LIPSTICK KISSES

Prompt: Your kiss leaves a lipstick mark on his lips.

Pairing: Malleus/Silver x gn!reader

A/N: Ngl, I actually got a little embarrassed while writing this. Dedicated to the biggest Diasomnia simps I know @unknown-aislingand@twstlibrary. I’ll write another version for Lilia and Sebek after classes today but for now… SIMP FOR SILVER. Silver’s part ended up being a makeout session lol

Lilia and Sebek version

MALLEUS DRACONIA

- with your body pinned against his own, malleus leans down and captures your lips in a passionate yet gentle kiss. when he feels you relax, he raises one of his hands to cup your cheek, pulling you as close to him as possible

- his fangs then graze your bottom lip, the pointed ends lightly pricking the soft flesh which draws a quiet whine out of you. believing that he had hurt you, he immediately breaks the kiss and gazes at you worriedly

- he’s confused when you gasp at him with a flustered look, and thinks that maybe you’re still not used to him kissing you—but that thought is quickly discarded the moment you apologise for leaving a lipstick mark on his lips

- his eyes widen for a split second before he smirks somewhat slyly. “mm… then why don’t you try to clean it off for me?” he stops your hand that’s about to wipe the lipstick mark off with your handkerchief. “with your lips, little darling.”

SILVER

- silver has you pressed against one of the walls in an empty hallway. classes have ended for the day, so nobody would be around to witness your intimate act as the knight swoops down to steal a long kiss from your lips

- pulling away slightly, he whispers your name against your lips before leaning in to kiss you again. he then grabs your hips and drags you closer to him, eager to eliminate any distance that exist between your bodies

- as you shakily cling onto him for support, he draws himself back and moves in to gently bite your earlobe, his soft pants echoing in your ear. you gasp sharply at his action, and he begins to plant kisses down your neck

- he pauses upon noticing the rouge marks on your skin and quickly realises that your lipstick had stained his lips. “… your lipstick left a mark on me.” before you could stutter out an apology, he silences you with another kiss and then breaks away with a small smile. “it’s alright, i don’t dislike it.”

The wheel turns… the blood–pure and warm… Who will take the vial on this winter night?~

Twisted Wonderland Matchups - Golden Star (NSFW)

Commissioned to @sleepy-kat14

By the swirl of the vial, the mystery unfolds…

『Your destiny is with…—』

TW// a bit of dacryphilia, master/servant vibes, humiliation and degradation

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

→ Azul Ashengrotto

He meets you at the entrance ceremony and sees you’re slightly anxious for the results, but he mostly pays no mind. But when he sees that somehow, you’ve placed in Octaniville, he gets enthused. People see that you’ve caused this octopus boy’s attention to overlook everything else, and instead, hunt you over. With the help of his two eel companions, Floyd and Jade, he’ll hunt you down, just so he can get to know you better. He saw that you were easygoing, and that you were just a bit naive, kind of like a kitten wandering around a parking lot in search of a warm bed and a good meal. He saw that you were a people pleaser, and Floyd started giving him ideas on the future, with his mind being the way it is. The ideas on corruption started to flow in his mind, Suggestibility, perhaps? He let his mind dance briefly, but not enough for it to get distracted, oh no. He offers you a place at the Mostro Lounge. Are you in need of a job there in this new world? Of course, you’ll take it happily won’t you? But don’t worry. This won’t be the end of your relations with Azul, no no.

His mind will curve around the fact that you’re particularly smart, and that your grades seem to be important to you, which adds more fantasies within his fishy friend’s head.How you treat customers, your innocent sweet smile, the way your ass jiggles in your light fitting pants… ah did we mention that Jade gave you pants that were a size too small? Yeah, for the sake of Azul trying to examine your behavior with other people, you grew increasingly anxious when you felt your pants tightening with each step, how your breath started to wander off on its own path… oh, but let’s not get too hasty now. He has work to do.

Oh, how he’ll play you into his palm moments later however. Much like a kitten, your submissive nature may get the best of you when he pulls a contact from his lovely hands, golden paper aligned with a signature line adorning the bottom of the cursive typed wording, neatly spaced and ready for any innocent reader to take a nose dive. Of course, when you read it you sign it right? As a people pleaser, you’re so agreeable. Such an agreeable little darling you can be for this octopus.~ But what does this contract entail? Do we have a deal?

Well, it’s you of course! In exchange for fufilling all of Your desires he gets you in exchange… you body at least. As a chubby man himself, he sees your stretch marks and your beautiful chub, and he finds enlightenment to see that he can have someone to relate to. Albeit he’s a little ashamed in his body, he can find pleasure in the fact that you don’t mind.

Such a cutie patootie you are to him, obeying every command like a dog, listening to his every word, it’s almost like you were made to be put on a leash for his amusement. He’ll give you complicated things to do— such as dusting up in high places where you have to force your body to stretch up real high, or clean down below tables, where you have to find ways to contort your body so that you’ll fit. He watches you do this with a twisted grin, as he gets to revel in the fact that you’re trying for him.

