#f/ofebruary

[selfship-monster-lover]

You've heard of F/O February now get ready for...

Full Year F/O!

Instead of a prompt every day for a whole month I'll be giving a prompt for every month in 2023 and you'll have the whole month to do something for it! All works are welcome so it doesn't matter if you're an artist, writer, collage maker, gif maker, make fancams, etc so long as you you're loving your F/O have fun!

I'll try to make them themed with the months (note: I live in America so while I keep things in separation from super personal holidays it'll still be themed based on how the seasons are where I live)

I'll post the prompt of the month on the first day of each month!

#Full Year F/O #Self Ship #self shipping #self ship community #selfship #selfshipping #F/Os #fictional other #fictional others #f/o February #f/ofebruary #fofebruary #fo february #full year fo

[futurewife]

Cable Taking You On a First Date Would Include:

For F/O February Day 4- First Date, a Cable Imagine

-Cable would be the one to ask you out. He may be from the future but he’s an old fashioned romantic at heart. The only thing that would give it away as a request to take you out for a drive- but romantically- would be his distinct inability to make eye contact and a faint flush across his weathered cheeks.

-(You two had previously been known to eat meals and have coffee breaks together- Cable likes black coffee with none of that extra shit- little excerpts of domestic peace where you fell in love with the grizzled older man, listening intently as he opened up about his past life and relishing in developing a comfortable rapport as you became an affectionate target of his acrid sense of humour. )

-His idea of a first date outfit is just having freshly laundered clothes, but you don’t mind at all. He smells clean but heady, like soap and a uniquely masculine scent. However you choose to dress, he greets you with a low murmured “You look beautiful darlin’” and wonders how he got a pretty little thing like you all to himself.

-Your first date takes place at a local lookout, in the bed of his pick up truck. Simple and sweet. It’s more about being alone with you, and being able to take each other in somewhere quiet. The two of you go about constructing a nest of blankets and throw pillows borrowed from the X-Mansion and it tickles you to observe Cable doing something so domestic. He carefully considers how to set the cushions against each other so that you’re as comfortable as possible. Cable’s a natural at creating homes, you muse.

-He would duck into the inside of the truck and emerge with cans of beer for the both of you, before plunking himself next to you and stretching out his legs. You’re both still a little hesitant to be any more physically intimate yet, but are happy to be in each other’s company and able to focus purely on each other. You honestly can’t tell if it’s the alcohol or seeing him so at peace, faint smile quirking his lips as he listens to you babble that’s making you warm and glowy.

-During the few hours you spend there, you would chat quietly with Cable, even coaxing a few chuckles and wide, dimpled smiles out of him. You love the way his eyes crinkle, sincere contentment folding his features. You mentally save the image, vowing to keep it safe in your memories. You already knew him pretty well already, so it’s these new, little, mundane moments shared between you, as a couple that you really treasure. Knowing he feels at ease enough in your presence to let some of his gruff façade dissolve and just be makes your chest swell.

-On the drive back, you listen to the radio through the old stereo speakers- the sound crackling and warm. You hold your breath unknowingly as you reach for his free hand with one of your own. His hand is hot and rough, palm thick with muscle but they encase your own with a careful tenderness, despite their strength. He glances at you in the passenger seat, deep brown eyes shining softly. And he squeezes your hand, a silent thank you and a promise to build a life with you filled with many more memories just like this one.

#FOFebruary #f/ofebruary #x-men imagines #xmen imagines #cable imagines #deadpool imagines #marvel imagines #imagines #f/o #reader x cable #marvel imagine #xmen imagine #cable imagine #cable thirst club #imagine

[donatello-writes]

Day 7 - F/O February

Music

For this entry, I thought I'd share the Spotify playlist that I put together for my self-insert fic with Donnie entitled Complementary Colors. I haven't posted it yet, but I will be within the next couple of months, and I am very excited! I'll definitely be making a separate blog for just that fic and other little things that have to do with it: character bios...any art that I, or someone else (if I am so lucky!), creates...Ask memes, etc...

FINAL version of the playlist ->[x]

The songs that I feel best represent Donnie and Alex as a couple are:

Then:

💜

And, finally:

I actually took the songs found in the playlist linked above from two separate ones that I originally made for both characters.

