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idolkisses · 8 months
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A flower blooms from above...
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ME / Chronic Fatigue Syndrome flags!
i wanted to make these since i rarely see posts about my condition and id like to be able to have a flag attached to it like my other conditions!! free to use without credit, but just my handle somewhere is appreciated..
need IDs, tagging @accessmogai for them ^^
please do not retag gender tags, theyre just for reach!
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captainfern · 11 months
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✿ captainfern's masterlist ✿
below, you can find all my works. it will probably take me a while to update this list when i post something new, so give me a day or so and it'll be linked in no time :)
🍃 - indicates nsfw content
🌿 - indicates sfw content
🌱 - indicates fem!reader/afab!reader
☘️ - indicates gn!reader
🌷 - indicates fern's favourites
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Captain John Price [#captain'snirvana]
About A Girl [🍃,🌱], About A Girl pt. 2 [🍃,🌱]
All Apologies [🍃,🌱]
Breed [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Come As You Are [🍃,🌱]
Heart-Shaped Box [🍃,🌱]
In Bloom [🍃,☘️]
In Utero, In Utero pt. 2 [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Lake of Fire [🍃,🌱]
Lithium [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Lounge Act [🍃,🌱]
Love Buzz [🍃,🌱]
Milk It [🍃,🌱]
Nevermind [🍃,🌱], Nevermind pt. 2 [🍃,🌱]
Serve The Servants [🍃,🌱] +Ghost
Something In The Way [🍃,🌱]
Stay Away [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Where Did You Sleep Last Night [🌿,☘️]
With The Lights Out [🍃,🌱] +Graves
You Know You’re Right [🍃,🌱]
Marigold - Dad's Best Friend Series
Marigold Prequel [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Marigold [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Marigold pt. 2 [🌿,🌱]
Marigold pt. 3 [🍃,🌱]
Marigold pt. 4 [🍃,🌱]
Marigold pt. 5 [🍃,🌱]
Marigold - The End [🍃,🌱]
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Simon "Ghost" Riley [#captain'smetallica]
Damage, Inc. [🍃,🌱]
Fade To Black [🍃,🌱] +Price
Master of Puppets [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Nothing Else Matters [🍃,🌱]
Orion [🍃,🌱]
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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick [#captain'stimbaland]
2 Man Show [🍃,🌱]
Give It To Me [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Morning After Dark [🍃,🌱,🌷]
Release [🍃,🌱]
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Johnny "Soap" MacTavish [#captain'sKISS]
Rock Bottom - Voyeur Series [+Price]
Rock Bottom [🍃,☘️]
Rock Bottom pt. 2 [🍃,☘️]
Rock Bottom pt. 3 [🍃,☘️]
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Commander Phillip Graves [#captain'sfleetwood]
Dreams [🍃,🌱]
Need Your Love So Bad [🍃,☘️]
Tusk [🍃,🌱,🌷]
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Imagines [#captain'simagines]
141 - This Is Not A Book Club [🌿,☘️]
141 - Okay, Maybe This Is A Book Club [🌿,☘]
141Rugby!au [#141rugby!au] [🍃,🌱]
Introductory and Definitions
Part One - Pink Tape [Gaz]
Part Two - Crush [Soap]
Part Three - Good Girl [Ghost]
Part Four - Greedy [Price]
Part Five - Perfect [141]
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cloveroctobers · 15 days
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JEY USO x BLACK! READER — Spring Writings 🩵
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A/N: I took a stab at writing for roman and now here I am doing the same for jey? Except this one isn’t strongly plot based…Wish me luck! I’m new to the scene so I apologize if this isn’t in his character…But I think I got it? We’ll see 😆
PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE + HERE & I’m using:  “did you seriously use the last of the milk for this?” “i thought it would taste good!” +  “well i put it on the grocery list!” “i didn’t think i needed the list!” “you clearly did!!” +  “i can’t find the remote.” “i’m actually going to kill you.” 1. “But look, this is on sale!”
WARNINGS: language + just doing typical bickering couple things.
☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎
In the near future, you wanted to advocate for detaching your head (not on some Black mirror type shit, although you knew there was a 70% chance that it could go that route) and leaving it to get any protective style for yourself, sisters, brothers, and non-binaries while you went about your business before you came back to collect your freshly did head. You originally wanted to go in with some straight backs with the water wave left out towards the ends but switched to boho locs last minute.
Thankfully you had that type of relationship with your stylist so she didn’t mind much.
You were always down to try something new and been contemplating getting some locs after a few of your family members been on their journey for years now. Tending to your head nearly everyday was a hassle especially as a routine to go into the world and work. Hair had a mind of its own and it didn’t need to be explained, if you know, you know.
The last thirty minutes of your appointment, you were reaching out to your husband to see what was on the menu at home or if you needed to pick something up. The snacks your go to girl provided only held up for so long and when Jey told you that he had a taste for Kopai, basically hinting that would be for lunch or dinner—when Jey threw down he made enough for both occasions—you sat up a bit in the driver’s seat, one hand on the wheel, while you floated through the streets to get back home.
