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breannasfluff · 1 year
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Don't Touch
Sky hums as he carves, slowly turning the piece of wood in his hands. Wood shavings fall to his lap where he periodically brushes them away. Beneath his knife, a loftwing is emerging. He’s carved plenty of them by now, but the form is soothing. It reminds him of his Zelda.
He runs light fingers over the wood, feeling for sharp edges to round out. A yelp from the firepit shows Warriors yanking his slapped hand away from where Wild’s frying bread in a thick pan.
The newest hero is slowly settling into the group, but he’s still standoffish around some of them. Wild gets along with Hyrule and Legend, with a surprisingly high tolerance for sharp remarks. Twilight and the Champion spin around each other; coming closer and breaking apart for no discernible reason. Even Warriors, Wind, and Time had their small moments with him.
No, he and Four seem to be on the outside still. With Four, it seems more like they just don’t cross paths rather than active avoidance. It shouldn’t matter that Sky is being ignored on purpose or not, but it still causes a low aching throb in his chest. Did he do something to scare Wild away or make him uncomfortable?
The more he reaches out, the more the Champion edges away. Often literally—he shies away from hugs or even a pat on the shoulder. Sky’s seen him flop all over Wolfie, though, so he’s certainly comfortable with animals. Even Hyrule sometimes offers a hug that’s accepted. When Sky offers physical affection, though, it’s almost always rebuffed.
His frown deepening at the mystery, Sky continues carving.
Wind is curled up against his side with the sailcloth tucked around him when he catches Wild staring. In the near darkness his eyes glint, almost like an animal. Then the fire flickers and it disappears. Just a trick of the light. The champion is still across the low burning fire, eyes fixed on Sky.
Dinner is long gone and cleaned and some of the Chain already unrolled their sleeping mats. Wind insisted he wasn’t tired and promptly started dozing against Sky. Offering a smile, the Chosen hero gestures for Wild to join them.
He jerks and his eyes dart away. ‘I’m good,’ he signs, although it’s hard to see in the dim light. Wild’s arms wrap around his middle in an imitation hug and Sky stomps on the urge to go gather him into his arms anyway.
Against his side, Wind starts snoring softly. Wild’s gaze slowly drifts back to them and stays, but Sky says nothing further.
The next time Time asks for people to split into groups for tasks, Sky volunteers to join Wild. Maybe time alone will help the hero relax.
They’re in charge of foraging, a task Wild is well-suited to, and Sky…isn’t. His knowledge of food from the land is lacking in comparison to the others. Wild must think so too, because he keeps shooting Sky sidelong glances as they head into the forest.
“I’d like to learn more about foraging,” Sky offers. “I didn’t grow up around it, but I don’t want to be a hindrance to the group.”
Wild nods at that, hands coming up to sign. ‘Knowing how to find food can be the difference between living and dying in the wild.’
It’s not the sort of peril Sky’s adventure contained, but he doesn’t bring it up. “Could you teach me?”
‘Of course!’ Wild brightens at the prospect.
Maybe he should have tried connecting on their shared interests earlier. Well, it wasn’t shared but—he really should learn. And if that means Sky gets to spend time with Wild, all the better.
He looks around as they walk, letting the greenery sink in around him. “Here’s one!” he leans over to grab a mushroom only to have Wild bat at him without touching.
“Poisonous. It’ll irritate your hands.”
Sky rapidly yanks his hands back and tries to fix it in his mind. “Well, what about this?” He points to something sticking half out of the dirt beneath a log.
Wild glances at it before grinning and nodding. “Sure.”
With barely held delight, Sky pulls up his prize and holds out—a rock. He gives Wild a flat look, but the other is grinning. “Ha, ha, very funny.” The rock might be thrown more than tossed, but no one needs to know.
The champion continues, still chuckling to himself. He ranges back and forth from tree to tree, eyes constantly searching. Sky follows, less actively searching as he still isn’t sure what to look for.
The flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye has him reaching out to grab Wild. “Loo—”
Wild jerks back sharply, spinning around with a pained noise. Sky freezes, hand still outstretched. The chipmunk he was going to point to bounds away.
“Sorry?” Sky offers.
Wild blinks and stares for a long moment, then turns and continues.
“Wild? Did I…do something?” How did he manage to mess this up already?
Instead of answering, the Champion cuts to the side and pauses. ‘Here,’ he signs. ‘Wild garlic.’ He pulls out a small knife and starts cutting a bunch.
Sky drops next to him, but he’s got the Master Sword on his back, not a foraging knife. The slate chirps and Wild hands him another knife, careful to keep his fingers clear of Sky when he takes it. It’s like he’s trying to avoid touching—
He stares at the bunch of garlic in his hand, still halfway through cutting. Memories of their time and situation run by rapidly as he thinks. Wild’s Hyrule is emptier than expected, for all he seemed to enjoy the company of those at the stable when they visited.
