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neromier · 3 months
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gay people real for @spaceydreem
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oranpo · 1 year
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🎃🎃🔥Happy Hallows Eve, Children of Sin😈🔥🎃
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sluggybunny · 3 months
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im gonna try to draw little valentines that would be fun
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chirpfinch · 2 years
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HIII HAPPY BIRTHDAY CTUBBO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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3gremlins · 26 days
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ngl i kind of love that ugg (style) boots are back in vogue (ish? they apparently were super in vogue in 2023 at least) like yes, you deserve a comfy ass slipper boot here in the 2020s! they look cute and they are comfy*!
*but they are not good for weather. like they are good for if you live in a place like socal (which is where the company was founded and presumably also like Australia, where the founders got the idea since sheepskin boots had been a thing there for awhile) where winters might get to 50 degrees F and are typically dry af. you can treat them with stuff to make them a little water resistant but they're still not really meant for serious Weather (rain, snow, that gross sludgy snow that's been hanging out in the road for days, etc) and they are also not really functional as a warm boot in very cold weather (like you'd actually want a real winter boot that's waterproof, with traction and shit). just like something to keep your feets cozy on cold floors or in cold houses.
related: growing up in new england, my mom and i were always so distraught at the fashion sold to the whole country that was literally only functional in southern california. like tiny skirts and cozy boots work when it's 50-70 F degrees out and perpetually sunny, but not so much when you've just had 8ft of snow in the space of a month, it's currently pelting down a "wintry mix" and it's 10 F degrees out lol. So much of why fashion didn't work for me as a teen clicked when I moved to socal lol, like "oh, these are the people/the place those clothes were for". (ofc also there's the gender stuff that factored in too) i'm sure there's something there about how applying niche fashion trends nationally is objectively terrible and also really flattening. I feel like it was a bigger issue in the 90s/early aughts with mall culture, but it might still be true (i'm sure there are and were still some niche trends, but it'd be nice if they were highlighted somehow? or if there was less of a monoculture push in the US at least). it is weird that a few fashion voices dictate "trends" for the whole country when different people/locations require different things from their clothes.
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neriyon · 8 months
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Con loot! There's also like 5 bottles of soda not pictured, lol
Zenos charm is from qpeura, tiny Emet charm from atomeja and Xie Lian print from shanuraru! Sadly I couldn't figure out which table Quincy and Blade pins came from but they were very cute pins!
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drfrankendyke · 1 year
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My summer reading list, in order.
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akkivee · 1 year
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rhyme anima saburo managed to pick up rio as an adult figure, arb saburo has rosho, and canon saburo got hitoya and maybe jakurai lol saburo doesn’t particularly want adult figures in his life but he sure got them across all canons lmao
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ellieswifie · 4 months
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matt sturniolo sfw alphabet headcannons
𐙚 head cannons!
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authors note: heyy i hope you all enjoy this abc sfw matt headcannon. this is based off this request from @iammattswife. im excited to make a chris sfw too if anyone wants one! thank you for reading enjoy!!!
a- affectionate (how affectionate are they? how do they show this affection?)
knowing already how much matt cares for his family, i swear he’d be so affectionate. he’d just simply do little things like send you cute messages in the morning, or tell you have beautiful and amazing you are, just to remind you that he does care and love you.
b- babies (do they want a family with you? how good around kids are they)
yes! matt would absolutely be an incredible dad. he just seems like he’d be so gentle and loving if you were pregnant with his kids ugh. he also wouldn’t rush the thought of wanting kids with you if you guys were married. he’d sure bring the idea up every once in awhile, but he’s not too pushy about the entire thing. bro if his kids got his blue eyes, i’d be dead.
c- cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how often do they want to cuddle?)
matt would love cuddling. he’d want to cuddle during movies, just laying in bed together, after filming, or even just during a random afternoon. he’s definitely a little spoon, or big spoon when he knows you need to be held, but he’s totally a big teddy bear.
d- dance (do they like to dance with you? are they good at dancing?)
matt is the best dancer. justin’s words, not mine. if you guys are sharing airpods, or have music playing off each others phone or speaker, matt would just love to dance around with you. maybe it’s in his room, or the kitchen, or even in the parking lot after a kate drive. he’s always dancing and is willing to dance with you whenever.
e- effort (how much effort and energy do they put into your relationship? like dates, gift giving, anniversaries, bdays, etc.)
matthew sturniolo puts so much effort into your relationship. he’s making sure you feel love me and comfort all the time, and he spends hours planing dates. okay maybe not hours, but he spends a lot of time thinking on what makes a good date a good date. he doesn’t seem like someone who’d plan big parties or huge dinners, so when it comes to birthday presents or anniversary gifts, he tries to keep it low key and simple, but so meaningful. which i find so sweet.
f- fights (how do they handle fights?)
if you have any short of attitude or a tone towards matt, he’ll probably give you space. he has his mattitudie moments too, and doesn’t necessarily want to anger you more by trying to reason with you, but if something is really bothering you, he’ll definitely just want to talk to you.
if you guys had gotten in a argument about something together, the story would be a little different i feel like. he’d definitely not want to stay up all not pickering about something in, so he’d sleep it off, then immediately talk to you about it in the morning, reasoning with you. matt is so gentle and genuinely looks like he cares, even when he disagrees.
g- gratitude (how grateful are they in general? are they aware of what you/significant other is doing bc for them?)
oh matt tells you he’s so grateful for you everyday. he makes sure your more than aware throughout the day, even if you aren’t exactly with him.
h- hand holding (when/how often do they like to hold hands?)
now we know what matt isn’t super on pda, but if you guys are in public together, he’s always holding your hand. in his pocket, at his side, behind your back, it’s always shuttle but comfortable.
i- insight (how easily can they read you? mood, feelings, tone, etc.)
i feel like matt reads body language easily. so if your like sloppy with your words or talking less, he’d probably ask if your okay because he reads these things.
j- jealousy (do they get jealous? if so, how easily? how do they deal with it?)
i feel like jealousy isn’t a issue in your relationship. matt isn’t like a pussy boyfriend who wines and cry’s when a guy looks at you. he definitely would trust you aren’t that type, and he trusts himself in not cheating. if he does get a rush jealousy of some sort, it’s probably because of some fool.
k- kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they kiss you? where do they liked to be kissed?)
probably amazing. he’ll definitely love forehead kisses and innocent neck kisses. maybe some on your hand or cheeks.
l- love language (what is their love language?)
