happy birthday @mangothatismelancholy !! i know im a few hours early but i won’t have much time to post it tomorrow morning ahaha. i hope you like this and i hope i remembered correctly that daddy kink was your favorite (?). also i hope you have a great birthday dude!!!
Ok so this is based on that soul mates AU where your soul mate’s hair color is the colour of your eyes. Your eyes also change colour to match their hair if they dye it.
James hated his soul mate. Who even changes there hair color five times a day? To be honest, the person seemed pretty cool and James loved all the attention he got, but waking up at 2 am to have a very late midnight snack and being scared out of your skin when you look into the mirror on your way back because your eyes are suddenly a bright bubblegum pink is not so cool.
James was pretty sure he was dead when he felt someone jump on top of him. He opened an eye and Lily shrieked immediately. “Your soul mate’s a punk! Honestly, who has yellow hair?” Lily asked, laughing hysterically.
“I can’t go to your party like this! What is wrong with this person! Oh and happy birthday by the way…” James sat up, scratching his hair and yawning.
“Hah! You remembered! Don’t worry big bro your soul mate changes their hair every hour, It’ll be neon green by night! Lily said, before running away as James threw a perfectly aimed pillow at her.
“I didn’t get you a present!” James shouted after Lily as she closed the door to his bedroom behind her.
James groaned and buried is face into his pillow. He hated getting up early. And most of all he hated taking a shower.
It was a Sunday morning and he couldn’t believe he was already in the shower. 8 am was just too early. It’s Lily birthday, he thought to himself, everybody’s going to be there at the party. No, he had to look presentable.
He dried himself up with a flick of his wand and got dressed quickly. He wasn’t joking about not having a present for Lily yet. What do you even give to annoying little 16 year old girls on their birthdays?
James decided Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes would be the best choice, it was his and Lily’s favourite shop after all, he also hadn’t visited his uncles Fred and George in a while.
He apparated to Diagon Alley and was greeted by a bunch of Weasley kids.
“Hey James!” Rose waved towards him “You’re going to Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes too, aren’t you? We could all go together!”
“Sure!” James said, walking towards the the noisy little group.
Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes was tightly packed with young witches and wizards as always. James caught a glimpse of his uncle Fred demonstrating a new trick to an excited group of kids. He walked over to where the dung bombs were kept and found his uncle Sirius (technically they were his granddad’s best friends but grand uncle sounded quite weird…Sirius agreed with him) there looking way more excited than the kids uncle Fred was with. Remus was standing behind him looking defeated.
“What do you even do with dung bombs?” James asked, walking towards them with a wide grin. Sirius was his favourite uncle.
“Oh don’t ask. He drags me here every month!” Remus said, glaring at Sirius.
“You’re going to be there at the party too, right?” James asked, picking up 6 dung bombs in one hand.
“Yeah sure, we’ll be there!” Sirius and Remus said together.
“Love the turquoise eyes, James! Bet they were bright yellow just this morning.” Sirius said, winking at James and then quickly turning to Remus with a knowing smirk.
“How do you know?” James asked, he was sure they knew something he didn’t.
“Oh, forgot we said anything! We’ve got to go now! See you at the party, James!” Remus was now walking away from James, full speed, dragging Sirius behind him, who was waving at James.
James sighed. Real weird family he had…but he loved ever last one of them, even if they were total nut cases.
James knew Lily loved dung bombs and he was quite proud of her to be honest. She could be really annoying sometimes, but James and Lily got along really well. The amount of hexes Lily knew made James really proud and scared him at the same time.
It was almost time for the party, James had spent half the day brewing up a hurricane in his closet. He had finally settled on his favourite black tee which said ‘Mischief Managed’ on the front in gold. He had charmed it to work like an exact replica of the Marauder’s Map but only the person wearing it could use it. It wasn’t that useful, but James loved it. He looked into the mirror, his eyes were indeed a beautiful mix of green and blue. This he could live with.
“People are going to be here any moment now, James! - Oh hello, Scorpius!” Albus sounded really excited. James was sure he had something going on with that Malfoy kid.
James apparated downstairs, ( why walk when you can apparate, right? ) the hall looked amazing. Their mom had gone a bit overboard decorating the place. Christmas was around the corner and so Lily’s birthday party was Christmas themed. They had even bought a tree and the roof was charmed to look like the night sky with soft snowflakes falling occasionally and disappearing into thin air before falling to the floor. A bunch of mistletoe hung around every corner, and trays with cups of hot chocolate flew around the hall.
James got himself a cup and then proceeded to blast some muggle rock music, which he and Lily adored, in the highest possible volume at which the neighbours wouldn’t consider calling the police.
In half an hour the room was tightly packed with people. James went over to where his grandparents were. He found Sirius and Remus next to them. Remus was an exceptionally good dancer, he noted with a grin.
