give any of these to your crush and they’ll fall for you, I guarantee it
give any of these to your crush and they’ll fall for you, I guarantee it
Cool Victorian era Valentine’s Day card I got from a second hand shop (obviously this wouldn’t be acceptable nowadays)
the small print on the side in the second picture identifes the maker of the card as Angus Thomas, and a quick google search will come up with various other cheeky cards under his name
Postcard I drew for Valentine’s day~
This is a pretty late post. So Valentine’s day was a week and 4 days ago. I made this beautiful hamper for my stunning boyfriend who had been through alot. I added a handmade rose dome, his favourite chocolate, light up Rose’s, artifical rose with a half of a couple KeyRing attached, Valentine’s teddy bear, rose chocolate, 2 cards, I love you plac and a drawn picture by hand from me. He hasn’t seen this yet but when he is better he will be given this stunning little hamper I do hope to make more next year x
More hockey Valentine’s day cards
We’ve made a good pear – My punny Valentine’s card.
bc im fuckin gay and i need to uwu
Low effort Valentine’s Day card
Happy valentine’s day!
I wanted to share some of my valentine’s cards with my oc’s
Might not be very well known, but here we go. Hope you like my babies
Some valentines stuff for all of you.
I’m not guilty of memes.
Edit: added the linear blurred version.
Have a happy Valentine’s day with your favorite vice!
Guess who started making a Valentine’s Day art and when finally finished it it was 2 hours past midnight, so not Valentine’s Day anymore
But who cares, every day is great to share the love (even though my dear OC Aoife is a little bit dead inside most of the time).
Pairing: Remus Lupin/reader
Fandom: Harry Potter(marauders era)
Warnings: None! Maybe a few spelling errors sorry
A/n: This is super short because my head started hurting a lot and I just needed to go to sleep so if you see any spelling errors I’m sorry I’m too pathetic to get myself to read through even 1k words right now. Hope you all had a good valentine’s day.
Valentine’s day was especially abnornal at hogwarts. The whole week leading up to it was filled to the brim with love potions sent to the wrong people, singing houselves in place of cards and many -MANY- letters and notes passed in the form of what were viewed as romantic birds. Who actually thought that it would be so cute to give your love interest a swan shaped note saying you want to snog them rather than saying it yourself?
That doesn’t matter anyways, because Remus never got one. Everytime valentine’s day rolled around Remus had to watch Sirius and James get piles upon piles of letters, notes and cards because, for some reason all the girls decided that they were perfect eye candy in their third year. No one thought that of Remus, of course not, he was a disgusting monster. Why would they?
Except for this year, that would change. Remus woke up to a piece of paper on his bedside table. It wasn’t one of the tacky shapes he’d seen, and it wasn’t singing or dancing for him either. It was a simple peice of paper addressed to him, folded twice into a little square a quarter the size of Remus’ palm.
Hi, you’re really cool.
We’ve not talked much but I sort of like you. Everytime time we have talked you’ve been really kind and you’re super smart and creative too!
This probably all sounds super childish but expect more notes throughout the day.
If you can work out who I am I hope to be able to go out with you!
He read it over a few times. It was rather awkward and not very well thought out but it was raw and made his heart tingle. He hoped it was real, that someone could possibly like him. It enveloped his whole being with excitement, maybe there was yet hope for a future with love. But the back of his head couldn’t help but tell him that it was all an elaborate prank pulled by his room mates
No one else would have been able to enter the room and leave him the note without him knowing. Remus felt weirdly guilty when he sniffed the note, like it was something he shouldn’t be doing. But his wolfy senses were top notch and it could help him figure out who sent it. It didn’t smell familiar but he felt like he had snelled that before. Though, it could have just taken on the smell of the dormroom while he slept.
At breakfast James was acting weird. Like he knew something Remus did not and it bugged him. Maybe his hopes were pointless and his friends had really just been pulling a joke. Or maybe they did it to make him feel better, maybe they noticed how miserable he was every valentine’s day and just assumed he’d think it was some mystery person he couldn’t track down.
