#valentinesgift

[alexabowwow21]

My lips on your neck

Danny and Tim never really cared about Valentine's Day. Even before they got together or even met, Valentine's Day was not it. For them, it felt too forced and fake with all the pink and red everywhere.

As Danny started dating Tim, He felt that spoiling him was the right call. He will keep the presents low-key, after all, Tim would like a more quiet and relaxing one than a big one with a bang. Hopefully, Tim likes it.

Tim didn't feel any different even if today was Valentine's Day. The day went normal for his standards. Woke up, took the food Danny pre-made for him, Went to work, had to deal with idiots, meetings on top of meetings, and then some detective work. The only thing giving him energy was Danny texting him and knowing he was gonna see his boyfriend soon.

What he did not expect was his boyfriend of six months to do this!!

Petal trails towards the kitchen with a heavenly smell coming from there. In the kitchen waiting for him was Danny with a very nice shirt and pants smiling widely the moment his eyes saw Tim.

' Tim, Welcome home! Wash your hands and then let's eat. I made marinated chicken, salad, mashed potatoes and rice + some soup with garlic bread. Would have made more options, but I have a feeling your stomach is not up to it quite yet.' Danny beamed at Tim happily like a puppy.

Tim just smiled at his boyfriend in adoration and turned around to wash his hands. After washing his hands, Tim came back to the kitchen. Pecked Danny on the lips and went to take a seat.

Tim Took a bite out of the chicken. He let out sounds that would have embarrassed him if he was with anyone else, but it still made Danny blush, which was enough for Tim.

After dinner time they cleaned up the kitchen, and then Danny covered Tim's eyes.

' Hey, what is this for?.' Asked Tim in an amused voice.

'Hold on babe. Trust me, you will love this.' Said Danny chuckling and trying to hold Tim from peaking.

Danny uncovered Tim's eyes to reveal the surprise. Tim's eyes widened as he took over what was the surprise Danny had prepared for him. Two weight blankets, three plushies (is one of them a ghost like Danny's keychain?), two hoodies that were Danny's size, and Flowers of many colors.

Danny:' I hope you like ihmhmhmhm.' Tim jumped on his boyfriend and kissed him on the lips, making Danny almost lose his footing.

They pulled away, resting their foreheads together. Tim felt a plastic on Danny's neck. Tim pulled away, sending a confused look at him.

Danny:' I have another surprise for you and I know it was creepy and I really should have not done it.... but you really are the best thing that happened to me and.... man I had a whole speech ready for you....'

Tim:' Danny, you are rambling. Just show me. (It can't be anything creepy. I know I have done worse. You should see your shrine. Whatever he is gonna show me. I know it will make me crazy in a good way. That is how you have been from day one).' Tim shakes his head and smiles gently at his sweet boyfriend.

'Alright.' Says Danny, opening his shirt. Making Tim widen his eyes and full body blush. 'Am I gonna get a strip tease. It has been a while and look at those ArmS and AbS.' On those abs, I would finally learn how to clean my clothes. Alfred would be so proud of me and those arms. I have never slept so better than in Danny's arms. He could also send me to my maker with those aRmS and that neck, I can't wait to bit.... hold on

'Danny'. Said Tim in a confused manner. 'Is that, what I think it is?'

A lips tattoo on my neck. Yes, it is and they are your lips, Tim.'One day you came home drunk as Tim Drake CEO which was weird well.. Anyway, you came to me and kissed my whole face and neck with red lipstick. I don't know where you got it from, Your lips were color-free when I saw you. After that saw my neck and It was so perfect, that I had to get it. Polaris, I am so madly in love with you, I don't know what to do with myself. I apologize if I step over the line.' Said Danny nervously while not quite looking at Tim.

Tim stared at Danny with wide eyes and a blank face. Tim.exe STOP WORKING! Press control and Start to reactivate the system again. THANK YOU

Tim didn't believe in fate, but at that moment he was glad to have met Danny, his sweet, handsome, kind boyfriend.... THAT TOOK HIS LIPS AND MADE IT INTO A TATTOO... ON HIS NECK AND DID HE CALL ME POLARIS??? POLARIS, THE NORTHERN START?? THE START THAT LEADS YOU HOME?? IF DANNY WANTED TO SHARE LAST NAMES, HE SHOULD HAVE SAID SO!!!!

'Polaris... baby, my everything...... TIM!!' Yelled Danny

Tim snapped from his thought that was choosing the venue for the wedding they were gonna have.

