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wordsmith30 · 7 months

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I also just have to talk about this GIF from the training scene because it gets me every single time. It’s different from the other comfort scenes we’ve seen so far (the hug in 1×03, the “Can you feel my hand?” in Shannon’s room, and the smile in the back of the van) because Ava is just stunned.

She was starting to panic inside the wall, begging for Beatrice to “bring [her] out.” Then, when it seems she’s gotten stuck, Ava hits the ground hard and lies hunkered down on her elbows, eyes closed and just trying to catch her breath. A moment later, Beatrice’s hands are on her shoulders and Ava flinches.

Given the way Frances abused and manhandled her in the orphanage, Ava is likely expecting something similar here – for Beatrice to haul her upright and tell her to try again (or worse, lecture her on her performance). But then Beatrice is cupping her face like a child’s, comforting her, soothing her. “It’s okay,” she says. “You did it.”

And Ava just looks up at her in astonishment, like she doesn’t know what she’s seeing. She blinks, processing, as Beatrice strokes her hair, and it’s like you can see the fear leave her eyes.

Because in those words, in that gesture, is “I’ve got you”, “You’re safe”, and “You can trust me.” It’s an affirmation of faith given and faith proven – of Beatrice’s trust in Ava’s success and Ava’s trust in Bea to see her through.

“Thank you,” Ava breathes.

It’s the only thing she can say because Beatrice has come to her aid again, is taking care of her again, and that feeling is still so new and strange, and overwhelming, but it’s also the tenderest thing in the world.

Ava’s gotten a glimpse of Beatrice’s combat skills – she knows the damage she’s capable of inflicting – but in the cradle of Beatrice’s hands is the safest she’s ever been.

Beatrice will not hurt her.

(GIF credit: @avassharpe)

#this scene has me in a chokehold #Alba Baptista the woman that you are #the things she conveys with her eyes #and Kristina’s gestures are so delicate #their physicality is amazing #otp: I’ll be there every step of the way #otp: in this life #Avatrice #love language: physical touch #love language: words of affirmation #Warrior Nun 1×08 #Ava Silva #Sister Beatrice #Alba Baptista #Kristina Tonteri-Young #Warrior Nun #character analysis

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creativepromptsforwriting · 3 months

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Love Languages

Physical Touch

Expressing and receiving affection through touch, physical closeness, and other forms of physical connection.

hugging - just random, to give energy, to breathe them in

holding hands every chance they have

sitting close together, touching each other

gently massaging their partner

casually putting a hand on the other's body

pulling their partner on their lap

dancing together

being their big spoon

casually kissing their partner

warming their partner up by rubbing their body

running hands through their hair

cuddling on the couch together

letting them lay their head on their partner's lap

squeezing their knee in a public setting

pushing hair back behind the other’s ear

initiating sex and paying attention to their partner's preferences

#love language #love languages #physical touch #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing prompts

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vroomvroomwee · 8 months

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If I ever give you an interesting rock without uttering a word, you should know that that is the highest form of love I am capable of displaying and the highest honour I can bestow upon you

#words of affection #acts of service #quality time #gift giving #physical touch #no bro #rock giving #love languages #autism #autistic things #actually autistic #actually audhd #audhd #audhd things #adhd #neurodivergence #neurodivergent #neurodiversity

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lilbabyvalentine · 9 months

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yvainart · 1 year

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so i finally started reading atla’s comics and this happened so yeah

#yknow sokka’s love language is like physical touch and hugging others #and i think he really likes to hug zuko #zukka #avatar zukka #zukka fanart #zuko x sokka #my art #zuko #sokka #avatar zuko #sokka avatar the last airbender #avatar sokka #atla zuko #atla sokka

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hop-a-lot · 7 months

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would you mind doin a lil speedingbullet doodle for us mentall ill people

sunday afternoon hang out

#u know...thigh touching..#physical touch/quality time are their love languages #this is either at scout's ma house or in the base #tf2 #speeding bullet #tf2 sniper #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #also calbee chips>>>>

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warren-keplers-funk-band · 7 months

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season two so far has really been feeding into my poly-crew delusions

izzy deserves love too, damnit

#anyway the crew's love language is physical touch #and izzy is a deranged touch-starved sad little man #soooo #1 + 1 = 2 as far as i can see #ofmd #izzy hands #ofmd fang #ofmd frenchie #our flag mean death #izzy hands fanart #ofmd fanart #dan's art

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chaoticvi · 9 months

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the hands that bring destruction can be so gentle.

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crappycamille · 9 months

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a/n: gasp, i actually wrote something. be easy on me okay, i haven’t done this in a while. just some fluffy conjecture tbh, although there is one suggestive line but that’s why all my stuff is 18+, minors dni please… enjoy <3

Bakugou Katsuki had never experienced touch.

Well, that’s not entirely true. He had been touched before: punched and hit by those desperately trying to escape his pursuit, clung to by those fearing for their life, gentle yet encouraging pats on the back from friends, loving but annoying pinches of the ear from his mother. He’s even been pawed at and caressed by lust-filled women that satisfy temporary needs. And even more dangerously, he’s been fondled by the promise of love disguised as lust… But never had Bakugou been touched.

At least until you.

The first time you touched Bakugou is a memory he will never forget. He was bone tired having worked an incredibly grueling month-long mission.

Instead of going home to catch up on much-needed sleep, he immediately went to his office to get the paperwork done. Most people don’t know that a lot of things on the legal side can’t go through until his side of the paperwork is done. Bakugou constantly feels like he’s never fast enough. No matter how fast he can get to the victims. No matter how fast he catches the villain. No matter how fast he gets things done he wasn’t fast enough to prevent the victims from becoming victims in the first place. So, in his mind, the least he could do is get his paperwork done as fast as possible so that those involved can get their justice.