The final playlist is a much shorter version, and more pertinent to the story. For anyone interested, I included the two other playlists as well. Just a forewarning: they're both hella long.

Cadmium (Alex's playlist) -> [x]

Dioxazine (Donnie's playlist) -> [x]

#fbskbjghdaksghhkfdsajks #these songs are all mushy and lovey I cannot handle it #f/ofebruary #music #d 'n a #Donnie x Alex #they all make me think of my little nerdle #X3 #bayverse tmnt #tmnt donatello #my little nerdle #FOfebruary

[selfshipmess]

did a bit of somethin different for fofebruary today!! decided to do a kinda aesthetic thing for me n Muzan's first date ^^

#crow talks #Darling~ [Muzan] (R) #fofebruary #f/ofebruary

[captain-self-ships]

F/O February Day 6: Media Crossover!

Decided to do the Mario series cause I cannot stop thinking of playing Mario Kart 8 with my boy Ace and beating him as Shy Guy, it sends me into a good tizzy.

#f/ofebruary #f/o february #f/o #f/o drawing

[my-canon-now]

F/O February day 3

Admittedly, Celestial being’s job could never be considered ‘done’ but after the defeat of the A-laws they sure as hell didn’t have much to do which is why they collectively decided to go on holiday to the seaside in what used to be Rio De Janeiro.

Nena, being the chaotic fun-lover that she is decides to make a b-line for the sea and jumps in head first, leading her boyfriend to meekly wander into the water to join her. The pair spends a lot of time submerged, playing with what can only be called toy missiles whenever they’re both underwater.

of course when they come out they spend a bit of time sunbathing, maybe getting an ice cream while they dry off and warm up, only to go straight back into the water. This is actually how things usually are with them, a never ending cycle of their entertainment to them.

well, at least they’re chaotic together.

#f/o february #f/ofebruary #fofebruary #fo february #Nena Trinity #gundam #gundam 00

[charliedoyleloves]

Not All Meetings are Great

The first piece of the “Fangs and Ambitions Bared” ship. Which, like, is not a great first meeting. Under the read more. this is just the first draft, so I might post a revised version of the story later.

But this is my first entry to FOFebruary. I’m not a fan of the “Reverse FO” idea, so I’m going with “First Meetings” for it instead. All the prompts will be done for Vaun, because I’m in a mood. Also, to start to establish the ship and practice my writing.

The Eclipse was fun enough. But the wonder soon faded and the drinks had started to take effect. Ducking into an alleyway, Charlie was thankful for their ponytail as they wretched.

 “Your coworkers convince you to go drinking too?” There was someone else in the alleyway, staggering drunk already. “Then again, not many people wanted their cars being worked on so we were able to head out for drinks.”

 Rambling a bit, the man’s attention was solely on Charlie. Knowing that sometimes drunk men and feminine people in dark places did not mix, their hand drifted towards their picked knife.

 A low rattling noise was their only warning before something attached itself to the back of their neck. Screaming, they turned and slashed.

 A long and wet snake fell to  the ground, headless, and they could see the blood on the man. The inhuman eyes.

 The thing at their neck fell off, and they did not want to look.

 There was a shot in the dark, something shining and heavy landing into the man’s head.

 Turning to look where it came from, they only saw blacks darker than the reddish shadows of the alleyway. And a searing pain in their head after a flash.

 As their body hit the ground with the force of the impact, a drunken Charlie willed themselves to not scream. Not even move as the combat boots came in view, instead settling for shutting their eyes. They held their breath.

 A wet noise sounded in the alley, and as there was more shuffling, there was a great pain in their head. They bit their cheek to stop from making a noise. Did not even flinch as something rattles lower than the man that attacked them.

 There was an odd feeling in their head, but they could not make out the words the attackers were saying. So instead they counted silently.

 One

 The boots came closer.

 Two

 Long and warm fingers pried the knife from their hand.

 Three

 The would hear the blade being dragged across fabric, but they could still not make out the words that were being said.

 Four

 The boots stared to sound further away.

 Five

 The alleyway was silent.

