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harrysfolklore · 5 months

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yes for tom!! (bday anon!!)

first of all HAPPY BIRTHDAYY this is short but i didn’t want to leave you without your bday blurb 🥹 hope u guys like it

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

gifs by @ssoveia <33

Birthdays were never your thing.

Surely growing up you had a lot of good memories when it came to celebrating your birthday, but as you grew older you forgot the magic behind celebrating your birthday.

However, that changed when you started dating Tom two years ago, he always made sure to make your day special and make you feel loved and celebrated.

In your first year together he threw you a big party in a rooftop in New York City, getting all of your friends and close family together. For your second, you celebrated in a more intimate way with a small trip to Greece.

However, this year you didn’t have any expectations on how would you celebrate your day, since Tom’s schedule was beyond busy with the press, promo and premieres of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes.

You were extremely proud of him and everything he was achieving, so you wouldn’t blame him if he happened to forget your birthday, he was doing what he loved the most and that was enough to make you the happiest ever.

As the morning of your birthday approached, you woke up feeling a bit disappointed, knowing Tom had to leave early for the some promo shoot for the movie. The empty side of the bed only echoed his absence.

However, when you when you headed the stairs, a full breakfast and a gorgeous bouquet of flowers greeted you, accompanied by a note in Tom's handwriting.

"Happy Birthday, my love. I'm sorry I had to rush off. I hope this brightens your morning a bit. We'll celebrate tonight. Love you x . - Tom."

Just as you were admiring the bouquet, your phone ringed with an incoming video call from Tom.

"Hey, birthday girl!" Tom's face beamed through the screen. "How's your day been so far?”

"It's been good, actually," you smiled fondly at him, "Breakfast and the flowers were such a lovely start"

"Look, I'm really sorry I couldn't be there to say Happy Birthday first thing in the morning," his voice sounded distressed and you couldn't help but feel for him, "I'll make it up for you tonight, I promise."

"Don't worry about it, baby. I completely understand. I know how crazy your schedule is right now," you assured him, "You're doing what you love the most and I'm so proud of you for that."

"Yeah, it's been non-stop. But that I hate that it's keeping me from being there for you on your special day."

"Honestly, you being so busy doesn't take away from the fact that you've made it special already," you shrugged, smiling at him, "And I know whatever you have planned for tonight will be just amazing, so stop being so hard on yourself!"

"About that," he smirked before continuing, "Make sure to be ready at 7. I'll pick you up."

"Whatever you say, handsome," you rolled your eyes with affection, "As long as I would love to stay here, I know you have to go back to work."

"Shit, I do," he said realizing that crew members were already looking for him, "Happy Birthday again, my love. You're amazing."

ending kinda sucked lmao i hope u like this bday anon happy bday

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jordyn14 · 3 days

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Hey

Can you please write a Joe x wife reader where Joe and reader have been trying to get pregnant for a while and then reader finds out their pregnant and tells Joe in a cute way and he can’t contain his happiness

Pairing: Joe Burrow x fem first person

Words: 1600

Notes: since it’s my bday week and I’m having so much fun writing, I’m trying to get out fics a little faster this week! :)) thanks for the Request. <3

My eyes filled with tears as soon as I flipped over the pregnancy test and saw those two blue lines on the ClearBlue test. For 7 whole months Joe and I have been trying to get pregnant. We started after our wedding, hoping to see those two blue lines within two weeks, but two weeks turned into a month, and one into seven. Every single time we flipped over that test and saw one line and not two, we tried our best to stay positive, but it was hard. There were so many tears and I felt like we should just give up. I didn’t know how many more times I could take Joe’s same speech over and over again about how no matter how long it took, we would have our little family one day.

But now I was pregnant. I didn’t have to look into Joe’s eyes and tell him we weren’t pregnant for the millionth time. I didn’t have to stare into Joe’s blue eyes while he tried to hold back tears of sadness and watch as the hope was slowly draining from him.

As I looked up at myself in the mirror, tears rolled down my face and onto the counter under me. I was going to be a mom. It felt surreal to look at my stomach and realize that there was a little growing baby inside. I put my shaking hand over my mouth and I couldn’t stop looking at those 2 blue lines and at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t believe it. I felt like I was on top of the world and thinking about telling Joe in just a couple of hours when he came home from practice overjoyed me. “I’m pregnant.” I told myself, not able to contain my excitement.

For the next two hours, time seemed to be going so slow. Every time I looked at my phone and expected a half an hour to pass, only ten minutes passed. I was restless. I wanted to tell Joe so badly. I wanted to see the look on his face when he realized he was going to be a dad in just nine months. Not only were we going to be parents together, but I would get to raise a child with the most amazing man ever who isn’t just easy on the eyes, but is an incredibly person inside and out.

When I finally got the text from Joe saying he was on his way home, I practically sprinted upstairs and to my nightstand drawer where I kept a little mini Joe Burrow jersey and laid that down on the bed with the test on it. From the moment we started trying to get pregnant, I knew that I wanted to surprise him with his little jersey for our little son or daughter to wear when they’re born.

I sat on the bed and tried to pick through my different emotions. I was nervous, anxious, happy, worried, but mostly excited. Excited to be a mom. Excited to start our little family. From the moment I fell in love with Joe, I knew I wanted to create a family with him and now that was becoming a reality. Before we knew it, we’d have a little mini Burrow running around the house acting like a fool, and I couldn’t wait. Hey, maybe I was even carrying twins.

Before I knew it, I heard the front door swing open and just like clockwork, Joe said, “I’m home.” As soon as he said this, I couldn’t hold back the tears and started to cry some more. I just couldn’t contain the excitement. “Jordyn?” Joe called out, sounding a little worried, wondering why I wasn’t running over to give him a hug and ask him how his day was like usual. I wiped off a tear and sniffled back the tears a little bit. “Up here.” I answered him and stood up to meet him by the door. As I walked to the door frame, I could hear Joes footsteps getting closer and closer. My heart beat so incredibly fast in my chest and I couldn’t stop smiling.

As soon as Joe came into view and saw me crying, he dropped the bag that he was holding immediately. “hey, hey, are you okay?” He asked me and wrapped my in his arms. One hand was placed around my waist, pulling me closer to him, and the other was placed on the back of my head. With a smile, I wrapped my arms around his neck, running my fingers through his hair he decided to grow out for the season. “Everything is more than okay, Joey.” I said. Once I said this, Joe pulled back to look me in the eyes and once he did, I noticed the slightly confused look on his face.

Leaning forwards, I placed a small kiss on joes lips and then let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding in. “Go look on the bed.” I said. Joe looked past me and at the bed and noticed something laying on it, but I could tell he was still confused. Dropping my arms from around Joes neck, he slowly let go of me as well and walked closer to the bed. I followed after him, waiting for him to realize that he was going to be a dad.

A small gasp left Joe’s lips as the realization that I was pregnant set in. I couldn’t help but smile as he reached down and grabbed the pregnancy test. After a few seconds, I walked to the side of him and watched as he ran his fingers over the mini jersey while holding the pregnancy test in his other hand. As I studied Joe’s face, I started to get nervous. There was almost no emotion or expression on his face. What if he changed his mind about kids? What if he didn’t want me to be pregnant right now.

Before I started to freak myself out more, Joe looked over at me with those gorgeous, tear filled blue eyes. “Oh wow.” Joe said simply as his bottom lip began to quiver slightly. I sucked in a breath at his reaction and started to cry more myself. Joe put his hand on his chest and took a step back, taking everything in. He kept looking at me, then the pregnancy test, me, then the pregnancy test. “I’m going to be a dad?” Joe asked me excitedly. “You’re going to be a dad.” I said, wiping off a tear that streamed down my cheek. The both of us started crying more as he closed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around me. Without me expecting it, he picked me up off of the ground gently and spun around in a circle, a little excited laugh leaving his mouth. I giggled while up in the air before he placed me back down on the ground.

Once down on the ground, we both held each other so incredibly tightly, so overwhelmed with the news. I buried my head in Joe’s chest and I could tell he was crying quietly. Unlike every other time we flipped the test over, they were happy and relieved tears. After so long of trying and feeling like nothing would work, he was finally going to be a dad. “I can’t believe this,” Joe said and pulled his head back, revealing his red eyes and nose, “our little baby’s in here right now.” He said, letting out a deep breath while looking down at my stomach.

It was hard for me to talk because of the tears. I opened my mouth to say something, but I knew if I tried to talk I would cry harder. With a smile, Joe took his hands off of me for a second and swiped his thumbs under my eyes to catch the tears before holding my face gently in his hands. He nodded with a small smile, letting me know he understood what I wanted to say. Letting go of Joe, I did the same thing and swiped under his eyes, getting a laugh out of both of us before gently grabbing his wrists, the both of us just gazing into each other’s eyes. I took a deep breath and let it out with a small laugh.

“We’re gonna be parent’s, Joey. Can you believe it?” I asked him. Joe just shook his head and looked back at the pregnancy test. “No. No, not really.” He chuckled and sniffled a little. “At least we know why you were sick this morning before I left for practice.” Joe said. “I totally thought it was those crab legs, they looked a little bit odd.” I giggled. Joe laughed and nodded. “They did look a bit funky didn’t they?” As we looked into each others eyes, Joe looked at me like I was the most beautiful, fragile, perfect women on the entire planet before closing the distance and placing a kiss on my lips. When we pulled away, we rested our foreheads together while making eye contact. “I love you…and our baby,” Joe said and looked down at my stomach, “more than anything in the entire universe.” Joe said. “Even SpongeBob?” I joked with him. “Yes, even SpongeBob.” Joe laughed and nodded. “Well in that case, I love you…and this baby,” I said and glanced down at my stomach like Joe did, “more than anything in the entire universe as well Joseph Lee Burrow.” I said.

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linalaine · 4 months

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Birthday Boy <3

Scaramouche x Reader Smut

SCARAS BDAY SPECIAL 🫶

i love this man w my whole being

🪼🌸cw: afab reader, soft sex ?? , soft Scara, cunnilingus, use of cunt/pussy, Scara barely has any dialogue, inspired by the scene from Don’t Worry Darling >:)

Scaramouche has lived many years, many different lives. The concept of his “birth” date being something special simply has no meaning or significance to him anymore after so many years.

He doesn’t even think “birth days” apply to him. Since he technically wasn’t even born on this day! He was created? Awakened? Whatever. It’s not important. It’s not special. He’s not special!

So the idea of you spending your entire day cooking all his favorite foods and baking the few sweets he likes, even decorating the house and making him a birthday banner, once he comes home, leaves him utterly speechless.

You even got him presents..

In all his years of being, no one has ever gone all out for him like this. At most he received a simple “happy birthday” from his colleagues when he was back in the fatui. But never this. He’s never received presents, or had decorations made specially for him, or all his favorite foods laid out in front of him.

The way you rush to greet him with a tight hug. Face full of excitement as you smile up at him.

“Happy Birthday Scara! Surprise! I made all your favorite foods for you! And I tried to bake you a cake, but I know you don’t like sweet stuff so I didn’t add that much sugar. I’m not really sure how it’ll taste, but I hope you like it!”

Like it? He’s still speechless, staring up at the handmade banner. He can tell it’s handmade because he recognizes your writing and the way you write his name.

You notice he’s staring at the banner you hung above the table all by yourself! You turn your head to look over at it without breaking the hug.

“You like it? I didn’t really know how old you were turning exactly.. So I hope you don’t mind.”

Oh he doesn’t mind. Not in the slightest. He grabs your head, pushing it back onto his chest. His way of returning the hug. He can’t understand why you would go through such lengths for him..

It’s not even a special day. He’s not that special. His “birth” wouldn’t have made any difference at all if it never happened. So why? Why would you waste your day trying to make him feel special?

It makes him feel all weird inside! Like wanting to cry but not in a sad way! It’s confusing!!

Until he realizes for the first time in his thousands of years of living, he’s experiencing pure gratitude for you. And not only that.

He places his hands on your waist, backing you up into the table slowly. You give a confused yelp as he pushed your down onto the table, your hands quickly shooting out to clear the food out of the way to not ruin your work.

“Scara?.. What are you doing?” You ask while your back meets the tables surface.

Once you’re lied down, he pushes your legs and skirt up making you gasp in surprise as he lowers himself between your thighs.

“Thanking you.” Is all he says between soft kisses on the inside of your thighs, leading up to your purple lacy panties that you were saving for later for him!

He places a kiss to the outside of your panties, making you let out a shaky sigh as he slides them down your legs. His fingers are already separating your lower lips, allowing him to place sweet kisses to your clit. Resulting in a soft whine from you as a hand snakes down to hold his hair.

He can feel your cunt get more wet with arousal from his kisses before latching his lips around your clit and giving it a few sucks. Scaras thumbs stroking the inside of your thigh soothingly. He swirled his tongue around your clit, flicking at it before sucking on it again until it got all puffy!

You let out a strangled gasp as your back arched off the table, your hand involuntarily yanking at his hair. But it’s okay. He didn’t mind. You deserved this for being so amazing to him. He had no idea how he got so lucky finding you.

He swept his tongue inside you, his nose pressed against your clit while he dragged his tongue along your gummy walls, making your legs wrap around his head and whine.

You bucked your hips up into her mouth. The feeling of his tongue enveloping your warm gushy cunt was too much! You pulled at his hair again, trying to speak coherent words through your moans.

“Sc-ScarAH! Mmm.. ‘m gonna- gonna cumuhH!” You managed to breath out. His lips latching around your clit again to help you to your high.

“C’mon pretty girl.. Just like that.. Cum on..”

Scara whispered softly against your puffy pussy. His warm breath sending you over the edge as you let out a loud moan, your legs clamping around his head and pressing his face into your cunt as you came.

He kitten licked up and down your pussy, helping bring you down after your orgasm. After your breathing had calmed, he pushed himself up, not bothering to wipe its mouth before kissing you sloppily and whispering softly against your lips;

“Best birthday ever.”

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livwritesstuff · 4 months

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‘tis my birthday today (it’s gotta be one of the worst birthdays to have, we don’t need to talk about it) anyways that’s where this is coming from

(also i’m not trying to imply that jan 1 is eddie’s bday. i wouldn’t wish that on anybody. besides, he is def a weirdo february aquarius)

The second half of the calendar year is nothing short of pandemonium for Eddie and Steve and their three daughters.

Moe’s birthday in late July kicks it off, almost immediately followed by Steve’s birthday in early August, then Hazel’s in September. Robbie’s birthday comes mere days after Halloween, and from there they dive headfirst into the bedlam of the holiday season.

Much to Eddie's relief, they all made it to yet another New Year's Day, and while the girls are definitely feeling the end-of-winter-break blues, Eddie welcomes the reprieve in festivities, brief as it may be.

His own birthday is up next – though not for another month.

He’s really not a birthday kind of guy. Never had been.

He loves making birthdays exciting for Steve and their daughters (they have a whole slew of traditions and everything – there’s names spelled out in pancakes involved; it's a very big deal), but his own…not so much.

It managed to fly under the radar for the past few years, but since this year is the big Five-Oh, he knows Steve won’t let him get away with that again.

Eddie has a complicated relationship with his birthday. When he was younger and the weight of Birthday Importance was at its peak, he never really celebrated the way other kids got to, and now, as an adult, he doesn’t know how to feel the things you’re supposed to feel about your birthday.

Steve does a good job, despite Eddie’s weirdness.

His favorite, Eddie thinks, was the year Moe was born, when Steve had managed to catch him off guard by renting a tiny cottage up in Maine for a few days.

“Moe or no Moe,” Steve had asked, “I’ve got Rob and Nance on standby.”

(They’d taken Moe. She saw snow for the first time. It was amazing, and people who don't want to involve their kids in stuff are a bunch of fucking weirdos).

Steve gives him a letter every year – handwritten on notebook paper and folded into whatever cheesy card he picks out.

Eddie keeps most of the letters in a fireproof lockbox along with all their passports and social security cards and birth certificates (look – Eddie doesn’t fuck around with priceless shit), but he keeps the most recent one – the one Steve gave him for his forty-ninth birthday nearly a year ago – in the top drawer of his bedside table.

He has it pretty much memorized at this point.

It says:

Ed! (with an exclamation point and everything – god, does Eddie love him)

49.

Holy shit we’re getting old.

Writing this is making me think about all the ones from the beginning, when I’d write about our future together even though we didn’t have a damn clue what we were working towards for a while.

I think we’re in it, man. Crazy, right?

(The ink color suddenly switches from blue to purple)

Sorry for the color change. Hazy decided she needed a blue pen immediately. Hope your vision hasn’t gone totally to shit and you can still read the purple.

Anyways, since I have you hostage reading this, I’m gonna take the opportunity to discuss you, because you don’t let me in real life most of the time.

You are gorgeous. Best looking face I’ve ever seen. I wonder how much time I’ve lost off my day just staring at you (actually, not a loss. I take that back)

You suck at puzzles – I know that sounds bad, but it’s great for me. I need that to rub off on Moe because she’s getting pretty good and that’s gonna be a problem for me.

