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Hiraeth: A homesickness for a home that you can't return to or that never was.

 
"What is love?"

"Love is not only a feeling but a life style. Love is kind, beautiful and it's like seeing a clear blue sea everyday. It's beauty made on its own, it's doesn't need artificial things to make it work. 

It's like traveling to your favourite place. You get so much joy from it. 

Love is love."All Rights Reserved

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HIRAETH // Captain Puffy X Reader by Lillianna1125

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

Tangled Love by _myLovelymind

"You only live once." This is the overly used excuse that we use every time we make a decision and that's fine because it's true. This also goes with 'Love'. For once in our lives, we would eventually experience this love - the kind of love that just can't die. A love, though not being returned, we are still willing to take the risk. We expect that somehow, someday we will be rewarded. But how long can we give that love a chance? Are we really capable of giving so much without asking anything in return? Are we really capable of being happy, just seeing the person we love happy with someone else? How can we untangle something so twisted like LOVE? How can we survive without breaking? How can we live without hating? Brace yourself for it will be a long roller coaster ride to what we call 'HAPPINESS' - D A L E (myLovelymind) Cover by: @ShebaHanna 🎉

MUTE LOVE ✔️ by LliffyRena

we don't need words to express love . love is a feeling which is only felt .love doesn't need words our actions are enough to make people loved . Happy ending 💖❤️

Hiraeth || Levi X Reader || by Justyourmodernidiot

[ Warning: Written 2 years ago. I recommend reading my newer ones if you prefer better and more current writing.] Hiraeth. An earnest longing or desire, a desire for home. In this world, home is a hard place to come by. Titans devour the hope of humanity every waking moment. Blood curdling screams repetitively echo throughout the evening skies, and blood is splattered over the rusting walls that are built to protect. This world is sick. Everything is sick. I know this all too well. But is there anything that can bring me to a place called home...? Or maybe... Anyone? (Completed in 2021)

Summer love - Hayes Grier✔️ by goner_25

One day You will learn How to give and receive love Like and open window And it will feel like summer Every day. - Original story do not copy this story is protected on United States, United Kingdom and all over the world any copy can be punished by law.

All I want is to love- Kian Lawley fanfic by youtube_is_my_life_

All I want is to love someone and have them love me back. But I constantly get screwed over by Dbags and A*sholes. Until I came across this tall very good-looking boy. He treats me like his princess and I trust him. Do I really trust him? I'm afraid of falling too hard and nobody catching me. Love me? Love me not? Meeting him may be the greatest thing that's happened to me. Kian Lawley is my rock when the world keeps crumbling before my eyes.

HIRAETH • watanabe haruto by -rutoluv

hiraeth (n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. (🔺) In which a child reunites with his father after ages... Will they be able to make it through ? ★ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ʙɪʙɪʙɪ ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ "xɪᴀᴏʙᴀɪ's ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ" haruto x female oc

11:11 // Crankiplier by intocooperstown

"Staring into his eyes, I could see everything. Despair, emptiness, uncertainty, every insecurity he's ever had. The fact that I could see it in his eyes, especially in this light, broke my heart." TRIGGER WARNINGS- depression, self harm, abuse, alcohol abuse, suicidal thoughts, homophobia HIGHEST RANKING- #1 in Crankiplier on September 2nd, 2017

lovesick -- kian lawley by superrkiki13

everyone's a little lovesick. but in there own way. take me for example. i love myself so much that i make myself sick. lovesick. what do you expect? i dont have anyone eles to love...

A Home That Wasn't There// Alex Gaskarth [COMPLETED] by mcr_killfob

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PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.