#birthday present for ma love

[carpthecarp]

did u guys know that there are THREE. Three fanfics in the whole world that have actually altered my life. And one of them was a vnc fic

[redcherrykook]

── ‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ special present- Jungkook birthday special!

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content: Jk´s birthday, lingerie, passionate sex, praise regarding body, fluff, vibrator usage, oral, cute dinner date, aftercare talks, established relationship, shit ton of kisses, petnames galore

note from cherry: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOYFIE U R 27 NOW!!! i love my sexy man guys help .... ignore typos thanks ily!

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first september 2024, Jungkook´s twenty-seventh birthday.

On this day, 27 years ago an angel was born, a lover, a gentle heart with a passionate soul. He was given to this earth as a gift, someone to create happiness through art, someone to share laughs and looks with. Someone that has been by your side for four years now, blessing your every morning with his face and little kisses, blessing your every night with his arms and whispers

There is nothing that comes close to being loved by Jungkook, nothing that remotely compares to the feeling of his reassurance, his little messages throughout your day or the flowers he would bring home because they reminded him of you.

Equally, there is nothing that you wouldn´t do for him. He´s your entire heart and you´re his, his smile, his reason to keep going when he feels less than enough.

In comparison to what he does for you, standing in the kitchen for hours on his birthday just to cook him a nice pasta and lots of side dishes plus some little deserts is not nearly as difficult

It was your idea to cook for him, knowing how much he loves at home dinner dates with a cozy movie, he refused at first, not wanting you to push yourself for him

He knew all to well you would go all out for this occasion,

"Lets just go to a restaurant ma, i want you to relax"

Managing to persuade him with the mention of traditional carbonara and oreo cream cookies, he still had to attend a photoshoot before returning home

six hours later, the kitchen is set, candles and a big box on the table along all the delicious food, moodlights on

Jungkook hates the big overhead lamp, so you turned that off immediately

Now it´s time to rush for a shower, quickly drying your hair and putting on the smallest amount of make up to look extra cute, even though you know he loves your bare face the most.

"Baby! Happy birthday kook!" your grin spreads over your lips, jumping to hug him as soon as he comes through the door, his woody sweet scent staining your sense

he hugs you back, wrapping his strong arms around your delicate body, smiling to himself like he had never been happier,

"thank you angel, smells so good here" he replies, holding on to your waist and nuzzling his nose to yours

you kiss him gently, savoring the softness of his lips on yours

"mhm, I hope it tastes good too" you hum, stepping into the kitchen to take out some champagne from the fridge, he takes off his shoes and jacket, coming behind you to wrap his arms around your figure again,

his head drops to your neck, burrying himself in your scent and velvet smooth hair while you fill two glasses with the sparkling alcohol

"I´m sure it does, you´re the best cook cutie" he mumbles into your hair, kissing your cheek while rubbing your sides softly

"let´s eat, you must be so hungry kook" you giggle, turning around to cup his face

The both of you spend the next hour or so eating the home cooked goods, his little stims and groans of appreciation lighting up your heart, the way his large, veiny hands grip the tiny chopsticks, flinging them around with the first bites to show how good it tastes to him

With a few last bites on the vanilla lotus cake, he sighs, rubbing his stomach

"Woah, I´m so full. Thank you angel, come here" he smiles, patting his thigh

You walk over immediately, plopping down on his lap with your arms around his neck, one hand caressing his cheek softly,

"so glad you liked it baby" you say, kissing his nose to which he scrunches it up, placing a kiss to your lips instead

"Wanna open your present?" his brown doe eyes light up, his head nodding excitedly,

the black, ribbon wrapped box is already in his hands before you can register what´s going on, slender fingers moving to unwrap it while both of you stare in anticipation

The box opens, two things inside and the look on his face is priceless, weeks of saving up and hiding your little secret is finally worth it

He gasps, taking the expensive film camera out of the box,

"there´s no way" he says, stars in his eyes shining when he spins the packaging around, setting it down on the table and cupping your face

"My baby.. you really got me this? But that´s so much money my love"

you nod, smiling and caressing his shoulder, "Don´t worry about that.. look how happy you are! that´s worth every cent"

He starts kissing you with the same grin still planted on his lips, moving his mouth against yours sweetly,

"thank you, you're the best" he whispers, resting his forehead on yours

"There´s one more thing in there" you gesture to the box, he hums, taking out the stüssy hoodie you knew he had been eyeing, eightball logo as the backprint on the black, comfy material

He folds it back up, with a peck to your nose his hands wander back down to your waist

"thank you cutie, I´ll wear it all the time and think of you"

the sounds of kissing fill up the kitchen, softly savoring each others company and leaving behind the rest of the world when you keep feeling his passion grow in the kisses, moving his hands to your ass, squeezing it firmly and moaning quietly into the desperate kisses

" I have something for you" he says suddendly, pulling away from your lips, glazed swollen mouth luring you back in

Confused, you tilt your head, playing with some of his strands,

"For me? On your birthday?" you frown, but he just kisses it off, making both of you giggle,

"Let me show you" with that, you're hoisted up in his arms, his hands full of your ass and your legs snug around his slim waist, walking up the stairs to the bedroom

He gently sets you down on the bed, moving over to his closet and pulling out a shopping bag from behind his jackets,

"Jungkook.. why?" you pout, his selfless nature making you feel terrible but loved all at once,

with a sly look, he hands you the bag,

"Look inside, it's a present for myself but with your help" his arms lay back, tricep flexing while his gaze sharpens when you pull out a tiny, fluffy white set of lingerie

Your mouth is hung open, looking at him with pink cheeks and disbelief to which he smirks,

"Come on, baby, there's two more. Pick you're favorite so i can fuck you in it" he says, watching as you nervously pull out a trqnsparent pink nightdress and a black, shiny bralette with matching lace bottoms

"Kook oh my god" you giggle, hiding your face beneath your hands,

He responds by prying your hands away immediately, his eyes burning through you with lust, lips finding your jawline

"Tell me pretty.. which one?" he repeats in a sweet whisper,

"You pick...s'your birthday" already begining to moan and crave his touch more,

He pushes you down onto the bed, sliding down your pants and panties,

"Pink.. you look so good in everything but fuck, when i saw that little pink dress i knew i had to buy it for you" he mutters, pulling your shirt over your head before lifting your torso to unclasp the bra you're wearing

Bare, needy and flustered sprawled out on the bed before your fully clothed, erect boyfriend.

He groans softly, running his hands down your stomach, "you're beautiful, i need you so bad baby, you have no idea"

You've never felt more beautiful than in this moment, the love and adoration in your boyfriends eyes making you feel like there was no one who could compete, naked and vulnerable but secure and cared for all at the same time

"Kook.. please, i need you too" you're rubbing your thighs together for the tiniest bit of relief

He reaches back to the pink lingerie, "arms up angel"

You listen well, he pulls the soft fabric over your body, stopping right below your feminity

The fabric is see through, round breasts on full display below, the curve of your waist exentuated by the flow of it,

"You can't even imagine how beautiful you are, you make me crazy baby"

His lips muffle your moans, making out slow but intense while he explores what he has come to know better than anything else the past years, running his hands all over your curves and finding your stiff nipples to rub through the fabric

"Nhmm kook.. please take this off" you mumble between whines, tugging at his shirt

He smiles, "anything for you" discarding the calvin klein top somewhere on the floor, followed by his jeans that are dragged down, leaving him in his grey boxers that posess a small patch of precum

"You're so pretty" you tell him, genuinely in awe at his state, messy long mullet making his doe eyes stand out, honey colored skin decorated with tiny moles and that unfairly small waist,

Muscular thighs flexing when he crawls back over you, his tattooed arm reaching down to caress your inner thighs,

"thank you sweetheart" he says, pressing a kiss to your lips before his head hovers over your chest, looking up to you

Your head is tilted down, keeping eye contact while your lips quiver and your hands get lost in his hair,

Slowly, his tongue darts out, licking over your clothed nipple and monitoring your moans become louder, the heat rushing to your face

"Mnhm!" you whine, shutting your eyes but he only latches on more, sucking with a satisfied smirk, alternating between breasts to distract from his hand that creeps to your wet cunt, cupping it with little rubs

"Wanna pound this little pussy" his words shoot to your core, raspy and desperate in the way he says them

You nod pathetically, not in the state to give proper replies anymore

He manhandles you to be pushed back legs up on his shoulders, exposing yourself to him entirely

He smiles down to you, pumping his length a few times before lining up to your soppy entrance,

"Ready angel?"

you give him a reqssuring smile to which he kisses your lips while pushing himself in inch by inch, gliding his whole cock desperately into your wamrth

"so tiny, so snug everytime" he says, licking over your lips while slowly thrusting into you,

"you feel so good kook, faster please" you're whining, nightgown bunching up with every thrust, the see through material making each rock of your body look like a work of art, complentary to your skin tone, pointing out the blush on your cheeks

He looks down at you, one arm steady on your hip while the other is caressing one of your legs on his shoulder,

"You're so beautiful, i can't last long like this baby" he's a mess, moaning loudly and fully entranced with your body and voice, the clench of your cunt sucking him in, his tip is throbbing, hitting deep within you

Jungkook already feel his orgasm about to hit him, just when he wants to pull out to pleasure you instead, you stop him,

"Please kook, cum first, cum all you want, keep going until you can't" you're whining, looking at him with pleading eyes and he can't help but curse, continuing to fuck into you harder,

His cum splurts inside of you, he pushes it in with a couple more strokes, panting while his cock is still hard and pulsating in your cervix

He pulls out, leaning down to kisw your clit

"Let me make it up to you pretty" reaching for the nightdrawer, you knew exactly what was about to happen

With the small pink toy between his tattooed fingers, he tells you to sit on his cock,

You let yourself down on him with a loud moan, this new angle making you feel him even deeper, desperate to start grinding on him

He's moaning too, still sensitive from the prior orgasm, nonetheless, one hand grips your hip as you start rocking back and forth with his dick stuffed deep inside you

The other one switches on the toy, pressing the buzzing nub to your clit

"Oh fuck kook" you're a mess now too, rapidly humping on his dick and rubbing your clit against the little vibrator on it, his eyes close, feeling your walls clamp down on him with every hasty roll of your hips

He's groaning, moving the hand from your hip to one of your tits, playing with it

"Gonna cum! S'too much baby i'm gonna cum" you warn him, grinding having switched to bouncing up and down on his thick length, his cum from earlier covering his cock, spilling down from your pussy along with your own slick

He feels his own high approaching, encouraging you to keep going a little longer while he keeps pressing the toy on your abused little clit

"Okay..okay cum now baby, cum with me" he whines, once he feels you loosen around him, a string of whimpers leave your lips aswell

He switches the toy off, snapping his hips into you from below and finally cumming himself, filling you to the brim with all that he has left in him

"Mhm.. god that's so good.. so good baby.." he says, chest rising from the intensity,

You collapse on top of him with a weak, satisfied smile,

"Awh... pretty girl" he coos, flipping both of you to the side so he can wrap you in his arms and pull out,

Your head nuzzles back from him to look at his pleased face, stroking his naked chest with your small fingers,

"I love you so much" you tell him, pressing sweet kisses to his neck,

He feels heavenly right in this moment, wrapped up with the love of his life on his birthday, pleased and in the confines of his own home

"I love you more angel..thank you for the amazing birthday" he says, stroking your hair and pressing small kisses to his head

"Happy birthday baby, you deserve it" you reply, smiling against his skin

You can feel the cum begin to run down the inside of your legs, sticking to your skin,

They feel weak and sore, so you do what you usually do,

"Baby? Do you mind helping me clean? It feels sticky" you cringe your face Upwards, upon noticing it he smiles, nodding and moving to lay you flat on your back, pulling the nightdress down after

You think it's because he's gonna dress you in your pj's after cleaning you up, instead, his hands fumble with the fluffy white lingerie

"Kook?" You ask curiously

"What's up angel?" non chalantly, he moves over you to dress you in the small panties,

"What are you doing?" you're kicking your legs, chuckling at his behavior

Should have known he isn't done after you only came one time

He smiles too, holding you still and struggling to put on the panties to your body,

"There's two more sets baby, let me eat you out nicely, you only came once" he says, kissing your ankle

without wanting to protest and just getting ready to recieve your pleasure, you smile, already spreading your legs for him to creep in between

"You drive me crazy" you tell him with a lick of your lips

"If only you knew" he says, moving to work himself up to put on the matching bra

[scoops-aboy86]

Steve as a late night radio DJ, with Robin as his producer (because my partner has made me watch so much Frasier lol). He's got the sexy voice and Eddie, frontman of successful metal band Corroded Coffin, still remembers him from Hawkins and, ugh.

