#self-ship asks

[gureishi]

I’M BACK FINALLY AND I BRINGING A SELF SHIP ASK!!!! I hope you enjoy ♥️ What would Saeyoung think the first time he walks in to find you wearing his clothes??

LEA!!!!! I missed you (here) even though I talk to you every day—and I missed these asks, too. I love you immensely.

So. I'm a serious clothes-stealer. I hardly ever wear my own clothes, in fact: at least half of my outfits are made up of my partner's clothes and friends' clothes and clothes somebody left at my house once and literally who do they even belong to?

Why wear your own clothes when it's warmer to wear someone else's?

So I'd already be taking his clothes when we're on the road together. Even pre-cabin (and pre-all the things that happen in that cabin), I'd absolutely be making outfits out of his things. I imagine we're staying somewhere together overnight and sort of awkwardly sharing a bed because we haven't really done anything yet, and he gets out of bed before me and goes to the car to get a cable or something that he needs, and I'm left all alone.

I look at the dwindling pile of clothes that I packed and hate every single one of them. I feel stiff and sticky and altogether uncomfortable.

I spy the jeans he wore the day before slung over a chair (he tried to sleep in them at first, but I convinced him to at least wear pajamas) and laugh out loud to myself. That's one way to feel more comfortable.

By the time he's back from the car, I'm in his jeans (rolled way up, because I'm 16 cm shorter than him) and a clean t-shirt I found in his bag (I'm a horrible snoop), sitting cross-legged on the bed pretending I've done nothing wrong.

He's not easily fooled. Not by anyone—not by me.

He sees what I've done and his beautiful eyes go wide.

"Um," he says. "Uh."

I look up at him and grin. His face is all red and he's running a hand through his hair like he's not quite sure where it goes. His eyes are trained on the way his shirt is tight around my chest and too loose everywhere else, and he can't seem to string words into a sentence.

"I borrowed a couple things," I say. "Do you mind?"

"You, uh," he stammers. He's still got his car keys in his hand. "That's—m-my..."

"Does it fit okay?" I can't help teasing him. He's hopeless when he's caught off guard.

"It—" he mutters. "You—" He shifts his weight from side to side and runs anxious fingers through his hair again. "How am I supposed to drive when you look like that?" he asks, his voice coming out high-pitched and strange.

I giggle and hop from the bed, and he goes even redder.

"That," I say, "is entirely up to you."

[absolute-flaming-trash-archive]

RiRi, what is your ideal date night with Hisoka, and what is his ideal date night with you? 😊

sksksjdfa um okay that's a really good question.

I'm honestly not picky at all, but if I had to choose I'd say my ideal date with him would be sunset watching by the ocean. Cheesy, I know, but it hits really different for me and just sharing that with him is something I consider super intimate.

As for his ideal date with me? I can't read this man for the life of me, but if I had to guess it's probably taking me out for dinners. I know he likes seeing me dressed up. Now that I think about it it's either dinners or window shopping because wow does this man love fashion, and spending time with one another while doing something he really enjoys is super endearing.

[dinosaurtsukki]

dinotsukki 27 🥰

ahhh thanks shannon !! hope you’re doing well btw !!

27. why do you think they fell for you?

i think tsukishima knows he’s hard to love because it’s difficult for him to completely open up so he falls for me because of how willing i was to wait for him to be more emotionally open. also because i’m quite patient and very willing to dedicate myself to him (omg sounds cheesy). other than that, it’s also because we get along quite well and have the same sense of humor 😊😊

send me a self-ship ask

[avis-writeshq]

selfship asks!! 20, 25 and 30!!

AHHH CHIQUI BB HELLOOOO okie okie lez go:

20: how compatible are your zodiac signs?

Okay, so I'm an Aquarius and Akaashi’s a Sagittarius and apparently, that’s a very good match! Apparently an Aquarius and Sagittarius’s ‘compatibility rating’ is overall 83% so... pretty good I think!

25: do you think they’d be good at your love language?

My love language is touch and words of affirmation and Akaashi’s words of affirmation and quality time so yeah, I definitely think so! honestly I love spending time with the people I care about! @kenmakodzu knows this lmao bc I needed a second opinion but we both agree that Akaashi’s the type to get in his head but he just has to know that he’s doing amazingggg <3

30:  are there any cliché tropes that apply to your selfship?

I’m saying friends to lovers. I’m definitely feeling a ‘friends to lovers’ vibe with this guy. Like before, one of his love languages are quality time so I think he needs to spend a lot of time with his maybe s/o! And also coffee shop or college AU because i’m a sucker for coffee dates and late hours because you’re stealing the cafe’s free internet ehehe

send me a self-ship ask? ✉

[gureishi]

Happy Monday!!!! I hope you too are surviving the start of summer! It’s super hot where I am and I’m not enjoying it 😂 So let’s try to put a happy spin on it @agent-bee asked me this a few weeks ago and it seems very appropriate today! What would you and Saeyoung do in order to beat the heat on a gross summer day??

