#happy bday to the old man ✨✨✨

[macbethsymphony]

CHARLOU!!!!! BB!!!! I'm so glad you're doing this! As you know it's my bday in 2 days! Can I request something small, a drabble or something with my boy? You know the one, the prettiest scientist out there, my beautiful gas giant! THE ONE AND ONLY CAESAR CLOWN!!! Pretty please~ (Again, so fucking proud bb ily)

-M✨

MILLIE!!!!! BB!!! Anything for you my love! I'm a day late but you already knew that! Happy birthday 💕 It... ahem... evolved into a full fic, cause I love you like that. I know you hate y/n so 'little one' it is for you! Barely proofread and finished it high on Nyquil, so forgive the mistakes. Hope you enjoy, you horndog!!!

Choke

Caesar Clown x Female Reader

wc: 3.4k

warnings: NSFW, 18+, MDNI, pure smut, nonexistent plot, handjob, oral, face riding, choking, p in v intercourse, size difference, not proofread, no beta, just good old scientific brilliance and bad decisions

Summary: You knew your taste in men was questionable at best, downright bad most of the time. But Caesar fucking Clown, now that was an all-time low, even for you. Still, how could you resist the pretty scientist? It was truly an impossible task.

You knew your taste in men was questionable at best, downright bad most of the time. But Caesar fucking Clown, now that was an all-time low, even for you. You were willing to acknowledge your shoddy track record, unashamed of it really, but the unequivocal stares of disapproval Nami shot your way every time your eyes traveled to the scientist most definitely stung your ego.

You flipped a page of his research, trying your best to understand the complex jargon neatly written down. It surpassed your knowledge and not only by a small margin. The man was a genius, an overdramatic morally bankrupt asshole too, yes, but a genius nonetheless.

Scientist to scientist, you had to admit you understood the reasoning behind his actions, the incessant red tape of ethics was, after all, often a deterrent to progress. But still… those test subjects… children? You’d never stoop so low.

Or so you liked to think. Maybe you were putting yourself on a moral pedestal. Who knew, you guessed. After all, it was not like your research had ever been important enough for a warlord to hover over you. Who knew to what lengths you’d go to if that’d happen? Though you still hoped you would never go so far.

Your tired stare left the complex equations for a second, looking at the man in question, sitting on the floor next to you. You leaned back in your chair, gaze studying the bored expression on his face.

Despite your better judgment, you couldn’t help but notice how pretty he was in the afternoon sun. The softness of his features was an interesting contrast to his usual boastful condescending smile. It was a rare moment where you could look at him in the eyes. He usually neck-breakingly towered over you. Hell, even sitting at your feet he was still considerably taller than you.

With a sigh, you went back to the incomprehensible data. You didn’t understand shit.

“Caesar.” You swallowed down your pride. “Care to explain this part to me?” You surveyed the deck, noting the incessant activity. “Perhaps away from this circus.”

You watched as he processed your words, his gaze shifting from boredom to mild interest as he considered. Then his manic laughter hit your ears softly.

“What is it?” He asked, cocking his head to the side, condescension thick in his voice. “Too complicated for you, little one?”

Your heart skipped a beat. Skipped a fucking beat.

You suddenly stood. Fucking beautiful bastard. You felt your cheeks heat up slightly at the sight. The way his hair flowed and framed his face, the easy smile on his lips, the amusement in his amber eyes. You quickly hit his head with the papers in your hands in reproach, an impulsive attempt to hide the pink plastering your face.

“You know damn well you’re smarter than I, Caesar Clown,” you shouted over your shoulder as you stomped to the privacy of the aquarium. “Are you coming or not?” You held open the door impatiently.

His laughter redoubled, but nonetheless, he stood up and followed. As he passed you, bending over to pass the doorframe, the floating fabric of his coat brushed against you, sending a shiver you desperately tried to suppress right to your core.

Caesar's towering frame dominated the small room as you headed to the hidden bar at its center. The soft ambient light from the aquarium’s large windows cast a serene glow over the glasses you retrieved, filling them with amber liquid. You downed the contents, letting the alcohol burn its way down your throat, washing away the chaos of your thoughts temporarily. You filled it back up before settling yourself on the banquette.