But, well, his manager set up the interview and it would cause more of a stir to no-show than it would to turn up and bicker with some washed up former high school bully. It's a different city, a different decade; maybe King Steve won't even remember him.

So Eddie turns up, and he actually beats Steve there. To the point of the show starting and it's just him in the booth, chatting awkwardly with Robin to fill the air. It gets less awkward the more they talk, idly catching up on old small town bullshit and what it's like to go from isolated baby queers ("I thought I was totally alone!" "Really? You didn't clock the black bandana hanging out of my pocket for five of my six years in high school?" "Sorry old timer, I was still in middle school for part of that." "Oh fuck off, Ms. 'I went to Sarah Lawrence and all I got was this awesome girlfriend.'" "Sorry Eddie, we can't all be super late bloomers like you.") to Actually Successful And Functioning Adults. (She's kind enough not to mention his single but unfortunately well known brush with rehab, other than to congratulate him on his seven year chip.)

And then Steve bursts in, huffing and puffing and diving for the headphones and mic to apologize to both them and the audience for being late. He doesn't even try to offer an excuse until Robin asks, "Uh, Steve? Want to share with us why your arm's in a sling and one of your eyebrows looks like it got flambéd right off your face?"

Which turns into a very put-upon but entertaining retelling of Dustin Henderson ("Oh damn, Henderson! I fell outta touch with him ages ago. How is that little shit?" "Married. He didn't end up converting to Mormonism, but they still have enough kids to make up half a basketball team." "Is that... a lot?" "Six, Munson. They have six kids." "Which is funny, because he made soooo much fun of Steve for wanting that many back in the day." "Yeah. Showed him." "Fuck, my condolences to his wife if they all inherited his big head. You gotta give me his number after this. Or—DUSTIN, if you're listening to your babysitter's show, come to my next concert and there'll be two backstage passes with your name on it! Or, well, that embarrassing nickname your radio girlfriend used to call you, since I think I've blurted out your full government name by now." "That girlfriend is actually his wife now." "No shit?! Wow, I can't believe one of my little lost sheepies has managed to keep the same girl for over a decade. Is she really hotter than Phoebe Cates?" "Oh, she is smokin." "Robin, don't make it weird." "Oh it's okay, she already knows. I told her.") ... A very put-upon but entertaining retelling of Dustin Henderson coming over to discuss plans for Ma Henderson's birthday, and bringing a cherries jubilee that Suzie had made so he could literally demonstrate the flambé presentation ("Listeners, I swear I did not know, when I asked Steve about his flambéd eyebrow, that it was a literal flambé accident. Eddie, can you confirm?" "I can confirm, Robin. We received no heads-up calls or messages from Steve before or during the show. It was serendipitous irony, 100% pure.") but poured waaaaay too much brandy on, and then Steve tripped in his mad dash for the fire extinguisher ("He was no help at all, just stopped dropped and rolled right there in the middle of the damn kitchen." "How are his eyebrows?" "Ugh, I have more of them than he does right now but at least his match. Don't worry everyone, he's fine. No nerds were injured in the course of this improv slapstick comedy routine that is my life. I swear to god, I need a girlfriend or a boyfriend or someone reasonable to hang out with besides all you weirdos." "Aw, you love us." "Yeah Stevie, what would you do without your loving nerd squad?" "Yeah, yeah... But don't try to leave yourself out of this Munson, as far as I'm concerned you're still the king of all nerds. And if you're reconnecting with Dustin, you're stuck with us too.") and had to stop by urgent care on the way to work.

Throughout all of this, Eddie is not twirling a lock of hair around one finger... but only because it's tied haphazardly back to keep it out of his face for the day. Steve is different from the guy he remembers strutting the halls of Hawkins High. Still all freckles and hair and charismatic grin, but he carries himself differently. More solidly built in his mid-thirties than his late teens, with a layer of softness that suits him. Calmer and settled, with the kind of confidence that comes with growing up. And the girlfriend or boyfriend thing? Holy shit. Holy shit. King Steve? Who knew? But, well, it explains why Steve and Robin are so close, Eddie guesses.

The Steve Harrington that Eddie had known back in the day hadn't exactly been the worst of the bullies, but he'd been friends with them, and they had spouted plenty of homophobic shit. And Steve had been looking right at him as he'd said it, like he's aware that Eddie is terminally single and maybe, just maybe, there was a flicker of a question in his eyes.

Eddie has been publicly out for a while now, and the thing is... Steve is definitely his type. So he leans into it a little, testing the waters. And Steve responds to it like a sunflower greeting the sunrise.

By the end of the show Robin is slapping post-its on the glass partition that read "Get his number dingus" and "Get a room" and Don't make that face at me, yes I do know that he can see these too and I don't care, GET IT or I will recruit Dusty-dun to my cause" and "To clarify, the cause is getting you laid. Eddie, take note, he's allergic to latex."

Permanent tag list (ask to be added, but since I have gotten an influx of new followers lately just know that I write a lot of weight gain kink so like... just be aware): @hotluncheddie @lawrencebshoggoth @sofadofax @tangerinesteve

[spidernuggets]

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Late Jason birthday fic!!!!

MDNI

warnings: jason devouring reader's poosay

You and Jason have been dating just under a year. And today was the first time celebrating with him the day he dreaded the most. His birthday.

If he HAD to celebrate it with his family, he'd want a small get-together, sharing his special day with Alfred.

NOT this damn gala that Bruce organised, seemingly just to spite him. Bruce excused that it was mainly for Alfred, but since they shared the special day, Jason had to be there, too. Now Jason feared the most; being surrounded by rich assholes, half-heartedly wishing him a happy birthday.

But you seemed excited to finally celebrate his birthday with him, and seeing you so eager made Jason's heart swell. He's just gonna have to suck it up and put on his big boy pants and go.

"You ready, baby?" Jason asked, coming into your room. The second he sees you in that damn black dress, complimented with red, he thinks he's lost it. He couldn't even take his eyes off the long slit of the dress that revealed a glimpse of your thigh. If you didn't answer him, he'd think he'd forget how to breathe because, oh, how you were breathtaking.

"Mhm, let me just put my shoes on." You say, taking his arm and leading him to the front door where your black heels with red outsoles laid.

"Is you being all dolled up my birthday present, sweetness?" Jason asked, a sly smirk on his face as he holds onto your waist, helping you balance as you put your heels on.

You chuckled. "It can be if you want it to be. But my actual present for you will be given later." You said, kissing his cheek. "C'mon, let's go."

Jason leads you to his car, and on the drive to the manor, it takes all his willpower not to let his hand that laid on your thigh sneak under the slit and inch up higher.

You held onto Jason arm as he led you into the manor. You expected big, but god, everything and everyone looked so extravagant.

You caught a glimpse of Alfred standing near Bruce and your eyes light up.

"C'mon, Jay!" You said excitedly, tugging him towards where the two men were standing. Jason groans, knowing he'd have to talk to Bruce, but on the other hand, he does want to wish his grandfather a hapoy birthday.

"Happy birthday, Alfie!" You exclaimed, giving the old man a hug before giving him a little bag that contained your gift for him.

He thanks you, telling you that you didn't have ti, but highly appreciates the sentiment. Jason offers a small smile and a quiet, happy birthday before giving him a hug.

"Glad you can come, Jason." Bruce said with a satisfied smile.

"I didn't come here because you told me to or because I felt like it." Jason huffs, looking away.

"Many people have been expecting you." Alfred said.

"And they have gifts." Bruce added. "I expect you to behave. But I don't doubt that she will keep you in check." He said, nodding towards you. You snickered in response while Jason just rolled his eyes, taking your hand, pulling you away from them.

You stayed beside Jason, watching as he uncomfortably mingled with the party guests, giving him his birthday presents.

It started fine. Totally fine. It was nice seeing Jason receiving such nice gifts.

But the more you witnessed him opening the presents, the more self-conscious you got about the gift you have yet to give him.

His given presents consisted of gold cufflinks, finest champagne, designer clothing, luxury cologne, fancy watches, and so much more. You couldn't even think about how much these things could've cost.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Jason murmurs, whispering in your ear as he tilts your chin up to look at him. You were so lost in thought, you didn't even realise Jason was complaining to you how much he wanted to go home.

You nodded with a small smile. "Mhm. Little overwhelmed, I guess." You said, clinging onto his arm.

"Maybe another hour, ma. Then we can go home." He assured you, kissing your forhead.

And it does assure you. He loves you. And he'd love the gift you have in store for him. But still. You're unable to scratch the utch in your head from all the expensive gifts he's receiving.

You sighed, kicking your shoes off, flopping back onto the bed once the two of you returned home. Following Jason around and watching him open gifts can be exhausting.

Jason shrugs his jacket off, throwing it somewhere on the floor, lying beside you. "So. You gonna give me a gift now or continue to keep me on my toes?" He asked with a grin.

You fidget with your hands, picking at your cuticles. "Mm.. can you wait til tomorrow?" You said sheepishly. Maybe you can wake up before him and rush out to the nearest jewellers and get him a nice watch or something.

His brows pinch together with concern, watching the dejected look on your face. He props himself up on one of his elbows, his fave looming over yours.

"What's with the sour look, sour puss?" He teases, poking your nose. "What's wrong?"

You sighed, looking at him. "Nothing. Just tired." You muttered.

"Bullshit.." He murmured, lowering himself down to nuzzle his nose against your jaw, his lips just barely grazing your skin.

You lightly groan. "You got really nice gifts." You said with embarrassment.

He pulls away, his face scrunched up in confusion. "Wanna elaborate, sweet thing?"

You whined with frustration, rubbing your hands over your face. "All your gifts were just so... lavish. Just wait til tomorrow, I can get a better gift."

"Baby." Jason said firmly. "Let me see your gift."

You frowned, knowing he'd pry and pry until he saw your gift. You grumbled, getting uo to reach underneath your bed, pulling out a small decorative paper bag, handing it to him.

Jason carefully took it, like he was scared that his big, rough hands would break the delicate material. He opened the bag, digging through the red shredded tissue paper.

