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i-love-ptv · 2 months

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He Loves My Heart-Shaped Sunglasses

Felix Catton x Fem! Reader

You and Felix spend Valentine’s Day together. <3

Smut (lowk filthy) + Fluff

Wc: 2,550

An: Wanted to post this before v day, but i got sidetracked, thankfully pushed it out before the day ended :3

February 14th.

The day of love.

The day to show your special someone how much you care for them.

The day that’ll bring out the joy and excitement out of most, but will also bring out the bitter feelings of some.

Felix has never really favored Valentine’s day. He may be a soft romantic now; a year into your relationship, but before, he was used to hookups that led to his lonesome morning after. Hence why it was so hard for him to ask you out last year on this very day.

He spent hours in different shops; trying to find the perfect gifts for you. Obviously, this process would’ve gone by quicker if Venetia didn’t get distracted by the hundreds of soft stuffed animals every few minutes, and if Farleigh had even went.

“Please Farleigh! Surely you can help me! You know more about these things than I do!”

“No can do lover boy, besides, you have Vee going with you.” Farleigh had said with an amused smirk.

After a little more of groveling and begging on Felix’s end, Farleigh still didn’t budge. The fact that Felix had said that he wanted to “woo” you, hadn’t helped his case either.

The beaming lights of the shops reflecting off of the bright pinks and reds had Felix’s head starting to ache.

He had settled on getting you a bouquet of red roses, a basket of your favorite snacks, and some other little goodies.

That day when you saw one singular rose on your desk in your english class, the last person you expected to be nervously glancing in your direction was Felix.

After a long, panic-filled conversation with the blubbering boy, you two had finally become official, and Felix swears to this day, that it was the best day of his entire life.

Now, Felix has gotten a bit better at buying gifts for you. He knows you like the back of his tattooed hand. But he can’t help but feel nervous to see you this morning. After all, you only have one, one year anniversary with your love.

Felix observed as the other students of Oxford were handing out gifts to their significant others. Felix couldn’t help but think about how his presents for you were far more superior to everyone else’s.

He had been so distracted, that he hadn’t noticed you walking up.

You tapped on his shoulder and he had nearly leaped out of his skin.

He quickly realizes who is in front of him, and grips you up like you were light as a feather.

“Angel! Oh my goodness you startled me! Happy anniversary sweet girl!” Felix says grinning, like he was looking at the brightest star in the galaxy.

“Happy anniversary my love,” you return through your giggles.

“Here! Here! Open the gifts I bought for you honey!” Felix rushes out as he’s pushing the bags into your hands.

You jokingly chide him for nearly knocking your things out of your hands, but quickly start digging through one of the bags.

He had given you one of his sweaters, a pair of heels you had been eyeing in town, a few other items, and most importantly, a beautiful ring covered in diamonds.

“S’not an engagement ring, not yet anyways, but a promise ring, because I promise to love you always and forever. Tha’s a bit too cheesy, isn’t it? Sorry, I had this whole thing I was going to say but-“

You cut his rambling off with a deep kiss to his rosy lips.

“Thank you Felix, I love it with my whole heart, baby.”You say while pulling away breathlessly.

Felix’s face started to hurt from the constant smiling, but the thought of that flew out the window as he remembered that you had gotten him something.

Felix had practically ripped through the big box you gave him; feeling like he was about to burst at the seems. You smile softly, imagining him with a wagging tail and perked up puppy ears.

You had bought a few articles of clothing, more cologne, a new book that he said he had been interested in reading, and of course, a stunning bracelet, that matched the exact same on dangling on your wrist.

After many more kisses, hugs, and sugary sweet words exchanged between the two of you, you both head to class.

Felix was counting down the minutes until he could see your dazzling face in front of him again. His class felt as if it had been going on for hours, and the fact that he couldn’t focus on his lesson for even a few minutes while thinking about you, wasn’t helping. His mind was drifting to what he had planned for the two of you later tonight.

You, on the other hand, were on the same boat as Felix.

All that consumed your mind was Felix; you’re sweet, dashing Felix.

You’re suddenly snapped out of your thoughts by your professor, who had agitatedly started lecturing you on the importance of focusing on class.

And finally, after multiple grueling hours, and a heated make-out session in a storage closet, classes for today were over.

Felix suggested that you two go into town, and go on a date to the cafe you both loved. At this point, it was your guys’ cafe; your designated spot, where you both can run away from the world and just enjoy one another.

After spending hours, which seemed like minutes, in the cafe, and throughout town, the two of you settle on going back to your dorm.

Normally, the two of you just go to Felix’s dorm, but his was still somewhat airing out from the smoke session you two had the night prior.

Although, the idea of you two walking through town sounded romantic at the time, you hadn’t thought into how long you two would be walking.

“‘Lex?” You call out softly. Felix immediately turns to you.

“Can you carry me? M’feet hurt honey.” You say with a slight pout, to get your point across.

Felix, of course, being the amazing boyfriend he is, quickly picks you up, bridal-style and carries you back.

You ask him multiple times if he was alright carrying you for so long, but after his reassurance and light nip to your nose, your worries are put to rest.

The two of you eventually settle on your bed, and you curl against Felix’s warm body.

“Wait, darling, I forgot a few things at my dorm,” Felix rushes out.

“Mmm, no ‘Lex, stay with me”

“It’ll only be a minute angel, I promise.”

Felix nearly doesn’t have the heart to pull you off of him, but he can’t afford to keep you from your final gift for much longer.

He leaves with a quick kiss to your forehead and nose, and goes to retrieve the items from his dorm.

He comes back and spots you sitting up on the bed with what he thinks is nothing, but his shirt on, and strawberries. You had also opted for a can of whipped cream, instead of melted chocolate, because after last time, you didn’t want to endure the process of the chocolate staining your white sheets, and hardening as you two tried to use it.

“Wha’s this baby?” Felix says with a smirk as he inches towards you.

You feel his warm, hand on your calf as he reaches you.

“What? Did you really think we were going to go without some fun on our anniversary baby?” You say while looking up at him with longing.

“Unwrap your gift, Felix.”

The brunette boy wastes no time in stripping you from his your shirt.

There, he sees, the lacy brown lingerie covering your body; the brown being almost, if not fully, identical to the color of his dark brown irises.

Felix kisses your neck, leaving no area of skin unmarked with purple bruises.

“Mm, wait” He says as he leaves behind a slight strain on saliva on your flesh.

“Oh my god Felix, seriously?” You say with slight annoyance.

“Relax. I have something for you.” Felix chides.

Felix pulls out a box, containing a necklace; with his initials on it.

“D’you like it baby? I think it’ll be perfect, tha’way none of those other boys could even think they could have a chance with you.”

“Why boys, Felix?” You ask slyly, trying to push his buttons a bit.

“I say boys because, my angel..They could never fuck you like I do…Like a man.” He says lowly, showcasing the bass in his silky smooth voice.

You let out a whine at this; loving when he gets possessive over you, “put it on me Felix, claim me.” You purr.

He moves your hair out of his way, and puts the necklace around your neck, subtly grinding his hard, pulsing cock against the little fabric you had covering your cunt.

You let out a sigh, as Felix moans lowly in your love-bitten ear.

He then grabs a strawberry and stuffs it gently between your lips, making you bite down on it.

The juices trickle down your chin as he moves the fruit around inside of your mouth. He licks a stripe up from your throat to right below your lips.

He goes back and leaves a bite on your throat, making you tilt you head back with a sharp moan, giving him more access.

Felix kisses you roughly as he grabs the whipped cream. He squirts a line of the sweet cream onto your navel; watching it slowly glide down to your soaked core.

“God…’Lex don’t tease me,” you whimper meekly.

“But y’taste s’sweet, lovie.” Felix says, letting out a giggle that makes your pussy clench.

“Oh look at you, m’dirty little thing. Clenchin’ around nothin’,” Felix says smugly as he kisses down your warm body.

Abruptly, Felix dips down and licks a stripe up your achy cunt.

“Fuck ‘Lex!”

Felix grins at your shriek, as he presses sloppy kisses to your clit.

