i begged him to for my birthday

Happy Birthday Keith

Lance made a face like a magician had just pulled his asshole from behind his own ear.

‘It’s your birthday?’ he asked, stony serious, leaning across the back of the couch.

Keith shrugged and went back to prying pebbles from between the grooves in his boot with his dagger.

Lance pressed his palms together and rested them against his lips, begging God to give him strength.

‘Why,’ he began, ‘Didn’t you tell us?’

‘Huh?’ Keith asked, leaning into a particularly stubborn stone. ‘Ah’ohn.’ He uttered as if it was in any way shape or form an answer or resembled the “I don’t know” Lance interpreted it to be.

Lance, doing a weak job of keeping his voice within human hearing range repeated: ‘Why didn’t you tell us?!’

Keith jumped and dropped his boot. He spun towards Lance. ‘What the hell, man!? You made me drop my boot!’

Lance made wah-wah noises and rubbed his knuckles in his eyes. He stopped abruptly and snapped, ‘Drop it in the trash can, mullet.’

‘If you mean your mouth, I just might!’ Keith returned, standing and pushing up his sleeves in a way that convinced Lance that Keith had learned all human interaction from old-school TV characters who said things like, “Why I outta!” and “Gosh darnit, Barbara!”

Lance squealed and pulled on his hair. ‘Why are you so difficult all the time!?’

‘I was only cleaning my boots!’

‘Can’t clean garbage!’

Keith threw down his dagger and kicked his boot with his socked foot. It arced across the room and scattered the space mice from where they were attempting a desperately under-resourced mouse-pyramid.

‘Why are you here, Lance? Is your computer broken? Kalternecker bored of your non-stop yammering?’

Lance huffed and folded his arms. ‘No.’

‘Pidge lock you out of her hangar?’


Keith smirked. ‘You ruin another one of Hunk’s recipes?’

Lance cut the air with his hand. ‘Nope, nopey, nope. Nope.’ He pouted. ‘I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, you flaming nuddroid.’

Keith narrowed his eyes and tsked, ‘What?’

Lance huffed and scuffed the ground with his slippered foot. ‘I said Happy Birthday, stupid. I’m not totally thrilled you didn’t give us the chance to prepare something for your big dumb dumb head. Like- like a snake in a top hat with throwing stars.’

Keith stared at him open mouthed.

‘It is what it is,’ Lance said, convinced that Top Snake was more and more appropriate as the seconds passed. Keith continued to stare.

‘What?’ Lance asked, bothered.

Keith smiled. ‘Thanks, man. Thanks for thinking of me.’ Lance looked up just in time to catch a face fool of Texan sock. ‘Now go fetch my boot.’

Shower Fun

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


Imagine: It’s Elena’s birthday and Damon is insanely mad with you because you are running late. You try to rush things up, but your boyfriend Klaus shows up. Let’s just say things get steamy. 

*Requested smut, read carefully. :) 

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The crowd surrounding the table the cake rest on began cheering as Justin leant over and blew the twenty three surrounding candles placed around the cake.

Once all 23 flames the candles held were blown and shifting into a small stream of smoke, Scooter approached the boy handing him a large silver knife. Justin smiled before cutting into the cake, right until the edge reached the bottom. 

“You touched the bottom!” Jazzy yelled. “Now you gotta kiss a girl.” 

Justin smiled, sliding the knife out of the cake and onto the platter beside it, before leaning over and placing his lips upon mine. With a smile on my face, holding back a laugh, the crowd of family and friends all cheered around us as Justin began to pull away.

His hand slivered over, taking mine in his as he tangled our fingers together before lifting it to his lips, placing a sweet kiss on my wedding ring.

“What did you wish for honey?” Pattie asked. 

Justin smiled, his eyes wandering over to mine “I can’t tell you, or else it might not come true.” 

“That’s just bulshit, c’mon tell us JB!” Khalil shouted from somewhere in the crowd. A few other comments where thrown around throughout Justin’s boys causing a small chuckle to escape his lips at the commotion.

“Aight, aight! I’ll tell you. I wished that we” He squeezed my hand “finally have a bit more luck, receive God’s blessing and get what we’ve wanted since the day we were married.”

Staring into Justin’s eyes, I could see a slight sparkle to them and I instantly knew my face was as red as tomato. “Thank’s baby boy.” I whispered, snuggling closer to his body. Looking over towards Pattie, I spotted her smiling at me, with a look of knowledge in her eyes.

“You guys are so cute it disgusts me.” Maejor sighed. “Time to open presents!” 

The kids got up and squealed in excitment, running over towards the living room. The adults followed suit with smiles on there faces as Pattie, Diane and Chelsey stayed back to cut and hand out the cake. 

My hand slithered out of Justin’s grasp, turning towards them to help before Pattie quickly darted over to my side, pushing me back into the living room. “Oh no you don’t! It’s your husband’s birthday and he’s about to open his presents, go sit with him.”

“Pattie that’s nice really, but I’m not gonna leave you three to do all the work, theres over 50 people here.” 

“And we will handle it. You - just sit down.” With a nudge, I was in the living room walking over to Justin’s side. Justin peeked up, his face lifting up into a smile at sight of me. After placing myself on Justin’s lap, Jeremy was first to walk forward, handing Justin a small box wrapped in birthday paper.

“Thanks dad.” Justin smiled. 

“Happy birthday son.”

After ripping the paper off, Justin was left staring at a box laced with velvet. Picking up the lid, he was met with a beautiful thin gold chain and a brand new guitar pick with the words ‘Music is love, but family is life’ engraved on it.

After thanking his father and opening a few more presents, it was only a matter of time before it was finally my turn. At this point every one had eaten there cake and was sitting in the living room, all ready to open the last present presented by me.

I stood off my husbands lap, walking over to the corner I had left the gift bag in. handing the white bag with the words ‘happy birthday’ written all over it to Justin, I watched as Justin smiled, placing a kiss to my lips.

“You didn’t need to buy me anything baby. Everything I want is right here.”

I smiled at his kind words before forcing him take the bag “Believe me, I think you’ll like it.”

After taking the beg from my hands, he slowly pulled the tissue I stuffed in at the top and tossed it into a ball on the floor beside him with the rest of the wrapping paper.

A confused look crossed his face as he peered inside, searching through a few of the items. Everyone else around us stood back and watched in anticipation and curiosity as to what was in the bag, all until Justin’s face went pale, everyone elses turned to confusion. All except mine.

“What is it?” I smiled.

“Yeah Justin what is it?” Za added. A few similar comments repeated around the room.

Justin didn’t bother looking up, instead just leant back and placed both hands over his face, the bag still in his lap. Tears brimmed in my eyes at his reaction, watching as his body jumped a few times from the sobs he let out.

“Justin baby what’s wrong?!” Pattie yelled in confusion and shock. She stood from her seat, prepared to run forward and comfort her son before I put a hand forward and smiled, mouthing ‘wait’.

Slowly she placed herself back on the seat and watched on, still looking slightly worried. 

“What is it baby?” I smiled, a slight giggle escaping my lips. 

He ignored my question, only leaning his elbow on his knee, with one hand over his eyes. “Are you serious?” He sobbed in disbelief.

