#happy birthday gonta!

[nottheeconomy]

Got to love how I made it to Saiou week but forgot the purple gremlin’s special day 🤡

*proceeds to throw him the lamest party ever to compensate*

🎉🎉🎉

If anybody asks, the confetti came from confetti canons that Ouma had to install himself before anyone even came hahahahahahha

[theholyprocrastinator]

Day 24 of daily making 5 random Danganronpa/Fanganronpa roblox memes that people cares about

+extra bonus meme for Emma since it is Emma’s birthday

Emma deserves better, and no one’s changing my mind.

[gontagokuhara]

Gundham’s throne room is smaller than Shuuichi would have assumed it to be, should he have spared a stray thought to the notion before actually being confronted with it. Somehow reserved, in comparison to the sprawling, ornate cathedral interiors that they bore witness to in Celestia’s Palace.

Much like what Shuuichi had gleaned from their time roaming the corridors, the throne room is funereal and cramped — windows that did once line the perimeter of the room have long been shuttered, or just boarded shut altogether. And alongside those same glowing torches affixed to the walls that have been searing his eyesight a brilliant sapphire blue, the room is artificially illuminated to a greater degree than the hallways had been by another, much more peculiar source:

That would be the hexagram sigil carved into and alight within the floor, the circumference of the complex, etched-in circle bleeding light the same color as the torches across most of the available floor space separating the entrance of the throne room from what awaits at the very heart of it.

(or: of gods, monsters, and pointy objects chapter twenty-six, in which the thing everyone has been waiting for happens.)

[jankydem]

since it’s ryomas birthday I made these things

[rodaynaayari]

Holy shit I GREW UP SO FAST I'M 18 WHAT?! I gave myself a challenge and is to draw me with ALLL the characters I simp for :DD

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

It's Gonta's Birthday today!!!

[the--artist]

Happy Birthday Kirumi Tojo!! You bewitched me with your calm, quiet manner and stunning gothic outfit. The way you think and clock your gears in the trials is incredible intelligent and admirable. You’re not afraid of being wrong or stepping over boundaries to reach your goal, but you are determined to lead with kindness and determination. I wish you survived longer, but I very appreciative of every moment you were alive.

I hope it one universe, you can enjoy your birthday properly. Happy Birthday!!!

[kookyoddball]

I decided to try to learn about the hercules beetle and found out there is multiple kinds! ( There's several more other than these three pictured, I just got tired from drawing three alone lol)

Traits that all three share:

Its larvae live and feed on rotting wood, the adults eat fallen fruit and sap!

Only the males have these horns, they are used to grab, lift, and flip rival males!

They are amongst the biggest, longest, and heaviest bugs in the world(I did not see any specifically topping the chart but they all some BIG boys!)

They are harmless to humans and can be kept as pets!

(here's some links to the stuff I used if you wanna learn more!)

[honeysucklebuttons]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GONTA!!! You guys know I enjoy putting this guy into any AU I can think of, so have some sprites for Harvest Moon!! Each one has their niche role, each one has something that makes them challenging to court, but I love them all. Also incorporated into each of the designs is a type of bug, can you guess them all? (Some of them are a bit of a reach, but I’ll give you a chance!!)

Answers and just the reaction sprites under the cut!

Answers: Bagworm, Ladybug, Luna Moth, Praying Mantis, Dung Beetle, and a Monarch Butterfly Chrysalis (just before it hatches) :D

[drbdayzine]

Hold the sugar in that cake or you might just get cavities! Why? Because the birthday boy is the sweetest, gentlest person around! And hey, a surprise party at a petting zoo wouldn't be amiss for this animal lover!

🐜Happy Birthday Gonta Gokuhara!

[foldable-mattress]

Everyone say happy birthday to him

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

When has July 31st been his day?

When has a single gift given to the only son from the Shinhuji family been just for him? When has a cake been just for him? When has a single moment of his birthday been something he was eagerly awaiting for?

