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fy-kibaem · 1 year

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「230408」 bumkeyk happy birthday to my best friend ❤️ love you sending all my love to you !

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mydearzero · 9 months

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bday sex w/ spencer?

thanks for the request! ♡♡

Hunger | Spencer Reid x Reader

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18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: Penelope has decided enough is enough and throws Spencer a small birthday celebration. Your only duty was to pick up the cake. How could you have known the bakery would give you the wrong one? It's the first time you notice something off about Spencer. He has this look in his eyes you couldn't place, nor shake.

Contents: NO Y/N, fem!Reader, BAU!reader, co-workers, friends to lovers, smut, oral sex (f rec), fingering, unprotected sex, penetrative sex (p in v), creampie, fluffy really, If I missed any warnings please tell me!

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take a shot every time I say 'look'. This is also the second fic in a row where I mention he keeps his socks on during sex. idk why. he just seems the type, I suppose. it wasn't a conscious choice I made, it just happened - nik

"And you're picking up the cake, right?" Penelope's voice flooded through the speakers of your car. You chuckled at her frantic behaviour.

"Yes, Penelope. I'm on my way to Spencer's now. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it."

After Spencer hadn't properly celebrated his birthday several years in a row, she insisted on throwing him a small party. She'd dragged you along in her shenanigans.

Which is why there was currently a nondescript white box on the passenger seat of your car. You hadn't dared to open it, even to have a peek. Penelope would have your head if it spoiled in any way.

"Don't you dare drop it! I mean it!" She hung up after her empty threat.

You drove into the parking garage and got out of the car. You walked around and picked up the cake with the utmost care, placing it on the roof and closing the door. You held the cake with both hands and took it to the apartment building.

Penelope met you at the door, taking the box from your hands, putting it in the fridge and ushering you to 'Go sit somewhere and act normal!'

"Calm down, Garcia. Derek's keeping him until at least 19:30. You'll be fine," JJ interjected. You turned to her, sharing a knowing look. If there was anything to love about Penelope, and believe me, there was a lot, then it was her complete devotion and commitment to make her friends happy.

She got everything ready in the living room. Balloons, garlands, presents, the entire childhood dream. Derek gave Garcia a heads-up that they were bound to arrive any minute now.

You walked into the kitchen and got the cake out of the fridge. You grabbed some plates, forks and knives and took everything to the living room.

Spencer wasn't an idiot. He knew when Morgan was holding him hostage from his own apartment, his coworkers must've been planning something for his birthday.

"Oh, I wonder what we'll find when we open the door," Spencer's joking voice could be heard through the door. The sound of keys entering the lock brought a large smile to your face.

When he finally got to walk in the door, his suspicions were confirmed.

The duo joined everybody eagerly awaiting the birthday boy. Penelope looked like she could implode from the excitement. You were sure that if you had enhanced vision, you'd be able to see her vibrate on the spot.

"Surprise!"

Spencer was grinning from ear to ear. Derek clapped him on the back and guided him into the group.

Penelope sat Spencer on the grandpa chair she'd situated in the middle of the room, placing a party hat on his head. She'd insisted on them. Even Hotch could not look stoic and rigid with the polka-dotted cone placed on his head.

You walked from the commotion to go put the candles on the cake. You opened the candles, looked for the lighter and finally breached the seal on the white box holding the cake. The sight before you had you perplexed.

Happy Birthday Sexy!

Right. The hot pink cake with white frosting was most certainly not the one intended for Spencer. You let out an uneasy laugh and placed the candles anyway. Cake is cake, I guess.

And it's not wrong.

You lit the candles and walked over just as the others started belting their hearts out. Spencer cringed awkwardly like you're supposed to when people sing you Happy Birthday. You sought panicked eye contact with Penelope but to no avail. She was busy snapping pictures of the birthday boy from every angle.

Spencer locked eyes with you as you set the cake down in front of him. Derek barked a laugh, obviously the first one to notice the mishap. "Way to be bold, mama!"

Spencer gave him a confused glance before turning his eyes to the cake, mouth opening and closing a couple of times due to a loss of words.

"Well, they do say "Aging like fine wine' for a reason," Emily snorted.

"What!? That's not the right cake!" Penelope exclaimed, turning to you. You gave her an apologetic expression, shrugging your shoulders.

"They must've given me the wrong one at the bakery! I didn't want to mess it up, so I left the box closed. I'm sorry, Penelope. But hey, I'm sure it'll taste just fine."

You cut into the cake and dealt out the slices. You contemplated giving the slice reading just the word 'Sexy' to Spencer and gave in. It couldn't do any harm. You brought it to him with a crude attempt at a wink. The man of the hour turned red, if only slightly. He took the cake, thanked you and tentatively tasted the frosting, eyes lighting up in delight.

You swiped a finger through the frosting, putting it in your mouth and tasting it. You nearly had to stop yourself from wincing. My God, that's sweet. But Spencer seemed to love it, which was the crucial part.

You caught his gaze, finger still resting between your lips. Your heart skipped a beat as an unreadable expression on his face before he ironed it out with a smile, raising his plate in a toast. You raised yours back, but your heart wasn't in it. 'What the hell was that?' You wondered as you took a proper bite of the overly sweet cake.

Spencer's gaze had been on your face, his eyebrows furrowed in what seemed like worry. His mouth had been slightly agape. But it was his eyes that struck you. His pupils were dilated as they seemed to be filled with contemplation.

The expression stuck with you. It wasn't one you'd seen before, not from Spencer. You tried to come up with the right words to describe it throughout the party.

Emily handed you a drink, toasting to another year with Spencer.

Intrigued?

Penelope whispers in your ear, asking what you'd gotten Spencer as a present.

Calculating, maybe?

Rossi tells a life story, wishing Spencer a bright future with many similar experiences.

It was almost ambitious. Or eager, perhaps.

Whatever it was, it was burned into your brain. What made it so compelling was that Spencer clearly hadn't wanted you to see it, seeing how he schooled his expression the second he'd realized you were watching.

You nursed your drink as your coworkers started trickling out of the apartment one by one. You shamelessly watched Spencer as he was engrossed in an animated conversation with Penelope. Emily took a seat next to you, following your gaze to the enthusiastic duo.

