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cheolhub · 8 months

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sarrrrrrr🩷 happy bday to cheolhub!!! you are fr one of my favourite accounts on here. i always get so happy seeing ur name pop up on the dash whdjshsjs, i hope you’re doing well & drinking your water & looking after yourself 🫶

coulddddd i possibly req ❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜ & precious vernon for your event? 🫶

8:01 p.m. – hansol vernon chwe

prompt. “let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up.”

wc. 2k+

warnings. unprotected sex for the first time, creampie, saying ‘i love you’ during sex, pet names [baby], a very needy couple ^^!!! — MINORS DNI 18+

note. j u are too sweet im gonna cry !!! thank you thank you thank you !!! i love u sm, i hope u like this >< i’ve been wanting to write vernon a lot recently so i went a little bit overboard with this one,,,, and it’s not my best so i apologize bsgsgs [not proofread, kinda rushed]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ join the birthday bash! ࿐ྂ

hansol vernon chwe has never been one for public displays of affection. any type of affection– kissing, hugging, holding hands, etc. it’s just awkward. it always is and he’d rather keep it to himself. keep you to himself.

and vernon is usually so patient when it comes to his hunger for you. he’s so virtuous and so composed. it’s admirable, really. but there are nights, like this one in particular, where he just wants to sink his teeth into you and mercilessly fuck you into the mattress.

these nights don’t come by very often. they rarely ever do, honestly. he only thinks tonight is different because he hasn’t touched you in over a week. there was no real reason for it, you just kept missing each other due to your taxing schedules.

so you planned a date on a night that you knew you were both free. something nice, giving you an excuse to doll yourself up for your boyfriend.

you did exactly that and vernon’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he picked you up from your apartment. he thought you looked so fucking pretty. you looked so pretty gazing out the window in the passenger seat of his car. you looked so fucking pretty when you kindly laughed at the waiters joke (that wasn’t the slightest bit funny). you look so fucking pretty when you asked him, “are you okay, baby?”

he wasn’t. how could he be okay when all he wanted was to put his hands on you and inhale the scent of your seductive perfume? how could he be okay when his cock was straining in his pants begging to be inside of you? how the fuck could he be okay when he needed you so fucking bad?

of course, you could tell he was anything but fine. your boyfriend was stoic sometimes, but he always wears his emotions all over his pretty face. his carnal desire became obvious when he placed his hand on your thigh, squeezing at your flesh. and even more obvious when he pressed a few kisses to your jaw. and then blatantly obvious when he pressed his lips to the shell of your ear and said, “i’d rather eat something else.”

so you ate half your meal, paid the bill, and got the hell out of there because, if you were being completely transparent, you missed the way his cock felt inside of you. you missed tugging at his hair and marking his skin and the messy, messy kisses you always share. you missed him and a week apart from your lover was 5 days way too long.

he’s already pressing his lips to the back of your neck by the time you get up to your apartment’s door, leaving wet kisses on your scolding hot skin. it’s distracting and your hands keep fumbling the keys, but you eventually get the two of you in. you lock the door and he practically chases you to your room, both of you breathily giggling.

upon arrival, his hands are grasping and pulling at the clothing on your body in attempts to rip them off while yours do the same with his.

“need you so bad, baby.” he mumbles during his conquest, pulling almost everything off of you.

when he sees the pretty set underneath your date outfit, he’s left breathless. shocked. and it’s not because he’s never seen you in something this pretty, but it’s that he’s right about to bust a load in his jeans.

he groans, “fuck, i think i’m gonna cum.”

“you’re cute.” you smile cheekily, pulling him on the bed with you. “better not be before i get to feel you, though.”

“i’ll try,” he grunts, his cock twitching and throbbing in what feels like the world’s tightest boxers.

you lay against your plush pillows, slipping your panties off and throwing them to the side, exposing your soaked pussy to the cool air that circulates through your room. you suck in through your teeth, spreading your legs open. “condom?” you ask expectantly.

he furrows his brows. “you don’t have any?”

you crack a grin at the frown that appears on his face when you shake your head. “you’re the one with a dick here! you should always keep one on you for emergencies. this would’ve been the perfect emergency.”

“baby, we used all my emergency condoms and i forgot to buy more.” he huffs in frustration. “i can just run to the market and grab some. it’s not that big of a deal.”

it is a big deal. his cock is aching.

you look at him in awe, “you’re that desperate? you’re gonna go all the way to the store and buy condoms, hansol?”

not that you’re any less desperate the way you clench around nothing and ruin the sheets under you.

he deadpans at your subtle teasing, “yes.”

you hum, stomach twisting in anticipation at a vulgar thought that pops into your head.

he could… just not use one.

he could fuck you raw and you could feel everything. “what if…” you shudder before you can even get the thought out. “what if we don’t use one?”

you think his face drains of color. “w-what?” he stutters, unsure if he heard you correctly. “baby… what did you say?”

you bite your lip for a second, feeling heat spread like wildfire through your entire body. “we can do it… without the condom. if you want?”

vernon is going to cum– untouched, in fact– just at the mere thought of it. of-fucking-course he wants to, what kind of idiot would pass that up? (read: someone who isn’t actually an idiot)

“what about…” he trails off as his wide eyes look at your tummy.

“i started birth control a while ago, baby, don’t worry.” you whisper. “it’s only if you're comfortable… but i’m okay with it… i trust you. and i wanna feel you.”

his heart pounds erratically and he’s tugging his boxers down before he can even form a proper response. his hard, leaky cock slaps against his abdomen and all either of you can think about is how it’ll feel without the latex barrier.

he breathes out his words, as he presses against your drooling hole. “i’ll pull out.”

“okay, baby.” you pant, hands already gripping at the sheets in preparation.

though, you fear there was nothing you could do to prepare for this moment. feeling vernon’s cock— all of it— is amazing. heavenly… hot. you find yourself wishing you would’ve done this a lot earlier. you can’t believe how much of a difference there is.

you feel all the heat, all the veins that trace through his gorgeous cock, all the delicious friction and you’re fucking addicted to it.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” vernon moans, jaw going slack and his face pinching in euphoric pleasure. “baby, fuck, you’re so tight— feels so good.”

vernon has never felt anything so perfect in all his years. he feels your walls flutter around his bare cock as he bottoms out, finally buried deep inside of you.

you wrap your arms around his neck and bring him down to press his mouth against yours. the entirety of the kiss is intense and passionate and you can’t think of a time you’ve felt this close to a man during sex. you can’t even recall a time you were this in love with a man.

you break, whining against his lips and tightly clenching around him. “move, please. need you to move.”

he nods hotly, pulling his hips back and pushing them back against yours. he does this a few times, slowly thrusting into you until he builds a steady, consistent speed. the bulbous tip of his cock rams into your sweet spot with every shove. you can’t help the cry that bubbles in your chest or the way your legs wrap around his waist tightly.

“hansol,” you mewl, one of your hands snaking between your bodies and rubbing at your clit. “i-i love you.”

he delivers a sharp thrust upon hearing your words. “i love you more, baby.” he responds with a wavered voice. “i missed you.”

you nod in agreement, clamping around him again, ultimately making vernon hiss. “me more,” you declare on a whine.

“not a chance.” he grunts out but it falls on deaf ears. his words are practically silenced by the lewd squelching and your cute sounds that bounce off the four walls.

and it’s all because vernon fucks you like his life depends on it. he feels your walls tightening around him with every thrust but there isn’t a single ounce of vigilance in his body. he wants to memorize every single second of this. burn all of this into his head. he wants to be able to recall the way your blunt fingernails dig into the smooth skin of his shoulders, your moans that sound even prettier in this moment, how your velvety walls flutter and pulse and grip around him as your cunt swallows him up.

his abdomen tightens, balls drawing up as he nears his desired release. before he can warn you, your breathing alarmingly picks up. your chest rises and falls rapidly, your whines and mewls get louder, you trap his cock in a tight grip, refusing to let him go, all the telltale signs of your impending orgasm.

“vern–vernon, baby,” you gasp, back arching off the bed and heels of your feet digging into his back. “baby, ‘m-m gonna cum. keep fucking me like that,” you plead, eyebrows coming together in gratification.

he obliges, snapping his hips against yours over and over till the tightrope in your tummy snaps. you come undone choking on a dry sob as your body seizes underneath his. you’re panting unevenly as you go lax, limp body weakly clinging to his as you attempt to come down from your high.

your orgasm is almost too much. too overstimulating for how high strung vernon is. he’s just about ready to explode, but he can’t bear to leave your spasming cunt.

“baby, i— god, i-i know it’s not safe— fuck—“ he babbles, anxiously panting out his words. “i know… know it’s not safe—but let me cum in you, please. i want to fill you up.”

you cry, nodding your head and weakly clamping around him at the thought of his warm seed flooding your cunt. “y-yes, fuck yes. please fill me up, ‘sollie!”

he curses under his breath, his cock twitching and brain fogging over at your permission. he gives you a few sloppy thrusts before he groans noisily, stilling and spilling his cum inside of you.

he twitches ceaselessly above you as his orgasm washes over him, head digging into the crook of your neck so he can drown out all of his throaty moans. they still echo throughout the room with your whiny pants.

the sensation of his release has your entire body surging with warmth. it has you feeling nothing but bliss and pure exhilaration— you’re on cloud nine.

“sorry,” he murmurs into your neck as his body collapses on top of yours. “couldn’t help it.”

your hand comes to thread through his hair, scratching at his head. “‘s okay, ‘sol.” you mumble back. “felt really good. don’t worry.”

“do you need a plan b?”

you snort, shaking your head. “no, i don’t think so, baby. told you i’m on the pill now.”

he lets out a breath— probably one of relief— followed by a muffled, “then… can we do this again soon?”

you smile, “yeah, babe, we can do this again soon.”

#[ birthday bash ! ]#[ ⭐️: mutuals ! ]#[ 🌎: j ! ]#[ 🐻‍❄️: hansol ! ]#vernon smut #svt smut #seventeen smut #hansol smut

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astro-iplier · 8 months

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In response to the butler stream comeback from @ghiertor-the-gigapeen I’m making MY notes abt it bc I want to… so here’s my shithole of a list:

- he’s suffering he needs something to do

- butlery in the family, long line of butlery.

- harvard school of servitude and mastertude are definitely real for sure

- goddamn parents worked for the queen and king got kicked out by daughter sent to america HUH 😭

- arrested for PUBLIC NUDITY because he covered for Mark’s arrest that’s so amazing

- Benjamin literally dresses Mark when he is drunk and passed out I’m so sorry Ben

- I actually think he’s innocent he doesn’t deal drugs he just gets them

- 3 wishes would be: Mark didn’t die, everyone could have a butler, everything to be clean

- chef and him do not mix nuh uh

- coco bathtub canon

- lightning still goes off when wkm ppl say murder

- uh oh colonel owes money big time

- lmao i think Tyler forgot DA is dead

- 1810 Chardonnay wine bottle

- he got everything in Mark’s will omg

- MARK SAID TO CHECK IN ON THE COLONEL EVERY FEW MONTHS WTF THATS. THATS NICE?? thats sad i knew he was a good dude

- ben needs the job man

- In the last months of his life Mark stayed hidden and didn’t even let Ben TOUCH HIM? oof

- people accusing ben of the murder wtf

- he likes brisk jogs that’s cute

- I refuse to accept Tyler’s math in his bday and graduate year fight me tbh doesn’t line for for me.

- top of his class in butlery, bartender, waiter, cleaner, friend🫶, driver AND pet groomer

- #1 ON BUTLER MAGAZINE 🙌

- he’s not just your butler… he’s your friend 😌

- he’ll make you a better person

- perfectionist lol. not in an asshole way dw

- 4AM bright an early, ready for anything 🫡

- does NOT recommend chef (I would)

- ✨Butler Ball✨ you’ll be the butler and I’ll be the other butler its a love story baby just say yeah

- OP cleaner

- all he would as is his own private quarters

- he gives great advice and is a great listener

- abe hospitalised after wkm

- the one time ben got sent off celine left :(

- ben thinks he’s es better than george bc he’s a butler and george is a dude who digs in the dirt

- chef 🤝 groundskeeper

- doesn’t believe in psychics (Celine L)

- gambling but only when it involves clothing 😏

- bro got frustrated because george wanted FOOD to LIVE

- he and Mark played with explosives together on June 4 🥰💥💥💥

- clean up after your own stuff ! he doesn’t tolerate other people being messy >:(

And that’s it❗️ A bit of this I wouldn’t consider canon— like Colonel owing Mark a lot of money. That’s pretty big and I’d say he just came up with it on the spot. Stuff abt the staff is pretty harmless tho, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Abe got sent to the hospital (mental or normal… he did get shot)

hc material tho this is all mwah. Thanks to Alighiertor for reuploading this!

