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daenysx · 5 months

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hi love <3

first off i wanted to say that i find myself lurking in your blog way too much than I should (i mean i have a life and i cant spend all day reading your fics, OR CAN I?) and i love how you write and hejsusjsjsj you just make my day, so i hope you’re having a wonderful day gorgeous💗

second of all, can i please request either a poly marauders or a sirius (or James whichever you think fits the story better) x fem reader where her birthday passed and just no one seemed to really care except for the boys? Some of her friends forgot and some others gave a half hearted birthday wish and she just feels sort of unloved? and just lots of hurt/comfort/cuddles/fluff hehe thanks

if u cant tell, im projecting🤧 my birthday was on the 9th and lets just say it was not that important of a deal for most people :)

you are the sweetest angel, my love, happy late birthday!! i'm really sorry, you deserved the best birthday and i hope you can accept this little fic as your birthday gift!! ♡

it's my first time writing for poly!marauders, please share your thoughts with me!!

poly!marauders x fem!reader, fluff + a little hurt/comfort

your cheeks ache from giving smiles to your boys all day.

it wasn't an eventful birthday for you, but it was so so nice. you woke up to kisses from james, his whispers of sweet nothings as remus came back to your side from kitchen. sirius's hair was wet from the shower he took as he does every morning, you and james watched how remus took care of his curls from bed. you spent more than an hour just staying in bed, feeling more loved than ever with their words and kisses.

when remus finally convinced you to leave the bed, james offered to carry you in his arms all the way to kitchen. "anything for my birthday girl." he said, your lovely boy. sirius kissed your lips as he handed you a cup of coffee, pancakes and fruits were just like you enjoy. a perfect birthday breakfast, you laughed at every joke sirius made, accepted every forehead kiss from james. remus was giving you heart eyes, you blushed from the attention you got. he gave you an easy smile and you blew him a kiss.

the boys had plenty of offers for your birthday celebration but you decided to stay at home. you wanted a quiet day with them, just being lazy and careless. thinking about wishes and dreams about your new age. you liked how easy it was to do as you wanted with them, no explanations or excuses needed.

you could hear the whispers coming from kitchen when james got you comfy on his chest, cuddling on the couch. he kissed your hair, your arms tightened around his body. legs tangled, fingers curled up on his shirt.

you checked your phone, the screen was bright, showing there's a birthday message from lily. you smiled, replied her long text. there were other texts from a few of your friends. well, technically they were birthday messages but- none of them felt like they actually wished you the happiest birthday. why would people text like celebrating someone's birthday is a chore? you frowned, couldn't accept the fact that you were in fact, waiting for something better. didn't you deserve it?

james noticed how your smile fell, he could see the texts on the screen. "happy birthday, love u." that girl was supposed to be one of your closest friends. you really were expecting something more- heartfelt? you always tried to make sure people you like know how much they are liked by you, texted the sweetest messages to them, cared about their birthdays more than yours. it didn't feel fair. still, you didn't want to jump into conclusions and ruin your day. you let go of your phone to wrap your arms around james.

he held you gently, kissing you again. "anything wrong?" he whispered. you shook your head. it was nothing important. he nodded, giving you a little time to collect your thoughts.

"angel." he said, "there's something here you may want to see."

you looked up, saw your boyfriends holding a birthday cake for you. it was beautiful, covered in silver colored candles. remus held the cake for you to see better as you sat up, the candles were definitely sirius's choice. you forgot about the texts, seeing them smile at you like you were the most precious thing in the whole world was making your head dizzy with affection.

you blew the candles, making a wish. james's fingers were drawing circles on your arm. you kissed your boyfriends thank you, a slow but happy tear rolled on your cheek. "come on, sweetheart, there's nothing to cry about. you're still young." sirius said, winking. his lips were curved into a playful smile.

"let's eat the cake." you said. "god, it looks so good."

"you remember remus's friend who owns a bakery? we got the cake from his shop." james said.

"who, charles?" you asked, remembering details about charles for a second. "i always see the cakes he makes on instagram, he's really good."

"first slice for the birthday girl." remus said, giving you your cake. "happy birthday, sweetheart. we love you so much."

"i love you so much." you said before taking a bite. "it's delicious. thank you."

sirius ate his own slice in three seconds. "this is better than i expected. another slice, please moony."

you kissed his chocolate covered lips fondly. hours were spent on eating cake, gossipping about sirius's workplace, drinking tea, and changing into different cuddling positions. your phone was silent, no one called. there were no other texts. it's weird, you thought. even the people who celebrated their birthdays with you didn't bother to give you a small text.

the day is almost finished, you are full with cake and sweets. james insists on doubling up the princess treatment he gives you every day and helps you with your skincare. you are sitting on bed as his fingers apply your night cream on your achy cheeks, sirius and remus brush their teeth at the bathroom after you and james leave for bed. your hand reaches to your phone. nothing.

"i think," james starts. "it's time you should tell me what's been on your mind all day."

you shrug. what can you tell? expecting birthday wishes from people feels weird. maybe they forgot. maybe they didn't care enough. should you remind them it's your birthday? no, that's stupid. is it? you don't know.

"what's upsetting my baby on her birthday?" he says. "tell me."

"there's something upsetting our baby?" sirius steps in after remus. "what happened?"

you give them a smile that says you're okay. "nothing." you start. remus's eyes find yours, worry sparks in them. "it's just- the girls and my friends from work- some of them forgot about my birthday, and other messages were a bit weird."

"i'm sorry." remus says, holding your hand. "i'm really sorry about that, angel."

"it's okay." you say. "i mean, no one has to remember."

"um, yeah, they kinda have to at some point." sirius says. "you do your best to remember things about your friends and you have every right to expect the same from them."

