#Valentine Warde

[coreyalite]

Holy Communion 🍷

[mistress-light]

Cold, my ass! He's dead.

[lrrrkan]

aroace gary is real

tiffany PLEEEAAAAAASE give me a chance i’ll do anything for you

[oiulse]

i live for yeong and baxter.. live laugh love them fr

and you know what just for this anon? i completely forgot to post my aggie doodles of yeongxter so HERE THEY ARE!

and also this bc kuni told me to free his boobiez

[ghostoffuturespast]

Electric Hearts

[bubba-draws]

Enjoy Valentine's day reading bible verses with the homies (Got this idea from tiktok lmao)

[gorpflunch]

Chibi drawings from February of this year!

[demiel-kheiv]

i CANNOT BELIEVE it hasnt been done

[tricksters-kiss]

[differenteagletragedy]

Can we pretend it's still Valentine's Day?

Because then you have Baxter, who spent so much of his life trying to convince himself that Valentine's Day is completely and utterly charming. The romance, the pinks and reds, the hearts, the cupids -- it's all so cute and the kind of thing that, in his heart of hearts, he loves, but he's not a sentimental guy, remember? He doesn't like showing that part of himself. Until he does!

He didn't have friends for so long growing up, and he never had any that went to school with him, so baby Baxter would have no one to exchange valentines with, and if he did then it would be some forced thing by a teacher. He'd watch other kids shyly give each other sweet little cards with nice little messages on them and know, even as a kid, that he'd never get to be part of something like that.

There might be a Valentine's Day dance event he could attend, and maybe he and the Boys Club jokingly give each other Batman cards or something, but the tender little sweetheart that he is, he can't help but think that it would be just so nice to get something a little more.

When he gets older, it might be easy to imagine him being bitter about the holiday, but I don't see that happening -- he's fine planning weddings for a living, I don't think he'd get catty about one day a year dedicated to love. And with how many people choose to get married on Valentine's Day, he doesn't really have an option to openly dislike it.

Instead, he does what he always does and locks away the part of himself that would love nothing more than to get a single cheesy red rose on that day. Grocery store full of flowers and boxes of candy? No it's not, he doesn't notice anything different. There are some decorations at the office of a red and pink variety? How nice, he will pay it absolutely no mind whatsoever. Heart-shaped cookies at Xake's when he stops by in February for planning purposes? Very cute, not at all representative of anything special.

BUT THEN you come back in his life. A little bit of magic, just for him, a beautiful twist of fate that swung your paths together once again. And it's hard at first, of course it is, because he doesn't do relationships but at the same time, he's so in love with you it hurts.

Months go by, summer turns into fall turns into winter, and suddenly it's February again. He'd never put any expectations on you -- even at this point, he's still a little nervous you're going to realize how broken he is and leave, and he wouldn't blame you for it -- but still, things feel a little different this year. Instead of compartmentalizing everything about this sweet little day of love, he find himself feeling a tinge of hope.

Shower him with love on Valentine's Day, please. Send him flowers at the office so everyone knows (like he would ever shut up about you in the first place) that his heart is taken. Make reservations at a nice restaurant. Wear something fancy because you know he will. For the love of god, take that man dancing. Dance with him after breakfast in the kitchen, dance with him after you do your shared skin routine before bed.

Please just never stop dancing with him.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Tremors (1990) dir. Ron Underwood

[mistress-light]

Tremors (1990) • Dir. Ron Underwood

[sugar-omi]

i saw *this tweet, and i had to write it.... happy valentines dayyyy🫶🫶💞💗🙈🙈

tags : NSFW, gn reader, multiple choice words/dialogue, rockstar!baxter but not mentioned so he could just be a pain in your ass, so ooc, he's a Bit toxic <333, situationship/FWB, bottom reader, (mean) dom baxter, creampie, mention of his neighbor having a crush on you, you're loud. the whole block hears you. he's getting kicked out tmrw--

synopsis : valentines day with rockstar!baxter.. as always, he butters you up and then fucks you like a dog. then showers you with gifts again in the morning <3

when he messages you a crude text about keeping the 14th open, not asking- telling you. you wanna hit him

but as he does sometimes, he ends up surprising you

when you go to his dinky studio apartment, you see he's set it up all nice for the occasion

baxter's in a three piece suit, there's rose petals everywhere (you ignore the heart he drew out of them on the bed...), candles, and he even decorated the table for dinner! he also pulls out the extra nice wine and cooks in front of you, not letting lift a single finger!