His eyes slightly widened as he pulled out a bookmark. It had a thin gold frame, the bookmark itself having a coloured silhouette of what looked like you and Jason, and in intricate writing, the quote "you must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you," written above the silhouettes.

"Holy shit..." Jason whispered as his fingers traced the fragile details of the gold frame.

You grumbled, not even wanting to think what he thought of it. "Jay, I promise I'll get you a better gif—"

"No!" He suddenly said, bringing the bookmark close to his chest. "I love this..." He whispered, staring at you with a wide grin.

"What? Really? It was only like 30 bucks.." You muttered, looking down at your lap.

He scoffed. "So? Who cares?"

"What!? But.. all your other presents—"

"Were shallow and thoughtless and were from snobby assholes who don't even know my name." He interrupted, carefully placing his bookmark on the nightstand before gently cupping your cheek. "But this gift, the one you're so worked up about..." He carefully pulls you on his lap. "Is the best I've received tonight." He kissed your forhead. "My favourite gift." He kissed your nose. "From my favourite girl." He kissed your lips.

You frowned. "But still!" You whined. But he shuts you up with another kiss.

"Not still.." He muttered against your lips. You hated the effect he had on you. You couldn't even argue as you melted against him, your hands lacing together behind his neck.

One of his hands gripped your hip as the other slid up your thigh, through the slit of your dress, just like he wanted to do all night.

Before going further, he laid you on the bed, his hands at either side of your face as he hovered over you.

He leaned down, lips attached to yours once more. This time, it was more sloppy and desperate, your hands pawing at his chest, fiddling with his buttons.

He helped you take his shirt off, throwing it over where his jacket laid as he travelled from your lips down to your jaw, immediately sucking on your sweet spot. You reach up to his hair, tugging it slightly as he groaned, his hips rolling down against yours.

"Fuck.." He muttered, his hands scrunching up the fabric of your dress in his fists. Being the feral man he is, he ripped your dress, the cool breeze nippng your skin making you gasp.

"Jay!" You squealed.

"Shh, I'll buy you another one.." He discarded the ripped dress with the other clothing on the floor.

"Up." He said, hands slithering under your back. You leaned up, letting him unclasp your bra. He cursed, his lips already around your nipple as you moaned, feeling his tongue swirl around it as his other hand was busy massaging your other breast.

"Fuck, sweetheart.." He groaned, his hands continuing to squeeze your chest as he trailed furthed down your body.

He stopped at your clothed core, your panties already soaked. He stretched the lace, letting go, making the elastic snap against your skin. You flinched at the feeling, your face heating up.

Jason gave the damp spot a soft kiss before ripping your underwear off, throwing it behind him. "I like this birthday present too..." He muttered, kissing your inner thigh.

"Jay, please.." You whimpered, bucking your hips up.

"Shh.. patience. Let me enjoy my birthday meal, hm?" He said, lips inching closer to your aching cunt.

"Jay.. Jay, I— Ah!" With no warning, his mouth dived inti your pussy, licking up the dripping precum like a man starved.

"Fuck, ma.." He grunted. You whimpered, your legs shaking, feeling his tongue lap over your folds and his stubble scratching your skin. "Tastes so good..."

You pull his hair, mixed sounds of your whines and squeals together with his tongue buried in your wet cunt filling the room.

You felt your core burning up, and your stomach twisting in knots while your legs shook. You chanted his name like a mantra, your head thrown back into they pillow, back arched, and your hips lifted uo further in his face as you came. Your eyes were shut tight, and you swore you saw stars.

You panted as Jason licked you clean, and when your eyes opened, there were black dots everywhere. Even looking down, seeing Jason's face stuffed between your legs made you feel like cumming again.

Jason hummed, crawling back up, kissing your lips as you tasted yourself.

"Now.." He flipped you two over, so you were straddling his lap. "I know you have another gift for me.." He said as whined, feeling his hard buldge beneath his pants.

okay. lowkey not satisfied with the way i write this but ermmmm... hope yous like it!!!

[muzansfangs]

I just wanna be silly since Aug 27th is my birthday, but I wonder how jjk characters would act on your birthday, I love shower thoughts🙃

You spend your birthday with them.

Starring: Suguru Geto x f!reader; Satoru Gojo x f!reader; Sukuna Ryomen x f!reader; Choso Kamo x f!reader; mention to Yuji, Nobara, Nanami, Maki;

Format: head canons;

Warnings: fluff, consume of alcohol, jealousy, Sukuna is possessive and there are some red flags warnings in his part, robbery, slightly suggestive, party, wedding, parenting in Suguru’s part;

Plot: it’s your birthday and you are spending it with your beloved boyfriend. What is going to happen? Has he planned something to make your special day particularly memorable? Let’s find out!

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Suguru Geto.

• What a gentleman. He woke you up that morning by leaving a trail of gentle, featherlike kisses down your shoulderblades. As you stirred in your sleep and peered up at him through your heavy eyelids, he smiled softly and kissed the tip of your nose affectionately “Happy birthday, love” he murmured, careful not to startle you as you gradually began to come back to your senses. The peace and quiet lasted only for a couple of seconds, before Nanako and Mimiko dashed into your bedroom and charged at you to squeeze the air out of your lungs with their tight embraces.

• Untangling the limbs of your ‘family’ you finally made it to the kitchen, where you already found an aboundant breakfast ready for you to enjoy. Suguru had made you the queen of his cult and, actually, the empress of his heart and house. Siding with him until the very end, you had helped him with the girls and he had made it his life goal to make you feel loved. He peppered your face with kisses as you ate your pancakes, before a war of cereals and whipped cream began, laughters and giggles filling the air of the house.

• Most of the day was spent shopping with the girls and strolling around the city. However, Suguru had already planned something special for you in the evening. When you made it back home, the girls obediently accepted to spend the evening with a babysitter and Suguru took your hand to lead you back to your shared bedroom. On the top of the bed there was a large black box, a silver ribbon exalting the elegance of the packet as he incited you to open it and wear what was inside.

• A Valentino dress was soon embracing your body as Suguru showered you in compliments and called a taxi for you two to have a nice dinner at the most exclusive restaurant in Tokyo. Fine wine, sweet nothings whispered to your ear as delicacies were served at your table one after the other.

• This man loved gifting you diamonds every now and then. How did you even stare at him in awe as he latched a beautiful necklace of rubies around your neck?

• You spent the night in a five stars hotel, sipping champagne and finally letting him worship your body like you deserved.

Satoru Gojo.

• He gave a terrible migraine to every mutual friend of yours. In particular, he drove Kento insane. It was your damn birthday, how could you expect your boisterous and popular boyfriend to keep it low? He threw a party for you at his penthouse, going as far as inviting the higher-ups as well. Multicolored lights and baloons were in every angle of his house, music so loud speaking with the hosts was nearly impossible. However, you had to admit he had taste in picking the right decorations to meet your expectations.

• Expensive bottles of champagne everywhere and a pile of presents were waiting for you in the middle of the living room. Next to it, a very tired Nanami, choleric at your boyfriend, blew into a silver trumpet with a conical blue paper hat on the top of his hair. His eyes were sincerely wishing you a happy birthday, but you knew he was silently warning you that your dear boyfriend Satoru was going to die by his hand pretty soon. After the party, most likely. You could not blame him.

• Once the party ended, Satoru literally jumped on you. The make-out session was pretty heated, as you two rolled over his king sized bed, kind of tipsy but in your right minds. You did not expect him to give you an extra present. Apparently, the necklace with a sapphire pendant was not enough. The moment he knelt before you with a velvet box in his hand, you gawked. Tears of joy rolled down your cheeks as he asked you to become his wife. How could you decline?

• The moron posted a picture of your hand and the sparkling jem adorning your ring finger a couple of minutes later and you spent the night answering to best wishes and Kento’s comment.

• “Widowed a day after the wedding. Sorry, ‘@ y/n’”.

• You wondered why Yuji had liked that comment, but then you assumed Sukuna had probably just taken over his body to be a pain in the ass.

• Overall, you cuddled a lot, making plans for the future. The first thought coming up to his mind was asking you to move over, because he would have been able to protect you non-stop, if you lived together. And this was the beginning of a fairytale.

Ryomen Sukuna.

• It was your what? A birthday? Mortals and their weird festivities. How could someone be happy to age? A step closer to death and you still seemed happier than ever. The first thing he did was attempting to be nice in his brutal way: he offered you sex. When you shut the door at his face he connected the dots. Maybe, he needed to understand what women liked to do on such special occasions.

• He saw a man buying flowers for his girlfriend and thought you might have appreciated the gesture. A faminine thing for you to enjoy could not a bad idea, right? A few minutes later he was banging at your door demanding you to let him in. He dropped dozens of roses onto your table, leaving you speechless but genuinely suprised.

• “Who told you to buy me flowers? That’s way too romantic coming from you” you teased him, planting a kiss onto his cheek.

• “I saw a fool buying it. I robbed the florist”.

• You facepalmed and offered him to stay with you for the day, because you had invited some friends over to eat lunch together. He did not mind, or this is what he said. He really tried to behave, but your friend was glued to your hip and, according to him, his eyes were transfixed on your ass. He almost sent that poor guy to hospital, but you were lucky he had leave for a last minute mishap.

• Once everyone was gone, you two bickered. However, it ended up in the only way he had wanted to begin the day with. Clothes gone, lips latched onto your neck and a night of passion no man could have ever been able to offer you.

• Unfortunately, you were in love with that savage.

Choso Kamo.

• Man on a mission. Ever since Yuji explained the importance of birthdays and some basics about ‘how to make a girl happy’, he had spent weeks trying to organize a perfect date night for you two. A date night, yes, because he thought throwing a small party at lunch with your mutual friends would have made you happy and it did. But he wanted some attentions too, in private.

• His birthday present for you was a polaroid. Obviously, he could not stop himself from blushing, the tip of his ears turning reddish, as he handed you the small box with a huge purple ribbon to adorn the lid. He told you he had heard you tell Nobara and Maki you wanted to buy a polaroid to decorate your bedroom with pictures of your friends and he admitted he wanted the first photograph you would have taken to be with him.

• He took you to the ferris-wheel in the evening and stared at you enamoured of your smile the whole time. He did not give a damn about the landscape, when he had his whole world in front of him. He was so lovesick, but it did not mind. Once you got off, he bought you anything you wanted. Candy-floss? Peppermint sticks? Pizza? Name something and he went to fetch it for you in a nick of time.

• A powerful boyfriend meant tons of plushies won at the different stalls. When he spotted a huge lilac teddy bear holding a heart in his paws, Choso went straight for it and beated the records indicated on the giant sign at the entrace of the small shop just to see your eyes widen and twinkle in adoration. He might have grinned mockingly at a kid on your way out, triumphantly carrying the plushie for you.

• When you began to get tired, he took you home. Resting your head on the top of his shoudler during the bus ride, you dozed off and he did not have the heart to wake you up, when you looked so sweet and lovely. He might have glared at any person staring at you, whilst you were asleep, but it was his protective instinct kicking in. He behaved.

• Back into your flat, he snuggled into a cocoon of blankets with you into your bed and you smiled, upon hearing him uttering sweet nothings in your ear “I love you, I love you, I love you” he murmured continuously. Naturally, he let you be the little spoon. He would have done anything for his ‘princess’. He wondered if his brother would have been proud of him, because Choso was surely giving it his best shot!