 Six

 Seven

 Eight

 Nine

 Ten

 After four count without any noise, they risked opening their eyes. Sunlight was beginning to come back into the shadowed alleyway. Beside them, the body of their initial attacker started to decay rapidly.

 They crawled over to the wall of the building, curling into themselves. This had to be a bad dream. They had merely passed out and were having a bad dream. They were just too drunk.

 But Charlie could feel that the entire experience sobered them up.

 For what felt like an hour, they shook and stared at the decaying body before them. By the time they could stand again, it was gone save the bloodied remains of the clothing.

 Standing on shaking legs, they took a step out of the alleyway. Then another.

 Sprinting away, they just needed to get home.

#f/ofebruary #fofebruary #otp: fangs and ambitions bared #si: fang #charlie writes

[voidselfshipp]

F/O FABRUARY! DAY4:FIRST DATE

Pairing: Coding love in the shadows( revenant x jerico)

Summary: its has been a while since revenant was out in the public without killing anyone,this however doesnt prevent him for having a bit of fun.

(Jericos pronouns in this oneshot are she-he,bc me myself couldnt figure out which to use today)

~《♡》~

-Baaabe!! Hurry up- jerico says as she scrolls through Twitter- its already eleven pm, the movie theathre is Open till 12 pm-

Revenant walks insecure , his hands are hidden in his pocet as the ridiculous obersized hoodie that his boyfriend lent him use fits almost perfectly.

The girl looks at her boyfriend and smiles, he looks so cute with it.

The black and red hoodie combines perfectly with rev's colorpallette, she has this big Grin on her face as she hugs him.

The bot is taken back from the sudden display of affection, but soon enough he hugs back.

-Werent we going to be late?-Revenant asks as his hands caress the back of jerico's neck.

-stop it, im going to fall asleep if you Keep doing that-

-Maybe thats my plan-

-A shitty plan I may add-

-no you May not,you little rascal-

Both chuckle and stare at eachothers eyes, they came closer as jeris lips make contact with revs" lips", this lasts for a while but finally they pull apart.

-Im sorry you cant have actual lips to kiss -rev says in the Lowest of voices as they maintain the hugs.

-Baby...I dont give a single fuck about it, I love you as you are, nothing is changing that any time soon-

-everything has an end , jeri-his hands cup his girlfriends cheeks as he looks them in the eye- and ours is more prone to end soon-

-One, shut the fuck up-jerico says, kissing him again- second, I love your voice , and third, come on you dramatic asshole, we are going to be late, and you are driving-jeri tosses the keys to revenant and she walks to the door-come on-

~《♡》~

Revenant hands are firm around the steering wheel, his eyes usually steal glances at jerico, she seems to be daydreaming.

He always wonders whats inside of her head.

They finally arrive at the mall,the parking lot is almost empty.

Revs hand lays on jeris thigh, snapping from his daydream.

-We are here,baby- the bot kisses his boyfriends cheek.

~《♡》~

-And how was the movie?-jerico says as she munches on a Burger.

-I liked it I guess, my favourite part was when you held to me for dear life in that one scene-

-remind me to not let you pick the movie Next time,Also could you get me an icecream please?, the one with chocolate chips!-

Revenant cannot deal with how cute his boyfriend is as he makes puppy eyes.

-Finish that and ill get you the Icecream-

-Deal-

~《♡》~

Revenant waits in the line for the icecream,he fiddles with the receipts, feeling Like everybodys staring at him.

Nobody is.

As he is about to pick the icecream a woman pushes infront of him to order.

-Im sorry ma'am...-Revenant says trying to Keep calm- I was --

-I dont care if you were first you stupid useless bolt can-

Rev can feel his eyes Burning.

but before he can do anything, jerico comes out of nowhere , with a scowl on her face and out for blood.

-Oh yes my bad miss- he says, stepping back, ready to admire the scene thats about to happened.

'Shit has hit the fan' he thinks as jerico taps the womans shoulder, before the mean Lady can say anything , jeri Lands a hit to her nose,making it bleed.

-Now hear me out you cheap, Karen looking, disgusting ass, call my boyfriend a"useless can of bolts " again and ill kick your ass into outer space, you hear me?-the woman nodds but spits near rev's feet.

Jerico is about to throw herself at her ready to beat her ass.

