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k-slla · 9 months

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Us together

A/n: just a little fluffy Jensen story, enjoy!

Pairing: Jensen x female reader

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"Y/N, darling, please come up to the stage "Jensen said to the microphone. You felt like a cat on hot bricks while walking the stairs. This was the first time you were attending a convention with the boys, and it happened to be in Atlanta, just days after Jensen's 45th birthday. So you wanted to make sure that it was going to be most memorable for the both of you. You made your way to the chair that Jared had pulled in between theirs. After sitting down, you gave a little wave and hello to the audience and they were screaming instantly.

"So, Y/N, how's this possible, that this is the first time you are here with us? As you know fans have begged Jensen for ages to bring you with" Jared started. " I know, I know. I guess the timing was just right this time." you laughed. " Well, many of you probably have questions for Y/N , so fire away," Jensen added.

" How long have you two been together?" fan asked. You thought for a second. " Was it the second or third of your 40th birthday celebration, Jay? " You laughed. " Doesn't matter, let's just say it was at one of them. So five years almost down to the minute." he answered.

"Man, five years already?!" Jared marvelled. " You should know, these two were made for each other. Crazy ones" he laughed and rolled his eyes. With that he earned a quick punch to the ribs from you. " Ahem, let's move on" you said.

Fans welcomed you warmly and continued to ask questions about your relationship with rest of the cast, pranks you've witnessed (and helped to plan) on the set and if you'd like to make an appearance on the show in the future. Their panel was almost coming to an end already when Jared asked "Y/N, didn't you have something planned for certain someone in the room? " He gave you his most exaggerated wink possible.

"Well, yes, Jared, thank you for reminding. Since Jensen had a birthday few days back, and we only could make a video call that day, I thought I'd bring his gift here. Charlie, from the crew offered his help, so could you please come out here, dear. " You called out to him. "Jensen, please close your eyes. Let's sing together, yeah?" You said to the audience and started out. " Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Jensen, happy birthday to you!! " Everyone was singing with you and Jared while Charlie came out with a cake that had topper with an envelope on it. You took the cake and told Jensen to open his eyes. He gave you and Jared his funny grumpy look and took the envelope."You guys, you know you didn't have to do anything" he said. "Don't look at me, it's all Y/N." Jared commented. You couldn't contain your excitement anymore. "Open it already!! I hope you like it." Jensen sighed. "Alright, alright. "

He opened the envelope and was stunned immediately. Jared tried to take a peek but Jensen pulled the contents close to his chest and looked at you. With shaky voice he asked "Is this real? You're not kidding with me right now, are you?" You shook your head head to answer him and saw some tears glistening in his eyes. He pulled you into a hug and with that he discarded the envelope. "Oh my god, I'm so happy, I just can't wait to take this step together, my angel." He whispered and held you tight for a little while Jared stepped closer and picked up the photo. "Oh my god, you guys! Congratulations!" he joyed and pulled both of you into a bear hug.

"It's an ultrasound picture!" a keen-eyed fan exclaimed. "Oh, man, okay Y/N, Jensen, you two just go and be happy somewhere backstage please. I'm going to take few last questions and then we're finished here for this time. " Jared cheered you while audience clapped. You walked off the stage together and Jensen embraced you tightly again. " You really have no idea how happy I am right now, babe. I love you so much " he whispered and kissed you sweetly. " I love you more, darling. "

You couldn't have wished for a better man than Jensen to start a family. You knew that he was going to be the most protective, caring and loving father to your baby and the best partner for this new adventure ahead of you. That thought made you the happiest you had ever been in your life.

Here you go hun, hope you'll like it! @cevansbaby-dove

#jensen x reader #fluff #sweet #jensen ackles #x female reader #x fem!reader #spn

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pedrostylez · 11 months

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😈 Smut request: Javi P or Frankie with: "You'll be the death of me" and lingerie?? please. Have fun!!!!

JULESSSSSSSSS thank you babes I can always count on you <3

We are going with Frankie for this-I started a little of both and the Frankie one flowed much more easily.

Imagine this for lingerie/something cute.

Let's also pretend it is Frankie's birthday!

1k words, no editing, oral (m receiving), let's go

Frankie didn’t know what to do.

His birthday had been absolutely fantastic. He had never had anyone celebrate his birthday the way you did-the breakfast in bed, the cuddling to watch his favorite movie, having his friends join you for lunch at the beach, the works. He never expected anything from you, and always enjoyed your company.

But now you’re in front of him, wearing that blue lace-trimmed nightgown that is hardly a gown, standing nervously in front of him just barely out of reach. “No touching, Frankie.”

He groaned, bringing his hands up to his forehead and pushing his hat up and almost off his head. You were so fucking gorgeous, and he couldn’t believe you were standing in front of him, wanting him. That was the craziest part-how you saw anything in him to stay with him. “No touching you or no touching me?” Frankie asked, unbuttoning his shirt quickly and peeling it off his arms, hands reaching for his belt buckle.

“Well, no touching me.” You said, tilting your head and making your hair fall a little in front of your face, a knowing smirk growing on your lips.

“Fair enough.” Frankie huffed, belt buckle jingling with his enthusiasm to get his jeans off. He stood up, now within reach of you, and slid his pants down. Your eyes followed the buckle, allowing him to reach out and tuck your hair behind your ear. “It is my birthday, though.”

You laughed, slapping his hand away and pushing him back on the couch. “Shut up, Frankie. Just enjoy.”