“…I thought I told you to stop teasing me baby,” you say, pushing his head down onto your cunt, prompting him to start licking and sucking where you want him to.

Your back arches off the bed as you squeal in ecstasy. You grab Felix’s hair with both hands roughly; he moans at this, which sends shockwaves through your body.

Felix fucks you with his tongue for what feels like hours, sticking his tongue in and out of your pulsing hole.

Felix feels your thighs trembling, making it clear that you’re close to reaching your climax.

Felix removes his mouth with a slick pop and a charming smile, making you cry out.

“Wait! Wait no. ‘Lex, why’d you stop? Baby. Baby please I need it. Put it back please-“

“Shhh, angel. M’gonna give you somethin’ better. Gonna give you this cock. Tha’s what you wanted, right?” Felix says pressing his lips to yours, again, and again.

Felix continues kissing you as he pulls down his pants and boxers, pulling out his stiff dick.

He rubs the tip against your folds, watching his precum drip against your wetness.

“Mmm, y’ready f’me sweetheart?”

“Please, please, please ‘Lex. I’ll be so good! So so good, I promise! Please give it to me! I need it!” You shout eagerly.

“God, you make me feel whole,” Felix says as he slowly pushes his cock into your heat.

“Thank you ‘Lex! Thank you! Oh fuck!”

Felix almost immediately starts thrusting in and out of you roughly, opening your legs wider as he plants his feet.

“Fuck babe! I swear y’made f’me. I thank any ‘n every god tha’ led us to each other, honey.” Felix says with a delicious groan.

“Shit! God that’s it baby. Don’t stop!” You say, reaching down to start toying with your clit.

Felix nips at your fingers; having noticed your dainty fingers rubbing circles. Silently ordering you to quit it.

You wrap your legs around his meaty torso tightly as he flicks at your puffy pussy.

“Oh! O’fuck! Right there! Mhm!” Felix feels as if he’s consuming your moans, picking up his already brutal pace to absolutely abuse your cunt. His main goal being to make you squirm in ways only he can.

“Uh huh? Yeah y’like that angel? Feels- oh f-fuck. Feels good doesn’it?”

Felix lets out more deep groans, with the occasional whine.

“‘Lex. ‘Lex, baby. M’cumming.” You rush out breathlessly.

“M’right there with y’baby, m’right here. Just, fuck, wait a second..Wanna come together, beautiful.” Felix says panting.

The only noises to be heard in the somewhat small dorm are the moans and gasps of two passionate lovers, and the squeaks and banging from the plush bed.

In any other scenario, you’d be pressing your hand around your mouth, stressing to Felix about the importance of staying quiet; not wanting to get more noise complaints. But right now, you could barely even think about where you are; focusing only on the circles being rubbed on your glistening cunt, and the feeling of Felix’s warm, almost candle-lit hot limbs touching yours.

Felix’s pace begins to falter, growing sloppier and sloppier with every thrust, showing signs of Felix nearing his blissful end.

“Yes! Fuck yes! Come f’me angel, please! Give it t’me! C’mon, y’know y’can, here hold m’hand.” Felix says, reaching his clammy hand to your already sweaty one.

“F-fuck! ‘Lex!”

In the span of seconds, the two of you are coming undone together, gripping each other’s hand so tightly.

You feel your climax shake through your entire body, making you jerk against Felix’s hold, as he tries to keep himself together.

Felix collapses softly next to you with a soft “holy shit,” making sure not to startle you in your hazy state.

He brushes the hair from your moist skin and peppers feather-like kisses onto your face, collarbone, and scalp; helping you calm down from your high.

You look at him bleary eyed, taking account of his wobbly smiles as he tries to catch his breath.

‘Does he ever stop smiling?’ You think to yourself.

“Hi honey,” Felix whispers.

“Hi baby,” you whisper back with a giggle.

“Y’so gorgeous, y’know that, angel?” He says, after softly pulling out and snuggling closer to you with a blanket.

“So i’ve been told,” you say, blinking sleepily.

“Wait, sweetheart. Y’can’t sleep yet! I gotta clean you up!” Felix says in a hurry, jumping out from underneath the blanket. He quickly walks over to his desk, which has a pack of wipes on it, and he finds a towel on his dresser.

You fight sleep, as Felix softly wipes you, making sure not to put too much pressure on your already sore cunt.

He sits you up a bit, putting on of his cozy sweatshirts on your frame and gently lays you back down.

He quickly puts a pair of boxers on once he hears your soft whines, begging for him to cuddle you.

He lays down and drapes your body on top of his.

The last thing you feel before drifting off is a sweet kiss being pressed onto your forehead.

“Happy Valentine’s Day lovie..and most importantly, happy one year anniversary.”

feedback always appreciated bb <3

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hizashis-lil-bunbun · 3 years

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BNHA Valentine’s Day Headcanons!

Happy first day of February! Some of my Discord friends and I were brainstorming how different My Hero characters would celebrate Valentine’s Day. So let’s give ‘em a whirl! All characters are adults or aged up to be 18+ in these scenarios.

Big thanks to @varnienne, @emmappelle, @sweet-darling91, @donica95, and @katsontherun for letting me bounce ideas off of them. 💖

⚠️MOSTLY FLUFF BUT THERE IS SOME NSFW AHEAD!⚠️

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

SFW

Gotta start with my blonde bby. And the best way I can describe his ideal Valentine’s is BIG and LOUD!

He’s never been one shy away from telling you how he feels, but he’s especially talkative on V-Day. Going on and on about how lucky he is, how much he loves you, etc.

It’s love songs all day, baby! From blasting modern pop songs while he makes breakfast to sweet, old-fashioned tunes that he makes you slow dance with him to in the living room. He’s a true romantic (and a surprisingly good dancer to boot).

And he might even (re: definitely will) serenade you. The man is a musician after all! In fact, don’t be surprised if Hizashi wrote a song just for you.

As far as gifts go, Hizashi goes all out. He’s a hero and a celebrity, with the salaries to match. So you can expect a few big ticket items. Plus, he’s a good listener. If you ever mentioned something you needed/wanted/expressed interest in, chances are it will arrive wrapped up in red and pink paper on the day.

“Hey little listener! Remember how ya said you might wanna try painting? No? Well I turned the spare room into a studio for ya anyways! Maybe you can make me something to hang up at the station, yeah?”

But just because his gifts are expensive and flashy, that doesn’t mean he devalues your own. Hizashi will blubber and gush over anything you give him, from lavish luxuries to a something as simple as a homemade card. Loudly I might add. Make sure to have earplugs handy.

Unfortunately, one of the drawbacks of having a radio star as your partner is that he’ll most likely have to work on Valentine’s Day. It’s even worse if he had teach that day as well. So don’t count on any fancy dinners until after the 14th.

But if you tune into his station on the day (and you will), there will be at least three or four songs dedicated to “his favorite little listener.”

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Even if he can’t be with you on the actual night, he’s definitely going to make up for lost time. Mood music, candlelight, the whole nine yards. He wants to romance you. To make you feel as good as you make him feel everyday.

Oral and overstimulation are the name of the game, and Hizashi is a giver through and through. He’s happy as a clam once he’s got his face buried between your legs, making you cum for the umpteenth time that night. Seriously, does he ever come up for air?

Praise is also a big thing for him. It flows from his mouth like the sweetest wine. And with his quirk, every whispered word and groan against your body feels just as intoxicating. Good vibrations indeed.

He also loves it when you’re vocal. No love song can compete with the way you cry and moan under his touch. He’ll make you sing for him all night long and into the morning hours.

“Damn, baby. I love you so damn much. Love the way you look cumming on my tongue. Think you can do it again?”

Eijiro Kirishima

SFW

Okay. This boy adores Valentine’s Day! Like it’s his favorite holiday.

And how can he not? Everything in the stores is red! He can stock up on red merchandise for the rest of the year in the span of a week. And believe me, he does.

This means his partner should expect a lot of the cliché gifts on the big day: teddy bears, heart-shaped boxes, and red roses to name a few. Oh, and he’s definitely got a stockpile of cheesy, punny Valentine cards centered around his and his friend’s hero personas.

