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muffinsin · 3 months

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Can you write one where for some reason Cassandra Dimitrescu just gets really turned on by her girlfriend? Like, her gf could literally just be eating a banana and she’d be really hard. Cassandra is really embarrassed by this cause she doesn’t want her lover to think she’s just some horn-dog and tries to hide it, but her gf easily notices and starts teasing her. (Maybe some fucking too?) Thanks!

-Touch-Starved Anon

👀👀👀👀

Let’s get into it!🙌 just a lil bit of switch Cassandra-

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She stares, and she knows it. No matter how hard she attempts to tear her eyes from you, though, it seems entirely futile.

Cassandra’s cheeks sport a crimson color that is accompanied by warmth as she watches you. She’s sat on the bed as she stares at you from across the room.

You stand by her desk, papers and weapons scattered about. You’re organizing them as you normally do, and she opts to watch you like she always does. However, her boredom-induced stares and her dramatic whines for you to hurry up both came to an abrupt end when you began eating your snack.

At first, Cassandra hardly paid attention to it. Soon, that changed.

She sits with her face flushed and lips dry, golden eyes set entirely on you.

Cassandra forces herself to be quiet. The forces down every whimper before it can pass her lips, and every little whine. She’s rock hard, her cock straining against her underwear at the mere sight in front of her.

Now, it’s not quite the sight one might assume. You’re not in a state of undress, or trying to turn her on, even. You’re merely eating your lunch, a banana.

She’s incredibly embarrassed for getting turned on and riled up this badly from it.

Still, Cassandra can’t peel her eyes away. She watches your tongue and lips move around the fruit, and can’t help but imagine it’s her your mouth is tasting.

She feels her cock twitch as you lick and bite, and nearly whimpers as your tongue slides against the shaft of the banana for a mere moment before you take a bite.

You frown when you catch the view of your girlfriend in the corner of your eye, her arm reaching out to grasp a pillow and move it to her crotch.

Cassandra gasps when you turn to her, her body on fire and a light flutter in her chest.

She watches with wide eyes as you stalk towards her, and manages to bite back a whimper just in time before it could pass her plump, dry lips. Her eyes are set on you and her pupils are dilated. The poor thing is panting.

Cassandra feels her cheeks warm up even more when you cup one, your fingertip grazing her chin. “W-What is it?”, she asks, as though she really believes you’re this oblivious to what’s going on with her.

A small smile comes to your lips.

She gasps audibly when you drop in her lap in the next second, the pillow the only thing separating your body from hers. Cassandra bites back a moan when you move a little, the pillow rubbing against her hard bulge.

She feels warmer and warmer with each second, her blush spreading all the way to her neck and the tip of her ears.

She’s painfully riled up and needy, but it seems as though she isn’t going to take ownership of it.

You hum, as though considering her silly question, and as your hand tips up her head, you’re granted a proper view of her flushed cheeks and beautiful, golden eyes.

Cassandra gasps when you move on top of her, a small scowl on her face when you grip her chin and have her face you properly.

“Are you feeling well, Cass? You’re all warm and pink”, you coo. You decide to give into her little game of denial for the time being.

Still, she only shakes her head stubbornly. “I’m perfectly fine!”, she scoffs, yet you hear the waver in your voice when you keep eating and stroke a hair strand behind her ear.

She’s staring wide eyed at you, her nipples erect and their outline visible through her dress. You’re sure the pillow you’re sat on hides her bulge, too.

Cassandra gulps as she watches you keep eating, your tongue sliding alongside the fruit almost teasingly before you take a bite at last.

She bites her lip, then, to her greatest embarrassment, a single whimper falls from her lips when your finger pulls her bottom lip free from her teeth again.

You raise an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on your lips.

With parted lips and her tongue darting out for a mere moment to wet them, she watches you finish the fruit with your last bite.

Her face is bright warm and even Cassandra notices herself twist the blankets underneath her fingers. She feels precum drip from her twitching cock and could swear she is able to smell your arousal.

She gasps sweetly for you when you push her backwards, brunette curls of hair hitting white sheets.

When you hover above her and pull the pillow away, you nearly coo at her large bulge and adorable, embarrassed whine.

“Darli-ing”, she groans, her hips automatically bucking up when you do as much as stroke your fingertip over the obvious bulge in her dress.

“Ssshh, Cass”, is your only hushed reply when you begin to peel the tight dress off her pale skin.

