-`♡´- Note: all posts for this event can be found under the tag [Leeny's vday event 26]
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hey there lovely, are you all alone on valentine's day? Now, now, that just won't do. Let me help you a little, 'kay cutie?
-> let Leeny's Blind Date Services take you on an unforgettable adventure this year!
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Now, you're probably wondering how LBDS works exactly? If you're not, time to start darlin'!
-`♡´- There's two ways for you score a date for a valentine's date which honestly, both I find quite fool proof.
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ I've secured you a list of interested characters people, who too have signed up for my amazing dating app that I've specifically developed for this upcoming love fest.
-`♡´- Now, either you can take a quick questionnaire that will match you up with your prince charming, or you can go through the list I've provided below and check out each individual profile before making a decision.
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ If you decide to take a leap of faith and swipe right, you'll be able to chat with your potential date. Who knows, maybe you two will get along better than you think and you'll even meet up on the 14th for a date 👀
-`♡´- If you think, eh he's not all that—well, you can always go back and look for someone else.
-> Have fun, go wild and let me know what you think! Your date blurbs will be posted on the 14th <3
-`♡´- To The Questionnaire
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ To The Profile List
「1k Celebration」
-`♡´- Note: all posts for this event can be found under the tag [Leeny's 1k event]
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ no one here strikes your fancy? Don't you worry honey, I won't leave you stranded! You can just slide right into my ask box and make an individual request tailored for your profile and I'll match you up with someone real cute ❤️
All I need are just a few key information:
-> perhaps a name if you'd like, but that isn't necessary
-> some information about you! Anything that you would like to tell me
-> your likes and dislikes of course
-> a fun fact about you (optional)
-> what YOU are looking for this valentine 👀
-> your preferences in terms of who I'll match you up with
-> maybe a scenario you'd like to read about, a specific AU, maybe a prompt or a line or anything at all so I know what to make your personalized SMAU and drabble about
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ you give me this and I'll pull some strings to fetch you a fitting profile and then you can get to chattin' with your royal charming 😋
-`♡´- In clear terms: give me some info about you and maybe a fandom/preference etc. about your character match ups and I'll make a dating profile for your date, a SMAU and a short drabble I'll post on the 14th about the date you'd go on. You can request characters regardless of the gender from the fandoms I have in my masterlists OR you can try your luck with a fandom not on there, I'll let you know if I know it or not :D
-> example: (insert information about you), I'm looking for some rivals to lovers with a neighbour!character from xyz fandoms. I have a preference for woman/men/others.
That's all sweetheart! If you have any more questions or suggestions, then you let me know and I'll get back to you asap, yeah?
Now sit tight, enjoy your date experience and let yourself be loved
As you walk along you notice a flyer on the wind, as it gets caught on you're leg you pick it up only to see it as a public invitation to Pastel's Valentine's day Party, celebrating his birthday. The club will be packed with all kinds of Ricks, alcohol, dancers and cake! Come by, enjoy yourself or enjoy the entertainment! Either way, the party will start on the afternoon of February 14th and will continue through out the weekend. Pastel will be happy to see you there ♡
It’s an odd thing, to feel so full and yet so empty at the same time.
Even when you retreat to the space your husband has created for you, and your ears are no longer subjected to the endless cacophony of screaming souls begging to be sent back up the river from whence they came, the emptiness remains.
Even when Sukuna fills your chambers with feasts of fruit and honey-hued silks to alleviate the unending cold that permeates this realm, the emptiness remains.
Even when those who fail to pay tribute to your name as they have to his are doomed to an eternity of his cold indifference, the emptiness remains.
Though your chalice is filled, for a moment, when he comes to your bed, holding you in his arms, breathing your name into the churning ether of life itself. When he gazes up at you with the thousands of years of devotion others had poured into his likenesses. Promising you death, promising you decay, in your name as his wife - his Goddess. But for you it is also a promise of mourning, of an end you can’t help dreading year after year. You swallow it, with a lump in your throat, because it is all he has to give, and it is his everything.
Still, he reminds you that you are his everything now too, and if it is life that you want, it is life you will have, because you remind him that creation comes from all hands, even his which have only ever presided over the death which was meant to be his from the start.
So he tries his hand at it, at things he had long ago thought were only meant for others, because he would challenge all the Gods in this world and the next on your behalf, so creation should not be such a hurdle if it were to result in the light he craved, pouring from you eyes, your smile, and right into him.