It is so hot.

I love this question!

I would really like to bring Saeyoung to a pool. And hear me out—I know a lot of folks aren't into public pools, because they're sort of gross. And where I live, they're over-crowded and sticky and loud.

But I love them.

There's nothing like laying on a too-hot, half-broken beach chair in a wet swimsuit, sucking on a popsicle and listening to a group of kids having a cannonball competition. It feels like youth and freedom to me—it's the memory of summer vacation and later bedtime and the world is mine.

I'm certain he's never had any of those things. He didn't go to pools as a kid—he has neither the good memories of playing on a raft with friends or the bad memories of getting sunburnt or left out or over-tired.

He'd be puzzled by the whole thing at first. He understands about the beach, and he loves it—but why would you submerge yourself in a giant ice cold bathtub with a bunch of strangers? I'd pack way too many snacks and like six towels just for the two of us, and he's giggle and insist on carrying it all.

But then he'd smell the chlorine and hear the lifeguards screaming at kids for running on the concrete and his eyes would sparkle, because there's just something about it. And we'd leave our clothes in a locker and our bags on a chair and I'd take his hand and we'd jump straight into the deep end.

"It's cold!" he'd trill—but he's happy, because it is so rare that he is taken by surprise. I'd wrap my legs around his waist and he'd grin, because no one here cares if we're holding onto each other under the water.

"You like it?" I'd ask (bobbing up and down, laughing as he tries to do a somersault and gets water up his nose).

"It makes no sense," he'd say (and he's right: there's hardly any room to swim and someone's broken pool noodle keeps bumping into our space).

"But you like it?"

He'd scoop me up and put me on his shoulders even though it's kind of dangerous and then frantically paddle to shallower water where he can stand. He'd look around at the screaming children and old people sunbathing and groups of teenagers eating snacks with just their feet in the water. I know he'd be thinking about the future (our future): he’d be thinking about family.

"Obviously,” he say (meaning it).

[gureishi]

My favorite redhead 😘,

I am back with a self-ship question to end your week (and a notice that yes, we certainly are married now).

So, we all know you have excellent taste in lingerie…

But which one of Saeyoung’s dresses is your favorite? Is it the emerald green that makes both of your hair glimmer in the sunlight with orange and gold? Or is it the floral, or the silk…or the one with the lace?

Do you borrow it sometimes? Let his clever and impatient hands take it off when your skin just wants to feel him?

What about when he wants to wear it? Can he sit patiently when you tell him to wait and your fingertips brush the length of his spine as you zip it up? Is he wearing anything underneath when you get bored in the middle of dinner and your wandering hand trails up the inside of his thigh under the table?

Eheheh sorry Choi twins, Heidi loves ME the most!

Oh, my beloved wife. How do you come up with asks so heart-shatteringly lovely that I have to read them like twelve times before I can catch my breath enough to come up with an answer?!

Saeyoung is beautiful. He’s captivating in the old clothes he's worn forever because they make him feel warm, and he's alluring dressed like a fairy or a kitty cat or wearing nothing at all—but if I get to choose, I like him in pink.

I want him in pale pink textured chiffon with layers and layers of skirt that cling to his perfect legs and a neckline wide enough that I can run a fingertip across his bare collarbones and feel him shiver. He feels prettiest when the wind blows and the fabric whispers against his skin, and he's so delighted by the pressure of my hand on the small of his back that he's giggling, squirming, practically pleading for me to play with him.

Maybe we're in the grass just outside his home, the setting sun making his eyes blaze. He sits with his skirt trailing around him and I kiss the exposed skin of his neck and shoulder till he's trembling.

Or perhaps we're in a crowded restaurant with my hand maneuvering layers of fluttering fabric and squeezing his thigh in the way that means take me home or even we're doing this here.

Or he dresses me up in it: lingers too long on the zipper and laughs delightedly when the skirt is so long I can't walk without tripping. He scoops me up in his arms and calls me a princess, and I roll my eyes because he is the princess.

He lets the straps fall from my shoulders and kisses me so hard it takes my breath away.

Oh, it is an intoxicating thing to feel beautiful. He has always been watching: seeing, revering, cherishing.

He learns, now, what it is to be seen.

[gureishi]

Happy Monday! Hope your week has started alright? I also hope a little self shipping might brighten your day! Between you and Saeyoung who is the big and who is the little spoon? ♥️

Self-shipping always brightens my day!!!

