three tier cake

Gem Heat AU- Pearl Runs Out Of Flour

Amethyst stood in the doorway, mouth agape. Pearl was laser focused on putting the finishing touches on a three tiered cake, and Steven was sitting on a stool with a half eaten plate of cookies in front of him. The counters around them were covered with various baked goods.Amethyst had noticed the smell when she was walking back to the temple with a bag of fry bits, now lying on the beach where she had dropped them. This had happened before. Steven and the gems liked to bake, but Amethyst only smelled that many different types of dessert when Pearl needed to distract herself. Specifically when she was in heat.

“Hi Amethyst!” Steven waved to her. “Isn’t this great? Pearl’s been baking all day!”

Amethyst was silent as she watched Pearl make another perfect icing rose like her life depended on it. This was bad.

“How are we gonna eat all of this?” Steven idly asked the room at large.

“Hey, uh, why don’t you go take Lion and go get Connie and Greg? Don’t want them to miss out on all this, huh?” Amethyst fought to keep her voice calm.

“Good idea!” Steven hopped off the stool and started walking to the door, stopping when he saw Amethyst’s face. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah…” Amethyst said distantly. Steven frowned slightly and handed her a cupcake.

“Well, anyway, have one of these. They’re really good.”

Both Pearl and Amethyst were motionless as the door opened and the sound of Steven’s footsteps traveled down the stairs and out onto the beach. Soon after, Lion’s distant roar was carried up to the door by the gentle sea breeze.

The house was silent.

Pearl’s eyes met Amethyst’s for a moment. She blushed, hard, and went back to icing. Amethyst slowly put the cupcake in her mouth and chewed. The wrapper’s muffled crinkling filled the room, and then she swallowed. Pearl kept working.

“It’s bad this time, huh, P?”

Pearl’s blush deepened but she didn’t stop.

Amethyst stepped up to her and gently put a hand on Pearl’s back. Pearl jumped like she had been touched with a live wire and icing squirted all over the counter’s contents. Together they stared at the cake’s now erratic pattern.

The tube of icing clattered gently to the floor. “Geez, P, I didn’t mean to-” She was interrupted by Pearl lifting both her arms and slamming her fists into the cake. It splattered tremendously.

Pearl’s breath was ragged as she stood up straight and turned her back to Amethyst and the cake. “Darn it.” A bit of cake slid off her shoulder and hit the floor with a soft splat.

“I’m really sorry, P, I didn’t think… Can we make another one?” Amethyst wrung her hands together nervously.

“No.” She sighed. “And even if I wanted to, we’re out of flour.”

"Are you sure?” Amethyst looked around at the desserts covering the counter, and now the floor, walls, and ceiling, wondering how many bags Pearl had been through already. Wait… if they were out of flour… what was Pearl going to occupy her time with now? Amethyst turned back to see the kitchen devoid of icing-coated gems, and the screen door clattered open behind her.


The one we know as Mystery Girl worked part time as a bartender in a rarely visited dive, but 3pm on a Thursday was an especially dull time. She was leaning on the counter doing the daily crossword when the bar door flung open and an oddly sweet wind swept past her. She glanced up at the still empty bar as the door swung shut. She shrugged and looked back down at her puzzle, which now had a small fragment of icing covering the word she was working on.

Mystery Girl turned around to see a flushed and out of breath Pearl fiddling with her ribbon, eyes on the floor.

She raised an eyebrow at the gem, a smile playing across her lips. “Is it that time already?” She reached out and plucked a perfectly formed icing rose from Pearl’s hair and popped it in her mouth. Pearl’s blush deepened and she nodded, still not meeting her eye.

She grinned at Pearl’s embarrassment, leaned forward, and whispered, “How about we head to the back room and I clean you up? I could use a snack.“ She licked her lips and winked, and then laughed out loud as Pearl leapt at her.


@drawbauchery oh look I actually did something creative for once instead of just promising to. hope I did your AU justice

Well to utilize my headcanon that I definitely need to expand on later that there’s no way in hell none of Mary’s contacts met a tiny Nathaniel without immediately thinking “Shit that’s the cutest human I’ve ever seen and I wanna protect it”:

I like to believe that like a month after TKM a large box is relived to Neil’s dorm, and when he opens it he discovers a three-tier red velvet cake with Congrats on your father’s execution written on it in pink frosting.

TAZ college AU birthday headcanons

-Magnus always gives little hand-carved and painted figurines as gifts. One time he carved a tiny Killian deadlifting Carey overhead, and Killian had to scrunch up her face very hard to hide tears.
-On Merle’s birthday, he walks into the dorm to find a ridiculous display of “over the hill” themed decorations. Everyone has either grown or bought a beard.
-On Magnus’s birthday, Taako bakes the most ridiculous three tier cake. He also makes a second cake. You know, for everyone else to eat. Because Magnus’s cake usually doesn’t even survive the hour before he’s demolished it.
-Taako and Lup pretend to hate joint birthdays, but they love them. One year the gang all go into Chuck E. Cheese, barely being allowed in by claiming they’re all Angus’s chaperone. Magnus gets so mad at the Spider Stompin’ game he almost cracks one of the light up bubbles. Angus wins the most tickets by using probability calculation. Carey puts him on his shoulders so he can shoot baskets. Taako tries to rig the ticket dispenser.
-On Lucretia’s birthday, she is on red fucking alert for mischief. She makes it through the day unpranked and starts to get suspicious. When she gets back home, she finds a box on her desk. Inside is the most beautiful fountain pen she’s ever seen.
-On Killian’s birthday, Carey proposes.

