Can you pleaseee write a fic where jermajesty and the reader are like secretly dating and the fans don’t know and they say they are like “Good friends”
Ofc I can! I'll add this to the queue, my love!
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Can you pleaseee write a fic where jermajesty and the reader are like secretly dating and the fans don’t know and they say they are like “Good friends”
Ofc I can! I'll add this to the queue, my love!
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📏 i need to know if i can step on u
LMAOOOOO I am 5’0” so a smol bean. You probably could step on me 🤷🏾♀️
Do you do smut? 👉👈
I dooooooo. No one really sends me much to work with but I’m gonna start with some little stories here and there then BOOM!
Smut here!
Smut there!
SMUT EVERYWHERE!!! (Also some fluff and angst)
.. A correspondence I send to you. Further from mortal ears.
Firstly, I was not aware the ocean was well— that it remained flourishing, despite our sister's strange silence. The water that borders The Grove is nothing but red and empty; and I had assumed it stretched all the way across. All the way down.
Regardless, I'm happy to know that this is not the case. That her creatures are well, too. I'm glad they've not all completely unraveled.
Thank you, for telling me this. It does soothe my essence; this knowledge of yours.
[ a quieter, slightly more begrudging admittance; ]
And. I am sorry, regarding my overreactions.
I am sorry that I keep.. disrupting them. The flowers. The mortals, trapped below. Or most of them are, at least.
As much as I love my plants, I wish I could enter areas and be less destructive. Or less frightening, if that makes sense. I've already said this, but I do not mean to threaten them. It aggravates me that I do so.
[ a sigh. a noise like wind chimes. ]
Something I will have to work on, I suppose.
On a happier note, however, your gifts are as wonderful as ever, Bee. I still have your Ambrose in The Garden, and I am glad to see the mortals enjoying such a balm as well.
You are generous in this way— perhaps I shall have to take notes!
[ her voice lilts playfully on those last words, and it is clear she is not being entirely serious. ]
I need to get better at gift-giving, anyway. It is only fair.
Kind regards, your sister.
( — @theoracleseekswhatitdoesntknow )
your intimidation has always been a saving grace for the rest of us, sister. it is a form of protection when in open environments like the sea, sky, or soil.
however, it is not built for small spaces it seems.
but I would still say it is useful. to be so tangible, I mean. you can do things I never could. help, hurt, love, loathe, you can do anything, sweet sister of mine. the best I can do is speak and dream.
and thank you for the flattery. I am glad to hear my ambrose is boding people well.
lovingly,
your sister.
📸
My 12th pic! I saw this weird ass moth so of course I had to take a picture of it 🤷🏾♀️
Ask me more stuff 😍
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