#nonverbal love

[thelonelyempath]

MORE Nonverbal Love Prompts (saying "I love you" without saying "I love you")

1. Helping your partner through a panic attack by rubbing their back or stomach

2. Getting lost in your partner's eyes while they're venting to you

3. Breathing in your partner's scent while hugging them

4. Cuddling with your partner after sex

5. Telling your partner goofy jokes to make them laugh (bonus if they're having a rough day)

6. Apologizing to your partner when you're in the wrong

7. Protecting your partner when they're scared

8. FOREHEAD KISSES (in all caps because I can't stress enough how important forehead kisses are)

9. Showering with your partner (not in a sexual way, but in a relaxing way)

10. Reassuring your partner how amazing they are when they feel insecure

11. Using a cute nickname for your partner

12. Cupping your partner's face in your hand before kissing them

13. Helping your partner get dressed

14. Rubbing your partner's back until they fall asleep

15. Waking your partner up when they sleep through their alarm

16. Doing a chore for your partner when they're too tired to do it themselves

17. Holding your partner's hand to let them know you're there

18. Hugging your partner to warm them up when they're cold

19. Picking up your partner and spinning them around in a hug to show them how much you missed them

20. Aggressively cuddling your partner so they can't get out of bed

[astronomical-bagel]

when the nonverbal protagonist is nonverbal

[soldrawss]

Actually because this isn't canon and just me having fun with @goodlucktai au, im gonna post this as well. Imagine that one ROTTMNT totified episode, except its with Gio, who becomes the most littlest guy ever!!!

[wispurring-moss]

sometimes i think about what kinds of absolutely batshit ridiculousness Angel probably spews during all his time spent sitting at Husk's bar & this just kinda fell out today lmao 🤷🩷🧡✨️

[nnicknnelsonn]

knows what nick has in mind

is fully onboard with that plan

{prev} so in love {next}

[touchlikethesun]

yknow how when you spend a lot of time with someone you start picking up some of their little language idiosyncrasies without even meaning too? yeah i think binghe would do this with shen qingqiu’s modernisms and references like he doesn’t know what they mean mean but he’s just picked up from context (because he’s a very smart boy) — neither binghe or sqq realize that that is what’s happening bc it just sounds natural to them, and it’s not until shang qinghua is over for tea (and tea) and he realises that binghe knows lots of words that he Should Not Know and that he’s actually keeping up with cumplane’s otaku talk and he’s just like “you shouldn’t know this why do you know this” and binghe just tilts his head at him bc what is this shishu on about now? it’s such a shock to sqq too tho because he didn’t even realise how comfortable he was with binghe like to the point that he was regularly forgetting to speak like a xianxia immortal master and he just like. hides his blush behind his fan. and refuses to comment

[natalievoncatte]

Even in the vast softness of Caitlyn’s bed

(their bed)

Vi felt the jolt. It was either that or the soft, pained exhalation that woke her, but it didn’t really matter. She snapped awake with the sudden alertness she’d been taught by Vander and had honed in Stillwater. Even though she came around in an instant, she still expected to feel a cold concrete floor beneath her aching side and smell the charnel stink of sweat, desperation, and blood. Waking up to soft linens and the clean, fresh smell of sheets washed in lavender water, and *Cait* felt fresh and new every time.

“…no…” Cait mewled. “…no… stop… Jinx… Cupcake! Cupcake she calls me-“

Vi hesitated, unsure whether to wake her. She’d seen plenty of people cry out in their sleep and knew that eight times in ten it was better to let them ride it out instead of waking them in the middle of something that might make them lash out or hurt themselves.

When Cait let out a blood-curdling scream, Vi lept wxross the bed and pressed a hand to her cheek, finding a cold sweat sheening her skin.

“Cait, wake up.”

Caitlyn’s eyes (*eye*, a bitter voice added) snapped open and she looked around, jerking up from the bed, her chest heaving as she drew in ragged, pained breaths.

Vi pulled her into an embrace, wrapping Caitlyn up in her arms and bending her body as much as she could to form a shield around her while Caitlyn desperately hugged her back and buried her face in Vi’s neck.

Sometimes they said more this way than they did by talking. Vi sat up and gently rubbed the back of Cait’s neck with her fingertips and pressed light kisses to the crown of her head, for no other reason than she loved her and she was free to show it.