“Hey dads!” he heard someone call form behind him. As he turned around to have a look at who this person was, he felt time freeze. The person before him was just a bit taller than him, he had a beanie on but the blue-green hair peaking out from the front of it was unmistakable.
James spent the next few minutes staring at Teddy as he talked to Sirius and Remus. He had never really seen Teddy before…well, actually he might have, when they were kids, but he didn’t remember. Teddy was quite scrawny actually, but in a really cute way. He had really long lashes but James couldn’t really make out his eye colour. He so hoped that they were dark brown.
“Hey James! You haven’t met Teddy yet, right? Come over here!” Sirius was full on smirking at him now, he had one arm around Teddy’s shoulder and Teddy was looking straight at him. For a moment James couldn’t breath. And going by Teddy’s face he looked like he couldn’t either. His lips were slightly apart and James could swear he was blushing a bit. As James walked over to right in front of Teddy, he could see his eyes were the exact shade of really dark brown as his hair.
“Hello Teddy… I mean I’m Teddy..uh hi!” Teddy said, extending a hand towards James. James shook his hand, they were still staring at each other and it took James a bit (way too much actually) longer than it should have to realise that they were still holding hands and he hadn’t said a word.
“Uh I-I’m James, nice to meet you Teddy!” James couldn’t control the blush that was slowly creeping up to his cheeks. He abruptly let go of Teddy’s hand and ran it though his hair, which he had spent hours on to make it look perfectly messy.
“James…” Teddy repeated his name, just loud enough for James to hear. Hearing his name on Teddy’s lips made him want to kiss him senseless right in front of his family. He decided he couldn’t trust himself enough, he had to go find Lily.
“I-l’ve got to go find Lily…see you around Teddy!” he turned around and disappeared into the crowd. He could hear Teddy asking him to wait but he needed to get away before he dragged Teddy into a room or something.
“Lily, help.” James was out of breath when he found Lily.
“So Teddy Lupin, huh?” Lily turned to him with a smirk.
“Well. Yes, and how do you know? And why is everyone smirking at me like that!? Ugh.” James buried his face into his hands.
“It’s my birthday, silly! He came to wish me, I noticed the turquoise hair, he’s cute. Now go kiss him!” Lily’s smirk was only getting more ridiculous.
“Merlin, LILY! I can’t just kiss him! I need a plan, ok?” James was beginning to get sick of that evil smirk.
“Ok here’s the plan. You go find him, ask him to dance. They I play some sick beat and you casually sneek him into your room and then you snog him for eternity!- Oh look there he is!” Lily had that mischievous spark in her eyes which she had gotten from her mother.
“Yeah, that sounds about right…wait, what?” James turned around and was pushed into someone. “Oops!” he herd Lily giggle behind him.
Suddenly he couldn’t think straight anymore. Strong arms were around him and his heart was in his throat.
“Are you ok, James?” Teddy whispered into his ear as he pulled him back up and took a step away from him.
He didn’t want him to move at all, James had gone all weak at the knees and was sure he’d fall if he didn’t find a support soon enough.
“willyoudancewithme?” he blurted out, resting his arm on the table next to him in the most awkward way possible.
“Um…what?” Teddy asked, in confusion. He looked really cute when he was confused.
““W-Would you like to dance with me?” James was trying not to stutter but Teddy was still staring at him.
“I’d love to!” Teddy exclaimed, laughing, and just as he pulled James close and placed his hands on his shoulder ‘Voices’ by ‘Cheap Trick’ started playing and everybody in the room whooped and clapped in approval. James cursed under his breath.
Teddy was a very very good dancer and James was struggling to keep up. Teddy was laughing into his ear as he pulled him closer still. James was falling for him every second.
“Can we go somewhere quite?” Teddy asked, weaving their fingers together. James could actually feel butterflies in his stomach.
“Sure, Follow me.” James led Teddy through the crowd of people towards his room. They were still holding hands and James was finding it hard to breathe.
“Um…this is my room.” James said, opening the door.
Teddy stared at him for a while and then pushed him into the room and pinned him to the back of the door in one fluid motion, closing the door shut in the process.
“Where were you all my life.” Teddy whispered, fixing him to the spot with his mesmerising gaze, it was impossible to look away.
“Where were you all my life” James whispered back. Teddy was too close to him. Their bodies were pressed together in all the right place, there was absolutely no space between them.
“Let’s talk later ok?” Teddy said before kissing him slowly at first, savouring each second.
James felt fireworks explode in his heart. He had never been kissed before, and this was the most amazing feeling in the world. Teddy bit down on his lower lip gently and James just couldn’t control the little noises that were escaping his lips. Teddy’s tongue was in his mouth and James had his fingers tangled in his hair, gripping it tight enough to make Teddy moan in a way that was driving him crazy. Every kiss was like a promise for more to come, little glimpse of the eternity they had before them.
