#cupid supremacy

[caitkaminski]

Hamish better pack it in, being cute af like that and moping once we’re stolen. I simply cannot take it any longer. I hate the way my phone gets filled each week with adorable screenshots, Hamish better start paying for my iCloud expanded storage, I stg. Or like he can, at least, pay for the emotional damage he’s caused me? Idk? We’ll discuss the details later.

[jenchan-writingmultis]

Hahahahahahhahahaha the image of Cupid jamil being miserable trying to translate sultan kalim’s request of rizzing up mc, until he realizes that kalim being busy with mc means more time to himself now he’s the head of the kalim x mc fan club

OMG, Yes! When I first read this I genuinely thought this as a literal cupid Jamil XDD, then I remembered the Sultan Kalim! BUT, Yes, Kalim unconsciously giving Jamil more time to himself since he gets busy with you, and he couldn't ask for more, in fact he'd encourage you whenever you're around to go out, on a date with Kalim, He'll be fine!, just don't forget Jamil where you plan to take the heir; or he'd chat you whenever he's overstimulated with Kalim, needing some alone time with himself after Kalim literally kept being stuck with him, in which as a good friend of his, you'd agree to invite Kalim out or in your apartment XDD. Due to this he became the head of the Kalim x Mc fan club, I mean it is BOUND to happen that you'd be the next Maharani, there were no complaints on any of Kalim's family side, fearing that their sweet son will be sad if they disapproved, although they never plan to anyways! you've exceeded the expectations of the Asim family so naturally, the fan club had a proliferation on it XDD

⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆ For references Sultan Kalim can be read here:

Twisted Wonderland Boys x Fem Reader in their respective Fairytales (Series) (Kalim's Part)

Sultan Kalim x Rani Reader Brainrot

[souvenir116]

ohh your last anon is so right! charles is handsome bordering on pretty cause he has a good ratio of both "traditionally" male and female features and max is hot cause his face is a crazy mix of angular and sharp (nose, jaw, cheekbones) but also soft (ehem pillow lips) but i find it so funny that so many people say max looks "weird" cause that makes him even hotter to the people that get it. there's this post that's like can a man be truly hot if he doesn't look a little bit weird and that's exactly it. but max had loads of stunning lil features that make him look so good. his straight, high nose, sporkly blue eyes that stand out especially when he's flushed red, his lips are crazy pretty (esp his cupid's now and it doesn't get talked about enough!!!!) and the little freckles on his cheek and top lip add a little spice too plus i'm so jealous of his lower lashes like those bad boys do a lot of heavy lifting in making him look extra cute

love how we analyze a man's face until the details as if writing a poem. and god yes. men with flaws supremacy 🙏🏻

scrolling deep in my gallery as we speak.

so, imo his face is kind of round, which is most of the time feminine, so maybe thats why people think he's not handsome but to me. its so pretty.

he also has a slight double chin sometimes + fat cheeks combination which is hella cute and adorable

he def has a jawline though. very sharp here

his eyes. i mean. yes. eyes could kill

okay maybe i lied. i like a doll faced man

and these two are so majestic to me. his cold/ cool aura is so attractive. he looks so strong here and this has me. really weak

[noelle-tea]

medikua and killer cupid sleepover!!! (medikua by fubarashow, killer cupid by @hinako-supremacy )

alt version and sketch

[sl-vega]

✧Other Friendly Faces✧

✧Kazuha✧-member of the literature club and in the same English class as Xingqiu. He specializes in poetry, mainly haikus and free verses.

✧Furina✧-President of the drama club and usually directs school plays. When she was younger, she was a successful child actress, though due to losing passion for the art, she stepped back and decided to focus on her director career.

✧Chiori✧-a member of the textile and drama club. Chiori is usually in charge of costume design for school productions. She runs a fairly successful mini-business where she sells her own designs, and she has many fashion companies begging for her to work for them, though she expresses no interest in working for someone else's brand.

✧Freminet✧-part of the swim team and Lyney and Lynette's younger brother. Like his sister, he's quiet and reserved, but a good listener. The two of you haven't talked much, but you do know about his love for the ocean and his soft spot for penguins.

✧Yun Jin✧-member of the music club and choir. She is also part of the Yun Han opera troupe, and has quickly risen to fame due to her starring role in the critically acclaimed musical: "The Divine Damsel of Devastation".

✧Eula✧-Captain of the dance team and student council vice-president. She's cold, harsh, and brutally honest (and holds a grudge for just about anything) and she doesn't have the best reputation due to that, but her talent and work ethic (almost) makes up for all that.

additional notes:

-in case you're wondering why some of these r so short, it's cuz these guys r just side characters, but i wanted to make some profiles for them

-i keep on forgetting to mention everyone's ages so here's a quick list:

-freminet and yun jin are sophmores (tenth grade, 15-16)

-furina, eula, and chiori are seniors (twelfth grade, 17-18)

-kazuha is a junior (eleventh grade, 16-17)

-furina supremacy fr fr

-everyone else in the main cast (y/n's group + xingqiu's friend group) are all juniours

-eula's twitter header found here

-i promise the plot will actually start after this :>

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Pairing: Xingqiu x FEM! Reader

Genre: fake dating, strangers to lovers, slow burn, fluff, angst (?), high school smau, modern smau

⋆｡°✩-Synopsis: Xingqiu just got entered into a special writing contest, the type that's invite only, the theme this year is love, the only problem is that he has zero romantic experience. but he really wants to prove himself as a writer. meanwhile, you just found out that your boyfriend cheated on you, and you need to show him that you're 100% over him, the only problem is that there's no way you can get an actual boyfriend that quickly. clearly, the solution to both of your issues is to fake date each other. it shouldn't be hard for an actor such as yourself, all you need to do is stick to the script.

