#birthweek

[natandwandaseries]

I read 2 1/2 books in 36 hours, wrote 4,000 words, and am getting ready to go meet up with friends for dinner. We are so back, baby!

[sintheticskull]

Birthday Varietyathon News! I bring you the necessary information for it :] Stay tuned! (AND DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED TO GIVE ME MONEY, YOUR VIEWERSHIP IS ENOUGH <3)

Oh, I forgot to put it in the schedule, but Wednesday, October 25th is my birthday exactly and I will be doing my 2.0 Debut then :]

[internalchickens]

Happy Birthweek, Little Nightmares!!!

(Sorry if this doesn't make sense, had to rush💀)

Prompt:

[super-who-locked-me-in-here]

ASK GAME BECAUSE MY BIRTHDAY IS THIS WEEK AND ALSO I'M ABOUT TO HIT A FOLLOWER MILESTONE

Favorite books?

Favorite movies?

Favorite tv shows?

Favorite games?

Favorite colors?

Favorite music?

Favorite quotes?

Favorite holiday?

Favorite inside joke?

Favorite animals?

Pets?

Siblings?

Best friends?

Hobbies?

College major?

Ever dyed your hair?

Tattoos/piercings?

Weird/interesting school story?

Weird/interesting childhood story?

Greatest accomplishments?

Play any instruments?

Any art to share?

Any WIPs?

Irrational fears?

Tell us about ghosts

Ever been to a live showing of something?

Ever interacted with a celebrity?

Most expensive thing you own?

Give us a funny quote from your family/friends

Idk give us a random fun fact about you

[imsosocold]

Soup Shop

Do you need a cool caption for an image? Do you want to write something but you’re not sure what, and are desperate for some inspiration? Take these little snippets I wrote! Use them in whatever way you want! Completely free, credit appreciated along with birth week wishes. Just want them to be put to good use since I will not do anything with them.  Enjoy!

We live in Her body the moment we were born. When you learned of this you peeled your skin off so you could raw and vulnerable and naked for everyone to see. So as consequence She shoved Herself inside you. Your looks, thoughts, personality are amongst the trivial, miscellaneous things combined into Her, which can no longer be separated. 

His life is infinitely more important than yours from the start. Human lives are supposed to be put above all, aren’t they? Since the moment of  your  birth you have been moving towards death. 

I know logically morning will be brighter but since its currently dim I can only look backwards. I go to sleep tearing up over what will come next, hoping I don’t wake up.  

 You’re a star! Aren’t you  you proud? You did and got everything you ever wanted! Why aren’t you happy? Do you not like your karma? 

Staining a dead tree with living subsistence  

Sounds like the bones of your own crackling under your  feet.  

The eye in your arm socket protrudes. You sacrificed every part of yourself in order to mend that body. 

 Is  my blood even red?  Was it ever? I need to accept I just cry cobwebs. 

 Two independent voices within you, both being drained by the whole absorption of  effort that goes into understanding him. Oh oh oh we’re lying in his head. 

Exploring a cabinet, secrets hiding in the patterning of nooks and crannies. Being assured  no matter how long it takes- one time two time ten time- you’ll  keep going until you get it  right. 

You will never be the same as those born with the right name. 

The touch of cuffs reminded me of his touch. My hands, now damned, are screaming.  I am overtaken with the pain of the bullet, not in my shoulder but in my heart.  I still want to  rip you open with my teeth. Make you into a warm, thick soup where none of your parts can be separated. 

What if the moon never increments its phase? 

 That legal system, a system understood by nobody,  not even itself (guilt in every movement, in every mirrored perfection)

I  know that one day,

I will wake up to the smell of something rotting

and it will be me. 

 It’s not fear, not anymore. The one tenement I hold is to never hurt family and that’s true. I should have never seen you as such. 

He must lie. But an excuse would not come. Ice cold, frozen by mere words, but this time- this time it wasn’t the result of twisted puppeteering. It was a genuine plead from him.

He could practically hear Karma Herself whisper to him. “ You are a force of nature. Prove it.”

[toastghostarts]

I wish to post consistently but I genuinely do not think that'll ever happen. Anyways have a birthday Stella hosting a shindig in space

[sinceyousawvienna]

Birthweek

[polarisjisung]

ꨄ FEEL IT THROUGH YOUR EYES ALL THAT I BEEN MISSIN'

LOVING JISUNG THROUGH THE SEASONS

wc: 0.9k pairings: jisung × fem! reader genre: fluff warnings: reader wears sundresses notes: jisungs cover actually altered my brain chemistry | library.

SPRING

The first time Jisung tells you he loves you, it’s spring. Wednesday night, a little before midnight, 11:19 to be exact.

You’re sitting on the swings at the old park near his apartment, your sneakers digging shallow lines into the damp earth beneath you as you rock back and forth.

The cherry blossoms are just beginning to bloom, petals drifting lazily through the night air, caught between the warmth growing in the atmosphere and the lingering chill of winter.

He nudges you with his foot. “Hey.”

You glance over at him, your hands gripping the rusted chains of the swing. “What?”

Jisung hesitates, then looks up at the sky like he’s gathering courage from the clouds.

“I love you.”

It’s not a confession. Not really. It’s casual, like an afterthought, like he’s been saying it for years and only just decided to let you hear it.