#thats a lot #sorry not sorry 🤷‍♀️#markiplier egos #wkm #headcanons #actor mark #benjamin the butler

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boxwinebaddie · 7 months

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Uh oh it’s my gremlin ass in your inbox again, anyway I had a thot.

Raven!Stan and Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes by FOB

Specifically the line “I’d promise you anything for another shot at life”

Uhhhhhhh that is all queen ty for ur time (ily take care of urself you deserve all the happiness in the realm)

oh noooooooo riley in my ask box agaiiiiiiiiin how awful how horrible

sahdsadlkda AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

listen bitch!!!! i sprinted to answer this ask because it singlehandedly threw me into a fallout boy renaissance oh my god!

this is really long i went on a very crazy tangent and started badly describing a v dramatic v upsetting flashback u can all skip this lmao

raven!stan is soooooo disloyal order of the water buffaloes like okay "i'd promise you anything for another shot at life" is so AAAA like my son was robbed of everything i just! urGH! give my boy his life back!!!

also "detox just to retox"?????? is so real..."imperfect boys with their perfect boys // nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy" ISSSSSS SOOOOO CRIMSON DAWN CODED IM!!!!

also also ALSO "i'm half doomed and you're semi sweet" is so stan and kyle in every fucking universe gonna rip the skin off my face

okay...let me just...it's actually so funny that you sent me this about fallout boy because when i was developing a lot of ravenstan's backstory and gen rockstar stuff i religiously listened to 27 by fob.

if home is where the heart is then were all just fucked!!!! I WANT IT SO BAD I SHOOT THE SUNSHINE INTO MY VEINS I CANT REMEMBER THE GOOD OLD DAYS!!! my mind is a safe and if i keep it then we all get rich!!! DOING LINES OF DUST AND SWEAT OFF LAST NIGHTS STAGE JUST TO FEEL LIKE YOOOOOU!!! AAAAA

like raven is SO 27 by fob skhdlahd in this essay i will!

so this is weird lore backstory but bear with me, okay?

kenny and stan are close in all my fics which is like my favorite thing ever but they are SUPER CLOSE IN RM! ive said this like 5 bajillion times but i love them their dynamic its special and very dear to me ok

and i feel like they were really drunk one time at 18 just laying on the floor...and raven is just like "do you ever think about death?" which is hilarious because kenny is immortal so theyre just like "yeah...all the time" *drags their cigarette with a sad knowing smile :'((((*

and stans like "me too" *vodka shot* "do you ever think about when you're gonna die...like if you could choose" and kenny is like jfc rae bleak much but is probably like "idk dunno ill go when the universe gets bored of me...i could go anytime because i do whatever i want and live everyday like its my last....think of it like this: we're all stuck here and everyone's watching so you might as well give them a good show, right??? *long cigarette drag again*...but what about you?"

and raven just says "27." then explains that all the biggest rockstars and greatest musicians die at 27 and if he could choose he'd join the 27 club bc at least then his death would mean something. AAA IM

ok fuck suicide attempt tw AAAA I HATE IT HERE :/ </3

this is a lot im so sorry its dramatique af but also pls know if i write it as a flashback later i will be crying & throwing up the whole time

flash forward i think its like ravens 21st birthday and everyone is inside getting trashed on his birthday doing coke being degenerates breaking shit & d-list celebrity nobodies are flexing hard that they're at his big extravagant bday party aka the event of the year...but no one even knows hes Missing!!!!!!! NO! ONE! FUCKING!!!! CARES!!!!!!!!!

except kenny who just finds him on the roof of that big swanky building or even like the water generator so high up that its genuinely fucking terrifying and its really really bad like hes just on the edge like crying and laughing and swaying holding a big ass bottle of expensive champagne with his FACE on it slurring and singing happy birthday to himself and its the SADDEST most AWFUL sound in the world & uGH i want to cry my baby mY BABY!!!! MY!!!! BABY!!!!!!! :(((((

and kenny is PANICKING but theyre trying to be normal like theyre talking to someone with a hostage but the person holding the hostage is themselves WHICH IS SOOOOO UUUGH!!! and theyre like "raven raven i need you to get down...i hate my birthday too...you're having a bad night...just a bad night...its almost over ok its almost over baby...lets get out of here okay? but i need you to get DO--"

and hes just like "NO!!!! NO!!!!! you dont get it you dont FUCKING get it!!! it doesnt get better it gets fucking WORSE every day is bad bad bad BAD!!! it never stops IT NEVER ENDS!!!"

which is so sad and also ironic bc kenny is like "believe me I. Know." LIKE IMMORTAL KENNY LIVES THE WORST DAY OF THEIR LIFE EVERY DAY and is just like "but you Dont want to do this, trust me"

and raven is just like shaking and screaming snot and tears and champagne and eyeliner and blood in his mouth like "no i think i do I THINK I FUCKING DO!!!! you're the one who said if everyones watching might as well give them a good show right?! RIGHT?!"

FUuUuUUCK

and cups his hands over his lips swinging & shouting!!!!! WELL HEY!!! HEY EVERYONE HEY EVERYONE LOOK LOOOK LOOK!!!!! HEY TMZ EXTRA EXTRA READ ALL ABOUT IT FOR THE LAST FKN TIME!!!

& its raining so he prolly almost slips its so...that man is not mentally or physically stable its SO FUCKING SCARY kennys heart is RACING like "take my hand!!! just take my HAND we can Talk about it!!! I LOVE YOU BRO! DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE I CANNOT DO THIS ALONE."

and ravens just like drinking and spiraling drinking spiraling, seriously wavering having a panic attack and a ptsd episode hysterical and fucking inconsolable backing away from kenny closer and closer to ledge like "i'm sorry i'm sorry IM SORRY i'm hideous i'm HIDEOUS everyone keeps looking at me EVERYONE KEEPS TOUCHING ME i cant do this anymore im sorry im not strong like you ken im not strong ive never been strong not like you!!! Not. Like You. im sorry IM SO SORRY let me go!!! LETMEGOLETMEGOLETMEFUCKINGGO—”

but kenny grabs his arm or leg RIGHT before he goes straight over the side JUST in time & is like "you CAN do this!!! you ARE strong i--"

.....and just says "27"

and ravenstan is like "h-huh?"

and kenny is like "you said you wanted to die at 27. like kurt cobain, right??!! so DIE at 27, okay, raven? die at TWENTY FUCKING SEVEN for all i FUCKING CARE but give me six more years!!!! give me six more years and then when you're twenty seven you can decide whether you want to live or die, but until then you owe me SIX. FUCKING. YEARS, you son of a bitch!!! and if you stay ill stay if you go ill go. your life is my life. a life for a life. now…do we have a deal?"

and ravens like "kenny, i-i dont" and theyre like grim reaper mode like "DO. WE. HAVE. A. DEAL?" and stan u know makes th deal with the devil climbs down they hug and cry a lot its beautiful its awful AAA

so ravens stuck here...is he happy about it....no....but hes here 4 kenny...( also for jimmy and the ex cd guitarist those are his boys ) but thats not gonna stop him from getting extremely close 2 dying and destroying his body w/ alcohol...thats his loophole....FML dude :/

TADA!!! ahdslkhda

also: mun fun fact....i was ( still am ) and MASSIVE infinity on high GIRLIE!!!!! like if i even hear hum hallelujah or bang on the doldrums i will SHAKE SOME ASS the white mom chokehold that album has on me is RIDICULOUS

me: falling to my knees in the grocery store when i accidentally hit shuffle on my spotify open mouth sobbing and screaming

IIIII CAST A SPELL OVER THE WESTTT TO MAKE YOU THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK OF MEEEEEE THE SAAAAME WAY I THINK OF YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU

oh my god i could go on and on

( also golden is very ravenstan coded just about him being a celebrity trying to make everyone happy but also his music being controversial and moms pulling their kids away from him like he is evil and because hes just a like a bad role model and a gnarly alcoholc CRYING....

but its also jersey!kyle because he was so full of promise and had so much potential but than also got serious ptsd and went kind of insane because of stan "dying" and just became this basketcase freakshow that everyone is scared is going to snap at any second and is this absolutely fucking menace and AAAAA )

ok im done now but i had so much to say

-uncle nina on her fob wine box soap box

#hi sorry that was unhinged #also enjoy my free traumatic flashback #if this sounds incoherent and crazy its the cab sav i am drinking #everyone say hi jersey #anyways working on rm4 i do hope its out within the week but it could be next week #theres so many more fob songs i could drop but the plot needs to develop ill reblog this post as we dive deeper #BUT YEAH #DOOWB IS VERY RAVENSTAN #and yeah....27....i swear to god #stan in rm makes me soooooooooo sad i want to cry #he is my beautiful beautiful beautiful boy i love him so much #i can’t math on the box wine so i can’t remember if kyle and stan are 21 or 22 in rm #but either way it’s upsetting as fuck #kenny and stan also....i cry i cry i cry i love them i love them

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sarahrogersevans · 1 year

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Birthday Surprise- Sebastian Stan xreader Fan Fic

Summary: Sebastian surprises Y/N on her her birthday in the most amazing way

Warnings: angst, super super fluffy, mentions of feeling sad, happy ending, let me know if I forget anything

(Y/N’s POV)

Tomorrow’s my birthday and I was excited about spending it with my wonderful boyfriend Sebastian and I had a few ideas of what we could do. I saw Sebastian in the kitchen writing in his notepad and went over to see what was going on and I hugged him from behind and said “hey honey, what are you writing?” He hid the notepad and turned around to face me and said “hey Y/N, oh nothing just work stuff.” He leaned in to kiss me and I was just da curious what was going on but I didn’t wanna push him about it. I followed him into the living room and said “hey by the way tomorrow’s my birthday and I was thinking maybe we could go to lunch or something?” Seb looked at me with a sad look and came over to rub my arm and said “I’m sorry doll but I’m busy tomorrow with a work thing unfortunately but otherwise I would love to.” I felt kinda upset that he was gonna be busy and I nodded and said “hey no worries no big deal.. anyway I’m gonna go to bed early, if you need anything let me know..” I went to bed and started crying but I knew he wasn’t doing it on purpose I know his job keeps him busy.

(Sebastian’s POV)

God I hate seeing Y/N sad I really do but I wasn’t really busy tomorrow, I wanted to plan a surprise for her birthday and I was writing down everything I needed for the surprise and didn’t wanna give it away but I saw that look in her eyes and wanted to tell her the truth I felt so bad but I’ve never surprised her before and I thought she would love it. I grabbed my notepad and went shopping for everything and I went home and set everything up and went to sleep excited to see her reaction in the morning.

I woke up Y/N at eight am because I couldn’t wait anymore, I rubbed her back gently and said “sweetheart, hey wake up Y/N.” She turned to face me and started to sit up in bed and said “Sebastian? What time is it??” I smiled and said “there’s my girl and it’s eight am, I have a surprise for you in the living room, come on let’s go!” I saw she was curious and grabbed her sweater to put on and she took my hand and said “ok ok hang on hun, you’re walking kinda fast.” I laughed and slowed down and said “oh, I’m sorry I’m just excited to show you what I have for you.”

We got to the living room and I opened all the curtains and turned on all the lights and said “surprise!!!” Y/N smiled while looking around and said “oh my goodness!.. wow did you do all this today or lastnight?” I walked over to her and kissed her forehead and I said “I went out shopping lastnight and set it all up before coming to bed, I wanted to surprise you doll.” Y/N saw her favorite foods along with the birthday cake and the birthday poster with the string lights and hugged me tight saying “thank you Sebastian, this is all amazing I love it, and you got me all my favorites, I love you so much honey, wait.. what about work??” I shook my head and said “I lied, I felt so bad seeing you upset but I was trying to plan this and didn’t wanna give it away. I’d never forget or miss your birthday sweetheart, work can wait.” Y/N kissed me and said “you’re amazing you know that right?” I blushed and said “baby I would do anything for you, happy birthday my love.” We sat down and had breakfast and then I had her open the gifts and I got out the cake I know she loved and I loved seeing that smile on her face, best birthday surprise plan and Y/N deserves it.