Korekiyo’s family were always wrapped around his sister and he even fell down the trap of worshiping her for nearly a decade of his life, always walking on eggshells around her and her wants and needs above his own, always sacrificing his own birthday for her to be spoiled and fed with love cause that’s what he was raised to want more than anything. Because she wasn’t going to live past 21 they said. Because she was his big sister. Because she was beautiful and perfect. Because she was the only one who ever loved him…

The anthropologist’s light eyes slowly flutter open in a squint, the first thing he sees in his dark bedroom is the glowing neon pink numbers of the time of 8 A.M. The first thing his ears hear is the sound of muffled voices and birds chirping outside his window. The first thing he smells is something sweet smelling and craveable. 

Slowly, his long aching body sits up by his elbows and hands and his tense core strength, his body popping softly under his wrapped pale skin dust with flush and faint freckles and scars from the years, he brings a black painted nail towards his face and scratch the extra layer of skin under his eyeball and flicking away the light piece of sleep that formed between his lashes and eyelid the night prior. He drags forth his tongue across his pale and dry lips, getting them wet for a second before he becomes disgusted by the morning taste of his own saliva and whips away the fluid with the back of his hand. 

Shifting his tall form left and forward, Korekiyo pressed his feet flat against the hardwood floor with a back arch. Afterwards he carefully pushing himself off the bed and moved his knees and the rest of his legs forward until his nimble hands grasp the silky black robe and draped his arms through the sleeve holes until it wrapped his body in a gentle soft hug in which he hummed happily and hugged his body close, a habit he never quite forgotten since his childhood, and rubbed his hands through his short black hair with a happy sigh of content. 

He made his way out his bedroom and to the hall painted in a lovely robin eggshell blue with an even more lovely dark blue towards black ebony border line painted over. 

As he walks across the floor past the colorful wall and it’s pictures that seem to increase with each step, he smiles at the feeling of the short strains of black against his pale fingers as the muffled voices come clearer to his ears as the smell of syrup fills his nose. 

Peering his eyesight into the marble black and golden wall painted kitchen he sees his beautiful wife finishing a pot of tea while Himiko slices some lemons beside her, just behind her is the small yet strong force of their eldest finishing up some pancakes along side Kokichi who’s being his usual self and putting chocolate chips in the pancake batter. 

It was only a few years back on this day did Korekiyo see this new family. . .

He was just out of the killing game, everyone was, and it was taking a while to get used to living life normal again. Luckily, he was able to become friends with the others despite the persona he showed, despite the progress to leave that household he once deemed family by blood he was able to move past them into a life of his own with them helping him each step of the way.

He was standing in the sidewalk with everyone else as their city gets darker in rain and smoke as those coated in despair destroy the area in chaos and mayhem, his light eyes glued to the screen on the large screen of Shibuya’s crossing that shows a man covered in Monokuma robo armor holding up a scared girl by her arms over a balcony’s edge. 

The young man couldn’t hear a single thing as he stared at the scared expression of the adorable face twisted in fearful tears and snot as her long hair grew tangled and messy from the harsh winds and the man’s disgusting behavior of terrifying the poor dear.

Before he was even able to properly process it his legs were already running to the building, blinded to try and save her.

He only recognized her face from the file talking about what her and four other kids her age did while they were in the killing game of Danganronpa, hearing what kind of Hell she went through…how sick he felt when realizing she knows the same pains as him…

As he jumped over the railing after her, his brown-green eyes locked into her vivid pink, his long arms stretching out to grab hold of her, his hair loose and his face for once since the game ended bare as his mask went discarded, all he was thinking about is he would never ever want her to feel the way he does… To wake up every morning on the verge of tears… To feel like you want to vomit everything you eat and consume… To constantly want to bath and wash away the feelings on your skin… To always, always, feel like you can’t ever be normal and happy again…

Korekiyo managed to walk away from the fall with a broken arm and a bruises Kotoko, and after much talking with the little Oni Hime and the others he opened his arms to spend time with her, which was easier said than done with the two. He refused to let her step foot within the Shinguji house so he would hang out with her with Angie’s help of her family house or sometimes, over time with talks, Miu’s apartment. He bought her many toys, candies, cakes, and other items she would like to try and show he’s no threat to her. Though sadly those offerings weren’t going anywhere. He was ready to give up. Until—

“She will be moving to America with us.”

Korekiyo was simply lucky to be able to hear the meeting of Kotoko’s mother and father talk to Makoto Naegi and an officer, due to his closeness to the girl, sitting beside him are his family who wanted to hear the news as well.