Quickly rev hugs her from behind with one hand as the other uses it to grab the Icecream from the astounded employee.

-There there Feral Dog On Drugs, you did what you had to do, here is your icecream-

The woman looks at the dessert and grabs it, eating it as they hold hands, walking to the parking lot.

He was a bit proud, not gonna lie.

~《♡》~

-Remember I said our relationshipp was going to end?-

-Yes-

-i was wrong-rev says- after you stood up for me I knew you were going to follow me to the end of time-

-I dont mind punching another mean Lady if it means that It Will make you understand that i love you-

-You enjoyed it,didnt you-

-Abso-fucking-lutely-

-Thats my girl-

~《♡》~

#revenant apex legends #romantic f/o #my f/os #f/o x s/i #self shipping #self insert #f/o community #f/ofebruary #(F/O)february

[flatstarcarcosa]

F/O February

Day 1, “Announcement”, or in this case “Van’s Very Big Announcement that they Actually Did Not Make”

((whoops forgot to mention the prompts are done by @tittiesontrees ))

Deal Between Local Realtor and Domestic Violence Outreach Center Results in First Apartment Complex for Abuse Victims and Families

Cable’s coffee mug stops half an inch from his mouth. He scans the article, reading it with more interest than he’s read a newspaper with in a long time. He frowns, rising from the table and padding down the hall to Van’s office. He finds them looking over a floor plan with a holographic projector, a little future-tech gift he’d gotten them for Christmas. 

He leans on the doorway and clears his throat. Van doesn’t respond, instead turning the holo and using their fingers to throw out what was once a doorway. He reaches over and flicks the lights, causing Van to pull out an earbud and turn around. 

“What?” they ask. He holds up the paper. 

“You didn’t think to tell me you even closed the deal on those apartments, never mind got all the renovation done?” Cable asks. Van furrows theirs brows and crosses the room, examining the headline. 

“Well that’s misleading,” they mumble. “It’s only 12 units, and they were originally shitty condos, it’s hardly a whole ass apartment complex.” 

“You’ve been working on this project for three years,” Cable says. “I literally had to keep you from attacking the previous owner when he tried to hold the property hostage for more money. And you didn’t even tell me?” 

Van shrugs, turning back to the holo. “I don’t make a point to tell you about every property I buy or sell or whatever,” they say. He rolls his eyes, pushing off the door and tossing the paper onto Van’s desk. 

“This was your idea,” he says, “this whole project was your baby. You’re not just making another community living shelter or giving money to one you bought out one of the prime locations in the county, blocked it from becoming another hotel and decided to give people fleeing abuse permanent homes. For free!

“Don’t you want to take a break and- I don’t know, enjoy the moment? The article said you didn’t even respond for comment to the paper.” 

“It’s not about me,” Van says quickly. “And it’s not about the damn piece of land. People shouldn’t want to celebrate when someone uses their resources to care about and help other people.” 

“Well we live in a society that does,” Cable says. “Besides, there’s nothing wrong in having pride in what you do.” Van’s lip curls. 

“Never understood that,” they say. “Pride, I mean. Big deal, I did the thing I said I was going to do. Now I can move on to the next thing.” 

“What...do you mean you don’t understand pride?” 

Van shrugs. 

“I just don’t get it. I mean, I say it just to make life easier, but really I don’t see the point. You start getting proud of things you start losing sight of why you did them, you get arrogant, you stop wanting to get better....” they trail off, mumbling something at the end of the sentence Cable can’t hear. He blinks a little, then sighs. 

Today is not the day to get Van into an existential conversation about the complexities of the human condition. Very few days are, in fact, but today especially so. He leans over and gives them a kiss on the forehead. 

“You may not understand it, but I’m proud of you,” he says. “But next time you finish something you’ve been working on for literal years, I better hear about it as soon as it’s done.” 

“No promises,” they say. 

#f/ofebruary #selfshipping #self shipping community #ship: out of time/out of patience #finger guns love the idea of nate accepting my weird melancholic ass bc he knows on the inside i am Acceptably Decent #me: what if....i gave people free housing #me after doing that: okay fine but what if........i could give MORE people free housing no im not proud of that HOUSING SHOULD BE FREE god #nate crying: you go you funky little realtor #f/ofebruary2019 #van.fic

[liaswritesrobots]

I'm feeling a lot better which means I'll be going back to work soon so I'm gonna try to start working on my f/ofebruary stuff and match ups again now that I'm up to it!

