happy birthday darling girl

Happy 45th Birthday Wesley Wales Anderson, 1st May 1969.

“I have a way of filming things and staging them and designing sets. There were times when I thought I should change my approach, but in fact, this is what I like to do. It’s sort of like my handwriting as a movie director. And somewhere along the way, I think I’ve made the decision: I’m going to write in my own handwriting.”

Felicity’s Birthday!

(photo credit: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/300826450083137465/)

This is story about Felicity’s Birthday for @miriam1779 on her birthday!! It is set early in Season 2. I hope it is fluffy enough for you Miriam and I hope you have a super fantastic birthday! Also available on AO3.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! The shrill alarm clock just kept getting louder. Felicity quickly smacked the alarm clock and just as soon as soon as there was wonderful silence, her phone started to buzz.

She opened one eye and glanced at what she knew would be an ungodly hour before wondering who on earth could be calling. She had just left Oliver and Digg three hours ago and everything was fine.

She reached for her glasses and the phone at the same time, accidentally knocking her Saga graphic novel on the floor. As she put her glasses on she saw her mother’s face on her cell phone screen, she quickly slide the button over to answer.

“Mom? Is everything okay? It’s really early here in Starling City.”

“I’m sorry for waking you Baby Girl but I just wanted to be the first person to wish you a Happy Birthday!!”

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a blooming of cosmos | 1 |

Summary: Home is inked across her skin in deep indigo and silver white and Hinata thinks maybe that’s the point. That she brings home with her wherever she may walk, and that family is found anywhere, especially amongst riotous cascades of flowers that come sailing in from a shift in the wind.
Pairing: NaruHina
Prompt: Tattoo/flower shop au
Chapter: 1 
AN: A very happy (and belated) birthday fic to @annalovesfiction​! (So sorry for being so late!) I give you this monstrously long first chapter to my first dedicated multi-chapter fic! I’m still terrified of this but, well, I just wrote 10k worth of words so maybe I’ll be ok. Apologies for any mistakes- I’m bad enough with just short drabbles, so this was a bit overwhelming to keep going through. Hope you enjoy!

When Hinata got her first tattoo, she never expected that she would keep coming back until the entirety of her back, the slopes of her shoulders, and the landscape of her collarbones would be covered as well. She had never even planned to get even one tattoo.

She was sixteen and in mourning when she walked in.

A boy sketching idly behind the front counter looked up at the sound of the door opening and her attention was immediately drawn to the two red fangs curving down over his cheeks. He was a rough composition of messy brown hair and layered torn t-shirts revealing intricate tattoo sleeves covering his arms. Black eyes reflecting the little light in the dimly lit room followed her halt in the middle of the doorway, a feral beast waiting in the dark. She wondered who was more surprised by the other here.

“You here for a tattoo?” he finally asked when it was apparent she wasn’t going to speak.

She wasn’t even supposed to be here at all, but she nodded instead, not trusting her voice. Her grip loosened on the doorknob before taking a step, then two into the darkness.

The room was warm, and she found the dark was not nearly as foreboding as she feared.

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A Gentler Ending - damnslippyplanet - Hannibal (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Mentions of Chiyoh - Character
Additional Tags: Episode: s03e07 Digestivo, Fix-It of Sorts, Someone Cheer Up Will Graham, Not You Hannibal, Okay Maybe You Hannibal, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, alternating pov

Perhaps what is called for is nothing so simple and clean as separation or joining. It will have to be a field amputation, of sorts. Fast and brutal, and neither of them entirely whole afterwards. But, perhaps, survivable. He will have his dogs and some shredded version of his life back. Maybe he’ll move somewhere warm, and leave no forwarding address. Maybe Abigail will stay in her grave instead of following him. Hannibal will have music and art and blood, freedom somewhere far away. If Will makes the cut clean enough, Hannibal may keep his distance. People have built new lives on less, surely.

Or: A little Digestivo fix-it fic because sometimes you just want your beloved characters to USE their WORDS and avoid several more years of pain.

….and we’re done!  This somehow ended up longer and more sadness-tinged than I expected, and also it’s like a month past @moku-youbi’s birthday by now so it’s a terrible birthday fic. But, y’know. Happy belated birthday anyway, darling girl. 



But in all honesty love, you’re absolutely amazing. Not only are you an AMAZING writer, but you’re an AMAZING human as well. You’re a witty, sassy, 🌶spicy🌶, ✨beautiful✨, feisty ball of fire and I love it all. Keep being you.

💖Much Love💖
Your Juju
(Or Jules)
(Or Daddy if you feel like it I don’t know)
(I was kidding about that one lol)
(At this point I don’t know why you’re still reading this because it’s a mess lol)

How about a kiss? (Pietro Maximoff x reader| Part 1 of 2)

@mrs-reus-blaszczykowska requested:  Hi :) can you write a one shot about Pietro x reader? :) Today’s are her birthday and Avengers prepare a party. She has a crush on Pietro and he has a crush on her (secretly) She is a virgine and has her first time with Pietro :) sorry for my English

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x reader
Warnings: Slight swearing
Author nothes: 

  • Y/n is your name.
  • I had a lot of fun writing this one and I guess I got carried away since it was so long that I had to divide it in two parts. Hopefully, I’ll post the second one tomorrow, because I currently need to revise a few things.
  • And, as always, forgive me for any mistake.

