#TRUE physical touch

[nonhumen]

how do you best like to be loved?

touch me with tender truth

you crave being known and held. you just want the warmth and pressure of another body against your own. sometimes, late at night when you're alone in your bed, your skin aches with the lack of touch. you've tried touching yourself, and it isn't the same. one time someone gripped your shoulder and squeezed it in passing, and you thought about it for weeks after - the ghost pressure of their hand lingering. don't you deserve it? consistent physical love and caring? i think so, i think you do. but i also have to ask - do you fear it even as you want? after all, if you get it then it might also be taken away. i hope that if you fear it, you push through past that fear. that you ask for the touch you desire and deserve. i hope that you get touched with love and kindness, wrapped up in warm arms and rocked from side to side until the tension and pain falls away layer by layer and only you are left.

tagged: @daysterre (ty!)

tagging: steal it!!

[ohitslen]

Something other about his eyes

Bonus! Based on this quick thing I did this afternoon and the idea took a bit more shape and turned into that thing from above uEK

[mischievous-thunder]

It's not easy being an insanely pretty immortal being

[kickbutts-singsongs]

Me: oh yeah I read a lot

My aunt: that’s nice! what have you been reading?

Me: *thinks back to the 200+ fics i’ve read in the past couple of months about the same two boys kissing each other*

Me: haha just kidding uh i don’t read ever actually

[monstermommie]

"was that good, darling? yea, you enjoyed it? sounded so pretty for me. took my strap so well too, i’m impressed." after cleaning you up and redressing, i go to put on some cologne, forgetting what my scent does to you. i turn my back to you for a split second, placing my fragrance away in my bag. without warning, you’re pressed up behind me groping my hips. "fuck, sweetheart, you know how sensitive they are. was my strap not enough? you can barely walk yet you’re grinding against my ass like a dog in heat." i’ve already cleaned you up, we’re both about to head out, and here you are whimpering into my neck, nails digging into my hips, humping me. "that feels so good, puppy. you’re such a horny little mutt, can never get enough of me, can you? hm?" you try to answer but it only comes out as broken whines. "awwh, that’s okay, my love, i know just what you’re thinking." we’re both fully clothed but I can feel you twitching against my ass. we both had no idea you could get hard like this. you begin to fondle my sensitive tits and i nearly black out. your other hand snakes across my torso ultimately resting against the very large wet spot on my panties. you’re still rutting hard against my ass through all this, hips shuddering, kissing at my neck. the hand in the front of my jeans begins rubbing perfect fucking circles against me, i’ve never finished so quick in my life. you don’t stop there. i’m pressing against your hand, letting you know you can stop. "fuck, puppy, those hands are so good, holy shit. you made me cum so fast, sweetheart." you drool on my back. a big wet spot with a long strand of saliva connected to it. "awwh, that’s so hot. you look so pretty drooling all over me." you lose control, thrusting against me as hard as you can, your hands leaving their imprint on my hips. "i’m so close, my love. don’t fucking stop, you’re doing so well for me, pup." you pause your tender kisses to bite hard at the nape of my neck sending shivers down the top of my spine. i finish, shuddering against you, praising your work. you cum too, convulsing and shaking for the second time against my ass. immediately, i wine my ass back against you, jiggling, pressing. you finish again in your pants upon contact. "fuck, sweet thing, you look so pretty behind me. can’t help but press against you, barely know what to do with all this, hm?" without time to recover, you start humping me again while i bounce back against you. your legs still shaky from the strap you received not even twenty minutes ago, you stumble back into the nearby wall, but the rebound is immediate, you’re in heat, using me to hold you up as you thrust against me once again. kissing my neck, kneading at my waist. you bring your lips to my ear and ask me if you’re a good dog. i’ve soaked through more than just my underwear now, and magically your hand is inside them. "you’re such a good puppy for me, fucking me so well." upon hearing my praise, you drool against my neck, this time a thick line of spit hangs between your lips and my shirt. you apologize, kneading at my waist and grabbing anything you can get your hands on...

[hballegro]

Who HASNT written a 6 page 2k word stream of consciousness essay on how MASH has impacted their life, staying up at least an hour beyond a semi-reasonable bedtime, complete with crying

[astralwukong]

when blake gives yang all her physical support and love >>>>>>>>>

[hektor-world]

I miss you

[detentiontrack]

If there’s one thing about Anne Boonchuy, it’s that she’s going to find every opportunity to touch her friends

[2ndsk8terboy]

Now you don’t have to say no homo after cuddling anymore

We'd just get to snuggle whenever now? This is even better than I thought.

[blackvahana]

I'm (mostly) keeping Purple Orange and Gold out of this because I haven't been working with them recently, but like. You have. Deus Ex Machina in the way of The Organic Is Machine And He Will Change You To Change Reality, you have Death and War and natural disasters, you have the One to Whom Soldiers Are Sacrificed In War. I'm looking at selves like...

The parts of myself I keep hidden are. all parts, because these are all ultimately halves of aspects and if you suppress an aspect you suppress the aspect... but I see the way I bleed into people. I see the Violent Mother, the one who will bleed your body out on her altar and who tears apart the bodies of the enemy to protect her hatchlings. Ive tried to stay human, but ultimately... this flesh, this soul flesh, eats human bodies. This takes human sacrifices. This tears apart countries, this drives people into psychosis, this pours revelation into eyes that either adapt to handle it or go mad, literally.

The whole part of Godhood is that you are what you are and you actively are it, you actively Be it. This - Dei - is the mergence of opposites which is in itself both the unification of opposites and the rending of similarities in one. Creation Through Destruction.

I'm constantly sitting here grasping at the shredded fabrics I have left (they're shrinking over time) of humanity and. guys. shh. the humans don't like this stuff. Guys, I'm not dancing and infecting people, I'm trying so hard to be quiet down here

[revvnant]

i sit and stew on a post so potent about the victim blaming that goes on in wider fandom headcanons about these characters that goes unnoticed because it's never overt or even intentional and i eat my hands because it's the jumpscare games for kids with their parents' credit cards.

[batsinurbelfrey]

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[mejomonster]

I think this is about as blonde as my hairs getting ToT

[brothersonahotelbed]

it's too bad because some of you guys and i could totally be friends in real life if the current circumstances were different.

[the-yearning-astronaut]

Oh hello 3am existential crisis. Haven't seen you around in a while...can't say I missed you.