#he's a touch starved baby

[theninerealmsbakery]

Deimos!Alexios when Kassandra and Myrinne hug him-

Alexios: "What was that?"

Kassandra: "Affection."

Alexios: "Disgusting."

Alexios: "Do it again."

[cap-sweet-and-salty-sadness]

Not only there was most of an episode focused on a gay couple, but an older gay couple. They loved each other very much and took care of each other and lived a domestic life until the end. That's so rare to see in media, considering hollywood's ageism and homophobia problems, and on the current most popular HBO show on top of that.

[kagooleo]

riley may have fallen first but lance fell even harder 😳👀

[smilesheartshugs]

Tim doesn’t know that he’s touch starved, he never questioned that weird itch he felt deep with in his bones. Sure it wasn’t quite as prevalent on the rare moment his parents were home and in a good mood. Tim thought it’s normal to crave any scrap of affection his parents threw his way when they were home. But the empty feeling and bone deep aches never went away. Tim never knew he was touched starved. One day while out stalking the bats he tripped and feel off a roof leading robin to rescue him. Robin catches him but doesn’t immediately put the boy down. Tim was stiff before realizing that being held was nice. For the first time the bone deep aches went away. He was kinda sleepy being held though, was that normal? Tim starts to purposely put himself in danger on the nights where not much else was going on in Gotham, not a lot of danger but enough to maybe score a Robin hug! He makes sure to disguise himself each time, no need to make the bats worry about saving the same boy over and over again. Tim would also watch as Batman hugs each of his children and wonder if that’s what hugs are supposed to be like, not the half hearted side hug he would rarely get from his parents. Years later of following this pattern Tim still doesn’t know he’s touched starved. He watched as the robins change and then Robin disappeared. Tim watched as Batman grew more violent till the point he decided to step in and become Robin himself to save Batman! Training was rough but it’s the most he’s been touched in years in a single sitting, so what if this kind of touch comes with bruises! The bone deep aching was dimmer after training. Tim never knew he was touched starved. Nightwing tried to give the new Robin, Tim, a hug exactly one time, Tim must have done it wrong because nightwing never tried to hug him again. Life moves on. A year later Red hood attacks Titans tower. Tim would get him get some hits in as he does with everyone he fights to ease his hollow aches. Red hood pins Tim down and Tim just melts into the touch.

[kingtuna]

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

[pandadrake]

How would werewolf miguel react to pets? I wanna pet the beeg boi.

If we're talking about ATSV Miguel, he'd probably act annoyed, but make zero effort to avoid it.

[maul-of-shame]

You cannot tell me this man is not down bad for Osha

Bro, your yearning is showing 👀👀👀

ALSO we're cooking up a Yord/Osha server with @victoriartdrawings so if you're interested raise your hands yorsha unit!!✨✨✨

Additional padawan stare cause even Tasi is like "Master, with all due respect, wHAT ARE THOSE PUPPY EYES-" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[estrellami-1]

Soft Touch Baby

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5 | Pt 6 | Pt 7 | Pt 8 | Pt 9 | Pt 10 | Pt 11 | Pt 12 | Pt 13 | Pt 14 | Pt 15 | Pt 16 | Eddie’s POV | Song | ao3

Eddie won’t stop looking at Steve now. “I’m not sure I wanna go back to the masks.”

Steve just shrugs. “I’m fine. I deal.”

“Bullshit,” Eddie says easily.

Steve’s world narrows down to that one word. Images, memories, flash through his head. Would’ve should’ve could’ve done something differently. But it’s too late. And she’s happy, and he’s happy for her, except—

He jolts as someone touches his arm. His eyes meet Eddie’s as he tries to control his breathing. “Shit, Steve,” Eddie’s saying. “Are you okay?”

“Fine,” Steve says, on autopilot, then abruptly stands. “I’m gonna-” he gestures vaguely upstairs.