She’s shivering as it is taken from her, and whines when your hand brushes up against the dent in her underwear. And as you lean above her, you manage to hear the quiet, breathless whimper and moan passing her dark painted lips. It’s adorable, really, just how hard she is trying to prove she didn’t get turned on by you going about your life.

Now, however, she will take ownership of it.

Cassandra gasps audibly when your leg moves between hers, your thigh slotted against hers and grinding against her deliciously.

You feel the precum sticking to her and smile in excitement when your lips make contact with the soft, overly sensitive skin of her bared neck.

At the first touch, at the first lick, at the first bite and sucking of sensitive, pale flesh into your mouth, you are rewarded with loud, eager moans and gasps. You feel her twitch against your thigh, precum dripping and drooling from her tip and down her thick cock.

When your hand slides up her thigh, your fingers squeezing and groping, her blush seems to only worsen.

“You’re such a naughty thing, baby. You know that?”, you tease, but laugh when her hips raise eagerly for you to pull down her underwear. Naturally, you grant her the silent wish, and when your hand slides across her wet tip, she moans beautifully for you.

“Can’t…help…it”, she moans, golden eyes struggling to stay open when you slide your thumb across her tip and tease it.

“You want me to take care of you, Cass?”, you tease, laughter slipping from your throat when her eyes immediately find yours again and her fingers tighten their grip on the sheets.

“What do you think?”, she hisses, and before you can even properly grasp what is happening, the flustered woman sits up again, her hand tearing from the ripped bedsheets to grab a fistful of your hair.

She’s rough, but doesn’t hurt you in her movements. Not yet at least, for you see the sadistic shimmer in her dark golden eyes as she forces you to kneel before her.

You’re caught completely off guard, and as you sink on the floor on your knees, you feel your own cheeks burning up. Despite the crimson coating hers, she seems perfectly in control yet again.

“Off with your shirt”, she hums. She’s shamelessly ogling you, and licks her lips when you do as you’re told and unbutton the front of your shirt, then allow it to fall down. “Bra too, morsel”, she hisses, and you gasp when the hand in your hair tightens its grip and yanks backwards.

Your head is tipped back, and you can’t help the audibly gasp when she leans down enough to drag her teeth against your cheek. “Don’t test my patience, pet”, she coos. Then, you shiver as her lips move and you feel her near your ear. With a quiet cackle, she adds “unless, of course, you’re so very eager for Mommy to punish you instead”

Your hands fly to the straps of your bra, your eyes set on her in submission when you pull it from your chest.

Next, you feel yourself tugged closer, your cheek smudged against the inside of her thigh. From the angle, her cock looks even larger than usual. You gulp, and feel yourself squirm as she laughs.

“Go on, then, morsel. We haven’t got all day”, she hums, her eyes closing in content when you move forwards and drag your tongue up her cock. She’s groaning and for a second, you feel the pain of her grip on your hair tightening before she loosens it again.

Cassandra watches as you begin to move your lips and tongue, sucking, licking, kissing. Worshipping, just as you should.

She’s groaning and moaning for you, her grip on your hair like a leash to keep you in place where she wants you.

Her breathless moans and low groans fill the room as your tongue does quick work of covering her in spit and her precum. You moan as it hits your tongue and dig your nails into her thick, strong thighs.

Really, you know better than to touch yourself without permission, even as you feel an undeniable, relentless ache between your legs.

You shriek in surprise, however, when she yanks you again, and as your mouth opens automatically, her cock is shoved inside and your face is pressed up against her base and held there by the tight grip she has on you.

You whimper, the urge to gag growing stronger and stronger as you feel her rub up against your throat and twitch inside of you. Cassandra merely laughs, her eyes challenging- daring- you to attempt to move away.

Alas, you’re left squeezing your eyes shut and whimpering, the ache between your legs nearly unbearable and her scent surrounding you fully.

She’s down your throat and keeping you in place effortlessly, a constant reminder of her dominance over you.

Then, at last, you seem to be allowed up. Only that the second after her grip eases and she pulls you up a little, you’re already pushed back down.

And again. Harder, and again. Faster, and again.

You’re moaning and whimpering, groaning and feel tears run down your cheeks automatically from the futile gagging around her cock.

You realize, she’s fucking your throat. No, not quite that.

She’s making you do it.

With her frustratingly seductive lips parted and sinful moans passing them, she throws her head back at the feeling of your throat around her.

You squeeze her thighs as your own rub together in a desperate attempt to stop the urge to reach down and pleasure yourself. You know, you can’t do so without her permission. You also know you haven’t got it; though perhaps you can earn it.

When you begin to attempt to swirl your tongue around her as best as you can with your bobbing head, it pulls a breathless chuckle from her.

