#;birthday bash

[aemiliiu-a]

Liam stood there rubbing the back of his neck as he held out the box to her. Someone had told him that it was her birthday and he wanted to make sure he had got her something. So a very long trip later and he had the little wrapped gift. It was wrapped in kraft paper with a little thread as a bow. Nothing extreme and over the top he wanted something simple. "Happy birthday Emily. Dúfam, že sa vám tento darček páči. Sorta je symbolom mojej lásky k vám." He spoke quickly hoping she didn't catch-

-what he said. It was far too honest for him to admit his feeling’s for her. Though he was sure she would be able to tell with this gift. A little journal bound in leather with soft leave and flower details over it. And then a ring, turquoise much like the one’s he wore every day. Only this one was smaller and daintier to fit upon her finger. He wasn’t looking at her, instead he was looking away from her blush riding upon tanned cheeks. He wasn’t good at this kind of stuff.

✼ ✼ ✼ ASK THE NOVELIST /// BIRTHDAY BASH.

— She understood what he had just admitted INSTANTLY in his enthralling mother tongue ; the loving words that were so UNLIKE him to utter & yet were breathed so BEAUTIFULLY, were swift to cause her heart to accelerate — pounding in her chest with an intense velocity as tears ( of joy and happiness ) pricked her eyes. Liam was normally such a ROUGH man ; the epitome of strength and hiding the true depth of his emotions, for he was hard - pressed to trust many people…but the SOFTNESS he showed her, and only her, was another reason as to why she LOVED him so deeply. He truly meant EVERYTHING to her and this display furthered that adoration. The tears soon escaped and trekked down the curves of her cheeks in rivets & she gave a WATERY smile to her boyfriend ; dainty hands shakily reaching out to accept the offered gift.

And GOODNESS, he was positively adorable — that blush would be the DEATH of her, definitely. 

❝ I love you too, Liam. I love you and what you have just said…It has made me so happy. ❞ The ENORMITY of her joy shone in her bright eyes, eyelashes fluttering and only inclining more tears to trace down her visage ; a small sniffle emitting from her. It was after a moment when she finally, yet GENTLY, tore the wrapping open and gasped at its contents — fingers trailing over the smoothness of the leather with reverence, mystified she was by its beauty and the RING…It matched Liam’s. ❝ You…wear a similar one. ❞ AMAZED was her expressed when she peered up at him again. ❝ We will have…matching rings? Oh, Liam…Thank you. ❞

The piece of intricate jewellery slipped onto her middle finger with EASE ; the shade ENCHANTING to the novelist and she couldn’t help but bring it close, pressing the SWEETEST kiss to the stone & holding the journal to her chest protectively. ❝ I will treasure them, always. ❞ Attention was soon directed back to him as she approached to wrap her slender arm around his waist ; gazing up at him with every OUNCE of love she had. ❝ Just as I will always treasure you. ❞

There was suddenly a TEASING lilt to her smile, then. 

❝ Also…ever since I met you, I have been studying how to speak your language – that’s how I knew what you said~ ❞

| @vlciasvorka | 

[aemiliiu-a]

He looked sheepish in his little corner, emerald gaze cast below. Arms were held behind his back, ears pointed down, twitching with unease. He wasn't used to this; celebration, giving gifts, giving thanks. But he was determined to try. Swallowing his fears, mouth opened somewhat: "I, uh," a cough rearranged his pose. "I got you a - well," he showed the datapad: a miniature library tailored just for hee. "H-happy birthday, Emily!" He nearly collapsed on the spot.

✼ ✼ ✼ ASK THE NOVELIST /// BIRTHDAY BASH.

— Her SWEET lombax was truly not so accustomed to these occasions and it had always been known to her ; it was why she had not wanted to speak of her birthday, for she didn’t wish for him to feel PRESSURED to buy her something grand or anything of the sort. Ratchet had been alone for so many years and it still affected him into adulthood ; witnessing his constant struggle with emotions BROKE her heart and it was why she desired to make all of this as simple as possible for him… but now, he had decided to go ABOVE & BEYOND without her even realising. He loved her THAT dearly and to be the recipient of that love was so BEAUTIFUL to her ; she did not deserve him, not someone as incredible as Ratchet.

