#happy birthday week you dork

[penkura]

Father's Day Moments

Note: Sorry this so late today, I've been busy with my own stuff this weekend, but I got it done! :) This is simply Father's Day moments with a small surprise in each of them, I had a blast writing these. 💚 I know again that this day can be hard for some, so if this isn't something you're okay with reading, please feel free to skip it and read something makes you happy today. 💚💚

Ace has rarely ever thought about Father’s Day, considering his own issues with his father and all that growing up. Even after joining the Whitebeard Pirates he never thought too much of the day, only when Marco or someone else brought it that it was about that time of year. Once he has own his children, the sweet little girls you both share, he still doesn’t think about the day as being that important, it feels more for the kids then it does for the dad in his mind. You do most of the caring for your daughters anyway, even though Ace helps as much as he can when he’s not busy, you two are a team, you should use the day to rest together, right?

That’s why, after you get Rogue and Ann to give Ace the little handmade cards you helped them with (he’s not crying, you’re seeing things), Ace tries to pass the girls off to Marco and Izo for the day, having asked the two the day before if they could take the girls off the ship for the afternoon so you two could relax together. They both had agreed, you find it very odd they’re so willing to take the two when they’ve jokingly called your daughters little hell fires, Rogue and Ann are happy to go with them onto the island you’re docked at for a couple hours.

You’re still skeptical even when all Ace does is pull you into bed for a nap (just a nap, he swears when you ask if he’s got other motives). “Ace, what’s this all about? You know it’s—”

“Father’s Day, yeah, I know,” Ace buries his face in your hair and you can’t help but nearly melt in his arms, he’s so warm all the time, it feels so nice just to lay with him, “But you deserve some time off too~”

The way he nuzzles into your neck makes you giggle, wanting to say something about how you already had your day until he speaks up again.

“I wanna have another baby with you~”

That’s not a surprise to you, he’s said it several times since Ann turned four and you first brought it up, just wondering what his opinion would be and Ace promising he’d get back to you when he had decided. He finally did just about a week or two ago, right after her birthday, telling you that one more would be perfect, your family would be complete whether boy or girl.

“Yeah, that sounds good, Ace.”

It’s a few moments of silence before you hear him snoring, but it still makes you laugh softly before running your fingers through his hair while he sleeps.

“Happy Father’s Day, you dork.”

~~

Father’s Day had left a bad taste in Law’s mouth for a long time, having lost his own father and then Corazon, it first made him resent the day before it became just another day that meant time was passing by. No one to celebrate meant he could ignore it, until you came along and blessed him with your son and daughter, the two angels he watches play doctor almost every day with their stuffed animals. Eight-year-old Rosi and two-year-old Cora, both his spitting image and the brightest part of his days, apart from you obviously.

The day is quiet while your children play, Law trying to take a nap for once when he feels someone come over and put something on his chest, cracking one eye open to see Cora has her toy stethoscope while Rosi holds her up so she can reach, and it makes him smile. They’re both just darling, even if Rosi is reaching the point where he’ll say how embarrassing such statements are.

“What’s up? I need a checkup from Dr. Cora?”

She giggles and nods, while Rosi huffs a little. Cora has gotten so big, its hard for him to hold her for very long. He asks if she’s almost done, when she nods again and takes her toy off Law’s chest.

“All done!” Law ruffles her hair a bit and thanks her, as Rosi tells her they should go check her stuffed bunny now. The two hurry back to their toys, as Law tries again to nap before he feels like someone else is watching him, opening his eyes to see you leaned over giving him a smile.

“Have you gotten to rest at all?”

“No, but it’s fine,” shaking his head a bit, Law notices you seem to want to say something, and gives you a look, “You okay?”

“Mm,” nodding you look over to your children, watching them briefly as they wrap bandages around the bunny’s ears, “Just…what would you say to one more?”

Law raises an eyebrow and sees how fidgety you are by asking, wondering if you’ve already gotten an answer and you’re just double checking with him that it would be okay, or if you just suddenly have baby fever again. Either way, he doesn’t think it would be a bad thing. It would be welcomed.

“I think that would be fine…”

The way you light up and grin makes Law start to smile too, even when you begin to ramble a bit about how you haven’t felt well, which he knew already, and how you had gone and taken a pregnancy test, and well, looks like your ‘one more’ is coming sooner than expected based on the pink plus sign when you show him the test. Rosi and Cora were both planned, and while this one wasn’t, there’s an excitement in his heart that Law can’t deny at the thought of having another child with you.

Its not such a bad Father’s Day gift honestly.

~~

To be honest, Penguin never thought he’d be this lucky. He never thought he’d be lucky enough to find you, to get married and have two daughters with you, and now have the joy of bringing home your newborn son on Father’s Day, two days old and baby Sage has joined his sisters in your home, the eight-year-old and four-year-old girls both squealing over how tiny he is.

Penguin beams with pride while he watches them, Wren has gotten over her jealousy of having little siblings ever since Ivy started to get older and could play with her. When you told them the baby was a boy, they were both ecstatic to get a baby brother, and loved coming to the hospital to see and meet him.

As the two try to push each other out of the way to see him while Penguin holds Sage, you put your hands on their heads and quiet them down.

“Hey now, that’s enough. We don’t want to scare him. Don’t you two something for daddy anyway?”

Wren gasps loudly before nodding and grabbing Ivy’s hand, yelling for Penguin to wait there while they ran off to their room. He gives you a confused look while you sit beside him and start to coo at Sage.

“Babe, what’d you do?”

“I didn’t do anything. It was all them.”

When they finally come back, both are holding drawings they’d made the other day with you watching them (mostly since they were using markers). Wren had drawn your whole family as penguins while Ivy had mostly done stick figure drawings of your now family of five, both making sure to include the newest addition. They both tell Penguin ‘happy Father’s Day’ as they hand the pictures over, and he has to fight to not to cry while he hugs them close, kissing them both on the cheek multiple times and making them giggle.

“You’re both the best daughters I could’ve ever asked for!”

~~

Sanji doesn’t take a day off, what are you talking about? The man is a chef, a professional one at that, and with your twins tenth birthday just two days away, he’s busy making their birthday cakes and all the snacks and treats their friends are going to want at the party too. Even though he knows it’s Father’s Day, you know it too, your twins and second daughter have already given him the cards they’d made, he did cry and didn’t try to hide it, and he went right back to work. It might be a day for him to relax, but he doesn’t for more than those few minutes earlier in the day. He’d taken your three-month-old son Elie after you’d finished nursing him, strapping him against his chest in a baby carrier and getting to work while your baby slept against him so you could rest instead.

Honestly, it kind of made you feel bad because you’d already gotten your day, and Sanji was using his to prepare for your twins birthday party and watch your youngest son, your older three children were busying themselves with cleaning their rooms. You’ve already finished the laundry for the day and go to the kitchen to see Sanji isn’t up and cooking at the moment, instead sitting at the table and playing with your small son’s hands while talking to him while Elie looks up at him.

“I feel really blessed to have all of you, Elie. I really hope that you and your siblings know that as you grow up…” Sanji sighs a bit and places a soft kiss on Elie’s head, “I never want you to feel like I did.”

“They won’t,” you surprise Sanji by wrapping your arms around his shoulders and kissing his cheek, “You’re a wonderful father and doing so well with them, Sanji. Just from watching you with all four of our babies, they all absolutely love you.”

“My love—”

“And don’t argue with me, you know its true.”

Sanji laughs and nods, knowing he’d lose that argument in a heartbeat. You’re always so headstrong and just want him to realize that yes, he’s doing a million times better than his own father did, he’s on par with Zeff nowadays, who your kids also have come to adore as their grandfather.

You look around the kitchen a bit, asking if Sanji wants any help, before he starts listing off everything he still has to do and you just watch him. He starts to take Elie out of the baby carrier and hand him over to you as he sees the look on your face.

“Yeah, I’ll uh…sit with Elie while you cook.”

He laughs again, before kissing your forehead and giving you a smile. “That would be wonderful, my love.”

~~

You never truly know how to celebrate Father’s Day when the father of your children is Zoro. It feels like he doesn’t care about it, even when you roll your eyes at him and tell him just to tell you what he wants, before he shrugs and says he doesn’t need anything. He’s got you, Keitaro, and Kuina, and the rest of the Straw Hats, what else could he possibly want or need? There’s nothing material he needs really, unless you want to get him the expensive sake he likes but you think a liquor store owner might find it highly concerning that a seven-month pregnant woman is buying alcohol, which just made Zoro laugh at you when you brought that up.

Ah right, that’s right, it’s not just you, your two children, and the rest of the Straw Hats anymore, or won’t be in a few short weeks. The baby you actually planned this time would be joining you all soon, that’s more than enough. He definitely doesn’t need anything when he thinks about that, just that you and this baby are safe through the rest of your pregnancy and the birth. That’s all he really wants.

Maybe some of that sake still but he’ll get that another way.

His morning meditation that day is interrupted when he senses Keitaro nearby, the seven-year-old trying to sneak up and catch Zoro off guard, though it never works thanks to his observation haki. Even when your son throws his arms around him and yells “gotcha!”, Zoro just smirks a bit, keeping his eyes closed.

“I knew you were there.”

“Daaaad, you’re cheating!” Keitaro whines and pouts, trying to climb onto Zoro’s back before giving up and going around to sit in his lap. “Mama said haki is cheating!”

“That’s only cause your mom can’t sneak up on me either.” He opens his one good eye and stares down at his little clone, the boy still pouting with his arms crossed over his chest. “Where’re your mom and sister?”

“Umm, Kuina’s still asleep, and mama was awake, but said she was going to lay down cause the baby was making her sleepy again.”

“And what are you doing up so early?”

Keitaro starts to look away a bit, shyly trying not to give anything up, before leaning his head against Zoro’s chest and saying “I wanted to hang out just with you…”

When he was younger, Zoro never thought that having kids was for him. He thought they’d get in the way, that there wasn’t any reason to really have them around apart from legacy, but then you showed up and turned everything upside down. Keitaro wasn’t planned, but he’d brought so much more to both your lives than either of you expected. Your sweet Kuina was a surprise too, you swear she’s made Zoro softer in more recent years, something he tries to deny but everyone else can see it when she’s got his attention.

And your coming addition, the one that was planned, even if they hadn’t been you still would welcome this baby happily. Sometimes, Zoro still isn’t sure that fatherhood suits him, but you swear to him that he’s the best father you’ve ever seen, even better than your own, and maybe you’re right, just from how Keitaro quietly wants to spend time with his dad, just the two of them before the day really gets started. Its more apparent when Kuina convinces him to read to her, and when your unborn child kicks at his hand while he talks to them.

“All right, buddy,” Zoro sets one hand on Keitaro’s back and strokes his hair with the other, watching as he starts to fall back asleep too, not used to being up this early, “You stay with me for now then.”

