#yearning tonight guys

[happybird16]

Suddenly yearning to have Levi wash my hair

Just imagine Levi, with gentle hands and a soothing touch, carefully wetting your hair with warm water, ensuring it’s thoroughly saturated. You find yourself lounging back in the bathtub, one that Levi thoughtfully prepared for you, and he sits by your side, always eager to serve despite his gruff exterior. The steam fills the air, creating an atmosphere of relaxation and indulgence.

As Levi’s long, slender fingers work their way into your scalp, you can feel the perfect amount of pressure being applied. Each fingertip seems to possess a unique ability to relieve tension and melt away stress. His touch is a harmonious blend of soothing and invigorating, coaxing your senses into a state of tranquility. The gentle graze of his perfectly trimmed fingernails against your skin sends waves of delight through your body, evoking a pleasant shudder that courses through you, reminding you of his capable hands.

Levi’s attention to detail is impeccable. With utmost care and precision, he ensures that every strand of your hair is thoroughly lathered and cleansed. His fingers move in slow, circular motions, massaging your scalp and spreading the lather evenly, creating a truly indulgent experience. The scent of the shampoo fills the air, adding to the sensory delight.

As you close your eyes, the weight of the world seems to lift off your shoulders, and the outside world fades away. With his nails purposely dragging along your scalp, a sensation of pure bliss washes over you, causing all your muscles to become limp and lax. In that moment, all the stresses of the world melt away, leaving you with a deep sigh of relief. The tension in your body dissipates as Levi’s touch continues to work its magic.

Amidst this serenity, Levi’s voice resonates with depth, adding another layer of comfort to the experience. “You better not fall asleep again. It’s like you want me to carry you to bed,” he playfully remarks, his gentle words acting like a soothing lullaby. The melodic quality of his voice blends harmoniously with the warm water enveloping your senses, creating an otherworldly sensation of pure relaxation. The rhythmic flow of water and the soft hum of Levi’s voice combine to form a symphony that transports you to a place of complete tranquility. It feels like heaven—pure heaven.

#levi x reader #levi/reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #tay's.drabbles #soft and fluffy #yearning tonight guys #levi fluff #levi x reader fluff #this post is basically self care #attack on titan #levi

[poems-of-a-lover]

fuck i need a sleepy makeout desperately. hands in hair and legs intertwined and pulling each other closer so we're still touching somehow no matter what. keeping the kisses sleepy and slow and gentle but still barely pulling away except to get little breaths so we can keep going. falling asleep clinging to each other. finally feeling safe in the company of another person.

#can u guys tell i have thoughts tonight #mlm #mlm yearning #mlm post #mlm love #gay mlm #mlm thoughts #t4t #trans mlm #mlm blog #t4t yearning

[stevebabey]

❤️🔥 hiiiii!! here to request a number 23 from prompt list 1: “fumbling with their hand as you tell a story.” i feel like you’d make it so soft and sweet <3

can u tell i was feeling so bad when i started writing this <3 nothing bout this prompt says angst but low nd behold, here's some hurt/comfort !! thank u for requesting alice m'dear :") this is like extra for u considering how sweet u are to me <33 1k+

It’s terribly late.

Really, the both of you should’ve wandered upstairs to bed at least an hour ago. There’s work tomorrow, early for you, less so for Steve, but it’s work all the same. He’ll grumble in the morning like he always does, tired and yawning all through his morning coffee.

Despite knowing this, Steve doesn’t even think of suggesting to turn in soon. Not when it’s one of these nights. 

Sometimes, Steve finds it takes gentle coaxing to get you to unwind from your day. When you spend so much of the day tense, reining in reactions and biting your tongue, he knows it takes more time, more touch. It’s worth losing the sleep, staying up to talk it out. Worth it to know he’s giving you peace of mind. That he can protect you from even restless nights.

Most of the time, you won’t even realise you’re wound up — it’s impossible to sift through feelings when all you feel is down. It’s not until after Steve’s worked his magic that you can tell how long the day has really been. When the stress leaks out of your shoulders and you slump into him like a puppet with its strings cut.

It’s one of those nights tonight.

You’re up on the kitchen counter. How you ended up there is lost in the haze of your tired night. You faintly recall tumbling through the door, somehow after Steve even though you started work before him. Overtime is a bitch.

Between then and now, you’re certain you’ve managed to shovel some food into you but mainly, you’ve been watching Steve fuss about the kitchen. To you, there’s no better remedy that the sight of your lover.

