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#nonsexual intimacy
creation-help · 6 months
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A special kind of intimacy between characters
[Not restricted to romantic dynamics!]
- I tear bread into smaller pieces to feed them to you, as if I am Jesus, or a mother bird. You may view me as a savior but I would kill for you
- Being there for the other person when they're sick - In a gross, disgusting way. Holding them unwaveringly through the wretched and repulsive, unflinchingly. Don't apologise, just survive. I'd do it again.
- You're scary, but I'm scarier. You don't know that yet, but I hope you won't fear me when you do.
- You're scary, and thank God for that. I'm more than happy to close my eyes when you use it on others. I am a coward.
- One character knowing exactly what the other one would really like to ask for, but is too self conscious or selfless to. Thus, they do it and provide, without the other person needing to outright request it. The self conscious character always makes sure the other one knows it's not obligated and they're always free to decline, and the other one nods firmly, knowing that, and still doing it.
- Sitting next to each other at the end of the world. Because it won't be okay. But they've accepted that
- "You destroyed the thing I love and I can't forgive you for it." "I can't forgive myself either." "I still can't hate you despite that." "I can."
- "Please hate me" "No."
- One character understanding when the other is in too low of a state to act like a decent person currently, and so they don't step over those lines that they'd normally tolerate. The first character holds the other one responsible for things later nonetheless, when they're able to actually carry it
- Two characters sharing the negative perceptions and opinions they've had of each other over the years. This can either lead to a realization that, respectfully, out of deep understanding of each other, they decide to not stay in touch with each other again from now on. Or, it can lead to a realization that thanks to this understanding they now have, they're more ready to become closer and have managed to clear the air with this conversation
- Characters of notably different ages talk and reflect on time that has passed between them. They feel a connection over how different their circumstances were. The younger one audibly wishes they could've done or changed something significant, to which the older character pointedly and gently tells them it wasn't their place to. Let us old crooks handle the tough things. (It wasn't your fault you spent formative years like this. I'm sorry you had to)
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ottern0t · 28 days
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(Tiny cw- nonsexual nudity) Context: i headcanon all timelords are intersex and ten got human dysphoria from being on earth so long
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bugbytez13 · 4 months
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anyways more rambles sorry yall
one of my favorite whump tropes is non sexual intimacy ESPECIALLY in platonic relationships. and one of my favorite acts of non sexual intimacy is bathing or washing it’s just. UGHHH
a character whose too sick to do much and has just been lying in their own filth for days until their friend finds them and decides to give them a bath… they are so drained that they have to fight not to fall asleep in the warm water.. it helps soothe their churning tummy and relax their muscles and auauauaghgh i’m going insane
or maybe two characters just got back from some sort of mission/fight. one is covered in blood and cuts and all sorts of injuries and their partner has to gently clean their wounds and wash them. they can’t hide the small grimaces of pain and hisses when their partner hits a sensitive spot
auuuugghh i just love this trope so much
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squaloropera · 4 months
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look idk about y’all, but I think more people should focus on the nonsexual intimacy that makes up a lot of HuaLian’s relationship. Yeah they fuck and that’s cool, but I think we need more light on the fact that for most of their relationship, xl wasn’t comfortable with that. For a very long time, they existed in a nonsexual relationship (and while they weren’t an item for a lot of that, they were so fuckin domestic and unsubtly down bad that honestly I don’t think it makes a difference) and they were fully comfortable with that. I feel like so many people see even their earliest interactions and go ‘Haha these two wanted to fuck sooooooooo bad’ and that saddens me a little, because it almost 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨 the emotional closeness of the moments being focused on (especially since real emotional closeness during sex isn’t seen very often in a lot of fandom content). Draw them fucking all you want, but do your local asexual (me) a favour and please pay attention to how their relationship goes way deeper than that, and how relationships without sex hold just as much worth as ones with it. Thank you for your time.
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goat-fanatic · 1 month
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i kissed the scars on her skin
i still think you're beautiful[...]
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mothfables · 3 months
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Freckles and Scars: Colour
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💖 Happy Valentine’s Day everyone 💖
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spookysspoons · 21 days
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Nonsexual intimacy, the love of my life!!!