'Yes?' Asked Tim in confusion at his boyfriend. ' Sorry Danny did you say something?'

'Well, I asked if you liked the surprises, especially.' Danny points towards his neck smiling awkwardly at his boyfriend.

Danny watched Tim's eyes turn from ocean blue to black as the pupils enlarged after asking the question. Tim quickly walked up to Danny, grabbed him by the neck, and kissed the tattoo. It made Danny's whole body shiver and his core started to purr. He immediately tried to shut it down as they had not talked about anything yet.

As Tim pulled away, he looked Danny in the eyes and in a heated voice said: 'The wedding is next week!' You are mine now.'

wwhwhwhwhwh WHat??? Stuttered Danny at Tim, making Tim snap, realize his mistake, and dive into the weighted blankets.

'I love it all, Danny, you are the best boyfriend ever!' Tim screamed from under the weighted blankets.

Danny was left standing there frozen. Started giggling and walked up to the couch, hugged the weighted blankets with Tim in them.

'Happy Valentine's Day Polaris!' Said Danny in a happy voice.

Under the weighted blankets Tim had a full-body blush while smiling a love-sick smile. 'Happy Valentine's Day Danny. Thank you for coming into my life.'

20 minutes later

Danny and Tim watching Star Trek under the weighted blankets with Tim wearing one of the new hoodies and cuddling into Danny.

Happy Valentine's Day people! I hope the day treated you well, no matter where you are in life. If this story came late, well Happy belated Valentine's Day. Hope you liked the story.

[soffsketches]

Peachyville Horror? More like Peachyville Hearttrobs!!!

[thatssomegoodsoup]

Can you do a the doctor x anthropology!reader that worked with him and had a crush on him but had to leave because of health problems but when they get to the beginning of chapter 4. He realized who they were and kept them with them. ( Anthropology is the study of bones if you didn't know)

Cleared up in DMS that anthropology is in fact NOT the study of bones, it's the study of human behavior, culture, societies, biology, and linguistic, whether that be past or current. Anyways, I'm imagining a lot of good lore for this one!

Art Credit: DrHarleySawyer on Game Jolt

THE DOCTOR X ANTHROPOLOGIST! READER FANFIC

After completing your anthropology degree and behavioral sciences degree, you went to find work. Finding work involving your field was incredibly difficult, as you didn't have any field experience. Plus there was not many jobs that required your field. One day, you applied for a behaviorist job. This company gave you a call back. And so began your career at Playtime Co.

You were assigned to watch over the kids when they came in for tours. Not your ideal job, but it paid well. Unfortunately in your time, you witnessed a few factory accidents.

You were the greatest in your field. Eventually, you got moved to watch and study kids in a newly built area of the factory; the orphanage. You found what the things on the checklist that they gave you odd, but you did your job as it paid a little bit more than the behaviorist job.

Eventually, you were called into Ludwig's office. Two employees (Pierre, White, and an absent chair) were there as well. You were nervous that you had gotten in trouble. After all, you knew that the company frequently made people disappear.

Ludwig began to compliment your work and how well you had done. Pierre and White soon took over and said that your anthropology degree would be useful in their line of work. They also briefly mentioned how the doctor couldn't come along. You agreed to the job, mostly thinking about the money and excitement of a new career. You signed a lot of waivers and legal agreements. And so began your career on the Bigger Bodies Initiative.

Harley was not pleased to say the least. He had preferred to work alone, and he had been doing fine with the experiments. But ultimately you did help by analyzing the behaviors of the kids before and after being turned into a toy, and you help recognize behavioral patterns and anomalies. You noticed things Sawyer himself didn't even notice. You two grew to be acquaintances, and then friends, and then you grew feelings for him. But he didn't grow feelings for you right away. When he finally asked you out, you were ecstatic. You two dated for a few years, and fell madly in love. People jokingly referred to you as 'Mrs/Mr/Mx Sawyer'. And that would become the case when on a date, Sawyer proposed to you. And you two became engaged. Unfortunately, a few months after becoming engaged, your health problems started to get worse. Your health issues hadn't given you any problems when you first started working on the BBI. But now they were causing problems.

Harley was obviously concerned for you. You both used your paychecks to help fund your treatment. At some point in time, you two got married, and you became Mr./Mx./Mrs. Sawyer (or the spouse of Sawyer); also you two moved into an apartment together.

Your health continued to decline, and eventually you came into work less and less. Eventually, your health problems got so bad that you couldn't come into work anymore, and so you signed several more NDAs and quit. Sawyer promised that he would keep sending you money and call you every day as soon as he got the chance. His money kept you afloat and helped you get treatment.

