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Touched starved monkies
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Steve and hugging from behind would be so cute 🥺
anything for u my dear nova <33 the hugging from behind part is literally just a speck in all this fluff oopsie but pls enjoy
steve harrington x reader, 1.4k
There was something about Steve Harrington that made you unbelievably nervous. A good kind of nervous, of course—the kind that sent your stomach into a fluttery mess and made your fingertips tingle every time he touched you.
You shouldn’t be nervous around him, but you’d been together for three months and still found yourself fighting the urge to unabashedly stare at him whenever you spent time with each other.
Another reason to be nervous—you were spending the night at his place for the very first time.
It wasn’t unusual for the two of you to spend a whole day together, but you always went home at the end of the night (much to Steve’s dismay). So a few hours ago when he casually suggested you just stay the night instead of leaving and coming back in the morning, you almost freaked out.
Now you were here, standing in his bathroom fresh out of the shower, staring at yourself in the fogged up mirror and willing yourself to just be normal. It was Steve. There was nothing to worry about.
Steve was sprawled out on his bed when you finally mustered up the courage to make your way to his room, tossing a raggedy baseball above his head and catching it.
Well, trying to catch it was a more apt description. His focus immediately shifted to you as you padded in, the ball bouncing off the mattress next to his head and nearly hitting him in the face in the process before rolling onto the floor. He scrambled to his feet, ball forgotten.
“Hi.” He said softly, smiling at you with the brightness that rivaled the sun. You echoed his greeting, clutching at the towel around you. “Uh, here. This is for you.” He held out a well worn looking shirt, soft cotton brushing against your fingers as you took it gratefully. “I can—I’ll turn around while you get dressed.”
“Thanks, Steve,” You mumbled, suddenly feeling shy. There were those damn nerves again. Steve turned around like he said he would, rocking back and forth on his heels while you pulled the shirt over your body. It smelled like laundry detergent and cologne and so very Steve you decided right then and there you were definitely keeping this shirt. “You can turn around now.”
He whirled back around, letting himself take in the sight of you in his clothes. It was something straight out of a dream he’d had a few times. “You’re so pretty.”
“You’re not so bad looking yourself.”
Steve preened at the compliment, looking mighty pleased. He’d already changed while you were in the bathroom, clad in only a pair of old Hawkins High sweatpants slung low on his hips.
His chestnut hair was free of product, fluffy and a little all over the place with a artful curl hanging over his brow. You had to fight the urge to brush it out of his eyes, though you suspected he probably wouldn’t have minded one bit if you did.
“C’mere,” He murmured, stretching out an arm towards you. The look in his eyes held so much warmth, so fond and sickly sweet you wouldn’t be surprised if you’d ended up with a toothache come morning time. It spurred you forward, folding yourself into Steve’s embrace like it was second nature. Like it was where you belonged. His nose dipped into your hair and he inhaled, arms wrapping around you tight.
“Did you just sniff me?”
“You smell really nice.” He defended meekly, cheeks turning an embarrassed pink. You kissed him to remedy it, smiling against his lips when he kissed you back immediately. His hand rubbed along your back whilst he maneuvered the two of you towards the bed without managing to break the kiss, but the need for air unfortunately won out.
Steve pulled the covers over the two of you swiftly, settling close—but not too close, in case you liked to have your own space while you slept.
You tucked yourself snug against his side instead, cheek pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you again, and you were content there. The sound of his heartbeat hammered a million miles a minute in your ear, and it made you feel a little better knowing that he was just as nervous as you were. It actually eased your own nerves a tenfold.
“Is this okay? Are you comfy?” Steve asked worriedly. It was cute how attentive he was. You wanted to tell him that being wrapped in his arms was one of the comfiest places in the world, but just opted for a nod, nuzzling a little closer to him in lieu of an answer. Steve still got the message loud and clear, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
It didn’t take long for either of you to fall asleep, you because of the steady rise and fall of Steve’s chest, and him because of the soothing warmth you radiated. He could fall asleep like this every night and still never get tired of it.
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You were expecting Steve to be next to you when you woke up the next morning. But when you opened your eyes and rolled over to look at him, the space beside you was empty.
