#vaguely self ship

[revvywevvy]

bnuuy :]

[rexscanonwife]

I'm gonna need fellow self shippers to NOT apologize or put themselves down for making their s/is basic/mary sue/OP as fuck because we're here to have FUN!! If you wanna give ur s/i a taste of the power or to make them the hottest person in your f/os canon then DO it! Make characters u don't ship with have a crush on you, make yourself the sole savior of this universe and be unapologetic about it!! [OK TO RB]

[cloverclutz]

My first self ship art post ever aaaaaa

[kiok0r0]

Had to do this because 1) it fit them and 2) my swapfell sona’s a singer

Below is the reference:

[theminecraftbee]

so a thing this fandom does that remains FASCINATING to me, as a function of the fact a lot of this fandom is people's first fandom or only current fandom, is just... assume a lot of things it does is a scourge that this fandom has invented or doesn't exist outside of it? or like, is uniquely bad here? and i won't deny that sometimes mcyt fandom is a bit more intense by virtue of numbers, but like...

duo names: confusing fandom-injokes to describe duos and groups tend to be an anime fandom thing specifically for many historical reasons, but they're not uncommon. hey quick--if you haven't been in KHR fandom, can you guess what 1827 is? no? i'll give you a hint: that's actually a ship name. or, ygo fans, tell me the difference between puppyshipping, prideshipping, violetshipping, and rivalshipping. my hint is that they're all kaiba ships and two of them are actually the same ship. good luck!

reducing characters to a specific trait: have you read fic in another fandom before? i would recommend you go do so and come back to me. my example here is "sasuke likes tomatoes", for the record.

common au fanon that's confusing to outsiders: my deep cut here is "when i got into certain tv fandoms i was baffled by the existence of sentinel/guide fics", which is a slightly older tv fandom thing so many of you probably don't know what i'm on about. but trust me: in certain fandoms it's ubiquitous and unless you've watched a completely different tv show you're gonna have to entirely pick it up from reading fic. oh hey, hybrid aus and watcher!grian, nice to see your relative here,

fanon being treated as canon: did you know there's this whole bnha character, naomasa, who is treated as canonically having a lie detector quirk? did you know that, best i can tell, that's not in canon anywhere, it just got echoed through fanon enough that everyone treated it as canon? 'fanon trait becomes so ubiquitous everyone assumes it has to be there' is not a new thing. also, batfamily fans, i have been lead to understand the tim and coffee thing is also this.

characters being treated badly to make a different dynamic look better: the fact we have the term 'character bashing' tells you all you need to know, here. if anything my one complaint on this front isn't even that it's happening--it's that i wish bashing and/or "not [character] friendly" was tagged a little more frequently, haha.

characters being reduced to their family dynamics: tale as old as time. "even the family dynamic thing" yes even that. just because this fandom tended to be particularly ship-adverse in the past didn't mean it didn't do basically the same behaviors as any fandom with shipping did with those dynamics, just gen. and other gen fandoms also do that. yes, down to the "and shipping reduces them to a ship, unlike my gen dynamic, which is very in-character; why can't people just be friends?" thing. some of you have to have been marvel fans right.

characters being reduced to their ships: some of you have to have been marvel fans right.

The Discourse: yeah this is an "actively running show" fandom thing, but also a hiatus fandom thing. ask a homestuck about vriskourse sometime. as much as i hate to say it, it probably made doomsday discourse look cute.

and those are just like... some things i've seen people complain about on my dash recently. idk it just hit me there are probably fans in mcyt fandoms who are assuming that some things (like hybrid aus or duo names) are the kind of things that only happen here, so i thought i'd offer some examples of other places they happen! i also have even more examples if you'd like.

to be clear: this isn't shaming anyone for complaining about any of these things. lord knows i go complain to my friends about it all the time, just the other day i was complaining in the category of 'they keep bashing my guy'. it's more of just... a gentle reminder that maybe we're big, maybe we're loud, maybe we have problems... but these problems aren't always unique.

so uh. we're all suffering together i guess...?

[rotruff]

night so long you start thinking of your f/o taking care of you so you can just lay down . night so long you start thinking abt them taking off coats and unzipping dresses or unbuttoning shirts and being careful when they take off any makeup or glasses and giving gentle little reminders when they hand over any medications or even just a glass of water to make sure you've had some.

[blockbusterselfship]

God, honestly can we talk about how sweet it is to have f/o's from an obscure source?

They may have been barely noticed before you. Imagine their joy when they find out someone loves them as much as you do! How they no longer feel forgotten or shoved to the side because they have you!!!!

[enter-the-phantom]

🩷 For all my selfshippers recovering from toxic purity culture: 🩷

Your f/o will never pressure you to do anything you don’t want to do.

Your f/o is always willing to take it slow and give you all the time and patience you need.

