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#The Birthday Party Event
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Connor: Wow, he's kind of a baby, isn't he?
Alec: It's hilarious
Kelsey: Why don't we help him get a closer look. He will love it!
Evan: No! Please!
Michael: C'mon guys, let's give this little man a lift. He wants to get up close and personal.
Evan: No! I don't want to go!
Samantha: You heard the little man! He wants to get even closer!
Michael: Hey guys, I think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss! On three! One... two...
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Honkai: Star Rail CN | Countdown to 2024 Star Rail Birthday Party: 4
Artist: 奥鸡泽斯
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genshinresource · 8 months
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Genshin Impact CN | 2023 Birthday Party Starts
Artist: 心脏弱真君 Download: Google Drive
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officesuppliez · 17 days
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Vanweek day 4: Food
@vanweek2024
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It's actually fascinating to me how social media is becoming more important and less important at the same time. Because everything is about social media. Everyone is influenced. Everyone is spending hours of their day. Everyone knows everything.
But at the same time - I remember 2010, 2012, when people were organising their parties and birthdays on Facebook and creating fun little groups and stuff and you know which of your friends were there. You used to talk about posts and everyone would react to yours. No one does that anymore, at least in my age group/social group. They're on various messengers, but they're all deleting or barely using public real name profiles these days and they're not even announcing that they delete and I don't notice because these accounts usually have been dead for years. Social media is no longer the place where I find everyone from work or everyone from my old school or this guy I just met. It's just angry strangers and corporations and news.
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toadallytickles · 6 months
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Hosted our first tickle house party since the addition of the garage (as the play space!) tonight! It was SO AWESOME to bring our local-ish tickle community (+ some of our local non-tickle-but-kinky friends!) together again! Loved seeing everyone and catching up, and providing the space! I’d say it was super successful! Already looking forward to next time! 🥰
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sixlane · 4 months
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tricks up sleeves and all that
rosekiller microfic | 1,180 words | magician Barty, single dad Evan
The first thing Evan thought when his daughter told him she wanted a magician at her birthday party was how did I raise a child who enjoys close-up magic? It wouldn’t have been his first choice, probably wouldn’t have even been his last. He would’ve gone with something classier, more elegant, like a tea party or a day at the museum. Something to live up to the extravagance of previous years. Sure, Eleanor is only seven but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy the finer things. 
So, in between meetings and phone calls, Evan researched children’s birthday party magicians, and as you’d expect, not much was living up to his standards. After days of sifting through resumes and background checks, he was eventually able to find a well-designed website with good reviews and speak to a representative who promised to send their best.
This is why Evan is so confused when he opens his front door to find a tall, lanky man in ripped jeans and a worn out t-shirt, his look complete with ruffled hair, an eyebrow piercing, and excessive amounts of tattoos. 
“You must have the wrong house,” Evan says. He thinks he should probably close the door but something about this man is intriguing. He wants to look for just a second longer.
The man leans back to check the address beside the door. “You’re Mr. Rosier, right? I’m here for the birthday party. I’m Barty, the magician.” 
Evan raises a brow. “You don’t look like a magician.”
“Were you expecting a full tuxedo? It’s like 95 degrees out.” A tilted grin spreads over his face, showing off a pointy canine. “Here let me show you.” Before Evan can back away, Barty is reaching behind his ear and producing a shiny quarter, flipping it between his fingers confidently. “Ta da.”
“That’s hardly magic,” Evan says, crossing his arms. He better get a full refund if this is the best they had.
“No, you’re right. That’s just the decoy.” He raises his left hand, and between his thumb and pointer finger he holds Evan’s watch, which had previously been secured to his wrist.
Evan’s mouth drops open slightly. He hadn’t even felt it. “That’s not magic either, that is literally stealing.” He snatches the watch back, putting it on.
“It’s the art of misdirection,” Barty explains. “I do a dumb coin trick, and while you’re paying attention to that, I do something more impressive. It’s like, the basis of all magic.”
Evan doesn’t even know what to say. This man has just pickpocketed him on his own front porch and now he wants Evan to let him into his house? 
