#event: frank's birthday

[xmollyweasleyx]

where: three broomsticks / frank's birthday. who: open.

Molly and Arthur were actually able to find a sitter for the three boys -- how she will never know but it was a night for frivolity, good friends, good drinks, food and laughter. Frank was getting another year older. The uncertain times in which they were living gave celebrating birthdays a whole new meaning whether anyone truly thought about it or not. Molly thought about it. Being born and being alive were both incredible feats and should be celebrated!

As she stepped into the Three Broomsticks there were already plenty of people there -- who didn't love Frank? With having to wrangle the kids, she and Arthur were a little later than the majority but that was usually the case. At any rate, Molly gave Arthur a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you on the dance floor," she smiled. The couple didn't need to be together all night. In fact, they preferred to spend time with as many people as they could so they were able to talk about them once they got home. It was a little game they played.

Molly made her way to the bar. "A mug of your finest -- your finest whatever. I don't have kids tonight so I want something strong!"

[xremus-lupinx]

Seeing Frank’s large smile and welcoming — as always — nature, Remus couldn’t have felt more warm. Though the alcohol helped. He wasn’t a huge drinker anymore but loved the feeling of release that came along with it. He felt like he could breathe for a second rather than being so tightly wound up. Of course his friends also helped with that. Frank plus alcohol plus friends equaled just what the healer ordered.

“So many people should be here! It would be ludicrous if there weren’t!” Remus using a big word even while under the influence. “You’re worth it, Frank Longbottom and don’t you forget it!” Remus stood there for a moment taking it all in.

“Yes,” he laughed, “I have already begun to party. Is that such a bad thing?” He attempted to wink but it was something he couldn’t do sober let alone while drinking. “Let’s give us another hug,” he went in for another.

It all started with James, the boy had always hung around and somewhat looked up to Frank and he'd certainly taken to being a brotherly figure to him. Soon enough his whole group of friends joined in and the wizard had always opened up his door for them. Alice complained about it a lot, especially when the boys showed up unannounced at late hours on week days, but Frank actually enjoyed having them around. Remus seemed to be the most centered one of the group and he was terribly kind and committed to saving their world just as much as they all were. He was happy to have them in his life and felt absolutely grateful that they'd shown up tonight to celebrate with him.

He embraced the younger wizard, a tight squeeze to show his appreciation before letting go, a wide smile on his lips. "It's still so great to see so many people here, glad to have you too Remus." Frank offered, gesturing the barmaid to get him a drink. "Seems like you've already began to party, how are things going my friend?"

[scamanderishredmayniac]

Salamanders and Suitcases prompt challenge for Newt’s birthday event 2024: Day 1 - Far Off Countries!

Before I my caption properly little message. Please ignore the wonky writing. I don’t know why that didn’t come out straight, procreate went crazy when I copied and pasted a long piece of text from a word document app. I think it broke procreate, anyway it messed up big time. So please just ignore that and pretend it’s straight. If anyone knows how to fix that mess, then please let me know. All I wanted to do was add text to my picture. Honestly technology can be stupid some times, even if I do love it at other times.

Onto the picture then. Ok I initially started this years ago, maybe 2017? 2018? I can’t remember, think it was before I’d seen Crimes of Grindelwald anyway. I was inspired by some fan art I think it was MuggleNet who had posted them and I think I’d seen them there first; of an idea that what if Harry and Co had instagram? The illustrations were beautiful, and the captions were fun. So of course it was only natural that when I first saw Fantastic Beasts, I wanted to try one for Newt. But the thing with FB is that it doesn’t take place in school, so I couldn’t do a fun scene like the original illustrator who I’d been inspired by, I had to come up with something else; so I thought I’d do one with Newt and Frank instead. I don’t know why I thought of that, I was just stuck for ideas, and I just went with the first thing that came into my head. The instagram icons are the old version, because in the picture that I’d seen, they’d done the older version of instagram and I thought yeah why not? So there you have it.

Anyway it had been sitting in my drafts for years, I’d started it but got side tracked with other new projects and ideas so it just got buried and, I just couldn’t get back into it. But I decided I needed a kick in the backside to finish this, so I thought I’d enter it for this years Fantastic Beasts event that took place for Newt’s birthday instead. The event can be found on @salamandersandsuitcases profile.

For this prompt the word was Far Off Countries, so I thought it would actually be quite appropriate. Although essentially I had a different idea, but decided it was too difficult and would take too long to start from scratch, since I felt like I needed at least one piece of work up at least. And since I had this one half done, I thought it best to just go with it, besides I needed that kick up the backside to complete it, otherwise it could have been sitting there for another 100 years.

I hope you like it!! I’m actually quite pleased with it considering the colour palette got messed up because I selected comic strip, when selecting the canvas. Which apparently has a lighter colour palette than all the other ones. Well I didn’t know that till it was too late. Not to mention the wonky writing at the bottom. But I like it all the same. I hope you do too. Don’t forget to click that heart and reblog!

[xgeorgetteollivanderx]

where: outside three broomsticks / frank’s birthday. who: open.

Georgette had somehow been invited to Frank Longbottom’a surprise birthday party. Parties weren’t her scene and she had no intention of going but at the last minute she decided to stop in. Curiosity had gotten the best of her. But when she walked in the place was jam-packed.

Anxiety crept into Georgette’s skin. Before going all the way in, she stayed outside. She pulled out a cigarette and leaned against the wall, hearing the door and noise close behind her.

“What was I thinking coming here?” She asked out loud not realizing she wasn’t alone.

[apollinebeausejour]

Attending Frank's Surprising Birthday Party: escorted by @etiennexdelacour.

[xremus-lupinx]

"Oh, I've been here," Remus said above the noise of the crowd. "It must have been you that I've been missing," Remus smiled warmly, firewhiskey in his veins. "Well, I am still friends with certain guys so trouble does tend to follow at least a tad. But I'm doing my best." He looked around to see if he could find James, Sirius or Peter but they must have been in the center of a circle somewhere.

As a younger boy the marauders truly were terrors. They didn't care who they played pranks on or how they acted. They absolutely were fun-loving and did care about others but they liked to have fun. While Remus was part of the group he was definitely the brains but that didn't mean he didn't get into trouble as well. Apparently Rosmerta remembered them ..."fondly".

"I like to think I've grown up some but I'll always be a boy at heart. Is that really such a bad thing?" The tipsy Remus asked.

Starter for Remus Lupin & Rosmerta Abbott ( @xremus-lupinx )

Remus Lupin. One of the four young guys that had caused quite some trouble when Rosmerta had started working at the Three Broomsticks years ago. Although she knew that it was mostly Black and Potter who were causing the trouble mostly. Lupin seemed to be the responsible one out of the four. She placed the drink in front of him that he had ordered and looked at him. “It must have been quite some time since I saw you last here in Hogsmeade. I hope you’ve been staying out of trouble since leaving Hogwarts.”

