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[wholesaletulips]

Wholesale Fresh Flowers, The Gift that Says You care

Flowers make any gift that you give more special. A beautiful bouquet doesn't need to be for a specific occasion. Flowers are always appreciated, appropriate and wanted.

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Schedule a delivery in advance. You may schedule a delivery for a certain day when you buy wholesale flowers. This is useful if, like many people, you forget to order flowers for Valentine's Day and birthdays in the early morning. You won't pay more for Valentine's Day if you place an order in advance with a wholesale flower supplier.

There is a huge selection of colors. When you order wholesale, fresh flowers online, this won't happen. You must specify both the color and delivery date when you order.

Place an order at any moment. As long as you have Internet access and a little spare time you can do so. No need to rearrange your schedule just to get to a shop or make an appointment.

The best way to tell someone you love and care about is by buying wholesale flowers. They are convenient, easy to find and affordable.

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[archangeldyke-all]

hiii i had this idea stuck in my head all day, how about buying sev flowers just because, without any occasion and she doesn't know how to react? you can sprinkle some spice there pretty please

AWEEEEEEEE this is so SWEET

men and minors dni

as you strolled to the last drop like you always do on thursday evenings-- sevika gets fridays off so you like to walk her home after her last day of work, stop to buy her whatever she's craving on the way home, and spend the time catching up and chatting with your girl-- your eyes caught on a little cart on the side of the street.

flowers are rare in zaun, especially flowers that aren't meant to be smoked for various inebriating effects. there's hardly any sunlight in the undercity, hardly enough clean water for all the citizens, much less the flora and fauna. but, once in a while, someone will head up to the promenade, buy a whole bunch of flowers in bulk, and haul them back down to zaun to sell.

most often, people who visit the flower sellers of zaun are men trying to get back on their girls' good side, or people headed to funerals. you slow your pace to examine the colorful bunches of petals, smiling softly as your mind wanders, as it tends to, to your wife.

you wonder what kind of flowers are sevika's favorite. you wonder if she's seen enough flowers in her life to form an opinion. something sad settles over you, and you frown as it occurs to you that your wife's likely never been gifted flowers in her life.

well, that's all it takes for you to cross the street and pat down your pockets for a few spare coins.

"hello, beautiful!" the old lady behind the cart greets you. you smile.

"hello. i don't know much about flowers, but i'm looking for something for my wife?" you ask. "something sweet and small."

the woman grins, then reaches up and grabs a giant bouquet of red, pink, and white roses. you giggle.

"oh, no, i think that's a bit much. she might die of embarrassment if i give her those." you chuckle. the woman smiles.

"so she's got subtle taste?" she asks. you giggle and nod again. that's one way to put it. the old woman quickly gathers a few flowers from various bunches. she holds it up for you to examine. you smile.

"that's perfect. what flowers are these?" you ask, reaching out to hold the small bundle she's picked out for you. she smiles and reaches across the cart, pointing to each flower she's arranged.

"white tulips," she points to the two tall white flowers, "for a pure love." she moves her hand to the tiny five-petaled blue flowers with bright yellow centers. "forget-me-not's, their meaning is in their name." she explains, then she points to the the tallest flower, one singluar purple stalk. "this is lavender. it's symbolic for women like you and your wife." she looks you up and down, winking, and you realize she means gay people. you chuckle. "it'll also make the room you store these in smell fabulous. chop the stems at an angle when you get home, and then put 'em in fresh water with a little bit of sugar. keep 'em in a sunny spot--not too sunny though! they should last you a week." she says, quickly wrapping the stems in your fist up in a sweet white bow.

you grin and pass her three gold coins. she gasps.

"oh honey, this is only worth one!" she calls as you start walking toward the last drop again. you just giggle and wave her off.

"thank you miss!" you call, waving goodbye to her.

you're a little nervous to give the flowers to sevika, worried that she won't like them. but when she walks out of the front doors of the bar and sees you waiting across the street for her, she grins, and all your worries melt.

she wraps you up in a big hug, and you giggle. "hi baby." you mumble against her shoulder. she groans, kissing your scalp.

"it's so fuckin' good to see you." she mumbles.

you pull away to look up at her, pouting. "bad day?"

"horrible. c'mon, i want somethin' greasy and salty for dinner."

you laugh. "i got you somethin' that might cheer you up." you say. sevika raises a salacious eyebrow at you, and you burst into giggles. you're happy to see her permanent scowl melt a bit at the sound. "not that kinda surprise, baby." you snort.

then, you reveal the bouquet you'd been hiding behind your back, pushing it into sevika's hands. she blinks down at them, then up at you, then back down at the flowers. "...what?" she asks eventually. you giggle and kiss her cheek.

"i got you flowers!" you exclaim. she looks up at you, still confused.

"...did someone die?" she asks, and you can see her trying to mentally catalog all the people she knows. you snort, then gently smack her shoulder.

"sevika! can't a woman just buy her wife some flowers? no ulterior motives?" you ask.

sevika considers this like you've just asked her what the meaning of life is. she looks seriously confused. you're half adoring, half sad. you make a mental note to start buying your wife flowers any chance you see them. she needs to be spoiled more.

then, her face clears, and she looks up at you with a look she reserves for you and you only. reverent, vulnerable, and shaky. you pout, and reach up to cup her face in your hands. "just for me?" she asks. you smile and lean forward to kiss her.

"just for you, babe." you whisper against her lips.

sevika usually walks with her flesh hand in yours. tonight, though, she demotes you to her mech hand, so her flesh hand can gently cradle the bouquet against her chest.

you make a quick stop at jericho's to pick up some grub, and you have to bite back a smile at the looks regulars are throwing sevika as she gazes sweetly down at a small bundle of flowers in her hands.

when you get home, you insist that you be the one who trim and arrange them for sevika. she hovers over you as you do like you're going to crush them. you think it's adorable-- she's so attached to the things already, you're a little worried what's going to happen when they eventually die.

(you don't have to worry though. you end up pressing the flowers between some old encyclopedias, then framing them and hanging them on your wall. it's becomes a tradition, each time you buy sevika flowers-- which ends up being close to once a week-- you guys press and frame them together once they're close to wilting, to preserve the memory and love forever.)

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[oneforthemunny]

I am curious to know, do you think rockstar!Eddie gave nepo!baby push presents with all of the girls and if so what would they be👀👀

yes and I haven’t elaborated much besides a few things bc here’s the thing: as much as yes, he’d spare no expense like the more expensive it it doesn’t mean it’s better for her. like shes got everything, grew up with everything she ever wanted, and money just isn’t gonna impress her. out buying or stupid shit like that she’ll just be like… ok???

it has to be something sentimental ya know? so I’ve said eddie started getting the flowers pressed and framed from the three wedding bouquets and then kept it going with the baby shower ones too. I really think each girl would have a different flower and then eddie gets it pressed bc he’s sappy and sweet and she decorates her office with them. they just mean the world to her bc they’re preserved and just remind her of the important dates.

