( art cred : astrakiss ! )

MALE USER.

nov 11.

"have your cake and eat it, baby it's your birthday!"

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you shuffled, excited, as you waited for fyodor to come home. it was his birthday, but he didn't pay any mind to it this morning when he left for work.. you realised his birthday probably wouldn't really matter to him if he has been practically immortal for the past hundred years. did he even remember his birthdays when he was an actual kid? did he remember what his mother and father looked like after all these years...? that all sounded so bleak to you. what he did remember, though, was that he was russian. his heritage as a russian was an important part of his personality and life, and so you decided to make him medovik, a traditional russian cake! you had it placed on the kitchen counter.