You make me laugh so fucking hard every day. I’m praying the girls get your sense of “elevated” humor or whatever you like to call it

You’re so fucking smart, Eddie. I count myself lucky for it endlessly

You are completely 100% you all the time. I’m still working on that I think but I’m getting there because of you. I’m glad all that shit we went through didn’t take that away from you.

the BEST dad. Can’t believe I didn’t say that sooner. Not to brag but our kids are turning out pretty awesome (can’t go around saying that too much though it’ll go right to their heads and then any power we have left goes out the window)

You’re probably the best person I’ve ever known. Don’t think I’ll be forgetting what a catch you are any time soon, because I won't.

Thank you for loving me even all these years later. My life is better every day that I’m with you.

We’ll keep things quiet this year. Don’t get used to it though. Next year’s gonna be a rager.

Love you always!

- Steve :) ♡ ☆

#over-the-moon in love steve absolutely writes a mean love letter #to those who get steve's sign-off -> ilysm that's an old post #shoutout to the partners of birthday-haters #y’all are doing the most and it is appreciated #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steddie dads #steve harrington #eddie munson

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saiidahyunie · 5 months

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to the world! (interlude)

minatozaki sana x soccerplayer!reader (pt.2) ; fluff ; angst if you really squint

synopsis: winter is finally here bringing in colder air and the new year is also beckoning, calling for bittersweet endings in trade for promising beginnings. what would you do if the dreams you deeply desired were right at your doorstep?

wc: 12.7k

warnings: a little overboard with the soccer exposition (but i gave a thorough explanation for you guys to understand so don’t worry) ; cursing ; pacing is a bit slow for this part sorry ; mentions of food ; slightly suggestive (?) ; lots of guy names but the reader is gender neutral ; i badly need sana period.

pt.1 pt.3 pt.4

a/n: the long awaited second part of the series is here!! i was debating on when i would have this posted before sana’s bday or not but the best things always come when you least expect it. ^_^

i will try to have this series updated as soon as i can, the ideas for both soccer and loving sana moments are just *chef’s kiss*

thank you guys for the overwhelming love and support in the first part and i hope this one gets the same treatment if not more!!

(also, credit for inspiration goes to @spidergirlanon ft. jihyo! please give that a read as well!!!)

enjoy!!

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“you’ve garnered a lot of attention with your showing at the academy exit trials.” the finely dressed woman said to you, kim sejong, a representative with one of the soccer clubs who are vying for your signature. you sat in between your parents whereas sejong was sitting across the dining table, dex standing alongside sejong facing you, wearing a smug look on his face.

“i assume that dex has mentioned my name to you at least,” sejong started off saying, looking at dex who glanced quickly at her and back, nodding his head as he was still paying attention as you recalled the brief moment of dex mentioning that he was talking to someone when he visited one of your practice sessions about a couple days ago.

“yes, i remember,” you said as you scratched your temple, “i know that he couldn’t disclose the specifics of who or what he talked about on the phone, but he did bring up your name to me.” sejong flashed a smile as she slid over a clipboard that had a preliminary contract draft that showed all of the different clauses that you would have to follow eventually when signing the real one.

you always talked about it with dex and some of your teammates, about how you could go from watching the premier league and champions league matches from your room or couch to actually being on the field playing in front of thousands of fans. some thought that you were crazy while others stood behind you. the hard work and dedication along with the burgeoning talent oozing out didn’t not go unnoticed as now you had two contract offers from two teams. you had to pinch yourself when dex said the two teams that were interested.

the first team to have serious interest in your talents was brighton and hove albion f.c, a team that has gained a huge reputation for finding young, upcoming players in uncommon parts of the world and turning them into absolute monsters. you were amazed with the work that they did with the previous players that used to play for the club that went on to bigger clubs later in their career. dex claimed that their development program was on par with the other teams with the likes of pep guardiola and jurgen klopp who always had an opportunity to show the youth talent in the premier league so it was pretty convincing and high praise to say the least.

as for the second team, you didn’t think that they would have the slight bit of interest in you or your talents, but wow you were so wrong. the team that you supported all the way back when you first kicked a soccer ball; manchester united, the club with the most decorated trophy cabinets with two champions leagues and twenty league titles to their name. the very same club that chanted those famous names you’ve heard and watched growing up: beckham, keane, giggs, van persie, rooney, and ronaldo. the inner voice in your head would’ve said to sign for united in a heartbeat.

but you knew that it wasn’t gonna be that simple to do.

“i know that we can’t disclose the other team that approached you for confidentiality reasons, but the development coach has seen your match videos and is captivated with what you can potentially bring to the team moving forward.”

sejong adds as you sat there with a dumb look on your face, “i hope you can take our offer into consideration y/n, your name and reputation precedes what you can achieve in the future as a player.”

“is there a grace period for when i can make my final choice?”

“no, not at all! negotiations wise, we can agree to terms here in principle. consider this to be the first round of talks so nothing is entirely set in stone yet,” sejong answered with a firm sense of persuasiveness.

you leaned back in your seat as you looked at both your mom and dad who were simply nodding at you, reminding you of the support they always had for your soccer career. you looked down at the contract draft, amazed with the fine printed text font filling the paper with the club badge sitting in the middle at the top of the paper. this was nothing like the paper you signed when you first joined coach rain’s soccer club, the same club that won back to back titles in your time there.

it wasn’t an “all you” show however, as there were also a few talented players on the team that were also candidates at the trial. both your teammates rin and blake who attended the trials with you gave high praises when the other potential candidates asked about you because they were afraid to approach you, which was odd because you knew that you were able to socialize with others but you simply played it off while those who did talk to you tried not to freak out internally.

nothing but positive remarks were said in not only how extremely gifted the way you played, but also how you led the team to those winning titles as well. you wondered if those two got offers from teams as you looked at dex who came back with a contract that you assumed was manchester united’s offer to you.

before you could say anything though, sejong’s phone vibrated, “sorry, i have to take this. you can continue to look at the offer while i’m gone.” she said as she stood up from the table and headed outside your house to answer the call.

dex took sejong’s seat as he slid manchester united’s contract over to you next to brighton’s with a smile plastered on your face still. “this is still a really good thing y/n! i knew you had a major pull at the trials with your overall ranking but i didn’t think it would be this big of a deal!” dex said to you as you smiled right back trying to relish in the moment right in front of you.

“i know but just wow, i’m actually really surprised that they would actually offer-”

“you’re not the only client to get an offer from brighton especially.” dex added, “rin is actually overseas right now finishing up the final terms.”

“oh my gosh he’s signing with brighton?!” your mom asked with a hand covering her mouth.

“i just got off the phone with him before coming here! they just finished the last round of talks, now it’s only a matter of time before they announce the signing in the next few days.” dex replied showing a picture of rin signing the contract.

“holy shit.” you couldn’t believe that one of your teammates was bound for the premier league. out of the thirty candidates at the exit trials, you and rin both took the top two rankings. that didn’t necessarily mean that you and him had a better chance at offers but it definitely increased the likelihood of teams looking more closely at you and rin.

“you don’t have to make a decision now of course, but i know that you’re aware of both teams' situations in the league currently.” dex chimed in as he put his phone back in his pocket while you switched between the two contracts laid in front of you.

you and dex kept a close eye on what was happening in the premier league between brighton and manchester united. your mind was listing the facts but your heart already made the decision of which team you were going to sign with.

midway through the premier league season, both teams are sitting at fifth and sixth place respectively, with brighton taking the fifth spot with a five point gap ahead of manchester united. brighton had just lost one of their key midfielders recently to an acl injury and are looking to fill that hole in as soon as they can to ensure their push for a high finish in the league table with the prospect of playing in a european competition next season.

you were amazed at what roberto de zerbi was envisioning over there and you knew that you could gain a lot if you played under him. you were also following the narrative that was building over them about being on a tear the last few weeks by winning against the more bigger teams in the league that they’ve already played at least once so far this season. by playing for brighton, this meant more chances to play and really get some solid minutes of soccer under your belt.

as for manchester united, the inner child inside your head was screaming to take up their offer, but you toned down the fangirling as you ran through the current progression of your favorite team. they weren’t doing too bad, nor were they doing as good as you wanted them to be. they were also struggling in every aspect; from the back, the midfield, and even the attack all seemed to be lackluster combined with no set of direction on the field.

not only that, but it was becoming a depressing trend of decline happening behind the scenes in terms of the board and management that was riddled with a new story filled with drama week in and week out. it sucked that your team was being mauled over by greedy owners that are only using the team as a business brand rather than a soccer team that was meant to win trophies.

you looked at the different clauses on the manchester united contract, sighing with a disheartening expression on your face realizing that you’d be signing your own death sentence for your career before it even started. the money was good, but you had a mantra of how it was never about the money, but by having a big paycheck you would have little to no playing time in return.

you were fond of manager erik ten hag’s glory days with ajax with that remarkable champions league semi-finals run a couple years ago, but this was manchester united, a team that is always subject to expectations, and even a good manager like him was struggling to get the gears running with the team.

sitting sixth in the league heading into the winter portion of the season and out of the champions league competition, they could really only focus on getting a high finish in the league while also dealing with the numerous injuries all throughout the squad. sure you could get playing time, but you also remember the various players that had a youthful upstart at manchester united only to have their career go sideways and you didn’t want to follow that same path.

“i know it’s your favorite team y/n, but you see the stability of how they are right now. it’s not great for what you can do with other teams.”

“but out of all the possible teams, it’s just these two? there’s really no other option for me?" you asked dex as he crossed his arms, tapping his finger on top of his left arm while you continued to read through the contracts once again.

“it’s normal to have second thoughts, i can also give you the option to wait until the window opens in january for more teams to approach you.” dex states, “but knowing you already it’ll be impossible to keep you here when i have phone calls coming in at six in the morning!” you and your parents laughed at your best friend’s remark as you looked at your mom who was slapping your arm while your dad got up to get a glass of water for everyone.

a light hearted moment lit up the house once again. as the laughter died down while sejong came back from her prolonged phone call, wearing a perplexed look on her face filled with curiosity as dex looked over, shooting straight back up from the chair for her to sit as he stood over her again, exchanging smiles with you as a reflection of the rapport that you and him have built from when you were kids.

“i assume everything went well with the discussion?” sejong asks, looking at the second contract on her left side in confusion, which left dex to grab it quickly and put it behind his back. “sorry, sorry.” dex said looking all dumb now, “we were just going over his options while you were out and-”

“you’re good dex don’t worry.” you said to him comfortingly, returning your look towards sejong across from you. “i’ve carefully considered your offer and i’m really pleased with what you’ve presented to me.” you firmly said with a sense of professionalism that even the big time hot-shot young players wished they would have.

a slight bit of suspense spread across the dining room and kitchen as your dad overhead you, racing back to sit next to you as sejong leaned in with an intrigue to what you were about to say, “oh really? what that might be?”

you looked at both of your parents, who knew that you weren’t a kid anymore as you looked at dex with a simple nod to him as you inhaled through your nose with the next set of words marking another monumental step towards your blossoming soccer career.

“i think i’ve made my decision on who i’m signing with.”

—

*ping* *krsch*

you huffed out a puff of warm air from your mouth as you steadily stood up after belting a ball into the top corner of the goal, getting a sound of amazement by someone standing next to you as you backed up with another ball for the next shot.

“is there anything you can’t do y/n?” kang daniel asked, juggling a ball while you racked in another goal for the fourth time. this one being a knuckleball that wobbled in the air for a few seconds before deflecting off of the goalpost and inwards.

“apparently beckham freekicks aren’t my specialty.” you chimed as you rolled another ball from your bag, checking to see if it was properly pumped up with air,“even for someone like me that’s seen to be a so-called midfield general.”

daniel laughed at your self observation as he too shot a ball in short distance, lightly jogging back to you, rolling another ball towards you to kick aside as you prepped up for another shot.

“if i had an inkling of your talent and skills, i would’ve made it to the lineup but instead coach has me playing sixth man off the bench.” daniel said with a slight bit of disappointment in his voice.

“hey, your playstyle actually helps with buildup play in the final third. mingyu is a solid makeshift centre back turned defensive mid, but his long balls are way too powerful for dk and shotaro to link up on the wings.”

“ooof, glad he isn’t here to hear that!” you look over to see dk’s arm wrapped around your shoulder, cheesing a smile before waving at daniel and his girlfriend jihyo next to the goal keeping his soccer bag against the fence.

“you’re late as always.” you said as you elbowed dk’s stomach, getting an instant flinching reaction from him as he set his bag down on the field.

“i thought we were just shooting for fun today!? did i miss the memo in the group chat?!” dk asked in confusion as daniel laughed at dk’s distress. even though there was no practice since coach rain out of town to help one of his close friends oversee some trials with another soccer club, you still thought it’d be a good idea to fill the time during the week to at least play for one day or two.

“y/n!!! these shots aren’t helping me!!” you look towards the goal to see a girl laying face flat with her head looking in your direction. “tzuyu if you’re gonna say that you got the goalie position by just dumb luck then say it!” you shot back as she stood up, clapping her hands together telling you to bring it on. you look at daniel and nodded as he took another shot only for tzuyu to parry it away off the right side.

“see?! you can handle our shots!” you laughed with pride while jihyo was sitting close to the goal cheering at tzuyu's play. “more of that please!” tzuyu yelled back as she stretched her arms for another shot lining up. “alright tzuyu take a quick break. i don’t want your hands to be beet red by the end of our sesh.” you said as she nodded while taking off the gloves and went towards jihyo before meeting up with everyone else sitting on the edge of the box.

you sat down to take a quick swig of water while daniel was walking towards jihyo and tzuyu. as for dk, he slipped out of his shoes into his new adidas boots that he bought yesterday to break them in.

“wasn’t hyunjin gonna be here today?” dk asked. “i thought so too.” daniel also replied now with jihyo under his left arm.

“didn’t he tease you about sana at the end of practice the other day?” dk also asked, now sitting with his new boots on his feet. you were taken aback by his question as you choked on your water bottle in response.

“i- yes and no!” you spat out, wiping your mouth of the drops of water that dribbled over your chin. you heard nothing but laughs and gasps as you try to recover from your embarrassing act.

you really need to get a grip, but at the same time you wanted to take pride somehow and soon.

“don’t try to play it off y/n, i’ve seen how you look at sana at school.” dk said as he flashed an eyebrow at you, “i didn’t notice at first but now i’m invested to see what’s all that about.”

“i swear to you, there’s nothing happening between us! i don’t know why everyone is saying that there is!” you defended yourself as you put your hands up slightly, claiming your innocence. “jihyo, you know how sana is with you guys so help my case here!” jihyo’s eyes popped open as she sat down with tzuyu doing the same, “sana is normally friendly with everybody here, but you’ve known her longer than i have so i wouldn’t know what it’s like.”

you hung your head in defeat as daniel hovered over you, placing his hands on your shoulders in comfort, “don’t feel bad y/n, you know that’s just how hyunjin is anyway.” you look up to daniel who was smiling as he stopped his little massage, pulling both of his hands back into his track jacket. “i am curious however, is there something happening between you and sana that we don’t know about?”

“no there isn’t.” you sighed out, “what we have is really a platonic friendship, there’s no romance attached between us.” you stated even though you were also lying through your teeth, just partly, but you looked around the set of eyes placed on you as you fished your water bottle back into your bag.

“booo, that’s the wrong answer ow-” dk exclaimed as jihyo smacked his head, shutting down his antics completely.

“sorry y/n, we didn’t mean to pressure you or anything,” jihyo apologized as daniel sat down next to her, leaning his head on her shoulder while jihyo tilted her head to the left to meet with daniel’s.

“it’s fine you guys, i’m not one to talk about anything love related anyway…” you replied back looking at the lovely couple sitting across from you.

“i’m sure there’s someone for you y/n, we’re just saying that sana is literally the top candidate for you so i don’t know what needs to happen there, ” jihyo said as you simply nodded, oblivious to what you were thinking. you were aware that you alone would be the clear person sana would want to be in a relationship with. nobody else was in the running for her.

the problem is, you were running out of time to carry out the feelings you held within you for so long since you’ll be going away when the new year rolls around. nobody here knew that you accepted the offer to play professional soccer in england, until all of you heard a voice coming from the benches.

“hey! did i miss the shooting clinic!?”

the group looked at each other in question as everyone turned their attention to a single figure making their way closer to the edge of the eighteen yard box. “where have you been man? i called you twice today?!” you screamed out as you shot straight up to dap up blake in a hug, who you haven’t seen since the exit trials.

“i got backed up with traffic on the way here, but i see that you guys took a break so technically i made it on time.”

“that’s what happens when you wake up late dude!” you retort, breaking the hug with one of your well known teammates of three years. “how else am i gonna carry over the passes to the forwards if my left-back can’t even wake up on time for practices and games?!”

“yeah blake you’re always late, it’s either you or ni-ki that’s always the last one to show up for stretches!” dk shoots out, getting up to warm his legs up and rolled a ball over for him to do light movements.

“shut up dk! isn’t ni-ki our main striker up top? how did i get roped into this for already having a bad habit before the regular season started?” blake retaliates, kicking off his slides and setting his supreme bag on the ground as dk scrunched his face mischievously.

“how did the exit trials go? i heard you got fourth in the top ranking assessments!” daniel asked as jihyo and tzuyu both gasped in surprise, “speaking of which, didn’t you place high on the ranks y/n?” daniel added on, now bewildered waiting for your answer.

you and blake looked at each other, asking each other telepathically if it was okay to tell everyone what went down at the exit trials. you primed your lips back while blake pouted for a quick second before the both of you nodded at each other.

