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൭˙ ˖🤎- Vague Imagine #8 -🤎˖˙൭
Imagine your F/O offering to warm you up on a cold day.
Taking ahold of your hands, they’ll gasp at just how frigid they are. Bringing your hands close to their lips, they’ll blow hot air onto them and rub them to warm them up.
They’ll bring you close underneath a soft, warm blanket and snuggle into your neck, a warm arm thrown over your shoulders.
You’ll even get some hot chocolate/hot tea/ hot coffee/ a hot beverage as well!
Do you have a F/O who’s trans?
(Whether canonically, or headcanon-wise.) Well, imagine them coming out to you! Whether this is pre-transition or not, they were still worried about revealing that part of themselves to you. They knew you loved them, but it wasn’t always easy to tell who would support them or not.
But you accepting them after they told you definitely made that weight on their chest lighter.
If this is pre-transition (Or they chose not to physically transition.), imagine helping them with their wardrobe. If they’re MTF, imagine helping them with makeup and other things. Even if you aren’t super good at it, they still appreciate your help! If they’re FTM, imagine reminding them to take breaks when wearing a binder. After all, you wouldn’t want them hurting themself!
If they’re transitioning to your gender, imagine lending them your clothes every so often! If they’re transitioning to the opposite of yours, imagine them giving you all their old clothes after you bought them new ones! Imagine simply telling them that they’re whatever gender they say they are, and that no matter what, you’ll always support them.
If they came out/you met post-transition, imagine simply telling them that what they were assigned at birth doesn’t matter to you. They’ll always be the wonderful person you first met in your eyes, no matter what anyone else has to say.
Do they tear up? Maybe. Either way, they’re happy to know that their beloved accepts them for who they are.
imagine catching your f/o how they've made themselves cozy in your bed while you were away
imagine them in the comfiest pajamas (maybe they even stole a pair of yours, if applicable) and messy hair..maybe they'd even be cuddling your plushies :3c
imagine them noticing your presence and signalising you to come into bed and cuddle with them if you want, barely keeping themselves half awake
your f/o's know they're fictional, separated from you through your screen and aware of you, watching and talking to you through the screen. You are able to chat, call, cam, send each other links, images and videos/clips you find. It's like a long distance relationship, but with a line between reality and fiction keeping apart.
and whenever they see you struggle with depression, loneliness, dark thoughts, anxiety, panic attacks etc. they wish they could break through the line that separates you two, to hold you, hug you, kiss you and comfort you more than just be a voice on a screen. They're banging against the walls and try to push throw it to no avail. All the hope is that they words and things they send you are enough to bring you through it and know that they love you so dear.
@moonaed asked : ∗ o5 from callan ﹕ sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare .
“ this is silly , ” she sniffles , salty cheeks pressed to his shoulder , hazy eyes downcast with mourning dew and somber thoughts . she feels so impossibly heavy then : a pouch of rocks nestled safely within the comfort of his back-pocket as the tide rises . she doesn’t want him to drown ---- but she doesn’t want to be left to be remember and forgotten , and remember and forgotten , alone in this depthless blue . “ i’m okay , i’m okay ... i promise , ” a hand / ghostly fingers crawl along uncharted skin , to paint itself with closeness against the unkind edges of his jaw . “ i just ... i’m really glad you’re here. ”
You’re Safe With Me | Joe Mazzello x Reader
Pairing: Joe Mazzello x F!Reader
Word Count: 309
Warnings: Mention of a nightmare and crying ig?
Y/N jolted awake, screaming and crying as she sat up, hot tears streaming down her face. The nightmare she had was unspeakable, and she reached over to the bedside table to turn on the lamp, pondering how her brain could even imagine such a horrifying image.
Her boyfriend Joe was sat up in bed when she turned her head to see if she had woken him up, making her jump in surprise. Joe didn’t say much, but wrapped his arms softly around her, kissing her cheek as he embraced her. “Are you okay, Y/N?” Joe asked, stroking her hair softly. She nodded and buried her face in his shoulder. “I woke up while you were tossing and turning.”
Y/N started crying into Joe’s shoulder, gripping onto him as though her life depended on it. “It’s going to be okay, Y/N/N,” Joe whispered, “It was just a nightmare… You’re here with me now… You’re safe..” Joe rested his head atop of hers, continuing to gently caress her hair to comfort her. Tears continued to stream down her cheeks, soaking the shoulder of Joe’s pajama shirt.
“I was so scared, Joey..” Y/N sobbed into his shoulder, but it was muffled a bit since her face was buried in his shoulder. “I know, I know, angel.. I’m here for you now, okay..? Don’t worry..” The two sat in silence for a few more moments, enjoying each other’s embrace. Y/N nuzzled into him and Joe kissed the crown of her head.
“Do you want to go back to sleep now, sweetheart?” Joe asked softly, still holding her in his arms. Y/N nodded silently and pulled away from the hug, turning off the bedside lamp. Joe laid back in bed, and Y/N rested her head on his chest, his heartbeat lulling her back to sleep.
I loved this so much and I hope its okay if I add to the concept!!! (YES, FLAT FEM!GENOS! T H A N K YO U)
Ahem, anyways. Saitama doesn't say how MUCH she has to cover up so-?
whenever people draw fem Genos they always give her a big chest, but I don’t think she would have one at all. She’d prob say ‘It would get in the way of her battle’ or something lololol