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rottenraccoons · 2 days

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What would the LIs do for Valentines??

I guess the actual answer is getting a little more polish and appearing on Steam (Oleander and Francesco are there now, by the way!), but let's give them an in-universe romantic holiday to respond to.

Hey guys, today is a traditionally romantic holiday under the mountain. Whatcha gonna do?

Francesco It's the perfect excuse to go all out — starting with breakfast in bed, walks along the riverside, attending a dance lesson together, and tasting some wine. Realistically though, there's not enough time in the day to do everything. He can settle for cuddles on the couch if they grow too tired!

Keir Nothing special, for the most part. If he's asked, he'll make sure dinner is nicer than usual? He'd also make an effort to be more openly and sincerely appreciative of his partner, until it gets too sappy and he has to stop.

Oleander He takes holidays like these as a chance to mix things up a bit. Oleander does a lot of the standard trappings of dates regularly (his Chapter 1 features a nice party and a café visit, dude knows his classics), but a romantic holiday is a chance to give someone a more personal, non-traditional show of affection.

Cirrus Romantic holidays are not the sort he's used to celebrating, but he'll gladly prepare a little surprise for his partner.

Whether that's an actually somewhat cute date or another round of whipping is left to be seen however ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Depends on his mood!

#obscura vn #rotten raccoons #asks #cirrus #keir #francesco #oleander

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banquetwriter · 2 days

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Could you write a Fem!reader x Johnnie Guilbert where fem!reader forgets to take her ADHD meds so she is bouncing off of the walls.

୨୧ a million miles a minute ୨୧

pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ reader gets overwhelmed but it's not intense or anything dw

summary: ʚ Johnnie has to deal with you off your adhd meds ɞ

Words: 1591

An: watch the valentines day baking video on Johnnie channel bc this is based off that video and the dead blind mute baking challenge lol

“Ahhhhh are you ready?” you squealed, scooting your socked feet over to the camera set on the tripod. “Yeah, we should be good to go,” Johnnie says, setting his phone down as you adjust the camera's settings.

“Can you please scoot into frame my good sir.” you request trying to make sure it's focused. “Oh of course your highness,” he replies, scooting over a bit more into the camera view. “Ok ok a little moreeee.” you plead. “Jeez you asked too much of me.” he jokes, moving even closer into the frame.

You let out a small giggle at his words. The world around you slowly starts to fade away as you hyper-fixate on the camera. YouTube and video making are some of your biggest fixations and you need to make sure it is absolutely perfect.

You supposed you were taking too long because after about a minute you hear Johnie complaining behind the camera. “Baby hurry up.” he moans tapping the counter mindlessly. You squeal, feeling like your limbs are turning into concrete from standing too long.

“Sorry sorry! The camera is being mean to me,” you reply, finally deciding that the video was good enough. You slide around to the kitchen and crash into Johnnie slightly. “Woah watch it there,” he mumbles with a smile watching you fix your hair into place.

“Sorryyyy,” you mumble, making sure all the shit you two were going to use in the video was all set up. You look up at the camera and realize you never even pressed record. “Oh shit hold on.” you scoot yourself back over the camera much to Johnnie’s chagrin.

“Oh, Jesus come on,” he mumbles, watching you. “I'm sorry!!” you squeal again. “You took so long setting up that I thought you were programming a drone strike back there.” he jokes, starting to laugh at his own words as you press the record button.

You poke your head out from the camera with a shocked face. “I'm just kidding,” he says, holding his arms out as you use the tile to slide against him again. You bump into him but don't pull away at first. He smiles down at you and presses a kiss on your forehead.

You pull away with a big dopey grin unable to hide the glee he gives you. “I'm sorry I took so long to set up,” you say, holding your arms up and moving to the counter. “It's fine, don't worry about it,” he says with a grin.

“And I was just setting up to film a YouTube video. I can't imagine how hard it must be to shoot porn.” you joke with him laughing at your own words. He looks at you with a slight grin. “Jesus you're on one today,” he mutters looking at the camera that was (thankfully) now recording. “Hi everyone and welcome to this video that's already going great,” Johnnie says waving to his camera.

You giggle at his attitude and crouch down from how hard you were laughing. Johnnie rolled his eyes and looked down at you. “Can you please pull yourself together and film this with me? It's Valentine's Day, it's supposed to be romantic.” he mutters.

His words seem harsh but they aren't, he has a huge grin on his face as he holds his hand out to you to hell you off the floor. “Ahhh I'm sorry.” you apologize, then taking his hand you jump to your feet ready to start the video.

