Happy New Year! Will u be hosting Love in Wayhaven again?
Hi there and happy new year anon!
Both @lilas and I appreciate your vested interest in Love in Wayhaven! That means a lot to us. But, we are both interested in other projects and will not be hosting this year.
If anyone else would like to host a gift exchange we hope they feel encouraged to do so!
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Thank you everyone who participated and supported us! Vee and I were so happy with the positive response LIW received. We hope everyone enjoyed the event and their gifts.
Before we slip from your minds for the rest of the year, please consider taking this short survey! This is a great time to tell us what you thought of the event and what could be done better next year. Emails won’t be collected and responses are completely anonymous.
Once again, thank you everyone for coming together to celebrate love and Wayhaven with us! ❤️
Thank you everyone who participated and supported us! Vee and I were so happy with the positive response LIW received. We hope everyone enjoyed the event and their gifts.
Before we slip from your minds for the rest of the year, please consider taking this short survey! This is a great time to tell us what you thought of the event and what could be done better next year. Emails won’t be collected and responses are completely anonymous.
Once again, thank you everyone for coming together to celebrate love and Wayhaven with us! ❤️
my lovely friend @veeples drew this stunning piece of my detective, amelia with mason for @loveinwayhaven !!!!!! im literally blown away on how amazing this is 🥺💕 they did such a great job on this and honestly I’m just so dnejjs I can’t even explain my love for this!!!!! thank you so so so much, vee 💖
A (very belated) happy Valentines day @extraordinarymage! I was your secret valentine for @loveinwayhaven, your detective is very lovely and I really hope you’ll enjoy your gift!
thank you @agentmasonjars for making this cute moodboard!
Pairings: Mason x nb!detective (Iona Gray)
Warnings: none
Words: 921
Summary: Mason wants to surprise the detective on Valentines day, but not everything goes according to plan… (set in early relationship)
Masons hand ran through the detectives mousy brown hair one more time before letting the short strands fall against their cheek, one covered their eyes and with gentle fingers he brushed it back behind their ear, careful not to wake them.
He had been staring at the sleeping detective for hours, running his hands and gaze over their features. The warmth in his chest forreign to him, a burning heat, almost hurting - in the best way. Like a drug he couldn’t get enough of.
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Belated @loveinwayhaven gift for @durogatorymortain
Apologies for this being so late! I do have some art in the works for you, but I could not finish it in time! Expect that next month. Until then I hope you enjoy this bit of writing! Apologies again, my writing isn’t that great, I hope I did your wonderful character justice!
Title: Out of Character
Genre: Romance
Characrers: Adam du Brickwall and Detective Sumya Abida
Word Count: 1K
Valentines. The day of flowers, cheap chocolate and expression of love to the one you wish to keep closest. To Detective Sumya Abida, that special person could not have pushed himself further away. She tried to push those thoughts away by indulging in the taste of cheap coffee, for once the coffee was somewhat warm. However, not warm enough to relieve the coldness that man had left her in. She prided herself on her deceptive skills, the slight crease of the nose, a flicker of the eye, small, minute reactions can speak scrolls of truth, and detect a person’s true motive. Yet for Adam, he was infuriating. She tapped faster on her keyboard huffing at the strangulating thought, her stoic display dropping at the wrong time as the too familiar playful hum broke the silence outside her office.
“And that sounds exactly like someone frustrated with love!” Tina’s voice invaded just the right spots to stop Sumya’s typing marathon her fingers hovering just above the well-worn keyboard.
“Bingo! I just knew it and let me guess it’s the one with muscles that could protect you from anything, the one with soft looking blonde hair, those stoic and stern green eyes.”
“Tina!” She swivelled round crossing her arms and arching one of her eyebrows. “You mean an immovable mountain, one too stubborn to shift-”
“A bit like yourself then.” Tina rolled her eyes, Sumya could only shake her head in reply.
“He’s a stubborn one, but if he’s anything like you, you just need to not say no to the walls he puts up and crash through them.”
