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daysofyellowroses · 3 months

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carmen berzatto x reader | 2.2k | 18+ minors dni | tw: smut, more smut & tooth-rotting cuteness

prompt was: Carmy doing something mad cheesy and cute for his girl on v-day like he tells her that he has to work on valentines just to surprise her with a super romantic evening like you get home and there’s nice music playing there’s heart confetti in the entry way leading to the dining room and a huge bouquet of roses and a cute teddy bear is on the table and he’s in the kitchen finishing up something looking straight out of a Michelin star menu and he’s like “ oh I bought you new comfy clothes and I got your favorite movie ready for us “ and there’s candles and champagne and you’re just over the moon happy bc he would just do it for his girl bc he wants her to be happy and feel loved and not just bc he wants his dick wet (even though I mean after all the effort he’s ofc getting a big reward) but I could see him totally not even caring about the sexual part and just wanting to worship his girl that day and appreciate how much love they share - as requested by the very lovely and extremely talented @thecapricunt1616 if you don't go check out their work then..you are missing out, go read the bear & his honey it is phenomenal 🌼

this is a valentine's themed story, and i may not be posting it on actual valentine's day but i am posting it on galentine's day which is, frankly, the superior day anyway 🌼

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As much as you didn't really care about Valentine's Day, part of you was still a little disappointed when Carmy told you that he'd put himself down to work a late shift, having forgotten what day it would be. Nobody could swap with him and you accepted that it would just be a regular day.

It wasn't like you and Carm never had dates or didn't do romantic things for each other but..it would have been nice to spend the evening together, even just relaxing on the couch.

From the moment you woke up on the 14th, there was seemingly no escape from the fact that it was Valentine's Day. Every song on the radio was a love song, social media was already flooded with endless posts of love heart pancakes, it was a little much.

Then there was work. At first it was a little cute, the management had arranged for everyone to get a little rose, and there were a couple of boxes of fancy chocolates in the break room. But then there was a seemingly unending stream of couriers dropping off huge bouquets of flowers, giant teddies, endless cards. You were sure some of them had been sent by the recipients anyway, rolling your eyes as yet another excited shriek sounded.

It wasn't that you were jealous, it would actually be pretty mortifying to have to stand there while some random guy belted out a song or recited a horribly cheesy poem at you. It was more of a reminder that you were just having a normal day, you wouldn't get to go home and spend the evening with your boyfriend, feel immense love and happiness.

At the end of the day, you could barely breathe in the elevator, cramped in at the back, surrounded by teddies and flowers, the scent overwhelming. You looked up to the ceiling, taking a deep breath and trying to tune out the chatter happening around you.

‘We actually got reservations at Ever’

‘We're spending the night at the Peninsula’

‘I definitely think he's gonna propose, I found a Tiffany brochure in the nightstand’

When you got to your car, you took a moment to enjoy the silence once you sat in before hooking your phone up to the speaker and blasting your least romantic playlist.

You stopped off at the nearest supermarket on the way home, picking up a bottle of wine, a frozen pizza and some already half-off heart shaped candies by the cash register. There were at least three men ahead of you in the line, all frantically checking their watches as they clutched slightly wilted bouquets and expensive cards.

By the time you got home all you wanted to do was sink into the bath with your bottle of wine, and forget about the day. You took your phone out as you left the car, sending a quick message to Carmy as you made your way into the building.

‘Hey babe, hope work is going okay. Love you ❤️’

You tucked your phone into your pocket before reaching into your bag for your keys, jostling the grocery bag in your other arm.

As soon as you opened the door you could sense something was happening, raising a brow as you heard music playing. The lights were on, dimmed low. You closed the door, looking down at the ground and turning slowly.

There were rose petals strewn across the floor in the shape of a heart, with more loose petals leading down to the living room. You smiled to yourself, biting your lip as you shook your head. Either you had a boyfriend who'd told you a white lie or a very romantic burglar had broken in.

You set the grocery bag down in the hall, taking off your coat and hanging it up before walking into the living room. You couldn't help but laugh with joy, placing your hand over your mouth as you found the biggest bouquet of roses you'd ever seen sitting on the middle of the coffee table.

Sitting on the couch was a stupidly large teddy bear, wearing Carm's beef t-shirt that was more often worn by you anyway. You walked over to the couch, smiling as you touched the teddy's soft head. You looked over your shoulder as you heard a familiar voice, finding your boyfriend leaning against the doorway, his sleeves rolled up and a dish towel over his shoulder.

“Hey,” You grinned. “could've sworn you said you had to work tonight.”

“Well..about that,” Carm grinned, holding out his hand. “there's a chance I was lying.”

“Just a slim chance, is it?” You raised a brow with a smile, stepping closer and taking Carm's hand before he gently dragged you into the kitchen.

“So slim,” Carmy nodded, pulling you in for a kiss before you pulled back and took in the sight of the kitchen. The lights were dimmed low, candles dotted about on the counter and the table, a bottle of wine you knew was super expensive and two glasses waiting.

“Hope you don't mind.”

“I suppose I can forgive you,” You murmured softly, unable to stop smiling as you looked back at your boyfriend. “just this once. This is all..incredible, I can't believe you've done this.”

“I can be romantic when I want to be.” Carm winked at you, walking to the oven and slowly opening it.

You took a deep breath as you took everything in, your hand over your heart.

You wanted to tell Carm that he was always romantic, even when he didn't think he was. Like when he would bring home a dessert for you, when he would let you steal his clothes, dance with you in the kitchen after a long day, spend whole days wrapped around you when you just needed him to be there and couldn't go anywhere.

You wanted to tell him he didn't need to do so much, but..you loved that he did. Yes, it was a slightly ridiculous made up day that had driven you crazy but when it was Carm making such an effort to treat you..it felt important and real.

“Oh, before I forget,”

You snapped out of your thoughts as you heard Carm's voice, looking over to him.

“I know you said you didn't need it but..I got you that hoodie you wanted,” He smiled. “with the..letters and all that. It's in the bedroom.”

“I don't know what to say,” You smiled, tears starting to well in your eyes. “I..”

“Then don't say anything,” Carm shrugged with a grin. “Just enjoy.”

“That I can do.” You nodded, stepping closer to give him a kiss before heading to the bedroom, your heart achingly full.

Sitting on the floor by your bed was a pink gift bag, red tissue paper with white hearts placed on the top of it. You pictured Carm carefully arranging the paper, wanting it to be perfect.

You went to the bag, carefully moving the tissue paper and reaching inside it to pull out a ridiculously soft hoodie, tears starting to spill from your eyes. You had mentioned, weeks back, when you were laying on the couch with Carm one evening that you had seen a hoodie you liked, lifting your phone to show him. He'd asked if you were going to buy it and you said you'd think about, but it was a little too expensive.

And suddenly there it was, in your hands. You carefully laid it on the bed before going for a shower, laughing to yourself when you thought about how lucky you were, barely able to believe it. After your shower you put on your new hoodie, letting out a relaxed sigh at how soft it felt.

Once you were ready you went to the kitchen, just in time for Carm to hand you a plate and a glass of wine.

“It's just pasta,” He smiled, kissing your cheek. “Come on, I got the movie ready to go.”

You looked down to your plate, raising a brow. In theory it was just pasta, in reality it was a work of art.

“This is too beautiful to eat,” You grinned, looking over to Carm as he got his own plate. “But I'm willing to ignore that.”

As you walked into the living room, you laughed softly as you saw what was waiting on the screen, looking over to Carm.

“We don't have to watch it again.”

“I know, but we will,” He grinned. “It's your favorite.”

“You're my favorite, you softy.” You smiled, sitting down on the couch beside the teddy and resting your plate on your lap. Carm went to sit beside you, picking up the teddy and carefully setting it aside.

“Sorry buddy, she's all mine.”

After the most perfect dinner, you laid down on the couch, your head in Carm's lap as he trailed his fingers along your arm.

“I love you,” You murmured softly, turning to look up at your boyfriend. “kinda feels like I should tell you, getting that vibe today.”

“That's so funny, I got the same vibe,” Carm grinned, moving his hand to touch your cheek gently. “I love you too. So much.”

You sat up, gently touching Carm's cheek as you leaned in for a kiss, your heart swelling as you felt him smile against your lips.

After a while you found yourself sitting in Carm's lap, your hands gently moving through his hair, his hands under your hoodie and gently stroking your waist.

It was slow and intimate and perfect, but you could feel a growing need for more.

As if he could sense your rising desire, Carm pulled back and smiled as he touched your cheek, his eyes focused on you.

“We don't..we don't have to do anything, if you're not in the mood,” He murmured softly. “I'm having the time of my life just being in the same room as you.”

You could have cried. Cried because you knew he truly meant it. He never did anything for you because he expected something in return, never made you feel like you owed him something. Even on a day that basically forced couples into bed, you knew he wouldn't be upset or push you if you said no.

“Look at you,” You murmured with a grin, touching Carm's cheek. “you are so perfect it makes me worry that you're actually a psychopath. Luckily you're a chef so I don't have to worry too much about that.”

He laughed and kissed you deeply, your arms winding around his neck.

“I'm serious,” He smiled as he rested his forehead against yours. “just because it's a certain day it doesn't mean we need to do anything.”

“I know,” You grinned, pulling back and moving your hand to gently stroke Carm's hair. “but I would want to be with you no matter what day. And I haven't given you your gift yet.”

“Oh yeah?” Carm raised a brow, unable to hide the grin on his face. “What is it?”

“A surprise of course,” You teased, getting up from the couch, holding your hand out. “come with me and find out.”

He does.

You take him to the bedroom, after a couple of stops for one of you to pull the other in for a kiss.

You tell him to get on the bed, you stand at the end of it.

Despite the slight nerves, you relax when he smiles at you. Your leggings are slowly peeled off, your hoodie pulled away to leave you in a lingerie set that, judging by the way Carm's jaw fell open, was absolutely worth the money.

You give him a full view, turning around in a slow circle before crawling onto the bed and into his lap.

It's quite impressive how speechless he is, taking a moment before he surges forward and kisses you deeply.

