#((HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIN BOI))

[envy-of-the-apple]

Okay,, you have to let us know are the eggs any characters Specifically like megumi or itadori? I bet they would be clingy mommas boys.

Love you crumbs you give us and happy late birthday 🫶🏻

awww ty bestie okay okay okay holdonholdon

You'd name the hatchlings. Idk if I mentioned this or not but in the excerpt, the reader names Suguru and Satoru cuz they didn't have a concept of language yet. I think once they had a general concept of human language, they'd use their human names for each other just like you do.

When Nobara, Yuji and Megumi hatch, they'd definitely hang onto you the most. It's mostly because you are the most caring out of the throuple you were forced into. It makes sense for you to care about them, right? After all, human babies are pretty helpless and that's how far your knowledge extends. And they're adorable, with big round eyes, making cute little chitters. You get a tiny bit protective of them, especially considering the other two nagas don't carry the same sentiment. Suguru is clearly a believer of tough love and you've caught Satoru trying to put one of the eggs in his mouth (you're pretty sure he was joking...but you arent risking it when they're this tiny). They're small right now, but naga hatchlings grow up fast. They're practically your height in just a couple of years.

I feel personally, Yuji would be the (most outwardly) clingiest. He's affectionate, more dog than snake, sometimes. He's the largest of his siblings. When he was smaller, his favorite thing to do was wrap himself around your shoulders and you'd carry him around. He can't do that now, but he has other ways of spending time with you. He 'hunts' with you the most, assisting you with collecting berries and fruit. Apart from you, he'd bond with Satoru more. They share a similar personality, both are easily amused.

Megumi would be the shyest, but he loves you just as much as his siblings do. Much like his fathers, he enjoys the warmth you provide and would love cuddling with you in the languid hours of the evening. He doesn't do that much when he's older, but he's still interested in spending time with you! He likes quality time, the most. Eventually, during your time on the island, you'd have set up a tiny garden. He'd help with that. He and Suguru would have lots of similarities, so you'd often catch them together. They'd both help with your garden, helping cultivate the seeds and soil. It's not natural for them, but they understand you're different from nagafolk

But I think Nobara would be the one you're the closest to. She hatched the first. She's also different from her brothers. Again, in the naga species, the females become something akin to sirens. Slowly, you'd notice how different she is compared to her brothers, how much she enjoys the water, how dry her skin gets when she stays on land for too long. She'd evolve differently. Webbed hands, her tail would be more lithe, finned.

Because she's so different, Satoru and Suguru don't have much of an interest in her. Again, much like reptiles, nagas are fairly independent at a young age. Satoru and Suguru allow the hatchlings to stick around because you'd pitch a fit otherwise and they try to keep their mate happy. Once it becomes clear Nobara is aquatically gifted, you'd be terrified of the thought of her being out alone at sea, so you'd often go out with her, not caring how pruny your fingers get. Because of how much time you spend with her, I think she'd be the most interested in humans. She'd ask you about human culture, human customs. Every once in a while, she'd go out and collect remnants of humanity, clothes, trinkets, jewelry, anything she can find off the ocean floor. She'd sit on the rocky shore, holding out each one, demanding you to explain them to her.

You wouldn't dare mention how much you fear her fathers, but I feel Nobara would be the first to realize that you don't want to be here. She can see it in your eyes, the longing whenever you're explaining another human trinket. She wants you to be happy, but if you go back to the humans....would you still have time for her? Would you still braid her hair? Take care of her? Love her?

In the end, Nobara is the most similar to her fathers. She'd keep you on the island too.

ughhhhhh i should just write that chaptered naga fic already this is getting ridiculous.

[dearly-somber]

Birthday Boy | j.jk

-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)

-> genre. tooth rotting domestic fluff, birthday celebration, found-family, established relationship

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 846

-> warnings. Kinda suggestive at the start 😭👍🏻

-> a/n. Self-indulgent birthday JK fic <33

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. Sun., Sept. 1st, 2024 @ 09:41

-> fin. Sun., Sept. 1st, 2024 @ 16:55

-> edited. Sun., Sept. 1st, 2024 @ 18:46

-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn

Jungkook wakes to the unmistakable feel of your lips around his earlobe.

“Mmng…”

Your giggles tickle his ear as you trail your lips over the underside of his jaw, dotting wet little kisses all across his throat. “Morning.”

Jungkook hums appreciatively, tilting his head back for easier access, his hands making their way to your hips when you give his Adam’s apple a sweet little nip.

“Bunny,” he mumbles, forcing himself to slow-blink his eyes open.

“Mm?” You kiss him (finally), gently pulling his lower lip between your teeth before leaning back down to press your foreheads together, mouths a hairsbreadth apart.

This is Jungkook’s favorite thing, he thinks. He wishes he could stay in bed with you forever… but, knowing you, you definitely had something a little extra prepared.

He smiles into your mouth, giving you a quick peck before leaning up to nuzzle against your cheek. “G’morning,” he sighs contentedly.

You giggle again, using his chest to push yourself up into a sitting position. “Sleep well?”

He nods, laughing when you smooth over his hair with your hands, cupping and squeezing his cheeks together while growling about your cuteness-aggression.

“Thank you,” he mutters through forced duck-lips, rubbing gentle circles against your exposed hips.

You frown. “For?”

“Gift,” he says. “Waking up like this…”

You scoff, gently smacking his chest before swinging your legs over the side of the bed like you’re dismounting a horse, pulling your (his) shirt down over your stomach so it rests across your thighs. “Idiot. This is a cherry on top.”

You walk across the room, rummaging around the drawer for a pair of shorts. “Get up and get ready.”

Jungkook frowns as he sits up, picking the sand from the corners of his eyes. “Huh?”

“We’re going shopping.”

“Isn’t that something you’d wanna do for your birthday?”

“Har-har, babe. Very funny.”

Jungkook grins, watching you with sparkling eyes as you come back to him, grabbing his jaw between your fingers and giving his puckered lips a firm smooch. “I got us tickets to Deadpool and Wolverine.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕

“The Honda Odyssey fucked hard,” Jungkook gushes, swinging your hands back and forth as he takes a bite out of his ice cream.

You laugh fondly, biting into your sweet sugary cone. “The choreography was phenomenal,” you agree.

“Right?! Ugh—“ He kisses your cheek, pulling away with a cute little mwah that makes you involuntarily smile. “Thank you so much for today. Seriously. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.” He smiles and squeezes your intertwined hands, taking another bite out of his ice cream.

“Always, Kook.”

He briefly lets go of your hand to reach into your back pocket for the apartment keys, twisting it in the lock and pushing it open while trying to catch the melting ice cream on his tongue, giving you a sly grin over his shoulder.

“Although, I might have one other thing in mind for tonight—“

“Surprise!”

Jungkook flinches in surprise as the apartment lights flash on, party streamers flying across the room as the pack come jumping out behind every nook and cranny they managed to squeeze themselves into.

“Happy birthday, brat,” Jennie grabs Jungkook by his neck and digs her knuckles into his head, laughing as Rosé pulls her off so she and Lisa can wrap their arms around him.

Jisoo fondly shakes her head, giving the younger girls a chance to finish greeting their maknae before hugging him herself, followed quickly by Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok who all collectively dogpile Jungkook (so much so that he nearly falls over).

You laugh as you close the door behind you, watching with a burning heart as the pack envelop him in their arms, loud and rowdy and full of love.

“Yah! Make room, you rascals! Stop hogging my son!”

Jungkook’s eyes widen, the tears that’d been slowly building in the corners of his eyes finally flowing down his cheeks at the sight of his mom and dad.

“Eomma,” he whispers, falling into her arms as she wraps her arms around his shoulders, cooing at him like all mothers do.

He pulls away and grasps onto his dad’s shoulder as his mom wipes at his tears, scolding him for making her emotional. “Appa,” he sniffles, hugging them both again, his dad laughing as he tries not to cry himself.

They hadn’t been able to see each other in months, and Jungkook had seemed so sad when they said they wouldn’t be able to make it. You couldn’t let that happen, so you pulled a few strings to get them off work and up to Seoul.

You can’t help the strong pulling sensation in your chest, your love for this family so close to spraying out of you in a wave of bright, iridescent light.

And despite the tears streaking across his cheeks, Jungkook’s happiness radiates like a sun radiates heat—strong and all encompassing.

He looks at you over his father’s shoulder, a tearful, loving smile on his face. Thank you, he mouths. I love you.

I love you, you whisper.

Happy birthday.

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[lynderman]

Accusations (Finnick Odair)

TW: Mentions of prostitution

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Of course being a victor wasn't easy for Finnick and you took knowledge of that. He'd started having to mentor kids for the games when they happened so he'd leave you alone at the home while he took a train to the capitol for the duration of them. And he'd always come back looking exhausted. Eyes sunken, body trembling, the lack of sleep and basic self care evident in just about every part of him. The first 2 years he mentored neither of his tributes won and that struck something in him. Late at night when he couldn't sleep, you'd ask if he wanted to talk but he wouldn't respond. Just roll onto his side and look out the window. Times like these, you'd comfort him. Running your hands through his hair and tracing shapes onto his back until you heard his soft breaths as he drifted off to sleep; his chest rising and falling instead of shaking as usual.

