Touch-starved Stories

Nyx has spent her life suppressing the Beast inside her-a curse that amplifies every emotion she refuses to feel. Pacifism isn't her nature. It's her cage. Solène was sold into marriage like a bargaining chip. She expected a cold political alliance. She didn't expect the Beast to kiss her like she was worth fighting for. Now there's a shadow organization hunting them, a professor who sees them both as more than monsters, and a curse that might be the only thing standing between them and annihilation. The quiet wolf is done hiding. Polyamorous. Paranormal. The monster is also the love interest.

"I didn't ask for powers. Honestly, I didn't even want them. But here I am, stuck with random mind-reading that decides to go off at the worst possible moments. Not to mention, I'm 16, my life's a mess, and I'm pretty sure I'm the only person in the world who's not normal. Or so I thought... Veeah's got a head full of other people's thoughts, a weird, chaotic group of friends, and no interest in fitting in. But when she starts discovering that some of her classmates aren't exactly what they seem, she's forced to reconsider everything. Friends? Powers? The possibility that maybe, just maybe, one of them might actually get under her skin? She's still figuring it out. But first... she needs to stop hearing everything about everyone's life, and that's way harder than it sounds."

If you asked Midoriya, it happened in the blink of an eye. If you asked Todoroki, that blink of an eye was a moment that stretched out to encompass years. OR Todoroki sprains his ankle while fighting a villain with Midoriya and it somehow catalyzes the progression of their relationship from friendship to something more.

During the Halloween night when Voldemort went to the Potter home, it wasn't Hadrian that was declared as the Boy Who Lived, rather his twin sister, Hannah. Hadrian grew up neglected while Hannah got everything. How will this change when Hadrian begins at Hogwarts? - I own nothing except plot and Hannah. All credit for characters goes to J. K. Rowling, but I have changed a lot of their core.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧𝒟𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝐸𝓍𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝐻𝒾𝓂 𝒯𝑜 𝑀𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒟𝒾𝒹 𝒴𝑜𝓊? --👔Fluff, Romantic, Silly👔-- Man-nequin is quite the 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 love story between a warehouse worker and an anomalous entity hiding within the plastic shell of a men's clothing mannequin, affectionately named 'Miller' by our main lead, Dove. Will this little creature know what to do with this new-found companion and circumstances? Only time will tell! ۫ ׅ ✧👜────୨ৎ────🧤✧ ׅ ۫

Michael Jackson only wanted one ordinary afternoon. A quiet trip to the grocery store leads to an unexpected friendship with David MacKenzie, a stoic Scottish veteran whose calm presence feels like a lifeline in a world that rarely lets Michael breathe. When a crowd turns dangerous and David steps in without hesitation, Michael offers him a job as his personal bodyguard. What begins as a professional arrangement slowly becomes something far more complicated. As David navigates the chaos of fame, manipulative industry executives, demanding family members, and the constant pressure surrounding the world's biggest superstar, he finds himself fiercely protective of the lonely, kind-hearted man hidden beneath the legend. Meanwhile, Michael discovers that David is the first person in years who sees him not as Michael Jackson, but simply Michael. But falling in love is dangerous when one man is responsible for the other's safety...and the entire world is watching.

Technoblade/Dream (or) Techno&Dream ---- Technoblade was pissed. He wished the sound of the gold chains hanging from his cloak made more of a clatter to emanate the frustration he felt. To disrupt the quiet night around him. But alas his annoyance only increased, the cold nipped at the tips of his ears and his boots hit the cobble path. Pink skin barely flushing and his feet being used to the abuse he continued. ---- Basically a story w touchstarvation. Kinda bad Sorry There are no sexual activity. Its mainly hurt/comfort. !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! Chapter 2+3 This is about • t o u c h. s t a r v a t i o n • please read at your own risk. I don't know how to do trigger warning - but just incase then I'm putting this - i got anxious af even writing this so please be careful :/

"Cuddling," Vos responded. "What?" Fox questioned, pausing. "Cuddling?" (Day 5 of Commander Fox Week)

Where does a memory end? Where does an image lose its ethereal value and turn to nothing but a pile of flesh to keep one warm for the night? In a tiny apartment in Lungmen, at some late nightly hour, Andrew Reiff finds himself stranded in bed, regretting last night's heated decisions. Words ring across his weary, hungover head, as the freezing arms of guilt creep all the way up his spine to deliver their thought-clearing wisdom straight to the brain. The warmth of a snoozing girl lies by his side. A familiair sight, yet better left as nothing more than a memory. Their eyes refuse to meet. Words remain unspoken, as the boy is left to battle with yesterday's mistakes. (Somewhat related to my other works, specifically "Almost Green")

❗❗❗ THIS PIECE OF FANFICTION HAS BEEN ORIGINALLY POSTED ON AO3 AND I AM NOW UPLOADING IT ON HERE FOR THE REST OF Y'ALL TO ENJOY TOO. PLEASE GO ON MY AO3, MariaKo750, AND DROP KUDOS ON THERE IF YOU LIKE THIS STORY, AND DROP LIKES ON HERE AS WELL, THANK YOU AND GOODBYE ❗❗❗ "After AvA Season 3, Victim was invited to live with Color Gang as their hatred for Alan dwindled away. Why does Victim need to live with them? I dunno, maybe they lived in ROCKET Corp or smth(Vincent from Dead Plate style??). One day, when RGBY leave to help Purple, Second and Victim spend time together and Second finds out about Victim's lack and curiosity of touch, which they help with."

ORGINALLY MADE ON WATTPAD!!! CANT DO THIS RN BUT ILL BE BACK AUGUST 2026<3 onshots of kpdh bc I gave up on my other kpdh books :P They will have parts or something idk im still trying to put sm out cover art aint mine people belong to the KPDH organization unless there my oc's.

Kaylee, fierce and driven, hides her pain behind purpose. When their Captain is injured she was next in line, instead the Captancy goes to another. Viren meets the world with composure that feels unshakable-until Kaylee learns to read the flickers beneath it. Kaylee was never meant to follow; Viren was never taught to yield. Thrown together by duty, their every exchange sparks - irritation, defiance, and something they both pretend not to feel. Beneath Viren's controlled exterior lies a quiet storm of guilt and fear; beneath Kaylee's confidence, a loneliness she can't quite name. They clash because they care, even when neither will admit it. He hides behind command. She refuses to be silenced. She challenges his walls; he steadies her chaos. In the silence between orders and arguments, a fragile understanding begins to take root - not built on words, but on the moments they almost reach for each other. By the time trust becomes second nature, it might already be too late to call it anything but love.

Just a small VERY FLUFFY one-shot like the last one 👍 It is also on WIT 👍 Original Idea and Plot Credits to the pictures BOOK 23

They spent the rest of the night lost in each other's arms, exploring every inch of each other's bodies with a sense of reverence and awe. Robin couldn't help but feel grateful for this newfound intimacy and connection with Zoro - an intimacy that had been kept hidden for far too long but was now finally out in the open where it belonged - free at last to be celebrated and cherished by both of them together as one united whole. &lt;3

"Have you noticed anything odd about Sungyeol lately?" A laugh, sharp and mean. "When is he not odd?" "No, I mean...watch him with Sunggyu-hyung. He always makes sure there are at least two people between them whenever they're in the same room... And he's not been eating well and I swear I see him going to the gym more than sleeping and-" "Dongwoo-ah, who cares?"