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my-lonely-thoughts · 28 days

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Kisses can be platonic!!!!!! Cuddles and handholding can be platonic!!!! Physical affection isn't inherently romantic!!!!! You get to decide what is/isn't romantic for you!!!!! And as always, consent is key!!!!!!!

#this is your psa of the day #platonic affection #aromantism #aromantic #asexual #asexuality #aroace #lgbtqia #queer #qpr positivity #my lonely thoughts

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irequirealobotomy · 26 days

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Allos are such cowards

I will hug my friends. I will kiss my friends. I will carry my friends around. I will buy my friends expensive stuff. I will sleep in my friend’s bed with them. I will sit on my friend’s laps. And yes. All of this is platonic.

You say this means I’m in (romantic) love with my friends.

Coward.

#aromantic #aro #aroace #aspec #arospec #aromantism #aromantic asexual #aromanticism #platonic love #platonic affection #platonic relationships

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repair-bear · 5 months

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Just so y'all know I am a hugger. A platonic lover. An affectionate beast. If you give me the opportunity and consent you will be hugged. There is no situation where I will ever not want a hug. Platonic physical contact my beloved.

#Hugs are the best okay #Platonic love #Platonic affection #Bearspeak

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noemptythought · 10 days

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Idk if this is a hot take or whatever but I just want to say that nothing is inherently romantic. Like I mean I think there's literally no gesture or action that is automatically romantic, it's all so circumstantial.

#lgbtq #lgbtqia #romance #romantic #aroace #aromantism #platonic #platonic affection #personal thoughts #random thoughts

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fagdykepearlescentmoon · 3 months

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it's actually so incredibly homophobic of the universe that my love language is physical touch and half of my friends live oceans and countries and expensive plane trips away where I can't give them cuddles.

#actually crying a little no one look at me #this is why i cant call people more often #i talk to chewby on the phone and the 'oh i need to give this person a hug' hits me like a sack of bricks #its not even funny #i just want to be held #online friends #platonic affection #platonic cuddles #platonic love #just saying words

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izalemon · 1 year

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Yandere Fathers x Abused Adopted Child/Teen Reader

This is more of a word barf, I couldn’t get platonic yanderes off my mind and am a sucker for forced father yanderes, so why not two?! I mainly got inspired by a bunch of platonic Yandere Erasermic x Child Reader posts, but as you know I’m not one for making fanfictions so I made some OC’s, but you can imagine anyone as these characters.

Warnings: kidnapping, implied stalking, forced physical affection, past abuse, implied violence(not reader), wrote this on a whim, didn’t take it too seriously

You felt like you had been here for years when in reality it have been more like a few months. You were simply on your way to school one day when you were suddenly shoved into a van and had your mouth and nose covered with a towel and a strange liquid on it that made you pass out almost immediately.

When you woke you were in a room you did not recognize with a chain around your ankle that linked to the wall. It allowed only enough mobility for you to be able to walked around the room you were in and inside the restroom.

You began to panic and tears started selling up in your eyes. You thought you were in a human trafficking situation and that people would sell your body or organs.

Your crying drew the attention of your captors who, once entering the room, saw you having a full on panic attack in the doorway between the bedroom and bathroom, holding on the the door frame for support.

They rushed over to you and immediately tried consoling you, but you just pushed them away crying, begging for them not to hurt you.

“Oh no baby, please don’t think that, we could never do such a thing to you.” The one closest to you said.

“We just want to protect you.” Said the other.

You didn’t believe them. Your crying never subsided and your chest felt so tight due to the panic. You never thought you would be thinking this, but you wanted to go back to your home with your family.

Eventually, once you calmed down, they brought you back to the bed where they explained everything to you. Apparently they were a married couple who desperately wanted a child of their own, they were planning on going the traditional route and adopting one, but once they saw you they just knew they had to have you.

They saw how your biological family treated you, hitting you for the smallest mistake, screaming at you that you were dumb and worthless if you came home with any grade other than an A. They decided to finally ‘save’ you once they saw that you had cried yourself to sleep nearly every night that past week.

“We just want to help you honey, I know it can be scary, having all of this change happen so suddenly, but we did it for your own good. People need to think that you’re dead so that nobody will take you away from us.” One of them said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear and resting his forehead against yours. He had done most of the talking, the other one reminded mainly silent.