Frankie didn’t know how he could enjoy any more than he already was, but then you got down on your knees in front of him. He could have died right then, on his 40th birthday, you between his legs, and he would have been the happiest man on his way to hell.

Your fingers trailed down his happy trail, swirling around his belly button before dipping into his boxers. You glanced up at him to see he was watching in anticipation, hands clenching at his sides and tongue slipping out to wet his bottom lip. “You alright, Frankie?”

His eyes flick up to yours, eyes softening for a moment as he takes a deep breath and nods. “Yes-yeah, baby. Just, damn. You’ll be the death of me, you know that?” He laughs,hand reaching to your jaw and giving you a little squeeze.

You tilt your head to kiss the palm of his hand, pulling down the front of his boxers to release his cock. With a quick slap to his lower stomach, he is already hard and still growing, leaking with precum. Frankie hisses at the quick temperature change, thrusting his hips up slightly in the hopes that you will put his underwear down all the way. When you don’t he groans, pushing his hand to the back of your hair and holding on for dear life.

You look back up at him, bringing your fingers up to stroke at the underside of his cock lightly and watch him shiver. You give him one final smile before leaning forward and running your tongue along the same path of your fingers, sucking on the head of him.

Frankie throws his head back, eyes closing at the feeling of your tongue, the suction, the softness of the inside of your mouth. He can’t help it when his fingers pull on your hair, making you groan and vibrate around him. He tilts his head back to watch you, seeing you’re already looking up at him, and he doesn’t know how long he will be able to last with the pace you’ve set.

You love his hand guiding you, whether he is aware of it or not. You love the look on his face, the red flush of his chest and neck, the sweat beginning to build up at his collarbone. If you weren’t so intent on sucking him off you would lick at his neck as you rode him, but that wasn’t the purpose tonight.

Tonight was Frankie’s birthday.

You brought one hand up to where Frankie’s was buried in your hair, urging him to pull on you tighter and control your tempo if he wanted to. Frankie understood the hint, pulling your hair tighter as your other hand came to join your mouth, pumping what wouldn’t fit. “Holy shit baby.” Frankie was breathless, watching you. “Your mouth feels like fucking heaven.”

You moaned around him, watching as his thighs started to twitch with the anticipation of an orgasm. You let go of Frankie’s hand in your hair, trailing it down your body to touch at your clit, wet with need. “Fuck, honey are you touching yourself? Already?” Frankie growled, pulling your head down on him harshly. “You’re fucking filthy, you know that? On your knees for me, sucking me off, touching yourself. Could watch you all day.”

Frankie’s rambles always made an appearance when he was close, and he was fully shaking with the impending orgasm. You pulled of of him, continuing your hand in a rapid pace and opened your mouth for him to see. “Go ahead Frankie, cum for me.”

“Fuck-” Frankie threw his head back again, ropes of his orgasm reaching up to your tongue before falling back on his stomach. He twitched and moaned as he continued, tilting his head back to you and watching your tongue.

As he finished, chest heaving, he leaned forward quickly and kissed you. His humid breath fanned across your skin, down your neck and to your chest. “Happy birthday Frankie.”

Frankie chuckled lightly, kissing at your ear and leaning back again. He looked satiated, happy and sweaty, like he could take a nap just how he was with his shirt open, cum on his stomach and pants undone. “Can I make one more request? Of a present?” He asked quietly, watching you stand up to go to the bathroom for a towel.

You turned around, unsure of what you missed. Did he not like his birthday? “Of course you can did I forget something?”

Frankie’s eyes lit up, watching your worried expression. “Just forgot my favorite dessert, darlin’.” He growled, standing up quickly and hauling you to the bedroom, laughing as you squealed at him when he tossed you on the bed.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal smut #frankie morales #frankie morales smut #frankie catfish morales

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holdmytesseract · 2 years

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Have you guys read @lokisgoodgirl s Fluff-Drabble Marathon? If not, go read the drabbles. They are super, super sweet! 🥰 If yes, then you'll probably remember 'He's Back'. Well, @lokisgoodgirl and I talked a bit, she gave me the go - and now I have written a - let's call it second part to 'He's Back'... And let me tell you, this is pure tooth rotting fluff! Enjoy! 💚

“Gods, I’ve missed you.” he whispered quietly as he pressed his forehead to yours.

"I've missed you, too, Lokes. So, so, much." You smiled and couldn't help yourself, but to capture his lips once again, pouring all your love in the kiss. "I know someone, who missed you even more..." A low, happy and light-hearted chuckle left the God's lips. He knew exactly who his wife meant, of course. "You have absolute no idea, how bad I want to see my baby again. Not one minute passed by, where I didn't think of her. Where is she?" Your smile even widened. "She's with her uncle. He took her with him to the gym." Loki frowned. "To the gym? A baby?" You giggled. "Babe, she's almost fourteen months old now - and yes. Thor just wanted to distract her. She missed her daddy, you know..." At those words, Loki's heart almost shattered. He needed to see Ella. Now. "I-I have to see her..." With those words, he grabbed you by your hand and pulled you after him, straight towards the gym. You left all the stairs behind yourselves, as you rushed towards the big room on the 40th floor. Loki didn't care that his muscles and bones hurt - not when he was about to see his daughter again.

