#happy birthday babyyy

[gideoff]

[saexy]

next one up for @bloompompom bloooomy!!! i know eren isshowering you in hearts and kissies & moree

[lovekenney]

Happy birthday Emma Kenney

Posted this right when the clock hit 12 ♥︎♥︎

[sleepy--anon]

@wishitweresummer 's Birthday Ficlet

Warnings: Intense tickle mention, feet tickle mention, mouth tickle mention, romantic DNN

Dream didn’t quite remember how all three of them got in the same bed, he woke up there. When he asked Sap he just pointed to the cuffs at the top of the bed and referenced George’s sweaty forehead, not speaking as to wake him up. Dream’s brain slowly caught up with him. George’s birthday was last night, they spent the whole day pampering him a little extra, ending the day with, their now traditional, birthday tickles. The day ending with George strapped in a starfish position on Dream’s bed in a loose t-shirt and Sapnap’s basketball shorts. With George turning 27 the night before they made him choose who gave him raspberries, how many, and where. George gave them a hard time at first, naturally. Starting with Dream giving him 5 on his tummy. Then Sapnap giving 5 more to his neck and ears. Both lay 3 on his ribs totalling to 16. Dream pressed 7 more to his sides. And Sapnap landed the last 4 on the bottoms of his feet. By the end the boys didn't consider him fully tickled out so they covered his ribs with tickly kisses and nibbles while muttering happy birthday against his skin. Both not paying any attention to George’s tortured screams, pleading, empty threats, ext. Only stopping when he wheezed out his safe word. Dream took his time gingerly releasing him from the binds while Sapnap massaged the tense muscles while showering him in praise and sweet kisses which George lazily returned and smiled greatfully when he kissed away his tears. He remembered George refusing the bath and wanting nothing more than to fall asleep in his boyfriends arms. Dream complained about it being gross at first but Sapnap just pulled him in and they all fell asleep happy, content and warm.

[dannystheone]

Happy Birthday Wednesday! (Wednesday Lee/Enid Ler)

This Wednesday fanfic is dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend @nnainai She turns 20 years old! Everyone wish her a happy birthday and all the gifts and birthday tickles she deserves :> I love you honey you’re my gorgeous girl <333 

 It’s Wednesday’s birthday but she doesn’t see the appeal in celebrating. Enid decides to cheer her up on her special day. 

WARNING: small kiss at the ending :>

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 The sun cast rays of golden glow filtering through gilded trees. The sky was full of puffy clouds, and green grass waved at passer-bys from the gentle breeze. Boys played football with friends, girls chatted on picnic blankets, people walked their dogs happily. A picturesque day, but to Wednesday Addams:

 It was dreadful. 

 Wednesday turned from her window and walked back to her desk, which has turned into her dark comfort corner. Today was a day like any other, despite her parents ringing her phone and her crystal ball. They were insistent on wishing her a Happy Birthday, but today was anything but. Her dreariness to the occasion was physically draining, more so draining than how she usually felt. 

 Wednesday has never understood what was so important about birthdays. Despite the euphoric feeling of being one year closer to death, that was about as much enjoyment she could get from the supposed holiday. The more people tried to wish her well on this day, the more nauseated she felt. She never brought up the subject to her birthday to anyone she would consider a friend, and she preferred it that way. 

 Besides, there wasn’t a single day out of the year she didn’t put herself first. Yet, if Wednesday was supposed to enjoy herself *more* on this day, she’d rather spend it doing what usually consisted of her routine. She’d type more of her book listening to her carefully selected music, and grab some coffee before studying in the library. It sounded like a good enough day to her-

 “WEDNESDAY! EEEE!” Well, it DID sound like a good day. Enid flew into the room with all of the energy of a hyper-active child. Enid carried plenty of bags and presents for Wednesday, with Thing right behind her carrying more gifts as well. All the gifts were wrapped with black and white wrapping paper. 

 “Thing told me it was my roomy’s birthday and you didn’t tell me! These presents are totally last minute, but I’m excited to be celebrating at all!” Enid put her presents on the floor, and looked up at her with a bright smile despite Wednesday glaring at Thing for revealing her secret. 

