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afewproblems · 8 months
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So it's my birthday today, and I originally wanted to try out the microfic challenge for this month's prompt - cake, but this drabble definitely got away from me! So, please enjoy this little Steddie bday gift to me and to everyone else in the fandom ❤️
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Eddie wipes his cheek with the crook of his arm, as he pours the finished batter into the first greased cake pan on the counter. His shirt sleeve comes away from his face dusted with the same flour that covers almost every inch of the Harrington's kitchen.
Robin turns a page of the open cookbook on the counter, her eyes scan down the page, "the icing recipe is on this page, did you take the butter out?"
Eddie groans loudly and as he pours the rest of the batter into the second pan, knowing that the other block of butter is still sitting in the fridge on the top shelf.
"If you didn't remember, what makes you think I did," he grumbles, running his pointer finger along the edge of the now empty bowl before popping a large dollop of batter into his mouth.
It's perfect, and Steve deserves nothing but perfect.
Steve who confided in Robin that he hadn't had a birthday cake since he was twelve years old, let alone anything made from scratch.
Made with love.
Not that Steve needs to know that…or Robin for that matter.
Eddie hazards a quick glance at the clock on the stove, they should have time to give everything a wipe down before--
"Guys?" A voice calls out as the front door unlatches and swings open.
Robin whirls around in a panic, grabbing to recipe book and tossing it into the cupboard beneath the sink while Eddie picks up the mixing bowl and shoves the rest of the dirty dishes into the sink.
"Their shoes are still here," the voice continues, soft and contemplative this time as Eddie turns too quickly, colliding with Robins side.
He fumbles with the mostly clean mixing bowl in his hands, watching as it slips through his fingers and clatters loudly across the floor, flinging chocolate batter across the tile and baseboards before rolling to a stop beside a pair of socked feet.
Eddie looks up from the feet to see Steve standing in the kitchen entrance with a bewildered expression on his face.
He's in the middle of taking off his Family Video vest. Steve's shirt rises to reveal a slim patch of skin, his eyes shift from the bowl, to Eddie, before landing eventually on the oven.
"Well…it looks like you two had a busy afternoon," Steve says slowly as his mouth curls into a fond grin that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners. He pulls at the bottom of his shirt, stealing the hint of golden skin that has Eddie practically drooling in the kitchen.
God he's so unfairly pretty it hurts.
Eddie barks out a laugh and steps forward to block the view of the two pans on the counter.
"You know what they say about idle hands," Eddie laughs, his voice tinged with panic as he wiggles his fingers. He winces even as he says it and quickly drops his hands, god could he be any more of an ass?
He spots Robin standing to the side with clear panic on her face, mouthing the words, 'Get Him Outta Here' with wide eyes.
And, well, never let it be said that Eddie Munson couldn't think on the spot.
Steve tries to walk further into the kitchen as he drapes his vest on the island, "okay, you two are being more weird than normal what's--"
It's like Eddie moves on instinct, his hands dart out to cup Steve's cheek and the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss.
Steve's startled gasp is muffled by Eddie's mouth as he walks them backwards until Steve is over the threshold and back in the living room once more.
Steve is frozen, tense, against Eddie and shit, he can't believe he tried this shit, he's so getting punched for this.
But then, Steve seems to relax slightly as he crowds closer into Eddie's space. His lips part as Steve breathes out a low moan.
Two broad hands come up to circle Eddie's hips, they squeeze once as Steve slots a leg between Eddie's own.
And holy shit, Eddie feels his brain go offline as Steve takes charge of the kiss, walking them backwards until Eddie is pressed against the wall of the living room.
It's good, so good, it's like something out of his dreams, the hot slide of lips against his own as Steve nips at his bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth to sooth the bite with his tongue.
"Fuck," it's Eddie's turn to moan this time as Steve pulls back slightly to run his nose along the crest of Eddie's cheek. Steve's right hand is splayed beside his head, against the wall, while the other rises to thread long fingers into Eddie's curls.
"You taste like chocolate," Steve hums softly against Eddies lips, "good choice for birthday cake".
Eddie winces, surpressing a groan, "Shit, you saw the pans?"
Steve laughs as he pulls back further and lifts his hand away from the wall to gesture behind him at the foyer.
"I mean, I saw the birthday bag and decorations you two left at the door?"
"God Dammit!" Robin yells from the kitchen; Steve snorts at the string of muttered expletives she continues to spout and shakes his head.
"I wasn't expecting a birthday kiss though," Steve continues after a beat, a small crease in the middle of his brow grows the longer he looks at Eddie with nervous eyes.
Oh.
It's Eddie's turn to grin now, he snags a handful of hair to pull over his face, hiding the pink flush he can feel spreading from his cheeks to his ears.
"Oh yeah, I mean, that was just a sample, see if you, uh, liked it or not," Eddie says softly. He steps closer, emboldened by the way Steve's breath hitches.
"I did," Steve whispers, "like it, I mean, a lot," a light pink flush rises in his cheeks to match Eddie's own blush.
"Ugh, get a room dingus,preferably one not in hearing range," Robin yells again, the sound of the oven door opening and closing punctuates her words, "cake'll be at least half an hour anyway".
"Is the rest of gift upstairs?" Steve asks slyly with a grin.
Eddie's head tilts as he processes the question, until Steve cocks an eyebrow and his eyes dart towards the stairs, then back to Eddie in one fluid motion.
Eddie swallows harshly and nods vigorously as Steve takes his hand, "Yes, jesus, it's supposed to be your birthday not mine".
"Best one I've had in awhile," Steve says softly before leading Eddie up the stairs and towards his room.
Robin's voice trails after them, exasperated but fond, "you assholes owe me, happy birthday you horn-dog".