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codsoup · 7 months
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A cozy sleepover / Ghost x Soap
Just some tooth rotting fluff, Oh and one small bed 😉
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In the heart of their covert base, Soap found himself contemplating a decision that felt both bold and inviting. With determination, he approached Ghost, who was engrossed in reviewing mission reports.
"Hey, Lt," Soap began, his voice carrying a hint of nervous excitement. "I was wondering if you'd be up for a change of scenery tonight?" Ghost looked up, intrigued by the invitation. "What do you have in mind, Soap?"
Soap cleared his throat, a slight blush touching his cheeks. "Well, how about a sleepover? In my room." Ghost's eyes widened in surprise, a rare emotion that played across his usually composed features. "A sleepover?" he repeated, clearly taken aback.
Soap nodded, his grin growing. "Yeah, just friends hanging out, enjoying some downtime." Ghost considered the offer for a moment before a playful smile tugged at his lips. "Alright, Soap. I'm in."
As night fell and the base grew quiet, Ghost found himself standing outside Soap's quarters. He hesitated for a moment, nerves dancing in his stomach, before he knocked on the door. Soap answered with a warm smile, gesturing for Ghost to enter.
The room was small but cozy, the dim lighting casting a soft ambiance. There was a small bed against one wall, neatly made up with two pillows side by side. Ghost couldn't help but chuckle. "A bit of a tight fit, isn't it?"
Soap shrugged with a sheepish grin. "It's cozy."
As the night wore on, they settled in on the small bed, their shoulders brushing against each other. The conversation flowed easily, laughter filling the air as they exchanged stories and shared moments from their pasts. The tension of the battlefield was replaced by an undeniable ease in each other's company.
Ghost, ever observant, noticed the way Soap's gaze lingered on him, the softness in his eyes impossible to ignore. He shifted slightly, their legs tangling beneath the sheets, and Ghost's heart skipped a beat when Soap's hand brushed against his.
Flirting subtly, Soap remarked, "You know, I think you might have taken the 'ghost' thing a bit too far. It's rare to find you in one place for so long. I hope you're not planning to vanish anytime soon."
Ghost chuckled, his fingers playfully tracing patterns on the back of Soap's hand. "Maybe I've finally found a reason to stick around."
In the soft glow of the room, their laughter faded into a comfortable silence. As their eyes met, a shared understanding passed between them. Ghost reached up, his fingers grazing Soap's cheek before gently cupping it. He leaned in, their foreheads touching, and they shared a moment of closeness that needed no words.
"I'm glad you invited me," Ghost admitted softly, his voice barely more than a whisper. Soap's response was a tender forehead kiss,"Me too."
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Big softies 😌
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Just wanted to say that non-sexual intimacy needs more representation, like i’m a huge fan of him running his fingers through my hair and letting ramble to him while i use his legs as a pillow like, or scrolling through insta together, or suggesting movies to each other like- no media represents this experience and it is so so wonderful (i am, on the other hand not the #1 fan of sexual acts of intimacy so)
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animehellscape · 5 months
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Scar worship vashwood.
Gentle kisses, grazing lips over the numb skin of deep, gouging scars.
Tongue dragging over the sensitive ripples of skin where any touch hurts like the weapon that scarred.
Pecks on bullet holes.
Nails tapping over metal.
Hand splayed over clear skin that should be ripped to shreds.
Stories told in hushed voices like the desert hears their history. Like the sand wasn't stained with their blood.
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moranabean · 18 days
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For all my aces out there here’s the unofficial list I made of non sexual forms of affection <3
- Dancing together
- Acts of service
- going on dates.
- sharing drinks.
- talking.
- phone calls.
- Skype/facetime calls.
- sharing personal details.
- touching noses.
- deep talks.
- sharing smiles.
- laying your head on their shoulder.
- linking arms.
- tickling.
- sharing smiles.
- playing with hair.
- tracing designs on backs/arms.
- handwritten notes.
- laying your head on their chest to hear their heartbeat.
- singing/playing instruments together.
- sharing food.
- brushing their hair.
- drawing/writing on one another.
- cooking together.
- reading together.
- beauty treatments like makeup or face masks or manicures.
- taking care of them when they're sick.
- head-scratches.
- sleeping next to each other. butterfly kisses.
- nuzzling.
- sharing stories.
- seeing each other completely comfortable and relaxed.
