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if you’re having a bad day, picture your favorite comfort character wrapping you up in a soft blanket and kissing your forehead, and as their lips are resting on your temple, they reassure you that “everything is going to be okay.” they leave another kiss on the top of your head, then wrap themselves around you, holding you until you feel better
#take care of yourself#drink some water#get some rest#the night has come but the sun will break tomorrow#tag your comfort character if you reblog <3#comfort character#comfort character imagine#Simon ghost Riley#master chief#zuko#anakin skywalker
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Do you have hair problems? Perhaps you suffer from balding, or bald spots? Maybe you're already bald and/or wear a wig for one reason or another? It doesn't matter. Your F/Os love you either way.
Maybe you're masc and you have problems growing facial hair or chest hair? They don't care about that either. Maybe your fem and you have facial hair or body hair and makes you self-conscious about having to shave? (And whether or not you decide to shave either way.) They don't care about that, silly!
They don't care about things like that, they love you with or without hair. No matter the reason for why you may or may not have it.
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Various variants
#dp & w gave the much needed hope and comfort#the worst wolverine to becoming the best#the character development was on point#wade and logan both deserve the happiness they finally got#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine#deadclaws#loganpool#wade wilson#logan james howlett#laura kinney#imagine your otp#otp prompts#writing promt#marvel memes#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#dogpool mary puppins#old man yaoi#mischievous thunder
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Shoutout to selfshippers who feel insecure, who have personalities or hobbies they feel embarrassed about, who are afraid to express who they are for some reason or another. Your f/o would love you for who you are, you wouldn't need to change anything for them. They'd support you through those tougher times and celebrate with you through the progress you make. You are enough and they'd encourage you to be yourself, without a doubt.
#self ship#f/o positivity#f/o prompts#f/o community#imagine your fictional other#f/o imagines#comfort character#f/o x s/i#comfort character imagines#fictional other
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I will explode u
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Hiiiii can you do a jealous Alastor but not of anyone but his own shadows bc his wifey takes a liking on one of his shadows.
Oooh! I like this quite a lot! It’s very interesting and unique! Once again, beloved hubby Alastor! Another one I want to explore hubby of is Blitz. I think Blitz would make a good hubby
Alastor- Picking Favourites
Alastor’s furious, steaming from his deer-like ears so hot that it’s basically boiling him… did somebody hurt his ego? No. Did Angel Dust sexually advance on him again? No. Did his breakfast get interrupted by the Hotel Manager? NO. Nothing has inconvenienced him but something awful has been happening, day by day, that he can barely keep his composure
Hearing your laughter directed at something else felt like a puncture stab wound to his throat, but knowing your laughter is directed at his mere sentient shadow basically gutted him in the stomach with a sharp butcher knife right after. You’re his wife, his missus, his realm, the woman he has been fawning over for so long and you’re hitting it up with his sentient silent shadow?!
Of course, Alastor’s fascinating lively shadow is just being nice to it’s master’s recently wedded spouse, and is trying to get you accustom to being around so much Voodoo magic and the weirdness that is Alastor himself so it’s being all caring and leading you about, showing you items and teaching you Alastor’s favourite foods
But that doesn’t mean Alastor isn’t jealous… because he is, he’s really jealous
Whilst he reads through a interesting crime fiction novel, Alastor’s tall fluffy deer-like ears flick up at the sound of your voice. He can’t sense his voodoo-magic induced shadow, meaning that it’s wondered off to you and as he suspected, you enter your husband’s soothingly silent fireplace-warmed accompanied by Alastor’s sentient shadow. It cant really talk but it makes all kinds of humming and echoey noises. It almost seems like you understand it…
Alastor’s patience, throughout every time he hears this, has finally shattered to pieces as his claws dig into the book in his hand, snapping his fingers. The shadow directly mirroring your husband’s look, fades away into thin air as if it was a big fire and a bucket of water was dumped on the top of it, rising up into streams of smoke. It’s gone and you’re confused on why it disappeared
“Darling. Why are you getting so handsy with my friend?”