PHYSICAL TOUCH!!! matt is definitely the type of boyfriend to be touching you all the time. in the car, his hand placed on your knee or thigh. in public, your holding hands. during dinner, his foot is creasing yours under the table. he’s just naturally a physical touch boyfriend.
he’s definitely words of affirmation too.
m- mornings (how are mornings with them?)
lazy, but absolutely perfect. matt seems like he’d wake up early, but i feel like if it’s just you too laying in bed, you guys are laying in bed all morning. just holding each other and talking about cheesy things that need to get off your chest,
n- nicknames (what pet names/nicknames does he move to call you?)
oh matt’s calling you practically everything. babe, baby, beautiful, love, pretty, princess, your name ofc, etc. now he for sure mentioned bubba wubba isn’t on the table, but we know matt he’s lying.
o- open (how open to their feelings are they to you? when did they say they i love you? do they mention everything all at once, or wait to reveal things slowly?)
it would take matt awhile to completely come to his senses that he has someone to talk to. yes he’d be very straight forward how he feels, but it wouldn’t take him immediately realize and say it, he’d for sure need time to open up, but when he does he tells you everything.
p- patience (how patient are they with you? how easily angry do they get?)
matt would be so patience with you. if your having trouble getting something off your chest, he’s holding your hands assuring you
q- quality time (what do they do with quality time with you?)
most likely matt’s cuddling with you in his free time, or doing something crafty. like coloring or building legos, i’ve just got a cheesy feeling he’d do that.
r- rhythm (what songs/song reminds you of them?)
omg if you like taylor swift, you remind him of almost every single song. i know he mentioned taylor swift before, but like i have a feeling he’d just listen to a song you like from her on repeat because it reminds him of you.
if you don’t like taylor which is fine, you probably remind him of a frank ocean song (definitely godspeed or ivy), miguel song ((ALL I WANT IS YOU) love this song omg), or practically any mac miller song.
s- security (how protective are they when of you?)
he’s definitely more protective of you than you are of him. the sturniolo fandom is all over the place and he doesn’t really want his relationship interacting with weird and disrespectful fans. so he’ll try to distance you from car videos and on tour. when you are in a video it’s probably only for a few minutes in a vlog or a short mention.
t- tough guy (how tough are they around you?)
as chris likes to say matt is the tough guy, but when he’s with his s/o i know for a fact his tough guy shell breaks. he’s more like a little baby wanting love and comfort, then a big intense guy.
u- upset (how do they act when their upset/tired? what helps them feel better?)
we’ve all seen matt’s attitude. he can be mean, but he’s not the big bad wolf. he’ll definitely distance himself from you so he’s not getting angry at you for something he did, or even cranky with you. i think
v- vanity (do they care about how much makeup you wear or not? do they constantly care about what you wear?)
matt probably loves when you dress up and will constantly tell you how beautiful you look, but he won’t expect it out of you every day nor does he care what you wear. he wants you to dress comfortable while feeling yourself.
w- wildcard (a random head cannon for character)
weirdo head cannon but head scratches. i’ve got a gut feeling that matthew would absolutely love his girlfriend scratching his head through his hair with her nails. the two of you will be laying on the couch or his bed, him sitting in between your legs while you watch something off his phone and scratch his head. it’ll for sure probably be a stress reliever for him.
x- explicit (nsfw headcannon)
idk.. do you guys want one?
y- yearn (what do they do when they miss you?)
always texting and calling you. he’d probably send silly snap chat vlogs, or gifs to let you know he misses you and can’t wait to talk to you in person again. he also definitely calls you before bed too to wish you good night and to remind you he loves you.
z- zen (what makes them feel comfortable and calm?)
you. and your presence.
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jamneuromain · 5 months
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A Proper Nest
Steve Rogers x You (Reader)
Warning: Omega!Steve Rogers, Alpha!Reader, established relationship, smut, p in v, in heat, a lil breeding kink, sub-ish Steve, creampie if you squint
W/C: 2K
Summary: Steve wants to build a proper nest for his upcoming heat.
A/N: Gifting this fic as a bday present to @rogerswifesblog :3 Wish you all the best things in this world uwu
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It was the top secret that Steve was an Omega.
Which was a piece of frustrating news to the higher-ups.
They complained. Multiple times, about why Steve wasn’t one of the Omegas like in the ancient history, which could bear children so that the United States wouldn’t be in short supply of super soldiers.
No. Steve, rare as hen’s teeth, was born a male Omega. Meaning that he could not bear children, that he would suffer from Omega heat, and that he needed a comforting Alpha every six months when his heat would strike.
Waking up in modern days, however, does have its perks.
For example, a big online community focuses on male Omegas, though surprisingly, there were many male Omegas just like him.
For example, there are better scent blockers that will disguise him like a Beta in the crowd if he puts one on his gland.
For example… bonds are created between two loving mates, not forced upon them.
Love and attraction can stay well away from each other, or so he figures, when he is anxious about another upcoming heat that will land in a week, and that he has yet to finish his nest.
Steve presses his nose into your long silk robe, and inhales deeply.
The fresh scent of mint smells calming and comforting, with a hint of laundry detergent. He tucks the robe into the pile of clothes and blankets which he would use to build his nest.
He nuzzles his face with a blanket. The slight roughness irritates him, followed by his folding the blanket into a square and placing it on the floor. He has the decency to fold it now. Wait until it’s three days till the heat and he’d be throwing stuff on the floor, losing his temper, and rather stay inside his nest than do anything.
“Do you need anything, Stevie?” You ask him softly, standing by the door instead of by his side. As his Alpha, you know better than to poke your nesting mate right now.
