#fantastical February

[aleck-le-mec]

“Where are your pagan gods now?”

Gardening

Comforting your abandoned dead

Reclaiming

Rerooting

[ashes2caches]

finally.

[fizpup]

(very last minute) fantastical february 💟 (2/12)

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Fantastical February is posing with lichen.

In Buckland Monachorum, in Devon, England.

[wish-i-may]

Fantastical February always has an ice skating party for her birthday. She's been practicing so she can celebrate this year with a new jump - a triple pony loop!

[fairytalejello]

Fantastical February and February Violet. 💜💖

[normaleeinsane]

Here’s G3 pony Fantastical February with some daisies. ^v^

[rist-ix]

Poking my head out of the adhd hole to wish resident edit-wizard @bloomvalyria a belated happy birthday and throw this at her

Discarded version under the cut

[diabollicallyangelic]

There's something truly surreal about watching everything you've ever loved go up in flames in the span of two months

[green-fifteen]

Day 6: firewood

Prompt: Fire Fandom: Marvel Comics, Spiderman, Fantastic Four Pairing: Peter Parker/Johnny Storm Summary: Peter and Johnny get out of the city to celebrate their anniversary. Word count: 787

read on ao3 instead

written for @fluffyfebruary

Peter had never thought of Johnny as an outdoorsy kind of person and he wasn't shy about saying so. As they packed their bags for the trip upstate, Peter watched his husband roll up a sleeping bag and raised one very eloquent eyebrow.

"You're not serious?" he said.

"What? I thought we could spend at least one night outside. Under the stars. It'll be romantic."

"You replaced our last mattress for being 'lumpy' and you think you can sleep on the ground?" Peter looked at him skeptically as he folded their underwear and tucked them all neatly in a duffel bag.

"Just wait until you're in my arms in the moonlight, Pete. You'll be thanking me."

"Sure," Peter said sarcastically, and then threw a red and blue pair of briefs at his head. They were patterned with little Spiderman faces. "And I told you about this, Johnny."

He caught them easily and threw back a wide, toothy grin. "What, no Spidey-shorts on our big night?" he quipped. Peter wasn't fooled-- he already knew Johnny considered it a challenge to sneak the Spider-pants into their bedroom activities. It always made him laugh, which made Peter laugh, but Peter wasn't going to stand for it on their anniversary trip.

"Not happening, flame-brain. Put them away before I throw them out a window."

Johnny made a wounded expression and the underwear disappeared inside a drawer.

They arrived at the cabin before lunchtime. It wasn't too far away from the city (just in case) but they both wanted some time out of town. Ben had clapped Peter on the shoulder (he swore he felt the tiles in their kitchen crack beneath his shoes) and reassured him, "We'll watch the city for you. Go and have fun." Johnny had teared up a little.

The place was stocked already with everything they'd need for the week. When they came through the door, they quickly unpacked their bags into the drawers and closet, then spread out to explore the rental.

"Peter!" Johnny called from the bathroom. "Jacuzzi jets!"

"That's nothing," Peter told him, coming in from the main room. "There's a fireplace." Johnny looked offended.

"You're married to the Human Torch, web-head. In sickness and in health and everything."

Peter smirked. "But a fireplace is romantic." He stretched the word out over his tongue. Johnny's expression turned thoughtful, then wicked.

"I promise you, baby. You won't need it. It's gonna get hot enough in here without it." Peter narrowed his eyes, evaluating.

"I think I'd like you to prove it."

Johnny's teeth gleamed as he lunged for his waist.

That night, to Peter's bewildered consternation, they found themselves stuffed into one sleeping bag on the ground outside the cabin. It was big enough for two, but just barely.

Peter had tried to make a fire nearby to toast marshmallows and warm his hands, like he remembered from camping with his aunt and uncle. Johnny had shamelessly sabotaged his efforts, sucking the energy from any spark he managed to create over the kindling. He gave up after a while and crawled back into the bag, clearly Johnny's plan all along.

Now they were staring up at the dark sky, Johnny's leg thrown over Peter's and his arm under Peter's head. Peter had Johnny's hand held between his own, stealing warmth that didn't seem to have an end. He pressed it to his mouth to warm his face, and placed the lightest kiss on his palm.

"I told you this would be romantic," Johnny whispered. "I'm the best at this husband thing."

Peter snorted. "Who's the competition?"

He looked serious as he answered, "Reed."

"What about me?" Peter asked, smile evident in his voice.

"You're my husband, it doesn't count."

"Come on. Where am I in the ranking?"

Johnny turned his face, his tip of his nose just barely touching the tip of Peter's. "This is a team sport," he said. "You're with me, at the top."

"We're both the best at being husbands?"

"Exactly."

Peter stretched out his neck to kiss him, long and sweet.

As the night grew colder and the wind picked up around them, neither one budged from their little spot on the ground, both as warm and comfortable as they ever were in their bed at home. Peter dreamt of crackling logs and playful yellow flames.

In the morning, he would unwrap the sleeping bag and pull up Johnny's shirt to kiss him awake there. His mouth would follow a trail down to the waistband of his sweatpants and he'd tug at them insistently until his mind caught up with his heart and he realized Johnny managed to sneak the Spiderman underwear into his bag after all.

He'd forgive him eventually.

[etchif]

Nimona is even better on rewatch

[green-and-grey]

MY BABY IS HERE

[hopkei]

Hori Natsuki x JUNON

[yetanothercomicbook]

Shattered Lives

Fantastic Four #373

Great run continues.

Doctor Doom joins the story-in-progress; Molecule Man vs. Rogue Watcher.

DeFalco and Ryan sure know how to deliver top-quality escapist fun. With a big anniversary issue on the horizon they are packing the comic with big story ideas. Frankly, any one alone could sustain an issue.

On Sale Date: December 29, 1992.

Total Paid Circulation: 217,625 (average #371-382).

Wizard Top 100: #63.

Tom DeFalco (18 of 66).

Paul Ryan (18 of 60).

10/10

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Fantastical February has walked right on past the chips.

In Whitstable, in Kent, England.

[stopandimagineloveforever]

From our family to yours 💙💙💙💙 #TheFantasticFour in theaters July 25, 2025. #AllYouNeedIsLove

(via Pedro Pascal on Instagram)