#he is a YEARNER

[butterballbuttnakey]

Brb gonna figure out how to 3D print a manny jacinto for myself

[okkanai]

> pawsona ; what adrian got vs. what i feel like fits him more.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's just guys night talk! Don't worry about it!

(Read Tiger Tiger and shake this man awake so he can finish that thought!)

[goldcleaver]

what in the Yearning is this

[crrtite]

Thinking once again.. gosh this is so fun

cw: he’s weird AGAIN, rude Simon, masturbation mention (Simon), reader is nice and gets no love back (that they know of, heh) 18+!!

Simon who’s so standoffish around you, seemingly irritated by small things you do, almost like your mere existence is a nuisance.

You have a question to ask that you maybe were given an half-assed answer to a few months ago? “Y’already know the answer. Listening will do you good.” Paired along with his intimidating gaze, his eyes laced with irritation.

Or maybe you try to make some small talk with him. You’ve known each other for months and he barely holds a conversation with you unless it’s necessary, and even then it’s the bare minimum. Nothing really cordial or friendly about him.

You find him in a common area, doing your best to be charismatic in a way you think he’d like based on how he gets along with Johnny, since they seem to be close even though they’re basically opposites.

Your attempt ends with him walking away while you’re speaking, your mouth slightly gaped and face a bit hot from embarrassment.

A few weeks pass, and you find yourself at your wits end. Why does he seem to tolerate everyone but you?

You decide to pull back, opting to scoop up what little dignity you have left and leaving him alone because it’s clearly what he wants..

Little do you know, Simon is always watching you. Especially now that you’ve started to avoid him, he has to find a way to get his fill of you.

He’s a bit annoyed with you, honestly. You got him addicted to your sweet voice and your awkward attempts to be nice and how your eyes would dart around for an exit when he wouldn’t respond… and now you’re just… gone? Irritating one, you are. He loved watching you squirm. He’s always liked sweet things that get nervous around him.

No worries, he’ll just have to make you come back to him. Treat you better this time, let out a huff at your dumb jokes, maybe let you sit on the same couch as him.

After all, fisting his cock to old interactions between the two of you and the thought of your perfume isn’t working anymore. Simon knows how to make it better, knows what you need. You just need him to give you a bit of attention, and he’ll have you in his grasp once again.

follow up here!

[isatartdump]

i;m a lesbian but i am so insanely attracted to your isabeau it's unreal. please keep posting him i fall in love more every time

Please keep faling in love with Isabeau. He's almost like a muse to me. He always looks divine

Sunkissed. The universe itself stops to stare. Gods I love this guy.

Now have an Isabeau sketch blast because I love him almost as much as I love Loop

And for last- Isa with glasses...

[a-compass-without-a-needle]

This is what happened after 3.1 isn't it?

[arkhambug]

JASON TODD yearns for you.

like actually, truly yearns.

it’s not lust, or having, or craving your skin or body — it’s needing. needing for your hand in his, your arms around his shoulders, his face in the crook of your neck. needing, so intense that the first time he can put a word to it he feels like a fucking character in a romance novel.

because who the hell yearns if they aren’t? and when the hell did he start to consider himself romantic enough to fucking yearn for you like a forlorn widow?

he doesn’t know. but he does.

fuck, he does.

jason yearns for the way you laugh, head tipped forward as you wheeze at the stupidest shit. he yearns for that look you give him when he says something out of pocket, upper lip curled in disgust and brows knitted together. it’s like he can see the words ‘he’s trying to give me an aneurism’ tattooed on your forehead.

he yearns for the way you sleep, clothes and covers a mess because you never stay still, and drool pooling in the corner of your lips. he yearns to swipe it away, to press the pad of his thumb to your chin and wipe at your skin so gently, and kiss you awake like a princess. he won’t wake you though. not with his silly romanticisms.

he yearns for the way you look in your ( his ) oversized shirts and your ratty pajamas you’ve had for way too long, the way your bonnet hides your hair and gives him the best view of your sleep flushed cheeks, the way you pick the crust from your eyes and blink up at him while you wobble into the kitchen before the sun is up.

he yearns for you on missions, and long patrols. yearns to just have you again. to be in your arms instead, to have his head on your tummy and his arms hooked around your back, pulling you so close as he breathes you in and settles his body between your thighs, because it’s his favorite way to fall asleep.

he yearns for your presence, for the damn sight of you. he yearns for your voice, and ‘yapping’, when he gets to hear every thought in that pretty head. he loves it. he yearns for your hand on his arm, for your thigh pressed against his while you sit, he yearns like a man starved.

and he is, starved of you, no matter how much he gets.

he would crawl into your ribs if he could, wedge himself into the most vulnerable part of you — deep in the cavities of your heart, behind your sternum and between your lungs, where he could feel that steady thrum of your pulse always, and know you’re alive, well, safe, his.

jason yearns for you. just yearns. he wants for you like it’s his religion, he needs for you like it’s devotional.

and you see it. you feel, in the way he keeps you close.

in the way he lets you touch him, baring the parts of himself that he can barely stand for you to caress and keen over because you like them so. he lets your fingernails scrape along his scalp, lets you press tender, gentle kisses to scars you know better than to ask about. he seeks it out.