101 Reasons NOT to commit suicide today

1. I’m (you’re) awesome.
2. Miraculous Ladybug Season 2
3. Try all pop tart flavors
4. Will Adele come out with a 27 Album?
5. I (you) haven’t traveled to all countries in the world
6. Will they make another Sherlock Season?
7. First female doctor (Doctor Who)
8. Rewatch reread Harry Potter
9. I (you) haven’t heard all songs in the world
10. First female US president
11. First openly gay US president
12. First trans US president
First US president of Asian decent
13. First Native American US president
14. First (insert thing that hasn’t happened yet) US president
15. I (you (maybe)) haven’t kissed anyone yet (romantically)
16. Will I (you) ever like alcohol?
17. What has happened to my (your) kindergarten teacher?
18. End to the civil war in Syria
19. Understand what is going on between Israel and Palestine
20. I (you) haven’t eaten entire bucket of ice cream
21. I (you) haven’t been to a concert for my (your) favorite band
22. I (you) haven’t baked a three tiered cake with FONDANT decor
23. I (you) haven’t gone skydiving
24. I (you) haven’t gone normal diving
25. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
26. I (you) haven’t gone to a pride parade
27. I (you) haven’t come out to your conservative family
28. I (you) haven’t been to Paris (and not gotten sick/hospitalized)
29. I (you) haven’t confessed your love to my (your) (past) crush
30. My (your) soulmate (I BELIEVE)
31. My (your) wedding
32. What is the undefined answer to something divided by zero?
33. My (your) best friends’ weddings and future kids (who are gonna be cray)
34. Are there aliens out there?
35. What in hell is a pop tart (insert all weird candy here)?
36. Christmas, Hanukkah, Halloween, Ramadan, …
37. Will I (you) ever (finally) get a girlfriend (or significant other)?
38. Finding clothes I (you) feel HOT in
39. Will there be a Saeran or V route in mystic messenger?
40. Being able to drink legally
41. Going to university
42. Throwing an actual party (which I haven’t done)
43. Seeing what all my (your) friends end up doing with their lives
44. Will my (your) friend become a drunkard? @deathtobluejeans
45. Have a couch for my (your) possibly drunkard friend to use (I got you @deathtobluejeans)
46. Finish writing my (your) fan fictions
47. Will the US fall to shit?
48. Helping people if/when the US falls to shit
49. Laughing at a clown fish
50. Pull a successful prank
51. Stand up to the person who bullied me (you)
52. Having a successful come back
53. PUNS. That’s it just puns. Using them.
54. I (you might) want to go to some place where couples make out (like those Make out Point places in movies) and blast the Macarena and start to dance on top of my (your) car with my (your) future wife (spouse)
55. Having a child and showing them every Studio Ghibli Film and crying for hours
56. Will there be a toy story 4??
57. The Incredibles 2 (daarling)
58. Getting another (or just a) pet *cough* dogs rule *cough*
59. Doing pranks and such with my (your) child
60. Best friends’ birthdays
61. Pancakes.
62. Going skinny dipping
63. Getting into a college
64. Discovering/Eat more exotic food
65. Seeing gay marriage legalized in all countries
66. Helping the earth through climate change
67. See an armadillo in person
68. Summit (another) mountain
69. Will I pass my learners permit test?
70. Get my license
71. Breakfast tomorrow
72. Going to a music festival
73. Going to a film festival
74. Going to the oscars
75. Going to Shakespeare in the park
76. Directing my (your) own show
77. Create my (your) own album
78. Riding a bike and not falling on my (your) ass
79. Taking a nice shower
80. Seeing mental health being addressed in government/society
81. Overcoming my (your) anxiety, depression, eating disorder…
82. Becoming fluent in Mandarin (or other language)
83. Yelling at people in French (or another language you might be proficient or fluent in)
84. Becoming fluent in ASL and LSF
85. Sneaking out of my (your) house (to get food lol)
86. Watch my (your) favorite youtubers’ videos
87. Buying myself (yourself) lingerie
88. The feeling when I (you) ace a test
89. Falling in love (again) and when my (your) heart races
90. Miraculous Ladybug Seasons 3-483937373
91. Jam session in my (your) car
92. Making fun of my (your) best friend when around their crush
93. Getting a good night sleep.
94. Feeling the butterflies on my (your) first date with someone
95. Rewatching Pokémon (and finding my old deck (catch ‘em all)
96. What will I (you) have for lunch tomorrow?
97. Mike Pence official website
98. My (your) next birthday
99. Should I (you) get a tattoo?
100. I am (you are) unique in all the world and no one can ever replace me (you), because i am (you are) one in an infinite number of people that are or could have lived right now

101. Will there be another Avatar series (last airbender/legend of korra NOT THE BLUE PEOPLE)

Magic, Shance Fluff Week Prompt 6

June 9th: Magic/Tech

“A wizard, Pidge! One of the most powerful the country has ever seen!!! And he constantly stops by my shop! He always buys the ice crystal jars I make, and he’s so polite and sweet and I have a huge crush and I don’t know what to do!” A man in a blue and white apron wailed, sitting at the edge of a pond, a forest nymph patting his back sympathetically.

