#giving you a bouquet of your favorite flowers 💐

[stripesysheaven]

mwah <3 you have been blessed by my kissy

oh 😳🥺 thank you <333

[solaireverie]

sv5 | that lavender haze

summary: [ florist!sebastian vettel x f!driver!reader — social media au ] your florist husband spoils you with his creations

faceclaim: phoebe tonkin

author’s note: seb the love of my life <3

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yourusername catching the waves 🏄🏻‍♀️

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sebastianvettel Ich liebe dich 🥰

↪ yourusername can't wait to be home with you again 💗

ausgp can we keep you down under please? 🦘

↪ f1mia back off 🦅🇺🇸

user mother AND mommy omg

mickschumacher can you teach me how to surf instead 🙏 lewishamilton doesn't understand that not everyone is naturally talented at everything

↪ lewishamilton i don't know what to tell you, mate 😂 keep calm and keep your balance, it's all chill

↪ mickschumacher easy for you to say 🙄 you're not the one drinking seawater every five minutes

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sebastianvettel Welcome home yourusername ❤️ the flowers missed you and so did I 😉

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user i love how y/n's husband's instagram is basically just a fanpage for her 😂

↪ user nah you can't forget the flowers ‼️

↪ user seb loves two things in life and they're his flowers and his wife 😌

user i don't even go here but i'm all for the golden retriever and black cat vibes 🤭

mickschumacher seb i have a bee problem in my backyard...

↪ charles_leclerc you know you could just text him right 🙃

↪ mickschumacher he checks his phone once every three months if your name isn't y/n l/n-vettel 💀

↪ sebastianvettel and I'm not ashamed of it 😄 but what can I help you with?

↪ mickschumacher a colony of bees moved into my garden 😅 i don't mind them but is there anything i should watch out for?

↪ sebastianvettel As long as they're not being overly aggressive you shouldn't have any problems 👍 keep me updated though

↪ mickschumacher thanks seb you're a lifesaver 😊

yourusername thanks for the flowers schatz 😘

↪ user ugh they're so Parents 😭

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↪ user charles liked your comment 😂 i guess even the drivers agree

↪ landonorris you didn't hear it from me but seb and y/n are the unofficial official grid parents

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mercedesamgf1 We have a special guest this weekend at the #JapaneseGP 🐝 sebastianvettel is here at Suzuka to promote biodiversity and build some bee hotels with the drivers 💪

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charles_leclerc Appreciated the art tips 😉

user this man 😭 "what do you think about this weekend's race?" "well obviously my wife is going to win everything"

↪ user as he should honestly

↪ user when you're in a "being a wife guy" competition and your opponent is sebastian vettel 💀

kevinmagnussen Thanks a lot Seb 😂 the kids want beehives now!

↪ sebastianvettel Glad to know that someone was listening when I was giving my talk about the role that bees play in our ecosystem 😔

↪ landonorris in my defence someone brought cookies and i was hungry...

↪ sebastianvettel you are 24 years old, Lando

↪ user why can i feel seb's disappointment through an instagram comment 😭

yourusername sometimes i wonder if he'd leave me for his bees 😂

↪ lewishamilton don't worry, you can crash on my couch if he does. roscoe needs a permanent babysitter

↪ yourusername two decades of friendship and that's all you see me as?

↪ lewishamilton let me by during the grand prix and i'll think about it

↪ yourusername mercedesamgf1 i'm telling toto

↪ sebastianvettel I would never leave you for bees, liebling. Clean energy, on the other hand...

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yourusername Happy anniversary, my love 💐 12 years and counting

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user the bouquet emoji because he's a florist omg 🥹

user my favorite thing ever is how 5-time wdc y/n l/n-vettel's husband is Just Some Guy who's completely smitten with his wife and makes her all the bouquets she could ever want 😭

↪ user they're like cottagecore addams 😩 i adore them so much

↪ user COTTAGECORE ADDAMS HELP 🤣🤣🤣

susie_wolff Congratulations and our best wishes!

↪ yourusername thank you ❤️😊 the same to you and toto!

sebastianvettel I'm the luckiest man in the world to be able to call you my wife and partner 💗 You're P1 forever, especially in my heart

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[faeryarchives]

its you, it always has been you

summary: it was right then and there that he knew, he had fallen in love recent works: don't lose me, not yet & stay with me (leona kingscholar x gn!reader) & heartslabyul with a furina-like female reader!

* ˚ ✦ you're always on my mind, even out of sight: he always wonder when did it actually start? sometimes in the middle of the day, his thoughts would randomly travel back to you - are you taking care of yourself? oh look, he found a patch of (favorite flowers) in the hidden area of the botanical garden + wondering if you would like it if he give you a bouquet 💐 everything reminds you of him and he is getting frustrated why does everything goes back to you until he saw you from the distance admiring the sunset with grim and that is when he knew "no wonder you're always on my mind, even when you're out of sight' (girl i was wondering why it sounds familiar it's doppio's debut line) 🤍

— riddle rosehearts, cater diamond, LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, azul ashengrotto, vil schoenheit

* ˚ ✦ the world looks so dull without you: at first, it was not really noticeable but when you start to get busier day by day, his world gradually lost it's color (not literally) he didn't know why but there was something very important missing and yet he try to distract himself + thinking everything will go back to normal → he was so wrong and everything felt wrong 🤬 he tried going back to the root of all this and he noticed that everything happened when you spend less and less time with him so he tried the theory out and went out to see you and voila !! it was like he was feeling everything at once and the realization sink in + not spending another minute to waste and went on to spend time with you with his heart so full and beating rapidly against his chest from joy 🤩

— ACE TRAPPOLA, ruggie bucchi, floyd leech, kalim al asim, rook hunt, idia shroud, silver

* ˚ ✦ i can't imagine you with someone else: he doesn't like the feeling he gets when you get close with others and he hated himself for that 😿 it's an ugly feeling to have and he treats you as a friend + he has no reason to feel selfish right? they tried hiding it to themselves yet to no one's surprised - the more they bury the thought the more it grew and they finally come to terms with it when he realized it's not that he doesn't want you to have other friends, but he can't imagine you being in a relationship with someone else. he know that he is not the perfect person you want to have but won't you give him just one chance? 🥺

— deuce spade, trey clover, jack howl, jade leech, epel felmier, SEBEK ZIGVOLT

* ˚ ✦ all of the above in order: this man will go stages of grief for aloooong time i tell you 😭 their first stage is thinking about you all the time along with denial → they may be too smart for their own good but really dumb when it comes to acknowledging their own feelings 🧍🏻‍♀️second stage ofc they would realize the empty space you left behind temporarily and how their world seems to be incomplete + like the colors just vanished in thin air and they would start to recognize the fact that maybe it's okay to have feelings for you? nothing is stoping them from admiring you right? 🧐 but no is still no! maybe you are just close friends and he misses your company that's all! 👩🏻‍⚖️ third one is the same → they believe some people do not deserve your attention at all and made them very sad at one point because they can't stand the image of you with someone else 😔 last stage is acceptance and it just came on a random day of you two hanging out - hearing your usual stories and laughter light a bulb inside of his head and he finally accepted the fact that he had already fallen in love with you. 🫵

— JAMIL VIPER malleus draconia, lilia vanrouge

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Yellow Hyacinths |Hyunjin

Jealous!Hyunjin x Gn!Reader

Anon Request

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Spring had always been your favorite season. Something about the newborn feel, as if the earth was getting a slight restart. The air was fresh, and the colors popped and overall, you felt rejuvenated. The city streets were painted with vibrant colors as flowers bloomed and dropped their petals, the wind blowing them everywhere, and the air carrying a sweet fragrance that promised new beginnings.

