#Bo's Birthday Bash

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Inevitable Things: chapter three

aizawa x reader fic

cw: cisfem reader, no quirks, office au, miscommunications, slow burn, sexting, alcohol consumption. full tags available on AO3 (linked in masterlist)

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Hizashi and his (real) wife are exactly the type of people that you want to notice you from across the room. While Hizashi is long and lean, Nemuri is all curves, with a delightfully heart shaped face and wide, thick thighs that you can’t stop yourself from looking at sometimes. Her dark hair is pressed into curls, as deep and as black as her lipstick.

“Do you want a taste?” Nemuri leans in, elbows tucked against her ribcage, pushing her chest up just a bit more. Her dress is sheer enough that you can catch a hint of nipple, dark and pearled up in the cold-

“Uh-?” You rip your eyes away. Two drinks in and you’re already ogling. You’d feel bad about it if the couple didn’t absolutely bask in the attention.

“Of my drink.” Nemuri says, like she knows what she's doing. “Taste my drink.”

“Leave the poor girl alone- Shouta has her all riled up.” Hizashi laughs, wrinkling his nose in delight as he watches the both of you. His cheeks are flushed with alcohol, glasses off kilter one way and smile tilted the opposite. The top five buttons of his business appropriate top are undone, meaning he’s also sporting a bit too much nipple for late afternoon. 

“I was just trying to see that pretty smile,” she pouts, with the almost unobtainable balance of sweet and sexy.  You’re not sure if she’s really this pretty, or if it's rose colored glasses, tinted by your own jealousy.

You take Nemuri's drink and tip it back, swallowing it faster than your brain can process the flavor. It's gin, maybe absinthe: you just know that it burns. Fighting through your gag reflex, you offer a quick grin, one much less wobbly than it was earlier. 

“Aw, there it is!”

Nemuri runs the city’s one and only ‘lifestyle club’: Midnight. From what you've heard, it's a very lux, beautiful venue, filled with torrid amounts of untold debauchery and countless swingers. Technically, the couple started it together- which, now that you’re thinking about it, says a lot about their relationship. They’re the type of couple that’s almost too similar: they're too much, too loud, too nice, too confident. 

 Most of your friends couldn’t leave work midday on a Thursday, so your ‘birthday bash’ is less exciting than Hizashi had originally planned. That’s fine; you didn’t need more than this.

“Are you feeling better?” Hizashi asks softly. The restaurant is quiet, with only a couple of other tables filled. The three of you had chosen a booth in the very back, hidden away from everyone else who wanted a quiet meal; the waiter seems grateful for that. He’s in the opposite corner, checking his phone and waiting for you to finish your drinks before heading back over. Drinking at 3 in the afternoon isn’t usually your style, but you think you deserve it today. It’s a hat trick: breaking up, turning thirty, and getting screamed at. Maybe a meteor will fall from the sky and really add insult to injury.

“No.” You slump into the booth and the room follows suit. “Aizawa's such an asshole.”

The couple gives you identical looks: tiled heads and pressed lips. Both of them are a bit older than you, 37 and 38, but most of the time you don’t feel the gap. Today, however, you do; you feel like a baby, sucking down fruity drinks while moping about. It’s incredibly childish, but you just can’t stop yourself. You want time to be sad.

“He doesn’t mean to be.” Hizashi starts. 

“But he is!” you whine. “I don’t know how you guys are even friends with him.”

“He's different outside of work.” Nemuri says. Shit-talking the man puts them into a strange position, you know that. They have all known each other since college; Aizawa had even gotten Hizashi his current position at the company. It’s strange to think that they are friendly-- let alone close- but you guess they’re both friendly with everyone.  “He's a real kitten in real life.”

You try and imagine the guy without a stick up his ass and can’t. What-- is he doing yoga and petting puppies in his free time? As if. All that blue light has rotted his brain.

“He's just crazy stressed. It makes him act like a bone head.” Hizashi  reasons with a shrug, forever unflappable. His own drink is almost empty, so he gestures for another. “I'm sure he'll apologize tomorrow.” 

The bartender is quick to bring you guys another round. He asks about food, which the couple is quick to order, insisting that everything is their treat. That’s probably a good thing; that half a latte you had for breakfast isn’t doing anything to absorb the alcohol in your system and your stomach is growling. In the meantime, you take the cherry out of your drink and chew on it. You’ll have to savor this drink, just to make sure you don’t get too drunk-

Nemuri leans in conspiratorially. “Was it at least kind of hot?”

“What?”

“Having Shouta scold you.”

What.

“What.”

Hot? Hot?

“What.” you repeat, stressing the vowel.

“He's a handsome guy!” she laughs, throwing her hair over her shoulder. “Deep voice, kind of domineering-- it didn't… turn you on a little bit?” 

“And you clearly have a thing for assholes-” Hizashi grins, then yelps, shooting his wife a glare. “Ouch, don't kick me!”

Nevermind. You take a long, long sip of your cocktail until your stomach and vision swirl. You need it.

“And he’s hotter than that idiot you were dating- ‘muri, stop kicking me.”

The only time Touya ever came to your work was for a Christmas party. He was very interested to learn that Hizashi and Nemuri's relationship was open and seemingly forgot that your relationship was, in fact, closed. It's been ages since you forgave him, but Mic still hasn’t moved on. 

“Stop saying dumb shit then.” She rolls her eyes, then returns her attention back to you. “He’s right though.”

“Touya is--”  Defending him is reflexive. It's not that Touya isn't attractive, it just happens to be in his own way. Maybe other people would see it if he smiled more or pulled out some piercings. Sure. you had never seen yourself with someone as grungy as him, but... “He’s handsome and kinda charming.”

The energy shifts. Hizashi practically leaps across the table, scooping your hands into his, eyes wide with horror.

“Please don’t tell me you’re taking him back,” he begs. Apparently, your face answers for you. because he draws back, horror drawn across his features. “No. No! You're better than this!”

That phrase hits you funny and you remember Aizawa told you the same thing. Better than this-- why does everyone decide that you need better? Why can’t you be okay with… just okay? Mediocrity fits you well. 

“Am I?” you say into the glass edge of your drink. 

“You're miles out of his league. You deserve someone with a full time job, and a savings, and who doesn't habitually cheat-”

“Hizashi, leave her alone.” Nemuri glances his way and he immediately complies, throwing his hands up in surrender. When she returns her attention to you, her expression is kinder. “Don’t do something you regret just because you’re sad. You just need to get back in the saddle and you'll feel way better.”

“Yeah, once you're back at work, things will smooth out,” Hizashi says.

“Work isn’t the saddle- a dick is the saddle,” she corrects. “You just need a crazy hook up.”

It’s not that you don’t like sex. You think it’s perfectly fine. You’re just not in love with it the same way these two are. The whole experience of it all is so exciting and wonderful in theory, but in practice? It’s more awkward moments than orgasms. It doesn’t help that Touya is the only person you’ve ever slept with, since he’s admittedly selfish in that department.

You realize you’ve been silent for a suspiciously long amount of time. “Oh, well, uh-” you try to come up with an excuse. “I dunno how to date-- I’ve been with Touya for years.” 

“Sex isn’t dating.” she insists. “It’s just-- mutual fun and understanding. What’s your type?”

“Dark hair, I guess.” You aren’t really sure. “Are you going to bring me to your club and set me up with someone?”

“No way.” She leans forward on to her elbows again. “It’s a bad environment for a beautiful girl who can't say no.”

You try to imagine yourself being hit on, maybe a man buying you a drink or inviting you on to his lap, and can’t bring yourself to say no. You heave a sigh. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“See? You can’t even argue with me. Midnight is the major leagues-- start with the basics. Do you own a vibe?”

You glance over at Hizashi.

“Pretend I’m not here.”  He says, leaning back with a smirk.

“Uh-” You glance between the two, trying to decide how honest you should be. Laughter bubbles out of you that you can’t  quite control. “No?”

