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imnameimswrld · 3 months

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╰┈➤ ❝ [𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 || 𝗠𝗩𝟭, 𝗩𝗗𝟮𝟵, 𝗥𝗛 ꒱꒱

━━ ❪ . . . maxverstappen x vincedunn x renhiramoto x vettel!model!reader ❫

━━ ❪ . . . description : world famous model y/n vettel celebrates her birthday and the internet blows up when 3 of the hottest sportsmen post about her, their princess ; ❫

━━ ❪ . . . smau, poly relationship ❫

━━ ❪ . . . warnings : language ❫

━━ ❪ . . . fc: gigi hadid ❫

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maxverstappen1, vincedunn, and ren__k1 added to their stories !

[ caption for all: our bday princess 💗 ]

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[ tagged: kendalljenner, zendaya, maxverstappen1, ren__k1, vincedunn ]

ynusername what a birthday weekend I had ! spent it with my special friends, my amazing boys, and some damn good dinner 💗. thank you for the stellar weather monaco, a huge congrats to my maxie on p1, and GO SEATTLE KRACKENS 3-0 !!!! 🏆

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user MOTHER SLAYS ONCE MORE.

user yn and seb were so cute at the race omg the way she was hugging him and squishing their cheeks together 😭

user I genuinely wonder what seb's reaction was to his little sis telling him she has not one, but THREE bfs.

⤿ sebastianvettel i fainted.

⤿ maxverstappen1 ah, good times

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user miss girl has a f1 champion, a nhl player, a mma fighter, AND is the younger sister of a former f1 word champion – god has favourites.

user yeah, god, it's ME AGAIN.

user couple of the century idc what anyone says.

zendaya what a weekend indeed omg 😻

⤿ ynusername miss our midnight adventures already 🤭😫

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⤿ kendalljenner we gotta plan another girls weekend – but boy-free this time !!

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⤿ vincedunn hey, I can be one of the girls.

⤿ tomholland2013 same here !

user did ya'll see the videos of them in the restaurant ?? 😫😫

⤿ user yes omfg the way vince pulled her on his lap so they could all three hold her while they sang happy birthday PLEASE 😭😭

⤿ user yn gets to kiss these three everyday... are you guys looking for a 5th party to your relationship ? I volunteer 🙂 !

user bye they're so cute omfg.

vincedunn

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vincedunn life's been pretty perfect lately 💌

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user crying on the highway.

ynusername you three are the perfect ones 🥰

⤿ vincedunn don't start with me baby

⤿ ren__k1 I will headlock you again, and you know know it.

⤿ ynusername I do know it, and I'm waiting.

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user OH- mother is bold damn

user yn wearing his jersey 🥺

user them>>> the world.

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 loving this little life of mine :)

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sebastianvettel not ren and vince suffocating my sister

⤿ ynusername I'm alive seb

⤿ sebastianvettel are you though ? are you really ? cause girl, you manage three hotheads, and I don't know how you do it.

⤿ ren__k1 honestly don't know how she does it either seb, but I'm not complaining.

user seb being concerned for yn having the bfs she does is weirdly hilarious to me

user I pray for anyone idiot who ever tries to cross yn honestly

user one look in yn's direction and i bet they pounce.

⤿ ynusername I can confirm this statement.

⤿ zendaya scariest shit I've ever seen in ma life.

⤿ landonorris I'm a victim.

⤿vincedunn I APOLOGIZED for that lando, I didn't know you at the time !

⤿ landonorris and yet, I can still feel the remnants of the fire of your gaze burning into my head.

⤿ maxverstappen1 my god you're dramatic.

ren__k1

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ren__k1 この人生にとても満足しています

[ trans: so happy with this life ]

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ynusername aishitemasu 💗

⤿ ren__k1 watashi wa anata o motto aishiteimasu purinsesu 💗

user ya'll I saw them at the pride parade yesterday and I CRIED they're so sweet and I was able to get a picture with them 🤧

⤿ user the way they tools turns carrying her on their backs was so cute pls

⤿ user the princess treatment is unmatched.

⤿ ynusername 🏳️‍🌈🤘

⤿ user QUEEN !

vincedunn ren, will u come stream with me please ?

⤿ ren__k1 isn't it max's turn ?

⤿ maxverstappen1 nu-uh, I streamed with him last week.

⤿ vincedunn and max, I love you, but you talk too much and you keep telling me what to do in MY game.

⤿ maxverstappen1 you literally told me you loved having me ??? two-faced. you even said ren is too quiet and broody.

⤿ ren__k1 because I hate streaming and vince KNOWS that.

⤿ ynusername boys.

⤿ vincedunn sorry.

⤿ maxverstappen1 sorry.

⤿ ren__k1 gomen.

⤿ ynusername so who's turn is it to stream with v ?

⤿ ren__k1 ...mine

⤿ ynusername and, are you going to ?

⤿ ren__k1 yes ma'am.

user damn.

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Hiii, Can I do a request with Henry Cavill?