“That’s it, pet…!”, she groans, her golden eyes squeezed shut. You’re a little surprised at just how riled up your girlfriend seems to be.

The naturally so enduring woman is moaning and shivering, her cock leaking precum into your mouth and twitching madly. You feel its warmth and smile around her when her thighs shake occasionally.

When you allow your teeth to drag alongside her cock for a mere moment, her hips jerk up and her grip on your hair tightens.

A cute, embarrassingly high pitched squeak is pulled from her, even as she is fast to recover.

“Ngnmm! Y-Yes, pet!”, she moans, eyebrows furrowed and lips parted. You yearn to kiss them, to grant her a sweet taste of herself.

You can tell she’s close, her cheeks flushed with a deep crimson and a warm hue, her thighs quivering beneath your fingertips, her cock twitching and her grip on you tight.

With only another few bobs of your head, brushes of your tongue and teeth against her sensitive skin and gropes of her thighs and hips, you feel her cum.

She’s moaning loud and high pitched, her head thrown back and her nipples hard.

The poor thing is trembling for you, hips jerking and thighs trembling when your tongue brushes up against her sensitive cock.

You reach up to grasp her wrist, and with a tight squeeze her fingers untangle from your hair and you’re allowed up for air again.

She watches through heavy eyes when you rise, and squeaks in surprise when your hand connects with her chest and she is pushed back down on the bed.

“Good girl, Cassie”, you whisper as you straddle the panting woman, the back of your hand coming up to her cheek lovingly. She leans into the touch, warm cheeks rubbing softly against your knuckles.

You couldn’t be happier.

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #touch starved anon

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elliots-an-idiot · 2 months

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Hallo, it’s me, Touch-Starved Anon! Is it all right if you could write a smut fic where Dom! Donna and Fem! Reader punished sub! Cassandra! Thanks!

Hi! Thanks for requestin pookie :3 (this is my first time writing smut so uh… I’m trying lmfao)

Needy Little Doll

(Dom!Donna x Fem!Reader x Sub!Cass)

NSFW, which means minors do not interact AVAST YEE GET OFF MY BOAT! GO ON GIT!

As the door shuts behind Bela you turn to face Cass, who only smirks back. After being such a brat all day, a simple smirk is enough to send you over the edge.

“Upstairs, now” You glare at Cass and step towards the little slut who responds with laughter, which only succeeds in furthering your anger. You take another step towards Cass, a warning, and she scoffs and turns away. She moans sinfully as you grab her hair force her onto her knees. “That’s not gonna fly right now princess. You wanna act like a needy little slut? We will treat you like one. Can you come here please Donna? I think our little doll needs a reminder who’s in charge here.”

Cass’s eyes widen as you call for Donna who normally, punishes her bad behaviour. Cass opens her mouth to speak but can’t get a word out before you shove your fingers into her mouth, which she eagerly sucks on. You scoff at her and Donna walks into the room, she looks at the scene unfolding in front of her and sighs before stepping towards Cass.

“Needy little doll, really couldn’t wait could you?” She looks down at Cass mockingly, waiting for an answer. Before reaching down and pinching her nipple, eliciting a whimper from Cass, “Well? Anything to say for yourself slut?”

“This is strange, she’s been super talkative all day!” You mock Cass, accentuating your words by tugging her hair“She even cornered me in the kitchen to whine to me about how wet she was!”

Donna leans down and pulls your fingers out of Cass’s mouth with a pop, followed by a whine from Cass. You release her hair as Donna practically heaves the little slut over her shoulderefore swiftly walking up the stairs to your bedroom.

“What the fuck!? Donna put me do-” Cass whines but is interrupted by a swift and hard smack to her ass, which she moans at. You open the door for Donna and hear a thump as Cassie is thrown onto the bed.

“What did you just call me Doll?” Donna raises an eyebrow as Cassandra who goes bright red. Donna steps towards the bed and begins to undress Cassandra before scoffing, “Poor little doll, so needy she’s not even wearing panties.”

“I… I meant mommy.” Cass whimpers as Donna begins to slowly unbutton her dress, you cross the room and remove your clothing. You sit on the bed and pull Cass in between your legs, so her back is flush to your chest. You undo her bra and begin to toy with her nipples as Donna, now fully nude, joins you on the bed. She leans down and bites Cassie on the shoulder, drawing blood, before reaching down and pushing two fingers into her core. “A-ah! Fuck~”

As Cassie moans and writhes around Donna’s fingers you reach down and begin to toy with her clit, pulling a throaty groan from her. You bite and kiss her neck, marking her as the slut she is. Cassie groans and throws her head back, clearly getting close, so you both stop.

