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[Mini Event] Stupid Cupid

cu·pid /ˈkjuːpɪd/ noun

a winged being, or a representation of one, especially as symbolic of love.

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[gallantgrump-blog]

"...Did he really just eat a bouquet of roses through his mask?" plague was watching from a perch in a tree. "What is he thinking? rose thorns are toxic!" (plagueknight-replies)

OF COURSE HE DID. What better excuse to act tough than to shove three roses into your mouth? He’ll regret it later, but now, the mysterious voice has his full attention.

“ WHO SAID THAT. ”

[gallantgrump-blog]

“I don’t love you, I’m just here for the chocolate.”

Valentines / ACCEPTING

“ That’s fair. After your last strange outburst, had you said ‘I love you’ I would have assumed you to be possessed and would have to dispose of you quickly. ”

“ ...Touch the strawberries, and I’ll follow through with my previous statement. ”

[logicalimagination]

gallantgrump

“ YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO. “

“Keep your clothes on.”

[gallantgrump-blog]

“ HAH. I listen to NO man. I’ll do as I please! Unless you put up a fair fight over it! ”

[gallantgrump-blog]

“Who did you get all these roses for?”

Valentines / ACCEPTING

“ HN-- NO ONE!! NO ONE, THAT’S WHO. ”

CAUGHT in the act of carrying flowers--roses, no less--obviously for someone very important to have garnered his kindness for a change. But, just like that, he felt his cheeks pipe up red hot and his stomach gurgle nervously. 

There was a moment of hesitation--does he keep up his reputation or sacrifice it for the sake of friendship-y-odd-romance-he-doesn’t-even-know-what-ness.

Easy choice.

The roses are crammed straight into his mouth through the visor slot. Petals are everywhere. He’s chewing them, and oh boy is this going to be a stomach ache later.

“ THERE. SEE? NOW GO AWAY. ”

[rpmememaker]

VALENTINE’S INSPIRED MEMES

“He loves me, he loves me not… oh.”

“She loves me, she loves me not… oh.”

“I don’t think it’s love…”

“So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?”

“I don’t even like chocolate.”

“Yeah, nothing says ‘I love you’ more than a bouquet that’ll die in two days…”

“I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker… but at least they have good taste in gifts.”

“Oh! It’s my favourite time of year.”

“If I send a mass text to all the people I like, I don’t need to get all of them gifts do I?”

“I’ve never had a Valentine.”

“Will you be my Valentine?”

“Do you have a Valentine yet?”

“No one ever serenades me any more.”

“Just don’t write a song and play it in front of everyone again… it’s embarrassing.”

“Any secret admirers?”

“Oh, so you’re my secret admirer?”

“I may have been admiring you not so secretly.”

“Just because you like me doesn’t mean the feeling is mutual.”

“Seeing as we’ve both not got anyone, do you want to come to mine and watch a film?

“We’re never getting back together.”

“So, he got me a teddy bear, but we fought and he tore off it’s head.”

“How about instead of being ridiculous on one day of the year, you just be a decent partner for the other 364 days?!”

“We’re not together any more.”

“If you haven’t booked a table we definitely won’t get to eat there on such short notice.”

“It’s just Valentine’s day… I don’t see the big deal.”

“What do you mean you didn’t get me anything?”

“I’m feeling sick, is it okay if we arrange our date for another night?”

“I’m not sure if they’re a secret admirer or a stalker….”

“Well… they don’t know I’m going out with you so we’re going to have a girls night sitting in and cry about being single…”

“I’ve got the lube and strawberries, we’re all set!”

“I got out the whipped cream and she slammed the door in my face.”

“I am not wearing that.”

“When he said he would give me a pearl necklace, I thought I was getting actual jewelry.”

“It would have been a lot more romantic if you de-thorned the rose before you put it in your mouth…”

“I’m all for dressing up… but, how do you wear this?”

“If I see another couple holding hands, I’ll… I’ll-”

“Young love, isn’t it sweet?”

“Who did you get all these roses for?”

“I don’t love you, I’m just here for the chocolate.”

“So, let me get this right, you want me to be a stand in to make the person you like jealous?”

“Valentines? Pft!”

“That’s the least romantic thing anyone has ever said to me…”

“What are you doing? Why are you on one knee? Get up! Get up!”

“My mum gave me a rose because she felt sorry for me.”

“Look, you can buy me all the chocolates in the world, I still won’t go out with you.”

“A diamond ring? I appreciate the offer… but don’t you think this is a bit… excessive?”

