#annie's 21st birthday

[nofacednerd]

if coming up with dumb headcanons is an artform then baby call me van gogh

[kimtaegis]

Feeling that feeling. Yoongi’s concert closest to where I live was on my 21st birthday but I couldn’t afford to go so a bunch of my friends went to his concert without me on my birthday lol.

are you serious?? I’m. wow.

[anniemika]

Chocolate kisses

Eren Jaeger x Female Reader

Summary: You decide to surprise your best friend, Eren, for his birthday, and the night takes an unexpected turn.

Words: 2.5k

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“Happy birthday, Eren!” 

You grin at the tall boy in front of you, his confused eyes on yours as you hold the delicious-smelling birthday cake in front of his sleepy face.

It’s his 21st birthday today, and you, being his best friend, wanted to surprise him at his dorm at exactly 12 a.m. with your special three way chocolate cake that you’d spend the last 3 hours making.

His hair is tasseled and he looks like he just woke up, but that doesn’t stop him from giving you the warmest smile ever. He leans down, blowing the candles you’d lit, relishing in the sweet giggles that fall out of your lips.

“You didn’t have to do that.” He leans against the doorframe, taking the cake from your hands. “Thank you, Y/n.”

“You’re very welcome, legal boy”, you coo, excitedly swaying from one foot to the other, “can I come in?”

“Oh, shit, yeah, sorry”, he moves from the door and you make your way in, noticing his roommate isn’t there. 

“Where’s Armin?” You walk around the dim lit room, with Eren walking behind you, putting the cake on the nearby coffee table. 

“With Annie I think.”

“You’re celebrating alone? Eren, you shoulda called me.”

He lets out a low laugh, “Wasn’t exactly celebrating, more like trying to catch up on sleep.”

“Shit, I’m sorry”, you bite your inner lip, feeling a bit embarrassed for waking him up. 

“No, no, it’s alright. I’m really glad you came.”

You send him a smile, moving to sit on the little couch in the middle of the room. 

“It’s my specialty, you know.” You cheekily say, nodding to the delicious-looking cake in front of you.

“Yeah?” He moves to sit next to you, dipping a finger in the chocolate frosting and licking it clean.

You can’t really read his eyes in the darkened room, so your heart skips a beat when a few seconds pass by without him saying anything. “Verdict?”

He turns to you, flashing you his pearly white teeth. “Best fucking cake I’ve ever had.”

Your eyes sparkle with joy, “Really?”

“Yeah, really.” He stands to get plates, a knife, and two forks from the kitchen, then cuts the biggest piece possible, sitting back next to you. “Open up.”

He swings an enormous bite straight to your mouth, and you yelp. “Eren, that’s huge!”

He fights the urge to make a “that’s what she said” joke, chuckling while feeding you. “This ain’t a small bite cake.”

He watches as you chew with delight, the pride apparent on your features. “It’s sooo good.”

He nods and goes for a second bite when a chocolate stain right below your lip catches his attention. 

“You have a little..”, he stares, and you’re looking at him confused until he gently swipes his finger across your lip. The touch takes you by surprise, and when you take in Eren’s gaze, you feel a flush form on your cheeks. He’s so pretty, even when he’s just gotten out of bed, wearing the sponge Bob pj’s you bought him for his last birthday. 

“Uhm, thanks.” You say, and it takes a few seconds for Eren’s lingering stare to move onto the cake in front of him.

“Y-yeah, sure.”

There’s a short silence that settles, one that you break when you grab your purse and start rummaging through it. 

“I, uh.. got you something.”

He’s instantly turning to give you a scolding look. “Y/n-“

“I know, I know, can we skip this part? I wanted to and I got you something.. I hope you like it.”

You slowly pull the CD from your bag, sheepishly handing it to him. The moment Eren realises what your hands are holding, his eyes pop.

“No fucking way.”

He grabs it and starts inspecting it thoroughly, mouth falling agape. “Are you shitting me right now!?”

“Nope. It’s signed by all the members, and that right there is Kurt’s.”

He’s flipping the Nirvana album in his hands, staring at it like it’s not real. “Y/n, you shouldn’t have done this. It must’ve cost a fucking fortune.”

“Eren, it’s okay. I made a good deal, and besides, this is also your Christmas present, so it’s fine.” You’re chuckling but when you catch his eyes, and the intensity with which they’re looking at you, you gulp.