Some octopi can be quite aggressive. Especially however in the presence of a mate. So when Floyd comes for grabs, Azul, quite darkly, shoos him away from his prey. Buying you lavish things as possession gifts, watching you wear them as you game with your friends. They see you wearing that necklace he got for you the other day, or the ring he found just out of nowhere— damn near strapped to your finger like a keepsake. He finds it erotic that other people get to see these gifts without any real or clear intention as to what they mean.

And when he ties you up so intricately, he’s always been a fan of shibari, the Japanese rope tie style, so intricate and so artistic, like a piece of artwork for his crustacean eyes. He’s so fascinated by your doe eyes, the way they revel in the false light of hope. Your reddening cheeks, puffy and akin to his own, filling with blood at his feather light glove clad touches on your skin. How quaint.~

The Leech twins can only scoff and laugh at the mess that Azul has made you— from a commoner to his queen, wrapped in a contract. Be sweet to him, and he will show you his mercy, as a gentleman should. But when he doesn’t, oh dear do things get wild. He’ll start by verbally degrading you as he enters the room, clapping his hands slowly, as if honoring your subtle form in his shadow. He walks over, slowly, like a snake in the woods monitoring its prey, and he pulls you closer. Pulls you by the chain wrapped on your neck. The beautiful sapphire gems engraved in what would’ve been soft black leather, with his initials and yours, carved into a single silver heart with a cute bell in the front that would ring when you got excited. Would command you to kneel before him and service him, much like a good girl should. Being keen on the fact that you would be doing everything, his hands would be instructing yours, as though silently telling you to unbutton, pull down, pull out, caress, stroke, suck….

Will you be a good girl and get back on the bed for him? Like good prey that he won’t have to hunt down? Will you be good and spread your legs for him? Giving him a feast for his eyes to drool upon, as your cunt swells and dumbly drools at the sight of his hunger laden eyes. At times like this, he’s all but gentle as he shows you who’s boss here, the dominant one in this contract, all the while keeping a confident smile on his face knowing he has all the power, all the control, all the energy in the world knowing he has everything laid out before him, just for him to take and crush. To pound. To make that someone cry and whine and moan like a small cat, clawing away at him for mercy. It’s not gonna work my dear. With all this power he has, he’ll go crazy.

Comfort Headcanons: Heartslabyul + Octavinelle

Summary: The second and third years are here for you, if you’d like the comfort I’ve only done two dorms for now, but might write the rest too if there’s interest!

Characters: Riddle, Trey, Cater, Azul, Jade, Floyd

CW:At the start of each section the reader’s worries/situation is described. If you’d rather not read contents related to said topics, feel free to scroll past!

Heartslabyul: feeling alone, like you don’t fit in

• Trey is aware their dorm can be a rowdy bunch, but please know that whenever you’re feeling down, they’re more than happy to be there for you to lean on.
• Riddle tells you about the history of the dorm, slowing down to appreciate the rose garden especially.
• When he’s not angered, Riddle’s voice is very pleasant to listen to. Besides that, there’s a sense of delicate nostalgia in the way he introduces you to how roses came to be symbolic to the Queen of Hearts.
• Riddle can be a little awkward about approaching emotions, but you realise he’s trying to keep you company in his own way. Perhaps listening to stories like these was how he passed the time when he was a child?
• You can imagine a young Riddle, curious and wide-eyed at the wondrous campus you get to live on. Besides that, you can see the way he seems to find comfort in nature and animals - perhaps as a result of the strict childhood you heard of from Trey…
• Riddle is a gentle person beneath his severity, and through today you feel a bit less intimidated by his perfection in academics. Trey places a plate of biscuits before you, telling you about the new blend he bought lately.
• Whether or not you’re the type to appreciate the aroma of tea, there’s no doubt that having a warm drink soothes the senses. Trey checks up on you, asking how things have been going lately - he’s attentive and makes you feel listened to without the pressure of divulging things you’d rather not, and shares random stories he can think of to pass the time as well.
• And of course, as a reliable third-year, Trey is happy to offer some advice if you have something on your mind. When you ask him if there was anything he wishes his past self knew, Trey was caught off-guard before settling into a thoughtful silence.
• Finally, you’re told that he wishes he was a bit braver. He says this quietly right as Cater enters the room, flashing a smile and wink at you as he announces that he’s here to help his cute underclassman through their rough path.
• You try to tell him that it’s not that serious, but Cater simply continues on and joins the conversation (something about how you shouldn’t take away his chance to support you).
• When you offhandedly summarize that you were just feeling a little alone and isolated, Cater frowns - but not particularly at you, rather…
• “Hey, we’re right here, aren’t we?” He tries to pout and lighten the mood, but it melts into a sadder, understanding smile. “So even if you feel like there’s nowhere to go, you can come to us.”
• Despite all its rules, Wonderland is a place that accommodates all sorts no matter what cards you’ve been dealt. So when the roses have been painted red, and the white rabbit wanders across the green… won’t you humor them for a tea party or two?