She didn't have to speak a word. Years as colleagues and friends were bound to create an implicit form of communication. Add a bunch of profilers, and much went unspoken. You sighed and leaned against the cushions.

"I don't want to hear it, Prentiss."

She laughed fondly. "I'm just saying, I'm gonna be driving Penelope home soon. Just humour me and talk to him about it."

"There's nothing to talk about," you dismissed. You looked down at your drink, refusing to meet her eye.

"You really haven't been present at all tonight. What's got you in your head?" Emily put a hand on your shoulder.

"It's nothing to be worried about, Em. I'm just overthinking. He gave me this look earlier, and it's frustrating me that I can't figure out what it meant," you shrugged.

Emily looked contemplative. "He's been watching you, you know. Not just tonight. It's been a while since I've noticed, though he's really ramped it up."

"What do you mean?" You wondered genuinely.

"I don't know..." Emily started. "He just has this look on his face when he thinks nobody's watching. Believe me, you can ask JJ about it. She's seen it, too. We've talked about it."

"What kind of look?" You asked, curious if it could've been the same thing you spotted earlier tonight.

"I can't really describe it. I'd almost call it... Greed? Maybe? It's a bit off-putting if you ask me. It's only you, though." Emily shrugged, clearly holding back on her explanation. She seemingly weighed her options before continuing.

"You want to know what I think, profiler to profiler?" Emily finally broke. You urged her to continue.

"Objectively speaking, and only looking at the facts, I think it can only be described as hunger." The tone of her voice implied that it wasn't a silly implication she was making for the fun of it.

"Hunger?" You asked, glancing at Spencer from the corner of your eye.

"Yeah, hunger. And not the food kind."

You choked on your drink at the implication. "Are you out of your mind? We're at his house, Emily!" You whisper-shouted.

"Yeah, well, whether I tell you here or at the office, the jet, or any other place, the man looks at you like he's starved. You have desire, and then you have this. It's concerning, really."

Of all the things it could've been, hunger wouldn't have been your first guess. Emily sure picked a convoluted way of telling you he undressed you with his mind on the daily, according to her.

You panicked a little when Emily got up from the couch, asking Penelope if she was ready to go home. You glared daggers at her. Don't leave me here with him! Not after what you said.

You could make your exit now, but you'd seem too eager to 'have an out' if you went with them.

Spencer thanked Penelope generously for the party. He was genuinely appreciative of all the thought and effort put into it. You bid your goodbyes to the girls, and with that, you were alone with Spencer.

"Hi," he spoke softly, sitting opposite you on the couch.

"Hey," you replied, laughing a little. You took a sip of your drink, which had gone flat. You put it on the table and turned back to Spencer. There it was again, the look.

He observed every crevice of your face as you did his. Much like with Emily, your communication with Spencer often went unspoken. But you couldn't read him, and it bothered you.

"What's with that look?" You finally dared to ask, ignoring Emily's implication.

His eyebrows furrowed. "What look?"

"The one you gave me just now. And earlier, after I gave you your cake. According to Emily, it's not the first time."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He didn't meet your eye, opting to pick at the threads of the couch. It was a lame attempt at deflection.

"Don't bullshit me, Spencer. You look like you want to eat me alive."

Spencer bit his lip and seemingly calculated every possible outcome of the conversation. He shook his head in defeat, toying with his fingers. You awaited his answer, tension rising in your stomach.

"I guess that's one way to put it," he finally sighed, meeting your gaze. His eyes were intense. After his admission, you finally found the correct adjective.

Lust.

Without a thought, you threw your body forward, putting your hands on the side of his face and bringing your lips to his. He kissed you back with a sense of desperation. Your hands went up to his hair, tugging experimentally. A low groan met your ears as Spencer pulled away.

"Are you 100% sure about this? I don't think I can go back to how things used to be if we continue," Spencer admitted, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek. You leaned against it and closed your eyes, slowly nodding.

"Yeah, Spencer. I want this, want you." He searched your expression for doubt or uncertainty, but only found conviction.

He nodded. "Okay. Okay, lie back," he motioned to the armrest behind you. You furrowed your brows in confusion. Spencer noticed your questioning face and ran his fingers over your scalp, moving to speak into your ear. "So I can eat that pretty pussy of yours."

Your breath hitched, scrambling to lie back as he'd instructed. Spencer's hands made quick work of your bottoms, leaving you exposed. You brought a hand to your face and closed your legs in embarrassment.

"Hey, none of that. Let me see you," Spencer urged. You silently complied, opening your thighs and letting Spencer rest between them. He let out a soft moan at the sight of you already dripping.

"Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous." Spencer complimented before running two fingers through your folds and collecting the fluid. He held them up, glistening in the dim light. He brought them up to your mouth. You didn't need any instructions, hesitantly opening up and sucking them in.

Spencer groaned at the sensation of your tongue swirling around his fingers, feeling his cock quickly come to life after having been half-hard all night. You sighed in satisfaction at the tent forming in his slacks.

"Couldn't think straight when I saw you try that icing. Looked so good sucking on your finger like that," Spencer revealed. So that's what the look had been for.

He took his fingers from your mouth and brought them back down, pushing both inside without further preparation. He pumped them a couple times, trying to find the right angle. A low moan fell from your lips when he found it. Spencer grinned, adding his other hand to rub at your clit.

"I think this is my new favourite look on you," he murmured. He moved his body back on the couch, bringing his face between your legs. He placed a string of small pecks on your inner thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.

You couldn't help but exclaim when his tongue finally licked an exploratory stripe between your folds. "Shit, Spencer!"

He ate you out like a man starved, gazing up through his lashes to watch your face contort in pleasure. Your hands searched for something to steady yourself, finally finding their resting place in his mop of gorgeous curls.

When he sucked harshly on your clit, your fingers clenched instantly, tugging at his hair harshly. "Fuck, Spencer, oh my God, don't stop."

You felt him moan against your clit, head tilting towards your grip. He continued licking and sucking every good spot while you realized he enjoyed having your fingers yanking at the messy strands.