“Eren?”

It happens so fast, you don’t have any time to process it. But you sure felt it. His lips on yours, the gentle kiss they gifted you, and the way your whole body stiffened in surprise. And now, Eren’s lingering breath is just inches away from yours, and there’s no courage in your heart to look up at his eyes. 

“Shit”, he starts, his actions dawning on him, “shit, I’m sorry.”

You’re frozen, heart beating in your throat. 

“Y/n, I’m-“, he’s panicking, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that.”

And you’re just as quick as him, just barely pressing your mouth against his like it’s your first kiss, then quickly pulling away, shocked at yourself. 

Then, silence. It’s suffocatingly loud, and downright insufferable because neither of you are moving a muscle, as if scared that if you do, your actions would become realer than they already are. 

You slowly turn away from him and put your hands on your lap, head down in embarrassment.

“I-“

“I’m-“

You both start, and it feels like someone’s removed all the oxygen from the room.

“Well, that was awkward.” You get the courage to say, your nervous laugh ringing in his ears. 

“Yeah, I just.. got really happy, I guess.” You catch the way his hand scratches nervously at the back of his neck, a habit he’s had ever since you were kids. 

“You have a real way of showing it.” You bite your lip in an attempt not to laugh, although it wouldn’t be because you find any of this funny but because of the nerves eating away at your insides. 

“Oh shut up, you kissed me back!” Eren snaps at you playfully, gently throwing a cushion pillow your way.

“I- I was surprised! I wasn’t- I didn’t mean to.” You’re stuttering, and he understands because if you could get a glimpse of what’s inside his brain right now, you’d find a total, awkward mess. He doesn’t let it show though, trying to keep you from finding out just how nervous both of your actions have made him.

“Yeah, let’s just.. forget about it.” 

You don’t expect it to sting that much when he says it but you guess it really didn’t mean much to him if he could brush it off that easily. 

“..Yeah, okay.”

Another silence settles between you, hundreds of thoughts running through your mind until Eren plants his hand on your shoulder, the contact making you flinch. 

“Hey”, his tone is gentle, inducing a tiny shiver down your spine, “thank you for this. It’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten.”

You gather the strength to look at him, trying to keep your overwhelming feelings in check. 

“You’re welcome, ‘Ren”

And there you go again, with that nickname and that infectious smile, making him forget what earth he’s on. 

Eren’s always liked you. Maybe he didn’t understand to what extent when you were younger, but he’s always been very protective of you, and given the fact you’re the person he loves spending his time most in the world, he shouldn’t have been so surprised when his instinct was to kiss you 2 minutes ago. You’re just always so kind to him, so caring, always there for him when things get tough, that it’s not at all surprising that somewhere between the time of being a kid and a reckless teenager whose wounds you’d always patch up, he’d fallen for you.

And even now, you’re treating his birthday like this huge deal when it doesn’t even mean that much to him. And that makes him love you even more. 

He doesn’t want to push himself onto you though because in his mind, you’re probably just thinking of him as a friend, and wouldn’t be too open to the idea of having a relationship with him. But boy, is he wrong. 

The taste of his chocolaty lips lingers on yours, and you’re still too lost in thought when he gets up and starts talking to you about just how much he loves his gift. He notices you’re staring into nothing, and of course, a slight panic comes over him because what if he’s really fucked things up? His mind is quickly trying to work out a solution for this mess, wondering how to fix the situation when he realises you’ve moved from the couch and are now standing in front of his face.

“Why’d you kiss me?” You barely have the strength to look at him, but still, you ball your fist and stare up at his forest greens.

“I told you-“

“I don’t believe you.”

Shit, shit, shit-

He laughs nervously, “Y/n, it was nothing, I said I was sorry, I mean.. why’d you kiss me back?”

The inside of your cheek starts hurting when you realize you’ve been chewing at it way too hard, your skin burning from the inside out, “I don’t know, I..”, your hearts on the verge of exploding, “I wanted to.”

Oh.

“..what?”, Eren’s tone makes you even more nervous, but you try to ignore the uncomfortable feeling it brings you.

“I do- did! I did.” You can hear your pulse like your heart is stuck to a machine, your palms are sweaty, and this all feels like a dream, one that might turn into a nightmare if Eren continues to just stare down at you with the perplexed look he has on his face. 

