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my favourite birthday girl | j.fisher x reader

request: i would like to request can it be where jere and i are best friends and its my bday belly and conrad throw a surprise bday party for me at the becks beach house and jeremiah & i go upstairs and we go in his bedroom he confesses that he liked me since last summer and i have my first time with jere trying different sex positions like hes on top of me and im on top of him riding him & doing cowgirl style position lots of kissing can it be smut/angst and is it okay if i include my name and if not you can do y/n thanks babe❤️❤️❤️❤️🫶🏻🥰

a/n: i fricking LOVE this!! i had so much fun writing it and i hope you all enjoy!

warnings: SMUT (minors DNI), oral (fem! receiving), swearing, alcohol consumption, and jeremiah being a total sweetheart

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the sun was shining brightly through the windows of my bedroom, the morning breeze coming through smelling of sea salt. i flutter my eyes open, taking in the warmth of the summer. i reach for my phone that was charging by my bed side. the moment the lockscreen wakes, it’s full of birthday messages.

i feel myself smile as i go through the individual texts from all my friends back home in maine. i respond to them all, thanking each of them for the kind and loving messages.

after doing so, i finally decide that it’s time for me to get out of bed. i stretch out the slumber from my body before crawling out of the warm bed. i grab my phone and my bluetooth speaker and head over to my bathroom to start my birthday right.

cruel summer by taylor swift starts playing loudly as i pull off my pajamas, which was in reality one of jeremiah’s old t-shirts. i decide to text my friends to see what the plans were for the day, assuming they had something in mind.

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SUMMER GANG☀️🌊🫶

y/n!

goodmorning guys!! what are the plans for today?

stevie:

con and i are going fishing at the pier today

belly <3:

i told my mom that i’ll go to the store with her today!! sorry girl!

y/n!:

that’s fine haha have fun! tell laur i said hi:)

i should be available today i think

connie:

i thought ur coming fishing?

stevie:

yeah!! boys trip!!

belly <3:

wow i’ve nvr seen us all so busy lol

wdym it’s a regular day

connie:

nvm mom says u need to clean ur room jere

stevie:

LOL

belly <3:

so true, it’s gross jeremiah

shut upp

urs isn’t any better bells

belly <3:

y/n!:

stop being mean j

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i close my phone, a bit disappointed that it appeared that all my friends forgot about my birthday. i try to shake it off and assume that they’re all busy, so remembering a birthday isn’t that big of a deal.

i step into my shower, washing my hair with my coconut shampoo and conditioner, lathering my body with body wash, and shaving every inch of my body. i sing to taylor swift as i shower, feeling my muscles relax in the warm water. i dry myself off with a towel and pull on a cute purple summer dress that i had gotten earlier last week.

after putting on some makeup and doing my hair, i figured that i was ready to go downstairs to see my family. at least they would remember my birthday.

you only turn seventeen once, plus laurel, susannah, and my mom always told me that seventeen is an amazing year.

my mom was preparing my favourite smoothie bowl when i got to the kitchen. her face lit up after seeing me turn the corner and a smile drawn up her face, “happy birthday, my babygirl!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a tight embrace.

i hug her back, “thank you, momma!”

she hands me the beautiful smoothie bowl, “here you go, sugar! let me go get you your presents!”

my mom scurries away to her office before returning with multiple gifts all wrapped up in colourful gift wrap. she places them on the kitchen island before sitting down beside me.

i was already half way done my breakfast when my dad and baby sister came into the kitchen.

“happy seventeenth, babydoll” my dad grins, planting a kiss on my forehead, “i can’t believe how grown up you are already.”

“happy birthday sissy!” my four year old sister yells, hugging my leg. i ruffle her hair, thanking the both of them.

my mom urges me to open up the presents, she had always been a huge gift giver — seeing people’s reactions were her favourite thing. i open the sealed boxes, revealing lululemon clothing, a new ipad, gorgeous jewelry, and some makeup products that i’ve been wanting to get.

“mom!” i exclaim, in shock of the overwhelming amount of gifts, “you didn’t have to!”

“oh, honey,” she coos, brushing my hair, “it’s your seventeenth birthday! of course i had to, do you like them?”

i look at her with my mouth opened agape, “yes, yes! of course i love them all! you know me so well, thank you!”

my arms wrap around my mom, squeezing her tight.

“my first baby,” she whispers into my ear so my sister, lindsay, doesn’t hear her, “i love you with my whole heart.”

i finish up the rest of my breakfast, while also admiring my new items. my dad also takes a few photos of us, most likely to post on his facebook page later. luckily, i look decent right now.

“eat up,” my dad says to me, “your friends are probably waiting for you.”

i shrug, “they’re all busy today.”

my mom turns to me with a raised eyebrow, “seriously? do you want me to call susannah?”

i shake my head quickly, “no! it’s alright, really.”

“i’m sorry, baby” my dad squeezes my shoulder, “you can hang out with us today.”

i give him a small smile, “that sounds good.”

the rest of the day was uneventful, well not exactly. it was moreso just a typical day for us. my sister and i went swimming in our pool, i watched tv with my parents, and scrolled through my phone a ton. i really didn’t want to confront my friends about them forgetting my birthday, it would’ve been immature was what i told myself. it’s not like i’m six anymore.

i was laying on my bed when i received a text message.

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heyy pretty

wanna come over? we just came back from fishing 🎣

y/n!:

sure :)

awesome! see you soon!!

also wear something nice ;)

y/n!:

why?

not that you don’t always look nice!!!

my mom wants to take photos or smt lol

y/n!:

oooook

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my brows furrow in slight confusion of the request but i shrug it off. i get up from my laying position and go to my closet to find something ‘nice’. i find a black satin slip dress that i brought from back home, i figured this would be nice enough. i put it on and look at myself in front of my mirror.

i smooth down the material of the dress, checking how it looks from the side and from behind. i silently pray that jeremiah would like it, i’ve overheard him, conrad, and steven talk about how jeremiah is an ass man multiple times — considering how the satin material of the dress perfectly fits my bum, i’m convinced he’ll appreciate it.

i grab my phone, sunglasses, and my favourite lip gloss before heading downstairs. i see my parents cuddled up on the couch, watching a movie together with my sister fast asleep in the space next to them.

i slide on my white converse and head over to them, “i’m going over to the fishers.” i tell them. they smile and remind me to have fun and to be home by two am.

the walk over to the fisher summer home is brief, a quick five minute walk. them living only two houses over from mine always came in handy. i open up the front door before my vision became black.

“do you trust me?” he says, jeremiah’s hands clamped over my eyes.

“if you ruin my mascara, j, i might cry.” i joke, “yes, i do trust you.”

“okay, good.” i can hear his infamous smile in his voice, “come with me.”

he guides me slowly through the house, his hands still over my eyes. jeremiah lifts them off and it takes me a moment before noticing all the decorations put up around the kitchen. there are streamers hanging from the walls and across the ceilings, so many pretty balloons in every corner of the room, a huge ‘happy birthday’ sign hanging on the cupboards.

my hand flyes to clamp over my open mouth, “oh my god!”

steven, belly, laurel, susannah, and conrad all jump up from their hiding spot behind the kitchen island.

“surprise!” they all scream out. i smile widely, taking in everything,

“you guys!” i gush, as im being pulled into a hug from jeremiah, “thank you!”

his muscular arms hold me and he plants two kisses on my hair, “did you really think we forgot your birthday, pretty girl?”

i laugh, “well maybe! you guys are forgetful sometimes… like the time you forgot belly and i at the walmart!”

he rolls his eyes playfully, “oh shush, that was one time!”

“we never forget birthdays here.” susannah giggles before also hugging me, “happy birthday my gorgeous and beaming girl.”

everyone takes their turn in hugging me and wishing me a happy birthday. i thank each of them individually, the smile never leaving my face once.

“who planned this?” i ask laurel, who was carefully pulling out the birthday cake from the fridge.

“it was all belly and connie’s idea” she smiles, “now go sit!”

i take my seat next to jeremiah and steven before laurel brings the cake with seventeen candles on it in front of me. they all sing happy birthday to me and i close my eyes to make a wish.

every year since i was five years old, my birthday wish has been the same. not even just for my birthday, anytime i saw a shooting star, or tossed a penny in a fountain, or honestly any other occasion that required making a wish — it has always been the same.

it was wishing for jeremiah to notice me in the same way that i see him. it’s all i’ve ever wanted, as stupid as it can get.

i blow out all the candles and susannah cuts up the cake into slices before serving it to everyone. belly reminds me of all the birthday presents that they had gotten me, and to open it later.

after cake, susannah and laurel agree to leave the home to go to a cocktail bar so that the kids can have the house to themselves for a few hours. more teenagers from cousins start showing up, all of them wishing me a happy birthday as they come in.

drinks are being served, music is playing loudly off the multiple speakers scatter around the home, beer pong matches are being played by the pool, people dancing.

jeremiah stays next to me for the whole night, we chat with a few of our friends while sipping our seltzers.

“do you wanna go upstairs for a bit?” jeremiah says to me in a hushed tone, “y’know, to get away from this?”

i nod, “yeah, for sure.”

he smiles, taking my hand into his own and guiding me through the crowd and up the stairs. we walk to his bedroom, he closes the door behind me and locks it. jeremiah places his drink on his dresser and offers to put mine next to it, i agree and soon we’re both seated on his bed.

we make small talk, him asking about my birthday so far as he rummages around in his desk drawer. he sits back down beside me, facing me. he places a small velvet box into my hands,

“open it, my favourite birthday girl.” he smirks, looking into my eyes. his hand was on my thigh and i can feel myself blushing.

i think i can get lost in his ocean eyes, they’re so beautiful and full of life. i smile and carefully open it, inside was a gorgeous golden ring with a large (what im assuming was a fake) diamond on it.

“j…” i gasp, lifting the ring out of its box and admiring it, “this must have costed a fortune.”

he shrugs, “anything for you, look on the band.”

i bring the ring closer to my eyes and see that there’s an engraving on the inside of the band.

in love with my best friend <3

my jaw drops, “jeremiah?”

i look up at him, our eyes interlocking. he slowly nods, “i love you, y/n — i’ve always have, i thought it was a childhood crush and i don’t think i really realized until last summer that i truly do love you.”

“can i?” he asks, taking the ring from my hand. i nod and he carefully slips it onto my finger before being it to his lips and kissing it.

i pull him into a kiss, my hands rested on his cheeks and his on my waist. he kissed back almost immediately. my hands move down to his built chest and gently push him down onto his back, our lips never leaving each others. i adjust my legs so im straddled on him,

“i’ve always loved you too.” i whisper against his lips, he smiles into the kiss and kisses me harder.

his fingers fiddle with the edge of my dress, hands sliding up and down the back of my thighs before squeezing my ass slowly, “god, i couldn’t take my eyes off of you in this dress. it makes your body look so fucking good.” jeremiah groans.

i lower my crotch onto the evident tent in his pants, he gasps at the contact while slowly grind my hips on his.