#I would have today but my friend informed me that Mad Father got a remake #so I was gonna watch a playthrough but the guy I watch daid it was ported to Switch #so I just bought it and played it myself #I played it all day so my sister and nephew could check it out too #Lias talks

[selfship-monster-lover]

F/O February Day 1- First Meeting

F/O: Dinobot

Media: Transformers Beast Wars

Lias knew sneaking around away from the tour guide with their friends probably wasn't a good idea. They didn't want to get in trouble, but they also didn't speak up in fear that it would spoil their friend's fun. They had a bad feeling about this though, especially when they got to a room that was supposed to be off limits to the public. 

The four were curious about what was behind the door. One by one they tried to peer through the glass, but it was too dark to see what was inside.

One of their friends suggests that they should head back and another friend agrees. Unfortunately, their shortest friend isn't done looking, and comments that she can vaguely see something round in the room.

Lias peers in after she moves, but leans against the door a bit too hard and it cracks open, "Oh shit!" They whisper.

"Oooooookay. Time to nope the fuck out of here." One friend says nervously.

"Yeah all four of us can all agree, that wasn't any of us. Let's go." 

Lias nods.

"I wonder what's in there though? I mean it's already open so one little peek shouldn't hurt."

The three reluctantly agree and follow the lead of their smallest friend.

They creek the door open and poke their heads in one by one, looking around.

"Ok there's my peek." One says.

"Same."

"Guess it's just us then?" Lias says looking at their friend.

The two slowly head in and walk up to the round structure. 

"Looks like some kind of pod." Lias says.

"Oh cool! Can't wait for the xenomorph to pop out and eat us!"

Lias chuckles. Upon closer inspection it looks like the back of the object. They circle it, and sure enough, there's a door open on it and a seat inside, "This bitch is the ugliest gaming chair in existence."

Their friend laughs, "Maybe they're working on some better space chairs here at this science center." She comments.

"Yeah that's probably it. Why would it have a door though?"

"Fuck if I know."

"Hey," One of their other friends whisper yells in, "Let's go, if we fuck around any longer we might get caught."

"Yeah alright." Their friend says and starts out.

Lias starts to head out too, only to trip over their own foot and fall into the pod. The door starts to shut and some lights come on inside. The machine makes a terrible sound and they can hear their friend's panicked cries as they start to pull and bang on the door trying to open it. Lias bangs on it from the inside, hoping it pushes open. So many sounds fill their ears, it gives them a headache.

And then, silence.

They step back, sitting in the chair and taking an ibuprofen and a bottle of water out of their backpack. They down the medication and put their water back into their bag and stare as the door slowly pops open. Steam comes from the sides and they stand up and begin to step outside only to find…

A whole lot of nothing.

"What the fuck?" They ask themself. 

Where the hell were they? There's some grass, and trees and a little watering hole but the land didn't have a lot of other notable markers. 

Wait is that a fucking cheetah?

"Shit!" They run back inside the pod, pulling the door slightly closed but still open enough to peek out.

It looks like that cheetah is being chased by…

Is that a giant wasp!?

"What the fuck is this thing?" They ask, looking around the pod.

They wait a few minutes to make sure the coast is clear and step out again. They peek around the pod to see if the cheetah and wasp are still there. They can see the two fighting in the distance. They watch as the wasp… shoots lasers?!

"What the fuck…" They repeat.

They don't seem to hear the thing sneaking up on them until a snarl leaves it's mouth. They jump and yelp, the hairs on the back of their neck standing on end as they realize a large shadow is now casting over them and only seems to be growing as they hear some kind of odd noise behind them.

They don't want to turn around, but the yelp has seemed to catch the attention of the cheetah and wasp as well. Their breath hitches as the wasp fires a laser in their direction. They feel themself being picked up from the waist as the being behind them growls and retaliates. 

The laser misses them, and instead gets blasted back at the wasp by… a spear?

"AH!" The wasp screams, "WAZZZZZZPINATOR WILL GET YOU SZZZOMEDAY!" He yells before flying off.