Maybe he’s not so bad at this fatherhood thing after all.

[sailing-through-hawkins]

not a specific prompt im just a whore for kas!eddie being utterly obsessed w Regular Guy steve harrington & i think it'd be funny if they tried to just have a normal hangout w the party & eddie absolutely cannot be normal & just like gargoyles around or something

sorry about the wait, writer's block hit me pretty hard again but i did it!!! i hope it's to your tastes and that you have a very happy birthday!!!

So here's the thing.

Eddie could have been a vegetarian.

It was a whole thing when he was like thirteen years old and had just watched a very, very terrible movie that involved a lot of gore and too many metaphors about chickens. It fucked him up so bad that he refused any of Wayne's meat-infested meals, from pies to hot dogs to fucking sandwiches.

He did end up caving after one too many weeks of hiding in his room when the smell of delicious, juicy steak (it wasn't really a steak but fuck if he knew the difference) wafted around the trailer. He cried the entire time while he ate but Wayne pat him on the head and said he was still proud of him for making it that far.

Anyway, the point is Eddie could have sworn to look at nothing but vegetables and grass his whole life.

He's never been so glad that he didn't.

Not when Steve, the absolute fucking dork that he is, is eating his burger in the messiest way possible just to prove to Robin that he could do worse.

 Eddie can't tear his eyes away.

The way the dark, twilight blue of that Henley somehow makes his skin look that much warmer, the way his smile is riddled with sauce and lettuce, the way his eyes squeeze shut when -

"You can't eat Steve."

Eddie blinks, and turns his head to find Dustin with his arms crossed, his face squished into a grim expression.

Eddie tilts his head.

"I'm serious, you promised you wouldn't eat anybody -"

"I don't want to eat Steve," Eddie rasps out, his tail flicking against the wall. It's cold, the surfaces of everything in this house is too cold. He's almost desperate enough to burrow his way into the couch, just so he can soak up the warmth of Steve and Robin, even if their eating habits are disgusting.

Dustin glances at Steve, who's already got a tissue and is jamming into Robin's cheek with a laugh, and frowns at Eddie. "You're sure? Because you've been staring at him like, all day."

Sighing, Eddie resettles himself on the island counter so he's sitting cross-legged and continues to watch Steve. "I know."

There's a pause.

"That's it?" Dustin says incredulously. "That's all you have to say?"

"Have you ever seen someone so intrinsically against everything you've ever believed in that's somehow also the exact poster child for what you should aim to achieve?"

He hears Dustin blink. "What -"

"He's just so -" Eddie flails a hand, his tail mirroring the motion. "Benign! And yet, he possess the strength, the fearlessness of a man on the battlefield -"

"Why are you using your DM voice -"

"And yet again, he will sit there, with a perfect swoop to his hair, an innocence to his eyes and a delicate sweetness to his tongue and he will ask that you believe him to be harmless."

Another pause.

"Okay, that was a little weird -"

"And you will!" Eddie leaps onto his feet, standing above Dustin with power raging through his veins as the head rush of a monologue captures him. "You will believe that fine, gracious man to be harmless! As long as you don't - look - back."

"Eddie, get down from the counter."

With a laugh, Eddie spins and his tail wiggles a hello to Steve, who looks up at him with his exasperated, innocent eyes. "My liege," Eddie says, hopping down only to slink into Steve's space and wrap his tail around his bicep. "How goes the competition?"

"Robin won -"

"As usual!" said-bird calls out from the living room.

"Yeah, as usual," Steve repeats with a lovingly snarky tone. Eddie's tail tightens. "What have I said about standing on tables, Eddie?"

"Oh but sire," Eddie murmurs as he circles Steve, ducking down just to pout up at him. Yeah, he knows the power of his big brown eyes, he knows how to use 'em. "I was simply delivering an informative, nay, crucial declaration of your -"

"Eddie."

He switches tactics. "I won't do it again?"

"You fucking better not," Steve mock-glares down at him and oh, that's a look to think about later. Hooking a finger under Eddie's tail, where it's curled around his skin, Steve gently pulls it off and walks to the sink, the warmth of his finger sending shivers down Eddie's neck.

There is a moment of silence.

"You can't fuck Steve either, by the way, it'd be like - weird. For a lot of reasons. Not because you're guys -"

"For fuck's sake, Henderson -"

[sanaexus]

please please please- "i don't know i'm panicking but i'm too hot to worry"

as you give yourself a small pep talk looking in the mirror. "you can do it (name) gaslight gatekeep girlboss he's just a man." walking out the door, trying to feel confident. you realise he isn't there. you could do a happy dance but to save some face you didn't.

running over to the arcade to meet with hiori, looking around searching for him, two palms cover your eyes "guess who"

without skipping a heartbeat you say "the new murder case that'll be all over the news." pulling away from him, you glare at the taller man, "you fucking ass i go to piss and you ditch me, talk about friendship."

"hey! no fair i needed to shit, a man gotta do what he gotta do."

"anyways we should play something oh my god! how about that game?" you say pointing at the game that has a claw machine to pick up chocolates.

"ew, you dork i'm gonna go play something else we'll meet here after we get the tickets i mean i get the tickets and you hopefully the chocolates that's alright?"

"yeahhh sounds good, wait what do you mean 'hopefully', do you not have faith in me?"

"i don't nor do i want to trust bye" he curtly before turning around and in your opinion walking away in a goofy ahh way.

"asshat" you quietly muttered before skipping to the game.

"motherfucker. i'm gonna fucking cry, this game is a fucking shit show" you curse before kicking the machine lightly and going to some other game that gave tickets which you figured you'd later just trade it for chocolate. surprisingly you were pretty good at the game and won a fair amount of tickets. as you wandered back where you supposed to you realise hiori isn't there, looking around to see where he was, you realise he wasn't there instead he was surrounded by a bunch of people at some game. you sigh realising it'd be better to just let him be.

happily walking to the ticket trading counter, you see there's a bit of a line but it's not like you had anything better to do. waiting in line you open your phone to take a quick snap but when you look at the screen you realise just who is standing behind you.

"motherfucker this better be a fucking joke"

funfact¡!

name likes potatoes so much, for her 12th birthday she had asked people to get her a potato, sadly she didn't get any

name loves hamster, sadly for her all of her hamsters died in a questionable way, the one that survived for more than 3 weeks was sold by her then bestfriend, they no longer talk.

please please please ¡! - an isagi yoichi social media fic

synopsis modeling was fun, especially when you go to make friends and what happens when that exact friend goes to the same high school? the friendship of course continues into college. where you get your heart broken and the internet gets to know but then you meet a certain someone that makes you fall for them. so what happens then? chaos.

taglist is open¡! : @fairlyfuji , @semisutopia, @someprettyname , @csbnova , @ashlovelys , @chateaaa , @yeurisstuff , @starchivves , @m3gitsune ,@muffin-0 , @gojosexpiredcum , @bbmsxlene , @profesionalglazer

divider by @/xxbimbobunnyxx. all credits to her!

can you guys guess who the ex is 😝👀

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

It's My Party

Smutober Week 2

Prompt: "I'll make you forget all about him."

Character: Roy Kent (Ted Lasso)

1.6k words

Warnings: Mentions of a douchey ex, oral (f receiving), fingering

Author's Note: Consider this a birthday gift to the always wonderful and perfect @agentstarkid 😘 Happy birthday May!!

For the millionth time, Roy’s eyes drifted over to you. Despite being the guest of honor, you were probably the most miserable person at your birthday party.

Roy’s sister, one of your best friends, had told him all about how your douchebag boyfriend- the one Roy always fucking hated- had broken up with you for some girl he worked with. Even with this heartbreak, you’d let your friends plan you a massive party; some small part of you hoped that it would distract you from thinking about him. However, based on the tight smiles you offered everyone who wished you a happy birthday, it didn’t seem to be working.

Maybe it was the way he felt his own heart ache at the sight of your miserable face. Maybe it was the tight dress your friends had talked you into wearing. Maybe it was because it was your birthday, and you deserved some fun. Or maybe it was the simple fact that Roy Kent had fancied you for as long as he’d known you. Whatever it was, Roy was determined to make his move tonight.

“Alright there?”

You plastered on that fake smile when the footballer approached you in your sad little corner. “I’m good.” You eyed him as you sipped your drink. “Did I thank you for coming yet?”

He smirked, staring at your mouth. “Twice.”

“Ah.” You shrugged. “Well, let’s make it three, then. Thanks for coming.” You gave his arm a playful punch, cringing internally at the juvenile gesture. Dammit. Why did you always turn into an absolute dork around Roy Kent?

The answer, of course, was because he was the most gorgeous man you’d ever met.

He smiled down at you, clearly amused. “Thanks for inviting me.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets and glanced around the party, noting that no one seemed to be paying the two of you any mind. “What d’you want for your birthday anyway? Couldn’t think of a damn thing to get you,” he chuckled.

You. I want you for my birthday.

Yeah, like you could say that to Roy Kent.

Instead, you shook your head. “Absolutely nothing. You being here is more than enough.”

“You sure?” He smirked at you teasingly, a familiar and sexy sight. “You’re single now, so I mean, if you want to head upstairs, I’m sure I’ve got something I could give you.”

You stared at him for a moment, taking in his bearded grin and the way his brown eyes trailed brazenly down your figure and the way he was standing much closer than he should be and the way he was teasing you like he always did and- Oh.

His eyes widened as they raked over your sudden stunned expression. “Oh, shit, no, that was a joke. I-”

“Let’s go.”

Roy ran his fingers through his hair. “Oh, come on,” he huffed, squirming. “I’m fucking goofing around. I know you’re not interested-”

You leaned towards him. “What if I am?”

He narrowed his eyes at you. “Are you fucking with me?”

“Well, that’s kind of my goal,” you joked. “But I think we should head up to my room first, don’t you think?”

Roy Kent looked good with a blush on his face. “Lead the way, then.”

Not caring one bit if anyone saw you, you practically made a beeline for the stairs that led up to your bedroom, confident that Roy was right on your tail. It was surreal, seeing Roy Kent close your bedroom door behind him. He chuckled awkwardly as you turned on your dim bedside lamp.

“So.”

You sat down on the bed, eyebrows raised. “So.”

He joined you, letting his hand rest on your exposed thigh. “You going to tell me what you want for your birthday?” he teased.

“Is this obvious enough for you, Kent?”

You leaned towards him and pressed your lips to his, gently at first, but before long, his tongue was wrestling with yours as he leaned you back onto the bed, hand dipping under the hem of your dress, inching towards your quickly dampening panties. You gasped into his mouth when his fingers brushed against the material and tugged them to the side. Roy groaned when he felt your wetness.

“Fuck,” he sighed against your lips as his fingers began massaging your folds. “Even better than I imagined.”

Roy Kent had imagined what touching you would be like.

Somehow, that thought had you moaning more than Roy’s fingers did.

