#nothing gets me like a yearner does

[vampyrebellion]

Me with Alecdora always tbh

[neeeooon]

BLUE LOCK MEN AS YEARNERS. PLEASE HEAR ME OUT ON THISS! yukimiya is SUCH a yearnerx quite literally the definition. and i feel like KARASUU too on my god. AND SAEE UGHH! (he’s probably more nonchalant—or tried to be, but a yearner nonetheless). Perhaps even reo because of the recent chapters that if you haven’t read i won’t spoil for u! :) i need those men as yearners l can’t 💔💔

GODDDD YES YOURE SO RIGHT

blue lock men as yearners

bf bllk x gn!reader. just bllk yearning over reader, ooc(?)

yukimiya kenyu

-> he doesn’t just want thing, he yearns for them. his success, his sight, his career. you

-> the things he would do to get your attention are downright pathetic, and he’s never fazed because it’s all, always, for you

-> a compulsive spoiler. he brings you flowers every week, cooks all your favorite meals, wears your favorite colognes. he’d be content living as your doll if that’s what you want, anything to keep you close and happy with him

-> loves holding you, whether it’s your hand, thigh, waist, face, etc. he loves the feel of your warm skin as it brings him peace. he feels physically and mentally drained when he’s away from you for too long, as if you’re the sun and he’s a deprived sapling

karasu tabito

-> borders between heavy yearner and clingy bastard

-> personal space?? you’ve never heard of it. karasu lives at your side as if the separation from you will kill him. he longs for you every minute of every day and is only satisfied with his arms around you and face inhaling the scent of your hair

-> he loves tugging on your clothes (not always in a sexual way) to bring you closer to him. likes when he’s sitting and you walk past and he catches the bottom of your shirt or sleeve and pulls you to him

-> will get depressed if you’re away for too long. a spammer. will send you hourly updates asking how you’re doing and if you need anything from him. you always reply though, and it does nothing but make him want you more

itoshi sae

-> tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s such a yearner and he hates it

-> sae absolutely despises the fact that you live on his mind, even when you’re together. it’s not fair. he’s looking at you. he’s holding you against his chest, fingers in your hair and caressing your face, yet he’s always longing for more

-> the worst part?? he never tells you he misses you

-> will watch solemnly from the window like a dog as you leave for work. rolls his eyes when you blow him a kiss from your car but quietly pretends to catch it and presses his lips to his fingertips, as if you can feel how much he yearns for you without ever saying the words

mikage reo

-> yes, reo is a yearner. yes, he longs to be close to you and touch you and kiss you whenever you’re away for long

-> but yk what else he is? A GROVELER.

-> 100% get what you mean about those newest chs cause.. they did smth to me other than just tear the heart from my chest and stomp on it while ego laughs

-> reo wants you. he needs you. he physically hurts when he’s away from you or when you’re upset at him. he isn’t afraid to cry in front of you and WILL get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if he ever does anything to upset you

[awgenties]

ϑ𐑞‎⠀⠀⎯⎯⠀⠀𝒞harm ּ ۪ jing yuan

◌ ⃘ ₊ content warnings :: nsfw, fem sub! reader, givin' the general a blowjob :: feat. yearner yuanie + defiant reader, use of nicknames, you're his songbird ehe ദ്ദി(⩌ᴗ⩌) . . wc : > 1K

jing yuan's thumb hooks around the corner of your mouth, watching your tongue roll out to greet his cock home. your eyes are as pretty as a doe's while you watch him such an expectant stare, eager to tap his blushing tip against your eager tongue. he can't help the breathy laugh leaves him, what devastating contrast from the disgusted glare that you wear whenever he comes to visit your shop. your eyebrows furrowed, and your tone snappy as if his very presence was a bother. it's cute, the more defiant you act the more he finds his cock aching to fuck it out of you.

his fluffy bangs rest on-top of his gaze, his elbow propped as he observed with amused eyes the way you swirl your tongue around his cock in movement he already has memorized. peppering your small, wet kisses against his base as you made sure the saliva of your tongue covered him top to bottom, an movement he likes to highlight whenever you prep yourself to swallow down on his dick. it's unfortunate really— no matter how prepared he is for your repeated antics he can't seem to put a finger on when exactly his groans and grunts began falling out his pursed lips.

"this cat and mouse game is getting quite old, don't you think?" jing yuan muses, his eyes shut with a sly grin creeping up the general's lips. "be my wife. how long will you continue to resist me, songbird?" he inquired, his remaining words dissolving into a breathy groan as his cock gets caught against the ridges of your throat.

"maybe in another hundred years, you're tempting me general." you bite after sliding his cock out the comforts of your throat, fisting him at a quick pace that had him gripping at the arm of his chair. he did enjoy how easy it was to annoy you, but he didn't mean his words as a tease. "don't deprive me like that darling, even i can lose my patience." the general groans out, his hips bucking into your grip with need. his fingers run through your hair before he caresses your cheek, lingering for a couple seconds as he traces your face with affection.

he needs you like no other, he's sure a time will come where that need will overwhelm his patience but for now— even if its tomorrow or another century, he'll wait. he doesn't mind. from the moment he casted his gaze on you, he had became yours.

the general lets out a low breath, his demeanor changing as he loosened his ponytail. "open up." his voice is firm with the commanding lilt that you'll never admit made you weak in the knees. though it's not like you need to, he knew everything about you anyway.

he smiles when you raised a brow, for a moment he's considering if you were actually attempting to show resistance to his demands, just for your mouth to part around the head of his cock pushed against the corner of your pouty lips. there's a unwavering eye contact established as he slides himself back inside, now standing bent over his desk as he fucks into your throat with nothing but desire. the feverish feeling of him using your throat for his sole pleasure has your panties feeling damp and soiled, craving more of the man in front of you.

it's abrupt when he pulls out again, there's not much time for you to protest when he's soon lifting you in one arm and pressing your back against his desk as he towers over you. short shallow huffs slowly as he admires you, his mind occupied with thoughts and images of you only. he lines his cock up against your cunt, measuring himself before tapping a finger underneath your belly button.

"focus.. i'll be hitting here, songbird" jing yuan hums, a teasing smile evident on his face. "so don't go flying away now."

[pwnyta]

Noble- lol kinda want an AU where that pink haired guy is Stones ex and Robotnik fucking hates him.

Me- LOL

Also me for the next few weeks-

--

I call this AU ''The Lost Prince (of Wendimoor)'' right? sketchy cover page concept-

If I had a nickle for every time I locked on on a doe-eyed, yearner played by Lee Majdoub in love(allegedly) with a 6'2'', red-tinted man who is a master at his craft from a series with world warping technology, a fucked up moon, and a child hero...

I would have 2 nickles etc.

ANYWAYS. The story is about Agent Stone who is secretly Silas Dengdamor. Somehow he got warped/trapped on Earth and had to rebuild his life since Earth is a far less forgiving place than the planet of Wendimoor and he had to accept that Panto might not be able to help him. BUT he finally managed to apply all the fighting skills taught to him by Wygar and eventually ended up in GUN which lands him in Robotnik's circle.

Little did he know Panto has been trying to find Silas this entire time, using warp rings to traverse the galaxy when the search for him on Wendimoor resulted in nothing. (Hes left the defense and care for the kingdoms to Litzi and Wygar)

Panto finally makes it to Earth after escaping some shenanigans on some other planet and in the chaos lost his warp rings somewhere. SO he too has been stuck on Earth which is fine for him because he was gonna be searching for Silas anyways. (He actually loses his rings on Earth and Sonic finds them and is a little concerned/excited for another alien to meet... I didnt draw any of that LMAO) ANYWAYS after nearly a decade Pantos search finally comes to an end.

(V Im putting the rest under the cut cuz theres a lot of doodles V)

Ivo doesnt share food, of course.

Panto can only tolerate so much.

A rock stuck between a hard and harder place bout to be ground into a fine DUST.

BETRAYAL!! (?)

SO ANYWAYS. something something Sonic shenanigans but before the final battle somehow Sonic and Panto meet... maybe like Panto sees the little pouch he kept his rings in and gets them back. Something... Panto returns to Silas (& Ivo) and tells them he has a way back home for them (he and Silas) but Silas hesitates and then cant bring himself to go... not when Ivo is watching them (TOTALLY NOT BOTHERED AT ALL. HES NEVER BEEN BOTHERED EVER IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE IN FACT). Panto understands and says he has 2 warp rings left (Sonic used a few to fuck around maybe IDK) and should at least visit Wendimoor because Wygar and Farson (and even his mother) miss him and he should get a proper good bye. Stone invites Ivo to Wendimoor... whether or not he goes to check it out IDK... I feel like might be curious enough but also maybe he'd think itd be too awkward IDK I DIDNT DRAW THIS PART BECAUSE I DONT KNOW.

