#i hope you like this little gifts!! have a blessed birthday 💞💞

[itagakimizuki]

bonus - a cake from santa and earth 🥳

again, Happy Birthday @itsallaboutzayn 💞

[tkaulitzlvr]

hii i absolutely adore your writing it’s literally the best thing on this app!

since my birthday is in a week i just wanted to request a fic where it’s the readers birthday and tom and everyone is ignoring her and “forgot” it’s her birthday but it’s a part of tom’s plan bc he’s throwing a party for her and surprises her when she comes back home but later on in the night tom has another surprise for her if ykwim ;)

if you can’t get to this i understand but thank you for blessing the world w your writing <3

-🧪

BIRTHDAY SEX - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: you wake up on your birthday, tom acting like he would any other day, bringing you to the conclusion that he had forgotten about your special day. little did you know, this was all part of his plan.

content: tinyyy bit of angst, smut

a/n: i’m so sorry for not posting for like a week wtf😭 i’ve gotten a lot of requests whilst i’ve been inactive so i’m gonna try work through them asap, but happy birthday anon hope u have an amazing day!! thank u so much for the request, hope i did it justice! 💞

my eyes slowly flutter open, staying half-lidded as the sun’s rays leak in from the small gap in the curtains, not used to the sudden exposure to light. i look downwards, bending my neck slightly, seeing tom’s arm thrown loosely across my stomach, quiet and steady snores escaping his parted lips as he sleeps. his face smushed against the pillow, body flat on his stomach, head nestled just above my shoulder, i know that he is in deep sleep, not planning to wake up anytime soon. the disappointed tinge in my stomach tightens once i realise this, expecting tom to already be awake, preparing me a special breakfast, showering me with gifts and kisses as he usually would on my birthday.

but the room is as it usually looks - no balloons, no presents, no banners, no candies; nothing. but i try to stay hopeful, considering the possibility that he had got up in the night, the array of gifts waiting for me downstairs. so i let him sleep a little longer, veins oozing with excitement as i hang fire, studying his expression for any sign that he is waking up, desperate to see what he had prepared for me, as he usually had a tendency to go all out for these occasions.

he stirs slowly, groaning a little as his arms stretch out, pulling me further into him. his eyes open, a lazy smile gracing his lips when he sees me. i stay quiet, waiting for him to acknowledge my special day, showering me with love and affection and reminding me of the day i have ahead of me. but my face falls at his words, more specifically, the lack of them.

“morning, beautiful.”

my eyebrows furrow in confusion, wondering if he is playing some sort of prank on me - not at all amused if he is. if he does sense my annoyance, he doesn’t acknowledge it, instead he dips his head into my neck so that his lips are brushing against it, and begins to plant slow and soft kisses there, hands occasionally squeezing the flesh of my hips. i don’t stop him, instead i allow the millions of questions in my mind to sit there, the sinking feeling in my stomach rising as i try to prevent the realisation that he has forgotten about my birthday truly feel real. there is no way - he’s never forgotten, even before we started dating, he’d always wish me happy birthday. however the more sloppy his kisses on my neck get, his lips smiling against it, body inching further into mine lazily as it would every other morning, it is clear that my fear has completely come true, and, somehow, he is totally unaware of how special this day is - to me, at least.

“you got any plans today, schatz?” he asks, head still buried into my neck as he speaks in between kisses, eventually moving it upwards so that he is now looking into my eyes, completely clueless.

internally, i want to slap him, scold him for having such a terrible memory and even being able to remotely forget about today. but, i decide to hold back, coming to the silent conclusion that i will go out elsewhere, with people who actually have the decency to remember my birthday unlike my boyfriend. so i shake my head, forcing my lips into a weak smile, my fingers reaching upwards to play with a loose dread falling from his face.

his eyebrows furrow, head tilting to the side as he senses something is wrong. my heart swells in excitement as i watch him appear to think something over, waiting for him to finally remember what day it is. but, i am quickly proven wrong as he is still just as clueless as he was five minutes ago.

“you okay? you seem upset.” he says, so absentmindedly i wonder if he is actually being serious. it seems that he is completely sincere, his hand moving to stroke my cheek as he awaits an answer, failing to understand that his obliviousness is the reason for my sadness.

