imagine holding your f/os hand, in public or somewhere private. all that matters is that you're both enjoying the physical contact and being close to one another. if one of you aren't comfortable with it - causally having your hands brush against each other or touching in some way.

imagine your f/o helping you take care of your sunburn

imagine celebrating your f/os birthday with them, maybe you go out for the day or stay at home to celebrate. what's important is having fun and getting to hear their laugh and see them smiling

imagine putting stickers on your f/os face (≡^∇^≡)

👾 PROSHIP DNI 👾

imagine you and your f/o trying that cursed ranch flavored ice cream together

another cringy post that i want to write to make myself feel better after being treated like shit by the person i have to, unfortunately, live with until i can afford to move out

Jeanne had heard my sigh and a mumbled curse that sounded more sad than angry; she knew something had happened but didn't want to force me to tell her. she knew by the way i had put my face in my hands and the few sniffles that she heard as soon as i sat down that i was fighting back tears. instead of coming over to where i sat she let me be for a few minutes - she knows i need a few minutes to process my emotions and to understand them fully before talking to someone about them.

never wanting to overwhelm me in moments like these, she sets down the papers she was grading and sits down next to me waiting for me to let her in. she knows that once i uncover my face and look for anything that i can use to distract myself from my thoughts i'm open to talking about whatever happened. this time is no different than the others - her asking me if i would like her to hold me and me saying yes to her.

"did she say something hurtful to you or did she try to manipulate you this time?" i held her a little tighter and buried my face even deeper into her shoulder before telling her what had happened this time. even if my words were muffled she could still hear what i said and the hurt in my voice. she holds me tighter and kisses me when i finish talking about what happened.

"she doesn't deserve you, especially after all she's done to you. don't listen to her or take her words to heart darling; whatever names she calls you or whatever she says you are is far from the truth. you're stronger than you think and aren't the monster she tries to make you think you are." she didn't think her words would be the thing to make me finally cry but she holds me even tighter and tells me I'm safe in her arms.

Jeanne asks me if i'd like to talk about anything in particular (trying to get me to talk about a special interest or current hyperfixation since doing so usually gets me in a better mood) or if i wanted her to talk about something to help take my mind off what happened. i tell her i want to listen to her talk about whatever she wants just so i can hear her voice. "and here i thought i'd get you talking about that game you love so much but instead you want to hear about ancient history." i laugh and tell her i enjoy learning about the Umbra and the rich history of witches before the hunts happened. she asks me if there happens to be a subject i want to learn more about than others today and i mention wanting to understand just how the beast within techniques work and how you obtain them.

after we talk for an hour or two Jeanne suggests that we go out on a date, not taking no for an answer as she knows that doing so would be a good distraction while also giving her the chance to help me feel even better. after the main date she takes me to a secluded area where nobody is around - i crack the 'this is the perfect place to take someone if you wanted to kill them' joke and get an eye-roll from her. "i'm sure this would be a better place for angels to gather and not for a human to be murdered dear" was her reply as she laughed.

i asked her why she had brought me all the way out here where the city lights were in the distance and the sounds of the night were all you could hear. "remember what we were talking about earlier? i thought you'd be interested in seeing just how they work." the next few hours were spent watching her show me the ins and outs of the different forms and me being amazed at what she could do while in them.

imagine hugging your f/o and feeling their warmth; them hugging back brings comfort and a sense of safety. maybe their perfume/cologne is all you can smell as you hold them as close as possible

Imagine holding your f/o to your chest, their arms firm around you as you gently trace shapes against their back, or softly pet their head. Together you lay in sweet contentment as you whisper praise and compliments to them, fond smile on your face as you hum adoringly. With certain words and petnames you feel them clutch you tighter, or bury their face further into you, flustered at your affections but never wanting your words to stop .

Pr.oship / co.mship DNI

Imagine your f/o presenting you with flowers! They carefully picked the most beautiful ones they could find, arranging them the best they could, proud of their work. They light up at your smile when you see them, pulling them into a quick kiss and a hug, careful not to smush the bouquet. “Picked your favorites . . .” They speak softly, still smiling, happy you love them .

Pr.oship / co.mship DNI

imagine waking up next to your f/o in the morning; sharing soft kisses and even softer declarations of love as you both start to wake up. maybe you two stay in bed longer than you should just to bask in one another's warmth and comfort instead of getting out of bed.

imagine you and your f/o having silly nicknames for one another

i accidentally resurfaced trauma i didn't think was actually there and it triggered something in my brain to make me feel all around awful and i couldn't stop my multiple reactions; all because of a villain becoming a religious fanatic. at least it peaked near the end of the movie so i didn't have to turn it off right away (i just won't watch it again probably)

i figured i would write about Alice helping me through it to help me calm down some more.

Alice didn't know what was wrong after i had finished watching the last movie she was in - all she saw was my face contorted in fear and heard me hyperventilating when i walked into my bedroom. she grabbed my hands and pulled me in closer to her so she could try and grab my attention and force whatever was making me act like this out of my mind. when she asked me what was wrong and if i was alright all i could do was tell her i didn't know what was wrong and that i had to stop whatever was wrong with me.

she tried getting me to sit down and have something to drink to see if that would help in calming me down but it caused the opposite to happen. tears started to flow and my hyperventilating got worse as i sat down trying to focus on anything but what was happening. Alice grabbed the ring i had recently bought and handed it to me hoping that it could help in reducing my anxiety, she's seen me twisting it on my finger or taking it off and messing with it

in a soft voice, she said "could you put this on for me sweetheart? I've seen you mess with it throughout the day and figured it helps you then so why not see if it helps now." just as she thought it would, the ring was being twisted as soon as i put it on. she put an arm around me as i was trying to calm myself down and started some small talk to help distract me. she reached out and wiped the tears that fell and would tell me that i was safe and she'd protect me from whatever it was that caused this, kissing my cheek and hoping that helped too.

eventually it stopped and Alice asked me to lie down so we could talk about what happened. she propped herself up on an elbow and was holding my hand to help me relax more. we talked for some time before she said it would be a good idea for us both to get some sleep instead of me thinking about what had just happened.

imagine relaxing with your f/o, maybe it's at home in bed with them or in a park sitting on a bench. both of you enjoying the happiness being so close to one another brings.

imagine watching/playing the series your f/o comes from with them

☽ imagine your f/o sending you this ☾

imagine you and your f/o telling one another 'i love you' - maybe it's a soft declaration of love right before going to sleep or one said in a crowded room loud enough for anyone to hear