#can you tell I'm touch starved

[iguessmyfishisgay]

I want a hug from Azu. Like, that would be just a really good, soul-healing hug

Also Hamid, Hamid's hugs would just make you feel so seen and cared about

#can you tell i'm touch starved #i need cuddles and a good cry #rqg #rqgaming #rusty quill gaming #rusty quill #rqg azu #rqg hamid

[definitionsfading]

legitimately dreamed about making out with brian tyree henry in my high school gymnasium (!?) last night......truly wild and alarmingly comforting in practice lmao. like hold me some more, large and safe man

insane how my priorities in fucking bullet train fandom are so skewed from the norm. most of these people want aaron taylor johnson to step on them and spit in their mouth and I'm over here dreaming about brian tenderly hugging me like we're in a 2000s romcom 🥴 

#brian tyree henry #if he's gay shhhhhh my subconscious only cares about being enveloped by large man #at one point he held me against his chest and I could feel his voice vibrating when he talked oh my goddd #can you tell I'm touch starved

[toastedjeans]

When you hold hands/paws with your plushies cause you're too touch averse and/or anxious to hold hands with another person

#toast talk #typing this as i lie in bed holding plush peppinos hand #can you tell I'm touch starved #like. i wish someone would hold me but i know exactly if there was a real person here I'd be uncomfortable #vent-ish? #oh plushpino we're really in it now

[euthymiaaa]

— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪

i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D

pushing strands of their hair out of their face

brushing the dust of their clothes

wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)

briefly tracing the lines of their palms

patiently helping them put their shoes on

teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie

nose boops

comparing hand sizes

accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object

gentle massages for their shoulders

delicately putting your hand on their back

playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist

ever so light forehead pecks

#imagine your otp #otp prompts #dialogue prompt #otp ideas #fluff #romance prompts #writing scenarios #fluff prompts #soft prompts #physical affection #physical affection prompts #can all of you tell i'm touch starved LOL

[itsgrimeytime]

When you need to be held... || Rick Grimes (TWD)

It wasn't long before the lamp by his bedside turned on -enveloping just a corner of the room in a yellow gaze, and blue eyes fixated on you.

"Hey," you whispered, in the dark of the bedroom -it wasn't yours, and you kind of felt like you were intruding but... you didn't know where else to go.

"Hey," suddenly, he seemed more awake, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and sitting up -concern furrowing his eyebrows together. The blanket (a white duvet) fell below his chest, and you saw the surge of skin there and felt somehow even more embarrassed, "-everythin' alright?"

You opened your mouth to respond, eager to explain yourself -instead, your eyes flickered to the window where the night sky was beginning to light up and guilt grounded your words to a halt.

"This is so stupid. Look, I'm sorry I'll-"

Rick was quick to cut you off, the gruff nature of his voice only exaggerating with the sleep slur, "No, no, it's not. I can... I can tell it's not. You wouldn't be here if it was."

You pursed your lips, the weight of your shoulders heavy as you stood in the doorway -hesitating, "I don't... Are you sure?"

"I wanna know," he was fully sat up now, awake and aware, "-if you wanna tell me."

"There's nothing to tell, I just... Shit-" you were rambling, your face turning a damning shade of crimson -afraid to voice what exactly you came here looking for.

It wasn't like it was unfounded, you and Rick had this... thing. You were dancing around it -letting him do things at his pace, and it was slow. Not that you minded, and normally, you'd be fine. It was just dawning on you that maybe it wasn't the same for him, maybe the slowness was a sign all on its own. Your thoughts had only spiraled from there. But this night... you'd taken a leap.

"Y/N, baby," he spoke (that was new), rubbing at his tired eyes with a sort of grin that sent butterflies to your stomach, "-I can't help if ya don't tell me what's wrong."

And without warning, it bubbled out of your throat -open and vulnerable, "I'm just lonely."

His look from that wasn't one you could read, everything was still new between you two after all. And the surge in your stomach of anxiety at his silence wasn't exactly helping; still, you waited, almost expecting him to quickly ignore what you'd said without so much as another thought.