Octavinelle: too many things to do, burnout/overwhelmed

• Busy, busy, busy… That was your general impression of Octavinelle. Who could blame you when the lounge was always bustling with business and students, hurrying about for studies and clubs? 
• Azul sympathizes with your desire to handle things alone, but doesn’t agree with the way you’re stretching yourself thin. He reminds you that a sustainable lifestyle would always be better in the long run, and even offers his help.
• He knows how hard it can be to break out of a habit, so instead of simply convincing you to want to change, Azul gives you tips to cope with it for now. He respects your feelings to continue on, and tries to make it more forgiving on you with tips and knowledge.
• Payment? Oh, don’t worry about it - he’ll collect that when you’re not as overwhelmed with life. Very benevolent of him, no?
• Jade mentions that you seem frazzled these days, which surprises you since you didn’t realise he was paying attention. 
• He asks if you’d like a drink (on the house!) And who are you to reject the offer when he gives you a slight smile and starts to work?
• Little talks with Jade are nice, especially when there are no ulterior motives - and you find that he’s quite good at giving advice! Especially when what you needed was a strategic approach. His mind was as sharp as ever, always able to help you out of a conundrum - not without reasonable efforts on your part too, of course.
• Floyd simply takes a look at you and says that prolonging your burnout doesn’t seem to be worth it - because the look in your eyes? You don’t seem like you’re having fun, and that’s reason enough to stop.
• It’s touching enough that he doesn’t just leave you to suffer alone though. Floyd tags along with you on occasion (he does leave when he gets too bored, but it’s the thought that counts! And he does come back around later to check if you’re still slaving away.)
• In a sense, he likes to look after you! Much like Jade, you don’t really realise this until he asks if you’re done with that project for Professor Trein, and halfway through your answer you trail away in surprise. Floyd doesn’t pay it any mind though, prompting you to continue.
• Despite how ambitious your peers could be, you learn that when work hours dwindle to a stop, even the fishes go to rest. The sea and stars murmur, quiet as the moon watches over your tired forms.

Vampire!Cater

Summary: You’ve found out Cater was a vampire, and try to express that you’re not leaving him anytime soon.

CW:Vampires, mentions of drinking your blood

Cater has always tried to suppress his desire for blood; if he was a terrying predator, it’d only drive people away. No one likes a vampire without self-control, after all. It was just uncivilised - no dignity at all!

Things were picture-perfect, right up until he met you.

See, you weren’t just any friend; you cared about Cater, perhaps a bit too much for your own good. He’d simply dub it as curiosity, but at the end of the day Cater knew it was instead worry that drove you to look into his lifestyle, and to eventually figure out what he was.

…and just to call it curiosity felt empty, didn’t it? As foolish as it was, Cater didn’t want to reduce your intentions into something as flimsy as that.

All the moments he let himself slip played in his mind as he buried his face into his pillow - a part of himself was relieved you finally knew his identity, yet another was afraid.

You weren’t disgusted by him at the moment. That much was clear from how you’re still by his side, daring to run your hand through his hair as if to calm him. Cater didn’t have to heart to tell you that your touch was just making him more nervous, and a little indignant - would you really smile at him so kindly once you saw what a monster he could be?

Cater pushed himself upright, sitting himself next to you. You were surprised by his sudden movement, but chose to watch his expression carefully instead.

Worried, curious, caring. Cater wanted to soak in your attention, and another part of him wanted to push you away.

Could he scare you if he tried? How much effort would it take?

“You’re oddly calm, Prefect.” His voice was smooth as honey. As he whispered into your ear, heat rushed to up your neck in a prickling sensation. “…Hey, since you know my secret now, can I ask you something?”

“Ask me…?” You weren’t sure what it was, but something about his tone made you tense. This wasn’t the usual Cater, he…

He sounded angry. And just a little afraid.

“Would you let me drink your blood?” As you struggled to answer, Cater drew away and laughed. “I promise it won’t hurt! But you don’t have to say yes of course, I can find other sources for food.”

He didn’t expect you to agree, nodding your head with a nervous gulp. Cater’s eyes widened for a moment, before he gave you yet another smile.

He brushed his hair out of his face as he leaned closer to you. Even if his instincts told him to bite down, Cater hesitated from piercing your flesh, instead grazing your neck with the tips of his fangs.

“Are you sure about this?”

“…I trust you, Cater.”

That was the moment all the energy seeped out of his body, and Cater surprised you by laying his head on your shoulder instead, nuzzling into you.

He hoped you wouldn’t shift to look at his face - he was sure it was burning red from how embarrassed he felt. Cater let himself rest some of his weight onto you for support. Your words played in his head like a haze, as did the warmth of your body so close to his.

How could he ever think of scaring you away?

Summary: a Tangled!AU with Malleus as Rapunzel, and reader as Flynn

This is also a collab with the talented @myuunji please do check out their blog if you haven’t already!!