“yeah i’m fine, just a little tired.” i reassure him, trying to make my smile seem a little more real, and, somehow he buys it, nodding his head and moving downwards to plant a tender kiss on my lips.

“okay, well the guys want me at the studio to rehearse.” he begins, pecking my lips a few more times, not noticing the way my face falls, in disbelief of this entire situation, having expected to be celebrating with him the whole day. “so i don’t know when i’ll be back. but we can watch a movie and order takeout or something tonight, mhm?”

“sounds great.” i say, sarcasm laced in my tone as i now feel anger more than anything. i reach my hands to his chest, placing them flat against it, pushing him off of my body as i sit up, turning around to get out of bed.

“hey, what’s wrong?” he quickly says, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind, kissing my shoulder as he pulls me further into him, my back flush against his chest.

“nothing tom. have fun with the band, text me when you’re finished, yeah?” i turn my head, pressing my lips to his in an attempt to shut him up, wanting to be as far away from him as possible right now, hoping that he is planning on leaving soon.

“if you’re sure.” he shrugs, pecking my lips once again before climbing out of bed, as i do the same. “i’m running late schatz, i’m gonna get dressed then i have to go.”

i nod my head as he takes a few steps towards me, wrapping his arms around my frame and embracing me in a tight hug, my head resting in his shoulder.

“i love you.” he whispers, his head resting on top of mine.

“love you too.” i quickly say, breaking apart from the hug. he kisses my forehead quickly, before walking over to the closet, picking out some baggy jeans and an oversized t-shirt as he would every day. he hurriedly slips them on, tying his dreads in a ponytail and placing a matching cap on his head. he smooths out his t-shirt, walking over to me once more.

“i love you beautiful, see you tonight.” he says, swiftly kissing my lips before rushing out of our bedroom, the front door closing a few seconds later.

i sit down on the edge of the bed, my eyes clouding with tears, wondering what i could have done to make my own boyfriend forget about my birthday, feeling completely miserable. to make things even worse, i hadn’t received any messages from my friends, family - anybody.

but i tried to stay happy, remembering that even if tom had forgotten, my friends and i were still going out for my birthday meal tonight as we did every year.

༻❦༺

6:04pm, the time on my screen reads, reminding me that i should start getting ready, my birthday dinner booked for 7:30. tom hadn’t texted me all day, neither had anybody, yet i still had the hope that my friends were all getting ready too - feeling sick at the thought that it wasn’t just tom that had forgotten. but i didn’t want to think about him, my pent up anger and frustration going to be released when he came home from the studio, though i silently wished that he wouldn’t, not even wanting to see him.

i scan my closet, my fingers landing on a small black dress that i hadn’t worn yet, pulling it from the hanger and studying it, contemplating before nodding my head, taking my comfy clothes off and getting changed into it. i walk to the mirror, content with my appearance for once, the dress perfectly highlighting my curves, the material reaching mid-way down my thighs. my hair already straight as i had fixed it earlier, i move onto my makeup, applying basically everything as i take care in making sure i look perfect for tonight, not wanting anything else to go wrong.

finishing my lipstick, i move away from the mirror, adjusting my hair and running my fingers through it, removing any small knots. i check the time once again - 7:02pm. my eyes widen, realising that i have to leave, yet as i am rushing to get my heels on, my phone buzzes. i stop, placing my second heel on my foot before looking at the words on my screen.

so sorry girl, a family emergency has come up and the rest of the girls can’t make it. we will make it up to u i promise!! - 7:04pm

my eyes stare at the screen in disbelief, reading the words over and over again, wondering if i am imagining them as it seems impossible that so much has gone wrong in one day. i slump onto my bed, frustratedly kicking my heels off, trying to stop the tears forming in my eyes from falling - even if i’m not going out, my makeup still looks perfect, some pathetic tears aren’t going to ruin it. but before i can become too upset, my phone buzzes again, the screen lighting up as i roll my eyes, seeing that tom has finally texted me.

schatz, come to bill’s house. be quick if you can, it’s pretty important. i love you. - 7:08pm

my eyes widen, quickly picking up on the urgency of his text, my mind assuming that the worst has happened. i quickly rush to put my heels back on, not caring that i am dressed to go to a party, more focused on getting to tom as fast as i can, feeling so selfish for being mad that he hadn’t texted me all day, now worried sick as i scramble for my car keys, quickly rushing out of the front door.

