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❁ - fluff
✮ - smut
༯ - angst
♀ - fem reader
⚨ - gender neutral reader
Reblogged almightyellie
the fanfiction in my head is soooo good wish you guys could see this
Reblogged
a few years after angus graduates he’s looking around some bookstore in new york and wanders over to the new releases section. one book in particular catches his eye, a familiar name: Paul Hunham.
he picks it up off the shelf, ‘Carthage: The Ancient City of Tunisia.’ angus flips through it, scanning a few random pages before opening it up to the very first page, only seven words written on it:
“For Angus Tully. You can do this.”
Reblogged riverdrowning
a dominic sessa fan in the wild!!!!!! this is a momentous occasion!!!!!
Me, you, and the three other members of sessa nation on tumblr are braving through the Dominic drought </3
happy birthday, little darling
pairing: dominic sessa x gender neutral reader
genre: fluff
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“y/n!” dom’s mum, jen, exclaimed, opening her arms as soon as she’d opened the door.
“hiya,” you smiled, accepting her hug as she closed the door behind you with her free arm. the cats of the household, bella and luna, roamed around your feet, coming to see what all the fuss was about before quickly scattering off. “where is he?”
“still asleep, obviously,” she rolled her eyes, tutting at her son’s laziness.
you giggled, “what time did he get back last night?”
“really late,” she said, sorrowfully, “still, at least he’s back for his birthday!”
you smiled, nodding before gasping and holding up the bag in your arms, “cake! i got it from his favourite bakery in the city.”
jen’s eyes widened as she took the box from you, gasping, “y/n, you really shouldn’t have. oh god, that boy is spoiled.”
you laughed, rolling your eyes as you agreed, “i’ll go and wake him up.”
jen nodded, “better you than me.”
chuckling politely, you made your way upstairs before pushing open the door to dom’s bedroom. sure enough, he was spread across the mattress, duvet haphazardly strewn across him, his t-shirt rising up to reveal his stomach and the bottom half of his tattoo. his mouth was open, his curly hair a mess on his pillow as he snored softly. you giggled.
“dom,” you called, walking towards him slowly. you shrugged off your coat and bag, going and sitting on his bed beside him, “darling. it’s already afternoon.”
dom groaned, rubbing his face with his hands and shifting his position so he was laid on his side.
“dominic,” you whispered, moving your face closer to his before leaving some soft kisses all over his cheek and jaw.
he squirmed, finally opening his eyes as he repositioned his jaw slowly. he stopped, looking at you, “y/n?”
you grinned, the necklace he’d gifted you hanging down as you hovered over him.
“y/n,” he smiled, wrapping his arm around you as he pulled you down into the bed with him.
you screamed with laughter, kicking your feet. “dom! stop! oh my god, you stink!”
dom laughed, holding you down as he cuddled into your side. you relaxed your body in defeat.
“what are you doing here?” he murmured, his lips moving against your neck as he spoke.
“couldn’t miss your birthday now, could i?” you smiled, kissing the top of his head through his mess of curls. “plus i missed you too much while you were away.”
dom smiled, pulling away from your body to look up at your face.
“you need to shave,” you murmured, your fingers running alongside his over-grown stubbly jaw gently.
he hummed, taking your hand in his own and pressing kisses to the pads of your fingers. a smile grew on your face.
“i missed you so much,” he whispered, holding your knuckles against his lips, grazing kisses every so often.
“how was romania?” you asked, your free hand carding through his hair.
dom scoffed, “you know everything already. we called every day and i texted you every time i did anything.”
you giggled, “as you should!” dom smiled proudly, nodding in serious agreement. “how was the film?”
dom gasped dramatically, flinging his head back against the pillow, “it’s amazing, my little darling. i can’t believe i’m apart of it. ariana and justin are just the coolest, we became such good friends. and i was working with mark ruffalo? and woody harrelson?!”
“yeah you’re a big star now, little darling,” you smiled affectionately, placing your hands on his cheeks. he puffed his cheeks out, making you giggle and move your hands back to his chest.
“nah,” he shook his head dismissively. you glared at him. “i’m not! i’m working at it.”
you rolled your eyes, resting your head on his chest, “of course.”
dom sighed, stroking your back as he held you into his body, “i’m just glad to be home. and to have you.”
you smiled proudly, relaxing into his body for a moment. you felt dom’s breathing deepen as he presumably fell back into sleep.
“oh right!” you suddenly exclaimed, jumping out of bed as dom’s eyes opened. he looked at your curiously as you walked over to your bag, pulling out a neatly wrapped present and envelope. “happy birthday, little darling.”
he smiled, sitting up in bed as you sat beside him, handing him the present. “am i opening it now?”
“of course!” you exclaimed, before adding, “while we’re alone.”
“woah what is it?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
“oh god, not like that, dom! just open it.”
he smiled cheekily, pulling open the wrapping to reveal a vinyl you knew he’d wanted for a while, and a little ring laid on top of it. silver - to match his necklace, with a cross shape cut out of it.
“do you like it?!” you asked quickly, unable to wait anymore.
dom turned to face you, grabbing your chin in between his fingers and pressing a kiss to your lips. he remained close after he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours, “i love it, doll.”
you smiled, kissing him again before pulling away and shoving the card in his direction. “read it.”
he laughed, taking the envelope from you and ripping it open. a joke card with a stupid little joke on the front opened to reveal a very heartfelt love letter you’d spent most of the night drafting.
dom’s eyes were glossy as he looked up to you after reading. nodding as he pulled you into his arms again.
“i love you so much,” he whispered.
you smiled, laughing softly, “i love you too, my darling. come on, i bought you a cake from that baker’s in new york you like.”
“mario’s?!” he exclaimed.
you laughed, nodding as he got out of bed excitedly - pulling on a pair on pyjama bottoms instead of his slept-in boxers and sorting out his hair in the mirror.
you grabbed his arm before he could leave the room, pulling him close so you could hug him once again.
“what?” he laughed, nonetheless wrapping his arms around you too.
you just sighed into his hold, your head resting on his chest, “nothing! happy birthday, little darling.”