Monday: Birthdays

[tigriswolf]

Hullo, everyone, I'm tigriswolf and welcome to Leap Day. As it's my first birthday since 2012, today's theme is birthdays.

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Author’s choice, author’s choice, best birthday present ever


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[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, author’s choice, best birthday present ever

Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard. BDSM-verse.

[aivix.livejournal.com]

Rodney was not a man of grand gestures. Oh, he was plenty romantic and he didn't shy away from public displays—once the prohibition of submissives in command positions was revoked, of course—but grand gestures were simply not his style.

Which John didn't mind at all: it wasn't like he was big on grandiosity either. He had not desire for them or need of them and he was more than happy with the quiet, almost reclusive way they'd managed their relationship.

To be fair, they'd started their... thing six months before Rodney was able to negotiate a Courting Contract and all that before the revocation of SEA, when they'd had to hide or face John being court martialed and returned to Earth.

So, no. No grand gestures.

“John?”

Rodney stood in front of a kneeling John, fingers stroking over the base of his sub's throat. His face was neutral, but two years had given John enough training to see the hope and the love behind the mask.

“I...”

“If you're not ready, it's all right to say it.”

With a swallow, John glanced at the collar hanging from Rodney's other hand.

It was white gold and gunmetal, twisted links that were still somehow masculine; it was clearly jewelry, nothing like the utilitarian leather one that had once been used to keep John pliant while he was abused with the smoothly buffed links, the magnetic clasp so it could never be used to choke him, the carefully engraved MRM that would be visible but not ostentatious.

His voice was surer as he lifted his head, baring his neck, and said, “I'm ready.”

Rodney's mask gave way, eyes shining as he leaned down and laid a gentle kiss on John's lips. He slid the collar into place, a little click as the magnets connected.

And John felt something grow in the pit of his belly, warm and comfortable. Slowly, a smile lit his lips as he let his head fall against Rodney's belly, the pads of his fingers running along the engraving, and he nudged the hem of the shirt between them up with his nose. Kisses were pressed into Rodney's skin, a nip and a lick here and there.

A hand brushed through his hair at the affectionate display, tugging gently at the cowlicks. John grinned up at Rodney, one hand still stroking the collar, before he rose up on his knees to bring his ear close to Rodney's heart.

Rodney wrapped his arms around John after a moment, and with his voice low, murmured, “Happy birthday, beautiful boy.”

[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, author’s choice, there’s no wrapping paper and no cake and nothing but loved ones saying I’m so glad you’re in my life

Fill: Gundam Wing - Heero Yuy - Happy Day

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Happy belated birthday! I hope you had a good one.

The instructions on the invitations were very clear, gifts were not expected and any money that might be spent on them could be donated to the givers charity of choice. In fact, all that was wanted or needed, was the invitee's presence at Heero Yuy's residence on or around 6:00pm. Dinner would be served and drinks provided.

The guest list was small, no more than a dozen names total, though it read like a who's who. There were no speeches or toasts to the host's health, just Heero simply thanking everyone for coming and more importantly for being his friend on every other day of the year.

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, baby’s first birthday

FILL

[4bdnsn0wflake.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday, tigriswolf!


It was nearing the end of January, and Harry was nervous. In a few days Freddie would be turning one. Of course, there was a big party planned. A single party. Both sides of little Freddie’s family would be attending, but Harry wondered where that left him.

Harry had met the baby privately on a few occasions, and seen pictures and videos of all the first-year milestones, and he loved the little guy for sure, but Freddie was Louis’s son, and things between Louis and Freddie’s mum were a bit…complicated. Harry didn’t want to cause any more awkwardness than there would already be.

Besides, he wasn’t even sure he was invited. Louis had talked a lot about the planning details, but he’d never actually said he wanted Harry to come.

His phone dinged, startling him from his musings.

A text from Louis with a flight itinerary.

- See you soon. Can’t wait. Miss you lots.

Harry struggled for a few minutes on how to reply.

Finally, he just typed:

- Party?
- You’re coming, right? worried emoji

Harry took a deep breath.

- Thought it was family only. frowning face
- Don’t be a git. You ARE family. See you at airport. Love you. kissy face

Harry smiled down at his phone. It wasn’t going to be an easy party to attend, but it would be totally worth it.

[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, any Chosen One, the Chosen One’s [whichever] birthday rolls around – and their power/destiny/whatever doesn’t manifest

not a fill

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

I just re-read Good Omens. If I can channel the Dukes of Hell during their sojourn with Warlock on the boy's 11th birthday, I'll come back here.

[tigriswolf]

Author’s choice, author’s choice, a person born on February 29 will never turn 29 on the 29th

Happy Birthday

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Everyone at the nursing home was very excited. There was cake and balloons and the local press were in attendance. In fact, some of the national media had sent along a reporter (clearly it was a slow news day). After all, this was the first time anyone had celebrated their 29th birthday on the 29th of February.

Agnes, however, merely sighed and wished for the 116th time she had been born on a any other day of the year.

