#imagine your favorite character
“i want you,” you tell your F/O. they lay your hand over their heart so you can feel it beating and respond with a soft yet meaningful, “you have me.”
In case sleep is a problem for you, just imagine your F/O sinking into the bed that you are sharing right now, under the warmth of the covers, after your delicate tugging on their arm. They got the message. Must be another difficult night…
Imagine how your legs get tangled as you pull yourself closer to their chest, seeking comfort and security. Your F/O’s chin gently rests on the top of your head, their presence reassuring you that they’re here for you.
Close your eyes, love, for I’ll be here when you open them. I can’t possibly miss the moment when I get to see those eyes that sparkle.
No one ever talks about this but like, do any of y'all have f/os that don’t have canon voices so you either have to either make one up yourself or find a headcanon voice?
I’ve found some voice actors that I’ve really liked the voice they do for him but for a long time I kinda imagined he sound like a more gravelly, slightly deeper version of Dean Winchester
Imagine your F/O keeping a picture of you in their wallet and/or pocket. It’s small and maybe not your favorite of yourself, but to them it’s the most precious thing they own wherever they’d go.
Imagine them taking it out whenever they miss you terribly, their fingerstips delicately brushing over your photo, a small smile painted on their face.
For those with more stoic, less likely to speak their affections, f/os;
Just think about the little things they do to show you that they love you.
• Maybe they make your favorite food (or at least attempt to) when you’ve had a long day.
• Or they let you use them as a pillow when it’s obvious you need a nap.
• They’ve definitely given you small treats and gifts before. Nothing major but you know they bought them with you in mind.
• Sometimes, it could be just laying in bed and they randomly pull you closer so they can hold you just a little tighter.
They may not say those 3 little words a lot, but they’re in everything they do for you.
milfos-archived-deactivated2022:
imagine ur grumpy ass f/o just sighing as they sulk their way over to you before putting their head on top of yours and sighing once again. you smile at them before turning around and hugging them then saying ‘is it one of those days?’ with them replying with a simple nod.
Imagine you’re asleep, and your F/O whose been having trouble sleeping tonight looks over to your peaceful expression.
“S/I…” they mutter deep in thought as they look at your vulnerable state at the moment, they feel themselves fall under a spell.
They brush your hair from your face and look at you in awe. “Day in and day out you do so many amazing things, i wish you saw yourself the way i saw you.” Your F/O says.
But for now they decide it’s enough for them to wrap their arms around you, protecting you from the cruelty of the world.
In their heart they decided to protect and care for you forever.
Imagine cupping your F/O’s face and them immediately melting in your touch, their shoulders visibly hunching over. A low grunt or sigh with contentment escapes, even if they are the stoic type and find it impossible to admit how delighted and elated they feel in your presence. Your bright smile and loving eyes are your F/O’s forever.
BACK to encourage you to imagine your F/O attentively listening to you, their dizzy gaze willingly sinking into your beautiful eyes. Whether you are ranting, venting, gushing about something you really like or simply talking about your day, they slightly nod at every point you try to prove, letting you know that they understand and hear you.
Imagine their fingers slowly catching a rebel strand of hair and gently putting it behind your ear, their palm cupping your cheek in the process. They might blush furiously or maybe they shot you a flirty grin: whatever it is, your F/O cannot stop showing you through the simplest ways how much they love you!
Imagine reading together with your F/O, their fingers gently making their way to your upper arms, fingertips crawling under your sleeve, almost tickling your skin.
Imagine their voice and tone, and how immersed you become in the story they’re bringing to life for you only, as you silently listen to them, the speech slowly falling into a natural, harmonious, honeyed rhythm.
a scenario:
your f/o taking care of you with love and patience.
you got hurt, and they quickly volunteer to treat your wounds, with a care and love you haven’t received in ages that almost break your heart. when have you been so loved before?
“is there something else i can do for you?”
“yeah…maybe. but it might sound silly and childish. ” you ponder in a low tone, but not low enough for them to hear.
“what’s it?”
“just an…hug.”
your f/o blinks a few times before their gaze soften, and of course, they engulf you in the warmest hug. a nostalgic feeling, you think.
“but this is not a silly or childish question.”
“i thought it’d have sounded like that.”
“you haven’t received any form of affection in a while now, that’s why you wanted an hug. it’s not anything stupid.”
you’re lucky they’re so smart. a person who’s able to read you like this it’s indeed a gift from heaven.
still, you feel a weird sensation you can’t actually explain aching in your chest, but the grip around their torso tighten without your direct noticing.
“actually” you silently tell to yourself in the calm of your head “all I wanted was yourhug.”
Imagine going on a walk in the rain with your f/o. You’re holding the umbrella and they walk close to you. You briefly turn your head to kiss their cheek/forehead/shoulder (depends on height) and they look at you fondly.
“You’re so swee- Hey!”
Their moment of appreciation is quickly interrupted when you move the umbrella and all of the water gets on their head. They glare at you, but you just laugh. You put the umbrella back over their head and apologize. Do they get you back by taking the umbrella from you, or are they too polite to do that?
Once you get home, you help them dry off and then warm up together with cuddles and hot chocolate/tea.
imagine laying outside and stargazing with your f/o. the grass is damp, so the two of you lay on top of a blanket. you talk for a while about constellations, how pretty it is, and other things that you enjoy talking about. you both make silly jokes and laugh together while admiring how beautiful the nighttime is.
eventually, you quiet down and stop talking. maybe you’re tired or maybe you just need some silence to take everything in. its quiet enough for you to notice every sound. you can hear the faint chirp of crickets and the occasional rustling of grass from the wind. you can hear your f/o’s soft breathing when they go quiet. even if both of you are completely silent, you still feel so comfortable around each other.
its getting late and you’re tired. you get in a more comfortable position close to your f/o and close your eyes. they wrap an arm around you and pull you closer. if you fall asleep or get too cold and want to go back inside, it’s okay. your f/o will carry you somewhere safe and warm and stay with you. theyre happy to spend time with you anywhere at any time!
Person A: *rolling their eyes* Bite me
Person B: *smirking* Gladly
Person A: *face going bright red* THAT’S NOT WHAT I….
Person B:Mhm?
Person A: Well, I mean… *looking anywhere but at Person B* I wouldn’t complain…
Person B: You don’t have to tell me twice
Imagine cupping your F/O’s face and them immediately melting in your touch, their shoulders visibly hunching over. A low grunt or sigh with contentment escapes, even if they are the stoic type and find it impossible to admit how delighted and elated they feel in your presence. Your bright smile and loving eyes are your F/O’s forever.