[gallantgrump-blog]

❃ = dancing with them. {{I kno we haven't interacted yet, (&Perhaps this meme is too old now?) But I figured we can call this a soft start?}}

Symbols / NOT ACCEPTING

It was such an odd request. So sudden and quick that Black Knight hadn’t yet processed what she had even requested of him. A dance? He should have said no, but the way it sounded, the way it was phrased had snaked its way in between the crevices of his armor, chilling him to the bone.

She hadn’t asked for his hand to join her own in her cause. She hadn’t asked if he’d been guarding her tower. Hell--she never seemed to understand half of what he’d been SAYING to her.

So to leave him with such a small, innocent request. To leave him standing there, almost POWERLESS between them, anxiety flaring up, ruffling feathers underneath obsidian, making his heart throb and pound faster and faster with each quick, stuttered breath he could manage...

Was it wrong to say yes? To deny her this one thing?

Was this not but a fleeting moment where Shield Knight had broken past whatever barriers The Enchantress had made between them?

He’d never found himself so willing to raise a hand, but by the GODS was he tired of all this. Tired of talking and fighting and defending without rhyme or reason given to those who asked. It showed in his quivering hand--it showed in how slowly it seemed to take hers and grasp it tightly, as though he’d been so wound up that even touching another would be affected by his growing stress.

Reluctantly, and yet... Yet so willingly... He draws closer, a small step after another, helm weakly lifting to meet her almost empty gaze.

Words never seemed so hard to manage up until now.

“ Fine... Just this once. ”

[taint3edcakes]

Being 4’11 is so hard sometimes, for real. 

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Damn, this so true. I remember in 4th grade I couldn’t reach nothing

[taint3edcakes]

[pepperandpals]

Don’t even think about proposing unless you coming at me with this.

[gallantgrump-blog]

ofnych:

“How familiar are you with the concept of grocery stores? They’ll have what you want there.” He limps ahead as he talks, his pace painfully easy to keep up with. “You’re from the Valley. Surely they have merchants there? People who run stalls and sell fresh food?”

Easy to catch up to, even for the short, stumpy legged little knight bouncing in his strides.

“ Have you ever heard of trees and bushes and for--never mind. I’m not stupid, I know what a market place looks like, but I refuse to pay for anything using that insult of a currency. It’s PAPER. Something the blasted Goatician would chew up in an instant! ”

[gallantgrump-blog]

Without a reason or a word, Isaac quickly runs up to the knight in dark armor, a small box held by his somewhat shaken hands. On the top was a simple message- "Valentine, you are BERRY SWEET!" If Black Knight decided to open said box, there would be gummy candies in the shape of strawberries inside. What a nice kid.

NOOOOOOO!!!

HIM. THE BLACK KNIGHT. DEFEATED BY A CHILD.

Ruined--tarnished--TAINTED by the kindness bestowed upon him in the form of a gift! He couldn’t handle it, it was all too much! HORRIBLE, he’d say. ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE. Fingers grip into the red box with a steely grip, a stuttered word barely uttered out before he panics, doing what he does best.

RUN.

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ofnych:

“Rotten fruit is not good food, Black Knight.” He hesitates before gesturing down the street. He knows there’s a grocery store near here. “Tell me what you like to eat, and I’ll find it for you.”

Finally--in the nick of time before the fourth one could be consumed. It’s all dropped. Instantly. What does he want to eat? What a stupid question! Ridiculous!

“ PFFFFFT. Wouldn’t you like to know...! I could get it myself if I wanted to. ”

‘ Please give me the berries. ’

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ofnych:

“That’s disgusting.” He looks more sorrowful than annoyed. “Doesn’t it bother you? Being forced to eat out of the garbage? I can buy you something that’s actually edible.”

Okay. Maybe it was a little gross--but that wouldn’t stop him from choking down a third.

“ LIKE WHAT. Nothing beats this sort of good food. ”

[gallantgrump-blog]

ofnych replied to your post: “ WHOEVER DUMPED THESE CHOCOLATE COVERED...

“Oh, no, don’t eat those! Yeuch! Let’s get you some proper food.”

Looks him dead in the eyes before shoving two right into the slot of his helm’s visor.

[gallantgrump-blog]

“ WHOEVER DUMPED THESE CHOCOLATE COVERED STRAWBERRIES INTO THE DUMPSTER WAS A FOOL. A BAFFOON. They’re mine now, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ”

[d3dans]

LET THERE BE BIRB

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