“Today your favorite chefs Gordan Ramsey and…” Johnnie says pointing to you. You try to think of another famous chef but nothing comes to mind. It felt like it had been filled with fizzy rocks and it was useless to come to terms with anything you were thinking.

“Ummm.” you start, furrowing your brow and wondering why it was so hard to concentrate today. You look at Johnnie with a small frown as you couldn't come up with any names. “Who is another chef?” you whisper at him biting your nails.

It wasn't a habit you were proud of by any means but it usually calmed you down. “Uh Chef Boyardee,” Johnnie says with a smile. You start laughing at his answer. “Duh,” he mutters again as you pretend to wipe your fake tears away.

“Dude I'm already pissed off in this video because you took so long to set it up,” he says using his hands to speak. You roll your eyes at his words, “Oh I’m sorry princess I didn't hurry up.” you mock him. “Oh Jesus am I gonna get called baby girl and princess now?” he said, rubbing his face as you laughed at him.

He picks up a few of the hideously colored boxes for you to hold and hands them to you. He picked up the rest and refocused the video. “So today we are gonna be making a bunch of Valentine's Day items,” he says looking at the boxes.

“I don't think we are gonna be making all of them, y/n hasn't taken her ADHD meds today, as you can tell. And is bouncing off the walls today… well, it's night but whatever.” he says, setting the boxes down and looking out the window.

“Well I think we should start with this one, the sugar cookie hearts,” you suggested showing the camera the box. “It looks yummyyyyy.” you comment looking at the box. The two continue making the video. There were many instructions and different moving parts and Johnnie, god bless him, was not good at being able to keep anything organized.

The lack of meds was catching up to your brain. You felt like crying. It seemed the world wasn't on your side right now, you forgot to take them one time and you're about to cry while making stupid treats.

Johnnie dumped a flavor packet into the borderline soup the two of you had made. It unfortunately missed the batter and landed mostly on the floor. “Johnnie,” you whined, all of your funny banter gone.

You took a deep breath and rubbed your face. You crouched down to your knees and sat on the floor. “Y/n? Are you ok?” Johnnie asked, looking at the camera. Then back at you.

You lifted your head a little, nodding. “Yeah, I'm ok. Just without my meds, I'm getting really overwhelmed right now.” you confess clutching your legs to your chest. Johnnie sets everything down wiping his hands on his shirt before rushing to the camera to turn it off.

He presses the button on the device before crouching down to the floor next to you. The oven went off indicating it was preheated and ready to cook your monstrosity of a creation. “I'm sorry Johnnie. I hate when people think ADHD is getting hyper.” you mumble hiding your face in between your knees.

“You're good baby, don't worry, ok? Do you need anything?” he asked scooting next to you, careful not to touch you to make anything worse. “No no I'm good it's just stressing me out how much stuff is going on,” you said moving your hands all over the place to demonstrate.

He smiles at you, not because he thinks it's funny you're overstimulated but because of your hand motions. “I know it can be stressful. Do you want me to finish the video by myself?” he asked. You lifted your head to look at him.

He doesn't say anything except look into your eyes. You just smiled at his offer. “No! I wanna finish it with you. I just needed a break. That's all.” you said, a wide grin plastered on his face.

He really loved you, didn't he? “Ok let me know if you need me to,” he whispered. Inching closer to your face. You completed the space between the two of you, pressing your lips against his. He moved his right hand to cup your face.

You pull away after a second with a smirk feeling much better overall. “Of course, I wanted to finish filming with you, it's Valentine's Day andI love you!” you said sitting up and offering him your hand to stand back up. He smiled at you.

“Of course, that's gonna end soon because we are actually just contract dating.” you joked, starting to giggle again. Johnnie started laughing as well at your joke as he turned the camera back on. “You need to say that joke again for the camera,” he murmurs walking around the counter.

You smile and tell him ok. Johnnie catches the video up and shows them the batter (soup) the two of you managed to make and how the oven was preheated and ready to cook said monstrosity.

Johnnie puts it in the oven and sets the timer. The two of you sit there for a second not saying or doing anything. “Well. What should we do now? Start another box?” he asks, leaning against the counter.

You roll your eyes. And slide into the center of the kitchen. “We should dannnnceeee,” you ask, shaking your shoulders slightly. He rolls his eyes but walks up to you. He takes your hands and follows the little shiny you were doing.