Without hesitation, the God literally kicked the door to the gym open; his eyes searching immediately for his brother and daughter. He found them after a few seconds. Thor was lifting weights, while Ella sat on the mat beside him, occupied with the toy her daddy gifted her and used to play with as a child, too... A wooden wolf. Loki's heart skipped several beats, as he saw her; tears started to build up in his eyes. "Ella." He almost sobbed, loud enough for her and Thor to hear. Ella's small head shot up, turned into his direction, big blue eyes meeting his. "Dada!" The baby girl screamed, while she scrambled to her tiny feet. "Dada!" As fast as her small legs could carry her, she ran (still a bit wobbly) towards her daddy; little raven curls bouncing up and down on her head. Loki immediately squatted down and opened his arms, ready to catch her. "Princess!" A hot tear ran down his cheeks, as he scooped her up in his arms; finally being able to hold her again. "Oh, my sweet princess... Daddy missed you so, so much!" Loki cried, cuddling Ella close to his body, while she wrapped her little arms around his neck, burying her head in his neck. "Miss you, dada, miss you." Ella was sobbing as well. Happy tears. Loki ran a hand through her wild curls, inhaling her scent, feeling the weight of her small body. "Me too, Ella, me too." After hugging her thoroughly, he lifted her up, above his head, so that he could have a proper look at her. "My, my... Look at you, princess! You've grown so much, while I was away!" Ella just giggled, smiling toothy; oceanic blue eyes literally glittering. It was music to the God's ears. "Oh, how I missed that sweet little giggle and especially that smile." Loki lowered her again, peppering kisses all over her face, causing her to giggle even more. "I love you, princess. So, so much." "Wuv you, dada."

Finally, Loki felt whole again.

#loki x reader #loki laufeyson x female reader #loki laufeyson x reader #loki x you #loki x female reader #loki x y/n #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston characters #the baby fever au

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colferpics · 1 year

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chriscolfer: Happy 40th Birthday to the best guy I’ve ever known. I love you, babe! 🥳❤️[posted Nov 03, 2022]

#chris colfer #will sherrod #will's birthday #instagram

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wankybuttnoepants · 5 months

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We did a 5k! Then we celebrated with coffee and a dip in the hot tub (not pictured).

And I never have to do another ever again. Hooray!

Happy 40th, babe!

#berkeley #5k #wifeypoo #exercise #vaccinated vacation #we did it #hooray!

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50centexecutivembaclass · 8 months

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Happy Labor day to all people in Brooklyn New York City you ever studied Booker T Washington books he was a very great man he wasn't I love music and I loved his music thank you Jay - Z the King 👑 of the Rastafarians and paying for my life at the auction and treating me like a son of his see our painting on New Lots Avenue in Brooklyn New York City and our statue 🗽 at 40th street in regular Manhattan New York City I love it babe just to get me an first class education things turned out alright for me I can't complain I teach the kids don't smoke but to get an understanding of smoking if they are going to smoke I legalized the Gaunja weed to help them enjoy a recreation safely and in peace they say weed is a natural thing that comes from the earth well so is work and the labor force now the job markets and don't neglect that and enjoy your labor day weekend and parade my today hero for labor day weekend is my idol and main man Booker T Washington please read up on your history and get to know him and nah man they can't arrest you for the bud so smoke enjoy it sell it but stay safe and keep everything around you in great peace and harmony I legalized it the weed gaunja stop the nonsense you also now can get an education from me , thank you

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amandahalligan · 1 year

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Happy 40th Birthday Babe!! Ryan Halligan I'm more than happy & thankful you've made it 🍻 this far #DamnHeartAttack Here's to another 40 hunny 🥳 https://www.instagram.com/p/CkqGggQuuz0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#damnheartattack

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analogskullerosis · 2 years

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32-37 and 49-54!

32) Favorite song from the 1960’s

33) Favorite song from the 1970’s

34) Favorite song from the 1980’s

"Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Tears For Fears. I've heard it a million times and I will hear it a million more before I get sick of it.

The runner-up is "Take Me Home" by Phil Collins

35) Favorite song from the 1990’s

"Star Sign" by Teenage Fanclub

36) Favorite song from the 2000’s

"Stay Together For the Kids" by blink-182

This is one of their best songs. I think this was the point where they fully matured as songwriters. The switch from Mark Hoppus' calmly delivered yet depressed vocals in the verses to Tom's anger in the chorus is just incredible.

37) Favorite song from the 2010’s

"I Feel It Coming" by The Weeknd

The last thing Daft Punk was a part of before their retirement. This rules. I've loved this (and "Starboy") since it's release.

The runner-up is "Moving to Mars" by Coldplay. I enjoy songs about space.

49) Favorite album from the 1960’s

The Beatles (White Album) by The Beatles

I've been listening to this since I was a kid and I've always been mesmerized by how this album is both cohesive and a complete mess at the same time. Fleetwood Mac's Tusk is the only album I can think of that ever recreated the feel of this whole album.

Favorite tracks: "Back in the U.S.S.R", "Dear Prudence", "Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da", "Happiness is a Warm Gun", "Rocky Raccoon", "Helter Skelter", "Honey Pie", "Good Night".

50) Favorite album from the 1970’s

Out of the Blue by Electric Light Orchestra

I adore this album cover so much. And I think Jeff Lynne is a musical genius who really captured what made pop music fantastic during the second half of the seventies.