Both of them look aghast.

“Finish that drink and get your phone out.” Nemuri demands. “You’re buying yourself a birthday present.”

.

The rest of the night is a bit of a blur. There’s dinner and drinks and a stroll around town, the bits and blurs of laughter and conversation and the back of Hizashi’s car. By the time you’re dropped off at your apartment building, you’re wobbling on your heels and pleading for the world to stay still. Overindulging isn’t usually your speed, but it’s certainly fun.

 Your key barely makes it into your lock and you stumble in, laughing at the way your oven’s clock flashes at you. 8:00: in college you could have been out all night, but now you’re ready for bed before the good television shows come on.  

The bed is still made from this morning, sheets untouched and pillows unsquished.  

You don't want to sleep alone.

The bathroom calls your name. You're supposed to be washing your face, but you can't rip yourself away from your phone long enough to bother. 

You don't want to sleep alone.

Nemuri was right, you just need to get under someone and you'll feel better. You’re itching for it, needy for touch, desperate for the validation that love affords you. Midnight will be open soon and its only a train ride away, but you aren’t a member and Nemuri made it clear you wouldn’t be getting an exception. You could download a dating app and scroll, but the idea of a stranger entering your life and home feels wrong. It’d be easier to stay with something familiar… someone you know..

AVOID AT ALL COST sits at the top of your contacts, mocking you in all capital letters. Touya. The man who won’t even read your texts. At this point, crawling back to his is ugly and pathetic, but your drunk brain keeps looping back to the idea of sex and love and touch and-

You close your eyes for deniability, then click.

i wish you were here<-

iwnt you so bad right now<-

You cringe at the typo, regret sitting heavy in your belly. Read sits heavy at the corner of the screen, taunting you with your mistake-

Your drunk brain catches up. Read? He… read it? Typing bubbles appear, then disappear. Then, they pop up again, typing for an uncomfortably long time. Despite yourself, you get excited, rolling on the balls of your feet and bouncing. Touya is answering you. When you’re starved for affection, even the smallest bits feel like full meals, both saiating you and wetting your mouth for more.

->Are you sure you're texting the right person? 

->I thought you hated me.

You lean against your bathroom sink to steady your hands, giggling and twitting about. 

I wish i hated you lol <-

but i just want you so bad <-

You lean against the sink, watching the little "seen" pop up under your messages. When the typing bubbles don’t immediately appear, you send off another.

 id let you have me <-

 any way you want me <-

You almost stop there, but then you catch your own eye in the mirror. Your outfit is a bit disheveled, your makeup is more than a bit smeared, but you look… good. Just fucked and ready for more. Your dress isn’t low cut enough to be inappropriate for work, but you manage to shimmy it lower, hem pressed just below the curve the lacy edge of your bra. It’s nothing new to him, but it still feels dirty, illicit enough to steal your breath away.

The response is instant.

->God. How are you so…

->Don't tease me if you don't mean it. 

Oh, you’ll tease him alright. You’re going to tempt this man away from wherever he is and back into your bed. You pull your skirt up this time, hiking it all of the way up your thighs until just a hint of your skin toned undies are on display. With the camera just slightly out of focus, it really looks like you've shown him a sliver of cunt.

->Fuck. 

->You're right. I want you. 

->I’ve always wanted you. 

You giddily skip to your room, tossing yourself on your bed. You should really shower first, but your body is hot and primed; your hand is already sliding down, the heel of your palm grinding against your needy core.  You need something to touch you, you need the friction of someone else. There’s a vibrator in your amazon cart, but you can’t wait for 2 day shipping.

For now, the edge of a pillow will have to do. You bunch it below you and rock your hips, searching for that perfect angle that will-

More texts come through.

->I've always thought about fucking you against your desk after everyone else has left. Those stupid slippers over my shoulders. Your lips on mine.

-> I know you taste sweet. All over.

A shiver turns through you. Yes, you need to be tasted, you need his teeth in your neck and his spit on your tits-

are you jacking off right now? <-

There’s a gap. Maybe you've pressed too far.

->Yes. 

I wish my hands were as soft as yours.

 lemme see <-

You expect the messages to dry up there. Touya likes the chase, not the follow through. You put your phone down and shift your weight more, trying to focus on rolling your hips just right. A pressure is building inside you, one that’s warm and fuzzy and rolling into your chest and down into your cunt. Your eyes close and you chase that high.

A message comes through.

A video message.

You scramble to press play, hips rolling against your pillow on their own, searching for friction. 

A barely there moan hits you first.

The video is dark and grainy, but you can make out the shape of his cock, heavy against his thick thigh. His pubes have grown out, a dark patch of hair that trails up his soft stomach and out of frame. You can see every breath he pulls, stomach constricting and expanding. The hand that isn't holding the camera is looped around the base of his cock, squeezing gently before slowly stroking the length. His fingers are slick with lube or precum and they glide over his length, earning you another growl of a moan.

Chills run through your body. Fuck. Holy fuck. He must really miss you. He's throbbing for you and you swear he's bigger than ever. It must be the angle and your drunk mind, but he looks huge.

never shave ever again ok I love how manly it looks <-

and fuck your voice is so hot I almost came from that alone <-

->Are you touching yourself?

yes<-

->Show me.

Embarrassment suddenly hits you. Touya always told you that men were visual creatures and rutting against a pillow like an animal isn’t the ‘porn pretty’ pictures he expects. Usually, you’d comply and pose how you know he likes it, but the room is off kilter and your body is heavy. Besides, Nemuri and Hizashi were right-- an orgasm would fix you. You need to keep going right now or else your stomach’s going to cramp.

i’m embarrassed <-

It’s mostly the truth. You would understand if he stopped texting you after that, but a response comes quickly. 

That’s okay. <-

Tell me about it? <-

Your heart thumps. Then, again. That shouldn’t be hot. 

->i'm humping my pillow and wishing it was you

My leg or my cock? <-

Fuck. When did he get good at this?

->whatever you'll give me

Ride my thigh and we'll see what you deserve.<-

God, it's just words, but you feel electric. When did he get good at this? The heat in your core feels like it's going to consume your whole body and you can't help but to continue to stroke it; you squeeze your thighs and tilt your hips over and over again, thinking about that wide thigh and his manly, big hands. God, you should be texting back, but you're just-- just--

Your orgasm hits you way quicker than usual. It's one that hits you all at once, straightening your back and stealing your breath and just tickling every inch of your core. It's all consuming and followed by the creamy feeling bliss that you so desperately needed. As you  flop forward and sink into your mattress, sleep nipping at your heels, you gather yourself enough to send one final picture.

You collect your cum in your fingers and scissor them back and forth, letting the wetness web in between. When you lift your hand, it catches in the overhead light, clear and lovely and all for him. The photo you take is a bit out of focus, exhaustion settling into your bones, but it’s very clear when you’re showing.

-> next time you make me cum ebtter be in person

-

The next morning you wake up to a pounding headache and fuzzy teeth, but your body feels good. There’s something looser, lighter, inside you, like you’ve relaxed for the first time in forever.  You can’t even bring yourself to care that your phone is dead or that you’re running a bit late to work. It’s awful to admit, but Nemuri was right- an orgasm really did fix you. Maybe that’s why the two of them are always so chipper; they’re definitely fucking like rabbits.

You plug in your phone and get ready for the day. Three ibuprofen and a shower mostly fix your headache and a very thorough brushing fixes everything else. Your toothbrush still sits next to Touya’s, seemingly the only thing in the apartment he forgot to take, but today that doesn’t fill you with dread. Things, finally, are good again. Pretty words have soothed all of your wounds and you’re just waiting for him to come back home to you.

It’s all you can think about as you get dressed. You slip into something black-- Touya’s favorite-- and put on those special red heels again, even though your instep is rubbed raw.

You're almost out the door when you remember your phone. You scramble back to your bedroom and start it up as you head out the door. The screen boots up and messages start inching their way in. A couple from friends, apps, and-

Hm. That’s. 