(OPEN) Taglist: @freyao7, @thatoneswordgirl, @sn1perz, @latay7, @esmetrees, @nmriki0, @help-whatdoimakemyusername, @httpsrenren, @cupid-spams, @aixaingela, @kaitfae, @luvkvni, @danhenglovebot

[heartfullofleeches]

Dearest could you spare me a drop of some nsfw headcannons for amyas??? I've been scrolling through his tag and I agree with anon with the small pathetic ones being the doms while we peg the strong confident ones supremacy 😞✊.. Ofc you can write him however you want though, it's so funny how I'd drop him in a dark room full of spiders to ROT but be attracted to him at the same time LMAOOO anyway would love the face reveal king 👑

(Been a hot minute since we've summon the pathetic cupid to the table so I will grace you with his presence.) [Mentions of knife play (if you squint and somo)

Amyas can be your angel....or your twisted, perverted mess of an angel. It's all about where you set the grounds in your relationship. Given an inch, he will take a mile. Put him in his place, and he's your toy to command and break as you please.

Amyas lives by his personal moto of "weakness is power". He feels the cuter and more submissive he is, the more you'll love him - and see he's too helpless and weak to ever leave alone. He's watched you shower before and watched porn where he imagined you two as the actors - but pretends like he's never seen a human body before. To be fair, it's nothing like actually touch you so his shyness isn't a total act. He blushes and stammers as he asks you to take off his cardigan because he's too nervous getting undressed in front of someone so beautiful - but really he just wants you to touch him more...and you're pretty as hell.

That moto works just the same if you let him dom. He's so sweet and shy - you never would have guessed him to be the same freak that shoves his tongue down your windpipe until you nearly faint and grip your hips so forcefully they bruise with his finger marks. His praise comes off as thinly veiled degradation for you letting this worthless mess of a cupid do as he pleases with you - and how eternally grateful that worthless mess is. Want him to choke you he will make you see stars. If it's jealousy/angry sex, he will engrave his name into your collar with one of his arrows so everyone knows you belong to him and once he cools down he let's you mark him so people know he's yours too.

Speaking of his arrows, there are different types that cupids can possess. Amyas in charge of both "true love" and "heat of the moment" arrows. The first is - as the name implies, but the second is a little different. That burst of undeniable passion when two people who absolutely hate each other fuck, or when eyes meet across the bar for a one night stand the parties in question will never forget for the rest of their days. Amyas would never used his arrows on you.... unless he had to, but he would graze your skin with one of the latter. With just a small nick, the effects are temporary. He'll cut you again and again if he grows addicted to the faces and sounds you make. It's pretty much knife play with an aphrodisiac filled blade.

Whether you're breaking his back or he's breaking yours, Amyas likes a little bit of romantics thrown into the mix. You'll know the evenings plans with he's cooked you a full course meal and wears nothing but the apron he slaved away in. Maybe you want to eat dessert off his chest. He has the sensitive nipples to make it extra sweet with those sounds he makes. Candle lit bedroom, a playlist of all the songs that remind him of you, a nice bubble bath afterwards. Bird brain's got you covered.

Another sensitive point is his wings. You can pull him from his dominance streak with a sharp tug on his feathers, or stroking their base gently. Run your fingers down his spine where they meet and he will be putty in your lap.

Amyas finds your sleeping face to be extremely beautiful. I mean - you always are to him, but while you're asleep you're more angelic than him. If you don't know about his other side he will take this advantage to whisper every little dirty secret he has as he jerks off near you. He'd temp teasing those pretty lips with his cock, but he knows he's not worthy of such an honor and he'd probably end up just shoving it down your throat or cumming on the spot.

Cupid boy can really sing. Straight pipes on this one. It's best to make sure all windows are closed and maybe even soundproof your room with how loud he gets. He's a lot quieter if he's top, but that doesn't mean he shuts his mouth

As a final note, Amyas wears panties with bows on them. He's not a huge fan of boxers or other cuts of underwear - also they're just really cute and he likes putting on cute things for you.

[fancytube064]

HERE YE HERE YE!!!!!!!! DC OC VOICE CLAIMS!!!! HERE YE HERE YE

this took so long...... worth it though

killer Cupid- @hinako-supremacy

juno valentine- me

silver ghost- @mashedpotatosinacup

Cassandra maria- @jervis-tetch-my-beloved

silas winslow- @d0g-b0n3z

i'm gonna go collapse behind a chicken express now guys gn

[readingnreccing]

I Shot Cupid (I swear I’m not even that psychotic) by JoWithTheFlow

bnha | teen | 11k | monodeku | complete | anonymous confession

Izuku slid his thumb underneath the top of the note and quickly popped it open before he chickened out. If he chickened out, Iida would remind him of the note’s existence (because there was no way Iida wouldn’t do that) and then it would be awkward because Izuku would have to explain he hadn’t forgotten, he was just avoiding it. And Izuku was already awkward enough as it was without adding to it. Izuku read the inside of the note. He blinked. He blinked again. “Midoriya-kun?” Iida asked. “Is everything alright? Your face looks—” Numbly, Izuku showed him the note. There was a moment of silence, and then there were two moments of silence, and then Iida said, “It is unsigned.” Izuku flipped the note back around, looking at it again as if he expected the words to have changed in the time Iida had been reading it. Honestly, Izuku would have been less shocked if they had, because, well… I like you.