This particular day, you found yourself at the local park, enjoying the fresh air and the company of your longtime friend, Changbin.

He had been your rock for years, after you had met him through his sister and clicked. He always there to support you through thick and thin. And today, he noticed the fatigue in your eyes and the heaviness in your voice when he had video called. There wasn't a particular reason to it, but sometimes you didn't need to have a particular reason to be down.

"Hey, Y/N, I've got something that might cheer you up," Changbin said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He handed you a bouquet of vibrant tulips, that he had bought on the way to the park.

"Changbin, you didn't have to," you said, touched by the gesture. "They're beautiful. Thank you." You sniffed the tulips and smiled.

"It's nothing," he replied with a shrug. "Just wanted to see you smile. And my sister said you always liked tulips."

"Well, I like all flowers but I do have a certain fondness for tulips."

Later that evening, you went to the dorm to visit your boyfriend. Hyunjin was in the living room, staring out the window with a pensive look on his face. His sketchbook in his lap. When he heard you come in, he turned, his eyes immediately landing on the bouquet of tulips in your hand.

"Hey," you greeted him, walking over to give him a kiss on his birthmark. "How was your day?"

"It was okay," Hyunjin replied, his gaze lingering on the flowers. "Where did you get those?"

"Changbin got them for me," you explained, placing the bouquet on the table. "He thought they might cheer me up." You adjusted some of the flowers and smiled. "He was right. I love flowers."

Hyunjin's expression hardened slightly. "Oh, I see."

You could sense the tension in his voice and sighed inwardly. You turned to him, knowing how he sometimes got jealous. "Hyunjin, it's just a friendly gesture. There's nothing more to it."

"I know," he said, though his voice betrayed his unease. "It's just… why does he have to buy you flowers? Why does he have to be the one to cheer you up?"

"Well, I guess because he was the only one who saw me upset." You shrugged. "I didn't even really realize it."

Hyunjin swallowed and shifted on the couch.

This time you sighed outwardly. A few days ago you had gotten into it with Hyunjin after a guy at the mall had flirted with you while Hyunjin was using the restroom. It had gotten pretty intense and had been awkward even up to today with the artist.

You didn't want it to come to that again.

"Hyunjin, he's just a friend. You don't need to worry about him. Please, you know it isn't like that. Changbin has been my friend for almost a decade. And we'll stay friends."

Hyunjin sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Fine- okay. It just makes me feel insecure sometimes."

The following days were filled with even more tension. You tried to reassure Hyunjin, but his insecurities were getting the best of him. Straining your relationship slightly.

One afternoon, you and Changbin were in the kitchen of his and Hyunjin's shared dorm, laughing over an old inside joke as you cooked up a meal. Hyunjin walked in from an errand he was running, his mood immediately darkening when he saw you two together.

"Hey, Hyunjin," you greeted him with a smile. "Want to join us? We were finishing up dinner. I made your favor-"

Hyunjin's eyes flicked to Changbin, then back to you. "Actually, I need to talk to Changbin. Alone." His jaw was relaxed, but you could tell he was upset.

You felt the air grow thick with a negative energy. "Okay, I'll give you two some space." You left the kitchen reluctantly, your heart heavy with worry. And you lingered around just in case you needed to come back in.

As soon as you were out of earshot, Hyunjin put his aim on Changbin. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He spat.

Changbin raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" He said, extremely confused.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Hyunjin snapped. "The flowers, the constant hanging around. Are you trying to steal Y/N from me?" Hyunjin ran a hand through his hair.

Changbin looked taken aback. "Hyunjin, calm down. Y/N is my friend. I'm not trying to steal them from you."

Hyunjin's eyes flashed with anger. "You think I'm stupid? I see the way you look at them. You think just because we've been arguing a little bit, you can swoop in and take my place? Just because you've known them longer than me doesn't mean you have some claim on my partner!"

"Hyunjin, you're being ridiculous," Changbin said, his voice rising. "I'm not trying to take Y/N from you. I care about them, yes, but as a friend. Nothing more."

"Just a friend?" Hyunjin scoffed. "Then why the flowers? Why the constant attention?"

"Because I've known them 9 years, Hyunjin! About as long as I've been with you and the guys Y/N has also been a constant for me! You didn't seem to have a problem with that until now!"

"Because you're giving my significant other even more attention than usual!"

"Because they needed someone to cheer them up!" Changbin shouted back, his patience wearing thin. "And where were you? Brooding and feeling sorry for yourself instead of being there for them. Get a fucking hold Hyunjin!"

Hyunjin took a step closer, his fists clenched at his sides. "You don't get to tell me how to be there for Y/N."

"And you don't get to accuse me of something I'm not doing," Changbin retorted, standing his ground. "If you have a problem, it's with your own insecurities, not me. So, you need to fix that and stop policing Y/N. They're my friend just as much as they are your partner."

Hyunjin's face twisted in anger, but he knew Changbin was right. His jealousy was clouding his judgment, making him see threats where there were none.

Not that Changbin couldn't steal someone's partner. He was very charismatic, and kind and handsome but he wasn't that type of person.

You weren't that type of person.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "I just… I can't stand the thought of losing them. And I'm more than sure you'd treat them right. Even better than me..." Hyunjin laughed slightly, hoping a joke would ease the harsh mood he regretted creating.

Changbin's expression softened. Well, I am pretty handsome and cool like that..." He said in pretend thoughtfullness. He turned back to his younger friend. "But, Hyunjin, you're not going to lose Y/N. They love you. I hear about it everytime we hang out. Hell, I hear about it from my sister every single time I see her; thats how much Y/N cherishes you. I think I get at least a thank you a wekk for introducing you two from them. But Jin, you need to trust them. Trust us. We wouldn't do that to you and you know that." Changbin's voice was completely calm, showing Hyunjin that he was never angry at the boy for feeling those feelings.

Hyunjin looked down, feeling a mix of shame and relief. "I'm sorry."

Changbin placed a hand on his shoulder. "I understand your concerns, and I validate your feelings, but can you trust your Changbin-Hyung? Do you think I would ever steal Y/N from you?"

Hyunjin shook his head and giggled as Changbin wrapped his arms around the tall boy.

"Matter of fact, Y/N has to be careful because I'm gonna steal you instead, jagiyaaaaa." He said trying to kiss Hyunjin's face, but he wiggled out of Changbin's grasp and laughed as the older one chased him around the kitchen.