Pidge fluttered her wings and laughed at her distressed water mage friend, amused by the human male’s crush on a fellow magic user. “Honestly Lance, you humans are kinda hopeless at courting sometimes. If you like him, just tell him! It’s really quite simple.” She offered, only for the water mage to shake his head sadly.

“Pidge, I told you, he’s the Champion. Princess Allura’s most powerful wizard, able to bend the sky itself. And I’m… just a simple water user. My special skill is making glass things out of unmeltable ice or making shapes out of liquids.” Lance murmured, blue eyes dark with sorrow as he lifted his hand and pulled some of the pond water towards him, shifting its shape to resemble the man he so desperately loved from afar.

Pidge hummed quietly and then looked up at the sky. “Hey, it’s almost time for the summer festival to start. Are you going to go?” She asked, moving to stand in front of him with a raised eyebrow.

Lance chuckled and merely pocketed the pond water in his canteen for later. “Nah, I’ve got more stuff to make. Hunk needs an ice sculpture case for a cake he’s delivering to the Castle. Something about keeping it chilled so the frosting won’t melt in this heat or whatever. A delivery for the Castle needs an extra special ice case, since it’s a cake for the Princess.” He explained, getting to his feet and dusting off his pants.

Pidge lit up. “Hey, I’ve never seen you make an ice case before, can I come watch? Please?” The forest nymph begged, tugging at the taller man’s jacket.

Lance ruffled her hair. “Sure thing, Pigeon! Come on, if we hurry we can get there before noon rush.” Pidge jumped in joy and grabbed the water mage by the arm, tugging him along to his shop.

A few hours later, the young nymph was watching in fascination as Lance skillfully weaved water in a crisscross motion over the cake that had been delivered only the hour before, golden brown eyes wide as he held the water in place, hands sparking with blue magic that steadily grew lighter in color as the water began to freeze.

Neither noticed the doorbell jingle, nor the purple and black robed wizard that stepped into the shop. Lance stuck his tongue out a bit, concentrated on the weaving pattern that whirled around the three tiered cake, sweating only slightly as the water began to freeze.

The newcomer stayed silent, wide eyed, and shyly ducked behind a shelf to keep watching. Lance froze the entire case, a beautiful latticework that sparkled in white and blue.

“Right, one half down, one half to go.” Lance sighed, Pidge jumping onto the counter to circle the cake, tracing the patterned ice with a shiver and a smile.

Lance shooed the little nymph off of the table. “Pidge! It’s not done yet! Hunk said someone from the Castle will be here to pick up the cake soon, I need this finished before they get here!” He scolded, turning back to summon more purified spring water from his stores.

He turned back to the cake and swirled the liquid through the latticework, curving the water to cover the exposed gaps in beautiful ice flowers that resembled juniberries, the favorite flower of the Princess. He clapped his hands and froze everything together in a shower of gorgeous blue sparks, finished.

He jerked away from the cake when he heard a soft gasp that was definitely not from Pidge. He looked up, startled, to see the very wizard he had been crushing on watching him from next to a shelf full of summer potion bottles. Pidge observed with fascination as both men turned bright red, giggling.

“Uh, hello again. I was, well, sent to pick up the ice coated cake for the Princess?” The Champion asked, stepping out from behind the shelf, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

Lance gaped until Pidge leaned over to gently shut his mouth, snapping him from his funk. “Oh! Well, you’re just in time, I just finished sealing it up…” the water mage stammered, face still red.

The Champion moved forward, smiling. “Thank you. The Princess appreciates your work, and frankly so do I. It’s beautiful!” He praised, silver eyes not exactly focused on the cake.

Pidge smirked as Lance flushed an even deeper red. “Ah, you’re welcome, uh, I mean thanks, I mean, umm, I’m glad you like it?” The water mage stammered, flustered.

“Hi, I’m Pidge. Nice to meet you, Champion!” The nymph decided to, and she was totally going to tell Hunk about this later, break the ice herself and held out a hand in greeting.

The Champion smiled and shook her hand with his human arm, mindful of the iron and steel prosthetic as some metals could hurt Fae and Nymphs like her. “Please, call me Shiro. It’s nice to meet you too, Pidge.”

Pidge nodded and nudged Lance. “This here is Lance, though I’m sure you know him already. I’ve heard a lot about- Mmph!” She was cut off by Lance’s hand over her mouth.

“Pidge!!! That’s a secret! Shush!” The water user hissed, face such a red color that even a fire mage wouldn’t be able to replicate it.

Shiro laughed at the strange duo, amused. “You two must be quite close, are you going to the festival together?” He asked, tilting his head to the side like a curious puppy and damn it if it wasn’t the cutest thing Lance had ever seen.

Pidge tugged Lance’s hand away and shook her head. “Nah, we’ve only been friends for a few years. As for the festival, I’m taking my brother while my icy pal here has nobody to go with, poor seedling.” She cooed, patting Lance on the head as if he were a petulant child.