"I'm sorry," you continued -before you could think much of it, "-I just... It's stupid, but I was just thinking if I'd ever been held. Like if anyone had, you know, held my hand, or cared for me in a way that didn't need words. It's been so long and I just thought- Well, I assumed which isn't fair to you-"

"Sweetheart," he was whispering now, the low tone fitting for the intimateness of the space -you could see his clothes from the day strewn on the floor and a few stray bottles of shaving cream on the bathroom sink just out of the corner of your eye (it was so him, you felt dizzy), "-there's nothin' to be sorry for. C'mere."

"Rick, you don't have to-"

"Look at me," he spoke, motioning you to his side -effectively stunting your train of thought, "-it's not a burden to help. It's fuckin' far from it, actually."

"Rick."

"Y/N."

"You don't-" you paused, stopping your voice in its tracks, and just looked at him. He was looking at you in a way you'd just barely gotten used to recently, eyes fuzzed over in that affectionate way, and he'd folded back the blankets delicately. The pillow was untouched, it was... like he had waited for this moment. And maybe he had.

"There it is," he spoke, a warm smile smoothing across his lips, "-you get I want you here now?"

"You..." you trailed off, it felt so new, and yet every fiber of your being somehow felt natural -why had you waited so long?

Your next few steps were slow and unsteady, as if he'd jump up and tell you to scram like an old man in a cartoon -which was quite the picture now that you thought of it. Sinking into the bed, you relaxed there -trying to soak in the well... Rick all around you.

Before you could even move, he pulled up the cover over you -the rush of his woodsy scent flying over you in what felt a bit like a warm hug. As if testing it out, he pressed his hand against your waist -brushing his fingertips up and down your side. It was gentle, careful, an opening -he was asking you.

"What do ya need from me?"

There was a spark of embarrassment there -thrumming under your quick heartbeat, but it was quieter, "Just... hold me."

"Okay," he whispered, not needing any more direction than that.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your temple -languid and slow. But the movement was right then, it felt as if he was treasuring you. His hands gently brushed over your shoulders -leaving goosebumps in his wake, and then the pads of his fingers detailed the curve of your nose, traced your eyebags, and fluttered over your lips.

You laughed, a bit astonished at the situation you were in, but he was undeterred -other than the smallest of smiles blooming on his lips at the noise.

Rick leaned forward, slowly, kissing your forehead before dipping to the right cheek and then left -his stubble leaving a pleasant buzz among there. It was like a sign he'd done it, a little aftershock -keeping you grounded.

You hummed, a bit out of natural instinct and he bit out a laugh from it -a pleased one like he'd done something he was proud of.

His hands found a place to brush his fingers through your hair -just a touch of smoothing down the mess you knew there was. But he was doing it in such a way that felt like you were fragile, breakable, precious-

You only leaned into his touch as a response, sinking into the rough texture of his hands without an extra thought.

Using the hand that he had previously trailing there on your side, he pulled you to him your face laying neatly on his chest. The gentle movement of his breaths soothed you in a way you didn't know you missed, the warmth of his skin against yours creating a sort of fog in your head -much like the fluttering in your stomach but... peaceful.

Rick chuckled, trailing his hand down your back and pressing his lips to your hair like it was the most natural thing in the world -you hoped it would end up being, "Better?"

"The best," you respond, voice slurred in a way that it hadn't been just a few spare moments ago.

And something in you told you then, maybe he truly didn't mind you asking.

#rick grimes x y/n fanfiction #stuff n' thangs #twd blurb #rick grimes blurb #its griming time #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x y/n #rick grimes x you #twd oneshot #can y'all tell I'm touch starved??? #rick grimes fluff #cuddling & snuggling #seriously that's all this is #enjoy :)

[eblu3]

there are so many things that I need to hug. there are so many things that need to hug me. unfortunately it is impossible

#can you tell that I'm touch starved

[doe-eyed-love]

I just really love softness. Slow gentle kisses that don't necessarily turn into something more, whispered praises and murmurs of I love yous, moans interrupted with breathless giggles, light touches and thorough exploring because you know you have all the time in the world

#can you tell that i'm touch-starved?? #'cause i am #also #to anyone that cares #sorry for not uploading more #university's been kicking my ass #but i'll graduate next week so... #anyways #dirty talk #mine #anything else??