A name that you don’t expect pops up. Aizawa Shouta sits at the top of your direct messages, five messages sent through. Yesterday, you’d probably think you were losing your job or the world was ending, but today you can take it in stride. Hizashi was right; the man is already trying to apologize! You open the message and smugly prepare for the groveling-

-> I bet you looked so pretty when you came.

[capricornlevi]

bokuto x reader // sfw, gratuitous fluff, established relationship // wc 1.6k

planning birthdays is just one of bo's many talents <3

an: this is a little birthday present for my favourite bo stan in the entire world @brainrot329 ! she is a ray of sunshine and one of the best people i know and it is an honour to write a bo fic dedicated to this wonderful human !!!

you had never figured bokuto for much of a chef. you've been together for four years, lived together for two, and so you feel you know him pretty well by now -- the man has multitudes of talents, but preparing food is not one of them.

he has no trouble with eating, obviously, since pretty much every team barbeque ends with him being physically dragged away by a teammate or long-suffering coach, begging for someone else to be allowed their pick of the steaks.

but his appreciation for food does not extend to cooking or baking, shopping for ingredients or meal planning. his lack of culinary proficiency is not from any form of uselessness or incompetence -- he's good at pretty much anything he turns his hand to, plus the msby nutrition team supplies most of his meals anyway -- he just doesn't have much of an interest. which is more than fair; nobody can be expected to be good at everything.

but this is also why you find it to be very shocking that today, your birthday, he has offered to prepare you a four-course meal to mark the special occasion.

he had informed you of his plan this morning over pancakes at your favourite diner while you were mid-sip of coffee. as you smiled and expressed gratitude, you had to put in a copious amount of effort to prevent your jaw from dropping open and accidentally spitting coffee everywhere.

again, it's not that he's incapable of achieving this task. he’d likely be very capable should he puts his mind to it, but it's just ... this is his first time cooking. you don't attempt the tour de france before learning how to ride a bike, and you can't imagine that a four-course meal (with accompanying wines, he informs you) is the easiest introduction to the culinary arts.

but he seems certain, and the last thing you want to do is discourage this newfound enthusiasm.

the rest of the day was spent out with friends and family as bo headed home to get everything ready. he didn't give many hints as to what the rest of the evening would entail, but he did say that he knew you'd love it.

(and you will; regardless of the final product, you can see how much effort he's put in. you just hope you won't arrive home to the scent of singed hair and an eyebrow-less bokuto standing forlorn in the kitchen.)

when your college friends took you out for cocktails in the early hours of the evening, you stuck to just two margaritas so as not to take away from the rest of the night. they dropped you back home with gifts in hand and plans to meet up again next week to get your nails done – a strange suggestion since you haven’t gone to the salon as a group in years, but you wave it off. 

now, standing at your doorstep, you take a deep breath before twisting the handle and letting yourself in.

the place smells ... nice. really nice. it's a medley of scents from multiple dishes but they all come together to paint a very positive picture; hints of citrus, the buttery aroma of your favourite pasta sauce, something sweet you vaguely recognise as being your grandmother's french vanilla cake recipe.

suddenly overcome with a sense of awe and burning anticipation, you make a beeline for the kitchen.

you find everything in it to be clean, perfectly presented, except for bokuto himself. he stands by the countertop, spatula in hand, covered with a light dusting of flour and with a scorch mark on his light-blue shirt.

"never promised it'd go completely without a hitch, did i?" he grins, expression as close to bashful as you've seen it. setting down the utensils and dusting himself off with a kitchen towel, he closes the distance to take your hand, guiding you to your seat at the table. with a professional flourish he pours you a glass of sparkling wine, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head once you've sat down.

"you enjoy that while i go change," he mumbles against your hair, "and i’ll also make sure I'm not still smouldering."

you laugh as he walks away, heart swelling in your chest as you survey the space around you.

he's bought a bouquet of your favourite flowers from that little old florist who lives three doors down from your apartment, the one whose displays you always admire when you head out to work in the mornings. he has your favourite album playing on vinyl, the low reverberations of the music filling the candle-lit kitchen.

distantly, you wonder if bo's fire incident came from the cooking or the decoration.

but before you have much time to consider, he's arrived back in the kitchen with a fresh shirt and almost-tamed hair, paired with that signature bo smile that lights up all of his features.

"ready for course number one?" he exclaims, clapping his hands together as he heads over to the counter space. once you voice your assent he produces two dishes as if from nowhere, heading over to the table and setting yours down in front of you.

you find yourself looking down at a perfectly presented salad, crisp leaves and a citrus dressing that reminds you exactly of the one you had --

"on our first date!" you burst out before even taking a bite. "this is the salad from that bistro by college!"

the bistro where he had taken you after finally mustering up the courage to ask, waiting until after you both had graduated to make his move. you're still not sure why he was so anxious since your class had no qualms about intra-departmental fraternisation, but you're just glad he went for it eventually.

he nods, clearly relieved you picked up on the connection.

the salad is wonderful, a light and refreshing starter for the evening, and you inform him as much.

your response clearly encourages him. he gets up again to start heating the next dish, pouring you a glass of wine beforehand for you to nurse while he gets things ready.

this time, he presents you with a bowl of soup. the same type of soup ...

"that you made for me that time i got the flu!" he informs you this time, voice achingly fond as he watches for your reaction. "and no word of a lie -- it cured me."

his earnestness draws another laugh from you, the soothing smell of herbs and vegetables bringing you back to that afternoon.

you had never seen bo so sick before and you haven't seen it since. with the combination of his healthy approach to life and sheer stubbornness to remain top of his game, he ends up avoiding most illnesses, and so when he called his coach to inform him he wouldn't be making 8am practice, you knew things were serious.

he ran a temperature, cheeks flushing an adorable shade of pink that you would have appreciated more were he not suffering, and had started shivering by noon.

"you need to keep your strength up," you had whispered softly to him, setting a glass of water down at his bedside and perching yourself on the edge, watching as he slowly started eating the soup. it was difficult with a sore throat but he managed to polish the whole thing off.

that soup was the only thing he could stomach for forty-eight hours, eating it for every meal until his shivering subsided and his muscles stopped aching.

it's one of the few dishes he knew how to prepare before tonight, since he insists on making it with you whenever either one of you starts to show any signs of impending sniffles.

once the soup has been finished and cleared away, the third course is presented with another glass of wine and near-giddy smile from bo. just as you had guessed from the hallway, he serves up your favourite pasta dish, the recipe having been scribbled down on a napkin after the chef from the aforementioned first-date bistro was kind enough to let you have it. 

bo managed to replicate it perfectly, albeit not without slightly singeing the accompanying garlic bread (explaining the scorch mark on his shirt).

as you take your first bite, you realise that he was right earlier when he promised that you'd love this.

it wasn't that the food was michelin quality (though it was undoubtedly delicious, especially for a first-timer) -- it was the thought that went into every dish, every ingredient, every element. the effort that went into telling a story with each course.

you've never felt as loved as you do in this moment.

that is, until he brings out dessert in the form of your grandmother's french vanilla cake. it’s been frosted to the best of bokuto's ability, with 'happy birthday my love!' edged in pink font and surrounded by flickering candles.

there's also a design under the words. a little shape, something you can't see without squinting.

he carries it over to you proudly, though with a slight tremble in his hands you can't quite understand ...

after blowing out the candles, you lean in to examine the cake closer.

it takes a few seconds for it to land, to determine what bo attempted to draw in icing format, but once it hits you ...

"is that a ring?"

your heart pounds in your chest, each word leaving your lips in a flurry as you try to gauge whether or not your exhilaration is merited.

and in lieu of an answer, bo sets the cake on the table before getting down on one knee, producing a velvet-bound ring box from the pocket of his new shirt.