I think he’d get her something unique after they decide to start naming the girls after places that they were conceived.

like he’s insane so he bought the ‘return of persephone’ painting bc some art gala person told him it signified a bond between a mother and daughter so he was sold pretty easily lmao. proudly told you that and it’s hung up in your living room (bc I really picture the house to have like a dark art deco kinda vibe a little eclectic).

for kensington, the inspiration came later. you were always saying you wanted to remodel the backyard and have it look brighter. more homey now that you had babies. so he learned that kensington palace was famous for its gardens, and he found the plants that they had and had it replicated (on a very tiny scale) in the back yard. forget me nots, tulips, dahlias, lavender all planted in rows that mimicked the gardens and lining a little path. it’s still there today even as the kids are grown.

for the twins… it was fucking hard lol. bc italy is gorgeous but it’s really difficult. he ended up getting a gold necklace with four tiny pendants (added two more for the other girls later) each with their birthstones made in italy. it was a finer and pricier item but you loved it. you still wear it a lot.

zahra was easier bc eddie quite literally bought the egyptian perfume for you in bulk lol.

vega was the hardest for eddie bc it was your last baby. he decided to take your wedding band, and have the birthstones of the girls added a long with diamonds to fill in the rest. it wasn’t the best, in his opinion, but you thought it was sweet bc it was more symbolic and touching.

those are just a few 🫶

[rarebritney]

any lip product recs? i love the subdued matte looks you wear :)

yes lots ! Lip products are my favorite... My fave lip liner is the jcat wholly addiction pencil in shade "mauve" I buy them in bulk they're so good .. goes with everything it's like a cool brownish pink. The shade acorn is good too. They have lots of shades..alsp the girlactik glossy lip pencil is a unique lip liner, it's very shiny so good for over lining just slightly to get a very pouty early 2000s kind of look like you put on gloss with a tiny brush.. I can't remember the shade I have. It's like a petal pink color. I'm obsessed with the Sunnies Face fluffmattes esp the pink shades. I have frolic, girlish, plush, girl crush, hot sauce and milkshake. Those are definitely the subdued mattes that you notice. My favorite bright is Lisa Eldridge matte lipstick in shade "new wave" like a fluorescent purpley pink. Also a huge fan of the tower 28 lip jelly in shade "XO". the girlactik lip sparkle balm is so festive. Love their jello gloss balm in shade "tulip" but the lid pops off in my purse and it's such a soft product so that's annoying.

[giftsonclick9]

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[kernowfurn11]

BARWARE

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[kernowfurn10]

BARWARE

Eating establishments, bars, and lounges really need to have the necessary barware in stock in order to serve their customers' one-of-a-kind cocktails in the most professional manner possible. Hurricane glasses are frequently referred to as tulip glasses due to the shape of the glass itself. These glasses are an indispensable requirement for use in any bustling establishment, be it a restaurant or a bar. You can use them not just for pouring the classic hurricane rum cocktail, but also for serving other beverages such as pia coladas, daiquiris, and other popular mixers. Additionally, you can use them to pour the traditional hurricane rum cocktail. Their one-of-a-kind construction is a major factor that adds to the enormous popularity that they enjoy. It will certainly set you apart from other businesses if you personalise them according to your preferences and requirements. You can have the emblem of your firm engraved or printed on personalised hurricane glasses, and then use those glasses at the next event you host. You might even give the stems of some of the patterns a variety of colours to distinguish them from one another.

The use of individualised hurricane glasses at a wide range of different types of events has become a major trend in recent years. There are many different types of celebrations, such as weddings, bridal showers, anniversaries, bachelorette parties, and holiday parties, that love to include personalised glasses as part of their drinkware, decoration, or favours for their guests. Some examples of these types of events are weddings, bridal showers, and anniversaries. You may use these one-of-a-kind glasses to serve beverages to your visitors, and you can also use them as part of the barware that you provide for them. The options available to you are virtually limitless. You can also use them as favours or gifts for guests at a wedding or party by having names, dates, phrases, images from clipart, or remarks carved onto them with a laser or printed on them with a printing machine. This is yet another wonderful suggestion. They are lovely things that should be kept as recollections in the future.

Hurricane glasses that have been given a personalised touch can make wonderful presents for close friends and family members, appropriate for giving on festive occasions as well as for more casual use. You may buy a set of them and then give them away as presents on special occasions like weddings, birthdays, or housewarmings. You have the option of customising the glasses for them, or you can choose to keep them in their original state and not decorate them. Everyone appreciates the feeling of accomplishment they experience when they finally get their hands on some fresh new glasses for their home. There is also the possibility of you purchasing them for your own use. It's possible that you'd prefer your initials or name etched into them. If so, you have that option. Displaying your brand-new drinking glasses in your home before you host your next dinner party or get-together gives you the opportunity to awe and amaze all of your visitors with something very special.

No matter what your needs are, you might discover that individualised hurricane glasses are helpful in meeting those needs. In addition, some companies take advantage of the fact that they can buy them in bulk so that they can use them as promotional items that they give away to their clients and customers. This allows the companies to save money while still providing something of value to their clientele. They have the potential to become an exceptionally helpful instrument for the development and marketing of your organisation. You might make them more distinctive by including the name of your firm, a company logo, or a slogan on them, and then distribute them at the next promotional event that you organise for your company. If you own a store, you have the option of selling these items under your own brand name to customers, if you want to do so. These highly specialised pieces of glassware can be put to work for virtually any application that can be thought of.

[flowerbazaaar]

Factors To Consider Before Buying Flowers In Bulk

Look at the seasonal offerings: In general, it's more reasonably priced and fashionable! 

Take into account the event's tone: At a birthday party, dark-colored flowers won't be the centre of attention. When you purchase Real Flowers wholesale you can buy according to the theme you decide. 

Keep your budget in mind: Vase fillers that you can use virtually all year round were described above. If all other options have failed, think about arranging single-stem flowers in tiny, separate vases for a classy appearance without going over budget. 

Buy locally: It could be a good idea to look into the possibilities available if you have easy access to a farm in your neighbourhood. Eliminating the middleman, allows you to save money, which is a smart move if you intend to make your flower arrangements. 

Be benevolent: Just be aware that some make donations to associated charities if you buy a specific bloom during that period if you decide to work with a professional florist. 

Keep your audience in mind: Before you Buy Flowers, you should take into account the considerable cultural importance that some flowers possess. Additionally, you'll need to be aware of things like allergies. Oh, and the flower industry has made wonderful efforts toward greater education and products that follow those principles if your target market is interested in sustainability in their event designs. 

How to know if the flowers are fresh?

Feel the petals' undersides: From the stem to the ends of the petals, softly slide your fingers. Fresh flowers should have sturdy petals. When you run your fingertips over the undersides of the petals, pay attention to a slight rustling. This noise indicates that the blossoms are still fresh. Buying Fresh Flowers Wholesale would also help you get fresh flowers in a lot. 

Check out the flowers: Avoid purchasing Exotic Cut Flowers Bulk with fading colours, translucent petals, browning petals, or wilting petals. Inside the blossoms, look for seeds or stray pollen. The presence of seeds and loose pollen suggests that the blooms were cut when they were past their prime. So buy cut flowers with vibrant colours. 