 “Thing, I’m disowning you. I specifically said to keep it a secret.” Thing’s expression soured as it looked to the floor. Enid looked at Wednesday with a quizzical look.  

 “Secret? Why would you need your birthday to be a secret? We need to celebrate!” Wednesday folded her arms as Enid gave her a big hug. Enid smelled of sickeningly sweet Strawberry Shortcake perfume 

 “I don’t see the importance of birthdays. They’re loud, pointless, and exhausting.” Wednesday stepped back from Enid’s hug and took a seat on her bed. Enid quirked her lip as she thought for a big. 

 “Exhausting, huh? Well, are you exhausted right now?” Enid asked. Wednesday thought for a moment. A nap in the catacombs did sound promising. Her parents have been blowing up her devices to wish her well, and that’s been punishing enough. 

 “Well, actually yes. I suppose I am.” Enid’s grin turned sinister as she sat on Wednesday’s bed and wiggled her fingers in her direction. 

 “Sounds like you need a pick-me-up~ Considering it’s your 20th birthday, you do need about 20 minutes of birthday tickles, and one more minute for good luck of course.” Wednesday looked down at Enid’s wiggling fingers with a neutral expression, but on the inside she was screaming. Last time she was tickled by Enid it wasn’t...the worse thing in the world. But that didn’t mean she would just ask for it. 

 “...You put your hands on me, they get chopped off.” Enid had a knowing expression. Enid and Wednesday both knew that this was as consenting as Wednesday was going to get. Verbally, anyway. 

 “Sure, they’ll get chopped off. Matter of fact, let’s make the safe-word ‘Cleaver.’ Sound good?” Pfft. Safe-word. For tickling? How childish- 

 Well, that’s what Wednesday was thinking before Enid put her hands on her and started the tickling. Enid started gently skittering her nails around Wednesday’s ears and neck, the fluttering feelings surrounding her head. 

 “You can laugh you know. It’s kind of what you’re supposed to do in this situation.” Enid reminded Wednesday. Wednesday didn’t know where to put her hands, so she kept them balled in her lap as Enid skittered her nails down Wednesday’s arms. 

 “You’re lucky you get to do this- at ahahall-” Wednesday giggled as Enid strayed past her ribs in her tickling flurry. 

 “You’re right, I’m the luckiest wolf in the world~ I get to tickle tickle tickle my stoic raincloud of a roommate and watch her slooowly crack a smile~” Enid was actually a well-versed teaser, she knew how to make Wednesday feel like her skin was crawling. 

 “Ah! Ehehenid!” Wednesday squeaked as she fell back into her bed, her arms barely protecting her sides. 

 “Aww, you’re just giving it to me aren’t you? You’re not even pushing my arms away or anything~” Enid got on her knees to better lean in to Wednesday. She still gave her plenty of space while her fingers scribbled and sunk into her black suit jacket. For someone so menacing, Wednesday was quite small. Enid could reach down and squeeze the middle of her thigh without having to bend over much. 

 “Nohoho! Be quiehehet!” Wednesday’s braids splayed on the bed as Enid started tickling her tummy. Working out wasn’t a necessity for Wednesday, studying took quite a lot of her focus. Due to this, her tummy was modest and not at all hardened with discipline. 

 “Why should I? You’re the one making all the noise. What if you disturb the other students with how loud you are? That’d be totes embarrassing...” Enid scritched in Wednesday’s tummy, eliciting more giggles from her dark roommate. 

 Enid did have to say, seeing any other facial expression aside from Wednesday’s sour expression was a strange sight. But it was endearing. Wednesday’s laughing face was bright, and she had little wrinkles near her eyes and on her nose when she scrunched her face. Enid started to blush seeing Wednesday in such a giggly state. 

 Enid’s fingers started to slow. Wednesday looked up at her as Enid was barely tickling her now. 

 “Enid? What’s wrong?” Wednesday asked. Enid swallowed and balled her fist. 

 “I um...you just looked really pretty. When you were you know...laughing.” Wednesday sat upright with lightly pink cheeks. 

