#perfect valentines day song fr

[kyuusberry]

let's get married in vegas

we don't need a guest list

i don't wanna think too much

let's get matching tattoos

i don't wanna think it through

baby, i'm so stupid in love

[luvnoirs]

paige bueckers x fem!reader hcs !

warning(s): none ! (sfw)

she's so attentive like you can obviously tell during her interviews so she loves listening to you what you have to say. it doesn't even have to be a serious or heavy conversation. you could be talking about the weather and she'd be so tuned in like she's in love fr

date nights are mostly chill and cozy vibes. like you'll have movie nights or go to the beach if it's nice out. sometimes you'll stay in an do karaoke cause paige swears up and down that she can sing like sza. but then again paige loves spending quality time with you so she considers everything you do together a date

she'll point to you and say "this is for you" before she shoots the ball (she makes it of course) and then smooch at you

has a playlist dedicated just for you on her public apple music account with songs that remind her of you. it's mostly rnb vibes and "love" by keysha cole is the first song on there

calls you "princess"

like i said before she's big on physical touch so she likes to give back hugs and shoulder kisses

also clingy as hell... if she's had a busy day with school and/or practice and hasn't seen you in a while, prepare to be suffocated by her the second she she's you

paige always thinks she's right so you two are always arguing (nothing too serious just dumb stuff mostly)

"you did not just say drake's best album is 'thank me later'..."

if the argument is serious and she's mad at you or vice versa, it literally never lasts more than five minutes because she hates not seeing you happy. she'll even admit she's wrong

she'll wrap her long arms around you as you face the opposite direction with your arms crossed and a frown on your face. she bends down to place a kiss on the side of your face before her head falls into the crook of your neck. "i'm sorry..."

damn near forces you to play fortnite with her and hypes you up every time you get a kill. she'll be so proud of you too with a stupid smile on her face as she watches you play

all her tiktok drafts are full of those cheesy ass slideshows about your relationship but she makes sure to post the 'what's up riri/what's up rocky' one publicly for everyone to see how cute yall are

she's definitely not one of those people who controls what their s/o wears so if you want to wear something revealing, she'll be all for it

very protective but not to the point where it's consuming or overwhelming. like if you're walking on the sidewalk she'll always make sure she's on the side closest to the street

when it comes to gifts she loves to do the most. like she already loves spoiling you so if it's christmas or valentines day she'll be stressing about making sure your gift is perfect. she's lowkey a romantic too so she'll get you the traditional red roses and scatter rose petals along the floor in your bedroom, and then gets red faced when you tease her about how 'corny' it is (you love it tho)

on the more sensitive side she lets her guard down around you. if she's upset about anything she'll vent to you or cry it out as you rub her back and wipe her tears

calls you her "wife" especially when referring to you while talking to other people like yall are so locked in

pls lemme know if you want more or send some requests thru my asks lmao

[yume-fanfare]

since u seem vv knowledgeable on the subject, might i ask for some haniwa song recs? i've listened to a few lipxlip songs but i kinda want to expand into it... im just not sure where to start

omg sure!!!!!!! here are some favs of mine in no particular order (no lxl ones):

ai no scenario: mv is EVERYTHING rewrote the game fr

kinyoubi no ohayou: this was the song that got me into honeyworks!!! it's really cute

canelé: because it's the season <3 this one has a follow-up mv titled wolf, which is suuper cool too!

senpai & daikirai na hazudatta: listening to them one after the other improves the experience sooo much they're such perfect songs. they happen after ima suki ni naru, but can be easily listened to on their own anyways

hana ni akai ito: on the same storyline as the last two, but slower. it's a really cute song and even cuter mv <3 i really like it

kokuhaku yokou renshuu: all-time classic! adore it, my sillies

romantic wedding: the mv isn't anything super special imo but the song is so cute <33

tokyo spring session: on the same wedding vein as the last, and this mv is Everything to me forever. domestic scenes <33

himitsu no valentine: this one is like from two days ago but im Obsessed

kawaiku naritai: SONG OF ALL TIME FOREVER AND EVER

minikui ikimono: what an experience. this was the opening song for urasekai picnic! so theres lesbianism in it and also it goes very hard

watashi no tenshi: NICEST SONG IN THE WORLD FOREVER i love sisters (cries)

hadashi no cinderella: it has no mv but it goes impossibly hard, if i had to summarize myself with one song it would be this one, 10/10. also the singer for this, riinu, is a trans man and also my hero forever i love him

yowamushitachi no sekai seifuku: super cute all around <3 it's such a sweet song and the mv is so 💞💞💞💞

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hii! My request is a stage, I was inspired by the anime I mentioned above, one shot for soft yandere,Touma hikage keeps mc captive in his room to protect her from the danger outside and keep her beauty for himself (I have the idea that touma is obsessed with her cuteness and finds comfort in her, almost as mc were his personal psychologist) on the other hand, mc remains blissfully unaware of this because she likes to be taken care of and touma is friendly xd, they both spend valentines together~

extra note; of my request because I took too long, I'm sorry if you don't feel comfortable it's fine :), you can change the plot too and I'm sorry touma for imagining you so strange ;-;

Writer's corner: Oohh! Okay, it sounds pretty interesting! Thank you for requesting! I really hope you'll appreciate and like the drabble! If not, please let me know, so I can fix it for you! Happy Valentine's Day!~♥

Words: 1106

s/o's pronouns: SHE/HER

Warnings: soft Yandere! Obsession~

~♥𝙼𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜♥~

I was humming a soft song while brushing my dear princess' hair.

The pink brush gently caressing her hair while she was smiling at me, looking at my reflection on the mirror. As I looked at her eyes on the mirror, I blushed immediately. My eyes were open wide as that beauty was sitting in front of me, her soft hair between my fingers.. I could smell her shampoo scent even in my hands. Her eyes were sparkling and her cute eyes were staring at me.

"You're so beautiful, s/o...", I whispered, caressing her hair. My hand softly moved from her head to her cheeks and neck. I rubbed my fingers against her soft and perfect skin. She giggled and got some goosebumps at my touch. I smiled warmly.

I had been keeping her in my room for so much time.. I didn't even remember when I started keeping her in there.. yet I didn't care anymore. She was mine. Her beauty... her cuteness... her kindness.. her soothing voice.. everything was mine.

