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true-autistic-tales · 4 months
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imagine watching your f/o's face turn cartoonishly red with blush after you complimented them
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raspberrychronicles · 6 months
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imagine your f/o going "cute? me? i think you got the wrong guy" after you fawn to them about how cute they are, but its apparent that they're flustered by it !!
whether it shows itself through change in facial expressions or their body language, or showing itself in the way they start talking. especially when they're usually perceived differently. maybe even as somewhat offputting by the majority of people around them
they're relieved that you perceive them that way !! you thinking they're cute has something comforting about it
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starstruckloves · 5 months
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dramatic f/os. it’s a need.
the type of f/os who are there at your beck and call when you need them. the type where every morning they demand a good morning kiss because “they simply can’t get through their day without it!” and the type where they love buying you little gifts and flowers for no reason other than “my beautiful partner/spouse deserves them!”
that. that is what i need.
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ronzombie · 25 days
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This is your sign to write wedding vows for you and your F/O.
Would they be goofy or intimate? How is their vocabulary? Think of all the moments that have led up to this point. Would they cry or smile the whole time?
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moved-to-satoruswaifu · 6 months
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A SOMEWHAT BASIC F/O & S/I EMOJI ASK GAME because we all need more interactions. Anons are welcome - Specify f/o (if applicable!) Please practice inbox karma if you can ♡
Send me... 📸 for a random screenshot / picture i can gush about.
🔎 for something f/o-related in my room (or something that makes me think about them).
🩷 for a headcanon about f/o.
🩵 for a fact about s/i.
❤️ for a fact about our relationship.
💌 for a snippet of a conersation we had.
🎧 for a song that reminds me of us.
🎁 for a gift f/o has given s/i (or vice versa).
🙆 for something i can't stop thinking about.
🌘 for something i love about f/o.
🌒 for something f/o loves about me.
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sheepie-self-ships · 26 days
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GOD I AM A SUCKER FOR THOSE TIKTOKS,
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IMAGINE your F/O’s reaction when you’re still dating, and you call them your husband/wife/spouse 😭 imagine how giggly they might get, or how they only want to be called that the rest of the day, or if they’re more serious how they ask that you “address them as such moving forward”,
or mAYBE they stop you in your tracks. “Not yet, give me juuust a moment” and they get up just to go plan the wedding THAT VERY MOMENT-
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sirenmoth · 2 months
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Bookworm
Based of this post i made. GN Reader
AO3
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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.
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-- Simon "Ghost" Riley, Captian John Price, Nikolai Belinski, (you can really apply this to any F/O)
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l0v3sickl0s3r · 4 months
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imagine ur defending ur f/o and they go “my partner is so hot”
proship dni >:(
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shiutsu · 10 months
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I thought the original pic was cute.
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raspberrychronicles · 3 months
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for the f/o you added to your list recently, for those who only started selfshipping recently or just in general!! imagine looking forward to spending the spring/summer with your f/o!!
spending the holidays together, the weather being nicer for outside activities, everything not being so gloomy anymore and full of life and getting to experience all of that with your f/o!!
picnics in fields, tucking flowers behind your ear .. your f/o def looks forward to these things the most among other things!! they just love getting to experience the different seasons together with you and just having you in their life in general just as much as you do <33
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bnuyy2 · 6 months
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The First Snow
Gn! Reader x Masc! Fave
Synopsis: Your lover wakes to find the bed cold. He doesn't need to look long to find you seated at the window sill watching as the world goes white.
Word Count: 641
Warnings: fluff, domesticity, no pronouns for reader
Note: this is really short and just came to me as i was falling asleep like idk where this came from anyways i wrote this with many characters in mind, particularly the ones who are a little grumpy and jaded but so full of love 🩵
Something had woken you out of your sleep, and you opened your eyes to face the window.
It took you a moment to realise the brightness did not come from the sun rising at 1 o’clock in the morning, but from the street lights illuminating the sparkling snow layered on nearly every surface. You are careful not to wake your lover as you raise yourself from the bed and pad over to the scene, seating yourself on the wide windowsill to watch the cascading bits of fluff up close.
You had only meant to be away from bed for a moment, but you were thoroughly captivated and stuck in place. It took just a few minutes for the man you’d left behind to begin unconsciously searching for your warmth, scooching his body closer to your side and reaching out his arm.
