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goosebelle · 5 months

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nothing in the world belongs to me, but—

#jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #jjk #gojo satoru #geto suguru #oh yah also that ugly red blurred thing in the corner is gojo's finger. you got that one right pal.#nearly fucked myself over while drawing this #btw.#CAN YOU FEEL IT????#THE YEARNING??? THE LOVE IN THE AIR?????#oh yeah look i know gojo's eyelash things are supposed to be white but. IT LOOKED SO BAD #WHEN I TRIED COLOURING IT #so i left it as it was #erm what the hell they dont even have eyelashes!#whoops #oh yeah anyway YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAMD MY VISION!!!!#gojo grinning brilliantly at the camera. what a glorious smile. MEANWHILE. geto is not looking at the camera #instead he gazes at gojo with eyes filled with love and yearnign yadayada #he is SMILING SOFTLY #they are making me homophobic #this is terrible #my art #but either ways thanks a lot mitski!#mylove all mine was the best song i've heard in decades. i'm not even two decades old haha

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wh0re4elliewilliams · 17 days

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this is literally so cute! Imagine baking with Ellie which then turns into a make out session.

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poems-of-a-lover · 1 year

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boys who give tight hugs and refuse to pull away until the other person does first. they have my whole heart.

#i havent had a solid hug in so long u guys i need it like i need air #agh. todays such a day.#idk im very tired i have a lot of thoughts today #mlm #mlm yearning #mlm post #mlm love #gay mlm #trans mlm #mlm blog #t4t #mlm thoughts #t4t yearning

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prince-liest · 2 months

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HAHWHSHEHHDHE. vox manifested in hell in a different body and took the opportunity to MAXIMIZE his gender. he said “what an opportunity to do the MOST” HJauwhhHWHHENEHEHRHRHR. i’m fucking in love with him. and i’m OBSESSED with the idea of alastor unknowingly or knowingly stepping on vox’s toes abt it, vox reacting in an unexpected (bad) way, and alastor getting slapped in the face w the fact that hey, he DOESNT want to make vox uncomfortable in this way. i think he would be extremely unnerved at That little revelation. i think it’d also be exacerbated after they had a whole conversation abt alastors asexuality. what goes around comes around babe….. vox treats you with respect, and you WANT to treat vox with respect!!!!! god i’m gnawing my arm off i LOVE these two (also im aware im making shit up and this isn’t necessarily how ur characters would act/react. just going dululu over here don’t mind me)

You are!!! Really!! Really!!!! Not that far off from the next planned direction of character and relationship development for these two, ahaha. Partly for 666 #6, but especially for 666 #7. Vox has spent a lot of time not really bothering to differentiate from "this is humiliating and disrespectful and that turns me on" and "this is humiliating and disrespectful in a way I actively dislike," largely because it's almost all pretty much been in the former category with Alastor up to this point, but there are a few topics that are automatically in the latter and on top of that unfortunately becoming emotionally closer with someone makes their opinions and actions hit more personally, so... Alastor's "get your shit together" arc coming soon to a theater near you!

Thank you so much, I am So glad you are enjoying yourself!! >:)))

#ask #personal #Anonymous #t #my writing #I love Vox a lot and I yearn to do him justice this is not JUST the Alastor show as much as I also love our favorite demonic deer #666 live on air

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ririchonne · 2 months

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Can someone make a Towl video edit with this fabulous song? Pretty please 🥺

Massive Attack ft Madonna - I want you

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riosnecktattoo · 2 months

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I've been randomly rewatching the vampire diaries fast forwarding through all the boring stuff and Delena still hits so good truly theeee best ship back in the day

#the nostalgiaaaaa of this show #i remember watching it in high school as it aired and texting with my bestie about it every night and talking about it on the school bus #i was originally team stefen cause Ian Somerhalder was just Boone Carlisle to me but that swiftly changed #dont know what i was thinking #damon and elena was prime ship content baby like that's that good shit #he was YEARNING I love a good yearner #the music was so good too #what a silly fun sometimes-so-good show #i havent even got to the delena S3 goodness yet #i cant hear that florence song without picturing 3x19 or whatever that ep is where they kiss by that vending machine #ICONIC

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wulfhalls · 2 months

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so do austin butler and callum turner fuck in masters of the air or do I simply rewatch band of brothers for the 14th time?