༻❦༺

i pull up outside of bill’s house, the lights off, the entire place eerily quiet. having known him all my life, i no longer knock on his door, instead i walk straight in, my eyes met with an empty hallway.

“tom? bill?” i got your message, is everything okay?” i call out, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor as i walk into the kitchen, which is just as empty as the room before, my eyes furrowing in confusion, whatever tom needed me for clearly not as urgent as he had made out.

i turn around, about to leave the kitchen, but just as i am about to take my first step, my eyes are covered by two large hands, my body freezing in shock.

“guess who?” a familiar voice says, my body turning to be met with his cocky smile, his hands moving to rest on my hips as i stare at him in disbelief.

“tom? what the fuck, are you okay? is bill okay? i’ve been worried sick, what’s going-”

my rambling is cut off by tom pressing his lips to mine, smiling against them as he pulls away after a few seconds, my concern somehow amusing to him.

“shhh, come with me.” he mutters against my lips, taking my hand and pulling me out of the kitchen.

“what? where are we going? tom you’re driving me crazy what is going on?” i ask as he pulls me through the hallway, leading me outwards towards the garden.

“baby calm down. everything is fine.” he begins, stopping and turning to face me, taking my hands in his. “you look beautiful by the way.”

“thanks tom but that’s not-”

“schatz, just trust me okay? come on.” he interrupts, squeezing my hand as we continue to walk towards the garden. the double doors leading out to it are closed, heavy curtains draped over the glass, stopping me from seeing what is outside. tom moves the curtain a little, opening the door and stepping outside, my mouth falling open in shock.

my eyes are met with a crowd of all of my friends, a few people unfamiliar, some people that i recognise to be tom’s friends, as well as an array of balloons, food, alcohol, banners, the pool lit up as confetti decorates the outside of it.

“happy birthday!” a chorus of voice says, my hands flying to my mouth in shock, a wide smile on my face as i turn to tom, his eyes already on mine. i quickly pull him into a hug, so tight that his body stumbles backwards a little, but his arms soon wrap around my lower back, a proud grin etched upon his face.

“happy birthday meine liebe.” he says, raising his voice a little as the music that has just been turned on drowns out any other noise.

“how did you- i thought you forgot?” i question, pulling away from the hug, staying within his embrace as his arms remain on my hips. he chuckles lightly, shaking his head.

“how could i forget about my girl’s birthday? i’ve been planning this for so long. it’s been so hard to keep it a secret, and i hated making you upset this morning, i almost cracked when you got mad at me, but, seeing your reaction now makes it all worth it.” he says, eyes staring into mine.

i stand there speechless, unable to find the right words, wondering how he managed to pull this whole thing off. i pull his face towards mine, connecting our lips in a soft kiss, tom deepening it a little as he presses his lips harder onto mine. i pull away for breath, resting my forehead against his.

“it’s perfect, i don’t even know what to say. i love you.” i state, unable to hide my excitement.

“i love you too baby. now come on, let’s have fun.” he smiles, taking my hand and guiding me over to some of our friends.

༻❦༺

“there’s one more surprise for you.” tom whispers in my ear, giving my ass a rough squeeze as he smirks knowingly, the lustful tint within his eyes saying exactly what kind of surprise he is hinting towards.

we had been at the party for a few hours, certainly tipsy as everyone else was, yet it didn’t show any sign of ending soon, the music seeming to get louder, amount of alcohol coming from inside only increasing.

“oh yeah? and what’s that?” i ask, looking upwards at him, my hand running down his chest.

he chuckles slightly, bending down so his lips are level with my ear, his breathing tickling the area. “you’ll have to wait until we get home.” he teases, kissing the skin below my ear before moving back, taking a drink from his cup as his other arm remains around my shoulder.

“or we could just leave now.” i challenge, willing to play whatever game he thinks he has started, knowing that he will cave in.

“hmm.” he begins, titling his head, trying to make it look like he is debating on letting me win, though i can tell his mind was made the second i said the words. “you are the birthday girl, you’re in charge beautiful.”

he shrugs his shoulders, tongue poking outwards to play with his lip ring.

