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heyhoneylook · 2 years ago
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💖HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, ROSIE!💖
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She loves to help me with my cross-stitch
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And the belly is not a trap, and so soft
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She's very affectionate
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And is very clean and tidy
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(She'll help clean you up too)
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She's even helps with gaming!
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She's a big snuggle-bug
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And Rosie says 🌈GAY RIGHTS!🏳️‍🌈
So everybody please wish this loyal and loving lady a happy 17th birthday! 🌹🎁
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4thelneyj0nes · 1 year ago
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This was them in baker st. today BY THE WAY in case youre wondering…
Anyway, happy birthday Sherlock Holmes 🎉🎊🥳🕺🏽
(This was part of a Secret Santa exchange with @nic0tinepatch, shes an artist too check out her stuff!)
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searchingfortheuniverse · 4 months ago
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Robert "Rosie" Rosenthal in Masters of the Air
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venompinks · 11 months ago
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HAPPY ROSÉ DAY ✿ 97.02.11
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rosyprayer · 2 months ago
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🎀 🤍 Painting, reading, daydreaming and counting down the days until my birthday ! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ♡
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spacebubblehomebase · 6 months ago
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idea for Charlie in the radio apple COTL au,  she is the Goat and is currently having her own thing goin on in the back ground
Also I assume husk and nifty are the Baal & Aym of Alastor?
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Ideas that are food for thought indeed!
Husk and Niffty ARE Baal & Aym in this AU! They're not siblings, but were still sacrificed to Alastor to "appease" Him. Niffty, Husk, and Alastor are all black cats here, so it's no wonder why everyone's so eager to be rid of them due to the Old Faith's superstitions and just their own general "mean and insane" disposition.
As I don't know The Goat's lore yet, I'm not too sure about making them Charlie. 😅 They seem to have a gruffer demeanor than our sweet Princess of Hell. Instead, I had her be a hidden secret from even when the game's lore began! That Lucifer wasn't the last of their kind and the reason they so readily accepted being a sacrifice is to hide Charlie away. Hoping once the "last lamb" dies, they'd stop hunting them down. So in this AU, their motivation won't only just be about revenge for their kin, but to protect their daughter.
The maternal instincts of a wild animal, cornered and desperate to protect their young, is a powerful thing.
That's what Alastor would take advantage of to get Lucifer to accept the deal and become His Vessel.
While the other Overlords are the Bishops. They're not related to Alastor either besides being past coworkers, but the bad blood still ends in the same form of betrayal. Albeit with different relationships. Enough hate and history for them to all grow sadly bitter of each other. Though I've also heard at least one of the Bishops may still be fond of their wayward sibling in game. Even if just a bit. So you may find one of the Overlords I've chosen a little out of place between the others. Not that I plan to strictly adhere to the game's canon anyway.
So there you go! Some lore as a gift from me to you because it's my birthday and presents should be for everybody! Enjoy imagining! XD
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floydmtalbert · 7 months ago
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masters of the air in black + white
— for @shoshiwrites : happy birthday, Sho!
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kaelinlikespeas · 1 month ago
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When the clock hits 12,it's OFFICIALLY THE TWINS BIRTHDAYS!! They r my lovelies... (I'm so happy to join the ss fandom! I have met so many people who enjoy my art and silly oc x canons, so I thank you all bc you guys keep my art flow going !!)
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And happy birthday to @firowisteria 's mother!!
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mimpinightmare · 1 month ago
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(Belated) GIFT FOR @kaelinlikespeas
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HERE'S TO THESE ✨ICONIC✨ TWINS, KAINO & ROSIE! 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎂 (Hope I drew them justice-)
Unfortunately, their birthday, 28th November has already passed... But I still what to draw these lovely twins! Wanted to finish this before I leave for work- This took awhile to finish it. But I'm happy with the results! Hope you like it, bud! :D ✨💜💛💜💛💜💛💜✨
KAINO & ROSIE RIGHTFULLY BELONGS TO @kaelinlikespeas
EDIT: Umm... Please don't mind that I misspelt "BIRTHDAY"- IM SO DONE- 💀
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blakelysco-pilot · 2 months ago
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I couldn’t let November 8th go by without acknowledging Val’s birthday. So with that said, I wrote a little something for The Gal on her special day. I hope you all enjoy it! 💗
“Is she still sleeping?”
“Yes, and by the looks of it, not planning on joining the land of the living any time soon.”
“Shh, be quiet or he’s going to startle and she’s going to be pissed.”
Crowded onto one bed, Olive, Helen and Tattie sat watching as Val continued to snooze peacefully. Curled up on her own bed with Meatball tucked up against her side, the three women waited patiently for her to wake up. Murmuring softly, Val snuggled closer to the Husky, a soft sigh escaping her as she continued to dream.