“so…all three of us got placed in the top five rankings.” blake said as a wave of gasps swept across the group. daniel and dk’s mouths dropped to the floor in shock as jihyo and tzuyu shrieked in celebration, proud of what their friends just achieved by the announcement they just heard.

“no way, even rin got a high rank!?” daniel asked in astonishment, “yep, i got placed fourth while rin took the second spot out of the thirty candidates.” blake continued as you scrunch your nose while smiling since you knew that blake had lost a bet between rin about who would be placed higher in the trials, the others weren’t aware of that since rin wasn’t here but in england using his remaining vacation break sightseeing through london, sporadically sending you and blake pictures of the football stadiums that were there.

“wait, if rin got a higher rank than you blake, where did y/n place?” dk asked, staring at you with laser focus, “i think it would be better for y/n to break the news to you guys.” blake brightly said as he looked towards you as everyone was left in question for your unknown position to be answered. you simply put both of your hands in your pockets and inhaled a breath before exhaling to build suspense.

“i was the one who got the top ranking spot….” you declared as everyone collectively was left in complete disbelief. the choir of “huhs” and “what” broke through the air as you jaws dropped and hands on mouths while blake simply looked down smiling at their reactions. it took a couple moments to process what you just said as you nonchalantly juggled a ball before anyone said anything.

“i don’t know why i was expecting someone else to take the top prospecting spot, but jesus christ y/n!”

“are we really that surprised with what he’s capable of? this dude is literally our fucking captain for a reason!?”

you smiled at both daniel and dk’s compliments as blake crossed his arms, now in his nike boots tying them up with double knots on both feet. tzuyu and jihyo were left speechless, they too had seen the games you guys have played and it was always an enjoyable show to watch because of how unbelievably good everyone was at what they did with you, blake, and rin included.

—

there were a few instances where the girls took every opportunity to come to any practices to watch you guys go through drills or five on five scrimmages and even the coaches jabbed jokes towards you and the rest of the team grabbing all the ladies.

“we didn’t have this much interest back when we were playing!” coach key said as rain was practically laughing his ass off after seeing the entourage of girls just sitting at the bleachers during one of the practices a month or two ago.

the team was running through some one-two passing drills with shooting as the finisher and ni-ki just went ahead of you. before you could do the drill, you quickly glanced over at the bleachers to see who showed up this time.

there was jihyo, nayeon, tzuyu, mina from chem class, momo had just walked over a second later, and of course sana, who looked extra cute wearing those slightly thick nerdy glasses again which were a backup pair since she forgot her go-to pair at home that day.

again, you got caught in sana’s ethereal features for a few seconds as you got struck in the back of the head with a ball by dk snapping your attention facing forward as coach rain was barking at you.

“what the hell are you staring at y/n?! you’re holding the line up lets go!!.”

“shit…” you mutter as ran ahead while dk, mingyu, and blake chuckled at you while completing the drill. after drilling the ball past rowoon in goal, you walked back scratching your nose, still embarrassed with what you did.

“is something the matter y/n? you look a little more pinkish than usual.” coach key asked as you furrowed your eyebrows together trying to cover the light blush, wiping your face in quick succession.

“i’m all good coach, don't worry about me.” you responded quickly.

“are you sure? i think the others say otherwise.” key says picking up on the scattered “pffts” and giggles heard behind you.

you sigh and look at your teammates with a blank expression - clearing your throat as everyone immediately shuts up, gaining another laugh from coach rain who was watching the whole thing next to key.

“that’s exactly why we made you captain of this team.” coach rain praised the present aura shimmering around you as he tapped key’s shoulder before walking away toward the half of the field to meet with the defensive coach bradley who was working some of the other reserve players.

as you lined back up for another round of drills, blake tapped your shoulder with a slight worry. which was natural for him to check up on you as he was the right hand man / vice captain of the team.

“are you good though, really?” he asked behind your ear.

“i’m fine blake it’s nothing.” you shot back, attempting to shut him down asking anymore questions.

“if you say so. kinda weird for you to act this way, i hope it’s not the girls since that would make sense-.”

“they just showed up, so i was wondering who came along this time!” you slightly raised your voice as blake chuckled at your reason.

“sure, but i don’t blame you for staring though.” blake simply said as you two continued to move up in the line. you sighed as you continued to reflect on what had happened, placing a hand on your chest as you felt a slight tug from within when you thought about sana. i’m not usually like this for some reason but why do i feel this way?

—

the short memory flashes out of your mind as dk kept asking questions to blake about the trial.

“so did you get approached by a professional team?”

thrown off by dk’s captivating question you look at blake in a slight panic as you knew the rules about transfers, especially how players aren’t allowed to disclose negotiations to individuals who are outside of the said party. blake however, didn’t fully grasp the seriousness of this as he looked back at you in confusion, only realizing what he was about to do.

“oh, we weren’t allowed to say this to anyone yet?” he asked.

“well this is news for me too soo…...” you replied back as blake was mumbling to himself, determining if it was a good idea to announce it to the group here right now or not.

“how bout’ this, if you say yours, then i’ll say mine. it’s only fair.” blake proposed after a few seconds with you puckering your lips together, tempted at the indirect dare he made.

“deal, but you go first since the vice cap gets minor priority.” you announce as everyone sitting in front of you two paid close attention. “so to double down on dk’s question, did you get signed by anybody?”

“i did.” blake announced, “but it’s with a team in germany.” wow, you didn’t see that coming as you were suddenly interested to see where he was going.

“it’s frankfurt.” he continued, “the aaronson twins are there too getting some playtime so it won’t be as boring.”

“i bet they’re still salty they lost to us in the finals.” daniel butted in after hearing the last bit from laying down on the grass.

“that was a year ago anyway so i doubt it.” you acknowledged as jihyo and tzuyu clapped their hands, proud of blake’s announcement, showering him with “woops” and “yays.”

“alright now it’s your turn y/n, did you get signed?” daniel asked now with everyone listening in once again.

“I actually did just yesterday.” you proclaim as everyone gasped in a slight shock with how fast the process was.

blake tilted his head in genuine wonder, “okay, now you’ve got me over here thinking, by who!?”

“brighton, it’s brighton.” you said in a serious tone.

“no shot…” dk said as a jolt went through his body that caused him to drop his water bottle.

“wait, you’re gonna be playing in the prem?” daniel now with a distressed tone to his question.

“yep.” you said simply, “who would’ve thought huh?”

“a straight ticket to the premier league? what the fuck are you y/n a robot?” blake questioned as he shot back up with the fingers on his right hand kneading his forehead, still trying to relish in your announcement.

“so that’s like the best of the best in terms of competing?” jihyo asked as tzuyu was just left speechless.

“it’s one of the top five leagues across europe! they’re super competitive over there!” dk exclaimed as he was visibly shaking in his hands, trying to calm down in a frantic motion. you waved your hands in an up and down motion towards dk, trying to make him return to his normal breathing state as everyone wanted to know more details about your announcement that you were supposed to keep under wraps.

“there’s still some things left to be worked out with the contract, the bottom line is that they want me over there to start playing as soon as possible.” you continued as everyone pulled their attention back.

“yeah it would make sense for them to make a move since enciso will be out for the season indefinitely right?” blake asked, “i read that he’ll be undergoing surgery for his acl rupture.”

“i also watched some of his matches and considering your playstyle is very similar to his, brighton have done wonders with their scouting once again!” daniel added in exhilaration.

“exactly.”

“who else knows about this?” tzuyu asked, who had been quiet for a majority of the conversation.

“aside from my parents, there’s you guys and rin that’s all.” you answered.

“have you told sana about this yet? does she know about the whole academy trial thing?” daniel asked as jihyo ooohed next to him, bumping his arm.

“she knows about the whole trial thing but-” you stopped for half a second. shit. your mind panics at the fact that you haven’t broke the news to sana yet. before your thoughts could fall into defcon 1 protocols,

“i was gonna tell her but she stayed over at momo’s place going over their japanese project for class,” you said as you scratched your head, saving your own skin from any additional suspicion.

“ah i see.” dk replied again, now itching to get some shots up as he continued to roll a ball around his feet. picking up on this, you clapped your hands together and coughed slightly.

“alright! what are we sitting and standing here for? i thought tzuyu needed practice against us shooters!?” tzuyu looked shocked as she shot immediately straight up, bolting for the goal collecting laughs from everyone because of her eagerness.

as everyone starts to get up from the grass with soccer balls rolling about, blake walks over to you and clasps your shoulder,

“so if things play out this season, i bet we’ll play against each other in one of the european competitions.” he vexed as you scoffed at his interesting speculation.

“who knows, i’d smoke you anyway! do i have to remind you about our one v ones?”

blake cocked his head at your remark before patting your shoulder again, acknowledging that you were the one always winning in the end when it came to competing between you and him.

“we’re getting food after this right?” he asked.

“if everyone else is down then yes.”

—

a jazzy tune is softly blasting on the speakers as your mom hummed to the speaker while cooking you dinner. you were sitting on the kitchen island with your laptop watching the highlights of the manchester city vs chelsea game from earlier, which was a thriller with both sides sharing four goals each at the end of added time.

you had a journal out in front of you that was a birthday gift from sana from last year while she was out of town for the week visiting her aunt when you got randomly sick despite being perfectly fine the day before. go figure. she also wrote a short note on the first page when you opened the journal which makes you crack a small smile every time you read it.

“to my superstar y/n, i hope this journal will be an extension of myself and my heart for you to pen your thoughts. enjoy the cute koala plushie i picked out for you as well as some of the other favorite things i got that you love. happy birthday again baby and i’ll see you very soon.”

xoxo ~ sha <3

even if she had an astonishing way of words, she still made sure to put a touch of flirting any chance she could. sana was the only person who had access to this journal besides its writer and you intend to keep it that way. flipping through the pages of your journal that was filled with paragraphs of your thoughts and feelings, or reflections of past soccer matches with a mix of sana’s doodles here and there whenever you two would be hanging out or studying.

the latest entry you wrote in was the contract offer as well as your own thoughts about the whole situation. nothing too extreme as you were excited and happy that this path was now forming as you were walking on it, but you wrote wondering if it would be too late to somewhat confess to sana before going overseas. the chances are good–but why was the risk holding you back?

you snapped out from staring at your journal when you hear dex singing the same song coming from the speaker as he walked into the kitchen / dining area. turning around to give him a quick dap before hugging your mom who had just finished cooking.

“well if it isn’t my big time client now!” dex exclaimed as he made his way back to you, clawing your head with both of his hands playfully as waved your left arm over to make him stop, laughing at his infectious approach.

“did you forget that you’re always on the clock when you come here?” you asked.

“hey! even agents need to have their time off so bite me.” dex shot back, wearing a yeezy gap hoodie that you gifted to him as a christmas gift paired with washed baggy jeans with slim shoes. you and dex always had a fashion off over who had the better outfit, but usually it’d be all even between you two because of how similar the clothing styles you rocked.

“how’s your mom dex?” your mom asked as he slid a plate of homemade tacos over for you and dex to eat.

“she’s doing well actually! my mom says congrats to y/n for getting the contract thanks to yours truly.” he replied as he bowed at the end of that sentence which earned a laugh from your mom as he got the sauces from the cabinet.

you closed your journal and put it away in your bag while your laptop was showing another premier league match that caught dex’s attention as he sat down, reaching over for a taco.

“i hate how you practically live here.”

“oh shut up y/n, it’s not my fault that your house is directly right across from mine.”

you chuckled at his argument as you too grabbed a taco to eat, your mom placing glasses of water for the both of you. “thank you mrs. l/n!” dex said as your mom just simply hummed in response before walking towards the dining table to finish her teacher related work.

“so when are we leaving for england?” you asked, finishing a bite of your taco as dex took a swig of water.

“our flight is on the third of january, so just right after new years,” dex replied as you looked slightly puzzled while nodding.

“they’re still trying to iron out the details with the league, but your official documents are set to be signed within the first two weeks following your arrival.”

you sighed at the realization once again, the mixed feeling of accomplishment and disbelief cooled over your body.

“i still can’t believe we made it…after everything that we’ve been through together…” you sniffed, internalizing the countless hours of practicing and games along with the decisions that carried the guilt of sacrifice in order to make it this far.

hanging your head down with a slight dejection, dex smacked your back, cheering your mood up as he saw a goal being scored. “oh shit!-my bad y/n.” he yelled, realizing that he spaced out from your laptop, proceeding to give you light taps on your shoulder this time.

“don’t get all sappy now, we aren’t even in the good parts yet!” dex said as he continued to comfort you while eating another taco he grabbed.

“we’re about to enter a whole new echelon of your dreams.”

“that’s what i’m afraid of…”

“don’t be, you’re not giving me enough credit for getting you signed as it is anyway!”

“i will literally toss your ass out of this house if you don’t shut up! leeching off of me like your life depended on it!” you cried out chuckling as dex laughed at your banter towards him, cooling off after a few seconds.

“so have you talked to sana about it?” dex asked.

“i haven't been able to, she’s been staying at momo’s since tuesday but we’ve been texting.” you replied showing an image that sana sent to you of momo laying flat next to the couch with the coffee table plastered with papers and stationary items.

“she said she’ll be back home tomorrow hopefully.” you gleamed putting your phone flat on the table.

“her birthday is coming up no?” dex asked quizzically.

“it is.”

“do you have anything in mind you want to do for her this year?”

“nope, not in the slightest.” you replied leaning back facing up to the ceiling.

you and dex sit in silence with the roar of the crowd blasting through your laptop speakers. a few seconds later and you jolt your head forward with a lightbulb going off in your brain. dex picks up on your sudden action and conveys a “hmm~”

“you thought of something, didn't you?”

“indeed i did, i need your help along with a few others.”

—

not to your surprise, sana didn’t come back the next day. she stayed a little bit longer at momo’s until that friday at the end of the week, claiming that the project had to be redone because momo had a completely different prompt than the actual one they were supposed to do.

you couldn’t help but laugh at sana’s reason since she sounded like a little kid complaining that they didn’t get what they wanted at the local grocery store, looking at her with more admirability than usual as you laid on her couch with your left arm draped over sana’s left shoulder while she was sitting on the floor, various makeup items scattered across the coffee table as the tv was on playing blues clues out of all shows she could’ve watched.

“when i told you that momo messed up big time, i meant she messed up big time.” sana said, who complained about the small incident of starting the project over since momo basically procrastinated the whole assignment altogether.

while she was doing that, you couldn’t help but laugh at her slight distress as she was scrounging up scattered items on the table and next to her.

“well good thing she had you as a partner otherwise she would’ve failed that project regardless.” you said as you sat up, scooching over to the perpendicular end of the table to get your fruit tea drink from chae’s.

sana leans her head back on the seat, sighing with a slight ache in her voice as she finished her last minute gift for an event you had to drive her to. you didn’t have any plans anyway so even if you did, sana’s event that she was invited to was strictly girls only-which meant that you didn’t have to dress casually as you wore a dark blue fleece sweater with baggy black sweats in comparison to sana who sat there wearing low waisted jeans with a cropped shirt, she had one more article of clothing behind her and slipped it on, which turned out to be one of your old soccer jerseys in tandem with a grey long sleeve under it as an additional layer.

“so what time are we supposed to leave for this so-called party?” you asked as sana kept shuffling around stuff around her.

“we’ll leave in a bit, i just have to-oh wait! you think you can help me with some makeup really quick?” sana inquired as you looked at her with a small surprise to her question. “what do you mean, help? you have some of the things here already why can’t you do it yourself?” you protested as you matched her height by sitting on the floor with her.

“most of the makeup i need is up in my room! i don’t need to do much i just need your help with one thing!” sana shot back as you limped your body at her while she whined at your action.

“y/nnnn, do me this one favor pleaseeeeee?!” sana pleaded, making her voice babyish to appease you.

you groaned at her adorable act, knowing that she’ll always have her way no matter how big or small the task was.

“fine since you don’t want to do it for me, i’ll do it myself then.” she mumbles.

“wait sana no, that’s not what i meant.”

“it sure sounds like that to me, y/n.” sana says with a pout directly at you.

“just come scoot over and i’ll help you.” you ordered.

“nope! you said that you didn’t want to, so there goes your chance.” sana retorted. claiming her small victory as she smiled proudly.

you huffed out a heavy sigh of hair as you reached over to grab a lip brush that was on the table in front of you. sana looks at you, questioning what you were trying to do as you sat back on the floor again now with your left knee upwards parallel to the leg of the coffee table. shifting your upper body soon after and reaching with your arm to grab sana’s wrist, pulling her towards you while sana was caught off guard with your action. you overestimated your used strength as sana almost toppled you over, bracing herself by placing her left hand on your knee. the arm you pulled her with was almost all the way back, putting her face just mere inches away from yours, breaths hitching for just a slight second at the sudden closeness.

“sorry.” you mutter, loosening your grip on her wrist.

“it’s okay, i just need a touch up of lip blush, that's all.” sana mumbles as she adjusts herself more steadily. nodding at her request, you propped yourself up, extending a pinky to her jaw as you prepared to brush her lips.

tension hung in the air as you carefully took your time with sana’s lips, ensuring that there was no missing spot as you added a little more blush. her lips were amazingly perfect, almost a perfect oval shape with every nuance in both her upper and lower lip made it seemingly sculptured flawlessly. the pounding of your heart rang in your ears more loudly than usual, making you make accidental eye contact for a millisecond. sana catches you staring as you tilted your head left and right as a poor cover, stopping for a second to lock with her eyes-giving you a seductive smirk as your face exploded with redness. few more moments passed as you ensured her lips were properly touched up, placing the brush down back on the coffee table, content with your work.