“then we’re leaving.” i state, taking his hand and saying my brief goodbyes to everybody, not being able to get out of the house fast enough.

we reach my car as i throw my keys over to tom, letting him drive as he is the more sober one out of the two of us, having only had one drink. the drive home is torturous, tom squeezing my thigh and whispering just the right things in my ear, knowing the effect that his words have on me, my legs squeezing together as the heat between them becomes unbearable.

he pulls up in the driveway, stepping out of the car and taking my hand, unlocking the front door. he guides me upstairs and into the bedroom, walking towards his closet and returning with a square black box. he places it in front of me as i sit on the bed, his body towering over me.

“happy birthday baby.” is all he says, watching me as i take the lid off of the box, revealing the most beautiful black lingerie set i had ever laid my eyes on. i take it out of the box, holding it in front of me as i stare at it in awe.

“i love it! thank you thank you thank you!” i squeal, standing on my knees on the edge of the bed and kissing his lips quickly.

“you gonna put it on for me? i’ve been waiting to see you in it since i bought it, been driving me crazy.” he whispers against my lips, teeth tugging my bottom lip gently as he slowly releases it, smirking slightly against me. “don’t keep me waiting any longer.”

i nod my head, pecking his lips once more before climbing off of the bed, heading into the bathroom and closing the door. i slip my dress off, netting it pool at my feet, before pulling the panties upwards and onto my body. the bra follows as i clip it on, adjusting the straps. i look at myself in the mirror, in shock of how well tom knows me. it fits perfectly, complimenting my figure in ways i didn’t know were possible.

i open the door, tom quickly turning to face me. his eyes widen, a grin taking over his expression as his tongue swipes across his bottom lip. he walks towards he, hands finding my hips as his fingers dip in and out of the lacy material of my panties, eyes burning into my figure. he bends down, pushing his lips against mine and quickly sliding his tongue in, groaning quietly against me.

his hands move under my thighs, squeezing the flesh as he uses them to lift me up, wrapping my legs against his torso. he walks us over to the bed, falling onto it as i collapse on top of him, never breaking the kiss. his fingers grace my figure, starting at my back, slowly moving to my ass as he kneads it roughly, using it to grind my body against him, his dick already hard through his jeans. i gasp into his mouth at the feeling, my hands cupping his face as i pull his lips harder against my own.

“better than i imagined.” he mutters against my lips, biting them softly. “you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

i moan lightly in response, pulling backwards to reach for his t-shirt, not liking that he is still fully dressed. he smirks at my desperation, helping me to pull his t-shirt off. i sit up, straddling him as he holds my waist, my fingers fiddling with the button of his jeans, scrambling to take them off. he sees me struggling, moving upwards a little, undoing the zipper and pulling them from his legs, my hips lifting upwards momentarily so that he can take them completely off.

he is now in his boxers, my hands tracing his abs as he reconnects our lips, his fingers reaching for the clasp of my bra, undoing it in one swift motion. i pull at his boxers, getting them off as i want nothing more than him to be inside of me.

“how do you want it baby?” he mutters against me, slipping my panties off as he speaks. “whatever you want beautiful, just let me make you feel good.”

his chest moves up and down, lips parted as his eyes stare into mine, awaiting my response. instead of voicing my needs verbally, i climb off of him, laying flat against the bed as i pull him on top of me, taking his dick and putting it at my entrance, letting him move fully inside of me.

my mouth falls open as he bottoms out, small whines escaping from my lips. my hands fly to his back, nails digging into the skin as they rake downwards, tom wincing as the slight pain only fuels his desire. he pulls almost completely out, before slamming into me, a loud moan leaving my lips at the exciting mix of pain and pleasure, able to tune out the slight discomfort and focus on the way he fills me up.

he groans against my lips, kissing them repeatedly as he moves in and out of me, building a steady pace. “fuck you feel so good.” he sighs, grabbing my legs and throwing them over his shoulders, the new angle causing me to practically scream in satisfaction, his tip drilling against my g-spot repeatedly.

“please don’t stop, right there, mhm!” i manage to say, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as his dick continues to stretch me out, hitting places that no one but him ever could.

my walls clench around him, a small groan coming from the base of his throat at my movement. “do that again baby- fuck, do it again.” he basically begs, his head falling backwards once i repeat my motions.

i attempt to kiss him, my movements against his lips sloppy and inconsistent, loud moans pouring from my mouth into his as he groans lowly, his pace speeding up, breathing becoming fast and heavy. his chest is flush against mine, bodies sticking together, the sound of our skin slapping together sounding throughout the room, a chorus of inaudible sounds leaving our lips as we chase our release.

