#any type of f/o

[familial-fos]

just a reminder that your familial f/os love you!! regardless of what type they are, if they're biological or found family, they're so glad they get to call you their family and they are so so proud of you <3

proship dni

[minus-world-of-love]

For those who wear nail polish and/or get their nails done... Would you let your F/O pick out a few colors?

[seaside-lovers-archive]

💌 Valentine's Day Delivery 💌

Special delivery! Looks like I have a letter addressed to you... would you look at that, it's from your F/O! It reads:

"Hello, love! I hope this letter finds you well.

Today marks Valentine's Day, a celebration of love. It's a day to reminds others of your love for them. But you want to know something special? I love you every day. Truly, I do! You're special to me and I hope you remember that. I love you so much and I want the absolute best for you.

Maybe we can do something today? We could go out, or stay home if you would prefer that. Maybe we could make treats, or crafts? Whatever you want to do, I'm up for it!

I hope you have a great day, today and everyday. Even if it isn't a good day, please remember that I'm here for you and I care for you deeply. ❤️

Sincerely, Your F/O"

[selfship-confession-box]

It’s probably just me but I really don’t like f/o imagines 😭 like if it’s specific to one of my f/os? Yes ofc love that but like. Just general ones are either way too vague or just. They would not fucking say that 😭 like ‘if you have xyz thing remember your f/os always make time for it!’ Is cute in theory but some of them sure as shit don’t! Not without a lot of character development, but that’s the point, it’s plot, it’s conflict and figuring it out despite that 😭 like sorry if this is just me and you’re all shipping with saints or something but this is not universal 😭

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[ourlittleforever]

Imagine teaching your f/o one of your hobbies! Whether it's a fiber art, paper craft, dance, or art, they would make a sincere effort to learn from you, even if they get a little frustrated by their lack of skill. Or if they're a natural, imagine them beaming with pride as you praise their work!

[author-chan06]

Imagine laying your head in your F/O’s lap:

Do they run their hands though your hair? Or pat your head? Or fiddle with some part of you? Maybe you’re holding hands too? Or maybe they mess with a peace of jewelry you’re wearing? Or maybe they fall asleep?

Do they have a set up that allows them to work while you’re there? Do they say that they’ll only work a couple more minutes but you know them better than that and have to cuddle them hard enough to distract them? Do they actually finish their work but want to annoy you and pretend to continue? Or do they actually finish their work and put it away like they say and then cuddle you back?

Do they make innuendos and jokes about bedroom things? Do you mind or do you find them funny? Do you make more jokes and innuendos back? Do you keep it as just this anyway or do you take them up on their talk? Do they take you up on your talk? Do they really like the lap cuddles just as such?

Are you the one to ask for the lap cuddles or are they? What about in reverse? How is/how would your f/o when they have lap cuddles from you? Do you like the way they give them? Are there any special things about theirs that makes you love them specifically? What about things you hate about their lap cuddles? How often do they happen? And— If you could, would you take their lap cuddles everyday? And if so, would they do that?

[peachypizzicato]

Gifted, Juvenile

The pharmacy was abuzz following Wenona’s reveal. Tozu Trinket screens blinked alive all around the room followed closely by laughter, jeering, scolding. Atticus hesitantly awoke their own Trinket, opening the student reports to see for themselves.

Eva Tsunaka. Officially, the Ultimate Mathlete.

Huh, they thought. Guess she wasn't actually the Ultimate Liar. An odd form of deception, but nothing worth making a fuss over.

Making a fuss over…

Their mind clicked back into reality. Still, their classmates spoke openly of their disappointment and disgust as Eva shrunk further into herself, seemingly moments away from hyperventilation.

Oh, give me a break.

The noise in the room diminished, and all eyes were suddenly on Atticus. Their thoughts managed to slink their way out into the air, but they didn't feel the typical blackhole of anxiety pulling them in.

“Is there a problem?” Wenona crossed her arms and tipped her head to the side condescendingly. Atticus huffed, standing tall in righteous indignation.

“Yeah, actually,” they placed one hand on their hip and gestured with the other, “There is a problem; with just about everyone in this room. I feel like I’m in a room of kindergarteners with the way you're all acting!” Some voices of protest piped up, but were quickly hushed as they continued.

“I mean, look at you all! Yes, it was wrong for Eva to deceive us the way she did. But so goddamn what if she’s called the Ultimate Mathlete? Who cares? I could've easily been called the… Ultimate Animal Guy! Any of us could've gotten silly sounding titles!” Atticus looked around at their peers, “Like the Ultimate Contrarian,” they pointed at Damon, “or the Ultimate Ball-Hitter,” at Grace, “or the Ultimate Note-Taker,” at Ulysses, “or whatever! What does it really matter what she’s called? She’s a math prodigy! She could probably take on equations that would make our heads spin without breaking a sweat! I may not always agree with her, but Eva and her talent are just as important as anyone else’s. You all need to grow up and show some decorum for once. We’re all Ultimates, it’s time to start fucking acting like it.”

They finally heaved a long breath, taking in the room. Some of the other students had promising looks on their faces, like they may have actually gotten through to their peers. Others looked to be mostly uncomfortable and unsure what to say to break the thick tension hanging over the room.