You observed the scientist as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with a smug grin, thinly veiling his excitement. "So, what part of my brilliant work is baffling you?" he asked, his tone dripping with self-satisfaction.

You rolled your eyes, but the corners of your mouth betrayed a hint of a smile. It was cute, how thrilled he was to talk about his research. "This section here," you said, pointing to the page filled with complex equations and chemical notations. "Your derivations seem to assume certain constants that I don't recognize. Care to enlighten me?"

Caesar's grin widened as he sauntered next to you, peering over at the page in your hands. You could sense the heat radiating from his body, he smelled like a laboratory, almost antiseptic. You liked it, it was somehow comforting and it took all your willpower to maintain your composure.

"Ah, I see," he murmured, his voice low and close. The seriousness of his tone surprised you. You’d expected condescending laughter, not an actual answer. It made your heart beat. Fast. You could feel his breath on your skin as he explained. "These constants are unique to the gas properties I've synthesized. They're not something you'd find in standard scientific literature."

You peered up at him, your gaze bright with a million questions. "And why is that? What makes them so special?"

Caesar's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Because, little one, they are the result of my own genius. A proprietary blend of compounds that I alone have perfected."

Despite yourself, you couldn't help but be drawn in by his passion for his work. It was clear that, beneath his arrogant exterior, Caesar was deeply committed to his research. And, in a way, you admired that.

Hours had dragged on, he was still speaking, lost in complex arrays of numbers that no longer meant anything to you. You were barely listening anymore. Hell, who were you kidding, you’d lost track of his explanations ages ago. He was so pretty, the excitement in his eyes made his whole face light up.

You downed the remnants of your glass, trying to come back to reality.

“Say, Caesar, do you like women?” The words left your mouth without your mind registering. Fucking liquid courage. Your heart sank as you awaited his teasing, the unsteady rhythm loud in your ears.

He froze.

Oh.

That was a nice expression on his face. Blushing and wide-eyed. You wondered if it would be the same if you made him cum. Would he whimper and beg as your fingers tightened around his cock? Gods, now you just HAD to know.

“M-me?” He stuttered instinctively slumping to the floor, the chains at his wrists rattling as he pointed to himself.

Your mouth curved into a sly smirk. You leaned forward, then stood up. For once you towered over him. You reached out to his jawline in a fleeting touch, tracing his chin, tilting his face so he looked at you. You stepped closer, feet between his legs, eyes blown by lust as you met his gaze, impulse taking over your very being. You knew this was a shitty idea, but who cared.

“I don’t see anyone else here, Caesar,” you were close now, your breath almost mingling with each other’s. “You can stop me if you want.” Your hand danced lower, his throat bobbing against cool fingers. “I won’t mind.”

But he didn’t stop you.

You placed a chaste kiss against his cheek, then his lips, giving him all the time in the world to oppose.

“What do you say, Caesar?” You cocked your head to the side, inviting him in.

His breath hitched, then his laughter started to nervously echo off the walls, gaining confidence with each chuckle. He leaned into you, his whispery laughter touching your mouth as the glint in his gaze slowly matched your hunger.

Your lips met his once again, silencing him with a yearning you hadn't realized was simmering beneath the surface. His laughter melted into a raspy moan as he responded eagerly, moving against you in a desperate dance of desire. Your tongue dragged along him, teeth sinking into the soft flesh of his lower lip, begging for more.

Your tongues tangled. You lost yourself in the heat of the moment, the taste of him intoxicating, a heady blend of scientific brilliance and bad decisions. Everything about him was massive in comparison to you, he was filling your mouth in ways that were unknown to you. It was nearly overwhelming, and it would be were he not so hesitant.

Your fingers tangled in his hair almost roughly as you leaned into him. The chains at his wrists rattled as his hands went to your waist, gloved digits inching up your shirt. That wouldn’t do. You wanted, no, needed, to feel his skin against yours. You pulled away, lidded gaze tracking the strand of saliva that connected the both of you for a moment.