When they get back shenanigans, Sonic v Ivo fight and Ivo ends up on the Mushroom planet. Stone insists on waiting for Ivo at Mean Bean and Panto stays with him and they reconnect nice and proper! Panto accepts his life of villainy as long as he can please Silas.

something something... S3 where Ivo is injured and is being taken care by mostly Stone... and Stone is being helped by Panto (Ivo rejects Pantos help at any given moment but also kinda feels bad about it because Stone has been running himself ragged.)

Some misc Stobotnik and Pantlas! doodles-

Panto doesnt understand SIlas' affection for Ivo but then after sorta getting to know the guy he starts seeing Ivos dumb way of kinda returning affection (something that Silas is a little blind to himself). BUT if Ivo is SO important to Silas, Panto will keep him safe.

Eventually Panto brings up the stuff between Ivo and Silas as well as Silas' love for the other man and Silas feels bad but Panto WILL share food... if it means so much to Silas. And frankly Ivo is a jackass and maybe wont even do anything so he wont have to bother worrying.

IVO STILL DOESNT SHARE FOOD.... (The food wasnt his to begin with BUT IT DOESNT MATTER.)

The only thing that keeps them from killing each other is the fact the person they care most about would be upset by it.

I thought WAY too hard about this and yet...

NOT HARD ENOUGH.

[spcherryygirl]

⪩ ⪨ I'D LIKE TO HANG OUT WITH YOU FOR MY WHOLE LIFE !

✷ PAIRING. . . leo valdez !

✷ CATEGORY . . . HEADCANONS !

✷ l. valdez with a. . . writer!reader

✷ TAGS : hopeless romantic & inventor boyfriend. writer girlie with too many feelings & too many notebooks. pride & prejudice changed his life. "marry me" but it’s not a joke anymore. accidental poetry via flirting. glasses appreciation hours. arguments that end in kissing. he reads your stories like puzzles. love confessions while half-asleep. flustered genius moments. ink-stained hands meet soot-streaked cheeks. literary metaphors turned into real relationships. skirt-induced combustion. hand-on-waist boy behavior. he’s your muse & your biggest fan. ooc. possibly daughter of athena!reader?? but can be any because it's not specified & the only focus is you & leo! sweet mama. don't.

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 NOTES !

001. some might see this as toooo ooc because leo seems less melodramatic. but take note that this is how i see leo. i don't see him as too,,,,, well,,, that(like how people on tiktok say he is), especially with a partner. i see him as more,, well. this.

002. made a pjo work just like a promised fleur !!

003. next will either be annabeth, percy, or jason.

004. hehe,,, new format. idk if it's gonna last

leo did not in a million years think he'd fall for you▰the girl who's always scribbling in a notebook & referencing 19th-century novels as if that's everyday chat.

"if i may say, your eyes are nothing short of remarkable in this lighting."

"leo, that's a car's headlights."

"doesn't make it any less true."

he calls you shakespeare as a nickname. sometimes wordsworth. once called you little miss letters & you just stared at him like,

"do you even know who that is?"

no. he didn't. he just wanted to flirt.

you read him little passages from your stories, & he sits there, chin resting on his hand, pretending to listen casually▰

oh, but his heart? screaming. because the heroine of your new book sounds a little too familiar.

"you write as if you are in love with somebody,"

your pen stops.

"perhaps i am."

he goes blank.

he creates you a mechanical bookmark that automatically turns to the last-read page at a word.

you almost cried.(you did.) he panicked.

"no no no don't cry it doesn't even blow up or anything▰"

leo completely taunts you for being a "romance snob," but as soon as you lent him pride & prejudice, he goes feral for elizabeth bennet.

"she told darcy off to his face?? QUEEN."

he meant the part where elizabeth bennet refused mr. darcy's offer to get married because of his arrogance, conceit.

he never actually says it aloud, but he re-reads sections of your novels when he can't sleep.

he's sure he can interpret your emotions from your metaphors.

your signature is so nice to him it's really not fair.

like??? how's the "i love you" you wrote on a post-it card hotter than any kiss he's ever received??

sometimes you get to read in the middle of the forge,

& he does this thing like it's pissing him off.

"babe, can you move, i don't want to weld my hand off by mistake."

but he enjoys having you there. grounding him. tempering the smoke.

you put on his tool belt one time as a joke & he is not fine.

"you can't just▰arm yourself like that."

leo is a yearner, shut up. he is. he is. he is. he is.

but not the dramatic kind.(even though he is,,,, melodramatic lol)

he just follows you around when you don't notice. eyes gentle. wondering how he happened to catch the break.

you begin to keep a journal of "things leo valdez says that belong in a novel."

he reads it. gets embarrassed.

"you really think i'm that charming?"

"no,"

you say flat out.

"i just romanticize everything."

you nearly kiss once when you proof the grammar on something he's written & he says,

"ugh, marry me then."

it's a joke. until it's not. until you're paralyzed. two inches apart.

he thinks your glasses are hot. period. especially when you're at work. "brainy babe alert."

you decipher once while sitting on his workbench, still clutching your notebook.

he pushes away just to say,

"you better be writing this down."

"shut up & kiss me, valdez."

"yes, ma'am."

you write a poem about him once & he reads it without your knowledge.

it's not even mushy▰it's witty & nice & totally him. like him him he hasn't stopped thinking about it since.

you refer to him as "my love" once in passing & he short circuits.

like. completely speechless. jaw dropped. attempts to play it cool & walks into a wall.

he reads wuthering heights just so he can argue with you about the ending.

you end up arguing under the stars for hours.(the camp is used to it by now.)

you're passionate. he's smiling.

you kiss after like it's the only thing that makes sense.

the first time he says he loves you, it's while you're half asleep on his shoulder, notebook falling off your lap.

"just so you know,"

he whispers.

"you don't have to write the perfect love story. you're already living it."

he sits behind you as you write. doesn't say a word

just observes the way your fingers move, the way you bite your pen.

sometimes he leans his chin on your shoulder & hums just to make you squirm.

"is this scene inspired by me?"

"no."

it is. he knows it is.

you wrote the smile he makes when he's trying not to, the fidgeting he does when he's anxious.

it's him. all him.

he speaks to your thighs. actually rests his cheek on them while you're editing a chapter & mutters,

"you've been ignoring me for two hours."

"leo, you're literally on my lap."

"yeah but emotionally???"

you enter the forge wearing a flowy skirt & glasses & he ignites. like literally burns something on fire. but like, he's still a goofball despite being flustered.

"oh, sweet mama! you can't just come in here looking like a hot librarian!! i'm working!!"

he's fond of when your hands are ink-stained. kisses your fingers & says,

"you're dangerous, babe. lethal. poetic. & hot."

you blink & say,

"you have soot on your nose."

he kisses you harder afterwards.

"can you stop writing while kissing me?"

"you said something good. i had to jot it down."

"i'm literally trying to seduce you."

"yeah & you're doing great. keep going."

when you're angry, you don't scream. you just write brooding metaphors about men of fire who are too proud to say they were wrong.(i'm pretty sure i've mentioned this to m. grayson hcs)

leo reads it. brings you tea. writes "i'm sorry" in scraps & sweets.

he makes you a small metal rose that folds up to have a quote from persuasion inside.

you almost faint. like total victorian swooning moment.

leo legit freaks out.

"was it too much??"

"no,"

you breathe.

"it was perfect."

kiss, kiss, kiss!

he adores when you read to him.

eyes shut, head on your lap, full boyfriend mode.

even if he doesn't get half the prose, he just loves the sound of your voice.

you kiss him in the middle of an argument.

full-on push him against a wall, glasses crooked, lips on his.

he's shocked. dazed. winded.

"okay,"

he whispers.

"you win."

he touches your waist when he's tired. or flustered. or when you're speaking too quickly & he needs to anchor himself.

"leo?"

"what? you're cute. i'm suffering."

you bring him snacks when he works & put small notes on the containers.

"eat something or i'll write a death scene for you."

he values those a lot. he values you a lot.

at times, you whisper story ideas to him as you snuggle.

he grips you tighter & mutters,

"sounds familiar."

he's your muse & he knows it. struts around like,

"i inspired five poems today. that's a record."

he reads one of your journals once & finds a line that says,

"i didn't believe in fate until he kissed me like i wrote the stars myself."

he chokes. turns red. goes to build something just to cope.

he kisses your glasses.

straight-up presses a kiss to the lens just to be annoying.

"you're so dumb."

"you love me."

