#happy birthday Em!

[epiphanytear]

And I get heaven to myself 💞

For @jinstronaut

[heynikkiyousofine]

Happy Birthday @jeremymarsh💕🎂 I hope you've had the best day! Enjoy a little InuKag fluff that goes along with @clearwillow's amazing art that you can see here.

Springtime Naps

She had forgotten how much she enjoyed sitting in the grass, appreciating the earth around her. Spring was in full bloom, with flowers coloring the fields and the cloudless sky giving her a perfect view of the village, of her home. Sighing happily, Kagome leaned back on her hands, aware of soft footsteps approaching behind her, his aura caressing hers in a loving way.

“Whatcha doin’ up here by yourself, wife?”

“Just admiring the view.” 

He didn’t say anything, just merely collapsed to the ground beside her and snuggled his way into her, his head perched on her thigh. While this particular position wasn’t new to them, Inuyasha having done so outside of their home was. Running her fingers through his silver locks, she thought back on the last year, the year she returned to the place she now considered home.

It was late into last spring when the well reopened and she was married to Inuyasha by the end of the summer, taking the time to build a home together. The image of her husband cursing up a storm when he clipped his finger as he hammered down the roof, made her giggle.

“Oi, what’s so funny?” His deep voice pulled her from the memory, Inuyasha pulling her fingers from his hair to intertwine his own with hers.

“I was just thinking about the past year, particularly when we built our home and you being on the roof.”

“You were laughing because I kept hurting myself with that damned hammer.” he wasn’t angry at her, but the faint blush of his cheek told her he was still slightly embarrassed at reacting the way he did by the time the roof was finished. He all but flung the hammer into the woods and somehow managed to hit Miroku as he was walking down the path towards their home. Sango almost beheaded Inuyasha for knocking her husband out when he was supposed to be helping her deep clean their home. That had been a day to remember.

“It’s amazing how many hits Miroku has gotten over the years and he’s still the same, just like my favorite hanyou.” She teased him, leaning down to place a quick peck to his warm cheek.

“Favorite? You only know two other hanyou. I don’t think that’s a good enough title.”

“How about my favorite husband?”

“Now you’re gonna get it.” Using his youkai speed, he managed to flip their positions, so her head now settled in his lap and his fingers danced along her side, making Kagome squeal. Begging for him to stop, he repeated her action from earlier and placed a kiss to her cheek, his happiness contagious. Her yawn snuck up on her, causing Inuyasha to chuckle as he shifted his leg once more, making her as comfortable as possible. 

Closing her eyes, basking in the sun's warmth, she felt him recline his body, their hands somehow still intertwined as if it were their lifeline.

The last thing Kagome thought before she fell into a light doze was the quick prayer to whatever kami was listening that they would have peaceful springtime naps together for the rest of their lives.

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[laurenairay]

it’s a dangerous thing - C. Cizikas

Summary: Casey’s relentless flirting is the bane of your existence (or is it?).

Warnings: flirting, implied smut but no actual smut, casey cizikas being seductive af

Words: 1.7k

A/N: Happy birthday my dear @texanstarslove​! I had an absolute blast writing for Casey for the first time, Em, so I really hope you enjoy this flirty little fic.

Title from Hide the Wine, by Carly Pearce

*

Casey Cizikas was a pain in your ass. There was no other way to describe him. He was the epitome of Trouble with a capital T, and by the way he smirked whenever he saw you, he knew exactly the effect he had – on you, on women in general, on every damn person in the room. There was just something so infuriating about the way he flirted so casually, relentlessly charming, knowing how it stirred you up and carrying on with it anyway. The man was a pest, and it took all your self-control to keep yourself from crossing the invisible lines you had drawn, right from the moment you’d met him all those years ago.

Personally, you thought he enjoyed how much he could push your buttons, how close you came to unravelling, how your heart raced faster and your breath came shorter. Trouble. Casey was Trouble and he damn well knew it.

“Now the party’s here!”

You rolled your eyes fondly at the crowing of Matt Martin as you sat down at the large booth, kissing Syd’s cheek in greeting and waving across the table to the familiar faces. “Excuse me, some of us take time to look this good.”

“And damn do you look good.”

Starting off strong tonight, apparently.

“Hello to you too, Casey,” you mused as he sat down on your other side, effectively trapping you in the booth.