He kneels at your feet, the only time his knees would bless the ground, kissing at your hands, kissing at your thighs, whispers between them lost as his worship is conveyed directly to silken folds with his tongue. He prays between those sacred thighs, faced lovingly with his own paradise - soft and wet and gracious enough to cradle his face and and bless it with a nectar he would never tire of.
You pray as well, for more of him, all of him, which he gives without hesitation. It’s the only time he would be above you in his own mind, tasked to have you falling to the most precious pieces beneath him as he splits you open and fills you with his love. Time is endless like this, until, for the first time, he is the one to put an end to it. Not because he has had enough - for you have been assured again and again that such a time will never come - but because he has something more for you.
When he lifts you from his bed, you can see the pride welling up within him for what he has made. As it is unveiled, in a room meant just for you, it is so like your old home, but so like him as well.
Roses, not climbing, not raised high to the sun, but clinging to what you had thought to be barren soil. Port-wine hued with speckles of gold at their centres, cushioned in deep green leaves that sprawl out beneath, a carpet of barely wrought life - but life nonetheless.
In all your time above this place you’ve never known roses to grow without sun, without nutrients, without the warmth of summer and spring - but these are different from the soft petals and prickling thorns of the meadows above. They are changed by Sukuna’s hand, as he has been changed by yours. A testament to his devotion, to you, and to the life you bring.
They were made for you, as you were made for him, as he was made for you too. A cycle that he reminds you of with every hushed prayer at your feet.
Reminding you that you are not a passive role in this world. You fill him with a life he never thought necessary, you take his death and build a world anew. This thorny patch is a testament to that.
In time cries of anguish turn to choruses of praise. The chill of death becomes the warm embrace of suffering’s end. Your light takes its place in his realm, where he is convinced it was always meant to be. The world is a better place for your love, he is a better man for it as well.
Can you explain what happened on Valentine’s Day? Sorry if this was already explained prior. I’ve seen it referenced but I’m not sure of what happened.
Yes, so basically from my understanding:
During the Bridgerton VDay event, L/N were being super cutesy with each other, and L was giving her TOTAL heart eyes and just basically looking at N like she was his favorite person in the world. MEANWHILE...
A was literally in the hotel they were staying at for this event and making TT videos (in the bathroom I believe?) while L was flirting and looking at N like THAT in public (let's just say, I'm sure 🐜 was not pleased)
I'm telling you, L's feelings for N are soooo much bigger than his feelings for A (HE'S LOVED N FOR SUCH A LONG TIME). Just my opinion though.
I couldn't find another video of them from the event, but this should give an example of their behavior with each other during the event. If anyone has other examples of them from the VDay event, please feel free to share in the comments! 😊
🐂 you get a knock on your door, and go to check to see who it is. standing on the door step of your old run down dorm, was a fellow NRC student. he was a Bull-beastman from the Tumbleranch dorm. a dorm filled with 'old western' themes and people, from what you knew.
🐂from the tops of his bull horns, down to his boots - he was about 7'0" tall. he was somewhat buff, muscles of which could be seen from under his his dorm uniform.
🐂you weren't super close with him, but had a science class with him. and he helped you out during gym classes whenever you began to fall behind everyone else. he was a gentle giant in a sense, always there for you when others didn't spare you a 2nd glance. he was one of the few people outside of your established group of friends that you told about your magic-less status.. and he never treated you any differently. in his own words 'people are people, no matter their core'. his earnest personality and kindness were why you were drawn to him so much.
🐂upon you opening the door, his bull tail swayed side to side in a semi-rapid fashion, giving away how excited he was to see you despite him trying to appear composed. brushing some of his thick curly locks out of his face.
"Hey Bowie! what brings you here today? sorry if the yard looks like a graveyard, i haven't had time to tidy it up--"
🐂" 's aight! don' matter to me much. think it gives 'er dorm it's own personality! a-anyway, i.."
🐂he handed you a fresh sunflower, which was in a small pot - a pot that had a pretty bow tied around it. his alluring southern accent filled your ears as he spoke.
🐂"I wanted tha' know if.. ye wanted tha have.. a picnic with me? 's ah nice day out, an' could give us time ta get ta know each other! since we usu'ally only eve'a see each other durin' classes..."
he seemed a bit nervous, his typical goofy lopsided smile wobbled a little in anticipation as he waited for an answer.
