#happy valentine’s day babes 💕

[daintyytulip]

*calls cupid to ask where my valentine is*

[philhoffman]

[daycourtofficial]

A Valentine for You

Summary: Nyx learns about making valentines at school and convinces you to make one that accidentally ends up in Azriel’s hands

Author’s note: doesn’t this sound adorable any plot with Nyx is sure to be the cutest thing ever also this might just be the fluffiest thing I’ve ever written happy valentine’s day babes hope you all enjoyed my valentine’s fics 💕

Warnings: none, sentient house ships you with Azriel

Nyx came bounding down the stairs, yelling your name as he came in, his wings flapping as fast as his legs. He wasn’t quite large enough to support his weight, but he could get a little extra spring in his step as he ran.

He ran straight into your arms, launching himself into your torso. You laugh at the boy, his backpack comically large on his small frame.

“How was school, Nyxie?” You ask, carrying him into the kitchen. He wraps his arms around your neck as you start to grab the plate of cookies you had hidden earlier. The two of you start munching on cookies, and he gets the entire front of his shirt covered in cookie crumbs. You wipe them off, trying to clean him a bit.

“We learned about Valentine’s day.”

“And what did you learn about it?” You ask, pinching his cheeks.

He swats at your hands, “I don’t know it’s about love and stuff, but I made these cards for everyone.”

He wiggles out of your grasp, putting his bag in the ground to rummage through it. He pulls out a stack of cards, each one colorfully doodled and covered in varieties of glitter, bead, and macaroni noodle the world has never seen.

He shows you each card, going through the message he wrote for each person. You caught a glimpse of one that he snatched away and said, “no peeking! That’s for you!”

“And this one is for Uncle Cassian - I wrote ‘be better’ because he always tells me that.”

You stifle a laugh at the ominousness of receiving a valentine from a child that just tells you to be better, but he continues.

“And this is my one for - wait, where’s my card for uncle Az?”

He frantically searches through the pile, and then moves towards his bag to rifle through it again in hopes of finding it.

Tears start lining his eyes, concern that his favorite uncle will feel unloved on Valentine’s Day for not receiving a card from him.

“Hey, Nyx, how about we make one now, yeah?”

Nyx sniffles, but his wings perk back up, “yeah. Will you make one for him too? It’ll be extra special if he gets one from you!”

You stall, “I haven’t written one in a long time, Nyx. What do I do?”

“My teacher said you can put your feelings in it and your wish will come true! That’s why I asked auntie Nesta to fight with the Valkyries.”

Nyx has no idea of your minor crush on his uncle, how every look of his is burned into your soul. You also can’t deny his little request, so you decide to make one and just destroy it later in the evening. Your crush on him was getting embarassing, and you knew it wouldn’t lead anywhere.

You find yourself writing an incredibly heartfelt valentine, pouring all of your feelings onto the page. You even write Az’s name on the cover of the heart shaped paper. You’re ready to burn it in the fire and make a new one that just says “happy valentine’s day”, when Nyx spills his juice all over the table and on himself.

He starts gettjng upset, a little boy who hates being dirty, every inch his father in that regard, and you rush to pick him up and whisk him away to bathe him.

Unbeknownst to you, while you’re bathing Nyx (and he cries anyway about being wet), Azriel walks into the townhouse, finding the heart shaped paper on the table. Seeing that it’s addressed to him, he assumed it was from his nephew. He had been making valentines for everyone at school, and Azriel was curious if he would make one for his uncle. He knew the little boy was saving it for the holiday, but he couldn’t resist looking inside to see what the card says.

The card in front of him is leagues better than anything Nyx could make, not just in quality but in the content inside.

Hi Az,

Nyx explained to me how they make valentine’s cards in school and how you’re supposed to declare your love, so here I am, a girl in a valentine, wishing desperately you felt the same way about me. Maybe I should give up on this hope you’ll share my devotions.

But hey, I need to get it out, so here it is. I am hopelessly in love with you, will you be my valentine?

He scrutinizes the signature on the bottom, certain that one of his brothers forged it in an attempt for him to confront his feelings.

His heart is soaring at your words at the end, but it quickly fills with dread as he rereads and rereads your words.

“Maybe I should give up on my devotions”?

He can’t let you get over him, not when he’s been trying so hard for the past few months to just tell you how he feels, each time the words unable to come out. The past month every time the two of you had been alone, the words would creep onto his tongue, begging to be let out, but he would shove them down, deep where no one could hear them.

He tucks the card into his jacket, trudging up the stairs to begin plotting his response.

The bath with Nyx pushed the valentine from your mind, but the thought of the card invaded all of Azriel’s thoughts as he paced through his room that night, trying to plan out his next move.

-

Most of the holiday goes by uneventfully. You enjoy walking the street of Velaris, seeing the hustle and bustle of males and females alike trying to find a gift for their beau.

The streets are filled with flowers, money exchanging hands. Most customers leave with at least one bundle of flowers, one female leaving with as many bundles as she can carry.

Your mind races with thoughts of Azriel, wondering if he was doing anything this holiday. In recent years you can’t think of him having any plans, in fact the past three or four he had spent the holiday with you.

You wander home to the House of Wind, moving through the house to drop your market finds off in your bedroom. You come to your room, finding an envelope underneath a rose on your vanity. You walk over, smelling the rose and it smells both flowery and like cedar. The scents linger on the card as well, as you pull it out from the envelope.

You’re expecting a card from Nyx, because he refused to show you your card yesterday, but instead you find your name delicately written on the front of the card in Azriel’s tiny, near script.

You sit in a chair, opening the card to find the entire page full of words.

Dearest,

It’s the holiday of love. New love, old love, rekindled love. I have been trying for weeks on end to get the words out, but I find no excuses holding them back today.

I yearn for you. I yearn for our stolen moments in crowded rooms, I yearn for your gaze meeting mine, a conversation without words, just the colors of our eyes mixing.

My favorite day of the week is Sunday, because I pretend like I haven’t spent the whole week in anticipation of being next to you on the couch in the library. We spend the afternoon reading, discussing our books aloud. Eventually you settle more and more into your seat, your legs stretching across my lap.

I will pretend it is casual for me to place my hand on your calf, as if I am not calculating every movement so as not to scare you. My favorite Sundays are when you fall asleep while reading, because I know you feel safe enough with me to put all your faith into me that I will keep you safe while you slumber.

I know the worst parts of myself, the parts that so many would find difficult to put up with. And yet you have shown nothing but kindness to those parts.

My heart is yours, and if that means only getting glimpses of a life with you, I will cherish them for all time.

Eternally yours,

Azriel

You are awestruck at the words in front of you. You read the card several times, soaking in the cadence of his words, hearing the words in his deep voice.

Mor and Feyre had been trying for months to get you to say something, and a flicker of annoyance passes through you thinking about how vindicated they’d feel at this card.

You jump up, thinking why the hell am I sitting here when a male just confessed his undying love for me? He yearns for me, and you him. You fling open the door, only to find that someone, you assume Azriel, scattered a line of rose petals from your room down the hall.

You follow it, leading you in a trail directly to the library where you and Azriel have spent so many nights staying up, neither of you wanting to leave the other’s company.

You open the doors to find the room covered in flowers. Daisies on roses on lilies, their colors creating no matching scheme. Reds, blues, whites, purples fill your eyes until they land on hazel.

“Hi,” you tell him, all the bravado from the note he left leaving you as you stand in front of him.

“Hi,” he whispers, stepping towards you. Nerves coat that one word, and he clears his throat, willing his voice strong and steady. “Did you get my card?”

You smile, eyes lighting up, “um yes, yes I did. It was lovely, thank you.”

Your mind can’t think of anything else to say. He professed his love for you and all you can do is thank him? Your feet move forward on their own, but your mouth opens again.

“I never knew you were so talented with words.”

The two of you are drawing closer to each other, magnets coming together.

“You got to read my three hundredth draft, so I hope it was worth the read. I’ve never had to resort to such words before, never thought anyone deserved them.”

You breathe in, his scent invading your system. His words a clanging in your mind. “I-um, are these for me?”

You gesture to all the flowers filling the room, unable to linger on his words of devotion, and he chuckles, “yes, they are.”

You make eye contact once again, “they are beautiful, thank you.”

This is uncharted territory, unknown lands. You don’t know what to say, what he wants to hear.

“They reminded me of you.”

Your eyes peer into his, sincerity looking back at you in a midst of hazel and gold. You think of his words in the letter, his sign off eternally yours, and ask the question you’ve been wondering since you began reading the letter the first time.

“Did you mean it?”

You wring your hands in front of you, looking down in fear of seeing rejection in his eyes. You don’t notice him step closer until he’s taking your hands, holding them gently in his own.

“Every word. I have more words, but I thought those got my point across well enough. I was inspired, actually.”

One of his hands removes itself from yours, but his other hand quickly moves to hold both of your hands. He pulls a familiar red card from his jacket, and your cheeks turn the same shade as the card in mortification.

You start opening and closing your mouth like a fish, shock and confusion making words impossible.

“How did you- where did you-what-“ is all that’s able to come out before he’s chuckling and cutting you off.

“I found it on the table yesterday.”

You gasp, “I had to bathe Nyx and I forgot all about it!”

He places the card back into his jacket pocket, his eyes not leaving yours as he moves.

“Did you mean it?”

It’s his turn to be insecure, to be nervous. Vulnerability was not something the shadowsinger did lightly, and he knew your answer could destroy him.

“Every word. I have more, if you want them.”

Echoing his own words back to him, he smiles.

“I’ll take every word you give me as gospel,” he tells you, inching closer to you.

“Kiss me.”

He cups your face, your hands pressing against his chest. His lips gently brush your own, tentative, gentle. You put your hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. He responds immediately, moving his hands around your back to pull you into him.

You’re panting, your lungs wanting air but the rest of your body wanting him. The room is loud with the sounds of your lips connecting and reconnecting, breathy moans escaping from both of you.

You have no idea how long you’re swept up in kissing him until your brain begins working again, and a question comes to mind. You pull away from him, a groan leaving him as you do so. You only make it a few inches from his lips when you find the words.

“How did you get all of these in here without my noticing? Also what if I had come in here before my room?”

The whole time you were talking, his gaze is focused on your mouth, and he even moves forward slightly, as if the urge to kiss you was overwhelming him. Once you finish speaking he kisses your lips again before answering. “You almost caught me in the city, but I hid behind a massive bundle of sunflowers. And I may or may not have asked the house to lock the doors for you.”

To reiterate his point the house locked and unlocked the doors behind you.

“How’d you do the rose petals?”

“What rose petals?” He asks, the question breaking his eye contact with your mouth

“There were rose petals lining the hallway, telling me to come here.”

“I thought you knew to come here because of the letter.”

Confusion lines both of your faces until the house dumps a giant pile of rose petals onto the two of you.

You both laugh at the message the house was sending, and you laugh even further as Azriel begins kissing you and the house makes a big deal of locking the doors again.

You both laugh as you kiss him again, and he picks you up, laying you down on the bed of rose petals before lying on top of you.

“Who knew the house was such a romantic?”

[the-boy-meets-evil]

today of all days | vernon

(the lull of the new year never really comes for you, which is fine. it's better to be busy. this year, you're a little too busy planning something else to worry much about valentine's day. It's never been your favorite holiday anyway. but, could your boyfriend have forgotten in entirely?)

pairing: vernon x afab!reader genre: est. relationship, non-idol!au | smut, slight angst, fluff rating: explicit, minors DNI word count: ~4.6k warnings: mentions of food, there's a little angst, but it's mostly miscommunication, kissing, oral sex (m & f receiving), fingering, marking, unprotected sex (don't do this without talking about it), multiple orgasms, slight overstimulation, i think that's it

a/n: happy valentine's day to the always wonderful, absolutely amazing @wonwussy 💕 it's been so much fun to get to write this for you. i hope you enjoy it! this is part of @svthub's cupid for you valentine's exchange organized by my bby @wongyuseokie (who is very amazing and also made the banner & divider). happy valentine's (and carat day)!

There’s usually kind of a lull at the beginning of the new year. Like everyone decides that after the holidays, you’re due for a break. People try to work on their resolutions, businesses expect to see the drop off in their sales. Everything just feels more peaceful. It’s that calm before the storm when everything picks up again. 

Not for you, though. At least not this year. February brings Valentine’s Day and your boyfriend’s birthday. You don’t really care that much about the former. It’s nice to have someone to celebrate with, and you’re sure the two of you will do something, but it’s nothing crazy. As long as you have him and a quiet night in, you’re good. It’s the latter of the two things that’s keeping an otherwise peaceful time from being peaceful. 

