#~Eden's Valnetine's Event

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Hi!! Could I get prompt #8 w/ Kaz Brekker?? Thx!!

(Oh and a fluff ending if possible)!!

*Prompt #*8: Trouble in Paradise ♡ 

“You and your partner spent the day before Valentine’s arguing and yelling. Will you make it up before Valentine’s is through? Or will this years Valentine be the worst yet..?”

Character: Kaz Brekker. Valentine's Event: Here

You turned over in bed, alone. Yesterday you and Kaz had argued and yelled for what felt like hours. You were just tired of Kaz not talking to you - never telling you before a mission would happen, not telling you about a mission he had earlier - heck, you found out from Jesper that Kaz had gotten badly hurt on his bad leg during a mission that you had heard nothing about. That was what had started the argument. You had always respected Kaz’s wishes, never complaining about the limited hours you had to spend with him, or judging him for the things he’d done, the blood on his hands. You kept your distance when he needed it, never complained about only being able to brush hands with him, occasionally a kiss. All you asked was that he told you before he went on a mission, in case it would be the last time you saw him alive. The argument had ended when Kaz had said that he didn’t need you, didn’t need anything to drag him down. Silence, thick like tar had enveloped the crow club after that. You both stared at each other, and while Kaz’s face remained unchanged, you could see the regret trickle into his eyes as he realised what he had said. You had simply turned on your heel and left, heading for Nina’s flat across the city. She let you stay the night - no questions asked.

It was now early morning, grey and wet, rain showering down on the pavements casting an even more miserable shadow on the morning. You left Nina’s apartment without waking her, and headed down to 2nd harbour, knowing Kaz avoided the area because of the increase amount of Stadwatch stationed there. You didn’t bother check if Inej was trailing you - Kaz was planning a big heist tomorrow, and Inej would be trailing their target for the day. At least, that’s what Jesper had told you. Kaz didn’t tell you anything anymore. Anyways, even if Inej had been trailing you, you wouldn’t be able to tell. The only time you stopped was to buy some fried potatoes for breakfast from a street vendor, the greasy warmth being your only source of heat against the blustery Kerch weather. Upon arriving at 2nd Harbour, you simply stood at the wall, watching the ships come and go from the harbour wall. You needed time to think. Was your relationship with Kaz actually working? When did things start to go wrong? He was right, you were dragging him down, holding him back. Sourly dumping the remainder of your fried potatoes in the trash can behind you, you turned and went to walk down the steps leading to the narrow strip of grey, lifeless sand beside the water, before slipping on the wet cobblestones and landing in a heap at the end of the stairs. You cursed as you unsteadily stood up, noticing a long gash up the length of your forearm. Great, you thought bitterly, just what I needed. Luckily there was few people around and no one had seen your tumble, but it was motivation enough to leave your brooding and return to Nina’s to patch yourself up.

Just as you were coming up the back entrance to Nina’s flat, you heard his voice. “Nina, if you don’t tell me, I will gut out this whole flat and throw it all in the Kerch sea - where is y/n?”. He was yelling, and sounded strange, concern laced in his voice. “Inej was suppposed to be trailing her, said she came here, but left early this morning for second harbour. By the time I got there, she was gone. Where did she go? Did she leave Ketterdam? God damn it, Nina, just tell me already!” You briefly considered leaving Kaz to wonder where you were, show him how it felt when he was gone, but you thought better of it. Pushing open the back door to the kitchen, an immediate silence enveloped the kitchen. Kaz and Nina looked at you, wide eyed. You watched his eyes travel from your eyes, to your wild, tangled hair from falling down the stairs, to the dried blood over the gash on your arm. He made an immediate start and limped over to you, gently taking your arm and inspecting the wound. “…Did someone do this?” He asked, looking at you with intense eyes. You looked back at him, anger growing from the pits of your stomach. How could he just waltz back in here and expect everything to be fine between them? You pulled your arm away harshly, saying nothing, and made your way up the stairs to Nina’s spare bedroom. As you were reaching the top, you heard Nina say “I think you really messed up this time, Kaz.”.