That was how we were spending Valentine's Day together. We were taking care of each other. I had promised her I would have brushed her hair.. that I would have cuddled her.. My attention would have been completely to her..

Oh, well...

Not that it was a novelty!

I had always had my attention to her..

When I first met her, I didn't manage to look away. I immediately thought that she must have been mine one day.

And now we were there, loving each other without any kind of burden.. without any better guy than me!.. There wasn't any guy who was more flawless than me..! To her eyes I was the best one in all the world.. and this was what I truly wanted.

What about Visty? They didn't know about her. Even if s/o lived with them under the same roof, well... they didn't know she was in my room. When one day Kantaro told me he had heard a singing voice from my room, I tried to cover the fact that there was actually a girl in there. It wasn't that I didn't trust my fellows and friends Visty, but.. I couldn't risk to lose s/o.. I couldn't risk to see her going away with someone better than me! I loved her too much. I knew especially Kantaro and Aoi had some suspects, but... well... maybe I would have told them one day...

..or maybe not.

As I entered my room after a long working day, I felt relieved to see s/o sitting on my bed, maybe writing or reading. Her focused eyes on a book... Her cute sitting position.. The soft skin of her arms and hands holding that book.. Her cute chest slowly and regularly going up and down due to her breath. I felt good each time I entered that room. I felt protected in her arms, as I always told her my worries and insecurities... just like someone else would do with a psychologist...

While brushing her hair delicately I thought of how sweet she had been with me so far: she had always listened to me, holding my head on her lap, softly playing with my blonde hair, comforting me. And I had always protected her as well...!.. from the outside world...

...from better guys than me...

A gentle touch from her... a glance... or even only a smile from her would be enough for me to feel appreciated.. to feel loved. I knew she would have never judged me, nor left me in pain.. She was the perfect for me... She was simply mine.

"You... you bought me a gift for Valentine's Day?.."

S/o's soothing and whispering voice spoke. She looked so surprised.. why? It wasn't the first time I bought her a present... yet she looked at me surprised and I felt my heart melting because of her cuteness.

"Of course I did!.. You're my princess, after all~..!", I answered holding a red heart-shaped box with one of my hands. It was full of chocolates. With the other hand I was holding a small and gracious teddy bear. It was soft and its eyes were sparkling. I giggled to myself as I noticed how that teddy bear could remind me of my adorable and cute princess.

She was sitting on my bed, wearing some of my most comfortable clothes, like a giant oversized and colourful hoodie. Her cheeks blushed suddenly as she saw that box of chocolates and that small and cute teddy bear.

She stood up on her tiptoes only to softly kiss my right cheek, hugging my torso. I chuckled happily..

That feel.. Her lips on my cheek... Her beauty so near to my body... That warm feeling inside my chest... It gave me a small and sweet shiver along my back before I hugged her, picking her up. S/o gasped softly in surprise and giggled when I did it. I then started kissing her passionately, some shivers running down both my and her backs... It was love.. I wanted to make her feel special.. Special like nobody else in this world... Beautiful and cute like nobody else.. She was perfect... My perfect princess.

She wrapped her legs around my torso, as I kept kissing her, holding her cute and innocent body against mine. My heart was racing faster than usual.. My soul was completely drowning into her beauty.. Into her love... Into her care.. I could taste her love from her lips, from those sweet and warm lips of hers.. It was magical.. It was pure yet so passionate.. Our love was unique.. She was unique!

While I was kissing her with all my heart and soul I remembered about her sweet comforting words.. I remembered about how she had comforted me when I had told her about my insecurities.. About the true Touma Hikage..

"Don't be fool, sweetie.. You're handsome not only outside but inside..!"

And as I had asked her if she would have loved me forever, she had answered me sweetly, caressing my face:

"Love doesn't look at appearance.. Love looks at soul's beauty... and I love your soul.. I love you...!"

Oh, s/o... I loved you.. You have no idea how much I did..

I kept kissing her, cuddling her even when we both decided to snuggle under my bed's blanket, watching a movie. My kiss against her forehead and her giggle..

I was happy she had spent her Valentine's Day with me...

I was happy she was mine..

And she would have kept being even after....

....Even forever.

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[paradigmsofbrittaperry]

3, 15, 16

3. favorite love song?

obligatory Love Story (Taylor’s Version), Paper Rings, and Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift, The Perfect Mistake by Cartel, and Stupid For You by Waterparks!! also have been enjoying Beginning Middle End by Leah Nobel but I just heard that for the first time yesterday in TATBILB 3 lol. most of these don’t really fit the stereotypical slow mushy love song vibe but they’re *my* romantic vibe.

15. what’s your ideal first date?

the first date that I don’t know is a first date. I usually don’t date people that I’m not already super close to, so every time that I’ve been asked out or asked someone out, it’s been while I’m already engaged in a date-like activity with the person in question. (my favorite example of this involves when my ex took me to our city’s downtown before we were dating and the two of us just walked around and drank bubble tea. we stopped at this art gallery where he knew one of the artists, and he ended up introducing me to the artist as “my....................Bri” since he couldn’t truthfully introduce me as his girlfriend. this led to me, exasperated in the parking garage as we got back into his car, telling him that he had to stop being a coward and make up his mind about me since we’d confessed our feelings for one another at least a month prior to this day. we kissed on top of the parking garage as the sun set and it was a solidly mediocre kiss and we figured out later that it happened right in front of a security camera.) honestly, I just think that the pressure of knowing that I’m going on a first date with someone I don’t know too well would make me too anxious to have a good time.

16. favorite love story?

whatever Troy and Abed have going on.

fr I think the one that sort of accidentally became my blueprint for what I like in romantic media is Much Ado About Nothing and Benedick and Beatrice. (falling in love w/ their dynamic in my 7th grade English class is most definitely what led me here to Jeffbritta hell today. also I should reread that play, it’s been years.)

send a Valentine’s day ask!!

[b0otyliciuos69]

All of them (:

VALENTINE’S DAY

1: Do you have a crush at the moment?

My girl 😘

2: Have you ever been deeply in love?

I have been for the past year 😍😍😍

3: Longest relationship you’ve ever been in?

1 year, 5 days, 23 hours and counting…

4: Have you ever changed for someone?

