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❤︎⁠ SELFSHIP REBLOG GAME ❤︎⁠

୨୧ Hiii!! I love to make userboxes, and would love to make one for you 🥺

So reblog this post with a character (include their source) and what you'd like it to say, and I'll make a userbox for you! If there is a specific picture you would like me use, please include that in your reblog. If your f/o has different variations (such as animated, live action, etc), please include which one you would like.

Here are some examples of userboxes I've made (for myself and others):

*please do not use these userboxes unless they were made for you*

If you're looking for a more generic userbox, I have created a few templates you can select from. Please be sure to include the template's name in your request if you want it to be used for your userbox. Here are a few examples (text can be changed to anything you'd like):

Template names (in order): Lovey Dovey, Evil, and Sweet Dreams

*If you send me an ask or dm with your request, I will not respond. You must reblog this post with your request to receive a userbox. Please be mindful of my boundaries and read my byf/dni before making a request*

✘ MINORS DNI ✘ PRO.SHIP DNI ✘

Falling asleep alone and waking up with your f/o curled up next to you like a little cat sitting on your legs.

Listening to them softly snore or sleep talk. Listening to their slow breaths.

-------> bonus: they say your name! It makes you giggle. What a dork.

Trying to synchronise your and their breaths without them noticing.

--------> bonus: they notice and try to do the same! You're synchronised! Then something makes one laugh and it all falls apart.

Looking at them smile on their sleep and wondering if they are seeing you in their sleep.

-----> bonus: turns out they were dreaming about something else. Desserts. Their favourite game. Their hyper fixation. But they're so dorky and adorable that you're not disappointed. You love how they are so occupied with their loves and interests.

Watching them wake up and asking them "how was your dreams?" and them smiling and telling you all about it with love in their voice.

------> bonus: they fall into rambling and you just listen. It's not a relevant topic anymore but its adorable.

Having to share the same pillow because your f/o (or you) likes being in the others personal space. Being 'annoyed' but silently loving every second of it.

-----> bonus: you and your f/o having mini blanket wars to try and get the most blanket. Eventually wrapping yourselves as a big burrito works the best.

Waking up realising you're (or your f/o's) late to an appointment or work or school!! The other wakes groggily all confused then gets up as they realise.

-----> bonus: one dresses the other to get ready for whatever they're late for. The other is too sleepy to care.

You're upset and crying yourself to sleep. You don't want comfort. But your f/o wants to sit with you. So they do, just in case. They lay next to you. And eventually their soft breaths and deep understanding of what you want eases you into a nice, comfortable sleep.

Wrapping your legs around your f/o's waist.

------> bonus: they snuggle to fit into your legs better!

Staying up allllll night to play a dumb game with your f/o! Or to watch a really shitty movie. You realise the suns rising and panic, but you're so happy not to be upset about it.

Watching the way their eyes dart under their lids in a dream, their eyelashes fluttering, wondering what they're seeing.

Helping your insomniac f/o fall asleep with warm drinks, cuddles and comfort. Or your f/o helping an insomniac you to fall asleep.... Or... Both insomniacs trying to comfort eachother into falling asleep.

-------> bonus: neither realised yall fell asleep! You wake up not knowing what time it is..

Dreaming about your f/o and waking up with them next to you.

Being uncomfortable to sleep in the same room as anyone. Your f/o respects this. They will see you in the morning, to make sure your night was okay.

--------> bonus: being uncomfortable to sleep in the same room as anyone, but making an exception for your f/o. They're too comfy not to sleep next to.

Sitting in your bed to put slippers on or get undressed and conking out. When you wake up they didn't try to wake you. You're tired. You needed it.. You go to the living room to find they've made you a warm drink and snacks.

------> bonus: they tucked you in when you fell asleep! Maybe even dressed you. You're in the comfiest pj's you own..

Falling asleep and waking up with them reading a book or scrolling on their phone, and putting it down once they see your up. It's time to give you attention.

--------> bonus: waking up to them reading or scrolling, and pressing your head close to read or watch too. They smile and laugh, continuing.