Purchasing flowers during their blooming season: Off-season flowers have probably been damaged by transportation and excessive handling. You can be sure to acquire flowers that are fresh and last longer if you check your flowers for these issues before buying them. 

Buds are just beginning to open: Flowers with buds that are just beginning to open are preferable to those with fully open buds. Flowers maintained in a vase filled with water will continue to open. Purchase cut tulips and fully closed lilies. The bud's tip should display the colour of the flower, while the blossom itself should be green at the base. 

The type of event you're planning, your target audience, and your venue will all have a big impact on the flower you choose. However, you might have noticed that some flowers are in style all year long and complement a variety of situations.

When it comes to flower pairing, there is no way to go wrong, even if you are methodical about your colour scheme. Moss advises choosing flowers based on what is in bloom in your garden or what is available when you search ‘wholesale flower market near me’.

[wooahaes]

i’m not sure if you have any slots left, but if you do , i was thinking 43 w vernon would be so nice!! i also didn’t see any vernon on your list so i just had to ask

-🪷

workplace romance

pairing: non-idol!vernon x gn!reader [office worker au]

word count: 0.6~

warnings: mingyu making a comment that could be kind of annoying, but it’s all good. lowercase intentional + no proofreading.

daisy’s notes: i hate titles i hate writing titles. anyway i love him.

every single morning, you found a different candy on your desk right next to a different flower. and every single morning, you looked to vernon with a knowing smile that he’d return in kind with a shrug--as you hadn’t caught him time and time again.

see, vernon lived closer to the company than you did. he’d always get there first and leave both on your desk before taking his own seat, getting ready for the work day. it started with him just trying to brighten your day when he overheard you talking to seokmin about how stressed you were--something about one of your friend’s having a tough time and how that was starting to affect you more than you thought it would. after lunch that day, you came back to one of your favorite chocolate bars on your desk with a yellow sticky note attached that said “you got this, text me you need anything - v” with his number underneath it. 

the two of you went out for drinks two days later after work, and he walked you home and left a glass of water on your nightstand. he was a sweetheart through and through.

the flowers started as another way to brighten your day. the first it’d been a pink tulip from a bouquet his mom had brought into his apartment to help “brighten the space” (he had been smiling when he told you over lunch), and he thought he’d brighten your life a little bit more. 

“if you and chwe are dating, you have to tell human resources,” was what joshua told you one day while you were getting a drink from the break room, taking a long sip of coffee. “just so you—”

“we’re not dating,” you looked up from where you were preparing your own cup. “he doesn’t like me like that.”

joshua looked up. “are you sure? he keeps looking at you.”

sure enough, vernon was stealing glances at you and joshua. with joshua’s back to him (when joshua had noticed, you weren’t sure), vernon mouthed a “everything okay?” to you.

“you know where yoon’s office is,” joshua said on his way out.

oh, that smug bastard--

vernon had walked in as joshua was leaving, heading over to your side. “you okay?” he asked in a low voice, getting his own cup for coffee. “you looked uncomfortable so i thought i’d...” he nodded toward you. “y’know. come check.”

you had to ignore the knowing look joshua gave you when you returned to your desk, as well as the small smile vernon gave when you met his gaze next.

vernon slid an extra box of candy over to you during your lunch break a few weeks later, the day after you mentioned that you were getting a little stressed over some account--he didn’t remember the exact details, to be honest. he was sitting with his own store-bought lunch in front of him, and you had to wonder what he did for getting candy. did he buy it in bulk and bring it to you? did he stop in when he bought lunchboxes in the morning? either way, you hid your smile, ignoring the fact that seokmin definitely was looking your way.

“if you don’t stop that, i’m going to fall for you,” was what you said as he slid said extra box over to you.

“maybe,” he said, “that’s the goal.”

“well maybe,” you set the box next to your own meal, “i’ll take you out for dinner.”

“maybe,” vernon was smiling at you, “i’m free today after work.”

“well--”

“just fucking go out already!”

... you’d get mingyu back for that one later after you had a date with vernon, even if minghao was already chewing him out for it.

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

how gently do the clouds and flowers sway

tags: gn!reader, reader has dendro abilities, fluff, pre!relationship

a/n: a new addition to the god!reader cinematic universe. finally felt inspired to write a little more for it and decided to give yun jin some of that love. yun jin is such a lovely character, you can really see how much love went into crafting her. it took a long time for her to finally be released to the game for those who knew about her since the first leaked images, but it was definitely worth it. i maxed out her friendship recently and thought she’d be a great match for god!reader. also don’t mind me making blatant references to the cruel prince at the beginning lmao. the opera she’s creating in this fic is a reference to the poem ‘a spring morning’ by meng haoran

春眠不觉晓， 处处闻啼鸟。 夜来风雨声， 花落知多少。

“I can’t thank you enough for your help.” Yun Jin smiled appreciatively. Red eyes sparkled with a warmth reminiscent of the lanterns at festivals. “Everything was so last minute but you’ve been keeping up with everything. I insist we pay you.”

“I told you already, Ms. Yun.” You took a pleased sip from your tea. Morax, or Zhongli as he went by now, wasn’t exaggerating when he said snow blossom tea was exquisite. You’d certainly have to ask him where to come by some in bulk. “You don’t need to pay me for this. This isn’t really a commission for me, so much as a cultural experience.”

It was honestly. 

Liyue Opera was a tradition you had yet to discover in all your times exploring the nation of Geo. It was certainly much different than the instruments of your people, the dances you’d taught them and the rhythms you swayed to. You loved it. Yet you were drawn to the different practices of opera.

“If you’re so taken with it,” your old friend began after you expressed your interest over dinner. “I would recommend a performance by the Yun-Han Opera Troupe. If one truly wishes to experience Liyue’s opera, they should see the performance of Ms. Yun.”

Little did you know that rather than watching it, you’d be taking part of it. Well, to be more exact, you’d be doing work behind the stage. As it would turn out, Ms. Yun herself was in need of assistance.

“The director of the troupe has been wanting to add a little flair to their performance of one of their older operas, A Spring Morning.” Zhongli explained, much to your growing interest. “They wish to incorporate falling flowers into the highlight of their performance. I was told they were simply going to buy flowers and find a way to have them fall onto the stage without being overtly obvious.” A knowing glance was given to your fake Vision you carried on your person, similar to his own. “But I’m sure a wielder of Dendro could make the job easier.”

Now here you were, enjoying a cup of tea with the troupe’s director a few weeks later.

Yun Jin didn’t look happy with your suggestion. Every week she insisted you accept payment and every week you declined in similar fashion. “But this commission is lasting a lot longer than we expected!”

A Spring Morning had risen in popularity with this collaboration of yours, now it was all everyone wanted to see.

First you would use cherry blossoms.

The next time were crocuses.

You’ve also created showers of peonies, primroses and tulips.

Perhaps I should make petals flow to where even the audience sits. You wondered. The next performance was going to be the last one of A Spring Morning for a few months. This one has to be truly exceptional. Her magnum opus!