"unfortunately."

you slow dance after he's done forging sometimes. no music.

just the drone of machines & your quiet laughter against his chest.

when you're feeling overwhelmed, he makes you a reading fort out of junk blankets & pillows & smuggles chocolate under the lip like a dragon sharing treasure.

he enjoys being sandwiched between your legs as you braid his hair & read poetry aloud.

he's bored. he's not. he's in love.

when he does say the words "i love you," it's soft. honest. full of love.

"i love you,"

he breathes, forehead to yours.

you whisper,

"write that down."

he laughs. he kisses you.

"i already did."

© minorlyatfault, 2025

[lailols]

Txt as Love Languages <3

Soobin

Giving

Acts of Service

Soobin isn’t good with words :(

he’s such an overthinker and his brain goes a million times faster than his mouth

but he does his very best to show it in other ways

keeping track of your schedule and making sure you’re eating properly

restocking things around the house before you even know they're running out

refilling your body wash/perfume/lotions when they get low

he WILL try to cook for you and it MIGHT be bad but it’s okay cause he tried

he will peel every orange on this earth if it means you don't have to lift a finger when you're around him

he shows his affection in the ‘little ways’ that are often overlooked but has love written all over them

Receiving

Quality Time

PLEASE spend all of your time with him

let him game while you do your own tasks off to the side

just spending time in your presence makes him feel so loved and cared for

you don’t even have to talk :(

you wanna scroll on TikTok while he games? YES do face masks while he’s scrolling on TikTok? PLEASE nap while he’s "reading"? HOP IN THE BED

he just wants to be around you all of the time :(

you’re so comforting to him

Yeonjun

Giving

Physical Affection

ALWAYS has a hand on you

hand in yours while you’re walking

hand on your waist while you’re standing

hand on your thigh while you’re sitting

he just has to be touching you :(

not even in a sexual way

he just wants to make sure you’re by his side at all times

if you go too far at any point in time, he’s searching for you like a lost kitten :(

also, Jun IS a back pocket holder, I fear

Receiving

Words of Affirmation

catch him off guard with your words

say the intrusive compliments as soon as they enter your head

look deeper into him and say you love whatever you find below the surface

he gets so flustered whenever he gets complimented genuinely :(

he’s the most attractive then

he just stops for a bit and flushes

he’s also an overthinker so PLEASE don’t let him fall victim to his thoughts

tell him you love him every second!

make sure he knows he will always be loved when he's with you

remind him that he’s not perfect, but he’s doing his best

just absolutely shower him in praise cause he deserves it

Beomgyu

Giving

Words of Affirmation

gyu IS the real loser loverboy yearner

as soon as he’s in your presence hymns flow from his lips

he's a ten but he HAS to tell you how much you mean to him or he’ll blow up

he feels like he was put on this earth with no other purpose but to cherish you

it’s so random too

you’ll be walking in the freezing cold and he’ll just stop and pour his heart out to you

literally makes you cry in the middle of the street

Receiving

Gift Giving

gift giving in the “this made me think of you” way

send him songs that remind you of him and he’ll cherish them forever :(

make him little trinkets to keep around his room

get matching jewelry for y’all and he’ll never take it off :(

it just makes him feel so seen, so loved :(

he def has a box of all the things that you give to him and he rotates things so nothing feels left out

I kid you not, he has the first gift you gave him all those years ago proudly in the center of his dresser

buy him things that pertain to his interests and he’ll just melt

but DO NOT forget to give him gifts that remind him of you

most of the plushies you gave him are a weird mix of his and your names

Taehyun

Giving

Quality Time

the universal love language imo

can mean a variety of things and still be so special

whether it’s actively doing something together or just existing in the same space

he’s such a comforting person and he just wants to spend time with you

always in your space, but he frames it as if YOU wanted him there (you did, but you didn’t say it)

complains as if HE isn’t holding you tight

cooking together, watching shows together, working out together

anything that may seem like something a person can do along is actually something for TWO PEOPLE

yes, he needs to run to the store with you because what if you can’t carry it alone? (You wanted a bag of chips)

Receiving

Acts of Service

tae is such a reliable person that I think he would want to be taken care of a bit

having someone to look out for him, y'know (if the four men already doing that aren't enough)

not in the 'you can't do it yourself' way but in the 'I love you and want to make your life easier for you'

cooking for him (though you will have to strong-arm him into sitting down and not joining)

massage his (beautiful, hot, sexy) shoulders when he has a bit of pain

just do the little things that show you care and that you listen to him

make sure he’s pampered like the king he is

Kai

Giving

Gift Giving

Kai WILL gift you everything under the sun

it’s just how he shows his love

you ARE coparenting near a hundred plushies

he WILL buy cringy shirts for you guys to wear and YOU BETTER WEAR IT

proudly wears his “I <3 my gf/bf” shirt with your face on it at least once a week and expects the same in return (even better if you’re doing it together)

makes up holidays to give you gifts (it’s NAWT just a random Tuesday, it’s national kitten day, so YES he has to give you a kitten plush, wdym?)

flowers anytime he’s seeing you

no, he does not change

your parents adore him because he never shows up to the house empty handed no matter how long you’ve been dating

almost sobs when you have to stop home for something and he didn’t have anything on hand

literally keeps something in his car now for this purpose :(

Receiving

Physical Affection

PLEASE stick to Kai like glue

he deserves it :(

he’s such a physical person himself that he’d just love it in return

he’s so tactile, molding to fit his body against yours like it was meant to be (it was)

rests his head in your lap when you’re sitting near each other :(

RUB HIS TUMMY :((

give him head pats

forehead kisses PLEASE

cling onto him when you’re out and about

cuddles will follow anything you do

[bahrtofane]

yearner

in which carlos cant escape his nature after his move to williams, but its not too bad with you

word count - 1.5K+

watch it - angst but with a positive ending. carlos is a yearner

first actual carlos x reader woho!!

Carlos is a sore loser. He supposes it was born out of competition, the drive and desire to be the best. The pit in his stomach when he realizes his position, the bile that claws at his throat when he rewatches his crashes and stupid mistakes. Knowing he can be better, settling for what he has and battling the past. 

He’s a sore loser the way he takes it out on himself. 

He bites his tongue, accepts the points on days when he gets them, does his interviews. He smiles at the cameras, tossing his hair back in the way he knows will get the attention off the far look in his eyes. Something to distract. 

He sighs when he closes the last door, the last barrier between him and the cameras. Sighing as he finally reaches his motorhome. 

His eyes sag, lips pressed in a thing line, mind racing. He chooses to scrub the thoughts away with a shower, impossibly hot and turning him red but he doesn't care. Tomorrow he will be forced to relive his poor performance and smile while everyone looks at him with pity. 

Sleep comes to him much later than it should, and he can only promise to do better. 

—--

Carlos is a sore loser, but even more so he is doomed to circumstance, his own mind. Mulling things over on his own, brushed with a shade of blue that's one shade too sad. 

You know this well, as well as you can with a man like him. He is hard to figure out and hard to remove yourself from. You have become in a way transfixed into understanding more. The way a dog follows a line of treats. You just hope the big bag of treats at the end is getting close.

He has these big beautiful eyes, but the only things they see to capture is his own suffering. You asked him why he keeps doing it, why does he keep suffering in something that has a way out. “Its all I know how to do,” was all he could say. 

It's true you suppose. But this sport will never love him the way he loves it. You see the way people treat him, the way his words fall into silence when every word he speaks is sincere. He gives so much, carving chunks out of himself just in an effort to remind those that he is alive. As if saying, look at me, I'm still here. And it still doesn't seem like enough. 

You met him on a whim, completely by chance rushing as the may sun blasted against your skin. Miami has its perks but the weather in the summer is not one of them. 

You were in Miami for a new job, working for a team and sport you were unaware of. But a job is a job and you booked the flight to Miami the second the email came in. You were late for your first official day, rushing into the hotel the meeting was set to be at. Begging for the elevator to stay open. A single man was inside, back turned, so you spirited. Heel slipping just as you made it inside, crashing right into his back, a slew of what you assumed to be spanish curses followed. 

The rest is history. 

Carlos liked that you were new to his world. That you had no expectations of him, nothing to hold over his head, no promises you forced him to make. You knew only the man in the moment. Not the man in all the races before this. And he adored this. 

—-

Carlos calls you the following day, as he’s gathering his things to head to the airport. 

“Morning.” you mumble out, voice cracking through the speakers. 

He snorts, “good morning. Did you see what I sent?”

You make a garbled noise, the sound of sheets coming from the other end as you battle your phone to dig through the notifications. 

“What am I looking at?” 

“Tickets to the next race.” Carlos says, half like a question unsure of his own words. 

“For me?” you say clearly now. Fully awake.

“Yes. if you want. No pressure.” he adds the last part quickly.

“No, I want to. Thank you.”