Lance pouted and batted her hand away. “It’s fine! Not like I wanted to go anyways…” He muttered, sulking.

Shiro seemed to perk up at that. “Well, if you’d like, after I drop this off at the Castle… I could take you? I happen to have nobody to go with either.” He explained brightly, watching Lance practically sparkle in excitement.

“Really?! You’d do that?” Lance asked hopefully, grin widening as Shiro nodded with a fond smile.

“I’ll be back in an hour or so?” He asked, and Lance shook his head up and down rapidly, thrilled.

“Of course! See you then!” The water mage beamed, Shiro grinning in return as he easily levitated the cake with a wind spell.

“It’s a date then!” The Champion called as he exited the shop, unknowingly leaving behind a shell shocked Lance and a gleeful forest nymph.

Pidge pressed a hand over her mouth, a proud smirk easily spreading across her face. “Did he just ask you out?” She prompted, elbowing her stunned human friend. Lance opened and closed his mouth a few times, still processing the information.

“Oh my gods. He just- He said- a date?!? With him?!? Pidge! I just got asked out! To the Festival! By the Champion himself!” Lance screeched, hands flying up to dig into his scalp in astonishment.

“Yes, you did. Now, shouldn’t you get changed into something more appropriate for a date?” Pidge asked, struggling to hold in her laughter as the human shrieked in panic and immediately looked himself over, eyes wide.

“Oh my gods! Pidge! You’ve gotta help me out here!!!” The water mage yelped, grabbing Pidge by the arm and yanking her upstairs to the living area of the shop, the nymph rolling her eyes in exasperation as the human practically tore through his wardrobe.

Meanwhile, at the Castle, after dropping off the cake to the kitchens, Shiro practically burst into his workshop, both his brother and the Princess already there to talk about fireworks for the festival.


Keith glanced over at the Princess with a smug grin on his face. “You owe me 100 gold, I believe.” Shiro was too busy panicking to notice the exchange.

Allura sighed defeatedly. “Darn. I have to hand it to you and Pidge, you two really know how to plan these things.”

Keith smiled. “That girl has a terrifying mind, I’ll tell you that.”
Don’t worry, the date went super smoothly thanks to Allura giving Shiro wardrobe advice and Pidge telling Lance to play it cool. They had a second date a week after ;3 I hope this turned out alright!

Some Doomworld/post-Doomworld headcanons because why not honestly: 

  • They end up just chilling in Nate’s basement all the time and Nate’s mom is happy because wow he has friends now. 
    • Malcolm and Darhk have nowhere to go so?? They just end up joining the Legends to try and figure out what to do about Thawne. 
      • “Aw, Nate, you have two new friends, how nice.” 
      • Nate and Damian: “He’s not my friend.” 
      • Malcolm: *already into his 5th sandwich* “These are delicious, Mrs. Heywood. 
  • Axel the Rat is enjoying a life filled with sandwiches and tiny pastries and Mick will randomly make kissy noises at him, which earns him weird looks (except from Ray, who’s happy Mick loves his present). 
  • Doomworld Stein is just really confused about everything. The guy witnessed a murder and a bunh of time travelers fighting; at this point he goes home and when Clarissa asks about his day he shrugs, says, “the usual” and goes immediately to sleep. 
  • Even Janitor Ray knew his true calling: vlogger. He would end up vlogging about his life, the best cleaning methods, hopes and aspirations. Thawne found his vlogs one day and groaned. 
    • He subscribed though. And he liked the videos. 
  • Rip knows how to make the best cakes so now every time someone has a birthday he spends the entire day making a cake specialized for them (and lord help the person who tries to help him because Rip will hole himself up in the kitchen making this cake). 
    • Ray tried to lick the frosting and Rip almost killed him.
      • “Ow! It’s my cake!” “It’s my masterpiece!” 
      • He’s petty and puts in “Happy Birthday Mr. Palmer” instead of Ray and also puts Ray’s real life atom suit on top. 
        • “Aw, is that a little mini m-wait is that my suit?”
    • Nate got a Star Wars theme and Ray cried for him. 
    • Amaya’s has a cute animal theme and she freaking loves it okay.
    • Stein’s is probably like, universe related and has formulas written on the side in frosting and he spends an hour pouring over the formulas and explaining them while everyone else half nods. 
      • Sara tries figuring out if she can just eat some cake without Stein noticing. He does, and pulls the cake away and tells her that he’ll be happy to let her eat after he explains every formula.
    • Gideon even gets her own mini cake; Rip designs the cake for a week before he finally uploads it and the team sings her a happy birthday. 
    • Mick’s is big and has literal donuts in the cake because Mick requested it. Rip is a little horrified but does it anyway. 
      • He also made a pizza cake because Mick said he wanted meat. Mick ended up eating the whole thing and didn’t share with anyone else. 
    • Rip couldn’t figure out what he wanted for Jax’s theme, so he made the cake three tiers and put in a different thing for each tier: the bottom layer was green and looked like a football field (with it’s own football player and football), the next layer had tiny cars and looked almost like a racetrack, and the top layer had sparklers and was fiery red. 
    • Sara’s has knives all over the cake. Literal knives. She almost tears up when she sees it. 
  • Jihyo: [Carrying a three tiered caked covered in candles] Happy birthday Nayeon!!
  • Twice: [Singing] "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birth-
  • Nayeon: Ssssh!
  • Nayeon: The main vocalist has got this
  • Nayeon: [Singing loudly] "Happy Birthday to me~ Happy Birthday to me~ Happy Birthday Nayeonnnnnie~ Happy Birthday to, MEEEEEEEEEEE~"
  • Jihyo: You do realise that I'm the lead vocalist, and lead vocalist is higher than main vocalist
  • Nayeon: It's my birthday, therefore I should have the solo
  • Jihyo: ....
  • Jihyo: Sure, ok
Hold My Veil

