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leftsidebonfire · 3 months
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heya katie, hope youve had a good day so far! If you arent being too flooded with requests with your valentines event, could i request for Sanji, a mall date, with a female! s/o? Thank uu!
Very sweet!! You're actually my first request for the Valentine's Day event!! 🥰
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For a Mall date with Sanji, I just know he would take you to all the stores you could ever want, buying you some pretty outfits to wear, and taking you back to make a sweet dessert just for you 💕🥰
And your silly Valentine's Icon!
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Thank you!! Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you like it! 🥰
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rosietrace · 3 months
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『 2024 』— Rosietrace Valentine's Event
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Hi hi! My name is Rosie, and welcome to the 「 2024 Valentine's Event ❣」 !
This event is a follow-up to my previous Event back in 2023, which you can find 『 here 』 !
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|| 『 List of Written Works 』 ||
↳ Separated into two categories
|| 「 ♡ 」 — Requested Works! ||
'C'est ça l'amour (RoyWen || @/starry-night-rose)
Sweetness (MelToria || @/twsted-princess)
Warmth and Nostalgia (PrimPorter || @/starry-night-rose)
A Visitor (NovelliHault || @/valse-a-mille-temps)
Snowed in (EkoAnn || @/fumikoyasaki)
Falling for me again? (KereDavis || @/terrovaniadorm)
↳ Part Two: Midnight Picnic (Nororia)
|| 「 ♥︎ ︎」 — Non-requested Works! ||
[ BIRTHDAY SPECIAL ] Favoritism?... No!.. (Harlity || @/mystery-skulls-ghost)
Stars around my Scars (Nororia || @/terrovaniadorm)
Seeing Her (Platonic! Yuuvia || @/jasdiary)
Jealous Girl (MitchMilla || @/authoruio)
A moment of Peace (Nororia || @/terrovaniadorm)
String of Fate (One-sided! MelToria || @/twsted-princess)
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|| Ask Games that will be used for the Event ||
↳ Specify which ask game you are referring to, so I can avoid confusion 💀
Love is in the Air!
Accidental Affection!
Subtle Love!
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|| 『 Rules!! 』 ||
↳ 「 Request via Asks, Tumblr DMs, or on my Discord “Rosietrace 🌹 ” 」
【 The Event lasts from February 14th until March 14th, aka ‘White Day’ 】
° What I will write °
Fluff, Angst, Hurt Comfort (Specify if you want a happy ending or not)
Oneshots/Scenarios
Headcanons (Relationship, date ideas, etc.)
Songfics
Matchmaking (Discussing ideas for new ships)
Oc interactions (Platonic and Romantic)
Oc x Oc
Oc x Canon
AU writings
Specific requested works based on prompts
Self indulgent works (Aka works that I will write simply because I want to)
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° What I will not write °
↳ This list may be updated over the course of the Event
Anything NSFW
NSFW content involving minor ocs
Graphic written descriptions of violence
Ship dynamics w/ large age gaps
*ncest/St*pcest
Proships. No.
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『 Valentine's Event Taglist 』
(TBA)
↳ [ Join the Taglist by reblogging with “#[2024] rosie valentines day ❣️” ]
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wonderful-emoji · 1 year
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thelost-in-time · 1 year
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hii may i ask for a valentines special? i would love a letter from mammon and leave it up to you for surprises! i really like fluff though
Hi! Of course you can! One letter from the Great Mammon coming your way! And we have lots of fluff ready for you.
The event
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You've got a letter!
Sender: The Great Mammoney
Hey hey hey!
I betcha yer was waitin' for the one and only Mammon to send ya a letter weren't ya?
Well, it's yer lucky day!
Today I, The Great Mammon, will take ya out for the greatest time of yer life!
In all honesty, I love ya.
I love ya more than I love money, or any other riches.
I may be the avatar of greed, but I'm greedy for yer love an' affection more than anything else.
Just don't tell my brothers or anyone else.
If they know how soft I am for ya, they're gonna make fun of me forever, and I'll never hear the end of it...
Remember that necklace ya saw in my room that ya liked?
I've included that as a gift for ya. I wasn't gonna wear it, so I thought it'd make ya happy.
Wanna go shopping with me later? I've been savin' up fer a while in order to spoil ya especially for today.
Choose anything yer heart desires. Yer worth more than any grimm.
Or we can sneak out of Lord Diavolo's Valentine's party later when my brothers are there.
We can sneak back home and have the place all to ourselves without anyone barging in, then have a date night here.
Or, even better, ya can come over to my room, and we can make plans together? How's that sound?
I look forward to yer response, and hopefully seeing ya.
Oh, and did I say I love ya? Well I'm sayin' it again. I love ya.
Don't keep the great Mammon waitin' too long!
Signed, The one and only Great Mammon
P.s: Let me know what colour yer outfit will be. I wanna match with ya.
