#thanks for the starter!!

[ofthevanyar]

Continued from here.

@menelvagor

It had been easy to share a campfire - upon finding out they were headed on similar paths, why not? This was not as the days before, where Amarie and her company would have had to sleep lightly in case these Men were spies of Sauron. Or even, take an alternate route to avoid such an encounter all together.

The fire crackled, the soft murmur of other conversations a pleasant background noise. Near her, the tip of her spear glinted. Bands of orcs still roamed, after all. But, this was a peaceful night. Amarie could nearly feel the land mending.

Amarie tilted her golden head, considering his words. It had been insensitive of her to so easily express her joy when the young King had recently lost so much. He was not an elf, destined to go to peaceful lands to rest now that the War was won. He, along with the Race of Men were tasked with rebuilding Middle Earth.

"Yes, you do have a momentous task ahead, Eomer King." She could not help but smile at his grumble, although she did her best to hide it. "Faramir is a good man, you needn't worry about your sisters welfare. Although, I am sure the distance is painful."

And to go back to Edoras alone, when he left with his family near him - she felt sympathy for the young king.

Her eyes grew distant, and she looked into the fire. The lands would be there, but her family would not. She doubted even the long years would grant her their forgiveness. Not when she refused Manwes pardon, when she turned her back on them to follow the Arafinweans across the Grinding Ice.

"Valinor, yes, returning is a strange idea. Although, none of my relatives there await my return."

[artaemisia]

@weavermasked:

“ master brontë. ” the voice comes from behind the boulder. the wood elf steps out around to the narrow path to find the genasi perched upon the rock formation. he wears the traditional color and emblem of the wyvernwind family's staff, having worked his way up the hierarchy since the day he showed up to the silken squall. “ curious seeing you here. your parents thought you were still back at the estate. ”

the wind is restless, and so are they. though their lute rests in their lap, fingers poised on the strings, they make no music. their sky blue eyes gaze ahead, seeing nothing, as the wind rustles nervously around them. dorian loses track of how long they are sitting there like this and remember only to breathe as the breeze itself buffets against their lips, bringing with it the sound of a familiar voice. they lift their head, eyes losing their glaze.

"loras," he greets the wizard warmly, despite an undertow of disappointment of having been found. dorian's displeasure isn't with loras, after all. ( though, the second child hesitates to put his real gripes to words. ) "ah, yes, well..." he trails off, chuckling as he remembers the lute in his hands. "i thought i would stretch my legs a little, let them remember what it's like to... uh, walk... on the ground," it's a poor excuse. he's no wordsmith.

"is something the matter?" they ask, though they aren't worried this is actually the case. "have my mother and father sent you?"

[webbedphantom]

You find a medium-sized plushie, large enough to place in the crook of one's arm left alone, on a quiet street. You wouldn't have noticed it usually, but this toy had an eye-catching design; black and white dazzler-style colours on its body, with a wide, red mouth, all with sharp-looking teeth and a long tongue. It was accented with gold hoof/pad feet and golden chains to go with the long black braid. It didn't have eyes either, as the two stalks coming out of where eyes would usually be were more akin to a snail's. Even then, it gave the impression that it stared...

Where did it come from...?~

[[have Plush!Loki from my Magical Girl!AU. He likes being a punk~]]

He'd been making his usual rounds, checking up on known gang territory, making sure his rogue's gallery wasn't up to anything, typical superhero stuff, when he came across the plush.

It was just sitting alone under a street light in Kabukicho. And given it was the late evening (or early morning, hard to say. He's been out here awhile-), the scene was almost unsettling. Like something out of one of those internet creepypastas Futaba liked to binge through in October.

"What the heck..?"

He dangled down from the lamp post to get a better look at the thing. It was rather well made, whatever it was supposed to be. Probably the villain from some shonen he hadn't heard of.

He picked it up and looked it over for a bit.

"Creepy little thing, aren't you?"

Even still, it looked expensive. Whoever this belonged to probably wanted it back.

"Let's see if we can get you back home, little guy."