When they finally broke, apart both of them were gasping for air.
“Your eyes are bubblegum pink.” Teddy was giggling now, their foreheads touching.
“Your hair is bubblegum pink.” James laughed along with Teddy, twisting his body so that it was now Teddy who was pinned to the door.
“You’re going to have to visit a lot more frequently from now on.” James said, nibbling on his lower lip.
“Hmm, looks like I will be visiting quite frequently.” Teddy replied, pulling James into a hug.
I hope you like it! 😄😄😄 requests are always open 😊
Hey mom! So tomorrow (June 1st) is my birthday, and since I absolutely adore your writing to Jupiter and back, I was wondering if you could write a small Joshua AU? Like maybe how he would celebrate his s/o's birthday with them or something like that? I hope this is not too much to ask!! Love you and I hope you have a nice day!~
im a little late,,,but i hope this post reaches u as a cute birthday gift!!!
so on the day of ur birthday u wake up and like most days ur doing ur best to roll out of bed when u feel ur phone go off
and it’s a text from ur boyfriend u can tell by the special tone that goes off because joshua had sheepishly admitted that he’d like it if u made his contact tone like,,,,,different from everyone elses
you guys actually have matching ones 4 each other,,,,,his buddies do not let him live this down
but yeah u check ur phone and it’s the usual good morning i love u,,,,but also a happy birthday message followed by hearts and stars and then,,,
the text bubble pops up and u see a message: can u meet me at the bus stop near u in 10min?
and ur a little surprised because joshua,,,,likes to plan,,,,so ud expected him to send u something later in the day like an afternoon date or something,,,,but it’s p early??? and 10 min??? josh always texts like an hour in advance
but u shrug and try ur best to get ready,,,managing to dash out just in time but when u get the bus stop???? it isn’t joshua??? it’s seokmin???
and ur like,,,, “ur not,,,,joshua?” and seokmin tilts his head and is like “im not?” jokingly before smiling and handing u something behind his back
it’s a card and it says “take the bus and come find me at the place we first met!~” in joshua’s hand writing
and ur like hmmm what is this,,,some kind of game
and u look at seokmin who turns away and pretends to be interested in the trees and ur like seokmin,,,,,,tell me,,,,,,and he’s like idk anyone named seokmin anyway the bus is coming and i gtg byeeee
and with that the boy walks away and u hear the bus pull up to the stop and u hold the card,,,,,thinking about that time u met joshua at the second-hand bookshop in the mall,,,,
how he’d looked so,,,,,serene standing between the dusty shelves,,,a stack of books in his hands and glasses slopping off his nose,,,,
but again,,,,when u get to the stop near the mall,,,heading for the bookstore u try to look in every aisle but no joshua???
until u see him,,,,,,,,,mingyu,,,,
and u go up to him and ur like ??? where is joshua and mingyu is like “you mean,,,,where is the love of your life~” and ur like wha- and mingyu is like “it’s what ur saved as in his phone so i was just wondering-”
and ur like mingyu shush now is there another card??? and mingyu grins and is like there is here u go and on this one,,,it says “sorry,,,,ill really be there this time!! walk from the mall toward the park!!”
and u sigh scrunching ur nose up and looking at mingyu and ur like “is he going to be there?” and mingyu is like “soooo did u save joshua as ur cutiepie??? angel???? fluffybutt???” and ur like uGH fine ill just go thanks for n o help and mingyu winks as he sees u off
and as u get to the park,,,,you notice the balloons near the swings and u go over and someone is one the swing and ur like “joshu-”
but instead when they jump off and turn around all u see is,,,,,seungcheol and ur like “nOT again wHERE IS MY boyFRIEND”
and seungcheol is like “what,,,,am i not good enough/???” faking a dramatic look on his face and ur like “seungcheol, seriously wh-”
but ur words are cut off because you feel a set of hands wrap you up in a hug,,,,the familiar voice against your ear that goes “happy birthday~”
and ur like,,,joshua,,,,,
and u turn around and see him,,,,,smiling and he tugs you closer but u can see the blush spreading over his cheeks because tbh joshua has never been big on pda so he must be embarrassed in front of seungche - oh wait
when u pull back u see the rest of seventeen standing behind you guys,,,,,,minghao holding a cake and jun a huge stuffed animal
and the rest of them have more balloons and joshua is still red,,,,but he holds ur hand in his and he’s like “we can have something private later,,,but the guys wanted to celebrate ur birthday too so,,,,,”
and u hear vernon chuckle and he’s like “joshua don’t lie,,,,you’re the one who planned this because u love them too damn much”
and u look at joshua whose like “wh-whAt- no i - to -totally didn’t,,,,,,”
but it is TOTALLY obvious he did
and u cant help but bite back ur lip because u wanna smile so wide and u can’t believe,,,,,that he got everyone here on ur day,,,,,
and you lean up to kiss his cheek instead and the boys break out into a cheer and seungkwan is like “let me get my phone out i need pics-”
and joshua uses a hand to cover his face and he’s like nO but ur like joshua!!! it’s my birthday,,,,please??
