#self insert asks

[cursedmoon-doll13]

‘Imagine Your S/I Was Canon…’ Self-Ship Asks

✍️: Overall, how does the fandom trait you? Are you a beloved character, or hated? Are you popular, or a minor side character? Anything in between?

📝: How would your story in canon go? How would you influence the events of the original story?

🤪: What is your trait that fanon would exaggerate?

🥰: How would someone who loved you portray you?

😡: How would someone who hated you portray you?

👯: What canon character are you most similar to?

🌦️: Would you be accompanied by mostly fluff or angst fanfics? Both? Explain why.

🏷️: What is you and your f/o’s ship name?

❤️: How popular is you x your f/o? Are you a rarepair?

💞: Aside from with your f/o, who else would you commonly be shipped with? Why?

☕️: What are the most common plots of shipping fics between you and your f/o?

🛌: What tropes show up in fics involving your ship?

🪐: What would be your most popular AU and why?

💘: Why would people love your ship? Why would people dislike your ship? How might it start debates?

🙈: Why would your ship be thought of as cute/fluffy? Why would your ship be considered problematic?

🎞️: What ‘canon’ scenes would the fandom point to as evidence for the validity of your ship?

💌: How would your dynamic be portrayed? What might people focus on most? Any misconceptions?

👀: How does your ship with your f/o influence both of your characterisations and the world? Would there be any interesting metas written about your dynamic?

#self ship ask meme #selfship ask game #self ship asks #self ship ask game #self shipping #self ship #self shipping community #self ship community #self insert #self insert asks #self insert ask game

[yuzuru-p]

⭐ assorted selfship ask game! ⭐

🌟 - what does your f/o do to help comfort you about your insecurities? what do you to do comfort them about theirs?

🪽 - imagine an au where your f/o is your guardian angel. what kind of relationship dynamic do the two of you have? are they the type to be more exasperated by your silly actions or protective over you?

✨ - share some headcanons about your f/o! this can be visual headcanons, sexuality or gender, disabilities and neurodivergencies, etc!

🎐 - what does your f/o smell like? is it a natural scent they pick up from their surroundings or is it a scent they get from scented lotions or perfumes/colognes?

💫 - would your f/o be an eldritch horror or a biblical angel? why?

🕊 - would your f/o kill a man for you? how would they do it? would they get caught?

🌙 - what would your f/o's favorite video game genre be? what is their least favorite genre? why for both?

🎂 - how has your f/o changed over the course of the relationship? how have you changed? do either of you miss past things about the other?

🌕 - what kind of fashion subculture would your f/o be partial to and why? do they prefer form over function or function over form?

☁️ - does your f/o like to travel? where are some faraway places they'd like to go with you someday?

💛 - what is something most people consider a flaw of your f/o that you find endearing? why is it that you like that trait?

🍰 - draw a doodle of your f/o! no more than 5 minutes allowed! please practice reblog karma so everyone gets to feel the love! no proship or related communities though please!

#⭐ offerings #self ship ask meme #selfship ask game #self ship asks #self ship ask game #self shipping #self ship #self shipping community #self ship community #self insert #self insert asks #self insert ask game

[zanarkandskylines]

𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔!

⭑˚.⊹ a random assortment of silly questions for your favorite f/o's ♡

🍒 ; what's you and your f/o's go-to meal to cook and/or order for dinner?

🍉 ; if you and your f/o could go to another world or universe, where would you want to go?

🍵 ; on a lazy sunday, what is your favorite activity to do with your f/o?

☕ ; what kind of drink would best resemble your f/o?

💐 ; what’s your favorite season versus your f/o?

🌸 ; what's your f/o's favorite type of flower?

🧸 ; what is a song that reminds you of your f/o anytime you hear it?

🎀 ; what's your f/o's go to style?

👑 ; what book genre would best describe your f/o?

💎 ; what is your f/o’s preferred love language?

tag your faves & can’t wait to read about all your f/os! ♡

#self ship asks #self ship game #fictional other #f/o game #f/o prompts #self ship prompts #ship prompts #selfship ask game #self ship ask game #self shipping #self shipping community #self ship community #self insert #self insert asks #self insert ask game

[moondane-lovers]

F/O Camping Asks-

You and your F/O's go camping!! Yippie!! Have an ask game to flesh out what happened.

🏕️ - What do you and your F/O camp in? A tent? RV? Car? Why? 🗺️ - Where do you go for your camping trip? Somewhere warm? A campsite? What about something more extreme? 🥾 - Activity time! What do you do while camping? Hiking? Fishing? If it's somewhere with a different climate, is beach or snow related fun involved? 🧭 - How did you and your F/O get there? Car? Bus? What about plane or train? How did the journey go and how did you prep? 📅 - How much planning went into the trip? Was it spontaneous or well planned out over a period of time? 🎒- Packing is fun! How much did you pack? Did you or your F/O pack too little, just enough or bring way too much? 🛏️ - What's the sleeping situation during the outing? Sleeping out in nature can be spooky or exciting, regardless of what you stay in! 🏞️ - Does the scenery of your camping location leave an impression on any of you? Perhaps this isn't a sight you usually see, how is it appreciated? 🥖- Food without a kitchen can be a hassle! What do your meals consist of while travelling and camping? Snack foods? Did someone manage to bring along a functional cooktop? This is the perfect excuse to snack on whatever you want from the store... 🦆 - What kind of wildlife is hanging around the campsite and general area? Any nice moments or scares from say... bigger wildlife? 🩹 - Someone has to get hurt or sick, of course. Who slipped and fell or caught something? How do you or your F/O handle it or help one another? 📱- Technology! Are you unplugging for the trip or staying connected to your gadgets? Game systems? 🏠 - Time to go back home! How was the trip and was it enjoyed? Are you and your F/O happy to be home? Did you bring back any souvenirs?

PS: Perform reblog karma or I will uh. Eat your loose change. Send an ask to whoever you reblogged this from please! It only takes a second and will make someone's day- mine included!

#self ship ask meme #selfship ask game #self ship asks #self ship ask game #self shipping #self ship #self shipping community #self ship community #self insert #self insert asks #self insert ask game #pluto's stuff

[frecklystars]

As a fellow Ken-lover, can I ask what was the thing that made you fall for him? Was there a moment that did it or just spontaneous?

