#this was supposed to be posted on his birthday 🎂

[whitelittlebunny]

My first art this year aaand...its him, the love of my life 😩💜

Don't steal/repost. Otherwise Clavis will come after you 🐆🙂.

[scholastic-dragon]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! ✨

I love your writing and when I saw your birthday post I was so psyched!

Would you please write something about the turtles (Bayverse or ROTTMNT, your choice) and the worst time/ place they’ve gotten erect? Maybe how the deal with it? Why they got aroused in the first place? Let your mind run wild ;)

Sometimes your partner or crush just gets to you and you can’t control your desire ;>

• Female reader/ or what ever you’re comfortable writing for

• Developed or no developed relationship

•All the turtles or just one you really like to write for (up to you)

• A short story or head-canons work equally well

Essentially go with whatever you feel most comfortable writing for with the prompt! Thank you! And have fun /^v^/

Also here’s some birthday cake for the road! 🎂 🍰🧁🎉

HAHAHAHAHHAHA I love this

Erection Directions

I'm thinking bay!boys but either works

MINORS DNI - LOTS OF SEXY STUFF BELOW - TURTLES ARE 20+ IN THIS - DONT BE WEIRD

Leo

Well....you see.... it was patrol

It was a slow night, they weren't planning on going out, everyone's in a bad mood

And then you call

And he let's the guys take a break and sneaks off behind a secluded wall to answer the call

"Hey love, were on patrol is there somehting you need-"

"I think I need you to come over and fuck me,"

😳 (the turtle was too stunned to speak)

Swallows his tongue and has to clear his throat before responding.

You flirt and banter for a moment, then it becomes clear that your hand in inside your blue panties (that you sent a lewd picture of)

"Baby, I can't I'm on patrol" He responds after you ask for a video of his "achingly hard cock" as he put it

"How am I supposed to get off if I don't hear your pretty moans?" You tease

Damn

Peering around the wall, he unzips his pants and aims the camera at his hard cock. He catches the soft moan from his lips and his thumb rubbing precum along the shaft.

After a minute he stops recording and sends it your way. He hears your excited moan over the phone.

He grips himself harder.

"I wish you were here right now, inside me instead of my hand,"

That makes him stroke faster, your voice, the knowledge that he's doing this out in the cold night air spurring him on.

He feels his release getting closer, and he hears your responding moans.

"I'm gonna-"

"Oi, fearless!" Like the ass he is, raph comes around the corner.

Leo drops his phone in an attempt to cover himself. "Come on!" He yells.

Raph turns and yells, both to him and Donnie and Mikey. "I'm fucking done, I'm going home, fuck this!"

Donnie asks. "What happened?"

"He's fucking jerking it!" The red brute yells, making the other two start complaining.

"Whyd we even come out here?!"

"I had work to do that you made me put down!"

Leo scrambles on the ground, putting his hand over the microphone. "Patrols over, go home!" He simply yells

He sighs and tucks his own soft cock into his pants. He's upset and extremely embarrassed.

When he lifts the phone to his ear, he hears you laughing your ass off.

Raph

It was the weights room

He lives in there

And you, his new and flashy crush, are now also "living" in here

You claimed it was stupid to pay for a gym membership when you could simply hang out here

And because he's in love with you, he agreed

Now, he regrets it.

You're doing squats while holding a dumbell and the way your ass and thighs look right now should be illegal.

He's laying on the bench press, not even trying to be sneaky as he watches you go up....and down....and up.....and down

And now something else is up

Very up and not at all sneaky.

His head snaps to the ceiling, his hands shaking as he holds the bar above his head.

His heart is pounding hard. A lot like how hard he wants to pound you-

He shakes his head and the bar nearly comes crashing down on his face

"Raph!" You rush over and stand above his head, grabbing the bar around his fingers and lifting it (with his help)

And great, now he's got a view of the underside of your breasts, and the sweet sweaty skin of your bare stomach. Oh, and your delicious thighs are there too.

His cock pulses beneath his shorts.

"Are you okay?" You help him put the bar back, leaning over to look down at him.

Now he can see your cleavage.

"Um" He goes to answer but no words come out.

You sigh and straighten up, and your eyes rake down his body.

He tenses. Your eyes go wide and your cheeks flame.

Shit.

Donnie

Donnie was working under the truck

He's on a custom made rolling cart, his hips peeking out from under thr garbage truck.

He's got headphones on, listening to an audio book you recommended.

It's a romance and the characters just had their first kiss.

He's working and listening, not really paying attention.

"His lips traveled down her neck, making a spike of heat run down her body to her pussy"

Woah

He stopped working for a moment, swallowing hard and taking in what was happening.

The scene progressed and got dirtier and dirtier, to the point where he was aching and hard in his pants

It was late, no one was awake.

He rolled out from under the truck, wiped off his hands and undid his pants.

He tried to match the pace of the book, and man this person was doing a really good job on the voices

For a moment he imagined you and him fooling around like the characters were

His strokes became fast. Slick sounds filling the quiet garage

As the characters hit their peak, so did he, moaning softly and cumming in his hand, it spills down onto his chest and pants.

He sighs, opening his eyes and nearly passing out.

On the other side of the garage, your sitting with your hand in your pants, your lip caught between your teeth

Your eyes meet.

He removes the headphones, feeling hot and sweaty at your flushed cheeks

You smile, all seductive and it makes his cock twitch.

"Chapter 24?"

Hes up and rushing to you, fully intending on acting out the full Chapter.

Mikey

It's while you and him are making dinner

It's mundane and it smells almost as good as you do

You have a smile on your face as you try to remember what each brother likes and it makes his heart warm

He stirs the gravy and asks you to come try it.

He doesn't expect you to take his wrist and lead his spoon to your lips. Wrapping it around the silver and sucking the gravy off.

Now other things are warm

"Mmm!" You moan, licking your lips. "That's really good mike!"

Very warm

It stays that way until everyone is eating at the table

Mikey sees your eyes drift down his plastron as a drop of gravy falls off his bite of potatoes

Your breath catches as you notice the tent in his shorts

Everyone is busy taking and chatting about... oh he has no idea what anybody is talking about

Especially when you smirk and let your hand sneak under the table

You grip his thigh and he nearly cums in his pants from that

You scratch your way up his leg, griping him through his shorts and underwear

He shoves food in his mouth to keep from being too loud. Your hand feels amazing

It's a bit clumsy with the angle and clothes in the way, but he's still very much so getting off

He manages to keep himself quiet as he cums, staning his shorts. You shoot him another cheeky smile.

The hand that was griping him, moves the the table and "accidentally" knocks over a glass of water onto his lap

He gasps at the cold and everyone turns to look

"Oh, mike, I'm sorry! I'm so clumsy!" Your eyes flash with mischief

"It's fine, y/n," He touches your arm. "Come help me get some towels to clean this up,"

No towels were got, but a big mess was made.

@thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83

[asaka-lucy-dr-rc]

🎂 Happy birthday, Nagito! 🥳

Although this has nothing to do with his birthday, I made a short manga for today.

⚠️ Some notes:

Supposed to be komahina, but it's only slightly implied.

The story is based on my post-DR3 headcanon, so if you want to see a detailed explanation, please see my earlier post.

日本語版はコチラ

The story begins when Hinata's team (though only Komaeda and Hinata appear in the manga) finishes defeating the remnants of despair in an area. I hope you enjoy it!:

Komaeda said in the killing game that I didn't care when I died or that you could kill me without hesitation or anything like that, but I hope that after he wakes up from NWP, he will say, "This is the life Hinata-kun saved for me, and I can't just throw it away," or something like that. (And I want him to talk about it on his own, even though no one has asked him about it. 😄)

Bonus:

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box— Sissy’s Birthday Edition

SERIES MASTERLIST

i thought sissy and jack having the same birthday would be cute lmk if you agree <3

ps i had to make collages for all the posts to work so that’s why it looks weird!

