#happy birthday wifey!

[beetledecay]

NATIONAL HOLIDAY (geeway birthday)

[gentlebeard]

Our love was made for movie screens

For @saltpepperbeard 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: All I Want by Kodaline YouTube

[ocrukoji]

[madame-fear]

꒰ 𝐊𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 | 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒. ꒱

˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : how would Kuku celebrate your birthday with you? ♡

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : just fluff. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : Esteban Kukuriczka x (fem!)Reader

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐It’s your birthday! And your boyfriend is probably more excited than you are to celebrate it, because it’s yet another year of celebrating the fact that on a day like this, the world has been blessed with your presence.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐I have the feeling that he’s probably been organising it probably a month or two before your actual birthday. He prefers to have everything prepared beforehand, so it’s as perfect as possible.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐Expect to be woken up with breakfast on bed, and tons of kisses— and of course, a softly muttered ‘happy birthday, my love’ in between kisses. At one point, Kuku will put the breakfast aside (like on a nightstand table) just to attack you with a tight embrace and more kisses.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐Don’t be surprised if you receive warm birthday messages from his cast friends. He basically told everyone about your special day, and expects you to be as pampered and cherished as much as possible.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 And, since we are talking about you being pampered— I can imagine you’d get showered in gifts. From roses, to plushies, books, maybe even a bracelet or necklace with both your and his initials on it; literally you would be gifted tons of things from his part.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐^ And if you receive something that you saw, liked, and wanted while being somewhere together and didn’t tell him; don’t be surprised either if he gifts that to you. I have the feeling he’s a very observant person, especially around you, his sweet love.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐He’s organised an entire day just for the two of you to do your favourite things together, or maybe just something special to celebrate your birthday.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 You would hang out together around somewhere you like— literally wherever you wish, or whichever place you enjoy being around the most. He’s taking you to anywhere you tell him to go.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 Or if you prefer to stay at home, that wouldn’t be a problem at all. Kuku would just organise something fun & special to do at home, filling you with all the cuddles and kisses you very well deserve. ♡

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 Makes an Instagram story wishing you a happy birthday, telling you just how much he adores you eternally, and loves only you— nobody else, but you. Maybe, just maybe it’s a bit of very long message, but it’s an extremely endearing one.

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 He would most definitely cook your favourite food for your birthday, and would also get you your favourite treats & cake! (if you want a birthday cake, ofc)

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐You would probably watch movies together and spend some good, loving quality time together. The entire day would be filled with kisses, hugs, cuddles, constant praising, him pampering you endlessly, and sweet birthday wishes. Kuku would adore to spoil you every single day, but you’d be particularly showered in affection for your special day. ♡

◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑ ` HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DARLING LOVE @luceracastro.ᐟ Today is the day we all cherish your lovely existence— you are filled with pure positivity, love, care, and are also one of the most understanding persons I ever had the fortune to meet. I can never stress enough how proud & grateful I am to be your mutual, thank you for sm everything you do and give !! 🥺 May all your days be filled with love, joy, and prosperity ♡ Have a marvellous day, mi amor! 🥳🥂💕

[howyouloveyourdragon]

Namesday

jacaerys velaryon x reader x aemond targaryen A/N: a very special smutty late birthday present for my beloved wifey @its-actually-minicika and favourite jacaerys defender 💪 happy birthday bestie! ily mwah i hope you like it ♡ pronouns: she/her warnings: smuttity smut smut divider: galacticgraffiti wordcount: 2,135

