#happy birthday hotstuff

[hotwings-incorrect-quotes]

birthday boi! 💙

art by @htwings

[danganmayhem]

"*Dramatic gasp* How can you not remember your birthday, hotstuff?!"

“It’s my birthday?”

“Happy birthday, loser!”

“Another year of life!”

“Happy birthday, Levi.”

“You’re gonna have the best time ever, Lee!”

[senholiday]

four alarm fire.

[mouser26]

Happy Birthday Tia!

A lil snippet written for @tianasidhe​‘s birthday Hope you enjoy my dear!

__________ Eli smiled waving at the drone that drew level then higher than the roof of Name Pending before moving away from the BBQ he was working to check the party below. It was a lovely day just turning from summer to fall, and the whole neighborhood was taking advantage of the extended weekend.Shinta stood with his little brother Rian across the way, the little boy concentrating hard on keeping the drone level as it continued to swoop over the street as the elder provided instructions on the controls. The two red heads had bonded over the build and were delighted to be trying out the results over the heads of their neighbors. Their father and his young beau were seated at one of the many cafe tables set up on Pending’s side, Eli himself hadn’t really had any contact with the two but they seemed happy enough to sit and let their small boys enjoy the party.  The youngest had slipped his leash literately and had decided to play with the neighborhood katbeasts. It was a testament to the oddness of Necropolis that no one batted an eye at a werepuppy in a harness tussling with a few genetically experimental strays. There were other children and teens of course many of his regular customers darting between buildings He could spot Kai and Lee from down the street and even Cecilia, the little girl who had gone from utterly terrified during her first lockdown in the shop to one of his best helpers. Of course this was still Necro so there was more than a few eagle eyed adults, keeping watch like he was. The chipper blonde and brunette in hats enjoying coffee. The shy tightlaced gentleman walking arm in arm with the tall drink of water in uncharacteristicly long sleeves each with ice creams. Even Dai-xia was having an on day with his “will they won’t they” Edgar. It seemed even the supers on either side of the line where taking the afternoon off though Eli would be the last to comment on it. His smile widened as he felt a very familiar pair of arms circle his waist. “People watching handsome?” “Always hotstuff.” Turning his head he stole a kiss from his husband  before stepping back to the BBQ, “Plenty of burgers and dogs ready to head down, I think even Shinta’s brothers will be content. John laughed picking up one of the platters, “Well if not there’s plenty of other things we can corrupt them with.” “Lead on babe I love the view.”

[chlorue]

here’s to never growing up

a little shameless fic to sooth your troubles.

Pairing: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich

Description:  It was finally Franny's fifth birthday. What did Ian do? Spent two weeks planning it. The party is full of disapproving PTA moms and a new friend for Ian. Ian had spent weeks planning this party and he was damn well sure it was going to turn out well.

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The sun was bright today. The rays shining on the Gallagher backyard. Ian was frantically running around the backyard making sure everything was in line for his niece's 5th birthday. The entire backyard was decked out in whatever leftover party decorations Ian could find in the basement. Small party tables with fun tablecloths were placed around. Balloons were everywhere. Ian found a pile of streamers in Carl's room and placed them on the stairs and tables. There was no necessary theme to the party, it was just Ian felt obligated to go all out. He had Lip get the cake, Liam to get the other food, Carl to get party favors that weren’t weed, and Mickey to keep Franny and Debbie away from the house. So far everything was looking up.

Ian was sitting on the steps looking at his phone waiting for someone to text him that something was wrong. He would look at his phone lock screen every few seconds, see nothing there, and put back down next to him. Finally his phone dinged. He rushed to pick it up. It was from a small group chat he put together.

the one who sold weed once

hey are we serving alcohol at this party????

the one with a son

Nah, half of us can’t even drink, recovering alcoholic and the lithium thing

the smart one

What about all the PTA moms?

the one with a son

They’ll just have to get over it.

Me

Okay, can you all shut up? This is a five year olds party, we’ll be drinking the soda Liam

gets.

