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#maybe i'm touch starved
valberryventi · 2 years
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just finished both zhongli story quests and therefore we know what time it is
whenever i see zhongli i just want to give him a hug. he just looks so comfortable. his hugs probably feel like nothing can ever hurt you, not even if the world eroded around you, because you were safe in his embrace.
“can i hug you?” you ask him, all of a sudden, as the sun sets in the horizon of liyue harbor. the golden sky melts into a calm orange and finally into a lazy blue.
zhongli raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t tease. “you may, as you wish.” he replies, one arm already hovering around your shoulders, waiting for you to hold him first.
it doesn’t matter how tight you hug him—he’s warm and firm all the same. as one hand is lightly placed at the back of your head and the other rubs circles on your shoulder, you are safe.
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hcneyflower · 1 year
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But what if we kissed under a starlit sky?
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zedortoo · 4 months
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these stupid cuddlebugs that ruined my FUCKING life
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jellybeanium124 · 2 months
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ok but like actually I NEED to take a nap on stede bonnet. soft middle beneath me. strong arms to hold me. take me away to sleepy land, gentleman pirate.
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carrymelikeimcute · 5 months
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Every time someone leaves an ao3 comment saying I 'write Izzy's voice well' I wonder if I need professional help.
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starwarsshippings · 2 years
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need me an obikin hug that consists of anakin grabbing obi wan by the robes and just shoving his face into his chest and not letting go for a solid 10 minutes 
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soullikethesea · 8 months
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Wuss thinks this is ridiculous to write about, but I'll write anyway. I've been watching videos about fidget/sensory toys, trying to figure out if there's something we could add to our life to decrease nervous system stress.
So far nothing really makes an impression. Except maybe that I'm realizing more about the stimmy activities that keep me sane. So what are they? Excellent question!
- blankets. Not just the weighted kinds. My favourite one is a super cheap fleece blanket that I've had for like 10 years. I like stretching out my arms and wrapping it super tightly around me. I also especially like having it over my head, kind of like a hoodie, but better.
- hot water bottle. I freaking love this and use it at night whenever I can bear to (when it is not too hot). It's so soothing..!
- plushies. They also get use every day. Right now I especially love my leopard and I also like the little bear. The leopard has such a nice weight to it, it's the perfect size, and a nice kind of soft.
- noise-blocking ear covers. The ones that block out quite a lot and provide some pressure. I use them every few days, I would say.
- exercise. Yes, my beloved. I get super unhappy when I can't access this type of gross motor stimulation and the body tension/stretching. With yoga I don't care as much about the stretch, I mostly go for the singing bowls...
- sunglasses!!! I. Love. Them.
- light that can change colours. Great product. I dropped it a few too many times, so now it can only be used when charged, that's a bit of a shame. But otherwise I really like it.
I haven't used these in a while, but feel like they would be nice: soft brush (baby brush that I use for brushing my skin), aroma scent thingies that a friend gifted me, and spicy chocolate. Oh, and I also have a singing bowl of my own! I'm nowhere near as good at playing it as the yoga teacher is, though.
Things I would consider buying: a bolster (special yoga pillow that's heavy and pretty big), eye cover filled with lavender, cherry pit sack (you can warm them up and use it as a sort of tiny hot water bottle, apparently). I was also looking into getting some of Aaron's Thinking Putty, but it's pretty hard to get around here & I'm not sure if I believe their website that says that silicones are fine for the environment/nature...
Do you guys have any recommendations?
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witchern · 24 days
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honestly the biggest red flag to me re: marisol is that she doesn't cuddle after sex. like – you're telling me you've got a naked eddie diaz in bed next to you, and you don't immediately go in for some cuddles? you don't spend a few extra minutes just snuggling? exchanging smooches? basking in the afterglow? you just...immediately get up to "rinse off"?? could not be me.
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wefoundedrome · 1 month
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Brain so weird abt touch this is so frustrating
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altruistic-meme · 1 month
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6 and 17!
yayyyy <3
6. How do you feel about general intimacy? (Kissing, cuddling, etc)
I love cuddlinggggg I love holding hands I love hugs please I crave physical affection soooooo much and I never get it;;;;;;;;
i wanna try kissing cus I've never done it and it doesn't seem... Bad....... though it does seem kinda weird in theory which is so interesting fjajjfjs
17. How do you feel about sex/love songs?
I enjoy them!! I'm so biased about music just in general but i find them fun!! sex songs especially tend to be super good :)
[ ask me asexual questions bc its international asexuality day ]
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robinsnest2111 · 5 months
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augh the need to simply lean into people and be pet and cuddled like a beloved little creature.........
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simplykaren · 8 months
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This was the first time in a few years that I actually looked forward to getting my hair cut. I returned to the place I used a few months ago, because that was the first time since my old favorite salon (that specialized in handling curly hair) closed down that I actually enjoyed getting a haircut.
