#;birthday boy starter

[rockyxrickaby]

"Seeing as it is my birthday tomorrow, I think a shindig is in order! I also accept gifts in the form of syrup, violin strings and affection."

[all-that-is-youtiful-and-void]

Anyone for the birthday boys?

[chaoticfoxes]

Location: The Foxhole Court Date: Wednesday, September 22 Time: After Afternoon Practice

So far, twenty-two really doesn't feel that special compared to twenty-one. Charlie is pretty sure he'd be fine just letting the day pass by unnoticed. He went to class and practice as usual today and didn't go out of his way to remind anyone of what day it is. His mom will be here in a few days and won't let him forget anyway.

Birthdays have always kind of left a bitter taste in his mouth. The rich kids at school would throw flashy birthday parties, and it made Charlie embarrassed to even attempt one. Also, there was that underlying fear that no one would come anyway.

Then there's the guilt that comes with gifts, knowing his parents probably had to save up to even get him something secondhand. It just makes birthdays feel more like a chore than something worth celebrating, and now it's just a reminder that he's on his way out of here.

It's his last Parents Weekend, and it's only going to be his mom this time. They were extremely lucky to get both parents last year, but that's not the norm. Their dad needs to work and plane tickets are expensive. Charlie's sure they'll end up at Sweetie's again, and his mom will get him a birthday dessert. That's probably all he needs.

When they all start filtering out off the court, Charlie hovers by the goal as he works his gloves off, pieces of his damp hair hanging in front of his sweaty face. "Ready for the game?" He asks his closest teammate. "We need to make it good for the families."

[mused-like-roses]

~ Starter Call for Portgas D. Ace ~

Like/Reblog for a Starter from Portgas D. Ace (Specify for who if you're multimuse)

OC / Crossover / AU Friendly

Can be SFW or NSFW (Mutuals only for the latter)

[eddiethekaspbrak]

[ OPEN ] →

"it's fucking weird, you know? being here. still feels like I'm supposed to be dead or miserable or something," eddie admitted, staring intently at the flickering flame atop the candle poking out of his birthday cupcake.

[dutybcrne]

"To think we must be an ocean and nations apart..." Seems he's currently pining for a certain blond-haired outlander. Maybe he oughta just go get a drink and call it a day-

[angie-long-legs-moved]

April Fools

open starter

"Happy birthday to meee, happy birthday to meee..."

The spider demon made a predictably grand entrance, toppling through the hotel's front door with dramatic flair, merry with booze, and singing loud and off-key. Charlie had given her approval (not that he'd asked for it it) for him and Cherri to celebrate his birthday with a night on the town, and he'd partied considerably harder than he had dared to since first arriving at the hotel. It had been a rowdy affair, and Angel still wore the glow of the nights' festivities as he traipsed clumsily through the lobby, warbling away without a single care as to who he might disturb and paying little attention to his surroundings, until-

Smack.

Angel was on the floor before he could process exactly what had just happened. With a groan, he looked up to see exactly who was responsible for this sudden mishap, his vision splitting and swaying from a combination of the impact and the alcohol.

"Watch where you're goin'!" he spluttered, fully aware that he was, in fact, the one who had walked full force into the other. But it was his birthday, he was drunk, and a colossal bitch at the best of times - surely this cocktail of mitigating factors would earn him a pardon on tonight of all nights.

[midnightsaboteur]

Open Starter

Daniel Walden - 44, bisexual, political consultant

Written solely in beta editor

Connection Ideas - Spouse, S/O, FWB, affair, ex

++

As morning sunlight swept past the newly opened blinds, Daniel Walden’s eyes flickered open to his forty-fifth year of life. A smile crossed his features as he woke, prompted by his lover next to him. “Good morning…” Daniel murmured, voice husky and still wrecked with sleep. Nevertheless, he added, “Quite the birthday gift… and I’ve only been awake for a few seconds.” 

He laughed to the obvious flirtation within his teasing quip, his gaze remaining on their face briefly before it dropped down once more to admire their figure. All the while, Daniel remained in his lain position, head comfortably on his pillow and body encased snugly beneath the duvet, covering the fact he didn’t have a stitch of clothing on him. 

Mere moments after his laugh, Daniel added “How does it feel, though? Being with a guy who is now officially in his mid-forties? Oh so close to being halfway to fifty.”

[fryordie]

starter call

has it been four months? damn! well, hit that starter call if anyone’s up for some thor starters!

