#happy birthday to me indeed

[mcnuggyy]

EEP!!! Omg a reskinning of KOB on the new season of d20 while I’M coincidentally working on my own reskinning of KOB to play w my friends!! WOAGH!!! <333 peace and love on planet earth

[mjj-nostalgia]

You better believe I jumped on this restock cause I missed it last time!! Happy Birthday to me LOL

[somnambulists-symposium]

i’m literally always saying this

[h4unt3d-h34dsh0p]

im notoriously hard to draw blood from and it took 4 tries today. had to stop myself from drooling when the nurse blew a vein in my hand.

[mtreebeardiles]

So okay a lot of the books I bought yesterday are ones I’ve already read because I own digital copies of them — but I noticed these editions had new material in them

So I was curious, having read all of Alexis Hall’s The Spires series, why Waiting for the Flood seemed… bigger than i thought it would be. I distinctly remembered it being the shortest out of the series, and even with bonus material it didn’t seem like it should be such a chunk of book

And that’s because it isn’t. Waiting IS as short as I remembered. This edition just has ANOTHER WHOLE ASS BOOK in it and it’s so fucking good I could cry

So if you like Hall’s work, and want more of The Spires, give ‘Chasing the Light’ a whirl.

[mrfeenysmustache]

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND I HAD TO PUT MY PHONE FACE DOWN AND CLOSE MY EYES AND SIT REALLY STILL SO I DIDNT SCREAM AND BREAK ALL MY WINDOWS 😫😫😫😫

Oh my GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love them so much 😫😫😫 look at them. Look at my babies. They look so good 😫😫😫😫

Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!! I’m in awe 😫😫😫😫

Oh FEEEEENNNNNYYYYYYY

Happy birthday 😁

(This hasn’t happened in [Cross the Tracks] but I CAN DREAM )

@mrfeenysmustache

[nocreativityfornames]

Barbatos: *opening his birthday presents*

And this one is... *frowns* a toy...?

MC: *finger guns* ✨ A Barbie for a Barbie ✨

Everyone else: *awkward silence*

MC: Also, she's a cook...!

Everyone else: ......

MC: *looks around* Really, no laughs?? You guys have no sense of humor...!

Lucifer: *facepalms* Barbatos, I apologize for them-

Barbatos: *amused chuckle* No, there's no need for that. I actually like the gift, after all, I can't say I've ever gotten a "Barbie" for a present before...

MC: Hah, see?! Take that, bird demon man!

Lucifer: ???

MC: Anyway, happy birthday, Barb! 😊

Barbatos: *chuckle* Thank you, MC.

Solomon: *leaning in* I actually liked that joke, by the way. It was very creative.

MC: You're the real one, Sol.

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Happy wednesday birthday Tails, this one exist thanks to you @emerald-antssss :D

^that one post of mine saying acoustic guitar is Tails' comfort sound

[1,655 words]

———

He stared up at the stars. Normally the sight of them would bring comfort, a feeling of freedom, and remembrance of simpler times, but now he all but glared at them with tired eyes and annoyance in mind.

It's been days since he managed to keep his eyes closed for the whole night, or even once he did, he woke up for seemingly no reason.

Something was keeping Tails from resting properly which only made him more irritated, which, made it hard to fall asleep in the first place because his head would just not shut up and rest and instead tried to figure out what was bugging him so much.

It's not that he wasn't tired, far from it. That was the biggest problem, in fact.

If he's tired on his travels he risks dropping his guard which could get him hurt or worse. When he's not thinking clearly talking to other people is a hassle that could lead to a pointless misunderstanding or two, or again, something worse. But the absolute worst of all, when he's tired he's easily irritated by everything which makes sleeping in the first place a problem.

Eventually, he managed to narrow things down to some form of anxiety, but that brought him around to not knowing the source of that anxiety which is pretty much net-zero information.

He had plenty of food and water, shelter was suitable, forecast was clear and he wasn't that far away from civilization if he really got himself into trouble. The Tornado was still in perfect shape and Miles Electric along with his communicator functioned as they should. Nothing was broken, nothing was missing nothing dreadful was waiting for him tomorrow, there was nothing to be anxious about!

Well. Something was missing, or rather someone, but that was dumb. The whole purpose of going off on his own was to stop thinking about Sonic at every turn he ran into an issue with himself. This whole trip around the world was to show he can handle himself, that he's big and skilled enough, that he doesn't need to rely on anyone. And yet here he was, scared to sleep because his big brother wasn't with him.

It made no sense either, before this Sonic disappeared for months at a time doing his own thing, and he didn't feel anxiety then, why was his head actively sabotaging him now.