Although at some point in time, things changed. Finnick was getting called to the capitol more often. He'd always kiss you goodbye when you left him at the train station. When asking him why he left, he'd say: "Victors meeting with Snow. He needs input on new areas, training-" blah blah blah. Whatever. And you believed him. Of course you would. Finnick Odair in the 10+ years you've known him and the 4+ years of dating him, has never once given you any reason to doubt him. He'd never been deceitful or a liar. Quite the opposite. And you know he'd never cheat on you. Anyone from district 4 could tell how starstruck the boy was with you, the same going for your feelings about him. You often laughed with him and indulged in the treats and gifts he'd be sent from the capitol by his 'secret admirers'.

On the day of his 18th birthday, he was brought to the capitol again by Snow. But today would be different. You and his own mentor from his games, Mags, a sweet elderly lady who was sadly mute, decided to surprise him in the capitol. She had pulled some strings, telling you it was about time you got to go with him and experience their lavish lifestyle even if it was just for a day. Yet the train ride took so long, you and Mags had arrived at the station late in the evening. You both found your way to the hotel Finnick was staying at; reassuring her that you'd find her in the morning when you saw him. So you snuck into his room and took the gift you'd kept in your pocket from out and set it on his nightstand. And you waited. And waited and waited patiently for your boyfriend to come back. It seemed like an eternity. It was 2:04 A.M when you checked the clock last. Just as you were about to give up and get your own room, you heard the door click and the lock unlatch. The smile on your face was huge. Finnick had always done so much for you despite being busy and caught up with the world of being a victor and you wanted nothing more than to do the same for him!

Jumping off the bed, you came around the corner as you heard the door shut and lock from the inside. "Happy birthday Fin-" All the excitement and glee left you as you took in the sight before you. Instead of your usual prim and proper boyfriend in his suit and tie he'd wear here or nice dress shirt, he practically naked. His buttoned up shirt was wrinkled and undone. Tie was no where to be found and his hair disheveled. His chest was covered in scratches and cuts. Eyes bloodshot and lips- His lips. They had purple Stains around them. Marks and shapes of another persons lips on them. You knew wore lipstick, let alone if you did it would not be that ugly shade. Arms falling to your side, you felt your stomach drop. "Fin-"

"What the hell are you doing here?" You were taken aback by his voice. His tone was cold and demanding, even rude. Not responding due to confusion, get got closer and asked again; louder and more aggressive. "I asked you what the hell you were doing here." With a gulp you looked at his eyes which were glaring at you with furrowed brows. "Mags and I- We took a train here. We wanted to surprise you for your-" "Yeah? Well you should've asked me first." You scoffed at him. "That wouldn't make it a surprise, Finny." His head snapped back to you at your sarcastic comment. Mumbling something under his breath he bumped into you as he walked past. "I love the surprise. So good to see you here. Happy birthday Finnick! I love you so much that I came up here and crossed a huge boundary with you out of my own self interest!" He said, mimicking you in a way he'd never used before. You didn't like it at all. He was being rude and dismissive after you put in so much effort to-

"Get your stuff and go to home." You paused and glanced at him. "I'm sorry?" "Thanks for the apology. Now go home. Get your shit and leave. Train station. I'll call and make an arrangement for-" "No." That one word made him turn around to face you fully, irritation written all over his face. "What'd you say?" "I said no." You snapped back standing your ground. He came from the bed and stood in front of you. "You don't get to be a dick to me after I came all the way up here to see you on your birthday. Especially not when you come back to the hotel room looking like this." Motioning your hands up and down you referred to his state. "It's not like I asked you to come here and do that." He said back. His words stung a bit. Finnick never was rude or dismissive like he is now. Clearly he was angry but you didn't know why. "I don't know why you're mad at me. If anything I should be mad at you. For fucks' sake it looks like you just went to a strip club or something!" Pausing, you eyed him up and down. "Is that why you're mad? Because I've caught you cheating on me? The Finnick Odair is mad because he's been put in his place as a lousy, cheating, lying, pathetic excuse of a boyfriend who-"

Your words were cut short when his fist went flying past you and into the wall beside you, barely missed your face by a mere inch. There was no point in looking at the damage he caused, knowing there was a hole set in place. His body was close against yours, pure and utter rage written all over his face and radiating off of him. "I have done everything to protect you. All of it. For you." You laughed. A loud and obnoxious laugh in his face. "For me? You've been coming up to the capitol for months, no- years, just to find some other girl to fuck cause you're done with me? C'mon Finny. If you wanted to break up with me this badly you could've just told me-" "Tell you what, huh? Tell you over dinner: 'Hey sweetheart! I've been going to the capitol on orders of President Snow every weekend 'cause if I don't he's going to kill you when I'm not home.'?" Your lips thinned, eyebrow raising in confusion. "Or maybe I should've waited till date night next week. Yeah, sounds like a better option. While we're walking down the street just tell you that I come up here to do his bidding and whatever he asks of me!"

"Finn-"

"Oh, no. no. Perhaps I wait till our anniversary next month. Y'know. While we're in bed, doing the do, I lean in real close, kiss you, and tell you that I've been fucking other people in the capitol because I have to. Because to them, I'm desirable." By now Finnick had left his position of cornering you in the wall. He was pacing in circles, hands in his hair as he tugged at the golden strands. "Finnick, what're you-" Out of no where, he grabs a nearby lamp and throws it against the window, glass shattering and getting everywhere making you shout. Grabbing things left and right, he begins to toss them around, breaking everything in sight. The remotes, the tables, the glasses. Any and everything in his way is gone and destroyed with a matter of seconds. He punches the walls, he punches the mirrors to the point where glass cuts his knuckles and blood seeps out and onto the white carpet beneath his feet. And you do nothing. You stand there in complete shock. Shock of seeing your boyfriend; The sweet, loving boyfriend who breaks and tears everything apart. The same boyfriend who has never been violent outside of the 65th hunger games. The boyfriend who has never once rose his voice at you or done anything even remotely disgraceful or disrespectful towards you. His eyes lock on yours and he slowly walks over, towering over you as sweat drips down his forehead.

"How do I go about telling you, huh? HUH?!" He draws closer to you again, his words long and dragged out until the last word. That last 'huh' he shouts. At you. Directly at you; making you flinch at the volume. "HOW THE HELL DO I TELL YOU? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY TO YOU?!" As he shouts, you see the anger leave his posture, his body, his face, all at the first tear that falls down your cheek. As much as you hate to admit it, you're scared. You've never seen Finnick act so hostile nor yell at anyone. Especially you. All of the anger is replaced by guilt and regret as he sighs. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just-" He stops talking midway and gives a shaky exhale, a signal that he himself is holding back tears. His body slumps and he sinks to the floor out of pure exhaustion, you following suit and crawling in between his legs. His hands grip his dress pants so tightly his bloodied knuckles turn white. "Finnick.." Your hand come up to hold his cheek and for the first time in years, you see your boyfriend cry. Hot tears flow out of his eyes and flood his face as they coat your hand. His body trembles and you feel it shake against your own. Breath ragged, all he can do is let out choked and incoherent sobs. Broken sobs that make you want to cry for him.

Your heart aches as you see your once confident and put-together boyfriend break down beneath you. His cries echo throughout the room and you swear you've never felt this much pain in your life as you can do nothing more but hold him. Cradle him in your arms like a baby on the bloodied carpet as his tears stain your neck. Shushing him, you try and get his breathing back on track; and after a few minuets he isn't borderline hyperventilating anymore. When you feel his heart beat slow down you raise his head from yours and hold it in both your hands. "You don't have to tell me but at least-"

"Snow sells me for my-body." He pauses. "He has since I turned 16. That's why I come up here so often. I've b-been considered 'desirable' by the capitol citizens. The f-first time he asked I said no and he let me go home. But-" He has to pause to stop himself from choking on sobs again; contrary as your own tears began to fall at his words. "A month later he brought me back and told me if I said no again, he'd-" Another pause. Yet this time he looked at you. His sad and swollen eyes seemed to look at you with such adoration it made your hear sink more. "He'd kill you." He pulled you closer to his chest as he ran his hands up and down your arms. "And I c-can't lose you. You're the only one- The only person I-" "Finnick, stop." You couldn't bear to hear him go one. Hearing why he was here so often broke your heart. The thought of him coming up here to spare your life made you feel bad. Even worse when you'd just accused him of cheating minuets earlier. With a sigh you placed a small and gentle kiss on his lips.

"I'm sorry I accused you of cheating. I was upset and- I don't even have a reason to be upset at you, mines' stupid. But I'm sorry that you've done this for so long. You don't deserve to be treated like this, you're not their property. You deserve so much better, love." If it was possible he pulled you closer, his hands holding onto you for dear life. "No one's ever gonna touch you again, I promise. We're gonna find a way out of this. I won't let anything happen to you, ok?" He said nothing; you squeeze his hands over your hips before helping him off the floor and into the bathroom. As he sat on the toilet you poured water onto a towel and began to dab at his wounds. Leaning down ever so slightly, Finnick gives you a peck with a small smile. "I love you." He whispers. "I love you too, Finn."

[mattatouilletkachuk]

Ollie Turns Two || Chaos With Quinn

Part of The Hockey Babies au & Chaos With Quinn Au

A/N: as always this is an interactive au. I would love to hear your thoughts, opinions and ideas! (This takes place Aug. 18, 2023)

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mamaqhughes: Oliver Quintin Hughes, my sweet, gentle, and kind little boy, you made me a mother two years ago and I’ve been spoiled with love ever since.