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” You can barely recognize your voice, so weak and fragile, as opposed to how it usually sounds. You guess given the situation, it’s good you can still even talk. 

“Huh?” Eren looks so lost, you debate if he’s even processing your words properly. 

“Y-you don’t have to, it’s just..”, you fidget with your fingers, casting your eyes down at your feet, “I kind of.. just confessed I wanted to kiss you, so..”

And no matter how many times you say those words, to Eren, they would still feel too good to be true. He knows he has to say something, or else you might run out of here and never speak to him again. 

“I, uh..”, come on, you idiot, “I’m glad you did.”

You shoot your sparkling eyes up, and before he can lose himself in them and their pretty colour, he continues, “I wanted to kiss you, too. I’ve wanted to for a long time.”

Relief washes over you in an instant, but you don’t let yourself get too happy, only letting a quiet “oh” as acknowledgment.

“Yeah, so..”, he’s scratching at his neck again, “I guess that’s that.” He chuckles nervously, but you’re not reciprocating. Instead, you tippy-toe on your toes, your palms on either sides of his face, and then gently plant your lips on his again. It’s soft, and sweet, and pure, just like your feelings for him. The feelings you’ve always been too scared to admit, the ones you’d hidden away inside your heart, that are now finally emerging free. 

You know you’ve taken him by surprise when you reach for his hand, his muscles tense, but you don’t need to open your eyes to know that his are closed, taking this moment in, and appreciating it just as much as you are. 

When the kiss ends, you’re still holding his hand, locking your eyes with his wide ones. 

“I guess that’s that.”

Eren’s never been too good at controlling himself.

He whisks you away in his arms, falling back on the couch with you on his lap, his lips searching for yours in a state of pure bliss, his eagerness sending tingles through your body. You’ve never been so happy in your life. You’ve dreamed this, wanted this for the longest time but having it happen right now feels unreal. Your best friend, your Eren, he wants you. Like a man wants a woman. And it feels fucking amazing.

Eren’s kisses take your breath away. They’re tender but also needy, like he’s been holding himself back for so long and can now finally express just how much he likes you. And he does. It’s in the way he holds the back of your head, his fingers gently going through your hair. In the way he softly grips your arm, ensuring you stay right where you are. And it’s in the way he sighs into your lips while he kisses you, like it’s what he’s dreamed of his entire life.

“Wait,”, you don’t expect him to be the first to break contact, and when he does, your eyes are still focused on his lips, “is this- I mean, what does this mean?”

Well.. what does this mean? You’re not entirely sure yourself, but you’ve got a pretty close idea.

Gathering enough air in your lungs, you then presume to say, “I like doing this, Eren.. with you.”

‘Breathe’ is the only word Eren recognises in his brain right now.

“But.. our friendship-“ 

“I know.” You’re quick to silence him, knowing well enough what he’s about to say, “But.. if we don’t try-” Shit, is there a right way to say this? Trying your best to stay calm and think clearly given the situation, you cup his flustered face, “What I mean is, I don’t want this to be a one time thing. Now that we’ve crossed the line, there’s no coming back from it.”

Eren’s looking at you all red and breathless, his hold on you firm. 

“I don’t want to forget these kisses, Eren. To forget how it feels doing this with you.” You continue, amazed at your bravery to say the things you thought you’d never have the courage to, “I don’t.. want to do this with anyone else. If you don’t want to either, then.. we can try.”

Seconds that feel like years pass by with your eyes staring at one another, the heavy atmosphere weighing on both of you. That is until Eren’s forehead rests against yours, his breath caressing your swollen lips.

“Yeah.” It’s quick and you almost miss it before his lips find yours again, “Yes.” He repeats, this time more firmly. “Fuck yes.” 

You grin into his mouth, and he playfully bites your lower lip in return. He readjust’s your position so both of your legs are on either sides of him, his hands resting on your hips. There’s a slight change on his face, the boost of confidence you sense in him sending heat to your cheeks.

“We can try as many times as you want to.”

Gulp. 

Now you’re the one who’s tongue’s caught in your throat. 

And to your dismay, Eren notices.

A light chuckle fills the room, “Getting shy now?”

“N-no! It’s just-“, your voice gets lost somewhere along the way, because the green eyed boy kisses you again, like he has kissed you all his life.