You couldn’t tell if they were telling the truth or not. You were so confused and your judgment was so clouded that it was difficult for you to think at all.

From that moment forward you were their ‘daughter/son/child.’ They didn’t expect much from you, just to relax and enjoy being away from your abusive conditions, but to be honest you felt as if these conditions were just as abusive.

They were so gentle with you and made sure not to hurt you in any way. However, not wanting to hurt you, they were very adamant on physical affection. They coddled you endlessly, one more than the other.

They had been so caught up in making sure you were alright for the first week that they had forgotten to give you their names. They introduced themselves as Philip and Edwin, but they hoped that you would call them ‘father’ and ‘dad.’

Philip was the most affectionate. He would always cuddle you and talk to you non stop it felt like. He insisted on spoon feeding you which was humiliating but he saw it as bonding.

Edwin was more reserved but just as obsessed as his husband. He loved you dearly and he often came into your room which you were still bound to to help heal your cuts and bruises you gave yourself while you were still frantic and trying to escape.

Sometimes you would cry yourself to sleep at night, wishing you could go back to your normal life and see your friends again. If they heard your cries the two would immediately come inside and make sure you were okay. During these times the three of you would often fall asleep together, with you in the middle of course.

Your daily routine consisted of you laying in bed all day and only getting up to go to the restroom. The two would bring you three meals a day and any snack you asked for, although you still have yet to ask anything of them, not wanting to seem as though you’re accepting the situation. They gave you a notebook and some puzzles to entertain yourself with while they were away, but they mainly wanted to spend most of their time with you.

Edwin didn’t talk much but he would ask you simple questions, because although they know you well, they still have so much to learn! Sometimes Philip would come in in the middle of the night and just sit next to you and watch over you while you slept.

The two loved you so much, they would do anything for you.

After around a month and a half they decided to let you roam around the house, which was a lot bigger than you had anticipated, the two obviously had a large sum of money. They only let you roam if you agreed to not try and run away from them, which you agreed to. They were two fully grown men and you were just a kid, they could easily outrun and overpower you.

You were far too scared of them to disobey or resist them. You only showed your discomfort through small whimpers and freezing up whenever they go close to you. You were so scared that they’d snap one day and hit you or worse.

It took a little bit to get used to walking again. Your legs felt numb and you’d often fall over, in which case they’d run up to you and check for any bleeding and bruising.

As time went by and they saw how obedient you were, they let you have more and more privileges. Starting with being able to watch tv, to letting you have supervised time on your phone, even to allowing you an their backyard so you could have some time outside, while they watched over you of course.

They were happy you were so obedient but they knew it was out of fear. They did everything in their power to make you feel comfortable around them, but it’s hard to be comfortable around the people who forced to into a cage.

You never messed up once, hoping that eventually they’d either let you go or that your privileges would extend to a point where you’d easily be able to slip away from them at some point.

One say you were working on a puzzle in the living room while the two of them sat beside you watching what was on tv. You got up to get a drink but accidentally dropped the glass causing it to shatter. This was the first time you had done something that would be considered ‘bad’ and in your old home you’d either get yelled at or slapped because of it depending of your parents mood.

The two of them heard the crash and rushed to the kitchen, only to find you staring at them in shock while tears started forming in your eyes.

What if they thought you did it on purpose out of rebellion? If your own real parents hit you because of something like this then how would your captors react?

You backed up slightly out of fear and stepped on a sharp shard, making you yelp.

“Ow! I-I…I’m sorry…I-*sniff* I didn’t mean to…” You started panicking and a few tears started to stream down your face.

“Oh baby, stop walking, you’re hurt.” Philip said as he walked over to you, carful to avoid the glass. But as he reached out for you you flinched away, thinking he would hit you.

He paused. What kind of a monster would do this to you that you’d even be afraid of someone wanting to help you. It made him and Edwin furious, but they didn’t let it show right now.

Philip picked you up and sat you on the counter, the bottom of your foot was practically flowing out blood like it was a faucet. You started really crying now that you felt the pain.

Edwin worked on cleaning the mess up while Philip cleaned you up.

“Shh, shh, I know it hurts honey but just bare with it.” He said to you gently as he disinfected the wound.

Eventually the three of you found yourselves on the couch again. You leaned you back against Philip’s chest while Edwin helped yo wrap your foot as gently as possible.

“You should be more careful, cutting your bare foot can lead to serious infections.” Edwin told you matter of factly.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered.

