#happy birthday kat

[a-hearts-a-heavy-burden]

💖 BARBIE AND HER BARD 💖

(Credit : Kat's instagram)

#Kat McNamara #Joey Batey #Happy Birthday Kat #Post Strike #Birthday Shindig #Adorable #I wanna hug them both #The Amazing Devil #Bard #Okay but they are so

[numinousnumbat]

Kat's 28th birthday was yesterday (November 22) and she posted this to her instagram stories. I received a message from someone who wanted to know if she was with Joey (Batey).

We don't know if she was with Joey, but sunset on a beach does seem like the sort of thing that an introvert like Joey would plan/enjoy. Whoever she was with, I'm glad she had a nice birthday.

#katey mcbateyface #happy birthday kat #kat mcnamara #joey batey

[lesbianturrets]

Good afternoon world!! It’s my daughter’s bday!!

#happy birthday kat #today was the first day I created her in my silly sketchbook a year ago

[hoodandarrow]

OR “You’re talking mad shit for a guy within kissing distance.”

I can’t decide. . .

The look he shot her was Oliver's patented blend of irritation and thinning patience. It wasn't that he didn't find Kat attractive, and in another life, he'd have already been trying to seduce her. That guy had died on a yacht several years ago. Maybe bringing her to the basement of Verdant to heal and hide while they came up with a plan had been a mistake, but so far he didn't regret revealing his secret identity.

"That wasn't shit. It's just the truth. I'm not sewing you back up again if you rip your stitches being an idiot." He jumped from the last rung of the salmon ladder and picked up a towel. He sympathized with her wanting to train, but it would only set her healing back. He was also a filthy hypocrite, as evidenced by the number of bruises and abrasions scattered over his body from his nighttime activities. "Put that energy toward coming up with a plan. Someone's trying to kill you."

#chat: kat #velvetnviolentviolets #verse: star city #tw: stitches #happy birthday kat #we got you this thirst trap #let me know if this doesn't work! <3

[heatherfield]

Are you from here? Orig—originally speaking? Yeah. Born and raised. I went to college, but it wasn't for me. So, here I am, pursuing my dreams of serving beer at Not-a-Drugstore.

Katrina "Kat" Van Tassel in Headless: A Sleepy Hollow Story [x]

#headless: a sleepy hollow story #shipwrecked comedy #userthing #filmtvcentral #sleepyhollowedit #katrina van tassel #mary kate wiles #headlessedit #my edits #so many great kat moments i couldn't fit into my other kat set #also happy birthday week to mkw :D

[anthotneystark]

One taste of your life (And I own your soul)

So I heard it was @thefreakandthehair's birthday and then I finished writing this, so Lex this is basically just for you now!

The day starts like any other.

He wakes up screaming, shaking, a cold sweat trailing down his spine. He takes a few minutes to pull himself together, reminds himself it’s all over, ignores the feeling of heavy, dark air on his skin. He ignores the sound of screaming in his head, the tightness in his chest. Before he’s really ready, but after he should already have been moving, he pushes himself up and drags himself into his routine.

He showers, feels like he’s trying to scrub the fear and pain off of himself, and hopes that one day that will actually work. He catches himself looking around as he gets dressed, an uneasy feeling prickling at the back of his neck. It’s the feeling of being watched. But there’s no one in his room, so he shakes it off and moves on.

He has his morning phone call with Robin as they both make breakfast. His heart aches at the thought of her being so far away, just the same as he knows hers does, but he’d refused to let her put off school just because he wasn’t ready to leave yet. She comes back when she can, he’s made trips to visit her, but it’ll never feel right until they can live in the same place again. He won’t make her feel bad for getting out, not when he wanted her to, not when he’s so happy that she’s out there doing things she loves and having fun.

When it’s time, when he can leave too, they’ll get a place together and never have to be apart again.

For now though, instead of gossiping during a morning car ride, he tells her all the drama she’s missing out on and lies about how he’s definitely eating over the sink so his bagel crumbs are contained.

