#hermit yearns

[pininghermit]

This is a long ask but I got inspired 🌟

(This takes place after symphony of the night, where Alucard met reader fighting in the castle and he chooses to not go back to his eternal rest because s/o's sass stole his heart)

Alucard who treats his butch female darling like a princess, like tying her shoes,kissing the back of her hand, tending to her every need and fetching her coat and what not without ever needing to be asked.

Alucard who finds himself wanting to spend all his time with his s/o, wanting to brush there teeth together, cook together...

Alucard who's fiercely protective, even though his s/o can defend themselves just fine but he can't risk losing her, whether it be in death or someone stealing her away.

Whenever s/o is in a room, People needn't look to hard to find Alucard, her personal guard dog.

People don't understand how s/o can have someone who was so cold and aloof wrapped around her finger, truth be told, she doesn't either. What with how when they first met she had told him off for his attitude,(someone likes a gal who takes no sh*t and could kick his ass (0w0))

Sorry for such a delayed response! I suck I know :( but I hope you enjoy it (if you still linger here)

Ohohoho Alucard being whipped for his OP wife *sips tea in pleasure*

He knows you can kick ass. You could be an MMA fighter but you are his precious soft person and how dare anyone even look weird at you.

Annon you are so right with description that I cannot stop thinking about this. Just the gentleness of his every action *i'm soft*.

He will pull a Hua Cheng and not let you step on bloodied/dirty ground. Princess carry you from the mess that very much originated from your actions.

Perfectly peeled apples, crust less sandwiches to challenging people to duel for your honor, this boi is whipped.

In a life where you have been a strong daughter, a brave sister, an enduring captain of guard, only Alucard sees you devoid of the narratives that people have attached to you.

And in the world that sings songs of your valor, you can't help but be swayed by the Dhampir who sees you his beloved. Just you.

Maybe if it were your family, your mentor, or anyone else you would have steeled your heart and avoided the warmth of comfort but with Adrian...you don't. You allow yourself to mellow under his care. To be spoiled with his actions.

"Here all set," you watch Adrian kneel infront of you. The warmth of knitted wool surrounds your kneecap. "Now you won't feel chill even during the hardiest of patrols," your beloved smiles as his hands readjust your pants.

The chill of forest had never bothered you. Crouching for hours as you tracked targets had been a regular task that you did not think twice before taking on. To everyone including you, it was an integral part of your duty.

But Adrian...he knew you better than yourself. The slight stiffness of your knee had been a fleeting annoyance you got rid off with regular warmups.

Yet, it did not escape his notice. Only when you prepared to leave for another patrol did your beloved lead you to a well loved chaise and gently pulled up your trouser.

"Wha-" you wanted to ask him. Bit could not complete your sentence before he took a knitted warmer and wrapped it around your scarred knee.

The warmth of Adrian's touch enveloped your knee. "I scented it with cloves so it would reduce inflammation in case cold triggers pain." Holding his hands in yours, you lean in resting your forehead on his.

Maybe you did not need looking after. You certainly can do without it but you want it when it comes from Adrian. You treasure it. All your beloved's pampering makes you more than a captain or a legend. "Thank you," you whisper it feels blasphemous to be any louder in the moment.

Your hands cup his face and you memorize him with the sincerity of pious morning prayers. Every moment spent without him would pass on the merit of your memories.

Your lips meet his in a kiss. Gratitude, love, and yearning you pour it all in that one parting kiss.

#alucard #castlevania #alucard x reader #adrian tepes #adrian tepes x reader #asks #hermit yearns #seriously this is projecting #house husband au

[yumenosakiacademy]

#he keeps buying so many horns lmao... he has a Horn Addiction. good 4 him tho. thy hermits yearn 4 a soundboard. #hermitcraft #hc s10 #hermitcraft season 10 #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #my edits

[tsukana]

NO SHOT LETS GO!!!!!

Saturday November 18. Set your alarms.

