#valentine 2k19

[otoutopyre-blog]

@oniipyr || x

It was nice to have the place reserved like this. it felt all so special, even though they spent time here almost everyday. Dressed as usual -if not a little sluttier than usual for the special holiday, with white and red for the valentine theme (which included white pants and a lacy red tong that most definitely could be seen through the white)

The sweet cocktail was working its wonders, and he was lapping at it happily, when he noticed his brother coming closer. Since he had just picked up the cherry, he popped it in his mouth with lascivious slowness, licking the chocolate before chewing on the cherry, and finally tying a knot in the stem with his tongue along.

Sticking his tongue out to show his little display of skill, he chuckled a bit before throwing the seed and stem to the side. Easily, he moved from his own chair, throwing a leg over his brother’s lap, and straddling him in a second, making sure to press his body right against his.

“It’s veee~ry sweet. Do you still wanna try it?” he asked playfully, a whisper right against rei’s lips.

[tsundere-model]

Arashi huffed, "It better count! I made it and carried it to you and all you know? I didn't even spill any of it~" Nevermind his plan to ambush Izumi throughout the day with kisses, he'd have to wait for the tea to be finished first, after all, he'd put a lot of work into finding the tea too - that effort should make it count right? He pouted, "Only pretty okay? Should I have made traditional chocos for Izumi-chan instead?"

So she had carried this steaming cup of tea all the way here. He sipped on it, sapphire-like eyes contemplating the amusing changes in her expression, now huffing then pouting. How could someone had such a wide range of expression and still look beautiful in each one was a complete mystery to him. She must be some sort of angel or fairy or goddess...

Rolling his eyes at her insisting tone, which demanded more than a ‘pretty okay’ he finally stopped sipping on the tea. Left hand reaching forward, he caught her lower face in it, squeezing her cheeks together and making her look like a little duckling

“Is this the mouth that’s being bratty with their senpai? hmn?” with the tone one would use to reprimand a child, he refused to release her face as he continued to sip on his tea.

“I wouldn’t be drinking it if it didn’t suited my tastes, i-di-ot~” he added, tone a bit more of a singsong as he finally leaned forward, stopping merely a centimeter away from her lips before making her lean down to instead give her a kiss on the forehead. Only then, did he released the rather strong hold, a smug half-grin on his lips.

[redmountainiris]

Korin has a prettily wrapped box containing ichigo daifuku shaped like roses and some pink mochi hearts (all home made, of course) for Ayame. But she’s trying to be discreet for once, and so she’s simply leaving them in Ayame’s locker with a note.

Ayame wasn’t the typical romantic and found the whole Valentines Day traditions of Japan a little extreme, but this was the first Valentines Day she’d had someone to really celebrate with, so she’d made an effort to learn how to make homemade chocolate. She wasn’t as good of a cook as Korin, so she didn’t want to try her hand at real food, but she thought she’d be able to make her girlfriend some pretty good chocolate if she tried hard enough. 

After her fifth time attempt, she came up with a mixture that actually looked like what the truffles in the tutorial showed her and she was so excited to have succeeded she might have went a little over board with the decorations after that. Some were covered in coco powder, some with chocolate, some even had little chocolate flowers for decorations. 

Ayame had been so excited about giving Korin her chocolates in the morning, that she hadn’t been able to sleep and had over slept in the morning, and missed their walk to school together, which she was upset about. She was just trying to think of a good time to present Korin with her chocolates when she opened her locker and found the box waiting for her. She smiled fondly at the gift and held it close to her chest, thanking the powers that be for such a sweet girlfriend. 

At the soonest opportunity Ayame made her way over to the fence that she and Korin often met at during their lunch breaks to talk and wasn’t disappointed to see Korin coming to meet her.  They were keeping their relationship a secret for the time being, so instead of greeting her with a loud, enthusiastic “HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!” Ayame just smiled widely and passed the box she had for Korin through the little hole in the fence they’d found.

“Thank you so much for my gift. This isn’t as...healthy, but I hope you enjoy them!”