You don't bring up the race from yesterday. You rarely bring up racing on your own. Carlos hopes you stick around, for his sake, his sanity. 

—-

You come, dressed in blue for williams. Carlos can't help the smile that spans his face. You blush, taking his hand gingerly. He shows you around, introducing you to people while you give timid waves and quiet hellos. 

And then the time comes for him to leave your side and be back in the belly of the beast. God why did he pick such a ridiculous job. 

—-

He doesn’t place, no points, no podium. He can't face you and the disappointment he knows will be impossible to hide. So he hides. Doing what is needed, showing his face where he must and escaping. He doesn't pick up your calls, jumping into the boiling shower once more and scrubbing like a ritual that will purify him. It wont. But he still does it.

When he sits on the all too clean bed of the motorhome he looks at his phone. Please call me when you can, I care about you. From you, an hour ago. Hm. 

He settles for a text. 

Hey, sorry I just got busy. Sorry for having you come out here for nothing.

You reply immediately.

You have nothing to be sorry for. 

I came for you, not for anything else. 

He looks at the text for much too long before sending his location and asking you to spend the night with him, if you want. Ditch the hotel and bring your things. 

—-

Security gives you a hard time, so he goes to collect you himself. You stand, brows furrowed, in a much more casual outfit. Glasses on your head while you try to plead to be let in. 

You make it through when Carlos waves his hand, taking your suitcase and bags, leading the way. 

It's much quieter when you get inside. The space is almost unnaturally clean. Whites and creams everywhere. You notice the drop in his shoulders, a stark comparison to the way he held his head high earlier. 

He goes into the bathroom, peeling off the casual clothes for pajamas. Giving you a weak smile as you get your things up. 

“Would you still see me if i quit?” he mumbles out, words fraying at the seams. 

You give him a look, “Carlos, I'm not interested in you for any other reason but the fact that it's you. You could take up crab fishing for all I care.” 

He doesnt look up, “they gave me an out, if I want. Anytime I can stop. There's always a replacement.”

You pad over to where he slouches on the bed, placing a gentle hand to his shoulder. “You're too in your head. It's late. Someone once told me never to trust how you feel about yourself past 9 pm.”

“I always feel like this.” he whispers, eyes glassy as he looks up at you.

You now understand at the root of it all, Carlos remains just a little boy who wants somewhere to belong. To feel wanted. A place to do something he cares about and do it well. Where he can be given the chance by people that genuinely believe in him. 

Carlos is more than just a sore loser, a sore loser. He’s a yearner. 

—--

You don't talk about that night. But you do stick around. He asks to be official a few weeks later, over dinner at a restaurant you can’t even pronounce. You tell him what you think and he mulls it over.

He has an out, but doesnt take it. Not yet. He still has a hunger to prove himself. Even if he doubts he can do it. You know he can, you’ve seen the way he works, the passion that fuels him the hunger. He still chases like a wounded dog. 

For Carlos never really knows when to call it quits does he.

—-

It takes almost half way through the season but he makes a podium. P3 in a williams. He wants to cry, shout from the rooftops that he can do it. He is worth it. He belongs here in f1. 

Charles is on the podium, of course he is. A step above in p2. Carlos tries not to tell the red blind him. A reminder of the past and what once was. He says his wonders of thanks to the team, gives Charles a hug and tries not to fall into the routine they used to have.

He instead goes to you, smiling wide while you mouth the words ‘i believed’. 

Carlos is a yearner, and it strings him along endlessly. Tugging at his heart and wrapped around his mind. But he hasn't stopped just yet. Your soft kisses and the way your eyes twinkle at him under the lights make it that much easier. Who knows maybe he can win driving this thing. 

[st4rd0lly]

ohh for the valentines thing maybe pm dazai (like in dark era) + virginity loss?

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 ?

cw : virginity loss , corruption kink , slight possessiveness + obsessiveness , gn reader , dom dazai , sub reader , biting , dacryphilia , he’s kind of pathetic in this , lovesick dazai ftw , not safe sex (please if you’re gonna fuck irl do it safe and do it right darlings, wrap that thang), MDNI

Dazai shouldn’t be seeing you.

He shouldn’t be seeing anyone for a matter of fact, this he knew this well. Everyone around him knew it too. The cold and brutal executive who had a penchant for toying around with people. You knew this too, in fact you knew it too well.

So why were you in this position now?

Pleasure wasn’t something Dazai actively sought after, at least not for himself. Sex was more of means to gain information, and he knew a lot of it. Outside of it being one of many tactics for the mafia, he wasn’t particularly interested in having such an intimate time. And yet he feels like his skin is on fire when he sees any inch of you, eyes focusing in on any part of skin showing. 

He tried to convince himself that this was just stupid lust, it’ll go away soon. You were just another mission partner, a fellow executive who tags along with him and Chuuya occasionally. You weren’t anything special to him, no not at all. You definitely weren’t the person he goes to when he had no one else to bother, and no, you definitely weren’t the person he gets reminded of the most. 

That would be pathetic of him. And it’s not like he enjoys being so casually touchy with you. He totally doesn’t reach to pull and hold your arm to walk around with you when he starts an argument with Chuuya, huffing and telling you to just follow his lead instead of that stupid ginger. And he definitely doesn’t like it when he rests his head on your shoulder or vice versa when you two are alone. Or when he tells his bar friends about you. No, that’s just some stupid cringey romance thing. He tells himself he’s too good for that stuff. 

So again, why were you in this position now?

His hands eagerly cup your face, his lips chasing yours each time you try to pull away for air. He wanted you to feel the way he does, how suffocating his love is for you. How each time he tried to pull away to breathe, you always pulled him right back in. But he realizes that unfortunately, he is a human who needs to breathe too, so he stopped momentarily for the both of you to catch your breaths. He wanted to dare not open his eyes but he was caught up in how they looked at him.

You didn’t look at him in pure disgust, or just pure lust. You looked at him with a hunger, a desire, an unfamiliar love that he was afraid of. But when it came to you, he was reduced to nothing but a lovesick yearner. And maybe he was ready to chase. 

‘I want you.’ were the words he wish he could’ve said out loud to you, you deserved to hear them. But like an angel, it was like you heard the prayer repeating in his mind. 

“I want you.” You whispered, your own hand reaching his cheek, the side where his eye was covered. He had to stop himself right then and there from melting and nuzzling into your touch. 

“Have me then.” He replied quietly, wanting to come off as confident but his words sounded vulnerable to you.

“You would be my first.” You chuckled a little, smiling at him. Then his head got dizzy at the fact. Did he care whether you were a virgin or not? Not really, because either way, he was determined to make you feel like it was your first time on a high. But there was that burned so deliciously in his chest knowing that he would be the first to touch you. And he was sure to be the last too. Just like he was yours, you were his. 

“First and only.” He grinned.

“We’ll see.”

And now that’s how you got into the position you were in now. 

“Aren’t you taking me so good hm?” He cooed into your ear, cock buried deep inside you with each thrust of his hips. He felt you squirm, watching your chest heave and pretty tears fall from your eyes from the pleasure. Oh there was nothing more than he adored than seeing you under him, falling apart so beautifully. And there was nothing more he loved hearing than your cute sounds, all the moans and whines and whimpers. Your adorable little pleas for him to stop being so mean.

You were just so his.

“You’re just too cute… filthy too huh? Letting me fuck you like this.” He laughed a little, as if he wasn’t drunk off of you entirely. He kissed your tears and moved his hips more harshly, letting you wrap your arms around his neck to keep him close. He was so close, he was so fucking close. He can’t even remember how many times the both of you came, he knew he should’ve been more gentle but god, you were like wine he wanted to indulge himself in every night.

He let out muffled groans into your neck, covered with love bites and marks from his relentless attacks and teases earlier. 

“D-Dazai…” You whimpered, your voice slightly hoarse from how much you were raising it earlier. It was the only thing you knew how to say at this point besides please and yes.

“G-God, fuck.. say that I’m yours.. You already know you’re mine. Please say that I’m yours..” He moaned, biting down on your neck. ‘Just a little more..’ He thought, but he didn’t even realize the words coming out like you did. But that’s all you’ve been wanting to say, you were just waiting for the right moment.

“You’re mine Dazai, fuck me like it.” You let out a small gasp before you yelped and felt him slam harder into you. You cling onto him tightly, one hand gripping his hair while the other scratched at the bandages wrapping his back. 

“C-Cumming..!” You both whined, before reaching your orgasms at the same time. His body collapsed onto you with him still inside, his cock twitching as he fills you up. You both pant, holding onto each other tightly, exhausted.

“So…” Dazai says after a couple moments of silence, wincing a little before pulling out. “First and only yeah?”

