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─────────﹒★﹒﹒─ ⸝⸝ ꒰ welcome to roll for shortcake! 🍓 ⁞ ˎˊ˗

ೀ　haiii ^^! im george, but you can just call me tally, & this is my selfshipping side blog!! my main is @thepixelfairyy !!

♩22 so MDNI please and thank you!!

ೀ i use he/him pronouns!

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ꪆৎ I am a Chance from Date Everything riako!

ꪆৎ Started Dating : July 13th, 2025

♡ Engaged : December 27th, 2025

ꪆৎ Married : April 20th, 2026

♡ Parker Bradley is my familial big brother!

ꪆৎ this particular blog is non-sharing for now as an influx of quite harsh messages !! Please refrain from mentioning your own self-ship with Chance in my comments & mentions, thank you! Doubles please DNI <3

♡ Chance is my only romantic f/o! & i love him very much!!

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#⋆｡‧˚ʚ🐉🍰roll for shortcake ɞ˚‧｡⋆ - Chance x George Content

#✮⋆˙🎱🕷️my brother looooves men - Parker Big Brother Content

#‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹૮꒰˶ ⁠❛   ˕ ⁠❛˶꒱ა nose twitching - Bunnyposting

#🍮🥄 ˚₊‧ Caramel Puddin' - Personal Posts

#⁺‧₊˚꒰ა⋆at his ♱ altar⋆໒꒱ ˚₊‧⁺ - NSFT

#⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ hey! look! listen! - Reblogs

#જ⁀➴ ♡ Strawberry Juice - Asks & Ask Games

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☆ Proshippers and the like.

☆ All basic DNIs apply! For More Info, Check Here!

☆ i would also appreciate if you are anti-Agere to please DNI also, as I may post the odd bit of that :)

☆ with that in mind, however, NSFW agere/ DDLG blogs please stay far far far far far far away from me!!

☆ I ask that heavy Diceplay shippers please DNI with this blog, it's nothing personal and I like the ship, however the community has been very hostile towards me as of late, and I wish to keep this my safe space! Also the thought of my brother and my fiance dating... yikes !!

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Blinkies & Stamps ♡

after many years back in the closet, I’ve recently started to come back out again, albeit slowly, and god what I wouldn’t give to have Chance here to go through it all with.

coming out the first time is hard enough but doing it twice? the second time feels harder. but i know he’d be right there, hands in my hair, kissing at my forehead.

“I love you, George. You look so handsome today, George. I like it when you speak, George. You’re my favourite boy, George.”

I think often about his hands over my shoulders, down my chest, and there being less of a curve there, and him smiling into the crook of my neck knowing just how much more me i feel this way.

i want to hear him say my name over and over. my name. not the names ive hidden behind.

i want him to smile when i don’t pitch my voice up like i have done for years and years and years to convince myself im someone im not.

Chance loves George, and this I am sure of <3

i know that there will be a lot of pride month posts going around right now, and that this one may be left of field but:

for every selfshipper who is still in the closet

for every selfshipper who doesn’t know if they’ll ever be able to come out of the closet

for every selfshipper who is scared

for every selfshipper who was not accepted by those around them

for every selfshipper who isn’t out even to the queer people in their lives

for every selfshipper who only gets to be themselves with their f/o

for every selfshipper who does not know who they are yet

for every selfshipper who many struggle during pride month and feel guilty for such

for every selfshipper who does not feel seen even right now

for every selfshipper who is only out on the internet

for every selfshipper who is only out to the close people in their lives

for every selfshipper who needs to hear it this pride:

your f/o loves you as you are.

i love you as you are.

you deserve sunshine.

we deserve sunshine.

you are still queer, for rainbows still exist even when the weather doesn’t allow them to be seen. dms are open always, but especially at this time 🩷

f/o who knows you aren’t okay. who noticed that you sleep more, eat less, that your feet drag when you walk.

f/o that lets you break down, even when you’re the happy friend. the emotional support friend. the okay friend.

f/o that comes home to find you in the same spot you were in when they left, and goes into the kitchen. they come back with tea and your favourite treat. they sit you up against them and they feed you. they hold the water to your lips.

f/o that doesn’t give up on you.