“Y/n?” His thumb catches your chin, striking green eyes drawing hearts in yours, “You just made this the most amazing birthday I’ve ever had.”

The night ends with you thinking that maybe, someday you might also be able to tell him that this was the most amazing night of your life.

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A/N: Happy birthday to my favourite 2d boy❤️ this was a wip from last year that I’d forgotten about and finished 2 weeks ago, and I like it very much because it’s so light and cute and awkward and yeah<3 bye y'all

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Friends to Lovers Fics Masterlist

Created: March 18th, 2024

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21-Xerxia (ao3) Summary: Modern AU, best friends Peeta and Katniss celebrate his 21st birthday with a night to remember.

Don't Think, Just Do-Redbookbluebook (ao3) Summary: On the night she and Peeta return to the Games by train, Katniss can't sleep. Luckily for her, neither can Peeta. Everlark lemon.

Endgame-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss thought Peeta was her endgame until he married someone else. How long will she wait for the man her body craves?

Finnick's Critique-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: The morning after Katniss and Peeta finally get together.

Just Friends-teetorini (ao3) Summary: “Better not go catching feelings if we fuck a few times,” he’d told her with a crooked grin. Which is easier said than done, as long as they're still friends, right?

Last Christmas-andromedadoesntwrite (ao3) Summary: Katniss Everdeen couldn’t care less about her family’s Christmas party but after the unexpected visit of an old friend, she learns to appreciate the Holidays.

Making Up Lost Time-glintwarsgreatest (ao3) Summary: From the "Need" universe. Peeta shows Katniss the effect she has as they make up for lost time.

My House Is Ours-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: When Peeta’s childhood friend Katniss can’t stay in her home over the winter holidays, he offers his guest room for her comfort. He’s been in love with her for as long as he can remember, but it’s partaking in the holiday traditions that finally gives him the opportunity for a Christmas miracle.

Pure As A Little Lamb-LemonLuvGirl (ao3) Summary: In response to an anonymous tumblr ask for a drabble with a promt for: “Katniss rooms with Johanna and while Johanna is looking for something in Katniss' room, she sees the used condom in the trash and calls up the gang (Finnick, Annie, Gale, and Peeta (even though unbeknownst to the rest of them it was Peeta she has been sleeping with) to figure out who Katniss had over the prior night.”

Someday-Xerxia (ao3) Summary: Modern AU, adult everlark best friends spend an eye-opening evening babysitting.

[bookmothic-dyke]

My WIP. Date Bite.

I have four chapters written so far of this novella first draft. Should be about nine more chapters before it’s over.

Synopsis: Annie Lee Meadows's 21st birthday was supposed to be one to remember.

A new city, new college, new job, new friends . . . and her high school BFF and crush, Bea Baker. What could go wrong . . . A whole lot apparently. Annie is thrown full force into the turmoil of the supernatural side of San Toros, when she is killed and wakes the following sunset, hungry. And it turns out Bea's side hustle, is dealing with problems, like her. To make matters worse, Annie's been accused of murder. Breaking a treaty. And multiple sides are out for blood.

Annie is a dead girl walking. And for better or worse, her and Bea are stuck together. Huntee and hunter. Leech and Stake. So hopefully, they can find a way to make it until sunrise. Or at least kiss.

[mentally-gone002]

21 Chaos

MCU/Peter P. x reader

Summary: Its you 21st birthday… and it didn’t go quiet as you’d thought.

A/N- First fic involving a characterrrrr TEE-HEE

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So far, my 21st birthday was complete and utter shit.

My boyfriend, Peter, had left before I’d even got up and didn’t even text or leave a note saying anything to me. 

My parents, family and friends haven’t texted all day, except for a few questions, completely void of any recollection that it was the day I was born. 

And my boss was on me all day at the diner I work at. 

“Hey Annie. I’m clocking out.” I told my boss gently while she worked in her office. She nodded. “Yeah, ok, have a good day Kelly.” 

I sighed, I’m not Kelly, and tossed my uniform into my locker before leaving the diner and headed towards the closest bar. I needed a drink. 

A legal drink. 

“Could I get a Jack and Coke?” I heavily sat on an unoccupied bar stool, looking up at a blonde woman only a few years older than me behind the bar. 

She narrowed her eyes at me. “Can I see some ID?” 

