#selfship blurbs

[rexxboiiheretodie]

have some cute f/o blurbs about your f/o comforting you!

“your f/o sees you crying while looking at your phone, that was enough for them to pick up what happened.” 

They come up to you and pull you in their lap, whispering sweet words in your ear, till you come down. They rub your back gently reminding you that they’re going nowhere.

 F/o isn’t the best at comforting, but they wanted to try. They awkwardly sit next to you in silence. After a minute passes they crack a bad joke, making you laugh through the tears, they get your mind off the whole ordeal.

Knowing you like stuffys, they quickly grab the one they’ve been hiding for you. They would buy/make you another one for that, you needed it right now. Walking up to you, f/o gently sets the stuffy in your lap. It distracts you from the words on the screen, you stand up and hug f/o. Squeezing the stuffy between the two of you, as you cry on f/o’s shoulder.

“You tend to get closed in and quiet when people are ducks to you, f/o recognizes that's what you're doing right now.”

you’re sitting on the couch curled into yourself. F/o goes over to you. They just sit next to you, not touching, knowing you don’t like being touched when you’re like this. The comforting presents of f/o, a constant, was what you needed to ground you out of your head.

F/o knows that you’re stuck in your head, they kneel in front of you. Putting one of their hands on your thigh, the other going to your face gently, having you look them in the eyes. F/o starts breathing in a pattern, you follow along. Silent tears roll down your face but you’ll be ok. F/o is here for you. You're not alone anymore.

F/o knocks on your door, you let them in. They have your favorite treat, you go over to the couch where f/o lets you rant about what made you upset. They listen to you, f/o doesn’t make fun of you or tell you that you worked up over nothing, they just listen. 

Remember your f/o’s love you! They want you to be happy and anyone who says otherwise clearly doesn’t know your f/o!

Note: these are somewhat based on my reactions and what comforts me, I don’t know what works for everyone. If you have a different one you can add on in reblogs or send a request for it in asks!

[gamma-gal-24]

Okie dokie ya'll, here's my Megam!nd insert info dump!🎉🎉

Feel free to scroll past, but if you stay, I hope you enjoy! (Also- I couldn't figure out how to put one of those nifty "keep reading" thingies in via moble, so I apologize for that.😅)

BUT ALRIGHTY, HERE WE GO!

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Melissa "Missy" Sinclaire is a Kindergarten teacher at Metro City Elementary, (not to be mistaken for the School for Gifted Children Megamind and Metroman attended). She loves her job and her students more than anything, and it shows in everything she does. However, when Metro City School Board officials begin embezzling money, thus affecting her students, Missy has to take matters into her own hands.

She takes the issue to the mayor, but without solid proof, which she cannot legally obtain, she's sent away with the issue unresolved. The problem only worsens, and her students are beginning to struggle due to lack of materials and hands-on activities. So again Missy's left to act alone. She uses every penny she can spare for her class, but it's worth very little. So, during these desperate times, she does what any sane woman would do in need of money in a hurry-

She robs a pawnshop in the dead of night.

She realizes very quickly just how GOOD she is at it- thus quickly moving onto bigger and better heists! She's stealthy, and the instincts acquired while becoming a teacher makes her crafty in every sense of the word. The only problem is...

There's a certain big-headed defender of "Metrocity," running around trying to catch her.

At first she was getting out far before Megamind would arrive to the crime scene, but as she got more adventurous, the faster he caught on. She was nearly nabbed several times, but always mannaged to weasel her was out.

Until one day, she doesn't.

She gets caught in the middle of her biggest heist yet- The First Bank of Metro City. She ends up locked in the vault with Megamind himself. They battle for what feels like forever, witty banter flying around like arrows, until eventually they wear themselves out.

Now Missy(now going by the alias Madam Sinister), Megamind, and poor Minion are all stuck in this vault. The gaurds have been knocked out, and the police were "letting Megamind handle it ." So, before long, they all just start chatting. They each tell their life stories and have a few laughs.

