#also it's his birthday today!!

[tangledinink]

interdimensional fankid playdate...? 👀 @beannary @star-sparkler

(they're having a playdate, too.)

#ive been meaning to do something like this for foREVER and today is beans BIRTHDAY so its the perfect excuse #HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEANS #and also. waves at star-sparkler. hi. :) i love august so much oh my goodness. #i figure if theyre donnies kids then surely they must all love legos-- #pov: ur the only one at the donnie meetup who didnt clone urself #internet hamato #augustine hamato #lake and marsh #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fankid #rottmnt oc #crossovers #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #rise donnie #rise donatello #sillies #gemini au sillies #rottmnt crossover

[cinnamontoads]

this thing’s birthday

#roronoa zoro #one piece #zoro #I literally only drew him today. I have a 25 layer canvas with only drawings of zoro on it from Today #I also drew aki for my friend bc it’s his birthday too but #also ignore that there aren’t swords in the second one. don’t worry about it pretend they’re there it’s just a wip sketch #my art

[victimized-martyr]

Kyle investigatin [Cartman heard a thump]

#kyman #my art #south park #kyle broflovski #eric cartman #cartman #sp kyle #idk why but the idea of cartman freaking out that Shaquil O’Neill broke into the house #’think about it kahl. he’s on too many commercials. he’s everywhere all the time THIS may be a commercial right now’ #and kyle is questioning the choices he’s made his entire life (he grabbed cartman’s hand first tho and refuses to let go) #also it’s my birthday today eheheee

[razzafrazzle]

i like senshi he reminds me of my grandma for some reason

[image description: a drawing of senshi from dungeon meshi. he is looking up at the viewer, and he has a thought bubble next to him that contains a fried egg with pepper sprinkled on it. behind him are various small doodles of him, along with some sparkles. end id]

#i love his eyes. incredible #also hes voiced by sungwon cho which means i Must love him #doc talks #my art #senshi #dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #delicious in dungeon #oh also its my sisters birthday today :o]

[bisexualfbiagents]

Do you know who I am? I'm Fox Mulder. I was fighting the power and breaking conspiracies before you saw your first chemtrail, you punks. I'm Fox freaking Mulder, you punks! I'm Fox Mulder! Fox Mulder!

Happy Birthday Fox William Mulder (October 13, 1961)

#the x files #txf #dailytxf #txfedit #xfilesnet #fox mulder #happy birthday king!!!!!!!!!!!!! #my favorite guy in the whole world #picture me making this absolutely grinning like a lovestruck teenager the whole time #laying on my stomach and kicking my feet #i love him so much i could cry about it #also let the record show that he is looking at scully in every single one of these..... the love in his eyes................ i'm die #anyway sorry this is so late my brain is not working today lol #mine

[flowercrowngods]

✨🤍 some steddie softness for @thefreakandthehair's birthday, i hope it's the very best so far! 🤍✨(please please your day comes first, read this whenever you have time and space to breathe 🤍)

Eddie is not a religious man — far from it, actually. But there are a few things that make him believe in higher powers. In angels. In destiny and luck and a love so strong it could conquer everything. 

This very moment is one of them. 

Stevie, soft and sleepy beside him in the back of the car as Nancy is driving, the dim light of the passing street lamps painting his face in hues of gold like the light itself favours Steve Harrington, caressing his features with the softest of shadows. 

He’s beautiful. Ethereal. Perfectly angelic with his eyes closed, his whole body turned towards Eddie in the warmth of the car.

It takes Eddie’s breath away, his heart taking up space where before there were his lungs and ribcage, growing in size until he feels like he is about to burst. And even then he keeps looking, staring at that pretty face that looks so at peace with the whole world right now. Eddie has never seen Steve like this, but now he understands why people start wars. Why people defy gods and death itself to be with their one true love. Why Orpheus looked back. 

He understands. Because Steve, his Stevie, warm and safe and perfectly fine in the backseat of a car? That is everything. He doesn’t even need to kiss or touch so long as he just gets to look. And be. Oh, to be at the same time that Steve is. 

That might just be life’s greatest gift to him. 

A tiny sigh falls from Steve’s lips and Eddie really, really might be about to burst. 