Finally Cait said, “I had a nightmare.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Cait didn’t answer, instead resting her head on Vi’s shoulder while her finger aimlessly traced the tattoo on Vi’s arm, sort of half-humming on exhalation. Vi had learned that Cait wasn’t being rude when she didn’t answer her and that these little things she did to soothe herself were just as important. That Vi could savor Cait’s touches forever was incidental. Vi hadn’t touched her enough and would make up for it for the rest of her life.

“Do you remember the… the tea party.”

Vi swallowed hard. That night had been one of the most painful of her life, when all her sins had marched out of the darkness to revenge themselves on her tenfold. It was the terror she felt when she saw Cait’s eyes that shattered her, but the worst, the worst…

(I paid your girlfriend a visit…)

It hurt to even summon the thought, like touching the edges of a barely healed wound, feeling the scab lift and pull at the raw flesh beneath.

For a moment Vi knew that Jinx was going to lift that lid and Caitlyn’s severed rotting head would be sitting there staring at her with blank eyes and she cringed in horror and fear, a shiver ripping through her.

Cait knew; Vi didn’t have to say yes.

“Did you ever wonder how she knew you called me cupcake?”

Vi shook her head. “I thought she must have heard me. On the bridge maybe or…”

“She might have, but she delighted in making me tell her. I was helpless, terrified. She spent hours hurting me, but she kept saying she wouldn’t kill me because she was waiting for you. She said you’d do it.”

“Did you believe her?”

“No, never.”

Vi let out a long, slow sigh in relief.

“I hurt you. I hit you, but you would never hurt me.”

“We talked about that, Cait.”

“I know.”

There was a brief silence in the dark. First light was beginning to peek through the curtains and soon it would be time to get up. Most nights Vi hated waking now. She wanted nothing more than to spend then rest of her life in soft sunlit moments with Cait, making love under the warming sunlight as often as not.

Cait’s hand worked between them and traced over the scar on Vi’s belly, in the same spot where Cait’s rifle butt had smashed the air from her lungs and left her begging, sent her spiraling into a booze-fueled nightmare of longing where the pain of a fist to her face was the only thing that kept her awake long enough to keep looking for someone to kill her in the ring before the drinking did.

They held each other a little tighter.

“No one is going to get you now,” Vi promised.

“You’re not my keeper, Vi. You mean more to me than what you can do for me.”

“I meant you can hold your own. You took me out, remember? Do you know how many people can say that?”

“You let me win because I’m me.”

Vi shook her head. “Not until I was already face up on the ground. You took down Ambessa.”

“I had help.”

“You’ll have help if someone comes at you again. My help.”

“I told you, Vi, you…”

“No. It’s not because I owe you something, it’s because I love you.”

Vi hadn’t said the words yet, despite all this time, but it shocked neither of them.

“We protect each other, then.”

Vi nodded in agreement. She could see Cait’s eye growing lidded and the tension slit out of her body as Vi lay down with her. She was asleep in a few minutes, snoring lightly against Vi’s neck.

Vi vowed to stay awake, Cait was too soft.

[jesuistrestriste]

Need full on petplay w art. Puppy art this puppy art that... ok wheres his collar. Wheres his leash

yeahh:(

like he’s on his hands and knees for you as soon as you get home; looking up to you with big, blue, pleading eyes as he scoots forward and pushes his nose into your thigh.

“i missed you…” he whimpers softly, barely audible, and you reach down to pet his soft mop of tousled blonde curls.

“missed you too, puppy.. were you good while i was gone?”

and he whines. it’s guilty and low and sticks in his chest like bubblegum. he shakes his head. “.. i.. ‘m sorry… couldn’t help it…”

and you’re confused, but when you look up towards the living room, you see an assortment of toys on the coffee table near the couch. one of your vibrators and a silicone stroker you bought for him a year ago and a bottle of lube. along with a few crumpled tissues. a fresh crime scene.

you sigh, pulling back from his touch, and he tries chasing your legs with his needy hands. you immediately slide your hand from his hair to the back of his collar, then slipping your fingers down to the dog tag at the front of it. affectionately engraved ‘mutt’. you give it a soft but firm tug, forcing his attention back up to your eyes and not your soft thighs.