[iceunhie]

indirect kiss moments !

summary: you drink from their cup on accident = the realization that you may or may not have shared an indirect kiss. how do they feel about that? too flustered beyond belief, it seems....

featuring: part one (here) - kazuha, wanderer | part two - albedo, neuvillette, alhaitham

notes: not exactly established relationship, crush crush hehe, fluffy, my two anemo faves in one post.... loud gasp effect in the background (pls don't perceive this as my betrayal to the other anemos they'll have their turn soon i promise 🫡)

WANDERER — (in/ex)ternally flustered as fuck + has stopped working

wanderer doesn't think he has a heart, but the way the void in his chest thumps for but a flicker of a moment proves him quite wrong.

why, you ask? it's all because of you.

he resists the urge to snap, terribly so, but out of being flustered more than anything, not irritation. because there is absolutely no way for him to properly process these turn of events with even a hint of rationality. you seem to be promptly ignorant of the whirring of thoughts in his mechanical head. ignorant of his rather foolish situation of going irrational and borderline idiotic.

all because of a damn indirect kiss.

his eyes lift from where he's burning holes onto the cup you're holding—his cup, he corrects, and lingers embarrassingly long (too long) on your lips. he tries not to fight the way heat creeps up his skin, synthetic yet all too real (perhaps like his own, untouched feelings); he thinks he might be red in the face. horribly red, thinking that oh no, he’s faced with the egregious notion that he may be too (very) obvious with how his reaction to your simple action betrays his secret fondness for your existence. most troubling.

it's fine, he tries to rationalize, he's got to relax. it was but a sip of tea. tea he so carefully procured and offered with much reluctance that was more feigned than anything else. tea he only drank because he heard in passing about your preference for it, very, very sweet tea he wouldn't normally drink, he notes with faint distaste—the things he lets you get away with—

….and then you lick your lips to savor the taste.

if the traveler hadn't showed him a taste of an almost death, then he thinks this might just be how he falls.

[ spoiler alert: he ends up hastily getting up to leave after pouring you another refill, muttering curses that would certainly alarm the average civilian. fast as light; if only to hide the utter mess that was his face. red, breathless (even though he doesn't need to breathe) and disgustingly, horribly flustered.

you’d better do your best to calm his self-imposed brooding— he isn't going to tell you anything about what exactly made him fluster this much. best of luck. ]

KAZUHA — flustered, but smiling like a lovesick fool (wants to write endless haikus about this)

kazuha is drunk, both in love and on the sake that burns his throat in a pleasant blend of sweet and strong.

it all started with your request to drink from his cup. you ordered a different drink from him while the crew of the crux were celebrating beidou’s birthday. even now, the sound of laughter and drunken slurring fills the night, a slow and, if he has to be frank, tone-deaf melody of a simple happy birthday echoing in the air. of course, being as drunk in love (beidou’s words) as he is, kazuha didn't even hesitate at all to give you a sip.

…and it just so happens that you managed to drink at the exact place he drank from earlier.

small mercies come in the form of playing off the intense blush of his face and chalking it up to the effects of the wine and sake. kazuha isn't one to be flustered easily, but he must admit this one elicited no light reaction from him, no matter how much he may downplay its impact.

perhaps it was delusional, but was there not a tradition about drinking from each other's cups like this that could symbolize marriage….?

oh dear, the alcohol was getting to him, and fast.

[ spoiler alert: the next day, when you wake up with a sore headache and an achy body and an extremely clingy kazuha, try not to be confused when he mentions something like kissing you in the haze of his sleep.

the following week will also make you subject to two things: 1) an increasingly clingy kazuha (see above), and 2) dozens upon dozens of haikus left at your home, along with silkflowers of innumerable count you’d think he'd plucked the entire lot of them. you never did know why kazuha had become even sweeter (was that even possible...?) all of a sudden. ]

[९] 2024 © iceunhie :: do not copy or use my works.

[yvesstar]

FORGOTTEN PROMISES ; P.SH

starring: park sunghoon x fem reader

sypnosis: When Sunghoon, your loving bf who started being distant and more cold towards you, it leads to a bunch of empty promises and a lot of lip service. Eventually, you reached your breaking point. Will things between you and Sunghoon get better?

author’s note: this is my first post !! please lmk how it is. + i don’t like how the ending is but oh well :”

Y/n has always been surrounded by people who never cared about her since a young age. A lot of her important events were missed by her parents and her friends never really cared about it either. From graduations to competitions to birthdays, no one ever showed up. Yet for some reason, when she started dating Park Sunghoon; a guy who finally made her feel important, she couldn’t help but have some sort of expectation when it came to her special events.

The clock was ticking, as you sat down on your plush sofa, all dolled up. He had promised to take you out for your birthday since he had been quite busy with work a bit distant from your. You sighed out of frustration, phone in your hand as you scrolled mindlessly. Your mind began to ponder.. “What if he’s tired of me?” you thought to yourself.

You contemplated it for awhile, your world going silent before snapping out of it. “No, no, that’s nonsense.. he’d tell me if it were so..” you thought, trying to make yourself feel better.

Now, it had been 2 hours since you had finished getting ready and it was getting late. Your heart was getting heavier and you couldn’t help but feel sad. You didn’t even want a big celebration or anything, just a simple “happy birthday” from him would be good enough; but you haven’t even seen him the whole day.

You sighed as you texted him in hopes that he would at least tell you where he was.

“hoon are you almost home?”

“hello?”

“hoon??”

You had texted him multiple times but to no avail. The time was now 11.50 pm, feeling defeated you got up to remove your makeup and clothes. You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at yourself. You had put so much of time into getting ready, to look pretty to go out with your beloved boyfriend but instead you got stood up.

Staring at yourself, you felt like the biggest fool in the world. “It’s stupid how I actually thought he’d show up.. haha, what the fuck am I even thinking? Why would anyone care about me?” you exclaimed, tearing up as you did. “God, this is so stupid!” you huffed out, practically crying.

“Y/n baby? Is that you?” a voice called out from the living room. You groaned. Of course Sunghoon had to come home the exact moment when you were breaking down. You quickly replied, hoping that he didn’t hear your original discourse with yourself. “Yeah Hoon, I’m in the bathroom” you said, trying to make your voice stable. You quickly finished taking your makeup and clothes off and hurried out.

The moment he locked eyes with your slightly red and puffy eyes, he knew something was wrong. But he couldn’t put his finger on it.. “Is everything okay my love?” he asked softly, as he put down his coat and leaned on the sofa. “Yeah, great” you answered coldly. He furrowed his brows, tilting his head. “What’s up with the tone y/n? I come back after a long day of work and you’re giving me attitude?” he said, his tone slightly stern.

You froze. Not sure if it was out of anger or sadness, but something inside you twitched. “What the fuck? Attitude? Are you joking Sunghoon?” you exclaimed, getting frustrated. He looked taken aback, not sure what exactly triggered you. He was about to say something but you cut him off. “I’ve been waiting for you since 4 hours ago! You promised to take me out and I’ve been waiting for you like an idiot! To be quite frank, I’m so fucking sick of it!” you ranted, you stopped for a breather and continued.

“I don’t expect much when it comes to things like this, but you promised! I just wanted a simple “Happy Birthday” from you.. is it that hard?” she lamented, tears threatening to spill. Sunghoon’s face contorted into one of guilt as it finally hits him. He missed your birthday. He immediately stood up to get closer to you, his hands reaching to hold yours. “Baby, I’m sorry.. I.. I was busy with work and I just didn’t have the time to reply..” he said, his head hanging low. “I.. I should have just taken the day off, I’m sorry”.