THIS ISN’T PROOFREAD AT ALL SORRY

THIS IS NOT THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS NOT SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! THIS IS A NEW BIRTHDAY!!

yourusername

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yourusername sissy popped off for her taylor swift birthday🎂🎉 thank ya boys for an amazing birthday party!! even though i had to share it with jacky boy, it was still the best one yet <3

and to the z-liebers, your lovely posts and stories made my day! love ya lots xxx

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trevorzegras you really did pop off tonight😍🥵

jackhughes go home, you’re drunk

trevorzegras i’m staying the night?

jackhughes drive safe

yourusername @/jackhughes stfu i’ll steal your presents! @/trevorzegras S I M P

user33 HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISSY!

user48 delete that! we aren’t supposed to call her that!

yourusername i’ll let it slide to say thank you!

trevorzegras @/yourusername wtf???

user33 I GOT A Y/N NOTICE😭

_quinnhughes you deserve a medal for not puking. (happy birthday!)

yourusername my drinking games to ducks games has boosted my tollerance (thank ya, quintin<3)

jamie.drysdale that is a fact

_quinnhughes @/jamie.drysdale a scary one! stop letting her play!

yourusername @_quinnhughes he would never betray me like that

jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes i stand with my ex wife

edwards.73 happy birthday mom! i hope you enjoyed my birthday hug! i love you!

yourusername it was my favorite gift and i’m cherishing the picture forever! i love you, too!

user21 happy birthday! you’re my favorite! don’t tell z!

dylanduke25 mama was poppin, the party was poppin, my knee was poppin from dancing, what a night! happy birthday, y/n, i love you! glad i could make it!

yourusername me too, baby boop! i love you!

lhughes_06 never call her mama again

yourusername @/lhughes_06 stfu i love it

dylanduke25 @/lhughes_06 stfu she loves it

tterry19 happy birthday, y/n! we miss you!

yourusername thank you, dad😭 i miss you, too! i can’t wait to meet grey!

user45 THAT CAKE OMFG😭 happy birthday!!

colemcward happy birthday, mom! i’ll ft you tomorrow!

yourusername thank you, favorite child! and you better! <3

_eliaspettersson happy birthday! i love and miss you!

yourusername thank you!! i love and miss you more than anyone else in this world! loving your travel pics too!!!

trevorzegras

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trevorzegras happy birthday to the love of my life, and soon to be wife, y/n “sissy” soon to be zegras! no other person has ever made me feel the way that you do, and i wake up every day amazed that i get to call you mine.

our song lately has been “what my world spins around” by jordan davis, which is funny because when i first met you, you had a boyfriend. his song “singles you up” was popular back then, and all i could think about was how much i wanted you. he did single you up, and now you’re mine, and you’re what my world spins around.

i love you more and more each day, y/n. you taught me what love is. i thought i knew before, but you give a whole new definition to the word. i’m forever grateful that the hughes family took you in, because they brought you to me.

happy birthday, my sweet (derranged) girl🧡 i love you, forever!

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yourusername fuck i’m crying! i love you, always🧡

trevorzegras you better!

yourusername soon it’ll be legally binding! i pinky promise to keep you until then <3

user55 i’m crying over how cute you two are omg! happy birthday, y/n!

_quinnhughes i’m always thrown off when you two are openly simping for each other

yourusername i’m always thrown off when you’re nice sooo

_quinnhughes @/yourusername i’m always nice you!

yourusername i meant to z

_quinnhughes @/yourusername that’s fair

trevorzegras love you, too, quintin!

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras careful. we’re sleeping in the same house.

anaheimducks happy birthday @/yourusername 🎉

yourusername thank you admin bestie!!

jackhughes

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jackhughes happy our birthday to the worst person i’ve ever met❤️ i will never let the fact that i’m 4 hours and 36 minutes older than you go, and will continue to torment you with it.

as sissy says, i’m about to get sappy (because huggy bear made me) you’re actually one of my favorite people and it is an honor to share a birthday with you. you are forever my soulmate, and forever my sissy. i love you!

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yourusername awww, jacky boy! you do know how to be nice! i love you, too❤️ happy our birthday!

jackhughes psa to everyone: i’m flipping her off rn

dylanduke25 psa to everyone: y/n tackled him

nicohischier happy birthday @/yourusername ! and you jack!

jackhughes i’m a little offended i wasn’t first but thank you!

yourusername @/jackhughes i’m the most important

yourusername THANK YOU NICO I LOVE YOU SFM

nicohischier i love you too! @/yourusername

user6 happy birthday jack!!

njdevils happy birthday lil jizzy and lil sissy! (?)

yourusername thank you admin bestie! (sure)

trevorzegras @/yourusername this is getting ridiculous i think it’s just to spite me at this point

yourusername @/trevorzegras sorry my phone died

dawson1417 happy birthday you two! @.yourusername i’ve loved having you around!

yourusername thank you, favorite person in the world!

jackhughes @/yourusername i was a sap in my post and this is the thanks i get?

yourusername @/dawson1417 it’s his birthday, would you mind being my second favorite?

dawson1417 @/yourusername i’m okay with that

john.marino97 happy birthday jack and my favorite hughes!

yourusername THANK YOU JOHNNY M❤️

jackhughes thank you, but i’m offended

lhughes_06 me too

john.marino97 @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 you two are tied for second!

_quinnhughes does that make me third?

yourusername @_quinnhughes no that’s mom

john.marino97 @/yourusername are you making my ranking for me?

jackhughes @/john.marino97 it’s like you don’t know her at all

_quinnhughes

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_quinnhughes happy birthday to my best friend, my little sister, and my favorite nap buddy for sixteen years. sissy, i love you more than words. i’m so proud of you for making it to twenty-two. i’m so proud that you’re going to school and becoming who you want to be, and i’m so glad i got to see you grow up to become the person you are now.

i’ll always be protective of you, and that’s never going to change, but ever since that day you packed everything up to move across the country with z, i knew you’d be okay. i knew that it would change you for the better, and i was half right. it didn’t change you at all. instead, it gave you the opportunity to grow into who you are. who i see you as.

you’re wonder woman. you’re there when anyone needs you, and you often go out of your way to be there. you are everything your middle school self said you wanted to be, and i know she’s happy that you made it here.

i love you, sissy❤️ happy birthday

edit: i’ve been told i failed to mention our child, @.colemcward , and how good of a mother she is! you’re doing amazing, sweaty!

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yourusername quinny you’re gonna make me cry! fuck i love you so much it’s not even funny❤️ thank you bubba

_quinnhughes always

trevorzegras update: she’s crying and under quinner’s shirt

kuzya_096 happy birthday y/n!🎉🎂

yourusername thank you, kuzy! i miss and love you!

kuzya_096 i miss and love you too!

canucks happy birthday to our favorite hughes!

yourusername i’m in tears! i really needed that. thank you admin bestie!💙

user27 quinn is gonna make me cry with middle school stories i-😭 happy birthday y/n!!

bboeser happy birthday girly huggy! i better see you against the glass next year!

yourusername thank you!!! if i get my way, i’ll be near the bench in warm ups!

bboeser i’ll see what i can do to help that ;)

jamie.drysdale

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jamie.drysdale happy birthday to one of my best friends, my ex wife, and overall a top notch (and deranged) human being, y/n (soon-to-be) rowden (soon-to-be) zegras! i have loved living with you the last couple of years, i have loved all of our living room sleepovers, and i somehow love how often you force us to watch the hunger games series.

before i met you, trevor told me “it’s y/n’s world and we’re all just living in it” and i could not tell if he was joking or not. he was definitely not joking, but i have loved living in your world and i hope you’ll let me stay in it forever!

i love you more than words ex wifey❤️ happy birthday!

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yourusername you’re my favorite ex husband❤️ thank you jamie baby! i love you! i hope you enjoy the hunger games movies tonight!

jamie.drysdale i enjoyed the first two! not ready for you to cry!

yourusername lame

jackhughes @/yourusername b i t c h

yourusername @_quinnhughes rip his teeth out! oh wait…

jamie.drysdale update: they’re fighting on the floor again. trevor has stopped y/n’s head from hitting the table twice

_quinnhughes update: jack lost

shattdeuces happy birthday, kid! @/yourusername

yourusername AHH THANK YOU MOM!!

trevorzegras i’m glad you accepted that it’s y/n’s world

jamie.drysdale i’m still not convinced i had a choice

yourusername @/jamie.drysdale you didn’t🧡

user50 i want what y/n and jamie have awe! happy birthday!!

masonmctavish23 happy birthday @.yourusername ! miss you!! (stromer told me to tell you happy birthday too)

yourusername MAC- T!!!! thank you! AND STROMER! MY HERO! also thank you <3 mwah!

jamie.drysdale @/yourusername why is stromer your hero?

yourusername @/jamie.drysdale why is he not yours?

jamie.drysdale @/yourusername because you’re my hero

yourusername @/masonmctavish23 tell stromer to suck it <3

colecaufield

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colecaufield happy birthday, best friend number two! my life changed for the better when you came into it, and i’m very happy that you’re legally obligated to stay in it!

you’re the biggest supporter around. i remember how proud you were when you made your own ntdp hoodie to wear at games that had mine, jack’s, trevor’s, and alex’s name and number on the back because you refused to just support one of us. you’ve caught endless planes to watch any of us play, especially when it’s against each other. you got on a plane to be there after my surgery this year. you make sure no one is ever alone, which is something truly rare.

i love you, sissy! (using my free pass) happy birthday!

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yourusername i still have that hoodie! i love you with my whole butt, best friend number two❤️ thank you!

colecaufield WHIP IT OUT BUTTERCUP

trevorzegras @/colecaufield take a lap. think about what you just said. and then never say it again

colecaufield @/trevorzegras no <3

yourusername @/trevorzegras @/colecaufield get your own phrases????

trevorzegras @/yourusername no <3

_quinnhughes i get to say sissy all i want so ha!

yourusername ooo you got him!!