• Sleepy make-out sessions were definitely the best part of the day, before you finally succumbed to sleep.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! This was supposed to be published sooner, but happy belated birthday honey! I hope you enjoyed this small scrap🥹❤️

Love you,

Luce

[starkwlkr]

Ok this is a bit strange but could you do a Ruby fic where she's scared charles and yn are going to get a divorce because she heard them arguing and she's asking uncle pierre what's going to happen

two birthdays | charles leclerc

sorry for the wait!! here’s more baby leclerc <3

Ruby knew what divorce meant. A friend from school had explained it to her one day after she said she had to spend the weekend with her dad. Ruby also knew that her parents would never get a divorce, they were too in love with each other. At least that what she thought.

After coming home from school, Ruby heard her parents’ voice in the kitchen. Pascale had offered to pick up Ruby from school since Y/n had just given birth to Mathéo and Charles was taking care of her. The older woman heard the loud voices and knew that Ruby wasn’t meant to hear that.

“Ruby, ma fille, go up to your room. I’ll come and get you in five minutes.” Pascale instructed.

Ruby always listened to her grand-mère so she did what she was told. She hesitated a bit, but she made her way up the stairs and towards her bedroom. She had never seen or heard her parents fight so she was extremely confused. Was her family going to end up like her friend’s family?

“It’s kinda cool because I get two of everything. I get two birthdays so that means I get more presents!”

But Ruby didn’t want two birthdays. She didn’t care if two birthdays meant having more presents. Ruby would rather have no presents.

Exactly five minutes later, Pascale arrived to Ruby’s room. “Guess what?” The woman tried to put on a smile. “You get to stay with me tonight. We can bake cookies, watch Barbie the mermaid one, you love that movie, don’t you?”

Ruby nodded. “Why can’t we watch it here? Papa and maman love it too.”

Pascale sighed. “Your maman needs rest and your papa has work to do. Remember his race is coming up so he has to focus on winning.”

Ruby nodded once more. She didn’t question her grand-mère again so she just began to pack a bag.

It was summer break for Ruby and for some ‘unknown’ reason (to her) she was on her fourth plane flying to a new location. Each night she would ask Charles to call her maman so she could say goodnight. When she handed the phone back to Charles, she fully expected him to say goodnight as well but he would always end the call.

Silverstone was coming up. Ruby wasn’t sure if her maman and Théo were coming. She wanted them to come since she hadn’t seen them in a while, but it was confirmed by Charles that they were still in Monaco.

When the father and daughter arrived to the paddock, Ruby saw that Kika and Pierre had also arrived. “Papa, Uncle Pierre and Aunt Kika are here too.” Ruby pointed out.

Charles nodded.

Ruby had asked Charles if it was okay if she spent the day with Kika since her maman was home and she knew Charles was going to be busy for a while. Kika happily accepted having Ruby by her side so together the two girls made their way to the Alpine garage.

Kika noticed how quiet the little girl was being. Usually Ruby would run around and talk nonstop, but now she was basically silent the whole time. “What’s wrong, Ruby Jules? Are you cold? I think Uncle Pierre has a jacket you can wear.”

“I’m not cold, Aunt Kika. I’m sad.” Ruby replied as she held Kika’s hand.

“Why? What made you sad?” Kika asked.

“Maman and papa were fighting. Now they don’t talk to each other and I miss my maman.” Ruby said in a low voice.

Kika tried her best to comfort the girl as they arrived to the Alpine garage. She immediately called for Pierre.

“What’s going on? Why are you sad, bébé?” Pierre picked up Ruby in his arms.

“She heard Charles and Y/n arguing.” Kika informed him.

“I don’t want two birthdays.” Ruby admitted.

“What do you mean?” Pierre was confused by what she meant.

“My friend from school said she gets two of everything because her papa and maman are divorced. I know what that means. Papa and maman are going to divorce.” Ruby began to tear up.

“Mon chéri, your papa and maman love each other so much. Sometimes adults argue but your parents are too in love to divorce.” Pierre tried to explain.

“Do you and Aunt Kika argue? Are you getting a divorce?” Ruby wondered.

“Well we have to get married first.” Pierre lightly chuckled.

“When are you getting married?”

“You are very curious today, Ruby Jules.”

[alisonwritesimagines]

Birthweek ~BatFam Imagine~

Summary: It's your birthweek and your family celebrates it with you.

Author’s Note: In honor my birthday that has passed, here is a little imagine!

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: fluff, mentions of smut in the end

Do not repost this anywhere!

Growing up, you had a birthday. Then after you began to date Bruce, you got a birthday weekend. Then when you and Bruce adopted your children, you got a birthweek.

Since you had adopted so many kids, they each wanted to do something special for you. So to be able to celebrate your birthday with almost each of them, they declared that the week of your birthday was to be celebrated with you.

"Happy birthweek my love," Bruce says, waking you up with kisses.

"Mmm. Thank you."

"Today is not my day thought unfortunately. Dick and Jason have the day with you," Bruce tells you.

"What about Martha?" You asked.

"The rest of us got her. You just enjoy the day with your first two sons," Bruce tells you. You smiled softly before kissing your husband.

You got dressed before heading downstairs where Jason and Dick were getting the table set up for you.

"Happy birthday mom," Dick says as he walked over to you. He kissed your head before going back to the kitchen.

"Happy birthday ma," Jason said, following Dick's actions.

"I thought you two were banned from the kitchen," you tell them.

"First surprise! Jason and I have been taking cooking lessons for you," Dick tells you.

"Really? Awe."

"Made you pancakes and some scramble eggs and bacon," Dick tells you.

"Where's Alfred?" You asked.

"We told him to take it easy till we go," Dick explained.

"And what plans do you boys have for me today?" You asked.

"Oh you're going to love it," Jason tells you.

The boys had taken you to a rage room. And to their shock, you had broken almost everything to tiny pieces. You walked out of the room with them with a smile.

"I just feel so much better. "

"I didn't know you had so much anger in you mom," Jason says.

"I'm married to Bruce Wayne. I have a lot of anger in me," you tell them.

"Guess we know where to take you every once in a while now," Dick said.

"I'd like that. Where should we go for lunch?" You asked.

"Anywhere you want! Out treat."

The next day, Duke, Tim, and Damien took you to a museum. You liked learning about history and living in one of the original 13 colonies, you enjoyed the museum with your three boys.

"I love learning about history. It's so fascinating," you tell your sons as you looked at some dinosaur bones.

"Me too," Tim said.

"Are you sure you're okay with this? We can always do something else," Duke tells you.

"Oh don't be silly. I want to do this. Dick and Jason took me to a rage room the other day. I'd like to do something calming," you tell them.

"Ummi, let's go look over here," Damien said as he lead you over to another room.

After the museum, you four had dinner at a rooftop restaurant.

"We saw this during patrol once and thought you'd like to eat here," Damien tells you.

"This is really nice. You boys have good taste," you tell him.

"Is Bruce planning on doing something big for you?" Duke asked me.

"I'm not sure. He's keeping his present a surprise," you tell him.

"Well, you deserve everything you want for your birthday," Tim tells you.

"Thank you boys."

"We also got you some presents," Damien said as he handed you a neatly wrapped present.

The following day, you, Stephanie, Cassandra, and Barbara had a spa day as well as a shopping day. Dick had dropped off Martha to you after your spa so you can take her shopping.

"It's nice to have a day with just us girls," you tell them.

"Happy birthday mom," Cassandra said as she hugged you.

"Thank you. I'm just glad I can hang out with my girls," you say as you held out a dress for Martha.

"Who gets you for tomorrow?" Stephanie asked you.

"Alfred and I are going to have lunch with Clark's parents tomorrow," you tell her.

You had grown close with Clark's parents as they didn't have powers like you and they knew what it was like to have someone they love as a superhero. On the plus side, they were kind and were always there for you. They even checked up on you when you were pregnant with Martha.

"That sounds fun."

"Yeah. We're taking the jet over to see them," you mention.

"Well, let's get you guys a cute outfit then," Stephanie says.

Alfred and you headed to the Kent farm where Clark's parents were happy to see you three.

"Happy birthday Y/n," Martha greeted.

"Thank you!"

"Oh let me see Martha," she says as she let out a small laugh. You handed your daughter over as the two Marthas smiled at each other.

"It's been a while since we had a baby running around here," Jonathan says as he cooed at the baby.

"Well, luckily we got one right here," you smiled.

"I think I remember hearing that you have a birthweek?" Martha asked you.

"The kids wanted to celebrate my birthday with me each so Bruce came up with the idea of celebrating a whole week so I can spend a day with a couple of kids leading up to my birthday," you tell her.

"That's nice. What does Bruce have planned for you?"

"I'm not sure. He always manages to surprise me," you say.

"Do you know Alfred?" Jonathan asked him.

"Yes. I know she will love it," Alfred answered.

"If you need a babysitter, we'd be glad to babysit," Martha tells you.

"I will keep that in mind," you laughed.

Finally it was Bruce's time to shine. You had woken up to see that you were on the Wayne private plane.

"Where are we going?" You asked.

"Well, I know you told me that you have been wanting to go back to Europe. So I thought, why don't we go back now? We got Martha a passport and the kids' passports are updated so I got the plan ready as well as the kids and we are on our way right now," Bruce tells you.

"Really?!"

"Yes. So no Batman duties for a whole week. Just us, the kids, and your birthday," Bruce tells you.

You gave him a quick kiss before relaxing with your children on the plane.

You had landed in France and went to the hotel first. The girls got you dressed in a beautiful gown before Bruce came in, dressed in a tux, ready to take you on a romantic dinner.

"You look beautiful," Bruce says in awe. You smile at him before holding his hand.

"I'm guessing a dinner date for just the two of us?" You asked.

"The kids have other plans so it will just be the two of us," Bruce tells you.

"What a shame," you joked.

The restaurant Bruce picked out was perfect. You had some good food and wine before Bruce took you on a stroll near the Eiffel Tower.

"There's one more present I'd like to give you," Bruce tells you.

"What is it?" You asked.

Bruce pulled out a medium sized box that had the most gorgeous necklace.

"I want to give you the world. You're my wife and the mother of my children. I want you to know how much I love you," Bruce tells you.

"You know actions speak louder than words," you remind him.

"That's why, I want to tell you that, every Friday night, I am all yours. No Batman duties. Just you and our children," Bruce says.

"Thank you," you say. You leaned up and kissed Bruce before pulling away. "I love you."

"And I love you," Bruce says with a soft smile.

"We have a separate room from the rest right?" You asked.

"Yes."

"And is Martha sleeping with one of the kids tonight?" You asked.

"She can. Why?"

"Well, it's been five months since Martha's been born and I sure have missed our time alone together in the bedroom," you tell Bruce. Bruce smiled down at you before giving you another kiss.

"Whatever the birthday girl wants, the birthday girl gets," Bruce said before holding your hand and leading you back to the hotel.

[roses-r-rosie3]

X-Mas list presentation

Batfam x M!Reader

Summary: instead of making a regular Christmas wishlist, the reader decides to make a whole presentation

Quote: “That is all Family! So open up your hearts and your wallets for me this holiday season”

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“Why are you here?” Duke asked Jason.

“Same reason why you’re here, y/n wanted us to all meet up in the living room for some announcement” Jason sighed.

After everyone was in the room, you pulled out your computer and connected it to the Tv, which made everyone confused.

“Hello family, I know you must be wondering why you’re all here” you said.

