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gia-d · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's Day 💕
This is sort of a continuation of this comic
(Does it count as an engagement if they were already married for tax purposes?)
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shuadotcom · 2 months
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💞Pairing: Seungcheol x Fem!Reader
💞Summary: You and your boyfriend decide to change up your Valentine’s Day plans this year, so you plan a two-week getaway - or a “love vacation” as Seungcheol calls it. With each destination, you fall more and more in love with each other and it may just be your best Valentine’s Day yet.
💞Genres & AUs: Fluff, smut, established relationship au, road trip au
💞Rating: 18+ (MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED)
💞Warnings: Profanity, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, pet names (baby, sweetheart, baby girl), big dick!Cheol
💞Words: 5k
💞Note: Here’s my fic for the Cupid For You Fic Exchange hosted by @svthub! Happy Valentine’s Day to my lovely valentine @gyuwoncheol !! 💘 I hope you enjoy my beloved Paula!!!!! 😘 ❀
Thank you to my girlies @horanghater and @onlymingyus - Bambi for always coming in clutch as my beta and Mars for the beautiful banner!! 💕
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“Okay, on the count of three,” Seungcheol declares once you’re both back in the car. “One
two
three!”
You reach into the bag in your lap and dramatically present the trinket to your boyfriend. He bursts into a fit of laughter upon seeing the small smiling frog donned in a cowboy hat resting in the palm of your hand. You quickly notice that he’s holding the same figurine. You join in with him, the two of you cackling in the front seat of the car together. You’re sure anyone walking would think the two of you look deranged, but neither pays that any mind.
“Well, guess this means we’re tied this round,” you manage when you finally collect yourselves.
“Yeah, but I’m still winning,” Seungcheol boasts, taking the frog from you and putting both away in the backseat.
“By one point!”
“A win is a win,” your boyfriend shrugs, grinning widely at you. You concede and start the car, somehow forgetting how competitive your boyfriend can be, even over something as silly as a game of who can buy the other the most ridiculous gas station souvenir. You’re on day three of your cross-country road trip and Seungcheol’s souvenir picks have been just a little sillier than yours. He’s simply lucky is all.
It was his idea to do something different this Valentine’s Day. You and Seungcheol have been together for almost five years and every year in February you’ve done the same thing when it comes to Valentine’s Day. You usually go out on a date somewhere, always a fancy romantic lunch or dinner, and then an activity such as a movie or a trip to the amusement park. Neither of you are ungrateful about the time you spend together, of course. You love one another and anything you do will be enjoyable if you’re together. Your dates are always full of nothing but shared love and admiration for each other. You love Valentine’s Day and celebrate it by spreading more love than usual to your boyfriend and he loves doing the same, but you both wanted to change it up this year, so when Seungcheol brought up going on a road trip, you wasted no time in agreeing.
Initially, you thought about driving from Seoul down to Mokpo, but that is only a 4-hour drive at most and didn’t feel like enough of a trip. That’s why Seungcheol brought up something that was once on his bucket list: fly to the US and then drive to the other side of it and back. He mentioned that it was something he’d always seen in American teen movies growing up and he always thought it looked fun and like a way to get even closer to the people you care about. And since you’re the person he’s closest to and cares about the most, he wouldn’t want to do this with anyone but you.
It didn’t take you much convincing either. You can never say no to a good road trip, so you both took time off work at the beginning of February, packed your suitcases, and booked a flight to New York. From there, you rented a car - a BMW to be exact, at your boyfriend’s insistence. (“It’s our love vacation! We have to drive in luxury!”) Then start your journey to Washington, planning to stop at as many states in between as you can.
You’ve finally made it into New Mexico with the end goal of getting to Las Vegas to stay for a night. Neither of you had many goals for where you would stay or what you’d do when you got to every state and are just winging it. It’s more fun that way.
Well, except when it comes to your souvenirs. You decide to stop at a gas station in each state for the wildest souvenir you can find after you unearth an Empire State Building-shaped mood ring right before you leave New York. It’s an extremely impractical shape and you demand that he put it on as soon as you leave.
Once you get back onto the highway Seungcheol fiddles with his phone, making sure his Bluetooth is connected.
The familiar first notes of  “Sugar We’re Going Down” by Fall Out Boy start and your mouth quirks up into a smile. Every time it’s your turn to drive on the trip, Seungcheol insists on playing the playlist of your favorite songs that he made for you. The gesture still makes you feel warm at how thoughtful he always is, even when it comes to the little things.
Drumming your fingertips on the steering wheel, you relax in your seat. Seungcheol turns the volume up and rolls down his window just a bit. The February air is a little crisp, but not too cold. As soon as Patrick starts belting over the speakers, you join in, singing the song word-for-word as you go. Other than talking and playing silly road games, a favorite of both of yours has been using the car as your karaoke room. 
Both of you have more than enough playlists to never run out of a soundtrack to your drive and you’re not shy about singing around one another. For the first few hours at the start of the drive, you had nearly gotten a sore throat from how serious you were at road trip karaoke. You were only missing a tambourine and the typical multi-colored karaoke laser lights.
The drive to Nevada will take nine hours, so you do half of that drive, and that whole time you and your boyfriend sing your hearts out on the way. Every once in a while, he reaches over to feed you a chocolate at your request for a snack. He makes sure that his finger grazes your lip or your teeth each time, chuckling when you nip at his digits or place tiny kisses on them. Little moments like this with Seungcheol make your heart even more full, which you didn’t think was possible, yet here you are - falling more and more in love with him each simple moment like this.
When Paramore comes on shuffle, Seungcheol goes all out during “Ain’t It Fun,” doing all of the ad-libs and being the guitar and the drums. At this point, you’ve made it more into town and hit a stoplight after passing nothing but dirt and rocks.
It gives you a chance to look at him, admiring the way his dark hair falls in his eyes - the eyes that turn into half moons when he smiles wide and laughs loudly. You can’t help but swoon over the giggle he lets out when he notices you watching him put on a solo concert, his dimple making its appearance and you want nothing more than to lean over and kiss it. And then kiss him on his lips that you know are so soft and warm and made perfectly to fit against yours like a puzzle piece.
So you do. You lean over the console quickly when he turns to you again and gives you a closed-mouth smile. Seungcheol lets out a noise of surprise, but gladly accepts the kiss, his hand reaching to cup your chin as your lips move slowly against his.
A honk from the car behind you makes you spring apart and then you remember where you are and see the green of the stoplight in front of you, indicating that you’ve got to focus on the road again. Seungcheol reaches over to take your hand as you start driving again, placing a kiss on the top of it, keeping it in his hold as you continue, both of you getting back to your playlist and the road ahead. You can’t help the way your heart swells and you almost don’t want this moment to end. You would travel around the world and back if it meant you could do it with Seungcheol.
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When the sun sets on your journey, Seungcheol has always insisted that even if it’s not his turn, he’ll do the driving. He’s halfway through the state of Arizona when it gets darker and he’s behind the wheel. You didn’t stay in New Mexico long, only stopping to refuel and make sure to see what that gas station has to offer in the form of trinkets. Not much, as it turns out, but you manage to win this round of your game when you snag a keychain with an alien riding a donkey while all Seungcheol finds is a pen in the shape of a chili pepper with a mustache. He couldn’t not give you that point even if he tried to argue with you just a little about it.
Seungcheol hums along to his music, keeping it low enough not to disturb you while you try to sleep. He passes a mountain range, briefly admiring how the moonlight shines on the red rocks surrounding you. His attention quickly gets diverted to you when you turn in your seat to face him. You have the smallest pout on your lips and your eyebrows are scrunched up the tiniest bit. Cheol knows how hard it is for you to fall asleep in the car, but he still makes you try so you can get rest.
His eyes focus on the road, but he can’t help but steal glances at you and your cute expression. Not only does the moonlight bounce off of the nature around, but it also does the same to your face. It highlights your cheeks that he loves to pinch, your nose that he loves to boop, and your perfect lips that he loves to kiss. Your facial muscles relax when you seem to slip into a state of rest finally and the sight of your expression that he can only describe as angelic has his stomach doing flips. 
It’s been almost five years and every single day that he gets to look at you, he counts just how lucky he is to call you his. From the moment he met you, you occupied space in Seungcheol’s mind, and to this day, over everything else in his life that swirls around in his brain, he always comes back to you. Your face, your voice, your body, your everything. You are everything to him and he’ll tell you every single day for the rest of your lives.
“I love you, so much,” He whispers as one of your favorite songs plays through the car and you stir, just a little. 
Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. And everything you do.
A smile tugs at the corner of his as he glances your way again. The stars, the moon, the sun, all of it truly does shine for you and only you - his whole world.
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When your phone’s calendar reads February 14th, you and Seungcheol finally make it to Las Vegas and you decide to treat yourselves to a fancier hotel. Instead of the usual 3-star hotels (and a few seedy motels) you stayed at along the trip, Seungcheol finds the nicest hotel that the two of you can afford. You even get so lucky as to somehow snag the honeymoon suite. “It is our love vacation after all,” being his reason yet again. 