Your f/o falling asleep at their desk and you carrying them to bed. Or the other way round.

-----> bonus: they wake up while you're carrying them.. You quietly tell them to just rest. They may protest. But eventually they succumb.

Falling asleep against their chest. Or them falling asleep on yours.

------> bonus: them laying ontop of you to call asleep like a weighted blanket. Or you doing the same to them.

Having a nightmare and your f/o comforting you when you wake. Telling you it's OK.

Waking up and realising you and your f/o had the same dream.

Waking up after a fight with your f/o but it all seems okay in the morning. Everything is talked about. Everything is forgiven.

----> bonus: they wake up and apologise. Your you wake up and apologise. That sleep helped bring clarity to what happened.

Your f/o reminding you this is a new day, after you had a hard day the day prior.

-----> bonus: your f/o telling you it's okay to sleep in if you had a difficult day prior. It's a self care day today.

Naps on the couch after watching a TV show. Waking up to your heads pressed together. Deciding it's on to rest a bit longer and sleeping the rest of the night.

-------> bonus: if you have a big blanket wrapped around eachother. The tv show or YouTube video has autoplayed to something new and weird. It's hours later than you remember.. How long did you sleep??? It's warm and the lights are low but not fully dark.. The comfiest evening.

Being too excited to sleep and having to ramble to your f/o to doze off.

Your sleep schedules are the opposites. While they're at work, you're asleep all day. You wake up when they get home. They go.. "Did you just wake up.?" then laugh. Not out of mockery. But because it's adorable that their first sight is your scruffy bedhair.

------> (notes; this is literally me and him everyday as I sleep through the day and wake at late afternoon.. I always tell him "I like waking up when you're home.. So I can spend my whole day with you!" and he gets all flustered and laughs. "dork. Cmon. Let's get you breakfast and me some dinner".)

Waking up peacefully knowing you'll be with the love of your life all day today, because your f/o is always with you, every morning, every night. Forever holding your hand.

You locate one of their other favourite night sky objects, and point it out to them, moving to hand them the binoculars. Instead, you catch their wide eyes, staring at you, with the same wonder you were gazing at the sky with.

Their day has been long and arduous - maybe they were overworked or there was strife with a coworker - so they come home grumpy and tired, all but ignoring you as they step inside and just let their belongings fall to the floor.

Your f/o doesn’t say much when they notice your eyes start to water, at least not at first. They’re quiet, steady, and unmoving, while you’re over there sniffling like the world just ended.

Instead of teasing you, they simply shift closer. A hand comes down to gently ruffle your hair, resting there for a beat as if to remind you that they’re yours. “You cry too easily,” they murmur, their voice deep and calm, but the way they tuck you against their chest betrays just how much they secretly adore it.

While you sniffle and cling to them, they hold you with an unshakable strength, like nothing could ever pry you from their arms. They never tell you to stop crying. They just let you soak their shirt, their stoic expression softening only when you can’t see it. And though they’d deny it if you asked, they secretly think it’s cute, how you can fall apart so easily, only to trust them enough to piece you back together.

may I request an imagine where yume has BPD and is terrified of losing f/o and yume fears that they’ll lose interest and find someone else, or they’re afraid of being replaced

I’ve been experiencing this with an f/o and need some comfort tysm if this is too heavy i’m sorry

thank you!! 🩷 from me to you, i hope you feel better. i'll do my best and take care of yourself, okay? don't apologize for wanting comfort. you deserve it like anyone else. always remember, your f/o loves you. they wouldn't replace you and you mean the world to them. have a nice day and i hope this helps you feel better

it was the small things that counted. how you noticed minute changes in their behavior that filled you with dread. but, you could handle it. you could bite it down and hold back because they wouldn't leave. yet that fear never got away, in fact, it bubbled over until it boiled within you and burned you from the inside out. you were terrified. were they not interested anymore? would they find the presence of another far more comforting? were they going to abandon you after so long? just the thought of it burned the corner of your eyes.