“N-no please I was so close please!!” Cassandra begs and pleads, as you and Donna lock eyes, you have an idea. “I’ll do anything to cum p-please!!!”

“You wanna cum that bad slut?” You laugh as Cass begins to beg again, only to be cut off as you push her off of you. “Lay down, now, legs open. Lay on your back. You wanna cum that bad?”

“N-need to cum.. please?” Cassie begs once again before laying down like you told her to. You smirk at Donna who begins to piston her fingers in and out of Cass. Then you climb onto the bed, positioning yourself over Cass’s mouth.

“Eat me out doll, make me cum and your punishment is over.” You feel Cass instantly reach up and pull you down onto her face, and moan as her tongue hits your clit. “Fuck Cassie! Shit~ just like that. Remember doll, one tap is more, two taps is good, and three taps if you need to stop ok?”

She taps your leg twice as she continues to devour you like your her last meal. You look at Donna and moan as Cassie hits your clit again, “Donna do you- ah~ do you want me to finger you while you do th- ah! That?”

“No dolcezza, I’m fine. I’ll just use our little slut to get myself off but th-” Donna is cut off by a muffled shriek from under you, a sign of Cassie’s first orgasm, “that’s one.”

You feel Cass writhe under you, trying to escape the stimulation as Donna adds a third finger to her pussy. You gently press down slightly, coating her face in your arousal, “C’mon slut, remember our deal? Make me cum and your punishment is over”

“P-please stop!” Cass begs, You begin to pinch and twist her nipples as she struggles beneath you, “I can’t take anymore please!!!

Donna keeps up her pace, but stops momentarily to position herself above Cassie’s thigh and begin to grind against it. You hear Cass tearfully whimper and beg beneath you and simply press yourself further down, and gasp as two fingers enter your core.

“F-fuck Cass~” you moan, then you hear another muffled shriek followed by more begging. “That’s two”

Cassie continues to beg and whine as she thrusts her finger into your core, then she wraps her lips around your clit and sucks. You moan before reaching down and beginning to rub her clit, eliciting another series of incoherent begs from your needy slut. You lock eyes with Donna as she adds a fourth finger, eliciting another, now tearful, shriek from beneath you. Donna smirks, “There’s three, shall we keep going Tesoro?”

“I’m- ah! I’m so close~ fuck… just like that Cassandra!!!!” You shout her name as you cum around her fingers. Apparently, Donna isn’t too far behind because moments later she collapses onto Cassie’s chest. You slowly lift yourself off of her face and press a kiss to her lips, “are you alright doll?”

“T-thank you… that.. that was exactly what I needed.” Cass looks up at the two of you with tears still rolling down her face before croaking out, “I love you both.”

“We love you too needy little doll”

#cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #Cassandra dimitrescu x Donna beneviento #donna beneviento #donna beneviento x reader #touch starved anon

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suiana · 1 year

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I can't take it! I really don't wanna see stalker all sad and such! 😭 Come here! I'll bake you fresh cookies and we can go and cuddle! And if you want I can also give you head pats!

I'll do anything for you just for you to be happy!

Sincerely yours, touch starved anon. 💙

"I am so utterly in love with you... take my money" -your stalker

#stalker answers #your stalker #touch starved anon

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wispscribbles · 4 months

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I love your ghost design. I wanna squeeze him :⁠^⁠)

If no hug then why hug-shaped???

#thank youuuu! squeeze that mentally unstable adult man! he needs it!#ask #anon ask #ghostsoap #soapghost #my art #cod fanart #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soap x ghost #doodle #fav hc about ghost is that he is so incredibly touch starved and everyone just assumes he hates touch #but Soap is so touchy he keeps forgetting not to hug and pat and lean on Ghost #and each time Ghost is like ‘what is happening to me?? why do I want to melt rn??? I think I’m in love???’#outwardly he is a stone wall as usual #until Soap actually remembers to give Ghost space bc he thinks that’s what he wants #and Ghost has to finally be the one to reach out and ask for touch #and Soap is the happiest camper #from then on they are stuck together with glue #this all has nothing to do with your ask I’m sorry #I’ve got ghoap on the brain I can’t help it #complete side note: I have many asks in my inbox and I’m so happy y’all write!! just pls bear with me bc I am very slow to respond

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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ʕ/　·ᴥ·ʔ/ I am everywhere

Sincerely yours, touch starved anon. 💙

A touch starved anon? Oh no- cmere baby. Let me love youuuuuu (づ ՞ਊ ՞ )づ💙💙💙

#hns.ask💌#hns.txt💬#Touch Starved Anon

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mechanicalinfection · 7 months

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y/n squishing springtraps cheeks?? :0

Surprise attack !!!