You definitely don’t complain when you walk into the room and kick your shoes off, immediately taken aback at just how fancy and spotless everything in the room looks. The bed is the biggest you think you’ve ever seen and is covered in rose petals. The large window across the room overlooks the city of Las Vegas, the neon lights brightening up the room before you even turn the lights on. The furniture looks modern and clean and the room even smells fresh yet sweet. You can’t place the scent of the air freshener, but you love it nonetheless.
“Holy shit, this is the nicest hotel room I’ve ever been in!” You marvel, running and plopping onto the large bed. The bed is big enough for you to starfish comfortably on and you start making comforter angels, Seungcheol laughing as he flops next to you. 
“Only the best for my girl,” he hums, squeezing your socked feet, forcing a sigh out of you.
“Damn, I’m so sore.”
“Well if you’re interested, there’s a more comfortable place for your sore spots.”
You lift your head to look at Cheol and follow where his finger is pointing. There’s a half wall across the room made of decorative swirls of metal that you can see straight through. On the other side sits a large jacuzzi bathtub.
“Is that our tub?!” You spring up from the bed and rush over, eyes widening at the size. 
Seungcheol comes up behind you while you’re admiring, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you close. “That definitely looks like our very own giant, two-people-sized tub.”
“Looks like it has jets too.” Your hands rest atop his, fingers threading together.
“I think I even see some bubble bath on the counter over there.” Lips meet the back of your neck, your eyes fluttering closed at the sensation.
“Hmm, how about I get the bath going and you grab the bottle of champagne chilling in that bucket by the bed? Then we can order room service. I’d love some good sushi.” 
“Sounds like a plan.” Seungcheol punctuates his sentence with a final light kiss on your neck. You have to quite literally peel yourself from him, but you manage it as the two of you split up.
It only takes a few minutes for him to grab the bottle along with the two glasses and for you to get the bath running. As soon as the water is warm and bubbly, you and Seungcheol shed your clothes on the floor as you each slip into the tub with you sitting between his legs. He manages to find the button that powers the tub, the jets hitting you at all sides, including your outstretched feet.
You relax into the water, tilting your head back, and resting on Seungcheol’s shoulder.
“I have some bad news for you, Cheol.”
“What is it?” 
“I think I must pass away here, just like this.”
Your boyfriend breathes out a laugh behind you, wrapping you in his arms again.
“You’re telling me you’d just up and leave me like that? And to stay with a bathtub no less!” You can hear the pout in Cheol’s voice and it makes you giggle.
“It’s nothing personal, baby, but I mean you can’t produce jet streams of soothing water.” 
“Hmmm. That may be true, but I can do this.”
Seungcheol’s fingers dance up the front of your body, gently cupping your breasts and squeezing. His fingers tweak your nipples in between gropes, making you let out a surprised moan. 
You practically melt into Seungcheol’s chest as he plays with your sensitive buds and your eyes flutter closed.
Soft moans fall from your lips as your head lolls to the side, Seungcheol using the opportunity to latch his lips to the side of your neck. His teeth scrape over your skin, nipping and biting along the way. 
Seungcheol has always loved to mark you. He loves leaving not only signs to others that you’re his, but every hickey and every bruise is a little reminder that he’s the one who makes you feel good and he’s the one that you always come home to at the end of the day. Not that you need a reminder because you’ll always come back to Seungcheol no matter what.
You count at least two reminders now, one on the side of your neck and another at the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His fingers never leave your nipples, the stimulation already making you nothing but putty in his hands. If you weren’t in the tub you’re sure you’d be making a mess of whatever panties you would be wearing.
Your boyfriend trails kisses from your shoulder, up your neck, to your ear, and lands on your cheek, peppering your face with a few more kisses. His plush, slightly chapped lips kiss any spot he can reach as his hands trail down from your waist to your thighs. Seungcheol opens your legs wide and shifts you both around in the tub. The moment the jet across from your body hits your clit, you let out a shriek and Seungcheol knows he’s positioned you the way he wants to.
The tub jet feels like heaven coupled with Seungcheol’s relentless hands that are back on your tits, cupping and squeezing in the perfect way you need it.
“Ngh, Cheol!”
“Hmm? What is it, baby?”
“F-fuck. I need you.”
“You need me? But didn’t you say a little while ago that you wanted to stay with the tub since it has jets? Aren’t you enjoying the jets right now?” His tone is smug yet teasing, warm breath hitting your ear and making you shiver.
“Cheol, please!” you pout at him, doing your best to beg in between whines.
“Oh, so you do need me, huh?”
“Yes!”
“And what is it that you need, sweetheart?”
Seungcheol tugs at one of your nipples harshly, making you jolt. You feel so close to cumming already, but you do your best to hold off. You want to cum around Seungcheol’s cock or even his fingers - something, anything of his.
You voice this to your boyfriend, choking and stumbling over your words along the way. Seungcheol’s gaze is heavy as he peers down at you, enjoying how you squirm and wiggle in his hold. Your head is resting on his shoulder as you look up at him, batting your eyelashes and pouting extra hard. He loves it when he can see how needy you are for him and how much you want him. He especially loves all of the noises you make for him - the pants and the moans and the whispers of his name. 
He needs to hear more from your pretty lips, and he knows exactly how to do that.
With a smirk, one of Seungcheol’s hands releases your tit and trails between your legs. The tip of a finger taps against your clit, an embarrassing moan tumbling out of you in response. 
The thick digit slides into your eager pussy and it takes everything in you not to sob at the feeling. Seungcheol crooks his finger as he pistons his hand and the heel of his palm knocks against your clit each time. You practically dissolve into his hold while his other hand plays with your nipple, your brain already turning to mush at all of these sensations combined.
“Fuck, sweetheart, listen to you. You sound so fucking pretty.”
“C-Cheol
”
“God I love it when you say my name. I wanna hear it again,” Seungcheol slips another finger into you, and you yelp out his name again without even thinking about it. His pace quickens, fucking you with his fingers as quickly as the bubbly water around you will allow. 
“Yes! Please don’t stop, Cheol, please!”
“Mm, I won’t, baby. Want you to cum for me. Come on, pretty girl, let go for me.” Seungcheol’s voice is so deep that you practically feel it in the pit of your stomach. The pads of his fingers digging into your sweet spot, the jet from the tub still pelting your clit each time his hand moves, and his hard cock digging into your lower back are enough to have your world tilting and your orgasm knocking into you as soon as he tells you to let go. 
Your body stiffens as you cum, the shrill sound of his name that you let out sounds too loud in your ears, but Seungcheol eats it up. He curses under his breath, telling you another handful of times how pretty you sound and how beautiful you look falling apart for him. 
Seungcheol caresses your cheek and chin as you come down and when your breathing seems to steady, he tilts your face back and kisses you. His lips meld with yours, kissing you as if he’ll never get the chance again, making you even dizzier.
His tongue prods at the seam of your lips and when you let him in, he swallows up all of the desperate little sounds you puff out. He pulls back from your lips suddenly so he can help you turn around in his lap. The water in the tub sloshes as you get comfortable facing him and straddling his waist. 
Neither of you wants to waste any more time, the carnal desire to have Seungcheol inside of you is a mutual feeling.
The head of Seungcheol’s swollen cock prods at your sensitive folds, whimpers falling from your lips as you start to sink onto his length. His hands hold your hips as you lower until he’s completely sheathed between your wet walls. You and Seungcheol have had sex more times throughout your relationship than you think you can feasibly count, and each and every time the stretch is familiar but always succeeds in taking your breath away. 
“Shit, Cheol
”
“Feel good, baby? My fat cock stretching you out?” Seungcheol grunts between clenched teeth. 
“Yes, s-so good, Cheollie.” 
“You’re still so fucking tight, baby.” He winces when he feels your walls twitch, squeezing his dick and momentarily making him speechless. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
With Seungcheol’s grip tight on your hips, he helps you lift a little, letting his cock slip nearly all the way out before you slam back down and he’s shoved inside of you to the hilt. You share a groan as he helps you ride him, finding a steady rhythm. The water around you continues to splash, but he only moves you in his lap faster. 
Your head falls back as you alternate between bouncing on his cock and swiveling your hips, letting out curses and calls of his name. Seungcheol bucks his hips up to meet your movements, fucking up into you as much as he can in the slippery tub.
“Shit, you look so beautiful like this. You were made to take my cock, you know that, baby? This pussy was made for me.”
“Yes, yes, yes, fuck!” His compliments only spur you on, your fingernails digging into the thick skin of his shoulders as you grind on him. Your thighs are starting to burn, but you ignore it. The feeling of your boyfriend’s girth driving up into you over and over makes you feel floaty, everything around you fading away. The only thing you feel and the only thing you know is Seungcheol and his hands on your moist skin, his lips sucking bruises onto your tits, and his dick kissing your g-spot with each harsh thrust.
Seungcheol knows your body better than anyone, so he knows when you’re going to cum. He notices the frantic cries, the way your body shakes, and that far-away look in your eyes.
“Gonna cum for me, beautiful?”
“Y-yes, fuck yes.”
“That’s right, baby. Be a good girl and cum for me. Can you do that?”
“Mmhmm! I’m so close, Cheollie!”