You kissed his cheek in greeting too, Casey just winking at you as you settled back into your seat, leaving you to hide your heated face behind the large glass of wine that you’d picked up on your way across the bar. Being able to meet up with your friends like this wasn’t as often or as easy as you would like, with their schedule and with your own work, but nights like this with the full crowd around made up for everything. This evening was going to be a good one – you could already tell.

Time seemed to slow down as everyone started talking to each other, catching up, telling dumb stories, teasing the rookies, laughing at Mat for spilling his drink. Nothing out of the ordinary but it just felt so right to sink back into the swing of things, sipping at your wine as you let the stress of the week drain out of you.

“Alright, this round is on me.”

Casey’s voice rung out across the table, Anders in particular tilting his mostly-empty bottle in acknowledgement, people calling out their orders with enthusiasm.

“Shitty beer for Marty and vodka soda for Syd…” Casey listed, earning a middle finger from his friend, “And you…yeah you definitely need another glass of wine.”

As valiantly as you tried to ignore the way his murmured voice sent butterflies through your body, you knew he could sense something in your expression, in your eyes. He always could. It was a ridiculous super power.

“You trying to get her drunk?” Matt teased.

“Don’t need to get her drunk to have a good time,” Casey shot back.

Oh fuck. The smirk he sent you only made Matt laugh harder, earning both of them an unimpressed glance as you fought to hide the tingles that ran down your spine. Casey really was on a mission this evening, wasn’t he?

“So, wine?”

His soft words, murmured directly into your ear, made you break out of your thoughts with a soft gasp, and it took all your strength not to shiver when you realised how close he was leaning to you.

“Seeing as you’re paying, sure,” you nodded, smiling up at him.

“I like a girl who knows want she wants,” he grinned, standing upright, “Good thing I have the credit card to match.”

Oh fuck him.

“You are such an asshole!” you called out to his retreating back.

“And you love it!” he yelled over his shoulder, that familiar smirk on his lips.

You rolled your eyes as his teammates laughed, unable to stop yourself from smiling at his ridiculousness. There was something different in the air tonight, the bar crowded but not heaving, creating an atmosphere of absolute intensity that felt so incredibly electric – and you knew you weren’t the only one who felt it, by the glints in your companions’ eyes, let alone Casey being on fine flirting form. But you weren’t going to complain; something was telling you that the evening’s fun had only just begun.

Soon enough Casey returned to the table, having roped a few rookies into helping him carry the drinks back, and as always the attention turned right back to him.

“Baby, here’s your wine,” he said loudly, sitting down next to you once more.

“Oh my god, don’t call me baby, people are going to get the wrong idea,” you groaned, Syd just giggling.

“Maybe I want them to, ever thought about that?” he grinned.

“You are an insufferable flirt,” you said dryly, earning laughter from the group.

Casey just shrugged, unashamed. “Gotta do what I can to keep your eyes on me, no? Can’t say I like the thought of other guys having your attention.”

What?

His blue eyes blazed as they stared down into yours, sending your heart racing, and you bit your bottom lip briefly, steeling yourself as his eyes flicked down to watch. This flirting was different – more personal, with more of an edge. You could fight fire with fire, right?

“You don’t like the thought of other guys flirting with me? Buying me drinks? Making me smile?” you said softly, eyes wide and innocent as you took a sip of your new glass of wine, your words only audible enough for him.

His eyes flashed with an intensity that made you shiver. “You know I don’t. And even if you didn’t know…don’t play with me, baby.”

“I should’ve known you were the jealous type,” you murmured, pushing even further.

Casey’s hand slid onto your thigh, squeezing gently, making your lips part in a gasp.

“You have no idea,” he said lowly, “I don’t share.”

Oh fuck.

This had crossed the line that the two of you always danced around, never getting as close as this to tearing apart the fragile balance his flirting always left you on. What were you doing? What was he doing? Were you really going to fall into his arms and his bed like he’d always wanted?

As his hand squeezed your thigh again, you found your cheeks heating up at the intimate contact, Casey just smirking as you cleared your throat to clear your head. You didn’t know when his arm had slid over the back of the booth behind your back, but now it had inched down to rest across your shoulders, bringing you ever-so-much closer together, his chest pressed against your arm. To anyone around you, to any strangers glancing your way, it would just look like close conversation, two people talking intimately over the noise of the bar. But to you, you knew it was so much more; the way his thumb ran back and forth over the skin of your inner thigh showed that much. But the fact that you were willingly letting him break down those carefully crafted boundaries, his breath dusting across your cheek as his heated gaze watched you? Well, that was a whole new level that left you not knowing quite where you stood.