You sat on the edge of the bed, trying to tie the bandage around your arm with one hand and your teeth, blinking back tears of frustration. A tentative knock sounded at the door. You ignored it, turning to try get a better angle to tie the bandage around your arm. The door opened and shut, and despite having your back turned to him, you knew it was Kaz. His all too familiar cane clicked against the hardwood floor as he approached you. Both of you said nothing as he sat down beside you on the bed, your back still turned to him. After a few minutes of you still struggling with the bandage, he stood up, and knelt in front of you. You knew it must’ve been hell to kneel on his bad leg, but still, you couldn’t meet his eyes. “Please, y/n.” His hand gently took your arm again, and he gently wiped away the dried blood on your arm that you had missed in your frustration. He bandaged your arm carefully, and as he sat back up beside you, he kept a gentle hold of your arm. Carefully turning your face to look at him, he wiped away the tears that were cascading down your face and said simply, “I’m sorry.”, and for the first time in a very long time, he opened his arms and hesitated, before letting you cry onto his shoulder. He said very simply how he didn’t mean what he had said, and apologised for not communicating with you. He didn’t need a grand display of apology, you knew he meant every word of what he said .

Before long, you and Kaz had left Nina’s house and were walking arm in arm along the exchange. “I did have flowers, but they kind of got trampled on my way here.” he muttered, glancing at you. You looked at him incredulously. “I’m sorry, Kaz Brekker - ‘Dirtyhands’, ‘Bastard of the Barell’- was walking around Ketterdam with flowers? Why on earth -?” He elbowed you, looking sour. “For you, obviously. You think I enjoyed looking like a sappy moron walking around? Look, I’ll get you something else instead. How about-” He pointed at a very expensive looking diamond necklace in a shop window. “-that? We’ve broken in there before, it’s an easy job, just say the word and it’s yours.” You pulled him along, laughing. “Kaz, we both know well that I don’t need a gift as an apology. We just had an argument, that’s all”. “You don’t know what day it is? February 14th, y/n. Don’t tell me you got brain damage when you took a trip down those stairs?” You looked at him blankly, not registering the date until - “Oh! It’s Valentine’s!” You gasped, and Kaz shook his head, smiling. “Wow, Kaz, you really are terrible, fighting with your partner on Valentine’s day.” He chuckled, giving you a funny look. ”Yeah, out of all the things I’ve done in my life, that’s the most unforgivable.” “mhm! you owe me big time”.

Needless to say, after a whole evening spent with Kaz talking and playing cards, you woke up to a pretty piece of jewellery sitting on your pillow, with a note that reads “Maybe don’t wear it out for a few weeks, they’ll probably be looking for it. Lunch at Cilla’s at 12?”

A.n: Happy Valentines! I hope Kaz wasn’t too OOC, It’s been awhile since I’ve read any of the grishaverse books. Thanks for requesting!

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hi can i get ur valentines prompt #10 pls for a percy jackson x reader would love for it to be angst

Prompt #10: Forgotten ♡ (Specify Angst/fluff, please!)

“Your partner seems to have forgotten all about Valentines… or maybe, just forgotten about you.”

Character: Percy Jackson. Check out the Valentine’s event Here.

A.n: I’m sorry but I actually CANNOT write Percy like this there’s no way he’d do this. Have to add some fluff to this

You stood by the dining pavillion, waiting. You were always waiting for him. Grover stood nearby, nervously watching you from a nearby pillar. After a few moments he took a step forward “y/n, I-” And then you saw him. Walking with Annabeth, laughing without a care in the world. “It’s fine, Grover. I’ll talk to you later.” You strode away from the Pavillion, heading for the shore to cool off. All morning you had waited for Percy, after he swore the night before that he had something amazing planned for Valentine’s, and he’d come collect you from your cabin in the morning. You’d waited like a fool for him, and he hadn’t even shown up.

You had just finished your brooding when you heard them - Percy and Annabeth - laughing and joking at some incredible joke. The laughter died as soon as it reached you. “Y/n! Hey, there you are! You weren’t at dinner-” You walked up to him, seething with anger. “Fuck you, Percy Jackson. I waited all morning for you, you ignored me at dinner, you disappeared for the whole day, until I saw you with Annabeth at dinner. Are you sure you even know who your girlfriend is? It’s Valentine’s day, and you completely ditched me. It’s over, we’re through.” Annabeth let go of Percy’s arm. “What? Percy, did you seriously stand y/n up on Valentine’s day?” Percy looked between the two of you. “What? No, Valentine’s isn’t for another week, right? Right?!”

Silence stretched out between the three of you, and as you and Annabeth looked at each other, Percy desperately pleaded “Seriously, guys. Is this why when I ordered the fireworks show from the Stoll twins for next week they looked at me funny? And the cake? Oh my Gods, please tell me you’re kidding..” Annabeth sighed and put her head in her hands. “The fourteenth, Percy. Come on, that’s today. How could you get it wrong?” “I don’t know! Even Grover asked me what I had planned today, Gods, I thought he wanted a favour or something.” Percy turned to you. “Y/n, I’m so sorry. Seriously. I swear I didn’t forget, I just mixed up the dates. I was practicing sparring this morning, too, and I just didn’t feel time pass. I promise I’ll make it up to you. Please don’t break up with me?” You laughed through tears as he pulled you into a hug. “mmkay. Sorry for shouting at you.” “That’s okay, I deserved it. I do have an idea though. How would you like to go to that-” He pointed at a picturesque Island far from the shoreline “-and have a picnic with yours truly? You haven’t had any dinner, and I’m sure I can get some dessert somewhere.” You both agreed to meet back at the same spot in 20 Minutes, and after that, spent a beautiful evening together, with plans to celebrate a ‘future Valentine’s’ in a weeks time.

