happy birthing day


Up until junior high, I thought it was fun just to play with everyone. That was what volleyball was to me. But that’s not it…that’s not it…I want to be like the others, and…I want to be able to make my body move right! I want to control the ball! I want to play on the same level as the other, better players! 

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Blow That D (on the Clarinet, you idiot)

Genre: pastel x punk, pastel!dan and punk!phil, highschoolband!au

Excerpt: “Dan had to admit, trying to seduce his boyfriend on the other side of the band room while playing clarinet wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world. In fact, rather than turning him on, he just left him confused.”

Warning: Implications of smut, but no smut (sorry my dudes), some fluff

Word Count: 370

Author’s Note: This drabble is a small birthday present for one of my good friends Abby! Happy Birthing Day my dude 😉

Dan had to admit, trying to seduce his boyfriend on the other side of the band room while playing clarinet wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world. In fact, rather than turning him on, he just left him confused.

What the fuck is he doing? Phil wondered as he observed Dan shoving his clarinet mouthpiece obscenely far into his mouth.

Dan’s eyebrows knit together in frustration as he took the clarinet head out of his mouth with a pop. Phil merely tilted his head in confusion.


Phil watched his boyfriend immediately sit up straight and look at the music director, Mr. Goodwell, who was notorious for his sarcastic streaks.

“Finally found the answers to all your hopes and dreams in your clarinet mouthpiece, have you Mr. Howell?”

A few of the other clarinets snickered, very familiar with Dan’s tendency to put too much of his reed into his mouth. And also his poor methods of trying to seduce his boyfriend with an instrument during band class.

Phil chuckled lightly, folding his heavily tattooed arms across his chest as he watched Dan’s cheeks turn as red as the roses on his flower crown.

How cute.


“I can’t believe you tried to turn me on by shoving your fucking clarinet in your mouth,” Phil guffawed, his blue eyes gleaming in amusement.

“Oh shut up,” Dan’s cheeks turned furiously redder. “It’s really hot when you’re turned on.”

Phil raises an eyebrow and turns to Dan. “Is that so?”

Dan grins shyly, hiding his hands in his baby blue sweater. “Maybe,” he mumbled.

Suddenly, Dan feels himself being embraced by a strong arm, and he’s turned to face his boyfriend’s gorgeously pierced face.

“It’s also really hot when you kiss me,” Dan muttered, prompting Phil to place his lips on Dan’s.

Dan melts into Phil, kissing him heatedly, and he feels Phil’s right hand sliding down his back.

Dan shivers slightly before pulling away from Phil’s lips, only a centimeter of air separating them.

“It’s also,” Dan starts breathily, “really hot when you let me give you a blowjob.”

Phil licks his lips, his blue eyes slowly getting darker as he reaches for his zipper. Dan grins wildly.

“Whatever makes you happy.”

Valentine’s Day

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: A lot of fluff and sexual references.

May I request a valentines day one shot with Steve Rogers where its Valentines day and also Y/N’s birthday? They have been dating for about a year (on valentine’s day) and he goes to propose to her? She tells him she’s pregnant with his child on that day and they have sex? 

A/N: I’m sorry this couldn’t be a full one shot :( 

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“Happy birth–Valentine’s–day!” A melodious voice woke you up at about 8 am. There was only one person who could wake up at such an awful hour.

That was how your day begun, and as the 90 year-old puppy fed you with fresh breakfast, you couldn’t be happier. February 14 marked another year of life and the very first year of dating. At first you thought dating Steve Rogers was a terribly exhausting job, but as months went on you found yourself more and more at ease with the avenger and you realized that you worried about nonsense. He was a great boyfriend and an even better roommate.

It wasn’t like Valentine’s Day was a one-time occasion; with him, it was Valentine’s Day every single day. He made sure to show you how much he loved you with tiny details that you adored. Today, nevertheless, he pampered you with gifts and love demonstrations that you probably had never seen before in him.

After a lunch/picnic in the backyard of your house, and a movie you didn’t get to finish because you were riding him and screaming his name at the top of your lungs. After coming a few times thanks to the magic of the super soldier serum, you laid your back on the mattress and gasped for the air you lost thanks to the love of your life. You saw him a bit uneasy, and he was not the one to be uneasy after sex. He usually got too relaxed and fell asleep in the cutest of ways.

“Something wrong, babe?” you asked.

He remained silent for a bit and looked for something under the bed. Five seconds later he was up and holding a small, turquoise box that looked like it came out from Tiffany’s. “Baby, I really don’t have many words, but… Do you wanna marry me?”

“What?” you replied, completely taken aback by his unprepared question.

“Yeah, I mean,” he shrugged, “I know we’ve been together for only a year and that’s nothing at all but–I really wanna marry you, (Y/N). I love you, and a lot.”

“Uhh–yeah!” you squealed, “god almighty, yes, Steve! I wanna marry you!” He slid the gorgeous ring on your finger and kissed it. You took a deep breath. “Uhhh, I have a gift for you too–” you rolled to find a small envelope inside the drawer of your night table– “I love you, Steve, and happy Valentine’s Day.” You handed him the paper and he opened it to find something that looked like an ultrasound. He had a hard time discerning what it was, until he understood what it meant.

“Is this? – Are you? – Are we?” you nodded, “am I gonna be a dad?” you nodded again, “and we just had sex?”

“Having sex won’t hurt tiny peanut, daddy.” You chuckled, feeling the hormones strike you again and making your eyes water. “This is the best Valentine’s Day ever. I love you so much, Steve.”

“God, I love you more, (Y/N)!” He cupped your face in his and leaned in to crash his lips against yours.

Happy day of birth to the coolest dude in existence danny !! Hes the sweetest and most charismatic person ever and truly cares for people. We are all proud of how far hes come and cant wait to see whats next I leave you with one of my fav dan gifs

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