“Don’t you think I’ve been trying?” Sumya looked at Tina now, her full attention now on her co-worker. Tina must have had read enough romance novels to even make Nate surprised. Surely, she had some advice from all those days buried in those pages when she was supposed to be working.
“You’re here at work on valentine’s day huffing and puffing and asking your, very much single friend, yes I’m struggling, thankyou for asking, for advice! Remember what everyone used to call you? Lioness. Go out there and show him your roar!” Tina grinned, she pumped her hand in the air, laughter lighting up her every word.
“As am I, very single, I’m struggling, thanks for asking.” Sumya smiled in reply.
Adam had not stopped looking out the window since the sun had washed its orange hues through the blinds. Of all the days to not have a mission, it had to be valentines. A human celebration, that was just there to fuel their cruel economy. He could not care less about the holiday.
“All mighty leader, would you please hang these up?” The voice came from below; Adam paused his self-pining to look down at Farrah. Clutched in her hands was a pile of string, but what was attached to them made Adam immediately return his attention to the window.
“Ask Nate.”
“Mmmm I know you have a thing for her! Just say it! Say it!”Her hands turned into fists and she bounced them up and down to her chant’s beat, emphasised by her bouncing on the toes of her feet, “say it!”
He finally grumbled peeling himself away from the window and heading out of the sitting room with a signature grunt. “Must I remind you we are vampires? We have no need for this human celebration.”
“Then stop dragging her on.” Farrah retaliated, mimicking his posture, she comically tried to square her shoulders, puff out her chest all the while trying to stay balanced with a firm arm cross. “If you don’t care, tell her you’re not interested! She deserves better than this.”Her voice trailed off at the end; she dropped the decoration in favour to pat Adam’s back, her gold eyes meeting his stern greens.
“At least, show that you are interested.”
His trained stoicism dropped, his posture fell, and his eyes wandered to the other corner of the room. Whilst originally, he only looked over there to avoid Farrah and her painful words, it provided him with a solution. Nate’s calligraphy set.
There was that hideout. Her metal car came to a cranky halt, it complained as it always did when she clambered out. It was a miracle it still stood, let alone worked. She eyed her glorified tin can for a while longer, knowing she was just burning away time. She reached for the door handle when Tina’s words echoed in her head. She needed to do this.
She sighed, straightened her back, and entered the hideout of vampires, under one arm was a small letter and gift.
Her heartbeat, her familiar heartbeat, it brought Adam into an upright posture, he could feel ever every hair, her every muscle, it engulfed his senses. As much as he wanted to ignore her and punish himself for being so easily distracted, it brought a soft dimpled smile to his angular features.
“Detective, shouldn’t you be at work?” He refused to face her. He refused to look at her. For if he did, he was worried for what might happen.
“Shouldn’t you be grunting, breaking my things and doing the most incredible brick wall impression the world has ever seen?” She chuffed.
She was getting closer. He hurriedly tucked the letter into his pocket and made a move to walk directly past her. As he stood up, as he stood up to pass her, to leave her behind, to leave these horrible alien feelings behind. He looked down to see her brown skin against his pale. She latched onto his arm with a shake of her head. A firm look spread across her intimidating features.
“You will accept my valentine’s gift, and you will like it. Mr brickwall.”
It seemed he had no choice. She was captivating. His body moved before his mind could react, taking the gift she held out. It was a trap.
As his hands moved to accept the gift, she clasped both palms around his, her warmth and heartbeat spiking upon contact. He immediately felt blinded by her spell. It did not help that Farrah hid behind him, shortly giggling as she held him in place…
He softly closed his eyes and lifted his hand to clasp over hers. It felt wrong, yet it felt so right. Without breaking from his surprise, he whispered.
AN : Hi, @solus-reaper !!!! I was assigned as your secret valentines for @loveinwayhaven 💜💜💜 I’m so sorry for the delay, but I really hope you enjoy this fic I wrote of your lovely detective and Mason! You said in your description that Gale is fond of the wolf plush from the carnival, and that she likes to read with it, and I really got inspired by that and wrote a scene somehwere between new official relationship and deep relationship!