"i know." you say. you know, but what can you do?

james leans in to kiss your cheek. "i know it's terrible. you don't deserve it. i think- it's not your fault, yeah? you didn't do anything wrong. you deserve the best."

he says the last part silently like he's sad and it breaks your heart. they tried to make your day perfect, they don't deserve to end it sad. you don't deserve to sleep upset on your birthday. you look into james's eyes. "i already have the best." you say. "have you seen our boyfriends?"

you are being sweet on him. "have you seen yourself?" you say, pulling his face to kiss him. he smiles into the kiss. "i'm okay, really." you say.

"of course you are." sirius says. "in what world the birthday girl goes to bed upset?"

remus brushes a kiss on sirius's curls. they are lovely, sitting up in bed to comfort you the best they can. you need a bit time, you think. it's a hard thing to carry, feeling like you are not loved by some people you care about. it's not fair to the boys though. you are so incredibly loved by them and you feel it in your every breath. you can think about the others later. for now, you only need to show your love to your boys. the three people who deserve it the most.

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bunnions · 2 months

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EATING (BIRTHDAY) CAKE ⊹ ࣪ ˖🍰₊˚⊹♡ synopsis: who said you can't have your cake and eat it too?

pairing: bakugo x gn!reader wc: 1.6k words cw: pro hero!au, nsfw, smut, rimming (male receiving), ass play, there’s quite a bit of teasing but the whole vibe is very soft and playful, reader is leading and being a little shit. a/n: today’s my birthday and this is my gift to myself. wanted a different kind of cake this year hehe. enjoy if this is your piping hot cup of tea! also shoutout to @/zorosdimples for having some bomb ass eating fics and giving me booty brain rot.

Bakugo can’t keep his breathing even no matter how hard he tries. Years of being a Pro Hero, countless hours spent training at the gym, working stealth missions overseas, should have prepared him for anything. Anything but you. His breath puffs out past his lips, dragged out in a sputtered gasp as his eyes roll to the back of his head. He’s panting. Pathetically. Broken.

And you have the fucking audacity to pull away with a soft pop and an even softer, “You doing okay, baby?”

His eyes roll in annoyance this time. So dramatic. You swallow the laugh bubbling up your throat and instead peer down the line of his spine where you meet his lidded (and very annoyed) gaze over his shoulder. His thick, corded thighs quiver as you smooth a palm gently down, tracing the line of his inner thigh down to the crook of his knee. Your lovely, flushed boyfriend. Head down, chest pressed against your shared bed, and clenching ass propped up on wobbly knees for your pleasure. And your pleasure alone.

Afterall, this is your birthday present.

“You okay? Should I stop?” you ask again. Gentle. Patient. But Bakugo can hear the underlying shit-eating grin between each syllable. It lights something sinister in the pit of his stomach, makes his balls tighten up in anticipation.

“S’fine,” he grunts out, gaze steeled against yours. The admission lights up your face and that makes him feel so hot. His cheeks burn, chest tightening up with affection, and he won’t can’t look away. “Keep going.”

You wiggle a little in a happy dance. Even from behind, you’re softening him up in more ways than one. Still, he doesn’t miss the sinful glint in your eye.

Your pink tongue darts out to swipe against the plush of your bottom lip and unconsciously the blond mirrors the action. He can almost taste himself on you. Dating for a couple years means he knows every contour of your body, what makes you squeal, how your expression contorts as you cum repeatedly on his fat cock. You thought it unfair; asked for an “experience” rather than a physical gift. And Bakugo lacks the strength to say no when you ask so pretty: Kats, can I eat you out for my birthday this year?

So, here you both are. Pro Hero Dynamight displayed in the most vulnerable position he’s ever been in, and you drooling from behind like some god damn villain.

“C-Can you spread yourself for me?” your voice gives way to the debauched excitement you’ve tried to keep at bay.

The darkest crimson flushes like a tidal wave from the crown of his cheeks, to his ears, down his neck, and settling in the valley of his shoulder blades. You don’t miss how his puckered, shiny hole clenches around nothing or the way his thick cock bobs between his legs. Pre drips from the tip, staining the sheets, and you can’t help but dip down to lick his cockhead for a quick taste.

“Fuck!” Bakugo groans, the light stimulation almost too much. It’s the first bit of contact you’ve allowed his cock all day. He hears you hum, savoring the taste of his precum, and he cringes as his cock twitches again and again and again. At this point, even he can’t tell if he’s annoyed to hell and back or impatient for more. “F-fuckin’ hurry up.”

Gnarled hands reach back to take each toned ass check in a firm grip, fingers spreading himself as he buries his face and embarrassment into a pillow.

You coo, all sweet and syrupy. “Katsuki, you’re so pretty back here. Look so tasty!” You giggle to yourself and his hole winks in response. You place one hand on top of his for leverage and watch a shiver visibly race down his spine. You wet your lips once more, “Thanks for the best birthday present, baby,” before diving in.

Years of training, of control, of near perfection, crumble instantly as your pretty tongue laps at the rim of his asshole, already softened from the first round of licks and sucks. He can’t control the grunts and moans spilling from kiss-bitten lips. You’re the devil incarnate, he thinks, as you gleefully and sadistically press past the first ring of tight muscle. Your tongue wiggling in and invading the part of himself he’s only had enough courage to explore quietly once or twice, in the dark of his bedroom, long before you first met.

Bakugo didn’t like how it made him feel, at least alone. Suddenly so exposed and vulnerable. A pleasure that felt so foreign and intense and taboo.

But here, with you, it feels different.

