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     ↳ how they would celebrate your birthday with you

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↳ language???

[notes]
↳ happy birthday. this one is unedited and messy but i hope you get the idea hehe... apologize for the others being short. 

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dream

• he posts a picture of you innocently lounging on a recliner whilst reading one of your favorite books. it was a stolen shot, you were completely unaware of the camera because you were so immersed in the reading. 

• "happy birthday to the smartest person i know. you already know the things i want to say because i would always tell you. we love you! 💖" that was the caption.

• wants to buy you everything that you want but you insist that you didn't want to and that his company and presence is enough.

• in which he sobs a bit at your sweet words. "what did i do to deserve you?"

• "hey, i was supposed to be the one crying on my birthday!" you jabbed at him, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him closer. "and i think the real question is: what did i do to deserve such a perfect boyfriend?"

• "you know i'm not perfect," he mumbles. he sways the two of you around the living room. it was peaceful, serene, quiet.

• you pulled him down so that your lips were centimeters away from each other. "you're perfect to me."

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quackity

• "happy birthday y/n! i still love you even if you're 95 years old 🥰🥰🥰" and proceeds to attach a picture of you aged up horrendously through an editing app.  

• drives you around and takes you to your favorite places. 

• he always makes a surprise every year for your birthday, even when you were friends at the time, and each time is better than the last.

• and each passing year, you grew to love him more and more.

• after an hour of driving, you and alex found the perfect place for a small picnic. you laid down the blanket and he took out the food and drinks.

• two bottles of beer, a container of tres leches stuffed into it, and fruits and other snacks.

• it was just a chill time, alex was leaning on his shoulder, his elbow propped on the ground as his legs laid spread. you were sitting up with your legs crossed.

• "try this one," he says before handing you a random candy that you haven't tried before. "that's my favorite one to get from a piñata back home."

• "mm!" you hummed in surprise. "shweet!" you tried to say sweet but it came out muffled.

• after a few more minutes, alex sat up and reached for the candles in the basket. he lit it up with a match and placed it on the tres leches. "happy birthday to you," he sang, making you smile so wide. you placed a hand on your heart as he continue to sing.

• "happy birthday, dear y/nnn, happy birthday to you!"

• you closed your eyes momentarily, your hands clasped together before opening your eyes again and blowing.

• "what did you wish for?" alex asked after settling the cake down and digging in.

• "if i tell you, it wouldn't come true!" you told him, making him scoff playfully.

• as you watched him eat the cake wistfully, you kept to yourself the fact that you didn't wish for anything, because it had already come true, and he is right in front of you.

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sapnap

• posts a simple yet fun selfie of him and you. he was smiling widely as he holds the camera up while you were behind him, holding a 2-tier cake, smiling as wide as him. "Y/N BIRTHDAY LETS GOOOO!!!"

• sapnap replies to his own post with, "you steal all my food but i love you i guess 🙄"

• his energy is unmatched and it's not even his birthday. he screams a lot. 

• you decided to do karaoke with sapnap. he crushed every song, as well as crushed his voice from shouting the lyrics so loudly. 

• he attempted to serenade you, standing afar while you still sat. he holds the mic close to his chest as he sings passionately to you. meanwhile, you were trying not to laugh uncontrollably. 

• you managed to record him singing to abba's dancing queen and posted it on twitter. "YOU CAN DANCEEEEE, YOU cAN JIVEEEEEEEEEEE"

• eventually the energy dissipated for a bit, simply chilling with the remaining food and drinks. your cat purred against sapnap's leg and he picked it up, cradling it against his shirt. 

• when you got to call your family, they could hear sapnap playing with your cat in the background, treating it like a baby. and when you called him to get to speak with them, sapnap animatedly greeted them with a big smile, squeezing himself beside you so he can appear inside the frame. 

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george

• "Happy Birthday, @Y/n. 🙂❤"

• at least there's a heart..?

• he posts random pictures at different time intervals of the day, many without captions. your fans would get very confused and amused at the same time

• meanwhile, you were basically wrestling with him. "it's my birthday and i say, you should not post that picture!"

• "i don't care if it's your birthday!" george had the height advantage but you have the drive of an adrenaline junkie. you just don't want him to post the candid picture of you in the middle of a sneeze. it's a little too embarrassing.

• "george! don't post it! please!"

• he scurries away from you and posted it but deleted it a second after. it wouldn't even matter anyway since he has a million followers and most of them always had their eyes on him and each of his every move. no doubt someone already took a screenshot of it and shared it with their friends.

• but instead of sulking after the realization that your sneezing face is out on the internet now, you get your phone and scroll past pictures in your gallery, searching for the one image you were hoping to find.

• george looks at you suspiciously before trying to glance towards your screen, but you were faster, shielding it away from him and scooting away. he tries to paw your hand closer but you keep pulling away.

• he receives a notification, a tweet from you. opening it, his face was horrified.

• it was a wholesome picture of george sleeping beside you with his arms wrapped around your torso. it was focused on george and how he was sleeping so soundly.

• his reputation of avoiding physical contact with other people at all costs was ruined. "DELETE IT!" he screamed at you, his british accent resonating.

• he attempted to snatch your phone but you were quick and pulled it away. "i already deleted it, dumbass."

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karl
• "happy birthday, y/n! i'm always going to be here for you. couldn't ask for a better partner! love u!"

• that was for his main.

• for his private account, he has 3 tweets in a thread to express his immense love for you. it was full of sweet words upon sweet words that you were sure you were about to have a toothache from the sweetness.