[badlydrawndave]

well he was RIGHT holyy sshiiiTTTT

CA: yo

CA: shades dude

CA: heard its yer human wwrigglin day or wwhatevver

CA: kar says its customary to givve you free shit today so here

dave has acquired: one (1) seahorse skeleton in a glass display case!

- @poorlydrawneridan

holYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHIT

[jadedxhearts]

2022 Law Birthday Event / Kinktober

Request no 3.

Originally posted in October 2022

Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!

Law’s a very dominant, yet loving person. You knew this. You always have. Most of the time, it was enjoyable. But… today…

He wanted to try something out. You were all for it until he explained wanting to tie you up, attempting to make intricate patterns with rope around your body. Why? He didn’t quite explain. Just mumbled something about making you look cute.

Regardless, you ended up agreeing despite your shyness when it came to being on display, even if it was just for Law’s eyes only. You knew he adored you; he’d always slyly compliment the shape and feel of your breasts, how he loved your plush thighs against his face, the way your hands reached for him and gripped at his tattooed arms. You knew that he thought you were gorgeous. But still, to be on display like that, unable to move or cover? It was a bit daunting.

But really, you couldn’t say no to Law. He’d done pretty much everything you’d wanted, and most importantly; you were safe with him. Always. So that’s what led up to you sitting on the bed, Law slipping your clothes off for you, a bundle of pink ropes sitting beside you.

You avoided eye contact as you were now naked, moving to lay sprawled out for him. As you got into position, lying on your back, Law gently took your chin between his fingers, kissing you. “Don’t look away, y/n-ya. You know I love your body.”

Feeling a blush creep up on you, you looked into his eyes and he smirked. “Good girl.”

Law started with your breasts. Wrapping and tying the rope around and between them so they’d pop out, his hands being incredibly delicate with you. Like you were some porcelain doll he was afraid to break. But on the other hand, you knew Law wasn’t afraid to get nasty. Perhaps he was being so gentle as a way to tease you. Knowing him, that was probably it.

He wrapped the rope around your torso, leading it down to your lower half. Law guided it between your legs, pulling on it so it was tight directly underneath your ass.

He continued making intricate patterns all over your body, making the rope not tight enough to hurt, but tight enough that you would feel trapped.

His final step was binding your wrists together, placing them behind your back.

“It’s too bad I can’t take a photograph of this. Don’t wanna traumatize the snails.”

You wanted to laugh, but you were feeling more bashful than ever right now. Law hovered over you, taking a good look, probably trying to burn the image into his memory.

After a moment, he leaned down, just barely touching you as he remained hovering, holding himself up with his knees, elbows next to your head. He placed another kiss against your lips.

“You look beautiful.”

He pulled back to unbuckle his jeans, then pulling you by your hips so your lower half was laying on his lap, legs spread open. You’d be lying if you said this wasn’t actually exciting, but it was embarrassing how turned on you really were. You didn’t want to admit it.

“It’s too bad your hands are tied up, because I do love the way you grab onto me. But the sight of you right now… too good to pass up on.”

He lined his now freed cock up with your slick cunt, pumping himself just before sliding into you with ease. You bit your lip, trying to suppress the moan escaping you.

When he was as far in as he could go, his hands returned to your hips, jerking you up against him to bury himself even deeper within you. A gasp escaped your lips as he did so, causing Law to chuckle.

“If you want me to stop, just tell me.”

“Okay…”

With your confirmation, he began thrusting in and out, slowly. Law wanted to drag this out, watch the way your body moved with his with all the ropes, making sure he’d never forget the sight in front of him. As he began speeding up just a little, your breasts began bouncing within their confines. You looked ahead as Law’s eyes didn’t leave your body for a second.

“Fuck. You look so good, y/n.”

“Law… stop with the compliments… it’s embarrassing.” You whined.

“But why? They’re all true,” he told you, thrusting more harshly with his last word, which in turn made you jump a little, a sharp mix of a gasp and moan falling from your mouth.

He gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, refusing to tear his eyes away from your form.

Your head was thrown back against the sheets, eyes closed now. While you were embarrassed, you honestly were getting close to cumming when you’d seen the hungry look and lust in Law’s gray eyes as he sped up. You were moaning without holding back now, whining about how big Law was, how deep he was fucking into your wet cunt, creating squelching noises that just embarrassed you even more.

“You’re doing so good, just laying there and looking pretty for me, while I fuck you. Such a good girl, y/n-ya.”

“Law, f-fuck, I can’t-“

“You gonna cum? Cum on my cock, baby.” He demanded.

You opened your eyes, looking up and meeting his own. He was watching your face now. His cheeks were flushed, mouth open as he panted. But then he locked his lips, and that was it for you.

With a loud cry of his name, you came around his cock, the sloppy wet noises becoming louder as the juices spilled out of your cunt only to be pushed back in by Law’s cock.

“F-fuck,” he groaned, looking down on you, eyes darting between your bound body and fucked out face. “You’re so.. fucking beautiful… y/n.”

Just as the words left his mouth, Law came crashing down as he came. He laid halfway on top of you, still buried into your cunt as he stopped his movements.

He moved the arm underneath him up to cup your face, his other one moving to squeeze your breast that wasn’t covered by his chest.

Then he saw the tears slowly slipping from your eyes.

“Shit, was it too much? I’m sor-“

“No, Law… I just… you make me feel so pretty,” you admitted.

You wanted to wrap your arms around him, but they were still bound behind you. He noticed your struggle, and quickly moved his hands behind you to untie the knots.

As soon as your arms were free, they flew to him, holding him tightly. He repeated your actions, hugging you close and flipping you both over so you were now on top of him.

“I love you,” you whispered through drying tears.

“I love you too,” he repeated, kissing your forehead as you both calmed down, relaxing from the high.

Untying you fully be damned, he was too tired and happy in this position to move either of you.

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「 BIRTHDAY SUIT ! 」 . . . 📂

house of wax : bo sinclair

wrd count : 433

⊹˚.⋆ synopsis . . . celebrating your birthday with bo sinclair

⊹˚.⋆ starring . . . bo sinclair & gn reader

「 HEADCANONS ! 」 . . . 🖇️

bo isn't used to parties at all

his parents were not too fond of him having fun and didn't want to celebrate his and Vincent's birthday

that doesn't mean he won't try to make ur special day good!

he just has different... approaches

"want a beer?"

he'll get Vincent to make something for you out of wax

or he'll get Lester to buy something for you at the store

he might even search through victims' clothes to get you clothes or any other type of gift

he cares a lot more than he shows

birthday sex is a thing for him though

“birthday suit" ifykyk

「 ONE SHOT ! 」 . . . 🖇️

You fiddled with the cuff of your shirt sleeve as you stared at your reflection in the cracked but practical mirror. It was your birthday; which you didn't consider that big of a deal, but Lester declared that it wasn't going to be the best party in Ambrose. The expectations that man had set up for the party were causing some anxieties to take over.

Bo slipped into the room in his more than nice-fitting all-black attire for the party. He looked irresistible. He slid his buff arms around your torso as he checked your reflection out. A bashful smile spread across your face as Bo began to kiss the crevice of your neck, mumbling a sweet nothings.

"Bo!" You giggled.

He gave your neck a quick bite before picking his chin up, "Yes, honey?"

"Don't do that! I am not going out there with hickeys all over my neck!"

You pushed his head away as he tightened his grip around you, "C'mon," he whined, "It'll give us an excuse to leave early." Bo pressed a kiss against the skin just below your ear, "Besides, I have a celebration that's much funnier than blowing out some candles"

Your brain began to malfunction at Bo's dirty talking. As long as you've been with the man, you'd think that by now you'd be used to his naughtiness but alas not. Bo just gave you a shit-eating grin before patting your torso and unwrapping his arms from around your waist,

"Just teasin. I'll save my birthday suit for later tonight."

The two of you shared eye contact as he swaggered away and out of the room with a wink leaving you shocked and with a warm face. How were you supposed to wait til tonight now!? With that goal in mind, you walked out the door ready to find Bo Sinclair, so he can make a reality of that promise.