#masters of the air #txt.me #obviously ill watch it for callum and despite austin regardless #i heard callum is elevating tortured gay yearning to high art in this #nothing but love and respect for my man 💪

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sollucets · 8 months

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Akkayan or sandray?

this is a mean question and you're bullying me. akkayan

#rowan asks #nonny #look. listen. im Obsessed with sandray #their dynamic is unhinged and it is everything to me. i love their mess and their yearning and the walls between them #their smiles & their little handholds and their pushing and shoving #but you gotta understand akkaye like changed my brain chemistry.#i love sandray but i have related to few characters in my life like i relate to akk pipitphattana #he is nestled deep in my heart and aye is in there deeper for loving him despite it #i adore akkaye they're everything to me #and more i started really participating in this kind of fandom on tumblr and to a lesser extent in my fics because of them #so they've brought me a lot of joy in life this last year #sandray has too! ive made lots of great mutuals and friends during of lead-up and airing #but akkaye are special to me #<3

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kenzan-kiwami · 6 months

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Your malware as requested

Got Damn he really put his entire pussy into that :miku:

#LOVE MALWARE THANK YOU... i will always accept malware in my inbox #from anyone who knows what i mean when i say malware #tumblr mobile sucks and is bad so i can't scrub through or even play it again until i post this so i may edit with more commentary soon #but god i love how much heart everyone puts into these games #(not sega of america)#I ALSO CAN'T READ THE REST OF THE CAPTION beyond 'is mot' so i should definitely just psot this now and worry about speaking my piece later #shishido kosei #audio #gaiden #i yearn for the mines #or. well. masu does #i yearn for them too but i don't think i can post these things from mobile and i'm too cosy in my bed to go back to my computer #anyway noises i make while throwing hanawa in the air like a battered cat toy

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diegohargreeves1989 · 1 year

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Anyone else struggling to watch western media after nonstop consumption of thai BLs (and GLs) No? Just me? Okay.

#watching a show where the two men have obvious chemistry and they don’t kiss like what the fuck #also making two women yearn for each other only to have boyfriends?#like okay I guess #it’s honestly been such a cultural shock #these American shows don’t hit as hard anymore #kinnporsche the series #love in the air series #gap the series #thai bl #thai gl #between us the series #so much more to name but these tags be getting long

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antigonenikk · 1 month

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do i dare//disturb the universe?

words: 1621

chapter 1/?

pairing: eugene sledge/john “bucky” egan

summary: Eugene Sledge and John Egan are both adrift in the wake of the War. They find each other in a small bar in a small corner of Chinatown. And the rest, as they say, is history.

also posted on my ao3: @wintersangels69

"And indeed there will be time

To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”

Time to turn back and descend the stair,

With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —

(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)

My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,

My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —

(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)

Do I dare

Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse."

-The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

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There were certain things he couldn’t do anymore. Certain things he couldn’t take. And one of them was sitting still. After- well, after, there had been talk of sending him back stateside. Buck had headed back to Wyoming soon as V-E Day and went, and Bucky was right behind him. That was, before the goddamned Docs put a stop to it. As they so helpfully pointed out, Buck had had time to recover. Had been fed and watered and was back to looking like a real human being in between his rescue and his transfer back to East Anglia. Not so with Bucky. According to medical personal on base, Bucky wasn’t going to be able to go anywhere for at least six months. See, Bucky was down to 125 lbs, half his teeth had rotted out somewhere between Bremen and Berlin, he had sores all on his feet infected and peeling from frostbite, and to top it all off he had what the Docs were calling “mono-nueropathy of the upper limb” which really just meant that his left arm kept fucking twitching. Wouldn’t goddamn stay still. All of this combined meant that Bucky himself would have to stay still. And for a long time.