Atticus glanced over to Wolfgang, hoping to jumpstart verbal endorsement from him. Their eyes met for a fraction of a second before he turned away, avoiding their gaze and looking ashamed beneath his typical veneer of stoic confidence. They felt their heart break for a moment, before promptly setting ablaze.

“Y’know what? Whatever. I don't really care what any of you do anyways,” they began a brisk walk to the exit, “I’m going to bed.”

~

Their plan to escape the group didn't pan out for as long as they had hoped. Desmond’s idea to check the dorm locks was helpful, they’d give him that, but feeling that violet stare– one that couldn't seem to bear seeing them just hours earlier– burning a hole in their head was a hell of a price to pay for precaution. Eventually they completely zoned out of the conversation, getting lost in the inane back-and-forth.

Until the topic of bunk buddies arose, that is. They finally returned his gaze at that. He quickly turned away the moment their eyes met. Of course.

As the others argued over the best method of choosing roomies, Atticus carefully sidestepped their peers. Being so close to him still made their cheeks burn, even if they were decidedly pissed, but letting nerves take over hadn't done them any good yet. They slapped the back of their hand against the pressed sleeve of his blazer.

“Hey,” they hissed, “Listen, I’m still pretty upset about earlier. But I feel safer with you than anyone else here. Could we–”

“Oi!” Grace nodded toward the pair, one hand on her hip and the other gesturing between them, “You two, what’s with all the whispering ‘n’ shit, eh? You got somethin’ to hide?”

Atticus wound up to retaliate. Before the words could even leave their mouth, Wolfgang held a protective arm in front of them.

“Ms. Madison,” he started, her name dripping with a sense of annoyance they had never heard him use toward her before, “I can assure you there is absolutely nothing to worry about. Mx. Figueroa merely sought my counsel alone; I believe they are well within their rights to do so.”

The golfer gaped, caught entirely off guard by his response. Straightening his tie, Wolfgang spoke once more, authoritative as ever, “We have agreed that sleeping in pairs will be our best method of protecting ourselves, have we not? Mx. Figueroa was merely facilitating the process independently. If they consider themself to be safest in the presence of one person in particular, it only makes sense that they seek that presence when they will be most vulnerable.”

Another slap met his arm, even less conspicuous and somehow even more forceful. He glanced only long enough to notice them pouting, flushed pink and avoiding eye contact. He merely linked elbows in retaliation. “Therefore, in order to expedite things, we have decided to share a dorm. Hopefully this will make further pairing simpler.”

“Will it ever,” Toshiko chirped, eyes sparkling behind her fan, “The strings of fate have already begun to weave a beautiful tapestry of young hearts… It's a sign, it is time I become love’s loom!” She struck a dramatic pose as Atticus tensed their arm, feeling like they could combust.

“Yep, cool, great! Well, we better get to bed. Night everybody–” They barely finished speaking before yanking Wolfgang into his dorm behind them. As soon as the door shut, they shook him off and burrowed their face in their sweater. Their new roommate straightened himself, chuckling lightly, “So, what was that about?” They grumbled into their sleeves.

“Shut up, alright? I haven't forgotten about this afternoon, y’know!”

“I know.” The humor dissipated from his voice, “And I’m sorry. It shouldn't have taken as long as it did for me to swallow my pride and stand firmly beside you. I figured standing up for you against Ms. Madison’s unfounded accusations could be the first step toward proving my faith in you. I can only hope to also earn your forgiveness along the way.”

Atticus was silent for a moment, then let out a long-suffering sigh. “Thank you, Wolfgang. Really, that means a lot to me.” They met his eyes for the first time since they entered the room. “Honestly, the thing that upset me the most was…” They huffed, seemingly embarrassed.

“What upset me most was the thought that maybe I had cost myself the most important friendship I’ve made here.” Once more they looked away, catching the worried furrow of his brow in their periphery, “I was so afraid that you would see me as a traitor for defending Eva like that. I didn't regret what I said– frankly, I still don't– but I couldn't help the shame I felt when something I said made you… refuse to even look at me.”

“Atticus,” he shook his head, carefully approaching their spot on the sofa, “Atticus, listen to me. I swear to you, I would never abandon you for standing up for someone in need. And I certainly wouldn't abandon you for merely speaking your mind; truly, I find it to be what you do best.”

They fiddled with the ends of their sleeves as he gingerly sat beside them, dipping his head slightly in order to see their face, “I should have never let my own… complicated relationship toward Ms. Tsunaka affect my judgment like that. You're far too important to me.” They couldn't stop the smile creeping up their face, muttering a small ‘thanks’.

“Besides,” he placed a hand atop theirs, “You were right. I had no reason to disagree, or to be petulant for that matter.”

“I was?”

“You were. Despite our status as Ultimates, we are collectively still quite young; some significantly more than others. We may be extraordinarily gifted, but we are adolescents all the same. It doesn't make the behavior right, but it certainly puts it into perspective: we as a group are still in a phase of maturing and overcoming juvenile behavior. Deception is, of course, cause for concern regardless of the context, but there is no excuse for treating our classmates as outsiders; especially for superficial reasons.”