“I know, baby girl, I know,” Seungcheol moans against your chest, burying his head in between your tits as he drives his hips up so hard, you almost lose your balance. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against him. “I’m close too, fuck - gonna fill you up. Can you handle that, baby girl?”
“A-always! I can a-always handle y-you, baby,” you gasp out, your stomach tightening and your body buzzing the closer you get.
Seungcheol keeps one arm around you while the other snakes in between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit without even having to try. The stimulation shocks you and has you mumbling gibberish, a mix of your boyfriend’s name and pleading words. Your fingers slide up and into his dark locks, threading your fingers through the brunette strands and tugging, making him growl into your skin.
“Please, fuck, Cheol I’m gonna cum!” 
“I love you so much baby,” Seungcheol nearly explodes right on the spot with how your gummy walls clench around him again, but he manages to hold off. “Cum for me, sweetheart
” He nips at the side of your breast and applies more dizzying pressure to your clit.
“I l-love you too! I’m cum - fuck!” Your words are cut off with a scream as you tumble right over the edge, cumming harder than you did the first time, tears pricking the edge of your eyes.
Seungcheol lets go right after you, his face still in your chest as he holds you close, moaning out words of pleasure, love, and admiration about you and how you feel like “literal fucking heaven” and how you’re his and his only. Seungcheol pumps you full of him, his warm seed dripping from your throbbing pussy and mixing with the remaining bubbles around you. Somewhere in between his pussy-drunk babbles your ears pick up something about making you his wife.
You both stay where you are for a few minutes, your fingers lazily raking through his hair as he keeps you close to him, placing small, closed-mouth kisses on your hot skin.
“I love you so much,” he mumbles, letting out a sigh as his hand, still between your bodies, moves to rest on your thigh.
“I love you too, Cheol,” you sigh back, a drunken-post orgasm smile on your lips. Even through your haze, you didn’t forget what he said. “Did you
did you mean what you said?” you whisper out, hoping he knows what you’re referring to.
“Which part?” His question sounds calm, but you notice the way his fingers on your thigh press into your skin a little harder.
“The part about making me your wife?” A fraction of a second of silence hangs between you both and part of you starts to panic. What if he only meant it at the moment? You’ve had fleeting conversations about one day being married, but it was always lighthearted and more in a “one day we will” way.
When Seungcheol finally answers you, it’s in the form of a sigh. Wordlessly, he lifts you from his softening cock and untangles your limbs, sitting you down in the tub. 
“I didn’t want to do this now or like this, but I can’t hold it anymore. Especially not when you ask me and look at me like that.” He steps out of the tub, giving you another look before sticking his feet in his complimentary hotel slippers and shuffling into the main part of the room. 
You watch him rummage around in his suitcase before he comes back to the tub and kneels on the bath mat, facing you. You immediately spot the red velvet box in his hands and you gasp, tears immediately gathering in your eyes.
“I wanted to do this when we got to Washington and say some cheesy words about seeing the world with you and traveling everywhere with you for the rest of our lives, but I can’t wait any longer. Y/n Y/l/n, will you do me the honor of being my forever Valentine and be my wife?” The emerald stone of the ring shines back at you, surrounded by small diamonds on a gold band.
“Yes! Of course I will, Cheol!” you sob, tears blurring your vision as he plucks the ring from the box and slips it onto your finger, placing a kiss on your knuckle after it’s securely on. 
Seungcheol cups your face with both hands as he leans forward and kisses you. The kiss is soft and warm and you can just feel the love that Choi Seungcheol holds for you in his heart seep out. His love overtakes you, your heart feeling more full than you think it’s ever been.
“I love you so much, Y/n.” he sighs when he pulls away and rests his forehead against yours.
“I love you too, Seungcheol. So fucking much.”
Your boyfriend fiance smiles widely at you, his own eyes red-rimmed with potential tears as he scans your face. “I can’t wait to officially make you my wife. And you know, if you want, we are in Vegas so we could technically make it official tonight.”
With a sniffle, you shake your head. “Patience, my love. We can worry about all that wedding stuff when we get home. Let’s just focus on us and this, and right now.” 
He pouts dramatically before kissing your forehead. “Fine, I’ll wait.”
“Good boy,” you giggle, watching the way his eyes darken at your playful praise. “Now, how about we actually open that champagne and order room service? I’m still craving sushi badly.”
With a chuckle Seungcheol nods, standing as goes back into the room to look for the room service menu.
“Whatever you want, sweetheart. We have all night to eat anything you want to order.” 
“Good, because if they have good pizza I want that later too. Oh! Or maybe kimchi jeon if they happen to have that!” Seungcheol chuckles at your enthusiasm as he comes back with the menu. 
Before you order, he helps you out of the tub when you complain about the water going cold. Dinner is put on hold again when you decide that a warm shower in the luxurious shower stall in the bathroom should come first before you get comfortable for the evening.
In between the warm water cascading over you and Seungcheol helping wash your back, you end up bent over the bench in the shower, Seungcheol slipping into your still-aching cunt again. 
As your fiance makes you cry out around him yet again, somewhere between the moans and grunts, you’re both able to whisper “I love you” and “Happy Valentine's Day” when you share another blissful orgasm. 
Tomorrow you’ll be back on the road and back to making the rounds for silly souvenirs, but tonight it’s all about you and Seungcheol and this moment right here. You can’t wait to have many, many more Valentine’s Days with the love of your life.
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WELCOME TO NEW YORK!
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Bonjour đŸ’«, I hope this is not adding to a moutain of stuff you have to do but I do remember something that I thought was fun đŸŒș And for once it's fluff lmao unless you wanna spice it lol which is fine 😂
Basically Y/n coming to her ( / their ) boyfriend and give them flowers. My favorite characters are too much lol and I don't want to overwhelm putting them all but just to show them ( Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto, Denki, Kirishima, Tamaki, Itoshi, Neito, Dabi, Tomura ) but let's just go for the colorful ones because it's a LOT 😂 ( Our boys are the same age as in the season 6 but now I'm thinking that people are not monir anymore and I too 😂 canon personnality because it's cool 💎 )
As awlays no pressure and take your time ( only if you want to write )
Bonsoir ma belle 😘 how about all of them? It was a challenge I'm not gonna lie 😂 I was mainly afraid of repeating myself so I kept going back to reread what I've written so something like that wouldn't happen. I kept their personalities as canon as possible (like I usually do) but I changed a tiny something here, which is their age. I know you requested their canon age but tbh I'm more comfortable making them older (with the exception of Dabi and Shiggy who are already 20+ years old) but you won't really notice the difference so I hope this is fine.
For you
Characters : Bakugo/ Shouto/ Izuku/ Shinsou/ Amajiki/ kaminari/ Kirishima/ Monoma/ Dabi/ Shigaraki/ Fem reader
Genre : Fluff/ Suggestive in a few parts/ imagines
Please do not read if you're a minor
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Bakugo :
_ "What's this?" he sounded a bit confused while eying the bouquet you held in your arms.
_ "This is for you, here." you pushed the beautifully selected blooms against his chest and offered him an equally beautiful smile.
_ "Yeah but, what's the occasion?" you were practically able to see the wheels turning in his head as he tried to remember what he could have missed.
Was it his birthday? Valentine's day? Your anniversary? No, it was none of them.
_ "There is this cute little flower shop on my way home, and it sells the most beautiful roses so I wanted to surprise you with this." you seemed incredibly bashful as your head hung low, wondering if he actually hated them, or if he would give you one of his usual snarky remarks.
Your self confidence dropped to the ground in an instant, and you seriously considered playing it off as a joke, however..
_ "You're really cute you know that?" did he really mean those words?
He held the bouquet in one hand and used the other to gently lift your chin up and place a soft peck on your flushed cheek, "I love them, thank you so much beautiful," he murmured faintly, lips gliding along your skin until they reached your smiling ones, "kiss," was his sole warning to you, before stealing your breath away with a deep passionate liplock.
Shouto :
_ "For me?" he blinked innocently, tilting his head to the side.
_ "Yeah! Do you like it?" you were practically jumping in excitement as you watched him hugging the bouquet to his chest.
_ "I do, of course I do, it's from you after all." he replied with a smile as he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him.
He did not demand further explanation, didn't need to, he was just happy to receive something as beautiful from you.
His mismatched irises gazed into yours for a moment, a gaze full of love and appreciation, one that you returned with the same sentiments they reflected.
All he wanted at that moment was to kiss you, to feel your warmth against himself, -and so he did- leaning in slowly to capture your anticipating lips.
It was soft, almost as soft as the delicate petals of those beautiful roses you brought for him, and you got lost in it at once.. lost in him.
_ "I'm so happy you liked them Shouto," you breathed out shakily before kissing him again, a gentle peck on the tip of his nose, bringing out that adorable chuckle you loved so much.
_ "I would love anything from you sweetheart."
Kirishima :
"Hi babe, how was your day tell me! I'll be home a bit later than expected today as well and I'll bring food with me so just relax until I'm there. I love you."
You reread his text and sighed in despair as you gazed at the beautiful roses you picked out for him. He's been working long hours lately and it's been affecting him greatly, but even in the midst of it all, he still made sure to call and text you throughout the day to make sure you're doing well.
