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koolades-world · 4 months

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Happy Birthday Mc!

today is my birthday so I decided to make a special post in celebration! this usually won't happen but I figured I'd put in a little extra effort for the occasion!!!

Lucifer

"It's your birthday? Have my best wishes. Meet me in the garden behind the house after dinner. I have a surprise for you. See you then."

treats you to anything you said you wanted over the past year

expect flowers, a giant cake, and dinner at the fanciest place he could find

he feels like he doesn't appreciate you enough, so he practically treats you like royalty

lets you cuddle him to your hearts content <3

Mammon

"Happy birthday, human! What, did ya think I forgot? Of course I didn't. Here, I got this for ya. Get ready for a day of fun with your best man!"

so excited that it's your birthday and goes all out

he's never spent so much money on someone that wasn't himself before, but he couldn't thank you more for everything

makes sure you don't have to lift a single finger, even if you fight him on it

gives you a cute little birthday crown that he made himself, and of course, you wear it with glee

Levi

"Happy birthday! Gah, I hope that didn't sound stupid. I spent forever practicing... You're still listening!? Forget you heard that! This is for you. I hope you like it. It took me a month to decide."

he's so so nervous about giving you your gift, but he makes himself give it to you

he gives you merch for your favorite game that you never thought you'd see in person

also gifts you in game currency for your favorite gacha game since he understands the grind

at the end of the day, he gives you a tight hug before running off, embarrassed

Satan

"Good morning, love. Happy birthday. If you're ready, shall we go out for breakfast? You are? Perfect. I have the day planned just to your liking."

he's got the entire day planned, including all your favorite things and romantic moments

each gift he gives is given at a specific time with a specific meaning

even organizes a trip to the human world so you can visit your family and friends

your day ends in his arms as he reads you a book

Asmo

"Happy birthday gorgeous! You look just amazing. Now, before you say anything, open this. Do you like it? Turn around so I can put it on you!"

totally takes you shopping! even goes as far as to rent out the entire store for you

photo shoot with all the fun new outfits you make

fancy dinner and a large party where you're the center of attention

of course, he pampers you at the end of the day with a nice bath and a massage

Beel

"Happy birthday, Mc. I wasn't really sure what to get you, so I hope you like it. There's a cake for you in the kitchen, but don't wait too long to eat it. I'm hungry."

thought very hard about what to get you, and ask around to get ideas

eventually, he decided to give you something small and offer to take you on a hike somewhere remote and beautiful

treats the day pretty much normal, until he reveals the cake that he made for you

it wasn't perfect, but it meant the world to you that he made it and didn't eat it

Belphie

"Ahh, happy birthday. Your first gift is in my room. What's with the surprise? Just because I sleep so much doesn't mean I'm forgetful."

secretly the best gift giver

he makes it so there's a surprise around each corner for you throughout your day

also gives you a beautiful handwritten letter

one of the few days he's actively awake the entire time

Diavolo

"Happy birthday, sunshine!! I know how much birthdays means to humans, so I went all out. Follow me to the first surprise!"

goes all out and makes the entire Devildom celebrate!

makes it a holiday and gives everyone the day off, so he has more time with you

except the biggest celebration you've ever had

researches into human birthday traditions and plans a cute party including a pinata

Barbatos

"Mc, happy birthday. May your day be filled with many joys. The cake I made for you should be just to your liking. I hope you'll enjoy it."

gives you a beautiful hand made card with his gorgeous calligraphy

treats you to a fancy tea party! super fancy with all your favorite sweets

cooks you your favorite food <3

also says the cutest things to you that makes you feel like you're the only person in the world

Simeon

"Hello! Happy birthday! Lucifer told me you were having a party at the House of Lamentation later. Expect to see me there, but I hope you don't mind if I steal you for now?"

most of his gifts are handmade!

expect a cake he made and help with all your daily tasks so you can get to fun sooner

wants to make sure your day is perfect and extra special

prepares you a cup of hot chocolate at the end of the day for enjoying with your favorite movie

Solomon

"Happy birthday, my apprentice. Now, I know this is a little late, but what do you want for your birthday besides my company? Any potion you want made or wish you want granted? Oh, I can do that. Consider it done, beautiful."

pretends like he forgot your birthday at first, but does a 180 and showers you with all sorts of things

gets you a brand new coat that looks suspiciously like his and when you call him out, he acts like he has no clue what you're talking about

takes you to dinner somewhere casual, but treats you like royalty

he pampers you that night and feeds you dessert <3

Luke

"Happy birthday Mc! Will you open my gift right now? I'm so excited! Do you like it? I blessed it myself so those yucky demons won't be able to steal it. Really? Yay!"

so excited to celebrate with you!

he makes all your favorite desserts, and gives you a lot of little things he gather over the year for you

practically attaches himself to your side all day

talks your ear off!! and wishes you happy birthday at least five times and reminds everyone else to as well

#obey me #obey me!#obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me levi #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me x reader #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

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kanekisfavoritegf · 8 months

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I LOVE THIS SHIP SO MUCH SHUT UP

warnings: None just pure fluff

Nanami loves to bake. He might not be good at it, but he loves it anyway, and after finding out his new work schedule won’t be as busy as it usually is, getting off two hours earlier than usual on Friday, he takes it upon himself to sign up for classes.

He had hoped to achieve an intermediate level at least. What he didn’t expect was to start crushing on his baking instructor.

Tiana started a small class, usually for kids who wanted to learn more and parents who needed a little break before the weekend. She could earn extra money for her restaurant while inspiring younger kids like her daddy did all those years ago for her.

What she didn’t expect was to see a tall grown-ass man standing at the door, asking if this, was where the lessons were being held.

Nanami felt it was a little embarrassing to be around all these kids as the only adult learning. But soon, he’d find it to be amazing knowing that he was able to have her undivided attention in certain moments.

Nanami would fall in love with the way she does everything. Doting on the kids, baking, smiling, walking, talking, hell, even breathing. Nanami would think, “No other woman has ever breathed the way she does.”

He’d find himself staying late after all the kids leave and helping her clean up. He would force her to try something he made, and even though it wasn’t the best, Tiana would smile and say he was getting better with each passing second.

Tiana would find herself flushed more and more as her eldest student started becoming more touchy.

The hand around the waist each time he went behind her. The longer touches after she helped him stir some mixture. The low whispers filled with subtle innuendos to something more…

Their first kiss would taste like sugar and cream. In the middle of and empty kitchen surrounded by bowls and cakes, it would start off slow and soft, but as Nanami became more confident it slipped into something more rough and passionate. His hands molding into her waists pulling her closer and closer

Nanami would fs court Tiana in a traditional way after their kiss. I'm talking flowers and love letters🤭

I love this ship sm

#cat writes ★#jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen fluff #nanami #nanami fics #nanami fluff #nanami kento x black reader #nanami x tiana #nanami kento fluff #nanami x tiana hc #nanami kento hc

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blues824 · 1 year

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Adeuce + Ruggie and Jamil being gifted boxes of mixed sweets (cupcakes, cakes, cookies, candies, chocolates, muffins, donuts, etc) ?

Gender-neutral Reader

Ace Trappola

This man was not expecting to receive anything from you, let alone a bunch of sweets from the Prefect of Ramshackle

He thought you would’ve hated him (a thought that pains him every night because has such a huge crush on you)

So when you hand him a rather large container of cupcakes, cookies, muffins, and tarts (an inside joke between the two of you), his hope in his chance with you is restored.

He feels so spoiled, but he can’t go acting soft in fear of you viewing him as any less of a man

So, in return, he will ask Trey for assistance in making you something in return.

When the Vice Housewarden asked why, Ace started blushing so hard as he told him that you gave him a bunch of sweets and he wanted to repay the favor.

Trey laughed as he promised to keep this a secret from everyone else, and they made you some chocolates and donuts for the first year to give to you as a gift.

When he did give them to you, he was so nervous and his palms were sweaty (knees weak, arms are heavy)

“H-Here, Y/N. I made these for you, with the help of Trey. No, I’m not going soft! Shut up…”

Deuce Spade

He was very flustered when you handed him a big box filled with tarts, cupcakes, cookies, and chocolates

This man thought that he would be on the very bottom of your list of People I Should Give Sweets To

You know the saying, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”? I feel like that’s him because it reminds him of his mother’s tender heart

He is now a man on a mission. He needed to return the favor somehow, so he goes out to Sam’s shop and browses.

Deuce comes out of the store with a bouquet of flowers and a teddy bear. Unlike Ace, he is fine with people seeing him with those items.

With every step he took towards Ramshackle, the more and more nervous he got. What if you didn’t like him and the gifts were just platonic?

Eventually, he was at the front door and he already rang the doorbell and knocked on the door, meaning there was no turning back.

Every single time this man sees you, he falls in love all over again. When you opened the door, it was no different

“Hey, P-Prefect. I got these for you and I wanted to know if you would possibly be my significant other? Oh, y-you will?” *casually faints*

Ruggie Bucchi

This hyena was very excited when you gave him a box. He could smell the distinct scent of donuts within the container intermingling with your scent

Honestly, this is probably what Heaven was to Ruggie. His crush remembers his favorite food, and made them for him and him alone.

Those donuts were probably the best he ever had because they were made by you, and that already makes them a top contender

However, as he was finishing up the last one, he started coming up with ideas on how to pay you back for your kindness

Since you made him something sweet, he decided to make you a meal that hailed from his homeland to counteract the sweetness with something savory

For the next 2 hours, he is making a dish he thinks you will like, and he even made it look presentable.

As he made his way to Ramshackle, he was getting a tad nervous. However, if you made him donuts, he knew that it was more than platonic.

You saw him through the window and invited him inside your dorm.

“Hey, Prefect. I know you made me donuts, so I made you a dish that comes from my homeland. It’s my grandmother’s recipe!”

Jamil Viper

He was blushing when you gave him the box of sweets, mainly because he never guessed you would give him anything since… you know… he overblotted and attacked you.

The Vice Housewarden opened the box to see cookies, miniature cakes, a few handmade candies, chocolates, muffins, and a couple of donuts as well.

This would keep him set for at least a few weeks, if not months. He almost didn’t want to accept this gift, but you insisted upon it

He did feel bad for not having a gift to give you at that moment, so he set about making some curry to hopefully repay you.

Mans spent a long time making sure he got the right seasoning to food ratio and that it tasted perfect. Anything subpar would not suffice.

When he set out towards Ramshackle, his hands were kind of shaking. Why would you ever like him? He was a servant…

Too late now, because he rang the doorbell and was waiting patiently for you to answer the door.

The moment you opened the door, Jamil told himself that it’s now or never.

“Good evening, Y/N. I wanted to thank you for the sweets, and in return I have made you some curry in hopes that you would agree to be my significant other. So, what’s your answer?”

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pssyinboots · 1 year

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Hey so it’s my birthday soon and I was wondering if you could write a fic about reader thing Wally forgot her birthday, but he’s just planning a surprise or something

Ps I loved I was never the best to you, hoping for a part 2 💜💜💜

HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY!! I hope you have the best day ever!! I hope you like this 💖

Eighteen Candles

Birthdays were always a big deal in your family. It was the one day that you were allowed to skip school, your mom would make you an epic birthday breakfast and then take you out for a shopping day. You were the only child your mom had so she always went big on birthdays, even now. Your mom comes to the school every year and lets go of ballon’s and brings a cake. It was the best day of the year for you. So when you and Wally got together you made sure to include him in your tradition.