“Yes”

“Yup”

“Mhm”

“Yeah”

“Can I go back to my game now?”

“Last year you guys totally fucked up Christmas, so this year I put together an entire presentation to tell you guys what I want specifically” you smiled.

Everyone in the room let out an audible sigh/groan. It was known by everyone in the family that you were very dramatic from time to time (24/7). But they never thought you would get this extra!

“Is that really what you called us here for?” Damian grumbled.

“Would you shut up for a second?” You snapped.

“Y/n I don’t think that’s how you should be talking to your little bro-”

“Anyways, Here’s the things you should keep in mind when you’re thinking about what kind of gift you will provide for me this year” you said as you interrupted Bruce from his lecture.

“First of all, I’m the only one who knows how to reset the Wi-Fi, and yeah that’s threat” you threatened.

That certainly got everyone’s attention.

“Secondly, if you don’t get me what I want I will get a sugar daddy, I don’t even care what you guys are going to say, I’ve had so many offers for sugar daddies that it’s unreal. The perks of being son of Bruce Wayne I guess” you said.

“Y/n, you do know that Bruce is rich right?” Jason asked.

“Not the point” you mumbled.

“And third if I don’t get what I want, I will also sell my feet pics online like I did last year” you said calmly.

“YOU WHAT?!” Bruce shouted

“Calm down, I only ended up making about 1 million from it” you sighed.

“ONLY?!” Dick gasped.

“I created a three tier system of different gifting levels, basically, the levels equivocate to how much you love me and how much money you have” you explained.

“Level one is the ‘I’m going to need therapy level’ which is only four to seven gifts. I would probably go into a depressive spiral, actually not probably, I definitely would be depressed” you said.

“Would you stop being so overdramati-”

“I’M NOT DONE YET” you said as you interrupted Tim.

“What would that mean for us? You may ask. It would mean that you would have to pay for my therapy. And the money that you guys spent on therapy would have been basically wasted, you could’ve bought me a whole bunch of gifts right now and avoided the situation” you smiled.

“I think that he’s lost his mind” Bruce whispered to Stephanie.

“You think?!” Stephanie whisper yelled.

“Level two is the ‘You’re getting warmer package’ This basically if you love me- Bruce can you stop whispering to Stephanie” you scolded.

“As I was saying… Level two is eight to fifteen gifts, which is basically equivalent to you texting me happy birthday” you continued.

“Level three is the ‘You’re sleighing it’ level. And if you remember, you guys were just a bit off the mark of hitting this because you guys only got me twenty three gifts. And in order to reach ‘You’re slaying it’ you have to get me twenty five or more gifts, I think this is totally do-able for you guys, especially because you can just use Bruce’s card if you guys are running low on money” you said.

“I have tons ideas for you guys and this whole slideshow is already in your email so you guys can look at it and reference it at any time” you smiled.

Everyone quickly checked their phones to see that you indeed emailed them your whole presentation.

“That is all Family! So open up your hearts and your wallets for me this holiday season” you smiled before leaving the room.

“Yeah he had definitely lost his mind” They all said in synchronization.

“I HEARD THAT!”

[mariclerc]

more unexpected role plss! more Ollie and other drivers (pls add dino beganovic loll)

Thank you so much for this request!!! I love the interactions between Lily and the drivers.

An unexpected role (pt.9) | cl16

Summary: you revealed your little secret to your date, you didn't expect he would take it so well. Warning: angst at the end but mostly fluff as usual.

Check the series! part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8

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ynusername happy birthday Lily! I can't believe you're already three years old my sweet girl 🥺🥺 it seems like it was yesterday that you came into my life 💗💗 thank you for giving me the opportunity to be your mommy 🤍 your daddy and I will love you till the end of time!

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lilymhe happy birthday to the little flower of the paddock 🌸🌸

itslolasss Happy birthday to my cute niece 🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻

olliebearman oww, my little sister princess it's going to have a blasttt!🥳

ynusername don't doubt that son who is not my son!

arthur_leclerc LFGGGGGG PARTY ALL NIGHT

charles_leclerc arthur shut up my baby is only three 😭

user15 happy birthday little lily!!!🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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charles_leclerc happy birthday to my little butterfly! 🦋 oh my girl, you don't know how much I love and adore you, you and your mommy have made me the happiest of all 🤍 I know that even though I wasn't there from the beginning, rest assured that dada will always love you and protect you from all the bad things out there 💕💕

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scuderiaferrari happy birthday lily ❤️❤️🥳

charlesupdates16 oh god, happy birthday little lily, we love you ❤️❤️

leclerc_pascale joyeux anniversaire à ma jolie petite princesse 💗💗 (happy birthday to my pretty little princess)

charles_leclerc merci maman 🤍🤍 (thank you mom)

oscarpiastri happy birthday to my little sister who is not my little sister 🩷🩷✨

ynusername thank you aussie son who is not my son 🤍

charles_leclerc oh god 😂 thank you son ❤️❤️🥳

ynusername oh, hubby, thank you for always being there for us 🥺 you don't know how much we love you and appreciate you so much

charles_leclerc thank you for giving me a family, wifey 🩷🩷

arthur_leclerc WTF DO YOU MEAN BY WIFEY?!#!

ynusername lol arthur_leclerc

It's the most anticipated day for you and Charles... Lily is turning three, since yesterday you've been a little (quite) emotional about it and it's because you feel immense happiness to have Lily in your life. And even though Charles hasn't been with you from the beginning, you know he feels that way too, because he's been an exceptional dad to Lily and you really appreciate that, you never tire of telling him that.

The night before you and Charles' carefully decorated Lily's room with colourful balloons and a few gifts, you know how much she likes it.

Already in the morning you and Charles carefully enter Lily's room, you gently move Lily. “Good morning my little baby! Happy birthday princess!” you say softly.

Lily yawned and rubs her eyes. “Mamaa!”

You lean in and give Lily a big hug and kiss. “Can you believe it? You're three years old today! That's so grown-up!”

Charles walks over to Lily and hugs her and spins her around, making her laugh out loud.

“Happy birthday to my little superstar! Look at all these beautiful and colourful balloons for you!” he smiles widely.

Lily gasped excitedly. “Balloons! Thank you, Dada!” she says while hugging him.

You bring out a wrapped present for Lily.

“Here's a special gift just for you, Lily. Can you guess what it is?” Lily shakes her head. “Why don't you check it out for yourself honey?” you say.

Lily approaches the gift and tears off the wrapping paper, she squeals with delight. “It's a princess doll! Just like on TV! Thank you mama! Thank you dada!” she hugs you two.

Charles ruffles Lily's hair. “Let's head downstairs for a breakfast fit for a birthday princess!”

You, Lily, and Charles head to the kitchen, where a table is set with pancakes, fruit, and a special birthday cake, Lily smiles in surprise.

“Pancakes! I love cakes!” Lily giggled, you smiled at Charles.

You chuckled. “Well, the birthday pancakes were daddy's idea.”

She smiled. “Daddy! Pancakes!”

Charles blushed. “Only the best breakfast for a little birthday princess!”

You all sit down and enjoy breakfast together, laughing and talking about Lily's birthday. The truth is you hope that this day is quite calm and pleasant for your family, it has been a long time since you felt like this, especially on Lily's birthdays.

***

You and Charles are a little busy decorating the living room and looking for snacks and drinks in the kitchen for Lily's party when you hear a knock at the door.

“Charles my love, can you get that?” you asked him.

“Sure thing darling.” he smiles.

Charles opens the door and smiles at the visitors. One good thing about always taking Lily, almost always, to the paddock is that she makes good friends with the drivers.

“Hello there boys! It's so good to see you.” he smiled at the drivers. “Chérie, tell me we have alcoholic drinks for the boys.” he shouts towards the kitchen where you are. (honey)

You shake your head. “Yes, there are, but I don't want drunk drivers in my house Leclerc. It's a kid's party!” you say. “Anyway, come in boys!”

Oscar, Ollie, and Dino step inside, each carrying a gift for Lily.

Oscar smiles. “Hi guys, where's Lily? We brought her a little something!” he says while holding a small bag with smiling suns.

Ollie nods. “Yeah, we hope she likes our gifts!”

“She'll love it!” says Dino.

Lily comes running out of the hall, her eyes wide with excitement, she giggles while looking at the boys.

“Osc Osc!” she babbled while running towards Oscar. “Dinosaur!” she said referring to Dino.

“Hello there little lily!” says Dino smiling at her, she giggled.

The boys give her gifts, including a princess castle, coloring books and crayons, and a toy race car Lily starts playing with the car, giggling and laughing.

You smile at the scene. “Boys, thank you so much for coming. It means a lot to Lily!”

Ollie smiles. “It's our pleasure y/n. We love spending time with her!” he says while Oscar and Dino nod in agreement.

“Why don't you guys sit down and have a drink? We're just about ready for the party.” says Charles smiling.

The drivers thank Charles and make themselves comfortable on the couch.

Lily runs over to you. “Mommy, can we play with my new car? And my princesses!” she asks.

You caress her hair. “Of course, sweetie. Let's go play in the garden!”

You and Lily go outside to play, leaving Charles and the drivers to chat.

Later, the party starts, with friends and family gathered around to celebrate Lily's birthday. The drivers join in the fun, playing games, eating cake, and making Lily feel special.

The party is in full swing when you hear a car pull up outside, Charles goes to answer the door and returns with a big smile on his face.

“Mom! Arthur! Lorenzo! Come in guys!”

Pascale, Arthur, and Lorenzo enter the house, each carrying a gift for Lily.

“Happy birthday, my darling granddaughter! You're growing up so fast!” says Pascale hugging Lily.

Arthur crouches down to be level with Lily. “Here's a present for you, Lily. I hope you like it.”

Lorenzo smiles. “My gift will be her favorite!”

“Shut up Lolo!” says Arthur.

Lily giggled as her eyes light up as she unwraps the gifts.

“Yay! Thank you, Thur, Lolo and grandma!” Lily says running towards them to hug them, you smile seeing her so happy and fulfilled.

Pascale and the boys join in the festivities, playing games with Lily and chatting with the other guests. Charles puts an arm around his mother's shoulders.

“I'm so glad you could all make it.” says Charles hugging his mother.

“We wouldn't miss it for the world dear. Lily's a very special girl.”

Suddenly you hear a joyful scream.

“Arthur! Oh my god, you're here mate!” it was Dino screaming when he saw Arthur.

Arthur laughed and smiled. “Dino! Oh god, I missed you buddy!” he said and then he run towards Dino... Obviously without nearly tripping over the coffee table.

“Arthur!” said Pascale scolding him.

He blushed. “Sorry maman.” he said softly.

Arthur and Dino hugged each other while Ollie and Oscar recorded the moment... Which will probably end up on Instagram as a meme.

As the day goes on, the party continues to be a joyful celebration of Lily's birthday. The family and friends enjoy each other's company, create lasting memories, and make Lily feel loved and appreciated.

***

The party is winding down and Lily is starting to get tired, she yawns while she makes her little hands for you to carry her.

“Mama, i feel 'eepy.” she says softly while holding Mimi.

You smile. “It's okay my love, let's go up, okay? Tomorrow we can continue playing more with daddy, alright?” Lily yawns and nods, agreeing to go to sleep.

As you're putting Lily to bed, you hear a loud knock at the door.