Reader’s pov

You woke up listening to the singing birds outside your window, it was your birthday and you couldn’t have been happier.
You went straight to the kitchen, expecting to find there your teammates, but Wanda was the only one sitting near the huge table where you used to have breakfast all together. 

 "Hey darling, happy birthday!“

The Maximoff girl hugged you so tight that she barely broke your bones and you giggled, begging her to let you go because you really didn’t want to die so young.

“But where is everybody?”
You asked while walking around the room, looking for the others, but there was no sing of the avengers.

"Fury assigned them a mission at the last minute, I stayed here since it wasn’t a big deal and I didn’t want you to spend your birthday all alone. They’ll be back tomorrow, anyway" 

You looked down at your feet murmuring a simple "oh”,  you were a bit disappointed, obviously job was always job, but you wanted to share that special day with your friends, expecially with Pietro. You’d had a huge crush on him since the twins joined the team, but no one knew about that, excepting Wanda, and the funniest part of all this story was that you and speedy were best friends, and that’s not the best situation for someone who is in love.

“I know you wanted to spend some time with him today, he asked me to tell you that he’s sorry”

“Hey, stop looking inside my mind!”

Wanda smirked, resting her hands on her hips and looked at you raising an eyebrow.

“I can tell it by simply looking at you, my dear, your eyes are screaming”

Your cheeks turned red even though she was basically your best friend, you just felt so stupid for thinking of Piet that way, because you knew there was no way he could possibily have returned your feelings, and it was so frustrating.

“For God’s sake, y/n! Stop thinking about my stupid brother and get ready, we’re going shopping!”

You laughed at her excited face and went back to your room, hoping to find something cute to wear.

8 Hours later…

“Wanda, I’m begging you, let’s stop for a moment, my legs are hurting like hell”

You had become sort of a pack mule since you were holding so many bags, you could barely see your feet, but Wanda was all perky and excited that she kept on walking.

“C’mon, y/n, after all you need to train if you want to keep up with my brother”

You huffed, faking a laugh and picked up the peace, trying to reach her, then you noticed she was on the phone.

“Who were you talking to?”

You asked as she suddenly put down the phone and Wanda just shrugged her shoulders.
“Tony called to say that the job is done, they’ll be here tomorrow”

In the meanwhile at the Avengers tower…

“No, no, shit! How is it even possible that you boys aren’t able to do anything without ending up wrestling?”

Natasha was heading for a serious breakdown as Thor and Tony were scuffling on the couch like two kids.

“You need to relax, Nat. Everything is ready, we just have to wait for the guests to come. Wanda is keeping her busy, don’t worry”
Clint gave her a pat on the back before taking something to drink and she rolled her eyes, annoyed by their childish behaviour.

“Is she coming? Is she sad? Is sh-”
Natasha pressed her hands on Pietro’s mouth trying to stop him from asking so many questions, the speedster was a bit nervous, just a bit.

“Shut the fuck up, Maximoff! Your little sweetie pie is okay, you’ll see her in a few hours, don’t panic”

“She isn’t my little sweetie pie”
Pietro muttered, scowling and crossing his arms, and Tony wasted no time  in teasing him.
“Sure, and I’m not a genious, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist anymore”
Wanda’s pov

I sent a message to Tony, warning him that we would’ve arrived soon, then I took y/n’s hand and literally dragged her to the car, explaining that I was planning to go to a club and that we had to come back home to fix ourselves up.
I also asked Nat to keep everyone quiet until I’d taken her in my room, far away from the wing of the building usually used for parties.
As soon ad we got there, I pushed her in the first elevator I found, selecting the beedroom floor and I finally breathed a sigh of relief at the thought that the job was nearly done.

Reader’s pov

Wanda practically obliged you to wear the red dress you had bought and, a minute later, you found yourself in the elevator, again.

“I have to get something from the lounge bar, do you mind?”

“Um, no, it’s okay”
You were wondering what she was looking for, but before you could ask, the elevator door opened revealing a lot of people ready to celebrate.

“Happy birthday!”
They screamed all together and you covered your mouth in shock, while Wanda and Natasha were high-fiving each other. Your team was there, with a thousand of other people, but, hey, Tony Stark’s parties were famous for being huge.

“Oh my God, thank you all very much, you’re amazing!”
You hugged all of your teammates, one by one, saving Pietro for last.

“Happy birthday, printessa”
Speedy lifted you into the hair, both of you were laughing and when you put your feet back to the ground he took a little box from his trouser pocket and gave it to you. In it there was a beautiful necklace with a little moon pendant.

“I’ve got the sun, I know it’s a silly thing, but I-”
He was rambling, as always when he became nervous, and you stopped him by holding your arms around his waist, in order to bring him closer.

“It’s not a stupid thing, it’s perfect and I really don’t know how to thank you enough, Piet”

You felt his hands caressing your back and your heart raced causing you to shiver.

“How about a kiss?”
He asked his usual question and you giggled, he used to say that to tease you, but you whished it had been more than a simple joke for him.

“Who knows, maybe later, speedy”
You winked, with an audacity you never knew you had, and walked away in order to reach Natasha and Wanda.