Alastor almost growls out with his deep scowl… this is possibly the first ever time you and Hell will ever see Alastor frown and frown so deeply he is… it’s kinda unnatural to look at but when Alastor willingly frowns and can’t pull himself to smile, it means he is more than pissed off… you didn’t think just being polite and going along with your husband’s voodoo magic shadow being would ever cause a problem
It’s just that Alastor’s love for you is so strong that it causes jealousy to concur and even jealousy over just some magic creating a shadowy being. Something that is sentient but mainly tied to it’s owner, to Alastor and he is jealous of his own creation
Approaching your beloved husband, the Radio Demon, you lean over, pushing back his somewhat messy crimson red bangs and kisses directly over the pale red almost bullet-sized ‘x’ on the flesh of his forehead. That ‘x’ is the biggest weak spot on Alastor, a symbol of his shame and where his pride can be hurt the most but he doesn’t mind showing off all his weaknesses and vulnerabilities to you… he had already told you about his human life
What’s one little kiss on that ‘x’ going to do?
Pulling back. It’s almost like the single kiss had melted away all his anger and Alastor is now just a soft innocent fluffy little fawn with his crimson red eyes almost sparkling at the affection. He didn’t suspect that, he suspected this’d turn into some big fight but you’re not going to argue, you’re going to explain yourself
“Alastor… Al, my love. I wasn’t replacing you with your shadow buddy. He was just trying to help me get accustom to being your wife. I’ve never been married before and being married to the Radio Demon… it’s. It requires a lot of adjusting so he was just trying to help”
Alastor couldn’t help but feel a bit bad about his half temper tantrum. Of course, why would his shadow even care about having a spouse of its own? It doesn’t, it cares about you being the best wife for its master so it’s trying to help and get you more comfortable. Yes, he is still jealous that you didn’t come to him and go to a shadow… but he does really appreciate all the effort and the wish to not rely on him in order to impress him
After taking a deep breath whilst placing his bigger clawed hand on the smaller clawed hand of yours over his cheek, gently fondling the soft skin over his face. Alastor rhythmically brushes his own fingers over the smooth skin of your hand briefly. Controlling himself, controlling his emotions and then finally saying whilst opening his eyes again to meet yours
Just… such beautiful eyes
“My dear… I appreciate the efforts but please, don’t think you can’t come to me to learn. We’re husband and wife, we work together. You don’t need to go to my friends for that advice”
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Small Rin fanart bc he's literally my comfort character and i love him sm
#blue exorcist#ao no exorcist#fanart#art#krita#rin okumura#blue exorcist fanart#my child <3#i love this mf so much you cant imagine#rewatching reminded me of how much of a comfort character he is for me#almost my first anime i had ever watched omfg#this is making me emotional#teach me how to post consistently <3
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Draw your characters like this
#ot3#draw your ot3#draw your ocs#imagine your ocs#imagine your ot3#redraw#drawing prompt#art prompt#art challenge#fan artists#pose reference#art reference#drawing reference#fanart#artists on tumblr#ship art#ship dynamic#polyamory#polycule#3 people#character ref#draw your characters like this#drawing challenge#draw your comfort characters#draw your oc challenge#draw your oc like this
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࣪ ִֶָ☾. Imagine your f/o(s) falling asleep in your arms after a long day. They've been busy and have tried to keep up the facade they only drop around you.
࣪ ִֶָ☾. Imagine them relaxing as your wrap your arms around them, and they return that embrace in a loving way like no one else. They nuzzle into you, smile, and whisper ever so softly, "Thank you for loving me. I feel like I'm home with you."
࣪ ִֶָ☾. And you both fall into a loving slumber, with your f/o(s) knowing they're safe in your arms.
#f/o#fictional other#self ship#self ship community#self shipper#self shipping#f/o imagines#imagine your f/o#imagine your fictional other#fictional other imagines#🖊️ celios' writing#text#💌 love letters of celios#lovelettersofcelios#comfort character
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sometimes I think abt how the months coming up to and the prom night in freshman year must feel to class swap sklonda. your perfect kid who has literally never gotten a single reprimand for anything does what can only be described as a quad crit crime combo and becomes a nerd punisher by the end of the night
#dimension 20#fantasy high#fhfy#fhjy#riz gukgak#ft. sklonda fig and jawbones#fh class quangle#class swap! bard!riz u know the drill!#the peace treaty thing is about kalina being employed by the fallinel government. I imagine riz can tease out Too Much from that#this is my favourite thing. when a character becomes annoying to show that they feel comfortable around certain people#one thing I will never change about riz is that he goes whole hog all the time forever. kid does Not know moderation he is 100% at all time#the switch up in freshman year turns out slow bc he and his friends get thrown in jail for two months but the moment he#gets the memo that he just doesn't get to bow out of the fight like other people bc of who he is he immediately goes okay <3 violence it is#I feel like I've been kinda glossing over how Intense the little guy is in the class swap bc it's a more lowkey kind of intense usually#but like he is lol. he's intense and he's Mean too. that's his magic <3
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hey selfshippers, its okay to feel insecure sometimes. there are days when we feel like we dont deserve our f/os love, and thats okay. but please dont let it bring you down.