Here’s the situation, yesterday was my birthday and from 15 only came 4 (all of them had already confirmed that they’ll be here and also they gave a “joke” gift and made feel really humiliated) I want Henry comforting the reader in that situation. Because God knows that hurt soo much and I really wanted someone to comfort me. Angst but with lotsss of fluff please 🥰🥰🥰

Birthday Cake ☁️

Pairing: Boyfriend! Henry Cavill x Reader

Word count: 1,863

Summary: Request tells all ☺️

Warning: Slight Angst in terms of the reader being humiliated, other than that it’s fluffy

(Hope I fulfilled the request ☺️)

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Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

'jeez y/n you are lookin fine tonight, 26 and still gorgeous’ I said to myself, my hands running up and down my dress clad body, this dress had definitely boosted my confidence. For the first time in weeks I had finally gotten a week off of work, BUT for a very good reason, it’s my birthday week.

(The dress)

Henry and I decided to celebrate just him and I later on during the week, allowing for my friends and I to go out tonight. A dinner at the restaurant, followed by a few drinks at the club.

For the first time in weeks, I felt pretty and happy. Something work had very much bogged down.

I had already received a gag gift if you will, from these friends and honestly I didn’t know how to feel at all. They had decided to gift me a massive cardboard cutout of one of Henry's exes, writing on the back “the original”

Now of course when I saw it I laughed it off, but deep inside I knew that they had hit a massive insecurity of mine.

Trying not to be rude I just stored the cutout in my clothes closet, thinking of the best time to throw it at the dump.

When all of a sudden a ping of texts vibrated my phone from the nightstand, it slowly shifting with each sound, interrupting my train of thought. Humming to myself I walked over to the table, instantly seeing a flood of notifications from the group chat.

The Girls 🍷

Stephanie: Hey Y/n, looks like I can’t make it this week, just found out my boyfriends throwing a party and you know i’ve just gotta keep an eye on him

Monica: Yeahh that’s what I was coming here to say, today’s date is just really inconvenient for us to be honest. Hannah told me to say she can’t make it either soz xx

Leah: Y/n let’s reschedule another time?

Chloe: Yeah soz can’t make it, promise next year tho yeah? 😂😂

Y/n: I don’t get it? I asked you guys if you were free today?

Chloe: Don’t get an attitude Y/n jus cus its ur bday

“From 6 to 1, within 5 minutes” That genuinely must be a record for me.

Looking at myself in the reflection, all energy and confidence, gone. Huffing out, I grabbed my phone again, deciding to phone up the reservation at the restaurant, the one Henry had made for me.

(Phone Call)

Random: Hello this is ** Restaurant, how can I help you?

Y/n: Yes hello, uh I’m calling about the reservation for Cavill, at 6:30pm?

Random: Ah yes, hello Mrs Cavill, the reservation for 6?

Mrs? I swear Henry needs to stop introducing me as his wife, it’s going to make me blush to a point where it’s permanent

Y/n: Yeah unfortunately something has came up, so would I be able to cancel the reservation. I’m so sorry about this

Randomer: Oh no, it’s not bother Mrs Cavill, thank you for calling to let us know

(End of Phone Call)

Putting down the phone, I could not be bothered to even get unready, deciding against it and heading towards the kitchen.

Pulling open the fridge, I picked up my chocolate cake and set it onto the counter. Getting up to grab a fork, and sitting back down again, my feelings still numb.

Without thinking I started stabbing the cake with the fork, whilst continuously scooping parts into my mouth. Tears unwillingly slipped down my cheeks, my vision clouded.

Why am I always the one left in the end? Even on my f*cking birthday and all I wanted was to see my so called “friends”

Sooner or later it’s going to be Henry leaving me, I can already feel it.

Then it’ll just be me, again.

I guess you could say my thoughts are a stretch, but in times of hardcore emotion, it’s hard to control the type of thoughts you get.

In the middle of a massive bite of cake, there was a series of rapid knocks at my front door. Wearily I walked over, opening the door, to see Henry?

“Bear?”

(Henry’s P.O.V)

Sitting with the lads at the club, I watched the clock mindlessly. Y/n had sent me out for the night so she could have her girls night, but honestly I didn’t mind, I know how much she’s been needing something like this.

When it finally reach 6:30, I suddenly had the idea of calling up the restaurant to send her table a batch of their finest wine. If I couldn’t be there for her, I will be there another way.

(Phone Call)

Random: Hello this is ** Restaurant, how can I help you?

Henry: Hi there, I’m asking about the Cavill reservation?

Random: Yes the one your wife cancelled tonight?

Henry: She cancelled it? Why? When?

Random: At around 5:30? She said something had come up, sir.

Henry: Okay thank you, bye

(End of Phone call)

“Who was meant to be there tonight?” I said out loud to myself, leaning my head back.

“Ah yes stephanie” I said to myself, instantly going to her instagram to see a new story was put up.

what the hell was going on, why was all of

Y/n's friends out at this dude's party? Where was Y/n?

Instantly standing up, “I gotta go lads, somethings up”

Hearing a chorus of goodbyes, I jumped into my car and drove back home; Y/n's car was still in the driveway and the lights were on in the house. Knocking on the door rapidly, my heartbeat ringing in my ears.

“Bear?”

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“W-what are you doing here?” I asked, swallowing the last bit of cake in my mouth.

“I should be asking you that babe, why are you not out?”

“This is why” I said passing him my phone, seeing his face start to furrow as he read through the group chat texts.

“Oh pup, i’m so sor-“ Hearing his voice, I could feel the tears starting to build up again, rushing to his arms for comfort.

His arms instantly surrounding me, his lips pressing kisses to my head.

“Why didn’t you call me? You know I would have taken you out instead” He said cupping my face to look at him, placing another kiss onto my nose.