I nodded and pulled out my drivers license and slid it across the counter to her. She looked up and smiled. “Happy birthday.” She winked. 

I raised my eyebrows with a small huff and a not so real smile. “Thanks.” 

“Jack and Coke coming up birthday girl.” 

I nodded my head along to the loud upbeat music playing in the back corner. 

“There you go.” The bartender set my drink down in front of me and I moved it closer to me. “Anything else I can get you?” She wondered. 

“No. Thank you.” I smiled. She nodded and went off to serve someone else. 

I finished my drink in less than two minutes. 

The bartender came back and I asked for a refill. 

I was on my third drink when my phone vibrated in my back pocket. When I pulled it out I noticed it was from Peter. 

Peter: hey baby! Sorry I didn’t wait for you this morning, had to be in early, heading home in 30. See you soon❤️

I sighed and slipped my phone into my purse so I couldn’t see any new messages. I wasn’t going to be home in thirty minutes. 

I finished my third drink faster than the second. 

“Damn birthday girl. You’re really knocking them back.” The same bartender leaned on the counter in front of me. I nodded and slid my glass towards her. “Another.” I requested, already feeling the alcohol take effect. 

“Bad day?” She asked while fixing me another drink. I nodded, and propped my head up in my hand. “You can tell me.. bartenders are often the output for people’s problems.” 

I inhaled deeply. “No ones wished me happy birthday. Not even my mom. I mean, she’s the one who pushed me out of herself twenty one years ago.” I rolled my eyes. “And my boyfriend,” I chuckled a bit. “He’s wonderful and all, but he hasn’t spoken to me all day, I haven’t even seen him yet. He left before I woke up.” I took a sip of my newly replenished drink after she set it down. “Just thought he’d care a little more.” 

“Y’know what?” She said, sliding her hand across the counter to place it over mine. “Fuck him. He doesn’t deserve such a sweet thing as yourself.” She winked. I smiled genuinely. 

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I don’t remember what time I got to the bar, but it was now 11:29pm and I was unsteadily walking up the stairs of my apartment building. Maybe I should’ve taken the elevator. 

I got frustrated while wrestling my keys into the deadbolt. When I did finally unlock the door I all but stumbled inside and closed the door rather loudly. 

“Fucking door.” I sighed, tossing my keys onto the kitchen counter and toed off my shoes while hanging my purse on the coatrack. I removed my phone from it after it was hung up. 

Peter: hey are you okay? 

Peter: when are you getting home?

Peter: working late? 

Peter: I’ll see you when you get home 

Peter: I love you 

I sighed and put my phone on the kitchen counter beside my keys before going to flop heavily on the couch with a grunt. 

I stared at the far wall where all the plants I’d bought last year were. 

Why didn’t anyone remember my birthday? It gets more and more insignificant every year but this one’s a big deal. I’d looked forward to it so much. 

I remember hearing about how some people went bar hopping with a whole group of friends, or about how people went out to strip clubs. 

I’d always thought my friends would do that for me. But I guess not. 

I inhaled and sighed heavily.

“Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to meeee, happy birthday to me.” I sang in a slow slur. A tear rolled out of my eye and down my warm skin. 

“Y/n?” Peters voice floated into the room and I froze, not moving. I even held my breath. “Y/n, it’s like 12am what’re you doing up?” He leaned over the back of the couch and rubbed a hand over my arm. I flinched away and sat up quickly, slipping off of the leather couch and onto the floor with a small “oof.” 

“Are you okay?” He asked. I looked up with narrowed eyes. “I’m fine.” I got up and unsteadily walked towards our bedroom. 

Peter watched. “Hey,” he took my wrist and I looked back at him. “What’s going on with you?” He asked. 

“I got drunk.” I tugged my arm from his hand. “That’s what’s going on with me.” 

I caught a glimpse of the time off of the microwave in the kitchen when I turned away from a very tired Peter. 12:09.

“Drunk?” He asked, following me. I nodded and leaned on the wall. My head was starting to hurt. 

How many drinks did I have again? 

“You never get drunk, what the hell happened today?” 

My eyes were welling with tears as I stared at the floor in the dark hallway. “What the hell happened?” I asked. “What the hell happened is that you left before i even got to kiss you goodbye, and, and my boss was on my ass all day about stupid things, and… no one even texted me! Not one person texted me to say “hey y/n, happy fucking twenty first birthday”!” I pushed off the wall and got up in Peter face while I ranted about my day in drunken tears. 