Ok, hear me out, Monoma and Izuku would be unstoppable, okay? So this is the most awkward Izuku story in the most delicious way. Izuku receives an anonymous note telling him "I like you". It was left on his locker and it's not signed, and Izuku simply cannot believe it was for him, he thinks he is undatable (which his friends are so cool about disproving him of the idea). Meanwhile Monoma, with whom he had become friends, simply reverted to his old ways, and worse, and Izuku is not sure what's going on. (it's not like he has a crush on Monoma and doesn't know how to deal). Amazing everything! Super fun and funny!

Author’s tags: Humor, Light Angst, Angst and Humor, Happy Ending, Misunderstandings, Getting Together, Awkward Midoriya Izuku, and boy is he awkward, POV Midoriya Izuku, that's right! it's just him for once, Kendou Itsuka is a Good Friend, Idiots in Love, BAMF Kendou Itsuka, Just because I could, Midoriya Izuku/The Floor, the one true pairing of this fic, Minor Ashido Mina/Uraraka Ochako, blink and you miss it kind of minor but still there, Dekusquad (My Hero Academia), Supportive Dekusquad (My Hero Academia), Midoriya Izuku Has Good Friends, Todoroki Shouto is the Ultimate Ride or Die Friend, fancy paper!, the paper isn't important but i love it and also am extra so tag, Kendou & Midoriya Friendship Supremacy, Big Milk Conspiracy: Milk Doesn't Make Your Bones Stronger, Midoriya Izuku Has the Nervously Chaotic Energy of a Blind Old Chihuahua With Anxiety

Remember to leave feedback to the author! <3  @jowiththeflow

[the-illiterate-pirate]

I suppose I can publish this a little early hehe

Happy Valentine's Day, you love birds! I come baring a special gift, very indulgent and dedicated to a friend, but I wanted to share it with everyone. Hope you enjoy! <3

Cupid's Chokehold

Warnings and Notes: fem!reader, mentions of eating food (specifically pork) near the end, negative thoughts towards the reader, maybe not the most yandere piece you'll read but warnings still apply for violence and blood, but mostly fluff. And finally CHUBBY VALENTINE SUPREMACY

The president's mood was lifted immensely when you were in the room with him. Even when you were doing something as childish as taking enjoyment from the fat in his cheeks.

He allowed you to sit with him in his chair, feet kicking off the other of his lap while you massaged his face. Valentine took great joy in the feeling of your warm hands, his heart silently swooning from your touch. Everything felt soft like bird feathers, and it was another tug at his heart strings. If only things were different. If only he wasn't the president. Maybe he could indulge in your sweet touch for all of eternity, without interruption.

"Excuse me... Sir?"

"Hm? Oh, my apologies, I forgot you were here." Valentine hummed nonchalantly, carefully taking a hand in his to point his attention at the man in front of him, bored looking, rubbing his thumb against the tendons in your hand. The other man dressed in a fine suit watched, nervously clearing his throat. "Y-Y'see sir, there's a... Problem with some of the other guards here in the building. They've been saying some questionable things, I was hoping we could speak more privately–"

"Dear, please stop." Valentine interrupted to speak to you yet again, giggling with his face cupped in your hands once more.

He gently took them in his his, kissing the insides of your cool, soft palms, swiveling in his chair away from the desk. He lightly pushed you out of his lap to stand on your own feet, "Go, try some of the foods our chef brought up for us."

Pouting cutely, you did as told. But not before adding a sweet kiss to Valentine's forehead. "Okay~."

His soldier caught the dreamy smile on his president's lips. His relationship with his first lady was one for the papers. A true power couple. In all honesty the lonely soldier was quite jealous of the sweet lady his president Valentine was blessed with. But his stress was running high. And his very dear president was not listening to a damn word he had to say. "Mr. President...?"

"Yes, my apologies... What was it you were saying?"

The soldier sighed. "Right, sir. It's a very sensitive topic I need to speak with you about. I'm trying to word this delicately... I've heard conversations between guards lately... And–"

"Cheesecake?"

"No, thank you. Wait. Is that strawberry?" Valentine closed his eyes, delighted in the soft, creamy taste of the airy desert. You took immense joy in feeding him small bites of the cake, prompted by a soft noise any time he opened his mouth for more.

He looked so sweet in the moment, staring into you as if you were the only thing that mattered to him. His lips tasted like the sweet cake, promoting giggles from you as Valentine covered you in kisses up to your forehead down to your lips.

"My love, you taste sweeter than anything else." He sighed against your neck, tickling your skin with his pointy nose. You add a big smooch on his face, squeezing his squishy cheek while you cooed, "My dear Valentine~."

The nameless soldier had enough. He stood, fists clashing against the wooden desk, finally at his limit. "President Valentine! This is serious!"

"You're still here?! Spit it out already! Can't you see I have more pressing things to attend to?"

"Sir, just last night I overheard two guards arguing about the first lady. They... They said she wasn't fit to marry you."

At the pang of your fork falling to the floor, the room went dead silent. You were horrified, the hands just holding your soon-to-be husband coming up to hide your mouth. While Valentine didn't share your fear, there was a look of muddled disgust and questioning on his face the guard before him confused with terror.