Oh... I love this question. Thank you for asking. It was definitely on sight. Immediate. He made me laugh, and in the same moment he made me feel so... safe. It was the first time I felt safe with any character in a really, really long time.

The first time I watched the Barbie movie I was really struggling at first, my ptsd was nearly impossible for me to ground myself from at the time and I was so, so utterly miserable. I was abused for several months during a time when I was heavily suicidal, this person had ruined self shipping for me knowing that I relied on it to survive, and had also completely destroyed my special interest in the process. I was grieving, I was such a wreck without my F/Os. I could not self ship with anyone no matter how hard I tried. I could not enjoy anything at all, my depression was stronger than ever and my ptsd prevented me from thinking about anything other than my abuser and my trauma. My insomnia was worse than ever because I'd jolt awake from nightmares constantly; I still do, not as bad as before, but it's still hard. I had never felt worse in my entire life. but I still wanted to try to see the Barbie movie because I had been looking forward to it since the first trailer was released, and I didn't want my abuser's actions to prevent me from seeing it. Pink used to be one of my major ptsd triggers at the time, but I was so desperate to fight that anxiety, because I knew I wanted to add Barbie and Ken to my F/O list.

I thought "I'll just add them to my F/O list but I won't actually do anything about it, I won't be able to draw or write anything because I'm so numb, I'm incapable of feeling loved by characters"... but I still wanted to go see it, I guess just to prove to myself that I could do it, even if I thought it would be a train wreck. I thought maybe I'd be lucky if I could make it through 20 minutes. I did not expect to sit in the theater the entire time, not once did I feel the urge to leave. I did not expect to ENJOY it. I don't know how to describe it in any other way than I was like a zombie, a dead person barely going through the motions, eating and drinking and breathing but not really living for over a year, and suddenly the Barbie movie breathed some life back into me. I could literally feel myself healing in those 2 hours, it wasn't like I was cured or anything but I was smiling so much that my face was sore. and I thought, wow, it's been so long since I've smiled. and I really believe it was Ken who helped me the most. I would not have had such a strong reaction to the movie if Ken wasn't a part of it.

When Ken showed up ... I don't know, I got so distracted because he was making me laugh so much. I love Barbie, I love all of my F/Os in that film, but it was Ken who kept making me laugh, not just his lines but his expressions would send me into giggling fits. and I was able to let my guard down and feel safe. Safety is so foreign to me and gentleness is so rare for me, to find it in any character again felt like the biggest flood of relief. I had spent months isolated with someone who kept telling me repeatedly how my favorite characters would love to hurt me, would love to abuse me... so for over a year I've been looking at characters feeling conditioned to believe I can't feel safe with any of them. But Barbie, but Ken, but Allan... I saw all these characters and I thought, wow, I could feel at home here. Ken at the beach, Ken at the dance party, Ken showing up in Barbie's car, Ken in his western outfit, Ken doing a fist pump, Ken "drinking" beer at his Mojo Dojo Casa House, Ken dancing -- every moment he was on screen either made me laugh, or made me think "what the fuck am I watching?"

It was the first time I laughed in a really long time. It was the first time I enjoyed anything at all in a really long time. And when the movie ended, I didn't feel as tense with the pink trigger anymore, among a couple other triggers that normally used to wreck me... and I realized "oh, I didn't get any anxiety attacks at all even though there was a trigger on screen 24/7..." and when I went to see the movie a second time, I wasn't even very aware of seeing so much pink. I was just so in love with Ken and I was so grateful he was making me laugh, breathing life back into me when I was empty for so long. The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time I saw the movie, I don't think I even noticed pink. And now I can watch the full thing without even really remembering that pink was ever a trigger at all bc I'm so desensitized to it. I still have some moments where it bothers me but it only lasts for a few seconds, and yet it still doesn't, like, destroy me anymore. I wouldn't have wanted to see the movie so often if it wasn't for me missing Ken and wanting to see him again and again and again. And he's so... he's so devoted, he's so kindhearted, I couldn't help but think that if I loved him, he'd surely love me to. I feel it, deep in my chest, I know he loves me. I haven't felt so sure of a self ship since Starscream was taken from me. It's so refreshing to look at a character with hearts in my eyes and know for a fact that he'd return that same gaze, maybe even more so.

It's so funny that I walked into that theater thinking "this movie is going to be so hard for me to get through and I'm going to exit the theater feeling as numb as always", because I spent months trying to throw myself at anything that could give me joy and nothing ever worked. Old interests, nothing. Newer shows I tried for the first time, nothing. New F/Os, old F/Os, absolutely nothing pulled me out of that pit until goddamn Ken Carson of all characters opened his mouth and made me laugh. Made my heart start beating again.

So yeah, that's it... he makes me laugh, and that laughter melts into a feeling of complete safety. Ken is safe. He's so safe. He's the first character that made me feel loved and protected after I'd been abused. He's holding my hand through all of my most awful days and I know he's got me. I don't know how long this hyperfixation will last but I'm so grateful for every second of it. I love him so much ;-; I owe him everything.

#anonymous #asks #self insert asks #SORRY MY REPLY WAS LONG i get emotional when i think about this movie and what it's done for me #thank you for asking that was so nice of you 🥺🥺 #💕 I'll fight for you!! - ̗̀🐎🏖️✨ ̖́- #i wish i could write greta gerwig a thank-you letter or something #do ppl even write fan mail anymore??

[all4theluvoflizzy]

5 and 12 for your Austin Powers S/I!

- @reeselovesfoblog

Thanks for the ask!

5. does your self insert have any special powers or abilities?

Charms and persuasion are her strong suits! She can negotiate with even the most stubborn of femme fatales or enemy spies!

12. how would the fandom view your character?

I'd like to believe she'd be one of the most highly favored Powers Girls! 😉

#self insert asks #asks #💕catching up on fun

[asirensrage]

Self-insert reaction game.

Blade (if you know the movies) - 2 when we meet the Blood Pack

BLADEEEEEE

me trying to figure out how I can avoid being caught by vampires. Again. While the chaos is going on around me...:

Send me a fandom and I’ll reply with what I think my legit reaction would be if I walked into it.

#lol #I'm out to avoid disaster and death #I'm jsut going to hide in a corner #self insert asks #burnincrown

[mystic-monkey-express]

9, 10 and 12, dealers choice!

