#no 'skinship'

[orindis]

Eastblue Polycule Tenderness

[vegaseatsass]

Someone tell me why I'm in between catching up on 10 different television series many of them quite excellent, but the only thing I want to post about is Tay saying "Gun's not into gaming, so when New and I play videogames he teases us for attention and we have to include him so OBVIOUSLY we kiss back!!!" and "Gun is like this with Off too but he sees him all the time so he misses us more and when he sees us we HAVE to sniff each other" and Tay and New saying "we were raised differently than Gun [very rich subtext here] but he likes skinship and now that he's part of our gang we've all changed and we all like skinship" and Tay saying "we've been this way for 10 years, fan scolding may stress out a younger group of acting friends and convince them to keep their distance but you're not going to change us, we're like this and we're going to stay like this"

[theongp]

Edwin: "Oh? " *freeze*

"Oh..." *sign (of relief? or he was just annoyed with his little heart? 👀)*

[berryless]

"What, want me to ruffle your feathers?" Tav asked with a smirk when she caught him staring, as if she didn't ruffle enough of his feathers prior to this moment—figuratively speaking, most unfortunately.

The owlbear's cub sprawled on its stomach beside her, head on her lap as it was cooing something. Given how eagerly it butted into her hand, rather obvious what it was after.

He took a step back, arms raised as he refused, "I'll abstain for tonight. Afraid the competition's too fierce for me to win this fight without any losses. Tomorrow, though…"

He let some hope into his voice, tone laced thick with promise.

Astarion looked at Tav, waiting for her answer, and she nodded to him with a smile on her lips.

"Wonderful. I'll be awaiting then. Most eagerly."

So easy.

Too easy.

He should've known better, but perhaps he was momentarily blinded that she'd finally given up keeping her distance.

Tav played with his hair for a good part of the evening, and Astarion tolerated it—the experience was quite enjoyable, if he was to be honest, but those weren't headpats that he was after. Finally the time came to take the heavy weapons against her, those that he was most proficient at using. Those that hardly ever betrayed him. And he needed Tav to not betray him either. To protect him, when hardly anyone in the camp was terribly happy about having a vampire in their midst. If Cazador… When Cazador… Even though Astarion didn't need to breathe anymore, the air staled in lungs when he thought about this. He needed Tav—and everyone else she have eating out of the palm of her adorable little hand—to stay on his side when that happens. Because as convenient as it may've been, out of many advantages the worm gave him, making his master forget about his existence wasn't one of them.

Her fingers raked his hair and scratched his scalp, sending him into shivers as Astarion couldn't help but lower his guard a notch. He wasn't an inexperienced youngling, still wet behind his ears. He wouldn't miss the change in her touch when it was most familiar to him. It would be rather convenient for Tav to hold his neck or slide her fingers under the lacing of his shirt, so Astarion expected that. Ears too were a good starting point… Lips, perhaps, if she was feeling adventurous for a sharp touch of his fangs…

He turned to the side, forehead pressed against Tav's stomach to let her get to the back of his head. Then turned again, face buried in her lap.

As tedious the pointless waiting went, this kind of foreplay was not without its pleasures. If she were to continue fondling the rest of him in same manner, Astarion wouldn't mind much. If anything, the thought was getting him rather excited, albeit weary in a similar way any kind of sex did. But it was familiar kind of wear he was most used to, so Astarion was slipping into it with ease like one would into old boots they've long been donning. Perhaps the heels were stooped a bit from years of use, and the laces were frayed and brittle, but those were the boots he'd worn for as long as he could remember. He didn't have a spare, if there even existed a spare the likes of him could afford.

Finally Tav's hand stopped, resting on his neck as she barely moved her big finger against the edge of his hairline.

He knew it was coming, and yet a part of him was strangely disappointed.

Well, no point dwelling on it.

Finally it was his turn to…

"Think I'm spent for the evening. My hand's cramping. Want to lie down for a little while longer, or you'd prefer to rest on something more comfortable than my lap?"

Her question came most unexpectedly. At first Astarion thought he heard it wrong. But when he raised his head to check Tav's face, there was nothing special on it, like she was asking something mundane, barely worth of notice. And it was a rather mundane thing to ask. If you weren't expecting anything else to follow.

She wasn't.

It stunned him when Astarion realized that.

Thankfully it lasted barely a moment, and then his instincts kicked in.

"Why? I find your lap a rather enjoyable place to rest my head on."

'It would be even better if you were to let me put it between your legs, but I suppose I wouldn't get much rest then,' was supposed to follow, but somehow it got stuck in his throat. He couldn't even say why at first.

Because she wasn't flirting. Because it wasn't foreplay. Because she just offered to ruffle his feathers in a most simple, primitive, childish way possible, and never planned to stretch the invitation to something more salacious and titillating.

Ruffled his feathers she did.

With much too fervor.

Astarion hardly remembered the way he traveled back into his tent and what he said in the process. Surely it was something appropriate for the occasion, he could trust the habits beaten into his skull by years of use.

No wonder she agreed so easily. He must've been blind not to notice.

He laid down, curled into a ball, sulking—for what, Astarion couldn't tell.

Perhaps it irked him that his plans fell through, and the cooked duck flew away from his mouth when he was so close to biting into it. What else could've been the issue otherwise?

But most strangely, a tightness in his stomach loosened as soon as he was left alone. He breathed with ease, warm ticklish touch of Tav's fingers lingering on his skin.

Safe.

From what..?

He didn't know.