Here’s the thing. Vernon isn’t one to make a big deal of his birthday, never has been. He feels similar to the way you feel about Valentine’s Day. He likes to do something to mark the passing of time, definitely enjoys the presents, but doesn’t feel the need for it to be some huge thing. It’s a little difficult, too, because he’s got another friend with the same birthday. For the years that they’ve been friends, they’ve always tried to work it around each other. Seokmin is a year older and feels a little more strongly about birthdays as something that should be celebrated. Somehow, that led to this year. A coordinated birthday for the two of them with all their friends there to celebrate the both of them. Two different cakes, two different contributions to the menu, and twice as many people to coordinate with. 

To say it’s been a bit of a headache is an understatement.

You love Vernon. He’s been your person for over two years and you wouldn’t trade him for the world. You also love to plan things for other people as a way to show them how much you care. This has just been a bigger undertaking than you imagined. Especially when you have to keep the party under wraps. Vernon knows you’re doing something with a group of friends. He thinks it’s only a small group. But, he’ll appreciate it all the same. Just like he seems to appreciate everything that you do. 

“Babe,” Vernon calls from the living room. He’s in the middle of gaming with Wonwoo, connected by their headsets.

“Yeah?” you answer.

“Wonwoo says that I’m gonna get in trouble for not planning some big thing for Valentine’s,” Vernon tells you.

You can hear the protests from Vernon even through the headset, which makes you chuckle. “As long as we get to cook something together and have a night in, I’m good.” 

“See?” Vernon says triumphantly. There’s a pause where Wonwoo must be asking something. “Oh, yeah, I’m definitely getting a gift.” 

“What?” you ask with clear surprise. Gifts were not part of the plan for this year.

“It’s nothing big, but I’ve got the perfect idea,” Vernon says with a familiar look of mischief. 

“Oh no, no you are not,” you counter. He bursts out in a cackle. “Vernon, you are not getting strawberry flavored condoms for Valentine’s Day. We don’t even use condoms.” 

The laugh through Vernon’s headset is just as loud. You would probably be embarrassed if it was anyone else, but Wonwoo has been in both of your lives long enough that most barriers have been erased. 

“No, don’t worry, that wasn’t actually it. I have a plan,” Vernon says and you watch him suspiciously. “Promise!”

You decide to let it lie for the time being. At least partly, because you don’t want to keep standing there while he’s playing video games. Partly because you knew it meant he would be distracted enough that you could sneak off to the bedroom to make a call about the party. 

Jeonghan had not been your first choice for a party planning committee because sometimes it’s hard to get an actual thought out of him. You’re not always sure what he’s thinking. But, he’s Seokmin’s best friend and one of the best schemers you know. Thankfully, these days he really only uses his talents for good. Well, it would be thankfully if you didn’t harbor a grudge over a prank he played when you first met. 

Miraculously, Jeonghan is also free and willing to do some final planning. It’s that stage where the final group of friends get clued in. Some friends, who shall remain nameless, had to find out much closer to the day. They just couldn’t be trusted to keep the secret. You’re actually impressed that you’ve managed to keep it from Vernon and Seokmin. You confirm that Vernon doesn’t know. He would have absolutely told you. Jeonghan also confirms that Seokmin doesn’t know because he can’t keep a secret either. 

When you wander back out into the living room, Vernon is still very engrossed in his game. You kiss the top of his head, watch the small smile with his eyes trained on the screen, and plop down at the other end of the couch. You prop your computer on your lap and reach for your headphones when Vernon turns to you between matches.

“Wanna order in for dinner?” he asks and you smile.

“Oh from that place around the corner?” you suggest. Vernon rolls his eyes without any real annoyance. It’s your favorite place.

“Whatever you want, babe,” he says and turns back to the game.

It’s easy, not only because you like it, but also since you know what he orders there. He’s kind of a creature of habit. Maybe you are too, since you always want to order from the same place. It’ll give you a chance to watch a few things while waiting as well as giving Vernon the chance to keep playing with Wonwoo. The gaming is always seamless for them after years of working together. 

When the food arrives, Vernon finishes his last game so that he can eat with you. It’s one of the things you love about him. He’s so thoughtful with things like that. When you first moved in with him, you were a little worried. You had never lived with a partner and weren’t sure how to navigate it. As it turns out, with the right person, it’s pretty easy. You leave each other to do your own things and then come together after.

“You’re sure you’re okay with a quiet Valentine’s Day?” he asks when you curl into him after dinner.

“It’s a little late if I’m not considering it’s in two days,” you say with a light laugh.

“I’m being serious,” he says. 

“I’m good, Vernon. I’ve got you and we’re going to make something together,” you say.

“I promise not to burn down the kitchen,” he assures you.

“You’ve been getting a lot better,” you say. “Plus, we also have dinner this weekend for your birthday.” 

“We don’t really have to do anything crazy for my birthday, you know. It’s so close to Valentine’s Day and…” Vernon trails off before you press a kiss to his lips.

“I love to celebrate your birthday. It’s another year of you and everyone should be thankful for that,” you say. 

Valentine’s morning comes bright and early. Sun streams through the cracks in your shades. Not quite enough to wake you up, but enough for you to know that it’s morning. You smile and stretch out, thinking it’s probably earlier than you need to be up. As you’re considering waking Vernon up to celebrate the day when you register an emptiness.

You’re the only one in the bed. 

You open your eyes and confirm what you already knew. Vernon isn’t in bed with you. The door to the bathroom is open and the light is off, so he’s not in there either. Although you prefer to lay in bed to wake up, curiosity gets the better of you and propels you out of bed to the living room. The entire apartment is quiet, still. Well, still apart from your cat that’s weaving between your legs. He doesn’t seem hungry, so you think he’s just wondering what you’re doing. It’s odd that he would have left the apartment so early in the morning. 

Padding back to the bedroom, you find your phone on the nightstand, plugged in like it always is. When you unlock it, you have a myriad of messages and notifications. Conspicuously absent, though, is a message from your boyfriend. There’s nothing to tell you where he is or went or could be. Which is odd, yes, but mostly it just makes you a little irritated. Sure, you don’t ever want to make a big deal out of Valentine’s Day. It’s plenty to spend the day with someone you love that loves you back. 

Vernon can be a little spacy at times. It’s not his best quality, but it’s also impossibly endearing. Maybe it’s because you know how much he’s thinking about when he’s got that look like he’s never had a thought in his life. It also makes him really chill, which matches you well. He doesn’t always have to be going or doing something. But, he’ll just as happily go out and be your shield because he’s much more of a people person than you are. 

All this to say, there’s part of you that wonders if the holiday just slipped his mind. It’s not like it’s a big deal, you said as much to him. But, you still expect something. Even if it’s just to know where he is so early in the morning. You hate that you wonder if he forgot because you trust Vernon with your life. He can get distracted sometimes. One time, he got so caught up in a project that he entirely forgot dinner plans with his friends. 

The mature thing to do would be to send him a text and ask where he is or even to wish him a happy Valentine’s Day. You’re not feeling especially mature, though. And you feel very justified in that annoyance because he’s the one that left early. He should be the one to let you know where he is. It should not be on you.

Trying to push the thoughts of Vernon out of your mind, you get ready for the day. Opt to leave earlier so you can buy yourself something to eat and some coffee on the way. By the time you reach work, you’re even more irritated rather than calmer. Every radio station was playing love songs that fit the genre. Every host seems to want to know what people’s plans are for the day. The coffee shop by your office was decorated in red, white, and pink hearts with all sorts of specials for the day. When you head into the office, it only gets worse. People have flowers on their desks, are exchanging happy wishes, talking about how they can’t wait to get out of work for their plans. Some people are spending it with partners, others are spending it with friends. Either way, everyone seems to have plans that are better than whatever will be waiting when you get home. Why did Vernon have to pick today of all days to be forgetful? 

Your work best friend stops by your desk with the typical cup of coffee mid morning and stops in his tracks when he senses your mood.

“What’s wrong with your face?” Minho asks. 

“Wow, hello to you too,” you respond when you take the coffee from him.

“You seem like you’re in a bad mood,” he says. 

“Maybe I am,” you answer. 

“But, it’s Valentine’s Day and you have, like, the most perfect boyfriend. What’s there to be mad about?” he asks. 

“Can’t be the most perfect boyfriend if he was gone before I woke up and didn’t even text me to say anything,” you say with all the irritation you feel.

That catches Minho’s attention. “I’m sorry, what?” 

“I woke up and the bed was empty. No note. No text. Just empty,” you say. 

“And you haven’t heard from him?” Minho presses.

“No,” you say, only to be distracted by your phone lighting up.

“Looks like a message from him,” he observes.

You quickly glance at your phone, hating how eager you feel just to hear something from him. It’s disappointing, though.

Vernon: sorry that i wasn’t there when you woke up, i had a last minute errand Vernon: when do you think you’ll be home from work? 

Instead of telling Minho what happened, you just hand your phone over to him. His grimace says all you need to know. It’s not an overreaction. 

“That’s…all he’s said to you today?” he asks.

“You can scroll to see,” you say because he still has your phone.

“No thanks,” Minho says with a laugh. “I don’t wanna accidentally see something.”

“It was one time,” you say, snatching your phone back with an eye roll. 

“And I’m still scarred,” he says. “What are you going to say back?”

“Nothing,” you say.

“But…” he starts.

“No, I’m not saying anything. I know I’m chill about this holiday, but to not even say anything? And what errand does he have to do at 7 in the morning?” you ask, more irritated that you had been.

“If you want to hold onto a grudge, who am I to stop you?” he asks when he stands. “Let me know if he manages to get out of the dog house.” 

With that comment, he’s off to his own desk. It usually goes something like this every day anyway. Minho shows up with coffee for you, looking to see what you have to say. Even though he’s the one that has the best gossip. Sometimes, he just wants someone to share it with. It’s a nice reprieve from your irritation. One that he repeats in the afternoon, which is a break from the norm. Unfortunately, the irritation that settles in his wake is worse than before he stops by. 

You consider staying at work late when the end of the day comes. It’s not like you’re in a rush to head home. There’s also a part of you that wants to punish Vernon for forgetting a holiday that you don’t even care that much about. (Okay, maybe you care, but that’s the whole point of having someone you love that also loves you to spend it with.) Staying late by yourself feels even worse when nobody else from the office is. Everyone seems to be out the door as soon as the day ends. And, despite not answering any of Vernon’s messages, you know he’s home. At least it’ll give you the chance to figure out how to approach this.

The drive home gives you a chance to run through all sorts of conversations in your head. You’re still stewing, a bit, because you’re upset at how the day went. But, you’re also preparing yourself to have a potentially difficult conversation with Vernon. Of course, he’ll be receptive to your feelings. He always is. It’s more that you’re frustrated it happened in the first place and don’t want your feelings to seem invalid. 

All of that goes out the window the second you step into your apartment. The lights are low, so it takes your eyes a second to adjust. When they do, however, you see that Vernon has transformed your living room into a scene from your favorite video game. It’s like stepping into another world. Every little detail is so carefully thought out that you can’t even appreciate it all in one look. Your feet carry you forward to examine the small things. The ones that very obviously took extra effort. You’re so busy appreciating it all that you don’t even notice Vernon coming in from the kitchen.

“I know we said no presents, but I wanted to do this anyway. Happy Valentine’s Day,” he says, pulling you out of your head.

“How did you…” you ask, unable to even finish the question.

“I found someone who had this whole set for their ex and wanted to get rid of it. He was practically giving it away, but I had to go pick it up like 2 hours away,” he says.

You look around and can tell the level of care that went into creating this. “That’s why you were gone when I woke up?” 

“Yeah, I left you notes on breakfast in the fridge and coffee in the microwave, but I guess you didn’t see those,” he says. 

“I’m so sorry,” you say and don’t even realize that tears started to fall until Vernon’s pulling you into his arms.

“It’s fine, what are you sorry for?” he asks, holding you tightly.

“I spent the whole day thinking you forgot Valentine’s Day and being mad. That’s why I didn’t answer your texts,” you say.

“I just figured it was a busy day and you were excited to get home,” Vernon says.

“I’m so sorry,” you repeat.

He pulls back so that he can look down at you. Wipes the tears gently away from under your eyes. “It’s fine, babe. I’m not upset at you when I can be forgetful.” 