It seemed everyone got the message because they stopped texting. Ian sighed and leaned back. He tried to drown out the sound of buzz on the streets. Luckily Frank was nowhere to be found, he hadn’t been for the past few days. Something shocked Ian out of his small trance. There were voices that were familiar coming down the street. Ian stood up to see Tami with Fred on her and Lip a few paces behind her with a white box in his hands.

“Hey fuckwad!” Lip called when he spotted Ian. Tami swatted him, most likely for the language. “Sorry.” Lip apologized. Lip set the box on a table and pulled his little brother into a hug. Ian pulled away and patted Fred on the head.

“Thanks so much for getting this, you two are amazing!” Ian opened the box to see a rectangular pink cake that had swirly white writing. Happy Birthday Franny! It was perfect and Ian let a small weight off his shoulders.

“Eh, you just owe us for Fred’s 5th birthday.” Tami patted her son's head.

“I can do that.” Ian sighed and smiled. They both looked to be doing better. He had heard about the fight they got into at his wedding and was glad to see them back together. Lip had sent him too many pictures of the house and Fred.

The back door swung open, startling all three of them, revealing Carl and Liam. “What’s up whores!” Carl yelled. Lip, Tami, Ian, and Liam collectively sighed.

“We really need to have a talk about language in this family.” Tami sighed. Ian nodded and took a seat at the table. Liam and Carl made their way down with a lot of bags.

They set them on the table just in time for Mickey to stroll in. Liam started pulling bags of chips out and Lip told him where to put it. “Carl, are you just gonna stand there?” Ian cocked an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” Carl asked and Ian groaned. Lip saw his brother's stress and took Carl away from the table. Tami took Liam and the rest of the bags away from the poor man.

Another presence slipped into the chair next to him and kissed his head. Mickey. Ian pulled his head up to see his husband. He smiled for a second before realizing. “What are you doing here?”

“Uh, comforting my stressed out husband?” Mickey smiled.

“Where is Franny? And Debbie?” Ian looked frantically around the backyard. The party wasn’t really a surprise. Ian had asked Debbie two weeks ago if he could plan it, but Ian didn’t expect to really take over his life. He really wanted to be special for the little girl. “You were supposed to be keeping them occupied!” He groaned.

“Calm down hotstuff, did you happen to look at the time?” Mickey cupped Ian’s face and made him face Mickey. Ian was confused, mad and shocked all at the same time. Once Mickey let him out of his hold Ian pulled his phone from his back pocket. The time read 1:45. The party was starting in 15 minutes.

“Fuck.” Ian sighed. Ian had been so focused on things going wrong he must’ve lost track of time. “I’m sorry, I’m just really stressed. I want her to like this.” Ian pulled his hands down his face and faced his husband.

“Dude, she’s 5, she got excited by my name tag yesterday, I think this will fill her to the brim with joy.” Mickey rubbed his shoulder. Ian felt better knowing Mickey was next to him. “Jesus you are tense.”

“Hey Ian!” Tami’s voice broke through the small silence. “People are arriving!”

“Let them in.” He called behind him. Tami gave a thumbs and went back inside. “Well, our backyard is about to be filled with every mom and her kid from Franny’s school, you ready?” Ian asked.

“Jesus, ready for the dirty looks at my hands? I’m used to it by now, so I guess.” Mickey kissed Ian’s cheek before getting up. “Just, uh, holler if you need help. Please don’t put any more stress on yourself.” Mickey smiled before stomping up the stairs. He was met with the first kid and mom. The mom smiled at him and he smiled back before moving into the house.

Ian sighed and got out of his chair. “Ian! So nice to see you!” The mom smiled as she approached Ian.

“Mary!” Ian faked a smile. Mary Lynn was a god damn bitch. She never liked Mickey or Ian. She would pretend to be nice to them and Franny only to go over to the other mom’s to talk about how horrible they were. Ian pretended not to care, but sometimes he would rant to Mickey about how much he wanted to punch her. “You look great!” No she didn’t. Ian was resisting the urge to pull her fake blonde hair off her head.

"Chelsea here is so excited to hang out with Franny! I can’t believe she’s turning five, they grow up so fast!” She gave the fakest laugh Ian had ever heard. Ian returned it.