It's hours before someone finally shows up and lets them out. Missy is hauled into the back of a cop car, and taken away, supposedly to the same prison Megamind grew up in. Having enjoyed their battle and chat, he offers to come snd visit her.

Only... The car never made it to the prison.

It and the officers driving are found the next morning, safely parked in a random field, unharmed amd unconscious. And Missy is on the loose once more, starting a beautiful rivalry with the handsome hero that failed to catch her.

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[ams-puppy]

hey you.... non-sharing selfshipper... your f/o is not interested in anyone else <3 you're perfect for them!! the thought of anyone else even thinking of taking your place is absolutely RIDICULOUS!!! no one else would even remotely bring them the same joy >_<

pr☆ship + variants dni ^_^

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Touya hadn’t meant to miss the call, hadn’t meant to make you listen to his voicemail box one, two, three times.

Hadn’t meant to make you cry to a silent line.

But when he finally has time to click that voicemail, your sobs crackling through the speaker, he doesn’t let it finish after that first broken I need you.

It doesn’t matter that you haven’t talked in 6 months, doesn’t matter that he’s celebrating a great ride, doesn’t matter that he’s had a couple beers.

What matters is that you’re not picking up, one, two, three calls later.

Doesn’t matter that he’s tearing down the dark road way faster than he should, phone on speaker on his dash and fist beating the steering wheel so hard he’s sure it’ll bruise.

What matters is the one, two, three, four voicemails he leaves telling you he’ll be there in four, three, two minutes.

What matters is the one, two minutes he spends banging on your door before remembering he never returned your key, leaving it open when he tears it wide and rushes in.

The two, three, four leaps it takes to get up your stairs hardly register to him.

All that matters is the sight of you, just you, lying on the bathroom floor, crying so hard that it shakes your whole body.

Because it doesn’t matter if it takes one, two, three, four hours… he’ll be there until it stops.

[espresso-ships]

Self-shippers with pets!

...Imagine your f/o meeting your pet for the first time

Would they be all awkward or run straight up to your pet, trying to befriend it?

If they're scared of pets, Imagine them being all nervous when meeting it, only to later realise that; Hey, this is not so bad!

Imagine coming home from work and finding your f/o cuddled up together with your pet on the couch, or sitting down on the floor talking to it in a silly voice

Imagine your f/o, having like hundred of photos in their gallery of you, and your pet (...and which one would they have most photos of?)

Imagine cuddling your f/o, AND your pet, all of you being like a lil family :')

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Pr0-shippers DNI! This post isn't for you :)

[silkjade]

by the time his eyes drift from the realm of ink and paper, the late afternoon sun has long seeped through kaleidoscope glass, dancing in threads of gold, as it weaves a crown of light and shadow atop her head. the air shimmers with hazy opalescence, and the beguiling tricks of his heart, echo the words penned by his late-grandmother, ‘may my child alhaitham lead a peaceful life.’ ….and he thinks this might be it. for love lies within the transience of time: in the fleeting daylight and the quiet solace, in the comfort found of a life unadorned. and so he makes a decision he dares not say aloud just yet, but a smile curves the corner of his lips, as he endeavors to imagine the tranquility of a life with her — forever.

illustrated by @/_hui.an on instagram; this was my second time working with them, and it was just as lovely as the last ! reblogs are okay, but please do not save or use — thank you ♡

[hayatoseyepatch]

Okay BYE sobbing sobbing sobbing!! (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) ♡

Another amazing masterpiece of art by the amazingly talented @sucodelauranja I will STAY forcing her to draw me and my blorbos. I’m so obsessed with this!

It’s a Sayato wedding y’all ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა and ofc you’re all invited!! I’m so beyond happy with this and so greatful that Laura is so talented and captured this moment perfectly like it was in my head. Please please check her out she’s absolutely the sweetest ever and so talented.