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Hi! Could I request Levi Ackerman with prompt #3, please? Thank you!

Prompt #3: Love Language ♡

“What’s your partners Love Language?How does it change throughout your relationship?”

Character: Levi Ackerman. Check out the Valentine's event Here

A.n: Hope you don’t mind that this is in headcannon format! I meant to mention it in the prompt but I forgot, sorry!!

⇒ 100% acts of service

⇒ And I feel like gift giving too? But in a subtle way

⇒ He’s not really the type of guy to cuddle or be very flirty, but on bad days he’ll often come home and just lay in your arms for awhile

⇒ It’s the one place where he actually feels safe

⇒ But anyways, back to his love languages - he’s constantly doing things to make your life easier

⇒ From cleaning your house while your at work, to doing the grocery shopping, to buying you things you need, you rarely ever need to worry about things that you need to do (other than work related things), because Levi will have done it for you

⇒ He is also very big on gift giving - say you mention that a singer you like is performing nearby, that evening Levi will text you something like “Make sure you aren’t doing anything on X day” “Why?” “We’re going to that concert you mentioned” “WHAT??”

⇒ Speaking of texting, he’s definitely a very formal texts, and he takes a while to type out his messages.

⇒ I’m talking full punctuation, full stops, everything

�� He also tends to get you smaller things, like everytime he goes out, he’ll grab you something small

⇒ Whether that’s a coffee, a pastry, or takeout, he never comes back empty handed

⇒ Even if you fight, he’ll always bring you something and leave it on the kitchen counter.

⇒ + if he sees anything in a shop that reminds you of him or something he thinks you’d like - he’s buying it straight away.

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Hi!! I saw that you were doing a Valentine's special event and I was wondering if you could write something with Levi with prompt #2Jerk

I feel like it has so much potential, like, if Levi and reader were roommates and Levi was just so over that stupid ex that ditched reader. I'm gonna leave it up to you, though. Thanks and Happy Valentine's day! 💗

Prompt #2: Jerk ♡

“’What kinda Jerk breaks up with their partner on Valentine’s?’ It seems your friend has some very vocal opinions on your partner ex. Maybe they could treat you better…”

Character: Levi Ackerman. See Valentine's Event: HERE

warning: Not proof read. Lmk if parts dont make sense, I can rewrite them

You softly closed the door to your shared apartment, trying to make as little noise as possible. Your roommate, Levi, had two of his friends over, Erwin and Hange, and not only did you not want to disturb them, but you didn’t want them to see you like this, mascara tear trails cascading down your face, eyes red and puffy from crying in your car for the last hour. You also didn’t want to answer any questions about why your valentine’s date with your boyfriend had ended so quickly. Sneaking quietly to your room, you had just put your hand on the door knob when- “Ah, hello y/n! My, you’re home early! How was your date?” You kept your back to Hange, nodding slightly and saying in a thick voice that it was good, but you’re not feeling so well so you ended it early. “I think I’ll go lie down for a bit, but it was nice seeing you, Hange” “Well if you need anything just - ”

You felt bad for shutting the door on them mid sentence, but you just can’t deal with keeping up pleasantries and acting nice when what you really want to do is scream and cry and punch everything and everyone. You walked over to your vanity, staring at your blotchy reflection, and began to wipe away the mascara trails, the makeup you had spent hours on, the determination to look pretty for him - that’s what he was always complaining about, how you didn’t present yourself like other girls, how sloppy your appearance was even when you spent hours and hours choosing outfits, doing your hair, all for him. Maybe it was for the better. You knew lots of your friends didn’t like him very much, but he loved you. At least, you thought he did. You sat at your vanity, staring at your reflection as if willing it to change. A knock sounded at the door. “Y/n? Can I come in?” A few seconds silence passed as you opened your mouth to reply, but no sound came out. “Okay, I’m coming in.”