and after a second he puts his hand down and is like ,,,,,,, “i cant say no,,,,,to u on ur birthday,,,,,,”
and u lean up to kiss him again so seungkwan can take the picture
but u also whisper “u cant say no to me everyday joshua hong don’t lie hehe”
you guys eat cake in the park and woozi makes u and joshua crowns out of flowers (which no one knew he could do. like what skills,,,,)
and it’s cute you spend the day with your love and your friends,,,,,but after joshua tells u he has dinner planned just for you two,,,,,,,,hoshi tries to figure out where u guys are going but jeonghan pulls him away by the ear LOL
My manager came back from maternity leave and, since I was hired to cover for her, I just met her the other day. She’s super nice and funny and has lots of stories to tell of her little boy. But anyways, she was telling me that we are getting paid early this month because of stocktake and I was like “great! I’ll have money for my birthday!” And she asked me when my birthday was (30th of January in case anyone wants to send me gifts lol) and if I was doing anything. I was like “working lol” and she was like “what? Let me look at the rotas” and made it so I was off Monday and spread those hours over the week. What a sweetheart!
Do you think Isak went to Even's house for his birthday ??
i think he was there since friday,and in the early hours of sunday a similar thing like ep10 opening scene happened only this time it was lighter, just watching his boy sleep and smiling to himself,all excited that his boyfriend now is 20,…and when even opens his eyes isak grins and evens like “its 7 in the morning how can you smile so early” and closes his eyes ready to go back to sleep and isak bites his bottom lip still smiling and he’s just “its your birthday” and evens like “I know” and isak “happy birthday” and even looks at him ,into his eyes and then lips and he smiles too and isak acts all serious like “what are you smiling about its only 7 in the morning” and even does the thing where he puts his tongue against his teeth and smiles and he snorts in disbelief ,….then after isaks breakfast attempt they sit down on the floor like in ep2 and he gives even his gift,and he’s so excited about it and even just can’t stop smiling and he’s like “you’re ridiculous” but he’s excited too and he opens the gift and idk let’s say its pretty woman on dvd plus a picture of them together as the two main characters lmao and they laugh about it and then evens like “this is really amazing but you know which gift i love the most” and he takes the bow from the wrapping and puts it on isaks head and he says “you” and isak rolls his eyes with a soft smile and even whispers “thank you” and isak knows he’s thanking him for everything not just the gifts but for being there ,being with him,loving him,accepting him…..sigh
This was written for @jenn582, who is literally the best reader that a fic writer could ever hope for (and is also funny as hell). She was kind enough to say that she liked “You Go First” and suggested a sequel, so here it is in honor of her birthday! About 2K of extreme fluff and smut, hopefully in the same style as the original. And only about 5 days late! Happy Birthday! :D
Moonlight soaked their nearly-silent bedroom, spilling through the open curtains behind him and splashing heavy shadows on the walls. The nights were so different in the country - no raucous crowds spilling out of the pubs at half eleven, no cats knocking over the rubbish bins, no suspicious thumping from the flat upstairs. But Ron always thought the emptiness seemed to have a sound of it’s own, beyond even the crickets and nocturnal creatures; the vast expanse of the countryside slipping through open windows to fill the corners with a sometimes oppressive sense of space. Tonight, though, he noticed nothing but the slow, steady breathing of his wife, the reassuring hum and faint whistle of every exhale.
They had lingered together on the sofa until long after the sun had sank, hearts overfull of thoughts and emotions that didn’t always make it into words. What conversation they had was hushed and reverent as they started to absorb the news that would alter the course of their lives forever. When Hermione began to yawn drowsily, Ron had insisted they head to bed - but not, for him, to sleep.
From where he lay in the bed behind her his eyes traced the curve of her shoulder, her body so familiar to him and yet tonight, completely different in an almost ineffable way. Shadows pooled beneath the planes and in the valleys of her face, but he could easily fill in the features obscured by darkness. Every part of her was so indelibly inked into his mind… but, he acknowledged, this wasn’t the only version of Hermione that had ever existed for him. He had known her since the age of eleven, that little girl so different from the woman before him. And he planned to be with her, if the fates were kind, until they were wrinkled and gray. But this change, now, in the sweet, hoped-for years in-between, was bound up with more excitement, uncertainty, and anticipation than he could have ever imagined.