#art #digital art #entertainer's request #entertainer's inbox #the mechanic's crafts #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #springtrap #william afton #fnaf 3 #y/n #springtrap x y/n #i loved the non lineart ver ngl #squishaswuishswuish #look at the fella #he's such a guy!!#he's a bit of a goober sorry anon he got caught off guard #might've ended up biting y/n because of reaction #he's touch starved but his ass will NOT admit it

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bunnakit · 5 months

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which are your top 3 favorite intimate scenes you've seen in bl? (kissing scenes count)

ALRIGHT my last ask in my inbox and the one i wanted to give some proper attention to. my answers for this might be a little odd? NC scenes are cool, i'm largely asexual but i can enjoy them, but i'm really going after the word intimate here and intimacy can be so many different things.

the gasp i gusped when i saw this scene the first time. this was almost peak intimacy for me. the offering of oneself, the silent plea, the reluctance, the gentle resignation, the quiet guilt free acceptance. body language is one of the sexiest things to me and this scene felt like watching two souls flay themselves alive in front of each other. it was like wen opened his chest and said "my love for you is like a garden of eden in my chest, the apple is there for you to pick" and jim cast his eyes away because the temptation of the apple was too great and he couldn't bear the consequences of taking it for himself.

i don't know that i'll ever move on from this, and of course it's another p'aof moment. this was fucking erotic. this still makes me hold my breath and makes my chest flutter. i said it in the tags of a post once but never properly; in a recent study from UC San Diego researchers have discovered that humans can use the sense of touch to feel the difference between surfaces that differ by just a single layer of molecules. our sense of touch is fucking incredible and then to do this?

i once had someone i knew flirt with me while i was at work. they couldn't be overt, couldn't be too much because i was working and i was being a professional, so he took my hand and ran his fingers across the inside of my wrist and my palm so fucking slowly like this, said "i'll see you later" in a low tone with this fucking smirk, and i haven't been able to forget it 10 years later.

this is just a different level of intimacy entirely and i'll rotate this in my brain until i die.

god this scene. in both manner of death and triage we have a moment in the show where the couple just takes care of each other and i love that. i love seeing men care for each other.

sure, this scene did eventually lead to sex (it's implied i believe in the show but pretty overt in the book) but there's just something about showering with someone. tan comes into the shower and just gently washes bunn, and this is after some of the most stressful moments of their life. they've experienced immeasurable amounts of trauma, narrowly avoided death, but in the solace of this quiet shower they can take care of one another, put back the pieces that have threatened to fall apart. it's such a beautiful little moment and done with so much gentle care. i really wish i could've put a gif of the whole scene here (but i'll add it to my list of sets to make.)

#anon my beloved #bunn asks #did i make gifs specifically for this post?#shut up #moonlight chicken #jimwen #last twilight #last twlight the series #mhokday #morkday #manner of death #tanbunn #god im so touch starved but idk how to ask for touch

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badlydrawn-brostrider · 5 months

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READ TAGS OF DIRK BRO HUG.... can we see bro melting into hug w dirk. falls to knees please im so soft for melty bro so true

==> BRO: Melt into your splinters arms.

[ It's not so much melting as it is you falling apart when he pulls you in. He's solid and warm and so small. He shouldn't have to see you like this. ]

[ He never complains, or really says anything period. Just holds you for what feels like forever until you finally feel normal again. It's embarrassing how quickly his shoulder grows damp. You don't deserve this. ]

[ . . . For just a little while, you think you don't care. ]

( @badlydrawn-dirkstrider )

#for now this is the closest yall will get to him melting into dirk.......#touch starved sad bro go brr #sorry guys its more angst #bro strider #dirk strider #dirkin time #homestuck ask blog #hom3stuck #homestuck #anon asks #does this count as hurt/comfort #it still counts as soft melty bro its just SAD soft melty bro ABDJDN

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blindmagdalena · 2 years

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Concept: Reader who had touch starvation before they met Homelander and so they absolutely thrive on his clinginess after not being touched for so long. Homelander would be so whipped.