"Jagi where are you going? Come back~"

That evening, Hyunjin decided to make an effort to show you how much you meant to him. Even though he knew you knew.

So he figured it would be more like an apology.

He visited a flower shop and carefully selected a bouquet of yellow flowers. He thought they were pretty, just like you.

As he walked back to the dorm, he rehearsed what he wanted to say to you, hoping it would ease his worries and take away the strain he had brought on the past couple of days.

When he arrived home, he found you sitting on the couch, the bouquet of tulips still on the table as you scribbled in Hyunjin's sketchbook with a soft smile. You had doodled a somewhat stick-figure-esque drawing of you and him with a bunch of hearts and happy things. You had a tendency to leave him a bunch of little doodles, and he kept every single one of them.

He approached you with the bouquet hidden behind his back.

"Baby," he called softly, gaining your attention.

You turned and smiled at him. "Hi," you cocked your head. "Is everything okay?" You asked of his nervous expression.

Hyunjin revealed the bouquet, and your eyes lit up with joy. "These are for you," he said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. "I wanted to apologize...and remind you how much I love you."

Your heart swelled with affection as you took the flowers from him. "Thank you, Hyunjin. They're beautiful."

Hyunjin sat down beside you, taking your hand in his. "I'm sorry for how I've been acting. I was letting my jealousy get the best of me, and I took it out on Changbin. I know he's just a friend, and I trust you. I just… I love you so much, and the thought of losing you scares me." He said quietly.

You laughed.

Hyunjin looked up at you, with wide and sad eyes when he saw you were laughing the point of near tears.

"Baby, I-I am not.- I swear I'm not laughing at you-" You wiped a couple of tears from your eyes. "I just think, this is ironic." You said, your laughter dying down.

Hyunjin watched your eyes as they looked at the flowers with the love and adoration.

"Do you know what these flowers are?"

"No..."

"Yellow Hyacinths." Your lips stretched. "They're most often associated with jealousy." Hyunjin closed his eyes as you tucked on behind his ear, your thumb brushing against the birthmark under his eye.

"I guess that suits me then?"

You squeezed his hand, your heart aching for him. "Hyunjin, you don't have to worry about anything. I love you, and only you. The most."

Hyunjin leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "I don't hink you understand how much I love you, because if you did you would know that your statement is false."

"Hmm." You said as you snuggled into arms, both of you sighing in happiness. "I think you're the mistaken one Jinnie."

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[killxz]

Late Night Bouquet 💐

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

in which you find your lover at your fire escape, holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers.

a/n: if you enjoyed, consider dropping a like or comment! it really makes my day <3

The familiar sound of your fire escape creaking caused you to look up from your work. Your eyes shifted to the clock on your nightstand, the bright red numbers flashing. 04:19, it read. You were relieved. Jason usually came back from patrols a little earlier than tonight. You pushed yourself away from your table, standing up and cricking your neck as you walked to your bedroom where the fire escape was outside your window.

You reached the bedroom and there, on the other side of the glass, was a sight that made your heart skip a beat. In the soft glow of the streetlight, you could see Jason in his Red Hood outfit. The unlocked window swings open as Jason clambered in.

"Hey," he greeted tiredly, his modulated voice sounded like honey to you.

He pressed the release on his helmet and it hissed, allowing Jason to remove it. Jason, his expression a mix of weariness from his late-night patrol, sweeped you in for a kiss.

When you pulled away, you asked. "Why did you come back late tonight? Did something happen?"

His eyes, tired yet filled with adoration, met yours as he presented a bouquet he pulled seemingly out of nowhere to you. The flowers were a vibrant mix of colors, each bloom carefully chosen to match your favourites. You stood there, shell-shocked for a moment, before gently the bouquet from his gloves hands. "Thank you, these are beautiful." You say earnestly, burying your nose into the bouquet to smell the sweet, intoxicating scent.

You set the flowers on the table, making a mental note to put them in a vase later. "Do you need help with your costume? The faster you remove it, the faster you can get some sleep."

Jason gave a tired nod. You got to work immediately, loosening the straps of his leg holsters and slipping them out. You took his brown leather jacket and set it aside. You gently shoved Jason towards your bathroom, and he stumbled in, closing the door. Soon, you could hear the familiar sound of the shower running. You picked up the flowers and walked to your kitchen.

You found a relatively tall glass and filled it with water before putting the flowers in. You placed the 'vase' on the kitchen counter. You hear the door of the bathroom slide open and the sound of Jason's footsteps puttering from your bedroom. You were washing your hands when you felt strong arms encircle your waist and a body considerably larger than yours press against you from behind. Jason nuzzles into your neck, pressing a chaste kiss under your jaw.

Jason's warm embrace sent a shiver of delight through you, the contrast between his tough exterior and this tender moment never ceasing to amaze you. His lips pressed against the nape of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. "You always know how to make a guy feel welcome," he murmured.

You leaned back into his embrace, enjoying the closeness, the feeling of safety he provided. "Well, it's not every day my vigilante boyfriend shows up at my window with a bouquet of my favorite flowers at four in the morning," you teased, turning around to face him.

Jason chuckled, the weariness in his eyes giving way to a genuine smile. "I just wanted to see you smile." he admitted, his fingers gently tracing your cheek.

Leaning into his warm embrace, you turned your head towards him to give him a kiss. Jason's lips capture your own. His lips met yours in a gentle, lingering kiss. It was like a sweet, stolen moment, a promise of all the love and tenderness you shared.

The kiss deepened, but there was no rush, just a gentle exploration of each other's lips. His hand cradled your face, his thumb tracing delicate circles on your cheek. Your fingers found their way to the back of his neck, where you lightly tangled them in his hair, pulling him closer.

Time seemed to stand still as you kissed, lost in the sensation of his warm, soft lips moving against yours. There was a quiet intimacy to it, a shared secret between two hearts that beat as one.

When you finally pulled away, your foreheads touched, and you both took a moment to catch your breath. Jason's eyes opened, revealing a depth of emotion that left you breathless. In that single kiss, you had said more than words ever could, and the love you felt for each other was as clear as the moonlight that bathed the room.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness.

"I love you too," you replied, your heart practically overflowing with happiness and comfort.

Later, you and Jason were laying in bed. Jason's head laid on your chest, his face nuzzling into the softness. Your hands were threading though his soft hair, fingernails lightly scratching at his head, causing him to let out a low groan of gratitude. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he quietly says, his voice low and sincere.

You smiled, feeling your heart swell with emotion. "You don't have to find out. I'll always be here, waiting for you, no matter how late you come home."

"Promise?" He mumbled into your chest.

"Mhm, I promise. Always and forever," You teased. "And where's my daily quote of the day?" You prod his side, causing him to jolt.

"Alright, alright," he grumbled. "Let me think..." You continued your ministrations on his hair as he thought hard about it.

"I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be," His voice was like a lullaby, lulling you to sleep.

"Was that from Great Expectations? That sounded familiar," You mused. Jason tiredly nodded his head. "Well, go to sleep, baby. I got you." You stroked his cheek as he closed his eyes, feeling safe in your embrace.

As you held each other in the stillness of the early morning, the world outside was seemingly forgotten.