- moral support.
- crying or being emotionally vulnerable with each other.
- sleepovers.
- going on trips together.
- sharing clothes or other personal items.
- going with them to appointments.
- making art together.
- talking about the future and what you want in life.
- play games together.
- respecting boundaries and communicating.
- complimenting.
- inside jokes.
- going out to eat.
- just accepting and loving that person completely.
- Holding hands
- hugging
- crying together
- laughing
- calling instead of texting
- saying I love you
- remembering the little things
- "I've been thinking about you”
- watching tv/movies together.
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star-born-mars · 7 months
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Making the Most of Time Spent Together
You and Kasamatsu don't get a lot of time alone together, but you try to make the most of the time you do have. That doesn't always mean going on dates.
"I'm gonna kill him," Kasamatsu muttered, glancing at his phone.
"Kise again?" you asked, threading your fingers through his hair. Yukio's eyes slipped shut, and he melted back into your lap.
Yukio hummed, both in acknowledgement and in contentment with where he was.
"You'll find a way to deal with him, you always do. Besides, he'll either calm or he won't."
Yukio hummed again, turning over into press his face into your stomach. He didn't get very much time with you now that the season had started again, and he was taking in as much of it as he could.
Even though Yukio was pretty self-assured, he did still put on an act while he was at school. Especially around Kise and the younger players.
Acting the way he did with you wasn't something he broadcasted to people. Mostly because it wasn't anyone else's business how he acted with you.
"I have to do some reading for class, you don't mind do you?"
"'Course not sweetheart, do what you've got to do," he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist. "'M just gonna nap."
"I'll wake you up before practice," you promised, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "Sleep well baby."
Yukio hummed, already half-asleep.
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"Yukio, baby, you have practice in half an hour," you murmured, shaking his shoulder lightly. "You probably have less time than that before Kise-kun comes looking for you."
"I love the game," he murmured, "but sometimes I really wish I could just not go sometimes."
"I know," you told him, "but you will still go."
"I know," he muttered, pushing himself up off your lap into a sitting position.
"Go, have some fun. Do what you love. I'll see you later, okay?" you promised, kissing his cheek and gathering up your things.
"You know you could come to practice right?" he asked.
"I know baby. But I wouldn't be able to focus there, and I don't want to be a distraction. Besides, if we spend more time together, people are going to start thinking we're codependent."
You grinned at him and he laughed, shaking his head.
"You're ridiculous," he murmured, pulling you in by the waist to kiss you.
"You like it," you teased, pressing your foreheads together. "Now go, before Kise-kun comes looking for you."
"I'll see you later," he promised, pressing a kiss to your forehead before he gathered up his own things.
"I'm counting on it," you told him, grinning.
"Kasamatsu-san!" a high pitched voice called out and Yukio let out a sigh that was bordering on depressed.
"Go play with the kid, baby," you told him, patting his shoulder. "I'll pray for your sanity."
He let out a dark chuckle, pressing a kiss to your temple.
You were a little surprised that he was doing it in front of Kise, but at the same time, you knew he was going to break at some point.
"I might need you to start coming to practices if only to keep me from killing that kid," he murmured.
"I have faith in you," you murmured.
"Kasamatsu-san! Is that your girlfriend? Why was I not informed of this?"
"I'm coming, you idiot. And it's none of your business!"
"I'll see you later."
Yukio nodded, bumping your foreheads together one more time before he headed for his kohai, who was making a racket an drawing attention.
You watched him leave, smiling.
He was gonna be okay.
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anouchan-jpg · 1 year
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Concept #1
The way i wanna be~
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blousemouse · 9 days
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We know now that Jean canonically doesn't know what top surgery so consider. Trans Jeremy.
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jomiddlemarch · 1 month
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And thy mercy shall follow me
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The fever came on suddenly.
It was so swift that Mariko could not find it in herself to blame the physician who’d come first to tend to Anjin and returned grudgingly a few hours later.
“He’s a barbarian. Likely came here diseased, a waste of physic to treat him.”
Mariko explained succinctly that the foreigner belonged to Lord Toranaga, who wanted him alive. Herbals were laid out on a table, the receipt for the doses written down, the need for a servant to bathe the great brute accepted with a brief nod. The physician, an experienced man with a keen eye, had shrugged when Mariko asked about the foreigner’s chances.