Hey lovelies!! 😊 I hope you enjoy this fic! Tomorrow’s my bday and I got the idea of writing a Sebastian Stan bday fic plus @lokiandbuckysdoll helped me with a few of the ideas for this one thank you so much honey 🥹♥️♥️ ily! hope you all enjoy xx

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@lokiandbuckysdoll

@jessybarnes

@chrisevansdaughter

@writersblog20

@delicatecoffeepeanut

@nana1000night

@imyourbratzdoll

@sunshine-on-my-mind

@marvelstarker-mha98

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theangryjikooker · 7 months

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If all of this turns out to be true, do you think they should just be open about dating?

Maybe it's because I'm from the west and I'm so used to celebs dating, but I just find it so odd that korean celebs wait until they're going to get married or have a baby to announce anything. I understand wanting to have a private life, but if you're both equally famous, I just don't fully see why it would be an issue with confirming and moving on. If they confirm, they can freely roam with their partner which seems much less stressful to me. When hyuna announced she was dating Dwan everyone pretty much accepted and moved on. same with jisoo and her actor bf. You basically give less power to the jobless stalkers

One thing that started to bother me today is the idea that JK has been deliberately queerbaiting to sell this fantasy to fans. Even thinking that makes me upset since I'm queer. Or maybe shippers just twist everything to fit their narratives because on today's SH based on the translations I felt like he debunked all ships. But then I get on here and twt and I see so many people taking him saying he's busy on jimins bday or the drawing thing to be romantic lol.. maybe I just need to get out of shipping spaces altogether

I'm pretty sure im going through the stages of grief step by step LOL so sorry for long ask ig I'm on the 'bargaining' stage and just need to talk 😭

I do, or at least I think it would set a precedent for the members to feel comfortable enough to date openly and put certain fans in their place when they continue to pass judgment for the boys acting like every other human being. Technically, I’d say Taehyung has “paved the way” for them all in how to approach it. Considering how Taehyung and Jennie are prominent members of their respective groups, it’s actually impressive that they were able to continue in their successes, even going so far as to take the very public Paris stroll. There’s always going to be some initial fallout, but as long as they insist on their boundaries and navigate that landscape with a good head on their shoulders, people will have no choice but to deal with it. I think the members are aware that, at some point, it’s no love lost if “ARMYs” abandon them because they decided to live their lives.

I didn’t follow the Hyuna-Dawn relationship that closely, so I’m not too confident to comment on it. I think there were a few things that worked in their favor that doesn’t translate exactly the same for the BTS members.

This idea of intentional queerbaiting by the members has always grated my nerves. I’ve only ever seen antis talk about this, and irate shippers when a member isn’t acting like they should according to their narratives. I think the BTS members are good men, and I don’t believe any of them would do that.

I didn’t listen to SH in its entirety, but if he did debunk ships, that’s not abnormal. It would be absolutely valid if none of the members wanted to be shipped with one another and are now putting their foot down. Good for him if that’s the case, I don’t know what he said.

The bit with Jimin’s birthday are people who are either naturally speculating or shippers who have come to expect Jikook doing something for each other on their birthdays. Which is fair as I think they’ve been consistent and have thus set expectations for people who keep tabs on it, but the whale cloud and it being romantic—shipper nonsense, in my opinion. Any romantic undertones during that get-together remains to be seen and is only projected by shippers.

Shipping spaces have devolved over the years. Tango with it for fun, but I do recommend keeping one’s distance—unless that’s your jam, then have at it.

The only person I trust is myself and my judgment, as long as I know when to take accountability or retract statements when it calls for it. Everything else that I consume in these spaces are more like helpful guides that influence how I choose to interpret things.

#TAJ asks #anon submission #jikook #kookmin #not jikook #bts

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creedslove · 6 months

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hey mari bb sorry for the tmi, i need to say this but i got no one :((

i went home from uni for my 21st bday on the 3rd of this month, and came back to my dorm at the 8th bcs i had class. as soon as i’m back in my dorm i’m horribly sick :( had a sore throat for 2 days with cold sweat, then when my throat got better immediately i caught a horrible flu, it’s so bad my nose is very watery and i had to plug it up to lay down or else it’ll get everywhere on my bed :(( it’s so bad really, my nose and face were very raw and irritated i couldn’t even use my face wash :(( i took the strongest med i had for flu and it got better but now i got the runny nose and a horrible cough. like. it’s hard to even talk !! my throat is raw and i’m so tired and dizzy from coughingn all the damn time 😭😭😭 i tried everything !! over the counter cough syrups, drank warm water so much i pee like a leaking faucet 😭😭😭 but it’s still sore 😭😭

i was a very sick child from age 3-13 and for those 10 years i relied on very specific prescribed custom meds that came in little packets filled with powdered meds along with a strong syrup meds like it was so controlled the prescription is only for 2-4 weeks and once they’re up i’d go visit the hospital again and get new customized meds as well and only that one specific hospital can produce the med 😭😭 so over the counter stuff don’t do shit on me even the expensive patent ones 😭😭😭

and i’m soo frustrated bcs i have a deadline and my lecturer is already pushing and giving an ultimatum for it but i’m still horribly sick but i need to go see my doctor but i can’t because from my dorm he’s 7 hours away !! and i don’t trust the doctors available nearby here bcs usually they don’t care and would just give antibiotics and stuff (which you’re not supposed to consume so easily like that) and my mum’s busy taking care of my nasty grandma and i’m just 😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞 i wish my dad were still alive 😞😞😞😞😞 wish i had took the semester off 😞😞😞 i’m just sooo tired 😞😞😞 a lot of people in my class are very close to graduating with good GPAs and internship and an almost finished thesis… here i am still coughing my lungs out 😞😞

-jerk loving anon

OHHHH NO MY BABY!!

reading your ask made me so sad! I am so so so so so sorry you are going through that, my angel, you are such a lovely sweet anon and I wish I could do anything to help you! I totally get what you mean, in the beginning of the year I was so stressed and my immune system was down so I was constantly sick, so yeah, I know what you're going through 🫂

I know you don't like these nearby doctors, but maybe you should visit them in order to get a prescription? Antibiotics might be just what you need baby and I wish you would wake up feeling like a million bucks tomorrow 😭

Good luck in your deadline, I hope you manage to accomplish everything you need to in time, but at the same time you recover and that you prioritize your health! I'm here for you if you need to vent more, I wish any of the Pedro boys were around to help you my darling ❤️🫂 love you 💝💋

#ask #answered

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depressedacadamia · 3 years

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Blood will have blood

Summary: Being a healer during a war was a job that only few could handle- seeing soldiers who risk their lives was not for the weak. But Will questions everything as a powerful but very young demigod is about to die before his very eyes.

A/N: Day two of Will solace's bday week!!! I know I could have written another 3 Days in the infirmary fic but I thought I'd give some angst because I haven't done it in a while and I listened to somone talk about Patroclus' death; it was in the Podcast Let's talk about myths, baby! It's suuppperrr good but that episode had me close to tears. Thnks to @solangeloweek AND THIS IS REVENGE FOR THAT REALLY GOOD BUT SAD FIC BY MY FRIEND; THEY KNOW WHO THEY ARE. Anyways, love from me <3 !!

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“Move!” Will yelled as he hastily brought medical supplies to the healer who was working on fixing someone’s foot which had been sliced off.

“Fucking Gods, sending their kids to fight their battles, They don't know when to stop, do they?” Will gritted out aggressively as he crouched down by his patient- a powerful but young demigod who had been severely injured in a vicious fight.

Will washed the bloody cloth in the water and produced a clean one, at which he gently cleaned the wounds. He could feel their life force thinning, their heart beating softer and softer. He had given the demigod all he could- ambrosia, nectar and as much treatment as he could offer; but they were in a war- he couldn't dwell too much on the patients who he couldn’t save.

“If you don't require urgent treatment, you need to leave,” Will announced. “ Starting now, we are under triage. Red patients will immediately be accepted, yellow will have to wait- the walking wounded will have to consult their nearest field medic. I repeat, As of now, we are in triage!”

“Will, a new wave of patients are going to come soon- apparently the enemies have launched a fresh attack and our side wasn't prepared,” Kayla mumbled, handing out supplies to the healers. Will groaned but his frustration was quickly overcome with worry: how would his friends on the frontline fare with this fresh assault?

He worried for some of his siblings who had chosen to be soldiers over healers, he worried for people like Annabeth Chase and Piper Mclean- He even worried over Percy Jackson.

But most of all he worried over Nico Di Angelo. He was not concerned over Nico dying; he knew his boyfriend very well and the chance that he’d let someone else kill him was practically impossible. But he did fear Nico overworking himself, it was almost unavoidable.

Alas, he couldn’t worry about his boyfriend, he was in a war after all and he had to focus on his job- to heal the others.

“Will-” An urgent voice tugged him from his thoughts. “ Isn’t there anything else you can do for them?” The soldier pointed at his wounded younger sibling. His bruised, bloody face was contorted into a grim expression as his hand gripped the hand of the dying soldier.

“We can’t do anymore,” Kayla informed sadly. But as Will watched the young patient slowly being dragged to Thanatos, he couldn't help but feel that it wasn't this child's time yet- that's what they were, a child.

They were fighting a war, children were fighting a war while the almighty sat in their thrones above and watched it as if it were simply a film. Innocent children like the one beside Will were dying and.. And - and the gods just expected them to continue.

“There is something I can try,” Will started quietly. “But I can’t guarantee that it will work.”

“Will, you can’t-” Kayla quickly cut in. “You know how draining it is on your body and you've never tried it on somebody with such grave injuries before.”

“But I can still try,” Will told Kayla. His mind was made up- if his friends were out there risking their lives on the battlefield, this was the least he could do; risk his life to save this innocent, and powerful demigod. If this went right, their quick recovery would be essential to winning.

Kayla knew that nothing could stop Will as he peeled off his gloves and placed his hands onto the cold skin of the soldier. Will’s hands danced slowly around the bloodstained chest and abdomen of the soldier and every once in a while, his fingertips would accidentally brush against the wounds dipping the tips of his nails in a crimson substance that was still warm.

He glowed, as he healed- he always did. But his hands felt warmer than usual and when he felt it was time, he pressed his hands into the bloody wound that no longer poured blood- for there was no blood to pour. Wil drained himself, trying to heal what he could but it was to no avail- this child had died. There was nothing Will could give.

But he refused to let this be it- It couldn't be! The Gods couldn't let this child die, they were not a soldier- they were a child for god's sake!

So after he had given everything- all the healing power that he had been blessed with by his father, he found himself with his hands pressed into the lifeless body of the child. And slowly, as he weeped over their corpse, with every drip of his tears, he felt a little more of life ease into the child again. And so he bellowed.

He cried and let the tears pour into the wounds, healing, no- bringing the child back to life. They steamed down his face as he mourned as grievers do. He clutched at the child’s chest that no longer beat and he felt the life before his grow stronger. He heard a little ‘ba-dum’.

Then, the soldier opened their eyes and took a deep inhale.

There was clapping and laughter and crying as people across the infirmary watched the miracle being performed by the Head Healer.

Will felt a smile across his face. While he felt weak, so very weak, he felt pride as he looked at the child, who bleated as they choked air into their lungs like a new born baby goat, their cheeks rosy again.

And then he felt pain. Excruciating pain. It twisted and burned. He heard screaming, the scream of a mother who has lost their child before realising that it was his own voice- his hands, once covered in the blood of the child shot to clutch at his chest only to feel a warm thick liquid coat his hands like water running out of a tap.

He gasped for air. Urgent hands were on him, lifting him onto a stretcher as people immediately fell silent. The room, celebrating moments ago, fell into a trance watching. The healers worked desperately, tearing open Will’s clothes, working as fast as they could.