When he realises there is none to find, he begrudgingly opens an eye in search of you, and finds your form sitting entirely too far away from him. He quietly grunts your name which coaxes a hum from you, but you don't face him.
"Come back to me," He mumbles, his eye drifting closed again as he awaits what he hopes will be your swift return to his side.
"In a minute," You respond, and there is no way he can sleep now.
He sighs, lifting himself from the mattress and trudging over to the ledge where you sit pressed against the cool glass, pulling close a chair to sit by you. Now you turn your attention to him and smile.
His hair is tousled in a way that only you are allowed to see, and though he would never admit it, his mouth has formed a pout. You reach your hand out to caress his cheek, and your smile grows as he snuggles his face into your palm, his stubble mildly abrasive on your skin.
"It's snowing," You quietly point out, and he nods. Only you thought in his exhaustion he wouldn't have noticed.
"Hurts my eyes," He mumbles, and you can feel his lips move against your hand, supple and warm. The brightness of the snow would surely sting eyes just woken from sleep.
You lean down and kiss his eyelids to soothe the ache, and he huffs a sigh from deep in his chest. When you straighten up again, you see the corners of his mouth have lifted a bit into a small grin.
"It looks lovely though," You reason, turning your eyes back towards the window.
He watches you, the shirt you slept in slipping to expose more of your shoulder. He sees the content look of your glowing face and your eyes sparkling with wonder.
"Yes. Very lovely."
Eventually he does move his gaze from you to the rest of the world, watching the first glimpse of winter.
From this, he sees roads made more difficult, a driveway that will need shovelling, and skin chapped with cold, and he doesn't doubt you are aware of those things as well.
What he loves about you is the space you make for beauty, letting your appreciation for it cushion you from whatever hurts may come. He has begun to learn to do so through you, his greatest beauty.
He will carry your sweet concerned voice in his mind as he drives with care and let you fret over his large frozen hands when he comes inside, frantically rubbing them between your own in an attempt to warm them before you go to fix him a hot drink. He also loves to see how your eyelashes catch the frost, and the endearing traditions you indulge in for the season.
"My love," You whisper. He had fallen asleep with his head on your thigh. You pat his hair down as you watch him shift at the sound of your voice.
"Let's go to bed."
You rise from the window sill and he lets you take his hand to return to each other's arms. There will be time enough to experience the pains and joys of winter in the morning.
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starstruckloves · 3 months
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imagine flirting with your f/o who normally is known to wear a hat of some kind. maybe their face will get all hot, causing them to take it off and fan themselves with it. or possibly they get so flustered that they pull it over their red face to hide their flustered expression, knowing that looking you in the eyes right now will only make it worse. you could even take their hat and wear it to tease them, their mind wandering to how good you look in it. they almost wanna have you wear it out so when people see their signature hat on your head, people will know you’re theirs <3
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gushingabtlove · 1 year
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imagine your f/o just picking you up and spinning you around and giving you lil kisses. they just think you’re neat.
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fosforflower · 4 months
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Imagine you and your f/o being in comfortable silence as you both unwind from a long day, going about your routines. Both of you walking around your shared space, doing separate things individually, but once it’s all said in done, finally embracing and finishing the day off together <3
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sennamybeloved · 7 months
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➤ SELFSHIPTOBER 2023 !
from the creator of the “seren’s selfshiptober” list from last year, i bring you yet another list of fun and spooky prompts for all sorts of self ship creations! there are a few repeat prompts from the old list, but i tried to spice things up.
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#1. first kiss
#2. forest
#3. carnival
#4. gift
#5. flowers
#6. cuddles
#7. spell
#8. tragedy
#9. healing
#10. protect
#11. blood
#12. art
#13. stars
#14. nightmares
#15. tranquil
#16. afraid
#17. creatures of the night
#18. party
#19. costumes
#20. married (in an untraditional sense)
#21. garden
#22. bickering
#23. mysterious
#24. deep water
#25. lanterns
#26. weapon
#27. trust
#28. full moon
#29. feast
#30. cold weather
#31. candy/trick-or-treat
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please tag your posts with #selfshiptober 2023 & tag me if you'd like me to see what you create!! no limitations here; you can skip prompts, combine prompts, start the prompts early, drag them out into november... just have fun :)
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Imagine your f/o sees you wearing a too big shirt and thinks you look so so cute in it they just HAVE to cuddle you :3
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