“You’re honestly doing me a favor.” You insisted after realizing the singer was still waiting for you to say something. You’d pick the flowers you’d conjure next time when you were alone. “Honestly! I’ve seen many things in my time traveling. I’ve seen the acorn before the oak, the egg before the hen.” You couldn’t help smiling as you spotted the one growing on your new companion’s face. “I’ve never come across anything like Liyue Opera before, I’m simply glad to be able to help bring a project to life while learning about the artform.”

“Oh Mx. (Y/N), I think you’ve just developed a flair for the dramatics.” Yun Jin replied with an amused lilt of her voice. 

“If I have, it’s only because I learned from the best. I’ve been told your troupe is the best in all of Liyue.” You replied without missing a beat. “But I’m not exaggerating in the slightest. Money isn’t an issue for me, it isn’t why I travel.”

Unlike your friend, you’d been masquerading as a human long enough to understand the concept of Mora. In some ways, that lughead hasn’t changed at all. You wanted to snort, remembering how seamlessly he placed a tab for the meal you shared at a restaurant he recommended. How does the creator of Mora not have any to speak of now that he’s mortal? He’s lucky he’s so well-connected.

Unfortunately, you weren’t a god of such prestige for that sort of command and energy follow you into human form. 

To mortals, Amur was simply a God of Festivals. On the other hand, you were also the Soother of the Dead. The one who helped the ailing find peace in their eternal rest, the one who’d leave offerings of lavender and rose on the graves of the forgotten. You were the reason humans learned to find joy in the short lives they did have. At least in the eyes of historians and researchers. To the youth of this era, you were simply a party god.

You didn’t create the peaks of mountains by casting your spears across the land.

You didn’t cut an island in half with a mere swipe of your blade.

You simply loved humans and their mortality so much, you wanted them to appreciate themselves more. Any story about mortals and their lives were much more interesting than another exaggerated tale about Murata or even the Tsaritsa. You wanted to see those experiences (Y/N), not as Amur.

Perhaps that was why you enjoyed Yun Jin’s company. You were like-minded individuals. The tales she wove were about the ordinary doing the extraordinary even without the help of gods. That, in your opinion, was the strength of humanity.

Your non-human brethren could scoff at the mistakes the many humans made. But despite the mistakes and despite the missteps, humans still prospered and survived throughout the generations. Seeing the woman before you dedicate herself to showcasing that beauty with her entire being was enough payment for you.

The makeup, the heavy costumes, and the many, many rehearsals.

She was exceptional, more than exceptional.

Yes, you wanted to be in the company of this human a little while longer. 

Yun Jin sighed, “but there has to be something that you’d like.” She began once more. “Since Mora isn’t something you’d like, what if you received something else.”

“Your company alone is enough, Ms. Yun.” You hid your smile behind your tea cup. “What if you take me to one of those rock n roll shows I’ve been hearing about lately? That sounds like the perfect way to unwind.”

[just-miru]

tulip, buttercup, and iris for any silly :DD

my both babygirls >:D

tulip - go to your f/o's wiki page and quote your favorite part of it.

William

(...) William's self absorbed personality, biting sarcasm, and his general lacking of the ability to give a shit about anything except himself doesn't exactly make him the most pleasant person to be around.

as well as-

William has many strange tendencies, such as eating almost exclusively white bread which he stores in bulk in his home, crashing into his garage every day after work, and allowing only Harry Pottha films to be screened inside the Afton household.

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Dave

GENDER - Fella

as well as

Dave Miller is a sexy major character in BlueyCapsules. The most handsome worker hired at Freddy’s in 1986, he is destined for a greatness unknown to most. Finding the centre of his attention at this certain location of Freddy’s, he focused his talents and even his lip-bitingly good charms to the Freddy’s family. He’s here to make some good friends and to fulfill his greatest wish in life, to prove all the people who doubted him wrong.

as well as

Having a great sense of humour and especially great looks, Dave Miller dedicates every single fibre of his being to being the best guy you’ll ever meet. Definitely. Following the twelve-some labours of his tragic past due to the denial of his true calling and the subsequent abandonment by his parents, Dave Miller is a kind, sensitive, and understanding folk. His story is the kind you’d watch in a movie theatre.

as well as his whole wiki page, actually-

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iris - does your self insert for your f/os source material have a detailed and complex story and character arc, or are they just kinda vibing?

my silly self is pretty much just vibing there :D

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buttercup - an incorrect quote of you and your f/o.

if you think i am gonna give one single incorrect quote with me and my babygirls you are so damn wrong-

William: yeah, but i'm also short and that's adorable.

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Miru: you're violent.

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William: standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak, like "look at this focking flower. this flower is taller than i am. this flower is wining and i'm losing."

Miru: wow... you are not ready to hear about trees-

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Miru: honk.

William: wot?

Dave: H O N K.

William: WOT DOES HONK MEAN THIS TIME YOU WHIMSICAL PIECES OF SHITE-

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William: alrighte, listen up ya lil' shits-

William: not you, Miru. you're an angel and we're thrilled you're here.

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William: i hate you both.

Miru: well, according to this picture me and Dave drew of us holding hands, that's simply untrue.

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Miru: what are you eating?

William: you wouldn't like it. it's really salty.

Miru: well, i like you, don't i?

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*William teaching Dave how to drive and taking Miru along for the ride*

William: that's a pothole. to the left!

Dave: take it back now y'all *drives into pothole*

Miru, sticking their face into the front over the center console: cha cha real smooth.

Dave: i don't think that's how the song goes.

William, crying and gripping the handle: please just take me home.

Dave: country roads.

Miru: to the place.

Dave and Miru in unison: i belong!

William, crying harder: wot the fock?

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Dave, about William: he's covered in blood again. why is it he's always covered in blood?

Miru: well, it looks like it's his own blood this time.

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William: oi! dumbass, get over here.

Miru: okay-

Dave: *gleefully runs past* i'm comin'!

Miru, sadly: i thought... i was dumbass...

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William: WHO THE FOCK ATE MY BREAD?!

William: I'M GONNA FOCKING K-

Miru: ...i did?

William: kiss you and buy some more. you haven't been eating anything today Miru.

*walking away*

Miru: ...

Miru: he's gone.

Dave, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his mouth: twankh uh!

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ok, i think i am done-

[1-800-hellraiser]

EWTBATF Vlahd x Teen!reader Oneshot

(!NOTE: THIS IS NOT A ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE READER AND VLAHD, THIS IS A FATHER DAUGHTER TYPE RELATIONSHIP!

Hello! I made this oneshot for people with daddy issues who used to simp for Vlahd but now want him to be your dad. The reader uses they/them pronouns because I want everyone to be able to feel included while reading this.

Vlahd and Eddsworld The Beginning and The Friend doesn't belong to me! It's a fancomic made by Makenzie Matthews, Jaculynn Kristiansen, Alyssa Grissom and Brittany Clark. Eddsworld belongs to Edd Gould. If I use any art in this oneshot I will credit the artist and give their socials.

P.s: If this is well received, I might make a story about this, so stay tuned~

P.p.s: I know this isn't Creepypasta content, but I felt like doing something a bit different.)

