Vee my dear, I hope your year has been fabulous! In my mind I always still think of you as JoelsGreys (because I like the imagery of his greys so much lol). It has been so nice reading your smut and having you as a friend. Love you <3
Sending some holiday cheers your way and a Pedro gif for your stocking 🥰🎁🎅
Love, Ally 🫶
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thank you so much my darling ally! 🥹❤️ i appreciate you so much, it’s always a pleasure to see you on my dash and in my notifs, you’re one of the loveliest people and i’m grateful to know you! and so thankful for the beautiful gifs and art you create for us! i hope you’re holidays have been joyful and bright 🥰
Thank you so much for putting yourself out there. Talking about SA is so, so fucking hard. I wanted to let you know I see you and (I won't go into it here; this isn't the time for that) we're in this fight together.
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ALLY! Gosh it’s been so long! And I’m so sorry that we have to be in this together, I wish I could hug you (if you’re comfy with that of course), because as you said that shit ain’t easy :,) But we’re strong! And we make it out of it!
Hi darling! I was wondering if I could request a love language prompt!
It would be with my darling Theo and physical touch~ 💕
love languages weekend event
ALLY! OKAY AM ANSWERING THIS ONE FIRST! Because you've already been waiting so long for some Theo content from me and AM SO SORRY I have yet to answer the last two requests :,) I WILL WRITE FOR THEM AT SOME POINT, they just intimidate me for some reason :,)
genre: fluff
warnings: none
Theo had never been one for physical touch. Or showing much love, his brother being the sole exception. And if he did show his appreciation, he often liked for it to be subtle.
But with you things are different.
As the Theodorus Van Gogh who dreaded any form of intimacy or physical touch, started to crave it morning and night. From the moment he woke up to the moment he fell asleep, from the moment the Sun rose in the sky to the moment it descended in the horizon.
Of course he is clumsy in his ways. Of course his love is brash and rough around the edges. But more than anything it is honest and strong.
And this much bleeds in the way he seeks your touch.
In the way he holds your hand when the two of you run errands in the busy Parisian streets. Often he claims it is so that "You don't get lost Hondje, pups like you get lost all the time."
But when his hold on your hand tightens and his thumb brushes over your skin in soothing circles, you know Theo is actually being selfish. That this is just another way for him to express his love in his own way, a way for him to hold you close and reassure himself that you are not going anywhere.
It bleeds in the way his hand comes to rest on your thigh when you sit together, in the way his warmth spreads under your skin and melts your worries.
"I am here, Schat."
It bleeds in the way he scoops you up at random during the day, erupting behind you and hoisting you up over his shoulder, walking the both of you back to his room. He says it is because you have been bad, but you know it is just to spend some time with you, away from the other residents.
"Hondjes have to spend time with their master."
It bleeds in the way he holds you close when night comes. An arm around your waist and his face nuzzling your nape as the peaceful lullaby of swaying trees and twinkling stars lull you both to sleep.
And it bleeds in the way he wakes you up in the morning, after having watched you sleep with the softest of gazes anyone has ever seen on his features. A careful and gentle hand brushing your cheeks, the pad of his fingers burning up against your skin. His heart swelling with warmth and butterflies as your eyes flutter open.
"Wake up, Schat. Time to start the day."
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