#hbd ink!

[thiccsys]

i lied happy birthday gay boy

[ni3tt]

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(Ink » @comyet)

[micc0ro]

Happy birthday Ink!✨

Ink belongs to comyet

[ozziethegreat]

Happy birthday ink and outer :3 (and my mom lol)

I don’t really draw them that often, especially outer 😭😭

Ink belongs to Comyet

Outer belongs to 2mi27

[exhofluer]

I JUST FOUND OUT THAT TODAY IS CROSS'S BDAY SO HEHE HEHEHE (I SWAPPED DAY 5 W/ DAY 10 BTW) HAVE THIS LIL SILLY ASS DOODLE

INKTOBERTALE DAY 10

ALSO THE ORIGINAL ARTIST FOR THE INSPIRATION IS JAKEI OFCC

@comyet

[uwuinkitsuneuwu]

Yuppie!!! HBD INK SANS!!!

also Ink belongs to @comyet

Design of human girl Ink is mine

There is version without text ⤵️

[seneon]

𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄'𝐒 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃.

the first tombstone an individual's eyes set on the moment the sole of their feet stepped into the cemetery. the grave belongs to a bookselling vampire, who mysterious ceased in his existence one day. although he has died, his blood still flows.

SAE X FEMALE! READER 🎬 tw: mentions of blood. A/N — first piece of my spooktober graveyard series! this is actually a sequel to one of the works i've written before in my other account. it's linked after allat writing. enjoy and hbd to my beautiful bf sae 🫶🏼

in the tenth year of the seventh century, there were countless reports of the lives and blood of the citizens rapidly decreasing. in other words, they were all found dead—body malnourished, skin rotting, gaze locked up to the sky that had seen everything played before their last breath.

there was one thing they all had in common. two small bites on their neck. or anywhere around their body in general, starting from head and down to the very tippy toes.

just like that, their soul has been sucked out. it was the work of vampires, vicious bloodsucking creatures who walked the same ground as a human would. except, they only walk during the night.

sunlight burned their skin. the day and brightness made them cry out in pain. and their eyes started to disintegrate at the sight of the brightest of colours.

what would humanity ever do when they found out there was one single vampire that roamed around the streets like any average man?

dressed and disguised as a bookseller in the day, teeth growing out to be a vampire in the night.

to the citizens, itoshi sae the vintage bookseller sold the greatest books all of town. not only does he sell books, but he writes them and publishes his own. the man also collects books.

his entire life is based on the scent of old papers and the finest ink ever brewed. not even the sharp scent of bloody iron could rival with the scent of sae's library.

that was the daytime of the bookseller itoshi sae's life. it was all warm, cozy, and coffees. and then there was night. a creature who hungers for the blood of others.

all on his mind could only ever be the reddest liquid that tastes like iron. sae could never get enough of blood. he loved how the flavour coats his mouth after he sucks them straight from a person's neck. he absolutely enjoys stabbing his sharp fangs into the skin of an innocent soul.

with enough blood, itoshi sae could go days and nights without having to find another soul to snack on.

sae dropped the cold body on the ground and gently wiped his lips with a handkerchief. the piece of cloth had initials on it, and it wasn't his initials. every single time he uses it, he is reminded of the handkerchief's owner.

a beautiful woman with an alluring aura. hair in the most beautiful shade he has ever seen. her features were dazzling and breathtaking that it took sae's breath away the moment he set his eyes on her form, sitting on a high tree branch, her eyes gazing right into the moon with the most hateful thoughts in her head.

the woman hated the moon. it took away her ability to be able to walk under the sun, leaving her to face the moon every night with her lust for blood growing stronger and stronger every day.

"y/n l/n…" sae muttered under his breath as his soft teal eyes stared at your name imprinted into the piece of cloth. his fingers lightly brushed over the stitching before continuing to wipe the rest of his dirty fingers stained by blood.

y/n l/n.

a noblewoman of a vampiress, known for her beauty throughout nations but disappeared without a trace on one unfortunate night. she would never be seen again.

except for when itoshi sae came across her a few centuries later, her beauty charming him. in an instant, her fangs were already deep into his skin. but there was a twist. instead of screaming and suffering in pain, the man embraced the beautiful vampire and softly kissed her temples.

what a surprise for a vampire that has not felt the love and touch of a human being in so long as she longed for one. the feeling twisted her entire mind so much that she wanted more.

before the bookseller could expect what the rest of his life could become, he began paying frequent visits to the vampiress in search of solace from the world. in exchange, she seeks for his love and blood.

now, after wiping all the blood of his victim, he made his way to the forest where he usually meets y/n.

how long was it? that he saw her sitting above the highest tree branch, her feet dangling away in boredom as she hummed the songs that her loyal subjects used to sing for her?