“So fucking perfect,” he mumbled against your neck as he pressed sloppy kisses there. “Don’t know how anyone could let you go.” He pulled back, eyes sparkling wickedly. “I’ll make you forget all about him. Fucking promise.”

With that, Roy crawled down your body, stopping to hike your dress up over your hips. He settled his face between your legs, slowly pulling down your panties. His eyes never left yours as he stuck out his tongue and flicked your clit gently. Your hips bucked up into his mouth, prompting a soft chuckle from Roy.

He hooked his arms under your legs, tugging you closer to his mouth and spreading your shaking thighs. Still watching your face, he attached his mouth to your clit, wrapping his lips around it. You were so focused on the intense jolt you felt, you almost didn’t notice him slipping two fingers into your entrance until he was knuckles deep.

“Shit, Roy,” you whimpered, rocking your hips into his bearded face.

You could practically feel his smile against your heat. As he began pumping his digits in and out of your already soaking cunt, he began sucking your clit and humming around it; you giggled when you realized he was humming Happy Birthday.

You were suddenly grateful for the pulsing music you could hear through the door from downstairs, because Roy’s tongue had you moaning his name and the squelching sound of Roy’s fingers fucking you was growing louder and louder. You’d be an absolute liar if you said you’d never thought of Roy while touching yourself, even when you had a boyfriend; you probably came harder when you were all alone thinking of Roy Kent than you ever did in bed with your ex.

Meanwhile, Roy was squirming over your mattress, his throbbing hard cock jealous of his soaked fingers. Even though this was technically a gift for you, Roy couldn’t help but feel absolutely spoiled. You were a fucking sight, pure bliss on your face while you writhed around, your dress hiked up just for him, not caring that the hair you’d probably spent forever perfecting was quickly becoming wild.

Feeling selfish, he slipped in a third finger, uttering a soft “Fuck” against your clit when he felt you tighten around him, your warm cunt sucking on his digits desperately. You could feel a puddle forming underneath you, probably staining your comforter; a beautiful reminder of the mess Roy Kent was making of you.

“Roy,” you panted, giving his hair a harsh tug. “Gonna fucking-”

You never got to finish that sentence. He flattened his tongue, giving a rough, slow lick to your bundle of nerves, snapping the knot that had built up inside you. The string of profanities that left your mouth impressed even Roy, who’d really only heard that kind of talk in locker rooms; the sound only had his cock growing harder for you. He kept up his relentless pace, thrusting in and out of you, forcing his fingers to stay inside your tightening walls. When he saw the way your glossy eyes rolled back and felt your nails dig into his scalp, he quickened his pace, creating the lewdest, wettest sounds he had ever heard in his life; he was grateful for his position between your legs, so he could be surrounded by the beautiful sound of your soaking orgasm.

Eventually, your wriggling slowed down and your moans became heavy sighs. Roy tenderly withdrew his fingers from your cunt, releasing your clit he could taste his soaking digits. You weren’t sure what you expected Roy to do after your climax, but it sure wasn’t coming back down between your legs and lapping at your folds, determined to drink every last drop of your release.

The sound that came out of your mouth when Roy’s tongue dipped inside you was the most beautiful and sinful thing he’d ever heard. His tongue explored your aching pussy, devouring his reward for a job well done. His moans mixed with the vulgar sound of slurping and the pathetic whimpers that came out of your mouth as you tried to squirm out of his strong grip; he wasn’t letting you go anywhere, not that you really wanted to anyways. Not when he had your back arching and vision going black.

Satisfied that he���d swallowed every delicious drop, Roy finally removed himself from your heat. His eyes settled on your flushed face, with that sloppy, blissed out grin of yours, the one that followed a truly earth-shattering orgasm, the one you hadn’t worn often enough in the last year. And when Roy smirked at you, your juices dripping from his beard, you knew this wouldn’t be the last time he made you smile like that.

“Wow,” you finally murmured, attempting to sit up a little; your boneless body failed you, sending you flopping back onto the mattress. “That was some birthday gift, Roy. Think I’ll need a minute to recover before we head back downstairs.”

His dark chuckle had your pussy clenching again. “Oh, you thought that was your gift?” He sat up and began unbuckling his belt. “I’m not quite finished with you, birthday girl.”

[corrodedbisexual]

bound, beautiful, beloved

Steddie | E | ~7.8k | AO3 link

Written for @steves-strapcollection's birthday! 🥰 I hope you have a wonderful day dear friend and co-member of the sacred cult of Good Boy Eddie. 😂 Happy birthday!!! 🎉🫶

Featuring: Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Dom/sub Play, Shibari, Vibrators, Lace Panties, Prostate Massage, Overstimulation, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Nipple Play, Body Worship, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Dry Humping, Mirror Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Laughter During Sex, Making Out, Aftercare, Post-Coital Cuddling, Light Angst, Romance, Self-Esteem Issues, Trauma, Insecurity, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Non-Sexual Bondage, Tenderness, Banter, Dorks in Love, Dancing, Massage, Established Relationship, Top/Switch/Soft dom Steve Harrington, Bottom/Switch/Sub Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is Steve Harrington's good boy, POV Steve Harrington

Steve's boyfriend looks like the ultimate wet dream. There’s never a time he doesn’t find Eddie the most beautiful and sexy person in the entire world, but this view, right here… this definitely takes the icing on the cake. Steve can still hardly believe they got to this point. It took two weeks to bring this particular fantasy to life. But really, they have been working up to this kind of moment for much, much longer. *** A story of Steve and Eddie growing into their intimate relationship, full of playfulness, amazing orgasms, developing trust and confidence, and above all else, unconditional love.

Snippet below!

Steve licks his thumb and exaggeratedly loudly flips another page of a sports magazine in his hands. One he definitely hasn’t managed to comprehend a single word of, while all his senses are attuned to the sounds coming from the foot of the bed.

The constant buzzing noise. The harsh breathing. The occasional whimper, or sheets rustling, or the springs inside the mattress creaking slightly.

Unable to help himself, Steve once again glances over the edge of the page at the absolute erotic masterpiece that is his boyfriend. He’s not sure why he even decided on this absurd game of mock disinterest. He’d rather be watching the sight in front of him the entire time, not pretend to be reading the magazine he can’t give a single fuck about right now.

Eddie’s sitting back on his heels, his shins bound to his thighs with a gorgeous diamond patterned leg tie. Another piece of Steve’s handiwork is a harness woven across his hips, snug underneath his balls and framing his crotch in a way that makes Steve’s mouth water every time he looks. Besides the bright red ropes, the only clothing on Eddie is a matching red pair of lace panties. Eddie’s cock is straining desperately against the delicate fabric, a dark wet spot already visible below the tip.

Eddie meets his eyes briefly, his pupils blown, lips parted, face and chest flushed. Then, he drops his head and groans, trying to grind his hips back into the source of his sweet torture, to no avail. Everything Steve’s done was to ensure he would neither be able to escape it, nor attempt any extra stimulation.

Of course, potentially he could. His hands were left untied, but untied doesn’t mean free. They are bound by Steve’s firm command, right after he finished all of his rope work, gently tugging on Eddie’s wrists and guiding them down to the mattress. “Hands against the bed, baby. Keep them there. You can be a good boy and do that for me, can’t you?”

And so, Eddie’s hands stay in place, squeezing and clawing at the sheets to either side of his bound thighs.

Steve glances at his watch. It’s only been ten minutes, yet Eddie already looks like a fucking wreck. Steve can see how hard his arms are shaking, how he’s likely desperate to touch himself through the soft lace that must feel like absolute torment on his leaking dick. Creating pressure but no friction. Steve’s tried them on once, so he knows what it’s like when you’re hard, to feel every swirl of that beautiful pattern against hypersensitive skin.

Other than being pretty (so, so pretty stretched over Eddie’s equally pretty cock, hard and thick, with a prominent contour of veins now standing out against the lace), the panties serve a very practical purpose. Steve couldn’t quite figure out how to keep the magic wand in place where he wanted it with only ropes, and this solution was just genius. The handle is tucked into part of the hip harness underneath Eddie’s ass, whereas the head of the device is firmly held by the elastic of the panties, pressed snug against his taint, sending steady vibrations to his balls and prostate. Lowest speed setting. Not enough to push him to the brink, just enough to slowly drive him mad with the relentless teasing.

“Ah, I see you’re… not enjoying your magazine… much..?” Eddie catches him looking and grins, way too cocky for the situation he’s currently in. As if on cue, his dick twitches again in his panties, and he groans, sucking in his stomach and uselessly rolling his hips again, as if trying to grind on thin air. “Oh fuck. Jesus. How much longer?..”

“What, you’ve had your fun already, baby?” Steve teases and clicks his tongue. “I did suggest fifteen minutes. It’s you who insisted on twenty, remember?”

“Uhhhh,” Eddie croaks, wriggling his hips again and slapping one palm several times against the mattress. “Ohhhh, holy ssshit. I regret everything.”

“No, you don’t.” Steve smirks.

“No, I don’t,” Eddie admits with a miserable chuckle and dramatically flops down on his face, ass in the air, letting out a long, frustrated growl muffled by the mattress, before pushing himself back to his heels.

Steve abandons the stupid premise of reading his magazine and just sits back, enjoying the view. He squeezes himself through his boxers; obviously, he’s not unaffected. His boyfriend looks like the ultimate fucking wet dream. There’s never a time Steve doesn’t find him the most beautiful and sexy person in the entire world, but this view, right here… this definitely takes the icing on the cake.

Steve can still hardly believe they got to this point, when Eddie would take the initiative and present his own fantasy for Steve to fulfill. No more shyness about it, just unconcealed arousal and eager submissiveness when they first started talking about this kind of scene, both equally horny by the time they finished merely discussing the details. Steve spent days figuring out the right kind of weave for this; then, he’d just have Eddie kneel on the bed, getting used to the position, checking every few minutes if his boyfriend was comfortable, gradually increasing the time he spent bound every night up to an hour; beyond that, Eddie’s muscles were starting to cramp up.

It took two weeks to bring this particular fantasy to life. But really, they have been working up to this kind of moment for much, much longer.