Ummm never changed for another person, but I have changed because of other people, because I learned that how I do things isn’t the best or I could be better

5: How is your relationship with your ex?

It’s a fug-ay-zy a fugazy, it’s a whazzy it’s a whoozie fairy dust it doesn’t exist it’s never landed it is no matter it’s not on the elemental chart it’s not fucking real!

6: Have you ever been cheated on?

Nope!

7: Have you ever cheated?

Tampoco!

8: Would you date someone who’s well known for cheating?

Hmmm… Hard to say but I’d like say no just because I value trust a lot in a relationship, and I can’t see myself trusting someone who’s constantly cheating. But you never know! Anything could happen

9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?

Definitely trust (and being able to make each other laugh at anything TBH)

10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?

Hmmmm, I’m loving the serious relationship, always having someone you can come back to after a long day and relax with them so I’m gonna go with that one

11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on “breaks”?

Every relationship is different so I can’t really say yes or no, but if that’s what both people want, to step away from each other for a minute to think, go for it

12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?

LMAO still a virgin

13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?

Ummm… I have no clue

14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?

Whenever they feel ready and comfortable with the idea of it, not pressured into it or anything

15: Do you believe in the phrase “age is just a number”?

So long as it’s consensual and no one is being lied to or taken advantage of, it’s all good (except for pedophilia, keep that shit away)

16: Do you believe in “love at first sight”?

Too much of a romantic not to 😘

17: Do you believe it’s possible to fall in love on the internet?

Of course, why not

18: What do you consider a deal breaker?

TBH gals that can’t rate burps and can’t heavily compete with you to top your burps (but fr I can’t deal with people that can’t think past themselves, love me a gal that thinks of everyone)

19: How do you know it’s time to end a relationship?

Hmmmm… When you can’t trust the other person, it’s only gonna go down hill from there but what do I know

20: Are you currently in a relationship?

You know it, bitch! With the most beautiful woman in the world @donutfusion

21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?

Hmm…. Again I’m not someone to ask for this

22: Do you think people should date their friends?

Why not?? I’m dating my best friend

23: How many relationships have you had?

One… Two… Three… Four… Seventy-two… These questions are a bit repetitive

24: Do you think love can last forever?

Of course I do!

25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?

Another of course! Love makes you move your ass. When you see your boo struggling, all you wanna do is make it all right again, even if your gotta move mountains

26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn’t approve of?

LMAO no, they can get over it

27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?

“You’re an idiot, don’t do that, everything you think you know is wrong”

28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?

I’m in one… So yes!

29: What do you notice first about another person?

Their eyes, people’s eyes tell you everything you need to know about a person

30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?

Straight but a lil open

31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?

No of course not, through thick and thin I’m there no matter what

32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?

Nope!

33: Do you want to get married one day?

💍You tell me

34: What do you think about getting your partner’s name tattooed?

Hasn’t everyone done that?? Next time you see me ask me to show it to you, got her name tattooed across my ass 😘

35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?

Yes of course, even though I value sex in a relationship a lot and I feel a connection with my partner through sex, if one day my girl came up to me and said she wasn’t comfortable having sex anymore, like I said I’m there through thick and thin no matter what

36: Are you still a virgin?

You know it, bitch!!

37: What’s more important: Looks or personality?

What that mouth do!!!… To present your personality because that’s what’s really important🙂

38: Do you enjoy love films?

Yaaaasssss I’m a whore for a good rom-com

39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?

Haven’t received yet 😞 But I have given on multiple occasions and I will again, love giving my girl roses and daisies (her fav) and sunflowers and all kinds of flowers!

40: Have you ever had a valentine?

Already had two in a row!

41: What’s your imagination of a “perfect date”?

Taking my girl out on the town for nice walks and somewhere very nice to eat. Buying her flowers to start, and then getting down on one knee and opening my lil box with a $500,000 check, and under the check is a ring. I’m not asking her to marry me, just got it for her bc it looked nice in the display case but I thought it’d look even better on her finger @donutfusion

42: Have you ever read “Romeo & Juliet”?

Not as a whole

43: What’s more important: Your partner or your friends?

My best friend is my partner so… My partner :3

44: Would you consider yourself “romantic”?

Hell yes!! OMG I’m a slut for romance, can’t wait to live with my girl so I can treat her even better with bubble baths 😘😘😘

45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?

Mmmmm no, not at all

46: Have you ever been “friendzoned”?

Ummm yes, yes I have

47: Which “famous couple” is your favorite?

Umm… Don’t think I have one… If that changes I’ll let you know!

48: What’s your favorite love song?

Bound 2 😘

49: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

LMAO with what

50: If you’re single, why do you think you are?

Haven’t met the right person?? Or maybe it’s

51: Would you rather date someone who’s rich but a douchebag or someone who’s poor but a nice guy?

obvi poor guy, don’t like douchebags

52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships?

Nope, don’t listen to a word I say I’m not taking any responsibility for your relationship falling apart because I gave advice. (Also I like to fuck around a lot so I will give funny shitty advice on purpose)

53: Are you jealous of couples when you’re single?

Lmao wat no

54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?

Ummm not at all really social media really isn’t my thing in general so

55: Would you consider yourself “clingy”, “overly attached” or “jealous”?

Ofc not (but if you text my girl I’mma come after you)

56: Have you ever “destroyed” a relationship?

Like a homewrecker? Wish I could say no…

57: Do you think it’s silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?

Just because I wouldn’t consider it, doesn’t mean it’s silly for others to consider it. People have their own lives and they’re the ones that choose how to live it. It’s not silly

58: Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?

Pretty vers but primarily take dominant 😘

59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner’s birthday or your anniversary?

If anything I’m the one that remembers them…. 

60: What’s your opinion on open relationships?

In one so…

61: Who’s more important: Your partner or your family?

Isn’t your partner your family???

62: How do you define “cheating”?

Crossing boundaries that are set within the relationship @donutfusion got it spot on in  her post

63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?

Lmao no

64: Do you think Valentine’s Day is overrated?

Valentine’s day?? You mean another excuse to treat my girl?? HELL NO!

65: Would you consider yourself a “cuddler”?

*in bed, eyes peaking out from under warm comforter* where my cuddles

[stevebabey]

valentines day

this is gross and generic please ignore me

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Valentines Day.