“What are you doing?”

“What?” You looked at him as if he’d grown an extra head. “Of course it’s to…”

The world sets his senses ablaze. Malleus is revering at the way he’s lost in it: the sunlight that cast the town in a golden glow, the lanterns and flowers that’s blurring from how the dance spins, and steps, and brings him round and round again.

His partner changes once more, and Malleus hears a laugh that draws his eyes in its direction. Everything slows, it comes to focus on the crinkle at the corner of your eyes, your grin, and the way you looked as if the world couldn’t touch you.

He longs, for a moment, to reach out towards that light - and then the music clicks back into place as momentum draws him into a turn, pulling him away and leaving Malleus stunned by the sudden loss of that sight.

The melody picks up its tempo, building into a crescendo. The beat quickens, the smiles grow more giddy, and this time Malleus doesn’t stop himself from searching for you. A glance, a discreet turn, a tilt of the head–

His heart almost stops when you appear from behind him, switching partners and stepping around so fluidly as if you’ve known this dance all your life.

With how happy you look right now, Malleus hopes you really did.

The world starts to spin again.

-

“This is an improvement from the tavern,” Malleus glances at you out of the corner of his eye. “Are you familiar with this town?”

He can imagine you living here, free from the bounty on your head and friends with many. Perhaps he might see you during a celebration such as this again, and–

“I’ve visited a few times before, but never stuck around too long because of…” You gesture vaguely, bringing his attention to your deft hands. A stall is selling apples for a deal, and you smile as you give them the coin for it - from his pouch. “It’s a nice place though, right?”

You turn to him, returning the money and expecting an answer.

“I wouldn’t mind visiting again,” he manages to say.

There’s a tilt to your lips as you consider it. “So you like atmospheres like these, huh? The tower probably didn’t have much for entertainment with you all alone.”

“I didn’t mind being alone that much,” he admits. “But it would be nice to be invited to events once in a while.”

You said you’d keep that in mind, and Malleus can’t help but wonder what his life might’ve been like if only he’d met you earlier. He looks pointedly at the bouquet in your arms as you sit yourselves on a bench, raising a brow. “Do vendors normally give out cabbages to who they think are couples?”

You almost choke at his wording. “I– Uh, not exactly. I think it was just because he owned a vegetable stall.” You look down at the greens. “Generally it’d be a bouquet of flowers, but I suppose if you try hard enough they’d look like roses?”

“Would you prefer if they were something else?”

Malleus took your curious look as a go-ahead to show what he meant; he reaches out and touches the tip of his finger to the bouquet, and you watch in awe as a familiar green trail of magic envelops it. It tickles your hands as the cabbages glow and bloom into soft petals of yellows and blues and purples, like a meadow of wildflowers captured to rest in your arms.

He picks one to tuck behind your ear with a pleased smile. “…There.”

Your eyes widen as you feel your face heating up. In your indignation you avert your gaze and demand that Malleus turn around so that you aren’t the only one decorated with blooms (and so that he wouldn’t notice your movements growing flustered).

Yet even as you tuck flower after flower into his hair, you slowly come to the realization that they stood out vibrantly against his dark locks. Not to mention, it’s hard to embarrass a man who knows nothing of what your actions might imply.

It’s a blessing and a curse, for when he smiles at you after you’re done, you realize…

“How do I look?” He asks.

Beautiful, you think. (It’s bittersweet.) You look like a prince.

And princes have always been out of reach for commoners, and lie even further from a thief wanted by the kingdom.

“Great,” You reply weakly, folding your hands onto your lap and smiling back. “You look wonderful.”

art credits to @myuunji​ !!

Vampire!Ace Trappola

CW:Vampires, Ace drinks your blood, mentions of a wound from that.

Just a little bit yabai, please read at your own discretion!

“Are you dumb or something?” Ace mutters. His gaze is conflicted as it rests on you. “Why aren’t you running off?”

“You’re the dumb one here.” You scoff, crossing your arms. For someone volunteering to be a bloodbag, you didn’t seem very concerned at all. “Why would I run from you? It’s not like you’re going to kill me from just a meal.”

No - but Ace would’ve preferred if you were more worried for yourself. He sighs, staying in place. “I’m not drinking from you. You should take this more seriously, you know? I could take too much, and then-”

“-and if I pass out, you better nurse me back to health.” You say it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. You place your hands on Ace’s shoulders, forcing him to look at you. “I know you’re worried about somehow messing this up, but I trust you. You need blood to live, right? And you haven’t fed in a while.”

Ah, this isn’t good - with you so close, the urge to bite grew stronger. You were dangling a dessert right before his face.

“…Just a little.” Ace bit his lip. “Don’t go complaining later on if it hurts more than you expected.”

He contemplated where to drink from, running his thumb over the side of your neck. You tensed. He could feel your pulse more clearly now - it skipped in anticipation, and…

Ace couldn’t help but smile to himself: you acted all high and mighty, but you’re kind of scared too, aren’t you?