@soft-citrus-central

My face is still numb from the dentist so you get both Veselko and Corvo

VESELKO:

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

If we exclude Viktor cuz he’s a love interest that started off as a friend. Probably Ikon(my OC), Shinra and Arthur.

Shinra and Arthur cuz she ends up getting dragged into a lot of their spats and adventures. Usually against her will cuz they end up accidentally dragging her with them. They enjoy having somebody who will try to settle their arguments but at the cost of her sometimes trying to prolong their arguments for the sake of entertainment.

Ikon cuz she constantly gets hurt and therefore she spends a lot of time in the medic bay and getting check ups to make sure she’s not going to keel over from her body being stressed. Ikon was also the one who convinced Veselko to join the 8th and until more people joined Veselko’s job was basically to protect Ikon and Iris from infernals.

Veselko has even aided Ikon on trying to gain Benimaru’s forgiveness as well.

10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?

The majority of everybody was simultaneous “Why?” But also a simultaneous “of course why not.”

Nobody is surprised, it makes sense.

Hibana is more upset over it but eventually ends up being like “somebody needs to love that little parasite I guess.”

12. how would the fandom view your character?

I feel like the fandom would probably see Veselko as an asshole and nuisance cuz of her constant teasing. Like she’s not depicted as a bad person but as a loveable prankster.

Or however the BSD fandom sees Dazai other than carnally

CORVO:

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

It would be Lupin with Jigen as a extremely close second.

I know I said this in another ask but while Corvo would get revenge for anybody in the gang, there’s only two people she’d jump off a cliff for in some attempt to save. Those two being Goemon and Lupin. In Missed By a Dollar Corvo almost jumps out off the helicopter in a desperate attempt to save Lupin but was stopped by Jigen.

Corvo, while she denies it, does feel like she owes a lot to Lupin. Lupin is the reason why she’s alive both literally and figuratively. He indirectly gave her a will to live and instead of living her life as an emotionless husk with a death wish she now gets to laugh and have fun as well as have a reason to live. She enjoys doing and planning stupid heists with him. She also probably spends the most time with Lupin since she usually follows him around to scheme.

10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?

“Really?? You’re finally dating??? Good for you good for you! Never thought you two would do it!”

There’s only surprise that it’s finally been done. They’ve all expected Goemon and Corvo to die with never telling each other how they feel OR randomly stumble across them happily married and with a random child.

There is not in between only one or the other in their eyes.

12. how would the fandom view your character?

I feel like the fandom would probably depict Corvo more mean and hot headed then she actually is fjejrks. To be fair she does threaten to beat Lupin a lot as well as intimidate people whenever she’s annoyed with them. So it’s warranted but still nrjfjejr

ASK GAME HERE

#si: Amber Veselko #si: Amber Corvo #self insert asks #self insert community #lupin iii oc #Lupin si #fire force oc #fire force si #soft-citrus-central

[selfindulgentfandomstuff]

6-12 for Emmet next!!

HII CICI!!! <33

6. does your self insert have any pets?

Emmett doesn't have any pets, officially, but they do take in injured animals pretty regularly so if one went into their apartment there's a pretty solid chance you'd find one or two creatures residing there at any time! I guess Daisy the opossum is the closest animal to a pet Emmett has seeing as she lives there permanently (she is unable to be released back into the wild due to some congenital birth defects)!!

Extra: Emmett was worried, at first, about how Daisy and Murdoc would get along but both are menaces to society so they hit it off lol

7. would any other characters (besides your f/o) have a crush on your self insert?

YES BC IM SUPER HOT/j/lh

Nah but fr, I did make it canon to my selfship AU that Mac used to have a crush on Emmett when they were studying together at MIT! He doesn't anymore and they are just good close friends now! At the time, Emmett was just starting to come to grips with their gender identity and transitioning to a male aligned gender. And while MacGyver supported Emmett of course, it also made his crush on them a little weird for him and helped him come to terms with his own bisexuality! It was the first time he'd ever liked someone who wasn't a woman and it was definitely a little eye opening for him haha!! He never told Emmett until years later when they were drunk and chatting one night after a mission. The two had a good laugh about it and moved on without any strife!

Tldr; Emmett is MacGyver's bisexual awakening lol

8. what is your self insert’s orientation?

Gender: transmasculine nonbinary/demiguy

Sexuality: bisexual (male lean)

Romantic: biromantic (male lean)

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

Definitely MacGyver and their other coworkers at the Phoenix Foundation! Mac's friends became Emmett's friends very quickly too!! There's a certain comradery in sharing a secret as profound as their jobs with each other and each other alone!

10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?

Angus 'Mac' MacGyver: not thrilled about the fact that one of his closest friends has chosen to get into a relationship with the man initially sent to kill him, that man being Murdoc, ofc; more chilled out about it though than most of the others, especially when Murdoc starts working for the Phoenix Foundation (off the books ofc, can't have a former assassin as an official employee); he isn't over the moon about the relationship but Emmett clearly is in love and he wouldn't be a good friend if he stood in the way of that

Jack Dalton: NOT A FUCKING FAN OF IT; bro is NOT happy about this at all; even after Murdoc starts consulting for the Foundation, he still doesn't trust Murdoc in the slightest and is convinced that Murdoc will end up betraying them and moreover, hurting Emmett; pretty much always ready to clock Murdoc in the face if the opportunity arises

Riley Davis: super suspicious of Murdoc's intentions with Emmett; may or may not have implanted spyware into Murdoc's phone to monitor his text conversations with Emmett; much to her surprise, all of them are actually...really sweet?

Wilt Bozer: scared shitless tbh; the first time he met Murdoc was when he'd broken into Bozer and Mac's shared house to kill Mac; Bozer is terrified of Murdoc as a person but tentatively accepting of the relationship seeing as he seems so...different when he's around Emmett, so ... tame, almost?

Matilda 'Matty' Webber: keeps an incredibly close eye on Murdoc; she knows she went out on a limb using his expertise to catch other killers but she, being Matty, knows everything, and knows that Murdoc really does care about Emmett, she knows he won't do anything that would put Emmett in harms way, they have that much in common, at least

11. what kind of outfit(s) does your self insert wear?