Wally took it upon himself to make your birthday an epic event, he would force all the ghost to make party decorations and gather snacks and presents that they would take from the living students. So when you woke up and Wally wasn’t standing in front of you with that goofy smile and a bouquet of paper flowers (what it was hard to find real ones,plus this way they would never die) you were confused. You wondered the school trying to find him, when you finally found him on the field running laps. “Hey Wally!!”, you yell cupping your hands around your mouth now he could hear you. Wally runs up to you wrapping his hands around your waist pulling you in and leaving a kiss on your forehead,”Hey baby what’s up?”, “Wally you’re all sweaty.” you pull apart from him taking his hand in yours. He just laughs looking down at you with that love struck look, “Sorry babe, do you need something?”. Do you need something?!?! What does he mean?! Did he suddenly get amnesia and forget that it was your birthday. “…Wally do you know what today is?”, he quirks his head a bit “It’s Friday.”. No, he wouldn’t have forgotten your birthday he remembered every year for the past two years. “Yeah but do you know what else it is?”, ok now he looked really confused “…..Earth day????”. Scoffing you take your hand out of his, “Earth day?!?….Wally that’s tomorrow, did you bump your head? Today is my birthday”, he doesn’t even look phased. What kind of boyfriend isn’t filled with panic when they forget their girlfriends birthday?!? What kind of boyfriend forgets their girlfriends birthday at all? “Oh…happy birthday sweetheart!”, he couldn’t be serious right now, “Yeah Wally thanks.” you turn around leaving him in your dust as you storm away. You couldn’t believe him.

Of course Wally remembered your birthday, especially this year it was your 18th. Yes technically ghost are stuck at the age they died, but birthdays were important for you. That’s why Wally planned to throw you the best surprise party ever. He even arranged it with Maddie to make sure Simon got your mom in the gym tonight for a birthday memorial. He had every ghost locked up in the gym preparing for your party. Well except for Rhonda and Charlie who were supposed to make sure you didn’t enter the gym.You stormed inside the school looking for someone, anyone who would remember what day today was, when you see Charlie and Rhonda talking against the gym doors (weird). “Hey guys!” catching their attention they turn towards you waving, “What are you doing??”. Charlie and Rhonda exchange looks trying to make up a lie, “Hey cherry pop. Mr Martin asked us to guard the door because the marching band decided to practice inside today. He didn’t want anyone bothering them”. ,That’s weird the marching band hardly ever leave the lawn, “Oh ok….Hey do y’all know what today is. I know it’s Friday but what else is it??”. They share a look not knowing what today is before Charlie finally responds, “Earth Day??”, you were going to scream, you swear you were going to scream bloody murder. “No that’s tomorrow” you state plainly before walking off. Did everyone get group amnesia?? Well at least you know your mom wouldn’t forget, she was here every year.

She wasn’t here. How could your mom not show up? You knew it has been two years but she couldn’t have just stopped coming,right? You look up at the trees to see if there was any birthday balloons, they always got stuck when she would release them. But there was none there, she just didn’t show up. You couldn’t believe everyone forgot your birthday. You knew that you were the only one who still cared, all of the other ghost becoming jaded about stuff like that. But you made a big deal out of it every year, How could no one remember?? After sitting out in the park lot for a couple hours you decided to give up once school got let out, retreating to the teachers lounge.

Laying down on the couch you stare up at the weird mold stains on the ceiling trying not to cry. You didn’t know how long you were there before Wally comes in causing you to sit up. “Hey what are you doing in here, I was looking for you?” You couldn’t believe him, “Oh I don’t know Wally maybe i was mopping because everyone forgot my birthday?!?!”. Ok so maybe Wally took the whole making sure you were surprised thing a little too far. “Ok come with me.”. You were about to protest but Wally grabs your hand pulling you up and dragging you out of the teachers lounge. “Wally what are you doing? Where are we going??”, Wally just leads you to the gym doors. Leaning his back on them and knocking on the door three times to signal everyone that you were there. Suddenly music starts coming from inside, it sounds like happy birthday. “I could never forget your birthday.”. Wally opens the door with his back leading you into the gym. Letting out a surprised gasp you see a banner that says happy birthday. All the ghost let out a,”Surprise!!”, you turn your head to take in everything and that’s when you see her. Your mom is Standing there with the principle and about 30 or so people, some being your past friends and she’s holding a cake. Your Birthday Balloons are tied down with a weight now they won’t fly away. Turning around to look up at Wally you see him looking down at you smiling trying to gage your reaction, “Happy birthday baby”. “Wally this is just.. i can’t even… just thank you” You wrap your arms around his neck bringing him down for a quick kiss. “Ok, ok, now come in here and blow out your birthday candles they are starting to give out.”, you look up to see Charlie holding a cake. Wally pulls you closer to everyone and you see it’s the same cake that your mom is holding with happy 18th written on it. Blowing out your candles you can’t believe that you thought Wally forgot, you should have known that he had something up his sleeve. Wally wraps his arms around you while Mr Martin cuts up the cake, serving it to the students.”What did you wish for?”, “Nothing i have everything i need.”

#school spirits #wally clark #milo manheim #wally clark x reader

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multifandom-worlds · 10 months

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A Birthday Kiss

Genre: Angst/fluff

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Feelings of inadequacy

Character: Loki

Author's note: Hope your day is amazing! Here is one of my entries into your birthday collection event thing! There may be more, may not be more, we shall see! I hope the end was fluffy enough for you!

Tagging: @simplyholl @holdmytesseract @lokiprompts @dryyoursaltyoceantears @buttercupcookies-blog @ladyofthestayingpower

You sat watching out the window, waiting for someone, anyone, to come back to the compound to celebrate your birthday with you. They all knew it was your birthday today; you had told them you wanted to do a little celebration; after all, it was the first year you actually had people to celebrate with.

But no one was there.

You were sitting alone, watching out the window. You thought since no one had sent you a text or anything wishing you a happy birthday, that maybe they were planning a surprise party, but when you came back from getting your hair done, the compound was dark, and no one was around.

After an hour of sitting and waiting, your heart finally couldn’t take it anymore, so you opened your phone and pulled up the Avenger’s group chat to send them a slightly passive-aggressive text message.

“I hope you guys are having a better day than me. I’m sure you forgot, but it’s okay; I never should have expected you to remember. I’ll spend my birthday alone. Thank you for your gift. The gift of knowing what I mean to you.”

As you are about to hit send, the door opens, and Loki walks in with a bouquet of flowers and birthday balloons in one hand; the other holds a cake box. Seeing you all alone, he frowns before anger briefly flashes across his eyes. He places the cake box on the table before walking over to you. “Happy birthday, darling.” He hands you the bouquet before releasing the balloons, watching them float to the ceiling.

“You remembered…?” You question, looking at him suspiciously. You double-check your phone to see if you had sent something earlier in the day, but your most recent message was a month ago. He remembered. You had someone in your life that actually remembered your birthday without needing to be reminded. “Loki…”

“As soon as you told us when your birthday was, I made sure to commit the day to memory. You deserve to have people who will remember the importance of the day. I ensured I got you the cake I know you like and your favourite flowers.” He said, glancing around the lounge. “How many birthday wishes have you received?”

You bring the flowers to your nose, smelling them before answering him. “None. No one wished me happy birthday. You’re the first and likely the only one. B-but that’s okay! I don’t need anyone more than you, Loki!”

Loki pulls his phone out of god knows where he keeps it before typing a long message and hitting send. You were curious to know what he said and to whom his anger was directed when your phone dings in your hand. Opening it, you see it was the Avenger’s group chat.

“For being “Earth's Mightiest Heros,” you are terrible people. Today was supposed to be a good day filled with friendship and love for them, yet not one of you has even bothered to wish them a happy birthday; no one is here, so they're alone, but don’t you worry, I’ll make sure they have the best birthday ever, far away from you all.”

You read through the message before quickly sending the one you had typed up. “Loki…you didn’t have to do that for me. I shouldn’t be making such a big deal over my birthday anyhow; it’s just a day, nothing special about it.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, my darling. On is the day so many years ago, the best thing to happen to me was born. I will forever cherish this day, for it is the day you entered the world and ultimately would lead me to meet the love of my life.” Loki spoke as if it was just a regular conversation. How he called you the love of his life so effortlessly left butterflies in your stomach.

“Wait, hold up.” You say, placing the flowers beside the cakebox on the table. “You…Loki, you love me?” You tried willing your heart rate to slow, but it was useless; this whole thing didn’t feel real. There was no way Loki, God of Mischief, could love a mortal like you, right?

Loki steps forward, standing directly before you, cupping your cheeks in his hands. “I have since the moment we met. I have wanted you, craved you ever since. I would burn the city to the ground for you if you asked. Please don’t ask, though.”

You rest your hands on top of Loki’s, feeling the cool softness of his hands. You wanted to escape; you wanted to go somewhere, anywhere other than the compound. “Loki….. Take me away. I don’t care where, just away, please. I don’t want to be here anymore.”

A smile pulls across Loki’s lips before a warm, green light surrounds you. One minute you hear the hustle and bustle of the busy city; the next, trickling water. A trickling mountain river comes into view as Loki steps away. “Welcome to the Asgardian countryside, darling. This is where I come when I need to escape it all.” He begins walking towards a little cabin built into the mountain.

You quickly follow him, grasping his arm as you fall into step with him. He smiles, opening the door to the cabin. “Welcome to my home, well, one of my homes. Not many Asgardians know of this place, and those who do know do not dare to trespass.”

You're greeted with a simple yet elegantly decorated main room with a small kitchen off to one side, a bedroom and a bathroom at the back. Loki walks in and sits you on the couch while he gathers two plates and two mugs from the cupboard. In the mugs, he pours piping hot coffee; on the plates, he cuts pieces of cake, the exact cake you were sure was left back on Earth.

“I am capable of a great number of things, darling. Transporting a cake is not difficult.” He laughs before bringing your plate and mug, placing it before you, and returning for his. You take a tiny forkful of cake while you wait, enjoying the subtle sweetness of it. Loki plops down beside you before taking in your appearance.

Unconsciously, Loki lifts his hand and runs his thumb against your bottom lip, where remains a little bit of frosting. You freeze at the action while your heart beats wildly. Two words come to mind, only two. They dance on your tongue, forcing their way out.

“Kiss me.”

Loki, utterly undeterred by your request, happily gives you your request.

“With pleasure.”

#mcu loki #loki fluff #loki of asgard #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #loki god of mischief #loki fandom #loki x you #loki x reader #loki x gender neutral reader

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wizardfrog69 · 1 year

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YOU FEED THE SIGMA NATION, inhaled the tasty sigma crumbs mmmmmmm

Sigma with a gn reader (his s/o👀) that makes a cake for the casinos birthday?? But at the end of the day the reader admits its a form of celebrating his bday (bcs no one knows when he was born)

It can be in headcanon format or whatevers easier for you!! No pressure ofc ofc<333 take your time and pls take care of urself :)

'•.¸♡ Birthdays♡¸.•'

Sigma x reader,

All fluff :)

Also I feel like he's the type of person who would want to experience this kinda thing by himself and with his s/o

It was the casino's one year anniversary, and what better way to celebrate it than to bake a cake!

