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Valentine’s Special - Stiles Stilinski

Second Grade

You eagerly sat down at your table in Ms DeCann’s classroom, your bag of valentines in front of you.

“Scotty Scotty look!” You said to your best friend, wanting him to watch as you spilled your goodies over the tabletop.  Scott stared in awe at how much more candy you got this year.

“Woah!”

“I know right!” You giggled, and handed over the candies you knew he liked best.

“You got a lot!” Stiles said from across from you.  You eagerly nodded, clapping your hands and began to give him his favorite chocolates.  “But wait, you love KitKats” Stiles said, pushing the pile back to your side of the table.

“That’s okay, you like them more than me” You said sweetly.

“Wow! y/n got a big pretty one!” You turned, seeing Lydia Martin pointing at the big red construction paper card.  A pink heart was cut out, and neatly pasted to the front.  Your name written in the neatest cursive you’ve ever seen for an eight year old.  Your eyes were wide, a small smile of affection on your face as you opened it up.  Inside one half was covered in hearts drawn in pink and red crayon, and on the other half, was written: 

I have a really big crush on you and i think you’re really pretty.

You checked all over the card, in search of a name, a signature, but there was none.  

“Well? Who’s it from?” Lydia asked, her small hands on her hips.  Your face fell, a slight frown tugging on your lips, as you whispered.

“I dunno”


10 years later

You were at your locker, putting books back in your shelves with a slight yawn.  Sometimes you wondered why school had to start so early in the day.  You were grabbing onto your Economics textbook when hands came over and blocked your view.

“Guess who?” You heard Stiles say, and you rolled your hidden eyes.

“Hmm… Kira?” You asked, feeling your fingers over where his hands eres.

“Nope, try again and you could still get the prize”

“Ooh what’s the prize?” You asked.

“Ah ah, gotta guess correctly” He scolded.  You giggled.

“Alright Stiles, I know it’s you” You said, turning around and pulling his hand from your face.

“Hey Scotty” You said, seeing your other best friend was there as well.

You and your boys had only grown closer since elementary school.  Through the death of Mrs Stilinski, the first school dances, Stiles falling in love with Lydia, difficult tests, Mr Harris, and not to mention, Scott becoming a werewolf.  The list went on.  But loosing Stiles to the Ghost Riders was probably the worst thing you’d gone through by far.

Without going on about the many threats of Beacon Hills, you’d still managed to stick together.  Which to this day surprised you, but you were happy nonetheless.

“So… what’s the surprise?” You asked, eagerly rocking onto the tips of your toes and smiling a big sweet smile.  Something you’d been capable of doing since you were six.

“I actually have it” Scott said, holding his hands out.  You hadn’t even noticed that he was hiding them behind his back, but your eyes were staring at the arranged pink and white flowers.

“Awe! Scotty!” You jumped and wrapped your arms around him in a hug.

“Um, actually they aren’t from me” You pulled away and looked at Stiles.  “I actually didn’t get you anything” Scott added.  You smiled at Stiles.

“You got me flowers?”

“I didn’t get anything actually” 

“Yeah I did” Stiles said sheepishly.  Your brows scrunched up together and you gave him a cute smile.

“IT’S VALENTINE’S DAY!” Scott yelled, hands on his head.  He quickly shoved the bouquet of flowers towards you.  “I DIDN’T GET ANYTHING FOR KIRA!” He yelled, running off down the hallway.  You giggled, and inspected the bouquet in your hands.

“Well, they’re beautiful” You told him honestly, and Stiles smiled like he’d just won an award.

“Yeah well happy Valentine’s Day y/n” He said, and you hugged him as soon as his arms opened up.

“Awe happy Valentine’s Day Stiles” You said back, squeezing him before letting go.  “I’ll put these in a vase and water as soon as I get home” You told him, setting the flowers safely and delicately into your locker before closing the door.  “Wanna hang out later? Kira and Scott are going out and I’m all alone and… yeah?”

“Yeah sure” Stiles smiled again.  “See you in lunch” You hugged him quickly and thanked him again before heading on your way.


“Hey Theo” You greeted your lab partner with a kind smile as you sat next to him.  Sure, a few months ago he nearly killed you.  But since saving Stiles from the Ghost Riders, he’d really rebuilt himself and proven to the pack that he was a changed man.

“Hey y/n” He smiled up at you.  “How’s your Valentine’s Day going?”

“Pretty good, and you?” You asked as you took your seat.

“Hopefully about to get better” He told you, and you raised a brow.  