“fuck, you’re gonna make me come in my pants.” he moans into my ear as i flip my hair onto one side. i bring my face to his jawline, kissing it and licking the soft skin. his hands tighten around my ass and i moan at the contact.

his hand slips under my dress and to the lace material of my thong, his finger slide underneath the band of it. he lifts it before letting it go, the snap of my underwear against my skin making me moan louder.

“sit on my face,” he tells me in a low voice, i feel myself getting even more wet and excited at the tone of it, “let me give you another birthday gift.”

he lifts me by the waist and moves me so my core is hovering above his mouth. i grab onto his head board while jeremiah slowly moves the lace material to the side and lowers me onto his face.

i gasp loudly when his tongue licks a long stride between my folds. he moans into me, “fuck, you’re so wet for me, baby.” he mumbles against me, the vibrations causing me to throw my head back in pleasure.

jeremiah dips his tongue into me, licking up all the juices and tracing figure eights against me. i squeeze the headboard tighter, becoming a moaning mess quickly. his tongue is magic. he fucks me with his mouth, my thighs shaking around his head,

“shit, jere.” i cry out, feeling my high coming closer. his hands squeeze my ass yet again before landing a smack on my left ass cheek. i moan loudly in response, my body flowing with immense pleasure, “fuck, i’m gonna come!”

he never slows his tongue as i feel my orgasm come crashing down on me. waves of pure pleasure crashing down. jeremiah licks up every last drop as i slowly come down from the high. i move myself down from his face and back down towards his groin. i lean down to kiss his passionately, tasting myself on his lips,

“holy shit, i can eat you out all day long.” he says to me as his hands fumble with his pants. he kicks off his pants and boxers. his erection slaps his lower abdomen and i drool at the sight of it. it’s huge, red tip begging for attention and veins pulsating on the sides of it.

i move to give him a blowjob but his grip on my waist prevents me from moving, “it’s your birthday.” jeremiah tells me, “you can give me head another time.” he winks

my hips position themselves above his thick and veiny cock and i lower myself onto it. he fills me up perfectly and we both moan loudly at the same time. every inch of him inside on me as i bottom out.

i slowly start rocking my hips against him, both of us becoming a panting mess. his hands never leave my hips, lifting me and slamming me back down onto his dick.

“you feel so good, baby” he praises, “you tight pussy feels amazing around me, fuck”

i continue riding him, my hands tangled up in his hair, pulling it which makes him moan.

“i- i think your cock was made for me.” i whisper in his ear before kissing him harshly.

he smirks, “oh yeah?”

and i nodded feverishly before he flips us around so im on my back and his on top of me, “sorry baby, i want to be in control now”

he pulls out almost entirely before slamming himself back in, the new position making him hit me even deeper than he was before. he thrusts harder and deeper, my back arches and i grab onto the sheets beside me, “fuck i’m close” i cry

“me too, hold on.” he continues fucking me, littering kissing on my face and neck. i can feel my inner muscles squeezing around him which makes jeremiah groan, “i’m fucking gonna come.”

“let it go.” he encourages me, his thumb going down to start abusing the bundle of nerves. almost immediately, i feel myself orgasm. my legs tightening around his waist and i feel him finish inside of me. he releases a series of curse words as he fucks us both through our orgasms.

a few moments after he pulls out and rolls next to me. we’re both breathing heavily, trying to catch our breaths, “holy shit” i pant out, looking over at him.

he grins, “that was amazing.”

“beyond amazing.” i repeat and he laughs,

“fuck, i should’ve asked you this before.” he says, reaching over to cup my face, “will you be my girlfriend, y/n?”

i blush, “yes, a hundred times yes!��

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Danny’s Journal or A Countdown to the Beginning

Summary: A look into the year leading up to the accident from the perspective of a forgotten journal.

February 9, 2002

Dear journal. Mom and Dad said they had a surprise for me and Jazz when we get home from school. Please God don't let it be another ghost gun or something. My hair is still singed from the last one.

Update. It was, in fact, a gun. Jazz now has a mild burn on her arm and is screaming how they need therapy. Not disagreeing but I don't think it's going to happen.

February 12, 2002

Dear journal. Happy birthday. A year ago Jazz gave you to me for my birthday. How my parents haven't accidentally destroyed you I don't know.

Me Tucker, Sam, and Jazz went out to eat for my birthday. Sam even had her family driver take us a town over to try that new restaurant. Well, that's what their excuse was. I think they were trying to get me out of the house for a little bit since Mom and Dad are going on a rampage through the house disassembling all the appliances. It's 10 pm and I can still hear noise coming from the basement.

March 26, 2002

I have the best idea for an April Fools prank. It involves chez whiz and glitter.

April 1, 2002

The prank worked like a charm. The jocks are going to smell like cheese for weeks. And they ain't ever getting the glitter out.

On the downside. Dash broke my arm and Mom and Dad put a “Fenton Anti-ghost Cast” on me. It kinda glows and makes my arm feel weird.

April 23, 2002

Sam’s birthday party was a glorious disaster this year. Her mom decided to do a princess-themed party. We have been preparing for this day since Sam found one of her mom’s work journals. We managed to sneak paint and glitter bombs into the venue before anyone got there. We even managed to get one on each of the chandeliers. It was awesome. Everyone got covered in black paint and red glitter.

What we didn’t account for was Grandma Ida hiring professional snake handlers to bring in a bunch of snakes for Sam. The snakes were non-venomous and luckily were all caught after one of the rich people bumped into the table that the snake cage was on. And the paint was non-toxic so it was easy to clean off the snakes too without them getting sick. Still kinda feel bad that the snakes got caught in the crossfire though.

May 20, 2002

🎵Schools out for the summer!🎵 Lol this is going to be so exciting. Our last summer as middle schoolers. Nothing but the big leagues after this!

June 13, 2002

Dad wants to go camping for Father's Day so we're going to head out tomorrow morning. Think I heard them mention Lake Arrowhead. That'll be cool. Haven't fished there before.

June 15, 2002

I don't know how but we're in Gotham. Apparently, there's some stupid ghost conversation going on so we're going to be stuck here for the next week. On the pulse side though I found a really cool cafe not too far from the hotel. And they don’t seem to care if you just hang out as long as their not busy and you buy something. Me and Jazz will probably be spending a lot of time here or at their library. It’s huge and has an entire section of space!

June 16, 2002

Turns out I'm allergic to something called Blood Blossoms. Mom and Dad ended up having some guy try to cleanse me of “the evil spook” after I accidentally brushed up against the flowers he had on his table. Jazz had to convince them to get me to the hospital. Luckily one of the guys walking around had an epi pen. So that helped. Still sucks and now I'm stuck at the hotel while Jazz frets like a mother hen. I don't think she's even realized that she has a rash on her hand from when she threw the flowers away from me.

June 19, 2002

So… Batman is real… wtf? He apparently has some questions for Mom and Dad but they haven't come back yet. He apologized to me and Jazz for waking us up and gave us suckers? Which. Weird. And Jazz threw them away when he left because “stranger danger is still a thing even if they are a hero”. RIP little Root Beer flavored DumDum. You will be missed.

And on the other hand, Robin was pretty cool. He's snarky and brave and hilarious and he is just so cool. 10/10 New favorite Robin. He even gave me a book recommendation for the report I'm supposed to turn in at the start of freshman year.

June 22, 2002

We were supposed to leave Gotham today. We were supposed to finally head to one of the lakes on the way home to do some camping and fishing. We were supposed to have a relaxing time. So please journal. Can you tell me why the giant wannabe scaly just threw the GAV? Now we are going to be stuck in this stupid city for another week while Mom and Dad fix it.

June 24, 2002

I made a new friend! Do you remember that cafe I talked about a few days ago? Well, I met a guy there. His name is Jason. He’s an absolute lit nerd but is way cool. The guy’s got muscles underneath his school uniform too. The guy looks like he could snap me like a twig yet isn’t at all like Dash. Hopefully, we can keep in contact after we head back to Amity. For now, we are planning on meeting up at the cafe tomorrow with our favorite books. I found “Star Stories”at the library so I’m bringing it with me. I don’t know if he likes stars but I hope he likes some of the stories about them.

July 9, 2002

Finally back at home. Dad had smuggled fireworks into the GAV (how they didn’t explode when KC threw it in Gotham idk) so we spent the 4th of July shooting them off at the lake. We ended up going to Lake Erie for the camping trip because Mom heard something at the convention about a ghost hanging out around there. Didn’t see any ghosts but the fishing was good. I even caught a bass the size of my head! All around it was really fun! Oh and the stars were so clear! The Summer Triangle was so clear you could point out Vega, Deneb, and Altair! It was so cool! Did you know that Vega is in the Lyra constellation? Or Deneb is in the Cygnus Constellation. And Altair is a part of the Aquila constellation!

Maybe I should ask if Mom and Dad could get me another journal for charting the stars. I’ll need the practice if I want to become an astronaut.

July 29, 2002

It’s a good thing that I got two of everything when me, Sam, and Tucker went shopping for school supplies. I got a lot of new space-themed stuff but the moment I got home Dad insisted on ghost-proofing my new backpack… It melted. I don’t even know how he managed to melt a canvas bag. It didn’t even catch fire first. Just started melting the moment Dad started spraying his new “Fenten Ecto-Rejecto Spray” on it. Wtf Dad.

On the plus side, Sam found a new coffin backpack and Tucker was able to get a new bag that had a pouch that he can put the walkman he got yesterday for his birthday. He is so hyped about it.

August 6, 2002

School starts next week and I am so hyped. Finally going to be a high schooler. Cool Kids Club here we go!

August 15, 2002

Kill me now. May the Gods strike me down and end my suffering. May the Faits find me lacking and cut my string. May the Crone tear me from the tapestry, the mother rejects my thread from the loom and the maiden take the wool of my youth and set it aside.

Sam has just informed me that that isn’t quite what the Mother, Maiden, and Crone do but whatever. Just know that everything sucks because apparently someone called the house phone and told Mom and Dad that there was a ghost in the school. The A-listers are blaming me for ruining their high school debut.

August 30, 2002

Mom and Dad have started making more noise in the lab than normal. It’s gotten to the point that Jazz has been spending more time at the library to study. Speaking of Jazz, she has been obsessing over self-help and psychology books lately. I mean. Jazz has always talked up therapy but now she’s kinda getting snooty about it. Sam suggested we start hanging out at that gazebo thingy at the park so we can get our work done on the nicer days. We’ll have to hang at Tucker's place though on the rainy days. Sam’s parents have decided that it’s time to put their foot down and get Sam to “socialize with your actual peers Sammy-kins so that you can make better connections and start networking” or whatever. So basically Sam’s mom doesn’t want her to be associated with us plebs I guess.

September 8, 2002

Mom and Dad repurposed the fridge so they could put samples in it. Apparently, the one in the lab broke. The green stuff in the tubes kinda creeps me out. Jazz is yelling at them about it. I kinda agree. Cross-contamination anyone? Think I’m gonna eat out at Nasty more often.