His hands are everywhere, fingers digging into you in the most wonderful way. It doesn't take long for marks to bloom on your neck and chest, for you go be laid out on your back, panties tugged aside. He stops you when you go to peel them off, tells you how pretty they make you look .

He takes his time, tongue working you over slowly. You beg for more, he gives you more. His fingers stretch you so perfectly it's almost enough but not quite.

You see stars, breath catching in your throat as you cry out. He moves on top of you, you pull him in to taste yourself.

He's pushed onto his back, you graze your nails over his jeans, tell him to take it all off, slowly. He obliges, a deeper hunger growing in you as he reveals himself to you. Every time feels like the first time, fills you with desire.

Your hand grips his wrist as he goes to take off his shorts, you tell him you got it. His hand moves into your hair as you taste him, endless praise spills from his lips.

Your hands grip the sheets, your back arched as you moan louder than you ever thought possible. His hand moves along your back, his touch firm but full of love.

You lay side by side, hands reaching out to touch each other as your heads turn and eyes meet.

There are no words, but you both know what they are.

After a while you slip your hoodie back on, give Carm a wink as you leave the room.

As you sit between Carm's legs, his arms wrapped firmly around you as you look back and feed him a half-off chocolate, you think maybe this Valentine's Day thing isn't so bad after all.

#the bear #the bear 🐻#the bear fic #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto x you #valentine's day

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captainofthedauntless · 1 year

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hii i really like your writing!! <33 i was wondering if we could get something for y/n asking their turt to be their valentine? i was gonna ask for bayverse but i saw your rules said you were most confident with writing 2003 so whatever you like best! take as much time as you need!! <333333 p.s. heres a cookie *cookie*

Hi lovely! We're all cool pretending it's still Valentine's, right? Awesome.

I chose Bayverse for now, but plan to do the 03 guys soon! I took the friends-to-lovers route here, I hope you enjoy.

(As always, set post-movies!)

So you want to ask a turtle out.

Don's an observant guy, so it's not that he's completely shocked that you like him. But to have that suspicion, quiet and dangerous in the back of his mind, confirmed? To have you ask him directly? He's mystified. It's one thing to think he might have a chance, but it's another thing altogether to have a chance handed to him on a silver platter.

So when you catch him in between tasks and offer him a box of chocolates- a brand April had brought down one time and he had mentioned really enjoying and you had somehow remembered, because apparently he wasn't the only observant one here- and smile at him, warm and fond and visibly nervous, he's left blinking at you. Then, apparently taking his pause as a lack of understanding- or just trying to fill the silence, he couldn't be sure- you speak.

"Would you be my Valentine?"

And he's gone. Don.EXE has stopped working, would you like to restart? It's like static in his mind for a beat, two, and suddenly he's nodding quickly and a smile is growing on his face and "Yeah! Yeah, of course- yes. I'd love to."

He shares the chocolate with you, and on his, like, seventh piece, he finally works up the nerve to ask you if you meant "Valentine" like romantically, and your laugh is good-natured enough that he can't even bother to be embarrassed.

"Like romantically, yeah."

"Cool, cool. I thought so, but it's not actually an exclusively romantic term and- interestingly enough there seems to be a rise in platonic usage, I was just reading an article about it the other day-"

He goes on for several minutes. You listen patiently, and right as he's about to apologize for the tangent you ask him a question and he's grinning like an idiot and launching into an answer and it's officially the best Valentine's Day ever, and he's already plotting ways to get you back for it.

Leonardo is, honestly, a little irritated. Not because you asked! No, no, he's elated- ecstatic- about that. He's so happy he doesn't know what do with it all.

But you beat him to it, and that's... it's a little frustrating. The turtle was slow, and he's not the biggest fan of the irony.

He had a plan. He had a whole plan- he finally worked up the nerve to tell you he cared for you (he wasn't willing to say the L word just yet, but he did love you, and it was getting to be too much to ignore), he'd convinced April to get him your favorite chocolate (he'd gathered intel from your "secret" stash at your place, where you kept the good stuff out of Mikey's hands. He had been very stealthy and was more than a little proud of himself and a lot in debt to April- he'd be watching her favorite awful TV shows with her for months), and he'd written you a short poem (and edited, and scrapped, and rewritten said poem) and tied it to the heart-shaped box of sweet goodness with a blue ribbon.

He'd proceeded to convince himself that was a little too much, and swapped the blue for silver.

Leo had rehearsed exactly what he'd say. He knew when he'd do it, where his brothers would be (well out of the way, with a clear unspoken threat of extra patrol and training if they went off-plan), and what he would eat for dinner beforehand so that he had the absolute smallest possible chance of his nerves hijacking his stomach.

And then you show up with forget-me-nots and gardenias tied up in blue ribbon, which. First of all, that explains why you wanted to borrow his book on flower language a few weeks back. Secondly, the message of secret love, true love, respect, and shared history, all tied up in his color? It nearly kills him.

"Leo, would you do me the honor of being my Valentine?"

"Stay right here," He says firmly, dashing off to his bed before he could process your owlish blink. He pulls the chocolate box out from underneath it and rushes back, smiling sheepishly at the way your concern immediately melts into fond amusement. "Only if you'll be mine."

"Deal," You laugh, trading him the fragrant bouquet for the heart-shaped box, and he busies himself with inspecting and smelling the flowers while you read his poem.

At the end of the day, he earns himself a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and a Valentine, so maybe you asking wasn't really the issue he thought it was.

Mikey beats you to asking.

He asks you a week ahead of time, and it's a real splashy affair- he goes all out, pestering April into helping him get all kinds of candy and a big, orange stuffed bear with a heart in its little paws and a pink basket big enough for all of it. He begs his brothers and father to give him the living room of the lair for the evening, and even agrees to do Raph's chores for a week and a half in exchange. He sets the basket up on the couch, tries out about three hundred different combinations of the million lights littering the lair to create the perfect "romantic and intimate but not too suggestive but not too dark but not too bright" ambience, and absolutely agonizes over the playlist of easy, romantic R&B.

He's the one to greet you at the metaphorical front door of the lair and guide you into the living room, and when you look at him quizzically- and hopefully, he notes with delight- he takes your hands and a deep breath.

"Angel, would you be my Valentine?"

"Dammit, Mikey..." You grumble, and if it weren't for the grin you were biting back and the way you were squeezing his hands like you never wanted to let go, he'd be pretty damn scared right about now. "I was gonna ask you. I had a whole plan."

"You can still ask me later, gorgeous," He says with a big grin of his own. "I'll totally act surprised."

"How kind."

"That's me. Now, uh, you're kinda leavin' me hangin', here."

"I'll happily be your Valentine, Mikey."

Raph was not going to ask. He did not see this coming, did not see your feelings, did not think twice about his plan to spend Valentine's Day like he always did: with extra-buttery popcorn and rom-coms.

His plan was to basically not think about how you'd probably be spending it with someone, happy and laughing and smiling.

No, you hadn't mentioned having plans. No, you'd never mentioned a significant other- or even a love interest. No, neither of those things stopped him from assuming.

So when you waltzed into his space with a knock at the entryway and a big ol' grin, he was preparing himself for a whole ooey-gooey story about whoever had swept you off your feet. Preparing himself to act like that didn't eat him alive.

And apparently the lucky bastard had gotten you flowers, which was not helping.

"Hey, Big Red," You say fondly, leaning against the wall and fiddling with a flower stem and looking like a daydream, and his heart did something funny in his chest. "You busy?"

"Why, wanna gloat about your night?" He asks, fighting to keep his tone in the realm of playful and away from anything bitter and yearning.

"Was hoping to ask you a question, actually."

He hums a question of his own, now thoroughly confused.

"Would you be my Valentine?" You ask, holding the flowers out sweetly.

He, in a brilliant moment of zero filter, says "What the fuck?" and your smile drops the smallest bit and he very seriously considers tossing himself off of the Chrysler building.

You open your mouth, and he launches himself out of bed before you can get a word out, gently pulling the flowers out of your hand.

"Why?" He asks gruffly, very clearly avoiding your gaze as he studies a delicate petal.

"...Because I... have feelings for you?" You half admit, half ask, sounding as confused as he felt and staring at him with wide eyes. "If I've read this wrong-"

"No." He forces- forces- himself to look you in the eye, which lasts all of about a second before he's counting it as a win and looking back at the flowers. "But I'm not sure it's somethin' you should read."

"I'm not sure I asked that."

And he can't argue with that, because he knows the tone in your voice, knows he'd be better off arguing with the wall. But he can question it, because.... well, for a lot of reasons.

He should ask a lot of questions. Like "why?" and "did you hit your head?" and "is this a prank or somethin'?", but all that comes out is "Me?"

It makes you smile for some reason, and you step forward a little and duck into his line of sight and meet his eyes with about three and a half times the sincerity he could handle. "Who else?" You ask simply.

He has about a dozen retorts to that, but with you holding his gaze and heart hostage, he just nods. "Okay."

#*writing #*headcanons #donatello x reader #leonardo x reader #raphael x reader #michelangelo x reader #donatello #leonardo #michelangelo #raphael #tmnt 2016 x reader #tmnt 2014 x reader #tmnt imagine #tmnt x reader #imagines #headcanons #bayverse x reader #2014 #x reader

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bluetoraa · 2 years

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incorrect quotes, karma akabane x reader

warnings!

—gn!reader

—swearing

y/n: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

karma: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

y/n: ...

y/n: You mean ring bearER, right?

karma: ...

y/n: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

y/n: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

karma: I wrote you a poem.

y/n, already crying: You did?

y/n: We’re getting married, bitches!

karma: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

karma, at y/n's funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. (They leave)

karma, leaning over y/n′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

y/n: Yeah, no shit.

y/n: Some of us are still ‘it’ from a childhood game of tag.

karma: way to just fuck me up on a Tuesday.

y/n: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

karma: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

y/n: How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

karma: y/n, it's four o'clock in the morning.

y/n: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?

karma: I’m in love with you.

y/n: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, idiot.

karma: I know.

y/n: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

y/n: It’s not gonna work, I’m not a snitch.