@oflittlebellsandyuzus

[ambitiouseditorus]

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[snatchedsoccersisters]

......IM CRYINGG THEYRE SUCH GOALS

the “I love you”

Yes Sam, we are all here for it 😭😭

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

oh points to absolute worst/most cursed one submitted to me goes to this one 

[buteraxedits]

I miss you like Cat misses Jade.. 🥺❤️🗝

[brattylikestoeat]

Follow @brattylikestoeat for more.

[imaultrabossbruh]

Happy Late Valentine’s Day of 2019!

Hi, @dokuhan! It was cool being your secret candy gram! I know it is October 2019, but love can be shown any day!

Miyoshi, Sakuma, and Tazaki are in a kayana hotel room. Miyoshi is posing on Sakuma’s shoulder, but Sakuma is a bit annoyed with Miyoshi’s foot in his face. Tazaki is showing off some magic tricks although Miyoshi and Sakuma are not paying much attention.

[ask-starboy-and-princess]

Kenny: So ... it's been a while since we've had time to talk. Heck, it's been a while since I was able to talk to anyone. We've been so flippin' busy with Buttercup's fashion show.

Kenny: But you see, tomorrow is Valentine’s day. And I tried to ask Butters if he was busy and well, he was. Kenny: Laughs nervously Kenny: And I got to thinking.

Kenny: WHAT IF I JUST TELL HIM? RIGHT? Kenny: Stupid idea. Completely idiotic. Kenny: Really, really, dumb. But then, the next thing I knew... I was writing a letter.

Kenny: Long story short, I have to leave the country before Butterbear gets to his dorm room. Kenny: Does anyone know how to get a rush passport?

Kenny: Goodbye dear school, I liked you a lot. Kenny: Oh man, Craig’s gonna need to apply for a new roommate too.

[incorrectsteamworldquotes]

Valentine: What goes up but never comes down?

Piper: The amount of stress you bring to my life.

[otoutopyre-blog]

That morning, before the younger Sakuma could even see his brother was he greeted with a slew of presents by his bedside. Presents from a vase of flowers, various boxes of chocolates, and a giant stuffed bear that he could just snuggle into whenever he was sleepy. There was one sign of Rei and that was through a note he had written, telling his younger brother that he had a surprise for him later that night. He'd do everything he could to spoil his baby brother.

He had actually considered spending the night at one of his friends’ houses... maybe go with Secchan and make some company for the lonely knight without his king. Or maybe with Nacchan and do some nail-painting and girl talking...

However, it was all very last minute and everyone had plans. So he had ended up reluctantly returning, and almost instantly hiding away in his room and spending the night sleeping.

Now, it was morning and besides him were plenty of objects he hadn’t seen before -not had he heard being carried inside. Boxes over boxes of chocolates, bright and colorful flowers and even an -almost- his size stuffed bear. Sitting up he reached for the card, signed by the clear and sophisticated calligraphy of his brother.

“... oniichan?” he mumbled to himself, confused and surprised... what was he to do with himself until the time arrived?

[tsundere-model]

Not wanting to hear complaints about gifting chocost, Arashi had searched for an alternative to the choco gifts that one would give on Valentine's. He wasn't going to be deterred! "Izumi-chan~!" Arashi called out as he spotted his fellow model. If his hands weren't full, he would have hugged the elder. Instead, with a happy smile, Arashi presented a mug full of chocolate tea forward. "Happy Valentine's~~ It's choco without the sugar and calories of choco~!"

“Naru-chan...” that was a mug right?... what? how? Why? She was just standing there, with a WHOLE mug of something undefined in her hands. For him, he guessed, considering she was presenting it forward for him to take “Care to explain what the hell is that?”

And she explained. He wasn’t sure he was satisfied with said explanation, but it was better than nothing he guessed. 

“Does that even count as Valentine’s choco?” he questioned, still eyeing the mug from all directions. Just how did she even bring it here? was she walking with a steaming mug of chocolate tea all the way here?...