You and Levi stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. He sat down on the armchair across from the vanity, and you followed his reflection in the square glass mirror. “What happened? Did that Jerk of a boyfriend of yours do something?” You sighed and put your head in your hands. “Don’t worry about-” “I can’t hear you, stop mumbling.” You stood up angrily and yelled at him, “I said don’t worry about it, and if you don’t mind, I’d like some peace and quiet!”. Watching his expression in the mirror, you immediately felt regret. You sat back down on the stool, putting your head in your hands. “I’m sorry, Levi, I’m just a bit- I don’t even know. Miserable, I suppose.”

“Tch.” Levi stood up and walked over to you, grabbing your arm. “Let’s go.” He guided you to the kitchen, gesturing at you to sit on one of the stools at the pristine kitchen counter. He turned to you, simply saying “Talk.” as he busied himself brewing two cups of tea. So you did. You told him all about how your boyfriend had sat you in his car, after you gave him the gifts that you had spent hours making, the gift that you had worked tirelessly to save for, and told you that there was another woman. “’A better woman, someone who can actually talk for themself, and takes care of their appearance’, apparently.” Levi placed a cup of steaming tea in front of you. “Bullshit. You can talk for yourself just fine, and your appearance is radiant, even when you’re bawling your eyes out over some jerk. I mean seriously, who breaks up with someone like you on Valentine’s day?” You gave him a small smile. “Thanks, Levi. I just can’t believe that he really broke up with me. And he admitted that he was seeing other women while we were dating, too. I really should’ve listened to you guys. I mean, even Armin didn’t like him!”

Levi sipped his tea. “He never treated you right, y/n. Everyone could see that. I hope you took back that gift you gave him. You spent hours working for it.” You grinned. “Yeah, it’s in my car. Hey, later can you help me with some of his stuff that he left here? Connie and Jean’s place has a firepit, right?” “Yeah. We can bring it over later on, but first-” He stood up. “You still have a Valentine’s day to celebrate.” “What? Levi, I just broke up with my boyfriend. How can I celebrate Valentine’s alone?” He typed something on his phone, before looking up at you. “What am I, a kitchen stool? We’ll celebrate it together, my treat. God knows you deserve it after being with that jerk for so long.” He held up his phone. “Niccolo managed to get us a spot for this evening at this restuarant, but we still have a few hours to kill. How about a movie?” You looked at him, utterly in shock. “…really?” He hummed, scrolling through his phone. ”They’ve got The Notebook, Marley and Me… anything bearable…? …ah, here we go. They have a special screening of one of those Studio Ghibli movies you like. What about that…? Y/n, are you okay?” You had started to tear up, watching Levi put more effort into a day out than your ex-boyfriend ever had, in just a few minutes. “Yeah. yeah, that sounds perfect, Levi. Thank you so much, seriously.” “Don’t mention it. You deserve way more than just a movie and dinner, anyways. Let me just tell Erwin and Hange to lock up after they leave and we can head out. The next screening is in half an hour, so we can get boba beforehand, if you’d like.”

As he walked away, you quickly washed your face and grabbed your bag, feeling more excitement than you had felt in a long, long time. “You ready?” “Oh, don’t you want me to put on some make up or something?” He looked at you strange. “Of course not. You look great.” you said nothing for a moment, temporarily in shock. Your ex had always expected you to look pristine whenever you went out, he refused to bring you out if you didn’t. “Oh. Okay! I’m ready, then.” Levi looked at you, and smiled. “Great. Let’s go, then.” Holding the door open for you, the two of you left the apartment block, and headed out for the best Valentine’s day you had ever had in a long time.

A.n. STOP I LOVED WRITING THIS SM, TYSM FOR REQUESTING IT! If you want me to do a part two, where maybe they run into y/n's ex, then lmk bc i would love an excuse to write it.

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Hey❤️ Can I get Hobie Brown with prompt #5 from the Valentine event please?

Prompt #5: Jealousy, Jealousy ♡

“After receiving a few anonymous Valentine’s, it doesn’t seem like your partner’s too happy about it…”

Character: Hobie Brown Check out the Valentine’s Event Here.

You walked down the school corridor, your bag swinging from Hobie’s arm as he followed you to your locker. “I know, Hobie, but you can’t deny that it’s pretty risky. And painful, too. I don’t like seeing you glitch like that when we go to other places. I’m fine just going out somewhere here. Or staying in, watching a movie, whatever.” “I know, princess-” “Don’t call me that, Hobie.” ”Sorry, love. I don’t like seeing you glitch either, but you sure you don’t wanna visit Paris?” He leaned against the locker beside yours, looking down at you as you put in the combination to open yours. “We could anywhere, I dunno, Japan, Thailand, Australia - litterally anywhere. And please don’t say that you wanna go to Edinburgh again. Swear, I still haven’t gotten over that cold- Hang on, now, what’s all this?”

