#Canon Character x Fiction character

[j3tstr1ke]

My TF OC Jetstrike x Buzzstrike cuz they’re cutie patooties…..

They are like golden retriever (Jet) and black cat (Buzz) 🫶

‼️Credits to the person who made the reference‼️

[kimiko24]

girl help I can't escape I need them

[rattlebear25]

“Lilith left me, Eve too. But you, Lute… you stayed by my side until the end.”

His death made me feel empty inside

[stellaeerrantes]

"I'm not obsessed with this character anymore, therefore I don't like them as I used to"

No.

The reason you're not obsessed anymore is because your obsession has turned into something's more strong; love. They're not 24/7 in your mind, because they'll be forever in your heart.

You'll be obsessed with many characters, yes, some obsessions will fade, but those whom you really adore will always be with you.

So stop being so anxious, okay? Here's some cake :)

[sunflawyer]

hey selfshippers, its okay to feel insecure sometimes. there are days when we feel like we dont deserve our f/os love, and thats okay. but please dont let it bring you down.

you looked up at them, eyes glistening with tears. "Do you ever wonder if... I mean, if you're truly happy with me? If I'm really the one you want to be with?"

they pulled you into their arms, their thumb gently brushing away a tear you hadn't realized had fallen. "Hey, listen to me," they began, their voice earnest and steady.

"You are my one and only. The day I met you, my life changed forever. You bring me joy, laughter, and love every single day. I can't imagine my life without you, and I don't want to."

their lips met your forehead and lingered there, "I love you," they whispered, "whether you believe it or not, I love you."

[cocofawn]

do you ever so vividly imagine your fﾉo, it’s almost as if they were really there . . ?

you envision the curve of their spine, the slope of their shoulders, the contours of their face. 

the memory of their features is seared into the backs of your eyelids, burned into your mind. every detail is ingrained into your memory, from the exact shade of their hair to the precise angle of their nose.

you can recite the length and breadth of their form, the height of their stature, the weight of their limbs. you know the number of freckles on their skin, the width of their eyes, the length of their lashes. 

as you continue to slip deeper into your fantasy, you can hear their voice— you can, yes. the tone and timbre of their speech, the inflections in their words. you can recall their laughter, the sound ringing in your ears, the cadence reverberating in your chest.

you can even smell the faint traces of their perfume, the lingering scent of their shampoo, the heady aroma of their soap.

you can taste the kisses you conjure up in your mind, the sweetness of their lips . . or perhaps their saltiness.

they're there, they are real. you can sense them, you can feel them, you can reach out and touch them. and yet, they aren't, and you can't.

does anyone else feel this way, too . . ? does anyone else know what it's like, to have an imaginary companion, an ethereal lover, a spectral mate . . ?

[comfort-character-central]

A REMINDER THAT YOU DON'T NEED TO CHANGE ANYTHING TO BE ENOUGH FOR YOUR F/O! YOU ARE WORTH IT TO THEM AND BEING YOURSELF IS ALL THEY EVER WANT, BECAUSE THEY LOVE YOU! EVEN WITH FLAWS, INSECURITIES, AND IMPERFECTIONS, YOU ARE THE PERFECT FRIEND/PARTNER/FAMILY MEMBER/LOVER/BESTIE FOR THEM!!!!!!!

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Lackadaisy Enrichment

[kimiko24-art]

Vent from a ficto I take my relationship with my f/o very seriously. As a non-sharing selfshipper and fictosexual, I consider them my real partner. But it's difficult navigating the real world when everyone expects the norm from you. Most of the time people don't understand, and sometimes they judge. I mentioned this before but: The only downside to being a ficto is that no matter how much you want it to be possible, your f/o can't participate in real world activities with you. I can't invite my f/o out on a coffee date to meet my friends and family. I always wonder how much fun it would be to go on a double date or do couple activities all together with friends.. but then I remember that my partner isn't physically here and it's hard sometimes.

(Also, selfshipping and fictosexuality go hand in hand, but they are not inherently the same thing. Ficto does not equal selfshipping and vice versa.)

Disclaimer(s): This isn't directed at anyone in particular. Ship however you like guys. Just feeling a little down right now love you guys.

[burning-spyce]

Kicking this crk centered blog with some doodles n concept art. It’s been a long while since I’ve been active in the fandom and I don’t have art of my old ocs, but there’s lots I hope to share!

main (@hastugorath)

[rattlebear25]

I finished it finally yay! 😄

Small Comic of 4 pages about Lute reunited with Sinner Adam. They are so cute, i love that Lute is a small birdie compared to her boyfriend ☺️

This comic is based on a hypothetical 2/3 Season of Hazbin Hotel where Lute returns in Hell as the Exorcist Leader to exterminate Sinners like usual. During the hunt, she discovered a pleasurable surprise…

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[sunflawyer]

a gentle reminder for selfshippers that are currently feeling down — alone, upset, disappointed, hollow...