✎ notes . . . yes, this is a repost. tumblr deleted my old acc >:( ◯　 　'　 　📻　 　⌑　 　𖥔

©️ sethcertified 2023

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Serendipity

Birthday Bash Prompt 3 - Long Lost Relative

'Another excellent batch Baron.' commented Haru as she brought her tea cup away from her lips.

'Haru you flatter me.' he grinned as he approached with his own cup in his hand.

'Is it flattery if its true?' she mused as he sat beside her.

Baron chuckled.

'It seems an age since you last visited.' he replied.

Haru let out a small groan.

'I'm sorry. Life is just hectic at the moment. School is especially busy what with it being my final year.' she sighed.

'There is nothing to be sorry about. You have a life outside of us.' he responded.

'I know but I miss you guys when I can't visit.' she murmured.

'We miss you too.' smiled Baron 'Now are there any particularly interesting topics that you are studying at the moment?'

'Yes.' nodded Haru 'In one of my classes we've been looking into family trees. We've been able to us a programme to look into online records and it's quite surprising how far you can go back.'

'Any famous ancestors then?' he asked.

'Well sadly I'm not a direct descendent of the imperial emperor.' giggled Haru 'There have been some interesting occupations held though.'

They lapsed into companionable silence as they both sipped and enjoyed their tea.

'I guess with being a creation you wouldn't have any relations or ancestors.' murmured Haru.

Baron looked at her thoughtfully.

'Well I suppose I have a twin.' he responded.

'A what?' squeaked Haru in surprise.

'A twin. Another made by my artisan at the same time as myself from the same wood.' he explained.

'Oh.' replied Haru 'I didn't know.'

'Well no, the thing is we were separated a long time ago. There isn't a day that I don't think of her but it doesn't hurt as much as it once did.' he murmured.

'What happened?' asked Haru before spluttering 'Sorry, you don't need to tell me!'

'That's okay.' he said 'It happened when we were owned by a cafe owner and on display on the counter. There was an accident when a child bumped into the counter and Louise fell which caused damage to her wooden form. She was sent away for repair. In the meantime a young couple who visited the cafe quite regularly expressed an interest in purchasing us. The cafe owner refused to sell whilst Louise was being repaired. The couple returned again with their offer suggesting that the man would take me and the lady would collect Louise when she was returned and reunite us.'

'I guess that never happened.' whispered Haru.

'Sadly not. World War Two broke out and travel became impossible. After the war Shirou did return to Germany to search for them but he never found either.' explained Baron.

'I'm sorry.' replied Haru.

'Thank you.' he responded with a weak smile.

A silence once again enveloped them but this one was more uncomfortable. Suddenly Haru brightened as she remembered something that she had been planning to tell Baron.

'Do you remember the school exchange I mentioned?' she asked.

'Vaguely.' he nodded.

'Well it's been finalised and we will be going in a few weeks.' she replied excitedly 'It should be interesting to experience another culture.'

'Where are you going?' he asked.

'Germany, well Nuremburg specifically.' she grinned 'It was your story that reminded me I needed to tell you.'

'Will you be going alone?' he said looking slightly alarmed.

'Of course not. There is a group of us going.' replied Haru as she shook her head before letting out a small sigh 'Well sadly Hiromi won't be able to go so I guess there is a possibility of being on my own during free time.'

Baron suddenly got up from the sofa and moved across to his desk before rummaging in one of the drawers.

'Umm Baron are you okay?' asked Haru slightly alarmed by his sudden movement.

'Yes I'm fine.' he responded as he shut the drawer again and returned to his seat next to her before presenting Haru with a small box.

'I was saving this for your birthday but I feel it may be better than you have it before your trip.' he continued.

'What is it?' murmured Haru curiously as she took the box.

'Open it and find out.' chuckled Baron.

Haru removed the lid to find a necklace inside. On the delicate chain was a small circular pendant containing a gemstone.

'Wow.' she murmured 'So pretty,'

Baron carefully removed it from the box before placing it around her neck.

'You can use this necklace to call for the Bureau's help whenever you need us.' he explained 'All you need to do is press the centre of the gem and we will be with you as soon as we can.'

'You really care for me.' she whispered tearfully.

'Of course we do. You are very important to us.' he replied squeezing her shoulder.

Haru would have preferred he said 'I' instead of 'us' but she was still appreciative. 

'Thank you.' she smiled.

Before she knew it she had wrapped her arms around Baron's chest in a hug. He initially stiffened in surprise but it didn't take him long to place his own arms around her and hug back. He took the opportunity to sneak a nuzzle of his cheek against her hair. 

'You're the best Baron.; mumbled Haru against his waistcoat 'I know that you can't come with me but this means I'll have a small part of the Bureau with me and assistance if I ever need it.'

A few weeks later Haru was enjoying her first trip to Europe. They had met up with their exchange school and had met the students who they would be receiving as guests back in Japan in a couple of months time. There were a few cultural differences but everyone was friendly. The students had taken her group out around the city to show them the landmarks as well as some of their favourite places. 

In the afternoon they had been granted free time and Haru had discovered a park nearby to where they were staying which was very pleasant for walks. As Haru passed a set of bushes she heard a rustle followed by a pitiful mewl. The incident with the Cat Kingdom had made Haru careful around cats but her curiosity was stronger. She knelt down and pulled back the vegetation to reveal a kitten wrapped up in what appeared to be curling ribbon.

'Hey little one.' she said quietly so not to spook the small cat 'Looks like you're quite tangled up.'

Haru had no idea if she could interact in the same way with cats in other countries and the fact that the kitten was staring at her fearfully didn't really answer the question.

'Let me help you.' she continued as she cautiously reached out.

Thankfully the kitten stayed still allowing Haru to start detangling them. She was almost finished when the kitten got spooked by a loud noise and began to run trailing the ribbon that was still attached to their back leg.

'Hey wait!' called Haru as she scrambled to her feet chasing after the terrified cat. 

She followed the kitten through the alleyways and she couldn't help feeling a sense of de ja vu. The kitten shot into a tunnel with Haru in hot pursuit. She came to a stand still on the other side as she felt the atmosphere change. The air felt different, just like it did when she entered the Refuge. Haru's eyes widened at the square in front of her and that the houses were unlike the rest she had seen on her trip. She looked around but the kitten seemed to have disappeared. Haru's gaze was drawn to one particular building. The sign hanging outside read ' Katzenhaus'. Haru's eyes widened further as her brain was taking in the similarities and the possible implications. Suddenly the front door opened loudly making her jump. She didn't think her eyes could go any wider when a white cat creation stepped out.

'No frigging way!' exclaimed Haru.

The figure looked at her in surprise.

'A tiny human. How unusual.' she murmured.

'Please tell me you are Louise.' Haru almost begged.

'I am but how do you know who I am?' she asked curiously.

'I think it's best to show you rather than explain.' grinned Haru as she fumbled for the necklace and pressed the gem. 

Even though she knew this would cause Baron to panic she was pretty certain he would understand and forgive her.

'Okay.' replied Louise looking confused 'Who might you be?'

'Oh I'm Haru.' she smiled as she noticed the kitten appear behind Louise. 

The creation knelt down to remove the rest of the ribbon but didn't take her eyes off Haru. Many questions appeared to be in their blue depths. Haru noticed the sign of a portal beginning to open.

'The reason I know who you are is about to arrive.' she explained.

Louise's gaze followed Haru's eyeline as the portal opened and Muta tumbled out followed by Baron running out. He headed straight for Haru wrapping her up in his arms. 

'Haru! Is everything okay?' he asked looking worried.

'I'm fine Baron.' she smiled.

'Then why?' he responded in confusion.

'Humbert?' came a voice behind him.

Baron's head swung around in surprise. After so many years apart, his twin was standing in front of him. He released his grip on Haru as Louise ran towards him with her arms spread out. Baron caught her feeling completely stunned.