"it has been decades, has it not, m'lady y/n?" sae asked himself, feeling himself slightly smile at the memories he had with you. those nights that were the most memorable for him.

"you bestowed a curse upon me, yet blessed me with your own blood. i hated you and yet i love you for that."

the man bit his lower lip in an attempt to suppress any emotions that might surface during the dead of night.

your vampire blood has become itoshi sae's vampire blood, making him the current blood eater for the next few decades. or even centuries.

prequel of vampire 🪦 spooktober graveyard series | NEXT

© SENEON OCT 10th 2023 | 1st PIECE OF S. GRAVEYARD.

[anzadosara]

hbd silly boi

ink belongs to comyet

[do-it-jakey-baby]

Dreams in Ink

Danny Wagner x f!reader

Synopsis: Danny has booked in to get his third tattoo with a very sentimental reason behind it.

Warnings: mentions of needles, tattooing

A/N: This was a special request for one of my pookie’s birthdays!! HBD my gorge baby g, this one’s for youuuuu. 🎂🫶🏻

Today was the day.

Even though he’d done this twice before, the nerves still gnawed away at him. But what better way to commemorate playing at the Royal Albert Hall than getting a new tattoo? He and his brothers had dreamed about this moment since the inception of Greta Van Fleet, and now it was actually happening. So many years had been spent preparing for this very moment, they were all truly grateful for the opportunity and determined to make it a night to remember.

The band’s assistant had taken care of the booking, Danny explaining what he wanted and letting her do her thing. She’d found a cute little studio, not too far from their hotel. All he needed to do was show up, which alleviated some of the stress of the experience they were about to embark on. The entire band loved being in London, the city was so vibrant and the fans were just as passionate as back home in the States.

Following his usual morning routine, he stepped out of the shower and took great care when it came to his bouncy curls. He’d learnt along the way to use a cotton t-shirt to dry them, plopping them on top of his head as he got ready for the day. He then raked his hands through the curls and applied a gel to set them, scrunching up through the ends to the base. Once he was happy with the form of his ringlets, he grabbed his room key and headed out. Usually, his brothers would tag along to the studio, but today they were all feeling the effects of the pub that they situated the evening before, so a member of the security team was his only company. They arrived at the studio five minutes early, Danny’s palms beginning to sweat with anticipation. A bubbly, bright eyed girl with long, blonde hair approached him as he walked in through the door.

“Hi there, do you have an appointment?” She smiled, showcasing her pearly white teeth.

“Hi, yes. Daniel Wagner, my appointment is at 10.”

“Fantastic, if you could just fill out this form for me and I’ll let Y/N know you’re here. She’ll be over to show you the design in a minute.”

Danny filled the form out and gave it back to the girl, then took a seat in the waiting area.

A few moments later, the tattoo artist made her way through the thick, forest green velvet curtains that separated the reception from the main studio. She was possibly one of the most beautiful women he’d ever laid eyes on, with her silky, mahogany hair and cherry red lips.

“Daniel, right?” She asked, squatting down in front of him with her iPad in hand.

“Uh, yeah. But you can call me Danny, if you like. Most people do.” He wanted to smack the heel of his hand into his skull, why was he getting so flustered?

“Ok, well hi Danny. I’m Y/N. I’ve got the design here, if you wanna have a look and let me know if it’s what you had in mind.” She flipped the screen around in her hands and held it out to him.

He’d chosen the outline of the Royal Albert Hall. It seemed fitting, given the importance that playing there held in his heart. He peered down at the screen, noting that the design was exactly what he’d hoped for.

“That’s perfect!”

“And we’re going on your wrist?”

“Yeah, please.”

