im a big gay

i am an anxious boy, and dont know if i belong in this community. also i follow from @marsrover-s

[dragonzscene-moved]

i just noticed something. people barely give love for male selshippers.

if you are a male selfshipper please reblog this post, i want to give love to all of you 

[alex-selfships]

HENLO

im back for a short time to say, i hAVE A SELF SHIP DISCORD SERVER  https://discord.gg/57RMbbe https://discord.gg/57RMbbe https://discord.gg/57RMbbe https://discord.gg/57RMbbe JOIN PLS I LOV YALL

[alex-selfships]

Dear tumblr!!! I love Leon!!

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imagine watching your f/o’s eyes go dark and flutter with arousal as you push their pointer and middle fingers into your mouth and swirl your tongue around them suggestively

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imagine your f/o setting their lockscreen or their desktop background to a cute selfie of the two of you

[selfshippingmailbox]

Imagine your f/o rubbing the back of your hand with their thumb when you’re holding hands.

[imagineurfaves]

Imagine your fave bringing you a plant for no other reason than because they can.

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Imagine your fictional crush, wrapping their arms around you tightly whenever you’re sad, and leaving kisses on your cheek until you’re laughing.

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Imagine your fictional crush T-posing on you when they beat you in Mario Kart.

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Imagine your fictional crush being dummy stupid. Like, full dumbass. Achieved their peak stupid. But you still love them sajhkdhjkg.

[fictional-crush-imagines]

SUP FUCKERS,

IMAGINE YOUR FICTIONAL CRUSH THINKING SHIT LIKE

“AW FUCK YEAH. I WANNA SMOOCH (Y/N).”

AND GETTING ALL FLUSTERED, LIKE AW YEAH. YOU’RE THEIR LOVE.

[fictional-crush-imagines]

Imagine your fictional crush slow-dancing with you.

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There was a whole ball going on around you, but it didn’t matter. You didn’t accept anyone’s offers to dance. There was really only one person that you wanted to dance with, and it was (F/O). But you knew that they couldn’t be there. After all, they weren’t a royal. It couldn’t stop you from loving them, but it made it pretty damn hard.

You tried not to let your displeasure show on your face. You’d likely get even more offers to dance, and it would just bring your spirits lower. Because every person who asked you to dance was just another person who wasn’t (F/O).

Someone took your hand, leaving gentle kisses on your knuckles.

“Care to dance, love?” They offered with a grin. And you recognized that voice. So you looked up. And you had never been more happy to see (F/O)’s face.

[fictional-crush-imagines]

“I think I’m falling for you,” (F/O) muttered, one of their hands stroking your face, “I truly believe that I am.”

You stayed silent. It was almost too good to be true. You pinched your arm, desperately hoping that it wasn’t a dream. And you felt the pinch. Which meant it was real. You nodded, just looking into (F/O)’s eyes. As you let out a deep breath, they spoke again.

“Just do me one favour,” they whispered, their eyes dipping down to glance at your lips for only a second, “Kiss me so I can make sure.”

In that moment, you could tell that it wasn’t to ‘make sure’. (F/O) knew that they’d fallen for you. They just didn’t want to tell you how much they wanted to kiss you. So they put it under the mask of making sure that it was love. And with how you felt at that moment- and, well, for a long time- you knew that you loved them, too.

So you pulled them close, and felt the fireworks of your lips connecting for the first- but definitely not the last- time.

[fictional-crush-imagines]

Imagine trying to beat an escape room with your fictional crush. 

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Imagine you and your F/O lying in a field beneath the starry sky, when your F/O asks if the two of you should pick a star and name it. You claim one and come back to see it every night.

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Imagine going on a roller skating date with your f/o.

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Imagine your fictional crush secretly smooching pictures of you.