[libertastandem]

Why is this kinda...

#jogo #sukuna #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #can you tell that I'm touch starved?

[h0neyt1ts]

having someone press their entire bodyweight into you because they want to get closer even though they're already as close as they can possibly get

having someone obsessively run their hands all over your body, stroking, groping, squeezing, because they just NEED to get into every nook and cranny of your body, like they'll die otherwise

having someone run their lips and tongue over every part they can reach because they want to fill all their senses with you, you, you and nothing else but you

having someone whimper and moan and sigh as they beg you to come even closer, to hold them tighter, to hold them forever, to let them feel you, to let them make you feel good, to let them take care of you, to take care of them

just getting absolutely tangled with someone and not knowing where you end and they begin, getting filled up, wrapped up, pushed, pulled, not letting even a millimeter of space get between you

#i'm a bit touch-starved #can you tell? #queer nsft #bi nsft #pan nsft

[eepybubble]

if you come over we can hold hands under the blanket

#@mutuals #borf barks #wow can you tell i'm touch starved #wow can you tell i push away any affection i get

[mika-moof]

1-10

hand holding 🥺

10!!! 100000000!!!!! IT'S SO GOOD!!!!!! IN ALL SENSES!!!!!!

hand holding during sex? One of the MOST intimate things ever!!!!!

Hand holding during kissing?? HOLY FUCK SO ROMANTIC

Hand holding while hanging out??? FUCKING ADORABLE

The idea of hand holding while walking around?????? SUCH A CUTE WAY TO SHOW AFFECTION AND A GREAT WAY NOT TO GET LOST

AAAAA IT'S SO GOOD

#i'm totally normal about this #hearteyes #ask meme #mika answers #can you tell i want to hold hands with someone and I'm touch starved lmao

[coffee-ftm]

I am so touch starved I want to cuddle a pretty thing and make them feel cherished is that too much to ask

#coffee ftm writes #can you tell i'm touch starved #cuddling

[weirdfishy]

who let me be a person that could just post random shit at midnight (me)

anyway touch starved dream, hob rescues dream from the fishbowl, it's soft and yearn-y and shit, fuck around and find out (and maybe just go read my other sandman fics, they're certainly better)

enjoy or whatever :)

#the sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #morpheus #touch starved dream of the endless #touch starved morpheus #protective hob #ao3 #fanfic #the sandman fanfic #dreamling #like adjacent right now idk what i want them to be not yet #can anyone tell i'm in my obsessing over i'll cover you & i'll cover you reprise season #i wanted to have meowpheus have a spot of time but i decided that is for a different future fic #fishy's fics

[septemberlove]

hi I have more monke brainrot I literally cannot stop drawing him

#selfship #self ship #selfshipping #self shipping #m art #Macaque tag #Can you tell I'm touch starved FDSKJLSDFKJL

[radioromantic-moved]

Hollis, quick! If you have to cheer your partner up asap, what do you do?

💭Oh, a question for me already? I didn't expect that. Thank you, though! I'd say the easiest way to cheer up Nyx is a telekenetic massage. They adore them, and honestly I can't blame them. Helps clear up any tension you're carrying, and the person doing the massaging won't tire out their hands and wrists because it's not actually physical. Extremely relaxing, but I wouldn't recommend trying it if you're not a trained psychic--it can be hard to control exactly how hard you're hitting with telekinesis at first, and the experience can go from relaxing to unpleasant very quickly.💭

#i think about psychic massages so much they're probably so good #can you tell i'm a little starved for physical touch at the moment. #f/o takeover #ship: ace of hearts #f/ovember #ss-slep

[adhd-coyote]

I am actively going insane, so have a whole page of JonMartin doodles!

Close-ups of my faves under the cut!

#can you tell i'm touch-starved #tma fanart #the magnus archives #jmart #jonathan sims #jon archivist #martin blackwood