“I-I just didn’t wanna look like a loser with no friends Hen” I said sniffling, wiping my tears with the back of my hands, before his hands pulled mine down. Wiping my tears with his thumbs, he placed soft kisses on my rosey cheeks.

“You’d never look like a loser to me love, you deserve much better than those people you call friends. How about this, lets get you more comfortable and we can have a night to ourselves?”

“Yeah okay” I said smiling slightly, seeing his eyes peer down at me with so much love.

“You look absolutely amazing tonight, lord have I got the hots for you” Henry said laughing slightly, slapping my ass as we walked up the stairs to our bedroom, giggles being heard along the way.

“Alright i’m going to pick you out some soft pyjamas, you just sit down on the bed and don’t do anything. Tonight is all about you”

Nodding my head, he walked into our closet before walking back out again.

“Why is my ex in our closet? With that written on her” He said looking at me confused.

“Oh the girls gave me that as a gift, nice right” I said sarcastically, seeing his face fall again. “Those b*tches, love I cannot stand to see you with them again if they’re treating you like this”

Henry pulled the cutout out, folding it smaller and shoving it into the corner beside our bin where he claimed it “belongs

Walking back into our closet he pulled our our matching velvet pyjamas, putting his set on first before walking over to me.

“Sorry Hen, I know you were out with the lads tonight” I said putting my hands in the air as he helped pull the dress off me, his hands unclipping my bra for me, before putting on the warm pyjama top.

“Sweets I can go out with them anytime, your birthday is once a year”

He held the trousers out for me, letting me step into them before patting my thigh softly, then standing up to his full height again.

“Meet you down at the sofa okay? i’ll be two minutes”

“Ok but don’t take too long bear, might miss you too much” I said winking at him, feeling myself starting to lighten up a bit.

Heading downstairs to the sofa I sat down, turning on the T.V to put on anything for background noise. Hearing Henry grunt, I turned my head seeing him carrying at least two comforters and five pillows in his grasp.

Just before throwing them all on top of me before running back upstairs again, leaving me to settle into the pillows and blankets, transforming the sofa into a massive bed.

Running back down the steps, he jumps in next to me, putting a box in my lap with a number “1” written on it. His arm going around my waist to pull me into his side, his lips kissing my temple, his hand tucking the hair behind my ear.

“What is this bear?”

“It’s your first gift of course, out of 26”

“Are you serious? 26?”

“Well yes, now go on, open it poppet”

Untying the ribbon, the box fell apart into its different layers, photos throughout our relationship littered the sides.

“Oh Hen” I started, tears brimming my eyes, but for a good reason this time.

The first photo, however, caught my eye bringing a bright blush to my face as I picked it up. Henry's fingers tracing shapes into my side as he watched my reaction.

“H-hen when did you take this?”

“Well, you were just so cute, snuggly and warm. At that point I just fell more in love with you babe”

The picture was that of Henry and I in bed, specifically me laying half asleep on his chest after a very intimate night. My eyes looking up at him, half open, my breasts hidden by his hand reaching the whole way around me.

“I don’t know what to say bear”

“How about 'cake?' “

“Oh yeah, there’s some in the kitchen if you want” I said caressing his bearded face, his hands playing around with the hair on my neck as I turned towards him.

“Okay i’ll be two seconds then love” He said getting back up and returning with the whole cake platter and a fork in his hand.

“Open wide” He said, getting a piece of cake onto the fork, before feeding me it.

“Do you not want a bit?” I asked confused.

“Oh i’ll get some, dont worry love” He said quirking his brow at me, before smashing his lips onto mine. The kiss getting passionate as he set down the plate, his kisses getting slippery and more heated with him then pulling away.

“Red velvet cake? Almost as sweet as you baby”

#henry cavill rpf #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill fanfiction #romance #oneshot #henry cavill

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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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surprise!

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~800

CW: none

Suggestion Fulfilled: Just kyo celebrating readers bday 🥺

~faqs~

You’re beginning to worry that Kyojuro’s actually forgotten your birthday. It’s in a couple of days, after all, and you’ve observed precisely zero indications that he’s aware of anything imminent and important. Wake up, kiss your forehead, roll out of bed, go on a run for who knows how long or how far, come home, shower, cook breakfast, and peep his head into the bedroom to see if you’re fully conscious yet. If you’re conscious, then it’s breakfast in bed. If not, then it’s into Tupperware for whenever you’re ready. That’s his schedule, seven days a week, rising before the sun to fit everything in before work. Of course, he doesn’t work weekends, but wouldn’t know how to sleep in if you locked him in a dark basement — the man would still rise at approximately dawn, estimate his running distance by his number of footsteps, praying all the while that you’d let him out in time to cook breakfast. Tangent aside.

He’s organized. Not especially spontaneous, albeit happy to go with the flow—assuming you are the flow—and scrupulous regarding important dates and details. To celebrate your second year (romantically) together, he’d gifted you a Daily Planner with at least one ~achievement jotted down for every day: Shared a milkshake, Held hands, and Survived the holidays to name a few. Thus, your approaching birthday + his apparent lack of memory = he’s either proposing, concussed, or fallen out of love. As for the solution of Just (Gently) Remind Him: it did occur to you, but you can’t decide what would feel worse — discovering that he did in fact forget your birthday, or discovering that he had something wonderful planned only for it to be thoroughly ruined by your prodding.

“Good morning sunshine!”