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Likes and Reblogs are welcome
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neohumanmonster · 3 months
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Valentine's Event
Hello Sweet Home fandom! I'm a bit late to put out the prompts for our Love Sick Valentine's Event, my apologies. The event will take place between the 12th and 18th of February. You will be given 7 Romance Tropes. There is no particular order and I will be reblogging art or fic even after the 18th February. Each trope has a link to fanlore to explain the trope itself, in case anyone is unsure.
The 7 Romance Tropes are as followed:
Pining
Meet Cute
Bed Sharing
Soulmate Marks
Locked in a Room
Enemies to Lovers
Fake/Pretend Relationship
You can create art (drawing, edit, moodboard, gifset) or write any kind of fic (ficlet, one-shot, multi-chapter fic) or both. No rules besides that you please tag me like so: @neohumanmonster in your post and make it clear which prompt you used, so I can reblog your creation with the correct prompt-tag! Any ships are welcome and so are platonic stories.
Happy creating! 💘
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uravitypng · 3 months
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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓
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this is an event that's late by two days but i've been kind of busy! ♡ i've done valentine's day events previous years and i had to do another one for this year too.
in this event: you will... - you send me a description of yourself. (personality, likes, dislikes, hobbies, etc) - you send me your favourite character (from either hq, bnha, jjk, bsd, demon slayer or blue lock) (if your very familiar with my content you know i specialise in hq, bnha and bsd more) in return... - i give you headcanons about you and your chosen fav - also including a trope that fits your relationship, for example you might be friends with benefits and i'll give you headcanons about the two of you
i hope you all had a lovely valentine's day! love you all! and i hope you enjoy taking part in this event!♡
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ginevrapng · 3 months
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HI!
I'm 20 and a tarus, with a love for art, I wear glasses because my eyesight is poorer than me, I enjoy reading romance and watching tv, oh and I love cats
Between Fred and George because I love them both but George has been in my head a lot lately.
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄…
are friends turned couple!
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- you had been friends for years until the war and george lost his ear. the worry you felt when you watched him laying on the sofa with blood pouring out his ear made you both realise that you couldn't keep your feelings in any longer, who knows what could happen tomorrow. (everyone lives though <3) - you first met george in a typical meet cute situation that most people would roll their eyes at. you dropped your books as george ran into you after he was trying to get away from filch. he helped you pick up your books and you became friends. maybe more acquaintances but you knew each other and said hi in the corridors. when he left hogwarts early you missed his presence greatly but you were able to connect again as you brought out flourish and blotts from the previous owners and became the new owner and manager. - you became even closer after both leaving hogwarts and then even closer after you both joined the order. - after the war was won you and george started living together. -every other weekend you would visit the burrow for dinner. - when you closed the shop early and george would be working late you pop in and see if they need a hand at the till. - whenever george is working on a new invention he'll show you, because his pranks are a type of art to you, especially the new charms and intricate products. - george thinks you look super cute in glasses, like super cute! - george brought you a fluffy pair of cat socks to wear around the house and you wear them all the time. you also have a cushion and blanket that's a cat that george brought. - speaking of cats you were able to wear him down to agree to getting a cat. you're trying to get him to agree on getting another one. - george will steal your romance books and memorise the lines of the love interests before telling them to you and teasing you about it. your boyfriend is repeating lines from the books you cherish most and he's such a dork when he does it. he likes doing it to tease you and to also see your reaction as you tell him to knock it off while you're trying not to show how flustered you are. obviously george can see through this and pulls you in to kiss you while smirking at your reaction.
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i hope you like this<3
valentine's event
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afra-blueraz · 1 year
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Shuyui Valentine's date
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Artist [ Afra-Raz ]
Admin's note : Shuyui is one of my favorite ships . So I draw them together for Valentine. I hope you like it .
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Before you, I tried not to get close to anyone because I was afraid that something would happen to those I love and I would lose them.
Before you, I had lost the meaning of life. I did not know what happiness means. I didn't know what life meant and I didn't even know what love meant.
But I have you now. Every time I hold you in my arms, I realize how lucky I am that you came into my life. How lucky I am to have you and you taught me the meaning of love again.
Yui I love you
Thank you for giving me this love.
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boundlesshousamo · 3 months
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Ryota's flirting game is still on point
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mamamittens · 4 months
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Doing some work shopping for a valentine's day event so here's a poll to see where the interest lies!
No promises on what will be the final event.
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stancyevents · 1 year
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Valentine’s Day is coming up which means...let’s have another stancy fandom event! 🥰 This event is open to anyone who wants to participate and you can make whatever you want to contribute (fic, gifs, video edit, picspam, playlist...to name a few ideas!). It will go on for 3 days and you can choose from 3 prompts listed for each day: a color, a one word prompt and/or a scenario prompt. You do not have to use all 3. You can if you want or just do 2 or only 1! We will use the tag #stancy valentines to find & reblog posts! There will also be an ao3 collection made & shared when it’s time to start posting. Have fun and feel free to reply or message with any questions! 