He didn’t hate that. It was good that you still had some sense in front of a predator.

As he leaned closer to your neck, you held your breath - only to let out a noise of confusion as he took your wrist instead, drawing your palm to his lips, and bit.

It stung a little, but you were too distracted by the way it tickled afterwards, and how Ace’s eyes were still on you: half-lidded and not completely focused, glowing just slightly as he drank. Your body felt warm, as if he was drawing blood from all over.

Your mind grew a bit fuzzy - perhaps an ability of his to placate his victims - before the warmth of him drew away. Your palm was throbbing slightly where the skin was punctured, but not enough to really hurt. Ace placed a gentle kiss on the wound, and you watched in awe as he muttered in a language you didn’t understand, commanding the wound to heal before your very eyes.

“You feeling okay?” His words were tentative, as if he was still tasting the blood - your blood, on his tongue. Ace licked his lips absentmindedly as he examined your complexion, placing his hands on your face to get a read of your temperature.

“I… I’m fine,” you croaked.

Ace smiled despite himself, chuckling lightly as he brushed his thumb over your cheek - savoring you. “Yeah… You are. Just don’t go offering yourself to some other vampire, alright? Not all of them are as gentle as me.”

— kisses during valentine’s day ♡

gender neutral ficlets featuring: nakajima atsushi, ace trappola, mammon, luke pearce, minagi tsuzuru, kyan reki, kirishima ikuya, & oikawa tooru

fandoms: bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, sk8 the infinity, free!, & haikyuu

a/n: just a special little valentine’s day thing featuring some of my favorite boys <3

the type of kiss and when it happened was all pulled out of a hat at random, but i think all of these are super cute! i hope all of you have a nice valentine’s day! love always, star

—♡ NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI / BUNGOU STRAY DOGS ♡;  LIPS / EVENING

it happens after dinner, as you get up from the table to wash the dishes. despite you and your boyfriend a few hours before giggling and swaying in each other’s arms as music played in the background of your new and unpacked apartment with equally flushed faces, it was this action that flustered you the most.

the heterochromic boy, feeling uncharacteristically bold, stands and pulls you back towards him by your wrist, your lips meeting his in an instant. you find yourself melting into the kiss as his gentle hands now find themselves on your waist and on your face tilting your head deepening the kiss a little more. you pull away first, flushed and needing air as you stare at grown boy in front of you. atsushi smiles softly at you as he brushes away stray hairs from your face. 

“you know you could’ve just asked me to stay?” you ask playfully, a faint blush still plastered on your features, making atsushi’s heart soar.

he only smiles cheekily at you as he retorts, “yeah, but then i wouldn’t get a kiss” the tone in his voice shifts however, to a familiar gentle and soothing tone, “happy valentine’s day (y/n)! thanks for coming into my life, i love you”

—♡ ACE TRAPPOLA / TWISTED WONDERLAND ♡ ; CHEEK / MORNING

it’s unexpected, came out of nowhere on the walk to campus after picking you up from ramshackle. grim no where in sight babbling something about wanting to sleep in a little longer. the kiss was long and sweet, not like the quick, chaste pecks ace usually gives. when he moves away, you know that there’s a dust of blush on your cheeks, but you know his are worse, but you know well by now not to call him out on it. you want to ask where it came from, but he cuts you off, voice evidently showing his embarrassment.

“d-don’t think too much of it!” he looks away from you as he stammers slightly. you giggle as you shake your head fondly choosing not to say anything, but smile contently and continue to look at him as it looks like he has more to say.

“…it’s just cause cater and trey senpai lectured me the other day…said that maybe lack of affection outside might make you worried or something like that, especially since it’s almost valentine’s day. well, today is valentine’s day but i think you get what i mean… right?”

you blink in surprise, but then giggle taking his hand in yours making him splutter as you speak softly giving him smile that makes his heart pound. “…thanks ace, i appreciate it. happy valentine’s day, i love you”

he looks away grumbling under his breath, but doesn’t pull his hand away instead intertwining your fingers together with his. 

“…yeah, i love you too prefect”

—♡ MAMMON / OBEY ME! ♡ ; HAND / EVENING

it was something you never saw coming as mammon has always been quite flustered with romantic words and actions, stumbling over them slightly even when it was just the two of you. it was same as always, you and mammon making your way back home to the house of lamentation after another day at RAD hands interlocked. you were talking about the plans you and your demon boyfriend had that evening, a movie in your room, snacks, cuddles, you know, the typical sleepover works, but when you look up at the white haired male, you find that he was already looking at you.

you stop walking and nudge mammon lightly, “hey, what’s up?”

“n-nothing’s up!”, he stumbled, “s-silly human, nothing’s wrong with the great mammon!”

you raise an eyebrow but your retort dies in your mouth as you realize that your boyfriend looks more serious than normal.

he says nothing but raises your intertwined hands up towards his lips making your breath hitch. he eyes are closed as he presses a warm and heartfelt kiss onto the top of your hands. your cheeks already feel warm, but you can tell they get darker as mammon opens eyes, full of emotion.

warmth. adoration.love.