He’d already made dinner by the time you’d gotten in the door, some simple pasta dish, cheesy and delicious. He’d insisted on doing the cleaning up as well, seeing your low-lidded eyes and curled in shoulders. The fatigue rolls off you in waves. It makes Steve’s heart ache in an awful way.

So, he had kissed you sweet and ushered you up onto the counter, his warm hands helping under your thighs when you’d groaned and barely made a move to jump up. He mumbled something soft into your hair, ‘my tired, sweet girl’, and sealed it in with a kiss.

It had been soothing just to watch him, sleeves rolled up while he scrubbed at the soapy dishes. Rinsing the plates and working instinctively, letting the story about his own day come out in quiet rumbles, just letting you listen. You hum from time from time to let him know you’re listening, even if you feel a bit hollow.

But now, dishes done, Steve’s onto his most important job — drawing out the burdens of the day from his you. The cups of tea he’s fixed for both of you are beside you on the counter, long forgotten. Steam stains the air, just a hint of peppermint. 

Steve’s moved between your legs, hips leaning against the counter. He’s close enough that an inch forward and your head would rest against his collarbones. One hand sits on your knee, feather-light touches of his thumb against your skin. The other is held between yours, letting you fumble with it as you talk. Your hands work his fingers, playing with it idly as you talk.

“Yeah? And what’d she say?” He asks, voice low and head tilted to show he’s listening. 

“Y’know, just the usual. It wasn’t what she said, just like,” You sigh wearily, drawing a line down the middle of Steve’s palm with your finger. Your eyes stay fixed on your motions, his hand in your own. Your voice is smaller than you intend as you try to recall the rude memory of your manager today. “The way she said it? I don’t know, does that even make sense?”

“It does,” Steve assures, his hand giving your knee a quick squeeze. When your head remains bowed, still fiddling with his hand, Steve flips it over, his hand covering both yours to still your fidgeting.

“Hey,” He says, soft. His head ducks low, trying to catch your eyes. It’s alarming to see a sheen in them, glossy in a way he knows means tears. Something tears in his heart, his concern doubling in an instant. “Sweetheart, woah, woah, hey.”

You let out a pathetic sniffle and that’s all it takes for Steve’s instincts to kick in, pulling his hand out of your grip to bundle you into his arms. You cave, crumbling into his chest and burying your face away — one of his hands cradles the back of your head, loving strokes along your scalp. The other provides consoling sweeps along the curve of your spine. It all really just makes you want to cry harder.

“S’okay,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss into the side of your head. It’s warmth seeps into your skin, a silent comfort through your tears. "It's okay, honey."

It feels so utterly stupid to fall apart over something so little, just a bad day that’s crept under your skin, made its home in your nerves. It feels unbearable, trying to unwork it from your blood. You’re not sure how long you cry, just that Steve’s there the whole time.

When you finally pull back, shuddering breaths, Steve’s fingers make quick work to wipe your tears. Calloused fingertips that sweep across your under-eyes, tender and kind.

There’s a light kiss against your forehead, another against your damp cheek, gentle as ever. Steve doesn’t speak, his eyes just searching your face — though you can’t tell what he’s looking for. You’re too dead tired, exhausted by your own emotions, to give any semblance of a smile, even though you feel a bit better now.

“Bed now?” He suggests, voice soft and low. The clock on the wall ticks loudly in the lull of words, a reminder of how long ago you both should’ve been asleep. You nod, pitiful and small. Steve trails the both of you upstairs, sets out your pajamas while you brush your teeth, then waits in the bathroom doorway til you’re done.

It’s close to midnight when you both finally crawl into bed. Steve’s arms are around you the moment you’re beside him and you find immense comfort with your head against his chest. The echo of his heartbeat plays like a lullaby beneath your ear.

“Sorry for keepin’ you up.” You whisper in the dark.

Steve’s arms tighten around you. He shifts around for a moment, then his hand sweeps back the hair off your forehead, and he gives a soft kiss there. It lingers for a few seconds, and when he pulls back, he snuggles closer, resting his cheek atop of your head.

“M’sorry you had a bad day.” He counters. You know he means it completely.

“I love you,” the words slur a bit, feeling yourself already dropping off closer to sleep. It’s impossible not to when you’re this warm and this damn tired.

You’re asleep before you hear his response but it doesn’t matter, you heard it in every kiss, know it from every sweet gesture and moment of the evening. He loves you, and he takes care of you. The sleep is a peaceful one.

