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sirenmoth · 2 months

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Bookworm

Based of this post i made. GN Reader

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If he was sure about one thing, it was your avid love and passion for reading, he could leave you with a book alone while a worked in his office or went to run errands and you wouldn't have moved at all, expect to change the position you were reading in. You were absorbed into your own private worlds, books of different genres layed scattered around the house, stacked up agaisnt each other on any surface you could find to place one, on overcrowed shelves and side tables, even tucked up against the wall on the floor.

It was cute to see you nosedeep in whatever book you were reading but it did concern him to some extent, he managed to sneak up on you a few times, having to physically drag you to eat or to rest your eyes.

Well, by sneaking, more like louding stomping around the house, purposley making as much noise as possible, still you sat and read undisturbed by his actions.

Nothing seemed to work, the amount of books now meant he's accidentally walked into a stack on the floor or nearly had a a few fall off the shelves they cluttered, "Are you planning on moving this anytime soon?" He asked, looking in you direction.

You sat on the sofa, a blanket over your legs and a book you were somehow already nearing half way through even though it was bought a week ago, laid open on your lap, not looking up from the words you were focusing on, you nodded absent mindlessly, eyes never leaving the paper back in front of you, turing the page to start the next chapter and curling up more under the blanket.

He sighed, knowing he wouldn't get an answer from you in a while, he couldn't complain about the placements, the only spare room in the house was turned into his at home office, his own space he can retreat to if needed, so getting mad that you turned the living room into your own space was wrong,

It was only fair you got your own space, an area where you could read and store your books without worry, and so he could easy know where you were.

After reaching the midway point of the novel, bookmarking it with the bookmark he bought you as a gift after you looked at him in disgust when he told you to dog-ear the page like he does, moving the blanket from your legs and stretched. Looking around, the lack of books around caught you off guard, it instantly became clear how clean and decluttered everything looked, like you could finally breathe after drowning for so long.

"Where'd all my books go?" you mutter to yourself, getting up from where you've been sitting for who knows how long, a noise from the sunroom caught your attention, it was at the far back of the house and neither you nor he used it for much other than storage.

Calling out to him, knocking on the door to the room before opening it, he stops you " Darling! Wait there, i wanna show you something." he called from inside, sounding a little out of breath, you sighed hoping it wasn't another one of his retreat rooms, "It's not done yet." a loud noise followed by the sound of him grunting, like he was moving something around.

Puzzled, you waited outisde the room, unsure of what was happening that was so important, "Have you seen my books?" you asked him from the other side of the door, crossing your arms over your chest, "I can't find them anywhere." you add. Finally the door opens just enough for him to squeeze out and to keep whatever was inside hidden, "What was that?" you question him again, even more confused than before.

He smiled at you, taking you hand in his, "I have seen you books, so don't be mad at me." he explained, "I found somewhere for you to put them, i know you have a habit of going into that pretty head of yours when reading." That explanation did nothing to help your curiosity. He motioned to you stand in front of the sunroom door, with him behind you.

"I hope you like it, took me hours." He kissed the back of your head, reaching out from behind you to open the door.

The sight in front of you left you speechless, a whole mini library was there, right in fron of your eyes. Taking a few steps into the now renovated room, taking in the sight, a double loveseat big enough to hold two people, was pushed up agaisnt the far right wall, complete with pillows and a throw blanket over the back of it. A singular arm chair in the left corner sat with its own pillow, propped neatly in the center of the chair. Bookshelevs, both refurbished and handmade lined every available wall, reaching upwards towards the ceiling and skylights, creating a warm and cozy feeling. A ladder, which you noticed was on a whell system, sat attache to the larger bookshelf in the room. A decent sized coffee table was placed in front of the double love set, already with a few book ready to be read.

A fair of arms snake their way around your waist, pulling you out of you dazed stated. "Do you like it? Thought you could have your own space to retreat and relax." he said, watching as your eyes looked from one thing to another, "I tried my best to order them how you like it, hopefully it's ok." sheepishly he smiled, his eyes never leaving your awestruck expression.

Turning to him with the biggest smile on your face he's ever seen, you hug him tightly, squeezing him as you buried you face in the crook of his neck, giving him chase butterfly kisses on his neck and jaw, each a silent thank you for his gift and effort. "I love it, thank you so much." you reply, letting go so you explore your new personal space, running you fingers over the polished sheleves, scaaning the small decor pieces and details he added, little trinkets he brought back for you from his travles.

