#oc selfshipping

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Bel and Tippy 🩵💙🥺🫶 I like being a gentleman to my dazzling diamond eyed prince! 💎✨

[marzipanloves]

💕🧸 and 🌈 for the oc f/o ask game? :)

(TYSM IVE BEEN WANTING TO GET ASKS AND STUFF)

I'll answer for my main 3, Ares, Idris, and Ador. (All 3 were made by @joolianjay my QP :3 !!)

💝 - what is your oc f/os love language (gift giving, acts of service, words of affirmation, etc)? what kind do they give and what kind do they like to receive?

Ares: Ares likes to flirt a ton so I'd say probably words of affirmation and physical touch. Giving whistles and flirty comments and compliments on top of being very physically affectionate any time I'm near him and I love it even when he's handsy SLDFKJSFDL

Idris: I think acts of service and quality time most often. They like to try to to do things for me ALL the time. Take care of chores, make sure everything's running smooth, helping me out however he can even when I assure him he doesn't have to do anything. Ze just love to help!! That and just being in the same room together whatever we're doing is a very comfortable chill even if it's silent. But that comforting kind of silence, knowing he's nearby always.

Ador: He's similar to Idris in giving acts of service and quality time, but also a TON of words of affirmation. He's SUPER good with his words, speaks very properly and poetically, gives a TON of super romantic compliments and comments that make my heart leap at the simplest of words.

🧸- what is your oc f/os sleeping habits? do they like to cuddle? do they sprawl out on the bed? do they kick the blankets off in the middle of the night?

Well it's easy to answer for Idris and Ador, as Idris is an angel, so ze doesn't need to sleep, and Ador is an entity made of a magical material, so he also doesn't need to sleep, rather rest the form he takes and he can sleep but it's more like a meditation, and he doesn't do so often, only when I ask to cuddle and for him to stay in bed with me.

Ares though, he's a bit of a funny sleeper. First of all he usually stays up really late, unless I drag him to bed with me which, he does mostly and it's gotten him to even his sleep schedule out a little. He usually sleeps on his back, arms behind his head or facing me holding me in some way or pulling me onto his chest. He's very warm and cuddly.

🌈 - is your oc f/o queer? what labels do they use, if any?

Well they're all dating me, a man, and are also primarily masc so I should sure hope so! /J

But yes! All of them are!

Ares is omnisexual,

Idris is gay/MLM and demisexual and is Novarian gender (under the Galactian Alignment System), using he/him, they/them and ze/zeph!

Ador is gay/MLM as well as Gray/asexual. Despite being human, as he identifies as a man despite not having a biological gender to be assigned he is also trans coded :)

[fictitiousfantasies]

Oc f/os my beloved

[fictitiousfantasies]

Cons of self shipping with an oc: there’s no merch of them, and you have to make all the content yourself. Speaking of making things yourself…

A plushie of the boy. He will be clothed soon (once I get the motivation to make him clothes).

[fictitiousfantasies]

F/O list!

(I’m okay with sharing all of them except for Whisper)

Double Trouble (Spop) - Romantic - I love my lizard! My self insert for them is named Grackle.

Regis (The Witcher) - Romantic (which is weird because I’m not into cis men irl, but eh who cares go crazy go stupid) - I imagine myself as Geralt when I daydream about him. Just copinglink (think that’s what it’s called) stuff lol.

Abby Sciuto (NCIS) - Romantic - Go my funky science goth!

Whisper (an oc of mine) - Queerplatonic/Romantic? - This is all the fault of my madd brain. My self insert is my other oc (who was not originally intended to be a s/i, Listener. This is what happens when you project onto an oc (Listener) and then give that oc a caring and understanding and perfect partner. You’re going to get unreasonably emotionally attached to that fictional partner (Whisper).

Eskel and Lambert (The Witcher) - Familial - I imagine myself as Geralt when I daydream about them. Copinglink stuff lol.

[tiny-cloud-of-flowers]

Despite her attempts to collect herself, it took Aria a long time of letting tears fall and letting herself purr before she could finally speak again. When she did so, her voice sounded somewhat hoarse, but it was still unmistakeable as hers.

"You.. would really love something like me.." she was mumbling.

"Of *course* I would! And do..!" Clio said back, keeping her own voice light in return. "I'm always gonna be here for you, Ari. And I'm just.. so so glad that you're okay.."

She trailed off and started crying again, this time fully with joy and relief.

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[tiny-cloud-of-flowers]

a flower, returned (Clio/Aria)

a flower, returned

A scene that takes place just after Aria is brought back to Daybreak Town by Clio. (1293 words) This piece is part of the Darkling AU, and d

A scene that takes place just after Aria is brought back to Daybreak Town by Clio, who wishes to finally reunite her with the piece of herself she had kept safe all this time. (1293 words) This piece is part of the Darkling AU, and directly follows my previous piece of writing for this selfship. Originally written for a "Welcome back kiss" prompt.

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(Anyone is welcome to comment on and/or reblog my work, as long as my DNI is respected! A transcript of the document is under the readmore.)

The late morning sun had filled Clio's bedroom with light and warmth in the time since she had left it, but her first act upon getting back was to go over and pull the navy curtains closed, letting soothing shade settle over the space instead. Aria had kept close behind her the whole time, not only to hopefully be safer if she happened to be spotted on the way back, but also to simply appreciate the feeling of finally having someone else close by again.

