#happy early valentines lol

[krowsjournal]

A little something off the Mostro Lounge secret menu ❤️💜

[pachinkosprites]

forgot to post this guy

[blorbopolis]

desensitize your wizard bomb early and often

[izloveshorses]

ANYA/DMITRY + tv tropes™ ~Anastasia the Musical~

[james-p-sullivan]

I know we'll never grow old together Cause you'll never grow old to me You're the pink in my cheeks And I love that it means I'm a little bit soft

[cutie-pinay]

commission by ensiriustea

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY 🤍💚❤️!!

Mhin and Vere treat Rasche to a bouquet of her favorite flowers 💐.

[daisynik7]

logging out of here for a bit! I'm taking a step back to recharge and refocus on myself. thank you for all the love, especially this week, it means the world to me. 💗

take care and don't forget to be kind to yourselves. until next time ✌️

[puccafangirl]

Scratte used Attract!

Scrat fell in love!

[merwynsartblog]

i did smth silly bc it was silly idgaf its not valentines day yet ill post this whenever i want it/silly

[snixx]

ok im sorry but i saw ur aro abed post and now i need to come into ur inbox and be absolutely insane about it because oh my god i actually cannot handle this

like coming out of the hunger games fandom and then the byler fandom where the main largely accepted opinion in fandom (including my opinion) was that katniss and and peeta and mike and will were allo and in love w/ eachother and now being in the community fandom like im actually going insane

bcs yeah a lot of ppl think trobed are romantically in love and i think romantic trobed is cute too but OMG like a widely accepted hc among fandom is that aro trobed in a qpr, like SO MANY PPL THINK THIS its actually insane and it makes me so happy and even tho my best friend is more annie coded than troy coded platonic trobed is literally so us abd im losing my mind ok i dont even know what im saying anymore im absolutely losing it

so yeah um oops in short: ARO ABED AND QPR TROBED FUCKING REAL

yes. yes. yesyesyesyesyesyesyes. i love my romantic trobed buT I LOVE QPR TROBED SO MUCH. ARO ABED MY BELOVED

[hime-arts]

Mwaaa (๑ơ ₃ ơ)♥

Mika (MC) x Mammon 🌸💛

[atsu-i]

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[zylphiacrowley]

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[starrysnowdrop]

Happy Valentine’s Day 💝

I want to wish everyone a Happy Valentine’s Day to all, regardless of whether you have a romantic relationship or not, whether you want one, are in one, not in one but want one, or if you don’t want one! All of you deserve love, in whatever form that love is. Because most forget that romantic and/or sexual relationships are not the only forms of love!

For myself, I am happily married to the love of my life, and I will be busy in real life not only today but tomorrow as well, because it’s also our wedding anniversary tomorrow! We will be celebrating 9 years of marriage, and we have been together for going on 13 years!

Because I’ll be busy, I’m setting up a queue today for Hali x Aymeric of my past posts, as I haven’t had the access to crimes the past few months to get new shippy gposes like I want, but I’ll reblog what I’ve managed to do with vanilla gpose so far. And tomorrow I might have some regular stuff to post in the morning and then I’ll be MIA in the evening for our anniversary dinner.

Anyways, enough of my rambling. Happy Valentine’s Day everyone, and have a wonderful day! 💖💖💖

~ Yume

[203art]

Showing up early to the @infamous-if update

[trashywritestrash]

Short and Sweet

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

Word Count: 853

Warnings: Best friend’s brother— is that a warning? This is just a short lil thing for Valentine’s Day

A/N: The poem and response in this came from Thomas Richardson’s “Gentleman’s Valentine Writer” which wasn’t actually published until 1828 but I needed ideas, okay? Also, I wrote this when Bridgerton was still the lead in the poll lol

Living beside the Bridgerton household had many advantages. Being close in age to Daphne gave you the perfect excuse to spend time with her. However, spending time with Daphne meant also spending time with the rest of her family, which allowed you to form a close bond with them all. One Bridgerton in particular being Benedict.

Benedict was a few years older than you, but within a perfectly reasonable range that made it acceptable for you to fancy him. How could you not? He was sweet and sensitive, but he had a playful side that brought joy any time you were fortunate enough to witness it. Although, you never dared to dream that Benedict might return your affections. You were the best friend of his younger sister, surely he would not think of you in that way.

Initially, you had been excited to be presented before the queen and sent out into society. But while Daphne had been deemed the season's incomparable, you had fallen into her shadow. You were happy to see your friend receive many visitors and gifts, but some days it would hurt to see a line of men outside her door while you waited in an empty sitting room.

Waking on Valentine's Day brought nothing but sorrow. It was only one month into the social season and you already felt that you were destined to become an old spinster. With no prospective husbands in sight, you would likely have to face a second season. You did not expect that you would receive any callers that day, yet you waited in your sitting room in a fine dress, as you did every other day. Your mother sat in a chair at the far end of the room, leisurely reading until something would happen.

Early into the day, your butler entered the room with a calling card in hand, "A Mister Bridgerton is here to call upon Miss Y/L/N."

"Send him in," You replied, feeling your chest constrict. It was possible that one of Daphne's brothers had come to pass along a message for her, but a gentleman visiting while you were accepting callers still brought you a shred of hope.

Moments later, you saw Benedict step through the doorway, holding something behind his back. He smiled, "I see I have gotten here before the rest."

You returned his smile, nervous, yet calmed by his presence. "I think you will find that the gentlemen are coming to your door today, not mine."

"Then they are fools and I am lucky to have you all to myself."

"What can I do for you, Benedict? I find it hard to believe you would be here as a suitor." You spoke the words in jest, but felt your throat tighten as you said them all the same.

Benedict's smile fell into confusion, "What is so hard to believe about that?"

Taken aback by the genuine confusion in his tone, you clarified, "I only mean to say that I would not have expected it."

"If that is the case, I hope that you find this to be a good surprise," For just a moment, you heard a bit of nerves in his voice as he tried to present a confident image. "Unfortunately, I cannot stay long. But I wanted to bring you these and to officially declare my affection."

Finally, Benedict moved the hand behind his back to reveal a beautiful bouquet of morning glory and myrtle. You smiled wide at the sight, "Thank you, Benedict. They're lovely."

Shortly after, Benedict had to take his leave, although he promised to come back the following day. Once he had left, you reached for a book on the language of flowers. You found that morning glories are used to represent affection, meanwhile myrtle is used to represent love and marriage. Learning that brought a blush to your cheeks, finding the meaning to be a little bold, but not unpleasant.

It was then that you noticed a small folded piece of parchment beside the flowers. When you unfolded the paper, you could see the painted design done in watercolors. A man and a woman stood beneath a tree, which was situated between a lovely cottage and a church. The image was small, but you could tell that the couple was you and Benedict. On the other side of the parchment was a simple note.

I boast not eloquence, dear Miss, Nor do I write exceedingly fine; Therefore, I bluntly ask you this-- Pray, will you be my Valentine?

As you looked down at the note, you felt your heart swell. You held it close to your chest, feeling as if you could burst from happiness at any moment. Your mother then looked up from her book. "What is that, dear?"

"It is nothing!" You responded quickly. Luckily, your mother did not push the issue further.

That night, you folded the note once more and placed it in the drawer of the nightstand beside your bed. As you attempted to fall asleep, all you could think of was that you could not wait to see Benedict again.

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