#man I sure wish I would've finished this in time for his birthday

[cringe-but-proud]

I read your wonka fic and wanna say that it’s amazing for your first time writing x reader! I was hoping that you can do a miles morales x reader where reader miles best friend and is a fan of Spider-Man (reader don’t know miles is Spider-Man) and readers birthday is coming up so miles knowing how much reader loves Spider-Man decides to do a guest appearance at their birthday while being Spider-Man. Reader is happy Spider-Man is at their party but is sad that miles isn’t there. Was hoping it can end with Miles revealing he’s Spider-Man and confessing to reader!

Thanks for the request! I had fun writing this one!

Miles Morales x gn!Reader

Warnings: A little cursing, reader being sad for a min

A/n: Just wanna let everyone know that my asks are open 😈

"Dude, I swear to God, he was right next to my apartment. Right there! If I had been looking out the window, I totally would've seen him!" You spoke excitedly as you showed Miles a video of the infamous Spiderman swinging past your apartment building.

"Yeah, that's cool. That's really cool." Miles nodded.

"Do you think I'll ever get to meet him? Like, for real? Face to face?" You asked as you turned the phone back to yourself, rewatching the video a few more times.

"I mean, he's in Brooklyn a lot, so..." He shrugged.

"Yeah... It's weird, I feel like everyone I know has had some sort of encounter with Spiderman, but I've never even spotted him in person."

That was true and it was intentional. Whenever miles was being spiderman, he did everything in his power to avoid you. He liked you a lot and you were his best friend. If he ever had to interact with you as spiderman, he'd probably get nervous, slip up, and blow his cover.

But, he did feel bad. You were obsessed with Spiderman. And he'd heard over and over again about how badly you wanted to meet him.

"Do you think he does cameos or anything? Maybe I could buy one of those for myself with all the birthday money I'm about to get tonight." You suggested with a chuckle.

"Nah, I don't think he does those."

You sighed and began to go on a rant about how much money spiderman could make from doing something like that.

But, Miles wasn't really listening. He was starting to get an idea. And if he wanted to follow through with the idea, he'd have to leave. Like, right now.

He stood up. "I gotta go."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah, I just remembered, uh, I gotta finish doing my laundry."

You blinked. "Alright, dude. See you later."

This was gonna be the perfect birthday present. All he had to do was stick to the plan.

Miles was going to come to your party as spiderman. He'd take some pictures with you, wish you a happy birthday, and try to keep all the talking to a minimum.

Perfect.

Your party was on the rooftop of your apartment building, which worked out perfectly for him. He arrived fashionably late, when the party was already in full swing, and he was quickly spotted.

"Yo, is that Spiderman?" A small crowd quickly formed around Miles as he searched for you.

"Yeah, yeah. I, uh, thought I'd swing by wish a happy birthday to... Y'know, Whoever." Miles said, trying to act nonchalant.

"Spiderman?!" You were suddenly standing right in front of him, eyes wide, mouth agape.

"Hey! Happy birthday!" He said to you happily.

"How'd you know this party was for me?"

Shit.

"Uh..." Miles shrugged. "Spidey-sense?"

"Cool..." You smiled. "I'm such a big fan. You- You're like- I mean, you're you. You're Spiderman." You gushed. "Could I take a picture with you?"

"Yeah, for sure." This was going better than expected.

"Can I get one next?" Some random guy piped up.

"Uh... Sure." Miles shrugged.

"Could I get one too?"

"... Yeah?"

Ok, this wasn't part of the plan. Miles was now stuck awkwardly taking pictures with your friends and family.

And where were you? He hadn't seen you in a while and this was YOUR party!

Should he be worried? Well, whether he should or shouldn't didn't really matter. Because he WAS worried.

Miles slipped away from the line of people wanting pictures to look for you. He found you sitting behind your apartment building on some steps.

He cleared his throat. "Hey, uh... Why aren't you up at the party?" He asked as he walked over to sit next to you.

You glanced over and straightened your posture nervously. "Oh, I just... My best friend isn't here and I'm starting to get sort of worried." You shrugged.

Oh, no. This wasn't part of the plan.

"Well, I'm sure he's fine, maybe he just..." Miles trailed off.

"Maybe he just didn't wanna come?" You suggested.

"No! No! I wasn't saying that! I mean, maybe he's just busy."

"Yeah, but he would've texted me if something came up." You shook your head.

Miles was panicking. Spiderman was at your party! That was supposed to make you happy! He didn't think you'd get sad about his absence.

"Well, I'm sure he's got a good reason for not being here." Miles said. "He definitely didn't just ditch you because... I mean, this party is awesome. And you're awesome... I mean, you seem awesome. From what I've seen." He was supposed to keep talking to a minimum. What was he doing?!

"You're probably right. I just wish he could be here, y'know?"

"I'm sure Miles wishes he could be here right now too."

"Yeah." You paused. "Wait, how'd you know his name?"

"Uh-"

"And how do you know my best friend's a 'he'?"

"Well, obviously-"

"Why'd you even come to my party in the first place?"

Well, shit. Miles didn't know how to talk his way out of this.

"I... Um..." You looked at his with narrowed eyes. "Alright, don't freak out, but... I..." He took off his mask. "It's me. I'm Spiderman."

Your jaw dropped.

...

"Please, say something." Miles said.

"Are you kidding me?!" You laughed. "You're- You?! How did I never figure it out?!"

"Cause I was good at hiding it?"

"Why did you come to the party like this?"

"Cause I know you love Spiderman, and I know you've wanted to meet him, and I wanted to make you happy!" Miles says. "But, I... I didn't think you'd get sad about me not being here. Me as in Miles." He said.

You paused. "You know, you didn't need to do the whole Spiderman thing for me."

"Yeah... But, I did." He shrugged.

"Why, though?"

"Cause I like you."

"What?"

Oh, God. This was like a nightmare. Whatever, no going back now.

"I like you." He repeated. "Like, not just in a platonic way."

"Oh."

...

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" He began.

"No, no! I like you too!" You quickly reassured as you chuckled. "I was just surprised."

Miles was surprised for a moment, but then he smiled in relief. "That's cool."

"Yeah." You rested your head on his shoulder. "It's cool." The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a moment. "Thanks for coming, man."

"You saying that to Miles or to Spiderman?" He teased.

"Shut up." You chuckled.

This was a nice birthday gift.

#miles morales x reader #Spiderman x reader #spiderman into the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #x reader #fanfiction

[johnnysuhbmarine]

My Favorite English Line for each NCT Member

Okay, this is something that has been on my mind for a while, but I think I've finally sorted things out enough to finish the complete list, so now I'm sharing it with the world (cause ya know, to the world, nct)

Before we get started: this is my opinion, and not what I'm claiming to be their most iconic or best line (because then we all know what Jaehyun's would be and it has to do with queso), but these are just my favorite lines to listen to because they make me transcend or something.

Also, I did not include solo stuff when compiling this because otherwise, some line from Horizon would beat out every other Jaehyun line and that's too much personal bias to feel like including - I just really love Horizon.

Now, it's time to share my most ambitious project yet:

Taeil: "oh, your birthday" (make your day)

talk about transcending. him singing this is so pleasing I can't it's so soft and perfect I love Taeil.

Johnny: "ice on with no lights on, but you're still shining yeah" (faded in my last song)

you guys, you guys. the way he sings this is crazy. I love Johnny Suh

Taeyong: "multicolored diamonds like the rainbow yeah, yeah, yeah" (regular)

it's just so addicting I don't think you guys understand. especially with his little choreography, it's perfect

Yuta: "baby we go wild. 127 squad" (kick it)

nothing gets me pumped up like how this Yuta line gets me pumped up. it's so good. he's so good!!

Kun: "it was all out of my control but I really want you to know the truth" (on my youth english version)

the way this is sung, I could listen to it on repeat forever. fantastic job, Kun. wish I could give him a pat on the head for this.

Doyoung: "so stay" (promise you)

Doyoung biases don't come at me for my favorite line of his only being two words. Doyoung is my son, I love him with everything in me, and this is so soft and perfect of him that there's no way it couldn't be my favorite. he's the reason this song is so amazing.

Ten: "oh baby, give it to me" (baby don't stop)

yeah this absolutely raises me from the grave it's so aurally pleasing I can't even begin to describe it.

Jaehyun: "it's a cruel game, I cannot lose" (sit down!)

everyone go listen to this song right now I'm not even kidding. this Jaehyun line is so addicting and perfect and hot wow.

WinWin: "we should be together, you should know" (king of hearts)

I have ALWAYS loved this part, so finding my favorite english line for him was pretty easy because wow. what a pre-chorus this man gives us. thank you, WinWin.

Jungwoo: "hey, I see you" (ay-yo)

back to absolutely transcending this line is crazy. very good, Jungwoo. wow.

Mark: "skrrt pull up in the coupe beep beep. girl, I got your lovin' on repeat" (highway to heaven english version)

I actually cannot explain how much I love this line. my mom even listens to this song with me specifically because she also knows how FANTASTIC and addicting this part is.

Xiaojun: "can I be honest? I so hate to be controlled" (take off)

wow. everything about Xiaojun is just wow, including this line.

Hendery: "falling for a stranger, good gracious" (love talk english version)

you guys. you guys. it's the "good gracious." why is it so addicting and perfect? I love Hendery so much I cannot even begin to explain, but this line is surely one of the reasons why because wow. I am asexual, but when Hendery sings this...

Renjun: "I go round and around like a merry-go" (SOS)

again, if I was going for iconic, I would've put his bridge in ISTJ, but this line of his is so perfect and aurally pleasing that I physically couldn't not put it in this list. this one line is the reason I love SOS as much as I do.

Jeno: "you owe me sleep" (broken melodies)

CRIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. that is all I have to say about that.

Haechan: "you see my hope was all but gone" (superhuman)

okay this one is a very iconic line but can I be blamed for it also being on my favorites list? no. because this line is the definition of transcendental. everything about it, including Haechan, is perfect.

Jaemin: "let it in my system" (poison)

this Jaemin line is crazy I really don't know what else to tell you.

YangYang: "she's a keeper, but I just can't keep her" (low low)

you guys. you know it's good when I pull out the "you guys" as my only coherent thought at first. YangYang eats here.

Chenle: "guess I finally get back to you" (broken melodies)

is my favorite line for my bias and bias wrecker in NCT Dream both from my favorite NCT Dream song? yes, but the fact that I am in love with how Chenle sings this line has nothing to do with the fact that it feeds into my delusions. I promise.

Jisung: "hate this distance cause I'm just left here singing" (broken melodies)

okay, Jisung isn't my bias nor bias wrecker but my favorite line of his still comes from Broken Melodies because NO ONE sings this part like he does and I have to make sure you all are aware of that. this line was made for Jisung.

Okay that- that's all twenty members. I have no clue what to do with myself now.

#nct #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #moon taeil #johnny suh #lee taeyong #nakamoto yuta #qian kun #kim doyoung #lee ten #jeong jaehyun #winwin #kim jungwoo #mark lee #xiaojun #hendery #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee donghyuck #na jaemin #yangyang #zhong chenle #park jisung

[aoyama-division]

There were only a few hours left in the day and until Luis Kōkyū's birthday was over. Speaking of, the said birthday man was lounging in his living room nursing a glass of wine, relaxing in for what felt like forever. He had to admit, even through he would've wanted to work at his restaurant, it did feel nice to take a load off once in a while.

The sound of the doorbell knocked him out of his relaxed stupor and the tall man sighed, it was no doubt another present from someone from the other Divisions. It was a bit surprising that so many people were that considerate of him, either that or they were just trying to get on his good side which made him roll his eyes but he still got up from his seat and walked over to the door.