!DISCLAIMER! This oneshot deals with a lot of gore, mental, emotional, and physical abuse, fighting, missing body parts, and swearing! If you are sensitive to these topics, I advise you don't read this oneshot! Also, some spoilers for the fancomic EWTBOTF, so if you haven't read it or haven't been reading it for the past few months, I urge you to do so. Not just for this oneshot, but the comic is also pretty good!

Tessellate

Word count: 3,569

Song: Tessellate - Alt J

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"Three guns, and one goes off. Ones empty, ones not quick enough. One burn, one red, one grin. Search the graves while the camera spins."

The same thing happened every single day. You would wake up to screaming, try to shower and do your morning routine without being interrupted, spend the rest of the day your home trying not to get involved with your parent's marital issues, go to school, do chores, get screamed at for not doing something right, eat dinner, do homework, cry, then go to bed. This was your life since you were ten years old. Your biological father died when you were nine, then your mother got remarried a few months after your tenth birthday.

Your parents were very emotionally and mentally abusive. Sometimes they hit you, but would feign sorrow to try to make you feel safe around them. They continued this behavior for years, until you were thirteen. Apparently, your stepfather had gotten into some shady business with the infamous Red Leader. You had to move from your home country to England so your stepfather could work with the Red Leader. You were miserable, you had lost all of your friends you had in school. You had to go to a private boarding school, you never got picked on, but you found it hard to make friends. After a few moths, you finally got comfortable with your new surroundings.

One day though, that all changed for the worse. Your mom and stepfather got into a huge argument, apparently your mom was cheating on a man in the same army as your stepfather. He hit your mom, your mom left right after that. He then hit you really hard in the face, so hard that it left a mark. You burst into tears and ran to your room. You emptied out your book bag, and threw some clothes, hygienic products, your phone and charger, etc, into it. You quietly walked out of your room and out the front door while your dad wasn't looking. You walked down the streets of your neighborhood and out into the little town a few blocks away.

Popping your earbuds in, you listen to some music to try and calm yourself down. You walk around town for a about an hour before you passed a creepy alleyway. Unbeknownst to you, a man stepped out of that alleyway. He lightly tapped you on the shoulder. You stop dead in your tracks. You shakily turn around and take out your earbud to confront the man. A man with shaggy brown hair, an eyepatch, big eyebrows, and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth stood before you. Its Paul, your stepfather's mate!

Paul asked why you weren't at your house and offered to take you back. You explained what happened and Paul was shocked and disgusted with your stepfather's behavior. He took you back to the Red Army base and let you stay there. You agree and he takes you to the base. As soon as you get there, Paul took you to talk with Red Leader himself. Scared, you explain to the Red Leader what happened with your mom and stepdad. Red Leader let you stay on base on one condition. You have to serve in the Red Army when you turn sixteen. You agreed because you had nowhere else to go.

It's been five months since your sixteenth birthday. You have been integrated into the Red Army, and you have made a bunch of freinds on the base. It's not so bad working for the Red Army. You even have a father figure now. Even though you'd never tell him you consider him a father figure, in fear of him not being ready to be a dad and pushing you away. Sargent Major Vlahd has been training you since you were fourteen. You started out being very skittish towards him. You didn't know what he would do to you. Eventually, you two have grown closer and closer together.

Vlahd has been teaching you Russian, and you have been working your ass off during training with him. He has taken you under his wing and now you live with him in an apartment Red Leader has for him. All of Red's most important people have their own apartment-type rooms. Vlahd's is built with a living room, two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and an entire ass library. Your room is right across from Vlahds. You have to do chores in your and Vlahd's apartment as well, but it's a small price to pay for a roof over your head and a non-toxic father figure.

"Y/n, ужины готовы (Y/n, dinner's ready)." Vlahd calls from the kitchen, you get up from your desk and decide to finish your studies later. You walk into the kitchen and see a big pot on the stove, whenever that big pot comes out, you know he's making borscht. You celebrate in silence and take a bowl from the cupboard. You spoon some borscht into your bowl, then you proceed to the dinning room table to sit with Vlahd. A little tradition you both started to do to make tou more comfortable around him. "So, how was your day?" You ask, to get a conversation going. "Все было хорошо, а как насчет твоего (It was okay, what about yours?)?" "Mine was pretty good." You say, spooning some borscht into your mouth.

"О, между прочим, Красный Лидер хочет, чтобы я нашел солдата, который недавно ушел из МВД. Так что завтра тебе не нужно тренироваться или учиться, у тебя выходной (Oh, by the way, Red Leader wants me to go find a soldier who has gone MIA recently. So you don't have to do any training or studies tomorrow, you have the day off.)." Vlahd finishes. You nod your head in understanding. "Who do you have to find?" It was often that soldiers went MIA to try and get out of the army and Red Leader's deal. Red is a ruthless man. "Мэтт, я думаю, его зовут (Matt, I think his name is)."

A small 'ohhhhh' left your mouth. Vlahd has had problems with this soldier before. He was not following orders, so Vlahd was ordered to contain him with any force necessary. That didn't go so well. Apparently, another person with Matt turned into a fucking horned beast and sent Vlahd to the medical wing for two weeks. He had broken two of Vlahds ribs and broke his leg. Finishing up your borscht, you bid Vlahd a goodnight, put your bowl and spoon in the sink, and return back to your room to finish your studies before you go to bed.

You awake to your alarm beeping at you. Sighing, you begrudgingly get up and put on your uniform and proceed to role call . After that, you take off your uniform and pick out your clothes for the day. If you're off duty, you don't have to wear your uniform. You pull out a f/c sweater and a pair of black jeans. You get dressed and go to the bathroom, Vlahd has already left, so you have the bathroom all to yourself. You take a shower and proceed with your morning routine. After you're done, you decide to make yourself some toast and have a nice cup of coffee. After you finish your breakfast, you clean up the kitchen and bathroom out of boredom. You pull out your phone and check the time. The digital screen reads 10:36 am, you groan out of boredom. Then, a wonderful idea popped into your head, you decided to take a walk off base.

You made sure to write a note for Vlahd and stuck it on the fridge if he returns before you're back. You also ask Red Leader if it's okay. He said that it was, so you go ahead and take a secret trail off base and into a huge, lush forrest. You stick in some earbuds and continue to walk into the forrest. From this trail, there is a small town on the other side. Usually when the base runs low on food, plates, utensils, etc, there is a store where you can buy things in bulk for cheap. You also know of a small café where you like to get drinks, they have really good tea and coffee. You arrive at Le Café de Campagne and enter. You order your favorite drink off the menu. You pay and sit down at the cute tables. The café was heavily inspired by France, with relatively French architecture and design.