“Plan on asking out a special valentine?” You asked cheekily, a slight laugh in your voice.

“Well that depends” He said, smirking a bit at you.  “Are you going to say yes?”


“STILES!” You yelled ecstatically as you ran to the lunchroom.  You and Stiles always met there a few minutes earlier, before any werewolves were in ear shot of your possible private conversations.

“y-” He didn’t even get to say your full name before you barreled into his arms, and he spun you around on instinct.  Stiles laughed, setting you on your feet and taking in your big smile.  He marveled at it for a moment.  “Alright so what’s got you so bubbly?” He asked, and you squeezed onto his hands.

“I’m going on a date tonight!” You squealed, shaking your hands between the two of you.  “With Theo!” You added, eyes crinkling with excitement.

“Th-Theo?” Stiles repeated weakly, and you nodded.  “Like.. Raeken?”You nodded again, as the rest of the pack started to file into the cafeteria, Scott and Kira taking their seats.  You could hear Scott giving a long winded apology and a promise to get her something.

“…like.. like a HUGE teddy bear..” You shook your head at him, then turned back to see Stiles was walking off.

“Hey, Stiles where are you going?” You called.

“I forgot I have something to- to make up” He lied, not turning back as he left.  

You knew he was lying too.

But you sat down slowly at the lunch table, next to Liam and across from Scott (who was still telling Kira something about rose petals and bathtubs).  But through all his rambling, he seemed to notice your saddened state.  Or maybe he got a whiff of the waves of depression rolling off you.

“y/n what’s wrong?” He asked you, and you huffed before answering.

“I got a date with Theo tonight-”

“NO!” You jumped at the alpha’s outburst, wide eyes staring at him questioningly.  “I-I mean why?”

“Because he asked me and-”

“And you want to?” Scott asked.

“What about Stiles?” Kira added.

“What about him?” You asked miserably, suddenly feeling unhappy with your decision.  All of your friends didn’t seem to care or like the idea of you going out with Theo.

“Well I mean he brought you flowers right?” Kira pondered.

“Yeah but… like it was friendly…” Scott snorted.

“Yeah.  And the card that took him five freaking hours to make you in the second grade was just friendly” He muttered.  Your head shot up, staring at Scott with a slight glare.

“Stiles made that card?” Scott met your gaze, a look of fear on his expression.

“Uh-” You saw bits of sandwich just roll out of his mouth.

“Stiles likes me?”

“Ha, took you long enough to realize it” Lydia said as she sat down at the table.  You licked your lips anxiously.

“You’re uh.. you’re not supposed to know that” Scott said nervously.

But you’d already got your things gathered and was rushing to leave the cafeteria.

“JUST DON’T TELL HIM I TOLD YOU!” Scott called frantically.  You kept running out to the halls.

You were aimlessly jogging, checking every classroom, every staircase, the boys locker room, the counselor’s.. but there was no Stiles.  So you called him.

“Hey! You’ve reached Stiles Stilinski.  I’m probably grounded right now, but leave a message and I’ll call you back when I can” 

You groaned, not bothering to leave a message, so you texted Scott and told him to call his brother.  You got a reply from him a few minutes later.

Scott: he said he went home early
You: did he say anything about me?
Scott: no but he seemed upset
You: mad upset or sad upset?
Scott: sad.

You winced, a pang of guilt and sadness coming over you.  in all honesty, you wished Stiles had told you sooner.  Because you would’ve said yes.  Probably even screamed it.  You’ve loved Stiles for longer than you could remember.  Somewhere between playing hide and seek in the wood and watching Star Wars together, feelings seemed to have developed that was just far more than any friendship.

The rest of your day was torture.  You had no way of getting out of school, no pass or quick lie to skip so you could go see Stiles.  Your foot tapped on the ground, leg bouncing rapidly, and fingers drumming against the desk top.

And when the final bell rang, you ran out to your car in the rain as quickly as you could, not even caring.  You didn’t say goodbye to anybody, you didn’t stop at your locker, you just sprinted.

The drive to Stiles’ house was quick, familiar and easy.  So maybe you were speeding a little.  Sue me.  

When you pulled into the drive, you slammed your door, and angrily stomped through the rain to the front door.  Your knuckles hurt from hitting the door so hard.

But you didn’t really expect Stiles to answer, so carefree, while you were standing in front of him, a little wet and panting heavily as you tried to form a coherent thought.