“Hey, angel,” he whispers, because moments like this aren’t made for anything but hushed words, their truths too heavy, too sincere for the world to hear and keep on spinning. He doesn’t need the world to spin as long as there is Steve. 

“Hi,” Steve whispers back, his eyes still closed but the smile lighting up, luring Eddie in like he is but a moth drawn to the flame. 

Eddie leans in and rests his forehead against Steve’s, his hand coming up to cradle a light-kissed cheek. Steve leans into it, following Eddie’s hand like maybe they are twin stars pulling each other closer until there will be an explosion of light and creation. Steve nuzzles against his palm and leans further into Eddie’s body until they share the same breath — but still it’s not enough. 

Eddie wants to say so many things now that their hands are entangled, their soft exhales mixing. But after a while he notices that Steve is humming before gently singing along to the song coming quietly from the speakers. 

“Take it easy with me, please. Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze. Take your time, make it slow. Andante, Andante. Just let the feeling grow.”

Eddie knows the song, recognises it instantly, and his breath gets stuck in his throat once more. Because he has a secret. He loves it. He has imagined for the longest time that one day, someone would make it his song. Sing it for him, to him. 

He’s never told anyone because he has a reputation to uphold and more than enough metal music to listen to, but of course Steve wouldn’t care about his secrets being secret, and just oh so casually make his deepest, most private of dreams come true. 

He’s an angel, that one. A hero. Myths and fairy tales should be woven around that heart of his, folklore speaking of his name until history itself wouldn’t dare to forget. No one can convince Eddie otherwise. Not in that moment, not with Steve singing so quietly, so gently, so adoringly. 

I think I love you. I think I can’t ever stop, not when I’ve seen you like this. Not when you’ve just shown me what life can be about, what it should be about. Gods, I love you and love you and love you. 

That’s what he wants to say. 

But all that comes out is a marvelled, “Shit, Stevie.”

It has the desired effect of a huffed breath, an even wider smile, and Steve cuddling further into Eddie’s side, eyes still closed. Eddie brushes a kiss to Steve’s forehead and feels like maybe his love can make it into the fairy tale, too. 

It will. Oh, it will, when Steve finally lifts his head from Eddie’s shoulder and looks at him through hooded eyes, all soft and sleepy and safe. A moment passes like this and Eddie can’t breathe, maybe he can never breathe again — but it only lasts until Steve slowly, so very slowly begins to lean in to claim Eddie’s lips with a kiss so gentle it could bring him back from the dead. 

Eddie kisses Steve back just as slowly, because in moments like this there is no rush, no hurry. There’s only them, there’s only this. Only a kiss until there is another. 

And with Steve, there is always another. 

Nancy smiles as she is taking the long way to Steve’s house, rounding Loch Nora twice because she knows how comfy Steve gets in cars at night when he doesn’t have to drive and there is soft music playing. 

Eddie kisses her goodbye on the forehead, fully aware of what she’s done. He doesn't tell her about the sun and the myths and all the wars he would start for Steve.

Nights like this are not meant for telling anyone about them. They can hardly be believed as it is. They can only be lived, hand in loving hand.

#steddie fic #steddie #eddie x steve #steve x eddie #dio words #hi lex happy birthday i hope you like this bit of incoherent softness i hope you like the sleepy feeling in the back of a car at night #when all the lights go whoosh you know?? with some music? idkidk but writing this was fun anyway :D #also because sincerity is for tumblr tags let me just say thanks again for being in my dms sometimes and listening to my whumpy rambles #here you have some fluff to make up for it :D no but seriously you deserve nice things so i'm happy to see you getting some today 🤍

[chemevan]

doodles of the girl and kobra checking his tamagotchi

#danger days #killjoys #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #ttlotfk #danger days girl #kobra kid #tamagotchi #my art #fanart #it's also my birthday today hi

[unluckyprime]

happy hermie day to all who celebrate <3 this freak of the week has had 1 whole year of existing ‼️

#not really tho cuz he has to share it with me . it’s also my birthday #HERMIE IS NOW ONE YEARS OLD . ITS HIS PODCAST IVERSARY #EVERYONE TELL HIM HAPPY BIRTHDAY R I GH T NOW HE DESERVES IT #digital art #dndads #technically he was anagramed into existence in ep 4 but we’re not counting that . TODAY is HIS DAY #dungeons and daddies #hermie the unworthy #oakworthy #taylor swift dndads #normal oak

[yaoiconnoisseur]

Happy Hatchday, Yuuri!