Emmett wears basically various iterations of the same outfit every day lol. He wears dark grey/faded black jeans, red high top converse, a solid color (usually cool colors like blue) t shirt over a long sleeve black/dark grey shirt!! Sometimes in hotter weather, they forgo the long sleeve undershirt in favor of just the t shirt! But the pants stay. They don't like shorts much ahaha!!

Their outfit may vary a bit more depending on the context of the episode but is almost always more masculine in presentation. For fancier events, they usually wear some type of suit!

12. how would the fandom view your character?

PERSONALLY, I think that the fandom would like Emmett but they would kinda woobify him a little?? like, i get it, im kinda pathetic, but I am SOMEWHAT capable LOL!! I just think the fandom would take Emmett's naturally sweet disposition and reduce them to that and that only, ignoring the fact that they're incredibly intelligent, empathetic and surprisingly capable with several projectile weapons ahahaha!!

But on a more optimistic note, I think there would be a lot of positivity around the representation that Emmett provides as a canon plus sized, trans and neurodivergent character!! I think people would appreciate that!!

#i love you just a little too much #selfship asks #asks #self insert asks #self insert: emmett becker #s/i: emmett becker #selfshippinglover

[rose-wine-selfships]

6, 13, 16 and 8! For the S/i Asks If you haven‘t done them yet!

—- flusteredshipping

Self insert asks for Christina Avila in Bungou Stray Dogs!

6. Does your self insert have any pets?

She has two cats and a chameleon. Both of them are Toyger cat breeds by the name of Ichiro and Atsuko. The chameleon is named Fred. She shares these pets with her husband Atsushi in their own place.

13. Does your self insert have any information about their family?

Christina has two parents and an older brother. Her father is an esteemed American diplomat who relocated to Yokohama, Japan with his family when Christina was an infant. Her mother is Mexican and a professionally renowned chef known all over southern regions from Kobe to Yokohama itself. Her older brother is an Admiral of the American Navy and is located on base in Yokosuka, Japan.

Christina has a very complicated relationship with her biological parents and older brother. While she loves them she can’t quite forgive them for all of the emotional, mental and physical trauma she endured from them when she was younger. Her family was also the reason why she has such low self esteem and a harsh critical voice. However, Christina also understands that intergenerational trauma runs deep within her family. She’s only managed to forgive her brother since he was the first to genuinely apologize, however her parents still haven’t. She’ll be polite and cordial, but she’ll never really have a deep emotional connection with them.

While she grieves about it she doesn’t have a total loss. She has another found family within the Armed Detective Agency and with Atsushi. Atsushi helps her keep her distance and maintain boundaries, but still remains polite with her family.

16. Freebie! Name a fact about your self insert you want everyone to know.

Christina is very good at researching topics. It doesn’t matter how complex the topic is. If she’s interested she’ll go deeply within the detailed articles online or in person, and use facts to prove her argument in well written essays or through oral debating. She’s managed to surprise her teachers in the past with her fantastic resources and detailed information. Hence why they challenged her to do better and she flew up in the ranks as a high honor student in her schooling.

8. What is your self insert’s orientation?

It is confirmed in canon that she is bisexual. She finds ladies attractive and has stated it multiple times during her single years. She has no shame in checking women out if they give her the opportunity to do so via flirting or some other attention. However, she is equally as horny attracted to guys if they reciprocate attention to her too. Her go to catchphrase is to howl “AWOOOOOOOGA!” and wag her imaginary tail each time she sees an attractive person do something flirty or remotely sexual (such as going shirtless) in front of her.💖💜💙

Thank you so much @flusteredshipping ! I appreciate you sending this ask to me! Here’s the link to the original ask game here! 🌹✨

#pinkprophetposts #rose posts #bungou stray dogs #bsd #my self insert #self insert background #atsushi nakajima #atsutina #otp: colors of my heart ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 #self insert x canon #self shipping community #ask game #self insert asks #self insert ask game

[bean-of-jellies]

I’m in the mood to talk about my S/I’s so feel free to ask questions about any of them, please feel free to consult my F/O list :-)

#self insert #self ship #self insert asks

[hatorishimaselfship]

5. Would your s/i be considered a main character, side character, villain, or something else?

I think either a secondary or side character, similar to how Tsuchigomori is presented in the anime and manga: A teacher who's around a fair bit, but not part of the main troupe, and not quite as obscure as background characters who get very little focus.

As much as the main character of the media is my F/O, I don't think I'd be part of the main group given the situations between them and myself being kept to mostly student/teaching assistant roles and dynamics, ignoring the relationship with Nene-chan

#Not hatorishimaselfship takeover #S/I Asks #S/I Ask Game #Self Insert Asks #Self Insert Ask Game #blackheart-biohazards #hatorishimaselfship

[ellecdc]

Part two of feisty slytherin reader where it’s just the boys being like kinda in love with reader and everything you can pick how reader responds

this ended up taking me way longer to complete than I thought it would! it also ended up way longer than usual. here's the lead up to our infamous poly!marauders x feisty!slytherin reader!!! 🫶

poly!marauders x feisty, fem slytherin!reader CW: head injury - not graphic or detailed but mentions blood.

“Okay Moony, if you’re going to help us win over Y/N, you should know she does not like dramatic public displays of appreciation.” James said sagely as he walked into their shared dorm room.

Remus spared Sirius a confused look from his seat in the chair, but from the way James was currently rubbing his arm Sirius had a pretty good idea of what just took place.

“Yeah, erm, I don’t think you have to worry about that with me, bubs. Thanks for the heads up though.” Remus added bemusedly.

“Let me guess.” Sirius taunted, rolling over onto his stomach so that he faced James. “The charmed roses following her around the halls wasn’t a hit?”

“No, but she did...” He sulked, pulling his uniform shirt off to expose a small albeit quite red welt on his upper arm.

“Awe, poor Jamie. Come here bubs.” Remus cooed at him, opening his arms to invite the boy into his lap. 

James obliged all too willingly and snuggled up to the werewolf like he was a small toddler and not a giant beefy man-baby. 

“Don’t mollify him when he’s out here botching our grand plans to woo the girl of our dreams.” Sirius said, causing Remus to roll his eyes and James to scoff indignantly.

“Well at least I’m working on it! What are you doing to woo her?” James retaliated.

Sirius offered him a wolfish grin. “Oh, I’ve got a little trick up my sleeve.”

You had to get out of the castle. You could still feel everyone’s eyes on you, ogling you like you were some kind of freakshow. 