Kyo? “Hmph,” you groan, swatting at fiery hairs hovering above your face, “Sunshine?” irritation apparent, “Rengoku Kyojuro,” realization settling in, “There is no sun.”

Undeterred by your less than cheerful greeting, he presses a warm kiss to your forehead, smile wide as ever, “Get dressed!”

Get dressed? “For what?” you demand, not bothering to disguise your discontent, “Were we robbed? Is the kitchen on fire? What time is it?”

“For the beginning of your special day!”

My special- Oh.

“I thought you forgot,” you mutter, ignoring his exasperated huff, finally swinging your legs over the side of the bed, eyes droopy as you yawn, “How unfortunate that you remembering means I get to wake up before I’ve even gone to sleep.”

“I made sure you went to bed at a reasonable hour last night!"

Huh you pause, smiling wryly I guess he did.

“Meet me outside in fifteen minutes!”

“Do I get breakfast?” you raise a teasing eyebrow, his excitement hard to miss, “Or at least a beverage?”

“Everything is planned!” eyes shining as his palms smack together, “Prepare to be amazed!” frowning slightly, “But seriously, get dressed!” hesitating for a quiet second, “And I would never forget your birthday.”

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“Are you ready for your first clue?!”

“My what?” you blink tiredly, skin prickling from morning’s cool breath, eyes widening as his words finally register, “What did you do?”

“We are going on a scavenger hunt!” he nearly shouts, his giddiness almost infectious, “I have created an all day affair for us, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and optional after party included!”

“Kyo,” you manage to squeak, head buzzing, sternum tightening, “You did what?!”

“Utilizing my morning jogs, I created an all day scavenger hunt for you! Some clues have been in place for months, and others I finalized yesterday! There are built in stops for eating, shopping, and-”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, his body pulled firm and close to yours, your toes squishing his as you squeal into his chest.

“You’re ridiculous!” grinning ear to ear, “Absolutely ridiculous!” stepping back with a deep inhale, face scrunching at his satisfaction as he watches you, “An entire day?!”

“I did create an abbreviated version too, if you would prefer? I am simply content to be your guid-”

“No way are we doing the abbreviated version!” mock scowling as you interrupt him, “Who do you think I am?!”

“Well,” his eyes narrowing playfully, “Part of you definitely wishes it was in bed,” chuckling at your indignant expression, “But I am honored that a larger part of you is eager to embark on our adventure!”

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At the end of the day, your favorite part is getting to draw the second half of every unfinished heart on every newly solved clue, as if to say We did it!, ink bleeding into the papers as your arms swing together, linked warmly, hand in hand.

#kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #rengoku x reader #flame hashira #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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AITA for telling my friend i felt upset when it seemed like she was blowing me off?

i (18nb) have this friend M (16 week away from 17nb) friend. we became quick friends because we both moved from a journalism class to yearbook and recognized each other. we’ve been friends for over a year at this point.

i’m in college now and they’re still in high school, and i still hang out with them. they’re one of two people who i keep in contact with from high school. We sometimes go thrifting and such together, and I do my best to not be a like. “super senior” or be creepy, but they also have some friends in freshman and sophmore year of college so it’s chill?

What happened was I wanted to go to a record shop M was very versed in going to. I asked if they could hang out on veterans day friday, because i didn’t have class or work, and school wasn’t in session that day. M said yes, but they had a “ton of homework” from classes they’d been skipping. I was okay with that, and figured since we were planning a week ahead of time they’d be okay.

Thursday rolls around, and we both stayed up till 4 am trying to get them through their homework. I was giving them college essay advice, and they got through a good chunk of the homework, but something bothered me about the fact they skipped more school that week and hadn’t done… anything. M told me that we probably couldn’t go to the record store friday, but we could meet up at a tea shop to study together because they had a birthday dinner to attend later that day. (not Ms birthday someone else’s)

On Friday I waited for a while on them to answer me on the study session. I texted them through the day asking about it, and M kept telling me that they were eating food or doing chores. at one point i said “hey M, it’s four, don’t you have that dinner at six?” and they told me at 5:30 “oopsies i took a nap lol” we agreed to not meet up friday now, and it kind of pissed me off because it seemed like they didn’t do ANY of the homework they said they would. M went out with their friend for the friend bday dinner, and they reported to me later they couldn’t spend any money on our trip because M spent “so much money on the dinner and toys from CVS”.

saturday we both worked, and they told me that we could absolutely meet up sunday. I finished a huge essay and several projects that day, and assumed M was also working on said homework.

I woke up at 10 witch was the planned time to chat about going to the record store and the thrift, and got no response from M. this kinda pissed me off more because it felt now they were completely blowing me off. They then woke up at 2:45, texting me that we coundt go to the record shop because they still had homework to do because they didn’t do anything yesterday, but we could still go to a different event that was happening that day if they got all their homework done.

Here’s where i may be the asshole. I told them that at that point i don’t think it would even be fun to go with them to the event anymore because it felt like they had been blowing me off the entire weekend. I said how they had plenty of chances over the week and weekend to finish up what they had to do, and told them it made me upset that they didn’t do anything that saturday, and that they were just messing around with my time and energy. They told me that i was a freak for “stalking their weekend” (they had Told Me all the info i had) and controlling when they were suppose to do homework. i told M i had a life too, and really wanted to go to these events with them. we got into a big argument over this where i tried to diffuse it and say i didn’t want us to break apart because of this. i told them i was sorry for micromanaging them, but that it really hurt that they completely blew me off.