"Don't go." Homelander pauses, looking down. You're still in bed, covers pulled all the way up to your chin. The corner of his mouth twitches. You look needy. Cute. "Investor meeting in half an hour," he laments. "How long's it take to get to it?" You ask, slipping your hand out to reach for him. He evaluates you for a moment. You can already see his resolve crumbling. "Five minutes." Perks of living where you work. You smile, and nothing more need be said. You lift the blanket, and he eases himself down next to you. You snuggle in against him, bringing the blanket over him. His arms snake around you in turn, pulling you in tight against his chest. It doesn't matter that you've remained snug under the blankets, he's still somehow warmer than you. You think it must be a furnace in him that powers those eyes of his. Anyone else would be smothered by either of you. Not a moment goes by that the two of you aren't pressed against one another, holding hands, entangling your fingers in each others hair. You've craved this level of intimacy your entire life, just as he has. "You're a bad influence," he rumbles through a smile. "You love me," you counter playfully. "I do," he responds, more firmly and sincerely than you anticipated. Homelander winds up very late for his meeting.

#homelander x you #homelander x reader #THIS WAS SUUUUUCH A CUTE CONCEPT #honestly it deserves a full fic once i work through some of my wips #why is the reader so touch starved???? we must know #darling anon #my writing #homelander #ask and you shall receive #touch starved

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muffinsin · 3 months

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How would the Dimitrescu sisters react to the reader kissing one of their flies? I just imagine them with a surprise-Pikachu face.

-Touch-Starved Anon

Hell yeah, this is adorable XD This was such a cute thought, I had to get started on it immediately🙌🫶 let’s get into it!

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Bela

The first time it happens, it’s after sex, when she rests on your chests and gently plays with your fingertips

She doesn’t even notice the few flies that stray from her shoulder, really

She feels utterly relaxed around you, and with you

To feel your arms around her and bask in the scent both of you have left in the room is heaven to her

Unlike her, you do notice the curious little insect moving from her shoulder

It climbs past her and over her hair, until it settles on your fingertip

Its steps are light and almost ticklish, and you nearly giggle at it

Bela just hums as she hears your attempt of staying quiet, her eyes closed in utter relaxation

You’re sure, the exhausted woman could fall asleep any moment

And still, the curious little fly looks at you, almost curiously

Its wings beat lightly like the rest of the flies still settled to ensure Bela stays in her (appearance wise, at least-) human form

The many wings nearly create a purring sound, even, and this time you can’t help but smile brightly

She purrs loud, and only blushes a little when you point it out

And again, the curious little insect keeps walking, up your fingertip and to your knuckle

You can’t help the chuckle that passes your lips at the little fly’s next action:

A single bump of its head against your knuckles, then the back of your hand

Almost- affectionate

Still, judged by Bela’s calm breathing, her closed eyes and her fingertips entangled with yours, you doubt she’s all that aware of the actions and movements of her insect

You aren’t even sure if she can focus on only one of her flies

It seems, though, the little insect is rather fond of you, even if it is perhaps just a part of Bela’s mind

It makes you grin brightly

In a way, this means Bela loves you so much, even her swarm knows it perfectly well- even when she is not controlling it actively

It grips it tightly when you raise your hand a little, having had it entangled in Bela’s golden locks previously

As expected, the blonde whines at the loss of contact. And as expected, she is quickly shushed when a kiss is pressed to the top of her head instead

You must admit though, the small fly on top of you is cute

It’s larger than a normal fly, certainly, but still, it can be considered as quite cute

You examine it a little closer, noticing the small, red tail it has and the dark redness at its belly

The sight nearly makes you coo

For a moment, the thought of kissing the top of the fly comes to your mind

Perhaps surprisingly, you give in

Bela’s eyes snap open when your lips press feathery light against her fly, the insects within her beating their wings even harder and cresting an even louder purring noise

She bites her lip, hard, to keep from squeaking in surprise

Never has she felt what you just did

Somehow, it felt intense. More so than normal

You only grin when you look down and see Bela’s face has adapted a sweet, deep red colour. The poor thing is so flustered and confused, she can’t even meet your eye

Though, quietly, she asks you to do it again

Cassandra

The very first time you kiss one of her flies, you aren’t even aware that she notices. Aren’t even sure she would be aware of it

As it turns out, she is. Entirely aware

A single fly of hers is separated from her swarm, a part of her arm

It doesn’t even seem like she notices the insect, or at least doesn’t at all pay any mind to it

You, however, do

You watch it fly lazily through the room, landing at times to clean itself and feed off the blood sticking to the floor at spots

Usually, it doesn’t seem to stray far from Cassandra

The brunette is cleaning and sharpening her sickle, a concentrated look on her face and a sadistic grin forming already