Your f/o will never make you feel ashamed or dirty. They want you to feel confident and comfortable, and they don’t think that you’re a bad or sinful person.

Your f/o doesn’t mind that you sometimes don’t feel comfortable flirting or being playful. They are always willing to take the reins, and will back off if needed without being upset.

Your f/o doesn’t care if you are inexperienced or nervous, and wants to help you learn in a way that makes you feel safe. If they are similarly inexperienced, they want to learn with you in a way that is comfortable and secure.

Your f/o doesn’t mind if you are distant/anxious/break down after intimacy. They will always be there to comfort you, or give you space. Whatever you need, they will provide it without judgment.

Your f/o doesn’t take it personally that you sometimes have trouble with intimacy. They understand that you are overcoming trauma, and it does not hurt their feelings in the slightest—they care about your feelings and wellbeing!

Your f/o is okay with the fact that your intimate life might look a little different. They understand and care about your needs!

Your f/o will never search for fulfilment elsewhere. You are all the fulfilment that they need, physical and otherwise. They care about your emotional health above anything, and just want you to be happy and feel safe!

🩷 I’m proud of you and they are too! 🩷

[cupsy-daisy]

Woagh! 2 posts in 1 day! (Saying this like it’s not uncommon) but have my tma sona!!! These drawings are a month or 2 old but i’m finally posting them!!

This is just my sona from season 1-3 the progression of it n stuff, there were some sketches of 4 and 5 but i never finished them, idk if i will! But idk! We’ll see!

I’m wanna ramble a bit about my sona so if you wanna read it’s under the cut! Grahh

Got the idea from bestie @catattack08 to make it so i got hired at first for redesigning the institute logo, Because i’m a freelance artist, but then i started working on organizing physical files n caseloads on the shelves n stuff.

Hired me (mostly) because i had severe connections to a lot of entities, i had been touched by several throughout my lifetime :p

Nothing major happened to me through season 1 and 2 besides being kinda wary about john and probably agreeing that he murdered leitner in season 3.

So like- my sona story is involved with my friends a lot- and my friend was leaning towards john being innocent so managed to keep contact with him and we both went to georgies house to deliver some books, and i came with them to make sure they didn’t get murdered cuz i was still under the impression he murdered that guy.

John went out for a smoke, got kidnapped, i stepped outside to “have a word” with him abt what really went on and breekon and hope saw me, said “no witnesses” and dragged me along too, i have some drawings of that if anyones interested aaghh

When we were both together we had some time to connect and understand eachother (or as best we could) i was kept for the sake of extra skin in case john didn’t “fit” but anywayss- we bonded a lot and this is probably where i would’ve (in super canon) died, nikola kinda using me as a decoration for the ritual.

BUT i dont think abt that cuz i wanna see what happens if i live, so instead, micheal almost leaves me for dead until helen comes along and letting john and me pass through her door, we both make it back and i gain a lot more mutual respect and understanding for him, we’re both decently good friends now, then everything kinda moves forward from then on.

Until peter comes in, this is already getting long enough but long story short, i was used as a practice dummy for the lonely kinda, and i couldn’t kill em, so i got sent to super hell where martin found me. Talked me out of it, withhh the poowerrr of friendshipppp/j

Thennn i either go back home to @catattack08 orrr i stay and they come, and those have 2 different routes but grahhh idk if i should put it here, feel free to ask!

[gen-is-gone]

my for some reason unpopular opinion is that it's boring when Fitz remains unhinged levels of self-deluded and closeted actually. Why does he have to be doctor who's answer to dean winchester, huh? why would this man in his mid-thirties who has spent at least a decade traveling in time and space still have weird insane hangups about being attracted to dudes? why does that need to be the thing about the text that we all collectively think is worth taking at face value? it's boring and fucking depressing and honestly doesn't make sense when the future of humanity in doctor who is that bisexuality is the cultural default and completely unremarkable.

[loveydoveylex]

Too much is too much, and Ramon breaks down in front of his lover. AKA Lex Really Wanted To Hug And Comfort Ramon So He Wrote Fanfiction About It. ~1,7k words. I pretty much wrote this in one go, but I had a lot of fun with it! As always, please enjoy!

“Why?”

The sudden sound of a certain blonde vigilante’s gruff and scratchy voice made Lex’s antennae perk up, briefly lighting up the otherwise dark and dull alleyway the two were currently taking up as a temporary hideout. Lex tilted his head ever so slightly to the side, his gaze fixed on his conversation partner–none other than Ramon, of course–before he softly spoke up.

“Why… what?”

“Why are you still here?”