Sitting pretty outside were a group of presents, all wrapped in Pink wrapping paper and of course, addressed to him. Shrugging, Luis took all three gifts and brought them back inside, closing the door and set them on the coffee table. Grabbing one of them, he unwrapped the paper which revealed...

A beautifully made painting of a location in the Mexican Countryside, it was so expertly detailed that Luis could almost feel himself in the place the painting was depicting. He blinked a few times to snap himself out of it before noticing that a letter was attached to it. Plucking it off, he read the letter.

'Happy Birthday, Kōkyū-san.

I hope you enjoyed the painting, it took me a while to finish but it was worth it. It was nice learning about Mexican culture and locations, I hope I did it justice. Also thank you for the delicious cakes you gave me through the years.

- Kureha Koizumi'

The second gift revealed to be an intricately made and beautiful lighter and a pack of cigarettes. Like the painting, this one also came with a letter.

'Happy Birthday to my favorite chef!

Seriously though, a very happy birthday to you, my dear Luis! Hope you're enjoying yourself because you deserved to be celebrated! Anyways, I figured you already got a bunch of extravagant gifts so I'll keep mine short and sweet. Knowing you, I'm sure you'll make good use of it.

Until next time! <3

- Lola Takahashi'

The last gift revealed to be a pack of colorful fiesta decorated cupcakes and much like the other two gifts, this one as well had a letter attached to it.

'A most joyous birthday to you, Kōkyū-san!

I hope your birthday is filled with nothing but love and happiness! Speaking of, I hope you enjoy these cupcakes I made, Kureha helped me with the design! I know they're nothing compared to a talented chef like you but I do hope they made your day brighter.

Best wishes!

- Sayaka Miyuki'

Happy Birthday Luis! ❤

Looking at the cigarettes the model had sent him, Luis took one out of the pack and popped it in his mouth. Walking out to the backyard of his house, he picked up his new lighter and lit the nicotine stick, inhaling it into his mouth. He took a moment to sample the flavor, and soon gave a slight nod.

"Not the best I've ever had, but far from being the worst," he said as he took another puff. "Lola's got good taste."

Finishing the cigarette, he placed the rest in his back pocket, along with his lighter, and looked at picture Kureha had painted for him. It truly captured the spirit of Mexican culture. He knew that, like him, his abuela was going to enjoy seeing this around the house.

"One of these days, I'm going to plan a vacation for the two of us to head back to Mexico." he thought, as he finally found a good spot to place the painting. After a few minutes of making sure it was hanging straight and perpendicular on the wall, he took a few more minutes to stare at it.

"Maybe I should get Tomi to introduce Kureha to some clients." he thought. "I know more than a few people in this city who would pay to have some art like hers in their houses."

Thinking on it, the chef then headed to the kitchen and picked up one of the cupcakes that Sayaka had prepared for him. Heading back to his spot on the couch in the living room, he picked up the wine he was enjoying before. Taking a sip, he then bit into the cupcake, and gave a satisfied hum. He wasn't surprised that Sayaka's food was delicious. She was one of the few people in Japan, along with Kanra from Edogawa, that actually had any real talent at cooking. As he finished the sweet pastry treat, only one thought was in his mind.

"If only days like these could last forever..."

#hypmic #hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #luis kōkyū #happy birthday luis 2023 #saitama division #sayaka miyuki #lola takahashi #kureha koizumi #femme fatale

[haik0xx]

“A New Day”

Genshin Highschool Au

Gender of Reader : Gender neutral

Relationships : Xiao/Reader — Childe/Reader — Albedo/Reader — Hutao/Yanfei — Ayaka/Thoma — Yaemiko/Ei

a/n : Eh idk what to name this chapter + If you want a ship added just tell me !!

Chapter : 2

Maybe a year ago you still would've hated the thought of switching schools again; after all it seemed so unfair. But now you felt relieved, relieved not having to deal with all those people staring, waiting to hear the worst.

The day passed quickly, and soon enough it was time to leave. You waved goodbye to all your classmates, promising yourself you'd see them tomorrow. They would probably all try to give you hugs, tell you how lucky you were, and ask you what you were going to do next. You wouldn't lie, you did wish you could tell them, but that would only lead to more questions and then more yelling and then even more anger. So instead you just smiled and said goodbye, hoping that they understood.

As you walked home, you started planning what you were going to do that night. Maybe you'd make dinner tonight? Or order pizza or something. That always worked when you were upset. It helped.

Before long you reached your apartment building. You grabbed your bag and unlocked the door, walking inside. There wasn't anybody in the hall, which was fine with you. There were fewer people out today, anyway.

After taking off your shoes, you headed into the kitchen and began preparing dinner. The smell of tomato sauce filled the air, and you hummed contentedly.

You glanced at your phone and frowned. 7:30pm. Well, at least that was an acceptable time for eating dinner.

About twenty minutes later, you put the finished dishes into the dishwasher and sat down at the small dining table with a book. You'd finished the last chapter about four chapters ago, but you couldn't help finding yourself rereading it, reliving old memories.

You' d been reading the same sentence for over ten minutes when the doorbell rang, startling you. Your first thought was that someone had changed their mind. It wouldn't be the first time.

"Coming!" you called out, getting up and making your way towards the door. Who would bother you at seven PM?

You swung open the door to reveal a slightly dishevelled Aether. You noticed, however, that he was holding a small box in front of him.

"Hey," he greeted.

Your heart jumped when he spoke to you like that, but that didn't surprise you in the least. Even though he tried, he couldn't quite keep his emotions off his face.

You opened the door wider, inviting him in.

"Thank you."

The two of you walked into the living room and set the box down on the coffee table. He took a seat on the couch.

"What is this?" you asked suspiciously, sitting opposite to him.

"Open it, Y/N," he urged gently.

Reluctantly, you picked up the lid. Inside were several items; a piece of paper, a pen, a key, a wallet, and… a photograph?

It was your mother. She was smiling widely, wearing a red dress, her arms wrapped around you and another man. You recognised him immediately; he was your father, standing next to a younger, happier, more beautiful woman in a wedding dress. The photo was taken years ago, probably around your third birthday.

"[Name]?" he questioned.

"Yeah," you mumbled, eyes still glued to the picture.

"Do you know her?"

You blinked and finally tore your gaze away from the photo, focusing on Aether. He was looking at you intently, his eyebrows knitted together in concern.

For a second, a small smile played across your lips. How nice it would feel to finally tell him.

Then you remembered you had no idea whether he really cared about you, or if he was simply using you.

"No," you replied softly, looking down at the photo again.

"Are you sure? Because-"

"Don't." You cut him off harshly. "She's dead. And I don't want to talk about it."

The smile vanished from your face as quickly as it had come, and you stood up and walked out of the room.

"[Name]?" Aether called after you, but you ignored him.

There was nothing else you could do now but sit by the fire and cry until your father returned.

You woke with a start when your phone alarm rang in your ear. Slowly you peeled yourself out of bed. The clock read 5:00am.

You shuffled out of bed, grabbed a pair of pyjamas from your suitcase, and dragged your feet back towards the bathroom. You showered, brushed your teeth, and put the rest of your clothes into your duffel bag. When you were done dressing you left your bedroom and headed down to the kitchen. There was a note laying on the counter. On it was written:

[Name],

I'm sorry to wake you early (or late) but I'm leaving now for work, and it'll be around 4:30am by the time I come home, so I'll try and get back before 6:00pm, but I don't think I can guarantee it. I've already arranged for my colleagues to look after you. Just please eat something and drink some water.

See you tonight.

Dad

You sighed to yourself and placed your hands in your pockets. He was acting completely weird, and it didn't take much for you to figure out why. This meant something big was about to happen.

You grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar from the pantry and sat down at the table. You opened the granola bar. While chewing, you watched as the rain outside poured relentlessly against the glass windows. It reminded you of the stormy nights you used to spend alone. Sometimes you wished you lived with your father, then maybe you wouldn't have to deal with all this crap.

With a sigh, you threw the wrapper into the trash and got up to throw away the empty bottle. As you turned around, you saw a flash of movement out of the corner of your eye. You froze. Was it your imagination? Were you imagining things?

But then you saw it again. Another flash. And then another. And another. Soon there were dozens upon dozens of flashes, causing a blinding light to fill the apartment, flooding your vision.

Then everything faded to black.

#genshin x reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader #albedo x reader #xiao x you #childe x you #albedo x you #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin high school au #genshin modern au #genshin

[pinklily7749]

A day in the life (Jan 2023)

I had texted him to wish him a happy birthday and asked him if he had big plans. Instead he asked if I was doing anything Friday night. I told him I was going to buy ingredients for the hot pot and bao buns that I'd make for my cousins and sister on the weekend. I told him I can get the ingredients at lunch or the morning after so we agreed to meet on Friday night. There's always strange butterflies in my stomach every time we agree to plans.

I was ecstatic to finish work to go and see him. It feels different meeting him on a Friday rather during the week because it feels less rushed. We can  also ease into the weekend. It's nice to feel this kind of excitement over a man. I have now officially lost count of how many times we have met like this.

I love getting ready and making myself nice and deciding on an outfit. This sounds like I'm about to go on a date but I'm not even sure if I'm dating right now. What is dating in this decade?

It was a sunny day so it was a nice drive to his place. I love his area because it is by the seaside but may also be just biased because he is there. It took me through the city that day which was strange so I had to do a hook turn. I was eager to meet him.

When I buzz into his intercom and he answers and I love hearing his voice. He welcomed me into his apartment and often always ask if I'm hungry. I like how he always asks how I am! We went downstairs and ordered a pizza and he ran to a nearby wine store to get us a bottle of wine. It's nice being around him and sometimes I sneak a look at him and notice how good looking he is. It is like that crush feeling and I cannot stop this feeling.

We played a few rounds of Pandemic and the wine had definitely given me some giggles along the way. At one point he had reached over and tenderly held my face. It is these quiet moments that I remember more than anything else. We played the first game wrong so we played a few more rounds. It didn't matter because we were spending time together. Somehow I was nervous to look at him. I don't knew why I was feeling this way when I had been in his presence so many times before that? I guess he is a lot older which makes me extra extra nervous.

We ended up cuddling on the couch and I stayed over again.

I had to wake up early to go clean my house to prepare it to have people over but otherwise it would've been nice to eat breakfast together with him.

As much I want to downplay how meeting up, he gives me feelings and affections that I have never experienced before. I never knew these feelings and affections had been missing from my life. I don't know if I'm on the right path but I know for certain that this is the current path that I want. Life is what happens in the middle they say? Or was it life is what happens when you're busy making other plans.

And just like that, I noticed I've just written a post living in the present moment with a man without bringing up the past. Maybe I'm recovering?

[hollandssunset]

thoughts on the hsmtmts s3 finale

I wish I was in that writer's room babe.

I'm going to go in order throughout the episode, but this post is just a stream of stuff I was critical of. I'm sure I could make a whole separate post about the stuff I enjoyed. Also because my biases might show lmao, I am a portwell girly and an EJ defender. But for the record, I did ship Rina in s1.

Why did Val mention Maddox giving out nicknames, but then we just didn't see it?? I would've liked a scene where everyone gets their names OR if time didn't allow for that, having them sign the wall at the end with their name & nickname.

Gina should've wished Ricky happy birthday. This is a dumb detail, but her saying it after he walked away felt awkward to me lmao.

Emmy is adorable and very talented. But why did she sing This is Me??? Like this is a new character with barely any screen time, so I really don't care about her enough to enjoy this performance. In my version This is Me would've gone to Ashlyn and EJ. Ashlyn's part would be for her to work through coming out to Big Red. EJ's part would be showing more of his struggle with his dad and not knowing where he stands after this summer. Everyone singing on it would still be great, but that would be the plot thread for the song.

