hey!! could you write a havik x earthrealm reader celebrating Valentine’s Day at the reader’s request?
heart to heart (havik x gn! reader)
warnings: gore i guess? and both of you being weirdos but its ok ur weirdos in love. there’s also a rickroll at the end.
summary: kinda funny story of havik celebrating valentine’s day with gender neutral reader!! (cuz i can’t imagine him celebrating valentines in a normal way LMAO he’s chaotic ok.)
a/n: anon… did u read my mind.. cuz i was gonna write a valentine’s themed story with havik but i decided not to bc it wasn’t valentine’s yet.. but i have an excuse now 😈 also i went off the rails with this I’M *REALLY* SORRY ANON!!
“what is this.. valentine’s day you speak of?” havik asked. you had brought up the idea of valentine’s day with him, since the day was coming up and you wanted to see if your lover was interested in celebrating with you.
“well, it’s a holiday in earthrealm. not everyone celebrates it, but usually we use it as a day to appreciate our significant others. we gift them candies or some other goods.” you explained.
“…what else?” he asked, genuinely interested in your home’s customs.
“hmm… we put up decorations i suppose. a lot of red, white, and pink everywhere. and hearts. usually people gift their partners something heart shaped.” you added.
a comical lightbulb appeared above havik’s head as soon as he heard you say that.
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the next day, which was valentine’s day, you awoke to a box in front of yours and havik’s bed. it literally smelled like shit. did someone send you shit in a box???
“good day, my beloved.” havik greeted, sitting up in bed and looking as if he woke up before you.
“good morning, havik. did you send me this?” you asked. he nodded, gesturing you to open it.
when you opened it, it was as if havik gave you his heart.
literally. his heart was in the box.
you looked over to him and he had a giddy expression on his face as if he did the funniest thing possible.
“what? i heard you earthrealmers gave each other your hearts!”
“NOT LITERALLY.”
(real life image of havik giving you his heart drawn by me :333)
(ok ok now i’ll take it seriously LMAOOOO)
“good day, my beloved.” havik greeted. he was standing over the bed you both shared, looking strangely excited.
“good morning.. you look excited.” you pointed out, getting up out of bed.
“you should look outside.” havik grinned mischievously.
you gave him a confused look before you stepped outside to see a few bloody clothes on the ground.
“whose clothes are these?” you asked.
“these are the clothes of every person you ever wanted dead. surprise.” havik cackled. damn, he really killed them for you, he’s a keeper.
“i see..” you knew it was wrong. but damn, you wanted them dead so bad. and he did it for you, as a valentine’s day gift. you knew he wouldn’t give you a traditional gift since he’s a chaotic guy, but you definitely didn’t expect this. in your own twisted way, you were deeply grateful for what he did.
“thank you so much, love. i appreciate it.” you told him.
“that’s not all… i also made sure you don’t have any duties for today. you may choose how you want to spend your.. valentine’s day.” havik said, proudly. he was giving you the freedom to choose how you wanted to spend your day.
you chose to spend your day with him. you didn’t really care how you spent it, you were just glad to be around him. he felt the same towards you. havik refused to follow society’s traditional rules of valentine’s day. he wanted to be a little chaotic and mix things up a bit, but he understood that you just wanted to appreciate each other that day.
you wouldn’t change it for the world. he’s a bit strange and refuses to do anything traditionally, but at least he is being himself and still loves you. he loves and appreciates you a *lot* but he just shows his affection for you in a.. unique way. you are the light in his life and he would never give you up or let you down. just let him be a little weird with how he expresses his feelings, and you’re good.
(even tho he refuses to admit it, he does sleep that night in peace with you and clings onto your sleeping form like a sloth to a tree. he’s just so relaxed because he had a good day with you! a weird day. but when do you *not* have a weird day with havik? maybe you two will do this “valentine’s” thing again next year.)
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