[chaos-bites]

💐 Subtle Freyja Worship 💕

Honor passed ancestors/loved ones; learn about your family history

Keep a self-care/self-love journal

Show yourself the same kindness you give to others

Have a candle that reminds you of her (no altar needed)

Keep a picture of her in your wallet

Wear jewelry that reminds you of her

Wear perfumes/colognes that remind you of her

Have a stuffed animal boar, cat, or falcon/bird of prey

Practice standing up for yourself and others; stand up for what you believe in

Have imagery of love, wings, or cats around

If you have a cat (or any pet), play with them

Assert your personal boundaries; learn what your boundaries are

Volunteer at an animal shelter, especially a cat shelter

Drink herbal tea, and add honey to it; drink something comforting

Feed neighborhood cats or birds (or dogs)

Support women's rights or SA survivor organizations

Practice discreet witchcraft or learn non-obvious divination methods (cartomancy, pyromancy, carromancy, etc.)

Express yourself in little ways, if you can't be open; a bracelet to represent your gender, pride flag colored shoelaces, etc.

Take a self-care/self-love bath, especially with flower petals (ensure they're safe first!!!)

Buy a bouquet of flowers, for yourself or a loved one

If you have a partner, do something nice or romantic for them; a date somewhere they like, surprise gifts, spending time with them, etc.

Give compliments to strangers; give compliments to yourself

Practice self-acceptance

Make a list of positive traits you have as well as points of pride

Take a hike/walk out in nature

Try to see the beauty in the world around you; notice the beauty in the little things

Spend time with your loved ones

Cook a good meal for yourself or loved ones

Take care of yourself physically and emotionally

Start a skin/body care routine

Start a flower garden; tend to plants

Eat your favorite candy

Be gentle with yourself when you're having a difficult time

Meditate to the sounds of nature or flowing water; be comfortable with your own presence

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May add more later on! This is my list of discreet ways to worship Freyja. Take care, everyone, and I hope this helps! 🩷

Link to my Subtle Worship Master list

[starryylies]

LOVE YOUR STORIES💓💐

Simon is my favorite character; and I always think of him funding his girlfriend’s book addiction. She doesn’t spend too much money on books due to paying rent and other things.

But she loves to go to bookstores and look at books and read the first couple of pages. And as a attentive boyfriend Simon is 🥺 he takes notes of the books she touches and buys them for her.

Then he surprised her with a book bouquet💐🥺

Gonna go sob now since I don’t have a Simon in my life.😭

Simon giving you a book bouquet

Hii love! I’m sorry for not responding I had this in my drafts :(

And yes simon would definitely do that! I think he’s personally the type who won’t mention it at all at first but he always has a mental note

Ps since it was in my drafts I made it according to valentines so yes again I’m so sorry

✎ᝰ Simon who always took a note of how you loved books

✎ᝰ Simon who knows the name of all your favourite authors by the tip of his fingers

✎ᝰ Simon who also knows your favourite books and their plot

✎ᝰ Simon who always saw how enthralled you were in a good book, your reactions evident whenever there was any plot twist

✎ᝰ Simon who thought it was weirdly cute when you said you love the scent of books

Simon who now agrees

✎ᝰ Simon who loved taking you to bookshop’s discreetly in malls by never suggesting it first but always going towards the area of the bookshop so you drag him in and look at the books in awe

✎ᝰ Simon who one day saw a sad look on your face as you walked out of the bookshop with nothing

✎ᝰ Simon who was quick to realise because it’s of the ever inflating rent of your apartment

✎ᝰ Simon who then made it his goal to get you some books from wherever he’s travelling

✎ᝰ Simon who once bought a book in Portuguese just because the cover looked like a painting you like

✎ᝰ Simon who started reading books with you

✎ᝰ Simon who wanted to do something special for you on valentines

✎ᝰ Simon who decided on getting you a bouquet of books would be better because flowers die anyways right?

✎ᝰ Simon who got this idea through soaps Instagram feed

✎ᝰ Simon who searched around the whole town for books of your favourite authors, limited editions and even a signed one

✎ᝰ Simon who arranged all of the books himself

✎ᝰ Simon who felt very proud of his gift and knew you’d love it

✎ᝰღ Simon who never looked like he would be infront of his girlfriend on his knees asking her to be his valentines :)

✎ᝰ And you who ofcourse said yes :)))))

[starrylothcat]

If you gave the clones flower, like a bouquet of flowers, what do you think their reactions would be?

You can of course include as few or as many clones as you'd like and any Squad.

💐 💐 💐 For you, Dear!

Omg thank you so much for this ask???

Oh this is fun! I made this into a Clone x Reader HC/Drabble thing and got a bit carried away.

Warnings: None. Mentions of kissing. Established relationship. Reader not described. Didn’t proofread, sorry. 😅

The Bad Batch + Bonus Rex under the cut! Hope you enjoy my ramblings~

💋💐 You Give The Bad Batch (+Rex) Flowers Headcanons/Drabble 💋💐

Hunter

He’s confused at first, wondering why you are holding a handful of flowers out toward him.

You tell him you thought of him when you saw the flowers. They made you happy, so you hoped they’d make him happy, too.

Hunter accepts them, not used to receiving gifts, especially thoughtful ones like this.

He’s so used to giving, leading, bearing responsibility, it catches him off guard how nice it feels to be taken care of in return.

The flowers smell sweet, reminding him of you.

He smiles and cups your chin gently, bringing you in for a passionate kiss, feeling some of his stress melt away.

“Thank you, mesh’la. They are beautiful, just like you. What would I do without you looking out for me?”

He tucks one of the flowers into his hair above his ear, wearing it the rest of the day, his thoughts never straying from you.

Crosshair

You hold a flower out to him, and he just stares at you.

“What are you doing?” He finally speaks.

“I’m giving you a flower.”

Crosshair raises an eyebrow, chews his toothpick, hesitantly taking it from you.

He asks what he’s supposed to do with it.

You roll your eyes and tell him it’s a gift.

“I saw it and thought of you.”

Crosshair doesn’t know how to respond or react at first, being given a kind gift was never something he experienced.

You get slightly annoyed and insecure at his silence, knowing this was a dumb idea in the first place.

You quickly turn from him, mumbling under your breath that it was a stupid thought and that you’ll leave him alone, embarrassment heating your cheeks.

You avoid him all day. Why did you think he’d want a flower of all things?

When you retreat to your bunk that night, a beautifully arranged bouquet of flowers is resting on your pillow with a small note. “Thinking of you, too.”

Wrecker

He is THRILLED when you hand him over a large bouquet of flowers.

Wrecker picks you up and hugs you, almost crushing the bouquet between the two of you.

“All of these are for me?” He suddenly becomes a little sheepish, since he wasn’t expecting such a sweet gesture from you.

“They are bright and wonderful, so I thought of you when I saw them.” You smile as Wrecker’s ears turn red at your admission. He kisses you softly, thanking you for the flowers.

Wrecker places the flowers in the cockpit of The Marauder where everyone can see them, proudly and lovingly exclaiming they were from you when his brothers asked.