"you're my date, all you gotta do, is sit there 'n look pretty for me.."

it's a very nice start to your date, makes you forget that he's not always a gentleman, and that 97% of the time, he's giving you a headache

but somehow, you go from laughing and flirtatious looks, to cuddling on the couch...

to getting your guts rearranged on his queen bed.

he's gentlemanliness doesn't last long, because unless you grab him by the neck and take it off yourself, he ends up ripping your outfit

even if he promises to fix it or buy you two outfits, he's still a bully

mmm probably decides he wants to start the night off with you on top of him, makes you bounce on his lap and do all the work by yourself...

even if you're whining, needing his help to move your hips, he still won't give in! which is really cruel since he'd eat / rim you out within an inch of your life, helping you move is the least he could do!

don't worry though, because after you've reduced yourself to weak, shaky knees and watery eyes, your sex absolutely drooling slick / pre down your thighs / length,

he carries you to the bed and throws your legs over his shoulders, fucking you so shallow, and so deep... you can't even think because his pretty cock is grinding against your g-spot, and he's rubbing your sensitive clit / tip, smearing your arousal all over your sex

he coos at how pretty you look too, tells you how gorgeous you are split on his cock and that you look even better with your valentines day clothes all bunched up, your makeup ruined...

is he picking on you a bit? maybe.

but he does pick one of the rose petals out your hair, isn't he so nice? <3

he's still a bully though. as always.

because by the end of the night, he has you ass up and your face buried in the pillows to muffle your moans, and you're all but sob into the pillow, clutching onto the sheets trying not to hit your head against the wall

"quiet down, before my neighbors complain about the noise again"

as if he isn't the one always rearranging your guts at 3 in the morning, or sending you some obscene video of him alone in his room, showing you just how much he misses you.

pulls you against his chest and starts nibbling on your already bruised neck, purring in your ear, still jackhammering into your tight heat.

starts talking about how that neighbor is probably listening to you get fucked, how he probably hears the bed hitting the wall and your whorish moaning, and that he's probably gonna cum in his pants just hearing you cuss, stutter, and call out his name

don't bother muffling your moans, because he pries your mouth open, shoves his fingers in and fucks you harder

"don't muffle your sounds, baby. let him hear you. let the whole fucking complex hear you."

kisses your tears off your cheek, tells you you're so good, so cute

reaches between your legs, wraps his arm around your waist to stop you from squirming, leans over you until your face is buried in the pillows again and now you have no choice but to take his dick and let him stroke your clit / cock, your sex making a big mess on his cock / in his hand.

the room is filled with sounds of shlick-shlick-shlick from your wet sex and baxter's quick, rough fucking, your loud moans and whines, and baxter's headboard about to knock the wall down.

one more deep thrust is what pushes you both over the edge, your sex squirting your spend over the bed, soaking the silky sheets, and baxter finishes inside, groaning lowly into your ear...

by the end of the night you're sweaty, there's rose petals stuck to your skin, any makeup you have on is smudged and/or rubbed off onto baxter's pillowcase (at least they're black?...)

plus you're covered in bites n hickeys, cum running down your thighs..

at least he runs you a bath and massages your aching muscles, and he even buys you pancakes in the morning! and draws a heart on the stack with syrup <33

(just ignore the plan b and the teddy bear with a note reading "sorry for fucking your brains out ♥️")

also don't be too embarrassed when you do the walk of shame out his house, just... try not to make eye contact with that aforementioned neighbor who is blushing bright red when he sees you, or the scandalized grandma... at least he's driving you home so you don't have to walk back in his clothes, looking like you just got the best dicking of your life

[mrsumiomondo]

Happy Valentine’s Day (to the yearning and letting it linger crowd…)

[lrrrkan]

I MEANT TO POST THESE YESTERDAY IM DOING BACKFLIPS RIGHT NOW

[victoriadallonfan]

Kenzie wishes you all a happy Valentine’s Day!

All of you.

Especially You.

Stop looking around. Stop laughing.

Say happy Valentine’s Day back.

You don’t want to upset Kenzie do you?

Say it. Say it back. SAY IT-