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normalize not having an f/o anniversary . idk when they showed up in my life they're just here now

Of course the two depressed, anxious adults end up having feelings for each other

A selfship between one Dremie and one Uramichi Omota

Daydream about lying in bed with your imaginary beloved and listening to the rain.

your f/o finding out you’re touch starved and then going out of their way to touch you more often, just casually throughout the day like holding your hand, putting their arm around you, putting a hand on ur thigh if youre sitting next to eachother, stuff like that… way more cuddles too of course, they hold you as long as you need them to even if its for hours

reading cute romance mangas and making up cute aus of you and your f/o as the main characters

Imagine going to a restaurant or cafe with your f/o(s) and letting each other have a taste of your orders! Or sharing your orders with each other!

Please don't tag with romantic f/o/lovemail tags for Eden (ensemble stars)!

Dividers by @/cafekitsune

Bro, I'm making myself crack up over here, my toxic ass brain was kicking it with my F/O and for some strange reason, he had gotten drunk and was talking about me possibly liking someone and he gave the standard friendship encouragement speech about confess, and Dremie, Dremie who is me and not me, hits him with the:

"How good is your memory when you're this drunk?"

AND KISSED HIM WHEN HE SAID NOT GOOD!!!!!!!

THEN THEN THEN, this motherfucker, this son of a bitch!!!! Starts gaslighting him while he's drunk about the whole CONFESSION!!!!! What the fuck!!!!?!?!?!??! What the hell????!!!?!??!

And then they put him to bed, tuck him in, and leave him water and painkillers while actively telling him that unless he remembers, they won't own up to what happen!!!!!!

*Loudly taps the mic* hey hey hey!!!!! motherfucker you can't just do that shit!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING IN HERE!!??!?!?!?!?!?

...and concludes my daydream session honestly...

who in your selfship?

imagine being the only person your f/o can be truly, 100% themselves around! you make them feel safe and comfortable. the love and care you show towards them allows them to let their walls down completely, lets them know that they can be as vulnerable or silly as they want with you. they appreciate your love, and they love you just the same.

imagine moving into your first apartment with your f/o! going shopping together for pieces of furniture to fill out the room, or looking for little decorations! having to go back to the store because you realized you forgot something important for your home! your f/o helping you build furniture, or helping move things around, or helping you unpack boxes!

coming across something from your childhood that you packed, like a journal or scrapbook or picture you drew as a child, and your f/o wanting to learn all about it! ordering takeout and just sitting on the floor, because you haven't gotten your couch yet, and watching a movie on a laptop with the internet that's just barely been turned on...

getting to experience the start of a brand new life with your f/o!

“i can’t stop…” they whisper against your chest, hands quickly searching the sea of blankets to find yours. your fingers slip in between each other’s knowingly. “..dreaming of you.”

then a sigh slips; content, full of love and very sleepy.

Me: hey, is this your surname or your given name?

F/O, knowing that I’m American and that naming conventions escape me sometimes:

F/O: …That’s my Surname.

Me, confused:

Me: You… have you just been letting me call you by your surname this whole time????????

F/O: …Most people do…

Me: I THOUGHT IT WAS YOUR FIRST NAME!!!!!

I never thought i'd want to settle down and marry someone until i met you.

Imagine spending a lazy day cuddled on the couch with your F/O. Every now and then they lean over and cover your head or your face with little kisses to remind you they love you.

Intimacy and whatnot, you know?

imagine; waking up next to your f/o. you smile at the sight of their adorable messy hair and sleepy face. you snuggle closer with them, running your fingers through their hair and say, "Good morning, sweetheart."

they respond with a low mumble and, instead of waking up, decide to wrap their arms around your waist and bury their face on your shoulder, "Just a while longer..." they said, "You're warm..."

I couldn't "fix" him but goddamn it I could make him happier and feel like life is worth living

YOU'RE THE SUNFLOWER, I THINK YOUR LOVE WOULD BE TOO MUCH