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday, tigriswolf! May it be four times as special, and may there be many excellent ones in your future!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[daria234.livejournal.com]

SGA, John/Ronon, someone told Ronon about the Earth tradition of birthday spankings

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU, any slash, on his birthdays his partner indulges his favorite roleplay

FILL: MCU, Steve/Tony, R

[swan-secrets.livejournal.com]

"You know there are very few people I'd wear this for, even on their birthday," Tony said.

"Oh I know," Steve nodded.

"There's like..." Tony counted on his fingers for a few seconds and finished with one finger held up. "One person."

"Lucky me."

"Though you do look like you're coming down with something," Tony said in exaggerated concern.

"Oh?" Steve suppressed a smile.

"Absolutely," Tony put his hand on Steve's forehead. "You're burning up Rogers. You better have a lie down."

"If you think it's for best."

"I do," Tony nodded.

Steve flopped himself back on the huge bed. Tony admired how his tight t-shirt showed off the rippling muscle underneath.

"Other than being damn hot have you had any other symptoms?"

"Nothing serious."

"No?" Standing beside the bed Tony slid his hand up Steve's thigh. "It looks to me like you're having a localised blood flow problem." His hand came to rest, pressing against the front of Steve's pants, cupping his hardness.

Steve swallowed. "What can be done about it?"

"I know just the thing," He pinched and eased down Steve's zipper.

Tony was wearing a naughty nurse outfit. The white dress was short enough to show he was wearing a pair of white women's underwear underneath. White knee high socks, and a little hat with a red cross on it completely the look.

Steve let out a low groan when Tony's hand slipped inside his pants.

"It's very swollen," Tony said, "I'll really have to get this taken care of." He got up onto the bed, bending forward, head dipping towards Steve's crotch.

Steve moaned louder, hands bunching the bedsheets while nurse Tony started administering his treatment.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

The Flash, Barry/Len, present

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Any (except Supernatural), any/any, becoming legal

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Ant-Man (2015), Scott Lang/Hank Pym, “Don’t I get any birthday sex?”

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Wicked + the Divine, Baal/Inanna, birthdays tale on an extra meaning when you only have two years to live

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman: TAS, Harley Quinn/Bruce Wayne, he gets her a present for her birthday. Things kinda develop from there

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Superman: TAS, Clark Kent/Lex Luthor, forget the lavish party. On his birthday he really just wants to spend time with Clark

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Alphonse Elric+Edward Elric+/Winry Rockbell, celebrating Al's first birthday after getting his body back

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot Spencer+any team member (or Eliot/Parker/Hardison), Eliot makes special surprises for the team's birthdays. Little things. A single cupcake. A tiny dessert. And leaves them where the birthday person can find them.

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

Eliot crawled back in bed and pulled Parker close to him. In the beginning he'd never have been able to sneak out of bed and back into bed without her waking up. Now, she was so comfortable with his presence he could with almost ease, not that he'd want to on a regular basis because he too was sleeping better with her next to him.

He'd been afraid the whole time he was up that the scents coming from the kitchen would wake her up but he'd lucked out and she hadn't. Of course that warming wax scent thing she brought over that Alice White’s friend had given her had some fruity scent thing in it so he'd plugged that in to mask the smell of chocolate.

Parker's love of sugary things was well known so for her birthday he'd made her Rice Krispie treats dipped in chocolate. But they just weren't any Rice Krispie treats. No he'd used a gingerbread cutter to make people, one in pure dark chocolate wrapped in her climbing harness which she checked every day and one with multicolored white chocolate sitting in her cereal bowl. The rest of the rice mixture he just made into little balls and dipped them into the multi-colored chocolate, they were more for everyone else unless Parker got to them first.

Now as he held her, the scent of vanilla and jasmine filling his every breath, he waited for her to wake up so he could watch her delight as she found her surprise. The real cake and presents would come once the whole team was together but this morning and this surprise was just for her. And them because there was no way he'd turn down the benefits of having a happy sugar high Parker in his arms

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Peter Pan, Wendy Darling, Sometimes, celebrating birthdays seems like a betrayal to Peter

not a fill yet

[tigriswolf]

Do you care which version, or if it's a mishmash of all the ones I'm familiar with?

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar+Chloe Decker, Chloe gets birthday wishes and Lucifer has to know why...and must give her the best gift possible.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Iron Man, Tony Stark+/Pepper Potts+James Rhodes, Best birthday ever

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Stargate Atlantis, Any, one big party to celebrate all the birthdays of the year

(Also, happy birthday Tigris!!)

[tigriswolf]

(thank you!)

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, my last birthday was a disaster so I don't celebrate anymore

Fill: SGA, Evan Lorne, Carson Beckett

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

(Happy Birthday Tigris!)

"So, Major, what brings you to my office today?" Carson flipped open Evan's medical file.

Evan shrugged off his jacket – it desperately needed to be cleaned – and showed off the gash on his arm. He'd bandaged it roughly so the carnivorous plants wouldn't keep tracking his team by his blood, but he wasn't a field medic. Parrish had nearly passed out from the sight of the blood and had been zero help despite technically having the most medical training of anyone on the team. Maybe he'd ask Weir if they could get at least one member of every team First Air certified.