September 28, 2002

Either I’m going crazy or the leftover chicken and noodle soup in the fridge was moving. Like the noodles were wiggling around like worms or something. Jazz ordered pizza.

October 5, 2002

There are new wires in the house now and they glow? Mom said that they had some sort of breakthrough and are using the samples that they have to coat some of the tech in the house to “ecto-proof” it. Apparently, the ectoplasm doesn’t like electronics so they weren’t really able to mix it with tech too well. Some of Mom’s blueprints look like Star Wars blasters. Dad’s are less impressive.

October 29, 2002

Mom and Dad have locked me and Jazz in our rooms because of the “Ghost Menaces”. Me and Jazz have both taped warning signs on our windows so some brave trick-or-treaters don’t accidentally get hurt.

November 1, 2002

The signs worked but I saw Mom and Dad taking off in the GAV around midnight. Whatever. Me and Tucker did manage to reach a new level in DOOM last night so that was cool. And it’s World Vegan Day today so Sam is going to take us out to eat at a vegan place for dinner. I have no clue what Tucker’s going to eat. Well probably get it to-go so he can get something.

I found out where Mom and Dad went last night. The cops showed up and gave Mom and Dad a ticket for destroying a part of the park's water fixture. Someone had organised a haunted forest thing in the park and my parents went absolute ape.

November 2, 2002

Who told Mom and Dad about Dia de Los Muertos? Or that there was a little remembrance celebration/party thing going on today because of it? I’ve decided to make deviled eggs in protest of their chaos and have also bought candy skulls to eat.

November 18, 2002

Apparently, there is an Occult Day(?) and Sam insists we spend the day researching cults. Tucker has found a tech cult online that says there is “Techno Magic” and he is now trying to learn it. Sam has found a book of curses and has been giggling since she found it. Sam giggling is terrifying. I am concerned.

November 28, 2002

The turkey came to life and attacked us. Mom and Dad are blaming ghosts but me and Jazz agree that this is totally their fault for putting the stupid ecto in the fridge. At least the rest of the food was edible. I mean. It had a kinda glowing but I haven’t gotten sick yet. So yay?

November 29, 2002

So the food wasn’t good and I ended up getting sick this morning. fml Jazz is mad that I ate some of it. I am fully aware of what food safety is Jazz. But I was hungry and after the turkey, I was just tired and hangry. I had no clue you had ordered pizza so :p

December 5, 2002

On the 5th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me! Nothing because my family is insane. Mom and Dad are already starting their yearly Santa argument. Sam and Tuck are both out of town to visit family for the holidays, Jazz is avoiding the house because it’s “disruptive to my mental development” and I’m grounded for yelling at Dad when he burst into my room and accidentally made my little Rover fall off the shelf and brake.

December 9, 2002

Mom and Dad’s insanity is ramping up. They almost never leave the lab now and whenever I try to bring food down to them they either just mumble and keep working or start arguing again. The whole in the wall has a frame now too.

December 24, 2002

I made a mistake when I brought Mom and Dad their dinner today. In my defense, I was just tired of them yelling about Santa. So I asked why they had hazmat suits but me and Jazz didn’t if ecto was so dangerous. Because if it’s that dangerous then the fact we have ecto in the fridge means that we should all have suits. Jazz is furious with me cause now our parents are making us try on our new suits tomorrow. I am terrified of whatever monstrosity they create no matter how “fashionable” Dad claims they will be.

December 25, 2002

It’s worse than I thought. Mine’s white.

January 15, 2003

Gods, I hate this. I’ve been sick for the past week and Jazz says we’re almost out of soup. I keep going back and forth between being hungry and puking up whatever Jazz feeds me. Mom says that she has some tea that may help but when Dad brought it up it tasted funny. It did make me feel a little better but it just had a really weird taste. Dad said it’s just because I’m sick so everything tastes funny right now.

January 19, 2003

Is it weird that I want to lick the ecto in the fridge? I’m pretty sure it is but it still kinda looks lickable to me. Like how you know that D batteries are not edible but almost everyone has licked one at some point?

Jazz just gave me a lecture about putting things in my mouth that I shouldn’t… Again…

January 27, 2003

Jazz scared me this morning. I walked into the kitchen this morning and just saw glowing eyes. Like a cat’s eyes in the dark. Jazz thinks I’m hallucinating from lack of sleep because of the all-nighter I pulled with Tuck trying to pass the next level on DOOM but I swear that her eyes were glowing.

February 9, 2003

I’m starting to worry. I know they're obsessed with their dumb portal but they haven’t eaten in 2 days. Jazz is planning on going down there and persuading (yelling at them) them to eat if they don’t come up for dinner tonight.

February 12, 2003

Happy Birthday to me. I am now 14 years old. Mom and Dad forgot it was my birthday again. They ran into the kitchen this morning because they completed their portal. They even dragged me and Jazz down into the lab to see them turn it on before we went to school. It didn’t work and now Mom and Dad are going to take a drive around town to clear their heads. They probably won’t be back until dinner time. Sam and Tucker are coming over after school though so at least it will be quiet while they are over. And I think Jazz is going to make a cake if the box of mix I saw her trying to hide from me yesterday is any indication.

#danny phantom #a touch of #dpxdc #journal #oneshot

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jackharloww · 1 year

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“mommy made a big wrong.”

Summary: Reader may or may not have forgotten Jacks birthday.

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You woke up with the biggest headache this morning, Grace had walked into the room and woken you up. The night before you had arrived from Australia and the jet lag was no joke, and being pregnant it made It a lot worse, you barely even know what day it was. You knew Jack needed the sleep so you took Grace and got out of the room.

You put on the TV on low volume for Grace to watch in the living room while you made the both of you breakfast. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich for Grace and a ham and cheese sandwich for you. You both cuddled up on the sofa with a blanket over you as you ate and watched TV.

What you didn’t know was that Jack had woken up when Grace got in the room, but pretended to be asleep. Today was the 13th of march and you had a tradition where the birthday kid gets to sleep in while the rest of the family comes in with a cake and sing happy birthday in bed. Jack didn’t want to ruin it by waking up, so he stayed in bed waiting for you and Grace to come. He had accidentally fallen back to sleep and woke up after an hour, but still no cake and no song. He waited another 20 minutes before looking at the date on his phone. It was indeed the 13th and he had received some birthday messages. He sighed and got up from bed, he heard the sound off the TV and saw you and Grace sitting on the sofa laughing at something that happened in the movie. He furrowed his eyebrows and rubbed his eyes while he walked up to you.

“Good morning daddy” Grace jumped up from the sofa and ran to her father. He picked her up and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning my angel” He walked up to the sofa and sat at the other side of it, barely acknowledging you sitting there. He usually gave you a good morning kiss.

“Good morning babe” you said happily “We’ve already had breakfast, but I can make you a sandwich if you want” you smiled at him.

“no it’s fine” he shook his head and quickly glancing at you before putting his focus on Grace. “Did you sleep good baby?” he asked her as she nodded before climbing of his lap to grab Carrot that had fallen down from the sofa.

“I woke up with the biggest headache this morning, jet lag is no fun” you chuckled and waited for Jack to respond. He just nodded and hummed before getting up from the couch,

He walked to the kitchen, turning on the water kettle. You wondered why he barley said any words to you, maybe he was just tired. You got up and walked up to him. He was making himself a sandwich as you stood behind him and put your arms around his waist, your small bump putting a little space between you.

“I told you I could've made you one” you mumbled against his back, planting a gently kiss on it. He was wearing his white tight T-shirt. He didn’t say anything, he just continued making his sandwich.

“I like that shirt on you, you look handsome” you let go of him and stood beside him to get a better look.

“I know” he smirked and walked away with his sandwich. You stood there for a few seconds wondering what could've gotten him in such a bad mood. It’s probably the jet lag and the lack of sleep, he’s had a lot going on these few days so you didn't want to push it. While Jack and Grace sat in the living room just chilling, you started to unpack all of the bags and cleaning around the house.

Jack saw you walking with a big box to your room and immediately came after you “Can you stop?” he asked annoyed

“With what?” you asked him, confused at what he was talking about

“You have to be careful, You have my son in there” he grabbed the box from you arms. “You don't have to clean now, just go sit down or whatever” he rolled his eyes as he went to put the box in the room.

“I’ll be in the studio” He said as soon as he came back, he bent down and gave Grace a kiss and then started to walk away.

“The studio? Now? You should be resting” you raised your eyebrows at him.

“Nah, I’d rather be down there” he answered and continued to walk away to his home studio. You just shrugged and sat down to play with Grace for a while.

After about half an hour you heard a few knocks on the door. You weren't really expecting anyone so you wondered who it could be. You peeped out from the windows to see Maggie standing outside. You hurriedly walked to the front door with Grace in tow, excited to see her grandma.

“Hi Maggie, come in” you gave her a big hug as soon as you opened the door.

“Mama Maggie” Grace exclaimed and lifted her arms for her grandma to pick her up.

“Why haven't you gotten dressed yet young lady” Maggie playfully scolded Grace as she was still in her pajamas and messy hair.

“Why? What's up? you chuckled, confused as to why Grace had to get ready.

“I’m here to take Grace…” she looks around and whispers ”Didn’t you make birthday reservations?” You looked at her like she was crazy.

“isn’t it tomorrow…?” you carefully asked, afraid to hear the answer

“Oh no its today love” Maggie gave you a gentle smile, seeing the shocked expression on you face.

“Are you serious?” you whispered, receiving a nod, “That's why he's been in such a bad mood today” you exclaimed, finally getting why Jack was being so standoffish.

“Well you still have the reservations don't you?” Maggie asked, trying to make you feel better.

“I do” you said, rubbing your bump “ugh he's probably so annoyed with me right now” you sighed

“Was wrong mama?” Grace asked, seeing you stressed.

“Its dadas birthday today baby, and mommy forgot about it” you felt the guilt creeping up on you and you felt like the worst wife ever. You had planned this day for awhile, you talked to Maggie about taking care of Grace and you've had his present and everything.

“mommy made a big wrong.” Grace noted, but stretched out her arms for you to grab her. You did and she gave you a hug “Is okay mama, jus say sorry”.

Maggie got in and helped you with getting Grace ready, she changed her and fixed her hair as you got her overnight bag ready. Thankfully It didn't take that long.

“And we’ll be expecting you tomorrow for lunch right? Me and Grace are going to bake him a cake” Maggie said as they both put on their shoes and jackets to go out. “Of course, thank you so so much Maggie” you hugged her tightly

“No need to thank me love, you know we love having Grace around” she smiled at you.

“Grace you wanna go say bye to daddy?” you asked her receiving eager nods. You grabbed her hand and walked with her to Jacks studio, carefully opening the door. He was sitting on his chair in front of a computer listening to different beats. He turned his head at the sound of your footsteps and quickly turned his head back around. You heard him sniffling “baby?” you carefully say

“mhm?”