🐂 you thought it was a fun idea, and agreed to go along. which made him perk up, and you could see the will power of him fighting back the urge to hug you, in order to not make you uncomfortable. he had always been a touchy-feely kind of guy when it comes to interacting with others.
🐂 you left a note for grim, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. and before you left you put the sunflower in the lounge - in front of a window, so it could get enough light. you'd have to plant it outside once spring comes around.
🐂 you left the area around your dorm, him gently grabbing your hand as you walked side to side. interlocking your fingers and cradling your hand in his bigger one with tender care. he did it so casually, as if it was normal to do so. the contact with someone you admired made your cheeks become dusted with a light pink.
🐂 you both soon arrived at the botanical gardens, him holding open the door for you like a gentlemen. you spotted a picnic basket and blanket under the tree in the center of the room. at first you were worried leona would be here, as this is his favorite napping spot, but Bowie assured you that he wouldn't bother either of them today. not letting you in on the fact he had to bribe leona to insure no interruptions.
🐂 you both sat down on the blanket and began to chat. the room being filled with your conversation and occasional laughter. you ate sandwiches and fresh fruit - even some of your favorite chocolate from a store in the towns that's at the center of the isle of sages.
🐂 you asked how he knew you liked this chocolate, and he rubbed his neck while blushing. admitting he asked one of the people in your small clique the other day, and set aside time yesterday in between his dorm activities in order to head into town and buy it for you.
🐂 soon he began to play a song for you on his harmonica, claiming its a song he was working on (secretly for you) and wanted some feedback. it was an upbeat yet smooth tune, making your heart swell in awe.
🐂 he even offered to each you, and you spent a little while trying to learn how to use his instrument, it wasn't too hard but you would probably need a lot of practice to get to his level.
🐂 whenever you got a note/sequence right while playing, he would playfully ruffle your hair.
🐂 you thought to yourself - 'wait.. he never washed off the harmonica before he gave it to me to use.. is this- an indirect kiss??' the thought made you blush, and you tried to think of if it was intentional or not on his end. but when he asked about your red face you brushed it off, saying you were just tired from playing. to which he didn't question and took back the instrument. then you both took a small break.
🐂 after a while he fell silent and locked his vibrant violet eyes with yours, wringing his hands together nervously.
🐂 "s-so.. i wus wonderin'.. i reallah' like ya an' all, like.. very much! an' i wanted ta know if.. you would, y'know.. like ta be.. my valentine? not jus' this year, but.. every year?"
🐂 both of you had faces as red as riddles hear. there was a eerie silence between the two for you for a moment, before you launched your self at him - wrapping your arms round his neck, exclaiming 'yes!'
🐂 his smile beamed from ear to ear at your answer, he didn't seem to budge much when you leap at him. he quickly jumped up from his spot on the blanket and spun you around in a hug.
🐂 you two both soon felt back down onto the blanket, laughing like children, with you laying on top of him as he lied there on his back. your eyes soon met again before he nuzzled his cheek against yours affectionately.
🐂 "I wouldn' trade ya f'ur anythin' in tha world, Sugarbug."
Route 2: Cailean Atharrais
🪶you hear a ping for a notification on your phone. bored and in search for anything to do to pass the time, you hop up from the couch and head over to the kitchen counter, where your phone was sat. having been charging all night.
🪶you unplug you're phone and unlock the main screen, and see the message sent from an rsa student you befriended a few months ago, who had helped you take fertilizer from the town to nrc to set up for some magic plant lesson. "hey! could you come over to rsa today? Neige and the dwarves are setting up stuff for a small party in celebration for it being hearts day and all, and we want an outside opinion on the set up. you can even join in on the party too when we finish!"
🪶you were a bit surprised by the invitation, but being in a gathering of actually friendly faces for once sounded like fun! at the very least, it would be a good break from the villainous students at your school that your surrounded by each day.
🪶you texted back; "sure! I'll be there as soon as i can. can't wait :)" to which Cailean sent back "ᕕ(⌐■_■)ᕗ ♪♬" in response.
🪶you got ready and left your dorm, leaving behind a note for grim to find when he wakes up. hopefully ace and deuce can keep him company, and keep him from burning anything down, while your gone for the day.
🪶you eventually arrived at the rsa campus, walking across the bridge to the school building. as soon as you step off the bridge, a bird swoops down in front of you - and with a 'poof' a boy lands on the ground right where the bird was about to. he quickly stands up from his crouched landing position, and brushes himself off.