You wanted to do something nice for him, to try and alleviate the stress he must be feeling lately which is why you purchased that beautiful bouquet as you wished to see that bright smile on his face while presenting it to him, "I have to see him now." you were determined, and couldn't possibly wait until he comes home, so you decided to surprise him instead.
You drove back to his agency, accompanied by a warm meal that you made in a jiffy, in addition to your special little gift..
You knocked on his door after asking his assistant not to notify him of your presence since you wanted to surprise him.
_ "Yeah come in." your heart dropped hearing how tired he sounded, but you kept your smile for him nonetheless.
_ "Is this a bad time Mr Kirishima?" your cheerful voice came as soon as you opened the door, and those were the only words you could utter before being engulfed in his arms.
It happened in a flash that all you could do was allow him to hold and kiss you all over your face.
_ "Alright alright let me breathe Eijiro!" you couldn't control your giggles as you pretended to suffocate in his strong hold.
_ "I'm sorry gorgeous, I'm just so happy to see you." and it wasn't until then that he took notice of what you were carrying.
_ "Oh yeah, I brought dinner and.. something else." you couldn't control your nerves as you handed him the bouquet, taking advantage of the food packs in your hand to change the subject, "oh, so guess what's for dinner!"
_ "This is for me? You brought this for me?" he was clearly not talking about food as his bright eyes admired the bouquet.
_ "Do you like them? You deserve so much more Eijiro." you kissed his cheek and watched as his smile grew wider.
_ "I'm the happiest man alive because you're mine."
Izuku :
You were excited the whole way home as you kept imagining his reaction to your little gift. He would be a blushing mess, -that part was already guaranteed- but what would he say?
_ Y/n.. you brought those, for.. for me?" you guessed right, he was in fact timid as he nervously held the bouquet in his arms.
_ "What do you think of it Izuku? Do you like it? I just wanted to do something nice for you." and at that moment, he wasn't the only one blushing, since the same soft pink shade that was dusting his cheeks duplicated itself onto your own as you spoke.
_ "What.. of course I love them! They're beautiful! I just can't believe you thought of me that much.." he looked adorable as he attempted to hide his face behind the bouquet.
You took a step closer and tried to move the roses -separating you from each other- away, so you could look at him clearly.
You were tempted to fluster him a bit more, as you placed a small peck on his quivering jaw, and another on his heated cheek, "I just wanted to see this cute look on your face Izuku." you murmured faintly, lips caressing his skin and ghosting over his own.
_ "That's mean. Still, I love your gift and I'm about to show you just how grateful I am." and with that, his cute bashful demeanor was instantly replaced with a primal desire that sent blissful goosebumps all over your body.
Hitoshi :
_ "Hitoshi! Are you home?" you called out for your boyfriend as soon as you stepped into your apartment, hoping he would show up and tell you that he's been waiting for you.
And he did, emerging from the bathroom all wet and steamy, wearing nothing but a towel that hung low around his waist. And for a moment you forgot how to speak as your eyes studied his flexing muscles.
_ "Welcome home babe! Oh, what's that you're holding?" he approached you casually, unaware of the indecent thoughts dancing in your head, but you somehow snapped back to your senses and replied quickly.
_ "These are for you, no particular reason I just wanted to get you something pretty." your eyes were locked on the delicate roses as you did not trust the blush threatening to creep up your face.
_ "Something pretty huh? Well I already have you," he spoke suggestively, placing an arm around your waist and pulling you flush against him, forcing the bouquet to squish between your bodies.
_ "Hitoshi, stop it." you meant to scold him for paying little attention to the roses you picked so carefully for him, but your words came out in a little whine that amused the man in front of you.
_ "I'm sorry, but you're so fun to tease," his chuckles were muffled against your forehead as he kissed you gently before moving back to gaze into your eyes, "I really love them sweetheart, you never cease to surprise me."
Shigaraki :
You tiptoed your way out of his room after leaving something unexpected on his bed, you didn't know how he would react to your gift, and didn't dare hand it to him personally so you left it in his room secretly when he wasn't looking.
_ "Y/n, what are you doing here? Were you looking for me?" his voice startled you but you faked nonchalance as you giggled nervously.
_ "Yeah I was.. but it's nothing! I'll see you later." you tried to flee the scene but he was a lot faster than you were, grasping your arm and pinning you in place.
_ "What's the matter y/n? Is everything okay?" he studied your face and awaited a response that never came, "alright come with me."
He dragged you along into his room and closed the door behind you two, and before he could turn around to face you, something strange caught his attention.
_ "Are those.. roses?" he was confused for a moment, brows knitted as he tried to comprehend, until finally everything started making sense in his head, "oh, so that's why you were acting weird huh?"
You gritted your teeth and braced yourself for a scolding or a mockery, but what came instead left you wide eyed and speechless.
_ "They smell really good, I like them." he declared with a smile, holding the colorful blooms in his arms.
You were still quiet, wondering if that wasn't just a figment of your imagination, until you felt his rough palm caressing your cheek, "thank you darling, they're beautiful."
Amajiki :
You giggled softly, leaning against the doorframe and watching him sleep peacefully.
It has been hectic for him lately, with more night shifts added to his already cramped schedule, leaving him with minimal time to relax and even lesser to be with you.
You missed each other too much that even the regular phone calls were no longer enough for either of you, but today was a rare day off for him, one that you decided to take full advantage of.
_ "Tamaki, can you hear me sweetheart?" you felt a little bad for interrupting his well needed shut eye, but you honestly wanted to see and talk to him.
He groaned against his pillow, still unaware of your presence, until you sat down by his side and caressed his bare shoulder.
_ "Tamaki, can you open your eyes for a moment baby?" you whispered your plea and leaned in to kiss his warm skin.
_ "Y/n, hi sweetie.." he slurred a reply while rubbing the sleep from his eyes and blinking repeatedly until you came into focus.
He looked so cute that you couldn't help kissing his pouty lips, "I'm sorry for waking you Tamaki but I promise this won't take long, I just want to give you something and I couldn't wait until later."
_ "What.. yes of course, what is it?" he sat up -still a bit confused- but something in your lap caught his attention, it was a gorgeous bouquet you specifically went out earlier to buy.
_ "This is for you, I hope you like it," you averted your gaze and bit down on your lip nervously, "you have been down lately because of work so I wanted to make you.. smile."
You felt his hand on yours, squeezing lightly, "you did this for me?" and it was barely above a whisper.
You nodded slowly, finally turning around to face him, and placed the beautiful blossoms on the nightstand next to him before standing back up and preparing to leave, "that was all, you can go back to sleep now and I'll wake you up when dinner is ready."
_ "Don't go!" he grabbed your arm and pulled you down again, "stay with me, and don't worry about food, we'll order something later."
You couldn't say 'no' to him, not when he was looking at you with those big hopeful eyes.
You slipped underneath the covers with him, burying your face in the crook of his neck and relaxing in his hold.
_ "Thank you they're beautiful, just like you."
Dabi :
_ "What part of me makes you think that I'm a flower boy?" he looked unimpressed, crossing his arms over his chest as he spoke.
You knew he would react in that exact same way when you decided to buy him roses on your way to see him, so why were you hurt by his words then?
_ "Yeah I know, sorry.. you can throw them away or burn them or whatever." you placed the bouquet on his couch and took a deep breath as you tried to ignore the sharp sting in your heart.
He was right though, roses? For him? The more you thought about it the dumber you felt, so honestly, you were the one to blame..
_ "I'm sorry Touya, let's forget about this," you feigned a smile as you approached him again, "so how was your day? Anything interesting?" you were on the verge of tears as you desperately tried to change the subject, but he saw right through you.
His eyes moved between your pained expression and the forgotten roses that he finally decided to pick up, "these aren't that bad I guess." in reality, he hated them, he hated how disgustingly bright and delicate they were, but what he hated the most was being the reason of your dejection, so if accepting them would bring back your smile, then so be it.
You were so easy to read, so simple to fool and for some reason, the twinkle illuminating your eyes, and the smile reappearing on your face after hearing his words, warmed his heart and relieved him.
So maybe you weren't the only fool there, maybe he was one too, a fool for you.
Monoma :
_ "Oh, these are for me?" he expressed smugly while that usual annoying smirk -that you loved so much- was plastered across his face, "well I guess I deserve them right?" and there it was, that obnoxious laugh again.
_ "Come on don't be a jerk, I knew this was a bad idea," you shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest as you started regretting what you've done, "everyone said I could do better, but I picked you instead." you tried as much as you could to keep a straight face and stifle your laughter.
_ "Of course you did gorgeous, I'm the best of them."
He's a conceited self-centered asshole, so bringing him a gift with no particular occasion would only boost his arrogance. You knew that, but you still wanted to do something nice for him because even a jerk like him still made you happy, he's the love of your life after all.
_ "Yeah yeah I get it." you still feigned annoyance, but deep down you were actually amused.
_ "I'm sorry sweetheart, come here," his chuckles resumed as he dragged you close, nuzzling your neck and breathing in your scent, "hmm.. sweet," his lips lingered there, right above your pulse, and his free arm pulled you even closer to his chest while the other one held the bouquet, "they're beautiful and I love them, thank you love." and that was a rare moment of humbleness that he only dares to show you because you're the one who owns his heart.
