#Wordsmith

[beardedmrbean]

[shannyhere]

pockets are empty, dreams on hold

bills stack high, and the nights feel cold i chase the hours, but they slip away working for pennies, day after day

i need the money, it’s all i can see freedom’s a price that’s too high for me counting the minutes, waiting for more but the struggle’s the same as the day before

[lowkeyflynn]

When you least expect it, love might surprise you.

-Flynn Caulfield

[endy-x]

Pixel Defenders

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Spoilers tag is mostly for Doug

[neekguy]

Learn to submit her physically. Whether it’s during sex or just when you’re playing around, it’s about creating a safe space where she can let go. You can use things like the covers or her shirt, your hands, or anything that holds her in place—it all counts as submission.

[winterrfire]

It was a test that I failed, but a lesson I'll always remember.

—Romaisa Yasmeen

[iwajidshaikh]

When William Wordsworth said:

''Look at you comforting others with the words you wish to hear''

And Wajid Sheikh wrote:

Sab ki tanhaiyan durr karte rahe hum, par jab hum tanha huye to koi puchne wala tak na tha ''

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

I think when we talk about love and attachment, we're really referring to the emotions we've invested together, rather than the person themselves. A healthy attachment isn't inherently wrong, but the problem lies in attaching yourself to the idealized image you have of them. In the name of love and attachment, you inadvertently strip away the person's natural right to evolve, change, and grow. You want them to stay the same for your sake, and you fear any sort of change. In essence, your love becomes a prison.

It’s important to allow the person we care for most to simply be. Detachment in any relationship is freedom—freedom from the cage you've built around both the person and the blossoming love. It means allowing the other person to follow their own path while loving them fully. It means giving them the space to explore new dreams and preferences. And sometimes, it means letting go when necessary. People are vulnerable to change and life's twists, but love isn't—if we learn to separate it from the chains we've created.

-Sabina Yesmin

[0nelinerwordplay]

Sometimes...

[nahisummerhold]

Sweet Confession Sunday - The Courier appraised Nahi carefully, "You seem like the elegance of Classic Thalassian Bloodwine, original label. An elegant blend fit for Royal gardens, courts. Classically beautiful and elegant, mature, quickly intoxicating if you get lost to its song. Smoky, heady flavor, some hidden touch of sweetness in its depths." The void elf smiled curiously, her compliments given. "What do you think? Do I have you right?"

Nahi stands with her head tilted to the side slightly, her hair artfully messy over her shoulder, lips drawn to one side in a sensual smirk. “Mmm you seem to be an adept judge of a person’s character. I believe I have tasted the wine you speak so eloquently of before, I distinctly remember the provocative scent, tantalizing from the moment it is poured, carrying across the senses and enticing a person closer, building your desire for that first taste.” Not one to just allow another the playful tilt of words, loving the challenge of to match intelligence of one gifted as a wordsmith, “I fill uplifted by your gilded assessment of my countenance. May I know the name of the woman who has plucked such compliments from the air and presented them in such a bounty of poetic assessments?”

(Thank you for the lovely interaction @safrona-shadowsun)

[aishi03]

9/100 days of productivity --

A bit of leisure through art and returning back to the pages.

Weather here is relentlessly unsatisfying. The heat is almost killing.

Going about my ways, trying to not feel bored probably Shakespeare helps pass the day~~~

[shannyhere]

i became a crybaby after you died

the grief hit hard, and i couldn’t hide every little thing made me break and weep memories of you cut deep in my sleep

but tears, they heal in their quiet way slowly, i’m learning to face the day though you're not here, your love still remains guiding me gently through all of the pain

[lowkeyflynn]

You taught me that sometimes the most beautiful stories unfold not on a page, but in the messy, unpredictable chapters of real life.

-Flynn Caulfield

[free-grandmaa]

"Would you sing along with me? Don't you want to remember."

[fiordilunapoetry]

Fior di Luna | ig