His favorite is the one that says “I think you’re a Red Riot! Be my Valentine?” But maybe that’s partially because it came from you.

Kirishima doesn’t just shower you with crimson trinkets; he buys treats for everyone! Especially his closest friends. To him, Valentine’s is all about showing the people he loves most just how much he cares. And it’s honestly adorable to see him practically bouncing off the walls in excitement when he finds a little red treasure for this year’s celebration.

“Babe! Look at that red shark plushie. It looks just like me! So manly!”

*proceeds to buy seven of them: one for him, one for you, and one for everyone in the Bakusquad + Tetsutetsu*

But at the end of the day, once all the chocolates and stuffed animals have been given away, he’ll make sure you know there’s no one he loves more than you. He spends the final hours alone with you, eating a home cooked meal and cuddling on the couch. Times like these are his favorite, just being to hold you close and appreciate your presence in his life.

Fair warning though. You’ll probably end up watching some some cheesy romcom, cuz he loves those too.

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Of course, the red theme continues in the bedroom: red rose petals, red sheets, even a set of red lingerie he bought just for the occasion. Which he proceeds to rip apart minutes after you’ve gotten them on. Hope they weren’t too expensive.

Kirishima tries to be gentle with you, he really does. Savoring your pleasure and letting your orgasms crest and fall naturally. He wants to see you cooing and boneless by the end of the night.

But sometimes he underestimates his own strength and gets a little rougher than expected. Maybe he gives too sharp of a love bite, or squeezes your hips a little too hard. But it’s all done out of passionate love, so you don’t mind too much.

You might actually prefer it if he gets a little rougher.

However, if you wanna get kinky, there is one thing Kiri’s always down for: pulling you over his knee for a good, old-fashioned spanking. His quirk is perfect for it, hardening the palm of his hand just before it smacks down on the soft flesh. It’s like he has a set of built-in paddles. Trust me, if you let him get into a good rhythm, by the end of the night your ass will match the Valentine’s decor perfectly.

“Not pushing you too hard am I, beautiful? I know I can be unbreakable sometimes, but I never want to break you. I love you too much to do that.”

Mirio Togata

SFW

TBH, before he met you, Mirio was a bit of a player (which is kinda canon). Like “has a different date every year” player.

And can you blame him? He’s a total heartbreaker with that (le)million dollar smile and those baby blue eyes. He got so much Valentine’s chocolate from girls in high school, it was sickening! But with you, things are different.

For starters, he’s not so big on material gifts. Giving or receiving.

“How could I want anything more when I’ve got my sunshine right here?”

No, this sweet himbo is all about making memories with his partner! Sharing experiences and spending as much quality time together as possible.

So he plans everything days, sometimes weeks, in advance. Budgeting his time and money to squeeze as much love into a single day as humanly possible.

The moment you wake up on February 14th, he hits the ground running. Quite literally! He’s practically doing laps around your bedroom in his excitement to get the day started.

Valentine’s Day with Mirio turns out to be a marathon of couple activities. Bike riding to a local café for breakfast. Sight-seeing in Tokyo followed by ice cream in the afternoon. He even manages to sniff out a carnival for you to go to in the evening, letting you run amok on the rides and games. And yes, he definitely spends too much money trying to win you one of those giant stuffed animals.

By the end of the day, you’re thoroughly spent and just want to snuggle up next to him. And maybe have a late night snack of chocolate. Mirio is more than happy to indulge you, even offering to carry you home. Anything to be close to his precious sunshine.

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Despite your sleepiness and aching feet, Mirio insists he has one last surprise to give you. So he asks you to lay face-down on the bed and wait for him. Naked of course.

Once he finds what he’s looking for, he straddles your tailbone with his thighs and squirts something slippery onto your back. You yelp at the cold sensation and that earns a laugh from Mirio. He tells you it’s massage oil. One specifically designed to relieve muscle tension.

It’s like he knew you’d be sore after his day of non-stop adventuring. Almost like he planned it... What a smooth criminal.

It makes sense though. Maybe it’s because his quirk requires him to pass through things, but physical touch is his primary love language. Nothing grounds him quite like having you in his arms, worshiping every inch of your body.

He works you over, kneading at the muscles in your back, hips, and legs with steady pressure and prescision. He even rubs your feet, making the earlier pains melt away into bliss.

You’re almost too sleepy and relaxed to realize one of his hands is creeping up your body until it’s too late. Next thing you know, he’s curling his fingers into you, amplifying the pleasure of the massage in a new way. Like I said, Mirio’s a smooth criminal when he wants to be.

“Feeling good, sunshine? Yeah, I’ll bet you are. You always look so cute like this... just makes me want to kiss you all over. Maybe I will! But I think you’re still a little tense right... here.”

#hizashi yamada #kirishima eijirou #mirio togata #bnha headcanons #valentines #present mic #red riot #lemillion #bnha smut #mha headcanons #mha smut

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kurooskorner · 3 years

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hey hey coco ! im here to send in my submission for stupid cupid ! [super cute event btw omg :’)]

1. the present id give my valentine would be a stuffed animal. honestly i just think they’re super cute and could be a great reminder of how much you love somebody. i always get the people i care about stuffed animals that remind me of them for holidays as a way to show my love :)

ex:

2. i’d dedicate the song ‘stay with me’ by miki matsubara to my valentine ! it always puts me in a good mood and lets me just let go and dance which is a feeling that i’d love to share w/ my valentine !

3. i’m 5’4, have brown eyes, and dark brown hair that reaches my waist. my favorite things to do are reading, writing, playing volleyball, roller skating, & going shopping [mainly @ crystal shops or the barnes & noble manga section <//3] i would say im more of an extrovert then anything buuut i can be a bit shy at times. im polite & sweet at first buuut when i open up a bit im extremely outgoing, chaotic, loud, sarcastic, & childish. most of my texting consists of caps lock, keyboard smashes, & sarcastic emojis. i try my best to be kind to everyone but i’m also not afraid to stand my ground. i’m extremely physically affectionate & love making people smile. i’m also vv independent but still love being around others. if it helps; i kin daichi, yamaguchi, & nishinoya [also from outside of haikyuu i kin sailor moon, howl, & uraraka] hmmm i think that’s about it?? i’m pretty bad @ explaining myself 💔💔

anywhooo ilysm & ty ty for letting me play

happy v-day my love !

hi nene! thank you for participating in stupid cupid! I hope you've had fun and enjoy it! and thank you honey <3

your match is...suna! (terushima is glaring at me so hard right now)

game #1 - I canon suna as loving plushies, especially ones he's gifted! they just hold such sentiment with them so I really think this would be the perfect gift for him :) he'd keep them either on his bed or probably placed nearly on a shelf, but anything from you will have a special place on his bed, no matter what!

game #2 - god I love this song, every before it was a big tiktok song my grandparents often played it during parties! I really think suna would love this song, like we all know he has a selective taste in music but I really think that he'd be really into oldies, just not as open about it as his other music! You could be jamming in his car late at night and this would play and he'd stop the car, make you get out and dance with him :) (he's a softy for you!)

game #3 - you're so cute pls 🥺 I just know suna would absolutely adore you!! I know he has a laid back personality but you don't and that's why I see you two as the perfect match! You would compliment one another so well and highlight each others best qualities! A lot of your hobbies could be shared such as volleyball (he's a pro so ofc this is a BIG bonus!) and even down to shopping (I just know he can dress, I know it). While suna is on the more reserved side when it comes to showing affection, I do think you'd weasel him out of it a bit :) I think (despite how much I love you and teru) you'd be a perfect match!!

i really hope you like this <3 and thank you for participating!! happy valentine's day!

#stupid cupid #thank you for submitting !!#order up!

