#birthday request

[batwynn]

He’s doing his uuh… best.

(A patreon request)

[bompeii]

Nurse Jesse off shift 🤘 or just Ned Brower, let's be real here.

A birthday art request for @thedamnqueenofhell for March 🥳

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[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

birthday request (7/7/2026)

My birthday's coming up again, and I thought I'd make another request! If you've got a AU for your XIV characters, I'd love to see a photo of it!(open to everyone, vanilla gposers and screenshot mods alike!)

Starting on my birthday (7/7/2026) and going for the rest of the month of July, screenshot something in your AU (characters, a scene, whatever you can) and post it up with the tag #ffxiv-au! I'd love to see what everyone else has!

(don't worry about the elezen in the back he's fine)

[pamiwerewolfybunterfly]

ALRIGHTY PACK MEMBERS!!!!! PLS READ THISS

My birthday will be coming next month on June 11, meaning I’m gonna turn 19 years old!!!!! So I just wants some nice birthday gift and plus, it’s optional so if you don’t feel like making gifts for me that’s alright, also, I don’t really mind if my gifts came early or late. So take the time you need and no rush. And I’m helding this online party and proposal because I’m getting proposed to my lovely Blitzø :3 and these will be cake and fun too.

YOU CAN MAKE MY BIRTHDAY GIFT ART BY. . .

🐇🩷MY MAIN SONA🩷🐇

💟🐾MY OTHER OCS🐾💟

💖🐺MY IRL SONA🐺💖

🧸🩵BOOPSIE (MY TADC OC)🩵🧸

❤️‍🔥💣MAGENTA SPY (MY SPYSONA)💣❤️‍🔥

💚👽MARTY THE MARS MARTIAN (MY DANDYS WORLD OC)👽💚

🌕🐺WOLFMONEY (MY BLOODMONEY WEREWOLF AU)🐺🌕

❤️🦄WEREUNICORN BLITZØ AU🦄❤️

Or you could do my selfship Pamilitz/Blitzbunny

Or just whatever what makes you comfortable:

Also NO AI OR NSFW ALLOWED

P.S Feel free to reblog my invite :3

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[little-wicked10]

sooo it's my birthday today... and ofc, i was wondering how would soldier boy celebrate his partners bday? smut and fluff?

🥳Happy birthday🎉 Soldier Boy on your birthday….oof girl you better hold on. 🔞🫣 this isn’t edited, I just went with the flow on this! Have the best birthday🩷

//

First things first, Ben is waking you up the only way he knows how…with his head between your thighs. He wakes up before the sun to train then comes back to the apartment for a shower. His hair is wet and slick between your fingers, and his skin is warm and damp against your own. You wake up whimpering and grinding your hips against his tongue and fingers.

“Mornin’, birthday girl,” he slurs into your folds.

“B-Ben…oh fu-uck!”

You cum all over his face and hand, fingers clutching his hair like a life line. Ben’s lips smack as he cleans his fingers before wiping his face clean. “Must have been havin’ a good dream. Took you forever to wake up,” he teased with a mischievous smirk.

“Was dreaming about you,” you ask through your pants, “This my birthday present?”

Ben shook his head, “Breakfast. You’ll get your presents later.”

He suddenly grasped your hips and flipped you to your stomach, raising you up to your knees. A squeal leaves your lips as he gives each ass cheek a loud smack, “I should wear you out, so you can’t go to your own birthday party. When everybody asks where you were, you tell’em your man fucked you stupid.”

You wiggle your hips against his hard cock with a small smirk. The idea wasn’t a bad one. He had the stamina to keep you stuck in bed all day. (He’s done it before!)

Ben had you dripping by the time he finally pushed inside your weeping center. The way he fucks you so deep it nearly took your breath away. He whispers all kinds of filthy things in your ear as he pins you flat between his hard body and the mattress:

“Birthday girl deserves a good fuck, doesn’t she?”

“Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful like this!”

“Wonder how many more times I can get you to cum on my cock?”

The answer is four. Four more times before the super soldier finally shows you mercy.

//

Even though he wanted to keep you in the sheets, Ben reluctantly releases you from his cock drunk spell to attend the party the team was throwing for you. It was a fun gathering at the office with cake, drinks and presents.

“Which one is yours, baby?” you ask in a moment of distraction. You knew he didn’t want the team to see him being sentimental, even though Annie and Kimiko already knew about his soft side from your secret group chat.

Ben picks up a small black gift bag. It was plain and clearly from the store he bought it from, very him. You reach inside to pull out a flat square, velvet box. Inside was a a simple gold necklace with a small dog tag pendant.

