#romantic platonic familial

[amalgamezz]

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[logan-the-artist]

logan comforting virgil after a particularly bad anxiety attack

[miiconsole]

what i think will happen everytime i post

[arttuff]

bart, bro, youre going to look so cute after this dude

[haventacluewhatimdoing]

Okay but Donna. DONNA. She gets to live her life with both her husband AND her platonic life partner. She'd wanted to be with him forever and now she CAN. She gets both a permanent romantic and permanent platonic partner. Who like each other. Who don't resent the other's existence. Do you understand how MONUMENTAL that is???

[random-selfship-imagines]

Yes, I'm taken (I'm dating a fictional character inside my head)

[aquitainequeen]

Here I am, hours later, still crying about Furiosa and Praetorian Jack. George Miller, Nico Lathouris, Anya Taylor-Joy and Tom Burke are geniuses. They completely sold me on just how much these characters loved each other.

Furiosa coming out of a nightmare, wielding a knife, to be caught by Jack. He doesn’t say it’s all right or that she’s safe, she doesn’t say it was just a bad dream. They don’t say anything. Jack eases her back down to her cot and they settle down, aware of each other.

Jack stitching up Furiosa’s shoulder in a hidden spot in the Citadel, Furiosa showing Jack the peach seed that she’s kept hidden in her hair for so long, proving that the Green Place is out there, asking him to come with her, pressing her forehead to his while cupping the back of his head, showing him her love in the manner of her people, and him returning the gesture. After fifteen years, she’s finally going home, and he’s coming with her.

And then...

Spoilers beyond here!!!

And then:

The battle of the Bullet Farm, which is where the strength and force of their love really started to batter me. Furiosa manages to avoid the ambush and get out of the Farm before the gate closes, and Jack could easily have slipped through the gate to join her, but he sees the enemy forces mustering and knows they’ll quickly be hunted down if there's nothing to stop their pursuers. He shoots off a green flare that clearly tells Furiosa to abandon him and get the hell out of there, intending to sacrifice himself so that she has a chance to escape and set off for the Green Place. Furiosa does drive off, but gets maybe five metres before she decides ‘fuck this’ and goes back in to try and save him. And she saves him from his pursuers and she saves him from falling to his death, and they get to their escape vehicle and drive off, with nary a word spoken or exchanged until they’re on the flat and heading for freedom. And even then, all that’s mentioned is what direction they should take to reach the Green Place. That's it. They don’t need anything else. They survived, they got out, they're together, they’re going to be all right.

And they almost make it. They almost get away.

When they’re captured by Dementus and forced onto their knees, there’s no special close up on them; mostly they’re on the edge of the shot while Dementus is ranting centre stage or screaming into their faces. They pay no heed to him. That love infuriates Dementus. He shrieks, he tears at them, but he can’t break them. He doesn’t matter. What matters is that they spend their last moments touching each other, leaning into each other, pressing their foreheads together, breathing deep, loving each other.

There are no parting words between Furiosa and Jack, no declarations or promises or screams of despair, but it hit me so hard and cut so deep that the second to last time we see Jack’s face, he’s craning desperately to see what’s happening to Furiosa, trying to get one final precious glimpse of her, before he’s quite literally dragged to his awful death.

We don’t see Furiosa’s reaction to her torture on multiple fronts, as she is strung up by her maimed arm and forced to watch Jack die. We’ve seen her scream and weep for her mother, but this moment is hers alone. It’s not for us.

How fitting it is that Jack saves Furiosa one last time, as his execution distracts Dementus and his crew from noticing that Furiosa has cut off her own arm to escape.

The last time we see Jack’s face is in Furiosa’s last nightmare.

Furiosa doesn’t mention Jack in her final showdown with Dementus, when she screams about her mother and her stolen childhood. But from what’s shown to us, I think that the spot in the Citadel when she imprisons Dementus and grows the peach tree in the midst of his emaciated, maggot-ridden body…is the same place where Jack stitched up her wounded shoulder, where she showed him the peach seed, where she asked him to come with her to the Green Place and he accepted, where she showed him her love in the manner of her people, where they embraced. Where she avenged herself and Jack, upon the man who destroyed their lives.

Where Furiosa now plucks the first fruit of the tree to bring to the Five Wives, whom she will bring with her to the Green Place.   