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR FEELING SAFE / EXPRESSING COMFORT * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary, send "reverse" for the reversal of action prompts. suggested by judgementdaysunshine

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

i haven't felt like this in a very long time.

i wanted to thank you for protecting me back there.

you stepped in when you didn't need to.

for once in my life, i feel safe.

this place gives me a good feeling.

i feel safe in your arms.

it's been a while since i slept through the night without any nightmares.

i could get used to this.

i won't let anything happen to you.

you make me feel safe.

you didn't have to step in and help me, but you did, and i appreciate that.

no one's ever stood up for me like that before.

my whole life has been filled with conflict and pain. not anymore.

maybe i'll finally know peace with you.

we deserve an easy life.

you're my port in the storm.

i can't tell you the last time i actually felt safe.

you know me. i don't let my guard down for just anyone.

something changed to make me feel this way.

you're safe here with me.

they won't come after you, and if they do? they'll have to go through me.

it feels nice, being here with you.

you make me feel like i can accomplish anything.

i can be myself with you.

we're looking out for you.

you won't judge me for the things i say.

just stay here a while, if you don't mind.

so this is what safety feels like.

i can finally breathe again.

nothing can touch you while i'm here.

you can go back to sleep. it's safe.

no one will hurt you anymore.

my life is in your hands.

promise me you won't abandon me?

i'll be right here when you wake up.

you taught me how to protect myself.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ lean ] sender slowly leans into receiver's shoulder and rests there for a while

[ sleep ] sender manages to fall asleep in receiver's presence

[ snuggle ] sender snuggles closer to receiver as they sleep

[ reach ] sender reaches for receiver in their sleep

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shield receiver from danger

[ seek ] sender seeks out receiver for a protective hug

[ choose ] sender has plenty of options on where to sit in a crowded space, but chooses to sit directly beside receiver

[ reassurance ] in a tense moment, sender takes one of receiver's hands to hold

[ stay here ] sender guides receiver to a safe place and tells them to wait there while they deal with a problem

[ interrupt ] sender stops a confrontation between receiver and someone else, stepping between them and coming to receiver's defense

[ home ] sender shows receiver their new home

[ nightmare ] sender comforts receiver after they wake up from a nightmare

[scribz-ag24]

partner calls out grovyle over that teeny tiny detail he forgot to explain about the plan to save the planet.

[steviesbicrisis]

okay but, did I lie?

[camberdraws]

Painting a notoriously likeable pokemon!

[loveshard]

"to procreate and fill the world with more evil spawn. plus, the tax write-offs are good from what i hear.. for the marriage and the evil spawn."

" what’s even the point of trying to find someone at this point ? " / @loveshard

[jbkrasinski]

Does anyone else lie awake thinking about answers they've given to questions on national television that just... didn't... go over right? Or is it just me in a permanent state of self-doubt? Case in point: Colbert's Questionert, three years ago, got asked what the best sandwich was. I said meatball sub. But the looks I got from Stephen himself and the crowd... I feel like it was an amateur answer, even if I mostly stand by it. I mean, I feel like a meatball sub is pretty universally hard to fuck up – no? But then Gosling goes on and says ice cream. Ice cream sandwich. That genius. I don't know who's writing for him, but I need them on my team. I guess this leads to two questions: 1) do you rethink your answers to the point of insanity like me? and 2) what is the best sandwich, and why? @hfrpstarters

[thebest-medicine]

Could I mabye get 40 with lee!bakugo and ler!kirishima? Mabye bakugo saying he doesn't like his laugh and stuff, I think it'd be cute :3 (love your acc and ur fics btw, you're doing amazing <3)

Not forced :p

Prompt 40 - “I’ve never heard you laugh like that before, it’s nice.”

A/N: i loooove this trope and these characters 💚

…

“I’ve never heard you laugh like that before, it’s nice.”

“Don’t get used to it.”

“Why not?”

“Tch.” Bakugo rolls his eyes before adding quietly. “I hate my fucking laugh.”

“What?! How?” Kirishima gapes. “It’s so cute and so much ..lighter than you’d expect!” 

Bakugo wills down the warmth starting to spread on his cheeks. “Would you just shut up about it already?”

“No way. I wanna hear that sweet, sweet laugh again.”

Bakugo rolls his eyes again, sitting up straighter. “Not a fucking chance, you dork.” He moves to stand up when Kirishima grabs him around the waist, dragging him back down. “What the hell, Shitty Hair?!”