When she has to go, her classes beckoning, he lets her go and tells her he’ll update her with the next schedule his boss puts out. He’s on days right now, but he’s hoping he’ll be on nights soon.

With Robin gone, and Family Video destroyed back in March, he hasn’t bothered to go back into the rental business. He opted to follow a different career path, and with the amount of people who fled the town, the fire department had gladly taken him on. Turns out, for someone who likes to take care of people and is willing to take on tasks like herding a group of rambunctious pre-teens, being a paramedic has been the perfect fit.

He throws on his uniform, laces up his boots, and ignores that feeling pricking at the back of his neck as he walks to his car. He looks around, but it’s a calm day. There’s barely a breeze in the trees; the leaves are still, the world is quiet.

There’s no one there.

The drive is easy, navigating the new roads built from his house to the center of town. Once everything started being rebuilt, mostly by the people who were convinced it was worth it to stay, things settled down. With the cracks in the earth closed up, with homes rebuilt, it looked almost like nothing had happened.

He lost count of how many times he wished nothing had happened.

He let himself get lost in the boredom of no emergencies throughout the day, let himself be distracted by the adrenaline of people needing help. There’s a kitchen injury on Maple Street, a ladder incident on Avalon Court, even a legitimate kitten in a tree call just down from the high school. Being the youngest, and thus the one thrown into the grunt work more often than not, he’d been sent on up to get it. It wasn’t his first kitten rescue, not with more than a few displaced pets, but the kitten only scratched him a little as he pulled it into his arms.

Back on the ground, kitten back in the arms of its person, he’d made quick work of cleaning up the blood that welled up on his hand. His movements stilled as he went to bandage it, his eyes darting up, looking around but seeing no reason for the hair on the back of his neck to stand up. He brushed the feeling aside.

There was no reason to be on edge.

If anyone had asked him back in high school, he’d have said that 24 hours was a long time, plenty of time.

If anyone had asked him after he found out monsters were real, he’d have said 24 hours was an eternity when the chips were down.

If anyone had asked him today, he’d say 24 hours is a blink, a breath, it’s nothing, a blip of time that only carries meaning once it’s over, once you can feel the loss of it.

Loss or not, he’s more relieved when it’s over and he can go home again. The feeling has stuck with him, the hair on the back of his neck, the on edge, the vigilance. It happens, he’s aware, but he’s also aware that today he’s just being dramatic, just being paranoid. As he waits for his shift to end, his 24 hours nearly up, he watches the bats finish their hunt in the almost-dawn light. They’re a mix of swooping and flailing, graceful and clumsy, and not for the first time, he thinks of a boy who was the same.

He thinks of curly hair and a devilish smile, kind eyes and loud laughter. He thinks of rough hands and the gentle curl of smoke from his lips.

It’s not the first time he’s stolen his thoughts and made his heart ache, and it won’t be the last.

The sting lessens the fear that’s shadowed him all day, and he looks up at the approaching dawn with the phantom hand on his shoulder.

The alarm doesn’t ring in the time he’s got left. He shares the easy camaraderie he has with his team, familiar but not family, because even if he doesn’t love them like his kids, he has to love them enough to have his back when they’re out on the truck. Trusting them enough is easy, he’s used to relying on partnerships and love has always come too easily to him.

But that love isn’t the same as what he’s built through much more real dangers. They know him, but they don’t know him enough to see the struggle of pulling on a smile. They know how to read him in the smoke but they don’t know how to read the emotions he shoves down under bravado and jokes.

It’s fine, they don’t need to. But knowing they can’t does nothing to ease the ache and alarm under his skin.

His whole drive home, he sees shadows out of the corner of his eye. A fleeting movement there. A noise here. He doesn’t run from his car into the safety of his home, he knows better. He knows what lurks in the shadows.

As he steps through the door, the feeling fades, vanquished by the safety of a space that’s his. He slips out of his uniform, puts off doing laundry for later, and drops into the couch in nothing but his undershirt and boxers. He closes his eyes and flicks on the TV, the sound just loud enough to drown out the noise of a creature approaching.

