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Nonsexual Romance Meme

NONSEXUAL romance


Romantic relationships, under most circumstances, have a sexual component to them. That's just another level of connection many desire with the one they love. Not so the case with you. You're with someone, and both of you very much acknowledge it's some sort of relationship, but you're not with-with them - not sexually. Whether you're just unexperienced and not ready to move to that level yet, believers in romantic friendship (or that situation is more convenient, given your time and place of residency), unable to consummate anything due to physiological differences or other issues, celibate, or simply content with the intimacy that you do have, it's a mutual decision...isn't it? But is this the way you two see yourselves continuing, without wanting more? And what about other people? If they know you're together, do they see your arrangement as "strange" or "less?"

Even if they do, though, it may not matter; you have each other.

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  • Be on the look out for a companion smut meme coming later tomorrow or so at TLH.
killedwithlove: (Wistful)

Understand if this isn't your thing. Can also action spam.

[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-20 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Cole liked watching Cremisius train. He liked the way he could swing that maul around and make it look effortless when Cole knew that he himself would probably struggle to spin it in a single circle with his own body as the counterweight.

And he liked the way that other people looked at Krem, admiring him the way that a handsome young man should be admired, for his arms and shoulders, for his skill. He leaned on his elbows on the fence of the sparring ring, chin in his hands and hat tipped back a little so he could see more clearly.
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I actually greatly prefer this style so thank you for this. Also excuse me while I smoosh over Cole.

[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Krem's hands were deft with his maul, moving it as easily as Seeker Pentaghast would her sword. His armor had been stripped to the bare essentials, his hands bare but his chestplate buckled on over his chainmail and leathers. He stopped just short of bashing the straw stuffing out of the training dummies, obviously holding some force back and mainly keeping his reflexes honed.

When he stopped to fetch water from the large bucket that he had set up several yards away, he looked up at Cole there. He'd realized that he was being watched; people came and went to watch him and the other Chargers, admiring their skill and brutal efficiency, but the spirit boy, he lingered. Krem's head tilted slightly as he took in the emaciated face and offered a slanted little smile. He wouldn't offer to train or spar with Cole, seeing him as something akin to a little porcelain figure, strange and elegant but breakable, in more ways than one.

Shaking his head some, Krem knelt by his bucket and took a cup that had been resting nearby to scoop out a few swallows, splashing some on his face to cool down before he started doing drills in manual dexterity. He could spin and maneuver his maul easily, and...maybe he was showing off a little bit, for Cole's amusement.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Cole wasn't interested in the efficiency, or the brutality. None of that really appealed to him. What he liked was the strength and confidence and the admiration of others as they watched the Chargers. Watched Krem. It was a soft warmth in his gut and along his back that he couldn't quite explain.

The drills had a few people wander off, so Cole hopped up to sit on the fence instead, swinging his legs to let his heels tap on the cross beams.

"Why a maul?" He finally asked.
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
Krem swung the maul in one hand then twisted it to the other and halted it with the head of it in the ground, sure to leave a dent in the dirt.

"Picked it up from Bull," he answered easily, kicking the heel of his boot against the spiked metal. His hand went to his hip as it cocked some and he lifted his chin in a gesture to Cole's weapons. "Same could be asked of you and your blades."
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Cole's knivesโ€“strapped across his backโ€“were a weight and comfort that he had thought about a lot in those first weeks after Lambert had banished him. "Cole's mother taught him how to use a knife. I know how to use a knife because of it. It's fast and easy to carry and it's merciful."

He shifted on his butt on the wood, reaching to draw one of them and stroking a finger along the fuller. "I'm not a fighter. The Iron Bull says I'm an assassin."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Merciful as long as you don't twist the blade."

Krem picked the maul up and slid it back onto his back, heading for the fence and leaning on it much as Cole had been before. He'd been out there training long enough that he'd picked up a healthy sheen of sweat, as well as a smell like baked earth and warm metal. He looked down at the knife in Cole's hand. "Can't imagine you'd readily learn how to use one on your own," he said thoughtfully. "Can't say I've seen you fight, myself, but if the Chief says you are something, he generally has the right of it. The Ben-Hassrath training he's always talking about like a fact of life."
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Why would I twist the blade? It's not made for twisting." He looked at his knife, long, narrow, straight. "If you used a corkscrew, you'd twist it. But that wouldn't be quick or merciful."