“Yeah, we’re excited too!” Ian wanted so badly for this conversation to be over. “You can go ahead and find a seat, Franny will be out soon.” Ian gave one last fake smile and pulled his hand from her grip. He walked in the back door only to be met with six more PTA moms.

Today was gonna be a long day.

-

The party was in full swing now. Franny was running around and playing with her friends while their mothers sat at tables talking. Ian was leaning against the chain-link fence watching his niece run around with a big ass smile on her face.

Another presence took its place next to Ian. He turned to see the dark red hair of his little sister. “Hey, you really didn't have to do this, you know?” Debbie smiled.

“Eh, I didn’t have anything else to occupy my time,” Ian smiled and took a drink from his cup. Debbie patted his shoulder and sighed. “You know, you might want to mingle with the moms over there.”

“Oh, god no. I’d rather not inhale the cheap perfume up close.” Debbie laughed.

“Well them maybe you should go hang out with your daughter, I’m gonna head inside, see what other shit Carl has to drink.” Ian patted his sisters head before walking away. He made his way into the Gallagher kitchen to see the rest of the family scattered through. Liam was plastered by the punch bowls, Lip was by the pack and play with Fred, Carl was sitting on the table, and Mickey was leaning next to the fridge.

“Welcome back,” Carl said, not even looking up from his phone. “Drinks and food are over there, we will be serving cake in 40 minutes.” He deadpanned.

Ian pushed his head, forcing Carl to look up and smile. “Oh, hey man!”

Ian smiled and went over to the counter area, not before throwing his cup away. “Hey, are Kev and V coming?” He leaned over to Liam. He invited the neighbors not only because they were some of his best friends and they loved Franny, but for moral support and help as well.

“Yeah, they just had to close up the Alibi.” Liam sighed and continued to stir the punch. Ian ran his hair through his hair. Then a knock came from the door. “That must be them.” Liam said and turned around.

He was right. Veronica and Kevin were strolling in with Amy and Gemma racing in front of them. “What is up to my favorite people in the world!” Veronica exclaimed as she strutted into the kitchen. Kev waved to everyone, but his attention was clearly on the very eager girls who wanted to get outside and see their friends. “God, it has been way too long!"

“You were two nights ago.” Mickey said. Mickey was now over by the Pac-And-Play with Tami. V shushed and he went back to playing with Fred.

“So Ian, how are you holdin’ up. I know PTA moms can be a handful.” V sighed and placed herself next to Ian.

“I think I’ll be fine with you and Kev here. I texted Fiona earlier for a pep talk.”

“Damn Fi, she always gave some sort of pep talk, shitty or not. They fuckin’ worked.”  V sighed and laughed.

“God, can parents please name their children something fucking normal. I swear I literally just met a kid named Neptune.” Lip groaned as he swung open the door. “Also Ian, some people want to talk to you.”

Ian groaned. V gave his hand a squeeze and he took a deep breath. Time to venture back into the unknown.

-

Ian had been outside for about an hour. Turns out what the mothers wanted to talk to him about was alcohol. Whether he was serving it? Where was it stored in the house with the kids? Ian finally got away from it all. He was sitting in a lawn chair in the shade watching Mickey play with Franny.

“Hey do you mind if I sit?” Ian looked up to see a mom he had never really seen before. She was tall and had blonde hair, like most of them. But this blonde looked real. It was in a high ponytail. Her eyes were blue and her makeup was pretty and subtle. She wore a pink bomber jacket, white undershirt and gray pants.

“Oh, yeah sure, go ahead.” Ian smiled and pointed to the chair next to him.

“Thanks, I was getting tired of listening to Jennifer go on about her failing marriage, and you looked lonely.” The woman smiled.

“Did she tell you the reason it’s failing?”

“No, what is it? Something juicy?”

“Nah, he won’t let her drink more than three tequila shots.”

“That doesn’t seem that bad.”

“ A night. ” Ian smirked and the woman laughed. “I’m Ian by the way.” He held his hand out.

“Amara.” She shook his hand. “This is a really nice party, did you plan it all by yourself?”