I couldn’t see very well through my blurred vision and the darkness of the hallway but I could tell that peters expression had fallen. 

“And don’t even say anything about all of this… ‘cause it won’t make it better.” 

I stared down at my feet and cried. Peters hands found my waist and pulled my body into his. He wound his strong arms around me tightly and held onto me. I didn’t hug back. 

“I wanna go to bed.” I told Peter when I’d calmed down a bit. He loosened his arms and I walked away to our bedroom. 

I peeled my shirt and pants off. Leaving me in my tank top and underwear before crawling into bed. 

I felt Peter join me. He didn’t close the distance between us like normal. He was probably just giving me space. It was probably best. 

I’m so glad I don’t have work tomorrow. That would make everything terrible. Or, more terrible than it already is. 

——

In the morning I woke up with probably one of the worst headaches ever. 

The room was thankfully dark when I opened my eyes. And there was a glass of water on my bedside table with two Tylenols. 

I groaned while reaching for both once I sat up. 

My bare feet touched down to the cold wood floor, making me shiver, while I found one of Peters sweatshirts and put it over my body before walking down the hallway to the kitchen. 

I wasn’t expecting to see Peter there but he was, leaning against the counter staring at the floor. Lost in thought. I looked to the right of him and the coffee maker was brewing away. 

“Good morning.” He smiled, looking over when he heard one of the floorboards announce my entering of the room. I smiled back and went to sit across the bar from him on a barstool. 

“Thought you had work.” I said. He shook his head. “I have Fridays off.” 

I nodded. 

“Sorry for coming home late.” I said, rubbing the left side of my face while it rested in my hand. 

Peter pushed off of the counter where he was leaning and rounded the counter to settle between my parted legs, placing his hands on my thighs. “Don’t apologize. I should be doing that.” He whispered, forehead to mine. 

I sighed and nodded a little. 

“I’m sorry I left early without a note, and I’m sorry, so so sorry, I forgot your birthday. There’s not excuse for that and believe me im still beating myself up about it.” He said it all in a hushed tone. He sounded afraid almost. I put an assuring hand on his waist. “I love you so much y/n.” He finished, pressing our foreheads together. His hands squeezed at my thighs and I tightened my grip on where my hand was on his waist. 

“I forgive you… a little. Give me a few hours.” I joked, giving a small smile. Peter softly laughed. 

He slid his hands around to my lower back so that we didn’t have anymore space between us. Our chests moved together whenever we’d breathe and I could feel his heartbeat. 

“I really am sorry.” He murmured into my neck. “I know.” I replied. “I’m sorry too.” 

“For what?” Peter asked. “For blowing up on you. I shouldn’t have yelled.” I answered. “You don’t deserve that.” 

I could barely remember last night, but I do remember yelling in the hallway. I closed my eyes to try and think of something different. 

“I forgive you.” He said, kissing my neck. I hummed. 

“You better.” 

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First-year mun anniversaries this month: Ivy (1st)

Second-year mun anniversaries this month: Sage (14th), Alina (21st)

Third-year mun anniversaries this month:  Reddo (11th), Rua (15th)

First-year muse anniversaries this month: Chad (25th), Linus (29th)

Second-year muse anniversaries this month: Chrom (1st)

Third-year muse anniversaries this month: Maria (11th), F!Byleth (15th)

Muses who have been in the group for a solid year will also be granted an Academy Brooch to put in their inventory. It doesn’t do anything. It just lets others know your character has been around the block. These characters are also granted a new opportunity to change houses if they wish to do so.

- The House Leaders

[jamieroxxartist]

Thursday, Aug 22, 2024. Episode #1417 of 🎨#JamieRoxx’s www.PopRoxxRadio.com 🎙️#TalkShow and 🎧#Podcast w/ Featured Guest:

Simon Phillips, #Writer, #Actor (#TheMousetrap, #Movie | #Comedy, #Horror, #Thriller)

Pop Art Painter Jamie #Roxx (www.JamieRoxx.us) welcomes #SimonPhillips, Writer, Actor (The Mousetrap, Movie | Comedy Horror Thriller) to the Show!