“First and only.”

dividers : @/cafekitsune

[sevikasbooyahh]

𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐇𝐂'𝐬

They can never make me hate her, NEVER.

Warning: Cute, cutie and cuteness

This woman does NOT know how to relax. During her time as senator-elect, she’d be going back and forth with paperwork, interviews and speeches.

“Taissa,” you sighed out as you walked into her office, seeing her eyes firmly locked on paperwork. “Yes, love?” She asked without giving you a glance. “Come to bed, I’m not telling you again,” the firm tone of your voice made her falter just a little bit. “I’d love to but—“”It’s not a choice. Come to bed.” She rolled her eyes, she could handle all-nighters, but you wouldn’t let that pass. “Fine,” she muttered, neatly stacking the papers in order before getting up from her chair, back aching from her previously slouched posture. Once she felt your hand rest against the sore spot, her tense body relaxed.

Is very affectionate. On the outside she’s this composed, serious, and professional woman, which she is. She isn’t afraid to be affectionate in public, you are her wife, and she isn’t hiding that.

Whenever she’s super stressed out, you give her a nice warm bubble bath.

She leaned back against the tub, sinking into the warm water. It felt too hot on her skin, nearly scolding, but she didn’t have the energy to speak on it. You lowered yourself into the tub, across from her. “Comfortable?” You asked softly, concerned at her quietness. She simply nodded, and that was all you needed. There were many times where she would dissociate, lost in her own head, watching her body from the outside. She stared at the ripples of the water as you continued to move. It was quiet, neither of you minded.

The biggest yearner in the world, maybe even more than Shauna, we’ve seen it.

Lowkey can’t cook ‘cause she’s always tired and if you can’t either then oh well. You’ll be surviving on frozen meals and takeout for as long as you can. Otherwise, she makes a mean Alfredo pasta (yes, that specifically).

Absolutely loves talking you any and everywhere. She will show you the whole world—especially if you mention a country you want to go to, baby, she already packed your bags and booked them tickets.

Has a fear of planes, for the obvious reason. But she had to get used to not only traveling in the car. Besides, she has you.

Her eyes were closed, taking controlled breaths. She opened them back up, staring at the view from her window. The buildings and greenery of the ground were long gone, all that remained was the blueness of the ocean and the transparency of the clouds. She couldn’t help but think back to looking out the window in the beginning moments of the crash. It was all blurred out, the acceleration increasing as the plane continued to fall and fall, they hit the ground—she took a sharp intake of air. She felt a squeeze of her hand, looking down to see your hand on top of hers. She wasn’t there, she was here, with you. Nothing was going to happen.

Confused half of the time—especially with the things she hears from Shauna and Misty, plain insanity.

Self-care queen, (take 3x06 as an example), after impeaching herself, she actually started to let herself relax. Imagine the shock you felt when she suggested that you two have a spa-day.

“Um…are you okay?” She asked cautiously as she saw you frozen in place. “What did you just say?” You muttered, eyes wide and searching hers, to see if she was possibly joking. “If we can have a spa-day?” She repeated her earlier question, next thing you know, she’s being squeezed like she’d disappear on spot. Despite her confusion, she hugged you back, semi-lanky arms wrapped around your shoulders.

[lichenes]

vincent renzi nsfw alphabet? :3

Thank you for the ask anon ;D

I figured this would be the best way to start writing nsfw soooo :3c

Giggling. kicking my feet literally. If you want me to elaborate on any particular letter feel free to lmk :]

I tried to make it as gn as possible :p

Vincent Renzi x gn!reader

CW: Less descript-y than my usual works, different format basically, kinda drifted from the nsfw-ness of it in a few of the subpoints lol, NSFW

wc: (excluding the template) 1,2k

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like he would kiss you through your orgasm and after you've both come off your high he would get up lazily still basking in the afterglow... He would look so good doing it too, his tired eyes observing your still heaving chest. He would ask you if you need anything and provide it for you. A caring partner thats for sure.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also yours)

In this context- he likes his own fingers. You clearly like his hands and he confronted you about it jokingly a few times to tease you. The first time he uses them on you, oh mon dieu... His favourite part of you are your eyes. To look into them while you cum is like heaven to him. While he eats you out he likes to keep eye contact if possible...

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I wouldn't say he's obsessed with you swallowing his cum. He is a tad bit opposed, being familiar with the risks it carries with it. He wouldn't be completely against it so if you feel like it, go for it.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He's a massive yearner. He'd never tell you that but he made a social media account solely to stalk you on it and not for work like he assured you. He would gaze lovingly at your pictures if you post any or just stare at the blank profile picture icon imagining what you were doing at the time.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Mostly, he was pretty vanilla for most his life so if you want to try anything kinkier you should research it together to give him the security of knowing. When it comes to the basic things, fingering, eating out, different positions, he passes with flying colours.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Whatever you're comfortable with and whichever ones he can see your face in. He's obsessed with your face contorting into expressions of pleasure or pain if youre into it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He stays pretty serious for most of the time, teasing you if he feels bold that day. When he feels like you're in a bad mood he tries his best to cheer you up in... many ways. He doesn't crack jokes at random times while you have sex though.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's a clean man that's all I can say. His carpet does indeed match the drapes. And most importantly he cares for your comfort which makes him trim himself quite often. When it comes to his facial hair he sometimes forgets to shave and his moustache comes in. He noticed that that's when you make love most passionately so he sometimes 'accidentally' forgets to shave, when he's feeling particularly needy.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Oh big romantic type, the first time you had sex he did the whole, rose petals on the floor, candles lit and all. Every time you have sex it's a special occasion and he feels obligated to make it seem so every time. During the moment he's very tender with you, kissing you and whispering sweet nothings into your ears...

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Remember that social media account I was talking about earlier? The first time the thought crossed his mind to masturbate to your pictures he got so flustered he had to go to the bathroom and splash cold water on his face to get rid of the thought. After he has aquired your photos though he does it with only a twinge of embarrassment.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He's big into undressing you if you, the act of stripping your clothes from your perfect body, lord, he couldn't imagine anything as arousing. He is a vanilla man up untill it comes to you riding him. When he's in that state you could convince him to do anything.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Your bed, your patio on the outdoor sofa. You tried to convince him to go at it in his office at the law firm he works at but he got too flustered just at the thought and thought that he'd die of a heart attack if you were to actualise your fantasy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

As previously mentioned, undressing you. It's not like he's a complete maniac, taking your shirt off in front of him won't make him faint but he still will get a little flustered. Begging. That's it. He also loves seeing you relaxed. Whenever you're lounging on the sofa he gets the urge to make you just a bit more tense...

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I feel like he wouldn't degrade you unless you begged for it. He is also against impact play, but he's a covenantal man. Talk to him about it and you shall see.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giving or recieving is fine. He's a master at eating pussy and if you aren't comfortable with oral he won't force you to do it. He will happily welcome it thought, giving you tips as you go.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Highly depends on his mood. If he's feeling particularly foul he won't have any qualms to pound you into the matress. If he's upset he'll go slow and sensual to relay to you how much you mean to him.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He prefers longer sessions to quickies. Fervency isn't what fuels him most so he prefers to go slow.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes experimenting, with certain limits of course. He prefers not to take risks, a calm and calculated man he is. When he warms up to you though, you could convince him to do it outside your bedroom (ex. the sofa on the patio).

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

When angry or self concious he can go for many rounds, his stamina knows no bounds when he's mad. Normally, he prefers 1-2 rounds a happy medium.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on you or themselves?)

He doesn't own any toys as he's too embarrassed to buy them, online or at brick-and-mortar. If you use any, he likes using them on you during your raptures to rile you up even more.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh this man adores teasing. Especially when he can see that you're too self-assured that day, he likes breaking down your barriers of faux confidence and making you melt in his grasp.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from occasional grunts and moans he isn't very vocal. He loves listening to your sounds though. This man is generally lovestruck by you. With little sounds comes how quiet he is. Maybe that little office endeavour could happen then?

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think he would go feral if you were to wear lingere for your first time with him. He is definitely a flatterer but he would be talking and thinking about you on the bed just in those perfectly enveloping you bra and panties... MON DIEU.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He is on the lean side with his medium height statue perfectly complimenting his overall shape... What? Oh yeah his dick. That's what this subpoint is about. He's hung, not uncomfortably so that you couldn't take him all at once but enough to not be able to put it in without some prep first.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Once again he will do it as often as you like, it all depends on you. Although once he's desperate he won't hold back on you and go at it for hours...

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After clean up, he falls asleep in your arms pretty quickly spent from all the lovemaking. Sometimes he stays still just to face your sleeping form and watch your peacefull demeanor, safe from all the evils of the world when in his embrace.