You don’t know what kind of game those Gryffindor’s were trying to play, but you were not about to be the butt of whatever sodding joke this was.

Roses, really? Charmed to follow you around the castle as Potter smirked from the sidelines. Did he have any idea how humiliating that was?

       So, yeah. You walloped him. In the arm. With your fist. Hard. But what else were you supposed to do!? You’d confronted him and demanded that he end the charm and all he said was ‘you look so cute when your nose scrunches up like that’.

He and Black have always been a bother – seemingly having taken some kind of interest in you for whatever reason. Lupin had always been more reasonable; one would think that he’d have evened those two out during their relationship, but apparently that was an impossible task. You supposed it was because he was all but one man.

But lately, even he was starting to stare at you a little too long, smile a little too softly, find too many excuses to be in your vicinity. It was infuriating.

So, you were outside.

It was nice outside. 

Well, it was nice enough outside. 

You packed yourself some snacks in your book bag, two blankets and an extra jumper to go sit by the Black Lake. You figured you should be able to enjoy some peace and quiet out here on your own.

You unfolded one of the blankets to lay onto the ground before sitting on it and then laid the second blanket over your lap. You could hear other students on the grounds in the distance and the soothing sound of the water lapping gently against the shore. 

As luck would have it, a certain dog with long-black hair would set out to disrupt that.

“What are you doing here?” You asked the dog as it approached you calmly. You wondered for a moment if you should be scared before it stopped at the edge of your blanket to sit and tilt its head at you, his tongue falling out of his mouth haphazardly. 

He didn’t look too scary, ignoring his size.

You craned your neck to look around, checking if perhaps he was here with someone, but it appeared that you were, in fact, alone on this side of the lake.

You felt something cold and wet nudge your pinkie, and you turned to see that the dog had laid down beside you with his head between his paws, nose next to your hand.

“If I pet you, are you going to bite me?” You asked him. He answered by nudging your hand again and offering it a little lick.

“You better not have fleas.” You muttered as you scratched behind the dog’s ears. You would have sworn he had furrowed his eyebrows at your comment if dogs could do such a thing. You noticed then that the dog had startling silver-blue eyes. 

“Where are your people?” You asked, glad no one was around to see you conversing with a dog. He answered you by rolling over for belly rubs.

You scoffed out a laugh but acquiesced. “Fine, you can stay. But I came out here for peace and quiet, ‘kay?”

The dog seemed fine with that plan and let you read through two chapters of your book, only interrupting every paragraph or so for more pets. Eventually however, it grew too cold, and you decided to pack up.

Confirming your suspicions, the dog began to follow you towards the castle. You pretended like you hadn’t noticed or perhaps just didn’t care until you were near the greenhouses.

“For future reference, Black,” you said, turning to the dog who seemed to pause mid-step as you considered him. “I really am more of a cat person.” You smirked, turning to walk back to the castle alone.

“Here, let me get that for you.” James said, opening the door for you rather chivalrously in Sirius’ opinion.

“I’m not a delicate flower, Potter, I can open a door.” You muttered angrily, storming past him into the classroom.

James deflated a little as he followed you in, but perked up when Remus placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

“I thought that was very sweet of you, Jamie.” He placated.

James gave him a half smile in response. “Thanks Moons.”

“I mean, what are we supposed to do? What bird doesn’t like dogs!?” Sirius grumbled, opting to ignore James’ whining. 

“Don’t call her a bird, Sirius.” Remus chided.

“Probably didn’t help you’re a big ol’ mangy mutt.” James muttered petulantly.

“Oi!” Sirius called. “That’s not what you say when Padfoot snuggles you to sleep.” 

James had the good graces to turn a little red at that.

Their conversation was interrupted (quite rudely if you asked Sirius) by Professor McGonagall as she began the instructions for today’s Transfiguration lesson: turning buttons into butterflies. 

Sirius stole a concerned glance towards James to see Remus doing the same; they were horrified to see a mischievous look adorning their boyfriend’s face.

“Prongs...” Sirius warned, whilst Remus whispered a “remember what we talked about.”

But they both knew it was too late; there was no stopping him once James set his mind to something. 

Sirius is quite sure it was the fourth butterfly that did you in; you seemed to consider the first a fluke, the second was annoying, the third made you suspicious, but by the fourth you’d had enough.

With little to no warning you turned and lobbed a large hard-covered tome at the group.

“I don’t know which of you tossers are behind this, but it reeks of Potter. So help me gods I will gut you and string you up to the rafters from your intestines if you don’t leave me alone!” You screeched. 

“But how else will you know I’m crazy about you?” James pouted, causing you to groan exasperatedly.

“If you’re looking for some cutesy princess who will swoon at your sodding roses and butterflies, then you’ve got the wrong witch.” You spat.

Sirius smirked. “Oh, we have exactly the right witch.”

“I swear to Circe if you don’t leave me alone, I’ll sic Barty on you.” You threatened.

Sirius and James both scoffed whilst Remus smirked. 

“Please dollface, you insult me. I’m not afraid of Junior.” Sirius taunted.

You narrowed your eyes at him menacingly before realization dawned on you. “Fine.” You said simply, giving Sirius a distinct uneasy feeling. “Perhaps I’ll tell Regulus.”

Sirius slammed his fist on the table and leaned forward. “You wouldn’t.” He seethed.

You smirked deviously. “Just try me, Black.” You sneered in response. 

Did...did Sirius have a degradation kink?

Sirius was ashamed to admit that he had to take a very cold shower after that.

You had been sitting in the library trying to work on your Potions essay. You had felt fairly safe here seeing as the Gryffindor’s (at least the most problematic ones) had been sanctioned from using the library during quiet study hours on account of their typical foolishness.

Except one.

“Mind if I sit here?” Lupin’s lilting voice sounded from your right side before he sat down without waiting for your response. 

“Why bother asking if you were just going to sit anyways?” You grumbled. 

“Well, it was the polite thing to do.” He said, turning to face you. You held his gaze (his gaze, your glare) until he finally sighed. “I’ll leave if you want me to.”

You considered him for a moment. You couldn’t deny he was the least buffoonish out of the so-called Marauders though you’re not sure that amounted to much.

But he was quieter, kinder, softer around the edges. And he had been far more polite to you than his boyfriends.

“Are you going to flirt with me?”