— your f/o is always there for you.

they will never, ever, leave you. you may feel like you're failing, like you're not doing enough, like no one cares... but they do. they care about you more than anything, more than everything.

even if they're not someone who can express their feelings well, they will make sure you know they're always ready to be your safe haven. they will hold your hand, rest your head on their shoulder, and just... keep you safe.

if they're shy, they will write to you. they will pour all of their feelings for you, so that you can read it over and over again. or if they're cheerful, they will distract your mind by making you laugh until you're both breathless.

— your f/o is always there for you where you can just be yourself.

[floredaqueen]

𝔹𝕃𝕌ℝ𝔹 18+

♡𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞♡

The first time Nova did it was for shock factor. Not only for those around them, but to make a point to the older guy in front of her. The point in question was that she could care less. It didn't matter who was around. Her actions and intentions were always clear and concise. It was what she wanted to do, and no one was going to persuade her away from her decisions.. and what she wanted to do was kiss him.

Eddie's dark eyes widened in response to the warm feeling of Nova's soft lips clinging to his. It gave him pause, a short circuit reboot if you will. Then he just melted from the sweet taste of watermelon from her lip gloss. When she pulled back, though, she didn't expect him to lean in again. It was in need, like he's been aching for that kind of touch from her ever since they met. She happily obliged, a dramatic moan leaving her mouth as she captured his lips once more in a needy kiss, leaning into the warmth of his hands and on her neck and jawline.

What she didn't expect next was to feel his calloused hands grip her face, squeezing her with the want to do more than just kiss her. She could feel it, too. He wasn't that close, but he was close enough for her to feel was he was packing in his pants.. as well as the heat radiating from his lower stomach. This went on for a moment, his mouth opening in confidence and desire to feel her do the same.. until his breath was weak, and his eyes were hazy.

"See you after school?" The socialite asked him, watching his face go from hot to bewildered in a second. He pointed to himself, and then her while blabbering on about the 'why'. Nova explained it as simply as she could. With her own as voice lingered so sweet for him, and her dainty, manicured hands finding his rougher ones.

"Because I want to kiss you some more.. at your place preferably," Nova half joked before she leaned in for one last teasing peck on his lips. Then she was gone, leaving Eddie to watch as he hips sway so prettily until she was out of his sight... until that evening.

That evening consisted of warming him up again, chatting about his favorite bands, both of their haircare routine, and where he gets his weed. After that, all it took was some funny jokes and a quick hit of said weed to get them all over each other again.

It ended up with Nova in Eddie's lap, her hands all in his fluffy dark locks while his gripped the plush of her ass. She didn't move, though. The only movement she made was to press hot open-mouth kisses down to his collarbone and back up against his jawline. All the while, his throbbing, long length pulsing against her snug walls aching to spill another load inside the already filled condom.

Up until this point, the cheerleader was too distracted by making the super senior melt under her touch to notice until he uttered breathlessly how close he was again. Only then did she lift herself off of her boy toy, watching his face wince as he slowly but surely escaped her gushy trap. With a soft pop of his tip being released, Nova whimpered, the jolt against her yearning walls causing her to gushing in reaction.

"Fuck, you're so pretty," The delinquent would groan, his chocolate brown hues boring into the sexy sight. He's had a few exciting sexual escapades, but never none like this with anyone like her. Everything she did was exhilarating, pushing him to the limit with her touch, gaze or soft needy sounds.

She responded with a soft smile, her lips then attaching to his pulsing crown. With a grunt, Eddie spilled once more into the overwhelmed condom, a soft yelp escaping Nova's plush lips as she flinched back. Her foxy gaze hovered over the sight, leaning over after only to press more soft pecks to his face and neck. All the while her hand gripped the base of his cock, listening to the moans as she applied a few strokes before pulling off the used condom.

"So.. how was that for a makeout sesh?" She asked with a silly smirk as she watched him sit up with a sated grin.

"It'll be better when I make you come too"

"And how do you know I didn't?" She questioned, tilting her head teasingly.

"Because you barely made a sound..." The DM started, leaning to plan a soft kiss on her lips, lingering away before he pulled back.

"..and with the way you were moaning when you first sat on my dick, I'm sure I'd have you doing a lot more than just whimpering,"

His proclamation had the popular gal scheming with a grin. Once again, she crawled atop his lap, smothering him in her sticky sweet presence.

"You wanna test that theory, 'Freak'?" She felt out with a hoping smile, relaxing into his torso as she felt the grasp of his arm around the small of her waist. Eddie looked her down, his big brown hues stationary on the girl in his lap before he form a big grin himself.

"Only one way for me to find out,"

♡

[the-ramshackle-prefect]

rollo haters dont go after fellow honest bc he has pretty privilege...

[ehrmantrautpup]

The stargazing trend with me and Mike 🌠