“Fab! Ok then, I’ll get the stencil sorted and then we can get started.”

With that, she stood up and walked back through the curtain, the smell of her perfume wafting through the breeze as she moved past him. It was such an alluring fragrance, subtly sexy but warm. It reminded Danny of a summer night back in Nashville, sat around a campfire with a glass of whiskey in hand. It smelt like home. In fact, he’d been so fixated from it since the moment she’d left that he hadn’t even noticed his name being called.

“Danny? You ready? Not having second thoughts now, are we?” She chuckled. Oh god, her laugh was so musical, the sweetest melody.

“Yeah, sorry... Lost in thought.”

“Come on back, let’s get you stencilled up.”

He entered through the curtains with her, walking out into a relatively small, but homely studio space. There was another artist at work in their own booth, a partition dividing the two spaces for client privacy.

“Ok, so I’ve printed out three sizes, so if you take them over to that mirror and try them on for size. Once you’ve picked the size you like, I’ll pop it on for you.”

Danny approached the mirror and held the three sizes up to his arm, deciding on the smallest of the three. The artist then shaved his arm and applied the stencil solution, then pressed the stencil down onto his wrist. She carefully peeled it off, urging him to go and take one more look before she began. Happy with the size and placement, Danny laid down on the couch and extended his arm out to lay on the rest. She slipped into her latex gloves, then took a seat on her stool.

“You ready?”

“Yeah, a little nervous though. This is my third tattoo, but it’s still pretty daunting.” He let out a nervous laugh, which brought a smile to her face.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” She winks.

She dips her machine into the small pot of ink, then stretches the skin of his wrist between her finger and thumb. She leans in, her breath tickling along his skin, causing his breath to hitch right at the moment the needle makes contact. She pulls back, her eyes clapping onto Danny’s.

“Are you ok? Was that too much?”

“No, no. Sorry, carry on. I’m all good.”

She rubs her hand across his arm, trying her best to soothe his nerves. He can tell that she genuinely cares about her clients, which is incredibly endearing.

“As long as you’re sure. I can help take your mind off it if you want? Tell me why you chose the design.”

She goes back to her position and begins to etch the line work into his skin, giving him occasional reassuring glances and listening intently as he explains the meaning behind the tattoo.

“Well, me and my brothers are playing at the Royal Albert Hall tomorrow night. It’s been a huge dream of ours for the longest time, so it’s extremely sentimental.”

“Wow, you’re playing there? You must be pretty big, huh?”

“I guess you could say that.” He chuckles.

“Tell me about your band. It’s so cool that you’re getting to live your dream.” She grins.

“Well, I’ve known the guys for what seems like my whole life. They are blood brothers, but really we’re all brothers. They are my best friends, such an amazing bunch of guys. Sam was my best friend growing up, we were practically attached at the hip. Still are. Josh and Jake are twins, a few years older than Sam and I. Jake’s dream was always to start a band, so the rest of us just kinda went with it. Music has been such a big part of our lives, we’re so influenced by it. It great that we now get to influence people too.”

“Danny, that’s amazing! It sounds like you guys are really close, getting to do what you love with them must be so fulfilling.”

“Yeah, it really is. I get to travel the world with them, explore countries we’d have never got to see if it wasn’t for the band. We’ve actually just finished up the Europe leg of our world tour. Next stop is North America again, then we go onto Japan, Australia, and New Zealand.”

“Damn! Ok I’m gunna need to know the name of your band, sounds like I have some listening to do.”

“It’s Greta Van Fleet, but please don’t feel obliged!”

“If you’re good enough to tour the world, I’m sure you’re good enough for me.”

She finishes up the rest of the tattoo, wiping down his wrist with cooling green soap which is gratefully received.

“So, what do you think?”

“I love it, thank you so much. And thanks for chatting with me, it really did take my mind off it.”

“Anytime.” She gives him a sweet smile. “Here’s a sheet with some aftercare information on it. It was lovely meeting you, Danny. I hope the show goes well tomorrow.”

“Likewise, you made me feel so comfortable today. It really was a pleasure, Y/N.”

She blushes slightly, then composes herself, running her hands through her hair.