You leaned down and looked at him “are you crying?” you whispered, not wanting Grace to get worried.

“No, you know I have allergies” he clears his throat “what’s up?”

“Your mom came to pick Grace up, they've missed her” you gave him a gentle smile. His eyes looked so sad it made you feel even more guilty about forgetting what day it was. He just nodded and got to pick up Grace and give her a hug. You grabbed your phone and tried to make sure you had the reservation, which you did, while Grace and Jack had their moment.

“Have fun baby” he kissed her cheek, Grace hugged him tightly and whispered a tiny “happy birthday daddy” He looked at her surprised and felt his heart getting warm. His mom must’ve told her he thought and hugged Grace even tighter “I love you baby girl” he said. “I love you too daddy” she gave him a kiss and then he put her down, before returning back to his chair watching you both walk out to Maggie. He let out a loud sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.

As soon as Maggie and Grace left, you returned to the studio. You opened the door and walked in, not even earning a glance from Jack. You walked up to him and turned his chair around before sitting on his lap. He put his arms around you to support your body, and looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“Happy birthday” you gave him a small smile,

“Its about time” he mumbled, rolling his eyes at you

“I’m sorry, It totally slipped my mind that today was the 13th” you told him, bringing a hand up to hold his face, making him lock eyes with you.

“Baby you got to believe me,I don't want to make excuses but with the jet lag and pregnancy brain I didn’t know what day it was today” you sighed, you felt him starting to rub your hip with the hand that was around you, finally showing you some affection.

“It’s fine” he sighed

“But it’s not, I'm sorry I didn't mean for this to happen” you explained yet again

“You’re right its not, it did make me irritated. But I don’t blame you babe. Jet lag can be a pain in the ass” he chuckled and you felt relieved seeing his beautiful smile. He tucked a hair strand behind your ear and leaned in for a soft kiss. “I forgive you, don’t feel bad” he kissed you one more time.

“Get dressed we have a reservation” you pulled away and got up from his lap.

“How fast did you get that?” He laughed

“Babe, I just forgot today was the 13th. I’ve had this planned for a while now. That's why your mom picked Grace up” you explained

“So you do love me?” he pretended to be touched, putting a hand to his heart and wiping fake tears away.

“of course I do silly” you stood on your tippy toes and gave him a kiss, before the both of you went and got ready for your night.

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taglist: @hoodharlow , @pianoisland , @harlowcomehome , @itsyagirljaz , @neon-lights-and-glitter , @heavyhitterheaux , @nattinatalia , @harlowsbby

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow x y/n #grace Harlow #jack harlow fic #jack fic #jack harlow stories

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togrowoldinv · 11 months

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Mama Nat Masterlist

Hi everyone! I wanted to put my soft mama Nat fics in the same place, so here’s this masterlist.

Find my main masterlist, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1, and Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2 here. Follow my library blog @togrowoldinvlibrary for fic updates!

I’m also going to include more information about the kiddos below all of the links. Happy reading!

A Few Chicks: Spending the perfect Saturday with Natasha and your kids

Clingy Ali: Your daughter wakes up sick and she clings to Natasha.

Cookie Monster: Morning snuggles with the family

Even Though I’m Leaving: Natasha says goodbye to your daughter before leaving for a mission

Family of Four: A couple of soft moments with Natasha and your daughter after the birth of your son

Gingerbread Houses: You and Natasha start a new holiday tradition with your kids

Golden Egg: Clint invites your family to the farm for an Easter celebration and egg hunt

Her Girls: Nat gets home from a mission and needs some healing snuggles.

Her Greatest Protector: Reader is married to Natasha and they have a daughter together. Your daughter wakes up sick and you’re out of town, but Natasha takes care of her.

Her Hero: When your daughter says she wants to be like Natasha when she grows up, Nat has a hard time believing that’s a good thing. You are there to assure her that it is.

In Her Arms: You’re Nat’s wife and get hurt on a mission that she wasn’t on. She worries about you with your kids and the team as she waits for you to get out of surgery.

In the Dark: When the power goes out, Natasha makes the most of it

Let the Record Show: You and Nat make an important decision about your careers

Like Otters Do: You and Nat celebrate your oldest daughter’s birthday with a day at the zoo.

Mother’s Day: You celebrate Mother’s Day with Natasha

My New Dream: Family movie night!

Safe & Sound: Natasha sings your daughter a lullaby

Snow Day: You and Natasha play with your kids in the snow.

So Loved: You come home from a trip and reunite with your family

Something to Cherish: Natasha always knows how to comfort her daughter.

Storms Rolling In: You have a family tradition when the weather outside gets messy

Stuffed Animal Emergency: When her daughter’s stuffed animal rips, Natasha comes to the rescue

Team Mom: You coach your daughter's softball team and Nat brings the team snacks.

The Best Day: Natasha takes the kids to the park.

The Best Medicine: Natasha comes home from a mission to find you sick with a cold and your daughter worried about you.

The Family Grows: You and Natasha have been fostering two children. You have an important conversation with the oldest one

The Godmother: You and Natasha ask Maria an important question

Through Her Eyes: While tucking your daughter in, Natasha overhears you telling the little girl about her mama’s hero ways

Valedictorian: Your daughter is the valedictorian of her class and the whole team and family watches her graduate

Walks Like a Duck: When you show up at home with ducks, Natasha tries to say you can’t keep them. With the help of the kids, you might just change her mind

Welcome Home: Natasha comes home from a mission to be with her family again

We’ll Have a Little Girl: You and Natasha find out some big news about your baby.

When Did She Grow Up?: You and Nat’s daughter has her first date.

Winning Goal: You and Natasha watch your son play soccer and fluff ensues

You Are My Gift: Natasha and the kids make you a Valentine’s Day breakfast.

Meet the children:

Alianovna Yelena (Ali): Ali is the oldest child. She loves basketball, spending time with Natasha, and is a great student. Ali is your concert buddy and you have so much fun together.

Ivan Steven: Ivan is the second oldest. He plays soccer, basketball, and golf. He loves spending time with Uncle Tony and wants to help protect the world from harm.

Jackson Philip (Jack): Jack is one of newest kids to the family. He was adopted by y’all along with his little sister. Jack plays soccer and basketball. He also spends a lot of time with his uncles, but Sam is his favorite.

Belle Ann: Belle is the second youngest kiddo. She loves princesses and her Aunt Yelena. She’s adopted as well. Belle loves to snuggle and can often be found in Natasha’s office anytime she’s working.

Taylor Rose: Taylor is another new addition to the family. She clings to her brother Jack, but she also warmed up to you quickly. Taylor loves dancing to music and wants to be a ballerina when she grows up.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff comfort

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mayflowers515 · 3 months

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You know what? I like you.

Have some random incorrect quotes of the Critters!

(Not specific to the AU. Canon? Idk, these are just for fun-)

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Bubba: I don’t know how you have your foot in your mouth, your head up your ass, and your nose in my business. But here we are, you fucking wizard.

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Bobby: Crafty, when’s your birthday? Crafty: Why? So you can look up my natal chart? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me? Bobby: …So I know when to wish you a happy birthday.

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CatNap: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

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Picky: What do we say when making bread? Hoppy, glumly: That's the dough rising. Picky: And what do we NOT say? Hoppy, sadly: That's the yeast fucking.

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Bobby, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?! Picky, standing in front of Bobby: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen* Bobby, crying: Please...stop...

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Kickin: Ooh, I like your accent, where you from? Someone: I am Liberian. Kickin: Oh, my bad. Kickin, whispering: I like your accent, where you from?

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Hoppy: Like, no offense to myself and all, but what the fuck am I actually doing?

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Kickin: This should be illegal! Bubba: It is.

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DogDay: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back. CatNap: Why are you telling me this, I don't care. CatNap, right after DogDay leaves the room: I miss him already.

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Literally anyone: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back. Bobby: Why are you telling me this, I don't care. Bobby, right after literally anyone leaves the room: I miss you already.

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Bubba: Crafty told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

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DogDay: What the fuck is wrong with you?? CatNap: What? No good morning? DogDay: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??

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DogDay: You saved me! Why? CatNap: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.

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CatNap: *out cold on the ground* (he's just asleep, dw) Crafty: Oh my god, do you think he's okay?! Kickin, holding a bucket of ice water: Who cares?! *dumps all of the water on CatNap's face*

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Kickin: This is horrible! This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me! Hoppy: Oh-? Even more humiliating than- Kickin: We are not doing this!

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Bubba: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. Literally anyone: Okay? Bubba: … Bubba: … Bubba: Actually it’s gonna bug me if I don’t, so—

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Kickin: You... you said I could trust you!! Kickin: You said you were a GAMER!!! Picky: Kickin... I only play mobile games. (probably those farming and restaurant simulators) Kickin: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

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DogDay, singing: I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need— Bobby: A family. Crafty: A better love life. Bubba: Mental stability. Picky: *clueless* Bagels?

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Hoppy: FUCK THE CHAIR. PARDON ME FOR MAKING MYSELF COMFORTABLE DURING A SINCERE HEART TO HEART DISCUSSION WITH A DEAR FRIEND IN NEED! Hoppy: BUT THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO CEASE STRADDLING THIS DEEPLY OFFENSIVE PIECE OF FURNITURE! AWAY WITH YE, FOUR LEGGED TEMPTRESS! DISTRACT US NO MORE WITH THE MOST BASIC AND UTILITARIAN FORM OF COMFORT YOU SUPPLY! Picky: Hoppy just threw a tantrum about a chair. Picky: I just won Hoppy Tantrum Bingo.

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The other Critters, in a room with Hoppy, Kickin, and Picky: It’s calm in here. The other Critters: It scares me…

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Bobby: What's worse than a heartbreak? Hoppy: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging. Crafty: Waking up in the morning. CatNap: Waking up.

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CatNap: "You look tired" well, the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease.

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Post Hour of Joy DogDay: "You look tired" well, the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease.

The sillies :>

🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

#smiling critters #bubba bubbaphant #bobby bearhug #craftycorn #catnap #pickypiggy #hoppy hopscotch #kickinchicken #dogday #incorrectquotessmilingcritters

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jungle-angel · 4 months

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Sunshine and Surprises (Miles Miller x Reader)

Summary: Miles wakes you up one morning with the best surprise of your life

Tagging: @floydsmuse Happy bday Meggy my dear!!!!!!

You lay in your bed, still deep in sleep with an arm coiled around hour waist, warm breath on the back of your neck and gentle fingers laced and curled into your own. You giggled when you suddenly felt your husband's warm lips pressed softly against your cheek.

"Good morning sweetpea," Miles murmured, his voice still heavy from sleep. "Happy Birthday."

You giggled again, feeling him smiling into the kiss. "You remembered?"

"Always do," Miles yawned. "Wrote it down on the fridge calendar and everything."

"Thank you Miles," you said, rolling over to face him.