Eddie stands too, hands out like he’s not sure what to do. Steve’s not sure what to do, either. “Steve…” he shakes his head, steps forward. Steve fights himself as he steps back, hates the look on Eddie’s face. Hates himself for the look on Eddie’s face.

“Sorry,” he murmurs, “I’m sorry, I’m fine, I’ll be… I’m gonna…”

“Steve,” Eddie says, and suddenly Steve thinks Eddie would be really good with animals. “Can I touch you?”

Steve bites his lip, looks away, crosses his arms, uncrosses them, nods. Eddie’s hands come into his field of view, slowly, like he’s trying not to scare Steve away, slowly, slowly, hands then arms then torso, and suddenly Eddie is hugging Steve and Steve is all but collapsing into it.

They sit on the couch together, Eddie’s arms still around Steve’s chest, and what should feel confining just feels comfortable. Steve forces himself to breathe normally. “Can I ask what that was about?” Eddie asks, his voice reverberating through his chest into Steve’s.

Steve takes a deep breath. Then another. Then says, “Nancy. She- when we-” he shakes his head. “It’s stupid.”

“It’s not,” Eddie says. “Not if it’s affecting you like this.”

“You’re starting to sound like Robin.”

“Then you’d better listen,” Eddie teases gently. “Cause you know Robin only wants the best for you.”

Steve sighs again. He can’t even argue with that. “When we broke up. That’s what she called me. Called…” he waved a hand around to signify that whole scenario, let his voice trail off and his hand drop. “So. I, uh. I hear that word, and it… reminds me of that.”

“Shit, Steve,” Eddie murmurs again, then suddenly freezes. “Wait, is it just that word? The two parts together? Or-”

Steve manages half a laugh. “You can say shit. It’s fine. Or bull. Just… together, it…”

“Got it,” Eddie nods. “Won’t say it.”

“But it’s stupid, I need to get over it-”

“Nope. Nuh-uh. Already erased from my mental dictionary. It’s no longer a word. What are we even talking about? There’s no word. Nothing there. Nope. What’s between, uh, bulls and bull… uh… whatever comes after that. There’s nothing between them.”

Steve’s laughing now, a real laugh that makes him feel weak, leaning further into Eddie’s arms. And Eddie’s laughing too, squeezing him a little, and even with the circumstances Steve doesn’t think he’s ever been so content.

“Thank you,” he murmurs when they both calm down. “That helped. A lot.”

“You’re welcome,” Eddie says happily. “You’re okay now?”

Steve grins wryly. “Still fucked in the head, but yeah. I think so.”

Eddie chuckles and leans back, still in Steve’s space but no longer holding him. “So, back to what we were talking about before. What kinda fucked in the head happened with the concussions?”

Steve shrugs. “Some things you’d expect. My memory’s pretty shit now. I get headaches, migraines sometimes. I can’t hear very well out of my left ear. I’ve learned to lip read, for the most part. It can be difficult in a crowded room sometimes, but it’s fine. I really am fine.”

Eddie smiles, shakes his head. “New normal?”

“New normal,” Steve agrees with a nod.

Eddie grins suddenly and stands. Steve mourns the loss of his touch, then immediately forces those thoughts back down. “So. We could go to bed.”

Steve raises a brow. “Or?”

“Or I could grab my lunchbox from the van.”

Steve laughs. “Think I’d prefer that option tonight.”

Eddie grins even wider and walks out, sauntering back in a minute later, lunchbox swinging from two fingers. “Get ready,” Eddie teases, and Steve laughs again.

“How much do I owe you?”

Eddie frowns like Steve had said elephants have purple polka dots. “Dude, no,” he says. “We’re getting high together.”

“Eds, c’mon, I know this stuff ain’t cheap.”

“Someone woulda smoked it anyways. Might as well be us. Tell you what, you find a lighter and we’re even.”

Steve looks at him, studies him for a second, then smiles and nods. “Deal.”

