#asks whee

Felix:

def the one who gets the most flustered with your affection

he pretends to hate when you pepper his face in kisses or rest your arm around his waist but secretly it makes him go all dhdjdhdhshdh because he is peak malewife

“do i ever tell you how pretty you are?” “yes, Y/N, six times a day”

he loves when you hold his hand in public ,, like it’s the most simple act and it makes him all gushey

the two of you cuddled up after a long day while he reads aloud to you and you’re laid on his chest >>

sometimes you go on rants about how much you care and appreciate him and he didn’t grow up with a lot of affection so he practically preens every single time

sometimes while he’s sleeping you’ll trace shapes into his skin and he grumbles because it eventually wakes him up ,,, but then he just pulls you to his chest and you press a kiss to his neck before falling asleep along with him

Sage:

PLAYING ‼️ WITH ‼️ HIS ‼️ HAIR ‼️‼️ need I say more??

seriously this bitch purrs the minute your fingers scratch at his scalp or you offer to braid his hair for him in the morning

he’s not great with accepting affection that isn’t playing it off as a joke so you being openly supportive and in love with him just ,, makes his brain crack tbh

he needs a lot of reassurance no matter how confident he acts ,, and you are very happy to give it to him

no one can convince me he dosent loveeee being little spoon ,, when you ask him to be big spoon he gets all huffy but will comply and keep sighing like a dramatic teenager

you roll your eyes and switch your positions ,,, ensue happy purrs

he bites you ,, a lot ,, not in a sexual way (most of the time) but more of like ,, a love language type thing ,, like sometimes you’ll just be sitting there and he’ll bite your hand without another word

him touching you in any way makes you very happy so you take what you can get

sometimes he forgets his size and tries to lay on top of you and nearly crushes you ,, but the weight and warmth of him makes it so you don’t complain ,, like a giant hug mmm

Anisa:

she isn’t super into pda but she adores casual touches in private ,, like you with a head against her shoulder ??? you rubbing a thumb over the back of her hand???? amazing. perfection.

she constantly chases praise and affection in her life, so she’s definitely the most vocal about the way your words affect her ,,

“you’re doing so well, sweetheart. i’m so proud of you….are you crying? anisa what the fuck”

you calling her strong or pretty makes her combust ,, she just wants to be your buff knight and protect you at all times

the rare moments when she does allow pda have you so excited ,, like that tiny little hand hold? amazing! stupendous! i am anisa’s partner that’s right!

sometimes you offer to do her hair and the two of you sit in silence while you brush it back, and she won’t admit how calming it is to her before a big day but it helps way more then you know

at the end of a long shift you’ll offer to rub her shoulders, get the nice smelling oils and warm towels and just ,, work your magic ,, seriously how are you so good with your hands?

she also prefers being little spoon ,, because sometimes she’s the one who wants to be protected ,, but she will also happily switch positions with you unlike sage the greedy bastard

Rime:

he makes fun of you for how open you are with your affection ,, all eye rolls and “that’s cheesy i’m going to barf”

but the minute you stop he gets all pouty and grumpy until you continue (he has way too much pride to admit he wants his hair to be played with and to have soft gentle kisses against his cheeks)

he is def the most open with his pda ,, you’re his and he wants everyone in the general vicinity to know it

you love this so much because how could you not take the opportunity to subtly makeout with him in alleys or sling an arm around his waist

you and Rime don’t really do the whole little spoon big spoon thing, you face each other when you sleep and tangle your limbs together ,, warm and safe ,, perfection really

he gets so visibly stiff when you try to praise him or tell him how proud you are and how much you care about him

mans is not used to people being kind to him without some sort of ulterior motive ,, you’re so kind and good it makes him want to throw up and gives him butterflies in his stomach but that’s something we can address later

he gets so flustered embarrassingly easily ,, you call him pretty and give him one of those soft lingering kisses? his brain is short circuiting he will brb

he finally masters some new spell ?? you plaster his face in kisses until he’s a blushing stammering mess and he’s just “it’s not that big of a deal” and you’re ?? yes it is i’m proud of you and i will be telling you so

felix has never rlly had people who will happily sit there and listen to him ramble about whatever books he’s obsessed with at the moment but you lay across his lap and blink up at him with just ,,, pure love in your eyes ,, occasionally adding your input

you giving his hair little braids ,, just going on about how soft and pretty it is while felix tries to not hide his red face in his hands

after he loses his magic he just feels ,, useless cause how is he meant to protect you without it? what other reason could you possibly want someone like him ??