[haodore]

touch starved ; le sserafim

⇢ le sserafims reaction to you being touch starved

𓂃 ⋆ 𓈒 masterlist

⌁ genre: fluff, romantic.

⌁ 0.4k words

! : gn r. no actual trigger warnings. just very soft.

✐ i haven’t posted anything here in SUCH a long time, so here’s something small and sweet to maybe get back into it. sorry it’s not much </3

MIYAWAKI SAKURA

Sakura, ever so observant, noticed the small signs. She saw the way you leaned into her touch, even if it only lasted a second. So, she took more opportunities to wrap an arm around you—too keep you close. She couldn’t help but to smile softly whenever she saw the look of content wash over you whenever she held you in some way. She was truly lucky to have you, and you were even luckier to have her.

KIM CHAEWON

Chaewon noticed that you’d sometimes go and reach for her hand, but then hesitate like you were unsure. It was like you were longing to keep her close, but you weren’t sure how to initiate that sweet sort of intimacy. She decided to start holding your hand more, and in turn, you seemed lighter and brighter. It made her heart warm, and Chaewon was always sure to give you the attention you both wanted and deserved.

HUH YUNJIN

Seeing the way you were just so not used to being so cared for and loved in so many ways, Yunjin decided to initiate more skinship in your relationship. It started small, by just holding your pinky with hers. Then she would hold your hand, hold an arm around your shoulders, until she would eventually hold you by wrapping her arms around your waist. At first she’d be by your side, with her arm around your waist, but as your relationship progressed, she’d give you back hugs, putting her chin on your shoulder (if she’s around your height/taller than you).

NAKAMURA KAZUHA

Kazuha is somewhat the shy type, as are you. Maybe, the both of you are shy to initiate skinship, but it didn’t take long for her to realize that you were becoming touch starved. It gave her the confidence to lock your fingers together more often, putting a warm feeling in your heart and hers. You were her world, and she was going to make sure you knew that much.

HONG EUNCHAE

Eunchae adored you, and holding you close was something she longed for as much as you did when your relationship was just starting out. When she saw that you would take more time to lean up against her in the comfort of her bed, and that you’d stand so that your arms were touching, pinkies brushing together, she knew you needed that touch, but didn’t quite know how to do it yourself. Faintly touching pinkies turned into interlocked fingers, and leaning into her side turned into cuddle sessions. You were content with the comfort, and glad she knew what you both needed.

@ sakufilms

[cyanidecravings]

jihoon/eden + holding hands

[ruanbaijie]

我等你回来。

SNOWFALL 冰雪谣 (2024) 1.11

[brainrotcharacters]

I'M NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP

[faunandfloraas]

Uh huh. This you?

[chaewonspotato]

im so goddamn jealous of idols and platonic skinship.

like im literally just watching an episode of gose and woozi and mingyu are just there? holding hands? and hoshi with his arm just casually thrown around jeonghan's shoulders?

i so so so sooooo wish that this was more normalised irl, because then instead of everybody thinking "oh they must be dating" they'd think "oh they must feel really close and comfortable with each other to do this so naturally".

this is what i need want so badly. yes, physical touch is can be an act of love, but it isn't exclusively that. it could also be an act that comes with a close bond attached to it.

it's amazing, because like, "wow, you must genuinely like me, and genuinely care about me and my happiness".

please, please, PLEASE normalise this more.

platonic skinship ftw!!

someone help me

[shipping-all-ships]

Marik: So are you the big spoon or a little spoon?

Yami Marik: I'm a knife.

Ryou, from the other room: He's the little spoon.

[bughead-in-the-comics]

Jughead gives barefoot Betty a piggyback ride in Foot Loose!, Archie's Vacation Special #6 (1998).

P.S. The Bughead piggyback is really canon now, @decysstuff! ♥

[luckycheesefoodie321]

Wait no why was Pekoms reuniting with Pedro and Zepo in Big Mom’s territory 5 years ago so ASL-coded??

Like imagining Luffy, after not having seen his brothers for a while, stumbling upon them on some island, launching himself at them and smothering them with his flying hug.

They’re happy to see him but he hugs tighter than most so it’s like. Laugh/sweat drop emoji?

Also Pedro and Zepo are probs on some mission and don’t wanna get Pekoms involved, so thinking about Ace and Sabo briefly having their missions align (Whitebeard sending Ace and Dragon sending Sabo) and deciding to work together. Only to run into their troublesome little brother who they definitely don’t want involved in whatever business bc a) he’s their baby bro and regardless of years and devil fruit, they wanna protect him, and b) he’ll inadvertently make their mission 10x harder by virtue of being Luffy XD

Also I have to imagine that they were just having a convo recalling how Luffy would always beg to join their schemes and would stubbornly follow them around until they let him in, and it’s lucky that he wasn’t here now. Although they miss him.

And then suddenly, “Ace? Sabo?” And they both deep sigh bc ofc he’s there.

EDIT:

WHY IS THIS SO CUTE?!?!

Pekoms full sprinting towards them and Pedro and Zepo quietly opening their arms knowing what’s about to happen (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`) knowing Pekoms gonna garchu the hell outta them even if they are rough and tumble pirates with cool gravelly voices and epic hair. Minks be giving small town vibes and Pedro and Zepo are older brother types for all the 30-40yo range of adults.

[gruviaa]

[by-ag-mn]

bonus

[shijiujun]

☕ LOSING MY MIND OVER LUO WEIZHAO HOLDING PEI SU’S HAND OVER THE COFFEE POT HANDLE AND CARING ABOUT HIM