When you unlocked the white security gate to the bright russet orange home (Jey picked the exterior color and you weren’t crazy about it but at least it stood out from the other homes, which was his main goal), you were already hit with a whiff of spices, thanks to the breezy San Francisco spring air and found the petal pink front door wide open. Which made you quirk up a brow but you were too famished to think too hard about it as you quickly made your way through the small entry way into the master bedroom to toss your things onto the bed.
You sighed with a shake of your head as you made your way up the stairs, hearing Jey listening to Kendrick’s disses on loop again but you also ignored that as you made your way to the right where the kitchen and living room sat. Sneaking behind the man on your toes like swiper, you slapped a hand and squeezed his backside in greeting while Jey legit yelped and yanked himself away.
Grinning at him innocently you say, “why are your clappers clenched?”
Jey sucked his teeth while you attempted to hide your laughter, “yo, what I tell you about doing that man? That’s my job to do to you, not other way around.”
“I thought we believed in equality in this house?” You placed your hands on your hips while Jey just huffed.
You moved towards the stove, where Jey was hovering over. The soup pot was there, steaming but the aroma wasn’t giving Kopai. While jey was distracted on his phone again, mumbling to himself and nodding his head—possibly the lyrics—you snatched up a spoon to dip into the pot.
Wincing against the temperature on your tongue, you managed to get the food down after chewing and sucking air into your mouth. That was enough to get Jey’s attention as he looked at you with a straight face, annoyed that you went and sampled.
“This is not giving dumpling…where are the dumplings?” You managed to get out after your last chew.
Jey folded his muscular arms honestly replying, “that’s because there isn’t any.”
“Huh? But it’s Samoan Sunday.” Which meant each Sunday included something from Jey’s culture, sometimes combined with soul food, depending on what y’all were in the mood for.
Jey lifted his chin, “turns out it’s a whatever’s in the fridge day. That you just rudely sampled behind my back without giving me any proper love by the way, it’s spicy chicken and rice chowder.”
Scrunching up your face, you popped your tongue in distaste at the aftermath. Now that you knew what it was, it could explain this foul after taste because something wasn’t adding up.
“Joshua.”
“Oh here you go,” Jey threw his hands up in the air, “If I wanted another food critic, I’d just call your damn father.”
Your father has his own successful restaurant here in California and back up North where you were originally from. Majority of the time if your family was over, Jey did everything in his power not to be the one who was solely on food duty because your father was very critical especially when it came to food.
That’s that Virgo shit.
“Chowder includes milk right?” You didn’t get the culinary trait but you watched enough cooking competitions and attended plenty to know the basics. You weren’t the biggest fan of seafood, although that was the common type of chowder, there was no seafood in this dish.
It still didn’t taste right to you.
And Jey usually knew what to do in the kitchen, more so on the grill but still he got by and knew Gordon Ramsey would approve of at least a few of his dishes. If not? His bitch ass could certainly see Jey’s hands. Not your pops though, he wasn’t messing with him at all.
Jey scoffed, “yeah.”
“Hey, I’m not feeling your attitude.” You addressed over your shoulder as you went to the fridge to open up.
Jey shot back, “well I’m not feelin’ you sneaking and holdin’ two handfuls of my ass but here we are.”
It was one hand but whatever fed his ego.
He was really about to bring the hangry out of you if he kept it up to be honest. Your hands went to the top shelf, immediately spotting the now empty glass milk bottle. Yanking it out, you held it up in the air for your husband to see.
“Did you seriously use the last of the milk for this?” You questioned, one hand on your hip now.
He blinked between you and the glass and then back again, “I thought it would taste good!”
Your eye twitched, “With expired milk, Josh?!”
He scrunched up his face at this news, “be for real,” he starts as he makes his way towards you to grab the glass, “…how was I supposed to know?”
Jey’s fingers quickly unscrewed the silicone dispenser cap to take a sniff of the inside and recoiled.
“By doing that like you normally do.” You respond, “also there’s a label on the back that aways gets written with the expiration date.”
Jey snarled, “Why can’t we just keep the damn carton instead of this aesthetically pleasing bullshit?”
“That’s rich coming from Mr. Leo the flashy asshole himself.” You tilted your head to the side, sending him the same type of energy.
“Why am I catching strays?” Jey pounded on his chest, voice naturally booming off the walls, “it’s my fault I like nice things?”
‘And that I tried to cook us a meal?’ He thinks to himself.
“No but it’s mine?” You repeat his motions, pointing at your own chest while Jey sighs, “I tried to remind you this morning before I left, that the milk needed to be dumped.”
Jey scratches at his ear with his lips pushed out in thought, “I heard none of that.”
“Well, I put it on the grocery list!” Your voice went up now and you can only blame your hunger.
Jey slides the bottle onto the white surface of the pale blue counter, “I didn’t think I needed the list!”