Only for you would I walk around a petting zoo and feed animals that I’m pretty sure were giving me the evil eye (I’m looking at you Lola the goat) in the middle of Summer while heavily pregnant. Every day I get to spend with you is a day worth celebrating but today is the day we get to do it with cake! 🎂

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_quinnhughes: I wouldn’t have wanted to see him grow up with anybody else. Love you, babe.❤️

↳ mamaqhughes: I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my children.

jackhughes: happy birthday Ollie 🥳

jackhughes: on a side note, Nellie is now asking for a Pony because of that petting zoo

↳ mamajhughes: istg if I come home and you’ve bought a pony for 2 year old I’m gonna kill you

↳ _quinnhughes: @.mamajhughes if you haven’t snapped by now and killed him I don’t think you ever will.

nataliemiller: Happy birthday Ollie!! 🎉

elblue6: He looks so much like Quinn!

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↳ mamaqhughes: that’s what I’ve been saying!!

lhughes_06: Happy birthday Ols! Let him know I’m calling tonight pls

↳ mamaqhughes: just a warning but he’s mad at you

↳ lhughes_06: why?!?

↳ mamaqhughes: he kept asking for “uncle moosey” and cried when Quinn said you weren’t coming

↳ lhughes_06: I think my heart just broke

↳ _quinnhughes: it should you’re his favorite.

↳ jackhughes: what about me????

↳ mamaqhughes: I think he tolerates you for Nell & his aunt

↳ jackhughes: 😐

mamajhughes: I remember when he was born. Time goes by so fast 😭

↳ mamaqhughes: who are you telling. I hid in the bathrooms after he blew out his candles so I could cry lol.

lexiedemko: happy birthday Oliver!! (P.s. how did you get Fin to come to the petting zoo in the off-season?)

↳ mamaqhughes: don’t ask me. That was all Q.

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_quinnhughes: ♥️ 8. 18. 21 ♥️ otherwise known as the day that I have never been more scared or excited. Some people say being a parent is hard and maybe when you’re sibling is born your mom and I will find that out but since you were born you have been nothing but an angel.

Happy 2nd birthday to my oldest child, my mini partner in crime, every goat's best friend, and Fin the Orca's biggest fan.

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mamaqhughes: My baby boy 🥹❤️🥹

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bboeser: you know you’ve partied hard when you pass out on the couch after.

↳ _eliaspetterson: know a lot about that huh?

_eliaspettersson: Happy birthday Oliver!

jackhughes: the first picture was when Fin came in wasn’t it?

↳ _quinnhughes: obviously

canucksfin: happy birthday to my little bestie 🐋

canucks: Happy birthday to our biggest fan! 💙💙

elblue6: my baby boy’s baby boy ❤️

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↳ _quinnhughes: Oliver was so happy to see you.

bradytkachuk: I’m surprised he fell asleep after all the cake he ate.

↳ _quinnhughes: this was just a power nap. Don’t be fooled

bradytkachuk: Happy birthday Ollie!!

j.tmiller: be honest, are your ears still ringing from all the kids screaming?

↳ _quinnhughes: I thought I was just going insane.

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[toasttt11]

birthday mornings

September 9, 2024

Sebastian slowly sneaked back into their bedroom at the lake house holding a tray of all of Luke’s favorite breakfast foods and his favorite smoothie and juice.

Sebastian smiled softly seeing his boy still peaceful sleeping on his birthday. Sebastian sat on their bed setting the tray on the nightstand and giving a sleeping Luke his full attention.

Sebastian began pressing soft kisses all across Luke’s face until Luke started moving and his eyes started fluttering open, “Good morning my love.” Sebastian softly spoke running his hand through Luke’s messy curls, “Happy birthday.” Sebastian pressed multiple kisses to Luke’s nose making him laugh softly.

“Thank you.” Luke mumbled back smiling happily from all the attention from his boyfriend.

Sebastian leaned up and grabbed the tray of their nightstand as Luke sat up leaning on the headboard watching as Sebastian set a tray onto his lap, a tray filled of his favorite things.

Sebastian smiled softly at Luke and scooted next to him and kissed his cheek softly.

Luke rested his head on Sebastian’s shoulder and let out a fond laugh as Sebastian started feeling him but he happily let Sebastian do so as he knows Sebastian has been extra protective since his injury and is taking extra good care of him.

Luke let out a happy sigh as he took the last bite of his breakfast and kissed Sebastian’s cheek, “Thank you.” Since Luke has met Sebastian, Sebastian has always made his birthdays very special for him.

“Of course.” Sebastian set the empty tray back on the nightstand and wrapped his arm back around Luke being mindful of his shoulder.

“Happy birthday my love.” Sebastian mumbled gently kissing the top of Luke’s curls, “You want to see one of your gifts?” Sebastian asked him, he has gotten Luke so many presents but there is one main one.

“One.” Luke repeated with a fond smile, knowing Sebastian likely got him multiple gifts because Sebastian loves spoiling him.

Sebastian got up and stood by their bed pulling off his t-shirt making Luke sit up more and his eyes wandering.

“This is a good gift.” Luke smirked shamelessly staring at his boyfriend. Sebastian let out a fond chuckle but pulled his pants down off his hip revealing something.

Luke shot up looking shocked, he quickly moved over to the end of the bed and looked at the tattoo in shock, “What? When? Why?” Luke spluttered out not looking away from the tattoo that now is by Sebastian’s hip.

Sebastian smiled softly at Luke’s reaction and brushed his hand across his curls, “When Trevor and i left for a few hours the other day i got the tattoo and i got it because i know i’m stuck with you forever and i wanted something of you on me always and i know you would like it.”

“I love it.” Luke mumbled looking at the L on Sebastian’s hip. Luke pressed a kiss next to the tattoo as it looks like it is still healing.

Luke is very possessive and seeing his initial on Sebastian is like a dream come true, “This is my favorite present ever.” Luke had the happiest look on his face as he starred sat the tattoo and he knew it was in place only Sebastian and him would see and that made him even more smug.

Sebastian let out a fond chuckle smiling at Luke, who was still staring at the tattoo and he could see the pleased smile Luke has on his face.

Luke’s eyes were very dark as he stared at the tattoo, “You know what would make my birthday even better.” Luke spoke quietly as he brushed his finger over the tattoo.

Sebastian hummed in reply knowing exactly what Luke wanted.

Luke looked up at Sebastian through his eyelashes and grabbed Sebastian’s hand pulling him to him and making Sebastian fall into their bed, “You.” Luke mumbled before pressing his lips to Sebastian’s.

Sebastian caught himself so he didn’t lean any weight on Luke and chuckled against Luke’s lips but happily let Luke get what he wanted, after all it is his birthday.

Luke had a very content smile on his face as he laid his head on Sebastian’s bare chest his fingers running across Sebastian’s abs and his eyes stayed on Sebastian’s new tattoo.

Sebastian pressed a kiss to Luke’s curls and rubbed his hip softly.

“Does this mean you want a tattoo on me for your birthday.” Luke looked up at Sebastian resting his chin on his chest as he teased Sebastian. Luke will happily get a tattoo for Sebastian and knew he will definitely be getting one in future.

Sebastian just smiled shaking his head at his boyfriend and future husband.

“Come on birthday boy.” Sebastian just smiled sitting up and carefully lifting Luke out of their bed and walking them over to their bathroom.

Sebastian smirked at Luke and Luke beamed in response quickly getting into the shower after Sebastian.

After a while the two finally finished their shower and they both got dressed for the day.

Luke intertwined their hands and his other arm was in a sling as they headed down the stairs and into the kitchen seeing eh rest of their family all awake and spread out around the kitchen.

“Happy birthday!” Ellen beamed seeing her son and walked over pulling him into a hug squeezing him tightly as she could without squeezing his shoulder.

Luke smiled softly and squeezed his mom back with his good arm, resting his cheek on the top of her head.

“Happy birthday Lukey boy!” Jack walked over and ruffled Luke’s soaking wet curls making Luke rolled his eyes and tried to fix his curls. Sebastian laughed at the annoyed look on Luke’s face and helped him fix his curls.

“Happy birthday moose.” Quinn smiled softly at his baby brother hugging him quickly. Luke squeezed his oldest brother tightly back.

Jim squeezed his son’s shoulder and kissed his cheek, “Happy birthday Luke.” Luke smiled at his dad.

“Thank you.” Luke softly smiled at his family and was not at all suprised when his mom made them all go to living room so he could open the presents they all got him.

Luke was full of smiles as he sat with his family and opened many presents and ate his favorite cake his mom made him.

SebastianBoldy posted a story

[yourtypicalslvt]

Birthday Post

Pablo Gavi x Fem!reader

Summary: it’s your boyfriends birthday 🤭

Word count: 401

A/N- A little insta au for his birthday. Happy birthday Pablito ❤️

-Warnings Hate , hint of sex , word s!ut used

-Via Instagram

Yourusername

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Yourusername Feliz Feliz Cumpleaños para mi amor 💕 Ya tienes 19 años y a esa edad ya eres éxitoso en el mundo y por eso eres muy increíble y estoy muy orgullosa de ti ❤️ (Happy Happy Birthday to my love 💕 You are already 19 years old and at that age you are already successful in the world and for that you are very amazing and I am very proud of you)

Gavi Gracias Muñeca 😘 te amo mucho ❣️

Yourusername Te Amo mas 🤭

(Thank you doll I love you a lot. I love you more)

aurorapaezg ❤️❤️

User They’re so cute 🥹

User Happy birthday Pablo !!

user91 Cutiesss!!