Any other year of your life, you had despised the day, mocking the lovey dovey couples in the corridor who exchanged chocolates and roses and kisses and ugh- couldn’t they do it somewhere else? Why did they have to promote their oh-so-perfect relationships right in the hallway, for everyone to see? 

But not this year, no, this year, you had Stiles- god, you could think of thousands upon thousands of words to describe Stiles and the indescribable emotions he made you feel; happiness, admiration and love.

You came to realize; you hadn’t despised Valentines Day, you had envied it.

But not anymore.

“I have died, everyday, waiting for you. . .” 

It wasn’t a surprise to anyone that the first song playing on the radio was a love song- A Thousand Years to be exact and the only reaction it elicited from you was a groggy groan. You were half upset you had to actually get up from your bed and the other because you were reminded that you had to live through another international day of love or more commonly known as Valentines Day (or to you, the international day of suffering.)

You clutched your pillow after slamming your alarm silent and burrowed your head into the mattress, holding your pillow tightly over your head as you released a louder groan to show your annoyance. Maybe, I’ll suffocate to death, you hoped bitterly as you lay there for a moment before pulling your head out from under the pillow and letting out a sigh, knowing the ‘it’s valentines day!’ excuse wasn’t going to work on either of your parents (you had definitely tried it.)

Your eyes flitted to the buzz from your phone placed on your bedside table, wondering what the message you received could possibly be this early in the morning. Rolling over grudgingly, you picked up the phone and began to read. 

Hey yo hi i don’t actually know how to start this message because this is the first time i’ve actually had a girlfriend on valentines and chances are i’m gonna go overboard with gifts and all but you’ll love me anyways so see you at school babe x

Oh my god, how could you have possibly forgotten the fact you had a boyfriend, an amazingly incredible boyfriend as well - as you remembered that fact you weren’t single for this Valentines, suddenly you became happier, even excited at the prospect of the day ahead of you, scampering out of your bed and quickly heading to shower, planning each aspect of your outfit with the constant wonder of what ‘gifts’ the day had in store.

Because you weren’t the worst girlfriend in existence, you made sure to leave early and to swing by a convenience store to pick something up for Stiles (though that fact it was from an convenience store didn’t sound romantic, you had a feeling Stiles wouldn’t mind.)

Pulling into the school parking lot, your eyes spotted the bright pink and red streamers someone has quickly thrown across the front of the school in a half-ditched effort and while you usually would’ve scrunched your nose in displeasure, the sight only made you more excited for the day. You scanned the parking lot for the familiar blue jeep of the Stilinski boy, slightly confused when you didn’t find it but hurried into the school nevertheless, dashing away your concerns.

You headed to Stiles’ locker first (of course you knew the combination, you were his girlfriend after all), spinning the lock open and slipping in the small presents you had brought him (those plus, a sketchy but adorable handmade card you found time to make) shutting it just in time for the first bell to sound throughout the school. 

Your eyes peered down the hallway, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion when you couldn’t spot Stiles or typical flannels and animated hand motions anywhere you looked - I could’ve sworn we had first bell together, you thought but the second warning bell rang and the thought left your mind as you rushed to make it to class.

Scott, as well as all your other friends in first period were equally as confused about Stiles’ absence and whereabouts- I mean, he was Stiles so there was a couple of reasons he wouldn’t be in school but Scott insisted that Stiles had told him he was coming to school, that he had something special planned- from your desk, you perked up at his words, leaning closer to the alpha in hopes of catching some details of Stiles’ plan.

“What kind of details?” You asked hopefully, a convincing grin on your lips but Scott only scoffed and laughed, shaking his head.

“Sorry, I’ve been sworn to secrecy.” He raised his hands to show he couldn’t spill and you huffed, sneering slightly at him before you turned and slumped over on your desk, wondering where in the hell your dumbass dorky boyfriend was. You hadn’t been paying attention to the lesson in the slightest and you weren’t planning on it, your eyes instead fixed on the clock as it ticked ever so slowly- you swear a minute in this classroom lasted a whole hour.

You groaned silently as you dropped your head onto your desk, practically bored out of your mind when a small paper ball smacked you in the side of your head, catching your attention. Your head shot up from the desk as you glaringly looked around for the culprit, landing on Malia diagonal you who shrugged innocently at your menacing glare before she gestured to the door of the classroom.  

You turned your gaze, eyeing the small glass window which currently held the view of the generic boring hallway light like always - you frowned, about to turn and question what Malia when the brunette head of your boyfriend, carrying what could only be described as a spastic expression popped up in the window.

Your eyes widened as he instantly searched the room, landing on you and grinned wickedly, his eyes bright and he excitedly gestured with his hands to join him out in the hallway. The glum expression you held on your face slowly melted away as you felt your own grin tug eagerly on your lips, gathering your papers and shoving them in you bag as you quickly climbed to your feet.

“Excuse me, Miss y/l/n but where do you think you’re going?”

In a panic, you spat out the first thing in your mind, “Does anyone ever really know where they’re going?”

Your teacher frowned in confusion, something that could be described as maybe wistfulness from your reply and you took the chance to push on the classroom door, leaving the class behind you as you stepped into the hallway to end up being swiftly enveloped into a bear hug by Stiles - you let the grin over take your face as he lifted you up in the hug, spinning in several circles and you couldn’t help the joyful laughs that escaped you- god, every time you saw him, he still made you grin like a school girl with a crush. 

He settled you down on your feet and pressed a quick kiss on your forehead, still grinning as he grabbed your hand and began to pull you down the long hallway to the front of the school, yet to utter a word to you- but apparently you had spoke to soon because as soon as you opened your mouth to question, he paused before the front doors of the school.

“Okay, don’t ask any questions just yet and-- oh, um, yeah this-this is for you,” 

He pulled forward his hand from behind his back, a single red rose enclosed in his hand, something you hadn’t noticed and you couldn’t help the flaming in your cheeks at the romantic gesture. You beamed up at him, speechless and attempted to contain the small squeal of excitement from inside (I mean, this usually happened to other girls, not you), bouncing up on your toes to kiss him on the cheek in thank you and instantly the blush from your cheeks, appeared on his as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously before his eyes widened in remembrance. 

“Oh! And thank you so much for the Star Wars candies- you really know your way to my heart,” He chuckled with a lopsided grin that made your heart skip a beat, starting walking towards the front doors again, you following instantly as he continued. “The handmade card was the best part though.” 