Read the rest on AO3

[b4tasquad]

✭=18+, r = requests (short)

Niko Omilana:

busy

Dating a celebrity was harder than you thought. Not because of all the attention on your relationship, nor the fact that you didn’t like their lifestyle. The time they had for things other than work was limited. This particular week Niko is rather busy, you feel forgotten and alone as he keeps rescheduling, and you’re completely sick of it.

handsy

A secret relationship came with both its pros and cons. While you could keep your business private, it also meant unknowing people getting too comfortable. One day though, this becomes too much as a guy tries to get handsy with you during filming for the Beta Squad Channel. Your boyfriend doesn’t appreciate that at all.

handsy part 2

Following the incident during a shoot, you and Niko become more confident in your relationship. With this newfound strength, it’s time to test new waters. It all goes extremely well until your boyfriend gets clouded by jealousy, making him a whole new person.

needy

During a day where you’re finishing up errands, not paying attention to anything else, just so happens to be the day your boyfriend needs the most attention. He’s persistent, even going as far as to lower his ego to tell you how much he needed you. How could you say no?

talk to me

Gavi:

drunk boyfriend

When your dork of a boyfriend is out with friends at night, you sure can’t catch a wink of sleep. Especially when he rudely wakes you up with his call, drunk off his ass.

releasing anger ✭

Usually, Gavi is rather good at keeping his anger on the pitch after hard matches. But this one time, when the judge makes the most biased decision and he’s forced to leave the match. The young footballer, overflowing with anger, needs to release his anger. That sweet realise comes in the form of his girlfriend.

jersey

After catching Gavi’s gaze on you far too many times during a game you came to watch with your cousin, you can’t help but entertain it.

Sharky:

clingy

Getting out of bed and to work is hard enough, but a clingy boyfriend who doesn’t want you to leave makes it impossible.

nervous

As you and Sharky’s relationship healthily progresses, meeting his family was one of the things bound to come. What you hadn’t expected was to only meet his little sister, which you thought would make it all the more awkward.

r passenger princess

Aj shabeel:

birthday

Birthdays had always been a bittersweet day to you. While you were happy to celebrate another year of life, memories from your childhood held you back from enjoying your day fully. When Aj forgets your birthday, it sends you into a spiral of sadness.

distraction ✭

After a rather shitty day at work, where everything seems to go wrong, your boyfriend is the greatest distraction you could ask for.

crying ✭

A “friendly” encounter with the neighbour goes wrong as your boyfriend can’t handle your closeness with men other than him. Something you say during an argument sparks a fire in him, and now he’s on a mission.

Yung Filly:

mesmerised

Keeping your relationship hidden from your best friend is a hard thing to do, especially if you got a big mouth like Filly. His eagerness to rant to someone about his love for you wins any promise he had made about keeping it lowkey.

MORE Beta squad

more coming soon..

[jinniebit]

A very chaotic birthday wish to @xuseokgyu from her favorite dork boys!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTAH!!!!!!!! I already know you are having an amazing birthday week on your trip but I’m here to wish you even more wonderful things! ngl its weird not celebrating this day with you but soon we will be together again hehe! LOVE YOU!!

[b3st-sunday-dr3ss]

new and improved introduction!

hi my names kayle (pronounced kale) but you can just call me kay!

☆ i use she/they pronouns but im fine with he/him too

☆ my username comes from the hole song "i think that i would die"! (softer softest and asking for it were taken)

☆ the username im planning to change to (if its not taken) comes from the hole song "best sunday dress"

☆ im a minor + more on the younger side of being a teenager, creepy adults dni

☆ i like to write fanfics and original works! my favorite fandom to write for is the outsiders and my favorite genres of original works are dystopian and whatever genre torturing my ocs is (almost none of them have happy plotlines lol)

☆ ao3 acc: kaycherry

☆ pinterest acc: kaycherry (hole's version)

☆ discord: kayled.chope

☆ wattpad: kaycherry

☆ squidgeworld: kaycherry

☆ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FLOOD MY AO3 INBOX AND MY ASKS, IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND I BARELY GET ANY SILLY ASKS ON TUMBLR PLEASE

fic request info (if you for some reason wanna request something)

☆ i usually write anything for fics, however please be advised that some requests may be ignored if i believe i cannot accurately/respectfully portray the subject matter, or if it's something i'm genuinely terrible at writing, as i'd rather you get no fic at all rather than a terrible one

requests i won't take:

smut fics

incest fics

rape fics

pedophilia fics

☆ i also won't accept requests if i do not write for that fandom, or if i have not viewed/cannot view the original content

the fandoms i will write for:

every novel/webcomic in the osemanverse (it's called the osemanverse right?) [WITH THE EXCEPTION OF: loveless, i was born for this, and potentially nick and charlie {idk how different it is from heartstopper, so that's why i won't write for it}, as i have not read them yet] (happy somewhat-belated birthday, alice oseman :)

a good girl's guide to murder - holly jackson

divergent - veronica roth

the hunger games - suzanne collins (SUNRISE ON THE REAPING COMES OUT ABOUT TWO WEEKS BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY I'M SO EXCITED!!!)

the selection - kiera cass (NOTE: as of writing this new intro post, i am not done reading the first novel, nor the rest of the series, so please refrain from requesting for this fandom quite yet [or do request fics for it, i can't stop you])

the outsiders - s.e. hinton

the lunar chronicles - marissa meyer (NOTE: as of writing this new intro post, i am only on cress, so please be aware that any fic written for this fandom might be inaccurate to the end of cress and inaccurate to the events of winter)

out of my mind - sharon m. draper (NOTE: yap yap yap i haven't read out of my heart yet, you get the point by now)

fish in a tree - lynda mullaly hunt

counting by 7s - holly goldberg sloan

vocaloid

the giver quartet - lois lowry

amulet - kazu kibuishi

animal farm - george orwell

1984 - george orwell

heathers

ride the cyclone

the middle

class of '09

azumanga daioh

project sekai/colorful stage

but i'm a cheerleader

the trail to oregon!

fahrenheit 451 - ray bradbury

they both die at the end - adam silvera (I RECOMMENDED THE BOOK TO A FRIEND AND THEY THOUGHT I SPOILED IT BECAUSE OF THE TITLE. anyways fuck this book for almost making me cry after state testing last may)

barakah beats - maleeha siddiqui (I LOVE THIS BOOK SM I WISH THERE WAS AN ACTUAL FANDOM FOR IT UGH)

the simpsons

the sims 4

dog man - dav pilkey

dork diaries - rachel renée russell

diary of a wimpy kid - jeff kinney (jeff was a genius for making every book have exactly 217 pages)

murder, she wrote - stephanie kuehn (i'll also write fics for the original show, however they might be inaccurate, as i've never really watched it lol)

we were liars - e. lockheart (NOTE: yap yap yap, i haven't read the prequel, yap yap yap)

stardew valley

hairspray (yap yap i havent watched the musical or movie, only listened to the soundtrack [no new hairspray fics since 2023? dw hairspray fans, ill feed you])

project sekai/colorful stage (MIZUKIS NEW UNTRAINED CARD ITS SO MIZUOVER)

theres a few more but atp if my fandoms were food, i'd be able to feed a starving village

oh, and i'll also take requests for original works, whether if be your own or my original works. however, if they're your own original works, i request that you send me a post/posts with the story in it, or in depth lore about your characters, their story, all that stuff just so i can write it as accurately as i can (idc if it's through the ask or dms)

my favorite bands/musicians and my 5 favorite songs by them!

☆ Acid Bath

cheap vodka

venus blue

scream of a butterfly

cassie eats cockroaches

diäb soulé

☆ Alice in Chains:

nutshell

heaven beside you

grind

rooster

would?

Honorable Mention: Rotten Apple

☆ Bikini Kill

rebel girl

demirep

new radio

carnival

double dare ya

☆ Bratmobile

gimmie brains

girl germs

cool schmool

bitch theme

and i live in a town where the boys...

☆ Butthole Surfers

wooden song

jingle of a dog's collar

cough syrup

pepper

tv star

☆ Chappell Roan

casual

subway (CHAPPELL IF YOU'RE HEARING ME PLEASE RELEASE SUBWAY PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP)

hot to go! (the demo ver's bridge >>>)

red wine supernova

pink pony club

Honorable Mentions: Good Luck, Babe!, and Naked In Manhattan

☆ Courtney Love (Solo Work)

i'll do anything

nobody's daughter (nobody's daughter [album] is moreso courtney's solo work than actual hole)

skinny little bitch

wedding day

miss narcissist

☆ Fiona Apple

shadowboxer

pale september

valentine

paper bag

get gone

☆ Hole (I HAD AN ANEURYSM NARROWING DOWN 5 SONGS FOR HOLE AND LIVE)

whose porno you burn/burn black

asking for it

softer, softest

drown soda (specifically the Brixton 1995 Performance/Track 13 on My Body, The Hand Grenade)

petals

Honorable Mentions: sassy, the void, drunk in rio, northern star, dying, use once & destroy, he hit me (and it felt like a kiss) (cover of the crystals), and teenage whore

☆ Jimi Hendrix/The Jimi Hendrix Experience

manic depression

voodoo child (slight return)

all along the watchtower

the wind cries mary

...and the gods made love

☆ Kurt Cobain (Solo Work)

beans

poison's gone

opinion [home demo]

and i love her (cover of The Beatles)

letters to frances

☆ Le Tigre

phanta

deceptacon

TKO

hot topic

the the empty

☆ Live

operation spirit

deep enough

the dolphin's cry

all over you

shit towne

Honorable Mentions: the distance (LET HIM COME INTO THE CITY, LET HIM FIND HIS LUCKY PENNY, LET HIM PUT IT IN HIS POCKET AND SHAKE IT ALL AROUND 🗣🔥🔥‼‼🗣🔥‼🗣🗣🗣🗣‼‼), waterboy, pain lies on the riverside, selling the drama, and white, discussion

☆ Nirvana

polly

floyd the barber

lounge act

sliver

frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle

Honorable Mentions: smells like teen spirit, in bloom, about a girl, where did you sleep last night? (cover of leadbelly) [UNPLUGGED >>>], aneurysm, and rape me

☆ The Julie Ruin

blueberry island

ha ha ha (titled as ha ha ha armageddon on The Punk Singer: Original Movie Soundtrack)

run fast

girls like us

aerobicide

theres more but im tired

my favorite musicals and 5 favorite songs from them!