Denki :
_ "Yes! Die you bastard! If you think you've got a chance against Chargebolt then you're clearly dreaming!" his loud shouts reached the outside of your shared apartment where you stood, and you let out a knowing chuckle before opening the front door and walking in.
Your days off are usually lazy, warm and cozy, and it's a nice change of pace from your usual stressful lives as pro heroes, which is why you two prefer to spend that precious free time doing typical ordinary things.
_ "I'm back honey!" you called out for him as you placed your shopping bags at the entrance, except for one thing that you kept holding in your arms.
He clearly couldn't hear you due to all of the infernal shooting and explosions coming from the game he was focused on, so you called again and this time it worked.
_ "Oh! Y/n you're back sweetheart!" he seemed like a little puppy who's excited for his owner's return, throwing his game console away and running up to you, "did you have a good time with the girls? I missed you so much! You were gone for so long!" yes, a little puppy.
He was so happy to see you that he failed to notice the colourful roses you held in your arms, until you pushed the fragrant blooms to his chest with a smile, "I'm sorry for being late, here is an apology gift." it was merely an excuse so you would see that sparkle in his eyes.
_ "These are amazing!" he took them off your hands, peppering your cheeks, nose and forehead with sweet little kisses, "you're the best y/n," was what he whispered to you before finally connecting your lips.
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Anonymous: Don’t know if it’s my mommy issues talking but I would like some Mom!Jill valentine headcanons please 🙏 (love you bae 😘)
I’m glad you requested this, my friend! I just rewatched Death Island and my Jill simping has returned, stronger than ever (I don’t know how that’s even possible). Anyway, I decided to do baby Y/N and Jill because she would be so cute with a little one to take care of T^T Let’s get into it!
“Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Jill murmured. In the dim glow of her bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands. The positive result had just blinked on the small screen and stared back at her, unwavering. Her heart raced as a mix of surprise and excitement flooded her.
It was almost 3 AM and Jill had finally worked up the courage to take the test after buying it hours ago.
But
 To be honest, she didn’t really need the test. She had already been pretty certain she was pregnant. The nausea, the missed periods, the headaches
 She knew her body and something was happening to her. Something amazing.
She covered her mouth as tears streamed down her cheeks. She never thought she would be a mama for real. It was a secret fantasy of hers. She always imagined retiring from the B.S.A.A. and starting her own family.
From the very moment she found out about you, she loved you.
As the reality of impending motherhood sank in, Jill’s mind whirred with thoughts of the little life growing within her. She began to imagine tiny fingers and toes, the soft coos of a newborn. She was so ready to hold you.
Months passed, each one a step closer to the day when her world would change forever. Jill embraced the changes in her body, marveling at the miracle unfolding. She talked to you almost constantly. She couldn’t wait to meet you, but she also felt like she already knew you.
The nursery took shape with care, reflecting the anticipation of your arrival. Jill wanted everything to be perfect before you came home.
Eventually, after all her body had gone through, the moment finally arrived when labor pains gripped her. At long last, you entered the world.
Jill’s eyes glistened with tears as she cradled you in her arms for the first time, marveling at the tiny features that mirrored her own. She was a mama finally.
“Hi, Y/N,” She said quietly, smiling as your little hand gripped her finger. “Mama loves you so much, sweetheart,” She told you.
You looked up at her with wide eyes. You had absolutely no idea what she was saying, but you loved the sound of her voice.
Your confused expression made Jill giggle. She leaned in to nuzzle her nose against yours.
From that day forward, Jill’s life revolved around you. When she held you, she discovered a love deeper than she could have imagined. Her, now sleepless, nights were spent bouncing you in her arms and singing to you. While she had never been quite this tired before, she had also never been this happy.
If she’s having trouble getting you to stop crying, she makes up funny dances or songs and isn’t afraid to get goofy. You always end up laughing and Jill cracks up at your reaction (And her less-than-refined dance moves).
Jill’s absolute favorite thing to do is nurse you. The soft, snuffly sounds you make while you eat are so cute. She rocks you and tells you stories from her life as you suckle. Literally no one has better stories than her.
The bond between you two grows more with each feeding (If that’s even possible). She gently pats your back and encourages you to eat. Even when you’re fussy, Jill is able to coax you to latch on. “Eat for mama, baby,” She’ll say. Her gentle voice and smile immediately put you at ease. She’s a natural.
In these tender moments, as she watches you contentedly eating, Jill marvels at the beauty of motherhood. The uncertainty of her parenting abilities has transformed into confidence. She embraced the challenges, finding strength in the love she felt for you.
She was always meant to be your mama and you make her a better person.
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Good morning and happy Valentine's Day!đŸ˜˜â€ïž
I hope the two super soldiers have already gotten up and starts preparing you a wonderful date :3
(And NO! I refuse the idea that they don't existđŸ˜€đŸ˜€ They do! Just not in the same universeđŸ€Ł and we could occasionally visit their universe in our dreamsđŸ€ŁđŸ€Ł
Hey, happy Valentine’s Day to you too!!đŸ„ș❀
Yes of course the SuperSoldiers always prepare wonderful dates (yes, they totally exist and we can visit themđŸ˜©)
What would contain a Valentine’s Day with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes;
Warinings: mentioned oral fr, mentioned creampie, oral mr, p in v, male masturbation, Stucky x Reader, threesome and otherwise a lot of fluff
You are woken with kisses all over your body and Bucky between your legs, while Steve lost in paper, rock, scissors because, yes, that’s how these grown ass men decide anything in life, with a game.
And Steve always loses, unknowingly choosing the same pattern every time. Bucky had noticed it before the war even started.
So now Steve had to make your favourite breakfast, listening to your moans and cries of pleasure, always screaming Buckys name out. To torture him (at least it felt like that) you’d often also say his name. Steve, god, wish you’d be here too. Bucky I think I’m-oh god, Bucky, yes-please- Fuck Steve, come here-fuck-
Steve nearly broke the plate when he put it on the counter, feeling as if all his blood rushed to his dick, completely making it unable to think straight.
But finally he finished the breakfast and it seemed like you and Bucky finished too. He’d hoped he’d be able to join at least for a few minutes, kiss his lovers and spend a lazy morning with you-but someone had to make breakfast to really spoil you today.
He grabbed a tray and walked into the bedroom.
You were laying on bucky’s sweaty chest, both of your breathings heavy. A beautiful pictures he’d love to draw sometime.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart-To you too, idiot”, he added, as Bucky opened his eyes. You grinned, pecking Bucky one more time on the cheek, before sitting up and waiting for the food-but then you grimaced slightly, as you felt Buckys cum leak out of your sensitive hole.
“Thank you, my favourite super Soldiers in the world”, you smiled, giving Bucky another kiss on the cheek, before looking up at Steve, who was still standing with the tray and only his boxershorts in front of you. You saw the outline of his hard cock straining the boxershorts, leaving a wet spot where his tip was behind. Grabbing the tray from Steve’s hands, you put it aside, crawling to the edge.
When the comforter fell from your body, a soft gasp escaped both men, as your whole body was revealed, covered in hickeys and soft bruises from their grips.
Steve watched as you slowly pulled down his boxershorts, revealing his hard cock, angry and neglected. You didn’t waste anytime, taking him in your mouth, swallowing around him. The bed dipped behind you and you felt two metal fingers pushing into your puffy pussy, making you moan around Steve’s length.
Bucky coated his fingers in your mixed releases, before holding his fingers out for Steve to taste. And boy did he taste them. You looked up when you heard Steve moan and suck around the metal digits. He looked down at you when you suckled at his leaking tip, before grabbing you hair and pulling you off of his dick. “Fuck I’ve listened to you two all morning, I can’t wait any second longer”, he mumbled, pushing you onto your back and spreading your legs.
A moan escaped his throat as he saw the amount of cum drenching your folds, leaking out of your sensitive hole. A chuckle escaped him when he noticed how your pussy started throbbing, pushing some of Bucky's cum out. Such a beautiful picture.
Steve coated his fingers with Buckys and your juices, before spreading it all over his cock. “Buck was gentle with you today, huh?” While you nodded he looked back to his boyfriend, who was already pumping his hard cock in one hand. “Yeah we wanted for you to have a quiet morning
just taking care of you, making love to you
but you wouldn’t be mad, if we change it a bit huh? Would you like for me to fuck you? Hard?”, he grinned, grinding his hard cock between your folds, bumping your clit with every movement.
Nodding you moaned both of their names, spreading your legs even further. Steve chuckled at your desperate moans.
He buried his cock with one hard thrust in your pussy, the squelching noise obscure as he started pounding into you, not giving you time to get used to it. They both knew you liked it that way. Always loving the slight burn.
Bucky was the first to shoot his load all over his chest, still watching as Steve was fucking into you. You were a moaning and shaking mess, letting Steve do the work with his hard thrusts and circling your clit with his fingers. Since you were already so sensitive it only took a couple more thirsts till you finally came, nearly screaming their names.
After Steve spilled his load into you, he slowly pulled out of you, falling onto the bed next to you.