His kissed you again, ghosting a few feather light kisses across your lips and cheeks and one on the tip of your nose. "Now you wait here a minute," Miles told you, placing a kiss on your lips. "I've gotta run downstairs for a few minutes, but you rest a little longer and get a bath if you need it."

You kissed him back before he disappeared, snuggling a bit further into your bed. The sun was already streaming through the cottage windows and you knew you weren't going back to sleep anytime soon. You ran yourself a hot bath in the joined bathroom, throwing on a new pair of jeans and your favorite shirt fresh from the laundry, before heading downstairs. The little radio in the kitchen was already going, playing "Shambala" by Three Dog Night, a favorite of yours and Miles.

"Oh getting fancy now are we?" you chuckled.

Miles laughed as he scraped the sliced peaches on the cutting board into the blender full of ice and Proseco. "Smelled it coming down the stairs huh?" he asked.

"And it smells delicious," you purred, kissing his cheek. "Didn't know you had a bit of a bartender in you."

"Papa Owen taught me how when I was a kid," Miles explained, pouring the liquid peach mixture into a fluted glass for you. "He used to run speakeasies in Indy back in the day. One hell of a bartender.....and a hell of a good cook too."

You wished you could've met Otis's father and his mother after hearing all the stories Miles told about his grandparents. One day you had both hoped to look through the photo albums of both sides of the family and have a few framed for Miles's parents.

"Alright, one for the birthday queen," Miles said. "And one for the bartender."

You laughed, clinking the glasses together and enjoying the morning as Miles finished making your favorite breakfast, singing along to whatever song came over the radio and dancing like idiots in your kitchen and laughing as Miles caught you in his arms.

#miles miller #miles miller x reader #bad times at the el royale

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ts1m1kas · 7 months

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Original Ask: how about kostas thinking his girlfriend forgot his birthday, literally everyone wished him a happy birthday but she didn't, and after training he comes back a little moody but finds a sweet cake baked with his girlfriend apologizing cause she wanted it to be surprise!! (@findingnemosworld)

Word Count: 1085 words

(author's note: thank you for the request my love !! i've been waiting desperately for a kostas request, so this one really inspired me 🫶)

Kostas woke up with a smile on his face. The sun shone through the curtains, illuminating the bedroom he shared with his girlfriend. However, today was extra special. It was his birthday. Kostas loved his birthday. He enjoyed nothing more than spending time with his family and the celebrations that came with the occasion.

He picked up his phone from his bedside table and began to reply to the mass of birthday wishes. His instagram inbox was the most full. Fans from all over the world took time out of their day to wish him happy birthday. It warmed his heart to know that he was appreciated and supported by so many people.

Kostas turned on his side and gently pulled his girlfriend closer to him. He decided to wake her up by pressing soft kisses onto the skin of her neck. Eventually, Y/N woke up and laid her head on Kostas’ chest.

“Good morning, baby,” she whispered tiredly, “Did you sleep well?”

Kostas was confused. He had expected her to say happy birthday and press a kiss to his lips. He decided not to dwell on it and chalked it down to her early morning tiredness.

“Yes, I slept fine.” He replied, trying not to let his annoyance show.

“Are you sure, you seem irritated?”

“Yes. I’m sure. I need to get ready for training now.”

“Okay my love,” she replied, smiling up at him as he got out of bed.

Kostas just looked away, knowing the hurt would be written across his face. He moved over to the wardrobe to busy himself with getting dressed. Y/N watched him intently. She always said he looked his best in the morning.

Once he was ready to go, he said a brief goodbye to Y/N and left. As he drove to the training ground he mulled over the events of the morning. Surely she hadn’t forgotten his birthday? Y/N was never the type of person to forget important dates. She always remembered every detail about the people she held dear to her.

The drive was over before he knew it. Kostas pulled into a parking space, grabbed his training bag off of the backseat of his car and headed inside the building.

The AXA training ground was one of Kostas’ favourite places to be. Football had been his passion since he was a small boy playing on the streets of Greece. He never in a million years thought he would be where he was now. The peaceful feeling overtook him as he made his way to the changing rooms.

Pushing open the door, Kostas walked in. “Hello birthday boy!” he heard Andrew cheer.

"Come on everyone, let's sing him a song!"

As his teammates began to sing happy birthday, he felt instantaneously better. At least they had remembered his birthday.

Meanwhile, Y/N felt awful. She knew it was Kostas’ birthday, but in order to surprise him she had to pretend she’d forgotten. She also had to pretend she didn’t see the wounded look on her boyfriend’s face as he came to the conclusion that she really hadn’t remembered his special day.

As soon as Kostas had left the house, Y/N jumped into action. She blew up balloons and littered them down the hallway. She stuck up banners in every room and hung up bunting on the doorways. Once she was satisfied with the decorations, she checked her phone.

Y/N had ordered a custom cake for Kostas from his favourite bakery. She meticulously planned the design before sending her ideas to the bakers. She had finally received the text that told her it was ready for collection.

Pulling on one of Kostas’ hoodies, she set off to the bakery. Once she had arrived, the workers brought the cake out for her to look at. It had a white icing base with blue detailing to reflect the flag of the country he had grown up in. Written on top of the cake was ‘Happy Birthday Kostas!’. Y/N paid for the cake and they packaged it up for her. After thanking them for their help, she began her walk home.

Kostas had just finished training. Luckily for him, the training session hadn’t been too gruelling and he wasn’t too sweaty. He changed out of his athletic gear and into the tracksuit he had arrived in. He then began his journey home.

Pulling into the driveway of his house, he exited the car, locked it and pulled out his house keys. He was still feeling sour from his morning, although the team had done a good job at cheering him up. Unlocking the door, his eyes widened when he saw the decorations. Y/N was sitting at the bottom of the staircase and upon seeing her boyfriend enter the house, jumped up and ran into his arms.

Kostas dropped his bags and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend’s middle. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and smiled down at her.

“Happy birthday handsome,” she said, looking up at him, reciprocating the smile he was directing at her.

"I knew you wouldn't forget."

“How could I forget one of the most special days of the year?”

This elicited a laugh from Kostas as he leant down to give his girlfriend a proper kiss. She smiled into the kiss and when they broke apart, grabbed his hand and began to lead him to the kitchen.

“I have another surprise for you.”

Once she had pulled Kostas into the kitchen, she motioned for him to stand in front of the box on their kitchen counter. Kostas looked up at her, giving her a look that read; should I open it? She nodded at him, urging him to continue.

Unwrapping the ribbon, Kostas pulled the lid of the box open and raked his eyes over the cake that lay inside. Looking up at his girlfriend and back down at the cake again, a warm feeling spread through his body. Kostas had never been so in love with anyone in his life.

He moved over and pulled Y/N into another hug. Once they pulled away, Kostas took a deep breath, “Thank you so much γλυκό κορίτσι. I love you.”

“I love you too, Kostas Tsimkas. I’d never forget your birthday.”

The pair then grabbed forks and sat at their dining table to eat the cake. The cake was not only a symbol of Kostas’ birthday, but a symbol of the love the couple shared.

#kostas tsimikas x reader #kostas tsimikas #fanfiction #fanfic #football #liverpool football club #lfc #hot footballers #liverpool fc #request #by ts1m1kas #🧡

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thecameronchronicles · 2 years

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November 4th

TW: Smut. Language.

SUMMARY: You decide to make Drew’s birthday morning VERY special.

WORD COUNT: 700

REQUESTED

Anonymous asked:

Omg pls do a story for Drew’s birthday

November 4th

You knew it would have to be this morning as his family and friends would pull him in every direction today. Texts and voicemails having already flooded his phone enough to wake him and remind you that you would have to behave yourself once the day began as the day's docket was already filling quickly.

Brunch with the Starkeys, shopping then bowling with Odessa and Austin, drinks with JD and clubbing with Chase, Rudy, and the girls. You also knew that by the time you would be home, you wouldn't be able to give the enthusiasm and energy he deserved. So as he shuffled awake to the buzzing of his phone, you pulled yourself over him in a straddle.

"Is it too much if I ask to be woke up this way everyday?" He teased as his hands came to your waist. But you wanted this to be special. Something more than the healthy sex life you made a priority for and to one another. For that, you set his hands softly over his head before taking a light kiss to his lips.

"I don't want you to lift a finger, baby…this is about you-"

"But I want to touch you-I need to."

"Not yet…" You explained while pulling the clasps of your bra loose and watching him smirk with pride in knowing you were all his.

"My god…you're so fucking perfect…"

"I want to make you feel good baby.."

"Then get up here…" He spoke while lickijf his lips as you shook your head and lowered past his waist.

"I just ask one thing, baby…" You whined as you looked up at him from beneath those heavy lashes and bedroom eyes.

"I want to know when you're close for me…okay?"

"Fuck…" He breathed before slowly nodding as you began to stroke him. A single shot of spit making his jaw clench as he basked in the dmall moments you managed to make so sexual. You lathered him completely before taking him behind your smirk, watching him fist the sheets in ecstasy while his hips began to move against you..

"Mmmm…" You moaned to deepen his pleasure as he would not.

"Yes…Oh shit…" He winced, "Just like that…" He endorsed, your name now a curse between breaths.

"I don't wanna come yet but, fuck-" You nodded, twisting his base and leading him closer closer that edge.

"Ride me baby, please…but I wanna watch that ass…just how I like it-" You obliged, wiping the drool from your chin before positioning yourself over him.

A small smack to your ass made you turn back and face him to relish in the look of pleasure across his face in having you in his favorite position.

"I'm not gonna last like this-fuck!"

"I don't want you to last! I want you to come, Drew…I want you to fill me up however you want…as many times-"

"Oh my God…" He groaned.

"Just use me until you can't take it anymore…and then let me take care of you-"

"I'm gonna come baby…you feel so fucking good, I can't take it-"

"Good. Come inside me, Drew! I want-" You were forced turned by his hands, taken into doggystyle and pulled up to his chest.

"You are the best part of every day, baby…but you definitely know how to make today special…" His hand came to your clit as your grip wrapped quickly around him.

"You don't get to deny me today…I want you to come with me-" You nodded, keeping that grip around his wrist for your own stability, before you both moved in perfect rhythm to one another.

"Happy birthday, Drew…" You groaned as he took a hold around your neck, pulling you to kiss him while his paces quickened.

"Sing it for me…" He teased as your attempts failed rather quickly as he would smirk.

"Just sing for me baby-"

"Drew! I'm so close!"

"Me too baby…come with me-"

"Drew!"

"Baby!" You both warned with breathless gasps before you felt his grip tighten around you as he kept you as close to him as possible.

"I wanted to be the first to give you a present…"

"Does that mean I don't get to unwrap you later?"

"You can whenever you want, Drew…" You confessed as he smirked.