#HBOMB VIEWERS...WE HAVE ASKED AND YEARN AND FINALLY WE RECEIVE #decked out #decked out 2 #hermitcraft #like. all the lifers too but more importantly to me is HBOMB #fuck its so funny the list is all just lifesmp cast plus hbomb #THE H IN HBOMB STANDS FOR HERMIT #skizzleman #jimmy solidarity #joel smallishbeans #lizzie ldshadowlady #martyn inthelittlewood #genuinely even if a qsmp event happens. im. gonna be watching this

[deerspherestudios]

For some reason I imagined Mychael watching Shrek so I made this fanart lol

#mushroom oasis vn #fanart #submission #idk what it is abt this art but it gives off a sweet yearning vibe 😭 /pos #he would unironically love the shrek series fr fr #an isolated hermit living in the swamp/woods going on a quest and returns home with a loyal best friend and a hot wife to boot <3 #and hes green! #he can only dream </3

[fullofcake]

I wish that someone was in love with me or that I was in a relationship but that requires social interaction and I quite frankly barely leave my room so...

#cake thoughts #yearning for love #unfortunately i am quite literally a hermit #i am bad at social interaction #i barely have irl friends #grr why am i like this #it is def my fault for being unapproachable tho so... #like i dont leave my dorm without headphones on fr

[tht1person123]

the achievement hunter fandom fucking slapped when it came to aus. like fahc and specifically the immortal aus? the hybrid aus? the spooky au? all fuckin bangers why dont we do shit like that anymore

#remembered the fucking. immortal aus and starting yearning #the lore people made for them was so fun dude #one that lives in my mind rent free is when they made ray like. one of the first people on earth #‘the original brown man’ #i fucking miss yhag shit man #i want lore around immortality in mcyts. every hermit member is immortal and respawns now no angst jist people dying for fun #the life series is just them getting their bloodlusy out of their systems before going back to their normal lives

[imonthelambbutiaintnosheep]

A perk of feeling like you don't belong nowhere is that going anywhere is such a relief,. An issue? Lemme gtfo to a random place, the freedom of going elsewhere will heal me.

#i yearn for a hermit life #except id i have to interact with ppl for long periods of time #ppl scary i wanna be gud gal for them

[skullinahat]

i sooooo desperately want to dig a hole and live self-sufficiently in there for the rest of my life and not talk to anyone ever oh fuck i just want to be a hermit again

#gabbering #i expeirence this so often i should come up with a term for it #hermit yearning. hermit longing. #going to be in an interesting and embarassing situation tomorrow. auuuuurhghghghg

[silverart-22]

I want to have friends. But people scare me.

#I'm an antisocial hermit that yearns for attention and validation

[pininghermit]

My followers after I make yet another blog after falling into another obsession:

(I miss writing Adrian so much 😭😭)

#hermit lost it long ago #But I yearn to write for Alucard #I think the season 2 Alucard sucked all my inspo

[s1renidae]

"mutuals" this "groupchat" that. where is the love for weird little hermits. where is the appreciation for losers who dont talk to anybody ever

#been using social media for literally a decade and have managed to make maybe 7 or 8 friends total #and i only still talk to like 3 of them #i am just awful at making friends im too awkward and anxious to reach out and when i do i dont know how to keep it going #i just. lurk. and yearn. and mind my business kind of #im like this irl to i have literally no idea how people make friends or friend groups i always feel like an outsider #even around other autistic people i always feel like theres a brick wall between me and everyone else #its fine im fine i love my life im happy like this #im soooooo basement gerardcore #except not talented or motivated at all #weird little hermits rise up #also my post button wouldnt work the first 2 times i tried to post this and i had to reload the page and start over what the fuck

[zenmai--jikake--no--komoriuta]

tfw it's 11pm and you're playing P3R and you get up to 10/4, and just as you get into The Cutscene, your partner decides to jump on voip and play Tekken with his friends very loudly right through it all............ gravitas completely lost, fucken put it in rest mode and I'll replay it tomorrow before work, aaaaaaaa babe you had ALL DAY to do this whyyyyy did you pick right now you loveable asshole hahaha :'>

hrgebfnslfslsj guess I'll get onto all of the stuff on my pc I had put aside until I finished the game, I'm not pleased about it but I guess this is equally my fault for spending half of today in Tartar Sauce doing my powerlevelling.............

