Valentine's Day

Hit Me Like A Ray Of Sun

“Bitty. Holy fuck.”

Bitty’s eyes fly open.

Ransom is only an inch from his face.

“Wake up, Bits.”

Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.

“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”

Ransom snorts.

“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”

“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”

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The night stopped the moment they got the fire message from Lowell himself, the parchment bursting into life over the table at the bar, sending ash spiralling downward. Not that any of them noticed the mess – everyone was scrambling to read it, where only minutes before, they’d been drinking happily, enjoying, for once, a break.

“You’re a lightweight and just admit it,” Fitzpatrick demanded, slapping his palm on the table and hollering at Aaron, whose dark brow was furrowed under the weight of the alcohol.

“Am not!” he protested back. “Blackwood’s have height alcohol tolerance. It’s in our blood.”

“And, what? You think the Irish are raised on water, do ye?” laughed Caomh, falling over Fitzpatrick as he laughed, the two of them quickly falling into rapid Gaelic that excluded everyone but Deighton.

He was preoccupied drinking himself under the table, no competition needed.

“I feel terrible that we didn’t invite Callow,” lamented Fischer, frowning as she nursed her beer, and had been doing so for the last hour.

“He’s fine, believe me,” Sinclair said with a snort. “Besides, he’s a fuckin’ drain on night’s out, but at least his coin purse is usually open.”

Sinclair turned sharply when he was shoved by Walcott’s boot.

“What?” he said.

With her arm around her girlfriend, Walcott pulled a face at Sinclair. “You have no sense of class, do you?”

“It’s true!” Sinclair protested. “I’ve been around a lot longer than you lot, and I remember when it was just me an’ him staring down the barrel of this thing. Long nights spent at the bar, and if me pint glass were bigger, I probably would’ve drowned meself in it.”

Winterbourne scoffs, turning away from Sinclair. Walcott leans over and whispers in her ear, tugging her back into her side so that they’re wrapped up together.

And then the fire message came, shattering the laughter and romance and banter.

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Yuri!!! on Ice (ユーリ!!! on ICE)

Yurio, Yuuri and Victor pose with their Valentine’s Day gifts for the cover and clear file art for February’s Otomedia Magazine (Amazon US | eBay), illustrated by key animator Minami Seki (関みなみ).


This is very, very late because I got sick and it threw everything off :’D

This was based on a couple requests I got as well as my own desire to see Mob get a lot of gifts. I know him not getting anything (except from little old lady clients) is apart of his thing, but I’m pulling artist prerogative and giving him all the things, both romantic and platonic. Happy (Late) Valentine’s Day!

Some Belated Valentines 2k17 Highlights from Flower Land

- The giant Russian man who stormed through the door while we were quite busy and shouted “Whoooo is helping me? I need BEST FLOWERS in the WORLD because I have BEST WIFE!!”
- The old man who picked up his roses at 8 AM and when I said “I hope she likes them!” giggled and said “These oughta keep me outta the dog house for at least a week!”
- At 3 PM: “I need a delivery of tulips to the south side today.” “We aren’t doing any more deliveries to the south side today.” “I should tell you that this is on behalf of my client {Redacted Football Player} of The Bears and he is willing to pay literally anything.”
- “Hey, boss, I have an order from FootballPlayer of The Bears and he is willing to pay literally anything.” “Don’t you mean FootballPlayer of The Bears FOR NOW?”
-“Okay tell him we’ll do it but he has to buy all our remaining tulips.”
- One guy wanted to buy a teddy bear holding a real rose so I made a teeny tiny rose bouquet for the bear to hold and it is easily the cutest thing I have ever made.
- This same guy grabbed a 55 dollar
arrangement from my table and brought it to me and said “Add flowers to this until it is 200 dollars.”
- Valentine’s Day makes some men crazy.
- When the last man came in to pick up his arrangement twenty minutes after we were supposed to close everyone who was working shouted his name in unison and it was Hilarious.
- All the parents sending flowers to their single professional daughters. Almost all of them made me teary. People from all over the country have daughters who live in Chicago and are single and they all wanted to send their single Chicago daughters flowers.
- “A man is calling and he says you are his best friend?” “What?” “He has an Eastern European accent?” “OH! It’s the man who has the best wife!”
- “I would like 100 roses.” “That will be 600 dollars.” “I would like 12 roses.”


@fgtmgt I have seen quite a few very sweet and very cute things for 100% Love, but for me personally my mind definitely is stuck on the idea that it would really be 100% Awkward instead so viola! I’ve drawn them around the ages I draw them for And Nearly Letting Go because I’ll be damned if this doesn’t take them years. I finally did a kiss hahaha

Mob doesn’t actually know how he managed to teleport, he’s going to have a long way home. In the meantime, Teruki will be having a complete meltdown because obviously the experience was so bad Mob felt the need to r u n a w a y


*phone ringing*
Reigen: Mob? It’s rare for you to call me, what’s wrong?
Mob: I think I’m lost.
Reigen: What do you mean “lost”?
Mob: I don’t recognise where I am.
Reigen:… Okay. What can you see around you?
Mob: Cows.
Reigen: Cows?
Mob: Yes.
Reigen:What… Do you see anything else?
Mob:… Grass. And more cows.
Reigen: Mob, how pray tell did you get to be surrounded by cows in the middle of nowhere?
Mob: I… may have teleported here. But I don’t know how I did it. So I can’t get back.
Reigen: *wtfffffffffffff*

Happy early Valentine’s Day~ Kiss kiss