A very fast, un-betaed, semi-crack fic about the likely turn of events during the CS wedding. Based on this post. @high-seas-swan, @optomisticgirl, @thegladelf

On her 28th birthday Emma Swan made a wish on the solitary candle of a small cupcake and now she is standing in front of a white three-tiered cake surrounded by her family and friends. She blinks back the tears that threaten to ruin all of Goldilock’s hard work.

“Alright there, love?” Killian whispers in her ear.

She turns to him and smiles. “Yeah. I just never dreamed–“

“I know.” The hand around her waist gives a gentle squeeze and she leans into him. He did know and that was the miracle of it all that she had found someone who could understand what it was to be lost, alone, and broken, someone who accepted all parts of her, someone who–

A sudden crash interrupts her thoughts and every head turns toward the sound.

“Seriously?” Emma groans as the Black Fairy strides into the room. They had expected her or Gideon to show up, had thrown up protection spells and put out fairies on the perimeter. She hadn’t crashed the actual ceremony but it obviously hadn’t been enough to keep her away forever. The guests watch the fairy with wide eyes as she stalks toward Emma and Killian.

“What a happy occasion, Savior. I do hope I’m not interrupting anything important?”

“Actually you are. Maybe you can come back later? Perhaps after my honeymoon?”

Killian chuckles beside her and Emma stands a little bit taller.

The Black Fairy gives a mock pout. “Oh. I’m sorry but that just doesn’t work for me. You see I am rather anxious to get this over with and begin my happy ending.”

Emma knows she should be scared but the strongest emotion she feels is annoyance. Because she just wanted one day, her wedding day, to be free of monsters and drama and life or death situations. Out of the corner of her eye she can see Regina and Zelena moving into position and her parents approaching behind the Black Fairy. with sword and bow in hand. Somewhere she knows Elsa is also ready and that half her guests are heroes in their own right. Killian is tense beside her, his hand on his sword, waiting for her cue. She smiles. She has her whole family behind her.

“Fine,” she says and reaches up to pull the veil from her hair, it was some kind of magic spider lace that her mother’s, mother’s, mother, had worn and she wasn’t about to let it tear. She turns to her husband. “Killian, hold my veil?”

He takes it with a wide smile and an intense look in his eyes that tells her he trusts her completely, that he would be with her no matter what.

“As you wish.”

And it’s not really the time or place but she can’t help smiling and pulling him in for an intense kiss. A kiss that makes her even more determined to get to their honeymoon. She sighs as they break apart and then turns back to the gate crasher.

“All right, Voldemort let’s get this over with it.”

Everything happens at once.

Regina, Zelena, Elsa, Maleficent, and Emma all shoot their magic, light filling the room as it streaks toward their target who is already disappearing in a puff of smoke. Half the guests run for cover and the other half pull out swords, knifes and guns. Emma hears Killian calling out orders. Then there is a rush of sound and the room is filled with the Black Fairies minions. Everyone begins to fight and it’s complete chaos. Emma conjures a sword to her hand and dives in.

She is making her way toward her parents, slashing at the magical creatures and occasionally using a burst of magic to blow them away. At some point her dress gets ripped, which really pisses her off.

She keeps an eye on Killian who, with Elsa’s help, is clearing a path to an exit and trying to herd those who are unable to fight. She loses sight of him when something that looks like a small ogre attacks her dad and it takes her, Regina, and her mom to help kill it.

They barely have time to shoot each other satisfied smiles before the roof of the building shudders and then disappears as it is ripped off by a large, green dragon.

“Oh dammit–“ Emma starts.

“Mal? I a little help?” Regina calls.

“On it.” Maleficent returns as her body begins to stretch and grow.

The dragon shoots a molten stream of fire that Emma just watches as it hurls toward her, her brain not quite comprehending the danger.

“Emma!” She hears Killian scream and then the fire is met by ice.

“Stay away from my friend.” Elsa yells as her magic erupts from her hands. Steam hisses in the air and fills the room. Emma grins and pushes the wet tendrils of hair from her face. As the roars of two dragons sound overhead she turns back to the battle around her. Killian is suddenly there beside her. His suit jacket is gone and his hair and white shirt are wet and clinging to him, a streak of green blood runs down his arm from whatever creature or creatures he had killed. He is grinning and she rolls her eyes at him. He brushes a lock of her hair from her shoulder with his hook.

“Hello beautiful.”

She knows she looks as bad as him with her hair a mess and her wet, stained, and ripped dress but the way he is looking at her with awe and wonder she feels more beautiful than when she walked down the aisle not two hours ago.