“We have to cut this. I bet I look like such a dork,” he says with a grin. “No! You look super kickass with your leopard print jacket! Or maybe that's a cheetah I don't know.” you say looking at his outfit. He rolls his eyes but can't help the way his face heats up from your compliment

#jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert fluff #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert x you #johnnie x you #johnnie guilbert angst #johnnie guilbert smut #johnnie #johnnie x reader

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verstappensrealwife · 2 days

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Reclaiming Lost Love - Fernando Alonso x Reader

Angst to fluff

Approx. 1100 words

warnings: idk xoxoxo

based on this request

fernando alonso masterlist - here. f1 masterlist - here.

The rift between you and Fernando had deepened, a chasm of conflicting desires. He yearned for the sun-drenched shores of a Mediterranean paradise, while you clung to the damp embrace of your homeland, England. Endless debates turned into heated arguments, each word another brick in the wall dividing your once inseparable bond.

One frosty morning, the silence between you became too heavy to bear. You made the agonizing decision to leave, to escape the suffocating grip of disagreement. With a heavy heart, you departed his Spanish abode, leaving behind shattered dreams and a hollow ache.

In the solitude of his home, Fernando's world crumbled around him. The vibrant hues of Spain paled in comparison to the vibrant memories of your laughter echoing through its corridors. The warmth of the Mediterranean sun felt cold against the emptiness in his soul.

As the bleak days of January dragged on, Fernando tried to piece together fragments of his shattered heart. But with February's arrival came a cruel reminder of what he had lost. Valentine's month, a time meant for love, mocked him with its saccharine sweetness.

Determined to mend what was broken, Fernando rehearsed his plea in the mirror, his reflection a ghost of the man he once was. "Go to dinner with me?" Each word dripped with desperation, a plea to bridge the chasm that separated you.

Despite the bitter cold outside, Fernando's heart burned with a fervent hope as he stood outside your door, ready to lay bare his soul in a final, desperate bid for reconciliation. Flowers wilted in his trembling hands and a box of chocolates in the other, symbols of his futile attempts to win back your affections.

Just as he had steeled himself to knock on the unforgiving wood, the door swung open with a suddenness that startled even him. There you stood, framed in the doorway, your expression a mixture of shock and disbelief. He flinched at the expletive that escaped your lips, the harshness of it contrasting with the softness of your features.

"Jesus fucking Christ!-- Fernando? What are you doing here...?" Your words cut through the air like shards of ice, each syllable a painful reminder of the abyss between you.

For a moment, Fernando faltered, his rehearsed speech evaporating into thin air. He stood there, a lost soul, grappling for words that could bridge the chasm between you. Finally, he managed to croak out, "I... I came to... to beg for another chance."

His voice cracked with emotion, the weight of his longing heavy in the air. As he met your gaze, he saw the walls you had put up, the barriers that kept him at arm's length. But beneath the layers of hurt and anger, he saw something else—a flicker of something he dared to hope was still love.

Fernando's breath caught in his throat as he beheld you, a vision of ethereal beauty standing before him. Despite the passage of time and the weight of your separation, you remained as captivating as ever, a testament to the resilience of your spirit.

"God, how did you manage to get even more beautiful?" he whispered, his voice barely above a reverent breath. His gaze lingered on your parted lips, the brightness in your eyes, and the perfection of every strand of your hair. To him, you were flawless, an embodiment of all he had ever desired. "I miss you," he confessed, his voice a fragile thread woven with longing. "And- and I'd do anything for you, even if that means living here in your sad country."

You couldn't help but snort at his words, a mixture of amusement and disbelief dancing in your eyes. "Always a charmer, are you?" you teased, a hint of affection softening your tone. His shy smile in response only served to deepen the ache in your heart, reminding you of the love that still lingered between you. "I missed you too, but--" you began, your voice trailing off as uncertainty clouded your thoughts.

"Why does there have to be a but?" Fernando's voice was gentle, pleading, his eyes searching yours for reassurance.

"Because you might change your mind, Nando," you replied, the tenderness of his nickname slipping past your lips before you could stop it.

Nando. The affectionate name held a world of forgiveness, a beacon of hope in the darkness of your doubts.

"Not about this, not about you..." His words hung in the air, a promise wrapped in the warmth of his gaze. Despite the uncertainty that lingered between you, in that moment, you dared to believe him.

As the door clicked shut behind you, the warmth of the building enveloped you both like a comforting embrace. But while you basked in the cosy atmosphere, Fernando wasted no time in voicing his next complaint of the heat.

"God, do you ever stop?" you chuckled, watching as he aggressively shook his coat off his arms, as if trying to rid himself of the oppressive heat.

