#soft yearning
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lzyinspce · 4 months ago
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when he checks in on me <3 when he does things for me <3 when he shuffles over to give me more blankets in bed <3 when he lights my joints <3 when i catch him looking at me and his eyes catch the light in that way that makes them sparkle <3 when he sings to songs i’ve shown him <3 when he’s so gentle with me <3 when he holds my hand at doctors appointments <3 when he gets me to crush the garlic when he’s cooking <3 when he’s the sweetest, kindest and most caring boy in the entire world whom i love with my whole heart <3 HIM <3
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honeypleasejustkillme · 1 year ago
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got too high and now i need someone to cuddle with me and whisper praises in my ear
“such a good boy” “i’m so proud of you” “i’m here, let it out” “you are enough”
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b0neheadbvtch · 7 days ago
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Craving a misty, early morning stroll with someone, in the fog, to see the horses and the cows, I'll get you a hot drink and I will info dump at you about the history and all the old things around us, like would you like to see an 11th century castle tower and 746 ye old medieval churches, m'lady? 👉🏻👈🏻
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thedevilsfavoriterose · 2 years ago
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Oh to have late night conversations with someone until you can barely keep your eyes open anymore and are just mumbling incoherently as your partner brushes their fingers through your hair, smiling fondly at your quiet words as you drift to sleep
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euesworld · 2 years ago
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"The softest heartbeats are often the most loving one's, cause when you feel so soft with someone that your heart relaxes around them.. that's a whole new level of affection."
Sure, it's intense to have your heart thundering around someone else.. but when you are relaxed and a home, it is a different kind of perfect, a different kind of soft - eUë
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mybelovedneitherdoyou · 2 years ago
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At this point in my life I really don't have the time and energy for people with a victim complex. If I express an issue and you put up a fight that's IT. I am done with people who take no responsibility. You will not get an ounce of guilt out of me for standing up for myself.
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nothanksbi · 1 year ago
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I smile as I write this: You used to be so playful around me, when it was just the two of us. Something's changed, hasn't it?
I've seen you catch me looking at you, and again when I look back to confirm you were indeed looking at me. I've instinctively turned to you when our supervisor brought that mug to lunch and kept filling it up with sambar over and over again - and more than once you've instinctively turned to me too, and we've shared a smile that says everything. I haven't seen you look at me when I called my mother to ask if I can stay longer, but I've felt your gaze on me and your anticipation while you waited for her verdict with me. I've noticed you don't talk first anymore - that one's on me, I'm always trying to fill the silence so you don't find out how I feel while always wishing you did. I've noticed that you listen, you always listen, even when it looks like you didn't. (Yes, I know you laughed when I said "whaaat, that was such a good bad joke!") I've noticed you get all awkward when you couldn't open the fancy lid of the water bottle near me, then you couldn't close it when you were done, and again when you wanted the paan sitting in front of me and didn't know how to ask. I don't even need to say your name when I want to get your attention - I turn to look at you, and I have you less than a second later. You walk me back outside to my car, even though your bike waits for you in the other direction. I'm trying to be realistic, to not read into things too much...but I'm right this time, am I not?
You remind me of the ocean, when it's low tide. Hardly anything on your face, but you're probably burning with life inside. I know, the situations in which we meet don't allow you to show yourself too much. And yet, every once in a while, your eyes meet mine and I can't help the smile spreading on my face anymore. Next time we meet, I'm planning to not be so afraid anymore, to just give you a glimpse of how I feel. Will you take me deeper into your ocean too?
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southeast-northwest · 2 years ago
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i never want to let him go.
i want to hold him in my arms, hugging him with all my strength and just be. like that. forever.
no responsibilities, no commitments, no distractions. only the feeling of his body and mine, intertwined for all eternity.
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You're insufferable?? To you maybe, to me that is the love my life right there.
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clumsy-inkspiller · 2 years ago
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I love the time between 3:30 am to 4. It's the perfect time period. Not too early to say morning yet not an extreme night time uk? Just perfect comforting silence♡
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lzyinspce · 4 months ago
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i will never get over being genuinely in love !! soft moments together and slow dancing in the kitchen, gentle forehead kisses and washing each others hair <333 i want to spend my forever in his arms
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noctuadora · 3 days ago
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no thoughts, just... thinking about the way Ekko looks at Powder...
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thedevilsfavoriterose · 2 years ago
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i want kisses and attention so so bad
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euesworld · 2 years ago
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"Her soft soul is such a complex thing, a light that yearns for love as it flirts with her brain.."
With the strength of an army, she yearns for love - eUë
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mybelovedneitherdoyou · 2 years ago
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anyways don't be a stranger
Phoebe Bridgers, Scott Street
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nothanksbi · 7 months ago
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Some days it's easier to act like you're a friend. Even if I accidentally flirt with you while talking to you, it's easy enough to cover up sensibly. You tease me, I tease you back, I challenge you, you declare that I win - and it's easy enough to tell myself: I was smiling because I was winning, because it was fun.
Today is not such a day. Neither was yesterday.
A tinge of longing keeps hanging at the back of my mind, like it's about to fall off a cliff but refuses to just slip and let go. I ask myself, do I long for you or for the satisfaction of having a lover? Do I long for you or for love? Do I long for you or for the version of you I created in my head? Of course, these are questions I've asked myself about the others before you, too. And the answer has always been, "both." I long for a lover that has your kindness, warmth, ready wit. I long for a love that is simple, clear, calm; a love that you seem capable of. I long for the version of you that you show me, the version of you I have seen, the version of you that might just be the version you really are. Maybe I am too desperate, too lonely, too impatient, too enthusiastic, too straightforward...but haven't I always been?
The question is, do you think I'm too much? Or not enough? Or lovely but not equal to the person of your dreams? Or you've simply never seen me that way, even though I told you I liked you all those months ago?
How many more of "you" must I go through, before I find which one is meant to stay? How much longer before I give up and do something I might regret? When does it end? When does it end? When does it end, so my heart can finally be at peace?
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