"Hmm, just as sweet as that cake, if not more." The feeling of his moans against you was a foreign, albeit welcome, one. You quickly felt yourself get closer, tugging his hair and pulling him impossibly close. You needed more.

"Fuck, Spencer. If you don't stop, I'm gonna come," you let him know. Spencer had a devilish smile, increasing his speed. He added a finger back inside and curled it just right.

"Shit, just like that. Don't stop, please, don't stop," you begged.

"Come for me," Spencer spoke, intent on having you finish on his face. You felt your toes curl and legs tense. Spencer's head was the only thing keeping them open.

"Spencer!" You moaned as you rode out your high on his tongue. Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath. Your legs felt numb as Spencer got up from between them.

"You're wearing too many clothes," he decided, helping you tug your shirt over your head.

"Well, what about you? You're fully dressed, Pretty Boy," you motioned towards his body. He shrugged and took off his vest before unhurriedly unbuttoning his shirt. You put your head on the armrest as you enjoyed the show. He smiled at your antics, humming Marvin Gaye's ' Let's Get It On' before carelessly throwing his shirt to the floor.

He continued humming the song as he undid his belt. You bit your lip, raising an eyebrow at him to continue. He shook his head as he chuckled, tugging his pants down. You smirked at the sight of the tent in his black boxers.

"You're not gonna take your socks off?" You looked towards his feet, clad in one hot pink and one neon green sock.

"Shut up, my feet get cold easily." Spencer pleaded. You held up your hands in mock defence.

You watched as his hands reached for the hem of his boxers. You stopped him, sitting up and hooking your fingers under the elastic. You looked up at him as you slowly tugged them down, freeing his cock. It was achingly hard, precum already collecting at the tip. He removed the boxers and softly pushed your back against the soft cushions.

He leaned over you, putting his hands beside your head. He leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your lips. He grinned, and you felt love surge through your body at the admiration on his face.

"Do you want to know what I wished for when I blew out my candles?" He asked, placing kisses down your jawline.

"If you say you wished for me, I'm gonna have to get all the vegans out of your vicinity because that's so chees- Oh, fuck" Spencer cut your joke off by sucking on your neck, under your ear.

"Hmm, I guess I won't tell you, then," Spencer threatened, reaching behind your back to undo your bra. He took the straps off your shoulders and down your arms, throwing the bra in the same direction he'd thrown his shirt.

"No, tell me. What did you wish for," you urged. Spencer looked down, admiring your figure.

"This, you, under me, to be specific. Thought it would've made a very nice sight, and I was definitely right," he grinned, softly kneading your breast. He placed another kiss on your lips, and you were convinced you could get drunk on just that.

Spencer bent further down, finally bringing your hips together. He ground down, and you winced, still sensitive from your orgasm. It felt too good, though. To finally have him where you wanted him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought his lips to your roughly, kissing him with desperation.

Spencer reciprocated, grinding his hips and moaning into your mouth. You pulled away to speak. "Please, Spence. Need you inside."

"Protection?" He questioned, moving his mouth back to your neck and sucking feverishly. You shook your head. "Don't care. Need you now."

"Good, because I don't have any in the house." Spencer groaned, taking his cock in his hand and lining himself up with your entrance. He pushed the tip inside, and you had to take a deep breath before he continued.

"Shit, Spence. So big. Fuck, you're really full of surprises, aren't you?"

"Hmm, there's more where that came from," Spencer joked, groaning when he bottomed out. He allowed you to readjust, not being used to having anything his size inside of you. You brought your hands to his shoulders, fingernails gradually digging into his skin when you nodded at him to move.

"Feel so good around me, f-fuck," Spencer moaned, closing his eyes. He slowly started moving. His hips snapped forwards, sending his cock deep inside of you.

"Oh, fuck, oh my God," you moaned deeply.

"Perfect fit," Spencer sighed. "Like you were made just for me." His pace picked up as desperation set in.

"J-just for you, Spence," you agreed. You wrapped your legs around his waist. The new angle made you throw your head back against the couch.

Spencer trailed a hand down to your clit, rubbing in tandem with his thrusts. You wrapped your arms back around his neck and tugged him close, desperate to feel his lips again. You could understand how people got addicted if this is what it felt like all the time. You wanted to spend the rest of eternity with his mouth on yours.

"So pretty. Had to have you. You've been driving me crazy for months," Spencer's voice was strained with effort as he spoke.

"What do you think about me, doc? When you kept looking at me like that, kept finding subtle ways to touch me. I was going insane."

Spencer smiled as the movement of his hips sped up. Your moans got higher in pitch. His breathing became laboured, losing himself in the pleasure.

Moans of "So good," and "Fuck," joined your name in falling off his lips repeatedly. If there was any sound you could be met with in heaven, it would be Spencer moaning your name in pure bliss.

"O-Oh, Spencer, please," you begged, unsure what for. You just needed more of him. Needed him closer.

"Fuck, oh my, fuck-" Spencer sighed. His pace was frenzied, cock feeling so fucking good.

"I-I'm close- Spencer," you informed him, eyes squeezing shut. The hand on your clit increased it's speed. You couldn't believe you were so close to coming so soon after your first orgasm.

"Wanna cum inside you. Can I please cum inside you?" Spencer asked, groaning at the idea of you dripping with his cum.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck. Please, cum inside me. Wanna feel you, shit, Spencer!" You moaned.

"O-oh," Spencer's hips stuttered as he exclaimed your name in a loud moan. The sensation of his cock pulsing sent you over the edge yourself, joining him in his climax.

He thrust inside lazily a few more times, riding out his high, before slowly pulling out. You felt empty without him, grimacing at the loss of contact. Spencer leaned down and pecked your lips before getting off the couch and walking to the bathroom.

He returned with a warm washcloth and a towel. He helped you clean up, all while kissing you everywhere he deemed fit. He ushered you to go pee, laughing at your wobbly legs. You threw a pillow at him for that.

When you were both clean, he offered you a big, loose shirt to sleep in. You grinned at the implication. He hadn't even hesitated. Needn't even ask if you wanted to stay over.

You tucked yourself under his cold sheets. He soon joined you, wrapping his arms around you and tugging you close. Spencer Reid, notoriously weird with any physical affection, seemed like an entirely different person once you allowed him to love you. And God, were you going to allow him to love you.

