my mom told me that in high school she use to get boyfriends at the beginning of February so they had enough time to get her a valentines day gift and then break up with them the day after and just keep the gift and one day she told her parents about it and they made her keep her boyfriend at least until the end of February and so she did and that boy is now my dad
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Companions crushing on sole (or not, in the case of strong/dogmeat) reacting to getting a valentine's day gift?
Cait: “Oh. Oh, u-uh, thanks, Sole. I guess.” Her surprise makes her stutter, until she catches herself and plays it cool. “I, uh, I’m sorry I didn’t get you anything. Don’t really… celebrate holidays, but um… thanks.” After Sole leaves, she panics, rushing around to find a return gift. At the end of the day, Sole finds a pile of flower-like weeds on their bedside table, covered in a faint dusting of dirt, beside a piece of paper with a heart scrawled on it.
Codsworth: He’s very pleased. “Oh, Mx. Sole, thank you! It’s been such a long time since we’ve celebrated anything, don’t you think? I think I’ll make us a nice Valentine’s brunch. Where do you think I could get the, uh…” He floats off, gift in hand, putting together a meal plan for Valentine’s brunch. Using various produce and preserved ingredients, he puts together a lavish, heart-shaped feast for everyone to enjoy.
Curie: She gasps. “Sole! How sweet of you! Does this make us, ah… valentines?” She claps her hands together excitedly with a wide smile. “Come with me!” She gathers everyone together and hands out handmade valentines, made from rose-colored paper she dyed herself, all with sweet, personal messages. She even kisses Sole on the cheek for being so sweet.
Danse: The gift seems comically small in his large hands, and he stares at it blankly. “You got this for me?” His cheeks darken. “I… Thank you. It… means a great deal.” He runs off, embarrassed, before returning later that day with a bunch of hubflowers, handing them over with a stiff expression on his face and some mumbled, self-conscious words of affection.
Deacon: “Aw, you shouldn’t have.” He takes the gift with the faintest of smiles, pleasantly surprised. “I know it’s sappy, but I’m a real sensitive guy, and I got you something too. Just, you know, since you remember Pre-War holidays like this.” He gives them heart-shaped sunglasses, red-and-white polka-dotted rims with dark shades. He already has a matching pair, and insists they become sunglasses-buddies for a day.
Dogmeat: More food is the best Valentine’s Day gift a pupper could ever get. He doesn’t understand the holiday, of course, but he understands that everyone’s in a great mood, and feeds off their energy, accepting treats and pets and following Sole around all day, enjoying the spring air.
Hancock: “You’re a peach.” He flashes Sole a toothy grin. “I had a little something planned, myself.” Hancock ends up taking them on a special outing rather than giving them a gift. They go to the Third Rail, and Hancock snaps his fingers. Mood lighting sets in, Magnolia croons a lovesong, and he and Sole dance in between drinks.
MacCready: “Oh, wow, Sole. Uh. How much did this cost?” He stares, either baffled at the potential price or just shocked anyone got him anything at all. “And it’s a gift? You don’t want anything in return?” he asks suspiciously. When assured that, no, it’s just a gift, he finds himself in a good mood for the rest of the day. Even daring to hold Sole’s hand every now and again, and blushing whenever anyone catches him staring at Sole with their back turned.
Nick Valentine: He takes the present without a word, turning it over in his hands with a surprised, soft expression on his face. “That’s real kind of you, Sole,” he says at last, meeting their eyes with an uncharacteristic smile. “You’ll make an old man blush.” He takes them out to Diamond City market, and gets them whatever Valentine’s present catches their eye, taking them out for lunch afterwards.
Piper: To Sole’s surprise, she’s nowhere to be found. At least, not until Nat hands her a copy of the latest Publick Occurrences with a wink. A big, black-and-white valentine is printed on the front, with “Happy Valentine’s!” printed in big, bold letters. Piper appears around a corner after that, blushing like a fool but still excited. She accepts Sole’s gift with a squeal, throwing her arms around them in a bear hug, and talking way too fast due to her nerves.
