#now this is selfship

[woashi]

I’m ill. Maybe sick in the head.

[kentopedia]

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.”

[viktors-filipina-girlfriend]

How it feelz to have merch of your F/O

"I HAVE YOU NOW"

[vellichorsdesire]

f/o(s) that genuinely cannot comprehend that you love them, at first, because it seems too good to be true… them trying to process every one of your affections, not knowing how to reciprocate or respond to your sweet words or actions maybe. whatever you do with them, even the smallest things, stays in their head for hours and hours afterwards. catching them staring a little too long or being spaced out in general from all of the thoughts of you just running in their head. all those reassurances you give them that eventually make them learn that this love really is real, finding themself hesitating a little more less, growing more and more comfortable… they wonder if you know they love you this much, too

[miutonium]

PPG ZOMG 💗

[stoneshipper]

when I first started self-shipping: maybe this character would like me back. we’re sorta dating. oh, and maybe I’d be friends with this character? they might find me annoying…

me now: this character would always have my back. we’re friends until the end of the line. multiple characters have unrequited crushes on me. my f/o has dedication to me like no one’s seen before. we’re madly in love. we’re best friends. we’re soulmates. it’s even deeper than that.

[rotruff]

oughhh ..... waking up in the middle of the night or just a little too early and your f/o groggily tugging you back into place with some little half-coherent words of encouragement. call them selfish, but they'll take the label with no complaint if it means they get to have you lie down at their side just a while longer. the tired little motions they go through to try and make sure that you're able to fall back asleep before they let themself do the same, whether that be tracing shapes along your skin in gentle little gestures or even humming, they're putting the effort in even though sleep might be clinging onto them like a 2 ton weight.

[moon-and-stars-selfship]

Anyone: "Why do you ship yourself with fictional characters?"

Me:

~~No Pr0sh1p~~

[seaside-lovers-archive]

when you want to dream of your f/o but you have nightmares instead

no proship

[solitaireships]

Shout out to the selfshippers who can't and/or struggle to gush about their f/os. Whether it's because you feel like people are annoyed and don't want to hear it, or you just can't find the words to do so. Not being able to gust about your f/o doesn't mean you love them any less, and they love you regardless of if you can gush about them or not

[startixx]

yah ya ya yah

these are also in order from oldest to most recent so soso soososhshsrrrggtg

[warper-in-training]

Shout out to men who play Obey me!

Shout out to trans men who play Obey me!

Shout out to mascs who play Obey me!

Shout out to cisgender men who play Obey me!

Shout out to intersex men who play Obey me!

Shout out to men who play Obey me and selfship with the male characters!!

Shout out to men who play Obey me and selfship with the female characters!!

Shout out to men who play Obey me who don't ship with anyone at all!!

Shout out to all of us. we've seen some shit.

Terfs/radfems/"mEn DnI" gtfo.

[v1-kisser]

Proship dni for my comfort thanks.

I feel like everyone portrays F/Os as these romantic, perfect all around lovers, and while that's all well and good! I prefer F/Os who are flawed, who don't always say the right things. Who can sometimes be petty or selfish. F/Os who have a habit of seeing conflict as a contest on who can talk the loudest, instead of a conversation. F/Os who run out of patience sometimes and have to go cool off mid-conversation, even if they're right. F/Os who struggle to communicate their emotions.

I find comfort in the idea of a relationship where mistakes like that are allowed and given room to breathe. A relationship where, no matter what the conflict is, the walls eventually come down. Maybe it takes hours, maybe days until you're both calm enough to work it out. Maybe it takes several conversations to solve it, but each end in Hey. I love you. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

You're not perfect, and neither is your F/O. That's okay. That can be beautiful, too. There's not a hug that's more comforting than the firm, tearful one after reaching mutual understanding. Knowing that you didn't mess it up too much, you didn't break things permanently. You couldn't if you tried. They missed you... and you've got some serious affection to catch up on.

[yinyuedijun]

it's not like u can actually achieve intimacy with a fictional character but I really feel like you can achieve something close through writing a full narrative from their pov. getting into a character's head and understanding all the intricacies of their thought processes and feelings, to the point where you can write it so convincingly that it feels real to your audience and therefore also you..... it's the greatest fuel for full-on delulu behaviour where you can conceive of them as a full person with desires and insecurities. does anyone else feel this???? or am I just crazy

[vellichorsdesire]

imagine your f/o(s) looking at your peaceful face while you’re asleep and just thinking at that quiet moment that you both truly are meant for each other. that they wouldn’t have this any other way, that their heart is just so incredibly full of you to the point where they could never imagine their life without you. they don’t think they could ever find this much peace and comfort with someone that isn’t you. though you and them might go through some hard times, they just know that they’re meant to be with you and you’re meant to be with them no matter what

[beautiifulprincessdisorder]

god i was reading through some of the world stars chapters just so i could get screenshots of him and😭😭😭😭oh my god i actually love him so much words actually cant describe it ive been gushing over him to my friends all day