he expresses his insecurities at one point and you sorta just stand there and he’s waiting for you to say he’s right and that he’s not worthy of your time and affection but you step forward and bury him in a hug

whispering quiet reassurances about how much you love him for him and how he dosent have to be useful to be worthy of love ,, cries

he’ll never get used to the ways you randomly give him compliments just completely unprovoked

he brings you a cup of tea? “ugh you’re seriously the best at that, thank you, love”

you’re laying across from each other just staring? “god, i could look at you forever”

he’s showing off his room at his old home? “you’re so nerdy, i love it so much, it’s adorable”

Felix:

You pulled away from Felix’s lips, your body straddled in his lap, his hands awkwardly hovering over your hips—where was he meant to put them? Was this even okay? You smiled down at him, your lips puffy and kiss flushed. You leaned in close again to press a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth, and another to the edge of his jaw.

He swallowed, trying to make sure he didn’t move for fear of making you uncomfortable. You smelled soft and warm, like the vanilla cookies he used to bake in his younger years. He just wanted to wrap you up next to him and keep you all to himself, the two of you exchanging increasingly heated kisses for all of eternity.

The both of you had been doing—whatever the hell this was for a few weeks now. Just quick kisses here and there, soft lingering glances from across rooms—none of which you had addressed. Felix tried his best to ignore the fluttering in his stomach whenever you ran your fingers through his dark hair; tried to ignore the way his heart soared everytime you entered a room.

You cupped his face between your hands, rough palms meeting his smooth skin. You brought your lips together again, taking his bottom one between your teeth—gently scraping along it. He let out an embarrassing noise from the back of his throat, cheeks heating up as you giggled into the kiss.

Felix moved one of his hands to hold your wrist, pulling away to look you in the eyes. He wasn’t aware of the words leaving his lips until they’d actually done so,

“I love you, Y/N.” Your eyes widened—so did his. Fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck. What the hell had he just done? Things were so good between the two of you without his feelings mucking everything up. “Shit. I am so sorry, you can ignore that all you want, please just go back to kissing me. I didn’t mean to make things weird I am so-”

“I love you too.” Your words were calm, as if you’d thought about this many times before. You kissed him again, short and quick, a stupid shit eating grin gracing your lips. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“You do…?” He blinked a few times, his brain trying to catch up with the fact that you returned his feelings.

“Of course I do, you dork. I spend nearly my entire day with you, how could I not? Now can we please get back to kissing?”

Sage:

Sage pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, trying to force the tears to stop from falling, the cool air of the night stinging his skin. God, what the fuck was he doing—why was he so angry? Why did he want to gut the person dancing with? You weren’t his, he wasn’t allowed to be feeling like this. Like some pathetic teenager who couldn’t keep his hormones in check.

He pulled his hands away, swallowing. Sage Lesath didn’t cry, and certainly not over someone who had managed to wiggle themselves into his heart. He didn’t have feelings; feelings like this. He was used to simply using people as warm bodies to lay next to, because he’d always been good enough to fuck but not enough to spend your life with. He’d been pathetic to think he’d ever be anything else different.

“Sage?” Your voice brought him from his thoughts, and he turned to smile at you, hoping the anxiety didn’t show across his face.

“You came all the way out here for me? Careful, Y/N, people are going to start thinking you have a crush on me or something.” He laughed, empty and hollow as he pushed past you to try and renter the tavern. You stopped him, hand finding his wrist.

“Hey, what’s wrong? You look—off.” You pulled him closer to you, looking up to inspect his face. He ran a tongue over his dry lips, letting out another humorless laugh.

“Nothings wrong, well, you are stopping me from getting another drink but I don’t think that’s what you’re asking.” You examined his face more closely, noting the way his jaw clenched, the hurt in his eyes.

“I wasn’t interested in that guy; the one I was dancing with.” He pinched his brows together—did you know? “C’mon, Sage…you have to know I’m only into you. ‘Thought it was obvious.”