“C’mere! Gonna make you laugh.” 

“What theheh- FUCK! Stop that stupid shiHIHIT!” Bakugo exclaims, squirming in the hold on him as fingers start to wiggle into his sides. “Fuhuhuck off!” He falls onto the couch, fighting back his laughter as hard as he could.

“So you’re ticklish, hm? I hoped so but.. Man! This is great.” Kirishima grins, working his way over top of his friend. “Now I can make you laugh all the time.”

“I’m gohohohonna fucking kihihihill you!” Bakugo argues, failing miserably at holding back his giggles. He looks softer than Kirishima’s ever seen him. 

“Maybe later.” Eijiro shrugs. “But for now… You’re gonna laugh for me!” He grins triumphantly, having straddled Bakugo’s waist. His fingers wrench their way along Katsuki’s ribs and even up under his arms, getting him access to a well of true, unbridled Bakugo laughter. Katsuki just lays back, not fighting him off despite his harsh words. Despite his best efforts to be angry and annoyed, all he can feel is light. Well, light.. and ticklish.

…

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR FAKE DATING & GOING UNDERCOVER *  assorted dialogue for muses going undercover as a couple and having to maintain the illusion that they're dating, and all the chaos, feelings, and whatnot that come with it, suggested by dollhidden, adjust as necessary, send "reverse" for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

come on. at least pretend that you like me.

if we hold hands, that'll sell the illusion even more.

what petnames do you think we'd use if we were actually dating?

please don't make this too difficult on me.

stop letting go of my hand.

you're going to pay for this later.

that was way too close of a call.

[petname]? that's what we're going with?

could you at least look like you like me for an hour? is that so hard?

admit it. i'm not half bad.

didn't think i would enjoy this as much as i am.

did you take acting classes growing up?

excuse me! i'm just trying to sell the illusion!

do you think they bought it?

you don't look like you love me. you look like you're constipated.

way to lay it on thick. i think you might have done too good of a job.

pretend to laugh at one of my jokes.

i guess i didn't expect you to dress up for this. i'm impressed.

you know, if you treated me like that on the regular, i might actually start falling in love with you.

they have to believe we're together. how hard can it be?

quick, pretend like you're about to kiss me.

you clearly care more about the tiny appetizers than you do me.

i'm just here for the free champagne.

you clean up nice.

that honestly wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.

they're looking over here. quick, say something funny.

that... was surprisingly smooth of you.

you don't date much, do you?

we should pretend to date more often.

hey! my eyes are up here!

shit, they're coming. kiss me.

ACTION PROMPTS all of these are written as if both parties are fake dating and going undercover at some specified event, but feel free to add your own scenarios if you'd like!

[ hand ] sender quickly takes receiver's hand in public to avoid getting caught

[ waist ] sender quickly slides an arm around receiver's waist in public to avoid getting caught

[ propose ] sender stages a dramatic fake proposal to further sell their relationship to the crowd, catching receiver completely off guard

[ fake fight ] sender and receiver stage a coordinated fake fight/messy breakup in front of the crowd

[ kiss ] realizing they need to sell their relationship to an important person/people, sender and receiver kiss for the first time

[ coat ] noticing receiver is cold, sender gives them their coat

[ entrance ] sender and receiver approach the entrance of the secret event and discuss their plans for selling their fake relationship to the crowd

[ slip away ] sender slips away from receiver in order to take a break from pretending, and receiver goes to find them

[ off limits ] sender and receiver are exploring an off limit portion of the event space, get caught, and are forced to try to explain how they got lost

[ the big kiss ] to conceal the fact that they're exploring an off limit portion of the event space, sender kisses receiver dramatically once they're caught

[ introduce ] sender introduces receiver as their lover/date/partner to a very important (and potentially dangerous) person at this event

[ family ] sender introduces receiver as their lover/date/partner to their family, who just so happens to also be at the event

[ lost ] sender loses receiver in the crowd and rushes to relocate them before their cover is blown

[ flirt ] when someone else shows interest in receiver, sender steps in and makes it clear they're "taken"

[ exit ] sender and receiver have successfully accomplished their goal, and now must sneak out of the event as covertly as possible

[ spill ] sender accidentally spills their drink on receiver and rushes them to the restroom to clean them up

[ private ] in a brief moment of privacy between the two fake daters, sender admits to receiver that they don't think receiver is as bad as they thought

[loveshard]

Elias frowned, his eyebrows being pulled together. A response struggled to come out from his mouth, opening and closing a few times. Almost as if words were being heard, but the connection in his head to speak weren't being made until moments later.