Lex swallowed a lump in his throat, unsure of how to answer, and instead chose to let the question linger in the cold, freezing air. He glanced at the ground, observing as the rainfall from above came into contact with the concrete below, leaving its mark in the form of various small puddles scattered throughout the passageway. He let out a throaty sigh, his breath visible in the cold air. No reply was given, and Lex merely looked the other way, his cheeks dusted with a faint rosy color.

“Look at me,” Ramon sneered, his teeth gritted and his eyes so focused and sharp that they could practically pierce through Lex’s skin; however, his scowl and bitter expression were quick to vanish at the sight of Lex's gaze drifting back to look at him–the corners of his mouth turned upwards–and it didn’t take long for Ramon’s tough facade to get washed away in the rain. That damn smile.

“...Sorry,” Ramon mumbled, kicking a few pebbles to the side. A couple of them stuck to his shoes, which were soaked and muddy from the weather. He slid down the brick wall he had been standing up against, letting himself fall to the ground.

“I just don’t understand.”

Lex frowned, his mouth slightly agape as if he wanted to say something, but couldn’t get the right words out. He scratched the back of his head, internally cursing himself out for not knowing what to do. Eventually, after a minute or two of uncertainty, he joined Ramon on the ground, scooting closer to him. The two sat like that for a while, the only sound around them coming from raindrops that tapped against the surrounding buildings.

A long moment of eerie silence passed by, before Lex finally opened his mouth to say something; his throat–figuratively speaking–felt dry and sore, and his voice came out strained. “...Do you, um… do you need to be alone? Do–do you want me to leave?”

This caught Ramon’s attention, whose eyes widened as he felt his heart sink. But he couldn’t show it. Not now. Nevertheless, he felt a ringing in his ears begin to drown out the rain.

“...Leave?”

“Well–it’s, uh–it’s just that you seemed… you seemed… I guess…”

Lex fumbled with his words for a few seconds, repeating himself as his throat felt like it was getting more and more dry for every second that passed. For every word he spoke, he found it becoming harder and harder to breathe.

“I–I guess, uh… you seemed… uncomfortable? You seemed uncomfortable… that I’m still here. I–I can leave, no problem. I get it. Really.”

A sharp pain hit Ramon right in the chest; he barely even registered it, but before he knew it, he was clutching Lex’s gloved hand in his own, squeezing so tightly that it almost hurt. As if he let go, even for just a second, he would never get to see him again. The strength of his grip caused his knuckles to turn white, and he let out a sharp breath through clenched teeth.

“D–Don’t leave.”

Ramon’s voice was soft-spoken–nearing the same high pitch it once used to have before he had broken down from all the lies. From all the deceit. From all the bullshit.

“I don’t want to be alone again.”

He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t go through that loneliness again. For crying out loud, in all the years that Lex had been hiding in the shadows from the hands of Eden, Ramon had thought he was dead. Now he finally had him back, and he was absolutely petrified that at any moment, he could slip away again. That he could blink and he’d be gone without a trace. And he’d have no way of knowing what would happen to him if he did. His thoughts were racing, and he didn’t even realize he was trembling until he felt the warmth of another person pressed up against his own body, wrapping him up in a comforting embrace–and it didn’t take long for him to completely melt into the touch as he felt Lex’s face nuzzling against his own. 

With anyone else, his first instinct would have been to flinch and get ready to defend himself. But with Lex… he could never even dream of even getting anywhere near close to harming him. Not in a million years. All he could do now was let all of the tension in his body get washed away, instead overtaken by butterflies in his stomach and warmth in his heart.

A hug. When was the last time he had been hugged? He’d… he’d surely hugged someone in all those years without Lex, right? He had friends. He had… he had the Board of Directors, he had his fans… those were friends, weren’t they?

Weren’t they?

Oh, fuck it. He was a sad, lonely, self-loathing sack of shit with no friends who hadn’t felt actual honest physical touch with another person for so long that he had almost fucking forgotten what something as simple as a hug felt like.

All that lost time… he should’ve been there for Lex. He should’ve protected him. He failed him. And yet here he was, enveloping him in his arms–or lack thereof–and rubbing circles on his back.

Why?

Why was he still here?

Ramon couldn’t keep it together anymore. He felt like such a pathetic low-life. And thus, the tears began to fall. What he had hoped to hold in as a few gentle sniffles turned into full-on ugly sobbing as he clutched onto Lex for dear life. He wasn’t supposed to see him like this. No one was. But if he had to let his guard down around anyone, he’d rather it be Lex.

Maybe it was okay to be vulnerable. Just this once.

Lex stayed put, his grip on Ramon tightening as he gently rocked him back and forth in his embrace, letting him cry as much as he needed to cry. He held him so close that he could feel Ramon’s heartbeat as if it were his own, and his tail emitted a low, comforting glow as it wrapped around Ramon’s body, providing just a tinge of warmth–a shimmer of security amidst the cold, hard outside world.