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itsthehcgforme · 3 years

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today a part of my inner child felt healed. Before I started interacting with my partner on a more than friends basis, I made a lot of really stupid assumptions about her. Like, that she isn’t really into the mushy and gushy. She teeters between masculine and feminine presenting (leaning more so to the masc) and might I add that this is something that I love to see and appreciate in people. It reminds me that binaries don’t exist, gender performance isn’t compulsory and informs me everyday that we can be whoever the fuck we want to be, like what we like, fuck up some expectations. Insert satisfactory exhale here. We were in the dollar store in early January and she was so captivated and excited by all of the V-Day decorations. She giggled as she ran her hands down red shiny tassels, picked up and playfully tried on heart-shaped sunglasses, cooued and awed at all the love-themed stuffed animals. I kind of wasn’t expecting it. My reaction to her reaction showed me apart of myself that required deep healing. I was almost stiff and uncomfortable regarding her joy. What the actual fuck lol. Why was it so hard for me to stand in a moment of pure joy with her? I’ve never really had a “valentines day” - I never got candy grams from anyone other than creepy teachers and good friends, no roses in high school. I never decorated my room, I've never dressed in V day colours. These were all things I wanted. But how often does our wounded self shut down potential sources of happiness because it’s scarred from empty or scarring memories from before. We never bought anything that day, I just took a mental note. Today, February 13th, 2021 lol - mark it down. I decorated the apartment for tomorrow. Lights, hearts, put together a little gift basket for her. There was a moment when I was sitting on the ground in my new light-up heart earrings (LOL) stringing the hanging hearts and I thought to myself “I’ve never done this before. Why haven’t I done this before? It feels... good..” - I know its not a very big deal, but it was just another reminder that I don't have to remain the wounded child, and be closed off to happiness. I am allowed to enjoy things. Even if I’m too uncomfortable with the allowing, I can at least start by forgiving myself for wanting to enjoy things. I'll learn this lesson in layers, I know it. But I really appreciate every step of the way.

#valentines day #weight loss #hcg community #healing #inner child

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kpopboysreact · 5 years

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BTS Reaction - What They Would Surprise You with on Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day to all my lovely, beautiful followers 😘❤️🌹💖

RM - a song about you

You are, before anything else, the love of Namjoon’s life. But right next to that, you are his muse. His everything. His reason. Namjoon lets you know all of this in a song he spent weeks writing. Normally, he doesn't have such trouble writing songs. But he wanted to make sure this one was perfect. He would perform it for you under the stars like the romantic he is after taking you out to a nice dinner and treating you like a goddess all day. “It’s because I know you, that I know me.”

Jin - breakfast in bed

Jin loves to cook for you, but the only meal you’ve had of his these days, if anything, was dinner. He’d come home late from practice every night, but was always determined to end his day by making you smile with his cooking. On Valentine’s Day, however, he took the whole day off to spend with you. And it started by kissing your eyelids until you awoke, before presenting you with your favourite breakfast foods. “Good morning, my prince/ss. Ready to start our day together?”

Suga - an engraved mp3

Yoongi’s still a dork that loves these. He just loves how old school MP3 players are, and how they only have one function: music. There’s nothing else they can do to distract or take away from the beauty of the music. Yoongi thinks they're an absolutely essential thing to carry around, and he got you one in your favourite colour. On the back is a little message from him, something meaningful like an inside joke the two of you have or maybe even his nickname for you. He isn't always great with words, but now you have something to always remember that he’s trying.

J-Hope - that thing you’ve been wanting

Haha sorry this isn't super specific. BUT, Hobi is always checking up on you. He dedicates himself to making sure that you're always happy and never in want of anything. That’s how he knew exactly what you’ve been wanting, and he gave it to you as a little gift on Valentine’s Day. Yes, he wanted to get you something he knew that you would love. But he hoped that what spoke even louder, was that he paid close attention to you and always had you on his mind.

V - a huge stuffed animal

Who doesn't want one of these?! They’re, simply put, FUN! Taehyung is all about seeing that radiant smile on your face, and how could you not smile when coming face to face with a teddy bear bigger than you? Taehyung would pout when you cuddled it instead of him, but only playfully. He was honestly so happy that you were happy. You would end Valentine’s Day by cuddling together with the bear and watching a cheesy romcom. How sweet!

Jimin - a dozen roses

Ah, Prince Chimchim, ever the romantic. Jimin’s love for you is so classic and profound and deep. He finds flowers beautiful, not as beautiful as you, but even more so, he finds the gesture of giving flowers so beautiful. It’s a timeless courtesy that brings two people in love closer together, and Jimin finds beauty in that itself. He wants to share those classic two-people-madly-in-love experiences with you. You can expect a heart-shaped box containing your favourite chocolates, too.

Jungkook - couple sweaters

Jungkook faces the same struggle on the daily: he never wants you to feel like he's overprotective or putting you in a box, but he also wants to deck the guy he just caught staring at your ass. He would get you a sweater with symbolism that made it obvious that you were taken, like “his queen/king” or half of a heart that clearly is meant to go with another half. He might not be able to wear his sweater out in public or risk causing a scandal, but he would feel a sense of pride whenever he saw you wearing it.

#bts reactions #bts #Kpop reactions #kpop #rm #namjoon #seokjin #jin #bts jin #suga #yoongi #j-hope #hobi #hoseok #v #bts v #taehyung #jimin #bts jimin #jungkook

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Which of the Ros would give their s/o chocolate/stuffed animal for V day? Or maybe a spa trip or through nature? Or perhaps a romantic night in the bedroom?

Blade would most likely give MC an experience rather than a material object for Valentine’s Day. Chocolates and whatnot disappear, but he’d love to make lasting memories with the MC with a romantic dinner, a day trip to some sightseeing location, a weekend getaway like a secluded cabin, or something else they’ve been secretly wanting to do!

Trouble would overload the MC with the biggest teddy bears, all the balloons, and the most elaborate chocolates he can find. It would get a little bit ridiculous, but that’s how much he loves MC! In a modern AU he’d be the one posting cheesy pics on social media, too…

Tallys would just book a hotel room, arrange for MC’s boss to let them off work, take MC’s phone and her own and put them in a safe, and then surprise MC with some lingerie or sexy toys just for the occasion. She’s not letting them out of the room until Valentine’s Day is over, either…

Shery would write a lovely, sincere card for MC and present them with a gift she made herself: a sweater, a scrapbook, something she can pour her feelings into and make them feel loved and happy in their relationship!

Chase would be way over-the-top leading up to Valentine’s Day: he’d hire Singing Telegrams, elaborate bouquets to be delivered randomly to MC (on their route to work, at their favorite sandwich shop, etc), people to pop out of delivery boxes and cakes to scare/present MC with a gift! On the actual day of, though, they’d have a quiet dinner at a glamorous restaurant and he’d give them something expensive and shiny, lol.

Riel would want a quiet Valentine’s Day himself–“it’s a holiday exploiting and commercializing love for capitalism!!”–but if it really mattered to MC, he’d send them off to the spa for the day to be pampered and spoiled the way they deserve. Afterwards he’d have an intimate dinner with them made by a private chef or book private balcony tickets to an opera with a love story. No gifts, though, because he doesn’t think consumer goods are adequate enough to represent his love!

Red would do something romantic but private: an elegant picnic or a rented rowboat or a cooking class for two–or if he was feeling really fancy, a gondola ride with a serenading quartet, a balloon ride with champagne and chocolates, etc.! (He’d be using connections and friends within the industry more than sending himself into bankruptcy, though.)

Ayla would not be a big fan of Valentine’s Day, but she would buy MC a nice box of chocolates and something they’ve been wanting (a book or some other type of gift). She’d tell the MC she loves them but then continue the day as normal, with the exception of going to a nice dinner later. She’s not dressing up all fancy, though!

Lavinet would go all-out in celebrating Valentine’s Day with MC! She’d dress up in a special outfit, give them a pile of presents–silky chocolates and dipped strawberries, gourmet food baskets and expensive clothes–then take them out on a day full of elaborate plans. Helicopter rides over the city lights, horseback riding in the country, couples massages at an exclusive spa. All she would expect in return would be MC enjoying himself and a heartfelt letter or a card she can cherish: she doesn’t need a gift because she can just buy everything for herself, though receiving one would delight her!