Cop: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.

y/n: Lmao, @/karma.

y/n: Hey, you want a tarot reading?

karma: Those are Pokemon cards.

y/n: You got a magikarp.

karma: ...?

y/n: It means 'fuck you'.

AUTHOR NOTES;

I DO NOT OWN THE DIVIDERS! ALL CREDITS GO TO “blackholemojis” ON TUMBLR!!!

anyways take this while i disappear for awhile lmfao

im travelling again and school sucks ass bc its fucking school man😭

anyways, i hope whoevers reading this has a great day/night! thank you for reading!

tue sept 27th, 2022. 11:28 PM

#bluetoraa #assassination classroom #karma akabane x reader #karma x reader #assassination classroom x reader #karma akabane #ansatsu kyōshitsu x reader #incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes x reader #xoxo!<3

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stardewstardropthoughts · 1 year

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What the bachelors do for you for Valentine’s Day

Bachelorettes coming soon!

Harvey:

This man is nervous, absolutely sweating bullets

Dude got you flowers, coffee, he made a little gift basket of healthy snacks, energy tonics and muscle remedy’s

He doesn’t expect anything in return but you get him a new jacket, tie and two new model plans to build and pant

He’s thrilled dudes gonna cry

Alex:

He doesn’t really know what to do, talks a big game but actually nervous you won’t like what he got you

He got you some chocolate, a teddy bear and some flowers

Treats you to a nice dinner at the saloon in the private room

You get him some new weights and protein bars, also his favorite brand of protein powder from zuzu city

He’s over the moon and can’t believe you went all the way to the city to find him something he’d like

Sebastian

Mans lost

Never had a partner before on Valentine’s Day, has to ask Sam for advice

He got you a new video game, some comics he knew you’d like and a model of your Solarion Chronicles character

Oop you got him the same video game accidentally, you both had a laughing fit handing each other the gifts at that

You also got him a frozen tear, and some mangas you knew he would like

Sam

He’s not clueless, he has an idea of what he wants to get you

First off, he wrote you a song and played it for you, he also brought over pizza and movies so y’all could have a date night in

He brought blankets, snacks, a teddy bear and a buncha fairy roses for you despite his allergies

You got him a new skateboard since his was old, a pack of guitar strings incase he needed new ones, and a tigers eye crystal

Shane

Also lost as hell but try’s his best!

He gets you a bracelet that he saw and made him think of you, some pizza for a dinner date night in and ofcourse pepper poppers, he also got you some fake flowers because he also gets you one of those roses in the globes so it lives forever

He doesn’t think he’s worthy of gifts or love but you love him and make sure he knows he’s worth it

You get him some flowers, a set of matching bracelets so you both can have one and feel close to each other, and perhaps the most nerve wrecking gift

A mermaid pendent, you give it to him after dinner and watch nervously before he almost has a whole breakdown sobbing that you wanna marry him, he accepts ofcourse!

Elliot

This man is a whole ass romantic

Candle lit dinner on the beach, he gives you a poem book he wrote for you, a pearl, bunch-a fairy roses, he would serenade you if he could sing

You get him a new fancy fountain pen engraved with the date y’all started dating, a very fancy hair clip to keep his hair out of his eyes when he’s writing and a new scarf

He was in tears at the pen to be honest, he just loves you a lot

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #stardew x reader #stardew farmer #stardew headcanon #stardew marriage #stardew elliott #stardew sam #stardew harvey #stardew sebastian #stardew shane #stardew alex #stardew bachelors #valentines #valentines day #I got carried away on Shane’s I just love him

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outlastrabbit · 3 months

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tis the season! 💘 any Coyle headcanons (sfw and/or nsfw!) for a female reader for Valentine's day? ❤

Thank you! You're the best. 🥰

Thank u!☺️💖 sorry for the lateness🫣

Leland Coyle Valentine’s Day Headcanons

SFW💕

You expected nothing from Coyle on Valentine’s Day, but to your surprise, he actually remembered. He sat you on his lap and read to you the poem he wrote; ‘Love, Honour and Obey.’ It wasn’t… the most romantic thing on earth, but from Coyle? It meant the world.

You smiled and kissed his cheek, rubbing his chest. “Thank you, Landy. You wrote that just for me?” You asked.

Leland grinned and hugged your waist, tugging you closer to him. “Of course I did, darling.” He stroked your hair in a weirdly gentle manner, then slowly slid his hand down to the back of your neck.

A lot of his poem kind of sounded like a threat, but you took what you could. It was rare when he acted soft. You hugged his neck and nuzzled his beard, making him cuddle you against him.

NSFW💕

Coyle smiled down at you as he laid you along the leather couch. For Valentine’s Day, he was gonna play nice. You couldn’t believe how gentle he was being when he kissed you. It was slow and soft, a big change from how he usually started things.

Coyle liked to bend you over or get real rough, but he had you facing him this time. You looked up at him longingly as your bare hips moved together perfectly. It felt so good when he took you hard and fast, but this was… actually really romantic.

You smiled and cooed his name in a breathy moan. Coyle chuckled when he moved at a pace that made your eyes roll back. He hoped you knew you owed him for doing this for you. He tangled his fingers through your hair while he sighed in pleasure, moving quicker as you moaned more.

The closer you both grew, the rougher Coyle got. He couldn’t stop himself from soon pounding into you, making you scream his name.

#outlast #outlast x reader #outlast trials #the outlast trials #leland coyle #leland coyle x reader

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bailey-dreamfoot · 10 months

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Bowser and Luigi Incorrect Quotes Because Why Not Honestly

Luigi, handing a balloon to Bowser: I have no soul. Have a good day!

Bowser, walking off: I don't have one either.

Luigi: Bowser, I need some advice.

Bowser: You need advice from ME?

Luigi: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?

Luigi: I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Bowser: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

Luigi: You don’t have to wear…

Bowser: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

Bowser: I made tea.

Luigi: I don't want tea.

Bowser: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Luigi: Then why did you tell me?

Bowser: It's a conversation starter.

Luigi: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Bowser: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

Luigi: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one.

Bowser: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Bowser: Luigi and I are no longer dating.

Luigi: Bowser, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

Luigi: *is visibly upset*

Bowser: Luigi, what happened? I haven't seen you like this since you found out candyland wasn't an actual country.

Luigi: You don't know anything about me!

Bowser: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!

Bowser: You don't know anything about me!

Luigi: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!

Bowser: A decision had to be made.

Luigi: And you fucked it up!

Luigi: You call yourself my soulmate, but where were you when my meme only had four likes?

Bowser: Making four accounts.

Luigi, tearing up: Really...?

Bowser: It’s nice to be wanted, you know?

Luigi: Not by the law!

Luigi: Bowser is not allowed to decide which one of us is the chosen one.

Luigi: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Bowser: I wrote you a poem.

Luigi, already crying: You did?

Bowser: Love makes people do stupid things.

Luigi: I love everything!

Bowser: That explains a lot.

Luigi: Hey.

Bowser: Hey?

Luigi: I can't sleep. :/

Bowser: I can. Goodnight.

Luigi: Bowser, you need to react when people cry!

Bowser: I did. I rolled my eyes.

Bowser, trying their first ever cup of coffee: I am ENERGY!

Luigi, an avid coffee drinker, on their twelfth cup of the day: Someone slap me awake or I am literally going to fall into a coma in ten seconds.

Bowser: You're violent.

Luigi: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

Bowser: Do you have a self-care routine?

Luigi: "Keep going bitch" said to myself in different accents.

Luigi: They don’t make them like me no more. I’m the last of my kind.

Bowser: Thank god.

Luigi: So I was just having a conversation with Bowser about Star Wars; particularly, about the choice of architecture. The amount of people who die from falling down bottomless pits is TOO DAMN HIGH! Like, who designs architecture like this? Catwalks with no guard rails whatsoever, just zigging and zagging through enormous voids. Giant holes to nowhere!

Bowser: It's by design. It's a cleaner look, for a more elegant time.

Luigi: Like... who the fuck put this hole here???? And why????

Bowser: Exhaust?

Luigi: Darth Maul falls down a hole, Palpatine falls down a hole, Solo falls down a hole, everyone falls down a hole! Star Wars universe needs OSHA.

Bowser: Luke falls down a hole, Boba Fett falls down a hole…

Luigi: Yes, yes, I forgot about those! R2-D2 falls down a hole in the Millenium Falcon after he fixes the hyperdrive.

Bowser: We're onto something here!

Luigi: Obi-Wan almost falls down a hole.

Bowser: C-3PO falls off the barge into the sand. Pretty close to falling down a hole.

Luigi: His lightsaber does though.

Bowser: *thinks hard about what other Star Wars Characters fall down holes*

Luigi: What if the hole is symbolic? The hole represents the dark side.

Bowser: Nah, doesn't work. Luke chooses to fall down the hole instead of joining Vader/The Dark Side.

Luigi: Fair point.

(^ ive litterally never seen that before in my life, so i thought it was funny. but like- imagine they're talking ab Bowser's Castle design.)

Bowser: If by any chance Luigi should attack, just start calmly talking about anything.

Luigi: Bowser told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

Bowser: Whether or not I pay income taxes is none of the government's business.

Luigi: No, well, actually, it is.

Bowser: You don't know my name or what I look like, good luck finding me.

Bowser, making a cup of tea: Yeah, get into that leaf juice, you sexy, sexy bee sauce.

Luigi: Hey, do you take constructive criticism?

Bowser: I absolutely fucking do not.

Bowser: What is this!?

Luigi: That’s the weight of guilt. Give in to the nice side. Help those unfortunate, and make the guilt go away, my friend.

Bowser: Ow! Make it stop!

Luigi: Surrender to your kindness, Bowser. It’s nice to be nice.

Bowser: Your guilt is strong, my friend. But it is no match for the power of my selfishness!

Bowser: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Luigi: Killed without hesitation.

Bowser: Gatekeep, girlboss, and what's the other one again?

Luigi: There isn't another one. You're crazy.

Luigi: How many children do you have?

Bowser: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

Luigi: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

Bowser: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Luigi: ...