As you opened your locker, a number of red and pink cards fell out onto to the floor. Hobie picked one up. “’To y/n, I’ve never met anyone quite like you. Be my Valentine?’ signed by V. Who’s V?” He picked up a stack of them, rifling through the names. “Ah, this ones from your friend, okay… ‘Guess who’, ‘O’, ‘P’, ‘B’, ‘W’…. Babes, the whole alphabet is sending you Valentine’s. Doesn’t anyone know that I’m your boyfriend?” You chuckled, taking the cards off him, and slotting them neatly in your locker. “I guess not. I mean, we rarely hang out in school. Yeah, you walk me to classes and to and from school, but, I don’t know, we aren’t really that couple-y here, y’know? Open, please.” Hobie was silent as he unzipped your bag for you to put the selection of books from your locker into it.

“You okay, love? Don’t worry, you haven’t got any competition. My eyes are on you and you only, mi amor.”You smiled at him as you began to walk down the hallway. Hobie gave you an uncertain grin in return. You stopped walking, and grabbed his arm. “This is really bothering you, isn’t it?” You stood on your toes, leaning up to plant a kiss on his cheek. “Hobie. I don’t really care about those Valentine’s cards. The only one I care about is the one you gave me. That’s it.” “I know, love. I just… I feel guilty that these people didn’t even know you have a boyfriend, y’know? I feel like I’m not doing enough for you, or something.” You looked at him incredulously. “Hobie, you created a replica of a super hi-tech Universe jumper just so I could go see Paris. If you want to be more affectionate in public, I won’t complain, but you really don’t need to. I know you love me, I don’t care what anyone else wants to think.” Arriving at your classroom, he nodded, before sweeping you into a hug, and then a long kiss. Somebody coughed “Um, could you guys break it up? I’m trying to get to English.” Bright red, you immediately moved out of the way, apologising to the few people that you had blocked from entering the classroom. Hobie, on the other hand, looked rather pleased with himself. “Right then, love, I’ll see you at Lunch. Happy Valentine’s, or whatever.” You watched him as he grinned and made his way down the hallway entering a class a few doors down, before waving your hands in front of your face to cool it down and entering your classroom.

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hello! i hope you're doing well. for your Valentine's event, may I request nikolai lantsov with prompt #4? have a great day!

Prompt #4: Proposal ♡

“It seems like someone has a very important question to ask… and what better time to do it but on Valentine’s night?”

Character: Nikolai Lantsov. See Valentine's Event: HERE

You stood at the edge of the lake, watching the purple glow of dusk slowly swallowing the last of the early February sunshine. It had been thirteen months since Alina Starkov had left the Little Palace, and despite her offering for you to join her and Mal, you had remained by Nikolai’s side in Os Alta. Recently you’ve found yourself taking the long winding path through the trees to the Little Palace, reminiscing about the days you would spend together at the lake, chatting and feasting on blini or pelmeni stolen from the kitchen. A hand snuck around your waist. “I thought I’d find you here.” You smiled and sunk into Nikolai’s warm embrace, not realising the cold that had crept up on you. “I get that the Grand Palace is ugly on the outside and all that, but really, y/n, you’ll catch a chill if you keep coming down here without warm clothes” he said as he fussed over you, pulling a heavy velvet cloak around you. Once satisfied that you were warm, he turned his attention to the lake. The silence stretched between you two until Nikolai softly said ”You know we can visit them, right? Keramzin isn’t too far away. We could stay a few nights, bring some gifts, maybe. Or maybe they could come visit us, either.” You chuckled at that part. “I think Alina’s had enough of the palaces by now. Besides, isn’t it too risky for them to come here? They are supposedly dead, you know. And I think that people might start to get suspicious if the King of Ravka and his entourage start to regularly visit an orphange.” he hummed in agreement, tilting his head. “It’s okay, Nikolai. We did just see them, what, two months ago? I’m just being nostalgic, that’s all. Let’s head back to the Palace, It’s cold.” He took your arm in his, a look of feigned pain on his face. “Funny how you always seem to want to go back whenever I join you. Unrequited love is a terrible, terrible thing. Am’st I doomed to be alone forever-?” You let go of his arm and strode ahead of him, in no mood to put up with his antics. “Y/n, wait! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, let’s go warm up, please?”