Heavy breathing you all laid there, not saying anything. Bucky was the one to move first, grabbing something to wipe away the cum from his chest, before he once again cuddled against you.
“Steve?”, you whispered. “Yeah, sweetheart?” “I’m hungry”, he grinned slightly, kissing your forehead and sitting up. “Okay, but you have to sit and I’ll give you the plate-“ “no, feed me.” “Feed you? But-“ “You heard our girl. Feed her-and me too”, Bucky grinned, leaning his head on his arm. Steve rolled his eyes, but there was still a grin on his lips. He started cutting the food, before giving each of you some bites, also eating himself a bit.
After that you all took a shower-or well, showers, separately, because otherwise it might’ve ended once again in bed. Not that you minded-but you had other plans for today.
When you walked into the bedroom-already wearing your pretty outfit, you giggled, watching the men find something to wear that (from what you heard) complemented their eyes. These two.
“You both look good in everything you wear-but if you really want to complement your eyes you should wear the baby blue colour, Steve, and Bucky you could go with the green one, it always makes your eyes shine nicely”, you walked up to them giving them each a kiss on the lips, before grabbing your jacket.
You spend a beautiful day with your boys, filled with museums, food and a wonderful mood. Not even a single person came up to ask for a photo or autograph. It’s like everyone was busy with their own lives, or maybe loved ones. It was definitely a nice change from usually being overwhelmed with all the people around you.
Your boys bought you flowers at nearly every flower shop you walked by, in return you bought them snacks, especially sweets.
They both had a sweet tooth, especially Steve, Everyone thought he was the healthy one, always drinking the green smoothies around the team but at home? He’d eat a whole cake in one go if you’d let him unsupervised. You knew. Because it already happened twice.
Bucky loves to cook, so he usually prepares all meals, occasionally with your help, but normally he just enjoys it alone. Creating something good with his hands. That’s what he once told you, when you insisted you could do the cooking, especially since they often have to train a lot and are tired.
But Bucky really liked cooking. It helped him cope. And he was also phenomenal.
“It’s getting dark, we should go home”, you said, looking at the sky. Steve chuckled. “Don’t worry sweetheart, you don’t have to be scared”, “yeah, we’d protect you”, Bucky added, only making you laugh. “Oh trust me, I know it. But you two-especially you Steve-should get in trouble again. Especially not on Valentine’s Day”, you grinned, already knowing both men blushed, without needing to look up. “You’re right, we should go home soon. We wanted to watch a movie anyway.”
So with that you discussed which movie you’d watch, while walking back home-normally it would be Steve’s turn to pick a movie, but he asked you to pick something for today, since it was a special day. Once again you felt your heart swell at how sweet you boys were.
Walking into your apartment you took off your shoes and jacket, going straight for the couch. “Buck, can you make popcorn? Steve always burns it”, you said, turning on the TV. “Yeah, doll. Steve, grab some beers and you can sit down, I’ll take care of the snacks”, you heard them talking for a while, before Steve came back, his lips rosy from being kissed. A smile spread over your lips, while you pulled him closer to you.
“Maybe we could watch a Rom-com? There’s this movie called ‘isn’t it romantic’, it’s kinda funny
”, Steve nodded, putting his arm around you. “Whatever you want baby, let’s wait for buck and then you can turn it on.”
Only a few minutes later bucky came back and sat down on the other side from you, leaning against you, till he was nearly laying on you. Grinning, you started brushing his hair with your free hand. “I love you both”, you whispered, giving them each a kiss. Having these two around was amazing. Every day felt like Valentine's Day with them. They were always sweet and attentive, surprising you with flowers or small gifts for no reason. Steve with his drawing and you with new baked goods, whenever he wanted to try out a new receipt. You couldn’t have imagined better partners than these two super soldiers. They listened and they cared. Not only about you, but also each other.
At first they had been a bit unsure about showing their affection for each other in front of you, but you assured them you wanted to see it. You wanted them to be happy. After that they kissed more often in front of you, hugged more, touched or just looked at each other with so much love, you felt it yourself. It was beautiful. They could finally be together, after so many years
so many ups and downs

Some people didn’t understand your relationship. Three people in one relationship? Yeah, many thought it was weird and that it probably didn’t work
but it did. It was perfect like that.
“We love you too. So much
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gucciwins · 1 year
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valentine’s day sweethearts 
a/n: hola amores! feliz dĂ­a de san valentĂ­n! happy valentine’s day!!! you’re all my valentine’s đŸ€đŸ€đŸ€ sending you lots of hugs and kisses 😘 happy reading đŸ€
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midnight kiss // birthday kiss
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Valentine’s day.
A day to shower friends and loved ones with even more love on a special day. Y/N remembers in grade school how excited she was to give out notes to everyone in her class receiving sweet treats. Her dad would always show up with flowers for Y/N and her brother. Daisies for him and tulips for Y/N. While their mom got two bouquets instead of her one. Y/N’s father always brought home a new bouquet for her mom during the week. Her parents showed her that love can be shown in the smallest and largest ways.
Y/N had a tradition: she went to her friend’s apartment and gifted them a bouquet of flowers. It was a small gesture but a reminder that she loved her friends and was thinking of them. Harry promised her he’d see her for dinner. He promised her they wouldn’t be going out but would need her to arrive at his apartment by six pm. Harry wanted to pick her up, but his car was in the shop, and Y/N assured him it was fine for her to drive over. That she would be able to stay the night and drive to work the next morning was no big deal. It makes Harry happy when she decides to sleep over.
“Happy Valentine’s day!” Y/N greets her friend Crystal who opens the door, still dressed in her teddy bear pajamas. The surprise is clear on her face welcoming Y/N with a warm hug.
“You sweet angel,” Crystal motions for her to come in, but Y/N shakes her head.
Y/N gestures to her car, “have a few more stops to make.”
Crystal holds a hand over her heart. “I’m so lucky to call you my friend.”
“See you for brunch Sunday?” Y/N calls over her shoulder as she approaches her car.
“Mimosas on me,” Crystal promises.
Y/N from there visited Maisie, Enrique, Sasha, and Ariana. Her friend group was small, but it was mighty. She met most of her friends at uni except for Maisie, who was her neighbor growing up. She loved her friends and constantly reminded them in her own way. Everyone was happy to see her; Maisie, the only one who seemed to remember she did this each year, greeted her with fresh cinnamon rolls and freshly brewed coffee.
Y/N gasps as she accepts the gifts, “do-do you love me?”
Maisie would roll her eyes, not even bothering to answer Y/N, and instead sent her on her way home with a full stomach because she had someone coming over. It seems Y/N wasn’t the only one getting lucky tonight. Y/N had even repeatedly reminded her brother not to call her today for any reason. Gus got lonely on holidays because his girlfriend was out of town traveling for work, but Y/N reminded him it wasn’t her job to be taking care of her older brother.
Before arriving home, Y/N stopped at the market, wanting to run in and grab a few strawberries because she wanted to take a small dessert to Harry’s for them to share. Arriving home, she’s quick to settle everything in her kitchen, knowing she must melt the dark chocolate and wash the strawberries. Y/N plays the playlist Harry shared with her a few days ago that he said reminded him of her. Y/N thought it was sweet. She never had someone dedicate a song to her, let alone a whole playlist. It made her heart flutter whenever she heard a song about falling in love because Y/N was sure she felt ready to say those words to Harry but knew it was too soon. She’d let her feelings grow. No need to add pressure on herself over their relationship when it’s going well.
Y/N thought it was a little cheesy to wear a pink dress, but she had been saving it for a special occasion and knew it would be perfect for today. The dress has a flirty square neckline, lace up on the shoulders, and ruffles on the hem. The pink fabric shines differently under the light; she pairs it with a pearl necklace her grandmother gifted her before she passed away; to tie the look together, she wore her black Mary Janes. They were her favorite pair of shoes, and Y/N knew she’d be able to pair all her outfits with these specific shoes.
Y/N: on my way xx
Harry: drive safe xx
Harry: door will be unlocked xx
Y/N: that’s not safe. xx
Harry: i’ll wait for you outside then xx
The drive over is quick, something she’s thankful for because she’s excited to see Harry. Y/N knows she saw him last night when he stopped by the shop to bring her dinner. A burger and fries. She had told him she’d been craving one, and he thought it’d be nice to see her and make sure she was fed. He was kind enough to bring Gus a burger even though he was why Y/N had to stay late that night. Y/N’s tattoo appointment got scheduled last night as well. Gus promised her she could have it done whenever the benefits of being his sister, but Harry wanted to make sure to pick the day with her so that he could ask for the day off from work and take care of her. It would be happening soon enough, and Y/N couldn’t wait.
As promised, Harry is outside waiting for her as she pulls into his empty parking space. Harry quickly bounces over to her door, swinging it open before she even has time to unbuckle herself. His excitement is evident, and Y/N can’t help but let it rub off on her.
“Hi, poppet,” Harry takes her hand, helping her out of her car. Y/N pats down her dress before letting Harry bring her in for a hug. Harry takes a moment to breathe her in, “smell so sweet, love.”