Steve’s eyes scan your form with a warning glint. “Don’t touch my stuff.” He grumbles, picking up a cotton sheet of yours from the pile of fabrics and clothing he would use to build your nest, and splaying it in the middle of your shared bed.
It’s funny how he’d want you during heat, love you with or without your mutual bond, and also protect his nest like a hatching hen these days. Even from you.
Pouring some water into a glass, you carefully put the glass by the door, “You’re sweating, Stevie. Here’s some water for you, okay? I’ll be in the kitchen to count our stock for next week, give me a shout if you need anything.”
You have no doubt, that even the pile of clothes belongs to you, Steve would tear you down if you approached him without informing him first.
Steve nods somewhat hesitantly. With two pillows and the sheet in place, the basic structure of his nest is gradually forming. Though he would kill for a glass of water right now, the hindbrain urges him to build his nest for his safety and comfort.
The faint scent of mint ghosting the glass you prepared for him, making Steve downing the glass and sniffing it, running the cold glass over his gland.
Fuck. He wants it.
Steve lets out a whimpering noise in protest, but he goes through the pile, sniffing them to find if there is a stronger minty scent.
No.
FUUUUUUUUUCK!
He needs your fucking scent when he has just driven you away because of his omega hindbrain.
His gland is burning, itching for your scent.
Steve throws the annoying pile – a second ago he wanted to make his nest properly, but nothing else matters more than a dose of your pheromone at this moment – onto the bed, roughly arranging them into the shape of a nest, and runs to the kitchen where you were supposed to be.
“… protein bars, check. Chocolate chip cookies, check. Three loaves of bread, check. Two cartons of milk, check.” You murmur to yourself, counting and putting the groceries in place.
Steve embraces you from behind, where he buries his face into the crook of your neck and takes a deep inhale. The wave of mint knocks his hindbrain out cold, a breeze of coolness to his heating body.
“Stevie?” You pat his arm that’s tightening around your waist, closing the refrigerator door, “You okay, baby?”
“Need your scent.” He whines, “Need you.”
The tremor over the bond you shared informs him that you are experiencing joy and somewhat – amusement, which he cannot comprehend.
He is an Omega. AND IT’S PERFECTLY FINE TO APPROACH HIS ALPHA FOR HER SCENT.
Still, it doesn’t make the scene that a grown, beefy, 6’2’’ man whining like a big baby any less amusing for you.
“I hate you.” He whines again, all the while inhaling more of your scent.
“And I love you, baby.” You grin, “Do you want to take a shower? You are sweating a lot.”
“After I finish the nest.” He runs the tip of his nose over your gland, agreeing, before licking it. Once. Twice. Sucking on it.
Your gland is stimulated. Producing pheromones in large quantities that blend into the air around both of you. Although you grew up with this scent ever since you turned Alpha, the heavy and sharp smell of mint is a bit too much compared to the usual amount.
Through the bond, your body knows that your mate will be in heat soon, so it naturally tries to speed up the process – or comfort your mate, whichever comes first.
After he is finally satisfied with the amount of scent your gland produces, he kisses your cheek one last time. By this point, your thin sleeping gown is soaked with his sweat.
You turn around and gently wipe the sweat drops from his brows and his chin with the back of your hand, cupping his jaw, asking softly. “Better?”
“Yeah.”
“Nest and then shower, ‘kay? We need to cool you down a bit.”
“I’m fine.” Steve scrunches his nose. He doesn’t want your scent, your precious scent, going away and be replaced with stinky shampoo or body wash, even if he’s sweating like crazy right now.
“Stevie, please?”
“Ugh fine.” He pouts so visibly that you are certain you could hang a basket on his lips and it would stay still. Stomping like a kid, he returns to your bedroom, rummaging through the pile much faster.
You shake your head. A small smile hanging by your lips.
The way your Omega eventually agrees with you warms your heart (and your hindbrain). The Alpha in you takes pride in assisting your Omega, taking care of him in any way that’s possible – for example, reminding him to shower as he is too tied up to your nest to prevent himself from getting cold.
Technically, he can’t. But he sweats so much that he could dehydrate, or risk getting electrolyte disorder.
You finish counting the last few items on your list, before there is a light tug on your bond.
Enough to dawn on you that this house has been too quiet.
No ruffling clothes, no murmuring, no Steve walking on the floor barefoot. Not even the sound of distant showers running behind closed doors.
It is too quiet.
“Steve?” You drop the list and head to your bedroom immediately, as a harsher tug on the bond makes you wince.
Steve is entering his heat.
Right FUCKING now.
You slow down, approaching your bedroom. The scent of apple pie and cream hits you like a freight train bus, knocking nearly all of your senses out cold.
“Steve?” You push the door open, revealing a mess of clothing, sheets, blankets, comforters, and a writhing 6-foot naked man on your bed, lying in the middle of your clothes that could barely be called a nest.
“Alpha-” He whimpers, as your scent responds to his almost on instinct, battling for his sanity, “Alpha, please-”
Speed up the process, or comfort your mate – clearly, your pheromones decided on the first. Steve’s heat is at least five days earlier than it was supposed to be.
Letting go of your sleeping gown, you lie on the bed next to him, caressing his faint pink skin and the rising and falling of his chest, “Shh. It’s all good now. I’ve got you.”
Despite the flaming heat that swept over his body, and the tight coil in his guts, Steve grabs your hand and places it on his gland, pleading, both through his voice and your bond to soothe him from the pain.
“Please-”
You unleash your pheromones in a heartbeat. Hovering your body over his, you press a small kiss over his gland.
“Hurts- It hurts, Alpha, make it better-” Steve whimpers, his hand clenches on the back of your neck, urging you to take him, to bite him, to renew your mark again-
Your teeth sink into his skin, drawing out blood, and bite the most sensitive part of his body.
A cluster of pheromones his marked gland leaks reaches your tongue and throat as you lap on the wound to help it heal. Although you doubt it will stay healed for long, the heat will last roughly a week and the marking process will keep happening every time the pain returns to his body.
