#touchstarved meme

[cursed-nyxan]

excuse me, do we need these?

[hoshi-o]

i have too much power sometimes

[assmaster-8000]

when your two touchstarved faves are life long enemies

[ivell]

You have heard that it was said, “Love your enemies”, but sometimes, sometimes you’ve got to end a bitch.

PS: Please use Glaze to protect you art from Ai Systems.

[luckyarchivist]

Funniest thing for me about the TS MC is that they've never heard the saying "still waters run deep."

Just b/c it made me wonder what other common sayings they've never heard.

Leander: I hope I can help you learn your way around! You must feel like a fish out of water in Eridia. MC: The city's not so bad I feel like I'm choking to death, Leander. Leander: That's...not quite what I meant?

Here's another one:

Mhin: I found a way into the Senobium. If I'm being honest, it feels too good to be true, but I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. MC: Is...giving horses as gifts common where you're from? Mhin: What.

Wait, one more, one more:

Ais: Little birdie told me you broke into the Senobium last night. MC: You can talk to birds? Ais: I'm talkin' to you, aren't I, sparrow?

[fey-ax]

[portsandstars]

Touchstarved- A Dating Sim About Mental Health!

Tired of playing dating sims where the Love Interests have trauma larger than the unplayed games in your steam library? Irritated that the fictional characters you encounter in visual novels are even more damaged and problematic than the people you meet on dating apps?

Touchstarved is a game that fixes all of that! In Touchstarved, the Love Interests have all resolved their personal struggles and aim to help you overcome your own with their practical and timely mental health advice!

Meet the cast:

I'd reccomend giving it a try:D Since playing the demo, my sleep schedule has improved, my mind has become quieter, and I've found myself spending less time online. Not only is it fun, it's great for your overall wellbeing! Let me know what you think once you've played!!

[leaiss]

touchstarved as random posts

[mo0nflower26]

It seems that it is now officially canon guys

[cacaobean760]

Leander needs the attention on him again

[cursed-nyxan]

i’ve just found the ultimate kuras textpost and can’t stop laughing

[hoshi-o]

[maboroshiiro]

DONT BE MEAN TO HIM

[ivell]

[riotcat103]

I have this strong feeling that Mhin is a type of 'person' to give the best head pats, hugs and snuggles etc., and it's not just from the fact it'll take an act of God for them to do so, ...but yeah that's kinda it, if they actually do that, it'll be such a praise and honor since it's implied(in the game or/and the fandom) that Mhin is more of a talk and act of service rather than physical touch type of person when it comes to showing affection. So of course we'll take it to heart earning they're trust and affection since I guess it's well earned. But I also like to imagine that they really, REALLY wanted to touch/feel you ever since the time they developed feelings for you, but was scared to get TOO attached since I think they have attachment issues and, hello, you both have curses, and heavens knows WHAT will happen, they're scared to loose you because of they're curse, or loose you because of your curse, and even if you died because of your curse, Mhin will still feel guilty cause hey, you BOTH are looking for a cure, the burden of you dying and they can't do anything about it FRIGHTENS them, cause they can't do anything to protect you from yourself and from them.

THIS IS A MHIN APPRECIATION POST CAUSE I LOVE THEM SMMMM( also they're hands???? bitch I feel like an orgasm is gonna rip out of me just from looking at them)

[butterflewaway]

Credit for prompt: @ravencutebuttevil

"It's just so silly goofy how the MC is so concerned about people seeing their hands but they're apparently so hot that no one cares."

Warnings: MAJOR simping on everyone's behalf i'm sorry, tipsy mc, CONSENT IS KEY, Leander calling your darling is warning enough, ends with Kuras being amazing <3

Pairing: All x Reader

Word Count: 870

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It's hard living like this. Never being able to feel the skin of another person, the bliss of intimacy. Always haunted by what could be. So you kept to yourself.

As everyone drank the night away and laughed and had the time of their lives in the small bar, consuming unholy amounts of watered down beer, you sat alone. Cape wrapped around your body, hood half way to hiding your face. You looked only at your drink. And everyone only looked at you.

As you sat recluse on your barstool at the very edge, five pairs of eyes bore into your back. In your bandaged hands you nursed your eighth glass of cheap whisky. Sipping the burning drink, you rested your chin on you palm. It was cold in the bar. Even wrapped up as you were, you felt the biting of cold on your cursed fingertips.

A chair was pulled out next to you, and down sat a figure. Leander was the first to make his move, unbeknownst to you. His charming grin had faded into a softer smile as he looked down at you. "Face is a bit red, isn't it? Already drunk I see?" His stupid sweet voice almost lulled you to sleep. He was whispering in what was an attempt to preserve your dignity. Not that any of his Bloodhounds cared, they were too busy focusing on a loud drinking game.

You hiccuped quietly and sat up straight, glaring at him with an uncharacteristic pout. "I am not drunk. That's absurd." He just smiled wider and takes your hand into his gloved ones. Your eyes widen as brief panic overtakes you before you remember that this might be the only man in the world capable of touching you and being perfectly fine.

His hands exude a warmth that is foreign to you, encasing your fingers and palm. "Time to retire for the night, don't you think darling?" You scowl and pull your hand away. "N-never- I-" You stand abruptly and topple over your chair. Before your beautiful face reaches for a tantalizing kiss with the floor, two strong arms catch you.

You land in an even warmer embrace. Surely, the floor would have been cold and unforgiving. Instead, Ais peers down at you with a sharp grin of his own, teeth glinting in the soft light emitting from the bar. Your eyes are wide, all alcohol purged from your system. Your face tinges red as he pulls you up, but does not let go.

Just as sudden, you are yanked out of Ais's embrace, a scorching hand on your wrist. Noting with more severe panic that your wrist is covered, you look up to see your assailant. Vere is smirking, but he does not look pleased to see your blush directed at Ais. The fox is... jealous? Just as he opens his mouth to something haughty no doubt, you are once again yanked.

You're confused, head spinning. Swearing to yourself you would never drink again, you survey the room slowly until your sleepy gaze finds your newest assailant. This time it's Mhin, and they are boring holes into Vere's skull. "Don't touch. You- you-" Seething with rage, Mhin barely has the words to express their hatred for the smirking fox.

As they engage in a staring contest with the fox, Ais and Leander watch in amusement. You are left standing there with a dumbfounded expression at the pissing contest being had. Just as you are about to slip away, a hand is placed on your shoulder. You brace yourself as you come face to face with none other than Kuras.

You let out a sigh of relief and a gentle smile appears on his face. He places his second hand onto your forehead, brushing away any hair in the way. "Are you alright? That was quite a frightful fall. You are flushed." You burn hotter as you observe the taller man. He is calm and quiet, and you feel the rest of the bar mute around you, all noises and laughing fading into the background.

There is nothing but Kuras's beaming golden eyes, gazing into your own. You exit quietly as he leads you to your room, his hand never leaving your shoulder. He opens your door and ushers you inside. You're still dazed when he gently pushes you down to sit on the bed and kneels in front of you.

All thoughts are suddenly drained out of your head as you stare down at this beautiful man, kneeling in front of you. He unlaces your boots and pulls them off, placing them neatly beside the door. As he stands back up, you fall down onto your mattress, the air leaving your lungs as Kuras walks back over to you and smiles again. He grabs your blanket and pulls it over you.

You're half asleep as he tucks you in, and you faintly feel warm fingers brushing your hair out of your face. A whispered, "Goodnight, dear.'", is all that is heard before the clicking of a door being shut. As you sleep soundly, Kuras ignores the eyes stabbing holes through him as he bids his companions goodnight and exits the bar, the smallest smile on his lips.