Sunday, February 12: purple|hug|“Here. They’re your favorite right?” Monday, February 13: pink|kiss|“Why? Because I’m in love with you, that’s why!” Tuesday, February 14: red|love|“This isn’t how I pictured our first Valentine’s Day.” 
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leftsidebonfire · 3 months
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HI MY LOVELY !!! 💖💖💖🎊🎊🎊 I hope you're having a FABULOUS day so far 💖💖
I would love to throw my silly little self (afab) in for your Valentines event, if that's okay!! It's such a cute idea 😭😭💖💖💖 I'm requesting my mans, Law, maybe a bowling/billards date and some drinks ?!
Thank you again for everything you do !! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
Hiiiii thank you for requesting!!! 🥹 That's so cute :3 I hope you like it!
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I could perfectly picture going to play billiards with Law so he can show off his skills with it in front of you in a subtle sort of way. He could also pull off that whole 'standing behind you to help you line up your shot' thing 😇 (He also cheats just a little to Shambles the ball where he wants it to go)
And your silly Valentine's Icon!
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writermask-0807 · 1 year
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Forbidden Fruit - Teacher Gakuho Asano x Student Reader
A/n: ik, ik. It ain't Valentine's day or even close to it, but when I recently rewatched assassination classroom, I saw the valentine's episode, so here I am. Also, I have two reasons which have been the cause of this super late update. It's cus a) I was originally working on something else before I accidentally lost it FOREVER {u have no idea how much I cried} and b) I'm currently admitted in hospital cus I'm positive for dengue, sooo (it's hell here istg) 🥲🥲🥲 and then I was like, eh, why not write 4 dis fine man?? He underrated. Anyways, enjoy this crappy, super long, useless detailed oneshot thingy I wrote!! Oh and, if you can't tell, it's my first time writing a kiss, so bear with me!
Warnings: teacher x student trope, cus I'm a suckered 4 it, kissing, ooc Gakuho.
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THE soft, nervous pattering of your hesitant footfalls graze the sterile marble of the floor reached your ears as a deafening screech of unnecessary noise, incessantly obnoxious in their abundance, and making you release a pained wince against your will as you stilled.
However, you reminded yourself that there was no-one around to criticize you about this violation of 'rules' (that nobody gave a damn about, but felt the need to bother you about it) of the otherwise perfectly prim, proper school etiquette. But you found yourself wishing that that had been the case, as you would have taken irksome school-boys over the threat of being possibly expelled that you were about to both willingly, and unwillingly risk. 
The sharp noise of your brisk strides screeching to an abrupt halt bounced off of the bleak walls that surrounded you from both sides, pounding against your eardrums so harshly that you could quite literally feel it reverbrate through your skull, and pulse through your crystallized blood, joining in a cacophonous symphony of your drumming heart and fluttering pulse, a brutal roar of chaos that shattered the fragile, accursed silence that enveloped you in its fickle embrace.
The emptiness of your surroundings and the frigid atmosphere devoid of the usual hum of life and the buzz of busy, cheerful chatter of your fellow students served only to worsen your spreading anxiety, and your heart crept up into your tightening throat, your mind barreled with an army of questions and doubts that you could not suppress. With no distractions to save yourself from the relentless streams of worry trickling into your mind, you quickened your pace again, carefully adjusting the object cradled in the palm of your right hand as you folded your arms behind your back, so that you could hide it from view.
You rounded a corner with much more force than necessary, almost toppling over in your reckless haste, and you found yourself growing more nervous with the bleeding second as you neared your destination, a breath of anxiety rippling through your consciousness and settling firmly within your ribs, dread surging through your veins like a vengeful snake, distorted, disembodied voices screaming in your head for you to turn back and leave before it was too late, making you wonder for the umpteenth time that day whether or not you were taking the right decision, despite knowing the severe consequences it would inevitably lead to.
However, before you had the chance of coming back to your senses, and wisely listening to your intuition to make a break for it, you had reached your desired destination.
The large, oaken door of the Chairman's office loomed above your petite form threateningly, a thick, carved door standing just as bold and intimidating as the man within it, and you swallowed thickly, quickly contemplating whether or not to enter and carry out your mission.
After all, gifting your teacher with a rose for Valentine's day was truly  as stupid as it sounded, and in person, nonetheless. 
Said flower prickled in your hand, fleshy petals velvety and moon-stone smooth against your blanching flesh, rich scarlet so dark that it almost bled into darkness at the edges of the unfurling petals, gilded with the vivid color of freshly spilled blood so painfully, beautifully real that you almost felt the smear of it against your delicate flesh, the luxurious color of a thousand spring blossoms all blooming at once, coating the rich satin of its delicate petals in a luminous sheen of thick vermilion, as the rose sat innocently in the cusp of your unfurled palm, petals so soft that it simply melted into your skin. 