"It's not a natural topic of conversation, sure," they began slowly. "But I think you'd want to let a friend know who you really are. We don't keep secrets. I don't keep secrets. Not from anybody, and not from you. Like, when were you ever gonna tell me?" they continued.

starter for @loveshard

" it wasn't like I was trying to hide it from you, it just never came up!" Kai tells them, he had kept his secret long enough already, how was he suppose to tell them that he wasn't human, what if he lost them?

" Can you say something, please?" Kai pleads, finally finding the courage to look up at them.

[eleonorpiteira]

A few of the many interior illustrations I did for Chaosium's Pendragon Starter Set! (x)

[songbirdreaped]

open starter for anybody ; set after lucy gray left the cabin <3 run. run. RUN. was all that could go through lucy gray's head as she sprinted away from the cabin through the trees. she was running as fast as her legs would carry her, everything in her telling her that she needed to get away from him if she wanted to survive. the words kept ringing in her head three's enough for me, he'd told her when she said they wouldn't have to kill anymore. three. she knew of two. bobbin and mayfair. all she'd asked for was the truth, yet she was met with a lie. my old self, coriolanus had told her as she demanded to know who the third was. lucy gray wasn't born yesterday, she could spot a lie from a mile away.

trust was the most important thing to her. trust outweighed love and yes, she had loved him. loved. now, all she could picture was those icy blue eyes gazing into her soul. would he kill her ? she didn't know, but she wasn't taking that chance. she couldn't take that chance. that was why she'd said she was going to pick katniss, her chance to escape and survive. lucy gray wished that she'd heeded dean highbottom's warning, wished that she hadn't let herself fall for the blond. any and all love she felt was gone, now all that was left was the need to flee.

as she kept running, the brunette felt her chest tightening, the crisp air filling her lungs, stinging as her heart raced in her chest. she needed to stop and catch her breath. ducking behind a tree, lucy gray took a moment, the breaths coming out more like gasps as she stayed there. the sound of coriolanus yelling for her caused her to panic more. she wasn't a fighter, he outpowered her anyway, but she could run. she could hide.

when she spotted the snake, lucy gray decided that she'd try to buy herself some time, dropping the scarf he'd given her to cover it up. she knew by looking at it that the snake wasn't venomous, it wouldn't hurt him too badly if he got bitten. it would just slow him down enough for her to get away. after the distraction was set, the brunette began to run again, hoping that the wind in the trees would cover up any noise that came from her feet on the ground.

it wasn't until she was hidden by a tree on the outer part of the woods that she'd realized her earring had fallen out in all of the chaos. she couldn't find it in herself to care anymore. the games weren't over when she'd returned home, these were still the games. her own survival was what mattered. lucy gray almost didn't notice the sound of footsteps coming toward her, but when she did it was too late to run. whoever it was had only been two paces from her now, and with how tired she was, they'd most likely be able to catch her if she ran. her eyes shut tightly as she braced herself for the figure to come closer, assuming it was coriolanus coming to kill her, to finish tying up the loose ends.

❝ just get it over with, ❞ the words came out more shaky than she'd intended. she wasn't usually one for giving up, but she knew that she had no more energy to keep running. if coriolanus had found her, then he won.

[orangeshinigami]

POWER-- some people's thirst for power would drive them to do unspeakable deeds & even then they would still seek MORE, not willing to stop until their powers became so great that all other creatures would kneel down before them-- would cower in terror just by hearing their names. He had heard of & had met his fair share of people who were like that but Ichigo? Oh, he had never desired to possess such strong powers to either be feared or respected or anything of the sort. All the training, the efforts to become stronger, he'd done it all for his LOVED ONES. The will to protect them was what had made him want to keep fighting, to WIN no matter how dangerous or difficult things got.