Jacaerys’ hands glide up the length of your waist as you rock yourself back and forth on his laps before settling on your hips. A gentle grunt drips from his mouth and his eyes flutter closed. Your smirk cheekily at him, pride oozing from your lips. Your betrothed opens his eyes again and cups your cheek. He bites his lip and dips his head to kiss up your soft neck, leaving wet blushing marks in their wake, a silent claim. Pink swollen lips press to your jawline as they line up behind you to your ear, unfamiliar ones. A gasp ripples past your own but your own sweet noises deepen as new fingers cup your breasts and flick the nipples. Your head turns to the side to find your unknown accompaniment. Your eyes widen and your breath hitches at the one eyed man grinning deviously at your reactions. You would jump if Jace’s hands weren’t firmly pressing you down. “I’ve seen how you look at him,” Your betrothed grins, pinching your side for attention. “I thought he would be more than willing to join us for one night…perhaps more. Happy namesday, my love.” He moves his hands to take your cheeks and pull a kiss from you, not for the first time this night. You preen into him but Aemond One-Eye Targaryen is not a man to be forgotten and pinches at your breasts to wrench another gasp before yanking you back to kiss you with bruising force but quickly soothing your abused lips with his warm tongue. He slides it along the slit of your mouth until demanding entry and slipping past the barrier. You can briefly hear Jacaerys chuckling before he jogs your hips up and down, having returned them back to their rightful place. It’s quick when Aemond turns you around with as much restraint as he can muster and presses your back into Jacaerys’ chest. His hand rises to the clasp of his eyepatch and snaps it off to cast aside on the floor before taking a hold of your jaw and roughly meeting lips again. “I want to give you all of me, tonight.” he breathes against your lips as you shiver at the feel of Jace’s gentle hand drifting to your exposed centre. His fingers drum against the bud that turns slick with his attention. He swears he knows your entrance better than he knows his own reflection. With slow strokes he tickles a long pace, letting your mewling whines echo into your new lover’s mouth. Aemond drinks them in with vigour and determination. Your hips grind against your betrothed’s pelvis with equal leisure. 

Frustration ebbs at you with hitched breaths and the low groans of men carrying heavy demanding desires. Aemond flits his fingers over the buttons of his shirt and jacket, your hurried hands meet with his breeches, tugging at them until they drop to the floor and he can kick away the offending thick fabrics. A grumbling growl reverberates against his throat as he lets his lips descend upon your breast, tongue creeping across and teasing your perked pearls. When another moan slips through your teeth, Jace bobs you against his clothed crotch again and chuckles at the hiss you make. “Worry not, my darling, we are here to take care of you not torture you, though I think you would like that, hm?” You are unused to Jacaerys witty foreplay but it is not unwelcome as your breath catches at an intruding finger deftly slithering into your waiting core. Aemond’s silk hair tickles your arms now that it has been unleashed. You throw your head back to rest on Jace’s shoulder. “That’s it, sweet thing.” He coos. “Let us show you just how pretty we can make you. He takes his free hand to cup your cheek and direct you toward him so that he can kiss across your face mindlessly. You would giggle if he wasn’t still sliding his finger inside you with such purposefully deep thrusts. His thumb rubs soft circles over your bud, delighting in the benefits of your pleasure. Aemond’s tongue flattens against the sensitive curve of your breast and his hands entangle your own into his long hair, encouraging all and any attention. He pulls back to let his hot breath fan against the wetness he pressed into your skin. Jace slithers another finger and quickens his teasing pace. “Do you know how long I have waited to hear your sweet sounds? The lengths I have gone to to keep this escapade private?” Aemond murmured thickly. His narrowed eye flicks up to look into your own, throat flexing at the unbecoming image. His lips thin into a firm line and he cocks his head. “And yet you are both hiding it from me. Do that again and I will take my own fantasies.” His snapping voice betrays his wanting but reinforces his warning. His stare is probing and sharp–dangerous. “Do you understand?” You swallow and nod but he isn’t satisfied. Jace curls his fingers to evoke a loud yelp, your eyes squeezing shut. “Do you understand?” Aemond repeats and you manage to croak out a ‘yes’ to which he eagerly hums and lowers his head between your thighs. Jacaerys moves his thumb so that it can be swiftly replaced with his uncle’s tongue which flicks steadily against it. “Please,” You whimper out and again your betrothed chuckles at your desperation. It seems they are enjoying your misery. 