Nobody has ever done something like this for you. You can’t imagine how long it took to transform the living room this way. There aren’t any words you can think of to express how much it all means to you, so you just press your lips against his. Throw your hands around his neck to keep him close to you. He’s surprised, at least for a second, before he pulls you in tighter against him and kisses you back. It’s not the time to talk, at least not right now. How could you have thought this man would ever forget? 

“Can I show you what I was thinking about before I realized you were already gone this morning?” you ask when you break the kiss.

“Should I be concerned?” he asks.

“Just trust me,” you say and pull him into the bedroom with you. 

Any hesitations that he may have had disappear when you resume kissing him. Your fingers nimbly undo his pants so that you can slide them down his legs. The clothes come flying off in a flurry from there, far quicker than usual for the two of you. There’s just an urgency given the way the day went. Neither of you seems to want to let your lips leave the other. As Vernon kisses down your neck, you take the opportunity to push him back onto the bed.

It’s the first time you take a second and you appreciate how beautiful he is laying on the bed. The lean lines of his muscle, his eyes hungry as they drink your body in, the way his cock rests heavily on his stomach. You need to do something, though. You nudge his legs apart as you settle yourself onto the bed between them. 

“You don’t have to…” he starts and you’re quick to cut him off.

“I want to,” you insist. 

And you do. You take his cock into your hand and lick a stripe up it. It’s not enough, though, so you spit into your hand so you can run it along his length. He shudders under your touch. Once you wrap your lips around his tip, you pull a groan out of him. For just a second, his eyes close and his head lolls back on the pillow. It’s so pretty to watch him from this angle. To know that this man, usually so relaxed and chill, is so wound up under your power. It’s not long before he’s watching you, though. Letting out a stream of praise for how good you look with his cock in your mouth. How it turns him on, how you know just how to use your tongue. You hollow out your cheeks and it’s more than he can take.

Vernon pulls you up so that he can kiss you, so hard that you lose your breath. You’re a little off balance, which makes it easier for him to flip your positions. Now he’s the one between your legs. That same fervor is back when he spreads your lips so he can lick up your entrance. He’s always been insanely good with his mouth. It’s actually unfair. When his thumb circles your clit, you see stars for a second and arch your back into his mouth. All you can do is watch as he works his tongue in and out of your cunt. The thumb on your clit is bordering on too much sensation. Makes it hard for you to watch him even though you love the sight of him between your legs. 

“Fuck, Vernon, I need more,” you whine. 

“I should make you draw it out,” he says, still so close to your pussy that you can feel his breath.

“Please, Vernon, please,” you beg. You know it’ll make him cave.

“Since you asked so nicely,” he answers.

He runs his fingers through your folds before sliding one into your pussy. The moment his mouth finds your clit, he inserts a second finger and pumps into you at a punishing pace. It’s everything you can do not to squirm under his efforts. As it is, the words coming out of your mouth are entirely incoherent. What you want to say is that he’s a god with both his mouth and his fingers. That he knows just how to fit you where you need him most. That nobody has ever felt as good as him.

What you manage to yell out: “Oh my fucking god, I’m gonna come.” 

Vernon hums against your clit and it’s all too much. Your release is nearly instant. You don’t even notice how he guides you through your high or that he doesn’t remove his fingers until your body stops shaking. Miss the way he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before kissing you. Not that you would mind. His lips wander down your neck to your chest, kissing all the way. He loves your breasts, loves the soft skin there. Loves to nip and watch the way you react. Most of all, he loves to leave marks there. Even if you won’t let him mark you where other people can see (at least, not often), you’ll always let him mark up your chest. He roughly sucks a mark into your sensitive skin and you squirm. 

Any other time, you would let him enjoy it. Let him take his time. Not today. You need to feel him. Need to have that connection with him. He seems to realize it too.

“Roll over on your side,” he directs. 

You hasten to do exactly what he asks. He slides right in behind you and you bring your leg forward a little so that it’ll be easier on him. One of his arms slides under your neck. The other lines his cock up at your entrance. He presses lightly, at least at first, giving you time before he’s fully inside you. No matter how many times you and Vernon fuck, you’ll never be fully prepared for the way he feels. It’s the most perfect type of full. Just enough of a stretch without it being overwhelming. 

It’s only a second before he starts moving, with his hand on your stomach. Not too fast. Just enough to give you the relief that you need. Not enough that it’s going to push you over the edge again. You’re still sensitive, though. The connectedness of your bodies is exactly what you need. It’s intimate in all the ways that you couldn’t tell him that you needed. But, he knows. Of course, he knows. This man knows you better than anyone else, a fact clear in how he thrusts into you.

Vernon’s free hand moves from your stomach up to your breast. He rolls your nipple between his fingers and you groan out. That’s the other best part about your relationship with Vernon. There isn’t a need for constant communication during sex. He knows what you like and you know what he likes. He knows how to interrupt your moans and your pleas. Knows when to pick up the pace. 

It’s entirely too soon when you feel your second orgasm coming on. “I’m close, oh my god.” 

“I know, baby, just come for me,” Vernon urges as he continues to thrust hard into you.

Despite that, you try to hold out because you know that he’s not there yet, can feel it in the way he fucks into you. It’s a losing battle, though, and you end up coming even harder than the first time. Vernon fucks through your high before slowing down to give you a minute to breath. Always so considerate of what you need.

“It’s okay, keep going,” you urge.

He doesn’t have to ask if you’re sure, he can feel it in the way you clench around him. Makes him groan as he moves again. You’re still a little out of it from the two orgasms, so it doesn’t register just how sensitive you are. You tilt your head so that you can kiss him. Catch all his groans with your lips. Partly since you know how much the intimacy of it all means to him. Know that it’ll send him over the edge. 

A minute later it does just that. Even though you feel spent, he manages to pull a third orgasm out of you with his own. There’s a moment when you’re both catching your breath that neither of you move or even say anything. It gives you a moment to remember just how much you love him. Vernon slides out of you carefully and you roll over so that you can face him.

“I love you,” he says with a soft smile, fingers gently moving a few strands of hair away from your face.

“I love you, too,” you say. 

“Do we have to get up right now?” he asks.

You shake your head and let him pull you into his body. His arms feel strong and safe around you. Like home, which is what he’s always been for you. From entirely too early into the relationship. A feeling that’s only grown in the time you’ve been together.

“I’m sorry,” you say again. 

“You don’t need to be, “ Vernon assures you. “I’m forgetful sometimes and you’ve been busy lately. I figured this was a good way to say thank you for everything you do.”

“What? The sex?” you joke. 

He huffs into your hair. “I take it all back.”

You pull back to look at him. “It was perfect. Almost as perfect as you.” 

A light blush creeps up. “I don’t know about that.” 

“I do,” you whisper into his skin when you cuddle back against his chest.

“We still have to cook dinner,” he says.

“Let’s just order something. I don’t want to move from this spot right now,” you say.

“We can stay as long as you want,” he says.

Forever, you think. That’s how long you want to stay with him. It’s never felt more real than it does right now. You think, by the way he holds you, that maybe he wants to be with you forever too. It may have gotten out to a rocky start, but it ends up being the most perfect Valentine’s Day of your life. 

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

WE NEED A ETHAN X READER VALENTINES DAY FLUFF like Ethan delivers flowers to reader and it’s super cute and then she surprises him with something and she texts the girls of the friend group and they hangout and talk about ethan. Then maybe Ethan and reader go out to dinner and he proposes to her? It would just be super cute

Okay, I know there's only an hour left on the east coast for Valentine's Day, but FUCK i was so determined to get this done. I hope you like it:)

Perfectly Perfect - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This one is SUPER CUTE AND FLUFFY.

Part 2

Summary: Your boyfriend planned the best Valentine's Day ever.

Contains: Fluff, the occasional f-bomb.

A/N: I didn't think I was going to finish this, but I surprisingly got it done! Happy Valentine's Day, and if you don't have one, I volunteer as tribute. 💕

When you heard a knock on the door as you were snuggled up in your comforter, you didn’t want to answer it. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was only 7am. You put on your robe and walked to the front door of your apartment. You looked out the peephole to see your boyfriend standing there.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, as you opened the door.

“I have major bed head and I’m in a robe, I’m sure I look super hot right now,” you joked, noticing he was holding something behind his back. “What do you have?”

You tried to reach around him, but he backed away.

“I’ll give this to you if you admit you’re beautiful,” he smirked, as you rolled your eyes.

“Fine, I’m beautiful.”

“Thank you,” he said, pulling the bouquet of roses out from behind his back. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Aww babe, they’re perfect,” you smiled, pulling him into a hug. “Wait! I have something for you, too!”

You ran away from him to go upstairs and grab the gift you had for him. When you came back, you still had the roses in your hand but a box in the other.

“What did you do?” he asked as you handed him the box. He opened it to see the very expensive watch he’d been looking at for months. “Baby, this is too much.”

“You’ve been working so hard. I know you’re probably on your way to work right now…but you mean a lot to me,” you said, as he leaned down to kiss you.

“This is perfect, babe. Thank you,” he said, “But you’re right, I’m about to be late if I don’t leave right now. We’re still on for dinner, right?”

“Of course,” you said, leaning in the doorway.

“I love you,” he said, kissing you again before turning to walk away.

“I love you, too.”

You smiled as you closed the door, sliding down it, absolutely swooning over how sweet Ethan is. You smelled the roses, a silly smile on your face as you stood back up.

You searched for the right vase for it, dying to take a picture to send your friends.

As you sent the photo to the Tara and Mindy group chat, they were so excited for you.

Tara: Since you’re already up, you should shower and come over. I want to do your nails and everything before your date tonight.

You: That date is like, 12 hours away.

Tara: Don’t care. Hurry up.

You: Doesn’t Chad want to spend some time with you?

Tara: He’s going to work soon, but we’re going out after you leave for your date tonight.

You: Okay, see you soon.

You had a regular Monday through Friday job like Ethan, but he begged you to request the day off when you were both home for Christmas. He was hoping he’d get it off, too, but with a major work project being due at the end of the week, he knew there was no way. That’s when he asked Tara to take the day off. He had big plans, and he wanted her to help you get ready for them.

After you showered, you searched your room for something to wear to Tara’s, then the outfit for dinner later in the night. You gasped when you opened the closet, seeing a beautiful dress hanging up.

“How did he get this in here?” you asked yourself, pulling it out and seeing a note attached to it.

‘I wanted you to have something special to wear tonight. I was really hoping you wouldn’t check your closet…I might’ve broken into your apartment yesterday. I love you -E’

You laughed as you read the note. He knew you rarely checked your closet after a long day of work and just pulled a comfy pair of pajamas out of the dresser up against the wall in your room.

You took a picture of the dress and sent it to Tara.

You: What’s up with this?

Tara: Your boyfriend is taking you somewhere nice tonight. Don’t question it.

Tara: Why aren’t you here yet?

You: Getting dressed, be there soon

You decided on some leggings and a sweater, the temperature in February not being exactly the warmest in New York. You still couldn’t believe this was where you all decided to stay after graduating, but there’s so much to do, and you were all able to get decent jobs.

When you pulled up to Tara’s, you struggled to carry the dress, your purse, and the iced coffee you stopped to get on the way. She flung the door open, “This one’s for you,” you said, handing her one of the drinks.

“Are you crazy? What if you would’ve spilt this on the dress?!” She took the dress as well, making you huff.

“Sorry, I’m exhausted. I was planning on sleeping in today, so I binged a new show last night.”

“The coffee should wake you up, let’s go.”

“Seriously, it’s hours away,” you sighed, walking into the living room. “Jesus, are you doing my nails, or giving me a whole fucking makeover?”

You saw the stuff for nails, but you also saw stuff for hair, and so much makeup.

“I wanted us to have options. That’s why I needed you here so early,” she said, hanging the dress up on the opened closet door in the hallway. “So, Romeo showed up with roses for you this morning?” she asked as you flopped onto the couch.

“Yeah, he’s the best,” you smiled, the thought of Ethan making you instantly happy.

You heard the doorbell ring, as Tara went to answer it.

“Awh,” she said, taking flowers from the delivery guy. “Thank you!”

“Those are gorgeous!” you said from your spot on the couch as Tara stood there beaming.

“He just might get laid tonight,” she smirked, sitting the vase down on the counter. “Let’s do your nails!”

You sat there as she pushed your cuticles back and buffed your nails. “Which color do you think will look better with the dress?” she asked, handing you a store bag full of nail polish.

“Why did you buy so many?” you asked, pulling the bottles out and glancing over to the dress.

“Hey, I didn’t. This was all Ethan,” she said, as she continued to work. “He really loves you, ya know?”