[fleetinglotus]

As obvious as it is, it has been far too long since last seeing whomst could be perceived as his twin brother, without height difference being what matter. He wonders though, these days, what the other calls himself.

From what the revered Dendro Archon told him, the other had identity now.

Its been too long, Michihiko wish to utter but its far too cliche. Instead, he opts for something that could convey just the same.

''Oh, how you've grown''.

Though that, he did not have an actual gift to deposit in Fujin's hands, he figured his presence after so long apart, was the greatest treasure to be faced with, on this special day, for both of them even.

''Say, what do you call yourself these days?''

@anemcreign

[ever-winter]

@mcuntainbcrn asked for a Starter

"...I should've known you'd hear me moving...you sleep about as well as I do", he gave a weak laugh, turning to face her, hands held up slightly, "Promise I wasn't running away. I was planning on being back before anyone even noticed". Now that he could, in theory, ride the winds, he'd be able to travel rather quickly now, even if that control was still in the process of being learned. He wouldn't doubt his skills though - and if things went really badly, he always had the delusion as back up.

[pyonpyonpyon]

ONE WEEK LEFT UNTIL RAMUDA'S BIRTHDAY!!! ONE WEEK LEFT!!!! SLAM THE LIKE BUTTON FOR A RAMUDA STARTER!!!!

[lxnleybatbxy]

{ H a p p y B i r t h d a y🎃🎂•s n a p}

[ phot sent ]

text ;} soooo, you should come spend the whole day with me

text ;} the birthday boy wants attention and to go clubbing💋

text ;} hhhhhh—please tell me that you’re coming😩

[geraniumshurricane]

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His birthday was approaching and quite quickly. He's wondering if he will be celebrating it at all. Originally he liked celebrating it until the fall on their birthday. Without Nai present was it really a birthday? Could he really celebrate it without him? Could he even celebrate it at all? It's not like he announced it to his friends either.

[ldrfanatic]

Oh Bella

Italian!Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader

synopsis - 3 times the reader teases Theo’s Italian roots + 1 time she celebrates them

cute, lazy fluff, no angst just happy vibes for a happy christmas :)

slytherin boys masterlist works

warning - internet translated Italian

(got these ideas from Ben and Fabio on instagram they’re so funny)

It wasn’t easy to date Theodore Nott. It was always rewarding but it wasn’t always easy.

For starters, Theo grew up in Italy and has one of the thickest Italian accents you’ve ever heard. There were a few times over the course of your relationship that you had to ask him to repeat himself a few times. Like when he was trying to tell you that Draco had invited you out on a double date with himself and Hermione.

You had just woken up from a nap when Theo walked into the Slytherin common room after quidditch practice. He flashed you a breath taking smile and all but skipped up to you as you rubbed your tired eyes. You felt your heart melting in your chest at the sight of your adorable boyfriend.

“Buongiorno Bella.” (good morning beautiful) Theo swooped down and delivered a soft kiss to the side of your face before plopping down next to you on the couch. “Guess what?” You hummed in response as you snuggled deep into his side.

“What’s up Theo?”

“At quidditch practice today, Draco says that you and I, we can go out double with them.”

In your tired brain, Theo’s words made even less sense. You sat up from his side and stared at him with your brows furrowed. “Huh?” Theo stared blankly back at you. He brushed a piece of your hair away from your face.

“Still asleep, Bella?”

You shook your head lightly but it didn’t convince either of you entirely. A chuckle rumbled through Theo and his chest vibrated in laughter.

“Draco says we can go double out with Herminone.”

Now it was your turn to laugh at the way Theo pronounced Hermione’s name. You’d all been friends for about two years now since she and Draco had started dating, but he still couldn’t quite pronounce her name correctly.

Finally deciphering his thick accent and slightly broken, but still cute English, realization dawned upon you. You tried to smother a smile as you stared at your boyfriend in pure adoration. “You mean he invited us to double date with them?”

Theo looked at you for a few seconds before standing up and sighing a little dramatically.

“Mio dio Bella, that’s what I said”

“Mmm of course, Theo.”

So, dating Theodore Nott was not without its challenges. But it also wasn’t without its fun.

1.

It was Mattheo’s birthday so of course the Slytherin common room was filled to the brim with drugs, alcohol, and probably the sluttiest girls in all of Hogwarts. Theo was sitting at a table off in the corner with both of your guys’ drinks and was noticeably uncomfortable in such an environment.