The being holding Lias suddenly lets them go, causing them to fall down to the ground, and snarls, "What are you?"

They finally turn to face the being only to see the tall, intimidating, blue faced robot pointing a spear at them.

They open their mouth to answer, but can't find any words. 

"Dinobot! Thanks for the save!" The cheetah says, running over, "Whoa!" He stops running and looks right at Lias, "Hi!" He smiles.

"Uhh...uh… hi? Talking cat?"

Dinobot snarls again, "Do not make pleasantries with this creature, we do not yet know if it is friend or foe!"

"It looks and sounds scared though." The cheetah comments, jumping up and changing form to a robot, "I'm Cheetor! Who are you?" He asks with a friendly smile as he crouches beside them.

"L-Lias. I'm Lias." They answer, voice a little shaky.

Dinobot growls, "What is your business here? Are you maximal or predacon? I see no symbol on you."

"I don't know where here is?"

Dinobot and Cheetor share a brief look of confusion.

"And I'm not either of those… I think…"

"Then what are you?" Cheetor asks.

"I'm a human. What the hell are you?"

A look of shock crosses their faces as they share a look again.

"A human? Here? That's impossible!" Dinobot responds.

"Yeah, humans aren't supposed to exist yet? I think? At least that's what Optimus said. Something about evolution in a long time from now." Cheetor scratches his helm.

"Um… look… I uh, I don't know where I am but I know it's because of that." Lias points to the pod, "I fell into that thing and ended up here."

"I see…" Dinobot rubs his chin, "It must be some sort of time machine then."

"Time machine?! Where the fuck am I?!"

Dinobot lets out a sigh, "Let's just say it's long, long, before your time."

"How do I get back?!"

"That would… probably be a better question for Rhinox and Optimus Primal."

Cheetor's face lights up, "We're taking them back to base?"

"I suppose we have to." Dinobot snarls again before picking the pod off the ground, "We'll have to take this too. Follow us human, our companions will know how to fix this."

"I can't wait to show you to Optimus!" Cheetor says, excitedly, extending a hand to help them up, "He's not gonna believe his eyes! A real human! Here!"

Lias takes his hand and picks themself off the ground and dusts their pants off. Following these two may not be the smartest option, but so far their gut isn't telling them to run away from these two. And at least they're offering some kind of solution. They'll go along for now, it beats sitting out here in the sun all day until an actual cheetah shows up. They follow behind the two robots as Cheetor walks backwards and starts asking a ton of questions on the way back to the base.

#FOFebruary #f/ofebruary #fo February #F/O February #elias.txt #self ship #selfship #selfship community #Transformers #Dinobot #Cheetor #self insert #my writing

[futurewife]

Cable and my s/i Esther (who is literally actually just me but if the question “if you were in the x-men what would your power be?” was fulfilled)…we at the beach… that’s Cable’s beach outfit, you can’t tell but they’re actually cargo SHORTS with POUCHES (x6). Blackcraft Cult makes a ouija planchette pool float too which I found out drawing this. Occult beach activities. 

#this was intended for #f/ofebruary #but I burnt out on like day 3 ahahahaa #self ship community #self shipping #self ship #self ship art #f/o x s/i #selfshipping community #f/o #ghostcable #esther #venusarts

[donatello-writes]

Day 3 - F/O February

Beach Day

Exasperated growls left him as he rummaged through his small duffle bag. Nothing. Donatello could have sworn that he packed them, and yet they were nowhere to be found. And the only article of clothing he found was less than favorable...Unfortunately, he had no other choice.

"Dammit, Mikey..." He scornfully cursed his mischievous younger siblings name, knowing full well that he was behind this shenanigan. Releasing a resigned sigh, he managed to fit into what he'd found.

Outside, the sun beat down harshly, but was soon quelled by a light breeze. Settled comfortably underneath the safety of a giant rainbow umbrella, Alex was nose-deep in a book as she awaited her boyfriend to join her. The sound of crashing waves offered a soothing backdrop, and the saltiness in the air was pleasantly refreshing. Escaping the demands of daily life for even just a few days felt so rejuvenating.

