Affection - Blog Posts
When my future butch gf is in the mood and can't keep her hands off me. đ€
Late Night Stare.
I wish people were as affectionate with other people as they are with animals/pets. I would love it someone were to tell me how handsome/cute/adorable I am as often as they tell their dogs, or even just show me as much affection as they do their pets and kiss me and hug me and cuddle me and just tell me how much they love me. But no, in our world, I'm lucky just to be looked at for more than a passing second. I'm lucky to be shown any affection outside of home. No one seems comfortable enough to show me any affection. No one will give me a hug, or link arms with me, nor will they throw their arm around my shoulder or hold my hand. I don't need anything romantic, all I want is to be shown that I mean something to someone, and that they genuinely like me. Why don't people do this?
so this is love
I was walking down the street, returning home from work. It was calm- the leaves fallen on the ground in different shades of brown, orange and yellow, the ambrosial of sweet potatoes, cinnamon, pumpkins, cooked butternut squash and much more, telling that fall had arrived. A hand had made its way around my shoulder; I'd recognized the scent of cloves and vanilla from the perfume. I knew who it was and a smile had already formed on my lips.
"Good evening" said the voice as we continued walking. "evening; how was your day?" I asked while wrapping my hands around his. "Good to be frank never had a day off for myself, walked the dog and slept in the whole day" Fabio answered, we continued talking loving the presence of one another. The hair on my neck and arms rose up due to chilly breeze and the next thing I knew was being pulled in and hugged by Fabio, while my body was covered by his long coat.
"better?" "much better". We stood on the quite street as the classics of 1950's love songs started playing from one of the houses. "may I ?" Fabio asked while locking his eyes with mine that showed pure love, affection, they held trust and felt the same when we first met or when he was there by my side at my worst times saying that 'it was all going to be okay'.
I nodded smiling as he guided me in the middle of the street, it was late and there weren't vehicles on the road. I felt his hands on my waist while I wrapped mine around his neck. We moved our bodies serenely to the sound of music, staring into each others eyes with deep affection. Our lips were inches apart, Fabio closed the gap between us. His lips were perfectly synced with mine as if it were a red string of fate bringing two people deeply in love with one another back together. It felt warm, fuzzy, slow and ardent. They felt home and comfort. It was one of his ways to tell me that he was never going to let me go.
The calm music expressing true love, leaves falling on the ground, harvest of cranberries and two people madly in love in the middle of the street dancing and kissing. It felt like the time was moving slow. It was perfect.
a/n- please ignore the grammatical errors. Credits to google as well for help <3
Intimacy.
Squishy and subtle intimacy, not the boisterous kind. The gentleness of whispering in the night, pressing on your laughter in a futile attempt to stay quiet. Sounds of shushing, lit eyes filled with all the sparkle in the universe. Feather-soft chuckles. Tender and tranquil intimacy. Arms wrapped around the waist, tickles and soft breaths like the summer breeze. Pepper-light kisses, of whatever kind of love along with a sweet ever-lasting gentleness. Secret signs, inside jokes, hidden conversation with a contagious effect. The intimacy of knowing that someone loves you just as you do, of having flowers bloom in your heart just by seeing them. The intimacy of being enveloped in such a stupendous amount of warmth, that your heart is left in nothing but a fuzzy pool of honeyed liquid, *absolutely melted*. So much so, that you feel like you're nothing but a clueless marshmallow, floating so peacefully on the top of the biggest, hottest, loveliest cup of hot-chocolate ever. The intimacy of someone speaking for you, sharing your preferences before you could even ask for it or correct someone. The saccharine feeling of the sun on your back on a mildly-cold morning, the scent of flowers tangling with the flowers in your own chest. Tingling, glowing, weaving, creating~ You know that it's the right kind of intimacy, that you're truly being loved, when your emotions get so candied, that they start dripping, radiating joy, enough to bring about a sugar-rush. You know that you've truly accepted others' care and gentleness, when the cuteness aggression truly gets to you. And, you're left speechless, in the best way possible.
Faire une touche, accorder son violon, se mettre au diapason ; autant dâexpressions qui font penser que la musique n'est pas si innocente que cela dans des instants de charge sensorielle importante.
En avant la musique !
Le début d'une nouvelle journée en famille.
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I am a very affectionate person.
I want to be in constant contact with you , sit in your lap, hold hands ,play with your hair, (bite you,) snuggle into you.
I want to fuse our bodies together, crawl into you and even that would probably not be enough.
Felt like other siblings could resonate with this card and itâs stupidity.
I donât express affection very outwardly and my sister does and my parent love her for it. Kinda hurt NGLđ
I always thought girls acting out, being cold and doing weird things in a relationship was weird. You like this boy, what are you doing? What do you mean you don't pick up until he calls the second time. What do you mean you wait for a minute or two to text back? What's going on? Who wrote these rules? No double texting, no public confessions, just alluding to the fact you are in love and no one needs to know the details.
Sadly, I understand now. Like mad. It's a silent shouting for receiving affection first, you want to be needed the way you need. You want to be liked just as much as you like the other person or even more than you like them. That way you know your affection isn't wasted. Because what is more comforting than knowing that you love and you're loved back in return?
When your love is reciprocated in the actions just as much, when they do call back the second time, double text you, put up with the attitude even you know, is silly, you are comforted. 'I love and I'm loved. All is right with the world.'
I see you, you don't want a love that's complacent, comfortable in a way that is lazy. You want to be pined for in the way you pine, nothing is more human than that.
Tall guy (me) + short girl (you), deal??
she was a puppy wrapped in wolf skin. And it took me ages to seeâ but when I did, I never let go.
my gentle hands, my tender hold, learning her softness beneath the wild.
If you think I need love, read me instead and dare to accept what you have seen on the crappy pages. Cram me I yearn to be known by not the world but you, the one who think I deserve some love.
Read the lines and if you love all the words making up the sentences, know you have no escape. Read the lines, yourself. Avoid interpreters, historians too will do you no good for they are clung to the past and love has always survived in the present.
Emergency Contact
author: rosebayard
summary:
âSo is Goldfishie takinâ me?â asked Floyd, grinning in a way that made Riddle think heâd already assumed the answer. ââCause sickbay gets locked up at night.â
âNo,â Riddle said immediately, and Floydâs face fell, replaced with a rather sorry looking expression instead.
- or, Floyd puts Riddle down as his emergency contact, and Riddle doesnât find out until heâs called.
Hey so I kinda doubt many people will see this, but does anybody have Sanders sides fic recommendations for just... a lot of familial and platonic cuddling? I feel like projecting my need for affection but Iâm too lazy to look for fics myself.
And if you do happen to see this, I want you to know that you are loved and important, and it would make my day if you have a good day, ok? I hope you find it easy to smile today :)