Molten lava pours through his veins. He’s sweating, gasping and biting into the feather down pillow to try and stifle the lewd noises his mouth has zero control over. His body and heart have softened enough to spasm around your tongue. The world spins backwards if he focuses too closely on the feeling of your soft lips kissing the sensitive skin lining his hole, or the way you breathe out through your nose as you focus solely on wringing him dry. Something warm knots in his chest, the air heavy with how small and shy your attention makes the Pro feel. Suddenly aware of your nails digging into the top of his hand and into the flesh of his ass, the slight sting drips pleasure through up and down his body like hot honey. Your tongue lashing against his hole, moans vibrating through him and lodging straight into the gray matter of his brain.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. F –

“Fuuuck, fuckfuck, f-fuck,” oh that’s his voice – loud and keening. You make a contented sound and let your tongue drag out of his pulsating hole only to drip down to his balls and suck. Bakugo’s toes curl as his back arches from the unexpected stimulation. But it’s not enough.

Without thinking, his hips push back desperately and he spreads himself even further, blunt nails digging into the flesh of his ass. Angry red marks direct your mouth back to the center of your present.

You kiss his right cheek, bite at the seam of his thigh, and drag your tongue back to his sopping hole. The pretty blond is moaning openly now, rutting against your face, drowning in the pleasure of being stretched open, feeling you invade him, you moving inside him. Spit dribbling down his cock and balls to mix with the steady stream of precum soaking your sheets.

The movement of your plush lips sloppily making out with his puckered rim has him reeling, hard nipples rubbing against silk sheets, setting his blood on fire.

“A-ah, fuck, baby,” Bakugo can hardly speak. The knot in his stomach tightening, all the blood in his head rushing elsewhere. “Wait ‘m g’na. Fuck.. It’s too – babe, w-wait –”

He knows the safe word. You noisily suck on his hole again. The squelching sends your boyfriend into a tailspin. His balls are impossibly tight, dick throbbing in time to your cruel tongue licking and sucking and thrusting. It’s absolute sin the way he can feel your lips curl into a smirk. Voice muffled by his gyrating ass, “S’okay, b’by. Y’gna cum f’me?” Like a fucking siren.

He feels both your hands leave the globes of his cheeks and barely manages to catch one with his hand. You don’t miss a beat and link your fingers through his, rubbing your thumb against his hand soothingly, while the other reaches between his legs to grab his weeping cock – starting with the head. Bakugo nearly chokes.

“Cum for me, pretty boy.” Your voice is barely a whisper, thick with desire.

And your mouth is back on him in a flash. Tongue thrusting as deep as it can go, soft hand pumping his cock with a mixture of your sweet spit and his precum. Synchronous in movement, your mouth and hand drag the lewdest moan out of him. A sound that doesn’t match his glistening muscles, his thick and strained neck, the hand (leagues larger than your own) desperately holding on like a lifeline. The delicate thread in his stomach snaps as a powerful orgasm rips through him, almost violent with the way you grip him and simultaneously suck and wiggle your tongue in his ass.

Bakugo cums like an animal, cum shooting straight down into the puddle soaked sheets, wordless and moaning as if he were in heat. Your mouth is literal sin as you slurp at his clenching hole with fervor, riding out his bliss for as long as possible. Hand pumping up and down until he squeezes your hand, still firmly in his grasp.

You finally relent when his moans quiet to labored breathing. He flops onto his back and hides behind an arm, trying to regain some semblance of control over his panting, swallowing to soothe his sore throat. Bakugo dares to look at you only when he hears you shift a little on the other side of the bed. His curiosity would be the end of him.

He swallows the thick lump in his throat, watching you with dark crimson eyes, as you drag a finger through his cum and bring it to your lips. You pop it into your mouth and groan. The sound is too sincere for Bakugo to scoff at. If anything, the scene kicks his softening cock back to life, as he watches the tongue that was just inside him savor his heady taste. As your eyes meet, you grin – something mischievous and full of love.

His cum is thick and creamy. The perfect icing to your perfect birthday cake.

dividers by @/cafekitsune

#the spirit took hold of me with both hands #fr this came out of me like a parasite #wiggling and with a mind of its own #anyway enjoy !!#bun.writes #char.katsuki #ship.bakubun #navi.fanfic #type.spicy #type.butts #bakugo smut #bakugou smut #katsuki smut #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader

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tiniestkitty · 3 months

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―୨୧⋆ ˚ tips for regressors struggling with depression and anxiety 🌧️

🧸 one thing that has helped me tremendously has been starting a therapy / mental health journal. you can find prompts online, or even come up with your own ! I find tracking my triggers (what makes me feel upset or anxious), reflecting on how I handled my day, writing my thoughts, and what I'd like to bring up in my next therapy session helps me feel a lot better. ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა

-- you can take time to learn about your brain and how it makes choices; for example, learning about and researching your trauma responses, mental illnesses and how to ground yourself during panic attacks. sometimes our brain can make us feel or think things that we can't control, so its important to differentiate between what we are telling ourselves and what our brain is telling us.

🫧 be kind to yourself and take time to rest if you need to. Indulge in things you like and find calming activities to do after a hard day such as coloring, doing a fun craft, playing a video game or using play therapy.

🧸 distance yourself from relationships or people that make you feel uncomfortable or are harmful to your mental health. its not mean to say you need space. you can still be friends and have established boundaries, and if someone dose not respect those boundaries its okay to distance yourself from them or take a break from talking to them until you start to feel better and are more capable of saying how important those boundaries are.