User09 aww

Hater2 Stop using gavi for clout.

Hater56 Slut.

Pedri haha se pose sentimental

Gavi MENTIRAS!!

Yourusername aww haha (He got emotional. Lies)

fcbarcelona Feliz Cumpleaños a nuestro golden boy ⭐️

(Happy birthday to our golden boy)

Yourmom Feliz cumpleaños a mi yerno ❤️

Gavi Muchas gracias ❤️❤️

(happy birthday to my son-in-law. Thank you very much)

Gavi

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Gavi Unos de los mejores Cumpleaños gracias a todos por la comida hoy y también gracias a mi novia por el mejor regalo al fin del dia 😉 (One of the best birthdays, thanks to everyone for the food today and also thanks to my girlfriend for the best gift at the end of the day )

Yourusername Nuestro padres nos siguen pablo..

Gavi ok? Pedri Calmate hermano todos sabemos que el padre de Yn te asusta

(Our parents follow us Pablo. okay?. Calm down brother we all know that Yn's father scares you)

Yourfather 🤨🤨

Gavi solo estoy jugando haha

(Im just playing)

fcbarcelona 🌟🌟

aurorapaezg Feliz cumpleaños hermano!

(Happy birthday brother)

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User baby gavi

User78 Hes so fine

hater92 Ew. I mean gavi is alright but his gf looks like such a pick me

Yourmom 💖💖

Pedri Feliz cumpleaños tio

Gavi gracias

(Happy Birthday)

Yourusername Te amo muchisimo 😘

Gavi 😘😘 User Really making us feel single out here

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[cinnamondumbb]

𖦹 ˙₊ 𓇼 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄 —𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌 & 𝐋𝐎'𝐀𝐊 : where lo'ak finds the courage to commune with neteyam at the spirit tree for the first time.

note: i haven't written anything in a really long time, i know i'm a little rusty and maybe this piece is absolute garbage, but i'm practicing to get better ! tysm for taking the time to read my work, it means a lot ❤︎ + wc 1.8k

Almost two years had gone by since his brother's death. Almost two years since Lo'ak could not save him.

The Sully boy shifted in his slumber, his thoughts too dark, his heart too heavy to allow him to rest. Giving up on the idea of sleeping altogether, Lo'ak got up before sunrise, sneaking out of his pod, being careful not to startle his family. It would be best to not be there when they all woke up, anyway. He could not stand to be there with them, that day of all days.

After calling for his ilu, Lo'ak dived in the water without making a sound, a skill he had mastered with his time amongst the Metkayina.

Diving always helped pacifying his troubled mind. It made him forget about everything above the surface, concentrating only on his breathing, his surroundings, the flow of energy in and out of him — just like Tsireya had taught him. The boy was able to find peace within, even if only for a short while.

Finding Payakan was a rather easy task. Crossing the reefs to meet his spirit brother had become part of Lo'ak's routine by now. He had grown so used to the path that he did not need to think about where he was going, his ilu would simply take him there.

Payakan rejoiced at the sight of his brother, picking him up with his fin and bringing him closer.

He knew what that day meant to Lo'ak.

"I See you, brother", Was all that Payakan said.

"I See you", Lo'ak signed in response.

Neither of them said anything else, being together in silence was enough. The boy laid down on the tulkun's back, gazing at the stars, his mind lost else where.

Lo'ak did not know how long it had been since he left the village, or for how long he had laid in the dark ocean with his thoughts, all he knew was that the sun was already in the sky when she arrived.

She moved so gracefully in the water towards him. The bottom half of her face was hidden in the water, but he could tell by her eyes that she was smiling. Lo'ak knew that she was insecure about her smile, it was 'too full of teeth', according to her. He disagreed, actually, he could not think of a smile he'd rather see.

However, her pretty smile faded as soon as she saw the grim expression plastered on the Sully boy's face. She rushed to them, greeting Payakan before the tulkun helped her up his back, while Lo'ak sat up straight.

Yet, the boy's gaze was still lost in someplace else.

Tsireya did not speak immediately. She was not sure of what was going on, what pained him so much on that morning. Gently, she reached for his face. He sighed, his eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into her touch.

"Happy Birthday, Lo'ak", Tsireya wished, brushing her thumb across the omaticayan's cheek. "What is wrong?"

Lo'ak could feel his throat tighten as well as his eyes start to burn. He did not wish cry, especially not in front of Tsireya. He reached for her other hand, holding it close to his chest, which was growing heavy as breathing became more and more difficult. All he could think was that he did not deserve this, he did not deserve her, he did not deserve anything.

"Breath." At last, he looked at Tsireya, his eyes full of the tears he refused to shed. "Just breath."

"How did you know I was going to be here?", Lo'ak voiced his curiosity once he had gotten his breathing under control.

"Well, it was not hard to guess", That made him smile, only a little "Your family was looking for you. I thought I'd come here and catch you."

"Catch? Don't you mean fetch?" Lo'ak never missed the opportunity to tease her, it did not matter how somber his mood was.

"Tsk, I can catch and fetch you like fish if I want to!" Now Lo'ak was laughing wholeheartedly as he looked at his enfuriated girlfriend playfully trying to hit him and struggling with it.

He held her arms as she wiggled and laughed, trying to get away from his grip. Payakan shifted suddenly under them, making Tsireya almost slip into the water, but Lo'ak took hold of her before she could fall, bringing her into his arms again, her back resting against his chest. He could feel a part of the tension leave his body. It felt good to be able to just laugh and be silly with his girl.

Her tone was serious when she spoke again, after they had caught their breaths and their laughs had faded, enjoying a comfortable silence for a little while.

"Lo'ak, what is wrong? Today is a happy day, you are fifteen! You begin training for iknimaya, you earn your place with the people."

"Yes, and I'll help you through everything!" Payakan added, in an attempt to cheer the boy up.

Of course Lo'ak knew all that. Theoretically, he was fully grown now, and ready to start the many coming-of-age rituals of the Metkayina.

"I know, I know, guys. I'll get to bond with a tsurak, earn my first tattoo--"

"Exactly! Are you not excited? Oh, are you scared? That's okay-"

"No, it's not that" Lo'ak scoffed "It's not the iknimaya that scares me" He felt choked up again. He was grateful neither Tsireya nor Payakan could see his face. He pulled Tsireya closer, placing his chin on top of her shoulder, building up the courage to finally voice what had been afflicting him. "I'm scared of what this means, I'm scared of becoming-" He could feel tears running down his cheeks as he tried his best to push them back. "-of becoming older than my older brother."

"Oh, Lo'ak..." Payakan hurt for his spirit brother.

Now, that the words were finally out there, Lo'ak felt an empty feeling settle inside of him.

Tsireya turned to face him, her eyes full with tears as well. She cupped the boy's cheeks with her hands, pulling him closer till their foreheads met. Lo'ak weeped quietly, his tears landing softly on Tsireya's cheeks.

They stood like that for a while, eyes closed, breaths intertwined. Lo'ak thought about his family. Would they really like to celebrate his birthday, or would they be plagued by the same thoughts that he was? That his older brother would never reach full maturity, that he was taken from them too soon, that Lo'ak should have been gone, not him.

Tsireya took a finger to his chin, lifting Lo'ak's face, locking eyes with him. All she said was:

"Come with me."

. . .

Payakan swam with them nearly all the way, only stopping at the entrance of the Cove of the Ancestors. Then, it was best to go by ilu.

It took more very little convincing from Tsireya to Lo'ak agree to it. Communing with him for the first since it happened. It had been almost two years and he was not able to talk about the occurred, or even to say his name.

Of course, it was not the first time Tsireya, or a member of his family, attempted to take him there. Lo'ak was the only one who refused to go. After the funeral, his parents would meet their eldest son in the Spirit Tree nearly every day. Now, the visits were held every month with the entire family. Except for Lo'ak.

But today was different. More than ever, Lo'ak felt the need of his older brother's guidance.

Tsireya was there with him, something he was very grateful for. She demonstrated how to do it, Lo'ak followed her lead, taking his queue and connecting it to one of the strange seaweed-like leaves of the Spirit Tree.

"Stay calm.", she signed to him underwater, and so he did.

He slowed his own heartbeat, calming himself down, before closing his eyes.

Lo'ak woke up in the forest that was once his home. Everything was so familiar to him still, the sound of the animals, of waterfalls, of footsteps-

His footsteps.

"Lo'ak! I'm back with the kit-"

Just like that, there he was, a younger version of him, but still his brother, nonetheless. Not in his mind tormenting his thoughts, nor in his nightmares, where Lo'ak witnessed his death over and over again, unable to save him.

He was right there.

Neteyam.

Neteyam kneeled beside his younger brother, who finally took a proper look at himself. He felt smaller, sitting on the grass floor of the forest, with his old clothes on. His face was wet with tears from a stinging pain on his leg. Lo'ak was slowly getting it. It was a memory.

"-I told you not to climb that damn tree without me, skxawng."

"I know, I'm sorry." Lo'ak could only giggle at Neteyam's lecturing. God, he had missed it. He remembered it now, climbing that tall tree after his brother cautioned him about it. He remembered falling, scraping his knee, Neteyam rushing to get a first aid kit without anyone noticing, not wanting for Lo'ak to get in trouble by getting their parents involved.