Beautiful, yes, but dangerous. The metallic lustre of its bleeding wine simply called out to those who laid their eyes upon it, as it dared and taunted and mocked them to reach out and to touch it, to take and take and take until there was nothing left, something vaguely akin to a guilty pleasure, secretive and irresistible. The sweet, ambrosial fragrance of the rose wafted in the air, clouding the atmosphere with its heavenly aroma, and it stifled your senses, choking you, the smell so sickeningly sweet that it felt bitter on your lips, sour as it burned on the tip of your tongue, and clamped your throat with the sweetening scent of bitterness and rot. Danger poured from every blood drenched pore of its existence, oozing an allure that even you could not resist, and you just had to purchase it. 
When you'd first laid eyes upon the plum-hued rose, it'd sat patiently within a glass casing, almost as though it were a precious gem, a vibrant, enriched ruby that needed to be treasured, rich with that scarlet poison so delectable that you could almost taste it on your tongue, tropical and bittersweet, painted with a bloody red that was an ardent splatter of explosive color against the dull background of the canvas, eternal and dying simultaneously in its infinite beauty, and you'd been immediately reminded of the one you'd sold your heart to, your teacher, Gakuho Asano.
Charming and alluring, a beauty so elusive that it slipped through your fingers as delicately as silk, a forbidden fruit that you knew you could not acquire but still could not help but yearn for, a pining so desperate that it hurt, almost like gauging the insides of a festering wound that had remained untreated, and caked with drying blood that seared a brand into your flesh with a sweltering, white-hot intensity. 
It was a forbidden love, a longing for him that resonated within the depths of your very soul and drenched into the pores of your existence, and the rose had depicted it so perfectly that you almost didn't believe it. But love came with that agonizing pain you were somehow willing to bear, and so did the rose.
Your skin prickled underneath the delicate touch of its somewhat stiff stem, and you were reminded of the painstakingly long time you had spent plucking the thorns out. Thorns had embedded themselves into your skin, burying themselves underneath your flesh, burrowing so deep that rivulets of blood had poured out, but in the end, you'd managed to take them all out so that he wouldn't be pricked by them.
Oh, right. I'm here for something.
At the mention of your teacher in your inner monologue, you had snapped back back your senses, and the awareness of what you were about to do slammed into you like a white-hot rod, making knots form in the pit of your stomach, anxiety twisting them with painful twinges of unease. 
Tearing your eyes away from the rose, you drew in a great, shuddering breath, feeling your lungs rattle with the force of the sigh, like bones withering underneath fragile porcelain of supple flesh, and your legs wavered beneath your weight, as though the bones that supported them could no longer hold. Finally drawing enough courage, you lifted a hand to knock on the door, when - 
"Come in." 
A sensually smooth voice sounded from the beyond the stiff, cherry-oak of the door, warm with a false cheeriness (that somehow no-one else was able to detect), raw with power and authority, a rich baritone laden with silks and velvet, creamy like dark chocolate and freshly brewed coffee - bittersweet, with the deep hitch of delicacy as each word passed his lips gracefully, a soothing lull of music blessing your ears, and that familiar, throbbing ache returned to your pounding heart.
Despite the sudden burst of heat that flooded your cheeks scarlet, you were unnerved by the fact that he seemed to be aware of your presence, in spite the door appearing to be closed. You swallowed thickly, and knowing you had no choice but to oblige to the underlying demand (order?), you obeyed. The smooth metal was cool underneath your nimble fingertips as you twisted it, and you felt a chill seep into your veins, slowly coagulating your blood with ice crystals. You'd always felt this way, whenever you'd entered this room, heart plummeting into the pit of your stomach, a sense of foreboding pitting itself in your stomach, shudders trickling down your rigid spine in great abundance. 
Holding the rose behind your back once again, you stepped inside - and was almost immediately greeted by a gust of glacial wind, licking your bare, exposed flesh, rising goose-flesh on your peach-hued skin, and you swallowed once again. 
Seated behind the mahogany desk, with his elbow propped up against the smooth wood, and palm resting against his sharp chin, was your would-to-be-Valentine. 
Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of him, a regal king sitting upon his throne of blood and bones. 
Taut, smooth marble stretched upon arching cheekbones that cut deep into porcelain flesh, (which gave him an air of elegance that no-one else seemed to possess), was framed by the rich locks of his mop of copper hair, and hooded eyelids revealed lustrous amethyst optics, thriving with a galaxy of dying stars, cosmic-tinted, and sifting with a luminescent cosmos so painfully beautiful that it hurt to look at. His eyes glinted underneath the warm, dim glow of the rays of the dying sun burning red beyond the panes of glass behind him, gleaming with unveiled cunning and curiosity, his lips curled into that mocking, tight (but undeniably, terribly false leer of a) smile that you loved.