You’d gone to get ice for your sex on the beach when you had a mischevious idea. You scooped a little more ice into the cup and started making your way back to Theo.

You caught sight of Mattheo what was sitting on one of the large couches dead center in the room. He had three girls all over him right now and Lorenzo was giggling uncontrollably as he passed him a joint. Mattheo caught your eye and winked playfully. He liked to flirt with you to rile Theo up a little bit every once in a while.

You finally made it back to your table where Theo was swirling a deep red wine in a glass. His lips quirked up in a small smile as you took your seat next to him. Without speaking, he reached out and pulled your chair impossibly closer to his before throwing an arm around your shoulders.

“Ciao Bella.”

Your entire body bloomed at the sound of his thick accent over his husky voice. Warmth settled over you like a fluffy blanket on a snowy morning.

“Ciao Theo.”

The surprise on Theo’s face was more than enough to make you happy that you’d taken up Italian recently. You practiced with Lorenzo in some of your free time and he was a pretty good teacher. You made eye contact with Theo and winked before settling into his side.

Theo immediately became suspicious as you were known for your antics.

“What are you up to Il mio piccolo piantagrane, hm?” (my little troublemaker)

“Nothing Theo, relax.”

He stared at you suspiciously for a few seconds before his body finally loosened.

The opportunity was too great to miss.

You leaned over both of your drinks and dumped ice into your sex on the beach before then dropping a few ice cubes into Theo’s wine.

His reaction was nearly instantaneous.

“Oh! Bella, no! No, no, no!” His lips turned up in disgust and multiple muted expressions left his mouth in what you assumed were Italian swears.

“Che diavolo? Ghiaccio nel vino? No! Il vino è sacro.”

(what the hell? ice in wine? no! wine is sacred.)

A large hand came and ran through his messy curls and the laugh you’d been surprising burst suddenly from your chest. Theo’s eyes snapped to yours and you recognized the mischievous glint.

A squeal left your mouth as you leapt up from your seat and took off around the common room with him hot on your tail.

2.

The second time that you decided to make your poor sweet Italian boyfriend question all decisions to be with you was at dinner one night. You weren’t intentionally teasing him at first as you stared down at your empty plate trying to think of what you wanted.

You glanced over to Theo’s plate next to you and saw a mouthwatering pasta that he’d conjured. You tugged gently on the sleeve of his green sweater and his attention found yours immediately.

“What’s wrong, bellissima?”

“Can you get me some of that, please Theo?”

“Of course.”

He took your plate in his hands and after a few seconds his dish was sitting in front of you. You noted how he made sure there were no tomatoes in yours like there were in his. Theo knew you hated tomatoes. It was so sweet it almost made you feel bad for what you were about to do to his little Italian heart.

Almost.

Theo picked up his fork and started to dig into his food before he stopped abruptly. Lorenzo too stopped eating his own food and the pair stared at you incredulously as you shoveled the pasta into your mouth.

“Oh Bella.”

He seemed more horrified than anything else. You loaded more food into your mouth being careful to eat as much as a lady as you could.

“No.” You stared at him blankly with a sheepish look before resuming your meal. “Bella, no. Twirl. Like this,” Theo picked up his fork and expertly swirled the noodles around before bringing it up to his mouth.

You offered him a gentle grin before promptly resuming what you were doing before. From across the table Lorenzo started whisper screaming at Theo in Italian.

“Theo, Cosa c'è che non va nella tua ragazza? Lei mangia la pasta come una bambina!” (what’s wrong with your girlfriend? she eats pasta like a child!)

Theo stared at you astounded as redness crept up his face. Then it finally dawned on him that you were teasing.

“Bella per favoreee.” He dragged out his words with a small smile on his face at your teasing. You both knew that you knew the proper way to eat pasta.

“No more teasing love.” You nodded through your giggles and Theo wrapped a thick arm around your waist and pulled you into his side.

3.

So, you knew that you promised Theo no more teasing last week but when you overheard him and Lorenzo complaining earlier in the most adorable stuttered English you couldn’t help yourself. You were walking down towards the common room to get lunch with the boys.

Theo, Lorenzo, and Mattheo were sitting in the common room all having a discussion. Suddenly you heard your boyfriend’s sweet Italian symphony of a voice shift into one of astonishment. You peeked around the corner and saw both him and Lorenzo staring at Mattheo like he’d just said the most offensive thing ever.