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masterlist

[kiyomitakada]

Light

oh thank god thank you K i was going to save this ask as a Treat but actually i've been going insane about light all day so i will give into my poor impulse control

favorite thing about them: the way he lies and lies and lies to the point where you can't believe his internal thoughts and you can't believe what other people say about him and you can't even believe his final villainous breakdown because ultimately all he ever thinks about is convincing other people what he's been trying to convince himself from day one: that all of this was worth it. it's that or the yearning. i will get to the yearning.

least favorite thing about them: telling a receptionist that all receptionists look the same to him. you'd think it would be the sexism or the emotional manipulation or the mass murder but no what sticks in my head is that receptionist

favorite line: "if we catch kira, then kira is evil. if kira rules the world, then kira is good."

brOTP: once again if the yagamane clusterfuck counts then yagamane hands down but if it doesn't then light and soichiro, probably, they agonize me. they love each other so much and this makes everything so much worse it's great it's cinema

OTP: i have never shipped anything like i ship lawlight. i fucking hate it here get me out why do i care about popular 2000s yaoi so much what did they lace this with

nOTP: i really WANT to like moon/river because i GET IT i do! my friends have pitched it to me in such fascinating ways! i have enjoyed several fics about them! but just not for me i guess. pensive emoji

random headcanon: as a child, tried extremely hard to teach himself to cry on demand. he did figure it out but unfortunately he is incapable of summoning a single manly tear, it's full on bawling or nothing. he has grimly accepted this

unpopular opinion: HE IS A YEARNER HE IS SUCH A YEARNER i don't even necessarily mean this in the romantic way i mean it like this

light wants and wants and wants with a childish desperation for the world to be a place he can fall in love with. it's even more obvious with anime!light who is clearly miserable and smiles at the death note like it's saved his life. you could argue manga!light is more in love with himself as the image of an infallible martyr but that loops back around to the world, too, because despite his disdain for the people within it he does want to save it.

(fun fact: the japanese of the first chapter says that this world is rotting and the people are rotting, which in the finale changes to this world is rotting and the people are rotten. ha, ha.)

and light also wants and wants and wants to be seen for once in his life and this is the worst most self-destructive want in the world once he becomes kira because to be seen is synonymous to death. this was my first thought on him as a character when reading i think. the way he laughs with his friends and then immediately goes serious when he slides behind the door, the way he looks miserable when his father says light, you're not kira. i'm so glad— the way he clears out all the wires from the hotel room and turns to kiyomi and says "i'm kira," almost careless, because now that he doesn't have misa as confessor he's going slowly insane. the way he smirks at raye and naomi and L. he wants so badly to tell people he's kira and he can't, not just out of survival but because it goes against every single instinct in him, because he was born a liar and he doesn't know how to stop. not even in yotsuba does he know how to stop.

^ i think these four panels explain literally everything about light yagami. like that's it. there's the god complex there's the childlike vicious glee there's the lying (to ryuk to the audience to himself) about what he actually wants because what he actually wants is fundamentally opposed to fitting into society and light doesn't know how to do anything but try to fit into society.

wait hang on that's my unpopular opinion! i almost forgot! [taps mic] Light Yagami Is A Therian

([drops mic] [starts leaving stage] [pauses] [comes back] [picks up mic again] also bi and demiromantic. thank you for your time goodnight.)

song i associate with them: god okay only the middle three verses of claw machine actually fit light but jesus fucking christ

And somewhere south of Tallahassee A teenage boy with a summer job He's driving grown men around a golf course He's going home to a manicured lawn And digging holes in his manicured lawn I think I was born bored I think I was born blue I think I was born wanting more I think I was born already missing you But my heart is like a claw machine Its only function is to reach It can't hold on to anything No, I can't hold on to anything

if i tried analyzing this in conjunction to light yagami this post would be forty pages long. take this panel instead

yeah

that said no children will always be light singing about misa. to me.

favorite picture of them: GOD there's way too many pictures of this bastard to choose like that. uhhh. my real favorite probably is him screaming in the helicopter but ACTUALLY NO WAIT I DO HAVE A FAVORITE

sorry

[strzxrin]

After reading Aidan lowkey yearning for the reader I need to see him go full on simp mode for the reader. Like fully obsessed and acting like an obedient dog to the reader and trying super hard to grab their attention any way they can.

Sorry I love pathetic men sm ugh if this is ooc for him can u still make him a yearner/desperate guy for the reader in his own way 👉👈

i just wanna be your favourite boy !

synopsis. ┆ for someone who is considered to be an expressive and popular person, he sure is puppy like when trying to get your attention.

tags/warnings. ┆ gn!reader, pathetic man behaviour™️, mentions of stalking, popular student x normal student trope

characters. ┆ aidan sandford ( frat . human character )

a/n. ┆ I AGREE WITH YOUR STATEMENTS NONNIE. pathetic men for the win they’re so stupid (affectionate) i love them.

masterlist ┆ character wiki

you had him wrapped around your finger and you didn’t even know why.

it was long after you came and you got paired up with him for one of your courseworks, and instead of fawning over him like everyone else, you treated him indifferently. 

everyone else in the group was somehow trying to get into his pants but you’d just ask for him to do his part and have discussions with you if there was anything that he didn’t understand.

his heart thumped for the first time when you did that. because you weren’t looking at him as if he was some ethereal being, you were looking at him as if he was a normal human being. and he is.

you were like a breath of fresh air to him, someone who didn’t care about his looks or reputation. and he found it to be addictive. with you, he felt like he could be normal, without having the pretense of being a certain image and he is happy for it.

still, this indifference of yours is rather irritating because he just wants you to look at him, not anyone else. he tried so hard to be around you, to be the person who you’d want to be with for the rest of your life.

but you simply ignored his advances, thinking that he was only doing this because you weren’t paying attention to him. and yes, that was how it was in the beginning, but it’s different now that he does know you.

you guys actually bonded with each other one night before your presentation in the cafeteria. it was almost 3 am, and he would’ve been at one of his parties but he heard that you were here and ditched it completely.

you both talked a lot that night, and you realised that he isn’t a dumb frat boy with nothing else better to do. so you got close and talked to him about your worries and stress, wondering if your presentation was going to go well, or if you’ll fuck it up.

he listened to you talk in silence, giving advice or comments when you needed it and you felt better. you felt at peace and he would smile at you every time.

still, you do get confused on why he acts this way with you.

especially when he seems to know your schedule by heart. you found it weird, but you tried not to question it because you guys are now friends and he’s a nice guy. still, he follows you around like a lost puppy and it gets annoying because his fans would be around 24/7 and it is an incredibly overstimulating experience.

“we should try not to meet up during the day” you started when you both were at the cafeteria during the night and you were doing your assignments. you wear the chair screeching and you see him looking like a kicked puppy if anything.

“why? did i do something wrong? did i touch you wrongly? did i say something out of line? i don’t want to stop hanging out with you—” “woah! calm down” you say immediately, trying to shut him up, to which he did and sat back down.

damn. now he looks like he’s a puppy with a tail in between his legs when you said that. you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose before shaking your head. “your little fan club won’t leave you alone during the day, and it’s too overstimulating for me to be around that many people in one go” you explained to which he looked at you with a sigh of relief.

“do you want me to tell them off?” that’ll ruin his reputation, but he doesn’t care. not when your comfortability is at stake, not when the amount of times he could bask in your presence is going to be limited because of some people that he doesn’t bother remembering their names, let alone their faces.

you blinked at his statement “are you sure? i mean, yeah, that’d be nice because it’s hard to talk to you when everyone is looking at me like a piece of meat, ready to tear me down if i said something completely wrong. but still, your reputation is on the line, right?”

you care! you care so much about him, and you enjoyed talking to him! that alone was enough to lift his mood and he shrugged “don’t care. i’d rather have my reputation ruined than have to risk our hangouts only being at night.” he says simply.

you sighed at his words and went back to typing on your laptop “you’re annoying, you know that right?” “yeah, but it gets you to look at me, so that’s enough” you sighed even harder, shaking your head as he continued to accompany you while you finished up your coursework.