"Then get on your back…I want my favorite breakfast…"

Taglist: @hopebaker @iovdrew @penny4yourthoughts @magnificantmermaid @pickingviolets @lovedetlost @trikigirl271 @maybankslover @slut4starkey @slvtherinseeker @obxiskewl @obxxrxfes @bluesongbird @slut-era @ailee-celeste @rafesbae

#drew starkey x reader #drew starkey smut #drew starkey #drewstarkey

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k4zushi · 4 months

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100 reasons to live.

to finish your goals

to conquer your fears

to see your family again

to see your Favorite artist live

to listen to music again

to experience a new culture

to make new friends

to inspire

to have your own children

to adopt your own pet

to make yourself proud

to meet your idols

to spend time with friends

to laugh until you cry

to feel tears of happiness

to eat your favorite food

to see your siblings grow

to pass school

to get tattoo

to smile until your cheeks hurt

to meet your internet friends

to find someone who loves you like you deserve

to eat ice cream on a hot day

to drink hot chocolate on a cold day

to see untouched snow in the morning

to see a sunset that sets the sky on fire

to see stars light up the sky

to read a book that changes your life

to see the flowers in the spring

to see the leaves change from green to brown

to travel abroad

to learn a new language

to learn to draw

to tell others your story in the hopes of helping them

Puppy kisses.

Baby kisses (the open mouthed kind when they smack their lips on your cheek).

Swear words and the release you feel when you say them.

Trampolines.

Ice cream.

Stargazing.

Cloud watching.

Taking a shower and then sleeping in clean sheets.

Receiving thoughtful gifts.

“I saw this and thought of you."

The feeling you get when someone you love says, “I love you."

The relief you feel after crying.

Sunshine.

The feeling you get when someone is listening to you/giving you their full attention.

Your future wedding.

Your favorite candy bar.

New clothes.

Witty puns.

Really good bread.

Holding your child in your arms for the first time.

Completing a milestone (aka going to college, graduating college, getting married, getting your dream job.)

The kind of dreams where you wake up and can’t stop smiling.

The smell before and after it rains

The sound of rain against a rooftop.

The feeling you get when you’re dancing.

The person (or people) that mean the most to you. Stay alive for them.

Trying out new recipes.

The feeling you get when your favorite song comes on the radio.

The rush you get when you step onto a stage.

You have to share your voice and talents and knowledge with the world because they are so valuable. 64.Breakfast in bed.

Getting a middle seat in the movie theater.

Breakfast for dinner (because it’s so much better at night than in the morning).

Pray (if you are religious)

Forgiveness.

Water balloon fights.

New books by your favorite authors.

Fireflies.

Birthdays.

Realizing that someone loves you.

Spending the day with someone like you.

Opportunity to create meaningful and lasting relationships.

Potential to learn, grow, and evolve as a person.

Joy and happiness in the little things.

The power to inspire others.

The ability to create art, music, and other forms of self-expression.

To explore different cultures, traditions, and ways of life.

Help protect the planet.

Experience the joys of parenthood and raise a family.

Learn new things and develop new skills.

Create a legacy that will outlive you.

Being wrapped up in a warm bed.

Cuddles

Holding hands.

The kind of hugs when you can feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders.

Singing off key with your best friends.

Road trips.

Spontaneous adventures.

The feeling of sand beneath your toes.

The feeling when the first ocean wave rolls up and envelops your toes and ankles and knees.

Thunderstorms.

Your first (or hundredth) trip to Disneyland.

The taste of your favorite food.

The child-like feeling you get on Christmas morning.

The day when everything finally goes your way.

Compliments and praise.

to look on this moment in 10 years time and realize you did it.

this was for everyone, i mean it, anyone who sees this, bc ily, i rlly do, and i hope you don’t even think about doing harsh things to yourself. take a break, drink some tea, have a hot bath, spend time with friends, just.. relax.

ilove this sm bc i just realized i haven’t been stargazing yet which rlly sucks bc it’s on my imaginary bucket list

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ohmotherwhereartthou-if · 11 months

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Hello author! Since it was my birthday today, I wanted to send this ask in to all my favourite blogs! How would the ROs plan for and celebrate the MC's birthday?

Awww! Oh my goodness happy birthday!!!

(I don't know if you had sent this in earlier and I am just seeing it now, if so I am so sorry but happy late birthday!)

I am very flattered you thought of this blog as one of your favorites. 💙🥳

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Cassandra: She would personally plan everything herself and just order what she needs and hire people to come and help her set everything up. She would pick your favorite foods and plan out your favorite activities, a perfectly scheduled day just for you.

From an early delicious breakfast to a romantic sweet dinner.

Valeria: Spends the week before working hard on baking all your favorite sweets just the way you like them and making the perfect cake. She conscripts her family to help set up the party venue as she tries to keep everything a secret from you (fails miserably since she is a shit liar). On the day of she blindfolds you and walks you out to the party and has everyone scream "Surprise!" as she takes off the blindfold. A table of your favorite food and snacks, all made by her, is layed out and everyone gathers up to sing you happy birthday. Once the candles are blown and cake is cut, she takes your hand and drags you to the dance floor where music is playing loud and everyone is smiling!

Tomás: He buys you a very beautiful piece of jewelry that he surprises you with when he wakes you up softly with kisses in the morning. He tells you happy birthday as he puts it on you and holds you tightly and tells you just how happy he is that you were born and now an irreplaceable part of his life. Spends the rest of the day however you want, holding your hand and looking at you with loving eyes.

Ludovica: She tries to make you a cake, it looks all lopsided with her pretty handwriting frosted on the top telling you happy birthday. At least it does taste good! She kisses your cheek as you blow out the candles and she takes you by the hand and guides you out into the garden where there is a picnic basket and blanket laid out in the center. She packed your favorite snacks and wants to hand feed you all of them, she then tells you that if there is anywhere you want to go; she would be willing to go with you. Even if that means going outside the villa, she would feel safe and happy as long as she is with you.

Aurelio: Wakes you up with a new puppy or kitten (whichever you prefer) licking your face. It's yours now as so is this this large budget, whatever you want lets go do or get. He lets you choose how you want to spend your day and he will happily pay for all of it.

Elio: I will not lie to you, he will probably forget your birthday.

Would feel really bad about it when he learns that he missed it and that it hurt your feelings, he would tell you he is sorry and that he would like to make it up to you. Whatever you want, you got it.

Don't worry about money, he can just pester Aurelio for it.

#omwat #OMWAT #ask #ludovica #cassandra #valeria #elio #aurelio #tomas

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chiquititaosita · 1 year

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omg so when i was growing up i remember watching dora a lot and to this day i sing the bate bate chocolate song i be shaking my ass too it ngl.......can i get a fic of an afro-latina reader making homemade chocolate with sanji? and they dance bachata? i would cry mwah TE AMO

bear note: THIS MADE ME GIGGLE ON THE BED! I was wheezing it was so adorable to make this, I had the best time making this one. This fic can be applied to all latinas and indigenous latinas. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUMMIE! I HOPE THIS MAKES YOUR NIGHT!

Bailes y Chocolate

sanji x afro latina reader (female)

post type: fic

It was a nice middle of the evening time. You were on the thousand sunny, trying to fall asleep. All you could do was toss and turn, trying to relax. The only thing that kept you up was nothing but banging. Groaning lightly out of frustration, you sat up.You haven’t known why you couldn’t sleep. Usually you were fine, but tonight wasn’t the night. You craved the scenery of your home island. Of course, you missed the food that your family would provide you with and the music. but the only thing you missed at the moment was the chocolate. Homemade Latin Chocolate. The taste that it had melt into your mouth. The way it cracked into your mouth. Or even when you snapped it into a few pieces, just to make something yummy. Fuck you didn’t care you just craved chocolate.

Was it something that your ancestors wanted to eat, a message from the universe? What was it. You just had this feeling to get up from your pajamas wearing your boyfriends grey sweats pants, and a black tank top. you began to walk out of your room exiting the girls quarters walking to the sound, sounding like it’s coming from.. the kitchen?

Who the hell is in the kitchen at this time

The second you hear banging sounds, you weren’t sure what they were, but now when you walked towards the kitchen it sounded like taps. Maybe it was someone walking, or stomping their feet for you to hear. You didn’t care. You still investigated. Only to happen to find out it was the blonde love cook that happened to be your boyfriend Vinsmoke Sanji. he was trying to open a cacao bean. Mans was struggling to crack it.

“FUCK!!!!!! WHY! WONT! THIS! DAMN! THING! OPEN?!!” he yelled in between syllables, and your eyes widened in confusion. Opening the door to see you just waking up from needing to use the bathroom.

“Hmm Sanji, what are you doing….it’s 4 in the morning…” you grumble walking towards him, as you close the door on the way in.

“Y/n Mon Amour!!!” He ran over to you, embracing you and your luscious curves, your textured hair kissing your face.

“I’m sorry did I wake you or have you been awake?” He was doing his daily check up routine to check on you and your well-being. Sanji had always cared for you, since the the fact you joined he treated you with the upmost respect as a human being.

“N-no. I’ve been awake, I heard banging sounds, then I heard you yell.” You giggled gazing into sanjis blue-grey orbs. He loves how your eyes squint when you smile and laugh. Especially when you’re flustered if hide in your hands.

“Oh I’m sorry my princess!- how can I ever receive your forgiveness?” And there he goes being all dramatic, you giggle once more kissing his eyebrows.

“I want chocolate,” You smirk slightly at your blonde boyfriend knowing what’s about to go down. you just want to tease him, when you dance with him in the next few hours. Now you’re letting go of his embrace so he can smoke. Sanji smokes like a mf train I sttt

“As you wish my princesa, actually I was going to make chocolate right now, do you want to help me ?” He puffed out his cigarette, and your eyes literally were popping out their Sockets making stars.

You immediately washed your hands because SAFETY FIRST! is mandatory! You couldn’t help but laugh at your boyfriend when he’s struggling with that cacao bean.

“Amor, do you need help?” You looked at him in confusion when he just gave up, giving you the look you do it.

“Maybe you should cut the shell, than bang on it.” You gently scoot over grab the knife from the drawer, and placed the cutting board in front of you. Making a small incision inside of the pod. Once you finished you just took it apart.

“Y/n!!! My darling!!! You’re so good!! Ahh! KAWAII!” He was all up in the air. I mean yes he was nice but he needed to be more fulfilling.

So once you found the fermented and dehydrated beans “My love are you sure you want to add those too?”

You nod giving him the cinnamon, and sugar “it’s how my abuelita makes it. You’re just gonna grind the nibs the cinnamon, then sugar, after that you finally add milk.” you smile at him and you give a sheepish grin. He can’t get mad at you. You both work as a team. You put chocolate on his nose and couldn’t help nigh laugh your ass off.

While you both put the chocolate away to set, you walk to the speaker to play some bachata, luckily you found some. “Yes! He has the good ones!” Sanji didn’t know what you were doing, but he watched you danced a little bit, the way you moved to the left then two more steps rhythmically, to the right. POP that’s when your hips kinda go out if that makes sense. You’re moving you’re body in a figure eight motion as you’re dancing. he just couldn’t help but observe than watch.