Would he notice every day, he wondered? Or would the changes be so gradual and subtle that he could barely tell the difference, until one day he would be shocked to find how far his arms had to travel to wrap around her middle? The situation they were in was so new to him as to be almost incomprehensible, but that would be well-traveled ground for him - that feeling of knowing her so well, of seeing her nearly every day and yet sometimes still being suddenly, improbably struck by her in some way. It was more understandable at those times when she had dressed especially for some occasion, her stylish robes and fancy hair intentionally different from her everyday look. The contrast was like a bludger to the head; how had he not noticed? He had a bad track record with those moments when they were younger, although treasured memories of weddings and other special events attended as a couple had long since dulled the sting of those blunders.
Arin can tell Dan is starting to get sleepy somewhere around midnight. By two am he’s devolved into murmured ramblings and bizarre non-sequiturs. As the session wears on he slowly starts to tilt over onto Arin’s side of the couch, until eventually he’s leaning his head on Arin’s shoulder and watching the TV through half-open eyes.
“Okay, I’m calling it,” Arin declares, putting down his controller. “You’re barely coherent.”
(A/N): So, my birthday is coming and I thought about this during the ‘English Terminology’ class. I wanted to write something with Steve because I’m slowly falling for this man. Anyway, this is pure fluff and I’m satisfied with this work. Sorry for mistakes. O:)
The clock alarm went on at exactly 7 AM. It was Wednesday – the day she wished didn’t exist; the day she wished she was somewhere else and not in the tower. They all knew about this day and all she wanted was some peace and quiet. Why celebrate the fact that you are one year closer to the death? Why do even people celebrate birthday? Last year, Tony threw her a massive surprise party and she ran away after two hours. She couldn’t stand it – too many people.
(Y/N) got up and looked at the empty space next to her. He wasn’t there. Fury sent him on a risky mission and he was supposed to be back tomorrow evening. She sighed and scratched the back of her head. Her heart did have one small wish – spend the day with Steve, stay in the bedroom, cuddle and sleep. No parties, no presents, nothing. Just the two of them would be perfect. But he wasn’t there. It’s been almost a month since he went on a mission and it sucked.
The first thing she did was a long hot shower. It was a ritual – washing her hair, shaving legs and other parts of her body, putting on a special shower gel that got rid of the old dead skin. Every girl did that. It was a part of the daily routine. After she got out from the shower and dried her hair, it was time to put on some proper formal clothing. Fury wanted to send Maria to a special meeting, but (Y/N) took it before her friend could say otherwise. It was a plan – to do as much as possible. No one would bother her while doing her work. (Y/N) took a deep breath when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Her long hair was in a proper bun, she put on a nude make-up and the tight clothes showed her figure perfectly.
She was becoming one of Rick’s favorite parts of his new life. After their lunch date with their children, they continued seeing each other regularly and the more time they spent together, the less they had company. Their first date came and went and their relationship began to progress at a comfortable pace.
“Do you think this counts as a long-distance relationship?” Michonne asked, late one Saturday afternoon while they were lounging in her living room sans children. Her leg was thrown over his waist and his hand rested firmly on her rear as they faced each other. Rick ended up arriving more than an hour early for their date and she was more than happy to have the extra time with him. They both enjoyed spending some quiet time in each other’s company, just being.
And they were completely alone.
André was spending the weekend with his father and Carl was away with his aunt and uncle to celebrate his uncle’s birthday.
A/N: Entirely self-indulgent birthday stuff because nobody tells me happy birthday quite like I do.
Today was the day.
While Jack found pleasure in a great deal of things, none made him quite as happy as the date of today. It was, after all, what he’d spent months of research looking for. He waited impatiently, tapping his foot on the ground as his eyes scanned the cafeteria. It was in the early hours of the morning, far before anyone else was up, but Jack knew you’d be here.
For the past several months, you two had fallen into a routine of eating breakfast together before the rest of the agents were up and about. One day, on the day Jack finally had mustered up some courage, he slyly mentioned getting drinks sometime, you know, like a date. You’d got that infamous little smirk of yours, the one that just begged for trouble, your eyes twinkling bright.
“Ask me again on my birthday and I might take you up on it,” you’d said, challenge in your voice.
Jack had replied with a, “maybe I will,” before departing.
Ever since the conversation, he’d searched through file after file to no avail. As Strike Commander of Overwatch, he had many resources, but even with all the possibilities under his fingertips, he couldn’t manage to find a single date. That was, until he’d gone around the system.
He’d asked Angela casually, nothing more than a, “hey, what should I get for (Y/N)’s birthday?”
When he saw Angela’s brows furrow, he knew he must’ve got something.
“It’s not for a few more months,” she’d shrugged. “Why are you getting a gift so early?”
“I must’ve got the dates wrong,” Jack feigned concern, his jaw dropping a bit to seem more convincing. “I thought it was next week.”