[craziertogether]

thinking about mike & will

first off happy valentine’s day! now onto another yap session. i sometimes find myself wondering why i’m so obsessed with byler. it might be because i have a tendency to like tragic queer couples (aot, orv, & bbm) or maybe bc i love the yearner trope. but honestly the thing that gets me about byler is probably because growing up with them i struggled with the same things they did (internalized homophobia & hiding my sexuality) it wasn’t until literally so recently that i started to find myself accepting my own queer attraction.

growing up seeing that on TV with these two characters who’s love is beyond any queer relationship on TV. It’s gut wrenching with just the right amount of angst that doesn’t make me wanna choke myself but enough that it’s realistic and raw. they never sexualized or made it seem shameful that queer love exists, and with that they’ve built up a love that grew so beautifully from the very first moment. they showed us that this relationships was incredibly deep, it started that day in kindergarten when mike asked will to be his friend and they’ve been inseparable since. they started as the outcasts and sought each other out and others who might’ve felt as lonely as they did. and yet their bond out ranks theirs with dustin and lucas, why? because it just does, because they found each other, not by “dumb luck or fate” but by choosing the other person to be their friend. choosing them to be in their party. mike choosing to stay/stand by will even when EVERYONE else chose to leave. mike’s love/care for will is so deep that it’s comparable to how his own mother values him, them being the only ones to believe that he was alive with NO evidence and actually having evidence to disprove his life, but mike had even less than joyce. like that is the kind of love that comes after years of marriage/familial bonds, the intuition of how the other is/are feeling.

this love doesn’t fade even though the seasons continue. i think we tend to really feel like mike’s character declined because he abandoned his friends as a means to hide his sexuality, but how is that he somehow still is most in tune with will even through all that. of course he’s already made the mistake and it’s too late to undo what has been done, but that doesn’t stop him from trying. by trying save his relationship with will in season 3/4, it’s almost like he’s trying to find a secret exit within the horrible walls he built around himself. he wants nothing more than to hide his secret from everyone and yet he’s so bad at it, not because will or men are his kryptonite or anything like that. but because it’s practically instinctual for him to choose will just like he did when he was a kid. it’s not like he doesn’t care about anyone else, but that love and care he has for those around him will never compare to they love he has for will because he will always choose and love will differently than anyone else. (again see his fights with EL, lucas, dustin, max, nancy, his parents, hopper). it’s shown to us that he becomes an asshole to them all at some point but it’s insane that we never see him actually apologize to any of them on screen the way that we see him do it with will. the amount of screen time and emphasis they put onto their relationship is not something you do for a pair of friends. it’s not, and somehow every moment they share is so much more intimate than even my favorite couples in the show but somehow it’s still going over the GA’s head. their moments are tender and intimate without sexual/romantic intimacy and somehow they outdo all the romance we DO see in screen. (let me say tho that the endgame couples obviously have love that i admire and love so much too) but byler’s is so incredibly unique and special in way that we haven’t seen in another parts of the show. (obviously parallels exist but those parallels aren’t identical).

on top of everything that we know and see, i stated before how this show will change everything, but all of this build up and once it’s finally confirmed and shown to the GA. it will be a happy, real, and raw love story that will be broadcast to millions. who, whether they want to admit it or not, it will show a story that is undeniably beautiful. a queer love story that isn’t cheesy (i love cheesy) or incredibly tragic (also love) but had time to buildup and grow with angst and painful moments but also tender and emotional moments that so many can relate to. seriously i’m having withdrawals, drop the trailer please.

[oonajaeadira]

For the Love of Fic Joel Miller

It's been a time in my world. Busyness and writer's block has been troubling. I think a lot of it stems from just feeling behind in general, so I thought I might launch into a catch-up campaign for myself ... in reading fic.

And I had a lot of this fella to catch up on.

So hold onto your butts, my friends, because herein lies the fics I loved in my several weeks of just. reading. Joel. <3

Spinner by @insomniamamma Joel has such a caretaker streak in him that being observant and taking to a neuro-divergent reader rings so true. I love a huddling-for-warmth tale--I do so enjoy a good cuddle with a gruff broad man.

The Reason for the Season by @prolix-yuy Now here's a fun idiots-to-lovers take where one of the yearners is our Joel. When Ellie has questions about old traditions, he takes her to the other idiot--a school teacher with a warm smile and some yearns of her own. Aka you. I very much enjoyed this tale of finding the many varied and true meanings for the Holiday in all its forms.

Please Mister Please by @grogusmum Hazel imagines Joel as a kindred lovely soul, one that has a song of his own that brings sorrow, just like yours does you. But is seems he has a better song in mind....

Carpe Diem by @boliv-jenta I love that fic writers want nothing ore in the world than to tell Joel he's going to get taken care of and doesn't have a choice in the matter. I'm so glad this one afforded him the chance to actually speak and grab the moment...even with a little help from a friendly weed...

Year of Small Joys: A Quiet Night In by @keldabe-kriff I'm in love with this little slice of post-apocalypse life. It gives me hope that even if the world falls apart, there will still be the chance to find the quiet somewhere, and with someone...

Simple Pleasures by @julesonrecord Listen. i don't care if the info trail goes cold or not. If it means getting off with Joel--even this cranky, somber version of him--I already consider my self lucky.

Able by @ladamedusoif I have no doubt that a cane would come in handy during an apocalypse, and for many reasons. It's fun to watch Joel realize it too, and to walk the reader through one of the things he knows--a full-blown panic attack. Disabled reader represent!

Snooze by @tightjeansjavi Short. Sweet. Quiet. A soft drabble of everything I want--now that Joel is safe and sinking into a domestic life, he loves him some naps. And with naps comes warmth and lazy days, and a big ol' bear of a man to cuddle with.

Mine by @secretelephanttattoo I really really love this beautifully written meditation on Joel and Tess' relationship; how they share intimacy and how they won't. It's heartbreaking and beautiful and so very real.

When His Eyes Open by @undercoverpena A beautiful train of thought from Joel as he opens his eyes to find you awake next to him, thankful for what you represent in his life. It's so soft and wonderful. It's a drabble, but I could read a whole multi-chapter fic of this.

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BY @something-tofightfor

Birthday Kiss #7: Joel Miller If I was stuck at the end of the world, I'd be thankful to have a Joel Miller to find me in the early hours, knowing exactly where I'd be and exactly what day it was, just to sing me a Happy Birthday.

Smutsgiving Feast 2023: Turkey - Joel Miller It's Thanksgiving in Jackson and Joel's been helping you get settled in after a traumatic past. Everything you need is here--family, an invitation, Joel carving a perfect turkey with his sleeves all rolled up...and perhaps there's more going on upstairs later....

Snow and Mistletoe (series) Rachael loves Christmas and I always look forward to her holiday fics since the coziness always comes through so strong in them. This series is no exception by far. A no-outbreak fic where you own a music store and Ellie's your niece and Sarah's her best friend and the two girls pull a parent trap on you and Joel in the very best way. It all unfolds against a backdrop of different holiday gatherings--social, work, family--and all of them sweet and beautiful and enticing in their own way. The season may be over, but this zinged me back in time a couple of months and I'm not mad about it. In fact, I'm thankful for it.

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BY @missredherring

Wrong Until You Make it Right A yearning Joel is always good in my book, but the earnest way he years after his plus-sized coworker here is so very juicy and sweet. I love to see him watch a lady do what she does best.

J.M. + "Tell me what you like" I think if I was stuck at the end of the world and asked Joel Miller to read to me because I had no glasses and he said yes, I might die of happiness on the spot.

Warming Up Joel deserves a good teasing, which is a little of what he gets for sleeping in while you go outside to shovel and then return to his furry, heated body to warm up. and, of course, maybe get a little recreational. After all, nothing warms up cold hands like all the bits and pieces of a Joel Miller.

A Flower in February I really love this story. Rachel does a good job of placing you firmly in the QZ with all of its bleakness, giving you one spot of color--a crocus in the snow. After a spot of bad luck with some bad people, Joel's there to set things right--well, as right as it can be. And I'll take it, because in the world of TLOU, it's everything.

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BY @ezrasbirdie

Observations This is so so sweet. Neuro-D reader is so observant about not being accepted or invited to be part of groups, it breaks my heart. But Joel sees her. Worries about her. Likes her. And he's getting better at pasta.

Sticky This one left me a mess. Maybe not as messy as the toy reader gives him to play with while she's gone or while she's on the phone, but I may have had to wipe the drool off my chin...

Crystal Now this one was made for me. Here we have a witchy reader and Joel has a lot of thoughts about her. Surprise though, because none of them are negative. They're curious and wondrous and endearing. He's bewildered by the hanging herbs and the rocks and oils, but they make her happy and that's all he asks. Sweet man.

Sparks Fly Two words: eating ass. That's what falls out of reader's mouth under the influence and perhaps that's a good slip because there's gonna be plenty going in her mouth--and Joel's--later on. And it's gonna be hot like fire.

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BY @blueeyesatnight

There's a Word for It As Blue says in her notes, this is where she lives. As in, it's what she does best. This here is a no nonsense meditation on Joel and Tess and how they met and how they functioned. There may or may not have been a word for what they had...it was many words. And they're all here in order, comprising this fic.

