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Hes so cute guys not evil at all
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Olite canon guys this really happened
Here is the template I useddd

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imagine your f/o always warms up your side of the bed before you get in. doesn’t say anything about it—just quietly tucks the blankets around you like you're something fragile.
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When you feel like shit at work so you give the f/o plushie hanging on your bag a quick nuzzle and suddenly you feel whatever debuff was inflicted on you by the universe leave your body.
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Imagine your f/o showing up like a total badass and drop kicking your depression in the face, then scooping you up in their arms like, “You’re safe now, my love.” And just like that, the clouds part, the sun shines, and you’re smiling again as they hold you close and promise to never let the evil stinky depression win.
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Some stupid kids at the mall were making fun of me and now I feel stupid they said they thoufh I was pretty so I said thank you and then they started laughing at me I wanna cry I feel so dumb
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Rubbing your nose against f/o's nose.. Rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub
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mm.....your f/os helping you sleep by humming your favorite song and stroking your hair gently.... theyll continue to do it until you manage to fall asleep, willing to lose sleep if it means that you get the rest and recharge you deserve...
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🔦 imagine you and your f/o searching an abandoned building together with just one flashlight as part of a silly date idea. you're wrapped so tight around their arm and you're both jumping at every sound.
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Imagine having a crumb or some sauce or a flower petal or anything else on one of your cheeks (or anywhere on your face if you prefer). Now imagine your F/O wiping it off with one of their fingers while looking at you softly, maybe even with a smile. Perhaps they even comment on how clumsy you are.
Proship / Comship / Darkship do not interact please!
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Okay but imagine your f/o before you get together. imagine them daydreaming about the person they wanna end up dating, their ideal type. Imagine them literally describing you as their 100, complete type. Imagine them talking to their friends and as they go around and describe what the perfect partner would look like, and it comes to your f/o and they excitedly ramble about their dream partner, going from head to toe and saying all of your features.
Imagine that first time they lay eyes on you, how their heart might jump out of their chest seeing the most attractive person hey’ve ever seen. Imagine them in a little excited panic, amazed that someone like you exists and that you’re right in front of them. Imagine them thinking of an excuse to talk to you, how their mind might race trying to come up with something good, they cannot afford to blow their shot with you
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Imagine f/o eating a whole tube of toothpaste and asking for more
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Your f/o cleaning your glasses (if you wear them) and then giving you a small kiss somewhere and reminding you to clean your glasses
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“Let’s say, hypothetically, your f/o wants you to kiss them all over their face a ludicrous amount of times. Let’s also say for the sake of argument, they also want to kiss you all over your face a ludicrous amount of times until both of you are covered in kisses. Now it is factual that your f/o loves you the mostest, so it is reasonable to assume you two should perhaps kiss right now?”

unless ur proship fuck off lmao, dni
(also i hate ben shapiro hes just so memeable😭)
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gn!reader x f/o
🦑 your F/O claims this was spontaneous, but they’re dressed a little too well for it to be totally last minute. when you catch them checking their reflection in the tank glass, they brush it off. “Just wanted to impress the fish,” they tease.
🐬 every time you lean in to read a plaque, they lean in too. Way too close. close enough that you can feel the warmth of them, close enough that their breath fans your cheek when they quietly read the facts out loud because “I know you like the sound of my voice.”
🐡 when you stop at the big tank with the floor-to-ceiling glass, they sit down next to you without a word. you both just stare at the slow, gliding movement of rays and sharks and schools of fish like living confetti.
🐙 in the touch tank zone, they fake-argue with a horseshoe crab on your behalf. “Excuse me? This one’s taken.” when you laugh, they say “I’m serious. You have too many admirers in here. That stingray winked at you.”
🦀 before you leave, they ask if you want to check out the gift shop. their tone is casual, but their eyes have that little sparkle, like they’ve been waiting for this part.
you both wander through the shelves: bins of plastic sea creatures, mugs shaped like pufferfish, overpriced sweatshirts, tiny snow globes. but then you find the plushies.
a whole wall of them. sea turtles, sharks, jellyfish with little sparkly tentacles, a seahorse wearing a sailor hat for some reason.
they don’t ask. they just quietly pick up the one you’ve been absentmindedly squeezing and carry it to the register.
when they hand it to you outside, they don’t make a big deal about it.
“Souvenir,” they say, and shrug, even though you both know they noticed you were holding it like it was already yours.
you squeeze it again and thank them, and they smile like it was nothing, but you loved it so much.
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F/o does a little twirl right onto your lap
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