Mercy laughed and corrected him. Jack smiled.
He knew he’d catch you off guard when he asked you once more. His heart sped up at the thought of you accepting his proposal. He’d been trying to win your affections for so long.
“What are you doing up so early?” You teased, sticking your tongue at the Strike Commander.
His heart melted at the sight of your sleepy eyes and messy hair. You must’ve gotten up a little later than anticipated, but Jack didn’t mind.
“It’s nice, you should try it,” Jack suggested, a smile on his lips.
You dropped yourself by his side, snuggling into your over-sized sweatshirt as you did so. Jack slid a drink to your hands, the warmth crawling up your arms as you breathed in the sweet smell.
“I was hoping to ask,” Jack began, barely able to keep the excitement out of his tone.
This was it. He was finally going to get an answer to whether you wanted to go on a date with him or not.
You hummed, waiting for him to continue as you took small sips of your drink, relishing the warm feel as it slid down your throat.
“Did you want to go out for drinks tonight?”
Though fear lingered in his mind, curling around his consciousness like a vine, he didn’t let the soft, carefree expression leave his face. He kept his composure, his fingers running through his blonde locks as he awaited your reply.
“I thought I said to ask me again on my birthday,” you said, playing it off with another swallow of your drink.
That didn’t deter Jack in the slightest.
“I am,” he leaned forward on his forearms, looking you straight in the eye, “Happy birthday, by the way.”
You spluttered a cough, cheeks heating up. He looked so confident, so bold, like the leader in him was demanding attention.
“Okay,” you rasped, managing to catch your breath. “I’ll see you tonight.”
Jack puffed out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding in, a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears.
Request by @astilinski24: Could you do a Connor Mcdavid imagine where he surprises you at boots and hearts and it’s your birthday
A/N: Okaay… I’ve struggled a little because I didn’t know what Boots and Hearts was and had to look it up and I hope I got it right. I actually enjoyed writing this so much, I hope you like it just as much. Thanks for the request!
Word Count: 1204
Warnings: Nope. I think. Donuts are mentioned, so you might get hungry?
“Hey (y/n), wake up” Connor whispers and I stir on my
sleep. I feel like I haven’t got an hour of sleep.
“What time is it?” I ask him, rubbing my eyes and
trying to sit down.
“Seven in the morning” he answers me and I groan. Why
is he awake so early? Why is he waking me up this early? “Hey,
Grumpy” I look at him in annoyance “happy birthday, my love”
I open my mouth and shut it up before saying anything. I can’t
believe I’ve forgotten my own birthday.
“Eh, thank you” I say and he chuckles, leaning on for
a peck “get in the shower, I have the whole day planned and it is an early
I stretch my body, trying to keep my eyes open for more than a
second and failing miserably. When I finally get to the shower Connor comes
back in the room dressed on jeans and a white tshirt.
“Ugh baby, please” he begs and I start to understand
that we are actually on a schedule. I wash my hair and body and I’m done in
less than five minutes.
When I step out of the shower I see that Connor has left an
outfit for me; a pair of denim shorts, a white boohoo style blouse and some
underwear. Normally I’d put up a fight because I don’t like to be told what to
wear but I give it up before even starting it, putting it on and heading to my
vanity where I put some makeup on. When I get downstairs I see Connor talking
on the phone, so I silently walk towards him and hugging him from behind.
“Yeah, everything is going according to the plan” he
tells someone while intertwining the fingers of his free hand with mine
“yeah, I’ll keep you posted” and he hang up the phone.
“Who was that?” I enquire and he laughs
“No one” and I frown.
“Gather your stuff; phone, ID, sunglasses… only the
things you really need” he indicates me, kissing the tip of my nose.
I grab my leather backpack and get my essentials; my phone,
wallet, keys, lipstick, phone battery and cords, headphones, a mirror,
sunscreen and hand cream, sun glasses, another lipstick just in case…
“We are spending the day out, not moving to another country” he
tells me, hugging me from behind while I get everything in the backpack.
“A girl has a ton of needs” I answer, “let’s go!” I say cheery
and he laughs.
We walk hand on hand to his car and we get
it. Connor starts driving and I get comfy on the seat, his right hand still
linked with mine and resting comfortably on my thigh. The Sun is starting to
come up, but I drift into a light sleep until Connor shakes me lightly.
“Hey (y/n), love” he whispers and I open up
my eyes lazily. We are on line at Tim Horton’s drive thru “What do you want for
“A latte and a double chocolate donut and a
box of timbits?” I answer, getting my sunglasses and putting them on, shutting
my eyes again, ready for another nap.