"You know, it's still my birthday in Alaska," Spencer spoke when you were almost asleep. You snorted. "Good night, Spencer."

"Good night." You could hear the smile in his voice.

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luvfy0dor · 6 months

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"With a Big Cake, Happy Birthday ♡⁠˖" Fyodor Dostoevsky x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; None!

Description; Fyodor celebrates your birthday with you by eating cake for dinner because why not?

A/n; happy bday to me and any of my bday twins, I was gonna do an event but I chickened out because I had no ideas tbh so here's this. ALSO BIG THANKS TO MY POOKIE @ilovechuuy4 FOR ALL THE BDAY WISHES AND POSTS THEY MADE ME CRY SO HARD ☹️💜

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Some time ago, you mentioned to your boyfriend the day of your birthday, and you almost thought he had forgotten. That was a rather silly mistake though. Fyodor could never forget such a thing, especially since it's your special day of the year.

The darkness of the early morning did anything but shine through your window as your alarm woke you up. You felt one of Fyodors thin arms drooped over your side, his chest rising and falling against your back. You lifted your head from your pillow, reaching for your phone and preparing yourself for the flashbang you would experience when you pushed the power button. Your eyes squinted as you tried to look at the bright rectangle of light in your hand, immediately turning the brightness down. It really did help, and you swiftly turned your alarm off. Scooching out of bed, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes and yawned. You could still hear Fyodors soft breathing as he snoozed in the bed. You smiled a bit before getting up and skittering off to go about your morning routine. Fyodor usually woke up before you, but you wanted him to get some sleep since he didn't really have a designated awakening time.

You threw on some clothing and ate something before returning to your bedroom to find Fyodor still in the same position. Fyodor has always slept like a rock, constantly sleeping in the same position. Quickly leaning down, you peck his forehead and re-adjust the covers over his body. You then exit the room, grabbing your keys with a small sigh and walk out the door, not really enthusiastic to spend your day at your job.

While you were away, Fyodors eyes peeked open, his face halfway covered by the blankets. He stretched underneath the covers and pushed them off of his body. He yawned and blinked the sleep away before calling out for you. "Y/n?" He asks, his soft voice cutting through the silence of the house. The lack of response told him you had already gone off to work. He didn't mind you leaving without waking him, but he did like saying goodbye to you. Especially on your birthday. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand, his bony fingers pressing your contact and messaging you. His messages were always short and to the point, and this one was really no different.

"Good morning, Moya Lyubov. Happy birthday."

You smiled when you noticed the notification on your lock screen, happy that he remembered. You continued on with your day at work while Fyodor made the decision of baking you a cake. Fyodor was a great cook, but baking was slightly out of the scope of his talents. However, he didn't mind trying for his lover. He gathered his supplies, pulled his hair back and washed his hands. He googled a recipe and followed one that he thought you would really enjoy. He was limited to ingredients though, so he had to chose between chocolate or vanilla. He added the dry ingredients to one bowl and then added the wet ones, blending it all together to create the cake batter. He poured it into three separate pans after spraying some butter around the sides. While the cakes cooked, he made a caramel filling for in between the layers. It didn't take very long for the cakes to cook, coming out nearly perfect with nothing on the toothpick he penetrated the center with. He hummed I'm approval and set the cakes to the side to cool.

He then created a buttercream frosting, taste testing it on a separate spoon to ensure that it was sweet enough for your liking. He spreads the filling on top of the two bottom cake layers and frosted it, proud of his work upon finishing it. He also found some sprinkles in the cabinet, so he scattered them on top of the cake, sticking it in the refrigerator until you got home. Until then, he would wash his hands once more and head to his little office-like work room.

Hours had passed and he was getting a substantial amount of work done when he hears your soft footsteps throughout the house. He raised an eyebrow, realizing he must've missed the door opening. He got up and walked out into the hallway. "Are you home, my dear?" He calls out. Unlike this morning, he receives a reply. "Yeah, I'm back." You say from the living room. He goes to greet you, pulling you into a gentle hug and kissing your forehead, mumbling against your skin and taking your hand. "Welcome back, did you have a good birthday?" He asked, looking at you through his long, dark eyelashes, the usual microscopic smile tugging at the corner of his lips. You just sighed and slumped your shoulders a little. "I mean, it wasn't necessarily bad but I'm sure it'll be so much better now that I can spend time with you instead."

"Hmm, I'll try to make it as good as possible for you, my love." He says, resting his head stop yours. "While you were gone, I made you a cake." He says, his eyes closed while he just stands with you for a moment. Your eyes light up when he says that, and you can't help but squeeze his hand and press a soft kiss to his collarbone. "Really? You didn't have to do that for me." You humbly say, moving your head from under his chin to look at him. "Well why not? I did it out of my own will, not obligation." He says, his voice smooth and soft as he spoke. "It's your birthday, you deserve something special, no?" He questions you, his own hair falling in front of his face. You grin and nod, accepting his kind gesture. "Yeah, I guess you're right." You say. He gives you a small smile and leads you to the kitchen. He drops your hand in order to take the cake out of the fridge, setting it on the counter. "I'm certainly no chef-" you cut off his accented speech with a peck on his lips. "It doesn't matter, I'm still very grateful." You say, grabbing two forks and handing him one of them.

The both of you start to eat the cake, talking about your day amongst other things. He listened to you talk a lot, he really did love the sound of your voice. Even if you were just yapping to yap, he didn't care in the moment. His head leaned into his fist as he took bites contently, his eyes staring at you while you spoke with both your mouth and hands. Over the course of 15 minutes, you and Fyodor had chipped away about one third of the cake while exchanging sweet words between your conversations. You also inched closer to him, his arm around your waist with your hand cupping his cheek, a bit of frosting on his cheek from your finger. Your conversations continued with the cake sitting further down on the counter from the spot Fyodor was leaned against. You leaned in and kissed him on the corner of his lips before you wiped the frosting off with your ring finger, sucking it off. He smile and guided your chin closer, pulling you in and pressing a gentle, loving kiss to your pretty lips.