Without warning, with only the briefest sense of alarm flaring up, a small weight comes out of nowhere and lands squarely on his chest.

He doesn’t flinch.

Instead, he lifts his head, lifts an eyebrow, and pulls on his most unimpressed look.

“If I was standing, I’d be doing the Mom Pose.”

The bat, fluffy and almost too dark, just chirps happily at him before crawling up to hide in the crook of his neck.

He doesn’t try to move it.

It doesn’t take much longer for that telltale poof-flash-pop of time and space and whatever else is involved in the transformation, and then he’s left not with a clingy flying rodent, but a clingy metalhead with too-sharp teeth and an unusual diet.

Eddie yawns and settles into his side, nosing at his neck until Steve sighs and tilts his head away.

“You didn’t get enough mosquitos this morning? Or throughout the day when you were following me around?”

“How did you know I was following you around?”

“Survival instinct, I felt you,” Steve retorts. He feels Eddie’s grin against his neck before the sharp sting of his fangs, the sticky-warm feeling of pleasure kicking in moments later. A moan escapes him, but he’s long since given up on being ashamed of enjoying this moment too. Eddie doesn’t take much before his tongue is sealing up the wounds, pulling off of him with a wet pop.

“I’ll have to work on being sneakier then,” Eddie says, using Steve’s blissful relaxation to turn his head toward him, stealing a kiss much the same as he’d stolen lunch; with zero complaints and Steve wholeheartedly on board.

“You do that,” Steve laughs, the words muffled against Eddie’s lips. His own yawn interrupts the next kiss, but he doesn’t need to worry about being too tired. It’s a perfect excuse for Eddie to scoop him up and carry him to bed. The curtains are pulled closed, the covers pulled back, and there, in a bed that felt hostile just 24 hours earlier, Steve sinks into the safety of a man who any sane person would be terrified of just by reputation alone.

There, in arms that are stronger than any human, looking up into eyes that are red when the light hits them just right, Steve lets himself surrender into the sleep that calls his name. There are no screams in his head now, just whispered words about hobbits and dwarves and an adventure that Steve never manages to stay awake to hear in full. That’s okay though, Eddie will read those words to him as many times as needed, with a devilish smile and the occasional curl of smoke from his lips, with rough hands so gently brushing through locks of chestnut hair.

All is right with his world, the weight in his heart has lightened, and there’s no need to be afraid.

Posted on Ao3 too!

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #kat writes #stranger things #Happy birthday Lex! #mwah ilusm

[wahgifs]

happy birthday (blond felix enthusiast) kat, @leenope ♥

#leenope #createskz #bystay #stray kids #felix #i was gonna gif hyunjin for you #but after the past few days we've had on stayblr discord #i thought i'd give you a break #have this sunshine instead #happy birthday kat! #all this best for this year #and every year to come ♥

[eddie-redmayne-italian-blog]

Last night after a performance of the thrilling new production of Cabaret we sang Happy Birthaday to the original Emcee Joel Grey who was there in the audience and celebrating his 92nd birthday. It was the kind of New York night you dream about with incredible New Yorkers everywhere you looked.(Yes that is John Kander). Won't ever forget it.

Thanks to https://www.instagram.com/p/C5qb1uiO747/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

#eddie redmayne cabaret #eddie redmayne #john kander #joel grey #new york #kit kat club #nyc #cabaret #august wilson #theatre #happy birthday joel grey #the emcee #the original emcee #cabaret new production

[teaboxcarmarbles]

Happy 104 birthday Felix the cat 🐈‍⬛ 🥳❤️

#felix the cat #felixthecat #happy birthday felix #happy 104 Birthday Felix #kitty kat

[lesbiangiratina]

ASMR you try to ask testament if theyve committed war crimes

#nvm. i did something funnier than playing guilty gear #i mightve overdid it but in my defense a lot of their lines fit this and i like hearing them talk #happy birthday testament. thumbs up #the kat goes meow #gg #testament tag

[laf-outloud]

ellehtee

Enjoy some serotonin, courtesy of Laura Terry and the wonderful show that brought all these people together, Walker: Independence!