You were already in tears, your voice shaky as you said “I know.. but you’ve been so distant.. I.. I thought you didn’t like me anymore or—“ He cut you off, his expression and tone concerned. “Not like you anymore? Don’t ever say that nonsense.” He said as he guided you to the sofa to sit down. He put his hands up to your face, caressing it as his thumbs wiped off your tears. “Y/n, baby, listen.” He said as his eyes locked with yours. “I will, never ever, fall out of love with you. Never okay? I love you so much, that I’m willing to bend the universe for you.. So don’t ever doubt our relationship.. I feel awful my love, will you allow me to make it up to you?” He asked, his gaze soft and loving.

“I.. I know it’s a lot to ask.. but please, I want to make things better. I promise that I’ll change..” he added softly. You felt conflicted, what if it was another empty promise? He noticed the conflict in your eyes and assured you “Please y/n.. Trust me, I really mean it this time.” You blinked slowly and nodded. “Okay.. I.. I forgive you” you said softly. He was ecstatic, pulling you into a tight embrace as he muttered a thousand thank you’s and peppered your face in kisses. “You won’t regret this, I swear” he said in between kisses. You burst into a fit of giggles, finding his behaviour cute.

That whole night, he showered you with kisses and words of affirmations. From then on, he did his best to make you feel loved and wanted, never wanting to hurt you ever again.

© yvesstar— do not copy, steal or repost my work without permission

[etiennexdelacour]

Amelia was lovely. She always had been. He had never had bad run in with her. They seemed to click so well. It was something Ètienne appreciated among other things. He was proud to call her a friend even if they didn’t know each other as well as he would like. They had great potential and Ètienne was usually right about who he could put in his circle.

Her excitement for his engagement was honest and genuine. He could feel it. In no way did he want to make the night about himself but he had to share it with someone and Amelia was better than anyone. “I would love to introduce you. She’s absolutely fantastic and beautiful to boot.” A wide smile crossed his lips. “I can’t get enough of her.” Apolline’s mind and body were a beautiful combination. Something unseen in many.

“Ask Ros for some French wine. She’ll know who it’s for.”

"Absolutely, it's much more significant when it's not just a party for the sake of a party." Amelia nods in agreement. She was in no way a prude and knew perfectly well how to let loose and have fun when the time called for it, but Amelia had never been much of a party type unless it was for a specific occasion. Instead, she preferred much smaller gatherings. "Frank is a gem, he would be delighted to meet you, I am sure of it."

Amelia grinned, genuinely delighted to see how happy Étienne was with his engagement. In a world that could truly be awful at times, she believed that everyone deserved to find the things that made them happy and should hold on to them for dear life. "I truly am happy for you, Étienne. Sometimes a sudden surprise is the right thing and it sounds like it is in this case. You'll have to introduce me when you get the chance." She nods, flagging down the nearest bartender. "What would you like? It's on me of course."

[simpingforheros]

Gifted With Love~

Pairing: Jason Todd X Female! Reader

Summary: When a close friend of the Titans turns 21 years old, Dick decides to leave a special present for her.

Warnings: CROPPED TOP JASON wrapped with a bow~💕, Smutty implications, technically kidnapping, bondage, and awkward love confessions.

Author’s Note: Hello, it’s me. I have a pile of toxic Jason fanfics until @jjenthusee blessed me by tagging me in this work of art, so I had to write about it. I didn’t write smut this time because I didn’t know how they would feel about it but let me know if this is good.

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Everyone has their own definition of a perfect birthday.

For some it’s traveling off to exciting vacations to tropical getaways, or spoiling themselves with luxurious dinners with loved ones. Others may even throw a larger than life birthday bash.

Those would be what Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson’s definition of a perfect birthday event instead of the horrifying words his beloved friend just spoke to him.

“I don’t really need anything.” The woman says nonchalantly as she finishes filing her field mission report. Her eyes to focused on the monitors to notice Dick frowning.

This weekend was (Y/N)’s birthday, and for the 7th year in a row, the young hero tells him the same thing she always asked for her birthday, Nothing.

“Not even a small get-together with us?” Dick whines as he tries to lean against her desk to get her attention. “It’s not everyday someone turns 21 years old. I’ll even buy you your first legal drink!”

Her chuckles fills the awkwardness in her body as she shakes her head. “Nah, I rather be spend the night alone with Frank.”

Dick practically couldn’t hold his head up after the massive eye roll he gave her at the mention of the stupid cat. He still hadn’t forgiven it for scratching up his favorite costume.

“There has to be something that’ll get you to change your mind…” As his incessant whining gets interrupted by a pinging on her computer.

*Transmission From Red Hood incoming*

A fluttering look of softness passed through her eyes before she accepts the transmission eagerly.

“Titan’s Tower to Red Hood, do you copy?” Her voice professional as she was still clicking on the keyboard.

“Hey, Princess,” Jason purrs out causally causing a small smile to appear on her face. “I got some leads on that case you were looking into. Apparently some of the goons on Black Mask’s gang used to know where some Brother Blood bases are. I’m sending you the details right now along with our wedding planning info.”

(Y/N) rolls her eyes at his joke at the end, but giggles as the familiar warm feeling floods her face. “Okay, Big Guy, I’ll take a look and send you flower arrangements.” She jokes.

Jason’s chuckle causes her smile to widen as they end their call. The reality of her surroundings kick in as her eyes meet Dick’s all knowing smirk, much to her misery.

(Y/N) joined the Teen Titans when she was 14 and fresh out of the hell that created her origin story. She took some time to get comfortable with everyone, but her favorite people have always been Dick and Jason. Her and Dick had a strong sibling bond while her and Jason just had a strong friendship. That may have formed into an unrequited, unlabeled flirtatious situation ship that the pair have been dancing around since Jason returned as the Red Hood.

“I-!” Before Dick could begin with his interrogation, the hero jumps from her seat as she mumbles.

“Well, I better go investigate these leads before the trail gets cold. See ya, Nightwing!” She chirps as she flees from him.

A wicked smirk appears on his face as he realizes what would make this birthday perfect.

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(Y/N) sighs as she finishes walking up her fifth flight of stairs with her arms filled with her birthday takeout.

Her civilian job practically wore her down mentally and physically this week with impending deadlines and mounting additions to her workload. Her Hero life has been surprisingly quiet other than the occasional teasing remark from Dick whenever Jason was brought up in conversation. Thank God Jason wasn’t a Titan.

As she unlocks the door after maneuvering for a moment, she coos out for her beloved elderly cat with a

“Frankie~, mama’s home with our favorite take out.” She says as she places the stuff on the counter. Her eyebrows frown together once she sees that all the lights in her home were on despite her remembering to turning them off.

“Frank?” She calls out to her cat as she realizes he has trotted into the room with a cry. She walks around the counter as she finally looks to the floor to find….a ribbon??

A soft baby pink ribbon was placed on the floor of her apartment. Her eyes followed one direction towards her dining table to see an extravagant display on the table. A heart shaped birthday cake stood proudly with a bunch of little gift bags. The offending ribbon stood out proudly on top of a bottle of whiskey that she suspiciously knows is Jason’s favorite.

“Did Jason do this?” She asked herself as she picks up the bottle. A glittery pink care taped to the front causes immediate doubt to her mind as she opens the card.

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY, (Y/N)

FOLLOW THE RIBBON AND FIND YOUR GIFT WRAPPED WITH LOVE FROM ME!