“done.” you simply say. cheeks still flushed as you place your fingers under sana’s chin, checking if there were any mistakes, not noticing that sana’s cheeks were flushed pink as well.

sana makes eye contact with you again as you return her stare with your lips slightly agape, silence filling the room as you and here were staring into each other for the nth time. sana blinks twice, inching closer and closer to your face before your phone vibrated, indicating a call from either dex or your mom most likely.

sana then gets up as you answered the phone who turned out to be nayeon, who was asking where you and sana were, indicating that sana would be late for the start of the party. after a quick interrogation over the phone, you ended the call and headed toward the kitchen where sana was, preparing a small batch of brownies she baked to bring for the party.

you saw her shuffle the foil around the container as you stood across behind the kitchen island, staring at the back of her head while internalizing her small but cute stature.

“sha.” you called out to her, the nickname that very few people know her by, you having the most exclusivity to it however.

sana turns around, stopping whatever she was doing to give her full undivided attention to you, ensuing that this was something serious that you were about to tell her.

“yes y/n?” sana asked with a slight worry on her face. you chuckled at her expression, waving your hand in response. “it’s nothing bad i promise.-” you said to add more suspense, sana tilts her head in anticipation of what you were going to say to her.

“i got a contract offer for a team.”

sana’s eyes shot wide open at your news.

“i know the timing of this is weird and all, but-”

you were cut off suddenly as sana jumped at you, exclaiming in noises that could only be seen as happy and delight. your hands found their place on her waist as she tightly wrapped her arms around your neck.

“you should’ve told me sooner!!! that’s great news y/n!!!” sana exclaimed as she mushed your face with her hands, bursting out in laughter immediately after as she went for another hug with you holding her tightly this time.

she stays stuck to you for what feels like over a minute, but eventually she loosens herself off of you and stands in front of you, hand latched to hers.

“sorry for not telling you sooner sana, i just had to make sure it was all official before you know, announcing it and all.”

“it’s okay, you have your rules so i understand.” sana replies back with a smile still on her face.

“you do know what this means right? you asked, “we talked about if i did get a contract somewhere i would have to-”

“i know.” sana states firmly, knowing the gravity of your situation, “you explained it to me a while back so you don’t have to worry.” you dropped your shoulders at the thought you just spoke out, but you brushed that off aside with a sharp inhale before clicking your tongue.

“should we get going?” you asked sana again as she hummed in response to you, realizing that you’ve spent a little too long stalling sana away from nayeon’s girls night party as the two of you grabbed the essential items you needed before heading out the house.

—

a week passes and sana sits at her desk placing her legs on the bed in lieu of her usual footrest sitting below her which she found more comfortable. it’s just past noon and sana had just finished eating her late birthday lunch with her mom and dad downstairs who were cleaning up around the kitchen.

she scrolls through her phone at the multitude of notifications of birthday texts and birthday reposts on social media stories, making an effort to reply to almost all of them as she continues to tap away on her phone. her phone dings as she quickly swipes through the apps to see who had texted her, eyes widening at the message she just received.

y/n

happy birthday sha sha~ !

just finished practice, will come over later.

sana smiles like a fool at the text, noticing the nickname you coined for her back in middle school that only came up for sentimental moments like these as she presses her thumbs on the touchscreen.

sana

sounds good!

not going anywhere today

can’t wait to see you againnnn

y/n

shut up, you literally saw me last night

did i not drop you off after our boba run with momo and seungkwan???

sana

my bad not remembering, sorry

y/n

i live on the right of you i-

forget it lol

sana lets out a small laugh before switching back to reply to more stories on instagram, only to be interrupted by her mom calling from downstairs.

“sana! you have some visitors!” sana’s mom yells as the doorbell rang for a second time. “coming!” sana says as she speeds down the steps, opening the door wide open only to be surprised by the girls.

“surprise!”

“you guyssss.” sana whines as she was startled at the sudden appearance of momo, nayeon, jihyo, and dahyun who had various small items that looked like sweets and presents, with dahyun holding a small bouquet of lotus flowers as sana’s hands cover her mouth. a quick exchange of hugs as the four of them were invited in to chill for a little bit, conversing about the gifts that the girls gave to sana

“did you guys plan this?” sana asks jihyo, who was the natural leader of the friend group.

“well not exactly, but i did help with some of the stuff.” jihyo replied as nayeon nudged herself next to her on the couch.

“there’s more where that came from just letting you know.” nayeon adds in as sana wore a puzzled look on her face.

“what do you mean more?” she asks as the whole group of girls are startled by the sudden sound of the window - which turned out to be jeongyeon as she laughed hysterically, followed by a couple more people after her

“jeong you can’t scare us like that!” momo exclaims as the door opened revealing dk, bang chan, jeongyeon, miyeon, and dex. the living room flooded with hand daps, hellos, and hugs as there were quick exchanges of how everyone was doing.

“you should’ve thrown a party sana!” bang chan exclaims as he hugged sana, moving side to side since it had been ages since she last saw him.

“what are you doing here?! i thought you weren’t coming home until next week!? she “angrily” said with a light voice, punching his arm as bang chan laughed, “well surprise!!” going in for another hug after not seeing her close family friend for a long time since he was abroad or his studies.

“is that everyone?” mingyu asked, looking at the abundance of people now sitting in the living room.

“i think so, this is it for now.” jihyo replied, sipping a glass of water and placing it back on the coffee table as the room filled up with more talking. sana sees dex heading on his way out the door, stopping him as he was about to answer his call. “where’s y/n?” she asked, with a worried pout in her voice. dex chuckled at sana’s antic, “she said that something came up, so i’m going to help her real quick.” sana nodded as she hugged dex again, thanking him for coming over to the surprise gathering before going back to the group to take pictures that her mom was offering as dex walked out the door. sana glances out the window, wondering if you were going to show up later or not.

—

a couple hours had already passed and it was nearing sundown, sana went back up to her room after everyone had left almost two hours prior, having the small snacks that dahyun had brought as well as some of the cookies your mom had made for the entire group.

looking at the pastel blue sky as it started to turn pinkish toward the horizon, she couldn’t help but feel a growing hole in her chest as she trudged over to her bed, lying face flat for only a few seconds before hearing the doorbell downstairs. sana assumed that her mom would answer the door right away - only to hear her yelling for the second time today.

“sana! you have one more visitor!” her mom yells as she makes her way down the stairs again. sana wonders who would come at this hour, the thought tells her that it would be dex since he left his glasses on the coffee table after playing jenga with dk and mingyu but she could worry about that later.

her hand reaches for the doorknob and twists it, opening it to see the one person she had hoped to see all day, you.

you stood on the other side of the door wearing your glasses with one of your hands behind your back. sana tilts her head at the arm as you flashed it out - a bouquet mixed with roses and bouquets. sana gasps, putting her hands to her face at the surprise you had in front of her.

“sorry for being late, i came to pick you up.”

“where are we going?” sana asks you as you put a finger to your lips.

“shhh, you’ll see it when we get there now go get ready.” you reply back as sana turns around and dashes up to her room to get changed.

sana returns to her usual passenger princess mode as she enters the tesla. as you and her buckled yourselves into the seats, you stop for a second to fish something in the center console, grabbing a blindfold which was a sleeping mask. sana looks at you with a raised eyebrow, taking the hint that you were “implying”.

“it’s not what you think it is, you pervert.” you say as you hand the blindfold to her, sana punching your arm immediately after your dirty thought.

“hey! i didn’t even say a word!” she retorts as you chuckle at her light blush flooding on her face, humming at her answer before driving the car out the driveway. you stop the car before you even pass your house, sana looking at you with a stale expression again.

“keep that blindfold on until i tell you to take it off.” you instructed.

“is this the part where you take me to your special room like in fifty shades of grey?”

“god no, and you know i despise that movie anyway.” you immediately respond as you roll away while sana puts on the blindfold, still wondering where you were taking her.

—

the drive to your secluded spot for your special surprise to sana was filled with flirty exchanges and multiple “are we there yets” pushing you to the brink of insanity but something that you were used to with sana as you arrived in the back section of a hill facing the brimming sunset.

“we’re here.” you say as you set the tesla on park with sana looking around, blindfold on her face, laughing as she kept frantically looking with a smile on her face. you exit the car, catching dex at the spot on the hill that you and him set up together, essentially leaving him while you pick up sana on the passenger side, guiding her toward the picnic blankets.

“where are we y/n?” sana asks as she continues to walk forward, your hands placed on her waist nearing closer to where dex was standing.

“almost there just a few more steps.” you answered, finally arriving at the spot. dex rolling his eyes at you as he watched your dumb smile at the plan you devised last week.

“here we are. you can take the blindfold off now.” you told sana as she pulled down on the sleep mask, gasping at the cute picnic setup you took a couple hours to perfect. the spot on the hill had a perfect view of the sunset just before touching the horizon.

the picnic blanket had a bottle of red wine, along with a basket that had various snacks that you and sana liked when eating together. in addition there was a charcuterie with cheeses, saltine crackers, some salami, and small slices of bacon. topping it off another bouquet of flowers laid on the blanket with your portable speaker playing soft classical music.

sana was left in amazement at your surprise, hugging you tightly after, burying her head in your chest and stayed there for a moment. you signaled dex to get the last few things from his car as sana pulls away from you, “let's sit down, i have dex getting something for me really quick”

“you really planned all this for me?” sana asks as she takes in the various items that are laid out on the blanket, “i was wondering why you couldn’t come over earlier with everyone, and dex helped you?”

“yes he did, he did most of the heavy lifting well not really but still.” you reply back as dex comes back with a small bag with more snacks inside of it.

“thanks again for guarding this dex, i owe you big time.” you say as dex chuckles at you, grabbing a quick bite of the chocolates inside the bag, “oh you definitely do, the next meal we get together is gonna be on your tab.” he states, fistbumping you before leaving you two alone to enjoy your special birthday date.

“so was this everything like you imagined for a surprise?” you asked sana as she shuffled herself into your left arm, sighing in content with what you did.

“this was amazing y/n. i couldn’t have asked for anything more. thank you.” sana replies, hugging you again, inhaling the sweet cherry scent of her hair before pulling away. “are you sure we’re gonna be able to eat all of this?” she asks again, grabbing another bite of the saltine crackers as you laugh at her act.

—

after going through multiple snack bags and half the bottle of red wine, you and sana were talking about the various gifts that she received earlier in the day - how she got various gift cards from family relatives to use online and noting how she got a betty boop handbag from one of her other classmates who stole it after her modeling gig a while back. as she told these stories from earlier, you kept your attention on her with so much affection pooling through your eyes. the way that she was cutely layered with a brown overcoat with a hoodie underneath, the light breeze passing through her hair making her more ethereal than she already was.

she goes on with her tangent for a few more moments before returning eye contact with you, getting lost in your eyes before looking away, your face getting slightly red as well as hers.

“so…do you have a gift for me?” she asks, returning her gaze on you as you scrunch your face at her.

“of course i did.” you reply, fishing through your bag to get two small boxes that were black, one being longer compared to the short one that was in your right hand. sana looks at you confused, slightly anxious to see what you had for her this year.

“so i kept your present from last year into consideration.” you started off saying, opening the first box to reveal a necklace with a wax seal on it showing a simple heart with a message coating it. sana lightly screams at one of your romantic gifts as you take it out to give her a better look.

“the meaning of the wax seal means, my heart is eternally yours - given to that special someone you value everything that you are and what you do.” sana pouts at your sentence as you motion her to come around and put the necklace on her, brushing her hair onto one side to make it easier for you. soon after it’s on, she looks at it while you fish out the same necklace hidden in your crewneck to match hers.

“aw, matching necklaces? what’s the other box for?” sana playfully asks as you grab the other box from behind you, opening it to show matching rings. you smirked as sana was left speechless with her flawless guess, while you took the bigger ring out for you to wear on your right ring finger.

“matching rings, and this relates to what i’m about to say” you reply as sana leans in, now fully interested with the possible thought of what you might be doing, shifting her body closer to you as you showed her the simple but sleek ring you were wearing.

“you have been a constant pillar of support i can always rely on for as long as i remember aside from my own parents of course,” you say confidently despite your heart gradually accelerating by the second.

“i love what we have going on already between us, all the sweet and happy moments that are always filled with a brand new adventure every single day.” sana scoots even closer as you take her hand, clasping it with yours.

“whenever i’m with you, there’s a few seconds where my heart just starts beating like crazy - and at first i thought it was weird at first, but then the more and more it happens whenever its us hanging out like this or whenever we’re with everyone else and-” your mind was short circuiting as sana lightly laughs at you with your head in between your arms, you then look back up inching your face closer to sana’s, your heart pounding in your ears at 150%.

“soooo what’s your point y/n?.” sana asks you, slightly oblivious and in a slight instant — you couldn’t contain yourself any longer.

“this.” you simply replied, lightly placing your fingers under her jaw, breath slightly hitching as you leaned forward, catching her off guard as you placed your lips on hers.

sana hummed in surprise as she was unprepared, but was able to catch on kissing you right back, eyes slowly closing as she cupped your cheek. senses overloading at the new sensation acquired as you notice the slight taste of peach chapstick on her extremely soft lips and you wanted to remember how your lips fit perfectly with hers. you pull away for a second to catch your breath before sana pulls you right back in for more, tilting heads in interchanging directions as you slowed the pace of your second kiss together, taking more and more time passing as you and her try to keep this moment from ever ending. it was then sana’s turn to stop, eyes fluttering open as they meet yours as you went for another slow, intimate kiss, pulling on her left thigh to bring her closer to you as she wraps her arm around your neck, right hand tangling with your hair before sharing one more final kiss and pulling away soon after.

you finally did it, and she couldn’t be any more happier.

hands lingering on each other’s body as you stare into sana’s eyes again, lips brushing together slightly parted as your hearts could basically flatline at any given second. sana then lightly pecks your lips before placing her forehead against yours.

“two years,” sana begins saying, “two years is how long i’ve waited for you to do that.” you softly laugh at her observation. “god you’re so cute.”

the beating in your heart calms down after cashing out all of your feelings you’ve had for sana, the realization of what you did finally registering in your head as you look away from sana for a second, cheeks completely flushed before coughing because of the small specks of pollen that went up your nose.

‘i have a really bad thing with timing, so i hope this isn't too late.” you mumble, recalling what will eventually happen when the new year rolls in the next couple weeks. sana notices the tone in your voice, now worried about your expression,

“when do you leave?” she asks.

“two days after new years.” you answer, sana’s face somewhat crestfallen after hearing the news, “but we still have time until then, i just wish i did this sooner…” your voice trailed off with regret carried with it.

sana sccoches herself to you again, placing her head on your shoulder as she hugged you in comfort, sighing out at the beautiful view set in the distance while grazing her fingers on your hand.

“i think this is perfect already.” sana says to you, looking at her with a puzzled look on your face.

“really?” she hummed at your simple question.

“i’m not mad at you, nor will i ever be mad at you for anything y/n. i’m just happy that you and i can finally let out our feelings together without having reservations.”

a warm smile riddled across your face as you leaned in to press another soft peck onto her lips. sana giggles after you pull away again, grinning,

“hearing the things you say give me so much confidence, knowing that i can take on the world with my girlfriend right beside me.” you say as you stood up with your arms out wide, mimicking a goal celebration while sana laughed at your act.

not long after the first hours of the evening, you walk back sana to the front door of her house, turning around to you with inviting arms for a hug, gladly accepting the offer as you open your arms for sana to slot herself in. circling your arms around her waist as her arms hooked onto your back, your chin touching the top of your head, indicating the cute height difference between you and her like a sculpture that should be showcased as the main centerpiece of an art museum, letting the silence fill up with the brightly dimmed light sitting just above you two.

she looks up at you, pursing her lips together for a kiss as you cup her cheeks, pressing your lips onto hers again for one more smooch that was now filled with love and butterflies, pulling away staring into sana’s eyes that look like they could be filled with stars.

“best birthday present ever.” she hummed as you kissed her forehead, hugging her tightly once more before stepping back.

“had to save the best for last you know?” you amusingly as sana chuckled at your quick remark, having her head over heels for you once again as placed your hands behind your back as you walked down the steps of her house.

“let’s do something tomorrow?” sana asks as you turned back around immediately after her question.

“of course, i’m always down to do anything with you.”

—

the airport terminal was a little bit busier than usual as you stood there at the rotating door, endlessly spinning as people weaved in and out of it. this was it - “d-day” as dex called it, where you finally leave the hometown you have stayed at for almost the entirety of your life before embarking on your dream head on.

your two cases of luggage and backpack were all that you brought along with your parents who came to see you off while dex kept it simple with his single carry-on bag. dex and rin’s agent yujin had managed to come to an agreement for you and rin to live together, making it more convenient and the transition more smoothly since both of your living habits were strikingly similar.

“alright, that’s everything that we brought yeah?” dex asks you, turning to your left side facing him.