“i’m close, keep going, please.” i beg, my voice coming out as a desperate whine. he nods his head in response, gripping my thighs harder, his muscles flexing with each movement as his thrusts become faster and stronger. his dick starts to twitch, signalling to me that he is close too.

“where do you want it baby?” he breathes out, his eyes squeezed shut, movements now becoming irregular.

“inside.” i moan out, not caring about the consequences right now, drunk on the feeling of his dick moving in and out of me.

he lets out a small ‘mhm’, his response soon cut off by a loud groan as he feel him shoot his hot cum into me, the liquid coating my walls, the sudden pressure triggering my own climax. the knot in my stomach unravels, a high pitched moan leaving my lips as i clutch onto him harder than i ever have before, watching the way his face twists in pleasure, head rolling backwards as he rocks his hips at a slow pace, riding out our highs.

he collapses on top of me, hands running up and down my waist as he places a small kiss on my collarbone before lazily muttering against my skin, his voice low and hoarse.

“happy fucking birthday.”

requests are open! keep sending them in!!

[icharchivist]

i wrote it above already but. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ICHA!!!!! would’ve wished u at midnight were it not for this. here is my gift to u today… I thought I’d pick hisoka since u share a bday with his VA! and I share his in game bday lol. he’s holding the thing that you serve cakes with so u can imagine he is cutting a piece of whatever you enjoy most.

anyways to get a little sappy I genuinely think ur tumblr is one of the coolest places on earth. you make it so easy for people to have discussions with you and I love reading your thoughts about literally anything. also you got me into a3 which has given me immense joy bc not only is a3 very cool but it means I get to have awesome conversations with you!! I hope you have a wonderful birthday today and many happy days afterwards :) also here is a version of the pic without the hands at the front just bc I want to point out the buster sword earrings.

aaAAA KIRI THAT'S SO SWEET OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

ueee i'm going to choke up a sec i'm 😭😭

First of all, thank you SO MUCH for the artwork??? he looks absolutely gorgeous!! his expression is so nice, his hair looks so fluffy, the coloring is on point, aND THE EARRINGS????

The reasoning about how it's how his VA and i share the same bday is SO cute, which also adds to how you added some buster swords since i also share my birthday with Cloud 😭 It's inspired!!! and really cute. and Hisoka honoring Cloud like that also tracks, solidarity between amnesiac grieving little guys.

I'm still so amazed that we share birthday with this dude but on totally different angle. So close yet so far... but also so close.

And the ideal gift from him to be a cake cutter is so on brand. i'm sure he brought a cake topped with marshmallows. This would be so fair.

As for the message itself, Kirii you're making me cry 😭😭😭 it makes me so happy that you think so!!! I'm so glad you enjoy the ambiance on here, it makes me so so happy 💞💞

as for a3, i'm honestly so glad about it too. reading your thoughts about it have been a delight and i love talking about it with you!! I know from some of your asks that a3 managed to affect you deeply too and it makes me so happy that you could find something so worthwhile on there because of my silly ramblings 💞💞

Thank you so much for the nice wishes, for the nice message, and for the gorgeous art 💞💞 this is so sweet and, as i woke up to it, it really puts me straight into a good mood

thank y ou soso much Kiri you're a delight 💞💞💞 bless u so much

[shoheiakagi]

Hii <3 hope you are having a blessed and loving day!!!

Can you do 🍓❤️ 💞 🎀 💮 🖤 for Dewa, Bandou, and Akagi - bandousama

Hiii @bandousama!! I hope you’ve been doing well! Haven’t seen you active in a while.

Send me an emoji + a character!

🍓 - Do dates matter to them? Do they often put a big focus on anniversaries, partners birthdays, Valentines day etc?

Akagi: while he personally doesn’t care that much for birthdays, anniversaries, and valentines, he understands that it can mean a lot to his partner, so he makes an effort to make the day special for them.

Bandou: if his partner cares about celebrating these events, then he will care, especially when he sees how much effort they put into celebrating his bday and their anniversary. but if he has a low maintenance partner who doesn’t care, or someone who expects to be treated but doesn’t reciprocate, he won’t be putting in that much effort.