I have a tender scalp, very fine hair, and very curly hair. (We're talking my dad has a completely natural afro curly.)
People that are used to working with straight hair and treat my curly hair the same way usually end up trying to dry brush my hair and pull out a bunch of extra hair, because when dry it knots the second the brush leaves it. It's painful and very not fun.
The stylist I had last time--we'll call her A--followed all the curly hair rules. Only combed out when wet, never touched a brush, used a spray bottle to keep my hair damp while working with it, stuck to my natural curl patterns, and used a diffuser head on the blowdrier. It was great and pain-free, my hair looked beautiful, and it took me a good 30 minutes to shake off the contented haze afterward.
I knew I wouldn't get the same stylist today due to scheduling differences, but I had high hopes that if 1 stylist there knew the curly rules, then so did the others.
Not so much.
It was fine up until I saw the stylist pick up a roller brush and blowdrier (with a plain head). Granted, it wasn't as bad as the last place. I only lost maybe a dozen hairs instead of 50 to pulling, but it was a major letdown. Still tipped, but I think I'll make sure to get Stylist A next time, even if I have to ask for a day off to get it scheduled.
My hair is mostly straight at the moment, and I can't decide whether I want to wash my hair immediately when I get home or to wait til tomorrow morning to reset my curls. I haven't straightened my hair in over a decade. It looks so weird. I don't like it. I'm going to go shopping now as a consolation prize.
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arcaneyouth · 1 month
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i'm starting to think living with 5 other people may simply be a problem
#vent post#negative#i've come to the conclusion i'm not getting enough sugar in my daily meals#(which is. ironic in a lot of ways. but i don't know what else the problem would be)#and that's great that's cool that i've come to this conclusion. i don't think i can solve this one#we don't buy that much sugary or junk food stuff anymore#my dad's got diabetes that makes sense that's understandable#so a lot of our family meals are like rice and meat and a salad#but yknow i'm not really gonna ask my parents to change that! it's been like that for a long time now it's fine it's alright#but i don't think i can actually solve the problem#i. already have a lot of foods that the rest of my family isn't allowed to touch. because i am So Picky#and when they were eating my foods more often i was Starving#i don't. think. i can ask for more. and you know what that's fine! that's fine that's ok i like my meals they're tasty as hell#what about snacks then? can we get snacks for the whole family? well no#we stopped buying more junk foodish snacks because it was All my siblings were eating#and it was bad! it was bad they shouldn't have been doing that. but now i don't think my parents trust us to be responsible with snack food#so our snack foods are. protein bar. fruit snacks (i had to request these specifically). popcorn#that's. that's fine. that's fine maybe i should be focused on fruit instead! fruit is good sugar!#well we don't store fruit i like the way i like it (don't put it in the fridge) so i never eat any of it anymore#but everybody else seems fine with it so really i'm not going to win this argument cause everybody else actually eats it more when it's out#(i don't think this is true. but i think it's true for My Dad and My Mom specifically.)#and i just. it really got me thinking about how much i don't have foods that i like in the house or meals that i love because Somebody Else#likes it done differently and not the way i like it#and that takes priority#to the point where i don't know what the fuck kind of foods i like because we just don't. have. any#i prefer white rice. mom prefers brown so we get brown. i prefer crunchier potatoes. mom prefers them soft so we make them soft#i like my fruits cold. my parents prefer to be able to See the fruits so they stay on the counter. i only eat chicken breast not any other#part of the chicken. my parents prefer thigh meat so we get thigh meat (which i don't eat)#oh huh. this post was a lot longer but tumblr deleted half the tags. yeah that's fair
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the concept of angel!jason/demon!tim has been living rent free in my head since i saw your post about it, & i just wanted to say thanks xD
Whoops just saw this.
You're welcome!
I am obsessed with it and want to work on it next because I love the idea of writing them as kids, and just exploring more touch-starved Tim becoming Robin.
If you are interested I have actually explored the concept some in my no capes college au for them. here that's the series, mind the ratings on the individual fics, some are explicit.
in honor of I have thoughts and you prompted them:
Tim shivered and looked around the large ballroom of the museum. His parents expected him to be good tonight, but it was hard when he was so lightheaded. They had fired another one of his nannies so he had been alone all week. The books his mother had given him said he should be able to go longer without attention, but he was beginning to think that they were wrong. His father steered him toward another couple who were dying to get their attention and introduced him to them. "This is of course my son Timothy," Tim looked up and shook the man's hand and then kept his head down. The grownups were going to be talking for a while, so he had time to watch others. When he got the chance to slip away from his father and the business associate he took it and quickly got out of the main hall.