“Eh, only a little bit. It’s not like it took up my life for about two weeks.” Ian smiled. Amara laughed. She seemed different from the rest of the moms there. She was fit, like really fit, she seemed a tiny bit dorky, but she was nicer than any of the other moms.

“Tell me about it. When my son turned 4 we held this “small” gathering that ended up turning into a whole block party!” Amara laughed.

“Wow, I feel like that happened when I was like 12. Gallaghers knew and know how to party.” Ian smiled.

“You haven’t seen the chaos that is my company.” Amara smiled. “I’m surprised you aren’t serving alcohol today, PTA moms and all.”

“Oh, basically none of us in this family can drink anymore, other than my little brother and my deadbeat father.” Ian sighed. “My older brother and sister are recovering alcoholics and I can’t drink on my meds. It fucks with my lithium.” Ian takes a swig of the Pepsi in his hands.

“Oh, that sucks. But that’s the South Side for you.” Amara sighed. “My wife and I may have moved to the North Side, but we won't forget the weirdos here.”

“Wait, you’re gay? And South Side?” Ian was now even more interested in this Amara. She was gay. No wonder she was so different then the rest of the moms. And she was raised on the south side. She definitely did not look like it.

“Oh, hell yeah! Most of my company is a part of the LGBT community. And yes, born and raised in a foster home here. That is how I met my wife, Callie. She’s over there playing with our son.” She pointed to a woman with dark skin and brown pixie cut. She was playing with a small boy who looked to be about the same age as Fran.

“Very pretty. My husband and I are born and raised as well. In and out of foster and group homes, though.” Ian smiled.

“You’re gay? No wonder the moms despise and love you.” Amara laughed. “Who’s your husband?”

“Him.” He pointed to Mickey who was now swinging Franny around.

“Oh, is he the one the moms are mad at because of his tattoos?” Amara asked and Ian nodded. “I bet they’re fucking dope, my friend did one of my favorite tattoos.” She pulled her sleeve to expose her wrist. On it was what looked like a heart, but it looked like it belonged to a robot. “I have two more, but they’re on my back.”

“I only have two. One is a military thing, and the other is a set of boobs.” Ian sighed at the memory of the failed tattoo.

“Dope!” Amara beamed and they both laughed. “But why boobs?”

“It was supposed to be a memory of my mother, but it went wrong.” Ian smiled.

“Does your husband have any others, other than the knuckle tats?”

“He has one on his forearm, long story. And my name above his heart.” Ian looked back over at his husband. He was laughing and dancing with Franny. Amara cooed and smiled. “Yeah, he did spell my last name wrong.” He looked over to Amara. She sighed and hung her head back.

Suddenly Franny was in front of them. “Uncle Ian! Let’s do the cake. Pwease?” She gave Ina her best puppy dog eyes. Ian laughed and stood up, hoisting her up.

“You comin?” Ian looked at Amara. She smiled and hoisted herself up, tightening her ponytail.

-

Everything had settled down by 9 PM. Franny was asleep, Lip and Tami left, Liam was downstairs watching TV and Carl was doing who the fuck knows in his room. Ian came into the room from the bathroom to see his husband leaning against the headboard scrolling on his phone. “Well you are a sight for sore eyes.” Ian said leaning against the doorway. Mickey shot his finger up and Ian laughed. He crawled onto the bed and rested himself right next to Mickey.

“Hey, who were you talking to today? The blonde chick?” Mickey started to play with Ian’s hair.

“Don’t get jealous, she has a wife. And her name is Amara, and she is one of the most cool PTA moms I have ever met. She’s South Side too, her and her wife.” Ian smiled at his husband. Mickey looked slightly amused.

“You know, it was really amazing that you did this for Franny, lord know both of us didn’t get the luxury of this.” Mickey sighed.

“Fiona tried her hardest, but I got sick on my 5th birthday.”

“When are you not sick, honestly?” Ian laughed at Mickey’s comment. Mickey smelled nice. A mix of cigarette smoke and soap. It was a smell that reminded Ian of where his home was. He wanted to move out and get a cat and kid with Mickey, but that was a problem for future Mickey and Ian. Ian was focused on Mickey, not realizing that he was slowly falling asleep. He drifted off, but not before pulling Mickey down with him.