“Well don’t just stand there admiring my ass jiggling get over here and dance with me.” you playfully pouted.

“Alright alright my dearest. Hold on, I wanted to see how I could join you.” he chuckled walking up to you, beginning to hold on to your waist.

“Nope, one of your hands will be on my waist, and you hold my hand.” You correct him, it’s usually doesn’t matter but to you it depends on the song that plays. This one had a bit of a soft to it.

“As you wish my love.” He chuckles as he presses his forehead against yours. Y’all stayed in one place. But still kept moving to the beat

“You know I’m glad I got to stay up and go check on you.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I got to spend time with you, while you were working.” you leaned against him yawning slowly.

“Awee are you getting tired?” You nodded as he carried you bridal style onto the pull out futon he had in the kitchen in case he was too lazy to leave and sleep. So you just slept there all bundled up, off to dream land at last.Not long after you received a kiss on your forehead by sanji, which falls asleep 30 seconds after you.

“Good night my love, I had fun today. And I can’t want to have many more moments like these with you.”

#bears chisme <3 #sanji x latina reader #one piece x reader #one piece imagines #sanji fluff #black leg sanji #sanji x fem reader #strawhat sanji #vinsmoke sanji x reader

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tsunderedoctor · 2 years

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If it's not too much trouble, could I ask for an emergency request? My grandparents passed away two and some years ago. I know people say time is supposed to lessen the pain, but today is my birthday and I still hurt. They would always call me on my birthday, first thing in the morning to sing happy birthday to me, and it still breaks my heart that I didn't wake up to that today. I just... They were among the few who I believed actually loved me, ya know? And this is the one thing that hits hardest. Anyways, I'm sorry to ramble at you, could I maybe request Law, Katakuri, Benn or Marco just comforting someone crying? But not romantically? I just want to feel small and loved again.

I will do my very best on this!! So, I kind of made it to where the reader was maybe a sibling figure to these characters. I hope that’s okay!! I love you so much!!💜💜

Seeing your crying face reminds him of Lami, a dark part of his past he always tries to push down. Staring at your shaking figure, the brunet glares at the floor, uncertainty finding it’s way in his blood.

Patting your shoulder softly, the man sat next to you as you turned to face him. Your eyes puffy and red from crying. “You can talk about it, if you want I mean.”

His voice held a shaky grasp, but his eyes shown that he was serious, he was here for you and would listen to whatever you needed to say. Reaching out to the older man, you gave him a hug. His body already going stiff as you cried on his shoulder, damn this brought back memories.

Letting out a sigh, the man only patted your back once more as you got comfortable by his side. Even if he hated to admit it, you were still family and for that he would be there.

It wasn’t something new to the man, his younger siblings always came to him for advice or some form of protection and comfort, usually from their mother. So seeing your crying face, he accepted it whole heartedly and let you in his room.

Expressing yourself to the large man, you told him your past, how your family was gone but you wanted them to be near again. Part of him could understand that, with everything happening in the world and the fall of his mother, it seemed like his own family was falling apart.

Handing you a donut, he let out a sigh as he took a bite of his own. “There isn’t much we can do to change the past, but let’s try to make a better future together.”

Using the rest of his break time to sit with you, he smiled softly as you told him stories of your family and how they made you the person you are today.

Always the patient one in the group of pirates, he didn’t raise a brow as you came to him with wet eyes and a disheveled face. Believe it or not, he was used to this, Shanks sometimes coming to him drunk, moping about the past and how he was getting old.

Putting out the cigarette, he only hummed in thought as he listened to you speak. Unfortunately, he couldn’t relate, family wasn’t something he was fond of, but you always managed to be his soft spot.

Leaning against the railing of the deck, he spoke softly. “I might not be able to fix this, but know we all care for you and are here for you, we are your family now too.”

Comforting people was never his strong suit, but he would do his best for you. Ruffling your hair, he grabbed two beers, handing one to you as you toasted to new family.

Ah, those tears reminded him of his freckled crewmember and friend, a younger brother he came to love, just as he loves you. Giving you a patient smile, he waited for you to speak up about the problems clouding your mind as he nodded in understanding.

“Ace was the same way, while Pops was able to help him, he isn’t here for you. But as acting captain, I suppose I’ll take you under my wing.” Cracking a wry smile, the man walked ahead as you followed after him.

Smiling once more as you two were side by side, he stared out at the ocean. Listening to you ask questions about the old commander, someone you hadn’t gotten a chance to meet yet.

Spending the rest of the afternoon together, you both spoke about your loved ones and how you treasured them. Marco found himself smiling more as you began to look more energetic and alive, maybe being captain wasn’t so hard after all.

#tsunderedoctor #emergency request #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar d law #trafalgar law #trafalgardwaterlaw #charlotte katakuri #katakuri #benn beckman #marco the phoenix #marco op #one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece comfort

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lostdreamr-blog1 · 2 years

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Open When It's Your Birthday

Requested: Thank you @deanscroissant for this letter idea! Sorry it took so long to get out!

Summary: Dean’s time is up, and the hellhounds have come to collect. He knew leaving you would be hard, so he left a bunch of letters to help you cope. Even if it was only for a few months…

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1,022

Happy Birthday Sweetheart,

I knew today was going to be hard on you with this being your first birthday I missed, but I’m hoping this letter makes up for some of it. I told Sammy to give you this first thing when you wake up because even though I’m not there, I planned out the whole day for you. Sam is actually helping me a lot today, so play nice. We couldn’t break the long-standing tradition of chicken and waffles for breakfast. In the kitchen should be just that sitting ready on a plate for you. I want you to go in there and eat them while I tell the first of many stories today. My family never did birthdays before you came into our lives. I would get my brother a small gift when we were younger but didn’t continue that when the two of us got into our teenage years. Birthdays for you were like Christmas to little kids. You made sure that whoever’s day it was knew that they were loved. The best part about you starting this new tradition with us, is that Dad’s birthday was the first one that came up. I remember how excited you were that morning and roping Sammy and I into making a cake and putting up a few decorations in the motel room we were crashing in. Dad came back that evening clearly tired from the hunt and all I could think of was, “please God don’t crush her and get pissed off at the decorations.” But to my surprise, Dad gave you one of his rare smiles and wrapped you in a hug. You didn’t see it, but he actually wiped a tear away at what you had done for him. That was one of the first moments when I realized just how special you were.

Now that breakfast is done, I want you to get changed and head down to the lake we found a few years back down the road from Bobby’s house. Go down and sit under the tree you and I used to lay under when we wanted to get away from life for a while. You will find a small picnic basket with a few of your favorite snacks and a bottle of that crappy wine you always seemed to like for some reason. Remember the first year Sam was off at college, and it was his first birthday away from us? Dad and I were on a hunt, and you conveniently weren’t feeling well which made us leave you behind. I just had this feeling you were going to do something that I couldn’t ever do and go surprise him. I didn’t get that confirmed until Sam’s birthday rolled around when the gang was back together. He told me that he came home from class and found easily 200 balloons scattered throughout his apartment and a cake on the table. It was one of the first times he regretted running off to college because that day wasn’t going to be special like the ones before. But even when we were all giving each other the silent treatment, you still went out of your way and made him feel loved. I never did thank you for that.

After you have finished with the basket, I want you to head back to Bobby’s house and into the kitchen. There should be two glasses of whiskey on the table and a cake for you. Sammy and Bobby will horribly sing happy birthday and you will blow out your candles while making a wish. I made a wish on my last birthday that you will find happiness in this life. I knew by making that deal that I would be making life so much harder than it needed to be for you. But you always told us that birthday wishes would come true no matter how long it might take. I’m putting a lot of faith into your words and hoping that it will come true in this case. Before we started dating, I wished on one of my birthdays for you to be mine. I kept telling myself it was stupid to believe in something so childish, but it only took a few months later for your hand to be in mine. You’re probably wondering about the two glasses of whiskey. I need you to hear me out when I explain this and try to have an open mind. It took me a while to come up with last year’s wish and how I was going to help it come true. One glass is for you that you can drink now. The other glass represents me. I want you to take as much time as you need, but once you drink that second glass you are going to start letting go of me. Right there in front of you is a life that the two of us shared filled with love and many happy memories. Until you start to let go of me you won’t be happy, which means my wish won’t come true. And you of all people know that birthday wishes always come true. When you are done with the drink and you see the glass empty, you know the chapter with me in your life is finished. You can think back on how amazing the drink was, but if you leave it sitting out too long it will go bad. And the last thing I want for you is to hang on to me too long and cause your life to go by without happiness. Promise me you will at least try, Y/N. This may not be the ending you wanted for your birthday, but you know I am only trying to look out for you. I love you too much to let you keep going the way you are. You are so much stronger than you think, and I have all the faith in you that you will find happiness once again. You may not hear me but I’m singing you Happy Birthday from down here. I love you, sweetheart. Forever and always.

Dean

Thank you all for reading these!! This series has been shown so much love and I cannot thank you all enough! Requests are open and the ones I have gotten will be coming out soon. For those of you who are new to this series, my masterlist is in my bio with the rest of the letters. They can be read in any order!

Tag List: @stitchintimefan @princessvader15 @leigh70 @peaches007 @deanscroissant @hellhound-whisperer

#dean winchester x reader #dean x reader #dean winchester #dean winchester fanfiction #spn edit #spn #supernatural #dean x y/n #letters #fiction #supernatural x reader #supernatural fanfiction

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dream-a-little-longer-1 · 2 years

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Been awhile, sorry >.> Hope you've been doing well! My birthday was yesterday, but I was wondering if I'd be able to request on how Albert, Mycroft and Louis would celebrate their s/o's special day.

Thank you once again ♡

Oh my goodness!!!!

Im so so sooo sorry i didnt see your request!!!you cant imagine how sorry i am!!!

Happy belated birthday!!!i wish you a long life full of happiness and success!

I hope you enjoyed your birthday with your favorite boys!!!

Love, Luna

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Albert

•bring out the best wines; because this man is overjoyed!

•its not every day where Albert can celebrate such happy day

•so be prepared to be absolutely spoiled!