I have this major autistic funk where I literally cannot bring myself to play/watch/etc. media I enjoy where there's a part like this with lots of importance/personal meaning if somebody is nearby or in the same room, my brain says NO™ and I struggle so hard to get past it but my god I have tried now that I'm cohabitating with my partner and times like this remind me exactly why I can't and shouldn't (but I also can't wait until he has a day off because we've both taken 2 weeks off starting in two days... I Cannot simply finish the whole game tomorrow lmao)......... if I can't enjoy it at my own pace at night in the right frame of mind with no distractions then I literally can't do it at all and I'll delay it for days if I have to just to meet the "right" arbitrary conditions my dumbass brain sets... it's exhausting but I wouldn't have it any other way (except for if I could force those conditions more often...) because when I DO get to enjoy The Thing then BOY HOWDY do I enjoy it and feel all the things and then it becomes a core memory and I keep recreating the conditions I enjoyed it in the first time even years later and it's so much fun but I can't do it very well nowadays because of living here and it sucks... I feel so constrained like I have to put a lid on my enjoyment all the time down here and I really wish I had my own space again

#kate plays persona #babe I love you but also SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUP COME ONNNN you don't gotta hit the keys that hard #relocated to my pc but I feel bad because I get so agitated every time he starts anger-tapping- #-or getting loud and I don't want to kill his vibe but it's also ruining my evening a bit too #awawawawa I am a hermit who just needs her own soundproof room without other people #nights like this I miss my old room and the good old days back playing p3p a decade ago- #-pulling all-nighters and playing my music out loud and singing quietly at 3am #I YEARN SO MUCH but I cannot do it anymore because this living situation just don't work for it #can I have the boy but just... have a separate house to go to by myself for evenings like this #in this economy???? sad #hrbdksmgjdks ANYWAY my hand hurts from typing on my phone so away I go

[lectern-fullcauldron]

ways to dramatically log back in to hermitcraft after an extended hiatus:

the BdoubleO: spend a week screaming and falling into other hermits' videos to foreshadow your dramatic return

the Keralis: edit a clip from one of your last episodes of season two and then make it seem as if you walked through a nether portal four seasons in the future

the welsknight: snooze in your season six cathedral whilst cub and scar do a magical crystal double act to send cub back in time to retrieve you to the modern day

the ethoslab: get sent to naughty boy, late to the season exile to do hermitcraft catch-up sessions

the mumbo jumbo: log in to your adoring and crying fans rushing to welcome you home (grian and iskall)

the tangotek: bid a dramatic goodbye to the modded villagers that you coded, as they cry and line the way to the nether portal that will lead you back to hermitcraft (someone's gotta go build boombox, after all)

the Docm77: 5 minutes of getting put on blast irl by your wife about your new obsession with tomatoes, before the giant goat statue you built escapes Minecraft to possess you with the endless yearning for the mines, causing you to dramatically exchange hats

the vintagebeef: log in like normal, etho is here. play minecraft with etho :))

the hypnotizd: you're in a branch mine. don't ask questions

#good to reblog #hermitcraft #ethoslab #keralis #bdoubleo100 #welsknight #mumbo jumbo #tangotek #docm77 #vintagebeef #hypnotizd

[save-a-forest-ride-a-bear]

🗒 ꒰⸝⸝₊ General Dating Headcanons ❛ ✧

Featuring: Astarion, Gale, Wyll & Halsin

# Note: content warning for very brief talk of abuse and general trauma back to navigation ´ˎ˗

🌿┊ASTARION

Talk about touch and attention starved. This guy wouldn't know a healthy relationship if it hit him in the face. Whenever you're nice to him or touch him without any innuendo, he's on edge. You must want something from him. Why else would you be doing this? It doesn't make sense.

