#SOMEONE TAKE ME HOME
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azurecanary · 6 months ago
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I did not just see someone say the Jedi are cops
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sydtodd21 · 9 months ago
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all aboard the hot mess express, 🫠😵‍💫
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speckle-the-crow · 1 year ago
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how do I satisfy the cravings and desire to be in the woods deep in the mountains in writing
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eegyo · 9 months ago
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“Now tell me how did all my dreams turn to nightmares;
How did I lose it when I was right there?”
Can someone give me advice please? What to do if your dreams are slipping out of your fingers right before your own eyes, and it’s your own fault?
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erinyaya · 1 year ago
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And I’m not saying sex with a milf would fix all my problems but it sure would help
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jjungkookislife · 23 days ago
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They’ve been working my ass all morning 😭 I still have 2.5 hours left 😭
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the-chaos-goose · 7 months ago
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Im about to sob over like 20 things at once but also I look like this -> :|
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ilovebuckers5 · 10 months ago
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wore a crop top in public for the first time ever and i've already caught two men staring at me
love thsi sm!
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kazzastark · 11 months ago
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I'm stuck in class and I can't draw due to shaky hands :( I wanna go home
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ginumo · 7 months ago
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OKAY FINE THEY GOT ME TOO.
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hajihiko · 17 days ago
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Sobriety crew gets no mercy from drunk shenanigans
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months ago
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Good Morning, World.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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koipudding · 7 days ago
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jing yuan, who loves when you’re wearing his clothes, and you return them to him. it’s so domestic and simple but he craves it. (gn reader, not a serious drabble.) reader is characterized as smaller than jy, interpret as you wish.
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The clothes smell like you, of course. The laundry detergent you bought, your shampoo and the little scent beads you like to put in the washing machine. He doesn’t mind the musk that lingers on his old shirts after you clean the whole house, no of course not. Jing Yuan adores smelling your musk, lotion and conditioner melding together and melting into his shirt.
You go out to buy new scent beads every other month, a tiny little jar of them. Jing Yuan swears to anyone who listens that you’re doing this on purpose. Mixing your shampoo and lotion to match with the scent beads, changing the fabric softener to mess with his head (and laundry). He laments this to Fu Xuan, Qingzu, and Yanqing, who all beg you to stick to one routine before the General loses his sanity (of course, everyone groans and ignores him. they’ve had enough of his marital escapades, and they just tell him to marry you again if he’s this smitten. Thus, after a decade of marriage, Jing Yuan has rewritten his vows.) He likes these little variances in his routine, the little harmless surprise that keeps him on his toes.
(He swears it's just because you picked it out. You know it's because it reminds him that there's finally a home for him to return to.)
"I'm back, do you know what the others said during the meeting, they were planning on handing off more paperwork, but I insisted mimi and you would--" He stops in his tracks. This must be unfair. Divine Punishment? Did he anger Lan? his ancestors?
Jing Yuan sees you wearing nothing but some socks, his shorts and t-shirt (both of which hang off of your smaller frame). He runs over, pace quickening.
You yelp quietly, backing away before he pounces onto you, bearing all of his weight onto you. He can't help it, you're so cute wearing his outfit, doing laundry and making dinner.
“You smell so good.” he buries his face into your neck, inhaling the sun on your skin, lotion he bought for you, and the conditioner you've taken from his stash.
“And you smell icky.” You push him off gently, but his arms only tighten. He just got back from work, and he reeks of sweat. But you can’t ignore how your heart races whenever he gets up to these antics, and you can’t help but indulge in his whims. 
This is a regular habit. He barely removes his armor before running to you, and clings to you like a sullen child, asking about dinner and how his darling and mimi have been. You can only sigh and pat his head while he recharges in your lap (or, in Yanqing’s words: naps.) 
"thank you, for everything," He whispers into your ear, "You're doing great, sweetheart."
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a/n: I was talking to a coworker abt how the only thing that brings me joy now is a 2d man (jy) and buying new scent beads/laundry scent boosters or sample perfume. then I had this idea. also that ending bit :,) sending good vibes to all with my first fic of the new yr!
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elodieunderglass · 1 year ago
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raviollies · 9 months ago
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I love putting her in funny little outfits
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wormy-worm · 2 years ago
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images of spike the dragon that evoke a feeling
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