He was in the kitchen when you finally found him, standing at the stove when you padded in, humming along to the song playing softly from the radio over on the other counter. His back was towards you as he poured batter into a pan on the stove.
A sizeable stack of perfect pancakes sat on a plate beside him, with crispy edges, just the way you liked it. You wondered how he knew that, seeing as you’d never told him before. Then again, Steve always seemed to know what you liked.
You crossed the room quiet as a mouse, sliding your arms around him once you were close enough.
Letting out a surprised noise at the feeling of your embrace, it only took him a second to realize it was you.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He hummed, settling his free hand over your linked ones at his navel. You pressed your forehead between his shoulder blades, reveling in the warmth of his freckled skin and stayed there for a while, feeling him inhale and exhale with every breath he took. It was quite soothing. “How’d you sleep?”
“Good. Really good.”
“Sure sounded like it, what with the way you were snoring in my ear the whole night.”
“I was not!” You gasped, rearing back. Steve’s body shook with laughter, and you realized he was just poking fun at you. “You’re an asshole.”
“An asshole who’s making you breakfast right now.” He pointed out, flipping the pancake for good measure.
“True. You’ve been promoted to just a little shit then.”
“Lucky me.” Steve snorted. “As much as I love this, you’re kinda cramping my style. I don’t wanna accidentally elbow you when I try to wow you with my triple pancake flip. Go sit at the counter and do what you do best—look pretty.”
You obliged, but not before sighing overdramatically. “Trying to get rid of me already, Harrington?”
“Dunno…is it working?”
“Just for that comment, no, it isn’t working.” You huffed, propping your chin up in your hand.
“Oh, good. Was kinda planning on keeping you around for a while.”
“Just a while?”
Steve shrugged without turning around. “Maybe forever.”
You sat in silence with his words, maybe a little longer than you meant to, because Steve whirled around, brows crinkled with worry.
“I’m sorry. Was that—that was too much, wasn’t it?” He blurted, shuffling over to where you were. “Did I just make things super weird? I didn’t mean like forever forever, I just thought it sounded smooth. Which, obviously it didn’t ‘cause—”
Leaning over the counter, you slid your hand around the back of his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. This one was sweet and firm and had Steve melting faster than the pad of butter he’d placed atop the pancake stack.
You let your forehead press against his when you pulled away. “I like forever.”
“I do too.” He grinned, nearly going cross-eyed trying to look at you up close. He dotted another kiss to the corner of your mouth. “Y’know, I’m really enjoying the whole shutting me up with kisses thing you’ve got going on lately. I think you should keep doing it.”
“Oh, do you?” You chuckled, sitting back down in your seat. Steve came around the counter to slide onto the stool next to you, scooting your own stool close enough to his that his knees bracketed yours. Now it was his turn to bring you in for a kiss instead of an answer.
Forever with Steve suddenly seemed like the best idea in the world, especially if it meant you’d get to have mornings like this all the time.
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#steve harrington#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington fic#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington one shot#steve harrington fanfic#if anyone reads tags how obvious is it how touch starved i am#i think extremely#can u tell 🧍🏻♀️
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Someone: I dare you to hug the next person that walks into the room
Fox: Screw you I'm not hugging any of you
*Rex walks in*
Fox: Fine, I'll do it, rules are rules you know
#the bebe#the child#the smol#the precious#star wars the clone wars#clone wars#the clone wars#captain rex#rex clone wars#star wars memes#star wars#clone wars memes#commander fox#fox is extremely touch starved but hes stubborn and wont accept physical contact#(except when its his baby bro)
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I bet Ashton is the best cuddler. So large and warm and strong and you could just lay right on top of him.