Favorite tracks: "Turn to Stone", "Sweet Talkin' Woman", "Starlight", "Steppin' Out", "Summer and Lightning", "Sweet Is the Night", "The Whale"

51) Favorite album from the 1980’s

Rio by Duran Duran

Happy 40th to the album that kickstarted the 80's everybody loves (and overromanticizes)

This and Thriller are the two albums that are responsible for the 80s. 1980 and '81 are this weird time period where there's a lot of odd stuff being big. "Babe" by Styx, "Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)" by Pink Floyd, "Call Me" by Blondie, and "Funkytown" by Lipps Inc. were all hits in the same year. MTV hits the airwaves on August 1st, 1981, but it takes time for it to become the media powerhouse it becomes for the rest of the decade. You see a lot of classic rock bands like the Rolling Stones, Journey, Foreigner, and REO Speedwagon kind of understand how music video works, but not really. I don't think it's until Duran Duran makes this album and it's subsequent music videos for its singles that the 80s as we now know it really starts. Everybody looks to Thriller as the album and video that changed everything, and it did, but I also think this played a big part in it.

The video for "Hungry Like the Wolf" was cinematic in a way that nothing else was at the time. This was made like a short film while most videos of the era were just mimed performances on a stage set to a song.

In short, the entire Rio album fucks really hard and I'll never stop praising it. 40 years later this shit still rules.

Favorite tracks: "Rio", "Lonely In Your Nightmare", "Hungry Like the Wolf", "Hold Back the Rain", "Last Chance on the Stairway", "The Chauffeur"

52) Favorite album from the 1990’s

The Division Bell by Pink Floyd

I've always really loved the album's main concept of communication. I like the way its explored and I think if you want to experience the best of the David GIlmour-led Floyd years, this is the best.

Favorite tracks: "What Do You Want From Me", "Poles Apart", "Marooned", "Coming Back to Life", "Keep Talking", "Lost For Words", "High Hopes"

53) Favorite album from the 2000’s

I don't have one. :\ I don't really listen to a lot of 2000s music so I don't really have an answer for you for this one...

54) Favorite album from the 2010’s

The Desaturating Seven by Primus

Primus made the greatest prog rock album about an Italian fairy tale for children. That is all. Super worth your time if you're into things that sound like Rush, King Crimson, or Pink Floyd.

Sorry for the delay! Hope I gave some good answers! Thanks for submitting! :)

From this post. Feel free to submit a number if you'd like. :)

#questions #goallines-and-musicrhymes

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robotpiercingtattoo · 2 years

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Wishing a happy 40th to our fearless leader, boss babe and OG robot. 🌟💗🤖 #robotarmy #robotpiercingandtattoo #piercings #portlandpiercing #jewelry #portland #nwportland #nw23rd #nobhill #uptown #local #smallbusiness #locallyownedandoperated #piercerbabes (at Robot Piercing & Tattoo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdYsknql1CF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#robotarmy #robotpiercingandtattoo #piercings #portlandpiercing #jewelry #portland #nwportland #nw23rd #nobhill #uptown #local #smallbusiness #locallyownedandoperated #piercerbabes

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mad-quixotic-tales · 3 years

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The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold; the curves of your lips rewrite history

#happy birthday legend #my goddess #my venus #my wife #the origin of all beauty #aphrodite #adriana lima #true love #june 12 1981 #babe you don’t look a day over 24 #gemini #happy 40th babe #brazilian beauty #victoria's secret #dorian gray

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princesscatherinemiddleton · 2 years

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HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY CATHERINE

It’s time to get deep and soppy so watch out. There are not enough words in the world to describe what Catherine means to me. I adore this woman. When I was younger, I used to steal my grandparents copy of the Daily Mail and read the Amanda Platell page about Waity Katie. Did I ever think she’d end up marrying William? No. Did I really know who William was? Also no. My knowledge of the royal family was the Queen and the future King Charles. But I knew Kate. I watched her be a girlfriend. I watched as the world rejoiced when she split from William - he could finally get with someone worthy of him. And I was upset, because if she wasn’t Prince William’s girlfriend, I’d never see Kate again. But then they got back together. And the engagement rumours started. And one day I woke up and came home from school and heard that they were engaged and my Kate - my little Waity Katie - was wearing a hideous engagement ring and an equally hideous blue dress.

I’ve spoken before - at some considerable length - about the wedding. The fact everyone was talking about it at school in the lead up. The fact my family came round for a party on the wedding day. The way I sat as close to the TV as I could to see her dress. The way that before April 29th 2011 I had always dreamed of eloping if I got married and after I wanted a cathedral wedding. And Kate stayed in my life. During her Canada tour, I remember discussing whether or not she was pregnant because - shock - she drank water at an engagement instead of alcohol. We had to write about an inspirational figure at school and I wrote about Kate. At the end of 2011, when the Daily Mail made those little magazines about the fashion of the Duchess of Cambridge in her first year as a royal, I took them from my grandparents house and I kept them in the drawer of my desk so I could look at them again and again. AND I DIDN’T EVEN REALISE HOW MUCH I LIKED HER.

I kept watching. I watched her tours. I looked at her dresses and fell in love with some hideous things. I remember her pregnancy with George being announced. I remember the excitement of George’s birth. I remember beginning to stalk royal blogs on here because why would there be royal blogs? This is where I came to talk about Harry Potter and Doctor Who and secretly look at pictures of Taylor Swift. I would stalk Jess and Bella and Charlotte. I remember Kate’s second pregnancy being announced. But by then I was ill and I was so deep in activism I was making myself even worse. I was Kate-watching a lot less because how could I focus on something so trivial when women are paid less than men and people are being discriminated against based on their skin colour? I spent the last year of my A Levels in and out of hospital and I barely ate during my first year of uni. I tried to unalive myself - more than once. I was in bed, recovering from one of those moments, when Charlotte was born and it pulled me out of my slump. I argued with someone who said her name was too old-fashioned because she was named after her grandparents (so am I, it’s normal babes). And I got out of bed. I made this blog. I lurked some more. I watched posts appear about Sofia and Carl Philip’s wedding and went “oh, there are other royal families”. And then I went all in.

