#HAPPY BIRTHDAY INFINITE
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starboy-apocallisto · 7 months ago
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CELEBRATE HIM
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songofopal · 7 months ago
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We may be late to our baby girl (cough infinite cough) birthday but no matter we will celebrate it …stay tuned for cute wholesome art for his birthday
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evercelle · 1 year ago
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hold that heart close... happy birthday, wanderer!!
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californianedgeworth · 9 months ago
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happy special 60 yrs old Majima!
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beanghostprincess · 6 months ago
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atmiek · 9 months ago
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greyeyedmonster-18 · 30 days ago
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Five Times Sirius Black Fucked James Potter and One Time He Didn't
(so @arliedraws posted something along the lines of "Five Time Sirius Fucked Someone in James Potters Life for Revenge and One Time He Didn't" as part of her slytherin sirius AU etc like a million years ago. and i uh...misread that upon first read and ran with it anyway. so here's a little fic no body asked for that seemed appropriate to post on @impishtubist day of birth.
if you've been here for a bit, you may recall when i would post little dribbles as "series", so here is...part 1/5.
please enjoy xoxo)
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James Potter’s entire body was burning from the inside out. Despite the fact he had just been naked and in several compromising positions moments before, he was now hurrying to dress himself, all too aware of the cool air brushing against his exposed ankles.
Socks. SOCKS. Where in the world did his socks end up?
He grabbed his trousers from the heap on the floor of the Quidditch changing room and tucked in his white uniform shirt. Perhaps too hastily, realizing it was caught beneath the waistband of his briefs, but he could worry about that later. And the wrong buttons on his shirt. And his socks.
It felt obscene, shoving his bare feet into his oxfords.
“I have an extra pair of socks.”
“It’s fine,” James said quickly, running a hand over his hair, debating whether or not to choke himself with his tie.
“You’ll stink up your shoes.”
“It’s f—”
“Stop being a prat, Potter, and just take the bloody socks.” James felt something bounce off the back of his head, and he finally turned around, face hot. Entirely bothered. And Sirius Black, Slytherin Prefect was smirking. Looking all too comfortable leaning against the wall of the changing rooms—the Gryffindor changing rooms, a place he shouldn’t have even been in the first place, but there he was—dark curls falling effortlessly over his cheekbone. Robes folded neatly into the crook of his arm. The pair of socks that he had just thrown on the floor to the left of James’s feet.
“I’ll bring you a pair tomorrow…” James mumbled, sitting down on the bench between the lockers, and taking his feet out of his loafers. Pointedly avoiding eye contact and looking at Black at all.
“Keep them.”
“I don’t want to owe you.”
“Owe me?” he scoffed, “I’d rather have something—”
“No.” James cut him off, pulling up one of Black’s grey socks so far and hard it came up to nearly his knee. The threads tugging at one another between the seams of the cuff. Two neat green stripes on the top, the only tell tale sign that they had been borrowed at all. James could hear Sirius push off the wall, practically hear the eyeroll, watching, waiting for him to come closer. And he did. Expensive, bloody posh, black polished shoes appearing in James carefully averted eyeline. The floor had been such a safe place to look. James steeled himself.
Black always had the unique ability to get the best of him.
Or the worst.
Since first year. When Sirius was sorted into Slytherin and James swore, to this day, he made eye contact with the haughty boy in the Great Hall and something ignited inside of him. An unspoken rivalry with no clear starting point, for either of them.
It was almost instinctual. The desire to get one up on Sirius Black.
Sirius performed well in Transfiguration and James made sure to earn points in Charms.
Sirius was made prefect their fifth year, and suddenly James’s biggest dream was to become Quidditch Captain just to have some kind of badge to show off.
Sirius had more OWL’s than James.
James was better at Quidditch.
Now in their seventh year, James was Head Boy and Quidditch Captain, finally feeling victorious, only to discover that having more badges didn’t quiet the flames as much as he hoped they would.
And one ups turned into meet ups, turned into…
“And here, I thought you had a good time. Did I get that wrong, Potter?”
