unrestricted yearning

azia. 30s. she/they. pfp by @lilas.

[coldshrugs]

i'm azia. she/they. 30s. bi and black.

i like a lot of things, and i'm enthusiastic about what i like. expect to see a bit of everything here: videogames, oc content and fanfiction, art, fantasy and science fiction, poetry, social justice, and shitposts. this blog is anti-racist and trans inclusive.

i post a lot about ffxiv and my wol, io laithe.

tags: writing | gpose | io | estinio

[scionshtola]

19? 👀

intimacy prompts

ty Rinny!!

[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while. | cherry x mark (coral island), 900 words

Cherry stepped outside Fishensips, Mark half a step behind her. The door swung shut, cutting off the low din of conversation and the gentle twanging of Theo's guitar. The sky had been clear when they'd gone in for a drink, but some time in the hours since, it had begun to rain.

"It rains more in the summer," Mark said, and Cherry stifled a laugh—she had heard that more times than she could count, the common refrain on every townie's lips whenever a warm summer storm rolled in. He shifted behind her, chest bumping against her shoulder, and a warmth that had nothing to do with the summer evening air rolled through her. "We can go back inside."

Cherry didn't want to go back inside. She turned, stepping close to him, pressing herself further into that something between them, heavy as the humidity that thickened the air, electric whenever their hands brushed, their own summer storm brewing for weeks now, finally making land. She took the risk first—rising on her toes, fingers twisted in the front of his shirt, she pulled his lips down to hers, and kissed him.

His hands found her waist before she could even spare a thought to how he might respond, his lips parting against hers as he pulled her close against his broad chest. She pulled back, grinning into the slight space between them and meeting his eyes, and said, "My house isn't that far."

Mark didn't say anything to that, only looked at her, his eyes dark in the soft lights that decorated the tavern's awning. He might say no, just to be contrary, just to pretend she hadn't pushed past the solitary image of himself he presented to the rest of the world, but—there! The sweet, almost shy smile broke across his features, the one that kept her coming back no matter how disgruntled he was when she arrived. She stepped away from him, holding out her hand, and he laughed, warm and deep, as he grasped it.

"Lets go, adventurer," she said, and pulled him into the rain.

Cherry's back met the solid wood of her front door, and her lips met the warmth of Mark's. He crowded her against the door, his hands hot against the small of her back where they slipped beneath her top. The rain still fell warm and heavy down on them, so she reluctantly freed one of her own hands from the back of his neck and scrabbled for the doorknob. It swung open behind them, and they stumbled through with quiet huffs of laughter. Cherry stepped away to shut the door and cast an eye out for Bubblegum, whose soft hops she could just hear over the rain.

"You have no furniture," Mark said. He sounded amused—she couldn't see his face, but she was sure he had an eyebrow raised.

"I've had a lot on my plate," Cherry said, leaning around him to look into the empty darkness of what should be her kitchen. She'd only been here a few months, and in that time she'd had so much to do—diving work for the lab, clearing monsters out of the cavern, learning to grow crops and build bee houses and tap trees until she had just enough money to buy herself a few chickens and cows. It took time. Besides, had he seen the prices at Joko's furniture store?

She stepped away from the kitchen, pulled her top over her head, and said, "I have a bed."

She laughed as Mark lifted her, lips moving across her neck as he carried her the few feet to the bed. He set her down, surprisingly gentle, and Cherry gripped his shirt again and pulled him down after her, gratified by the weight of him on top of her. Their lips met again, and her hands wandered, rucking up his soaked T-shirt and sliding across the expanse of his back. She sighed against his mouth when he cupped her breast over her bra—she might have worn something prettier, something with lace, maybe, if she'd known they'd end up here, not that he seemed to care—

This time Mark pulled back, leveraging himself onto an elbow so he could look down at her. It was hard to make out his expression in the dark, but there was a gravity to the way he paused, to the part of his lips as he watched her. He said, in a gravelly whisper that rumbled a slow heat through her body, "I've been thinking about this a while."

"Yeah?" He was difficult to read, sometimes, even in the light, but the words struck her as vulnerable, the sweet follow-up without the leave-me-alone that came before. She cupped his cheek, and felt his slight nod more than she saw it. "Me too."

It was the truth. He had spent the last twenty minutes of their date telling her all the reasons he'd make for a bad relationship, a bad partner, and still, she couldn't stop herself from wanting it—him, this, more than one night together. Mark's stolid demeanor broke, as it always did for her, his mouth curving into that shy, sweet smile. She had just enough time to find it cute before he kissed her, and then she couldn't think of anything else.

[depsidase]

[coldshrugs]

@magebastard tagged me to name some fictional characters that remind me of/i project onto my oc so here's a bunch of characters that, when mushed together, resemble alma greene if u squint

tohru honda - fruits basket

penelope garcia - criminal minds

guillermo de la cruz - what we do in the shadows

bonnie bennett - the vampire diaries

max goof - a goofy movie

aggretsuko

agent j - men in black

denise huxtable - the cosby show

frances "baby" houseman - dirty dancing

amanita caplan - sense8

[aquarines]

vampire sucking blood from the inner thigh can be something so erotic and more vampire media needs to get on this train

look at this post with your eyes if you agree

[oncce-againn]

what doesn't kill you will have you naming 5 things you can see.

[urie]

stop calling it a girl dinner and call it by its formal name: Fend For Yourself dinner in an ingredients household

[mimosa-sexypeople-contests-2026]

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Final Round

Senshi (Dungeon Meshi)

Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)

Mr. Ant Tenna (Deltarune)

Remaining time: 1 day 17 hours

Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt

[kristina100000]

unreal spot at 5 am today

[wifegideonnav]

gonna be honest i don’t know how many more ‘enter the 6 digit code we sent to your phone’s i got left in me

[coldshrugs]

do u think mason has an "i'm this clingy" lockscreen ft. alma's thighs? i do

[mr-dinosaurus]

I love reading fanfics where one character is tagged as jealous, but their partner is unlovable to anyone but them. Like.. calm down, sweetheart, no one wants your man. We're still trying to figure out why you want your man.

[thomasmomwell]

there should be a special heart button you can press that's just for when your friend's tags are really good

[salmakiis]

imagine being loved by me

[reeddraws]

A nice, golden forest landscape for today's painting. Daily drawing 2464.

[stargirldotcom]

comments from tiktok user @/sillycicilly’s post

[nevver]

Last light, Mary Mattingly