Swallowing his blood down your throat, it tastes like iron with a faint smell of warm apple pie.
He whispers your name, moaning, as he humps on your thigh. His thick girth chasing your body, wanting to be cooled down. “Want you to ride me,” Steve chokes out, “Y/N, Alpha, please…”
You snake a hand down, stroking his heavy cock, pushing the foreskin to reveal the reddening head. “Shhh,” You coo, “anything for my good boy.”
His cock slides into your weeping pussy with ease, he lifts his hips as you sit, his sweaty hands claw your back, desperate for his release.
You begin bouncing on his lap, moving your body in a steady rhythm, one hand on his abs, the other steadying yourself on the bedside post.
Lowering to kiss his plump lips, you can taste his willingness, his submission, and his unconditional love on the tip of his tongue, when he whines because of your retreating, swaying your hips to create more friction on your clit, clenching your walls as his orgasm arrives.
“Fuck.” He gasps, “Fuck I’m gonna-”
His soft golden strands stick to his forehead, his breath quickens, clinging to you with a firm grasp. He pushes his hip up one more time, veins bulging down his neck, pulsing pheromones to every cell in his body. The mighty super soldier now lying on your bed, almost helpless, begging with his pretty voice and his throbbing cock.
It makes the Alpha in you purr in excitement and satisfaction.
“Cum for me, pretty boy,” You whisper praises by his ear, your lips tracing his clean-shaven jaw, while your nails scratch his delicate gland, leaving a few crimson marks on his neck, “So good for me, Stevie, gonna give me pretty little babies and let me be a mommy, yeah?”
“Yes. Yes.” Steve snaps his hips up, his eyes roll to the back of his head.
A heavy load coats your tight walls. You reach your orgasm soon after, lying on top of him. The heating skin under your palm subdues, as Steve gains his senses back and buries his head in the crook of your neck again.
“… didn’t even build a proper nest.” He mutters. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” You run your fingers down his arms fondly, pressing soft kisses to his collarbone, “We’ll build a better one next time.”
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Was I the asshole for burning the bridge w my half brother last xmas?
(pls read to the end, tw for drug use mentioned and death mentioned, r slur mentioned)
So I (23, agender) am the youngest of 4 siblings, all my older siblings are from my mom's first marriage and I'm from her second. I grew up with my 3 siblings as my siblings, no half sibling language bc it doesn't matter. However, the one who was born before me, S (31, m) has never particularly liked me, he was kind when I was very small, we played hockey together briefly in the gym of my old church, he showed me miniclip games, etc. but at one point due to my oldest brother's (would be 35 this yr, rip) drug problem S was sent to live w my grandparents, my grandfather is very against hugging or crying for men and just caused S to bottle everything. Plus, my mom suspects that S felt abandoned understandably by the family. But my mom had a bipolar husband, a son w undiagnosed BPD and a c-ke addiction, my sister was, iirc, either in another province with her bio dad and I was under 6 years old. She was going through it and just physically couldn't handle any more than she already had. She had a nervous breakdown a few years after the whole older brother thing. After my oldest brother died, and I came out as agender I just kinda became bitter, I was raised in a very conservative christian environment so I wasn't encouraged to be queer and my initial coming out caused a lot of pain. A few years later I got into a relationship with my fiance and just overall started wanting to run away, something I'd been thinking for years, but it was even stronger. Even my sister ran away in her way. My brother too. My dad passed away last year in March, and that was just...the last straw for me. My dad, despite all his flaws was always there for me, and now he was gone. Throughout all this time (the 13 years sibce we were last a happy family), anytime I'd express interest in something, S would call it r-t--ded, he'd put down anything and everything I liked, I'll admit I always was a cringey kid, but it's no excuse to call me that. Over this time, he'd make little comments and things and my dad would also make small mentions that led me to believe that some of the gifts he'd given me were stuff he didn't want anymore, so he just handed them to me. One bday he gave me his old gameboy and a few games. No wrapping or anything, just my mom reminding him it was my bday and him calling me over and handing it over. I loved that gameboy mind you.
Cut to last xmas! I was bitter and feeling petty. S at this point had never bothered building a relationship despite my attempts. Relationships, family or otherwise, are a 2-way thing imho.
So, I gave him some candies, this reindeer dog thing he had given me when I was like 10, and wrapped it up w a card I wrote that said "I burn this bridge" and a few other things. He was disappointed with the plush, I thought it was bc he had actually put thought in that one. He said "no it's just the principal of things!"
So, Tumblr, am I the Asshole?
What are these acronyms?
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lovekz · 6 months
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turn up friday
syn -> it’s rindou’s birthday, and you make sure he smiles at least twice today
warnings : slight angst to fluff, rindou is a birthday princess, ran is a travel model, a bit of dark humor, rindou and ran have a leopard gecko named freya, a bit suggestive
note : happy birthday to rindou! ts is so late and short tho i swear
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the clock hit twelve, signaling the beginning of a new day.
a very special day.
it was now rindou’s birthday, and he was sitting at his kitchen counter.
in silence.
for the first time in years, rindou has gone into his birthday in an empty home.
no friends to come see him, no brother to smash five different cakes in his face.
nothing.
but him and his lizard.
freya, her name was.
it was a gift from him to ran for his birthday, but he gave it back when he would go overseas.
so freya was with him 90% of the time.
rindou sighed quietly in frustration, lifting himself to his feet and making his way to his room.
humming the tune to ‘happy birthday’ with freya’s fast little legs chasing behind.
before he could make it his doorbell rang about 5 times at once.
rindou pauses in his steps, before resting his hand on the floor.
freya climbs up his arm and rests on his shoulder.
he walks to the front door and opens it, eyes widening immediately.
“happy birthday!” you practically scream, holding dozens of bags.
and that was so you.
screaming when everyone was well into their beds asleep.
it only happened when you were really excited to see your boyfriend though.
rindou couldn’t even stop his smile.