Despite the beach being secluded, and thus not another soul was in sight, the young woman still pulled at the fabric of her swimsuit; a motion done so often that it became habit. If she were brave enough, she'd ditch the suit completely. As she sat there, lost in thought, a shadow ran over sand, the sight bringing a smile to her face. Turning to face him, her hand met her mouth. Donatello stood before her, face reddened.

"This...was all I could find."

A small black Speedo hugged his form tightly, revealing more than enough to make his girlfriend match his blush. Scanning his body, she bit her lip, preparing herself for what she was about to say.

Suddenly emboldened, Alex started, "You know babe, we are alone on this beach..."

Immediately picking up on what she meant, he stripped away the undesirable suit like a pair of tear-away pants, and she followed his lead. Before they knew it, they were rolling around on the sand, laughing hysterically like two people gone mad.

"So, what do you want to do next?" She asked with a coy smile, already knowing the answer.

"I think I have a few ideas."

#abjdhjsajhgdsjhk #I love the little smile of his in that pic #every time I search for a pic to use for my writings or references I just get lost in the cuteness #f/ofebruary #bayverse tmnt #tmnt donatello #donnie x alex #d 'n a #self-ship #my writing #don's quill pen #sorry it's a day late but I just got really inspired this morning #I initially wasn't going to do today's prompt because I wanted to draw it and was sad when I didn't have the energy to draw last night #so I decided to write it instead #I still might draw this

[selfshipmess]

Muzan couldn't help the smile that crept onto his face as he entered he and Ari's house, vanilla invading his senses as he let out a small chortle. They really went all out with the insence, huh? He placed his hat on the rack near the door, kicking off his shoes and shrugging off his jacket. Then he made his way to their shared room, up the steps and down the hall to the left. He barely made a sound on the floor, seeing as it was wooden and he was in socks.

He peeked in to see Ari sitting at their alter, two red candles burning with an insence stick in the middle. They had the windows open, both to make sure the room wasn't too stuffy and to let the fresh breeze in. Spring was beginning to bud outside, and Muzan knew they didn't wanna miss a single second of it.

He approached, setting himself down next to them. They hummed as he did so, not feeling the need to speak as they shifted to lean on his shoulder. He decided to keep the quiet, not wanting to interupt the comfortable silence- maybe they were being quiet for a reason? He wasn't quite sure. He was new to this holiday, but was more than happy to sit with Ari if it meant anything to them.

"..happy imbolc." he mumbled, hoping that was the correct phrasing as they giggled.

"Happy imbolc."

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very late but fofebruary day two!!! heck yeah baybee

#crow writes #Darling~ [Muzan] (R) #fofebruary #f/ofebruary

[captain-self-ships]

F/O February Day 2: Wedding

Yeah,, we kissin keep scrolling

#f/ofebruary #yes id dip him #yes id do that i would #f/o february #f/o: Ace from Blush Blush

[my-canon-now]

F/O February, day 11: Angst

The battle was vicious, GNX after GNX going to take on Celestial Being. As much as everyone wanted to be wrong, they all knew deep down that today, someone isn’t coming back alive.

Nena, was hanging back near Johann’s Throne Zwei, doing a similar act and sniping people from not too far away, though she was trying to assist as many meisters as possible her heart sank when she saw five of them going after the MS of her boyfriend, The GN Dolphin as it was known manages to take out two of it’s opponents before it gets apprehended by another two and shot right through the cockpit and falls eerily still. Witnessing this, Nena screams out and reaches out a hand before the GN-Xes look her way.

Then Nena wakes up with a start in the cockpit of a mobile suit before laying back down with a sigh as a voice rings out from the internal speakers. “you ok, Nena?” asks her boyfriend’s voice. “Yeah, just a bad dream” Nena tells Caleb, looking at the ceiling of the inactive cockpit. “I miss you” “you’re literally sat inside me” Caleb says with a chuckle. “yeah, but I mean  I wish I still had you here in a way that made you feel like you’re here, i mean in a way where i can give you my love properly“ there’s a moment of silence before Caleb responds “if that’s the case, then i miss you too”

#f/o february #f/ofebruary #fofebruary #fo february #Gundams & Roses #Nena trinity #gundam 00 #gundam #gundam selfship #angst