He keeps one flower in his utility belt, smiling all day whenever he sees it.

Tech

Tech doesn’t quite understand the gesture at first.

He inspects them, beginning to spout facts about each flower, assuming you were giving them to him for research.

You giggle, telling him they weren’t for research, just as a gift.

“What an interesting sentiment. You went out of your way to choose these just for me? To keep as a gift?” He cocked his head, the gears turning in his head.

“Ah, it’s symbolic of how you feel for me. I understand now. Thank you, my dear.”

Tech kisses you sweetly as you smile, and carefully places the flowers on his workbench to look at while he tinkers.

Tech begins a deep dive into researching flowers, analyzing your favorite colors, scents, and specific flower meanings to reciprocate the gift. He wants to give you the perfect arrangement to symbolize his affection for you in return.

He preserves the flowers you gave him so he can always be reminded of your love.

Echo

You tell Echo to close his eyes, saying you have a surprise for him.

He smiles, giving you a look, but obliges.

“Ok, open them!

He sees you holding out flowers, offering them to him. He smiles softly, his eyes widening in surprise.

“Are these for me?” He asks, gently taking them from your hand, not quite believing he deserves such a delicate and beautiful gift.

Even though you and Echo have been together for awhile, he still harbors insecurities about his body.

“I thought you might like them.” You say. “You’re always doing so much for me, you deserve something nice, too.”

Echo brings you into an embrace, not knowing how he was so lucky to have someone as special as you.

“Thank you, mesh’la. They mean a lot to me, just like you.”

Echo places the flowers in his bunk, gazing at them as you fall asleep curled up next to him.

You saw beauty in him when he didn’t, and the flowers meant more to him than you’ll ever know.

Rex

You’ve noticed Rex was stressed (more than usual) and wanted to get him something nice.

When you hand him the flowers, Rex (internally) panics.

He thinks he missed your anniversary or some other important event. Why else would you be giving him something as nice as flowers?

You can see the panic flash in his eyes, and you immediately tell him the flowers were just for fun. A gift to show him how much you love him, that’s all.

They were blue, matching his 501st colors.

Rex relaxes, now overwhelmed with feeling at the romantic gesture from you.

“You’re always thinking of me, cyare. How can I repay you?”

“I can think of a few ways. How about we start with a kiss?”

Rex smirks as he wraps you in a warm embrace, kissing you tenderly. How did you always know exactly what he needed?

He tucks one of the flowers in his breastplate, wearing your love for all to see.

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[archangeldyke-all]

slow living reader and sev having a baby? 🥹

AWE of course!

also! this is the fifth little blurb for this series so i'm giving it an emoji on my masterlist! 💐 lets do a little bouquet of flowers because i picture a bunch of wildflowers surrounding your garden :)

men and minors dni

sevika doesn't fuck around when it comes to your pregnancy. so while you're used to getting up in the early morning and spending a couple hours on your hands and knees in the garden and hauling wheelbarrows around your property-- the moment you find out you're pregnant, sevika puts you on a ban from all physical activity.

it's ridiculous. you're barely three weeks pregnant, and sevika's insisting on helping you carry a gallon of milk in from the goat pen. just a gallon.

it's sort of nice though. your baby certainly takes after sevika, if it's appetite is anything to go by. while you're usually happy snacking on snap peas and berries from your garden all day until dinner, where you eat a hearty meal cooked by sevika: now you're shoveling half a dozen scrambled eggs down your throat in the morning, eating through a month's worth of cheese and crackers in the afternoon, and snacking on spicy pickles when you can't sleep in the middle of the night.

sevika finds it hilarious. you guys buy a few more ducks to keep up with the rate your house is eating eggs.

as annoying as she is when she's insisting you don't do anything, she does a fairly decent job of handling the garden herself. after a few afternoons of standing over her to supervise as she weeded to make sure she didn't pull any of your crops on accident, she made a little custom set up for you in the garden: a big sun umbrella covering a reclining lawn chair, a battery-powered fan, ice-cold pitcher of water, and big bowl of sunflower seeds waiting for you each afternoon.

it's become your favorite part of the day: lounging and snacking and chatting with your wife while she learns more about the garden, one of your hands on your growing belly, the other reaching out to pull sevika down for a kiss every ten minutes.

the cats start becoming really protective of you. a few of the older mother goats do too-- recognizing that you're pregnant. you never have a moment to yourself once you start showing, there's always a cat or two standing on guard to make sure you're okay while you wander around your home.

what you used to call 'the cats room' is now your baby's. all the cat trees, beds, and toys have migrated to the basement to make room for a bunch of furniture sevika hand-made.

a crib that can transform into a kids' bed when the kid gets older, a dresser that can last a lifetime, a rocking chair and stool for you to nurse in, and a gorgeous bookshelf for you to fill with toys and books for your baby. sevika made it all in at her little woodworking station in the storage shed by the goat's pen. each piece of furniture is inscribed with a message that makes you sob each time you see it, a simple, sweet, 'for our sweet baby.'

you know that once the baby comes, it'll be a few years before you and sevika can fully adjust and get back to growing all your own food. so, you guys start stocking up on produce and meat-slabs from local farms nearby.

you don't make it to the hospital when the baby comes. you planned to deliver in the hospital, you wanted a fucking epidural, but your baby came out of nowhere a week early.

one minute you were laughing at sevika struggling to prune the watermelon vines, the next minute your water was breaking and you were going into labor right on the reclining chair you'd spent a majority of your pregnancy on.

it doesn't take long to realize that you're not going to make it to the hospital. you know something's wrong when you try to stand.

"sevika!" you gasp. she's staring at you like a deer in headlights as she holds you up.

"what, honey, what's wrong?"

"fuck, baby, i think it's coming now." you whine.

sevika sits you back down on the chair, helps you get your bottom half naked, then looks between your legs.

"is it bad?" you start to cry, the pain and adrenaline needing an escape.

sevika's panicked, you can see it in her eyes, but she doesn't let it show as she speaks. "it's exactly what it's supposed to be, baby. but i think you're right. i think you gotta push."

you start to freak out. "sevika! we can't have our baby here! it's the garden, there's dirt everywhere! we don't even have clean towels and fuck!" you growl as a contraction overtakes you. sevika's pressing kisses to your knuckles as you grip her hands. "sevika, you're not a doctor!" you cry.

she chuckles, reaches up to kiss your head, and then kneels between your legs again.

"i delivered the goats when marnie got pregnant a few years ago." she tries.

"i'm not a fucking goat!" you scream.

and then--

little tiny cries fill the garden, and all your pain washes away. sevika looks up from between your legs, grinning and sobbing, and then she stands.

and wiggling and screaming in her arms, umbliical cord still attatched, is your little fucker.

"it's a girl." she whispers, leaning down to pass the baby to you.

you take a shaky breath, and then burst into tears upon seeing your baby. she looks just like sevika. it's uncanny. "she's so fucking beautiful." you cry.

sevika wraps your baby up in her shirt, cuts the cord with the gardening shears, and throws your placenta right on top of the compost pile before she starts guiding the two of you toward the car to take you to the hospital.

you have to keep reminding her to drive-- she'll pull up to a red light and get distracted looking at you and your baby in your arms in the passenger's seat. you get honked at a few times, but you don't mind.

not when she's looking at you like that and you've got her baby in your arms.