“what are you doing out so late by yourself? come in.” rindou says, tugging you in.
not hard enough for freya to fly off his shoulder.
you place the bags down onto the counter, refusing to let rindou touch any of them.
it was his birthday, you didn’t mind doing the work for once.
“I can’t let you be by yourself in your birthday, honey. it’s bad enough you went into it by yourself.” you sighed, pressing a kiss to his jaw.
rindou’s heart swoons immediately at your words.
he knew you probably rushed over here to come greet him on his birthday.
“now let’s go to bed. we can open these tomorrow.” you insisted, taking freya from him and guiding him to his room.
he couldn’t wait to see what you had in store
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and it was exactly how he wanted to spend it.
you make him breakfast first thing in the morning, pancakes and hashbrowns.
he wasn't a big breakfast person, but that was more than enough to give him a big smile for the day.
then the two of you sat on the couch, opening all of his gifts.
you got him new cologne, one of his favorite albums on a vinyl, a snack basket, and a new video game.
he also received other gifts from his friends and his brother in the form of text messages (and cashapp).
raaan sent $200 : srry i cant make it :( happy birthday you shit
shionneedsmoney sent $1.72 : treat urself 2 smth nice bday princess
izanakok sent $50 : ty for not kys, check ur emails (he pre-ordered the new spider-man 2 for him)
kakuchopp sent $2 : you can get the rest when i get paid, happy birthday rindou.
kakuchopp sent $98.23 : nvm js take my bank account i feel bad
rindou was happy from all the gifts he received from his friends, also receiving gifts in the mail and people dropping things off.
now the sun was getting ready to go down, and the two of you pushed the cushions together to create a big bed.
rindou was scrolling through netflix, trying to figure out what he wanted to watch while you ordered food.
you apologized for not being able to get him a cake, but he really didn't care.
you were right next to him in his arms, nothing else mattered.
unless you were offering yourself as the cake, in which he would never refuse that.
now the two of you were about ten minutes into peppermint, holding hands under the fluffy pink blanket you left here.
rindou goes to open his mouth to say something, but gets interrupted by a door being thrown open.
the front door.
"honey i'm home!" ran yelled, holding a pastel blue two tiered cake.
rindou shoots up out of his seat, eyes wide as he stares his brother down in shock.
freya gets scared from this, and ducks under your blanket and in between your hands.
rindou launches himself over the couch and ran immediately places the cake onto the table.
the brothers share a tight hug, rindou crying in his arms.
his big brother was here in the flesh, right in front of him, for his birthday.
kakucho and shion walk in, holding bags of food in their hands.
everyone frees their hands and gets up to hug him, even shion who was recording.
he truly felt blessed.
- bonus -
ran laid out the cakes that he bought with him, a cheeky grin on his face.
you giggled, standing next to him.
rindou was in the bathroom, getting ready for the photo shoot ran promised him.
“everybody grab one.” ran ordered quietly, grabbing the blue cake.
you grab the yellow one, kakucho grabs the green one, and shion grabs the red one.
rindou walks out of the bathroom, fixing the white shirt he had on with white suit pants.
rindou looks to his left, and ran is already smashing the blue cake into his face.
not hard enough to make it hurt though.
everyone follows behind, smashing cake into his face with big grins and cheeky giggles.
when you all finished, you screamed happy birthday at the top of your lungs.
rindou rolls his eyes, licking the icing off the corner of his lip. he should've anticipated this.
"okay lets do your photo shoot, and then clean up. drinks on me!" ran yells, holding a bottle of wrap & nephew and hennesy.
now that was rindou's type of party.
he can beat ran up later, right now it was his birthday and he was with his favorite people.
people who would do anything for him.
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rindou's pics came out something like these -> link link link
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minjiarchive · 11 months
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cry for me | g!p jiu x fem!reader
a writing for my belated wife's bday (aka minji) also loving this request idea!
⭑ request: Ok ok here me out, Gp! Minji fucking you on her birthday as 'her birthday gift'. Like she's tie your hands up and do anything she wants~
(with full consent of course)
warning / smut, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dirty talk
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“I'm fucking you real good, hm? You're all I need...”
Minji had you all to herself tonight.
Today was her birthday and you wanted to make her feel special. You took her out for a fancy dinner and got her such a beautiful present. You always did so much for her, even when she said plenty of times that all she need is you.
But, you thought that it wasn't enough for her birthday. For all that she's done for you, she totally deserved more.
You offered me to let her do anything to you tonight. She raised a brow at that but she definitely wasn't turning down your offer. Truthfully, she loved the idea of it. Being able to worship your body however she wants, she wasted no time pulling out everything she was going to use on you. That included pulling down her sweatpants to ruin you with her cock.
Minji took you from behind, being able to stare at the perfect arch of your body. “I want you to make a mess for me.”
“I c-can't stop,” You barely cried out, she knew how bad it was too much to handle but your body reacted otherwise. The sobs that rolled down your face only to drench the bed sheets below you.
“You've came for me so many times but can you cum around my cock though?” Her thrusts were rough and fast, making it almost impossible to even catch your breath.
“Oh god, Minji...”
“That's it, let it out.” As she pushed in you one last time, holding down your hips to make sure she'd hit the right spot, you came hard again. You could feel her pulsing around your ass as she slowly slipped her tip out of you. Minji took you into her arms quickly while rubbing your back in circles, trying to calm down the aftershocks. She kissed your skin here and there while you whined into her neck, jerking at times as you gained back your senses.
“Shh, shh, I'm here baby just breathe...”
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idk-tbh-idk · 7 months
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Day 7 of @ride-the-cyclober : Lola Lola/C-3PO
He’s dressed up as C-3PO , but in his heart, he’s Lola Lola dressed up as C-3PO
Also:
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My gift for Noel’s bday, Lola Lola dressed up as C-3PO!
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f10werfae · 2 years
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Hiii, Can I do a request with Henry Cavill?