_quinnhughes @/yourusername i can physically feel your sarcasm

colecaufield @_quinnhughes gross

_alexturcotte I REMEMBER THAT HOODIE! SHE WAS SO PROUD!!

colecaufield she was so shy about it at first it was precious

jackhughes until her good big brother came along and hyped her up!!

yourusername @/jackhughes FOUR HOURS

jackhughes @/yourusername and 36 minutes!!

lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 happy birthday, sissy! growing up with you was a ride, and i wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. realizing you actually weren’t legally and by blood my sister was the biggest shock of my life. but when i grew up, i realized you are my actual sister, and these last five years have proved that even more.

everybody deserves a sissy. you flying out to florida to watch frozen four was amazing, but you staying after i left to be with the team and support them just because eddy asked you to was even more amazing. you didn’t have to be there for them, hell you didn’t have to be there for me, but you were anyways. don’t tackle duker for telling me about the sleepover party, because i just want to thank you for it. you met my friends and immediately decided that you were going to be their “mom,” and you have more than done that. you didn’t have to do the sleepovers like you do for me, but you did, and then made your way to jersey to watch me sign my contract. like quinny said, you’re wonder woman.

i love you with my whole butt! happy birthday!🩷

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yourusername lukey moosey, i am in TEARS! i love you with my whole butt, thank you <3

lhughes_06 you’re so welcome

jackhughes hey remember when sissy tripped in the snow and was so overly dramatic about it she made you carry her up the hill inside and she just had a bruise?

yourusername and i’ll do it again

lhughes_06 @/yourusername you have!

yourusername @/lhughes_06 i’m true to my word

user77 i’m so luke omfg😭 happy birthday!!

adamfantilli HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N! I MISS YOU!

yourusername thank you!! i miss you too! i’ll see you at the draft🧡

anaheimducks 👀

dylanduke25 ty for not murdering me <3 @.yourusername

yourusername jokes on you, i wanted to be praised

user51 this is so pure🥹

seamuscasey26 that group sleepover was the best thing ever! happy birthday, team mom! @.yourusername

yourusername thank you! you give top notch cuddles!

trevorzegras did you all just take turns cuddling her???

seamuscasey @/trevorzegras yes

adamfantilli @/trevorzegras yes

edwards.73 @/trevorzegras yes

trevorzegras I GET THE PICTURE

mackie.same @/trevorzegras yes

_alexturcotte

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_alexturcotte happy birthday to my favorite person(?) in the entire world! you’re the most loving, caring, inspiring, supportive person i’ve ever met.

like lukey said, everyone deserves a sissy (y/n to me🙄). she’ll drop everything if you need to talk, or cuddle, or come over. and she gives you star stickers when you do something good! and she gets you a trophy for your first goals of the season!

congratulations on making it to 22, girly hughes! i’m so proud of you. i love you loads!

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yourusername i enjoy that we’re bringing back girly hughes! thank you, turcs! i love you more!

_alexturcotte some devil said it and i got war flashback

trevorzegras @_alextrucotte war???

_alexturcotte @/trevorzegras you remember hs right? she was more unhinged than she is now

yourusername sell me out, why don’t you?

jackhughes @/yourusername if i knew selling you was an option i would’ve done it years ago

yourusername @/jackhughes have you heard of idioms?

user14 we never see the relationship between you two aww i love it! happy birthday!!!

_quinnhughes not pictured: sissy dropping turc shortly after that picture

yourusername that bruise was gnarly

_alexturcotte @/yourusername why are you like this

yourusername @/jackhughes

jackhughes @_alexturcotte it’s our birthday and only we can be mean to each other

_alexturcotte @/jackhughes ah shit my bad g

jackhughes @_alexturcotte say that to sissy

_alexturcotte @/yourusername ah shit my bad g

user20 my new favorite duo!!

trevorzegras that twister night was a mess

_alexturcotte i like to call it “an experience”

yourusername i like to call it “drunken hell”

_quinnhughes i like to call it a migraine

[babydollmarauders]

22 — TREVOR ZEGRAS

y/nonthegram just posted

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y/nonthegram i don’t know about you, but Z is feeling 22!!

happy t-swift birthday to my favorite quack quack on the entire planet!! i love you to the moon and to saturn <3

p.s. can we take a second to appreciate baby trevor?! our babies are gonna be so cute!

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trevorzegras thank you sugar 🧡

trevorzegras was the last pic really necessary?

y/nonthegram very much so <3

trevorzegras babies?! do you have something to tell me?!

y/nonthegram not yet!

trevorzegras yet?!

y/nonthegram yet!

jamie.drysdale he’s listened to 22 (TV) approximately 36 times today

y/nonthegram trust me, i know. those are just the times he’s listened to it around you

trevorzegras this is MY day, you guys can’t complain

y/nonthegram i’m not complaining! all i’m saying is that if your phone mysteriously disappears, it was jamie not me

jamie.drysdale you are a fake friend ‼️

jackhughes that last photo is so sexy 🔥

y/nonthegram the sexiest 🫦

jackhughes pls never use that emoji again

y/nonthegram 🫦🫦🫦🫦

jackhughes @/trevorzegras your girlfriend is being unhinged again

y/nonthegram trevor doesn’t tell me what to do 🫦

jackhughes that contradicts so many things he’s told me about you guys 👀

trevorzegras sorry bud, idk what you’re expecting me to do about it. she doesn’t listen

masonmctavish23 he’s your favorite duck?! do i mean nothing to you?!

y/nonthegram of course you mean something to me mac-t 🥺 you’re my son! but your dad means more <3

jamie.drysdale i don’t think you’re supposed to say that to your child… maybe stay on birth control

_quinnhughes happy birthday z 🎂

y/nonthegram this was very unenthusiastic. try again.

_quinnhughes happy birthday z!! 🎂🎉🎁🎊🥳

trevorzegras thanks huggy!

anaheimducks he’s double his number now!

y/nonthegram hell yeah he is!

colecaufield happy birthday zeegs! love the cake!

y/nonthegram thank you, i worked very hard on it!

trevorzegras she ordered it from a bakery

y/nonthegram that was a very tiring phone call!

trevorzegras you were on the phone for less than 5 minutes

y/nonthegram i’m not feeling very supported rn

trevorzegras so sorry. you did great, i’m so proud of you babe!

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[wombywoo]

🎂👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 for both of your ocs! I love them so much <33

thank you 🥰

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs?

Quinn--born December 31st 1990 (i know I said 91 in my other post shhhhh I know how to do math) so he's 33! he's a capricorn? gonna be honest..I have no idea what these sign things mean and I don't think my boys would either 😅so we be skippin that~

Vincent--born August 23rd 1909 (see their birth years are reversed..oooh compatible!) I think he just makes the virgo cutoff...anyway he's technically 115 but was physically (almost) 36 when he turned (shhh math...)

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

Quinn--he has his dad (Ed Lacey), older sister (Nora), his mother who he doesn't want to talk about don't mention her (Meredith Lacey, née Walsh), his sister's son (Kensington) (aware that this is the dumbest name ever, it's supposed to be), two uncles and an aunt on his father's side, couple of cousins who he was never really close with, paternal grandmother is still kicking (Dorothy "Dottie"), an aunt from his mother's side who still sends him a birthday card every year but can't look him in the eye

Vincent--his father (Nelson Aubrey Craft), and mother (Ida Duany), an uncle with two sons of whom he was not fond of, paternal grandparents refused to meet him, reconnected with some of his mother's relatives in Jamaica at some point, several second cousins once removed etc..

both were very close with their mothers...

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No Longer Friends (Severus Snape)

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Introduction:

Severus Snape’s wife comes home early from a day out with her friend. When he sees that she’s upset, he makes it his personal mission to figure out what happened.

This is a request and birthday present for @giosnape. Buon compleanno (happy birthday)!🥳🎁🎂

Note: This was supposed to be about “Bad Day at Work”, but because of recent events, I couldn’t make myself write it as it would become too personal.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Published: 10/9/2023

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Word count: 979

Warning: Angst (Loss of friendship and threatening to curse somebody)

Severus Snape is at home in Spinner’s End, drinking a cup of tea. His wife, Y/N, left less than an hour ago to go out with one of her good friends.

Severus is happy that she spends time with her friends - that means he gets to stay home alone and enjoy some quiet time. Even though the longer they have been married, the more he misses her whenever she’s not near him. He almost considered tying her to the bed this morning just so she couldn’t leave… But he obviously didn’t do it. She needs her time with her friends.

He will just have to occupy himself until she gets home - perhaps read a book? Or brew a potion? Even though he enjoys these things very much, he would still rather have her next to him. He sighs to himself. He wishes that she would get home earlier today.

Just as he’s about to take another sip of his drink, the front door suddenly opens. He grabs his wand to stop the intruders. However, when he faces the newcomer, he widens his eyes. It’s his wife - why is she already home? Did his wish come true?

“Darling? Why are you already home?” he questions, tilting his head.

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Make A Wish [Vanessa's First Birthday With the Black Bulls Fic]

When Yami, Gordon, and Finral realize they have somehow missed their newest squad member's birthday, they take it upon themselves to celebrate with her late even though none of them know the slightest thing about throwing a birthday party...It's the thought that counts though, right?

Happy Birthday, Vanessa!

