#my selfships.◇

[icedlemonlatte]

caldarus x sunnie ♡

[phantom-rats]

hector you have my heart

[impassioned-ships]

that's the mood for tonight amirite fellas

[angelinvasion1]

can u tell i love skips

[pocketbutch]

back in 2019 i revisited my regular show oc from when i was a teenager and i wanted to come back 5 years later and draw a follow up! this was unexpectedly very cathartic to draw and it did get me a little emotional. be yourself have fun love you

[hightanii]

[addedsugars]

being in a self shipping community generally instead of like a selfship community for a specific fandom is really weird because we’re all talking about the same thing but we’re not. we could talking about our little fictional partners or whatever planning little double dates blah blah blah and then oomf could drop “well it’s sorta complicated after the time vortex” and its like time vortex? your man was in a time vortex? who put your man in a time vortex? is he. is he good or like

[valentinesaffections]

The selfship experience

[kittysselfshipz]

✦ F/O IMAGINE ✦

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[icedlemonlatte]

ok coming back to rating easiest to hardest f/o break up post:

Noritoshi: He's the easiest one to break up with / I wouldn't feel destroyed if he did it to me. I think we would both be upset for a bit but we would be good sports about it.

Toji: Assuming if I was the one leaving him, it'd be rough to try to break up with him, he won't have it. I think if it was the other way around, I'd be heartbroken but maybe not so surprised lol. So I guess thats why Im placing it on the easier scale.

Diavolo: Ack, even thinking about it hurtsssss. Nooooo. If I were to break up with him I think he would accept it because in the grand scheme of things he has more important matters, but he would definitely not be himself for a while. I think we could manage to be friends still. If he broke up with me... Idk how Id handle it lol.

Lucifer: I think me and him would have a rough break up, it would not be easy for either of us and I fear things may not go back to friendly terms, itd probably hurt too much.

Choso: The hardest one for us. If we broke up we'd be devastated.

[reverieships]

self shipping is like the biggest act of self love. it genuinely feels so healing. like yes I deserve love. yes I deserve a happy and fulfilling relationship. yes this 300 year old cryptid would smooch me.

[breadcheese444]

ⓒ encodory

[mosslingg]

my contribution to the selfshipping community 🫡

[cheriecoke]

nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,�� kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

[darliings]

touchstarved f/os who don't want to admit they want something as simple as a hug. but its all they can think about. how comforting it would be to feel your body wrapped around theirs. they stare at you longingly as words fail on them. eventually after so long for yearning to you, they whisper out if you could hold them. even if its just this once. of course you give them a hug and they melt in your touch, falling deeper into you as they hold you like their life depends on it.

[tarot-the-silly-one]

someone give them a fucking ibuprofen