Will coughed and coughed and as the blood stained his lips he let out a small smile. His small smile turned into a laugh covered with his coughing which only forced up more of the substance as it trickled slowly down his chin.

“Will? Will?” Kayla asked desperately, watching him choke. His lips turned crooked as his face paled, displaying his freckles dusted across his nose and cheeks.

“Please frame these last words: Fuck the Gods,” He whispered, content with his last moments before he suddenly shot open his eyes as he recalled that he had forgotten something. “ Oh- and tell Nico that I love him and that jazz.”

His voice was weak and the blood began to dry on his hands.

“Tell me what?” A confused, alarmed and horrified voice echoed from the other side of infirmary belonging to a warrior holding their helmet under their arm and stygian iron sword in their hand.

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loveyhoneydovey · 3 years

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Joaquín Torres as a Dad

Note: I'd give everything to see this man with a baby, PLEASE!! Might write a second part because I had to stop myself from making this longer. I'll probably be writing the wisdom teeth headcanons first though

All my stories are written with a bisexual reader of colour in mind, but anyone else is more than welcome to read them

Joaquín Torres x fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of racism

· okay oh my god here we go

· he would be the cutest sweetest, nicest dad omg

· a bit of a pushover with his baby but is stern when he needs to be (although it’s really hard for him). Thankfully, your son doesn’t usually cause much trouble

· because you’re kind of a pushover too so this is something you both try to work on

· he’s his kid’s biggest fan, encourages him in anything he wants to do ever since he was a newborn jfdsjdke

· like you’re both in love with this little chubby cutie

· wears one of those kangaroo slings to carry his son when he goes grocery shopping

· asks for his input even though the kid can’t even speak yet. He just wants to involve him in most aspects of you lives, to let him know he’s important too

· takes the baby with him when he’s shopping for your bday gifts

· “what should we get for your mama, hmm?”

· analyzes the kid’s reactions when he shows him items to see what he seems to prefer

· ok so as much as this baby loves Joaquín, he’s a mama’s boy

· they’re both constantly looking at you with heart eyes

· like sometimes you’re just putting on makeup or doing a simple task and when you turn around you catch them staring at you with admiration in their eyes

· which makes you melt

· the kid would steal some of your make up sometimes, cause he’s fascinated by it

· if it’s too hard for him to reach, he’ll get help from your puppy or your cat

· they’re partners in crime

· one time, Joaquín woke up to his kid sitting on his chest and he was applying highlighter to him nvfdnsj

· when he asks him what he’s doing, the baby just starts babbling and clapping his hands while laughing

· Joaquín likes to talk to your kid as if he could understand what he was telling him

· like your kid would be making incomprehensible noises, and Joaquín would be like “ya I liked that part too. Especially when Stitch scared Nani at the beginning” (sorry it’s my fave Disney movie)

· MATCHING OUTFITS!!!

· like from the moment you find out it’s a boy, you start buying the kid stuff that matches his closet

· first time they dressed up the same way you both cried

· you both decide to teach him your native languages, since you wanted him to feel connected to his roots

· Joaquín constantly showing off the fact that his baby’s smart because he’s multilingual

· you both being worried about the kind of future he will have in this society

· wanting to shield him as much as possible from it, but knowing you’ll have to expose him to reality early

· which breaks your heart

· okay LISTEN, any trophies won by this kid will be displayed in the living room

· Joaquín gives him a rose to give you every valentine’s day, like ever since he was a tiny baby

· your son keeping up the tradition even when he grows up

· family portraits 🥺

· you all get dressed up every year to take a family portrait and always end up picking a candid picture

· your pets are of course included in them

· in conclusion, give this man babies PLS

Tags: @littlekidsteve @need-serious-help @tkachuk-dubois @parkjammys lmk if you wanna be untagged or tagged!!

#joaquin torres #joaquin torres x reader #joaquin torres imagine #tfatws imagine #fatws imagine #should I write one for him with a daughter 👀

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elysianslove · 3 years

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hi! may i request hcs of the haikyuu boys watching/helping their significant other workout? maybe yoga or just a regular workout? would be sweet if it was all of them but i know there are so many, so mainly kuroo, kageyama, bokuto, oikawa and nishinoya <3 thank you!!

hi anon!! i’m sorry i didn’t do all the boys, but i wrote for the specific boys you requested. if you, or anybody else, wants these hc’s for other boys i’d love to do them hehe. hope you enjoy!

kuroo tetsurō

he’s so excited as soon as you’re like “hey wanna work out together”

like his whole body freezes up and then he just

screams

if you’re already like pretty athletic, he makes everything a competition

but doesn’t actually compete

he just wants to watch you 😏

no fr he’ll be like “i bet i can do more squats than you”

and then just doesnt squat and only watches you squat

this mf 😭

he gets way too excited and puts an alarm at 4;30 am to text you/wake you up to go on a run with him

you: see that’s what we’re not gonna do

if you’re not very athletic or you’re just starting to get accustomed to working out

he is so. encouraging

like sickeningly so

tries his best not to overwhelm you and does really basic workouts with you

but also if ur laying face down on the ground crying “i dont wanna do this anymore” he will NOT have any of it

good luck unsubscribing to his services

he just wants to see you succeed 🥺 👉🏼👈🏼

cooks you the best healthy meals you dont even feel like youre missing out on anything

now

yoga

listen he’s so cheeky

he’s so mf TOUCHY

couples yoga with kuroo >>>>

it’s so funny bc this man is so strong he can do pretty much any move that requires any type of strength but pull out the flexibility card and he will pass away on the spot

he also just likes to watch you do yoga

not just bc he’s a pervert

but also bc it’s just interesting to see you in your zone

buys you yoga pants just bc <3333

“u just wanna stare at my ass”

“how dare you i would never objectify my gf”

stares at your ass <3

kageyama tobio

remember when i said kuroo would make everything a competition but wouldn’t really care

kageyama cares

he’s so annoying youre just trynna have fun working out w ur bf but here he is trynna kill u bc he’s so much better at everything

okay but if YOURE better 🤑

it pisses him off at first but then he realizes he’s pissed off bc ur so hot and make his spine tingle

work outs with him are intense as fuck

like he goes all out

but then he helps you stretch and 😏 it’s worth it

if he’s helping you workout, he’s kinda harsher than he intends to be

and when he realizes that yk maybe he’s being a lil extra

he apologizes and just asks how you wanna do it

spends the night researching hehe

is encouraging in a demeaning way like “do you WANT to regret not working harder” ur like tobio i swear on my life i will start crying

when y’all are done he does like give u a small kiss and the sweetest smile “good work” and it makes it all the more worth it

about yoga though

when he first watched u he was horny hwbwjwks

he was like oop what is this feeling

but then it clicked lmao

avoids watching you unless you’re doing it privately so he can embarrass himself less

if you invite him to join you it’s just rigorous head shaking but he loves you sm he’ll do anything for you

he just follows your lead and is listening so attentively and is trying to mimic your movements exactly and is so awe oh my god he’s so CUTE

once ur done and ur both just laying on the ground you roll over and kind lean over him and give him a kiss “thank u for doing this with me”

“we should do it more often”

not horny just in love with you <3

bokuto kōtarō

so hyperactive good luck keeping up with him

he’s also like

built

LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN. HIM???? no way he doesnt go crazy w the work outs

if you suggest to work out together he’s so excited and he just does everything normally the way he does at 2.5x speed and you’re just like bruh 🧍🏻‍♀️ slow down

you do eventually find your own rhythm that kinda matches his own

and it’s nice to have him with you because like if you’re at a gym and ur using a device across the room from him he’ll just yell and wave at you and blow you a kiss god i love this dork

after you’re both spent you just sit on the ground across from each other stretching just talking just vibing

gives you a big smooch in between everything if he can

it becomes a really positive addition to your life ngl

if he’s helping you work out

he is actually the fkn BEST

despite him being a work out freak, he doesn’t force that on you in any way

if anything i think he’d be super gentle

so cheerful when encouraging you

and rewards you a lot

too much probably

“20 PUSHUPS BABE !!!! LETS GO MAKE OUT FOR 20 MINUTES”

he doesn’t just say it he really does mean it when he tells you he’s proud of you

loves it when you do yoga

immediately tries to join in

“oouu teach me this move” proceeds to fall on his ass <3

t’s okay he has a lotta cushioning 😏

he always wants to try the couples yoga moves

he saves them on his phone to show you later and you cant say no bc ur already in gear and the yoga mat is on the ground hehe

(if you watch cody ko and kelsey kreppel’s couples yoga video that’s basically how it goes with you two)

^^^ in one of the moves he has to like lift you up by your arms as youre sitting down and he’s standing and he accidentally just shoves your face into his crotch

you both couldn’t stop laughing until you nearly peed and thats the beauty of love

oikawa tōru

he has to repeatedly ask you if you’re s u r e you wanna work out with him

if you’re s u r e you can keep up

please hand his cocky ass to him <3

if you’re athletic, prepare to have him try to one up you every time you do something

it’s so sweet though cause he’s so determined and he’s sticking his tongue out between his lips and you’re just like baby please what is this

tells you to lay beneath him while he does push ups so he can kiss you

you complain about how sweaty he is but really you just want him to take his shirt off <3

okay two important things i want to go over

one. oikawa does not know when to stop. so, honestly, you probably suggested to work out with him to keep him in check and make sure he doesn’t overwork himself

please make him drink water and take breaks when necessary :(

two. his knee :( he would probably need to be very careful and he’ll teach you the correct way to massage it and prep it before he does any critical work

if you approach him one day about helping you work out cause you’re clueless — yes it will get to his head

but like ??? he’s your boyfriend??? your very athletic boyfriend???

who else would u ask tf 😹

anyways he makes a whole like list and shit

organizes it so well with color coding and different handwriting

keeps you up to date with your progress and always says things like “look how well you’re doing babe!” and gives you a hugeeee hug

now, oikawa is either weirdly flexible, or not flexible at all

we’re gonna go for the first one for this yoga hc

joins you randomly and starts doing the poses correctly right away ur like ??? sir ???

distracts you. so much.

“can i have a kiss— another one?— one more— one more babe— okay an—“

make out sessions ensued :)

nishinoya yū

actually i think noya would like to be in own zone kinda thing when he’s working out

probably blasting some katy perry in his ears ngl

but when you tell him you wanna go work out with him??

now you’re both blasting katy perry in your ears

stares. stares so much. provocatively.

he’s your bf so you get it

but women have come up to you in the gym asking if you’re okay hbwjwkwe

makes you try out his routine while he tries out yours

“wow babe this is sooo easy” he’s dying dont believe him

you guys probably have a handshake that’s so motivating to do before and after eeekkkk he probably makes you feel SO good about yourself after

takes you to eat the unhealthiest shit he can find after a workout because why not right ? chivalry? undead 😻

if you ask him for help he’ll accept right away

competes with you to help you improve

“one day babe you’ll be beating me at these with such ease”

he’s the loud kind of encouraging

yells a lot

like so much

body worship all the time <3333

“god u look SO good right now i love you so much”

this simp i love him sm

anyways. onto yoga

did i mention he stares 👁👁

because he does

he already knows you do yoga and he will find out your schedule

just. likes to watch you tbh

if you offer to do couples yoga with him he refuses bc he likes the view where he is lmfao

there are so many tiktoks of him just doing the dances while you calmly do yoga

it becomes a trend lmfaowjwnsj

anyways yes best supportive bf award goes to noya (actually all of them who am i kidding)

end note; MY BEST FRIEND PAINTED AKAASHI FOR MY BDAY GIFT I STOPPED BREATHING ,,, anyways i hope y’all enjoyed this!! feel free to request some more mwah

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcanons #kageyama x reader #kageyama headcanons #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya headcanons

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hanatiny · 3 years

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Back For Seconds

a/n: been working on this one for longer than I’d like to admit but here it is, finally - happy birthday to my favorite Gemini boy, Yeosang <3 (and to @yunhoiseyecandy, since she happens to share a bday with him c:)

pairing: Yunho x genderneutral!reader x Yeosang

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 2816

warnings: established poly relationship, mentions of food, threesome, sub Yeosang, switch reader, soft dom Yunho, first time, praise, making out, pet names, slight corruption kink, oral (m receiving) swearing, voyeurism, master kink (only mentioned twice), masturbation, orgasm denial, consensual sex taping, implications of unprotected sex, implications of overstimulation

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To put it simply, the surprise you and Yunho had been planning for Yeosang’s birthday hasn’t been going quite according to how it should have.