🪶it was Cailean! he was wearing his school uniform, and honestly it was the first time you had seem him in such fancy clothing.. but it suited him. he had added his own flare to the typically orderly clothing. his brown with black striped swooped to one side hair bounced looked a little frizzy due to moving so much, but his freckled face beamed with an ear to ear smile upon his deep brown chocolatey eyes landing on you're form.
🪶" 'ey! ye mayde it!" the 5'8" boy chirps out in a singsongy type of tune with his prominent scottish accent, before pulling you into a firm hug while jumping up and down a bit. "Nice ta see ye ageen, Dove!"
🪶you laughed and hugged him back. when he eventually let go of you, he ushered you through the schools front gate while chatting with you about what's happened since you last saw each other. admittedly, not much on his end. but you had some fun tales to tell about grim and your other 1st year pals, to which he gave his full attention for.
🪶as he walked with you through the halls, laughing all the way, some people gave you a passing glance. not expecting to see you there, but not saying anything as they were all seemingly rushing around with their own tasks. eventually you both exit the main school building, and arrive at the wide open space with a big fountain, that sits in between the paths to each dorm. the whole place was decked out with decorations, and people! turns out that 'small party' for negie's dorm quickly turned into a big school wide party, since neige just couldn't help himself and invited any students he came across.
🪶he took you around and asked for your opinion on different parts that were being set up - the color pallets, the amount of balloons, the shape of balloons, the types of deserts, etc. after collecting that feedback, Cailean ran off to give the info to Neige.
🪶after about a half hour, the set up was finished, your opinions having been taken to heart and implemented right away. people soon began to file into the area in a more steady flow, and begin mingling with each other as someone got onto a DJ station and began to play some upbeat dance music through the amps. people either went solo or paired up on the decently sized makeshift dance floor on the grass next to one of the dorm buildings.
🪶after a while of picking around the food table and chatting with some people, you felt a tap on your shoulder. spinning around on your heel, you came face to face with Cailean. he had a cheeky grin on his face, before bowing slightly and extending out his hand to you.
🪶" 'ello, Dove! mey I.. hev 'is dance?"
🪶you chuckled and put your hand on his, "course you can, scatterbrain."
🪶" 'ey think ye mhen 'fancy-brain' !" he chimes as he swings you around and drags you off to the dance floor. the two of you have a blast, spinning and swinging each other around and kicking your legs. you failing at trying to copy one of Cailean irish dance moves, and him giving you a thumbs up and mouthing 'A for effort'
🪶eventually, after a little while, a more somber and relaxing song came on. the two of you ended up slowly swaying back and forth, hands interlocked and chests close together. you could feel each others breath on your skin. both of you had faces as red as the cherry filling inside a tart. there was only a few other people on the dance floor along with the two of you, as most others had taken breaks to sit or eat some of the sugary concessions as the party came to a slow drawl.
🪶neither of you had said anything since the song began, but halfway through your dance partner took in a breath - trying to give himself some courage, despite his nervousness.
🪶"..ey, Dove?" he says softly, his warm breath flowing against your ear. making the hair on the back of your next stand on end. "Evry’hing hus been soh moch fhun! ey couldn' be mair happy.. tah hav' yah he'er. whan ey met ye that day.. ye mhade meh tha happiest half fae on tha isle of sages. ye make meh feel.. free." freer then a bhird in tha breeze!
🪶"h-heh.. sorrah if thats cheesy, bhut.. ey mhen it! an'.. if ey mhey be so bold, im not shure if it's selfish tha ask f'ur, bhut.. could ey... hev ye witt meh.. all tha time? not jus' todah, as a valentine, bhut as.. a partner?"
🪶you were stunned for a moment, the both of you just staring into each others eyes as the somber music slowly began to swell into a more heartfelt symphony. you both had stopped in place due to your surprise at his declaration.
🪶he panicked a little when you too a bit longer to respond then he expected, his nervousness showing more clearly. "c-course' ye don' hev tah agree if ye don' wa--" but, you swiftly cut him off with a kiss. his blush turning a darker shade of red, if that's even possible. but he soon leaned into the kiss, and let out a stutter-y coo'ing bird sound. the taste of honeydew was noticeable on his lips. when you pulled away after a minute, you two were the last two on the dance floor. lost in your own world.. some people noticed and clapped for you, but most were preoccupied and didn't realize what was happening. the two of you shyly soon made your way off the dance floor, hand in hand, and headed towards a more quieter place to just enjoy each others company and relax for a while as you both process the bloom of your new union.