"hey, hey, look at me." it's your f/o's voice that snapped you out of it. when had you started to cry? how they were worried out of their mind with a look that spoke a thousand languages as they pressed their hand against your cheek to wipe away the overwhelming flood of tears. could you tell them? let them know that all this pain in your heart was caused by just the idea of them leaving? the shame and disgust towards yourself was unbearable.

"i'm not going to leave you." your f/o promised, a reassuring tone that stood firm in its finality. "for as long as you would let me, i want to stay with you until our skin wrinkles." they pressed a kiss to the corner of your eyes. "you mean the world to me. no matter what, i could never replace you." they continued on, letting you grab onto them and refuse to let go in a grip so tight that you could have ripped at their clothing. "i know it's scary, so i'll tell you this as much as you need."

"i won't ever leave you."

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you're not sure what is louder, the downpour or your beating heart. to be able to be close to your f/o is a blessing in disguise despite the fact the two of you are stuck in the pouring rain. the two of you are holding the umbrella together, trying to avoid the lingering glances that the two of you found yourselves in a loop of. their hand holds down tighter under the excuse of holding the umbrella steady… but as you notice them taking a deep breath. you're glad to be able to hold their hand for the first time too.

it's not your fault that your f/o is like that. that stupid, cocky grin on their face, the way their arms are wrapped around your waist like you're going to escape from them at any second, how they just won't sit still and let you do what you wanted to do.

you run your fingers through their hair while they look at you lovingly like you're their angel from above. how they lean and place their face against your chest as they finally give you the chance to start braiding their hair.

you think, no, convinced, no you know that they want to drag this out for as long as possible. that's why they keep messing with the braids from how childish they're being: they shake their head at the last second, they start complaining about the braids being uncomfortable, and even worse, they look you in the eyes and start undoing the braids right in front of you.

but it's fine for now. you'll get it done eventually because it's not like you want to go anywhere either.

may i request an imagine for an f/o who is subtly, but very, physically affectionate. like always trying to hold the s/i's hand, sneak quick kisses, or wrap an arm around their shoulders or waist?

Thank you ^-^

♡ — just for a second

public displays of affection are acts of physical intimacy in the view of others, or, to your f/o, a challenge that they needed to find themselves a loophole for. there wasn't a day, let alone an hour, that didn't pass that your f/o didn't want to be around and feel your warmth against theirs.

during a dinner date. as if sitting next to each other wasn't enough, their chair found a way right next to yours. they never gave you a chance to hear the chair move before their shoulder brushed up against yours and their pinky wrapped around yours under the table. when those fingers that itched to join in to the party caressed against your palm as they enveloped your entire hand as they focused on their meal like they had been so sneaky.

sometimes, opportunity would just offer it on a silver platter, when just a hint of food covered the corner of your lips. they offered to take care of it, letting their lips brush against yours to kiss it away as they lingered just a few seconds longer than needed. it wasn't the first time, let alone the last. how you could remember when they leaned in to whisper to you, yet you could feel their lips pressing against the corner of your jaw with a quiet, "that's all."

or that time when the two of you were walking in a crowded area. it's an easy excuse that you could get lost, that it would be safer to hold you close. let it be your shoulders or waist, but they refuse to let you get lost in the crowd. they pull you against them, holding you like a gust of wind could take you away.

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and just for good luck. one more kiss. they were sure there was something on your lips and wanted to make sure they got it.

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"are you okay?"

for now, you were anything but okay. you were gripping f/o's arm so tightly that you were sure your own senses would sweep you away into the sea of fear and drown you if you dared to let go. they stood firm, letting the anxiety and fear naturally course through your system as they eased you into deep breaths.

one… two… three… four… five…

when you were calmed enough, you noticed how their fingers intertwined with yours, their grip strong and secure as they lifted up their hand with yours to give small cheer. "i've got you. you'll be okay." how that whisper sneaked into your guarded system to steadily begin to undo the codes of your fear, letting you focus on just the moment. for now, your once trembling fingers that dug into their knuckles released them from their temporary jail.

"ready to keep going?"

whether or not you were was for you to decide. but for now, you could feel that once all-consuming anxiety flee in your f/o's presence.