Most if not all of your friends hung up on you when you asked them for help, making up some nonsensical excuse for you to believe while you made a mental note to go and get yourself some new, more reliable friends.

You huffed in annoyance, dropping your phone on the pillow as your bottom lip jutted out in a small pout.

Although understanding of your frustration, your tall puppy-like boyfriend couldn’t resist the urge to peck your cheek lovingly before sitting down next to you on the bed.

“Wanna talk about it?” Yunho asked gently, worried about how agitated you had become within the past approximately 20 minutes.

“I just want to make everything nice and pretty for Sangie’s surprise, and apparently no one I know is available to help. Woo can only keep him occupied for so long...”

“I understand, bun~” You smiled affectionately at the pet name Yunho used as he spoke, “But you know that our Sangie will love having even just us around, right? He’s never been much of a party person.”

“I do know, I just wanna make it extra special since it’s the first birthday he’s celebrating where we’re all together... I want it to be memorable for him, Yunnie.”

“Y/n, look at me.” When you refused the request, Yunho pouted and gently pulled you to sit on his lap, “Sangie will be happy either way because we love him and he loves us. Okay?”

“Okay.” You nodded in response, wrapping your arms around his shoulders in a warm embrace to assure him.

It was then that you perked up, a light knock against the wooden door frame catching your attention followed by a quiet voice, “You guys... can I ask why there’s these little bottles of flavored milk,” Yeosang held up one of the bottles in question for clarification as you and Yunho blinked at him sheepishly, “all over the living room? I enjoy them and I know you do too, but...”

He trailed off, and you understood that he wanted an explanation.

“We- mostly I, admittedly- wanted to make your special day actually, well, special, so I was planning a mini party but no one other than Yun was available to help so it wasn’t done in time.” You confessed with a pout, looking over at the slightly younger of your two boyfriends while his own eyes flickered between you and Yunho.

Yeosang pondered his answer for a moment before walking over to you and crouching in front of you, his hand reaching to tuck some of your hair behind your ear after you had turned to face him.

“Honey,” it was ironic of him to use that pet name, you mused, considering that it was exactly what his soft voice sounded like, “you know as well as our sweet Yunho does that I’m not exactly a party person. So it’s okay, I truthfully didn’t expect you to even have anything planned. I’m just happy to have you both here with me...~”

Yeosang beamed sincerely at you, and you couldn’t help but crack a smile at the sight as well before pouting when Yunho poked your cheek.

“I’m not saying ‘I told you so’ or anything but... I kinda did, baby.”

Yeosang raised a questioning eyebrow at the two of you, merely chuckling when you huffed playfully at the older.

“Well,” he started as he stood, “these aren’t gonna drrink themselves, are they? First one on the couch gets to pick the movie, last one needs to take care of snacks~”

He giggled, the sound a melodious one that you could never quite get enough of, as he turned on his heel and swiftly made his way to the living room of your shared apartment.

It took you a moment to process the situation before you jumped to your feet and rushed to follow Yeosang, all while calling out to him with a pout, “No fair~ You had a headstart!”

"Not my fault, is it~?" Came the soft chuckle in response as Yunho merely shook his head in amusement, taking his time in getting up and making his way to the kitchen to take care of your guys' snacks.

That was how it usually ended up going on your movie nights together, with either you or Yeosang choosing the movies you would all watch while Yunho tended to be in charge of what you’d eat.

With the cake he had bought for the younger's birthday in his hands, he couldn't but smile when he found the two of you curled up next to each other with you threading your hand through Yeosang’s hair.

“Hey now,” Yunho cooed lowly so he wouldn’t scare either of you, “don’t hog all of the blankets, you two. I want some too, y’know~”

“You have no room to talk Yunnie, you’re a literal human teddybear and a walking heater~!” You whined in protest, letting out flustered giggles when he hummed in response and leaned in to peck both yours and Yeosang’s noses, the latter flushing a deep red out of shyness from the contact.

Satisfied, Yunho smiled and seated himself next to you before handing out slices of cake to you and the younger male, watching how his eyes lit up at the realization of what it was he was given.

“I admit that I had a little bit of help but,” Yunho confessed, and you couldn’t keep yourself from hoping that the one who helped him was not Wooyoung, based on a few past experiences, “I figured you’d enjoy this, considering that we all know how much you love sweet things...~”

“That’s why I love you and our precious Y/n so much~” It was Yunho’s turn to blush now, a cheeky grin playing on Yeosang’s lips, “In all seriousness - I love all of this, the balloons, the fairy lights, the sweets that I’m sure are delicious... You did so much to make sure I would have a good birthday~ Your efforts and Y/n’s are both incredibly appreciated....~”

You smiled brightly at his words, snuggling into his side while Yunho wrapped his arm around both of you to keep you close to himself.

You ended up watching some kind of romcom that recently came out and Yeosang shyly admitted to being interested in, and you admittedly found more joy in feeding your boyfriends the cake the older had prepared than in the movie.

Halfway through, you weren’t even sure how it happened, you were sprawled out across both of their laps with the blanket draped rather awkwardly over all three of you. You weren’t paying much attention to the movie playing on the tv anymore, more interested in playing with the strands of Yeosang’s hair you could reach without obstructing his field of vision with your hands.

You heard his breath hitch, however, so you paused mid stroke to turn your head to face the tv with your now undivided attention, and you understood immediately why Yunho scrambled to reach for the remote to pause it.

There was a sex scene presently playing on the screen, and neither of you were prepared to see it.

“It’s not even rated R, I don’t understand...” Yeosang mumbled lowly, his face flushed a bright shade of red.

“We can watch something else if you want Sangie, we don’t have to-” Yunho attempted to reassure him before being cut off and shushed with a finger placed on his lips.

Yeosang shook his head slightly, “No, I just- I didn’t expect that. But...”

“But?” You echoed questioningly, sitting up straight again between him and Yunho and looking at the former inquisitively, “I’ve been wondering if you guys c-could maybe teach me how to do things like that...”

You shared a look with Yunho, the tall male quirking a curious eyebrow at your boyfriend’s request. You were both aware that Yeosang had no sexual experience whatsoever beyond jerking himself off a handful of times in the shower, while you and the older of the two males had fooled around on multiple occasions.

“I mean, only if you want t-” Yeosang fell silent mid-sentence when you suddenly kicked the blanket away and off of the couch before climbing onto his lap and facing him.

“We want to, Sangie. We wanna make you feel good~”

An unintelligible whine left him at your words, followed by a shy look on his still reddened face. “Are you sure-”

Understanding of Yeosang’s hesitance, you shut him up with a gentle peck to his soft lips before giving him a cheeky smile, “Yes, we’re sure. I wanna suck you off, Sangie... please~?”

It was your pleading tone that made him give in, spreading his legs a little as you let your body slide off of his lap and down onto the carpet.

“Last chance to chicken out, Sangie. Are you one hundred percent sure you want this? I’ll stop and forget all about this if you ask me to but if you don’t, I’m about to give you the best goddamn blowjob of your life.”

Yeosang had to admit to himself that the dominance bleeding through the mischief of your tone had him twitching in his jeans, nodding eagerly as Yunho hummed next to him and took his own half-hard length out of his sweatpants.

“Mh don’t mind me, just gonna enjoy the show~”

A grin painting the older’s features while he leisurely stroked himself, he watched you fumble with Yeosang’s belt, your brows furrowed.

“Need some help there, sweetheart~?” You heard Yunho coo cheekily from across the couch, huffing softly in response, “No I don’t. If I can manage during all our practice room quickies, I can definitely manage now, thank you.”

You regretted your cocky choice of tone when you saw the look that flashed in Yunho’s eyes, an apologetic pout forming on your face in reaction, “S-sorry master, wasn’t thinking before speaking...”

“It’s alright as long as you admit your mistake, my dear. Now go ahead and do what you do best~” The older male purred, fishing his phone out of his pocket before pointing the camera at you and Yeosang, “Surely you won’t mind if I record this for when we’re on tour and missing our sweet darling...~?”

His tone was suggestive - it sounded like you had a choice, but you knew from experience there was no room whatsoever for debate, “It’s up to Sangie, I’m more than okay with that~”

Yeosang swallowed heavily when both your and Yunho’s attention shifted to him, his face flushed and eyebrows slightly raised from the surprise of hearing you call the older male by the title of ‘master’ instead of his name.

He simply nodded dumbly when he remembered that an answer was expected of him, too focused on the anticipation he felt towards the idea of having the warmth of your mouth enveloping his cock.

Yeosang breathed out a sigh of relief he wasn’t aware he was holding when you finally freed his dick from where it strained against the fabric of his jeans, shuddering lightly when it instead came into contact with the cool air in the room.

He had a pretty decent size, you mused; his cock was a little thicker than Yunho’s, although shorter in return and curved slightly to the left.

“Y/n p-please, I- oh!” Yeosang’s plea got cut short when your lips finally wrapped around his sensitive tip, a small whimper of surprise sounding in his throat in reaction.

“Our darling’s a natural, eh Sangie~?” Yunho purred cockily, still stroking himself with the camera pointed to you and Yeosang.

It wasn’t that the latter didn’t want to retort, but he found himself choking on air when you suddenly took the entirety of his length into your mouth and down your throat. He would’ve been impressed by what appeared to be what Yunho had taught you, if he wasn’t currently sobbing out moans instead and throwing his head back to restrain himself from bucking his hips into you.

You hummed in satisfaction around him, pleased that you could reduce him to a moaning mess so easily and wanting to see what other kinds of sounds you’d be able to draw out of him while you boldly swirled your tongue around the head of his cock.

You heard Yunho groan from where he sat, his previous question forgotten with his thumb brushing over his own bulbous leaking tip.

A broken whine sounding in Yeosang’s throat was what made your attention snap back to the younger, your eyes hooded as you met his gaze, his pupils blown wide from lust.

Meanwhile, Yeosang was struggling to keep his composure and squeezed his eyes shut to keep from bucking his hips into your mouth and choking you with his length in the process.

You noticed him twitch in your mouth, the feeling encouraging you to give his cock suction as best as you could given his size.

“Ahh~ F-fuck...~” His heavenly voice reached yours and Yunho’s ears in the form of a breathless lewd moan, the latter humming in sadistic interest, “Mmh~ Are you gonna cum, Yeoangie~?”

It took Yeosang an almost embarrassingly long moment to process his boyfriend’s question in his head, giving a nod and a throaty groan in response, “Yeah, ‘m so f-fucking close I feel like I’m gonna burst...”

It seemed like a miracle to himself that he was able to formulate such a coherent answer, Yunho offering a soft thoughtful hum in reply before his voice boomed through the living room while he slowed his own strokes.

“Y/n, off.” You nodded and obeyed the simple order immediately, removing your mouth from Yeosang’s dick as quickly as possible before watching the string of saliva between his tip and your lips cut in front of your very eyes while awaiting the next command.

Yeosang promptly whimpered at having been denied his orgasm, glancing back and forth between your bright eyed smiling form and Yunho’s next to him. Even through his haze of pleasure, he was able to deduce what kind of man the latter was in the bedroom - he didn’t seem to be a particularly stern or demanding dom, but he was still firm and clear about what he wanted.

As someone naturally leaning to be rather reserved and laid back, Yeosang had to admit that he found this kind of control oddly attractive.

“W-why...” He whispered eventually after catching his breath, his eyes meeting Yunho’s darkened ones as the older smiled a little too sweetly to not be suspicious.

“You said you wanted to learn ‘how to do those things,’ no? It’s exactly what we’re doing... Y/n giving you head was just warming you up for what’s to come, and I’ll warn you now that we always come back for seconds~”

Yeosang found himself shuddering in anticipation of the sultry tone’s implications while you tilted your head in curious interest, still kneeling on the floor beside him.

“Lie back darling, and let us do what we do best.”