"Yes?" 
Honey dripped from cold lips, a venom so sickly sweet that you could taste it, rich and thick and bitter on your tongue, ribbons of dark velvet rewarding your eardrums in a gentle caress of satin. 
You faltered.
{You always did.}
Your legs threatened to buckle underneath your weight, and it suddenly felt foreign to stand unsteadily on your feet that wavered and felt like they would succumb to the sudden upsurge of fear and anxiety any time. 
Your skin crawled underneath the fierce intensity of his cold, questioning stare, and you felt as though shards of ice and broken glass shifted underneath your blanching flesh, poking and prodding against your innards and threatening to shatter the fragile porcelain of your skin when they would break out, and the weight of his sharp, icy orbs against your skin was unbearably heavy. 
Gakuho did not speak, but his urge for you to talk was evident in the thickening air, and for a split second, his presence had somehow grown more… sinister, his smile dropping off of his flawless, sculpted face. The ominous silence clouded the atmosphere with a terrible tension, and it strangled you with its gaunt, invisible fingers, stifling you to the point where you couldn't breathe, your heart lodged tightly within your throat, chest contricting underneath the pressure building within your core, and the weight of the rose on your tightening palm, concealed behind your petite frame, never felt much more heavier, burdening you further. 
"I - …" You began, but found yourself unable to continue, the words wilting on your tongue, and your fumbling voice withering at the back of your throat, your mouth suddenly dry.
"Yes, Miss L/N?" He prodded gingerly, coaxing, crooning for you to spill your secret, and the deceptively gentle, calm smile had returned to his curled lips, the corners of his eyes crinkling with the forced falsity of it, almost as though it had never waned in the first place. 
The metaphorical thread of sanity that held yourself intact underneath all the pressure snapped.
Reddened cheeks dancing with flames, you thrusted the rose onto the impossibly smooth, glossy surface of the mahogany desk, and clambered onto your trembling feet for your very grand, impressive escape. 
In the split second before you'd turned your back to the older man, you witnessed the minute widening of his plum hues, the momentary surprise crossing his sharp features contrasting dramatically against the alabaster of his flesh and strands of rich ember, and a small crevice of your mind that was not distracted by the nerves and adrenaline gnawing at you was satisfied by his reaction, and you couldn't help the faint smile that lurked in the corners of your mouth, thinking you'd won.
Then, before you could even fully comprehend what had happened, you found yourself in alarmingly close proximity with your Valentine, to the point where you could feel the unexpected, surprising (you'd always thought he'd feel abnormally cold) warmth of his flesh mingle with yours through the fabric of your uniform, his grasp on your forearm firm and steady, though not enough to bruise or hurt you, the delicate weight of his warm breath licking the outer shell of your ear, soft lips grazing the supple flesh of your earlobe, the brushes of his ember-colored hair tickling your cheek.
You froze, the soles of your feet rooted to the hard marble beneath, eyes widening in shock, a fierce blush burning your face with a sweltering burst of flooding heat, and your aching heart hammered so hard against your ribcage that you feared he'd heard it, threatening to break the bones, the pulsating organ threatening to tear itself out of its domain, and your breath caught in your throat, a soft gasp rattling in your chest.
The intensely powerful, exotic aroma of his perfume hung thick in the shared air between the both of you, caressing your nostrils with a spicy and tropical fragrance that you couldn't quite recognize, but it was quite pleasing nonetheles. However, it only succeeded in making you even more nervous, flustered by the distance, or lack thereof between you and your dashing Valentine. 
"S-sensei, w-wha - " You managed to stutter, but the spark of something igniting within his violet orbs silenced you, and you were left to the mercy of your fluttering pulse thundering in your ears, heart hammering against your heaving chest, breathing growing erratic and rapid, as your teacher's free hand slowly, almost gingerly came to stroke the curves and contours of your youthful face, flawless marble questing fragile flesh for the very first time, brushing fleetingly against the rise of your cheekbones, edging so very, dangerously close to your parted lips.
You couldn't help but shudder underneath his cool touch, relishing the feel of his skin against yours, and you couldn't help yourself as you leaned into the inviting embrace of his palm as it gently cupped your cheek, thumb ghosting over the delicate skin, because, once again, it was an allure you couldn't resist.
Slender, long digits came to rest at the seam of glossy, plump flesh that was your lips, and you forgot how to breathe, and the roar of your thundering heart faded from existence, accompanied by the din of everything else that had deafened you before. 
In those stolen moments of precious intimacy, smoldering, galactic orbs clashed against your lustrous e/c hues, a kaleidoscope of vivid colors melding together as your burning gazes collided, and Gakuho flashed you a mischievous smile before he leaned in, and kissed you.
