It's officially midnight here! Happy birthday to my favourite unhinged sons ♥

@horonomi sent: "Happy birthday, Mihawk" Perona flies up to place a kiss along his cheek, leaving behind a glossy red kiss mark. "I made you breakfast, with mimosas!" She knows it's not quite wine, but she's hoping she will accept it along with the carefully crafted omlette and pancake art in the shape of yoru.

Normally, he was the one to get out of bed first, having a very set morning routine he liked to maintain, though coming downstairs and finding the table all set with breakfast was such a lovely surprise. A soft, genuine smile showed on his face as Perona floated over to give him a kiss on the cheek along with wishing him a happy birthday, part of him pretty glad that the mark left from her kiss conveniently covered the softest of all blushes showing on his pale face.

❝ Thank you so much for this, Perona. It's really sweet. ❞ And the mimosas were a pretty good way of starting off the day. Taking a few steps closer to the table, he only then noticed the pancake art that was very clearly supposed to resemble Yoru. ❝ A yoru shaped pancake? You really went above and beyond for this! ❞

@healingbrews sent:

"Happy Birthday, Mihawk-san," Hinoka chirps presenting the swordsman with a small array of gifts: A bottle of wine, a whetstone for his blade, and even a new book. She'd managed to spy what he'd been reading and purchased something similar when they'd last made port.

She gives him a smile with flushed cheeks.

"I do hope you enjoy them."

Hinoka did know him too well at that point, even despite their little ups and downs every now and then. They were still in the process of figuring it all out, the thing between them, though the present alone warranted a warm embrace and a kiss on the cheek, which was exactly what the swordsman did. He moved closer to her, arms wrapped around her for a hug, head bending down to place a soft kiss to her cheek.

❝ These are really lovely gifts. ❞ All to the last to his liking, too. ❝ Thank you so much, Hinoka. ❞

ㅤ⠀❝Buon compleanno, Dracule.❞

ㅤ⠀Only to Mihawk, however. Shanks gets nothing from Crocodile.

❝ Grazie, Elio, ❞ he said as he shoved Shanks to the side, relishing in the fact that the spotlight was all his.

"Happy Birthday, Darlings" from Rouge and Shakky

❝ Thank you, ❞ Mihawk said with a small smile, hugging his mother close while watching Shanks make a beeline for Rouge to give her a hug as well.

❝ Thanks! ❞ Shanks grinned, practically gluing himself to Rouge.

@ikkaku-of-heart sent: "Rumor has it that it's your birthday, and I'm a gal who considers those worth celebrating. So, here's a little something for you," Ikkaku said, handing Mihawk a medium-sized box. Inside was a set of tools perfect for wine; a foil cutter, an electric wine bottle opener, reusable stoppers, and a wine aerator. "Made them myself. You're allegedly a guy who likes wine, so I figure you could put these to good use. Let me know if there's anything you think needs tweaking in the design or if there's another tool you think needs to be made - I'm always looking for new projects. Anyway, happy birthday."

They were barely even acquaintances, having only ever talked a handful of times, and yet Ikkaku had not only made sure to remember it was his birthday, but she got him a present. Not even got him as in bought it, she made it. The swordsman, quite literally, was at a loss of words. He never expected anybody to go such lengths for him, for a day that only happened once a year. He took the box from her, carefully unwrapping it, its contents making him almost tear up a little.

❝ You made these? For me? ❞ It was as if he didn't believe it, as if the answer wasn't very evidently in front of him, even given in a verbal explanation, too. People never did things this nice for him. ❝ An opener, stoppers, a wine aerator? This is... incredible! Thank you so much. I hope you'll stay at least for a glass or two? We can test it all right away. And there's cake, too. ❞ Not a very big one, though he at least made himself a small one to celebrate at least that way.

( slips in birthday gifts for mihawk and shanks too! ) She never gives Mihawk any signs when she has something for him, just slips around him and winds an arm with his. "Hey," a simple small rectangular box offered with her free hand, "happy birthday," a quirk of a fond smile as she leans up to plant a kiss at the corner of his mouth. The little box has two beaded necklaces; one black and the other maroon. Clearly meant as alternatives to hold kogatana should the whim strike him. -- The unicorn finds Shanks where ever he might be, apparently having quite an uncanny ability to do such. A shiver of white and silver, the glow of her spiral horn drawing the eye. She bumps her snout to his cheek in greeting, then drops a something that had been held in her mouth for him to catch. It was a bracelet; woven from the moonlit strands of her mane and set with a series of red glass beads.

He'd grown so accustomed to Amalthea's presence and antiques that he wasn't even that surprised when she suddenly appeared out of nowhere, linking her arm to his and presenting him with a small present. That surprised him probably more than anything else, simply because he wasn't accustomed to getting presents on his birthday, or celebrating his birthday. Nobody really cared for it save for Shanks and Javier, and now Thea, which made this all the more special. The kiss even more so.

Mihawk gave her a warm smile before opening the box, carefully examining the necklaces gifted to him. They were different from what he'd usually pick, but they were also beautiful, and the use for both was quite obvious. ❝ Thank you, Thea. For the necklaces and for remembering. It really means a lot to me. ❞

The soft snout pressed against his cheek was what brought Shanks out from his thoughts. Another birthday was around the corner, another trip around the sun behind him. He had a feeling the crew was up to something to celebrate him entering his forties, so he made sure not to be around as to not spoil the surprise. The surprise, however, had other plans for him in the form of Amalthea's unicorn form.