At first, Emily had not noticed the torrent of tears that began to spill from her eyes, features overtaken by an expression of ASTONISHMENT ; gasp leaving parted lips and, as if on autopilot, small hands raising to cradle the expertly constructed datapad — the covers of her favourite novels already displayed on the home screen. It was superb & masterful ; Ratchet was a GENIUS with a brilliant mind and this was probably such an easy endeavour for him…and yet so DIFFICULT because he was obviously worried for her reaction.

She had to APPEASE his concerns before he collapsed, and her own heart threatened to give out due to how knotted it had become with her DELIGHT.

❝ R-Ratchet… ❞

❝ I’ve…never been given such a thoughtful gift before… ❞ TIMIDLY, she hid the lower half of her angelic face behind the datapad ; her gaze locked with his NERVOUS emerald & she sincerely hoped her gratitude & happiness were conveyed through her own eyes. Though she was growing ever flustered and blushing a TREMENDOUS scarlet, Emily was stifling a stupid grin & battling the urge to jump into his arms — she wanted to keep him at ease but it was proving to be quite hard. ❝ Y-You have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now…Thank you for this, Ratchet. ❞ A single hand then descended to ensnare his gloved one ; the woman lacing her digits through his and giving them a comforting squeeze to help him feel more relaxed. ❝ You didn’t have to do this but the fact that you have…has made this the best birthday I have ever had. I mean it. ❞ There was no doubting the sincerity of her words, genuine LOVE and kindness radiating from every vestige as she slowly lowered the datapad to display the full brightness of her grin ; eyes crinkling & JOYOUS laughter bubbling from her throat.

❝ I love you so much – and I want to kiss you, hug you, play with you ears! I want to smother you with affection but you look as though you are going to faint, sweetheart! ❞

| @astrahero​ |

[aemiliiu-a]

“Happy birthday!” And he hands her a little velvet box, inside a pair of illuminated, emerald earrings. Accompanied with a sweet kiss on her cheek, of course. “This is only the first gift! The next you will be able to see at night when you glance at the sky.” A heart drilled into the moon for her and many others to see. Love turns him into a maniac.

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— ❝ Cadillac…These are stunning! ❞ TENDER was her smile as half - lidded hues of BRILLIANT amber gazed upon the emeralds — of which were shimmering in the light of the afternoon sun as it shone overhead. They were simply BEAUTIFUL and would match perfectly with her dark hair ; a splash of emerald to her appearance had been something she had mentioned, from what she could recall, quite awhile ago. The fact that Cadillac had remembered was a testament to how much he CARED for her and how much interest he obviously invested in her — her darling really was the most attentive girlfriend and Emily couldn’t hide the rose - pink blush that soon blossomed on her cheeks. He was so SWEET, so wonderfully KIND to her… How had she gotten so LUCKY ??? ❝ I adore them! They’re so delicate, too…Oh, thank you, love. ❞ She proceeded to BEAM up at him, giggling happily and blowing him an affectionate kiss. ❝ Let me put them on and then I can thank you in a better way~! ❞

It was as she was doing so, soft finger tips carefully plucking each earring out of the box ( one at a time ), that she addressed his latter words — ❝ And what do you mean? Why will I only see it at night? ❞ Head was canted a little and she blinked curiously ; eyebrows furrowed with evident wonderment and she was processing what he could possibly mean by those words.❝ You haven’t gone and done something…over the top, have you? ❞ Cadillac could be so DRAMATIC when a particular opportunity presented itself ; this one being her birthday, of course. He was the type of person who tended to profess his love in front of anyone and everyone ; he was a ROMANTIC and whilst Emily adored everything about that, she was aware that her beloved’s methods of expressing his love could often be…a little too much for others to take. ‘Twas for this reason that her smile turned a little NERVOUS as she tucked her raven tresses behind her ears to show off her new jewels ; still, however, gesturing for him to bend down a little so that she might ‘thank him better’. 

❝ I am not going to lie… ❞ Her hands rested upon the broad slopes of his shoulders, the petite woman inching forward to kiss him slowly yet with undeniable PASSION ; only for a mere handful of seconds, however, before pulling back to laugh a little against his lips. ❝ …I am a little scared. What have you done? ❞ 

A FEW HOURS LATER…

❝ C…CADILLAC!? ❞ 

Right there, right on the surface of the MOON, was her SECOND gift — an enormous heart that had obviously taken some time to carefully carve. So ENORMOUS that many others ( the world’s populace ) were surely wondering where it had originated from ; this was UNBELIEVABLE and she was in a state of SCANDALISED shock…

She LOVED this gift, though.

