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[adoxography]

Happy commercialized holiday where we celebrate sweet poems, hitting on someone else's wife and getting your head chopped of!

Can't you feel the love?


1) Post with your character, name and canon in the subject line
2) Reply to other people, don't be a stingy ass, it's a holiday for giving!
3)?????
4) Profit

 

Some ideas for you indecisive types to RNG;

1) Chocolates: You couldn't think of anything more awesome, so you went out and bought your lover some candy. Hopefully they like chocolate. You made sure to check before hand, right? Hope so. 

2) Poetry: Some say there's nothing more romantic than a sweet little poem expressing all those feelings! Unless you're shit at writing in which case you might want to stick to...

3) Greeting Card: You are the lowest of the low. You ran to Walgreens ten minutes before you showed up at your lovers house and picked out the first card that looked good. Or maybe you just suck at Valentines day? Either way, hope you brought something good with it. 

4) Sex: You're either cheap or good in bed, but you've decided for valentines day you're going to give your significant other the gift of you. 

5) Wild Card: Make something up. 
 

Comments

[idkmybffplasma]

[ Alex's face flushes for a moment at the statement that Charles had seen him rummaging through the used books being placed out. He'd always thought no one was home when he'd done that. Apparently Charles is lurking around more than he thought... It's embarrassing to be called out on it, but Charles isn't mad about it, or scolding, so he merely sits at the threshold of his camper door, looking down at the new book in his hands, his thumb runs over the edge of it idly. ] I, uh, sorry... about that... Just figured if no body wanted 'em then... [ He'd steal them from the library they were going donated to? Yeah. Stealing from libraries. Really nice, Alex. His shoulders hunch a little as he's a bit too self-conscious to meet Charles' eyes, both from realizing he'd been noticed as well as Charles going out of his way to do something like this for him. ] You don't even know me, though...

[ As soon as the words leave his mouth, he realizes that's a shitty way to thank someone, so he stumbles over words to get the next part out. ] I mean- Thanks. It's, uh. It's really awesome. [ Alex finally glances up to give a shaky sort of smile - it's a genuine thank you and he genuinely loves the book -, but then something occurs to him. Holding up a hand, he darts back into the camper. ] Wait there for a sec.

[ Alex doesn't have much in the way to give, but he'd found a set for a model airplane at someone's garage sale a week or so back and spent the last few days assembling and painting it. When he comes back to the door, he's got that in hand and he's holding it out to Charles, trying to offer something to show his appreciation. ]

[abrokenking]

Books are meant to be read, [ He murmurs as he tips his head to the side, watching Alex with a curious smile. Easily picking up on the thoughts and signals, of Alex's own caution and worry. ] So long as you read them when you take them, I don't mind. [ Which is the truth, he loves his books; but not for the cost or prize of owning the ones he did, but rather for the words written on the pages, the comfort and knowledge contained within them. He would never stop someone else from reading if he had no good reason, and Alex seemed to enjoy reading his books so why not? So long as they were cared for Charles didn't care if they went to him or the library. ] Take care of them, read them and I don't mind.

[ He blinks a little at the model plane, curious, plucking it up from his hand so he could look it over. A wider smile touches his lips as he flicks the propeller and watches it spin for several seconds before he returns his gaze to Alex. ] It's very well done. [ He mimes the plane flying for a moment, watching the little propeller twirl again before he held it back out to Alex. ] You're very good at that, it looks just like a tiny plane.