One day, Sawyer never came home. You waited. And waited. And waited. "maybe he's just busy" you thought, and you went to bed. When you awoke, he was not beside you. You listened, and you heard no noise in your apartment. And so, you called his work phone. But he never picked up. Another day passed, and you decided to call again. But the operator insists that number never existed and is no longer in service.

So you call Dr.White, who did pick up but dodged all your questions. Frustrated, you called Pierre, nervously playing with your wedding ring. You questioned Pierre, and he tried dodging your questions. It quickly became a shouting match, and Pierre threatened your life before slamming the phone down. You were angry and heartbroken. You hadn't seen your husband in days, and your former employers, your former friends were hiding something from you.

Despite your anger, you weren't in any shape to go and investigate, so you gathered all the money you had kept stashed away + the money Sawyer had given you and decided to get some new treatment that was not part of mainstream science yet (this is the 50s/60s/70s/80s, new shit was being invented all the time). This new medication helped alleviate your symptoms. Unfortunately, your health problems were still a big issue. You eventually ran out of money, and so to keep funding the new treatment, you wrote books on anthropology and behavior.

These books brought in a small amount of money, but it was enough to keep you going for a few years, until the treatment was perfected. And your health problems were cured!

After months of physical therapy, you had finally decided to go to investigate. It had been years since your husband disappeared, but you weren't going to give up. You packed a bag full of food, water, and various other supplies just in case. You knew that Playtime Co. was abandoned by now.

You began your exploration, and unfortunately got trapped deep in the factory. There was no getting out now, and so you made yourself at home.

You hid in various areas when you needed to sleep. You did, after all, help work on the experiments; this guaranteed that you would have no toy allies. As you continued to explore, you saw recent evidence of human life (referencing the player), but you decided not to investigate. You were on your own mission. To find your husband.

You did find some tapes, but it took you a few days to run into something that could play these tapes. And that's when you learned what happened to your husband. They had turned him into one of them. You heard White and Pierre's voice on the tape. They were behind Sawyer's disappearance all along. The rage and anger you felt was indescribable.

You went back to your hiding place, and broke down in tears. Your love was probably dead at this point. And so began your journey to find a way out. After weeks of surviving, you found yourself in a hallway full of TVs. And the TVs lit up. A singular eye stared at you from each of these TVs.

You ran down the hall, scared for your life. And that's when you heard it. A familiar voice. Harley Sawyer's voice. No, you refused to believe it was him. He's dead.

As you burst through the door at the end of the hall into a lab room, you saw something that made you freeze in place. A tall robot with a TV head wearing a long, black cloak. And this robot turned around and stared at you. Your blood ran cold. So this is how you die. After all this time.

The robot reached a hand out at you, while staring at you with a single eye. And then you heard it again. Sawyer's voice, saying your name. You didn't know where it was coming from. But then you heard it again, as the robot stepped closer. It was coming from the robot.

And then it clicked. This robot was your husband. The tenseness in your body melted as tears streamed down your face. "Harley?" you said in a choked sob. You ran towards the robot and embraced him. Sawyer knelt down and embraced you back.

You two were finally together again. And so began your life living in the factory alongside the man you had married.

Happy Valentine's Day, and I hope you enjoy @star2006mcart! I had a lot of fun writing this one. Again, I'm not really good at writing fics, so I apologize if its poor quality. Credit for divider: @thecutestgrotto

[sennamaticart]

Happy Valentines! Here's more seasonal gibbons to match the ones I made previously!

[kness]

Happy Valentine’s Day 💕

[anonymouscheeses]

A very Suselle Valentines day!

[scruffydoomergirl]

Your valentine💌💋❤️

[megarax-ponyo]

❤ Happy Valentine's Day ❤

Poor Dogday, he has memories of Vietnam

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[realfullnameunavailable]

Kisses hoodie, Valentine's Day special.

MLM, pure fluff, SFW, König x GN!Reader (male-leaning)

"What... is this?"

With a slightly confused but composed expression, he asked. Gazing down at the pastel purple box adorned with small flowers and a pink bow, he noted that you had handed it to him with a satisfied yet innocent grin. It appeared quite beautiful, perhaps even too beautiful, leaving him uncertain about what it hid inside. He looked at you, then back at the box, and finally back at you with a furrowed brow.

"A surprise," you said, grinning innocently, looking up at him with eyes filled with impatience and excitement.

