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#event: valentine's day
beecryptic · 2 months
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Valentine's Day Memories - [twitter post]
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Rinwell’s 5☆ and 6☆ images from the Sweet Season gacha (January 30, 2023 to February 17, 2023)
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sassa-fiske · 11 months
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who: @bigmandiego where: tri delt valentine's party when: during spin the bottle
She thought it couldn't get worse than Charlie. She had genuinely thought it couldn't get worse - and to be fair, Diego may not have been worse than Charlie when comparing them directly, but Sassa had more thought the night couldn't get worse. And then she took her turn for spin the bottle, only for it to land on Diego Fuentes.
Someone or something had a sick sense of humor - because surely Sassa hadn't done anything so bad to deserve this.
Flashing a smile at Diego as she passed by, almost crossing into the territory of being more of a baring of her teeth as her jaw clenched down from irritation, she flounced by him into the closet, not waiting to see if he was following. Maybe he wouldn't and then she could use the seven minutes to get herself off since god only knew it wouldn't be happening now.
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ash-morse · 11 months
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COURTNEY MILLS AT THE TRI DELTA VALENTINE’S SOCIAL
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chibitantei · 2 months
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@gentlemanthiief sent:
Valentine's Day was all about chocolate, of course, but Akira had much more grandiose plans. After everything that had conspired over the last ten months, today would mark only the first day of what would be sharing the gift of experience.
Their date was an escape room, just the two of them. Flavored like a classic cabin in the woods horror mystery, they would work together to find all the clues and solve all the puzzles before time ran out. Of course it was a bit campy and silly: the severed heads hiding the mechanism to open an access vent were made of rubber and contorted into almost comically grotesque expressions, the gore-covered key to free one of the actors trapped in a SAW-like contraption required them to use a rotary phone to call a handy-man who delivered it through the mail slot. But the actors were incredibly entertaining and immersive, and almost a bit tricky to trust.
At the end of it, he took her back to Leblanc for their own candle-lit dinner in the attic: the table set up in the middle and dusted with rose petals, fresh hotpot ingredients that had been waiting in the fridge whisked upstairs in a flash as he served her as any proper gentleman would ~
Though the real finale came with dessert. Atop the little homemade whipped cakes -- carried upstairs carefully by Morgana, in a box held up by a ribbon -- was a little red envelope.
It was plain upon first glance, but the paper was embossed with a lacy pattern, and sealed with a black sticker in the shape of a wolf's paw. Inside, a black paper note with gold lettering which read:
The simplest gift of existing with you is only the first of more than a few. One little wonder beyond a facade That reminds me of you, and the strength of our bond. Let this first note be your sign that our love endures, For you cannot steal that which is already yours ~
Valentine's
Insufferable was Naoto’s favorite descriptor when it came to Akira. She thought of expanding her vocabulary, but there was no better word to aptly describe him.
It’d be over after this, she foolishly thought, forgetting that he held Arsène somewhere deep within his soul. One tick of the hour hand later, Naoto found herself in an escape room. Corny and something resembling a B-grade horror movie, but as she could imagine him saying, a detective should enjoy the nonsensical every now and then.
As she went through the steps, Naoto wondered, just briefly, if there was another reason besides his fondness for the dramatic and her enjoyment of a mystery. She wouldn’t jump to conclusions, but he seemed to enjoy having a front row seat to her little deduction show.
It would be over, she foolishly thought again, forgetting that he was an outrageous gentleman thief.
Hotpot in Leblanc’s attic, decor mimicking an upscale French restaurant. A remark danced on the tip of her tongue, but she didn’t say a word as she sat down. The flush on her face would say exactly what he wanted to know. She dug in—properly as a detective should, of course—and someone as observant as Akira could tell that he’d succeeded in putting together an elaborate date.
Again, it seemed everything would conclude, but having caught on to his tricks, Naoto waited.
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And there it was. Morgana, temporary waiter, came trotting towards them, carrying a surprise package. The cakes on the table, the card in her hands and a small smile, Naoto let out a quiet, airy laugh. “So I’ve become a master thief? No wonder you’ve made today so elaborate, a small portion of my heart is not enough to satisfy you.”
She knit her fingers together, chin resting on top. “Although, you’d rather take all of me than just my heart, wouldn’t you?”
It was snowing outside, dreadfully cold.
“This is merely a hypothetical, but if I were to stay, would you help me come up with an alibi for tonight?”
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jacqui-velazquez · 11 months
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who: @nataliavega where: tri delt valentine's party when: during speed dating
"First you show up at my room, now we're going on a date...." Jacqui paused, looping an arm through Nat's as they gave her a conspiratorial grin. "Seems like an awful lot of steps to just tell me you have a crush on me," they said in a teasing tone. "Unless...you weren't planning on spending these three minutes confessing."
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mari-zuko · 11 months
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who: @walshparker​​ where: tri delt valentine’s party when: during spin the bottle
After her horrific turn with Monty, Mari would’ve gladly tapped out for the night - left the game, if not just left the party all together. Valentine’s Day had slowly curdled into her least favorite holiday over the past two years, and she didn’t know what she had expected this year - Greer wasn’t here, but that didn’t make it any better. But she knew that if she tried to sneak away, she’d never hear the end of it. From Monty, from Ida, from anyone who was playing the game.
So Mari sucked it up, leaning forward to spin the bottle.
She acted unbothered as it spun in circles, eyes staring at it, not wanting to look up and see who it could possibly land on - not wanting to get her hopes up or accidentally manifest her worst nightmare (it landing on Monty again). It slowed, rattling towards a stop, Mari only daring to look up when it had landed on someone.