🫧 make sticker charts and schedules ! I have one for brushing my teeth. I also use a fun app on my phone called Pokémon Smile that reminds me to brush and sets a timer. ૮₍ ˃ ᵕ ˂ ₎ა

🧸 find little things to look forward to, like a new movie coming out, a birthday or a Holliday you love. sometimes I order little gifts for myself in the mail after doing a big task or getting trough a hard day hehe ! ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა

🫧 clean your space, and maybe even redecorate a little to give yourself a fresh start 🤍

🧸 find ways to "work around" overwhelming tasks like running errands or going to the doctor by bringing a comfort item or stuffed animal with you. you could keep them in your bag if you are too shy to hold them, but from my experience, no one seems to mind hehe. /lh I also like to pack fidget toys to hold when I get anxious.

note: I'm not a medical professional and I'm just speaking from my experience as someone with generalized anxiety disorder and severe depression. not everything listed here might work for you, but I hope you found this helpful. 💕 /lh

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ extra recourses 🌧️

how to use agere for self care - YouTube

hotline numbers for emergencies - tumbr

inner child healing journal prompts - Silk + Sonder website ( no adds )

#sfw agere #sfw age regression #inner child healing #age regression #agere activities #sfw agedre #age regressor #sfw regression #mental health #kitty’s posts ᕱ⑅ᕱ

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itzddsyanderefanacc · 8 months

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💗💗Its my birthday!!💗💗

HII GUYS, ITS MY 21st BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!

I've been a little busy today so I made a lil gift for myself in my lil doodle style hehe

featuring all the silly yandere dudes I've been interested in lately hehehe

I hope you guys like it!!💗

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gamecoffcat · 3 months

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You look beautiful dear

How jjk men react when you’re wearing a new dress

-> Gojo, geto, nanami, toji

Gojo Satoru:

Going on important events with Satoru was regularity. Dressing up with the expensive dresses Satoru buys for you, the new jewelry set he bought just yesterday that matched his eyes with the little blue diamonds in it. You loved this one. A beautiful dress in wine red fitting your figure perfectly highlighting every curve of your body. Shoulders exposed it looked so beautiful. Louboutin heel matching the vibe with beautiful red lipstick and gojos favorite perfume.

la belle jean Paul gaultier

He goes crazy when you wear this one. And he did the second, he saw you. “Wow” was the only thing he said as his eyes started to analyze everything. He moved close to you his hands moving to your hips pulling you close. “Damn baby I don’t think we’ll make it” he said kissing you. “Hm why is that Toru?”you smiled teasingly. “Good god look at you. So beautiful and the way this dress hugs you and your smell. Shit you make me crazy” he kissed you again. “Mr. Gojo we have to leave now” the chauffeur said. “Of course” he said rolling his eyes a little as the two of you got into the car. Well he did look handsome as well. He wore your favorite suit and his sunglasses. “You look handsome as well baby” you whispered as you two sat in the car. “Thank you” he only smiled. His hands resting on your thigh.

As you guys arrived at the meeting or more show me how rich you are a special event of course Satoru was invited as a special guest. Nanami greeted you with heart he adored you and he never understood how you could date this maniac. “Long time no see, you look good” nanami smiled as he gave you a small hug “Still my wife Kento” Gojo whispered to nanami, who sincerely ignored him.

Suguru Geto:

His birthday was close. And you wanted to surprise him with a dinner. Planning the whole day. Making him breakfast and all that stuff spoiling him a little.

It was evening and you put his favorite dress on. A black maxi dress fitting like it was made for your body. Matching Valentino heels and his favorite perfume hypnotic poison Dior. He loved this one on you. “Baby come on we need to leave.” Suguru called you. “Yeah don’t worry I have everything planned out” you told while coming to the door putting some earring in. “Hey beautiful” he smiled coming up behind you kissing your neck softly. “Damn baby look at you all dressed up just for me?” He smiled. His hands tracing your soft curves. “Of course” you smiled. “Come on sugu” you smiled walking towards the door. “I don’t know” he smiled looking down your ass. “You’re looking too fine” his hand softly touching your waist. “Sugu that can wait, it was quite hard to get a table at this restaurant so now come on”

“Of course ma’am” he smiled walking behind you like a little puppy. “Should I drive” you asked. “No no I’m not letting my lady drive get in the passenger seat princess” you gave him a little smile as you two got inside the car.

As you two got to the restaurant he opened the door for you and being a real gentleman like he usually is (except when you guys are fucking hehe). “How’d you like your birthday?” You asked while checking out the card. “I loved it baby but honestly I like spoiling you myself more then you spoiling me” he answered. “Damn you’re attractive” you whispered. “What was that?” He smiled. “Uh nothing” you answered quietly. He gave her a small smile

Nanami Kento:

Dinner dates with Nanami always were the best. He always took you out to the most expensive restaurants even on holiday. So glad you packed your(his) favorite dress. Gold with glitter, low cut highlighting your body it looked very rich and what looked even better was wearing the necklace he gifted you to your anniversary last year. He loved it and you smelled rich as well ysl perfume he loved it. Matching with the ysl heels he couldn’t get enough. “Wow baby just you look stunning, gorgeous drop dead beautiful” he kissed you. He loved being here with you in Malaysia(he got happy).“Hm Ken maybe we could go swimming after this or a walk at the beach?” You asked while cutting your food. “Sounds great dear” he smiled

And you did after you too were done eating you walked to the beach taking a long walk while the moon light shined beautifully. “Good gosh you look so pretty” he kissed you again. “You look handsome as well” you smiled. The night was young and you decided to go skinny dipping. Taking off the dress and underwear. He did the same as you two walked inside. “Damn it cold” you shivered a little. “Come on here my love” he smiled while pulling you close to his arms. His body temperature warming you. “How can you still be so warm in this water?” You asked while. Almost snuggling up to him. “You” he answered. “Me?!” You answered confused. “Yeah I need to keep you warm so I don’t know my body just works that way” you smiled at his words. “You cutie. Such a man” you whispered kissing him again.

