#happy birthday sweater

[fineapple20]

hands you

✨🍄the mushroom boy🍄✨

[obsessivecelestial]

For @ayyy-imma-ninja!!

Your fairy and SK boys have been running through my mind 28/9, it’s ridiculous

This is my first post on Tumblr and I have absolutely zero clue what I’m doing so forgive me for any mess ups 👍

I was gonna draw the fairy boys for their belated birthday but I never got around to it, so instead I give you my happy belated birthday!! 🎉 (it’s half-assed, sorry-)

[channnel]

Happy birthday to the crowbar boy. I don't know how to draw lamb, so have that store bought cake instead.

[scrappy-possum]

(good grief it been a while......)

anyway hi im not dead

heard it was a special bee's birthday (@realizinau )

so i opened ms paint and doodled this real fast

he put his knitting skillz to use and made a cute sweater :)

the next challange however is giving it to Bailee

[puhpandas]

Cassie Cooper from my fic The Vanishing of Gregory Cooper :)

[lumosinlove]

what did finn do to celebrate his birthday this year? ya know august, not much hockey going on, warm out, boyfriends, etc

Some (love bite involved) birthday morning fluff for ya!

(can you tell I just watched Heartstopper)

He woke up to fingers on his waist, trailing so slowly that he could have been convinced they were droplets of water. The hand waking him had pushed the bedsheets down by his bare hips. The fingers were up by his ribs now, but they soon started their path back down and settled briefly in the dip of his waist again.

Finn took his time, but after a few minutes, he was sure it was Logan’s hand. He knew that touch. Those hands had shook his own, so shyly, when they had first met. They could tape a stick in fifteen seconds flat. They had once fixed their AC back at school and saved the entire house from melting while trying to study for finals (They made screwdrivers look small and flimsy). They smacked him upside the head when he was stupid, they won Stanley Cups, and they did this. They touched him, every day seeming more sure that they were always, always allowed to.

“Hi,” Finn whispered without opening his eyes.

He was sure he felt Logan smile.

“Happy Birthday, Rouge,” Logan whispered back.

“Oh, in English?”

“Thought I’d…take it easy on you.”

Finn smiled, slow and sleepy, and opened his eyes. Logan had his head propped up on one palm and it left a red mark on his cheek, like he’d been watching Finn for a while now.

“That’s nice of you,” Finn said. “Certainly nicer than some other birthdays of mine. Like, say, dumping a bucket of ice water on me, for one example.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “It was funny.”

“My bed felt damp for a week.”

“It wasn’t just me!” Logan checked briefly over his shoulder to make sure they weren’t waking Leo. “Percy—”

“Oh, no, no, no, non, nom, nom,” Finn whispered, and nudged his chin forward, closer to Logan’s. “Don’t go blaming Percy.” Logan smiled and brushed their noses together. “I think it was all a big scheme of yours.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “To get you in my bed?”

Finn drew in a breath as Logan’s fingers trailed all the way down to the jut of his hip, paused, settled into a full palm, and began to smooth their way back up again.

“Don’t say that like the thought never crossed your mind.” When Logan tried to duck away Finn got a hand on his jaw, thumb dipping down to swipe across his neck—grinning at the sound it drew out. “Little conniver.”

Logan’s palm—up to his ribs and back down—smacked gently against his hip. “No fair.”

“Hey,” Finn took Logan’s bottom lip between his teeth before letting it bounce back. “No hitting the birthday boy.”

Logan just rolled against him, wrapping his arms around Finn’s waist tightly and tucking his face right into his neck. It was a full body sort of hug and it knocked Finn’s breath right out of him. Logan’s soft thighs against his hips, the squeeze of their chests together.

“Happy birthday,” Logan whispered. “I love you so much.”

“Aw, Tremz. Breaking my heart—in the best way.” Finn felt him start on what was sure to be a stark lovebite against his skin and rubbed his hand up and down Logan’s back. He closed his eyes at the pinch of Logan’s teeth and let his muscles go loose. It was like Logan’s body was holding him together, some sort of cocoon. He had to clear some of the sleep out of his throat, had to scratch his fingers through Logan’s hair. Logan had gotten a haircut yesterday and it still had that soft, new feeling, the ends thick and so silky that all Finn wanted to do was touch him.

Logan caught his breath, warm against Finn’s skin, and then attached again. Finn laughed a little at the wet press of his tongue, there and gone, and hissed at sharp teeth.