“Yeah.” I cooed, allowing a tear to fall down my cheek. 

Justin finally removed his hand from his face, wiping the discarded tears from his eyes before looking back into the bag and picking out two items from the very top. A bib and a pacifier.

Everyone around us gasped, all with smiles on there faces. “Your pregnant?!” Chelsey yelled with a smile. 

Without responding, I leant back into my handbag beside me, pulling out the test I had taken two weeks prior. Giving everyone one glance at the stick, before handing it to Justin who had once again began crying.

“Happy birthday Baby…Or should I say daddy?” I chuckled. 

“Guess you won’t be the only one calling him that anymore!” Za yelled. Everyone chuckled as Justin moved forward and engulfed me in his arms. A few seconds passed before his lips met mine once again and I noticed that as he did all this, his hands never left the spot which was beginning to swell with a beautiful and well earned baby.

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anonymous asked:

Please do a preference or blurb where Gemma or Anne don't like you or think that you're using him for money (which makes you really insecure about him buying you stuff)and Harry finds out about it and is really upset about it.

You didn’t come from a wealthy family. In fact, most of your childhood was spent scraping for your last dollar hidden in couch cushions and eating less when your parents were in between jobs. 

That being said, you weren’t poor either. Your parents could afford to send you to a good school, and you came home each day able to do your homework to earn good grades, without having to deal with any extra work. You were just strictly middle class. 

When you met Harry, you were in your second year of university, and in the midst of all your student debt, Harry showed you what it felt to have no regard whatsoever for the price of things. He took you to amusement parks and sent you gifts you’ve been eyeing for months. Of course, these were just little side effects.

Harry was kind and humorous and treated you like you have never been treated before. Within the first few months of you two dating, he acted as if he was still courting you. Flowers and chocolates were sent almost weekly, and you spent every waking moment (apart from attending school, of course) with him. You were madly in love.

“I want you to meet my family.”

You and Harry were ice skating when he suddenly pulled you to a stop and took your face into his palms. His breath was visible in the air between you two, and his green eyes were bright and vivid. You stammer, “M-Meet y-your f-family? Like n-now?”

He chuckles, brushing back a stray piece of your hair, and says, “Not now. But soon.”

“How soon?”

Harry’s smile doesn’t break. “My birthday.”

Your knees suddenly start to buckle, and Harry catches you in time before you have the chance to fall. “Your birthday is in a week,” you huff, stabilising yourself back on the ice. “I thought it was just going to be the two of us. Cuddled up in bed the entire day…or something.” You add the last part to make it didn’t seem as if you were greatly looking forward to the plan. You were. A day with just him and no one else? Nothing was better.

“Yeah,” Harry stretches the word out, and you see the shift in attitude in his eyes. “But I was thinking, since my mum and Gemma are gonna be in London that week, we could just invite them over.”

“We’ve been together for a year,” you hesitate. “Would Gemma and Anne really–?”

“Yes.” Harry interrupts, pressing a kiss to your shaking lips. “I love you and you love me. I want my family to see how happy we are.”

You think for a minute, not ready to meet the two most important women in his life, but also not wanting to disappoint the soon-to-be birthday boy. “Okay,” you sigh, finally giving in.

“Good, because I already invited them over to stay with us.”

“Harry! I haven’t seen you in forever!”

Your hands are shaking in the pockets of your pants as you watch Anne and Gemma tumble over the threshold and into Harry’s waiting arms. You stand to the side of the room, by the fireplace, unsure as to what to do or what to say. Luckily, Harry sensed your nervousness and after embracing both women, he gestured towards you with a bright smile. “This is Y/N. She’s the one I’ve been talking about.”

“More like endlessly rambling about,” murmured Gemma and she and Anne shared a laugh. You smile as Harry’s mother walks over to hug you, and keep smiling when Gemma’s arms wrap around you. 

Harry announces, “I’m going to go make some drinks and snacks for all of us. You three get to know each other. I have a feeling you will be seeing each other a lot.”

And with that, he leaves the room. You sit down on the nearest sofa, and Gemma and Anne follow suit, both stopping to remove their coats first. “So,” you try, “how was the travel–”

“That’s a nice belt,” Gemma interrupts. You frown, glancing down at your waist. “Is that Gucci?”

You nod. “Harry got it for me on my birthday. I begged him not to but–”

“But you accepted it anyways,” Anne finishes, her voice laced with poison. 

“Yes,” you whisper under your breath. 

“Where did you go to university, Y/N?” Gemma asks.


“Wow. Ivy league. You must be drowning in student debt right now.”

“Yeah,” you smile, thinking she was joking. “I can barely afford–”

“Those boots?” Anne chirps in. “Are those Harry’s?”

You look down to see that they, indeed, were. You didn’t even notice. You just needed something comfy to slip your freezing feet into. “I guess they are,” you murmur. 

Gemma clears her throat, and it makes you look up at the female version of your boyfriend. “Harry wears his heart on his sleeve, bless him, but he is often blind when women like you come sneaking along. But not me. And not Anne. Harry might think you love him, but you don’t have us fooled, you money-digging–”

“Snacks!” Harry bursts out from the kitchen at that exact second, and you have enough time to wipe away a single tear before he places down a giant plate of crackers in front of you all. “The drinks are still inside, but I was too excited to wait.”

Anne knits her eyebrows together, and she’s smiling that easy smile that makes Harry believe it never left her face. “Too excited for what?”

But Harry’s already reaching into the coat cabinet, and pulls out a hidden box wrapped in bright red. He walks over to you, beaming, and says, “For you, my sweetheart.”

Your lips part in surprise, and even though you don’t take your eyes off of Harry’s, you can sense Gemma and Anne glaring at you. “What is this?” You ask as Harry drops it onto your lap.

“A little something. Open it and see.” He drops his head to the side and looks up at you with loving eyes. You bite the inside of your cheek as you start to unwrap it.

“What is it?” Gemma asks, peeking over her brother’s shoulder. “Shit.”

Diamonds are reflected in her eyes. Harry explains, “I had it custom made for you. See? It’s my name and your name loosely written on the sides. You lost your bracelet last week, and I wanted to make it up to you.”

“But it’s not even my birthday,” you whisper, eyes glazing over. It was beautiful. Too beautiful for your hands to touch.

“I know,” he presses a kiss to the side of your head. “But you make me so happy, I just couldn’t resist. I was going to give it to you after the night was over as a thank you for meeting my family, but I couldn’t wait.”

“Harry,” you whisper, tears threatening to spill. You still don’t dare to touch it. “You shouldn’t have.”

Harry opens his mouth to say something, but Anne interrupts, “Harry, I think the drinks are getting cold.” Harry looks up at his mother, and then back at you, before disappearing back into the kitchen.

“Why aren’t you smiling?” Gemma hisses. “This is what you want, isn’t it? This is why you have him wrapped around your finger.”

“I love him,” you murmur softly. “I love him with all my heart. I would love him if he had nothing.”

Anne shrugs. “Even if that’s true, I guess we’ll never know now.”

“I love him!” You repeat, louder, more frantic than before. A tear spills onto the bracelet that is still wrapped up in velvet.

