#Happy Birthday Ame

[modark]

Happy Birthday

06/01/2025

[paintedcrows]

The Mystery Twins all grown up!! I love them so much. 13 forever, yet always older than me

[pirate-cashoo]

Thinking about Half-Life.......

[stonelions]

soft post-bday weekend....

[bqnnabreado]

Take Fremmy to the aquarium day !

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x01 - “Heavy is the Crown” ↳ "She said if every Enforcer had a heart like yours, we could take on Noxus itself."

[iamtheoneandonlyever]

Phoenix Wright’s birthday or National Coming Out Day?

how about BOTH?

individual frames under cut

poor miles was just trying to be gay by matching the colors to their old suits. little did he know…

also trucy def suggested the color scheme bc she saw a bi pride sticker in the apartment

[remxedmoon]

i got it!

(og panels below!!)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIFFRIN!!! <- i say, scheduling this to post at midnight september 2nd. it’s his birthday somewhere!! and also loops birthday but look i had a deadline here. don’t ask why This of all things is their birthday art. i make normal choices!!!

also. somehow this entire thing only took 4 and a half hours??? insanity. i literally started this Today. thats how it Gets Me i suppose. anyways!!!! here’s the og panels!! no colored version this time, i didn’t think it’d fit the scene. also i didn’t want to render 3 colored panels.

[itsthatlake]

“Icarus.”

it's all about freedom really

Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!

Support me on Ko-fi maybe?

[lexiene]

The moment you gave birth to your first born, a baby boy, Megumi's heart stopped in time his breathing halt from the wind blows and his whole being suddenly burst into million of lights.

His eyes wouldn't believe the little bundle you are holding with tired sweat face and hair disheveled you have but your eyes are filled with happiness and adoration from you and your husband's love.

But him? He is either happy, surprised, scared and other more he's extremely nervous, or just mixed! But the moment held his little angel, his body trembling his eyes are starting to blur in tears trying so hard not to wake their son and his tear drop on top his face. He is here, he is finally born.

When he open his eyes, he got yours, the love of his life share the same light as his son.

You know what he'll do? Megumi would always, ALWAYS remember your eyes the way they gleam in happiness, strength, sorrow, love and hope that you didn't gave up on him because he was the idiot for making hard on himself and you are the precious being that was needed the love you deserve.

And now it's here it is beginning.

[yuutaguro]

see you in kuantan ✌️🏝️

[seukorei]

happy birthday dazai! 💌

[teddybeartoji]

light flashes behind your window.

the clock ticks midnight.

yet another year falls just as heavily as the raindrops outside. they paint the pavement a darker shade of grey while the weeds that sprout from the cracks of the concrete bloom and flourish under the dark sky. it's not too bad. you, too, are still growing.

the door of your bedroom creaks open.

warm and dim – the only light in the room is coming the from behind your window; the lamp post stands tall and strong, ever-so unfazed by the rainfall. it's doing a good job.

he looks beautiful under any and every light.

"did you really think the dark room would deceive me, hm?"

roomie!suguru's voice is sweeter than ever. it's a trap.

you give him a quiet hum. "...maybe."

the lighting strikes and he sees the small smile on your lips. it's a bit shy, perhaps even a little nervous. it's his favourite.

suguru pushes inside, taking slow, measured steps until he's stood by your bed. for just a moment, he lets his eyes wander – laid there on your side, suguru thinks you just might be something out of a painting. your legs, your thighs, your thighs, your thighs. your comfy, cute pyjamas. the lip between your teeth and the intrigue swimming in your eyes. he can't get enough of you.

"were you hiding from me?"

teasing.

there's a grin on his face, too.

you give him another hum. "...maybe."

he clicks his tongue and a shiver runs down your spine.

excitement.

the silence is heavy, and the tension even heavier; if it were brighter in the room, you'd really get to see his pupils grow. if it were more quiet, he'd hear the way your heart thunders.

he places a palm next to your body and you feel the bed dip under his weight. you don't stop him, you don't do anything other than hold your breath. another palm on the other side of you, a knee against your thigh and so, slowly, oh, so slowly, he crawls on top of you like some beast, ready to devour its prey.

you bite down on the tip of your finger and suguru's eyes drop down to your mouth the second you do so. lightning flashes from byehind him, giving him the second he needs to take a picture of you with his keen eyes. there's an air of playfullness around you, the promiximity of the two of you injecting your veins with a certain type of adrenaline. it's a dangerous game your playing, the delicate line between friends and something more fading with every shared breath you take.

it's suguru's time to hum. to purr. to pull you in some more.

lighting.

"happy birthday, angel."

every letter is coated in honey, the syllabels sticking to his lips and you find yourself starving. itching for a treat.

you bite down onto your finger harder.

with the corners of your lips stretched back, almost far enough to touch your ears, you stare up at him like the little sin that you are. oh, but he, too, wants a taste. suguru's composure is crumbling at the sight of your mischievious grin, his body lowering closer to yours as his mind grows weaker.

he's so warm. he smells so good. you want to kiss him.

the tension tightens. it's hard to breathe.

you take your finger from your mouth and it takes effort for him to not look at it.

"thank you."

maybe he wants to kiss you, too.

your lips part with a witty comment stuck on the tip of your tongue but you choke on your own words when suguru leans forward and takes your finger into his mouth.

thunder.

teeth, sharp teeth. tongue, wet tongue.

your head tilts back, eyes glued to the scene unfolding before you.

he bites and you gasp.

his own grin stretches wider as he meets your gaze.

now, you really can't breathe.

you think about your salivas mixing together in his mouth. you think about how his thighs press up against yours as he hovers above you. you think about how good it all feels.

suguru feels you pawing at the hem of his shirt and pride blooms in his chest. he inches even lower with your finger still in his mouth, his lips wrapped around the digit like he's sucking on some candy. a treat.

lighting.

he's almost close enough for your noses to brush together when he lets you go.

when he lets you have your turn.

lips. finger. saliva.

a kiss of a kind.

thunder.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

//LOUD INCOMPREHENSIBLE POINTING//

[stephreynaart]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HIRSCH TWINS!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

anyone else have multiple traumatic memories associated specifically with holidays/family vacations? because that is a topic I never see discussed in all the So You Had A Shitty Childhood, Now What? self-help books i've been reading. but for me, it was a significant thing. and the more i think about it the more it seems like this would be an (unfortunately) common experience. would be grateful to hear if this matches other peoples' experiences...