You hummed, one hand on his shoulder and the other twirling some of his hair. You pulled away after a moment and he spoke up. "I hope you like the cake, moya lyubov." He softly says, his cheeks tinted red in the slightest. You nodded. "Ofcourse I loved it. The cake made my day, like, a million times better. You being here alone already does that." You say hugging him and resting your head on his shoulder. He rubs your back gently, his cool hands sliding up your shirt as you both stand together. "I'm glad I could do that for you." He confesses truthfully, his thin fingers tracing shapes onto your skin while the both of you just kinda sway together for a moment; starting off your peaceful and sweet night with your lover.

A/n; Thank you guys so much for always enjoying the stuff I put out, it makes me so happy! I hit 5k likes the other day and wanted to cry because of how happy I was lol, so thank you!!! 💜

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grox-empire · 8 months

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jesus christ i am so mad right now. I got a new laptop for my bday that is better in every way EXCEpT FOR THE FACT THAT THE COLORS ARE OBNOXIOUSLY FUCKING WASHED OUT. I cannot use my old laptop anymore, it has a broken hinge and keys are starting to become unresponsive. I have to copy and paste every p in my messages i cant even use question marks or quotation marks anymore. I have done NOTHING but try to adjust the colors for a whole hour and it hasnt worked.

this birthday sucked. i dont know what to do

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eldritchmochi · 9 months

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you mentioned playlists in your pinned post so now I am here to haunt you! what kind of playlists do you think you'd enjoy? what're some of your favorite music artists and/or genres? :0

oh man i listen to SO MUCH music just all sorts......... except........... what i have dubbed "white girl pop" lmao, which ends up being a lot of the more popular music across tumblr with generally white generally femmes in the age bracket just below mine (i'm so sorry younger sibling who is a really big swiftie i Do Not understand and i also dont care to)

for context, the music i got into on my own back in the day in highschool (circa 2003-2009) was primarily west coast punk or pop punk, but i also listened to a LOT of non english music (i think at the height of it i had music in over 20 different languages that would just pop up on playlists willy nilly)

shortly after that, i spent several years as a raver listening to a lot of edm, specifically happy hardcore, though i also had a soft spot for euro dance (i am OBSESSED with planet of the bass). d&b and dubstep were... fine but i didn't really seek them out with the exception of some specific tracks that had overlap with hardcore (seattle was BIG on hardcore/happy hardcore in the years around 2010 when i was a raver)

currently, my spotify has a real big habit of reccing me Black punk or indie punk artists, which i am definitely not mad about even if i'm also vaguely baffled at how i've gotten here. last show i went to WAS Black indie punk tho (meet me @ the altar; SO GOOD i lov them). we WERE suppose to go see bloodywood (indian metal) for my wifes bday but... shenanigans ensued with the bus. before mm@a, last show wasssss i think FOB and greenday's hella mega tour (baller, and free lmao), and then before that i saw caravan palace, and before that was mystery skulls. if i can get my surgery scheduled soon enough i REALLY wanna try and see ashinekko in october cos im mad that im missed out on poppy this month (it was the 18th ;n;)

basically all of those bands are wildly different genres lmao

as for bands, a non exhaustive list would be: mcr, p@td, offspring, muse, nicki minaj, hozier, rise against, pansy division, system of a down, skatune network, mother mother, I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME, marina, mothica, lil nas x, subwoolfer, FEMM, and many more

a short selection of Top Songs

that is so many songs dang. most of them come from my ashton playlist because that is what i have been listening to most recently and that playlist is ten hours long so

but ye i lov music i am chill with about any rec, especially if you can paint a picture as to why i should like it (fandom related???? good story vibes???? actually singable for a baritone?????)

key things i tend to look for is: a lot of bass (not specifically always *driving* bass, just a lot of it), vocals that go up and down scales (especially if theyre "bouncy" and scale well to deeper voices), and fun lyrics (especially horny or murder). the MOST important thing is that bass element, which is the big reason why i dont like a lot of "white girl pop"

rec away!!

#mochi rambles #mochi asks #dragonknuckles #mochi music #i guess????#like this chunk of music is all very similar in vibes because its basically all off the same playlist #i just dont wanna yeet out TOO MUCH music this post is already very long #but i definitely do have like #a real interesting spotify wrap each year #and when i was actively using itunes #i had god i think at least five gigs of music probably significantly more #like last time i ported everything into itunes it took a solid 30 hours #but the cpu on that tower died back in 2015 so i haven't looked at it since then #thus idk for sure #and i can defintely tell you that i have increased the music i like by A LOT #so #ya kno #2 many options #but if anyone wants me to throw down a song for x specific character or ship or whatever i probably have one lmao

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arsonyard · 1 year

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Again sorry if ion answer messgegs omg so tired

Was out the majority of they day, its 12.36am n literally jus got home.

Couldn't answer if i wanted cuz there was no reception so sorry

It was fun tho

Big bro is home, his bday was last week so cousin prepared him a surprise breakfast. Mom woke us up early asf so didn't sleep much lol. Then we went for a long ass walk at a beach here. Found cool shells. Mom soaked her feet, was funny lmfao she was just walking n suddenly her feet dug into an invisible puddle bahebdhbd. Sadly found a seagull that might have had smt wrong with its sense of orientation or smt in its ear (equilibrium thing) cuz it kept walking in circles n shaking its head. We gave it a dead but fresh fish we found lmao, ate it in one sit.

Then got home after like 4 hrs of walking then got home then went out again, had dinner somewhere w my bro n 2 of his pals, finished after a few hrs. Went out. Freezing ass cold. Bro's friend showed us his 30 yo car. Finally got in the car, drove home. Walking home after parking, forgot house keys in da car, so had to go grab em. Fucking home now lmao

Was p fun, missed my bro.

Again sorry if i dont answer, Tumblr ppl, n surely Discord ppl (yk who eheh), ill do it first thing in the morning i promies. If i answered rn my phone would fall on my face mid sentence n itd also be all mindless blabbering. Been hard writing all this lfmaooao so yeh, love yall gn

#arson's shenanigans

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firsttarotreader · 2 years

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So in a certain forum someone took the time to make a “timeline” full of fantasy and inaccuracies to convince people p and sm are ringing the wedding bells by now. However, they left some key moments out that do not fit their love story and that are gathered in this list below. Enjoy!