#Shepherds of Haven #Valentine's Day #modern AU-ish #NSFW-ish #romance options

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delicrieux · 5 years

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❤ VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL ❤

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Bucky stands by your door with his heart beating like a hammer and his palms clamming with sweat. If it was not for the chill of the evening he would be overheating with nerves. He is usually composed and suave. Yet, fortunately or not, he is much like Steve when he is in love – overbearing, mushy, and helplessly romantic – even if he would not dare show it. Somehow, he manages to ring your doorbell. The gifts he holds in his hands – flowers, chocolates, a plush animal- make it quite difficult. They are also proof of his gentle nature, especially when it comes to you.

The pie was still cooking. Inside, you swirled around like a hurricane in search for a lost earring. The table was set and the candles flickered with a welcoming glow. You had been staring out the window, watching his mysterious figure appear at the end of the street and steadily draw closer. Your lips parted with a soft gasp when you saw the many things he was holding. How will you fake shock upon receiving them is beyond you. Once the doorbell rang you nearly jumped out your skin. Hurriedly you rushed up the stairs, sprayed yourself with another layer of perfume and made sure your hair looked nice in the mirror, before flowing back down and opening the door with an inhale of breath.

Your eyes meet and a smile blooms on your lips, its loveliness rivalling the moon herself. Bucky had practiced a speech before coming here yet his mind draws blank upon finally seeing you. He visibly gulps. You are so happy not even the cool shrill bothers you.

“I…” he feels a sudden need to explain himself and the abundance of things he brought you, “I didn’t know what to get you. So I got you everything.” He finishes with a shrug.

“I…I can tell.” You say with a laugh.

But once you put away the chocolate and the flowers and the cute stuffed bear and he is finally safely in your arms, only then does your playfulness disperse into shyness and words form, ones you are barely able to say, “But…no matter what you get me, James,” He grins at the mention of his real name. He always said he liked how it rolled off of your tongue, “your hugs are always the best.”

His arms rest on the sides of your waist, warm and secure. He cocks his head to the side with a smirk, “And not my kisses?”

“Well…” You pretend to think, but your charade falls when you smile, “Yeah, you’re right. Your kisses are much better,”

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crossroadsimagine · 5 years

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-squealing- Itaci v-day headcanon

■ Will try tocenter his plans for Valentine’s Day around what he knows you want or expect,such as if he knows you like the idea of going out to dinner or if you would preferto stay home and have a candle lit dinner or just order take out and watch a movie,he will try to do what he thinks you would prefer.

■ He will getyou a present for Valentine’s Day though it depends on what you like or what kindsof gifts you prefer, if you are very into the holiday, he will go more all outfor you. Getting you candies or chocolates, roses and a stuffed animal and a necklaceor bracelet. Though if you’re not that interested in the holiday or gifts, he’smore likely to get you a smaller more meaningful gift like a necklace orearrings.

■ Itachi willprefer something subtler and quieter rather than going out to a fancy restaurant,such as a picnic under the stars in the middle of a meadow or on a roof top.Relaxing with you as just the two of you is what he’ll enjoy the most but hewill go to a fancy restaurant or whatever he knows you want to do, but if you don’tmake it clear what you want to do, he’ll go with his ideas.

■ He can beromantic if he puts his mind to it and he will try for Valentine’s Day unlesshe knows you would prefer for him to not make a big deal of the holiday or ifyou dislike the holiday in general he won’t do very much for it, he also won’t focushis romantic gestures around sex or sexual acts later in the day, again unlesshe knows you want it to.

■ Though hewill make it particularly special if he knows that you’ve been having a roughtime or a rough or stressful week, he may plan a special get away to a hotel, spaor hot springs for a day or two just to get away from everything and help youto relax and take your mind off things.

■ He will befar more cuddly and loving towards you on Valentine’s day because he willreally want you to know how much he cares about you and loves you. So while normallyhe doesn’t instigate much affectionate acts he will on Valentine’s day and eventell you he loves you more often, hugging you and seeming more clingy, wantingto spend the entire day with you from the beginning to the end of the day.

#Naruto #Naruto headcanons #headcanons #Itachi #ItachiHC #Itachi Uchiha #Itachi headcanons

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avengers-nextgen · 5 years

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The Aftermath V

(Yes Valentine’s day takes place during this. I figured it’s a reprieve from the angst)

— — —

Valentine’s day wasn’t always a time of complete joy. For some it was a rather dull and agonizing holiday. For others it was a time of joy and excitement. In fact, Penny adored Valentine’s day and had prepped a month in advance for the day of love.

She had her cards made, presents bought, and delivery route memorized. For the most part it was something simple, but there was one person she was particularly excited about surprising. Staying up late the night before Penny added the finishing touches to her gift before dragging Chloe into her room. “Does it look good?”

“Yeah,” Chloe nodded, inspecting the gift with care.

“Great!” Penny clasped her hands together bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Okay, I can’t wait until tomorrow. You can have yours now!”

Chloe watched as Penny shuffled through a bunch of valentines until she pulled up a bright pink card accompanied by a small goodie bag. “You didn’t have to-“

“Open it!” Penny grinned like a little kid. Shaking her head, Chloe did as told. The card was written in somewhat sloppy handwriting and there were certainly misspelled words but she didn’t bother bringing it up.

The card read:

‘You are an awsom friend. Heer is a thank you for being so kind and patent with me’

“Thanks Penny,” Chloe smiled faintly, “that’s sweet. And I don’t put up with you. I enjoy your company. You’re pretty spontaneous.”

“I know the spelling is a little-“

“I don’t mind,” Chloe insisted. “Thank you again. Now get to bed. It’s literally morning.”

“What?!” Penny looked at her alarm with wide eyes. She’d hyper focused again. “Hold on. Why are you up early?”

“That is my business,” Chloe grinned, tapping Penny on the head with her card.

Penny huffed knowing she’d get no info from the eldest twin and instead laid wide awake on her bed where the minutes seemed to pass like years. Then, at last, the sound of breakfast being made greeted her ears. With a pleasant sigh she left the confines of her room to find Nathaniel and Chloe making breakfast.

“So that’s what you were up for. You’re surprising everyone with breakfast!” Penny noted.

“It won’t be a surprise if you keep being loud,” Nathaniel slapped her on the arm with a spatula.

“Oooow,” Penny frowned sticking out her tongue.

— — —

“Valentine’s Day,” James sighed, already feeling his stomach twist in nerves. He had plans but there was a high likely hood that Fox didn’t like them.

Finally dressing for the day James decided to catch her before the day became to chaotic. So, journeying down the hallway he paused to knock softly at her door. “Come in.”

Pressing his lips into a thin line, James opened the door stepping into her room. “Morning.”

“Morning,” Fox greeted busy slipping her shoes on. “What brings you by? Leave something about and lost it?”

“No,” James shook his head, “actually there’s something I wanted to give you. Now I know you don’t like Valentine’s day that much since it was either forgotten or cheesy for you but I felt obliged to get you something.”

“Oh,” Fox’s face fell and James immediately regretted his decision, “I don’t have anything for you. I’m sorry...I didn’t think-“

“That’s okay,” James insisted, “I honestly don’t need anything.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. Uh...here,” James held out his hand like a little kid showing their parent a sloppily drawn picture. “I’m not much of a shopper but I know you don’t have a whole lot of clothes and Maria can’t really drop work to go on a spree with you so...I figured I would. You can take Harper too since I know you’ve been wanting to hang out with her. It’s just a gift card from my old savings money.”

Fox took it hesitantly before spotting the amount charged to the card, “I can’t take this. No way. That’s too much. James, are you nuts?”

“Maybe a little,” he chuckled, “but it’s okay. I swear. All of that on there is yours. Whatever you’d like.”

“Seriously?” Fox’s eyes were the size of tennis balls but James saw the glisten of tears in them. He wondered when the last time anyone had bothered to give her a gift was.

“Seriously,” James nodded. He was tackled in an unexpected hug but he didn’t mind it. It registered in his brain that she smelled faintly of spices most likely from her dinner last night.

“Thank you to the moon and back,” Fox grinned wider than she ever had and gave him one finale bone crushing hug.

— — —

“Scout I wrote you something,” Orion barged in wearing only a pair of fuzzy socks and plaid boxers.

“That’s nice,” Scout snorted, studying his boyfriend’s odd fashion choice.