Charles shouts from below. “I'll get it, amour.” (love)

Charles opens the door, and your parents stand there, their faces filled with anger and surprise, they didn't expect to see Charles at your house, much less did he expect to see his in-laws for the first time.

“Where's my daughter? Where's my granddaughter?” your mother says, somewhat upset.

“You think you can just hide from us? Little wretch.” your father says trying to push the door, but Charles stops him.

Your parents try to barge past Charles, but he stands his ground. You are still in Lily's room reading her a nursery story, while trying to disperse the sound of the argument that is happening downstairs.

“Not so fast, sir, ma'am. This is my home and that of my wife and our daughter! You have no right to come in here and demand anything at all.” says Charles in a loud voice.

Your mother pretends to be offended. “How dare you? They are my daughter and my granddaughter!”

“We are their family, not you.” your father says furiously.

“I have been more than a father to Lily and a partner to y/n than you ever could be. I've loved them, cared for them, and raised Lily with her amazing mother... Mother whom you abandoned when she was pregnant with Lily, or did you forget that detail, huh?” Charles sighs, a little stressed. “Also, showing up at your granddaughter's third birthday party just to "meet" her doesn't seem like the best scenario to me.” Charles says and it seems he hit the nail on the head, because your parents are furious.

Your parents' faces turn red with anger.

“We had our reasons for kicking y/n out of the house.” your mother says. “We... We didn't know it was Lily's birthday.” she whispered.

“It wasn't our fault.” your father mentioned.

Charles grimaces. “It doesn't matter, get out of here!”

Your parents continue to argue and demand to see you and Lily, but Charles remains firm.

“I won't let you hurt my family.” Charles' muttered.

Eventually, your parents realize they won't be able to force their way in and leave, muttering threats as they go.

Charles let out a long sigh and you come downstairs, relieved that the confrontation is over.

You hugged him. ”Thank you, Charles. You were amazing with them.”

He smiled. “Anything for my family love, anything.” he made a pause. “Although... I don't think I made a good first impression with them.” you giggled softly.

“Don't worry about them hubby. We have us three and I think that's totally enough.” you caressed his face.

You two giggled and share a comforting hug, grateful for the protection he's provided for you and Lily. Like you said, you have each others back and that's enough for your little family. At the end of the day, you have the love of your friends and Charles' family and that is more than enough.

[mayearies]

✰ RECORD BOY

miles morales loves music but he loves you more. genre: fluff

warnings: rio and me are married (correction: every person with the last name 'morales' is married to me) a/n: dont come at me yes i know his birthday was a week ago but i had this idea and i just 😭 i had to write it plus i didnt give him a proper happy birthday so 😢 pretend i posted this on his actual birthday ALSO RIO CONTENT YAYAAYAYAY

one of maye's personal favorites :D

e1610 miles had been your boyfriend for a while, and today was his special day. you contemplated for a while what your gift would be for him. he was the best you've ever had. of course he deserved the best gift ever. sooner or later, the answer was given to you.

—you politely knocked on the door of the morales household with a box wrapped in wrapping paper and tied with a bow. specifically black and red, cause y'know. rio opened the door and a smile lit up on her face. not like the sarcastic one she had when she first met you.

"hi, hun. you here for miles?"

as you stepped in, the room smelled of vanilla and ink? weird combo, yeah? "mhm, just wanted to swing by and say a quick 'happy birthday' to him."

"oh, that's sweet. he's in his room. ¿quieres un cupcake?" "oh! n-no, gracias."

considering how often you visited miles, you tended to pick up some spanish from his mom, which she gladly taught you. rio treated you like you were a close friend, which made miles happy to say the least. "i see your spanish has improved."

"yeah, thanks ms. morales." "of course! you're special person in my son's life, i owe it to you."

♡ well, you thought that was a little too high of a praise. it felt like the morales' were givers. like if someone were to do something for them which they said was small or no big deal, they would take it to an extent. it's something you would think about time to time. nonetheless, they were grateful of how trusting you were.

you pushed the cracked door of miles' room and found him where he always was—at his desk drawing in his sketchbook with his headphones on, humming along. you wonder how hard you fell for him when you first met.

you tapped his shoulder lightly, disturbing his quote on quote singing, he smiled brightly when he saw you. "hey, love."

he engulfed you into a big hug. his shirt was cozy and he smelled sweet. "baby! you came!"

"of course i did! how could i miss your birthday?" "you missed valentines day-" "hush."

miles clearly eyed the box as you asked him how he was doing. he gave short answers and sometimes ask you to repeat what you said. you sighed with a playful smile, "you wanna know what's in the present, don't you?"

"yes pleaseee."

you two sat on his bed and miles gently untied the bow and ripped the wrapping paper. the look on his face once he saw what was inside was nothing short of surprise. you smiled as he looked over to you with a shocked face. "you're serious?"

"uh huh. happy birthday, spidey."

♡ you went down to the record store and bought roughly around half a hundred worth of albums. of course knowing miles loves music basically to death, you knew all of his favorite artists. tyler the creator, brent faiyaz, pinkpantheress, bryson tiller, sza, to name a few. you had to get him albums for his record player.

miles sighed and changed his tone into somewhat more whiney as he put his head on you lap. "noo, don't do this to me, amor. i can't accept these."

"too bad, accept them." "but i don't even use my record player anymore! i know you are not out here buying me $20 albums on vinyl, ma." "it's fine, i'll make back the money. and let's put that record player to good use, yeah?" "... god, i love you and your persistence. makes you hotter in my opinion." "that's cause i know what you like."

♡ you took him to the rooftop and danced with him until sunset where you just sang songs together. it was the best birthday miles had so far, spending it with his favorite person. that person used to be a stranger.

"happy birthday, my record boy♡"

© mayeluvsu

[kitashousewife]

“happy birthday!”

osamu turns, eyebrows raised when he sees you smiling at him from the barstool next to him.

“thank ya,” he laughs, more out of confusion than anything. “how did ya-“

your finger taps his photo id that still sits on the counter from earlier. he laughs and nods, grinning when he watches you giggle from behind the straw of your drink.

“right,” he slips the plastic back into his wallet. “forgot about that.”

the two of you sit in silence for another few moments before you speak up.

“so, was it a good one?”

osamu snorts. “well, i’m at a bar, alone. how do ya think it went?”

“you’re not alone,” you turn to face him and he blushes. “i’m here, too.”

typically, osamu and atsumu have a pretty routine birthday. ma takes them to breakfast and gives them both a big birthday kiss on the cheek before they go about their days. they typically have a combined birthday party with friends, followed by some sort of treat and presents. this year, besides ma, everyone was busy. even atsumu. he was out of town for a couple games and would get back tonight.

this was the first birthday breakfast he spent alone, just himself and ma. she made it special, put a lot into ensuring he felt special and loved, despite his missing twin.

it was a pretty lonely day. his friends all had work, classes, meetings, and other various obligations. bedsides the texts and coffee sent to the shop, it was bleak to say the least.

“can i buy you a drink?”

“don’t worry about it,” he waves you off, finishing what little was left in his glass.

you pout. he about explodes.

“but it’s your birthday!” you think for a second. “can i take you for a dessert?”

“ya just met me!” he’s chuckling now, even though a large part of his mind is trying to convince him to stay with you for hours. “i could be dangerous.”

“you don’t seem like the type,” you start standing up, grabbing your purse and paying your tab. osamu stands up too, putting his card down before you even get the chance.

“how’s this,” he nods at the bartender before facing you. “if ya give me yer number, i’ll count that as a birthday present. deal?”

your heart skips a beat as he hands you the pen and flips his receipt over. you scribble the numbers down quickly and he snatches it up, before repeating your name back to you.

“get some safe, ya?” he puts his coat on, and pats you on the shoulder. “need’a take ya out this weekend.”

[sturniologals]

Midnight Snack-C.S

Reader x Chris

-; Warnings- Smut, Dom!Chris, Unprotected P in V, Rough sex, Cursing.

Summary- you go into the kitchen for a midnight snack and your childhood crush, chris, gives you an early birthday present.

1.3k words

I stumble down the stairs, my bare feet cold against the wooden floors. I feel my teeth chatter against each other and i instantly regret my decision to not put anything on other than a t shirt that hangs just above my knees. But everyone except me is asleep. I mean, it is 2 in the morning and we all have to be up at 9.  

My best friend Nick is taking me out to my favorite steak house tomorrow and then we’re traveling to LA for my birthday so we all have had a pretty busy night full of planning so i’m not surprised everyone knocked out as soon as we got home but i’m wide awake with excitement about tomorrow. 

I open the fridge and find exactly what i was searching for.  A tub of mint chip ice cream.

 I sit criss cross in the floor in front of the open freezer, the dim light shining through the dark kitchen. My breathing hitches when I hear someone walking down the stairs. 

 I immediately shift my legs so that my panties aren’t showing. 

The shadow creeps into the light of the fridge and I relax when i see it’s chris. 

“You fucking creep! You scared the shit out of me!” I whisper shout at him in an attempt to not wake anyone else in the house up. 

“Woah woah woah ma what did i do? I just came down here to get my ice cream” He says gesturing at the half eaten tub of ice cream i’m cradling in my lap. 

I can’t help but to notice how good he looks in this lighting. His cheekbones accentuated perfectly and his flannel pajama pants hanging low on his waist, his white tank top hugging his body tight- “Hello?” Chris’s voice snaps me out of my trance. 

“Uhm …sorry? “ I say holding out the ice cream. 

I can’t help the crush that i’ve had on chris ever since we all became neighbors in the 5th grade. He’s always made me feel safe. Comfortable. Chris smirks at me, sending a shiver up my spine and comes down the my level on the floor, taking a seat next to me, his back against the kitchen island and his legs stretched out in front of me. “I’ll share?” i say with a nervous smile as i hold out the ice cream to him. He just nods his head and stares at me as if he’s waiting on me to do something. 

“no way” i say laughing nervously. 

He chuckles lowly “it’s the least you can do, i mean you did eat almost all of my ice cream” 

The way his dark eyes are scanning across my legs right now makes me want to just- nope. stop. “Don’t make it weird chris” I say knowing about all of the times he’s jokingly flirted with me before, even though i’m almost completely sure he knows i have a crush on him and i don’t find his “jokes” a bit funny.

 I give in and scoop a small bite of mint chip ice cream into my spoon and place into his mouth. The way his rosy, plump lips grow darker at the coldness of the ice cream makes me wet. His eyes trained on mine seductively as I place another bit of ice cream in his mouth. I can’t help but to bite my lip to keep from involuntarily making a noise. 

 “Oh my god” he groans out and leans his head back against the island.

“That’s so good” he says licking his lips. 

I’ve never seen someone look so appetizing. I squeeze my legs together to try and relieve some of the ache that’s growing between my legs but it does virtually nothing. What pisses me off is that he knows what he’s doing. He’s done this to me for years and i can’t take it anymore. “Chris you’re just being mean.” I say, standing up, not caring if my ass is out or not. 

My focus right now is to keep the tears at bay. 

Chris’s eyes immediately change from lust to concern and he quickly stands up and grabs my wrist before i can make it out of the fridges dim light. “Y/n, wait” I turn to face him and try to keep my voice from shaking as i speak. 

“what chris? you know what your doing. You always have. You know i’ve always loved you and you keep fucking teasing me with it.” He stops, his eyes go cold and i notice his hand is still holding onto my wrist. My breathing is shallow and loud as he steps closer to me. Impossibly closer. I can feel his breath on my face as his hands trail up my sides and stop at my waist. 