'Louise.' he murmured as she began to cry on his shoulder holding onto him even tighter.

Haru smiled but felt tearful herself at the emotional reunion.

'Thank you Haru.' choked Baron.

'It was pure chance but you're welcome.' she replied 'You have a lot to catch up on.'

'We do indeed.' agreed Louise as she lifted her tear stained face from Baron's shoulder 'Please all come inside and we can chat over tea.'

Haru's eyes drifted to Muta and she could see his mouth twitch with the temptation to make some comment about boiled grass but he knew how important this meeting was. She then looked back at the embracing cat creations and nodded.

'That would be great.' she nodded 'Please lead the way.' 

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Goa Cruise Dinner: Notable Package Highlights for an Unforgettable Evening!

Goa is renowned for its beautiful coastlines, but few experiences match the thrill of a yacht party in Goa. These parties are an exclusive blend of luxury, adventure, and cultural charm, offering an ideal way to witness the vivid nightlife and scenic beauty of the Arabian Sea. Whether celebrating a special event, enjoying a sunset with loved ones, or simply exploring Goa's culture from a unique vantage point, cruise dinners in Goa have something for everyone. From luxurious yachts to budget-friendly cruises, here’s a guide to experiencing an unforgettable evening on Goa’s waters.

Boat Party at Goa: An Unmissable Experience 

Goa, nestled in India's Konkan region with the Arabian Sea as its western boundary, is known for more than its vibrant parties and delicious seafood. The region's charm stems from its biodiverse wildlife, rich cultural heritage, and the unique mix of lush greenery and sunny beaches. Amidst this tropical paradise, cruising along the Mandovi River offers an exclusive perspective of Goa’s iconic landscape. 

Boat party at Goa are designed to amplify this natural beauty, transforming a simple evening into an event filled with music, drinks, and snacks against the backdrop of Goa's mesmerizing coastline. As your boat sails along the Mandovi, enjoy a lively atmosphere filled with upbeat music, dancing, and entertainment, plus the chance to capture scenic views of Goa’s star-lit skyline.

Types of Boat Parties in Goa

1. Scenic Sunset Cruises  

For those who want a brief yet enchanting experience, the sunset cruise in Goa provides a magical hour on the river. As you drift along the Mandovi, watch the sun set into the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the water. This scenic journey is ideal for romantic getaways and intimate gatherings.  

2. Dinner Cruises on the Mandovi River  

Dinner cruises in Goa take guests on a memorable 2-hour journey, complete with a private table, music, and traditional Goan cuisine. You’ll sail through picturesque sights while indulging in local delicacies, surrounded by live performances and entertaining acts. Some dinner cruises offer special tables, catering specifically to couples seeking a romantic evening aboard a yacht in Goa for couples, creating the perfect ambiance for a night under the stars.  

3. Exclusive Yacht Parties for Celebrations  

For a more private and luxurious option, private yacht parties let you host an exclusive celebration. Whether it’s a birthday bash, anniversary, or corporate event, these yachts come with customized settings, premium catering, and personalized entertainment to create a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Cruise Night Party in Goa Price

Here’s a breakdown of popular cruise night party in Goa price, each catering to different tastes and budgets:

1. Sunset Cruise  

   Duration: 1 Hour  

   Price: ₹ 399 per person  

   Reporting Time: 05:15 PM  

   Cruise Time: 05:30 PM to 06:30 PM  

The sunset cruise is a great choice for a brief, scenic experience. It’s affordable and perfect for anyone seeking a glimpse of Goa’s famous sunsets with family and friends.

2. Dinner Cruise with Private Table  

   Duration: 2 Hours  

   Price: ₹ 1249 per person  

   Reporting Time: 08:30 PM  

   Cruise Time: 08:45 PM to 10:45 PM  

Ideal for couples and intimate gatherings, this dinner cruise offers a private table and a chance to relish a multi-course meal while enjoying live music and the starlit Goa night sky.

3. Dinner Cruise with Private Table & Transfers  

   Duration: 2 Hours  

   Price: ₹ 1449 per person  

   Pickup Time: From Baga, Calangute & Candolim between 07:00 PM and 07:45 PM  

This option includes transfers from popular locations and offers the same amenities as the regular dinner cruise. It’s a fantastic pick for those looking for a seamless experience from start to finish.

Conclusion

Whether it’s a serene sunset cruise, a romantic yacht in Goa for couples, or lively Boat parties in Goa, cruise dinner packages offer something special for everyone. These trips combine the thrill of a vibrant party with the calming effect of the open sea, making them perfect for couples, friends, or anyone looking to soak in Goa’s festive spirit. With different pricing options and amenities, you can choose the ideal cruise for your budget and enjoy a memorable night out on Goa’s sparkling waters.

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Holiday Comedy

Saturday Dec 7 at MPV Lounge in Hattiesburg, Ms.  It’s the Holiday Comedy Jam and Sagittarius Bash staring Comedian Bo P from BET’s Comic View and from the hit sitcom “Martin”. Also comedian Reno McCall, comedian Kaution and hosted by Comedian Booger Brown.Celebrating internet sensation Li Saint birthday along with all Sagittarius birthdays!! Also special performances by Musicdoll and Jedi.…

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Leona, Malleus: The Light of Another Day

QDBIHLLASIYFVIYAFSfisb;OFS;BO TH E WAY I WOKE UP TO THAT SMUG ASS FAC E AND MY frIENDSWERE LIKE “u up?”, “you gonna roll?”, “have u seen him yet?” 🤣 Gotta say, that initial pose looks pretty bashful if not for his stupid hot smirk, it’d kind of endearing in its own... arrogant way?

Leona and Malleus are sometimes portrayed (in the fandom) as rivals with an intense hatred of one another, but I’ve always thought that the hostility was more one-sided. It’s cool to see them act very vaguely petty in these vignettes, but also stay mature for the most part and actually relate to one another 😌

ALSO I LOVE HOW L(ONAS ‘S PICKSD KALIM MAinLY BECAUSE THE AS I m FAMIL UY WOUDL  RESCU E THEM QUICKLY THAT’S SO BIG B4AINED KNING OTL ANASD L*ONAE CHOSING TH E SAME DORM ASM J WOR DZVN;OABIUDDBUIAPIDBAPBUDBbduM YOU DON’T SEE M Y S*MPING OVER THAT YOU DON’T

Imagine this…

The air was thick, charged with the tension of beasts sizing one another up. Two mighty powers, two mighty presences, had deigned to converge in the same space today. Lion and dragon, each silently vying for dominance.

Their combined auras, overwhelming. Exuding an air of absolute authority.

The dragon struck.

“Hoh. How interesting that you would pick to join Pomefiore dorm,” Malleus mused, a gloved hand stroking his chin. A playful smile played upon his lips. “To think that you’d have dreams of being a pampered, domesticated housecat rather than a wild one…”

“Me, join them?” Leona scoffed. “Please. They’d be the ones joining me. I don’t intend to be some prim and proper housecat—I’ll rise to the top and leave Pomefiore’s students mewling and kneeling at my feet. They’re the domesticated ones. Obedient. Servile.”

Malleus laughed darkly, flashing a brief peek of his pointed canines. “You already have your sights already set on stealing Schoenheit’s crown.”

“I could take him—him and Rook.” The birthday boy placed a hand on his jutted hip, a lazy confidence to his figure. “At the same time.”

“Hunt as well?” Malleus’s eyes shone with genuine interest.

“There’s only room for one of us. No vice dorm leaders needed.”

“I don’t believe they’re unnecessary, but I can understand the sentiment.” Malleus folded his arms, allowing his smirk to grow. “Ah, but I would imagine that the dorm and who stands in your way holds little meaning. Wherever you prowl, you will attempt to conquer the kingdom you find yourself in and surround yourself with loyal vassals. Isn’t that right?”

“See, you get it.”