“It uh...took me all night. I’m not too good with words and I wanted to make it special so-“

“Anything would have been fine,” Scout assured, noticing the way Orion’s voice wavered nervously.

“I know but still,” Orion shrugged, moving awkwardly to sit by Scout in bed. “I wrote it down so I won’t forget.”

“Okay,” Scout laughed, resting his head on Orion’s shoulder. “What’d you write?”

Orion swallowed nervously before unfolding a sheet of paper he’d had wadded in his hand. The flimsy script shook ever so slightly in his hands but Orion continued bravely. “Unexpected was this love of mine. Brought to me by fate and time. To wake and see you standing there with soft warm eyes and wild hair. Is how I’d wake every day knowing that you’re here to stay. That I am yours and you are mine to the ends of the world and all of time. Thank you for saving me when all I was-was lonely.” Orion hastily folded the sheet of paper back up. “Like I said I’m not too good at poetry-“

“I loved it,” Scout smiled, gently taking the paper from Orion’s clammy palm. “You really wrote that? For me?”

“Yeah,” Orion nodded, seeming to gain confidence.

“It’s beautiful,” Scout smiled, recalling the first valentine he’d ever held. The first one he’d ever given. Boys didn’t love boys. Scout didn’t love any boy-even himself, but that was the old Scout. Now? Well, boys did love boys, and he loved the one sitting next to him deeply. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

“That’s okay,” Orion promised, “the words are for you not for me.”

Scout nodded, making a mental note to save the paper before pressing his lips gently to Orion’s. “You taste like chocolate. Did you break into the pantry last night?”

“Maybe,” Orion smirked.

“You are so bad,” Scout laughed, giving Orion another kiss and then another and another until Orion was a laughing mess.

— — —

Max woke to find a small envelope propped up between two bars of their cell. They didn’t know how it’d gotten there, but when they opened it they knew the handwriting. It was a simple wish for a happy day but there was a piece of their favorite chocolate inside. Smiling to themself, Max carefully unwrapped it and popped it into their mouth.

The taste was as good as they remembered it. Closing their eyes, Max leaned their head against the wall savoring the taste. “Happy Valentines.”

— — —

A pink envelope was settled neatly by the tank Drew had taken as her home so to speak. Bianca had put it there on Drax’s polite request. She knew had he done it he wouldn’t be able to control himself. The sorrow would be too much.

“Your dad says happy Valentine’s Day,” Bianca pressed her lips into a thin line, “I don’t know if it’s so happy for you, but I’m always told it’s the thought that counts.”

There was no reply. There couldn’t be. Sitting there in her wheel chair for another moment, Bianca found herself content in the quiet. She couldn’t bring herself to enjoy the festivities of the others. What was there for her to be happy about? She’d taken the time to make cards for the people she loved, but people should love each other everyday of the year not just one day.

“Do you ever wonder why we made a day to have people love one another?” Bianca asked, her voice bouncing off the empty chamber, “I think it’s so that people who never get told they’re loved have something to look forward to. But it doesn’t work so much does it when there’s no one to love you? Maybe, then, that’s why the first valentine is so special. I guess it means someone finally cares. Like my dad. He gave me a card, and Alex, and Sage, and James, and Penny, and-I just-did my mother ever give me one? Ah who am I kidding. I’m talking to a tank.”

— — —

Killian’s grave was decorated by a single rose left to endure the elements when Storm arrived. She wasn’t sure who had put it there, but her heart filled with a saddened warmth. She wasn’t the only one thinking of him after all. Someone else out there had bothered to remember him. While she’d have loved to know who-there was also part of her who didn’t want to. Let this anonymous individual remain unknown. Maybe they didn’t want the recognition. Maybe they felt...bad for Killian.

What she didn’t know was that a bouquet of roses in Nathaniel’s room held a barely noticeable empty space, and even as he made breakfast with Chloe fending off Penny’s attempts to steal bacon, he felt a small sense of peace. No hard feelings anymore. Not with Killian. There was no need.

— — —

“Happy Valentine’s day beautiful,” Siyanda plopped onto Thalia’s bed holding up a very soft looking plush of a duck, “I thought my little duck could use a companion.”

“It’s cute,” Thalia smiled, taking the stuffed animal and cuddling it to her chest only to wince.

“Easy,” Si warned gently, “too much cuddling.”

“But-“

“I know you want to squish it,” Siyanda laughed, “but your wounds are still healing. In the mean time, Quacky can nestle right here.”

Siyanda picked up the duck and tucked it in the crook of Thalia’s neck. “Now he-“

“She.”

“She is all nested and comfortable,” Siyanda promised, running a hand through Thalia’s blonde hair.

“You’re pretty,” Thalia yawned, “in the mornings. You look all-refreshed.”

“Yeah?” Si laughed.

“Mhm,” Thalia nodded, already starting to fall back to sleep.

“Thank you. Mind if I stay and snuggle?” The princess asked.

“You can-“ Thalia was interrupted by another yawn, “always snuggle kitty.”

— — —

Sage woke to Alex sleeping on her arm once more. It wasn’t uncomfortable, in fact she was used to it by now, but she was more enthralled by the way little beams of light reflected off that peaceful slumbering face.

She’d already surprised Alex with the small gift she’d gotten-a night light that projected the captain America symbol-so Alex wouldn’t be as scared of the dark at night. Sage had hoped it would also curb nightmares for Alex, but she wasn’t certain of the result. Alex had ended up sleeping with her again and it was either because the night light failed, or Alex just liked spending time with her girlfriend. Sage was certain it was probably the latter more than the first.

“You have your thinking face,” Alex mumbled, rubbing sleep from her eyes. “What were you thinking about?”

“You,” Sage replied, tilting her head to study the sleepy eyed girl still half on top of her. “My gift worked didn’t it?”

“A little,” Alex admitted sheepishly, “but I don’t like sleeping alone. It’s cold.”

“I knew it,” Sage snorted, as Alex gave a coy little smile and pulled her in for a kiss.

— — —

“Agh! I almost forgot!” Penny yelled, bolting from the kitchen like a dog that had seen a squirrel. Sprinting to her room she collected her gift and raced back down the hall. Skittering to a stop she knocked swiftly on Arthur’s door. “Valentine delivery!”

Arthur peered out to see Penny bubbling with excitement. He just shook his head and let her in. “What in the world do you have?”

“A surprise,” Penny breathed, catching her breath from all of the running. She set the gift basket down on Arthur’s bed with zeal. “Okay, ready?”

“I’m ready,” Arthur laughed.

“I got you this!” Penny held up a trans pride flag that nearly hid her from view, “you can pin it to your wall!”

“That’s really awesome, Penny.” Arthur grinned until his cheeks hurt.

“And there’s this!” Penny then pulled out a dvd set of Bob Ross tapes. “I figured it would be soothing, maybe a bit of a distraction in case...you know...dysphoria gets too bad. We can watch it together too. He’s really an awesome guy and sometimes it puts me to sleep.”

“He has an Afro,” Arthur noted.

“Also there’s these,” Penny held up pairs of socks, “since you have holes in yours.”

“Okay Marry Poppins,” Arthur shook his head in amazement.

“Last thing,” Penny promised, “I got Thickey the bear a girlfriend.”

Arthur doubled over in laughter as Penny pulled out an identical looking bear to the one on his bed. “Gosh I love you! You’re amazing! Thickey! You have a girlfriend.”

“S-So you like it?” Penny asked.

“I love it. You put a lot of time into this I can tell,” Arthur sighed, collecting himself. “It means a lot.”

“Good. I’m glad you like it,” Penny stammered. “Well, your sister and Nathaniel are surprising everyone with breakfast. Only I don’t think it’s a surprise now that I told you.”

“I can act,” Arthur said, “Come on. Let’s get our grub on.”

Penny nodded and followed him out of the room feeling very flustered. She wiped her hands swiftly on her jeans and tried very hard to focus on where she was going-but that was very hard.