Honorable mention for Miss Jen telling Nini "Stay or go, you're always a wildcat." Because it was very sweet. <3

Another honorable mention for Kourtney's Let it Go performance. Dara is SO SO talented!!! And seeing how they did the visual effects for a stage production was cool.

I'm so happy we saw Nini and Kourtney interact, but I would've loved to see Nini with everyone. I know Olivia was probably in and out of that set so quick lol, but even just her waving at them during the final bow and everyone waving back would've been nice.

At the very least, when Miss Jen goes to the fire to look for Nina. I would've loved if it cut to Nina backstage dropping Ricky's envelope on his vanity and then he looks back just as she does. They make eye contact. She waves. He smiles and waves back. She turns her back and walks to her car. Just to give a more concrete Rini send off.

EJ looking at Gina during Ricky's song, yeah, that killed me. I hate love triangles lemme just put that out there. I could write a whole post about how differently s3 Portwell plot should've gone. But I will just say I would've LOVED for the framing of this scene to be Gina standing next to EJ, EJ noticing Gina enthralled by Ricky, and him almost accepting it? Maybe he says "he's great" she's just looking at Ricky so she softly says "yeah" but then snaps back and sees EJ's face. He just smiles and says "it's okay." Because at the end of it all, after everything EJ went through, he just wants the people he loves to be happy, especially Gina. Gina looks back at Ricky and that's when he looks at her and finishes the song.

Then of course cut to EJ calling his dad, aka my heart breaking all over again. BUT if I wrote this, EJ's dad wouldn't have hung up. Or maybe he would, but only because Cash Caswell would be knocking on that cabin door to tell EJ he was proud of him. "I thought I should say this in person. I'm proud of you, EJ, of course I am." And EJ cries and hugs his dad. EJ deserved that. He deserved to have all the shit he went through actually be worth something.

Third honorable mention for Everyday, I love that song so much and am so glad we got to hear it. Especially with the icon Corbin Bleu himself singing on it.

When Big Red said he was bi, Ricky should've said "same" Caswen anyone? yes pls

NO BUT THE REAL KICKER, WHY WAS RICKY SAYING HE LIKED GINA NOT IN THE TRAILER??? Like why show that being filmed to not even use that footage. Especially considering Ricky snapped at Channing, you think that man wasn't gonna expose him?? And let's say the footage comes up in s4, will it even matter if Rina are already together? Ricky's confession should've been in the trailer and that's what triggers their conversation. It could still be Gina being the vocal one, but at least that clip would've pushed her to confess. I understand wanting to be honest and tell people where you stand, but after last time, wouldn't Gina need more reassurance to tell Ricky how she felt? The clip of Ricky talking to Carlos could've been that trigger.

Don't get me wrong, the Rina scene was VERY cute. Great first kiss. Great chemistry. Beautifully shot. But...it could've been better imo. But ship stans scare me, so I won't say much more on that.

Okay, so that's everything and this is incredibly (and embarrassingly) long. I will be surprised if anyone reads the whole thing, but if you do, thank you so much and let's discuss if anyone is down. I have many thoughts (clearly lmao).

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s3 #tas talks

[pseudomonacarriea]

Is that Ae in the midst of setting a large myriad of both narwhal and rabbit oriented decorations as well as gifts (custom-ordered streamers, pillows, matching keychains, candles, soaps, and etc. mind you) across the expanse of Childe's penthouse? Absolutely. There's even a gelatinous 'cake' that she had ordered specially for this occasion, a beautiful blue curacao filled with an assortment of gummy sharks, gummy narwhals, and gummy sea bunnies. It's his birthday and given that she managed to have their managers give them time off, she's taking full advantage of it! Not to mention she was able to convince Black (with a very strong dose of kicked bunny look) to keep him distracted until she's finished.

With some difficulty, she's managed to hang the last of the banners across the room. However, with how intimately focused upon her task she's been--She didn't really hear the door open, and yelps as she loses her balance on the step ladder while admiring the hard work. Expecting to hit the floor rather painfully and get a scolding later when she comes to practice with a bruised butt, she ends up caught by something warm and soft.

And familiar.

Looking up, rather than to apologize like she initially intends to--Aedre perks up immensely upon seeing oceanic blues.

"Ajax, happy birthday!"

Happy Belated Birthday, Childe! -- Not Accepting -- @getofflikeagun

It seems that he wasn't 'distracted' enough by Black's attempts. Having run some errands for their group all day, he's beat. For a day off, things were busier than they normally were! He wanted to be home with Aedre, snuggled in their pajamas as he made them food and watched horror movies. Or played games with her to make up for the time that had been lost among the busy schedules of music video shots.

The door behind him gives a click as he returns to his penthouse. Well, that's not really true as of late -- it's become their penthouse.

"I'm ho-"

The yelp quickly catches the man's attention as he rushes, with heavy footsteps and long legs making the distance to where Ae was from the door seem much smaller than it actually was. For once, there's a panic in his eyes as he watches her fall from the step ladder. For him, it wasn't that large of a fall. For her, it would've certainly bruised her and caused her more pain. Childe doesn't realize that he nearly does a baseball slide as his arms reach out to catch his girlfriend, holding her close as the adrenaline, and movement, come to a halt. While his breathing wasn't hard, there was a heavy sigh that comes with the soft expression of care. He's hiding his annoyance with her, as he was about to scold her right there and then.

"Ajax, happy birthday!"

When he hears those words, Childe slowly begins to stand up straight, still holding the little s in his arms. While he knew what today was, he didn't think that she'd do something for him. Speaking of, why was she on the step ladder in the first place? Ocean eyes look away from the beauty and look at the room. It's completely changed in a matter of a few hours. She did this all by herself…? The sound of laughter is heard, heartily reverberating in his throat and chest as he looks back at her.

"Thank you, Ae-chan."

The look on his face softens as he sets her down on the couch, kneeling in front of her. Like this, he's face to face with her.

"You really outdid yourself here."

He looks back at the cake that's on the table, glad that it wasn't damaged.

I can't scold her now. Guess it'll have to wait until we celebrate.

"Let's cut the cake together. We might have to keep the decorations up for a while. My family wants to come visit, and I want to show them what you've done."

Once she agrees, they cut the cake together after making a wish. Well, more like Ae holds the knife and Ajax is the one to do the rest. He trusts her, but with both of their strengths, the table would crack. He makes sure to give one primarily with gummy sharks and narwhals to Ae, while the one with sea bunnies is saved for himself.

Taking a bite of the cake, he pauses, eyes lightening up slightly. It's delicious, but he quickly knows it's going to be a fun night.

At least they're both home for this, and not out.

#➹; childe: ic #getofflikeagun #➹; I burst into tears and fall apart when I kiss you in this heat / Like a storm you’re my favorite ( childe & aedre ) #∘Question #∘Idol #Long post// #Childe's Birthday// #aE YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE THIS MAN A HEART ATTACK

[confused-pyramid]

(Un)requited

pairing: matt murdock x fem!reader

summary: Matt knows you love him, but he can't bear to put you in danger by being with you.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: so much angst, mentions of sex, lots of yearning, drunkenness

He had been distant lately. You couldn't remember the last time you two had gotten a coffee before work or taken a lunchtime stroll through Central Park. Matt would no longer hold onto your arm when crossing the street or give you that goofy grin whenever he and Foggy exchanged quips during work. But it hadn't always been this way.

When you first came to work for Nelson and Murdock as a paralegal, Matt had been so kind to you. Your only experiences with beautiful men had been of them taking advantage of and hurting you, so when Matt Murdock, with his slanted smile and gorgeous face, treated you like a partner, an equal, you fell for him immediately.

You knew work wasn't the best place to start a relationship, and with one as small as yours, news was guaranteed to spread instantly, but you couldn't help it. He was so beautiful and sweet and caring and thoughtful and falling in love with him was so so simple.

But you didn't know how wrong you were. Matt knew how you felt about him, because of how you heart rate spiked whenever he entered the room, or how you always asked for his opinion, even on things you were sure he knew nothing about.

You were the best part of his day, everyday, but he kept you at a distance for your own safety. His other profession made him a target for dangerous people and he would never voluntarily involve you in a situation that could at best derail your life, and at worst, get you killed.

So he'd been keeping his distance, no matter how hard it was. Avoiding your eyes at work and making his texts to you brief. He had been doing so well at keeping at you at arm's length that when Foggy's birthday came around, he let himself take a few steps backwards.

You and Foggy were both pretty drunk by the time the night rolled to a close, and Karen offered to walk Foggy back to his apartment. You seemed dazed enough that Matt couldn't see how bad it could be to take you home himself.

Josie's bar smelled like cheap beer and sweat, but underneath it all, Matt could just make out the sweet scent of your flowery perfume. Everything about you pulled him in, and it was a daily struggle to push you away. Your laugh might have been his favorite sound in the world, especially when you got so excited about the smallest things.

He had gotten used to being blind, but for the first time in what felt like forever, he wished more than anything else that he could see your face in the warm glow of Josie's lighting.

Eventually you finish your last drink and are finally ready to leave.

You cling to his arm the whole way home, and if things were different, you both probably would've laughed at the image of you being led around by a blind man. You may be intoxicated, but the warmth of Matt's skin through his suit still makes your heart flutter. He's so sturdy next to you and for a moment you let yourself believe that if you fell into him right now, he would take you in his arms and kiss you until the sun rose.

You arrive back at your studio quicker than you would have liked, and you scramble for your keys before locating them and opening the front door. You don't even bother changing out of your blouse and skirt before you collapse into bed and groan into the pillow.

Matt slowly makes his way into your bedroom, feeling the unfamiliar walls for support as he chuckles at your exclamations. "You went pretty hard tonight. Are you gonna be okay?"

No, you want to say. How can I ever be okay when I love you so much that it hurts to even look at you?

Instead, you situate yourself under the covers and peer up at him as he gingerly sits down on the bed next to you. There are so many things you want to say, but it's too much and it's not the right time, so you settle for, "I missed your voice."

A look you don't recognize crosses his face for a split second, before he purses his lips and mutters, "You hear it everyday."

The breath you hadn't realized you were holding leaves you as you whisper, "It's not the same. We talk, but we don't really say anything anymore."

Matt pushes his glasses up his nose and opens his mouth to say something, before closing it again.

"I know you can hear my heart race around you," you continue, feeling the alcohol make you more brave than you have been in a long time. "There was a time when I truly thought you might have felt the same way, but I'm not so sure anymore."

Your eyes are getting heavy, so you don't notice his expression turn anguished as he turns away from you. He can hear your breathing slow and your heart rate start to even out, so he chances a look back at you. Your eyes are closed and your moments from sleep, so he runs a finger across your temple, pushing back a few loose strands of hair before saying what he has wished he could say to you for months.

"I do love you, you know. I just can't bear the thought of something happening to you because of me."

You don't respond and he can't tell if he's relieved or crestfallen that you don't hear him. Saying those words to you like this, it's not enough. But it'll have to be.

The drowsiness from the alcohol softens your features, giving you a peaceful look, and for a moment - just a moment - he imagines himself giving in. He imagines your soft skin under his fingertips as you're sprawled out under him. He imagines tracing every inch of your body with his mouth so that he can memorize every curve and crevice. He wants to know what you taste like and what sounds you would make when he's inside of you. He wants to hold you in his arms whenever and wherever he wants, without a care in the world for who might be watching.

But he can't do it. He saw what happened to the people Frank cared about and the idea of you ending up the same way makes him want to throw up. So he pulls himself together, just like he always does, and he swallows the ache in his chest.