They stayed like this for a few minutes–Ramon seemed like he’d been holding that in for a long time–before the sound of sobbing grew quiet, eventually dying down completely. Ramon didn’t even dare move his hand to wipe the remaining tears away. Not like it mattered, anyway–the downpour was still heavy, and it really didn’t make a difference whether he was crying or not. He just wanted to stay like this for a little longer. He needed this right now.

“...I promise,” Lex began, his voice barely above a whisper, “I’m never letting you go, Ramon. Never. Okay?”

Ramon didn’t respond, but his expression softened, and he let out a heavy breath that he didn’t even know he was holding in.

“If… if you’ll have me, I’m yours. Forever. I know I would love nothing more, heh.”

Ramon couldn’t help but crack a weak smile at the way Lex’s words trailed off into a chuckle. He didn’t deserve him. He really didn’t.

“...Lex.”

“Yeah?”

“If… if I had known you were alive, I would’ve–”

Ramon didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence before Lex cut him off with a delicate kiss, gently cupping his cheeks–which only grew hotter and hotter the longer the moment went on. Oh, he had missed this. Having someone love and care for you so unconditionally. It was an incredible feeling. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment for as long as he could, before they both had to break apart to catch their breath. Lex–who was lightly shivering from the coldness of both of their chapped lips, though he didn’t mind at all–planted a small peck on Ramon’s nose, making him emit a low, genuine chuckle for the first time in who knows how long. Lex felt his own face light up in response. He wanted nothing more than for Ramon to be happy. And he felt like the luckiest guy on Earth to be able to be the source of that happiness.

“Ramon… please–don’t dwell on the past, okay? We can’t–we can’t live life like that. We’re in the present now. And we’re together. That’s–that’s all that matters,” Lex cooed, placing his hand on top of Ramon’s–who wasted no time in intertwining their fingers together. “You know, I watched you. All that time when I was in, uh–when I was in hiding. I saw every single one of your shows.”

Ramon snickered, rolling his eyes. Deep down, though, he was genuinely appreciative and flattered–even if he didn’t show it verbally. “Yeah? I’m surprised you tuned in to that stupid shit.”

“...It was kind of stupid, yeah,” Lex couldn’t help but snort. “I just wanted to see you. And–and hey, you did look really cute in that suit.”

“That thing was at least three sizes too small,” Ramon grinned, his face heating up even more at the notion of Lex having missed him that much. His snickering had turned into full-on laughter, making Lex’s heart flutter. And for a moment, he just took in the sight of Ramon in that state; actually smiling and laughing. 

God, he was lucky. 

He shook his head before he got too carried away–though a deep blush continued to coat his cheeks, despite the freezing weather–and stood up to get back on his feet, still holding Ramon’s hand in his, who hopped up alongside him. Lex's tail remained in the same position, however, still enveloping Ramon's body. Letting him know he was loved.

“And speaking of the present–we’ve gotta get out of this rain before, uh–before we catch a cold,” Lex muttered, scanning the environment for any kind of shelter, even if there wasn’t much to make out during the dark evening hours.

“Eden’s cops are on our tail, and your biggest worry is getting a little sick?”, Ramon scoffed– though it was meant lightheartedly–and after a moment, he let out a content sigh, giving Lex’s hand a firm squeeze. Despite the circumstances… he actually felt happy.

“Never change, Lex. Never change.”

[ronzombie]

we've all thought about protective F/O, but where is the representation for F/O who is absolutely pathetic. like, i mean they whimper at the thought of being crossed. F/O who cries and shakes when being confronted.

or even: F/O who thinks they're tough but backs down at the first sign of a fight.

where's my pathetic F/O rep???

[chaoticgouda]

*kicking my feet giggling and making kissy faces but it’s at the most objectively unfuckable and weird character in the entire series*

[violetsareblue-selfships]

thinking about pre-relationship childhood friends to lovers w/ your (romantic) f/o

about random people calling you both 'such a cute couple' only for one of you to protest that you're just friends [they give you a knowing look, clearly not believing a word you say]

about looks that linger a little too long, things that are decidedly not as platonic, but it's like the other is a magnet, you can't look away until the other catches you. one (or both) of you getting flustered when you get caught - no matter how faintly it shows

about waking up in the morning, cuddled close -- something that's usually so common (or at least familiar from sleepovers as kids), but something about seeing their face all peaceful, the sunlight on their face looking so pretty making your heart race and causing you to grow flustered [whether internally or externally] [and vice versa for when your f/o wakes up first]

proship/comship DNI

[angelbitezzz]

Hey Sans, are those… holes in ur hands??

Angel suddenly lurches out of view, and there are fading footsteps. Then the faint, distinct sound of someone digging through a trash can.

He clicks off the feed.

[gremlem]

so, um. I, hrg, yeah <3