“You clearly did!” You laugh humorlessly at the fact that you just ate partially spoiled food.
It was funny how your husband picked and chose what he wanted to remember. Granted it was pretty early when you told him this, waking him up from his snoring slumber as you pecked his cheek on your way out. Last night in bed he said he would hit the store for a few quick items you needed for the house and milk was the first thing on the list. He didn’t remember that but he knew you had a hair appointment since he insisted on paying for it, he always loved your fro and didn’t mind seeing you change it up.
He was very vocal if he didn’t like a look either, even if you were pranking him a few times with stiff wigs from Tyler Perry Amazon, which caused many more lashings from the both of you that it sometimes got personal. The both of you could take the shit talking from each other but once it actually stung just a little too much? And if it happened to occur in front of family? Oh the silent treatment was more lethal than the actual words.
“Now I see why your ass was so clenched when I came in here. You were trying to poison me, or encourage me to go vegan, my own got damn husband.” You scoffed while Jey rolled his eyes at your dramatics and that was saying a lot, since he was the number one Thespian.
He makes the noise of a buzzer, “wrong answer forehead! My fatty is too well rounded for it to be clenched. Especially if it was glute day yesterday. There’s no high booties around here and I’m highly offended that you think I would do that to you when you’re my whole heart.”
You stuck your tongue out giving him a thumbs down, “don’t try to butter me up, I’m still aggy and I’m trying to big my back, not make my stomach touch my back.”
And just like that he grins as he moves to grip the sides of your face, “I’m sorry ma, you know I always got you and already have a back up order for dinner if this didn’t turn out too well. Plus, I got something else that could feed your appetite. A appetizer if you really think about it.”
His smile turns devilish now as he moves to place his hips on yours to feel exactly what he’s serving up. You shove at his chest as he goes even further to try and kiss up your neck, “Nope, if you don’t get off me! You’re not getting none of that.”
“Why not? We got at least twenty-five minutes before option B is ready and I can make it work.” He’s chasing after you now.
You’re on the other side of the white and blue island with a shake of your head, “for one, I have no nutrients in my body and it’s really sounding like you want me to cross over to the other side.”
Jey interrupts as he stares at you in all seriousness, “never.”
Holding up fingers you continue, “Two, my laser appointment isn’t until Wednesday.”
Jey caressed his beard in thought licking his lips, “oh word, hump day? That’s even better but fuck all that we grown! Let me get you that jug of fruit water you made and then that ass is mine.”
You laughed, “you think I’m gonna just fold after you deprived me of Kopai? You really done lost your mind and it’s all KDot’s doing.”
“Nah, leave my boy out of this.”
You gasped, “That switch up is crazy.”
‘Guess we know who Jey’s shaking that ass for and it’s not just for me,’ you cackle internally before focusing back on what your husband’s response would be to picking with him. You knew better than to let that slip through your lips because you wouldn’t hear the end of it and your body was already going through it okay!
From getting your hair done and WORKING OUT!
Get your mind out of the gutter you hoes.
“I mean I didn’t say I was going to completely cut BBL—
Your eyes went wide as Jey smacked a hand over his mouth. You pointed at him and hopped up and down to prove your point.
“Be quiet.” He hissed before he made his claim, “I mean sure if im in the car I’ll bump Drake over Kendrick but he had something on his chest so some shit talking needed to be said.”
“And did.”
“Exactly but Drake’s still my guy.” He shrugged.
You shake your head as you pace the floor as if you were analyzing Jey like you were in some courtroom instead of your kitchen, “That’s just like you, taking up for the light skins.”
“Aight now you dragging it.” Jey sent a glower in your direction.
You laugh as you leaned against the counter feeling like a nap but not without facing the issue here, “so…what’s actually on the menu since you lied to me about the Kopai and then flopped the chowder.”
“It wasn’t a complete flop!” Jey argued with a deep furrow of his brows, “the flavor was on point, I just messed up with the dairy portion.”
You stated, “Goat milk would have been superior.”
“Oh hell no, wait until I tell your father about that one.” Jey’s shaking his head in disgust, goat milk was only great for a skincare routine and he could say that based on experience but far as consuming? Jey was good on that.
“Wait until I tell him that you tried to give me food poisoning.” You countered with a heated stare.
Jey deeply inhaled and sucked his teeth, “aight let’s roll before you get my blood pressure up to the point I need to be hospitalized.”
He turns the stove off and moves the pot to the side while it’s your turn to make your way over to the tatted man. You nuzzle your head into the back of shoulders while hugging him, “it’s only fair that we get on each others nerves.”
“You’re lucky I love yo ass.” He mumbles, resting a warm hand on top of your clasped ones.
“And you’re lucky I love you right back and didn’t take a bite out of your behind for depriving me of food.”
Jey scrunched up his nose at that and side eyed as he turned to face you a bit but you held his stare, letting him know that you weren’t joking. “See, I knew it in my spirit that you were one of those kids that liked to bite. I’ve seen baby pictures and that’s something I’ll have to keep in mind when we’re blessed with children.”
