Me Writing About Me From My Pov: She Was A Little Pretty, And A Little Kind, And A Little Plain And Quiet.

Me writing about me from my pov: She was a little pretty, and a little kind, and a little plain and quiet. She was a little of a lot of things, but a whole lot of nothing else. 

Me writing about me from my f/o’s pov: She was so unimaginably angelic, it was a miracle heaven hadn’t opened to snap her up where she belonged. She was strikingly kind, and the air of peace in her eyes made one feel calm just looking at her. It was frankly hard to speak to her, if only because it made one feel horribly flustered to do so.

His slutty looks and abandonment issues have captivated me

I start a fic

I write a word

I pause

I scroll through this site for like an hour

I go back to my fic

I write a sentence

I go back this site

I edit sentence

I sleep

I wake up

I check fic

I erase sentence

I do not write fic for weeks

Imagine Your F/O

intent on spoiling you to an unreasonable extent after you've had a bad day.

(OR Imagine your S/I intent on spoiling your F/O to said unreasonable extent, but the text wouldn't really change enough to make two versions in this instance and the 'you being spoiled' post was more popular last time.)

(Also sorry I'm really touch starved right now so if you don't like hairplay, somewhat intimate sensory details (although nothing really explicit), or your F/O all over you, this might not be the (very long) imagine you're looking for.)

-"Welcome home, Darling~"

-"I can already tell today was bad, so how about we call 'today' officially over. Let's skip the couch tonight and get you straight into bed~"

-"Once you're safe in my arms, you can listen to me ramble about how I'm going to spend all of tomorrow spoiling you, until 'today' fades out into a warm and pleasant sleep~"

-"Don't worry if it's just for a short nap like last time. I just want your bad day to be over as soon as possible, and an excuse to hold you tightly in your soft, comfy pajamas and whisper sweet nothings in your ear until everything else just melts away~"

-"'Tomorrow' starts as soon as you wake up, and lasts as long as you need it to~ I'm fully prepared to spoil you until you feel better, no matter how long it takes~"

-"Oh I'm not exaggerating in the slightest. No. *strokes your hair* Matter. *strokes your hair* How. *strokes your hair* Long. *scoops you into a bridal carry* It. *wait, since when were you in your pajamas?* Takes~ *deep pressure of their hands on your back pulls you into their chest, as the familiar warmth of your weighted heating blanket makes your eyelids flutter* *strokes your hair*"

-"You think I'll get tired of caring for you? Oh Darling, my devotion is deep as the ocean~ Maybe even deeper, like your eyes~ You know, the ones I'd still be staring into right now, if they weren't getting too heavy to keep open~ *strokes your hair*"

-"You think you're not worth caring for? That's just the Bad Thoughts lying to you again... We'll see if they're still convincing after several days of me spoiling you literally every waking moment~ *strokes your hair*"

-"What about [chronic fatigue, or any other condition or aspect of your physical health that requires long-term care and will never go away]? I already said I'd never get tired of taking care of you, didn't I? That means for life. That includes tomorrow... *strokes your hair* and the tomorrow after that... *strokes your hair* and the tomorrow after that... *strokes your hair*"

-"Not enough spoons? I'll take care of it for you~ *strokes your hair* I'll keep track of any medication you need... *strokes your hair* make sure you stay hydrated... *strokes your hair* run you warm baths to ease your fatigue... *strokes your hair* get you on the spa table and give you slippery soap scrubs that feel like massages... *strokes your hair* wash your hair with your favorite scented lather... *strokes your hair* imagining that last one right now, aren't you~? *strokes your hair* give you actual massages... *strokes your hair*

-"What if you get so comfy you never want to get out of bed? Yeah I'm pretty sure you're well past half-asleep at this point~ *strokes your hair* Well, I'll build you a nice safe pillow fort to live in... *strokes your hair* with fairy lights and couch cushions so you can still nap on the couch even in bed... *strokes your hair* Looks like a new position just opened up for a professional weighted heating blanket tester... *strokes your hair* comes with unlimited hairplay *strokes your hair* *strokes your hair again to reinforce that last point* and nightly cuddle benefits... *strokes your hair* oh look, you're hired already... *strokes your hair* I'll cook all your favorite meals... *strokes your hair* serve them to you in bed... *strokes your hair* bring you [snacks, tea, books, games, etc]... *strokes your hair* carry you to the bathroom so you never technically have to get out of bed, even for that... *strokes your hair* make the bed for you, and change the sheets whenever they get messy while you're soaking in the tub... *strokes your hair* change you into fresh pajamas once you're basically a warm puddle... *strokes your hair* carry you back home to bed... *strokes your hair* then it's back to work... *strokes your hair* that weighted heating blanket isn't going to lull you to sleep by itself... *strokes your hair* you can sleep as long as you like... *strokes your hair* and when you wake up in my arms... *strokes your hair* it'll still be tomorrow... *strokes your hair* and I'll do it... *strokes your hair* All. *strokes your hair* Over. *strokes your hair* Again~ *strokes your hair* I love you. *strokes your hair* Forever... *strokes your hair* and ever... *strokes your hair* and... *strokes your hair*

-"...wait you actually heard all that? 😳 But I literally stroked your hair 45 times... You just wanted to say... you love me too...? 😳Oh. ☺️Oh... 🥰"

-"...and you're out like a light."

-"See you tomorrow~ *strokes your hair a 46th time*"

F/O: [ says horribly ridiculous pun ]

S/I: That was terrible.

S/I, in their head: (Oh my god. They're so fucking hot.)

Sending so, so much love out there for self-shippers with strained relationships with their fathers this Father’s Day. It’s an incredibly hard thing when someone whose job is to nurture and help you grow ends up hurting you, may it be verbally, emotionally, or even physically at times.

If you have fatherly familial F/Os, know that they are there for you and they always will be. They’ll be there for any messy panic attacks/flashbacks/crying spells, and will lend you a close ear if you need someone to vent or rant to. They’ll be sure to remind that whatever happened between you and your father is not your fault at all and that sometimes, bad things just happen to good kids for no reason.

With all their heart, they’ll promise to always be there to protect you and make you feel safe and happy and cared for, no matter what. You’re their child, their baby, and it's only fair that you should be treated with the respect and care you deserve.

The road to healing from traumatic abuse is not linear, but your fatherly F/Os will be there for you, one step at a time as you heal. They love and treasure you, forever and always.