“So pretty,” you whispered, your hands leaving his hair, traveling down his chest, pushing aside fabric, his coat dropping off of his shoulders, catching at the crease of his elbows. Your hands went to his, still at your side, and brought them to your face. They were so fucking big, long fingers dwarfing your own. You placed a soft kiss to his palm before biting on the tip of his glove and tugging it off.

His gaze never strayed from yours, his pupils blowing larger with each passing moment. You tugged off the second glove and settled them back to where they’d been, flesh finally meeting flesh. It made you want to roll your eyes in satisfaction, melt into him. But gods, you needed more. So much more.

The tips of your fingers slowly teased the hem of your shirt up before discarding it in a quick motion, your bra unashamedly following suit.

You dropped to your knees. You silently cursed the sea stone shackles preventing you from stripping him fully. Your hand traveled up his thigh, fabric bunching as your nails dug in slightly. He gasped, eyes blown with lust as you roamed closer to the extremely obvious tightness in his jumpsuit. Your other hand settled on his heart for a fleeting moment, savoring the subtle beat beneath your palm. Ever so slowly your fingers wrapped against the zipper tab, dragging it down and revealing pale skin.

You looked up at him through your lashes as you traced along his v-line, relishing the shudder in his breath as you palmed his hard-on through his underwear.

“Already so hard?” You teased, inching the elastic of his boxers down, freeing his cock. The hand you had on his thigh went to his hand and guided it to your breast, urging him to pinch and squeeze. “Who knew you were so desperate, Caesar Clown?” You brushed a bead of precum over his tip before wrapping your fingers around him.

Fuck he was big. Your fingers couldn’t close around him. You brought your other hand to his cock, twisting in opposite directions as you worked him up and down tantalizingly slow.

“Fuck,” he moaned, arching his back and bucking his hips in a frantic attempt for more.

The blush on his cheeks, his parted lips, the way his body steadily unraveled beneath your touch, it all sent an intense desire between your legs. You smiled, squeezing a little harder as you traveled to his tip. A whimper escaped him and it tasted sweeter than honey to your ears. His hand dropped from your breast to your waist, then to your thigh and to your core. The tips of his fingers found your soaked underwear, pushing it to the side and meeting your slick.

You felt him trace your slit, the pad of his thumb circling your clit as he entered two fingers into you, pumping in and out slowly. For an instant your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, your breath catching in pleasure. They felt so different from yours, stretching you and reaching to places you couldn’t. Your hands stuttered in their movement.

His laughter touched your ears. “You’re quite desperate yourself, little one,” he stated between two grunts.

You smirked, your attention brought back to him. The cheeky bastard. You picked a faster pace, each stroke precise as you sought to make him eat his words.

He broke into a wanton moan, his fingers stopping inside of you at the overwhelming sensation. Your hips rolled in tandem, instinctively searching for your own release. It wasn’t enough to get you off but the way your clit grazed on his palm, smearing arousal all over his hand made your breath shudder along his.

“So good for me.” You brushed against his tip, gathering more precum still leaking from him, coating him, your palms slick as you continued with more fervor.

His hips thrust up, trying to match your pace, mewls and incomprehensible begs escaping his lips. His body convulsed as he came, thick ropes of cum spilling onto his abdomen. You didn’t stop, maintaining the strokes up and down his cock, prolonging his orgasm. One of your hands left him to rejoin his hand at your core, increasing the pressure of his palm against your clit as you rutted against him.

He was still in his high as you bent down, slowly licking the cum from his stomach, hips rolling against his hand, fucking yourself shamelessly. “You’re unusually silent, Caesar,” you said as you moved up, cleaning ever so thoroughly, cum salty on your tongue. “Who knew it was this easy to shut you up.”

It seemed to flip a switch in him as he finally came back to reality. His fingers picked up their work, his laughter strong as he rejoiced in the needy mewls escaping your lips. You didn’t mind, if it brought him the illusion of control, you’d let him indulge.