“Look on the back,” he pointed.

You flipped the tag over to see your initials and his within a heart. Your heart swells staring at the wonderful present, “Ben, this is beautiful. Thank you so much.”

He helps you put it on before you shower him with kisses and gratitude. Even though he acts like it’s not a big deal, not his thing, you know he put real thought into his gift. Letting the macho man walls down enough to show how much he cares. You crawled into his lap, arms wrapping around his strong neck, hips wiggling to get comfortable.

Ben chuckles as his arm snakes around you, “That tag’s gonna look really sexy bouncin’ with them tits.”

He bit at your ear and neck as you giggled, “You’re such a pervert!”

“One of the reasons you like me so much,” he smirked into your skin.

//

He was right. It did bounce with your tits. You straddled his lap, bouncing and grinding down on his massive girth. His tip slammed against your cervix in this position, crying out every time you reached the bottom. “C’mon birthday girl. Keep goin’,” his husky voice encouraged.

His large hand slaps your ass, “Love when you bottom out, baby!”

“You feel so good, baby!” you gasped, fingers digging into his hair.

He stood up off the bed, striding to pin you against the wall. With your legs spread and folded over his arms the sound of skin slapping against skin and wet squelching filled the air.

“Almost there, honey,” he growled into your shoulder, “Mmm, so fucking tight! I got one last present for ya.”

“Yes! Yes, yes!”

The band that had been tightening in your stomach finally snapped. Your walls pulled him in as deep as possible as your vision went white. Pleasure coursed through you like electricity. A pathetic cry leaves your lips and legs begin to shake feeling him spill inside you.

You’re suddenly laying on the bed, Ben still throbbing inside you as he layers your face and neck with bruising kisses. You smirk at the knowledge that your night was long from being over. Your body starts stirring at the realization.

“Best…birthday…ever,” you pant.

[mzv11]

Dinnertime

Characters: Jean x Anthony Joshua

Warnings: Language & Smut

A/N: A birthday request for @wrestlingprincess80

After being in meetings all day, the last thing Jean wanted to do was come home and cook dinner but she promised AJ that she would. He'd understand if she told him that she was tired but with the NBA season in full swing and him preparing for his comeback match, they rarely had any time to themselves. Jean tossed her suit jacket and tote bag on the couch and headed right to the kitchen with the groceries.

They had gotten to the point where AJ was at her place more than he was at his own. He'd soon be strolling in from his busy day that began before the sun came up. She loved how dedicated he was to his craft, surprisingly, he was just as dedicated to their relationship. She pulled out the marble cutting board and began chopping peppers and mango for the salsa for the chicken that was in the oven. The way the sweetness of the mango blended into the heat of the poblano peppers was borderline orgasmic.

Jean usually took the time to change into something more comfortable before she started cooking but having ran into an old friend at the market put her behind schedule. She'd go change once the chicken was in the oven. Jean's feet were hating her, she had on heels all day and now that she was home, she was still scurrying around the kitchen in them. Hearing them click across the floor made her feel productive.

She laid my phone on the speaker she kept in the kitchen and turned on Pandora. Jean swayed gently with the music, nothing too extreme, after all, she was holding a Japanese steel blade that sliced through anything with great ease. She started humming along with the next song, so she didn't hear the door open and close. Jean didn't notice AJ standing in the doorway watching me sway with the music. However, she did hear his footsteps closing in on her fast. "It's very dangerous to walk up on a woman with a sharp blade." He smiled at the warning. Jean turned back to her cutting, only to be snuck up on by AJ anyway. With his full lips against her ear, he whispered "I live dangerously, Ladybug!" The vibrations of his skin against her skin instantly made her wet.

She dropped the knife on the counter and turned to him. Jean playfully kissed his lips as he pinned her back to the counter. He placed his hands on the counter on both sides of her hips and leaned in to kiss her. She knew exactly where this was going. "You never let me finish dinner before you come in trying to take my clothes off." He laughed at the minor complaint.

"Well, you shouldn't look so good naked." He pulled Jean away from the cutting board. AJ lifted her up by the thighs and sat her on the counter. He looked at the timer on the stove and said "We got 35 minutes until that timer goes off!" Jean nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck. He buried his face in the side of her neck and inhaled her Valentino perfume before placing a few sensual kisses on her neck. AJ ran his fingertips over Jean's collarbone and down her chest until her tattooed skin disappeared under her black button down blouse. The curvature of Jean's breasts peeking out from her shirt was only a tease to AJ. He slowly unbuttoned the Michael Kors blouse until it fell open. He licked his lips at the sight of her exposed flesh. “I've been waiting for this all day.” AJ smiled darkly.