☆ The Trail to Oregon! - Team Starkid

naked in a lake

wagon on fire

pays to be an animal

lost without you

gone to oregon

☆ Heathers: The Musical - O'Keefe and Murphy

dead girl walking (original and reprise)

you're welcome (west end)/blue (off-broadway)

never shut up again (west end)

beautiful

shine a light (original and reprise)

☆ The Outsiders: A New Musical - Jamestown Revival & Levine/Rapp

trouble

run run brother

justice for tulsa

friday at the drive-in

little brother

Honorable Mentions: stay gold, tulsa '67 (original and reprise), runs in the family (original and reprise), hopeless war, and soda's letter

☆ Ride the Cyclone - Maxwell & Richmond

talia

the ballad of jane doe

sugar cloud

space age bachelor man

fall fair suite

Honorable Mentions: this song is awesome (BAD EGG ON THE YOUTUBE!!🔥🗣‼‼🗣🗣🔥🔥🗣), and the uranium suite

☆ SIX - Marlow/Moss

all you wanna do

haus of holbein

no way

don't lose ur head

ex-wives

☆ Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz (I NEED TO READ THE BOOK SO BAD OML)

more than survive

the pitiful children

michael in the bathroom (unrelated but i HATE how michael is spelled the way it is and not like micheal. why cant we spell names like theyre pronounced [then again my name'd be spelled like klee, but whatever, my point still stands])

the pants song

i love play rehearsal

Honorable Mentions: the smartphone hour, the squip song, and two-player game

☆ Hairspray - Shaiman/Whitman/O'Donnell/Meehan

good morning baltimore

i can hear the bells

(the legend of) miss baltimore crabs

welcome to the 60's

(you're) timeless to me

guys please recommend me musicals to watch/listen to the soundtracks of. im already planning to listen (and watch if i can) to hairspray (watch), newsies (watch + listen), the great gatsby (watch + listen), beetlejuice (watch + listen [i wanna watch the og movie first {winona ryder ily}]), and teeth if there's a soundtrack available (the ad intrigued me)

bye

[kimbapisnotsushi]

i started writing this back in the last week of december going on into january bc we had so many karasuno bdays back then so uhhh TECHNICALLY this is a late bday post honoring like four people LMAO but let's go!!

during kageyama's first birthday at karasuno he gets a mysterious series of texts from an unknown number that goes like > happy birthday > not that this means you're forgiven > just thought it was the right thing to do > i know it's your first since. well. you know > you don't have to text back or anything!!!! > fuck fuck fuck just pretend this never happened BYE

he brings up it up two years later when he, kindaichi, and kunimi are better friends and kindaichi buries his red face in his hands and screams and kageyama isn't sure why

kunimi pats him on the back and tells him not to worry about it

ennoshita has a playlist that is solely just like white noise and creaking sounds and generally just things that would make you shit your pants alone in the dark and when asked why he just goes "it's the only way i can feel anything inside"

tsukki will NEVER admit it but he ASPIRES to be the level of deadpan that ennoshita is

tanaka: "so . . . why do you like him again?" ennoshita, watching a video he recorded of futakuchi walking straight into a lamppost bc he was playing pokemon go: "he makes me laugh"

no joke i think ennoshita is a dateko celebrity bc everyone knows about the guy that futakuchi kenji pines over bc futakuchi kenji is just known in a million ways and maybe like 90% of them are Not Good

a third-year has futakuchi by the collar and they're like "all right PUNK get ready to have your lights punched out you'll be seeing stars when i'm done with you" and futakuchi just sighs longingly and goes "ennoshita has eyes like stars . . ."

daichi is that type of upperclassman who knows very single friend of his juniors' but not in like a cool older sibling way he does it in a cringefail modern parent kind of way

kogane used to be soooooo scared of him before finding out what a huge dork he is

actually kogane isn't scared of asahi bc he's so used to aone and asahi cries over it

(sorry for plugging in dateko so much i just genuinely think they have such a fun relationship with karasuno i ADORE it)

onagawa: "man idk how you do it" narita: "do what?" onagawa: "being the only normal person on your team"

yeah no narita is carrying the weight of the world as the only person with the brain cell on karasuno

sometimes it's ennoshita but he's been dead inside since first year so

suga tells the first years he knows martial arts but all he really did was go to one (1) judo club demonstration during his second year of middle school and somehow managed to flip the captain over by sheer luck and never tried again

for takeda's birthday everyone teams up to get him a really nice fountain pen, a classical poetry book, and a quality bottle of sake. for ukai's birthday tsukki leads a powerpoint presentation on why smoking is bad for you and that he really should stop, backed up with everyone else standing behind him with their arms crossed and nodding along

okay that and they also get him a really cute apron (embroidered with crows!!) for him to wear around the store and a bag of good coffee

kiyoko has all - and i mean ALL - the snacks from the local convenience store on a tier list and when the vbc asked how the fuck she managed to do that she just went "my track team was a lot weirder than you guys"

actually the reason why daichi asked kiyoko to be the manager wasn't because kiyoko was the only one with no club activities going on it was because she gave asahi a hair tie when nobody else would and asahi had been trying to befriend her since (and also return said hair tie) but was too nervous to make the first move

asahi: "noooooo daaaaaaaiiiichiiiiiiiiii i caaaaaaaan't i'm so awkward and embarrassing!!!!" daichi, with all the confidence of a fifteen-year-old constantly winging it: "it's okay, i've got this!"

yeah he's just as surprised as you are that it worked out

especially considering he pitched it to her like a used car salesman

kiyoko carries a lot of hair ties with her when she starts just for asahi and when he leaves the team she doesn't stop bc she tells suga, daichi, and the second-years, "he'll come back, just wait and see"

THEY WERE FRIENDS TOO!!!! THEY WERE FRIENDS TOO!! THEY WERE FRIE -

[boundbyeclipse]

heyyyy can I request fluff number 6 with current Kirk?????

jelly sweets

genre : fluff

word count : 857

tags : current!kirk, soft!kirk, female!reader, no warnings, just pure fluff

from the prompt list : 6. “my lipgloss is all over your lips”

2 weeks ago

“I cannot wait to come back, the tour has been kicking my ass and I just want to see you” Kirk spoke over the phone.

“Only two more weeks and we will finally see each other, I am beyond excited. By the way, are the boys coming?”

“Yes, all three of them will be at your birthday party. Just make sure you have some extra stuff, you know how Lars can get. Eats like back in the day” the both of you emerged into laughter after Kirk’s remark about his friend. And you sure did know how he was with food.

“Alright, I’ll take care of that. Call me when you can, love you”

“I will. Love you too”

Now

It was finally your birthday party and all of the boys were at your house. Everything was set up, from food to decorations, the plates and glasses on the table along with napkins and utensils. The cake that you bought was a chocolate cake with chocolate glazing and some strawberries with white chocolate drizzled on top of them. Everyone took a seat and you felt so happy to be surrounded by such wonderful people. You offered them all sorts of food that was laid out, along with sodas, carbonated water, juice and some champagne, for whoever wanted it.

Laughter and chatter filled the house as the hours were passing by, the atmosphere being cozy and nice, putting all of you in a good mood.

But what you were the most happy about was that Kirk was here, finally, after so long of not seeing you. It was impossible to leave his side the entire evening, you either held his hand, had your head on his shoulder, adored his smile, complimented him and giggled at his jokes. The way he cut a piece of cake for you and wiped the side of your lips with a napkin just made you feel like a schoolgirl in love. He was everything you have ever wanted.

“Hey, I’ll head out for a smoke, if you don’t mind” James said as he gave you a warm smile.

“Not at all!”

“I’ll use the bathroom” Lars said with his index finger raised in the air, which made you chuckle. Funny guy.

“I’ll get in line then” Rob added and you showed a thumbs up for them.

It was now just you and Kirk left.

“Hey, would you mind helping me with bringing the cupcakes and jelly sweets?” you asked him, batting your eyelashes at this man. He was swooned by your beauty, and he couldn’t say no.

“Let’s go”

Upon placing cupcakes on the plate and pouring jelly sweets into a bowl, Kirk suddenly came up from behind you and placed his chin on your shoulder, his arms wrapping around your waist.

“I missed you a lot, you know?”

You smiled to yourself, raising your hand to ruffle the hair at the back of Kirk’s head, which he absolutely loved.

“I missed you more, you dork. Hm. Your hair feels nice”

Kirk placed a kiss on your exposed shoulder since you wore an off-the-sleeve dress. It made the hairs in your body stand up immediately. So you turned around, now face to face with him, wrapping your hands around his own waist as his hands cupped your face.

“You know what would feel even nicer?” he asked.

“What?”

He then leaned in and closed the distance between you as your lips crashed with a loving kiss. He made your heart drop to your toes with the way he kissed you, his plush lips were always so nice and warm, you just couldn’t get yourself to stop. Your tongues danced together, perfectly in sync and with no fighting over dominance. Kirk smiled into the kiss, the pads of his fingers slowly moving into your soft hair.

But some kind of shuffling suddenly interrupted you two.

Lars has just walked in on you and Kirk kissing in the kitchen. What a perfect timing.

“So that’s why you two were gone for this long. Get a goddamn room” Lars gave you a disgusted face, making Kirk and you laugh.

“Calm your tits down, it’s just a kiss,” you shot back, “by the way, it’s my house, so I can kiss my man whenever I wish. Oh, and don’t forget that it’s my birthday”

Lars shook his head and smiled as he walked back to the living room.

“Oh, dang it” you widened your eyes.

“What?”

“My lipgloss is all over your lips” you tried to find a napkin to wipe it off, but Kirk grabbed you in a swift move and you were back in his embrace, sharing another sweet kiss.

“Kirk!” you giggled, looking into his brown doe eyes.

“Shhh. I’ll get it off, it doesn’t bother me”

“Alright, but hurry up, the boys are gonna get suspicious”

He smiled as he wiped off the lipgloss, then placing his hand at the small of your back as he walked you back to the table.

“Didn’t know Kirk still got it” James made a comment as soon as you both sat down.

“James!”

[artzzyb00-27]

Fire-fam kids Teenage Adventures: Influences

The way I pulled and Evan Buckley and did an ungodly amount of research to find out if Christophers age here was still somewhat reasonable. I pulled out my calculator! Trigger warning: shootings

It had been a month and a few weeks after his first day of high school. Specifically at Theodore Roosevelt High. Sure Eddie had been more than a little worried, but Chris was confident he would be fine. Don't get it twisted, at first, he wanted to go to school with Denny and Harry. But after thinking it over, he decided it would be better to make connections on his own.

Buck was more than happy to let him try his own thing as long as he was being safe. After the painful slow burn, Eddie and Buck tied the knot and have been married for two years now. It was nothing but heaven. Of course, that didn't mean he wasn't scared his little boy was going off to high school.

"I declare you, officially a teenager. Welcome to angst and acne forever!" Harry had said that when Christopher's fourteenth birthday came up. Harry was already sixteen by now so he knew a thing or two. Denny, who was now fifteen, had recorded the interaction to show his girlfriend and Christopher's secret friend. Not really a secret but Eddie and Buck didn't know about him yet so it technically was a secret. There was a reason Christopher pushed so hard to go specifically to Theodore Roosevelt.

Manuel "Manny" Salvador Gutiérrez. Mouthful of a name to say at once. It's why he preferred going by Manny Gutiérrez. Harry and Denny met him when Chris invited them to the mall saying he wanted them to meet someone. Manny was the type of guy to be tough and stoic. To be known as the troubled kid who looked like could throw a mean punch(he could) and not get hit at all.

Always wearing worn-down Vans with slightly baggy jeans, sometimes ripped jeans, an oversized shirt with a jacket over. Or sometimes a graphic tee that color matched with his Vans and leather jacket.  He dyed hair at the ends, piercings(eyebrow and nose), and small tattoos because his mom let him.

Underneath that though, kid was a total dork. Once he warms up to you he's a complete softy. Like a big furry black dog. Looks intimidating, but is dopey at the sight of his favorite person. And that person was Chris. They had met in Junior High in math class, which was Manny's best subject. The teacher recommended extra credit to tutor Chris and since then they've been best friends.