He was so big, and while you were already dripping you’d need to be wetter for this to work. You eyed the way his mouth twisted into a condescending smile, your walls twitching around his fingers at the sight. “Is that pretty mouth of yours good at something other than explaining your research?” You hinted none too subtly at what you wanted.

His laughter became manic at your suggestion. His tongue passed his lips and you mewled and bucked against him, desperately trying to chase your high. Two of your fingers joined his inside you, the stretch so divine that your other hand shot to his chest, nails digging into him looking for purchase.

“Why don’t you explain to me exactly what you want, little one.” He increased the pressure against your clit, fingers inside you working in a come-hither motion. You were so fucking close. You pushed against his chest, instructing him to lie down and he did, leaning back unto his elbow.

“I want your tongue, Caesar,” you panted, your vision feeling blown out from pleasure. “I want your face between my thighs as I ride that clever tongue of yours.”

The speed of his thumb against the bundle of nerves increased as he felt the rhythm of your hips stutter. “Is that all you want? How about you come on my fingers first, little one, then I’ll drink from that pretty cunt of yours.”

Oh gods, that sounded heavenly. You hadn’t expected such words out of him, his hesitation entirely gone. Your hand left his at your core, plastering itself on your mouth in an attempt to muffle the moans escaping you.

“Please,” you begged ever so close, hips stuttering. He laughed, the sound sending you over the edge. Your body went taut as you came, thighs closing tightly around his hand.

His fingers left your heat when it became too much. You looked at him as he picked you up by the waist, dragging you close to his face as he settled himself down on the wooden floor.

You took him on the invitation, quickly discarding your ruined panties to the side and straddling him, grip tangling in his hair as you eagerly awaited the feeling of his mouth. The metal of his cuffs was cold against your flushed skin as he wrapped his hands around your thighs, your skirt rising to your waist as he lowered you slowly to him.

His tongue circled your clit leisurely at first, the sensation slightly too sharp after your orgasm. Then his lips enveloped the bundle of nerves and he began to suck and the moan that you let out was so loud that you prayed that everyone on board was well and asleep in their bunks by now. Your hands shifted, looking for balance as your thighs trembled, fingers gripping the base of his horns.

The moan he let out at the sensation was just as loud and depraved as yours. You heard his hips buck into nothing as you started fucking his face brashly. His tongue darted in you and you felt so full. You hadn’t realized it was so long and thick. He was hitting all the right places, drinking you in desperately. His nose caught on your clit and your thighs instinctively sought to close at the overstimulation, but his hands held you steady and he redoubled his pace.

Everything seemed shaky and blurry around you, your breathing uneven and struggling between the mewls and begging flowing out of your lips.

“Caesar,” you chanted, your eyes rolling at the back of your head. Your toes curled as your high approached dangerously. “I’m going to come, please.”

And you came. Hard. He continued to lick and suck as your vision filled with white and you cried in ecstasy. As the movements of his tongue bordered into overstimulation you backed away, sitting on his heaving chest, his own pants matching yours.

Your gazes met and you smiled, satisfaction clear on your expression. “Are you going to be a good boy and let me fuck you, Caesar?” You asked, shifting down slowly. You grabbed his cock, lining yourself to him. His lips parted in a shaky exhale, thick with anticipation. “Caesar?” You demanded again when he didn’t answer.

“Gods, yes, little one,” he breathed out in a shaking voice.

You smirked, lowering yourself, the tip of his cock stretching you out. “So good,” you whimpered, your head rolling back, taking him further and further.

His hips twitched, and you pressed down on him, stopping the movement and giving him a warning look. “Be patient for me, Caesar,” you moaned as his hands found your thighs, nails digging into plush flesh in restraint.

He was so big, the stretch was almost painful but the ecstasy of having him sheathed inside you was addictive. “Fuck, Caesar,” you mewled as you rolled you hips. “I wish those shackles were off.” You found a steady rhythm, pace quickening in search of rapture. “I bet you could control so much, control the oxygen around,” you stuttered in pleasure. “Choke me just enough as you’d fuck me good, hm?”