“did ya think i forgot it was valentine’s day? ya really are stupid huh”

you give him a hard shove and he complains, but you both know that neither of you really mean anything because of the giant grins on your faces. the two of you fall back into a rhythm hands interlocked once more walking back home.

“i love you (y/n), ya better not forget it!”

—♡ LUKE PEARCE / TEARS OF THEMIS ♡ ; FOREHEAD / AFTERNOON

kisses from your boyfriend are random, but are sincere and sweet, just like your relationship. it’s valentine’s day and like you expected, luke shows up at your front door step with breakfast and your whole day planned.

for hours and hours, the two of you explore stellis, dropping by at little shops full of books, knickknacks, small cafes, pet shops, just about everywhere.

it was currently a bit into afternoon, and the detective found himself getting dragged into a little book store. it was quaint, but it had a certain charm to it; the atmosphere was calming and smelled like leather and old books. he watched fondly as you made your way through various shelved until one section caught your eye.

you pulled out a book and briefly scanned its contents before facing luke excitement practically vibrating off your figure babbling on about the contents. he admires your features, a soft look in his eyes making you freeze and feel a bit self conscious.

“hey! w-what are you looking at?”

your detective boyfriend chuckles lightly before placing his hands onto your cheeks bringing your head close to him. he places a loving kiss onto your forehead and he can feel your cheeks get warmer, something that makes a triumphant grin appear on his face.

his smile and the look in his eyes are enough to make you melt. but what really does it for you is what he says afterwards. as a lawyer, you’ve trained yourselves to be unwavering when listening to others, knowing that if you let your guard down, it can change the outcome of your case if you believe the lies and fall for the tricks.

“just someone special. my someone special to be completely specific, my watson~ happy valentine’s day, i love you. always had, always will.”

but you can’t help but break down all your walls for luke pearce.

—♡ MINAGI TSUZURU / A3! ♡ ; FOREHEAD / EARLY HOURS

you can’t help but snuggle deeper into tsuzuru’s hold, burying your face into his neck, the warmth radiating from him helping you drift off. but you control yourself knowing that once you pass out, your workaholic of a boyfriend would just tuck you in and get right back to work.

it’s two am, too early to be up, but for you and your boyfriend it’s the norm. especiallythe week a script is due, which it so happened to be. getting permission to stay over at mankai from izumi to take care of him during this crucial time period was an absolute blessing knowing tsuzuru’s sleep depriving habits.

it was only day two and said scriptwriter already has coffee and energy drinks for blood. so in light of that, a few moments ago, you’ve taken it upon yourself, (as quietly as you can to not wake masumi) to drag your boyfriend to bed to sleep, or at the very minimum take a small nap. it took a while, but you manage to get him in bed, but despite the longing of his body to sleep he just can’t.

there’s too many ideas for plot, character, lines all up in his head. he knows he can’t escape from you any time soon, and that you’re not gonna fall asleep before making sure he does first, so he might as well have someone to bounce ideas off of.

the two are practically pressed chest to chest, exchanging whimsical ideas for a play fit for mankai’s spring troupe, whispering everything knowing how bad of a temper his grouchy roommate could have. but as time went on, you both moved on from the theater talk to more random things.

whispers turning to giggles, and giggles turning to guffaws earning pillows thrown in your direction from masumi’s bed.

“you know what i just realized?” you whisper.

“if you say something about the laundry incident im going to hit you” he deadpans.

“tsuzuru! im serious!”

he rolls his eyes but a fond smile is present as he brushes hair out of your face, “okay what is it?”

“today’s valentine’s day!”, you whisper excitedly.

he blinks before realization dawns on his face, and you take the opportunity to make fun of him a little bit.

“for a scriptwriter and actor, you seem to be speechless. nothing to say? no sonnets to recite? you didn’t write a poem?”, you tease.

you laugh as he whisper yells at you, “don’t lump me in with homare-san!”

your laughs turn much quieter hearing a warning grunt from masumi, but you go silent as tsuzuru brings up a hand to your chin, tilting your head up and pressing an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

he then pulls you closer to him your face once again buried in the crook of your neck and you smile contently.

“sorry that you’re here taking care of me today and for the rest of week instead of us going out, but i really appreciate it”

your eyes begin to droop, but you fight it as you know he has more to say.

“and about those sonnets? and poems? i don’t think anything i write is going to express how much i love you. there isn’t enough words”, he chuckles, “but there are a few things that i can say”

his tone grows a little quieter knowing you’re on the bridge of drifting off, and you fall asleep with his sweet words the last thing on your mind.

“happy valentine’s day (y/n), i love you. more than anything.”

somehow, you have the feeling that tsuzuru wont be leaving this bed anytime soon.