Relationships: Finral Roulacase, Yami Sukehiro, Gordon Agrippa, & Vanessa Enoteca Friendship; Early Black Bulls Found Family

Genre: Early Black Bulls Friendship Fluff, Attempt at Humor, Pre-Canon, Slice of Life, & Wholesome Found Family Bonding

Rated: G

Word Count: 5,397 (A/N: It's actually shorter in length than some other one shots I've written but divided into "chapters." The entire work is posted below the cut of this post because it's really not that long though 😅)

A/N: Wishing the happiest of birthdays to the lovely Vanessa! 💕I wrote this story about her first birthday with the Black Bulls way back before I had a Tumblr so since I never actually posted it here (and I think I exhausted all of my Vanessa's birthday story ideas for this work 😅) I thought it might be an appropriate to cross-post here in celebration and for any of my lovely Tumblr friends who may have missed it on AO3. Hope you enjoy it! Cheers!!

Link to Entire Work on AO3. Full Text Below the Cut. Thank you for reading! 🎂

CHAPTER 1: What's a Birthday Without Leeks?

“Captain Yami!” exclaimed Finral as he suddenly appeared through a portal in the wall. Yami huffed and narrowed his eyes.

“We talked about this, Finral,” he grunted though Finral’s confused expression did not inspire the slightest bit of confidence that he remembered. Yami tilted his head pointedly towards the door. “Knocking…”

A faint blush filled Finral’s cheeks as he shuffled his feet almost sheepishly. “Sorry… I did knock a couple of times, but you didn’t answer.”

Yami’s brow furrowed. “So you just came in anyway…?”

Finral stared intently at the floor and leaned forward—seemingly curling in on himself. “Sorry, Captain…” he began to apologize again. Sighing, Yami shook his head. This kid would apologize for breathing if he let him. Yami didn’t think his squad members’ pasts were any of his business, but he did occasionally wonder what kind of hellhole Finral had come from that made him feel like he had to apologize just for existing.

“We talked about this too, Finral,” he said with a pointed tilt of his head. Finral’s eyes widened, and his face flushed.

“Sor—” He stopped abruptly. He must’ve remembered at least one of their ‘stop it with the excessive apologizing’ talks. “Um…” Fidgeting, Finral’s brow furrowed thoughtfully. “I…uh…didn’t mean to interrupt, but it was important.”

“What’s important?” Yami asked against his better judgment and instantly regretted it as Finral began twisting his hands almost nervously.

“Well, you know Vanessa—”

“Finral,” Yami interrupted with a huff. “Aren’t you two supposed to be friends now? I thought we were past all this…” Or at least he had hoped they were. Perhaps his relief that Finral and Vanessa had seemed to reach some sort of understanding was a bit premature, but in his defense, Finral hadn’t brought any more flowers into their hideout or otherwise tried to flirt with the poor girl in weeks—naturally, he had hoped this signaled the end of that drama, or at least his involvement in it.

Confusedly, Finral tilted his head and blinked at him. “Past what, Sir?”

Yami quirked an eyebrow at him and debated whether to respond or not. The last thing he wanted was to be caught in the middle of whatever Finral had going on—or perhaps more accurately whatever Finral thought he had going on—with the newest member of their squad, again. He was their magic knight captain not their parent for crying out loud—was it too much to ask that they work these things out on their own without involving him? However, if he knew Finral at all, he knew that he was just going to tell him anyway so they might as well get it over with.

“Just spit it out, Finral.”

“Did you know it was Vanessa’s birthday last week?” Yami’s eyes narrowed. This was not what he had been expecting…   

“Her birthday?” he repeated. “How do you know that?”

“Well I heard her telling some guy in the market how old she was, and when I asked her about it, she said her birthday was last week so she’s older now.” Finral paused and sighed. “We completely missed it, Sir. We didn’t even have cake.”

“And Vanessa’s upset about this…?”

Finral shrugged. “I don’t know…I don’t think so. She didn’t act like it was a big deal. I don’t think she’s ever celebrated her birthday before.”

Yami twisted his mouth to one side. Finral had a point. After all, the poor girl had been locked up in a cage when he had found her—he couldn’t really imagine the Queen of Witches bringing her cake and presents once a year, but… “Not sure what we can do about that now. We’ve already missed it.”

“Well, what we if celebrated it late? We could get a cake and some decorations.”

Yami snorted an almost guttural laugh. “Decorations? Who’s decorating? You?”

“Gordon has some ideas…”

“Gordon?” questioned Yami raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, he’s—” Finral paused, and his face flushed. “Oh shoot, he’s waiting out in the hallway. I completely forgot.”

Before Yami could protest, Finral had rushed over to the door and ushered Gordon into the study. Mumbling quickly and indistinguishably, Gordon handed Yami a piece of paper with a long list of items beginning: decorations, cake, presents…

“You think we have the money to pay for all this?” Yami huffed, and Gordon immediately set a pouch of Yul on the desk in front of the Captain murmuring something Yami couldn’t quite decipher but assumed was probably encompassed in Finral’s next statement.

“If we all pitched in, we could put together something nice, right?” With a slight shrug of his shoulders and an earnest smile, Finral pulled out a bag of Yul from his pocket and put it on the desk beside Gordon’s money. “And we could use a lot of what we have already. Gordon has lots of craft supplies, and we should have most of the ingredients to make a cake, I think. The only thing we’d really have to buy is a present and if we’re missing a few ingredients or something…”

Yami’s brow furrowed. These dumb kids… they made it sound so simple—conveniently forgetting the fact that they didn’t know the slightest thing about decorating and could probably burn water on a good day. Yami couldn’t imagine what they’d do to an actual cake.

“Please, Sir,” continued Finral. “It wouldn’t have to be fancy or anything, maybe just a nice dinner with cake—but if Vanessa’s never celebrated her birthday before, we really should try to do something for her, shouldn’t we?”

Finral fidgeted with his hands, but he and Gordon both stared at their captain with an almost pleading earnestness. Yami shook his head. Knuckleheads…both of them…

Shifting, Yami raised a questioning eyebrow, but his mouth twitched in the corners just barely. He sighed.

“Alright. Fine,” he conceded. “But you morons had better not burn the place down.”

Finral and Gordon visibly brightened as Yami pulled out a small bag of Yul from one of the desk drawers and added it to the growing pile of Yul on the desk. “I’m putting you in charge of shopping”—he held out the money to Finral—“Remember this doesn’t grow on trees, got it?”

Finral nodded solemnly though his face was bright with a wide, excited smile. “Yes, Sir.”

“Gordon will stay here and decorate, and I’ll fry up some meat for dinner. As soon as you get back here, we’ll all try our hand at that cake…”

Before Finral and, probably Gordon too though Yami couldn’t understand him most of the time, could start with their reassurances that surely, they could manage baking a cake, there was a knock at the door. Finral jumped but quickly calmed himself as an apologetic Vanessa appeared in the doorway with pink in her cheeks.

“Um…I’m sorry for interrupting,” she said with downcast eyes. Yami sighed. Between her and Finral—and for all he knew, Gordon too—he ought to make an apology swear jar…

“No. No, it’s fine. You’re not interrupting anything, and you don’t need to apologize,” Finral hurriedly interjected. “We were…um…just…um…talking…”—he nodded repeatedly as if trying to convince himself— “about…um…you know…guy stuff…”

Blinking, Yami shook his head at the ever-reddening Finral. He had at one point rather foolishly wondered if his influence might make the kid a better liar, but he seemed to be getting worse and Vanessa seemed to be a getting a bit wise to it.

She furrowed her brow and tilted her head inquisitively at Finral. “Guy stuff?”

As Finral rubbed his hand across the back of his neck and stumbled his way through some “Um…well…uh…”s, Gordon stepped into Yami’s line of sight and started whispering something or other and pointing at a line item on his list that read, “Get Vanessa out of the house so we can surprise her.”

He placed a hand on Finral’s shoulder, and Finral looked up at him with wide, grateful eyes—clearly indebted to him for saving him from further shoving his foot in his mouth. “We were just talking about how we need a few things from the market.” Yami waved his hand almost dismissively. “You wouldn’t mind going to pick up a few things would you?”

Vanessa brightened. “Not at all. I’d be happy to go. What do we need?”

“Leeks.” Yami resisted the urge to roll his eyes at a blushing, fidgeting Finral who, naturally, decided to try to salvage his faux pas by adding, “And…and soap.”

Yami shut his eyes and took a deep breath. This kid was a lost cause. He opened his eyes to find Finral staring at him seemingly realizing, in some mixture of horror and confusion, what he had had just said. As he began to mouth Sorry… Yami glared at him, and he shut his mouth abruptly. Yami sighed.

“Yeah…leeks and soap…also some milk.” He quirked an eyebrow pointedly at Finral before turning back to Vanessa. “Pick up some cheese if you want some too and uh…”—Gordon held out the paper to him again and Yami read aloud—“Strawberries.”

If Vanessa questioned their impromptu shopping list, she didn’t show any indication of it as she repeated back to them, “Okay so leeks, soap, milk, cheese and strawberries. Anything else?”

Yami whipped around to glare at Finral as if to make doubly sure that he would not be adding any other random items to their shopping list. “Nope. I think that’s it.” He gave a handful of Yul to Vanessa, mentally lamenting how much they were going to spend on groceries they didn’t even need. What the hell were they even going to do with those leeks?