Sigma did not wany to celebrate the casino's anniversary publicly as he felt it was 'not that important or significant' but you had other opinions.

Maybe sigma thought that the anniversary wasn't important because he didn't have one of his own, per say; maybe he just didn't find any reason to celebrate a casino's anniversary, but you didn't care and still decided to bake a cake this year despite questioning and confused but encouraging comments from Sigma.

You were going to bake a fruit cake with raspberries, blueberries, strawberries and some lemon on top.

Before going to the shop you made a shopping list, the fruit mentioned earlier, rum, edible/decorative flowers, candles for cakes and other stuff just to eat.

The shopping was done, when you got back home Sigma was out working, you told him previously to come back early because of a very important matter which cannot be held back any longer.

And so the baking began, the cake didn't take as long as you anticipated and the decorations came out very nice.

Now it was time to wrap the present, it was a hand made gift, because you knew Sigma loved those gifts the best, the gifts that people put their whole heart in and not barely a piece.

It was later that day, around five when Sigma came, the scent* of cake gently flowing to him while he enters, the living room is decorated slightly with cake and a wrapped present on the table. "Welcome home darling!" You shouted out while going up to him yo give him a welcoming hug. "You baked a cake? For the casino's anniversary?" "Maybe" you reply cheerfully as to not give away the surprise "why won't join me for a slice in the living room?" You sang out in the cheerful toon you seem to be caring round, Sigma only found this delightful and was happy you were enjoying yourself.

He walked in the living room and "Happy birthday!" A shout came from behind him, at first he was shocked with surprise but became over joyed when the realisation kicked in, you were celebrating his birthday, he looked back at you and gave you a big hug, thanking you for such a wonderful gift, tears of happiness forming in his eyes in the process, no one has ever made him such a wonderful prize, dedicating a day just for him and only him, he couldn't help himself and he gave you another hug thanking you again and again, not only for the birthday but for being in his life.

After sometime you two sat down and had some of the cake which you prepared, Sigma had had some cake before but it was mostly store bought, since you were occupied with your job and his baking skills were only developing there wasn't enough time to bake a cake, so when had a bit he was astonished, it wasn't hard to say that this cake was his favourite.

The rest of the day was filled with smiles and laughter as the two of you enjoyed the rest of this special day.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

I hope you will enjoy this :) and happy birthday to anyone who's birthday is today, take care of yourselves everyone and have a good day/night! :)

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd sigma #sigma x you #bsd sigma x reader #sigma x reader #sigma bsd #sigma #happy birthday sigma #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs sigma

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i-can-even-burn-salad · 1 year

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Twisted Thorns

[ID: The title of the story, written in black on a light to dark green gradient with golden sparkles. All other images are divider lines, showing two white flowers. End ID.]

The misshapen bushes, the thorny vines, the gnarly roots that formed repulsive structures. Gloom had settled over the thicket, filled with a reddish, sinister glow, as if the Scourge was trying to block out the sun itself, to replace it with its own twisted idea of light.

📖 Synopsis

A glimmer of hope in the face of dark magic

It has been fifty years since the appearance of the first kalani; peaceful plant people, born from the fruits of a colossal tree. Now there is a darkness growing deep in the jungle, abducting their siblings and turning them into cruel, vicious creatures.

After Caldyn is freed from their torment, his body is broken, his eyes burned, his magic gone. To reclaim it, he must leave his friends and the only home he has ever known. When he stumbles upon an injured kalani—as warm as sunlight and as lonely as him—he promises to take care of her until she is fully recovered.

As days turn into weeks, friendship slowly grows into affection. Then a call for help reaches Caldyn, and he has to decide if he has the strength to return; if together they can face the nightmares that still haunt him.

📖 About

Genre: Fantasy/Romance

POV: Third person past tense, all of it in Caldyn’s POV

Wordcount: 98k

Status: Manifesting motivation to edit

Content Warnings: Trauma, graphic depictions of fantasy violence, including torture and death

Vibes: a vibrant jungle / dark magic / strangers to friends to lovers / “please don’t leave” / thorns and tree sap / hope in the darkest places / the warmth of sunlight / betrayal / gender is overrated / “i’m fine” / fire and water / giant trees / facing your fears / bioluminescence / humans are weird / just talk to each other / “you're alive”

Playlist | Moodboard | Coverart

📖 Cast

Caldyn

“I’m not the hero they say I am. But I’m still standing. And she is not.”

When he’s kidnapped for his unique combination of life and death magic, Caldyn’s life as he knew it is over. Without his sight, and carrying the scars of betrayal, he clings to one thing: the hope that somewhere there is a place where he can be a healer again.

Seyonna

“I’m always doing everything wrong, and annoy people, and break things.”

Seyonna is a shy sapling, who talks too quickly and worries too much. She’s far from home and deep in trouble when Caldyn finds her. He wants to help her, but for that, he needs to first gain her trust.

Breannan

“I love being a mentor, but sometimes I wish I could study more than books and parchments again.”

Breannan is one of the oldest of his kind, devoting his life to learning and teaching. He used to be Caldyn’s mentor, and is still one of his closest friends.

Lily

“I can’t leave Raley alone or he’ll put raisins into everything. Raisins, can you believe it?”

Lily is the best baker in the Wilds, and her energy a force to be reckoned with. Between breadrolls and honey cake, she teaches Caldyn how to find his way, and how to trust again.

Gawyn

“You shouldn’t have both, life and death. Death should have been mine.”

Gawyn is Caldyn’s partner—or ex-partner. Leaving your loved one to be tortured to death by the enemy because you’re jealous of his magic surely is one way to end a relationship.

Firethorn

“Join us. Die tonight. Or suffer until you wish you had done either.”

Firethorn is one of the Ceodh’s leaders, infamous for her cruelty. She has her own idea of how to increase the Scourge’s influence—unfortunately, those plans include Caldyn.

📖 Tags

Yes, this project is related to the similarly named Thorns & Jasmine on this blog, but it isn’t the same. This one is a “normal” book, with story and stuff, but a few chapters overlap.

I’ll be using the tag #wip: thorns for updates, which will include my newly discovered insta ambition of slapping a quote on a stock image, and the occasional tag game.

There’s also tags for the characters, but those mostly focus on the other story, and might contain spoilers:

#Caldyn insists he’s fine

#Breannan really likes books

#Lily makes the best cake

#Seyonna talks a mile a minute

I have no idea where I’ll be going once I finished, and I’m gonna ignore that question until I can’t anymore :)

#wip: thorns #wip intro #writeblr #*hides behind my friends and presses post*#I still don't know where I belong (:#But I do need something to link back to

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saitama-division · 9 months

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The day was slowly winding down, turning daytime into night. Spoon enough people would be going to bed but not Lola Takahashi who was determined to spend her birthday partying all night long. Said lady of the hour was sitting at her vanity preparing to go out to another party when she heard a knock at her door. A bit annoyed at the interruption Lola walked over to see who it was. Opening the door and seeing no one there Lola was about to shut the door when she spotted two boxes on the ground. Picking them up Lola brought them inside and opened the first one she got her hands on.

Inside the box was a pink cake with a dark pink drizzle dripping down the side. All sorts of candies, cookies, and marshmallows were on top and around the cake. There were even several shot bottles on the cake as well. However, what made Lola laugh was the Barbie doll situated on top next to a martini glass filled with candies and a shot bottle. Seeing a note alongside the cake Lola picked it up and began to read.

“Dear Lola-san,

Happy Birthday! Hope you're enjoying it! I was thinking about what kind of cake to make you when I saw a poster for the Barbie movie and I know you're a big fan of alcohol. Inspiration struck me. So I combined them and well drunk Barbie is what I go. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. Have a nice time partying up your birthday!

From,

Kanra Akemi”

Lola smiled at the cake from the pink-haired girl. Her cakes were some of the best Lola had ever had. Setting the note along with the cake aside, Lola moved on to the other box.

Inside the box was a set of ankle strap rose gold heels with butterfly wings on the back. The heels alongside the wings were embellished with pearls and other jewels like rubies and emeralds. Alongside the heels was a set of golden finger claws with each claw having flowers and bright pink jewels and pearls on it. The claws were connected to each by chain to a matching flower bracelet. The gifts were quite beautiful, Lola thought and checked to see if a note had come with it and sure enough, a note was tucked inside.

“Dear Lola,

Happy birthday my dear. It's been quite a while since we've seen each other but I hope you enjoy your gifts. Nothing but the best for the goddess of love and beauty. No, but truly do miss your presence, Lola. Call me up one day and I’ll show you the best bars in Shizuoka. Let's see who can bet who in a drinking contest.

From,

Reika Aichi”

Lola grinned widely at the gifts from both her favorite people from both Edogawa and Shizuoka Division, she couldn’t help but giggle at the Barbie doll on top of the cake, Kanra is an absolute treasure, the blonde thought as she took the shot bottle off the cake and gave it a sip, humming and blinking in surprise at the taste of alcohol, just how exactly did Kanra get her hands on some actual liquor? And how did Yuriko let her? Shrugging, the model put the cap back on the bottle and tucked it away in between her breasts for later, oh well, it’s still sweet, she’ll have to give the girl a big hug and treat her to some sweets the next time she sees her.

Moving on, Lola whistled in appreciation at the shoes and claws Reika sent her, she couldn’t help but slip on the heels and sure enough, they were exact size which Lola couldn’t help but smile at, even years later, Reika still knows her well as back then. Putting on the beautifully decorated claws, Lola smirked as she inspected her hand, she’s seen Kureha with these type of accessories before and she will admit that they do look sexy as hell and she could imagine all the fun she could have now that she has a pair of her own.

Looking back at the letter, Lola smiled again. Reika was right, it had been a while since the two of them hung out, Lola had quite missed her lavish friend. Between Reika’s life as a socialite and Lola’s status as a celebrity, it was surprisingly hard to find any free time. “Let’s change that.” She mumbled as she scrolled through her contacts on her phone before stopping at Reika’s number.

Thank you for the gift!

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continued from here. another year, another happy little birthday… / @gcldbrew

It's late again because why wouldn't it be? The sky's swarmed with stars, their moon reigning in the dark, and all those tells of morning and April sun have faded, their gold, gentle light now slept beneath the hills. Here, stores are shuttered. Now, insomniacs stir. And where most would dodge a business where it's lights have all gone dark, these two, these rebels, would slip right in. Cường half-expected them. There's a kettle on the burner. It smells of Haru's favorite, a calming tea-blend wafting, and today is his birthday. A special occasion. Haru, perhaps, is bound by fate to come.

And because it's late, that's exactly what they do!

Cường greets them with a hum before eyeing the cake.

Huh. "It's beautiful." Truly. Haru... "Are you giving someone else your business lately?"

It's a joke. Cường looks at that little dessert laboriously crafted and stands stunned. Pleasantly so. Sure, he'd expected a visit, had put on the kettle for that reason, but hours of dedication? That's more than he could ask for -- or even days, he suspects, if the planning was to count. He leans in just a little bit, studying those poking flowers, and it smells of gentle whipped cream and an April bouquet. Forget-me-nots. He remembered. He eyes them, face soft.