“I have a girlfriend,” James hissed, though he knew Lily was back up at the castle with everyone else. Celebrating Gryffindors win, no doubt. Where James was supposed to be, with his teammates and his friends, and his girlfriend that he definitely had, before he was rudely interrupted by Black. Stupid Sirius Black and his stupid cheeky smile.
He hated that Black waltzed around Hogwarts like he owned it. Hated that Black stepped foot into Gryffindor territory without a second thought.
Wanted to say congratulations is all, Potter.
He hated his tone.
But Merlin, did James like the way Sirius said congratulations.
“Oh, I see,” Sirius nodded in mock understanding. “Now you have a girlfriend.”
“I mean, I did…before to, I’m just…” James exhaled and stood up.
That was better. Though Black was still taller. And they were so standing so close to one another, James could make out the beauty mark beneath Sirius’s left eye, and the small scar on the top of his forehead, just before his hairline started.
“This was the last time.”
“Alright,” Sirius shrugged casually.
“I mean it.”
“It would mean more if I had not heard it before…”
“That was different,” James said, “That was…” But he couldn’t come up with an excuse fast enough to stop Black from smirking further. It wasn’t different. Not at all, but Black didn’t have to be so damn smug about it.
“Mhmm. Alright,” Sirius repeated, with his stupid smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. Sirius shifted, hands moving to James’s tie, deft fingers undoing the poorly done knot and retying it carefully. “Just, you know, if I had known it was going to be the last time, really, actually the last time, I would have stepped it up a notch for a proper send-off.”
“Stop talking.” James swallowed, trying to stop his chest from rising and falling so rapidly. Trying to stop for repeating history and going back on his statement all too soon.
Because the last time had to come eventually.
Sirius laughed shortly, aligning James’s tie under his collar and straightening it out. “Enjoy your victory party, Potter.” One of Sirius’s hands cupped James’s jawline, his thumb brushing over James’s bottom lip, wiping away any remnants that they had once kissed.
Touched.
Dissolved into one another.
“Let me know if your girlfriend needs some pointers. I’m happy to—”
“She doesn’t,” James responded, indignantly, cocking his chin upward.
“Alright,” Sirius said with a wink, his shoe making the tiniest squeak on the floor as he turned on his heel, “See you next time.” And Sirius walked out of the changing rooms, leaving James with his heart pounding in his chest.
go to part two
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akimao · 1 year ago
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11.11
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quarzy · 7 months ago
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i had to (very quickly) pull this out of my ass. give him dog treats NOW
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hakurasakura · 1 year ago
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GOJO SATORU as 1989 (TAYLOR'S VERSION) "Hi! My name is Gojō Satoru and I was born in 1989!"
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lazyrainwing27 · 1 month ago
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thought they'd be a silly trio to draw despite the fact none of them ever meet in the mainline games except in idw maybe also bc it's heroes' 21st anniversary of existing :D
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avoidmint · 7 months ago
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Happy Birthday to the bastard man (affectionate) who got me into this fandom!
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songofopal · 1 year ago
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Happy birthday to my bby gorl infinite but since I don’t have my iPad near by I’ve decided to give some little fun headcannons that probably won’t make sense but it makes sense to us
Loves Rubix cubes
Can’t cook to save his life
A big mommas boy
He screams favorite dessert is jello
Probably knows multiple languages
Coffee addict
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otterlykath · 9 months ago
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{ 14 . 05 . 24 } — It's his day! 🎂
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totally-not-spani · 3 months ago
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no you cannot escape the sillyness
a sketchy gift for @sillyqueerthing 's birthday :3
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toonabby · 11 months ago
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Happy (late) 35th birthday, Kana Hanazawa!
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Characters not pictured:
Mato Kuroi, Black Rock Shooter, and Insane Black Rock Shooter (Xanthe Huynh) from Ordet's Black Rock Shooter
Roka Shibasaki (Bryn Apprill)* from D-Frag!
Akane Sakurada (Bryn Apprill)* from Castle Town Dandelion
Sonoko Nogi (Christine Marie Cabanos)* from the Yuki Yuna is a Hero series
* = shared roles
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