Toji Fuchigoru:

(After pregnancy body-> kinda curvy girl)

He smiled when he saw you were wearing his favorite dress. The date you too planed going out in a not too cheap restaurant while Shiu watched the kids. And damn you looked stunning. That green dark classic dress low cut perfectly fitting black-gold jewelry. And you smelled seductive and sexy. Oh how he loved this good girl perfume or whatever the name was he thought. Pulling you close “fuck baby” he kissed you. His hand groped your ass. Going up to your waist squeezing you as well. “You look great, I just wanna eat you up. You feel so soft damn baby” his hands all over you squeezing you while kissing you. “Now let’s do that after food I’m quite hungry” you answered. He smiled kissing you again. “You sweetheart I’m gonna fill you up again” he whispers. “Huh?!” You asked shocked. He pulled you closer. “Gonna knock you up real good” he whispered into your ear. “Baby we already have two kids” you answered. “Yeah but you look so sexy” he answered his hands squeezing your hips.

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jjk headcanons #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x you #geto suguru #jjk suguru #jjk geto #geto x reader #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji x reader

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robo-milky · 4 months

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SSR Birthday Bloom! Cloche

[CLOCHE’ BIRTHDAY BASH EVENT! CLOSED]

Summon:

"Have I actually been grinning to myself the whole time? …Fine, it’s my birthday…”

[Voicelines Below]

Groovy: [Locked]

Summon Line: You’d think that at least one person from a group of 6 would have some sense of composition, but I’m happy nonetheless. It’s too bad that this broom stays on the ground.

Home: I must look like a mage now.

Home Idle 1: No orders, no pestering, it’s a nice change of pace for once.

Home Idle 2: So many birthday cards… I don’t want to put that much effort into fitting them into a single spread, but I also don’t want to waste more pages too.

Home Idle 3: A letter addressed to me from “Noble Bell College”? That’s odd, I don’t recall having acquaintances in other arcane institutions aside from Royal Sword…

Home Idle Login: Sure, Ramshackle dorm looks a little livelier now, but who exactly do they think is going clean up after all the streamers— I can sit back…? Well, I hope you can meet my standards of clean.

Home Idle Groovy: [Locked]

Home Tap 1: Master Vil gave me a DVD of the Fairest Queen’s animation. Want to watch it together, some time?

Home Tap 2: Laser pointers, feathers, and freeze dried chicken bits… What unique gifts from Master Idia.

Home Tap 3: I thought Master Epel would be one of the first to wish me a happy birthday, but he’s been glaring at me from afar all day. I wonder if I did something to upset him.

Home Tap 4: Master Rook said he’d give me anything as a present, so I asked for hug and pat on the head, hehe~

Home Tap 5: I’m grateful for the wishes from everyone, but it’s a little overwhelming. I’ll head out for a bit; I don’t mind you coming along.

Home Tap Groovy: [Locked]

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comingyourlugubriousness · 7 months

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Groovy: Let’s make some memories we’ll never forget! Say Cheese!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YUME AND ME! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝🎉🎂

Here is Yume's groovy birthday card! Fun fact I drew this one first before the basic card one. This is half art/half edit. I wanted to make it look most like a card so I used some twst refences and had a lot of fun with it.

Yume and Leona's dynamic is very fun! I'll post Yume's birthday interview in a few days!

Voice lines and Duo magic under below:

Summon: Ah, I was waiting for you to show up. We can’t start the celebration without you!

Summon 2: *mimicking Idia’s voice* “Fuheehee, here comes the birthday boy～” Ah, sorry just an inside joke, haha.

Groovy: Let’s make some memories we’ll never forget! Say Cheese!

Set Home: Ready for the “surprise!” hehe!

Home Idle: Yuuta and Yuuhi made me a special pizza cake for my birthday! It’s so tasty, you have to try some!

Idle 2: Ruggie keeps bugging me to let him do chores for me today, but I don’t have anything I need done. All he needs to do is be there after all; that’s a friend's only real job on your birthday!

Idle 3: Deuce gave me a charm for my keys; it’s a matching set; look how cute it is!

Idle Groovy: Like my jacket? I designed it myself! It’s not completely Ignihyde, but not fully Ramshackle either. It belongs somewhere in the middle… like me! Hehe! *smiles*

Home Login: Wow this is a bigger party then I thought…hey, will you stay close to me for a bit…Thanks!

Tap: Phew~ Jamil just barely stopped Kalim from running a whole parade through here. Please Kalim, the introverted Ignihyde students would perish instantly!

Tap 2: Grim drew me a picture of the two of us together for my birthday. It’s getting the highest honors; right on the fridge!

Tap 3: Riddle gifted me an assortment of teas; we drank them together! They were way sweeter than I imagined.

Tap 4: Hm? Idia’s gift? Oh, we celebrated my birthday early last night, just the two of us!...HEY! Not like that! Don’t make that face! o///o

Tap 5: *talking to self*...the origin of the idea came from ancient mages who used their powers to manifest their desires by using the power of the cosmos…” Hm…didn’t I read this before?…Huh! Oh! Sorry, I was just reading the book Leona gave me! It’s really interesting!

Tap Groovy: Instead of just fixing my glasses like a normal mage; Leona had Ruggie make me an eye glasses appointment to get a new prescription…I mean…I guess it's kinda nice? But still, I’ll have Trey or Idia fix my original pair.

Duo Magic

Yume: Here comes a big play; you ready, old man?

Leona: Heh, don’t fall behind, runt!

#love that yume's hand is perfectly censored on the duo magic lol #a happy accident #yume ume #twst oc #leona kingscholar: mention #twst mc #twst yuu #twst yume #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #myart #pumpkingart #HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUME...and me! ^v^

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03 . . . happy birthday, alfons! ˗ˏˋ🪞´ˎ˗

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or may contain creative liberties for characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost or claim these as your own!

— cw: a bit suggestive, more soft alfons hours.

Alfons: A birthday that will remain in my memory... you said?

A: ...If that’s the case, I would be remiss if I felt that the day has been going swimmingly as you hoped.

Kate: Eh...?