One of Remus’ eyebrows (the one with the scar running through it, you noticed) raised expectantly as he considered you.

“Let me rephrase that.” You barked quickly, realizing your mistake perhaps a touch too late. “You may sit here, but if you flirt with me, I will stab you with my quill.” You punctuated your threat by blotting his hand which rested on the table with ink from the tip of your quill.

Remus smiled at the sight before returning his amber coloured gaze to yours. “Fair enough. I promise to try to restrain myself, but perhaps you ought to hold onto this hand for me just in case I slip up.” And he – the absolute sodding bastard – slid his left hand comfortably into your right.

You’d never seen someone make a move so assertively and smoothly before. There was nothing to say that any of this even affected Remus as he immediately turned his attention to his book. Was it hot in here? Your hand felt sweaty. Your throat felt tight. Your mouth was dry. Why didn’t you think to bring a bottle of water?!

“Erm,” you started, having to pause to clear your throat. “Just how am I supposed to get my work done with your hand in mine, Lupin?”

You had tried to sound threatening, but based off Remus’ smirk, you’d only managed to goad him further.

“You’re left-handed. Figure it out.” 

These boys were going to be the death of you if you didn’t end up killing them first.

“You held her hand!?” James screeched in their dorm room that night whilst Remus smirked to himself. Sirius would make fun of James for his dramatics if he wasn’t just a pissed off about this.

“I’ve been working at this the longest out of either of you, and she lets you hold her hand?” He continued.

“She doesn’t like dogs,” Sirius grumbled, gesturing to himself, “she doesn’t like James. But the werewolf? Really. No offence Moons because I absolutely get the appeal.”

James snapped his fingers as he had a eureka moment. “I’ve got it! Remus; bite me!”

“James!” Remus scolded. 

“It’s not fair.” James muttered as he fell onto his bed in defeat. “I’d be so good to her.”

Any ire from Sirius and Remus drained at that as they both moved to join their boyfriend on his bed.

“We know, bubs.�� Remus conceded. 

“We just...have to give her time. I’m sure she’ll come around, yeah? I mean, with Remus’ smooth moves, my undeniable charm, and your muscles? We’re unstoppable.” Sirius added, eliciting a smile from Remus and a gentle chuckle from James, though his usual light was diminished.

“We’ve just got to be patient, Jamie.” Remus concluded, causing James to groan.

“Patience.” He spat spitefully.

“A 'James ADHD Potter' special.” Sirius winked before kissing any further protests away from James’ lips.

“We’ve got Moony on our team now, bubs. We’re unstoppable.” He whispered, truly believing what he was saying.

If anyone could break through your hard candy-coating shell to reach the chocolate inside, it was certainly Remus Lupin.

You’d had the lovely idea of sitting outside on one of the few sunny days that Scotland got to see this time of year. Unfortunately, it seemed that everyone else had the same idea too.

A few Hufflepuffs were playing with a charmed muggle football, kicking it back and forth between the two of them and chasing after it when it opted to fuck off on its own. You didn’t understand the objective of the game, nor did you care to.

Remus and Peter Pettigrew sat on a bench not too far off playing a game of Wizarding Chess that, from where you were sitting, looked like Remus was winning.

You got so caught up in watching Lupin’s game with Pettigrew - in the way that the tendons in his wrist and hands flexed as he moved pieces across the board, and the way that his honey blonde curls fell in front of his eyes causing him to have to blow air upwards so he could see the board - that you noticed something flying at you far too late. 

“Look out!” One of the dumb Hufflepuff’s shouted far too late as their charmed football soared into the side of your head, knocking you clean over where your head cracked painfully against a root of the tree you were sitting under.

You scrunched your eyes tight and tried to will your heart to start beating again and your lungs to cooperate, every part of your body seeming to have tensed out of instinct to protect itself.

“L/N! L/N! Come on, dove, open your eyes.” You heard a voice above you.

Why was the voice so worried? How long were your eyes closed? A gentle hand grabbed your chin and wiggled your head back and forth, causing you to hiss in pain.

“Sod...off.” You gritted through your teeth.

The voice chuckled and wiggled your chin once more. “There she is. Open your eyes for me.”

You hated being told what to do but decided to comply anyways.

You probably should have kept your eyes close because the sight made you feel dizzy for a completely different reason.

Hovering above your frame was Remus Lupin; his knees on the ground beside your elbow, one hand gripping your chin and the other gently moving hair away from your face and head.

“Atta girl.” He said with a smile.

“Get away from me.” You grumbled as you moved to sit up. Though Lupin hissed in protest, he helped you sit up nonetheless. 

“Is...is she okay?” a timid voice spoke from somewhere behind Lupin’s shoulder causing his expression to darken considerably.

“You stupid wankers are so dead.” You spat as loudly as you could manage, though in your current state – that wasn’t very loud at all.

Your message was received loud and clear, however, as the two Hufflepuffs took off in fear.

“My sentiments exactly.” Lupin muttered as he turned back to you, jaw still tense.

You snorted indelicately as you brought a hand to your head. “Please, don’t tell me you actually care about me, Lupin.”

You hissed in pain as your hand came in contact with something warm and wet and slightly sticky. You pulled your hand back in front of you to inspect, only for Lupin to grab your hand rather harshly and wipe the blood away with a handkerchief.

“Is it so impossible to believe that we could actually care for you?” He muttered quietly, eyes focused on your hand, pointedly avoiding eye contact with you. You watched as his curls bounced with each wipe of his hand against yours. You thought of his gentle hands brushing hair away from your wound moments before. You thought of him begging you to open your eyes. You thought of him being the first one at your side when you were hurt.

And you thought about Black finding ways to be with you even when you staunchly refused his company. You thought of him taking time out of his day to tell you how ‘smoking hot’ you looked that day, even though he said it every day before that, too.

And you thought about Potter who always held the door for you, saved you a seat even though you never accepted it, showered you in affection even though it was public and quite embarrassing. And you thought of the way he always had a smile to give you, even when you gave him no reason to smile at all. 

It wasn’t hard to imagine the three of them caring for anyone, quite frankly. Caring seemed to come second nature to those boys.

“No.” You admitted quietly. “It’s not impossible to believe that you could actually care. It’s just impossible to imagine why.”

He stopped rubbing at your hand and met your eye, seemingly contemplating what to say.