YOUR FAVORITE TITAN

-DICKIE :)

p.s. I took Frank to my apartment so you can enjoy your ‘gift’ <3 ;)

“So that’s where my cat is…” She says with a giggle. As much as she hated that Dick broke in to do all this, she was honestly expecting something worst. At least she can recognize that some of the gifts were from other titans and friends. She quickly sees a familiar brown wrapping paper with a flower pressed into the fold of it.

A bright smile presses into her face as she picks up the gift knowing it was probably a book that Jason picked out for her.

The other gifts can wait a little bit.

Picking up the whiskey and her book, she begins to walk to her bedroom where she notices that the ribbon leads to her destination. Her exhausted sigh fills the air as she begins to wonder what mess Dick left in her sanctuary.

Glitter bomb? Nah she hates that she already had to clean up the glitter he already left. A huge ass bear? Nope, she’s too old for that, but doesn’t put it past him to do that.

As she got closer to the door, a creak can be heard along with a sound of a struggle. Her eye brow quirks as she opens the door not expecting what she finds.

There in the middle of her bedroom was Jason. Tied to a chair with rope and pink ribbons. In his Red Hood costume or what was supposed to be. The glaring difference was the now cropped combat shirt and his cargo pants unzipped with a red ribbon acting as the belt holding his pants together. His holsters were empty and fastened tightly to emphasize the bulging muscles of his thighs. There was three more bows on him that almost made her fragile state break.

One red ribbon wrapped around each bicep, practically struggling against his flexing muscles. And the other was a thick pink ribbon that was loosely tied around his neck and led directly to the ribbon that brought her here.

Her moment of shock finally breaks when Jason whistles at her to get her attention.

“Princess, I need some help here.” He groans as he struggles against his binds. Her body immediately goes into motion as she sets the bottle and gifts to the ground to help him.

“Jay, what happened?” She asks as she helps him out of the chair after undoing the rope. Her eyes almost bulged out of her skull when the fabric of his cargo pants falls a little to tease the tempting V shaped Adonis belt hidden only by the will of the ribbon.

“Dick invited me over to discuss an idea for a birthday party and then Him and Roy ganged up on me and I ended up here.” He explains vaguely as he stretches his sore muscles.

The movement and winding of his muscles under the the altered costume made warmth fill her chest. His combat shirt was now cropped just below his pectoral muscles, showing off his abs. The ribbon on his left arm pops as he stretches his arm back which causes her to come back to earth again.

“I-I’m so sorry.” (Y/N) apologizes as she sits on the bed to sooth her beating heart. “Dick has been bothering me about what I wanted for my birthday and he wouldn’t take no for an answer…”

“So why did he think I would be a good present?” He says as he removes his mask and shows her the smirk on his face.

Shock filled her face as she looks up at him. His broad shoulders filled her vision as he now stands between her legs. The smell of his cologne filled her senses as he reaches over the bed to grab the wrapped present from where it laid. He places it in her hands as his other hand moves to push the hair out of her face.

With a soft peck on her forehead, he whispers,

“Happy Birthday. Time to open your present.”

Her trembling hands moved to open the present as he steps back to give her room, the whiskey bottle now in his hand. As the paper falls to the floor, her eyes soften as she sees what he given her.

A well worn copy of a Jane Austen book. His favorite book. The pages had color coded tabs that she can recall him placing them during their many missions or hangouts.

The table of contents in the front of the book made her heart skip a beat as Jason watches her through the lip of the bottle.

Yellow tabs - moments that remind me of her

Blue tabs - the same feelings I have while looking at her.

Purple tabs - Funny things I think she would like

Green tabs - moments I wanna recreate with her

Pink tabs- How I feel about (Y/N)

Her hands move to open the book to the one singular pink tab she can see through the sea of colored tabs. Her tears filled her vision as she reads the words colored in pink highlighter.

“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”

“Oh Jay…” She mutters as she looks up at him with a softened gaze, the hints of desire flickering in her eyes as she watches him return it.

“I would have given you a gift card, but i figured that would be too much.” Jason jokes as he finishes a shot of burning whiskey. A tug around his neck brings his eyes down the offending ribboned leash to her foot.

The tangled appendage tugs him to her. He follows her to her arms as she coils him into her embrace as she presses a kiss to his lips. The burning of the whiskey subsiding to sweetness of her lips before she pulls away just a breath from his own.

“I think it was perfect.” She whispers. “But…”

Jason gasps as she gently runs her finger tips down his exposed abdomen and down to the red ribbon holding his pants together. He clicked his tongue to his teeth as he asked,

“Aren’t you suppose to blow out your candle before you open presents?” He teases as his hand cups her face while the other grips her hip. Her smirk almost causes him to moan as the feeling of silk rubbing against his skin distracts him from the feeling of the heavy cargo pants felling slacked against his hips.

“I thought it was my birthday, Jason…” she teases back as she pulls him to her by his jacket. “And I wanna unwrap all my presents…”

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“YOU LITTLE BASTARD!” Dick curses as he tries to get his domino mask away from the tabby. The trained vigilante was no match to Frank as he dives under the heavy oak bed.

Dick tries to reach under the bed to catch the culprit who destroyed another one of his suits as his phone pings. To his annoyance, he calls over his shoulder.

“Kori! Can you help me get this stupid cat? And see who texted me?

“Coming!” The alien princess sings as she smiles at the message on her before it doubles as she see the message on Dick’s phone as well.

To: Dick

From: (Y/N) the Terror >:D

Thx for my birthday gifts. Do you mind keeping Frank until tomorrow? I got some plans today and I would appreciate it. Thank you!!

To: Kori

From: Red

Plan worked! Me and her are going on a late birthday date after last night. Thanks for making Dick think it was his idea.

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I hope you guys liked it and let me know if I should make a smut version of this one. Thanks again to @jjenthusee for the inspiration and I hope you enjoyed it.

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@simpingforheros Fanfic. I DO NOT WISH FOR ANY OF MY WORKS TO BE COPIED, STOLEN, OR REPOSTED ON OTHER ACCOUNTS OR WEBSITES WITHOUT CREDIT OR PERMISSION

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Good Omens graphic novel update: August 2024

This time last year, the Kickstarter was in full swing, what a journey it’s been since then! Colleen is still working hard to complete the graphic novel and we have some incredible pages to share with you.

There have been many merchandise updates in the past few months and whilst a number of backers told us they loved these, others wanted to hear more directly about the graphic novel itself. So, for this month we will focus 100% on Colleen’s work, and how the various editions of the book are coming along. Everything is shaping up rather nicely, if we do say so ourselves!

You may have seen some of the sneak peeks Colleen has posted recently, such as this wonderful scene between our heroes:

And our favourite angel and demon on the road.

Collen has recently shared a rare view from her drawing board with us. "Working on pages 75 pages apart at the same time" she explains. The joy for us is that these pages arrive similarly out of order, so the graphic novel is unfurling like a magnificent jigsaw.

The reversible alternative covers by Rachael Stott and Frank Quitely are coming together beautifully. Different vibes, both ‘heavenly’ and we’re delighted to share them with you:

Moving inside. Here's an introduction to your introduction: our favourites include: Dog: Satanical hellhound and cat-worrier. Everyone should have one!