Ever since this, M hasn’t responded. I sent them a tik tok thinking once we’d cooled down a couple days later it maybe would be okay but they left me on seen. I have no clue what went wrong or if it’s just a teenage thing and just wanted to express that i was upset. AITA??? and should i reach out and apologize again??? or just leave it???? -💜

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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lucinatta · 19 days

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GIRL OK I'm going to vent. If u want to read that'd be great cause I want to know if I'm in the wrong here lol. It's long tho so no need <3

Last monday was my birthday, it's a sucky day to have as a bday so what I did was invite my friends over for dinner on sunday, wait till midnight, blow the candles, eat some cake, open presents, and send everyone on their way at about 1 am so all of us could sleep relatively early. These were like, my "important" birthday plans, because they happened on my actual birthday. I invited my closest friends + 2 girls my friends have been dating for about 7/8 months, because a) I like them! and b) I knew they were spending that weekend over at my friends' places anyway so bringing them was easier than not.

Context for later: The 2 friends with the girlfriends are male, those are the only 2 partners that are external to the friend group, there's 9 of us, and we've been friends for about 10 years.

Anyway, so when I set that plan up on the gc, I explicitly asked both my friends to bring their girlfriends. They told me they would, they did, everything went great. After sunday's plan, I proposed we go out to dinner and then for drinks this saturday so I could have like proper bday plans that don't get cut short because everyone has to get up early for work. Everyone said they could come. Great, no issues so far.

Issues start yesterday, in a gc I'm NOT in that my friends made so they could discuss my present for sunday + a surprise cake (that now I know about lol) for saturday. This is not uncommon, we have bday groupchats for everyone in the group. One of my friends (girl) proposes the surprise cake, and apparently one of my male friends says that his gf can make the cake (as a gift) because she works as a baker. My friend (girl) says that it's not a good idea, since it be weird to have her make a cake for a plan she's not invited to. Apparently this caught both my male friends off guard, because they were under the impression that both their gfs were invited and had already told them about the plan. Now, to be clear, I didn't invite them and at no point did I imply they were invited. Not necessarily because I didn't want them there specifically, but rather because I wanted a night out with just my friends. These 2 girls come to a lot of our plans as a group, but when they do it's because we either tell them to, or our friends ask if they can come. NEITHER OF THESE 2 THINGS HAPPENED!! I want to clarify though, I didn't and still don't feel strongly about them not coming, and if it had been up to me, I would have liked both my friends to reach out to me and let me know that they had misunderstood, that they thought the girls were invited and that they had already invited them, and I would have told them to bring them!! like it really wasn't a big deal. Instead they got upset and told their girlfriends that they couldn't come because I DIDN'T WANT THEM THERE, which sounds sooooo much more drastic than what it actually is. So I find myself in a very shitty situation with NO WARNING (because again, this started in a gc I'M NOT IN!!!), when one of my friends sends me this really long message about how sad and hurt he is and asking me if I'm mad a him or his gf or whatever, and how he had hoped that I would think of her as my friend after all this time. To clarify she's not my friend, she's my friend's gf (that I really like!!), and "all this time" is 8 months lmao. Now these 2 girls think that I hate them, and I have to apologize for something I DIDN'T DOOOOOO. Like this wasn't my misunderstanding, I wasn't even on the gc!! and like what options do I have, realistically? Telling them to backtrack and invite them back gives major "you can come, IF YOU WANT" vibes and I hate that, and telling them that, no, they're not invited sounds like I don't like them or want them there. Like both my options suck.

Things have smoothed over now with my friends but I know they're mad about their gfs being hurt and SO AM I but like, it's not my fault!!! They (my friends) assumed they (their gfs) were invited when they weren't!! But again, it wasn't something I felt strongly about! like honest to god idk why they didn't just tell me they had invited them because they thought they were invited before stirring the pot behind my back. Now everything's a mess and things are tense because the rest of the gc sided with me. And I'm not gonna lie I'm kinda mad that they made this my problem on my bday week. Like couldn't you have waited a week to bring it up?? Anyway that's it lmao

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thedaredevilsgirl · 2 years

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The squad finding out that Bob has tattoos.

They were either in the pool or got roped into doing farm or yard work one day and bob gets hot so he takes off his shirt, the team sees this and is surprised bc he never willingly takes it off and defiantly not in front of them! He has two tattoos, both before he went to basic. One on his chest, on his heart of something that reminds him of u. “Always come home” and a matching tattoo with reader on his inner upper arm , right above the crease of the elbow like coordinates of their hometown or the day they got together or her initials or two horseshoes for good luck. Later after dinner and a couple of drinks he tells the story of when he got the first one (his 18th bday) and goes on to tell them about the other ones while reader is by him or on his lap.

Sorry for the delay in answering this dear ( and for not having written something better than this) yesterday and today were a little bad. Thanks again for your wonderful ideas💗

I don't think Bob would be the type to have multiple tattoos, but he would have a few small ones scattered around his body.

He would definitely have the coordinates of his hometown tattooed on his chest just above his heart to always remind him to come home to his family made a few days before he left for the basics.

And the two of you would have a little snowflake or something tattooed because it was on a Christmas Eve during your teenage years that you had your first kiss, you would have run off together on the night of your 18th birthday to do it.