Jace’s fingers stretch in your core, investigating every inch as Aemond’s tongue targets the most sensitive curves. He takes it further into his mouth and takes languid, squelching sucks. Jacaerys tilts your face down to look at the display with a cheeky smirk. “And we thought you were such a sweet girl, to be my darling wife and yet you need not only one prince but two to satisfy you, don’t you?” A moan dribbles as you babble hazy agreements. “You’re never going to be able to take my cock in this state.” He demeans teasingly. He tsks. Aemond and Jacaerys could not agree on much…but they could agree on claiming every inch of you and more. Your eyes stare wet and hazy as you watch the unholy sight. Aemond lets go, saliva connecting him to the mound even still. “A shame you have already taken her, Lord Strong.” Aemond hums. “I would have enjoyed her.” Jacaerys clenches his jaw and you feel his finger stiffen, thrusting even harder into you. “You might remember that she is to be my wife before you speak so brazenly, uncle.” He rivals. “A Queen one day in her own right.” He tightens his other hand onto your hip. Aemond hums again infuriatingly and smirks. “I might.” He agrees slowly but the storm is merely brewing. “Or I might remember the lewd noises I am drawing from her tongue.” Jace’s face flames and with resolute speed, he lifts you from his lap and takes away his fingers. Jacaerys turns you and slides his wet fingers into your warm mouth, eyes glinting and dark at the sight. It’s the first time you have seen such a possessive hold steal your prince so wantonly. Aemond chuckles as your rushing fingers untie your betrothed’s breeches–the only remnants of his clothing. Jacaerys groans into your mouth, one hand cupping your cheek again and another tugging you with him toward the large bed awaiting you. His fervent fingers curl around your rear and Aemond’ approaches slowly, standing tall and proud. He smiles wickedly as he lowers himself to kneel on the bed and then lay beside you. He runs ring-clad fingers along your cheek and gleams at the whimpers you let out at the cold steel. 

“Doña riña.” (sweet girl) He soothes as your hand drifts to wrap again in his hair. He tuts but you can see the spark in his eye. That sets off before a fight breaks out. “You remember our deal, nephew.” He taunts your prince who sighs but reluctantly pecks your lips once more and settles beside you as Aemond slips in his place. Jace raises his own hand to entangle with your fingers, squeezing reassurance into you. “I have to make up for lost time.” Aemond grunts and he takes one of your hands to wrap around his girth. He shudders as he works himself with your nimble digits. You feel it thicken to grow in your palm, pointing toward you as straight as an arrow and throbbing. The round head pleads with you while its wielder bites back his groans. Jacaerys coos at you with ever-darkening eyes. His tongue darts to wet his lips and he grunts as he entangles a hand in your soft hair, tugging it as though coaxing a kitten. “You can take him, can’t you, darling?” He speaks with a slick sweetness. “Make him know what he’s been missing all this time?” A strangled noise escapes your lips as Aemond leans forward to rub the sensitive extension of himself over the gentle nub of your sex. Jacaerys kisses up the apple of your cheek when the first dip is made, Aemond’s appendage slipping snug inside. The white haired man almost rolls his eyes into the back of his head as he slides your left leg up his hip. A lewd snap of his hips drives him deeper. Jacaerys snakes an arm around your waist and flicks his fingers back on your pink bud. He turns your face to join your lips and swallow down your mewls greedily. 

“Do you like that, Ñuhys qēlos?” (my star) Aemond teases with a growing smirk. His short groans lengthen the longer he warms himself in your sweet entrance. Jace’s tongue glides along the line of your lips and probes between them. His fingers work deftly on the height of your sensitivities. “Mm, I think you do.” He near mocks again but finds a light gasp leaving his lips when you wrap both legs around him and he almost loses his balance. With a quick motion you flip him onto the bed and change positions, landing your palms on his broad shoulders and legs planting on either side of his own. “You underestimate me.” Your quip and drive a large thrust to conjoin your bodies. Jacaerys chuckles and drops his head back on the bed as he does so before leaning his head on Aemond’s shoulder. “But that wasn’t the first mistake you made about my Queen.” He informs with pride rising up his throat and into his uncle’s ear who shudders. “You are forgetting who this is for, my princes.” Your voice turns firm and warning, eyes narrowing as your lips quirk up. It’s slowly that you lower and bob on the man beneath you. A shuddering groan drips from your mouth though he is not the largest you have taken. He may have claimed the largest named dragon but you like to think that your own may hold that title and not in the way one might assume. It is not Vermax that you think of, you think of his rider whom you seem to have claimed yourself…though you do much more than riding. “Then for that I send you my most earnest apologies.” Aemond borderline whines when you climb off of his, a clear string connecting you. His hands grapple at your waist but you’re much quicker than him and it doesn’t take you long to mount your familiar beloved dragon’s lap instead. His eyes glint mischievously as you grin down at him and glide onto his girth like you have done so many times before. From beside you, Aemond preens for attention, kissing up your shoulder and then your neck as your head tosses back, eyes sewing shut. He is lucky that you are merciful as you slide your fingers around to grip the cause of his pain and treat it to pleasures otherworldly unknown. Jacaerys’ familiar whimpers and moans fill your ears as you drop down onto his large girth. It is with swift bounces and grating hips that you roll through the waves of pleasure your soon-husband wreaks upon you. A choking moan slips past your teeth which you clamp down as you clamp around your lover’s cock. Your opening tightens and milks his worth from him, both of you growing weak in one another’s embrace. With the night almost spent, you release onto him as warm dribbles seep before shooting into you, Aemond’s own dripping onto the bed. “Have we pleased you, īlva dāria?” (Our Queen) Aemond hisses into your ear while your betrothed falls his back down on the soft mattress. Heavy breathing descends upon your sweet trio. “Not yet.” You snicker in response, wearing their need like a crown. It is going to be a long night… 