"It's okay, baby bro, I'm going to get you all patched up" Neteyam started gently cleaning his brother's knee with a gaze. He already acted with such responsibility for his early age, a true son of toruk makto. The son Lo'ak never was. "C'mon, bro, stop crying, it's just a scraped knee"

"Sorry, it just- it hurts so much, Neteyam" Lo'ak was not talking about his knee, but his brother did not know.

"I know, Lo'ak, but all wounds heal with time" He said without taking his eyes off of Lo'ak's knee, too concentrated in applying the medicine, then a cotton patch.

"All wounds?" Lo'ak's words were filled with hope as he looked up at his older brother. Hope for the reassurance he so desperately needed.

He just needed to hear from his big brother that everything was going to be alright. One last time.

"Of course! Sure, it hurts now and, shit, it's going to sting for a couple of days but, soon enough, the pain will go away."

"You promise?"

"Yes, brother! Now, c'mon, dad said he would take us hunting today!"

"I remember that!" Lo'ak chuckled between hiccups as the memory came back to him. Riding with his father and brother on ikran, hunting and camping together. At night, their father shared tales of his old life back on earth by a campfire. Lo'ak remembered thinking that was a perfect day.

The eldest Sully boy helped his brother up, making sure he could stand on his own before letting go of him.

Lo'ak's crying had fully ceased at that point, his heart felt as light as it did when he was a little kid, a heart that knew nothing of war, loss or guilt.

"You should go ahead, Neteyam, get our stuff ready. I'll be there soon."

"Alright, baby bro, I'll be waiting for you." Neteyam smiled back at him before disappearing into the forest.

"'Til I see you again, big brother."

cinnamondumbb © 2022 — please do not copy/repost/translate my work without my permission. (♡) + rb! :p

[egnidres]

Happy birthday to my little baby ꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ���ˋ͈꒱.⑅*♡

It's a bit short, but there's no angst, miracle. One day I'll publish some stuff about him ♪♪(o*゜∇゜)o～♪♪

Aim and Post Dark Cream belong to @zu-is-here

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Les deux enfants rentrèrent dans la boulangerie, accompagnés de Killer et saluant le vendeur, une tortue plutôt âgé. Ils se dirigèrent vers les vitrines, regardant les nombreuses tapisseries et viennoiseries disposés : des forêt noires, des gâteaux fruités remplis de crème, des milles-feuilles, des chou à la crème, des tartes au citron meringuée, des macarons, des éclairs au chocolat et au café, des pains au chocolat et des croissants.

— Ça a l'air trop bon, s'extasia Aim devant la vitrine, les étoiles dans les yeux.

Après avoir choisi deux gâteaux, une forêt noire et un gâteau au fruit, Killer demanda le plus naturellement du monde :

— Lequel vous voulez ?

— Mais Papa a dit que on devait juste chercher deux gâteaux, et qu'on devait pas prendre autre chose au sinon on allait pas finir de manger.

Nuisance avait dit ça en regardant le plus grand, comme s'il essayait de déceler si cela était un simple test ou oubli de sa part. En voyant son sourire confiant, il comprit qu'il n'avait pas oublier ça ou quoi que se soit d'autre, il n'avait juste pas envi d'écouter cet ordre qui lui avait initialement été donné.

— Night sais bien que quand on rentre dans une boulangerie avec des enfants il faut aussi prendre une petite pâtisserie pour le gouter. Et si on les mange sur le chemin du retour, il n'en saura rien. Alors, vous voulez quoi ?

— Celui au chocolat là-bas, répondit rapidement le plus petit.

— On appelle ça un éclair au chocolat... Mais j'aurais pensé que tu aurais pris le chou à la crème.

Tout en disant cela, il désigna la fameuse pâtisserie, sachant que Aim ne pouvait pas lire les petites pancartes devant la nourriture.

— C'est vrai que ça a l'air bon, mais il n'y a pas de chocolat.

Le plus grand sourit avant de demander la fameuse pâtisserie, ainsi qu'un mille-feuille au vendeur. Pendant que ce dernier commencer à prendre la nourriture pour les mettre dans une des petites boites en carton fins, il redemanda la même question à l'enfant aux yeux vairons, ne voulant pas qu'il soit le seul à ne rien avoir. Ce dernier regarda de nouveau le plus grand dans les yeux, avant de retourner son attention sur son cousin qui lui souriait comme pour l'encourager à prendre quelque chose. Finalement il bredouilla d'une petite voix :

— Des macarons.

Le squelette à l'âme bicolore lui frotta la tête, pas surpris le moins du monde par ce choix. Puis lorsqu'ils partirent de la boulangerie, remerciant la tortue, il donna les petits gâteaux aux deux enfants, qui s'empressèrent d'en prendre un morceau. Nuisance tendit un macaron marron à Aim avant de rajouter :

— C'est au chocolat si tu veux gouter... Kills, Papa va être en colère contre nous s'il découvre qu'on lui a désobéit.

— Ne t'inquiète pas, il ne saura pas. Et puis, s'il le découvre, ce ne sera pas contre vous qu'il sera en colère, mais contre moi.

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The two children entered the bakery, accompanied by Killer and greeting the shop assistant, a rather elderly turtle. They walked towards the shop windows, looking at the many tapestries and pastries on display: black forest, fruity cakes filled with cream, mille-feuilles, cream puffs, lemon meringue tarts, macaroons, chocolate and coffee eclairs, pains au chocolat and croissants.

"It looks so good", Aim exclaimed in front of the window with stars in his eyes.

After choosing two cakes, a black forest and a fruit cake, Killer asked most naturally:

"Which one do you want?"

"But Papa said we should just get two cakes, and that we shouldn't get anything else or we wouldn't finish eating."

Nuisance had said this while looking at the taller boy, as if trying to detect whether this was a simple test or an oversight on his part. Seeing his confident smile, he knew he hadn't forgotten that or anything else, he just didn't feel like listening to the order that had originally been given to him.

"Night knows that when you go into a bakery with children you have to take a little pastry for a snack. And if you eat them on the way home, he won't know. So what do you want?"

"The chocolate one over there," the little one answered quickly.

"It's called a chocolate eclair... But I would have thought you would have taken the cream puff."

As he said this, he pointed to the famous pastry, knowing that Aim couldn't read the little signs in front of the food.

"It does look good, but there's no chocolate."

The taller boy smiled before asking the vendor for the famous pastry and a mille-feuille. As the latter started to take the food and put it in one of the small thin cardboard boxes, he asked the same question to the child with the minnow eyes, not wanting him to be the only one without anything. The latter looked the taller boy in the eye again, before returning his attention to his cousin who was smiling at him as if to encourage him to take something. Finally he stammered in a small voice:

"Macaroons."

The skeleton with the two-tone soul rubbed his head, not surprised in the least by this choice. Then as they left the bakery, thanking the turtle, he gave the little cakes to the two children, who hurried to take a piece. Nuisance handed Aim a brown macaroon before adding:

"It's chocolate if you want a taste... Kills, Dad will be angry with us if he finds out we disobeyed him."

"Don't worry, he won't find out. Besides, if he does find out, he won't be mad at you, he'll be mad at me."

[phantom-playdough]

Red Son x GN!Reader: Happy Birthday!

My 20th birthday has passed and I wanted to celebrate with a fanfic. I promise I will work on the small list of requests I have piling up, but this red baby needed a fanfic. I guess this is my [very late] birthday gift…?

IF THERE ARE ANY PRONOUNS THAT ARE NOT GN FOR READER, LET ME KNOW AND I WILL FIX IT ASAP.

Red Son was sat at her desk with about a dozen crumbled up and/or torn up pieces of paper that were filled with scribbles flooding every surface around her.

She was trying to prepare for her significant other's birthday. However, the task of coming up with something to give Y/n was proving to be more difficult than Red Son accounted for.

After around two hours, Red Son decided to take a small nap...okay that's a lie. What actually happened is that Red Son passed out on her desk mid-scribble on her papers.

~~~~

"Red Son?" She just about shot up fin her seat, at first thinking that it was Y/n beside her. However, it luckily just appeared to be her father, DBK.

"F-father!? What are you doing in here? I-it's still early in the morning!" Red Son said, clearly confused as her father was FAR from a morning person.

At this, The Demon Bull King blinked once or twice. He clearly was confused as well. "Red Son, I came down here to tell you that it was time for dinner."

...

Silence for a beat or two.

After a moment or two of quiet, Red Son groaned loudly and face-planted onto her desk.

DBK felt a sweat drop, feeling around ten times more concerned for his hot-headed child.

"Nothing is GOOD ENOUGH!!" Red Son yelled, her hair igniting into flames.

Not sure of what to do, DBK patted Red Son's shoulder gently. "Uh, there there...?" He said, uncertainty leaking from every syllable.

Despite the crappy way to try and comfort someone, Red Son somehow felt it start to help as she slowly relaxed. This could be guessed because her flaming hair calmed itself, as well as how she peeled her face off of the table and her expression was just glum instead of full of rage, like before.

"Red Son, what is troubling you?" DBK asked, the effort he was making was strong and commendable despite how poorly it could be seen as.

Red Son sighed lightly. "Y/n's birthday is coming up in four days and I...I just CAN'T think of what a good gift for them could be! I swear this is more impossible than scheming to taking over the city!!"

DBK could empathize. "Well, Red Son, maybe you should stop trying to figure it out on your own and ask your mother for help. Or perhaps you could ask the noodle-boy and dragon-girl for advice." DBK chuckled. "I am afraid I will not be able to help much, though."

"Huh, why not?"

"I once gave your mother asparagus for our anniversary. I...am not sure I could help you if I wanted to." DBK explained, a little embarrassed at having to admit a blunder like that to Red Son. DBK patted her shoulder again.

"But, whatever you decide to give Y/n, make sure you put your heart into it." DBK then turned and left, leaving Red Son with her thoughts.

"Put your heart into it..." Red Son mumbled. She wrote those words down before deciding to ask around.