He sat down on the sofa, watching in adoration as you wondered around your new private world, reading the titles off the spines of the books on the shelves, happy with himself and his work, ignoring the gnawing feeling that he'll have to possibly make a new section soon when you inevitably run out of space. You grabbed a book of one of the shelves and made your way over to him, settling down between his legs, getting comfortable with his back slightly agaisnt the back of the sofa and the armrest, one leg streched out on the loveseat with you perched in betweem his legs.

His arms were back around your waist the second you stopped moving, you grabbed the blanket and threw it over both of your legs, arranging so it covered you both completly, your back against his chest and his arms around your waist, you set the novel you choose down on your lap and opened it.

A sigh can be heard behind you, smiling softly to yourself, he's not moving anytime soon and you know he just figured that out. A few minutes after you opened the book, you feel another set of eyes peering over your shoulder at the pages in front of you, "Are you reading over my shoulder?" you playfully ask, earning a grunt in response. Giggling as you readjust the book, so he could totaly not read over your shoulder.

Whatever he had planned today wasn't going to happen and can wait, this is more important.

-- Simon "Ghost" Riley, Captian John Price, Nikolai Belinski, (you can really apply this to any F/O)

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rae-pss · 1 month

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masterlist

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . little something i wrote to help with my inner thoughts. ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 195 words, mentions of scars in the forearm, not specified the reason why they're there.

with a fondness almost unknown to you, his hand held your wrist firmly; raising your arm enough to have it close to his face. a lateral movement of his wrist and your forearm was already under his watchful eye. deep gaze that carefully examined your skin, marked by a pain that you never wanted to have to experience again. a part of you that you longed to bury underground forever, but, one more part of you for him to love.

—you don't have to do this. –you tried to reason, not wanting him to be aware of the pain that still resided in your grieving soul.

carefully, his gaze met yours, a prolonged silence formed between the two of you. however, with delicate slowness, in case you decided to reject his actions, he lowered his face until the gentle commissure of his lips made contact with the back of your wrists. unhurriedly and gently, he began to leave tender kisses all over your forearm, paying special attention to the deeper marks that decorated your skin.

—just... –he started uttering. —let me know all the times that, despite not knowing it, i failed to protect you.

satan, mammon (whb); jotaro, bruno, wammu, josuke (jjba); satoru, suguru, itadori (jjk); dante (dmc); dazai (bsd); jack, buddha, qin, hades (snv/ror); mammon, simeon, diavolo (om); giyuu, sanemi, rengoku, akaza (kny); draken, mitsuya, kakucho (tokrev); your favs (<3).

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beatendeadcourier · 1 year

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I'm always plagued by images of him

I NEED to beat his ass [lovely] <3

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jeweledeyez-0 · 17 days

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I think a lot of selfship writers need to know that:

Not everyone is white.

Not everyone is a girl.

Not everyone got Eurocentric features.

Not everyone got a male f/o.

Not everyone is skinny.

I’m not saying write a hyper-specific ‘f/o x reader’ post, I’m saying keep in mind that not everyone is the same as you.

#🎴.talking #selfship imagines #selfship community #selfship positivity #f/o x reader #self shipping community #romantic f/o #f/o community #selfship imagine

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slashingdisneypasta · 12 days

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Imagine your F/O seeing you acting goofy. Like actually goofy- not cute goofy, not sweet goofy. No. Like the clumsy cringy freak I know you all are deep, or not-so-deep, in there.

They don't look and think you're cute.

They don't look and shake there head at you either though.

They look and they think you're funniest person in the world and you cheer them up.

#maybe they join you? XD #F/O #F/O's #F/O Imagine #F/O x Reader #F/O Imagines

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your-sweetest-nightmares-blog · 6 months

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joking-suggestions · 10 months

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god I want to smoother his cheeks with kisses.

#k's tag #f/o imagines #romantic f/o #imagine your f/o #selfshipping #self shipper #self ship #f/o stuff #f/o x reader #fluff #f/o fluff

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veryvaughnny · 1 year

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Imagine being the reason your f/o never has to feel alone again. Imagine just simply being there all the time - holding their hand, hugging them, giving them kisses, etc.

And imagine your f/o realizing it. That you'll always be there with them. It could bring tears to their eyes and/or a slight smile on their face.

You two are adorable ❤️ and your f/o loves you so much.