It made no sense to him to wish for power & strength if one had nothing & NOBODY to fight for. ( Because ever since he could remember, he'd lived for his family & friends, fought for them, had gone through hell to become stronger than his enemies to ensure he would be able to protect them from any & all threats. Everything he had ever done, he'd done it for them, always thinking of their wellbeing... But it was all meaningless now, because he couldn't stay close to them anymore. The impressive power he wielded was simply meaningless to him now & if he could, he'd trade it for a NORMAL LIFE, a happy & peaceful life he could spend with his family ).

The wind ruffled his orange hair like a gentle caress, almost as if it was attempting to provide him some comfort, almost as if it PITIED him-- just like everyone else does. He thought bitterly. One of the main reasons why he'd chosen to keep his distance from everyone after being forced to come to Soul Society was the looks of PITY & SYMPATHY he could see on everyone's faces. He didn't want or need anyone's pity, anyone's sympathy, he needed ANSWERS! Needed somebody to tell him what the hell was going on with him and how he could stop that. But no one had been able to figure it out, to give him the answers he so desperately craved.

He was an oddity, he was aware of that-- A being far too strong & full of complexities. A being unlike any other & as his human body had begun to deteriorate due to how POWERFUL he had become, nobody in the human world or Soul Society or any realm had been able to help & save him from a terrible fate.

A lonely fate.

Had he been STUBBORN & opted to remain in the world of the living anyway, he could have caused problems-- disturbed the balance between the human world & the spiritual one. So even even though he'd been very reluctant to do so... He'd left. ( With his heart aching, bleeding, shattering into a million pieces inside his chest ).

He DIDN'T BELONG in the world of the living anymore, but he didn't feel like he belonged in Soul Society either-- So what was he supposed to do now? What was he supposed to feel aside from SORROW & extreme SADNESS?

Ichigo knew he couldn't spend eternity like this, refusing to see or talk to anyone, simply wandering through the woods & trying to understand his own emotions-- It was funny truly, how he had been so afraid & hesitant to leave the human world, especially because he dreaded the thought of being ALONE & then he'd proceeded to isolate himself as soon as he stepped into the place, into the world he had to accept was his home now.

( Would it ever actually feel like HOME to him? Or would he be miserable here forever? )

So lost in thought the shinigami had been, he hadn't noticed the presence of another in the forest ( yes, apparently even after all this time, he was still not the best at sensing other people's reiatsu ), only realizing he was no longer the only one here when an unfamiliar voice reached his ears, causing him to turn around abruptly, wary brown eyes landing on the source of the voice.

"Um..."

He had been on his own for quite some time now, just him & his thoughts on a long journey towards self discovery & healing... & it seemed that all the time he'd spent alone had affected his ability to properly interact with others, as he reached out to take the apple-- only to let his hand fall back to his side without actually doing so & clearing his throat.

Shit. He should say something, do something but what?

"I'm not hungry... But thank you, I-- " AWKWARD. He sounded so awkward he wanted to punch himself in the face. "You just-- You came outta nowhere! You scared me for a second there. Uh, do you live around here?"

                             🌸  ┊ plotted starter for    𝑲𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒊 𝑰𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒐    @ikurosakii​       

          the sounds of nature could be heard around her, from the waterfall that lingered near her cabin to the chirping of the birds that flew in the air around her. it was a peaceful moment in time, one of which she had grown to cherish ever since she had attained her freedom and escaped the sōkyoku ━━ a sealed weapon that had trapped her within the soul society. she was unsure of how long she had been trapped within that form, but knew that it had been a while based on the fact that all of those of whom she had cared for were long gone. she wished she could remember how they had captured her and how they had sealed her away ━━ but each time she tried to reach for the memories, they seemed to dissipate as if they were smoke. a small bitterness still stung her heart as she thought of all that she had lost, especially as the only memories fresh within her mind was the faces of those she had been forced to execute within her phoenix form and of the boy who had saved her.

          even now in her solitude she could still remember the boy with spiky orange hair, who's blade stopped her from killing the shinigami she had been summoned to kill. she could still feel the power of his swing ━━ the way that in a single instant he had broken the spell that had bound her and set her free. she could still remember the taste of blood on her tongue as she had awoken on the ground, the sound of chaos made from his disruption of the ceremony. though partially ashamed of it, she had used it to make her escape from that place and justified the reasoning to her being to weak after her transformation back into human form.