“our flight is in two hours, so i think we’ll be fine.” you reply back, pulling the handles of both of your luggages. a voice calls you from the distance, making you look the opposite direction, tilting your head at the small entourage of people approaching you; dk, mingyu, yuta, jihyo, daniel, tzuyu, han, hyunjin, dahyun, miyeon, and lastly sana.

“you guys really don’t know when to give me space do ya.” you say as you dapped up daniel as the others started to form a crowd behind him.

“don’t think you can leave without saying goodbye y/n!” dk chided, beaming his smile at you as you facepalmed at his comical stupidity. “either way, you will come back home regardless so you’ll know where we’ll be at.” he added as you nodded.

“that’s why i made you captain, i know the team will be in good hands with you leading.” you replied back as you stepped forward for a hug, patting his back firmly. you pulled back and looked at everyone else who came, content with the turnout.

“thank you guys for coming. it really means a lot to me and i promise i’l come back in once piece.” you said as you picked up a sniffle coming from tzuyu, leaving you in a small shock as you went forward to hug her in comfort. soon after everyone picks up on tzuyu crying, everybody went in for a group hug as sana was the second person after you to hug tzuyu from behind. after a few moments had passed, the group hug broke as you started to hug everyone one by one again.

“this won’t be a goodbye, but we’ll definitely see you soon in the matches!” yuta exclaimed as mingyu pulled you in for a headlock, tapping his arm frantically while everyone laughed at you struggling.

“you’ll be sending us stuff right?” jihyo asked you with an eyebrow raised at you.

“of course i will, you just gotta wait for them.” you answered as you started grabbing your luggage. most of the group had begun to go back home all except for one person–sana, who was standing in front of you with a simple smile on her face, wearing both the necklace and the other ring in her left ring finger you gifted to her on her birthday.

you pulled her in for a hug, caressing her hair as she nuzzled into your right collarbone. taking in the last whiffs of your cologne and the way your body felt on hers as she hugged you.

“i already told you that we’ll keep in touch, right?” you asked as she looks up at you with a pout that could snap your heart into multiple pieces, lip quivering slightly as you pulled her in for another hug.

the day before celebrating new years, you and her talked about how this new relationship would be handled, planning a bunch of contingencies in case one would miss the other person greatly. you and sana had spent all the time you could before this moment, doing everything possible–the only change now was the increase of skinship and small kisses that you and her shared together every chance possible when hanging out.

you and sana rarely ever fight against each other, but there were many tests and trials that would be overcomed together. a long-distance relationship would be the ultimate test for you two, the contrasting work schedules, time difference, match days, the list went on and on but you and sana were determined to make it work.

this was a completely new circumstance, you and sana were slightly worried of what might happen but were very confident in the road that lies ahead for you.

“i will miss you being around here.” sana says, tears welling up in her eyes as you wiped them off her, pulling her face in for a long kiss, wanting to not part away from her face. you then retreat your head back with thumbs massaging her cheeks.

“you probably know this, but i love you.” you say as sana laughs out, lightening up the mood as she hugs you for one last time.

“promise to call me when you get settled in?”

“you don’t even have to ask.” you say as dex taps your shoulder, “y/n, time to go.” you nodded at him as your parents handed you your luggages, giving them another loving hug with your mom fighting back tears as your dad rubbed her back.

“my baby is all grown up now.” your mom says, pressing your face together.

“ma, i’ll be back before you know it.” you say, shutting down her worries as you hug both of your parents for one last time, walking away to the rotating door of the entrance. you stopped in your tracks as dex looked at you with your back turned to him, walking up to sana to give her two more kisses, the second one being a short, subtle peck.

“i love you.” you whispered to her, your voice giving endearing confidence, “i’ll see you soon okay?”

sana nods as she lets go of your lingering arm before watching you and dex enter the spinning door, waving to sana and your parents, smiling for one last time as you walk deeper inside the concourses of the airport, europe bound, and facing forward to your lifelong dream.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY & MOTHER’S DAY!

part of the el!hughes au!

y/n.hughes

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y/n.hughes imagine having the hottest, sweetest, most loving husband in the world. thankfully, i don’t have to imagine!

happy 22nd birthday to my best friend since i was 13, the best father i could’ve ever imagined to our beautiful baby girl, and my absolute world.

since we were tiny teenagers, you put the stars in my sky. you went from my friends brother, to my best friend, to my boyfriend, to my fiancé, to my husband, to the most amazing baby daddy. i’m so proud of how far you’ve come and i’m so grateful to have been by your side for all of it.

thank you for choosing me to love you for the rest of our lives.

i hope you have the best birthday, love!

p.s. if only teenage us could see us now!

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jackhughes thank you lovie ❤️ i’m so thankful that i have you in my life, for the rest of my life. i love you so much!

y/n.hughes 22 birthday kisses incoming!

trevorzegras lemme get in on that action! 😚😚

y/n.hughes @/trevorzegras come over! come see your niece and your bff’s!

trevorzegras @/y/n.hughes on my way!

lhughes_06 happy bday bro!

jackhughes thanks lil bro!

user37 THEY’RE SO CUTE 😭 MY PARENTS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACK!!

trevorzegras let’s blast some t-swift! happy 22, dude!

jackhughes thanks bro! lovie’s already had 22 on repeat all morning, she beat you to it

trevorzegras that’s my best friend!

nicohischier happy birthday hughesy! had fun last night!

jackhughes thanks cap! me too!

_quinnhughes happy birthday little brother! see you soon!

jackhughes thank you quinny! see you soon!

colecaufield happy birthday jacky! 22 has never looked so good!

jackhughes thank you cole 😉

elblue6 happy birthday to my middle baby ❤️

jackhughes thank you mom! happy mother’s day!

_alexturcotte happy birthday stud!

jackhughes thanks bro!

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jackhughes happy mother’s day to the girl who shook my world!

this girl came into my life when i was 14, and i remember when quinn introduced us. we hit it off immediately and one of my first thoughts was “i’m gonna spend my life with this girl”

at the time, i didn’t think it in a romantic sense, but more of a ‘this girl is gonna be my best friend forever’ way. of course, i’m not surprised to find that i was right. the past seven years with her in my life have been nothing short of amazing.

and then she blessed me with our baby girl and showed me just how amazing she really is. this girl is the best wife, friend, and most importantly mother.

lovie, i can’t thank you enough for giving me the most amazing gift: el. and i can’t thank you enough for being the most selfless, caring, kindhearted mom to our girl.

i love you with my whole heart.

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y/n.hughes i love you so insanely much, sweet boy! thank you! and thank you again for the beautiful flowers this morning <3

jackhughes flowers are the absolute least i can do compared to what you do for me and el every day

trevorzegras happy mother’s day to my best friend! thank you for giving me my goddaughter!

y/n.hughes thank you bff! can’t wait to see you later!

trevorzegras i’m armed with gifts!

lhughes_06 happy mother’s day sis! thanks for being like a much too young second mother to me!

y/n.hughes thank you bubs!! and thank you for the cards from you and el this morning! those were the sweetest!

user27 EVERYONE’S FAV MILF! HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY Y/N!

_quinnhughes happy mother’s day sis! i could never have imagined you becoming my sister and the mother of my niece when i introduced you two, but i’m so glad that’s what happened!

y/n.hughes thank you huggy! for everything! <3

elblue6 happy mother’s day sweetheart! ❤️

y/n.hughes thank you momma! happy mother’s day to you as well! you did such an incredible job raising your boys!

colecaufield HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY BESTIE!! see you soon?!

jackhughes i’m not a mother, cole. but thank you! see you soon!

colecaufield well this is awkward…

y/n.hughes THANK YOU COLEY!! see you so soon! can’t wait to be back home with the gang!

_alexturcotte happy mother’s day, y/n/n! jack, you better make her entire day!

y/n.hughes thank you turcs! we’ve been switching between spoiling each other all day!

nicohischier happy mother’s day to the team mom! thanks for always bringing us snacks and hosting team dinners!

y/n.hughes thank you neeks! it’s my pleasure!

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y/n.hughes THANK YOU!!!

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redbleedingrose · 1 year

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Hiya!

So sunday was my bday - and i was wondering if you had any sort of head cannons about Az - idk if this makes sense - like being posessive with a slightly insecure reader. Like say they are at a resturant or something and some is being rude to you and Az is just like 'Nah thats my girl' type vibe yk?

Sorry for always rambling.

Always much love and support through the days!

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Hello my lovely devoted reader 🍸!!!

I am so sorry for the late reply! I hope you had the most amazing birthday!!

And please let me know what you think, hopefully you liked this and it met your expectations!

Okay, so let's be so clear, Azriel is the most protective of the bat boys towards his mate. Like Cassian is always showing off his girl, and Rhys doesn't even feel the need to be protective because first off, he knows that they can take care of themselves and take anyone down, but also because he is so freaking cocky, he just knows that no one would be able to steal them away.

But Az?? Azriel is a protective to the max. He always has been and he always will be. Part of that comes from his Illyrian roots, and the intrinsic need to protect you. But also, he is secretly fearful that you would find someone else who is better than him. Because in his mind, he doesn't deserve someone as perfect as you. He doesn't deserve someone as beautiful, kind, elegant, funny, and intelligent as you. Another part of his protectiveness stems from the fact that you are his mate. His. The spymaster of the night court. Darkness incarnate. He has made many enemies throughout his five centuries of living. Enemies that would do just about anything to see his downfall, even if it means hurting an innocent female, especially if that means hurting the one person Azriel cannot live without, you.

And so...

He is silently always watching. When you are in the same room, he soaks in your presence, and cannot force himself to look away. Because you are the most stunning creature that he has ever met. Because you are the love of his life.

He also has ordered one of his shadows to constantly be around you. And he thinks you haven't noticed, but of course you have. You know your mate. You know his tendencies to be protective. You know the fears that he holds close to his chest, hidden away from everyone, even his brothers, but impossible to hide from you.

And honestly...

You don't mind the protectiveness. You actually bask in it.

You adore the little shadow that follows you around. It has become your silent friend who helps you with whatever task you are working on. Once, you were cooking dinner for you and Az, and the glass bowl slipped from your hands. Had his shadow not been there, the bowl would have shattered into thousands of little pieces. But the shadow was there. And in an attempt to protect you from any harm, it caught the bowl, lifting it back to your hands. And since then, anytime you ask the shadow to do something for you, it will.

You adore the way that Az stares at you. How he eyes you up and down in whatever it is that you chose to wear for the day. How you are the first person he looks for when he enters a room. How his gaze remains focused on you, even while in conversation with someone else. How he looks at you like you have placed every star in the sky.

Before Azriel, you struggled with the way you looked.

But with him...

With him... with the way he glares at any male who has the gall to speak to you. With the way he practically worships the ground that you walk on. With the way his hazel eyes glow with reverence every time he catches your gaze. With the way he kisses you, so softly, so gently, with his hands cupping your cheeks and pulling you flush against him. With the way he touches you like you are holy, like you are a goddess that has graced him with your blessings. With the way he makes love to you, slow and smooth at first, savoring your scent, your body, your kisses. With the way it always devolves into desperation, into longing, into an ache that builds and builds and builds until saccharine release that floods the bond that ties your hearts and souls together.

Release that has his pupils blown so wide, the depths of his iris’ disappear. Release that has his breathe stolen from him, gasping puffs of air against your lips. Release that has his entire body quivering, and his wings flaring to span across the bed.

With him, you can’t help but feel like the Mother took her time creating you, perfecting you for the most handsome mate. Azriel stole almost every drop of insecurity that stains your self image. So rarely do you now experience the dark inkling of doubt in yourself. So rarely.

But it does happen once every blue moon.

And every time it does, Azriel is right there with you. Right in your corner. Slipping in murmurs of compliments and praise every chance he can get. Having his shadows curl around the curves of your body, and playing with your hair before tugging you towards their master so he can hold you in a tight embrace. Pressing soft kisses onto every inch of exposed skin you grace him with that day. And just like that, the small flame of insecurity flickers out.

Only today...

Today, Azriel was out on a mission all day, and would be meeting you at Mariana’s, the diner the shadowsinger took you to after you finally agreed to a date with him, “Just give me one night doll, just one, and I promise I will change your mind about me,” he murmured into your ear as he swayed your body against his on Starfall. That date had been the single event that solidified your feelings towards the powerful male. And since then, every month, you would meet at Mariana’s to share a milkshake like you had that night.

Today, Azriel hadn’t been here to comfort you as you feel into a spiral of insecurity. His pulses of love down the bond were met with a wall of self doubt that you were holding tight. The dress that Azriel had bought you months ago was just not fitting you right. The way it clung to your hips felt awkward as you stared at yourself in the mirror. Eventually, you had moved to fixing your hair and smearing on a sheer lip stain, and even that hadn’t worked out as you had hoped. Your hair decided to not cooperate today, and your lip stain had only melted into the inner parts of your lips, making your mouth seem much smaller than it was. Despite not feeling good about the way you were looking, you knew in your heart that Az would look at you as though you were the center of his universe, and that soothed the dull ache as you placed the sapphire earrings on.

You clutched at the wool of your colbat blue overcoat that matched the spymasters siphons, briskly walking through the rainbow to meet at the little table seated out in the corner of the patio, letting the wind brush through your hair. Azriel’s shadow followed dutifully behind you, snaking through the dark corners of the walkway. Unsurprisngly, the diner was packed to the brim, flowing with regulars and new customers. Mariana’s milkshakes were that of legend. You peaked above the heads that were seated, trying to spot the wavy onyx hair that belonged to your mate, but came up empty. You had shown up fifteen minutes early, and knowing your mate, he would likely show up in five. You both had a habit of showing up to your little excursions early, too excited to see one another again. And this time, you had chosen to meet right after his scheduled mission debrief with Rhys and Cass.

You silently seated yourself at the table, resting your chin into the palm of your hand as the tiny shadow slithered around the restaurant, taking note of all the patrons who were within 50 feet of you. Your fingers stroked the checkered fabric that was placed over the table as you waited for your mate, content with the quiet chatter around you as a distraction from the excitement of finally being in Az’s arms again.

You already knew how this would go. He, in his spymaster fashion, silent as the darkness that encompasses him in warm comfort, would seat himself in the chair right next to you instead of the one in front of you. You already knew he would card his scarred fingers through your hair, gently tugging you into a warm kiss before sliding your chair by the bottom right up to his. You already knew he would then wrap his arm around the back of your chair, allowing for his warmth that he seems to radiate to seep into your chilled skin, before signaling the waiter to come take your order. That is how things always go between you. That is how it has always gone between you.

So you certainly weren’t expecting for this random male to slide into the chair across from you.

And you certainly weren’t expecting for him to reach out and grab a hold of your wrist with his cold, slightly wet palm from what you could only hope was sweat.

Startled by the sudden contact from a male who was practically a stranger, you gasped trying to yank your arm out of his hold, “Excuse me.”

But the blonde males grip on you was tight. Unrelanting. “You’re excused sexy,” he smirked at you, leaning in closer to your face with all sense of personal space apparently gone, the alcohol in his breath wafted into your nose had you nearly gagging. “What’s a gorgeous lady like yourself sitting her all alone looking pretty?” he jeered at you, ignoring the obvious discomfort that was strained across your face. The cold whisper of Azriel’s shadow had wrapped around your wrist, helping you in the effort to pull your arm away as you calmly replied, “I’m here with my mate. Leave me alone.”

His smirk dropped at your statement, a dangerous glint flashed across his blue eyes that had darkened into ice, “I’m just talkin’ to you, you stupid bint. You think you’re better than me?” The grip he had on your wrist tightened, nearly cutting off the circulation as Azriel’s shadow shot away, seemingly to warn his master of the situation that was unfolding. Panic started to roll through you in heaves, unintentionally and unknowingly signaling Azriel through the bond.

Finality was set in your tone as you attempted once more, this time, with much less kindness and a lot more threat laced through your words, “Let go of me right now or else-” The male cut you off, slamming your wrist he had hold of into the table, “Or else what? You know what? You’re a waste of time. Pathetic fucking whor-”

You felt the sting of insecurity steep into you. A random male stating your deepest insecurity at fact. That you were a waste of time. That you would never be good enough. Not for Azriel, your wonderful perfect mate.

You didn’t have time to respond back. You didn’t have time to process the emotion. You honestly didn’t even see what really happened. One second, the male was belittling you so close, you could feel drops of his spit marring your skin.

The next, the male was screaming bloody murder as darkness swarmed you.

What brought undeniable terror to the male had brought you utter comfort and peace as shadows began dancing around you. The grip that had no doubt left bruises on your wrist, was gone. You could feel the warmth of your mate, his eucalyptus and midnight rain scent overwhelming you into a deep sense of safety. As you squinted your eyes through the mist of darkness, you could barely make out truth teller sticking in through the males hand and into the wood of the table that was covered by the checkered cloth. You could feel the rage radiating off your mate as his shadows dissapatted, allowing you and every other patron seated close to watch as the spymaster brought down his wrath on this male.

“Or else me,” Az’s voice was deepened into a void. A shiver shot down your spine at the display of power that was sending pools of attraction at the apex of your thighs. “She is mine. Mine. My mate. How dare you speak to her? How dare you lay your flithy fucking hands on her, you insolent fool?” Any cockiness the drunk male had displayed was gone, sobered from the pain of the spymaster’s dagger slammed through his hand and into the table, trapping him in his own blood that was pouring out of the wound. One of your mates hands was clutching the truth teller by the hilt so tight, his scarred knuckles were pure white. The other hand was locked at the males neck, choking him in place as he stammered out apologies and pleas for mercy that were ignored by darkness incarnate.

