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#can you tell im touch starved
hobiebrownismygod · 5 months
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I need a Hobie hug so bad its not even funny anymore
Imagine his long ass arms wrapping around your waist from the back, his head nuzzling into his neck and his hair tickling you just slightly as he presses a soft kiss to your jaw
or you're just laying in bed and he comes, lifts you up and pulls you into him, cuddling you like you're a baby, his limbs completely engulfing you with warmth
he's sitting down and he beckons for you to come and sit in front of him so you do and he pulls you in, wrapping his arms and legs around you and sitting back against the wall while you lean your head back onto his chest, his chin on your forehead as the two of you sit there in silence, smiles on your faces
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hyvcklvr · 6 months
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Jaemin probably gives the nicest touches. Going to bed with him would always be a 10/10. He'd pull you in till you can feel his breath on your ears and are snuggled into his neck. He'd stroke your hair and caress your cheeks, spread light kisses all over your face, not leaving an inch empty. He'd rub your back when you've had a bad day. He knows all the sensitive spots, like rubbing behind your neck, ears or under your jawline, which always gets you sighing out in relief. He'd cuddle into your neck when he's feeling tired, peppering kisses on your shoulder. He's literally a dream come true for a cuddle person.
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tinybitofhope · 9 months
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i just want to be cuddled. i just want someone to play w my hair. its not that fucking hard.
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feral-balatron · 1 year
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afhjfdhjkldsdgdhjsj i cant with fictional characters they just look so soft i just want to hug them and never leave
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https-rat · 2 years
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you ever lay your head on someone’s lap? that’s the shit. i love that.
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i know im a good person because one of my favorite things EVER is, when making a call to a service, to always be super kind and compliment the person that's assisting me. like heck yeah thank you so much have a great day you're wonderful, your voice is deep and pleseant let's get married. ill cook you that pasta dish everyone says ive perfected and carve a whale on a golden carton cake base and gift it to you ill buy you coffee and roll your cigarettes ill let you wear my sunglasses ill make sure youre never too cold or too warm, ill hold your waist with firm and reassuring hands i will hug you and rub your back and watch all the movies with you ill annoy you with my favorite hannibal episodes ill take you with me to my tatto appointments, ill hold your hand even in the hottest heatwave, i will write to you and for you and about you.
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dykebeyondthebinary · 7 months
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i need a girlfriend who’ll always have their hands on me. i want your hands on my hips and gently tracing my skin. i want constant hugs from behind. i want your hands in my hair. i want kisses all over everywhere anytime we’re alone. i want hugs and cuddles and handholding.
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tacagen · 9 months
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eobard thawne, why are you holding down your nemesis who 'ruined your life' Like That
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honeymoonmunsonn · 5 months
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Eddie X female reader ( Drabble )
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Just thinking about how Eddie would be absolutely obsessed with your natural scent that he couldn’t help but to always smell you, like just imagine him standing right behind you hovering over Ur sweet frame as he leans down poking his nose into Ur hair as his rough hands hold Ur waist taking in Ur heavenly scent “ hmm... my god” Eddie breathes out into Ur hair your neck warming up by his breath as you giggle softly tilting Ur head back to look up into his chocolate dark eyes
“ Ed’s what are you doing ~ “  you say between Ur giggles as he looks down at you the corner of his mouth lifting a bit pulling your back into his warm chest “ shh angel, let me enjoy how heavenly you smell “ he replies as he rubs his nose into Ur neck leaving small kisses against it mumbling over and over of how intoxicating you are as you just smile and enjoy his love as you turn around in his arms leaning up to kiss his soft lips stumbling onto his bed...
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dolls-self-ships · 2 years
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he doesn’t just pull out the piano playing for captives, y’know!
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tinybitofhope · 3 months
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need a friend group where cuddles, all the time, and its NOT 'weird'. please call me the stupidest pet names u can think of while ur stroking my hair curled up on the couch watching the group's fave movie. please let's buy a couch so we can all lay on each other while we play video games and are stupidly bad at it.