- Pedro and SM like each other’s pics since 2015 on Instagram.

- They are longtime friends and met at the NYU

- January 2021 Pedro starts to promote SM’s book. Sm was in Argentina until March as he always does. He was not in Italy in December or January. Pedro was in Switzerland.

- April 2021 SM goes to London and shows up at the BAFTAS, wearing regular clothes. The next day he hangs out with some female friends of his and takes Pedro and Maria B., who look like outsiders with sm and his friends.

- These same friends visit SM in Tuscany in July 2021.

- Pedro goes to Chile in May 2021, SM stays home.

- Pedro goes to sm’s event in Milan on end of May as any friend could do.

- Pedro goes to Canada to film TLOU.

- Sm stays home, travels with friends in Italy, does his thing. Travels to the Dolomites or the Swiss Alps and fandom goes crazy thinking it was Canada but it wasn’t.

- December 2021, sm goes to Argentina and stays there until March as he always does.

- He and Pedro meet in Colombia after the Holidays for a quick friends trip. Pedro sees his longtime friend Cristina and goes to San Andres with sm and other friends, a place he has been with several of his friends, men and women, and his rumoured boyfriend BA.

- They spent the Holidays apart when they could have definitely spent it together.

- Pedro spends his bday in LA with family and friends in April and SM spends his with his family in Argentina.

- May 2021, Sm goes visit Pedro in LA and goes to his TUWOMT premiere along with several of other Pedro’s longtime friends and family like Grace R., Robin T, and his father. Then he visits Calgary because he is already there, right? But goes just for a few days

- Sm doesn’t go to the premiere in NYC or the SXSW event, but goes to LA and every other that has the big wigs.

- Pedro wraps filming on TLOU in June and goes straight home to LA and stays there chilling with friends for the entire month of June and part of July. Sm stays in Italy.

- Pedro goes to Madrid in July for a week to start the Almodovar movie, then goes to Lisbon for another week to visit other friends. Then returns to Madrid and works on the movie

- Sm spends his time in Tuscany with the same female friends from London, the ones he visited in April 2021. This time, they visit him in Italy.

- Sm goes to Greece for 2 weeks and follows and gets followed by a lot of hot guys, and posts pics at the same places as them. Stays at the beach chilling. Then he returns home and stays put.

- Sm shows up at the Venice Film Festival as a guest along with Javiera and Pedro and other people who worked at Javiera’s movie: No media outlets talk about them, they act like regular friends.

- After 2 months of Pedro in Spain, they meet at the festival in Venice that is literally near Milan, where sm lives.

- Sm goes to Madrid, but right when Pedro leaves. Pedro goes to LA and sm stays in Europe.

- Except for Colombia, all their meet ups were on event occasions. They could have met many times along the year but chose not to.

- Sm is a writer and could stay longer anywhere since he can work from home, yet stays in Milan.

Omg, anon! 🤯🤯 after all this work you had I couldn’t not post it! And yeah, it’s hard to not notice everything you pointed out! 😛😛😛

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kewltie · 8 months

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final countdown: day 1

'ello,

my plan for this oct and prob-def into nov is to TRY to work on social media au everyday. even if im just changing a color or fixing the fucking tables or something. progress is the key and i need to get it done in jan for my bday. so i'll be daily updating about my progress. sometimes i'll make leaps and bounds and other time i'll prob just stare at the page for a min or two before closing the tab. and some other times i might be too busy so we'll see lol.

anyway, today i just c&p the r/fandomwank sub format and changed it to r/heroes. i decided for whatever reason their sub is going to have all might's awful color palette. i had to look up the exact color hex codes to all might and then having to figure out what color would look best with X, Y, or Z.

it didnt take me too long to realize all might's colors were obnoxiously loud and really clashing but i was like fuck, imma stick to it bc it's funky and i like to think the fans like that it's kinda funky too in honor of all might. after that i pulled up references of other sub on reddit to make sure i get the gist of what it should look like and how to write certain headlines for post bc thought i lurk on reddit but only occasionally. im not a native and i like to try to ya know get some accuracy even if not perfect bc im fucking anal like that and it will drive me crazy if something doesnt feel right.

so far decent progress for day 1. idk if thats a good sign or not but tmr i have a 10hrs class so i can get my acls cert so i dont think i will be doing much work on this... well i guess we'll see.

#project: final countdown #fic: love meme / hate meme #on writing

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madaranuii · 8 months

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hi heheh fishanon back but this time not rinneposting...? woah... who possessed me..,, ANYWAY since its ritsus bday i cannot stop thinking abt like. bloodplay. u cant tell me he wouldnt bite durin sex.... that or like. tease u that hes gonna do it,, i wonder howd he react if u bit him back. esp if he wants like, bday sex, and to be spoiled n p much a pillow princess, and you go and bite him before he bites u as like. payback :3. like sure this guy has no energy but i feel like hes a gamble (hehe) between being rough and wantin u to do all the work... i love that guy so much i need to bite him........ srry for so much hornypostin i'm blaming ovulation. Its ruthless.

WAAAA I'm not the biggest ritsu.. knower????? rlly........ sometimez I low-key 4get he existz .. (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠) SOBZ...... so I might b a lil bit rusty w/ these ramblez hehe :3c but that won't stop me from writin horny shit !!!! ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨

!!!!! WAAAAAA HE'D SOOOSOOSO B A FUCKIN PILLOW PRINCESS???!!! I bet if he evr topped, he'd fuck u for a bit, then start actin sleepy, not bcz he is sleepy- he just wantz u 2 fuck him + do most the work while he takez it all, sprawled out n pretty~ (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) he adorez it when u take control anyway!! so best of both worldz 4 him hehe !! ... not so much u if ur a sub/bottom thou.... (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠) if that'z the case, he'd probably coax u in2 doin it anyway hehe, usin the fact he's tired against u so often knowing he'z ur soft spot + u can't say no 2 him!!

Ritsu would totally adore markin u though!!! every time you're riding him, he NEEDS to be nestled in your neck, collar or shoulders, nipping away at the skin, idly suckling it and lettin out groanz against your skin as u get rougher + rougher!! He subconsuoisly can go from little nibblez to straight up bitez due to him idly doing it- the more pleasure he feels, the tighter your skin is locked between his teeth!