—♡ KYAN REKI / SK8 THE INFINITY ♡ ; LIPS / MORNING

the weather is sunny and warm as always in okinawa and you wait outside the kyan household with your bike one hand, reki’s gift in another. it was valentine’s day after all.

you sigh, smile and shake your head fondly as you hear the chaos that was the kyan household on a regular morning. 

loud and full of life.

your smile only widens as your red headed boyfriend comes tumbling through his front door, in hand his beloved skateboard and roses…??

you raise an eyebrow and in return he sheepishly smiles at you, his hand scratching the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. but nonetheless, he beams at you and you can feel your knees weaken.

“i got them for you! happy valentine’s day!”

your heart melts and you accept the bouquet from reki wondering how you managed to snag such a sweet boyfriend.

as you admire the flowers, reki is busy admiring you. 

(it’s one of his favorite past times. even more than skateboarding! and who cares if miya and langa say he has a dumb dopey look on his face when he does!)

you catch him staring you and you giggle, his grin only widening. though his face changes to one of confusion as pink suddenly takes his vision. you move the small pink bag away from his face and give him a cheeky smile as you place the small gift in his palm.

he puts his skateboard on the ground and looks at you, and you encourage him to open it, “go ahead, it’s for you. but start with the envelope”

he does whaat you says and gasps in excitement, “are these stickers for my skateboard?!”

“yup! take a closer look!”

he gasps again as he looks at the designs of the stickers. on them are little doodles of you, him, and your friends; the same ones he doodles on his notebooks.

he looks at you adoration clear in his eyes, “did make my drawings into stickers?!”

he smile at him nodding as he looks through all of them. when he gets to the last one, he freezes as he soaks in the design. it was a heart shaped one of you and him, the doodle looking like it’s inspired by one of your selfies together. he also takes note that the whole doodle is in your art style making it 100 times more amazing he thinks.

he takes a peak at you and see that you’re already looking at him, a fond and peaceful look on your features that makes his cheeks flare up. he looks back into the bag and pulls out a bracelet. the sight of it lights up and fumble for something in his back pocket confusing you.

but that moment is short lived as he pulls out two matching bracelets. the action makes your eyes widen and you pull up the sleeve of your jacket showing off a bracelet that matched the one you gave him.

you looked at each other briefly before bursting out in joyful laughter.

after your laughing fit was over the two of you exchanged loving looks, the two of you both have dusty pink cheeks.

“so i guess two brains think alike! who would’ve thought we would’ve given each other matching bracelets!” reki gleefully exclaims.

you giggle before launching yourself into his arms, the action making him nearly drop his present, but he reacts quick and wraps his arms around your frame.

god, he truly is in love with you.

andman does he wanna kiss you right now.

and he does just that.

your eyes widen as you process his lips on yours, but just like your boyfriend, you react quick and kiss him back. you can feel him smiling through the kiss and you’re sure he can feel you smiling too. the kiss is warm and full of passion, just like reki.

when the two of you pull away, you’re both breathless. you lean your forehead against his and give him a quick peck on the nose, a peaceful smile on your lips.

“happy valentine’s day, (y/n). thanks for sticking around!”

—♡ KIRISHIMA IKUYA / FREE! ♡ ; HAND / EARLY HOURS

despite a long day of work (for you) and practice (for ikuya) and college (for the both of you unfortunately), you find yourself having a pleasant chat with your boyfriend on his bed. 

you’re both facing each other, blanket haphazardly thrown over your waists, and shy adoring smiles on your faces.

as ikuya talks about his iwatobi, his hometown, you take one of his hands and begin to play with it; you trace shapes like hearts and stars on his palms and play with his fingers, eventually interlocking his fingers with yours.

at the action, he pauses his story and raises an eyebrow at you, a knowing smile set on his features.

“what’s up?”

you hum as you squeeze his hand in yours, “nothing much, just admiring the look of our hands. they look good together yeah?”

the teal haired boy flushes and you laugh at him, your amusement evident.

you smirk at your boyfriend and he internally curses at you for being good looking. 

“you make it too easy ikuya”

“be quiet (y/n)”

your smirk turns to one of a mischievous grin to which ikuya only rolls his eyes in response. but afterwards, a thoughtful look makes its way onto his face making you confused.

“what’s wrong?” you ask worriedly.

he says nothing, but only brings your still intertwined hands close to him and places a long, loving kiss on the back of your hand. this time, you’re the one with a flushed face.

the way he looks at you after would have made your knees wobble if you standing up, but the affect on your heart would still be the same; it’s beating a little faster and you’re positive ikuya can hear it too.

“look at the time” he whispers softly.

you do as he says and turn behind to see the clock on the night stand.

3:27 AM

he chuckles as you turn back to him with a puzzled look on your tired features.

“it’s valentine’s day (y/n)”

your mouth forms into an “o” shape as the realization dawns on you.

“ah”

ikuya snorts before kissing your hand once again. contentment, peace, and love shining through in his smile and in his beautiful eyes.