He groaned at the idea, his moans matching yours, the heat in his gaze blazing hot at the words spilling out of your mouth. He brought his hands to your throat, answering your desperate pleas. He was speechless as he watched you fuck yourself on his cock, the sight divine as his fingers tightened perfectly around you.

You keened and mewled, lightheaded and oh so close to your release.

So good.

It was so fucking good.

“That’s right, little one,” you heard him encourage you through the curtains of pleasure dominating your mind. His hips met yours, chasing his own pleasure.

Your walls twitched around him and you sobbed out him name, tears staining your flushed cheeks as you came around him. The world was slowly disappearing, darkness on the edge of your vision as rapture took over your very being.

You distantly felt him come inside you, thick hot spurts against your womb. His thrusts became shallow and his hold on you slackened, letting you fall over his chest, damp skin meeting damp skin.

It took you a while to come back to reality, the steady rhythm of his heart almost bringing you to slumber. You slowly shifted, hot seed dripping down your thigh but his arms wrapped around you and brought you back against him.

You giggled, feeling giddy as his fingers gently traced the curve of your spine. His laughter mixed with yours and all seemed perfect in that moment.

Fuck that was good. You thanked the gods above that you had quite the voyage before you. There was no way you could ever get enough of this.

Masterlist

[delopsia]

Ahh happy late bday Delgato! This is such a cute freakin’ event! You’re so creative for this!

Event: Nebula Bronc Riding

Riders: Rhett and Bob

Prompt: Maybe a drabble that’s really fluffy and sweet? Since Bob is a service man he’s kinda stiff and isn’t used to “letting lose”, so at a line dancing event Rhett and Reader help him follow the beat of the rhythm and his heart. And maybe Rhett loans Bob some of his clothes too lol

I’ll add some snap dragons to the bouquet!

And congrats on passing your exam! 💙🌌✨

aaa thank ya! ^w^ I love snapdragons so much, their little 'teeth' are the cutest thing! ⭐Join my Starlight Stampede Event! ⭐

Nebula Bronc Riding— Give me a prompt for your rider(s) and I'll write a drabble with it*

If you didn't know any better, you would think your boyfriend had switched bodies with a deer, because you're pretty sure this is a sight you've seen in your headlights once or twice.

"I can't do it." Bob doesn't so much as blink. One wrong move and Rhett might haul him inside by the scruff of his neck.

"Yes, y' can," Rhett hums, and again, his hands appear on Bob's narrow hips, guiding him back into the correct position once more. "Rest your weight on your left foot again."

That Bob has down pat, bending his right knee and robotically working through the leg motion he's practiced so many times that it's created an indent in the parking lot gravel. From this angle, you can finally see the problem at hand. It's not the motions themselves that are wrong; in fact, he's keeping up with Rhett relatively easily, but he's just so…stiff. There's a languidness in Rhett's body that is virtually absent in Bob's, moving around like an unoiled robot rather than a real, living, breathing person.

There is only one solution.

Bob spins left and—

Smooch!

"Wh…?" Bobby blinks back at you, eyes round as can be.

The corner of Rhett's lip twitches, something devious sparkling behind his eye. As he pulls Bob through another step, he cranes his head down and plants a kiss on the side of Bob's neck.

"What are you doing?" Oblivious, Bobby stumbles, like he's trying to stop dancing, but Rhett's still hauling him along, determined to keep dancing to the faint beat of music leaking through the walls of the bar.

"Nothin'," you hum. Your calculated kiss on the cheek misses, landing somewhere on his jaw instead. Rhett gets him behind the ear. You lay another close to his nose. He stumbles again, chest bumping into yours, but he can only fall so far before Rhett reels him back in by his belt loops.

And Bobby giggles. "Quit that!"

"We ain't doin' nothin'," Rhett hums, biting at an exposed collarbone. Even with the flannel nearly buttoned all the way up, this old flannel of his is so damn big on Bobby's frame. The difference in their shoulders never occurred to you until Bob started swimming in this ratty old thing, tattered sleeves, two missing buttons, and a nearly ripped sleeve, courtesy of a bull's horn.