you looked up at them, eyes glistening with tears. "Do you ever wonder if... I mean, if you're truly happy with me? If I'm really the one you want to be with?"
they pulled you into their arms, their thumb gently brushing away a tear you hadn't realized had fallen. "Hey, listen to me," they began, their voice earnest and steady.
"You are my one and only. The day I met you, my life changed forever. You bring me joy, laughter, and love every single day. I can't imagine my life without you, and I don't want to."
their lips met your forehead and lingered there, "I love you," they whispered, "whether you believe it or not, I love you."
#🌤️imayogines#selfship#self ship#self insert#oc x canon#selfship imagines#self insert imagines#fictional other#fictional other community#fictoromantic#romantic fictional other#imagine your fictional other#self insert x fictional other#self insert blog#canon x self insert#f/o community#f/o imagines#romantic f/o#f/o#selfshipper#self ship blog#self ship community#self insert imagine#comfort character imagines#yume community#yumeship#comfort character#self insert community#self insert x canon
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do you ever so vividly imagine your fノo, it’s almost as if they were really there . . ?
you envision the curve of their spine, the slope of their shoulders, the contours of their face.
the memory of their features is seared into the backs of your eyelids, burned into your mind. every detail is ingrained into your memory, from the exact shade of their hair to the precise angle of their nose.
you can recite the length and breadth of their form, the height of their stature, the weight of their limbs. you know the number of freckles on their skin, the width of their eyes, the length of their lashes.
as you continue to slip deeper into your fantasy, you can hear their voice— you can, yes. the tone and timbre of their speech, the inflections in their words. you can recall their laughter, the sound ringing in your ears, the cadence reverberating in your chest.
you can even smell the faint traces of their perfume, the lingering scent of their shampoo, the heady aroma of their soap.
you can taste the kisses you conjure up in your mind, the sweetness of their lips . . or perhaps their saltiness.
they're there, they are real. you can sense them, you can feel them, you can reach out and touch them. and yet, they aren't, and you can't.
does anyone else feel this way, too . . ? does anyone else know what it's like, to have an imaginary companion, an ethereal lover, a spectral mate . . ?
#i feel yūta . . 🥺 i rllie do feel him ! !#selfship imagines#selfshipping imagines#f/o imagines#imagine your f/o#imagine your fictional other#selfshipping#selfship community#selfshipping community#self ship positivity#f/o community#fictional other#selfship#self ship#self insert#oc x canon#self insert imagines#fictional other community#fictoromantic#romantic fictional other#self insert x fictional other#self insert blog#canon x self insert#romantic f/o#f/o#selfshipper#self ship blog#self ship community#self insert imagine#comfort character imagines
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☆ — 'someone finally cares about you' prompts. by @ricesinspo, credits appreciated!
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[★] they wrapped their arms around you - you can't remember the last time someone hugged you like this.
[★] getting pulled aside while everyone else is yelling at you. they get you like none of the others do; they know not to yell.
[★] patiently listening to all of your problems. like actually listening.
[★] ^ with no judgement.
[★] they notice whenever something's wrong.
[★] letting you cry into their arms. telling you it's okay, everything is okay - and you know it's true because they're with you.
[★] letting you cry at all; realizing you don't have to hide your tears in front of them.
[★] "in a world where people don't care about me, i'm lucky to have you."
[★] ^ and then they're like "who hurt you" / "where are your __ i just want to talk" lmao
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#ricesinspo#writing inspiration#writing prompts#hurt/comfort prompts#relationship prompts#otp prompts#imagine your otp#these prompts arent exclusively romantic btw!! just tagging these because yeah#care about you prompts#last year i read a fic that had the 2nd scenario and honestly#to this day i still dont know how to feel about my favorite character living out my fantasy#situation prompts
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Imagine your f/o wrapping their arms around you, placing a few stray kisses along your face and head before burying their head in the crook of your neck (or shoulder). "Really needed this," They murmur affectionately. "Missed you a lot, you know..."