“y/n?” He gave you a puzzled look.  “I thought you had a date-”

“I do- I-I did” You stumbled, and he just looked at you.

“Okay…?”

“I’m sorry” You shook your head, backing up into the rainfall that was slowly turning into a downpour.  Normally you loved when it rained in Beacon Hills, but today it just seemed depressing and cliche.  “I’m just gonna go” You spun on your heels, going back to your car.

“Well wait y/n you don’t have to-”

“Don’t have to what Stiles?” You yelled a little over the rain, but it came out in a sigh.  You felt helpless.  “This was pointless” You shook your head again, pushing your wet hair from your face.

“Well then why’d you come!?” Stiles yelled back.  “If it was so pointless to you!?”

“God” You you sighed.  “God damn it Stiles!” You didn’t want to yell at him, but you couldn’t help it.  You were so frustrated.  “Why didn’t you just tell me you made me that valentine?” His features changed from those of annoyance to a soft surprise.  His hair hung over your forehead in soaked locks of brown, and you tried to catch your breath.

“Scott told you” He said quietly, and you were only able to nod.  “He- he told you everything?”

“I’d assume so I don’t know Stiles I didn’t ask for a back story, I didn’t ask for any of it, but here I am! Why do I have to beg you to just open up to me-!”

“Well maybe if you weren’t going on dates with fucking Theo Raeken of all people then I could take the time to tell you I love you!” He shouted, and you grew furious. (although your heart skipped a few beats at his confession)

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” You asked weakly.

“Be-because” Stiles’ voice cracked.  “You think I wanted to ruin risking everything?” He said, hands falling to his sides.  “I loved- love- you so much y/n I couldn’t- I didn’t want to tell you and then never even be friends it’s just not worth it-”

“Kiss me” You said, voice even, and calm.

“Wh-what?”

“Just do it Stilinsk-” You were cut off, as he’d quickly crossed the space between you, cupping your cheeks and crushing his lips against yours.  Though the action was rushed, the kiss itself was soft and gentle and warm.  You pushed yourself against Stiles’ soaked chest, and tangled your hands in his hair.  You kissed feverishly after that, tilting your head to the side for better access.

You didn’t part until you were both panting heavily.

“I- I love you too” You breathed.  Stiles smiled, brushing your hair behind your ear.

“Good.. because that was really hot and I’d like to do that again” You giggled and nodded, brushing your lips against his before actually kissing him.

And you did end up spending the night together like you’d originally planned.  Although there were other activities involved.

I’ll leave your sexy time part of the night up to your own imagination


i myself had a lovely valentine’s day and i hope y’all did too 

tagged: @morganschiebel  

kisses ~ jordie

anonymous asked:

how would fukuzawa, yosano, dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa, and koyou react if they are suddenly 'attacked' by their s/o, who jumps at them and starts peppering them with kisses?

Fukuzawa Yukichi

  • Never in a million years can you sneak up on Fukuzawa, no matter how hard you try. From the moment he comes within fifteen feet of you, he’ll notice you tucked away in your hiding spot, waiting for him. He’s puzzled, and doesn’t quite know if he should call you out or not, so he simply stares at you quizzically until you decide to strike.
  • When you spring at him, Fukuzawa’s even more confused. A single eyebrow rises as you mount your attack, and he watches you, unsure if he should even as what you’re up to. When you reach him, though, and begin assaulting him with kisses he immediately catches on to your purpose. A satisfied smile stretches across his face as you speckle his skin, lips trailing every inch of his face. After a few moments he lets out a laugh.
  • Without warning, Fukuzawa suddenly flips the tables and sweeps you up into his arms, squishing you in a gigantic, tight hug. He chuckles as you squirm in his grip, but holds firm. Fukuzawa plants a few kisses of his own across your cheeks before setting you down, satisfied. He would never say something so dreadfully cliche out loud, but he’s thankful that he managed to find someone as energetic as you. You spirit helps him feel as though he doesn’t have quite so many years hanging heavy on his shoulders (he may not be all that old yet, but some days, he definitely feels like it).
  • After you’re safely on the ground again, Fukuzawa captures your chin between his thumb and forefinger and tugs you into a deep kiss. Slowly, he massages your lips with his own, pulling you into pure bliss with his teeth and tongue. Where kissing’s involved, Fukuzawa’s hard to beat, and it’s going to take a lot more than a simple surprise attack to one-up him.

