#i love yearning i love longing

[no-shxme]

i read tip the scales (im about to go to bed) and OH MY GOD???????? OH MY GOD.

okay so disclaimer i know NOTHING about zed literally all i know is in reference to kayn i know even LESS about shen

but

BUT

OLD MAN YAOI???????? OLD MAN YAOI. THE ANGST OF OLD MISTAKES THAT THEY BOTH WISH THEY COULD TAKE BACK AND BOTH OF THEM YEARNING FOR THINGS TO HAVE TURNED OUT DIFFERENTLY. OUGHGJFHFHFHGJGHUEJCHKEOFHFNIWJVIFFHLHVULSYKCHL I CANNOT PROPERLY EXPRESS HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS OH MY GOD

"take me back to kinkou" DYKSLJGYKSULFYIDYJ???????? DKYSYKGHLDYOHKLDYIGILFTJ

GENUINELY I HAVE NO WORDS I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THIS HOLY FUCK THIS IS SO WELL DONE

shen/zed is like, THE old man yaoi in league. (at least for me lol. tfgraves is on the fringe but they're not old enough.)

godd i remember writing that fic as a commission and then it really just Got Away from me. fldsjkaljkasfd its very old but im glad it holds up to you :sob: i think the tragic thing about shenzed is playing into the yearning. (i love writing yearning.) and for them its so painful.

[within-the-last-minute]

stay safe because i like being alive at the same time as you.

[hinamie]

unconditionally

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.

[rosarysgarden]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: i have the everlasting tendency to ruin everything i love.]

[aeonmnei]

— “i’m home,�� hajime calls from downstairs. you glance at the clock as you put your book down, sliding your feet into your slippers. “welcome back,” you reply, plodding down the stairs with a yawn. “long game?” 

he runs his hands through his hair tiredly as he leans his elbows on the kitchen counter. “like you wouldn’t believe.” you frown, and wrap your arms around his waist from behind. “there’s leftovers in the fridge. i’ll make you a bath while you eat?” you ask, patting his hip. 

hajime groans softly, his hands on his face. “that sounds great,” he murmurs. “sorry i came home late again.” “s’okay,” you assure him, rubbing his back. “i’ll wash your hair, too.”

you sit outside of the bathtub on a stool, lathering his shampoo in your hands as he leans his head back. “lean forward just a bit, my love,” you urge. he complies, letting you run your fingers through his hair in a comfortable silence.

he takes a deep, ragged breath as your hands move to massage the knots in his back and shoulders. you furrow your brows in concern. “does that hurt?” you can see the bump of his spine as he leans his head forward. “no,” he mumbles, and he relaxes, letting out a shuddering exhale. “no. feels nice.”

after a few quiet moments, you press a small kiss between his shoulder blades. “love you forever, haji.”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))

[elysiumwhispers]

liking a girl will make you go feral and want to die btw

[pigswithwings]

Empty Houses / Empty Stomachs

Sources: Kitty Horrorshow, "Anatomy" 🏚 Josh Quissy 🏚 Wikipedia (Abandonment - Legal) 🏚 Ashe Vernon, "Love Disorders and Other Heartaches" 🏚 @/churchrummagesale 🏚 Kitty Horrorshow, Anatomy (Transcribed by @/a-missing-ache) 🏚 Kitty Horrorshow, Anatomy 🏚 @/churchrummagesale 🏚 Wikipedia (Desire) 🏚@/churchrummagesale 🏚 Wikipedia (Hunger - Physiology) 🏚 Wikipedia (Desire) 🏚Emma Rebholz, “No Good Bloodsuckers" from The Misanthropy 🏚 @/zegalba

[loverboyfemboy]

i am going feral (i wanna be cuddled and listen to music together)

[sqtorux]

man... every flashback of him makes me so sentimental it's like im yearning for my husband who's at war. oh wait.

[fuckassfag]

Need to stare longingly at a guy while he rambles and rambles and rambles about whatever is on his mind. Maybe even give him a kiss from how cute he is when talking.

[hinamie]

there's no furbish word for dilf :( sad :(

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i mother it, the absence of her ii. i was hard to bear from the very start.’

[text id: my sadness is a fire that i built to keep my hands warm on lonely nights. // art by sivan roshianu // i keep my misery bared between my teeth. i refuse to let her leave. / i am nothing without this obsession of mine.]

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

God Deadpool you are sooo Peter’s bisexual crisis while simultaneously being the biggest annoyance in his life (and I love you dearly for it)

[breathlessangelkisses]

I want to take her out, spend the day doing all of her favourite things, eating all of her favourite food and I wanna buy her cute little gifts to make her smile. I want to see her fully relaxed and comfortable in her natural environment, I want to see how her eyes light up when her favourite song comes one, I want to hear her laugh at the smallest things. I want to hold her in my arms as we have a picnic in the park and watch the sunset, I want to dance under the stars with her, holding her close, kissing her so gently.

I want our night to end with us tumbling into bed, kissing each other so hard we’re getting dizzy from the lack of air, hands grabbing at our clothes, desperate to just feel each other. I want slow, soft sex, taking my time to find all of those spots that make her moan, whispering sweet affirming words to her as I go, reminding her how beautiful she is