As he stands up, he kisses your forehead lightly and pulls the covers up to your chin.

Before he can change his mind, he grabs his cane and stalks out of your apartment, the feeling of your skin still burning on his lips.

#matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x f!reader #daredevil #matt murdock fanfiction #daredevil fanfiction #marvel #matt murdock x female!reader #foggy nelson #karen page

[lydias--stiles]

THE MANY CRUSHES OF LUKE PATTERSON... AND THE ONE THAT STUCK

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1982

Luke Patterson's first crush ever was Haley Martin. He adored the colour of her hair — like the clementines his mom bought — and the way she finger-painted, enough for his four year old eyes to stare at her in awe.

He watched her make mud pies in the sandbox from the monkey bars, only to ruin them to get a rise out of her. He couldn't understand why she didn't like him the way he did, so he nagged his mom to explain.

"Teasing girls should be fun for them too, sweetheart," she soothed. "This Haley clearly didn't like it."

He blinked. "Huh?"

Her smile stayed warm, similar to hot chocolate and whenever grandpa conjured candies from behind his ear. "Why don't you share your grapes with her tomorrow? I'm sure she'll like that."

His nose scrunched up. "Why?"

"Because it's sweet, Luke."

"I don't get that," he shrugged. "But I'll try."

The next day, he sat beside her during storybook time and that seemed to help a little already. By the time it was lunch, her mood was lifted, which excited him too, and urged him to offer the grapes.

It earned him a featherlight kiss on the cheek.

Luke squeaked in surprise, flushing a firetruck red, to which she giggled and plopped another grape in her mouth.

Three days later, his crush was gone from his mind and he began sharing his grapes with his new friend Reginald instead.

1986

"Can you ask Jessica what she thinks of me?" Luke hurriedly whispered, eyes flickering between Reggie and the girl from across the courtyard.

Normally, Luke Patterson exuded confidence. The resident class clown, always opening his jaw to react to the teacher without raising his hand, catching fights with stupid classmates, sneaking into dad's stationwagon to create mixtapes.

Fearlessness was his freaking middle name. (It was actually Beck, but whatever. He wished it was something cool like Duran Duran though.)

But when it came to girls... he got so nervous. Because they were girls! He didn't understand them! They hated rambunctious boys and only listened to stupid pop music and blabbered about how they stole makeup from their sisters.

Jessica, however, somehow made his heart flutter and his stomach twist up. She just looked cool in her dungarees and she had a pretty smile and she didn't wear that overwhelming, sugary perfume that was now popular.

Reggie snickered, in the way only eight year old boys could. "You liiiiiiike her!"

"No!" He scowled. "I–I'm just curious."

"Sure," he drawled, but then shrugged in agreement, the oversized leather jacket rustling on his shoulders. He stole it from his older brother after he saw him kissing (!!!) some girl and figured it held some magic to impress the ladies with.

"Just do it!"

With a dramatic flourish, the boy left their hiding spot, Luke lurking around the corner of the alcove to watch. Jessica looked up from her hard work of creating friendship bracelets and smiled at Reggie.

Oh, gosh. She was pretty.

A minute later, a sheepish Reg slowly crawled back to him, cheeks red and fiddling with the zipper of his jacket.

Luke grabbed his shoulders, urgent. "What did she say?"

"Uh... well..."

"C'mon, dude!"

Reggie sighed. "She... likes me, buddy. Sorry."

His hopeful face crashed into one of devestation, quickly covering it up with a laugh and a squeeze of the shoulder. Oh, man, what would Steven Tyler do?

"That– that's dope!"

In the end, Reggie and Jessica were boyfriend and girlfriend for a week while he wrote an angry poem about how stupid dungarees were.

Huh... it was surprisingly good.

1988

"Hey, Luke," Gwenn greeted, shy, tucking her hands in her Camp Wacky Rocka hoodie. "I really liked that song you made about your guitar."

Jumping from the tree branch to the ground, Luke dazzled her with an appreciative smile. From above, Reggie and their new friend Alex watched on curiously.

"Thanks!"

Who would've thought that summer camp would be the first time he made a real, girl friend! Gwenn was super cool and she played the saxophone and she liked Joan Jett and her hair was all curly and big and it reminded him of pretty clouds.

Looking over her shoulder, he noticed a gaggle of girls staring at them. Like they were waiting.

Gwenn stared at him. "Can you close your eyes?"

He frowned. "Why?"

"Just 'cause."

Whatever. Maybe she wanted to show him something cool and would stick it in his hand. Complying, he closed his eyes and impatiently waited, bouncing on his heels.

"So?"

Suddenly, he felt a light, warm touch on his mouth and — oh! She was kissing him!

Luke staggered back in surprise, gawking at a blushing Gwenn as she squeaked a sorry and ran back to the now giggling and screeching girls. They ran away like a flock of birds.

It was a dare! His first kiss, stolen by a dare!

His boys jumped down beside him, awed.

Reggie hollered. "You kissed Gwenn!"

"I don't get it," Alex muttered.

Luke's face twisted up in a sour expression. Camp Wacky Rocka should be all about the music and becoming legends and Gwenn ruined it!

He stuck his tongue out. "Whatever. Let's go to the mess hall!"

1989

When Luke turned eleven, he kissed someone for real.

His birthday party was at the arcade, loud chatter and robotic sounds clashing together in an amazing cacophony. His parents hated the place, which is why Luke loved it.

Of the twenty guests, Yasmine clapped the loudest after he finished his song with the boys — Math Is For Losers! — and grabbed his hand as they walked to a duel game.

Luke felt fuckin' giddy the entire time. (Freakin' in front of his parents, fuckin' with friends.) The swoop in his stomach, his cheeks stretched into a wide beam.

Freshly eleven and the king of the arcade, he boldly asked if he could kiss her.

She smiled, her purple headband glittering in the neon lights, and nodded.

It was short and warm and her lips tasted like pink lemonade and sour gummies and it gave him an entirely new buzz. It was exciting.

He kissed her a couple more times the days after, eager and curious, until she claimed she was now only interested in twelve year old boys.

Since Luke now held the record of most kisses between him, Alex and Reggie, he wasn't too bothered by it. They shook hands, complimented each other on the kissing, and that was that.

1992

"Are you or are you not my boyfriend?" Olivia bit, crossing her arms.

Luke sighed, lazy gaze drifting from her to his band waiting by their bikes. Damn, he thought having a girlfriend would be way easier. Why was she so tense?

"I am," he said. "Why do you think I'm not?"

"Because you ignore me, like, all the time!" Pouting, she fiddled with the hem of her tartan skirt. "And now you're going to be with your band!"

He shrugged. "You can come with us and listen, if you want."

Luke met Olivia this year as deskmates in French class. Her raven hair was long and thick and her lips were all shiny from lip gloss and maybe he got a little cocky, thinking he could be dating the hottest girl of freshman year, so he naturally asked her out.

Maybe he should've considered beforehand whether they had anything in common, but he'd always been the overzealous type. And besides... she was a good kisser.

She scoffed. "That's not any better. Whatever. I'll just hang with Tina and Priscilla then. Laters!"

Plopping a kiss on his lips, she turned around and stalked to her whispering friends. Luke puffed, adjusted the beanie and made his way to the boys.

Girls were confusing.

"I bet dating boys is easier," Alex mused. "Like, equally terrifying, but also... easier. I think. Maybe."

Bobby laughed. "How's the girlfriend, Luke?"

"Ha ha," he deadpanned. "Let's go. I got this new song, Crooked Teeth, and it's a fucking banger!"

Olivia broke up with him after Sunset Curve's first, official gig at the arcade with the explanation that he loved music more than her. He never loved her to begin with, so maybe that was the problem.

She made out with Bobby that same night.

Holy shit, man. He supposed that bitter feeling at the sight of them tasted like rock 'n roll, the one thing he actually craved.

What a funny, funny feeling. (He wrote a hell of a lot of songs about it after. He never quite looked at Bobby the same way either.)

1995

"Hey, Maisie." Leaning against the locker beside the girl, he shot her a million dollar smile. "You comin' to our gig tonight? It's at The Orpheum."

Maisie was fucking awesome. Always in short, flowery dresses and fishnet tights and thick eyeliner like a rockstar, always listening to something new on her walkman. She came from a rich family, but that didn't hinder them from becoming friends.

Her jaw fell slack in awe, him instantly gaining more confidence. Ducking his head to meet her eye, he leaned a little closer. He knew damn well what he was doing, and he got a thrill every time it worked.

"Really?" She gasped. "That's awesome! I'll so be there!"

"Sweet," he grinned. "And stay after too."

A brow quirked up, intrigued. "Why?"

He shrugged. "Just 'cause."

"Right," she drawled. "Nothing is 'just because' with you, Luke."

"And that's why you gotta stay," he teased, nudging her shoe with his. "To find out."

If they rocked that gig and he felt like a fucking legend, he hoped it would end with the two of them hooking up. He wasn't interested in dating — having learned his lesson after Olivia — and he knew she wasn't either, but she was fun.

And that was the most important to him: to have fucking fun. Luke Patterson was here for a good time, not a long time.

And if nothing happened between him and Maisie, then he'd still feel like a legend. In a couple of hours, he was going to play at The Orpheum! How gnarly was that?!

2022

Twenty-seven years later, Luke was still seventeen years old. While he preferred to not question the science behind ghostly activities — he flunked physics anyway — he was happy that he froze at this age.

Because Julie was seventeen, too.

And, man. He was madly in love with her.

He loved everything, from the babyhairs curling around her ears, to her voice and compassionate soul, to her beautiful smile, all the way to her cute, doodled sneakers.

Her epic music taste, her snark, the way she always found his gaze, the way she finished his lyrics, the way she always knew what to say to make him feel better.

His heart melted to a flickering candle whenever she hugged him, a raging wildfire erupting between every kiss. He was a fool for her.

"Stop moving," she giggled, one hand coming up to hold his chin.

He grinned, "Sorry, Jules."

Shifting closer, she dabbled more glitter on his cheeks. They were playing at a black-light club tonight, so Julie and Flynn bought all the glow in the dark makeup available at the store for the occasion.

They looked ridiculous in daylight, Julie's weirdly pink lipstick claiming all his attention, but he knew they'd look fucking cool once the lights went down.

"You want to watch a movie after the gig?" she whispered.

Luke rolled his eyes, playful. "You're gonna fall asleep."

"Yeah." With a bashful tilt of the shoulder, she leaned in closer. "But then you'll be with me."

"Julie! How scandalous," he teased, though his chest swelled at the thought of having some alone time, some cuddle time, with Julie.

"So?"

Murmuring a yes, he closed the little distance to kiss her, sealing the deal, only for her to chase after him — an attempt to wipe the lipstick stain off his lips.

"Nah, keep it." A smirk grew. "So the people know."

She tsked. "Idiot."

"You like it."

"I'm still taking it off though, seeing as you're supposed to be a hologram," she pointed out. "But... you can kiss my lipstick away after the show."

He sighed, dreamy. "I love you."

Finishing his glitter and removing the stain, she dazzled him with a satisfied smile. "Love you too."

She rose up from the couch and went to search for Reggie, the boy likely with Carlos. For a moment, Luke was alone in the studio, allowing himself to sink into that warm, fuzzy feeling.

No matter how many blunders he went through with girls — Haley, Jessica, Gwenn, Yasmine, Olivia, Maisie — they all prepared him, in one way or the other, for Julie.

To not only recognise when an awesome girl was standing right in front of him, but also how to treat her — because Julie Molina deserved the fucking world.

Even if that world now included the supernatural.

Whatever. They were all a little crazy.