With the pencils mapping out the story almost completely in place, here are some samples from across the book – don’t worry we’re not giving too much away. It is always interesting to see these images come in, then watch them evolve over time

As we enter the latter stages of inking and colouring, we're also getting glorious new artwork by the bucketload. Colleen has been working diligently and it’s simply wonderful to see the story coming to life so vibrantly.

We shared this a few updates ago in its inked form. Now here it is in full glass-shattering colour.

A jaunty moustache and some 'definitely not-bad-news' being delivered in the middle of a birthday party.

A prior inked piece we shared before. Crowley venting his frustrations, oh so subtly.

And here's a closer look at some of the Horsemen in situ.

...of course you must also have some snippets of Aziraphale and Crowley having a fine time with books and wine.

And this rather lovely panel ends the previews of our main duo for this update.

But one final thing before we leave our heroes for this month... feast your eyes on this absolutely gorgeous celestial piece.

And now to the admin.

If you have a query, please check the Good Omens graphic novel FAQ page at terrypratchett.com. Some key recurring questions:

The Good Omens graphic novel was listed to publish in July 2024 - why have I not received it? We shared an update on April 16th 2024 introducing the new timeline and full context on why dates had to be moved. You can read that here. We appreciate that some didn't catch the timeline update and had been expecting items to arrive across July and August - the graphic novel and surrounding items are due to arrive in Spring 2025 to align with the new publication date. Thank you for your patience. We promise that it will be worth the wait!  

I've been in touch with a query about my pledge but have not heard back - what should I do? We have been dealing with a significantly increased number of messages recently and our team are working through them as best we can. If you have messaged over a week ago and are yet to hear back, please get in touch again, either via the message thread on Kickstarter or your previous email chain. Rest assured, we are reading and working through all messages as quickly as we can and appreciate your patience.

If your question is not answered in the FAQ, please don't hesitate to contact us and we can get back to you as soon as possible.

Events

We announced in our June update that Crowley's S2 Bentley would be appearing at ACME Comic Con in Glasgow. Unfortunately, our team will no longer be attending, so the Bentley will not appear at this event. We wanted to let you know as soon as possible in case you have booked tickets expressly to see it, or to meet the Good Omens HQ team. Maggie Service is also no longer attending the event, however Quelin Sepulveda, our beloved Muriel, is still appearing on the Saturday, and there are many filming locations around the central belt of Scotland if you are visiting, so you can still make your trip a little more ineffable. We apologise for any disruption to your plans.

Colleen has also had to cancel her appearance at the upcoming DragonCon, as she explains here.

[etiennexdelacour]

The party was in full swing. How Ètienne was deep in thought was in question considering the loud noise and frivolity going on around him. It may have had something to do with realizing missing his friends and family. They would certainly bring a dash of excitement to the get together. He smiled at the thought of it. He would see them again soon he was sure. But he was still enjoying seeing all the happiness surrounding him.

"Yes, French wine please," he replied. "Next time maybe you can convince me to get some whiskey. I'm sure it's something I would like but for now I'm sticking with wine," he winked at her.

Ètienne had been in London for seven years -- well, going between France and England for seven years -- but he always missed his home country. He wouldn't be normal if he didn't. "This party makes me wish my friends could join the bunch. A good wine in their name is definitely in order," he smirked with an echo of joy that surrounded them.

It took a moment before Ros fully realised the question that had been asked to her. She then quickly pasted the smile on her lips that was reserved for her customers. A French accent had sounded in the voice from the man in front of her. He was definitely not from around here and she had also never seen him before.

“French wine you say? I do think we have some, yes, but I would have to check for you,” Ros let him know as she motioned towards the bar. She moved in that direction so she could indeed search for him if they had it. “But now that you are in Scotland, don’t you want to try anything else? The whiskey here is pretty good.” She found the bottle of wine that she had been searching for and placed it on top of the tap, turning the bottle so that the label was facing the man. “Or are you missing France already, that you are in need of the wine?”

[multi-bookworm]

The Heroes of Olympus gang in stardew valley

Frank: greets everyone before doing anything else, likes farming crops and always gifts townsfolk on their birthday. Gets strangely stressed when a festival or event in the game is coming up and tries to prepare the best he can. When he finds out Shane's story he gives him his favourite food every day and accidentally almost ends up marrying him.

Percy: the fisher, absolutely a god a fishing within the first 8 days of spring year 1 he has level 10 fishing. NEVER makes it home each night - at 2am he ain't even moved from the beach. If percy gets a good treasure from fishing he gifts it to annabeth.

Leo: he's a miner. Shocking right? Loves hack and slash games so the mines are his favourite place, also lives for the soundtrack in the mines (don't we all). Gives flowers to all the girls in the game. Goes to Jojo market just to give the manger terrible gifts that he knows he hates.

Annabeth: great at gathering resources like... insanely good, somehow there's another 300 wood in the chest, how did she get 2 diamonds? Where's all these worm bins, furnaces, iridium sprinklers, preserver jars, and cheese makers coming from?? Insane at the community centre tasks. Makes it her goal to complete it in year 1. Focuses on house upgrades and always has the best quality food.

Piper: likes fishing a lot, her and percy grind in the fishing department.

Jason: with Leo in the mines. Really likes Abigale and gives her gifts every day.

Hazel: with Leo and Jason in the mines, a sucker for hack n slash and loves finding precious stones and gems. Gives them to Frank bc she's a sweety.

Nico: adventuring. The first to discover everything in the game, gets every cutscene first. Fixes all the bridges just to further adventure. On rainy days however he likes to fish and always has the strangest luck with catches that pisses Percy off.

Will: loves caring for all the animals, pats them every day, waters the plants every day. Will is quite diverse he likes to cover all bases of the game quite equally tho finds out he's not very good at the mines and after dying once always carries an excessive amount of food with him everywhere out of fear. Always stops to chat with each villager, curious about their stories.

Reyna: at equal ground with mines and fishing. Loves them both passionately, and gets really hyped in the mines, yet contrastingly later she could be so calm and mellow fishing at the beach with percy and piper. Simp for Penny, thinks Alex is hot.

Grover: the forager and farmer, loves the nature aspect of it, goes to Calico desert with Nico sometimes just because it excites him the exoticism of it. When a train goes past will literally drop everything to go there. Simp for Leah.

[etiennexdelacour]

The past few weeks had been a whirlwind. When Ètienne went to visit Apolline the last thing he expected was to get engaged. If he hadn't gone to see how she was would the betrothal had happened? He supposed it would at some point since the parents seemed to have already been discussing it. They simply didn't want to lose the opportunity of the pair being in the same room together to make the announcement. From then Ètienne was lost in thought and emotion.

He had always loved Apolline but being told they were engaged opened the flood gates. The romantic side of him had come pouring out of him -- something he had never truly experienced. Something so real, he should admit. Apolline brought out a side of Ètienne he didn't know existed and he never wanted it to go away. That's why he took her to Nice -- just the two of them. But they had to come back to London at some point and a friend's party was something good to welcome them back.

After kissing her, Ètienne ran his fingers through her hair. She was perfect. He stole another peck on her cheek and squeezed her hand before walking in. He wanted her to know she was on her side no matter what -- and words weren't always necessary to get that point across.

Surprised by her wanting to get a table instead of mingle, Ètienne agreed. "Whatever you would like my dear. But I do hope to meet some of these people you have spoken so highly of. Let's not forget them, yes?"