“I don’t know how I got so lucky. We’ve been together for almost four years though. At this point, I think I’ll be his girlfriend forever,” you groaned, as Tara held in a laugh for how oblivious you were being.

“Hey, give him time. I know he’ll put a ring on that finger one day,” she said, before looking at the colors. “I think this one looks the best, what do you think?”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking, too.”

After Tara finished your nails, Mindy and Anika showed up.

“Hey,” Anika said, pulling you into a hug.

“Hey, guys,” you smiled, happy to see them. “What are you two love birds doing for Valentine’s Day?”

“Well, we were thinking about matching piercings because tattoos are too cliché,” Mindy said, looking over to her girlfriend, “But our appointment isn’t for a few hours, so we wanted to stop by.”

“This is gorgeous!” Anika said, looking at the dress. “That boyfriend of yours has really gone all out today.”

“Yeah, I told him he didn’t have to go crazy with it. If I get to spend time with him, that’s all that matters.”

“That’s why he loves you so much. You don’t expect the world out of him, but he still wants to give it to you,” Tara said, pulling out her phone to order food. “What do you guys want to eat?”

You all decided on a local sandwich shop, not wanting to eat anything too crazy. The last thing you wanted was to feel more sluggish. As you sat at the table with your friends eating, you started to discuss your jobs, and how amazing it was that everyone stayed with their college sweetheart. Chad and Tara broke up once for a few weeks during junior year, but they missed each other too much. They’ve been going strong ever since.

“What time will Ethan get here?” Mindy asked, looking down at her phone.

“I think he said the reservation was for seven, but he’d pick me up from here at six.”

“We need to go to our appointment, but we’ll be back later,” Anika said, standing up.

“You guys should spend time with each other, you don’t have to help me get ready for this crazy dinner that Ethan’s probably going to spend way too much money on,” you said, as Mindy rolled her eyes.

“We have a date later tonight, and we’re leaving now to go do something together. We’ll be back.”

After they left, you checked your phone to see that it was almost two.

“I’m going to shower really quick, then we’ll do your makeup and hair,” Tara said, tossing you the tv remote.

“Seriously, take your time. I feel like you’re freaking out over nothing.”

When Tara made it upstairs, she pulled out her phone to see a text from Ethan.

Ethan: She doesn’t suspect anything, does she?

Tara: No, she has no idea.

Ethan: Perfect. I’m getting off a little early to pick up my suit and get everything ready. I need to run by the restaurant too, but I’ll be there by 6.

Tara: See you then

Tara was only gone for fifteen minutes before she joined you in the living room again.

“What are you watching?” she asked, sitting beside you.

“I don’t know, some cheesy dating show. That one wants to be with that one but she’s still in love with her ex,” you said, explaining what was going on.

“Sounds complicated,” she said, getting invested.

An hour had gone by before Tara jumped up. “Fuck, we still have stuff to do!”

The time it took for her to do your hair and makeup took almost two hours, because you were both still watching the show. She quickly hurried to do hers to get ready for her own date with Chad.

“Where are you two going tonight?” you asked, as she shrugged.

“Somewhere nice. That’s all I know.”

She was lying, thinking about Ethan’s plan. She knew exactly where she was going, and that she was probably going to be crying at the end of the night. She made a mental note to use the waterproof mascara that she used on you.

It was almost time for you to leave, so she helped you into the dress Ethan got for you. “You look beautiful!” she squealed, as you did a little spin for her.

“Yeah, he’s got good taste,” you smiled, before looking at her still in sweatpants. “What are you wearing tonight for your date?”

“Oh, it’s in the closet. I’ll change after Ethan gets here,” she said, when you heard a knock on the door.

Mindy and Anika walked in, showing off the matching rook piercings in their ears. They also had their hair and makeup done as well, but they were in normal clothes.

“I feel so overdressed,” you sighed, as Mindy smirked at Tara.

“Our outfits are in the car,” Anika said, when you heard another knock on the door.

Tara ran over to it, flinging the door open. Your heart pounded as you saw Ethan standing there in a suit that fit him very well.

“Wow,” was all he could say when he walked in and saw you. You ran up to him and hugged him.

“You look so handsome, babe.”

“I wish I could kiss you right now, but I don’t want to mess up the makeup,” he said, before Tara started to speak.

“It’s smudge-proof and long lasting, you can kiss her.”

He wasted no time, leaning down to place his lips on yours.

“You look beautiful,” he said, taking your hand in his. “We better go, I don’t want us to miss our reservation.”

“Bye, guys,” you said, waving.

They said their goodbyes as you walked towards the car. Ethan opened the door for you and shut it after you got inside. You heard a car pull up behind you, and noticed Ethan ran up to the driver’s side door.

“Fuck, Chad. I thought you weren’t going to make it in time,” Ethan said, taking the ring box from him.

“Sorry, dude. We’ll be there soon.”

Ethan slid the box in his pocket before jumping in the driver’s seat. You looked over to his hands on the wheel, noticing him wearing the watch.

“Aww, you’re wearing it,” you said, as he smiled.

“Oh, this? My best friend got it for me,” he said, focusing on driving.

When you made it to the restaurant, he gave the hostess his last name.

“Oh, the private room, right this way,” he said, leading you and Ethan through the restaurant. “We already have champagne for you, and we’re going to bring out water soon. No rush to order, take your time.”

You took in your surroundings, noticing an extra table in the otherwise ‘Private’ area, as the host called it.

“Ethan, baby, you didn’t have to do all this,” you said, feeling a little guilty that he’s probably spent a lot on the night.

“Tonight is special. Don’t feel bad,” he said, taking a sip of the champagne. “You should try yours, it’s so good.”

As the two of you sat and talked as you waited for your food, you saw people in your peripheral vision sit down at the table on the other side of the room. Ethan’s eyes stayed on you, though, because you were so invested in the conversation you were having. He didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that your friends were less than ten feet away.

After you finished eating, you saw Ethan glance over to the other table. Your eyes went wide as you looked over to see your friends, getting up to walk to the table.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, “You guys all look so nice.”

“This was all a part of Ethan’s plan,” Chad said, as you looked confused.

“Yeah, I think you should turn around,” Tara said, a huge smile on her face as a single tear slipped out.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you saw Ethan down on one knee holding a ring box in his hand. Your hands covered your mouth as your eyes started to water.

“Baby, you mean the world to me. I have no doubt in my mind that you’re the one I’m meant to spend my life with. You made every bad day good, and every good day even better. I love you so much, will you marry me?” he asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.

“Yes!” you said, stepping closer to him. He stood up to hold you in his arms as you both cried.

“Oh shit, I almost forgot,” he said, pulling the ring out of the box and sliding it onto your finger.

His hands went to your waist as he kissed you, as your hands were on his cheeks. Your friends were cheering in the background, all so excited for the two of you.

“Wait,” you said, pulling away and turning back to the other table. “You knew the whole time he was going to do this?!”

“I don’t know how you didn’t pick up on it,” Tara laughed, “But I’m happy I was able to help you get ready for today. And we’re all so happy we could be here tonight.”

“I wouldn’t want this to be any other way,” you said, hugging her. “Thank you.”

Chad high-fived Ethan, congratulating him as everyone talked amongst themselves.

“Hey babe?” Ethan asked, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m sorry I made you wait so long. I knew I wanted to marry you after the first year.”

“It’s okay, I wouldn’t want this any other way,” you smiled, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

[zesaladz]

Resident Evil Babes

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!!!!! i love ALL YALLLLLLLLL i’m sorry i’ve been inactive SO HAVE SOME LEON AND CARLOS :Pc

close ups and memes below the cut 🥰🥰💕

big boobs?????? 😧

[eulalielatibule]

Valentine Canine

Word Count: 1.2 k

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Summary: Ransom gets you a puppy for Valentine's Day.

Warnings: Fluff, smut (fingering, touching over clothes, interrupted O.) Cursing, dogs, mentions of shelter.

A/N: This is a repost from my old account, @/hevans-angel. Part of my AU that I'm naming "...And they were Roommates." The first part was Pine-ing For You, enjoy this new part! Happy Valentine's Day!

This was a bad idea.

This was a really, really fucking bad idea.

Ransom scowled as he looked through the windows at the overly excited puppies romping around. It was the day before Valentine’s Day and you not-so-subtly hinted that you wanted a puppy. You had been begging your boyfriend for a puppy since new years.

“We're a family now, Ran, we need a puppy to complete the picture,” you’d say, dramatically. To which he always said no to. All animals- according to Ransom- were messy and gross; the smells, hair, drool, the sounds they made. Sure, he had wanted a puppy when he was a kid, but his mother never let him- which was hypocritical considering she had no problem with Harlan’s dogs. Some may say that his dislike of animals stemmed from that.

He would just say to eat shit.

Despite all that, Ransom loved you; he loved you a lot. Ever since Christmas the two of you had grown closer than ever. So if him putting up with some pest was going to make you happy, that’s what he would do.

As he continued to search for the right puppy for his girl, he spotted a beagle at the top of a doggy pile, acting like the queen to her throne. Suddenly he was thrust back to when he was a kid, curled up on the couch at his grandad’s house and watching Charlie Brown on the TV. The Peanuts were a classic, and it was something that little Ransom loved indulging in; the humor, the simplicity, the comfort. Plus it was something that he and Harlan bonded over, and anything that got him attention from his grandad was very special.

He needed no time to think before he pointed to the puppy and said,

“That one. Give me that one.”

💕🐶💕

“Ransom, I’m home!” You called as you came through the door, arms full with grocery bags. You were planning on cooking a romantic dinner for you two, not feeling up to going out for a fancy dinner. There were also some more fun things, namely a little red lingerie piece you had found at one of the many boutiques that were in Boston.

Thud!

You stopped putting away the groceries to see what had made the loud sound. Through the glass door to the backyard you saw a flustered Ransom. He looked to be busy with something; you couldn't tell what it was, however.

"Babe, what are you doing?" You inquired through the now open door. Your boyfriend's back was facing you, and he was hunched over and holding onto whatever it was that was bothering him. "Do you need help?" You started to step outside but he quickly stopped you. 

"No!" He protested, back still towards you but his head was turned in your direction. "No, just go back inside, I've got this." He sounded agitated, which was usual for Ransom, but you were still curious as to what was going on. Deciding to let it go, you simply roll your eyes.

"Okay, Grumpy Pants, come back inside when you're done." You said before going back inside and finishing putting everything away.

Somehow, Ransom was able to get the hyper puppy into a little cage he bought today. He also bought her a collar and leash, a few toys (nothing that made any noise though,) and food and bowls. He set her up a place in the garage, and he planned on surprising you with her in the morning at breakfast.

Admittedly, he was starting to like the puppy. He had decided to name her Peanut- an ode to her origins (and disgustingly cute.) It suited her, though, and he had a feeling you'd like it as well.

After saying goodnight to Peanut, he went up to his and your room. You were already in bed, in your pajamas and watching a show on the flat screen in front of you. He stripped himself of his clothes, leaving on just his briefs, before climbing in next to you. He turned the TV off and pulled you close against him. You giggled and kissed him softly, one of your hands playing with his fluffy hair.

"Mm… Hi, love." You whispered, nuzzling your nose against his cheek. You felt one of Ransom's hands wander down your back and grab your butt. He ground his hips against you, causing you to feel how hard his dick was for you. 

"Hi," he whispered back, his lips caressing your neck. His tongue poked out as he kissed and sucked the delicate skin and his hand found its way into your pajama shorts, rubbing your clit over your panties. You moaned and rocked against his hand. Just as things were heating up, you heard a bark. Judging from the way Ransom went stiff, he heard it too.

“What was that?” You asked, barely being able to turn around before Ransom plunged two of his thick fingers into you, causing you to gasp. He rubbed the pads of his fingers against your walls, kissing up your neck and stopping at your ear.

“Ignore it. Probably just the neighbors.” He thrust his fingers faster, easily finding the sweet spot that made you make all sorts of pretty sounds for him. You clung to Ransom, approaching your orgasm fast- until another bark came. This time it was closer, and you were able to hear the sound of nails tapping against the hardwood floor. You pushed his hand away and sat up all while Ransom huffed.

“No, that wasn’t the neighbor’s dog. It’s coming from inside the house.” Just then, the bedroom door (which Ransom was now cursing himself for not shutting it completely,) opened and the culprit in question came running in.

“A puppy!” You squealed, practically flying out from under the covers to pick the precious pooch up. She covered your face in kisses, her body wiggling around in excitement. “You got me a puppy?” Ransom, looking tired and quite honestly done with life, sighed and nodded.