“i said to wait.”

he pouts. he might cry.

“i kn-know.. im sorry, i am… i was just thinking about you a lot, and i couldn’t.. like, it was really hurting and i just—“

you tug on the collar again, and click your tongue with disapproval. he shuts his mouth. his palms plant on the ground in front of where he’s sitting on his calves. “i was a bad boy.”

you nod, and without warning you start slowly walking away from the doorway. he’s instantly snapping to attention, being tugged with you by your grasp still holding the collar.

“yes, yes you were. you are. so now.. you’re gonna clean this mess up and meet me in the bedroom. do you understand?”

he nods, and immediately stands to begin cleaning the evidence of his desperation once you’ve let him go.

he steps into the bedroom afterwards and you immediately corner him and hook a leash onto the front of his collar. you lead him over to the mattress where you lay down and take your bottoms off.

you wrap the leash around your hand four times to give him no leeway to move without your direction, and then you’re pulling his body forward by his lead into your heat.

you watch the way he sinks down onto his tummy and begins mouthing wetly and eagerly at your core, licking and slobbering and suckling the best he can manage.

several moans slip from your lips, and you gaze down at his closed eyes and flushed cheeks, your hold on the leash keeping him close.

“be a good puppy for me tonight, and maybe i’ll give you a treat,” you gasp between soft groans.

he doubles his efforts automatically, his fingers itching to hold your body, but he resists. he nods and whines into your wetness.

he’ll do whatever it takes to get that reward from you and prove that he can still be good.

he’s a good boy.

he’s the best.

and he’s gonna show you how well trained you have him ..

[primal-con]

Wanted to draw robots again so I’m going back to my roots

[very-normal-abt-this]

I want talk about how much love was nonverbally expressed *after* their last conversation in S2 Finale.

Yes, you heard right. AFTER.

Sure, they ended the conversation completely pissed at each other. Broken hearted. But, like in any solid relationship, they don't hold grudges. Only a few short moments later, all the anger is gone from Aziraphale's face, and the only emotions left are: love, longing, fear, regret. He can barely pay attention to Metatron, because he keeps looking out the window at Crowley. I think I counted 7 times of him turning his head to look. And of course, he is close to changing his mind several times. (BTW, I would *kill* to know what thoughts were going through his mind right before he committed to leaving, right before he said "nothing at all" with that fake smile)

And Crowley. Most humans, when they feel they've been rejected and/or abandoned - they slam the door and they leave in a huff! They don't look back, they get in their car, and drive away as fast they can, possibly with a middle finger pointed in the direction of the offending party. (Unless they're the type of person who would stand by the door, cry and beg them to stay, but obviously that behavior could never be exhibited by Crowley).

But Crowley does not leave. He does not even try to hide in his car. He stands there, intentionally on display, waiting and watching. Why? Because either A) He is not viewing this as a rejection and abandonment, but as a [huge] difference of opinion, so he is not reacting like someone who has just been rejected. Or B) he IS viewing it as rejection, but he loves Aziraphale so much that his main priority is still to make sure that the Angel is safe, regardless of their current relationship status. His love for Aziraphale is literally unconditional. Crowley wants to watch him walk into that elevator with his own eyes, and make sure that he's not doing so under duress. Or there is option C) He is standing there defiantly, to communicate his disapproval and disbelief at what Aziraphale is doing, like "I can't believe you're actually doing this, I have to see this shit with my own eyes to believe it." Or option D) He is hoping to influence Aziraphale to change his mind, because he knows that its incredibly hard for Aziraphale to leave him. Standing there to send a message of "I'm still here. Are you really sure you are okay with being separated?" Or maybe even E) A small part of him wondered if he (Crowley) might change his own mind about going, once he saw Aziraphale actually walking toward the elevator, once he saw that it's actually happening.

I don't think it's option C because of Crowley's facial expression and body language after Aziraphale gets in the elevator. I don't see any anger, frustration, disgust, or judgment there. All I see is...utter despondency, numbness, melancholy, hopelessness. So, I'm thinking its a combination of reasons A, B, and D. Maybe a little E.