“Poor. But he’s flesh to spare. May come through.”
It was little enough to go on, but Mariko had done more with less and had a better send than anyone how much Anjin wanted to live.
“I will look after him myself,” she announced to the staff of the house. If they were shocked, they did well to conceal it. A maid, not young, with an intelligent gaze, offered to help before Mariko needed to ask. It was a risk, to expose herself to the foreigner’s illness, but bravery and loyalty were highly valued by Lord Toranaga, and Mariko caught the woman’s eyes resting on the crucifix Mariko wore, a look of equal parts scrutiny and awe. 
Within the hour, Anjin had been removed to a more distant room, open to a little-used courtyard, the maid Sugi installed in a corner, waiting for Mariko’s commands. Anjin lay on a pallet, covered with fresh bedclothes, his bandaged arm outflung, his eyes closed. Mariko knelt beside him, her hands folded in her lap. She expected he would sleep for several hours, then wake, irritable, hungry, demanding more than the broth the physician had insisted on. She prepared arguments and made herself ready.
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mothfables · 3 months
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Freckles and Scars: Outline
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hnnnnn okay here it is before i lose my nerve @breannasfluff
quick things to note: lege + ravi are both asexual (because. why would i ever write them otherwise), and legend has a fear of intimacy that he’s been working to get over but still has days where it’s difficult. it’s easier for him to give affection than receive it
under the cut because. um yeah. also it’s long
-an intimate moment between Legend and Ravio where they take the time to show their appreciation + adoration for each other -they’re sitting on their bed in their shorts, nothing else -they’re just taking each other in, appreciating the time they have together -“If I could, I would kiss every freckle that paints your skin.” “And I would kiss every scar.” -similar to Growth Spurt, Legend begins kissing every inch of his partner’s skin that he can, starting at his face and working down, getting as many freckles as possible -Ravio giggles and laughs at the feeling at first, but gets more quiet the further Legend gets; when he gets to his hips Legend checks in to make sure he’s doing okay and if he wants to keep going -Ravio gives the okay but can only make little gasps as Legend moves on to his legs, completely flustered -Legend doesn’t go past the edges of his shorts, respecting the boundary neither of them have any interest in crossing -then he moves on to Ravio’s back, where it repeats, though Ravio remains quiet, only laughing when Legend reaches a particularly ticklish spot, appreciating the care and love of his partner -Legend is nearly done when he gives a gasp ‘I almost forgot the most important part!’ and pulls Ravio up to press dozens of kisses to his freckled ears, making him burst into laughter -then it’s Ravio’s turn -he has Legend lay on his stomach, as he knows it’ll be easier on his partner if he can hide his face, as well as the fact his rabbit instincts make it difficult to lay on his back without panicking -then he begins kissing every inch of scarring he can find, starting from his shoulders and going down his back to his legs -Legend can only lay there, hiding his face and trembling as he submits to the mortifying ordeal of being known and laid bare by the one person he trusts most in the world -when he’s finished with his back, Ravio scoops his partner up and holds him against his chest as he begins the same process on his front -he checks in and praises him with every step, proud of him for doing so well (not running, hiding, or lashing out like he used to when in similar situations) -Legend is so overwhelmed by the tenderness and care that he hides his face in Ravio’s shoulder, shivering and hiccuping -to reach his stomach and legs Ravio has to lay him down again, but he continues to check in and shower him in reassurance -when Ravio finishes kissing every scar he can find, he scoops Legend back up and they simply cuddle for a while, letting Legend come back to himself on his own time -he cries a little, but Ravio is endlessly patient and comforting and understanding, which only makes him cry more -Ravio tells him over and over that he’s proud of Legend for being able to make the decision to go through with it without panicking, and communicating his wants + needs even though it’s so difficult for him -eventually they get dressed and go downstairs to join the rest of the Chain; Legend dresses in long clothes that cover as much skin as possible, still slightly overwhelmed and sensitive to touch; he’s still shaking a little, clinging to Ravio’s hand as they move to cuddle on the couch -Legend is quiet, not talking much beyond simple answers and more often than not simply responding with small sounds that don’t take much energy -when the others ask, Ravio tells them they had a talk and that it got emotional; they leave it be after that
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