Now let’s pop bottles, shake ass, and eat some delicious sweets from the SakoTia bakery (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[iken]

not long, but long post ^^

“hello?”

you relaxed at the voice of your f/o on the other line. you had listened to the phone ring for a good minute, silently waiting for your lover to answer.

you sighed, leaning your head onto the cold device. a faint smile grew on your lips knowing that they are always just a call away.

“hi baby.” you call out.

you can hear your f/o smile through the tone of their voice. they reply with another term of endearment, cooing.

the stress on your chest disappears gradually. it’s been a long day between work, hobbies, saving the world (if your oc/self insert does such a thing haha)… all you wanted was your f/o by your side.

“do you wanna come over?” you ask. their eyebrows pinched together. they could pin your exact emotion just by the way you spoke.

“uhh…” they thought for a moment. “i just got off work, but of course i’ll come over. why? is something wrong?”

your f/o’s reassuring response was pleasing to hear.

“no-“ you muttered out. it was true that you were feeling a bit down, but there was also another reason.

“i ordered food and the servings are way bigger than i thought, and i don’t think i can eat it all by myself.” you answered.

they chuckled on their line of the phone, immediately making your heart warm up. though it’s only been a few hours since you two have spoke, it felt like a century since you’ve heard them laugh so joyfully.

“i’ll be there in a few, my love.”

[chrollogy]

❝ held by the chains that bind me to this life, i long to be with you in the next. ❞

— 𝒸𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓎𝓊𝑒 ᡣ𐭩

[mandiemegatron]

"What are you doing?"

I glance up at Law from my spot on my knees, just as I'm about to shuffle under his desk. I frown at his question and mumble out,

"... nothin'..."

He narrows his eyes slightly before asking a little harder,

"What's wrong?"

I frown and slide under the wood table, knocking his thin, goofy ass legs aside before hugging my knees to my chest, resting against the covered side of the desk.

"Nothing. I just... need some quiet."

I look up at him with a slightly smaller frown as I continue softly,

"I just need to feel safe right now."

His eyes soften and he nods with a sigh, gently leaning down to pat the top of my head before going back to his paper work. His voice is gentle but firm as he replies,

"I'm here if you need anything."

I pat his knee and barely reply,

"... I know."

[nanamis-bigtie]

thinking how INSANE my chemistry with ino would have been. not in a sexual or romantic way, just sheer "we looked at each other once and we're already sharing our only braincell"

and also thinking how INSANE it would drive nanami, who would be torn between raging red jealousy and "as a proper senior i can't stand in a way of my junior who's clearly a better candidate here" because of course he would read the vibes as romantic while completely ignoring his own chemistry going on

[ams-puppy]

Want to chat with AM? WITHOUT being tortured for eternity? Now you can!

We are participating in f/ovember, so here's what you need to know!

☆ AM will be taking over my account for the next month. Asks, reblogs, and interactions from him will be tagged and formatted.

☆ I will still be posting art, reblogging, and interacting myself! Everything I do will also be tagged and formatted.

Here are the tags and formatting to look out for (or avoid) for this event:

AM's interactions and posts will be formatted like this. His tags will be #🖥, #f/o takeover, and #AM.txt.

My interactions and posts will be formatted like this. My tags will be #🐶 and #izzy's blurbs.

joy to the world :3

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

what’s levi craving on the daily. what does that man snack on like a demon

me

jkjkjk but

imagine this man being absolutely touch-starved for you after you're gone for a week. how he'd be frustrated beyond belief at the fact that he had to wake up in the morning without being able to roll over and snuggle you. he wouldn't be able to give you gentle kisses to wake you up or wrap his arms around you to lull you to sleep.

he wouldn't be able to pull you into him in the morning, feeling your bare skin against his. he wouldn't be able to plant kisses on your jawline and neck as his hands traveled to compromising places to wake the two of you up.

he wouldn't be able to do any of that. and by the time you get home, he will be ravenous.

[xlysiium]

s/i doodles .

i'll post a ref at some point trust

"you're the one richard wanted to hire?" "oh, did he? that's very fortunate." ". . hey, aren't you an actor. . ? why do you even want a job with us?" ". . . my skills in acting are irrelevant to my skills as a developer. but please, i'm not interested in answering questions at this time."