As Valentine thought of a new plan, you had excused yourself to hide your sorrow away in the corner of the president's room. Valentine barely heard what the other man had said. Once the words left the soldier's lips the blond was already getting out of his seat, quickly making his way to you, placing gentle arms around you to console you close.

"Oh, Dear, please, look at me. Don't let two insolent fool's words hurt you, you know it isn't true."

But you were unconsolable. His gloved hand moved to cup your face, tenderly, but you refused. You turned away, masking your sobs behind your shaking hand. Valentine saw the light of the window reflected in your glassy, wet eyes and something sparked within him.

"But Valentine. What if what they say is true? What if this just happens to be our first of hearing it, but the rest of your men agree? What if I am unfit to be their first lady...?"

He quickly silenced you. "Stop! Of course you'll make the perfect first lady! Please, don't let an idiot's mocking get the best of you!"

Your meek eyes turned down. His hands, they held you firmly, but so softly. No matter how abrasive he was, Valentine always treated you gently. Even as his anger flew wildly he found it in himself to comfort you as well as he could.

Even so... You couldn't bear to let him treat you in such a way. Did you really deserve it? To feel his kind hand on you? "I don't think I can, Valentine. If my own people don't like me, how can I ever stand next to you as your wife..? Someone like you... They deserve better than something like..." Valentine couldn't hear another word.

His hand grabbed your chin. He forced you to look back up at his piercing eyes, and he stole a kiss. Plush lips against yours, so warm, a comfort you couldn't find anywhere else than him. The sweet taste of your shared dessert lingered, combined with the salt of your tears. He didn't pull away until you had to, gasping for air.

"No more... You're not in the right state of mind, my heart. Let's rest. Afterwards we can settle this with calm minds."

"A-A nap..? Maybe...Maybe you're right. I may feel better after some rest." Valentine rested a hand on the small of your back, easily guiding you to the bedroom off to the side of his office. You wandered off to open the door, anxiety ridden hands fumbling with the knobs until he opened the door for you. The presidential bedroom was dark and warm, inviting you in easily with the promises of an undisturbed nap.

"I'm right behind you, dear. I'll be with you shortly."

You nodded along without saying a word. You trusted him. You gathered yourself and made it to the bed, as the president turned an angry glare at the guard still at his desk. The soldier was frozen in fear. His president took cold steps towards his seat, and he didn't move. His presence overwhelmed the officer in question, not able to do a damn thing until the president's hands came down on to the chairs armrests with much force, where he jumped slightly.

"You will tell me the names of the two guards you heard over sharing. Next, you're going to leave this room. Understood?"

The younger man nodded, "Y-Yes, Mr. President." He took a deep breath before continuing, "Their names are Officer Paul and Officer Art. Badge numbers are..."

Valentine took into great detail what the man below him said. He already knew of Officer Paul, a nasty bastard who talked too much and never knew when to shut up. He was good at his job and that was why he stayed. Officer Art he couldn't put a finger on. But the president would figure it out soon.

"Good work. You're dismissed." Valentine let go of the chair and proceeded to make his way to your shared bedroom. The other man sighed in relief of finally getting away from the president's rage. In all his six years of working for Funny Valentine, never before had he seen him like this. Valentine was always level headed. Even in dire circumstances, he was calm, collected, and as sharp as a bayonet. There was something bubbling from underneath the surface now, something nerve-wracking.

"Mr. President, what are you... What are you planning on doing to those men?"

Valentine stopped walking, hand on the doorknob. "What I do doesn't concern you. You'll be paid handsomely for your work here, but now you're free to leave."

It was simple; treason is punishable by death, of course. But Officer Miller was a good man, he didn't need to know he had the blood of two men on his hands. Valentine will settle the score with them later, for now he had a very troubled fianceé to console. And console he shall.

A woman like you didn't deserve to have her heart played with. You were perfect, for all Valentine cared. You held him dearly, despite his round appearance. Of course he didn't care what he looked like, but it was nice to hear you enjoyed the squishy parts of his body, along with everything else. It was easy for you to steal his heart away. Call him a fool, but someone like you helped him believe in something as childish as love at first sight.

He was there with you as you fell into slumber. His hand on your head, gently stroking your hair. He watched your eyes close, they were still red, but hazy with sleep rather than tears.

He couldn't help himself. Valentine leaned down to place a chaste kiss on your crown, whispering to you before he moved. "Don't worry your sweet head about any of this. You'll make the perfect wife, I know. And once you wake, this will all feel like a bad dream."

"F..Funny..? You're not leaving, are you..?"

"Of course not, dear." He lied through his teeth without a shred of guilt. "I'll be here with you, sleeping beside you."

Finally, he saw your smile again. It warmed his heart to see such a sweet, tired looking thing. "I love you, Valentine."

"And I, you, my sweet girl." One last kiss to your temple, and he watched you fall asleep. For good measure he stayed like this for a few more minutes, watching your breathing move your sleeping figure and rubbing his thumb against the knuckles of your hand. Once he was sure your breathing was deep and slow, he silently left into the night, with you in his heart, and murder in his mind.

Against a wall a soldier stood. Late at night, her eyes drooped with the heavy need to sleep. She was alone. No one else to keep her company in this corner of the building, on this lonely, quiet night.

She yawned into her hand. Just as the woman blinked away tears she saw someone approach from her left, another guard to relieve her off duty.