#sigh#I’m touch starved to the extreme#and his recent posts are so cuddly looking#ashton#ashton irwin
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unintentionally made arthur sensitive and a little subby in my upcoming smut drabble 🫡
#listen. he’s just very attracted to you and it makes him a little eager and excited. he can’t control it#he’s also incredibly touch starved so he’s extra sensitive to touches <3#arthur morgan x reader#big strong men who are extremely needy and subby in bed >>>>>>>>>
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aaaaaaaand yet another doodle for @stellarcoachman 's rerouted! this one less jokey and more just. soft.
if you've been following me for any amount of time it might be clear that i am, in fact, a Huge Enjoyer of (platonic) sleepy cuddles,,
#pokemon#submas#ingo#emmet#recs#feral ingo#just a wild man. extremely touch starved hdskhdkdhishdkshddj refuses to let go of emmet#also. it's ironic how much i love to draw and consume content about stuff like this when.#i personally loathe physical contact like that. especially for extended periods of time.#even just imagining it is maddening. but for whatever reason when CHARACTERS do it--#sleepy cuddles
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Forever torn between original Janis and her newest interpretations, bc in a way i find her edge in 04 so interesting, she is such an asshole to everything and everyone and it js makes her a more interesting character, but i also love how touchy and caring musical janis is, or how 24 janis acts around the ppl she feels comfortable with. I’ll work on my janis characterization at some point but for now i’m kind of pretty confused on which version of her is my favorite
#i’ll probably add a bit of everything on my final characterization#certainly keep a bit of the roughness of her og character but also add things from her newest adaptations#like the sort of person who is rlly rude to you and doest rlly know how to show affection thru words but is extremely touch starved#and shed also probably be the kind that slowly gets mroe comfortable#maybe in the beginning of her friendship w cady she is a real asshoel but as they get closer act falls a bit and she gets sweeter#idkk#janis ian#janis sarkisian#janis imi'ike#mean girls#characterization#yapping#mean girls 2004#mean girls bway#mean girls 2024
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iirc nathbryn has intimidation proficiency but everything else charisma related is. lol. no.
#ooc.#also thinking abt how she does not like to be touched. which#i think she just doesn't really associate that w anything good idk#she's like touch starved but she's not uh. going to admit that#istvan and her are like the same thing in extremely different fonts honestly
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Only then, I am Human ¹
genre: alternate universe, self-insert, dark and somehow became fluff in the end?
notes: no pairings yet, possibly an albedo x m! puppet reader, contains spoilers, dark themes, another series I might forget to continue but okay everything in my blog is like self indulgent so be warned, anyways fem readers dni.
I assume that you are aware of the existence of the Electro Archon's first-ever prototype puppet? A puppet designed to wield the power of a gnosis, this puppet's name is Kunikuzushi or was formerly known as Kunikuzushi then Scaramouche, and as of currently is now known as Wanderer. That puppet was later discarded by the Electro Archon for being too humane to hold a gnosis, “Just kill it Ei and reuse the materials for a new prototype.” said the kitsune adorned in pink who stood beside the Electro Archon known as Ei, the kitsune had a cold look in her eyes accompanied by a smirk. Ei, despite being known as a cold-hearted archon, believed it was too cruel to take a life she had just given. “I believed that is too cruel, perhaps I shall give him the freedom that he deserved.” she says as she looked down at the puppet who looked at the two women in curiosity—not knowing what awaits him as he was 'abandoned' by one of the many domains of Inazuma.
Unfortunately, this story isn't about him. We are not going to talk about the fortunes and misfortunes that puppet experienced.
This is the story of the Electro Archon's second prototype puppet that she almost perfected—almost.
Let's now talk about the second prototype puppet who goes by the name Masashi who later goes by [M/n].
When he first came to life, Ei was overjoyed. The Electro Archon thought she finally created the perfect puppet to wield her gnosis and rule Inazuma for her as she continues her journey of pursuing eternity—that joy didn't last long as she realized that her second prototype still had humane tendencies on him.
She wanted to give him the same fate as her first prototype but unfortunately for her, and fortunately for him, he was blessed with immense intellect.
The second prototype immediately understood or gotten the gist of his fate when he heard the two women discuss what should happen to him, his conclusion was that he was immediately deemed useless and would be thrown away.
He bowed down, his forehead against the floor as the two women looked down on him, with voice filled with determination he says, “Please do not discard me, let me be of use to you your highness.” a part of him wanted to call her mother but his sensible side said that he shouldn't because she is just his creator, his master and god. He is unworthy of calling her mother.