"Wonder what's taking so long?" Eddie hummed in response at Chimney behind him. After learning they had a 24-hour shift, Hen, Chim, Buck, and Eddie had decided to carpool in the black minivan so it would be less gas on everyone. Noticing the time they got out, Buck texted Carla ahead to not worry about Chris because they would be able to pick him up.

"Not sure, he's usually out by now. The final bell rang like 20 minutes ago."

Looking around, he couldn't spot his kid. He'd begun taking on a different style of dressing recently. Drifting slightly away from bright colors but keeping his nerdy side. His hair was also slightly different. He had shaved sides that weren't vibrant but still shined. Wore more Converse than  Eddie had in his whole life.

Hen looked out through her window, which was closer to the school gates, and saw Chris walking out but without his backpack smiling.

"I see him at the gate but he doesn't have his bag." Buck and Eddie turned to look and were surprised that Hen was telling the truth. Chris had this thing with bags,  that if he didn't have it on him during school hours, he wasn't functional. That's when they saw a 5,6, light-skinned boy with purple-tipped hair in curls in a messy mullet, running up to their son with a backpack on his body and holding Christopher's bag for him on the other.

Eddie's eyes bulged, he barely even got to touch the bag, including Buck. He wondered how Christopher allowed the boy to hold his bag as carelessly as he was. As the two teenagers looked around, Christopher saw the minivan, smiled, and waved. The boy next to him doing the same. Buck, Chim, and Hen waved back smiling.

Not Eddie, he was still in shock and protective dad mode. As the boys walked over Eddie inspected the kid closer. He got a weird feeling and immediately disapproved. Then again he didn't know him so judgment was base level.

"Never would've thought Christopher hung out with punk rock kids," Chim commented making Hen snort and Buck smile while glancing at the back seat diagonal from him. Hen moved back through the open middle and sat in the very back seat. As the door opened, Eddie adjusted himself in the driver's seat so he could look at the pair better.

"Hey everybody!" Christopher said cheerfully.

"Hey!" Was the synchronized greeting. When nothing came out of Eddie except a soft smile, Chris raised an eyebrow but chose to ignore it for now. Turning to his friend while reaching for his bag Christopher spoke.

"Thanks again Manny, I'll text you when I get home." The blonde said whilst putting his bag on the floor of the van. Raising his hand waiting for Manny to do the same.

"Más te vale menso." He replied in Spanish while dapping up Chris. Walking away after Chris closed the car doors, he put on his headphones and walked off down the street.

"Who was that?" Christopher gained a weird expression, not because of the question in general, but because of the tone his dad used. Is he angry at Manny?

"My friend. Why?" Laughter came from the other three "adults" in the vehicle while Eddie started the van giving Christopher more confusion than before. After dropping off the other two firefighters at their respective homes, the family of three headed home. Once inside, Eddie wanted to start asking Chris about Manny but the person of interest interrupted with a phone call. Unintentionally.

"Hey, big man! How's the homework Garcia gave us? N-no! Oh, come on! Another Delta math-, I swear he secretly hates us-,..." The sound of conversation drifted away as Christopher dashed into his room for privacy. A small laugh pulled Eddie from his thoughts.

Turning around to glare at the man who he loved oh so much, but would very much beat up for making fun of him.

"What?"

"Yeesh, spicy Díaz, my favorite. Wish  I could have you to myself early." Buck sauntered over whilst pulling his lover in by the waist. Getting a petty pout from the shorter one.

"Siguele, aver como te va. Don't act like you're not worried either." Eddie sassed as he placed a soft kiss on Buck's lips, the latter happily reciprocating. Pulling away, smiling Buck sighed.

"Nah, especially cause I already knew." He informed his husband, who's eyes widened in shock. "I walk into Chris' room to put some clothes away and saw the Discord call open,... and their messages." Buck looks down somewhat shamefully.

If Eddie was immature, he would ask what the messages had said. However, today was not the day, he needed to know Buck's opinion. (He'll press him for details later when they go to bed) Smiling with jaw agape, he couldn't help but chuckle at his pale lover with blue eyes.

"So you're telling me that, you were judging me, for being too snoopy of my son.." burying his face against Eddie's shoulder to save embarrassment, "And you-!"

Laughing slightly cut him off, to be fair, he was laughing too.

"YoOU decided to SCROLL through our little boy's messages?? You?! The 'laid back' parent?!"

Cackling at this point Eddie was smiling uncontrollably whilst watching Buck wallow in shame.

"You guys okay?" Chris said smiling at how affectionate they were being peeking his head out of his door. The pair turned to look at their son. Damn, he'd gotten tall over the time he'd entered high school.

"Yeah, we're good bud. We're just laughing at something." Buck assured the blonde boy.

"Okay, hey is it okay if I go over to Manny's tomorrow after school? It's his birthday and we wanted to spend time together," Despite the emotional manipulation tactic(taught to him by Buck no doubt) Eddie caved and agreed to let him go, reluctantly, as long as he texted when they went anywhere different location-wise.

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So be it the next morning Christopher was gone for school earlier than Eddie and Buck were up for their 10-hour shift, and he got suspicious. The last time that happened Christopher made pancakes and burned Eddies. On purpose. Called it revenge for when he was a kid who couldn't fend for himself. He got noogied for a good bit after that one.

Looking at his phone after brushing his teeth, he saw a message from Chris. Saying he left early with some friends because they were stopping by the store near the school. They were grabbing snacks to eat in class because their teacher didn't care as long as they multi-tasked(they wouldn't), and finished their online notes(they won't).

Looking over his shoulder, Buck smiled in awe. He looked so proud of his son that it made Eddie's heart melt.

"He's growing up now huh?" Eddie nodded but stayed silent. Raising a brow in concern, Buck turned the shorter firefighter to face him and gently lifted his face with his index finger. Poor Papa Eddie, had small tears forming in his eyes. "Awh, Eddie, mi amor. It's okay."

If you think Buck didn't hold Eddie for a solid 3 minutes whilst rocking slowly from right to left? You're wrong. He even moved his hands against the man's face and kissed his forehead. Pulling back into the hug, Eddie nuzzled his head in Bucks' muscular figure.

"Don't forget he still needs us." Eddie knew that, but the thought of Christopher one day leaving to be on his own was terrifying.

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And need them he did. How did it go so wrong so fast? At first, it started like a normal workday. Mess with Chim and Ravi, gossip with Hen, work out with Lena, answer calls, and help Bobby make dinner. Stuff that was unexpectedly expected. That is till 1:30 when a call from a school. Saying that there was an active shooter in their walls.

"It's at Roosevelt," Bobby said without wanting to go into detail. Everyone in the back seat froze and gazed upon Eddie and Buck who quickly interlocked hands to try and pace their breathing to focus. "Think you can handle it?" Immediate nods from the pair answered. The others smiled solemnly.

Once arriving at the school they noticed police officers everywhere around the school, thank god, and students across the street on the far side of the park. They caught sight of Officer Morales, a good friend of Athena's, talking to the Principal.

Athena went up to them once seeing their arrival.

"Whoever it is, it's a student. The cameras Reid hacked showed no footage of anyone sneaking in on school grounds. I need you guys to go in and find some kids that are still in the building-" A loud series of gunshots were heard. People near but far enough away from the danger could be heard crying, yelling, or swearing. Reluctantly Athena looked to Eddie. "Christopher is in there still. Along with four others. We need to hurry. My group will flank left, you go right, I want this child caught."

Without wasting another second, and no time to fully think about what she said, the team applied bullet bulletproof vest underneath their jackets and broke a window to get in through the science labs. Walking around as silently as possible they tried finding the shooter without giving them a hint of an idea that they were inside. 

Granted, shattered glass in an empty room isn't the quietest. Walking around Eddie's heart was beating quicker than ever. Of all things, why a shooter at his son's school? Then Eddie thought back to what Christopher had asked him yesterday. Poor Manny must think today's the worst birthday ever.

Hearing a crack, they froze. Getting ready to duck into cover in the classrooms or run across the hallway. The sound of running gets nearer, with a shadow then rounding the corner to face them. Manny.

The sigh of relief from the kid was the opposite of what the firefighters felt. The boy was covered in blood and his hair was more messy and gross from sweat. Bobby prayed that it was someone else's blood in an attempt to trick the shoot. Manny scanned each of them till running up to Buck and Eddie.

"I know where Chris is! Come on!" He whispered. Looking at the other firefighters he gave them information on where the shooter was. "She's on the top floor, I drove her away from where Chris was and looped around. She thinks I'm still up there."

So it was a girl. Snapping out of it Bobby radioed Athena and told her to meet upstairs to corner the shooter and catch her.

"Her?" Athena's surprised voice could be heard.

"She's the daughter of a gun shop owner. She must've been pissed enough about Monday morning to pull this," Monday? "Careful, it's not a pretty sight in room S-16." This poor kid. Following Manny down the hall he came from, they made it to the Library and headed to the back.

Digging through the ripped wallpaper, he opened up a hidden room. Inside Christopher was having a panic attack, holding a pair of long scissors. Once seeing Manny he dropped them and lunged into the taller kid's arms.

"Manny! Dads!" The boy said hugging his parents whilst his friend watched. Taking a good look at him, Christopher wasn't injured. Smudged blood from hugging Manny in the relief of seeing his friend alive.

"We gotta get them outta here," Buck said before shots were fired upstairs.

"Go, I need to find Angie. She's still in the upper bathroom. I saw her text." Manny told Christopher, almost forgetting the adults were still there. Seriously?

"No time, come on!" Eddie yelled and went to pick up Chris. But Manny was two steps ahead and grabbed his arm running away. Groaning Eddie and Buck ran after the pair. Eddie was cursing in his head, what the hell is wrong with him!? Putting them in jeopardy like this.

Seeing them stop abruptly, Manny pushed his arm against one of the fire escape doors. It looked like one of the other students propped it open to let others out in case they were still inside. When Eddie and Buck reached them, Eddie walked through the door and tried, key word tried, to drag them towards the truck.

"No, I need to get to Angie! She's still in there!" Manny yelled out trying to rip out of Buck's hold.

"Manny! She's gonna be okay, I know you don't trust law enforcement but these are good ones. They're my family," Chris calmed(reprimanded??) his friend and led him towards the truck. Once they got to the truck, Hen ran over to inspect the injuries on Manny while Eddie checked Christopher to double-check if he was injured or not. A thump broke the inspection though. Looking up, Eddie saw Manny lying down in the truck with Hen panicked.

"Manny!" Chris yelled, leaning over his friend trying to wake him up.

"Oh my god-, Eddie I need gauze for pressure, he was shot in the stomach!" Scanning the boy, he noticed the splotch of blood on his white shirt over the torso was getting darker. Also spreading and staining the vehicle along with the boy's jacket. A brief sight at the jacket let Eddie read out a name on a patch on his right arm. U.S. Navy Airforce it read.