"If you need flowers for anything, especially to come spoiling me with, come to me next time. Because you're onto something here. I do like being spoiled. And if flowers are involved, they have to be the best."

Cocky. Still, good-humored. Cường turns a little bit, and gesturing Haru over, fixes up their tea. He then cuts himself a slice and Haru their own, and again, his vision is filled with flowers... Of lavender first and forget-me-nots last. Let's share a lot of birthdays. You won't forget me, right? "Of course," he agrees suddenly. Yes. How can he ever? He savors his first bite, sweet, but not cloyingly so, and the air all about smells of midnight and promise. There's hope in Haru's eyes, and flowers in his.

#gcldbrew #oh...haru youre so sweet.#cuong is just tickled pink. absolutely chuffed.#and all the language in those flowers... trust me. hes not going to forget him anytime soon.#and there will be MANY birthdays and ungodly visits late in the hour left for them to share together. <3

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chirpq · 26 days

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Jelly Beans

Title: Jelly Beans

Square Filled for @ultimatechrisbingo: Picking Flowers

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader

Word Count: 4,1 k

Summary: You love jelly beans. Ransom likes…loves…no…he wants you…

Warnings: angst, language, cocky/selfish Ransom, the reader is a teasing little shit, big brother’s best friend trope, dirty talk, voyeurism, masturbation (male & female), the reader is cocky too, she likes to tease, possessive Ransom, protective Ransom, shitty parents, good big brother, mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff, making out, implied smut/implied loss of virginity

A/N: Y/B/N = your brother’s name

Rating: Explicit (it includes masturbation)

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The first time you met Ransom Drysdale, or Hugh to the help and people he doesn’t like, was at the age of fourteen. He was two years elder and your brother’s best friend.

You immediately had a thing for the cocky blue-eyed trust-fund prick but would’ve rather died than admit you liked him.

He was cold and distant toward you, always calling you ‘the little sister’ or ‘annoying brat’ as you clung to your big brother like your life depended on it.

Two years later it’s no different. You are sixteen now, a grown beauty according to the boys at school but Ransom arrogance is my middle name Drysdale still treats you like a child.

“Again, Y/B/N?” Ransom sneers as you walk next to your big brother. Your parents are on yet another business trip and left you and your brother on your own again. “We wanted to have fun with the girls tonight, not babysit your baby sister. She’s a toddler and will cling to you once again. Such a turn-off.”

“Oh, I’m sorry for lowering your chances to get to feel a girl up from 2 percent to zero, Hugh,” you storm off, ignoring that your brother calls your name. He sighs, shaking his head at Ransom.

“Ransom, it’s her sixteenth birthday today, okay. How could I leave her alone at the house with the help?” your brother grunts. “She should have a sweet sixteen party, not hang out with bitchy girls and a guy like you.”

“A guy like me,” Ransom almost looks offended when your brother turns around to follow you inside the house. “What’s that supposed to mean? A guy like me?”

“Stop sulking. She will watch a movie a crap at the guestroom, Y/B/N,” while your brother worriedly checks on his phone, hoping you answered one of his messages Ransom tries to pull his attention back toward the girls in the room.

“It’s her birthday, Ran,” your brother shakes his head. “I can’t believe they did this to her. Dad threw a huge party for my sixteenth and eighteenth birthdays. They even forgot to leave a gift or call her. It’s just—”

“Fine, whatever,” Ransom gets up to leave the room. “Entertain our guests while I try to calm your baby sister down. I’ll give her a lollipop or something.”

“Get me that fucking cake,” the help grumbles under her breath but hands Ransom the birthday cake she got for him. “Now look out for my other guests. I gotta see if the kid needs a fresh diaper or something.”

He walks off, the birthday cake in his hands. Ransom doesn’t want you to ruin his fun with his friends, so he enters the room, muttering happy birthday, and places the birthday cake on the bed.

“What’s that?” you glance at the cake. It’s pink and there are little jelly beans all over the cake. “A cake for kids with jelly beans?”

“Yeah, well…you’re a kid and you eat jelly beans all the time,” you look away, not wanting to admit Ransom’s half-hearted try to give you something for your birthday is more than you got from your parents. “It’s strawberry and vanilla with jelly beans. Now have a slice and stop sulking. Y/B/N and I want to have some fun.”

“Thank you,” Ransom groans as you look at the cake again. He can see tears run down your cheeks and knows he’ll not have fun with the girls tonight. “It’s a nice cake. More than my parents ever did for me.”

“So…eat it. I've got a fork for you too,” he gets the fork out of his back pocket, smirking as you make a face. “I didn’t do anything with it.”

“Like what?” holding out your hand for the fork you furrow your brows. “I swear if you licked it all over I’ll stab you with it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of giving you my spit,” the fucker smirks. “Now have a taste of the cake so I can go back to my real friends and have fun.”

“You can go, Hugh. Tell my brother I’m fine,” you blow out the candle on the cake, wishing for something more than a cake for kids on your next birthday. “I’m used to it already. He gets the big parties and I get—” you sniffle, wiping your eyes, “well, they favor my big brother.”

“Can’t say my parents are better,” Ransom shrugs. “I spent most of my birthdays alone, with the help or if I get lucky with Harlan. Luckily I don’t have any siblings. So, they can’t favor them.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” grasping for his wrist you try to stop Ransom from leaving the room, “I love Y/B/N. He’s the best big brother, always tries to make me feel better. He even stands up for me. It’s just—” shaking your head you decide to stop expecting anything from your parents. “Forget it. It is what it is. He’ll take over the legacy of my grandfather one day and I’ll just turn into a faded memory in a scrapbook. If they even got any pictures of me.”

“How about you stop being a good girl and turn into a rebellious teenager,” he says while cupping your face with his big hands. He just stares at your face for a moment, humming as you look up at him with big wide eyes. “Fuck it.” He dives in to press a surprisingly soft kiss to your lips. “Happy birthday and this never happened. If you tell anyone I got you a cake and kissed you…”

“I—” Ransom is gone before you can process what just happened. “Thank you for the cake and all…” you say long after he’s gone.

You will spend the rest of the night wondering about what happened and eating the cake.

Ransom was right. It’s vanilla and strawberry and honestly the best cake you ever ate…

After your sixteenth birthday, the cake, and the kiss Ransom treated you pretty much the same as he did before. He teased you, muttered, and continued calling you brat, kid, or his favorite pet name – jelly beans.

Almost a year later at your brother’s birthday party, you see him with a new girl on his arm. Her name is Erica, or Erin. You really don’t remember anything but the pang of jealousy that hit you once again.

Since Ransom kissed you, your heart belongs to him even more. He’s still the same cocky and arrogant prick, but deep down inside you hope the soft side he showed for only a few moments wasn’t all show.

“Do you enjoy the party?” one of your brother’s friends asks. He stands next to you, shamelessly ogling your chest. “Do you want a drink?”

“I’m turning seventeen in a few months, so no, I don’t want to drink alcohol,” you cross your arms over your chest. “The party is over there.” You whip your head toward your brother and his friends. “I’m just a bystander waiting for the cake…”

“We could have a party on our own,” the guy offers. “Many rooms to have fun.”

“Dude, that’s Y/B/N’s baby sister. I’ll suggest you leave her alone,” Ransom suddenly stands next to you, already grasping for your arm to bring you behind his much taller frame. He sizes the guy hitting on you up, smirking as you tug at his shirt. “She’s off-limits.”

“Man, you can ruin an easy lay, Ransom,” the guy storms off, muttering insults under his breath.

“It’s Hugh to you, asshole,” you can’t believe Ransom left his pretty date to come to your aid. “Jelly beans, come here.” He clears his throat as you reluctantly step in front of him. “Don’t flirt with that guy or any of your brother’s friends. They are all vultures.”

“I didn’t flirt with him,” you argue. “I was just watching the others having fun. Y/B/N wanted me to join the party, but I know not even half of the people at the party. Only you, Patricia, and Jamie. He came to me, talking shit about having fun. That’s not my fault.”

“Well, you better stick to my side then,” before you can say another word Ransom grasps for your hand to guide you toward your brother, his new girlfriend, and Jamie. “You’ll not leave my side. Got it, jelly beans?”

“Got it,” you can only mumble as Ransom already tells your brother what the douche tried. You feel like a scolded child when all eyes land on you and wish you could just disappear.

“Hugh?” you knock at the guestroom. “Can I come in? You forgot your phone downstairs and I wanted to hand it back to you.”

Ransom doesn’t answer so you silently open the door. “Hey, you forgot your phone and…” Ransom doesn’t seem to hear you.

He has his hand placed on his naked chest. His lips are parted, and he groans deeply. You drop your eyes to the blanket covering his lower half, swallowing thickly as his other hand seems to pump his cock.

“Hugh?”

“Fuck, kitten,” his eyes are still closed, but his hand moves faster, and fuck, he moans even louder. “That’s it, take my cock deeper in your tight little cunt.”

Oh, fuck. Ransom still didn’t recognize you are in the room. Maybe you only whispered his name, and he is too lost in pleasuring himself.

You want to leave the room and not be a creep, but your feet seem to be glued to the floor as your eyes watch the scene in front of you.

You can feel your panties dampen and your hands begin to sweat. “Fuck, you’re so tight for me, kitten. Do you want me to cum inside of your pussy?” you make an odd noise and Ransom’s eyes snap open.

Ransom looks at you, bewildered. He pants heavily, hand still slowly pumping his cock as he watches you step closer to the bed to place the phone on the nightstand. “I found your phone and…” you giggle, feeling your cheeks heat up, “are you masturbating, Hugh?”

“Fuck, get out of the room,” he grits out, too close to his orgasm. “Just go kitten. I can’t…”

“Hugh?” he hums when you place your hands onto his thigh to squeeze his flesh through the covers. “Cum…” the noise he makes is the most erotic sound you ever heard. His hips jolt upward, and you can see something flash in his eyes before he yells at you.

“GET THE FUCK OUT, Y/N! It’s your fault I just creamed all over me and the blanket,” you wink at Ransom before you bolt out of the room.

The door slams shut, and you press your back to the cool wood, feeling your heart flutter. He just came only as you told him so…

Things were awkward since your brother’s birthday, to say the least. Ransom would avoid you like the plague and you tried to do the same.

You didn’t want to strain your brother’s relationship with Ransom, so you mostly stayed at home when he wanted to spend time with his friend.

“Why don’t you join us downstairs?” your brother tries one last time. “Come on. We’ve got food and are having fun. Let’s just stay the evening together.”

“I’m a little tired,” Y/B/N doesn’t need to know you are having dirty fantasies about his best friend for over a year. You don’t see much of Ransom since your brother’s birthday but remember the night he came while you were in the same room vividly.

“Is this about your birthday last week? I know you turned eighteen and all, but I had to go to that meeting,” he sighs deeply. Barely twenty and having so much responsibility isn’t easy for your brother. “I promise to make things up to you.”

“Y/B/N, I know that you had to join mom and dad on that business trip,” you peck his cheek. “I really got a terrible headache and only want to sleep. I love you, big bear.”

“Love you too, lil’ sis,” you giggle at the silly nicknames you gave each other so many years ago. “Night.”

“Night.”

