𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬
(💙💙𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞!!!!💙💙)
“Hey, sleepyhead wake up.”
Daiki does so with a groan and harshly nudges whoever’s whispering in his ear, sleepily smirking when he hears an oof and a pained yelp.
“You little shit, get up!”
“Fuck off.” Frowning at the god awful volume of Taiga’s voice, Daiki burrows deeper under the covers, only to growl as they’re yanked off of him, the unwelcoming cold, chilling his skin and making him curl into himself with a hiss. “What the hell Taiga!”
“Get over it. You knew we were gonna have an early day today so shut up and eat your breakfast before it gets cold.”
At the mention of breakfast, a sweet, savory smell fills the air and Daiki instantly perks and sits up, crankiness and tiredness gone.
A shirtless Taiga hovers over him with an annoyed look on his face, a tray of blueberry pancakes and bacon in one hand, a glass of what looks like homemade banana milk in the other. Daiki gapes at him for a couple seconds and then makes grabby hands cause fucking food.
Chuckling at his boyfriend’s antics, Taiga hands him the tray and the bluenette instantly digs in, his mouth quickly overridden with runny butter, warm fluffy pancake, tart blueberry and oh so sweet sugary syrup. Jesus fucking Christ, he must be in heaven.
Taiga watches on with a soft look in his eyes and sits close to him on the bed, a hand going to his shaggy, blue strands, ruffling them up a little bit with a sort of tenderness reserved only for the bluenette.
“Happy birthday, baby.”
He kisses his cheek and Daiki hums appreciatively, the sound delving into a moan as he shovels another bite into his mouth. It’s so fucking good and he makes it a point to tell the redhead, partially aware of a dribble of syrup running haphazardly down his chin.
“Yeah, you said the same thing last night.” There’s a hungry glint in Taiga’s eyes as he studies him, but his actions are gentle as he clears the syrup away with his thumb.
“Idiot, I did not.” Daiki rolls his eyes, swallows and shovels more in as the other scoffs and lightly caresses his cheekbone.
“Don’t put yourself on a high pedestal. You and these fucking pancakes are on two completely different levels.”
“Wanna bet?”
His eyes snap up to meet Taiga’s, heat licking his groin at the look in his boyfriend’s eyes. Dark and filled with lust, it prompts the bluenette to set his tray aside and grab the redhead by the hem of his shorts, his own boxers starting to feel tight.
“Only if you’re my birthday present,” he licks his lips and groans as Taiga pushes him back on the bed with a smirk.
“It’s funny,” he teases, looming over him. “If you assume you’re the one doing the opening.”
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Today is May Day, which encompasses several different things:
Do you recall making little paper baskets full of flowers as a school kid?
🌸 The tradition of gifting flowers on the first day of this month dates back centuries in different cultures as a celebration of the turn of the season.
Have you heard of the pagan celebration of fire & fertility known to the Gaelics as Beltane?
🔥 It marked the peak of spring and incorporated rituals to protect crops & cattle as well as encourage growth.
Are you familiar with the complex and sometimes bloody history of International Workers’ Day?
✊ There’s a lot going on with this one and I find it hard to sum up in just a couple of sentences, but NPR has a good write-up on the history of why this day represents labor rights here
For whatever reason or however you choose to celebrate this day, have a good one! 🫶
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40 Day Anime Challenge 2023 Edition - Day 11: Character you feel most sorry for
Basically everyone in Fruits Basket, but specifically the Sohma family
Synopsis: "The series tells the story of Tohru Honda, an orphan girl who, after meeting Yuki, Kyo, and Shigure Sohma, learns that thirteen members of the Sohma family are possessed by the animals of the Chinese zodiac and are cursed to turn into their animal forms if they embrace anyone of the opposite sex."
It will take too long to unpack all the trauma here, so in short:
Fruits Basket is one big, giant metaphor on Generational Trauma and its ripple effects that grow increasingly worse as the cycle continues and everyone pictured here is severely Traumatized, even if they were lucky enough to have amazing parents, friends, support group, etc.
EVERYONE JUST NEEDS A HUG AND BLANKETS AND TO BE TOLD THAT THEY'RE OKAY, OKAY?! 😭😭😭
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Saturday Six (Stuff)
Time at this first market is dragging. But at least I've got one appointment with a repeat customer out if it.(•̀⌄•́)
Tomato plants, strawberry plants, squash, and cucumber plants have been aquired.♡(•ི̛ᴗ•̛)ྀ
Even when you tell kids not to touch, they still do. Ugh(¬д¬。)
My patio is up and there are flower pots out!♡*(ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡⋆*ೃ:.✧
One good thing about the market this morning - it's not too hot, and there's a nice breeze, but not too wimdy.ヾ(◍’౪`◍)ノ゙♡
Even though it was an afterthought we were invited to a BBQ this evening. Idk if we'll go. Depends on how I feel after a nap. (.﹒︣︿﹒︣.)
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canonically the way athena’s kids are born in PJO is literally insane what do you mean athena takes an interest in a smart human and then a child just shows up on their doorstep like annabeth is literally the immaculate conception SHE’S JESUS?! imagine you charm a woman with your insane autistic rizz about a topic bc you’re an Intellectual and the next day you HAVE A CHILD IN A BASKET ON YOUR DOORSTEP?! also that means PJO-verse Athena DECIDES to CREATE A CHILD FROM HER THOUGHTS whose whole life is about to be suffering and may not survive. like she may be the most darksided olympian
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GC is about human connection and the balance between prioritising yourself vs prioritising others among other things but crucially it's also about what if you could pull an immortal goth gf (gender neutral) by being silly goofy and eternally sincerely cringe
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