“Yeah. I was going to give it to you tomorrow but I guess the little shit got out of her cage.”

“Hey! Don’t call her that, she’s an angel,” you cooed, kissing the top of her furry head. It was then you saw  the name on her tag and you grinned. “She’s our little Peanut, aren’t you?” Ransom couldn’t help but smile as he watched you with her.

“Yeah, she’s our little peanut that cockblocked me.” He grumbled. You giggled and got back in bed.

“Aww, don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Later? Why not now?” He whined, trying to ignore Peanut as she attempted to get him to play with her.

“Because now our daughter needs some love and attention; and I refuse to have sex while she’s in our bed.”

“Now wait just a min-” you interrupted his objection with your best pout and Disney Princess eyes; he could never resist that combo.

Defeated, Ransom laid back down and you copied, Peanut curling up in between her new mommy and daddy.

“You’re lucky I love you, you know.” He said as he watched you two snuggle. You smiled and leaned over, kissing him sweetly.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. This is the best gift ever.” He returned your kiss, the smile you loved finally back on his handsome face.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[xoxo4chrisss]

𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩.

summary:Matt and Tia spend their very first Valentines together but then something was going on with Matt which made Tia annoyed.

(HAPPY ENDING TRUST 🗣️🗣️)

warnings:none js fluff :))

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“You’re all I wanted and now I finally have it”

-Tia Pov-

I woke up as the bright sunlight shined through my window to my eyes. Today was Valentine’s day. My very first one with the love of my life. I don’t know how I got so lucky to get a boyfriend like Matt, he isn’t like every other guy he finds very small details about me that others don’t know of. I shifted to grab my phone from my nightstand and see a notification from Matt.

                                         Matt ❤️

Happy Valentines my sweet girl💕

                                     Happy Valentines babe ❤️

I love you so much From the first day

that I saw you I felt like I knew you 

were the one. From us becoming friends 

was something I was extremely 

grateful for. I was able to be the 

person you could trust to tell me 

everything you were the one I wanted.

They say you fall in love with a 

glance, but with you, I fell in love 

with a thousand ways. The way

 your hand fits perfectly in mine, 

the way your voice carries the

 melody of happiness, the way 

you understand me before I speak. 

Happy Valentine’s Day, My Sweetheart! 💕💕

                                     OMG MATT STOP IT THIS IS      

                                    SO SWEET OF YOU 

                                      I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND      

      I AM GRATEFUL THAT I AM ABLE TO SPEND 

      THIS VALENTINES WITH YOU

I had tears in my eyes as I set my phone down and stood up from my bed. As I walked to the bathroom I had seen the gift I made Matt it was a note with kisses all over them. Matt would always tell me that he liked small things and meant big things. So this letter wasn’t like a regular lover letter. This was a letter thanking him for not only being my boyfriend but being my best friend. From all the moments we spent together and the memories we made from them. I smile as I walked into my restroom to brush my teeth and do my skincare. 

-Time skip- 

It was barely 11:30 and Matt had texted me to go to my front door. So I quickly went to go see what was at my front door. As I open it I see my boyfriend smiling at me with a bouquet of pink roses. I see this and give Matt a kiss along with a warm hug thanking him for these beautiful flowers.(the flowers)

“Matt you didn’t have too” I say as I cover my mouth from how sweet this was.

“But I did. Didn’t I?” Matt says with a cheeky smile.

“Do you want to come in?”I asked him.

“Do you want me too honey?”

“Please do it’s freezing out here”

“You’re always worrying about me honey”

“Matt you are my boyfriend it would seem so rude if I just left with these beautiful flowers and on Valentine’s day is extremely crazy to do”

As Matt comes in I hug him once again how lucky did I get a boyfriend like this.I feel his warm arms wrap around my waist as he rubs circles on my back. 

“How did I get such a beautiful girlfriend like you tia.”I hear Matt hum.

“You’re seriously asking me? How did I get a boyfriend like you is the question”

“Maybe because we are meant for each other you know”

I simply nod as he sways with my hips following his rhythm. 

-Time Skip-

After a while of Matt and I hanging out in my house we were comfortable laying on my couch watching ‘While You Were Sleeping’. Matt had fallen asleep like always because he said this movie wasn’t so entertaining but as he fell asleep I was playing with his hair. 

‘God you are so handsome’ Imumble as I play with his hair. But as I say this Matt sit ups quickly.

“Baby what happened?”I asked him.

“I forgot I had to go film something with Nick and Chris”He says as he rubs his eyes and starts to put his shoes on.

“But you don’t film today didn’t you already film one Monday?”

“Yea we did but we had to film one last thing i’m so sorry Tia”

“It’s fine.”

No it wasn’t fine today is Valentine’s day and Matt promised me today was going to be just him and I. 

“Tia i’m so sorry I promise I’ll make it up to you”

“You have to do this just go”I simply say as i sigh

“Look it’s 5 right now be ready by 6 okay?”

“Mhm”

I was giving him these simple answers because I was pissed that I couldn’t even spend time with my own boyfriend on Valentines. After he put his shoes on as he gives me a kiss and gives me a quick hug.

“I love you remember that pretty girl”

“Mhm I love you too”

“Be ready at 6 okay?”

“Mhm”

As he shut my front door I slowly go up to my bed room and go find something to wear.(the outfit) Before I did anything I took a warm shower and along with doing my skincare. I was listening to my playlist as I did my hair and makeup just the way Matt liked it. I slipped in my leg warmers along with my ultra mini uggs. It was 10 before 6 is I still had a couple of minutes so I used that time to gather the things for Matt gifts. I got the love note I had written for him along with some matching necklaces as well as his favorite chocolates. I set them all in a Valentines baggie and put pink and white tissue paper over it. I quickly go to my living room to and sit down. The time was right at 6. Before I know it, it’s already 6:10 what is talking Matt so long. I patiently waited as the clock kept on going the time got later and later. It was now 6:35 and still no sign of Matt. I sighed as I layed on the couch but then I hear a loud honk and a few seconds later I hear a knock at my door. As I open it I face Matt. 

“Oh my gosh baby. I’m extremely sorry for not coming on time,it’s just that we got carried away with the video and then Chris needed opinions for his Fresh Love and-“Matt ranted but I cut him off.

“You could’ve texted me at least”

“Yea you’re right but we carried away but that’s not the point I’m here so let’s get going baby”

As Matt says this he gives me quick kiss which I don’t replicate. I got my bag and locked my house as I followed Matt to his car. He opened the door and shut it as I entered. The whole car ride was silent I swear I could hear my own heart beat. But this wasn’t how I imagined my Valentine’s day with my boyfriend. I was just annoyed how he couldn’t even tell me he was going to take longer or something. Or maybe he was cheating…. No Tia get that out of your head he wasn’t cheating no way. I think Matt had noticed my zoning out or change of behavior.

-Matt’s Pov- 

Why was she zoning out. Is something wrong. Did I do something wrong. I want today to be perfect. Am I ruining it. Am I ruining her day.I decided that I had to fix this somehow.

“Tia”I said.

“Baby?”I repeated once again.

“Tia!”I say a little louder.

But as I say this she look nervous or somewhat scared.

“What.”Was all that came out of her mouth.

“Are you okay is something bothering you?”

“No”

“Well no is not the answer wanted”

“How do you expect me to be fine when you made me so many promises Matt?!”I hear Yia say in disbelief.

“Listen so many things came up”

“You could’ve told me that’s all I wanted”

“Well maybe there is a cause”

“What?”

“Can we make a quick stop at the house Nick wants to see you”

“Uh okay??”

-Tia’s Pov-

We made it the triplets house and Matt had unlocked the door. The first person I saw was Nick exactly the person that needed me.

“Nick did you need something?” I questioned.

“Yea there is I need help for space camp and wanted your opinion and I know I might be ruining your Valentines plan but it will be fast”

“Alright that’s fine”

As I go upstairs to Nicks room and help him with his space camp as I gave him ideas for new names for his lip balm. But then we hear a bang from Matt’s room and both Nick and I went to go check if everything was good. As we open Matt’s door I see beautiful red roses formed as a heart along with chocolate flowers in the middle of them. 

“Matt you didn’t have too”I exclaim.

“This is for you”Matt commented.

“I love you”I say as I go hug him.

“The whole reason why I came late and left way too early was because I was setting this up for you”

“You planned this out?!”

“Of course I did I wanted you to have a good Valentine’s day”

“This definitely made my mood better”

“I was also able to get those reservations for that one restaurant that serves Mexican food and it’s very hard to get reservations”

“Matt I’m actually going to cry everything you did”

“You like it?”Matt says as he wraps his arm around my waist.

“Matt I love it”

“Well I’m glad you do but we do have a great dinner ahead of us,so we should start heading out and when we come back you want to stay here?”

“Mhm sounds good”

-Time skip- 

As we were finished with our meal I finally built the courage to give Matt his gift.

“Baby”I say as he puts his card in the check folder.

“Yea pretty girl”

“I have a little something for you”As I say this I pass him the bag.

“Ooo what is in this?”

“Open it to find out”I say this and not a second to waste Matt takes out the tissue paper that was over it and sees the gift I has gotten him. He pulled out the necklace box with the matching necklaces that contained each others initial on it. (matt necklace) (tia necklace)

“Oh my babe”He said like he had lost his words.

“It’s nice right?”I say anxiously hoping he would like it.

“I can’t-how much was it”

“That’s something for me to know and you not to find out”

“Oh I am somehow”

“No you won’t just keep opening”

He gives me a tight smile and sets the box on the table and then pulls out the box of chocolates that came in a heart.

“Tia is this what you do in your free time go shopping for me?”He questioned.

“Maybe,maybe not”I say as I tease.

He finally gets to the part where he reads my letter. I was fidgeting with my hands as he reads the letter.

‘to my darling matthew,

happy valentines day! i’m so lucky to have you as a boyfriend. you have been nothing but genuine, kind, sweet, supportive, caring and loving towards me. words can’t even describe how grateful i am for you. the way you’re always by my side through everything is truly special and i wouldn’t want it any other way. 

being your girlfriend has meant the absolute world to me. i still remember the day you asked me to be yours. the tears running down both of our faces in that moment. a moment i will never forget and a moment that i will cherish forever. 

you’re honestly the best person that has ever walked into my life. being with you feels like a dream come true and i’m so happy and blessed to have you as my boyfriend, the love of my life, my future husband, the man of my dreams.

happy valentines day handsome, i love you so much 🩷’

“Tia oh my- i love you so so so much”Matt says as he pulls me into a hug and kisses me.

“I love you too”

“There’s no way I didn’t have you as my girlfriend years ago”

“Well maybe there was a reason?”

“Yea yea”

“But now we are here right”

“Mhm wanna head back to mine?”

“Sounds good baby”

As we walked to the valet to get the car Matt was a gentleman to open the passenger door for me. But before I entered inside the car I gave Matt a quick kiss. His lips were like magnets to mine they would fit perfectly like we were met for each other.

“Keep kissing me and we aren’t getting out of this parking lot”I hear Matt say.

“Maybe that’s what is going to happen”I joke around.

“Mmm not funny”Matt says as he closes my door.

Our whole drive back was filled with laughters along with Matt putting his hand on my left thigh. We were at the stoplight right before we entered the neighborhood to his shared house with his brothers. I was humming as we waited.

“Matt”

“Yes pretty girl”

“I’m happy that Im spending today with you”

“I’m glad too and thank you for that necklace now everyone can see that I was a girlfriend with this beautiful initial”He says as he holds onto the necklace with the ‘T’ on it.

From this I hold his hand as we get to his garage. As he parked the car he wasted no time to get out of his the drivers seat and head over to the passengers side of the car and he opened the door.

“What a gentlemen”

“Anything for my beautiful girlfriend”

“I have noticed something from you Matt”

“Huh?”

“No it’s nothing bad but I noticed how you never call me hot or anything and always pretty girl or beautiful”

“You don’t like it?”

“Nono I do but normally or from my experience my ex not to bring him up in this moment would never call me pretty girl or anything but I like that you do”

“I do it for respect honestly because I feel like hot-I just don’t like it I think i’ll stick to pretty girl and beautiful okay?”

“Okay”I say as I smile.

We were now inside the house and were greeted by Nick and Chris.

“So your night went well I suppose?”Chris says.

“Went great”Was all I said because I didn’t want to rub it in their face that they don’t have a Valentines.

“That’s good”Nick says as he gives us a smile.

“Well I am exhausted so if I don’t come out for anything I’m knocked out” Matt says as he holds my hand and takes me to his room.