You don’t sleep as you told your brother. No, you are busy running the vibrator you ordered online up and down your wet folds. Moans and little gasps leave your lips as you imagine it’s Ransom pinching your nipples and running his cock up and down your slit.

“Fuck, please…fuck me,” your lips part, as you press the vibrator harder against your clit. You’re trembling, close, so close to coming again as someone silently opens your door.

“Jelly beans?” Ransom’s eyes drop to your parted legs and your dripping sex. He can’t take his eyes off your pert nipples. He licks his lips, stepping closer to the bed to get a better look at your cunt. “Fuck, you a little harder with that vibrator, kitten. Use it like it’s a big cock you can’t handle.”

“What? Ah—” you drop the vibrator as Ransom stands in front of your bed. Your eyes grow wide as you realize he just watched you fuck yourself with a vibrator. “HUGH!”

“Hmm…you didn’t put it inside,” he says as if you are not naked in front of him. “Keep those legs open and show me how you touch yourself.”

“What? NO! Get out!” voice higher than usual, you yell at Ransom. “Leave.”

“It’s only fair, kitten,” fuck, he dips one knee onto the mattress, and then his hands are next to your feet. Ransom just looks at your dripping sex, while licking his plush lips. “No, I got a better idea. Spread those legs wider and let me have a closer look. I think you did it wrong.”

“Hugh, what the fuck,” you grasp for the blanket to cover your modesty. “Stop making fun of me! Hahaha…I masturbated. It’s only natural. I have needs, you have needs…everyone has needs. Now get the fuck out!”

“Another time then,” he flashes you a grin. “I bet you will cum even harder imagining it’s me fucking you roughly from behind. One hand on your hip and the other around your throat. I’ll mount you like an animal, kitten…”

And then, he just leaves your bed and the room.

Your mouth still hangs open long after Ransom left the room. All you can think about is the things he said, and, to your shame, you end what you started, imaging all the things he told you he’ll do to you…

Ransom smirks when you see him three weeks later, at a get-together of your brother’s friends. You wanted to stay in your room and sit this one out, but Y/B/N forced you to leave your room and join them for a round of spin the bottle.

“I hate this game,” you grumble under your breath as it’s your turn to spin the bottle. “What do I have to do?”

“I know,” the girl Ransom brought to Y/B/N's birthday party last time smirks at you. “You will kiss and make out with the person for let’s say ten minutes.”

“Erica, that’s against the rules,” oddly Ransom is the one speaking up. “We all only had five minutes!”

“She’s new to the game and whoever ends up with her upstairs must show her the ropes,” God, you hate that girl so much. Well, at least it’s only her, Jamie, Patricia your brother, and Ransom at this point.

“I’ll do it as long it’s not her,” you return her fake smile, but narrow your eyes. “We all agree I don’t have to make out with my brother either.”

“Spin the bottle, kid,” she smirks. “Don’t be a spoilsport.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” spinning the bottle you hope it will not land on her. She’s the last person you want to make out with. You take a deep breath and wait for the bottle to stop and to feel your heart speed up.

“RANSOM? You got Ransom,” she hiccups. “No! You won’t make out with Ransom. Spin again!”

“Whoa, no!” Ransom grunts. “You made the rules and wanted her to spend ten minutes in heaven so,” you almost whimper when Ransom holds out his large hand, “I’ll show her the ropes.”

“Ransom,” your brother warns, earning a chuckle from Ransom while Jamie and Patricia watch Ransom wrap his arm around your waistline to guide you out of the living room. “I’m warning you!”

“I’ll be gentle, Y/B/N,” Y/B/N gives his friend a stern look. “Promised. I’m a giver after all…”

“Finally, alone,” Ransom moves you into the room. His hands are on your hips and his face so close that you whimper when he leans impossible closer to peck your nose. “What do you want to do? We’ve got ten minutes.”

“I don’t know,” you lick your lips, wondering if you can ask Ransom to put his hand down your pants or to touch your breasts. Maybe he wants to kiss your neck or lips first. Or you could put your hands down his pants.

“How about we play cards or switch the laptop on, pump up the volume, and pretend to make out. I could tell them you let me rail your pussy too,” your face falls as you realize, Ransom doesn’t want to spend ten minutes in heaven with you. “Maybe we just sit on the bed and wait ten minutes?”

“Yeah, sure. Later you can tell your buddies that you made fun of me,” you wrap your hands around his wrists to take his hands off your hips. “How about you go back downstairs, and I’ll stay in my room, just like I wanted to do. Tell them I got shark-week or whatever makes you look better.”

You plop down onto your bed, immediately turning your back on Ransom. “Y/N, you’re my best friend’s sister. Well, my only friend.”

“You’ve got dozens of friends, Hugh. Don’t lie.”

“He’s the only real friend I got, and I can’t fool around with his lil’ sis. He’ll kill me or worse, stop being my friend,” he tries to explain. Ransom puts one hand on your shoulder, but you slap it away.

“Eat shit, Hugh. You’re so full of yourself but can’t even kiss me to make things believable. Hell, you could’ve at least pretend you want to make out with me. I will look like an idiot in front of Erica,” he sits on the bed next to you, frowning as you bury your face in the pillow to hide the tears running down your cheeks.

“Come on, jelly beans. Don’t tell me you want me to kiss you or do things to you,” he sighs as you do not answer. “Fine, I’ll just sit here and wait the minutes to pass.”

“Just leave me the fuck alone, Drysdale. Go back to your friends and tell them you didn’t want to do things with me—” he doesn’t leave. Ransom waits fifteen minutes before he leans over you to peck your cheek.

Your brother will size him up later that day, telling Ransom to watch his back.

Everyone else will believe Ransom made out with you as he came back downstairs, grinning like the cat that got the cream…

“Whatcha doing?” a few weeks, after the disaster you will call your ten minutes in heaven with Ransom for the rest of your life, Ransom watches you pick a few flowers. “Stealing flowers?”

“The lawn belongs to no one, Hugh. This means the daisies are for free,” you won’t stop picking flowers only as Ransom is watching you. “What do you want? My brother is not here.”

“Yeah, I heard they left you all alone once again,” he crouches down next to you to pick a marigold, lifting the small flower small he sighs. “I wanted to talk to you about the other day.”

“Hugh, that’s long forgotten. You didn’t want to make out with me, no biggie,” you get up and turn to leave. “My parents don’t like spending time with me, why would you?”

“What? I—” Ransom sighs as you run off once again, leaving him alone, still the single flower in his hands.

“You’re too cute,” one of Y/B/N friends purrs in your ear. Tonight, you decided on a light sundress and to put on more make-up than usual. If you want to forget about your stupid crush on Ransom, you must find a nice guy asking you out. “How about you put those pretty red lips around my dick?”

“She’s not interested,” you find yourself behind Ransom’s back once again. “Get lost.”

“I was talking to her. Get out of my way, Drysdale,” the guy doesn’t want to give in. “You can’t fuck any girl with a pulse.”

“Eat shit,” he wraps his arm around your waistline, hand moving to your ass to grope it. “She’s my little fiery kitten. Leave my girl alone.”

“Hugh,” you yelp as he hurriedly guides you out of the house. “Where are we going, Hugh? Hey, wait.” Ransom doesn’t say a word. He guides you toward his car, muttering something under his breath.

“You’ll not go back to that party. I’ll drive you somewhere else. How can Y/B/N bring those vultures here?” since your faked ten minutes in heaven you can feel their friendship is strained. Ransom spends less time with your brother and Y/B/N doesn’t talk as much about his friend than before. “You’ll get in my car, and I will take you to my apartment.”

“Why am I here, Hugh?” watching Ransom strip his jacket off you sigh deeply. “Will you answer me or not?”

“I don’t want you to flirt with those assholes,” he’s on you in a blink, cups your face gently like he did the first time he kissed you. “I want you to be only mine.”

The kiss is soft and innocent, but his hands wander to your ass to grope it roughly. You open your mouth and let Ransom slip his tongue inside. It’s your first real kiss and it feels so good your heart does somersaults. “Hugh!”

“Ransom to you, Y/N,” he mumbles against your lips. He silences you with his lips as his arms wrap tightly around your waistline. “You’re mine, kitten. No other guy can talk to you or touch you. I waited long enough to make a move. To hell with my promise to your brother. He had something going on with my ex. Fuck bros before hos.”

“’m not a hoe,” you complain but wrap your arms around Ransom’s neck.

“No, you are my sweet lil’ kitten,” he breathes against your lips. “Fuck, I’m so going to ruin you, baby. I’ll make you my dirty girl and when I put a ring on your finger, you’ll be Mrs. Dirty Girl Drysdale.”

“Well, I want to see that ring first, Ransom,” Ransom hoists you up and you instinctively wrap your arms and legs around his body as he carries you toward his bedroom. “Wait! You want to ruin me right now?”

“Uh-yeah. I didn’t put rose petals on the floor and bed and lit candles for no reason. I planned on ruining your sweet little cunt tonight,” he smirks when you look up at him, frowning deeply.

“I hope you got some condoms too because I won’t have your babies so soon,” his eyes darken, and you know he will devour you tonight.

Honestly, you can’t wait for Ransom to lay claim on your body….

“Do I have to go back home?” you spent the weekend with Ransom, or rather in his arms. After the first time, he made love to you, he refused to let you go. “My brother will ask questions, my parents, not so much.”

“We will tell him I wrecked your little pussy so good you couldn’t call him,” Ransom snickers as you look at him to give him an angry pout. “Okay, we will tell him we made gentle love?” he furrows his brows now. “Not good.”

“We will tell him you brought me to your home to save me from his douche of a friend. If he doesn’t like we had sex, he can eat shit.”

“Language, kitten,” he purrs, already rolling you onto your back again to nuzzle your neck. “I think you need another lesson. My tongue can’t wait to taste you again, dirty girl…”

“Show me what you’ve got, Ransom Drysdale…”

Many years down the road you are wearing his ring, and Ransom, he calls you his dirty girl sometimes.

But most of the time he calls you the love of his life or, if he wants to tease you, he calls you jelly beans…

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cacoetheswriting · 3 years

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a promise of forever

pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader warnings: really just a big ball of fluff, a very brief mention of spencer's time in prison word count: 1.8k prompt: "i'm not very good with words..." summary: a rather unusual and a slightly delayed exchange of vows.

a/n: this is a my one shot submission for @ellesgreenaway 1k milestone celebration! india, a huge huge congratulations to you again 🎉 you're so incredibly talented and you deserve every single one of those follower, if not a million more! 🥳🧡 now, this is my first fic in a couple of weeks, and i think it's quite fitting that i wrote this instead of working on my own vows oops

A faint shine coming from the side lamp hit against the gold band on your finger, the glimmer instantly catching your eye. The book you were reading, was now closed in your lap and your gaze travelled to the ring, a smile creeping up on your features.

The item, however simple and dainty, carried with it so much meaning. Not only was it a symbol of undying everlasting love, showcasing to the world you were married to the person of your dreams. It was also a constant reminder of what you and Spencer overcame to get here. How far the two of you have come.

To say the last year was tough would be an understatement.