He grumbled something under his breath, tugging at the bow's end and watching it fall to the floor. He gripped the box a bit tighter before hesitantly lifting the lid and placing it on the table.

With slightly widened eyes, his breath hitched as he saw the white hoodie with your initials drawn on it with... kisses? "What?" König thought, looking down speechless at the sweatshirt. König tried his hardest to keep his ears from turning red, but the realization that you had made this just for him - on this holiday, of all days - made it impossible.

König had never celebrated any holiday, especially Valentine's Day, as it had never meant anything to him. He found it another regular, miserable day to endure, silently suffering among the lovey-dovey couples. He found it disgusting and was deeply jealous of the love they showed each other, since he had always felt alone, ever since his teens. His severe social anxiety, compounded by childhood bullying, didn't help; he despised every love-related holiday as he had never truly felt loved.

Until today.

You waited patiently for him to pull the hoodie from the box, your hands hidden behind your back, rocking on your toes; the grin never left your face. You took joy in König's flushed ears, knowing that no one had ever given him something so thoughtful.

König, unable to answer otherwise, grumbled a low 'ridiculous' under his breath, pulling the hoodie out from the box and placing it next to its lid on the desk. Despite his grumpy attitude, he handled the fabric with surprising delicacy as if afraid to ruin your gift. He held it as if it was the most precious thing in the world crafted with your own hands, mind, and soul. Clearing his throat and refusing to face you, he paused before mumbling a low 'You didn't have to do this,' gently rubbing his thumb across the thick, comfy fabric of the sweatshirt, eyes almost watering from the overwhelming feeling washing over his heart. No one has ever gifted him something as meaningful as this, so personal yet made just for him.

"So?" you chimed in with a low chuckle, tired of waiting for him to put it on. He stood there like a deer caught in headlights, holding the hoodie awkwardly as if he'd never held one before. "Put it on," you urged, excitement clear in your voice, eager for him to stop standing like a mannequin and pull it on already. He sighed defensively, as if you were asking for too much, but with slightly shaking hands, pulled it over his head.

He froze.

The soft, rich fabric wrapped around him like a cocoon. Its warmth settled over his body in a way that felt almost foreign, like being covered with a blanket on a cold, winter evening - safe, secure. A feeling he hadn't known since his childhood.

He was overwhelmed, yet felt so loved it almost hurt. He inhaled deeply, trying to keep his composure and failing miserably; his ears and cheeks flushed with soft redness. Swallowing hard, he finally spoke. "Thank you..." his voice was low, almost uncertain, stealing glances at you but mostly looking down at the floor, shifting awkwardly. He was so embarrassed by his behavior - a grown man like him, with an important role in the army, shouldn't melt at such soft gestures.

But it was you.

And because it was you, he couldn't stop the butterflies bubbling in the depths of his stomach and the fluttering of his heart. Especially not when your love-filled eyes stayed on him, almost teasing him for how shy he had become.

He huffed at you, both annoyed and flustered - a rare sight, considering how hard he always tried to maintain his stoic demeanor around you, serious, composed, yet never unaware of your presence. Shoving his hands into his hoodie pocket in an attempt to ground himself, his fingers brushed against something flat, wrapped in paper. His brows furrowed as he pulled it out, only to freeze.

A bar of chocolate. His favorite.

He stared at it, caught off guard, his grip tightening slightly. Another surprise. Another gesture just for him.

You couldn't help but grin at him as his face flushed a deeper crimson and awkwardly shifted, tugging at his hoodie with his free hand while still holding the chocolate bar. God, this had never happened to him before. How was he supposed to react to something so strange? This shower of affection hit harder than a bullet to the gut.

He cleared his throat, rolling his eyes and shoving the chocolate bar back into his pocket. His brows furrowed as he looked down at you, hoping to regain his composure. "I don't eat sweets, don't you know that?" he complained, yet the way he held it like dear life told otherwise. You tilted your head, smiling mischievously at him. "You know?" you started, crossing your arms and looking up at him with a puffed chest and a satisfied expression. "I've never seen you act like this; so shy," you continued, teasing him cruelly, knowing he would deny it.

"I'm not shy; I just didn't expect this... all of this," he shot back at you defensively, tightening his grip on the chocolate bar in his pocket, trying to hide from your teasing. He wasn't sure if he was trying to hide from you or himself, and he almost seemed annoyed at your comment, yet the redness creeping up his neck and ears told a different story.

Your smile widened at his tone, leaning just a little closer with a hum. "Uh-huh... understandable," you said, having the urge to just grab his face and shower him with kisses at how cute he acted. God, it was so rare yet so satisfying to see.