"Ah, Officer Paul! Thank goodness, I was feeling like I was just about to pass out where I stood." They gave each other a short salute, Paul taking the younger woman's place against the wall. Just as they swapped places her shoulder collided with his. A quick sorry was said, but the girl quickly skittered away to find her sleeping quarters. She missed the irritated sneer he gave her backside, and couldn't hear the curse he spoke underneath his breath.

"Fucking bitch."

He squared his shoulders, firearm secure in his grip, and Officer Paul got ready for a very long night with a hangover.

No one else was here with him. There was no moving air, not a soul to stir up a current, but Paul was keenly aware of the fluttering flag next to him. The end of the flag just inches off of the floor lapped at the turning corner of the next hallway in an odd way. A strange miracle maybe. Or maybe this place was haunted, that'd give Paul something to care about.

So fixated on the flag he looked up just in time to meet the eye of his superior. Clad in pink and about a head shorter was his president. "Oh, Mr. Valentine. What brings you here?"

Valentine hummed before speaking. "I thought a stroll around my building would help me relax, I was having a rough time falling asleep."

A strange reason to explore the forgotten corners of the house, but Valentine was his own man.

"Officer Paul is it? I did come to find you because I had a very important conversation to have with you."

The man, taller than his president by a head, finally turned to give the blond his complete attention. "Yes, Mr. President?"

What happened next, Officer Paul wasn't sure how to explain. Valentine stood still, his eyes unfeeling as he watched a hole form in the officer's body. As if a fist had been punched through his abdomen, but there wasn't anything Paul could see. Whatever it was went right through him, keeping him from bleeding out and trapping him on that invisible force like a fish on a hook.

Valentine walked closer as the officer doubled over in pain. On his knees, Valentine could stare the younger man dead in the eye, that emotionless stare now replaced with rage. "Did you really think you could get away with speaking ill of your president's wife?" He asked in a cold tone.

Paul was lifted up until his feet couldn't feel the ground. He choked up red, blood staining his chin and splattering on Valentine's cheek as he backed Paul into a corner and a nearby door. It didn't affect him. He continued to talk.

"You are out of your mind if you thought for even a second you could get away with it." Paul only coughed up more blood.

Valentine said nothing as he took the door in his hand ready to slam it against Officer Paul's weak bloodied face. He looked him in the eye one final time before sending him away with the ability of his Stand, never to be seen again. Even as his blood boiled over what the man had said, Valentine steeled himself and took a breath. He still had work to do.

Valentine turned back to look over the crime scene. Apart from some blood in the carpet everything was right. Valentine sighed, even after he disappeared he still caused trouble. Oh, well. Valentine would stage it as an attack. He'd wound himself and say Paul disappeared after he was let go. Later he'd get a maid to clean this up, the first person he needed to see next was Officer Art.

The next morning when you woke up the room smelled of sweet syrup and freshly cooked meat. A window was open, the curtains pulled to allow fresh air and a soft ray of light to illuminate the room. At your bedside was a moving tray, decorated with silver platters and a lovely candle burning bright. Just as you twisted away to stretch you noticed who had woken you. Valentine watched you with a soft look on his face while you stirred and stretched and rubbed away the tiredness from your eyes. Once you were settled you quickly found yourself taken into his gentle arms, squeezing you close with a kiss on your brow,

"Good morning, my love."

"Good morning, dear."

Once your mornings were said Valentine moved away to start preparing breakfast. You watched in amazement as he took off the lids to the platters, a soft but equally excited "dojyaaan~" was heard. The plates were all stacked high with bacon, sausage, pancakes, eggs, everything to make up a complete breakfast. With warm syrup and juice to top it off. "All of this food for me?" You asked in awe.

"Well, for us. I still haven't eaten yet, but I wanted to spend the morning of Valentine's day with you."

"My stars! It's Valentine's Day already?!" You took the plate he offered reluctantly. The food looked delicious, but you only looked at it with sadness. "I was supposed to have something planned... But I've been so busy, and with last night's fiasco..."

Valentine silenced you with a light kiss. "Nonsense dear, you don't need to plan anything," He placed a cup full of your favorite juice on the nightstand beside you. "Getting to be with you is perfect for me." And finally he got into bed next to you. "Speaking of last night. How are you feeling? You slept straight through the night, I'm guessing it helped some?"

You nodded, swallowing a hunk of pancake before answering. "Yes I feel much better. Looking back on it, I think I might've overreacted... I'm sorry."

Valentine waved you off after setting down his coffee. "Nonsense. What happened last night was unacceptable, but it's been taken care of." Nothing else was said after that. The memory of last night still made you uneasy, but not as bad as before. Had you overreacted? What was the right reaction to being called a poor wife to the president? And what did he mean by "take care of"? Did he fire the poor soldiers? You remember a glimpse of yesterday night. Late after midnight, just for a moment he was missing but you fell back asleep before it bothered you. Valentine had always been a poor sleeper, thinking about it now, though, that might've been his opportunity to strike. You continued to eat. Your overthinking let your eggs get cold.

Valentine did his utmost best to make breakfast perfect. Never for a second did your cup run dry, or your plate have empty space until you had to pry him away from the food cart. You both were cuddled together now, bellies full and happy with utensils and plates pushed aside, just for a second while you indulge in his presence. It was one of those domestic moments you didn't get often. You'd have to milk it while you had the chance.