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[aphroditelovesu]

There’s not enough Persephone x Reader. I need Yandere Persephone

❝ 💐 — lady l: we need it, anon. I made these headcanons of her as a romantic yandere and I hope you like them!! And it's 4 am where I live and I haven't slept until now and I have to wake up at 6 am... 🥰

❝tw: obsessive behavior, mention of stalking, manipulation, implied murder.

❝💐pairing: yandere!persephone x gender neutral!reader.

Persephone is very subtle and calm about her obsession. She has a calmness and a gentle, peaceful aura that makes anyone let their guard down around her. The goddess is so soft and so gentle that it is so easy to trust her and fall in love with her.

She was so beautiful and so sweet that everyone fell in love with her at the same time and how could they not? It was not only her beauty that was overwhelming, but her kindness and care were appreciated and desired by all the gods of Olympus, but even so, she was never interested in them.

Persephone wanted to love and be loved in return but no god or goddess left her enchanted enough and there was still her mother who was very protective. But it wasn't just that, the goddess of spring wanted to have an overwhelming love, someone to love for the rest of eternity and she knew that none of these charming gods were that person.

And after years turned into centuries, Persephone had lost hope that she would find someone she loved so intensely. The goddess of spring had resigned herself to her fate of spending eternity at her mother's side. That is, until she sets her eyes on you.

You were a normal human and had your life like any other, a mundane life without much drama and you liked it. You liked the tranquility and calmness of your life and were satisfied with it. You loved spring, especially. You loved how the flowers bloomed after the end of winter and looked so beautiful. It was something almost divine.

In a way, you loved Persephone without even knowing her. You caught her attention during a sunny day, you were in your garden taking care of your plants when an unknown woman approached you and watched you. You were a little uncomfortable being watched, but decided to be polite and ask her what she needed.

Persephone was moved by that and she wasn't sure why. You had caught her attention a few days ago, after she decided to observe the flowers that grew where humans lived by herself and she found you taking care of some plants with so much care and love that she was captivated.

It was as if you took care of her, because she was the goddess of spring and you loved this season. Persephone needed to know more about you and she knew quickly when investigating her life. She was pleased with what she discovered and just needed to get closer to you.

Persephone was so gentle and subtle with her feelings that no one noticed anything seemed wrong. You fell in love with this goddess and she fell in love with you, and everything seemed perfect. Persephone was so loving and caring, that once you were in her arms, you forgot everything that had happened. You felt safe and loved around her.

She is not possessive and does not feel jealous so often because Persephone does not allow someone to get close to you. She is an emotional manipulator and knows how to deal with your feelings in the right way and not allow anyone to steal you from her. You were hers and Persephone won't let anyone ruin that.

Persephone takes very good care of you, she loves you with everything in her and all she wants and demands in return is to be loved in return. She loves to spoil you and give you expensive or simpler gifts, her favorites are bouquets of flowers. She loves going out with you and strolling through flower fields or lying next to her in silence. There was something intimate about simply cuddling under a tree full of fruit.

The goddess is a great companion, kind and so protective. There's no way not to like Persephone. She loves with everything in her and will do anything for you because all she wants most is to see you happy. It's easy to get carried away by the sweet words she whispers in your ears and the loving touches. But maybe, if you take a closer look, you might find that she's not as innocent as she appears to be.

Persephone has a dark side that few know about, only those who have done wrong with her or with you know and it's not pretty. There's no way she'd let you see that side of her, not when she wanted to make sure you stayed with her forever.

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Bucky Barnes + a bouquet of flowers 💐

Except Bucky is the one receiving the flowers...

a bouquet of their favorite flowers

Prompt List

Bucky has always been a traditional guy. Every time he asks you out, he always brings you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. But this time around, on Valentine's Day, you decided you'd be the one giving him flowers.

At six o'clock on the dot, Bucky showed up at your door step dressed to the nines. Honestly, if you didn't have dinner reservations, you might've just decided to stay in for the night. But this was your first Valentine's Day together and Bucky wanted it to be special.

Per usual, Bucky hands you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. They're just as vibrant and beautiful as the previous ones.

"Thank you, Bucky," you kiss him on the cheek and rush to put them in the usual vase in your kitchen.

You then come back to him with a bouquet of red chrysanthemums, "And these are for you."

His eyes widen in surprise, "What? For me?"

You nod, "You deserve pretty flowers too, Buck."

He smiles at you, "Why need these when you're the prettiest flower of them all?"

You laugh, "Alright, smooth talker. You're keeping those flowers because I didn't know what your favorite flower was, so I did a bunch of research on the meanings of flowers and decided on these ones."

He chuckles, "You didn't have to do that. Roses would've been fine."

"Roses are so basic," you say with a scoff.

"So what do these ones mean?" he asks as he raises the bouquet.

"It means 'I love you'," you say softly and it brings a big smile to Bucky's face.

"I love you too, baby. God, do I love you so much," he places his bouquet down and pulls you in for a deep kiss. He holds you to him as if he slackens his grip, you'd float away from him.

When you pull away, he rests his forehead against yours, "Words cannot describe how much I love you," his whispers then steps back. He fixes his jacket and holds his hand out, "Shall we?"

"We shall," you reply, placing your hand in his and you both head to his car to celebrate the day of love.

[strwberri-milk]

Can I request for Kaeya giving the reader a bouquet of their favorite flowers?💐

Kaeya's always been a big fan of picking up things that remind him of you on the way home from work or just when he goes out and about. It makes him happy to see a smile on your face no matter what it is that he gives to you.

One day on his way back he happens to pass Flora as she's got a new shipment. Amongst them he sees the petals of your favourite and knows that he has to get them for you immediately. He's not even thinking as he hands her the mora and takes the flowers, making sure not to damage the wrap as he heads home to you.

He knocks on the door despite having the key for his own home, hiding the flowers behind his back as you open the door for him. By the look on your face it's clear that you didn't expect to see him at the door but he's ready for the hug you throw his way regardless.

When he presents the flowers to you you happily accept, glad that he managed to remember your favourites and immediately going inside to put the flowers into water.

Now he has a habit of buying you new flowers whenever he sees the old ones beginning to wilt. The way your eyes light up each time you see the new bouquet makes his heart skip a beat, further adding to the happiness he gets when bringing you flowers.

[delopsia]

Delopsia's Birthday Bouquet

[Event is now over! Thank you to everyone who joined 🥰]

Every year, I tell myself that I'm going to get myself a bouquet of my favorite flowers for my birthday (March 13th), but I never actually do it. Without fail, the pricetag scares me away. But do you know what works just as well, is free, and doesn't die within two weeks? Digital flowers.