Spencer wasn’t the same after his release from prison. Often distant and quite reserved. His true self hidden from the rest of the world, afraid of getting so deeply hurt again. You of course didn’t put any blame on him for acting differently or resent him for it. What he went through was challenging enough, and you loved him more with each day regardless because he was still Spencer. Your Spencer.

And he adored your patience and your understanding. He adored the kindness you showed him while he regained control over his life. Simply, he adored you and he counted his blessings every day he spent with you.

One faithfull Saturday morning, Spencer asked you to marry him.

Completely out of the blue, while you were tangled together in the cotton bedsheets with morning breath and ruffled hair. He said he didn’t want to wait any longer because if his time in prison taught him anything, it would be not to waste moments with the people you cared about the most.

You cried. Tears of happiness, pure unfiltered joy.

Later, the very same day, the two of you stopped by a jeweler to invest in simple yellow-gold wedding bands before heading hand in hand to the court house. No muss, no fuss. No guests, no flowers, no cake, no vows. Nothing but unconditional love and a large order of chocolate chip pancakes afterwards, to celebrate.

It was the perfect day and you wouldn’t do it any differently.

You didn’t need anything else, neither did he. The memory along with the wedding ring was a promise in itself. A lifetime together. A lifetime of happiness. However, as you watched the band glisten on your finger, you couldn’t help but wonder what else Spencer would have promised you in his vows if he ever got a chance to say them.

And that’s how the brunette doctor found you - lost too deep in thought, attention solely focused on your wedding ring.

You, of course, didn’t hear him come in.

Spencer smiled to himself, quietly closing the door behind him so as not to startle you. He placed his bag down before ambling towards the back of the couch. His hands landed on your shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze to grab your attention, and you tilted your head up to look at him.

“Hi, my love.”

“Hello, beautiful.” Spencer bent over slightly, his lips catching yours in a tender welcoming kiss. “Let me go wash up quickly and you can tell me all about your day,” he added and you nodded, following him with your eyes until he disappeared into the bedroom.

While he cleaned himself up after an undeniably hectic workday, you sprung up on your feet and headed to the kitchen to cook up a late dinner for the two of you.

Spencer rejoined you shortly and immediately began playing sous chef, assisting you with preparing the meal. While the two of you worked over the various pots and pans, you exchanged with one another stories of how your days went. Listening attentively, joking together. Then you ate together before reconvening back to the couch.

A typical, and honestly, an ideal evening together when he wasn’t travelling.

“What were you thinking about earlier, when I got home?” Spencer asked, making himself comfortable next to you. You draped your legs over his lap with ease and his hands instantly made home on your thigh.

“Do you ever wonder what I would say to you in my vows if our wedding day looked any different?” you asked straight out, because there was no secrets between the two of you.

Spencer pondered the question for a moment before shaking his head. “No,” he answered honestly, “Do you?”

You briefly chewed on the inside of your cheek. “Sometimes,” you confessed, a hint of guilt and hesitance detectable in the tone of your voice.

He hummed softly at your response and proceeded to place a tender kiss on your temple. “I could tell you,” he murmured into your hair before pulling away, “If you’d like that is.”

His eyes found yours and a timid smile circled your lips at his offer.

“You don’t have to, Spence, I’m honestly happy not knowing and letting my imagination run free. Plus, I wouldn’t want to put you on the spot—”

“Y/N,” he politely cut in, “I’ve known what I would say to you in my vows ever since our first date.”

The sentence caused you to playfully roll your eyes, as the butterflies in your stomach fluttered free. “Hmm…” you smacked your lips together, “I don’t think I believe you,” you teased him with a chuckle.

Spencer pressed his tongue to his lips as he smirked at your comment. He took your innocent joke as a sort of challenge however, because in one swift motion, before you got a chance to react or say anything else, he pulled you in closer by your legs before taking your hands in his and giving them a gentle squeeze.

“I can recite the entirety of the English dictionary off by heart, but ironically I'm not very good with words—” Spencer began, his hazel gaze locking with yours, “—because when I think how to express how I truly feel about you, and how incredibly lucky I am to have you by my side, my mind goes completely blank and my eidetic memory is no longer of use.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, and you could just imagine the whole crowd laughing because whether Spencer liked to admit it or not, he was incredibly funny without even trying.

“However, as I sit here before you tonight, I will give my all to make the most sincere promise one heart can make to another. Y/N, I have waited a long time for you, and I promise from this day on until forever to be your constant love, your shoulder to cry on, your partner for life. I vow to give you the best of myself and not ask for anything in return. I vow to respect you. Respect your desires, your interests and needs.”

You could feel your eyes gloss over, as Spencer inhaled before continuing, "I promise to keep myself open to you and share with you my deepest feelings, thoughts, and dreams. I promise to continuously surprise you in hopes of bringing you joy and seeing you smile, because you have the most beautiful smile.”

Spencer gently rubbed circles into your hand with his thumb as he spoke, and the amiable loving look in his eyes made you think he didn’t really have these vows prepared beforehand, like he said he did.

He was speaking purely from the heart.

“I promise to love you through thick and thin. The good times and the bad. In sickness and in health. I promise to love you with every fibre of my being, until the end of time.” He paused, by that point salty wet droplets were slowly trailing down your jawline.

Spencer continued, “Now, I have been called many things in my life and gone by many different titles. From this day on however, the most important title I’ll hold is husband. Your husband.”

Silence filled the room once he concluded. A benevolent and earnest silence.

Nothing could have prepared you for what he said, and how his words would make you feel. How you thought it wasn’t possible to love him anymore than you already did, yet here the two of you sat and your heart swelled inside of your chest.

Spencer’s hand travelled to your cheek. He cupped it gently, wiping away any lone tears that escaped.

“You know—” you murmured, leaning into his touch and placing a kiss on the palm of his hand, “— for someone who claims they’re not good with words, you just strummed all the right heartstrings. I therefore dumb thee— a liar...”

The brunette doctor let out a soft chuckle at your comment and then proceeded to scoop you into his lap, completely effortlessly. He held you close by the waist while your fingers played with his brunette curls.

“And it’s a good thing you have an eidetic memory, my love, because I will ask you to recite those promises to me over and over and oveerrr again,” you added and Spencer threw his head back in a smooth laugh.

“How about I type them up and we can frame them instead?” he suggested, arching a brow. You licked your lips, considering the question for a moment, however before you got a chance to reply, Spencer added, “It would however, be nice to have both of our vows up...”

It was your turn to laugh, “I have nothing prepared, Spence. Not to mention, yours were so heartfelt and honest, I don’t think I can compete.”

The smile on Spencer’s face grew a little wider and he leaned in to peck your lips, “Say whatever that comes to mind, beautiful.”

“You’re not going to let this go now, are you?” you enquired and Spencer shook his head in response, a goofy grin plastered across his features.

“I really have my mind set on those frames now. Maybe we can hang them over our bed, or maybe we can dedicate a shelf to them in the bookcase.”

You raised a brow, “You’d give those frames a whole shelf?”

He nodded, “A whole shelf.”

The thought of your promises to one another typed up and on view for everyone that came to visit the apartment made you smile.

Glancing briefly at your wedding ring, looped among Spencer’s brunette curls, you nervously chewed on the inside of your cheek before glancing back into his hazel eyes. “I’m not very good with words—” you began with a modest tese, “—Therefore, I hope you don’t mind that I’m going to borrow someone else's.”

You paused, letting out a delicate shaky breath. “Atticus wrote, ‘I lost my way all the way to you and in you I found my way’. You are my everything, Dr. Spencer Reid. Thank you for choosing me, for loving me, for making me feel safe, for making me laugh, and for making my life a million times richer.”

Spencer’s lips found yours the second you finished, wrapping them in a gentle yet passionate kiss. A desirable sensation instantly spread through you, because when he kissed you like this, it was as if he was kissing you for the very first time.

“I love you,” Spencer whispered after slowly pulling away, pressing his forehead against yours.

“I love you too,” you expressed with a genuine smile.

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quicksilverownsmysoul · 3 years

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Mother’s Day

Summary: How the Evans and their kids treat you on Mother’s Day. These were so much fun to write and I may have gone a little over board. Anyway I hope y’all like them!

Also may have some typos since I didn’t have time to proof read it took much! (Cause ya know Mother’s Day)

Peter

-Would forget

-The kids would come and quietly walk over to his side of the bed to wake him up. (You guys have a daughter who’s 7 and a boy who’s 4). He’ll look and them with bleary eyes and they’d be like “Dad come help us.”

-And he’s like “with what?” Already tucking himself back in

-“Breakfast for mama, it’s Mother’s Day”

-“Oh shi-“ He’s ripping the sheets off and speeding out of bed with them under his arms.

- The fridge would be empty and he’d try and convince the kids to let him just buy you McDonalds breakfast but they’d start to cry cause they really wanted to make you breakfast. So he hushes them and dashes to the store picking up an instant box of pancake mix, a carton of eggs and bacon. Also gets you come flowers and a box of candy. (He paid).

- Him and the kids get started on breakfast and they are better at it then he is. Your daughter knows how to flip the pancakes perfectly while his come out all misshapen and runny.

-They honestly don’t get breakfast done till like 10. You had already woken up and walked in on them trying to pick the egg shells out of the eggs that your son cracked. And your just smile at how hard they’re working. You’d go back to bed and let them bring it to you in bed like they want and your act surprised.

- Peter pretends like he didn’t totally forget and promises to to take you and the kids out for a funny day. (It’s probably going to be the arcade.)

-But you don’t mind. You guys have fun playing all the games together. He’ll pull you aside later and tells you how much he loves you. And he thanks you for giving him the world, and tells you how much of an amazing mother you are. He also bashfully gives you this locket he bought you a while back. It’s has all of you in it.

Charles

- Your baby was only about 2 years old so Charles took care of all the Mother’s Day festivities.

- He had been taking pictures of you and y’all’s baby ever since they were born. Has a whole collection of them. So he decides to put them together into a scrapbook for you.

- He spends weeks in advance adding the pictures and writing little notes and memories alongside them. Paints his hand and his daughters and the cover is their handprints onto of one another.

- He makes you a really good southern breakfast, real hearty. (Charles is a really good cook and you can’t fight me on it).

- He walks in holding your daughters hand and treats you to breakfast in bed and tell you all about how he plans to spoil you. He bought you a real pretty sun dress and tells you he planned a picnic for you guys. He made sandwiches and cut them in the shapes of hearts.

-He takes you to the beach and your daughter has so much fun playing in the sand and laughing as the waves tickle her feet.

-As the sun starts setting he gives you your gift. It’s wrapped up all pretty like and the minute you open it you start bawling. And first he thinks you don’t like it but then he sees the loving look in your eyes and you look at all the picture and run your fingers gently over the little messages.

- You pull him close and press kisses all over his face. He sets up his camera and runs back as it snaps a picture of all of you. Once it’s developed you add it to your scrapbook.

Warren

- Wakes you up by jumping up and down on your bed with y’all’s son. Screaming at the top of their lungs Happy Mother’s Day!!!

-Drags you to the kitchen and makes a grand gesture of showing you the breakfast him and your son made. They put a table cloth on the table and they have flowers in the vase. Everything is set up really fancy.

- You try to ignore the mess of dishes in the sink and the stains that litter your counters. How did they get eggs on the ceiling? And is that blood??? You hope not.