Yeosang understood that the request was for him and, too desperate to cum to allow himself to complain about being given orders, did as told. Removing his pants and boxers entirely, he gave Yunho time to stand and place the phone on the coffee table to continue filming all three of you before making himself comfortable on the couch - as comfortable as he could be with a hard and throbbing cock, anyway.

He turned his head to the side to face the older, his cheeks flushed a bright crimson when he felt Yunho gently nudge his tip against his lips. At the same time, he found himself jolting the tiniest bit, his self-restraint almost cracking when he realized that you had undressed as well and positioned yourself in such a way that had you hovering right above him with your entrance close enough for him to easily slip inside if he really wished to.

Yeosang knew much better than to do anything rash though, and shook off the idea. He was the one who had asked for ‘lessons’ in terms of how sex felt, he mentally chastised himself, so he opted to let the two of you do as you pleased and lead him instead. Because this was the best birthday present he could’ve ever dreamt of.

“I can already tell it’ll be fun to teach our sweet Sangie all about how good it is to not have to rely on some toy or his hand just to cum~” You chirped from where you were above him, leaving the younger conflicted about where to look before his lustfilled eyes settled on Yunho’s own darkened gaze.

“I agree, baby~ I look forward to seeing how many ‘seconds’ he’ll be able to handle...~”

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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Make the day better.

summary: Y/N's son turns five and Harry doesn't know what to give him.

word count: 2.5k

Based on these requests:

"could you do artemis first bday with harry or christmas??"

and

"Love your writing. I have a request please, celebrating a birthday, could be Y/N, Harry or Artemis birthday"

and

"Can you do a blurb in the single mom series where Artemis is watching videos on YouTube but he sees harry in his 1d days and watches those vids and Artemis really likes and thinks one of the 1d boys are cool and stuff so harry does stuff to make Artemis happy, like maybe call that member or something? Sorry if it's trash I don't mind if you just throw it in the bin😂"

and

“I have an idea! For my shy little boy, could you do something about the moment that makes Harry realize he wants to keep y/n and Artemis forever and decides he’s going to marry her and hopefully adopt the little boy one day? Love your writing!!”

you can find more of my shy little boy here

a/n: saw these pictures and immediately thought about our little family. enjoy!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

December, 2018.

Artemis has discovered something new.

He has discovered old videos from Harry from when he was in the band. At first, he was confused as to why Harry wasn’t alone in the videos he watched like in the ones he was used to see. So Artemis did what always did when he was confused: ask.

Conveniently, Harry was invited to dinner at their house, and the first thing Artemis did when he crossed the door, was tell him. “Harry, I saw you on the TV!”

“You did? Did I look good?” He asked cheekily, sitting next to him on the sofa.

“Watch!” He turned on the television and pointed to it.

Harry chuckled when he saw his young self in the Best Song Ever music video along with the rest of his former band mates. “That’s you!” He said excitedly, clapping with his small hands.

“Yeah, buddy. I was in a band before.” Harry was happy Artemis seemed interested.

“What’s his name?” He asked, pointing one of the guys.

“The blonde one?” Harry questioned, receiving a nod from the small boy beside him. “That’s Niall.”

“He’s so cool.” He commented, kicking his legs back and forth on the couch. “He does music like you?” He asked.

“Yes, he does, mate.”

“He’s my favorite.” He decided.

“Oi! I am supposed to be your favorite!” He pretended to be offended, taking him in his arms and tickling him and making him let out a belly laugh.

“Stop! Stop!” He said in between giggles. “Harry, I’m gonna pee!”

“Say I’m your favorite.”

“You’re… you are… I can’t talk!” He laughed again and Harry stopped but didn’t let him go. “You’re my favorite, Harry.”

Harry smiled, pleased with himself for getting the validation from an almost five year old. “Go wash up, it's almost dinner time." Artemis ran to the bathroom in the hallway as Harry walled towards the kitchen where Y/N was.

"I was a little behind but it's ready now."

"I'd help you, but you banned me from the kitchen the second i got in." The curly-haired man wrapped his hands from behind around Y/N's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"It was because Artemis has been wanting to tell you he saw the band on the TV all afternoon." She giggled, putting the knife down and turning around to face him. "He asked why your hair looked weird."

"Wha'?" He asked, his accent getting noticeably thicker. "What was wrong with me hair?"

"He didn't like the long haired look." She passed a hand through his now much shorter curls.

"And apparently Niall's his favorite, can you believe?" Harry asked in a fake offended tone.

"Artemis likes blondes because he has blonde hair, kid's logic."

"Should i dye mine?" Harry's tone now was playful, grabbing a couple of his curls.

"Please, no."

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A week after dinner, Harry was scrolling down his phone desperately, trying to find the perfect gift for Artemis.

He had invited Harry to his birthday party, and although he was nervous to meet the rest of Y/N's relatives, he was more excited to spend this day with his girlfriend and her son. It would be the first time he was there to celebrate Artemis' birthday, so he wanted it to be perfect.

And a perfect day required the perfect gift.

He just didn't know what to buy. "Doesn't he like Legos? Buy him a set." Mitch said, trying to help. They were currently in a break from a writing session and almost everyone was out to get food.

"There isn't a set he doesn't have." Harry groaned, running out of options.

"What else does he like?"

"Books, robots, music..." He paused, suddenly getting an idea. "He likes music!"

"Buy him an instrument or something." Harry rolled his eyes, letting out a he's five to Mitch. "So?! Better start them young."

"Perhaps. But for now i think i have the perfect idea." Mitch looked confused, but Harry’s smile only grew bigger.

He wrapped up the session early and called a friend to see if they could catch up while having some drinks. His right leg shocked in anticipation, looking around trying to find that one familiar face he hasn’t seen in a while.

“Styles!” Harry smiled at that unmistakably Irish accent. “It’s been so long!” The pair hugged each other.

“Far too long. How have you been?” They took a seat on the table Harry was previously sitting on.

“Pretty great actually, tour ended a little while ago but stills feels very fresh.” He sighed. “What about you? Heard you’re dating someone.” Niall sent him a smirk, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

Harry breathed a laugh, touching the bridge of his nose. “I am, met her at the beginning of the year. Her name is Y/N.”

“Look at you, you’re blushing!”

“Stop it!” Harry giggle, followed by Niall. “She has a kid, he’s great. They’re great.”

“I’m happy for you, H.” The blonde man gave him a genuine smile. “Is it serious?”

“Pretty much. So Artemis, Y/N’s son, is turning five next Saturday and I’ve been trying to get him the perfect gift.”

“Any luck so far?”

“Not really.” He shook his head. “That’s why I wanted to talk to you.”

“How can I help?” He readjusted himself on his seat.

“Well, I wanted to ask you a favor.” He paused. “The other day he found the band and said, for some reason, you were his favorite.”

“Ooh, and that how made you feel?” Niall teased him, knowing he didn’t like to be second in anything, especially talking about his girlfriend’s son.

“Delightful, next question.” He rolled his eyes playfully and Niall let out a big laugh.

“So want do you want me to do then?”

“Are you free next Saturday?”

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Niall's appearance was a surprise, even for Y/N. He'd arrive later than Harry, just in time to sing happy birthday to Artemis. In the meantime Harry had to make sure everything else was perfect.

He was in charge to pick the cake up from the shop before heading to Y/N's mums' house. He already knew Ally and Ella, and they seemed to really like him so he felt a little less nervous.

Y/N told him a bunch of her friends were gonna be there, including Adam and his family so that was also nice. Harry wasn't very familiar with all of her friends but from what she always tells him, they're good people who care for her and Artemis.

Harry didn't have a key or anything so he knocked the door with one hand while holding the cake with the other. Ella opened the door, grinning at him right away. "Harry! It's so good to see you, love."

"Likewise, Ella." The woman pinched Harry's cheeks before letting him in. "Where should I put this?"

"In the kitchen! There's kids running around and we don't want them to drop the cake."

He did what she said and walked towards the kitchen, finding Ally decorating some cupcakes. "What do you think?" She took one out of the plate and showed it to him.

"Looks great. You've been practicing with the fondant." The cupcakes had a little whale on top of them, made with blue fondant.

"I made turtles, whales, crabs... Oh! Look at this little octopus!" Ally was so excited every single decoration turned out perfect, as her designated was getting the pastries done. "Y/N's changing Artemis's clothes in the guest room if you want to go upstairs with them."

He nodded, heading out of the kitchen and taking a quick look to the backyard. There were some people sitting on tables and a couple of children running around, but no one he knew so he listened to Ally and went up to look for his loves.

He knocked the door and heard Y/N say 'come in!' so that's what he did. "Harry!" Artemis exclaimed, trying to run towards him but Y/N stopped him.

"Stay still, baby. I'm trying to tie your shoes." She was knelt down in front of him, putting his shoes on. “Hi, honey.” She looked up at Harry as he bent down to give her a little peck on her lips.

“How’s the birthday boy?” Harry sat next to him on the bed and wrapped his arms around him gently.

“Did you see everyone, Harry? They’re here for me!” He said excitedly. He might be say, but he sure as hell likes the attention of his loved ones.

Harry chuckled, messing up his hair a little. “Happy birthday, mate. Couldn’t wait until it was time to open the rest of the presents, so here’s mine.” He handed him a small box wrapped nicely with a bow on the top.

Artemis took it excitedly and was about to tear the wrapping paper apart but Y/N took his hand gently. “What do we say to Harry, darling?”

“Thank you, Harry!” Artemis threw himself at the older man. “Can I open it?”

“Of course, it’s yours.” Artemis offered him a toothy smile, opening the box. Inside there was a package of professional colors, there was one in every shade. “I know how much you like your color books, and these are the best colors ever.”

“Wow, thank you, Harry. I love them.” The small boy hugged him one more time. “Look, mummy!”

“I see, they’re so pretty.”

Artemis hugged Harry once more before hopping off the bed. “Can I go with nana Ally now?”

“Yes, but leave your gift here, okay?” He nodded before handing his mum the box and running out of the room and off to find his nana. “Did you seriously buy professional colors to a five year old?” She asked with a smile, shaking her head in disbelief.

“What? He loves to paint.”

“Thank you.” Y/N said, kissing Harry’s cheek. “It was very sweet of you.”

Harry gave her a dimpled smile. “You look stunning, love.” Y/N was wearing a long, white summer dress with little sunflowers on it, paired with some heels.

“So do you.” She gave him another kiss. “Let’s go, I’ll introduce you to everyone.”

Going around greeting everyone, Harry had a hold on his phone all the time making sure Niall had the right address to get there in time. Y/N’s mums made a perfect job decorating the backyard, there were balloons everywhere and the tables had different marine animals on the center.

Artemis loved the ocean a lot, considering he lived in London and there wasn’t many beaches to go, he liked watching pictures and documentaries of it. So Y/N thought that instead of taking him to the ocean, she brought the ocean to him.

“Harry, sweetie, would you take the cake out of the fridge and bring it to the table?”

He nodded and went inside again. At the same time he was crossing the door, someone rang the doorbell so Harry went straight to open it, eager for Niall to arrive. “Didn’t want to show up empty handed so I bought the lad a little something. It’s a train set.” Niall said as soon as Harry opened the door.

“I’m glad you made it, mate.” They hugged and Harry closed the door behind them. “We’re about to cut the cake, he’ll be so happy to meet you.”

Harry was so excited for this surprise, ever since Artemis ‘discovered’ his band, he’s been obsessed with Niall so the curly-haired man couldn’t wait to see the look in Artemis’ face when he sees the blonde man walking into his party. He grabbed the cake before leading Niall outside where everyone was.

Y/N was the first one to notice the new man walking in, and her eyes grew wider when she recognized him. She walked towards them with a confused smile on her face. “Harry?”

“You must be Y/N.” The Irish man said with a grin. “Hope it’s okay that I’m here.”

“Uh, yeah. It’s great. Nice to meet you.” She offered him her hand for him to shake.

“I brought Niall to surprise Artemis.” Harry said proudly.

“Oh my, he’s going to be so happy, let me bring him over here.” Y/N went off to find her son. She’d never expect Harry to actually bring Niall for Artemis but it was a very sweet, thoughtful thing. “Honey, come here. There’s someone who wants to meet you.”

The five year old stopped running and walked towards his mum to take her hand and let her lead him to where Niall and Harry were. When he spotted Niall, he got all shy and hid behind her legs, like he always did when he got nervous.