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@bluefirewrites @blush-and-books @pink-flame @ourstarscollided @constantly-singing @unsaid-emily @willexx

#juke #jatp fanfiction #julie and the phantoms

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

Ngl, I'm not sure how to feel about Von right now 😂but if you're up for it, I'd love to read about that party where Master Kohga seduced him?

Oh we've gotten MANY mixed emotions on Von. But the thing is-EVERY Yiga has done something fucked up. So Von is far from innocent. Hell, you should've seen what Kohga had to do in order to have his father fully pass on the torch. But hey, it's not about that, it's about some fucking, so let's go!

"I apologize that I cannot make it, Von. Do forgive me."

Today was Von's birthday, and of course, it was used for many as an excuse to party. Von and Kohga were on a call with Sooga and Cil, who had to deal with business outside of Hyrule. Von chuckled, shaking his head.

"Ah, it's fine, life happens. How's Cil treating you?"

"No worse than usual."

Kohga finished off his drink, before nodding at the screen.

"Why isn't he on to wish him happy birthday?"

"He's shy. He told me to call you though, so you know he cares."

"Stop lying to people!!"

Cil shouted offscreen. The three of them shared a chuckle, before Sooga shrugged.

"I have no idea why he's acting like this. I think it's because he likes you."

"...Master Kohga, avert your gaze, imma do something ugly."

"Hey hey! Easy you two! Go finish the mission, and come back home. And don't you forget to bring something for the birthday boy!"

Von lightly nudged Kohga out of the way, putting on his flirt™️ voice.

"I mean, you wanna let me see them melons, I'll take that too ~"

Cil, ever unimpressed and unflinching, retorted.

"You want me to bring some hydromelons, fine."

"Ah, you're no fun! Alright grumpy gus, we'll let you go, think Gregor is making shots right now anyway."

Kohga got excited at that, feet kicking this way and that.

"Oh! My Ganon, Gregor makes the best drinks- you two, imma head off and get my buzz on, birthday boy is coming with!"

Kohga waved quickly, before hanging up the call, and forcing Von to join him. Little did either know, Kohga had quite the birthday gift for him.

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"I. Need to talk to Gregor, because I think there's alcohol in this alcohol."

"No shit? Me too!"

Von and Kohga snorted obnoxiously, almost waking up the passed out yiga right next to him. Kohga tried to drink some more, but unfortunately his pile of cups were all empty. Wasn't fair. He lifted his glass up to Gregor, who was trying to pick up after the entire mess left behind.

"Gregor, be a babe, get me another drink!"

Gregor grabbed all the empty cups, before bumping his hips into Von's.

"Get drunk man to bed. Now."

Gregor was no fun like that. Von grumbled. He didn't want to, especially since he felt like he could get some more drinks in him, but he could tell the man did NOT wanna argue. So, he got up, and hoisted Kohga's arm around his neck. He would've carried him, but he knew Sooga HATED if anyone else carried him. Kohga hated walking though, given how loud he whined.

"No....carry mee."

"I'm not risking Sooga fury. Come on, bed time."

If only he knew. He waved Gregor off, before walking Kohga back to his room. He usually wasn't allowed inside, but he knew he couldn't just let Kohga wander, dude could hurt himself. So he guided him to his bed, and was about to tuck him in, when Kohga grabbed his masked face, bobbing his head to an imaginary beat.

"Hold on, hold on! I wanna wish you a happy birthday! You're such a big boy now!"

Von snorted, holding onto one of his hands.

"Thank you, Master Kohga. Really. I'm glad I got to celebrate with you, I had a real great time."

"Me too! You know, I got SO nervous when you started your initiation."

He thought it was drunk babble, but Von was curious now. He rested his arms on his bed, showing he was listening.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I thought you were gonna fail. Not that I questioned your skill, I just. Ugh, I would've hated to punish you for failure. I like you. I was SO happy when I put your new mask on your pretty face."

When a guy like Kohga told him you were pretty...well. Got you flustered, if only a little bit.

"You...think I'm pretty. And not just because you're drunk?"

"What? I'm not drunk, YOU'RE drunk."

"I...think we both are."

They both erupted in loud, annoying laughter, and Von didn't know how this happened, but. Well. They kissed. It was a peck at first. Then it got worse. Kohga deadass pushed his mask off of his face, in order to feel his cheeks and kiss his stupid lips. Oh fuck. Kohga's lips were something. Softer than any lips he'd kissed, and he's been around the block. Kohga muttered against his lips, in between kisses.

"You should fuck me. You should take my clothes off, and fuck me how you want to."

Should he? Or should he stop holding him like this and leave?

"On it."

Nope, he was already tugging off his clothes. It was a drunken mess and he somehow, by some miracle, managed to pull off his clothes. And holy shit was he hard already. Pierced nips, plenty of pubes for his semi hard, thick dick, and a big, beautiful belly. Oh fuck. Talk about a present. He pressed his lips against his for a moment, before his lips trailed down from his chest, to his stomach, letting Kohga trail his fingers in his hair. Oh, Sooga wasn't kidding when he said that was an INCREDIBLE feeling.

"You're so pretty Von. You've got all this pretty hair and that pretty face~"

Von knew he was blushing. Could he help it? This absolute hunk was being so nice to him? He pressed his lips against his dick, loving how it slowly started to get harder in his grasp.

"I...thanks. Cil says my hair is messy."

Kohga scoffed, waving his hand dismissively.

"Bah, he's pretty too, but he's a judgemental prick. If it's not me or him, he hates it. Don't worry, you're a pretty boy."

Von gulped. Something about the tone of his voice, Something about those delicate fingers...oh it did something to his heart. He stuffed the cock in his mouth greedily, loving how Kohga let out a shuddery swear. He took him entirely, letting him stretch his cheeks, letting him bulge in his throat. Once he knew it was coated in plenty of his spit, he pulled away, looking at his ass. Sooga talked a big game, about how great it was to eat Kohga's ass, it was about time he saw what the big deal was.

"I'm going to make you feel SO good, Master Kohga."

Then, he grabbed his ass, stretched those huge cheeks, and buried his face inside. Next thing he knew, Kohga was laying there, playing with his own tits, and letting Von lick and taste against his asshole. Kohga had such a dreamily smug look on his face, it made his own cock throb.

"That's it. Right in there. Don't you forget just whose ass your eating, Von~"

Oh the way he said his name. As Sooga put it, 'it was an honor, a delight, and a treat, to make Master Kohga feel good'. He kept eating, lifting one hand up to stroke his fat cock. His pace was quick, and it turned out Kohga REALLY liked that, given the precum that leaked heavily from his dick. His face, his ass was perfect. Everything was perfect. So he wanted more. He pulled away, before crawling over Kohga, bringing his face close to his.

"Please tell me this is the part where I rail your ass."

Kohga laughed, smacking his shoulder as he did so.

"Ganon, you are FUNNY. Yes, this is absolutely the part where you stick your dick in my ass, and absolutely rail me."

Von thought he could maybe fuck something up here. That is, until Kohga opened his mouth, and ran his tongue alongside his. The same tongue that sucked his dick, and tasted his asshole. Kohga was a freak. And Von wanted more. He took a hold of his cock, and slowly pushed himself in. He pushed him in fully without meaning to, and he saw how Kohga bit his bottom lip.

"Am I too big? Do you need me to pull-"

"Von, you're a big boy. But I've fucked Gorons. You're definitely not the biggest I've had."

"...am I bigger than Sooga?"

Kohga snorted, wrapping his legs around his waist.

"Naughty question, naughty boy~"

Von couldn't help himself anymore. His abs pressed against that big tummy, his lips against lips, he started to rail his ass. His hips bucked against his, Kohga's nails started to draw down his back, and Kohga was so...vocal. It was one thing to hear them doing it from the other side of the wall. But being right here, and being the cause of the sound? It was HOT. He couldn't believe he was doing this right now, honestly.

"That's it. Don't you pull back on me. You're gonna be a good birthday boy, take your present, and FUCK ME. I want that cock to pump so much fucking cum in me. If you don't stuff me, I'm going to kick your goddamn ass. You listening to me?"

Kohga growled as he patted his cheek, a bit roughly, and Von nodded. He got the chance to fuck THE Kohga, why was he pussying out on him? He practically pinned his legs over his head as he railed him, making Kohga cry out all types of swears for him. He didn't think he'd EVER be here, mating pressing Master Kohga. He felt so good, so TIGHT around his cock, like he was a walking toy. Then, he came. Kohga pumped his cock as he was stuffed, putting on quite the show as he came almost immediately after, getting it all over his stomach, and chest. Von pulled out, and laid down next to Kohga, trying to catch his breath.

"I...holy shit. That was like. The good kush. Didn't think my birthday would end like this."

Kohga laughed, crawling on top of Von until he was straddling him.

"So cute. You think the night's over~"

----------------------------

Von groaned as he woke up. Oh, he felt WIPED. He looked around. New bedroom. Another sleepover. He looked down to see just who was cuddling him. Kohga. Huh. That's new.

"Kohga. Nice."

Kohga was passed out, resting right on his bare tit. He looked comfy, honestly. Nude, dried cum littered this way and that. Then, it clicked. He fucked Master Kohga. He fucked him GOOD. Oh no. He was impressed at his score, obviously, but then he remembered: Sooga and Cil existed. And they were coming home TODAY. He, as quiet as he possibly could, squeezed out of bed, and quickly put his clothes back on.

"Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious,"

He put his mask back on, before slowly slipping out of the room.

"Don't be suspicious of what?"

Von cried out like a helpless schoolgirl at the sound. He turned, and sure enough, Sooga and Cil were right there. Buff as ever. Von let out a totally normal laugh.

"Oh its uhm. I didn't uh. Want you to catch me by his room! But I wanted to check up on him, but it's why I was here. To. Check on him. He was making noises and stuff."

Sooga of course, immediately felt worried.

"Oh? Perhaps I should see if he needs something-"

"NO!!"

Cil and Sooga noticed how loud that response was. Von tried desperately to recover.

"I mean. He's grumpy. He yelled at me to leave. He's in a real bad mood. So. Don't go in there."

That seemed to sate Sooga, who nodded.

"Oh, I know that mood. Very well, I'll unload the cargo and work on his breakfast. Cil, why don't you go celebrate his birthday? Since you were so upset you missed it yesterday."

"I wasn't upset I missed his birthday, I'm upset that I couldn't drink, dealing with you. Come on, Von."

Cil put his hand behind his back, ushering him forward. Von was gonna speak, when Cil cut him off.

"I know what you were doing."

Oh no.

"Cil I c-can explain, it just happened-"

"Save it. I understand."

"You...do?"

Cil nodded.

"Of course. I've caught myself peeking here and there. No shame if you don't get caught. Just don't do it too much, wouldn't want you thinking you had a chance with him. Come on, I'll get us some shots."

As they neared the area of the bar, Von immediately looked at Gregor. He knew. He fucking knew. Bastard was blind, but he knew.

And Von was FUCKED.

#asks #Kohga #Von #Sooga #Cil #lemon #about time i did this ngl #had fun with it

[softsebnbuckystan]

Soul ties - Part 8 (Bucky Barnes au)

“No, I don't wanna know, Where you been or where you're goin'

But I know I won't be home, And you'll be on your own”

Maniac by Michael Sembello was blasting from Wanda's room as she was going through her closet,  looking for something you could wear at the party. You were tapping your feet to the beat and shaking your head softly.

"This is perfect," Wanda said as she handed  you  jean shorts and a T-shirt. Finding something in your style had been hard, but the outfit turned out really cute on you. "And before you ask, I still have your plaid shirt if you want to wear that."

Your sister knew you too well ; or maybe it was just her ability to read minds. You were pretty sure it was a mix of both. You looked at your watch : five in the afternoon were already passed and you knew Nat was supposed to arrive soon, so you went to the kitchen after changing. Actually, she was already there.