•Albert will start your birthday from the morning;waking you up with a loving kiss to your forehead,cheek,and then your lips while whispering 'happy birthday' all along

•Lunch will be along with the Moriarty gang

•its basically chaos

•and when its finally evening and time for dinner

•Albert will take you to the best restaurant in London

•and orders the finest wine and the best dish

•your dinner is filled with laughter and comforting chatter

•and when its time to go home,you two take your time to walk through the park

•holding each other hand tightly;while your smile matches each others'

•and its under the bright moonlight

•that Albert takes your hand in his

•plants a soft kiss on the back of it

•before pulling you close by a hand on your waist

•and gives you a long, passionate and sweet kiss

Louis

•Louis definitely would surprise you by a breakfast in bed

•this sweet boy is so excited, he probably had planned the whole thing from months ago

•so when he sees your sleepy face light up with a bright smile that makes youre eyes shine

•his whole heart stutter from how much love he's feeling for you right then

•he spends the morning doting over you; listening to your happy chatter while he gets you everything you want

•And after you eat a quiet lunch together,he takes you out

•you stroll aimlessly through the parks,along the ice cream and crepe carts

•and be sure that Louis will definitely get you whichever you point at

•he will definitely blush a deep red when you try to feed him,but doesnt declines

•And when its finally around time for dinner,Louis starts walking you back home

•you suppose he'll cook himself;since he rathers to spend his time in quiet just the two of you

•but what you didnt expect was to open the door to the Moriarty mansion,and be attacked by the sound of your friends' and familys' cheers as they all sing you a happy birthday song

•dinner is a chaotic event

•with Sebastian drunk and singing atop of his lungs along with James Bond

•you dont notice Louis slipping past you

•and when the lights suddenly go dark,and everyone start singing again

•Louis comes,with a cake in his hands,no doubt made by himself

•he sits beside you,and the light from the candles is the only thing that makes you see the shine in Louise's scarlet eyes

•and when you blow out the candles,you dont really wish for anything

•because you already have all the happiness you ever wished for

Mycroft

•Mycroft is a classy guy

•he will start your day with kiss to your forehead,and a happy birthday in a low voice

•he'll cook you a simple but perfect breakfast,and makes you your favorite tea/coffee

•birthday with Mycroft is a private event,but never boring or without excitement,quite the opposite actually

•even though its just the two of you for your birthday, Mycroft makes sure to make your birthday the best day of your life

•he'll definitely spoil you;getting you too many presents and not stopping even though you tell him its more than enough

•and for dinner

•Mycroft will bring you to the rooftop

•prepared by the help of Miss Hudson and Sherlock

•and you're speechless as you gaze upon the sky,and see millions upon millions of stars twinkling above

•the scenery is so romantic and breathtaking,that you hardly notice how Mycroft pulls you close

•and only look at him when he kneels down in front of you

•the tears that shine in your eyes are even brighter than the stars as you see the beautiful,small diamond rings in a black velvet box

•and when you whisper your answer with a laughter and a hiccup

•you know this will forever be the best birthday in your entire life

#moriarty the patriot fanfic #moriarty the patriot x reader #moriarty the patriot #ask #albert james moriarty x reader #louis james moriarty x reader #mycroft holmes x reader

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togrowoldinv · 2 years

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Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2

I ran out of links on my first Nat masterlist, so I’m making a part 2! Yay for so much Natasha!

Fluff:

A Date to Remember: When Maria takes you to a party, she helps you realize your feelings for Natasha

A Soft Place to Rest: You always nap with your head on Natasha’s shoulder or lap, but when will your feelings for each other finally come to light?

Accidental Cuddles: You keep ending up in situations where you’re cuddling with Natasha

At a Coffee Shop: Natasha always comes into your coffee shop and orders the same thing. One day you ask her if she wants to try something new

Batter Up: When she notices you’re stressed, your girlfriend takes you to do some unconventional stress relief

Beautiful Crazy: Some plans throw a wrinkle in your day, but Natasha still wants her wife when she wants her

Becoming Blonde: You comfort Natasha when she has to dye her red hair

Blanket Thief: Natasha always steals the covers from you

Concussion: When Tony hires you on at Stark Industries, you meet Natasha. She isn’t sure about you at first, but once she offers to teach you self defense things begin to change

Detka: In the midst of the battle and in the aftermath, Natasha saves you

Fair: A soft conversation with Natasha

Fear of Heights: When Natasha takes you on the jet for the first time, it’s a night with many firsts

Happy: Waking up with Natasha

Just Right: You and Natasha have your first date. In an unexpected turn, she ends up bonding with your young daughter

Mistletoe: You’re starting to think Natasha is getting you under the mistletoe on purpose

Mountain Getaway: You and Natasha go on a mountain vacation together

Never Really Done This: When Natasha is having a hard time falling asleep next to you, you ease her worries

New Year’s Day: One very special midnight

Reunited: Natasha comes home from a mission

Set List: Natasha goes to a concert with you

Stay: Late night snuggles with Natasha

Sweet Nothing: The love you and Natasha share is soft and sweet

Taking Care: When Natasha gets home from a mission, she needs help washing her hair

Tattoos: Natasha invites you to a pool party and you see more of her body than you ever have

Thanksgiving: Natasha brings you home for Thanksgiving

The Kind of Love We Make: It’s been a while since you and Natasha have had a relaxing night at home, but she’s determined to fix that

The Truth: When Natasha is forced to go on a mission with you, you’re surprised by her behavior

Thin Line: It’s a life or death situation, and there’s a thin line between love and hate

Truth or Dare: While playing truth or dare with the team, feelings get revealed

Washing the Dishes: Natasha Romanoff can do just about anything, but she’s never washed dishes. You offer to help her and feelings come to light

Soft Mama Nat:

A Few Chicks: Spending the perfect Saturday with Natasha and your kids

All That Matters: Natasha and her daughter have a disagreement, but there’s nothing they can’t work out.

Birthday: Natasha wishes your daughter a happy birthday

Cookie Monster: Morning snuggles with the family

Even Though I’m Leaving: Natasha says goodbye to your daughter before leaving for a mission

Family of Four: A couple of soft moments with Natasha and your daughter after the birth of your son

Gingerbread Houses: You and Natasha start a new holiday tradition with your kids

Golden Egg: Clint invites your family to the farm for an Easter celebration and egg hunt

In the Dark: When the power goes out, Natasha makes the most of it

Mother’s Day: You celebrate Mother’s Day with Natasha

Safe & Sound: Natasha sings your daughter a lullaby

Storms Rolling In: You have a family tradition when the weather outside gets messy

Stuffed Animal Emergency: When her daughter’s stuffed animal rips, Natasha comes to the rescue

The Family Grows: You and Natasha have been fostering two children. You have an important conversation with the oldest one

The Godmother: You and Natasha ask Maria an important question

Through Her Eyes: While tucking your daughter in, Natasha overhears you telling the little girl about her mama’s hero ways

Valedictorian: Your daughter is the valedictorian of her class and the whole team and family watches her graduate

Welcome Home: Natasha comes home from a mission to be with her family again

Auntie Nat:

Farmhouse: Natasha brings you home to Clint’s farm and you share a soft day with the family

Take a Chance: When you go the Barton house, you meet a newly welcomed to the family Natasha.

Hurt/Comfort:

All I’ve Ever Known: All Natasha has ever known is how to hold her own, but now she wants to hold you too.

Anti-Hero: When Natasha wakes up from a nightmare, you assure her that her love is priceless and that you’ll never leave her

Close to My Heart: Natasha always wears her wedding ring on a necklace when she goes on missions and she always comes home safely. This time you worry when she doesn’t come home on time

Forgiveness, Can You Imagine?: Before a mission, you and Natasha found yourselves at odds. After the battle, injury leads to forgiveness.

Goldfish: When Natasha gets hurt on a mission, you wait with the Avengers to see her fate

To Be Okay: After an overwhelming day, Natasha holds you

Worry: Natasha rushes to be by your side when you get hurt

Comfort:

A Ring: When Natasha is nervous about getting married, you reassure her that what you have is forever

Baby, Kiss it Better: When your girlfriend gets home from a mission, you inspect her injuries and help her feel better.

Blue Christmas: When you get an emotional gift at Christmas, Natasha is there for you

Castles Crumbling: Trying to get through to Natasha can be a difficult task, but you’ll never give up on her.

Grilled Cheese: Natasha comforts you during a time of loss

Marbles: Natasha comforts you when you can’t sleep

Rescue: Natasha reads to you after a long day

Sometimes They Come Back: You once knew Natasha, but one night she left the red room to pursue a better life. What happens when you meet her again?

The Stars Shine Out For You: Natasha comforts you with her embrace and her kind words

Smut:

Assistant: Natalie Rushman is the new assistant to hotshot attorney y/n.

Come and Find Me: Your objective is always the same: to take Natasha Romanoff down. But you never can seem to accomplish it

Grapejuice Blues: One last time with Natasha

Heat Wave: Natasha works outside in the heat and you watch on with (innocent) eyes

I Can See You: Working out with Natasha leads to more

Intel: Natasha Romanoff is your enemy, but that doesn’t mean that the two of you can’t have a little fun

Irresistible: You and Natasha finally have some alone time. Not even a conference call will make you miss out on taking advantage of it

Paradise: The perfect honeymoon with Natasha

She’s Everything: You help Natasha relax

Sleepover: When Yelena invites you to go home with her for the weekend, you spend some time with Natasha. She finds out you haven’t been with anyone before and offers to be your first

Spring Break: A continuation of Sweetheart

Sweetheart: You’re at a party when your friend’s older sister approaches you. One thing leads to another and you wind up alone with her

You’re Mine: Natasha is not very happy about a coworker flirting with you. She reminds you who you belong to

AU:

Ballad of Secrecy: Natasha Romanoff is a renowned actress, but everyone wonders why she will never settle down. You meet her upon happenstance and both of your lives begin to change.

Best Closers in the City: You are an associate to some of the most successful attorneys in the city. You’re invited to a special dinner with the partners. What happens when one of them asks you to be her mentee? *smut*

Burning Red: Firefighter Nat AU

A Meeting of Fate: You meet an intriguing woman at a bar. It turns out that she’s very important to someone you know

Can You Do That?: Natasha Romanoff is the most popular girl in college, and she sure acts like it. But when she’s with you you’ve got her right where you want her and she will do anything you ask her to.

Chef: You’re the head chef at a popular restaurant where Natasha acts as a hostess, bartender, and subject of your flirtation all at once

Coach Nat: Part 3 of Work Wives

First Date: Part 2 of Work Wives

Work Fiancées: Part 4 of Work Wives

Heartbeat: When Yelena gets in a car accident, you reunite with her and her sister after years of not seeing each other

Hotel Rooms: When Professor Romanoff asks you to attend an educational conference with her, you don’t know what to expect. It certainly isn’t this, but you aren’t complaining *smut*

In the Library: On a study break, Natasha helps you relax *smut*

Jersey: You meet Natasha after one of her football games. She gives you her jersey and so much more *smut*

Oral Exam: When your academic rival gets the graduate assistant job you wanted, you’re standoffish towards each other until one party changes everything *smut*

Performance Review: Natasha calls you into her office for a performance review *smut*

Sleepover: When Yelena invites you to go home with her for the weekend, you spend some time with Natasha. She finds out you haven’t been with anyone before and offers to be your first

The Beach House: You spend your summers at a beach house with Natasha and Yelena. You’ve always had a crush on the oldest girl, but what happens this summer when Yelena starts crushing on you?

Yelena:

Mac and Cheese: Natasha comes home from work and everything seems to fall apart until it falls back into place

Healing: “I need to find Natasha and tell her I’m okay.” You witness a sisterly reunion of Natasha and Yelena.

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1

Requests for Natasha are open!

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