“i love you (y/n), happy valentine’s day”

—♡ OIKAWA TOORU / HAIKYUU!! ♡ ; CHEEK / AFTERNOON

you wait by the door as you watch your stupidly handsome boyfriend wrap up practice. you find yourself sighing as you watch tooru get hit in the face by other volleyball by no other than iwaizumi hajime.

“he just never seems to learn does he,” you find yourself muttering, rolling your eyes.

looking back up, you find yourself making eye contact with makki and mattsun, and you give them a lazy salute as they grin lazily at you. but those lazy grins turn a little more mischievous as they make their way towards you at the door.

“hey (y/n)”

“hey makki, mattsun. what’s up?”

the two friends wrap an arm around each of your shoulders and you can feel an impending headache coming on, and surprisingly, it’s not from them.

you countdown from three in your head and lo and behold three seconds pass and before makki or mattsun have the chance to say anything you find yourselvs in your boyfriend’s arms.

“leave (y/n) alone! i’m the one going on a date tonight! not you two!”

you roll your eyes at your melodramatic boyfriend before shoving him off ignoring his whines and the other third year’s snickers.

“well there won’t be much of a date if we’re late, stupid”

“you’re spending too much time with iwa-chan!”, he screams, “iwa-chan! im banning you from (y/n)! 10 feet apart at all times!”

“leave me out of this shittykawa!”

“GEH (y/n)! iwa-chan’s being a brute aga—HEY (Y/N)! WAIT FOR ME”

not listening, you begin to walk faster only turning around to give your friends and boyfriend another lazy salute, only slowly down your pace when you hear rapid footsteps catching up to you.

you smile as he matches your pace, finding a rhythm and walking next to you, still slightly panting.

“you’re so mean you know that?” he whines.

you snorted and shove him with your shoulder lightly. “well someone has to be tooru”

“i beg to differ”

you raise an eyebrow at him, amusement and slight disbelief in your tone, “are you pouting?”

“no! no im not”

“i actually have a 5 year old for company”

“your company happens to be your beloved boyfriend thank you very much!”

“that doesn’t make me feel better”

“(y/n)!”

you laugh at the mock betrayal in his voice, finding amusement with the whole situation. afterwards, you smile at him knowing he’s still pouting and nudge him again with your shoulder.

“come on, this date won’t happen on its own now would it?”

the playfulness in your voice makes oikawa smirk slightly, but the fondness is there all the same.

he presses a swift but heartfelt kiss on your cheek making you laugh out in joy.

“happy valentine’s day (n/n)! love you so much kay?”, he flashes you a genuine grin, one he rarely shows in public, it’s full of childishness and excitement and you can help but but grin.

“now let’s go! we’ve got shops and cafes to visit!”

he begins to run and he grabs you by the wrist leading you to your next destination, another place to make more memories to last a lifetime.

you’re grinning so hard you think your face’ll fall off.

WOOO!! ITS STILL VALENTINE’S DAY HERE SO YES I DID IT

i love my boys all the same, but i think it’s obvious to see which ones i kind of struggled on. but! nonetheless this whole thing was really fun! i haven’t had this much fun writing in a while so it was really nice to just get back into the groove. i hope you all had a good valentine’s day!

and as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

Me:

(I swear my mind didn’t think of something else-)

MC: “So you want me to give you a nickname since giving me your real name is too much trouble?”

Malleus: *nods*

MC: “Hmmm…. How about Hornton?”

MC and Malleus: ……..

MC: “You’re right. I’ll think of another.”

Cater: “Why do you guys look so sad?”

Ace: “Have a seat and we’ll tell you.”

Cater: *sits next to them on the bench*

Deuce: “This bench is freshly painted.”

Take care of Silver who was turned into a cat

-OR-

Take care of Rook who was turned into a bunny

Floyd refusing to squeeze you

-OR-

Kalim refusing to hug you

*MC holding onto Ruggie’s shirt*

MC: “I really like Ruggie’s shirt.”

Jack: “Does it still smell like him?”

MC: “…not anymore.”

Been having a bad day today so my brain decided to do a ten pull. Luckily Vil came early to ‘motivate’ me.

Ace: “I’m quick at math.”

Jack: “What’s 95 x 32?”

Ace: “67.”

Jack: “…That’s not even close.”

Ace: “But it was quick.”

MC: *angry* “I can’t believe you would actually throw me!”

Floyd: “I was careful to make sure you didn’t break anything.”

MC: “Are we talking about my bones or the stacks of boxes you threw me at?!”

I am not prepared for your fast comeback Floyd

And here I was prepping for a certain lion to show up in white

Anyways, to everyone wanting these cards, wishing them best of luck

UNTIL NOW❤️❤️❤️

(let’s just hope he didn’t learn cooking from you-know-who)

Be in a scandal relationship with Vil

-OR-

Be in a secret romance with Malleus

Jack: *handing MC a bottle of water* “Here you go.”

MC: “What’s this for?” *takes the bottle and starts drinking*

Jack: “I was worried. Ruggie-senpai says you usually get thirsty around me.”

MC: *suddenly chocking on the water* “WHAT?!”