Once we enter the room I still see all the decor that Matt had left for me earlier and I smile.

“I’m exhausted take your photos and we can cuddle sound like a plan?”

“Yea I am too hold on”

Right after I say this I grab my phone and take many angles of this and I could feel Matt just watching. I finally finished up and then turned around to face my Boyfriend.

“Okay I’m done”

“Alright then I’ll get this cleaned up and you can go get changed into something more comfortable okay pretty girl?”

“Mhm”

I took off my legs along with my leg warmers and from that point and I gotten one of Matt’s pj pants along with a plain white shirt. I folded my clothes to his gaming chair. Then put my shoes nexts to his. I still see Matt putting the rose petals into a basket so I sneak up to him and wrap my arms around him. 

“Yes honey” Matt says as he keeps scooping them.

“Let me help you go get changed”

“Nono I’m doing it”

“But I insist”

“You sure?”

“Positive”

Matt sighs and then goes to pick out comfortable clothes as I finish up cleaning up and put them chocolate roses on top of it and then set it on his dresser. I pull the sheets so I can go onto the bed. Before Matt could even come back I was already snuggled on his bed with the control in my hand.

“Looks like someone was in a hurry”

“Matt hurry I’m cold and I need your cuddles to warm me up”

“Alright I’m going”

I make space for Matt to get on the bed and cuddle with me. He pulls the sheets up to his torso technically oh my chest as I rest my head

on his chest.

“What are we watching?”Matt questioned.

“You pick”

“No I don’t have good taste in movies”

“But you always sleep when I put my movies”

“Let’s just keep scrolling and see what we find”

“Okayyyy”

After couple of minutes scrolling through Netflix,Hulu,and Disney+. We both agreed on watching ‘The Notebook’ which was on my list to watch either Matt. Surprisingly I was actually the one falling asleep I only looked up to Matt and he seemed so invested in this movie and I smiled. But before I know it I didn’t last at least 5 minutes awake before I fell asleep. I then suddenly hear a mumble from Matt.

“I love my pretty girl and I’m more than grateful to spend my Valentines with you I love you”Right after he says this he gives me a kiss on my forehead.

“I love you too”I mumble onto his chest and fell back asleep.

This was the perfect Valentines with my perfect boyfriend.

HAHHAHAHAHAH HAPPY VALENTINES 🤍🤍🤍

for- @sturnioloshacker

[rynfiles]

happy valentines day !

✎ᝰ — how your faves would act during v-day season ᡣ𐭩

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings

★ — a/n: something to celebrate love being in the air <3

another version of christmas — this holiday is as sacred as the birth of their first child. well, not as sacred but this holiday is just another christmas to them. nothing brings them more joy than spoiling their partners on this holiday full of joy, love, embrace, and gifts, loads of gifts to give to one another. these folks are planning to celebrate february 14th months ahead, may I say a little bit before christmas. they’re making reservations, ordering gifts (even better if they’re on sale), having the flower preparations planned out, and I mean the whole nine yards. nothing is ruining this day for them and even if it does, still won’t stop the grandest celebration they could think of (they might rip their hair out)

GOJO, midoriya, connie, yuji, SANJI, bokuto, oikawa, BACHIRA, kaiser, REO, onyonkanpon, kise, akashi (knb), todo

publicly hates it, secretly loves it — full on v-day haters, and I mean wanting to plan arson whenever they see february 14 being right around the corner. they wanna run over every teddy bear, light the v-day section on fire whenever they go grocery shopping, make diss tracks towards this beloved day, the whole nine yards. why do they do this you may ask? cause deep down, they don’t wanna show that v-day is one of the best days to exist. their hearts go soft when they see couples celebrating with beautiful roses on the floor or a dinner on a rooftop restaurant. a lil bit of jealousy, since they don’t have their valentine, but they can’t help but love this day of love. it’s refreshing to see it but they refuse to ever show that they care

jean (influenced by connie), zoro, TOJI, rin, sae, bakugo, eren, shidou, aomine

wait, you’re asking me? — poor babies, they must’ve went half/all their life without a valentine. some of them genuinely don’t care to have a valentine while others do feel a bit down when their friends receive gifts from others on v-day while they have just the phrase to say. however, the way their eyes have widened and they let out the most confused (and adorable) “huh” after asking them to be your valentine, will never not be a hilarious yet adorable thing to witness. the way some of their eyes lit up and sparkle, how some get flustered on the question, or even how they are dumbfounded at the question, it’s all such a delightful sight to see

yuji, luffy, ARMIN, isagi, kunigami, kaminari, YUTA, nanami, choso, usopp, kirishima, mikasa, kagami, kuroko

if you like it, i love it /srs — they don’t “hate” v-day, per se, but it’s not something grand to them like a birthday. now depending on their partner (you), they could either make the holiday bigger than they think it is or take it as another day to love their partner. If you’re not big on v-day, expect something simple, very cute, but a simple way of saying, “happy valentine’s day, I love you”. but, if you’re someone who loves love and quite enjoy the special day on february 14, then expect something out of a romcom, but in their way

nagi, megumi, nobara, maki, shota, geto, ace, chigiri, levi, sasha, oliver, PORCO, pieck, murasakibara, midorima

𖥻 HAPPY VALENTINES DAY 🫶🏽 even though I didn’t have a valentine, imma pretend gojo surprised me with a vacation to bali and bought out a restaurant for me 😙 (yes I’m delusional)

𖥻 these were a bit challenging but I hope you guys enjoyed <3

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 Corinthians 13

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[gojonanami]

Sab, I just saw that ask asking if you ever wanted someone to write something for you (i.e., a request), and I just thought, since it was Valentine's Day yesterday and you offered us such a fantastic day, maybe I could offer you (albeit somewhat mediocre & cheesy & cliché) belated Valentine's Day gift in return!

You notice Megumi sitting alone, his dogs by his side. He looks a little lonely.

Your hands feel clammy. 

You sigh, exhaling, breathing in and out, forcing your lips into a friendly smile. “It’s okay,” you reassure yourself. “It’s fine.”

You look down at the ground, then at Megumi, then back at the ground, and finally, you gather the courage to approach him, a warm smile on your face. “Megumi?”

At first, he doesn’t look up. So you try again. “Megumi?”

He looks up at you then. Your grin widens. “I got your dogs something.”

He furrows his brows, unimpressed. “My dogs?”

You just nod, trying to contain your cheeky smile. “Yeah. For Valentine’s Day. Since they’re my Valentines.” With a casual gesture, you reveal two bags of treats from behind your back, extending them towards the dogs. “Ta-da!”

Megumi looks dumbfounded. “You... my…”

He pauses. “My divine dogs are your Valentines?”

“Yeah.” 

You say it like it's the most natural thing in the world. Megumi looks even more confused.

Kneeling, you offer the treats to the dogs, giggling as you feel their big, wet tongues lick your hands.

Glancing up at Megumi, you can’t help but laugh. “Don’t worry,” you say, your grin turning a little sly. “I got you a gift too.”

His eyebrows raise, curiosity piqued.

“You did?”

“I did.” 

That doesn't ease his worries. If anything, it just adds to them.

Your grin widens. “Will you be my Valentine?”

omg this is so cute??? I love it so much 😭😭💕

I too would ask his dogs to be my valentine (and megumi too) — this is far from mediocre — it’s so perfect and sweet and lovely. Thank you so much love 🥹💕🫶

happy belated Valentine’s Day to you too!! 💖 love you babe 😭🥰

[cloudofbutterflies92]

Put your head on my shoulder

And here is the famous Valentine's Day One shot that I promised, taking inspiration from a post by @creativepromptsforwriting (link here). I hope you like it!!(and happy Valentine's day everyone 💕💕)

Chloe Valentine belongs to @chloekistune

Alyssa Price belongs to @alypink

Valerie "Gorgon" Watson belongs to @onehornedbeast

Fei Xing belongs to @kikiharinezumi

Maya "Pip" van Rijn belongs to @justasmolbard

"You better hope I don't burn your kitchen," was Chloe's sentence as she and Johnny were driving Eden home again. She had wanted to stay for a few hours at Chloe's house, more to help the latter paint the Italian's studio.

Johnny had been with Gaz and Gorgon to train some recruits before offering to accompany her with Chloe, leaving the 'opportunity for Gaz to provide a surprise dinner for the Australian; Price, on the other hand, had the weekend off, determined to spend it together with Aly and their little girl in the country.

And Simon? Simon was waiting for her at their home in Manchester recommending that she not come because he had a surprise in store. Eden did not know what but if Chloe had mentioned cooking then surely something had to do with it. Already she was praying to those in charge.

"It makes one smile that in a short time Simon has become so devoted, even if it doesn't beat my record does it Piplup?" Johnny with a cluck of his own tongue and a 'wink embarrassed Chloe.

"What are you saying come on Johnny" the purple-haired girl hid her face between her knees, receiving a kiss on the head from him.

"Chloe made you smarter"

"Yeah sure munchkin" joked the Scotsman with Eden, their insulting each other was a form of brotherly love.

"Home sweet home, be sure to remember to lock the room. I wouldn't want the wind to ruin everything" after the last recommendation Eden got out of the car waving goodbye to the couple.

As she walked down the small avenue, the wind began to brush her hair, a nice thunderstorm would come but it was pleasant that feeling. It reminded her so much of Simon's caresses.

From her cell phone came a notification, it was from Rodolfo. It was lovely that she had found in Maya a person for whom she was beginning to trust after the failed relationships he had had.

"I wanted to give Maya this bouquet of flowers, they remind me a lot of 'Holland."

"Go on this one" Eden reassured him by smiling at the 'image of the bouquet of tulips of different colors, she should have planted some more in their garden too.

"Babe I'm home" Eden walked in and smelled a scent of home, a scent that reminded her of her time in Rome for her studies.From the kitchen was Simon, focused more than ever on preparing a dinner of Italian dishes.

Small appetizers, Coratella coi Carciofi and especially bucatini alla amatriciana accompanied by a glass of Argiano Brunello di Montalcino.

"Don't look at me like that, I asked Chloe for the recipe since it's Italian," he snorted amused, before taking Mr. Orange in his arms

"You have your food, those kibble cost me a kidney because of your mommy who wants you healthy," gave the cat to his girlfriend, who began cuddling him

"Daddy is a bad boy isn't he?" The female had her face licked by the feline, being joined by the blond, remote control in hand that set off some 50s music

"Put your head on my shoulder," the lieutenant began to hum as he grabbed Eden by the hips, the cat as a spectator of that scene between his owners. The brunette closed her eyes, head resting on his shoulder, and hummed the tune.

"...Hold me in your arms, baby" she looked up, her green eyes in that 'cheerful and comforting expression thinking how lucky she was.

"I have to be careful, I wouldn't want Fei to get pissed off later since she sewed this dress," he whispered eagerly, nibbling on the helix.

"That is, if I don't make this shirt first? What do you say?" She nibbled lightly on his lower lip, chapped from the cold.

With a turn he brought her shoulders against his chest, giving her a string of kisses on her collarbone.

"Except we have to eat" he reluctantly broke away, taking both her hands "I'm really holding back" he murmured over the knuckles of her hands making them. How could she resist such gallantry?

"You're such a submissive" with that little resolve Eden hand in hand with him reached the table.

"Always and always my darlin'"

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[rafescurtainbangz]

Happy Valentine's Day, Babes 💕🩷♡🫶

[chibi-tsukiko]

💙 Forever I do 💛

Happy Valentine’s Day!

On February 14th 2021, I posted pics of the Malec wedding for the first time. It didn’t showcase the book accurate description of Alec’s dark blue gear jacket covered in gold runes or Magnus’ cobalt and gilt silk jacket, but it was how I pictured it in my head.

This year, I decided to redraw that same moment, this time using the book’s description.

I also drew them using my original interpretation…with a lil twist. You can check that out down below.

I hope you like it! ♥️

Happy Valentine’s Day 💕

Characters owned by @cassandraclare

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[agaypanic]

could you do reese wilkersons reaction to finding out his gf also likes scsry movies like him? thanks love your work 💕

Unconventional Valentine's Day (Reese Wilkerson X Reader)

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Summary: Reese finds out you like scary movies while on a Valentine’s Day date.

A/N: shitty title bc i couldn’t think of a good one. could kind of be seen as a fic version/extension of these valentines day headcanons i did with reese, but it’s written as a stand alone thing

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When Valentine’s Day came around, generic activities and gifts came to Reese’s mind. Get you chocolates and flowers, maybe have a romantic lunch or dinner with a movie.