“It looks like it’ll storm later,” he continued glancing out of the window at the few clouds in the sky. “So take a magic item with you and give us a call when you’re ready to come back, and we’ll have Finral open up a portal for you.”

Luckily, Vanessa didn’t seem to pay much attention to Finral was gaping at them, Yami assumed, in awe and amazement at the ease of his captain’s lie, and she didn’t seem to notice Yami’s pointed tilt of his head and glare which was directed at the young spatial mage until he finally managed, “Yeah. Um…no problem. Just let me know when you’ve finished shopping, and I’ll come pick you up so uh…you don’t have to walk home in the rain…?” His tone lifted and his voice squeaked as if he was asking a nervous question, but it was too late to worry about that now.

Vanessa blinked at him. “Okay…but I really don’t mind walking.”

“But the leeks—the leeks could get wet,” interjected a fidgety Finral. Vanessa’s brow furrowed, and Finral’s face flushed as Yami, once again, resisted the ever-intensifying urge to roll his eyes. “And you—you could also get wet…and…um…just please call…please…”

“Okay,” answered a visibly confused Vanessa. Yami honestly felt bad for the poor girl. It was a wonder she wasn’t onto them what with Finral’s extreme inability to keep a secret.

Gordon handed Vanessa the wicker basket they often took to the market to carry their groceries and promptly ushered Vanessa out of the room, clearly confused to say the very least.

As soon as she was gone, Finral, still red in the face, sighed with relief. “Well…that could’ve gone worse…”

Yami narrowed his eyes at him but huffed. “Just get going. We don’t have a lot of time until Vanessa gets back.”

Finral nodded as he opened his grimoire and made a portal for himself. “Yes, Sir.”

“And Finral? I hope you like leeks because you will eating them until they are gone.”  

Twisting his mouth to one side, Finral nodded apologetically before he disappeared through the shimmery portal.

CHAPTER 2: Requiem for Decorations

The pan sizzled as Yami seared the meat he was cooking. He sighed. If all else failed, at least they’d have an entrée. Yami glanced over at the clock on the wall. Finral really should have been back by now, but knowing him, he was probably still indecisively perusing the store and debating what to buy or had completely forgotten about shopping the minute he saw a pretty shopkeeper or beautiful store patron. Finral was so distractable and indecisive they probably should’ve sent Gordon. Yami resisted the urge to roll his eyes and mentally conceded that, unfortunately, Gordon couldn’t just portal to and from the store. Of course, this only mattered if Finral managed to use his spatial magic to shorten the shopping trip—looking at the clock on the wall now, Yami wasn’t so sure if it made much of a difference.

Yami scooped some of the cooked meat onto a nearby plate and conceded that Gordon was probably better suited to decorating and arts and crafts, anyway. Of course, a wall currently blocked his view of any of the decorations Gordon was currently making and hanging up in the Hideout’s common room.

“Hey, a little help here?” called Yami at the ceiling as he pat the wall with his hand. There was a long pause as Yami brought the stove to a low simmer and scooped up some more of the crispy, thoroughly cooked meat. Then, the wall began to move. Where it moved to, Yami wasn’t sure, but it did allow him to see Gordon and his decorations which were rather dark and gloomy for a birthday party.

Gordon had hung strips of dark fabrics from the ceiling like bunting and had strung dark streamers and papers with cut-out designs from the rafters. Yami supposed the doom and gloom was partially his fault for insisting Gordon only buy craft supplies which were on sale and such sad, dreary colors were often in the bargain bin—but, he conceded with a sigh, it was too late to worry about that now.

“Woah…um…this is…um…” stumbled Finral appearing through a portal in the wall—a small bag in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.

“Gloomy.” Yami shrugged, and Finral sheepishly shuffled his feet before admitting quietly.

“I was going to say ‘a little frightening’ but yeah, gloomy too. Did we not have anything colorful?”

Yami twisted his mouth to one side. “Guess not.” His eyes narrowed Finral. “What took you so long?”

“Well, it was hard to decide what to get…”

“So you chose flowers”—Yami quirked an eyebrow at him—“after I specifically told you not to bring any more of those in here?”

Finral fidgeted. “Sorry. But it’s only this once—for her birthday, and yellow roses are her favorite.”

Yami huffed as he stirred some of the meat around in the pan so it would crisp on both sides. “It’s fine,” he grunted. “But just this once.”

Yami turned to glare sternly at Finral who nodded very solemnly and set about filling a vase for those flowers. “I got something else too,” he added as he arranged the yellow flowers in the vase and set it in its place of honor on the counter. “I can show you—”

“I’m sure it’s fine. You can show us after we make this cake.” Yami tilted his head towards the cookbook and ingredients he and Gordon had gotten out earlier.

“Right,” answered Finral, nearly jumping as Gordon suddenly appeared beside him. He quickly calmed himself as he perused the recipe. “This doesn’t seem too hard.”

Yami blinked at him. He had to admire the kid’s completely unwarranted optimism.

Finral’s brow furrowed as he began gathering ingredients. “The recipe says ‘Baking Powder,’ but we don’t have any.” Gordon who had been put in charge of dry ingredients, promptly provided a container marked ‘Baking Soda,’ and Finral tilted his head. “Do you think we can just use this Baking Soda instead?”

Yami frowned. “Hell if I know.”

“They both have “baking” in the name so they have to be similar right?”

Apparently, a nod from Gordon was all the reassurance Finral needed as he promptly substituted baking soda for baking powder. Gordon mixed together the rest of the dry ingredients as Yami finished up his meat and prepped the oven to the sound of Finral’s increasingly more frustrated mutterings to himself. Yami was almost afraid to ask, but he asked anyway.

“What’s goin’ on, Finral?”

Finral had half an eggshell in one hand and the other half in the other as he carefully tried to separate the egg whites from the yolk—the evidence of numerous failed attempts scattered around the counter in various bowls, cups, and other less conventional dishes.

“Just trying to get these egg whites…the recipe calls for four of them. Why does it need so many?” Finral lamented as he sighed sorrowful at the collection of broken eggs.

“We’re gonna run out of eggs,” Yami huffed. “Just use whole ones instead.” Yami had no idea what that would do to the cake, but at least it would stop Finral from breaking every single egg they had. “I’ll fry up these busted ones—scramble ‘em maybe. If our cake doesn’t turn out, we’ll have meat and eggs at least.” Yami shrugged, but Finral nodded almost gratefully as he added four full eggs into the cake batter.

Yami pulled his frying pan back out and fried up those eggs until thunder began to crash loudly outside bringing all baking to a halt. Gordon and Finral rushed to press their faces against the window.

“Woah. It looks like it’s going to storm.” Finral turned back towards Yami with a tilt of his head. “Wait…how did you know it was going to rain?”

“I didn’t.”

“But you told Vanessa—”

Yami cut him off. “That was a lie.” He quirked an eyebrow at him. “You should really learn how to tell one before we end up with more leeks.”

Finral flushed and twisted his hands. “Do you think Vanessa’s already bought everything on the list?”

“It was a strange list—might take awhile to find some of that stuff.”

The lines in Finral’s face softened before he sighed in concern glancing out the window at the darkening sky. “She’s not going to get caught out in the rain, do you think?”

Yami shrugged. “We told her to call. If doesn’t want to get wet, she will. Now let’s hurry up and get this cake in the oven. How many more ingredients are there?”

“I think this is the last one,” said Finral holding up a tiny spoon. “3 ½ teaspoons of vanilla, but I can’t remember how much I’ve already put in.” Finral’s brow furrowed. “Did you see how many spoonfuls I put in?” Yami and Gordon both shook their head, and Finral sighed. “I’ll just start over I guess.”

Yami’s eyes narrowed at him, but at this point, there was no salvaging whatever they were making here so he didn’t see what it mattered if there was twice as much vanilla. Once all the ingredients were added—despite most of them, perplexingly, ending up on Yami, Finral, and Gordon’s clothing—Yami stirred the batter quickly and poured it into the cake pan he had greased earlier. It was a miracle the thing had even made it in the oven, and Yami felt proud of himself for that much at least. He thought he deserved a nice, long rest and a cold beer. Reclining on one of the sofas in the common room, he popped the top off of bottle and put his feet up.

“Ah…” he sighed taking a nice, long, and refreshing sip. Then, another and another. Eventually, he opened his eyes and turned to Finral who was practically bouncing off the walls with nervous energy and whose unsettled and anxious ki was getting harder and harder to ignore. “Alright kid. You can show us what you bought Vanessa for her birthday now.”

Visibly brightening, Finral pulled out the small bag he had brought home with him earlier. “Alright so I didn’t know what to get, and I spent a lot of time looking at different things. I got the flowers, but they didn’t really seem like enough to be a whole birthday present but then I saw these…”

Yami raised his eyebrows at the small velvet box Finral handed to him. As he opened the lid, his eyes widened. He shut it again immediately. “How did we afford these?”

