#happy birthday to my favorite boy

[junkokiu]

Happy time 🎂✨

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[eldritch-possum]

He's just a little guy and it's his birthday

It's 2 am but anything for him 🫀🦷🦷

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Happy Birthday, Dearest Ajax

Synopsis: It’s Childe’s birthday, and he wakes up to the best gift: you.

Foul Legacy x Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Genre: Fluff Warnings: Mentions of crying

~ * ~ “Oh, Chiiiiilde…” A new day dawns over Liyue Harbor, the dew in the air not quite hot enough to become humidity yet, forming a fine, cool mist over the pavement as the sun hangs like a lantern over the sea. Refracting the sunrise, the water turns from deep indigo to light pink and pastel orange, glittering like the finest gems and lapping calmly at the many boats docked near the shore, waiting for their cargo. Many people are already hard at work, valiantly doing their best to complete the brunt of their daily tasks before the summer heat sets in- in Liyue, there are always lists to be checked, quotas to be met. It is as the gods say: the Harbor never sleeps. And yet, today, you do sleep. Normally, you’d be up and ready far before the sun rose, steps spry and nimble and silent, leaving behind a quiet house and a sleeping Abyssal monster on the other side of your bed. But today you wake up late, yawning and stretching your arms with a smile on your face, the knowledge that you requested this day off several weeks ago nestled comfortably in your mind. With a mischievous grin you gently nudge Foul Legacy, murmuring his name in a sing-song tone and brushing your hands over his hair, playing with the small lock of white amongst the copper as he begins to whine sleepily. It takes a few moments for Childe to fully process that you’re next to him, drowsily leaning into your touch with a low, rumbling purr before his gaze drifts to yours; suddenly he springs awake, cerulean eye wide as he lets out warbling chitters and trills of surprise and delight, speaking to you in an melodic, otherworldly language. You’re here, you’re here! You laugh kindly and open your arms, and he sinks into them, joyfully pressing his cheek against the top of your head, his star-speckled wings fluttering like glittery silk gauze. You press a kiss to his face, his fangs leaving painless, miniscule scratches on your own lips, and pull back with a soft smile. “Good morning… and happy birthday.” Childe blinks, once, twice, then whimpers as his crystalline eye wells up with tears- happy tears, sweet as honey and slightly overwhelmed with love and affection for you, the sensation of your hand gently cradling his masked cheek making his heart bloom with warmth. His claws move to hook in the fabric of your shirt, head resting on your shoulder as he allows himself to cry, sniffs and hiccups coming out as tiny, high pitched chirps. “Aw, sweetheart…” Your fingers thread through his soft hair, carefully scratching behind his horns and under his chin, and Childe melts under your hands, purring and crooning and attempting to curl up in your arms, even though you’re so much smaller than he is. His tears spill onto your hands, starry drops like rain, and you do your best to kiss each and every one of them. Eventually they slow, wiped away by you gingerly dabbing his cheeks with your sleeve, and Foul Legacy warbles and coos thankfully. He settles for burying his head in your lap, nestling himself cozily under the covers of your bed with only the tips of his crimson horns poking out, weighing you down so you can’t change your mind and decide that you actually want to go to work today. Not that you would, of course. Childe’s birthday only comes around once a year, and this is the first time you’ve been with him for it. Sunlight begins to stream through your window, hanging in the air and illuminating specks of dust adrift, and Childe’s claws creep out from under the blanket and quickly bat at the floating particles before he emerges entirely from the covers, pulling you close to lean back against his chest. The two of you idly gaze out the window, watching the clouds drift across the cotton candy sky, forming and swirling together before fading apart into feathery wisps of white. There’s movement to your side, and you glance down to see Childe plucking and fussing with the sheets and quilts atop your bed, carefully arranging them around you and him to form a comfortable makeshift nest before gently bumping his head against your back to get you to lay down. He curls around you, holding you delicately so his black and violet armor doesn’t scrape against your skin, and sweeps one of his sparkling wings over you. It’s like being under a canopy of brilliant stars, and your eyes shine as brightly as the constellations in the night sky. Quickly Childe ducks his head under his own wing to join you, his lilac fur fluffing as the mere sight of you makes him happily croon, nudging his forehead against the palm of your hand until you chuckle and relent. You carefully trace your fingers over the dips and grooves in his mask, eyes narrowing in concentration, and Foul Legacy sighs blissfully and smushes his cheek into your hand, much like a cat to someone it loves. And oh, every facet of Childe just adores you. His eye begins to drift shut, but you poke him lightly, whispering for him to stay awake for one minute more. You lean in, affectionately cupping his face and swiping your thumbs across every ridge and scar littering his features, then placing a soft, sweet kiss on his forehead with all the love and care you could possibly muster. “Happy birthday. I love you.” Happy birthday, dearest Ajax.

[iheartjameshetfield]

HAPPY DAVE MUSTAINE DAY!!!

he’s so baby i’m in love with him

[izayakyun]

Happy birthday, Izaya <3 5/4/23

[onesleep-twopie]

Hope he's enjoying maple sugar crusted apple pie today 💕🥧💕

[birthdaysentiment]

HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY, ROBBE IJZERMANS! insp.

[chalksprite]

Happy birthday mr president

[planetxiao]

guys.

it’s bachira’s birthday.

👁️👁️

[thekidsarentalright]

every word’s a new regret if you say it right every wound can be forgotten in the right light

[super-license]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL RICCIARDO ✦ JULY 1, 1989 "It's real sweat. I'm a high performance athlete, athletes sweat. Sweat baby, ki ki ki rrra, sweat sweat, rr."

[jasongracedefenseattorney]

[daeluin]

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

flower, flower, flo-flo-flower, flower, flowers for @cosmicdreamgrl 💘💐

[gunsatthaphan]

so yes happy birthday to my bf of 4 years thanks for existing king 🥺🫶🏻

[chiriwritesstuff]

Today, one of our favorites was born.

Happy Birthday, Jose Pedro Balmaceda Pascal! We love you!