Fuck it. Here goes nothing…

“I’m sorry if this is too forward, in fact please don’t feel like you have to say yes. But I had a lot of fun chatting with you, and I’m free this evening. If you don’t have plans, would you want to come out for a drink with me?”

She mulls it over for a minute, the cogs turning in her head.

“Yeah… sure. I don’t usually accept offers from clients, but something’s telling me you’re different. Here’s my business card, shoot me a text.”

Danny holds the card in his hand, looking down at it. He smiles, then looks back up.

“Great. I will. I’ll see you later? Thanks again for today.”

“Yeah, see you later, Danny.”

[pchuaymee]

HBD to me 2/2/2001

Ahhh... I feel be like as old people is one year again, LOL. My life is chaotic of year very much LMAO. 🥹🥹 It is very so long time that I didn't post my watercolor art because I am following about political news and I am hard studying for the exam is coming soon. So, I am feel burn out and exhausted.

For my wishes in my birthday of this year. I hope, I will can do everything is done and I will do my fluffies Hetalia fan art as Nekotalia to be more adorable for everyone and the last, I will be do about horror stories or witchcraft and spirituality to be softy stories for anyone and someone who fear about ghost or mystery can read this.

I draw myself portrait while I got burn out, my pose is inspired from random by Tarot cards these:

Ok, I maybe post my watercolor art again on 14th February, which day is Valentine's day and Vasant Panchami day (aka. Saraswati Puja day) too. For my Chinese New year, I will post ink art instead of watercolor art. Because I can say for this year "The chaotic of year that make me to be exhausted." ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

[micc0ro]

Happy B-day!!🎨🖌️🎉

Ink belongs to ＠comyet

[mandyyvibes]

“i’ve been a fool, and i’ve been blind. i can never leave the past behind.” -shake it out, florence + the machine

hbd bucky 🩵

the ink smears are intentional bc i say so

[midnightmoonbeams]

Kirb*5696 asks, "Do it INK though?" FortHateno drew their inkling. Golditale is back, this time with art of Pearl. Coelha just likes chocolate in general, TBH. GSstandard drew some art for AINECAT, captioned, "HBD AINECAT" Luwayjay says "> Make splatfest >White chocolate >Ink color isn't white > they know" The Ink color for White choco wasn't pure white buuut it definitely was close enough. gao drew Big Man!

From January 29th, 2023

I occasionally stream this game over on my Twitch channel. Normally I play turf war and salmon run, but I also stream during Splatfests and Big Runs. I'm open to playing with viewers!

[fuutakaijyama]

HONEYMOON UN DUEX TROIS

HONEYMOON UN DUEX TROIS | Akutagawa Ryunosuke

description l You and Akutagawa meet at a company event for the Port Mafia where he invites you to dance.

includes x reader, fluff, LOTS of romance, ooc, cute meet, friends to lovers, formal events, work promotions, chara cameos, admission of romantic interest/feelings, coworkers, fem!reader.

note : here's a birthday gift for you all, ik i just started posting on here but i really wanted to put this out because i have akutagawa brain rot. (HBD to me!!!!!)

Work ceremonies were always so critical for you, the promotions, the connections, but most of all the people, this group of people in particular stuck out to you even if they were stranger then what you saw on the surface.

“Hey rookie! Over here!” Chuuya called out holding a large bottle of wine as he waved you over. “Hey Chuuya, hey everyone.” You smiled softly before turning your attention to Chuuya, you watched as he leaned over to your ear and whispered into it.

“I heard you're being promoted from junior executive to a head executive, is that really true?!” You rolled your eyes playfully, turning your head to make eye contact with him.

“I’m not even quite sure myself, we’ll just have to wait and see..!” You teased before stepping away to a corner of the room to observe everything, the feeling of bliss knowing how to perfectly describe the proud feeling that settled in your chest.

The ceremony hall finds all the executives of the Port Mafia, standing straight. Akutagawa stands beside them and waits until the ceremony starts. The ceremony starts and Mori's voice starts to sound. He announces the new executives who will be joining the Port Mafia. [Name] is among them. You both hear your name among them and looks at you. He notices that you are already staring at him, smiling. He smiles seeing your radiant figure move across the hall.

You walk down the stage, square shoulders, perfect posture, and a proud smile.

