#❧〘 jeremiahofphilo 〙

[ameliadamen]

FUNERAL FLOWERS — ୨୧⋆ ˚ a closed starter。

It's still summer. The air hangs heavy with the weight of the season's warmth, and a quiet street languishes under the watchful gaze of the sun. The asphalt emanates heat that rises in wavering currents, distorting the distant horizon. The street, once bustling with life, now wears a solemn demeanor, its tranquility amplified by the absence of hurried footsteps and the hum of passing cars.

At the corner of this serene thoroughfare stands a flower shop, its facade weathered by time and solitude. The once vibrant hues of the storefront have faded to muted tones, as if the colors themselves have surrendered to the relentless march of days. Wooden shutters, worn and weary, cling to the windows, casting fragmented shadows upon the flower boxes that adorn the sills.

Above, the sky stretches out in a vast expanse of blue, marred only by wisps of cloud that drift aimlessly overhead.

✿: @jeremiahofphilo 𝓲. 𝙅𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙖𝙝

Amelia's steps were heavy with a burden unseen, her usually vibrant demeanor shrouded in a veil of anger and sorrow.

Recent events had left her reeling, her heart heavy with grief that threatened to consume her. Just days ago, she had lost her entire family. And as if the weight of that loss wasn't enough, she herself had narrowly escaped death when her childhood home was engulfed in flames, leaving her battered and broken in both body and spirit.

Now, as she approached the flower shop, her emotions churned within her. Anger simmered just beneath the surface, a seething undercurrent that threatened to spill over at any moment. She could have saved them–... Yet, woven amidst the anger was a thread of sadness, a deep ache that resonated within her soul and threatened to consume her whole.

With each step, memories flooded her mind – memories of happier times, of family outings and evening dinners. And now, she found herself here, on this somber evening, tasked with a duty she never thought she would have to bear – selecting flowers for their funerals.

As she pushed open the creaking door of the flower shop, the scent of blossoms filled her senses, a bittersweet reminder of the fragility of life. She moved through the dimly lit interior, her eyes scanning the array of blooms that adorned the shelves.

Amelia's hands trembled as she reached out to touch the delicate petals, her heart heavy with the weight of her loss.

[yvonnesrespite]

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Physical Appearance: Fair skin, hazel/amber eyes, chestnut coloured hair with a side-swept fringe in various styles, and my usual scrubs or y2k fashion.

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Occupation: Akso’s prettiest nurse, duh. Cardiac surgery department and sometimes chilling at the front desk.

Canon Relationships: Colleagues with Dr. Zayne and Dr. Greyson. A little gossip about the MC but only brief interactions.

❥ Friends!

❀ Doctor Zayne ~ @zayne-snowman  ♡ Doctor Greyson ~ @drgreysonmd  ❀ Crow ~ @just-a-normal-crow ♡ Rafayel ~ @flamesque ❀ Jeremiah ~ @jeremiahofphilo ♡ Thomas ~ @thomasicism ❀Jenna ~ @unicorns-captain ♡ Nero ~ @wandererenthusiast1 ❀ Astra ~ @sasstras-gaze ♡ mc ~ @aethercodeevol

➵ This post will be updated as more info comes out and if important things change/come up, or if mun sees typos/errors lmao

➵ Divider art by mun, aka mahalkitart, aka "mahalkitheart" here on Tumblr.

[ameliadamen]

Should I walk by again or have you already realized I’m your soulmate?

Amelia, who had been assisting Jeremiah in his quaint flower shop, glanced up at him, her expression shifting from puzzlement to mirth.

She paused, a hint of bewilderment coloring her tone. "Jeremiah!" she began, while laughing a bit. "Is this what I unknowingly agreed to when we started dating?"

Taking a deep breath, she changed her demeanor, and looked at him coyly. "Why walk by again when you can just come over and prove it?"

[ameliadamen]

“૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ ᴮᵉᵉᵖ..! ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ! @jeremiahofphilo ˎˊ˗

〈　📲Jemmy　〉:　you should have told me you were leaving the funeral early 〈　📲Jemmy　〉:　i would have seen you off if you did

[ameliadamen]

𓏲 ₊˚๑ ꒰𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚꒱ ໑‧₊˚.ꪆ

˚ ༘ ‎ ‎﹫𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 ೀ

⤹ ⊹ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲 ୨୧ 🌱 ₊˚๑

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ 𝓟𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓫𝓮 ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

(っ’-’)╮=͟͟͞͞💌 @jeremiahofphilo

[ameliadamen]

MOMENTS ★ ! ˖ ࣪ 💭

╰┈➤ photo drops? 🤭 @jeremiahofphilo @thomasicism

[ameliadamen]

* i'm in the unsent project again !! tell me this isn't bella → @jeremiahofphilo

[ameliadamen]

[Text] Hey! It's the florist who ran into you at the cafe. Just letting you know we're having a special at the shop this weekend. I've been thinking I haven't seen a lot of gingers around Linkon. Gingers get a free flower.