Obvious? Were you trying to fuck with him right now? Because it wasn’t funny…

“What? Don’t be ridiculous you don’t…you couldn’t feel like that about me.” He tried to brush you off, swallowing nervously. You rolled your eyes.

“Of course I could. I fucking love you, dummy. I promise some handsy drunk guy won’t change that.”

What the literal fuck. You loved him? He was still trying to come to terms with the fact that you liked him in general, that all of those words you’d spoken to him hadn’t been one large practical joke. But now you loved him? He was going to spontaneously combust. Right here on the cement.

You stood up on your tip toes to plant a kiss to his cheek, a quiet giggle leaving your lips at his dazed expression. It hit him all at once and he scooped you up in his arms, spinning the two of you round and round despite your loud laughs and protests.

He set you down, peppering kisses around your face. “Holy shit, Y/N. You love me? I love you too. Lord, I’ve never loved anyone more—”

Anisa:

Anisa wasn’t normally one to bat around the bush, no matter how nervous you made her. She was aware of what she felt for you, aware that the warm fluttery feeling in the bottom of her gut was love. Love for the way you never seemed to be discouraged, love for the way your hair shone in the sunlight, love for everything that was you.

You had your legs laid out across her lap, tongue poking from the corner of your mouth, eyes intently focused on the small words in the book in front of you. Anisa’s fingers ran back and forth over your ankle, content to just sit and watch you study. You looked gorgeous doing pretty much anything.

“Hey, Y/N?” You looked over to her briefly before returning your eyes to the book.

“Hm?” You flipped the page, wiggling your nose to prevent yourself from sneezing at the small amount of dust on the page.

“I love you.” You stopped, dropping your book to look over at her face, searching for any sign of untruthfulness. You found none.

Anisa was painfully honest in her open expression and lack of fear behind her eyes. She loved you, and she had so easily admitted it when you would have stumbled and stammered over your words if you had wanted to suddenly admit the same to her.

“You do?”

“Mhm.” She nodded, gaze flickering down to skin of your ankles where her fingers hadn’t stopped moving. She began to trace a small pattern into them absentmindedly, her touch light and warm. “I think I’ve known for a while, I just, needed some time to work up the courage to tell you. I’m not expecting anything, I would just rather you know.”

For the first time in this conversation, Anisa looked nervous. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth, and her touch stuttered every few seconds or so while she awaited your reaction.

“I…I love you too.” You cleared your throat, hoping she would ignore the squeak at the end of your words. She didn’t. She laughed, looking back to you. You moved your foot to nudge her in the ribs, glaring without any real intent. “Oh hush. I’m trying to study—and you’ve got me blushing and shit.”

She reached over to poke at your cheek, scrunching her nose at you. “‘S okay. You’re cute.”

Rime:

“Rime…is this really still about felix?” Your words were quiet, slicing the thick tension in the air. Rime whipped towards you, his eyes furious. How dare you question him? Of course the jealousy was stemming from you touching felix and not the other way around. He wasn’t sure who he wanted to gut first.

“Of course. What? You think I’ve grown fond of you?” He scoffed, his jaw clenching and unclenching. His words were sharp, meant to hurt you, meant to make you shrivel away. But Rime didn’t scare you, he never really had, no matter how much he tried.

You stepped closer, waiting for him to move back. He didn’t. You looked at him determinedly, refusing to back down from this conversation, the conversation the two of you had really been needing to have for the past few weeks.

You knew that at this point, the way Rime looked at you, it couldn’t all revolve around felix. He felt something for you, and you weren’t sure if he just didn’t want to admit it, or if he was fully aware but attempting to cling on whatever he had left with his relationship with Felix. Dying was terrifying, you knew it first hand. And you were sure that Rime simply needed something familiar when he had come back, and he’d found that in Felix. But maybe—familiar wasn’t what he needed anymore.

“Tell me what’s really going on. You can’t keep throwing tantrums and expect me to understand what it is you’re thinking…” He opened his mouth to speak before promptly shutting it, turning away from you, his shoulders straight and rigid.

“Nothings fucking happening, Y/N. Not everything’s about you all the time, you’d be good to remember that.” The arrogance seeped back into his voice, he laughed, dark and with a strange sense of finality. “I just—can’t stand seeing you two together. Makes me want to rip my skin off.”

You pinched your brows together, stepping closer to him again, the two of you only separated by a few steps now. He laughed, louder and more manic this time.