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freddiemxrcury · 5 years

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valentine’s day present for Noah ( @inspacetimc )

Considering this was their first Valentine’s Day as a couple Harrison wanted to do all of the cheesy things possible. Which included sneaking into the school extra early, telling his parents, teachers and even Noah it was for extra SAT prep, when in all actuality it was to decorate his boyfriend’s locker inside and out. For the most part it appeared that he cleared out most of the crafting materials in their stores along with checking off every quasi-romantic gift he could get his hands on. Hearts, cupids and glitter in all the reds and pinks covered the outside with streamers hanging on the inside. Behind that were the roses, a heartfelt card, the chocolates and of course a stuffed animal holding a heart which read ‘I love you’. Now all that was left to do was wait for him to show up to see his reaction. As students began to filter in he noticed them looking at it knowing right away who’s handiwork threw up V-day all over their plain metal lockers. Of course Noah stood out amongst them all, he had that way about him, after taking in the initial reaction he came up wrapping his arms around his taller figure. “Had to go all out for you baby,” Harrison grinned pulling him into a deep kiss acting as the exclamation point of professing his love and affection for everyone in their school to witness.

#inspacetimc #fuck i love my babies

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mosylufanfic · 6 years

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27. “Son of a bitch. It’s you.” Killervibe!

Today’s NaNo fic is a long one, and a tad more serious than I planned, but I still hope you like it!

Mosylu explain yourself pls

Secret Admirer

They all stood around the table in the cortex, studying the bright red candy box.

Barry picked up the card. “To Cisco,” he read. “From a secret admirer.” He looked up. “That’s not ominous at all.”

“It was delivered to the police station, not here or your house,” Iris said. “So they know your name and that you sometimes help the cops.”

“Do you think there’s a tracker on it?” Barry wondered. “ Like they’re trying to find out your home address? Or what if they suspect that you’re Vibe?”

“The cops looked over it thoroughly,” Iris said. “X-ray and everything.”

“And, hey, I vibed it too, because I’m not actually a moron,” Cisco said. “All I got off the box was the fight that the girl who packed it had with her girlfriend and the hot threesome the postal carrier had with his neighbors last night.” At their looks, he spread his hands. “I do not control this stuff, you guys.”

“According to the shop, it was an online order,” Caitlin reported. “Paid by a prepaid gift card.”

Iris looked up, eyes bright. “Is there an email address attached to the order?”

“Yes, but it was a dcmail address. Anyone can get one of those. And it was Ciscos_Secret_Admirer, so I think it’s pretty clear it was created just for this.”

“Okay, that’s really ominous,” Barry said.

“Orrrrrrr … ” Cisco said, “it’s Valentine’s Day in a week. Maybe I actually have a secret admirer who sent me candy because they think I’m sweet.” He ripped the plastic off the box, pulled it open, and selected a bonbon.

“Cisco!” Iris said, half-laughing. “You’re eating it?”

“Why not?” he said, with his mouth full of chocolate. “It’s my favorite kind. Want some?”

“Oh my god, no! Caitlin, come on, help me out. I can’t believe you’re not at least giving him the stink eye.”

“Actually,” Caitlin said, “I don’t see the harm. It’s fully packaged, from a reputable shop that shipped it directly. The police station examined it once when it arrived there, and Cisco vibed on it himself. All indications are it’s just a gift from a secret admirer, like it says. Why shouldn’t he eat his own candy?”

“Thank you,” Cisco said, and held up his hand for a high five, which was delivered. “Want some?”

“Oh, no, no, it’s yours.”

Over the next few days, regular as clockwork, more gifts arrived from his secret admirer. A giant teddy bear. A bottle of wine. A bouquet of roses. All of them ordered online, delivered to the police station, and impossible to vibe on.

Cisco got a lot of ribbing from the guys on the force, but he would grab his new present and say, “You’re all haters because you slobs ain’t getting shit.” He flicked his fingers over the three dozen yellow, orange, and red roses, grinning broadly. “And it takes a real man to like flowers.”

One day, the present was just a folded-up sheet of paper, which was kind of a let-down after everything else. Cisco opened it and let out a noise somewhere between a yelp and a moan.

“What? What is it?”

He looked up, starry-eyed. “They gave me a hundred dollar Steam gift card. Shit. This person totally gets me.”

Two days before Valentine’s Day, Cisco bounced around his lab, humming. His presents usually turned up around noontime, so he’d fallen into the habit of running out for lunch to one of the places near the police station.

He’d had a rough year since calling it quits with Cynthia. She’d been the first person he’d ever thought could be The One, and it had been a horrible shock to realize that someone being The One didn’t mean the universe was going to just hand them an Everything-Works-Out card. Now she was the one that got away, and Cisco had spent the year feeling like shit because he couldn’t make it work. A string of terrible dates and a soulless one-night stand had also left him feeling like he’d lost his only chance at love, like the world was cold and grey and devoid of the possibility of happiness.

This secret admirer business had buoyed his spirits, though. Okay, he had a tragic love story in his past now, but it didn’t mean romance couldn’t be right around the corner with someone else. Maybe, right?

Maybe sounded awfully good to him at the moment.

He was so busy thinking about what might be next - something sexy maybe? - that he knocked over his oil can. Of course, the loose cap came off and the contents went everywhere.

He yelped, swore, and got to work cleaning the oil up, which took forever. Then when he went back to his calculations, he found that “everywhere” had included his entire precious stash of dry-erase markers. He could “liberate” another box from the cop shop later (Joe always sighed, “Singh is gonna arrest you one day and I won’t even stop him”) but he needed one now.

He went up to Caitlin’s lab. She didn’t use them like he did, but she had her own little stash, in fun colors, too.

She was hunched over a microscope, lips pursed, tap-tap-tapping a pen.

“Dry erase markers?” he said.

“Top left drawer,” she said without looking up.

He tugged open one of the drawers at her desk and scanned the contents. No markers. He realized it was the top right drawer and was about to close it when something caught his eye.

A prepaid gift card.

He frowned at it.

Why would Caitlin have a prepaid gift card for - holy shit. Five hundred dollars?

Maybe it was in case she forgot her wallet. Maybe this was some weird budgeting hack she’d read about. Maybe she …

Ordered stuff online.

He reached in and picked it up. On the backside was a post-it, with notations in Caitlin’s neat handwriting. He read through the list.

Candy store.

Flower shop.

Novelty stuffed-animal website.

Fancy wine store.

The Steam website.

The incredible bakery by her house.

His favorite fancy-pants restaurant.

“Cisco,” Caitlin called out. “Did you find it?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Sure did.”

When he turned, she had lifted her head from the microscope. The guilty look on her face erased his last doubt that the card he held had any alternate explanation.

“I - ” she said in a very small voice. “I said the top left.”

“Son of a bitch,” he said. “It’s you.”

He sat looking at the gift card, conscious of a weird, deflated feeling in his chest. A knot of something he couldn’t quite identify.

“I - ” she said, and stopped.

He looked up at her - one of his best friends. Someone who’d been right there for him at all his worst points, like he’d been for her.

Someone who’d spent the whole past week - no, knowing her, the whole past month, at least - putting time and energy and thought and a not-inconsiderable amount of money into showering him with gifts and affection, and seeing him bounce and smile around Star Labs without claiming any credit.

Her head had drooped down, and her shoulders were folded in tight.

“Hey,” he said softly.

She said, “Look, I -”

He held the card up. “This? Was super sweet, Caitlin. Thank you.” He set it down by her computer and went to give her a quick hug. “You knew how rough this V-Day was going to be and you wanted to give me some happy buzz. You’re the best, you know that?”

She was still sitting on her chair, chin tipped up, eyes big.

He kissed her cheek. “Seriously. This has been so much fun, these presents. And they were amazing. Thank you.”

“You - you’re welcome,” she mumbled.

“Look, I’m about to go grab lunch and stop by the station for - ” He laughed. “Well, you know what, don’t you? You wrote down Cameron’s Bakery - I’m guessing cupcakes? Maybe cookies?”

She nodded like a bobble-head doll. “Cupcakes. Red velvet cupcakes.”

“All right. So I’ll bring those back, and we can share, and hey, you know what? I’m grabbing your lunch, too.”

“N-no. That’s okay, I -”

“You’ve been giving me a lot this week, least I can do is pick you up your favorite sandwich, right?”