How could she hate it ??? This pure expression of his feelings ??? Honestly, she was so touched by this…utterly STARTLED but touched, nonetheless. Heart was thundering in her chest and she whirled around to gape up at her lover — fingers shooting up to cup her cheeks and visage turning so RED that she was akin to a beacon in that moment. 

❝ T-T-Thank you, I guess! T-This has certainly been a birthday like no other..!! ❞

| @destructiveglitch |

[aemiliiu-a]

"Happy birthday dear I got you something but wait lemme roll that in!" Vesna rolled in with a big pot and a tree. But not any kind of tree, it was a maple was a gleaming with magical energy and had branches shaped so they could store books. "By desire the tree can spread branches and you can have more books. Ofc do not forget to water it."

✼ ✼ ✼ ASK THE NOVELIST /// BIRTHDAY BASH.

— ❝ THIS IS AMAZING! ❞ Eyes were SHIMMERING with both delight & shock, locked firmly on the GLORY that was this splendid tree ; a wondrous creation that could house so much of her ever - growing collect !! This was the most INCREDIBLE thing she had ever seen and now it was all HERS ??? ‘Twas a revelation that ASTOUNDED the novelist but she was truly so grateful to have been honoured with the magnificence of this gift — Vesna should have known that this was simply too much but her heart was so ENORMOUS and she…she must have known, too, that Emily would be near DELIRIOUS with her happiness. This was the BEST gift she had ever been giving and she doubted anything could ever come close to it. ❝ T-Thank you so much, Vesna! ❞ She was swift to throw her slender arms around the other woman’s neck, jumping up and down in place and breathing a long string of GIRLISH giggles ; her excitement permeated the air in waves and it was continuing to grow ( as was expected ). 

Especially when she finally approached the tree to appraise it in its entirety. 

It was after delivering a gentle kiss to Vesna’s cheek that Emily did so ; fingertips even daring to trek a delicate path along one of the smooth, blemish - free leaves that adorned the branches. ❝ I am in awe, Vesna…The fact that you can create something so pure, so lovely…You truly are a wonder. ❞ Emily peered over her petite shoulder upon saying this, continuing to caress the leaves & giving Vesna the SWEETEST of smiles. ❝ I will treasure it forever. ❞

| @xxvernalagniaxx | 

[aemiliiu-a]

@banditborn asked: He's standing in the doorway, holding up three dead pheasants while his mouth is covered in feathers. "Those have become really fuckin' rare but look what I caught! Happy Birthday, Sweetie!" Yes. He thought that would be a great present. Because pheasants taste amazing.

✼ ✼ ✼ ASK THE NOVELIST /// BIRTHDAY BASH ( BELATED ).

--- OH GOODNESS, he was simply too much at times! If she had not grown so ACCUSTOMED to his FERAL nature, then she would have been truly horrified by the sight ; she was saddened a tad to see the poor things in such a state, but the sight of his PROUD grin was too WONDERFUL to ignore & she could never forgive herself if she said anything to make it DISAPPEAR. ❝ Bandit! ❞ Her SYMPHONY of giggles was a melodic presence as she stood to trot over to her lover ; her own grin, wide & toothy, matching his in their mutual EXCITEMENT. ❝ Wow, and you caught three! I must say, Mr. Alpha - ❞ Emily gave a PLAYFUL wink. ❝ - you are a wolf of many talents! I am most impressed! ❞ With that, she bounded forward to wrap a slender arm around his waist ; rising onto the tips of her toes so she could flick away those pesky little feathers from his mouth ( with her free hand ) --- little bursts of snorting laughter emitting from her lips at random intervals. 

❝ You look more bird than wolf right now, though, darling! Is there something you haven’t told me about your heritage? Was there a pheasant on your grandmother’s side? ❞ Humour soon softened to TENDERNESS as she regarded him ; eyelashes fluttering gently & the palm of her hand moving to caress the defined cut of his jawline. Her wolf was so BEAUTIFULLY handsome ; even the sight of him caused her heart to skip a beat and the fact that he remembered her birthday, after decades of Emily letting it pass her by, only HEIGHTENED this reaction. ❝ Thank you ; this is so sweet of you, love. We will definitely have a delicious dinner tonight! I am excited! ❞

[aemiliiu-a]

@consacravi​ asked: "Emily." He announces his presence by saying her name, aware how silent footsteps may startle others. After giving himself away, he walks over to present a wrapped bundle. Inside are a leather bound sketchbook and a set of professional fountain pens. "It's not much, but I hope it will be of some use. Happy birthday."