“Let’s get you to Madam Pomfrey.” He opted for. “Pete, let the boys know where I’ve gone when they’re finished with practice?” Lupin called over his shoulder.

“I can walk myself, Lupin.” You grumbled as he helped you up by your elbow.

“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbled back. “You’re not a delicate flower, we know.”

The two of you more or less muttered back and forth to each other the entire way to the infirmary, Lupin supporting more of your weight than he likely needed too but you didn’t feel the need (nor desire) to complain.

Madam Pomfrey was in the middle of looking after a first year Potions class who accidently set off an explosion of incorrectly brewed Cure for Boils which ultimately left each student (and Professor Slughorn) covered head to toe in painful boils.

“Mr. Lupin, if you could clean the wound for me. And Miss. L/N, drink the pain potion. Do not leave until I’ve had a chance to do a proper examination, okay?” She ordered as you positioned yourself more comfortably on the bed after she determined you weren’t about to die (or currently crying, as most of the first years were). 

You took the pain potion dutifully and placed it back on the table beside your bed before you startled at the sudden cold wet cloth on your head.

“You are not seriously doing this right now, are you?” You spat.

Remus’ eyebrows drew together as his hands continued on in their task. “You heard the matron; I’m supposed to clean it.”

“I can clean it myself, Lupin; I’ll conjure a mirror.” You argued, causing the scarred boy to scoff.

“I do what I’m told L/N, and quite frankly, the matron scares me more than you do.”

“I must be doing something wrong then.” You sighed, thinking you hadn’t said that loud enough to be heard, but a startled laugh escaped Lupin’s lips. 

“Why do you act so volatile?” He asked amusedly.

“It’s not an act.”

“I call bullshit.”

“Well, you call wrong, then, Lupin. I’m an arse and I find everyone exhausting. Deal with it.” You snarked sharply.

Lupin breathed a laugh through his nose. “Maybe we can find out what the hell your problem is over dinner sometime, then.”

Rotten bastard and his smooth talk...

“WHERE IS SHE!?” a voice echoed through the corridor just outside the entrance to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey needn’t even look up from the boil she was currently draining of puss to know who she was about to scold.

“Mr. Potter, I will have you banned from this infirmary so fast if you raise your voice above so much as a whisper, do not try me. That goes for you too, Mr. Black.” She barked; eyes still focused on the first year’s arm in front of her.

Sure enough, a mop of curly hair, impossibly more wild than usual due to the flight on his broom, poked around the privacy curtains a second before it was joined by a fuming looking Sirius Black.

Potter’s eyes flew to where Remus’ hands were positioned on your head and your stomach lurched at what looked like tears pooling in Potter’s eyes.

“Potter...please, erm, please don’t cry?” You asked awkwardly, leaning away from Remus’ touch as you suddenly became very uncomfortable with this amount of attention.

“She’s alright, Jamie.” Remus sighed, pulling you back over to him gently by the shoulder and continuing his prodding at your wound.

“Who did it?” Sirius spat, arms crossed defensively across his chest and jaw tight as he stared hard at the wound on your head. You were horrified to admit to yourself that he was hot. You’d never really seen it before, how all the girls in your year (and other years) fawned over the long-haired boy.

But he was currently standing in front of you still adorned in his quidditch gear, hair pulled back into a low bun - though he had many fly-aways on account of his recent time in the air - his cheeks still dusted pink from the assertion, and he was currently fuming on your behalf.

Yeah...he was hot. 

“Easy.” Remus warned.

“Answer me!” Sirius spat back.

“Pads. I mean it, leave it.” Remus said with finality.

Your eyes darted nervously between the two boys currently staring each other down, but Potter’s eyes were still steadfast on you.

“Let me, Rem.” He finally said gently – the most gently you’d ever heard from the rambunctious boy as he gently moved Remus aside and took over.

“I’m okay, you know.” You offered, not liking how worked up these boys were currently over you.

“I know.” He agreed. “I just hate to see you hurt.”

“Why?”

“Why?”

“Yeah, why.” You pressed. James looked like you just asked him to calculate the distance between the galaxy of Andromeda and our solar system using the measurement of broomsticks.  

“I... I don’t want to see you hurt?”

“You want to see Snape hurt.” You countered, causing James’ face to harden.

“Snape’s a tosser.” He muttered darkly.

“I’m not any nicer than Snape.”

“See, Y/N. You’re so smart and lovely and perfect, but you are way off on that front.” James said through a laugh. “Snape is prejudiced, vindictive, and a racist blood supremist. You’re just combative.” He explained, punctuating the word combative with a gentle boop of your nose. 

You wanted to break his finger.

But that would be combative, and you would rather die than prove Potter right, so you opted to roll your eyes instead. 

“Did they even hang around to see if she fucking survived or did they just take off to avoid detention?” Sirius spat at Remus, not looking any calmer than he did when he arrived.

“They stayed.” You answered tiredly. “They took off afterwards, and not to avoid detention, but to avoid me.”

“And me.” Remus muttered quietly, looking dangerously close to going back out there to find them himself. 

“Did you threaten them?” Sirius asked severely, though you weren’t sure who exactly he had asked.

“Yes.” You and Lupin both answered exasperatedly. 

Sirius looked between the two of you before letting out a sigh. “Fine, but if I run into them, I’m hexing them into oblivion.”

“Not if I get to them first.” You growled.

Sirius’ face finally softened as he sat on the end of your bed and cautiously touched your ankle under the blankets.

“You sure you’re okay, Y/N?”

And you aren’t sure what did it. 

You weren’t sure if it was the softness you saw in Sirius that you were sure you could have never even imagined possible from a person, let alone someone related to the infamous Black family. Or if it was the eyebrows of Remus Lupin that were furrowed in concern as he dutifully watched his boyfriend finish plastering a bandage to your head, or if it was the unbelievable softness of James Potter’s touch – in complete contrast to his fast, rough, bouncing personality that you were usually subjected to.

But dammit, you felt a tear slip down your cheek.

You wiped it away quickly and nodded your head in yes.

You braced yourself for the teasing, the cooing, the dramatic displays of affection. But Sirius quickly stood and disappeared behind the curtains, James began pouring you a glass of water, and Remus reached into his bag for something.

Remus returned to you first, breaking off a square of chocolate for you. “It’ll help.”

