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#Yearning post
redpsionic · 1 year
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you ever just wake up wishing you were next to the love of your life, sharing sleepy kisses and slow, wandering hands? talking about your plans for the day or what to eat for breakfast or how much you’ll miss them while you’re at work? no? just me?
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laylaslibrary · 1 year
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"and if yearning had a shape, it would look awfully a lot like me"
fatima aamer bilal, from my heart has claws
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catbotphoebe · 1 year
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Did you know that there's literally nothing more intimate than being a cyborg/robot tenderly inspected and maintained and lovingly put back together by your mechanic gf
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your-dxrling · 14 days
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decided i'd add a tag for my more extreme yan stuff!! block "extreme yan" if u don't wanna see it :> basically anything particularly violent/extremely toxic
cw implied sh scars, intimate violence, non-sexual nudity, somewhat detailed description of cutting
i want to have a cute, romantic bath with my partner.
i want to gently cuddle each other in the warm water, one laying on the other's chest, letting our heightened body heat seep into each other. it could be as fluffy and cliche as they wanted--rose petals, sweet-scented bubble bath, our favourite drinks and snacks.
their pocket knife sits on the side of the tub, blade freshly sharpened and cool to the touch. the water makes it easy to gently lift me up and adjust me onto their lap. they carefully shift the side of my leg out of the soapy bubbles, their fingers gliding over my old scars, baring the skin to the cooler air of the bathroom.
they retrieve the blade and slowly align it with my flesh. its pointed edge presses against my thigh, and i feel nothing but trust and love for the one holding it. they kiss my cheek as they press the blade down, slowly swiping through the skin, letting me watch as the blood begins to fill the wound. they're so much more precise than i could ever be. i cling onto their chest as they go for another swipe, this time harder and faster. it barely hurts at all, and yet i'm crying, maybe just from the joy of being so intimate.
the gentle flow of blood dyes the water a light shade of pink. i relax entirely, closing my eyes and leaning onto my lover as they continue to slice delicate lines across my flesh. the sensation isn't painful, merely a sharp reminder that they're here with me, that they care about me enough to hurt me so gently.
i dunno i think that'd be really cute :>
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i want someone who wants to hear my thoughts at 3am. who makes me coffee and twines our fingers under the table. whose eyes smile at the sight of me, and likes to know how my day went, telling me how proud they are to have me, and of me. someone who loves my 'just woke up' grumpy face and tells me i'm the prettiest. someone who spams me 'i miss you.' even after a few minutes of us saying goodnight. who listens through my silence and understands, and someone as imperfect as me.
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leonsleftbicep · 9 months
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i need someone to cuddle me, and hold my arm when we walk, when they laugh grab my thigh gently and continue to laugh like their true self, them to hug me while i do mundane tasks out and about, i need someone.
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machine-unlearning · 7 months
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Visiting a pair of married friends has made me realized that I don't want love or romance, I want the domesticity of living in a one bedroom apartment with someone, and cooking dinner for them, and doing crosswords and puzzles in the morning, and taking care of our cat when it keeps meowing to go outside, and sitting in the same armchair to read our favorite childhood books
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i don’t think anyone understands the extent of which i love my friends. like i’m literally in love with them. all of them. i would die for them, i would kill for them, i would do anything for them. all the songs and poetry in the world cannot describe how much i love my friends.
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biblicalhrt · 9 months
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what if i was half-doomed and he was semi-sweet...what if i was a stray dog and he let me in
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111starlight111 · 1 year
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Teenage girl experience
Mood: Excited, hopeful for future 🪩🎧
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Art by maeziii on insta <3
I think the new generation wants to be older, mature, and not have a childhood
I’ve seen videos of 3 year olds dressing like they’re 27, which this is the parents fault ofc.
But what I wanna say is, I think being a teenage girl is amazing… though my mental health can be very bad and we have to watch our for things most people don’t have to, it’s really a special thing.
I think what I want is to delete a bunch of social media, except keep my blog. Delete discord, Snapchat, Twitter, and TikTok. I like insta bc I love posting pics, and I love tumblr bc it’s like a little diary for other girls to relate to.
Maybe deleting social media might made me closed off from trends and jokes but I think deleting it will help me grow and be able to just enjoy my life in the moment.
I want to go to the movies, go swimming, do self care, and meet people. I’m sick of being in my room watching tikok, I’m aging myself by worrying about what others are doing instead of caring about myself…
I just wanna be a teenage girl with no cares in the world, save my money and go shopping.
Be able to talk to a boy without him wanting me for my body
Make friends and see the world
Im only 15 and I only have 5 more years until I’m no longer an adult, it’s a short amount of time, starting from today on I’ll just live my teenage dream with no cares, but being responsible of course.
I’ll update my thoughts on my page as I have been doing
Xoxo, Starlight
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squwooshk · 8 months
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God I need someone to hold me
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laylaslibrary · 1 year
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"Yearning for you, no trace of me remains."
Amir Khusrau, from “Ghazal 249,” In the Bazaar of Love: The Selected Poetry of Amir Khusrau (Penguin Global, 2012)
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To secretly yearn for a boy who secretly yearns for me
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your-dxrling · 14 days
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i wonder what my soulmate is doing right now.
maybe they're asleep. lonely without anyone to hold them. maybe they are being held, by some temporary fling before we meet and i sweep them off their feet. maybe they're thinking about me too. maybe they're dreaming about me, as some sort of fated appearance, or as some faceless future partner. i wonder if their heart burns this badly when they think of me.
maybe they're just relaxing and doing something they enjoy. i wonder what their hobbies are? i wish i could know in advance so that i could get into all of them too. i'd memorize all of their favourite activities and interests just so that they could love every second we spend together! and of course i'd get the sweetest, most thoughtful gifts. ahh, it'd be hard not to get too nervous and just *ask* what the perfect gift would be... i think i'd die if i ever disappointed you, soulmate.
maybe they're sad or angry or stressed. what comfort do you prefer, sweetie? i want to try everything and see exactly how you react. i hate thinking of you upset, but the thought of being the one to make you feel better is too enticing. you can tell me everything, baby. i'll take care of you. cry into my chest, tell me everything that pisses you off, use me as a tool for your comfort and relief. you're my soulmate, after all. i'd do anything for you.
maybe you're reading this. maybe destiny brought us this close, but i said something wrong and ruined everything. maybe i'm portraying myself wrong. maybe i'm just supposed to be the one reaching out. maybe you scrolled past this post because it wasn't interesting enough.
i'm terrified of all the tiny things that might keep you from me. i know there has to be someone out of 8 billion people out there who could love me, but what if you're on the other side of the planet? what if someone else found you before i could? what if you have no idea that you'd even enjoy this dynamic? what if some stupid algorithm never recommends us to each other? what if we miss each other by just a minute? what if i could've found you just by posting one more time, or posting that one fantasy i had, or keeping that other one to myself?
please let destiny be real. i need you to find me already.
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got too high and now i need someone to cuddle with me and whisper praises in my ear
“such a good boy” “i’m so proud of you” “i’m here, let it out” “you are enough”
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catbotphoebe · 7 months
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huggging nd nuzzling pillow thimking bout mistress
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