✼ ✼ ✼ ASK THE NOVELIST /// BIRTHDAY BASH ( BELATED ).

--- ❝ O-Oh! ❞ GASP of surprise was gently uttered, soft fingertips cupping the curves of her cheeks & AMAZED stare honed in on the wrapped gift that was offered ; her birthday had been a QUIET affair for quite a few years, ever since moving away from her home in Haworth ( where her father was living ), so this arrived as quite the SHOCK to the novelist. Partnering with the fact that Chrollo was not the sort to usually partake in such KIND gestures, Emily’s startled state was evident from the roundness of her eyes ; however, soon, her given smile was bright & one of the purest DELIGHT, the joy she felt bubbling within in shining through and she timidly accepted the present --- hands lowering to carefully grasp the bundle. ❝ ...Thank you, Chrollo. ❞ She peered up at him happily, gazing into the stoic stare that met her, and her gratitude was truly sincere --- she was grateful to have a companion like him, even though he often CONFUSED her with his mannerisms. This endeared her to him, however, and this show of affection was simply another reason for FONDNESS.

The sound of tearing paper resounded around the two, Emily delicately peeling back the strips to reveal what laid within ; followed by an AWED intake of breath with amber hues widening ever further. ❝ Chrollo! T-This looks expensive! Y-You...You shouldn't have... ❞ Dainty digits glided over the surface of the sketch book, soon coming to curl around the number of fountain pens ; to her wonderment, they were definitely of a well - renowned brand, incredible to use ( especially for sketching ) & a set she had always desired to have. She couldn’t believe it...!! Head shot up once more, strands of RAVEN hair swaying with the motion around the angelic features that comprised her visage. ❝ Chrollo, I-I truly don’t know what to say! I...I am so touched! Thank you! ❞

She could HUG him tightly in appreciation if he was more comfortable with physical contact! 

[captaintrashcat]

@teppekiaone

He’s only heard it through the grapevine that this date exists so he hopes he’s got it right (because if not, he’s in for embarrassment), so he makes the effort for the visit because it feels important, little cake box in hand, carefully carried until he arrives at Kuroo’s house and knocks shyly.

He leaves no room for talking when the elder appears and embarrassment is already building on his cheeks as he holds the small, red box out to the other middle blocker. It takes all of his self restraint to not just tug it straight back into himself, either, the single mini cake suddenly feeling like something so small and worthless and insignificant compared to anything else the captain might receive.

But it’s too late now that it’s offered out so he forces himself not to tug it back, even as his hands begin to shake. (It feels too simple for a gift; a single mini red velvet cake large enough to feed two people at most, with red icing forming a small mountain on top a bold ‘1’ iced on top of that beside a smug looking kitten shaped out of dark brown modelling chocolate).

Embarrassment at him cuts him off from his voice almost entirely and he wishes the ground who open up and swallow him. But Aone knows he’s only finished half the battle and he might as well finish it before his embarrassment kills him.

“Ha…” Words stick in his throat and he has to look away (it helps a little). “Happy birthday, Kuroo-san.”

So far, his birthday had consisted of gifts from his parents, and lazily lounging in his room reading some newly-bought manga.  Perhaps he should’ve gone out, and enjoy the day that he was missing out on. Yet he didn’t, deciding to spend the special day inside the enclosure of his own home.

Then there was a knock. Barely audible, more so that he believed it was his imagination, but it was there. Curiosity and, because of what day it was, excitement tugged him over, making him turn the knob and open the door wide for whoever was on the other side.

“Wha-” He unconsciously muttered out loud, actually quite surprised to find the taller male on the other side, holding out a small red box out to him with unstable hands. The third year watched with intrigued eyes as Aone looked away, smile tugging at his lips as he carefully took what he assumed to be a present from the other’s hands.

The shadow of a smile that was once there widened to a full on grin as he heard Aone (shyly) mumble out the three words. Only three words, but it was already enough to make his day. (That, and the fact that Aone had gone all the way there just to wish him happy birthday).

“Thank you, Aone.” Truly heartfelt thanks, “It’d be a shame for you to leave so soon. Can you spend the rest of the day with me, or was that all you came here for?”