++++ WHEN HE ORGASMS. he lets out the prettiest moanz, often fillin u as he can't b bothered pulling out unless u do it,,, BUT he bites down so fuckin hard it draws blood ++ a pained yelp/flinch from u which just !! makes his cock fuckin throb harder.... hehe :3ccc

WAAA I don't get ovulation bcz I'm on birth control bcz endo stuffz, but I s2g I experience the fuckin insatiable horniness I usually get from ovulation 24/7 anywayz ??!! that part of the ovulation hormonez???? shit said haiii!! haii!! lemme linger :3cccc LMFAO (......... oooor I'm just. hypersexual, which I've accepted hehe!! ╮⁠(⁠＾⁠▽⁠＾⁠)⁠╭)

BUT NEVER APOLOGISE 4 HORNY POSTIN !! IM ALWAYZ HERE 2 LISTEN 2 THE HORNY THOUGHTZ !!!!

#.* 𖦹 fishanon !!#𖥔 : madaranuii.ramblez!!

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lpfreakification · 1 year

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Day 2 of Mall of America

Meds, got up at 7 am, ate breakfast, + got ready for rides 🤩

The top most intense rides were:

1. Avatar The Last Airbender

2. SpongeBob Rock Bottom Plunge

3. Fairly Oddparents

4. Brain Surge

5. TMNT Mutant Masher

After we made our way thru the rides, I felt like I couldn't keep my balance. I wasn't nauseous or anything, thankfully. The sister felt the uneasiness after the 3rd ride. Is that how I'm gonna be like in 1 or 2 years? It could also be my meds that I lasted longer than her :P Then again, we did get there right on opening time, so we hit those rides with no lines super fast 😅

We took a mini shopping break near the rides to regain balance.

The Nickelodeon Store:

A SpongeBob can cooler/cover

A shiny Surprised Patrick enamel pin

A shiny Imma Head Out SpongeBob enamel pin

The M&M Store

A bag of assorted M&Ms

A keychain

A multipen

Washi tape

We got our thrills in by noon, rested some more, had more rides in, + we met up for lunch at Cowboy Jack's. I got a soup, a sandwich, + one drink. Bday mini donuts with a big sparkler 😆

I went my separate way + had insane colorful purchases. I am not to be trusted with a card. Believe me. Crayola + Ebisu 😆

Crayola (from the top of my head):

Crayons, crayons, crayons, crayons

A bunch of metal tins for storage + organizing :)

Markers X3

A small sketchbook

A purple stringed backpack

Dry-erase markers AND crayons

I was living my own mini OceaninSpace moment X3

Ebisu

Pens, duh

3 pencil cases

4 washi tapes

Brushes

Then I took a break + sat down to doodle/play with these crayons. Using my oc, Dratica, I was able to blend a red, a razzmatazz, + a metallic maroon crayon. The smoothness!

Makes me think of how much more potential I can do with a combination of the shiny metallic watercolors... on black paper 😸

It was getting close to 5, so I rode SpongeBob one last time. The lines were filling up now that more people were present. Plus, there was a prom going on, too.

After I rode the ride, I was about to sit back down until the sister told me of another art store. BOOM. You can definitely assume how that turned out.

From Typo:

24 pens

Another watercolor sketchbook

A blue tote bag that says "Be A Good Human"

4 gel pen packs

2 watercolor sets

4 brush pen sets

A highlighter set

After another round of Uni Uni Boba, I officially cut myself off from spending 😵‍💫

(Forgot to mention that I spent 60 bucks in cash on a Key Master game in the hope of winning a Nintendo Switch. Close a few times.)

Then we all met back up. Reminds me of how Ventus, Terra, + Aqua met back up in Radiant Garden :) We changed into nicer clothes for bday dinner at Benihanas :)

That was a nice time, I say. Satisfied + not overly stuffed. We walked back on a nice night + chilled.

And that's where I am now. *yawns* I hope to knock out fast bcuz it's getting stuffy in here. Yet, everyone else says it's too cold. ??? Idk. All I know is that we won't do any more shopping tomorrow or in the morning. The interesting challenge would be of fitting our purchases into my tiny blue car. Mexican clown car prevails!

Overall, my bday was full of smiles 😊

I am 29, this is fine...

#life

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textbeak · 1 year

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TEXTBEAK - DJ SET DIS/ORDER BDAY PARTY THE HIGH DIVE DETROIT 01062023 https://www.mixcloud.com/Textbeak/textbeak-dj-set-disorder-bday-party-the-high-dive-detroit-01062023/ https://soundcloud.com/user-629254967 The Cure - High Gary Numan - M.E. HNN - Iris (Version) Wire - Practice Makes Perfect Suicide - Wild In Blue The Serfs - This Chorea Talk Talk - Such A Shame Luca Dell'Orso - Drive Fast, Brake Hard Fontaine SMC - Judgement Day KANGA - VITAL SIGNS (TEXTBEAK GHOST IN THE SHELL REMIX) Kontravoid - Impurities Soma Holiday - Shake Your Molecules Patriarchy - Suffer Curse Mackey - Mutatis Mutandis ft. MVTANT Xiu Xiu - Stupid in the Dark Ulterior - The Locus of Control White Ring - Leprosy SPC ECO - Be The Change The Golden Filter - Curtain Spike Hellis - Control (Rage) Ladytron - City of Angels Child of Night - Dirtworld (Delphine Coma Remix) Sally Dige - Immaculate Deception Ministry - I Wanted To Tell Her (Cold Trax Mix) Front Line Assembly - Digital Tension Dementia (Remix) Moev - Crucify Me SCANNOIR - Industrial Technology SIMBOLO - Synchrono (Mick Wills Edit) Eric Random, Stephen Mallinder - Stop / Begin Again MCL - New York Bill Pritchard - Black Souls Under White Skies Zanias - Follow The Body A Jokers Bizarre - Betaville (Timothy J. Fairplay Remix) Pixel Grip - Pursuit Yellow Magic Orchestra - Key (Sneaker Edit) H ø R D - Teen Offers (Mondowski Remix) FEE LION - Blood Sisters The Neon Judgement - TV Treated Yello - Bostich Pet Shop Boys - Love Comes Quickly (Boys' Shorts Edit) COMFORT CURE - Rain On The Bar SPECIAL INTEREST - All Tomorrow’s Carry (Kontravoid Remix) Gary Numan - Metal VR Sex - Surrender Joy Division - Atrocity Exhibition Revolting Cocks - Can't Sit Still Photo by @noelle.solringen taken at @seanhages installation at @333midland_annex_gallery #darksynth #darkwave #electronicbodymusic #industrial #gothic #goth #gothgoth #gothicmusic #gothmusic #synth #synthesizer #synthmusic #synthesizermusic #lofi #lofimusic #dark #darkmusic #80s #80smusic #retro #retromusic #Electronic #electronicmusic #ebm #bodymusic #techno #synthpop #newwave #gothpop #hypnogoth (at Detroit, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn6wLtdu9ox/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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ironpalmtattoostudio · 1 year

