a very belated birthday present

La Vie En Rose

For my wonderful and @solbabydraws. A very belated birthday present but still I hope you like it my dear, this only means your birthday gets to last longer! I hope you liked it dear <3 I couldn’t have posted this fic without the help of @scriptorsapiens @quietlykeen and @somethingmorecreative1 who are the reason this fic has proper grammar and makes sense. You guys are a the real MVP.

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l’homme auquel j’appartiens

The November sun was hiding behind the clouds, making the sky look grey and sad, but Annabeth was feeling everything but grey and sad. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the mix of the different smells around her: flowers, pastries, coffee, and so many more that she could not identify. The strongest of them all was the smell of the ocean. Which would have been out of place in the middle of Parisian market, if it wasn’t for the boy, man, standing next to her and holding her hand. Annabeth opened her eyes and looked at her boyfriend, who was currently checking the selection of vegetables in front of them, and couldn’t help but smile. They were in Rue Cler, one of the oldest street markets in Paris. Percy had wanted to buy fresh ingredients for dinner and Annabeth had been more than happy to take him to the market. It was a way for her to show off the city she had fallen in love with.  

She was currently studying abroad, spending the first half of her junior year of college at the University of Kent, in Paris, while learning all about the architecture of the city. She had been in the city since late August, and she have been loving every moment. They only thing she hadn’t really been loving was being away from Percy. This had been the longest time they had been apart since she got him back after Hera kidnapped him. And while they were finally getting better, their PTSD finally as controlled as it was going to be (she still had sessions with her therapist, but now it was once every few weeks and it was mostly for control) she had missed him. Missed waking up next to him, something she had gotten accustomed after they had move in together during their sophomore year at Cornell and Ithaca.

A few days ago Percy had surprised her at her apartment door, jetlagged and tired after a 7 hour plane ride but ready to catch her after she had decided the most appropriate response was throwing herself at him. He had somehow managed to steal a week away from college to go and visit her. Jason had already been flying to Rome on some official Pontifex Maximus business, and Percy decided to come along and stay in Paris while Jason took another plane to Rome. After all, the only way Percy could be on an airplane was if a child of Zeus was on it too.  

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A quick (and very belated) birthday present for @paintedrecs

Just a little bit of Jack being an emotional wreck, er, “passionate,” during the summer after graduation. Hope you enjoy <3

Jack likes how much the snow can still scare him.

He remembers clearly the first time it ever did. A quick drive home from a New Year’s party as a kid, falling asleep in the backseat, with his father at the wheel and his mother softly murmuring to him in French. The wind picked up without warning, and the snowflakes got larger, and Jack remembers sitting up fast to stare between his parents’ shoulders out through the windshield at the darkness that was suddenly even darker.

Visibility extended for all of an inch beyond the hood of the car, and Jack remained on high alert the entire rest of the drive. Even if there was nothing he could really do. Even if, years later, he wonders if that lack of visibility wasn’t exaggerated by his young mind.

But any true native of the north knows to be wary of the ice as much as they enjoy it. Which is, honestly, the most balanced relationship Jack has ever had with… Well. Anything.

It keeps him grounded. It reminds him that the most beautiful and natural things are also the most dangerous.

Bitty is the most dangerous thing that Jack has ever allowed himself to face.

Bitty is also the most beautiful and natural thing that Jack has ever let himself succumb to.

“…Jack? Where are you, Sweetheart? Where did you go?”

Jack blinks and focuses back in on Bitty’s face on his laptop screen. “Oh. Uh, nowhere. Sorry. I’m fine.” He swallows. “Sorry.”


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Hung Up on You

Ship: Roy/Ed

Rating: PG-13 for pottymouth Ed

Summary: Colonel Edward Elric is pleased to have snapped up the latest alchemical genius to join the military, but for reasons more than his abilities.  And though Roy Mustang may be a looker, he’s got an adorable awkwardness to him that Ed just wants to…

Well, eat up.



Ed chewed on the end of the pen, the words vaguely penetrating his concentration as he stared at the capelet obnoxiously obscuring his vision.  His eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered, if he asked to borrow it…


Ed finally tore his eyes away from that regrettably covered ass, removing the pen from his mouth and dragging his gaze over to Havoc, grimacing.


Havoc glanced in the direction that Ed had just been ogling, raising an eyebrow and lowering his voice.  “Could you be any more obvious?”

“Probably,” Ed deadpanned back, utterly unrepentant.  “Have you seen him when he talks to me?  I haven’t seen someone trip over their own two feet so much since Elicia was learning to walk.”

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fic: Something Great

author: infinitelymint

words: 31064

Pairings: Harry/Louis

In which a coincidence, instagram, a party, a piano and a planned coming out all come together to make two people fall in love. As it happens, it turns out to be a rather effective combination.

or, Louis is a student and Harry is the mega-famous singer that happens to post a photo with Louis in the background. Together they kind of break the internet.

For @anchoredlou as a very, very belated birthday present and a thank you for being exactly who she is. xx

Wrapped myself up. (So you can slowly unwrap me again) - erenbaeger - Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Wrapped Myself Up. (So you can slowly unwrap me again.)
Chapter: 1/1
Rating: Explicit
Summary:  Levi hadn’t had a moment to himself for quite sometime, let alone any with his husband. Luckily Eren knows exactly what he’s doing.
Warnings: D/s themes, sub!levi, dom!eren, Edgeplay and Orgasm Denial, Dry Orgasms
Notes: A very belated birthday present to the amazing @sciencefictioness. I’m so sorry it’s late and I hope it’s worth the wait.

curative cuddles

a bit of Tentoo/Rose hurt/comfort sick!fic + fluff

this is a VERY belated birthday present for the lovely @cartersreese! love you MK!

868 words

“Hey, I need you to sit up. Can you do that for me?”

Rose took the Doctor’s soft grunt as an affirmative and gently leveraged him up to a seated position, placing some pillows behind his back and propping him up against them. She brushed her fingers over the overly hot skin of his cheek, giving what little comfort she could as she checked his temperature once again.

“I’ve got some Gatorade for you. Have to keep you hydrated,” she said, letting it come out as a tease so he’d be more likely to respond. Not one to let her get the last word, even when he was sick.

“’S’it blue?” he rasped out, trying to focus fever-glazed eyes on her.

“Wouldn’t try to give you anything else,” Rose promised.

She held the glass she’d brought up to the Doctor’s lips, smiling when he rested one of his hands over hers like he was trying to steady her.

He managed a few swallows more than the last time Rose had offered him a drink and she had to hope that it really meant he was starting to get better. It was his first case of the flu as a part-human and doctoring the Doctor honestly made Rose feel a bit off-balance.

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