"Nat!"

"Happy birthday, girl! How do you feel about hitting thirty, huh?"

"Surprisingly good, to be honest," you answered as you hug her tight. "I'm glad you came by."

"Me too. Steve told me pretty interesting news about some guy." She wiggled her brows, making you raise yours.

"Not that interesting. Yes, he is my supposed soulmate, but I got married last week, not matter how that's turning out."

"Yeah, sorry I couldn't be there, by the way. However, if I trust Steve's words..."

"Don't? Please." You smiled, making her laugh. You really must've sounded desperate, or in denial –  or, once again, both.

"Fine. But I can't promise I'll hold back my thoughts."

"I know you won't," you joked. "Anyway, is the cake already here?" You asked Sam.

"No, Bucky's not back yet."

"Oh, alright. I thought since he left early..."

"He had stuff to do, apparently." He shrugged, showing he didn't know any more than you did. A smirk appeared on his face. "Miss him already?"

"Ugh, I hate you all."

"No, you don't!"

Everyone around you laughed and, frankly, you couldn't hold it in either. These people always had a way of making you forget about your problems, and Darren hadn't crossed your mind until now.  Hours went by and more people arrived at the compound. It wasn't supposed to be a big party, but Tony was obviously unable to resist to Peter Parker asking if he could tag along. This kid loved being around here, maybe as much as you did. Once eight hours rang, almost everyone was there, except for Bucky. You were sure he'd eventually show up, even though you  couldn't help but feel a little anxious while everyone shared champagne bottles.

"Alright, close your eyes," Sam said, dragging you out of your thoughts. He put his hands on your eyes as you giggled softly.

"What is it now, you asked?"

"Patience, lady."

You couldn't see  anything – obviously – but you soon heard voices around you singing you a happy birthday. When Sam removed his hands, your eyes took some time to adjust to the sparkling candles on the big birthday cake. More importantly, it took you a second to recognise the man carrying it. Where had his hair gone?

"Your hair," you whispered once he was close enough.

He shrugged. "C'mon, the candles will melt if you don't blow them out." His own smile quickly spread to your face as you blew out your thirty candles. Everyone applauded and Bucky started cutting it so that people could help themselves. Once seated next to him, you took a bite of your own piece and closed your eyes in delight.

"Raspberries. I love those."

"Yeah, Wanda said it was your favourite," he told you before eating a chunk of cake. "How do you like the party  so far?"

"I love it. Everyone I love is here, so I couldn't be happier, really." You didn't even think about what you were saying. Tony's champagne did that to you for sure.

"Everyone?"

"Of course, why do you ask?" You gave him a confused look  before it dawned on you. "Oh,  I know. Well if he's not here by now, I guess that means something."

"Well I'm not the one saying it. It's your night, anyway, so let's not talk about him and let you have fun." He gently poked your arm – you felt delighted, as it was him who'd  made the move this time. It felt as if he was becoming more comfortable around you : you'd noticed he'd been laughing with you a lot more frequently these last few days.

"So, why the new haircut?"

"I wanted some change. New me, old me, I guess." He took a sip of his beer.

"I like it. Can I have some?" You pointed at the bottle. He gladly handed it to you ; damn, this man did not know what one beer might do to you, especially after champagne.

Wanda spotted you from across the room and stopped walking towards you, interrupting her conversation with Scott Lang.

"I hope that's your first drink tonight," she said with a grin. "You don't want to expose your party demon now, do you?"

You chuckled at Bucky's scared eyes. "I'm taking this back," he said, taking his beer back and finishing it.

"Don't worry, Bucky. I'm fine. I'm just a little more outgoing when I drink, that is all."

A screeching sound made you turn your head : Steve had just plugged a microphone into the speakers.

"Alright, so, as you all know, tonight's Y/n's thirtieth birthday. For the occasion, I'm sure she'll gladly treat us to a speech now."

If looks could kill, Steve would've died on the spot, super soldier or not. You never had inspiration for that kind of stuff.

"C'mon guys,  she needs some encouragement," Sam chimed in.

Tony and Peter both whoo'ed  at you with huge smiles, and you had no other choice than going on that improvised stage which consisted of the space between the speakers. You took the microphone from Steve's hand and Nat handed you a beer.

"Oh my, thanks for that," you said, chuckling. "I want to thank you all for coming. You  might have known me for a while, or not, but hum...you guys are family. I couldn't be happier to celebrate thirty years on Earth with you." You raised your bottle in front of you. "To found family."

Everyone  drank to that, and you jumped as Sam placed his hand on your shoulder and started speaking in another mic.

"So many emotions there, I love to see it. Now we're not done with you. Remember that night in Brooklyn?"

"Oh no."

"Oh, yeah... we're  gonna do it. And you're gonna love it, don't you dare say otherwise."

You stared at Sam before downing your drink. He was damn right.

"Okay Scott, fire away!"

"Toniiight,  I'm gonna have myself a real good time..." Sam started singing this fabulous bop as the music soared in the air. You obviously joined him right away.

"I'm burning through the skyyyyy, yeah." You probably were not singing right, but you couldn't have cared less. Everyone around  you was singing – more like yelling – along and you finally let go of your last inhibitions.  You were singing and dancing,  pretending you were the international rock star giving a representation. For once, you saw a wide smile on Bucky's face that couldn't seem to go away, and you decided to have fun with him a little. You pointed at him and smiled as you basically jumped to the beat.

"I'm a sex machine ready to reload like an atom bomb about to oh, oh, oh,  oh exploooode!"

He couldn't help but laugh and he even started tapping his feet to the beat as well. You went back to Sam and you ended the song back to back, definitely yelling more than you were actually singing.

"See, I told you you'd love it!" he exclaimed.

You laughed out loud before handing the mic to Scott. "You have fun now, I gotta rest for a sec."

You happily got back to Wanda and Bucky as Scott and Sam were joined by Peter to keep this improvised karaoke going. Your sister was less than surprised, since this wasn't the first party she had with you. Bucky, on the other hand...

"I didn't know you could do that," he said with a grin.

"What, absolutely slay the day with a mic in my hand? Hell yeah I can, only after some drinks though."

"Yeah, I don't know if your cheeks are this red from drinks, dancing or just regular blush."

You chuckled at his laugh, even placing your hand on his shoulder while doing so. When your eyes were done squinting from all the laughs, you froze.

"Darren, I-"

"That science guy let me in."

Bruce shot you a sorry look, raising his hands in the air. "He wouldn't let me ask you for your opinion first anyway."

Damn, you hadn't realised how much everyone disliked your husband. After all, no one had ever been rude to his face, unlike his friends. Bucky turned around to face him and crossed his arms over his chest : his smile was long gone now, as if it had been only a fever dream.

"You put on quite a show there."

"Wow, so not even a 'happy birthday', huh?" You didn't even look down this time : you stared at him, no trace of a smile on your lips. "When I said you could come if you wanted to, I didn't say  that so you could come and be condescending."

"I'm not gonna wish you a happy birthday after I saw you hit on that guy in a fucking song!" he yelled, pointing at Bucky. Darren's anger was so unjustified that you would've laughed at him, hadn't you been remotely nice and equally angry at him.

Bucky didn't say a word as he slowly put Darren's hand down. You noticed he'd used his metal arm, even though you knew for a fact he was right handed and usually prioritised his dominant hand. That was quite passive-agressive ; you held back a smile.

"Do you even hear what you're saying?" Keeping your cool was not an option anymore, and you walked away from everyone. Contrary to Darren's belief, you didn't like 'putting on a show'.

"We're going home, now," he said firmly. "Your little crisis lasted long enough."

"My crisis? You've left me alone at home for days and now you expect me to come back? You're unbelievable, Darren. And you started pulling this shit before we were even engaged!"

"You never complained about this,  so why do it now?"

"Because I can't take it anymore! Is that so hard to believe? Is it hard to understand that I want to be treated the way I deserve?"

You ran a hand through your hair, looking at Darren in disbelief as the anger in his eyes just grew harder.

"You know what?" you continued. "If you have nothing better to say, I might as well just  go back to the people who really love me. As far as I'm concerned, this" — you gestured at the both of  you – "is over."

You turned around, feeling a huge confidence boost that still wasn't strong enough to overcome your disappointment.

"What's that on your back?" His voice was so low compared to seconds earlier that you looked back at him.

"What?"

He walked up to you fast, but too slowly not to be noticed by Steve and Bucky, who'd been watching the scene carefully. Despite their obvious strength, they couldn't get to you before Darren violently lifted the back of your t-shirt, scratching  your back with his nail at the same time. You let out a cry and next thing you knew, Darren was pinned against the wall, held back by Bucky's arm.

"You lied," he whispered. "You do have a tattoo."

Damn. You had always been careful to wear high waisted jeans. All it took was one careless pair of shorts. You had no answer to give to him, so Darren looked at Bucky instead.

"It's you. Right? I fucking knew it." He looked back at you. "I should've known you weren't to be trusted around other guys. You're such a-"

"I think you should leave." Steve had laid his hand on his friend's shoulder to try and calm him down. Bucky let go of your husband and shot you a side glance to check on you. You were crossing your arms on your chest and your eyes had never been more interested in the floor.

"Steve's right," you uttered. "You should go." You  walked away with these words. You hadn't even noticed there was no longer any music playing in the room. Silence was oppressing and everyone seeing you cry was not an option. You walked to your room in daze. Once you felt the door closing behind you, you allowed yourself to break down. It was a knock on the door that made you tilt your head up a few minutes later.

--- You have no idea how excited I am for part 9!!! If I wasn't strictly following my self-imposed rule of having two unpublished chapters at all times, I would post it right away. x) I hope you liked this one!! Feel free to give me any notes you may have : I improve thanks to readers.

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[luna0713hunter]

Kiss Me Like You Miss Me : (1/2)

Summary : a special fanfic for Nico's birthday

Read on ao3

@solangeloweek

Special thanks to @thatdamfangurl for helping me write this ff!!

Being a son of Hades,was never easy...on the second thought,being a DEMIGOD was never easy...

he slashed,yet another evil spirit,cringing a bit as it let out a long,suffered scream.

other ghost were eyeing him warily,afraid that one wrong movement in front of the ghost king himself,would bring them to a similar end..

Nico let out a frustrated groan,sheeting his Stygian sword,and glanced back at the flickering ghosts

"believe me, I'm not thrilled to be here too."

he rubbed his muddy hands on his ripped jeans,praying to all gods that when he got back,Will wouldn't kill him for scratches all around his body.

without any waste of time,he slipped through the shadows near by,and stepped out into his father's palace...

"My son.."

Hades' voice was the same as always:cold,terrifying,enough to send a man crumbling to the ground.

but Nico remained unfazed,folding his arms in front of his chest and looked at the God of UnderWorld with boredom.

"Father,I've finished what you asked me to do...can I PLEASE go back now?"

his father stared at him with dark eyes,and Nico could see the face of thousand souls,screaming,asking for help and mercy on his robe...

Hades leaned back into his throne,closing his eyes once before opening them with slight amusement dancing on his pale face.

"indeed you can go back...I believe that son of Apollo have already thrown a search party for you..."

Nico's eyes went wide with the statement,his heart beating fast at the mention of his boyfriend.

"shit!I forgot to tell Will!!"

there was a sound coming from Hades that reminded Nico suspiciously of chuckle.

his father waved his hand,and as another presence was added to them,Nico was anxiously looking at the shadows to make a run for it...

Will would DEFINITELY kill him for that now...

"Nico dear,what a pleasant surprise."

Persephone's voice was as sweet as honey,warm and welcoming...