“I love you,” she says. 

He only has time to smile in response before they both turn to meet the next threat. And Emma knows that after this fight there will be another, that the Black Fairy is waiting for her but with her husband and her family and friends beside her she knows she will win.

052. badboy!taehyung

052. “if you shove cake in my face this will be the worst wedding night of your life.”

Taehyung has never related to a song title so much before in his life than this very moment he’s supposed to appreciate trust without the word issues following behind. The day started off like the ones he reads before he sleeps at night as a child. Fairytales painted page after page vividly in his mind, making him believe fantasies are only to those who did brilliant in life.

But then you came along.

For someone as himself, who believes mediocre seems to be undeserving of happiness, he found love at his hopeless phase. At the time he’s figuring himself out and what he wants in life, he seems to drive at it more and he didn’t know he could want someone this much before. Let alone love.

However, his fairytale ending couldn’t spell his name out any clearer with his face plunged in his own wedding cake, by his own wife. It started with a playful nudge and then a tug. Continuing with a warning from you, telling him that if he shoved your face into the cake, it’s going to be the worst wedding night of his life and Taehyung took it seriously… only for you to not.

Everything after was a blurry mess that Taehyung can only put bits and pieces together, literally. The frosting is limiting his vision and he can taste the sweetness of it when his tongue darts out to lick it away. Every other person now had cake on their face, frosting lining their smiles and crafting memories with what seemed to be a three-tier cake meant for eating in a different way. Taehyung can honestly say if he were to die at this second, he’d die a happy man. His heart now bonded to you with the ring he slipped onto your finger with you willingly allowing him to, he’s lived a good life.

Hands distract him from his train of thought and he’s met with your gaze. He sees your smile, illuminated with the veil hanging on your head and the stars in your eyes despite it being bright outside, you’re still the brightest. Always will be. As you pull him by the cheeks, to your best ability because it’s harder when it’s covered in cake, his hands lever themselves by your waist for support. He kisses your smile and he lets you feel his own on your lips, altogether, sweeter than any cake he’s ever tasted.

Tomorrow was your birthday. Jax and you hadn’t dated long so you weren’t sure he would even remember, but deep down you hoped he did. You didn’t have any family here. You moved for a job. You weren’t close to anyone in your family anyway. So you didn’t expect cards and presents being sent your way.
Getting up early you drove to the salon Gemma told you about and decided on getting a new look. You weren’t sure about trusting Gemma at first. I mean you were the women who started dating her son and spending time with his boys. To be honest she scared you a little. Wendy had told you to stick your ground with her or she would walk all over you, but the funny thing was you never had to. She told you one night over dinner while you two were cleaning up. That Jax and the boys hadn’t seemed this happy in a long time.
Telling the stylist that you wanted a new look you trusted her opinion and leaned back for a relaxing visit.

“I got everything planned for tomorrow night.” Gemma said walking into the clubhouse
“How is she suppose to know when to get here.” Lyla asked walking out of the back
“Jax is suppose to pick her up and bring her here. He’s going to pretend he has forgotten her birthday and they are just coming here to hang out.” Gemma said putting her purse on the bar.
“She’s going to be so pissed that he forgot.” Lyla said laughing
“He will make it up to her, but I have to go finish some paperwork. Meet me here tomorrow and we can get the others to help us to decorate.”
“Sounds good. See you tomorrow.”

Walking out of the salon you couldn’t believe how good you felt. She had done a great job on your hair. The sun was out and the highlights from your hair was brighter then ever. Taking out your phone you text Jax to see if he wanted to meet for lunch.

I’m done getting my hair cut. Want to meet for lunch?

Walking over to the little restaurant that was next to the salon. You walked into get a table. Even if Jax didn’t want to meet for lunch a girl still need to eat.

“How many?”
“I’m not sure. It may be me or could be around six.” You didn’t know if he would come alone or with someone of the guys
“I’ll give you a booth and we can move if needed.”
“That sounds great.” You said following her to the seat.

Y/N “Would love to but got some club business. Dinner tonight?”

Looking down at your phone with a smile then feeling it leave as you read the text.

Sounds good.

“My name is Stacy and I’ll be your waitress today? What can I get you to drink?” The prettiest women came up to take your order. You wanted to hate her but she was just to sweet.

“I’m going to get this to go. I don’t want to eat by myself.” You said ordering

“You don’t have to leave. We won’t kick you out.” She said smiling at you.

“I appreciate that Stacy but I’ll think I’ll head on home.”

“I’ll be right back with your order.”

While you waited for your food to come. You looked out the window getting lost in a day dream. It was a beautiful day out for February. It had been so raining a lot and to actually she the sun was a blessing. Your mind went to Jax and seeing him tonight. If the boys stayed at Gemma’s tonight then maybe Jax could stay at your place and then when you woke up you wouldn’t be alone on your birthday.

“Here’s you food and it’s on the house.” She said smiling at you.
“What? Really?”
“I always try to pay it forward and you seemed so sad. I really hopes this makes your day better.”
“Thank you.” Getting up you left her a tip on the table.
If only everyone was as nice as she was.