I'd say this is like a 75-25 situation.

I'm very small, so I'm the little spoon by default most of the time (and I do like to be held). Plus, Saeyoung is still getting used to sleeping without being on alert for an attack or a new job or a taser to his head or something. We have our bed pushed up against the back wall of our room, and he always sleeps on the inside, because he needs to have the wall behind him and the whole room in front of him. He doesn't love the idea of me being between him and the door—but he needs to be able to see it first thing when he opens his eyes. Just in case, he says. He knows he can lift me and draw a weapon in one motion, so this feels like the safest arrangement to him. It’s not logical—but it’s what he needs. It'll be a long time before he's comfortable sleeping with his back to the door.

And at first, it is hard for him to sleep without holding me. He's never slept at regular hours before, and the whole thing is strange to him: choosing to go to bed (rather than passing out at the computer); closing his eyes and just waiting to fall asleep (even if he isn't so tired he's barely conscious). And if he starts to drift off and can't feel me next to him, he panics—because his mind (his poor, overwrought mind) immediately assumes the worst.

So he lies with me in his arms to prove to himself that I’m really there—and I like to feel his breath on the back of my neck (slower and deeper as he falls asleep).

Ah: but he likes to be held, too. He probably won't fall asleep for the night this way (not yet)—but if we're cuddling in the middle of the day (and we often do), he loves to curl up in my arms with his head on my chest. He's never felt sheltered like this before: no one's ever soothed him to sleep or stroked his hair or told him a story till his heart starts beating slower. But I wanna do these things for him.

Sometimes he'll turn around so I can wrap my arms around his waist and cover his shoulders in kisses. If he drifts off this way, it's only for a moment—but he's happy to just lie there and know that he's safe.

Because he is. And even though he's the one who'll protect me if we are attacked (and we're not going to be—not anymore), I'm the one who'll take care of him if he's frightened or worried or wide awake. I'll hold onto him and tell him he's here (and I'm here, and we're here, we're here, we're here) till his eyelids are heavy and there's a smile on his face.

[gureishi]

Happy Monday! ♥️ I hope your week is starting out well?? The question this week is provided by my dear friend 🐢 Anon who asked me this and I thought it was the sweetest question I wanted to know everyone’s answer to it!! “If you or Saeyoung had to be away for a few months, what would you give to the other as something to remember each other by?”

This is such a good question! Thank you dear Lea and turtle anon!

A few months, huh. That would be HARD.

I'm a very very needy person. Sometimes I cry if I have to be away from my partner for like twelve hours. I honestly can't imagine being apart for months; I suppose I'd get used to it, but I also think I'd be a mess a lot of the time.

I would absolutely need clothes: lots of em. I'd wanna sleep in his shirts every night, for sure—and because he's got a lot of feminine clothes too, I could probably get away with wearing his clothes most of the time (at least at first). They'd lose his scent after a while, but still—it's easy to wrap yourself in someone's shirt and imagine it stills smells like them.

He's not quite as needy as I am, because he's used to being alone. Would he prefer to be together every second of every day? Yes. And he's clingy when we are together: he wants to be touching at all times. But he's used to sucking it up; he knows how to be stoic about his loneliness.

The hardest part for him would be going to sleep alone. Finally he has learned how to sleep in the nighttime—and it's only because he's gotten accustomed to falling asleep with me in his arms. He won't sleep much at first: it's too easy for him to fall back into old habits without me there. He'd rather work till he passes out then have to fall asleep in a bed by himself.

It would help him to talk on the phone every night. He'd probably like to have something he can hug, too—I know that we've all just discovered that Saeran likes plushies; maybe it runs in the family. I'd get him a big squishy cat plushie that's the perfect size for him to hold in his arms when he falls asleep with the phone on speaker on the pillow beside him. It's not the same, but it's better than nothing.

And he could design some very good tech for this, too—perhaps something small we can carry around in our pockets (a little robotic animal, maybe, with a cute face). They're a pair: one lights up if the other touches it, and it means "I'm thinking about you." Maybe he makes a whole bunch of tiny little robots that speak in his voice at random times of the day. If he's the one who's gone away from home, he'll leave them all over the house—and some aren't set to start speaking for months, so I'll keep finding little surprises.

I can't make him robots, but I can write a badass letter. I'd write him a bunch of handwritten letters—one to read every day. I'd have to remind him not to read them all at the beginning, because he'd want to—but it would make him so much happier to have a new message to read every morning.

We'd probably annoy all of our friends. We'd whine a lot in the chat room; we'd flirt in group chats even more than usual.

But we'd survive. And god: the reunion at the end would be spectacular.