#self ship#f/o community#f/o prompts#f/o positivity#f/o imagines#imagine your fictional other#comfort character imagines#f/o x s/i#comfort character#fictional other#feeling so so soft today everypony#parky park is an emotional little silly goose#hope you're all well by the way!! <333 potstin when I can#you are loved and your f/o absolutely agrees with it and is a huge part of that too!
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and the demons are winning
#f/o#self ship#self shipping#fictional other#self insert#fictoromantic#fictosexuality#ficto community#fictional boyfriend#fictional girlfriend#fictional characters#blorbo#comfort character#selfshipper#self ship positivity#selfship community#self ship community#fictosexual#f/o positivity#f/os#f/o community#f/o imagines#memes#self insert x canon#yumeship#yumedanshi#yumejoshi#anime#anime memes
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Small Cuts
Jason Todd x Reader
wc: 1.7 K summary: Red Hood saves you from the chaos, being scared shitless warnings: standard Gotham violence, description of minor injuries, (panic attack), slight angst/comfort, established relationship a/n: for my loyal Red Hood fans (you know who you are), here's a special drabble I came up with while looking through my notes. have fun (divider)
Jason quickly dodges another punch, putting a bullet between the muggers eyes. Yes, Bruce said no guns and killing, but he isn‘t Bruce. He doesn‘t care, these shits need to go down, they did that themselves by doing wrongs. It seems that Dick managed to escort as many civilians as possible from the mall, getting back to his brother to fight by his side. He knows Bane is a powerful guy, but his small army seems to be quite strong too. It‘s annoying him, he probably has a broken rib by now, and the cuts along his body sting, it getting more difficult to fight against the remaining soldiers.
A scarily familiar, shrill scream sounds amidst the chaos, his breath hitching under his mask. He really hopes it‘s not the person he thinks it is. With a quick punch to the other‘s head, he can search for who screamed, already cursing Dick for not clearing the floor properly. It seems like he is on autopilot, remembering you telling him about going on a quick shop to the mall, see if there is anything new. That same mall he is fighting criminals in right now.
He finally spots you, trapped between the wall and a huge shelf that crashed against it, you being in between it. There is just enough space for you to fit in, but not enough to crawl out of it on your own. Besides, you��ve never looked so terrified before, not even able to breath properly in your panicked state.
Without sharing another glance, he runs up to you and pushes the shelf away from the wall, grunting at how heavy it is. Now that the huge weight is off, you intake a deep breath, close to hyperventilating again. You can‘t even register who is in front of you or that you are free again.
Jason really wants to just let the medics from outside take care of you, but he can‘t. He carefully scoops you up, holding your head close against him, as he hurries away from the fighting scene, patting your back softly with his other hand. Meanwhile, you can barely register that you aren‘t crushed between the wall anymore, but in someone‘s arms, taking you away.
»S- Lady, you‘re alright! I‘m bringing you to safety, you‘re gonna be okay.«
The slightly distorted voice attempts to calm you down, doing little to actually make you stop from panicking. Jason cursed himself inwardly as he almost slipped, having to keep his secret identity from you while still outside, being close to giving up and patching you up right here; call you his favourite nicknames and petnames. It‘s not like he doesn‘t trust you, no, he would do anything for you because you‘d do anything for him. He still sometimes cries himself to sleep, thinking he doesn‘t deserve you. Now, he is close to crying again, but not because of that. His world is injured, because he wasn‘t careful enough. He should‘ve been the one escorting civilians, maybe he would have spotted you sooner.
With quick strides, Jason finally sets you down onto his couch. These are the rare moments he is glad he lives close to the mall, being still dead-concerned about you.
Your knee is badly scraped, a couple of dark bruises littering on your exposed skin, small cuts across your face.Oh, your pretty face. It‘s all his fault.
As if on instinct, he gets his med kit and kneels down in front of the couch, craddling your face in his hands. Now safe in his apartment, he doesn‘t care about his secret identity being revealed to you, he just wants to make this better.
»Darling, I‘m here, don‘t you worry, okay? It‘s me, Jason. Jay-jay.«
Before you can respond, he takes off his helmet and discards it to the floor, cleaning your small scrapes around his face carefully. His fingers barely touch your skin, the wet rug gently cleaning the little blood off of your forehead and cheeks, his own face looking way worse than yours.
Gasping, you finally take in his face and feel a rush of worry again. Leaning up, you cup his cheek, seeing his black eye and cut across his chin. He looks absolutely done, yet he is still on his knees, cleaning at your own wounds.