“Oh Ev, that’s nice…”
Unable to hold in her laughter at that, Olive let go of a cackle that echoed through their hut, her eyes wide as Tattie slapped a hand over her mouth. It was no use; the sound had startled Val awake, and caused Meatball to huff indignantly before jumping from the bed and trotting over to Tattie’s to curl back up on. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Val stopped when she saw all three of her friends watching her with smiles on their faces.
“Uhm… Why are you three watching me? Was I drooling?”
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”
“Oh Jesus, shush!” Val winced, their shouting and the lack of coffee too much for her first thing in the morning.
“Nooo, no,” Olive shook her head, coming to pull Val from the warmth of her bunk. “Today’s your birthday Chicken! Time to get up!”
“But it’s warm under my blankets!”
“There’s a handsome pilot waiting to walk you to breakfast.” Helen sing songed, coming to help Olive pull her from the bed.
“What about-”
“Not today,” Tattie smiled. “Today, you have a nice breakfast with Blakely. We can handle the truck, no one’s going up today.”
“You’re giving me a day off, Tat?”
“He asked nicely, what can I say?” She grinned, watching as Helen and Olive successfully pulled her from the bed.
Stumbling to the bathroom, Val made quick work of washing up before coming back out to put on her makeup and take out her rollers from the night before. Checking her watch, she knew she had about fifteen minutes before Ev would knock on the door of their hut, and she didn’t want to keep him waiting. She methodically pinned her hair before applying her lipstick and rouge, catching sight of Helen in the mirror laying out her dress uniform instead of her regular jumpsuit.
“Thanks Hel.” she smiled at her in the mirror, the brunette beaming back at her.
“You’re welcome. Hey, do you always dream about Ev when you’re cuddling the dog?”
“You know,” Val heaved a sigh as she stood to get dressed. “When I asked if I was drooling, you three conveniently left that part out.”
“Oops!” She giggled as Val narrowed her eyes, the top of a crush cap went past the windows above their beds. “Better hurry and get dressed, birthday girl, your man is here.”
And so the day had started with loud declarations of wishes from her three best friends before she was whisked away to the Officers Mess for breakfast with Everett. She hadn’t griped about the powdered eggs that morning. She was working on accepting that she was the one having coffee poured for her. It was something that was not lost on Ev as the kind gentleman who served in the Officers Mess approached them, a small pot in hand. Her eyes had gone wide when he asked her if she wanted another cup, and Ev had nodded encouragingly before she had replied yes, please. They had chatted quietly over toast; of birthdays past and traditions back home. If you wiped away the setting around them, they were just a man and a woman having a quaint breakfast, celebrating a special day that wasn’t tainted by the war. And when Everett pulled the keys to a jeep from his pocket, childlike glee on his face as he held his hand out to her, she knew that he was just one more birthday tradition she would get to enjoy as the years went on.
He had spent the day walking through town with her, indulging her every time she pulled him into a shop. He stood back and watched as she browsed the small makeup counter in the general store, encouraging her to pick something she liked so that he could treat her for her birthday. He had simply smiled as he handed a few notes to the woman working the counter before handing the package to Val, who tucked it into her purse with a smile. She had balked when he pulled her into the bakery, insisting on splitting something since he couldn’t get her a birthday cake. And by the time dusk had fallen, they were seated at a table in the pub for dinner. The owner of the Half Moon Pub grinned when he spotted them, pointing over to the corner of the room where Val was expecting a table for her and Everett, but stopped in her tracks when she found that all of their friends were already there waiting for them.
“Hey, there she is!”
“It’s the birthday girl!”
“About time, I was getting hungry!”
The pair squeezed into two empty seats, Olive and Doug on one side, Helen and Rosie on her right. Tattie and Jack sat across from her, with the rest of Rosie’s crew and Croz filling in the gaps. She was missing so many people around this table, and yet, the ones who did fill the seats made it their mission to remind her of how loved she was, and how much she did have in her life despite the missing pieces. And so they ate, and drank, and drank some more, the conversation never ending even as the pub grew louder around them. So loud that she didn’t notice Doug whispering something to Ollive, who nudged Tattie, while she was laughing at something Pappy was saying. She didn’t recognize the distraction of Croz telling her all about what Jean was getting up to back home, until the person who had been playing the piano in the pub began playing Happy Birthday, and Tattie was placing three very familiar looking donuts stacked onto a plate in front of her. Dougie’s zippo was alight in her hand, and the entire pub was singing to her.
“Nooo, come on you guys!”
“Happy birthday dear Vaaaaal! Happy Birthday to youuuuu!”
“Oh my god, this is way too much!”
“Oh, blow out the lighter and make a wish, Chicken!” Olive had crowed from her seat next to her, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her into a hug.