Apolline could not express the feeling that she felt when she was with Ètienne, considering how much it grew over the last week, especially their time in Nice. He had her fully, there would be no going back, and she was eager to see where the future brought them. All the pain she had felt was nothing compared to the love she felt for him, and from him.

A blush dusted her cheeks the second his lips pressed against hers, indulging int he sweet kiss shared between them. She gives a small nod of her head, hands still resting on his chest. "It shall." Letting one hand drop to lacing their fingers together, leaning up to still a chaste kiss before pressing her free hand against the door to push it open.

Her eyes search the room, a few familiar faces, she still found herself drawing closer to his side. "Should we get a table and a drink?"

[solarflaresdaddyissues]

My SAMS/LAES/EAPS HEADCANNONS

(Some of these are a bit old and have been sitting in my notes, so I may to provide some context for them. Also, yes, they’re slightly long. I know. I think about this show to much)

Sun’s eyes are damaged and his vision appears much dimmer ever since the “nightmare” with the creator, though he hasn’t told Moon because he hadn’t at first due to the suddenness and didn’t want Moon to think he was just hiding it, so he thought it was too late to tell him anyways

Nexus has an applejack plush (Bought it to match the Applejack sticker he has with Solar back when he was New Moon)

Dark Sun likes humming nursery rhymes that he still remembers from the daycare

Ruin’s arms kept their glowing function from his old body

Taurus was almost completely oblivious to Lunar and Gemini’s courtship, but when Gemini was upfront about it, he was supportive and willing to help however he could

Frank being in the new dimension was partially the reason for Eclipse’s nightmare of being stuck in Sun’s head again. After that, Francis snuck into Eclipse’s lab when he was asleep to stay near him and give him positive dreams

The Gemini twins sometimes give Lunar little space rocks as gifts

Eclipse commonly forgets he’s not a part of Moon anymore and sometimes accidentally refers to himself as “Moon” or responds to it. Early Eclipse accidentally went into Moon’s room often instead of Sun’s because he got confused when he was posing as Sun (still has the memories of being Moon)

Nexus never takes Solar’s old goggles off. In turn, Solar has a box of Nexus’s old stuff that Sun gave to him

Sun, Solar, Monty, and Earth play Dress to Impress together in their spare time

Sven made gifts for all of the Celestial family and is saving them until he can find a special occasion to give them to them all (Christmas, a birthday, etc.). He’s having trouble with the dates because of the time differences between dimensions

Nebula is a lesbian and doesn’t know it

Dazzle likes to make drawings for Sun, who’ll hang them on the fridge. One time, Sun wasn’t there and she showed it to Moon first instead. Moon loved the drawing, but instead of hanging it on the fridge, chose to take a magnet and stick it on Sun’s face as soon as Sun got home as a harmless prank

Jack really likes crows and to chase them around, but they run and fly away from him because he’s too erratic and he looks like a scarecrow

Jack was skeptical of Jack O’ Lanterns and pumpkin carving at first because he’s based off a pumpkin, but Lunar and Dazzle managed to convince him it’s fine. Dazzle and Jack tried to carve each other, though Jack chose to stalk Sun for the rest of the day since Dazzle also added Sun on hers

Eclipse is claustrophobic because of the memories of being in Sun’s head

While Earth and Eclipse were at Walmart buying their puzzle, Earth chose to show and name off all the flowers they had there to Eclipse

After the events of Earth’s BETRAYAL! in VRChat (clickbait title for anyone who didn’t yet watch it, I swear), Taurus began to become more comfortable with Earth. Earth took this opportunity to teach Taurus more of the English languages, including sign language

Dark Sun doesn’t get offended by people portraying him with a tooth gap like Sun does

Ruin likes humming or singing to himself while he works, which helps as a stress reliever or a coping mechanism. However, while working for Dark Sun and Nexus, he wasn’t been allowed to do that and was more stressed than ever, which is why he seems so much more stoic when he worked for Nâo than working for Nexus

Eclipse and Sun are both scared of the dark, but pretend not to be

Sun can’t look at flames without seeing Nexus’s death flash in front of his eyes

Sun’s fire magic acts up when he has a nightmare about Nexus and he sometimes wakes up with flames around him or his bedding burnt

The reason that Taurus was initially more mad at Lunar than Gemini when they found out about Lunar’s little deal with Rez is because Lunar’s situation almost felt like when Cetus betrayed them too, which meant reliving losing his best friend

Ruin wears silk clothes. Due to this, he’s constantly slipping off stuff when he leans against something or sits down

Sun has accidentally called Moon or any of his other brothers “bro bro” before because Nexus kept saying it in his dreams

Eclipse’s rays are damaged after his whole thing with the Thanksgiving episode (being turned into the Dorito bag. There’s no way he didn’t damage himself during that)

Sun/Sollux (from What if Moon NEVER EXISTED?! In VRChat) still watches the SAMS and misses Moon

Old Lunar drew pictures of him and Bloodmoon together. The pictures were destroyed in the explosion from Bloodmoon and Ruin Show 

Solar can sometimes catch glimpses of the dead ever since coming back from the dead himself. This is how he so easily contacted the ghost that pestered Sun and Moon

Eclipse V4 can’t remember the majority of the Eclipse and Lunar Show show, neither could V3, which is the reason he’s so different than V1 was.

Eclipse V2 still had the save files from Lunar’s alchemist game after Eclipse and Lunar Show. They were destroyed in the bunkers explosion 

Lord Eclipse and Moon both got distracted by Lord Eclipse twirling his Star around out of boredom when they first met

Eclipse and Lunar sometimes go back to rewatch Eclipse and Lunar Show episodes, separately trying to remember the good parts so they can get over their hatred of each other or thinking of what they could have done differently

The real reason that Moon is decommissioning his computer that predicts different outcomes is because of Solar catching him on that one What if him and Monty were dating video

Moon told Sun to ask Atlas was his favorite sandwich is so he could make it for him in return for getting them out of their little vacation fiasco and when Sun asked, Atlas was confused by the prospect of a sandwich. When Moon found out he’d never had one before, he made Atlas an entire stack of different kinds of sandwiches and sent them with Sun

[mattsunsdollie]

Fantasize

Juan Soto x Fem!Reader

Description: Everyone says distance makes the heart grow fonder. What if the distance is just a few feet from your ex?

MDNI

SMUT 18+

After the split between you and Juan, you made it a point to say yes to every invite or outing. Your friend was promoting a shitty club? You were going. Your cousins girlfriend was hosting a birthday brunch? You were going. Even if you didn’t know anyone attending the events, you were going out. Which is why you were currently at this club, your friend bringing you along with her boyfriend and his friend.

Of course your friend tried to act like it was a date to get you out there but you made it clear you were just out to have fun and he agreed he was also. He was sweet, buying the drinks and complimenting you here and there. To anyone else, they would’ve thought he was a catch. To be frank, he probably was, but he wasn’t Juan. As he leaned in to continue the small talk you couldn’t help but wish he was Juan instead.

Although the split was deemed mutual after a long discussion, deep down you didn’t want to break up. However you two were still cordial, well as cordial as exes can be. Occasionally he would react or reply to one of your instagram stories. You found yourself in a routine, you would reread old messages, go through pictures and even stalk his instagram to see if he followed a new woman. When people said distance makes the heart grow fonder you thought it only applied to long distance relationship’s. But, not waking up with Juan everyday, talking at all and even doing boring chores with him made you realize just how much you still wanted him.