• in which you rewarded him with multiple kisses across his face.

• he giggles, feeling ticklish, before grabbing your wrists. "we're gonna go somewhere."

• "where?"

• lists of the plans for the entire day. he wanted to take you to an amusement park he found and he was flexing that he "actually made them build the park exactly for your birthday. all just for you! can you believe that?"

• you happily got dressed and headed out with karl and he drives off.

• but the whole trip was almost a nightmare. sure, the first few minutes were of the two of you screaming the lyrics of a high school musical song on your aux, but you didn't know that the traffic would be horrible (just pretend that it is. never even been there before lol!)

• you were already late but when the two of you got there, out of your car, it started raining and the park was forced to temporarily close. 

• "dammit, this sucks." karl glowered beside you. the two of you took shelter in one of the closed store that has a curved roof in its terraces.

• you hugged yourself, karl being upset made you frown. it's your birthday and he's sad? that shouldn't be allowed.

• so you braced yourself before daring to run out of the dry land into the other side, the rain evidently soaking you.

• "what the heck are you doing?!" karl shouted over the rain, but a smile was growing.

• "i'm having fun!" you even did a twirl, drops of rain spraying as you did so. "on my birthday!"

• he laughed at you, watching you in both adoration and amusement. his smile was contagious, so a smile also appeared.

• of course, you're not going to have fun all by yourself. you began strutting towards karl, him getting the hint as he immediately backed himself up against the wall of the store.

• but you were adamant about it, slowly stalking as you wiggle your fingers in a menacing way.

• "no, wait. y/n-" karl pretended to be afraid.

• "you have nowhere else to go, Karl!" you threatened jokingly. it all became too fast, karl had wanted to slip out of your grasp but you were too quick, swiftly engulfing him into a tight embrace, your wet clothes seeping into his.

• "no!" karl wailed in defeat, but he hugged you back nonetheless. he's quite a sucker for hugs, albeit you being literally drenched.

• holding his hand, the two of you ventured out and finally welcomed the rain. who the hell cares about your clothes getting splashed with mud from karl kicking a big puddle towards you. and who cares if karl eventually gets wet socks from dipping his expensive shoes into a hole of rainwater?

• no one because it's just and karl against the world.

• maybe the cold that soon hit eventually after.

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tommy, tubbo, ranboo

• casually breaks into the apartment you were staying in while you were still sleeping

• you regret entrusting ranboo your second key

• tommy got the idea of filling your entire apartment with balloons. you have a separate bedroom, the room you were sleeping in currently, so the three started on the living room.

• how they managed to not wake you up, you didn't know, but you must've been a heavy sleeper.

• they even did a stream. they used your laptop for it.

• "tubs, what's y/n's password?"

• "hell if i know! ask ranboo."

• "i have no idea what her password is, sorry."

• tommy had to click the 'forgot password?' and the computer asked when your birthday was. the three stared at the query before ranboo burst out in small chuckles.

• "wait, her birthday?" tubbo asked to no one in particular.

• tommy resisted the urge to slap the back of tubbo's head. "when's her birthday?" he already knew the answer, but he wanted to test tubbo's IQ.

• "wait, give me a second." tubbo nervously laughed, feeling cornered. ranboo was giggling under his mask. "i know it! i know the month, just not the date!"

• "tubbo, why did we even come here in the first place?" ranboo asked, pulling out the first batch of balloons and three air pumps.

• "to surprise y/n for her birthday!" tubbo said as if it was obvious. only then did the realization dawn on him when tommy wheezed, laughing out loud. "oh..."

• tommy was laughing so hard until ranboo had to shush him. "shh! she might wake up."

• the three of them streamed from your account. they had to keep quiet and to make things faster and easier, they just have to make smaller balloons.

• they entertained questions from chat until it was an hour in and the living room floor was filled with balloons until there wasn't any space to step into.

• the three decided to just stream the surprise itself.

• ranboo texted you that he wanted to take you out for your birthday and have lunch as friends. trying to not put you in a vulnerable state because that would have you come out of the room to get ready, ranboo followed up with a suspicious yet not suspicious text; "nvm i already have the lunch and i can get it to you. can i come into your room?"

• since you practically treat each other as close siblings, you replied with your confirmation. you must've had thick walls since you couldn't seem to hear the shushes from the living room, but you can blame it on the fact that you were literally half-asleep, half-awake.

• ranboo stood up from the couch and tubbo and tommy watched him as he marched towards your bedroom door. knocking once, then twice before they heard your voice, "come in."

• ranboo glances at the two first, as if it was a signal. tommy nodded back and ushered tubbo to hide. tommy hid behind the arm of the couch while tubbo took covers behind the curtains.

• there was slightly talking until the volume increased. "what? what are you talking about?"
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• "you'll see y/n, it will be LIKE A PARTY." it was the code word for opening the door. he said it rather loudly for the two to hear.

• you were still rubbing your eyes lazily when you opened the door and tommy and tubbo jumped out of their hiding. "SURPRISE!" "SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!"

• "YEAH! i helped too!" it was tommy, tubbo, and ranboo in respective order.

• "OH MY GOD!" you exclaimed. good thing the laptop was placed on your coffee table so they would only see the couch and none of you were in the frame. the chat could only hear the screams and now they're badly wishing to be part of it. "YOU GUYS?!!!"

• "YEAHHH now we have to pop each and every one of them balloons!" tubbo cheered. "tommy actually hid a thousand pounds in one of these and if you find one within the next 10 minutes you win!" he practically rambled.

• "what the fuck?!"

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