“So healthy” he comments and I hit his arm,
earning a chuckle from him. He orders my really unhealthy order and a breakfast
sandwich and a black coffee for him and I give him money from my wallet “Uh uh,
“It’s my birthday. Let me buy you
breakfast” I whine and he gives me a dirty look “Please, Connor. You have the
whole day planned and the only thing I can do is buying you breakfast”
“Okay, okay” he sighs in defeat and I
smile, leaning on to kiss his cheek “but I’m not happy about this”
“I know. I will be good the rest of the
day” he knows I’m lying, but he nods.
It takes us a while to get back on the road
since the whole Tim Horton’s stuff want pictures with Connor, but he finally
make it back to the highway. I plug in my phone to the car and I shuffle
through my Spotify, looking for a good song to play.
“I’m feeling country today” he says and I
smile, going to my country playlist and just hit play.
We spend around an hour straight karaoking
to country songs. At some point I had started to record instagram stories of
both of us singing and my phone has blown up with messages from fans. I am a
hockey fan myself and I love to see what my favorite players are doing on their
time off, so I take my role as informant really seriously, trying to give the
fans a little insight on Connor’s life. He doesn’t mind it too much or at least
I think he doesn’t.
“How much longer?” I ask, munching on my
“Not long” he says, eyeing my sugary
treats, “can I have one?”
“Nope, too unhealthy for you” I say,
grabbing a blueberry one and holding it in front of his mouth for him to bite
“Thanks, babe” he gets the whole thing in
his mouth and links our hands, taking mine to his lips and kissing it softly.
Ten minutes later he pulls the car to the
side of the country road we’ve been on and I look at him, question clear on my
“You might want to put these on” as he
reach for something on the back seat of the car. My cowboy boots.
“You are so weird…” I say, taking them from
his hands and he smirks, getting the car back on the road.
He drives for a few more minutes until he
points at something outside the car.
“We are here” and I follow his finger until
I see it. It is a huge sign.
“You didn’t…” I whisper and he laughs.
“But the tickets sold out so quickly… you
told me you couldn’t get any” I accuse him
“Baby, I knew how much you wanted to come
to Boots and Hearts. I got the tickets before they even came out to the public”
He tells me and I turn my head so he doesn’t see my watery eyes, “hey you…” he
says, grabbing my chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing me to look
at him “… I love you”
“I love you, too” I say it back and he
smiles softly, “but you are bastard for not telling me” and we laugh.
“Too much for a cute moment, huh?”
“You know me… Romance is not my thing” I
say and he nods.
“Well, I love you just the way you are”
My heart flutters and I wait until he stops
the car on the parking lot to kiss him, the kiss getting pretty heated until we
hear cheers outside the car and I see all of our friends outside, holding a
happy birthday banner and just looking at us in amusement.
“Forgot to tell you… I invited everyone” he
whispers and I laugh, hitting his arm softly.
“Best birthday ever”
“C’mon, I think Luke Bryan is singing
‘Happy birthday’ for you tonight”
“Please guys! It’d mean a lot to me!” (Y/n) whine loudly, looking at her friends. “Jughead, you can go as the Black Ranger! Archie, red! I’m begging, Halloween isn’t just a day to wear costumes, it’s also my birthday. Think of it as a birthday present!” She looked at her friends, he head snapping towards her girlfriend. Cheryl looked away quickly, not wanting to wear the embarrassing costume. (Y/n) looked down sadly, leaving the restaurant.
The next day, at Riverdale High School’s costume party, (y/n) walked in, clad in her green Power Ranger outfit. Everyone laughed at the lonely looking ranger, making her sigh. Soon, someone put their hand on her shoulder. (Y/n) looked over, seeing a yellow ranger. Cheryl moved the mask up a bit with a wink. Soon, Veronica came over in pink, Betty in blue (holding hands with the black ranger, Jughead), and Archie in red. (Y/n) lifted the mask with a grin.
“You guys did it?” She screamed excitedly, kissing Cheryl, and hugging her friends. They all nodded and told her happy birthday. “We have a surprise for you later.” Betty told their green ranger. (Y/n) smiled, looking back at Cheryl. Cheryl looked at the group, nodding as they walked away.
“You look freaking adorable.” Cheryl commented, leaning down slightly, kissing her deeply. (Y/n) kissed back with a huge grin. Cheryl moved her hand to the tight suit, resting it on her butt. “Looks like my surprise might come early. Make out in the empty hall?” (Y/n) would never say no to that, running off with Cheryl and making out for about an hour.
Later that night, Cheryl drove (y/n) to Betty’s where the core four gathered. They were still in their suits, making (y/n) gleeful. Betty went to the kitchen, and came back with a power ranger cake. (Y/n) made a wish after they sang happy birthday, and blew on the candles. “What’d you wish for?” Cheryl asked her girlfriend,
“I didn’t wish for anything, everything is perfect.” She smiled, making Cheryl raise her brow. “Fine, sex with you for my birthday.” She whispered in Cheryl’s ear. Archie looked over at Veronica confused, but Veronica just smirked at her oblivious boyfriend.