Luigi: You mean ring bearER, right?

Bowser: ...

Luigi: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

#i am mentally ill #bailey’s ramblings #luigi x bowser #bowuigi #bowugi #luigi #bowser

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nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius · 1 year

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TBB Incorrect Quotes, Part 11

Tech: You know those frozen lunches Echo likes? Hunter: Yes? Tech: I think they changed the recipe for their macaroni and cheese. Hunter: What makes you say that? Tech: Echo took one bite and is now staring at it like it insulted his mother.

Crosshair: *stubs his toe* FUCK! Hunter: Watch your language! Crosshair: What else am I supposed to say, “Woe is I”??? Hunter: Crosshair: You have to accept that swear words are necessary sometimes.

Echo: *Accidentally hits Hunter in the face* Echo: *Trying to decide between saving 'I'm fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'* Echo: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! Hunter: What's wrong with you?!

Crosshair: Why is my underwear in the freezer? Tech: You said "this is gonna confuse me so much tomorrow". Tech: Apparently drunk you plays pranks on hungover you. Crosshair: That explains so much.

Echo, to Omega: Please, picking locks is my specialty. Echo: *throws a brick through the window* Echo: Okay, let’s go.

Omega, furious: What do you mean we have homework tonight? I have books to read.

Tech: Look guys, I need help. Echo: Love help? Wrecker: Financial help? Omega: Emotional help? Crosshair: Help moving a body? *Everybody looks at Crosshair* Crosshair: What?

Hunter: Here are two pictures. One of them is your room, and the other is the garbage dump. Wrecker: *points at a picture* That one is the dump. Hunter: tHEY'RE BOTH YOUR ROOM!

Crosshair, tearing up the room: Where are they? Crosshair, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children? Crosshair: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.

Hunter: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Omega: It was me... Hunter: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Hunter: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year. Crosshair: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues? Tech: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

Echo: Crosshair isn’t answering my messages. Wrecker: Allow me. Echo: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi- Crosshair: *replying to message* Hello.

Omega: Who hurt you? Crosshair: *snorting* What, do you want a list? Omega: ...Yes, actually.

Crosshair: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?

Echo: I've been expecting you, Omega. Omega: How did you do that without turning around? Echo: Let's just say the first few people I did that to were not you.

Crosshair: It's against my moral compass. Tech: Your moral compass is a roulette wheel.

Wrecker: I just heard Crosshair call the dog a “fucking liar” because it barked like someone was at the door and no one was there.

Omega: Do you have any idea what you’re doing? Crosshair: Why start now?

Echo: You three, explain right now! Omega: It was Wrecker. Crosshair: It was Wrecker. Tech: It was Wrecker. Wrecker: Wrecker: …fuck.

Tech: Here’s the cold medicine you asked for. Tech: *dumps 3 shopping bags of wine on the table* Crosshair: ...Thanks.

Tech: Just so everyone knows, don't ever try to climb a tree at night carrying a strobe light, owls DON'T like it. Hunter: ...what happened? Tech: I made a VERY bad mistake.

Echo: If it pleases the court I would like to say that my opponent is TALKING SHIT!

Tech: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Phee: I wrote you a poem. Tech, already crying: You did?

Hunter: I have an idea. Omega: A good idea? Hunter: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Tech: A butterfly! Hey, little guy, gal or nonbinary pal! Wrecker: Can a butterfly be nonbinary? Tech: I mean, maybe? I don't judge. Hunter, staring dreamily out of the window: Ah, have you ever imagine having butterfly wings? Then- Crosshair: Then it would be inconvenient as fuck. Your wings would smack every doorframe and your clothes would have to have holes in the back. Omega: Also, your wing's paper thin, so even a six year old aimed a NERF gun at it would... Yeah... Wrecker: *sips coffee* According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a- Hunter: No, nononono. You fuckers have already shattered my dream, you don't get the fucking privilege to make that reference. Echo: Also, it's about a butterfly, not a bee... Why would you make that reference? Tech: You clearly have not lived with him long enough.

Echo: Does anyone know how to relax? Asking for a friend.

*Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation* Wrecker: How do you eat pickles? Tech: What do you mean? Wrecker: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. Tech: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. Wrecker: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. Tech: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. Wrecker: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. Tech: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing. Wrecker: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. Tech: *Nods in agreement* Hunter: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! Wrecker: Jeez, okay. Tech: Quit yelling at us already.

Omega: Do you know a tortoise’s only weakness? Wrecker: No... well, their slowness. Omega: Their weakness is they can't roll over when they are on their backs. Omega: Now I have a plan. Omega: If I duct tape two tortoises together, they'll be unstoppable.

Wrecker: *on the phone* Hey Hunter, do you know my blood type? Hunter: Of course, it's B-. Wrecker: Oh, I guessed wrong. Excuse me, nurse-!

Hunter: Guess who just found out the difference between wax paper and parchment paper the hard way? Echo: Wait, what’s the difference? Hunter: One you can use in the oven safely, and the other you can also use in the oven... if the thing you are trying to make happens to be fire.

Tech: Echo, keep an eye on Crosshair today. He’s going to say something to the wrong person and get punched. Echo: Sure, I'd love to see Crosshair getting punched. Tech: Try again. Echo, sighing: I will try to stop Crosshair from getting punched.

Hunter: Tech… Tech: Oh, no. “Tech” in B-flat. Tech: You’re disappointed.

*Omega and Wrecker are arguing* Omega: I hope your sock falls off into your shoe! Wrecker: I hope both sides of your pillow are warm! Omega: I hope you get an itch on your back that you can’t reach! Wrecker: *gasp* Wrecker: I HOPE YOU STEP IN A WET SPOT AFTER PUTTING CLEAN SOCKS ON Omega: I HOPE YOUR PHONE STOPS CHARGING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! Wrecker: I HOPE THERE’S NO MILK WHEN YOU GO TO MAKE CEREAL! Crosshair, to Echo: Should we do something? Echo: Not yet. These are getting creative, I want to hear more.

Crosshair: Hostage or not, sometimes it's nice to be held. Tech: Tech: Are you okay?

#tbb incorrect quotes #incorrect bad batch quotes #incorrect quotes #star wars #the bad batch #tbb #i needed a break from revision

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cupid-styles · 4 months

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how about 8 and 18?

OOOO!!! im not gonna lie this took some brainstorming but I eventually settled on a teensy bit of angst for our alpha frat harry cuties

(a continuation of the february prompts from yesterday!)

8. poem

18. heart candies

. . .

"I just think Valentine's Day is kinda dumb."

Y/N swallows a sigh. For the past few days, she'd been hinting to her silly, alpha brained boyfriend that Valentine's Day was coming up. When it finally clicked for him, his response made her heart crack just a tinge. She's never properly celebrated the day — not because she hasn't wanted to in the past, but because she just didn't have anyone. She knows Valentine's Day can be about self-love or friendships or whatever else girl-boss-social-media-influencers try to force down single peoples' throats, but she would be lying if she said that she wasn't just a little bit excited about being in a relationship for it this year.

And there's a part of her that wants to please Harry — to maybe say, "yeah, you're right, it's not a real holiday," but she'd like to think she's past the people-pleasing era in her life.

"I like it," she peeps out, nibbling on her bottom lip as Harry continues aiming his entire focus on whatever video game he's playing. "I think it's a sweet opportunity to show people how much you love them."

Harry hums, "Yeah, but I can do that any day."

"You could," she admits. "I think... I think people just hype it up a lot in their heads. It's not all poems and heart candies and big, grand romantic gestures. I just think it's nice to reminded that the person you're with cares about you."

At that, Harry finally pauses his game and sets his controller down on the TV stand.

"Are you trying to tell me that you want to celebrate Valentine's Day?"

It's not a hard-headed question, and she knows Harry's not being accusatory in any way. He has that soft crinkle between his brows and those cushy, concerned eyes he always gives her whenever he knows she's studying too hard or hasn't been taking care of herself properly.

She shrugs her shoulders and sets her gaze to the floor. "I think it would be nice."

"Yeah?" Harry asks, leaning forward slightly to thumb at her chin. With a playful smile, he raises her head back up to catch her eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were into it."

"This is the first year I have someone," Y/N explains softly, "And I know we're not properly mated yet—"

"We basically are—"

"We're not," she reminds him with an impish smirk, "But I would really like it if we did something. It can be small, but... yeah."

"Well then," he says, clearing his throat and straightening his posture. He looks like he's about to do a professional presentation, and it makes Y/N smile. "Will you be my valentine, my sweet little omega mate to-be?"

"Yes, please."

#bestie asks #writing #abo harry

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first valentine’s

prompt: stiles wanted nothing more than to make the perfect gift for y/n’s first valentines with him but he doesn’t have enough money to get her what she deserves so he takes it upon himself to make her a bouquet of lego flowers

warnings: mild amounts of swearing but other than that it’s pure fluff

by the way this is in stiles’ pov

…………………………………….

