#I love you earl grey thank you earl grey for being earl grey <3333

[starpros-sunshine]

My love, My darling, oh how I yearn for your warm embrace! Oh how I yearn for you sweet scent to herald the end of my trials and my tribulations.

A throbbing ache that claws at me and digs it's cold talons into my head and persists and persists and persists and persists and swallows me whole and oh how I yearn for your lovely touch to ease my pain and free me from these vultures that seem to follow me wherever I go.

You are the warm light in this cold world, the remedy to all my plights, my comfort in these lonely nights and wether it might be on those cozy autumn evenings or those calm spring mornings, your presence delights again and again and I can't help but hope that your warmth will continue bewitch me body and soul and keep me company for a long while 'till death do us part.

Yours sincerely; someone that really really enjoyed drinking his cup of Earl Grey just now and decided to write a very bad ode about it <3

[takalzuoom]

lol sam as your friendly neighborhood fortune telling wind aunt, like during the course of mc's adventure they stumble upon sam from time to time, and sam offering chaotic and cryptic advice in return. like mc asks sam on how to make leona/floyd stop picking on them and sam's response? "have you tried bitting back? like actually bitting them? if you are i suggest going for the throat" while sipping on a pina colada. that is all. just here spreading wine aunt sam agenda for the pirate au

you and @poisonapplenecklace are bad influences on me 😭😭 /j

cause i have a few of (both) your asks in my inbox that i’m just HOARDING- like the ideas are just GOD TIER

LIKE I LOVE HOW YALL ARE LETTING ME BUILD ON TOP OF YOUR ALREADY HOT, SEXY IDEAS

UGH I LOVE IT. THANK YOU FOR SENDING JN SUCK AMAZING ASKS AND BEING APART OF THIS AH 🤧🤧🙇🏻🙇🏻🙇🏻<3333

i’m trying to find ways to respond to them 😭😭

BUT INTRODUCING VOODO WITCH DOCTOR SAM! WHOSE ADVICE IS ACTUALLY WORTH A PENNY CAUSE THEY SUCK!!

“there’s a lion captain who won’t stop bothering me”

“…apart him with water cats hate water”

“…but he’s a pirate”

“and he’s a cat. where’s my 5 dollars-“

HE GAVE YOU THE JAR OF DIRT!!!!

after hearing about you foolishly getting involved with 3 of the seven pirate lords, and you’re about to go back out to sea. he gives you a jar of heaping dirt. ofc you and your friends exchange a look

sam about to take it back until you snatch it from him. a satisfied him leaving his lips as he went back to fiddling around his messy, dim litted ‘shop’

no cause he actually suggested you to but floyd the next time you see him. both to stop him and ‘for payback for not giving him the shark teeth he requested as apart of their trade’

more than once had you have to hide out in sam’s shop to avoid literally everyone. sam’s house / shop was a neutral zone, where no pirates, or navy men brave enough to trench through the gator infested bijou, were allowed to fight.

“here, have some warm tea and tell me all about what happened”

“what tea are you drinking? “

“rum”

“…”

“camomile or earl grey?”

“earl grey please-“

[luninosity]

You are made of stardust and galaxies and I love you. Send this to your ten favorite people on this website. 💙💚😘

Awwww!

Hmm - what do I have open, as far as fic in progress, as a thank-you? Maybe a piece of the last Demon bonus story?

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At thispoint cheerful if somewhat ragged emotions approached the door; Justin pushed himselfup on elbows, tugged at a few more universe-strings, and had Earl Grey—withlavender—billowing tea-scented steam from a hastily heated-up mug by the timeKris came in. “How’d it go? Also I love you.”

 “Love you,I’d’ve been back twenty minutes ago but I stopped at that bakery you like—here,it’s supposedly got chocolate and chili spice and cayenne pepper in—”

 “I loveyou even more.”

 “—andgood, I think.” Kris kicked off boots, shed leather jacket, padded over to thesofa: a rock star in jeans and sock-clad feet, absentmindedly tucking looseshaggy hair behind an ear, rumpled from pastry-hunting adventures. He tastedlike tea and sugar and orange cream; he at first leaned down over the sofa toscoop Justin into the kiss, and when this proved insufficient proceeded toclimb over the back and tumble down into cushions and welcoming demon limbs.Justin shoved his cupcake onto thetable to protect it, wrapped arms and legs around him, held on, and fellwillingly into being kissed.

 Kris felt like home. Like a solid steadyheartbeat, and the brush of loose dark hair against Justin’s face, and the shapeof that familiar body atop his. Like hands that could coax melody out ofguitar-strings and hearts, but would never ever hit him or cause harm; likeweight that meant safety and comfort, pinning him down in a longed-for way,making this tangible and faithful and undeniably true.