You know, she’s thinking of using her favorite weapon again already, until it needs cleaning and sharpening again

And while it is such a dark and twisted thought, the implication of it itself already, you can’t help but smile

Merely because she is ridiculously adorable when she grins like that

Suddenly, the little insect strays from her, though, and you find it has landed on you

Having a book in your hand, you didn’t even notice it until it crawled up to your knuckle, then to your fingertip

You eye your girlfriend for a moment, her back turned to you. When you clear your throat and call her name, Cassandra turns to you

A wide grin that normally promises chaos spreads on your lips. Then, you raise your hand and sweetly press your lips to the little fly’s back

Cassandra gasps, her expression a hilarious-looking mix of shock, disgust, adoration, and most of all: confusion

Her expression matches the surprised pikatchu face the most

“What are you doing!”

It’s been quite a little time since the incident has passed, and Cassandra, as well as you, has mostly forgotten all about it already

That is, until you lie in bed with her on top of you

Her head is tucked closely to your neck from when she fell asleep to drinking from you and inhaling the apparently “sweet scent” of your blood, as she likes to put it

With one hand tangled in her beautiful, dark hair, and another resting on her bare back, you notice a few flies break off occasionally

While normally some only break off her arm or backside, they all return to her within seconds

You’re just about to doze off, lulled by her silent purrs and comforting weight on top of you, when you suddenly feel something move about against your hand again

A single, little fly

And judging by the small, black dot in her neck, it strayed from there

Tiredly, you think nothing of it when it sets on your hand and you raise it to your lips

The reaction you get, however, is by far more rewarding than her confused and flustered-angry reaction the last time

Her purring immediately picks up in volume and frequency, but that is not all

A single sigh escaping her lips comes before you suddenly feel her head bump against you

Then, you feel her slide down a little, and cover your mouth as to not wake her with your giggles when she begins to rub her cheek against your shoulder

Over and over again, purring wildly

You continue to scratch her scalp, and curiously press another kiss to the little insect

And again, she headbutts you, then rubs her cheek against you like a cat might do with catnip

You frown in confusion as you eye the little fly

Perhaps it’s because it’s from her neck this time?

A light kiss pressed to Cassandra’s neck confirms this, when she sighs almost dreamily even in her sleep

You grin triumphantly, and pull her close and flush against you

Now, it’s time for both of you to sleep

Daniela

She’s reading peacefully in the library, her hand gripping her book, the other at the top of your head

You lie in her lap, and all seems perfect

The temperature in the room is high, and the sun hits both of you just perfectly

Daniela’s voice is smooth and soothing, and you feel almost lulled to sleep already

Then, though, she suddenly jerks up and sits up in a tense, straight position

She seems to cringe for a moment, and you tilt your head to the side in confusion when you sit up as well

Then, with a little frown on her face, she tells you: one of her flies that strayed from her just flew into a spiderweb

You practically see the discomfort on her face, and gently cup her cheeks. Thankfully, this brings a watery smile to her lips

You promise, you’ll help her take care of it, and so she leads you up to the kitchens, until she comes to a sudden halt and points forwards

And sure enough, you spot a single of her flies, stuck in the sticky webbing and tugging with all its might

You nearly coo at the sight, yet surprise this. You wonder whether Daniela can view through an individual fly, and whether this is why she is so unnerved

With a protective arm around her hips, you grab the fire poker from the fireplace and gently begin to tear away at the thin webbing

You’re careful to not do as much as graze the little insect, until the webbing is torn away and the little thing manages to break free

It shakes off the webbing tangled around it, and you giggle when it quickly returns to Daniela’s side

Then, however, a gasp is pulled from you when something strange and unexpected happens:

Many little flies stray from her

From her back and arms, her shoulders, her neck, even her cheek!

And they all fly towards you, buzzing happily and satisfied

Daniela giggles at the curious and happy insects, her arms thrown around you and a small kiss pressed to your cheek

“My savior!”, she sighs dreamily, and you grin in satisfaction. She’s so adorable

You notice her flies rest on your shoulders and the folds of your shirt, their little limbs used to cling close to you

When one sits the side of Daniela’s head, right in front of you, you can’t help but move forwards

Your lips press against the adorable insect in a featherlight touch, and you giggle at the surprised gasp you pull from her

When she pulls back, her cheeks are flushed pink and she stares at you in disbelief

“W-Wha?”, she asks confused, her beautiful, golden eyes blinking in surprise

The sight looks so adorable, you can’t help but love forwards and peck her lips playfully

Again, she squeaks in surprise at the suddenness of it. Her arms tighten around you a little, and her fingertips press against you

You only shrug at her questioning, confused look

“What can I say? You’re adorable, Dani”

#cassandra dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #touch starved anon #I love their flies🫶

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suiana · 1 year

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I've been curious, would Yan pervert be okay with a darling who'll bite him in random times? Like not sexually or anything but because they just have this random urge to bite and

He's just there, so why not?