f/o that isn’t going to let you go, isn’t going to sit and watch you suffer like this. who holds you when you cry, who sits in all the hurt with you. who hates that you feel this way about yourself, about life.

f/o that believes you deserve a life better than this. and stops at nothing to give it to you.

f/o that knows you can do it, just that you need help. they know you don’t like asking for help, so they do it silently.

f/o that will not let you give up.

because they love you far too much for that.

f/o that understands why you aren’t happy for your friends right now and doesn’t villainise you for it.

f/o that sees all the stress and the pressure and the anxiety you’re under, and also sees the way you’ve asked nicely for people to give you the space to feel that, and that they aren’t listening.

f/o who holds you as you sob and bawl because everyone’s got it so good but you’re so bogged down by your situation. who combs their hands through your hair when someone rubs in your face yet again their joy while you race to meet deadlines, to sort situations out, to feel okay again.

“Baby it’s okay, you can’t be happy for everyone all of the time. Not when you feel like this, and certainly not when you’ve asked people to wait”

they say as they bring you tea as you work and rub your shoulders, and help you through your challenges.

f/o that turns your phone off when someone yet again violates your boundary and rants with you about such.

f/o who is okay with you not being 110% positive all of the time. they know you need a break from celebrating everyone’s joy for just one moment while you get through this.

{ on a real, im really on a crunch to finish my thesis and submit my degree and people are TESTING ME this week with their joyous and whimsy nature despite me asking people to just give me a bit of space while i finish my degree. let me have 2 weeks of being a mardarse and then I’ll be happy for you…}

if your f/o has a dick, imagine them struggling to open, unwrap and put on a condom cuz it’s too slippery. or onto the strap if not!

I’m not usually one to post the art made for my selfship but the talented wonderful amazing art Jesus himself @heartz-and-spadez made this for me and I’m GEEKING OUTTTTUHHH 🥹💖

Does anyone else selfship romantically or platonically just so they can have someone who’d choose them first?

To have a best friend who would call you their best friend too.

To have a lover that would fight tooth and nail for you?

Because I see Parker Bradley as both my brother and my very best friend. He would always call me his too I think. He’d set me up with Chance and I’d set him up with my friend who he is madly in love with.

Chance would come running for me no matter what too. The love of his life. His soulmate. He looks for me in every room I’m in. I’m everything to him. There is no world in which he would not choose me first.

What I’m saying is that selfshipping allows me, a floater friend who doesn’t have a mutual bestie, to experience that sort of love in my life.

I’m so grateful for my love and my silly big bro.

happy tdov to all the trans selfshippers, and i want to give a special happy tdov to all the trans selfshippers who can’t come out.

who are scared.

who are traumatised.

who hide to stay alive.

who aren’t ready.

who don’t know if they’ll ever be ready.

who look on with teary eyes today.

i love you. i see you. not only today, but everyday.

i love you. we will make it out of here my angels. 🤍.

my dms are open if this is you too. 🫂

Hyperfem selfshippers who are constantly pushed to the side for their more masculine counterparts, I see you.

You are infact not too girly for your f/o. They LOVE how unabashedly feminine you are. They love that you like pink, bows, lace, ribbon.

They would collect them for you and fashion you little barettes out of their collected material. They’d add little charms too, perhaps ones that remind you of them so you’re always carrying a little piece of them around with you wherever you go.

Your f/o would never undermine your intelligence because you like a little skirt. Because you like to smell of whipped cream or strawberry tarts. Because you like a lash that would make you flutter away. They know you are incredibly smart. That you study hard, and are capable of great things.

They don’t treat you like an airhead or like a lesser alternative because of how you dress, what you like, and the softness in your edges.

Your f/o helps you attach ribbons to your hair and handbag, they are always sending you posts of bunnies or fawn with a “wow look baby, it’s you!”

They glare at the people who imply you are lesser. Dumber. Unworthy. Your f/o would not let anyone even insinuate that, wouldn’t dare let them go about treating you with such disrespect while saying that they love your f/o!

Your gentleness, your sweetness, your kindness and grace, they are all part of what your f/o loves about you, despite what others may say. 🩷

A rough few days reckoning with the realisation that I am treated the way I am by some other selfshippers because they see my softness as a weakness. But Chance loves it, I know he does