“What do you mean you have the cappuccino in the afternoon, huh?” His fingers came to rub at his temples and you had to stifle your laugh behind your hand. “Puah! cappuccino è solo per la mattina.” (Cappuccino is only for the morning).

Mattheo stared blankly at the two. Finally you decided to step in before the vein in Theo’s forehead burst.

“Theo? I’m ready.”

By the time that you made it to the Great Hall, the boys seemed to have forgotten about their earlier conversation. Mattheo walked quietly in step next to you while Theo and Lorenzo conversed in Italian so quickly your head was spinning.

“Psst. Y/n I have an idea on how to make that little Italian boy of yours blow a fuse.”

(“Maledizione Lorenzo, non credi che se sapessi cosa regalarle non andrei fuori di testa?”)

You cursed yourself that you couldn’t understand what they were saying. After staring at the side of Theo’s handsome face for a few moments longer you let out a disgruntled noise and turned to Mattheo.

“Fine! What?”

And that was how you found yourself in this situation.

Trying your absolute hardest to keep a straight face without looking at Theo at all while you sipped on your cappuccino that you’d conjured in your cup.

“Oh Bella.”

Theo’s familiar distressed tone rang out from next to you. “You cannot be series, amore mio.”

“Do you mean serious, Theo?” Mattheo chimed in with an amused smirk.

Theo made a dismissive Italian noise and waved Mattheo off. He swore under his breath before grabbing the side of your face and turning it to him. “Bellissima, it is too late for a cappuccino!”

You smirked up at your distraught boyfriend and pressed a quick kiss to the softness of his cheek. “I know, amore.”

Theo stared at you before throwing his hands up in the air and turning back towards his lunch. Mattheo’s deep laugh burst out and you couldn’t help yourself but to laugh along with him.

You were so busy laughing you hadn’t noticed that Theo was staring at you with a smile. He was so very in love with you.

+ one time you celebrated Theo’s Italian roots

April 25th was meant to be celebratory. La Festa della Resistenza. And Theodore Nott was stuck at quidditch practice.

Meanwhile, you were scurrying around the common room with Lorenzo trying to set up the perfect surprise for Theo. With Italy’s Liberation Day approaching, you’d noticed Theo had been a little down lately. You knew that it was because he was missing his family.

Normally, his mother would prepare a big feast and the family would sing the song of the resistance, Bella Ciao. You’d taken a floo to his home in Italy and gotten some recipes from his mother directly, all his favorites. And now, you were trying desperately to teach a group of first year Slytherins how to sing the song that you’d been practicing for weeks.

You sighed deeply as you realized the little buggers you bribed with a few galleons each were not at all going to get the song down in time. You conjured your purse and shelled out a few galleons to each child before shooing them out of the common room.

By the time Theo got back from quidditch practice, everything was perfect. You were standing in the center of the room in a deep red dress that you knew was his favorite. When he saw the spread, Theo thought his heart might stop. You looked nothing short of stunning.

“Oh Bella.”

It didn’t hold any of the distress that it normally did. This time his tone was thick with adoration. Theo felt a lump moving up his throat that caught tears behind his eyes. His heart clenched in his chest. This was one of the most thoughtful things that anyone had ever done for him.

Just when he was certain you couldn’t get anymore perfect, your sweet voice rang out in an impossibly beautiful symphony that rivaled Pavarotti.

“Una mattina mi sono alzato

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao

Una mattina mi sono alzato

E ho trovato l'invasor.”

Theo held you closer to his chest and pressed his forehead against yours as he joined for the next verse.

“O partigiano, portami via

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao

O partigiano, portami via

Che mi sento di morir.”

The two of you swayed as Lorenzo joined and the three of you sang the rest of the song together. When you finished, you all made plates and sat down in the common room.

“When did you learn all of this, Bella?”

You smiled gently at Theo while he stared at you like you were the most perfect being in the world.

“I took a trip to Italy to see your mother a little bit ago. She told me about La Festa della Resistenza the Celebration of the Resistance. She talked about how important it was to Italy’s history and that it marked the Resistance victory in the Italian Civil War. Then when I saw how sad you were to be away from home at this time I knew I had to do something.”

In that moment, Theo knew that there wasn’t anybody he’d ever loved as much as he loved you. He took your face in both of his hands and pressed a deep kiss to your lips.

“This is perfect, bellissima, thank you so much.”

[poptartmochi]

man this is the most 😶 prequel to a birthday I've had in a while lol!