Dewa: okay but i see dewa utilizing a planner of some sorts or even google calendar, making sure to mark down important dates such as birthdays and anniversaries. he makes sure to set a one reminder one week in advance to make sure he has plenty of time to plan out the details of the date/gift

❤ - What's something you feel like your muse needs to work on for a relationship to happen or for a relationship to be healthy? Do you think that's possible? Or is it something that'll likely never happen?

Akagi: Answered here

Bandou: his inferiority complex. he’s very insecure and easily gets jealous, which can cause a lot of issues with his partner if not addressed properly. but because bandou tends to be vocal about his feelings rather than bottling it up, this issue can be worked on with his partner, as long as they have a healthy way of communication

Dewa: similar to what i posted here, i think he can be a little too nitpicking due to his high standards and expectations, which can cause him to be a little mean and critical to his partner. If he doesn’t fix his attitude, especially when his partner has made it clear that they don’t appreciate his condescending words, it can cause the relationship to sour.

💞 - Would your muse ever be opened to a polyamorous or open relationship?

Akagi: Answered here

Bandou: While I don’t see him being open to polyamorous relationships, I can see him maybe trying for an open relationship or threesomes when he starts getting sexually active. but the combo has to be him + two girls. he would be living his dreams if he had two girls pleasuring him, but the minute another guy gets in the picture, he starts feeling insecure and jealous

Dewa: Answered here

🎀 - Do they aim to impress their partner often? If they do, how so?

Akagi: Yup! from initiating spontaneous dates to sending his partner selfies/videos of him working out at the gym, he’s always making sure to keep their attention on him. He’s proud of his physique and his hmr tattoo, so he’s casually flexing his biceps around his partner, carrying and swinging them around, or carrying heavy things for them.

Bandou: he will always brag about the smallest things, hoping to make himself look good to his partner. he also realizes that his height gives him a good advantage (cause bitches love tall men), so he would always be grabbing stuff from high places for his s/o without them asking for help, would have them hold onto his elbow for support while standing in a packed train/bus, wrap his arms around them to emphasize their size difference, etc. he also his partner watch him practice and train with the weapons he uses during fights so that they can see how strong and cool he is

Dewa: when he’s courting someone, he tries to impress the other person with how artsy and unique his taste is. This includes dates at the local jazz bar, visits to an art gallery, trying out the new italian restaurant that opened up, etc. However, he does tone it down just a little once he makes things official with the other person

💮 - Is your muse the possessive or super jealous type?

Akagi: Answered here

Bandou: does this even have to be asked?? He’s not possessive, but he is the jealous type to a T. Bandou will be very cautious when introducing his partner to some of his friends like Chitose, will nag loudly if his partner compliments Shouhei, and will side eye his partner when Kamamoto is in his summer form.

Dewa: Answered here

🖤 - What's something that will instantly make them dismiss someone as a romantic partner

Akagi: i will die on this hill alone but shouhei isn’t crazy about short hair on girls. sure he’ll find some girls with short hair cute, cool, and maybe even sexy, but he will always prefer a girl with long and voluminous hair. Long hair is also more fun to tug on during sex, forcing them to tilt their head backwards while he marks up their neck

Bandou: when he gets more comfortable in the dating scene, i can see him being very obnoxious and immature, especially because he would idolize chitose. this leads bandou to be a bit dismissive towards girls who aren’t on the curvy side. he can find them pretty, but he will want someone who’s thicker and ‘can fill his hands’ when he grabs onto them. but i do see him maturing eventually and realizing how immature and rude that mindset is

Dewa: Answered here

[jade-green-butterfly]

🎂🎊~Happy Birthday Jussy a.k.a Moi 2021~🎊🎂 =^0^=

Welp, it's finally here, folks...=OwO=❣❣ 😁 That one very special day of the year for me...MY BIRTHDAY, WOO-HOOO~!! =^0^=✨🎊🎁🎂🎈🎉✨  