Cute glass tables and tall chairs are scattered around the small café, a gorgeous mural is painted on the back wall near the counter and cash register. The mural depicts a beautiful countryside with a small cottage to the left behind a field of yellow and pink flowers. In the background, snowy-topped mountains and another cottage sit beautifully. The baby blue sky and fluffy clouds pull the entire piece together. Cute black vases hold pink and yellow tulips along with napkins, salt, and pepper. A display counter with delectable sweets ranging from Macaroons to Tarte Tatin sit in the window, ready to be eaten. On top of the display counter sits a miniature Eiffel Tower, and a bunch of other mini versions of popular tourist attractions such as the Louvre and the Notre Dame cathedral. The people who work there are pretty cool as well. You know most if the people that work there, such as Andrea. She's been working at the café since it opened three years ago. She's easily one of the sweetest people you've ever met.

"Y/n, you're order is ready!" Andrea's sweet voice calls to you. "Thank you so much, have a good day Andrea!" "You too Y/n!" She calls as you walk out the door. You continue to stroll through the tiny town, looking into windows of small shops. You stop in front of a small thrift store, you decide to look around. You start in the CD and DVD section. You found a CD of your favorite band, and a Smash Mouth CD, both for lest than a euro. Obviously, you decide to buy them. You go looking around in the long sleeve shirt section. You pulled out a cute blue-grey sweater that says "Big Dick Energy" on it in bold letters, as if it were school apparel. You look at the tag, it's your size and only five euros. You take that with you as well. Moving across to the pants section, you find a cute pair of high waisted black ripped jeans. They're your size and only seven euros, so you take it. You bring your items up to the cashier, you pay, then you leave.

You decide to walk more into the forest. You take a short cut through an alleyway between the thrift store and a small bank. You push past a few stray branches and step over some shrubbery. You walk along a naturally formed pathway, admiring the beauty of the nature around you. You keep walking until you feel a droplet of rain fall on your forehead, then a couple more. You take cover underneath a tree as rain pours from the sky. You slide your small f/c backpack off of your shoulders and pull out a travel sized sketchbook and a pencil case full of pencils and pens. You take out a graphite pencil and begin to sketch out some scenery infront of you. Rows upon rows of tall oak trees sit infront of you, along with a line of small bushes keeping the trees from growing onto that pathway. The dirt pathway is damp with rain water, some weeds and flowers have managed to grow through the pathway.

After you're done, you marvel at your sketch, you're definitely putting this on your wall later. You pack up your sketchbook and utensils. You also manage to fit your new thrifted items into your bag as well. You pick up the cup that houses the few drops left of your drink from the café. You quickly make it back to town and find a garbage can to throw the cup away. The rain is still coming down hard, and it's getting dark out. You pull out your phone and check the time. Your digital screen reads 16:57 (4:57 pm). You slip your phone back into the pocket of your jeans and hurriedly walk back to base. Almost slipping in mud a few times, you make it back to base. Once you enter your and Vlahd's apartment, You speed walk to your room and peel off your soaking wet clothes. You enter the bathroom and toss your clothes into the washer to clean them.

Slipping on the clothes you bought, you put away your CDs, wallet, sketchbook, and pencil case. You flop on your bed, now bored. You decide to re-read your favorite book, you haven't read it in a while. In the middle of you reading your book, you got a text from Vlahd. 'Подойдите к входу в большую базу, это срочно (Come to the big entrance, it's urgent.' The text reads, you respond with an 'okay'. You throw another pair of shows on that aren't soaking wet and speed walk to the big entrance in the base. That entrance is usually used for big shipments of cargo, you wonder what could have happened. Anxiety begins to catch up with you and so many negative thoughts run wild in your head. Your speed walking turns into a jog, which turns into a run, which turns into a sprint. You're dodging soldiers as you sprint down to the big entrance.

"Sargent Major Vlahd!" One of the nurses says in shock. You turn the corner just in time to see Vlahd, kneeled over. Your eyes begin to well up with tears. He's covered in blood, parts of his uniform are gone and replaced with huge gashes, his left arm is completely gone. He looks up at you, he sees you almost in tears, he tries to stand back up, but one of the nurses grabs his arm. "Take him to the infirmary, stat!" She says, trying to hustle him past the crowd that formed behind the nurses. Everyone is talking around you, can't hear anything though because of how shocked and overwhelmed you are. Vlahd tries to say something to you, but he's in so much pain that he cant speak. You have people step aside so the nurses can get through to make it to the infirmary in time.

You follow them to the medical wing, you try to follow them into the infirmary, but they won't let you. That's kind of understandable though, considering he needs emergency surgery to fix his arm, or what he has left of his arm. You see him through the infirmary window. Making eye contact with you, he gives you a weak smile before passing out from blood loss. You decide it's best to go back to your apartment, and wait it out. One of the nurses gave you her number to get updates on how Vlahd is doing. She knows how close you are with him, she could tell by the look in your eyes that you were devastated when he came back. You enter the apartment and go straight to your room.

You can't help but cry. You lost one of your father figures and you sure as hell aren't going to lose another one. In the middle of you sobbing, you get a text from the nurse, saying that Vlahds surgery was successful. He's going to have to stay in the infirmary for two to three weeks, but he's going to recover. You start sobbing harder out of pure joy. You hadn't even realized that you've been sobbing for almost two hours straight. The clock on your phone reads '20:37' (8:37 pm). You quickly go out to the kitchen and heat up some leftover borscht from last night. After you finish dinner, you go to bed. All of that crying made you exhausted.

Waking up was a but hard today, but you knew if you didn't show up for role call, Red Leader would be upset. Nobody want's to upset Red, he's terrifying when he's angry. So, you begrudgingly get up and grab an extra uniform you have. Walking into the bathroom, you remember about your clothes from last night. You take them and shove them in the dryer. You do your morning routine and then throw on your uniform half hazardly in a rush to get to role call. Making it to the role call room a bit early, you check your schedule for today. You have patrol with Paul today and that's it. Patrol is just you and Paul standing outside if the bases main entrance to make sure no one comes that isn't expected. Usually these are six hour shifts, but you only have to do four today. Thankfully its only a four hour shift today, you don't think you're mentally well enough to stay for six.

After role call, you met Paul by the main entrance of the base. You two greeted each other, then stayed silent. Until Paul spoke up, "I'm so sorry kiddo. I know this can be very stressful, especially when someone you're close to gets severely injured. It's really not fair what happened to him. Hopefully, he'll recover soon and things will go back to some sort of normality." You pull Paul into a tight hug. A few tears slip out of your tired eyes.You haven't had the time to really process this information. Now that you are on patrol, you can kinda marinate in your thoughts. You pull away from Paul's embrace, "Thank you Paul, I really needed that." You sigh, wiping away the tears that stuck to your flushed cheeks.

After Patrol, you go back to your apartment and change. You change into the Maroon sweater and jeans that are in the dryer. Before you head to the infirmary, you text the nurse to see if Vlahd is awake. Vlahd is a stong man, so the nurses and doctors had to use a lot of anesthesia to keep him unconscious during surgery. The nurse said he was awake, just a bit groggy. You thank the nurse and haul ass to the infirmary. You arrive at medical wing. The medical wing is confusing as hell to navigate. Its three floors, one is where the receptionist desk is, the waiting room, and all the machines like the x-rays, the cat scans, etc. The second one is used for less severe injuries, the third one is used for intensive care. Vlahd is on floor three, room number 108.