Shuffling his feet, Finral stumbled, “Well…we all put our money together right? And they weren’t as expensive as you think and…” His voice trailed as his blush deepened. Yami blinked at him. They were really going to have to do something about that lying thing… But as it was now, Finral just fidgeted and downcast his eyes as his cheeks flushed more and more red and he stumbled with an almost unbelievable earnestness, “Do you…do you think she’ll like them?”

Yami sighed. He wasn’t sure if Finral was incredibly stupid or incredibly generous—probably a little of both. He didn’t bother asking Finral how much of his own money he had contributed to cover the difference as he was sure Finral wouldn’t tell him even if he did, but he gave him a quick pat on the shoulder and a slight, lopsided smile. “Yeah. They’re great.”

Finral’s cheeks flushed an even deeper red, and he began to sniffle as if he was genuinely moved which quickly turned to an almost confused sniff. “Do you smell something?”

Yami sniffed the air. It was almost acrid like something was burning… “The cake!” Yami rushed to the kitchen with Finral and Gordon in tow and quickly opened the oven. Smoke billowed out and filled the room causing them all to cough. “Open some windows,” Yami called as he swatted at the smokey haze with his hands. Once Gordon and Finral had returned from their window-opening mission, the three Magic Knights starred dejectedly at their sorrowful excuse for a cake.

“It’s kind of…” Finral paused as if trying to think of the proper word. “flat, isn’t it?” Flat, burnt, lumpy and disaster were all words which came to mind while inspecting the cake. It didn’t look appetizing and possibly didn’t even look edible. “It looks like it didn’t rise at all.” Finral looked to Yami apologetically. “It looks burnt too. Do you even think we can eat it?”

Yami shrugged. He certainly wouldn’t want to if he had a choice. They probably should’ve just bought one, but it was too late for that now. Gordon brought a kitchen knife and scraped a piece off of the top of the cake, which was the least burnt, for them to taste. It was dry, grainy, and still a little burnt but not nearly as bad as the bottom half of the cake which might as well have been ash—still it left Yami with a parched, unpleasantly dry mouth. He reached for his beer, only to find it empty far too soon. He definitely needed another.

“It’s not…that horrible is it?” questioned Finral who was washing down his taste of cake with copious amounts of water. Gordon nodded in agreement and mumbled something before cutting off the least burnt parts of the cake which crumbled on the plate. He and Finral tried to put them back together with icing, but only succeeded in making a mess. They were certainly lucky that Vanessa had no frame of reference otherwise she would probably be disappointed.

“I don’t think it’s gonna get much better than that,” Yami shrugged once Finral and Gordon had shaped the crumbling cake pieces and icing into a sort of blob.

Finral tilted his head at the plate and sighed. He shivered as a gust of wind blew in from the storm that was obviously brewing outside, and as Yami turned to close the window, the wind blew water droplets onto his face from the rain which suddenly turned from a sprinkle to a torrential downpour. As he wiped his face with his hands, an almost unsettling rustling and wuthering sound came from the common room followed by Finral’s exclamation of a string of colorful language Yami thought, a bit proudly, he had picked up from him. He may not be able to teach him how to lie, but he could make sure he had the proper vocabulary for instances when a day’s work of decorations get drenched and destroyed into a soppy, soaking mess by a window that was left open during a rainstorm.

Gordon had picked up a pitiful wad of mushy, sopping papers that had once been hanging from the wall and was cradling it almost mournfully in his hands. Finral joined Gordon in his sorrowful requiem for the decorations, and Yami exhaled before he shrugged.

“At least it can’t get any worse right?”

He had, of course, spoken too soon as Vanessa burst through the door soaked to the bone and taking in the scene in utter confusion.

“Vanessa!” exclaimed Finral sniffling and quickly straightening his shoulders. “Um…uh…why didn’t you call?”

“I did,” she said as she pushed a sopping piece of pink hair out of her face. “No one answered so I just started walking back. It was fine until the really heavy rain.” Finral, Gordon, and Yami looked amongst themselves almost guiltily. If Yami had to guess, Vanessa had probably called in the midst of the burning cake and ruined decorations, and they hadn’t even noticed. She pulled a bundle out of her basket which was carefully wrapped in her Black Bulls robe. “I protected the groceries though. Especially the leeks like you said. I don’t think they got too wet.” Vanessa smiled brightly and earnestly as she unwrapped the bundle to reveal their extremely random shopping list of items kept relatively dry by her cape which should have—at least partially—been protecting her from the rain. Gordon and Yami both turned to look at Finral, but the poor boy was trembling and eventually broke down.

“I’m so sorry, Vanessa! It was all a big lie. We didn’t need leeks or soap or any of that. We were just trying to get you out of the Hideout so we could surprise you.”

Vanessa’s brow furrowed, and she tilted her head. “Surprise me? Why?”

“For your birthday,” Finral explained. “We felt really bad that we accidentally missed it so we were trying to do something to celebrate it, just a little bit late. We tried to make a cake but it got burned, and we had decorations but they got ruined. We still have presents though and part of the cake is okay and…” He stopped as Yami placed a hand on his shoulder so he would notice Vanessa’s widening eyes.

“You wanted to celebrate my birthday? You did all of this for me?” she asked almost in disbelief. Finral nodded. Gordon mumbled, and Yami shrugged.

“Don’t look at me. It was these knuckleheads’ idea. Now why don’t you get yourself dried off. We’re having meat, eggs, and leeks for dinner.”

CHAPTER 3: My Wish

After dinner, Gordon and Finral almost sheepishly brought out their cake blob; however, when Finral insisted that Vanessa open presents first, no one protested. If Yami was being honest, Finral seemed more excited about the presents than Vanessa though she was so pleased with the flowers, Yami couldn’t help but wonder if the other gift was even necessary.

“There’s something else,” Finral beamed and practically bounced up and down as he reached for the velvet box from earlier which Gordon had since tied with a shiny silver ribbon.  “It’s from all of us. Well, the flowers were from all of us too, but they were kind of a decoration and a present and this is just a present and…” Finral rambled but stopped himself as he held out the box to Vanessa. She tilted her head inquisitively at it before she carefully untied the ribbon and opened it.

She gasped. “These are… beautiful…” she stumbled as she held up one of the earrings—the beautiful purple, diamond-shaped gem sparkling as it dangled from her grip. Finral’s cheeks flushed pink, but he positively beamed as Gordon held out a mirror for Vanessa to try on her new jewelry.

“Thank you so much!” Her face seemed to light up as she looked at herself in the mirror wearing her new dangling earrings.

“You should thank Finral,” Yami insisted, and Gordon nodded in agreement. “He picked ‘em out.”

“It was nothing,” Finral answered—shuffling his feet as his blush deepened. “We…uh…still have to have cake…” The words seemed to tumble quickly in an attempt to change the subject. “Or uh…at least you need to make a wish.”

“A wish?”

Finral nodded as he absent-mindedly began looking around. “Yeah. You make a wish and blow out the candles…” His voice trailed before he looked up perplexedly at Yami. “Do we not have any candles?”

Yami gave the kitchen a quick once over before twisting his mouth to the side with a shrug. Luckily, Gordon appeared with a large, white candle from goodness only knows where which would have to do for now.

“Usually the candles go in the cake…” Finral explained before Vanessa interrupted in confusion.

“In the cake?”

“We take them out before we eat it,” he added quickly. “But we don’t have candles that small so we’ll just have to use this big one and keep it off to the side.”

Gordon handed Yami a matchbook, and Yami lit the candle before Finral continued his instructions with a reassuring smile. “Alright now close your eyes, make a wish, and blow the candle out.”

Vanessa nodded and closed her eyes—for a long, long pause. The longer Vanessa kept her eyes closed, the more Finral began to fidget. “Do you…do you think my directions were confusing?” Finral whispered to Yami who just shrugged.

“Is everything alright there?” he asked. Vanessa slowly opened one eye and then, the other. She downcast her gaze and began to twist her hands.

“I’m sorry…I…”

“None of that apologizing,” Yami waved his hand and eyed the vase currently housing those yellow roses as a future apology jar.

“Right…um…” Vanessa’s voice trailed. “It’s just…you’ve all been so kind. You did all of this for me…it’s the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. I couldn’t wish for anything else…”

Yami chuckled. “Well it’s your day. Your birthday only comes once a year, a wish for something you want isn’t going to hurt anybody.”

Vanessa’s cheeks flushed. “I know. It’s just…” She paused and looked up at Yami, Finral, and Gordon with a kind smile. “I already have everything I could wish for.”

Yami blinked at her, almost disbelieving that a real person could say something so saccharine with such a genuineness. Vanessa didn’t seem to notice how unusual a statement this was and bustled a little as Finral sniffled and Gordon moved towards her with fervid mumbling. “Oh um…I…” she began as if she was going to apologize again, but it was Finral, in a twist of irony, who motioned for her to stop and interrupted.

“I’m so glad you’re on our squad!” Gordon mumbled something that must’ve been concurrence, and Yami was fairly certain both of those knuckleheads were wiping tears from their eyes as Vanessa stood up from her seat and wrapped her arms around them. Yami shook his head at them, but his face softened. Morons. 