Alfons: This birthday has been so full of ridiculous coincidences, I couldn’t forget it, even if I really wanted to.

Kate: That… doesn’t seem to hold much positive meaning.

Alfons: Oh, I fully assure you I mean it in the best way possible though?

(And once again, it seems like he’s the one being considerate toward me…)

Alfons: …Let me tell you something, Kate. Of course, it would have been wonderful if everything had gone as you planned.

A: Would you not agree, though, that success could be celebrated with just about anybody?

A: A day such as today, where we can laugh together at having gone through so many comical blunders…

A: …If you ask me, that feels much more special than simply celebrating that things have gone according to plan, and it will also stay in my memory as well.

Kate: Now that you mention it… maybe… that is true?

Thanks to Alfons explaining his thoughts to me in such a clear way, connecting his reasoning together,

gradually, yet surely, I was able to think of these blunders as a good thing.

Alfons: Things such as success and failure, sadness and happiness… if it is you I am eating with, every flavor is second to none.

A: So that’s why, come now, won’t you give me your final present?

A: No matter if the present comes out as you have planned, or something has gone awry…

A: Your goal to make this a birthday that stays in my memory is going quite swimmingly, I’d say? You have my congratulations.

(No matter if it’s a success or failure… that’s the first time I’ve heard something like this.)

Encouraged by Alfons’ words, I took the final present out of my bag.

Kate: Here you go. It’s my final present to you… a bouquet of forget-me-not flowers.

Alfons: Hehe, I see you’ve chosen flowers based on my name. Not to mention, the bouquet is quite darling. Thank you for this.

A: …Oh? And what’s this?

Alfons’ eyes were drawn to the card that was attached to the bouquet.

Kate: The florist attached that card on. It’s one wishing you a happy birthday.

Alfons: …So I see.

Kate: Uhm, if there was a blunder in there—

Alfons: No? Come then, how about we look at the flowers together?

Saying this, Alfons took me to stand in front of the mirror in his room.

Reflected in the mirror was Alfons, who was holding the bouquet of flowers, and me.

(…Thank goodness. The flowers look pretty, and the card is there too.)

(And the card says ‘Happy Birthday’ on it too… wait, huh?)

The things reflected in the mirror should appear flipped horizontally, and yet I could read the card’s message clearly through the reflection.

Kate: Alfons, this card…

When I shifted my gaze from the mirror to the bouquet, just as I had thought, the card’s message was written backwards.

Kate: It looks like the message was written wrong… I’m really sorry, to have another blunder like this…

Alfons: …Now this here is most definitely not a failure, but rather a success, no?

Kate: Eh…?

Alfons: Something that becomes correct when reflected in the mirror… it’s as though this gift was prepared specially for me, wouldn’t you say?

A: I would expect nothing less of you, Kate.

As if I myself were looking at a mirror, Alfons managed to completely turn that failure into a success.

(As I thought… Alfons really is a kind person.)

I thought there were many things I couldn’t get a grasp on about him, but I felt so happy at his kindness, which I could easily feel.

And I loved his soft expression he would give me when I felt down.

(It’s Alfons’ birthday, and yet I’m always the one who’s being made happy like this…)

(I wonder… is there anything that could make Alfons happy as well?)

As I searched my memory for something… I recalled his birthday last year.

Kate: …Alfons, could you please sit on the bed?

I had Alfons sit on the bed before I went atop his lap.

Alfons: …Well, seeing you so bold is a less than common sight indeed. Why on my lap?

Kate: Because, last year, when I was on your lap like this, you said you enjoyed it…

—— Flashback ——

Kate: …? Wait, why do I have to be on your lap…

Alfons: Need you even ask? Obviously, it’s because I enjoy it.

—— End flashback ——

Alfons: …I wasn’t aware you had remembered such trivial words from way back then.

Kate: Well, whenever it comes to you, I have quite a good memory.

K: No matter how trivial, or how meaningless they may seem… I haven’t forgotten a single thing.

Even if you do carry a fate where you will end up forgotten, I will never forget you.

As though Alfons had picked up on my silent resolve, he quietly smiled at me,

but he left me with no answer in return.

(I’m sure Alfons can’t believe in a future where he can escape from his tragic fate now.)

But, that was something that couldn’t be helped.

If he were to hold expectations that he could escape from it when a method to do so hadn’t yet been found yet, he would only get hurt.

(So, that’s why… you don’t have to believe in such a future right now.)

(After all, when I do find a way to escape it, I’m sure you will be very happy about it.)

Alfons: …You did say that you went on top of my lap because I enjoy it,

A: but can I say the same for you, being on top of me like this?

A: Seeing as last night as well, you were on top o—

Kate: T-this and that are different! Stop saying such strange things!

Alfons: My sincerest apologies.

When I retorted in a panic with a pout… it was after that I noticed.

That in order to lift my gloomy mood, he had been teasing me.

Alfons: So? Would you care to tell me what you plan to do next?

A: If you don’t mind, though, I will also do what I would like too.

With an air of mischief, his hands undid the ribbon on my clothes.

(At this rate, I’ll slowly melt completely into his touch… so before that,)

Kate: Wait a minute. There are other things I remember.

K: If I remember right, ‘Since we’re celebrating my birthday, is it not natural to give the birthday boy a kiss, at least?’… was it?

Last year, Alfons had used his ability on me, having ensnared me in his temporary illusion,

causing me to kiss him of my own accord.

Kate: Happy birthday, Alfons.

Alfons: …Truly, I am thankful for all the wonderful presents you have given me.

A: Every single one… they have all been engraved. In my heart, that is.

A: However… I did also say that I wished for a most passionate kiss as well.

Kate: That…

(Indeed, I remember last year, he did say that.)

(And, I also remember all the lewd things we did after that.)

Alfons: …Don’t tell me you have forgotten that?