~~~~

Well, Red Son had asked everyone, and I mean EVERYONE she knew, about what to get Y/n. Some of the advice was good. Macaque mentioned to get them something that will always make them think of Red Son. Tang and Ne zha both said to get them something personal, but useful.

Some of the other advice Red Son received was not as constructive. Like, how Wukong had suggested a gift that would not and SHOULD not be said in front of a room full of children. MK and Mei were really random with their gift ideas, but almost everyone said something similar at the end of the day:

"Put your heart into it."

These words swirled around in Red Son's fiery head so much it felt like the world was spinning.

But finally, it was time.

Y/n was seated across from Red Son, enjoying a small dinner at their apartment that Red Son INSISTED on cooking.

"Um, Y/n, I-I have your gift." Red Son said, pulling on her collar nervously. "C-could you close your eyes for me, dear?"

Confused, but compliant, Y/n agreed and did as told. Red Son fumbled with getting the box out of her inner coat pocket, but got it out without tearing up the wrapping paper, luckily.

"Alright, open them."

Y/n did just that and was greeted with a bright red wrapped box. The bow of the box was a vibrant (Favorite color), the bow shining in the light. It was almost a shame to rip the wrapping off, but it needed to be done.

Y/n began to tear off the wrapping, revealing a box (red of course) that was velvety. With a confused glance at Red Son, Y/n opened the lid of the box and gasped as they saw a picture frame. It was a picture frame in the shape of a big heart, a small slideshow of photos Y/n and Red Son took together playing on a loop within the frame.

"I-I wasn't sure about what exactly to get you, but I just thought that I could...put my heart into it?" Red Son began to trail off as he saw Y/n was starting to tear up. "Y-Y/n? What's wrong? Is it not right? I-I just--!" Y/n cut Red Son off and launched themself into her arms.

"It's perfect. You're perfect, Red Son. I love it. I-I-I love you. Thank you." Y/n said softly as they fought back the tears. Red Son had to fight the sudden surge of emotion as the love of her life held onto her for dear life.

Red Son smiled and placed the picture frame on the coffee table next to the pair. The two of them then spent the longest time looking at the photos slide onto the frame, enjoying the memories and the moment with each other.

The End~~~!

[zerobaseonefics]

BLOOMING DAY

blooming day . . . day one

note . . . this is out earlier than planned to bcz it was my bunny anon's birthday 🤭 everybody say thank you bun

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"why do you even like her?"

from afar, anyone one would think the college it boy passed out. hanbin, jiwoong, matthew, and hao were sitting on the grass of the park. stranded on the ground, head resting on hao's lap, hanbin didn't look as flaming as usual.

the question asked by jiwoong caught him off guard. that's right, why would he even like you?

hanbin was interested in you from the moment he saw you. we were getting toward the end of february, and despite the still chilly weather, the sun was finally beaming after a long winter. maybe it's the way you looked so peaceful arriving to campus on your bicycle the first time he saw you. maybe it was because he was happy to finally see sunshine after a long time. you were looking around, and seemed a bit lost, not knowing were to go.

this is how he fell for you. or maybe you were the one to fall, because you didn't realize your bicycle was going to him. when you turned your face to look in front of you and realized you were close to crashing into him, you swerved but lost the control of handles, making you bicycle fall. hanbin was pulled out of his trance.

"oh no, i'm so sorry, i should've stepped back when i saw you coming". hanbin bent to check up on you and make sure you were not harmed in any way when you sighed heavily. you were obviously annoyed and it was not an attitude he was used to get from people, making him stop in his tracks. he coughed to clear his voice.

"is everything okay? are you bruised? i'll take you to the nurse's off-"

"yes, i'm fine."

you got up, focused on your bicycle that you picked up from the ground before hopping back on it. hanbin looked at you as you were checking if your bicycle was okay, when you finally let your eyes on him. he stayed still, analyzing your face from closer. now, you looked like you were straight out of a movie. was it the sun again or were you just really pretty? once again, he couldn't stay lost in his thoughts about you for too long, because he noticed your hand gesturing him to go.

"can you get out of my way or?"

"ah, yes, excuse me."

and so he did, letting you go with a bitter feeling left in his chest. hanbin didn't think he liked you immediatly from this mere encounter. he just knew he wanted to know more about you. he always found himself wondering what year you were in, what was your major, and when he walked around campus, he was hoping he could see you.

until his mother birthday, when hanbin decided to buy flowers for her. this is how he found you again, working at the flower shop. he made sure to come there at least twice a week, and after a few times, it was starting to get obvious he was flirting with you. and you just had to reject him.

"you're here again. your mom must love flowers." you said when you saw him push the door with confidence.

"or i must love the part-time florist."

you didn't even smile to his words. no effect. you were getting used to this kind of lines from him, so now it didn't even surprise you. you would roll your eyes once or twice, but nothing more. it should've warn him, but he was just so confident that day he didn't even picked up on the hint.

the brunette walked his way to the cash counter. he leaned on it, resting his chin in the palm of his hand while looking at you with a smug smile.

"remember when you told me every type of flower has its own meaning", hanbin started.

"i mean, why would i forget..." you said, unsure of where the discussion was going.

"this means if i ask you a question, you can answer it with flowers?"

"hum... yes? if it's about my emotions."

"perfect. hypothetically, if i come and tell you i like you, what bouquet would you make as an answer?"

just thinking back to your rejection made him lose his mind. hanbin strongly banged his head against hao's lap, who cried out because of the pain.

"what's wrong with you?" zhang hao scoffed, surprised by the sudden outburst of his friend. hanbin got up, now sitting on the ground like his friends.

"i don't even like her that much! i just thought she was pretty and it was funny to see her sometimes..."

hanbin sighed heavily, his hands going to his face in exasperation. suddenly, he remembered something.

"wait, you're literally the source of the problem", he said turning to zhang hao.

"now, this is getting interesting'', jiwoong muttered to matthew with a smirk.

"how am i the problem?" hao asked, batting his eyelashes with fake innocence.

"you said that xiaoting told you y/n had a crush on me!"

"i said y/n had a crush on hanbin..." hao said, emphasazing on the name.

"but hanbin's name is hanbin..." matthew said to jiwoong, kinda lost.

a silence settled on the little friend group. hao was smirking, jiwoong was looking at hanbin, waiting for him to understand, and matthew... was starting to feel like he missed something. suddenly, hanbin gasped.

"don't tell me she likes another hanbin?"

[xuul8]

Can u imagine if they end the series on Will’s birthday?? Like a big birthday party where Mike kisses him after they sing happy birthday!!

Mike: Happy Birthday Will, I love you.

Will: Thanks Mike, I love you too.

Our two boys brace for an impassioned long kiss. All the friends and family cheer and clap with joy. El cheering the loudest. Love saves the day.

Tender emotional music playing.

Fin.

[toomuchracket]

imagining that you would coordinate a cake to be brought out at the post-fins hangout to congratulate the boys and matty would get so emotional and pull you into him once he saw what you’d done and a little while later, someone from the party would text you a photo of him giving you a sweet kiss while you’re holding the cake which makes the two of you more emo. and then afterwards, you two go back to his house in London and enjoy a sweet night of domesticity together (shower, cuppa, staying up late talking and watching YouTube, sharing a joint, and falling asleep haphazardly on each other bc the weed knocked you out) because lbr he’s not been home much lately and you both relish in the sweetness of it all

going to alter this slightly but omg!! birthday party coded. matty is so sweetie pie and soft after the gig, and his mum (because of course you're in cahoots with denise on this) is like "right, everyone, my beautiful almost-daughter-in-law (and then she looks pointedly at matty and taps her watch, making everyone laugh and him roll his eyes) has a little gift for the band. here she is!", which is your cue to appear from one of the tents with a "congratulations!" cake you made after matty went to sleep last night. it's visibly not a professional cake - the icing is wonky and the layers are a bit haphazard, but everyone is so touched by the fact you took the time to make it. like, the boys give you little hugs and head kisses to say thank you, and matty - tearing up for the millionth time that day - grabs your face and gives you a sweet but lengthy kiss, before he makes you put the cake down (george gets stuck into it right away lmao) so he can lift you up into a big hug that leads into him literally just carrying you around while he mingles because he wants to be close to you :')) denise takes a bunch of lovely photos of this little matty affection progression moment, and comes over to show the two of you and ask if she can post a couple on insta; both of you, on the verge of crying happy tears about how adorable and in love you look, are like "yeah sure whatever lol". around midnight, you get a taxi back to the house. matty is so sleepy, but he's like "baby will you wash my hair for me i really need a shower", and you agree - you're practically having to hold him up as you head towards the bathroom, and he literally sits on the shower floor and holds your legs while you shampoo and condition his curls, but he stays awake. and he perks up a bit once he's in his pyjamas with a cup of tea you made while he sat on the kitchen counter and told you you're beautiful, so much so that you both curl up on the couch and watch a couple of video essays with mayhem lying over your feet. and matty turns to you at one point and goes "d'you fancy sharing a zoot with me, darlin'?" - you turn to him incredulously like "are you actually ASKING me to smoke? my god. it really is a big day", and he rolls his eyes and swats your arm like "WELL i was just enjoying our little domestic moment together and i thought hmm what would make this even better? ah yes, sharing some weed with my perfect fiancee. but on second thought, i'll maybe just keep it for myself...", giggling when you're immediately like "ok i'm sorry. yes i would like to share a zoot with you. thank you baby". and matty pulls one seemingly out of thin air and lights it, letting you take the first drag and arching an eyebrow when you don't cough, like "that was... impressively smooth. are you a secret stoner?", which makes you both giggle. the laughter only continues as you get progressively higher, chatting about the funniest signs and moments you witnessed in the crowd earlier, before you tell matty you're ridiculously proud of him, exchange i love you's, then promptly fall asleep all tangled up in each other on the sofa, exhausted but elated after the wonderfully busy day you both had <3