The squad would be surprised and a little impressed when they saw the tattoos seriously thinking whether or not they should get a tattoo together, in the end they would all get a small airplane tattooed on their arm (just like the tattoo Danny actually has).

#robert bob floyd fluff #robert bob floyd smut #bob floyd smut #bob floyd fluff #robert floyd smut #robert floyd fluff

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how was ur bday

It was good! Can’t complain, worked all day then hit the gym and had some soup for dinner. I did some festivities with the fam yesterday

#asks

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euhemeria · 1 year

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Time (Escapes Me) - Oneshot No.7

“Limestone is extremely slippery when it’s wet,” she feels compelled to point out. Even if few of the routes in the area are pure slab, most of them have some element of it, and a fall could be very painful.

“Better grip hard,” Aleks says, still entirely too nonchalant about this.

“I’ll remind you that you said that when you cheese grater.”

Fandom: Overwatch Rating: T Characters: Fareeha, Zarya Warnings: None A gift for @binarylazarus, for her bday! Fareeha and Zarya go climbing, because Emilia and I are both climbers 😂 Also on ao3. This is Chapter 7 of a one-shot collection.

As an officer, Fareeha prides herself on the ability to formulate and execute a plan. Wars are won and lost by logistics, and she keeps that always in her mind, is careful not to let any little thing fall by the wayside. She trusts the people under her—she has to, in the field—but still, she never feels safer than when she has gone over everything herself.

Obviously, in Overwatch this is not always feasible. Some things are outside of her scope of knowledge, and running an entire organization is very different than a squad, even if the number of people involved are similar, because logistically, there is so much more to handle, but still, she tries. It keeps her busy, at the ending of every quarter, and she finds that this past week has been no exception. Everyone on base was very busy, and as a result there were quite a few hastily thrown together dinners, and a lunch or two missed entirely.

Occupied as she was, then, by the matter of running their organization, it is perhaps no surprise that her preparation for her weekend excursion, climbing in El Chorro with Aleks, is less well executed than she might like.

The trouble begins when they are still approaching the crag, the familiar feeling of mud beneath her shoes.

“Aleks?” asks she. “Did you check the forecast?” She should have, herself, but with everything going on, she really considers herself fortunate just to have finished with everything in time to go on this trip.

“All clear,” says Aleks, cheerfully oblivious. “Some rain last night, but today? Beautiful.”

Shit. “Rain yesterday?”

“Yes,” Aleks confirms. “A little drizzle. Nothing serious.”

“It’s limestone,” Fareeha points out, stepping carefully around a puddle on the trail. She and Aleks have very different definitions of a little drizzle it seems.

“Better than sandstone. Nothing should break.”

That is all well and good—no one wants to break a hold, after all—but, “Limestone is extremely slippery when it’s wet,” she feels compelled to point out. Aleks has less experience climbing outdoors than she, and almost all of it has been, to Fareeha’s knowledge, bouldering overhung problems on granite, which is much safer when wet than a sport climb on limestone slab. Even if few of the routes in the area are pure slab, most of them have some element of it, and a fall could be very painful.

“Better grip hard,” Aleks says, still entirely too nonchalant about this.

“I’ll remind you that you said that when you cheese grater.”

At that, Aleks laughs—and Fareeha does, too. As unpleasant as that would be, and as seriously as they take risk when they are actually on a route, it does feel a bit silly to belabor this sort of thing when they are so often shot at in the course of their work.

In relatively good spirits, they make their way to the base of the crag, passing only a handful of hikers, and no other climbers. The latter is not, Fareeha admits, a good sign. No one likes a crowded crag, but an empty one often indicates bad conditions, even if El Chorro is nowhere near as popular as it was seventy years previously. Fareeha tries not to worry about it too much, but before she left, Angela had asked her very seriously to Be careful, and expressed displeasure at Fareeha’s affinity for dangerous recreational activities. It was not an admonishment, exactly, was just concern, but the sincerity of it got under Fareeha’s skin, and she finds herself a bit more cautious than she might ordinarily be, as a result.

(She knows she does not need to be, not really. While she may not be as risk averse as Angela is, likes things like riding motorcycles and hang-gliding, she always takes appropriate precautions, never acts carelessly. There are many people on base who are more in need of this sort of speech than she.)

When they get to their destination, Fareeha is relieved to find two other groups of climbers, one of which is already on the second pitch of a multipitch route. Given the number of people one might normally expect to find at La Escalera Árabe, Fareeha thinks she might have been a little overcautious. The temperature is right, the bikers she was told to watch out for on the trail were nowhere to be seen, and the rock, when she touches it, does not feel nearly so slick as she feared.

But then she asks Aleks, “What route were you hoping to climb, again?”

And Aleks tells her, “Coming on Strong!” She flexes a little, jokingly, adds, “7a+. Should be a good warm-up for you.”

7a+ is decidedly out of warm-up range for Fareeha, and is pushing it for Aleks in the gym, let alone as a warm-up outdoors on slippery rock.

“Are you sure about that?”

“We’ll warm-up first,” Aleks suggests. She looks towards the route, though, points out its features, “There, see? Tough overhung start, easy slab the rest of the way… my kind of climb.”

And decidedly not Fareeha’s. Although she is, she knows, more technically skilled than Aleks, overhang requires a lot of upper body strength, and Fareeha is not ashamed to admit that her limit is lower on overhung routes than slabs. Most overhangs Aleks leads, Fareeha can follow, but as she discovered on the drive up, Aleks only owns three quickdraws, and she is not letting Aleks lead on borrowed gear, even if she herself is the person Aleks would borrow it from.