(Click to go there) ● WEB: www.jdbaileyproductions.com ● AZ: www.amazon.com/Mouse-Trap-DVD-Jamie-Bailey/dp/B0D9RMDSVM ● IMDB: www.imdb.com/title/tt30743549

"It's Alex's 21st Birthday, but she's stuck at the amusement arcade on a late shift so her friends decide to surprise her, but a masked killer dressed as Mickey Mouse decides to play a game of his own with them which she must survive." ~ The Mousetrap (2024)

Simon Phillips is an award-winning British actor, probably best known Netflix show FUBAR with Arnold Schwarzenegger and The Witcher Season 3. He has also cited and won awards for his gruesome portrayal of Santa Claus in Christmas Horror features Once Upon A Time At Christmas and The Nights Before Christmas. His Feature film Butchers, garnered high praise from The Guardian Newspaper stating "It's Phillips' performance that keeps the film's pulse going. His Owen is exhilarating unpredictable, alternating between moments of meticulous villainy and sheer lunacy - one moment he will be refitting a spooky music box while eyeing his oblivious prey, next he will be whacking his victim bloodily, channeling a kind of biblical righteousness that makes him slippery, fascinating and, most importantly, terrifying to watch." He has appeared in feature films with Arnold Schwarzenegger, Bruce Willis, Mark Hamill, Robert Englund, Rutger Hauer, Richard E. Grant, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, John Malkovich, and Mel Gibson.

● Media Inquiries: Annie Jeeves Publicist Cinematic Red PR cinematicred.com

[aesculapiansnake]

Pls I wanna hear about your mixology certification thoughts

omg this is my first ask ever in all my time on tumblr and i couldn’t ask for a better topic!!

i’d love to collect my thoughts some more but off the top of my head:

1. it fleshes out annie’s insecurities and allows her the space to reflect on her fear of failure (bouncing off of comedy legend tig notaro no less)

2. it concludes the potential romance arc between annie and troy while giving us one of the sweetest platonic moments in the show (it gets me every time)

3. it gives shirley more depth as a character and hints at her relationship with shame and alcoholism (if only it was explored more, but one episode can only do so much)

4. abed picks up a man with his autistic swag

5. jeff and britta are on their messy bullshit

6. troys maturity begins to truly show itself. he’s far from the character and person he was in the pilot. his “heart of a hero”, as pierce’s will calls it, is on full display when he flies in the face of his fear and insecurities to make the selfless and heartfelt choice to take care of his friends. instead of engaging in the 21st birthday rite of passage that’s been hyped up by those he looks up to, he follows his heart and takes care of all his drunk friends.

7. pierce is barely in it and he’s mostly suffering

[ao3feed-everlark]

Deep Blue but You Painted Me Golden

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/MgvcOFb

by Poppy502

Peseta Mellark never expected that frosting some cookies would get him a ticket to the Capitol, but hey, life can surprise you.

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Peseta Mellark is plucked from the obscurity of District Twelve and thrust into the high-life of the Capitol. He is commissioned to paint a series of portraits of Katarina Snow, the President’s adopted daughter, for her upcoming 21st birthday, Over a series of months, Peeta and Katarina bond, in ways unexpected for both of them. But as Peeta gets closer and closer to falling for this enigmatic girl, with a history she barely understands and secrets too dangerous to be revealed, he finds she may be too volatile to contain.

Words: 2133, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, The Hunger Games (Movies), The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - Suzanne Collins

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Relationships: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Lucy Gray Baird/Coriolanus Snow, Annie Cresta/Finnick Odair

Additional Tags: Katniss is snow’s adopted daughter, also my headcanon is that Katniss is Lucy Gray Baird’s granddaughter

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/MgvcOFb

[scrapesaladofficial]

Madeleine McCann’s Parents Share Devastating Update On Her 21st Birthday

by Annie Walton Doyle May 13, 2024, 3:57 pm Updated: May 13, 2024, 5:44 pm Madeleine McCann’s parents have shared a devastating update on their missing daughter’s 21st birthday. Since three-year-old Madeleine mysteriously vanished from her holiday apartment in Praia da Luz, Portugal, 17 years ago, the mystery of her whereabouts has captivated the internet. The missing girl’s parents, Kate and…

[spongebobafettywap]

So I do think Abed was 24 at the start of community, apparently though Episode 16 takes place in February 2010 so there was a birthday of his offscreen presumably in between then and Episode 17. I'm assuming Critical Film Studies was his 26th Birthday.