Speaking of which, touching him out of nowhere usually doesn't end well. He has a tendency to flinch. He cackles and says he just thought he saw a bug, "Silly me," but you both know better than that.

He grows used to it, however. It just takes some warming up to. Eventually, the discomfort fades, replaced by a yearning so strong he swore he felt his heart beat again. When his brain realizes you don't want to hurt him and it's safe to be around you, he starts craving more contact. He's too prideful to ask, but he's not good at hiding it, either.

He loves any kind of compliment, don't get him wrong, but the ones that have nothing to do with his appearance seem to stick more. He's heard every single little praise possible for his face and body — but for his personality? For his mannerisms? If it ever happened before, he can't remember it.

Insists he doesn't like cuddling and only does it because you want to. But the one night you didn't, you woke up to him clinging to you anyway. He said he must've done so in his sleep, completely ignoring the fact elves can't sleep. Deception: critical failure.

Surprisingly protective. If you get hurt during a fight he goes ham on the enemy while yelling for someone else to take care of your wounds right now. He lost everything he had after Cazador — lost even himself to the hands of that sick, wicked man. He can't afford to lose you too.

The relationship started with him trying to manipulate you, sure, but that's not the case anymore. He cares. He genuinely cares for something other than himself for the first time in two centuries, and he's scared you still think you're being tricked by his charms. Again, he's too prideful for constant displays of affection, but he does say "I love you" more often than ever. Maybe if he says it enough times, you'll believe it.

He stares a lot. There's just something so endearing about seeing you in your own little world, oblivious to everything else, or at least oblivious to his gawking. It's the most honest part of you, the most yourself you could be, and he enjoys it from afar.

🌿┊GALE

So needy. You leave him at camp for a few hours and you come back to him acting like he needs to be sent to the seaside for his health. A year of living as a hermit does things to a man's necessities for attention.

Loves your scent. He doesn't share his clothes with anyone (that fabric is expensive, dammit), but he insists you wear them so that they smell like you later.

Despite being a cat owner, he's very dog-coded. Will do things with the sole purpose of receiving praise or kisses from you and gets extremely pouty when he doesn't.

Speaking of kisses, he takes any excuse conceivable to kiss you. Good morning, good night and good luck kisses are very much mandatory. Doesn't even have to be on his lips, he's more than satisfied with a cheek or forehead kiss as well.

He enjoys being taken care of, even if he complains. When you scold him for not sleeping over some ancient tome, he can't help but feel loved. Will return the favour, of course — especially if it comes to food. He's very insistent with the "three meals a day" thing.

Will read to you, there's no way around it. It's relaxing for both of you, so he doesn't see why he shouldn't. He also says he can pay attention better to the text when he says it out loud, anyway. You having your head on his lap as he does it is merely a bonus.

🌿┊WYLL

If this man has any flaw, it's that he's always trying to make every moment you spend together perfect and forgets to just lay back and enjoy himself. Even then, he only does it because of how much he loves you.

The last romantic! Goes all out with dates and gifts — fancy restaurants and the biggest bouquets you've ever seen. Money is no object when it comes to you. Truly a good old-fashioned lover boy.

Definitely has a saviour complex — the type to say "I can fix them" unironically. He just loved you and wants you to be okay, and if he has to drag you there himself he will.

Will go on rants about how smitten he is with you and how perfect you are on a daily basis. If you have to leave for the day, he'll write it as a love letter instead.

Always holding you close, but there's no possessiveness to it. It's a display of affection, not ownership. He's yours as much as you are his.

Loves taking showers together. Not for any sexual reason (though he wouldn't complain if things ended up going down that path), he just finds it incredibly intimate and genuinely enjoys washing your hair for you.

You're not just another romance to him — you're the love of his life, the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with, if the gods allow it.

🌿┊HALSIN

Despite the whole "Desire flourishes wherever it finds purchase" thing, he genuinely doesn't see himself falling for anyone else as he did for you. It's nice to know he could still indulge if he wanted, but for now, he doesn't.

Loves having his hair played with. There's just something so soothing about it. Or maybe it's his wild shape talking, asking for pets. We'll never know.