“Says the fighter out of the marriage.” You quirk up a brow but Jey just shrugs.
“I own my shit.”
“Whatever bro…where’s your keys?” You remove yourself from Jey to look around the kitchen while the said man follows you.
He buries his forehead against the side of your temple bumping you, “i’m not your bro so I don’t know who you think you’re talking to.”
You push him from your space, “stop playing with me, Joshua. We don’t have time for this!”
“Come correct then.”
You roll your eyes with a flick of your hair, “keys or I’ll go get my own.”
“I’m driving, I don’t need you acting like the streets are Mario kart like you probably did on your way here.” He states before he sarcastically jokes, “You’re not you when you’re hungry.”
Let’s not talk about driving skills…of course you didn’t say that but Jey could tell you were thinking it. So he steps to you, holding out his hand but kept his eyes on you until you placed yours in his. He led the way back downstairs to the front level of the home, keys already in his pocket as he locked up the front of the house before heading to the garage.
There was tension on the first five minutes of the drive but not to the point where you two knew you wouldn’t get past it. You fumbled with the radio as the wind whipped across your profile and before you both know it, you’re both singing along to music from 2018, which was reminiscent back when things were starting to heat up between you two. Back when Jey was inviting you to family barbecues and being too afraid to ask you to be his girl and making an ass out of himself to his family when they questioned what you were.
It was all trial and tribulations that led to your marriage a year later. This bickering was nothing compared to what the both of you dealt with prior. And what’s a perfect marriage?
“By the way, the new look is sexy.” Jey comments as the both of you sit in his car digging into your food.
He chose Japanese…which was satisfactory since you loved the Wagyu beef tacos here and he was tearing into the BamuBamu wings, licking his fingers and everything that you knew his mother would be slapping the back of his head if she was in the backseat.
“Thanks baby, we’ll call this look: Gaia or Alani.” You posed, hands still holding a taco.
Jey nods, “ooo, Gailani is fire! See how I just did that?”
“Hope you come up with better earthy names for our future crotch goblins.” You told him while Jey frowned at you mid-bite.
“No way you just said that.”
Shrugging you say, “I mean I don’t know how pregnancy is going to make me feel so that’s their potential nickname.”
“I mean…how would you feel if I referred you as a gremlin?” Jey questioned, not liking how you were picking on your unborn children already.
Listen to him being the sensitive parent! He cared deeply for his niece and nephew, he also didn’t play when it came to them either so he can only imagine how he would be with his own.
“…I’d blame the children you played a part of helping create. Like child like father.”
“That’s cap and not exactly how that works, that’s right, I paid attention in biology class! You’ll probably start taking it out on me, I’ll have to have doc on speed dial for tetanus shots.” Jey winked at you while you elbowed his arm, “but nah I’ll love y’all through it regardless because like it or not I’m a pretty great guy.”
You snort, “You say that now.”
“I mean it though and I know you know that. I couldn’t have picked a better person to ride through this rollercoaster of life with and the world deserves to have mini versions of us roaming the earth, plus I’m always down to get to practicing.” He winks at you while you shake your head.
“I can tell, you almost leaped over the counter to take me down.”
He pointed, “You started it by grabbing my ass and the new look isn’t helping my urges.”
“Well,” you shrugged with a smirk on your lips, “it’s definitely not happening since you like to pull hair and you didn’t buy the milk.”
“There’s a farmers market right up the street, they got to have some and then will you chill?”
“I’m chill now.” You chew with a smile as you slump into the passenger seat while Jey deeply exhales.
“Yeah, cause you’re spoiled.”
“You made me this way.”
“I know.” Jey smiles at you adoringly before shaking his head, “my own personal pain in my butt.”
“But I do appreciate the effort…although my stomach might feel different in a few hours.” You pout a little, feeling it flip just a smidge.
Jey widens his eyes at you, just hoping that didn’t happen, “nah we getting probiotics or some type of cleanse at this market, let’s go before they close. Seatbelt please.”
“I’m eating.”
The side eye he gives you makes you do so but you hold onto your taco a little tighter in the process. Driving across the street to the open parking lot that sat to the side of where the market was set up, he’s ready to hop out the car, door tossed open, without you since you were still eating but you call out to him to wait for you.
The farmers market was one of your favorite places to be, especially on a Sunday and there was no way he was going without you. He was the main one that said the both of you were always going to be by each other’s sides wherever you went. When it came to grocery shopping, Jey was the type of shopper that wanted to get in and get out. Anything else? Clothes? Cars? He could spend all day there.
Yes he was huffy as you took your time, knowing they were about to start closing up in the next fifteen minutes. You had to search his car for your gum, lipgloss, and micro wallet that you stored in here just in case you didn’t have your purse (which was sitting pretty back at home on your bed) and stole Jey’s car for the day.
“C’mon,” Jey says your name impatiently, “what’re you doing?”
“Where’s my green mini wallet I had stored on the side of the rati?” Your hands are going along the pocket of the black Maserati.