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ilydottie · 1 day
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not to be too real on main but i'm feelin' a little burntout socially today and of course with this my brain goes straight to how dottore would take care of his very tired/burntout partner because what better way to soothe yourself than with your favs
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phoenixdragon5411 · 2 years
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Bruce, John, and holding hands
"Please don't me let down" John pleaded, nervously fidgeting with the ends of his sleeves. Bruce opened his mouth to try and decline, but his voice caught as he looked over at John. He was leaned over in his chair, looking up at Bruce with wide hoping eyes. "P-please" John attempted again. Bruce sighed lightly in defeat, he berated himself internally, he barely knew this man, yet John wore down his resolve so quickly.
Bruce smiled fondly, the small niceness made Johns face perk up slightly, "I'd be happy to meet your friends, John. Just say when and where" he finally agreed. John shifted suddenly in his seat, sitting up straighter, putting the back of him palm against the pew cushion. "Oh, I was hoping you would say that" John nearly squealed giggling softly he bounced in his seat, with the same poorly covered excitement of child who found out he was about to go to Disney land. Bruce glanced warily at a man several rows ahead, who had turned around to give them a look of disgust.
"Oh this is going to be so much fun" John exclaimed, clapping his hands together, still unable to sit still in his seat. Bruce glanced back over, shifting uncomfortably at the ever-growing number of glares. As a last resort to quell his newfound friend, Bruce gently, but quickly, grabbed John’s hand. “funeral, remember” Bruce whispered, looking dead ahead at the reception, partially afraid of seeing John’s reaction.
John stilled immediately, his voice breaking off mid giggle, more in shock then anything else. He looked over, glancing rapidly between Bruce’s face and their hands. Bruce tensed after several uncharacteristic moments of almost no reaction from came from John. Fearing he made a decision that made his friend uncomfortably, he started pulling his hand away. John instantly grabbed Bruce’s retreating hand, hesitantly moving it back on his own. Bruce finally looked over at John, who was staring intently on their hands, a light dust of pink on his pale face.
Carefully watching John’s reaction, Bruce made a bold move, interlocking their fingers together. John leaned down, just a small bit, but it was enough of a change to notice, he looked up at Bruce through his lashes hopefully, “if I’m good, promise not to let me go?” he pleaded softly, voice quivering.
Bruce couldn’t hold back the quiet chuckle that came from John’s obvious – yet adorable – attempt at manipulating Bruce into saying yes to him. Unfortunately for Bruce, despite how obvious the attempt was, it was still working on him. Bruce cleared his throat, trying to compose himself, before sighing lightly in defeat, “okay John, I promise”
John smiled brightly, shifting slightly in his seat, gnawing on his bottom lip to keep himself quiet, “I’ve never held anyone’s hand before” he admitted softly, squeezing Bruce’s hand, experimentally.
Bruce glanced at their hands, before looking up at John. There was a brief moment where protective urge came over Bruce. A moment where, Bruce thought how he could give John all the affection, time, and love he had missed out on, how much he wanted to do for his new friend. Show his everything beautiful and bright, and protect him from anything that would bring him harm. Bruce closed his eyes, mentally trying to will any affectionate thoughts away. He settled on giving John’s hand a comforting squeeze in return, a part of him hoped it would show John the thoughts Bruce both couldn’t and wouldn’t put into words.
John sniffled, looking up at Bruce with childlike amazement, “it make me feel better…” John trailed off, nervous giggling starting again. Bruce repeated to himself that his actions were to make John quiet down, and nothing more, before he stroked his thumb against the back of John’s hand soothingly. John quieted down again, staring briefly at their hands before meeting Bruce’s eyes again, “I almost never want it too end” he whispered, tears brimming his eyes.
Bruce swallowed hard, John suddenly sounded to helpless and meek, he sighed, and in what he would call a moment of weakness, smiled at John and made him a promise. “If you’re quiet, I’ll let you hold my hand anytime”
John’s face lit up, and suddenly Bruce knew, he was fucked… but in John’s defense, he did keep quiet.
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hymnxl · 1 month
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feeling a little lonely tonight. not like a sad lonely but once again one of those i want to just cuddle with someone and be around them, talk for hours, laugh, and kiss.
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blkjackalz · 10 months
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things you should keep me far away from:
fictional ships.
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