At the gym, all the routes have draws already attached, and so she did not realize until this morning that Aleks had so little experience clipping them to the bolt. As much as she trusts Aleks, on the field, this is not a good place to practice clipping to bolts, and it would be negligent of her to allow it. The downside to that, however, is that they are limited to the routes Fareeha can lead. Aleks understood, when she explained, did not push back, even if she was a bit disappointed; she may bluster, and her braggadocious demeanor makes it seem as if she does not consider herself vulnerable to injury, but she is sensible when she needs to be, is more calculated in her risk taking than she likes to let on.

(At least when it comes to her safety, the safety of others. In other matters, she can still be incautious, tried to convince Fareeha to climb Heavy Gravity despite the fact that it is on Cerro Cristo, a crag that has been illegal to climb for nearly six decades. They will not be doing so, are very carefully set up on a crag that is an hour’s hike from there, because Fareeha has no interest in flouting the law in full view of a very popular hiking trail. That is foolishness, and the route is illegal for a reason.)

“Let’s warm-up on something easy and see how you feel,” Fareeha says. “Maybe Zeig mir deine Muskeln? It’s a 6a.”

“Muskeln,” Aleks repeats. “Muscles?”

“Show me your muscles.” Fareeha is pretty sure, anyway, and suggested the route in part because of the name, thinking Aleks might be more agreeable.

“Quick answer.” For a moment, Aleks studies her, as if looking for something to be given away in her face, but then she returns to her usual jesting tone, “You have German girls telling you that often?” She bumps up against Fareeha, a suggestion.

“Mum was stationed in Switzerland when I was a teenager,” Fareeha says, feeling a bit on the defensive. “I learned a few things.”

(Fewer than she would care to admit, but that is neither here nor there.)

“So you and Swiss women have a history!”

“I didn’t say that,” says she, but even to her own ears, she sounds a bit too insistent. She really did mean that she learned the language—and her girlfriend at the time was another international student, from Eritrea—but Aleks’ implication hits a little too close to home.

(Cole told her Angela is straight, but he does not see the way Angela looks at her, when the two of them are alone, has not felt the way Angela touches her fingers lightly on one of Fareeha’s knees. Maybe Fareeha is deluding herself, but she thinks surely there must be something there, hopes that there is.)

“Your puppy eyes are not subtle,” Aleks tells her.

A pause, in which Fareeha does not defend herself. Maybe Aleks is right about that.

Realizing a response is not coming, Aleks asks more seriously, “Are you going to move? Do you need me to be your wingwoman?”

“What I need,” Fareeha says, sitting on her rope bag for a moment in order to switch into climbing shoes, “Is for you to belay me.”

“Yes, yes,” Aleks reaches into her own bag, retrieves her harness. “Easy. Like your climb. But if you want to do something harder…”

“If I want to do something harder,” Fareeha says, “I’ll climb Hockey Night in Canada.” It is a 7a+, so it would be a new highest tick for her, outdoors, but the style is better suited to her than Coming on Strong.

But maybe Aleks is right. Maybe she does need to get out of her comfort zone, a little.

It is something to think about. But for now—for now, she will stick to the plan.

Coming on Strong can wait.

#yes yes pharmercy references WE CANT HELP IT #anyway its not a hashtag real friendship if they arent teasing u mercilessly abt ur crush #and i had to end on a pun for my girl fareeha OK #shes funny!! punny!!!#rory writes fic #almost forgot i was posting shit here again lmao

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ssiegfriedsystem · 3 months

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It was my birthday yesterday so I had a nice dinner with Kazuki-tan ( ´﹃ `)🎉 No Soushi because he is actually still being shipped! I got to order Soushi a little before my bday so ueeei ´w`)/

It was a good meal~~

#asma random box #asma's raiffu

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suckitsurveys · 3 months

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What was the year/make/model of the last car you drove? 2008 Ford Escape Hybrid.

Have you ever been in weather below 0 Fahrenheit (-17 Celcius)? It was like -10F with windchill the other day.

What was the last thing you used your phone for, besides calling/texting? I was browsing Reddit a little bit ago.

Do you have more male or female coworkers? I am the only girl here from M-Th. Friday we have our admin assistant in the office with us.

Did you enjoy high school? No.

What’s an unusual food combination you like? I don’t think there’s anything that “unusual” I enjoy.

What’s the longest stretch of time you’ve spent completely alone? Good question, I can’t recall a huge stretch of time I was completely alone. Probably no more than a day or two.

Have you ever lived in a studio apartment? I have not.

Did your parents allow you to drink soda when you were a kid? Yeah, but I was supposed to ask first. They used to keep Dr. Pepper in the fridge but I wasn’t allowed to go in the fridge without permission, but they always had cases of it not in the fridge so I used to sneak the warm ones and drink those lol.

Do you always check the prices of things when you buy groceries? Yeah, for the most part. We have the Jewel-Osco app so we always look for deals and stuff on that and clip coupons before we go shopping.

Do you like gyoza? I can’t remember if I’ve tried it or not.

Have you ever been in a situation where you needed a lawyer? Nope.

Do you use Instagram? If so, what’s your current profile pic? I do; it’s me dressed as Billie Eilish from the When The Party’s Over music video from this part Halloween.