“scott i don’t know what to get her honestly she’s deserves a bunch of diamonds and rubies not a hunk of junk life of chocolate and halfway dead flowers” i scoffed as scott and i walked towards our lockers

“stiles it’s y/n she’s gonna love anything you give to her”

he’s got a point i mean for her birthday i made a lousy ass card with a bunch of poems and she put it in a frame and hung it on her wall there’s nothing you can’t give this girl that she won’t absolutely adore

“omg you just gave me the perfect idea scott, have i ever told you you’re my best friend and i love you? because i really love you” i smooched his cheek and ran outside to my car driving straight home

after around about 4-5 hours i sat on my bed trying to create little lego bouquets when dad walked in my room

“what in the hell are you doing kid?” he asked leaning against my door frame

“trying to make the perfect valentines gift for y/n” i answered without looking up from my project

“you’re in head over your heels boy” he laughed closing my door and walking back down stairs

“yeah clearly” i smiled continuing on with my disaster of a present

-2 hours later-

i was still sat on my bed finishing my present when a i heard a knock on the door

“stiles it’s me! open up!” y/n yelled knocking on my door repeatedly

“shit shit shit shit” i whispered trying to cover up my present

“stiles i’ve got your present! can you open up please” she continued

“coming love” i said as i opened my bedroom door

she stood there with a big box in her hands wrapped in red wrapping paper and finished with a red bow on the top

“baby what in the hell did you get me” i groaned now knowing my present was gonna look like utter garbage next to the one she got me

“shut the fuck up and open it!” she squealed handing me the present

i took the present from her and sat down on my desk chair

carefully i unwrapped the first and immediately jumped up and kissed her beautiful face

“the whole star wars universe in one box? baby i fucking love you!” i said in between kisses

“stiles!” she giggled

“okay don’t judge what i got you please i don’t have enough money to get you the things you deserve but i did spend hours trying to make this perfect for you” i sighed pulling back my blankets and revealing my massive bouquet of lego flowers

“omg stiles”

i look up at her seeing her eyes go wide with admiration

“it’s a representation of our love, when these die so will our love.. which would be never because they are made of legos so we’ll last fore-“ before i could even finish my sentence she’s pulled me into the biggest bear hug

“you’re literally the cutest human being i’ve ever met i am so lucky” she smiled kissing my cheek

“happy valentine’s day my beautiful girl i love you always” i smiled back at her kissing her forehead ever so gently

“happy valentines sti” she hummed

….

i hate how badly i want this kind of relationship ;-;

#stiles stilinski #stiles x reader #stiles stilinksi x reader #teen wolf #mieczyslaw stilinski #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf stiles

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catiuskaa · 3 months

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new task: valentine’s day (ACTS)

A/N: reposting by acts! [see full version here]. wanted to see if this format works better (and yes i will squeeze everything in this one right here cause its amazing and i 100% worked my ass off on it)

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

SUMMARY: boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments…to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

WC: 3.150k

CW: fluffy comfort, use of spanglish (not relevant to the plot, dw), use of text format, the reader is stupidly short (which i know all about), academic rivals, bad student reader x good student seungmin, mentions of the unability to deal with complicated feelings, mentions of masking feelings, slight hint of bullying, mentions of being followed, (pet)names: little one, shortie, shortcake, smallable, pretty, hyunjin as a walking therapist, and the ending is kind of a reference to a show i'm obsessed with (not gonna say it so i don't spoil it for you guys hehehe)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 1: NOT A LOVEFOOL… YET}

To be in the same class group than him was slightly tolerable.

Is what you’d like to say if you were in a good mood. But it wasn’t the case.

You were mad. As fuck.

“I just need you to give it a chance,” Miss Fernández stated once more, and you had to hold back to not roll your eyes at her.

“But Miss. I know that this subject is difficult and that he could, uh, help me out with the project,” you muttered reluctantly, because on normal circumstances, you wouldn’t go as far as to let Kim Seungmin help you with chemistry. Not ever.

You weren’t in need of help that desperatly.

And that was a fact, not a matter of ifs, buts, or maybes. That was an absolute. Something that lovely-yet-not-so-much teacher Lucía Fernández, spanish accent and all, was not getting.

“Listen. We both know that your grade is the best I can offer considering your behaviour in my class, despite of your average knowledge of the subject. And in this case, I am offering to set that aside if you work on these following assignments with your classmate Seungmin.”

Her harsh tone was also an absolute, and that made you clench your jaw. You blamed Lucas for her attitude towards you —after all, that one accident with a Bunsen Burner had been mostly his fault—, but you breathed in, trying to offer your most pity-inducing grin.

Judging by her glare, it wasn’t working.

“Miss, I—”

“I’m sorry.” She didn’t look like she was. “It’s my last word. And I think that after coming three days to my office on each of your free periods, this is getting a bit tiring.” She sighed, adjusting her glasses by a soft push of her finger.

Nope. She definetely wasn’t sorry.

Witholding a groan you left her office, and huffed as the door closed behind you, swiftly heading to meet your group of friends when they got out of their Biology lesson in other building within the school grounds.

It was a chilly evening, maybe not too much from what one could expect for the first week of February, still one that made you hide your face in your scarf and you hands in your jacket pockets.

You settled your headphones where they belonged, humming to the music to hold back the need to rant and rave against your chemistry teacher, when your phone dinged.

< henry li🫧: everything ok? saw you in lucifer’s office rn

< henry li🫧: did you do smth again? you cheekyyy 🙊

You gingerly laughed, and started typing out your answer, when, out of nowhere, you bumped against someone, making all of the books that they were carrying fall down of their grasp.

You pursed your lips, then pressed them in a thin line. Staring at their— his back, you saw that his backpack was almost empty. Why the fuck would he carry all of his books on his hands then?

The guy had quickly bent down to get his books back, and you followed too, taking your headphones off and quickly trying to prevent the papers from getting wet because of the floor, that was damp from the rain before, when your hands softly brushed against each other, still, you forced yourself to ignore it.

“I’m so…” the word dissapeared in your mouth.

“It’s ok, don’t… oh.” He blinked, his face showing nothing. For fuck’s sake.

Why did it always have to be him?

He swiftly took all of the things from you, as if your touch could be worse than the wet floor. You frowned, feeling a cold shiver trail up your spine, and you crossed your arms in front of you, struggling to seek some warmth.

“Watch it, little one.” He mocked with a light smirk. “I might accidentally step on you one day.”

You looked at him through your eyelashes. What. An. Idiot. You passed a hand through your hair, chuckling dryly.

“I-,” you sighed, shaking your head sideways. “Nah, you know what? I don’t have time for this crap.” You smiled at him widely, full of sarcasm.

But just when you were about to leave, you felt a tug at your sleeve, the fabric of your shirt not thick enough to hide the warmth of Seungmin’s grasp on your forearm. You frowned, confused at the lack of any uncomfortable feelings because of it. There was none, but rather a need to cover yourself with it and wear it like a jacket.

“Did you fix it?”

You blinked, trying to get your brain to focus on his words.

“Huh?”

He rolled his eyes, but his hand didn’t move an inch. “You said you were going to talk to Miss Fernández so we wouldn’t be partners, which is, well, so mature, congratulations,” he tsked, but then continued. “But did it work?”

You licked your lips and swallowed, your throat feeling dry. What was going on? You needed to focus.

In a harsh motion, you moved your arm away from his grasp. You forced yourself to ignore how your skin missed it.

“I… no. She settled. You- I mean… we…” the word felt awkward when it rolled off your tongue.

We? There was no such thing in between Seungmin and you. No we, no us, no nothing. And it was like that for a reason. One that you had almost forgotten with how softly his slender and warm hand had been holding your forearm. Ugh.

As you struggled to say those infamous words, your phone dinged again, and you mumbled a short “oh, wait,” and unlocked it.

< henry li🫧: leaving me on read, shortcake?

Seungmin stared at your phone, shoving his hands on his pockets when he saw you smile at the bright screen. He bit his lower lip. He hadn't taken all of his stuff out of his backpack just for this.

“So,” he licked his lips, and it almost shocked you the sudden roughness on his tone and demeanour. “Chemistry is easy. We can meet up on Friday in the public library. An hour or two should be enough, even for someone with a fun-sized brain like yours.” He chuckled meanly, the motherfucker.

Ever since that stupid text from him, you had made it your mission to surpass him, or at least reach his level, and to be honest, you were even succeding in some cases, like philosophy, art history, spanish, technical drawing and business studies. But Chemistry?

Chemistry would always kick you in the ass.

Before you were able to come up with a comeback for his stupid snicker, the bell rang, and you felt an arm laying its weight on your shoulders.

“Smallable!” Lucas laughed, then realized that you were talking to a certain someone and ful Ty ly gasped. “Oh my god. Are you two finally dating and I interrupted— AH!” He was interrupted by your elbow hitting his side. Noa and Atenea chuckled behind him.

“No. Seungmin was just leaving.” You huffed with a frown, but then you smiled, almost excessively, like a small maniac. “Right?”

But before he was able to reply or mock you, Atenea spoke, ruining your chances of kicking him away.

“But we all have English now,” she said, and if it had been someone else, like Lucas, you would’ve stepped on his shoe or something. “We’re going to the same place, we can go together.”

Seungmin felt you stare intensively at him. He smiled at Atenea, finding that he enjoyed having you look at him, reason why he loved annoying the shit out of you.

“Sure!” He smiled politely, almost sheepishly, and you bit your lip to hold back the need to scoff at his 'obviously fake' kindness.

Because except for you, the rest of your class —heck, probably the rest of the school— were smitten with Kim Seungmin.

Top of the class, funny, kind, and cutely introverted Kim Seungmin was just a dorky student who tried to get along with everyone.

But that was wrong. And you may not have any proof aside from his mean attitude towards you and only you, but you knew it.

Seungmin had to be more than just a pretty boy with high grades, and it was only with you that he proved you right.

You stayed next to Lucas, hoping that Seungmin would at least stay with your friends and ignore you.

But to your horror, he smiled at you, a pink dust on his cheeks. “If you don’t mind?”

Oh, son of a bitch.

“No… it’s whatever.” You huffed.

Because against his dorky self, to the rest of your class —heck, to the rest of the school— you were the quote on quote “bad student.”

Troublesome, mean, class clown? Check. You laughed at teachers in class with Lucas far more than what could be ignored, the dresscode had always been more of a guide in what to wear, unlike what most students usually followed, and you may have been expelled a bunch of times.

Even if you were somewhat kind to the people in school, and even if they all knew your rivalry with Seungmin, God forbid you were mean to him.

You wouldn’t see the end of it.

And he knew it.

Bitch.

So there you were, walking to English class with your friends plus innocent Seungmin —who no one had called, not even the ghostbusters—, who was snickering and giggling with Atenea about who-gives-a-shit. Something class-related. You couldn’t be bothered to listen.

Lucas chuckled next to you.

“Careful, Spongebob.” He laughed. “Some could say you seem jealous.”

…WHAT?!

“Of… of Kim Seungmin?” You snorted. “Are you on drugs?”

He ruffled your hair. “Sure, sure, keep lying to yourself, shortie.”

Finally, you arrived to class, but before you stepped inside, Seungmin stopped you, whispering in your ear.