The day started with Reese showing up at your house with a picnic basket in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. After you put the flowers in a vase of water, you locked up the house and hopped in the car that Reese’s dad let him borrow. After a short drive, you found yourselves at the park.

“Reese, this is delicious.” You said after swallowing a large bite of the food he had made for you. You leaned over and pecked him on the lips, smiling as he tried to chase after you when you pulled away. “My compliments to the chef.”

“I think the chef wants some more compliments,” Reese said before kissing you again.

After your lunch was devoured, the two of you laid down on the blanket that was spread out on the ground, soaking up the sun.

“It’s a bit early to go back home,” Reese spoke, thumb rubbing over the back of your hand. You turned your head to look at him just to find that he was already looking at you. “Wanna go see a movie or something?”

“Sure!” You grinned, sitting up with some excitement.

After cleaning everything up, you and Reese returned to the car and drove to the movie theaters. Reese didn’t know any of the showings, but he mentally prepared himself for some lovey-dovey movie and the inevitably crowded theater.

The parking lot was a bit packed when you arrived; Reese felt lucky to find a relatively close spot. You were practically dragging him in by the hand.

“So what do you wanna see?” He asked, reaching for his wallet that sat in his back pocket. Your eyes flitted over the list of movies on the wall and gasped in excitement.

“How about The Ring?!” You asked, and Reese’s reaction made you giggle. “I heard it’s good.”

For a moment, your boyfriend thought you were joking around. He had been ready for you to say the name of a new chick flick or something similar. A movie that everyone else seemed to be lining up for. Not a horror movie.

“Are you sure?” Reese asked. Maybe the title misled you, and you didn’t really know what the movie was about.

“Yeah!” You responded enthusiastically. “Don’t you like scary movies?”

So you did know what the movie was about. But that didn’t make Reese any less confused.

“Yeah… Do you?”

“Duh!” You laughed. “I wouldn’t suggest it if I didn’t wanna see it. So should we see that or something else?”

Without warning, Reese kissed you, hands planted firmly on your cheeks. You couldn’t help but giggle when he pulled away, wondering what had provoked him to do that.

“And I thought you couldn’t be any more perfect.” Reese mused, making you blush and laugh again. “Come on! Let’s hope it’s not sold out!” 

Reese dragged you to the counter and, when it was your turn, got two tickets and a giant tub of popcorn, despite having already eaten lunch. You were both surprised but delighted to find your theater empty, save for a few couples scattered about. You were able to snag two seats in the dead center, giving you the perfect view of the screen ahead of you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Reese.” You say, leaning your head on his shoulder as the previews played.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.” He responded, kissing the top of your head before focusing on the screen.

***

Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

Reese Wilkerson Taglist: @hollymaybank @theogirlovermattheogirl

[jawabear]

V day gifts for us both

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Reader

Not my GIF

A/n: happy valentines to my love, Kyle. God he’s so hot. i think today is pointless but it makes for good prompts i guess. so heres a filthy kyle smut because i want his cute little ass all to myself.

Genre: S M U T

Warnings: AFAB!Reader, Switch!Kyle, switch!reader, dom/sub themes, anal, pegging, toys, 69 position, face sitting, overstimulation, mention of eating, slight sir kink, ma'am kink, pet names, begging

Summary: An innocent date night turns to something far from being innocent...

Kyle💕💕

Dress up nice for me baby. See you at 7 😘😘

It was a somewhat ominous message to receive from your boyfriend when you took into account the fact he had been gone all day. He left early only saying he would message you later, he did that at least, but there was no other information presented to you. 

You had been pondering the message all day since then. He didn’t reply to your messages, he didn’t even see them. It worried you a little but you knew he wouldn’t let you down. He would see you at 7. 

You clock watched as you got ready. Putting on a small bit of make-up and one of his favourite outfits of his. It was probably the nicest one you owned so it certainly first the dress code he gave you. But it was at this point, as you looked over yourself in the mirror, that your stomach began to churn nervously. You didn’t know why. You had been out with him many times before. He was your boyfriend for god sake. But you were nervous about why he had made this date. 

It wasn’t an anniversary, not one that you knew of anyway. It wasn��t his birthday and it wasn’t yours. Maybe ti was something to do with work? Had he been ranked up? Given a medal or something? However, on second thought, Gaz was known in your relationship to spring random date nights on you for no apparent reason. This was most likely one of them. 

You let out a breath and nodded to yourself, happy with the choice of outfit and moved out to the living room where you sat and waited. Wait to see him at 7. Your eyes couldn’t move from the clock, watching the seconds tick by. Your leg bouncing nervously and your hands wringing together. 

“Stop it (Y/N)” you said to yourself “its just a date. Its Kyle”

With that, a knock sounded at the door. You checked back at the clock after having looked away for a split second to scold yourself. Sure enough, it read 7pm. You stood from the sofa and brushed over your outfit to straighten it out. You let out another breath and walked to the door. 

Opening the door was like opening up a present. That present being the most handsome, beautiful man in the world standing there looking sharp as ever. He had gone for a black turtle neck shirt and a gorgeous navy blue suit jacket and trousers. It was a tight fit on him and perfectly excentuated his arms. 

“Wow” he let out a low whistle as he looked you up and down “you really got my message babe”

“You like it?” You asked him.

“You know I do” he leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Now you compliment me. I tried hard to pull this together” 

“You’ve worn it before”

“I have not” he feigned hurt “I just have one very very similar. So similar its almost the same” 

You chuckled and ran you hands over the smooth fabric of the blazer. “You look amazing, Kyle. You always do though” 

He kissed you again. And again. And just once more before offering his arm to you “shall we, my love?” 

“We shall” you smiled. 

-

“So,” you began as you took a sip of your drink “are you planning on telling me what this is all about?” 

“Am I not allowed to spend time with my lovely lady?”

“You are, but I feel like this time there is a reason” 

“Alright, you caught me” he held his hands above his head “I’m not going to be here fro valentines this year so thought we could do something now. Have a special night together”

“Kyle” you smiled “that’s sweet. But you know I don’t care about valentines day”

“I know but doesn’t mean I can’t treat you to a nice meal and make you feel special” he smiled a little sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry. Is it too much?” 

“No” you smile as you reached over the table to grab his hand in yours. “No Kyle, it’s perfect. You’re perfect. You’re so sweet to do this. I love you so much” 

“I love you too babe” he leaned over the table and pressed a long kiss to your lips. He didn’t care that you were in a busy restaurant, right next to the window where anyone could walk past and see him. He never cared. He wanted everyone to know you were his and he was yours. He wanted everyone to know how much he loved you. 

You felt like a school girl when he sat back down, giggling like a maniac. He had such a hold over you, making you feel giddy after every kiss he gave you. Gaz laughed too and sipped at his drink. He picked up his knife and fork again to eat and pointed the fork to your plate. 

“Eat up babe, you’ll need your energy for tonight” he shot you a wink making your cheeks flush. You and Gaz had had many bedroom adventures. Perhaps having done almost everything sexual you could imagine. So at this point it was just a question of which of your favoured activities would you be embarking in tonight? 

The anticipation of that always made you crazy with arousal. “Do I get a hint?” 

“Do you ever?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked at you. No was the answer. He never gave anything away. That just made it all the more mind blowing. 

“I thought that as it was a special night, you could make an acceptation?” You lifted your foot to stroke lightly up and down his leg. He shot you a look and whipped his head around the restaurant to see if anyone was looking “oh, so now you’re concerned about the public?” 

“I just don’t want them to see my cock hard for you babe” you let out a chuckle. 

“Good point. Thats only for me isn’t it” you shifted in your seat and moved your hands under the table to pull down your damp panties. You bunched them up in your hand. “And this is only for you” you took his hand again and gave him your panties. 

He tried not to moan. A strangled nose falling from his lips as he shoved them into his pocket. “You little minx. We still have dessert to go yet” he whisper yelled to you. 

“I know what you want for dessert and now you have easy access” you shot him a cheeky wink and moved your foot up to his crotch and rubbed against his erection. He gripped his fork tightly and tried his hardest not to react. You had done public sex before so this teasing was nothing new. But it still lit a fire between you both. Desire was burning in your stomach. 

“You’re lucky this day is about you”

“Or what?” You challenged. 

“Or I’d drag you out of this place back home and fuck you until the sun comes up” 

You leaned forwards on the table, you elbows pressed against the white cloth covering the dark wood. “Who’s to say that isn’t what I want?” You whispered. 

Gaz growled and stormed off to the bar to pay for the meal before whisking you out of the restaurant and back home where he was prepared to fuck you until the sun came up.

You continued to tease him in the car. Touching at his string yet sensitive thigh, ghosting your fingers over his cock making him twitch as shift in his seat. He gripped the steering wheel the way you wished he would grab your throat as he fucked you. You couldn’t help but bite your bottom lip. You hand slipping between your legs, you needed a release from the pent up arousal. 

But Kyle grabbed your wrist and gave you a dark look. The dark, devious look only made more clear by the red traffic light reflecting in his eyes. “That is my pussy to touch. Keep your hands away from it” his voice matched the look in his eyes and it made you moan. 

“Y-yes sir” you panted. “Sorry sir”

“We’re nearly home. Be a good girl for me until then” 

“Yes. I will sir. I’ll be good” 

“I know you will” 

-

You were both laughing like love sick teenagers when you entered your shared flat. He pulled you up the stairs by you hand, both of you laughing the entire time. His lips found yours immediately when you got inside and he kicked the door shut hearing it lock as he did. 

“Thank you for dinner, sweetheart” you whispered against his lips as he stroked up and down your hips. 

“My pleasure” he replied “but the night isn’t over yet. I have something for you” he gave you one last long kiss and pulled you to the bedroom and set you down on the bed. 

He rummaged through his top draw and pulled out a small black box with a silver ribbon tied in what you assumed was a bow. Kyle was never very good at wrapping or tying bows, but your heart swelled at his attempts. You smiled as he handed it to you. 

“What’s this?” You asked shaking the box and heard a rattling inside. 

“A gift. Open it” he bit his bottom lip and looked at you with dark eye. That made your heart flutter. So it was something to use in the bedroom. You knew that look. You knew his tells. 

You carefully undid the ribbon and placed it to the side and lifted the lid to the box. Your cheeks heated a little when you saw the silver vibrator laying there. “Kyle…” you muttered. It was embarrassing to say the least. You already had that one. He had gotten you it as a gift once before. But you supposed that you had some many toys between you that it was easy to loose track of who had what. 

“I know you have it” he said quickly, reading your mind like he usually did  “It’s…it’s for me really. You to use it on me. Thought I’d be cheesy and get one to match. I know its one of your favourites, I want to see what the fuss is about. Size up my competition”

It may have been a weird thing for him to remember. He didn’t know your favourite colour but could pick out your favourite sex toy blindfolded and wear ski gloves (he has done this before. It was a weird night). But it was endearing in a strange way. It showed how much he valued your pleasure. 

“You mean I get to play with your ass tonight?” You smirked as you held the silver bullet in your hand in front of his face. He swallowed and looked at it. Clearly picturing all the things he wanted you to do with it. 

“Yeah…” he breathed. He tugged at his trousers, clearly regretting his choice of tight fit. The fit only getting tighter with every passing moment. He was already hard from earlier but now it was rock solid.

You turned on the vibrator and brought it down to rest against his crotch. “Ah fuck” he moaned. The moan turned into a laugh “I can see why you like it so much. Shit babe”

“It gets better. Trust me” you smiled and kissed him while rubbing the vibe over his crotch. He moaned and whimpered into your mouth and bucked his hips chasing his pleasure. 

But you pulled it away and he almost sobbed. “Fuck you” he muttered mindlessly making you laugh. 

“Soon” you soothe to him as you stand and rid yourself of your clothes. He gapped at you like a fish out of water. Mouth hung open as he stared at your now naked body. He had seen it countless times but it never failed to make him crazy. 

He was quick to take off his own clothes now leaving the two of you completely bare to each other. He leaned in for a kiss but you backed away. He chased after you lips and you grabbed his throbbing cock. “Fuck!” He yelled holding onto your shoulders to stop his knees from giving out. 

“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” You cooed to him as you gently rubbed his length. 

He panted a few times before nodding his head “yes ma’am. I will be a good boy” 

You granted him a kiss he was desperate for  and pushed him to the bed. “On your knees then. Present that pretty ass for me” he swallowed and got on all fours. His back arching as he pressed his chest to the bed, his ass in the air. 

You got behind him and trailed your fingers up the back of his thighs making him whimper into the pillow. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction. How he was the one who was so ready to fuck you senseless only for him to be the one being fucked. 