(When he says it heartrendingly like that, I can’t feign forgetfulness with him.)

Kate: I haven’t forgotten. …In fact, I remember it. I remember it all.

Alfons: Then, I do look forward to it.

Once again, our lips touched, and I slipped my tongue in his mouth, which was slightly ajar.

I couldn’t do it as well as Alfons, but I still tried my best, in my own way.

But…

Alfons: I see you could use some work on your kissing, Kate.

The moment our lips parted, Alfons said this with a smile playing on his lips.

Kate: ‘Could use some work’… and here I was trying to do it like you…!

Alfons: I could feel a desperation quite reminiscent of a dog wanting to lap at its owner’s face…

A: Ahh, but if anything, you are more akin to a cat to me.

Kate: …I think it’s just you have much more experience than me in this, so you’re too good at this, Alfons.

When I narrowed my eyes, sarcasm laced into my tone, Alfons responded in turn gave me a flat affirmation as if saying something like ‘that may also be the case.’

(I wanted to satisfy him, so I tried my very best… but was this kiss a blunder too?)

Though he had given me words of encouragement that these blunders would remain in his memory, I still felt my mood would plummet once again.

Alfons: So, that’s why, I implore you to not become good at this.

Kate: Eh…?

Alfons: You were the one who said ‘it’s just you have much more experience than me in this, so you’re too good at this,’ no?

A: If that’s the case, just like now… it’s alright to not know any kiss other than mine.

(When he says it like that, it’s almost like…)

(…he’s saying, ‘Don’t kiss anyone other than me.’)

Hearing that possessive side of him, my mood lifted once again.

Alfons: Come now, Kate. One more time.

The things we were doing were things only adults would do, but the way he was demanding it seemed a bit childish, and I found that somewhat adorable.

Kate: Hehe… alright then.

So that neither he nor I would forget this… with the taste of clumsy kisses, we carved this very moment, deeply so.

Fin.

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writingstoraes · 2 years

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charles' playlist 🎶

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3 decided to add fans' reactions through tweets! this is a bit long ig?

about: in celebration of your birthday, charles dedicates a song to you every instagram post.

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc The happiest of birthdays to the love of my life. Today, the world became an even better place because it gained someone so kind and loving - you. For one of your many gifts, I've picked out a few songs to better encapsulate the way I feel about you and just how thankful I am I got to live in the same life as you.

1. She Chose Me - Bruno Major

"Every night I thank the lucky stars above me, someone as beautiful as she could freely love me and she really loves me. From time to time I ask myself, why was it I and nobody else? The most beautiful girl that I'd ever seen and she chose me."

Eternally grateful I get to call you mine. Despite the highs and lows we have battled together, you chose me - how privileged am I?

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yourusername CHARLES????@?@ I LOVE YOU WHAT IS THIS

mercfan WHAT THE HELL U CANT JUST SURPRISE US LIKE THIS

princecarlos I KNOW oh my god hes so fucking sweet 😭😭😭😭😭

lewishamilton No don't do this I think I'm going to cry (by the way, Happy Birthday, Y/N!)

yourusername you and me both, lew 😔 thank you! say hi to roscoe for me please

lilymhe happy birthdayyyy, my favorite girl 🎉 see you soon!

yourusername thank you, my lily :(( we will drop by soon!

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charles_leclerc 2. Baby I'm Yours - Arctic Monkeys

"Baby, I'm yours and I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines, yours until the poets run out of rhyme. In other words, until the end of time."

Okay this one I admit I just liked the melody but hey, the lyrics are for sure accurate, yes? I remember when we sang this at 3AM because we both couldn't sleep. But it couldn't be more right - I'm yours and I always will be, for as long as you'd have me.

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c16c55 oh my god i cannot do this today will i ever find love like this

leclercsainz Gonna go sleep on a highway

pascale_leclerc Happiest Birthday, my dear Y/N! Come over soon when you can ❤️

yourusername we will! i miss you all 🤍

yourusername there's no one else id rather sing karaoke with at 3am 🤍 je táime, amour! also, are you kidding? im keeping you forever 🧘‍♀️

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charles_leclerc 3. Beyond by Leon Bridges

"I'm scared to death that she might be it, that the love is real, that the shoe might fit. She might just be my everything and beyond, space and time in the afterlife,"

You are everything to me, chérie. When I first realized that I loved you, it shook me to my core. I was terrified of how greatly I felt for you; but here you are, the greatest thing that ever happened to me. You were the leap of faith I will always be thankful for and the only sure thing amongst all uncertainties. Have the happiest of birthdays ❤️

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yourusername i am out of words, i love you so so so much, my favorite person 🤍

charles16clerc YEAH WTF charles im gonna need you to pay for my therapy

carlossainz55 Never knew you were such a romantic, mate 😆 happy birthday, Y/N! Isa misses you!

charles_leclerc Only for her actually

yourusername thanks, carlos! tell her to come visit me soon <333

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Lilia, Epel: Blessing Givers, Curse Breaker

Lilia’s vignettes continue to be gold! He “humble” brags about how his voice is great, he’s sooo adorable, and such an ikemen… (Apparently he realized he was cute because people would give him free stuff and help on his travels and when he first came to NRC!) Best part was definitely when Lilia described cooking for his dorm members and they were “so touched” that they bowed their heads, covered their faces, and/or cried 💀 NOT THEM PUTTING A PICTURE OF MALEFICENT DRAGON FORM ON LILIA'S BIRTHDAY CARD… His vignettes also mention having the strength to overcome “a curse” 😭 Cruel reminders of the tragedy that unfolded in his past, and bis unfulfilled search for a cure for Silver... TWST devs, you sickos/j

A Tale as Old as Time.