Makoto let out a breath and opened his green eyes to them, “Mr and Mrs Utsugi, we understand you are Kotoko-Chan’s legal guardians, however you are still under investigation of the charges of prostitution and abuse of a minor and Kotoko-Chan is still-” His concerns get caught off as the father leans forward with a sickly sweet smile, “She made up the whole thing, she told you, yes? We feel terrible for what we weren’t aware happened with what that man did to our little angel. That’s why we think it’s best to take her to America with us.”

Korekiyo glanced left and looked at Kotoko, who’s sitting in a chair farthest from everyone staring at her shoes with blank eyes, his heart aching at the scene and at the idea of not seeing her again.

His mind wandered back to a time when he was standing head hanging low in his school office as his parents demanded he apologize for daring to draw a picture of him and his highschooler of a sister bathing together, claiming it was just a strange imagination of his mind.

He looked back to the parents as his hearing canceled out slowly, skin growing hot and sick at the mere touch of his mother’s gentle hand on his as if it should be comforting.

He can’t really recall what happened after that, but that it led to Kotoko sitting in a car with a bruised tear stained face now disowned Korekiyo being driven by a worried looking Makato. And it slowly led to Kotoko slowly eating alongside the strange man and accepting his gifts and the two talking and playing together with or without Angie or Miu or Komura and Toko.

The anthropologist leans against the white painted door frame as he watches Kotoko finish up the pancakes with a smile, before welcoming her tight bear hug and squeal. “Happy birthday papa!” Angie walks over and gives the man a kiss on the lips with her toes tipped tall, a giggling leaving those soft lips he adore, “Happy birthday e ku'u aloha~!”

[theholyprocrastinator]

Day 13 of daily making 5 random Danganronpa/Fanganronpa roblox memes that few people cares about

+extra bonus meme for Kokichi since it is Kokichi’s birthday

[toxicpineapple]

Like 1-2-3, I'll be there (16668 words) by ToxicPineapple Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Momota Kaito & Everyone, Amami Rantaro/Momota Kaito/Oma Kokichi, Amami Rantaro/Momota Kaito, Momota Kaito/Oma Kokichi Characters: Momota Kaito, Amami Rantaro, Akamatsu Kaede, Hoshi Ryoma, Tojo Kirumi, Yonaga Angie, Chabashira Tenko, Shinguji Korekiyo, Iruma Miu, Gokuhara Gonta, Oma Kokichi, Shirogane Tsumugi, K1-B0 (Dangan Ronpa), Yumeno Himiko Additional Tags: Shuichi and Maki are only mentioned, Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Platonic Relationships, mentioned Saimatsu, Injured Character, Massages, Redecorating, Gardening, Prayer, Religious Themes, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Sparring, Infodumping, Sleep Deprivation, injured animal, Trapped In Elevator, Cosplay, Swimming, Eating Disorders, More specifically ARFID, Pre-Relationship, Cuddling, depressed character Summary:

“Hey, no biggie.” Kaito shrugs. “If we’re both sorry and neither of us are mad, then we can just move on… and I think you’re allowed to be a little quote on quote careless today, right?”

The reminder makes Kirumi frown. She tries to disguise the look, but Kaito’s eyes sharpen with understanding. He’s so observant. Barely anyone else in the class knows it, but Kirumi does. She tries to notice everything, where her classmates are concerned, for the purpose of serving them more effectively, and so she can gauge their potential as future clients. Kirumi doesn’t especially want to go to space—though she would if she was asked to—so Kaito wouldn’t be the easiest man to serve, but that doesn’t stop Kirumi from noticing his capabilities, either.

“Maybe more like restless?” Kaito guesses.

“Ah… perhaps.”

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Everybody knows the ways in which Kaito supports his sidekicks, but they're far from the only members of their class Kaito takes care of.

(Or, the times Kaito took care of each and every one of his classmates, plus a time where Kaito got taken care of in turn.)

[jankydem]

It’s not his birthday in my time zone anymore but HAPPY BIRTHDAY STINKY!!!!!

[hatsunemikulvr39]

IT'S HIS BIRTHDAY GUYS