Jey answers, “that little thing? I been took that out and threw it somewhere in your drawer back at the crib. What do you need that for when you’re with me anyway? Let’s go, ma.”
Then he questions why you’re a pain in his butt!
Checking your lips once more, you get out the car dusting off any crumbs from your lap before you circle around the car to intertwine your fingers with Jey’s. You huddle closer to him as the wind is at your backs before you enter through the tarps of set up sections. He’s on a mission while your eyes are wide, trying to look at any and everything to the point he lets go of your hand to keep searching for what you’re mainly here for.
Usually it’s mostly food here but occasionally they’ll have a few clothing, accessories, and even home decor shops set up as well. It really was the best of both worlds when that happened. Jey already knew that you would search for one of those while he stayed where the food was at. He chatted with the elderly man who had his own farm about forty miles from here, got three jugs of milk: oat, goat, and coconut. Along with a nice tip before he bid his farewells then began checking for you around the sizable space.
“Hey baby,” you greet as he eventually finds you at a vendor that wasn’t selling food yet you’re holding a few fruits and fruit juices in your hands, “I got us some more papayas and pineapples. It’s already paid for since the lady took Zelle but I want to show you something else.”
You finally shift the items into the netted bag onto your other wrist as you reach out for Jey’s wrist to drag him back to a few vendors over. It was some shop that was selling antiques and he’s now standing in front of two figurines.
“Wouldn’t this be cute for the mantle above the fireplace?”
Jey glanced at you, “yeah if we wanted to be murdered in our sleep at some point.”
“Joshua!” You shushed him, “I thought they would add more color to the mantle since the fireplace is black.”
“And the marble on the bottom is white along with the rest of the furniture that’s light and the walls except for that one kitchen wall that’s a chalkboard.” The man blinks as he vividly remembers your shared home, “We don’t need anymore unnecessary stuff, especially no dolls that look like annabelle and her possessed friends.” Jey tells you while you frown as he grabs your wrist now.
You’re being dragged away while the woman laughs and sends you a wave as you attempt to persuade him one last time on one other decor piece sitting on a table, “But look, this is on sale!”
Jey mutters, “there’s a reason why majority of her items are. I know evil when i see it.”
“Not the judgement. You don’t know that lady, Josh and you need to stop watching so many scary movies lately, they’re making you so paranoid.” You sassed while you two made it back to his car.
He peeked at you before he grabbed his seatbelt, “did you see her pet possum on the leash sleeping underneath that dusty red chair?”
“Her what?!”
“Uh huh.” He nods, starting the car while going into detail about how the vendor felt off the moment you dragged him closer to it.
By the time the two of you get home, you’re heading into the master bedroom to grab your floral bonnet while Jey heads up stairs with the food. He does the clean up of the soup, finishes up his wings while you eventually make your way upstairs to eat your own food. When you meet Jey’s brown eyes across from the dining table, the both of you share a laugh at your matching low-lidded eyes. The Itis. You’re the first to move, discarding your food since Jey finished way before you and pull at his hand for him to stand.
Wrapping your arms across his shoulders before moving one hand to play with the end of his hair, he leans down to grasp your back before slipping his hands down to your ass to lift you against his hips. “That’s how it should be,” he tells you as you kiss his lips and he makes his way over to the couch.
You warn your husband, “Watch my head, we know how heavy handed you are.”
“I got it, I got it.” Jey mocks as he protects your head, laying you down first before he climbs over you to rest against the couch.
He loops an arm across your shoulders as you move around trying to get comfortable thanks to your new do. Finding that your left is less painful than your right, you face the coffee table, two living chairs, and tv instead while Jey lightly wraps his arm around your neck instead.
And you’re fine just like this, well fed and in the arms of your man ready to get a nap in until…
“I can’t find the remote.” Jey breaks the silence that makes your eyes peel open with a flare of your nostrils.
You want to fling your entire body back but your neck said different, leaving you to only side eye Jey as he sheepishly smiles at you.
“I’m actually going to kill you!” You inform him, “i said leaving the remote in the drawer of the coffee table makes it easier so we don’t have to go crazy looking for it.”
“And I may or may not have done that.” He says nonchalantly, not bothered that he was pushing a button again, “I like to leave it tucked in the cushions along with my leg in there because you know how that stupid thing likes to overheat sometimes and it’s always cold in there.”
Only Jey y’all.
Only Jey.
Once you go quiet and manage to face the brown eyed man again, you smile softly at him as you caressed his face, “that lady at the market that you were shook over, ain’t got shit on me.”
“Whatchu mean? Aye!” Jey yelled as you started to playfully ring his neck.
The only way to get you to stop was for him to slap his hand right on top of your sore head and wiggle it and what did he do that for?
“OW! Why would you—I’m done.”
You hop off the couch and circle around it but not without yanking a pillow and slamming it against Jey’s stomach, “disrespectful ass.”