"Hello honey, what brings you to the medical wing today?" The receptionist asks in a heavy Jersey accent. "Hello, I'm here to visit Sargent Major Vlahd." The receptionist nods and types something on her keyboard. "Oh! You're Y/n, correct?" You nod. "Okay, sign this out for me please and write your name on this." She hands you a clipboard with a piece of paper you had to fill out in order to visit someone in intensive care. She also hands you a visitor pass that you stick on your shirt. Kind of like a name tag. You fill out the paperwork and pads, then you put the visitors pass on your sweater. You give the paperwork back to the nurse. "Alright sweetie, you know where Vlahd's room is right?" You nod. "Okay, have a good one!" "You too miss." You respond to the receptionist.

You impatiently ride the elevator up to floor three. As soon as the elevator opens, you speed walk to Vlahds room. Knocking on the door, you wait for permission to enter the room. "You can come in hon." The nurse says from the other side of the door. Proceeding to enter the room, all your attention goes to Vlahd. He looks miserable. "I'll leave you twonalone for a while, just hit the bed alarm if you need me." The nurse says then leaves the room. As soon as the nurse leaves the room. You sit down next to him, and try to hold in your tears. You dont want to overwhelm him more than he probably already is. Vlahd tries to sit up, but you try to make him lay down again, he can't be straining this much. Although, considering Vlahd is a powerhouse of strength, you didn't get very far.

Instead, you gave up on fighting against him. Surprisingly, Vlahd pulls you into a tight hug. "Все в порядке, дорогая, все будет в порядке (It's okay honey, it'll all be okay.)." You broke down once again, sobbing into Vlahd's shoulder. You unknowingly grabbed fistfuls of his gown. "P-please don't ever leave me, I can't handle this, please d-don't ever leave me dad-" you cut yourself off has soon as 'dad' left your mouth. "I'm so sorry Vlahd, I-I didn't mean to- " "Y/n." Vlahd silences you. "Все в порядке. Я горжусь тем, что являюсь твоим отцом. Ты чертовски ребенок (It's okay. I'm proud to be your father figure. You're one hell of a kid.)." Vlahd states, you hug him once again.

"Thanks, dad."

[catdadacd]

Can we have this prompt ? A surprise confession, coming over with flowers and their favorite snack

Thank you! And happy valentines !

I think this deviated slightly from the prompt, but whats life without a loophole?

Thank you for sending, I hope you like it 🥺

Little Fires

It wasn’t planned. He was just picking up a few groceries since his own apartment needed some essentials. He didn’t go to the store intending to buy anything related to Valentines Day. If he was being honest, Buck had become a little cynical about Valentines Day recently. Sure, there was the argument that it was commercial and just a direct IV line to capitalism, but he was more bitter from being alone for so many of them. Was that made worse by the fact that he worked with his dream Valentine every day, and spent most days off with him and his kid too? Most definitely.

Of course, the store had been rearranged about a week ago to account for the people who would be celebrating with their significant others, all of the shelves at the front now bursting with all things red, fuzzy, and heart-shaped, even the clothing aisles are fronted by (not the prettiest, he had to admit) lingerie. It’s when he’s walking by the flowers that the idea forms; when he looks past all the cliché roses, the sea of red and a few orange, some even dip dyed and glittered, he spots the tulips. They’re obviously not for the Valentines range but they make him feel better about the day anyway.

They make him think of what Valentines could be. Because it’s not that much of a reach anymore to think that he may not be reaching. His feelings may not be entirely one-sided. It’s just safer to let it be what it is, what it started as. The tulips are different colours, At the base they’re a dark blue that shifts quickly, jarringly so, into a vibrant pink that has an undertone of purple which gently gradients out into a pastel orange, little flecks spraying out into the pink. It’s the shape, more than anything, the way they curve inwards at the top and look like a bunch of individual fires, 12 of them, each with its own life, its own colour, its own purpose.

He picks them up without thinking about it. He goes back to the front display and picks up a small brown, plain looking teddy bear holding a heart that that says, “you’re my favourite person.” He picks up a gift bag, the front, a slope of pastel pink to white with a heart ringed by a circle, like on you might find on the little candies, with a question mark in the middle. He grabs the items he originally came in for and then adds a few more, fully intent now on letting the idea play out.

It didn’t have to mean anything as such. Eddie always let himself be a little giddy on Valentines Day anyway. He actively encourages Christopher to make cards for the occasion to give to his class in school, to make sure he doesn’t forget anyone, buys a bulk bag of chocolates, and drops one into every envelope. He brings the rest into work and lets everyone diverge on them like a flock of hungry seagulls; makes sure to tell them, if he could bake, they would all be eating the gooiest chocolate brownies he could muster. Eddie can’t bake. But Buck can. Neither of them are at work and so it isn’t strictly the same, but it’s private, for Eddie, Christopher and Buck alone. A Pal-entine’s Day.

Even if he did want more.

An hour and a half later, Buck has a batch of brownies sat on his kitchen counter cooling before he cuts them into squares, and the go ahead from Eddie to let himself in once he’s home with Christopher from school. There’s an offer to pick Buck up on a round trip, but Buck hints at a surprise which, thankfully, Eddie doesn’t quiz him on. He tries not to let the nervous energy build up under his skin, tries not to talk himself out of it, because he didn’t do anything wrong, or stupid. Because friends who don’t have anyone spend Valentines with each other all the time.

Brownies cut up and placed in a Tupperware, the small bear in the gift bag and flowers all take a place on the passenger seat of the Jeep at 4pm when he sets off for Eddies.

As he closes the door and slides his shoes off, there’s an “in here” from the kitchen. There’s a clatter from the living room as Christopher obviously drops the controller he’s using in favour of greeting Buck, and the hall smells of pizza. A smell he can’t help but follow. He hides the gifts in his hands behind his back as much as he can, as he spots Chris making his way to the kitchen.

“Buck!” He exclaims as he sees him, as though he didn’t just see him yesterday. He stops as he obviously gathers that Buck is hiding something. Buck can’t keep the grin off his face, as he gets closer to the kitchen, simultaneously trying to rejig the items in his hands so that the Tupperware stays straight with the flowers on the top.

“Did you bring us a Valentines Day gift, Buck.” Chris giggles, entirely unrestrained.

“Maybe.” Buck tries for coy, but brandishes the bag immediately anyway, making the effort pointless.

Chris takes the bag and makes his way back to the sofa where he can inspect the contents, throwing a ‘thanks Buck’ behind him as he goes.

“Did I hear something about Valentines gifts?” Eddie asks as Buck finally enters the kitchen, hands still behind his back.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe, if at least two slices of that pizza have my name on it.” He still hasn’t stopped grinning, but it’s shyer now, bashful, he can’t help but duck his head.

Eddie deliberates playfully, pulling a face before settling on;

“I think we can spare that.” And pulls out a plate from underneath one of the plates already loaded with pizza.

“Well in that case…” Buck flourishes the flowers from behind his back. “They uh, they look like-“

“Little fires, right?” Eddie asks, taking them, fingers brushing over Bucks in the transaction.