"Shit! Buck! Grab Chris!"

"No! Buck let me go! Manny!" Chris yelled trying to break free from his pop's arms. Looking back at the scene the kid was barely breathing but needed serious medical attention quickly.

"We need to get him to the hospital. Now!" Nodding her head, Hen and Eddie transferred him to one of the ambulances and rode off to the hospital nearby. 

"Stay with us kid, just a little longer!" Manny was looking around the ambulance looking at Eddie trying to respond to him. "No, no, no, don't talk, focus on breathing. I need you to stay with me! We're almost there!"

Looking out the window of the ambulance, Eddie's heart broke more. The sight of leaving Christopher behind in Buck's arms, still trying to break free and run after the ambulance. Eddie didn't doubt tears were streaming down his son's face.

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Later after arriving at the hospital and dropping the kid off, Eddie asked the nurses, whom he knew personally from all of his and his husband's escapades, to give him updates on Manny. She agreed relieved after inspecting the file quickly and said she'd let him know anything that happened.

After an hour of searching and a shot police officer, they were able to catch the girl responsible. Apparently, on Monday morning one of the teachers shamed her for her behavior. Saying it was her attitude wouldn't get her far in life especially because she didn't have a mom. the teacher didn't apologize and the people who she asked for help didn't do anything about it. That doesn't excuse the shooting and the lives it cost. The teacher she tried to get wasn't even hurt after the fact.

Parents were crying whilst firefighters and police officers consoled them. Returning to the scene for any additional tasks, Eddie scanned the area looking for his team. After catching sight of Buck and Chimney, he and Hen ran up to them.

"Where's Christopher?"

"Carla took him home, Bobby let me call her to make sure he was away from here," Buck said from behind him. Looking around slightly Eddie saw Ravi sitting on the curb with his head in his hands. "Ravi was up with some of the officers and Bobby trying to get the shooter. She aimed her gun at Ravi and a kid hiding in the corner jumped in front of him. It went right through his skull. Held him in his arms and took his parents into the building to mourn." Eddie grabbed Bucks' hand and walked up to Ravi.

This poor guy couldn't catch a break. Looking up, Ravi revealed his bloodshot eyes and pale face.

"It wasn't your fault," Buck said leaning on one knee with his partner copying. Putting an arm on the shoulder for comfort. Shaking his head, Ravi bit his lip to stop more tears.

"I'm sorry Buck, but right now I can't believe that. I don't think I ever will either."

After that Bobby told them all to go home and spend time with themselves and their families. Once opening the door to their house, Eddie and Buck were tackled into a hug by their son and then a softer one from Carla. After she left, Eddie gave Christopher an update on Manny. He was stable but wouldn't leave the hospital for a few days.

"Do you know his parent's phone number? I don't know if they followed to the hospital after getting a phone call." Chris gained a pained expression and rubbed his eyes, pushing his glass up in the process, before responding.

"They aren't home, they're in Miami. They're truckers, so they're never really around." Eddie took a glance at Buck who was looking down at the table saddened even more. "They're good people, just not around a lot. He was mainly with his uncle till last year. I can't say more than that, it's personal and should come from Manny."

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The next morning school was canceled for the next two weeks. Along with encouragement for parents to seek therapy for their kids. Chris already had one, but Manny had become a concern now in Eddie's mind. Birthday at the same time as shooting and almost dying was not a good combo.

"When Madison pulled out her gun she was in the English room. Me and Manny were walking down the hall from turning in papers when we heard the gunshots. We thought something loud hit the floor till she came out, saw us, and shot. I froze, but Manny reacted and shielded himself in front of me. Grabbed my hand and booked it downstairs. I was able to pull the fire alarm in time whilst someone else called the cops. Angie was the one that wasn't in the room so she dialed 9-1-1." By the end of retelling the incident, Chris was sobbing in his father's arms, trying to speak but couldn't.

After a small breakfast, they all headed to the hospital and saw the multitude of parents in the waiting room. Some with tears, others with anger on their face. Some blank.

"Why are we here?" 

"This is where we brought Manny, figured you'd want to see him. Plus he deserves a good party for his birthday. Sixteen's a big one." Chris brightened up at the idea but went back to somber at the idea of Manny connected to tubes keeping him alive.

"Hey there, you visiting that kid you brought in yesterday?" the same nurse from the other day asked. Smiling Eddie nodded, holding up a bag with a cake inside. They stopped at the store quickly to buy a mini one. Eddie hoped he loved carrot cake. It was the only one they had.

"If that's okay. Don't wanna overwhelm him after yesterday." Buck coaxed, probably trying to subtly tell Chris they might not let him in due to not being on the emergency list.

"Yeah, honestly better you three than no one at all." That brought frowns to Eddie and Buck. His parents weren't home yet then. Going up the elevators and walking the halls down, they got to the room. Taking a deep breath Chris opened the door and saw Manny awake looking at something on his phone. Looking up he visibly relaxed yet still looked worried. Meanwhile, Chris was just happy to see his friend alive running over to hug him.

Buck had his arm over Eddie's shoulder and leaned his head on the latter. This kid wasn't so bad. And he deserved so much better than what the universe handed him this week.

[sunwarmed-ash]

Sinful Sunday Updates

hey y'all, I hope you enjoyed this weeks Hankvin SS update! i read all your comments so I def know some of you did! 😘😈 here's what the next two sundays are gonna look like

5/12: @double-dorks-beanie's prompt: Harringrove, Vampire!Billy, PWP Vain foy my blood

I'll be posting a teaser for this tomorrow ^^^ 😈 (WIP wednesday)

5/19: Final chapter of Love me or hate me, I just don't care

A happy ending! You can thank @ihni for that, I was gonna make it tragic but then we started talking about billys birthday and things turned fluffy

ao3, kofi, sinful sunday faq, ss masterlist

love y'all forever!!

[jasmine-tea-latte]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love 💜

Thank you so much, love! ❤️❤️❤️

While I love my bigger, ongoing fics ("delicate" and TYCSTD), I'm veering into a slightly different approach.

Besides my more well-known fics, these five will always have a place in my heart.

Of Halos, Waves, and Starlight – The very first fic that I wrote, the one that kicked all of this off! This one is my baby, the one that I wrote based on a fleeting idea and a want to see a ZK fic with them dancing and falling in love. It was June 2020, shortly after that year’s Zutara Week prompts had been released and the pandemic shut down everything, and I had a lot more free time on my hands. So I thought, why not? Let’s write a fanfic for the hell of it! Then once I finished Halos, I decided to write something for all seven prompts… and the rest is history!

The Fortuneteller and the Fire Prince – This one was born from a tumblr post, when I thought “that sounds like a fun fic idea – I’d want to read that!” before deciding, “actually, I want to write that.” This is my third most-liked fic, and it’s one that I go back to from time to time. I just love the idea of S1 Zuko discovering that a certain waterbending peasant might just be the love of his life. This was so fun to write ❤️

this pain won’t be for evermore – This little two-parter was another fic that was a lot of fun to write. I have a fondness for Pining!Zuko and this one has a whole forest full of our fiery boi pining away. Katara’s POV in the second chapter was also a pleasant surprise, as I initially hadn’t planned to add on to it. I followed this fic up with another entry for ZK Drabble December 2020, though this one will always be one of my favorites.

You are the Ocean (and I'm Good at Drowning) – This is one of my more purple-prose-ish (purply prose? purplish prose?) fics, and I make zero apologies for how indulgent it is, even if it probably defies the law of physics on some level. This fic is straight-up fluff and steam, and I have such a soft spot for this little story.

little rays of starlight – One of these days I will go back to working on the parent fic that inspired this one, but it is not this day. In the meantime, this was a sweet little break from everything else, set in The Phoenix and the Dragon universe and chronicling ZK’s first trip to the South Pole after becoming parents, hoping to show their daughter the southern lights. I love doting, fussy mother hen Zuzu worrying about their bebe while his loving wife looks on, grinning at her dork of a husband. There are lots of continuity nods and a few references that tie this to the parent fic, though it can be read as a standalone.

A runner-up would be Happy Birthday, Father Lord, also set in the same AU as “little rays of starlight.” This one was written as a coping mechanism during a particularly stressful time, and I needed a dose of major fluff to cheer me up. Yes, back when I first came up with this universe I gave ZK a whopping SEVEN steambabies. Yes, I got carried away and no, nowadays they’d have a fraction of that at most. But still, this one was a lot of fun and best of all, there’s a lot of love.

I tag you – yes you! Don’t make me go into your inbox 😉

[rose-of-the-grave]

Birthday Party

Pairing: Harry x Hermione

Happy early birthday to one Harry James Potter! I finished this early and couldn't wait to post it 😄 This is based off of these two requests! As always I'm the author (please don't repost)

Masterlist. Read on Ao3

Warnings: fluff, Harmione being cute, Hermione and Lily bonding, James and Lily are alive and well

Word Count: 603

Description: Harry Potter celebrated his birthday with everyone he loves, including Hermione who ends up bonding a bit with Lily over the similarities in their relationships with Harry and James respectively.

Taglist: @sylveryfire, @fuckyeahsuperheropowercouples

Everybody was gathered around the table, singing Happy Birthday to Harry. The room was packed with friends and family, whether it was all of his parents’ friends that were like aunts and uncles to him or his friends from school. Ron and Hermione sat on either side of him as he leaned forward to blow out the candles, making a wish.

He looked up, grinning as everyone started cheering. Lily started to cut and serve the cake, giving Harry the first piece. It was a chocolate cake shaped like a snitch and covered in gold frosting.

Taking a bite, he exclaimed, “It’s really good! Thanks mom!”

“Anything for the birthday boy!” Lily said, teasingly before continuing to serve the cake.

“This is really good, Mrs. Potter!” Hermione said from where she sat next to Harry.

“Oh, please. Call me Lily.” His mom said.

Hermione smiled. Harry looked over at her and they shared a shy smile, they had started dating only a few weeks ago and not many people knew, including his parents. He knew that they suspected that there was something more between them but up until now they had just been friends.

The guests started to wander around into the living room and outside where games had been set up for the party. Lily and James were clearing up some stuff from the dining room, leaving Harry and Hermione virtually alone.

Harry had just finished his cake and was about to get up before realizing Hermione wasn’t quite finished.

“All done!” She said, a small piece of cake on the side of her mouth.

“There’s a…” He motioned at it before giving up and deciding to get it himself. He wiped it away with a finger before slowly leaning in for a kiss.

A plate clatter in the background and they pulled away, laughing a bit.

“Mmmmm… you taste like chocolate.”

She giggled,”That’s because I just had some, birthday boy!” Her eyes lit up with joy. She was beautiful. The two of them were lost in each other, not paying attention to their surroundings while Lily and James came back in from the kitchen.