in the way he takes care of you, always making sure you’ve eaten, offering to bring or make you food when you haven’t, always offering to do something for you, even if it’s just to keep you company while you start the laundry.

in the way he holds you, so tight, like he’s afraid you’ll slip away. he presses every inch of himself to you that he can, like he wants to fuse the two of you together. you’d let him, if you could.

you feel it in the kisses he gives you, always somewhere you don’t expect — your eyelids, and the back of your neck, the shell of your ear when you’re trying to sleep, and the place between your shoulder blades — and his favorite, the palm of your hand, just like everytime you cradle his face.

it’s like he can’t bear you touching him so sweetly, without him touching you.

he always pulls your hand to his lips, eyes clamping shut like he’s trying to absorb you, fingers twisted with his as his lips press to your skin. every time.

and it’s like every kiss says something.

the apple of your cheek, ‘my heart’. the column of your throat, ‘my blood’. your shoulder, ‘my love’. the valley of your chest, ‘my breath’. the length of your arm, ‘my mercy’. the pulse point on your wrist, ‘my heaven’.

his favorite, your ring finger, the one he knows he’ll adorn one day, when you’re ready. ‘my life’.

jason peter todd yearns for you. his salvation, his saving, his grace, his life. for you.

A/N i am perpetuating the jason ‘yearning’ todd agenda one day at a time bitch. that man is NOT NONCHALANT in the goddamned slightest. he is the most loud and chalant man to ever exist and he loves HARD. like it’s his purpose bro

type of guy to loveeeee when you ask him dumbass shit like ‘would you put me in ur pocket’ because he can be like ‘yes!!!! yes i would!!!! take you everywhere with me!!!’

[qualityrain]

nomura put them on one side and sora and neku on the other to maximise their joint yearning they’re so embarrassing

WHY ARE THEY SO EMBARRASSING.

[freakyfreak01]

the concept of dennis falling too early and mac falling too late and them just missing each other as dennis got sick of their codependency while mac finally came out of the closet for good ..

[muqingslover]

[ I've bullied my lovely Sylus' fans with my last post so here's my apology <3 ]

Mornings with you are one of his, if not the most, favorite things. Sylus believes he is beyond blessed when he sees your slumbering form next to him after the long, tortuous years he endured of refusing to fall asleep at night because waking up without you was too much for him to bear. Now, as you laid safely in his arms again, his heart felt as if it was overflowing with all the love he held and he wanted nothing more than to give it all to you.

His lips gently press right under one of your eyes, followed by a few other soft kisses to your cheek while one of his large hands carefully wrapped around your throat, guiding your head back towards him. "My love," He'd call in a low voice, almost a purr against your ear. "Mind sparing me a bit of attention?"

You stirred awake but not quite. There was some sleepy mumbling under your breath before one of your hands lazily raised and pat his face, which you had intended to be his head, so he'd be satisfied and let you sleep some more. Sylus could only smile, oh absolutely smitten by your every action was the man. His hand gently grasped the one that was tapping him and brought it to his lips, planting small kisses on each of your fingertips, then the palm of your hand, making his way towards the inside of your wrist where he paused, pressing only a little harder against the pressure point to feel your steady heartbeat.

"I've missed you..." He whispered like a prayer. Those words are something he'd always say, though he'd never elaborate on the real meaning. 'How could you miss me when I've been here the whole day?' You'd raise the question at him sometimes, but the man would do nothing except smile at you, playing it off as mere tease 'Am I not allowed to miss you? How strict you are.' Sylus moved his kisses upwards on your arm, basking in the comforting scent your body had and the warmth you provided him. His heart longed to spend every moment, of every day, connected to you. Until the very last stars burned out and even then, he knew, your souls would stay intertwined, sacredly laced by the promise the two of you shared.

"So peaceful..." He kissed your neck, allowing his lips to linger once again where he could feel your heart beating so he could soothe his own. 'Alive', yes, that's what matters the most to him. "So beautiful." He whispered oh so very quietly against your skin as to not disturb your slumber any further. Instead, he lowered his body to nuzzle his forehead against you, his nose brushing yours in a old, affectionate gesture. Only in moments like these would he allow himself to momentarily forget about how this sweet dream would eventually come crumbling down, as it did once before, and focus on the feeling of security that you, only you, could give him.

'My heart is so full of you...Can it even be called my own anymore?' He silently wondered as his eyes fluttered closed, following you into a quiet and peaceful sleep.

[afterthelambs]

It’s funny that Sumire is the one with the Cinderella persona and Akechi is the one with the prince outfit and yet the most Prince Charming-coded thing in the game is Joker holding onto a single glove, waiting for its owner to return after the magic that let them spend a brief time together was over. The glove is functionally the same as a glass slipper. So in conclusion detective prince? more like disney princess--

[ctrlzxoo]

ivan and till have their first kiss, an alternate ending 💕

please look at this comic for context and Part 1!

[mydairpercabeth]

finding out that Percy looking at Annabeth like this was not scripted or directed, Walker just did that??? my roman empire btw.

[dcminions]

JANA CRAIG & KENNY RODRIGUEZ Love Island USA S06E26

[corneredcopia]

this photo is still so crazy to me btw wdym his eyes can just do that