#me this whole piece #KIND LOVING TENDER SOFT GENTLE #can u tell what i was yearning for #😩 #she can still write ! #guys i might have covid :/ #these thoughts just pouring out tonite #well hopefully someone enjoys this LMAO #ruby writes steve #steve harrington #steve x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington blurb #stevie blurb! #ruby's very own tour of hawkins #hopefully i can do ANOTHA tonight #cos i aint got no work tomorrow #and as long as i dont feel too shit

[moregraceful]

one time my mom told me that our young neighbors loved our persimmons so much that they decided to plant some trees of their own. so they planted four persimmon trees ☠️

#OH YOU SWEET SUMMER CHILDREN LMAO #we have two trees planted in 80s. they put out conservatively at least 300 persimmons each. maybe more #FOUR PERSIMMON TREES #fuck around and find out of ALL time #<- says the guy who is inheriting a house with 14 different fruit trees on the property #i feel real fear when i think about my future sometimes #not bc i am afraid of growing old. but bc i am afraid of the amount of gardening i will be doing #but like what am i gonna do - cut down the persimmon trees? those trees are my family. all the fruit trees are my family #anyway if any of you are like should i plant 1-4 persimmon trees? NO just COME TO MY HOUSE i will GIVE YOU THEM FOR FREE #fresno oilers.txt #feelin real chatty tonight but i was just at church for 5 hours and am trying to recover from the yearning #so i can get started editing my fth fic #i got stuck in traffic while going to church tho and untangled a motif that was driving me crazy so i'm feeling MUCH better abt it #and we stay silly above it all

[mothirl]

Watching the darjeeling limited for the first time . I want jack whitmans feet in my mouth .

#erm i mean who said that. #who said that you guys #jack whitman #nsfw? #the darjeeling limited #i genuinely want all three of them. at the same time #Drunk and yearning for mr schwartzman tonight.

[hangmanapologist]

I see Rhett and I want him to call me names and spit on me. I see Bob and I wanna give him the world.

BECAUSE LOOK AT HIM?

Oh to have our glasses knock off each other’s while we try kiss :(

#guys I know I promised thots but the yearning is just so so bad tonight #I want him #bob floyd

[lavend3r-stardust]

You never knew that something could be more vast and beautiful than the moon hanging in the sky, and yet here you were, gazing into their eyes as they traced over your every scar and blemish, taking all of you in like it was the first time they met you . . . so they'd never forget you. You wished you could drown in them, for they were almost as alluring as the sea

#shira's gonna dream so good tonight; dream of them both :')) #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #txt post #txt #desi queer #queer shenanigans and all that #queer solace #pining and yearning and longing my guy #shira talks #romantic academia #academia aesthetic #dark academia #light academia #desiblr #desi tag #desi tumblr #desi #soft love #safe love #domestic bliss #queer #bi #bisexual #queer love #queer longing #queer pining #queer yearning #shira is desperate for her crushes to notice her lmao #shira is pining hard atm

[vampyruic]

do any beautiful women want to enter my life so we can have an awkward cute romance where we figure ourselves and each other out and be lame together and experience a love we never got the chance to in adolescence. any ladies interested

#who want me #sorry for general yearning on main tonight guys. usually i’m not super romantic but like idk #i’m bad at wording things also so u all get what i mean #queue post that’s like ‘can i be vulnerable for one second or will i be shot’ #anyways i promise i’m really cute and i have soft hair and i’ve been told im funny sometimes. please review my application

[transbuck]

wont someone lay on top of me while we watch tv together

#im yearning tonight guys #atlas.txt

[hyperfixatinglove]

Important post to say I love Jesse's buzzcut

#tough guy with gauntlet #musings #i am yearning tonight lads!!!!

[poems-of-a-lover]

boys??? with accents????? who are just out there not kissing me??????

#u guys can bully me all u want but i have such a soft spot for southern accents #idk what it is. it just. agh i love it. #ive lived here my whole life so i cant tell if i have an accent but ive heard that i do #michigan accent <3 #ANYWAY. FUCKIN ACCENTS. KILL ME. #it drives me crazy u have no idea #i have so many thoughts tonight im losing it #mlm #mlm post #mlm yearning #mlm love #gay mlm #trans mlm #mlm blog #t4t #mlm thoughts

[muppetsnoopy]

its my borthday :]

#im TWENNE TWO #im told this is the taylor swift birthday so to celebrate im gonna spew 700 tons of carbon #just. outta me. like a fountain :) #anyway yearning and aching and nostalgia my beloveds happy birthday to u guys too #birthdays just feel Weird innit #my bf is taking me for v fancy dinner tonight tho and then my papa is coming to visit on the weekend #huzzah #molly speaks

[moregraceful]

i was gonna watch the vgk-dal game to bandwagon the stars but then i realized that if i have to see hertl in that jersey even once it's literally my last day, and also mike grier's last day, on planet earth, so.