Route 3: Bomani Melokuhle (meet-cute <3)
🦈towards the afternoon, your inner circle of friends contacted you and asked if you wanted to spent some time down at the beach today, since it was such a night day outside and they wanted to have some fun while the weather was still nice this week. you agreed and headed down into the town in the center of the island with grim, to get some supplies. since you didn't have a swimsuit or any beach gear. grim decided to wait outside for you.
🦈as you went to the counter with your things, you bumped into someone - both of you dropping your things onto the floor with a 'oof!', though luckily you fall down from the collision - due to the fact the other person wraps an arm around your shoulders to catch you. your faces ending up a few inches away from each other.
🦈after opening your eyes, which you originally closed in anticipation, upon not hitting the ground.. you locked eyes with the other person. which seemed to be a boy, somewhere around your age range. and very handsome at that.
🦈 the boy had warm pecan colored skin, which was covered completely in freckles from head to toe (from whatever skin you could see) - far more freckles then their friend cailean has, since cailean only has them on his face/shoulders. he has emerald green eyes that shimmer as the light from the ceiling fixtures above you shine down upon the room, and he has obsidian black hair .. which seemed to be very curly from the front fringe of thick curls, though most of it was pulled back into a low hanging, semi-big, puffy bun. he also seemed like a mix of chubby and muscular in terms of physique.
🦈you didn't recognize him at all, but you knew he probably wasn't from nrc due to that fact. people did live in this town of the center of the island, so he could just be a resident. since he isn't dressed like the typical tourist.
🦈soon the boy heaved you up back to your feet, and out of the half salsa dip pose you were being held in. it was only less then a minute, but it felt like much longer when you both were just lost in each others eyes.
🦈the boy give a toothy smile to you, showing off his shark-looking sharp teeth, before waving his hand in your face and giving an alluringly baritone voiced "helloo~?" which makes you snap out of the daze that you didn't realize you were in. a light pink blush dusting your cheeks, feeling a bit embarrassed for staring at this stranger.
🦈"oh- sorry! didn't mean to stare, i- uh" luckily for you, the boy didn't seem offended by it, and gave a hearty chuckle, pretending to wipe a tear in a comedic fashion. which made you feel a bit less uneasy about the situation.
🦈"it's alright, no harm done." he waved a dismissive hand, "anywho-" he dropped down into a crouch and began to separate your items from his, soon handing you your things before grabbing his own stuff and standing back up. "sorry for making you drop your things! i tend to wander, and when i wander.. i get lost in my own thoughts, and just don't focus on whats around me. heh heh, i wouldn't purposefully mess up the schedule of a sea star like you."
🦈as he was being very complimentary and casual, you accepted your items back, hugging the things against your chest to insure you wouldn't drop them again. "sea star?" you inquire.
🦈"yeah! your [y/n] right? it's a pleasure to finally meet the one making waves over at nrc. anyone who's anyone on this island knows about you, considering how many overblots you've fought and quelled! real impressive work there. your one tough cookie!"
🦈"oh- heh, sorry, i didn't introduce myself." he extends his hand, and you shake it. "Bomani Melokuhle. the star of the rsa swim team, and ukulele player extraordinaire on this side of the isle of sages!" ah.. so he was from rsa. well, that's a surprise, but also not a surprise..? you seem to be befriending a lot of rsa students recently.. so it's quite on brand.
🦈the two of you head to the counter together as you chat, and yo find you that you have quite a few things in common with him, in terms of interests. except for extreme surfing ... which he says he'll happily teach you, and you tell him you'll think about it.
🦈he goes to pay for your things as well. "oh- you don't have to, i have money" to which he just gives a warm smile, "yeah, but i want to. don't worry 'bout it, 'kay?" you begrudgingly agree.
🦈as grim complains about how long you took in the and asking what the hold up was, you and Bomani bid each other farewell. and you watch as he walks down the road, soon out of sight as he rounds a corner. oh wait- you forgot to get his number.. well, maybe another time.