This year, I'm inviting you all to celebrate with me by making a digital bouquet for us to share💐

From now until March 16th, you can send a prompt or a request, along with the name of a flower 🌷 At the very end, I'll tally up a list of all the flowers and vases that have joined our community bouquet!

choose a vase

or choose multiple if that suits your fancy

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choose a method to send your flower

you're not limited to just these examples; send anything you'd like! Edit: You're allowed to join on anon, as well :)

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Fluff, smut, angst, or something in between, you're welcome to send anything you'd like. Mix and match characters and ships as you please. Send multiple prompts or just one! It's all up to you 🌼 You're more than welcome to send these anonymously.

Thank you for joining me! 🥰

[zhongrin]

homecoming

◇ a/n ◇ A VERY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY CUTEST COUSIN SLASH SAMOYED PUPPY LIA @seelestia!!!! 💐🎊🎉

i am wishing you all the best in life and in this joyous day i would like to congratulate you by the bestest present of all-

a n g s t  :)

that's right it's your favorite harbinger of tears &lt;3

◇ characters ◇ ayato

◇ tags ◇ angst (but it doesn't hurt that bad i promise i'm no monster <3), fem pronouns used for reader

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

every thirteenth of the tenth month, lord kamisato ayato always purchases a large number of flowers.

every flower vendor in inazuma city knows of this. it has become somewhat of a tradition for them to set up their freshest, loveliest flowers in front of their shops the day before, when the yashiro commisioner himself will personally visit and choose one shop that catches his eye, to place a ginormous order of a collection of flowers for the next day. the cost of such a bountiful and lavishly decorated bouquet, spruced up with only the best silk ribbons and the most intricate wrapping papers, could probably feed a normal peasant family for a whole two weeks.

though none has truly witnessed him giving you the gift directly, they are quite convinced that the gift is merely one of the many presents that kamisato ayato purchased for you - his beloved lover.

and so this year, it was a shock for them to see the lord of the clan unyieldingly following the tradition.

as usual, ayato surveys the selection of flowers in front of the various stalls. and if the selection of beautiful blooms were less than the year before, he does not show any sign of disappointment. with a neutral expression on his handsome face, he ever so gracefully walks towards the one shop that catches his fancy - one with camellias and [flower]s displayed outside - and places an order for an extravagant bouquet to be sent to the kamisato residence, at eight am sharp tomorrow. the shopkeeper nods and gives him a wry smile, but dares not ask further.

when the florist brings the assembled order the next day, you do not open the door to welcome them, unlike the previous few years back when the same shop was selected to undergo the same task. instead of your cheerful smile which turns into a bashful giggle upon seeing the large present, the esteemed younger lady of the clan is the one who accepts the delivery with a solemn smile.

ayaka thanks them politely and scurries back inside. her steps are hurried but her arms carefully try to balance the enormous item, making sure she doesn't accidentally damage any of the beautiful plants.

she arrives at your office soon after and manages to somehow knock after maneuvering the bouquet in her arms. after a short wait, she slides the door open and meets her brother's eyes.

you're nowhere in sight.

with a heavy exhale, the shorter sibling steps into the room and closes the door behind her. ayato accepts the outlandishly large bunch of flowers with a smile, although his eyes stay darkened and cold as the ice that spawns from his sister's cryo vision.

there is no exchange of words. ayaka watches silently as her brother turns to face your desk, which is still a tad messy, as if you've just worked on there and had just left for a bathroom break. no one had dared to clean it up, for the master of the house himself had sternly commanded for it to stay untouched. and she understands.

for it is one of the last few traces that's left of you in the estate.

ayato's eyes are affixed on the photo frame on your desk. one that displays you and him on your first anniversary, with you laughing at the kamera and himself sporting the same smile, only that instead of looking into the lens of the contraption, he was looking at you. there's clear adoration and love in his eyes, both within the picture and within his eyes that are reflecting the print itself.

"brother...," ayaka starts, pauses, and continues when she receives no interruptions, "forgive my presumptuousness... however, i still think you should join the search for-"

"and leave my responsibilities like an irresponsible adult?" ayato gives his sister a bitter smile, "you know i cannot do such a thing, given my position."

the young lady bows her head in shame and apology, but the soft pat of her older sibling's hand on top of her head tells her that he wasn't mad at all.

"besides, she would have hit me for doing so. don't you think?"

"ah...," a small smile blooms on shirasagi himegimi's lips, as a voice replays at the back of her head - a familiar voice chastising her brother for deliberately skipping a small fraction of work in favor of spending time with her, just after their engagement was finalized.

"... she will always find her way back to us," the soft blue-haired man says, both to convince himself and reassure his only family left, "we just have to keep trying and believing."

"y-yes. yes, you are right."

"...."

ayato places the bouquet of flowers on your desk and grazes his fingers tenderly across the polished frame of your picture together, before exiting the room with ayaka in tow.

— happy birthday, my love. i know you are alive out there, somewhere. please hold on for me. let us celebrate this occasion next year in each other's arms.

a petal of your favorite flower falls onto the floor.

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[steviesbicrisis]

Steddie - Percy Jackson AU

AKA the struggle of finding the perfect Valentines gift for a son of Aphrodite

Eddie keeps staring at the flowers on display, feeling more pathetic by the minute. He hears a voice inside his head telling him he should make the flowers himself, but he shakes that voice away fast, it sounded way too similar to his dad's. Pretty arrangements were never his forte anyways, and he needs the prettiest one.

What kind of flowers should he buy? is even flowers a good idea? should he go for chocolates? can he be more basic than this? probably not, but tomorrow will be valentine's day and he has no other ideas.

He snatches the bouquet with the most pink and yellow flowers, Steve always wears soft sweaters in either one of those colors so he thinks it should be fine.

💐🍫🎸💌

An hour later, Eddie stomps into another store, mumbling to himself. They aren't even dating yet, so why is this so complicated?

Why, of all the people at Half-Blood Camp, did he have to fall for a son of Aphrodite? how do you even attempt to romance someone who had the Goddess of Love as a mother?

He taps his fingers nervously on the glass counter, there are way too many options and he doesn't even know where to start.

He goes back to his cabin with a cheesy heart-shaped box filled with peanut butter chocolates - Steve would never admit it but he goes crazy for peanut butter - and places them next to the flowers.

🍫🎸💌 💐

Right before dinner and after hours of overthinking, the chocolate idea feels too lame in Eddie's eyes.

"So is this for Steve?" Robin asks. He's pretty sure she's smirking but they're talking just outside of her cabin, Apollo's, and the sunlight is just at the right place to make it shine too much for his poor eyes. He used to be jealous of Robin for having such a cool dad, but lately he feels much more content being stuck with Dionysus.

"It is not!" he replies, too quickly to be believable.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me" she pushes him inside the cabin, then picks up a piece of paper and a binder.

"This is a list of Steve's favorite songs. I know you don't like any of these so" she gestures at the binder "I've got all of my music sheets in here. No need to thank me, Munson. But remember to give them back, I have a great aim and your cabin is a weapon range from here."

Eddie passes most of the night learning Against all Odds by Phill Collins while looking nervously at Robin's cabin through his window.