And, I wondered the same about Aziraphale. As he is walking to the elevator, he is not acting as someone who is angry at their significant other. I imagine that a lot of people who feel angry after a fight, and feel their partner is completely in the wrong - they would walk into that elevator without looking back at the offending party. They might put on the happiest face and try to hide all traces of negative emotions, just to "stick it to them." But Aziraphale does look back at Crowley. And, this last nonverbal communication with his partner is also very intentional; he wants Crowley to know that he is looking at him on purpose (just as Crowley's behavior of standing by the Bentley and watching him leave is very intentional). Aziraphale stops and makes eye contact with Crowley, right before he walks into the elevator. Just as Crowley, he is trying to send a message with that pause and look. What message? A) "I can't believe you're not coming with me, I'm hurt and disappointed in you." B) "I want you to know that it's very hard for me to do this, I'm torn about it, and I'm thinking about you." C) "I just found out very bad news and you're in danger." Or option D) "I just found out very bad news and I'm definitely going to need your help. I'll be back."

My opinion is that its a combo of B, C, and D. I do not think its A, based on Aziraphale's behavior and emotions right after Crowley walked out.

So, to summarize the point I am making - despite their deficits in communicating with words, Aziraphale and Crowley continue communicating their feelings nonverbally. They remain committed to each other, even in the face of the biggest rift they've ever experienced in their relationship. Their behavior shows that their first priority in the relationship is not "to be right" or "to win the argument." Their priorities are - taking care of each other. Letting each other know that, "no matter what happens, I am here, and I'm thinking about you."

Thanks for reading! please leave a comment.

[thelonelyempath]

Nonverbal Love Prompts (saying "I love you" without saying "I love you")

Laying on your partner's lap while watching a movie

2. Cooking your partner's favorite meal

3. Giving your partner a massage after a stressful day

4. Randomly hugging your partner out of nowhere (bonus points if you're not a physically affectionate person)

5. Forehead, cheek, nose, and hand kisses

6. Kissing your partner's scars to show that you care

7. Remembering a tiny, insignificant fact about your partner because you thought it was interesting

8. KIssing your partner's knuckles to ease their anxiety

9. Playing with your partner's hair until they fall asleep

10. Watching over your partner with adoration as they sleep on your lap

11. Buying/making your partner something that reminds you of them

12. Laying on your partner's chest and listening to their heartbeat

13. Holding your partner's hand in crowds so you/they don't get lost

14. Texting your partner to tell them you got home safe/make sure they got home safe

15. Cuddling your partner back to sleep after a nightmare

16. Listening to your partner vent about whatever's bothering them

17. Helping your partner with chores/homework

18. Sharing your food with your partner

19. Laughing at your partner's jokes, even if you don't find them that funny

20. Taking care of your partner when they're sick or injured

21. Giving your partner your jacket when they're cold

22. Tucking a strand of your partner's hair behind their ear to better see their face

23. Adjusting your schedule to spend more time with your partner

24. Getting your partner out of a situation that makes them uncomfortable

25. Intertwining your fingers with your partner's while making love

26. Holding your partner against your chest and letting them cry when they're upset

27. Giggling at how cute your partner is when they blush

28. Clinging to your partner when you're tired

29. Deep, passionate, breathless kisses that leave you aching for more

30. Dancing with your partner in the living room

31. Defending your partner in their absence

32. Smiling at your partner just to see them smile back at you

33. Back hugs

34. Having a conversation with your partner using only your eyes

35. Looking at your partner fondly, appreciating the fact that they exist and they're in your life

[lilnasxvevo]

I love you Monkey D. Luffy I love you protecting the power of friendship through the power of incredible violence

[beaulesbian]

One Piece 1.01 || 1.07

[tontoemojis]

Appreciation post to all my semiverbal & semispeaking , nonverbal & nonspeaking friends . Appreciation post to all my AAC users friends who use AAC for whatever reason . To my friends with language disorders , to those who type & talk weird for whatever reason . To anyone who feels good talking in 3rd person . Who those who can ’ t or won ’ t communicate at all .

This post goes for all my friends & all the people & non people out there . You all deserve love , respect , support , appreciation & also recognition . Love you all so much !!! 🧡

[itz-pandora]

Misc AU

He forgot how to cry.

[winter-seance]

There She Goes (2018-2023) 2.01 Speech and Language