“Can’t stand seeing him touch you. That should be me. I don’t want anyone else’s hands on you—don’t want anyone else looking at you like that. Because I—” He ran his fingers through his hair, still not facing you. He couldn’t. Not right now. “I love you. And I hate it. So fucking much. ‘S not fair.”

You finally stepped close enough to touch him, wrapping your arms around his waist, your head resting against his back. You weren’t quite sure what to say. You weren’t sure how you felt about Rime, especially with Felix still in the picture…you just knew you wanted nothing more then to make him feel better right now.

Felix:

Felix kept his bottom lip between his teeth, chewing absentmindedly, the book open in his hands left unattended. He instead chose to focus his attention on you. You were laid out in one of the chairs, your legs sprawled across another, hair falling into your eyes while you studied.

God, you were so beautiful. Even with the bags under your eyes from late night magic sessions. He wanted nothing more then to wrap his arms around your waist and bury his head in the crook of your neck—would it be totally creepy to say he wanted to inhale the way you smelled?

He’d read enough romance novels to know how to compare you to something cheesy like the moon, or perhaps the sun would be a better analogy? Because like the sun you were warm and all consuming, his mind was constantly full of flashes of your smile or the gentle noise that was your laugh.

You looked up from your book, narrowing your eyes at him with a playful smile. His gaze quickly darted away. Felix cleared his throat, pretending to be suddenly engrossed in the text in front of him. You moved your foot to nudge at his arm, tilting your head to try and meet his eyeline.

“I know staring at me is just oh so fun, but if you aren’t going to pay attention could you make yourself useful and grab me a cuppa?” Your tone was light and full of affection—it made his cheeks darken. He nodded, setting his book down to stand up—back cracking. Oh that was attractive and certainly not the spitting image of some elderly man.

He moved to find the kettle but you tugged at his sleeve as he passed you, stopping him. You sat up to pull at one of his necklaces, dragging him down to your level. He stammered while you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, patting the spot with your hand, grinning at his dazed expression.

“Now—tea?”

Anisa:

Anisa’s eyes flickered to the sweat collecting on your brow, said brow furrowed in concentration while you hoisted yourself over a thick tree branch. You grunted in effort, righting yourself before sending a smug grin down to Anisa. You poked your tongue out.

“See? Told you I could do it,” you boasted, hands gripping the bark of the tree. She smiled, scrunching her nose, arms folded across her chest.

“Me saying you shouldn’t climb a tree when you can barely stand up without tripping over yourself on the ground does not mean ‘I should definitely climb this tree.’” You rolled your eyes, scootching to relax against the trunk of the tree, dangerously close to falling the few feet back to the grassy ground.

“I mean—it’s basically the same thing.” You shrugged, closing your eyes, the sunlight basking across in your face in vivid orange and yellow flashes. Anisa took the time you weren’t focused on her to let her eyes wander entirely over your form.

Even covered in dirt and a leaf sticking from your hair, you were perfect in every way. Love wasn’t something Anisa thought about often—she couldn’t afford to get distracted if she wanted to advance in ranking. But maybe with you it wouldn’t be so bad…

Getting to wake up to your snores, an arm draped around her waist. Having you massage her shoulders after a long shift. Getting to kiss you whenever the hell she wanted. Yea, that didn’t sound so bad.

You cracked your eyes open, trying to move yourself back to the center of the branch. This was clearly ineffective as you tumbled over the side, free falling through the air. Anisa rushed forward, grunting in effort when you landed bridal style in her arms.

You laughed—loud and unashamed. Her cheeks tinged pink and you wrapped your arms around her neck, batting your eyes at her dramatically. “Truly my knight in shining armor.”

“I’m not wearing armor…”

“Anisa-”

Sage:

Sage’s head was fuzzy, his thoughts a drunken scattered mess. The tavern was noisy, but he couldn’t really focus on any of it. It all sounded like empty static to him. But the very real, and very present, feeling of your cheek rested against his shoulder was something he would never be able to tune out.

You had fallen asleep a few shots ago, and your head had naturally dropped to the nearest thing to you—which just happened to be Sage’s shoulder. He was too afraid to move, scared he’d disrupt your rest. He wanted to glare at everyone in the tavern, tell them to shut up and let you sleep because lord knows you needed it with how hard you pushed yourself.