Niall noticed it and crunched down to his eye level. “Hi, bud. A little bird told me you liked my music.” Artemis looked at him with big doe eyes, curious to know what was in the box Niall was holding. “Happy birthday, mate.” He handed him the gift and Artemis shyly took it from him.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Oh my god, he’s adorable.” Niall said, looking up to Y/N and Harry. “Call me Niall, okay? It’s nice to meet you, buddy.”

Artemis finally smiled at him, letting go of the hold he had on his mum’s dress. He came closer to Niall and started talking, Y/N and Harry looked at each other as she took one of his hands in hers to intertwine their fingers.

It was time to cute the cake and Artemis was stood on a chair behind it with Y/N by his side and everyone around him. She motioned Harry to come stand with them and he gladly did so. They sang happy birthday to Artemis and the boy had a big, toothy smile on his face the whole time.

Eventually the guests started to leave, but Artemis didn’t let Niall go before giving him a big, tight hug before making him promise they’d see each other again. Just before all the guests left, Artemis fell asleep and Harry had to take him upstairs to the room Y/N’s mums had for him. When he came down again, everyone was gone and his girlfriend was just finishing picking up some things outside so he went out to help her.

“Did you see how happy he was the whole day?” She said.

“Yeah, he enjoyed it.”

“It was really thoughtful of you to bring Niall, you know?” Y/N walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “He was very excited for it.”

“It was my pleasure, love to see him smile.”

“Thank you.” She told him, cupping his face with her hands.

“For what?”

“Today was good, but you definitely made it better. So thank you.”

Harry smiled happily before leaning down to capture her lips on a sweet kiss, making her smile against his lips. It was good to finally feel he belonged somewhere, and slowly started to feel they were becoming his own family. He’d never deny the way his heart skipped a beat every time Artemis laughed, or when Y/N smiled. Harry found himself wanting to be forever there for the two of them, for every single birthday, anniversary, everything.

He was in love not only with Y/N but with Artemis too, and he knew that feeling was never gonna go away.

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gohyuck · 4 years

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pairing: lee donghyuck (haechan) x reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 1.7k

warnings: swearing, small mention of alcohol, hyuck’s just a little tired of everything, driving (hyuck takes them on a drive)

part of a series?: yes, 37.5% viewer ratings, my hyuck bday celebration

🎵 au revoir - zac greer

☀️ everyone needs a break sometimes

a/n: sasaengs can die by my sword

“you know that this is insane, right?”

donghyuck doesn’t miss the way awe and disbelief couple together in your tone, watching idly as you run a hand over the metal railing of the balcony. he’s sitting, hunched, on the silky sheets of the hotel bed inside the tokyo hotel room you’re both currently situated in. his forearms are balanced on his knees, hands hanging, empty. this directly contrasts you, you note, as you take a sip of your sake.

you’re wearing the shirt you’d worn on the flight - hyuck’s favorite white adidas shirt, though it’s a little loose on you just as it’s loose on him - and some running shorts but your boyfriend has already changed from his comfortable sweats to his current ensemble: a plain black t-shirt tucked into black jeans, held in place with a black belt. his leather jacket, a given, is snug around his shoulders. a white facemask hangs from one of his ears.

the two of you look like yin and yang.

“hyuck?” you ask again, and he nods. “why are we doing this?”

“doing what?” donghyuck asks, finally pushing himself off of the bed. the sheets are crumpled where he’d just been sitting, though they remain pristine everywhere else. he comes up to stand beside you as the two of you look out over the cityscape beneath and in front of you. multicolored lights twinkle brightly against the inky night sky. thousands of people mill around underneath you, and you’re suddenly hit with an immense feeling of wonder.

“fucking off to spend a single night in tokyo before going back. i mean, this is great-” donghyuck rests one hand against your lower back, pulling you closer to him. “-and all but you evaded your managers and only left them a handwritten letter - which, by the way, you never told me what it says - as a means of explanation. there could be a witch-hunt for you going on as we speak.”

“yeah the amount of pissed texts i’ve gotten are insane. thanks for letting your phone die, by the way - i had to assure your mom that you aren’t dead.”

“sorry.” you smile, turning your head to see him. he lets you rest your palm against his cheek, smiling down at you, though his betrayal when you pinch him is immediate.

“what the hell?” he screeches, bounding backwards.

“you still haven’t told me what we’re doing here.” you point out, and it’s all hyuck can do to roll his eyes at you while soothing his now reddened skin.

“the reason is downstairs, actually. that’s what i came out here to tell you, before i got distracted by your brilliant, dazzling self...” your boyfriend nuzzles into the junction where your neck and shoulders meet, and it takes everything in you to gently shove him off.

“forget fullsun, it should’ve been fullshit,” you gripe, taking another sip of your drink before setting the bottle down on the glass table in the corner of the balcony. “because you’re full of-”

“because i’m full of shit,” he finishes, no bite in his words. “yeah. you need to work on your disses. now put your shoes on- we have things to do. and no, i’m not telling you until you see for yourself.”

you stare at him for one beat, then two, before slumping your shoulders in defeat.

“fine,” you mutter, pushing yourself off the balcony to go get ready inside. “this better be good.”

♕ ♕ ♕

“... this might be the most beat up car i’ve ever seen. i didn’t think you could rent cars like this.” you raise an eyebrow at the small, red sedan parked in front of you. there’s a visible dent on the front bumper, and a long scratch underneath one or the taillights. the paint is peeling all over the car. beside you, donghyuck snorts.

“you can’t. it’s one of yuta’s friends’ old car. he was going to straight up give it up for scrap metal, but i begged him to hold off for a couple days so i could drive it. he’s the one who dropped it off here right before we got to this hotel. left the keys at the front desk, i picked them up while getting us checked in.”

“dr-drive it? it looks like it’s about to collapse in on itself.” you take a step back instinctively, and donghyuck grabs your wrist gently.

“do you think i’d ever have you do something unsafe?” he says, forcing you to look into his earnest eyes as he speaks. you shake your head, truthful in your entirety.

“no, but still... you could’ve rented almost anything. why this?”

“because i have a problem, and throwing money at it would both be ironic as hell and make it worse,” he says, dropping your wrist to loop his arm around your waist. he leans down to whisper directly into your ear. “i kind of wanted to be a normal person for a night.”

“you’re being uncharacteristically vulnerable tonight.” you look at hyuck, raising an eyebrow in emphasis. one corner of his mouth upturns as he side-eyes you, albeit kindly, and you can’t help but mold into his side just a bit more.

“can’t be the hot one, the witty one, and the strong one all the time. shoulder the burden a little, baby, damn.” he teases, dodging out of your grasp before you can pull him down and flick him in the forehead. his high-pitched, abrupt laugh is all it takes for the air around you to start feeling more vibrant, and you find yourself giggling along with him. he unlocks the car, moving towards the drivers’ seat while you get into the passenger’s side.

“you know, you haven’t driven me before.” you note while buckling yourself in. donghyuck hums in response, not focusing on you as he backs the car out of its parking spot. it’s only once he’s on the road - a small side road, the kind you didn’t think existed in cities as big and brilliant as tokyo - and cruising easily, one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh, that he looks over.

“i’ve had my license for a while - jeno, jaemin, renjun and i all sat for ours right when jaemin turned 20 - but i only ever really use it when i’m home for breaks. which sucks, because driving is one of the only things that takes no thought at all.” donghyuck explains, and you realize that, as you’ve been tracing his jawline with your eyes in the moonlight, he’s moved onto a main road and is about to merge onto the shuto expressway.

“i thought you were used to having no thoughts at a-ow! dick!” hyuck pinches the skin of your thigh when you’re right in the middle of making fun of him, forcing you to yelp indignantly. he chuckles at your reaction, smoothing your skin over with the palm of his hand. once he’s fully on the expressway he shifts, pulling his wallet out of his pocket before dropping it into your lap.

“toll is coming up.” he explains, feeling rather than seeing your confused expression. you nod, rifling through his wallet quickly before pulling out one of his cards and letting it dangle between two of your fingers. you’re sure it’ll work, even if the currency differs.

“you never told me why we’re here.” you say eventually. the silence is comfortable, but you still want to satiate your curiosity. the sigh donghyuck lets out in response is just a little too long, a little too pronounced for you to let go, though.

“you already know.” your boyfriend says simply, again uncharacteristically, and you can’t help but roll your eyes at his attempt to be cryptic. while you gather your thoughts, he pulls into the toll and pays. still, hyuck isn’t wrong - you do have an idea.

“and you already know i think you should say it for yourself.” you ultimately reply, and you can see donghyuck’s shoulders tense visibly and stay that way for one, two, three long seconds before he forces himself to relax.

“i’m fucking tired.” he says, more conviction behind his words than you’d expected. you can’t say you’re taken aback - he’s always passionate - but you do place your hand on the one that’s on your thigh, squeezing it tightly as you wait for him to continue speaking.

“if i could i’d get out of my head for a week but... we only get a night. there’s ‘fans’-” he airquotes the words against your thigh, his eyes not wavering from the road. “- camped outside our dorms, i haven’t had a chance to rest since, like, february, and i barely have time to breathe without getting dragged online, so it all sucks even more, actually. sometimes i wish i could be ordinary and do ordinary things, but i can’t, and it sucks. everything sucks and everyone sucks.”

he pauses, taking a long breath before glancing over at you, expression far too soft considering everything he’s just vented about.

“everyone sucks except for you, but that’s a given.”

you don’t know what to say, so you say nothing at all. still, you squeeze his hand once more to know that you’ve heard him - that you’ve really, truly heard him. the smile you give him is a genuine one, full of all of the love you’ve ever had, and he returns it with equal intensity.

“we can worry about your managers and everything tomorrow.” you finally say, and the corners of donghyuck’s lips quirk up.

“and what about now?” he asks, turning his palm up so you can finally intertwine your fingers with his. you raise your clasped hands to your mouth, pressing a kiss to the back of his. as you relax into your seat, you find that you’re enveloped by donghyuck - his scent (leather, fresh linen, cedar, peonies), the way his smile makes you feel, the enormity of his love for you. you can’t help but beam as you look at him, really look at him, before speaking.

“now, we just drive.”

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wri0thesley · 4 years

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formaggio ntr w prosciutto!!! pro drunkenly asks him to maggio to film himself w his s/o and maggio is reluctant at first but realizes he's really into it. teasing dirty talk, like can't believe pro would let me have my way w u/i'm gonna absolutely wreck u vein of talk. ps. happy early bday!! hope u have a lot of fun bc u deserve it cutie pie~

NOT SFW. ntr/cucking.

The next day, Formaggio tells himself that he won’t mention it: that Prosciutto is probably embarrassed beyond all earthly reason that he made the request. The blond is usually so carefully coiffed and clipped with his words; he usually doesn’t . . . indulge like that. And Formaggio is sure that if Prosciutto was serious about it, he’d have approached someone else - Formaggio can be a bit of an asshole at times, but he’s not going to make Prosciutto feel bad about this one.

Okay, he’s stared at your ass a couple of times. A lot of times. And maybe he’s thought about what you’d look like naked and envied Prosciutto when you’ve kissed your boyfriend on his cheek, and maybe Formaggio feels like he’s seen you eyeing him up a couple of times too - but Formaggio believes in a ‘bro code’. He doesn’t think Prosciutto believes in a ‘bro code’, but you don’t have to believe in it for it to hold true!

He’s not expecting Prosciutto to come to him the next day and, teeth gritted and cheeks flushing, admit that he wasn’t all that drunk and yeah, he’d like Formaggio to fuck you.

Of course, Prosciutto words things a little more carefully than that: Elegance is the icy blond’s middle name. His words are chosen as if he’s spent a long time picking them out - but they have the same effect. Nine o’clock in the evening, Formaggio is at the front door of the house you and Prosciutto share, and you answer the door in a filmy robe and negligee and little else.

Formaggio swallows as he takes your invite, but he can’t tear his eyes from the curve of your ass and breasts in what little you’re wearing. Prosciutto isn’t in the house (though, you say softly, when you press yourself against Formaggio and Formaggio feels his dick jump to attention at the ghost of your breath against his neck, you two have talked about maybe him watching if this goes well and you want to do it again--).