Preston: He blushes dark upon receiving the gift. “Oh, wow, Sole. That’s sweet of you.” He toys with his hat - a nervous gesture. “Haven’t had time to think of Valentine’s things, been so busy with work, but…” He tells them to meet him at the back of the Castle, after dark. That night, they sit under the stars in the relative privacy of the rear of the Castle, watching the stars wink into life and exchanging jokes and stories.
Strong: “WHAT THIS?” He stares at the present. “… GIFT?” He doesn’t quite understand. All he knows is that humans give each other gifts today. So, that afternoon, Sole receives the… back end of a half-eaten cow. “GIFT!” Strong bellows. “FOR VALENTINE.”
X6-88: “… Valentine’s day. A human custom. A day for expressing affection through the exchange of goods.” He pockets the present. “Thank you,” he states, with a simple nod. Later that night, Sole finds a box sitting on their bed. It contains a pristine copy of one of Sole’s favorite books, or toys, or other meaningful item. Where did it come from? Who got it? How did they find one in such good condition? X6 insists he knows nothing about it.
@allyapally aaaaaanddd it’s time to reveal myself!!! Tis I, your SSV!! First of all, Happy Valentine’s Day!! It was so much fun to get to know you and you are such a great person! And it’s so awesome that you’re into musicals and can do that as a profession- like how cool is that!!? I thought I’d draw you Belle because you’d mentioned you like Beauty and the Beast!! You are such an interesting person and I hope I can get to know you even more!! ^^
Rose Quartz, Light Aventurine, and Citrine Tree of Life necklace up in the shop! Description of the meanings for each gemstone also on my Etsy☺️ Can you tell I wish I was on a beach instead of in all this snow?!❄️🐚❄️
HC of Zen reacting to MC crying, maybe she was overwhelmed by whatever gift he gave her for Valentine's Day and he expects a huge smile and just sees tears. Thanks! :D
Yes! Sorry This took so long, but you got a little fic out of it…lol
Zen: For a few minutes, nobody said anything. The room was completely silence except for the faint ticking of the clock as MC stared at the box on the bed in seeming disbelief.
“So?” Zen asked, a light, teasing tone to his voice, “Do you like it?” He rested a hand gently on their shoulder which he retracted the moment they turned around to look at him and he saw tear tracks on their cheeks.
Immediately his mind froze.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
This wasn’t the right reaction.
What had he done so wrong to make MC cry?
They laughed at his reaction, more tears spilling from their eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, the teasing tone completely gone, now replaced with utter panic. “I swear I didn’t mean to–”
They cut him off with a tight hug as they buried their face in his shoulder, shaking slightly, though he couldn’t tell if it was from tears or laughter. He gentle wrapped his arms around them, stroking their hair with one hand and gently rubbing their back with the other.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” they mumbled, their voice slightly muffled by the cloth of his shirt, “Nothing’s wrong.” They pulled away slightly, looking up at him with bright eyes. “I was just really surprised. Nobody’s ever gotten me a gift like this for Valentine’s Day before. Actually, nobody’s gotten me a gift like this before at all…” they trailed off with a hesitant laugh, “or gotten me anything for Valentine’s Day either. It’s kind of a lot to take in at once.”
He didn’t know how to react. Had he gone too far, done too much? It was only their first Valentine’s Day together after all.
“I love you so much,” They mumbled, tightening their hug.
“You’re adorable,” he grinned cheerfully, leaning down to kiss their forehead. “I love you too.”
MC blushed almost immediately and quickly hid their face in his shoulder again, as he chuckled softly, pressing another sweet kiss to the top of their head. “Happy Valentine’s Day MC,” he hummed happily, pulling them even closer.
Jon presses a lingering kiss to her forehead, before pulling back just enough to be able to look into her eyes.
“I won’t let him touch you. I won’t let that bastard near you Sansa. He so much as steps a toe out of line while here, I’ll kill him without a second thought. Petyr Baelish is done causing you pain, he no longer has any control over you, he’s not taking you away from Winterfell, do you understand?” His words are as fierce as they are comforting.
Never once has Sansa not believed in any of Jon’s promises, and she’s not about to start now.