But, of course, the moment the mission is done—before he’s even had a chance to change out of his hero suit—he’s met with nothing but a mountain of news articles and tabloid headlines ridiculing his name. They find joy in villainizing him over the smallest of details.

Most of the time, Bakugou ignores those things. It doesn’t matter to him what others think. They can nitpick whatever they want because despite that he won. He saved the people who needed to be saved. To him, that was all that really mattered… usually.

It must have been his level of exhaustion, but he couldn’t help the way his brows furrowed in disappointment reading the headlines. The words for the public sitting heavier on his chest than normal. His emotions got to him more than normal as he walked down the hallway from his official, finally heading home.

It was late.

Far too late for anyone else to still be there. Yet, he swore he could hear the soft pitter-patter of heels clicking against the floor. As he turned the corner he was met with the sight of you packing up. You hadn’t noticed him yet, so he watched with confusion as scurried around filing documents, turning off computers, and locking doors.

“The hell? Why’re you still here?” He internally cringed as his voice boomed more than he meant it to since you nearly jumped out of your skin upon hearing him.

“Oh Dynamight, Sir! I apologize I meant to be out of here before you noticed I was here.” Exhaustion seeped through your voice, giving you more rasp than normal.

“That’s not what I asked you. The hell’re you still here for?”

“Well…” you scratched your head feeling a bit shy, debating on whether or not to tell him the real reason why you were there. “I stayed to make sure all of the paperwork you submitted just now went through. As head of your legal team, it’s my job to make sure things on the agency’s side are squared away. I understand you like to get things done immediately after a mission, Sir.”

Bakugou was speechless. So many questions riddle through his head he wanted to ask. Had you done this after every mission and he never noticed you? yes When had you noticed that he came in after missions to do paperwork? Why did you care? Instead, he watched wordlessly as you gathered your things.

“You don’t need to do that.” He finally spoke. His tone was unusually soft, nearing sweet if you squinted hard enough. You breathily chuckled. You had been working for Bakugou long enough to know that was his way of saying thank you.

“It’s really no problem, Sir. No reason you have to be the only person in the office so late, especially after working such long missions.” You softly smiled at him. With you being so close, he could see the exhaustion prominent in your own face.

The two of you worked your way out of the building together in silence. Bakugou felt that he had so many things he wanted to say, so many things he wanted to ask, but they all muddled to the back of his mind.

It was only when you guys reached the front lobby exit that he became aware of the incessant buzzing of his phone. Countless mentions, tags, reposts, and message requests were flooding in from every social media app. He could’ve sworn he turned his notifications off a long time ago, but there they were. Those same articles that called him a corrupt hero, a heinous/reckless man, and nitpicked things down to the way he breathed were being sent to him over and over again. A constant reminder that so many people disapprove of him.

He hadn’t noticed how tightly he had been gripping his phone. How clenched his bicep was until he felt a gentle squeeze on his arm. Your hand was small in comparison to his but its presence was overwhelming.

Your thumb subtly rubbed soothing circles on his clenched bicep. “If it’s worth anything, I think you’re incredibly kindhearted. The world is lucky to have a hero like you protecting it. Goodnight, Sir. Get some rest.”

Bakugou thought he was going to melt the second you pulled your hand away. Your words rang loud in his ears, but his skin buzzed even louder at the lingering effects of your touch. He had to stop himself from sobbing in the lobby that night.

There was something oh so special about your touch.

From the first time you ever touched him to the way, you touch him now as his wife. He swears he has to stop himself from sobbing every time. It’s the overwhelming love that pours out of you every time your skin connects with his.

He was so incredibly touch-starved before you came along. Starved from the kind of touch that doesn’t come from platonic relationships. Starved from the touch of someone that didn’t expect to gain something from him in return. Starved from the intimate touch of true love.

He revels in every little touch you grace him with. The way you hold his hand under the dinner table. The way you pinch him lovingly, reminding him of his mother, when he says something out of pocket.The way you squeeze his thigh and rub soothing circles on him when tensions get high in a meeting. The way you nestle your face in his back as he cooks. The way you lightly slap his shoulder as you laugh hysterically. The way you drag your hands along his sides as he lays on you. The way you claw at him desperate to somehow bring him impossibly closer as he thrusts into you.

In all honesty, he still has a hard time fathoming that you are his. That you are in love with him. That you choose to be with him every day. He feels undeserving, but you always definitively object. He believes that you are so much more than anything he could ever be, but that’s exactly how you feel about him.

Your touch is just one of the things he obsesses over you. Because he is just so incredibly in love with you.

#would you believe that my love language actually isn’t physical touch BHAHA #bakugou thoughts #bakugou x reader #bakugou drabble #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou comfort #my beloved

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midoristeashop · 4 months

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Is it strange to love a face this much?

#doodling and giggling but what’s new #hijack #first hijack of the year (that’s a lie)#jackycup #physical touch as Jack’s love language kills me #shoutout to deathsong cries and force of habit #crying reading the new chapters UGH #it’s raining and they’re on a hill and they’re madly in love and staring into each others eyes #frostcup

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imwetforyourmom · 11 days

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y’all. I need to be able to js walk up to someone and hug them so bad. i’m actually so touch starved it isn’t funny anymore what if I made a fic about this, but y/n is matt instead of matt being matt. the roles r reversed

#pls my love language is physical touch i’m actually dying #no one in my family likes physical touch #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #mollys rants

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skialdi · 2 years

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