Here’s the situation, yesterday was my birthday and from 15 only came 4 (all of them had already confirmed that they’ll be here and also they gave a “joke” gift and made feel really humiliated) I want Henry comforting the reader in that situation. Because God knows that hurt soo much and I really wanted someone to comfort me. Angst but with lotsss of fluff please 🥰🥰🥰
Birthday Cake ☁️
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Pairing: Boyfriend! Henry Cavill x Reader
Word count: 1,863
Summary: Request tells all ☺️
Warning: Slight Angst in terms of the reader being humiliated, other than that it’s fluffy
(Hope I fulfilled the request ☺️)
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Requests are open!
Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️
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(Y/n's P.O.V)
'jeez y/n you are lookin fine tonight, 26 and still gorgeous’ I said to myself, my hands running up and down my dress clad body, this dress had definitely boosted my confidence. For the first time in weeks I had finally gotten a week off of work, BUT for a very good reason, it’s my birthday week.
(The dress)
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Henry and I decided to celebrate just him and I later on during the week, allowing for my friends and I to go out tonight. A dinner at the restaurant, followed by a few drinks at the club.
For the first time in weeks, I felt pretty and happy. Something work had very much bogged down.
I had already received a gag gift if you will, from these friends and honestly I didn’t know how to feel at all. They had decided to gift me a massive cardboard cutout of one of Henry's exes, writing on the back “the original”
Now of course when I saw it I laughed it off, but deep inside I knew that they had hit a massive insecurity of mine.
Trying not to be rude I just stored the cutout in my clothes closet, thinking of the best time to throw it at the dump.
When all of a sudden a ping of texts vibrated my phone from the nightstand, it slowly shifting with each sound, interrupting my train of thought. Humming to myself I walked over to the table, instantly seeing a flood of notifications from the group chat.
The Girls 🍷
Stephanie: Hey Y/n, looks like I can’t make it this week, just found out my boyfriends throwing a party and you know i’ve just gotta keep an eye on him
Monica: Yeahh that’s what I was coming here to say, today’s date is just really inconvenient for us to be honest. Hannah told me to say she can’t make it either soz xx
Leah: Y/n let’s reschedule another time?
Chloe: Yeah soz can’t make it, promise next year tho yeah? 😂😂
Y/n: I don’t get it? I asked you guys if you were free today?
Chloe: Don’t get an attitude Y/n jus cus its ur bday
“From 6 to 1, within 5 minutes” That genuinely must be a record for me.
Looking at myself in the reflection, all energy and confidence, gone. Huffing out, I grabbed my phone again, deciding to phone up the reservation at the restaurant, the one Henry had made for me.
(Phone Call)
Random: Hello this is ** Restaurant, how can I help you?
Y/n: Yes hello, uh I’m calling about the reservation for Cavill, at 6:30pm?
Random: Ah yes, hello Mrs Cavill, the reservation for 6?
Mrs? I swear Henry needs to stop introducing me as his wife, it’s going to make me blush to a point where it’s permanent
Y/n: Yeah unfortunately something has came up, so would I be able to cancel the reservation. I’m so sorry about this
Randomer: Oh no, it’s not bother Mrs Cavill, thank you for calling to let us know
(End of Phone Call)
Putting down the phone, I could not be bothered to even get unready, deciding against it and heading towards the kitchen.
Pulling open the fridge, I picked up my chocolate cake and set it onto the counter. Getting up to grab a fork, and sitting back down again, my feelings still numb.
Without thinking I started stabbing the cake with the fork, whilst continuously scooping parts into my mouth. Tears unwillingly slipped down my cheeks, my vision clouded.
Why am I always the one left in the end? Even on my f*cking birthday and all I wanted was to see my so called “friends”
Sooner or later it’s going to be Henry leaving me, I can already feel it.
Then it’ll just be me, again.
I guess you could say my thoughts are a stretch, but in times of hardcore emotion, it’s hard to control the type of thoughts you get.
In the middle of a massive bite of cake, there was a series of rapid knocks at my front door. Wearily I walked over, opening the door, to see Henry?
“Bear?”
(Henry’s P.O.V)
Sitting with the lads at the club, I watched the clock mindlessly. Y/n had sent me out for the night so she could have her girls night, but honestly I didn’t mind, I know how much she’s been needing something like this.
When it finally reach 6:30, I suddenly had the idea of calling up the restaurant to send her table a batch of their finest wine. If I couldn’t be there for her, I will be there another way.
(Phone Call)
Random: Hello this is ** Restaurant, how can I help you?
Henry: Hi there, I’m asking about the Cavill reservation?
Random: Yes the one your wife cancelled tonight?
Henry: She cancelled it? Why? When?
Random: At around 5:30? She said something had come up, sir.
Henry: Okay thank you, bye
(End of Phone call)
“Who was meant to be there tonight?” I said out loud to myself, leaning my head back.
“Ah yes stephanie” I said to myself, instantly going to her instagram to see a new story was put up.
what the hell was going on, why was all of
Y/n's friends out at this dude's party? Where was Y/n?
Instantly standing up, “I gotta go lads, somethings up”
Hearing a chorus of goodbyes, I jumped into my car and drove back home; Y/n's car was still in the driveway and the lights were on in the house. Knocking on the door rapidly, my heartbeat ringing in my ears.
“Bear?”
(Y/n's P.O.V)
“W-what are you doing here?” I asked, swallowing the last bit of cake in my mouth.
“I should be asking you that babe, why are you not out?”
“This is why” I said passing him my phone, seeing his face start to furrow as he read through the group chat texts.
“Oh pup, i’m so sor-“ Hearing his voice, I could feel the tears starting to build up again, rushing to his arms for comfort.
His arms instantly surrounding me, his lips pressing kisses to my head.
“Why didn’t you call me? You know I would have taken you out instead” He said cupping my face to look at him, placing another kiss onto my nose.
“I-I just didn’t wanna look like a loser with no friends Hen” I said sniffling, wiping my tears with the back of my hands, before his hands pulled mine down. Wiping my tears with his thumbs, he placed soft kisses on my rosey cheeks.
“You’d never look like a loser to me love, you deserve much better than those people you call friends. How about this, lets get you more comfortable and we can have a night to ourselves?”