Jason sighed and rolled his eyes. Dick was talking to one of the girls his age and she seemed to be enthralled by the Djin act he was keeping up. Jason was just bored, and he wanted out of the stupid suit. His wings were molting so everything was itchy and he just wanted to go home and take a hot bath. Unfortunately, he was stuck here. Bruce was putting on his 'Brucie Wayne' act and Dick was ignoring him so he decided to slip away. He had gotten out of the main hall and was slipping down one of the side hallways on the way to the star exhibit when he heard someone else's footsteps. Jason pressed himself against the wall and looked around the corner. There was a kid who looked a few years younger than him walking down the hall humming to himself. Jason stepped around the corner and smiled. Maybe he and the kid could ditch together.
"Hey," he called out.
The kid spun around but tripped over the air and fell onto the ground with a loud thud. Jason ran over and knelt down.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" He reached out and pulled the kid up slowly. "Are you okay?"
The kid's eyes fluttered open. "Sorry, I think I fainted."
Jason looked him over. "Whoa, you don't look too hot. Should we find your parents?"
"No!" There was a flash of fear on the kid's face. "It's nothing. I'm fine, don't bother them."
"You tripped over nothing and passed out." Jason raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't spell fine to me."
The kid mumbled something in return, looking away from him.
"What was that?" Jason asked, tilting his head.
"I said, I'm just a little touch starved. I'll be fine."
Jason blinked and really looked at the kid for a moment and then sighed. "Oh," he breathed out.
"I should go." The kid pulled away from him but Jason didn't let go.
"You're gonna pass out and hurt yourself if you don't feed, kid," Jason reasoned.
"I'll be fine." He pulled again.
"Feed on me. I have the energy. Besides, I'm not gonna let some baby incubus die in the museum." Jason offered. He hadn't seen an incubus since he had been living on the street, but this kid clearly wasn't in any shape to be looking out for himself, and Jason was full of raw energy.
"I'm not an incubus." The kid responded, glaring at him. "This wouldn't be a problem if I were an incubus."
"You said you're touch starved?"
"I'm a succubus." The kid mumbled.
"Oh..." Jason looked at him again. "Well, how do I feed you?"
The kid looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm not gonna feed from some stranger!"
Jason smiled. "Well, I'm Jason Todd, what's your name?"
"Tim Drake."
"There, we aren't strangers anymore, and I don't want you to starve here. So, how do I feed you?" Jason tilted his head trying to be as noncombative as possible.
Tim blushed and looked away again. "Just, uh, hug me?"
"I can do that." Jason pulled him into a hug and Tim buried his face in the crook of Jason's neck.
"You're sure?" he whispered.
"Absolutely. I have more than enough energy, just don't bleed me dry." Jason laughed holding Tim tight.
"Okay," he whispered again, and then Jason felt the pull on his energy. Slowly Tim stopped shaking and then the pull was gone. Tim pulled back to look at Jason in awe. "You're amazing."
"You look a lot better." Jason couldn't help himself and he leaned in and kissed Tim on the forehead. "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better." Tim giggled.
"Jay!" Dick's voice came from the entrance to the hall. "There you are!"
Jason looked over and Tim scrambled to get out of his lap. "Sorry."
"What is it Dick head?" Jason asked, standing up.
"B was looking for you. It's time to go." Dick looked between them and tilted his head.
"Hello." Tim gave a shaky smile and Dick beamed at him.
"Are you a friend of Jason's?" He asked.
Tim looked at him and he smiled and nodded. "Y-yeah. We're friends. I'm Tim."
Dick laughed. "Well good, Jay needs some better friends."
"Shut up." Jason rolled his eyes and turned back to Tim. "Call me sometime okay?" He pulled out a pen and grabbed Tim's arm.
Tim smiled as he finished writing his number on his hand. "I will. See you later! Thank you again!"
Jason pulled him into another hug and then turned to follow Dick.
"Soooo, someone made a friend?" Dick asked.
"Shut up," Jason growled.
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thethingything · 8 months
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I feel like recently I've been kind of hyperaware of how touch-starved we are but also there's nobody we know in person that we'd be comfortable hugging or really touching at all so I don't know what to do about it but I feel like I'm losing my mind
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Any fellow aros or aroaces,
how tf do you deal with being aro? Because I only recently connected the dots that I'm not only ace but aro too and tbh that's really hard on me for some reason. Does anyone feel the same? Like you are missing out on something that is so omnipresent everywhere that from the looks of it has to be wonderful but you just... can only watch from a distance. Idk. I constantly second guess myself too, because fuck do I want intimacy sometimes (in a non sexual way), I want what people in books and movies have, but I don't fall in love, I don't even crush I just get unhealthily obsessed with people I picked and tell myself it's love. But it isn't, I know that now.
Anyone feel the same?
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