#Yearnin'

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Mars Inc, 1953

[rastronomicals]

12:37 AM EST November 27, 2024:

The Black Keys - "Yearnin'" From the album   The Black Keys Present The Hill Country Blues (May 2021)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

Giveaway with the July 2021 issue, the one with Joni Mitchell on the cover, and the Troggs story inside.

[metamorphesque]

— Birds Hover The Trampled Field, Richard Siken

[pyxxiestyxx]

Do so Gently

When the night claws the light from the sky and you tuck into that worn old bed of yours When your thoughts turn to despair and pain and guilt over regrets of the past and uncertainty of the future When the feeling deep within can no longer be ignored and you spiral down deeper, darker, darker

Do so gently.

When the feeling of loneliness presses into your heart and you feel broken, outcast, alone When those who you trusted abandon their posts as the enemy arrives to batter down your gates When your hate lashes both without and within Assigning fault to everyone but yourself most of all

Do so gently.

When the scars pile up on your body and soul and anger drips molten down your throat When your hands close into tightened fists and swing out at anything that could hurt you again When you collapse into a puddle of tears that never come and you bitterly hold your broken heart in your hands

Do so gently.

When the one who looked for you finds you at last and holds you close, wrapped in their warmth When they refuse to set you down for hours just to make up for countless missed days When your heart and mind cry out against whispered promises Of how you are brave, strong, and cared for

Do so gently.

Be gentle with my beloved, little floret-to-be For they are you, and you belong to Me. And though you are fragile from a thousand past wounds Gentle time will heal you, make you anew. When one day you awaken to a brand new dawn and smile as you see wonder in the world beyond

Do so gently.

[b-yyearns]

the way i just wanna wear a boys hoodie and have him get all flushed and obsessed abt me in his clothing</3

[akhion]

Do you ever think that Ivan gets along so well with Mizi and puts more effort into it when he sees the vibrating ball of anger that is Till.

[420technoblazeit]

pause. hear me out, paint by the paper kites as an act 2 viktor pov jayvik song

[cosmicluvflwr]

i cant wait to kiss you. to hold your face in my hands. to feel your lips on mine. i want to drown myself into you. forget about the world and just focus on you.

[faithful-freak]

touch starved and longing, a soft satisfied sigh leaves me as the tips of his fingers gently glide past my ears and into my hair, harmless tugs sending chills through me. i feel my skin begin to heat up from the intimacy of his touch as he continues to explore. running his hands down my neck, outlining my collarbones, squeezing my shoulders and biceps.. almost as if he’s studying my anatomy. his warm breath against my face makes me shudder as i breathe him in… paired with hands sliding under my shirt, goosebumps raise all over me. i flinch as he presses his palm into my waist and squeezes my side before softening his grip. biting at my lip to keep quiet as he glides his hand over my stomach and chest, shamelessly feeling every part of me, watching my expressions the entire time.

at some point i’ve become unsure if the heart beat i hear is mine or his. my mind is loud as i cling onto him. his hand wandered farther below than i expected, but with a weak mind, of course i couldn’t stop him. his heavy breaths in my ear as he dips his fingers in and out of my hole, feeling how slick i’ve become from his doing. not having been touched like this in forever, my knees nearly give out with a few teasing swipes and rubs from his now wet fingers over my tdick. embarrassing rattling moans are forced out of me, spilling right into his ear as I lay against his shoulder. the growls and groans he’s started letting out make me believe he was more so studying how durable my body was, but the look in his eye as he touched me said admiration. i can’t tell which one excites me more.

[setmeatopthepyre]

Been losing track of counting days Watched the moon over the silver lake Darlin', it's all tired anyway Tired 'til ever you're gone

Ooh, saw you dance at the rodeo Warm breeze and that song that you wrote Sometimes it's not about what you know Not knowing if ever you're gone

This anxious heart of mine gets me in and out In and out of trouble, so many times And I keep losing pieces each time I try I've burned enough bridges to light my way home through the darkest night

[dabisbratz]

thinkin about a spiderman au ૮꒰ ིྀ ⍝ ⍝ ꒱ა

[yeahyankee]

As - Imogen Temult x Laudna Fanfic [Contains Spoilers for C3]

It was hard to describe, exactly, the tender dread of loving someone. It was like holding a hot cup and a cold one in either hand, the brain suddenly certain it was on fire.

The marriage of joy and terror, finger picking together across heartstrings--of the darkness suddenly shifting to a blinding, dazzling perception--being seen and seeing, how your life could suddenly be different, possibly more authentic, maybe more true.

Imogen was used to being scared--it was one of her oldest emotions, next to anger. She'd learned how to hide, lie, and bury what meant most to her. But laying next to Laudna in the dark, under the eaves of Nell's tiny burrow, she felt a different fear bloom in her once again.

Drops of black ink in a bath tub, rippling and staining the water, her skin, the porcelain.

I prayed to her like a god.

The thought made her whole body tighten. Her mind raced as she ran her hand through Laudna's dark hair. What if she traded in their life together for one of Delilah's party tricks? Prayed to a god who could only take, but not give.

Her chest thrummed, live with the painful, barbed fear--Laudna was back, and they'd lived through so much already, almost lost each other again countless times. That couldn't be in vain, it had to amount to something.

But knowing Delilah wasn't dead made their hope seem so delicate now, like one wrong move and this all would all disintegrate. Laudna would be stolen away again, except this time by something far darker, robbed from the very inside.

A warm sigh, and a shift in her sleep, and Laudna was repositioned with the points of her shoulders pressing against Imogen's chest. The weight of her felt good here. It brought her back to the present.

She was still here, now.

Imogen swept her in, impossibly close, and held her tight. Laudna's hair smelled like woodsmoke, resin, fallen pine needles. Quiet, wild woods. She pictured folding her away, safe, into her body, where no one could ever harm her, like a tide rolling over the smooth stones of a shore.

Laudna's even breaths, and the crickets outside eventually lulled her into an exhausted half-sleep.

If they lived in a world where gods could come hurtling down to the ground, she'd rip every one out of the sky herself.

She owed her that much.

[rastronomicals]

9:08 PM EDT June 6, 2023:

The Black Keys - "Yearnin'" From the album   The Black Keys Present The Hill Country Blues (May 2021)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

Giveaway with the July 2021 issue, the one with Joni Mitchell on the cover, and the Troggs story inside. ---

[madame-mongoose]

Aha ha wasp

WASP!!!

[oceanreveuse]

someone fight my urges to write for love&deepspace pleeeeeeeaaaaaase ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

[astralcurses]

i want to go home