#fuck it we post early #hi people who follow me for bg3! i was a yuri on ice blog before the vampire guy kidnapped my braincells :3 #totally didnt throw this together super quick yesterday because i forgor it is his birthday #also…. it is fucking me up knowing that he would be 30 if a new season dropped today #yoi #yuri katsuki #katsuki yuri #kastuki yuuri #yuuri katsuki #yuri on ice #yuri!!! on ice #yoi fanart #yuri on ice fanart #yuri!!! on ice fanart #ユーリ!!! on ice #my art

[nesperus]

happy birthday pissfoot gumtoucher

#I know I already posted today but I realized I should also #post this one #before it’s even later #I did draw this on his actual birthday #Love this Guy #lincoln li wilson #scary marlowe #taylor swift dndads #hermie unworthy #normal oak #dndads #grant’s taking the photo #they’re at Outback Steakhouse #my art #dungeons and daddies

[seasononesam]

Sam Winchester Appreciation Week 2023: Day Seven - Happy Birthday Sam!

People can change. There is reason for hope.

Happy 40th Birthday Sam Winchester! [insp]

#supernatural #spn #Sam Winchester #spnedit #supernaturaledit #samwinchesteredit #spnsamwinchester #samedit #samweek2023 #long post #* #happy birthday love youuuu #also today i learned there are flowers for each month so that's what the hawthorn is lol #i really looked up his birth chart for this...idek my OWN moon sign

[layla-carstairs]

Simon (Lewis) Lovelace - The Mortal Instruments

“You thought he was cute, didn’t you?”

#Happy birthday to the legend that is Simon Lewis!! 🫶🫶 #sorry I forgot about your birthday and had to quickly throw this together rip #in my defence I had a midterm today lol #also his first lines kinda suck but there's nothing I can do about that #simon lewis #simon lovelace #future simon lightwood <3 #the mortal instruments #tmi #tales from the shadowhunter academy #tftsa #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #cassandra clare #bella does A Thing #bella talks #alicantenet

[nonranghaes]

heads up! mentions of a past abusive relationship (for reader). this should really go on wooahaes but i'm too lazy to format it rn and i need sleep so take this ig??? i might repost over there some other time....

there's things that are unfair about having a boyfriend like vernon. you think one of them is how pretty he can look when he's sleeping.

of course, he's still human. he ends up with messy hair, and sometimes he drools, and there's about a thousand other things you can list off about him when he sleeps... but he's still your boyfriend. and thus, every little 'flaw' he has is something you consider pretty on him. he would (and will, when he's in a sappy enough mood) say the exact same about you, to be fair. he shifts a little in his sleep, stretching and reaching for you.

you still remember overhearing him talk to his mom the morning after you slept in the same bed as him for the first time. it'd literally only been sleeping, but you heard him quietly say 'they trust me a lot,' to her while on the phone. he'd been unpacking breakfast. when she asked about it, he merely said "they fell asleep next to me. they've never done that before. i think... i think they trust me," in that pensive way, like he's thinking more than he's actually saying.

(i do, you told him later. trust you. i think i love you, too. and it'd been what made him say that he loves you for the first time--something he didn't expect to hear back without that 'i think' to protect yourself. you said it to him a few weeks later, and he teared up--although he'll always deny it when you bring it up now.)

"you're staring again." he pulls you out of your thoughts with ease, and his eyes meet yours in the low light. "what's wrong?"

you saw today's date. some birthdays never leave you, and that's true of the person who hurt you. the person you only told vernon about a few months ago in full, although he knew of the person's existence before then. you remember what that person said to you, too. that you didn't need anyone else aside from them...

"nothing," you say, and it's a half-lie. it'll bother you a little more, but you don't want to have this talk now. not when you're already starting to drift off, safe in his presence. vernon's good at protecting you from ugly feelings that settle into your bones like an unwanted guest. "we'll talk later, honey."

he gives you a uncertain look. "you only call me honey when you're upset."