Either way, not accepting equated to impossible levels of annoyance.So he reached forward with his hand, making a gesture for her to turn the mug around, and caught it on his hand. Here goes nothing.

sip.

...looking up, he stared at blue eyes through the steam that came from the mug.

“... it’s pretty okay I guess” he mumble taking another sip.

[urwarriorangel]

‘you know i was thinking of you’ (thor odinson

plot: you and thor are in loooooooove. it’s just that you don’t think he’s in love with you and he can’t get you to admit you’re in love with him.

warnings: slight angst, heartache, lil innuendos, but barely (gifs not mine)

pairing: thor x plus sized! reader

a/n: i’m pushing it with this one, i know it’s not really valentine’s day themed asides from it being mentioned at the beginning of the fic. either way, i hope you all enjoy it! please let me know what you think <3 i always appreciate you xoxox

You’ve known Thor for a little over five years and have been in love with him for about that long. Well you’re not sure it’s considered love if the other person only considers you a colleague but who knows? Maybe it’s love. (Even though you’re sure it’s not, maybe it could be.)

You try not to let yourself get sucked into the possibilities, but sometimes Thor is so nice, you have no choice over the matter.

For instance, you were making breakfast for yourself this Valentine’s morning and noticed that Thor was also awake at the ungodly hour, so you decided to make him breakfast too. And the amount of compliments he threw at you made you absolutely weak. Your brain and legs were mush, your heart was ready to leap out of your chest, your hands were shaking so bad, you nearly dropped your glass… which Thor of course managed to grab before it hit the floor.

And here you are now, walking around the tower with your head in the clouds and a goofy smile on your face. You don’t think anyone’s at the tower, it’s lover’s day and every one has a lover. Thor doesn’t, at least not yet. And that’s what you’re thinking of: him. You’re not watching where you’re going and you bump into a steel surface, falling backwards and twisting your ankle in the process.

“What the FUCK?” You squeal, sure a bruise is forming on your ass as your ankle swells in front of you. You’ve got tears in your eyes, but you’re determined to let your anger pave the way instead of the throbbing of your ankle. “What the HELL is wrong with you?”

You finally look up at the offender and your eyes go wide as you’re met with Thor’s stunned face.

“Y/N, I’m--”

“No, no,” you shake your head, giving Thor a half smile as you try to ignore the pain in your ankle. “You’re perfectly fine, Thor. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“Neither was I, to be honest.” Thor surprises you when he blushes, even more so when he awkwardly scratches the back of his head.

“Is everything okay?” You almost don’t want him to answer. He’s clearly got hearts circling his head, a goofy smile that almost matches the one you had earlier.

“Yeah, daydreaming about a girl is all,” he gives you a cheeky smile before looking away and you feel your heart drop completely.

The tears you were trying to hold in earlier all come racing down now for a different reason completely. You forget all about your ever swollen ankle, all you can think about it Thor. He’s clearly in love, and while you didn’t think you and Thor, avenger and god and revenger Thor, would ever end up together, the fact that it’s now a fact so blatantly in your face now hurts more than you can comprehend.

Thor looks up and his goofy smile is wiped off his face as he sees the tears running down your face. You forget to breathe, but when Thor calls out your name you gasp.

“Y/N, what--?” He looks down and sees your swollen ankle, eyes widening at the sight. “Why did you let me go on for so long when you’ve got this going on?”

“What?” You look down at your leg and shrug, wiping the tears that don’t want to stop. “It’s nothing. What you had to say is more important.”

“Y/N,” Thor whispers your name and you look up at him, his forehead lines prominent as he leans down to pick you up. “There is nothing more important than you.” 

You bite your lip as Thor lifts you into his arms, as though you’re nothing. You’re tempted to talk him out of it, what if you’re too heavy for him? But this human touch from the god is all you’ve been dreaming of. So you stay quiet, hoping he can handle you. You look up at him and you see how the concern on his face grows every time he looks at your leg. You’re not even sure where he’s taking you and you don’t have the heart to ask.  

