#dylan o'brien birthday

[tihonyu-shen]

Happy birthday to Dylan O'Brien!!!

He's my second fav actor, btw 🙏

Someone said that second photo is ai, idk if it's real

[teencopandthesourwolf]

happy birthday, lil’red.

[star-stilinski]

Maybe because it's Dylan's birthday can we get a Stiles' birthday fic, like how it would be to be his gf or his crush and celabrate his bday with him 🥺❤️?

omg YES!

i'm imagining this as a dating situation, because if you guys were just mutually crushing i know he would have NO IDEA what to do since he's such a gift giver and it's not really appropriate to give gifts on your own bday.

i just knowww stiles would be such a big birthday person (for his; half the time he forgets even scott's birthday). but i think with all the supernatural crap getting in the way, especially after season 3b, he'd forget it was his own birthday sometimes until the day of or before. he'd definitely beg you to sleep over, just cause he'd want to wake up next to you as his first birthday treat, tho.

"g'morning, birthday boy." you'd mumble in his ear once you were both (barely) awake, holding him like a teddy bear while he lays on his back. he smiles and makes a contented hum, not even bothering to open his eyes as he turns on his side and tugs you into a horizontal hug.

you accommodate to his cuddling, running a hand through his hair. "c'mere, first birthday kiss. i have to give you as many as years you are old before the end of the day."

he grins into the kiss, just a peck, before he's grabbing your cheeks and kissing you all over. "that sentence didn't make any sense."

"shut up."

he pulls back, mocking offense. "you did not just tell the birthday boy to shut up. take it back."

you laugh and squeal when he finds your waist, pinching where it tickles and chanting "take it back! take it back!" while rolling you around in his sheets.

just in time to save you of your handsy boyfriend's torments, noah stilinski knocks on the door loudly. "sounds like you guys are awake, is everyone decent?"

you giggle and stiles gives you a look that says he's about to be flirting with you. his hands slide around your waist now, and he speaks up for his dad to hear through the door. "yeah," his voice drops for only you to hear, "but not for long, hopefully."

you laugh and smack his chest, and noah peeks his head into the bedroom. "morning. there's waffles on the counter, and chocolate milk in the fridge. i gotta go, can i trust you two to be smart?"

stiles throws his head back into his pillows and sighs out "aw, yes, waffles!" as you meet noah's gaze.

"yes, sir, we're going to meet up with the others in a bit. thanks for breakfast!"

the sheriff nods and his eyes leave yours, studying his son instead. he steps forward and strides across the room to where stiles lays, pushing his bedhead back and ruffling it. he's got a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face. "happy birthday, son. i love you."

stiles makes a face. it's not quite a smile, but it's something akin to it as he swallows. "thanks, dad. love you too."

you avert your eyes and try to let them have a moment, even with stiles holding you to his chest like he is.

once noah's gone, you and stiles find yourselves in the shower, brushing your teeth. stiles has already made a comment about birthday sex and you reacted accordingly, rolling your eyes and fighting a smile. he melts when you massage shampoo into his scalp and complains about the water being too hot. you both argue about it playfully before deciding getting out is the best option.

showered, dressed, and scarfing down some waffles, you and stiles listen to his favorite music and discuss the plans for the day. hangout with friends, go get food at his favorite place, watch tron, and call it a night ("oh," stiles says through a mouthful of waffle, "can we make out at some point? you didn't add that to the itenerary.").

after cleaning up your breakfast mess (and getting in three more kisses), you and stiles climb into roscoe and hit the road for lydia's house. he's explaining the impact of the saw franchise to you and holding your hand, and he looks so pretty in that blue color. you lift his hand to your lips and kiss it softly, stuttering his rant momentarily.

at lydia's, you all sing him happy birthday and eat ice cream and burgers. the presents are all great, save for isaac, who got him a book called 'a guide to sex for virgins'. he was very proud of his gift, but stiles just threw it at him flippantly. then, you all migrate to the pool.

stiles watches when you undress, and you feel your cheeks heat. but he doesn't mention it, instead challenging scott and kira to a game of chicken. they consider it the challenge of a lifetime and are ready to play almost immediately.

"c'mon, we'll win." stiles loops his arms around you and kisses the side of your face. "plus, don't you think you have to say yes? it's my birthday..."

you pout a bit. "i just washed my hair."

"and you won't have to get it wet, because we'll be winning. hello, scott's going to get distracted as soon as kira's got her thighs around his head!"

you laugh at that, and watch as scott runs his hands over his girlfriend's thighs, his eyes slightly unfocused and his lips parted just slightly. your boyfriend clucks his tongue, seemingly seeing the same scene, and shakes his head. "poor guy. he's not getting any because it's not his birthday. i couldn't relate."

stiles pats your ass and drags you into the pool, ducking underwater and propping you on his shoulders. he gives your thighs a squeeze and it sends a thrill down your spine, and then walks you over to kira.

"okay," kira grins and holds her arms out towards you. "may the odds-"

stiles lets out a war cry and starts pushing at scott, who retaliates slower than usual. you take that as your gunshot and you and kira start wrestling, laughing as you hit and push and hear a "gah! that is not fair play!" from below you.

when you and stiles win (kira let out a whine of pain when you accidentally slapped her arm too hard and it distracted scott), he gets you off his shoulders carefully and wraps you in a bear hug, carefully avoiding your hair.

as the evening goes on, the guys roughhouse and find sinking toys while you and the girls eat more food and bask in the sun by the edge of the pool. every once in awhile, stiles will drift by you and smile, and you'll blow him a kiss or mouth happy birthday or run your hand through his wet hair. he preens like a proud cat every time.

you end the night in the best way: feeling fuzzy and warm from the sun, home alone with stiles stretched out under you on his couch. tron plays in the backround while you kiss him as many times as he is years old or however the hell you're supposed to explain that, and he tastes like vanilla ice cream and chocolate drizzle.

"happy birthday." you mumble against his lips. you feel him smile, and his hand cups your neck as he leans in for another kiss.

"the happiest."

[ellenriplley]

[juantoelgei]

HAPPY BRTHDAY DYLLL💙✨

I hope my beautiful husband continues to do well and makes more movies 🤭🤭💙✨✨💙💙✨✨💙

[austinslounge]

Lol @ "no Kaia" 🤭

[arstuffsworld]

happy birthday🎂

[callmebrycelee]

HAPPY 32ND BIRTHDAY, DYLAN O’BRIEN!!!

[onlydylanobrien]

Dylan O'Brien with Sam Lerner at his and his friend Danny’s birthday party in Hermosa Beach, California. (August 26, 2022)

📷©: samlerner’s Instagram Stories

[schrutexbucks]

happy bday bestie 😌

[angelofthetrenchcoats]

where are all the birthday fics when it's finally my birthday

[masterstiles]

Happy 33rd Birthday, Dylan O’Brien.

[axelwolf8109]

Happy Dylan Day everyone!!

[alexademieupdates]

Dylan O’Brien via Twitter wishing Alexa Demie happy birthday 🥳

11/12/22

[that-dam-writer]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FAVORITE DYLAN O’BRIEN

He’s so freaking amazing!! I love him so much

[nuttypenguintyphoon]

Can't wait to blow his candles out 💦