[theonepeasant22]

A day late because work killed me yesterday woops. Happy birthday to the prettiest girl in Guilty Gear <3

[loosesodamarble]

Lemonade on a Hot Day

Summary: Solara is served a drink that's special to House Vermillion on a sunny afternoon. Genre: general Word count: ~1000 A/N: This is the first of a few oneshots I wrote as a gift for @thoughtfullyrainynightmare! Happy birthday, Laura!

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Summer was in full swing in Clover Kingdom. The Sun burned brighter in skies that were cleared of spring rainstorms.

One person who was enjoying the sunny days was Solara. She had gone out to the garden of House Vermillion and sat herself down at a table, shaded by a wide umbrella. Lush leaves of green and vibrantly colored blooms decorated her surroundings. Solara leaned back in her chair a bit and had an elbow rested on the table top as she propped up a book in her hands.

Solara turned the page and greedily took in the words that presented themselves. It was a peculiar genre of story where at certain points in the book, the characters would be divided between two choices and the reader could read the result of either choice by flipping to a specified page. There were branching paths and dozens of endings, making the book dense. And Solara was fascinated by it. She’d read four endings already and was impressed by the consistency of the character personalities despite the varied paths.

In her periphery, she noticed one of the palace staff approaching her with a serving trolley. Solara turned her head to get a better look. Laid out on the top shelf of the trolley was a glass pitcher filled with a pale yellow drink, a metal box that likely carried ice inside, some stacked cups, and coasters for those cups.

“Afternoon,” Solara greeted with a smile. “I don’t think I asked for anything to be brought to me.”

“No, you didn’t make any requests,” the maid replied with a grin of her own. “But the kitchen just finished preparing a large batch of lemonade and we thought that everyone should get a taste of it.” She plucked ice chunks from the icebox then poured the lemonade into the cup for Solara. “Have a taste, m’lady.”

“Why thank you.” Solara bookmarked her place in her book and accepted the lemonade.

The cup already had condensation on it from the cold drink inside and the warm summer air outside. The little droplets against Solara’s fingers felt nice, making Solara realize just how hot it was that day.

Solara sipped the lemonade and immediately let out a surprised hum. It tasted different from lemonade she’d had before. Something about it was more refreshing. The acidity from the main ingredient was there but it tasted like it’d been mellowed out, though not from sugar.

Are Cloverian lemons not as acidic as ones grown in Thea? Solara wondered while taking another gulp. She picked up a crispness that was familiar but not enough for her to place what the flavor was. Is it the sweetener? Is it not sugar?

“Is the drink to your liking?” the maid spoke up, tilting her head to the side as she inquired. “You look a little perplexed…”

“I do like it. It’s welcome after having spent a while out here. I’m merely curious about the flavor of the lemonade,” Solara readily admitted. She drank more of the lemonade to be sure that her taste buds weren’t lying to her. Focusing more, there was a faint melon-like flavor to it. Like the taste equivalent of a whisper. “It’s different from lemonade I’ve had before. Is there anything special about the preparation?”

“Why yes there is,” answered the maid. Her smile stretched across her face. She seemed quite pleased, even eager, to hear Solara’s question. “The head chef for House Vermillion uses cucumber water as the base of her lemonade. She uses lemon zest to flavor the water too, making the lemonade even lemon-y-er!”

“Ah, that explains the flavor.” Solara glanced at her cup which was already half empty.

“I should also mention that the cucumbers come from the chef’s own home garden, watered by her own magic,” the maid went on. Her eyes sparkled as she talked and Solara watched with endeared rapture. “The residents of House Vermillion have been enjoying the recipe for well over sixty years. And even if other people used cucumber water in their lemonade, it’ll never be as refreshing as what we serve here at House Vermillion!” The maid was gushing at that point.