“Yeah, shortie.” He teased, his lips almost grazing the shell of your ear. “Don’t be too jealous. We wouldn’t want everyone to know you love me.”

His whisper would’ve been almost enticing if it weren’t for the fact that it was Kim Seungmin the man in question, and he snickered, pushing his glasses back.

But then someone cleared his throat behind you two.

“Care to sit down? I don’t have all day.” Mister Holmes grunted, carrying a monster drink and a coffe at the same time.

That mas was slightly terryifing.

You squinted at Seungmin and then walked to your place at the back of the class, hoping that your cheeks felt warm because of how the teacher had startled you and definetely not your classmate’s honey-like voice.

“Pssst. Heeey,” Noa smiled teasingly, whispering with a smirk. “Pssst. You’re blushing…!”

“Shut up!” You frowned at her, but you were unable to hold back a smile. But it was because of your friend Noa. Not Kim Seungmin.

Mr Holmes cleared his throat, and finished off his monster, throwing it to the bin.

“So. I’ve been hearing from some students in the hallways that you’re all excited for saint valentines’ day.” He stated in a strong voice, one that filled the class with little to no effort. “And sadly so, I was thinking of putting an exam that Wednesday…” he faked a sigh, and you had to hold back a laugh, contrary to the frowns and groans that appeared in your classmates faces. Pfft, what a character. “Unless… you guys want to do something in true valentines fashion.”

Mr Holmes crossed his arms, laying back on his chair, his stare cold and face lacking any kind of emotions.

“Say… any ideas, Mr… Kim?”

Seungmin sat up straight at his name being mentioned, and you rolled your eyes, holding back a mocking smirk.

“I ugh… I wouldn’t want to bother my classmates with a lot of work, sir… but maybe… maybe a writing assingment related to the topic would be… enough?” Seungmin stated, his tone soft and shy, and there was even a blush that trailed up from his neck, but he stayed staight and firm as he spoke.

“A valentine-themed task.” Mr Holmes enunciated as he pondered. “It’s a… decent idea. Any complaints?”

You felt some of your classmates’ eyes on you, and you sighed, crossing your arms in front of you, remaining silent. As long as it wasn’t an exam, you’d accept whatever.

“With that settled, I’ll upload the task online this afternoon, but it’ll have to be written by hand. Be sure to hand in a picture of your assignment on time, or your final grade will be affected.” The teacher turned on his laptop, and started taking assistance.

[☆★🌷★☆]

Time had passed dreadfully slowly, until the bell rang and Mr Holmes dissmissed all of you so everyone could leave for the day.

“A valentine-themed task.” You huffed in annoyance as you stuffed your locker with books you weren’t going to take home.

“I thought it was original.” A voice snickered lowly behind you, and you slapped your locker close, smiling at him.

“Well, Henry. It’s no surprise your taste sucks.”

You chuckled when he rolled his eyes.

“I was waiting for your reply,” he mentioned with a soft tone.

You closed your locker, and you two started walking together. “Oh, sorry, I totally forgot,” you apologized with a smile, but he brushed it off. “Yeah, I was with Lucifer earlier. She’s making me work with Seungmin for this term’s assignments.”

Henry frowned. “And we hate that guy… right…” you chuckled.

“Exactly. We don’t like him.”

“So then, don’t do it. You were going to meet him to study, right?” You nodded, smirking slightly at him.

“We agreeded to meet on Friday to start, in the library.” You added, watching his smirk widen. “What are you thinking?”

He stopped walking, smiling at you. “There’s this club that opened recently. Been wanting to go have a look. Apparently, it’s like exclusive and shit. And it’s Friday.” His light-coloured eyes shined as he looked at you. “Meet me there?”

You grinned cheekily.

“Sure. Can’t wait.”

[☆★🌷★☆]

You hadn’t noticed Seungmin on the school bus until this year.

Because he had made himself noticeable, sitting at the back of the bus, a couple seats away from you, but oh, dorky Seungmin was always friend of everyone, sheepishly starting conversation with any kinds of people in the bus, no matter the year they were in.

Before his text, you had even thought he was cute as he gingerly chatted with a group of kids who were probably starting high school.

“Is it too difficult?” A little girl asked.

And it surprised you how he turned to her and smiled, almost tugging at your heart strings, eyes like crescent moons.

“It’s only difficult if you stop trying. And we don’t give up, right?” He stated cheerfuly, and all the kids shined at his sheepish and bashful brightness, high-fiving the girl that talked to him.

You forced yourself to shove those memories to the back of your mind. That Seungmin wasn’t real. And you didn’t like him. The real him. Right?

“Oi, Kim Seungmin.” You called, as it was only you two left on the bus.

He was surprised at your call, but only side-eyed at you, lazily raising his brows, signalling that he was listening. You frowned.

See? You thought to yourself. He’s mean. He isn’t sweet, nor cute. Focus.

“What kind of lame ass idea was that?” You huffed with a mean smile. “A valentine-themed assignment.” You snorted.

His bus stop was close, so he ignored you as he picked up his coat and backpack, but you kept on talking. “You know? Hallmark office called, they want their boring clichés back,” you mocked, laughing.

Backpack on and coat hanging on his arm, he stared at you, and waited for a red light to walk to your seat.

He settled next to you, still staring at you as you chimed mean remarks about his originality and such and such.

“Anything else to mumble? I couldn’t hear you from down there.” He snorted meanly, and you were too focused on annoying him that you didn’t notice his stare at your lips as he licked his own.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re such a lame guy. He gave you the chance to choose, and you chose that piece of—?!”

His lips tasted as sweet as his voice that day with those little kids.

You felt his hand slowly creep up and cradle your face, his eyes closed as he kissed you, and slowly, your eyes closed too.

It was sweet. So sweet. But what was it? It was a flavour that you knew. Its sweetness was so familiar, but you couldn’t seem to figure out what was it.

You kissed him back, and he let out a surprised whine as you sighed, your hands, which had been frozen on his shoulders, waiting for your order to push him away, slowly followed up and remained on his face, your thumbs almost stroking his cheeks.

You wanted needed to know what he tasted like.

But it was when your hands went into his hair that he sighed too, melting under your touch, that your brain clicked.

…

what were you doing?

…

WHAT WERE YOU DOING?!

You pushed him away, and your breath hitched.

He didn’t look like fake Seungmin.

In front of you was not the innocent boy who had straight A’s and was shy enough to not be able to say no to a lot of things, who sheepishly spoke up in class, or who treated everyone with a bashful kindness that was so endearing.

This Seungmin was different. His glasses had a bit of a fog in them, his hair was all messed up, and his lips were plush, pink from your tinted gloss and slightly swollen from your kiss.

This Seungmin was a wreck, all flustered and kissable, and he looked like a mess.

But it felt real.

And for a second, you wanted to kiss him again, yearning to figure what that kiss tasted like, the word for it almost in the tip of your tongue.

He panted, struggling to catch his breath.

“Finally,” he huffed with a smile, but his dark eyes didn’t match the mocking in his tone. A small part of your mind thought that they looked prettier than any light eyes you had ever seen. “So you were able to shut up, after all.” He gulped, still panting.

He moved away from you slowly, as you remained there, frozen, like a piece of art in front of him, cheeks blushed, lips flushed and parted as your eyes stared at him, an emotion much different from this evening.

He found himself enjoying this one even more.

“Eh… T-this is my bus stop.” He muttered when the bus stopped. Maybe it wasn’t, but he didn’t care. He felt like he would have the energy to run home if needed. “I-I’ll… see you tomorrow.”

You blinked as he stood up and walked away.

What…

What had just happened?

[☆★🌷★☆]

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rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me · 1 year

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Valentine’s Day Would Include…

- Darry’s a romantic, probably one of the most romantic out of the boys if you were to give him a chance. He’d get you flowers, take you out on a date, make a chocolate cake just for you. Steve won’t be allowed to touch your cake, fret not my dear friend. Your date might not be on Valentine’s day exactly? Mainly because you or Darry have to work, not everyone gets a special schedule and there are plenty of other days to go out with each other. When you guys do? It’s probably to the diner, or out to the drive-in.

- Oh and Sodapop, sweet and loveable Sodapop. His plans for Valentine’s might be a little all over the place, but he’s gonna make sure you know how much he cares about you. A cheesy handwritten note, with spelling mistakes and messy handwriting you can barely read. A little stuffed animal from the corner store holding a heart. A date to the drag races or the drive-in where he keeps your hand in his all night long, snagging kisses when he can. I promise you, with Sodapop, you’re not gonna feel unloved on the romantic holiday of the year.

- I don’t think Ponyboy would go really crazy for Valentine’s Day, he seems like more of a low-key romantic. Like he’d love on you a little more, make sure to sit with you in class and link your ankles under the desk. Slide you little notes in class with hearts doodled around the edge, promising that he’d try his best to take you out to the drive-in that night. He’d probably write you a sappy, romantic poem? But I don’t think he'd show it to you without any prompting. You’d probably have to ask and bat your eyelashes a bit, but he’d give in.

- I can’t promise you’re gonna have the most romantic Valentine’s day if you’re spending it with Dally, but y’know, it’s gonna be a good one anyway. He doesn’t think much of the holiday, calling it cheesy and an excuse to spend money on someone who already knows people care for them. But if you’re into it? He’ll greet you with a mumbled, Happy Valentine’s Day, doll, as he kisses your cheek and pulls you in for a short hug. Don’t expect gifts unless you’re gonna be okay with them being stolen in some way? He is romantic though, don’t forget that. He can sweep you off your feet if he wants to.

- I don’t know what exactly he’d do for Valentine’s, but Johnny would definitely be a secret romantic. Maybe the two of you would go out for a dinner at the dinner, just hang out in the lot and wait until the sunset, but whatever it is, it’s soft and sweet. I just- Johnny’s would probably show up with a little bouquet, maybe picked from somebody’s flowerbeds, and offer them to you with the shyest little smile. He picked them just for you, y’know. The ones that are your favorite colors. Kiss him, you fool, do everyone a favor and just kiss him already.