"Oh my god," heat reddens Bobby's cheeks; if life were a cartoon, his glasses would be fogged by now. But he's all real, and the most he can do is lurch to the left, trying to unwedge himself from between you and Rhett. "Let's just go inside."

The corners of Rhett's eyes crinkle, grinning. "Y' gonna go 'n dance for us, Flyboy?"

The fictional meter fills to the top and bursts within a matter of milliseconds, and Bob crumbles, burying his face in his hands before you can see his reaction. "Oh my god."

[crimsonxcloverr]

omgomg you should do like what dale be life if its your birthday (totally not cus its my birthday today or anything, asking for a friend)✨💖✨

woah! love that actually! also happy bday little angel 🖤

this man would throw a party for you as if the entire state of oregon would show.

dale would definitely lie to you, saying he has a gig or something but is actually going out to grab decorations and a couple of gifts for you. you’re his little shadow, he’s gotta sneak out somehow?? anyways, majority of the gifts would be homemade though— a miniature doll of yourself no black magic involved!, a polaroid collage of you guys, and possibly gift you some of his old jewelry he no longer wears. gifts worth keeping. idk, he could gift me a pet rock with googly eyes and i’d cherish it other gifts could be records of your favorite bands/artists or if you have a certain hobby, he’d buy supplies for you. also dale would soooo do this months in advance just so everything is organized and to make sure you do have an amazing day. stash it somewhere you could never find it. and when i say months in advance, dramatically five months at least.

why?

because he’s dale ferdinand kobble.

he’d bug ruth to help him decorate while you’re asleep, the two of them whisper-hollering at each other cause dale wants everything done right, but ruth is exhausted and wants sleep. they’d sprinkle confetti on the basement floor and wrap some red and black streamers around the beams of the basement’s ceiling. tape balloons to the wall and a massive ‘happy birthday’ banner on his massive media shelf. this dude would wake you up exactly at midnight and celebrate early cause he’s so excited to party. he’d wake you up, put a party hat on you so him and ruth don’t look silly, but ends up taking his off cause “it’ll mess up his hair”.

after all that work ruth put in to help dale, he’d shoo her away cause he wants you all to himself. he’d play his guitar for you, as many times as you’d want him to, dance around the basement with you to music you enjoy as long as you both listen to T. Rex after and steal some cash from ruth to order a pizza and get beers. sadly you wouldn’t get your gifts or your cake until the exact time you entered the world, even if you begged on your hands and knees, he’d decline. but when the exact time does come, you bet your ass dale’s pulling out the old camcorder.

while you open your perfectly wrapped gifts, he’d talk to you kinda child-like… “oooo what did you get, little angel?” or “show the camera!” like the creep he is, but we love it. you’re lying if you say/think otherwise. even when you blow your candles out, he’d clap and cheer. also, ruth will offer you extra earplugs she has lying around, which you’ll probably think is gross, but it’s better than listening to dale sing happy birthday to you for 24 minutes.

the entire day would be about you and only you, dale distracting himself the best he could to ignore the “voices” so he can make sure your day was perfect.

[leotorulus]

I still remember the time when my eyes got struck on the name "Leonardo da Vinci" and I was like 'very well I am kinda curious how this will go' and boom here we are.

I will always cherish and love you till time dies because you deserve the entire world, because you have helped me go back to my passion which I thought I have lost in the long run, because you made me realise that nicknames aren't cringe with that 'Cara Mia' of yours which as always melts my heart, beacuse you were there to make me feel loved and made me feel less lonely and i don't know if I start talking about you I ain't gonna stop;

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my muse, my love, my big cuddly cat and my old man ❤️🦋

Yeah I did kind of rushed throughout the painting and I did it on an unstretched!! canvas as well so there will be mistakes but i am happy with the output ✨

Satoru gojo be peeking at the background 😆

I am just leaving some random screenshots

Leaving the playlist of songs that reminds me of this old man 🦋

When I heard this audio my mind instantly went to him 🦋

I have a long hectic day waiting for me tomorrow but who cares imma celebrate my man's bday right now