Nico straightened his back,his face blank like always.

he bowed a bit,trying to push Will's face to the back of his mind;he didnt want to show any weakness to the Goddess...

"oh Nico dear!you should've definitely brought the son of Apollo with you!!!I'm sure his presence would've been fantastic for the flowers!not to mention Hades wanted to meet him for a while now!"

Nico's mouth fell open at the statemet....

his father,the lord of UnderWorld,wanted to meet his boyfriend?his annoying nephew's son???

Persephone slowly rose from her seat next to Hades,walking toward where Nico was standing,flowers blooming with each of her steps.

when she reached him,the smile on her face was so soft,made Nico's heart ache painfully as his mother's smile flashed across his eyes for one second...

the goddess clapped her hands and in a blink of eye,there was a bouquet of flowers in her hands...all colors,shinning brightly in the dim light of the palace...

"Nico...sweetheart...

I know we didnt start our relationship well,and I regret it with every day that passes by...

but the truth is,I love you like a son I never had...you've been throught enough in your life,and all me and your father want for you is to be happy and live a long life...

and we can see how happy you've become since you met you boyfriend...

we all know,me and your father,and even Apollo,that you two will have a bright future,full of happiness together..."

Nico was speechless...for so long,she hated the goddess,and avoided her like plague...

but now that she was standing there,handing him the bouquet and wishing him a happy life,he couldn't help but to feel his head fill with different emotions,his eyes getting wet...

"t...thank you..Persephone..."

and when the goddess offered him a hug,he didn't pull away.

"happy birthday Nico,my son..."

she whispered softly,like a summer breeze,and then stepped aside as Hades offered Nico his hand...

"Persephone said everything I've been meaning to say...you've been through enough,I think it time for you to finally,live a happy life...and if this son of Apollo makes you happy,if he's all you need,then he has my blessings..."

Nico couldn't fight the grin that crept its way to his lips anymore,so he just chuckled and pressed the flowers to his chest while shaking his father's hand

"I'm sure he'll cry out of joy when I tell him you said those stuff."

Persephone smiled and Hades just shook his head in amusement.

"He's too bright for his own good."

Persephone nudged him slightly,making him groan

"you know what they say,like father like son."

she then gave both of them a pointed look as Nico rolled his eyes...

"I should get going...he must've searched the whole camp for me by now...maybe even the whole country..."

Hades nodded and as Nico waved them goodbye,started melting into shadows,he heard the soft voice of his father that followed him...

"happy birthday Nico..."

#solangelo #nico di angelo #will solace #my fanfiction #HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICO #nico di angelo's birthday ff

[hanniejji]

late greetings

[ bakugou katsuki x y/n ]

summary: bakugou had the most explosive birthday, everyone greeted his less-angry ass and they even took him out to eat his favorite food. he wasn't sure tho, because the whole day he had to spend his birthday without you. until it was pass his curfew...

note: istfg i almost missed his birthday wtf it's definitely not bc i forgot hehe but HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUGOU OUR LITTLE GREMLIN UWU | m.list

words: 923 | warnings: colorful vocabulary hehe

"How do you even eat this!?"

"Shut up, dunce face, it's not even that spicy."

"I don't know man, I feel like my throat's on fire."

Taking the whole class A-1 to his favorite food chain was the most hilarious shit he has ever seen. Especially when his favorite food chain consisted of spicy and hot foods.

He even had the luxury of watching the half-and-half bastard wheeze for some cold water because he claimed the food to be 'incompatible' with his taste. Yes, he did celebrate his past birthdays with his family and he was contented, but having his friends around him on this not-so-special day and having fun definitely topped his eighth birthday when he received his first All Might figurine.

"It was your stupid idea to come here, not mine."

"Well, it's your birthday so we're gonna have to suck it up like a man and enjoy the things you love!" Kirishima let out a battle cry while devouring his food, with a very very red face. That was definitely not from how spicy the food was.

A violent cough was heard from the other side of the table, followed by a panicking screech.

"D-Deku! Are you alright!?"

"I'm fine..."

If he had a camera he would have recorded all of their reactions on his choice of food. It was definitely something to remember.

But there was something missing...

Oh, that's right.

You weren't there with them.

He didn't know where you went to, he just saw you sprinting out of the classroom after class, throwing a birthday card at him and yelling a greeting.

Yep, that didn't really hurt him.

He wanted to spend the day with you, lounging in his bed and just drinking in your presence with your little warm kisses.

Where's that dumbass, anyway?

"Bakubro? Something wrong?"

Kirishima nudged his side with his elbow, gulping down the ice cold water he got from Todoroki.

"Nothing, just finish your food so I could finally go rest, shitty hair."

He decided, any day without you just doesn't feel right he's gonna deny that shit forever in his whole life though.

"Goodnight, Ka-chan! Happy birthday!"

"That's the fifth time that you said that, idiot."

Normally, he would've said that in a very aggressive tone and might even throw something at the poor cinnamon, but he was feeling extra nice today, so he gave a blind eye and went to the elevator to his dorm.

"I've already told them to not buy me shit, but no, they didn't fucking listen," he grumbled, shifting the fives boxes of varying sizes and a good amount of paper bags in his arms.

But truthfully, he was thankful for them.

Although he wished you were there beside him too.

"Stupid Y/n," he scoffed, trying not to dampen his good mood. Maybe you were just too busy and will make it up to him tomorrow? He wasn't too sure but he didn't want to get his hopes up either.

Struggling against the different weights in his arms, he grumpily trudge to his dorm, opening his door with such difficulty.

His nose was hit with the sweet scent of caramel and vanilla.

"What the hell?"

What surprised him was the flickering of warm lights hanged around his dark room, a large white blanket connect on his ceiling and falling like a tent around the edges of his bed, lots of fluffy pillows are those newly washed duvets thank fucking god he definitely needed to wash his, junk foods and drinks on the floor beside his bed, and a laptop that seems to have a movie set up on the screen.

"H-hey, Katsuki..."

Was that an angel he heard? God, just this morning he was listening to that voice but he missed it so much already.

His eyes traveled to your huddled form on the bed, wrapped in a large thick blanket and a nervous smile on your face.

Fuck, I'm in love.

"What are you doing here?"

If you didn't know better, you'd think he was mad now that his face sported scrunched eyebrows and pouted-fucking kissable-lips, but his eyes shone like the stars from how relieved he was that you didn't forgot his birthday.

He wasn't petty, he was sure of it.

"I wanted to spend your birthday with me alone, but I thought you'd also love to be with everyone else, so I told them to—uhm—distract... you a bit?"

God, he wants to squish that huddled form of yours in his strong arms and pepper your face with so many kisses from how much his heart swelled with love.

"You should've just come with us and you'd still have alone time with me either way."

"I wanted to do something special, ok!" you pouted.

Ah, is that a smile on his face?

You love him enough to actually give him something special? Thank lord it was dark, he'd be embarrassed if you ever see the blush on his face.

He sets the boxes and paper bags down, scurrying his way in your open arms and placing his face on the crook of your neck.

God, you smelled great.

"Go change into something comfortable, ok? I'll be here the whole night," you cooed, scratching his scalp and pressing lingering kisses on his temple.

"You better be, you have half a day to make up to."

His heart fluttered at the sound of your giggle, the sound vibrating from your chest.

"Happy birthday, Katsuki."

Yep, this topped all of his and incoming birthdays.

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[mydarling-suggestions]

Ok so I sent my last one in on 12-21 and this one is being sent 12-22(his birthday). I'm not quite sure how much I said before but whatever imma just go for the events of the last couple of days. Not asking advice, just updating since you've been helping me :)

Yesterday, I texted him asking him if he was doing anything for his birthday today because one of our friends was trying to plan something for his birthday and he told me that his mom was probably planning something out, he couldn't do anything today for sure. So I asked him to go to birthday dinner, wherever he wants, and I'll pay and he said that he (a now 20yo man) was being forced to go to a church event to meet people by his mom (which after 5 years knowing them, I'm not actually sure she would do that) but at that point I was like "whatever, kinda sad but its fine". So today I said happy birthday at 8am, he responded with thanks nearly 3 hours later and then didnt say anything until I asked him if he was doing stuff with his family still, which he said yes, and so an hour or two later I texted him telling him I was bringing his christmas/birthday present (a 50$ blanket that I made by hand out of my own sparse funds because I'm in college), showed up, his mom was surprised and said that he walked downstairs with another friend not too long ago (which remember he said he for sure could not have people over today) so I headed downstairs and found him and one of our friends checking out video games and such and when I handed him the present, he just looked at it and went "so it's just a blanket?" To which my snarky, already kinda upset ass replied, "yeah. And I made it." To which he got googly eyed and looked embarrassed for acting like that in front of our friend, who is also recieving a handmade gift and both received handmade gifts in the past numerous times and know that that's my thing. Our friend just kinda looked at him like "uh.. duh its handmade dumbass?? You've known her for 5 years and didn't know it'd be handmade??" And then went back to looking at games. BEFORE THIS LAST PART: this friend that was in the room was not supposed to know that we were dating as to not hurt his feelings/keep another friend who's a little too obsessed with bf from knowing. ANYWAY so he gets up and just kinda gives me this awkward smile and a light hug, like one of your guy best friends in middle school were trying to console you on your first period or something, and then kisses me in front of this friend who isn't supposed to know. So I left, went to a nearby park and cried bc 1. If he wanted to just spend some time with this one friend, he should have and could have just told me and i would've been fine and he knows that bc weve both done it before and been fine. 2. The attitude that came with receiving his present? I mean I get just not using it or donating it once the persons gone but straight up "it's just a blanket?" To my face?? 3. If he told the friend we were dating, I would've liked to had known so I didnt feel wierd recieving a present and not being able to talk to him about it and having to watch what's coming out of my mouth. 4. Why is he seemingly avoiding me???

Now that I'm done with that, with what you said in the last reply about talking to him, I do plan on it. I was going to over dinner, but since it was his birthday it didnt feel right so I'm going to wait a bit. I'm honestly hoping this doesn't go on much longer and it fixes soon bc the last time I was in a situation like this was bc I wasnt giving the guy what he wanted and so he cheated on me, then tried to pin the blame on me and play victim so I would break up with him and it wouldn't be his fault to his parents (I most def made him take responsibility) but I dont want anything like that happening again (though I doubt the cheating part would happen since hes super antisocial)

Thanks for listening folks

Okay so, I talked to him and told him he needed to communicate with me because he said he was having problems and I told him he needed to talk to me about those things and not just ignore me, and he told me yesterday (new years eve) he wanted to talk to me bc I was right, he needed to communicate and we went to a park and he talked for a bit, said he wasnt sure he wanted to finish bc he didnt want me to be mad or shattered or anything, I reassured him and he broke up with me. I took him home, we joked for a min before he got out and he said "see you around" when he got out so we're still cool and friends so I'm pretty happy with the situation all in all. I wanted him to break up with me last night if at all so that I could go into the new year and just let it go since I kinda knew that things would be ending a while ago anyway.

i know this is late im sorry i was working on my mental health yet again 🥺

for the first part, excuse my french but what a dick... i always do homemade gifts so i know how that is, but "just a blanket" that would crush me...i would have been so upset.

for the second part, the ending shattered my heart because it sucks to know the relationship is ending, however im glad it ended on okay terms... i wish you all the luck in the world and if you ever just want someone to talk to im here, ive dropped my @ multiple times including once tonight, if you ever do feel so inclined to message me i would gladly talk to you for a bit!

p.s. happy new year i love you toooo!

#mod ky #answered #apricot-roses #break ups :(

[baticorngirl]

Damian's Birthday

[In the morning]

Bruce: Happy Birthday, sweetheart!