At the same time Evan is getting ready to slam the door in Barty’s face, Eleanor appears at his hip, smile wider than a mile across her face.
“Is this the magician, Dad?” she asks, tugging at his shirt while she bounces up and down.
“You must be Eleanor,” Barty says, squatting down so they’re at eye level. He’s performing now, Evan can tell. He lights up and his smugness from before is washed away. “Would you like to pick a card?” 
Eleanor nods enthusiastically.
Barty pulls a deck out of his back pocket and starts shuffling. Evan watches the way his fingers move deftly around the cards. Bending and flipping them expertly before fanning them out in front of her.
“Okay, go ahead. But don’t tell me what your card is, just show it to your dad and put it back anywhere in the deck.”
Eleanor does as instructed and shows Evan the card, ace of hearts, before sliding it back in.
“Thanks Eleanor, that’s great.” He starts shuffling the cards again, adding in flourishes here and there. Evan watches intently, trying to track his every move, see where he might be switching cards out or taking a peek, but he moves too quickly for Evan to stay on top of everything. “Now Ellie, can I call you Ellie?” Eleanor giggles and nods her head. “Your dad here,” he tilts his head up at Evan, “has already seen me do a trick similar to this, but I think I can put a new spin on it, what do you say?” 
Eleanor looks up at Evan, affronted. “Dad! You’ve been playing with the magician without me?”
Evan hears Barty try to stifle a laugh and feels the beginning of a tension headache spreading behind his eyes. “I was just making sure he was up to our standards,” he grits out.
“Don’t worry Ellie, your dad was just doing his due diligence.” Eleanor looks appeased and waves her hand in a motion that tells Barty to continue. He does one last shuffle and then reaches behind Eleanor’s ear. When he pulls back, he has the ace of spades in between his pointer and middle fingers. “So Ellie, was this your card?” 
She looks confused and a little disappointed. Evan holds himself back from kicking Barty directly in the face. “Um… close,” she says. “Mine had hearts on it.”
Barty looks at the card. “Huh. You know, sometimes the cards don’t always do what we want them to so we have to shake some sense into them. He starts waving the card quickly back and forth. When it comes to a stop, Barty holds the ace of hearts where the ace of spades had previously been. He smiles in triumph. Evan still kind of wants to kick him in the face.
Eleanor lets out an excited squeal and rushes forward to tackle Barty into a hug. “Can we keep him, Dad?” she screams directly in Barty’s ear. He doesn’t even flinch.
Evan lets out a resigned sigh. He’s really never been able to deny Eleanor anything, so he steps to the side, opening the door wider, a smile tugging on the corners of his mouth. “Of course Eleanor. Go gather your friends in the living room. Barty will be right in.” He places a hand on her head as she runs by.
Barty stands up and straightens his pants out, sliding the deck back into his pocket. “Good enough?” he asks, shrugging a shoulder.
Evan scrutinizes him for a second, running his eyes over every inch of the man. The line of his cheekbone, the curve of his neck, the way his thumb rubs a circle into the side of his pointer finger. There’s something about him. Evan hasn’t heard Eleanor scream that loud since Pandora got her a bug collection kit for Christmas last year. 
“I want you to know that I keep a detailed inventory of everything in my home, so if you steal something I will find out, and you won't be happy about the consequences.”
Barty smiles, something mischievous glinting in his eye. “We’ll see about that,” he says brushing past Evan to make his way into the living room. Evan closes the door behind him. Right before Barty turns the corner, he throws something over his shoulder. Without thinking, Evan catches it. His wallet. With the ace of hearts sticking mockingly out of the top.
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zsbrainrot · 6 months
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Miri’s Birthday was on the 8th so I wanted to draw something to celebrate her for Buddy Daddies Friday this week!
