- Platonic reassuring shoulder/arm/hand grabbing
- Platonic tight, meaningful hugs
- Platonic late-night deep conversations that end in at least one person holding back tears or sobbing
- Platonic sleeping in the same bed
- Platonic forehead touches
- Platonic staring into each other’s eyes like the other person is the world
- Platonic CUDDLES
SUPER CLOSE PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS
step 1: think about the quote “don’t go where i can’t follow” in relation to your otp
step 2: feel sad
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>You’re barely sure what to do now that he’s pulled away. Your entire body was still tingling from the way he felt against you, his lips against yours and his fingers in your hair (which you liked more than you wanted to admit to yourself). His lips are puffy from the force of the kisses and clumsy teeth and you could barely keep yourself from staring. You had done that. You’re barely able to keep yourself from smiling as you press your forehead against his, his cooler skin warmer than you had felt since you’d been there. You did that.
I wanna… do that again. But we’ve had a lot to drink.
>Pout a little. The urge to pull him back against you and kiss him all over like a puppy was rising and you couldn’t keep yourself from touching him. A hand had migrated to his waist during your kisses and your forehead was still against his, though you moved it every so often so as not to get a big sweaty spot (and to continue nuzzling him as well). This was… nice. Really nice. Nicer than anything you’d ever felt.
We should wait a bit… But it’ll be hard.
>You grunt, fumbling as you feel him against you. Your teeth chattered and you lightly nip up at him. You didn’t wanna stop. You were suddenly needy. And you wanted so much, but your mind seemed to fuzz over when you tried to think of what exactly. You wiggled your hips against his hands and god you were drunk.
>Your hands reach up and lightly pull at his shirt. Your fingers intertwined with the fabric and you groaned, huffing. You wanted kisses, and cuddles and.. And what? Again, your brain wouldn’t rely the information to you. All you knew is you waned him close and against you.
But.. I want… I want…
>You stumble drunkenly down the sidewalk, a bottle of whiskey still in your hand. You looked like a trainwreck. Your tie was loosened, your shirt half-way unbuttoned. 5 o’clock shadow ran across your jawline, and bags lay heavy beneath your sorrowful eyes. You had failed.
>An entire business, given to you by your ancestor. You were supposed to find, train and employ assassins to kill lowbloods. You were supposed to be a tyrant. Evil. Heartless. But what did you do? Fail. You chickened out and ran, and the business collapsed. People died because you left. No leader, no business. Nothing.
>And it was all your fault. All because you had to fall for the very target your ancestor was after all those years. You let her go. And then, you ran.
>You stumbled and fell to your knees, and began sobbing uncontrollably. The street was empty, and you were glad no one could hear your broken sobs and you trembled. A tyrian, crying, drunk, in the middle of the street. And alone.
(◡‿◡✿) Slow sensual deep meaningful kisses
(◡‿◡✿) Lustful hands sliding down bodies with little tiny gasps of pleasure
(◡‿◡✿) Tugging on their hair gently only to move the kisses to their neck
(◡‿◡✿) Jawline kisses slowly moving back to their lips
(◕‿◕✿) Muffled kissing while getting the shit fucked out of them
Sex is a lot like Labyrinth, You go in without knowing, there are Muppets, David Bowie is there.
>Shit did you make the girl angry? She sounds really… Betrayed?
Well… No, I ain’t lying. But I mean… Hmmm…
I’unno, I just never thought of drinkin it… But I would if I could…!
It’s delicious! Some people complain about it just being “leaf water” but its so good, and very healthy too. Sweet, bitter, hot, cold, creamy—! Its amazing what you can do with tea. I even have my own tea garden, I make all kinda of different homemade brews.
If you’re interested, I can let you try some? My hive isn’t far from here, just a hop, skip and a jump really. I can make you some to try, no charge!~ It’d be nice to have company over anyways.
Of course I understand if you decline. I’m not sure I’d wander over to just any trolls hive, either..
>Of course you are less than 5 foot and chubby.. really hardly intimidating at all.