Tails groaned with all the might of an annoyed, tired, (almost) adolescent fox and sat up.

He glared at the end of his sleeping bag as if it personally wronged him.

Not that he was already at his wit's end but there was always an abundance of irrational thoughts after multiple allnighters (this time he didn't go through them willingly though, and there was no annoyingly dotting hedgehog who would usher him out of his workspace and to his bed.)

Tails pressed the bridge of his nose, as if that would help push the whiny thoughts away (it didn't), and he forced out another groan.

The least he could do was to check if Sonic was alive. Even if he knew for certain he was, the fox mused, perhaps that would be enough to at least mute the storm brewing in his gut for the past two weeks.

Grabbing his communicator, Tails opened the contacts, no need to scroll, the one he was looking for sat at the very top and doubled an emergency dial.

A quick check of Sonic's profile showed all his vitals active and, strangely calm. So the hedgehog was most likely napping somewhere.

Best not to disturb him then.

But to no one's surprise, seeing some colorful numbers next to the hedgehog's name did nothing to help.

He kept his eyes on the repeating heart rate graphic and yawned.

They made an agreement he would be called only in the case of a pressing world-ending issue, so he should be glad and happy his brother was mostly radio silent from his end.

Of course there was the weekly "Hey you still breathing?" message from each of his friends that Tails either replied to with a dry "yes" or a thumbs-up emoji.

And while Tails was glad Sonic was respecting his wishes, not having someone by him physically to tell him his self-deprecating thoughts are being stupid, he falls for them.

Sonic was just fine without him, and he should be too.

He's not a helpless child anymore– he's eleven for crying out loud, he should know better!

He should be able to fall asleep without issue while knowing a sudden gust of wind and a cheer signaling the return of his brother with a dozen chili dogs and nightly presence over a campfire they shared will not come.

Tails shouldn't need that anymore.

He shouldn't be lingering over the blue-coded contact the way he does.

Of course, it could all be blamed on his sleepiness, which in turn was the result of his childishness, which...

This time it was the communicator that recieved a glare.

It wasn't its fault really, it was fault of no one but himself.

He could wait until complete exhaustion got him of course, because one way or another his body will eventually force him to sleep. But the last thing he needed was to collapse in a less than ideal situation and put his life in danger.

Tails gave a shaky exhale, already regretting his choice yet to come as he pressed the dial-up.

Sonic always picks up on the second ring so if he doesn't, he'll just hang up and say it was an accident–

"Heya buddy! Everything all right?"

Nevermind then.

Tails cursed his weakened state of mind that caused him to falter this much, but there was nothing to be done about it now.

"H-hey." The fox croaked, way more strained than he wished to sound. The shift in Sonic's attitude was felt even despite the most likely continental gap between them.

"Yeah, I'm just..." he's just what? Sorry for being a failure and annoying Sonic after telling everyone to leave him be? Angry at himself for failing the only promise of being big enough to take care of himself? Exasperated over the fact his head just won't shut up "I'm sorry, I probably woke you up, I shouldn't have called-"

"No, I've been wide awake and doing nothing don't hang up!"

Sonic urged, worry spiking his tone in a way only Tails could discern. But the openness to just talking wouldn't be lost on anyone that has ever had a conversation.

"Where you at now big guy?"

Just off the communicator's mike he caught a strangely familiar, rhythmic tap of fingers against wood as they sat in silence because the little worm of possibility that Sonic was missing just a bit didn't allow him to talk.

Overplayed on top of that, was him finally recognizing the the sound Tails perked up.

"Are you, playing the guitar?"

Sonic gave a weak chuckle and equally quiet "Yeah." as if he was shy about getting caught over something so benign.

Tails opted to ignore the previous question since he didn't know properly either and focused on the guitar instead.

It's been, quite a while since Tails heard his brother play anything on it. After he received a stable roof over his head and their lives became far more complicated, there was less time and need for it at the end of the day.

Hearing Sonic play, and grow more skillful over the years, has always and without fail managed to soothe the fox, no matter the trouble or environment they faced prior.

But the hassle of having to carry around a whole ass instrument unsuited for those drastic environments that was pretty much as big as him wasn't lost on him. He can't deny Sonic obviously enjoyed playing the guitar, but he knows there's a lot of things the hedgehog did just for Tails' sake and nothing else.

Tails thought he stopped playing altogether after some time, but it seems he was wrong.

(He also thought he didn't need his big brother for comfort but he was gravely wrong about that as well.)

"Could you, could you play me something?" Tails asked so meekly he wanted to punch himself, he doubted it was possible to make himself more of a baby than he already was. He just wanted to sleep already.