“What are you trying to do to me?”

“Mhm,” Logan laughed and sucked hard before pulling off with a soft sound. He studied his work, and Finn studied the dark gloss of his eyelashes. Logan’s eyes flicked up to his, satisfied. “Ouais.”

Finn just smiled and took one of those soft pieces of hair between his fingertips. “I love you.”

Logan gave him the smile Finn had lived for in college. Now he lived for that and so much more of him. Of Leo.

Leo was sleeping soundly. Beautifully. Finn still thought of that first morning, after they had confessed their feelings, every single time. Waking up beside him had been like living a dream. He’d seen Leo asleep before. On the bus, on the couch, sometimes even in the car after a hard game. But he’d never allowed himself to look like he had that morning. He’d certainly never allowed himself to wake Leo up by kissing across his chest.

Leo’s hand had fallen palm up against the mattress. Finn reached behind Logan and took it, rubbing a thumb across his tender wrist.

“Leo,” Finn whispered. “Leo baby, wake up it’s my birthday.”

Logan snorted but kissed his cheek—once, twice, three times. He put his palm against Finn’s other cheek and did it again, all but smushing their faces together, just as Leo opened his eyes.

“Help,” Finn said. “I’m being eaten by this French creature.”

“You like it,” Leo mumbled sleepily, then laughed and turned onto his back, rubbing his eyes and arching his back. “Oh man.” He turned his head to look back at them and Finn saw his eyes catch on what was sure to be a purpling bruise on his throat. “Happy birthday to you, huh?”

Finn felt Logan’s teeth sink softly against his jaw and rolled his eyes. “Think so.”

Leo smiled and rolled onto his side. He reached out a finger and pressed on the mark. Finn felt the ache all over, slow and ebbing like a tide. He climbed over Logan, pausing only long enough to place a lingering kiss to his neck, just near Finn’s fingers, before he pressed himself all along Finn’s back. He settled his hand over Logan’s on Finn’s hip, and ducked to place a soft kiss on the other side of Finn’s neck.

“Matching set,” he said, mumbling the words against his skin, and got to work.

Finn laughed. He reached back to knot his fingers in Leo’s hair and closed his eyes. “What more could a guy wish for?”

He felt Leo’s smile, the nip of his teeth. “Happy Birthday, sweetheart.”

[blmpff]

27.10.23

[thegoldenelite]

Kenny signing copies of the Fight Forever video game🎮

[melancholyfleurs]

me expecting to spontaneously meet the love my life on my nightly dog walks when i dress like this.. yes

[nirvanai]

my laptop has been broken for 2 weeks but I got it back just in time for ryukiday and there's no way I'd miss that!!! the guy of all time!!

[zaphiregz]

Very late but I did this for Valentine's day 💞

[jaeyooniverse]

Secret File :: #187 - Happy Birthday ROWOON

[stupidhany]

Silly doodle dumps with shaky lines from a shaky hand

[burningaurora]

[Podfic - TTS] Closet Case by @fruitcoops

One-Shot | Length: 18:05 | Rating: E

Cap and Loops in a PT room… Featuring skinny jeans

Listen on: AO3 | Streaming

In honor of our favorite werewolf's birthday have a gift of weekend smut. Mr. Lupin deserves nothing but the best, which means getting railed by Mr. Sirius Black 😏Check back tomorrow for a second fic to celebrate Remus' birthday

Special thanks to @itsaash for picking out the fic for me and @fruitcoops for allowing me to give it voice.

[yukeet]

@ghosts-and-blue-sweaters HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! i almost didn't have time today but wanted to make something !! so here's a really messy ghostbur <3

you are old now!! what were the dinosaurs like :O

[crehador]

there's so much i love about the arb high school au event but i think one thing i'm going to be chewing on forever is the fact that like

when they had the tug of war competition. ichiro vs samatoki. it ended up as a draw because they pulled so hard they ripped the rope in two

and that's funny but also

we find out this is. ichiro's dream. literally even in his dreams. he doesn't beat samatoki when they have their silly little fights. and he doesn't lose to samatoki either

in his subconsciousness they're equals (even in the same year, at the same school) and that's just. i mean obviously arb is not meant to be taken seriously lol but that's a fantastic bit of characterization imo, even character development

because it's a huge, obvious change from tdd era when ichiro only idolized samatoki, it's so significant and important for him to reach this point where he does actually see samatoki as an equal

anyway. very happy with this event as if that weren't already obvious lmao