          though it had been a while now since she had found this place, she still feared that one day the shinigami might try to find her, especially sōsuke aizen who seemed to want her power for his own gain. as such, she imposed herself into isolation and focused on re-honing her skills so that when they came for her, she could protect herself. little though did she expect that someone would dare to venture this far into the forest, that was of course until she sensed another powerful being nearby.

          curiosity had gotten hold of her and so acting upon instinct, she went to find the source while sticking to the shadows of the tree. she half expected a patrol of shinigami, most of whom she could easily take care of should the need arise. but she had not expected him ━━ the boy of whom haunted her dreams and the savior of her harsh fate. mulan wondered for a a moment what he was doing here, especially since he seemed to have fought so hard to remain by his friends side. yet as the seconds passed, she began to realize that he was traveling alone and from the looks of it, he seemed lost within thought.

          without meaning to she had begun to follow him. she worried that something was wrong, especially given the troubled expression twisting at his lips and brow. biting down on her lip, her fingers moved to grab hold of some of the fruits in the branches before she silently used her chi to help her glide down from the top of the tree. her landing was silent as was her steps she began to move closer to him.

        ❝  you should eat something ━━  ❞    she spoke up at last, her voice soft though it took her a moment to realize she had started her sentence in the middle of her thought. awkwardly she paused within an arms length of him, her hand lifted as she presented an apple to give. her brows drew together as she berated herself mentally though she tried her best to give him a small smile,      ❝  我很抱歉 ( wǒ hěn bàoqiàn - I'm very sorry ) i meant to greet you more properly... but i was worried that your spirit might be low because you are hungry...  ❞

          her small smile faded as she felt a small frown turn down her lips. mentally she began to question herself, especially as she felt silly for having her first words to him come out so awkward. doubt began to form in her eyes as her hand slightly lowered. her mind began to race in thought as she wished she could turn back time to fix her mistake, but figured that it was too late as she had already committed to trying to bring him some form of comfort.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR BEST FRIENDS WHO DON'T REALIZE THEY'RE TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

what do you mean? i've always been okay with you dating other people. for some reason, this time just feels different.

do you think you could ever see us as more than friends?

i compare anyone i ever date to you. is that weird?

did they actually think we were dating? that's a little strange.

do you get asked a lot if we're a couple?

you're my best friend. i would never want to risk our friendship.

our friendship matters more to me than anything. i don't ever want you to leave my life.

i'll admit. i've started looking at you differently... in a good way.

guess i never realized how beautiful you are.

would you consider this a date?

seeing you with them... it made me so mad. i can't explain the feeling.

i'm afraid i'll lose you. i can't risk it.

you're not just my best friend, you're my... nevermind. forget i said anything.

sooner or later you'll probably realize you've been in love with me this whole time.

i don't want to ruin our friendship. that's the main issue i have.

but what if you're the one for me?

do you believe in soulmates?

no one else compares with you.

of course i care about you. you're my best friend. you always will be.

wow. you look... absolutely breathtaking.

i know i'm not supposed to have feelings for you, but i do.

they said we'd make a cute couple, you know.

if no one asks you, and no one asks me... maybe we could go to the dance together. as friends.

i'm always going to be by your side. that's what best friends do.

i won't let anything happen to you. i promise.

you have no idea the lengths i would go through to keep you safe.

you don't treat anyone else like this. just me.

how long have you had feelings for me?

whatever happens, we can't let this get in the way of our friendship.

what's a kiss between friends?

best friends cuddle. this is normal. this doesn't have to be romantic.

i've always viewed you differently than other people.

you're so special to me, and you don't even realize it.

i've never cared about anyone like i care about you.

i just don't want them to get in the way of our friendship.

when were you going to tell me you were seeing someone? i thought i was the first person you told about that stuff.

don't you get it? they're not you.

i'm not in love with them. i have feelings for someone else, someone i can't have.

would it make things weird between us if i kissed you right now?

no, i'm not staring at your lips. what are you talking about?

my parents keep insisting that we'd make a great couple.

you've always been my first priority.

you said something earlier about the people you love.

could you ever see yourself loving me?

and what about me? do you love me?

maybe we could go on a date sometime. an actual date where i plan nice things and bring you flowers.

i've been in love with you since the day we met. there. i said it. happy now?