 “...Thank you. You look pretty today too.” Enid looked up at Wednesday with a shy smile. The two girls swallowed their nervousness and gently leaned in to share a small kiss on the lips. 

 “Happy birthday, Wednesday.” 

[magicalsquigg]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRETTY BOYYY✨✨✨🥳

Toga took him on a celebratory killing spree <33

[tfshouldidohere]

hehehehhhehh its officially rain day in tachi time

[pararave]

a very cheezy comic for Steve's birthday

[qingxin-dream]

ME (I’M DELUSIONAL AF + NEED THERAPY): 🥳🎊❤️

BABYGIRL LIVE REACTION: 🤨📸

credits: u/kindred_lol_ on reddit; @/inoi_today on x

[miothle]

new beginnings.

happy birthday, wriothesley!🖤

[sailorjisunq]

思いのまま 叶う希望

[arom-antix]

Happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legend, trophy husband of Yuuri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov!

[sparkles-and-trash]

As a child, Shoto did not care for his birthday.

At school, the teachers and other kids would try to make him feel excited about it, but it never worked. After a few years they gave up.

At home, there were nobody to celebrate with.

His mom used to give him a piece for cake and a secret present, but she's gone now.

His father would barley acknowledge the day, and when he did, it was only to remind him that he was one year older, and was expected to perform as such.

His older siblings would always draw him a little birthday card and sign it with their names, which Shoto loved, because it helped him guess some parts about their personalities.

Fuyumi's handwriting was pretty, she held her pen lightly, and always spelt right.

Touya's name was always signed with black pen, usually looking hasty, but he did put a little flame next to his name.

Natsuo always wrote his name in crayon, and sometimes he spelled it wrong. Fuyumi would always correct it.

Then, one year they just stopped. The year after they were back again, but now they were only signed by two names.

Shoto did not like to think about that.

When he's a teenager, Shoto isn't sure how he feels about his birthday.

At school, his friends and classmates makes Bakugo make cold soba for dinner, Sato bakes him a strawberry cake, and they all give him gifts that shows him that they truly know him.

His teachers pats his head, touches his shoulder, or give rare smiles, all acknowledging the birthday in their own way.

It makes Shoto feel seen, cared for and appreciated, and he isn't sure what to do with that.

Now, he can visit his mom with both Fuyumi and Natsuo, and they all eat cake together.

His siblings get him a thoughtful, but funny gift, and a home drawn birthday card that Fuyumi signs with her pretty handwriting, and Natsuo signs with colored pens.

It makes Shoto feel a warm fuzziness inside he hasn't felt in many, many years.

When he turns 20, Shoto looks forward to his birthday.

His friends all takes time out of their busy schedules to come to visit him, even though they're all busy being heroes, nobody misses the day.

They go out for cold soba, Bakugo complains that his would be better, and Ochako suggests that Bakugo make it himself next year.

He doesn't object.

They all go back to his apartment, and even if it's a little crowded and some of them have to sit on the floor, they all enjoy eating Sato's strawberry cake and talking about their UA days.

Shoto feels warm inside.

Earlier that day, he had lunch with his family.

His entire family.

Shoto is a little nervous about it, having his parents together after the divorce, but somehow it's nicer than it ever was when they were married.

His siblings gives him a framed picture taken of them all when they visited the botanic gardens a few months ago.

They give him a home drawn birthday card. This year, there are three signatures.

Fuyumi's pretty handwriting, Natsuo's colored pens, and Touya's ink black signature with the little flame next to it.

Shoto thinks that birthdays might be worth celebrating, after all.

[cinemahes]

IT IS THIS CUTIES BIRTHDAY !!!

it’s your 29th birthday harry! i’ve loved you ever since i’ve known you, harry and i couldn’t help it (11 years now… wow) you are so beautiful in every sense, i’m so grateful to live in the same period of time as you.

in this day i want to wish that you have a great time and it’s full of love as much as you deserve 😣💗

you are my home.

[agustdsciggy]

[cherryblossomssmash]

Belated Happy Birthday Tsumu-baby!🎭