“Then why don’t you just rip that bracelet apart?” Gemma barks. “Rip it to prove that it doesn’t matter.”

“It’s expensive,” you murmur. “It’s priceless. I can’t possibly…I can’t…”

“That’s because you don’t want to,” Anne snarls. “Gemma is right. You’re nothing but a gold digger. A nasty gold digger that is going to stay away from Harry from now on.”

“Drinks!” Harry strides into the room (again, at the worst timing possible), and immediately notices the tension. “What happened?”

You immediately rise from your seat, picking up his present for you and discarding it on the table. “I don’t feel too well,” you lie. “I’m going to go rest for a bit.”

“Do you want your–” You didn’t even have to turn around to know that Harry was pointing towards your bracelet.


You don’t know how much time has passed. Hours, probably. Gemma and Anne have already left. The house is quiet. Harry climbs into bed and sighs, “If you don’t like it, you can just tell me.”

You furrow your eyebrows. “Don’t like what?”

He looks at you pointedly. “The bracelet.” He replies obviously. “I can return it and exchange it for whatever you want tomorrow. Just say the word.”

“Don’t,” you blurt out. “Get a refund and donate the cash to charity.”


This is when he notices the huge pile of things in the corner of the room. “Is that–?” All the things that Harry has ever bought you were placed in the corner of the room. He whips his head back to you. “What’s wrong? Did Anne or Gemma say anything?”

“No,” you whisper. He can tell you’re lying in less than second. 

“What did they say?” He pulls you closer to him. “Tell me.”

“Nothing,” you try again, but he’s not buying it. Finally, you confess, “They said I was just using you for money…” Tears start to build up in your eyes again, and this time, they fall. “They said…They said I was a gold digger…but..but Harry I’m not, and I tried to tell them, but they wouldn’t listen.”

Harry’s breath catches in his throat. Then, without warning, he immediately jumps out of bed and rushes to where his phone lays on top of his cabinet. “What are you doing?” You ask, nose already started to clog up from the tears. 

He presses his phone against his ear, and in less than a beat, he’s screaming, “DID YOU CALL Y/N A GOLD DIGGER?” Oh shit. “How dare you accuse the woman I love–” He pauses, face scrunching up in disgust at whatever is being said from the other line. “All that is untrue. What kind of stories have you been reading? I’m not speaking to you both until an apology is issued.” 

And with that, he hangs up the phone. 

“Harry, you didn’t have to do that,” you say as he crawls back into bed with you.

“I don’t have to do a lot of things. I don’t have to buy you stuff you don’t need, but I do because I want to show you how much I love you. I don’t have to devote my entire life to writing songs, but I do because I would never prefer doing something else. But what I need to do is to make sure that my girlfriend knows that she is an important part of who I am, and to make sure no one tells her anything else.”

this is so shit and i might rewrite it but i felt so bad for not writing in a while so i just needed to post something but might take it down later because i am so unhappy with this ending. 

Imagine waking up with Jensen on your birthday.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Fluffy fluff, fluffy smut, language

Word Count: 1,633

A/N: Written for the lovely @torn-and-frayed cause it’s her birthday, hopefully it still is when I’m done editing (I MADE IT, BARELY!) I think EVERYONE wants to wake up to this on their birthday, let’s be real ladies. 

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GOT7 as your best friend (request)

So I intended this to be a mini scenarios, but there is just too much to these wonderful boys to fit in such a tiny paragraph, so this is a list now.

Sorry for any errors.


·         You have to co-parent the rest of GOT7 with him (Lowkey you gotta looks after this boy too)

·         You always catch him making stupid faces for no reason or spreading his face on clear glass doors.

·         He is always talking to you about Nora

·         “Jae, I get it, you have a cat”

·         Talking him out of taking stray cats home

·         Laughing at his burst of loud frustration because you don’t always take him seriously.

·         Imitating his angry jaw constantly, causing the rest of GOT7 to do the same

·         He tries to boss you around but you won’t listen because “You ain’t my leader!”

·         Trying out all the new restaurants together

·         You make him special lunches on his birthday

·         You always bring up Dream High 2 to him even when he begs you to stop

·         Randomly singing JJ project songs out of nowhere to try and annoy him

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·         You follow his dad on Twitter and retweet everything he tweets.

·         You help him look after Coco.

·         Constantly bring up his ramen hair (Your contact picture for him is his promo pictures with that ramen hair)

·         He is the most chill of the group so most of the time hanging out involves both of you at either end of the couch on your phones

·         When he is in the mood to be active, that is when the competitive game of volleyball begins

·         Both of you have telepathic communication, one look and you guys already agree on what to do

·         You always steal one of his sweaters when you go over. HE secretly sees you stealing them but says nothing.

·         Hearing entire albums together in one sitting

·         BFF naps sessions after a long day

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·         You both always exchange books with each other

·         Harry potter movie marathons

·         Piss this guy off and he ruins the ending to the book he lent you

·         Both of you sit back and give the rest of GOT7 judgmental looks for fun

·         Both of you are the gossips queens that got the dirt on everyone

·         He throws savage comments at you (no one is safe from his savageness) but he makes up for it with tiny acts of kindness

·         Goes to you when he need to practice his lines. He want that cut-throat critique from you so that he can make sure he is as perfect as can be.

·         Spontaneous stops to the coffee shops together, spending hours chit chatting over books and new gossip

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·         He does aegyo to get you to buy food (he ain’t even cute, just annoying and you buy it to make him stop)

·         He begs you to come to the gym with him

·         He makes you pinky swear over any little thing

·         “Y/n, promise to remind me to turn off the oven in 5 minutes”

·         “Promise”

·         *sticks out pinky*

·         “Ugh, every time!”

·         If he has a secret, you are the first to know

·         He video calls you instead of just texting you

·         Expect random texts of love/kindness/motivation from time to time for no reason what so ever

·         Him protecting you like the sister he never had

·         You nagging him to make sure he eats and sleep enough (always getting after him for over working himself)

·         Bugging him to introduce you to Namjoon and Jooheon

·         Being Jackson’s number one supporter/cheerleader for everything

·         Jackson: *tosses napkin into the basket*

·         You: *jumps out of seat* “Wooooooooo! That’s right, take that napkin! Go Jackson!”

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·         Constantly calling him “Sunshine”

You: *pulls out a pair of sunglasses* “Damn you are too bright today!”

·         You are Coco’s third parent

·         You go over to his place mostly to see Coco

·         Bugging him to teach you how to play the piano

·         Sometimes you threaten to put cucumber in his food

·         Playing video games with him for hours at a time

·         Taking Coco on a walk without letting him know

·         Your outings with him involve going to a karaoke bar at one point or another

·         He always gets you tickets to all their local performances and you make sure to go because he will guilt trip you if you don’t

Dog sitting Coco for him when he is away on tour.

·         You have to be his nurse whenever he gets sick, and he really milks the whole situation, making you do every little thing for him

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·         Shopping buddies for life

·         Dab buddies 4 lyfe

·         You are his best friend, but Yugyeom is his best-er friend, so you are always the third wheel when Yugyeom tags along

·         “Y/n, is this concealer in my shade?”

·         “For the MILLIONTH time, it is!”