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quillandink333 · 2 months

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If you and your dominant f/o are into intense degrading roleplay, imagine the two of you having a non verbal signal that they give you to let you know they still love and care about you. For example maybe they’re objectifying you in this roleplay, calling you their toy and saying you were made to be used by them, but to keep you from getting too immersed in their words, they gently pinch the shell of your ear or smth distinct like that, which is them silently reminding you that they don’t really mean it and that they still cherish you for the wonderful being you are

#my imagine #f/o imagine #f/o x reader #proship selfship #proselfship #proselfship imagine #proship selfship imagine #tw degradation #hurt/comfort #I wrote this when I was feeling particularly unloveable

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oworaiibu · 11 months

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it's overdone but i love this trope. imagine your f/o talking to someone else, or going to talk to you, but stop in the middle of their sentence because you look especially good that day. you look good everyday but today you're just...wow. your f/o has no words.

sorry, moments like these always get me.

#f/o imagine #self ship community #self ship imagine #self shipping imagines #self ship #self ship imagines #f/o imagines #imagine your f/o #f/o x you #romantic f/o #selfship community #f/o x s/i #f/o x self insert #f/o x reader #selfship imagine #selfship imagines #owo writes

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catras-witchy-girlfriend · 1 year

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For my disabled selfshippers, whether that be mentally or physically, your f/o loves you.

Even on your bad days.

Even when you're in so much pain all you want to do is scream and cry.

Even when you forget important things, or make mistakes.

Even when you keep them up all night with your night terrors, or wake them up to help you with your meds because you can't get it yourself.

Even when you can't get yourself out of bed and sleep for most of the day.

They love you when you talk too loud and when you can't talk at all.

They love you when you infodump about random things they don't have a clue about.

They love you when you're stimming really badly, or screaming uncontrollably, and when you're trashing around from a seizure or meltdown.

They love you, even when you hate yourself. Even when you can't see why they love you, they still do.

You don't have to be perfect for them to love you, you don't have to be good, you don't even have to be okay!

They don't love you only for your good days, they love you for you. And you is messy, you is weak, you is scared, and you is angry, and they love that about you!

You're not their burden.

You're not someone they're forced to babysit.

You're not a headache.

You're their heart.

You're who loves them the most.

You're the best thing that's ever happened to them.

You love them, even if no one else does, you love them. You see the good in them. You see them for what they are, and they aren't perfect.

The same fear that you have, that you're too much or too little for them? They have it too.

They worry they're not enough for you too.

But they believe in your love for them. They believe you when you tell them how much you love them. So please, for their sake, believe them when they tell you they love you, because even if they've never told the truth before, how much they love you could never be a lie.

#catras witchy girlfriend #comfort character #romantic f/o #self shipping #f/o #nd selfship #disabled selfship #nurodivergent selfship #nurodivergent!reader #autistic selfship #selfship imagines #f/o x s/i #f/o x you #f/o x reader #f/o imagines #f/o imagine #comfort imagine #imagine your fictional other #imagine your f/o

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tsundere-selfship · 6 months

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Imagine your f/o comforting you when you're having a bad day. They hold you in their arms and kiss you softly on the forehead. They stroke your hair and tell you that everything will be okay and that you are enough. Your f/o makes you feel loved and safe, and lets you know that you're always on their mind.

#imagine your f/o #f/o imagines #self ship #proship selfship #selfship #f/o positivity #fictional other #f/o prompts #f/o x s/i #f/o x reader #for whoever’s gonna need this today :]#antiship dni #antis dni

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mayhemakinguser · 1 year

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F/o imagine

Imagine you are nearly at your breaking point. The thoughts in your head get louder and louder, and they threaten to drown you. You cover ears, and try to make them go away and they JUST WONT. You're shaking, and you're trying to keep all the emotions inside, attempting to boil over like a pot on a stove. In your chest theres this searing pain and you desperately wish it would disappear.

Then a pair of arms wrap around your quaking body, pulling you close. Your f/o nuzzles your cheek, whispering two words in your ear.

"Its okay."

#F/o imagine #Self ship #F/o comfort #F/o x you #Self shipping #f/o x self insert #Fictional other #fictional other imagines #f/o positivity #F/o post #F/o tag #f/o community #f/o content #self insert #f/o x reader

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true-autistic-tales · 1 year

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imagine your f/o putting little star stickers on you because "you did so good today :D!"

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slashingdisneypasta · 2 months

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Imagine walking home alone one evening and a big black car slows down next to you, the door opens, and you get yanked in.

When you catch your bearings enough to look around, you see your F/O crouched in the back there with you with their hands up as if calming a wild animal.

What do you say? Do you go 'are you fucking kidding me!?', or '... what- ', or 'Holy shit it's you'?