Series/Pairing: The Wayhaven Chronicles – Agent Mason X F!Detective (Gale Langford)
Rating/Warnings: General / None
Word Count: 1111 words (woah!)
Summary: Mason discovers a familar plush from the past.
Plush
Gale sits on the couch in her living room, head lying against the armrest, her feat curled up underneath her knees. Her breath flows slowly out from her lungs, caressing the pages of the thick book she held in her hands, eyes darting across the baskerville fonted words, seeping in each syllable as her fingers traced underneath them.
A melody plays in the backdrop- a birdsong, as clement and serene as a lullaby, though it was too early in the day for Gale to allow herself to drift away into the white cushions she laid upon. There were still traces of morning present outside of her residence; splotches of sunlight still draped upon the apartment, growing brighter with each moment that passed within her devour, signaling the coming of noon.
A delicate sneeze falls from her lips, causing a strand of her chocolate brown hair to fall against her pale cheek. She huffs a little as she straightens her neck, tucking the piece behind her ear and fixing the pillow underneath her. Well, not a pillow. Her head rests upon the curved back of a stuffed animal. More specifically, a four legged wolf figurine that had been won by a certain vampire a few earth cycles ago.
Ornately useless, she would say; A poorly factored childrens toy purely meant for collecting dust and taking up matter- not intended for sentimental value.She wouldn't have thought for it to mean so much to her; the simple fact that she had even kept it shocked her. Gale assumed maybe the attachment was there because it reminded her of him- someone found so daunting in the eyes of the world, yet so comforting in her own arms.
She let out a content sigh, adjusting her body once more against the sofa and sinking deeper into the monochrome cushions, a sense of fulfillment warming her up on the inside as she focused herself back to the content she was formerly centered on.
Not much later, her ears grasp onto the jingling sound that came from the door knob- which was quickly interrupted by a strided curse, followed by a groan.
She pushes herself up to her feet immediately, knowing quite well who was behind the barrier, and not wanting him to break yet another door handle. She left the paperback to lay upon the leather surface she was stationed on, beside the stuffed wolf. Tugging her grey cardigan closer to her figure, she proceeds up to the hatch, catching more grumbled swears coming from the struggling vampire as he continues to try getting into the apartment.
“Good morning.” She chimes at his hunched figure.
“Your stupid lock wouldn’t open.” He grouses, trudging into the apartment with squinted eyes. He boots clack against the tile flooring as he saunters towards the little vanity right beside the entrance, placing his metallic key set onto its surface before wandering further into the apartment.
“It’s not my lock,” A chuckle exhausts from her throat as she begins to walk towards him. “It’s just your inability to open a door.” She quips before tip-toeing and pressing an alight, petal like kiss onto the corner of his lips. The action earns another grumble from him, but it’s light hearted, so she ignores it whilst she swiftly makes her way to her windows and swipes the blackout curtains over them.
Mason ambles towards the settee, and as he’s about to flop onto its surface, his grey eyes catch upon shiny buttoned eyes of a familiar looking figure and he pauses, bewilderment lacing his gaze as he takes the sight in.
And then he lets out a rattling scoff, plucking up the thing with his right hand, “I can’t believe you kept this thing.” He muses, flipping it around in his hands and examining its features.
The airy sound makes Gale turn around from the lamppost, confused for a moment on what on earth he’d be talking about, only to realize he was talking about the ancient carnival souvenir.
Her cheeks instantly become kissed in pink flurries of flush- the reaction to her self consciousness completely and utterly exposing her embarrassment. She fumbles over her words, not exactly sure how to explain why she had kept it. She wasn’t even sure why she had kept it in the first place.
Before any filters could run through them, the first coherent words that popped into her head fell right through her lips into a hushed murmur.
“It reminds me of you.” She says, softly. So soft, so quiet that if it were anyone else it wouldn’t have been heard- but that was the special thing about the vampire.
He hears. He listens. He understands.
And when the words hit his ears, they’re surprisingly touching.