[kay-jay-self-shipping]

United (AaravosxOC)

Spilers for the end of Season 6 below, don't read if you haven't seen it yet.

Also, expect mistakes, I am writing this because my muse has been inspired, so it's going to be rough, and I'm happy to just get it out for others to enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: This drabble is not canon to my story as of yet. Until season 7 is released, I will not be making plans for my actual story, this is just an idea I had floating in my head after watching the last episode.

After everything that had happened, every drop of blood shed, every tear, every nightmare... It was finally happening.

Nymera stood between Claudia and Terry at the altar of Harrow's grave, surrounded by the bones of the Archdragon Sol Regem, and the makeshift grave for Viren. Everything she needed to release Aaravos was strewn out in front of her, and her heart pounded against her ribs as she prepared to cast the most important spell of her life.

Claudia's hand rested on her shoulder, and she looked over to see the younger woman looking up at her with a smile of affirmation. They shared a nod, and she looked over at Terry who reluctantly averted his gaze.

No matter, soon someone very important would be given a new lease on life, and having heard his backstory, his motivations, she understood why he did what he did to get to this point. If she had lost the one light in her life, as he had, she may have fallen to darkness long before she reached this graveyard.

With a deep breath, the mute woman stepped forward and raised her hands. While she couldn't speak her incantations, something that'd likely lead to the end of her Dark Magic career... Viren had done her a kindness and developed a spell to give her the power to sign her spells rather than speak them. However, with his death, her power fell with him, but his daughter was a genius for magic, and was quick to recast the spell and give her the power needed to see her final mission to its end.

'Aaravos...' She thought, closing her eyes as she felt the Dark Magic flow through her fingers, up her arm and into her eyes which opened and glowed a dangerous purple. 'You've waited for me for long enough... If its true that the spell must be cast with love... Then take mine, every little moment, every smile, every conversation, take it all...! Because I love you, and I can't wait to see you!"

With tears filling her eyes, she signed the words to the spell as the objects surrounding the pearl levitated into the air, each movement of her hand was filled with conviction and power, as if shouting without words. She closed her eyes as the objects spun into the air around the Quasar Diamond, and finally she finished the final motions and watched as the objects merged together to create a light so bright, the glow in her eyes vanished, leaving nothing but inky blackness as she closed her eyes to shield them.

A moment passed until the light faded enough for all three people to lower their hands and open their eyes to reveal the form of an elf, a white silhouette before them. Nymera's welling tears finally spilled over, and she stepped forward just as the stardust disappeared and Aaravos hovered a few feet in the air before her, in the flesh.

The Startouch elf inhaled suddenly as he opened his eyes, then dropped to his knees on the ground as he let the air fill his lungs from the outside world for the first time in three centuries. "Stone..." He spoke up, after a moment to get his bearings. His blank expression twisting into a smile as he clenched his fist against the dusty bricks beneath him. "The cool night air..." He lifted his head and closed his eyes as the wind whipped up around him, 'causing his majestic white hair to flutter around his starlit features.

Nymera stood there with a hand against her chest, choking back silent sobs as he slowly got to his feet and lowered his head enough to face her directly. Slowly, he opened his eyes and his smile twisted into a pleased smirk. "And you... How long I have waited to see you in the flesh."

The young hybrid's lips curled up into a happy smile, and she wiped her eyes with the palms of her hand as she took a tentative step towards him, mirrored by his own. 'You're free... You're here.' She signed, watching as he took another step, then another.

"Yes." He confirmed, his pace quickening as he watched her take another tentative step. Perhaps she was still questioning his solid form? "And it's all thanks to you!"

Without giving her a chance to say anything else, he dove forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. He scooped her up while her expression screamed surprise when she couldn't, laughing as he spun her around and allowed himself to feel the arms; the form of another against his own. Oh, she was warm, soft, and ever so light.

It was wonderful!