Walking outside and getting to your car. You had just unlocked the door when you looked up and couldn’t believe what you saw. Getting out of Wendy’s car was her and Jax. They were laughing and talking like he had no worries in the world. You watched as Jax opened the door for Wendy touching her lower back as she walked inside. All you saw was red. You couldn’t believe this. Throwing your food into the seat. You slammed the door getting in and pulled out. Between the tears and driving to fast you weren’t sure how you even got home.

“Why did you want me to come with you?” Wendy asked as you two walked into the store.
“Just wanted a women’s opinion.” He said walking over to the jewelry counter.
“I thought you could her name tattooed on you?”
“I did but want to get her something else. What do you think about this?” He said pointing to the locket.
“Mr. Teller we just finished the necklace. Would you like to see it?”
Taking the necklace from the man he opened it. On one side was engraved the day he asked you to be his old lady and the other side had both of your initials.
“Think she will like it?”
“When in the hell did you come so damn romantic Jax?” Wendy said taking the necklace from him.

Pulling into the drive way you just got more pissed at him and pissed at yourself for thinking he would be faithful. Maybe you didn’t fit in the whole mold of a bikers old lady but you thought he really liked you. You where in love with him and he thinks your stupid enough to cheat on. That’s when your phone started to ring.
“Babe what’s wrong?”
“Babe, I’m just peachy.”
Jax knew you were pissed but couldn’t figure out why.
“I’ll be over soon. Then we can get dinner.”
“That’s not a good idea. But why don’t you have dinner with Wendy.” With that you thru the phone.
He couldn’t figure out what you said that. He didn’t bother to think you had saw them. You weren’t even around there or where you.
Picking up the phone to call you again.
“Leave me alone Jax.” You said hanging up again and this time you threw your phone across the room.

Wanting this day to be over you went to take a shower. While you were taking a shower Jax showed up but you didn’t answer and he didn’t want to push it. Tomorrow was your surprise party and he would have to talk to you before then if possible. He wasn’t sure what it was about you that made him feel like this. He was a badass biker but you had him running around like a teenage boy. Knocking on the door again a little harder this time. Getting out of the shower and wrapping a towel around you. You hurried to the door. Looking thru the peep hole you saw Jax standing there.
“What the hell Jax. I said to leave me alone.”
“You’re upset and I don’t like that. What’s wrong?”
“Did you and Wendy have a good afternoon on club business?” You asked wanting to get sick thinking about it
“It’s not what you think?”
“Then why lie to me about anything?”
“Can we talk inside Y/N?” Jax said as he stood on your porch
“Not tonight. Go home Jax.” You said turning out the light
Sitting down on the floor with the towel still wrapped around you. You cried and when you heard his bike take off you cried even more. You weren’t sure how long you stayed there. You didn’t move till your heard you clock hit midnight.
“Happy Birthday loser.” You said softly
Getting up you walked into your bedroom and put on the first shirt you could fine. As soon as you slipped it over your head you could smell him on the shirt. Falling on the bed that you had shared so many nights together you cried yourself to sleep.

You could hear your phone ringing over and over again. Getting up and trying to remember where you threw it. You finally found it behind the plant in the corner of the room.
“Hey babe. I need a favor?” Gemma said
“Of course you do? What can I help you with?” You figured no one would remember your birthday so might as well stay busy.
“Can you come over and get the boys?”
“Why can’t Jax or Wendy get them?
“Jax is out with Chibs and Juice taking care of something and I don’t want Wendy’s help.”
“Sure Gemma I’ll be there soon.”
“Thanks doll.”

What the hell is wrong with me. I’m mad at Jax and then agree to spend time with the boys. I am so stupid and continue to ask for heartbreak. You thought to yourself as you pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt. Grabbing a jacket you headed over to the club.

“Okay everyone she should be here soon.” Gemma said turning toward everyone
Jax had his gift in his pocket. He would give it to you when the time was right. First he had to make sure you two were okay and explain why he lied to you.
Everyone was laughing and getting a bear when Tig walked in saying you just pulled up.
“Everyone hide.” Jax yelled over the noise
Getting out of your car. You locked the door then headed inside the club. Opening the door you thought you could hear people whispering but it was so dark you couldn’t see anything.
Not wanting to walk in on anyone in the middle of something you didn’t want to see you yelled.
“Surprise!!!” Everyone yelled
You screamed and held your chest.
“My God.”
“Happy Birthday babe.” Jax said coming up and hugging you.
“I can’t believe you guys remembered and did this.” You said hugging him back.
“If you could have seen your face.” Tig said coming up to you.
“Well I could hear whispering so I was worried what I was going to walk into.” You said laughing.
“Happy birthday princess.” Tig said moving Jax out of the way and giving you a hug.
“Thanks Tig.”
Walking more Into the club house you stopped to talk to everyone. People told you happy birthday and have you hugs. Gemma was the last to hug you as you walked over to the cake.
Sitting on the table was a three tier cake in Teal icing.
“Happy Birthday Babe.”
“This is so awesome. I love it.” You said hugging her
“You like the cake?”
“It’s beautiful.”