Did you ever go through an emo or goth phase? Sure.

What are your thoughts on kids being given iPads to keep them entertained? I don’t think it’s all that bad, as long as they aren’t on it ALL day long.

Do you get regular check-ups with your doctor? Oops.

What was the last thing you felt apprehensive about? Work-related shit.

How many nights per week do you cook dinner at home vs. going out to eat? Mark cooks almost every night, but we do have a take out day two or three times a month.

What’s a trend you’ve seen recently that you thought was really dumb? AI. Also the fucking Stanley Cup obsession. it’s not even practical at ALL.

Do you know anyone who has been evicted? Yeah.

When did you last wash your sheets and pillowcases? A couple of weeks ago.

Have you kissed more than 10 people in the past 10 years? I’ve only kissed one person in the past 12 years.

Have you ever been caught outdoors away from shelter during a thunderstorm? Yeah.

Did you leave the house before 10 AM yesterday? I do that every work day, M-F.

What’s your favorite macaron flavor? I actually don’t really like macarons that much.

How often do you have friends over to your house? Very rarely.

Have you ever had a boss who acted unprofessionally? Eh.

How many times have you stayed at a hotel in the past year, and where? Twice? The Wilderness water park resort in Wisconsin and then at a hotel near the airport here in Chicago for my bday. All the other times I traveled I stayed at someone’s house.

What kind of technological advancements do you expect there to be 100 years from now? I don’t care I’ll be dead.

Have you ever done a flip on a trampoline? Nah.

What about a flip off of a diving board? I’ve done flips into the pool when I was kid.

What was the last hot beverage you had? I’m currently drinking tea.

#surveys

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hii☺️ hope you’re well! I am on my journey to becoming a spoiled girlfriend but I was wondering what’s the best way to ask a man for money and gifts? Do I just flat out ask him “hey can i have $$ to get my nails done?” or “hey can you buy me this Chanel purse?” also when is the best time to start asking for these things ?

Hey luv, I’m doing ok there was a fire in my apartment building yesterday so I’m currently staying in a hotel provided by my apartments. I am new to this journey as well, I’m not an expert and I haven’t had a rich boyfriend yet but I have gotten money and gifts from regular boyfriends, my first “6 figure” guy & 2 older men as well. I’ll give you my best advice, an example and a book you can read that is perfect for beginners on this level up/spoiled girlfriend journey that covers this topic and many more written by a women who is a spoiled trophy wife.

#1. You have to make sure the man is naturally generous and super into you. I’ve gotten gifts and money from guys a few different ways. The first few times it was because it was either offered to me, I presented a problem or it was a situation where we were talking and somehow I convinced them that they wanted to buy it for me and they just pulled out their credit cards and did it. Dating a guy that’s super into you is truly the key because they’ll want to make you happy and see you smile so they’ll start offering you things or asking if you need anything.

I’ll give you an example from today. I recently started talking to an older gentleman and last night I told him about what had happened with my apartment and this morning he told me that he couldn’t stop thinking about me and my situation and if there is anything he can do “don’t hesitate to ask”. So I told him if he could cover my grocery expenses for the week that would be really helpful and greatly appreciated. Mind you we haven’t met in person yet and just started talking yesterday. He suggested that we meet for lunch and see if the vibe is right and then he’d be more than happy to help. I told him that I am not prepared or in the space to meet up with anyone because of my situation until next week, I told him the most I could do is a video chat. He agreed and we video chatted for about 5 minutes, he was really nice and didn’t seem creepy at all. At the end of the call he told me to send him my cash app link and he would help me out as long as we can meet sometime next week. He sent me $100 and it hasn’t even been 24 hours of knowing each other (Proof below). #2. Close mouths don’t get fed, I don’t think asking bluntly is a good idea. Asking in a more feminine way is the key. For your nails you could either ask them if they could cover your nails expenses or when they’re planning a date for the week tell them you can’t see them until next week because your nails aren’t done. They’ll usually offer to pay for them in order to see you, thats what I did and I got sent $80. Same with if you “forgot” your lunch. I haven’t gotten a designer bag before but asking bluntly might make him think you’re low-value and you waste your money on labels (if it’s new) instead here’s what I suggest straight from the book below. Make reservations for a restaurant super close to the mall for an hour after what you tell him it is. For example you would make reservations at 5pm but you would tell him that you made it for 4pm and then when you get to the restaurant get out the car and act like you received a phone call telling you that the reservations was pushed back until 5 and act disappointed and then suggest walking around the mall to pass the time, he’ll be more inclined to get you what you want before dinner because he’ll know you’ll be sad the entire time so he’ll most likely buy you what you want. Bdays and holidays are free game and you can ask bluntly.

The book below is the perfect beginners guide to dating up, written by a woman who is actually living the spoiled wife lifestyle. It’s really entertaining and basically covers most questions and goes in depth about this lifestyle. You can order the book amazon or on her website, you can also find her on Instagram at Hollywood hills wife. I finished the book in 3-4 days, I literally couldn’t put it down it was so good and funny. I’m currently picking out a restaurant for my date with the older gentleman, he is a lot older than what I wanted (59) but he’s attractive and seems very sweet and generous so far. Plus this is temporary until I meet my next boyfriend that I talked about in my previous post.

#hypergamy #black girl luxury #black women in femininity #soft life #spoiled girlfriend #black women in luxury #spoiled black girl #i want to be spoiled #level up

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