You beamed at him as you both pushed the front doors open and you found his blue jeep easily among the rows of cars, beginning the head in that direction and Stiles starting to nervously ramble out of habit - he had absolutely no clue how this worked; would you like this sort of thing? would you be disappointed? think it was too much? He had no way of knowing and it was making him extremely anxious, so much it was all coming out in word vomit. 

“Okay, so I didn’t know exactly what you wanted to do or if you wanted me to do anything at all, so if anything is weird or boring just say an--” 

“Stiles,” You interrupted his rambles, smiling as you reached out and took his hand in your own, intertwining your fingers delicately. “I don’t care where we are or what we’re doing, as long as I’m with you.” 

Stiles suddenly didn’t feel so nervous- putting the car into drive, he quickly pulled out of the school parking lot and started down the road, both your hands still interlinked between you two, hanging over the console. You were dying to ask where you were going but you knew he wouldn’t spill until you had arrived and when you did, it didn’t take long for you to figure out the familiar setting.

The arcade- of course, this was typical Stiles fashion and you had spent many night battling it out at the arcade with your boyfriend (many great memories had been made in the laser tag area). It was a bit run down, a few punched out lights here and there and pizza so cheesy it dripped grease - you loved it. 

“My god, Stilinski, you are a genius.” 

Stiles grinned at your words and you practically launched yourself over the console to pull him into a kiss- it was a bit fumbled and awkward but you laughed heartily as you pulled back, his hand ghosting on the side of your face tenderly as his gaze held thousands of compliments ready to spill from his lips. 

“I hope you realize this isn’t just it, right? We’re still doing a Marvel marathon and then some stargazin--” 

“Shut up and get ready to get your ass kicked at air hockey, boyfriend.”

[piracytheorist]

Closer than Expected

Hi @hookedonapirate! I’m your CS Secret Valentine :) It was really nice talking to you and getting to know you over these days! I hope you enjoy your gift - Emma as a fashion designer and Killian as a model, and a small twist ;) Beta by @wingedlioness.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

AO3 | FFnet

For someone used to not depending on small things to make her mornings, Emma sure found it hard rising from bed before hearing her neighbor downstairs sing his early tunes. He never spent a morning without welcoming the day with a song as if he was the happiest person in the world.

Of course, the only reason she even heard him was due to a few loose planks on her floor and her neighbor’s very thin ceiling. Her landlord had warned her about it, saying that they were going to fix it soon. But in her two months living there, no notice came, and honestly, she couldn’t complain. It’s not that she felt like she was creeping on him either. She couldn’t understand the lyrics, only the melody making it through her floor, and nothing else. No discussions, no other voices, just melodies of various music styles brightening her mood.

Today was different, as her neighbor - she still hadn’t learnt his name - sounded like he had a sore throat. He still sang, but coughed between phrases and his voice sounded rough. She kept listening until the sound of his door closing let her know he was gone, and she finally stood up.

Emma may have been a semi-famous fashion designer, but her style never stopped being casual. She enjoyed how it felt like it protected her from the world without making her look fake, though that wasn’t a detail she was used to sharing in her interviews.

So she put on her jeans, boots, shirt and leather jacket and took the subway to Snow White’s Fashion House. Cheesy name, she admitted, but the conditions were great, her pay good, and her boss extremely friendly to everyone, even Emma herself. And most of the models were nice too.

Well, most of them.

As soon as Emma entered the building, the first person she saw was Killian Jones, one of the company’s well-paid and most trusted models, as well as the only one-handed model working for a fashion house in the whole city. Killian working there seemed to have a very positive effect on the company and he looked quite proud of it.

Oh great, he caught her staring at him again. She expected another sassy remark from him, his way of flirting, but this time he only smiled suggestively at her, his one eyebrow rising before turning back to continue his conversation with Ruby, the company’s receptionist who could very well be working as a model if she only asked.

Entering her atelier, Emma was greeted by an Elsa who was grinning ear to ear. “Good morning, Elsa,” she said.

“Good morning, sunshine. Today’s your lucky day,” Elsa said and raised her eyebrows.

“What?” Emma took her jacket off slowly and eyed her co-worker cautiously. She’s only shared very few with Elsa for her to know what a lucky day for Emma Swan could be.

“Killian Jones will be coming today for a new leather costume. And I will be over at David because he asked for my help with some new dresses, which means you will be here alone taking his measurements,” she said and managed to smile even wider.

Taking his measurements. Which would mean… seeing Killian Jones wearing only his underwear, her fingers touching his bare skin, his breath on her as she worked around his body…

“Have fun,” Elsa said and walked through the door before Emma could react.

“Wait!” she shouted and ran towards her. She leaned outside and watched her go with her grin still on. “Elsa! Come back! Who will I scream at until he comes?” she almost hissed at her, which caused Elsa to laugh, her back still to Emma.

“Shit,” Emma whispered and closed her door. It’s not that she hasn’t been around attractive males in her line of work… but Killian, well, she had thought of him so many times in the past two months she’d stopped using his last name in her thoughts and got used to the idea that his looks had really swept her off her feet.

His behavior, however, being so cocky and arrogant all the time, was the last she was prepared for. Said behavior was the reason he hadn’t yet worked with Emma. Everyone talked about how hard he was to work with, and how Emma couldn’t possibly handle it. How little they knew.

On her desk lay a paper with all she needed to know for his new costume - which apparently was described as “black and extra skinny”, hence the need for new measurements. Before she even had a moment to collect herself, Killian opened her door without knocking and walked in, chin held high.

“Good morning, love,” he said. Funnily enough, his voice sounded harsh.

“I assume your voice was lost along with your manners,” she said without looking up at him. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that his stance hadn’t changed.

“Aye, screaming at a rock concert late at night will do that to you,” he said without missing a beat.

“Losing your manners or your voice?” she said, finally glaring up at him.

“Apologies,” he said and took a bow.

A bow. Was he serious?

She looked at him warily for a few seconds, measuring tape in hand, wondering what to tell him to get started. Finally she said, “Undress.” It was the coolest verb she could find without making the command sound sexual.

His eyebrow went up anyway, for the second time in a few minutes. “As you wish.”

Come on, Emma, focus.

