Valentines Day - Blog Posts
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I love their color palette so much, just so adorable)))š©µšš¤ā¤ļø
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY FROM A VERY VERY ROMANCE ORIENTED SLUGCAT >:3
I like Inv, i should probably draw them more often
MY SHAYLAAAAA MY SHAYLAAAAAA HEāS SO BEAUTIFUL IM FALLING TO MY KNEES BECAUSE I LOVE IT SO MUCHHHH
Happy valentine everyone! Decided to draw my mootās bills for the occasion!
Credit (in order):
@/beeinyourboat (X)
@spindlespice
@orpheuswasmine
@/gummysang (X)
@zeephaus
@caco3simp
@s4w44k
@/sodo_mizerrr_
@delusion-incarnate1369
Cure for sadness? Old men yaoi.
Aka: here's my dumb hand made valentines :)
also featuring my son
He is so smol and not dangerous whatsoever...
Happy Valentines Day!
Planning a couple of Valentineās Day drawings that are slight nsfw who would you like to see?
happy Valentineās Day tumblr!
Happy valentine's day!!!! (yeah, it's late-, but with Saratov!!!!)
I'm again forgot about Tumblr, but c'mon for two last posts nobody reacted them ššš
But ya it's for cityask like a flashmob, cause I'm again was late to event
Dog days are over
Ill!Rafe x gf!reader
Summary: Rafe's your patient
Content warning: fluff, symptoms consistent with a cold, soft-ish Rafe, medication, meditation, and some TLC, Cameron sibling dynamic
A/n: Happy Valentines Day
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Something is off.
You felt it.
With infrequent visits from your boyfriend, texts over calls, and no contact otherwise you were concerned.
He's expressed a text is nice, but it doesn't properly demonstrate his disapproval, if any. That and he doesn't like to miss you on the phone. If you needed to talk then and there he'd do it.
You usually see him around when you're not hanging out, but the last two weeks have been different.
Last week you caught him at the bonfire, and he kept you in his sight while chugging a barrel of beer, and Tuesday he arranged lunch plans for you two, but that was the last time you actually saw him.
Since then he makes sure to send a text a day at least, in between those. It's not always coherent, but it's something.
Today would mark the third quarter of a week in which you haven't had physical contact.
Rafe, on the other end of that was miserable. His head was killing him, palm pressed up to his forehead as he sat in the kitchen, squeezing the life out of a water bottle, letting some of it dribbling down his chin.
He was encouraged before seeking a medical fix to try drinking water since he and hydration have history.
Advised by you, the one time you played doctor.
Maybe you could cure him, you've done it before right?
But, by the way your phone hasn't rang, he's decided against it. Until you got a text from an unknown number.
Unknown
Unkn: Please come get my brother
You: Sarah?
She's who you immediately thought of because you were considering a house visit.
Once she confirmed it was her, you immediately edited the contact name.
Sarah <3: Yes
You: what's wrong?
Sarah <3: I'll call you
And when it rang you picked up. Sarah initially didn't say something, but you could hear her footsteps, and the wind faintly in the background.
You listened on, curious about what was happening, and then you heard it.
A suppressed cough followed by a sniffle, but that wasn't all. "Sarah, get out," Rafe rasped on the other end, his voice clear in the background.
And then her retreating steps.
Once she was out of earshot she adjusted the camera to face time, her blonde hair whipping into frame.
"How long has he been like that?" "Who knows?" She shrugged, adjusting her shirt. She didn't have much to say on the matter, she simply flipped the screen around, revealing Rafe on the couch.
He's on his stomach, face pressed into a pillow and a blanket pulled up to his waist. Visually his surroundings were clean, no tissues, pill bottles, no indication he's been on the couch longer than it looks, but if you squint you could see the crease in his forehead, and chest moving with his labored breaths.
Then it switched back to Sarah, "get him out of here, please."
"I'll see what I can do," you said, kicking off your covers.
You were on the road soon enough, driving to the Camerons's house.
When you arrived, you pulled into the driveway, backing symmetrically against the curb, turning off your engine.
Sarah tip toed outside, skipping over to your car with the biggest grin. "So?" She asked, hopefully placing her hand on her hips.
She had a lot of faith in your ability to influence Rafe to do anything.