“Thank you.”

[tommasauras]

sweet tooth

Pairing:Yoongi x Reader

this is my first time trying this out! I hope it's enjoyable and im definitely writing more parts and continuing this story!!

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I stared kihyun down as if he was completely out of his mind over the cupcakes I was frosting.

 “Excuse me.”

 “Don’t be dramatic flower, he’s a nice guy. I think you guys will really hit it off.” He spoke with a roll of his eyes

. “why do you insist on setting me up, I’m capable of finding my own dates thank you very much.” Said with an equal amount of sass as your best friend

 “I’m not saying you can’t, but you don’t actually try you hole yourself here or at home.”

 You briefly pondered on the thought seamlessly agreeing. Your best friend being correct, it’s not that you don’t want to date its just not your focus. With a roll of your eyes.

 “well alright then, who is this oh so great guy that will be my date.”

Happily, he responded “it’s a surprise, only because I know for a fact if I tell you who you will say no.”

 With a gentle roll of your eyes “oh because that’s so reassuring Kiki” You softly smiled at the excitement of your best friend, trusting him completely because after all he always made sure your happiness came first. You were blessed to have him in your life.

“alright you nutjob when is this said date taking place?” spoken softly Lightly chuckling scratching his neck, “about that, it’s actually tonight.”

 “EXCUSE ME! Yoo Ki Hyun!!”

 “I know I know, but he has a hectic schedule” he spoke frantically ready to dodge if you threw a cupcake.

 Calmly taking a deep breath. “okay you oompa loompa, go turn the sign to closed you’re helping me get dressed since it’s so last minute.”

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Digging thru your closet as Ki laid sprawled on your bed only looking up as you gave him frequent choices of outfits. You’ve settled on your black Jessica Burman boots that Hoseok gifted you for your birthday as well as your leather jacket Changy had bought because he had insisted on twinning.

 Groaning, “why is this so hard, I can’t find anything.”

Ki suddenly sat up with a smile. “what about that green dress that’s off the shoulders with the small white flowers on it.”

 “oh my god, yes I love that dress. This is why you’re my favorite” you happily said as you pinched his cheeks.

Swatting at your hands, “yaaa quit lying we all know jooh is your favorite, always breaking my heart with these blatant lies!” dramatically throwing his hand over his heart clutching his shirt

 “quit being such a drama queen, you are all my favorites. I could never just pick one.” As you finished getting dressed the doorbell rang signaling someone had arrived. You glanced nervously at Ki as he got up from your bed heading to get the door.

“don’t worry you look beautiful as always. He’s going to be taken. I’m going to let him in and then head out once you’ve come out.” he spoke softly while holding your face in his hands, then kissing your forehead and walking out of your bedroom.

 you took one last look in the mirror, admiring how well your outfit came together. You picked up your wrist wallet putting your phone in it. Hearing Ki speaking to someone in the living room of your apartment, you started walking out to them. Looking at your feet as you walk because you’re a complete shy spaz, once you see the familiar loom of your rug is when you glance up, and you are completely shaking at who you see. Min freaking Yoongi.

 Oh, was he gorgeous, in your head your plotting your best friend’s death? Or should you be thanking him internally laughing. Oh, did he know of your massive crush on the rapper. Always stealing glances well let’s be real full on staring at social events you went to with the boys never having the courage to actually engage the gorgeous man. You looked him up head to toe pretty sure you weren’t subtle in the slightest bit but you did not care because did he look fantastic in his all black look form his Balenciaga sneakers to his black jeans that hugged his thighs perfectly to his leather jacket. Once you got to admiring his face is when you noticed he too was admiring the view. Inner hair flip bitch!

“Hey, I’m Y/N.” spoken softly while tucking your hair behind your ear. Chuckling softly at how shy you were being with him which he found cute.

 “Hey, I’m Yoongi, but I’m pretty sure you knew that already.” Did this smug bitch just. Okay Mr. high and mighty!!

 “actually, I didn’t.” internally smirking.