Wow...32 years and I still feel young at heart~ 😇 And since I wished to draw more of my beloved OTP, Coossy (💗💗 Cooper x Me, Jussy 💗💗) I decided to take the grand opportunity (and something I've never done before! D8) to draw myself a birthday giftart of me and Coopy celebrating my special day~! 😍✨🎊 And boy, what a truly wonderful surprise I got...~💖 ;//u//; For not only did I gratefully receive a huge deliciously mouthwatering cake, beautifully made and decorated with lots of rainbow sparkles and colourful butterflies, but the biggest surprise of all...was my beloved Cooper, bursting out of the giant cake himself! 8DD 🎂 ✨🌈✨ Making my hubby the perfect gift! 💝 No, my sweet jellybean IS the perfect gift all year around, for I am ever so blessed to have him in my life and always~💗 U//v//U And I love you too, my cupcake prince...so much~💕 😘 💘 ...Wait, a minute! Owo Is that a little bite I see in the cake and frosting around his lips?? 030 Awww, Coopy! X’DD I guess he was peckish for a little bite, teehee~! ;p Also, with me and Cooper dressed especially for the special occasion, you'll notice I did a little Easter egg upon my birthday crown~ ;3 That's right, a beating heart representing the main six music genres of Trolls Kingdom. And that's exactly what my trollsona's own heartbeat looks like when it shows~💓 =^.^= I hope you all like, my lovelies! 👍✨ 💕 I really enjoyed creating my own birthday piece and it feels so amazing to see how it all turned out as I imagined it to be~! 💖 😍 💖 Once again, a very Happy Birthday to moi~! ✨🎊🎁🎂🎈🎉✨ And thank-you all so much as well for being so awesome, love every single one of ya~! 💚💞🌟💞💚 *mega-cuddles* xxx.

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper (c) Trolls/TrollsTopia/DreamWorks Animation Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly (c) @jade-green-butterfly​​​​ (Me~!)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @crazygalore!!!!!!!!!!😍😍😍😍🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🥺🥺🥺🥺🌸🌸🌸🌸🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞😭😭😭💗💗💗💗💖💖💖💖 HONEY, YOU’VE BEEN WITH ME FOR YEARS. YOU’VE SEEN THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN HASDFGHJKL WE’VE SEEN EACH OTHER THROUGH IT™. OMG DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I HOPE YOU’RE HAVING A LOVELY DAY TODAY!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

(Yes, that’s my handwriting.🥺💗)

Let me in your room, I’ve seen the rest of you.

Ok so for the Jasper thingy can I just request something like I am his gf and we spend time in his room? Like .. just fluff and talking and maybe some steamy-steamy? And ne doubting myself cause I don't know why he'd love me because legit my insecurities are a bitch? Can he call me "ma'am" and "darlin' "😭 Fuck I have so many feels.

TW; sensual/NSFW (it crosses the line from one to the other in this piece), emotional angst (relative to you, my love), comfort, fluff.

Word count: 1, 304.

It’s your birthday today, and all you want to do is to be made to feel beautiful. 

You care little for material gifts, valuing emotional connections and moments which last beyond the every day. Moments which keep you company long after the lights have been turned out, long after the day’s responsibilities have slipped away, and long after you have finally, finally, allowed yourself some rest. These moments seep into your subconscious and keep you warm just as surely as the blankets around your body, shielding you from the world and its many cruelties. You are, unfortunately, no stranger to cruelty, and it breaks your own heart just as surely as it breaks Jasper’s, even over a century after it stopped beating. He his no stranger to harshness or vicious treatment, either, but he could mind and tolerate his own. Yours, he absolutely can not and will not abide.

So for today, your birthday, one blessed event which completely changed the course of Jasper’s eternity a few decades ago, he aims to give you everything he thinks you deserve. That isn’t to say that Jasper doesn’t ordinarily love on you, because he does, so much so that you sometimes don’t know how to take what he is saying because it is so foreign a feeling to you, being so loved... and that only makes him more determined in his task. But for your birthday, an anniversary not only of your continuing existence but also of his changed life, how can Jasper resist the temptation to pull out all the stops?

The best way to resist temptation, after all, is to give into it.

Night after night, day after day, Jasper feels you. He is the only person whom you can trust when he tells you that he can feel your pain; all others made it seem to you like it is simply an empty platitude, but Jasper can literally feel your pain. He means it when he says that he can empathise with you, and when you want to feel something different or when you don’t want to feel anything at all, Jasper is there for you. He has always been there for you, and that wouldn’t ever be any different; he has so much life experience and if Jasper can’t help you in any other way than changing your emotions, then he has a wealth of life experience at his marble fingertips with the other members of the Cullen clan.