Honeyed lips dripped nectar as his mouth molded against yours in a perfect synchrony, ripe with the taste of rich, thick wine, that left you feeling dazed, intoxicated in a sense, his soft lips guiding yours with a maturity you'd yet to experience, mellow, silken lips entwining with your own in a tender, chaste caress of velvet and satin. A broad palm came to rest at your rigid spine, drawing sensous circles that comforted and coaxed you to enjoy and feel and cherish, almost as though he knew it was your first kiss, and you knew he'd succeeded, because the complicated whirl of emotion surging through your veins - albeit abstract, was not entirely unpleasant, and left your heart soaring.
For a few treasured moments, time itself stood still, granting you a final mercy as the grains of years and seconds bled away, and the seconds slowly deccelerated, the rest of the world melting away. The harsh reality where he was your teacher and you his student ceased to exist, and it was just the two of you.
But just as quick as it came, Gakuho pulled away, leaving you dumbfounded and breathless, stars burning underneath your eyelids, and heart bursting with a kaleidoscope of emotions, each of which were at their most vulnerable and rawest of points. 
As you stood processing what had just happened in a dazed, thoughtless reverie, your fingers unconsciously wandered to the ample swell of your lips, where the ghosting taste of his lips still lingered, and it was only then that you noticed the warm amusement flickering within his lavender orbs, and the teasing smile that curved his lips.
The awareness of what had just transpired rammed into you with the wrecking force of a freight train, and you shrieked, flailing your arms around madly, face flushed with the blooming color of a thousand roses. Quickly regaining your bearings and whatever amount of sanity and dignity you had left, (if you even possessed any), you dashed towards the door, very nearly stumbling over your steps and almost crashing head-first into the harsh, bleached marble below, your face burning and brain malfunctioning at disbelief of what'd just happened. The indignant voice in your head hollered that it wasn't like you didn't enjoy it, but it'd caught you completely off guard, as you hadn't expected him to reciprocate your feelings, or take such a bold step.
You could feel his stare burning the nape of your neck and you swallowed thickly, not yet ready to face that smug grin and flickering amethyst hues. As you twisted the knob (which suddenly felt very hot underneath your touch), the rich baritone of his voice drifted through the air and reached your ears, making you halt in your steps. 
" Oh, and Y/N?" 
"Y-yes?" You let out a nervous stammer, slowly turning on your heel to meet his amused gaze. Gakuho had returned to his seat, and managed to look even more majestic underneath the dying light of the sun, his copper hair burning a fierce red as the beams of light bathed the rich tufts of umber in swaths of honey-gold and peaches and orange, the flawless, unblemished alabaster of his flesh appearing smooth and marble to curious touch, his star-strewn, cosmic-lidded eyes gleaming with a warm glow, the plum-hued rose held in his hand accentuating his sharp features.
"I hope you cherish my gift to you as much as I treasure yours." He said as his eyes met yours, hints of mischief and playfulness flaring in them, and his lips molded in a lazy, foxy smirk. If you already hadn't felt flustered enough, you were sure that now steam was practically pouring out of your ears, blood rushing to your face in great abundance, so much so that you felt ready to explode.
You managed a feeble smile in return, and threw the door open before flying out of view. However, you couldn't deny the thrill you felt after realizing that Gakuho returned your feelings, and a silly, large grin unfurled on your lips at the heart-warming reminder.
Perhaps the forbidden fruit did taste the best, after all.
{BONUS}
Gakuho would never tell you that he had been aware of presence of  the yellow-hued, tentacled creature called Koro-sensei pressed against the glass of his office, and neither would he tell you that he allowed that nosy, perverted matchmaker to spread rumors that he'd kissed you. In fact, his sly smirk broadened, he was counting on it.
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thelost-in-time · 1 year
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¡Hi, I read your post about the Valentine's event and I was wondering if I could ask for an interaction with dottore, please surprise me!
And Happy Valentine's Day! ♡
Hi! Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy it! Happy Valentine's Day to you too!
Link to the event here
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Knock, knock, knock
You've got a visitor!
Upon opening your room door, you come face to face with Dottore
He smiles at you and leans against your door frame.
"Good morning, darling. Would you care to join me for today? I have things planned for us. Starting with a breakfast I prepared personally for the both of us."
Dottore asks, then explains as he shrugs casually, and that is when you noticed that he has his apron on, and his sleeves are rolled to his elbows.
Rather attractive, you thought to yourself.
"Sure. I'd love to. Not like you'd let me skip out anyway."
You chuckle as Dottore smirked at you, moving his hand to his hair and pushing it back, out of his face.
"Of course not. It's Valentine's Day. I want to spoil my precious partner. You deserve it."
Dottore said, smirking at first, then it melted into a genuine smile.
"Come on. Get ready. I promise today will be enjoyable for you. I'll be waiting, my darling."
Dottore said, moving out of the way for you to close the door and get ready.
While you were getting ready, he began setting the table for you both to have breakfast together.
After you had gotten ready and arrived for breakfast, Dottore pulled out a chair for you to sit on and kissed your forehead.