How often is he around large groups of people like this to engage in casual physical touch? He’d bet good money there were few instances during his hero journey.
Wild clicks his tongue to catch Sky’s attention, frowning at the inaction. Another puzzle piece slides into place; others in the group would reach out and nudge Sky for attention.
With a smile, Sky shakes his head and keeps cutting the plants. The last thing he needs to do is make the Champion uncomfortable. He’ll find a way to ease him into it.
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bluebyrd-screaming · 2 months
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Need someone to platonically lay on top of me
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For the caress ask, how's about sfw for Blue!!
Send me   ‘ caress ‘  + a body part for my muse’s reaction to yours caressing them there
Thank you for remembering Blue!! <3
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Blue only trusts one human at the sanctuary. She is there every day, checking on him, bringing him meals, sitting and talking to him.
So when that day she doesn't show up, Blue is instantly on edge. Though swimming strains the muscles in his healing tail, he spends more time out in deeper water, away from the other humans who volunteer there.
"Come on. You have to eat!"
He recognizes the volunteer currently pacing the shore with a net full of freshly caught fish. They're here often and seem to be well liked by the other beings staying in the sanctuary...and by his human.
Blue is growing hungry and doesn't know how much longer he can stay afloat. He reluctantly swims ashore, most of his strength giving out by the time he slides up onto the sand.
"Did you hurt yourself again?"
The new human runs over and goes through the routine checks that his human always does. Blue allows this, and even lets them help him sit up and lean back against a rock.
"I picked you the biggest ones." They sit down beside him just like his human always does. "I hope in return if you find anything cool down there you'll show me, yeah? Like a sword or a megalodon tooth..."
Blue warily takes the fish and looks it over but sees nothing wrong with it, so he digs in. The human crosses their legs and scoots down to his tail to continue his check-up.
"You're real tense. Especially here..."
Their hand caresses over a particularly bad knot in the muscle of his tail. A moment of soreness and then a little burst of relief, and the merman hums contentedly.
"Yep right there..."
They continue making that same motion, stroking gently but firm down that part of his tail. The tension alleviates quickly and Blue lets out a breath, relaxing back against the rock...
He doesn't know how long he dozes but when Blue abruptly wakes it's to the ripples of the water against him as the human stands. His tail barely hurts anymore. The human gives it a friendly pat.
"Thanks for not smacking me with this," they say with a wink. Blue glares, but they both know he has a reputation.
Blue makes a hand symbol he and his usual human use to say 'stay still'. This human recognizes it as well and immediately stills.
"Is there something you need?"
The merman makes the gesture again: stay still, even more emphatically. She always understands...it's the closest way he knows how to communicate stay with me. I don't want to be alone.
The new human watches closely as Blue makes the symbol a third time. Maybe his face finally says what he can't, because they suddenly understand.
"Really? Wow...okay."
Clearly pleased, they drop the empty net aside and sit beside him again.
Breathing above water still takes a lot out of him, and Blue starts to drift down to lay beneath the surface. Usually when he does this his human combs her fingers through his hair, a comforting gesture for his kind. She isn't here, but...
The merfolk equivalent of fuck it crosses his mind and he bumps his head against their hand until he gets what he wants. Remaining submerged, he closes his eyes and leans his forehead against the human's leg.
Blue only trusts two humans at the sanctuary.
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can we PLEASE normalize platonic touch??
maybe i’m just really aroace but i have a friend who is like my best friend and i love him but it’s very strictly platonic
this morning in theatre he put his head on my shoulder and leaned against me, saying something along the lines of “bro i’m so tired” (i responded with something snarky) and a few people in our group looked at us weird and said things like “bro what” or “ayo??”
this made me uncomfortable on a few levels cause 1. i’m aroace 2. i do not look at him like that at all, he’s just my dumbass friend and 3. he’s a senior (year 12) which means he’s an adult and 4 years older than me (i’ll cut them some slack since we both look 15-16)
but it’s like that wasn’t even romantic?? the man was just tired?? like come on!!
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rob-thedairyqueen · 2 years
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Sometimes I just think about the fact that we all have to learn how to hug each new human. Ya know? Like, do they put their arms above or below yours? Or are they a one up/one down person? Which of their shoulders do you lean to so you don’t headbutt each other, the left or the right? Do you rest your heads on each other’s shoulders? How tightly do they hold on? How long do they linger? Are they a back-patter? A side-hugger? A bro-hugger? Do they like to pick you up off the ground for a moment for their excitement at seeing you? Are you the picker-upper? How often do they like to be hugged? Are they a happy hugger or a sad hugger or an all-context hugger? We all just learn these things with each other, and adapt to each other within the first split-seconds that we reach out. It’s an adventure, and there’s as many types of hugs as there are groups of two or more. Hugs are pretty.