Jasper never lets you go to bed without knowing that you are loved.

The plan for today is a fairly simple yet meaningful one, which is ideal for you and for Jasper, too, so emotionally intertwined are the two of you. It is simply to spend time together alone in his room, with the other Cullens out of the house; either doing their high school student facades or working at the hospital or hunting. Even Esme, the home-maker, had left the house to go shopping for food and other such things; the Cullens would always take care of their human (you). 

You only want to be made to feel beautiful (not a hard job, Jasper thinks, which has Edward smiling for his adopted brother), and during an already horrible day full of abusive parents, a shitty job and insecurities, this would have been on the cards even if it wasn’t your birthday. Jasper can feel your pain, and his golden brows are deeply furrowed in concern as your emotions come off you in waves. Even without Jasper’s ability, he would have been able to pick up on your distress, so obvious is it. It only makes Jasper’s still heart ache, and he absently rubs his chest as he opens his bedroom door, allowing you in with a, “ladies first, ma’am,” his teeth glinting in the bright artificial light of the hallway.

You have been in Jasper’s room almost every night, but this night is his room dotted on almost every available surface with scented candles which are spicy in scent. They mirror Jasper’s own scent, carefully selected by Alice and Esme were they just yesterday in preparation for your birthday. The Cullens so rarely get to celebrate a birthday, with Bella, their newest family member, no longer being human. She hasn’t had a heartbeat for almost a decade, so quickly does time fly. “Thank you,” You’re so tired and you’re just wanting to be held, so you let yourself flump down on Jasper’s bed, shifting around until you’re flat on your back in the middle of the bed, the white canopy above Jasper’s bed acting as a veil between the two of you and the rest of the room, the rest of the world. 

A deep, raspy chuckle sounds from somewhere to your right and your eyes fall closed to enjoy the sound. Unseen by you but felt as the mattress dips does the vampire crawl up from the foot of the bed, coming to loom over you. His sharp fangs glint predatorily in the bright light, his golden hair like a halo which frames his face. Anxiety, fear, and sadness are overwhelmed by love for Jasper and your hands move into his hair, your nails scritching slowly, reverently, at his scalp. Jasper hums in appreciation, his golden eyes sliding closed, and he ducks his head to rest his cool face into the much warmer crook of your neck, his hands sliding underneath your back to pull you up into his body. 

“I don’t know what I would have become without you, darlin’,” His voice is but a whisper, his arms a cool cage... the safest one you’ve ever known. His cage is one which doesn’t trap you, no. It protects you and you hold the key to your freedom even with the door wide open. You can leave at any time with no questions asked, but you love Jasper so much that you would never consider anything else... anyone else, and for that is Jasper eternally grateful. You return his unspoken but very much felt emotions wholeheartedly, and for that do the two of you somehow only love each other more.

Once more does Jasper pick up on your love and his hold only tightens on you even as his lips, hard as a stone but so gentle with you is he, find purchase upon your skin. Kiss after kiss after kiss is feathered upon your weathered skin, and you arch into Jasper’s body, his hands moving from your back and traversing your body like the well loved and well-mapped terrain that it is. 

“I love you, Jazz. So much.” His name falls from your lips like a prayer, your body underneath his as you mutually worship one another at your separate but very much together altars, your bodies aligned at every plane. His body crushes against yours and yet does it, does Jasper, shield you from the world and all that would do you harm. 

“I love you too, darlin’. I know you doubt it sometimes, but I wouldn’t be who or where I am today without ya’. There could never be anyone like you. You make me feel like my heart still has a beat in it.” You make me feel alive, is what Jasper means. 

You hear him all the same, no matter what language he speaks.

Just as he hears you.

With nothing left to say but everything left to feel, your bodies find a rhythm, tensions and emotions heighten and climb, and your worship is paid to one another and then some. You are in love, you are very much loved, and nothing and no one will ever harm you when Jasper is beside you... where he belongs.

You belong with him, dear one, and life is just a little easier to take because of that fact.

A small note - it has been years since I wrote anything for Jasper, so I’m really sorry if this has butchered his character hasdfghjkl I hope that you like it!!💙 If not, please let me know and I’m very happy to make something else for you!!!💜 Happy birthday, darling!!!🥳🥳🥳🎉🎉🎉

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