Cole looked up to Krem's face and turned to offer the knife to Krem, hilt first. "People don't notice me when they fight. They stretch, reach, leave their flanks open, their necks bared to a thin blade. I want to make it fast, clean. I don't have the strength to break armour."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Corkscrew'd hurt more. Definitely not your style." Taking the knife that was offered, Krem looked it over then walked it between his fingers, the blade glinting in the afternoon sunlight. He was just as skilled in those little acts as he was when swinging his weapon, something very few people ever saw outside of the Chargers. He handed the blade back, flipping it and catching the blade to offer it just as Cole had done to him. "You don't need the strength to break armor. You're good at finding the weak points and knowing how and when to move. 's admirable, especially in someone not actually accustomed to fighting. Makes you an unexpected opponent. Surprises people."
Edited 2015-09-21 07:25 (UTC)
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
"No. But you could make it fast, efficient. The Iron Bull was thinking about how to do it, it's why his eyepatch has some metal on it. Just enough armour to stop a stiletto going in."

He watched the play of fingers, eyes slightly wide as he finally took back his knife. "How do you do that? I can make doors and chests open, and take things from people, but I don't know how to do that..."

Question forgotten, he wanted to know about the quick, nimble tricks.
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Not like he'd need it, anyway. The Chief's fast enough to stop just about anyone trying for his eyesocket, long as they don't catch him completely unawares, which is highly unlikely."

Cole's curiosity made Krem smile a little wider and he stood up, reaching for a sheath at his belt that held a utilitarian knife, its bone handle worn from the amount of use it'd seen. He performed the same basic trick, then spun it back into his palm. "It's kind of a fidget. Something to do with my hands when there's not much else and the liquor's not the most appealing thing in the world. It's not too hard. Here." He moved so that he was facing the same direction as Cole and his knife was in plain sight. He performed the basic little spin once more and then flipped the blade around so that it was tucked inward, letting the other watch how his fingers moved as he did so.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You come from the blind side, someone smaller, most people are, just behind and to the blind side, leap onto the back and stab in, confident, only one chance at a strike like that. He's very aware of that vulnerable spot, yes."

The first part had hints of Bull's accent and deeper voice before slipping back into Cole's normal, light tones. "I promised to stop him if he ever goes insane. He promised to kill me if I become a demon."

Cole shuffles forward on the fence, barely perching anymore. He watched intently, fingers moving without the blade in his hand first, and then copying it, nimble and only fumbling slightly, but catching the hilt instantly. "I see. That's very clever. People wouldn't expect you to be nimble, but anyone who sews needs to be."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Not many'd be able to catch him like that in the first place. You're light enough on your feet and you know how to read people even better than he can and that gives you the advantage, but only in that very small window," Krem agreed. It was somewhat amusing to him that Cole could even start to mimic Bull's voice, and he had to wonder whether he'd ever done that in front of the big guy himself.

Spinning the blade back around in his hand then flipping it in the air to catch a couple of times, Krem nodded once more. "Precisely. Would've ended up with a lot of pricked fingers otherwise." He sheathed his knife after that and leaned back against the fence post again, looking back up at Cole, now that he was close enough to easily see under the brim of his hat. "You know, I'd made something for some of the children roaming around here. You wouldn't be the reason they've disappeared, would you? They're not exactly finished." He'd made a small army of miniature plush nugs in his free time, and had planned on putting little squeaking bulbs into them, until they'd all suddenly vanished from the corner of his quarters where he'd stashed them all.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
Cole looked up to the war room, as if he could look through the walls and rooms between him and it. (He couldn't.) "I wouldn't. Unless I had to. Then I would. He doesn't want to be an animal. He needs to have more trust in himself. The Qun isn't something that holds him from outside himself. He holds him."

There was a soft hum in reply and he pushed his fingers together, watching them rather than Krem. "The cats and nurses don't like the noise, but the children like them soft and plush, something to hold in bed where mother isn't, long ears to chew, eyes to watch the night while I sleep. I'm sorry. They were needed now, not when they were finished."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
"The Chief fears that he'll eventually lose control, so his having this system to keep him in check, it helps alleviate that at least a little bit. Let him have that without question, makes it easier on him and everyone else." Krem might have patted his back at that point, but he was still somewhat anxious about somehow damaging this sort of calm amiability they had.

He wrinkled his nose at the explanation of where his plushes had gone, but he accepted it. "Might have preferred you warning me before you did that, but...thanks, I guess."
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-21 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
Cole looked up from under the brim of his hat, pale eyes bright in some way that wasn't quite natural for a moment. "I'll tell you next time. When I'm helping people, I don't think about anything except how to help them."

It wasn't an apology, exactly. But it was an explanation to why he never thought to say he was taking things.

"I don't break. You think I'm fragile, but I'm not. I fight the Red Templars, like the rest of the Inner Circle. And sometimes, their blows still land, however fast or quiet I am. It's all right. I won't break."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-21 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I might be able to help next time, depending on what it is," Krem added. He personally thought it was a worthy pursuit, even if he didn't get it half the time.

His head hung briefly. Cole was in his brain again, picking up on things, and he couldn't help the ruffling of his metaphorical feathers. He wasn't sure he wanted his memories and regrets poured out from thin lips that only wanted to ease his guilt. His guilt was his own.