"This morning has been perfect... I don't want to leave bed for a second." You snuggled closer to him, head tucked between his arm with your hand playing with his chest. He was warm and soft, and so were the blankets. You had to fight off your drowsy urges, lest you fall back asleep.

Valentine chuckled, the vibrations jostling you lightly. "It has been... Although, there's one thing I almost forgot to give you."

Unfortunately, he moved to get out of bed. You watched him move back to your side, confused with an eyebrow arched. Valentine patted off his pink suit, before offering you his hand and pulling you up to sit at the foot of the bed.

"What's this all about, Funny?" You ask, rubbing away the sleep in your left eye.

"Something very important." He says getting on his knees. He gripped a hand in his, looking you in the eye. Just before eating he took off his gloves. The skin underneath was soft, he liked to moisturize often to keep them baby smooth. They were warm, and you felt safe being held in them and looking into his adoration filled eyes. "My dearest Y/n. I love you, truly and with my entire heart. With you, my heart is clear, and there is no one else who can do the things you do to me. But yesterday I was reminded of something. In every sense of the word, except by law, it feels as if we've been married to each other for a very long time."

He let go of your hand to retrieve something from his inner coat pocket. A small, velvety box. At your feet, with you towering above him like a beautiful angel, he showed you vulnerability as he opened up the box to reveal a beautiful engagement ring.

"Will you do me the honor of marrying me, and becoming my Mrs. Valentine?"

Your hands were thrown to your mouth to stifle a gasp. You took in the scene: your boyfriend on his knees, staring up at you with hopeful blue eyes. The ring was gaudy, the diamond in the middle taking up far too much space in the tiny box. But in its extravagant way it reminded you of your boyfriend. No, your fiancé.

"Oh, Funny, yes of course I'll marry you!" You fall into his lap, him catching you with ease, he held the ring in a death drip while you proceed with smothering his face in kisses. No one but you two existed, there was no one and nothing stopping you from doing as you pleased in the security of your bedroom. He kissed you back with fervency, placing his hot lips against yours, tasting like sweet alcohol with the same effect on your body. Your hearts hammered together like wild birds in their cages.

"I love you, my dear, sweet, Mrs. Valentine."

You giggle against his mouth, the sound exciting his pumping heart more. "I love you too, Mr. Valentine."

He kissed you again, "You'll be mine forever, right?"

You held him closer, arms wrapping around him in a gentle hug while you rested your chin on his shoulder. "Yes... Till death do us part, isn't that right?" Yes. He liked the sound of that.

He held you back. No matter what, Valentine would make sure you stayed by his side. Even if he had to fight tooth and nail to keep you there. He planted a final kiss on your lips.

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

dark romance girlie back, bartylily as unlikely friends (eating up that good girl x bad boy stereotype)

like they meet in detention (cliche or whatever) and instantly they bond over a book barty's been reading

(which barty, totally coincidentally btw, so weird and random lol, happened to see lily check out a week prior)

he's not stalking her, it's just that the school is so big and barty would never have seen lily again unless he went out of his way to find any second their schedules align

lily thinks its a little odd that she met this guy once in detention (one that she got wiped off her record, somehow- as the office informed her that it was a mistake. it wasnt. some girl talked shit about mary and deservedly lily slapped her) and now she sees him everywhere but that has to be some type of weird phenomenon

anyway lily thinks its great that she finally has a friend who she shares so many interests with and she loves all of her friends, but damn no one has loved the exact same things as her like this before

(and it's a little fun that he has sometimes completely different opinions on stuff so they can debate)

barty's genuinely obsessed with her and he cant be more than a couple of feet away from lily- lily slowly grows so used to him by her side that he isn't there for a day and lily almost freaks out 'cause she thinks something happened to him

mary is lowkey an advocate for this, marlene hates barty, james also hates the fact that it's barty but he's just too much of a cupid so he keeps helping their relationship, remus is decidedly neutral

on barty's side, evan is helping him out lowkey, pandora just flirts with lily to mess with him and dorcas tries to stay out of it but keeps accidentally helping by dropping info that she got from marlene

anyway 6'4" tattooed biker stalker barty x 5'4" good girl valedictorian lily supremacy !!!

welcome back <3 I have missed you greatly, and I am so glad you have returned my love <3

and ofc that is a coincidence. no way would barty buy a book just to bond with lily over it. hahahaha that would be so weird...

exactly barty just did what he had to. it's not stalking it's just friend-making. he's such a nice guy...

weird how lily got that wiped... I wonder if it has anything to do with that handsome politicians son...

lily would probably write it off as that phenomenon of once you meet someone you suddenly see them everywhere and they do go to the same school. it's not that weird to see him around everywhere

yes they are so alike! lily is sooo happy!

she loves meeting barty and having debates with him. it fills her with happiness

yes, Lily grows so used to him that she doesn't want him to leave. every time he isn't there for a day, she grows super worried. she literally goes around school looking for him bc she's so worried sick

mary thinks that that whole thing is cute and supports it. marlene would rather die than let it happen. james also has a deep hatred for barty (and he's a but healous). remus really couldn't give less of a shit

evan trues to help, but he doesn't want to help too much (he's too busy with his own sweetheart). pandora thinks the flirting is funny but decides to slow down with it when she notices how it genuinely messes with barty. dorcas hates that whole thing (she helps him accidently)

I adore the combination of the two of them <3

they're just so sisbsoev9ebs9bo! I just love them!!