Thus began his plans for you both for Valentine's Day.
It started with breakfast, him being rather sweet as you two chatted about anything that had come to mind.
Once breakfast was over and the dishes were washed and dried, Dottore offered you his arm with a teasing smile.
"Ready to go on our little adventure?"
He asked, and once you took your arm and nodded, he set off with you.
For the entire day, Dottore was taking you to places that was special for both of you in your relationship.
The place you two met for the first time, the place you first had your first confession, the place for the first date, and so on.
Along the way, he made sure to pick up plenty of little gifts for you. Smiling at you with such love that nobody would guess he was a Fatui Harbinger.
At the final destination of your date, the sun had already began to set, and Dottore got onto his knees.
"Dottore, what are you doing?"
You asked, looking down at him with confusion as he pulled out a flower for you.
"I've made a flower for you. It lives forever, and therefore symbolises my love for you."
He explained as you carefully took the flower from his hand, smiling as you helped him stand up once again.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Dottore said, gently hugging you before glancing at your lips, silently asking permission to kiss you.
And with a nod of your head, giving him the permission he needed, he gently captured your lips in his
Giving you a loving kiss in front of the setting sun.
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tonberry-yoda · 1 year
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Whohooo, my timer rang, it’s the 7th!🥳🤣 (At least in my country, so I hope, sending my request now is okay?👀)
First off: I wish you so so much fun with your first event. Like I already said, the idea is amazing and I’m looking forward to every single post.🥰 So, here is my soul striptease:
I’m a cisgender woman and therefore I use the pronouns she/her. I‘m bisexual but on a spectrum I tend a little bit more towards men, at least at the moment.
My favourite fandom is Hunter X Hunter and I would be more than happy about something romantic.
For characters I don‘t want to be paired with, I would say Leorio (I could only teach him some medical stuff but that’s how romantic as it would get) and the more than obvious Tonpa?!😂 And no minors oc because I‘m old.
My personality… I can find humour in everything and like to laugh a lot but at times I can be somewhat melancholic and dark-minded… which I kind of like. I‘m very adventurous and open minded and never actually judge people… each to their own, I like to say. When it comes to friendship I‘m loyal as fuck (honestly I would cover up murder for my friends) buuuut in relationships I tend to get easily bored. My s/o should have high intellect (I hate smalltalk) and somehow needs to excite me… even some drama can be quite entertaining for me from time to time. When it comes to love I’m multilingual: Physical touch, quality time and gifts are my love languages but it’s very rare that I’m verbal about my feelings. Other than that, I‘m hopelessly romantic and - when good entertained - I’m passionate and head over heels. I enjoy art in every shape or form… doesn’t matter if it’s music, visual arts or literature. Generally I just like to look at pretty things (or people) and admire their beauty (sounds kind of creepy, but I’m not a creep, just an aesthete, promise!😐) My hobby’s are singing, writing and painting, even on people’s faces, cause I‘m pretty good when it comes to make up and hair (idk why), which I enjoy doing for others. How I present myself… I have pretty long wavy black hair, light green eyes and I always always always wear black. I’m more short than tall and quite petite. My style is simple but chic, I would say. Sometimes I enjoy wearing heavy make up and statement jewellery - but that depends on my mood. Oh, and I’m the biggest Parfumjunky I know of, so I’m always smelling of at least something. When it comes to how I behave in front of others, I‘m talkative and quite extroverted. When going out or just spending time with others, I’m always the last to call it a night, cause I enjoy deep conversations so much (also, you can sleep when your dead so why taking the risk of missing something exciting?). But there are times where I need to be by myself and I need space. By others I sometimes tend to get received as cold or even arrogant at first sight (resting bitch face going strong) but when they get to know me they’re surprised how chill I actually am (or that’s what they have told me at least 😂). My quirks are definitely that I can be very impulsive (even when it comes to big decisions) and that I’m so so SO impatient. VERY IMPATIENT.🥸 When it comes to music, there’s less that I don’t like: I love metal and rock, dark classical music, sometimes even minimal and house but never ever would I listen to girlpop! (Don’t come at me Taylor 👀) And yeah, that’s that. Thank you so so much for your work und making my evenings more entertaining.♥️🖤
notes💌: hello love! happy valentine's day <333 I am SO HAPPY that you asked for hunter x hunter because it is one of my top animes! Like literally my most nostalgic and literally at the top (dont tell jjba i said that) (and a lot of people dont know that about me lol) but yes! I love this anime and had so much fun reading your matchup and thank you for participating in this event <33333
The character Cupid chooses for you this Valentine's day is...
HISOKA!