·         *dabs concealer* *dabs*

·         Late night video calls when he is bored and can’t sleep

·         Souvenirs from Thailand

·         He regrets telling you his crush because you always tease him about it

·         Talks to you about things he can’t talk to the guys about, not even Yugyeom

·         Tests all his pick up lines on you.

·         Learning all the new trending dance moves together

·         Text convos that are made up of nothing but memes

Spam you with his selfies and asks which is the best one to post on instagram

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·         Hides and jump scares you every time you come over

·         Always ditches you for Bambam

·         Makes you stay up late with him on video calls, but is the first to fall asleep.

·         You make fun of his fear of the dark

·         He tauntingly reaches over you and grabs the item you were struggling for, only to hold it above his head and make you jump for it

·         He drags you to the studio with him and shows you his new moves

·         He then makes you record him dancing so that he can post it on Instagram

·         You have to protect from Jinyoung all the time

·         But when his teasing gets annoying, you threaten to run to Jinyoung to get after him

·         He always makes sure to ask how you are doing when you both meet up

·         He is all ears whenever you have a problem you need to talk about

·         You all him coconut head from time to time

·         You beg him to teach you the choreo to their music videos and he

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-Admin Boat

I remember when Brendon was 19, meaning I was 12. He’s now 30 and I’m 23 this year. He’s had such a huge impact on my life for 11 years now, and I’ve loved every moment. I’ve watched him grow through every stage, and every stage of my life, he’s always been the background music. I remember begging my parents to let me see them, but being dismissed for being too young. And throughout my teenage years and now my “adulthood” I don’t have enough fingers to count how many times I’ve seen him. I owe this man so much, including the reason I know one of my best friends. Now he’s on Broadway, and we all kind of knew deep down this would happen, and I could not be prouder for this goddamn QUEEN of a man. 

Happy 30th birthday, Brendon! See you in New York <3

Golden (M)

Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: Choking, mild ass play, kinda rough, SMUT

Word Count: 2,431

Summary: Birthdays are supposed to be fun. They’re supposed to be lazy days where you do nothing or everything or whatever you want. But when you’re an “adult” it doesn’t always work out that way, and Yoongi seems more bummed than you are about it.

A/N: This is my fic. I’m re-posting onto my sideblog.

~For my precious Admin Desire~

Warm sun hit your face as you stirred awake, the soft sheets wrapped around your frame as you turned away from the light. You slowly blinked your eyes open to find another pair staring back at you. The warm feline like eyes caused you to smile, a rush of warmth filling your body as he smiled back at you.

“Good morning beautiful,” he said, his voice deep and husky. His smiled widened to your favourite gummy smile as he spoke, and he reached for you, wrapping his arms around you to tug you closer to his body, “happy birthday baby, do you really have to go to work? Just say home with me.”

You laughed at his antics, burying your face in his chest and savouring the warmth and familiar scent before you had to get ready for another day of work. You had tried to get today off, knowing how much of a big deal Yoongi makes it even though you insist on doing nothing, but he liked to spoil you and your birthday gave him every excuse he needed to do so. Seeing as how your birthday was so close to Christmas you were unable to get the day off, due to the busyness of the store. Yoongi was unhappy but he had told you that he’d make it up to you tenfold when the busy season was over.

Moving back, you watched as the rays of sun streaked onto his freshly dyed black hair, your favourite colour on him by far. You still loved the crazy colours he came home with, but there was something about black that made your heart flutter. It was possibly the fact that it’s his natural colour, and seeing it on him made him seem more like your Yoongi, more him than the idol he has to be outside of your home.

Threading a hand through his soft locks, you watched him bask in the warmth of the sun and the soft touches of you hand, letting his eyes close with a content smile now playing on his plump lips.

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Celebrating your birthday with Tom Holland...

Originally posted by tomhollandhollaatme

A/N: Shout out to my baby girl Izzy, who turned 18 yesterday! Happy birthday, sweetie, hope you’re still having the best time ever ♥ xx

  • Tom is such a sweetheart, so of course he tries to make your birthday a special day for you
  • He shows up at your place by morning, jumping on you and hugging the life out of you
  • He kisses your whole face while you beg him to stop because hey, you just woke up
  • But guess what? He doesn’t fucking mind
  • Tom gives you a little but nice gift
  • You know, just something that you can wear all day long, like a bracelet or a necklace
  • But he says that the real gift will “be delivered tomorrow”
  • Then, he takes you out to have breakfast with him
  • You choose the place, of course - and he doesn’t let you pay for anything
  • “Okay, I can afford my own food, Thomas”
  • “Who said you can’t?”
  • He spends the whole day with you
  • First, he walks around the city with you doing whatever you want, from shopping to just eating a lot in different places
  • When you decide it’s enough, he takes you back to your place
  • Where the two of you ends up making out on the couch
  • He’s there beside you making you laugh everytime someone calls you to wish you happy birthday
  • And he only gets quiet when the person who’s calling you is from your family
  • But the thing is, regardless of how good Tom is, he’s also a bit of a idiot who can’t keep secrets at all
  • So through the day, you find him replying people on his phone, and being like “shit, why can’t you go?”
  • “Go where, Tom?”
  • “What?”
  • And it’s so obvious that he’s planning something but you don’t say a thing because you don’t want him to think he’s ruining the surprise
  • When the night comes, Tom tells you to get ready because he gotta take you somewhere
  • He helps you to choose what you’re gonna wear
  • Which doesn’t actually help, because everytime you try an outfit he’s like “this is definitely the one, babe!!!”
  • When both of you are finally ready and looking stunning, he drives you to the place
  • Ends up he takes you to a club, where all of your and a few of his friends are waiting for you
  • You party with them all night, laughing your ass off when their drunk asses starts to sing a messy version of happy birthday
  • By the end of the night, you’re hugged with Tom, laughing at some stupid joke Harrison told you while your boyfriend keeps whispering “I love you” on your ear

Summary: You try to distract your boyfriend when he’s not paying attention to you.

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-guk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.1k


HappyJungkook day!


You gotten out of work early so you could surprise your boyfriend on his birthday.

You and Jungkook have been dating for two years now and you been living together for only three months. You never felt happier. Yes he was a famous musician and out on tour a lot but he was never gone for too long and he always kept in touch when he was away.

He was always pampering you and cleaning up your apartment occasionally. He was very easy to live with but the only thing that bothered you was that he played his video games a little too much.

You understood, you were only twenty to be exact so you both still had young genes in you and in Jungkooks case it was his video games.

Just as you thought, when you entered your apartment there he was playing Overwatch with his headset on. You didn’t even have to feel to hide while putting the cake in the fridge because he was so focused on the screen.

“That’s five in a row.” He laughed.

“Kookie?” You tried to get his attention.

He clearly didn’t hear you. You stepped more near where he could visibly see, you tried to wave to get his attention.

“Hey babe.” You couldn’t get over his smile.

It seemed like he was memorized by you until he heard laughing through the headset. “You lost.” You heard a voice that sounded like Taehyung.

“That’s not fair I was distracted.” Then his eyes went back towards the screen.

You had a dinner reservation in two hours and he was still in his sweats, lounging on the couch.