"I need to see him first," you dodge, stepping up to the porch. Your knuckles rapped against the door, stopping when you heard a groan from the other side.
You pressed your ear to the door, hearing Rafe's grumbling and dragging feet. The lock clicked against the door, Rafe's fingers gripping the door frame, a couple inches above his head, which was hung low.
You looked up, your fingers sifting his hair out of his face, your eyes looking up to meet his tired, droopy ones. He straightened his lousy posture, turning his head away, "What're you doing here?"
Sarah called, but that's not what he wanted to hear. "I've been meaning to visit," you step closer, wedging your foot between the door. "Let me in?"
He again grumbled under his breath, shuffling back, keeping an eye in you as you walked through the door, closing it behind you.
Now you were looking around. You could see Rafe's makeshift palate on the couch, the living room furniture spotless, and an air freshner fuming in the corner.
Mint?
"So, how are you feeling?" "Fine."
You had dropped your bag off on the loveseat, across the way, sitting down in the corner, keeping him in sight.
You figured your staring had made him uncomfortable with how much he shifted around once he "settled". Not long after for the one second you turned away he got to his feet, gathered his blankets and lugged them over his shoulder, heading up the stairs.
You waited to he disappeared to give him a semblance of space, too getting to your feet.
Sarah peeked her head back in, scanning the coast landing on you, shimmying the belt of your jeans up a little higher. You shot her a playful look, unhooking your car keys from the chain of your purse, tossing them to her.
"Got it," she whispered, popping out.
And so you went up.
Rafe's room was in poorer shape than the living room. Bed disheveled, laundry tossed over, his pillows stripped, curtains tied, his closet had seemingly flooded into the room, and the picture above his bed was crooked.
"Rafe..." You offered a sympathetic look, tilting your head at him. He rolled his shoulders back, plopping onto his bed, hands folding over his abdomen.
This was so unlike him, the bed like him, but everything else was usually neat. Some superstition about the state of your mental. Right now his is crowded, stuffy, and in need of a little tidying up.
You trudged through his sock pile, stepping into the clear tile of his bathroom floor, eyes immediately drawn to the trash overflowing with tissues. Empty boxes parked on the sink, floor, in the tub.
Unlike some people, he's not too kooky about being sick. In fact he'll lie in it.
You didn't need to check his temp to know he was burning up, despite the goosebumps littering his arms.
He was sick. Not a doubt in your or his mind.
You peeled back his foggy mirror, looking at the many yellow prescription bottles he's got lying in a row, twisting the labels around.
Some of these are for low blood pressure, not of course prescribed to him.
"Bae," you called, swiping a couple up, "which one of these is Tylenol?" Probably none.
And you were right, not Tylenol, ibrouprophen, not acetaminophen, nothing you could think of off the tip of your brain. "Okay," perhaps you were being too specific.
"Which one of these is a painkiller or reliever of sort?"
Finally, Rafe thought. A broader spectrum to work with. Over the counter meds wouldn't do it for him. Part of him wanted the high.
"White pills, red label," he coughed.
White pills red label, white pills, red label, white pills, you repeated to yourself, swatting the other bottles away. You found it far off in the corner. "Vicodin?"
"Yeah,"
"Two, right?"
"Three,"
"Nice try," you chuckled popping the pills into your palm. You know he'd take one every 30 minutes if he didn't feel they were kicking in fast enough.
Before you could ask about water you stepped forward until a mound of them, all crinkled up, empty, there had to be at least 10.
Poor baby, he was really suffering.
"Sit up and lean back," you instructed, holding your hand out, watching him look down at the pills then to you.
He attempted to grab them, but you closed your hand making him grumble, "I'm fine where I'm at," he grumbled for the umpteenth time.
"Choke," you wished, tossing them at him.
He wheezed out a broken laugh, making you almost regret your request, "if you insist," he smirked, watching you scramble to the edge of the bed, reaching for the medicine.
He pulled away.
Of course.
Your knee slipped beneath his as you climbed on top of him, sitting on his thigh, the other leg propped up beside you. "Finally, some urgent care," he leaned forward, abs crunching beneath your hand pinning his waist down.
"Not that kinda rodeo," you insisted, slipping your fingers over the crevice of his shoulders, squeezing them, pinching at his collarbone.