And, that’s how the night ended, Cheryl peeling off your green ranger suit and sex. Hot sex a power ranger would be jealous of.
//sorry if this isn’t what you wanted. I tried though. :)
Prompt: “I want to wake up with you like this every morning.” + “Why don’t you crash at my place for tonight.”
“Wow,” you said, yawning as you pushed back your chair and stood. “I really should go home.”
“This early?” Sungbin said. “You haven’t even been here that long!”
You laughed. “I’ve been here like 4 hours! I’m tired; I have to work tomorrow anyway.”
“If you’re sure,” he said.
“I am.” You took the final sip of your beer and waved to everyone sitting around Sungbin’s living room. “Bye everyone! And happy birthday, Sungbin!”
“Thanks!” he said, “Thanks for coming.”
You hadn’t noticed Joon-kyung stand until his voice said, “I’ll walk you home,” and you turned to see he was standing next to you.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” you said. “I’m fine.”
“I know,” he said. “I’d like to, though.”
You shrugged. “Okay, thanks!”
You walked out of the noisy apartment in silence, down the hall and into the elevator. “Are you okay?” you asked as you descended. Now that you saw him in brighter light, his eyes looked exhausted and his face haggard. He clearly hadn’t shaved in a couple days and his posture was slumped, tired.
A/N: kay this is kinda sad but it’s kinda how it’s with me, it’s my birthday today and something always happens, why I don’t like to celebrate any holiday. but so far so good so here’s my gift to all of you for being in my life and reading my trash fanfics .
Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Reader
Warning: kinda sad but with a happy end
Plot: the Reader hates her birthday and Peter tries to help her feel happy on her special day
You never liked your birthdays. Something always happened that left you in tears till the early hours. You would wake up the next day, eyes red and puffy, forced to lie that you just was up late and had a lot of fun last night. You never liked your birthday as a kid too. The people were always so loud, half of them you didn’t even know, that were just there because they were your parents friends.
You hated spending time at the table as the others drink and eat away you hide in the corner of your room, headphones on, music blasting as high as it can.
Now you were 25 and you still felt the same. You stopped talking to your family long ago mostly because your parents didn’t want you to move out, not trusting you enough and not believing you will keep yourself out of hams way.
That alone left a deep scar on your heart and a heavy feeling on your mind.
Living alone was different. No one was home to see you as you walk in after work. No one was there.
Just the cold walls.
It felt colder than before but it was always this way.
You dropped your body on the cold covers of your bed. Not bothering to take off your fall jacket. Your eyes half lidded and you blink, not really focusing your vision on anything. You move your hands a little only to feel something on the edge closer to the pillows. You raised an eyebrow oh so slightly, confused at the new feeling. You lifted your hand higher to feel a small square like object wrapped in thin paper with what felt like a ribbon on the corner of it.
You finally lifted your body up to your knees on the bed, not taking your hand off the small object.
In the dark you can see the slightly reflective silver ribbon wrapping the object along with dark blue wrapping paper with a silver star pattern.
You mumble a what under your breath and take the small item in your hands. The silver gave it away and you knew for a fact it was from Peter, one of your closest friends at the Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters, you were a teacher there, one of the not so many humans that see mutants just like normal people.
You had a liking to the speedster, he was one of those people who could just make a bad day 10 times better.
You slightly shook your head, looking back at the small package in your hand. You carefully took the wrapping paper off, taking care not to rip it apart when you took off the clear tape off that kept the paper in place neatly and taking off the silver ribbon and putting it and the paper aside.
In your hands you had a picture frame, a picture of your entire class, who you loved teaching, holding a handmade poster with the words “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS (Y/L/N)”.
Your eyes felt watery and a smile tugging at your lips. You look at the back of the frame, to see a small letter.
Hey im sorry, I cant give you this to you in person but I had to help out on mission half way across the globe. I know its not much but the kids were trying their best to show you their love after all the hours you spend with them every day. I want you to know you don’t have to hate your special day anymore ok? When im back im taking you out ok? Sounds fun ? I hope so.
Anyway, I just wanted to say I love you a lot and I want you to know ill always be the for you, as a friend and much more.
Happy birthday (Y/n)
With lots of love, Peter.”
Reading the letter you didn’t feel you started to full on cry.
When you finally came to, you had a smile on your face, whipping the tears way and putting the frame on your bed side table, along with the letter. The whole time you got ready for bed you couldn’t help but smile.
As you got to bed, you looked at the frame again.
“Love you too Peter …” you whispered more to yourself than anything as you fell asleep, and for the first time in a while, it didn’t feel cold.