Formaggio’s hands are trembling as he sets up the camcorder on one of the shelves in the bedroom. He should be marvelling at the luxury of Prosciutto’s place - La Squadra are not paid well, and he’s guessing it’s Prosciutto’s familial ties that have got him heirloom furniture and a swanky house in a good part of town - but all he can actually marvel at is Prosciutto letting him do this. Thinking about his hands all over you.

You’re a little shy as you beckon him over, and Formaggio’s a little hesitant at first - but when he tips your head up and ghosts his lips across yours, his teeth gently nipping at your bottom lip, you let out a noise that’s half gasp and half moan and whisper his name and Formaggio suddenly finds himself enjoying every single moment of this.

Prosciutto wants him to take control and dominate you - he wants you to be screaming out how much better Formaggio’s cock is than your boyfriend’s - and Formaggio really doesn’t want to disappoint.

He does everything to you. He starts with little touches, teasingly running all over your sides and body, the heel of his hand brushing your nipples through chiffon until you’re squirming. He doesn’t stop talking as he does it;

“Look at you, cutie. You’re so needy. Your boyfriend not do this for you, huh? Is he not man enough to have you squirmin’ like this for him? He don’t give your cute little tits the attention they deserve? This pussy the poundin’ it deserves? Oh, baby girl, if you were mine . . . heh. You wouldn’t be able to walk, the amount of times I’d have come in you . . .”

He pauses in between eating you out with slow, noisy licks, to talk more.

“Huh, he not even do this for you? Sweetie angel, you’re makin’ my face so fucking wet. You’re so cute! Tremblin’ for me . . . You deserve to have someone fuckin’ you with their tongue every minute of every day.”

And through it all you respond; you shake your head, when he asks if Prosciutto does it for you. You arch your back and press your sex into his face, moaning about how good he is, and how you’ve never felt anything like this. And when Formaggio is grinning cockily and adjusting himself, ready to press into you, your eyes widen and you reach down to pump his cock a few times yourself.

“You’re so much bigger than him,” you say, flushing - and Formaggio doesn’t need to know if it’s true or not for all of the blood in his body to go rushing to that localised area.

“Can’t believe he’d let me have my way with such a cute little thing as you, angelface,” Formaggio’s saying, breathy, his words thick. “Ugh, if you were mine, I’d have you bent over on your back every second - you’d like that, huh? Havin’ someone fuckin’ you like you deserve until you feel like you can’t come anymore? Sweetheart, you’re gonna come on my cock so many times you ain’t gonna be able to feel your legs tomorrow--”

(A few days later, Prosciutto comes to him with the suggestion that perhaps . . . perhaps next time, he could be in the room too, and Formaggio grins at the thought that this is going to become a regular arrangement.)

#not sfw #afab reader #fem pronouns #prosciutto #formaggio #jojo headcanons #Anonymous

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valcn · 3 years

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haha heyyyy ~ i’m ivy , 20 , he/they/xe feel free to use those pronouns interchangeably i have no preference at All! i live in the est timezone and i forget to reply to my dms so this is me telling you to Please Double Text Me Or I Will Forget To Text Back It Is Not Annoying If You Double Text. ummm ok i highly suggest reading valen’s full app over HERE if you have the time to do so because it explains them better than i can in a short intro & it has some connections i’d like for them :] butttt if ur lazy (i cant blame u for that) click the read more to read more. / @opalsmedia

[ KIM YOUNGHOON, AGENDER, THEY/THEM ] shh ! VALEN JEONG, the TWENTY-TWO year old SECOND year BUSINESS AND BIOMEDICAL ENGINEERING major from SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA, is known as an ONYX around here. THEY were invited to join because THEIR PREDECESSOR SAW POTENTIAL IN THEM BECAUSE OF THEIR DEVICE WATCH+, and now, they’re here to stay. THEY remind me of A CHARMING SMILE AROUND WORDS THAT HAVE THE CAPABILITY TO DESTROY YOUR REPUTATION, THE FIFTY SHADES OF WHITE DOCUMENTED DURING EVERY HOSPITAL VISIT, PERSISTENT VOICEMAILS LEFT UNTIL YOU GET WHAT YOU WANT.

FULL NAME. valen jeong. AGE. twenty-two. GENDER & PRONOUNS. agender & they/them. SEXUALITY. bisexual. DATE OF BIRTH. january 5, 1999. HOMETOWN. seoul, south korea. LANGUAGES. english, korean, japanese, mandarin, latin. HEIGHT. six feet zero inches. BUILD. lanky. HAIR. dyed red, bangs hang in their eyes if not pushed away. EYES. brown, calculating. PIERCINGS. two lobe piercings on both ears. TATTOOS. none. SCARS. surgery scars on chest over heart, scar due to accident on forehead above left eye. CONDITIONS. congenital heart defect.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: hospitals, car accident, death, infidelity, neglectful parents.

valen is born to parents that own a biotech company called jeong technologies. neither parent wanted to have a baby, they were an accident. they are born prematurely and with a heart defect. it takes several surgeries before they’re allowed to be brought home.

they are raised by their nanny, miss angelica. she was always interested in robotics + coding but never got the chance to pursue it so she teaches valen. miss angelica is the closest they get to experiencing any form of love despite her not seeing them as anything more than a job really. their concept of love is twisted as they’re neglected by their parents and they constantly see the two of them fighting and cheating on eachother.

at 15, they make their first smart watch which they call WATCH+. for a teenager to have made it... it’s really impressive. basically think: apple watch + life alert but make it sexy. the device is just for them so they can keep track of their own health and heart condition (oh my god please read the full app its so bad when its condensed) their dad buys the watch from them so that jeong tech can replicate it but they rlly dont do anything with it

when they’re 16 they find out how corrupt jeong tech is. basically theyve been involved in shady business and have been putting tech on the market without proper clinical trials & have been burying any lawsuits they get

CAR CRASH TW, DEATH TW: on their 17th bday, miss angelica takes valen out for ice cream and lets them drive as a little treat ... unfortunately a crash happens that takes angelica’s life and leaves valen with a really nasty scar on their forehead

at 18, they’ve simply had enough. they walk into the jeong tech building and demand their dad to give them the rights to watch+ or they’ll expose how shitty the company is to the entire world... threatened, their dad hands over the rights anddddd valen exposes the company anyway. valen’s removed from the family privately, though publicly everything family wise seems Normal

they take 2 gap years in which they basically form an entire company for watch+ on their own! the device hit the market and they were ceo until they were like.. errr... idk how to run a business ... so they handed the position to someone else. they’re still on the board, the highest shareholder for the company, and head developer. main reason to be at strathmore is to get more connections + figure out how to run watch+

personality wise - a Snake . will figure shit out about u that even u dont know and use it for personal gain . always appears 110% even when theyre panicking inside. everything u see about them is nothing but a mask/facade. thinks highly of themself, or at least appears to think highly of themself.

also the AI in the watch is named angel . after miss angelica . for angst purposes ig idk

insert me, sobbing, on my hands and knees: please read the app for connections + how they feel about the society and their personality + more info on watch+ because this intro makes them sound very 1 dimensional. help. CLICK HERE FOR THE FULL BIO OHHHH U WANNA CLICK IT SOOOOOO BAD

#random tag here bc making posts without tags makes me feel nakey also i dont have an ooc tag <3

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imnotasuperhero · 4 years

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If your wings are broken, borrow mines till yours can open too.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Type: Starts with angst and finish with fluuuuuff.

Summary: You weren't a fan of your birthday.. but you had a girlfriend that was persistent on changing that.

Wordcount: 956

A/N: Bday gift for one of my best gremlins @help-wtf-am-i-even-doing 😙😙 I hope you’re having a great day, Clowny of my heart! You deserve all the good and love this life has to offer. I love you 3000 ✨💜

The rumbling of the thunder shocked you awake. Heart beating fast at the persistent sound in your ears.

“Fuck,” you mumbled knowing well that you'd be unable to go back to sleep.

Letting yourself bask in the comfort of your warm bed, you looked outside the window. The grey, rainy day a reminder of your life. Every year, the sun would hide as if reminding you of how insignificant you were. It was impossible for you to stop your mind from going to the wrong street down memory lane where your demons awaited for you with cheshire grins.

Deciding to at least do something right, you padded your way towards the kitchen. Was it too early to add whiskey to your coffee? ‘Maybe if I’m quick enough I could get away with it’ you smiled to yourself as you rounded the corner and walked straight to the coffee maker.

“You’re already up,”

You turned around at the sound. There was something in Wanda’s voice that you couldn’t put your finger on.

“... I am?” oh boy, you’d be lying if your heart didn’t break a little at the sadness that flashed in her eyes.

“No, no.” She hurried to you as she could clearly see you starting to build your walls back up. “I just wanted to wake you up with breakfast,” she explained. The arms around your waist tightening their hold.

At the lack of words, you leaned in and kissed her softly.

“Happy birthday, baby.” She spoke on your lips and you couldn’t help smiling.

“I love you,” you answered.

“Come on. If you’re up you better help me,” she kissed your nose before walking towards the fridge.

“Isn’t supposed I should be spoiled?” You pouted.

“You have something better to do?” Wanda lifted a brow as she walked towards the countertop.

“Fiiineee,” you rolled your eyes. In reality, you loved to help Wanda in the kitchen. Something about the way she moved so flawlessly around transmitted you somewhat of happiness.

The next hour found you both enjoying each other's company while you danced and singed at the songs coming from the radio. Stomach grumbling at the smell of pancakes that were fast gone.

“What do you want to do?” Wanda questioned as you both walked back to your room.

“Can we stay in bed all day?” You wiggled your eyebrows.

“Anything but that.” She giggled before kissing your pout away. “For real Y/N, there must be something you want to do,”

“I’d like to go hiking, but it’s not like the weather allows us.” You hid your face on the crook of her neck. You weren’t fond of this exact day.

Her arms automatically wrapped around you, holding you close to her. “How about we have a movie marathon with the others?” Wanda patted herself mentally at the way you looked up at her.

“That would be great,” you smiled contently. “I’ll go shower first.” You kissed her cheek before walking towards the bathroom.

Wanda made use of the time she was given to run toward the common area of the compound as she requested for FRIDAY to call all the avengers in the tower to come meet her. A bright smile on her face as she started to work on her plan. Her confidence high at the prospect of a day pampering you. She was serious when she promised to show you a brighter side of life. After all the shit you’ve endured, you deserved the happiness and she’ll give it to you.

Walking towards the laughs coming from the living room, you halted in your tracks as you saw a big blanket fort taking over the open space in front of the big TV. The faces of the people you’ve got to call family adorned with big smiles and you obliged yourself to keep the storm of emotions at bay.

The first one to greet you was Bucky. His strong grasp enough to comfort you. “Happy birthday, doll.” He murmured against your hair.

“Thanks,” you smiled at him.

Something lighted up in you as a round of congratulations followed. The love of your fellow teammates palpable in the air.

“Thank you,” you kissed Wanda’s cheek after sitting beside her on one of the mushed pillows. “This looks amazing.”

“Only the best for you,” she smiled cheekily as the others gathered around you.

The bowls of snacks running back and forth as Tony started the first movie of the day. You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you as the opening of Mamma Mia started to play. Of course, they knew. Cuddling against Wanda, you forbid your brain to be negative about this. They wouldn’t have agreed to this if they didn’t care about you.

***

After what seemed like the umpteenth movie and all the take out was eaten, you eyed Wanda as she excused herself only to return back with a cake in her hands and that smiled you loved oh, so much plastered on her face. A chorus of off-key voices -except a few ones- singing the birthday song.

“Make a wish,” Wanda encouraged you. Shiny eyes staring back at you.

Looking around, you allowed yourself a moment as the realization hit you. Truth was, all you could wish for was right there. With your chosen family by your side.

“I have everything I could wish for,” you blew the candles with the honest smile you had.

All the pain you endured in your past and all the scars you’ve earned seemed to heal in that exact moment. The tug on your heart lifting up. Calm surrounding you like a soft blanket.

Maybe life was nice, after all. You just needed to find the right people to surround yourself with.

#bday gift #i loooove you kid #wanda maximoff x reader #taz.tag

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