After a few moments of silence, Thor pushes through a door and lays you down on a bed in the middle of the room. He closes the door and walks into what seems to be a bathroom, grabbing a first aid kit and making his way over to you.

He won’t say anything, can’t seem to say anything as he focuses on your ankle. His brows are furrowed, his beautiful bottom lip is being worked on by those teeth that you always want to work on you. And his hands has never been more gentle. The hands that wield Mjolnir that aid the Avengers (and Revengers) in every fight are barely grazing your limbs. He doesn’t want to break you. And you can only take so much silence.

“Thor,” you whisper his name and for a moment, he stills. “Say something.”

Instead of abiding your wish, he gets back to wrapping and icing your ankle. You think maybe he just doesn’t want to be disturbed when he’s this focused on something. So you stay quiet and wait and now that your ankle is wrapped and Thor has put away the kit, he still won’t say anything.

You open your mouth to call on him, but he holds his hand up.

“I do not wish to talk, Y/N,” his voice barely reaches your ears and you know when Thor goes back to the jargon you fell in love with, everyone is in trouble.  

“Then don’t talk. Let me,” you clear your throat a little, hoping it gives you more courage. And for a second it does, but then Thor looks at you and all courage is lost. Your voice dies in your throat and your tear stained cheeks can’t help but redden.

He watches you for another few minutes, studies you, waits for you to say something, anything. But you can’t. You can barely breathe under his steely gaze. He watches the slow rise and fall of your chest, feels a pang of guilt when he takes in the wet tracks on your cheeks, waits and waits and waits.

Thor doesn’t like this, so he turns to the door to lock it properly before you two talk things through. The Avengers might seem like they have enough drama in their daily lives, but they’re going through a dry spell and he doesn’t want your vulnerability to fall on prying ears.

You don’t know what’s going on in his head, so when you see him reach for the door, you think he’s going to leave.

“Thor please don’t leave,” you whisper and he turns around, confused as you attempt to stand.

“Y/N, please,” Thor rushes over to you and keeps you down. “I’m not leaving anywhere. I was just going to lock the door.”

“Lock the door? Why?” You give him a confused look and he blushes.

“I just know how the Avengers love gossip. And I didn’t want us or you or this to become a point of gossip,” he sits at the edge of the bed and gently pulls your toes. “What the hell were you thinking Y/N?”

You clear your throat and shrug. “I wasn’t thinking.”

Thor pulls on your pinky toe a little rougher and you gasp, forced to look at him.

“Do not lie to me again, Y/N. I can unwrap the bandage just as well as I wrapped it,” he chuckles a bit and you bite your bottom lip. “You can trust me. I just want to prevent you from hurting yourself in the future and I can’t do that until you admit you were thinking about me.”

“How did--what? What makes you think I was thinking about you?” You turn a deep red and wish the ground would either open and swallow you whole.

“Well I’m only hoping. Because I was thinking about you and you had the same silly look on your face as I assume I had on mine, so maybe we were thinking about each other?” He raises a brow at you, somehow already knowing the answer. “Say it, Y/N.”

He leans forward and you gulp, unable to focus on anything but the sheer size of the man.

“Say it, Y/N,” he whispers and you shrink back, his low voice doing things to you you only imagined to this point. “Please don’t make me beg.”

Oh but what a sight that would be. The god of your dreams begging you, begging for you. He studies your face, a small smirk on his face as he tries to follow your thoughts.

“Don’t get distracted now, sweetheart. Tell me what I need to hear, and I promise I’ll do more than beg,” he smiles as your blush deepens and you bite your lip, close your eyes.  

“You’re not being fair,” you whisper, looking anywhere but at Thor. “You know what I was thinking of.”

“Yeah, but I want to hear you say it,” he shrugs and leans down further, caging you in between his arms. “Go on.”

“I was thinking of you. You know I was thinking of you.”

[staerily]

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[snatchedsoccersisters]

CUTE 😍