"You can just sit down on my bed if you want." Clio was saying. "You look exhausted."

"Oh.. Thank you.." Aria quickly came over to perch on the end of the bed, watching as the room became darker and subsequently much easier to see in. This was her first time being invited into Clio's bedroom, so she was taking time to examine her surroundings - it was an open and spacious room with ample wardrobe space built into the wall near the doorway. A jewellery stand adorned with a number of pretty accessories stood on the dresser, and a many-flowered jasmine plant was growing in a terracotta pot sat next to it. It was this that she was staring at when Clio finished closing the curtains.

"I picked that one up from a shop not too far from here, back when I was out with some of the others." she explained, speaking up to fill the silence once she saw where Aria was looking. "I read that they don't like too much sunlight all at once, so I put it on the dresser in case today's mission took a while, and.. I mean, I don't want to jinx it, but it seems to be doing pretty well where I've left it!"

"Yes." Aria stated. "Constant light can be damaging in excess."

"Say, you wouldn't happen to know what this flower means, would you?" Clio asked casually, knowing the affinity she had always had for flower language.

There was then a long pause.

"..I can't remember." she admitted, and looked awfully downtrodden at the fact.

"Oh, that's alright!" Clio smiled to try and ease tension again. "It might say in the book I got, actually, so- don't worry!"

This did little to reassure her partner. "..I should be able to remember. No- I should be able to know. It's.. not good that I can't.."

In return, Clio couldn't help but be confused by her wording. "You should be able to? Did the.. do you think the darkness affected your memory?"

"Less memory, more.. instinct." Aria stated. Then she stopped. A lump caught in her throat, and Clio could see tears starting to form in her eyes again.

"Ari.."

"I have already lost so much.." she began to mumble, voice wavering now as she brought a clawed hand to where her heart would be. "I don't want- I refuse to let anything else of what I am be taken away. Whether by darkness, light, or any other aspect."

Clio opened her mouth to speak, but found she could not find the right words, so she settled for coming over and sitting on her bed next to Aria instead.

"..It'll be okay." she tried again. "You're back in Daybreak Town now."

"..A world of Dandelions, now." she muttered back. "The darkness was not safe for you, and it took something from me. But now, I fear the light here is not safe for me, for how much of it's present here."

Clio couldn't help but feel sad again at that, and reached out to take Aria's hand again, gently running her thumb over the hard parts of her claws, painfully aware of how cold she now was to the touch. In return, Aria simply leaned over to rest her head on Clio's shoulder, away from the spikes of her armour, tilting her wing to embrace her, trying to sense what warmth she still could.

There was a long, but not uncomfortable, silence as the two sat there together side-by-side.

It was Clio who spoke up again to break the silence, as a soft thought settled in her mind.

"Hey, um- There's something I've been meaning to give back to you."

"Mm..?"

Aria tilted her head in confusion as she watched Clio get off of the bed again, this time moving to the table right beside it. On it lay many items one would expect to find in such a spot - an alarm clock, a glass of water, a small pile of scrunchies and hairbands - but also a crown of clovers, woven together in a delicate yet strong wreath that Clio could gladly put back on her head now that she no longer needed to wear her helmet. However, before she did that, she set about dismantling her regalia, removing pieces of it one at a time and carefully setting them down on the floor away from Aria. Finally, her upper half was free of it, showing off her arms as all she was wearing underneath was a black short-sleeved shirt.

Even so, as she turned around, it could be seen that something was still fastened to her chest, right over her heart.

The flower still held the same softness and health as it had when it was gifted, all that time ago before the war - that much could be clearly discerned from the soft shine of its five pale pink petals. Two green leaves curled out from underneath the petals, one sitting just on top of the other, both pointing downwards like overlapping clock hands.

It was not just any cherry blossom, though that was clearly evident from its size - but above any other ways it stood out, it was her flower, a part of her still wholly untainted and free of the weight that the realm of darkness had worn the rest of her down with. A part of her willingly given up to someone who did not even know its true meaning, yet accepted it and treasured it for what it still was - who yet accepted her and treasured her for who she still was - nevertheless.

"You kept it.." was all that Aria could say, taking in the meaning of what she saw with an aura of what seemed like disbelief. She tentatively stood up from the bed to try and get a closer look.

"Of course I did." Clio said reassuringly, lifting the flower from her chest so that it could be put in its rightful place. "It was all I had left of you, and it was a promise that you would come back - so, how could I have not?"

"You really- I- I don't know what to say-" Aria's voice was now shaking with emotion, but she was interrupted when Clio reached out and pulled her cold body into an embrace, carefully placing the flower back where it belonged in the process with her other hand.

There was a moment of pause, as the flower settled back and found the rest - and then all Clio felt was a veritable glow of warmth and love as she held Aria close. She gently eased out of the hug, but only to get to be able to look down and see those catlike eyes of bright amber staring up at her - those eyes that held a visceral, and powerful, and yet no less adoring sense of life behind them now. Despite what the realm of darkness had done to her, and turned her into how she now appeared, no part of her seemed monstrous, anymore.

With a relieved and loving smile, all she could do was lean down and give her girlfriend a kiss on the lips.

"Welcome back, Aria."