Whatever it was, the way Potter was smirking straight at Remus all throughout breakfast, not even batting an eye when Lilly left early caused a whole whirlwind to errupt in the wolf. He was trying very hard to work out what James could be thinking, what was going on behind those glistening brown eyes and only looked away right as breakfast ended. As the teachers instructed the remaining slackers to get to classes and not take food with them. Another note.
But this note was different, it fluttered to remus folded like a butterfly. He didn’t much like all the extravagant flying notes but this one made his heart churn. It was so soft, so delicate, so fragile and yet it was strong it had a message behind it. A message meant only for him, the secret admirer was playing a game with him, they wanted him to figure it out and they knew he would because they thought so highly or him.
It had to be real. All of Remus’ friends were extremely smart but they weren’t expert romantics. James was an expert attention seeker he’d be more extravagant, Sirius was an expert player he knew how to tug at heart strings in the best way to get someone to bed, not to give them an embedded code and Peter was in the same loveless rut as Remus was. Plus, he’d been watching James the whole time and he couldn’t have given him the note. If it was his friends, it would have to have been one of the other two but James was still the most sus of them all.
Through out trying to figure out who was messing with him, Remus didn’t evern realise how hard he squeezed the note against his chest on the way to charms. It was crumpled up and no longer the elegant butterfly. For some reason, that fact pulled at his heartstrings. It mad him consider again, that it could be a real person.
Maybe someone could be attracted to him. Because they didn’t know the horror that he truly was.
Only once he fully settled in his seat and Flitwick started teaching did he realise that he hadn’t read the note yet. He lifted it from its clutched state by his heart and frowned again at it’s crumpled state. How was it possible to feel so bad for a mere object? Remus knew the only other way to damage it would be to tear it or burn it now but he still took great care in opening it up, making sure he didn’t add even one extra crease(which was hard because his hand was shaking so much).
I was going to send you a cute poem but I just couldn’t help but notice how you didn’t seem to care much. Maybe you didn’t get the first note? I knew I shouldn’t trust James with such responsibilities. You weren’t even looking to see if you could find someone who would write to you. Actually, you’ve spent the past hour staring at James. Maybe I’ve just read it wrong, are you interested in him? I’m asking like you could reply, but you don’t even know who I am. I hope you don’t like anyone, it would really raise my chances for you to like me, you see.
-your secret admirer
The writing was rushed and some of the ink was smudged, they’d clearly been in a time constraint writing it before they got sent from the hall. So it was an outsider. Someone thag really liked him despite having barely interacted with him. More importantly, James knew who they were and could get a message back.
He quickly ripped a piece of parchment and wrote to his secret admirer.
Dear secret admirer,
Do you seriously like me? Don’t waste your time sending the poem or more notes. Prove to me that you’re real because the more you write the more I doubt myself. The more I feel that someone is playing tricks with my heart. I’ve never gotten a valentine and I am deeply flattered, I would like to take you to hogsmeade if you will let me. Please meet me in the clock tower courtyard at break.
My regards, Remus J Lupin
Remus could feel his heart pounding as he signed the short letter. He was asking someone out and he didn’t even know their name or what house they’re from. He felt so embarrassed, getting flustered in the middle of class like that.
At the end of class, Remus approached James and put a hand on his shoulder to grab his attention. “Give this to them” he said, handing them the note
“My secret admirer. I know you know who they are, please just give this to them for me” with that, he sped off to his next class.
Transfiguration was hell to sit through when all he could think about was whether his admirer would show or not, whether it was true or false and time seemed to pass at less than half the rate.
He waited on a bench and not three minutes later someone sat down next to him. They were in many of Remus’ classes they even used to be transfiguration partners in their third year. (Y/n)(l/n) was sat next to him and all he could do was stare. He did always think that they were sort of cute, not just looks-wise but in an awkward and dorky way.
“You’re such a meanie.” She started, flashing him a bright smile “I was really excited to shower you in praise with short stories and poems throughout the day”
“Well, maybe you’ll be able to do that on our hogsmeade date together tomorrow” he smiled back. Maybe a little teen romance couldn’t hurt.
Happy Hallmark holiday