It was killing him, honest to God. Buck had given him a sort of sympathetic look before he was set to leave, standing awkward by his bedside. Like he was asking John for forgiveness. For what, he couldn’t be quite sure. For leaving maybe. But it seemed lately like Buck was always leaving. Those last few months marching from one camp to the next, he had started to forget Buck’s face. The color of his eyes. The way his eyebrow would twitch when he thought something was especially funny. All he could remember was the back of his head, gleaming and golden and leaving him. Always, always leaving. But that’s how it was, wasn’t it? With people like him. Unnatural, too loud, too brash, cloying and clinging and desperate for an ounce of human touch or feeling. It never worked. No matter what he did. Whether he was loud or quiet, strong or weak, joyful or stoic. He’d made himself into a million different men between the time of his birth and the time of his discharge from the military hospital, and none of them had ever warranted anything but the back of some poor fucker’s head. He’d had a lot of time to think on that, while recovering. He’d heard the boys in the middle of the night cry out, and he’d try and pace with his stupid fucking feet, and he’d stare out the windows as the nurses fussed over him, and he’d think. About Buck. About Leaving. About Home. About what any of it all meant now that he’d survived. What were you supposed to do, after you had spent years sure you would die, trying desperately to do anything you could to survive? What did it mean to live after all of that? It seemed to Bucky like everyone around him had it figured out. Everyone but him.

He wasn’t pathetic enough to follow Gale to Wyoming. He’d had a letter delivered two weeks before his release about the wedding. And that was great. Real great. He wanted to be angry, but he knew he wouldn’t have come to the thing even if he’d been able to, even if the wedding had been held off until he could walk on his own two feet. They were young, and in love, Gale and Marge, like two fucking little Dresden Dolls, perfect happy life perfect happy family. He would have ruined it anyways. And now there was no place for him. All those nights, the soft brush of a hand in his hair, whispering, love you, Buck, love you, and never once hearing it in return. There was no place for him there. They discharged him in April 1946, after months of grueling recovery and only a handful of letters, and he headed out for somewhere. Somewhere else.

From the top deck of the boat, crowded on all sides, he could feel the breeze in his hair, and it didn’t feel like freedom should have. It just felt like more nothing.

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He was back on Peleliu in the dream, for some reason. Sid was above him, blood leaking from his open mouth. He hadn’t known what to do. He tried to call for a Corpsman, but the words wouldn’t come. He couldn’t move his arms couldn’t move his legs just the oppressive heat drowning him. And then he’d felt fingers in his mouth, and he’d looked up, and there was Merriell, his glacier blue eyes wide with unhinged glee, a knife in hand, tearing out his back molar. He tried to scream, tried to tell him. It’s me. It’s me. But the image shifted. And instead of Merriell it was him, Eugene, grinning at him beneath the pelting rain. He pulled out his own teeth, one by one, his face in an approximation of a smile, laughing, and then-

He woke up silently. He couldn’t help it if he tried. The memory of that noise, the shovel hitting the poor fucker whose name he never learnt, the memory wouldn’t let him ever get to anything but a choked out whine in his sleep. No matter how bad the dreams got. His mind knew, vaguely, that he was back home. But his body was still on that airfield, in the middle of a warm wet hell, saying, “It was him or us.”

He wasn’t gonna be able to sleep. So instead he wandered downstairs, watching the sun rise through the curtains. College, of course, had been a bust. He was technically on break and set to return in the fall, but he knew deep down he wasn’t going back. Couldn’t stand to look in the eyes of people his age and see souls lurking back there. The resentment within him bubbled up each time he saw souls that still lived and breathed and hadn’t been left back with a crying baby in Okinawa. And besides, he couldn't stand their smug indifference, as if any of them knew what it had been like in the thick of it. Half of them hadn’t even served, and the other half kept talking about the European Theatre like it meant something to him. They’d been back home for a year before he’d had an inkling of returning to the waking world, and it showed. While they celebrated Hitler’s defeat he was in a foxhole being shot at, losing his humanity inch by inch.

Part of him wanted to go to New Orleans. To ask why. Why. Why wasn’t he good enough for Merriell? Why did he leave him there, sleeping, on that train bound for Alabama? Part of him wanted to run down the street to Sid and Mary’s house and start screaming at the both of them. “I used to fuck your husband! I used to fuck him! And he left me there without saying fucking goodbye! He didn’t warn me!”

He didn’t warn me. And now it was all too late. He wouldn’t go back to school. And he’d been trying to survive for so long he couldn’t kill himself. And he couldn’t stand the thought of New Orleans and the rejection he’d find there. And going to Sid’s was really just a funny little fantasy, something to indulge in when he was feeling real low and wanted to cry for the sake of crying. There was nowhere left to go, nowhere really. And he couldn’t stay here.