Killian finished undressing, and Emma had to put on all her professionalism to stop herself from doing anything out of line. He was just a handsome model, she’d seen plenty of them before. Few of them however were allowed to keep their chest hair. As Killian rarely posed half-naked, in favor of deep V-necks or half-open shirts, his chest hair was perfectly intact and just perfect.

She cursed herself for wearing tight jeans, as she felt her knees starting to tremble a little. Luckily, Killian was looking high up, so she approached him and put the measuring tape loosely around his neck. They were both used to it - Killian having other people touch him non-sexually and Emma touching models non-sexually. But she would lie if she said she didn’t feel his heartbeat raise for one single moment when her fingers touched his chest as she folded the tape between his collarbones. She felt goosebumps on her own as his breath caressed the skin of her arms.

She took off the tape and turned around to write the numbers on a paper, and she could swear she saw him raise his hand and scratch behind his ear. As soon as she turned back, he was smiling again, though this time it looked less suggestive.

Next came his chest. Great. Trained as he was, he raised his arms on his own so that she could wrap the tape around his torso. She definitely didn’t need to lean into him so much in order to do that, but as awkward as it was, she didn’t comment on it and went on.

“Hold it for a sec,” she told him after measuring and his hand flew to his chest, brushing her right one as she took it off the tape to write the next measurement. That definitely needn’t have happened, but he wasn’t complaining. She dared a look at him, and was surprised to not see him too amused by that. Well, he seemed fine, but the smirk he’d greeted her with seemed too long ago now.

After she measured his waist, he took care to not touch her hand, so that wasn’t an issue, but then came the time to measure his hips.

This time, she actually let herself wonder what could happen if she touched him there.

Oh crap, Emma, come on.

She felt relief to see that all went smoothly as she carefully wrapped the tape around his hip. The fact that she did feel relief actually surprised her.

She measured his legs, which was not weird at all with her hand actually going very close to his crotch, and then finally came the time for the arms. She would lie if she said she was never curious, so she threw a glance at the stump on his left wrist. She knew that she wouldn’t need to - and maybe she shouldn’t - touch it at all to measure the arm, but she felt the desire to touch it, not out of curiosity, but for the same reason her heartbeat had raised since she started working on him. She was glad she was standing behind him.

“Have you tried ice-cream from the parlor across the street?” he asked suddenly.

She looked up at him, focusing on his very soft looking hair. “Not yet. I’ll only indulge if I’m certain their rocky road is decent enough.”

“Hm, haven’t tried that one yet. Their grapefruit one is worth it.”

“Who even eats grapefruit-flavored ice-cream?”

He tsked. “It’s got lots of vitamins, Swan.”

“It’s full of sugar. Aren’t you supposed to, not eat that kind of stuff or something?”

“Don’t pressure a model on their diet, please,” he said with mock embarrassment.

“I never do and you know that.”

“I do, love.” His smile now seemed terribly nice and she couldn’t tell if he was faking it or not. But their casual discussion - quite possibly the first one they had since they met - distracted her from the nervousness she felt after touching him all over. She had finished measuring him yet she still stood next to him having small talk. While he was naked save for one piece of clothing.

She cleared her throat and turned her back at him, pretending to work on his measurements in order to give him the time to dress again. This would only be the first part, as later she would need to actually check the fabric while he would be wearing it.

It wouldn’t be a very lucky day if she got fired for unprofessionalism.

Luckily for her, Killian’s schedule changed before she’d finished the costume and he had to leave, so Emma went on with her other projects until she finished for the day.

Overworked as always, Emma entered her apartment and collapsed on the couch. She rubbed her eyes with her hands and waited until the relaxing tune of her neighbor’s rough singing was heard.

She suddenly opened her eyes in shock. Killian’s voice was also rough this morning, but that didn’t stop him from babbling all day. She’d never seen her neighbor and didn’t know his name, plus there were more than a few mailboxes without name tags on them in the entrance of her apartment building. But she had been living there for two months, wouldn’t she have seen Killian around if he really was her neighbor? Plus, she couldn’t believe an arrogant guy like Killian Jones would be singing silly happy songs like Mr. Sandman at seven in the morning.

Her neighbor coughed enough times to make Emma worry a little. If his apartment was as simple as hers, the chances of him having a roommate were thin, so he probably was living on his own. Emma turned her head and looked at the unopened Orange & Ginger Tea package that was lying on her kitchen counter. She heard another series of coughs.

To hell with it, what did she have to lose?

She poured hot water in a thermos, took two porcelain mugs and two tea bags, placed them all on a serving tray and walked downstairs to his apartment door. She stood there for almost a solid minute, trying to find an excuse why she was there as she listened to him sing a variation of House of the Rising Sun. She sighed and finally rang the bell. What was she even going to do if it really was Killian?

“Coming!” she heard from inside. Emma froze. She was almost sure that was how Killian sounded like that morning but still, what were the chances-

Before she could finish her thought, the door opened to reveal Killian Jones, fully dressed in black silk pyjamas and hair wet. His mouth opened in surprise.

“Swan? What are you doing here?” His eyes scanned her up and down and focused on her fluffy slippers for a few seconds.

“I… live upstairs,” she said, her voice low. “I thought I could introduce myself to the neighbors.” She felt stupid for not also bringing the cookies she hadn’t opened since buying them last week.

“At nine in the evening? With tea?” He didn’t look like he was judging her, just a lot curious. Finally, he shook his head and stepped aside, letting her in his apartment.

“I… heard you cough,” she admitted without looking at him and bit her lip.

“What?”

She looked around at his apartment. It looked the same size as hers, though even cleaner than hers.

“Yeah,” she finally turned, her hands gripping the tray so hard her knuckles were starting to get white. “Your ceiling is very thin and some planks on my floor are loose so some noises slip through”. She bit her lip again when she saw him almost blanch. “Don’t worry,” she rushed to say, “I can’t actually hear what you’re saying. I can hear murmurs and… singing, and only today, your coughing.”

As if on cue, he started coughing again. Some of the color seemed to return on his face.

“So I thought I could bring you some tea,” she said and raised the tray for emphasis.

“Uh…” he said and dropped his head a little, “thank you for your consideration.” He actually blushed. Killian fucking Jones, famous model and beloved by thousands of fans, was actually blushing and smiling shyly. He scratched behind his ear, as she had sort-of seen him do that morning.