Pt 5

[sadistic-softie]

I can't help but read Will Graham as touch starved. Like, every time I look into this mans sad little eyes, I think, "He just wants to be petted and cuddled"

[unorthodoxica]

MY TOUCH STARVED BABY

Image 1: A screenshot of an anime. A close up of someone bandaging up another person's ankle as they stand on sidewalk in black sneakers. The subtitles read: "It's been nothing but stuff like this since I came to this town."

Image 2: A young man with their hair split into two colors: black on the right and white on the left in a light colored hoodie. One eye is also lighter than another. They are somber, their head down as they walk away from a group in close contact, their arms around each other's shoulders. The background is a black to blue gradient and the characters are in grayscale.

Image 3: Subtitles cropped from a show. They read: "The human body is a lot warmer than I thought."

End ID.

[gojoest]

I think gojo has sensitive back too. Just a finger running down his spine he's cumming already

he dOESSSS i think he is very sensitive to touch in general bc he’s not particularly used to it but still so very starved

[bitacrytic]

If everyone has a bucket of affection that they share to all their loved ones in cups and bowls, imagine just how full and unusued Yeonwoon's bucket is.

Imagine how he suddenly has someone who cares about him.

Imagine how he's subconsciously focusing on that one person and pouring his entire bucket over the person's head.

Because if I was Myungha and the self-hating recluse started looking at me funny as his affection counter went up from 0 to 5 to 17, etc, I would also freak out.

I would also have nightmares about it.

[lunar-wandering]

where. is my fanfic/comic of. Macaque and Wukong having a staring contest. and. Macaque is fine because he’s had to have intimidating staredowns with criminals over the years but Wukong is steadily getting nervous because he’s been isolated and hasn’t had to deal with Eye Contact (TM) for centuries.

and eventually Wukong’s eyes and hair swirl to this soft pink colour and he looks away and Macaque goes “ha! I win-” and Wukong reaches over and grabs Macaque’s hand and Macaque just dies and melts partially into shadows instantly because he hasn’t been touched in centuries

[myymi]

“and while he loves the affection so so much ALL of them doing it in his love language is suspicious. but he doesn't want to say anything because he doesn't want them to stop but he also doesn't want them to think they have to do that,,,”

YOURE A GENIUS

Imagine tails feeling guilty and like they’re forcing themself to do it because he accidentally let it slip that he wanted them too. And because sonic, shadow and knuckles are quite touch avoidant and even Amy who is usually quite affection is more about words of affection rather than touch. So whenever they start to do it tails starts to pull away or makes up an excuse to leave.

And it devastates tails because he’s been longing for this for so long but he feels guilty because he feels like they’re making themselves uncomfortable just to make him happy

Of course all four of them are probably quick to shut it down

YEAHHH YEAH YEAH YEAH

he starts keeping an eye out for them and when they start giving cues they're gonna nuzzle him he suddenly has to go build a bomb for the next fight or something..

so the pincushions end up cornering him one day and it's just a big nuzzle pile. tails has no choice but to get nuzzled by his big siblings, they don't care how many guns he needs to build

they're a little worried that they're being too pushy and so tails timidly explains why he's been avoiding them,, it's not because the sudden touching is overwhelming-well it is overwhelming, but in the best way possible-it's because he feels bad. like, they're doing something they don't want to just to make him happy

but they DO want to. they want to show this kid they love him so so so much no matter how they have to. and if that gives them an excuse to snuggle their softest brother then that's just a bonus

[teddybeartoji]

i am nothing but a sensory seeker giVE MEEE GIVE MEEEE GIVEEEMEEEEEEEE I WANNA TOUCH I WANNA FEEEEEEEELLLLL PLEAAAASEEEEEEEEE

[thestobingirlie]

´steve’s a little spoon’ ‘steve’s a big spoon’ wrong

steve is a pancake. he sleeps on his front, everyone else sleeps sprawled across his back