As Finral wiped his arm across his face and Gordon dabbed at his eyes with a handkerchief, Vanessa smiled up at Yami almost expectantly. Yami blinked at her, but eventually sighed and conceded to joining their group hug, throwing an arm around Gordon and Finral. Vanessa just beamed as she smiled back at her squad mates, and when she met Yami’s eyes, he couldn’t hold back his lopsided grin as he said, “Happy Birthday, Little Birdie.”

Bonus: Epilogue

Once they had somewhat recovered from the soppiness and realized the candle still needed to be blown out, Yami shrugged his shoulders and quipped dryly, “How about you wish for a chef for this squad so you can have a real birthday cake next year?”

Vanessa smiled brightly, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

[ideas-on-paper]

Is it just me, or is most of Tumblr sleeping through FE4's birthday this year? Anyway, I remembered, so I suppose an anniversary post is in order! :-)

The reason why I almost religiously celebrate FE4's birthday every year is because it's not only one of the games that defined my taste in video games overall, but also had a lasting impact on my worldview and mindset.

I came across FE4 in a sort of "transition phase", the point when you grow up from a child into an adult, both on a physical and mental level: As a child, you tend to see the world as strictly divided into black and white, good and evil, and the adults as well as the media around me certainly seemed to agree with that. However, at some point, cracks began to appear in this supposedly clear-cut ideology, and upon closer inspection, the borders between black and white looked blurry in reality.

I was beginning to wonder if what I had assumed to be an undisputable truth until now was false - and that's the point when FE4 came into my life. In most fantasy stories, we have a hero and a villain, and at a first glance, this also seems to be the case in FE4 - except that the shining white knight is just as flawed as his adversaries, and some antagonists actually have understandable motives.

FE4 literally dissolves the standard division of good and evil, which, for a story from its time, is very admirable. Instead of larger-than-life heroes, the stars are people and their mistakes, and I would argue that FE4 is not so much about slaying an evil dragon than human psychology.

And the best part: It encourages you to come to your own conclusions. The game doesn't prescribe which characters you're supposed to sympathize with, and within the provided framework, you're free to interpret the story in whatever way you like. That way, every player imbues the story with their own meaning - a quality that makes Genealogy of the Holy War quite unique, and that has undoubtedly contributed to its undying popularity among fans.

As for myself, I would like to dedicate this to the game that has helped me see that there is more than one truth in the world, that has taught me the importance of different perspectives, and that has made me mindful of how the actions of every one of us - myself included - affect the world and the people around us.

Happy birthday, FE4! 🎂

[digitalbath1988]

Happy Birthday @blindmagdalena! My fellow Virgo ❤️ I wrote this quickly for you.

You deserve so much more for all the wonderful posts and just being a lovely person. Hope you get to relax today. 🎂 🥛 ❤️🤍💙

Homelander looked down at your pussy, already puffy and dripping in anticipation. You’d been somewhat surprised when he opened the door to Madelyn, while you were mid-foreplay. But the elegant older woman had always interested you. Also, he was The Homelander, and things generally went his way.

“Don’t be shy, sweet boy,” Madelyn said, reassuring hand now sliding over his nude glute. “Why don’t you show your little girlfriend here just how much you’ve learned?”

You bit your lip and looked up at him, knowing he was actually overeager but attempting to control himself. “Yeah, show me,” you say, words like honey, opening your legs further.

He pursed his lips slightly, you could have sworn there was some sort of perverse pleasure in being lightly bossed around, as long as he was rewarded at the end. After far too long he knelt down, focusing his tongue in long, broad, slow strokes that had you wriggling.

Madelyn watched over you both, expression carefully neutral. She always reserved praise (or distaste) for him sparingly and didn’t express without much thought, and this time was no different. As he focused far too much at teasing your labia, you heard “now, what did we talk about?”

He leaned his head up, with a small whine of disappointment from you. Is he bowing his head?

“I ummm, I’m supposed to give more attention to the clit.”

“Good boy, that’s right.” She worked her hand through his hair. “Why don’t you make mommy proud?”

From the look in his eyes when she said it, you suspected he was already attempting to subtly hump the mattress, glute muscles twitching, probably coating himself in pre-cum as she spoke. Madelyn was getting that sight all to herself now, but you took a mental note to file away for later.

Luckily, you’d never been the jealous type. This experience was just exciting, even more so than the times you’d fucked on various rooftops.

He groaned as she guided his head back towards you gently, and started over, not making the mistake of going directly for the clit after a minute of zero stimulation. He started with those broad tongue strokes again, then sucked on your clit as he fingered you. The result was an avalanche. It was all you could do to grasp at the fitted sheet for dear life as you died a little, shuddering and cumming. The fact that she was there watching this made it even hotter, her calculating stare taking you in as you screamed out animalistically.

Finally, after a minute to let you recover, she fluffed his hair again. “Such a good boy. Next time you can take care of both of us.” You were too out of it to register much more than the click clack of her stilettos and the door shutting behind her.

He seemed to regain some sort of confidence, catching your chin on his hand and forcing you to focus on his bright blue eyes. “That’s just the first one, sweetheart.” He said with a grin.

[kittykittyanon]

OH NO OH GOD,, WHO GAVE THEM A GUN?!?! NOO—💥💥💥

(plot twist.. it was ME 😈😈)

((here's the pic by itself!!))

BOO!! BIRTHDAY GIFT ART!!! forrr,,,,

the skrunkliest of crunkles ever!! the silliest of sillies!! the gremlin-est of gremlins!! FRANKIEEE!!! sing her the birthday song, throw flowers in her direction, gift her weapons of destruction (/j), GO SHOW THE BIRTHDAY GIRL SOME LOVE @averagerottmntsimp !!!! \(≧▽≦)/ \(≧▽≦)/

i've said it before, and i'll say it again, you deserve the world frfr!! forreal!! your writing and art is fantastic, its like every time i blink you get better!! GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE YOU'RE SO COOL!!!! happy birthday frankie-doodle!! happy day of birth!! devious plan number one is finished!! WOOOO HAPPY 13TH‼️‼️‼️ 🎂🎂🎂🎉🎉🎉🎉🎁🎁💥💥💥💥💥

i asked you for when you slept and when you woke up so i could get a feel of when to schedule this so you see it in the morning,, im SO sorry it sounded SO suspicious when i sent the asks HUEHSRUOAHAIEU (╥﹏╥)

one last time for the silly ever,, happy birthdayyy!!!!! YIPPEE YAHOO UEUEUEUEE!!!!

((ignore my horrible camera and weird-looking coloring,, bonus and extra silly details under the cut!! (brace yourself, it's long!)ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ))

(song: There's A Cat Licking Your Birthday Cake by ParryGripp)

((extra details for the road;; the text on her bag is supposed to be her name embroidered on but i didn't do it very well (> ^ < " ),, the outfit she's wearing is the cat-ear beanie and a mashup of clothes from the pics she posted in response to me asking about her fashion style (among other questions)!! she's chewing raspberry bubblegum, which she mentioned she bought often in the same post, i wanted to draw her eyes open with a sort of mischevious look but i couldn't get it right and i gave up after trying to redraw it twice ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ in the little drawing of the gun itself, the spray-painted turtle head in the background is originally supposed to have its eyes like this 😋 (but with its eyes crossed out) like on the actual gun, but i put button eyes in its place as a tiny reference to the button eyes series frankie's writing!! go check it out btw its SO cool!!!! i actually struggled SO much with the gun in that perspective, i didn't have a reference to go off of so i just tried to guess which is why it looks so wonky. (oops). the keychain on the strap of her bag is the character toro inoue from doko demo issyo (never played it though) with a bow around his neck, and the last thing is i strugged with the hands SO hard its so embarrassing LMAOO but that's everything i think,, thank you for sticking around and actually reading this huge block of text!! when i first saved this to my drafts it didn't pop up so i panicked but it appeared like 30 minutes later LMFAO,, one last time, go show frankie some love <33))

[lynnsartsworld]

Happy Birthday 🎂🎁 Harry Potter

Hello, witches and wizards are you doing? Sorry I’m late for posting these photos. I was supposed post this on 31, July. I hope you enjoy the all three pictures of Harry; Happy birthday 🎂🎁 Harry Potter!! And they go in chronological order of year that I started drawing him. I improved a lot over the three years of me drawing Harry for his birthday just for fun and you could maybe kind of tell how much I improved but I still think I can make more improvements and hopefully next year you’ll be able to tell, but anyway, I hope you guys love the drawing.

[rmoonstoner]

9:30ish am, 08/18/23

All works are temporarily on hold due to a wild fire close to my home.

Sorry for any inconvenience.

❤️ 💙

Update: 10:17am

All I can hear over the street construction for sewer are the echos of sirens in the city. The street construction crews are still working on my street. That tells me we are safe. For now.

Update: 2:40pm

More sirens. The air is thick and heavy with smoke. Burning embers are now hitting my neighborhood. Multiple areas have had small fires start up. We have set up sprinklers and started dousing our property.

Update: 08/19/23 - 2:55pm

The air quality is worse than before. We managed to get to the stores and get supplies to stock our van and camper. Lots of businesses are closed for the weekend, and if not, they close way earlier than before. We are all loaded and ready to go at a moment's notice.