“I’m sorry, is it a bad time?” she said.

“No, no, I won’t be going to bed for an hour. Uh, you can… sit down.”

Emma couldn’t believe that he actually sounded nervous. She sat on the couch, opened the thermos and poured hot water into the cups, letting the tea bags soak it in. Killian sat on the armchair next to her and watched her silently. Emma stifled a yawn.

“So, you can hear me sing, uh?” he asked, the bravado in his voice returned.

“Yeah. Some of my favorites are those that sound like sea shanties…” she looked up at him. “They are sea shanties, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, they are. But you can’t hear the lyrics, you said?” He was leaning back on his chair and he raised his eyebrow, hand and wrist resting on his lap.

“No. Why?”

“Oh, nothing,” he replied with a shrug. “I gather you’ve learned this one,” and he started humming a melody.

“Yeah, you’ve sung this one many times. What do the lyrics say?”

He smirked. “You don’t wanna know.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Excuse me?”

“Well, sailors weren’t known for being coy.”

“And you think that I haven’t heard lewd songs before?”

He reached over and took one mug. “Then, maybe I’ll sing it to you when I’m trying on the leather costume.”

Emma regretted saying anything. He was going to make it way harder for her.

“Hm, that’s very good,” he said after tasting the tea.

“One of my favourite flavors,” she replied. “Not one many brands have.”

“Thank you again,” he said and cleared his throat. “It was the last thing I expected tonight.”

“The tea or finding out we’re neighbors?”

He blushed again, though little. He huffed a laugh. “Both, I guess. How come we never met before?”

“You always leave for work and come back earlier than I do, and I’ve only been here for two months.” She shrugged. “Maybe it was about time we did,” she said carefully. For a few seconds, he was looking at her, as if trying to read her, and she relaxed when he finally smiled softly and nodded.

She didn’t realize how quickly time passed. She stayed there and they talked casually, she asked him to sing, and he did, until he complained with mock self-pity about his tired and sore throat. The night went by and the last thing she remembered was him talking about a fashion show in Paris.

Next thing she knew, she was waking slowly to the lyrics of Sweet Child o’ Mine. She hummed in satisfaction. Her neighbor’s - Killian’s - voice sounded less rough today. Actually, it sounded clearer than she’d ever heard it.

Then she started getting a scent that reminded her of sea, and leather, and... lavender. She never used lavender fabric softener for her sheets. She opened her eyes.

According to the alarm clock on the nightstand beside her, it was 8:15 in the morning. The bedroom was bright and simply furnitured, and completely unfamiliar to her.

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder and the rain To quietly pass me by

She sat up on the bed. That was definitely Killian’s voice, and the structure of the bedroom reminded her of her own. She was wearing her clothes from yesterday night and had apparently been taking the whole bed.

Oh, sweet child o’ mine…

She rose and followed the voice to the kitchen. Killian had his back half-turned to her, leaning on the counter as he cut a pineapple into slices. On the table was a jug with fresh-looking orange juice, a few slices of rye bread and a jar with honey, along with silverware, two plates and Emma’s serving tray, with the two mugs from yesterday lying on it upside down.

“Good morning, love,” he said, turning to her. If she hadn’t known that he, as well as other Brits, used the word “love” for basically any acquaintance of his, and if she hadn’t been wearing her normal clothes, she would have been happy to imagine that this was a morning they were going to spend as something more than simple co-workers.

“Good morning. What happened last night?”

“You fell asleep on my couch. I tried to wake you up but you were dead to the world. So I… carried you to my bedroom, and don’t worry, I had just put new sheets.”

She was sure she was looking like an idiot but couldn’t stop her eyes from bulging and her eyebrows from rising. He had carried her, as in, bride-style and put her to bed? “And where did you sleep?”

“On the couch. It’s pretty comfortable, I have to admit.”

“Oh,” was all she could say. She sat down at the table. “Thank you.”

“I guess we’re even now,” he said with a soft smile. He looked happy.

She wrung her hands together. “Hardly,” she said. “I just brought you some tea and you let me sleep in your bed because I was too lazy to go upstairs in my own place.”

“You weren’t lazy, you were tired.” He sat on the chair next to her. “Pineapple?”

She obliged and took a slice. It was really tasty. “You work a lot, and it was Friday so it would make sense you would be a little extra tired,” he added.

“A lot? How do you know that?”

“Well, the Nolans are famous for their nice attitude towards their employees, but not for their lenience. If you weren’t hard-working you wouldn’t be where you are.” His voice sounded very calm, and his face looked warm, relaxed and happy. He seemed happy to just spend time with her. He was still in his pyjamas, a few buttons on the top undone, his hair a slight mess and his eyes a little puffy from sleep but he looked the happiest she’d ever seen him.

Quickly, she pulled herself together and raised from her chair. “I should get going. I have to go shopping today,” she lied. She didn’t even know why she had stayed that long and hadn’t run out the door the moment she realized she was still in Killian’s place.

“Oh, don’t you want some juice?” he asked as he raised as well.

“No, it’s- it’s okay, I…” she trailed off as she looked into his eyes, closer than ever before. They were blue, very blue, and they were twitching slightly, as he focused on each of her eyes at a time, and then they flickered towards her lips. They only lingered there for half a second but that was enough to send Emma forward, crushing her lips to his. She more felt than heard his soft oof at the sudden contact but kissed her back quickly. Her one hand grasped at his shirt while the other rose to touch the nape of his neck, fingers softly brushing his dark hair. She could faintly hear his breath getting heavier and faster as he opened his mouth for her, his hand barely brushing her middle, as if uncertain if he was allowed to touch her.

Suddenly, she stopped. Eyes closed, she leaned her forehead into his, lips almost still touching, his warm breath caressing her lips and chin. Her hand left his nape to rest just a little under his collarbone, and she felt his heart beat in a rhythm as erratic as her own. She opened her eyes. His body was leaning towards her as if asking for more, and his eyes were still closed. He definitely didn’t regret it, and if she was to be honest with herself, neither did she.

Slowly, she stepped back. He raised his eyes and looked at her with his lips slightly open, expecting her next move. Who the hell was he really?