🦈you then take grim and head off down to the beach, where your friend group had already set up in a pretty good spot. you all played volleyball, build sandcastles, the whole shebang. the beach was crowded for a while, but as the day went on and the evening arrived, people began to slowly leave. your group still stayed, even as the beach soon became almost empty, but your plans were soon cut short as the wind began to pick up. and soon after it began to rain.
🦈 your friends all complained and began to pack up, really only jack cared about the rain due to his tail. but as you finished gathering your things, grim told you he lost his sunglasses, and ordering you as his henchmen to get them as he flew off. you relented, and soon spotted the sunglasses. you managed to grab them before they could be washed off to sea, but as you turned your back to the water a wave slammed down on you from behind. all you could hear was the sound of the waves, mixed with the muffled voices of your friends calling out to you, as you get dragged away from shore.. while underwater you see some glimmers of something blue nearby, before your vision fades out.
🦈eventually you wake up on some rocks next to a light house nearby RSA, coughing up a bit of sea water as your vision steadies itself. you quickly notice that the sun had finished setting, and it was now nighttime. and something was approaching in the water..
🦈 it was bright spotty blotch of a neon aquamarine color, moving towards the cove from the water. a head soon poked through the surface of the water, and you noticed it was Bomani! other then his hair being out of the bun and flowing around his shoulders in bundled frizzy curls and all of his freckles glowing - it was him! he seemed to now have gray skin and sharp ears, along with his lower half being that of a shark - almost covered in glowing spots.
🦈 he checks if you were okay and not hurt at all, even giving you the sunglasses, which he found after saving you, he offers to swim you back to the beach. which you agree. he takes you by the hand, and guides you back into the water, you wrapping your arms around his neck as he wraps his around your waist and rests his chin against the crook of your neck.. holding you close to his body, which was warm compared to the cold water.
🦈he casts a spell to allow you temporary water breathing, since you don't have gills like him, and takes you back to the main shore. your friends were there waiting for you, but before you depart he gives you a peck on the cheek and winks "till we meet again.. sea star." then swims off. your heart bubbles with a new fuzzy feeling...
Hello Hades my cherry pieee I would love to be part of the vday event! I would like to request night in paradise with black butler! Fem reader, my main kinks are puppy play and degradation 🥰
- babi
thank you so much for the request babi ily. ah you always have such adorable kinks.
🍒 welcome to your night in paradise 🍒
room 101 w/ lau [black butler]
warning: pet play, degrading, licking, creep behaviour.
he tugs the collar pulling you closer, the creepy smile on his face doesn't fade. he lowers his face until his lips are pressed to your ears. carefully, he sticks his tongue out and glides it against the shell of your ear. you shiver at the sensation. tugging your face away from him.
he roughly grabs your arm and holds you still, admiring the way fear eats up your pretty face. "what's wrong puppy?" he asked faking sympathy, "did you think we were done?" you couldn't even muster enough to nod. lau chuckled before moving his hand to grip your pretty face, his strong fingers squishing your cheeks.
"you're such a fucking slut, getting soaked when i say mean things to you." he leans closer and places a chaste kiss on your lips. "who knew degrading could turn you into such a needy bitch." he chuckled. "let's see how needy i can make you tonight."
A letter is delivered to you from the port of Venice. The envelope is torn in places, waterlogged from the trip. The letter itself is scrawled hastily, as if the person was racing against time to get to you. Still, their handwriting is bold, as if determined to leave an impression.
[text:
Hey!
I really might die this time, you know? And I'll pass onto the next life not having even gotten a kiss from you. So pucker up those lips, baby—Ow, Caesar, ow! Watch it. That damned Italian and his bubble gun, telling me to hurry things up.
I can't believe what a damned mess I've gotten myself in—and all over a stupid little ring! Gah. Remind me never to get married. Well, if I make it out of this. This is the last time I'm agreeing to a proposal from just any stranger!
Look, I can't tell you this in person because I... well, because I'm out of time. I'm hoping this gets to you in time. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know that I want you...
To—to keep my clacker balls, should anything happen to me. I want you to treat them delicately, as if they were my own balls! Ha! Could you imagine that? Ah, perhaps metaphorically. Not my actual balls. Not certain you would treat those kindly.
Agh, Caesar is telling me I'm wasting time. As if he understands how difficult this is... Look, what I actually want to tell you is...
Crap. I've got to go.
Catch you later, I'd hope.
Yours,
Jo—]
[don't read the tags if you want to guess who it is!]