[ghost-writing-incorporated]

A lot of people head cannon Akutagawa as ace and mlm and I totally respect that but may I offer you, ace and panromantic Aku. Honestly, I feel like Akutagawa doesn't develop crushes or anything super quickly but when you've shown your own purpose and then affection for him, it's as if cupid got him with an arrow. I feel as if he, like Megumi, wants someone with strong morals and a strong will. I think he also (deserves) wants someone gentle and caring. He's so conflicted between the two! Anyway Akutagawa Supremacy <3

[zvmz]

Writing down my thoughts while watching monster high for the first time Pt. 2

alright y’all now we’re watching why do ghouls fall in love let’s go

oh oh new and improved intro

the one long shot as the intro is so cool

ohh shoot we 3D now

actually might like it better than the 2D

wait r they saying Valentine’s Day was literally made for Draculara?

im confused 😁

can I get a sugar daddy like clawd

CAN I GET DRACULARAS DAD?????

oh

um this is awkward

so guys it was all in our heads apparently 😊

clawdeen is kinda slaying this new animation style

oh this song goes so hard

the bats flying out of clawds wallet is so real

come again how old is draculara

why is she still in school

was she held back a few hundred years

and I thought my grades were bad

the cat people make me uncomfortable. stranger danger

damn these cats are menaces

arent they always

not the driving lessons book

just pass it the first time fr 🙄

GUYS

GUYS

GUYS

CUPID

SHES HERE

LOLL NOT THE STOOL CLAWD 😭😭

vampire daring charming???

“misunderstanding with the locals”?? 😭 what did girlie do??? 😭😭

is ghoulias back okay like fr

the collection of broken hearts is so extra

kinda metal idk I almost cant be mad

imagine eah characters trying to navigate the catacombs

girls would not last a minute

actually can someone make a fic I would totally read that

why am I just now realizing ghoulia can’t talk

like idk I just thought she was a bit quirky this whole time

WHY DOES DRACULARA HAVE KNIVES ON THE CEILING OF HER CAR

oh my god Draculara HIT HIM

FLOOR IT DRACULARA

she missed her chance :( vampire Elvis lives

The shot of them running towards each in slow motion just to maintain a 3 feet distance was so unnecessary

WAIT A MINUTE DRACULARA YOURE BETTER THAN THIS. YOU ALREADY HAVE A BOYFRIEND

why is dueces animation specifically so rough

he kind of reminds me of sparrow

i kinda like him

yes Draculara break it off

oh- um

THE ANIMATION ON THEIR PHONES OF DRACULARA DUMPING CLAWD?? WHO MADE THAT?? WHERE DID IT COME FROM?? 😭😭😭

wait a minute I recognize Frankie’s voice. Is that Barbie?

why does some random cow go to their school

CUPIDDDD

LOL NOT CLEO BREAKING THE CLASS

yeah Cupid shoot her

pow pow pow 💥🔫💥🔫💥🔫

okay now what the hell

get it together cupid

why does Cupid keep accidentally getting love enchanted? First clawd then Dexter lolll

the dog whistle?? 😭

clawds like. I guess you can say I got… W rizz...

”what u want” ABBY 😭😭 BEST CHARACTER ONG

this party looks kinda fire ngl

not sure how I feel about the food being served next to the body odor pit

okayyy frankieee kinda slaying her party look

cleo barely changing after being love enchanted to herself

Could this be considered a school shooting? like legally

um anyway Kitty Cheshire supremacy

rizz lord clawd

hell yea body odor pit for the win ✊🏻

why was the kiss sound so um squishy

abby is such an icon

okay it’s over

I liked this one a lot better than the last movie. I hope we see Cupid again or else I’ll rage

the pacing was like SO much better than the last movie.

my only complaints are that toralai and vampire Elvis's motivations either weren’t really explained or made no sense to me. Also the animation still isn’t great but what do you expect lol

oh wait one more complaint. where is Frankie’s personality. I do not see it

hopefully we get a good frankie episode to get to know her a bit more

also it keeps telling us clawdeen and draculara are best friends but not really showing it??

In conclusion clawd is the rizzard and Abby solos

[browneyesandhair]

Okay I pulled this for someone in Discord but sharing a short list of historical AUs for Tomione. So in no particular order, here are a series of Tomione stories across time (not set in 1990s or 1940s):

Serpentine Moves by betagyre

Summary:

Medieval Norman Conquest AU.

Fourteen years after eloping with a Muggle, Merope Riddle, of an English wizarding noble family, discovers that she and her son are the last of the line, so she petitions for her title and fiefdom back. Meanwhile Lord and Lady Granger are minor nobility who want their daughter taught magic, but Lord Malfoy, appointed by William the Conqueror to rule English wizards, won’t allow an unattached Muggle-born to study alongside young purebloods at Hogwarts. Merope and the Grangers make common cause and betroth their children, thwarting him for now. But war is coming, and a long, dark path lies ahead.

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked by @nauticalparamour

Summary:

Hermione was nothing more than an aspiring chemist in an anonymous little pharmacy, who occasionally helped women poison their husbands. That was until Tom Riddle plucked her out of safe life and pulled her into the underground to help him distill whiskey. Only, it becomes so much more than that as she finds herself falling for the dangerous man, giving up more of her principles the deeper she falls.

"You are already on the wrong side of the law, Miss Granger." Tom smirked at her, taking another drag from his cigarette, before leaning in towards her. His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, "If you are going to be bad, be good at it."