Jax watched you as he leaned on the bar drinking a beer. You looked over your shoulder and smiled at him. He smiled back then walked over to you.
“Mom we will be right back.” He said taking your hand
“Hurry back for we can have cake.”
“My mom seems to like you.” He said as you walked to his dorm
“I’m not sure if I should be scared or happy.” You said laughing.
He closed the door behind you and all of a sudden you got really nervous. You had forgotten for a moment that you were mad at him.
“Think maybe I can explain yesterday?”
“Yeah. I mean I’m here and everything.” You said smiling at him.
“You have a beautiful smile.” He said walking closer to you and touching the side of your face.
God you wanted to kiss him. One night with out him and you are acting like you haven’t had a glass of water for a week. Trying to get a grip you walked over and had a seat on the bed.
“I just needed her opinion on something. It was a gift for you. I got you two actually.” He said putting his cut on the chair then pulling off his shirt.
You started to say something when he turned around and you saw your name tattooed on his chest. Getting up you walked up to him and traced your finger across your name.
“I love you.” He had never said that to you before this day.
“I love you too.” You said leaning up and kissing the tattoo
Looking up at Jax. He kissed you with so much passion. Your knees started to feel numb. The feeling off wanting him was to much to handle. Putting your arms around his neck. He walked you to the bed. You felt your knees touch the bed and you fell back with him going with you. That’s when the box feel out of his jeans.
“What’s this?” You asked reaching for it.
“It’s your other gift?”
Moving from under him you opened the box. Not sure what was actually in the box.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Open it?”
Taking the necklace out of the box. You opened it and put a hand over your mouth.
“I didn’t know you where this romantic.” You said laughing while you cried
“Wendy asked the same thing when I showed her.” He said taking it from you and putting it on you.
Standing up and walking to the mirror you looked at the necklace. Seeing Jax in the mirror behind you. You took of your shirt still watching him. Then unhooking your bra. You moved to your pants. Turning around and only having your necklace on.
“How does it look on me?” You said walking over to him
Smiling at you he reached for your hand and pulled you on to the bed.
“It looks perfect..” he said getting up and taking off his pants and then climbing on the bed with you.
“I think we are both going to enjoy this birthday.” He said leaning down to kiss your neck.
Moaning as he kissed you.
“Let me thank you for the gifts.” You said with a smirk on your face
With that Jax was on the bed and pulling you on top of him.
“You’re in control babe.” He said holding on to your waist
“I think I like my birthday again.” You said kissing him again.





A/N: This is a collab with the beautiful and wonderfully talented @mystic-biscuit for Dyl’s birthday. I know it’s a little late but it’s his birthday weekend. Also, happy birthday to @thelittlestkitsune . Make sure you go and wish her a happy birthday.

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alltheluvharrys  asked:

Hello, how are you? Pretty please, can you do a blurb about Harry and (Y/N) planning their wedding? Thank you and have a lovely day

A/N:  Sorry this took so long to get posted.  It was swirling around in my brain for a long time.  I sincerely hope that this Harry fluff brings you joy.  I know that cuts in Asks don’t always allow you to read the whole thing on mobile, so I apologize if that’s the case for you.  

Wedding Plans

The parade of dresses is making your head spin.  Not only do you have to decide on a wedding dress from all of the designers who had submitted dresses to your wedding planner, but you have to choose a dress for the wedding brunch, the rehearsal dinner, the engagement party in London, the engagement party in LA, and the dress to change into after the reception.  You are exhausted with all of the choices.  Rodeo Drive was made for rich people who are used to being catered to in this way, but the champagne the clerk keeps refilling for you is giving you a headache.  

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Birthday Proposal

Title: Birthday Proposal

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: Chris celebrating his birthday with family.

Word Count: 1,100

Warnings: None (Rating G)

Note: So this story was inspired by one of @emilyevanston recent Head Canons. Thank you so much for giving me permission to play in your sandbox.

Feedback and thoughts greatly appreciated. This story is not beta’d.

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julian, in a perfect imitation of woody from toy story: THERE’S A KNIFE IN MY BOOT

portia, hiding behind nadia’s three-tier wedding cake: i literally can’t take u anywhere can i

Just For The Money

Anon asked: Could you write something where Kylo and reader end up in some sort or cooking/baking competition together? They could be from rival bakeries, but in the end they still end up together, and maybe collaborate on something?

Author: Zoe

(A/N: Ah, another fic where I get to combine my writing with my other favorite hobby: baking!)

Bakery AU: Kylo Ren x Reader

Plot Summary: You run a simple and sweet bakery, mostly catering to the people who want to stop by for a sweet treat for a good price. Kylo Ren runs a high end cake shop, taking in clients for formal events. The both of you have had a long rivalry, but right now, both your businesses are about to bite the dust. That is until a baking competition arrives in town, so both you and Kylo are desperate to win. There’s a catch, though! It’s a couples-only bake-off!

Originally posted by masterpatterner

Pulling a fresh batch of cookies out of the oven, the smell of chocolate and caramel filled up the small little pastry shop, as you indulged in the sweet sensation tickling your nose before setting them down to cool.

The door to your bakery jingled, as a woman with her daughter entered, yourself smiling alongside the mother as the young girl oogled over the dozens of sweets, running along the cupcakes, to the pies and cookies.

“Hi! Welcome to Tatooine Treats! How can I help you two?” You asked cheerfully, setting your oven mitts to the side as the girl peeked over the counter.

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