“So I’m just supposed to take you son-ing me?” Jey sat up on his elbows, grunting at the attack before shoving the pillow to the floor.
You snapped over your shoulder, “I don’t know, I thought you might like that since you like your ass grabbed, although you try to deny it as much as possible.”
“What?! Now you just saying shit.”
“And you’re always doing shit!” You yell back, out of sight now and heading back downstairs.
Jey sighs as he settles back against the couch again, “Where you goin’?”
“To bed!”
“It’s 4pm.”
“Goodnight mullet! You play too much.”
Jey felt his chest bubble with some laughter but said back, “I LOVE YOU!”
“So?!”
“I SAID, I LOVE YOU!” Jey called back out but when he didn’t get any response, he jumped up to his feet and raced down the stairs just to see you laughing waiting to slam the door in his face.
Yet you were too slow, making Jey barge into the room to latch onto your body to pepper your face in kisses.
It was the little things that he did that he knew would get on your nerves (which was mutual) but ultimately you loved that man down no matter what.
Jey could say the same even if you got on his case majority of the time.
You were his everything and more.
☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎
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myfoodsflowers · 2 months
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Bulbophyllum Binnendijkii 🍀☘ Is a species of orchid in the genus Bulbophyllum that grows from Malesia. Java to New Guinea. Blooming Season Fall and Winter
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moonjxsung · 5 months
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one of the most gorgeously written works ive read in my life, followed by my personal favorites wtsl, wtrs and lost in translation. your story made me go through an entire roller coaster of emotions that i dont know how to explain and your words always get me in a grip where it feels like im genuinely living in the story. i just went through an almost 40 minute short period of my life where i just spent a fleeting moment in an alternate universe that was as if looking down into a puddle and seeing another blurry reflection of myself somewhere buried among the glittering stars scattered across the ink black canvas we call the night sky. written works always captivate me in such an emotional way where its as if im diving into a bottomless pool of murky water and once it swallows me whole, the more i struggle to go up for a breath of air, the more i sink below instead, caught in a whirlwind of the fictional world. sometimes i really do want to believe its an alternate reality somewhere among the universe because of how the words come to life so well. approximately two hundred thousand words within the english language and you put yours well together so specifically it makes me go through an existential crisis hoping one day i can have a fairy tale like this of my own so fleeting it shatters my heart to millions of broken glass pieces only to fix it back up again and hung in a museum for all to gaze upon. youre so eloquent with your words it leaves me in shock every time without missing. encompasses and carries me like a wind of crying autumn leaves spinning me into a whole new world; and this one, makes me dream of the village of shirakawa and its praying roofs, heavy snowfall pattering down above my head and enclosing me in, with the feeling of the body of a warm figure laying next to mine.
and finally, i am seriously profoundly in love with your writing for years to come until the day i die, where my body can decompose into the ground and turn into blooming flowers in spring, into roses and daisies and daffodils and lilies so beautiful it simply shows how heartfelt i was throughout my years, gazing at the puddle of my reflection in those hundreds of alternate universes. and i wish you luck as you hopefully hang up more of the glittering stars and constellations in the galaxy of my dreams, decorating my black canvas so i can pick them off the sky one at a time to look back on and go through the short period of my life where i can forget about everything and simply wash away in your words once again.
~《☘》
Ummm fully crying in bed before I go to sleep!!! I love you???? This was such a beautifully crafted piece of feedback and I’m so beyond happy I could help you escape to that little world for a few minutes 🥹🫶 your words and your kindness truly keep me going and I can’t believe I’m so lucky to have anons like you who are THIS amazing and THIS eloquent with their lovely feedback and grant me their valuable time. It’s not something I will ever take for granted as long as I’m on this app. You (and everyone else’s lovely feedback) have forever changed me and I believe there’s so much good in this world because people like you exist. There’s so much love to be felt and art to be shared and I have so much to say to you always!!! But I’ll keep it at I love you, and I hope you know there are no limitations when I speak of my admiration for you. You’re everything to me and more- always always always. Please don’t ever stop gracing my inbox with your lovely presence, it puts a smile on my face every time even if it’s just a short hello 🫶💓
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Hiii I'm here for your new game . Hope you're doing good . If not I'm sending you my love and positive energies to you ♥️.
Initials :- S.P ; She / Her
Aries Sun , Taurus Moon , Scorpio Rising
𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠! ♥︎
I’m doing good thank you! I hope you too!
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You’re like a rose blooming in a dark winter garden.
Your most beautiful attributes that others love about you are your warm heart and generosity. To those you love you care deeply and would always be there for them whenever they need you especially in their hardest time. You are not easily intimidated by the darkness of others. Rather you are quite accepting and would embrace anyone who seems to need it. People admire you for your authenticity. You don’t change yourself for others nor to fit their ideas or to please them. You stay true to yourself. People love that about you. You might be insecure at times but you don’t let it show so that’s another reason why people think highly of you.