A sudden gust of wind from your left with a resounding thump had you shifting your gaze away from the scene that was unfolding, to Cassian approaching you, Azriel, and the male wearing the mask of general to the night court. His large hand squeezed your shoulder softly before he leaned over to murmur something into Azriel’s ear. At first, your mate didn’t budge from his position, too focused on the now crying male. Only after sending a tug down your bond did his attention snap towards you.

He wrenched truth teller from the males hand, another scream resounding as Cassian made quick work of knocking the male out with a hard punch to the jaw, and then throwing the male over his shoulder to fly away to the jail where he would await interrogation and subsequent punishment.

Azriel stayed focused on you, completely unbothered by the male, darting his eyes up and down your figure to check for any injuries. He reached out a shaking hand, hesitating as if he were scared you feared him after seeing what he was capable of. Silly male.

You smiled at your mate, clasping your fingers through his to rub at the thickened skin, bringing his hand up to press in soft kisses. He pulled you out of your chair, swiftly sliding his arms to wrap around your waist, lifting you up off the ground to where you instinctivly wrapped your legs around his waist.

He shot through the sky, his grip on you solid and warm, grounding almost. Any insecurities that had been creeping through your mind slowly began to slip away as he whispered words of comfort into your ear, only to be heard by you, his shadows, and the stars that lined the sky. When you reached your home, his grip on you hadn’t loosened until he was tossing you onto the bed, immediately following your flying form and dropping his body on yours.

His hands stroked at your cheeks and hair, “Are you okay doll? I could feel the panic through the bond and I nearly ripped the fools head off when your shadow told me what was happening.” You hummed, nudging your nose against his as you nodded, soaking in the attention your mate was giving you, preening at the strokes of love and overprotectiveness he was sending down the bond. “I’m fine Az, really.”

But your mate is your mate. He is also the spymaster of one of the most powerful, if not the most powerful, courts in Prythian. Nothing slips past him, especially where you are concerned. He could read you like an open book. He could sense your emotions like they were his own.

“Nothing, and I mean nothing, he said was true. You aren’t a waste of space. You are the definition of utter perfection. And he was pathetic to think you would use any of your valuable time on him,” you scoffed out a laugh at the gentle words of your mate, but he only pressed his forehead further into yours, his lips brushing against your chapped lips as he continued, “You are mine. My mate. and I am yours. Only yours. No matter how undeserving I may be, the mother has given you to me. And me to you. I love you more than words could describe. The constant awe that I feel around you is beyond any phrase I could use. Every day, I find a new reason to fall for you.”

He locked his lips to yours in a firm kiss, leaning back only a couple of centimeters after a moment, “Darling, I am so in love with you. I have always been in love with you. And I will always be in love with you.”

And just like that, the sneaky spymaster had stolen every ounce of chilling self doubt and insecurity, replacing it with the warmth of his love, “I am in love with you too Azriel,” you murmured into his plump lips, pecking them after every whispered word.

AHHHH okay what did you think?!?! Let me know your thoughts in the comments! Please like, reblog, and comment! I always love the interaction, and as always I am so happy and thankful for all the support I do receive. I hope that you all took your medications, had something to eat, and took a sip of water.

And again, to my devoted beautiful lovely 🍸, I hope you enjoyed. And Happy belated birthday my sweet <3

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obsessedwithpedritoofc · 24 days

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Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ Tʀᴇᴀᴛ (Pᴇᴅʀᴏ Pᴀsᴄᴀʟ)

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Pedro Pascal × Male Reader.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 3,2 k.

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: As a good boyfriend, you plan the best birthday possible for Pedro and you make sure he enjoys every second of it.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: teeth rotting fluff, pet names, flirty joking, smut, switching (like, positions?), licking a stain (if you know what i mean), praise kink, teasing, masturbation, riding, a-fingering, blowjob, rough sex, biting, mentions of marking, no physical descriptions of reader, no use of Y/N. (lmk if i missed any).

𝔸/ℕ: OKAY HEAR ME OUT ITS PAPIS BDAY AND WE KNOW IT SO HERE YOU GO YOU THIRSTY CREATURES. i dont really like to think of pedro himself in a sex way (like yeah i do think hes hot and sexy and all but i just dont feel fully okay with writing these kind of things for him) so you wont see smutty fics of pedro very often BUT TODAY IS HIS BDAY LETS ENJOY A LITTLE TREAT. i feel like i wrote two different fics here HAHAHAHAHA its just-- the sweet part and the smutty part seem to happen in very different timelines-- i know what i mean (: enjoy <3

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

"Happy birthday", was the first thing he heard when he woke up. And when he opened his eyes, there you were —still in your pajamas but holding a small cupcake with a lit candle on top. What he loved the most was the wide smile displayed on your lips.

"Good morning to you, too", Pedro chuckled and sat up to press a soft kiss to your cheek. "What's this?".

"Just blow out the candle, old man!", you laughed. He did as you commanded. As soon as he was done, you took the candle out and shoved the cupcake in his face, leaving it stained with chocolate.

"Oh, you wicked thing!", he growled with a chuckle, then started licking the chocolate frosting around his mouth. "Did you make it?".

"Yep", you smiled proudly. "You deserved the best cake... cupcake", you corrected yourself. "The cake comes later today", you quickly added.

"I see", he pretended to think for a moment. "Well, in that case, you should have a taste of your cupcake!".

Without giving you any time to react, he pressed his chocolate stained cheek into yours, leaving some of it on your face. You groaned loudly, but still smiled. Then he licked the chocolate off your face before kissing it.

"That was a nice birthday gift", he whispered, then kissed you softly on the lips. "I hope it's not the only one", he grabbed your hips and pulled you close. You put your hands on his chest to keep him at a safe though short distance.

"That comes later today as well", you kissed his nose, your eyes giving him an apologetic look. "You're gonna have to pretend to be patient today, baby".

"Oh, whatever will I do now?", he tilted his head dramatically and kissed you one last time. "Is it a part of my gift?".

"Honey, if you can handle the whole day without being slightly horny, it's gonna be an entire gift in itself".

"Well, that sounds promising", he chuckled, then pulled away, starting to take his sweatpants off to get ready for his morning shower. "Not even a shower quickie?", he turned his head before getting into the bathroom.

"Nope! Patience, I said", you stuck your tongue out to him. Pedro groaned.

"Had to try", you heard him mumble.

You enjoyed a quiet though nice birthday breakfast. Everything was decorated to Pedro's liking —"You know me way too well", he said when he saw it all. And he made sure to kiss every part of your body you allowed him to as a way to thank you. You could tell he was enjoying himself, even though the day, his day, was just starting.

As soon as you both were dressed —needless to say you were left stunned by Pedro's amazing though casual outfit—, you drove to a Mexican restaurant nearby to treat your boyfriend with his favorite meals, which he also thanked you for. You were barely able to solve your "I pay" argument in a while, but you finally convinced him that it was his birthday, and that the food was part of his gift. Still, you could see how he was most likely planning some kind of revenge.

After a while of wandering around in the streets and buying your boyfriend a nice black coffee, it started getting dark and you decided to stop at an Italian restaurant for dinner. He didn't dare to argue with you over who was the one to pay, given the almost endless fight you'd had at lunch time. He had already decided he would let you have that, but he would get back at you for it.

The first thing he did when you got back home was take you in his arms and spin you around in the air as he left small kisses all over your face. And when he put you down, he pulled you in for a nice, tight hug.

"Thank you for today. I loved it all", he whispered in your ear, making your heart swell at the sweet tone of his voice.

"It was nothing, beautiful", you returned the hug. "But it's not over yet", you pulled away, giving him one last kiss before walking into the kitchen. Pedro stood there for a moment just looking at you confused, but he followed you into the kitchen. "No! Stay outside for a minute!", you pushed him out of the room. "Gimme a sec", you closed the door on his face. Once again, he stood there a bit confused. But he shrugged and laughed at your attitude, remembering once again why he was so in love with you. "Okay, you can come in!", you shouted from the inside, still not opening the door. He did.

He was surprised to find the kitchen dimly lit. The only thing that allowed him to see anything was the small flame of the candle on the cake you were holding, a big smile on your face. Pedro found himself having a déjà vu of that morning —but with a bigger cake.

You sang happy birthday for him. His first reaction was to cover his face. Truth be told, he hated to be sang happy birthday, but once more, he just laughed. If it was you singing for him, he didn't hate it as much.

He blew out the candle and searched the light switch before putting the cake on the table, freeing both yours and his hands to pull you in for another hug. You couldn't help but laugh loudly at the way he told you how much he hated being sang happy birthday and how your voice made it suck even more, all while he left kisses all over your face and neck. He laughed as well.

You sat on the couch in the living room to eat the cake. You kept laughing about whatever it was you were talking about while the TV buzzed in the background. At one point you dropped frosting on your shirt and got up to go change clothes. Pedro just grabbed your wrist to keep you from going away and stared at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I can clean it up for you", he pulled you back to sit on the couch. You looked at him confused, but you stayed still in curiosity, wanting to see where he was going with all that.

His hands undid the first buttons on your shirt gently, slowly. You saw how he was frowning deeply, as if it was taking every ounce of his concentration to get the task done. You smiled down at him, letting out a soft chuckle in amusement at his expression. He looked up at you with hooded eyes, but he didn't smile, do or say anything. Instead, you notice how his eyes went dark, and suddenly he was ripping the shirt off of you.

You didn't have any time to process the way he was throwing you on your back onto the couch before he started licking the small stain of cake on your chest. He soon moved down to kiss your stomach, and then undid your pants.

"Hey! I told you to be patient", you grabbed his hands before he could go any further.

"Aw, haven't I been patient enough today already?", he pouted. "We've been outside all day, and we already ate the cake!".

"I mean... There's still like half of it on the table...".

"C'mon, babe, y'know what I mean", he tilted his head, giving you those puppy dog eyes of his once again. "It's my birthday! Don't you think I deserve a treat?".

"Another one?", you chuckled. "I've literally paid for everything for you today".

"And still, here I am, aching for you like never before", he posed dramatically. You both laughed. "You know I'm a greedy man. Pretty please?".

You looked him in the eye for a little while. All you saw was love and lust. And his puppy dog-like expression made you think how cute he was. How were you supposed not to give in? You were so in love with this man. Perhaps too much for your own good.

"Fine", you let go of his hands and crossed your arms. "Unwrap your gift, birthday boy".

He didn't waste a single moment and just started stripping you of your shoes, pants and underwear. A loud gasp escaped your lips when his hand grabbed your shaft with great steadiness. He looked up at you with a wide smirk, then started pumping his hand along your dick. You threw your head back in pleasure, your hips bucking up involuntarily.

"Wait... It was your treat...", you managed to say between moans.

"Baby, I'm having my treat right now", he pressed a soft kiss to the tip of your member, not taking his eyes off of you. "It's my birthday and I get to choose whatever my treat is", he moved his hand faster.

"You're such... Oh god...", your hands held tight onto his shoulders.

Pedro laid beside you on the couch, keeping you between his arms as he continued to please you. He allowed himself to enjoy your sweet sounds as he whispered praises into your ear. The more he did, the more it made you shake in pleasure. And he couldn't help but grin at your attitude.

"So beautiful for me. So pretty. Such a pretty little boy. My cute little thing", he kept whispering. "Little boy likes me doing this, don't you?", he moved down to kiss the side of your neck, not stopping his little praises. "You love when I do you like this. You love my hands. You love my hands on you, don't you, beautiful?".

He kept going back and forth for a little while. Much to his disliking, you didn't last long with him touching and talking to you like that. Still, he complied and let you have a small break, wrapping his arms around you and covering your face in kisses.

As you tried to get your breath back, you found yourself overwhelmed by his kisses, your heart skipping a beat. Your only answer was a giggle and you hugged him back.

"Enjoying your treat so far?", you teased. He looked at you with a smirk.

"Best birthday gift ever", he nuzzled your neck. "And you know what the best part is?", he stared up at you. You stared back in slight confusion. "That we're not done yet", his grin got wider.

He took you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom. As soon as he left you on the bed, you sat up to start unbuttoning his shirt. He pushed you back down almost immediately, sitting on your lap so you wouldn't get up again. You frowned and pouted in response.

"Come on! It's your birthday, I'm the one supposed to be giving you head!", your words made him laugh.

"I like your boldness", he chuckled. "How about this, if you lemme have my fun now I'll let you do whatever you want to me later", he lifted one of his eyebrows. Your eyes lit up.

"You're on", you felt your cock getting hard instantly.

He quickly finished undressing himself, eager to keep going. As soon as he was left naked, he leaned down to kiss you decently, passionately, tongue deep inside your mouth. You couldn't help the moan that escaped your mouth, nor the way your hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into the skin and leaving small marks.

It didn't take long for him to get desperate. He grabbed one of your hands and guided it to his hole. You felt your face get awfully red as he started pumping one of your fingers in and out of himself. Still, you gathered enough bravery to take control and thrust your fingers for him. Soon enough, he turned into a whimpering mess, bucking his hips back and forth at the pleasure. He then pulled away and pinned your hands back down onto the bed, his eyes staring into your soul.

Without saying another word, he aligned his entrance with your dick. A quiet, soft breath left your lips when you saw his intentions. You fought the urge to grab him as he sank himself down onto your hard member. His eyes never left yours, just like yours never left his. Once you were fully buried inside him, he leaned back down to press a soft kiss to your forehead, his eyebrows knitted together. You nodded to give him green light one last time. Pedro nodded back, and then he started to ride you. Slowly at first, still he didn't take too long to increase speed. His hands found yours in a desperate attempt to find something he could squeeze some strength out of. He entwined his fingers with yours, fighting the urge to drop all his weight down on you.

His heavy, ragged breathing turned into desperate moans. Never in the years you had been together had you seen him whimper in such a high-pitched voice, huge drops of sweat running down his temple. The movements of his hips grew sloppy, allowing you to start thrusting up into him just as desperately. He left one of your hands free just so he could use his to please himself. Overstimulation soon got over him, and before you could process any of what was going on, he was spilling his release all over your torso. And before you could process any of that either, his walls were squeezing your cock so deliciously hard that you emptied yourself inside him.

Pedro collapsed on top of you, still trying to recover his breath. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, making you let out a tired giggle. His lips kissed your forehead tenderly, then your cheek, then your lips.

"That was good", you whispered in is ear. He chuckled breathlessly and hugged you tighter.

"It was", he stared into your eyes once more. "Bet you've been enjoying my gift better than me so far", he winked in your direction.

"Well, not gonna lie, I've had so much fun until now", you rolled on top of him. "And now I'm gonna have even more fun".

You positioned yourself between his legs, your face almost touching his groin. You looked up at him before grabbing his still softened member and teasing it all along. His eyes flew shut at the sudden pleasure, immediately getting hard again. You couldn't help the smirk that automatically displayed on your lips.

You approach your tongue cautiously to the tip of his shaft, then started giving it slow, kitten licks. Pedro hissed in pleasure, propping himself up on his elbows to look down at you. Your smile got wider when you saw the way his pupils dilated. You wasted no more time to put his dick fully in your mouth, making your boyfriend gasp loudly and throw his head back. Your chuckle sent shivers up his spine, his fingers buried in the sheets beneath you.

After making sure Pedro was okay and used to being in your mouth, you started bobbing your head back and forth with your tongue drawing wet, warm circles all along his shaft. And like some minutes before, his breathing went from short pants to loud, long drawn out moans. You even allowed him to calm his desperation a little by letting him grab you by the hair and thrust into your mouth.

He came undone once more shortly afterwards. He held your jaw softly as he gave a couple more thrusts, painting the back of your throat with his seed. His legs shook uncontrollable and right then, he collapsed on the bed with unsteady breathing and trembling limbs. A heavy, loud sigh left his mouth as he tried to calm his heart rate. The whole situation made you chuckle, and you laid beside him with your arms around him.

"You okay?", you nuzzled your face in his neck. Pedro laughed back.

"Yeah...", he left a chaste kiss on your lips. "I just need... a little break... You left me fucking dry", he giggled and pulled you in for a tight hug. "I knew I loved you for a reason".

"Because I give you amazing blowjobs?", you forced a smile.

"Well, that, too. But no, silly!", he left small kisses all over your face.

"Is that break gonna take much longer?", you stared into his eyes, your own filled with lust. He just looked at you in slight confusion. "Because I need you to help me with this thing", you pointed down at your reappearing hard-on. "And I know just the thing to leave us both satisfied", you grinned. "That is, if your old man body can still keep up with me", you lifted your eyebrows. Pedro laughed.

"Oh, I'm gonna show you just how much this old man can keep up with you, mister", he grabbed you to keep you steady and rolled on top of you. "What did you have in mind?".

"I want you to fuck me", you looked him in the eye, your expression serious but with a hint of playfulness. "Hard, rough, like you usually would", you shrugged, letting the beginning of a smile be shown on your lips. "Just indulge yourself. It's your birthday".

"Oh, okay", he lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "Get ready, then. I'm not gonna go soft on you".

"I wasn't expecting you to", you rolled onto your stomach. "Just do your worst", you turned to him one last time. One second afterwards, he was burying his cock balls deep inside you.