(Oh, and mad respect to all the non-huggers of the world too, btw. The touch averse, the ones with boundaries, the ones with standards, the ones who say or want to say no for any reason. The ways you guys do or don’t express affection are pretty, too!)
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emilyohhko · 1 year
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One of my dearest friends is moving nearly six hours away from me come March and I just need to document the beauty of our morning together somewhere.
We walked along some horse trails as the snow fell upon our faces. I let everything out, all of my feelings and anxious thoughts, and he just stood there with his head on my shoulder, holding me tight for twenty minutes at least while I processed it all. He also brought me a hat along when I swore I wouldn’t need one and then I accidentally took it with me. I still have a month to spend as much time with him as I can, but this morning walk is one I don’t want to let myself forget.
He has become one of my closest friends and confidants - he has encouraged me to be the authentic autistic self I’ve kept hidden for so long. Many things in my life are a wreck right now but not this.
I am going to miss this all so, so much.
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bigskyandthecoldgun · 7 months
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steve having a cat that refuses to be touched by anyone but him (it tolerates robin by extension ofc bc it has accepted the reality that they’re a package deal), and eddie gets warned by the entire party that steve’s cat hates people who aren’t steve or robin. eddie’s fully prepared to get scratched the fuck up, but the cat’s almost as friendly with him as it is with steve. huh. weird.
meanwhile, steve’s poor cat is trying to figure out a way to get its owner to stop being so sad all the time, and when one of the strange people he spends time with makes steve smile, the cat is determined to keep him around at all costs.
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salamispots · 8 months
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dream from several days ago
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littlegeecko · 8 months
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I think it would be just a little bit weird for Scarab (and Prismo too, to an extent) to feel such an strange new touch that can literally merge with his being- or maybe he was just too focused on writing lol
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.
#dungeon meshi#laios touden#toshiro nakamoto#chilchuck tims#kabru#BF in this context could be boyfriend or best friend. The line is so blurry.#Chilchuck less so but whatever is going on between Shuro and Laios & Kabru and Laios is giving strong:#“dude if you were a girl I'd date the hell out of you”. And from the genderswap extra's that sentiment is canon for BOTH.#This was made prior to the translation of the Laios & Kabru & Shuro restaurant date comic and honestly I am just feeling vindicated.#I don't even know what to call this dynamic other than a situationship. There is so much going on between all of them.#Even on a purely platonic reading - the miscommunication and male yearning for friendship hurt so bad.#When we got the Big Hug scene in the epilogue arc I was whooping and hollering! Pure catharsis moment!#I also don't like hugs very much so I really felt it went Shuro ('hates being touched') went in for the bear hug.#Do not get me started on the agony of 'always lying' Kabru telling the truth (I just wanted to be friends)#and 'always believes' Laios thinking it's another lie and brushing him off.#I am once again supporting dungeon meshi day by posting art. Please watch dungeon meshi.#obligatory edit because I’m tired: YES. Chilchuck cares for Laios and him admitting it was a huge part of his arc#YES he is more just fed up with him that actually hating him.#I needed a third guy to be canonically done with his ass for the THREE WEED SMOKING GIRLFRIENDS reference
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sidsinning · 7 months
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idk what else to say but shes insane for doing this IMMEDIATELY
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bluegiragi · 1 year
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rooftop talks <3
early access + NSFW on patreon
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fure-dcmk · 26 days
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stupid kaiheishin dynamic
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sexy-sapphic-sorcerer · 3 months
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I know it's been well over 10 years but sometimes it still just strikes me that this actually happened? between two supposedly straight friends? in a family show on the bbc in 2012?
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findafight · 8 months
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Robin chose Steve. Robin made the conscious and deliberate decision that she could and would trust Steve. She already liked him! She had fun working and bantering with him! They were already on their way to being weird little bffs and the torture just expedited the process. Steve chose Robin just the same! He thinks she's fun and cool and likes her so much! He chose to be honest and open with her too, putting himself out there.
Even though their interests on the surface level don't match why wouldn't they share them? Steve clearly caves when Robin wants to watch a movie he doesn't think he'll like, Robin can watch a March madness game or five.
Stop trying to take away their bond oh my god people can be close to more than one person!!! Their best friend doesn't have to be dismissive or mean or whatever in order for a romance to be special to them!
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butterflyscribbles · 2 years
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Bunch of fluffy miscellaneous turtle scribbles. Can you tell my favorite thing in the whole world is just drawing them all being super mushy towards each other?
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