"It probably needs stitches, Doc."

Carson unwrapped the bandage carefully, and Evan flinched when he cleaned the wound. "Aye, you're right. Let me fetch the suture kit. What happened?"

"The usual. Carnivorous plants. Running through the jungle. Just another day in the Pegasus Galaxy."

"Is it now?"

"Yep."

"According to your file," Carson said, "isn't today a bit of a special one for you?"

Evan winced again, and it had nothing to do with the antiseptic Carson had just swiped over his arm. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Come now, Major, aren't you going to do anything for your special day? After getting injured in the line of duty, surely you warrant some time off to celebrate."

"Nope. Not celebrating."

"Why not?"

"Check my file. Birthdays don't tend to go so well for me."

"What do you mean?" Carson picked up Evan's file again. As he read down the list, he raised his eyebrows. "Really?"

Evan nodded.

"Every year on your birthday?"

"Every year since I joined the SGC," Evan said.

Carson sighed. He set the file down and set about smearing some topics anasthesia on the wound before starting in with the needle. "And your birthdays before that?"

"Just kind of...awkward, really. Don't much care for birthdays. It's not like I picked it, you know? If I'm going to pick a day to celebrate me, it'll be the day I – oh, I don't know, completed my first decent painting or earned Major or something." Evan shrugged one shoulder.

"That's fair, I suppose." Carson worked quickly and steadily.

Evan couldn't watch the needle sliding in and out of his skin, so he kept his gaze averted. "I like to think so."

"How did you survive getting tackled by an Unas?"

"They were juvenile Unas."

"I hear that doesn't mean they're very small."

"Small enough that I'm still here."

Carson finished stitching him up and bandaged the wound again for safe measure, told him to report back immediately if there were signs of infection, and to otherwise report back in a few days for a check up.

"Thanks, Doc." Evan hopped off the cot and scooped up his jacket. "See you round."

"Are you sure you don't want to do something a wee bit special? Extra slice of pie from the kitchen?"

"Completely sure. Next year I'm going to ask for the day off and barricade myself in my room, I think. With MREs and firearms just in case." Evan waved at Carson, who looked horrified, and ducked out of the infirmary.

Yeah, he really needed to get his jacket cleaned.

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, unusual birthday tradition

Fill 1/2: SGA, Math nerd!John AU

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

John refused to accept gifts for his birthday. In fact, he more or less pretended his birthday didn't even exist (which was silly, he was alive, of course his birthday existed). Rodney had only found out when his birthday was because he'd hacked John's personnel file, and even then he'd only caught a glimpse before the system booted him out. He should have been suspicious that John's personnel file had so much additional security over it, but mostly he was glad that he'd found out at least John's birthday that he ignored that file anomaly. The first year they were dating, when Rodney broached the question of birthdays, John had refused gifts (and looked a little narrow-eyed at Rodney for even knowing when his birthday was). He'd even given Rodney a gift instead, which had been sweet but also a little contrary. In fact, John tended to ignore special occasions and then do something that might or might not be considered marking said special occasion at some random later date. Rodney figured he could do the same, let John's birthday pass without remark, and then do something extra-special a random number of days later. Fifteen or something. That would give him plenty of time to plan. Lorne would probably help him out. He had to at least know John's favorite food or something.

On the day of John's actual birthday, Rodney was prepared to act completely casual, like nothing was out of the ordinary. Since probably no one else knew when John's birthday was, no one would be gushing over him and making Rodney's casual behavior a little too studied and...suspicious.

As it turned out, Rodney didn't have to try to act casual around John, because John was nowhere to be found. He joined Rodney for breakfast after his morning run with Lorne, and again for lunch, but any time in between he was impossible to find. Since John could get Atlantis to hide him from the life signs detector, if he didn't want to be found, Rodney wouldn't be able to find him, and not even Stackhouse's near-psychic knowledge of everything that went on in Atlantis would be of assistance.

John was well and truly hidden.

They'd been officially dating for over a year now. Rodney knew John loved him. He was pretty sure John knew Rodney loved him right back. And Rodney was also pretty sure he knew some things about John that no one else knew, like how he'd lost his hearing, and why he never spoke even though he could.

But he didn't know everything about John, and as much as he itched to know, well, everything about the universe, he was going to have to let this go.

That didn't mean he wasn't just the tiniest bit hurt that John was avoiding him so thoroughly.

So he took a walk through the halls of Atlantis, away from the main living and working areas, and tried to clear his head. He wasn't an athlete by any means, but getting up and moving sometimes helped when he was stuck on a problem.

[marlex.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis, "Happy Birthday Steve. I'm your cake this year. I hope you like icing."

[marlex.livejournal.com]

The Walking Dead, Beth Greene/Daryl Dixon, they can't know the date anymore, so they pick their own birthdays

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Wreck-It Ralph, Vanellope + Ralph, "What's the point of a birthday if I'm never going to grow up?"