A few hours later, whilst Nikolai was in some meeting, you found yourself in the concert hall. Empty, as always, but with a beautiful, sleek, black grand piano in the centre of the stage. Your footsteps echo, magnifying your pathway to the stage, announcing your presence as you pull out the piano stool, and as you played, you thought about how you had gotten here. Going from a high ranking army officer, experienced in intense and gruesome warfare, fighting alongside friends and seeing horrors unlike any other, to sitting here now, in a sleek and comfortable kefta, playing piano, and living in a palace. Of course, you were still a very active member of the army, and while politics held a greater position in your life than it had previously, you still had many army duties, one including tuition at the little palace. But recently, no doubt accredited to Nikolai, you had a lot of free time. “Mandatory resting periods for those involved in the war”, as he called it. And, not to mention, the whole country’s eye on you and Nikolai after a stablehand had leaked information about yours and Nikolai’s relationship. At this point, you were simply waiting for the day where acquiring a Ravkan Queen, a wife for Nikolai, was simply unavoidable, and the relationship was cut off. It made you sick to the depths of your very being, but you were determined to enjoy it while it lasted. It’s something that had always hung over the two of you, and at the beginning of your courtship you had discussed it in great detail, and you were adamant on the fact that when the time came for Nikolai to choose a wife, they would simply forget their relationship and move on with their lives. But it was getting increasingly difficult for both of you. You’d noticed that Nikolai had been closer to you recently, constantly there whenever you both had free time, or, pestering you at work, egging you on to leave work to go read with him in the library or take a walk around the palace grounds. And you had felt closer to him too, saving snippets of poetry for him in books you read, playing melodies for him on piano. These small, intimate moments meant everything to you, especially knowing that Nikolai had very little time left to spend with you before he was married off to some stranger.

Leaving the concert hall and heading back to your chambers, you heard voices in the hallway ahead of you - Nikolai and Zoya. “I just- I don’t know how to tell her, Zoya. How can I ask her-?” he sighed audibly, running a hand through his hair. He turned, and locked eyes on you. “Oh- Y/n!” The marble floor seemed to grow colder through your shoes as Zoya looked at him meaningfully. “I think you and Nikolai ought to take a quick walk around the Palace, Y/n. I’ll see you in the morning, your Majesty. Good night.”. As Zoya’s footsteps echoed down the hallway, you felt your heart fall to your stomach. This was it. Nikolai was going to tell you he had found a suitable bride and that it was no longer possible for this relationship to continue. You swallowed, and smiled at Nikolai, not wanting to draw this out any longer. “Shall we?”

You and Nikolai walked side by side through the moonlit gardens in utter silence, until finally, stopping at the glaringly white marble statue of some old king, you stopped. “Nikolai, I know what’s happening.” You whispered, turning your head away from him. “You do? Y/n, I-” You shook your head. “Don’t. I undertsand, Nikolai. You need to do what’s best for your country, I’ve always loved that about you. Just…before we part ways, I need to ask you for one last thing - and then I’ll be gone by morning, your majesty.” You turned to face him, a single tear betraying your determination to not cry, only to find Nikolai on one knee, a look of utter bewilderness on his face. You mirrored the look, not knowing what he was doing. “…why are you on the ground? Nikolai, you’ll ruin your clothes, and it’s far too cold to be-” You sniffled. “Y/n. Please let me talk. I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about, but you can’t leave now - and what’s this about us parting ways? I think you really misunderstood what I’m asking you.” Nikolai cleared his throat, suddenly looking nervous. “I… I know that our relationship hasn’t been under the best circumstances - first as Sturmhond, when I quite litterally held you captive on a boat for the state enemy and yet you fell for me, Saints knows how, and then when I proposed marriage to Alina… and now, having to keep our relationship secret…” He took a deep breath. “I know it’s been impossibly unfair on you. But please, y/n. Allow me this selfish idea - at least consider it - because I mean it when I say that you are my everything. You thrive in politics, the people love you, you have given incredible service to Ravka, you’ve fought wars - been through hell and back for this country, your beauty is unmatched even by the primal, eldest saints of the land - the sun and moon themselves are outshone by your radiance. When I imagine the ideal Queen for this country, the only person I can see fitting the role is you. Y/n L/n, would you allow me the honour of being your husband? Will you marry me?” In a complete and utter state of shock, you took a step back, incrediously shaking your head. “Me? But- but Grisha can’t- I have no title, no links to nobility - I’m an orphan from Keramzin! What will you get from marrying me?” Nikolai remained on one knee, looking directly at you. “What would I get from marrying the love of my life? Saints, y/n, I would get happiness. I would be able to go to sleep in the arms of the person I love, be able to count on her unwavering support that she’s shown me since day one, be able to wake up every morning and know that whatever happens today, I have the most incredible person by my side. I would be able to feel safety in my role as King, with an incredibly capable Queen by my side, beloved of the people and the crown itself, and know that I will not have to spend my life yearning for the woman I sent away so that I could marry for political values, as she would be in her rightful place by my side. I would do anything for you, y/n. But I just can’t bear the thought of you leaving me.”