[myrskytuuli]

hnhnhnhnhngghhg I just want Alastor to start being pulled into the Hotel's nonsense more. That stupid attention starved lonely asshole needs to be folded into the cringefail found family against his will.

Alastor being aroace + overpowered + creepy overlord has probably completely solidified in his mind the belief that the only way he can gain human interaction is by being annoying and forcing his presence on other people.

I NEED him to get snapped in half like a twig in some fight and Charlie going nephilim protective mode and bridal carry him back to the hotel like: Oh no our favourite creepy deer boy, we can't have our happy family without our favourite creepy deer! Get loved you idiot.

[sinningvin]

The best payoff about being autistic and having an f/o is that at a certain point you’ve got the characterization down after ages of studying your character under a microscope. Headcanons, Canons, Speaking, Humor, etc, all that came from months or years of constant love and fixation. And then you can imagine having conversations about ANYTHING with them. Your special interests, goals, dreams, hypotheticals, any jokes, vents, absolutely anything. And you can formulate their response in real time, and it’s like having a conversation, even though it’s just be an imagination exercise. If you’re up to the challenge, I recommend you try it.

Pro/comship scram

[the-softest-love-is-ours]

Reverse Selfship Imagines:

🌸 Your F/O painting their nails to match yours, maybe adding your reoccurring symbols in your source

🌸 Your F/O making moodboards of you

🌸 Your F/O daydreaming of joining you in your adventures, or simply just basking in each other’s presences

🌸 Your F/O filling a sketchbook with doodlws, drawings, and all kinds of pieces of you! Renditions of favorite moments, expressions that they adore, poses they wanna see you in

🌸 Your F/O writing all about you, constantly, they can’t get you out of their head! Silly posts, gushes, drabbles, extensive fics

🌸 Your F/O listening to songs, closing their eyes, thinking about all kinds of scenarios between you two

🌸 Your F/O imagining you singing love songs to them while they go through their spotify

🌸 Your F/O listening to ASMR of you, it keeps them calm.

🌸 Your F/O matching your style, putting together an outfit they think you’d love, and pretending they stole it from you

🌸 Your F/O making or ordering little keepsakes. Love letters, bracelets, playlists!

🌸 Your F/O buying and trying anything that reminds them of you! Snacks, perfumes, and just loads of merch

🌸 Your F/O having every line you say memorized from watching your source hundreds of times

🌸 Your F/O’s phone is filled to the brim with screenshots and fanarts of you! Maybe there’s even a hidden ‘special stash’~

@gothcade

Proships and Proship variants, please DNI

[knubblersbabe]

F/Os with longer hair is always so fun! Like yes I will brush your hair and play with it! Yes I’ll braid your hair then add ribbons and flowers to it! Yes I’ll help you wash your hair in the bathtub! I love you <333

[lovelystarship]

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⌗ thinking about the not-so-obvious displays of love between you and your f/o . them automatically chuckling at smth you found funny just because they heard your laughter . you being able to lean your knee on theirs to make yourself more comfortable in a sitting position and vice versa . their tension visibly melting away little by little , their shoulders relaxing the moment they spot you in the room . its just all so sweet yk

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[xulips]

clearly, they have the same opinion on being "casual"

[iken]

imagine you and your f/o being the duo that people would always see together… like two peas in a pod. if one of you isn’t present, the main topic in question would be “where’s your other half?” it’s cute that you and your f/o are automatically paired together in any circumstance.

[zombvibes]

abble…….

[v1-kisser]

Maybeeee Imagine your F/O walking into the bedroom while they know you're in bed, trying to be quiet in case you're asleep... n smiling when they see you cozy under the covers...

Maybe they're just arriving home and they can't wait to join you, trying to get ready for sleep as quietly as possible. You can hear drawers opening and closing, the sink running. See the light from the next room cascading on the floor. Maybe you sleepily stare at the shadow of your F/O brushing their teeth or pulling off their shirt. Safe and warm. Almost nostalgic. Knowing that they're near. Sitting in the pleasant fog of drowsiness while someone you love is preparing to come lay with you. And then the distant light flicks off. For a moment you almost miss it, the certainty of where they were... the intimacy without touch. But the second that their weight sinks into the bed, and their warmth graces your back, those feelings dissipate like smoke.

They mumble a "goodnight" in case you're awake.

Talk to you in the morning.

proship/comship dni