Bonus: You’re doing so much for others. Even if you feel like they don’t notice it, trust me, they do. You don’t demand reciprocation back for the services you give others. You give without expecting to take and people who see that and know you love that so much about you.
𝐀 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝.
𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 ☘︎︎
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letterfromheart · 5 months
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— ⊹ ✴
lunette irisya,
might as well be known as chalestine blythe whitney / magenta primrose / lacey caroline as the name 🪷🀦
🀤 i perceive myself as the warmth on a last winter, a gleam at the edge of the blue, the quieten wave, the blooming flower, the growing tree, the merry sky! 𖹭 🕊
a brief information about the shades of ocean blue 𖹭
✶ — if i were ...
a song, i would be the ‘autumn morning’ by IU / instrument, clair de lune / place, would be the ocean sea / a movie, interstellar and its theories / animals, mixed bunny and kittie / paintings, cliff walk at pourville & water lilies / flower, a primrose / colours, musk mist & lavender grey & lace & lilac snow & ancient water & slate gray! 🪷
any kind of appellation is allowed to be given to me as long as it pertains to my identity.. ♡ (i, too, generally give some people a nickname if we happen to be friends with each other; i consider it a present to those who are willing to befriend me, it is like my second nature.. ⊹  ִ ໋.ˑ) feminine or they / them / theirs are my go-to pronouns; nevertheless, it is still fine to address me with other kinds besides it, i swing with any pronouns. if you ever wondering about my age, just in case you are a MDNI user, then shoo-shoo your worries away! i have reached the age of consent (20↑).
to be frank, i am not too fond of the astrology thingy... however! i have discovered something, i happen to be february’s piscean — ☽ after several times taking test, i got certified as xnfj! truthfully, i myself think that type of mbti suits me the most. i tend to be organized with almost everything around me, i enjoy myself as a planner, and i am either too loud when my energy gets fully charged— or too quiet when i am running out of it.. there is nothing in between.
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“may love reach you like the sound of the waves . . . ♥︎”
my interests are wheeling around the sounds of the seaside, blabbering and discovering more about the mysteries in outer space and the deepest ocean, taking pictures of trees and the sky, observing and learning about self-improvement, watching a romance-comedy, fantasy, or teen movie, playing with or watching a kitten, bunny, or otter videos, doing make-up and skincare, and exploring other beauty stuff ♡☘︎
aside from those things, i also listen to music and sometimes use it as a way to escape from reality. ever since i was little, music has been my dearest companion! thus, it is making me appreciate various genres. aiming to find some people who have the same interest as mine.. i will make a list of some of the singers or composers whose songs and pieces i have been listening to avidly 🎶
✴ — taylor swift, sunset rollercoaster, wave to earth, the dream academy, sleeping at last, the oh hello, zabawa, secondhand serenade, bruno major, keshi, mitski, the macarons project, a rocket to the moon, charlie burg, niki zefanya, laufey, 92914, beabadoobee, olivia rodrigo, lee ji-eun, novo amor, jannabi, the weeknd, mxmtoon, imaginary future, et cetera.
✴— claude debussy, beethoven, tchaikovsky, chopin, johann pachelbel, mozart, thad fiscella, hikaru shirosu, brian crain, manon clément, yiruma, et cetera.
watching a movie / drama / series is also a way for me to learn about new things and comprehend other people’s perspectives. here, i will also list some of the things i have on my watched-list 📺
✴ movie — interstellar, moonfall, the martian, oppenheimer, 2001: a space odyssey, gravity, barbie, a man called otto, the handmaiden, enola holmes, the princess diaries, passengers, the devil wears prada, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, hocus pocus, ad’ astra, legally blonde, clueless, mean girls, soulmate, the parent trap, charlie and the chocolate factory, ghibli movies, me before you, little women, breakfast at tiffany’s, et cetera.
✴ film-series / series — gilmore girls, gossip girls, the hunger games, narnia, harry potter, the maze runner, wednesday, anne with an e, victorious, the haunted hathaways, sam & cat, wandavision, resident evil, et cetera.
✴ drama — hometown cha cha cha, daily dose of sunshine, the glory, a time called you, little women (korean’s version), the king: eternal monarch, 2521, crash landing on you, forecasting love and weather, our beloved summer, anna, it's okay to not be okay, dream high, pyramid game, et cetera.
🍁 ♡ 𝅄 and there are some things i have not yet written that you might notice when you have been befriending and talking with me !! ☺︎
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i-luvsang · 2 years
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☘︎︎. ᦔ nct dream and their high school crushes .̾
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㋛ about: the members of nct dream crushing on you, fluff, high school!au, cw: very brief food mention, lmk if i missed something
!ᴏᴛ.❼ — gn!reader
˒ for mark it’s about … your words. on the very first day of the school year, he immediately takes notice of you when you choose to sit beside him in his elective class. but it's when you start talking that he really starts to pay attention. he can't pinpoint why, but he begins to fall in love with your words and the way you talk. you're just so knowledgeable and passionate about the subject and he adores having that shared interest. yet the best part is when that certain charm in the way you talk about the class gets even better when you talk with him everyday before and after class. somehow the way you speak to him makes him blush and sends hundreds of butterflies to his stomach.