For a moment, König stayed quiet. He didn't grumble, didn't try to argue or get defensive again. He just... stood there, processing everything that you had said and done.

"You didn't have to go through all this trouble. You could have bought a card from the gift shop," he said softly, more to himself than to you.

Your grin softened into a smile at his quiet words, sighing and dropping your hands down. "That's unacceptable," you said back. "You deserve it."

He inhaled deeply, exhaling through his mouth as he finally looked at you, properly looked at you. His steel-blue eyes held something unreadable, something that made your chest feel tight.

"You know I don't—" he paused, shaking his head slightly before correcting himself. "No one has ever done something like this for me." His voice was low, almost hesitant opening up to you about something so personal. "It's... nice," he added quietly, unsure what to say to such a gift.

You smiled at his small words. "They should have," you began, reaching to adjust the collar of the hoodie. "And now someone finally has."

König swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as he clenched his jaw. Then, as if unable to stop himself, he gave a nod, his fingers still clinging to the chocolate bar in his pocket. "Danke..." he said, his voice almost too quiet to hear.

You chuckled, and he exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple with his free hand while gripping the chocolate bar in his pocket with the other. He looked like he was about to combust from sheer embarrassment.

"You love it, admit it," you teased, rocking on your heels.

"I tolerate it," he huffed, shoving his second hand in the pocket.

"Mhm, sure. Keep telling yourself that," he groaned, but instead of snapping back, he hesitated. "Thank you. It means... a lot."

You blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the sincerity in his tone, smiling back. "Anytime, König."

He cleared his throat. "Now stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" you said back.

"Like... this. Stop," he grumbled, his gaze drating to the side.

You smirked and stepped closer. "Happy Valentine's Day, König."

He let out a dramatic sigh, but this time, you caught the tiny ghost of a smile on his lips. Slowly, he pulled a hand from the pocket only to lift it just enough to hide the lower half of his face. "...Happy Valentine's Day."

[littelovelunette]

Valentine's Day With Them (Headcanons)

Featuring Sevika and Vi

Vi

Flowers, a damn lot of flowers. A bouquet of your favourite kind always ready for you all throughout the valentine's week

Will be anxious if you like the gifts or not because she feels like she's let so many people down in her past and she doesn't want you to be one of them

Matches outfits with you during the dates so others have the clear indication that the both of are a thing

Would propose with paper rings but it won't be uncharacteristic for her to purchase an insanely expensive ring for you on propose day too

Cuddlebear wherever you both are whether it's outside in public or within the walls of the home you both share

Gives you an in-home spa day and massages your feet for you, she'll even help you do a facial treatment

Princess treatment whether it's opening doors for you, helping you do your shoes, offering a hand whenever you stand up from a sitting position

Pulls your chair out for you whenever you both go outside to eat because she wants you to feel like royalty always

Often thinks she doesn't deserve you and you're too good for her but she won't put you through the 'effort of reassuring her'

Gets you chocolates

Sevika

Not the verbal kind when it comes to affection she has a hard time communicating because of it but you understand her

Shows you affection through her physical activities like picking you up and keeping you on her lap, caressing your hair, wrapping a protective arm around your waist, kissing you

On valentine's day she'll make you your meals for a change and buy you expensive presents, dresses and watch you throw a little fashion show for her in all the dresses and... Lingeries she'll buy for you

Gets you the generic bouquet of roses (a little begrudgingly) after Jinx tells her women appreciate flowers

Will indulge in your, otherwise silly, acts as she used to say before valentine's week just to make you feel special

When you're asleep she'll admire you and mentally beat herself up over the fact she can never bring herself to verbally say she loves you so much

Likely to propose for marriage, she's old okay? She wants to settle down if she can

Lets you rest your head on her lap as she plays with your hair

Likely won't wanna go outside during valentine's day because there's too much chaos in Zaun for her to enjoy a day with you according to her so you both end up as couch potatoes, binging your favourite television series or watch a stupid romcom

You both likely watch crime thriller together

Valentine's day won't be too special with her because she treats you nice and lovey dovey every single day anyway

She thinks it's stupid they selected a specific day to show how much someone loves the other

[st3phani3]

Day 2!! Sonadow 🫶 Days left: 30

[little-mrs-scorpion]

Little Mrs Scorpion 🦂

[sxrgripp]

will you be my valentine?

[pdujduw]

Thanks buddy

[cooloperalawyerskeleton]

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