"I, am [Name] the 3rd newest executive of the Port Mafia. I look forward to working with you all." His eyes are on your every move and every word. He has butterflies in his stomach and in his head. He is speechless for a moment

"I.. Congratulations [Name], you deserve it." He walks towards you and presents you with a box of flowers as a gift "Here, to celebrate your new position in the Port Mafia."

He does his best to wink at you with his usual stone cold expression. You can feel it again, that strange feeling bubbling up in your gut, the hint of heat slowly moving from the pit of your stomach to your face, and the overwhelming amount of happiness you get while being close to him.

"Ah- thank you Ryuunosuke, what are these gifts for..? I don't believe this is a custom in the Port Mafia, to my understanding gifts are only used during special events." He places the box in your hands, the cold cardboard wrapping around your soft fingers while his own rough and unkempt ones nicked yours.

"I'm not used to giving presents either, but I've been thinking about it for a few days." He leans closer, now you can smell his natural scent, one of burnt candle wicks and dried ink with a hint of old tea stained paper.

"As a congratulations to you, my lady." He leans closer, his hands still cupping your as he softly whispers. "And also as a way to thank you for your kindness and for your gentle nature."

You reciprocate the quiet gesture. "Ryuunosuke, I don't know what to say other than thank you, your such a gentleman." You can feel yourself smiling again, resting your head on his shoulder as you feel his fingers carefully twirl your strands in his fingers.

You can feel him smiling with you now, his cold hands still playing with your hair "No problem, dear. It's always a pleasure to be around you. I hope we can spend more time together, like this."

His hand carefully brushed a stray strand of hair behind your ear as if the slightest gust of wind would break it before running his hands along your head, at this point you can feel the feeling growing even more as your face flushed.

"Mr. Ryuunosuke, about the gift, just what exactly is it..?" You raise a brow carefully creating a space between you both to open the box.

He takes the box from you carefully, pulling the lid open, you hear a small nervous laugh escape him. "Oh, it's nothing serious, my dear. I just thought I could give these to you, to thank you..."

He takes out a pair of earrings from the box - a beautiful and elegant design "These are for you, It's a small gift, but I hope you like it."

"Oh my.. these are lovely.. they're such beautiful and elegant things.. thank you, boss.." You feel your smile growing wider and more pronounced. "If I may ask, are these jewel encrusted by chance..?"

He smiles at you holding your chin.

"Yes, they're made of diamonds, [Name]. And please, just call me Ryu - you are no longer a subordinate."

"I've never heard such beautiful things from such a man, you intrigue me, Ryu..” You turn your head away, your face now burning brighter than ever. "Ryu.. could you help me put these wonderful things on?"

"Of course, [Name].”

He picks up the earrings, placing them next to your ear before carefully slipping them into the holes, being careful not to hurt you. "Don't be nervous, you look so radiant tonight. Your beauty never ceases to amaze me."

He chuckles covering his mouth. "Of course, my dear. Let me help you with these.." He places the earrings in the piercing holes slowly so as to not hurt you."They look amazing on you, they enhance your beauty."

He bends slightly for his face to meet yours. "My lady, could I have this dance with you?" He places his gloved hand for you to hold, you take it feeling his gloved hands against your bare ones as he leads you to the large ballroom.

Once you get there he pulls you close, his hands on your waist and shoulder, he almost breathes in your aura "Let's dance, my dear lady.. I'll never get tired of looking at you, you know.. Your voice, your smile, your eyes, your hair.."

Now you can feel it, his warm breath by your ear, the way he's exhaling by it while his grip on you softens.

"I'm starting to fall for you, my dear lady [Name].."

[neviayue]

hbd | By Nevi Ayu E.

It's my birthday month, so I designed this birthday poster with Happy Birthday To You written in Aksara Jawa in a loose ink handwritten calligraphy style. I actually just wanted to draw an ink style vintage birthday cake, and then everything else followed, haha. Anyways, happy birthday May babies, I hope you get to eat a nice cake this month!

[findronchamp]

ONTHIDAY 2/2 Full WIP From Inktober 2018 HBD Bottle!! #onthisday #bottle #ink #inktober #inktober2018 #sketching #illustration #comics https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj5hVkwMuD5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=