He did as you asked. He fucked you hard, like he usually would, grabbing your jaw with one hand and your hips with the other, his own slapping forcefully against your ass every time he thrusted inside you, his mouth whispering dirty praises in your ear throughout it all. Your loud moans —if not screams— only worked as fuel for his desire, and he could only enjoy the way your hands gripped the sheets and your teeth bit the pillow. He also made sure to leave marks. Bites, scratches, hickeys, every part of your body he could reach while pounding relentlessly into you, he made sure to mark them all.

Both of you reached climax sooner than you would have expected. But truth be told, it was only fair, given the way he was fucking you.

You collapsed on the bed while Pedro rolled to lay on your side, making sure not to leave you breathless under him —more than you already were. He wrapped his arms around you with a contented sigh and pulled you tight against his body. You hugged him back, still shaking from the rough orgasm he had given you, and closed your eyes with your face hidden in his chest.

"That was great", he whispered in the top of your head before leaving a soft kiss. You smiled. "It was the best birthday gift you could've given me".

"Horny old man", you snorted, your voice muffled by the skin of his chest. Pedro chuckled. "Shit, we left the cake in the living room—".

"We'll just eat it for breakfast, don't you worry, my pretty little thing", he kissed your forehead sweetly. You giggled involuntarily and hugged him tighter. "I love you".

"I love you, Pedro", you left a small, tender kiss on his chest. "Happy birthday".

He looked down at you with a smile, waiting until he felt your breathing steady enough as to consider you soundly asleep. He then closed his own eyes, and fell asleep at the memory of you singing him happy birthday the beautiful way only you knew how to sing it.

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greynatomy · 1 year

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The Letter

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

i cried while writing and every time i reread it to edit. idk if it’s actually sad or i’m just very emotional. happy bday to me, let’s be emotional together.

this is the second part to Dear Scarlett…

hope you enjoy and tell me what you think

-grey

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“Dear Scarlett,

Hey! It’s been a while. Probably forgot about me, so in case that’s true, it’s Yn.

You probably have so many questions, hopefully this letter answers most of them.

The very last treatment we did worked. It worked and we just tested way too early to find out. I figured out a about a month after you left. I didn’t tell you because we were officially divorced.

About nine months went by, I welcomed Arlo Prince Johansson into the world.

I gave him the last name Johansson because I wanted us all to have the same name. I’m sorry for keeping your surname, I couldn’t bring myself to change it.

This is where it gets crazy.

Two months before Arlo was born, I started getting extreme pains on my side. Thought it was from being pregnant, but it wasn’t. When it didn’t go away, I went to the hospital and they found tumors that were rapidly spreading to my other organs.

It was liver cancer. Advanced-stage. No cure.

I wanted to reach out to you right when I found out, but I see how happy you are now with Colin and I didn’t want to ruin and get in the way of that.

I also knew my time with Arlo was cut short so I became selfish and kept him to myself. It was just us two, and my lawyer.

You’re probably asking why I had a lawyer even after the divorce, well it’s because I had to start planning for his future before I left.

In the bag that he came with, you’ll see a some folders. Inside are all the pictures I took of him, of us. Birth certificate, DNA test, of course, in case you have any doubts. There’s also a couple CDs, SD cards, flash drives in there too.

The SD cards have more photos, the CDs have some videos I took for the major parts of his life like birthdays or his wedding, especially the birth, stuff like that. And the flash drives has some songs.

I know that I was never successful in my music or production, but I recorded some songs that I made for Arlo. Lullabies that I won’t be able to sing to him anymore. There’s also a couple original songs that I wrote through this rollercoaster of a journey.

I think I covered everything. You’re on the birth certificate if you were wondering so when I die, you’ll have full custody.

I know you’ll be an amazing mother to Arlo because of how well you raised Rose.

I love you. I never stopped. All I wanted was for you to be happy and I am glad that you have that with Colin. This is an official goodbye from me. Make sure Arlo doesn’t forget me, please.

With all my love,

Yn Johansson”

“Oh my god.” Scarlett broke down, crying.

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vanishingcherry · 1 year

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yourusername happy birthday to the most amazing person i know. i dont have the words to describe how much i love you, just know that its alot.

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harryfan1 OH MY GOD THE THIRD PICTURE

harrystyles thank you baby, love you x

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a/n: my first instagram au for harry's bday! a bit short but hope you liked it. pls send in any faceclaims you want!

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itsmealaiah · 3 months

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TOM GIVING FREADER BDAY SEX

(It’s my bday 🙏🙏)

happy belated bday 🥰🥰 hope it was amazing

My gift to you and you only

(not my gif)

pairing: 2019 tom x fem

synopsis: when it's your birthday, tom is determined to treat you right, in any way you want.

MDNI ⚠️ smut under cut

tags/ warnings: smut, p in v, tom being gentle since its readers special day, cursing, slight begging, fingering.

a/n: back to posting multiple times a day ❤️ may take breaks on weekends for rest 💋

your pov:

When I wake up, it's already bright outside, and for a second, I'm disoriented. But then I remember it's my birthday today, and I can't help but smile, stretching my arms above my head. I yawn, blinking the sleep out of my eyes, and glance around the room, taking in the roses on my nightstand and the delicious scent wafting from the kitchen. Tom must be up already, making breakfast.

A sudden rush of anticipation fills me as I get out of bed, throwing on one of his oversized shirts. I make my way to the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the wood floors. Tom is standing at the stove, his back to me, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs. His muscles ripple as he stirs something in a pan, and for a moment, I can't tear my eyes away.

"Morning," I murmur, leaning against the counter. He turns to face me then, his lips curling into a lazy grin, and it's like the sun coming out from behind the clouds. "What's for breakfast?"

"This," he says, reaching over to pull me closer. His strong arms wrap around my waist, and he nuzzles his nose into my neck, breathing deeply. "And this," he adds, pushing his hips forward until I can feel the hard length of him pressed against my stomach. "But first," he whispers, letting me go with a small push, "you get a present."

I glance around, confused. "A present?" He smirks. "You'll see."

He pulls a small box out of the cabinet, and my heart leaps into my throat. "Tom, you didn't have to get me anything!" I exclaim, my hands shaking as I take it from him.

He steps closer, his body heat enveloping me once more, and I can feel the answering throb between my legs. "Of course I did," he says, his voice low and husky. "Now open it."

I tear my eyes away from him long enough to slide my fingers along the box's smooth surface. It's small, and wrapped in black and red paper with a little silver bow on top. My heart hammers against my ribs as I carefully peel back the paper, revealing a small, black velvet box.

"Oh my God," I breathe, my eyes wide as I lift the lid. Inside is the most beautiful, lacy, black bra I've ever seen. It's adorned with tiny silver bows and delicate straps, and I know without a doubt that it was made for me. "Tom… this is perfect."

He steps even closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, "I thought you might like something to match those panties of yours." His breath sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel the desire pooling in my core. "But we'll save that for later."

His hand slips beneath my shirt, his fingers tracing a path up my stomach. I arch into his touch, feeling the soft material of his boxer briefs against my skin. He cups my breast through the fabric of his shirt, his thumb rubbing over the peaked nipple. "Now," he says, his voice husky, "I think it's time for you to thank me properly."

Before I can respond, he spins me around, pressing me against the kitchen counter. His other hand comes up, gripping my hip firmly, and I feel the hard length of him pressing against my ass. "Put your hands on the counter," he commands, and I obey without hesitation. His lips trail a hot path down my neck, sucking and nipping at my skin. "That's it," he murmurs, "you're such a good girl for me."

His hand leaves my hip to slide between us, and his fingers brush against my folds through my underwear. "Fuck, you're wet," he growls, "I can feel how wet you are for me." His fingers slide lower, teasing at my entrance before pushing roughly inside. "I'm going to fuck you right here, right now."

I gasp at the invasion of sensation, my hips instinctively arching into his touch. He groans, and his other hand slides up to cup my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. The friction against my clit is exquisite, and I feel the familiar tightening in my core begin to build. "Tom… please," I whimper, wanting more.

He growls in response, his fingers curling inside me, his other hand leaving my breast to grip my hip hard. "You're so fucking tight," he says, his breath hot against my ear. "I'm going to make you come right here, right now." His hips begin to move in small, powerful thrusts, his fingers relentless in their rhythm. I throw my head back, lost in the sensation, my moans filling the kitchen.

His touch is masterful, knowing exactly how to make me lose control. I feel the familiar tightening in my core begin to coil tighter, the impending release building with each thrust. His lips find my neck again, sucking and nipping at the tender skin. "Let go, baby," he urges, his voice raw with desire. "Let it out."

The sensation of his fingers inside me, coupled with the pressure of his hips against my ass, is too much. I arch my back, crying out as I feel the first waves of pleasure wash over me. He groans, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he follows me over the edge. I grip the counter tightly, my nails digging into the wood as I try to hold on to this feeling, this connection to him.

His lips find mine, his tongue pushing past my lips, tangling with mine in a desperate dance. I can taste the desire on him, the need for release, and it only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through my body. His grip on my hip tightens, his fingers digging into my skin, and I can feel the strength of him, the power he has over me.

"Fuck," he growls into my mouth, his hips moving harder, faster. "I'm close." He pulls back, just slightly, before thrusting forward again, his cock pressed firmly against my entrance, seeking release. I cry out, my body tensing in anticipation of his orgasm, wanting to feel him inside me.

His fingers leave my body, moving up to grip my breast roughly, pinching the nipple hard. "I'm going to come," he warns, his voice strained. "Let me feel you." His thrusts become more frenzied, more urgent, and with each one, his body presses harder against mine, his heat searing through my skin.

I can feel the tension building in his muscles, the way his breath hitches and catches in his throat. I arch into him, my nails digging into his shoulders as I try to pull him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him. His face contorts in pleasure, his eyes squeezed shut, his lips parted in a silent scream.

With a hoarse cry, he shudders violently, his hips bucking against me as he releases himself inside me. The sensation is overwhelming, the tightness of him filling me to the brim. I gasp, my body trembling in aftershocks of pleasure as I feel the last, long spasms of his release.

He collapses against me, his weight pressing me against the counter. I can feel his breath warm against my neck, his heart racing wildly in his chest. "Fuck," he murmurs, "that was… wow."

I can't help but laugh, the sheer relief and exhilaration of the moment washing over me. "Yeah, that was…" My voice trails off as I savor the feeling of him still inside me. I can feel the warmth of his skin, the strength of his arms wrapped around me.

Tom leans back slightly, looking down at me with a smile. "I think we need to find a more comfortable surface for that."

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tender-rosiey · 1 year

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surprise — gojo satoru x f!reader

— (gojo bday!special)

a/n: happy ( 1 day late) birthday to gojo satoru, the love of my life and the most amazing sorcerer out there and omg can you believe I wrote 1.7k words just for this pretty man

“you won’t be able to come back to japan today?” your husband gasps on the other line.

you hum a sad, “yes.”

in return he laughs to assure you, “it’s okay! just make sure to care of yourself and be back in one piece, sweets!”

“alright, ‘toru; I love you,” you smile.

“I love you too, byEEE LOVE OF MY LIFE!”

“BYEEE SATORU THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” you shout before hanging up and giggling to yourself.

now you can start laying out the birthday surprise. it’s satoru’s birthday today and before celebrating with the rest at night, you wanted to give something special from you.

after some thinking, you decided on making the birthday party at the beach.

you remember how he always talked about liking the sea, the ocean and the freedom the fresh breeze brings with it.

not to mention the sandcastles and how he wanted you to bury his body in the sand but that’s for another visit. your formal clothes will not allow such an activity, unfortunately.

meanwhile, gojo dropped his phone on the bed with a pout right after your call. it saddened him that his precious wife won’t be able to be with him for his birthday.

and while he has a feeling that you might actually be closer than he thinks, he choses to stop thinking about it and just hope that you arrive home safely.

hours after that pass by, each one more agonizing than the other even though his students wished him a happy birthday, and so did his colleagues.

he waited for you to call him and for your sweet voice to wish him the happy birthday he wanted the most, but life is unfair.

even about the things as simple as this.

when he looks through the window, he notices that it’s sunset, a time you have always loved, but he doesn’t expect to hear keys jiggling right now and his head instantly snaps at the sound.

“I am home!” you say loudly and gojo beams before launching himself at you and embracing you tightly.

“wifey!” he pulls back to look at your face and squints, “this doesn’t look like someone who had a ‘EXHAUSTING’ three hour fight with a curse; DID YOU LIE TO ME?!—“

you press a kiss to his lips and pull him hurriedly towards your shared bedroom, “come on get dressed up; we are in a hurry!”

he watches you, grabbing something from the closet, confused, “huh? where?”

you give him the suit you ironed a few days ago before speeding toward another room, “it’s a secret!”

gojo looks at the suit in bewilderment, shrugging before he puts it on. however, he can’t help the excitement he feels, how sweet of you to have something prepared for him.

after getting ready, he gives himself a look at the mirror and smirks smugly.

damn did he look handsome and he knew it.

he bursts out of the bedroom and into the living room, “THE STAR OF THE SHOW IS— here��”

if he was the the small star of the show, then you were the sun, a star as well but the way you shined surpassed everyone even him.

you wore a dress that matched the color of his eyes, maybe even prettier, he thinks.

the way your hair framed your face was beyond compare; everything about you unusually stood out beautifully today. was it because he has been longing for you?

“SATORU! LESS GAWKING MORE WALKING!”

“yes mommy!”

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!” you yell at the grinning man, you’re pulling by the hand.

you walk outside and arrive at the tandem bicycle you rented and gojo can’t help but laugh out loud, “and how exactly are you going to ride this?”

“do you know totally spies?” you ask cheekily.

he nods and you take that as the cue to press on the belt of the dress. soon, it turns into a jumpsuit and gojo chuckles heartedly before clapping dramatically but you interrupt him, “on we go, mister gojo satoru!”

you both ride on the bicycle for five minutes and gojo already starts whining, “y/nnnnn! when are we going to be there?”

“soooon!” you mockingly whine in return and you hear him gasp offended.

ten minutes later you finally come to a stop in front of a forest.

“uhhh, sweets?”

you get off the bicycle and press on the belt once again so your outfit is back to its dress form.

your husband gets off as well before looking worriedly around him, “you are not going to kill me, are you?”

“not yet,” you roll your eyes and hold his hand again, “follow me, satoru.”

“but what if you hurt my beautiful face—“ he trips on a branch before clearing his throat, “what was I saying?”

you giggle, “your beautiful face.”

“ah yes, my face is indeed beautiful; you have great taste.”

you look at him, “oh no, my taste is terrible in men,” you then move the big door-like leaves to reveal the setting.

“SWEETS, THAT’S SO RUDE!” he complains before his eyes finally land on the scenery in front of him.

the both of you finally set foot on the beach. you run towards the table and look at your husband. you smile, “happy birthday!” and you pop the confetti canon.

gojo looks around and takes note of the multiple things around.

the candles on the ground surrounding the table on the shape of a heart, the dried flowers that form a path to the table and the multi-layered cake that has a mini version of him wearing a birthday hat and a mini you beside the mini him giving him a kiss on the cheek.

the smile never leaves his face as he walks towards the cake to admire it. he lets out a small laugh before looking at you, “I am more handsome than this!”

he takes his blindfold to look you in the eyes, “y/n! this is amazing.”

you cup his cheeks and press a kiss to both of them, “we are not done yet, mister.”

“oh really?” his laugh is now watery, you notice, and he holds you close to him and buries his face in your shoulder.

you nod, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, “mhm, I still have to give you your gift, silly.”

“this isn’t the gift??”

he seems taken back a bit which makes you laugh, “nope!” you pull away, smiling at the way he pouts, chasing after you.

you kneel and get the gift from under the table and stand up with a box in hand, “please sit down, dear esteemed gojo satoru,” you dramatically bow.

he places his hand on his chest before blinking ‘bashfully’ and going, “ohohoho! thank you for your chivalry!” and finally sits down.

he taps his feet with an excited smile, while he watches you place the box on the table, “tada! open it,” you wink and he quickly does as told.

more confetti blows up in his face the moment he opens the box. he squints at you, “now my hair is ruined!” and he waits for a reaction other than your gorgeous smile, but when he gets nothing he pouts before he beams once again, “anyways!”

he reaches in and takes out a book that has two group pictures on the cover, one of him, you, shoko and suguru and the other group photo is everyone from jujutsu tech right now.

you see the fondness swirling in his eyes; he starts flipping through the page. a light chuckle leaving his lips every few pages, the book contained photos from his high school year until now. all the photos bring a a sense of nostalgia that turns gojo’s smile soft.

he soon finds the page with your wedding photo. til this day, he can’t get over how gorgeous you looked back then and how ethereal you get every passing day.

“our wedding photo…” he murmurs.

standing behind him, you wrap your arms around his neck gently to look at the photos together.

you giggle, “yeah, can you see yuji in the back?”

“and megumi, he looks dead on the inside even with the peace sign he has up!” he laughs.

he takes a hold of your left hand and presses a gentle kiss to your wedding ring and then your palm.

he puts the book on the table and gets up to properly hug you, “thanks for the gift; it’s more than amazing,” he pauses and smirks, “I would’ve loved a tesla or a gucci bag—“

you ruffle his hair lightly, shutting him up, before remembering that he has his blindfold off, “oh wait, you must be overwhelmed because of your six eyes right now,” you reach for his blindfold, but his hand stops you.