For a long time, I was very much a lurker. I reblogged posts. I read. I learnt. I watched Kate. I learnt about her fashion. And, for the first time, I learnt about her interests and the causes she worked for. I began to look at what I really wanted to do with my life. It really shaped my focus on to young people and their mental health. I became more interested in art. I refound my childhood love of tennis. And when my therapist asked me to write a letter about my life to someone who I respected, I wrote to Kate. And then I posted it. And she replied.

I have watched Catherine go from a baby royal, who felt very much in shadows, despite the media focus, to a bonafide future Queen. I remember watching the early projects which she worked on - MPact and supporting the Treehouse hospice - and how they’ve developed. The PRIDE I felt when Heads Together launched was immense and watching it come together over a year - from the initial video, to the documentaries, to the marathon. My absolute obsession with Catherine’s garden and how it made me fall back in love with gardening, which has been a true lifesaver for me the past few years. The Hold Still project, her Early Years work, her neuroscience focus - I’m so proud and even if it hasn’t helped anyone else, it’s made me a better person.

When Catherine went in to labour with Louis, I was in uni, writing my dissertation. I spent my day in the library, writing an essay, while simultaneously making text posts. I watched Louis appear for the first time on my phone in a toilet cubicle. I spent the next few days moaning about how long it took them to give us his name - and then I was SO disappointed when they announced it (fun fact, I was back in the library when it came out). When Harry married Meghan, I took a day trip home because I was at the stage in my life where I could do that. I’ve run two fundraisers for Catherine’s patronages in the past year and raised over £2500. I started a podcast with Jess (side note, listen to On Heir). Following Catherine has changed my life, in the smallest ways (I too dress like a 40 year old housewife) to much larger ones. Childhood mental health is my passion. I’ve made friends; I still stalk royal blogs in my spare time haha. I care so much about Catherine and her family and she means more to me than any other “famous” person. Happy happy birthday KMiddy. Thanks for everything.

#mine #royaltyedit #kate #happy 40th birthday my queen

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afriendlyblackhottie · 3 years

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Me & U

Summary: it’s Chris’s birthday!

Pairings: Chris Evans x black!reader

Warnings: minors dni, smut, daddy kink, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex

(A/N: Happy 40th, Chris! Looking finer with age. Part of my R&B/Brat challenge. Unedited because tf is proofreading. Just something I whipped up last minute because ngl I forgot lmao. Please like follow comment and reblog 💜 ✌🏾)

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You took a seat on Chris’ lap as he laughed with his friends. For a man that told you he didn’t wanna do much for his birthday he sure looked like he was having a grand ol’ time.

For your birthday he’d went all out. You’d woken up to your bedroom being filled with balloons and flowers. Then he took you out for breakfast at your favorite spot. Then took you shopping where he bought you whatever you wanted. Shoes, purses, even this gorgeous pair of earrings you’d worn to dinner with your friends.

So you had to give him that same energy back. Invited all his friends over to surprise him. Of course as soon as everyone jumped out at him with you right there front and center, he put his hand on his left pec as he laughed.

You’d went all out. Getting his favorite beer. Making his favorite foods. Doing whatever you could to make his day special. You kissed his cheek. He smiled and put his mouth on your ear where he nuzzled you with his nose. There was just one thing you hadn’t given up.

The party started clearing out and Scott helped clean before finally saying goodnight. Chris yawned and gave you a kiss. “Thanks for this, Baby.”

“Of course. Did you have a good time?”

“I had an amazing time,” he replied with a grin.

“Even though you didn’t want it?” You teased, pinching his cheek.

He tilted his head back as he laughed then slid his hands down to your ass. “What can I say? I guess you know me better than I know myself.”

You chuckled and leaned into peck the underside of his jaw. “Mmmhmm and don’t you forget it,” you purred.

Chris looked down at you before leaning down to kiss your lips. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhm,” you giggled. “Oh! I have one more gift for you!” Before he could even respond you’d already pulled away so you could run upstairs.

All he could do was chuckle as he saw your enthusiasm. He grabbed another beer as he sat on the couch. Waiting for you to come back.

“You ready?” You asked him after too long.

“Yeah,” he replied.

“Close your eyes!” You demanded.

He chuckled. Leaning back as he did as you said. “Okay.”

“Promise you’re not looking!” You called down.

His laughter grew. “Baby, I promise.”

“Okay,” you replied obviously much, much closer. “Open, Daddy.”

When he did he had to do a double take. Honestly not knowing whether to laugh or to pull you on his lap. So he did both.

Kissing you all over your face as you joined in. It was no secret that you weren’t a fan of sports in general. Could fall asleep during a football game. Yet it didn’t stop you from trying for him. At least pretending to care. Saying if he could pretend to be interested in watching those corny ass CW shows with you, the least you could do was give him that.

So while you were a good sport for the most part, he hadn’t been expecting this. Your black and red shorts were tiny and even from the front he just knew they hugged your ass. The thin matching crop top hugged your tits making your nipples strain against the fabric. Patriots written across your chest. White thigh high socks covered your legs. In your hands were pom poms.

Chris smacked your butt making you squeal. “Hey! I didn’t even get to do my cheer!”

“You made a cheer?” He asked with a chuckle setting his beer bottle on the end table.