“You love me?” He says quietly, just for me to hear.

 “Chris you know i do” I say in a shaky voice. 

“y/n all the times i was flirting with you i wasn’t fucking joking or teasing you. I was trying to show you i like you but you never did anything back so i thought you didn’t like me like that.” 

He backs away and i instantly feel sad at the loss of contact. “Fuck, y/n. Do you know how frustrating it is to be around you? The things i would…” his voice trails off and he shakes his head. “Never mind. Go to sleep. we’ve gotta wake up early.” He starts to walk away but i grab his wrist and pull him back towards me. 

Before i can think, my lips hit his. I’m kissing chris. Shit, i’m kissing chris. it’s so surreal after knowing i’ve wanted this for years. Fuck we’ve both wanted it, i was just too stupid to notice it. 

His lips are soft and smooth, his hands trail up my sides and he breaks apart, his lips still inches away from mine. 

“think i can get my birthday present early?” i breathe out shallowly.

 “Fuck ma, yeah of course” he says breathlessly. 

Before i can say anything, his lips are back on mine, this kiss more rough and desperate. He picks me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist as he moves us towards the counter. My ass is cold against the marble and his hands slip under my shirt. 

“No bra?” He groans out as his hands trail up my legs and inner thighs.

 “Chris please, no teasing” i almost moan. He chuckles and grabs the side of my shirt. 

“can i take this off?” I nod quickly. 

“use your words ma” 

 “yes chris, yes.” I say quickly and help him to pull my big t shirt over my head. His mouth instantly takes one of my nipples and i groan loudly from the feeling.

 “gotta be quiet baby” he says before moving his head between my legs but i quickly grab his hair to notion for him to come back up.

 “No i want you. not your mouth.” I look down at the bulge in his pajamas. 

“You sure?” he says, his eyes staring into mine making me want more. more of him. “Yes. I want you. please” i say, squirming around the counter. 

My consent makes his eyes light up and he quickly pulls my panties to the side and lets his dick free. it’s tip red and leaking with pre cum as it hits his stomach. fuck it’s huge. he strokes it a few times and i grow irritated. “Chris” i remind him and he laughs a little before pushing into me without warning. 

“Fuck!” i yell out and his hand instantly covers my mouth. 

“so tight” he groans out, picking up pace. I grunt against his hand as he pushes into me so quickly i can’t think.

 “my god, ma” he whimpers out into my ear. 

“Chris- i’m gonna-“ i try to say, my words muffle by his hand. He finally pulls his hand away and picks up his pace. 

“come with me ma, i’m almost- fuck-“ he stops mid sentence as we both finish around each other. his thrusts slow down, riding out our high as we both shudder and our breath calms.

 “good birthday present?” he asks while cleaning the sides of my legs. I can do nothing but nod and smile.

[fire-bugged]

Hello gang!

How are you on this fine day? Hope you are fine. Well today is my birthday!!! 🎉 I wanted to know how the mercs would celebrate with us. I'm fine you writing any merc so go crazy 😼

Anyways, take care and remember to stay hydrated 😈

Happy Birthday, Anon! I hope you had a wonderful birthday, and I hope you enjoy these headcanons!

Mercenaries Celebrate Your Birthday

Scout

- Probably forgot it was your birthday. But when someone else (or you) remind him, he’s immediately excited.

- Whips out one of his Ma’s birthday cake recipes from when he was a little kid. It’s a simple cake, just one layer with some frosting slathered on top, but it’s still pretty good!

- As for gifts, he gets you something a few days later. He’ll get you some snacks that you love, but are difficult to find in New Mexico. It’s not much, but he still hopes you’ll enjoy it.

Soldier

- Soldier is insanely good at remembering important dates, including birthdays.

- Instead of the usual trumpet-blaring and shouting the USA national anthem to wake everyone up in the morning, he’s yell-singing “Happy Birthday” at the top of his lungs

- Gives you a strong pat on the back and congratulates you on another year of fighting the good fight. Now go forth and beat the crap out of whatever the next year of your life is going to throw at you!

- At the end of the day, you find a box in your room with a note attached that simply says “Use it well”. Inside, you find a worn, but still very sharp shovel. Perfect for beating people over the head with.

Pyro

- They absolutely remember your birthday, and they are very excited about it.

- They make you some cupcakes that are only slightly overcooked, as well as covered in mountains of frosting and sprinkles. They give them to you while mumbling to the tune of “happy birthday”.

- As for presents, they like giving lots of small trinkets. Whether you like pretty rocks, silly pens, trading cards, plushies, miniature figures, anything of that sort. They’ll always be able to find a bunch of small things you’ll like!

Demoman

- He gets pretty excited when he realizes your birthday is coming up. When he was a kid, he never really got to celebrate his birthday all that much due to spending his childhood an orphan. But now he loves celebrating them regardless of whose birthday it is.

- Sets up a bunch of things at a good bar near the base. There’s darts, pool, foosball, beer pong, and of course, plenty of drinks and good food to go around. He makes sure the whole team is there, celebrating with you and having a good time.

- You mean a lot to him, and he wants to make sure you have a birthday you’ll always look back fondly on.

Heavy

- He remembers birthdays very well, as they are important in his family. To Heavy, you are close enough to be considered family.

- Back home, birthdays were often celebrated with lots of food and good drinks, and he’ll do the same for you. He gets together with a few of the other members of the team that you’re close with, and they all work to make a lot of rich, filling dishes that he knows you’ll enjoy.

- He also sets up Poker with the entire team. Jokes are made, drinks are had, money is won and lost, and it’s a great time for all.

- You are surrounded by friends, and you are loved. That is the best gift he can possibly give to you.

Engineer

- He knew your birthday was coming up, and he made sure to prepare ahead of time.

- He works for most of the day, so you don’t see him much until the evening. He cooks your favorite meal for dinner, complete with delicious side dishes that complement it perfectly. He makes sure to make more than enough for there to be leftovers, allowing you to enjoy the food for the next couple of days, as well.

- If you have any creative hobbies (or have been wanting to start a new hobby) he will gift you the supplies needed for it, as well as tools of his own making. He built them himself with specific measurements and materials to best suit you.

Medic

- Always remembers birthdays. Being the team’s doctor, it’s important for him to remember these sorts of details!

- He wouldn’t be able to do much, due to the fact that he still has to work. Today being your birthday won’t prevent someone from getting shot or blown up, after all. But he will still cheerfully wish you a happy birthday when he sees you.

- If you take any medications, he’ll tie a little bow on your refill when he gives it to you. But when you open it up later to take your medication, you find a little note inside:

- “Happy birthday mein freunde! Wishing you another year of good health! :)”

Sniper

- Pretty chill about birthdays, doesn’t take them too seriously.

- When he finds out it’s your birthday, he’ll give you a nod and a smile, wishing you “happy birthday, mate”.

- Towards the end of the day, he’ll come to you with a couple of drinks you like and just hang out. You’ll just have a good ol’ time sitting back in some lawn chairs and chatting about whatever while watching the sun go down.

Spy

- Doesn’t really share the excitement surrounding birthdays. Nonetheless, he still remembers when they occur, and that includes yours.

- If you mention it to him, he’ll give you a curt “Happy Birthday”, and won’t say anything else about it.

- But later in the day, a small box will appear on your bedside table. There’s no note to reveal who had left it there or what it was for, but deep down, you knew the answer to both of these questions. Inside is a small, but very expensive and high quality accessory that you’ve always wanted. You never told anyone about it, but it seems you didn’t need to.

- The first time you wear it, you swear you see the tiniest trace of a smile on Spy’s face.

[ifhybutilovechu]

Birthday boy

Onyankopon x blk reader x Connie

TW!! - semi public, brat , brat tamer , threesome , p in A , p in V , spanking , a lil bit of one on one Connie and Onyankopon action , double penetration , cream pie

Prologue: Y/N and Onyankopon decide to go to Connies birthday party and lets say connie gets a lil handsie and for a minute Ony is jelous but soon finds out this could be fun

Baby! Are you ready to go?' Y/N yells from downstairs she was all dolled up for her best friends birthday party. Ony shuffles around upstairs a bit before stomping down 'Yuh I'm ready' he says before grabbing his keys and heading out the door , he opens the car door for Y/N pecking her lips as she gets in . They drive to the destination picking up a present for Connie and some weed on the way. When they make it the door's already opened and she can hear loud music bumping.

They make their way through the crowd looking for Connie and somewhere to place his present .

'Glad y'all could make it' Y/N jumps as she could feel his breath on her neck 'Happy birthday Con!!' She says giving him a hug , his hands sit on her waist going dangerously low before she pulls away 'Happy birthday' Onyankopon says trying to hide the frustration he felt when he saw Connie get a bit too handsy 'Thank you' He says staring dead into Ony eyes and Onyankopon throws a glare back at him .

'Aye come on let's have some fun!' She says before walking in front so they could follow . Ony doesn't miss Connie staring at Y/N's ass as she walks in front . They walk through the crowd of people finding a more quiet place 'Yall wanta hit?' Connie asked as he took out a pack of weed and Y/N smirked 'hell yahhh!' she yelled.

He finished rolling the blunt and Y/N watched closely as he licked it closed feeling a warm spread throughout her body. He takes a hit before blowing and passing to Y/N who takes the hit out his hand. She blows the smoke in Ony's face before pulling him into a kiss .

Connie watched with a tent building in his pants , Ony roughly grabs Y/N's cheek and makes me kiss even sloppier and this just causes Connie's arousal to spiken. 'Aye ma I'm bout to go pee' Onyankopon says after ending the kiss and then leaving. Y/N watches as he goes before taking another hit and passing it too Connie.

Instead of taking it he places it in the ashtray

Connie grabs Y/N's waist pulling her closer 'Con...I have a boyfriend' Y/N says firmly pulling away . Connie huffs 'He ain't gotta know mommas' He says while laughing 'Aint gotta know what?' A deep voice speaks from behind them. Connie turns around 'Aye Ony come er' he suddenly speaks and Onyankopon raises an eyebrow, Connie never called him Ony before . Connie grabs onto Onyankopon and whispers something in his ear Y/N couldn't here

. Ony looked a bit frustrated at first but the more he looked between Y/N and Connie the more the look went from frustration to arousal. Connie's eyes were also blown with arousal . 'Y/N how'd you feel if I let Connie have some fun with you tonight' and Y/N gasp , they never talked about threesomes or trying anything of this sort out and it caught her off guard. 'Come on ma , don't you wanna please him for his birthday' Onyankopon says while rubbing on Y/N's shoulders.

Y/N can feel a wave of heat in her lower abdomen 'You sure?..' in all honesty she was excited and impatient to fuck Connie . 'Yah ma gon head and take this all off' she nodded her head and unzipped her dress and let it drop to the floor . Connie's hand instantly reached up to cup her boobs and fondle them through the bra 'Lay on the bed for me' he whispered in her ear and she did just that .

Connie slowly takes off her bra before attacking her neck and leaving hickeys and love bites in his trail . Y/N whimpers , nipples growing hard and perky. Connie takes a nip into his mouth suckling on her breast.

He then moves lower down and takes her panties off 'Look at the mess you've already made ma' he says looking at the damp spot on the panties . He leans in kissing on her thighs until he reaches her heat , he places a kiss on her clit making her squirm . He licks a stripe up her cunt dragging a loud moan out of her , he starts sloppily eating her out .