“Use me, use me as a soldier. Let me prove my worth and if I couldn't then please discard me, please kill me. To die by your hands is an honor." He says, a hint of desperation in his voice.
The kitsune adorned in pink gave him an amused look, “My, this is certainly a change of events. What do you think Ei? He certainly has the determination, goodness that is rare these days.”
Ei's eyes held a calculating look, she sighed.
“Prove to me that you are worthy of being my soldier, show me how you wield a sword.” she commanded, he immediately looked at his god in determination.
They clashed blades not soon after, despite just holding a sword for the first time, he knew how to make it work. Perks of watching his god practice the sword.
He called himself a swordsman in theory but never in practice.
Good to know that he can update it to a swordsman both in theory and practice.
The Electro Archon was impressed, not many can last long against her when it comes to sparring—although she is holding back a bit but still.
The sounds of blades crashing against each other stopped as a voice filled the silence.
“I concede.” Ei says, an impressed look on her face.
The puppet looked at her in shock, millions of thoughts came to his mind.
Did I disappoint her? Is my swordsmanship not impressive that's why she conceded?
“Tell me, where and when did you learn how to handle the sword? I do not recall teaching you.” she inquired.
“I learned it by watching you, Ma'am.” he says and Ei looked even more proud.
“Starting today, you are now my soldier. Prove to me that you are destined for more. Climb the ranks and be my second in command.” She ordered, voice full authority. The puppet kneeled down in one knee as he bowed his head, his right hand over his nonexistent heart.
“I shall not disappoint you, my God.” he says. “Then keep your word.”
And he did, he rose the ranks and is now currently the Raiden Shogun's second in command and also one of the most feared generals of Inazuma.
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Parallel Play Week 2024
Day 6 - Touch-Starved
Neither of them seem like they'd be the cuddliest people when you first meet them, but at the end of a long day, neither Inuyasha nor Deidara want anything more than to curl up with one another in bed and fall asleep in each other's arms. For being a pair of tough-as-nails demon hunters with hot tempers and smart mouths, they're both still very touch-starved, and find it easiest to sleep at night when they're as close as possible.
#parallel play week 2024#Inuyasha#Deidara#Akatsuki#Naruto#anime#manga#crossover#crackship#it's my sleepover and i get to pick the crack ship#InuDei#Inuyasha/Deidara#touch-starved#extreme snuggles#and like... y'know...#all the things that go with that#;3c
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can the universe please just present me with the opportunity to have friendships. i'm so lonely i could actually shrivel up and die but also please don't talk to me i'm scared but also hi how are you. do you want to be weirdos and freaks together
#who can i be a little freak and weirdo with!!#why can't i make any lasting friendships i am going to scream#some days you just feel so lonely it hurts a little.....#but anyways im normal#just extremely touch starved#sad lesbian moments
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Crowley doesn't like being touched by the vast majority of beings. In any way, unless he initiates it. His reaction to being touched without his permission or warning varies on who it is. Glaring is standard, and strangers may also get snapped at. If it's someone he can't snap at (ex: a higher ranking demon) he'll tolerate it because he has to, but he's not good at hiding his discomfort in his expression.
Notable exceptions are (obviously) Aziraphale, the very few humans he lets get close (ex: Judas), and kids (especially young kids who are clearly trying to play)
#✦ crowley — ⊰hc⊱#{ he's also EXTREMELY TOUCH *STARVED* but still doesn't want to be touched by 99% of ppl }
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i want love. i want to be loved. i want affection. i want it all so badly suddenly, ive never felt this way in my entire life. ive never felt like or ever had the thought that im going to d!e from a broken heart or feelings of extreme loneliness. the one i do love, there are no mutual feelings. ive never felt so much for someone or had someone be my entire reason for living. and it feels like my world inside a snow globe and that snow globe getting smashed. but the weird thing is, i want to be in a relationship and tell someone i love them and feel so close to someone and they'll never leave me behind, but i panic and am repulsed at the thoughts of dating or marriage or receiving affection. who i do love, i really love them, but i cant see myself in a relationship. but i want to be in a relationship with someone, anyone. but i dont. can you call this romantic feelings? i want to be loved unconditionally and love someone unconditionally back, but maybe it should all just stay platonic. i really am fine without somebody, but at the same time this loneliness is eating me alive and ive never been so envious of couples or desired love or a partner so badly before. what do i do with all this "love" i have for the person i cant give it to, but they are my entire world and why im here? what am i supposed to do with mixed (almost combative now) feelings on receiving romance? i cant live extremely lonely my entire life but i cant live with these feelings either. what do i do what is wrong with me? ive never felt like this before in my entire life its driving me crazy and making me depressed.