That’s when you pouted, looking down. “You don’t like it?” You asked.

He kissed your cheek. “Oh trust me, Babe.” Then gave you another one. “I love it. Thank you. This is the best birthday ever.”

“Really?” Your eyes lit up as you smiled.

Then another peck to your lips. “Of course. Still wanna do your cheer?”

“Well, it was more like a lap dance, but since I’m already in your lap.”

“Yeah?” He licked his lips. “Now I kinda wanna see it.”

“Or you can lay back and I,” you got really close so you could whisper in his ear, “can suck your dick.”

With that you could feel him hard against your thigh. Then started rocking your hips helping you with the way his hands rested on your ass. “Fuck,” he said under his breath.

You kissed his lips deepening it almost as soon as you could. Tongues meeting each other’s. You moaned into his mouth, trying to grind against him that was giving such good friction you could cum right there. You knew you were a mess in your shorts.

As he started to smack your ass it was like it reminded you of what you’d asked. You threw your pom poms to the side before putting your hands on his chest so you could push him down.

Considering he was much stronger than you, that wasn’t exactly easy to do. He chuckled as he got the hint finally laying down with you in his arms. Still not letting you go because he wanted to kiss you a little more.

Finally you managed to get away from him. Then he hissed as you’d moved down his neck. Licking and sucking right over his spot. Fuck you always loved the little noises he made when you did this.

You finished your journey down his stomach. Stopping when you got to the hem of his shirt so you could push it up his abs. With that you started kissing all over his abs. Making him have the sharpest intakes of air as when you sucked at his skin.

Moving from spot to spot until you were at his pelvis when he finally stopped you. Putting his hand in your hair to pull your head up so you had to look at him. “You tryna make me cum in my pants?”

You giggled and shook your head. “No!”

“Then you better stop fucking around.” He grinned.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you finally moved to his jeans. Licking your lips in anticipation. His cock was bulging against the denim. Fuck you couldn’t wait to get your mouth on him.

You were so quick when it sprung into view. Licking it from balls to tip. He opened his legs a little wider so you could get a little closer. Watching as you started to slurp on it. His hips moving up but he was trying to refrain from fucking your mouth yet.

“That’s it,” he hissed. “That’s fucking it.”

Your mouth was watering all around him. Making the best mess he’d ever seen. Fuck he could only imagine what your pussy looked like right now. Probably soaking wet. He wanted to see if you left a wet spot in those shorts.

“That’s my fucking good girl,” he said, putting one of his arms under his head. Doing the other to move your head up and down by your hair. “Look so cute sucking daddy’s cock.”

You gagged around him. As he forced you down a little further. Then let you back up for hair. “Thank you for letting me suck your dick.” Your hand wash still around him, stroking him as his tip licked with precum.

Chris groaned again. Of course you’d remembered that little talk you’d had. Where the two of you talked about things that had turned you on a lot with each other. One of your thing was when he’d say sweet things to you while treating you like a whore. His was when you thanked him for it.

You went back to it. Slobbering all over him again. Playing with his balls. “Gonna make me cum, Babe,” he warned you. “You want that?”

You nodded doing this thing where it felt like you were trying to gulp him up. Cuz you wanted him to cum down your throat.

“Fuck!” He shouted into the air as he finally unloaded. His eyes shut tightly as it was too much for you to fully catch. That was okay he liked how you looked all messy for him. Like a fucking slut.

You stand up so you could take off your shorts. He took the time to pull of his shorts and removed his pants and shoes before you climbed on top of him.

You went back to kissing. Chris not giving a fuck that your mouth was just on his dick. Or that he’d just came in it. That wasn’t going to stop him from making out with you.

He stuffed his fingers in your pussy from behind. Groaning as you rode his hand. Your hole hugging his digits. Fuck you were soaking wet. You let out a breathy moan. “You’re gonna make me cum,” you said in a whiny little whimper.

“Good. You better fucking cum for me.”

That was when you drenched him. Not that it stopped him from finger fucking you for a little longer. That’s when he grabbed you by your hips. Lifting you up so he could ease you down his length.

Even though he’d just cum from the way you sucked him. You put your hands on his chest as bounced up and down on top of him. A chorus of, “ugh, ugh, ugh’s,” coming from your lips.

He moved one of his hands under your shirt to pinch your nipples. Making you tighten around him. Pussy juices dripping down. You were moaning so much it was a good thing his neighbors weren’t close.

He reached forward so he could grab your legs. Wrapping his arms around your thighs so he could help you move better. “God you’re fucking tight.”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,” you cried. “Fuck me, Chris. Fuck me.”

That’s when he said fuck it so he could pick you up and drop you down so he could slam his cock in and out of you. “Don’t you fucking run,” he grunted as you tried to scoot back.

He looked between you to see your pussy gripping his cock. Pussy creaming around him. “You’re gonna make me cum again!” You cried.

“Then fucking do it,” he said. Also feeling it rising inside of him, too. “Daddy’s gonna fill up your cunt, Baby.”

“Yes,” you whimpered. “Yes, yes, yes.” As another orgasm wrecked through your body he came deep inside of you.

“Fuck!” He groaned as he put his head in your neck. The two of you relaxed with him on top of you. Rubbing his back and getting al cozy under him.

“Thank you for today, Babe,” he whispered with a yawn. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Christopher,” you sighed contently. You were pretty sure you could stay like this forever.