🎸💌 💐 🍫

It's Valentine's day, and Eddie is absolutely fucked. The flowers aren't pretty enough, the chocolate is lame, the song is overused and he's out of ideas.

He finds himself at Athena's cabin with only a few hours of sleep and right before breakfast.

He waits for Nancy to get out.

"This is about Steve" she states, not even questioning it, and Eddie doesn't have the energy to deny it.

"I'm running out of ideas Nancy! this was supposed to be a casual thing, no pressure! but then I mentioned it to him and he got so excited about receiving something from me and now there's no casualty anymore! There's anxiety, and he's surrounded by romance on a daily basis how am I supposed to compete with that?" Nancy listens to his rant quietly, not showing any particular reaction.

"So, how can I help?" it might seem like a cold response but that's exactly what Eddie needs.

He gets out an hour later, his stomach grumbling, his body pleading for a few hours of sleep, but with a poem about Steve's sun-kissed freckles and soft hair. Nancy wasn't much help with that, but she re-read it and made sure there weren't any mistakes and that his writing was clear enough.

"Eddie wait" Nancy calls for him as he's going through the door "you know how it is on valentine's day... Steve is one of the most admired kids in Aphrodite's cabin. So, whatever happens, don't let it get into your head okay? he likes you a lot."

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It gets into Eddie's head. Big time.

He was never confident about the gifts he prepared but he thought at least one of them would've been fine.

That is until the parade of Steve's presents begins.

After the tenth bouquet of flowers he receives, Eddie stops counting.

At breakfast and lunch, he has a pile of chocolates on his table and it stands up even amongst his brothers and sisters who had received chocolates as well, just not as many.

The gift Eddie is most confident about, the poem, has to be ruled out as well since with most of the bouquets and chocolates Steve has also received white envelopes with his name written on them, in much nicer handwriting than Eddie's.

The song, Eddie's weakest gift since it isn’t his cup of tea and he had to learn it overnight, is the only thing he has left.

Despite it all, he gets ready for it. He doesn’t like the song but he loves a big gesture, so he goes to his cabin in the afternoon to grab his guitar, determined to surprise Steve with a romantic serenade.

When he comes back, he notices a big fuss around the amphitheater. Curious, he gets close just in time to see one of Robin's brothers guiding Steve at the arena's center, a guitar in his left hand.

Eddie rushes away, he doesn’t need to see anything more.

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His gloomy state guides him to the lake's shore. It's cold but quiet, plus Eddie's favorite pastime consists in picking up rocks that catch his attention.

He throws a couple of them in the lake, kicks a few big ones, then sighs. A part of him hopes Steve is so busy with all his admirers that he forgets about him and his promise.

He crouches to have a better look at the smaller rocks at his feet. One catches his eye almost immediately: it's round, smooth, and mostly dark brown with gold cracks. Eddie cannot explain it, but it makes him think of Steve.

He's getting up with the small stone in his hand when he hears footsteps behind him.

"I knew I would find you here" Steve's smile makes Eddie's knees go weak, even at that distance.

He stops once he's standing next to him, both facing the lake.

"I guess you know me pretty well" Eddie points out, his eyes fixed on the water.

"Oh, I do" Steve smirks, confidence radiating from every fiber of his being. Eddie supposes that anyone would feel great about themselves after a day spent accepting any sort of gifts.

"So, I came to collect something" Steve breaks the silence, sounding less confident than before, more nervous if anything.

Eddie can't tell him about all the lame gifts he got for him, let alone go back to his cabin and grab one of them.

Before he can think too much about it, he takes one of Steve's hands and drops the rock on his palm "Here, happy valentine's day".

He realizes what he has done only after Steve's hand closes into a fist around the gift.

Eddie's eyes grow wide, his gaze flickers nervously between the hand that was holding the stone - the right one which he mentally renames as the traitor - and Steve's.

He tries to come up with excuses, but no sound comes out of his mouth.

Finally, as he's ready to jump in front of him and say something like "ahah this is a joke! I got you", Eddie looks at him.

Steve is radiant.

Eddie has rarely seen him smile like this, never at a stupid rock he had randomly collected. He is pretty sure this isn't the first rock he has ever given him, either. It's just a thing that Eddie does.

But Steve is beaming at the rock in his hand like Eddie has given him a piece of jewelry or a gemstone.

"Thank you Eddie, I love it" only then Eddie notices that he is also blushing.

"Are you sure? It's just a rock" he replies, nervously.

Steve raises an eyebrow at the question "yeah, but it's very pretty. And you love rocks."

"Oh," Eddie says, dumbly.

He finally understands why Steve was so excited by the idea of Eddie gifting him something for Valentine's day, why both Robin and Nancy told him he was stressing too much over something Steve would've liked anyways.

Steve would've loved anything as long as it came from Eddie.

"Now I feel bad," Steve speaks, oblivious to Eddie's internal epiphany "my gift is very lame compared to yours."

"You got me something, pretty boy?" he leans closer to him, into Steve's personal space. He smirks when he notices Steve's blush reaching his ears.

"Of course I did" he huffs "but you have to close your eyes if you want it" Steve looks away as he says it, clearly embarrassed.

He'd love to tease him about his red face but he decides to play nice and close his eyes.

He flinches when he feels Steve's lips on his. He slides his arms on his shoulders and around his neck, to make sure Steve doesn't misinterpret his surprised reaction. Steve puts his arms around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.

Someone might say that gifting a kiss for Valentine's Day is very lame but Eddie realizes that, as long as it came from Steve, he would've loved it anyways.

I wasn’t planning to write anything but then I had some free time and I got inspired! Please forgive me if I wrote something unrealistic for the Percy Jackson world but I’ve read the books years ago, I don’t remember much!Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone but especially to my mutuals, I hope you have an amazing day 💘

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Hiiiiii, I just wanted to say that my Zoro brain-rot has returned and I think (know) it’s your fault (I’m not mad about it). I read one of your fics a couple days ago, and I’ve been stuck ever since. I’ve been going through your master list and realized I have been reading so much so fast that I’ve forgotten to comment on anything. I apologize for that. I try to make it a point to comment on the things I truly enjoy.

I just wanted to let you know that I’m in love with your writing, the way you portray all of our favorite OP characters, all of it. Even the organization of your blog is giving me life. Everything. I just want to send you bouquets of flowers and pretty little trinkets and tell you all of the sweetest nicest things for forever. 😭 You’re one of my top favorite writers here. You’re amazing, and need to be protected at all cost. Sorry if this is long winded and awkward. I’m sick as hell and the world’s worst at human interactions. 💐

this is the single sweetest thing I've ever read, I feel like crying! all this over my little smut blog??? thank you so much!!!!!

seriously though, it means alot to me to see people actively enjoy my writing. I'm so grateful that you took time out of your day to send such a sweet message.

Please never feel awkward about messaging me! in fact i encourage it, I used to have such a big community on my previous fan blog a few years ago and I'd really like to make some new friends (especially ones that are into one piece). So if please feel free to message me whenever. I'm in so many fandoms, one piece is my main, and I love talking to people about them.

Again, thank you so so much for enjoying my blog and reading my works. It means alot!!!