Imagine your parental shipcest F/O completely babying you when you have a bad day.
Long, snuggly cuddle session? Done.
Any food or snacks that make you happy? They bring them to you.
Retail therapy? They take you out shopping for anything you want.
All the while they sneak you kisses, and tell you how much they love you.
♍: What’s your F/O’s aesthetic?
Daddy’s aesthetic is 80s wallstreet, but make it high femme, edging on camp.
It’s soooooo good. *Dreamy sigh* 🥰
From this Prompt list
😷 Write about a time you and your F/O had to hide the nature of your relationship.
Annette Birkin (🔬🐝) and William Birkin
Cw: shipcest, twincest. Rated G. (Please note that the Birkins’ status as blood related is non canonical.)
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From this Prompt list
😷 Write about a time you and your F/O had to hide the nature of your relationship.
Annette Birkin (🔬🐝) and William Birkin
Cw: shipcest, twincest. Rated G. (Please note that the Birkins’ status as blood related is non canonical.)
When people asked them questions, Annette and William described themselves as husband and wife. This was not an official status, and would never be one, legally. The two of them were blood related. Fraternal twins who had been removed from their parents and raised, separately, in the dubious care of the Umbrella Training program.
They had been in their mid teens when they reunited, and there had been no question about it. Blood, as they say, calls to blood.
It was easy to keep the nature of their relationship ambiguous while they were being educated. There were plenty of blonds. Plenty of same last names. People didn’t ask, and they didn’t tell. Besides, people assumed William was in some kind of relationship with Albert Wesker (he was, additionally), and people didn’t think about Annette at all.
Annette didn’t mind being overlooked. It gave her more time to work, and more privacy.
It was once they were adults, and given the independence of a home, and a life nominally outside of Umbrella that they made the decision to tell people they were married. After all, if they were living together, people would draw their own conclusions anyway.
It was as simple as a gold ring, one for each of their hands, and it was as good as done. Annette would have left it at that. William had insisted there should be cake. Annette had to agree that it was a nice cake.
Albert Wesker presented them with a pair of swords as a wedding gift. They named him Sherry’s godfather.
OH MY FUCKING GOD I am actually dying of laughter. This is fucking golden. The best comedy writes itself, truly. Fucking hell, my family doesn’t watch porn TOGETHER are you fucking insane??? My siblings just casually mentioned in passing that they like incest porn one time we aren’t like sitting around it beating off together how could you have gotten anything close to that from what I said??? And no, you didn’t give me an answer, you just said it’s bad, but it’s bad because why?
(By the way, this was in response to the “your family would hate you for being proship” argument, which they don’t, clearly, and neither would anyone else who wasn’t jack fucking thompson or these insufferable fancops.)
“Prolonged exposure to it has made you numb to its potential effects” ouch, be careful, you might cut yourself on all that FUCKING EDGE. Whoa everybody, we got a fucking edgelord over here! Fictional incest has made me more numb to, uhhhh…fictional incest? I mean, real incest still fucking creeps me out and horrifies me just as much as it always has. In fact if anything, I feel worse about it now that I know more about emotional and sexual abuse.
So like…yes I think fictional incest is more acceptable than I thought before. And? Like, what’s the problem? There’s no danger of any real harm. By this logic, all people who play counter strike are pro-terrorist, their psyche permenantly damaged by seeing gun violence, prolonged exposure desensitizing them to the potential effects of…liking counter strike, I guess. Seeing jumpscares will eventually desensitize you to jumpscares. Seeing gun violence in video games makes you less sensitive to fictional gun violence. That’s the fucking exposure therapy at work. You’re SUPPOSED to be able to look back on past abuse without true distress, that’s the fucking goal of therapy.
Once again, another anti who says, “It’s bad because it’s gross” and refuses to elaborate any further. What a fucking shocker.
And thank you I do quite enjoy being a degenerate. It sure beats feeling guilty over thought crimes, Big Brother. 👌 And also thank you for the laugh!
Holy shit 🤣🤣
There’s that old “pron will make you seek more and more extreme porn until you become a rapist” conservative strawman!
Always happy to help people yell on anon!
And as far as this person goes…
Proship just means anyone they don’t like, at this point.
Alternatively the charitable interpertation would be that they’re secretly proship and have “proships dni” on their page as a defense mechanism I guess. Not sure how well that’d work.
Imagine coyly playing footsie with your shipcest F/O while the two of you are having meal with some other family members.
They don’t know about your relationship, and you and your F/O share teasing glances, hoping no one will notice.
🥰 Write about a time that made you and/or your F/O feel good about the nature of your relationship.
Mimi was always the more forward of the two. Sure, Marika was as in your face and gregarious as her sister could be, but being younger sister (by a fraction , a few minutes at most), she tended to let her ‘big sis’ take the lead more often than not.
They were a unit, operating together in everything they did. From modeling, to fashion (Marika had gotten good with a camera!), Marika had even dragged Mimi into learning some computer programming with her. The two were always together, attached at the hip. Sisters in everything, even love.
It wasn’t until they were split apart that it really crashed down on Marika how close they really were. When they all found themselves in the Digital World, scattered across it by the whims of fate, she was as far from her sister as she could be.
Separated in a dangerous world, with only her new friend Floramon alongside her. Her partner. But it wasn’t the same. The anxiety of being split from her sister was overwhelming, even with Floramon’s help to keep her stable.
Together they fought through monsters, eldritch mazes , and countless pitfalls to find her sister. Floramon and Marika became true partners, braving it all together no matter how hard it was for her to operate without her other half.
When they found Mimi, she had been declared princess of a group of digimon. Mimi instantly crowned Marika a princess as well, alongside Floramon, and welcomed them into her new life of pampering and power.
Marika had leapt onto Mimi, holding her tightly to her chest as she sobbed tears of joy into her shoulder. All the emotions that had built up while they were apart came spilling out all at once.
She kissed her sister, her heart swelling with love and pride. Their relationship wasn’t usual, it wasn’t ‘normal’, but Marika felt wonderful about it all the same.
Maybe they were a little bound at the hip, sure…but Marika never wanted to be separated from Mimi ever again. No matter what the world threw at them.
💣 Write about the first time you or your F/O realized you were attracted to the other.
💌 Write about the first time something romantic happened between you and your F/O.
✨ Write about a time you and your F/O got to show affection for one another in public.
😷 Write about a time you and your F/O had to hide the nature of your relationship.
😭 Write about a time you and/or your F/O felt bad in some way about the nature of your relationship.
🥰 Write about a time that made you and/or your F/O feel good about the nature of your relationship.
👊 Write about a time that your relationship with your F/O got you into conflict with someone from outside the relationship.
🤫 Write about something you and your F/O have done together or for one another that was romantic for the two of you, but innocuous to people outside your relationship.
😘 Write about something intimate that you and your F/O have done that was both familial and romantic.