Update: 08/20/23 - 8:10am

The fire has grown to 11,000 hectares as of 7:20pm last night. Over 30,000 people have been evacuated from their homes. A lot of people I know are. Power outages keep happening. The skies are still so smokey, we cannot see the mountains we are very close to. It's hard to see the houses down the street. Fire crews from all over British Columbia have come to our aid, which we are thankful for, even though we have multiple other fires happening in BC. As of yet, I am still lucky enough to be in my home with my family. Rest assured, we are packed and ready to leave when necessary.

On a lighter note, it is my eldest son's birthday today. We hope to make the most of this day. 🎂 ❤️

Update: 08/21/23 - 7:41am

First of all, my son loved his birthday yesterday. He understands what is happening as he's a teenager, so he wasn't expecting a big get-together with the fires happening. He was super happy he got ice cream cake and a whole pizza for himself and one for his best friend who was able to come spend the day with him. We gave him video game programming gear, new keyboard, new headphones, and movie tickets.

Secondly, it looks about the same today as it did yesterday. With the smoke in the air, the sun is red and it's cold outside when it supposed to be warm. Less sirens and one area on the evacuation map (that I noticed) has turned from evacuation now, to alert. It means those people in that area can go home for now, if local law enforcement allows it.

Update: 08/22/23 - 7:20am

I forgot to mention that all airports in our region are grounded and have been for at least two days due to the smoke and ash in thee air. All Canada post mail (to our region) has been put on immediate hold due to safety concerns. This is will definitely put a wrench into other delivery companies as well.

It finally rained last night. It was off and on all night. The smoke has cleared up enough to see the faded outline of the mountains 1 km away from me, finally.

One thing that boggles my mind is that so many people seem not bothered by the wild fires.

• The old lady I help was confused as to why I could not come on Friday or Monday. She apparently doesn't believe in getting ready for evacuation unless it actually happens. I have a family of 6, and 2 cats. I have to get all these people ready, as 2 are children, and 2 are seniors. My husband just had hip surgery 3 months ago, so he needs more help than he normally does.

• My father ignored my mother's pleas to pack up her things and get ready for the possible evacuation. He's a boomer that used to be a workaholic, and now he's retired and believes it's his God given right to be a lazy slob. So I had to do everything.

• The neighbor just gets on his motorbike and decides that going for a ride up the FIRE STRIKEN MOUNTAIN is a good idea.

• Other neighbors decided to have a BONFIRE in their back yard, while ash falls from the sky onto their heads.

• People in the city had the audacity to fire off FIREWORKS this weekend.

Like, wow.

Update: 08/23/23 - 1:00pm

It rained all night. The skies are clearer and breathable today. More of the red excavation zones have changed to orange alert areas. People are now being allowed back into their homes. Packages and mail has started to arrive today.

Update: 08/24/23 - 7:16am

Yesterday was cool and mildly windy. We have a little more smoke lingering in the air than yesterday, but it's still better than it was on the weekend.

☆☆☆

Stay safe out there!

❤️ 💙

[kazooku]

SOOOO I was originally going to wait to post this. Like get more Earth-376 content out before posting this but it's August 10th, guys it's Peter's birthday I legally have to post this today.

So welcome to Earth-376!! Earth-376 is the universe where my Spidersona Webling resides! But this post isn't about them yet we'll come back to them another day.

So in Earth-376 Peter and Tony have a similar relationship of that in fanon Earth-19999 (MCU) but with one major difference Tony has no idea Peter is Spider-Man. Which um brings so interesting problems when both Peter Parker and Spider-Man go missing at the same time.

This drawing takes place after the big events of Earth-376, so post kidnapping. That's why he has a big scar around his neck. We'll come back to that another day. This is supposed to be a happy post, not a post about how Peter is basically the punching bag of Earth-376.

If you're wondering why Peter is leaning I thought it would be fucking hilarious to make Tony short as hell. He is 5'4" in Earth-376. Why? Because it's fucking funny. He also has heterochromia as just a fun detail. He wears matching contacts in public. It's an idea I read in a fic and liked so I added it here.

Peter's shirt says "Never Trust An Atom, They Make Up Everything" it's one of many pun shirts he owns. Hoping to draw others soon. He also doesn't need glasses he just wears them for comfort it's kinda like a security blanket.

I don't see any reason to change it so Earth-376 Peter shares a birthday with Earth-19999 Peter. So happy birthday Peter sorry you were put through hell in this universe 🎊🥳🎉🎂

I'll talk more about Earth-376 soon!! If you want to read more on it I have my planning docs linked in a highlight on my Instagram and the link is in my carrd!!

I actually have a blog here I plan talk about Earth-376 on which is @earth376 so look out for that soon!!

[abarbaricyalp]

Bed, Beignets, and Other B Things Sam Wilson Likes

Written for the @samtember2022 prompt: Cake cake cake and of course Sam Wilson's birthday! 🎂 A fuller, spicier version (where the cake pun really comes to life) will be posted to AO3 later, but I wanted to get this posted now that it isn't even September.

Sam's arm fell to the other side of the bed and landed on a warm chest instead of cool sheets. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before turning over and sneaking a glance at the man next to him.

Bucky was already awake, but he was still sleep rumpled, impression lines crossing his face and chest, hair a mess. Sam wondered if he could convince him to cut it now. Surely he was more susceptible to the idea when it was all tangled in the morning. Then again, Sam figured if the whole 'your secret identity will be harder to figure out if you cut off your trademark mane' hadn't worked, he didn't think a few knots would either.

"You stayed," he yawned and stretched his arms into Bucky's space.

Bucky's fingers fell across one of Sam's hands. "It's your birthday," he said simply. "Thought I should at least buy you breakfast. Give you a day off."

Sam smiled at the idea. Not hunting down rogue bases and ghost stories was fine by him. It seemed like a lovely day outside. The seasons were actually turning here and there was a crispness he could feel even without opening the window. It made him press closer to Bucky's chest, hiding his head under Bucky's jaw. Bucky's arms went around him, his left arm slow in caution but also because he was laying on it.

"Maybe I like chasing you down," Sam suggested.

"You like pastries more," Bucky pointed out. And that was true. Food in general, but breakfast desserts were a favorite.

"You got any other plans for the day?" Sam asked. "Or are you gonna disappear as soon as I turn my back on you outside?"

"I don't plan on letting you outside," Bucky admitted. "My plans involved getting you in the shower and then back in this bed. Everything else can be ordered in."

Sam hummed. That did sound like a really good plan. "Can I open the window?"

"We're on a fourth floor, so I don't think that many people will be able to hear you. Go for it."

Sam lifted his head enough to watch Bucky's face until it broke into a grin. "Oh, that kind of day in bed, huh?" he asked.

Bucky's fingers moved up Sam's back. "That kind of day in bed," he agreed and turned onto his back, pulling Sam over him as he went. His fingers went back to tracing Sam's spine and Sam tried not to shiver with it. He didn't succeed.

"If you were gonna ask for something today, what would it be?" Bucky asked.

Sam raised an eyebrow and took his own turn to brush his fingers over Bucky's chest--the line of hair traveling down his pecs, a birthmark against his ribs, a scar that Sam weirdly had a matching one to under his collarbone. They'd both gotten them when they were kids, lifetimes before they knew each other or had any shared life experience. Except, Sam supposed, falling out of a tree and hitting every branch on the way down.

"Use pet names today," he decided. "Don't call me Wilson."

"What about--"

"Sam and all your terrible variations are fine," Sam added.

Bucky grinned up at him. "Alright, doll," he agreed. "That one's easy enough to give you." He sat up so they were shoulder to shoulder, chest to chest, hip to hip. It made Sam light-headed and he tilted forward to catch Bucky's mouth on his and also steady himself.

Bucky kissed like he thought it was the last thing he was going to do. Sam refused to consider the legitimacy of that fear. He was intense and excited. Sometimes it felt like running into a brick wall and sometimes he opened up like an endless expanse of soft lips and searching hands. Sometimes the brick wall came down between them, and then tilted forward for extra kisses, with a hand on Sam's chest, pushing him back.

"Wait, wait," Bucky panted and then took another three kisses. "Shower first," he encouraged. "I have a plan for today."

"What about food?" Sam asked.

Bucky grinned at him and it made Sam's stomach turn over in the most desirable way. "Well, I'm gonna eat," he said oh-so innocently. "But I don't know how long it's gonna take, so I figured we could order in later."

Sam was nodding before Bucky even finished talking. "Yeah, alright," he agreed, pulling Bucky into another kiss.

He was expecting it when Bucky stood and lifted him in the same motion, but it still made him go light headed all over again.

"Happy birthday, baby," Bucky breathed against Sam's chest, where he seemed to be trying to kiss his way to Sam's heart.

"Yeah," Sam agreed dazedly. "And here's to many more."

"Well you've still got to get through this one," Bucky teased.

Sam shivered and curled his arms around the back of Bucky's neck. He kind of thought this wouldn't be such a bad way to go. But he was fully planning on doing this again next year.

[iateakid]

Hi! First post on here! Just wanted to draw Jane from rtc because today is her supposed be her birthday! 🎂