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bloomingsalma · 2 months
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i think one of the most disappointing things is to see that your childhood friends have grown up to represent the kind of people you're disappointed in
#had a friendship break up w like one of my entire friend groups of six ppl?#found out that one of the girls in our friend group had sent screenshots of our private conversation about smth I was hurt over#to a gc with our other friends (but not me ofc)#and they all proceeded to talk shit about me :// I swear the way my stomach dropped when the friend I was having the convo w#sent me screenshots of what our mutual friends were saying about me#she knew how much it would hurt me but still did it just to prove a point (though I'm certain she misrepresented our conversation + my word#to them considering she blocked out what she had initially said to them lol)#my stomach hasn't dropped like that since high school#which is exactly where I thought we left this kind of deceitful behaviour. like how are you guys twenty one and still sending screenshots#and talking bad behind only one (1) friend's back when you know she can't defend herself in that space#I immediately texted our collective gc to explain a text she had sent but failed to give context for#then told them if I'm as selfish as they say I will leave this friend group. and then I left that gc#I also texted two friends who I knew were talking shit and I sent them the screenshots that first “friend” sent and pointed out how#she blocked out what she said so I'm suspicious that she skewed our conversation so they (the two other “friends”) should be wary#I told them I understood it was fair game to stoop. this low considering neither of them tried to reach out to me to hear my side#or defend me + my privacy#for context: the original argument was me voicing out that I was upset bc that first “friend” had invited and planned with with our friend#group an event that landed on my birthday without checking in with me if I was planning to spend time with them that day#and she kept defending herself and saying she didn't know I'd plan smth (probably bc my bday is two months away lmao) and she said#the event they'd be attending is just as important and necessary as being there for my birthday?? it's literally just a party her brother#(who none of us are close to lol) is DJing at. and I brought up how I'm their close friend (not her brother) and it's not fair to call#it equally necessary. but I suspect she skewed what I said greatly considering all of our friends started calling me selfish and unfair#but yeah v v crazy and hurtful and just astonishing#salmaspeaks
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dianethepisceswitch · 9 months
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🌹Happy Birthday Goldfish🌹
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"Trey is eager to make strawberry tarts for my birthday. You should come and partake as well. Not that the Queen of Hearts has a rule dictating you must..."
I'm sorry. Riddle winking is going to be burnt into my retinas for the rest of time.
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akkivee · 11 months
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WHAT A STUD WHAT A STAR!!!!!!!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HITOYA!!!!!!!!!!💜💜💜💜💜💜
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Evan: Today is my birthday... I'm going to be 6 today...
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Honkai: Star Rail CN | Countdown to 2024 Star Rail Birthday Party: 6
Artist: Aquasirius
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genshinresource · 7 months
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Genshin Impact CN | Clean Promotional Artwork for 2023 Birthday Party
Cleaned & upscaled by asddzr on Bilibili Download: Google Drive
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terrence-silver · 2 months
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How would Terry react to Beloved uninviting Terry from their birthday Party or a Gala they are throwing, that he paid for, because they're mad at him?
He shows up anyway. In big style.
Why?
Because he feels entitled to everything he's paid for, bought, financed or kickstarted.
He's the one who dished out the cash and so he owns whatever he dished out said cash for, especially when push comes to shove and things start getting ugly, and technically, he's right. He has an onslaught of paperwork, transactions, documents and even lawyers to prove it, not that it needs proving --- his word on it is enough in his opinion. Doesn't hurt to have an arsenal to fight the good fight with, though. From a legal and economic standpoint, he wouldn't be wrong to conclude such a thing either. Which means he makes an apperance regardless and cannot be uninvited because he loathes being controlled. He schmoozes the guests. Presses a kiss on beloved and squeezes them close. Charms everyone. Makes pleasant small talk. He's all smiles. All elegance. Acts like nothing transpired. Makes himself the center of attention. The guests just adore the gracious host. Terry probably outshines beloved by a mile and he knows it too and that serves as a small part of his revenge for the evening (the rest may come later that night); that being the fact that he's going to steal their thunder and relish every moment of it because he put that thunder in the sky in the first place and made it light up the metaphorical sky. He's allowed to whatever he wants with it. He could technically set the whole party on fire and for all he's concerned and leave with beloved seeing as how he's paid for everything --- and he'll certainly get his money's worth for it too. It's simply good business.
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nonasbirthday · 2 years
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our tazmuir, who art on the book jacket, please let me not regret my URL once i have read the book. amen
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