Damian: *Points toward cake* It is the sweet, heart-shaped, cake's birthday as well? Father, I think you've lost your mind...

Bruce:...

Damian:...

Bruce: I was talking to you...

*Tim enters*

Tim: DAMIAN'S in here?!

*Tim leaves*

Bruce: *calling after Tim* At least wish him happy birthday!

[Cake time]

Damian: I don't even like cake...

Alfred: I believe your brothers will enjoy it if you really wish to miss out...

Damian: What brothers!?

Alfred: *Sighing* The boys you share a father with...

Damian: Who? Are you talking about Grayson, Todd, and Drake, who are all fighting over the cake?

Alfred: Yes

Damian: Well, Pennyworth, get it away from them. It's my cake, so I shall share it with my real friends.

Alfred: All your friends are at their own houses

Damian: t-t, they live with me

Alfred: Who are these friends of yours?

Damian: Batcow, Goliath, Alfred, and Titus, of course! Ace can join, too, if he wants!

Alfred: Jolly good, then, Master Damian. The only problem is that the cake has chocolate in it.

Damian: Fine, I am sure the rest of them will understand if Batcow has to have it all

Bruce: Damian! It's time for you to blow out the candles!

Stephanie: *Comes running in* I can't believe I almost missed this! I brought my camera, so we can take pictures! This is so exciting! Damian's first birthday as a superhero!

Damian: Birthdays with the league of Assassins were better...

Jason: I know what you mean... Well, I'm only talking about rebirthdays, not just birthdays, but they're close enough. I was revived there, you know, so I experienced a "rebirthday".

Damian: No one celebrates that

Bruce: I would've celebrated if I'd have known

Jason: See what I'm talking about? Rebirthday with him would've been so sweet... but he also wouldn't have left me alone for a second

Bruce: I can't say that's not an accurate prediction...

Damian: It's still different from birthdays, but at least you understand

Stephanie: C'mon, birthday boy! I've got my camera ready!

Damian: Fine, I'm coming...

Everyone: Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Damian, Happy Birthday to you!

Damian: This hasn't been a very happy birthday so far. You're wishes for me to have a happy day are not working!

Bruce: Why hasn't this day been happy?

Damian: Drake is ruining it

Tim: Why am I always the one he blames for everything?!

[Game time]

Damian: *watching from afar* I do not wish to play such childish games

Bruce: *calling over* C'mon, Damian! It'll be fun!

Damian: It's stu- *gets pulled into the shadows before finishing his sentence*

Bruce: Damian!

Damian: Aaaaah! Mother, you, um, surprised me...

Talia: *squeezing Damian in a hug* How else am I supposed to make a surprise visit? You didn't really think I'd miss your birthday, did you?

Damian: To be fair, pulling me into a hug when I think you are miles away is just plain creepy. There are better ways to make it surprising.

Talia: Sorry, my darling

Bruce: Please don't ever do that again, Talia! I thought he was getting kidnapped!

Talia: I won't, Beloved. But it is very nice to see both of you again... And I can't say I haven't missed Jason, as well...

Damian: Mother, can you tell Father to stop these absurd games at once!?

Talia: He has a point. Beloved, do you think we could at least to switch it to something more interesting, like darts?

Bruce: Trusting these kids with darts?! They'll kill each other! Damian will kill Tim, then I'm sure Jason will kill someone else, and...

Talia: They could probably kill each other with the pin in "pin the tail on the donkey"

Bruce: At least then they can't see their targets. These kids are after each other...

Damian: I'm just going to go train. With lots and lots of sharp things that you let us handle on a daily basis...

Talia: He has a good point. How is this different from batarangs?

Bruce: If they're labeled as a "game" then they start thinking it's a game of last man standing

Talia: If you really think so...

[Present time]

Jason: Do you like it?

Damian: I do, but I doubt Father does

Bruce: *pulling Jason's present of guns away from Damian* Don't worry, I'll save you from those horrible devices!

Damian: Although he is overreacting, he has a little bit of a point. I'm trying to stop killing, and those aren't going to help.

Jason: Fine...

Talia: *Handing gift box to Damian* Why don't you open mine now?

Damian: *Ripping away wrapping* Wow, Mother! What a beautiful sword! Thank you!

Bruce: Great, more weapons...

Tim: His present from me is my forgiveness

Damian: I will not accept your present, Drake!

Tim: Guess no present for you...

Damian: Can we just move onto Grayson's?!

Dick: Okay, here you go! Do you like it?!

Damian: *staring at the Baby doll in his hands* Uh...

Dick: Is something wrong!? You don't seem like you like it very much...

Damian: t-t, I forgot to like it

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[iamknicole]

Birthday Girl

Bloodline Family Series

Even though Simba complained about Kennedie, he loves her so he wanted to make her birthday as special as possible. He started to complain that her birthday is literally seven days after Valentines Day but he sucked it up just for her and accepted the fact he was going to have to be mushy twice in a weeks time.

Teddy ended up going back home so his dad could fill out his transfer papers from school. He planned to finish his senior year of high school in Florida with Simba. But before he went back he helped Simba plan what he was going to do. Usually he picked Kennedie up for school and got breakfast before going but he had Porshe take her. As far as Kennedie knew, he had an appointment and wasn't coming.

After second period, Kennedie walked with Porshe to their next period with a slight pout on her face. Porshe bumped her shoulder.

"Girl, it's your birthday. You're finally eighteen. What's with the face?"

Kennedie shook her head, thanking a classmate who wished her a happy birthday as they passed her. "I havent talked to Simba at all today. Last time I heard from him was last night when he told me he wasn't picking me up."

Porsche bit back her smile, "Well he did say he had an appointment, Ken. Maybe he was nervous or something and forgot."

"But how? I put those annoying reminders on his phone that he hates," she pouted walking into their next class.

Porshe laughed loudly earning a glare and pout from her best friend. She tried to calm her laughter as they walked through the classroom to get to their seats.

"Maybe that's why then. You know how he gets when he's annoyed. Teddy's the same way."

Kennedie sulked in her desk, "But it's my birthday."

Porshe shook her head at her best friend and pulled her phone out to text Simba without the teacher seeing. Simba was standing in Party City when he got Porshe's text. He couldn't help but smile imagining the pout on his girlfriend's face.

Simba waited for the associate to come to the balloon counter and gave a small smile. "Hey, I came to pick up my balloons."

She smiled politely, "And what's your name?"

"Simba."

After a while, she gave him his balloons and he was out of the store headed to his aunt's bakery to pick up the cake he ordered for her. When he walked in he saw his mom and both aunties behind the counter, he walked behind the counter to hug them.

"What's up? The cake ready, TK?"

Kandice smirked at him and pointed to the counter on her right. "Its over there in the box."

He laughed a little, "Why you lookin at me like that?"

"Same reason we're all looking at you," Trinity teased pinching his cheeks.

Apryl laughed, "Your mean ass being all nice. Took the day off from school to make sure she has a good birthday. Being all secretive and cute."

Shaking his head, Simba went to grab the large cake box so he could leave. "Ima see yall later. I got one more stop to make before she gets outta school."

"Uhuh. I'll see you at home. I got your outfit for later."

Simba thanked his mom, said his goodbyes and left the bakery. After making the last stop to drop the cake, her gifts and most of the balloons off, he sped a bit to get to his high school before school let out. Parking in front on the sidewalk where the student parking lot is, Simba got out with her balloons and roses and leaned against his black challenger waiting for her to come out.

Porshe saw Simba's text and started to coax Kennedie to put a bit of pep in her step.

"Why you rushing me?"

"Cause it's the end of the day," she sassed as they walked towards the exit with their classmates, "And I am ready to go. It's thr weekend, girl. My Teddy bear is coming home today."

When they got outside, Kennedie didn't pay any attention to her classmates grouping up a bit and stopping to talk because they did it every day. After a nudge from Porsche, Kennedie looked up from her phone looking directly at her boyfriend and smiled.

Simba saw his girlfriend smile and smiled back. Her smiles were contagious for him. She walked quickly down the steps with Porsche behind her and hugged Simba.

"Baby, I thought you forgot!"

He laughed hugging her back as best as he could then kissed her. "How could I forget my girl birthday? Especially when she put seven alarms on my phone."

Laughing, Kennedie pulled away them looked at her best friend.

"You knew?"

"Of course I knew, Ken. If I really thought he forgot your birthday, I would've cussed him out by now. But have fun, call me whenever you get back home."

Porsche hugged them both then jogged to her Chevy sonic. Some of their classmates lingered to watch the couple. Simba passed her the balloons and her roses.

The smile on her face grew even wider.

"My favorite colors! Is that money, Josiah?"

He sucked his teeth, "Aight now, ima let that slide cause its your birthday. But yeah it is."

Kennedie counted the roses then stared at him, "There's ten roses."

"I know that," he laughed.

"That's $1000, Simba."

"I know that too," he nodded opening the passenger side door for her, "Get in, baby. Let me get them balloons."

As they rode through the streets, Kennedie kept a smile on her face. She took pictures and videos for her social media accounts. Usually would complain about her doing it but he joined in for her laughing and smiling. He let her play her favorite music as well.

Thirty minutes later, Simba pulled up to the valet of the Four Seasons Hotel Disney Resort. He hopped out with his engine running and opened Kennedie's door helping her out them grabbed her balloons out the back. The valet worker handed Simba a ticket before he entered the hotel.

This was the stop he made prior to getting Kennedie from school. Jey had met him here to check in, since Simba was only eighteen Jey put the room in his name.

The couple went straight to the hotel and up to the tenth floor. Opening the room door, Simba allowed her to go in first and him behind her. Setting her stuff down, Simba approached her from behind putting his hands over her eyes.

"Keep walking," he whispered in her ear.

She laughed nervously, "You not about to kill me or nothing are you?"

He laughed, "Man just keep walking till I tell you to stop."

He led her into the bedroom and took his hands from her eyes. When he didn't hear a reaction, he peaked around at her. He laughed loudly when he saw her squeezing her eyes shut.

"Man, open ya damn eyes, baby. Ain't shit here gon scare you."

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Her hands went to her mouth as she looked around the room.

"Simba," she said touching the cards attached to the balloons, "This is beautiful. Thank you."

"You welcome, Doll. I'm glad you like it."

"What are these attached to the balloons?"

"I wrote down all the reasons I love you, all the things that I love about you and my favorite memories with you."

"Awwee, Simba. I love you."

Kennedie moved to hug him and cried softly into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight and rubbed her back.

"Love you too, Kenni. Now stop that crying big baby."

She pushed him playfully taking a step back. "Not funny."

"Aight aight," he laughed, "But um I talked to my parents and your mom about us staying so this is us for the weekend. As you can tell it's a Disney resort cause your childish ass loves Mickey and shit. I got us passes for the whole weekend but tonight we have a dinner date and fireworks to see. How that sound?"

Kennedie smiled at her boyfriend still wiping her face, "It sounds amazing, Simba."

"Aight, we don't gotta do nothin that's not why I brought you here. It was just something for us to get away and to be closer to Disney. Aight?"

Kennedie nodded starting to look around the room.

"Cool. Your mom packed your bag and I had my mom pick some stuff out for you, it's all in the closet. Your makeup and all that other shit is in the bathroom," He explained pointing as he went, "You go ahead and start getting ready its three now and dinner is at seven. I'll be back by six thirty."

She frowned, "Where you going?"

He kissed her forehead then started to back away, "Hope you didn't think I was done with the surprises, baby. You'll see when I get back."

Before she could stop him, Simba was gone and she stood looking at all the balloons with a goofy smile on her face. Of course she took pictures and read the notes while she sat on Facetime with Porsche

#bloodline family series #simba #simba & kennedie