#vent#its admittedly gotten to the point of wanting more more physical affection. ive never ever wanted that. im extremely scared of doing it#ive never felt this way before in my whole life. what is the matter with me why this all of a sudden?#im barely okay with hugs. i dont like being touched. ive only had two crushes and never had a partner. ive never really liked thinking abou#getting married or finding someone. im really not interested. but this loneliness is fucking k!lling me. im so fucking touched starved#what is wrong with me.
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unspoken, unnoticed.
very loosely based on Constellations by friendlifyre on AO3
open for better quality | no reposts | ID under the cut
[Image description: A three page comic depicting Childe and Diluc spending the night in the wilds. A campfire lights their shelter and Diluc remains awake for night watch. Beside him sleeps Childe.
On the second page, Diluc lies down to face Childe. He notices the freckles on Childe's face and stares, enamored.
On the third page, he abruptly turns to lie on his back and gazes up at the stars. He notices his constellation, Noctua, and Childe's constellation, Monoceros Caeli, next to it. Diluc covers his eyes with the back of his hand and breathes out a sigh.]
#childe#tartaglia#diluc#chiluc#genshin impact#genshin#fanart#myart#doodle#i was going to add diluc reaching out to touch the freckles but hesitating and pulling back at the last second#but that meant drawing another page u_u#i think you should all read this fic it inflicted me with Extreme Brainrot <3#i've been scouring ao3 for fics and not just the chiluc ones#i'm starving for content but it's also my fault for falling headfirst into ships with almost zero canon material#happy chiluc thursday though!! today is going to be busy for me but hopefully it'll all turn out well
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Y’all ever tried being touch starved but autistically touch resistant?
Cause that’s a different kind of confusing right there
#i would say touch resistant over touch repulsed#cause touch repulsed is the extreme end that only happens rarely to me#I can handle brief touches but I don’t like it#hence touch resistant#but at the same time I’m so fucking touch starved#like i get full body shivers from a 3 sec pat and if that ain’t touch starved#the extreme want for hug or anything can just sucker punch me in the gut#wtf do i do
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Morgott x Reader - Touch Starved
So long has he gone without even the most minute of touches that a simple brush against him sends him reeling.
Once, in a moment of pure vulnerability, he asked to feel your hands in his. Of course, Morgott feared the silence that followed more than he did your answer.
And you, ever so fond of him, said yes. And was surprised that he was surprised that you said yes.
You placed your hand in his larger one and he held it so gently, so reverently.
You both knew what time it was when you cupped his face in your hands and he fell apart so beautifully.
Daily duties aside, the two of you are damn near inseparable.
You always touch somehow, be it standing close to each other or by proxy: something that reminds you two of each other will always be nearby or on your person.
Through this, Morgott becomes more confident in his displays of affection and has no problem holding you. And he doesn't care who sees it, either.
Or sometimes he'll grab your hand and bring it to his lips. He wants to feel, to know this isn't a dream, to know it's all real.
You love to sit in his lap or recline against him and play with his tail and he indulges you. It wouldn't be uncommon for him to simultaneously tease you with said appendage while he's working, too
Or for you to be reading or doing whatever while he's preoccupied with the day-to-day affairs.
All that matters is that you're close to each other. And that is what makes it real and magnificent.
crack!canon: Morgott tends to hog the covers like no one's business so you have no choice but to sleep under him. Too bad he's also a walking furnace...
#morgott the omen king#morgott x reader#elden ring#crackcanon.#elden crack.#that touched-starved ask I received no too long ago influenced this post.#moreso because I absolutely adore an extremely affectionate skrunklegott.
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