You stroked a hand over his tight hole watching it clench at the contact. You spat on it and lubed it up before slowly pushing a finger inside him. He whined your name into the pillow as he thrust his hips back, wanting more. You add a second finger and allow him to fuck himself back onto them for a moment. 

Whilst he was doing that, you turned on the vibrator and dragged it over his cock. His hips stuttered and he moaned loudly. You chuckled a little and rubbed it over his length a few more times. Watching the pre come leak from the tip. 

“You’re so pretty, Kyle” you smiled down at him even though he couldn’t see you. “Such a pretty cock. And a pretty little ass” you curled your fingers inside him and he all but screamed into the pillow. “That feel good baby?” You spoke in a patronising way, almost like cooing at a baby. 

“Yes!” He yelled “feels so good ma’am! Please! Please want more!” 

You pulled out you fingers and circled the vibrator around his pulsing hole. “You want this?” You asked. You squeezed his ass cheek and he groaned. 

“Yes! Yes! Please! Please put it in” he begged. You complied. Slowly sinking the silver vibe into his ass. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” He swore repeatedly at the stretch and the vibrations racking though his body. Once it was fully inside him you pressed a kiss to it and pulled back. 

“Good boy” you praised. You flipped him over so he was on his back and crawled on top of him “what now then?” You asked as you stroked over his heated cheeks. “Do I not get a reward for being so kind to you?” 

He whined and nodded “S-Sit on my face. Please” your eyes lit up at his words and you wasted no time in climbing onto your new seat. You turned so you could see his twitching cock, you knew you would end up sucking at it soon so best to be in the right position for it. 

Kyle lifted his shaking hands to hold your hips down as you sat on his mouth. He eagerly began to suck and lick at you soaked pussy and you moaned. “That’s it” you praised him, your hands running over his toned chest. “Good boy” he whimpered and thrust his hips up against nothing. 

You stared at his cock, leaking on his stomach, angers read and twitching like hell. It looked so pretty. So desperate to be touched. You could hear the vibrator in his ass. It was rattling his body, making him shake and tremble underneath you. But if it was too much he didn’t let on about it. He keep happily sucking at your pussy while the vibe destroyed him in the most delicious way. 

“You want me to touch your cock?” You asked him, your hands inching closer to his aching cock. He nodded his head quickly, his tongue still lapping at your pussy. “Use your words” 

He shifted on the bed “yes, please touch my cock! I need it ma’am! Please!” He bucked his hips into the air again, his cock slapping against his abdomen. 

You smiled and took his dick in your hand giving it long slow strokes up and down. Up and down. “Oh fuck! Yes!” He cried against your folds. “Feels so good!” 

You picked up your pace, you could feel your own climax ramping up in your stomach. You rolled your hips on his tongue. The slurping noises were vulgar but such a turn on for you both. “Gonna come baby” you sighed, your hand twisting around his cock. Kyle bucked his hips wildly into your hand, he was close too. He had been close for a while but holding back for this very moment. “Come with me. Come with me baby” you rolled your hips faster to match his and you came. You cried out his name as you trembled and watched as he too was a wreck under you. 

Shooting loads of hot come onto his chest and your hand as he came, moaning and whimpering into you pulsing folds. His body writhed as he struggled for breath, the vibrator still rattling his bones. You tried to get off him to let home breathe but he pulled you back down. “N-No ma’am. Come again. Please” he begged sucking at your clit. You were so turned on by destroying his body that you knew it wouldn’t be long until you came a second time for him. 

His cock was still leaking come. His hips struggling to stay still. “In that case…” your voice trailed off as you leaned down to take his cock in your mouth. He bellowed out your name, his head falling back against the pillow. His fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs. 

“(Y/N)!” He cried “please! I’m so sensitive!” You pulled off him briefly.

“Do you want me to stop?” You smirked already knowing the answer. 

“No! Please! Make me come again. Oh god it feels so good” he groaned “your mouth is so perfect babe” 

“Your cock was made for my mouth baby. You were made for me” 

He came. 

It was unexpected but your hot words made him crazy. His head was spinning as he came. His mouth hanging open and panting against your pussy. You weren’t particularly made that he had forgotten to make you come a second time. Seeing him in this state was more than enough to tide you over until you fucked him. Because you would be the one fucking him. 

“Good boy” you kissed his cock and got off the bed. The vibe still purred inside him. He loved the overstimulation though. It was one of the things he enjoyed most in bed. He didn’t know why though. 

You rattled around in the sex toy draw you both shared and pulled out his favoured strap on. The silicone dick had more girth than length, he loved the stretch. But it was the perfect length and the perfect curve to hit his prostate with every thrust. 

You looked over your shoulder at him on the bed. Spread out like a meal for you, his dick still twitching. His mouth hanging out and face heated. “Keep riding that pleasure baby” you cooed to him as you put on the strap. “Makes the next part easier” 

He managed to lift his head and you saw his eyes light up when they landed on the plastic dick. “Oh fuck. Yes!” He crawled to his knees and to you. 

“You want to get it ready for me?” You smirked. He nodded and took it into his mouth, coating it with saliva. It was soaked with his spit when he pulled it out of his hot mouth. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him. Your beautiful boyfriend. 

You tilted his chin up and pulled his lips to yours in a tender kiss. “What was that for?” He asked, a giddy smile on his face. 

“I love you so much Kyle. I’m so lucky to have you” you whispered as you ran a finger down his cheek.

“I love you too babe” he whispered “I don’t deserve you” 

“Yes you do. You deserve the world” 

“You are my world” you could’ve cried but you had ti stay in character. You would cry later during after care while you told him how much you loved him over and over again. 

You kissed him again and pushed him down to the bed. You spread his legs and pulled out the vibrator. You turned it off and tossed it else where in the room, filling his ass again with the dick. He gripped the sheets and arched his back off the bed. “Fuck me” he whimpered “fuck me hard” 

“Of course” you leaned over him and grabbed the headboard before drilling your hips into him. The headboard banging against the wall, no doubt you would get complaints from you neighbours. Again. But you didn’t care. You were too caught up in the sounds of his moans to care about anything else other than him. 

Kyle looked up at you with pleasing eyes. Neither of you knew what he was begging for but it made your heart flutter. He was so damn adorable. “You’re beautiful” he whispered as he wrapped his legs around your waist urging you to go faster. Deeper. Harder. “So beautiful. Gonna make me come again. Fuck I’m going to come!” 

His head rolled back to the pillow and he lifted his hands to grab your sides, fingertips digging into your flesh. “Come for me Kyle. Come for me” 

It didn’t take long to pull him over the edge for the third time that night. You slowed your hips and carefully pulled out of his abused hole. It fluttered around nothing as he came down from the intense high. You stoked over his body to soothe him until his breathing went back to normal and his body was melted into the covers of the bed. “How was that?” You asked him quietly. 

“So good babe” he sighed with a lazy smile on his face. “You’re so good to me. I don’t deserve you” 

“I already told you” you lay on top of his chest “you deserve the world” 

“And I told you” he trailed a hand up your back “you are my world” 

“Then you do deserve me” you kissed him. A soft quick kiss but conveyed all the emotion you could muster. He hummed into the kiss and moved his hand to your hair. 

“And you deserve to come again” he pulled your head back by your hair and licked up the expanse of your neck. “How do you want me to do it?” He asked “you want my mouth again? My fingers? My cock?” 

The roles were reversed now. It was his turn to have some fun. “What do you want to do?” You asked him. 

He growled against your neck “I want to fuck your pussy with my cock. Give you the same bliss you gave me” you couldn’t help the whine that left your lips as he flipped you onto your back and yanked off the strap on. He tossed it to the floor and spread your legs. “I’m so sorry I’ve neglected you” he spoke directly to your pussy. It fluttered in response. You felt him nudge your soaked fold with the head of his dick before he easily sunk in. “Thats it babe. Such a perfect little pussy. Made for me”

“Yes” you gasp as he began thrusting into you. Long hard thrusts inside you. Oh it felt so good. He always knew just how to fuck you. He brought a hand down to rub quick sharp circles on your clit. You moaned and raised your hips off the bed, you could already feel your orgasm building. “All for you”

“Damn right. This pussy is mine. All of you is mine” he leaned over yo and picked up his pace. “You’re fucking mine” 

“Yes! Yes sir! All for you! Only for you!” You clawed at his back and he groaned, slamming his dick into you and hitting your sweet spot each time. “Yes! Please! Make me come! I’m so close!” 

“Come baby. Come all over my cock like a good little girl” his voice was a low growl and he dropped his head to your neck to bit and suck at your skin pulling you over the edge, your hips bucking against his as he fucked you through your climax. “Good girl. Such a good little girl for me” your wall clenched around his cock and pulled his own orgasm from him. His mind completely blank and his cock spent. 

He slowed his hips but didn’t pull out. He fell on your chest and you stroked over his sweaty skin. “H-How was that?” He panted. 

“Perfect” you whispered with a dazed smile. “I love you so much Kyle” 

“I know” he kissed your chest “I love you too. More than anything. I’m going to miss you when I leave” 

“Lets not think about that right now. I just want to lay here with you” 

“Okay” he said and practically curled against you. “Happy Valentines day, my love” 

“Happy Valentines day sweetheart” you smiled and kissed his head. 

14/2/23

[taylormarieee]

I just wanted to announce a few things...

For one: I'M BACK!!!! I mean I was slightly active but I rarely interacted with my moots, I miss you guys.

Two: I would like to say that I miss all my wives now let's make another list about my wives since Valentine's day was a few days ago and I didn't get to do this.

@dollyfl1rt : I love her so much, she is so cute and I was so sad when her first account got terminated, I thought I lost her forever. I was gonna cry. She's so sweet and a very open and down to earth person. She's someone you can get along with and is so kind. She is someone I feel like I could always talk to about literally anything and I wish her nothing but the best in life. She's amazing. I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day!❤️

@dustbunniess : I love her because she's funny, amazing, very peaceful and just so cute! I love how we have the same interests and can talk whenever, she's obvi a very busy woman but she's someone I look up to and someone I adore very much so Happy late Valentines day baby ;)💕

@sinsandsweetness : My first wife. I love her because she's number one and she's so wise and well spoken. She cares about the people in her life and she reminds me of the goddess Athena smm because she's so wise and just and incredibly smart and wonderful person. I love her with all my heart so as well Happy Late Valentines day babe💋

@liliesdiary : Straight up i'm gonna say it, SHE REMINDS ME OF APHRODITE!!!! Like she's so cute and her aesthetic is so cute and adorable! I love her so much even though I haven't talked to her in so long, she's so sweet and I miss talking to her, I hope everything is good and well for her. I love you my little daughter of aphrodite🎀 Happy Late Valentines Day!

@cherryredstars : This is my little gossip bestie! We literally gossip so much! She's amazing and her fics are just as amazing and she's also so well spoken and adorable. She reminds me of a golden retriever but yet a sophisticated black cat. She's so sweet and an incredible person overall! I wish her nothing but the best in life, and someone better love her just as much as I do. Happy late valentines day baby!💝

@writella : THIS IS MOTHER RIGHT HERE AND I LOVE HER! She is so kind and fun to talk to and I really enjoy talking to her and getting praise from her cuz yk, it's mother were talking about here. I love her and miss her! have not talked to her in a while so I hope she's ok, I love you and Happy Late Valentine's day babes!❣️

@hutchersonsgurl : THIS IS TWINN RIGHT HERE! I LOVE THIS GIRL SMM CUZ SHE'S SOOO FUNNY AND ENERGETIC! I love how we relate to the same things and I love how she is so cool and fun! Love you and Happy Late Valentines day twinn!💜

@luvrxbunny : I love her, we haven't talked in a while but she's just so fun and cool. I feel for her when she has sad daysd and goes through a lot of hard times but I hope she gets through it and I love her so much I hope she feels better and can finally be happy! I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day pretty girl!❤️‍🩹❤️

Saved the best for last... @versatilehater I LOVE THIS GIRL WITH EVERYTHING IN ME EVERY CELL, EVERY FIBER, EVERY ORGANISM AND FUNCTIONING VESSEL! She is my love and my best friend! I love her like no other and I love how she treats me, she is so cute and so sweet and I love her the absolute most! She's so kind and funny and freaky (my favourite part) Shes so amazing and I love her. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MAMA!💓💞💖

I LOVE YOU ALL! HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T HAVE ONE! HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL THE LADIES THAT WERE ALONE!

❤️

XOXO, Londyn<333