Your F/O(s) loves your vocal stims. All the time, everywhere, no matter what.
Repeating what they said? They love it. It lets them know that you were really listening to them.
Making animal sounds? Random noises? Random words? They love it! When they hear it, they're reminded of you, how much you love them, and it lets them know you're nearby.
Singing? They love your singing voice, if they could hear you sing for hours, they would.
They love every single stim, every sound, all of it, all the time. If anyone tries to make you feel bad about your vocal stimming, they'll throw hands. They love you, including your stims, even if you think they're annoying or frustrating. Your F/O(s) don't see it that way at all.
Your F/O(s) adores you. Not in spite of your stims, but because of them - because they're part of you. Your F/O(s) wouldn't change them, or you, for the world.
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You ever just-... end up having to pause the source your F/O is in because you just get so overwhelmed with 'Oh my god, they're so pretty!' thoughts, or similar ones?
In order to truly love someone, whether romantically, familially, or platonically, you need to respect them. Without respect, you don't actually love someone. Loving someone means you respect their boundaries and wouldn't hurt them intentionally.
Because of that, when you hear that your F/O(s) love(s) you (which is true, by the way, they adore you), never forget that also means your F/O(s) would never cross your boundaries. They'd never do something they know would harm you; physically, mentally, or emotionally.
They love you. REALLY love you. They want you to be happy, and they want to be your haven, your sanctuary. They would never ever cross a boundary line you set, or do anything else they know would hurt you. Remember that.
It doesn't matter what other people say about them, your F/O(s) love(s) you. They really love you. Because of that, they would never harm you.
You have a masc F/O? Cool, forget all the other imagines and just imagine this:
Your F/O sitting in your room, reading. You walk in and they smile as they see you. They're wearing a pair of reading glasses, and due to the heat of summer, they have their hair put up in a small ponytail, and are wearing a simple button down that's partially unbuttoned, showing their collarbone and the upper part of their chest. "Hello, my darling."
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AU: Bloki Mermaid!AU
Ship(s): Blake Blackmore x Loki Odinson - Bloki
Genre: Fluff, (Hurt/Comfort?)
Word count: 514 Words
Trigger Warnings:
-Very brief mention of some dude being butthurt by gay people
-A paragraph mentioning a bite wound - no detail given
A little too late for mermay, but hey, I had no motivation for it until now. Love mermaid AUs, tbh. One of my favorite types of AUs to play with. I have my own little bits of lore for how my Mermaid!AU worlds work and everything.
The aquarium employees watched as the pair of mermaids snuggled, both sprawled on the fake rocks in their enclosure. The rocks weren't too large, just tall enough that they peeked out of the water for sunbathing.
"So, what do we do, sir?" Coulson asked, as he glanced between the mermaids and Nick Fury.
Nick sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We can't just go in there and pull it out."
"Why don't we just take him to the medical center?"
Nick frowned and shot Coulson a look. "Were you even paying attention when the experts on mermaids came in here?"
Coulson shrugged. "I was⦠busy at the time."
"You were getting autographs from Cap, weren't you?" Coulson looked away, and Nick Fury sighed before he gestured vaguely to the pair of mermaids who nuzzled together as they sunbathed. "These two are pair-bonded, and mermaids mate for life. If we pull one of them out of this enclosure without the other, it'll cause extreme stress and anxiety, or make one of them aggressive!" Nick pointed specifically at one of them - the leopard seal merman, Loki, who had already caused thousands of dollars in damages in the first few days. "I don't think we can afford any more divers, tools, or hospital visits."
Coulson glanced over at Loki and cringed, tensed up as he remembered the predator's serrated teeth chomp his side. The doctors who stitched his wound even considered Coulson lucky that Loki hadn't ripped him open. "Yeah, maybe for the best we avoid that."
Nick nodded, then turned his gaze back to the pair. It was funny, in hindsight; they expected that if Loki met Blake, they'd rip him apart, but Loki was humming his leopard seal song as the two cuddled on the rocks.
"β¦Those two are staring at us again." Blake mumbled, and Loki glanced toward the land-dwellers at the railing. They talked, but as always, the mermaids couldn't understand a word of their land-language. "What do you think they're talking about?"
"If I had to guess, I'd say they're discussing the hook stuck in your gills, darling." Loki replied with a slight smirk. Blake's fingers idly found the thing as Loki mentioned it; some old fishing lure thrown into their enclosure by a land-dweller who was, apparently, opposed to a pair of 'males' being pair-bonded. "Now, now, you remember what the others said." Loki whispered as their hand gently pulled Blake's away from the lure.
Blake sighed as his tail gave a little swish behind him. "It's hard not to touch it; it's really uncomfortable."
"Well, let this be a lesson; don't eat shiny objects you find if you don't know what it is."
"Ooh, look at you, so smart." Blake stuck his tongue out at them, and Loki only chuckled in response, then wrapped their arm around him and pulled their mate closer. Blake melted almost immediately, nuzzled Loki's neck, and placed a kiss on one of their gills. "Love you."
"I love you too, my darling." Loki whispered in reply, then placed a kiss on Blake's forehead.
Copycat, under his breath: "Oh, sure, pick on the autistic guy, we're easy targets-"
Nick Fury: "What did you say?"
Copycat: "I said you're a tit-grabber and a monster shit."
You wake up in the morning, and your F/O(s) greet you normally with a little good morning. But from there, things quickly go from 0 to 100.
Oh, how lovely it is; pumpkin pie for breakfast and a hot chocolate your F/O(s) made special for you. Maybe there's whipped cream, maybe it's also pumpkin flavored somehow, maybe the marshmallows are shaped like pumpkins? Or bats?
Halloween is a special time, after all! All Hallows Eve, the big 'H'!
If you wanna watch horror movies, no problem! Even if they're a bit of a scaredy-cat, they'll try to tough it out for you!
You wanna go to a haunted house? They'll hold your hand the whole time!
You wanna go to a Halloween party? They'll be on board!
Corn maze? You bet! They won't even mind if you get lost!
Carving pumpkins? They're already getting out the supplies!
They wanna make Halloween with you something special. They adore you, and they know you love Halloween.
There is nobody they'd rather be spending the spooky season with!