“Maybe you should change character so you could suck less.” Jungkook laughed.

You couldn’t figure out the  fascination from this game, it looked boring and you could feel the motion sickness just by watching.

“Kookie….hello….dinner.” You waved in front of the screen again.

“A few more minutes.” His eyes still didn’t leave the screen.

“Jungkook we need to get ready.” You raised your voice.

“I know this is the last round.” That could mean anything judging by this game.

You got dressed into a neat skirt and blouse. Not to formal. When you looked at the clock you noticed you only had about an hour left.

You stood in front of the TV tapping your wrist but that didn’t faze him.

This point you were annoyed and you didn’t want to make him angry either.

So you had a better idea.

You got down on your knees in front of him. You couldn’t believe he didn’t even acknowledge you yet. You tugged onto his sweat pants to reveal his boxers.

“(Y/N) What are you doing?” His eyes were still on the screen.

“Getting your attention one way or another.” You reached into his boxers pulling out his limb member. You immediately stated to pump him making him quickly glace down but back at the screen.

“Shut up Tae.” You couldn’t hear what his friend was saying.

You leaned down bringing your mouth to his member kissing the tip. He was getting harder by the second. You could tell how much you were effecting him by his stiffness.

When you started to bring your mouth farther down, his breathing picked up. You bobbed your head at a teasing pace.

“Sorry what?” He responded to Tae through the headset. “Uh huh.” He closed his eyes and let go of the controller.

You could feel the precum drip down his member as you continued pumping what couldn’t fit into your mouth.

He started letting out soft moans making you smile against him. When you brought your head back up you noticed how red his tip was that you knew he wasn’t going to last long.

“Jungkook?” Taehyung said through the headset confused. “What’s going on?”

The game was pretty much over in Jungkooks case.

“Jungkook?” He said louder.

Jungkook took off the headset throwing it to the side enjoying the pleasure you were giving him.

“I’m sorry for ignoring you.” He weakly responded. “But maybe I’m not.”

You smiled once again against him. You lifted your head up just using your hand to pump him.

“I just wanted to surprise you on your birthday.” You bit your lip.

“Oh yeah, my birthday.” He tilted his head back.

“You idiot you forgot.”

“Please don’t stop.” He was dazed.

“What if I do?” You stopped your hand motions.

He looked back up at you full alert. “I’ll do anything.”

You took your hands off of him and started licking your hand from the precum.

“Please.” He begged.

“The video games need to be cut down.” He nodded. “Don’t you see you’re missing out on other stuff.” You smirked.

“I promise.”

You loved seeing him like this. It’s been a while since you two had been sexually active.

You brought your head back down onto his member sucking quickly. You saw him tilt his head back again weakly.

You felt wet yourself from hearing his soft moans fill the room. You were surprised by how fast you felt his juices shoot up into your mouth. You felt him finally let lose from his release. He watched as you licked up the mess. You were still teasing him making him squint his eyes towards you.

“Why are you like this?” He questioned.

“Like what?” You said dumbfounded.

“I said sorry, why are you still messing with me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You smiled.

Then he pulled you up so you were straddling his hips. He kissed you passionately. He moved you over so you were laying on the couch and he was towering over you.

“What about our dinner reservation?” You pulled away.

“I don’t need to go out, I rather spend my birthday here with you.”

You arched your eyebrows. “Honestly, all I want is take out and cuddled up with you watching movies.” He smiled making you blush.

“Okay.” You kissed him. “But can you shower.” You giggled.

He was taken back. “Ever since you got back home you’ve been sitting on that couch playing Overwatch.”

“A week? I’ve showered since.” He was triggered making you laugh.

“You sure?”

“Yeah…I’ve showered…….three? Two days ago.” He had to think about it.

“Eww. Go now.”

“Only if you come with me.” You shook your head amused.

He pulled you up throwing you over his shoulder. He lead you to the bathroom.

“Anymore surprises I should know about?” He asked just as his phone buzzed with a text.

He pulled it out noticing it was from Tae.

You two are disgusting….couldn’t turn off your mic?
Anyway happy bday -V

“I think we scarred Tae.” Jungkook laughed.

“Hurry and get in, I’m hungry.” You pushed him.



concerts with shawn include...

 hi ok I’ve had this in my drafts for a week or two but decided to post bc its spawns birthday and why the hell not 

ps I’m aware it kinda sucks but this is all I want in life so idc lol just tell me what y'all think or something!!!

  • begging him to go to some indie band you really liked at a small, GA only venue
  • Shawn a little apprehensive but couldn’t say no after seeing your face
  • “babe, you sure it’ll be okay?” as you two walk towards the venue
  • “Shawn come on it’s not like you’re famous or anything, right?” with the biggest grin on your face
  • he laughs because as much as he wanted to make sure you stay safe, he knows you can take care of yourself
  • shawn recording the band but switching to record you too because he never wants to forget the look on your face 
  • towards the end, you finally get him to jump around and dance with you
  • posting a picture that you asked someone to take of you and shawn before the concert 
    •  a cute candid of you two still posed but you were laughing and Shawn was looking at you full of love
    • “saw one of my fave bands w my fave boy”
  • afterwards you two end up at an empty dennys or waffle house or small diner 
  • still being on a post concert high and having the time of your life with each other 

  • finally getting to go to one of his concerts after flying out to see him on tour
  • Shawn dragging you around backstage to introduce you to his friends and crew
  • the two of you exploring the venue
  • probably ending up in some empty hallway making out because “if you think I’m waiting any longer then you’re insane”
  • not going too heated though because Andrew keeps calling him to go to soundcheck
  • standing in the back of the room with Matt during the Q&A
    • so you could still get the true experience without making a scene or distracting Shawn
  • hanging out with everyone in the green room and watching Shawn do any pre concert rituals
  • right before he goes on stage, you give him a quick good luck kiss
  • standing side stage for the beginning
  • During the bridge of TNHMB, he looks over at you with the biggest smile
  • finally seeing how truly happy he is on stage makes all the distance worth it
  • Matt and you going to the light/sound area before Shawn goes to the B stage
  • he runs past you on his way but not before blowing a kiss, winking at you, or something equally ridiculous 
  • after the concert you make your way backstage again 
  • Shawn immediately coming over to kiss you
  • “ew you smell, go take a shower”
  • “this is the rock star life, you better get used to it” before trying to hug you
  • “this rock star better find a new girlfriend then” as you push him towards the showers
  • 10 minutes later, you’re sitting on the couch and feel Shawn drop next you
  • Shawn pulls your legs onto his lap and your head finds his shoulder and says, “I’m so happy you’re here with me now”
  • turning your head and quickly kissing his cheek before pulling him up to get some food so you two can go to the hotel

March 1, 2017

“Happy Birthday, Jen,” you whispered against his neck as he slowly stirred in the dark bedroom of your Vancouver apartment. You kissed his lips slowly as he rolled over on his back, allowing you to slid on top of him, his morning erection pressing at your bare core, already attentive and needy. 

“Hmmmmm,” Jensen moaned against your lips. “A beautiful young woman on top of me. That’s an awesome birthday present to wake up to,” he yawned, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close to him. 