He flashed you a sheepish grin, his cheeks flushed from the sudden change in temperature. "I swear, it's like jumping from one extreme to another," he replied.

You rolled your eyes, unable to suppress a smile at his antics. "Well, you wanted to experience the joys of living in England," you retorted playfully, a hint of mischief dancing in your eyes. "Consider this a crash course in British weather."

You laughed, the sound filling the air with a warmth that had nothing to do with the building's heating system.

The playful banter between you and Fernando continued as you shed your coats, the warmth of the building wrapping around you like a familiar embrace. With each shared laugh and teasing remark, the tension that had once hung between you melted away, leaving only a sense of intimacy and affection in its wake.

As Fernando flashed you a sheepish grin, his cheeks flushed from the sudden change in temperature, you couldn't help but feel a surge of fondness for the man standing before you. Despite the trials you had faced and the distance that had threatened to tear you apart, there was something undeniably magnetic about him, something that drew you in like a moth to a flame.

Leaning in closer, you caught the scent of his cologne, a heady mixture of sandalwood and spice that sent a shiver of anticipation down your spine. His eyes met yours, dark and smoldering with desire, and you knew in that moment that you wanted nothing more than to lose yourself in him.

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demonic-shadowlucifer · 3 months

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TW: Gun violence. Hey yall.

As many of you know, there was supposed to be a Super Bowl parade/rally in KC today, to celebrate the Chiefs superbowl victory.

Sadly, when the rally ended, someone shot up the celebration. 9 and maybe more people confirmed injured and so far one death has been confirmed. Two arrests have been made so far. Thankfully, it appears none of the Chiefs players, coaches or staff are injured. I live in the KC area, though I wasn't at the parade, so don't worry. I'm safe.

To any of my fellow KC locals, I hope you guys are also okay and please stay safe out there. And to anyone just coming across this, if you have the time and energy, please send some good vibes and, if you're religious, maybe a prayer too. And friendly reminder to anyone reading into this to please take care of yourselves as well. Additionally, just a warning for those just learning about this, some news articles do show pictures of the injured being taken to ambulances. Please be careful when looking into this (and I advise against posting any of those pictures here).

#tw gun violence #kansas city chiefs #nfl #serious #personal #tw violence #sports #sportsblr #kansas city #and on valentine's day too of all days...

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toads-n-moss · 3 months

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happy valentine's day!!

decided to draw no dl6 phoenix and miles in college once again this year. it may be 9 am in germany, but it's midnight in LA and miles is tired from studying all day.

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#ace attorney #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #no dl 6 #narumitsu #wrightworth #valentines day #phoenix doodles miles all the time #and he talks about him so much too #his roommates probably hate him kjdsghkjl- /hj

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owl-house-facts-i-just-made-up · 3 months

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OWL HOUSE FACT #76: The residents of the Boiling Isles were taken aback by the fact that humans celebrate a day called Valentine’s Day because the guy it was named after a guy who was imprisoned and tortured and executed on the day some 1700 years prior.

“That just seemed excessive,” one resident was quoted.

Whatever the case, the many couples of the Isles celebrate nonetheless with traditions both introduced by the Human Appreciation Society and traditions found in the Isles.

(Happy Valentine’s Day!)

#the owl house #toh facts #toh #owl house #owl house facts #valentines day #saint valentine #actual history #huntlow #lumity #gustholomule #raeda #other ships too #I don’t have all day to list them all 😭

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wickjump · 1 month

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bad sanses but none of them speak the same language (killer speaks arabic, dust speaks korean, horror speaks english) because nm didn’t want them conspiracizing or whatever. so they have to communicate and interact through other means (gestures, vague words, tone of voice) until they start to understand little bits and pieces of each others’ languages after being wary of each other for some time. this is an idea you can choose to make evil and cruel where everyone is mean to each other OR you could make it sweet and happy it’s up to you. i’m leaning towards sweet and happy because i need them to be nice to each other

bonus: when cross joins, he’s the only one to understand some semblance of what nightmare is saying, even if nm’s spanish is hundreds of years old. unfortunately, cross can only speak spanish, so relaying that to the others is a challenge.

#I POSTED THIS ON MY TIKTOK EARLIER BUT I LIKED THE IDEA TOO MUCH #bad sanses is such a stupid name i laugh every time i see it #wow i wonder who the bad guys are #hmmmmm #sniffles...#valentine’s day but the boyfriends are all really bad at english #bad sanses #nightmares gang #horror sans #killer sans #cross sans #nightmare sans #dust sans

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