Yosano Akiko

  • If there’s anyone that gets wrapped up in their work, it’s Yosano Akiko. Sneaking up on her is no big task, especially if she’s engrossed in paperwork, or perhaps a novel she’s been reading lately. All you need to do is lie in wait until she’s focused on something, and you’re practically guaranteed a successful surprise attack.
  • After you’ve pounced on her, Yosano simply laughs, setting aside whatever was occupying her to fully concentrate on you. Once you’ve pulled her away from something, there’s no escaping her notice; she’s 100%, completely focused on you now. You can’t slip away from Yosano even if you want to.
  • Yosano wraps her arms around you, looping them underneath yours so that your hands still have free range as she holds you. She plants one chaste peck on your lips before pulling back in a silent command to proceed. Yosano remains in your grips, basking in the affection you’re showering her with. No kisses will ever be enough to satiate her voracious appetite for your love, but as long as your lips keep ghosting across her skin, she’s temporarily satisfied. Giggles bubble out of her chest as she threads her hands through your hair, tugging you closer to her skin if she thinks you’re not keeping a fast enough fast.
  • When you’re through, pulling back in an attempt to halt the kiss attack, Yosano immediate grabs for you, tugging your face to be about a breath from hers. “I didn’t say you could stop,” she points out, voice somewhere between a purr and a whine. Be prepared to be showering Yosano with kissses for hours, if you ambush her; she won’t let you go free until she’s satisfied, and that may take a long time.

Dazai Osamu

  • If you think you can surprise Dazai, you’ve got another thing coming. From the moment the idea entered your head to attack the man, he’s had an inkling that a plot’s spinning around in your head. While Dazai’s curiosity prods him to confront you, he also wants the surprise to be genuine. Thus, even though he expects some kind of trick from you, Dazai still lets your sneaking around carry on uninterrupted. 
  • Dazai’s nothing if not an actor; even though he knew something was up, he acts completely surprised when you pounce on him. Flailing wildly, Dazai yelps, pretending like he’s stuck in a life-or-death battle. “Kunikida, Atsushi, someone!” He cries out, grin spread wide across his face as he lets you blanket his skin in kisses. “Help me! I’ve been trapped by a wily vixen!” Dazai falls to the ground, laughter bubbling out as you sprinkle kisses all over his cheeks. 
  • “I won’t go down without a fight!” Dazai proclaims. Suddenly, his fingers dive into your sides, tickling furiously. It’s not the first time he’s used such dirty tactics, and it probably won’t be the last! Dazai tickles you mercilessly until you’re both rolling on the floor, tears leaking out from all the laughter.
  • Whether you win this battle or not all depends on if you keep kissing Dazai. If you dodge his wiggling fingers enough to keep peppering his face, or if you start tickling him back, he’ll cave within five minutes. “I’ve been vanquished…” Dazai laments, sitting up to plant a kiss of his own on your nose. “I’m truly no match for you, my darling __________.”

Nakajima Atsushi

  • If Atsushi’s wrapped in what he’s doing, slipping into your hiding place and springing out on him is nearly effortless. He’s completely oblivious to your presence until your arms suddenly twist around him, mischief in your eyes and a grin spread across your face. He’s nearly thrown off balance and almost topples to the ground, but Atsushi doesn’t care. He’s already smiling (albeit a bit nervously) before you even plant your lips on him.
  • The moment you start spreading kisses here-there-and-everywhere all over Atsushi’s face, a crayon-pink blush explodes across his cheeks under your lips. He explodes into a fit of adorable giggles, throwing his arms out before wrapping them around you in a tight hug. Atsushi squirms under the volley of smooches; he’s ridiculously ticklish, and the fact that you’re simply not letting up isn’t helping anything!
  • As long as nobody else is watching you, Atsushi inevitably catches your kissing bug and soon returns a few pecks of his own.  His arms playfully tighten around you so that you’re trapped, and then he starts lightly peppering kisses along your cheekbones in between the little smooches from you. Soon a competition’s raging between you; who can kiss the other the most without being interrupted by a kiss?  
  • If anyone else is around, Atsushi soon grows too embarrassed by your little shower of affection and buries his face in your neck, laughing. He giggles out a breathless “Stop! Truce, truce, I submit!”. Honestly, though, Atsushi doesn’t really want you to knock it off. He’s perfectly content if you ignore his pleas, and go on splattering kisses across his skin.