- Steve would be that guy who makes you something heart-shaped during shop class and then presents the chunk of metal to you with a proud grin. If you don’t take that heart-shaped chunk of metal and thank him with a kiss, you’re incorrect. Try again, do it over, take the scrap metal and say thank you and kiss him because he worked hard on that. He’d take you out to dinner too maybe, heading out to the races afterward. Either way, Steve would shower you with love and attention on Valentine’s Day, he’s a simp dudes, trust me.

- Kisses. That’s it. Two-Bit loves kissing you and he’s definitely going to kiss you a lot on Valentine’s day. Maybe you’ll go out to dinner, hang around town with each other for a while, or maybe you’ll just find yourself at the back of the drive-in, kissing instead of watching whatever romantic movie is playing on the screen. He steals his little sister’s Valentine’s cards, the kind she was going to give to her classmates, and gives one to you. He’s scratched out her name and replaced it with his, a little heart next to his name. You’ll want to chide him for taking his sister’s stuff, but he’s gonna look at you with such a cute smile, you won’t be able to.

- For Tim? I’m sort of torn. Because it could very easily go two ways, I don’t know which one I like more. He can be that guy who thinks Valentine’s Day is stupid and doesn’t like to go wild on some random day to show you love. He can do that any day he wants. But then like, the thought of him surprising you with a rose or something, kissing you nice and slow as he wishes you a happy Valentine’s Day, I just really, really like that. Bonus points if he tells you he loves you in Spanish. We support Spanish-speaking Shepards here.

- I am a firm believer, and I mean firm believer, that Curly is one of those guys who absolutely dotes on his partner. And Valentine’s Day is no exception. He loves you every day of the year, but he’ll go a little more on Valentine’s Day just for you. The boys have something to say about him being such a sap? Curly’s unbothered, he’s the one with the happiest partner on the 14th, so who’s really winning here, huh? Flowers, chocolates, kisses, holding hands at the drive-in, Curly doesn’t hold back for you, alright? He’s pretty great.

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♡ the boxers on valentines day ♡

YOU THOUGHT I WOULDNT PLAN SOMETHING FOR VALENTINES DAY?? YOURE WRONGGGG

♡ Glass Joe ♡

If he has a valentine he'll take the day off for them and take them out on a cute little date, spoiling them with kisses and flowers

if he doesnt have a valentine, he'll just watch romance movies by himself and have some chocolate, if no one will spoil him he'll spoil himself

This man will buy so many valentines themed stuff its insane, he'll buy heart-shaped candles, heart shaped boxes, literally anything heart-shaped is his target since hes a sucker for heart shaped stuff

OF COURSE hes gonna have wine hes a wine aunt it runs in his family

♡ Von Kaiser ♡

If he has a valentine he'll show up at their door with flowers and some chocolate in his fanciest outfit and offer to take them somewhere for a date

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll play it off like its no big deal as if he isnt bitter about it and continue his routine as usual

He usually takes the day off on valentines day since his students will either bully him for not having a valentine or go "oooooo" And make him embarassed about his valentine

He'll just buy himself flowers if he doesnt have any valentines

♡ Disco Kid ♡

If he has a valentine he'll plan out a date for them and have a dance with them, bonus points if his valentine has a song that they love and end it with a nice little walk while holding hands

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just listen to music and cry, he just feels a little lonely on valentines sometimes

will go nuts over love songs, he has a playlist made for every possible outcome of his valentines day including: getting dumped, having no valentine, having a shitty date, having a good date and a slow-dance playlist for when he needs it

♡ King Hippo ♡

if he has a valentine he'll plan a feast for them and take them stargazing at the end of the day, he'll spoil them with their favorite meals and lots of flowers with special meanings for every boquet

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll be dissapointed but move on fairly quickly since its not a death sentence, plus he'll just get himself some sweets and get on with it

will try to recreate the lady and the tramp spaghetti scene with his valentine (he'll win the spaghetti war)

♡ Piston Hondo ♡

If he has a valentine he'll get them flowers and take them out for a stroll in the wilderness and hold hands, he'll also make a cute little bento box for them with some sushi in the shape of hearts

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just stay home and have tea while watching some documentaries

Also a sucker for heart shaped things, especially candles since he has a odd love for candles

Will write a poem for his valentine if they cant make it to the date and send some flowers along with it

♡ Bear Hugger ♡

If he has a valentine he'll take them for a date in the wilderness, he'll make a table and a chair from scratch for them and have ms bear as the chef, whats more romantic than a bear asking you if you want some risotto??

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just rant to ms bear about it and just fish his sadness away

Will collect flowers with his bare hands for his valentine and carve a little statue for them along with a heart

Will end the day with a little slow dance in the forest and a kiss

♡ Great Tiger ♡

If he has a valentine he'll take them sightseeing and spoil them with lots of jewellry, he'll get them their favorite flowers and end the day with a movie night

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just go shopping and buy himself gifts, if no one will do it he'll do it

Once tried to go on a date with himself but ended up being dumped by his own clone

will wear his fanciest outfit when asking his valentine out

♡ Don Flamenco ♡

If he has a valentine he'll spoil them and absolutely dote over them, perfume, flowers, plushies, clothes, pretty much everything, will have a dance with them and end the day with a little cuddling

If he doesnt have a valentine.. My god this man will sob for hours, he'll dye his hair black again and post a picture of himself while crying and get bullied to hell and back for it lmao while watching romantic movies in a huge ass pile of blankets

Also has a playlist for when he has a valentine and doesnt have a valentine, will listen to it according to the outcome

will dance with his valentine until they get tired, when his valentine is done for the day he'l carry them to bed

♡ Aran Ryan ♡

If he has a valentine he'll go exploring abandoned buildings with them and have a date there, he'll get them their favorite flowers along with a little teddybear with his perfume on it and end the day with him and his valentine planning out some pranks

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll wreak havoc on everyone else, he'll write them fake secret admirer letters and bait them out for a fake date and have them thinking they got dumped, he'll even add flowers and poetry to the letters

He'll usually write silly little letters to his valentine if they cant make it to the date/are far away

He'll get his valentine a drink if they let him

♡ Soda Popinski ♡

If he has a valentine he'll take them out for your typical fancy date but with a twist: hes chugging 30 bottles of soda per second, he'll also get them flowers and a T-shirt with a cheesy quote on it

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just rant to his friends and have like 907 cases of soda

He doesnt have a idea what kind of flowers to get his valentine so he usually goes for daisies to be unique

He has a unexplainable love for valentines day special drinks, specifically soda and it shows more on valentines day more than any other day

♡ Bald Bull ♡

If he has a valentine he'll be over the moon, he'll get them flowers and jewellry and take them out to wherever they want, but he would prefer staying inside and just cuddling all day

If he doesnt have a valentine he wont pay much mind to it since he thinks valentines day is dumb anyway, he never really got asked out much since people were either too scared to talk to him or it flew over his head

PLEASE get this man flowers, hes a sucker for flowers, especially tulips & saffrons, if you do you'll get to live in this mans head rent free for 30 years, he'll be out here kicking his feet over you

He has no idea what to get as a gift other than jewellry and flowers so he'll just get stuff that reminds him of his valentine

♡ Super Macho Man ♡

If he has a valentine he'll take them out to a cruise ship and have some drinks with them, of course hes gonna go all out with the gifts hes super macho man

If he doesnt have a valentine he'll just check his mail since his fans are THIRSTYY, he'll also put a mirror in front of himself and have dinner with his own reflection and flirt with himself

If he feels lonelier than usual he'll just post a thirst trap lol

Thinks flowers are boring as a valentines day gift but will cherish any flowers he gets

♡ Mr Sandman ♡

if he has a valentine he'll be extremely happy but suprised like.. What do you mean youre going after the champion for a date... But he'll be really happy and a bit nervous, he'll take them out to a aquarium and watch the fish

If he doesnt have a valentine he wont care much, he doesnt care much for valentines day but finds the valentines themed stuff cute

He has no idea what kind of flowers to get for his valentine so he usually goes for his own favorite, oleander, he'll also get them a huge ass teddy bear

He'll write a cute little letter after the date to thank his valentine for being with him on a special day

#ITS VALENTINES DAY IM GOING TO HAVE A ROMANTIC DINNER WITH MYSELF YOU CANT STOP ME #punch out #headcanon #punch out headcanons #punch out wii #aran ryan #bald bull #don flamenco #glass joe #piston hondo #great tiger #the Macho mirror one is something i do for myself idk what that means about my mental health

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Asking Someone to be Your Valentine❤️

(Scream 1996) Everyone is 18+ in this

Tatum 🧸

- One of thee most important days to her. 1. Because she is definitely going to compare what other girls got for Valentines Day and make sure she can brag that she got something even better. 2. Because she likes heart shaped things + red and pink. 3. Because she genuinely loves an excuse to be romantic with gifts (And receiving them too)

- Is dropping hints like crazy at you and will definitely start to get an attitude if she thinks you're forgetting

- Classic gifts over anything BUT would also be okay with a more unique gift as well. A cute teddy bear, chocolate, a dozen roses, a piece of jewelry are all potential things she's lowkey expecting

- Is excitedly grinning and giving you a sassy "Took long enough" once you finally ask her to be her valentine this year. The more extravagant and romantic; the better. Like, ask her in the halls with her locker decorated and make sure everyone sees the amount of love you have for her type of energy. (She gives me Leo or Libra Venus )

- If you didn't get her a gift she will be a little bummed out. I'm sorry but bbygirl has gifts as her love language.

- If you did something really cute and a little cheesy it will make up for the lack of gifts but she'll act like it's gross even though she's still smiling and kissing you afterwards

- Depending on your relationship she most likely got you something too. It's something super intimate and probably expensive that you cannot top like an endearing and pricey necklace with both your initials. She doesn't want you to compete she's just naturally going to buy her Valentine the one thing she knows they'll swoon over.

- She fully expects, no matter what you gave her, to be taken out on a date...It's VALENTINES DAY, hello??? Wine. And. Dine. Her.