The urge to flee came inside of him and started tapping at the walls of his chest. He had to get out of Mobile. He had to leave, now.

In his room he spent an hour packing the essentials. His Bible from the War tucked into his back pocket. A few changes of clothes. Soap and a razor and a second pair of shoes. A book by Eliot. It was funny. Before the war, he always thought Eliot was a real sop. Could never get into the lilting rhymes. But now, it seemed reading Four Quartets or Alfred Prufrock was the only thing that could get him to calm down when the noise reached unbearable levels inside his own head.

There was only one thing for it, really. New York. The idea called to him, deep in his bones. He could feel it. He could belong in New York. He could be as inverted as he wanted to be and no one would bat an eye if he picked the right neighborhood. He could hide among the faces of strangers and forget that the word sledgehammer existed in the English dictionary. It would be like Peking. Which he had learned to love so dearly. The noise and the beautiful tonal language, the bright lights and the rickshaws. Maybe he’d move to Chinatown even. He knew the language alright, and he’d never felt as at home as when he was dining with one of the host families last winter. Yes. Yes. This would be good. This would be a fresh start.

He left a letter to his parents. He didn’t want to give it more thought than it needed. A swift separation was for the best. It was only a matter of time before they too got sick of him, and sent him to the hospital, having seen the weakness and the black ooze at the heart of him.

By noon he was on a train headed due North, set to run into the open embrace of a new city. Set to run straight into the back of one John Egan.

#fanfiction #cranked this bad boy out at 4am lmaoooo #im dedicated to this crossover pairing now so beware!!!!!#john bucky egan #john egan #eugene sledge #the pacific #masters of the air #post canon au #i love u buck i love u snafu i love u sid but u guys r not in this one !!#i decided to singlehandedly END the yearning train #yearning js out being madly in love with ur boyfriend in new york is IN #they should have been at the club and so im writing them at the club!!! in the next chapter lmao #its going to be giving scudder maurice vibes ok its going to be giving second chance at love love at first sight vibes #i promise ill finish this fic it wont be like my stranger things one

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poems-of-a-lover · 1 year

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kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me ki

#not aimed at anyone im just...........agh #i need a kiss like i need air #slow and gentle and loving and alkjghaslkhglkashgkjHLKJGHSKDJGHKJ #need them to hold the back of my head and tangle their hand in my hair and pull me closer that way #hold onto my waist while you kiss me senseless #pull away after a second to breathe and look at me and smile before immediately pulling me in to kiss u again #AGH. FUCKIN. RIGHT NOW.#i neeeeeeeed a kiss rn before i lose my mind go bonkers off the walls #mlm #mlm yearning #mlm post #mlm love #gay mlm #trans mlm #mlm blog #t4t #mlm thoughts #t4t yearning

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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greater-than-the-sword · 2 years

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The relationship between a girl and the mountains is one that can be so personal actually

#i don’t care about anybody’s Instagram posts about hiking #I don’t even go in for most aesthetic posts or other people’s descriptions of mountains or hiking #it feels like reading other people’s posts about their boyfriend #I love the mountains and waterfall air but it’s MINE and I can’t Yearn for it looking at my phone #no one is allowed to Yearn online about the outdoors except me

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lovelaceisntdead · 7 months

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Feeling gay and foolish once again on this monday evening.

#something in the air today i do not know what it is #i have listened to the origin of love today probably sixteen times. so.#the yearning hours are upon us.

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reinabeestudio · 5 months

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maybe i want him to. to kis—

#AAAAA THE CARBON MONOXIDE HHHOHOHUAAAOOOO ASBESTOS IN THE AIR ALSO HHYAAAAAAAHUAHAYAAAA #evil n fucked up yearning someone kill m #my art #yomiel (sona)#yomiel's love mail

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mr-bazongos · 2 years

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Last night I binged all four currently aired episodes of 'Love in the Air' and unfortunately I have adopted Payu as my own. I love my new bi fuckboy son very much. I am taking him to the batting cages, I am teaching him to tie a tie. My special little trash man has found himself a nice submissive twink and I am clapping my hands with glee eagerly waiting to see how he can possibly fuck this up.

#love in the air #my post #also the transgender haircut yearning is strong with this one

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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Watch the American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 now: https://youtu.be/bWiW4Rp8vF0?feature=shared

The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

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