- Warren pulls out your chair for you and you thank him. You look down at the breakfast, the toast is all burnt and the eggs have shells in them. You smile and eat what you can hoping you don’t die of food poisoning.

- He planned a self care day for you. He bought you a million different kinds of skin care products and bath products. Let’s you give him and your son skin care treatments and you guys wear them while binge watching your favorite movies. Eating popcorn and all kinds of junk food in the fort him and his son made for you. Warren pretends he hates those cheesy rom coms you like but you can see him sniffling out of the corner of your eye when the wedding scene comes on.

- After you out your son to bed you take a bath with Warren and he washes your hair, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. Has music playing in the background but was too cheap to pay for spodify premium so in the middle of you guys making out you hear click here for 30 minutes-

Luke Cooper

- You would think he would forget but he didn’t. Couldn’t cook to save his life so he went out and got you donuts from your favorite place, also buys some takeout breakfast.

- You have twins they were five and they made you cards in school. They are colored all messy but you don’t care. You kiss them both on the cheek and thank them. Luke was nervous to give you his gift, he was scared you wouldn’t like it.

- He opens up his laptop and places it down on your lap. Gets into bed and sits behind you burying his face in your neck. You press the play button the screen and a video starts playing. It starts with a shaky shot of you after you had given birth to your twins. Crying happy tears and you can hear Luke sniffling behind the camera. You laugh at the memory.

- He had made you a Mother’s Day video filled with all the videos he had taken of you and your kids over the years. Your twins has started school this year so you were still sad about them growing up.

- His video let you relive all those memories of them growing up and raising them with him. When it’s done he shyly asks if you like it.

- You turn around and there are tears streaming down your face. You say it’s the best gift you’ve ever gotten. You kiss and and your kids let out echos of ewwwww.

-Luke smiles and makes a bigger show of kissing you causing the kids to giggle and run away. He pulls away and looks at you. “Do you know how much I love you?” He asks

-Not more than I love you you answer and you guys spent the rest of the morning trying to say who loves who more.

Colin Zabel

- Spoils you the most out of all of them.

- It’s y’all’s first Mother’s Day and he wants it to be perfect. Spends all week running a round town trying to get everything and make sure everything is absolutely perfect.

- You wake up the smell of something heavenly coming from the kitchen. You see him cooking in the kitchen holding your daughter in his arms. He dances with her as he cooks, singing to her in a soft voice.

- He whines when he sees you, he wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed

- You guys finish making breakfast together, singing along to the songs on the radio. He asks you to dance with him and you do. You guys sway with one another your daughter squished between you two giggling.

- The whole house is filled with flowers, every table has a bouquet, you’re pretty sure he bought all the flowers in Easttown.

- Has a whole day planned. Filled with the sweetest activities, like a carriage ride through the park and a cake making class.

- You make the cutest little Mother’s Day cake decorated with flowers and all these little details. And you glance over at him and his cake is all lopsided and the icing is smeared all over his cake. His has icing on his nose and leans over to swipe some on your cheek. You guys get kicked out for making a mess but you don’t care.

- You guys spend all day walking around town hand in hand, Colin has your daughter in one of those baby carriers strapped to his chest. He bought you and her matching dresses for the occasion.

- He finishes the day with taking you the the station claiming he has work to finish. You guys go up the stairs and it’s decorated head to toe with balloons and streamers and pictures of you and him and your daughter. You start crying right then and there wondering how a man could be that sweet.

- Mare offers to take your baby for the night so you guys can spend some time alone. Being new parents you haven’t had much of it. He spends all night dancing with you and just talking as you eat the dinner he cooked.

- He gives you a necklace he had made that had your daughters fingerprint on it. It also has a message and his and her name inscribed on the back. He puts it on you and you guys just sit in one another’s arms. Looking at the setting sun, wondering how you guys were lucky enough to have gotten everything you could have ever wanted.

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lillywillow · 3 years

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Birthday Wishes

Summary: Bucky wants to plan the best party ever for his young daughter

Word Count: 2430

Square Filled: Free Space

Pairings: Singledad!Bucky x Female Reader/ Steve x Peggy

Warnings: None really

Written for @star-spangled-bingo

Ever since the mother to Bucky’s daughter passed away when she was a baby, he had been totally devoted to her and every year on her birthday, he went all out trying to make it the best one ever.

About a month ago, Tony’s daughter Morgan had a mermaid themed party; complete with a woman dressed as a mermaid. Bucky’s daughter Rebecca had totally raved about it and with her own birthday coming up, he made a note to take one of the business cards with him.

...

The moment Bucky walked into the building, he was in awe. The front of the store was full of costumes, dolls, plushies, pirate treasure chests, fairy wings and wands... every kind of fantasy item a child could possibly want and a lot of it looked handmade. Out the back, he could hear squealing and laughter. A party in progress, perhaps?

“Good afternoon, welcome to Childhood Dreams. How may I help you?” the receptionist asked.

“Hi. I’m looking to book a party? It’s for my daughter...”

“I see. Well, before booking a party, you’ll need to make an appointment with Y/N. She likes to customise her parties to the client. She’s currently doing a performance but if you’re happy to wait, she’ll be done soon...”

“I can wait...”

“Great. Follow me please...”

Bucky followed the receptionist into the back. There was a pirate party taking place with all the children dressed up as pirates. There were props and decorations keeping in tone with the theme and an incredible cake. On the stage up the front was the same woman who had played the part of the mermaid at Morgan’s party, this time she was a pirate, enacting a mighty swordfight with another actor. She really put her all into the performance.

Bucky watched her for a moment before the receptionist pulled him along and guided him to an office along the side. The inside of the office was just as cheerful and childlike as the rest of the place. The desk was lined with small trinkets. Along the walls were various photographs of the woman in different costumes. A princess, a fairy, a friendly witch... there was a costume for every occasion. Bucky was in the middle of admiring them when the door opened and the subject from the photos stepped in.

“You must be the gentleman wanting a party,” she smiled, taking off her hat and eye patch before sitting at her desk and encouraging him to take a seat. “I’m Y/N.”

“Yes, that’s right. My name is Bucky and I’m looking to do a birthday party for my daughter Rebecca,” he said, getting his phone out to show her a picture.

Y/N smiled at the photo of the little girl who was dressed as a princess.

“Tell me about Rebecca. I take it she’s a princess fan?”

Bucky’s face lit up as he spoke about his little girl. Everything that she loved about princesses and fairytales, down to her favourite colours, animals and mythical creatures.

“I’m probably rambling now...”

“No, no, I think it’s sweet to see a father so dedicated to his daughter. Let me show you a few of our packages,” she smiled.

Y/N logged into her tablet to show him a few of the princess themed parties they offered. Bucky looked through the options before deciding on a fantasy type one with princesses, wizards and all things in that vein.

“Will you be having the party here or elsewhere?”

“I think home would be best... unless... here would be better? I don’t know...”

“Some children feel more comfortable on home base and some like going out. It’s really up to you. My job is to give your child the best possible experience...”

Bucky nodded slowly and thought.

“She might like a party in her own backyard...”

“That’s totally fine. I’ll need to visit ahead of time just so I can work on a setup. Now, will you be providing your own cake? If not, I can recommend an excellent bakery.”

“A family friend agreed to make the cake,” Bucky replied.

Y/N nodded and jotted down a few notes.

“What about food?”

“Yes, we’ll be making our own food too.”

Y/N nodded again and wrote down a few more notes. After agreeing on a price, a date and time to meet, his address and the date of the party, Bucky started heading out the door.

“One more thing...”

Bucky turned to look at her.

“I like to ask our clients how they found out about our business...”

“A while ago, you threw a mermaid party for a friend of mine’s daughter. Rebecca couldn’t stop talking about it for days after that...”

Y/N smiled fondly.

“I see... well, I guess I’ll see you when I come to do my inspection. Goodbye, Bucky.”

“Bye.”

As Bucky left the office, he could feel his heart fluttering like it hadn’t done in a long time. Ever since his wife’s passing, Bucky hadn’t even looked at another woman. Well, he had looked but he had always been so busy taking care of Rebecca, he didn’t really have time to be pursuing women. Sure on occasion, he would go on a blind date now and then and Steve would babysit but that would be the extent of it. Bucky thought for sure his dating life was over but talking to Y/N just now... it gave him a lot of hope.

...

Time went by and eventually the day arrived when you went to meet Bucky at his place. Bucky greeted you at the door with a smile and ushered you inside. Smiling, you looked around the place. Pictures of Bucky’s life lined the walls and shelves. Photos of him with friends but most of them were of his little girl. One thing you noticed was the lack of pictures of the girl’s mother. There were a few of her before having the child but not many after.

“So, um... what do you need to see?”

“You mentioned a backyard?” you said, referring back to the interview you had a few days ago.

Bucky nodded and showed you the way. First, you scoped out the best place to conduct your performance then took out your measuring tape to size up the props you might need. As you worked, Bucky could see the gears turning in your head.

“Do you go out to different locations a lot?” Bucky asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

“Not a lot but it’s always fun when we do.”

“How long have you been in business?”

“It’s taken me about ten years to get it off the ground. It’s only been gaining popularity in the last year or so...”

“Wait, so you own Childhood Dreams?”

“Sure do. You see, I always believed childhood should be about fun and games before going onto the drudgery of adulthood. And I help out local business in the process. Most of the items available for purchase were made by local artists. I’m always willing to lend a hand when they need it. That’s why I ask about food. There’s a small bakery a few blocks from the building we’re located who does the most beautiful cakes...”

You suddenly were interrupted by something brushing up against your leg. Looking down, you saw the most adorable white cat.

“Why, hello there. Aren’t you a cutie?” you cooed, bending down to pat the snowy feline.

“This is Alpine. Rebecca is just crazy about her. She’s been a really big help ever since...” Bucky paused, feeling a lump in his throat and tears well up in his eyes.

Alpine trotted over to him and purred as he picked her up.

“Sorry. It’s just... ever since my wife passed when Rebecca was a baby; I’ve wanted to give her the best life possible. I try to give equal amounts of time between her so she can look up to me and work so she has the best things in life...”

You went over and gave him a hug.

“You’re a good man, Bucky. I’ve been in this business long enough to tell the devoted parents from the off-standers. Just by spending a few minutes with you, I already know that you love your daughter and think the world of her. Just make sure you spend a few moments taking care of yourself, okay? It doesn’t have to be much, just enough so you feel good too.”

Bucky gave you a soft smile, knowing that you were right. Everyone had told him as such but sometimes, it’s harder to take advice from the people closest to you.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” he offered.

“Actually, I should get going. I’ve got a children’s charity event I need to get ready for. It’s been really nice seeing you again, Bucky. I guess the next time I see you will be for your daughter’s party.”

“See you then,” Bucky smiled.

He couldn’t wait for the party.

...

Finally, the day of Rebecca’s birthday arrived. Bucky had spent the night before busily transforming his humble home into a castle fit for a princess. He wanted everything to be perfect for his little girl’s special day, buying the most glittery, ruffled princess dress for her to wear, complete with a sparkly tiara. Bucky himself hired a prince costume and even managed to obtain a kitty sized dragon costume for Alpine.

Bucky spent the morning cooking, starting with a plate of pancakes for breakfast before moving onto the finishing touches on the food for the party. He had most of it prepared already but some of it needed heating.