Sudden chanting and cheering in an already loud club brought you out of your day dream. Looking around to see if someone bought an expensive bottle, you see him. There he is, Juan, with some other Yankee players not too far behind him. He towers over the crowd, looking bigger than the last time you saw him. There is brief eye contact, and he smiles until it quickly drops when he see’s the man leaning in next to you. You realize how it looks, he probably thinks you’ve already moved on, which couldn’t be more far from the truth.

You want to scream and tell him it isn’t what it seems but he’s already moving through the crowd. The DJ makes his announcement and points them to their section, which is ironically next to yours. You quickly down the last bit of your mixed drink, and because your company is a gentleman he notices. He quickly takes the cup from your hand and leans in impossibly closer telling you he’ll get you another. You simply nod, and it’s quite obvious to everyone else you’re no longer enjoying the night.

Your friend quickly picks up on your clues and she points at the bar. Looking in the direction she pointed at you realize Juan and your friend of the night are right next to each other. You want to explode, hoping Juan doesn’t cause a scene or say anything to the other man. He doesn’t even realize he’s next to your ex while he’s turning around smiling and winking at you. You weakly smile back and turn back around.

When he finally returns back with a vodka red bull you politely scoot over, keeping a distance. He’s caught off guard by the sudden coldness, but decides to not push it. The small talk is awkward at this point, so when your friends drink is done you tell her you’ll get her another one.

Standing up you adjust your mini dress and make your way to the bar. You quickly order her a drink and a shot for yourself. Of course he’d be here tonight, the only night where you were “out” with another guy. Downing the shot and sucking the lime you look back to Juan’s section which was filled with his teammates and their girlfriends. Juan still wasn’t at his section, but that didn’t surprise you. He would always go around and thank people or just network. The bartender finally handed your friends drink to you and you hand him a cash tip.

As you look around the crowd you spot him, and neither of you break eye contact. He mouths for you to wait, so you do. You stand at the bar while he maneuvers through the bodies. The distance of only a few feet makes you miss him even more, months of not seeing each other finally led you to this moment. When you’re finally face to face it’s evident he isn’t happy, the usual wide smile not on his face.

“You know if you had a boyfriend you could’ve just told me” Juan says as leans on the bar, looking straight at you. “Not my boyfriend, just happened to tag along” you try to say nonchalantly. In reality, the close proximity is making your heart beat fast. “He sure as hell seems to like you, and the dress I picked” he quickly spits back.

You didn’t even realize the dress you were wearing was one Juan hand picked and bought for you. In fact it was one of his favorites, and anytime you wore it he was drooling over you. His remark left you speechless, and then he’s saying another smart remake by saying “Look your boyfriend’s missing you” while motioning with his head in the direction of your section.

“He’s not my boyfriend, and he can like this dress all he wants. He knows he’s not the one taking it off” you reply sassily, completing turning to face him. Now Juan’s intrigued, stepping closer to you. You can really tell up close all those extra hours in the gym are paying off.

“Who is then?” He questions, and you can’t tell if he’s asking out of genuine curiosity or because he wants you. You look back at your section and see an obvious shift in the man’s demeanor, his back facing you and your friend giving you an awkward smile. Turning your head back to Juan you say “You know no one is”

“Well how would I know when you have Mr.doesn’t know what personal space is, glued next to you?” He says grabbing the drink out of your hand and placing it on the bar. You chuckle, it was true, he didn’t know what personal space was. His team mates begin to yell for him to come back and you simply just wave at them. “The boys saw you and all you did was wave? Come say hi” he says opening his palm for you to grab it. You do and he holds your hand, and he swears it’s just because you’re wearing heels and need support to walk in them. Secretly it was a force of habit, always wanting to touch you in some way.

The team welcomes you normally, and for a moment it feels as though everything is back to the way it used to be. Your snugged under Juan’s arm as the group makes jokes and laughs. Occasionally looking up at him, taking in the moment, wanting to live in it forever. With the drinks flowing Juan gets bolder, what started as an arm draped over you to now his large hand over your thigh.

His laugh filled the section as he clearly enjoyed himself. It reminded you of the days you two shared, and you weren’t sure if it was the previous drinks you had or your desperation but you whisper in his ear, lightly brushing his upper thigh with your palm. “I wanna go home Juan”

He nods, drinking the juice he used as chaser while ordering an uber. He doesn’t acknowledge that you said go home, like you used to say. You both say goodnight to the team and make your way outside to wait, the warm summer night hugs you as you wait. You lean the back of your head on Juan’s chest while his large hands rest on your stomach. To those passing by it looks like a regular couple. He leans his head and says “This dress is driving me crazy” while one hand goes down to play with the hem of the short dress

A low whine escapes from your chest as you push yourself more on Juan. “Behave, the uber’s almost here” He says, and you can feel exactly why he said behave. The erection in his jeans is prominent and poking your back, and he keeps you there to block the obvious tent.

Within a few minutes the car pulls up, and Juan opens the door for you, standing behind you as you bend into the vehicle. The drive was quiet, you were enjoying being in Juan’s embrace as he rubbed circles onto your knee. Your head on his chest as you closed your eyes. His cologne completely engulfing you, and it’s clear he still wears the one you bought him for your first christmas together.

Before you know it you’ve arrived to Juan’s building, the fancy modern exterior seemingly the same except for the new chandelier. You reminisce as you walk in the lobby, greeted by the same staff that used to greet you nightly. Everything seemed so normal, like it used to be.

Juan leads you into the elevator with a large hand on your lower back, and presses his floors number. The silence between you isn’t awkward, even though it should be. It feels as though months of not speaking hasn’t gone by.

The silver doors open and you remember exactly how to go to his apartment. The grey carpet is even the same, “It might be a little messy I’m sorry” he breaks the silence. You laugh “Have no one to clean up after you now huh?” He shakes his head as he unlocks and opens the door.

If he did he would’ve said so, and that gives you a good sign that he’s not seeing anyone either. His apartment looks stuck in time, the same way you left it that day. The decor pieces you picked out still hanging around the apartment, there were hints of you still lingering here.

“Not as messy as I assumed” you joke, taking a seat at the marble island. “Guess I’ve gotten better at cleaning up then” he replies leaning on the opposite side of you. And silence fills the huge room, he’s looking at you, and he puts on his face he makes when he’s thinking intently.

You decide to break the silence, “I’ve missed you, you know” He keeps eye contact, “Me too amor”. You lean on your palm, “Show me how much you missed me then” you tease. He walks around the island and turns your chair. Grabbing your hand he places it over his erection,”That shows you how much?”

You look up, looking him in the eyes then his lips. If there was anytime to be bold it was now, you extend your hand to the back of his neck and bring him to your face and close the gap. The kiss heats up quickly, letting his tongue explore your mouth almost immediately .

You taste the alcohol on his tongue, mixed with the strong cologne it leaves you dizzy and hungry for more. Your hands trail down his prominent chest, down to the erection that seemed to get harder from when you were at the club.

He groans when you finally place your palm over and begin to rub it slowly. You go to unbutton the jeans, not breaking the kiss. You pop the button out of the hole agonizingly slow, and begin to play with the zipper until you finally pull it all the way down. Grabbing the jeans you start to try to push them down.