Sincerely yours, touch starved anon. 💙

of course he would! he likes it when his beloved marks him up, whether it be with kisses or bites... he appreciates everything you do!

#touch starved anon

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aleksanderscult · 5 months

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Given how touch starved he was he most definitely was a whore in his initial days. For more reasons than one : information AND touch.

Hmm I kinda agree and disagree...

First of all, I'm willing to bet that he didn't have sexual or romantic relationships with Grisha. The fact that he's an amplifier and the whole Annika incident must have made him distance himself from this kind of relationship with them.

It's my theory that he had relationships with otkazat'sya. I think most of the times because he fell in love with them but sometimes he might wanted to spend only a nice weekend with them (*wink wink*).

The author confirmed that he had plenty of sexual experiences:

Which isn't surprising. That Winter fete make out made us all come to the same conclusion: this man HAS experience.

But! I don't think he went to bed with someone for information. Because he seems to be that guy with such charm that he doesn't have to throw you to bed to make you spill out secrets. Genya and Zoya were willing soldiers for him even though he never touched them. Genya was his spy and she willingly gave information to him. And that's because he's a person that inspires devotion to those around him.

He's naturally charismatic.

He doesn't have to kiss them or sleep with them to make them say things to him.

Also, he has spies.

So I agree that he might had relationships with otkazat'sya in part out of his need to satisfy his desires (especially in his initial days when he was more innocent and less professional) but I don't think he ever did it to gain information. He had other tools for that.

#is this me saying “fuck you” to Tumblr by answering asks? Yes. Yes it is 🙂#as for the Darkling he IS touch starved but he can't satisfy that so he ends up depressed #he can't just let his guard down. he almost never puts his needs and wants first #and his charisma is enough to draw out information from people. he doesn't have to sleep with them #anon asks #the darkling #pro darkling #aleksander morozova #pro aleksander morozova #grishaverse #grishaverse trilogy #shadow and bone #leigh bardugo

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 11 months

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Hrghhh

I love Childe, he was my first five star and his foul legacy design is so cool raghh. Your scenario where reader also has a transformation similar to foul legacy is rotting in my brain, just imagining Childe going bonkers if reader lifts him up cause he’s just, not used to it.

Or expanding on Zhongli’s relationship with them, he’s just living with these giant abyss creatures that are both surprisingly cuddly. He gets pounced on as soon as he returns to their home, stuck in their arms for the rest of the day.

Arghh I love Childe so much, I just needed to ramble. He’s rotting my brain, the silly ginger.

you 🤝 me silly ginger Harbinger thoughts

you absolutely can pick him up, your favorite method being lifting from under his arms so he hangs like a bewildered cat, mouth agape and exposing his fangs from shock. not only does he look adorable like this, you can also easily pull him closer for a tight hug, resting your chin on top of his head and purring happily. Foul Legacy's unused to being held since he's usually so much bigger than everyone and he's also incredibly touch starved, so whenever you hug him he just melts into your arms, letting out small whines and getting as close as he possibly can (he might've cried the first few times but he'll never admit it)

Zhongli is very much in the role of ultimate friend for both you and Childe. whenever he gets home you both perk up and look at each other mischievously before running over to greet the ex-Archon. Zhongli might be strong but he doesn't have the heart to push away two cuddly Abyss monsters, especially when you both seem so happy to see him. evenings are often spent sitting on the couch together, you and Childe curled up in a soft, sleepy pile with Zhongli slight off to the side, where he can work but you can still see him. more often than not he ends up being pulled into the pile when one of you decides that he's worked enough for the night- it's like living with two sweet, snuggly cats that happen to be twice his height!

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #anon #we are silly ginger folk nodnod #also just saying but i feel like Zhongli would shift into his half dragon form when at home #since he knows you two don't mind (you guys LOVE smacking his tail around)#if it's a sunny day Zhongli comes home to you and Childe passed out in the sunlight #*points at Foul Legacy* he is SO touch starved. give him SO many hugs #it helped that you saw him and immediately went 'friend!!!!!!!' which no one ever does #short scenario #other's stuff

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