“Are you trying to flirt with me for real this time? Like, not just your dumb flirty banter you do with everyone?” you asked.

You had to know. You needed to know, because if he was just playing around you didn’t know if you could handle that. Not now. 

He tilted his head slightly, looking at you as if he was trying to figure you out, before his smiled softly.

“Yes, is it working?” he said simply, seriously, telling you everything you needed to know.

Casey Cizikas wasn’t just flirting with you. He was seducing you. And it was absolutely working.

“Damn it Casey.”

“You’re so cute when you blush,” he added, leaning a little closer to you.

Your breath hitched in your chest at his words, voice so soft it was practically a purr, and you knew he noticed by the way his grin sharpened. You were falling, hook line and sinker, and he was ready to catch.

“You’re very lucky I have questionable taste,” you managed to say.

“So my flirting is working,” he grinned.

“Don’t celebrate too hard. It’s a slow night and there’s literally no-one else available,” you said, pursing your lips to hide your smile.

“Oh baby you won’t be thinking about anyone else when I’m through,” Casey murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Oh fuck, how was that so hot?

“Do you two maybe want to get a room?”

Matt’s dry teasing broke you out of your little bubble, your cheeks heating up again as Casey just laughed along with everyone else that you’d honestly forgotten were still around you.

“That’s a great idea, Marty,” Casey shot back, eyes flitting down to yours as his smile softened, “Your place or mine?”

You ignored the hoots and catcalls as Casey moved his hand from your thigh to your waist, beautiful blue eyes searching your face, questioning, giving you an out if you needed one. It was that gesture that made your decision for you.

“Yours,” you said simply.

His gentle expression shifted into that all-too-familiar smirk, making you shudder in anticipation, even as he linked his fingers with yours and flipped his cackling teammates off with his free hand.

“I’m going to give you the night of your life, you’ll see,” Casey murmured into your ear as the two of you weaved through the crowd.

Of that you had no doubt.

*

“Alright, you win, four times in one night is a record,” you laughed, panting as you ran a hand through sweat-damp hair.

Casey just smirked, sending fire through your blood. “Records are meant to be beaten.”

What had you gotten yourself into?

[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[serendipnpipity]

Thank you for living your truth, @danielhowell. You've helped me live mine, too.

Image Description under the cut:

[illustrated YouTube notification: “Daniel Howell uploaded ‘Basically I’m Gay’”]

Five years ago today, I was lying on the couch in my family home, watching the words of a person I had grown to find pieces of myself in as he bared his soul to the world just to make somebody like me feel a little less alone. 

[girl lying on her stomach on the couch, looking at phone]

He said something at the end of that video,

[Illustrated video screenshot of Dan saying “You are valid. It gets so much better.”]

And I’ll never forget hearing those words. Never forget drying my tears, quickly, before my parents came back. 

[Three panels: girl wiping tears from face, putting phone down, silhouette walking through front door]

See, the girl on that couch was planning far, far away futures. She couldn’t believe his words just yet, but now she could hope to. 

[open shoebox with rainbow flag inside]

Five years later, today, I wish I could tell her:

You don’t have to move halfway across the country to set a flag out on your desk. 

[school building and stack of books]

Your parents are coming over tomorrow to help bring you home for the summer. (They’re only an hour’s car ride away.)

[cartoon sun and car]

And see that?

[rainbow flag in a mug with a cat whiskers design]

Yeah, that’s the one decoration you haven’t packed yet. 

And that something he said at the end of the video, I still quote it to this day. 

[computer playing the Dan birthday livestream with "Misty" on a Zoom call in the corner]

Better yet, I believe it now. 

[same girl, older and with shorter hair, holding mug with flag and looking back at someone off-camera that’s saying “Ready to go home?”]

Happy five years of Basically, I’m Gay!