Sonic's smile radiated at him even without a visual feed and a crunchy sound of rapidly plucked strings rang from the comunicator.

"Sure thing, got anything particular in mind?"

"Not really I just, I want to hear you play."

The "say no more." went unsaid as Sonic picked out a random melody and went with the flow.

That was until some parts gave Tails deja vu so strong he could swear he heard this song a thousand times already. No need to fight against it, he decided.

If anything, it did return him in time, to simpler times, when it was just him and Sonic and the campfire and the stars with a new day so far ahead he found himself not caring about what it might bring for the first time in his short life.

Even the communicator's less than suitable microphone didn't do the music any justice and picked up every third tone Sonic played, Tails didn't care. He knew this melody by heart, he realized, the gaps filled out by themselves.

It was less about wanting to hear music, than who was playing it. And well ok, maybe there wasn't anything bad about wanting to hear from his brother once in a blue moon.

Tails laid back down, closing his eyes.

Finally free from the unexplainable tension or the impending feeling of having needing to wake up again as soon as possible, It almost felt as if Sonic was right there by him, and he finally slept easy with that notion.

[thesimpsbasement]

"So today's your birthday? Good for you" He says nonchalantly. Meanwhile, you find yourself dumbfounded.

"Please don't tell me that's it" You say as you stare at him almost with pleading eyes.

"My the herbivore sure is greedy. Do you want me to sing you a song or what?" He asks sarcastically, but he immediately regrets his words when he looks at your face...puppy eyes. "Oi, what's that look for?" He grumbles,not pleased with what might come out of your mouth. "Please sing me happy birthday." You plea.Do you get a kick out of his suffering or what? "I'm not singing you happy bi-" before he could finish his sentence, you glare at him. "Leona Kingscholar, you will sing me happy birthday, and that's final." You order. Aherbivore ordering around a prince? Seriously, who do you think you are, but all he does is sigh as he grumbles something incoherent.

"...Happy birthday to youuuu" He begins with the most monotone voice.

"Happy birthday to yoouu"

"Happy birthday dear ____"

"Happy birthday to youuuu"

He ends his little song,ears flatten as he feels embarrassment from head to toe.

"See, wasn't so hard now, was it? Thank you,you're the best!" You say as you peck his lips.

Before you could fully pull away ,Leona cups your cheeks,keeping you in place.

"Seems like our herbivore is a bit forgetful,I haven't given you your present yet" He says,sly smirk on his face.

"Wait so that song wasn't a gift?" You ask,trying to hold back laughter as Leona glares at you.

"You offend me,maybe I shouldn't give you that present" He scoffs

"You're mean" you pout making him chuckle.

"I'm kidding of course, come here" He says before pulling you in a kiss, one of his hands moving from your cheek to the back of your head to pull you in deeper in the kiss. Eventually you pull away,leaving you breathless.

Leona smirks as you catch your breath.

"Happy Birthday ____" He says before quickly pulling you in another kiss.

[mrfeenysmustache]

Oh my god PLEASE she is the drama SHE IS THE DRAMA!!!! 😫😫🤣🤣🤣🤣

This is adorable. I LOVE her purposely getting on his nerves. They’re so perfect 😫😫😫

Reason #404 why you don't make out with your girlfriend in a tree over water.

Happy Birthday @mrfeenysmustache! I hope you have a fantastic day!

[stars-inthe-sky]

[plainxte]

Happy birthday Outsider - but just how can it have been three years already? 😳

[obiscribbles]

Birthday Week! - October 2023 'Down To Earth' - Peter Gabriel, Soweto Gospel Choir Spotify / YouTube

My birthday is this week soooooooo we all get to enjoy my afab Obi-Wan :3

Enjoy!

View a week early on my Patreon!

[sloanesallow]

Thank you who to whoever submitted this 😭

I want to hype @sloanesallow for their absolutely fantastic fics. Sloane has become one of those canon MCs to me, and Magic, Madness, Heaven, Sin lives in my head rent free 😊

Big love to @sloanesallow for their fics ✨ Read Magic, Madness, Heaven, Sin on Ao3 👇

[monpetithl]

happy 29th birthday little moon 🌙🤍

[dinosaurwithablog]

Happy Birthday my friend. 🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂😘

Thank you so much!! Great timing, as I was just liking one of your posts when I was notified that you had sent me birthday wishes. I'm having a great day!! Your message made it even better!! Thanks for that. Have a great day for my birthday, please. That'll make me even happier. 😁😍🤗🥰 Thanks again, my friend 🧡