“Yeah?” Y/N lifted her head, “it’s this new perfume I wanted to try.”
Harry grinned; he knew it wasn’t the same. She normally had a vanilla smell, but now she smelled like his mother’s rose garden and a basket of freshly picked strawberries. “It’s perfect,” he assures her. “Where’s your bag? Let me carry it up for you.” Harry lets go of her with a kiss on her cheek, going to open the backseat when Y/N tries to stop him.
“Harry, wait,” but he’s too quick.
He opens the car door to find a bouquet of yellow and white daisies wrapped with a large pink bow. Next to it is a crocheted heart. He reaches for it carefully, holding it in his arms. Harry knows it was handmade, the closing stitch is a bit wonky and maybe a little overstuffed, but Harry loves it because Y/N made it.
“Is-is this for me?” Harry asks, surprised.
“No, it’s for my side piece,” she jokes, and by the light laugh Harry lets out, she knows he picked up on teasing. “It’s for you, H. The flowers reminded me of you, and thought you deserved a piece of my heart,” she whispers the last bit, but Harry catches every word.
He picks up the flowers, cradling them carefully. He stares at his gifts with awe, and Y/N fills with joy, knowing he loves the gifts she got him.
“You’re an angel, Y/N. Thank you. Not so sure about my gift now,” he tells her honestly.
Y/N’s face lights up at the word gift. She didn’t expect to receive anything from him. “You got me a gift?”
Harry pinches her cheeky lightly, “course I did, poppet.”
A simple touch from Harry has her melting in her spot, “you didn’t have to.”
Harry is always surprised by her. He knows he didn't have to get her a gift, just like she didn't need to get him one. He enjoys making her smile, whether it’s making her different origami with the paper he keeps tucked in his car or making sure his apartment is stocked with her favorite popcorn. “I wanted to, poppet. Now let's head on up.” Harry sniffs the flowers before passing them to Y/N to carry. He throws Y/N’s overnight on his shoulder, the heart she crochets in his hand, then holds her hand, guiding them up to his apartment. Y/N knows the way. Of course, she does, but let’s him indulge in looking out for her.
She takes her bag back from him, taking it to his room while he goes to put his flowers in a vase. He takes a second to admire the flowers, taking a photo to send to his mum and show off his new plushie and flowers. Y/N meets him in the kitchen with a box in her hand. She hands it off to him without saying anything. He’s too curious to even think about asking her what could be inside. He opens the pink box and finds an assortment of chocolate-covered strawberries inside.
“Poppet, these look amazing!” Harry takes one out and brings it to his mouth, eager to take a bite, when he pauses to look at Y/N. “Can I eat one, or are we saving it for later?”
“Try it, H.” Y/N encourages him, wanting to know how they turned out.
He takes a bite, and the sweetness fills his mouth. Harry notices the bitterness of the chocolate pairs well with the strawberries' rich flavor.
“Mhmm
it’s wonderful, poppet. Give it a try.” Harry extends his hand for her to take the rest of his berry, but she ignores it instead, stepping closer to him. He feels his brain freeze, having her close in his space, able to smell her unique scent. Y/N smiles at the bit of chocolate stain on the corner of his mouth.
“Poppet, don’t yo–” Y/N cuts him off by kissing him. She melts against him, tasting the chocolate. Harry melts against Y/N, allowing her to explore his mouth, getting her own taste of the sweet concoction. He wishes the kiss would never end, but Y/N pulls back breathless, a smirk on her face.
“You’re right. It was yummy.” She wipes away the bit of chocolate left on the corner of his mouth, popping her finger. Harry feels dizzy watching her effortlessly make him lose his mind. “Happy Valentine's day, Harry. Thanks for being my sweetheart.” The blush on Harry’s face is profound, but he doesn’t mind one bit, not when she’s looking at him like she wants to eat him alive.
“Come on, I got to show you your present.” Harry steals one more kiss before taking her to the small backyard, where he has a shady lemon tree that will soon blossom with flowers, and she can’t wait for the day Harry makes her the lemonade he promised.
The backyard is decorated with string lights and a projector screen. A large blanket is spread out with an endless supply of pillows and food displayed on one side. Y/N even spots a large bowl of kettle corn, her favorite. “Dirty Dancing!” Y/N exclaims as she focuses on the screen in front of her. Harry kept telling her he’d never watch it and that it was overrated, but she didn’t know that his older sister made him watch it over and over again because one day, someone would come into his life, and he needed to be prepared. Harry had planned everything out perfectly for them. Y/N pouts feeling overwhelmed. She doesn’t even realize her emotions start coming out as tears until Harry scoops her up in his arms and shushes her promising to change anything she doesn’t like. “No!” She yells. “Don’t change anything. It’s perfect.”
Harry brushes away her tears, careful not to smear the pink eyeliner she worked hard to get perfect. “Then what are the tears for? Hmm
”
Y/N hides her face against his chest, “i-i-it’s everything. You took the time to do this lovely setup for us. Makes me feel special.”
“Will you look at me, poppet?” Harry asks softly. She lifts her head, meeting his kind eyes. “There’s my pretty girl. I promise to always keep surprising you. It’s not just going to be on silly little holidays.”
Y/N grins and kisses him. She knows he wanted today to be special, not that she expected anything. All she wanted was to spend the day with him, cuddling and kissing. That would be enough to make her happy.
“Thank you, Harry.”
They settle on the blankets and watch the film. Y/N starts off watching the movie and eating snacks but slowly changes her focus to Harry, who’s watching the movie intently. She stares at him, admiring his beauty and his festive outfit. He’s wearing black corduroy pants with a white cardigan that has different colored hearts stitched all around. Her favorite part has to be the hearts on his nails. Y/N wishes she had gotten the idea, but she hopes she can convince him to get his nails done with her next month. Something tells her it won’t be hard to get him to say yes.
She’s lost in thought until Harry throws popcorn at her forehead. She watches it land on her lap before turning to Harry, who can’t stop laughing. “Sorry, poppet. You were lost. I needed to bring you back.”
Y/N rolls her eyes, picks up the popcorn, and pops it into her mouth. “Yummy.”
“What were you thinking?” Harry looks at her, intrigued, forgetting about the movie.
She shrugs, “about you.”
Harry feels his cheek burn but doesn’t dare look away from her. “Me? Little ol’ me,” he jokes.
“Thinking we should get our nails done together.” Y/N flashes him her chipped yellow nails. Harry smiles because it’s a thought he had when he went to get them done with his friend Ash.
“I’ll set up an appointment for us,” he tells her, and just like that, Y/N knows Harry’s her perfect match. Y/N had a hard time dating, continually fearing that her partner would get tired of spending time with her, but here Harry is happy to indulge her in getting their nails done together.
Harry reaches forward, brushing her hair away, “you’ve become my favorite person, Y/N.” He looks at her so intently that all she can do is kiss him. His hand rests on her cheek as he deepens the kiss. It’s easy to get lost in each other, enjoying the taste of cherry cola and sweet caramel popcorn. “Can I tell you something?”
“Always,” Y/N rests her head against one of the pillows, letting Harry cuddle closer to her. He lets out a deep breath reaching over for another strawberry Y/N made, and takes a bit. Y/N doesn’t feel the need to rush him, knowing he’s opening up at his own pace. “I never cared about Valentine’s day,” Harry confesses as he finishes the strawberry in his hand.
Harry smiles as he catches Y/N watching him. She’s smiling at him, and Harry knows he’ll never get tired of her smile. “I-I don’t think I’ve ever celebrated this holiday. Always gift my friends flowers and call it a day. The shop is usually busy. Gus does tattoo flashes for a few holidays. It’s another normal day,” Y/N shrugs, trying to brush off how much today actually means to her.
He nods, “I think any day spent with you is special.”
Y/N rolls her eyes, “you did not just say that!”
“What?” Harry laughs, confused. “I was being sincere.”
“You’ve been sweet the entire evening, and that’s enough, Harry.”
The rest of the night is spent sharing childhood stories and awful university first dates. It’s clear Harry has had the worst, but Y/N thinks she’s had the most embarrassing. It doesn’t matter because, at the end of the day, they’re just stories to be shared. Y/N doesn’t know where she and Harry will be in three months, let alone a year, but she knows the memories she’s creating with Harry will be worth sharing.
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fanartka · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's Day my love @slasher-art đŸ˜˜đŸ’‹â€đŸ’˜đŸ’đŸ’œđŸ’–đŸ’—
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I will find you in any universe, my Sunshine...
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and I'll drag you with me 😏😎
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and a more contrasting version
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I love you, sweetheart ❀
And I wish each of you guys to find your dearest person among billions of people and be happy with him/her every day of your life.
â€đŸ’˜đŸ’“đŸ’•đŸ’–đŸ’—đŸ’œđŸ’đŸ’žđŸ’Ÿ
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coeluvr · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's Day, my charming sweetheart! On this special day of love, I couldn't resist the opportunity to let you know that you have stolen my heart. Your smile, your laughter, your irresistible charm (wink wink) - they all make my world a brighter and more beautiful place. You are truly the missing piece to my puzzle, and I'm grateful to have you in my life. Happy Valentine's Day 💖😘
Sure... đŸ˜„ Happy late vday!
