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She/her, XXVII
Miss Macinto.sh, from Ast.érix et Obé.lix: Au servic.e de Sa M.ajesté is my romantic f/o 🪻
DNI: doubles, pr.-shippers/variants, conservatives, ra.dfems, potte.rheads and secret blogs.
Mind your own business and be nice to each other ❨
What is your F/O's dream vacation?
Somewhere they've always wanted to go but never had the chance
A place where they could temporarily live a completely different life
Somewhere quiet and calming
Somewhere loud and charming
A place connected to something they're really passionate about
Where their family, friends or other loved ones are
A place tied to an important memory or with important history
Just somewhere far away
Somewhere that scares them a little
A place that feels like home, even if they've never been there before
Somewhere they wish they could revisit
Just anywhere interesting
Which is the main colour associated with your F/O?
❤️ Red
🧡 Orange
💛 Yellow
💚 Green
🩵 Cyan
💙 Blue
💜 Violet
🩷 Pink
🤎 Brown
🤍 White
🩶 Gray
🖤 Black
Waking up next to your sleeping f/o and seeing their face completely calm
Imagine gently playing with your F/O’s hair or massaging the back of their neck and watching their brain turn off as they become completely and totally relaxed beneath your touch, or vice versa! <3 bonus points if they fall asleep while you’re doing it, too!
It's imperative you imagine making your f/o laugh. Think about what they might sound like, how their eyes crinkle up with a smile, if they try to stifle it, or let out full bellied cackles. They might slap their knee, even. And, don't forget the gasping breaths when they finally stop, wiping a tear of joy from their eye if you got them particularly good .
Your f/o's would be so patient with you, no matter what. Whether you're a little slow, a bit absent minded, forgetful in any way, or accident prone. No matter what, your f/o's will be there waiting for you. They're always willing to give you grace, and will even swoop in to help you, if you'd like them to. You matter to them, and you are always worth it.
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Imagine feeding stray cats with your f/o.
Imagine your f/o finding you awake far too late
They get your attention from whatever you’re doing, and ask you what the heck you’re still doing up
They conclude whatever reason isn’t valid enough to be keeping yourself awake at this out, and decide they’re pulling you back to bed
Once they’ve convinced you to come to bed, they’ll do whatever they can to help you sleep
Whether that be cuddles or them talking to you or a nice cold glass of water, they’re doing it
You deserve rest, and they will be making sure you get it
imagine f/o trying on your glasses. or you trying on their glasses. think of how cute it’d look ugh i’m ill
Imagine your f/o taking their thumb, wiping a few tears away before pressing a sweet kiss to your nose. "I've got you, don't worry. I know it seems scary now, but... It's going to be okay." They reassure. "You'll always have me."
Your f/o touching you gently on the shoulder to get your attention
Imagine a quiet moment with her. Wrapped up in each other's arms, simply existing with each other. You can't help but to admire her face. The curve of her nose. The round of her cheeks. Your finger traces her lips, mesmerized. Soft as a butterfly, you caress her chin. All of this beauty, all for you. She smiles shyly, melting under your quiet adoration. You can't believe she's entirely yours. Body and soul. All for you to love and love wholly. You can't help but press a kiss to her forehead, lingering there for a moment as both your hearts flutter. Mine, you think. Yours, she replies.
Imagine you're chatting away about something you're passionate about, your special interest, career, life goal, something silly and you catch her just staring at you, a wide smile on her face, hearts in her eyes. She's stopped paying attention goodness knows how long ago, not because she doesn't care about what you care about, but because she can't help but to fall head over heels in love with you every time you talk so enthusiasticly about something. The way you gesticulate, emote, grin and laugh when talking, it makes her stomach quiver with butterflies and her heart beat fast. Seeing the one she loves so eager makes her knees wobble and her head go empty.
You giggle at her antics and poke her nose, returning her back to reality. She shakes her head to clear it of all those lovey dovey thoughts and blushes, having been caught. Now it's your turn to go mushy and kiss her on the lips.
You love her and she loves you so much.
She's had a hard day. You can tell by the sag of her shoulders and the way her eyes look heavy.
You sit besides her and open your arms for her. Without hesitation, she crashes into them, her once stiff body relaxing under your touch. She presses her face into your chest and lets the day melt off her frame, fully allowing herself to be eneveloped by your embrace.
You nuzzle the top of her head before kissing it, arms secured around her, a silent promise to keep her safe. To make yourself her personal sanctuary.
"I love you so much," you breathe out, fingers gripping onto her, letting her know you'll never let go.
I just want to worship her. Take care of her. Love her. Make her know in every way possible that she's appreciated, cared for, enjoyed and loved. I never want there to be a doubt in her mind that she's important, that she's special. I love her so much. I just hope she can see it.
I know I'm not the first person she ever loved, but I want to be the last one. The last and only person who gets to hold her. The last and only person who gets to kiss her. The last and only to make her heart stutter.