Sidney 💌

- Doesn't particularly like or hate the holiday but she thinks it's overrated and cheesy

- Is the type to spend it with friends and family just as much as her partner but is secretly waiting for her crush or partner to make the first move

- Doesn't expect much or anything at all to be honest

- She's gers more reserved and moody if it's Valentines Day or close to it and you still haven't asked her (She isn't dropping hints like Tatum either you ask or you don't but she's definitely gonna bottle it up and be upset with you if you don't)

- Is surprised when you do ask her even if you're in a relationship already. Gets the sweetest most relieved smile on her face when you do finally ask her to be your Valentine.

- If you get her the generic gift she'll just smile and thank you for it but a unique gift is what she's truly reacting to.

- She's going to really appreciate a unique gift like a music box or something sentimental with your picture on it that she can always know came from the heart

- Even if you just gave her a heartfelt poem or letter describing what she means to you; she's touched by it

- She's fine with ordering take out and just spending the day together and watching romcoms on the couch

Randy 🍫

- Acts like it's the most stupid, gross day of the year. Complains about everyone buying up every romance movie in the store and how sick he is of the decor of heart streamers everywhere and how many guys are trying to ask him the perfect movie to get her in the mood and how the horror section is untouched *goes on an hour long rant of Bela Lugosi saying it best about horror and romancing women* and swears it's a nothing but a conspiracy for capitalist companies to profit

- Not even 5 minutes after complaining is asking whoever he's talking to "So anyways, what do you think I should get YN?"

-Nervous af to ask you and got you the most basic cheesy traditional valentine's day gift simply because he's afraid he'll scare you off getting something too niche unless you're dating

- Isn't expecting anything from you because he's honestly scared you won't say yes to begin with (Unless you're already in a relationship but he still doesn't expect anything. He's just grateful you're with him.)

- If you're not dating; He's stunned if you got him a gift and asked him because...WHAT- You are asking him?...For real? Not as a joke? Seriously, you're asking him?-

- If you're dating he's still smiling and flabbergasted you got him something. Would appreciate any gift and probably never got a romantic gift in his life from anyone. So it doesn't matter if it's candy or a stuffed animal (If you don't get that boy a horror themed stuffie istg or a t shirt with horror movies on it or something) Something as simple as a card with a single rose will have him smitten with you even more than he already is

- Probably won't watch a horror movie on Valentines Day with you even if he secretly wants to. He'll take you to a small diner or small casual restaurant and then go see the latest movie you want to see at the local theater

- HOWEVER if you insist on seeing My Bloody Valentine with him at home and order pizza he'll be in love with you

Billy 🌹

- Hates the holiday. Tries to ignore it as much as he can before he realizes it's impossible with his feelings towards you.

- If he has a crush on you he's actually fucking awful at flirting. He's comparing you to a horror movie character as a compliment "I was watching the exorcist and it got me thinking of you" headass. So I can guarantee you you won't know if he likes you or not while Stu is dogging him for being awful at sending hints. He's relied on his pretty privilege his whole life; he has no idea what he's doing otherwise

- If you're already dating its easier to know he cares but also not because he naturally assumes you already know you're his so why make a big deal about Valentines Day? He'd be the type to panick because at the last minute Stu is like "What the fuck is wrong with you, man??? Go get them a stuffed animal or something before it's too late!" so he gets you the most cheesy traditional gift like a stuffie dog that says 'I ruff you'....It's okay, you can laugh together. He knows it sucks.

- He does seem the type though that if you REALLY spelled it out for him that you wanted to celebrate Valentines Day he'd make the most sentimental gift. Like made you something with your pictures together or a locket with a picture of you both or something very intimate like that.

- Doesn't expect a gift but is stunned when you get him one. Definitely acts nonchalant but secretly keeps it forever as a keepsake to remind him of you.

- If it's a crush and you're not dating he's asking you to talk in private and then asking you. He'd probably have his hands in his pocket the entire time asking in that monotoned voice he gets because he's nervous and trying to play it off like he's nonchalant about it. He might even have a single rose or note he's going to just drop in your lap and walk away while everyone around you is oohing and awing at that. It's not ACTUALLY because he's cool like everyone thinks it's because he's awkward af and would rather play it aloof than to embarrass himself trying to flirt and ask you around ppl

- If he asks you to be his Valentine in a relationship or as a crush; it's for you to hear and only you. He's not showy or into broadcasting his feelings for you in public simply because he feels that's something only people that have to prove something to everyone will do and he has nothing to prove. And he's embarrassed by it but won't admit it

- As for celebrating the actual day he probably wanted to watch horror like Randy but decided he could just watch it at home later. Instead he would definitely take you someplace private to star gaze or he actually took you to some private area he made to hang out and it's probably decorated with candlelight and everything too. He IS romantic he just isn't very charming about it if that makes sense

- He seems like the type to secretly expect you to put out with the effort he gave and would try it but if you didn't want to he wouldn't push. He'd act like it's cool even if he is lowkey moody about it afterwards. He'll get over it but he's still got toxic tendencies.

- If you know he's GF he definitely asked if he could kill someone you don't like as a gift. If you don't know, he is calling you with the GF voice changer and flirting with you hardcore over the phone. It's like an alter ego that boosts his confidence for sure. If you're already dating its totally him testing you to see if you tell him you have a boyfriend. But regardless he's still flirting and you might even realize it's him afterwards not relating that voice changer to GF kills YET.

Stu 🫀

- He likes the holiday because he can get laid and if he has a crush on someone he is going to like it even more!

- He's 'the man' in any relationship so he truly does not expect you to do anything for the holiday except reward him

- He's a giant kid underneath it all so he will be the type to act like he doesn't know when Valentines Day is or to purposely act like he'll ask someone else to get a rise out of you bc being like 'surprise! What? You thought I was forreal?" is just too exciting to pass up for him even if it's toxic af

- If you get him a gift he's flattered. However, you also don't realize what you just did. He is just going to go above and beyond to 'thank you' by getting you the most elaborate gift.

- Gets you the BIGGEST stuffed animal you've ever seen or the MOST roses in a bouquet you've laid eyes on or whatever else is a traditional gift but big and huge and loud just to outshine anything else anyone could get you in the past or future.

- Don't expect too unique or sentimental of a gift it's not that he doesn't care as much as he thinks you wouldn't want something like that so he doesn't even consider it. He thinks everybody wants as shallow and crude of gifts as he does. Bigger, shinier, more brag worthy; the better.

- If you know he's GF....Oh boy, he definitely considered a bloody heart of someone you hate in a candy box...Please give hints you would NOT like that or it might happen

- If you don't know he's GF his is showing up at your house, someones blood to write a Valentines message for you on something, scaring the shit out of you with the outfit and knife even if he's not hurting you and then showing up suspiciously quick to comfort you and tell you he's there to protect you. I wouldn't put it past him to taste the blood and lie and say 'See? It's corn syrup. Some guy with a crush is fucking with you' bc you would never expect him of lying or being so sadistic...You poor naive dumby.

- Is all over you all day long he's handsy anyways but Valentines Day has him even more in the mood for touching you

- In a relationship he expects lingerie and even bought you some. Sadly expect him to throw a baby fit if you don't model it for him that very night and demonstrate how easily it comes off too.

- Takes you out, dines you at a decently nice restaurant and then took a walk with you before taking you home. The boy is suave in a boy next door kind of way

Bonus:

Dewey

- He thinks the holiday is special and puts a lot of emphasis on it. The man is so sweet. He can be a bit confused but in an endearing way <3 So if he has a crush on you or in a relationship; he definitely doesn't forget Valentines Day but he does overcomplicate it.

- With a crush on you, he's surprisingly forward and honest with flirting with you. It's nothing that's crude but it is smooth enough to make you feel bashful at how honestly he admires you. "Gosh, you're beautiful/handsome." Would come out of his mouth in the most awestruck way that makes you whole heartedly beileve anything he says

- In a relationship he does shower you in compliments but sometimes he gets so stuck in his own head or his job that it consumes him. You might even be sad that he'll forget Valentines Day bc it seems like he's ignoring you

- When in actuality, he's so in his head thinking bc he's going above and beyond to make the upcoming day perfect

- As a crush he just asks you with a shy smile and probably has a bouquet he got you of a bunch of different flowers, not just roses bc he 'wants to know your favorite'

- In a relationship, especially your first Valentines, he goes all out...The man is stressing himself out entirely too much. Be prepared for a burnt dinner he made, rose petals to the bedroom with candles but hot wax got all over the floor that he now has to clean up, the wine bottle fell on the floor and shattered everywhere, and this poor thing is clutching his head wanting to almost cry at how much he 'screwed up' a special day he tried so hard to make memorable. if you don't love him and tell him it's okay istg I'll find you

- You both spend it cleaning everything up and going out to eat somewhere or getting take out

Gale

- Doesn't necessarily love the holiday. In fact, she finds it annoying. However, she also uses it as an excuse to spoil you so she tolerates it.

- This woman does not play around with anything. If she has a crush on you she is making it known. If you're in a relationship, she already has the day planned out but expects effort from you too. She ain't no simp she takes as much as she gives.

- As a crush, she bought a very luxurious suit or dress for you and surprises you with it. When you ask why; she tells you she's taking you to the ritzious place outside of town.

- If you're already in a relationship I wouldn't put it past her to book a trip for the entire Valentines Weekend like you're on a honeymoon or something

- The only way she wouldn't spoil you with her wealth as a famous journalist is if you refused it (Like Dewey did I'm sure) and then she actually has no idea what to do... She's AWFUL with emotions. Buying ppl things is the easiest way for her to say 'I love you' so what the hell is she supposed to do if you don't accept lavish gifts????

- She'd be determined to woo you though. It's Gale Weathers; no challenge is too much. Even if it drives her crazy in the meantime.

- She buys lingerie for herself regularly so it's nothing for her to be laying in bed with a new set on her body. Expect a new piece and her body sprawled out on your bed later ~

- She stressed herself out making a private venue with lights, music, wine glasses on a patio. It works but just know she cursed out every light trying to string them up.

- If you tell her then she would try to be more intouch with her softer side for you even if it's not easy.

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