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Jack/Daniel Stories on Fanfiction.net

@i-am-morrigans-apprentice

(disclaimer, I have only read one of these and cannot vouch for the content of any of them, I am just making a list for some friends)

*Also, I had these all nicely linked, story and author, but Tumblr is being a bitch and won't allow it, sorry it's not more convenient)

K & K+ Rated

Confirmation by WritinginCT

Scars Upon The Heart by SecretArt

Things You Miss by SecretArt

Whispers In The Dark by xfirefly9x

A Study of Squabbling by HeartofSword26

JackDaniel's by corbeauprophet (this one is in French)

A Midnight Call by WritinginCT

Bringing Home Baby by LadieLazarus

Against Earth Customs by Pixie Child (Crossover with SGA, including John/Rodney)

Flashes of Loss by WritinginCT

Speaking O'Neill by Jaz22

The Reason by Chance

Danny Boy by ninja-hamsters

Rêve ou réalité by Cybelia (this one is in French)

A Better Offer by magickmoons

No Time by magickmoons

Pendulum by Eilidh17

Trust Me by abstractwhisk

Big Boss Man by cestmoi01 (mild slash only)

Chapstick by Couldbeaswampdudette

After the Abyss by JackDanielForever (preship)

Dreams of Another Life by lilyleia78 (UST)

They Can Too by gatehead81

Most people notice when they've been teleported by KitCatty

Not What I Had in Mind by Daria234

Vows He Never Broke by WritinginCT (includes Jack/Sara)

Are You Lonesome Tonight? by cestmoi01 (implied only)

Daniel's Gift by WritinginCT

You can't always be his prince in shining armor by Daria234

Zonck, the magic word by Malin o Frida

The Idiot's Guide To Relieving Boredom by Amarin Rose

All Shook Up by cestmoi01 (mild)

Sara's Gift by WritinginCT

Grippe by Schattentaenzerin (this one is in German and includes Sam/Janet)

Five People Jack Wishes He Could Have Saved by WritinginCT (implied)

First Sights by Schwester Aurelia (SGA crossover, background only)

Be careful what you wish for by Malin o Frida

Coming Out Of The Closet by LaurAmourFromOz (SGA crossover, includes Jack/Daniel, Shepherd/McKay, Sam/Janet, Lorne/Zelenka)

Conversation qui fait mal by Ptitepointe2 (in French)

I'll Do It! by T4L3R

Zawsze, gdy by euphoria814 (this one is in Polish)

The Case of the Summer Flu by T4L3R

The Eagle Has Swooped: And The ANZACs Are Not Happy by LaurAmourFromOz

T Rated

The Things We Couldn't Say by Gypsy Lupin-Black

Distracting by Rivulet027

Tal Pat Ryn by Orrymain

Destiny by JackDaniel4ever

Jack Daniels Straight Up by Crossbow

Jack's True Love by Emono

Sharing Recipes by magickmoons

Warnings by kangeiko

Coffee Shop by stage crew

A Little Gift by WritinginCT

Subtle by Sorrel

A Little Gift by WritinginCT

Learning to Get Along by Rivulet027 (SGA crossover)

CG 5: Truth by Foreverwolf (this is fifth in a series)

Great Minds (Galian Alliance Part 1) by Alobear (preslash)

Honesty by Alobear

Birthday Smutfest I by ellenscult

Reflections by Alobear

Someone I Trust by samantilles (SGU crossover, includes slash version and gen version)

Carbon Copy by JolinarJackson (SGA crossover, includes Rodney/Carson)

Artifacts by EntreNous

Don't You Know My Heart is on the Line? by catiepie182002 (preslash)

I Know You Need Me by Classical Sorrow (dark!Jack, also OOC Jack)

Speaking in Tongues by Ssergit

Anyway You Want Me by cestmoi01

Running With Blue Eyes by Fidella

Indian Summer by failsafeparoxysm (is actually Daniel/Sam, Daniel/Jack/Sam)

A Cold Homecoming by KalipsoRed (this is actually Sam/Daniel/Jack/Teal'c)

Pi pies are the best pies! by Schwester Aurelia (SGA crossover, includes Daniel/Jack, John/Rodney)

Saving Sam by JackDanielForever

The Runaway by Alobear

Some Things Are Meant To Be by T'Pinto

The Storage Closet by T4L3R

My Immortal by T4L3R

Books aren't worth risking your life by MelimeGreenleaf (English version)

To say I love you by MelimeGreenleaf (English version)

Inquiétude by Miss Emeraude 13 (this is in French)

What about that? by T4L3R

Le jour sans fin by nardy (also in French)

Can't Stay Away by T4L3R

Belated Observations by Gryvon

M Rated

Rumeurs by Sevy Snape (this one is in French)

Caveman by Yami no Ryu

The Walk by AnnieBooker

Clue by Four by RaeC

Surprises by Deaddlykissesno3

Resurrection I - The Ties That Bind by Annejackdanny (This is an 8 part kid!Daniel series, not linking the other seven to save space)

en l'homme l'existence précède l'essence by numb22z (also in French)

Good Idea by Deaddlykissesno3

Fireworks by lilyleia78

Adoration by lilyleia78

Then and Now by magickmoons

A Shadow Falls by Kitchyy (includes one-sided Sam/Jack)

Broca Boy by djenie

Teach Me A Lesson by Lady Shyla (dom/sub)

Spring Cleaning by Kitchyy (very adult themes)

Unification by MicheleB (sequel, is actually Sam/Jack/Daniel)

Star Light, Star Bright by magickmoons (actually Sam/Jack/Daniel)

Happy Halloween by KroBlack (this one is in French)

Driving me Crazy SLASH jack daniel by Ximeria

Across Worlds, Throughout Time by ellenscult (contains explicit sex)

The Road to Follow by Annejackdanny

Gate to Vannas by AkinaSky (an 8 part series that includes adopted children, Sam/Teal'c, and mpreg.) <- the only one I actually read.

Believe - Traduction by Lady Arianna (this one is in French)

Boucle temporelle by SongePermanent (also in French)

General O'Neill by T4L3R

Battles of Jealousy by T4L3R

Battles of Jealousy II by T4L3R

On the Edge by babs-sg1

The Whole Story by magickmoons

Believe by MelimeGreenleaf (this is the English version)

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing by MelimeGreenleaf (English version)

Can't Stay Away: Trouble by T4L3R

Infinitas by FireKali Chaos

Knocking At Death's Door by Aussie-mel

Blindfolded by Aussie-mel

[eleanor-bradstreet]

Willow Bark - Epilogue II: The First Birthday

Rated: G Word count: 400

Epilogue I Masterpost

Summary: Phillip and Eloise meet the newest Bridgerton.

Four months later, Phillip found himself in the main bedroom of the cottage once again, only now the shadow of impending death had been entirely replaced by a scene of bright joy. Sophie sat in the bed, flushed and tired but glowing with happiness, Violet at her side. They both stared with shining eyes at Benedict who stood with a small bundle in his arms. When Phillip and Eloise entered, he turned to them with the broadest crooked smile Phillip had ever seen.

He introduced them to their new nephew Charles, and settled the littlest Bridgerton into Eloise’s arms. She balanced him awkwardly and immediately the babe started to squirm and whine. Eloise looked around helplessly, grimacing.

“You don’t have to hold him, Eloise.” Benedict smirked. It was well documented that Eloise had this effect on babies and that she relished their company about as much as they seemed to relish hers. 

But Phillip wasn’t deterred. He had become very adept at soothing babies as he raised the twins. In fact, he missed the days when they were so small. He missed the warmth of their sighs as he held them to his shoulder. He lifted tiny Charles carefully into his arms, rescuing his wife to her great relief. With a coo and gentle rocking the boy quieted and opened his eyes, blinking up at Phillip happily. Hazel eyes, a dark shock of that unmistakable Bridgerton hair, and ten perfect fingers. 

Phillip smiled. “Pleasure to meet you, Charles.”

“Charles Phillip.” Benedict said softly. “That’s his full name.”

Both Phillip and Eloise’s eyes snapped to him and his smile persisted. Phillip turned to Sophie who was beaming at him across the room. She gave him a small nod. He exhaled, his chest filling with a warmth that he was still struggling to accept. It was a feeling of love, of belonging, the sensations he had never felt in his life until he met Eloise. Now with the Bridgertons, this novel feeling would flood him repeatedly and he remembered what Sophie had said months ago. Something miraculous. 

He felt a tear at the corner of his eye and chuckled to try and dispel it. Eloise ran a soft finger through Charles’ little lock of hair. She kissed Phillip’s cheek and wrapped a steady arm around his back. Benedict moved to Sophie’s side and took her hand, kissing her fingers. The two of them smiled contentedly, watching their son with his aunt and uncle. 