“I didn’t think lemonade would be a point of pride for a royal house,” Solara giggled. She took another gulp of the lemonade and let the sweet-sour lemon and delicate cucumber flavors dance across her palate. “But I’m glad that it’s the case here.”

Pink flooded the maid’s face, now aware of her rambling. “A-ah… Sor— I didn’t mean to—”

“No need to apologize,” Solara assured. “I’m not a chef myself so what you told me was fascinating actually. It’s amazing how culinary experts can come up with such lovely flavors. Give my compliments to the chef for her recipe.”

“Of course!”

“Oh, and…” Solara downed the rest of her cup then held it out to the maid. “Could I get a refill, please?”

“How about I leave the rest of this pitcher for you?” offered the maid.

“That’s not necessary. Don’t you need to bring the lemonade to oth—”

“I can just get a new pitcher from the kitchen.” The maid set a cloth mat on the garden table, placed the lemonade pitcher on the mat, and finally handed one of the coasters to Solara for her cup. “Do enjoy yourself, Lady Solara.”

“Thank you. And I hope you can take some time for yourself as well,” replied Solara.

The maid left, humming a melody Solara didn’t recognize as she did. Once the other woman was out of sight, Solara refilled her cup then opened her book back up.

A cold drink on a warm day with an engaging read to while away the time. It was nothing special but Solara would certainly enjoy herself that way.

[boysbeloving]

for @domsaysstuff

Happy Birthday, Dom! <3333

[haradasaya]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HALA @daveyistheloml MY WIFEY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I HOPE YOU LIKE ♥️♥️🥰🥰😘😘✨✨🥰🥰♥️♥️

I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER ILYSM

THANK YOU @cascadiiing FOR DRAWING THIS ITS BEAUTIFUL AND SHE LOVES IT HEHEHEHEHEHE ILY

[woozi]

@xuseokgyu​, my wife who i never want to lose, happy birthday. 💛💙🧡

[diagonal-queen]

this post is horrifically belated but massive massive HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my lovely wife @call-me-albie ILSYMMMMM 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

you mean the world to me hottie ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 i hope you had a great day and i am send you all the hugs in the universe. literally all of them. nobody can stop me

have some cake with the lads eh

[glitchy--demon]

Hiiiii hi honey <3 i know you're eepy right now buuut.. Happy birthday!!!

ily so much!! <3 you're so silly and goofy

Giving you 5000 kisses cause you deserve them ùwú mwah mwah mwah!!!

Happy birthday to my lovely and amazing girlfriend!!!!!! @revvywevvy i hope you have a lovely day!!! :3c

[moonlightpirate]

Well she will probably hate me for this but happy birthday @fandomohana thanks for being an amazing friend I would be absolutely lost without you! I hope you have an amazing day! Everyone who knows her go wish her a happy birthday make her day!!!!

[queenofmistresses]

Thank you my angel for getting me through this last year and these last couple months especially

For a long period of my life i didn’t think i’d make it here, i certainly never believed that someone could love me as openly and unapologetically as you do, so much so that even i believe you love me- you’re the first and only person to make me believe that

You saved my life without even knowing you were doing it and every single day you make me smile and make me laugh and i feel so so grateful that you chose me

I know that on my birthday i’m not supposed to be the one doing soppy paragraphs but this is a big deal, i wouldn’t be where i am without you

And i’m so looking forward to spending my next birthday with you in my arms

[fentybucky]

happy birthday to my wife 💗🎂

[fandomohana]

🎈🎉🎁🎂Wishing a HUGE (belated by a day...) Happy 30th Birthday to my wifey, @joeysjaskier! We met on this hellsite almost eight years ago, and I can't imagine my life without you! 🩵 You're a smart, loving, hilarious, beautiful, horny, weirdo. 🤣 I'm so glad I get to call you my bestie, and wifey. 🩵 I hope this year is the happiest yet, and as wonderful as you are. I love you to pieces, Todd. 😘🎂🎁🎉🎈

I was torn between who to put on your card this year, cause it changes every year. 🤣🤣🤣 So I went with your top three current mens. 🩵🩵🩵 Thank you for being your amazing self, and for staying by my side. 🩵🩵🩵