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i have had a really bad brainrot for this man so thank you for the excuse to geek about him <3
you and him both have a humor that can turn dark and everyone will kinda look at you funny, but neither of you care because that's how you two get along
that's probably how you met
you told some dark joke and the entire room went silent until you saw hisoka chuckling in the corner and from there, you two were inseparable
you're both not very judgemental people and it's perfect that you arent because hisoka is A LOT and that is something that you love about him because he is willing to be a whole lot in a lil package and bring so much pizazz to the relationship
you were both really loyal friends who would do anything for each other (you have hidden bodies for him lmfao and he for you ofc) and because of that, it made your relationship so easy to start
also, i figured i'd put you with hisoka instead of someone like illumi because you will NEVER get board in a relationship with him. NEVER
you two always have something to talk about or do as a couple and you are just never complaining
THIS MAN OWNS EVERY LOVE LANGUAGE
he doesnt mind that you arent as verbal though because you give him enough of what he needs
but do expect A LOT from him
words, cuddles, flowers, acts of service, ALL OF IT <3
you two are both very romantic people who are head over heels for each other tbh lmaooo
he is definitely a piece of art to admire, that's for sure, so you get to stare at him a lot and he actually loves it. boosts his ego lmao
and he'll do the same, he'll just admire you and tell you how beautiful you are
PLEASE OH GOD PLEASE DO HIS MAKEUP
he will love you even more, which is surprising tbh
you two match all the time, even when being casual
not wearing the same clothes, but having the same aesthetic for the day
sometimes yall even clash cuz it looks awesome
you're just iconic powerhouses
he loves you so so much because you match his energy
you and him are both very much people people, so you get to enjoy A LOT of nights out together partying and just having too much fun
he will definitely give you the space you need, but honestly, he cant be away from you for too long, so he'll just stay with you in silence if you need it
cuddles are a great recharge for the two of you
*cough cough* he thinks its hot that other people think that you are kinda mean. it just means you can protect yourself. your rbf is hot to him
he knows how sweet you are thought and will never ever make you out to be a rude person
he hypes you up always
he can definitely help with the impulses and try to get you to not, but lets be real, he's just as impulsive and sometimes encourages it lmfaooo
he plays girly pop in the house to annoy you lmaoooo
but nonetheless, he loves you with all of his heart and soul and is proud to call you his partner for life <3
💌 How would he ask you to be his valentine??
this man does it in the cheesiest way possible tbh. he would make candy hearts that say will you be my valentine and lay them out on the table with chocolates, a bouquet of roses and 2 teddy bears to look like the two of you! you would come downstairs to a total surprise and hisoka would surprise sneak attack you with a hug and ask you verbally if you want to be his valentine. of course you say yes, so the man attacks you with kisses
💌 Valentine's Day Date
You and Hisoka had spend time with friends all week long and now Valentine's day was your day to spend together. You didn't want to have to go out and about and around other people, you just wanted to spend time together and be in each other's presence. "Are you almost ready, dear?" Hisoka asked, clipping on his earrings. The two of you decided to grab some drinks and then go on a late night walk together. You thought the idea was amazing and very peaceful after a long week. "Yes, I'm ready!" You came out in a black dress that suit you perfectly and Hisoka couldn't help but smile. "Oh, love," he walked over to you and grabbed both of your hands. "You look amazing." "Thank you," you said, pressing a kiss onto Hisoka's cheek, leaving a little lipstick mark. "You look amazing too." "Oh, hush." He gave you a playful smack on the arm and you two walked out the door. --- After you two grabbed a quick drink, you decided to walk around a very empty trail. You two talked for hours, just enjoying each other's company and the fresh air you had been craving all week long. You walked until you couldn't feel your legs and all you were doing was laughing and holding Hisoka's hand. "I have an idea," Hisoka said slyly when he spotted a lone lake. "Do you wanna try something?" You gave Hisoka a skeptical look, but took his hand that he outstretched to you. "Sure, why not?" Hisoka ran over to the lake and stripped down, making you blush. "Hisoka, what are you-" You were immediately covered in water as he cannonballed into the lake. He brushed his wet hair out of his eyes and laughed. "Come on, y/n!" You laughed and followed suit, jumping in the water with him. The two of you splashed around for a while and then, when you got too cold, crawled out, wrapping up in your dry clothes. You laid on the cold dirt together with your hands interlocked and looked at the stars. "I love you, Hisoka." "I love you too. Happy Valentine's day." <3
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Nozel Silva
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The place Nozel would choose, would be a stylish restaurant at the heart of the Royal Capitol, and he would book it, or at least a good portion of it, for a private function. It would serve the purpose of trying to make an impression, and to give privacy for the two of you. The space would be decorated with candles and velvet chairs, along with soft music playing in the background. Intimate and extravagant.
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The gift Nozel he would present some time during the dinner, quite possibly before the dessert, and it would be a necklace. Stylish, made of silver and a blue stone, perhaps mimicking the shape of the Silva hairclip, but not quite the same. After all, it is not yet quite the time for that. But the sentiment is there, because he doesn't go out on a date if he isn't serious about it.
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