AMELIA STARED AT THE MESSAGE FOR A MINUTE. IT HAD BEEN A FEW DAYS SINCE SHE MET JEREMIAH— THREE DAYS OR SO— AND THOUGH SHE HAD DILIGENTLY WAITED THAT NIGHT FOR A MESSAGE, SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED WHEN SHE DIDN'T GET ONE, THINKING PERHAPS SHE SHOULD HAVE ASKED FOR HIS NUMBER INSTEAD. STILL, AS DAYS PASSED SHE HAD SLOWLY FORGOTTEN. BUT NOW HE HAD MESSAGED HER.

〈　📲 Unknown　〉: Jeremiah???

〈　📲 Unknown　〉: i'm surprised you used it i,,, didn't expect the number thing to work 🙈

IT WAS DIFFICULT TO ADMIT THAT SO OPENLY, BECAUSE IT FELT, TO HER, LIKE AN ADMISSION THAT SHE WAS LOOKING INTO THIS CONNECTION TOO MUCH THAN SHE INITIALLY THOUGHT. BUT SHE WANTED TO BE HONEST TO HIM.

〈　📲 Unknown 　〉: LOL wait a bit i'm saving your number

SHE HAD HALF A MIND TO SAVE HIM AS HER CONTACTS AS FLORIST GUY, BUT DECIDED THAT WAS A BIT TOO IMPERSONAL. TO AMELIA, JEREMIAH WAS ALREADY A FRIEND. BESIDES, IT ISN'T LIKE HE WOULD EVER SEE THE NICKNAME SHE PUTS IN, RIGHT?

〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: there

〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: isn't this a bad business model, mr florist? giving away flowers for free?

[ameliadamen]

MOMENTS ★ ! ˖ ࣪ 💭

╰┈➤ how did i marry this man? @jeremiahofphilo [ src ]

[ameliadamen]

"૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ ᴮᵉᵉᵖ..! ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ! @jeremiahofphilo ˎˊ˗　

＜　ＶＯＩＣＥ　ＭＥＳＳＡＧＥ　＞

＜　🗣️📲Daddy　＞：　daddy i took mommy's phone

＜　🗣️📲Daddy　＞：　happy fader's day

＜　🗣️📲Daddy　＞：　come home alweady!

＜　🗣️📲Daddy　＞：　we bake something

＜　🗣️📲Daddy　＞：　for you, but it a secret

[ameliadamen]

MOMENTS ★ ! ˖ ࣪ 💭

╰┈➤ can they stop being like this? i'm feeling neglected! 😆😆 @jeremiahofphilo [ src. ]

[ameliadamen]

“૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ ᴮᵉᵉᵖ..! ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ! @jeremiahofphilo ˎˊ˗

〈　📲jemmy　〉:　i dreamt about you

〈　📲jemmy　〉:　no idea what it was about

〈　📲jemmy　〉:　but i did

〈　📲jemmy　〉:　mebbe i shouldn't have sprung this on u as soon as i woke up

[ameliadamen]

➜ ┊: (hey pretty stranger) ᵎ ✰

ᯓ⭒i think you look cute .ᐟ

✎𓂃 can i get your number？。°˖⌕

− ⌗ i wanna know you ⊹.∿

𝓙𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓪𝓱 ˗ˏˋ ✿ ˎˊ˗ 𝓐𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓪

(っ’-’)╮=͟͟͞͞💌 @jeremiahofphilo

[ameliadamen]

[->Amelia: GOOD MORNING! suns out!] [->Amelia: I think I'm going to have time off soon. Let's get out to Bloomsore soon?]

〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: y are u a morning person 〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: stop being a morning person 〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: let me sleep???

She paused and returned to lying down on her bed, before getting up again, quicker this time.

〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: WIAT 〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: WAIT* 〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: R U SERRIOUS

[ameliadamen]

〈　📲 @jeremiahofphilo 　〉:

〈　📲 Jemmy　〉: you

[ameliadamen]

✿: @jeremiahofphilo 𝓲. 𝙅𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙖𝙝

[->Amelia: I can stop by. I'll be right there.] He was already in the area, and prepared just in case, knowing his time was limited on her break. The deepspace headquarters was not a location he frequented often, but with Xavier on shift and a certain Captain in the area, he had begun to feel less inclined to be fearful. Today, too, he was a little too determined to be beside himself. To them, he was nothing more than a civilian. In his apron and all, he approached the front desk, giving her name, and waiting in the lobby for her, ready to hand her a whole dozen of roses with mixed in white carnations that he definitely did not work on instead of getting more sleep in the morning.

「　That was quick！ I thought you'll take a bit to get here 。　」

SHE SAYS AS SHE WALKS TOWARDS HIM, SMILE ON HER FACE. SHE WAS INCREDIBLY HAPPY THAT HE HAD GONE TO THE OFFICE DESPITE HOW HE USUALLY WAS. AND WITH FLOWERS, TO BOOT.

「　Are those・・・ deliveries？　」

SHE TRIED TO HIDE HER DISAPPOINTMENT. OF COURSE HE WASN'T JUST HERE FOR HER, OF COURSE THERE'S OFFICIAL BUSINESS TOO. BESIDES, THERE IS NO NEED FOR HER TO FEEL DISAPPOINTMENT, AFTER ALL, HE'S STILL HERE. ALTHOUGH LOOKING RATHER WEARY. DID HE CONTINUE WITH WORK EVEN AFTER ALL THE THINGS HE DID LAST NIGHT? SHE FROWNED, WORRY MARRING HER FEATURES.