AJ inched his hands up her skirt and pulled the lace panties down her thick thighs. He untied his sweats and inched them down his hips. He pushed her skirt up and slid into Jean's waiting warmth. The feel of him filling her up made her moan his name into the heated air of the kitchen. “God AJ!” He pounded into her as he kissed her passionately. AJ pulled her closer to him as his thrusts became wilder. Jean whispered "Calm your storm my love." into his ear. He laid his head on her shoulder and steadied his pace, but his orgasm was close.

He wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her off the counter. He pushed Jean's back into the wall and continued to pound into her. Him switching positions put more pressure against her g-spot. Jean had no leverage so the pace was his to control. She kissed his neck as he sent them both racing towards an explosion. His skin was still salty from the sweat of his training session, hers still sweet and fragrant from stressful her day in the office. The force of his climax escaping him pulled Jean right over the edge with him. The only sounds that escaped from him were guttural moans. They were so animalistic that they turned her on more. "Mmmm AJ!" was all that she managed to say before it all turned to gibberish. Jean couldn't focus, the room was spinning, and she felt the earth quake. Nothing else mattered in that moment, not even breathing, only AJ mattered.

They kissed one last time before he eased out of her warmth. He put both of her feet back on the floor and pushed her skirt down to its original position. He pulled his boxer briefs over his glistening dick and smiled that smile at her. That sly smile that never failed to draw Jean in. How did he expect her to finish cooking with her head still spinning and her legs feeling like soft rubber? He picked up her leopard print lace panties before he retreated from the kitchen with them intertwined between his fingers. Jean buttoned her blouse back up and put the fresh salsa in the fridge while she moved on to the rest of dinner. Jean looked at the timer on the oven, they had only a few minutes until the chicken would be done. She really loved when AJ helped her cook.

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[niidthelagomorph]

Happy birthday @ralseiforsmash!!!

This was a birthday request, Ralsei in an FNF style! Thank you for your request, I had a lot of fun drawing it :D

[fuctacles]

im not sure how your requests go, but a fun snippet to read i think would be steddie who both prefer to bottom, so usually rock paper scissors to decide, or if eddie gets his way, they roll a die. could be fade to black or explicit, i just think the lead up banter would be fun to explore.

I'm sorry it took so long and yet it is so short. But here are the boys being gross about their sex life:

"My ass is so clean, you could drink water from it!"

Steve makes a disgusted face, and honestly, rightfully so. Eddie kind of went overboard with that one.

"Yeah? Well, I used green tea to douche, so my ass is now flavored!"

Scratch that, Eddie has zero shame.

"Give me a glass, and I'll prove it to you," he says, already looking around the room like he's ready to grab the first cup his eyes land on.

"I'm not drinking your ass water!" Steve protests, his eyes wide in disbelief. "It's my turn anyway! Hey, no! Leave my Kermit mug out of this!" 

Eddie falters at the desk, crossing his arms in front of his chest and away from Steve's precious mug. 

"How, pray tell, is it your turn?" he asks, nose wrinkled in irritation. "I fucked you the last time."

"You fingered me," Steve corrects him. "I want your dick."

"And you came!" Eddie throws his arms up. "That still counts!"

"But baby." Steve pouts his lips, spreading himself further on the bed. "I want to get stretched on your big cock."

"No, nope!" His boyfriend slaps both hands over his eyes. "Stop pouting at me, it's not gonna work."

"Only because you're not looking. Look at me, baby."

"No," Eddie keeps protesting, but he can feel his resolve withering. Especially when he hears the ruffle of fabric. 

"I dressed up all for you." 

He can't see it, but the pout, the puppy dog eyes are easy to hear in Steve's tone. 

"Well, I did too," he huffs, and starts undoing his pants, eyes still stubbornly closed. 

Steve sighs.

"You're such a baby," he mutters. Eddie grins. 

"Your baby."

"Unfortunately."

Steve makes a sound, something between annoyance and pain, and he finally opens his eyes. They're both wearing fishnets, but where Eddie went for classic black paired with a jockstrap, Steve has a matching lace set of white stockings and boxer shorts. 

"Where did you even find this?" Eddie asks, his mouth dry. Topping suddenly doesn't feel like such a chore, but he's not going down (Up? On top?) without a fight.

"I can tell you after you fuck me," Steve offers with a coy smile, moving his hips enticingly.

"Yeah, no," he scoffs. "We're rolling for it."

Steve sighs but sits up anyway, reaching into the drawer for the D20 that has become a permanent part of their foreplay.

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