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Sanaaaaaaaaa heyyy bestieeee! Guess what!! It’s me bdays soonnnn, I feel old 😩😩💪💪

What should I ask for? I already have 3 skz albums coming down for tomorrow but I AINT KNAUR WHAT I WANT 😭😭✨

GIRLIE THREE ALBUMS?! that's so cool what im so jealoussss 😭🤏🏻

idk what to tell you...maybe think of something you've wanted for a long time or something cute for yourself?? IDK MAN I DONT GET PRESENTS FOR MY BDAY </3

but happy birthday (?) dove <3333

[dtupdates-archive]

♡—DREAM was active on Dream__Fanart (pt. 2)! He liked:

HAPPY NATIONAL DREAM DAY !!

very rushed but HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU BEAUTIFUL BOY !!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM !! 🌟

– HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM ☹️💗

a 24 yr old grown ass man?🙅🏾‍♀️❌ a golden retriever puppy? ✅

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,WE LOVE YOUUU❤️❤️❤️❤️

birthday boy <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM BOY ❕❕

Life is but a dream 💚✨

We love u too! 🌼 Happy Birthday, Dream :)

Happy 24th birthday Dream!! 🎉💚

✨💚Twitch con💚✨

“A different kind of love.” 💚🧡💙

ITS HIS BIRTHDAY CAN YOU HEAR MEEE!!!!

Happy bday @.Dream__Fanart!!! I hope u have an awesome day :)🫶🏻 I made this lil animation for u hehe

Feliz cumpleaños Dream =)

I DIDNT FINISH MY DREAM BIRTHDAY ART BUT HERES A CUTE WALLPAPER I MADE FOR THE DRUPDATES KUDOBOARD FOR DREAMIES BIRTHDAY!

happy birthday dreamie ❤️ thank you for everything :)

HAPPY B-DAY DREAM!! ⭐

happy birthday dreamieee! the sweetwest and prettiest boy ever <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @.Dream!!

happy birthday Dream🫠

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM!! 🥳🎊

Happy birthday Dreamie!! 💚💚

Happy birthday dream we all love you so much!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM!! 🎉🎉💚💚

IT'S HIS DAY‼️🥳

happy birthday dream!!! 💚🎂

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM

Happy birthday Dream!! Some birthday fanart + other random sketches :]

Happy Birthday Dream!! 🎉🎂 We love you <3

Happy birthday Dream !

Happy birthday dream <3

Happy birth to the birth boy Dream, I hope you have a great day!

This is a remake of an old edit i made but with irl pics HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM!

HAPPY DREAM DAY!! :)) love u dreamie

Happy Birthday Dream!!

Happy Birthday Dream :D Space Dream ☆

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM <33 I love you so so much

HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY DREAMM!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREAM!! i love you so much.

[bvlnoriyas]

bvlnoriyas 12 moments of 2021!

I was tagged by @seonghwaminho and @merry-kwanmas (thank youuuuuuu for tagging me <3) to post my favorite or most popular post from each month this year. but! ive only been here for like 6 months so imma change it up and just do 12 moments regardless of month :)

one: seonghwa answer (ode to joy) edit! this is the first thing i made and posted on this account. it was inspired by answer and the kingdom stage and i was trying really hard to get my design brain back after school really burnt me out

two: poster set! this is what i was really really proud of. i made this one day and i felt like i was Back, ya know? it felt really nice to be so proud of something i made again

three: color palette edits! i used to make fun of people who made these back in the day bc silly 15 year old me thought i was Better and Above doing something so simple but i decided to bring them back as a meme and something i enjoyed and you guys really liked them 🥺 and it honestly inspired me to branch out and just do more once i kinda got really back into making things

four: album cover birthday edits! i got this idea randomly for yeosang and while they arent exactly my favorite, i do really like that i *kinda* got the song vibe down. i changed things up for jongho on tho so here are yeosang, san, mingi

five: i taught myself how to make gifs! i'm still learning but im really happy with how things are going and im having a lot of fun. linked is my first gifset that i posted

six: halateez! i made this in like an hour before work one day idk where the inspiration came from but im very happy with how it turned out :)

seven: song graphics! i loveeeee my not too late one and all of the ones i made for fever p3 and beyond but idk what on EARTH possessed me to go past fever p3 and make a graphic for each song in their discography but here we are. you can see all of the ones ive done already here!