“He’s just looking out for you sweetie.” Philip chimed in. “It’s because we love you.”

That night, after the two of them put you to bed, they decided to make a trip to your previous ‘guardians’ if they can even call them that, and paid them a visit. They came back that morning with suspicious blood spatters on their cloths and made sure you didn’t watch the news for the next week or so.

They wouldn’t want their precious child to be scared of them after all would they?

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breannasfluff · 4 months

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Mistletoe Kisses

“Mistletoe! Kiss!”

Wind’s shout had the two avians in the hall away freezing, looking up. A bundle of mistletoe has been hung in the hallway and Wind is pressed to the upper railing, watching for victims.

Sky laughs and leans down, pressing a kiss to the top of Four’s head. The bee-eater giggles and ducks under Sky’s feathers, before popping up and tackling the Frigatebird from behind.

They continue, leaving Wind to his prank.

“Mistletoe! Kiss!”

Warriors flips off the tropicbird, but Twilight slings an arm around his shoulder and plants a loud smack on his cheek.

“It’s in the rules!” Then he bolts because the captain’s threat call doesn’t sound like a joke.

“Mistletoe! Kiss!”

Hyrule and Wild walk arm and arm and pause as they look up. The magpie slips his arm free and grabs Hyrule’s hand. With an exaggerated bow, he flares his wings and presses a kiss to the back of the traveler’s hand.

“Your Highness? Shall we continue?”

Hyrule sticks his nose in the air and swaggers down the hall in…an attempt at nobleness, maybe. “Come, squire, my bath awaits.”

“Squire? Hey, what gives! I should at least be a court jester!”

“I’ll pay you not to sing.”

“Mistletoe! Oh…it’s just you, Time.” Wind’s feathers droop as no one else follows him down the hall.

The kite smiles. “If you came down here I’d have someone to walk with.”

“Oh!”

Wind hops the railing, spreading his wings to soften the landing. Legend would have a fit, but he’s not here.

Time ruffles his hair and then pulls him into a hug, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Come on, little gremlin.”

He hoists the sailor over his shoulder and is rewarded with screeching and flapping feathers.

Undettered, he continues down the hall.

“Someone put up mistletoe.” Ravio looks up at the bundle of greens, suspended from an empty upper hallway.

Legend would put good rupees on it being one of Chain, or Ravio has a ghost and hasn’t told him yet.

“Do you want…” Ravio trails off as he turns back to find Legend much closer.

The bowerbird reaches out and entwines their fingers on both hands, pulling him close.

“I want you to kiss me.”

The bowerbird trills sweetly back. “I can do that.”

On AO3 here

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catsinplatoniclove · 4 months

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fucking love cuddling. 10/10 activity. being in their arms feels like safety and comfort

#platonic love #aroace #aromantic #best friends #platonic #platonic affection #platonic intimacy #loveposting

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wootzel-dragon · 27 days

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Have a bunch of sketches of my dragon character Anicol, and one bonus Tolla. I'm still trying to get both of their designs down, and playing with the idea of making this setting's dragons feathered to avoid drawing patagial wings so much that I go nuts.

#dragon #drobano #hug #platonic affection #ttwd #anicol #tolla #humanoid #digital sketches #messy sketches

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chthonic-eldritch-terror · 1 year

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Me and my friend- in the ultimate show of platonic love may I add- have little shrines in our rooms for the other. My one for him has rocks and jewels and a watercolour painting and his for me has tiny seashells and a teddy with moth wings. When he is kind to me, I leave him "sacrifices" (cool rocks and sweets) and vice versa.

This is the new friendship bracelet. Make your friends a shrine

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sweaty-confetti · 9 months

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i have so much love in my heart for my friends it’s unreal ! the experience of wanting to hug your friends and gush over them and kiss them on the cheek is a lovely one (no shade to people who don’t want this - you guys are cool too)

#emo moss talks #aromantic #aromanticism #aromantism #aro #ace #aspec #arospec #friendship #platonic #platonic love #platonic affection

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drlessy · 1 year

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3.5 update but aether hugs kaeya (what i wanted to do.) (platonic!) also, dain has conflicting emotions about caring for aether. (also smol xiaother there.)

#Kaeya #Dainsleif #Aether #Genshin Impact #My Art #3.5 Genshin Update #Destined Encounter #Platonic Affection #Fan Art #2023 Art

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