Perhaps if he scooped you up fast enough you wouldn’t notice the movement of him carrying you back to the tower? He seriously doubted that would work, especially since drunk him wasn’t exactly the most coordinated man. He swallowed, moving to take your heavy hand in his, running his fingers over your knuckles. You were always so cold, nearly icy to the touch. Sage was the opposite, and you’d often request he hold you just to warm you up. Completely platonically, of course…

You grumbled something incoherent, turning your head into sages neck, lips just barely ghosting his skin. He froze, taking a peak at you from the corner of his eyes. How did someone make drooling on his neck look cute?

Felix:

ok for Felix I get like quality time and acts of service for giving tbh ,,

like this man makes you tea constantly and is content to just study in your presence

even a trip to market with you is the most entertaining thing in the world to him

he’ll do little things like bring you breakfast or helping you review whatever spell you’re currently studying

i think for receiving he’s a big fan of words of affirmation

he hasn’t had the most amount of support and praise growing up so whenever you reassure him or compliment him his heart goes dhdhdh <<<<333

although i could also see him being a big fan of touch like cuddles and you running your fingers through his hair

Sage:

ok ok for giving i def think physical touch ,, i mean he’s literally a cat

he loves sprawling across you or just slinging an arm around you

anyway possible he can touch you is what he will be doing

for reciving i think it’s a mix of physical touch and quality time

mix them together? even better. you sitting and taking the time to brush through tangles in his hair? 10/10 he adores this

just spending time with you cuddling? his favorite past time honestly

he just wants the physical reminder that you’re here and you care for him

Anisa:

this is the one i’m most iffy about but for giving anisa gives me strong acts of service vibes

she does so many little things for you to make your day easier

she’s got a hard time expressing her feelings sometimes so it’s just a lot easier for her to show you rather then tell you

for reciving i get words of affirmation vibes ,, she wants to make up for her lack of communication tbh

you reassuring and encouraging her keeps her going and makes her work twice as hard

even you saying that you love her makes her melt ,, how could she not want to be the best person she can with you saying stuff like that

Rime:

physical touch for giving for sure

he’s always touching you in some sort of way ,, your fingers tangled together ,, shoulders brushing while you walk ,, even your legs knocking together under the table

he hates being overly mushy because he literally just dosent really know how to

but you know he loves you whenever he gives you one of those soft kisses to your forehead and runs his slender fingers through your hair

for reciving i think def words of affirmation

he refuses to admit it but ,, he’s deeply insecure especially about how you feel about him

he knows he was really shitty to you in the past so he’s constantly terrified you’re going to realize he isn’t good enough for you and you’ll pack up and leave

okay so to start ,, toasty is the one that gives me Demi vibes

they aren’t the most sexual person but when they care about you and get to know you mf will do whatever you please ,, gotta give them that funky connection first ofc though

now for the ace mc headcannons ‼️

quest ever the respectful man def knows the most about the ace spectrum and what not

he’s so cool and chill about it like he dosent make it a big thing just oh! that’s cool! :)

he really just wants to get to hold you honestly and give you a few kisses because you’re so cute he can’t help himself

xyx dosent really fully understand at first but he’s also very cool about it ofc

he asks you questions and is always careful to ask what you’re comfortable doing and not doing before even trying to like hug you

he’s a big fan of kissing and if you’re comfortable with making out he will happily do that forever

mans loves peppering your face in kisses or kissing your knuckles while you guys hold hands

he’s content with any sort of affectionate you’ll let him show you

nightowl is like the most sexual li i feel like ? but even so he is also (ofc) very amazing abt it

he researches a shit ton to show you he cares and def buys you all the ace flag shit he can ,, pins, flags and hoodies galore

when he first meets you he kisses you and then pulls away all panicked and is just ?!?! I am so sorry is this ok

you laugh and kiss him again because he’s dumb and deserves it

since i think toasty is on the ace spectrum he probably already knows tbh

they’re just oh yea that’s dope me too! you guys both are very good at showing ur affection in non sexual ways

just you seated on his lap while he games and you braid his hair <3

the other lis tease you guys whenever toasty accidentally makes a sexual joke or comment and you play along but both of you know how content you are with the way your relationships going