Ony on the other hand starts to take his clothes off , ready to join in on the action .

Ooh fuck!' Y/N screams at the feeling of Connie pressing a finger inside of her while flicking his tongue against her clit he thrust his finger in and out before adding a new one causing another scream to escape Y/Ns lips.

Connie continues to focus on eating her out while Ony comes and spreads Y/Ns legs for him and pushing them up too her chest , the new position was just too much . She was soon seeing stars 'Oh my godd pa I'm cumming' she screams , pussy clenching around Connie's fingers 'Gon head baby' Onyankopon says before giving her a kiss .

She moans into his mouth as she comes , a clear liquid squirting out of her and soaking the mattress and Connie's hands . He licks it off his fingers before using his thumb to rub circles on her clit causing her to let out another scream in pleasure 'Fuckk it's too much!' she says and Onyankopon just laughs at her . Connie stops and gets rid of his remaining clothes 'Lay ass up face down alright baby' He says while stripping and Y/N does just that . She notices that Onyankopon was under her while Connie was behind her . Connie spanks her ass causing her to yelp , he spreads her cheeks revealing her second hole clenching around nothing , he spits on it before pushing his thumb into the tight hole . This was such an unfamiliar feeling for Y/N. She whimpers but soon gets used to the feeling, he adds another finger and uses them to stretch her out .

He spreads her cheeks before lining his thick lengthy cock up with her hole , Onyankopon lines his dick up too and they slowly thrust into her 2 different holes at the same time , groaning and moaning . Y/N grunts and holds on to Onyankopon shoulders , digging her nails into the skin . They do a few thrust before gaining rhythm. Y/N tries her best to fuck back and match their speed but everything was all too much .

Y/N throws her head back moaning while Ony gropes her chest and leans up to kiss on her neck . 'Ooh fuck! Right there pa!' she screamed and Connie chuckles at her fucked out state.

They speed up the pace causing y/n too see stars 'Mm cumming daddy!!' she yells , nails scratching down Onyankopons back . He looks down to the white ring forming around his cock 'Hell yah ma give me that shit' he says while rubbing circles on her clit . She tried to push his hand away , the pleasure becoming too much . 'Take it ma , Mhm almost there' He says before kissing her again. Connie grabs her head and turns her his way for a sloppily kiss . They speed up their thirst getting closer to release.

Onyankopon grips her hips so hard possibly leaving handprint marks . 'S-shit!' Connie yells as he spills into her ass Ony coming right after him . They all breath heavy trying to catch their breaths. They slowly lift Y/N up off their cocks before Ony leaves to get a warm towel to wipe them down , Y/N lays slump already about to fall into a deep sleep 'Happy birthday Connie' she whispers before giving him a kiss . Onyankopon then grabs Connie's face and gives him a deep kiss 'Happy birthday pa' he says before laying down to sleep .

Connie slowly blinks 'Well shit...happy birthday to me'

[dreamwatch]

STWG daily drabble - 19/09/23

Prompt: we’re not family

****

The ICU is at capacity. An earthquake, they’re saying. It’s been a week and they’re still sticking to that bullshit story.

Wayne’s not an idiot, and neither are these doctors. There are Feds here talking about dog bites and it’s written all over their faces, yeah pal, we don’t believe it either.

A nurse brought him a book a couple of days ago. “To keep your mind off things.” It’s hard to read when he’s listening for the whoosh clicks of the ventilator, the alarms, beeps and bells of machinery, all plugged in to his nephew, and knowing that these sounds mean Eddie’s alive. He doesn’t want to keep his mind off that.

Wayne hears a commotion in the hallway and he’s about to ignore it when he realises he recognises the voice.

He steps out of the room and is stunned to see his little brother arguing with two nurses. It’s like a slap in the face. Wayne didn’t even know he was out of jail.

“Christ, Wayne, will you tell these people we’re family?”

Wayne stares at him. At Albert Edward Munson, the baby brother who he wished for for so long. Who finally showed up a couple of months after Wayne’s tenth birthday and he’d thought it was the best possible birthday present anyone could have got him.

He used to take Al to school for his Ma when she was working, his small hand tucked safely in Wayne’s as they walked. That yardstick of growth, hand against hand, laughter and giggles as Al caught up to him, bigger and bigger each year.

He showed him how to slick his curls back with Sweet Georgia Brown before his first date. Told him he was still proud of him when he failed senior year. 

Hugged him tight when Al was drafted. Hugged him tighter when he came home.

He comforted him when he got Shirley-Anne pregnant, told him it would be okay. Gave him money, helped them get married. 

Cried with him when Eddie was born. Cried with him when Shirley-Ann died.

Bailed him out of jail when he went on a bender. Cleaned up the bottles and cans in the house so that Eddie wouldn’t cut himself on them. 

Argued with him when he saw the bruises on Eddie’s arms. Hit him when he saw the bruise on Eddie’s cheek.

Disowned him when he threw Eddie out.

He stares at his baby brother, and it fucking hurts because he sees so much of Eddie standing there. The big brown eyes, the dark curls. It fucking hurts because he loved this kid with all his heart and he did everything he could, he did, to steer him right, to keep him on a good path. All for nothing.

Wayne swallows thick and wet. “We ain’t family.”

“The fuck we’re not!” shouts Al. “You can’t keep me from my boy!”

Wayne is a patient man, but that there is his breaking point. He storms towards Al, grabs his shirt in one hand, points right in his face with the other.

“That’s where you’re wrong,” he spits out, venom and anger and frustration, a pressure cooker twenty years in the making finally exploding. “On two counts. I will keep you away from him, and he ain’t your fucking boy no more!” Wayne shoves him away. “You lost the right to call him your boy the moment you beat the shit out of him.”

He catches sight of one of the Feds and well fuck let’s make them work for their money, he thinks as he waves him over.

“This man’s bothering the nurses.” He barely finishes the sentence before Al is being dragged out of the ICU, hollering and shouting the whole way.

The nurses are kind, they ask if he’s okay and he thanks them and apologises. For what happened, not for Al’s behaviour. Because he stopped being responsible for Al Munson a long time ago.

[rosyjn]

jake sully masterlist

MDNI, adult works on here.

-wax play, avatar mating season day ??

-aftercare, avatar mating season day 1

x human reader!!

-riding dilf Jake’s face

Long time no writing..

-quick

Y’all are just sooo needy and horny that the sex is clothed!

- eye contact 👁️

Gentle, like has some casual dominance if you squint

-jealous dilf

breeding, spitting in mouth, hand on throat STEAMY

-riding his abs

-day 11 kinkmas

breeding

-thought

-kinkmas day 2 2023

Titty fucking

-kinkmas day 1 2023

cockwarming

-tits guy.

You already know…😈

- random thought

Nsfw, porn without plot

-just seggs w Jake

nsfw just short sexy time

-dilf!jake disciplines you after you guys get home (smut)

self explanatory

-you and Jake are a little too loud… (smut)

when you and jake are fucking in the tent but unfortunately norm and grace can hear

-taking Jake to Utraya Mokri (smut)

"we've been goin' at it like rabbits, how are you still horny??"

-dilf!jake can’t control himself when he sees human reader with an ice cream (smut)

-part 2 of above (also smut)

-you get drunk and Jake has to discipline you 🙄

rough smut! spanking!

-short lil fic abt overstim w Jake and then the aftermath (smut)

again self explanatory

-jake sully headcanons (contains nsfw)

thoughts...

- human Jake and reader have a lil fun when she gets locked out of her room (smut)

little angsty if you squint but mostly funsies!

-just a lil thought abt ma jake..

sex in the tent w/ him

-"are you sure you want this? if i start, i  might not be able to stop..."  smuttt jake sullyyy

cute little fun nsfw he fucks you on the ground

-Husband!jake headcanons

sfw

-"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention," JAKE SULLY X READER SMUTTTT

jake being annoying and then sex lmao

-Dilf!Jake w his little halloween traditions from earth (no smut🙄)

sweet one sfw

-"What? Does that feel good?" dilf!jake sully messing around with you during a party. (SMUTT)  (Not proofread sorry guys 🙏)  

mischeivous and then weird angst, then nsfw

-rough seggs w jake bc jealousy SMUTTT

rough...

-jake sully x chubby reader smut

not genuine smut but he gets into it, then the story cuts bc im lazy

-HUMAN JAKE X NORM’S SISTER SMUTTTT

pretty long one compared to my others. reader is a sciencey girl.

-POV: You get a letter from Jake… &

all sweet and then jake gets long-distance-horny

-“Bed. Now.”

face down ass up 😈

-Roommate (human Jake)

longest one yet i think, but yeah SEX AND RIDING :)

-Dilf!jake who wants to get his human girl pregnant (SMUT)

read the title lmaooo

-“let me fuck the problem away”

stress relief..

-getting her to confess (dilf Jake)

jake has his own unique way of getting words out of you

-dilf!jake w virgin reader

first time with him

-“Let me show ya”

Jake giving you your first aftercare

-“You like rough? I’ll show you rough,”

reader says she wants jake to be less gentle during sex, so he fucks her dumb right there.

-birthday present.

unconventional birthday treat...

-Cola

lana del rey lyrics, how they relate to jakey

-giving him a handjob, kinktober 2023 day 1.

lunaskinktober 2023

-him eating you out, kinktober 2023 day 2.

lunaskinktober 2023

- riding his thigh, kinktober 2023 day 3.

lunaskinktober 2023

-dilf!jake spanking you, kinktober 2023 day 4.

lunaskinktober 2023

-Jake x human reader

doing it in the bathroom :)

-bf!jake thoughts

Slight nsfw

-giving dilf!jake a blowie, kinktober 2023 day 7.

lunaskinktober 2023

-dominant Jake

little nsfw, just a blurb abt him being casually dominant and reader getting drunk.

-dilf!jake and you while you’re in restraints, kinktober day 11

lunaskinktober 2023

-jake sully fingering you, kinktober day 12.

lunaskinktober 2023

- first 69 with Jake, kinktober day 14

lunaskinktober 2023

- size difference, kinktober day 15.

lunaskinktober 2023

-how he loves your tail

A1 Jake and na’vi reader

-my man, his bruises

kind of sad, not nsfw

-begging, kinktober day 17

lunaskinktober 2023

-just a thought

with mating press and breeding..

-edging, kinktober day 20

lunaskinktober 2023

-In rut 🥶

Hottt

-toruk makto>

cocky Jake!

-biting you, kinktober day 23

lunaskinktober 2023

-Rough, kinktober day 24

lunaskinktober 2023

-the best medicine

him doing you while you’re sick to cheer you up!

- catching in you the act, kinktober day 25

lunaskinktober 2023

- overstim, human!jake x reader kinktober day 26

lunaskinktober 2023

- praise with subby Jake, kinktober day 28

lunaskinktober 2023

-dirty talk with dilf!jake, kinktober day 29

lunaskinktober 2023

-A1 jake eats you out when you’re mad at him

Lowkey feels unfinished I’m sorry y’all

-sub Jake hcs

so so so short

- dilf!jake and bratty reader

🫐

- dilf!jake catching you in your first heat

Not proofread sorry! Tell me if there are errors.

-Jake using his tail …

short, pretty sfw.

dilf Jake w virgin reader

shortttt

- using the safe word

Rough!

-missionary blurb, random af.

-Jake feeling bad after forgetting aftercare