#walker: independence #walker family #laura terry #larry teng #justin johnson cortez #rachel johnson #matt barr #kylie duff #kat mcnamara #philemon chambers #happy birthday matt!

[thecreativemillennial]

Happy 44th birthday to Christina Ricci

#Happy birthday Christina Ricci #netflix wednesday #marilyn thornhill #wednesday addams #the addams family #the addams family values #kat harvey #casper #katrina van tassel #sleepy hollow #rae doole #black snake moan

[katlandry]

wishing chyler the happiest of birthdays 🫶

#chyler leigh #greys anatomy #hallmark #alex danvers #kat landry #lexie grey #supergirl #the way home #happy birthday #she’s so pretty

[autumnsunshine10]

Giving smiles

And glimpses into a heart

Colorful careful

Considerate concerned

Compassionate composed

Of wonders and wisdom

Please know you are seen

Appreciated for who you are

Even when the days stretch dark

You leave a sparkling bright

Marvelous mark

Happiest of birthdays @ik-de-zwarte-kat ! 🎉😸💖

#spoken word #video #original poetry #happy birthday #ik-de-zwarte-kat #birthday poem #spilled words

[askxigbar]

Hey kiddos, I hope you're having a great day!

Hard to believe I've been back at this blog again for 4 months already! I've been working really hard to keep the queue full and going for everyone, so I hope that effort shows!

I try not to do much self-promotion on this blog because I get a weird sense of guilt for doing so for some reason, but today is my birthday, so I think I'm allowed a little self-promo lol as a treat

I want to say first off, thank you all again for all the engagement, be it from comments, tags or especially reblogging my posts! It means a lot since I do this blog for you guys!

So if you like the work I do here, and or my other work/art and you can - please consider supporting me!

I have a Patreon where I post; early access art - and I talk at more length about the pieces/processes, exclusive weekly WIPs where I talk about long term projects and goals, linearts of finished pieces, and exclusive access to my sketchbooks from HS forward, as well as anatomy studies I don't post publicly!

If you don't want to subscribe monthly to my Patreon, consider dropping me a Ko-fi now and then!

If you're not the donation kind; I do take on commissions randomly when asked, I just don't advertise it as much because I work 40 hours a week on a swing shift, so I'm not as fast as I use to be! But I still enjoy taking 'em!

If nothing else, again - thank you for the support and sticking around!

That's all, thanks guys! Have a great rest of your week, and we'll see you Saturday at the usual spot!

#self promotion #the xigbro speaks #signal boost #donations #happy birthday to your local Xig-mun #also any sharing of this post too today would be awesome since Tumblr suppresses posts with links in them especially #Mama Kat loves you all very much - thank you again!! #I really need to list those charms on E/tsy...

[sentience-if]

I was wondering if the ROs could wish me a happy birthday 👉👈

(Shyly looking at Klaus specifically bc I’m horrendously down bad for that man)

"Happy Birthday," Klaus says, leaning back in his chair and bringing his fingers to his mouth. His eyes are especially dark today. "You've been good this year, haven't you? Deserves a reward. Whatever you'd like."

"Birthday, eh?" Constantine hums, looking off into the middle distance. "Against my better judgement, I owe you a drink. One drink, don't go getting any ideas."

You barely have a moment to recognize Ira's presence before they're nearly bowling you over with a hug. "Happy Birthday!" they shout in delight. "I've brought you a present. Well, two really. Okay, it's three."

Kat threads her arm through yours. "A little birdie told me it's your birthday. Well, a Happy one to you, doll. What shall we do to make it so?" She chuckles darkly.

Val, as always, appears out of almost nowhere. "There you are!" they laugh, their smile bright. "Happy Birthday! Didn't think I'd let you forget, did you? So what are we doing today? Oh, and what do you want for dinner?"

#ask #sentience if #val #constantine #klaus #ira #kat #happy birthday!!