"Not physically, no. But you aren't used to friendly contact, are you? People keeping their distance, none of the backslapping congratulations, things of that nature. Except maybe from Varric, he's certainly irreverent enough not to care either way, except that you're there and you did something good." He finally reached up though, briefly laying a hand on Cole's shoulder, then patting it once.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-22 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry. I don't want to upset people by being with them. I don't know how to be... people. Like that." He didn't know how to explain it. Spirits were everything they were, inside and out. People weren't.

He hummed slightly and thought. "Varric isn't scared of touching me. But before him... no one really touches me, because no one notices me. Rhys used to hug me a lot. But that was a long time ago. Maybe. It feels like a long time."

He straightened slightly at the touch, looking to Krem and smiling slightly.
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I heard you talking to the Inquisitor once. Talking about how you'd rather not be noticed, so you just aren't. I know spirits don't have the same concept of loneliness as humans do, but you're feeling less like a spirit all the time. And you like people. Seems like you could use company more often than you let on."

The easy smile grew slightly and Krem gripped down on Cole's shoulder, giving him a companionable little shake, the sort that tended to pass between the men of the Inquisition when they were pleased with one-another.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-22 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Cole pressed his lips together, looking away again and ducking his head. He wanted to help people, but since he'd started becoming... more, he had started to notice a return of that emptiness from the Pit.

Loneliness. He knew what it was. From experience and others.

"You heard me. Most people... unless I speak to them, they don't hear me. They don't want to notice." He glanced out shyly from his hat. "Thank you."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-22 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Part of my job with the Chargers is noticing what people tend not to. 's kept me alive more often than not. Might have been because you didn't expect anyone else to hear, so it didn't matter. Who knows?"

His hand fell away, and he leaned back against the fence with his elbows propped on it, hands falling on either side of him. He kept his head tilted in such a way as to be able to look up under Cole's hat, into his face.

"How about when you go back to the Herald's Rest, you sit with us instead of hiding in your corner upstairs."
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-22 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Cole didn't know why Krem noticed and others didn't. Rhys noticed, but Rhys was a spirit medium.

"I had to learn to not be lonely. When I was in White Spire."

His gaze slid to look at Krem, looking under his hat in a way most people didn't try to. "I don't want to upset anyone. A lot of people don't like me, because I'm a spirit. And because I say things they don't want me to, but I don't know they don't want me to until I've done it."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-22 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"People are convinced that spirits and demons are the same thing, because they come from the same place. Blights and darkspawn don't really help that mentality."

With Cole actually looking back at him, it was easier to gauge him. Krem shook his head some. "When people get upset, 's because you don't gloss it over. People don't appreciate bluntness, which is why you have to start over sometimes. There are people that own that, or that don't realize it, like you. Being good at people takes time, and even then, nobody gets it right a hundred percent of the time. This is the start of you getting used to that." It didn't sound great, he could admit that, but it was one of the things that made life easier once it was understood.
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-22 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Blight and darkspawn have nothing to do with spirits and demons. We don't get the Blight. We're not alive and only living things have Blight."

He watched Krem while he talked, nodding slowly. He liked it when people were clear and said what they meant, it made it easier to understand. He was learning.

"I want to be clear. And help." Rather than looking disappointed, Cole seemed slightly cheered by the idea that he was bad at it but he'd get better with practice. "You're very kind. Maybe that's why you notice me."
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[personal profile] kremdelacreme 2015-09-22 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"They don't, but you know people don't care about that. It's all terrifying, it's all not of this world, and so it must be feared." Krem knew otherwise, even if he'd once felt the same, before he'd hit the tavern and met the Iron Bull. He was another one of those Things To Be Feared Or Slain, right up until he'd offered to help patch up Krem's injuries. Bull was a good man, a damn fine commander, and a friend. Cole was in that third category, himself.

"The difference between being clear and being blunt is the words you pick. Just takes practice to be able to do it on the first try." With Cole in a decent mood, he felt a little bit accomplished. Cole was always so somber, but that almost worried-looking little smile was a victory.

"Whatever the reason I notice you in the first place, it's good to actually talk with you."
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[personal profile] killedwithlove 2015-09-22 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Blight is of this world. Entirely." Every spirit knew it, deep in their self. The Blight was something they could never really know, even as they played it out in the Fade.

"I saw the memories of an Archdemon, from Wynne. She was there when the Fifth Blight was ended. We were in teh Fade and her fear called the Archdemon into shape." Cole had stabbed it in the stomach when it nearly landed on him.

He glanced at Krem again. "Is it? I like talking to you. You don't think I'm stupid, or evil, or innocent. Breakable, but that's nicer than stupid or evil."

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