A Night to Remember by ASongofIceandHope

Summary:

A doomed transatlantic crossing brings both opportunity and entertainment to the Riddles — and tragedy to so many others. *Titanic AU*

Daddy Dearest by ImmortalObsession

It is 1895 in England. Purebloods are the supremacy. Dumbledore rules them all. Lord Malfoy, one of his many devout followers, has a daughter no one has ever seen. The daughter herself, Hermione Malfoy, never questions the strict rules standing between her and everyone else – that is, until Master Riddle arrives and makes her think twice. AU/OOC/Rated M for dark themes.

Playing Cupid by @meowmerson

“I'm beginning to think that I would love to hear you scream." Tomione. Regency AU. Rated-M.

[mangosimoothie]

4, 5, 15, and 24 for Atticus and Ryan ❤❤❤

thank youuu <333

4. What feature(s) do they find most attractive about their partner? (I'm interpreting this as physical trait)

Atticus loves Ryan's tattoos and piercings. It's sexy to him that Ryan made his entire body into a work of art, and that he had to endure pain to do it. And not physical but he's kinda very into Ryan's temper. It's a thing for him. He's definitely guilty of teasing Ryan just to rile him up a little. Can you blame him?? Ryan's hot when he's angry. And last thing I'll mention -- the way Ryan smells. Maybe it's because of how their relationship started (Ryan was Atticus's bloodbag) but Atticus has always thought Ryan smells very good. Even other vampires notice Ryan still has a mortal-y scent about him. Atticus loves it.

This one also probably stems from the beginning of their relationship, but Ryan's always had a thing about Atticus's mouth. It's NOT how it sounds. He likes the cupid's bow. The faaangs dear god the top AND bottom fangs (not the ideal standard of beauty for vampires to have both, about equivalent to having a gap tooth). How when Atticus is focused and his lips are slightly parted you can see the pointed tips of his canines. Hot. See also: Atticus's collarbones, the small of his back, his hands (BIG hands, long, slender fingers), and, he's only seen it once but, his dark form.

5. What traits / personality aspects do they like most about their partner?

Atticus admires how hard-working Ryan is. Atticus has never had much of a work ethic, he never had to, so to see the pride Ryan takes in his work and the satisfaction he gets from it -- Atticus just finds it really impressive and admirable. See also: His stubbornness (loves AND hates this about Ryan but has to admit it's impressive how set Ryan is when he's made his mind up about something), his assertiveness (kinda goes hand in hand with the temper thing), his demonically high sex drive lmao

Since they met, Ryan has always admired how true to himself Atticus is, to his very core. His unwavering, full-force confidence and knowledge of self. To be fair, Atticus has had a few centuries to figure it out, but still. Ryan also loves how vocal Atticus is with his love. And not just to him -- Atticus is the type of person who gushes about his friends, waxes poetic about the Special Thing he's obsessed with, adores his mother and writes her letters, he's absolutely overflowing with love and not afraid to show it.

15. If someone disapproves of the relationship, who is it, and why do they disapprove?

Isadora, Atticus's sister, is the Number One Katowin Hater. She hates that Ryan is mortal-born. She hates that he's not afraid of her anymore. She hates that their mom loves him and their dad tolerates him. She hates that Atticus is able to go against everything the Winthorpe name stands for (vampire supremacy) and still be accepted by their parents. Shouldn't they be dissapointed? Angry?? Ryan and Atticus's relationship represents everything she resents about her brother.

Atticus's dad was skeptical at first but Ryan really excelled as a vampire and gained his respect. He's on board now. Not as like, gushing about his son in law as Imperia is, but he got over his disapproval.

Ryan's parents don't know about the whole vampire thing, but besides that: his dad is homophobic rip

24. Do they have a song?

Love this question 😭 I need to find a new song for them actually, but during The Bachelorette, when Ryan decided to leave the competition and follow Atticus, it was "I'll Come Too" by James Blake

Oh, you're goin' to the brink? I'm goin' there Why don't I come with you? You don't care what they think I'm gettin' there I could get there too

[savebatsartedition]

Pokespe: Cupid Part 7

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The characters are ChuChu and Pika from the Pokemon Adventures manga. ^-^ (PikaChuChuShipping supremacy!!!) 

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[ewkpop]

Happy 8 years to our real miracle Oh My Girl - Hyojung, JinE, Mimi, Yooa, Seunghee, Jiho, Yubin and Arin. Congratulations to you for being the last few Cles standing on this hellsite

(let's see if i can pull this off lol here goes)

8 years ago it's like we were struck by Cupid's arrow! we watched 8 girls grow Closer to each other and to the fans. i knew they'd be successful, even if some people called me a LiarLiar. there were some long Windy Days, when it seemed like no one would Listen to My Word (A-ING lol). bit by bit the girls became brighter and more fun, like a Coloring Book all filled in. they bloomed in their Secret Garden for a long time, and then they came forward again and asked the fans "Do you Remember Me?". Then The Fifth Season began, and it was full of love. Every performance was as exciting as a Bungee jump! the fun was Nonstop, and we all got to Dun Dun Dance together. now 8 years later i can say for sure... this is Real Love!~

PS...

i left out Banana Allergy Monkey because it's technically a subunit, not because it's not a good song. it is THE song. BAM Supremacy 5eva OK?? listen to BAM for clear skin listen to Haedora for galaxy brain listen to Seunghee playing a fucking ukuklele I MEAN DEAR GODS WHAT AN ALBUM ok thanks love u all