“I am fine; I want to be able to take you all in,” he winks, but even with his playfulness, you can see the love behind his words.

however, that doesn’t stop you from forcing him to wear the blindfold, “you can do that just fine with it on.”

he starts whining about how mean you are even on his birthday, but you pay it no mind as you rush to the last surprise for today.

he gasps, eyes flickering towards the columns you are running to, “sweets, is that…FIREWORKS?!”

the sun has fully set; the fireworks have the perfect canvas that they can be painted on properly.

you nod happily and light them up, soon the first one flies to the sky and pops revealing a message that you’ve both exchanged everyday, never knowing when the last one will be: I love you.

after that, the other firework pops and reveals chibi you and him putting up a peace sigh and sticking your tongues out.

he is quiet, in awe, but it’s not evident on his face. he is not smiling, but the way he looks at you right after the fireworks end and the way he tackles you in a hug makes you think that maybe he liked it.

he strokes your cheek and presses your lips together for a moment before pulling away and peppering your face in kisses, not leaving a part untouched.

you erupt into squeals and giggles, “satoru! satoru!”

“yes! yes!” he answers, between kisses.

“we still have somewhere else to go,” you announce and he smiles amused.

“just how much have you prepared today?”

you shrug with a smile, “who knows; now let’s go!”

after you get back to jujutsu high, you both walk hand in hand to the 1st years’ classroom, “well,” he speaks up, “this is an interesting place.”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY GOJO!!”

he looks back and he sees everyone he knows, hell even yuta who’s supposed to be abroad is here, then looks back at you. you do nothing but wink and clap along the others, and satoru can’t help but feel happiness swell in his chest.

what a nice surprise.

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hauntedwitch04 · 5 months

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Anxiety party

James Potter x Reader

Words: about 1.9k words

Warnings: none, just some anxiety and a lovely Jamie (and wolfstar making out ;) )

Author's note: Hi! I'M SO SORRY, but saying that uni is kiking my ass is little. I have so much to study and a little time to do it, but after a week (and some day) I finally managed to write a oneshot for the b-day for the amazing @kdbsr-h. It's not much, but I hope you like it!

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I have the best friends in the world.

I think this is easy to state. Sirius, Remus, Lily, Regulus, and the list would go on for hours because there are really so many of them, they are really sweet, kind people who always find a new way to show their affection and make you feel special, and they always do it in a big way, but I didn't expect all this on my birthday.

When I entered the Common Room, I thought I was going to faint at any moment from embarrassment. The whole room was decked out for the occasion, with even pictures that my friends had taken of me all these years, with them,alone or with my boyfriend James (I know for a fact that the one where we sleep at the Potter house after watching one of my favorite childhood cartoons was taken by Sirius, and for that he will pay dearly).

After noticing how it is decorated, I realize instead how many people are there, and for a second, I feel my breath come short. Everyone is moving in time to the music, and for a moment, I get the idea of running away, hoping that no one had seen me yet, when I see Sirius coming with James and Regulus under his arm, all three wearing a T-shirt with our picture together. I blush even more, feeling myself more and more under a huge spotlight, making me sweat and feel watched and judged by every pair of eyes in the room.

"The birthday girl has finally arrived!" Exult the Black brothers, as I see Jamie look at me and immediately realize that something is wrong. As soon as he's near me he wraps an arm around my waist, and lets Sirius explain to me who he invited, why, what they did, and I realize more and more that as wrong as I feel right now, and with too much attention on me, they did it only with good intentions and only for the purpose of giving me the best "celebration of approaching old age," quoting Sirius' own words, possible. As soon as both Regulus, intent on finding something to drink, and Sirius, trying not to give away the fact that he was going into a corner to make out with Remus, are gone I feel James' lips settle on my neck, just below my hairline, to leave me with a gentle, reassuring kiss, before speaking softly close to my ear to be heard over the noise of the music.

"I'm sorry, I know you don't want to be the center of attention, but Sirius insisted that you deserve a party worthy of the 'queen of Hogwarts,' which you are." He says making quotation marks, shaking his head, at the words of his friend, who is convinced that the two of us are by far the most beautiful couple in the entire school, and are therefore its undisputed rulers.

"That's okay, I know they did it in good faith, and I kind of expected it wouldn't be in my comfort zone, but I have to say Siri really went for it this time." I say as I look at the shirt he's wearing with our faces in the foreground, and immediately blush to think that half the people are walking around with my face printed above his chest.

"Remember that all it takes is one word from you and we'll go away, I'm ready at any moment to save you my queen, as soon as it all becomes too much just give me a sign and we'll be out in no time." James reassures me, still holding me tightly in his arms, and immediately it doesn't seem so bad to be here, with him, among my friends.

At least for a while.

Slowly I feel anxiety rising more and more, like a snake slowly running over my skin and coming hissing to my ear, whispering insecurities and fear into my ear. I feel dread making space inside me, and all of a sudden this room seems too small, stifling, oppressive, and I feel like a fish out of water fighting to stay alive. The loud music shaking the walls fades into the background, and I find myself as if floating in a soap bubble, not knowing what to do or where to go, confused and dazed, but at the same time frightened.

Until James punctures that ball that had formed around my head, and brings me back beside him, touching my shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay honey?" He asks worriedly, already knowing that I am not okay. He immediately puts down the glass he has in his other hand, and rests his other hand on my other shoulder, placing himself in front of me and thus obscuring the other people we have around, so that only he can see me and relax me this way.

I shake my head, and wave to him with my hands around my neck that I am choking, without saying a single word not having the breath to say it, since out of panic my breathing had gone to hell and now I look like I am on the verge of an asthma attack.

He understanding me perfectly, however, picks me up and we go out into the corridors, where the night air invests me with all its power. Cold, but like a sedative, barely touching my skin, the breeze of this mid-November night calms me.

I stay for a few minutes taking deep breaths while James stays close to me, just holding my hand, knowing that on occasions like these I need my space to breathe and understand that I am not trapped. He slowly leads me by the nearest window he can find, sits down and then lets me sit on his lap.

"Better?" He asks in a whisper, and I can do nothing but nod. I allow myself to be cuddled by the smell of the autumn night and the scent of my fiancé, as I snuggle against his chest, trying to recover.

"I'm sorry, I know it took you so long, but I don't know what happened to me. One second I was perfectly fine, and the next I felt like I was crushed in a death grip, like the room was a sweater that was too tight and itching, that wouldn't let you breathe." I try to explain to the boy, as I look up from his chest to look into his eyes, and all I see is pure and total understanding.

"Love, there is nothing to apologize for. I knew it wasn't your kind of party, and I didn't have the guts to tell Sirius when he decided to prepare it, since you planned his birthday party. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine." James confesses, lowering his gaze feeling guilty.

"Don't say that even in jest, it's not your fault. Let's do this, it's nobody's fault. We should have been clear right away with our friends, but I don't feel like telling Siri that I felt bad because she had the wrong party, he had nothing to do with my panic attacks, however, I know that if I told him he would feel bad right away." I say and James can't help but nod as he sees me yawn. The boy smiles at my gesture, leaves a sweet kiss on my lips, not brief but gentle, and then strokes my hair, before handing me his jacket, which he had taken just before leaving the room.

"Get some sleep honey, I'll wake you up when the party has quieted down for a moment and we can go back inside." I try for a moment to counter, saying that I am not tired, but after a couple of minutes between his scent, his caresses and the night breeze, I fall asleep suddenly, falling into a quiet and peaceful dream.

Until I hear two sets of footsteps coming toward us, but I don't have the strength to open my eyes, so I stay and listen.

"That's where you two lovebirds ended up." He comments on what I recognize as Siri, while then Remmy speaks next.

"He's fine, before I saw you leave I saw that he didn't look good. Wasn't there too many people?" My friend asks worriedly, and I feel my heart ache at hearing his concern in his voice.

"No, it's okay, we wanted to spend some time alone. You know we don't like making out in public, unlike two of my roommates who are here now." Says James, and I can hardly hold back a laugh, being able to imagine the middle finger Lupin gave my boyfriend.

"Don't worry, he needed to rest for a moment. We'll be back inside in a bit." Jamie continues, and the other two happy with the answer, indulge themselves to return to the party, while I hear Sirius say that the two of them don't actually make out that often in public.

I hear James laugh at his friend's words, before his lips come close to my ear to whisper something, thinking I am still asleep.

"That's not true princess, we can all stay here as long as you wish, as long as you need to rest. Besides, it's true that the two of them always make out in public, Siri is just a little liar." My love says, before leaving me a slobbery but sweet kiss on my cheek. "I love you, more than you can imagine." He continues and I just want to tell him that I love him even more.

And just as I wonder how I can be so lucky, again his caresses on my back make me fall asleep, letting the night of my birthday pass and welcoming the new year ahead.

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danikamariewrites · 7 months

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hi bestie,

how about birthday sex with ruhn 😩🥹

Birthday Celebrations pt. 2 (SMUT)

Ruhn x reader

A/n: I hope you enjoy part 2 to your bday gift bestie 😉🥰

Part One

Warnings: smut, daddy kink

As Ruhn carried you up to the bedroom all you could do was stare at your gorgeous diamond ring. Fiancé. Ruhn is your fiancé and one day soon he’s going to be your husband. Mrs. y/n Danaan had a good ring to it.

Ruhn always called you his princess and now he was going to make you a real one. By the time he set you down on the bed you hadn’t realized you were already in the room. Your fiancé cupped your jaw, running his thumb across your cheek.

You looked up at him with all the love in the world in your eyes. Gods he’s beautiful. “Happy birthday baby. I know it’s your day but you’ve made me the happiest male in the whole world.” Leaning in, Ruhn slowly kissed your lips whispering, “my princess.”

Wrapping your arms around his neck Ruhn lays you down on the bed. He unzips your dress as you pull at the buttons on his shirt. The kiss quickly turns heated as you both strip, never breaking the kiss.

Once you were both bare Ruhn pulled back to admire you. Your lust filled eyes. Your desperate look of wanting him to absolutely ruin you. “You’re so beautiful princess.” You hold his face in your hands whispering, “You’re beautiful too, prince.” You smirk at him.

That spurs him on, his lips attaching to your neck sucking and biting at your skin. Ruhn moves down your body, sucking on each of your nipples. You arch into him with a moan. Moving further down your body his mouth finding and sucking on your clit.

Your legs wrap around your fiancés head and your hands find home in those long, soft blue strands. Ruhn runs his tongue through your folds and starts teasing your soaked entrance. That damn lip ring rubbing against your most sensitive spots.

As Ruhn sucks your clit again two of his thick, rough fingers slide into pussy. He starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. His fingers hitting that spot that made you see stars. The feeling of his mouth and fingers felt euphoric. You were so fucked out already you had no idea what words you were saying were coherent or just moans.

“Fuck, yes daddy right there, so good.” For a moment Ruhn paused his motions until you started grinding on his face, crying for him to keep going. Ruhn brought you over the edge and kept moving his fingers as you came down from your high. “That’s it princess, good girl.”

As Ruhn rubbed your thigh you whimpered. You looked at Ruhn and gave him a small smile, “Your mouth will never stop amazing me prince.” He let out a chuckle and climbed back up your body to kiss you. “You know, I think I like the other name you gave me.”

You give him a questioning look as you try to remember what you said lost in pleasure. Your eyes almost popped out of your head as you look up at him. You hadn’t realized you called Ruhn daddy. Gods, you were embarrassed.

“It’s alright princess. Daddy’s going to care of you.” He hooked one of your legs around his waist, teasing your entrance with the head of his cock. You let out a small groan still feeling sensitive from your previous orgasm. Ruhn pushes all the way in, fully seated inside you.

You wince at his size as you adjust. Your heart fluttered for a moment, thinking of the eternity you’ll spend with this beautiful male. Thinking about having him like this for the rest of your life. It helped you relax in the mattress as you clawed at his back.

“Please daddy. Need you to move.” You whine. “Of course princess, anything you want.” Ruhn started off rocking into you slowly. Then began picking up his pace. Getting rougher just the way you like.

Ruhn groaned as you squeezed your walls around him. Already feeling your next orgasm approaching. “Don’t hold back those pretty noises princess, let me hear how good daddy is making you feel.” You let out a deep moan, dragging your nails all the way up to Ruhn’s neck.

“Daddy I’m so close. Fuck! I wanna cum.” Ruhn let’s out a dark breathy laugh. “Come around my cock princess. Show daddy how much you love his cock.” Your thighs shake at his words. His thrusts becoming sporadic. You can tell he’s close too.

Ruhn gives you one more powerful thrust and you come undone around him, moaning in his ear. He quickly follows, filling you up with his seed.

As you both calm down Ruhn buries his face in your neck. Slowly breathing in your scent. “Fuck princess. That was amazing.” “Yeah. We should do that more often.” Ruhn lifts his head smiling like an idiot. “Well thank gods we have forever.”

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deckofaces · 1 year

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Hii, I would love to request yandere whumper, pls and thank you!

Ice cream for motivation 🍦🍦

Hi! So I realized this has been sitting in my inbox for ages. But then I had an amazing thought, why not answer it on your birthday? So this is my bday gift to you! Happy birthday!! I hope you like it :)

Late Night Delusions

Tw: whump, yandere whumper, failed escape, drugging, creepy/intimate whumper, possesive(? not sure but I’ll put it), and I think a bit of gaslighting too so yeah

Whumpee crept through the house, slowly and quietly. The home was pitch black, they could barely see, even the currents were drawn on any of the windows to block any moonlight from coming in. They sometimes wondered if Whumper did that on purpose, in case Whumpee tried something like what they were doing now.

But they would be fine, lately they’ve been learning the house like the back of their hand. They knew where every creak in the floorboards were, they memorized the easiest places to exit, and they were pretty sure they knew how to get out as quietly as possible. The most difficult part was getting up the steps from the basement, which Whumpee already did! The stairs had the most creaks out of the entire home.

Whumpee knew that Whumper went to bed a couple hours before. They stayed up waiting until they felt certain their kidnapper went to sleep. This is the first bit of hope they’ve felt in so long, they practically clung to it like their life depended on it.

They crept across the living room and kitchen towards the back door of the house. They could see the dark night outside the back door window, oh how they wished to feel the cool night encompass them. Whumpee silently took a deep breath, slowly twisting the doorknob.

They let out a shriek that pierced through the stillness of the household. A firm iron hold gripped their wrist not on the doorknob and yanked them away from the handle, spinning them around. Whumpee’s eyes widened seeing Whumper’s face now in front of theirs, even in the dark. Their soft but honeyed voice seemed to shred any hope they had into tiny itty bitty pieces. “I did not know we were going out stargazing tonight, Whumpee.”

Whumpee frantically shook their head, trying to pull their wrist out of their hold, but Whumper did not seem to budge. “Please let me go,” they pleaded, “I’m so tired of being here!”

Whumper barely reacted to their attempts to escape their grip. They just blinked at them with a look of concern. “But my dear.. I’ve been helping you. You are getting so much more attention and love since you’ve been here.” They gave Whumpee a sad look. “Are you sick? What are you doing up in the middle of the night saying these crazy things?” They put a hand to their forehead as if to feel for a temperature.

With their free hand Whumpee slapped their hand away. “What-? Sick? No, no, I’m not sick! You know I’m not-! You- you hurt me!”

Whumper’s face contorted into one of confusion. “Whumpee.. I don’t hurt you. Your life was so difficult outside of the comfort of my home. I’m giving you a nice easy life if you would just let me..”

“I have friends and family and people waiting for me out there! I’ve been here, stuck with you for I don’t even know how long anymore!” Whumpee shouted, their built up anger and emotions being released finally through their desperate rant.

“Who?” Whumper questioned. “Caretaker?”

Whumpee fell silent. They were right, and oh god they missed Caretaker. Maybe they have been their motivation for escaping this whole time. Whumper stared at them waiting for an answer, but in the end their silence spoke for them.

“Caretaker did not know how to take care of you. They did not know you like I do. It is best if you erase them from your mind, Whumpee. They were manipulating you and making you worse. And see this-“ they waved to the door “-means I still have a lot of work to do with you.”

Tears filled Whumpee’s eyes. “No! No, you know nothing about me or Caretaker! You are sick and twisted and-“ they were interrupted by Whumper grabbing the collar of their shirt and yanking them closer. They must have let go of their wrist some time in their argument and they didn’t notice.

“You are mine. You were never Caretaker’s. You will never see them again, you are staying with me. Now I suggest you go back to bed, you are being delusional, you must be exhausted if you are lashing out like this.”

“Please, no- I-“

“Shhh, I said it is time for bed.” Whumper reached into their back pocket, Whumpee not noticing the movement in the dark. “You will feel better in the morning, you will be over all this craziness.”

“What, I’m not crazy-!” They helped and looked down at their arm, Whumper held a syringe and were emptying its contents of who knows what into their system.

“Relax, all you need is rest.”

Whumpee let out a handful of weak protests. They could not fight off the exhaustion that seemed to quickly wash over them and make their body feel so heavy. Whumper picked them up into a bridal carry when they became too weak to stand, and in the end, falling unconscious.

“Yes.. goodnight Whumpee,” Whumper whispered, looking at the sleeping figure in their arms. There was no way they would let them go so easily. They were theirs after all.

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