Trimmed This fic hit something deep in me, the way it uses memory is really lovely and really feels steeped in canon. The little things we share with someone, not worth mentioning to anyone else, hard to put into words how meaningful it is to you personally or maybe you don't know until they're gone...or until a familiarity with someone else triggers it...

Trouble This is a masterclass in examining Ellie and Joel after they return to Jackson. It weaves in and out of their shared POVs, examining their feelings about who they've become, how they justify Joel's actions and words, who they are to each other, how far they can trust one another, and maybe how tainted that love is. But it's still love all the same. It's amazing and packs a really good punch.

Honest Mistake A short and sweet trope reversal where Joel makes an honest mistake and instead of retrieving Tommy from a situation, kidnaps a boss instead. I love the way the brothers' relationship comes out in the dialogue.

Trying This fic broke my heart a couple of times. Blue imagines the Joel of beforetimes and then bridges the gap to Tess. The man just keeps at it, over and over....because its' what he knows. It makes his arrangement with Tess and actual heaven and I thank her for it.

I Like My Girls A Little Bit Older - (Over the Hill pair) And I like that Joel likes it. He certainly has a type and the reader in this fic has a real sassy, no-nonsense attitude that can meet Joel's in a pretty good dance. And that last sentence may be a spoiler for this story...maybe...

I Know Just What You're Saying - (Over the Hill pair) I love that when Joel is having trouble understanding a teenage girl, he has the foresight to go talk to someone what WAS one once. And that he cares enough to ask for the biiggest favor...and that the reader has no choice but to give it to him.

I Thought I Could Be Someone - (Over the Hill pair) There are so many forms of grief and some of them come out of nowhere from sources you never even knew. Blue does beautiful job in finding that moment here, all wrapped up in an unexpected softness from Joel. This is my favorite of the series yet.

Just Like Heaven - (Over the Hill pair) This brought me back to being a teenager, that "does he like me or want to keep me at arm's length" feeling, that "should I kiss him or is he gonna kiss me" feeling. Of course I get the ending I'm hoping for though! Blue is not gonna leave us hanging when it comes to Joel Miller.

That Summer Seemed to Last Forever - (Over the Hill pair) I still don't forgive Blue for this one. How dare she make me love so bittersweet? That's not to say it isn't beautiful and artfully done. Grab yer hankies, all.

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BY @morallyinept

O' Christmas Tree by @morallyinept This is a precious, delicate story, one in which Joel loves so deeply and hurts so much that the thought of losing you--a real possibility since you've been very ill. But he'd do pretty much anything to see you smile, even if it means facing down a day int he cold to bringyou something to warm your heart.

Northern Lights Imagine camping with Joel. Sharing a sleeping bag. Under the aurora. Hand stuff in the wild has never been so sweet and hot.

Saviour Harsh and heartbreaking and real, this Joel is almost beyond help and I love the way Jett so beautifully details the many little deaths of a survivor. Angst to spare here, but true to character all the way.

Adoration Imagine you are married to no-outbreak, breast-man Joel. Happy. Loved. With a lump. I'm so awed by this fic, that Jett takes a very common nightmare and examines it, never sugar-coating, never denying the difficulties. It's a hard process and maybe I cried. But then there's Joel and his beautiful, steady consistency. I've never been more in love.

Home I can't imagine the love of my life just disappearing one day...but Jett can. Don't worry though, there's a happy ending waiting for you.

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BY @maggiemayhemnj

Happy Tuesday There's no need for Valentine's Day if there's a Happy Tuesday. I love this take on a couple who know how sappy they are for each other but make a joke of subverting the sap. A no-outbreak Joel who's still 20 years on, 20 years in love, and 20 years loving it. Which is exactly how long I'll be loving these two.

A mini Happy Tuesday interlude (Spring prompt: Bees) - (Happy Tuesday pair) Maggie's damn good with a drabble, but even better with a good ending line. I smile every time.

He Sees You - (Happy Tuesday pair) If this is what goes through Joel's head as he watches you assess yourself in the mirror, then that man is in L O V E love.

Breakfast Is Served - (Happy Tuesday pair) I would do anything to be able to cook well, if only to be able to make biscuits for Joel Miller so we can sit at the table with messy bed head and use breakfast as Sunday foreplay.

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[achilles-rage]

Feral for eddie cause fact that I giggle and kick my feet whenever Eddie come up my screen is a little scary for me cause I feel insane.

Anyways a thought, I feel like Eddie would be such an amazing yearner like??? Eddie just realizing that maybe he is in love, but he doesn't want to acknowledge it so he's in denial and push it away, far away, to the depths of his core only for it to resurface into his chest with a pang when he sees their smile or remembers it (he thinks it's a heart attack or a panic attack at some point). Also he wants to be near them, but he doesn't want to acknowledge his feelings, he would try his best to sit next to them and stand next to them so his shoulders or hips can just slightly graze theirs. At this point, Eddie is already head over heels but deep in denial, whenever he sees you, his eyes tail you quietly. the thing is, the crew notices, but they stay quiet cause they have a bet going on. How long does Eddie stay quiet before he goes insane??? Buck bets on a few more months, Hen agrees, but Chimney and Bobby think it's lesser than that.

And you know what, Bobby and Chimney wins, cause a few weeks after that Eddie goes to your house to confront you cause you've been avoiding him apparently. He notices and he's freaking out a little cause what do you mean you can't hang out with me? Usually you're okay to hang whenever, but the past few weeks, you've been saying no. You're out here confused like 🧍. You were busy with work and maybe, a tad bit, you're avoiding him cause you might also be in love with him, but you want to keep it normal, so you made sure you're slowly creating this boundary with him. Ever so slightly, unfortunately for you, he's kinda down bad for you, so he notices when you pull away.

Both of you go back and forth, you denying, him pressing the matter. You get tired of it so you ask him to just go home and actually have the conversation some other day when he's stops acting weird (gaslighting at best omg 😔). And he gets angry and blurts maybe I care cause I love you omg why do you think I would even care about all this? and you're once again 🧍👁️👄👁️, caught off guard by what's he's saying. And he's staring at you with his sad brown Disney princess eyes. He slowly approaches you and holds your face in his hands and kisses you.

Anyways, it's a happy ending. I'M SORRY THIS IS LONG?????? ignore it if you'd like 💖 I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY AND WEEKEND 💗. Will be going into my cave now.

AND THAT KISS WOULD BE THE MOST FUCKING EARTH-SHATTERING-BREATH-STEALING-KNEE-WEAKENING-PANTY-DROPPING KISS YOU’VE EVER HAD!!!

eddie is, to his core, a YEARNER!!! one think about him is he’s gonna PINE for someone, and beautifully, at that!!

i have literally nothing to add, this is perfection!! (okay i lied i typed it up in the tags and i’m to lazy to retype here<3)

[mahgck]

Hi, can I ask from both ask game (if you don't mind) :

https://www.tumblr.com/threecheersforinking/677824836625694720/anime-ask-game?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/rafael-silva/90297624190/send-me-a-fandom?source=share

For anime/manga : Blue Lock

Sorry this took so long i forgot about it 😭 but here you go!!

Favorite character: Alexis Ness my beautiful princess

Fave arc/scene: uhhh u20 arc maybe? For scene, probably bachiras awakening in the second selection

Character i think is underrated: bachira i miss you every day. also shidou. also sometimes rin is underrated ive seen by fans but legally i cannot answer rin because he has literally been ranked #1 the entire series.

Character i think is overrated: michael kaiser you take nothing but Ls

Fave ship: im not much of a shipper but i like ryusae and nagireo i guess?. and the hiorin and yukiness bitches are cooking. also i think reo ness and rin deserve to run people over with steamrollers. also what the fuck do ego and noa have going on.

The first character I first fell in love with: BACHIRAAAAAAA

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: nagi tbh i was like damn can this bitch do anything..... reo leave him he doesnt even like you..... episode nagi awakened my third eye nagi is a TRUE #yearner

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: kaiser. I dont hate him i just have no thoughts about him past ness. michael kaiser does not enter my mind.

The character I love that everyone else hates: ness 🫡🫡🫡🫡

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: isagi i think? i dont like how hes being written lately it feels like everyones just glazing him all the time and the characterization of everyone else is being ignored like guys youre competing remember this you have to lock in. BUT!!! i hope he continues to get worse, personality wise. godbless.

The character I would totally smooch: no one they are teenagers and also im aroace WAIT im changing my answer to anri.

The character I’d want to be like: none of them i never want to be in my teens ever again.

The character I’d slap: itoshi sae but id let rin get the first pop

A pairing that I love: i answered already but yknow what i also fuck with bachirin but only if theyre stupid about it

A pairing that I despise: allsagi. also nagisagi nagi dont gaf i promise you.