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quackitysdrugdealer · 2 years
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As some people may know i'm going to start writing one shots so i made a list of promts feel free to use these i can do other promts and things this is just ideas but there are some things i won't do like smut i will let you know if i'm uncomfortable with your request and explain that i'm uncomfortable with that and if you send in a request i'm a small account so i can pretty much guarantee that i'll get your request done within 27 hours lol but for now enjoy my promts!
1 "Aw, look at you!"
"Stop touching me."
"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to annoy you; you're just so cute."
2 "Do you even realize how cute you are?"
"Oh yes, I'm adorable. I'm a fucking delight."
3 "I just can't get over the fact that you said yes."
(while gazing at their ring) "Believe it, baby. I said yes over a year ago."
"I know... but still."
4"I've never met anyone that makes me feel the way you do."
"Crazy?"
"Yes but in the best possible way."
5"Stop touching me."
"But I wanna cuddle!"
"Oh, well then why didn't you just say so. C'mere."
6"Do you know who's the best person in the world?"
"Me?"
"No, me but only because you make me the best person."
7"I want to be better for you."
8 "I want to deserve you and I never will unless I become a better person."
9 "I still can't believe you love me."
"Better believe it, baby."
10 "I'm crazy about you."
"Yeah, you're crazy alright."
11"Kiss me!"
"Never."
(pouting)
"Oh, I was kidding! Stop pouting like that."
12 "You're my favorite!"
"You married me, so I really hope I'm your favorite."
13 "Have you ever thought about leaving me?"
"I'd be a fool to ever want to leave you."
14 "You are the best."
"Not nearly as best as you!"
"That made no sense."
"Only because you don't understand how incredible you are."
"No, that just grammatically didn't make sense."
15 "Quit being a grammar junkie!"
"Why don't you come over here and make me?" (😘😉)
16 #11 “I’m tired” “I can see that babe” “Sleep with me?” “mhm”
17 “Kiss me?”
18 “You are my home, you have been since we met”
19 “Hi sweetheart” “Hi babe” “Is that my shirt?” “No”
20“Die” “Bet” “wait- babe no stop”
21“Hello lovely” “Hi <character name>”
22 “I've to go” “Noooo please” “Sorry love”
23“God I love you”
24 “Happy Birthday”
25: "i'm pregnant"
26: " you know i only let you touch me"
27: " there's no other person for me i swear"
28: dancing in the rain
29 "dance with me?"
30: person a shares persons Bs secrets with the there friends and they break up
31 They're drunk and you're carrying them to their room, when they unexpectedly say how much they love you, causing you to drop them on the floor
32 They end the phone call with an accidental ''love you'', leaving you flustered
33 Confessing before being separated for an uncertain period of time
34 Asking them how your name + their surname would sound like (or/and vice versa)
35 Accidentally confessing while laughing over something
36 Saying "I love you" while they're sleeping/unconscious/in coma. You know well that they can't hear you, but a small part of you hopes they did
37 Always giving each other yellow roses for valentine's day, when one day you see that you've got red roses instead
38 Tears drench your cheeks as you confess. The last thing you hear before dying is them screaming your name
39 Confessing at the same place where they first met
40 Scolding them for doing something stupid, wondering "why did I have to fall for you" and not realising that you just said that out loud
41:“You saved me, let me save you”
42: “You can’t save me and then walk out”
43: “ Focus on me please”
44: “You deserve better” “And you need more”
45: “Babe it’s not what it looks like” “Yeah? then what is it?”
46: “How are you in the wrong if you’re the only one putting in the effort to make it work?”
47: “Sometimes giving up is easier my love”
48: “How many times do we have to hurt each other before realising we’re no good at this”
49: “So what that’s it?” “Yeah it is, this relationship is one sided and I’m tired okay”
50: “Can you hold me while I go?”
51:hot chocolate and cuddles
52: person b gets hypothermia
53: breakfast in bed
54: holding there child for the first time
55: walking in on person a cuddling there baby
56: person a and b break up and 3 year's later person a finds person b with a child there child
57: Braiding eachothers hair
58: dieing before you can admit there feelings
59:dancing in the light of the fridge
60: dyeing eachothers hair
61: person a has autism
62: doing face masks together
63: one of them getting shot and almost dieing
64: person b has adhd and person a notices that there fidgety so the grab there hand
65: person a being a Assassin and is supposed to kill person b but they can't and make it there lifes mission to protect person b
66: movie night!!
67: (requester chose's a song for the oneshot to be based off of)
68: person a thinks there house is haunted but it's just person b being annoying
69: meeting the parents for the first time
70: person a finding out they need glasses and realizing how long there visions been so blurry and they thought it was normal and freaking out beacuse they can finally see person b clearly and thinking there beautiful
71: photographer meets artists
72: " we've GOT to stop meeting like this"
"You kidnapped me idiot"
" but your not a kid?"
" oh my gosh you are a idiot"
73 " murder wasn't on today's agenda"
"It's not on anyones"
" no it's on mine, just not untill next Thursday"
74: " did you have to hit me with a corpses leg? Was that really necessary?"
"Necessary. No. Hilarious, yes"
Royalty!au
Bodyguard!au
Brother's best friend!au
enemies to lovers!au
Friends to lovers!au
Love letters!au
Famous!au
Streamer!au
Assassin!au
Famous brother!au
Time travel!au
Ghost and human!au
Suicidal x therapist!au(not romancing being Suicidal please if you feel this way talk to someone even if it's just a little or about your day it will help and dms always open)
Student x teacher!au(both of age)
Demigod x mortal!au
Beast friends brother!au
Transfer student!au
Dark academy!au
Different sides in a war!au
Polor opposites!au
I hate everyone in the world but you!au
Fake dating!au
Grumpy x sunshine!au
Cowarker romance!au
And again these are just ideas you can thinknof your own if you want to
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urbandeity · 2 months
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send this heart 💗 to the writers that make your day better with their posting & presence. spread love on this st-valentine's day!
Diving into any chapter of RDOTES whenever I need the thrill of pleasure & pain, feeling delightfully naughty every time I read one of your fics, admiring the way you write dynamics & smut between the different characters đŸ«¶ You're my author of choice for BDSM & an amazing moot đŸ«¶đŸ˜˜
đŸ„șđŸ„șđŸ„șđŸ„șđŸ„ș you mean it??? i'm blushing 😖
Val you're such a sweetheart and an extremely supportive moot, I'm so blessed to have your presence on my feed. Amongst others you were absolutely a huge reason I was able to find my feet on Tumblr and I'm very grateful for that <<3
(and you have no idea how happy your words make me i am so honored to be THE bdsm writer >:) you're so kind thank you)
Sending much love and warm (maybe spicy hot 😘) wishes during this lovely time!! Thank you so much!!
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wheresarizona · 1 year
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I have a tough question for you

Who would you choose to be your valentine? Javier Peña, Joel, or Din?
You can only pick one 😉
Happy Valentine’s Day 😘
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I think this might be the hardest question anyone has ever asked me. I can’t believe you’re making me choose between my husbands.
Okay, I won’t say Din because he wouldn’t know what it means to be my Valentine and he’d just be confused as fuck.
“I’m your
 Valentine
 I don’t understand
?”
“You’re my love, and today, I’m showing you how much I love you with gifts, and doing that tongue thing I know you like.”
“I don’t need gifts for you to prove your love
 or a day. I know you love me, and I love you. Do you want gifts?”
“What? No.”
“I don’t either.”
“
Noticed you didn’t decline the tongue thing.”
“Not going to turn that down. Be dumber than a bantha if I did.”
Joel comes in three varieties, and depending on when you get him, he’ll either be a great Valentine or stare at you like you’ve grown a second head for even suggesting such a thing—which, I mean, the apocalypse isn’t very romantic. So, he’s out.
This leaves the love of my life, Javier Peña, who’d be the sweetest Valentine and would make the day as special as possible. He’s a goddamn dreamboat, a sweetheart, the best partner in the entire fucking world. (Din and Joel are, too)
Javier Peña is my Valentine.
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(And like he’d fuck me until my legs are so shaky, I can’t walk, and I just think that’s neat.)
Thank you for asking and Happy Valentine’s Day!! 😘😘😘
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daddy-munson · 2 months
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Happy valentines day sweetheart đŸ˜˜đŸ–€
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sturnioloshacker · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's Day mamasđŸ©·đŸ’‹
happy valentines day sweetheart đŸ˜˜đŸ©·
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kissmetwicekissmedeadly · 2 months
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Happy Saint Valentine day Honey đŸŻđŸ˜˜â€đŸ’—đŸ’“đŸ’•đŸ’–đŸ’žđŸ’˜đŸ’ŒđŸ’‹
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY DARLING SWEETHEART DEAREST JULIE!!!! I hope your boys pamper you to no end today >:)
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vampcubus · 1 year
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Happy Valentine’s Day love!! Sending kissesđŸ˜˜đŸ˜˜â€ïž-🐰
Aww Happy Valentines Day to you too sweetheart!!! Sending kisses right back at you đŸ„°đŸ˜˜đŸ’• and here take these flowers!! 💐
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