I think Abed is 24 so he's closer in age to Britta but also close to Troy as the original group had like pairs of characters close in age: Troy and Annie, Britta and Abed, Shirley and Jeff. The only exception being Pierce. Evidence for Abed being like this originally is the line about Abed being 28 in Troy's 21st Birthday Party.

[publicabsent]

get to the know the mun!

Daily Quote: (in my teacher voice) wow that's so clever, good job!

ALIAS / NAME: annie

BIRTHDAY: july 21st.

ZODIAC: cancer sun, aries moon, aquarius rising

HEIGHT: 5'4" ... the national average <3

HOBBIES: theatre, writing, playing video games, singing, playing my ukulele, tormenting my friends with cursed memes & angsty shit, uhhhh. sleep

FAV. COLOR: green (sage/forest) & yellow (mustard)

FAV. BOOK: peter pan. yeah, i know.

LAST SONG: the muppet version of bohemian rhapsody (teaching~)

LAST MOVIE / SHOW: mutant mayhem

RECENT READ: i am illiterate

INSPIRATION: slow burn haunted house narratives, greek mythology, curating playlists, pinterest, aesthetics, the philosophy of "hey wouldn't it be fucked up if -"

STORY BEHIND URL: so there's this song cycle i'm Nuts about called ghost quartet & one of the last songs is called "prayer," where the characters all sort of lament what they did wrong in each of their lifetimes, & one of the lines is "i will try / to forgive myself / for being absent in public / & bored before stars" & the idea of being absent in public is so nettie-core

[ao3feed-badbuddy]

A very special surprise for Pran's 21st birthday

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4saxwOr by Cynthia_90 Pat/Pran BBSxMama Gogo AU Canon divergence - Didn't reunite in university post transfer For Pran's 21st birthday, his friends take him to Mama Gogo and hired Fierce Eyes (latest addition). They could only afford him because he's new and cheaper. Words: 14744, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: แค่เพื่อนครับเพื่อน | Bad Buddy: the Series (TV), แม่มาคุม...หนุ่มบาร์ร้อน | Mama Gogo (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Pat Napat Jindapat, Pran Parakul Siridechawat, Korn (Bad Buddy: the Series), Wai (Bad Buddy: the Series), Safe (Bad Buddy: the Series), Louis (Bad Buddy: the Series), Choke (Mama Gogo), Kampan (Mama Gogo TV), Judo (Dirty Laundry TV), Cash | Gayu (Mama Gogo TV), Mikael (Mama Gogo), Annie (Mama Gogo TV), Kungten (Mama Gogo TV), Fifa (Mama Gogo), Mo (Bad Buddy: the Series), Chang (Bad Buddy: the Series), Auto (Mama Gogo), Yuth (Mama Gogo), Moodaeng (Mama Gogo) Relationships: Pat Napat Jindapat/Pran Parakul Siridechawat Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post transfer, Pat and Pran didn't go to STU together, Crossover, BBSxMamaGogo crossover, Pat is a bar host, Pran's friends have a big surprise for Pran's 21st birthday, Safe is thirsty!!!!, Heavily inspired by LOL Fanfest Fireboy number, lap dance, Pat and Pran are still so competitive, Pat knows he's pan before meeting Pran again, Ming is an asshole, I added Judo with the Mama Boys because why not, I love Judo in my other AU, needed more Judo lol, WIP posted as a thread on twitter, Sexual Tension, Romantic Tension, Not Beta Read read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4saxwOr

[bookmothic-dyke]

Working on my lesbian vampire story, Date Bite (yes… the name is a bad pun). Finished chapter one last night.

It’s about a newly turned trans girl vampire Annie and her cryptid hunter/musician bff Bea trying to survive the night, or at least kiss before they bite the big one.

Set in a modern yet slightly steampunk world with eldritch magic, monsters of American folklore, and supernatural myst.

[solitaireships]

Birthdays!

Figured I would go ahead and make a list of birthdays for everyone, just to make sure that I don't end up forgetting all of them

Bruce: February 19th

Selina: March 14th

James: July 31st

Chae-Yeong: February 19th

Rita: November 6th

Jayce: July 7th

Mel: September 30th

Cleo: May 2nd

Qrow: April 13th

Yang: July 28th

Tokiko: February 15th

Clark: February 29th

Annie: December 21st