Glancing at Ki who was trying not to laugh at the shook expression that was now on yoongi’s face. “well I’m just going to leave you two kids to it then, bye yoon please keep her safe.” he walked over to you pulling you in for a hug. “bye flower call if you need me for anything and for the love of all please don’t be your usual crackhead self. Love You.” He whispered to you.

Hugging back tightly. “I make no promises; I am the way I am. Love you Kiki” He walked to the door after putting his shoes on and left. Hearing the click of the door you turned to look at yoongi walking up to him.

 “what did you have in mind, lover boy?” you fiddled with the bottom of your dress waiting for his reply.

“how does BBQ sound, I know this great place” making eye contact with you. Man is it just me or do his eyes sparkle I could stare at them forever.

 “I love BBQ. Trying to make me fall in love are you” you said while lightly laughing

 “that’s the plan. Got to snatch you before someone else does” he chuckled

You both walked out of your apartment, heading down to the garage, making it to his car he followed you to the passenger side and opened your door. You smiled softly at him as you got in him closing it behind you. You took a deep breath as he rounded to the driver’s side getting in and starting the car. The drive was short maybe 15 minutes pulling into your favorite BBQ place.

 “oh, this is my favorite place they have the best food ever, its like an orgasm for your mouth.” You said with excitement

He chuckled and smiled fondly at your excitement.

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 “There’s no way that happened!” he laughed loudly

“I’m dead serious, I have never in my life heard a more girlier scream, I almost peed my pants from how hard I was laughing and I’m pretty sure Ki actually peed his pants from how scared he was.”

You laughed along at the memory you had shared with yoongi

 “you all must be really close yeah?” taking a bite of his steak while glancing at you

 “Oh, definitely” giggling having thoughts of your best friends. “I have no idea what I would do without them, there my family”

He smiled at you exactly knowing what you mean, his 6 members flashing thru his mind. “how did you all meet?”

 “I met them 2 years ago at a fan signing they had before there concert in America, we instantly clicked and an exchanging of numbers and bam here we are now” you laughed lightly remembering the beginning.

“So, you’re a fan of there music, do you listen to any other groups?” he threw the question out there to see if you listened to his group’s music. Thinking it was subtle but not really.

 “yes #1 monbebe right here” you giggled “ uhm let’s see I basically listen to everything I really enjoy music, I have to listen to the same song at least 3 times to get a deeper meaning of it, like the lyrics or the basic composition of it.” He smiled fondly as you rambled on never have had someone talk about music and the appreciation as he has for it.

 “Do you know BTS?” Giggling you respond “Yes, BTS happens to be one of my favorites aside for the obvious Suga”

“ahh so you do know who I am” chuckling while taking more of the food into his mouth

“Yes, I do, when you introduced yourself it kind of screamed arrogance and I’m not to fond of that, like yeah cool you’re an idol but it’s not like it’s a big deal.” You said smiling at him

 “aish I cringed on the inside as soon as I said that, I was trying to impress you I guess you’re incredibly beautiful” his cheeks turning pink with a blush

Giggly at his pink cheeks “Don’t worry I was teasing you anyways, you’re incredibly handsome and you’re incredibly great I’m enjoying my time with you.” Smiling softly at him “what’s your favorite song of ours?”

“yaaa I can’t make that kind of choice, they’re all so good.”

You put your face in your hands laughing

 “ahhh so your army huh” he laughed at you

“well yeah, your music is great phenomenal even, the messages each song has hits me right in my heart” you dramatically grasp your chest Chuckling

 “so that means you must have a bias, who is it?”

“wouldn’t you like to know; I’m not telling that’s a secret” smirking at him before taking a drink

 “oh, come on I need to know so I can keep them away from you, can’t have them stealing you away now can I?”

Surprised you looked at him, “So your implying that we’re going to continue seeing each other?” you smirked at him

Stuttering over his words “I mean I guess that’s what I’m saying.”

 “How about you give me piano lessons, I’ve always wanted to play and to see how you compose your songs?” you smiled softly towards him

Eyes lighting up at the idea, “of course that sounds great, we can do it around my schedule”

 “sounds good to me” smiling eyes full of adoration

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Walking towards your door, turning to yoongi. “I had a great time tonight, thank you.” You smiled

“yeah it went a lot better than I expected, can I have your number so I can text you about the piano lessons?”