He is immediately alerted, searching your face for any sign of pain or discomfort. He doesn‘t seem to realise he is injured as well.
»W-what is it? Did I hurt you?« What is that question? Of course he hurt you, he should‘ve been there way sooner.
Taking a deep breath, you try to use your voice; being still shaken up and weak.
»Your fucking eye...« Jason frowns even more at your weak voice, huffing out and leaning you back down on your back. He bites down on his inner cheek harshly, trying to focus and work on your injuries as best as possible. Your eyes stay on his face, silently observing him as you finally start to breath more normally.
Your light scrapes sting as he cleans them up, putting small bandages over them.
»Don‘t they need you?« You croak out quietly again, whincing lightly as he cleans your scraped knee, the wet cloth becoming bloody.
»They can handle it. I need you to be safe first.« Jason mutters back, feeling guilty and bad for causing you more pain while patching you up. It hurts more but you bear through, leaning up on your elbows to see how bad your knee is. You grimace lightly, hissing at the familiar sting while he cleans your wound.
Jason doesn‘t glance to your face anymore, completely focussed on taking care of you. He carefully wraps a bandage around your knee, lifting it up a little on the couch. His fingertips barely graze your skin, his touch even more gentle than usual. Your body is still trembling from the adrenaline, slumping back on the couch with a heavy sigh. It all comes to your senses.
Jason is Red Hood. He just saved you from that terror attack in the mall. Seems to be in a worse shape than you and still patches you up as gentle as possible. He left his team behind just to take you to safety.
»Take off your shirt, need to see the bruises.«
His voice snaps you out of your slow procession of events, humming lightly in thought before carefully pulling off your shirt. It hurts to move your arms up, feeling a painful stretch around your right side. He helps you take it off, eyes quickly scanning over your big bruise around your ribs. It looks even worse now, a darker bruise evident against your right side. He wants to punch himself, he never meant to hurt you.
It‘s not even his fault. He was just fighting, not having been in charge for escorting civilians. Maybe he shouldn‘t feel guilty, he knows better than blaming himself for something that he didn‘t do. But it‘s just unfair, he could‘ve made it less worse if he only put an eye out and saw you and—
»Jason! Your nose is bleeding.«
You finally managed to pull him out of his thoughts, not knowing what to do. Jason quickly stands up again and gets the bathroom, leaning over the sink to get his nose clean and make it stop bleeding. Rushing over, you limp the way to Jason and get to his side, trying to see in what shape he is right now.
»I‘m fine, why are you standing? Get down- sit down, darling, you don‘t need to do anything.«
»I am not sitting down, you need to sit down, you‘re literally bleeding.« You argue back, trying to lead him to the bedroom.
»I‘m not sitting down, I need to get you safe— «
»I am safe.« You reassure him, seeing his hands tremble, eyes seem unfocused. Nothing really seems to help him calm down, grabbing his shoulders and forcing eye-contact.
After some more attempts of coaxing him into the bedroom, you can finally take care of him. He stands in front of the bed as you sit in front of him, patching up the few gashes along his torso.
Jason watches you the whole time, running his hand through some strands of hair occasionally. Yes, it does hurt as you bandage him up, but all he can focus on is you at the moment. Whole and safe, taking care of him finally.
He doesn‘t deserve you.
But he won‘t ever trade you for anyone else.
You don‘t need to talk once you get him all patched up and clean, both of you acting automatically once everything falls back to normal.
Jason crawls back in bed with you like this morning, carefully wrapping his arms around you, no matter how much it hurts his own body. Both tangled up in each other, comforting the other with sweet and grounding words. You are both safe now.
The small conversation paused, letting a comfortable silence fall over the room. After a few moments you speak up again, atmosphere getting lighter.
»I was dating the Red Hood all the time? For two years?«
He groans lightly, looking down at you in his arms.
»I‘m sorry, I… couldn‘t really tell you. But I wanted to, I really did.«
Jason apologises, his guilty expression pulling at your heart again.
»Wait, no, I‘m not mad. It‘s just… a nice surprise? I don‘t know, but I will buy endless Red Hood merch from now on. If you like it or not.«
You tell him with a small smile, making him pause before rolling his eyes. Of course. There‘s no way you would react badly. Especially after saving you.
a/n: WOW! really hoped you enjoyed it, i'm excited to hear your thoughts about it!!
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