eight: spotify gif bday edits! now that i know how to gif i was like how can i do More for these bday edits and so i decided to do this :) i love how you can *kinda* see my improvement as each bday goes on. jongho, hongjoong, wooyoung

nine: cat!hwa doodle set! this is my first set to reach 1k notes and im really proud 🥺 i think the doodles are really cute and i was shocked by the response. you can also see my boo!woo and vamp!yeo doodles here :)

ten: this freaking turbulence edit. i dont know what happened to me this day but how the heck am i going to top this? i have a while before i make the song graphic for it but ???? how ???? i would just count it but the caption doesnt match >:(

eleven: whatever i do with my gifs lmao. i have an inability to just let things Be and so i just started playing with my gifs and adding things to give it ✨concept✨ bc if there's one thing design school did to me, it was drive me to make everything conceptual and now i am broken

twelve: woo content! uwu. literally my last like 5 gifsets are just of him from the various behind things that have been released. i even tried coloring a stage for this man 😭 it's bad folks. brainrot is real

if u made it through my trip down memory lane thank you <3. i appreciate all of the interactions ive gotten out of running this blog for the last few months and im hoping my motivation to make things doesn't die out anytime soon bc im having too much fun 🥺

im tagging @sanshine @holy-yeosang @songmingki @jonghohoho @ortali @answerland @97choi @wooyeosang and anyone else who may want to do it <3

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Regrann from @motancharoen - We love this man. Happy birthday @realhenrysimmons. - #regrann

Regrann from @lukemitchell17 - Happy Birthday Biceps! The world is a brighter place because of you. Keep shining brother! 🙌☀️

@realhenrysimmons - #regrann

Regrann from @simonkass - Inspired by @zacharyburrabel beautiful and funny words celebrating @realhenrysimmons bday.

Henry - you are a shining light. Kind and genuine, thoughtful with your words, talented beyond and not afraid to share your love and inspiration. Sadly, you could do with some more gym time but all the above makes up for it... Happiest of birthdays to you, am raising a toast in your and your family’s honour this eve 🥂 🎉🎂 And yes, he really is this much bigger than me! - #regrann

Regrann from @zacharyburrabel - God blessed this guy with an abundance of gifts. Any of which could have been used for his own glorification, but instead @realhenrysimmons shows on the daily what it is to walk in faith

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It’s a tough time to do that and you’re an inspiration to me and everyone who knows you.

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Wishing you a happy happy birthday!

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Ps - thanks for letting me borrow the shirt I’m wearing, Henry - Unfortunately, I stretched it out in the biceps and pec areas, but if @brianbuckleyband has taught me anything...don’t apologize for #gainz ;) - #regrann

Regrann from @lil_henstridge - HENRY! Happy Birthday to you 💥 You are such an inspiration in your kindness, your unwavering faith, your humor, your talent, your love for others and your unmatched example of how to be a wonderful man dedicated to his family ❤️. Also, you can SERVE (see above 🕺🏾). @realhenrysimmons •

Honorary mention to @yosoycordova , couldn’t love you more 😍 (see 2nd picture 💋). - #regrann

Regrann from @chloebennet - Happy birthday to this gentle giant. Truly one of the best people I’ve ever known. Hilarious and kind and handsome, man oh man you are WONDERFUL. Thank you for being my big brother here in la! Happy 97th birthday old man! 😉😜 I LOVE YOU. @realhenrysimmons - #regrann

Regrann from @yosoycordova - H,

Happy birth my dearest friend!

You are loved...you know that. Just look at the pictures.

Grateful to know you. You are a man of gold.

✨〽️✨ @realhenrysimmons - #regrann

Regrann from @houseofvenskus - Happy Birthday @realhenrysimmons!!! I’ll never forget that time you taught me how to read ❤️ #agentsofshield - #regrann

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