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Parker.
It could’ve been far worse. 
After their...meeting, at least there could be a relaxation of barriers around her, a small piece of Mari uncovered, aired out when it so rarely got to be. But if she was honest, she would’ve liked to get at least one spin with someone who was into her. 
Except Monty was - or had been, once upon a time - into her. That was part of the problem. 
Someone she was into that was into her, then. 
Mari wanted that moment - the heat with someone, the mutual desire, the door shutting and hands immediately reaching for each other like they had hardly been able to wait. But with Parker, it was clear that was how she felt about Jesse. And with Mari, even though there had been inklings of it towards other woman (one of which was the redhead the bottle was currently pointing at), it wasn’t returned when there was one. 
At least not like it had been with Greer.
She did her best to hide any sort of disappointment on her face - it wasn’t personal, there was no reason to make Parker feel some type of way about it. She probably would’ve looked the same no matter who it had landed on, unless she had looked up to see a certain blonde returned to sit across the circle from the bottle (actually - seemed like something Greer would do). Luckily, Mari was good at putting on a fake smile, one that passed for genuine amusement as she unfolded herself to stand, moving towards the closet again. “Shall we?” she asked Parker, a melodic hint of laughter in her words as she spoke.
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magnolia-rhodes · 11 months
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with – @jessehart​ where – tri delta valentine’s party when – during spin the bottle
    there’s an undeniably nervous energy to the group sat circled on the floor. some of them almost perfectly still, rigid like minute markers on a clock face. some moving with languid, unsteady movements, leaving across to the person next to them to discuss whoever had disappeared into the closet at that moment. lola wasn’t so much nervous as she was excited, desperate for intimacy and romance (not that this qualified) as always.
it’s a bit of a let-down then, as she spins the bottle, that the neck of it points decisively at jesse. it’s not that he’s not good-looking, it’s not that she’s not attracted to him. neither of those statements ring anywhere close to being true. but there’s a barrier in place all the same: of course life would throw a spanner in the works. give her someone who’s in a relationship. why was he even playing?
on their way over to the closet, she makes a marked effort to avoid parker’s eye. wonders how she’d felt if this had been her, two years ago, watching some other girl lead coco into a confined space.
the door closes behind them with a faint click. “don’t worry,” she says amicably, pushing her fringe out of her eyes. not that it makes a difference. it’s dark, and she can’t see a thing. but she’s fidgety all the same. “i know you’re spoken for, so i won’t try anything.”
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n8-shaw · 11 months
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NATHANIEL SHAW AT THE TRI DELTA VALENTINE’S SOCIAL
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fledermoved · 2 months
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Sarah casually strolls up to Jane, holding something behind her back; when she’s sure she’s got the other’s full attention, she reveals a bouquet of roses and a small box of candy hearts.
Then she kisses her cheek, putting an arm around her.
“Thanks for being there, Jane. It means a lot to me and John.”
@connorchrxnicles ❤️
Jane initially doesn't expect much of the other's approach. After all, she's been around Sarah for quite some time by this point. She expects little more than a greeting and inquiry about their next hideout for the day. Where they'll go to evade the Terminator and keep John from its clutches. They've grown quite close, she'll admit — Becoming somewhat of an item behind the scenes.
But surprise still colors the woman's face as she looks down toward the gifts, her heart unable to keep from melting, especially as she's leaning into Sarah's embrace and returning the kiss to the other woman's temple. "You didn't have to do all that, you know. We should be saving money to keep him safe."
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regal-apple-flare · 2 months
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"Happy Valentine's Day darling. Got an outfit for you to see later" Lilith kissed his neck and left. {{ the-first-woman }}
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"Oho. I can't wait to see it my love~"
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Mint’s 5☆ and 6☆ images from the Sweet Season gacha (January 30, 2023 to February 17, 2023)
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sassa-fiske · 11 months
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SASSA FISKE @ THE TRI DELT VALENTINE’S SOCIAL
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ash-morse · 11 months
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who: @charfletchh where: tri delt valentine's party when: near the end of the night
Spin the bottle had ended, the clock had ticked down on speed dating, a creepy message with a dead rose had been left - and Court found himself alone, the inevitable melancholic nature of the night for someone who was single and desperately wished they weren’t finally settling in. He was drunk, and didn’t need anything more, but still held a drink in his hand, occasionally sipping from it. He had slipped out from the party once before, but he had found himself pulled back in.
Not this time though (at least not yet), Court sulking as he nursed his drink, leaning into his sorrow and letting himself get dragged further back down when Charlie appeared like a wraith beside him. "Hi," he said in greeting, the word obviously dripping in intoxication as he peered up at her, not rising from where he was slumped.
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mylittleredgirl · 11 months
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father’s day is funny in my family because my dad is so angry this holiday exists that it’s the one day of the year i am NOT allowed to call him. we are officially estranged for 24 hours a year. wishing him a happy father’s day is a declaration of hostilities.
and like he is a good dad with a good dad, there’s no traumatic backstory to this, he just hates The Man telling him what to do so much that it’s a personal affront that someone decided that anyone is supposed to feel a thing on a specific day or, god forbid, spend their hard earned dollars because shaving commercials tell them to. if a dad did his job right (be a good father who unconditionally loves his kids), his kids should love him 364 days a year but FUCK the 365th day to spite hallmark and gillette specifically and you know what. i respect it.
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jacqui-velazquez · 11 months
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JACQUI VELAZQUEZ AT THE TRI DELTA VALENTINE’S SOCIAL
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