Phillip looked down again at the child, a gift and connection so indescribably precious. A life bearing his name, gratitude for a life saved. 

Fin

Tagging: @angels17324 @bridgertontess @broooookiecrisp @secretagentbucky @musicismyoxygen84 @queen-of-the-misfit-toys @hopepaigeturner @heeyyyou

[daydreamgoddess14]

Matchy-Matchy

Day 4 of the Tedbecca Prompt Party!

No. 51: When Ted tells Henry he wants to propose to Rebecca, Henry asks if he can propose too. After all, she's not just saying yes to being Ted's wife, but to being Henry's stepmother, too...

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Henry Lasso looked sharp. Really, really sharp. He had big plans tonight. He and his dad had painstakingly chosen everything they’d need for that night. They were ready. They had taken the tube into the city, he’d never been in a shop which kept the doors locked before. He’d stuck close to his dad, ooh’d and ahh’d at the right moments. They’d gone home via the grocery store and picked out the very best ingredients, he’d chosen the dessert. At home, he’d made sure his dad didn’t go too far off the rails of the recipe. They didn’t need a repeat of the cheese sauce of 2019 where his dad had switched out the cheese for one which really didn’t work. Once dinner was prepped as much as it could be, they’d gotten changed. His dad had shaved, Henry hadn’t. They’d put on matching suits. After his dad had told him the plan, Henry had begged for a suit so they’d gone to get one from the same tailor. Finally, Henry put the last touches to his contribution, and they were ready.

“Hello darlings! I’m home!” Rebecca called out from the foyer. She could see the kitchen lights were on so made her way through to a beautiful candlelit table set for three. Ted and Henry were both dazzling in their suits

“Happy birthday Becca!” They both cheered. She’d had the loveliest day with Keeley at her favourite spa, and now she was home with her favourite boys, and from the wonderful smell in the kitchen, her favourite meal was on the menu. Her hand covered her heart,

“My men. Thank you so much, this looks gorgeous!” She’d opened her arms for a hug for Henry, letting him instigate it and then she’d stepped into Ted’s embrace.

“Beautiful birthday girl.” He whispered, kissing her softly. “Here, sit.” He pulled out her chair and poured her a glass of wine.

“What a wonderful surprise. I hope you haven’t worked too hard for me?”

“Course not,” Ted chuckled with an exaggerated wink to Henry. The meal was, as expected, perfect. Rebecca had long declared that she’d never tire of Ted’s cooking, and the only other person who’s culinary skills she’d ever need was Roy’s. Ted decided he could live with that - Roy did make a mean Arrabiata sauce. They all sat back in their seats, full and happy. “Hen, you wanna go switch the oven on for dessert?”

“Sure Dad.” Henry got up and clicked a few well practised buttons. When he returned, Ted stood from the table, adjusted the leg of his suit trousers and got down on one knee in front of Rebecca. Next to him, Henry did exactly the same thing. Rebecca was gobsmacked, tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Honey, I got an important question for you. It’s taken us a while to get here, but I don’t want to live another second of my life without you in it. Will you do me the honour of marrying me?” He opened a jewellery box with a stunning off-pink diamond ring.

“And Rebecca, I got an important question for you too. I’m gonna be here a lot, and I’m gonna need someone like you - cos I think you’re really great, I wonder if you’d do me the honour of being my bonus-mom?” Henry opened his own jewellery box with his own purple pipe cleaner ring with a little pink bead centre. The gasp Rebecca had let out at Ted’s proposal was eclipsed by the sob she’d let out at Henry’s. She nodded through her tears, barely able to speak.

“Yes, yes to both of you, of course yes!” Henry put his ring on her finger first and Ted followed, the more traditional band keeping Henry’s ring in place. She joined them, kneeling on the floor and pulling them both into a fierce hug. “I love you both so very much.” She murmured once she’d recovered her breath and her voice.

“And we love you too.”

“We both love you, mum.”

FIN

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Mad (unlucky) Rabbit bday

You were minding your business, still under the punishment the morpho guardian given you when suddenly there's a hole appear under your feet.

"ah?" You look surprised before you fall and begone to slide down to a long underground tunnel until you sees the light and your caught by someone.

-CHAU: The edge of the land of Fae near the eternals sea-

"my flower~" Aira smiles at you as you lay on his arms. "Oh my what a strong bunny. ♡⁠(⁠Ӧ⁠ｖ⁠Ӧ⁠｡⁠)" You giggle as he place you down in the grass.

"Of course~ ahaha. It won't be L-O-V-E-L-Y to not able to carry you too~" smiling he offer his hand at you. You look at him before you smiles back and accepted to held his hand.

"It's ok, I can carry you if you can't carry me." He pause at your words, blush suddenly start to raise up from his neck to his cheeks and ears. "Ee-ehh.... "

"we can run to the sunset of end too~ my ai~" you grip his hand that tries to escape to cover his blushing face. And bowing a bit as you give a soft kiss to the back of his palm. "Happy birthday Ai~"

"AHHH.....t-this not fair..." You have successfully have rizz the birthday bunny. "M-MC!! Y-your so embarrassing!!" He began to start to hit your shoulder cause how embarrassed he was. You chuckle before you think about something. "Ai!" You went and give him a tight hug catching him off guard, he screams. "AHH?????" He lost his balance making the two of you smack to the grass before rolling the slope you guys are in and head first to the lake.

"oh gott!" He exclaim as you two submerged in the water but you only giggle while giving a kiss to his forehead to make him able to breath underwater.

[ so beautiful beautiful beautiful and even dazzling ~]

You began to sing as you think of perfect surprised for Aira for his birthday. His eyes widen as he watch you transform into a merfolk fae. Like a certain Mer fae friend of yours, Hiyori. Through your outfit is (favorite color) instead of the usual green of Hiyori and the see through fabric around your waist is longer and connected to your legs like a fish tail, scales and fins instead of ears change as you stared at aira with orbs thats fades into purple like Hiyori holding his hand drag him to look at the beautiful sea floor beneath.

His emerald eyes can't help but gaze at you memorize as you smile while you poke a bubble that's shape as heart. Blowing a underwater bubble rings you swim with aira to went through the rings before group of colorful fishes surrounding you. That seems to bubble happy birthday greetings to Aira who look daze still gazing at you. Lovestruck.

[ when your run upon the white Sandy beach]

Your eyes widen when you hear someone sing, it seems that it mirrored by Aira as the voice of Hiyori and Jun can be heard by the two of you.

[ your (your) smile (smile) ]

The sea suddenly glows as huge air bubble appear around you before long your two close your eyes as you felt blinded for a moment and when you open your eyes you saw a mini stage with Hiyori standing with Jun who's using a spell to breath under water who waves at you two.

[makes the sun shine brighter]

Snapping his hand, a marvelous bday party appear and the friends you two have all around you two smiling as they start to sing happy birthday to aira who suddenly start to cry as Hiyori give him a bday boy pin.

"happy birthday shiratori!" The Mer fae greets aira with glee but then turn to look at you. "Oh my, what's this I see. AN IMPOSTER!' he fake gasp so dramatically before he hugs you. "How are you MC~? It been a while since we hang out!" He smiles.

"That asshole who come uninvited was bothering me about you too." He rolled his eyes as he mention an ex friend who glares at him from behind.

"Oh was i? I don't remember such thing." Eichi gives a sweet smile as he held the cake. He did smile for real at aira as he give the cake. "Here you go, your birthday present."

"uwaahhh..." Aira stared at the cake in amazement. He look at everyone who's greeting him a happy birthday, sense of happiness bloom in his heart but the dreads comes with guilt as he remembers what he did for many timeline yet he can't ruined the party.

...

After the party, you and aira seat in the cliff edge and stared at the sunset.

"mc... Do you think I'm bad man because I was cruel and heartless to them... Or that will they forgive me if they know what I did...? If they know.... Will they still smile at me?" He mumbles feeling depress about it. "Hmm? But aira in this timeline ya never did anything bad to them. You saved the world and thus your a hero." You tried to console him.

"I'm still... A bad person because I did something cruel." He sighs as he lay on the grass. "Do you regret it?" You reach out to poke his cheeks.

"no." His eyes seems to dull as a twisted smile appear in his face, he held your hand against his cheek. His eyes seems to only reflect you.

"I only feel bad because they still befriend a beast, but I'm tamed when I'm with you... " He seat up before he hugs you tightly. Fearing to lost you again and trying to amend to the time he cannot spend with you.

"hmm is that so? " You giggle as you hug him back. "The au was meant for you and that bastard bug. But I'm grace with chance to be with you. Even how much I hate it..I'm glad it's not just youxkohaku but airax youxkohaku because it mean I have rights to be with you." He mumbles. Even how much he loath the idea of sharing you with the likes of that bug. He cannot do anything about it nor that fellow can. "This would be my first bday I celebrate since things gotten better."

"happy birthday aira." You greet him once again. "What do you want for your bday?" You ask him. He look up to you from him laying his head against your chest. "What I want...?" He mumble before a devious smile appear in his face.

"Hmm. Then I want..." He whisper to your ears before you giggle and hugs him back. "Ok. " You give a soft kiss to his cheeks earning a blush from him. "Hmm.." he giggle in trump before he hugs you again. You start to humm a lullaby of happy birthday to him and he listen as he slowly fall into a peaceful sleep.