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violetlilysunshine · 3 years

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Talked All Night

Dad Chris Evans x Mom Reader

Requested

@maximeevansblog: The reader is married to chrisevans , and they have 2 kids , and when its the Kids bedtime they asks dad how do you meet mom , with a lott of fluff,

WC: 849

Warnings: mentions of smut but nothing happens

A/N: this took way longer than I expected, and I might rewrite it at some point...

MASTERLIST

You and Chris have been married for a decade, and man, it’s been the best decade you could have ever asked for.

This year, you rang in his 40th birthday with a barbecue at his parents house. Your older daughter played with the cousins, running around the backyard; she even coxed your husband into a water balloon fight, which of course he was more than happy to participate in. He may be 40, but he’s still a child at heart. All the while, you relaxed on the patio with Chris' mom. She sat in a matching rocking chair beside you, rocking your new baby girl all day long. In fact, she refused to give her up.

Before you knew it, the evening had wrapped up and you loaded your babies into the car, changing into PJs before you left.

As you pulled into the driveway, you turned around to see both of them snoozing softly in their car seats.

You giggled at Chris, “and you didn’t want to put on PJs before we left.”

He parked in the garage before turning around to look at them himself, “welp, guess mama knows best,” he whispered, leaning over the console to peck your lips.

You held onto him for just a second before pulling back, “love you bubs,” you spoke softly.

“Love you too, doll,” he whispered, a smirk gracing his features.

He turned off the car and hopped out, closing the door as quietly as possible. He opened the door, pulling your eldest daughter out of her seat gently and carrying her inside. You opened the other side, swinging the diaper bag over your arm, and pulling your baby out of her car seat.

You headed inside, dropping the bag in the mud room, before whispering, “I’m gonna put her down,” to Chris, who was already heading down the hall.

“Me too, babe,” he whispered back, “meet you in the bedroom?” he proposed with a raise of his eyebrows.

You chuckled at him, “whatever you want, it’s your birthday,” you answered.

You trailed up the stairs before him, wiggling your hips as you did so.

“Ooh yeah, happy birthday to me,” he grumbled behind you. If he wasn’t carrying your daughter, he would’ve given your ass a nice smack.

You laughed quietly, not wanting to wake the kids.

You changed your baby’s diaper before setting her in the crib. You kissed her forehead lightly, whispering, “goodnight, sweet girl,” and closing the door behind you softly.

You padded down the hall, passing the other bedroom where you hear your oldest ask Chris, “how did you meet mommy?”

You leaned against the wall just outside the door, listening in on their conversation.

“Well,” Chris chuckled, “Uncle Scott introduced us…” he trailed off.

“But how?”

Chris let out a deep breath, “well, Uncle Scott was having a party at his house with some of his friends and he invited me, so I went. Mommy was the last to get there, but when she walked in, I was sitting on the couch, talking to Uncle Scott, and I looked at her and thought, ‘I have to meet that girl,’ and to be honest I was really nervous,” Chris laughed lightly, your daughter giggling as well, “but then Uncle Scott took me over and introduced us, and I kinda think he knew it was meant to be and arranged the whole thing, but then he left us alone and we talked all night.”

“All night?” your oldest asked with big eyes.

“Yep, all night. And after that I knew that I never wanted anybody else. She’s the best.”

“Yeah,” your daughter sighed, “I love mommy.”

“I love mommy too, kiddo,” Chris chuckled breathily, “I love mommy too.”

“I love Uncle Scott too,” she added.

Chris laughed loudly at that, tipping his head back, “well good, without him you wouldn’t be here.”

Chris got up from kneeling next to her bed. He quickly pulled the blankets up to her neck and pecked her on the forehead.

“Go to sleep now. Gonna make mommy pancakes in the morning, she’ll like it,” he whispered as he headed to the door.

“With blueberries?” she asked.

“Yeah, kid, with blueberries,” he answered with a smile, flipping off the light and stepping into the hallway.

As he closed the door, he almost bumped into you, still leaning on the wall.

“Hi,” he whispered, laughing lightly because you’d scared him, “wasn’t expecting you.”

You didn’t say anything, instead you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. He was quick to respond, slipping both arms around your waist and deepening the kiss immediately.

Your tongues tangoed for a while before you leaned back breathless.

“I love you,” you whispered, eyes sparkling.

“I love you too, baby,” he chuckled, squeezing you a little tighter.

You slipped your arm behind your back, lacing your fingers with his, before turning around and pulling him down the hallway to your bedroom. You closed the door behind the two of you, settling into bed together.

You were absolutely going to treat him tonight.

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earthchica · 3 years

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Birthday Surprise

IMAGINE You and Chris are married with three kids and you throw him a big surprise birthday party.

Warning: Fluff, Slight Smut.

Word Count: 1.3K

Note: HAPPY 40th BIRTHDAY, CHRIS!

CHRIS

"Wake up, daddy! it's your special day!" The twins were jumping up and down on the bed with excitement.

I had to register on what they meant and quickly came to realize it was my birthday today, just another reminder of me getting old.

"Okay, I'm up, I'm up," I said, sitting up from the bed and stretching my limbs, before moving the blankets and swinging my legs at the edge of the bed.

"Come on daddy!" The twins said at the same time with a giggle, dragging me downstairs to the kitchen.

My nose was filled with the scent of homemade breakfast.

"Good Morning, birthday boy," My beautiful wife says with a happy smile, throwing her arms in the air.

"Girls this is-" I stopped and placed a hand over my chest. The kitchen was decorated with balloons, party hats, confetti, and a big buffet breakfast on the table.

Y/N made her way towards me, placing a birthday hat on my head while giving me a big kiss.