“Oh it gets better, sweetheart,” you teased as you kissed down your husband’s neck, moving over his bare chest and down the grooves of his abdomen, your nails scrapping his skin lightly until you settled over his erection. 

“God I love this day,” he growled as his eyes meeting yours before he let his head fall back against the pillow, the feel of your tongue sending him into a whole new world of pleasure. 

Suddenly you were thrown back almost ten years, to the birthday that started this little birthday tradition. 

March 1, 2008

“Hey Y/F/N!” Jensen yelled as he crossed the dark room toward you with two drinks in his hand. You had just joined the Supernatural family this season, and it had been a wild one. It was season three and there had been a writer’s strike, so there wasn’t as much time spent filming which left a little more time for play. 

Like celebrating Jensen’s birthday, one of the stars of the show. You had become fast friends with him and his co-star Jared. Jensen was nine years older than you, Jared four and a half, but you were so much like them, being from the south, that you fit right in and three of you became nearly inseparable. The chemistry between the three of you had been incredible from the start. 

You chuckled at him. It was his 30th birthday, and he was already well on his way to being completely and totally sloshed. 

“Hey Jen,” you smiled. “Not exactly taking it easy are we?” you laughed, watching him sway a little as he handed you one of the drinks in his hand. 

“It’s my birthday woman!” he replied, a little loudly. “And I’m fucking thirty,” he emphasized that last word like it was some magic rite of passage that explained everything. 

“Oh thirty!” you said with an eye roll. “That some magic number Ackles?” you asked. 

“As a matter of fact, it is sweetheart,” Jensen answered, taking a drink from his glass. “But you’ve got a long time before you figure that out, youngin’” he teased. “Like what, nine years?” he scoffed. 

You rolled your eyes dramatically. 

“Just because I’m only 21 doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have a good time, asshole,” you said with a wink. “You’re working on not getting the present that I got you,” you added with an evil smile. 

You caught his attention at that, and he set his drink down, leaning in closer to you, his chin on his hand as his eye lit up brightly. 

“Are you finally going to give me that kiss I’ve been begging for?” he teased with a smile. 

“Jensen Ross Ackles, I’m a lady,” you said, feigning shock by placing a hand over your heart. “I would never,” you laughed.

His eyes widened playfully as he watched you carefully. 

“But wouldn’t you? It is my birthday after all,” he retorted. 

You laughed in earnest. 

“Who gives a fuck if it’s your birthday, Ackles? My birthday was two months ago and what did I get?” you asked. “Oh yea,” you laughed, “You and Jared took me out and got me wasted and then you spent the evening holding my head up out of a toilet,” you reminded him. 

He smiled and laughed as he covered his face, embarrassed. 

“That’s an awesome gift, dude,” you said with an eye roll. “I would have preferred a kiss.” 

He watched you carefully. 

“Well, Y/N, that wasn’t exactly how I had planned that night to go. Who knew you were such a lightweight,” he teased, stepping closer to you. “Guess you learned your lesson, huh?” he said as he placed a tentative hand on your hip, pulling you closer to him. 

“Yeah,” you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear you. 

“Well, then I guess your birthday present is long overdue. Even if it is my birthday. I’ll make an exception this time,” he said, his lips lowering to yours. 

Your breath caught in your throat as he stopped, his lips hovering over yours. 

“I mean, if you want the present,” he teased, his nose bumping yours softly. 

You grabbed a fistful of his t-shirt and pulled his lips to yours. They crashed together, sparks flying the minute the two of you connected. Jensen wrapped his arms around your waist, drawing you closer to him, his tongue sliding along your bottom lip, begging entrance. 

He slid in your mouth with ease, his tongue fighting yours for dominance. He won easily, and you moaned quietly into his mouth as your free hand reached around to play with the short hairs at the back of his head. 

Finally the two of you pulled away, breathless, both of your chests heaving. 

“That a better present?” he asked, a smiled spreading across his face, reaching his eyes and causing them to crinkle slightly. 

“Hell yeah,” you whispered as you un-clutched his shirt, smoothing it out across his chest, his muscles rippling in response to your touch. 

 He leaned close, whispering in your ear. “So what did you get me?” 

You looked him in the eye, threaded your hand with his, and led him away from the crowd, back to a private room.  

“Something you’re never gonna forget,” you smiled wildly, leading him away. 

“Holy shit,” he murmured, following you, watching your hips sway tantalizingly. “Best birthday, ever,” he growled once you were alone, and you pulled him close, kissing him fiercely. 

“You’ll never forget turning 30, Jen,” you whispered against his lips as your fingers reached for his jeans. “I can promise you that,” you added as you slid down in front of him, your hands pushing down is pants and briefs, showing him just how much you wanted him and giving him the best birthday present a man could ask for. 

Submitted by both @thing-you-do-with-that-thing and @chaos-and-the-calm67 I’ve been waiting for the best moment to write this one… It seems now is the time. Hope you girls like it.

The Naked Truth

Summary: Reader drops her towel for Bucky when he steals her clothes after a shower. ;)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of nudity, language.

Originally posted by coporolight

It’s early on a Sunday morning, around 7AM, and I’m already up and in the living room having breakfast. Which is highly unusual for me, I’m usually never awake before 9AM unless we have a mission. Which today, I do not. No one is down here, which is strange. Steve is the earliest bird we have here, followed closely by Bucky and no one is here.Shrugging, I sit down at the kitchenette, eating my favorite brand of cereal. I’m about halfway through with it when the elevator dings, turning to see who will be joining me, I’m welcomed with a very pleasing sight of Bucky, covered in sweat, in running shorts and a tank top, with his hair in a bun.

‘Oh, fuck me running Mr. Barnes.’ When he sees me, he gives me half a grin.

“Good morning, (Y/N).” He come in the kitchen, across from me and going to the fridge, before fishing out the milk.

“Good morning, Buck.” He turns around, setting his own bowl, milk and cereal down.

“You’re not with the others today?” I raise my eyebrow.

“I didn’t even know they went anywhere.” Slightly confused, and a little offended they didn’t tell me anything.

“Yeah, they went on a mission. Shouldn’t be too long they said, they should be back by this afternoon.” Hmm. I’m still not happy with them, but what can you do?Bucky hasn’t been allowed to go on missions yet, seeing as he could lose control and turn into the Winter Soldier again, and we want to avoid as many casualties as we possibly can, so until he finishes the proper training he’s stuck on the compound. He of course doesn’t like it, he feels useless. I don’t know how many times we’ve all had to tell him he’s not. He usually goes on long runs when we leave, as to release some pent up frustrations. I don’t blame him. He just wants to be out there with everyone else, risking his life also.

“No, they didn’t tell me. I don’t know why, maybe they wanted me to spend some time with you.” He shrugs.

“Possibly.” He agrees, and continues to eat his cereal.

“I’m gonna go shower, wanna conserve water?” I wink in his direction when he looks up at me. This type of flirting is normal for us, although it’s never really gone anywhere, unfortunately. He chokes on his cereal and I break out into a fit of laughter.

“I’m just kidding, Barnes. Calm down.” I pat him on the back, and head to my room to shower.