“Seems they finally are official, James” Lily said.

“It would seem so.”

“Harry, get out here! I need a partner for this game!” Ron yelled from outside.

“I’m coming!” He yelled back before apologizing, “Sorry, ‘Mione.”

“It’s fine, I’ll see you out there.” She said before standing up and starting to gather some of the plates to take to the kitchen.

“Oh, you didn’t need to do that dear.” Lily said.

“It’s no problem. I was actually wondering if you needed any help cleaning?”

“Well, since you’re asking…” She gave her a rag and started her on wiping the dishes she was cleaning. Even though Lily could have easily done so with magic she had always preferred to wash dishes by hand.

“So, how’s school been going so far?”

“It’s been good. I’m waiting for the OWL results right now.”

“Right, of course. That should be any day now.”

“Hopefully.”

They shared a smile before returning to the task at hand. From where they stood they had an excellent view of the backyard where Ron, Harry, and Sirius were facing off against Fred, George, and James in a game of three on three quidditch.

“It’s funny, isn’t it Mrs. Potter?” Hermione mused.

“What do you mean, Hermione dear?”

“Both of us fell in love with a boy with glasses, who plays quidditch, can be clueless but still an adorable dork. Sometime, history does repeat itself, huh?”

Lily smiled, “It sure does and I couldn’t be happier.”

[disasterousduo]

The Pirate’s Fairytale

Ch. 1 Meeting a Pirate

Sunny’s view

I wake up with a yawn as I look at my clock, 7 am. Getting out of bed, I check the calendar, looking at the date.

July 16….

July 16!

Me and Moon’s birthday!

I rush out of my room, and immediately bump into someone.

When I look up, I see Eclipse glaring down at me, “Watch where you’re going dork.”

Before I could say anything, he picks me up with his tentacles, then leaves.

As I watch him leave, I mutter angrily to myself, then remember I forgot to say it was my birthday. Then I think, ‘of course he knew! He’s my brother! My taller, younger brother…’

As I continue to walk, I see Solar and Moon talking. I hear someone behind me, turn around, and see Earth.

“Hey Ear-“ I wave at her

She runs over to Moon and gives him a big hug, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOON!”

I look over at them, slowly putting my hand down, my heart slightly breaking. ‘Maybe she didn’t see me?’ I think, slightly feeling better.

Feeling more people push past me, I see all my siblings wishing Moon a happy birthday… what about me?

As I hear someone clear their throat, I look behind me and see Trashcan Man.

“Hey Trashcan!” I smile kindly at him.

“I have a name you know.” I hear him angrily grumble, but before I can say anything, he grabs me, “You need to continue your lesson, let’s go.” And drags me along.

Later

“Stupid royal lessons.” I mutter angrily and annoyed, “How come I have to do them, but no one else does?! I don’t even want to be stupid king. Why’d I have to be born first?! I always have to have it hard!”

As I continue to swim in the ocean and make coral crowns, I see a ship. Going above the water to it to check it out, I suddenly get caught in a net.

I struggle to break free from the net, only to hear, "Ye ain't human!"

Looking around at who said that, only to look down to see a short fox. Looking at the ships flag, I see it’s a pirate ship.

I reply uncomfortably, “Can you get me out of here? And who are you?”

The fox "Or a lass!" He looks more surprised.

‘Girl? I’m not a girl!’

Foxy’s view

Monty throws a bucket and mop across the deck, “Start cleaning fox!”

I glance at Freddy, who's busy cleanin' the cannons. "What's got the captain so riled up?" I ask.

“We’ve gotten no treasure for a whole week, and the crews getting hungry, especially since we have kids in the ship.”

"Ye've got to feel sorry for the captain…"

“I DONT PAY YOU TO CHIT CHAT! START WORKING!” Monty yells from his captain office.

I begin swabbin' the decks when somethin' colorful catches me eye in the water. Curious, I take a closer look and realize it's a head. Quickly, I grab the net and haul the person aboard.

When I get 'er to eye level, I see she ain't human, but a beautiful mermaid, maybe a siren? She was mostly yellow, with some red stripes on her tail and arms, her eyes were blue and orange, and she had a red amulet of some kind, not to mention a flower crown of some kind?

"Ye ain't human!" I gasp.

‘Whatever she be, she's a beauty. I could probably sell 'er for a tidy sum of gold.’

She starts to look uncomfortable as she asks, “Can you get me out of here? And who are you?”

I look surprised as I hear this, she didn’t sound like a lass, but she he looks like a lass!

“Or a lass!" I blurt out.

She He looks as angry as a stormy sea as I speak. Yet, he seems uneasy, not the type to cause real harm.

Glancing around to ensure no one's watching, finding Freddy long gone, I snatch the net. Dragging him to the ship's deck, I set him free.

He flops onto the floor face-first. I snicker quietly as he glares at me. But then, noticing his shivering, I offer him my coat.

He chirps in gratitude, or so I think. Looking around, he starts transforming into a humanoid shape.

"You can do that?" I inquire.

He nods and chirps something.

"I can't understand a word you're sayin'," I admit.

He grumbles, glancing at his hand and miming writing with the other.

"You need paper?" I ask.

He nods vigorously and chirrs. Hurrying to my quarters, I fetch a notebook and return swiftly. Handing him the paper, he begins to write something. Once done, he hands it back to me.

“I need clothes, also my names Sun. What’s yours new friend?”

"Friend? Well, this is gettin' awkward now," I mutter under me breath, considerin' I was plannin' to sell him earlier.

"My name's Foxy, and I got some clothes in me room. Come on," I say, leading Sun to me quarters to find him some gear. After he picks out a white shirt and a red skirt that fit him, we settle on me bed and start askin' each other questions—well, I ask 'em, and he scribbles his responses.

"What were ye doin' near our ship?" I inquire, loungin' on me bunk.

“I had been swimming by, and saw the ship. I was curious about it, I’ve only ever read about ships before.” Sun writes, staring at me.

"How come ye can write English but not speak it?" I ask, gazing at him curiously.

“I was taught to write English by my father.” He looks away glaring at the wall.

"I could give ye a tour of the ship if ye want," I offer, trying to change the subject.

He looks at me with stars in his eyes, chirring excitedly and giving me a hug.

I chuckle softly at his enthusiasm. Suddenly, I hear someone barging in just as Sun places his flower crown on me.

Monty yells as he fixes his gaze on me, “WHY ISNT THE FLOORS CLEAN?! AND WTF YOU HAVE ON YOUR HEAD?!” Then he glances at Sun and starts to calm down a bit. “And who is this fine young lady you have with you?” He asks, kissing his hand.

I glance at Sun, noticing his annoyed expression.

Giggling softly, I watch as he quickly scribbles something in his notebook. “I’m a boy, kind sir.”

Monty stares at him for a moment, then shrugs, “Fine with me ether way.” He replies, looking confused at me for why he wrote it down.

Before anyone else can say a word, or in Sun's case, write anything else, I interject, "Sun has amnesia. He's forgotten everything except his name."

“Even how to talk?”

"Aye, even how to talk. Found him in the water like this, and I'd be keen to lend a hand, if that's fine with you," I say earnestly, giving Monty pleading eyes. Sun looks at me, then turns to Monty with the same imploring gaze.

“Ok.. ok, fine, he can stay, BUT! He has to help around the ship. And Foxy,” He looks at me intently, “You’ll be talking care of him.”

We give a thumbs up as he leaves me room. Gods, what did I get myself signed up for?

[wooahaes]

no matter what moment comes, i won’t let you go

pairing: non-idol!I.N x fem!reader

genre: fluff + admittedly this ones also suggestive.

word count: ~0.7k

warnings: suggestive content bc they are two dorks in love (heavily implied smut post-fic) + mentions toward a meal without any specifications.

daisy’s notes: maybe i’ll write a part 2 to this somewhere at some point. he just fits the ‘dork in love who gets carried away and excited’ idea in my head lol

You still had absolutely zero idea how Jeongin put this trip together without you finding out about it until a week in advance, especially when he claimed that he’d begun planning it well over a month ago.

With personal time off taken, the two of you had left the city to go out to his hometown since it was on the coast... and partially so he could see his family, too, while the two of you were there. But he knew that you liked the city, too, and that you wanted to visit the coast at some point in the summer--and when he sprung the news on you, you’d been okay with going there on your birthday. The trip hadn’t been just for you, after all, but for the two of you to get a week away from work and rejuvenate... Jeongin just happened to make sure that week fell during your birthday week so you could extra enjoy the time off.

Thankfully, Jeongin had booked a room for the two of you. You were sure his parents would have let you stay with them if he had asked, but... Admittedly, you liked having privacy for the two of you. Especially because the two of you had planned out how to spend your birthday by yourselves (even though that plan did involve dropping by to see his parents the morning-of, partially because of their insistence and partially because you did love them). Between the short hike and the spa day and a delicious dinner at a restaurant that the two of you admittedly splurged in... You were tired by the time you came back to your hotel room.

Speaking of which... The view from your room was gorgeous considering the price. Part of you still had to wonder how lucky Jeongin was with all of this... Then you remembered one of his friends worked in planning vacations and whatnot, and it was probably him who helped him put all of this together.

Jeongin came up behind you, arms wrapping around you. “Did you have a good birthday?” He asked, enjoying the sight from your balcony as well. You could hear the loud sound of waves crashing against the shore from there.

You nodded, watching the tide. “Very relaxing,” you hummed. “Thank you, Innie,” you turned your head to press a kiss against the side of his face. “Are we sleeping in tomorrow?”

He nodded. “If you want.”

“Good,” you sighed out, still reeling from the bliss of the entire day. “I think we’ll need it.”

He perked up a little, more curious this time. “Hm?”

You turned to face him, bringing him in for a longer kiss. He smiled against your lips, hands settling on your hips. When he pulled away, he chuckled warmly.

“You’re not tired?”

“Are you?”

With a twinkle in his eyes, he took your hands, already pulling you back into the hotel room eagerly. He’d pulled you into his lap as he sat back on the bed, smiling happily at you before kissing you again. All within seconds, he had turned the tables on you: rolling the two of you over so you were laid back on the mattress as he kissed you happily before pulling away.

“I love you,” he said, hovering over you. Then he paused, glancing back at the open balcony door before he pulled away from you. “Oh. Right, hold on--”

You merely giggled at him from your spot, pulling yourself up to where you’d be more comfortable. “You’re cute when you get carried away.”

With the door shut and the blinds drawn, he returned to you, kissing you gentler this time. “I mean it!” He toyed with the strap of your dress, “I love you. Happy birthday.” He chuckled, leaning in to eagerly kiss you again, “I can’t help that I get distracted.”

With a roll of your eyes, you pulled him in for another kiss. He might be a mess sometimes, but he was a cute mess. Furthermore... He was your mess, and you loved him so much for it.

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