"This is amazing, girls. thank you so much!" I said with a smile.

I came over to the table and kissed the top of my son's head. He was beaming brightly in his highchair while eating cut-up fruit.

The twins came to sit at the table as Y/N went to get something and once she got back to the table.

We started eating breakfast and chatting a little bit. Shortly after breakfast, we were in the living room and I was opening my present from Y/N and the kids.

YOU

You smiled softly, watching the twins proudly present each birthday gift to their dad. Chris opened them with a giant smile on his face.

"I love this so much. Thank you so much, ladybugs!" He says. The twins' face lit up with a smile, stretching from ear to ear as they both jumped into his arms for a hug.

You’ve always wondered what type of father Chris would be and now that you both have three beautiful children together.

Seven year old girl twins and a four year old boy.

He’s such a great, loving, protective father, and there was no doubt in your mind that he wasn't gonna be all those things.

You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn't even notice that Chris said something.

He repeats while nudging you with his shoulder; one eye lifted in confusion at your far-off look.

You snapped up, and your e/c eyes locked with his concerned blue eyes. "What?"

"I asked, what do you have planned for today?"

"Oh, sorry!" You said with a chuckle, taking the time to wrap your arm around his arm and laying your head on his shoulder.

"Well, we'll go on our daily family walk and then come back.”

“Then chill out for a couple of hours until the big surprise tonight which I'm not telling you anything about?" You said lifting your head to look at him.

"That sounds great, alright let's go," Chris said, kissing your cheek and getting up from the couch.

CHRIS

Once we got the kids and ourselves dressed and ready.

Instead of going on our daily walk around the block, we ended up going to the local dog pack where we let Dodger off the leash.

I sat underneath a tree with my son in my arms and watched with a smile as Y/N and the twins ran around and played fetch with Dodger.

I smiled heartily at how far I grew and reflected on my incredible life.

I had everything I'd ever wanted, a gorgeous wife, three beautiful children, an amazing dog, a wonderful family, and a great career that I loved.

gratitude changes everything

After the dog park and getting some lunch on the way home, it was time for the big surprise tonight.

"I'm driving and put this one," She ordered, handing me a red blindfold before putting the kids in the car.

I got in the passenger's seat and put on the blindfold.

During the car ride, we sang to every song on the road playlist, laughing as each song held a different type of memory.

When we arrived at whatever the hell we were, Y/N told me to stay in the car.

While she got the kids out of the car, not wanting to take me inside before checking everything was ready.

A few minutes went by, she came back and guided me out of the car to the entrance of a house.

"Okay, you ready babe?" She asked as we came to a stop.

"I was born ready, sweetheart!" I smiled happily as she giggled, taking the blindfold off.

The room was dark for a second till the lights were turned on. All of my family and friends jumping up all at once, letting out an echoing

"SURPRISE!". A huge smile grew on my face as I took in the scene before me.

I scanned the room, took in all of the decorations that were placed around as everyone crowded around me, giving lots of hugs and birthday wishes.

After greeting everyone and chatting with them a little bit. I caught a glance at Y/N’s who was recording my reaction.

She made her way towards me with a bright smile and I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a tight squeeze before letting go.

"Thank you so much, baby. This is so sweet and thoughtful." I said, looking down at her moving my arms down her waist.

"Anything for you, Chris. Now let's have some fun, birthday boy!" Y/N says with a smile. I smiled back and gave her a small peck on the lips before the party began.

YOU

Chris's birthday party went on for a couple of hours with a lot of laughter, love, dancing, and good conversation in a cheerful atmosphere.

And After Chris had received lots of love from all of us and plenty of presents.

It was time to sing happy birthday, the lights turned off once again and someone stepped out with a beautifully designed cake that had a lot of white candles.

Everyone started to sing, sync and cheer once Chris made a wish and blew out the candles.

After eating cake and conversing some more, it was time to call it a night.

You, Chris and Scott pitched in to help his mom clean up as everyone left, saying they'd see us very soon.

Heading out now since Mrs. Evans said you should get the kids home because they were all sleeping on the couch.

Once you got home and got the kids bathed, in their PJs and the bed. You and Chris went to take a shower together and had a little special time in the shower.

You and him couldn't get enough of each other, especially at the party, there was a lot of touching and smooching here and there.

"You like that, baby?" Chris asked as your nails scratched down his back as he continued to go faster and deeper.

"Yes, Chris. Oh, fuck right there. I'm so close, babe!" You said whimpering, trying your best to keep a grip on his shoulders.

And re-secure your legs around his waist as he keeps hitting your g-spot over and over again.

"Me too, beautiful!" Chris says, low and gravelly, pulling you into a kiss. Almost audible over the slap of wet skin and the water all around you both.

"CHRIS!!" You moaned into the kiss, coming hard and needy. Chris quickly followed after a few more thrusts, spilling inside of you.

As you still clung to him, hips eventually slowed before pulling away and setting you down on shaky legs.

When you both finished cleaning ourselves in the shower.

You and Chris stepped out, dried each other off, and now you both were dressed and cuddling in the bed.

"Thanks again. This was the best birthday ever, babe. I love you" Chris whispered in your ear, kissing the top of your head.

He began trailing his fingers up and down your spine which brought a smile on your face.

"You're welcome, baby. I love you too and I'm happy you had a great day." You said softly, moving up to gently kiss him.

You pulled away, beaming ear to ear gracefully into Chris's chest, glad that everything went great and that your hubby had a great 40th birthday.

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