“Fine, okay, okay…” with a deep breath, she closed her eyes and made her wish, though she was sure everyone at the table knew what she was wishing for. “Thank you, I mean it, this has been such a nice day.”
“You deserve it.” Tattie grinned, tossing the lighter back to Doug.
“Yeah, we all love you, DiRosano.”
“Is that sentiment I see in your eye, Jack?” She had narrowed her own eyes at him, unable to stop from laughing when he rolled his eyes, Tattie placating him with a pat on the back.
“Yes it is, now, enjoy it while it lasts. Tomorrow I go back to being the Wicked Air Exec of the Control Tower.”
“Does that make the boys your flying monkeys?” Helen sniggered, causing Croz to choke on his drink as the rest of the table around them laughed.
Everyone fell into easy conversation, the donuts picked over by the group as the drinks continued to flow and music continued to play. The other girls had broken off to dance with the respective fellas, Rosie and Croz each taking Helen for a spin so that she wouldn’t feel left out. Val just caught Ev standing, offering her his hand so that he too, could take a turn on the dance floor with her.
“You know,” she murmured, lips pressed to his ear as he gently swayed them. “You didn’t have to do all of this.”
“I know I didn’t have to,” he replied. “But, I wanted to.”
“I would have been perfectly content with dinner in the mess hall and dancing in the Officers Club.”
“I know that too.”
“Hey Ev?”
“Yea sweetheart?”
“Thank you,” pulling her face from where she was nuzzled against him, she was beaming as he caught her gaze, and he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her full on the mouth, with everyone around them. “I love you…”
“Not nearly as much as I love you, pretty.”
After two more songs, she caught him passing the keys to the jeep they had come to town in over to Dougie, who pocketed them and gave him a wink.
“Can I give you your present now?”
“My- what? You did so much today, that was my present wasn’t it?”
“It was, but I have one more thing for you.”
“Everett!”
“So?”
“Yes,” she conceded with a smile. “But I’m telling you now, it’s too much,”
“Come with me.” He grinned, taking her hand and leading her towards the back of the pub, away from their friends and the crowd, towards the stairs that led upstairs to the rooms.
Letting her go first, she climbed the stairs carefully, waiting for him to join her and explain what they were doing up there. Turning, she caught his gaze as he joined her at the top of the stairs, pulling a key from his breast pocket and moving to one of the doors.
“Are we… did you?”
“Are we staying here? Yes we are.”
“Are you crazy! You spent more than enough money on me today!”
“Would you stop, please, and let me spoil you just a little bit?” He opened the door and ushered her in ahead of him before he closed it behind them, locking it so they wouldn’t be interrupted.
“This is way more than spoiling me, Everett!”
“Just you wait till the war is over and we get home, then we’ll see about really spoiling you.”
“That’s my purse,” she spotted her bag sitting on the small desk in the corner. “And your jacket.”
“Very good,” he teased. “You’d make a great spy.”
“Olive and Doug…”
“Yes, now, get comfy, because we have the whole night to ourselves, and if it’s not too much to ask, I’d like to spend it curled up with you.”
“Oh, that is not too much to ask at all, Major.”
And so they found themselves under the patchwork blanket that covered the double bed, the mattress just soft enough that it was like sleeping on a cloud compared to what Thorpe Abbotts was passing off as mattresses. The window was cracked, letting in just the right amount of a breeze, and the small lamp on the night table was the only light in the room. Their soft breaths were the only sound that filled the gaps between light conversation. Just two people wrapped in each other's arms with the promise of the future, and a birthday wish that Val hoped would come true.
“Your present is still waiting to be unwrapped.”
“Don’t need it.”
“But…”
“Tomorrow…” she murmured happily, face pressed against his chest, the soft smattering of hair just under her cheek. “Right now, I’ve got everything I need right here in this bed.”
“Okay baby, if that’s what you want.”
Just as she was beginning to doze, sleep tugging at her gently, Val couldn’t help the contented sigh that passed from her lips, shuffling down under the blankets and holding on to Everett just a little bit tighter.
“So much better than the dog…”
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tophats-tea · 3 months ago
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drawing fanart everyday for Danganronpa: A New Generation until the First Episode comes out
Day 258: Harrison’s Birthday!!
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Check out the fangan!
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comphyjost · 1 year ago
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happy birthday to the best defenseman alive!!!!
october 30th, 1998
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rosiebarbie3125679 · 1 month ago
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NGƯỜI MANG TRÁI TIM TỔN THƯƠNG ĐÃ HỌC CÁCH YÊU THƯƠNG BẢN THÂN MÌNH NHƯ THẾ NÀO?