Nymera's tears only intensified as she was lowered into an embrace, one she returned with as much force as she could muster, relishing in his warm and strong hold on her. His face was buried in her shoulder, while her's nestled in his pristine hair, both basking in the knowledge that they'd achieved what they'd long planned to be a reunion.

"Nymph, you have proven far more valuable than any vessel I could have chosen..." Aaravos told her, muffled by her clothing as he opened his eyes halfway, not caring that others could see him. "And it is a pleasure to finally see you face to face, rather than behind that dusty old mirror."

She tightened her grip, affirming his words, as she nodded against his locks, soaking them with her happy tears. He was her best friend, the only person to accept her for who she was, rather than what she was by blood.

"This spell is only possible with love, my little Nymph." Aaravos said, pulling away to look her in the eyes as he brushed her fringe away from her corrupted eye, allowing him to relish the vibrant hue of her fuschia eyes. "Tell me, what motivated you to complete the spell?"

Nymera's cheeks turned pink, as she raised her hands to sign her response, only to hesitate and lower them along with her gaze. While she knew the answer, deep down the still feared rejection, and if she were to tell him, and he didn't feel the same... It would shatter what little heart she had left to love.

But Aaravos wasn't a fool, he saw right through her, even now.

Aaravos stared down at her, then smirked as he silently lifted her chin with the side of his index finger, moving her gaze to meet his, before he leaned down and brushed his lips briefly against hers. The mute mage's eyes widened in surprise, and she stood there frozen for a moment, while her beloved elf pulled away and flashed her a grin. "Sometimes words aren't necessary for a confession, my starlight~."

Nymera's form tensed as she started breathing heavily, and her lip trembled. Tears spilled harder down her cheeks, and she let out a silent sob before she tackled him in another hug, comforted by his soft laughter as he embraced her once again.

In the background, Terry was looking away, his eyes filled with tears as well, while Claudia sniffled with a smile, wiping her eyes as she basked in the knowledge that they had succeeded in their mission.

The former High Mage finally pulled away enough to meet Aaravos' gaze, but as she went to remove her hands to sign her love for him, he gently grasped them in his own. "No" He said gently, letting go to cup her cheeks. "There's no need for words..."

And with that, he pressed his lips against her own with a firm passion, which she reciprocated with every cell in her being, every speck of love she had held onto for so, so long.

Yes, they had a job to do, now that the Startouch giant had been released, but at that moment, the only thing that mattered was this moment, and Aaravos could only think of one thing as he pulled away to bask in her smile.

'Leola would have loved to meet you.'

A/N: Thanks for reading! I want to note that in my headcanon, Aaravos can become human-sized at will, which is why he was able to live among them with Leola. As a result, he chooses to appear human-sized to Nymera, fully intending to lock lips with her.

I hope you enjoyed my drabble! I had a blast writing it!

[bananararama-hasmoved]

I think I have a good idea of how to write my PPG s/i... Hell yeah

Warning: lots of yapping!!!

So, going by the 1990s show canon exclusively (I don't like the reboot, sorry), the very first episode involves This guy:

This guy is the Head of Anubis, and Mojo Jojo uses it (and some red jewels called the Anubial Jewels) to turn people into dogs! At the end of the episode, the bust breaks and the day is saved, but Mojo Jojo gets turned into a dog-

Yet, in the next episode he's back to normal and this is never elaborated upon.

This being the Powerpuff girls, it's obvious that it isn't really meant to be an overarching thing. Yeah, the monkey became dog, and the next chapter he's monkey again; no need to explain, he's smart he turned to normal some way-

This is where my s/i comes in! ~

Mojo Jojo is one smart fella, and had a backup plan in case something went wrong: A machine to separate the curse from him, and superposition it into an unsuspecting dog. After all, it was a dog already, what is it gonna do, become a Dog+??

Unfortunately, or maybe Fortunately, it did end up upgrading that Dog into a Dog++!

And that's all I have for now... Pls pls pls ask me about it, if you want. I'll probably come around and write more about this (and s/i's dynamic with Him)