#KELLY MCCRIMMON I HOPE THE CEILING FAN FALLS ON U #pulling a dq and telling people to just throw me off a bridge honestly #i usually try to have a value-neutral position on teams idc abt but the hertl trade made me blacklist every possible variation of the #team's name and lb and every associated tag so. sorry. lol coming out of my cage and i'm not doing fine #i wrote robo/nick s instead #2.3k and nothing happens in it #they literally go drink boba and yearn for manju but the manju shop is closed #also have been given some valuable feedback. there are cities in which people recognize hockey players in the wild?? that happens in #quebec??? god imagine seeing and recognizing nick suzuki in the grocery store i would just leave #imagine seeing a shark in the grocery store i would not even notice i'd just be like get out of my way you're blocking the kombucha #so i have to do some rewriting anyway bc a chunk of the fic is like has nick suzuki ever been recognized in his life. answer: yes!!! #i assume robo is not being recognized by non-hockey fans anyway lol dallas has american football baseball and basketball #the city got other concerns #i always laugh when canadians are like isn't hockey one of your big four sports 🤨 #i'm like. tiers of american sports: 1: college basketball and college football. 2: football basketball and baseball. 2.5: hockey #u could put connor mcdavid in a grocery store and people would be like get this guy's ass out of the fruit section he's killing the vibe #i spent 20 hours at church over the weekend guys and i refused to read or answer a single email from anyone associated with church #all day bc i was like i need a break from you people. but people started texting me instead i was like .... #didn't read or answer those either lol #i was gonna refill a queue tonight but a i just spent 45 minutes on these tags b i saw a picture of trea turner that got me in my 🥺 #c was writing a touching tribute to manju and hot guys of which there are none in san jose (hot guys. there's plenty of manju #in san jose) #and now i am like. am i crazed enough to have an opinion on 150 posts in one hour?? #let's find out lmao #fresno oilers.txt

[daily-whistlepaw]

daily whistlepaw until tri becomes PoV day 504

#Warrior Cats #whistlepaw #WindClan #medicine cat apprentice #i feel weird. today was my last exam (english) and i don't have to go to school tomorrow (i'm going friday to help with organising something #for the proclamation of the older students #but this was also the last time i really got to see one of my friends #we were friends for about 6 years now and she was my closest friend #we hung out around our school buying some shit and having some fun #but next year she's chaning schools #i have one year left before i'm done with that school myself but it still feels weird #and now that's it's summer break it's weird #a total stop from the last 10 hellish months #something i desperately yearned for but now that it's here i feel weird #i'm also somewhat stressing for my exams #because while i'm pretty sure everything is going to go fine i can't be certain and i still feel a bit of fear that i won't pass to next yea #*year #yeah i feel weird and i'm tired and i have a headache i'll go sleep early tonight i think #anyways goodnight guys <3

[ikusayu-no-hana]

the thing ab this mango season is that my family started it off with buying a reasonable amount of mangoes (some unripe so we can have some freshly ripened ones each day) each week at the market. and then yesterday two wooden crates of ratnagiri alphonsos, each having 5 dozens in them, spawned in the kitchen corner. literally in what situation do we need 120 mangoes for a house with three and a half people !!!!!

#plus thjs year we're not even going to my hometown where we'd keep some extra for relatives coming over #stg theres only one popular mango dish when u wanna get rid of a lot of them at once and i get tired of it so quickly #what ever happened to the yearning. the exquisite limitedness of a guy that only drops by for a few months. #hate excess theres not enough space in this house for 120 mangoes and myself #purrsonal #i think an uncle's gonna come over tonight to tale away one of the crates #in the meantime two chairs have been occupied for the setting & drying of mango barfi

[tolkpopfan]

I’m afraid that my feelings of guilt about being really interested in good looking guys are valid feelings and not just internalized misogyny from living in a society where men are allowed to be really attracted to people based on appearance and women are not.

#am I shallow? #I don’t know #I ‘admit’ to people that I am to get them off my back for liking cute guys #and I feel guilty about being attracted to celebrities I don’t know #and I feel guilty about yearning to know them based on this attraction #and I feel guilty about hoping for things that I rationally know will never happen #idk #we’re just feeling guilty tonight #and of course to top it all off #there’s the bisexual guilt about having a very strong preference for people of the ‘opposite’ gender #and the genderqueer guilt of not wanting to detach yourself from your assigned gender even if it doesn’t fit quite right