Bạn biết không? Một trong những điều mà mình đã từng âm thầm “đối xử tệ” với bản thân đó chính là “né tránh”, mình muốn chạy trốn khỏi hoàn cảnh, con người, như thể đó là cách duy nhất để mọi đau khổ không thể chạm tới. Nhưng thực tế thì đau khổ cũng chỉ như mọi loại cảm xúc khác, nó đến rồi sẽ đi. Mình không thể thay đổi quy luật, nhưng mình vẫn không dám đối diện với cảm xúc ấy, khi khổ đau qua đi chưa lâu lại chực chờ quay lại như những làn sóng gập ghềnh, tưởng đi xa nhưng lại tiến gần hơn.
Đó là hệ lụy của việc không hiểu bản thân khiến mình mang theo vô vàn nỗi đau từ quá khứ vào trong hiện tại và tương lai rồi vô tình lặp lại những vòng luẩn quẩn của tổn thương không đáng có. Trên hành trình thấu hiểu bản thân, đã có lúc mình suy kiệt và phải nhờ sự hỗ trợ từ chuyên gia tham vấn, trị liệu tâm lý để giúp mình tự đối diện và trả lời bản thân. Mình nhận ra chỉ khi thật sự quay về đối diện và chữa lành chính mình thì mới có thể chạm được đến sự cân bằng trong thân-tâm-trí. Khi đó mình không còn bị chi phối bởi những bất ổn nội tâm, không còn bị tác nhân bên ngoài “thao túng tâm lý”. Càng không muốn thay đổi ai đó hay ép ai đó thay đổi vì mình mà đơn giản chỉ là “Tự thay đổi cách mình đối xử với chính mình”. Nhờ đó cuộc sống của mình cứ thế tốt hơn qua mỗi ngày.
Vậy yêu thương bản thân có khó không? Đối với mình điều đó không khó mà cũng không dễ. Chỉ khó khi bạn chưa hiểu bản thân mình muốn gì. Những ai chưa hiểu được chính mình cũng đừng quá bối rối, điều gì cần đến nhất định sẽ đến dù sớm hay muộn, hãy chủ động phát triển bản thân thông qua học tập, rèn luyện để bản thân mình có cơ hội hiểu chính mình sớm hơn nhé!
Nhắn gửi đến cô bạn tốt Rosie Barbie:
- Này cậu, thật cảm động khi những năm tháng qua cậu đã mạnh mẽ đến nhường nào, 22 năm qua cậu đã luôn đấu tranh nội tâm để được sống là chính mình, theo đuổi những thứ cậu muốn bằng chính những nỗ lực của cậu. Tớ rất vinh dự được làm bạn với cậu, cậu đừng chỉ sống vì quá khứ, hãy sống vì hiện tại, vì con đường phía trước. Khó khăn nhất đã qua rồi, không còn chuyện gì khó khăn hơn chuyện đó cả. Cậu xứng đáng được yêu thương, được trân trọng, và được sống cuộc đời mà cậu mơ ước.
Cuối cùng, thật mừng cho bản thân đã đi qua 22 năm tuổi đầy dấu ấn sâu sắc. Cầu chúc cho bản thân bước sang tuổi 23 trí tuệ dồi dào, nội lực mạnh mẽ, quyết liệt trong kế hoạch và dám sai để sửa. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY 03/12/2002-03/12/2024”
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nicoscheer · 10 months ago
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Happy Birthday to our beloved Turtle Miles Kane
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Keep on rocking and smiling like only you do
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rosyprayer · 2 months ago
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🧁 ⊹ ˚‧。* ⊹ 🩰
♡ ˚ ⊹ *。‧˚ʚ 👑 ɞ˚‧。* ⊹ ˚ ♡
🤍 ⊹ ˚‧。* ⊹ 🧸
♡ ˚ ⊹ *。‧˚ʚ 🎀 ɞ˚‧。* ⊹ ˚ ♡
HAPPY SQUEALING !!!
Yay !! I am officially a birthday princess !! Happy Birthday to me hehe ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ♡
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maybe-a-dinosaur · 11 months ago
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happy birthday matsukawa isseiiiiiii no cake today just a cinnamon roll with a candle in it but hiro forgot to buy them so it’s a half melted green 3 shaped candle from who knows how long ago and issei smiles so big they share it in bed then complain blithely about crumbs and sticky fingers and wax stuck in their teeth. issei says anything today hiro responds “okay old man”. it’s overcast but in a brightly lit way that means it’ll clear up for a nice sunset that neither of them will bother to see bc birthdays are for more important things like finding money in jackets pockets. issei birthday is never a big affair but is always comfortable his mom sends him new slippers he answers the phone lots of times he and hiro eat takeout on the couch and facetime tooru and hajime big smiles and he doesn’t fall asleep till after midnight.
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