Eddie can't help but laugh as they cross the landing and open the door.
This wasn't the surprise he and Robin had initially intended; but as he watches Steve walk backwards until his knees hit the plaid bedspread, Eddie can't help but feel that this was much better than he'd planned.
Perfect even.
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pearlypairings · 3 months
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First of all 🎉 happy birthday!! 🎉
Second, for your birthday prompt: Jonathan x Chrissy, “peppered with morning kisses”
Hope you have a wonderful weekend!
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jonathan x chrissy || pure fluff and affection || 402 words
A/N: Thank you empress!! I had so much fun letting Jonathan be attacked by Chrissy's affection and genuine excitement in this one<3
explanation of this celebration :)
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Chrissy had woken him up from a dead sleep. She cradled his head in her hands, gently nudging his consciousness with one sweet press of her mouth after another. The birds had started tuning up for their morning song, flitting shadows as they tweeted outside the illuminated blinds. By the faint glow of sunshine, it must have been early,  the youthful kiss of the horizon right after dawn. First, it was his forehead. Then, his cheek, the one turned up to the ceiling as he slept sprawled on his side overnight. They’d stayed up late talking about nothing and everything at once, whispering under the fresh sheets like they were teenagers again. Chrissy kissed his nose twice, making him give up the fact he was awake as his lips gave way to a dreamy smile. Her giggle echoed the happy chirps outside. Jonathan peered at her with one eye as she pulled away a moment, her blonde waves washing over his face like the warmest, most welcome tide. Her eyes were puffy and narrow from the sands of sleep left in the corners, but the show of her teeth proved she was happier than ever to be awake. “I think you forgot a few places of prime real estate,” he said, voice rasping from the night’s respite. “Nope,” she hummed in reply, leaning back over his face with a curtain of her hair blocking out the rays of sun dipping between the shades. “Just wanted to make sure I could wish you a happy birthday first.” “Yeah?” He squinted playfully in her direction. “Happy birthday, Jonathan.” The sheets rustled with her movement, and Chrissy’s lips found their final destination. She peppered a half dozen pecks on his lips before he wrapped a hungry arm around her and pulled her close  to deepen their kiss. He couldn’t remember a better birthday morning. Jonathan smirked, pausing a moment to take in a deep breath. “This has to be a dream. What am I gonna wish for on my candles now?” “I can think of a few other wishes for you.” She laughed and the sound felt warm against his chest. “I love you, Chrissy.” He planted a solid kiss on her bare shoulder, still smelling of her soft vanilla perfume. “I love you, birthday boy.” This was his new favorite way to wake up, and nothing would change his mind.
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bladesandstars · 3 months
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a hapistance kiss for @wild-moss-art:
"Oh, just leave me here to expire, my dearest Hapi. I fear I am no use to anyone..." Constance trails off, her usually-vibrant voice faded and thin in the bright sunlight.
Hapi grins, cocky and undaunted. "So, what would happen if I just smooched you every time the sun came out? Think you'd have a better feeling about it? Positive associations, right?"
"You soothe like the caress of a shadow, darling. Please promise to kiss me in the darkness as well." Constance remains plaintive.
Hapi chuckles, a dark but still playful tone creeping I to her words. "Oh, I'll do more than that in the dark. I promise." The words whisper against Constance's cheek before Hapi trails her lips lightly against Constance's own.
Despite herself, despite the energy sapped from her body by the bright light, Constance's lips curve against Hapi's in anticipation.
Thanks for the fun request and the well wishes! ❤️
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limerenceboy · 8 months
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⋆˚☆˖° hbd kakashi!⋆˚☆˖°
this world doesn’t deserve u
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ghoulgeists · 1 year
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Merry birfmas! <3
THANK U
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milkymolle · 6 months
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i'm over 2 weeks late but happy 20th anniversary to the Most Important comic book cover of all time. here is my homage
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montereybayaquarium · 8 months
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As we conclude our week-long sea-lebration of her birthday, let's reflect on Rosa’s time at the Aquarium!
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We’re so grateful for the opportunity to care for Rosa 💙 Help us wish her the fluffiest, happiest 24th birthday!
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sleepygetou · 3 months
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Happy Birthday Suguru~ ♡
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canisalbus · 7 months
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✦ ♥️ ✦
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civetcider · 5 days
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i hate drawing cars why so i keep making myself draw cars!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyways more of them (she/her for both)
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beanghostprincess · 28 days
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bladesandstars · 3 months
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sylclaurenz kiss, for @hydrangeatattoo:
Lorenz kisses like he fights: less fancy than you'd imagine, and a whole lot more direct. Sylvain responds as Sylvain does: a little teasing, a little tongue. He feels almost giddy, a smile pulling at his lips until he almost laughs.
Strong fingers push into his hair, and Lorenz asserts himself, asking--demanding, really, pressing the line of his body to Sylvain's with clear intent. It has the desired effect, and Sylvain's hand drifts down to Lorenz's hip.
Stubble scratches Sylvain's neck, along with soft lips, and he does laugh then, free and easy. Lorenz turns to kiss Claude, and Sylvain watches them. His chest feels a pang almost like a sting, almost like a hurt, but it's not; it's his heart cracking open, open, pouring out over them.
Thank you so much for the ask, I had so much fun with this one! ❤️💛💜
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egophiliac · 10 months
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still absolutely losing my mind over Lilia
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mr-malumm · 2 months
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Happy Val Day theyre in love with each other i like when the tall scary one throws the tv around 😍🥰😍🥰😍✨📺🦋✨
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itsajollyjester · 4 months
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A real kiss in the snow this time
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naturecalls111 · 1 year
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