You were too embarrassed to argue and took it, popping it into your mouth dutifully. 

“Here.” Sirius said as he appeared back at your bedside, handing you a vial. 

“What is it?” You asked, your voice taut with emotion.

Sirius’ eyes softened again as he offered you a sad smile. “Calming draught. You can’t have any more pain potion, but this might make you feel better.”

“And if not, maybe you can convince Moony to share more of his chocolate.” James commented with a soft smile.

You grimaced at the taste of the potion and chased it with the water James had poured for you.

“Thank you.” You admitted quietly, shame colouring your tone as you looked to your lap.

“None of that.” Remus said as he handed you another piece of chocolate.

You took it skeptically. “Why do they call you Moony?”

No one said anything for a moment, but you could tell that neither James nor Sirius were moving a muscle as they watched Remus who in turn watched you.

“Because of my lycanthropy.” He said plainly.

You looked at the various scars before you started to laugh. Sirius’ face drained of all colour while James visibly tensed.

“Of course you are. Remus Lupin. Named after a man raised by wolves and the lupus, or wolf constellation. Oh gods, it was predestined, clearly.”

“Are...are you laughing at me right now?” Remus asked incredulously.

“It’s a little funny...no?” You asked back.

He looked as if he were torn between laughing and crying. “I pour my heart out to you – my deepest darkest secret, and you laugh at me?” He asked again, some amusement colouring his features.

“I told you, I’m an arse.” You said with a shrug of your shoulders.

“Does it bother you?” Sirius asked cautiously from the end of your bed, face appearing impassive for all intents and purposes. 

“I don’t see why it should, it’s none of my business.”

“It could be.” Remus input.

“You don’t want me. I’m no good, Lupin.” You stressed, looking back down at your hands.

“Neither am I.” Sirius agreed.

“Me neither.” Remus added.

“I’m n-” James started.

“So what if the only one of us worthy of love and affection here is James?” Sirius said, cutting James off. “It’s not going to stop me from cherishing what I can get - deserved or not.”

You groaned and threw your head back onto the pillow, cringing at the effect the fast movement had on you and the pain that the movement elicited in your neck.

“Okay, what about this.” James conciliated. “You don’t have to agree to be with us, just give us a chance? The time of day? One Hogsmeade trip to let us fawn over you.”

You looked up at his deep brown eyes that felt so warm you wanted to make a home in them. Sirius, in all his bravado, looked pained as he waited for an answer, and Remus smiled encouragingly at you.

“Fine!” You acquiesced with a groan. “One Hogsmeade trip.”

Much to your chagrin, though not really at all, it ended up being way more than just one Hogsmeade trip.

Thank you to @unstablereader who gave us the library handholding prompt 🫶

#ask elle #marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders x slytherin!reader #james potter x reader #james potter x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #slytherin!reader #ellecdc fics

[yeosin-n]

Can I give chocolates to nightmare sans? :o

he’s happy :3

#nightmare sans #nm!sans #ask #anon #myart #utmv #I don’t draw nm often so I tried to draw himb real good >:3 !!! #sans x reader #sans x self insert #sans x y/n

[frecklystars]

I'm so excited you made ship tags for barbie and ken! What made you come up with them? 💞💞

THANK YOU I'm so happy I made them too!! 🥺🥺🥺💐

Barbie's "💕♫♪ ♡ You're the pink in my cheeks 🎀🌸✨♡" is a reference to Marceline's song to her girlfriend, Princess Bubblegum, "Monster". I wanted to mention the color pink in the ship tag because she is the sole reason that I'm able to look at pink again and enjoy it 💖💖💖 plus the line is SO romantic... also the cherry blossom emoji is my favorite + it references her Perfect Day gingham dress outfit hehe

Ken's "💕 I'll fight for you!! - ̗̀🐎🏖️✨ ̖́-" is sort of a reference to I'm Just Ken when he sings "What will it take for her to see the man behind the tan and fight for me?" when he sings that line and he's rolling his fists towards the screen and tilting his head back with a smirk, I am obsessedddd with that moment and I found myself looking forward to it every time I go to see the movie. I wanted to incorporate that line somehow into the ship tag.

My ship tags all almost always have multiple meanings, and I try to make the tag something we'd both say to each other. This one was very much something I'd really want him to say to me as much as he'd want someone to say this to him. This tag is mainly a reference to how much I've healed bc of Barbie and Ken. They are the only two F/Os that I've felt loved/safe with in the last year. I truly believe they would protect me from my abuser, which is huge progress compared to my other F/Os that I've felt so numb to. I wasn't able to self ship at all in so long, but these two showed up and I genuinely DON'T KNOW what it is about them or this movie that's making me feel so loved/secure again, but I'll take it. I really believe they would both fight for me, and Ken would hold my hand so tight and promise he won't let anyone hurt me ever again. That ship tag for Ken feels more like it's for me rather than for him, but hell yeah I'd fight for him too... no doubt... I'm so in love with him it's unbelievable... I'm very much a words of affirmations gal so you can bet I'd be giving him verbal reassurance 24/7 about how loved he is. I haven't felt this way for any F/Os since I was hurt and it's such a goddamn relief to be able to look at the characters in this movie as a source of complete safety, and my tag "I'll fight for you" is absolutely all about that devotion, that protection ❤

#anonymous #asks #thank you for asking!!! 🥺 #self insert asks #barbie movie

[flowerhound]

Okay I’ve been simmering on this today but like. We need more representations of fatness and weight gain as signs of healing. So so often in media weight loss is meant to be a sign of becoming healthier or happier and I’m ready to see more of the opposite!

Give me characters who hadn’t had secure access to food in the past having stable food and filling out from finally being able to eat when they’re hungry.

Give me characters who have always felt like they had to adhere to a standard for fear of judgment finally gaining weight as they become more comfortable with themselves and their bodies.

Give me couples getting fatter together because they know they’ll be loved and because life’s too short to worry about dieting and controlling intake all the time.

Give me characters who’ve struggled with disordered eating habits in the past who get progressively chunkier as they recover with the help of people who adore them.

Give me fatness as a sign of comfort. Of health. Of security and recovery and confidence. Give me fatness as a sign of happiness.

#fat positvity #selfship #selfshipping #self insert #oc x canon #love letters #this is not for people who see fat bodies as fetishes btw! chasing y’all away with a broom #ask to tag