Your heart stutters. “You do?”

He shrugs. “Yeah. Always have.”

A laugh bubbles up in your throat, light and airy, as the wind picks up around you. “What am I supposed to do with that information?”

He loves that sound.

Jisung grins. “I don’t know. Maybe love me back?”

You roll your eyes, but your cheeks are warm. He’s staring at you like he already knows the answer, like he’s willing to wait forever if he has to.

You kick off the ground, letting the swing lift you higher. “I’ll think about it.”

But you both know you don’t have to.

SUMMER

Summer with Jisung is golden hours and sunburnt shoulders, melted ice cream dripping down your fingers and his laughter ringing through the thick, humid air.

It’s sneaking into fancy hotel pools that you don’t belong in, running down empty streets at midnight, breathless and wild and weightless. It’s his hand in yours, warm and sure, tugging you along like he’s afraid you might disappear if he lets go.

“You’re so slow,” he whines, stopping in the middle of the street to let you catch up.

You scowl, shoving his shoulder. “Maybe you’re just too fast.”

Curse his stupidly long legs

Jisung grins, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer. The streetlights cast a glow over his face, softening the sharp edges of him. He looks at you like you’re the only thing in the world worth looking at. Like you are the world.

“Wanna know a secret?” he murmurs.

You raise an eyebrow. “Depends.”

He leans in, lips brushing the shell of your ear. “I’m pretty sure I love you more in the summer.”

Your heart stumbles over itself. “Oh?”

Jisung pulls back, eyes twinkling.

“Yeah. Because I get to see you all the time. And you wear those cute sundresses. And you let me steal your slushies even though you pretend to hate it.”

You roll your eyes at his list, but the smile on your lips betrays you.

“You’re insufferable.”

“But you love me.”

You sigh dramatically, looping your arms around his neck. “Yeah, yeah.”

He grins. “Say it again.”

You press a quick kiss to his cheek before taking off down the street. “Catch me first.”

Jisung groans, but he’s already chasing after you.

AUTUMN

Autumn settles into your lives like an old friend.

It’s oversized hoodies and steaming cups of coffee, long walks beneath canopies of gold and red. You had tried pumpkin spice lattes, but they werent really your thing.

Autumn is Jisung dragging you into piles of leaves like a child, laughing as you shove handfuls of them down the back of his jacket.

“Remind me why I love you again?” he grumbles, shaking leaves from his sleeves.

You grin brightly, plucking a red leaf from his brown hair. “Because I keep your life interesting.”

He sighs, softly. “Yeah. You do.”

The air is crisp, the wind threading through your fingers as you lace them with his. Where they belong.

“I think this is my favourite season,” you admit.

Jisung tilts his head. “Why?”

You lean into his side, letting his warmth seep into you. “Because everything feels like it’s slowing down. It's not too fast not too slow, its steadying. Peaceful.”

Jisung hums, squeezing your hand. “Yeah. I like that.”

Truly, he'd like anything as long as you were part of it.

The two of you stand there, watching the leaves dance in the wind, the world quiet and still.

And for once, you don’t feel like you need to rush anything.

WINTER

Jisung kisses you in the snow.

It’s freezing, the cold biting at your cheeks, but you barely notice because he’s everywhere.

His hands cradle your face, his breath warm against your lips, and for a moment, the world fades into nothing but him.

You pull back, breathless. “My nose is cold.”

Jisung laughs, pressing a kiss to the tip of it. “Better?”

You scrunch up your face. “That’s not how it works.”

He shrugs. “Worked for me.”

You roll your eyes, tucking yourself into his chest. His arms wrap around you without hesitation, holding you close, holding you steady.

“Stay over tonight,” he murmurs into your hair. “We can watch stupid Christmas movies and eat way too many marshmallows.”

You smile against his jacket. “Sounds perfect.”

And it is.

Because by now, you know how this works. The seasons will keep changing, the days will slip by in a blur of laughter and stolen kisses, and the world will never stop moving.

But no matter how much time passes— Jisung will always be home.

And he will always be yours.

tags: @yizhrt @suzayaaa @nanawrlds @sinisxtea @dearlyminhyung @flaminghotyourmom @jisworlds @jenobubbles @nctdreamchaser @lotties-readings @mystverse @chenlezip @blondemrk

[ohimsummer]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRETTY BOY

[orviposition]

orv simplified chinese' yjh art having kdj in a wedding dress and a layered cake for his birthday is surely.... a choice 👁️👁️

[ambivartence]

GIUK for Ale @quokki 💕

[bambinafangirls]

random, but i don’t think hotch is a big fan of chocolate, he’d fuck up a carrot cake tho

[sintheticskull]

Birthweek Variety-athon Day 3: Ryft SMP Behind the Scenes and Minecraft: Wii U!

[changewingwentz]

Make a name for yourself where do we go from here?

[gloryride]

Happy Birthday Pink Queen !

Yep, there were a lot of people at her party, so pola needed to have a part 2 with more friends ! Thanks to @chevvy-yates @nervouswizardcycle @86maylin @breezypunk @theviridianbunny

@dustymagpie @fereldanwench @draerian to be so amazing people ♥♥

[jetswife]

happy birthday jet 💙