Showering is probably my favorite activity of my everyday life, it’s an escape from reality, relaxing, and an excuse to just let go every worry you have. I tend to let my mind wonder so much, that someone could sneak up on me in the restroom and I’d never even know it. Which, as a matter of fact, is my predicament now. Stepping out of the shower, I realize my clothes are gone.

“FUCK.” Going out into my room, looking, maybe I left them on my bed. No go, of course not. Bucky. Fucking Bucky, of course he did.

“JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES!” I hear nothing, of course. It’s not like I was expecting a response. I’m just letting him know I know he took them, and I’m coming for him.Why don’t I just put new clothes on you ask? The bastard put steel locks on my wardrobe, so I can’t change. I’m clad in nothing but a towel, and I’m going to find him. Fuck it, I got no shame.

“James, you better give me my clothes back or I swear to God you’ll be needing a new arm!” Going to the last place I saw him, the kitchen. I don’t get there, however. I see he’s in the living room, watching TV. With my clothes next to him. He knows I see him. He’s freshly showered in jeans and an old U.S. Army T-shirt. He looks good.He turns to me, grinning. He stands up, my clothes under his metal arm.

“New arm, huh? Come on princess, you’re not gonna fight me like that.” Cocky bastard, he thinks he knows me.

“You know what? You’re right. I can’t fight you in a towel.” In a sudden burst of confidence, I drop the towel. Now in my birthday suit. His eyes widen, he gulps and I watch his adam’s apple bulge, before his mouth goes slack. Walking up to him, I grab my clothes from under his arm. He obviously was expecting me to beg, he didn’t think I’d do this. He doesn’t know what to do now. Leaving the room, I sway my hips, making sure my ass gets a good shake on it. For good measure, you know. 

“Thanks Barnes.” With a cheeky grin, I leave. I can hear him grunt in frustration. I barely make it to my room, before he meets me at my door. He comes up to me, trapping my between the door and his body, his hands come up to rest on either side of my face.

“You’re trying to kill me, doll. I’m just a man, (Y/N). You don’t know what you do to me.” He brings his mouth to mine, pressing his surprisingly soft lips against my own.Reaching behind me, I open the door pulling him in with me, his lips never leaving my own.

This was the start of something beautiful.

TAGS: @marvel-fanfiction

thewesternredcedar  asked:

A birthday that doesn't go as expected

Thanks for the prompt, my dear!  Here you go, @thewesternredcedar.  I hope you like this bit of nonsense.  xo

Summary:  It’s Jack’s surprise 30th birthday party, and the suit on his bed isn’t the only one everyone is going to see him wearing that day.  Also on AO3

Crisse de calice!” Jack yelled as Bitty ran behind him and begged him to stop.

“Happy birthday!” the crowd screamed when Jack entered the living room, and then immediately the cries died as everyone got one giant eyeful of Jack Laurent Zimmermann, naked as the day he was born.

That… was not how Jack expected his birthday to go that morning when he woke up.

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Boyfriend Rocky

  • Ahem let me grab some tissues 
  • Thats my bias list wrecker right there 
  • At first he’s all shy to talk to you and shit bc he prolly never had a crush before and he just stutters like hell just at the thought of you
  • You’re like Sanha’s friend or idk
  • And he first sees you with him 
  • And hes like oh wow who dis
  • He has a big mouth and kinda tells sanha 
  • And pretty much everyone else 
  • Then Sanha starts bringing you to hang out with the boys
  • Just to get you with rocky ofc lol 
  • But he’s so nervous to confess 
  • And is just nervous in general when he’s with you 
  • Like the boys start to bug him bc he’s talking too long wtf 
  • But they bug him more and probably drag him towards you and be like “he’s got something to tell you” and run away laughing bc Satan’s children 
  • He’s all flustered omg 
  • And you just smile at him like “what is it?”
  • He shuts his eyes tight, “will you– w-WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?” 
  • He blurts out so nervously that his voice cracks LOL 
  • You say yes ofc and you guys start dating 
  • What did we have before? Embarassed rocky? Not anymore
  • In fact it may be the other way round with you being the embarassed one bc he legit dances anywhere anytime
  • He’s so hyper and cheesy and playful someone stop this kid 
  • Like if you go to the amusement park
  • And that would be often 
  • He’d literally drag you with him on every game even those scary af ones bc he doesn’t give a fuck and finds everything fun
  • Calls you jagi yeobo baby babe honey and every pet name that exists
  • Skinship skinship and more skinship 
  • he can’t survive without clinging onto you 
  • He’s basically a koala
  • Kisses cheek kisses neck kisses forehead kisses and more 
  • He just has to touch you
  • Like even when youre just sitting in a waiting room or idk he’d be fiddling with your fingers 
  • Abs flashing holy shit 
  • Like you never knew he did have any bc he’s a squishy lil ball of squish 
  • But apparently he does and it’s hot 
  • Teases you the whole time 
  • “Honestly jagi dont you feel burdened that im too handsome? I mean all girls are all over me and i might look at one of the–”
  • “minhYUK STOP”
  • “Hahaha I’m kidding jagi you know i only look at you”
  • Possessive af when the other boys spend time with you 
  • “Hey hey hey hands off my property”
  • Dances to you ALWAYS and EVERYWHERE
  • like legit everywhere
  • In the house on the streets in the park on the waiting line
  • Writes rap about you
  • Sometimes even sings with his holy graced voice
  • And feels really embarrassed after 
  • You beg him to do aegyo bc he likes to appear cool 
  • But you just want to eat him when he acts cute 
  • Choreographs special dances for your birthday 
  • Ice cream dates 
  • Just lots of them
  • His hypeness is contagious
  • And the hyungs have trouble controlling you guys 
  • You’re the happy viruses of the group 
  • He makes you happy and you make him happy and you’re just a really really happy cute couple



❝ I don’t wanna fight right now. ❞
❝ Know you always right, now. ❞
❝ But nobody waitin’ ‘round with me. ❞
❝ But you don’t wanna spread it ‘round with me, yeah. ❞
❝ Never pick up, never call me. ❞
❝ You know we’re runnin’ out of time. ❞
❝ Baby I done, done enough talking. ❞
❝ Baby we done, done enough talking. ❞
❝ I want you to hold me down. ❞
❝ Said you know I wanna keep you around. ❞
❝ I’m turnin’ off the light right now. ❞
❝ Now or never. ❞
❝ I’m callin’ it a night now. ❞


❝ But I never have time. ❞
❝ He/she said that I never listen. ❞
❝ But I don’t even try. ❞
❝ I got a new place in Cali. ❞
❝ I’m gone every night. ❞
❝ I fill it with strangers so they keep ‘em alive. ❞
❝ I got a million different people tryna’ kick it. ❞
❝ But I’m still alone in my mind. ❞
❝ I know you’re dying to meet me. ❞
❝ You’ll wish that you never did. ❞
❝ I stayed a night out in Paris. ❞
❝ I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins. ❞
❝ I got a problem with parties. ❞