His lips move to say something- to tease, goes to say something, to tease, to joke
They start to form a word, “That’s-“ he begins, but the rest of the syllables don’t come out; hitching at the end of his throat. He purses his lips, once, twice. And fumbles with his own words, his own thoughts for a minute, and then he takes a stride towards where she’d stationed herself and wraps his arms over her waist, letting the toy fall onto the carpet below them.
Their embrace is reigned over with a quiet, no words spoken or shared in anyway- just a silent, silent understanding that lingers between them. A few moments pass, and he presses his lips over her hair, the gesture speaking louder than anything he fouled said to have shown his appreciation. Or love. Or whatever it was he felt from those words. He pulls away just enough to look her in the eye, his own pupils blown in affection, a lazy smirk washed over his face.
“Why keep a plush when you could have the real thing, sweetheart?”
He feels her smile against his chest, and he dips his face into the crook of her shoulder, trailing peppered kisses up her neck and to her jaw.
She squeaks, squirming and lightly smacking his chest with the heel of her hand with a flustered face.
“I think I’ll just-“ she walks away, reaching down to pick up the stuffed animal, “Stick with this.” She finishes, bringing it back to the sofa to the spot she was previously sitting on, lying down across its length and placing the plush back underneath her neck, resuming the book where she left off.
An aspirated chuckle comes from him as he follows her, placing the plushie away as he slides into its place at the edge of the seat, allowing Gale to return to her reading with much more comfort.
“It reminds me of you.” This was so soft and sweet! 🥺 I loved your focus on the wofl plushie and how well loved it is with Gale! Much like our beloved Agent Nolastname. 💖
hi @delfuniart!! happy (extremely belated) valentine's day! i was your secret valentine for @loveinwayhaven and i decided to draw some fluff of mason and esmee bcs we all need some in our lives tbh
What a sweet picture of these two! The mood setting in this is lovely and the expression on Mason’s face is so endearing. They look so at peace together!
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hi @wayhavensmasonsbitch !!! as your name may suggest, i see you like mason.. 🌚 so i drew miss dahlia and mason looking lovingly into each others eyes for @loveinwayhaven exchange! (or more like cockily and flusteredly lmfao)
Hello! This is my very belated @loveinwayhaven gift for @welpiwelpwelp! I really hope you like it and that she turned out like you imagine her to be! (Close up below the cut bc I liked her lil charm on her bracelet and also its cute i think)
Hey! I finished it! I'm soo sorry for this very late post @kajasartspace ! My computer crashed before I could even finish your gift! So this one is a sketch of what I was trying to do before! I wish I could do a better gift for you.. I hope you'll like It at least!! I love your detective btw! Felix is a very lucky vampire :3
This is for the @loveinwayhaven Valentine's event post. Thank you again for your patience!
Oh no, it’s too bad about your computer crashing! You still made a very sweet and funny scene for these two, and I can agree that Felix is a very lucky vampire here. <3 Also always support poking fun at Adam!
so uhh 👉👈 in case febraury ends and we still haven't gotten our secret valentine present, do we contact you orrr? dkjskfjhs it sounds so bad to make you ask someone why haven't they posted something for their sv, but at the same time.. I do want my present.. 😔
Yes please contact us if you have any concerns! That being said, we’re generally aware of where everyone is in their work so far. There might be a few gifts that come in the first days of March, but mostly everything should be done over the weekend.
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Hi there @detectivewithdablood ! Your Secret Valentine has requested to remain anonymous, but they commissioned @somewillwin to draw Adam and Ayla/AJ. They hope you enjoy your gift! 💝
And what a gorgeous piece it is! The mood, the lighting and (cries) the cuddling! 😭 AJ has such a cute smile and Adam looks so at peace!
happy (very late) vday @pearlsandsteel !! i got you for @loveinwayhaven. i was inspired from a scene from your most recent prompt fic! hopefully it does it some justice :’~D
bonus doodle bc i felt bad not letting them kiss on vday 💔
Oh look at these two cuties!!! I love the beautiful dramatic lighting and the gorgeous shading!! And the cute little extra doodle is extra heart warming since we could all use a proper A kiss from time to time to break up the tension. <3
