#i personally love birthdays so much

[laikuh]

reflecting on the fact that your jesus year tends to come around the end of your saturn return. something about those first few years of your thirties….

but still, i’m cautiously optimistic about starting my jesus year tomorrow. let’s hope I write even more unhinged deanjohn fic while i’m 33 then i did at 32!

[stil-lindigo]

lighthearted.

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i turn 24 today. To celebrate, I made this comic to be a spiritual successor to lead balloon, a comic in which I talked about the darkest period of my life so far.

A lot has changed since my 23rd birthday and this one. My priorities have shifted a lot, in ways that I think are mostly good. But i think the best part about today is that suicide has gone back to being a far away notion. I'm really lucky, and I'm grateful for that.

[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[circusballoon]

runs back onto the scene with an actual birthday picture for @insertdisc5!! I hope you have a great day!

[beatleswings]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIR JAMES PAUL MCCARTNEY (JUNE 18, 1942)

[icewindandboringhorror]

On average, what is the total MONTHLY amount that you spend on dining out*?

*(This doesn't only count going out to restaurants, but also stuff like picking up fast food to bring home, getting a coffee on the way to work, getting a premade sandwich from a grocery store deli during lunch, buying a quick snack from a convenience store or food cart whilst walking somewhere, ordering a pizza or any other food to be delivered to your home, etc.)

*(If you often dine out in groups/as a household: calculate and divide the costs so that you get a Per Person average. This is for YOU individually, NOT the total household/group costs)

(I'm sure polls similar to this have been made before (very common topic), I just haven't personally seen one that I can remember, so, I was curious to do my own! I was discussing this with a group of people today and it was very interesting to see how widely the number varied between individuals. :0c )

(Reblog for bigger sample size if you can, and feel free to explain your answer in tags if there's anything extra to add!)

[queercontrarian]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

from our family to yours

ILYSM @fieldofdaisiies i hope you have a very happy birthday, have a little elucien as a treat

[gavidaily]

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY, GAVI! 🎈

[koushuwu]

TOGAME JO ↳ for @feitanporter happy birthday my love <3

[raplinenthusiasts]

BTS x Major Arcana

for @dearedwardteach 🖤 {cr. namuspromised / psd / cards}

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Peeped the horrors

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[goat-among-cycads]

Robo-slaughter? Cannibalism? God forbid women do anything...

[the-kipsabian]

HAPPY 32ND BIRTHDAY KIP SABIAN

MAY 19, 1992

[kimtaegis]

an iconic look 💛 for @hobicentric

cr. namuspromised

[celestialowlryx]

Rayla + being told how a m a z i n g she is

[loserboyfriendrjl]

James put on his coat. His stubble had started growing out, yet his glasses were as askew as they always were, a reminder that even though they were changing, at their core, they were still the same.

“I should be back in a few hours,” He said, kissing the top of Lily’s head and ruffling Padfoot’s fur as he ran a hand through his hair. “And then I’ll be home. For the time being.”

Lily hummed, turning her head to kiss his lips. “Take care,” She shouted, as James made his way to the door.

“I always do,” He grinned, blowing her one last kiss before closing the door behind him.

Padfoot nudged her with his snout. Lily looked down at him, grey eyes meeting her green ones.

“Did you want something?” She asked; she still found the Animagus thing amusing.

She had read about it, obviously, but she never considered the transformation process in itself; it was very complicated Transfiguration. Yet, who had considered it were her husband and his friends, who had managed to get the hang of the complicated magic at the age of fifteen, no less. The huge, black dog lying down on her couch, who had previously been napping, was Sirius. Peter was a rat, which seemed quite useless to Lily, and her husband was a bloody stag, out of all things, which had been amusing and how she finally understood the strange nicknames they had given each other.

March came with the blooming of flowers and the feeling of their baby starting to kick. In a rush of excitement, she and James had fully decorated their child’s bedroom in hues of blues and browns, because clearly, if both their parents liked those colours, they were bound to, too, right? And even if it wasn’t so, it wasn’t like changes were impossible. That night, they slept skin to skin and whispered to each other sweet nothings and everything.

Padfoot nudged her side with his snout, and Lily rubbed between his ears, the way James told her he liked it, which made him let out a pleased, low growl.

“Do you want to feel the baby kick?” She asked, looking down at him, although she wasn’t exactly sure whether Sirius — Padfoot — could understand her.

It seemed like he could, though, for he gingerly placed his head on her stomach and waited patiently. Lily smiled, petting the dark fur down his back and scratching him from time to time.

Suddenly, his head shot up, and he looked at Lily with his big, grey eyes. She hummed, smiling.

“Yeah, that’s them. You’re gonna be meeting them in no time, considering I’m about halfway through. Now,” She said, getting up and going to the kitchen, Padfoot following her, his tail eagerly wagging, “would you like something to eat?”