 “of course, give me your phone” You took his phone as you gave him yours saving your number under HotStuff with the fire emoji. Taking your phone back seeing he saved his number under Suga.

You giggled “well thanks again I had a lot of fun”

Daring to be bold you leaned in and quickly pecked his lips then turning to open your door so you could slip inside, when you felt a tug turning you around and then his lips were on yours again. The kiss quickly turning heated as his tongue licked your bottom lips asking for entrance which you gladly aloud his arms snaking around your waste drawing you flush against his hips, hand slipping down to grasp your butt you moaned into the kiss. Slowly pulling away foreheads rested against each other, he pulled back softly speaking. “I’ll call you, yeah?”

 “yeah” you spoke dazed from the electrifying kiss He waited till you walked inside saying one last goodbye and heading back down to his car. Taking his phone and shooting his members a text as they had been waiting for knowing the man had a date.

 [ Can’t wait for you guys to meet her.]

He got into his car and started the drive back to his home, anticipating the next time you two would meet.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Oh shit, did I miss it?! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOTSTUFF!!!

Awwwwww

THANK U CUTE KITTEH :D

[iridescent-roleplays-blog]

[Text] Happy Birthday Gorgeous!!! I have something for you ;-) meet me at the greenhouses after class? x

Okay, hotstuff, see ya then :)

[missionmod]

Happy birthday 🎂 Cherilyn Sarkisian - or better known as Cher - for Vogue Magazine, 1966. Photo: Richard Avedon . . . . #mamasfavorite #cher @cher #midcentury #1960s #hotstuff #missionmod #happybirthday https://www.instagram.com/p/CPGKhhDg57F/?utm_medium=tumblr

[jonasgirl622]

Happy Birthday HotStuff! Enjoy these throwback pics of one of my favorite memories with you. Thanks for continuing to always make me laugh even after almost 20 years of friendship! Love you to the moon & back! 😍💕 #NKOTBSB. #ConcertJunkies. #OMGItsBrian! @amandallynn_ @backstreetboys @nkotb https://www.instagram.com/p/CIMWR98hkoD/?igshid=22fi0bt1suuq

[itwillalwaysbedestiel]

Happy birthday HotStuff

[werindialive]

Karisma Kapoor turns 45, posts a picture in bikini for the first time

Karisma Kapoor has just turned 45 and yet she is defying her age. The hot actress shared her bikini picture for the first time and it is simply marvelous. The actress appears dressed in a black monokini in the picture, posing under the sun at the poolside in New York.

The caption of the picture on her Instagram account was simply complimenting. It read, “Love urself at every age #nofilter #birthdaymood. She received tons of messages and comments from her fans wishing her a very happy birthday along with praises of her timeless beauty.

Several b-town celebrities too wished Karisma on her birthday including Katrina Kaif. While Katrina posted a heart, Kabir Singh famed Kiara Advani also commented a birthday wish. Karisma’s friend and Malaika Arora’s sister, Amrita Arora wrote, “Whoa girl” along with a range of a series of fire emojis. Another friend of Karisma and producer Rhea Kapoor wrote, “YASSSSS.”

The stylist fraternity too took their turns and wished the actress. While Celebrity stylist Tanya Ghavri wrote, “Ufffff too hot”, stylist Mohit Rai commented, and “Happy happy birthday hotstuff!” Stylist Eshaa Amiin reacted, “love love love this hotnessss u r such an inspiration.”

Karisma is currently in New York along with her friends Malaika Arora and Amrita Arora to celebrate her birthday. The pictures of their get together and the birthday celebration were posted by Malaika on her Instagram account. There are several candid pictures along with countless selfies of the girl gang.

Earlier, Malaika was captured in the camera leaving for New York on Monday night at the Mumbai airport. Arjun Kapoor, alleged boyfriend of Malaika was also with her. Arjun’s birthday is just a day after Karisma’s. He will turn 34 years old this year.

Karisma also has her family in the US. She has shared a range of picture with sister Kareena and mother Babita on her social media profile.

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