Always finds an excuse for you to sit on his lap. Again, not for sexual reasons, he just likes wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your head or shoulder.

Even though he isn't one for commitment, he has a constant, extremely severe case of baby fever. He obviously wouldn't push you if you're not ready, but he does make his sentiments on the matter known.

Stepping dangerously close to smut territory with this one, but he loves how small you are compared to him. The way he engulfs you entirely when he hugs you or how your hand disappears under his as he holds it — it's endearing to him.

I cannot go without mentioning how good his hugs are. Like, seriously. He's so warm and gentle but still strong and it makes you feel safe. It's the best thing in Faerun.

Loves how you look like wearing his clothes. It ties into the size difference thing, since they just look huge on you. Also, much like Gale, he has a thing for your scent, so there's really no downsides.

#bg3 #bg3 x reader #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 x reader #astarion x reader #gale dekarios x reader #gale of waterdeep x reader #wyll ravengard x reader #halsin x reader #bg3 headcanons

[diagnosedpsychosis]

Love At First Sight- Jake Seresin

Contains: A little bit of weight/body insecurity from reader, shy/coward jake, just as shy reader, fluff

Description: Jake's been acting a little differently cause he's taken an interest in you and doesn't want you to think he's a jerk. All the while he's too nervous to make a move.

Word Count: 1.4k

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Jake didn't know what had come over him so hard that the confident man he was just weeks ago, had been replaced with a coward. He noticed it. His teammates noticed it. Even the bar regulars noticed that suddenly one of the cockiest, loudest, most outgoing men in San Diego had turned into a borderline hermit.

His regular game of darts with Javy had become a once in a blue moon activity. His teasing of Bradley, Bob and Nat ceased the moment they were finished work for the day. Even the usual 6 or 7 beers he'd pound down after a long day had reduced to 2 or 3 at the most.

He had an instinct of knowing when someone was looking at him, like his teammates and would meet their eyes with nothing but a bored stare before they'd look away not wanting to be bummed out by his mood. If only they knew that wasn't how he was feeling at all.

Even tonight, as Jake sits in a corner booth at the Hard Deck, his beer turning warm in his hand, his mouth and the rapid thud of his heart almost betray his exterior as he stares at you across the bar. You're talking to Penny, the easy smile on your face enough to make the corner of his lips twitch as he sits still, imagining all the things he'd say to you if he only had the courage to get off his ass.

Then he feels eyes on him and looks away, shooting a hard look in Javy and Reuben's direction. They both whirl around, turning their backs to him and then he's back to looking at you.

"He looking again?" Penny mumbles, leaning over the bar and grinning up at you. You've been caught glancing around the room again as to not make it obvious you were staring right back at the handsome blond.

"Mmm" You hum, biting on the inside of your cheek to try and stop yourself from grinning like a fool. You glance around again, eyes moving swiftly over him and onto the next person despite the desperate yearning in your chest, begging you to look at him again.

"I don't know why you don't just go and talk to him" Penny leans forward, lowering her tone so that there isn't a chance another guy in uniform hears the exchange. You whine, bouncing your foot like you were trying to get rid of a cramp.

"Have you met me? I'll take two steps and sweat my face off" You've never been overly confident and you had High School to thank for it. It didn't matter that it's been a decade since you graduated, growing up an overweight girl and not dropping the weight until you were in your 20's made you overly receptive to judgement.

You felt better now, more confident and happier, but because you didn't get to experience that bittersweet 'teenage love', you weren't really sure how dates and interest in people being reciprocated worked. Slowly losing weight late when everyone was getting boyfriends, or pregnant or even married didn't help either.

You'd noticed guys flocking to your pretty, skinny friends on nights out, and despite how beautiful your friends promised you were, your weight was the first thing they saw. If you smiled their way you were just the sweet, chubby girl that looked like she'd drank a whole bar empty and didn't know what was in and out of her league.