“Okay,” she whispered. “Okay.”

“Okay,” he echoed. “See you in a little bit.”

He went downstairs for his wallet and breached out to a handy alley near the station. He wavered between going there first or grabbing the food - but her favorite sandwich place was five blocks in the other direction. He headed for the station.

“Finally, you’re here!” Iris said. She’d been at the station all morning, reading through case files from about the 1940s that weren’t yet digitized. “I’ve had to practically throw my body on today’s present.” With a dirty look to the desk sergeant, she handed Cisco a dark green box with swirly silver script.

“Come on,” the sergeant mumbled. “We all know what a Cameron’s Bakery box looks like.”

“Well, you can go buy your own,” Cisco said, forcing cheer. “This one’s mine. Thanks for protecting it, Iris.”

She gave him a quizzical look. “Aren’t you going to open it and see what’s inside?”

“I’m afraid of a stampede,” he joked.

Iris didn’t laugh. “You okay? I thought you loved that place.”

He traced his finger over the lettering. “I do. But I need food-food right now, too.” He waved at her with the box and went on his way, wondering if Iris or Barry had been in on it. But no, after their initial skepticism, they’d been into it, cooing over the presents and speculating on identities.

Why hadn’t he told her? “Oh, guess what, craziest thing - it’s Caitlin!”

Maybe because he still had that weird knot of he-didn’t-know-what in his chest.

He couldn’t deny that it had been exciting to have a mystery admirer. Who didn’t love that? Sure, there was the risk they would be someone he wasn’t attracted to. But he’d at least known that someone was attracted to him, coming off a year where he didn’t feel lovable or even sometimes likeable.

But hey. Come on. She was one of his very best friends. She liked him enough to think all this up, just to see him smile. Actually, now that he thought about it, maybe he should have figured on it being someone who knew him really well, and that would have narrowed the field down hard.

He looked at the box of cupcakes in his hand.

She’d brought him a cupcake for his birthday once, during the terrible, horrible, no-good, very-bad nine months they’d spent between the explosion and Barry waking up. This exact cupcake, in fact, red velvet from Cameron’s Bakery.

Would he have figured it out then? Or would it have passed right over his head like all the other hints?

Hadn’t he been saying this whole time how perfect these gifts were? How well his secret admirer got him? She knew his favorite kind of chocolates, his favorite wine, how much he dropped on Steam every year.

She’d even heard him once, years ago, talk about how much he’d like to be wooed someday. That guys did all the wooing in straight relationships, and while he loved doing it, how cool it would be for a girl to do the whole showering-him-with-stuffed-animals-and-flowers thing sometime.

He paused across the road from the sandwich place, checked the oncoming traffic, and jaywalked without compunction.

The thing that stung so strangely - the thing that made him list all the reasons it was so awesome, like he was trying to convince himself to appreciate it - was that here and there over the years, he’d wondered about Caitlin. You know. Like that.

And if she’d been his secret admirer in a romantic way - if all those gifts and surprises were wooing and not just a friend knowing exactly what would make him happy - that would have been …

Well. Honestly, it would have been pretty cool.

He’d had a little crush on her when they first met, but she’d been with Ronnie. The crush had softened into friendship, but the friendship still had a little crushy tinge from time to time. But “from time to time” always seemed to be bad timing.

They’d been friends nearly seven years, through thick and thin. Oh, so much thin. All that time - surely any diem they might have carpe’d was long gone.

Right?

He frowned at the familiar signboard with the specials of the day, and went to stand in line. When he ordered - “chicken salad, with just a little bit of honey mustard” - the worker wrote “Caitlin” on the wrapper without even checking. On autopilot, he grabbed her a bottle of iced tea and himself a bottle of soda.

With the bag swinging from his wrist and the bakery box in his other hand, he found an alley and breached back into his lab, where he dropped everything on his table in a jumble.

The roses sat in a vase on one of his work tables. For some reason, he just stared at them for several minutes.

She’d gotten everything else dead on. Perfect, down to the squashiness of the giant teddy bear, which now was the best gaming chair he’d ever had. But the flowers -

He did like flowers. But his picks were sunflowers, or blue daisies, not roses especially. Why had she gotten him roses?

Didn’t rose colors have special meanings? It would be just like Caitlin to encode her posies. He pulled out his phone and looked it up.

Yellow - friendship, joy, warmth. Okay, that made sense.

Orange - passion, energy. Oh. Uh. Hey. Well, maybe that referred to him, to all his passion and energy for, um, saving the city on a daily basis.

But red? Everyone knew what red roses meant.

He reached out and pulled one of the red roses from the vase. The water dripped cool into his palm and ran down his wrist. He rolled it between thumb and forefinger a moment, and then grabbed the bag of their lunches and took both flower and food with him upstairs.

She sat at her computer, the gift card in hand, staring at the screen. Across the top was the logo of his favorite restaurant, and underneath that, the reservation tab.

“You waited this long to make a reservation?” he asked. “For Valentine’s day?”

She jumped and minimized the screen with a laugh that sounded fake. “No, of course not. I made it a month ago. I was just checking on it. Thinking about canceling. That was supposed to be the big reveal, after all, but now it’s just going to be a meal.”

“Caitlin,” he said, suddenly afraid.

“But!” she said brightly. “You know what. It is your favorite restaurant, and you should get to eat there. So the reservation’s in your name, and they have my credit card on file, so you go, okay? By yourself, or - or take whoever you’d like. Have a lovely time. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

She was so bright and chipper. She looked like she was about to shatter.

He set the food down next to her computer and pulled an extra chair over. “What if I want to take you?”

She looked away. “Don’t you think that would be a little strange? Around all the happy couples?”

“That was the original plan,” he pointed out. “Two BFF’s, eating a nice meal together on Valentine’s Day. Right?”

Still not looking at him, she fussed with her fingernails, picking at her pink nail polish.

He laid the rose over her keyboard and watched her go still.

“Or was it?” he said. “You gave me red roses. Sure, it took me a little while to catch on to that, but everybody knows what red roses mean.”

“Cisco - ”

“What was your plan?” he asked. “You were going to invite me - I’m guessing a card with time and place, delivered to the station tomorrow?”

She nodded.

“And then you were going to be there at the table and ta-daaa! And then what? How did you picture this going?”

She looked at the rose for a long moment. Then she reached out and picked it up, touching the velvety petals to her cheek.

“I - I was going to follow your lead,” she almost whispered into the bloom.

He let out a huff of breath. “My lead. Like, where I immediately jumped to the conclusion that those were all platonic, friendly secret admirer gifts you were showering down on me? A conclusion that was clearly mistaken.”

“I knew it was a risk. I knew that even though it seemed like your heart was mending and you were ready to get out there again, I might be wrong. And even if I wasn’t wrong about that, there was every chance you’d be disappointed that it was just me. But - ” She put the rose down. “I wanted to try. Because so many times over the years, I’ve thought ‘what if,’ and I wondered if you thought that too.”

He started to lean in, and she pulled back so hard her chair rolled a couple of inches. “Please,” she said. “I already know you think of me as strictly a friend. Don’t pity me on top of it. Just let me handle it on my own, okay?”

“You wanna know why I was so weird earlier?” he said. “Because I was trying - oh my god, I was trying so hard! - to be happy that I had a friend who cared about me that much, to put that much work into giving me an amazing Valentine’s Day week. But there’s this little part of me that’s also thought from time to time, 'what if’ and that part of me wanted you to be wooing me, Caitlin. Courting me. Is that what you were doing?”

Very slowly, she nodded. Her eyes were big again, like they had been earlier when he’d thanked her for being such a good friend.

He brushed his fingers down her jaw and leaned in again. This time, her lips met his.

It was light, tentative, questioning. But it was also the sweetest kiss he’d had in a long time.

“Okay,” he said softly after a long minute, leaning back. “So. I’ll meet you at my favorite restaurant at eight pm on Valentine’s Day. You’re going to wine and dine me, and then we’ll see this where this goes. How’s that sound?”

“That sounds amazing,” she said, and kissed him again. In her kiss, he could taste a world of possibilities, opening up.

FINIS

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