Atticus sighed, rubbing their thumb against his, “At least someone actually listened to me.” Wolfgang smiled, giving their hand a gentle squeeze, “I always do. It is my job after all, being the Ultimate White Knight and all.”

They doubled over, snorting with laughter and startling him momentarily. Throwing their head back, they wiped the jovial tears forming with their free hand, “Oh my god, that’s fucking hysterical…” The slowly subsiding giggles got a second wind as they covered their face. “Were you saving that one all day?”

Wolfgang shrugged, the smirk making its way across his face hiding absolutely nothing, “Perhaps. I simply figured that if we were all getting improperly silly ultimate titles that I was no exception. We may not be the best of friends, per se, but if supporting the Ultimate ‘Animal Guy’ means standing in solidarity with the Ultimate Mathlete, then so be it. Flowery titles are overrated anyway.”

Atticus smiled and bumped shoulders with him, “Well said, white knight,” they chuckled, “So, what about everyone else, huh? Jean’s obviously the Ultimate Pirate now, right?”

“Unquestionably,” he laughed, “He would absolutely despise it if you said so to his face, but such is the way of Terrible Talent Titles.

They placed a hand to their chin. “Exactly, the Triple-T,” they used their best ‘sage wisdom’ voice, which promptly crumbled away as the both of them devolved into hastily hushed giggles.

The rest of the night was spent deciding the worst possible way to describe their classmates’ talents, good-natured jabs in every direction, and a symphony of laughter that left cheekbones sore and neighbors exasperated. Neither knew what new horror tomorrow might hold. But for the night, they were safe and they were happy.

For the night, they could simply be together.

[familial-fos]

familial f/o ask game!!

i tried my best to make these applicable to any kind of familial f/o - parental, sibling, kid, etc.!

🎨 what’s your favourite thing to do with your familial f/o?

🫶 how do each of you show affection? do you have similar styles, or are they completely different?

🫂 how does your familial f/o comfort you when you’re feeling down? or vice versa, how do you comfort them?

🤩 what’s your favourite thing about your familial f/o? what’s their favourite thing about you?

🧬 are you biological family or found family? if you’re found family, how did you meet? what were your first impressions of each other?

🤔 what’s one thing about your familial f/o that most people don’t know?

🐈 what animal do you think your familial f/o would be? what animal would you/your self insert be?

🎓 what’s something that you’ve learned/pick up from your familial f/o? what’s something they’ve learned/pick up from you?

🖼️ share your favourite picture of your familial f/o!

😋 share a silly headcanon (or canon) about your familial f/o!

🤫 do you have any nicknames for your familial f/o? do they have any for you? if so, is it something that has to be explained to anyone that's not one of you, or is it pretty straightforward?

divider by me! please try to practice reblog karma <3

proship please dni and do not steal this post

[chemistryrabbit]

does your f/o get nightmares? how do you comfort them afterwards? do they want to be held or do they want to get up and get a warm drink? do you talk about it or do you distract them?

[minus-world-of-love]

For those who need it...

Imagine this... It's 9:40 pm and it's thundering outside, you're cuddling with your F/O in the dimmest of lights, both of you in your PJs (if you both even have those) and in their touch, soft, warm touch... You never thought you'd feel this safe in your life, yet here you are. Their hand pets your head and holds you close as they hush to you sweet nothings.

Life really does change for the better. it's often just that the future is scary until we witness it. Your F/O is so, so proud of you, and you should know it. They'll always love you, no matter what.

[sleaze4sleaze]

Got myself comfortable with my f/o and my transness in record time YAYYYYY

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

Okay yall. Really need thoughts and opinions here!! So you might've noticed but I really love the Tomadachi Life game, and for the longesttttt time, ever since I got that game, I have always wanted Miitopia as well but could never get it. And long story short, when I modded my 3DS I got Miitopia, but my indecisveness got the best of me and I could never pick what class I should make myself, nonethless what F/Os to add. but. The thing I want thoughts on here for is.. what class should I be???

I considered making elaborations for what classes I am stuck between and why and what the classes do, but I am kinda curious now just to see what vibes I give off so I'm omitting the elaborations..i am curious.... maybe i should add what the classes do cause that might help in the vibe thing? bah, I think they are relatively self-explanitory

I have kept myself (mostly fully)as spoiler free as I can for the past. I don't know how many years, almost half a decade, so i dont know which of these classes are unlocked right off the bat or not.... I know there are some other classes you get post game that I am curious about..

[prince-raisins-art]

god.... give me the strength to draw myself getting railed by the goofiest looking fictional men imaginable and not immediately get embarrassed and delete the drawing before i can even properly start it

[familial-fos]

happy valentine's day to all my non-romantic self shippers!!! reminder that valentine's day doesn't have to be about romantic love, it can be about any kind of love! what are you doing with your familial and/or platonic f/os today?

proship please dni

[chemistryrabbit]

imagine your f/o holding your hand and promising that things are going to be okay. they know what you need to hear - maybe they say something supportive, maybe they cheer you up by cracking a joke, but they're by your side