The first to arrive was Wanda with her twin boys who were both in costume. The boys instantly ran over to play with Rebecca while Wanda was left holding the cake she had made along with her purse and the present she had bought. Bucky rushed over to help her with the items and after exchanging greetings and pleasantries, she showed his the cake.

It was everything Bucky could have ever hoped for and more. The cake was purple with ice cream cones decorated like castle turrets, topped with little princess and unicorn figurines and the words ‘Happy Birthday, Rebecca’ written in icing along with the age she was turning. Little pink flowers were piped along the sides.

“Thank you so much, Wanda. Becca’s just going to love it.”

“You’re welcome,” she smiled, giving him a hug.

Soon after Wanda’s arrival was Steve and Peggy with their child followed by Tony, Pepper and Morgan, Sam with his kid and it wasn’t long before all the party guests had arrived. The adults all mingled while the children played together happily. Right on time, Y/N arrived with her scene partner in full costume. She was wearing a knight costume while her partner (whom she introduced as Phil) was dressed as an ‘evil’ wizard. Bucky settled the kids in front of the makeshift stage and let the performance begin.

Y/N started by introducing herself as a knight dedicated to Princess Rebecca.

“That’s me!” Rebecca squealed in delight, jumping to her feet and clapping.

Y/N knelt down to be level with her, crossing her right arm over her chest in a salute.

“I vow to protect you from the evils of the kingdom.”

Suddenly, Phil jumped out of his hiding place.

“Mwa-ha-ha! I am an evil wizard and I am here to change all the cakes into broccoli!”

Bucky thought he was laying it on a little thick but there was a wave of horrified gasps from the kids.

“Not so fast, evil wizard! We will defeat you! Kids, if I’m going to beat him, I’m going to need your help...”

Y/N and Phil made an amazing pair. While Y/N encouraged the children and even a few of the parents to join in, Phil played off their reactions until he was ‘defeated’.

“You win! I will change my evil ways and use my powers for good!” he dramatically cried.

The children all cheered and clapped. The two actors took a bow and started to pack up as Bucky announced it was time for cake. The kids all raced over to where the cake was being brought out.

“Would you two like to stay for cake?” Bucky offered.

Phil looked at Y/N for permission, a hopeful glint in his eye.

“Sure. We have some time before our next appointment,” she smiled. Phil gave a big, childlike grin.

Once everyone had sung Happy Birthday to Rebecca and she had blown out the candles, the cake was served out. Steve approached Bucky.

“Hey, man. How are you doing?”

“A bit tired but seeing the smile on that little girl’s face makes it all worth it,” he softly sighed.

Steve followed Bucky’s gaze to where Rebecca was talking animatedly to Y/N. He could tell the smile on her face was genuine and not just for show. This was a person who loved their job and loved children.

“Is that the same Y/N you’ve been going on about all week?”

“I haven’t been talking about her that much...”

Steve gave him an incredulous look.

“You know, it’s okay to like her. Why don’t you ask her out?”

“What about Rebecca?”

“Peggy and I can look after her while you go out on date. You deserve to be happy too...”

Bucky thought about it for a while and headed over to Y/N and Rebecca.

“Daddy, daddy! Y/N was the mermaid at Morgan’s party! She’s magical...” Rebecca was absolutely smitten with the woman.

“I see... Can I talk Y/N alone for a minute? Then you can open presents,” he smiled.

Rebecca giggled and hugged his leg before running off to play with her friends.

“She’s a darling,” Y/N warmly smiled.

“She is... Listen, Y/N... I was wondering... if you’re not busy tomorrow night... if maybe you’d like to have dinner with me...”

“Like a date?”

Bucky’s face flushed.

“I mean, if you want it to be...”

Y/N kissed his cheek.

“I’d like that. How about 7:00 at the restaurant around the from the Childhood Dreams building. They do an amazing meal...”

“Sounds perfect,” he smiled.

This was one the best days of Bucky’s life. Not only did he pull off the perfect party for his daughter but he took a step back into the dating world with an incredible woman who somehow stole his heart.

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Sabine’s Big Day

I’m sorry for the delay, things have been a bit crazy in my life. I hope you enjoy the next Part of The Big Day (AO3)

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Sabine dabbed carefully at her teary eyes, she didn’t want to ruin her makeup, but she couldn’t help but cry. Even anxiously pacing around, Marinette was an absolute vision in her dress. And it didn’t help that Tom kept bursting into tears every time he looked at their daughter.

But no matter how much the sight made her tear up, she couldn’t take her eyes off her daughter as she tried to calm her.

“… And if Hawkmoth decides to akumatize someone?”

“Then Ladybug will handle it,” she said soothingly. “Chat Noir too,” she added as an afterthought. Unfortunately, her words didn’t seem to offer any comfort; instead, they just sent Marinette pacing in the opposite direction, wringing her hands.

“Sweetheart, don’t you think there are other things to stress over today?” She shot Tom a look as he seemingly realized what he had just said.

“Not that there is anything to worry about, dear! It’s your wedding day; this will be one of the happiest days of your life…” she trailed off as she caught sight of Fang, who seemed to be admiring himself in the mirror. Her thoughts immediately jumped to the father of the groom and the surprise Gina and Anarka had planned for Marinette and Luka.

Maybe there were a few things to worry about.

Marinette didn’t seem to hear her though, as she continued on with her tirade. “But weddings always make people stressed! All it takes is one miscommunication between the florist and the venue, and poof! Suddenly there’s an akuma that turns people into topiaries!”

She remembered that akuma all too well. She and Tom had had the misfortune of delivering a cake to that wedding when the akuma occurred. While they had avoided being turned into shrubs, it had been a little too close for comfort.

The scratching of scales against the wood floor caught her attention, and then she felt a tail brush against her ankle. She watched as Fang laid his head on her daughter’s foot, stopping her midstep as he nuzzled her leg.

Marinette froze, before her lips curled into a soft smile.“Thank you, Fang,” Marinette whispered as she knelt to scratch the flower girl's head.

“Honey…” she reached out to her daughter, gently clasping Marinette's hands in hers. “Are you sure it’s really an akuma that you’re worried about?”

“Marrying Luka is the easiest decision I'll ever make.” She began to tear up at her daughter’s words and the conviction with which she had said them. “I love him, mom. He makes me happy.”

Marinette had always been indecisive and anxious, but Luka had always been able to soothe whatever storm was brewing in her daughter’s mind.

“I know, darling.” She felt her husband’s hand settle on her shoulder.

And then they were all hugging and crying.

“Mama, Papa! You’re making me ruin your makeup!”

“You look beautiful, darling,” she heard Tom say through his sniffles.

“But let’s get you cleaned up! You have an aisle to walk down!”

***

She took her place at Marinette’s right, as Tom took his place on Marinette’s left. She forced back the tears that were threatening to well up in her eyes as Marinette looped her arms through theirs. Marinette had been adamant that either they both walk her down the aisle or no one would.

She had always known Marinette would grow up one day, but it felt so soon. It felt like just yesterday she had been holding her baby in her arms for the first time.

The moment almost didn’t feel real.

Was this how her father had felt? Right before he walked her down the aisle?

She didn’t know if she was ready to let go of her little girl yet. She knew she wasn’t losing her daughter but rather gaining a son. But it was hard knowing her baby was all grown up with a life of her own.

Her eyes met Tom’s over Marinette’s head.

Tears were leaking out of the corner of his eyes, but he was smiling. She was too.

Luka loved Marinette so much, and they had so much happiness ahead of them.

But Marinette would always be her baby girl.

The music from inside the ceremony room swelled, and she felt Marinette squeeze her arm. And then the doors opened, and they stepped towards Marinette’s future.

***

She wasn’t sure if she should sink in her seat or leap to her feet and haul Adrien out by his ear.

She had once thought of him as the dear boy, even after Marinette moved on from him. He had always seemed so sweet and polite.

But just over a year ago, things changed.

Suddenly he had seen Marinette as more than the friend he had always claimed she was, and he had begun hounding her to go out with him. She had no idea what had caused the change in his feelings, or seemingly his entire personality for that matter.

All she knew was that even as Marinette planned her own wedding to someone else— Adrien had been relentless in his pursuit; and crossed many boundaries. He had sent flowers and expensive gifts to Marinette every day, even when her daughter begged him to stop. He had shown up at Marinette’s work to surprise her. The boy had even somehow managed to get himself onto Marinette’s balcony and set up a candlelit picnic.

He was no longer the dear boy. He was simply a petulant child who didn’t understand the meaning of the word no.

Truth be told, she wasn’t entirely sure why he was here in the first place. Perhaps foolishly, she had thought he would have had the grace and dignity to turn down the invitation he had received as a professional courtesy.

But it seemed Adrien had decided to use the opportunity to confess his love for Marinette one more time, even going so far as to call them soulmates.

She hadn’t been sure if she should leap to her feet or sink into her seat when he stood, but she had to hold back a smile at the way he seemed to shrink under Marinette and Luka's glares.

Was it petty? Maybe. But under the circumstances, she could forgive herself.

She did allow herself to smile when Adrien sat down, looking thoroughly cowed.

She still couldn’t believe how much Marinette sometimes sounded like Ladybug. It was uncanny.

***

She leaned into her husband’s side as they watched Luka and Marinette seemingly float across the dance floor. It still felt surreal, knowing her little girl was a married woman now. But it was the best kind of surreal, like that wonderful place between sleep and being awake, where all the best dreams happened.

And looking at the two of them twirl around in each other’s arms, lost in each others’ eyes, tears gathered in the corner of her eyes again.

“It feels like just yesterday that was us.”

She nodded as Tom wrapped his arm around her, but her eyes never left her daughter and new son.

***

Jagged’s toast had certainly been… something.

As wonderful as Luka was at soothing Marinette’s anxieties, she had the distinct feeling having Anarka and Jagged Stone as in-laws was going to have the direct opposite effect on Tom. But it had all been fine in the end, and the croque-en-bouche had escaped Jagged’s toast mostly unscathed.

She chuckled as she caught sight of the newlyweds, who seemed to be off in their own little world. They probably would have been fine if the croque-en-bouche hadn’t made it out in one piece.

There was a good chance they might not have even noticed.

***

She was still chuckling, hours later, at the bouquet toss. She knew she would get an earful from her cousin and her daughters the next morning. But it was worth it. And it had seemed no one was willing to argue the results of the bouquet toss, which made it even better.

“I’m glad te call her me daughter.” Anarka settled herself down in the chair beside her, eyes trained on Marinette and Luka as they danced to the last song of the night.

“I couldn’t have asked for a better son,” she murmured in reply.

They sat there as they watched their children glow with happiness. She really couldn’t have asked for a better son.

He always knew how to soothe Marinette when she was plagued with stress and anxiety. He was the wind beneath her wings lifting her to fly even higher when she was at her best.

He let Marinette shine bright without diminishing his own light.

The music was coming to a close. Even as the last notes of the song still played, the couple starting making their towards the doors, waving their goodbyes to those still present.

Watching Marinette and Luka walk out the door, their fingers entwined, warm filled her chest. Even if today hadn’t gone exactly as planned, they were happy and that was all that mattered.

There was nothing to worry about.

“Ye think they’ll like the surprise?”

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