His brows unfurled, loosening at the feel of your attentive touch working over some tense spots.
Once you got him mellowed out you scooted off his lap, settling beside him, running your fingers through his hair.
You would've made tea, or got an him an ice pack, but his body temperature was so out of wack he may not be able to handle anymore chemical changes.
When you were done your fingers found their way through his hair, sweeping it back from over his eyes, combing it back, giving his scalp a nice scratch the had his head tilting over your shoulder.
He huffed against you, defeated the simple act had tamed him considerably.
"This all you wanted? Just a little loving?" He opened his eyes, cocking his head back, "Why are you talking to me like I'm a dog?"
"I think all partner talk was derived from talking to dogs," you concluded, shrugging it off.
You sat there for a while, acting out terrible scenarios of how talking to a partner could feel like treating/taming a dog.
While you were talking, you put the rooms trash to use, sifting through what you could reach from the bed.
And Rafe made a game of shooting balls of socks into his laundry bin.
"This feels poguey," he comments, leaning his head back against your lap with a genuine smile.
"Doesn't make it less fun," it just meant he wouldn't admit to anything that's happened in the last two hours.
His wrist flicked back, hurling the white socks towards the bin, landing beside it.
"Oh, big talk there," you winced, pinching his side.
"Alright, hotshot, let's see you make a basket," he challenged, looking up to you.
All was in good fun and while kisses may have been contagious you stuck to scratching his chin, placing your palm over his forehead and kissing the back of it for the time being.
Quite the mystery... š¤āØš
"It's Valentine's day, who are you gonna-"
I DON'T LOVE ANYBODY, THAT'S MY POWER!!!
Hawk X Reader
Warnings? None just extra fluff!
"A chance?"
Ā On the outside Eli wasn't Eli anymore, he was Hawk. With his new found confidence and his spiked up red hair everyone thought he was no longer that shy, sweet, and insecure little boy.
Ā Even Demetri thought that Eli, now known as Hawk was no longer shy and insecure. But you knew different, whilst everyone had basically given up on the new Eli facade which consisted of a new look and new found confidence. You never gave up on him, which made his heart beat 10 times the normal speed.
A phone call brought you out of your thinking, with a sigh you grab your phone turning it over to see Eli, we'll Hawk calling you.
Ā Confusion soon crosses your face as to why Hawk would be calling you. But non the less you answered it in fear that he might need your help with something.
Ā "Hello?" You answer clearly confused.
Ā "Hey.... Y/n, I need to tell you something that's been on my mind recently and I was wondering if.... we could maybe meet up?" Hawk says sounding almost nervous, as his voice cracks throughout the little speech.
Ā Ā "Um okay, sure. Wher-" but before you could finish your sentence he interrupts you.
Ā "-Golf N' Stuff, I'll pick you up" Hawk replies excitedly.
Ā "Okay, sounds good" You say feeling excitement bubbling in your stomach, it's been a while since you and one of your best friends have hung out which happened to also be a crush that you hid for quite some time.
Ā "Great! See you then!" He says before quickly hanging up.
Ā Baffled you slowly put your phone down before rushing to your closet trying to find the perfect outfit which you finally just decided on your best but favorite outfit you only wear only certain occasions.
Ā Soon enough there's a knock on your front door signaling that Hawk is most likely here. Grabbing your keys and your phone you rush down the stairs. Stopping in front of the door taking a breath before smoothing out your outfit.
Ā Taking a deep breath you grab the door handle and open it pulling it towards you to see a nervous looking Hawk with a box of chocolates.
Ā "I panicked so I got one of your favorites" He says handing you the heart shaped box.
Ā Your heart flutters as you take the box "thank you Eli- Uh well Hawk" You start suddenly feeling awkward.
Ā "It's okay, you can call me Eli, Y/n. I, I like when you say it" Eli all but blushes.
Ā "Well then Eli, are you ready?" You say holding your hand out for him to take before closing your front door.
Ā "Of course, always" He replies before taking your hand and leading you to his ruby red car that you grew found of.
Ā Walking to the passenger side you place your hand on the handle getting ready to open it "wait-" Eli stops you before rushing over to your side and opening the door for you.
Ā "M'lady" He says gesturing for you to sit.