˒ for renjun it’s about … the little things. he's not one to seek a high school romance, but you just keep catching his eye. it's in the way you seem to be living in your own world, dancing lightly to the music in your earbuds before the bell rings, or the doodles that make their way onto your paper in place of notes. the quirk to your lips when he passes a sarcastic comment and the tilt to your head when you can't figure out what in the world the teacher is saying has him unconsciously staring at you for minutes on end. his interest in you only grows when he makes the effort to casually talk to you, and is elated to realize that you're happy to reciprocate.
˒ for jeno it’s about … the way you look at him. the first time that he talks to you is when the teacher pairs the two of you together for a project. naturally, he walks up to your desk when it's time to begin working. and before coming up to you, he just figures it'll be a calm, easy project with a nice new friend. then you look up at him from your seat and he's surprised that the first thing that crosses his mind is that you look very, very cute. throughout working together, he comes to love your looks of confusion when something doesn't make sense, the confident one when you know just what you're talking about, and best of all, every moment of eye-contact. and every time you look at him with a smile, he feels a feeling of adoration bloom in his chest.
˒ for haechan it’s about … your laugh. at first you’re kinda just one of the kids in his social studies course, but one day he walks past your lunch table during lunch and hears you laughing at a friend’s joke. he nearly gets whiplash from how fast he turns to look at you, because “wow their laugh is gorgeous.” now every time he makes a joke in your shared class, he finds himself unconsciously glancing at you to see if think its funny. he almost doesn’t notice the warm satisfaction he feels when he makes you laugh until a contrasting wave of jealousy hits him as you giggle at something jaemin does.
˒ for jaemin it’s about … your voice. the combination of jaem being the sweetest guy around and him already being interested in you since you chatted about the homework a few days ago makes it natural that he pays very close attention to anything he can do for you. so when you start grumbling about how gosh dang hungry you are, he doesn't hesitate to reach over and hand you a snack from his bag. something about your smile and voice when you say thank you makes his heart flutter. now he just can't stop talking to you, both to get to know the lovely person you are, and maybe a part of him just wants to keep leaving your sweet voice.
˒ for chenle it’s about … your connection. you and chenle have been best friends since middle school, and nothing has ever more right. everything about your relationship has always just fit so right, your personalities complimenting each other in a way that the words "best friends" could never truly encompass. and one night he lays in bed, just excited as any other day to see you in homeroom the next morning and thinking of his friendship with you. it surprises him when he feels a sense of fluttering in his stomach and a blush creep up on his cheeks. but then it's natural when, after a few days of your shared homeroom and holding hands in the hall, and he realizes that there's one think that just might feel a bit more right.
˒ for jisung it’s about … the way you make him feel. it's because he's never felt this way that makes him so curious about you. sure, he gets shy and nervous around most people, but you send him into a different sort of panic when you call his name from down the hall. suddenly, he knows what people mean when they say they felt "butterflies" in their stomach, because that's the only way to describe the fluttering in the pit of his stomach when you make eye-contact as you work on a project together, and he can't help the soft smile he gifts you each time he sees you.
☺︎︎ ・˚ ᵎ ・′‥
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: genderstitch ~ a gendersystem where your gender / gender identity feels sewn together or like patches stitched onto something !
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templates under the cut ^_^
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: pinkmedcorin ~ a xenogender relating to hospitalcore / medicalcore and pink ! this gender can feel like pink hospitals , pink medicine , etc etc !
tagging @accessmogai for image ID.
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: angelideath ~ an xenogender relating to being a fallen angel that is now an angel of death !
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— requested by anon!
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: colohanacoric ~ a xenogender relating to usahana, bright colors, and the kidcore aesthetic!
tagging @accessmogai for image IDs
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— requested by 🦴 anon!
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: mariongirl ~ an xenogender that feels like a marionette and a girl , or is for a girl who feels connected to marionettes , or a girl who is a marionette !
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☆ :: marionboy ~ an xenogender that feels like a marionette and a boy , or is for a boy who feels connected to marionettes , or a boy who is a marionette !
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— coined by Frill ♡
— requested by none
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: lavenjelly ~ a xenogender related to jellyfish and lavender, lavender colored jellyfish , being a jellyfish that likes lavender , etc etc ...
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: bootleggedgirl ~ an xenogender that is related to being a girl in a knockoff way, or not being an 'authentic' girl. a bootleggedgirl!
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☆ :: bootleggedboy ~ an xenogender that is related to being a boy in a knockoff way, or not being an 'authentic' boy. a bootleggedboy!
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idolkisses · 10 months
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☆ :: horrorheron ~ a gender that is the hero or protagonist in a web horror series- specifically one that meets their tragic demise. this gender feels like a purpose unfulfilled, dead, and heroic.
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— coined by Frill ♡
— requested by 📼 anon !
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