Three fairies crowded around a cradle, its curtained hood up to obscure the infant within. Green, pink, blue—each was dressed in a particular color. They glanced at the baby and at each other, mouths agape to discuss their blessings.

Safeguarded within the platinum frame was a celebration of life and a future yet to be told. The fragile start of a brand new story.

Lilia wanted to protect it himself.

“Looks like some fancy shindig.” The remark came from Epel, who gazed upon the same painting. "Erm... I mean, party. That is what it is, right...?"

"They've come to bestow gifts upon a newborn princess. Royal affairs can be a bit stiff, I'm afraid. Can't even show up to one without an invitation! Some hosts are just sticklers for tradition and protocol."

"Oh, I got it!" Epel visibly perked, cheeks appling with pink. "It's a different kind of gathering. Back home in Harveston, they're a lot more informal. Family and all the neighbors coming by with plates of warm food, a makeshift band and folks dancing, catching up by the fire... It's so lively."

Lilia’s lip curled, the corners lifting into a slight smile. "It's good to know that your hometown hasn't lost its charm."

"You've visited before?"

"Once, long ago," the ancient fae chuckled, "when I was still a stubborn and stony-faced youth. The people of Harveston opened their hearts and offered hospitality. From what you've told me, it's clear that the very same spirit from then persists to this day."

"Gosh, really?" Epel puffed up at that, as though he were a peacock flaunting his feathers. "Hehe, wellll, Harveston does have a way of makin' ya feel cozy and right at home, even if yer far away from it!"

"That it does." Lilia's eyes traced the wall of artwork before him. The colors, shapes, and textures. "Twisted Wonderland is so vast and diverse. I've traveled far and wide, experienced a great deal of cultures, yet I always find myself anchored to that one special place called home. There is no comfort like it."

There’s no place like home.

A twinge pulsated in his chest. The pain, marring the nostalgic warmth he bathed in. Lilia did not let it show—not to his underclassman, not this child that stared at him with such eagerness.

He swallowed.

“How do you celebrate in Briar Valley?” Epel asked. “Can you tell me about your traditions too?”

“Kufufu. You’re keen on learning, I see.”

“I didn’t always. I’m sure if you asked Vil, he’d give you a mouthful about how ‘uppity’ and ‘full of myself’ I was at first.” Epel groaned at the thought of another lecture from his dorm leader. “… But recently, I’ve been thinkin’ it’s not too bad to hear about how others experience everything.

“Meemaw—my grandma—goes to the city to sell our farm’s produce. She has to switch up how she talks to speak to the locals. I noticed our mayor too, when he talks to tourists. So learning about new people and cultures can’t be a bad thing.”

Epel’s eyes were wide, sparkling with wanderlust. Wistful and longing for the world that awaited him.

Perhaps Lilia had worn the same expression before, at the moment of his epiphany. When had he realized it? When the elderly couple had draped a blanket over him, when they shared a meal, when they spun him the stories of their lives, or when he sat at the cradle and relived those times to a still dormant Malleus?

The warmth in him expanded, like a gulp of soup trickling down his throat, then splashing in his stomach. It had been a humble broth of vegetables, and yet it satisfied him down to the last drop.

“We’re really not so different,” Lilia explained with a grin. “Food and friends are all you need to have a good time wherever you are.

“However, if you are particularly fortunate, you just may have a guardian fairy descend and give you blessings as well.” He indicated the painting of the three fairies hovering over a cradle. “Like so. I believe this infant was gifted with song, beauty, and…”

“Song and beauty?!” Epel’s expression crinkled. “Who decided on those, the parents?”

“The guardian fairies themselves. They choose what they believe will bring the blessed child happiness.”

“They could’ve given the kid something more…” Epel vaguely waved a hand. “I don’t know, useful? Why not strength so they won’t lose any fights? I’d be happy with some more muscle of my own…”

Lilia laughed, soft and low like a midnight whisper. “Why not indeed.”

Because time steals away everything eventually, hissed a voice in his head. The truth, bare and bitter.

The edges of Lilia’s vision quivered. A memory resurfaced—blink, and he saw himself in the frame, his long shadow cast over the crib. Blink, and that was Silver nestled in the fabric. Blink, and the castle was abandoned and covered in thorns.

A fairy robbing a crib of its cursed child.

“Strength is good to have,” Lilia said slowly, “but it will not last forever. Not many things do.”

Still… If I could have one wish, it would be…

The only force able to break the spell set upon Silver. The one feeling he was certain he was incapable of. A love so pure and honest, it was known to be true.

Something he wasn’t worthy of.

True love.

Not him. Not the grimy, low-born bat of a dubious past—as his most unkind of thoughts would insist.

He was the same as them. He had condemned Silver to walking in the night, had made the decision for him. The instant his hair had turned from pale sunshine to the moonlight of his namesake, it was too late to unwind the clock.

Which had he cast—blessing or curse?

The longer he looked at the painting, the more mocking the gentle, rounded faces of the guardian fairies seemed to become. Guiltless, oblivious beings, they were.

They would never know of his plight.

Lilia scoffed. “If the fairies wanted the child to be happy, they should have granted them that strength.”

That which was impossible for him.

"The power to overcome a curse.”

"... The power to overcome a curse, huh?" Epel quietly mused. "Not even Vil-senpai has that kind of strength--and his unique magic is to cast curses! Until the conditions are fulfilled, it can't be broken."

"That's the trouble with curses," Lilia agreed. "They're finicky, depending on how they're woven. Some may even last a lifetime without ever being lifted. Others may spend their own lives seeking out cures."

The story of his life. He was always searching for something, something, something. Lost friends, how to hatch a dragon's egg, true love to dispel drowsiness.

Now, a happy ending.

Lilia released a sigh through his nose.

If only.

"Well, if magic can't make that wish come true... we'll just have to make it a reality ourselves, won't we?"

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