At this point, your vision was blurry with tears, but you felt Nikolai take your hand. “Well, my love? What do you say?” You felt the tension in his gentle hold of your hand. “If you’re sure about this… then yes. I do. I will gladly marry you, Nikolai.” He beamed at you, standing up and wrapping you in his familiar, warm embrace. As he wiped the tears from your eyes, you giggled. “So does this mean that I get to call you Nikolai even when referring to you?” “You could always do that, my love.” “Yeah, but, if I did, I’d get funny looks. Oooh, can I give you nicknames now, too? How about Niko? LaiLai? Kolai? E-Kolai?” You gasped suddenly, startling Nikolai. “Oh, I have to tell Alina and Mal!” He smiled, then hummed thoughtfully. “Yeah, We’ll have to make a public address too. Then decide on the length of the engagement, do a tour, loads of boring court stuff - but it shouldn’t be too bad with you by my side. Now come along, it really is quite cold. How about we have a glass of brandy’s to celebrate? The one the Kerch ambassador sent awhile ago has been calling my name, but I simply hadn’t a good enough reason to break it out…”

A.n: Y’all the amount of Nikolai Requests I have in my inbox is INSANE. ALSO WHEN I WAS WRITING THIS I MIXED UP MAL AND MATHIAS?? so glad that I realised cause wtf. also I had to break up the last paragraph bc apparently tumblr has a limit of words u can have in one text block?? anyways. thanks for requesting, I hope you enjoyed <3

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may i have armin arlert + valentine prompt #3 pwease?

Prompt #3: Love Language ♡

“What’s your partners Love Language? How does it change throughout your relationship?”

Character: Armin Arlert **Check out the Valentine’s Event Here.

A.n: Hope you don’t mind that this is in headcannon format! I meant to mention it in the prompt but I forgot, sorry!

⇒ His main way of showing his love is definitely through words of affirmation

⇒ Constantly telling you that you look beautiful, how much he loves you, how much he appreciates you

⇒ And when I say that he will do anything for you. I mean ANYTHING.

⇒ Like it ranges from cleaning your kitchen and collecting laundry from the laundromat, to reading the whole Percy Jackson series in a week because you wanted to watch the series with him, or learning your native language, if you have one, to communicate with you better/to communicate with your family better. He’d do anything for you

⇒ He can be quite insecure about himself and if he’s really the best that you deserve

⇒ And at these times he either distances himself from you, or is really close to you. There’s no inbetween.

⇒ Speaking of, when you’re near him he usually has like one arm placed around your shoulder, or a hand on your leg or arm, or just interlocked pinky fingers when you’re walking together.

⇒ He constantly is trying to make sure you're okay too, but he knows when to step back and give you distance, too.

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could you do number 2 with nikolai lantsov for the valentines day event? thanks!

Prompt #2: Jerk ♡

“’What kinda Jerk breaks up with their partner on Valentine’s?’ It seems your friend has some very vocal opinions on your partner ex. Maybe they could treat you better…”

Character: Nikolai Lantsov **Check out the Valentine’s Event Here.

I just need to keep busy, You thought as you strode through the spacious hallways of the grand palace. Need to keep my mind off him. Your stride was interupted by colliding with none other than the king of Ravka, and a close friend of yours, Nikolai Lantsov. “Nikolai! Er- I mean, Your majesty! Sorry, my mind is all over the place, I didn’t see you, are you alright?” He laughed and stood up, brushing the dirt off of his jacket. “I should be asking you that. What are you doing here? Didn’t you take the day off specifically to spend time with that boyfriend of yours? I remember you putting in your request months ago.” You avoided his gaze. “Um, yeah, I did. I was just, uh, collecting documents. I really ought to go, Zoya will be waiting for me.” “Y/n.” Nikolai grabbed your arm. “Are you sure you’re alright? Zoya isn’t even here today. Just because I’m king now, doesn’t mean you cant confide in me. I’m still your friend, above anything.” You simply nodded, blinking the tears out of your eyes. “We broke up. He found someone else, said that the war changed me. I’ve changed too much.”