The softest smile appeared on his face, hand held out when he noticed she carried something meant for him. As the small bracelet fell onto his palm, Shanks brought it up to take a better look, noting how the thread holding the red beads together resembled her mane --- that it was her mane. It was a bit of a struggle to put it on, but he eventually did, admiring it some more before gently leaning against Thea's neck with a smile. ❝ Now I always have a bit of you with me, don't I? Thank you. I really like it a lot. ❞

; from @chopchopclown (you follow me here rhea and u deal with the consequences happy birthda y here as well

Buggy is completely annoyed, looking shocked at the cake the convicts had made. For a moment, his anger talks a little louder than his fears as he slaps both of his fists on the table. “ 8—EIGHT! I HAAD ONLY EIGHT LAYERS ON MY BIRTHDAY ! AND YOU GET 10? WHOLE TEN? LAYERS????????? TEN LAYERS! IT'S SO UNFAIIIIIIR! ”

❝ Suck it up, clown. Clearly I'm their favourite. ❞ Said in such a tone that really left no space for arguing any further. The fact that he even had to justify getting a bigger cake than him in the first place, on his birthday no less --- Buggy's audacity apparently knew no bounds.

❝ You didn't even wish me a happy birthday. You should be ashamed of yourself. ❞

@chopchopclown

BIRTHDAY AASKK ~ “ Five days? I didn't even noticeeeed, ga ne. I just needed a few references…” It's not that things would turn upside-down without his presence there. However, not giving news about his whereabouts wasn't really planned. It wasn't possible with many marines around. He had to be discreet; play on skills from the past as a spy of baroque works to be able to achieve his little surprise plan. 

Galdino's clothes seem roughed up, a few scratches just like when he left impel down but nothing life threatening. From his bag he raises a glass globe attached to a wood base; inside there is a tiny replica of Kuraigana's castle on all its splendor and perfect details. A few shakes on it to showa red sparkles and little black bats flying around instead of the usual snow these globes usually had in them.

“ We all need things to help endure the homesickness, ga ne. Fu ha ha ha!  Like my photos! ” Galdino displayed a silly smile that was missing a tooth. Placing a hand over the chest, bowing—just to complain of pain. “ Tchh tchh tchh….C—Congratulations on your birthday, Sir Mihawk. That our voyage may accomplish all of our goals this next year! ”

Galdino's presence was noted almost immediately when the man had left to tend to some business, as Mihawk was told. While the timing was most unfavorable time right before his birthday. He had hoped that he'd at least have Galdino to celebrate that day with, and he still did hope that the man would return in a timely matter.

Lady Luck seemed to have been on his side as Galdino truly showed up right on time, the swordsman all but making a rather hasty beeline for him, stopping as he not only saw the present he was presented with, but also the state Galdino was in. Not wanting to be rude, Mihawk first focused on the present first, golden eyes watching the at first seemingly very ordinary snow globe he'd seen around Yule time --- except it was not.

Slender fingers reached for the globe, bringing it up to his eyes and gently shaking it. It was his castle on Kuraigana island, down to the T in detail, and the glitter was a red with little bats in it. The fact that he remembered the little detail of him being homesick and had this made was so incredibly thoughtful.

❝ Galdino, I... thank you. This is such a wonderful gift. ❞ One that would ease his pain of being away from his home. ❝ And you are absolutely hurt. What happened? ❞

@fractiscruentamorte sent: Shanks quietly had been sending various wines and snacks to Mihawk. He'd been trying to decide what to get him. So here he has as wrapped up in a bow with nothing else on waiting for Mihawk to find him on the sofa.

The fact that there was an assortment of wines and edible goods sent his way conveniently some days before his birthday wasn't lost on him. He also didn't know any other person save for Shanks who would do such a thing, whether to just annoy him a little while sending little tidbits of the present rather than send it as a whole or simply because he wanted to for no other real reason. Certainly it would all be left at that and Mihawk could focus on actually getting Red Hair his present.

Said present, now neatly wrapped and just waiting for one of the News Coo to arrive and deliver it, was almost dropped out of his hands the moment he stepped into his living room, finding Shanks there, massive red bow on him and nothing else. That man certainly had interesting ways in getting into his castle without him knowing.

❝ Happy birthday to you, too. I'm guessing you're my present? ❞

Lola smiled when she saw the two men together, "Hey Shanks! Mihawk! Happy birthdays!"

Lola presented the cake she had personally prepared

"I made this for you both, I hope you like it. I also brought some vintage merlot to wash it down."

It wasn't often Shanks and Mihawk got together anymore, despite Red Hair insisting on it whenever possible. Their shared birthday, however, was an exception to that rule, even if Mihawk wasn't really one to celebrate it, at least not his own. Shanks', however, was a whole other story. The man was officially entering his forties, which was reason enough for the swordsman to show up.

The party was well underway when Lola appeared, much to the surprise of both of them.

❝ Lola!, ❞ Red Hair exclaimed, struggling to get up from his seat for a little bit before managing to do so, albeit with Mihawk's help, and moving to wrap an arm around her. ❝ Thanks so much! Cake and wine? You hit both are tastes just right. ❞

❝ A vintage Merlot at that, ❞ Mihawk pointed out as he joined them. ❝ It's very much appreciated, thank you. ❞