You'd never really had experience talking to guys, your Dad and brother not included, so the fact a ridiculously handsome man in uniform, that you're sure never would've spared you a glance when you were bigger, had been staring at you for weeks now, made you beyond nervous to make eye contact with him, let alone talk to him like Penny has tried to convince you to do for a while now.

"Well hey, if he doesn't love your nervous sweats then he doesn't deserve you" Penny tried to make you feel better, squeezing your arm before standing back up straight to fix a couple orders from some guys at the end of the bar. Your smile slowly falls from your face and internally you curse at yourself for not having the courage to even just go and say hi.

What you don't realise is Jake's doing the same, beating himself up for becoming so darn weak that he can't stand up, take a deep breath and walk over to you. Flying planes and risking his life were easy, but talking to a pretty woman he's been coming to the Hard Deck every day for 3 weeks purely with hopes of even just seeing? He felt like he couldn't breathe.

But then he watches your exchange with Penny, his heart beating twice as hard when for the first time in 3 weeks he watches the smile he's come to adore slowly fade from your face when Penny turns her back to you. He notices your heavy exhale and the drop of your shoulders. He notices you running the tip of your index finger around the rim of the glass in your hand that you're yet to take a sip of. He notices the slight crease of your eyebrows when you gnaw on your lip, and suddenly... he's never wanted to lift someone's mood so desperately before.

He doesn't give himself even a second to talk himself out of making his way to you, the need to see your smile again all too consuming.

Whatever's on your mind has your full attention, that even when the guy you've been watching for the last 3 weeks sits down on the stool beside you, his knee grazing yours, you fail to notice and keep tracing your finger around the rim of your glass.

Jake didn't know what the hell to say that didn't make him come across as an obsessed stalker, so he tried a humorous take instead. "You know, I almost wore that exact same top today. How embarrassing would that have been if we matched?"

His voice floats right into your ear and you turn your head, sucking in a sharp breath when you realise the person that's just spoken to you, is the same person you're making yourself insecure over. You open your mouth like a goldfish, not knowing what to say as you're still trying to process the fact he's finally spoken to you, before closing your mouth again.

You look down at the obviously very feminine top you paired with plain jeans, and finally his words sink in. Your lips curve up and the moment of internal terror Jake had as you stared at him in silence, washed away.

"Only embarrassing if you pulled it off better than me" Jake's mouth pulls up into an easy smile as he stares right back at you, both completely oblivious to the group of pilots watching the exchange in surprise.

"I find it hard to believe anyone could" The flirtation rolls of Jake's tongue and he can't help grin at the sight of your cheeks flushing as you turn your head away from him slightly, looking ahead. Jake's eyes bounce over your features up close and he wonders how somebody could look so beautiful from afar, and even more mesmerising up close. He regret's not talking to you the second he saw you.

"I'm Jake" He blurts the words, almost like he can't contain them any more. The longer he goes without properly introducing himself and learning your name, the more desperate he becomes to know anything and everything about you. You look back and his eyes are immediately drawn to your lips as they curve up in the most beautifully natural smile.

Sure, he's wanted to kiss you since the moment he spotted you, but right now, as he stares at your mouth and the faint dimple poking at your cheeks, he's never been more content seeing another person happy in his life.

"Y/n" You reply softly and immediately your name is carved and filled with pure liquid gold, in Jake's heart. His heart beats to the letters of your name in morse code. His eyes fill with so much hope as he stares at you, like finding out your name is the greatest gift he could've ever gotten.

And as you stare right back at him, he wonders if telling you he's in love with you before even the suggestion of a first date is too soon.

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My first Top Gun: Maverick short. Hope it was okay <3

#jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake seresin fanfiction #hangman top gun #top gun hangman #hangman x reader #hangman imagine #hangman fanfiction #top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine

[feral-ballad]

Cristina Peri Rossi, tr. by Diana P. Decker, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; from “Evohé”

[Text ID: "tired of the flesh, / its tremblings and yearnings, / like a hermit, / I took refuge in words."]

#cristina peri rossi #yearning #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #typography #poetry collection #poetry in translation