Nakahara Chuuya

  • Catching Chuuya unawares is a truly difficult task, but if you’re truly commited, you can sneak up on him if he’s on the middle of some important paperwork or something of that nature. He sees you coming before you reach him, naturally, but he stays still, letting you pounce on him without a fuss, even if he’s a bit confused.
  • As soon as your lips start hitting his skin in light little kisses, Chuuya’s face breaks out in a grin as his arms wrap around you. You’re just so cute, he can’t handle it! A laugh rumbles out of Chuuya’s chest as he stands still for a few beats, just appreciating this sudden burst of affection.
  • Chuuya, though, is never one to be outdone, even by you. He doesn’t let you smother his skin for long before his arms shift and he’s suddenly sweeping you off your feet, his strong arms capturing you so that you can’t resist. As soon as you’re pinned in his grasp, comfortably encircled in his arms, Chuuya turns the tables.
  • Chuuya peppers you with kisses instead, a grin plastered against his face as his lips travel all over your skin, attacking here and there until you’re a blushing, giggling mess. He does relish affection, to be sure; but with things like this, why receive when you can give? Chuuya loves to get your face flushed and laughter bubbling from your chest, and he’ll do anything to make you smile.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

  • For how guarded Akutagawa is, pouncing on him from the shadows in a sneak attack is surprisingly easy. Dealing with him afterward is the tricky part. When your arms clasp around him, intending to pull him into sweet little kisses, he immediately tenses. Akutagawa’s attack mode flips on instantly, and it’s a good thing you’re planting your lips on the back of his neck, because otherwise Rashomon might’ve skewered you. The only thing that saves you from a self-defending smack is the fact that Akutagawa recognizes you’re the only person that would dare kiss him.
  • Sighing, Akutagawa turns to face you, the tiniest of carnation pink blushes blooming across his face as you lean to splatter kisses across his cheeks. After you’ve thoroughly covered his face, he sends you a glare (there’s no real heat in it, of course; Akutagawa’s just upset that you could’ve been hurt by catching him off guard). “You know I don’t appreciate surprises,” he grumps, though he doesn’t push you away. He immediately panics when he notices your face fall, obviously hurt by his words. “I suppose, though, this one’s fine…” Akutagawa trails off before deciding he can’t just leave you crestfallen and without kisses.
  • Tipping your face to his, Akutagawa sweeps his lips over yours, settling once you’re firmly comfortable in his arms. He lavishes affection across your mouth, teeth and tongue slowly working against yours as you melt into his grip. Akutagawa cuts it off when you’re both out of breath and have entirely forgotten his less-than-thrilling reaction to your surprise kiss attack. “Next time,” he requests, planting a tiny kiss on your nose for good measure, “warn me, and I promise I’ll enjoy every kiss you give.” With that, Akutagawa’s back to his business like nothing ever happened.

Ozaki Kouyou

  • Nobody sneaks up on Kouyou; no matter how hard you try, you’ll never be able to spring a surprise attack on this woman. From the moment you get positioned, Kouyou’s entirely aware where you are. She knows you’re up to something, even if she’s not sure what. Kouyou won’t call you out; your antics intruige her too much for her to ask you just what you’re up to. She simply waits, side-eyeing you, until you make your move. 
  • “My, you’re excitable today,” Kouyou chuckles as you spring your attack, peppering kisses up and down her skin. Usually, she’s not one for bubbly displays of affection, but when you’re wound up, she can’t help but catch a bit of your vivacity. 
  • Kouyou lets you smother her in light kisses for awhile, leaning into you. Gently wrapping her arms around your waist, she simply basks in your presence, a tiny smile flirting with the edges of her lips.
  • Eventually, Kouyou grows restless with your sweet display. Catching your chin between her thumb and forefinger, she halts you mid-kiss. “Now, my dear, you know you shouldn’t be so teasing for such a long time,” she purrs, tugging you flush against her. Pulling your face to hers, Kouyou plants her soft lips gently against yours, slowing shifting against your skin. Slowly but surely, she takes control of the kiss, letting her tongue slip out to taunt your mouth. Kouyou doesn’t mind sweetness, and she’ll accept any affection from you; just don’t be surprised when she pulls you down into something deeper, shifting the mood from lighthearted to sensual in a few expert moves.
  • Jin: *Puts gummy bears and tootsie rolls in the cart*
  • Namjoon: Hyung, we’re only getting what’s on the list, remember?
  • Jin: But it is on the list!
  • Namjoon: Oh? Can I see it then?
  • Jin: *hands Namjoon the list*
  • Namjoon: I don’t remember writing “lots of candy” on the paper with pink crayon.
  • Jin: It’s magenta, actually.