Ā You smile as a tiny blush covers your cheeks so light Eli almost missed it "thank you" You say politely as you take a seat, Eli shutting the door behind you before quickly rushing to the drivers side getting in and cranking up the car.
Ā Some time passes as you both sit in comfortable silence while Eli drives, soon you arrive at golf N' stuff. Eli quickly takes the key out of the ignition before running to your side of the car and opening the door.
Ā "You're such a gentlemen" You all but giggle something you only found yourself doing around Eli before stepping out of the car letting Eli close the door back.
Ā "Only for you" He says grabbing your hand and kissing the back of it.
Ā Soon there's a long pause between you to, you both start moving closer to each other simultaneously. You pause "so- where to first?" You ask as you both pull away.
Ā Eli clears his throat "Oh yeah, right. How about 'shoot a hoop'?" He asks rubbing the back of his neck.
Ā "Okay" You say as you both walk up to the paying booth.
Ā "Hello, welcome to Golf N' stuff. Would it be separate or together?" The young lady asks politely.
Ā "Together" Eli replies before you could.
Ā "Okay that'll be thirty six's dollars" she says sweetly.
Ā Eli quickly reaches for his wallet and hands her the money, she gives him his change back along with our bracelets.
Ā We walk hand in hand into the game court "I call dibs for paying for our food" You say swinging you and Eli's intertwined hands back and forth.
Ā "Hey that's no fair, I want to" Eli pouts causing you to giggle.
Ā "Maybe next time okay?" You suggest.
Ā "There's going to be a next time?" He asks bugging your shoulder.
Ā "Yes most likely there will be" You say teasingly.
Ā Not even five seconds later you both arrive at the 'shoot a hoop! Booth. "Alright pick one" Eli says looking at the stuffed animals.
Ā "That one" You say pointing at a dolphin stuffed animal.
Ā "He must be one lucky dolphin" Eli says chuckling as the man behind the booth hands him a small basketball.
Ā Shooting the first ball he makes it, and the next, and the last. "We'll take that one" Eli says pointing at the dolphin.
The young man hands us the dolphin "thank you" You say as Eli hands you the animal.
You hug the dolphin close to your chest "thank you Eli" You say kissing his cheek.
"Of course Y/n" He says as a small blush covers his cheeks.
"So what did you want to tell me?" You ask curiously as you turn to look at Eli.
"Well, Y/n. I don't know how to say this but... I like you like a lot and I was wondering if you would give me a chance to show you I've changed....?" He asks nervously.
When you don't answer Eli starts to get more nervous as his hands start to shake "Eli I like you to" You finally say causing Eli to let out a nervous breath.
Eli grabs your hands and pulls you closer "can I kiss you?" He asks lowly.
"Yes" You say as you feel your heart racing.
Maintaining eye contact Eli moves one of his hands from yours and rests it on your cheek gently before placing his lips on yours.
Moving in sync you place one of your hands on his neck as you pull him closer. Slowing down the kiss you both pull away breathing heavily.
"You always had a chance"
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What's all this about Valentine's Day and Cupid and Love?? I just wanted a magic Sceptre that summons a Legion of the Dead!
happy Valentineās Day! Tails made this
GOOGLE DOODLES ARE VERY CUTE
Like, look at this!
(Instead of getting ready to go to school I was doing the puzzle haha)
I got this in the questionnaire! ā
I am hydrogen š!
(I love chemistry)
My mommy gave me my favorite chocolates
AAAAAA HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO EVERYONE WHO FINDS THIS POST!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
They are all loved and cherished. Everyone have a nice day and life ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
And if no one gives it to you, take this š«ā¤ļø
actually if weāre mutuals we are valentines. no takebacksies.
Demiromantic more like homieromantic š„ ba dum Chingš„
Official Valentineās Day post from your local Demi
My friends: āFor Valentineās Day Iām going to dinner and a movie with my partner, itās gonna be so romanticā
Me: taking a bath with a face mask while reading amberpricefield fanfiction on AO3
Were you remembered to spend Valentine's Day with someone you love?
donāt forget to read the latest letter from toby fox (for some reason my letter went to spam, which is why I almost missed it)
what cards did you receive? I got these
(spamton one is tremendous)(and may be the reason why the letter went to spam)