One of the few times they saw eye-to-eye.

“I simply recognize the look of ambition when I see it. When your eyes are on the prize, you are like an entirely different person.” The corner of Malleus’s lip curled at a memory of several months ago--some attempt to injure him, and the report that Lilia had delivered.

A man seeking something greater than himself.

The right to break free. The desire to save his people, and to prove himself worthy. All the world watching him, breaths held in their chests.

We’re not so different, you and I.

Bemused, Malleus chuckled at the thought. 

“Oi. What’re you snickering about?”

“Nothing that you need concern yourself with, I assure you.” Malleus raised a hand, matching the motion of his mouth.

“Tch. Conniving lizard.”

“So that’s your impression of me. Most humorous. The same can be said of yourself.” The fairy’s eyes narrowed into slivers, the green of his irises even brighter than usual. “What was it that you said, hmm? That you would pick poor Asim to make use of the safety net that his family provides. And that would be discounting your errand boy, Bucchi, and your dorm and club juniors.”

“Utilizing people and their skills as though they were pawns on a chess board... That’s quite the dangerous power in your arsenal.”

Leona only threw his head back and laughed, low and gravelly, like a great stampede of wildebeests. “You say that like it’s a bad thing. I’m using what’s avaliable to me to my advantage.”

“Fufu. I never said that it was.”

This time, it was Leona’s turn to narrow his eyes. “What’re you getting at, huh?”

“Accept the compliment for what it is, Kingscholar. I so rarely give them out.”

“Ooh, I’m shaking in my sandals,” he replied dryly. “You want me to roll over and purr or something? I’m not one of your lackeys that’ll keel over the instant you offer empty praise.”

“No, you’re not.” Malleus paused, his next words clasped against his chest like a string of pearls. “... A question, if you will.”

“What is it? Make it quick.”

“What do you intend to do once you are let loose from Night Raven College? When there are no dorms to take over, and no students to command?”

When there is no destiny to flee from.

“... Isn’t it obvious?” Leona held his head high, meeting Malleus with a fierce gaze. “I’ll carve my own path forward.”

Malleus lifted an eyebrow. “You...”

“The young Kingscholar could never match your grace,” Lilia had once said. Disappointed, dismissive. “He is selfish and prideful, one who is far better suited for a collar than a crown. He will never truly be ‘king’ with that rotten heart of his.”

And yet something had changed in him over the course of the past several months. A revived drive, and determination. Beams of light peeking through cracks in the clouds. The sun finally rising in the savanna.

Potential glistening, shining through his gruff exterior.

Another day come, led by him.

Interesting. It appears as though it is possible to teach an old cat new tricks after all.

“What’s with that dumbfounded look? Didn’t you hear me?” Leona rolled his shoulders back and smirked. “Crown or no, I’ll claw my way to where I want to be myself. I’ll be respected, saluted, and seen for the wonder I am.”

“Pfft. Humility isn’t your strong suit, Kingscholar.”

“It’s not exactly yours either.”

Sarcasm met with sarcasm. Lion and dragon, quietly clashing.

One to roam free, and the other soon to be caged in a castle, shackled to royal duties.

Mutuals on opposite sides of the scale.

Malleus found himself slowly nodding. “I see... so that is your answer.”

“Do you now?” Leona’s voice was a taunt laced with challenge. “Took you long enough.”

“Alas, how time does fly when we’re ‘having fun’. I do believe this interview should be wrapping up shortly.” Malleus tugged off a glove with one hand, then did the same to the other, tossing them both onto a table. “Are you prepared for what’s to come?”

Leona grimaced, his fur standing on end. “Even if I wasn’t, you’d still relish in pieing me.”

“Pieing? Let’s not think of it as something so common and barbaric. I, for one, can think of no greater privilege than blessing an oh-so-important prince by my own hand.”

“Grrrr...”

“Come.” Malleus swept up a pie, his expression calm, yet smug--eyes lidded and lips upturned. “I shall even do you the honor of blessing you the ‘old-fashioned’ way. No tricks, no magic.”

“Wow, I feel so honored.” Leona’s voice was as flat as a sheet of paper. “Tch, just get it over with. The sooner, the better.”

“Very well then. Do not cower like a kitten, and show me your greatest battle roar.”

Leona’s eyes flashed menacingly. “Don’t order me around.”

“Fufufu. My deepest apologies... and may you have the most blessed of birthdays, Kingscholar.”

SPLAT!!

The pie went directly into Leona’s face, burying him in whipped cream and spilling over his hair. He fumbled around for the pie and removed its platter, shaking furious to send whipped cream flying onto his clothes and the room. Inclining his head, Leona growled through his teeth.

“Hahah. So funny, I’m howling like a hyena,” he grumbled, crushing the paper plate in his hand. “I hope you know that I’m NOT taking this lying down.

“Be prepared, lizard. It’s payback time.”

[ask-the-almighty-google]

The Phantom Apprentice

A Star Wars AU featuring Ghost Mechanics from Danny Phantom

Eventually this will be posted to Ao3, but that is a long while off, so I figured I’d let people begin to enjoy it on here. Additional Chapters will appear on this post as a reblog because I’m not too concerned with making this look pretty.

Based on this continued thread of rambled nonsense…

follow the tag #phantom apprentice au to recieve all updates promptly!

Chapters:

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 

Summary, tags, and warnings under the cut!

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Rating: Teen

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Legends: Jedi Apprentice Series - Jude Watson & Dave Wolverton, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Categories: Gen

Relationships: Qui-Gon Jinn/Tahl, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker

Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, Feemor (Star Wars), Tahl (Star Wars), Xanatos (Star Wars), Bant Eerin, Dooku (Star Wars), Force Ghost Thame Cerulian, Satine Kryze, Bo Katan Kryze, Korkie Kryze, Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala, Ahsoka Tano, Bail Organa, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Asajj Ventress, Darth Maul, CT-7567 | Rex, CC-2224 | Cody, Torrent Company Members (Star Wars: The Clone Wars), Ghost Company Members (Star Wars: The Clone Wars), Plo Koon, Mace Windu, Luminara Unduli, Barriss Offee, Shmi Skywalker, Merrin (Star Wars), Nite Owls (Star Wars), Keelyvine Reus, Komari Vosa, Yoda

Additional Tags: Force Shenanigans (Star Wars), Force Ghost Obi-Wan Kenobi, it makes sense trust me, Danny Phantom AU, The Force, Force Visions, Graphic Depictions of Violence Because War is Messy, Obi-Wan Totally Not Being Korkie’s Father For X Number of Chapters, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Anakin please take a chill pill, Not Yoda Friendly, No Yoda Bashing Though, He is a Gremlin and Makes His Own Mistakes Without My Help, Yoda’s Disaster Lineage, The Disaster Lineage,  Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, Obi-Wan Kenobi Gets a Hug, the thrilling sequel, Angst and Feels, Angst and Humor, Angst and Tragedy, I think we can all agree there’s a lot of Angst, No Beta we die like Qui-Gon, which is ironic because he lives in this SUMMARY

“It’s alright, it’s okay, it’s alright, it’s okay, you’re not a monster, just a human, and you made a few mistakes… It’s alright, it’s okay, it’s alright, it’s okay, you’re not a demon, there’s a reason you’re behaving that way…”                                                                                     -“It’s Alright,” Mother Mother []=======[}———————           ~<^>~           ———————{]=======[] When Obi-Wan Kenobi agreed to help his friend Garen Muln complete his project for class a few months before his thirteenth birthday, he had no idea what the ramifications of that decision would be. Now, caught between Life and the Living Force, Obi-Wan must navigate the pros and cons of being part ghost…

…A Danny Phantom inspired Ghost AU. DISCLAIMER: ALL RIGHTS GO TO STAR WARS, LUCASFILMS, DISNEY, AND ANY OTHER KNOWN AFFILIATES. THE JEDI APPRENTICE SERIES WAS WRITTEN BY JUDE WATSON. THE THEMATIC ELEMENTS DERIVED FROM DANNY PHANTOM BELONG TO NICKELODEON AND ANY OTHER KNOWN AFFILIATES.