Nikolai opened his arms, and without hesitation, you stepped forward, allowing yourself to be engulfed in his warm embrace. “He didn’t deserve you, y/n. I’m certain of it. Even his behaviour toward you while you were on duty, you deserved better than that sleazy and pathetic excuse of affection.” You sniffled against him, and he suddenly let go, holding your arms. “I know what’ll cheer you up. I’m free for the rest of the evening, how about we do something together? Like old times? I could ask the kitchen to prepare a picnic, or we could go horseback riding, prehaps?” You smiled at him. “Really, Nikolai? Are you sure that you’re not just looking for an excuse to get put of doing work?” He gasped jokingly, clutching his heart. “I’m wounded, how could you accuse me of such a thing? I am simply doing a good deed for my good friend here, that’s all. Though if I must admit, I would really love a break from all this ‘finding a bride’ talk. I don’t wish to marry for political reasons. I want to find someone who I actually love, not just…” He paused, looking conflicted. “Well, anyways. What shall it be? Picnic at the lake? Then some horse back riding? There’s a wonderful spot up by the forest, really incredible…” walking arm in arm, the two of you discussed what plans you would do for the rest of the evening as you headed for the kitchens to prepare a picnic basket.

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hii can i get nikolai lantsov with prompt 2 or 5 please? thank you sm <3

Prompt #5: Jealousy, Jealousy ♡

“After receiving a few anonymous Valentine’s, it doesn’t seem like your partner’s too happy about it…”

Character: Nikolai Lantsov **Check out the Valentine’s Event Here.

A.n: Thank you for requesting! Someone else requested prompt #2, you can read that here. I hope you enjoy!

It was a quiet day at the palace. You were lounging in your study, reading over some official documents and daydreaming about what surprise Nikolai had planned for Valentine’s day, when suddenly - “Y/n!” Nikolai burst into the room, brandishing a thick stack of crumpled letters. “Look at this! It’s outrageous!” You sat up straight, slightly startled. Nikolai sat down beside you, holding out the letters, gesturing for you to open them. “’To her majesty, Queen y/n,’” you read aloud. “’The sun pales in comparison to your ethereal beauty. May your feast of Sankt Valentine be blessed with joy and love.’ Oh, that’s lovely… I wonder who sent it?” Nikolai looked at you incredulously. “Okay, open the next one, then.” You hummed as you struggled with the thick wax seal. Nikolai passed you the letter opener that sat on your desk without a word. “Thank you, my love- why are you acting so strange?” “I am acting perfectly normal. Please read your letters.”

You huffed, and unfolded the card. “’Dear y/n l/n. Sankt Valentine has truly blessed us with such a wonderful person as yourself. I would be honoured to be your valentine. -F’ Are all of these Valentine’s cards, Nikolai-?” “Yes! All of these people are sending you mass amounts of cards - flowers and chocolates too!” You smiled, touched by the generosity of your people “Really? How kind of them.” Nikolai stood up in frustration, wringing his hands in exasparation. “No, not kind! You’re my wife! Not theirs! Why are all these people sending an openly married woman Valentines?” He sat down again, his head in his hands, and sighed dramatically. You placed a gentle hand on his back. “My love, tell me you’re not jealous of these people? I expect that they’re simply sending these out of obligation - after all, it is my first Valentine’s as Queen.” Nikolai shook his head, stilling hiding his head in his hands. “No, some of them are really very poetic. And from Noblemen too!” “ Nikolai Lantsov, did you read my Mail?” He looked up at you now, desperately shaking his head. “I was worried! You were getting so many letters, and many from noble families…. and then you were out all morning, and I couldn’t find you to ask, so I had to take matters into my own hands.”

You kissed his cheek. “You don’t need to worry, my love. You are the only one that I have eyes for. And plus, now we have our decor for the festival next week, and we get to enjoy all those chocolates, too.” He smiled and leaned into your embrace, before picking up the official document that you were reading before he had come in and making a face. “Oh, this reminds me, I ought to go send off those documents to Kerch.” He gave you a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll see you in about an hour, okay? And make sure you’re ready for later this evening, I have something great planned. Talk to you soon, my love.”

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Valentine's Event - Current Requests

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#8 Kaz Brekker - Completed!

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Guys pls stop requesting Nikolai Lantsov I love him but theres sm rq for him lmao

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may i request number 5 with nikolai for the valentines day event, pretty please?? thank you <3

Thank you so much for requesting! Somebody had already requested this prompt with this character, you can check it out Here. I hope you enjoy! <3

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Hello!! I just wanted to let you all know, as it is officially Valentine's day in my country, I will no longer be taking requests for my Valentine's Day Event. Over the course of today, and the rest of this week, the last of the requests will be posted. Tomorrows schedule is as follows (not including the evening):

14/02

One post at 9am

One post at 11am

Two posts at 2pm

Also, Please note that the remaining fics will be generally shorter than the ones posted at the minute, with a few exceptions. This is beacuse I have 30+ Fics to write, all of which takes at least 45-60mins to write! Not including editing, and I have a very busy week at the minute, too. Thank you for understanding!! <3