Buck lets out the breath he didn’t know he was holding, nodding, not meeting Eddies gaze but he knows he has Eddies full attention. Finally he passes over the tupperware too;

“You always say that if you could bake you would-“

Buck doesn’t get to finish his sentence. He feels more than sees Eddies movements, two quick strides across the tiled floor and he’s pushing himself into Bucks space, arms folding around his shoulders one hand spreading out over the back of his head. Buck goes, easy as a ragdoll, his own arms wrapping around Eddies back.

There’s a moment of silence, Buck breathing into the crook of Eddies neck, Eddie pressed against Bucks shoulder.

“God, I love you.” Eddie sighs, curling tighter around him somehow for a second. Buck makes a noise he didn’t really know he was capable of.

The hand on the back of his head slides around to Bucks face, pulling away from the hug.

“You have to know that, right?” Buck tries to look away but Eddies other hand takes the other side of his face and holds him steady, his gaze unwavering. “You know i’m so fucking in love with you.”

Bucks hands end up tangled in the hem of his own shirt, his eyes damp from one blink to the next, swallowing around every word that he can’t enunciate around the tongue that may have swollen up in his mouth.

“I-I guess I do now.” He chokes, trying for more when he’s interrupted by a shout from the living room, which breaks the quiet spell.

“Dad!”

They crack apart reluctantly, Buck wonders if its audible, like splitting what looks like a stone to find pure quartz crystal at its centre.

“Come on,” Eddie grabs the two plates he’s already filled and smiles, the same warmth as always stored there. It just feels different now that it has a name.

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hi there, would it be okay to ask for first kiss headcanons for the spring troupe please! and thank you!

Spring Troupe - First Kiss HCs

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Sakuya

Sakuya’s performance had taken your breath away, pride swelling in your heart at how much your boyfriend’s acting had improved since you’d met him. Now, you grinned widely as he approached you, awaiting him backstage with a well-arranged bouquet of congratulatory Roses, Tulips and Daisies (Tsukioka had helped you pick them out; he’d always smile fondly whenever he saw the two of you together, your combined zeal was infectious).

You’d stepped forward and kissed him full on the lips, and when you pulled back, he’d flushed giddily and wobbled in his upturned, ‘deer-skin’ hunter’s boots. You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, but he’d laugh with you in joy, bumping his nose against your own in an little Eskimo kiss. You’d had to remind him not to be so affectionate he’d crush the flowers, and it was as if he’d barely noticed them in favour of you. Still, he was obviously chuffed to bits that you’d come to support him, and he hoped to himself that you’d always be there, filling his heart with warmth.

Masumi

After evening practice, Masumi usually liked to find somewhere suitably comfortable around the dorms’ lounge to doze off. You’d noticed him on the sofa, a little lopsided, with his headphones’ cables tangled around his neck. He’d been working so hard lately, what with the next Spring play coming up...

Gently, unwinding those two rubbery cords and laying a soft (you’d almost considered a forehead kiss, but any kiss from you was sure to wake Masumi up), fluffy blanket across his sleeping form, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, and you fall into him all too easily. He opens his eyes a crack, groggy, and nuzzles into your hair, “Mm... Don’t go... (Y/N),” he’d mumble. All Masumi felt like doing was falling into a sleepy daze with you, as his lips found your own, and you kissed him back. It was far too comfortable not to fall asleep in his embrace, perfectly content.

Tsuzuru

He’d been holed up in his room for a long while. Surely he must’ve have gotten hungry by now, right? It is at this point where you get up to go check on him; while you don’t want to disturb his creative process, especially at an important time, you also know there will be no process if he dies from lack of any proper nutrients. A glass of water with some buttery toast had been your offering of choice, knocking softly on his door, and well aware you wouldn’t receive a response, you slid inside. Ah, there he was...

In his dim, murky abode, he sits with his back to you, his only current movements the quickening tap, tap, tap of his nail against the wooden desk. Then, as if he suddenly was struck by lightning, he’d return to frantically typing out hunks of stage prompts and witty dialogue. It was a cycle, you’d notice. You come closer, he smells of coffee and fatigue, but when he notices you he still manages a soft smile. It’s not intentional; he’s simply always felt so comfortable around you. So he, still distracted, leans over to quickly peck you on the lips in gratitude, as if he already subconsciously views your fledging little relationship as something more, like you’d been married for years. You’d been a little shocked, flustered even, but you’d left quickly, trying to ignore the pink tint to your cheeks. When he comes fully to his senses, he buries his head in his hands and groans. Oh no... He’d have to make it up to you, that was no way to go about things! At least you’ll have an excuse to kiss him properly next time, won’t you?

Citron

To be with Citron often meant to be whisked away on all sorts of outings, and this time, idyllic, fields of insurmountable green spread wide before you both, dotted by specks of vibrant colour, waving in the cool spring breeze. Japan’s natural scenery could be breathtaking — it was a sentiment he had expressed to you on many occasions — yet only now did you feel this wonder as he did, threading your fingers into his, connecting palms and smiling at his elated grin.

So you proposed a fun kind of game; an obvious excuse to go dallying through the long grass. You were quite sure he’d win, but still, you bunched as many cloudlike dandelions in your hands as you could fit, only straightening when you felt a gentle tap to your elbow. Had he really gathered 100 in such a short amount of time? No, he’d used all his time weaving daisies into a circlet. You couldn’t feel so annoyed at him when he set it atop your head, stroking your hair fondly. “Ah, (Y/N), you look as if a Prince/Princess!” If it came from Citron, it must be true. You could nearly feel Muku’s sparkling eyes all the way back in Mankai as he took your hands in his own and twirled you, pulling you in again for a sweet kiss.

Itaru

Taruchi’s S/O just had that magic touch, it was the only explanation why they’d given him 5 SSRs in a row each time they drew for him. You, this godly being, had even replaced Sakuya as Itaru’s lucky charm. I’m impressed. Either way, he’d gotten caught in a difficult situation; the next Spring and Summer joint training ‘camp’ would take place in somewhere that had Wi-Fi, but the poor man didn’t have enough gems to bulk draw in the new gacha yet! Well, it was more that he’d busted his wallet on other games, leaving him unable to whale buy more of them until his next pay-check. It was up to one single draw, and you were going to be the key in his master plan...

You’d come to give Spring and Summer a sendoff, having rustled up a couple of snacks for the journey with Izumi (non-curry flavoured). Itaru had been somewhat troubled on how to get your blessing if you weren’t going to be there, Sakuya’s draws just hadn’t been the same... Either way, at the time you’d been chit-chatting together on the sofa, when at some point the conversation veered onto the topic, and he’d gotten the idea. It was a good opportunity to tease you, as he suggested you give him a ‘good luck kiss,’ so that you’d work some of your magic on his own draws. You, however, were no coward, so you took him right up on that... He hadn’t expected you to actually do it, to be fair, you’d honestly managed to take him by surprise! Of course, he got his SSR after that, the one that reminds him so much of you...

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Thankyou for the ask, Anon! Sorry for the long delay... •~•

(Tsuzu’s got long, wow...)

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