[simvanglade]

Bo’s Birthday Bash

[ataraxiies]

hi! hello! :))) could I request iwa and bokuto celebrating their fem! s/o’s birthday? thank you!!!

✶⋆｡˚☆ﾟ✦ ︴birthday celebration

synopsis: headcanons featuring iwaizumi & bokuto celebrating their fem! s/o’s birthday !

★˚｡ — ⌇ characters: iwaizumi hajime & bokuto koutarou 

★˚｡ — ⌇ genre: fluff

★˚｡ — ⌇ warnings: n/a

★˚｡ — ⌇ author’s note: this was such a cute ask aww! birthday celebrations make me soft. uwu thanks for sending in a request; hope you all like it !

✶▐  iwaizumi hajime ↝

✦ iwaizumi is more into the quality one-on-one time type of celebration. he’s not the type to throw an extravagant & perhaps overwhelming party like some people he knows. . . he much prefers being with you, monopolizing your time even.

✦ he spoils you in the only way he knows how. . . by using everything he knows about you to his disposal. he will have the perfect special day planned for you, and he will be damned if he didn’t have everything go smoothly.

✦ that is if you’re down to being spoiled by your shockingly sweet & attentive boyfriend.

✦ now . . . he’s not the overtly “romantic” type of boyfriend, so him going out of his way to plan this special date comes as kind of a surprise to you. however, he’s always been the actions speak louder than words kind of guy.

✦ his actions are what make you feel special on your birthday. again, he uses everything he knows about you to plan the perfect day. he notices the small things, and rather than putting it to words, he shows you how much he cares about you.

✦ for your special day, he plans an outing. he’ll basically escort you around all your favorite places with his hand intertwined with yours even if he’s a lil’ embarrassed by it.

✦ your favorite shops? oh . . . they’re on his itinerary- and you better believe he will pay for anything you’d like! he refuses to make you pay on your birthday. plus, he will carry your bags like a true gentleman.

✦ your favorite restaurant? how convenient that it’s right there while you both are out & about. just spending time with you, eating good food & chatting in your favorite restaurant feels like a gift for iwaizumi in all honesty.

✦ your favorite ice cream/dessert spot? yes, iwaizumi makes sure that’s your last stop of the day because nothing screams like birthday than a complimentary birthday treat! 

✦ iwaizumi is not a “photo” guy, but this boy honestly can’t help his urge to snap a photo of you guys eating your delicious treats as a way to wrap up the day out. 

✦ he legit wraps his arm around you, and pulls you in to his side, “y/n- look here.” and without so much of a warning, he snaps the photo, grinning at your puzzled face in the photo. you promptly scold him & ask for another picture when you’re not caught off guard, and since he’s whipped for you, he does so-

✦ iwa-chan will blush profusely & avoid eye-contact if you utter a word about him being sweet- he can’t take such compliments that well, and he will gruffly answer that it was nothing . . . even when we all know he probably was pretty stressed about making sure you were enjoying yourself on the special date.

✦ anyway, once you’ve got your fill of the day, he insists on taking you back to your place. when you guys arrive, he then gives you your gift: a cute little black box with a little red bow atop it, and inside... a pretty silver heart locket containing a picture of you two. 

✦ he thought it was a bit cheesy, but oikawa insisted you would love this . . . so iwaizumi begrudgingly bought it-

✦ but . . . the way you took it out of the box, and gave him that appreciative look literally melts iwaizumi. with you excitedly wanting to put it on right away, he literally wonders to himself how he got so lucky--

✦ and so, feeling a lil’ sentimental, he whispers into your ear, “happy birthday y/n . . . i love you” as he puts your gift around your neck gently, clasping it. and man, it caught him off guard with how much happiness he felt that you’re wearing his gift to you-- plus the fact you look stunning as always.

✦ before he leaves, iwaizumi gives you a quick peck on the lips & turns away quickly so you don’t see his blushy face again. it’s kinda like a bonus present because he doesn’t initiate a kiss that often (even if he wants to-).

✶▐  bokuto koutarou ↝

✦ bokuto literally treats you like it’s your birthday every day, so he especially spoils you on your real birthday. in fact, he takes it to the next level! 

✦ instead of cute dates (that he insists on taking you on at such spontaneous times) . . .

✦ to celebrate his s/o’s birthday, bokuto takes it upon himself to plan & execute a birthday bash for you. he truly wants you to have a wonderful party with all the people you love. 

✦ originally, he wanted it to be a surprise party, but he legit couldn’t keep a secret from you-- he tried so hard, but he was so excited in the party preparation that he let it slip around you that he was planning your party.

✦ not that you mind that much-- you probably had an idea of what he was doing anyway. but it still made him feel a little bad so you had to assure the poor bby that you weren’t upset--

✦ in any case, bokuto implements all the typical but thoughtful birthday party moves. he even had a theme-- which is your favorite color, and he milked that idea for all its worth. your favorite color was on everything-- from the balloons, confetti, & flowers to the cake (which is of course your favorite flavor)! 

✦ bokuto even enlisted akaashi to help out with the birthday decorations because he wanted to make the cake (which ultimately he had to buy from a vendor since he didn’t make the cake perfect after four tries).

✦ he also insisted on organizing goodie bags for all the guests-- which included all your favorite items (candy and such). it was his bright idea that if some people didn’t take their goodie bags, it ends up serving as an additional gift to you-- 

✦ whether you’re an introvert or an extrovert, bokuto will keep that in mind for your party. while he wants the whole world to know how special & amazing you are, he prioritizes your comfort above all else & will cater this party with the knowledge of what you’d like. the last thing he’d want is to make you feel uncomfy on your special day, so the amount of people he’ll invite depends on that.

✦ even though it’s not a surprise party (since you found out), he still has everyone present at the party hide & shout “happy birthday” when you walk in because it’s a custom you know?? 

✦ bokuto has a lot of energy-- almost like a puppy?? so when you arrive, he can’t help but gravitate toward you! like, he’ll always be there for you-- so if he thinks you need anything, he’ll get it for you without having to be asked.

✦ he also gets a bit cuddly not that he isn’t any other day. like, he’ll surprise you with a hug from behind when you’re talking to your friend & this boy grins when you literally jump in surprise. he’ll coo, “didja miss me-” & will pretend to pout if you jokingly say “no, bo--” he’s never been the type to shy away from a little bit of pda.

✦ but in all seriousness, he regularly makes sure you’re having a good time, and he’s super sweet on your special day. he puts a big emphasis on all the customs-- from the off key birthday song to you blowing out your candles to opening your gifts, he makes sure you’re the special girl!

✦ his gift for you?? a detailed letter of how much he loves you & matching promise rings.

✦ since he couldn’t get fireworks, he got sparklers for everyone to light up when it’s dark. . . and he for sure has akaashi photograph a cute picture of the two of you with your sparklers.

✦ once the party is over, bokuto’s all for some much needed real cuddles. his energy is restored with you in his arms. he doesn’t even hesitate in announcing what’s on his mind.

✦ “you’re so cute, you know that? god, i love you-” he says, smiling, with his chin propped on your head. “and i hope you enjoyed your birthday-” he lays a soft kiss on top of your head before giving you a tight squeeze.

[anntidote]

my wip list rn:

cocky captain (bo, tooru, kuroo, ushi, daichi)

busy body (timeskip!kuroo)

sitting pretty (suna)

order up (timeskip!osamu)

dilated (hybrid!atsumu)

birthday bash activities

other reqs sitting in my inbox

done & queued but i’m too indecisive and self conscious to post (?) and idk why:

pt3 - like clockwork w/ tooru

**my self indulgent birthday oneshot**

that one msby idea that makes me go insane whenever i think about it

i have so much work to do fml i wanna write more