“See you Monday,” she said simply and walked out the door without looking back at him. After closing the door, she leaned on it and let her body slide down, sitting on the floor. The kiss was… well, hot. He smelled like spice and sea salt and was actually kissing her back, not taking more than she was giving. He barely even touched her himself. She sighed. She felt like the infatuated school girl she never got to be.

They weren’t exactly friends. They barely even worked together, they’d barely spoken yet she’d felt so comfortable throughout the night, but how would he react if she kept avoiding him the whole weekend? For her, it would certainly be a hard weekend to get through, especially if he started singing again. She stood up and for two seconds contemplated knocking on his door before she turned around and almost ran to her apartment.

It was only after she’d closed her own door that she realized she had forgotten her tray at Killian’s place.

[multiple-nerdery]

All valentines asks!

1: Do you have a crush at the moment? Tragically

2: Have you ever been deeply in love? i don’t love any other way3: Longest relationship you've ever been in? 2+ years

4: Have you ever changed for someone? not fundamentally5: How is your relationship with your ex? friendly with one, more distant but still friendly with the second, awkward but friendly with the third.6: Have you ever been cheated on? not that i know of. pls don’t tell me

7: Have you ever cheated? not in relationships, rarely on tests/8: Would you date someone who's well known for cheating? doubt i’d fall fr someone like that.9: What's the most important part of a relationship? communication               10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings? i dont know how flings work11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on "breaks"? nah       12: How many people have you ever hooked up with? i guess either one or two, depending on how you count “hooking up”. I’d rather have more continuing affections than hook ups but the logistics are different13: What's one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship? I kind of enabled shea’s self-destructive behavior, and cut off a friend. Wish I hadn’t done that™™™14:What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex? if they’ve learned about consent properly, whenever that is, long as it’s above the age of 12 and within a decent age range. It’s a personal choice for everyone, they just need to be given the tools to make healthy decisions15: Do you believe in the phrase "age is just a number"? kinda, but it’s always used by pedophiles to justify their horribleness. So, while age is just a number, it’s hard to have experience or judgement ability without a large amount of age.16: Do you believe in "love at first sight"? nah. love takes time and love takes work

17: Do you believe it's possible to fall in love on the internet? sure18: What do you consider a deal breaker? bigotry

19: How do you know it's time to end a relationship? wouldn’t know, never done it20:Are you currently in a relationship? no, i’m in suffering21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends? I’ve managed it22:Do you think people should date their friends? if they both want

23: How many relationships have you had?

24: Do you think love can last forever? ya. it’ll change, but it’ll still be love25:Do you believe love can conquer all things? love can’t conquer death.26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn't approve of? nah but i probably wouldn’t date anyone like that my parents trust my judgement enough they’d approve of almost anyone i chose. 27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be? don’t wait, ask all ur crushes out. Worst they can say is no.28:Do you think long distance relationships can work? yes

29: What do you notice first about another person? their throbbing personality. 30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual? ace. panromantic31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness? i’d be sad cause i care about them... even if they were my friend too, but like, it wouldn’t bother me. i’d try n help as much as possible32:Have you ever been in an abusive relationship? no. unhealthy yes but abusive no.33:Do you want to get married one day? if i have a partner, and they want. idc34: What do you think about getting your partner's name tattooed? i wouldn’t but y’all do what you want it’s cute.35:Could you be in a relationship without sex? i’ve done it before I can do it again.36:Are you still a virgin? somehow, despite it all, no.37: What's more important: Looks or personality? both are important for different reasons. if i like someone, i’ll like how they look tho. full stop.38: Do you enjoy love films? not one i’ve seen yet but i’m open to it.39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses? yes? yes40: Have you ever had a valentine? friends yes. I missed my first chance with one relationship, then we were off again for two and three, and I’ve been single the two valentine’s days after that. but i’ve been friend valentines with my friends. kinda41:What's your imagination of a "perfect date"? me n another person enjoy bein around each other. thas it idc what we do, within limits.42: Have you ever read "Romeo & Juliet"? yis43: What's more important: Your partner or your friends? both are important/   44: Would you consider yourself "romantic"? in the artistic sense of loving nature and emotions, yes and no. 45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends? i can’t imagine dating anyone without being friends w/ them first, but there’s none of my friends i want to date except kinda my crush. really i just want affection im lonely46: Have you ever been "friendzoned"? i hate that term, and no??? maybe but no47: Which "famous couple" is your favorite? idkidkidkidk48:What's your favorite love song? wooden heart by elvis presley b/c german lyrics49: Have you ever broken someone's heart? not that I know of 50:If you're single, why do you think you are? my crush doesn’t want to date me. or doesn’t want to date at all. either way result is same51: Would you rather date someone who's rich but a douchebag or someone who's poor but a nice guy? poor.

52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships? well i think so53: Are you jealous of couples when you're single? nah because pda is gross (eve though I have done my fair share of that whoops)54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on Facebook)? facebook wise I couldn’t care less. the official i care about is saying the words ‘we’re dating’55: Would you consider yourself "clingy", "overly attached" or "jealous"? clingyclingyclingy56: Have you ever "destroyed" a relationship? no?

57: Do you think it's silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart? i hope no one commits suicide fr any reason but if ur considering suicide for a broken heart maybe that’s not th only reason u feel? but like don’t kill urself i will help you make it ok

58:Are you the "dominant" or the "submissive" part in a relationship? well i don’t like unequal power dynamics in th actual relationship but in the affection part i am SUCH a SUB my god. 59:Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner's birthday or your anniversary? i hyperfixate on dates n time so... no60: What's your opinion on open relationships? idk if i could handle one but for people whose partners are ok with it go fr it my dude.61:Who's more important: Your partner or your family? neither are more or less important  

62: How do you define "cheating"? doin romantic or sexual things with people who aren’t your partner that ur partner hasn’t oked. thats the cliff’s notes but like i want to keep it strong enough to where fuckboycheaters cant say they weren’t cheating but polya people aren’t labeled as cheaters.63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate? porn is highkey gross but it’s not like inappropriate, partners have disparate sexual desire, and if the choice is between relatively harmless porn n dissatisfaction in a n otherwise great relationship, it’s better than nothing64:Do you think Valentine's Day is overrated? it’s too commercialized but like let people live n enjoy it n all65:Would you consider yourself a "cuddler"?YES