❝ Never took your side, never crossed your life. ❞
❝ They told me once, “there’s a place where love conquers all”. ❞
❝ A city with the streets full of milk and honey. ❞
❝ I haven’t found it yet, but I’m still searching. ❞
❝ All I know is a hopeless place that flows with the blood of my kin. ❞
❝ Perhaps hopeless isn’t a place. ❞
❝ Nothing but a state of mind. ❞
❝ They told me once, “don’t trust the moon, she’s always changing”. ❞
❝ The shores bend and break for her/him/them. ❞
❝ And she/he/they begs to be loved. ❞
❝ But nothing here is as it seems. ❞
❝ Sun is coming up oh, why, oh, why, oh, why. ❞
❝ why, oh, why, oh, why. ❞


❝ I’ve missed your calls for months it seems. ❞
❝ Don’t realize how mean I can be. ❞
❝ I can change my mind each day. ❞
❝ I didn’t mean to try you on. ❞
❝ But I still know your birthday. ❞
❝ So I’m sorry to my unknown lover. ❞
❝ Sorry I could be so blind. ❞
❝ Didn’t mean to leave you. ❞
❝ And all of the things that we had behind. ❞
❝ I run away when things are good. ❞
❝ The way you laid your eyes on me. ❞
❝ My ignorance has struck again. ❞
❝ I failed to see it from the start. ❞


❝ I’m bad at love. ❞
❝ I believe that we’re meant to be. ❞
❝ Jealousy gets the best of me.❞
❝ Look, I don’t mean to frustrate. ❞
❝ I always make the same mistakes. ❞
❝ But you can’t blame me for tryin’. ❞
❝ You know I’d be lyin’. ❞
❝ That could finally fix me. ❞
❝ Looking back at my history, I’m bad at love. ❞
❝ I never got the chance to make him/them/her mine. ❞
❝ We never told no one but we look so cute. ❞
❝ I know that you’re afraid. ❞
❝ I’m gonna walk away. ❞

Happy Birthday titaniasfics

Happy birthday @titaniasfics! To help you celebrate in style, here’s a little bit of Everlark PwP, just for you. Enjoy! And thank you @thegirlfromoverthepond for the request.


rated E

Originally posted by mizar113

This is not camping.

This little slice of dirt, surrounded by giant trailers and caravans, with their generators humming and televisions flashing. That’s not camping! Who comes out to the ‘wilderness’ just to watch TV anyway?

Nothing about this trip has gone according to plan. The tent I borrowed from Gale can hardly be called a tent at all, ‘pop-up coffin’ might better describe it. My sleeping bag fits in there. Sort of. But nothing else. He, of course, has the huge tent we usually share, and a mattress on a stand, because heaven forbid Madge soil herself by sleeping on the ground.


I should have realized, when Gale suggested inviting a bunch of friends along on our annual trip to the woods, that what he really meant was he wanted to bring his new girlfriend. And the red flags should have been flying when, instead of our typical backcountry camping, he suggested a drive up site. “But it’s right on the lake,” he’d insisted. “We can swim and fish, it’s going to be amazing!”

I guess his girlfriend prancing around in high-heeled sandals and a bikini about as big as a bandana, while refusing to actually go in the water (it’s not chlorinated!) is his definition of fun.

Who am I kidding, of course it’s his definition of fun. He looks at her like she hung the moon.

I’m not jealous, or at least, not in the way you might think. It’s just that Gale and I have been friends since we were kids. A brotherhood of sorts. Partners in crime like that are hard to find.

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Birthday Wishes » Jack Maynard

99 for Jack please? Xx

“Happy birthday!” You cheered when your now four-year-old son Elliot emerged from his room of the apartment you both shared. You had split up with his dad, Jack when he was two, but he did put all his love into the boy and spoiled him rotten. 

“Thank you mummy!” He beamed hugging you. You pulled him into your arms and cuddled him into your chest while placing a kiss on his head. “Is daddy coming over today?”

“I’ll ask him whilst you open all your presents.” You grinned tickling him.

“Ahh!” He giggled. You carried him to the living room where a stack of presents and cards laid neatly on the sofa. You watched him open them from the corner of your eye as you sent a text to Jack.

‘Are you coming over today?’

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Birthday Girl (M)

A short fic I wrote for @xiustories since it’s her birthday~

Genre: X Reader, fluff, smut

Member(s): Minseok <3

POV: Second person

Warning(s): Um, it’s smut, so…

Summary: It’s your birthday, and you know what you want.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

“(y/n)-ah?” Your boyfriend poked his head into your room. “(y/n), it’s morning. And you know what that means…” He cooed, walking up to your bed and brushing a strand of hair from your face. He smiled, taking in your peaceful expression, his heart swelling at the sight of you.

“(y/n)?” He tried, one last time.

When you didn’t wake up, he sighed, shaking his head amusedly. Gently lifting the covers, he slid into bed beside you, situating himself so that your head rested on his chest. He wiggled around a bit more, before wrapping his arms around your sleeping body.

“Min?” You mumbled, your voice hoarse with sleep.

“Morning, birthday girl,” Minseok whispered, grinning and kissing your forehead. 

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mamapeterson  asked:

Ooooo I said one dog. One! With Jax? Please please please.

#15 - “I said one dog! One!” (I hope you like this babe! This is my first time writing Jax so I hope it isn’t that bad haha)

Originally posted by imaginealotofthings

Dating Jax has its ups and downs, especially with the things he does with the club. Some days you want to be told and others you just want to seem like every other normal couple on this planet. But you still loved him all the same. 

Things between you and Jax were really good as of late, and Abel was just about to turn 4 years old. He had been begging you for a puppy for his birthday and naturally, you thought that would be a great idea for the little boy. However, Jax thought differently. When the two of you discussed it he told you he didn’t want more responsibility thrown onto your shoulders and after you reassured him multiple times that you didn’t care…he consented. 

Abel was ecstatic to say the least that night when the both of you sat with him on the couch, telling him that you’d be taking him to pick out a puppy the next day. He was excitedly talking to both you and Jax over what he might name the puppy and he couldn’t sit still. Which caused Jax to get a bright smile, his arm going around your shoulder pulling you closer as the two of you listened to the animated little boy. 

The next day when Jax walked through the front door, exhausted after the dealings of the clubs affairs, he just wanted to lay down with you in his arms and fall into a peaceful sleep. What he ended up getting was something pulling as his pants leg and something else nibbling on his shoe. 

“Shit. Y/N!” Jax stood at the front entrance and waited for you to appear. He raised his eyebrows when you peeked out from behind the wall and pointed down to the two puppies running around his feet. “What is this?”

“Well, the black one is Pepper and the white one is…”

“Let me guess…salt?” 

You couldn’t help but laugh and shake your head as you leaned over to pick the white one up, “No her name is Princess. Both names picked out by your son.”

Jax held up a finger but had to pull it away as the puppy tried to bite it, “I said one dog! One!”

Right as you went to open your mouth to explain yourself, Abel came running up to Jax, “Daddy daddy! I gots two puppies for my birfday!”

“I see that buddy, I thought daddy said only one though?” Jax made a pointed look your direction as he picked Abel up in his arms. All you did was smile and kiss little Princess on the head. 

“Yeah but dey brover and siter and you tell me famiwy is impotent.”

Jax couldn’t help but smile and get a sense of pride at his sons words, “You’re right bud, family is important.”