Felix:

i def think felix would want to go back with you or at least visit, just to see what everything’s like

a lot of the stuff he does is from an academic pov and i feel like he’d want to explore and see what everything’s like

he’s also so attached to you and can’t think of a reason to stay in his world if you aren’t there

you try and convince him you aren’t worth uprooting his entire life for but mans will not hear it ‼️

he’s just like ok that’s cool but im going anyway and packs up a bag of things

i don’t think he’d want to leave his world forever ,, his magic is such a huge part of him and we see how much the loss affects him so i think he’d miss it too much to never return home

but he’d follow you to the ends of the earth , even if it isn’t his earth , and that’s exactly what he’s gonna do

Sage:

sage is very impulsive and his first reaction is to insist he comes with you ofc

he doesn’t want to lose you and he can’t fully function on his own ,, hes worried if you leave he’ll spiral and become the monster he fears he already is

you hold him and run your fingers through his hair ,, talking the entire thing over with him because this is a huge decision and it shouldn’t be taken lightly or impulsively

you stressed that you’ll be back because you would never leave him forever since you love him just as much as he loves you

you guys ultimately decide it’s best for him to stay here and keep your bed warm for you when you return

when your first leave he misses you like crazy ,, especially since you can’t like ,, write letters or have any way of communicating

he drinks a lot ,, and cries ,,, a lot

but then he thinks about how when you return he wouldn’t want you to see him in such a state so he gets his shit together

when you come back he’s ecstatic and vows to never let you go again

the time apart def helped him come into his own and learn some more healthy coping mechanisms besides alcohol so overall it was a good thing for the both of you

Anisa:

at first she just ,, can’t believe you want to leave

she’s upset and defensive and switches to asking you to stay because you couldn’t possibly just up and leave ? not after everything the two of you had accomplished

you promise you’ll be back and this isn’t permanent

she’s still upset but she understands it isn’t her choice, so she quickly switches to being supportive no matter how much it pains her

she gives you a long kiss before you leave

she sort of just ,, goes through the motions while you’re gone ,, long shifts ,, early morning workouts ,, not taking the time to care for herself

she misses you so much it hurts and she can’t understand it because she’s never missed someone this much

but when you come back she practically clings to you for a week

she catches you up on everything you missed (which wasn’t much) and cuddles you while you tell her what you did back on your earth

Rime:

this mf has no hesitations about going with you

he is a ride or die

doesn’t even bring a bag, just him and his lack of dignity fr

he definitely vandalizes shit back on earth ,, just nearly gets arrested every few minutes

he becomes obsessed with instant ramen and eats you out of house and home just trying all the food he can’t eat back in his home

but he gets bored quickly as he does with most things and is very excited when you both get to go back home

he definitely brings back a few more modern items a gun wait who said that

he got a few tattoos back before you guys left, and they’re all wildly different and uncoordinated but he adores them

she is the most touchy person ever ,,, just constantly has her arm around you, pressing kisses to your forehead or cheeks until you giggle

she’s very protective and gets jealous ,, way too easily ,, if she could stick a pin on you that says “gf of Scylla” she would do so happily

sometimes you get insecure about her past engagements ,, and how flirty she was with you when you first met ,, and you just spiral into an over thinking mess of ‘what if she’ll move on from me like everyone else?’

but she’s strangely perceptive and can tell when you get anxious by the way you twirl your hair around your finger ,, she just wraps her arms around your waist, your back to her chest

when you tell her what’s wrong she presses a kiss to your jaw, telling you how young and stupid she was during those relationships and that she’s never wanted to spend her life with anyone more then you

Felix likes to make fun of her for how obvious it is that’s she’s completely head over heels for you

and you like to pretend you don’t see her looking at you from across the room with a goofy grin on her face

mf is constantly praising you ,, calling you pretty,, telling you how lucky she is to have such a wonderful girlfriend

she loves cuddling with you so much ,, wrapping herself around you and smothering you with obnoxious kisses

she makes fun of how much of a lightweight you are ,, but she still makes sure that nothing bad happens to you when you’re drunk and that you get tucked into bed with a glass of water on the table near you

for Valentine’s Day do they even have Valentine’s Day? idk and idc she spoiled the hell out of you

i’m talking multiple bouquets of flowers, a nice home cooked candlelit dinner, and lots and lots of gifts of whatever she knows she’ll like