#F/O #F/O's #F/O x Reader #F/O Imagine #F/O Imagines

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averysmolbear · 1 year

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CW: This features a female or afab reader. There’s talk of their menstrual cycle and all that that includes (albeit not graphically or anything). There’s maybe a pet name or two in there. Reader and unspecified “boyfriend” are both adults in this scenario. It’s also an established relationship with the reader and their boyfriend living together.

A/N: I wrote this because I’m going through it right now and it’s cathartic. I won’t be offended if anyone passes on reading it because of the subject matter. I didn’t include any specific character as the “boyfriend” in this and any characters I tag for it aren't the only characters that you could replace “the boyfriend” with when you’re reading this. I just tagged some of my faves and a few others.

You really should have been prepared for this. You knew it was coming, even if you couldn’t always time your period down to the day. Usually you stocked up in the days before you assumed your period would start but this month you had been so stressed that you hadn’t been paying attention.

You didn’t notice all of the usual signs. Sure, you were maybe a bit more emotional than normal but with everything going on lately, it was easy to assume it was just the stress piling up on you. You dealt with bouts of insomnia regularly as well so that didn’t even register as a sign of what was to come.

Now here you were, laying in bed, curled up in the fetal position — or as close as you could get to it — as you felt the cramps kicking your ass. They weren’t always this bad but this month was clearly not going to be kind to you. You weren’t in tears but you certainly weren’t looking to move any time in the near future.

The problem was that you kind of needed to get out of bed. You moved slowly, uncurling yourself, as you moved to sit on the edge of your bed. You could hear the tv on in the living room but you missed the sound of your boyfriend’s footsteps as he made his way down the hall to pop his head into the bedroom.

“Hey, babe?”

You looked up and forced a smile. After all, you didn’t want to be a bother. You had dealt with this sort of thing for years now. You didn’t want to make him deal with it too.

Your skin, however, was paler than usual and there were dark circles under your eyes. Your boyfriend had noticed you tossing and turning last night which is why he let you sleep in this morning without trying to get you up when he got up. But it was getting later and he had only wanted to see if you were hungry. Now, however, he was worried.

“You feeling okay?” He walked over to sit down next to you on the bed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders when you rested your head on his shoulder. “What can I do to help?”

You looked up and could tell he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. You shrugged and when he nudged you gently, you sighed, giving in.

“I just want to curl up on the couch,” you finally said. “Can you help me?”

His brow furrowed and without you asking, he scooped you up and carried you into the living. He carefully set you down on the couch before standing in front of you with his arms folded across his chest.

“What do you need?”

You started to shake your head but he frowned and you know that putting up a front wouldn’t work. “Can you grab me a glass of water while I run to the bathroom?”

He nodded, already piecing together what might be going on. He watched you until you disappeared down the hall and then he got the water for you as well as some of your favorite snacks, making sure there were more sweet than savory options for you.

When you got back to the living room, you had changed into a pair of his sweatpants, drowning in them but comfortable. He smiled softly and handed you the water and gestured to the table filled with snacks. You softly laughed before taking a couple of pills to help with the pain and swallowing it down with a couple of sips of water.

He pulled you close so you could rest against him while you stretched out a bit on the couch. He handed you his phone, already opened to a delivery app.

“It’s almost noon. Pick something for lunch,” he explained as you looked up at him. “Whatever sounds good to you. And if you need me to run to the store, I can. Whatever you need, okay?”

You nodded, your attention drifting to the phone as you felt your boyfriend press a soft kiss to the top of your head. After picking something to order, you handed the phone back and snuggled in as much as you could, the warmth of your boyfriend’s body helping to soothe some of the pain you felt.

He rested a large hand on your stomach, slipping it innocently under the bottom hem of your shirt. As you glanced up, you saw him looking down at you with a light blush on his cheeks. You happily sighed and scooted just a bit closer to your boyfriend.

You might not feel the best right now but at least you knew he didn’t see you as a bother today. And hopefully a lazy day at his side would help as well. You knew he was going to spend the rest of the day pampering you but today, of all days, you were going to let it happen because you knew you needed it today more than ever.

And sometimes it was nice to be reminded that you weren’t a bother and that your boyfriend would move heaven and earth to make sure you were taken care of.

#tessie writes #cw female or afab reader fic #comfort character x reader #f/o x reader #reiner braun x reader #levi ackerman x reader #eren jeager x reader #armin arlert x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #kunigami rensuke x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #keigo takami x reader

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