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It's almost time for your valentine. How about getting a permanent and symbolic reminder of your love or friendship? Iron Palm is great for couples and friends. The color tattoo below was inked by @lyric_theartist. What can you do for your bday tattoo? Valentine's Day tattoos are tattoos that are designed to celebrate the holiday of love and affection. These tattoos can take many forms, from romantic images such as hearts, roses, and cupids, to more personal symbols that hold special meaning to the person getting the tattoo. Some popular Valentine's Day tattoo designs include quotes or phrases related to love, names or initials of loved ones, infinity symbols, and lock and key tattoos. Valentine's Day tattoos can be done in a variety of styles, from traditional American to more modern styles like watercolor or minimalist. They can be done in a variety of sizes, from small and discreet to large and bold, and can be placed in a variety of locations on the body. Some people choose to get Valentine's Day tattoos as a way to commemorate a special relationship, while others get them to celebrate the holiday or to express their love for someone. Valentine's Day tattoos can also be a creative way to show love and affection to someone special. Some couples get tattoos together to celebrate their love, while others get matching tattoos as a symbol of their commitment to one another. It's important to note that tattoos are permanent and think well before getting one, also make sure to choose a reputable and experienced tattoo artist. #castleberryhill #colortattooartist #art #atlink #atlantatattoo #atlantaink #tattoolife #ironpalmtattoos #tattoostudio #atlantatatt #blackowned #colortattoo #atlantatattooshop #tattooideas #tattoo #americantattoo #georgiatattoo #inkedlife #atlantatattooartist #atlien #tattooartist #atlantaart #downtownatlanta #tattoodesign #atlantaartist #februarytattoo #georgiatattooartist #valentinesdaytattoo (at Iron Palm Tattoos & Body Piercing) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnk-27ISD5l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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crackindomes · 1 year

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Tommorrow night we play for this lovely ladies bday! 9pm set for one hour but I am the end of the train so sure we will go much longer! See you there! Truth is most people just don’t want to put the work in! Keep working. Effort & Consistency are key in everything you are trying to accomplish! Live most nights found here https://twitch.tv/crackindomes #music #ddj1000 #green #dnb #crackindomes #twitch #twitchstreamer #twitchaffiliate #bass #lights #dj #musiclife #love #vibe #vibes #live #follow #ubb #drumandbass #drumandbassmusic #twitchtv #drumnbass #beard #bearded #neurofunk #techstep https://www.instagram.com/p/CnjxmamO90z/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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roysexton · 1 year

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Fantastic 50th #birthday day. Chill, low-key, and relaxing (in marked contrast to my 40th which culminated in drunken #karaoke of #Disney’s #Pocahontas’ “Colors of the Wind” 🤣). John spoiled me rotten with the kinds of presents a nut like me would be thrilled to receive. John had my first book framed ages ago when it was released, but we never got around to framing the second one. So I’m thrilled that he framed it for this milestone bday. (And, no, I’m not writing a third. Anytime soon. At least not about movies. 😉) Plus, surprise gifts from dear friends Brenda (I still think this gin is too pretty to drink and I instead should dab behind my ears) and Nikki (those cookies tho 🥰). TWO (count ‘em) birthday dinners at our beloved Blue Nile Ethiopian Restaurant and Seva Ann Arbor (which basically became our pandemic “Cheers”). With between dinner(s) dessert at Bakehouse 46! And, of course, stops at my retailers-of-choice Vault of Midnight and #Target (where I scored a ton of clearance #vinyl, including one from the divine Ms. #BritneySpears). And ending with some Hudson snuggles. 🐶 Not too shabby. Thank you all for the bday love. I tried to comment when/where Zuckerberg would allow me. 😅 @brenda.l.plowman @nikkibhorn @bluenileannarbor @sevaannarbor @vaultofmidnight @bakehouse46 @britneyspears @target (at Ann Arbor, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmvPvtYDkTb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#birthday #karaoke #disney #pocahontas #target #vinyl #britneyspears

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fatcatkittycat · 2 years

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Counting Backwards BY LINDA PASTAN . How did I get so old, I wonder, contemplating my [94th] birthday. Dyslexia smiles: I’m [49] in fact. There are places where at 60 they start counting backwards; in Japan they start again from one. . But the numbers hardly matter. It’s the physics of acceleration I mind, the way time speeds up as if it hasn’t guessed . the destination— where look! I see my father bearing a cake, waiting for me at the starting line. . . . I am a year away from 50 and also, just a year old. This birthday, this new year marks a me without my dad. The first one. So that’s a single candle. On a slice of key lime pie. We had noodles (Mario’s pasta!) for long life (something my dad made sure everyone had during bdays) and raised our glasses to Eddie. I stroke my grief like she is a lazy cat on my lap and try not think too much about my dad holding my birthday cake 🎂 for me at the end. The leaves turning and falling is not lost on me. The seasons are sturdy bookends to such intense experiences. . Anyway, thank you so so so much to everyone who reached out, sent messages, remembered. I felt loved, held, comforted. And yup, this is 49 and one. I miss you, dad. #ebg #birthday #49 (at Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkMB_siurvR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ebg #birthday #49

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