His hand grabs your wrists, “Not fucking you here corazón”. You protest “Need it now, I don’t care if it’s here” fingers locked on the belt loops of his jeans. He’s stern though, refusing to fuck you in the kitchen. He picks you up, large hands grabbing your ass as he takes you to the familiar bedroom.

Hands perched on his chest you begin to kiss up and down his neck while he walks you over the bed. Pulling down the collar of his shirt you begin to suck a hickey on his collar bone. He was very strict on no marks on his neck or other places someone would see.

Your mini dress at this point is rolled up by your hips from the position Juan has you carried in. Once you’re content with the color of the hickey, you leave wet kisses all up and down his throat. His head is thrown back as he gives you more access. He’s standing at the edge of his bed at this point but refuses to put you down.

You make your way back up to his mouth and that’s what causes him to move you up and down. He pushes your clothed pussy over his erection. You lock your ankles that are straddling him, and begin grinding on him. You feel like a virgin getting turned on by the grinding alone.

He finally places you on the bed, “Turn around” he demands. You sit facing away from him, you feel his cold hands unzip the dress and pull it over you. You’re exposed, left in nothing but a pair of panties. You look back over your shoulder and see him just staring at you in awe.

His hand finds itself on your neck, pushing your head back so it’s on his chest. He leans down and kisses you while the other hand plays with your nipple. He kisses your shoulders and uses both hands to squeeze and play with your boobs and nipples, occasionally pulling and twisting them.

Your panties are bound to have a wet spot as you roll your hips on nothing as he continues to play with you. You get on your knees and turn around. “You have too much on” You say gesturing to his clothes. You grab his shirt and lift it over, getting a close up to his chest and stomach.

He’s always been big but he’s clearly been lifting heavier and it has done wonders. Your fingers trace his sculpted chest and stomach. You finally go back to his unbuttoned jeans and drag them down to his ankles. In his grey boxers you see the prominent outline of his boner.

“Can I?” you ask sweetly, looking up at him just like he asked you the first time you two got intimate. “It’s all yours amor” he replies. With that you kiss the outline, and delicately peel down the boxers. When his erection is finally released it springs up, slightly hitting his stomach.

It’s just how you remembered it, big girth with a vein on the right side. You slightly cup his shaft and slide off the bed to get on your knees. Once situated under him you kiss the tip. Kitten licking where all the precum is oozing out. Looking up you lick a bold stripe on the vein. You hear him inhale sharply and you can’t help but smile.

You grab his dick and lightly pull down spitting on the top part of the shaft. Spreading the spit with your hand you slowly begin to jerk him off. “Fuck, go a little faster baby” he says looking down at you.

Slightly speed up you finally wrap your mouth around the tip, continuing to jerk the rest of while swirling your tongue on his slit. He lightly thrusts forward, and you open your mouth wider to try to take more. Bobbing your head, you’re certain there’s spit coming out of the corners of your mouth. But you’re too far in to care, you’re just focused on making him cum.

His hand rests on the back of your head as he tries to not thrust in your mouth. “Shit feels so good” he groans with eyes closed and mouth slightly ajar. And when your hands cup his balls as you bob up and down he’s pulling you off.

A string of saliva attaching your lip to his dick, he grabs the base and jerks is lightly. “Haven’t done this in a while, not gonna last baby. Get on the bed” and he doesn’t need to tell you twice.

You lay on your back as his dick rests on your stomach while he sucks and toys with your nipples again. His thumb circling over your wet patch and you can’t help but jerk your hips up trying to get more.

He kisses his way down between the valley of your boobs until he reaches right above where your panties lay. He carefully peels down your underwear, seeing just how truly wet you are. “She’s missed me huh” he jokes as he spreads your folds with his thick fingers. He kisses each side of your thighs as he spreads them back, “Hold them” he says.

Your polished nails grip the back of your thighs as you see him fully stand. You see him looking around his room, and your heart sinks, is he looking for condoms? Has he slept with other people.

“I uh don’t have condoms, haven’t done this since you” he confesses, and you confess you’ve also been celibate since the breakup. In the beginning of your relationship you’d use condoms but after his first time hitting raw Juan refused to buy condoms unless you truly wanted it, but you didn’t either.

You grab his shaft and place it at your entrance, “Please, need it bad Juan” and he can’t deny that he doesn’t want to fuck you like you were his. He slowly pushes the head in, constantly looking at your face to see if it was too much.

“Oh fuck” He groans as he places his palms on the back of your thighs, folding you in half. He slowly pushes himself deeper, the wetness and tightness he’s been deprived of causing a tight coil in his lower abdomen. “G-go all the way in, I can take it” you moan out, holding your knees to your chest.

When he finally bottoms out you feel so full, as if he’s everywhere at the same time. No thoughts pass through your mind, just pleasure. You let go of one of your knees and place it on his hip, pushing him out, hinting him to move. “Fuck I missed this, only pussy I want” He moans out as he slowly pulls back and pushes back in.

Clenching at his words you moan out when he pressed his hand on your stomach, and he unintentionally discovers he can feel himself move. “Feel that princesa? I’m right here baby, give me your hand” he groans, eyes focused on your stomach.

When you place your hand right under your navel you feel the movement as he fucks you. “H-harder, please Juan I need it” you moan out, eyes watering as the sting and deepness become almost unbearable.

Between the hard and fast thrusts and hearing the squelching sounds you started seeing stars. “Baby, oh fuck, turn around” He pants pulling out and tapping on your sore and wet pussy.

Weakly you turn over and get on all fours. You look back and see him stroking himself. Moving back and wiggling your hips he finally pushes back in. It felt as if he grew in size, touching a part of you he wasn’t before.

“Don’t run amor, stay right there” he said pulling out and then slamming right back in. Your face squished on his linen bed sheets, you began to grip them as you tried to not move away. “Please don’t stop” you cry out pushing yourself back to meet his strokes. “Tell me this pussys mine, fuck need to know it’s mine”

He’s rambling, and you can tell his strokes becoming more uncoordinated. Continuing to put a show on for him you moan out, “All yours, I’m all yours, only yo- oh fuck.” He slaps your ass, quickly massaging it and then slapping the other cheek. He grabs you by your face to bring you up, and holds your stomach to keep you up right in-front of his chest. The new angle has you shaking. You bring your hand down to your clit and rub tight circles.

He quickly brings you back down to all fours and just stands with his dick all the way inside you. And you feel the coil within you snap and he pulls out, laying his dick on the curve of your ass. Cum leaking out of the tip, he’s breathing heavily. The cum dripping down your leg and onto the sheets. Your legs still shake from the intense orgasm.

You roll over and lay on your back looking up at him. He’s got his hands on his hips trying to catch his breathe. “You know our sex is great, but I really do miss you. And I want to give us another shot” he says.

You smile and reach your hand out and he grabs it and places a light kiss on it. “Pussy’s that good it’s got you running back?” you joke and he laughs. “Don’t ruin the moment” He grabs your ankle and drags you to the edge of the bed. “You know I’m going to say yes”

Pulling him down you give him a loving kiss. Months of fantasizing and it finally played out. All it took was being a few feet away and now you’re back at home with the boy you loved the most.

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I got a little carried away 😀 BUT he’s so sexy so I really couldn’t help myself.