(it's a mutual thing: he calls you either by your name or a casual dude any other time, and baby and babe and love of my life whenever he's trying to avoid a topic temporarily. the two of you communicate: vernon's good at making you feel safe in that, too.)

"right," you say. "we'll talk in the morning... homie."

it earns a crackling snort from him, and he smiles that cute gummy smile as he hides his face for a moment. "ah, really... god, you're such a dork sometimes, i swear."

"a dork who landed you," you always remind him. yet when his eyes meet yours a moment later, you feel something warm in your chest that washes away that ugly feeling all too easily. you reach out, holding his face. "i think... i won."

"you won?"

"you love me," you say. "my friends love me... i'm loved," you say quietly, and the feeling still feels a little foreign. you are loved, you repeat mentally for a moment: because they see you as you, not the broken mess you feel you are. "so i won."

vernon gets it soon enough, and he nods. "you won," he says quietly. "i'm glad you're here... homie."

you crack up, too, and he quietly laughs at his own little moment with you. his laugh and his smile always make you giggle, too, and he pulls you in to kiss you happily.

"i love you," he mumbles against your lips, "i love you, i love you, i love you--" and he keeps planting kisses against against and around your lips to punctuate every repeat of the phrase, before he draws back, satisfied after being struck with the need to be overly sappy. "alright?"

gone is that bitter feeling that once flashed through your veins and settled into your bones. all you feel now is love, soft and sweet, as you're so openly reminded that you're not alone. that the two of you shoulder these problems together. you won, you think, because you are alive and being loved and learning to love wholeheartedly again.

"yeah," you settle in to sleep, planning to keep to your promise of talking come morning. "i love you, too, you big sap."

#nonranghaes.thoughts #seventeen x reader #nonranghaes.svt #svt x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen x you #svt imagine #svt x you #chwe vernon fluff #chwe vernon x reader #vernon x reader #vernon fluff #vernon angst #today is my abusers birthday and i hope he is choking rn :) #and i remembered today. that i am loved. that i am so loved. #i hope anyone tht can relate to this also feels loved bc hi i love u i dont care if im just a stranger #we're gonna keep moving forward together its ok. i'm holding ur hand. we're gonna keep going.

[cyborb]

fun fact my version of colress has mild psychic abilities, including but not limited to levitating pizza slices

#doodles #pokemon #pkmn #colress #weekly colress #today is also his in-universe birthday for my au haha #this is based on that one image im sure others have seen

[papa-evershed]

TOP FIVE FAVORITE RJC CHARACTERS as voted for by fandom in the RJC birthday poll

» Happy 47th Birthday to Robert James-Collier «

#robert james-collier #rob james-collier #robert james collier #rob james collier #mine #thomas barrow #martin evershed #saul silva #hutch hutchbert #alex #yes i'm simply posting the poll results in place of a proper birthday gifset 😬 #happy birthday 🎈🎈🎈 #am I a little sad we didn't get to include daniel watson on the poll options? yes #am I also sad Kevin didn't make the cut? also yes #but it's still a very good list so can't complain #here's hoping the universe rains down nothing but the very best it has to offer onto his precious little head today 🍻

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

the thing about grief is everyone’s like “it’ll never get smaller but you’ll grow around it” and yeah that’s true. i definitely have grown around my grief and it’s not constantly all-consuming anymore. but it hasn’t gotten smaller, and i don’t think people realise what that means. i think people figure it’ll feel smaller because they did grow around it, but it just means that it’s on the back of your mind now instead of at the forefront. you can do things and live your life without constantly only thinking of your grief. but sometimes it will also make itself known and the sheer enormity of your grief will overwhelm you because ultimately it’s the same size as the day it arrived

#as always with my grief posting. i’m ok. i just have a hard time around winter and february especially #today is my birthday. the day after tomorrow is when my dad died #it’s not a good combination and it makes me a bit varied emotionally #this is the first year i can’t be with my family for the anniversary of his passing so it’s just hitting extra hard right now #also his yarzheit was yesterday. so. #dead dad club #grief #vent tw #yall can rb this btw