[anartisticdreamer0]

A king on his throne with the upmost faithful companions and ruling with humor as his strongest weapon. <3

~

//cw/tw: death and grief

what is there to say that i haven’t already? this man meant the world to so many of us and he should be here today. he should have been able to make that vr series. he should have been at tommy’s show. he should have seen phil’s season 4 world turn 5. but he isn’t.

and part of grief is learning to accept that and move on. something that i feel has more than helped me in my grief was this community. was knowing that even as his last videos turn 2 years old and the unsettling realization that he had really been gone that long sets in, he’s alive. not physically but his memory. what he worked so hard for is still here. and as long as it is, Technoblade Never Dies.

Happy Birthday Alex, hope you can see how loved you are. Thank you so much for everything.

[cattosleep]

Luffy luffy luffy<333

Hi!! Sorry for being ia again T_T I'm still gonna be super ia after this since exams coming up and I'm super busy w it!! Hopefully I can draw in between and render some after exams

Also this was supposed to be in luffy's bday☠️

Full pic/comic(?)⤵

[archierenauxe]

@usergif NEW YEAR NEW FONTS: DAY 5: FAVORITE FONTS ✦ fonts used ✦ happy birthday to my bestie and fellow ezra simp @starwarsrebels

[hanjlsung]

HAN SKZ-RECORDS as ALBUM COVERS i n s p o for @strayklds (happy belated birthday my em) ♡

send me a 💌 [ + bias and/or color] and i'll make you a lil set ♡

[echo-bleu]

A little birthday present for my wonderful friend @moonlight-breeze-44

[facethesuns-moved]

VERNON x FACE THE SUN ERA happy birthday @bandzboy 🖤

[royaltea000]

Fourth of July is so funny cuz it’s the one time every year that people decades past their hetalia phase will wake up in a cold sweat and go “there’s only one character I can draw for this day… 👁️👁️💦”

[marvel-ous-m]

Saving the Best for Last

Written for @steddiemicrofic Special prompt for @wynnyfryd's birthday!!: Bottom | WC: 345 | Gen | Tags: Getting Together, Post-Season 4, Fluff

A/N: Happy Birthday, Wynn! I love your writing, and I'm so grateful for all you do for the fandom! I hope that today is the absolute best.

Eddie wasn’t expecting to do anything to celebrate his birthday aside from sitting with Wayne to watch some horror movies, seeing that he was still being persecuted by the majority of Hawkins.

Instead, the trailer was overrun with The Party. They eagerly joined in on the movie marathon, even bringing some gifts along that they put aside for Eddie to open in his own time. 

It was perfect. 

When everyone was gone, Eddie opened the gifts. His heart warmed at the thoughtful presents- new tapes to make up for those destroyed in the old trailer, a ‘coupon’ from Buckley to explore Indy with her- he even got some new minifigs from Nancy.

Eventually, he reached the gift on the bottom of the pile, a box with ‘from Steve’ scrawled on top. Its contents had him pushing the present aside so that he could make a call. 

“Harrington residence.”

“Steve, are you- shit. Is this what I think it is?” His question held a clear double meaning. 

He and Steve had grown inseparable over the last two months- he’d barely left Eddie’s side at the hospital, and given that Steve saved his life (and that Eddie had a crush on him), Eddie wasn’t eager to push him away. 

The gift was his vest- but not really ‘his’, as the note inside explained. Steve had taken the pins and patches from the old one and decorated a new, bloodstain-free vest, even embroidering his Warlock, his Sweetheart, over the spot covering Eddie’s heart. 

It was probably the most thoughtful thing anyone other than Wayne had ever done for him, and had his brain catching up with his heart, making him realize that maybe his feelings were reciprocated. 

“The vest or, uh-” Steve cleared his throat. “Or… us? Because… yes to both, I hope.” 

“Yeah? Then come over so I can thank you properly.” 

Eddie pulled Steve inside when he arrived, greeting him with a kiss that was enthusiastically returned. 

Later that night, with Steve wrapped in his arms, Eddie knew he was holding the best gift of all. 

[adorkastock]

ermergerd its mah burfdai

I turn 40 tomorrow!

40!!! 🎂🥳💃🏻✨

Thats so rad. Anyway, you all get 40% off my entire store from right now til Monday because WHY NOT?! Yay bday! Yay 40! 🌟 (If the link doesn't auto apply the discount you can use the code BDAY40 at checkout ♥)

[fortunaegloria]

Harrison Ford in Hanover Street (1979), dir. Peter Hyams

[ghostlyclementine-art]

Series: Techno / Ranboo / Philza

to celebrate techno day here's a drawing from 2022!