“Yeah okay” I said smiling slightly, seeing his eyes peer down at me with so much love.
“You look absolutely amazing tonight, lord have I got the hots for you” Henry said laughing slightly, slapping my ass as we walked up the stairs to our bedroom, giggles being heard along the way.
“Alright i’m going to pick you out some soft pyjamas, you just sit down on the bed and don’t do anything. Tonight is all about you”
Nodding my head, he walked into our closet before walking back out again.
“Why is my ex in our closet? With that written on her” He said looking at me confused.
“Oh the girls gave me that as a gift, nice right” I said sarcastically, seeing his face fall again. “Those b*tches, love I cannot stand to see you with them again if they’re treating you like this”
Henry pulled the cutout out, folding it smaller and shoving it into the corner beside our bin where he claimed it “belongs
Walking back into our closet he pulled our our matching velvet pyjamas, putting his set on first before walking over to me.
“Sorry Hen, I know you were out with the lads tonight” I said putting my hands in the air as he helped pull the dress off me, his hands unclipping my bra for me, before putting on the warm pyjama top.
“Sweets I can go out with them anytime, your birthday is once a year”
He held the trousers out for me, letting me step into them before patting my thigh softly, then standing up to his full height again.
“Meet you down at the sofa okay? i’ll be two minutes”
“Ok but don’t take too long bear, might miss you too much” I said winking at him, feeling myself starting to lighten up a bit.
Heading downstairs to the sofa I sat down, turning on the T.V to put on anything for background noise. Hearing Henry grunt, I turned my head seeing him carrying at least two comforters and five pillows in his grasp.
Just before throwing them all on top of me before running back upstairs again, leaving me to settle into the pillows and blankets, transforming the sofa into a massive bed.
Running back down the steps, he jumps in next to me, putting a box in my lap with a number “1” written on it. His arm going around my waist to pull me into his side, his lips kissing my temple, his hand tucking the hair behind my ear.
“What is this bear?”
“It’s your first gift of course, out of 26”
“Are you serious? 26?”
“Well yes, now go on, open it poppet”
Untying the ribbon, the box fell apart into its different layers, photos throughout our relationship littered the sides.
“Oh Hen” I started, tears brimming my eyes, but for a good reason this time.
The first photo, however, caught my eye bringing a bright blush to my face as I picked it up. Henry's fingers tracing shapes into my side as he watched my reaction.
“H-hen when did you take this?”
“Well, you were just so cute, snuggly and warm. At that point I just fell more in love with you babe”
The picture was that of Henry and I in bed, specifically me laying half asleep on his chest after a very intimate night. My eyes looking up at him, half open, my breasts hidden by his hand reaching the whole way around me.
“I don’t know what to say bear”
“How about 'cake?' “
“Oh yeah, there’s some in the kitchen if you want” I said caressing his bearded face, his hands playing around with the hair on my neck as I turned towards him.
“Okay i’ll be two seconds then love” He said getting back up and returning with the whole cake platter and a fork in his hand.
“Open wide” He said, getting a piece of cake onto the fork, before feeding me it.
“Do you not want a bit?” I asked confused.
“Oh i’ll get some, dont worry love” He said quirking his brow at me, before smashing his lips onto mine. The kiss getting passionate as he set down the plate, his kisses getting slippery and more heated with him then pulling away.
“Red velvet cake? Almost as sweet as you baby”
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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I have recently come to the conclusion that if my Genshin Impact account was self aware, my Bennet would be slightly even more unlucky than a regular Bennet. This is due to my birthday and since its coming up I've been brainrotting for the past few days. Let me explain:
Bennet's birthday is February 29th, aka Leap Year. This means Benny only has a real birthday once every four years, which is bad enough. But according to canonical game lore, when he doesn't have his actual birthday, he celebrates it on the 28th.
My birthday is February 28th.
Now, I'd like to think that in your typical SAGAU the creator's birthday is a BIG DEAL. I'm talking festivals, parades, feasts, gifts exchanged between friends and family as well as gifts offered to the creator! The whole nine yards! An entire world partying from sunrise to moonset.
So with this in mind, Bennet's birthday would either be celebrated the day after the biggest holiday party in Teyvat (meaning everyone who attends would be all partied out) or during my birthday (meaning that everyone would be focused on ME instead of Bennet, which is just unfair! He can't even take pride in being born the same day as the creator b/c he was born the day after!!!!).
Anyway, if I was isekai'd to Genshin and worshipped as a god, I would simply give Bennet his own holiday. Poor kiddo deserves a win and if it takes me telling my acolytes quote, "Everyone will to celebrate Bennet's holiday. No exceptions, no excuses. And if his holiday party doesn't end up a success, I will destroy all of Teyvat and then myself. :3c" then so be it. That last statement is a joke, but watching everyone try their absolute hardest to give my adopted little brother the best birthday possible would be worth the fear of the vague threat of the world's destruction in the eyes of my worshipers me thinks.
If you add to this brainrot, please feel free to ignore that last part if everyone panicking over the possibility of apocalyptic destruction makes you uncomfortable. Likewise, don't rush this out by my birthday if you don't have time. I'm also in college and have multiple assignments due both before and after my birthday so I know this upcoming week will be hellish in terms of academics. So don't push yourself, okay?
So yeah. Thanks for reading! Hope you have a nice day!
JOKES ON YOU IM DOIN THIS FIRST BC ITS NEAR UR BIRTH WHEN I SAW THIS - HAHAHA (also timezones r wack so hope i timed it good enough for u lmao)
HOPE ALL UR ASSIGNMENTS VANISH / R SUPER EASY AND TAKE NO TIME AT ALL TO DO SO U HAVE MORE FREE TIME TO READ MY BIRTHDAY GIFT TO YOU ANON <3
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Have a pretty miku hatsune gif <3
YEAH SO U ENTERED UR BDAY INTO GENSHIN U KNOW THAT RIGHT??
