Me growing up, autistic: Don’t touch me.
Me now, still autistic lol: I am so touch-starved. But if you touch me, I will implode. 🙂
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I wanted you to see me
as something you couldn’t get enough of
a endless, unquenchable desire
I wanted you to know me
better than anyone
all the secrets I’d never told
I wanted you to touch me
with intimate caresses
and reckless hands
I wanted you to stay
so I could be everything
you needed
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Touch
by twokissesA series of prompt fills as requested from this list - all about physical affection.
Rating: T / Current Word Count: 873 / Part: 1 of 4
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Link above is to my fic list - ‘Touch’ is under Oneshots. 💖
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clay sculpture
I made this sculpture which depicts a tree wrapping itself around the fingers of the hand in which it is gently held, as if searching for nourishment to grow from the human hand. The hand also ends in roots at the wrist as if taking on the characteristics of the tree, its almost like the hand is about to merge with the tree as it connects to the earth by plunging its roots deep into the soil. This piece to me represents connection through our sense of touch as touch closes that distance between us and the object as physical contact is involved.
I think our relationship with nature needs to be deepened and that that distance that we have created by seeing ourselves as separate from nature needs to be closed so that our planet earth can thrive. I like how this piece speaks about connectedness through the tangle of roots and fingers that end in root points.
2Where have you been touched? Do you remember every place? Every time? Is there a place you remember more? Is it about where you’ve been touched the most, your most violent touch, your softest touch? Is it the touches you don’t know about? from the people you trusted the most? What part of you are you thinking about? Are you breathing? Are you scared? Im not. and I am. Im not and I am.
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Hello. I made the Touch meme with my OC called Ilary Caderman. She is a gay agressive dumb ass and i needed to draw this.
Thank to see ! Please go check my instagram : bubullez
4There is something so intimate about being able to pleasure yourself. Don’t you think?
I mean… you can get yourself to the highest form of release without anyone else’s touch. You can take yourself to another world. You can make tingles all over your body. It’s one of the few things in life that you don’t need another person for.
When I touch myself, my mind shuts off. I open my legs and I show myself the love I deserve. I get lost in the heat. The feeling of my body, the wet on my hands, the smell on my fingers…calms me. I don’t know what I would do without it.
Explore. Touch. Orgasm.
4The sun was slowly going down behind the horizon, and once again, a difficult day of fighting the Legion was ending. Deliverance Point was full with all of the adventurers and others members of the Army of Legionfall ready to have a calm evening, especially after they had spent all day scouting the Shore and the Isles to take down any threat that the Legion was making. A well-deserved reward for the tireless champions of Azeroth.
Sighing, Maiev crossed her arms over her bust and looked around. She had spent all day standing near the Command Center, gathering information and sending the adventurers and soldiers on special missions, depending on how much they were needed at the moment. To help her, there had been Velen, doing exactly the same thing, while Khadgar had been called for an emergency in Dalaran. And Illidan… He was nowhere to be seen, as always. She had seen him in the morning, gathering a few adventurers to assist him for the fight of the day, and he left. It had been hours that those adventurers had already come back in Deliverance Point, while Illidan decided once again to go fight by himself somewhere and he would only come back late at night, skipping meals again and doing only Elune knew what.
One day, he wouldn’t come back and they would stumble across his dead body. She knew it, and it was enraging her just by thinking about it. After all, she hadn’t looked over his dead body for years to see him lose his life in such a stupid way. But unfortunately, he had become pretty good at avoiding her like a plague, and she couldn’t even find the time to grab him and scold him like a small child. She only wanted to give him a lesson and she was well-decided to do it that night. And thus, she was carefully keeping an eye on everyone, in the hope to find him in the middle of the crowd once he would accept to come back.
As the hours began to pass, and that the moons were already high up in the sky, Maiev felt herself becoming really tired. She was aware that staying awake this late was bad, especially in times of war, but she knew that if she was waiting for the morning to scold Illidan, he was going to pretend he had to leave right away to avoid the conversation, and he would avoid her even more for the next days. It was tonight or never. Even if she couldn’t stop herself to think that he was dead; that she had waited too much and that now, he was dead somewhere on the Shore.
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