WELL SINCE THAT WAS THE BASICS OF THE GAME/AT THE START-
TEYVAT HAS KNOWN YOUR BIRTHDAY AS LONG AS LIFE HAS LIVED ON TEYVET LOL
So if it's your birthday and you have been isekaied to Teyvat in time for it,
or been there for that long bc how does one un-isekai themselves?? anyway
and its like,, pandemonium.
bc idealistically u surprise these bitches around/close to ur birthday, so everyone's gettin in that festival mood and then BAM- itd be like if the spirits/demons showed up irl for Halloween randomly one year, like- ???!!!
so everyone's just
"well we usually have a lot of fun/praise the highest being anyway, hoping they'll hear us thru whatever barrier's between us (coughstupidcomputercough), but now... we've got to go harder than any century before guys, they're actually here, nobody panic, this isn't a drill- somebody fucking grab the champagne- "
So for a second, imagine the sweetest anyone has ever been to you.
now imagine another person does something just as sweet for you, now add another, now add another, now add-
yeah i hope u got a hoddie so u can go to sweatertown when u get too embarassed/shy, bc the compliments??
"I really like your voice btw, this may sound strange but it was always so comforting pulling those all nighter for another akademiya project, and just hearing you joking around or humming, what felt like only for me or to keep me company ;) " - Lisa
"I hope you don't mind me doing this, as I wasn't trying to invade you privacy when I came upon this knowledge, but I thought it would make a useful gift. I know you were frustrated when you came here that there wasn't as much cosmetics so I used alchemy to aid your cause, this is some color changing nail polish-"
-Albedo has gotten u ur exact foundation shade, concealer, a skin clearing serum that works 100x better than any skincare routine u had going/or not lol, and if you dont really wear makeup or do skin care, he has a backup of all ur fav perfumes/colognes that u wish u had in ur old world (he heard u ranting abt wanting those scents/stuff u liked like cherries or sandalwood etc.)
bc even if ur not the type to feel that way when ppl do things like that for u, i promise u will be by the end of your birthday week.
everyone in teyvat wants your first in person birthday to be perfect,
ESPECIALLY the allogenes, or the playable characters
doesn't even matter if your FTP and dont have a single character outside of the beginners,
(they all had access to things like your voice, your actions, your social media, yae miko may or may not have personally printed off enough copies of a book full of any selfies/pics with you in it to reach every corner of teyvat ahem, she means what- nothing at all my beautiful god-)
anyway that is to say, your birthday month is generally really bountiful, both in festivals and teyvat itself, regardless if its dead winter or scorching summer
but for the sake of ANON'S BIRTHDAY-
You have now been forcibly converted into a Pisces - gasp - from this moment on,
ik tragic im an aquarius 😔,
Bc this is anon's Teyvat rn and we're just living in it
(genshincharactersaboutyoubelike-)
You don't know which authority figure to thank first for helping organize your week so you can go to a different city's festival for you every day of your bday week, it must have been hell to make 💀
(rip ningguang alhaitham jean and ayaka/ayato yall will be missed 💧🙏)
U kind of worked ur way backwards actually from game release country's dates, like Sumeru, Inazuma, Liyue, Mondstadt
Bc when they asked if u had a preference u whole heartedly spoke up in front of a room full of arguably the most influential and powerful people on the continent, in the world really- well besides you-
"Mondstadt would be a great festival to have on my actual birthday! After all one of my best boys Bennett, also has his birthday that day too!" :)
...
.....somewhere in the Wolvendom wilds Bennett shivers with a bolt of anxiety,
Razor is confused and asks if he's ok, he gives a shaky thumbs up,
"yeah i just... got the scariest feeling.. like something bad's gonna happen on my birthday this week... haha probably nothing!... probably..."
So everyone's been pretty chill and happy for Benny to be so favored/spoiled by you, esp since ur sharing ur bday (most ppl think ur a saint bc of this)
But for some pretentious assholes, who think traditions should be adhered to, they kinda dont even like the stuff ur changing-
"Oh well, if you don't just celebrate Benett's birthday with mine, and really anyone else who's bday is also mine, I'll just ruin your country ;) "
...
Some ppl get ur joking, like alhaitham would never believe u,
But these poor old fools, coughsagescough,
R just like-
"...an eldritch god is angry with us."
Needless to say u get ur way,
And poor Benny is just like, shaking in the corner, he can't tell if this is more unlucky or the luckiest he's been lol
(He's also one of the allogenes who did not rlly get ur joke lmao,,, also Itto💀)
If your somehow not overhwhlemed by gifts and acts of service on ur birthday,
Benny is.
Benny is for you.
Lol, he's like gonna make himself sick bc he cant just say "No thanks" to all the ppl giving you food, but end up giving him some too by proxy
He cant even count how many candies and baked goods are weighing down his pockets
Oh did i mention you've just like, linked arms with the little guy and dragged him wherever Mond's citizens r dragging you for the birthday festivities :)
While he was mostly just in shock all day, Benny does take the time to tear up and thank you for sharing your birthday*
(*both of your birthdays, u correct him all day)
Jean, Barabra, Diluc, Kaeya, Amber, Traveler, Razor Sucrose Fischl and Klee (and Varka + older adventurers/his dads)
are all super happy to finally see the poor kid get the biggest break ever for his birthday finally
Esp after they saw the last few... yknow... non-existant ones... bc he only has a bday every 4 years lol
Nearly starts sobbing publicly when u give him a present for his bday too :')
And after you all do a big toast for an evening bday dinner, u hug him and he actually cries a little, and he squeezes u back super hard
"I always thought I was too unlucky to get a birthday like this, but I guess if even a god like you hasn't given up on me, I shouldn't give up on me either, thank you for the best birthday I've ever had Your Majesty!"
:')
(Tho Klee did sneakily give u and him some of her best and brightest bombs as a bday gift, so he did get a little singed but he barely noticed lmao)
I hope my ass writing/ideas was a decent bday gift anon! :0
I love Pisces sm, i hope ur bday was/will be incredible anon!! :) <33
Safe Travels,
💀♒️
♡the beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
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