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I hate region-specific album versions. A cover change is fine but just leave the damn tracklist alone :fish2:

8 minutes ago, nostalgic said:

Hi @Kern

 

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Hello

Kim — I AM GNAWING ON THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE 😭

Spoiler
you and jordan have been together for a few months now but nobody knows, not even your best friends. now, the reason for this isn't anything other than keeping it private, as neither of you want it plastered on every headline.
arriving at jordan's house, parking in his garage to avoid prying eyes. you grab your bag from the backseat and let yourself in, taking off your birkenstocks at the door and leaving your bag on the bench in the hallway.
walking into the kitchen, no sign of his 6'2 figure but you can subtly hear the shower running upstairs and see his boots and bag by the kitchen counter. assuming he's in the shower, you make your way to your bag and grab some shorts and a tank top and head upstairs, popping your head through the ajar bathroom door to announce your presence.
you: "hi love"
jordan: "hey @flower moon, i'll be out soon"
whilst you wait for jordan to finish, you lay yourself on his bedroom floor because we don't do outside clothes on the bed around here.
soon enough, you hear the water turn off and your man walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair wet with water droplets running down his chest. lord the man that you are. nonetheless, you give him a quick kiss before making your way into his bathroom. the only thing on your mind right now is jordan, but what's new. the hair, the smile, the thighs, the arms, the laugh, the love he has for you, everything about that man has you weak at the knees.
getting out of the shower, you grab your towel off the rack, wrapping it around your body as you do your skincare and moisturise your body. you put your navy pyjama shorts on with a grey tank top, not clocking how cold it really was just yet, until you step out of the bathroom, feeling the air hit your skin. in these conditions, you walk yourself to jordan's wardrobe and pick out his grey nike hoodie, throwing it over your head and making your way downstairs, just to be met with your man in a pair of black shorts hanging low on his hips. this man could get it every day. oh wait, he does.
you: "did you need any help babe?"
jordan: "no @Escape, almost done here"
not even 5 minutes later, jordan had served you seafood pasta with a glass of red wine.
"almost taste as good as you" in a tone that caused your ***** to clench around nothing.
almost choking on your dinner, nothing could have prepared you for that, to come out of jordan riki's mouth in the middle of dinner.
"i could say the exact same to you riki"
now you both sat at the counter, flabbergasted.
later in the night, after dinner, a few movies and talk about training, you and jordan moved upstairs into his bed, one you dreaded leaving. now, despite sleep wanting to takeover, you couldn't help but focus on the hand that was moving up from your waist to your boob, and it certainly wasn't your own hand. it was the hand of a 6'2 man that happened to have a silver fern tattooed on it.
the hand on your boob made you shiver, reaching for his hand on instinct and in that moment, you knew whatever hope you had for sleep, just went out the window because he may have started it but you couldn't deny him. then, before you could even blink, you were straddling the hips of the finest man you had ever laid eyes on, with his arm reaching up to pull you into the sloppiest kiss, tongue on tongue, fighting for dominance.
"are you gonna be a good girl for me, @nostalgic?"

 

Edited by Kern

6 minutes ago, Kern said:

"are you gonna be a good girl for me, @nostalgic?"

Omg why am I hard :jonny5: yes daddy I will be!!!

13 minutes ago, Kern said:

Hello

Kim — I AM GNAWING ON THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE 😭

  Hide contents
you and jordan have been together for a few months now but nobody knows, not even your best friends. now, the reason for this isn't anything other than keeping it private, as neither of you want it plastered on every headline.
arriving at jordan's house, parking in his garage to avoid prying eyes. you grab your bag from the backseat and let yourself in, taking off your birkenstocks at the door and leaving your bag on the bench in the hallway.
walking into the kitchen, no sign of his 6'2 figure but you can subtly hear the shower running upstairs and see his boots and bag by the kitchen counter. assuming he's in the shower, you make your way to your bag and grab some shorts and a tank top and head upstairs, popping your head through the ajar bathroom door to announce your presence.
you: "hi love"
jordan: "hey @flower moon, i'll be out soon"
whilst you wait for jordan to finish, you lay yourself on his bedroom floor because we don't do outside clothes on the bed around here.
soon enough, you hear the water turn off and your man walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair wet with water droplets running down his chest. lord the man that you are. nonetheless, you give him a quick kiss before making your way into his bathroom. the only thing on your mind right now is jordan, but what's new. the hair, the smile, the thighs, the arms, the laugh, the love he has for you, everything about that man has you weak at the knees.
getting out of the shower, you grab your towel off the rack, wrapping it around your body as you do your skincare and moisturise your body. you put your navy pyjama shorts on with a grey tank top, not clocking how cold it really was just yet, until you step out of the bathroom, feeling the air hit your skin. in these conditions, you walk yourself to jordan's wardrobe and pick out his grey nike hoodie, throwing it over your head and making your way downstairs, just to be met with your man in a pair of black shorts hanging low on his hips. this man could get it every day. oh wait, he does.
you: "did you need any help babe?"
jordan: "no @Escape, almost done here"
not even 5 minutes later, jordan had served you seafood pasta with a glass of red wine.
"almost taste as good as you" in a tone that caused your ***** to clench around nothing.
almost choking on your dinner, nothing could have prepared you for that, to come out of jordan riki's mouth in the middle of dinner.
"i could say the exact same to you riki"
now you both sat at the counter, flabbergasted.
later in the night, after dinner, a few movies and talk about training, you and jordan moved upstairs into his bed, one you dreaded leaving. now, despite sleep wanting to takeover, you couldn't help but focus on the hand that was moving up from your waist to your boob, and it certainly wasn't your own hand. it was the hand of a 6'2 man that happened to have a silver fern tattooed on it.
the hand on your boob made you shiver, reaching for his hand on instinct and in that moment, you knew whatever hope you had for sleep, just went out the window because he may have started it but you couldn't deny him. then, before you could even blink, you were straddling the hips of the finest man you had ever laid eyes on, with his arm reaching up to pull you into the sloppiest kiss, tongue on tongue, fighting for dominance.
"are you gonna be a good girl for me, @nostalgic?"

 

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I'll never look at a friend's Stories ever again because she keeps posting screamers there.

My trust issues is so bad these days I'm worried it's gonna affect me in life 

1 hour ago, SmittenCake said:

 

 

 

I'm part of that number. I'm sorry it took me so long to listen to her newest album. I love it way more than I thought I would. :intoit:

Never cared about Rumpelstiltskin, and none of my students even read it. A khia fairy tale.

I am still jobless so I will host another rate.

 

Pokemon needs to sit aside for a bit because the audience seems tired

Pixar is about to release a new flop soon so I can't do that yet

No one moved for Disney since my 2019 rate so I know results will be the same

DreamWorks does not have enough material for a solo rate

 

Anyone here wants to get @'d once I potentially put up a PlayStation 1 Rate? I think I'll let everyone send a list of 20 games of their choosing and make the results based on that. 

 

Spoiler

If Final Fantasy 7 wins, the rate will be cancelled

 

Thank God my favourite member from the Amity Affliction is starting his own band :weeps:

 

Like he reason why I was a huge Amity fan to begin with. I won't continue listening them without him but at least his going to build his own band :heart: 

Spent almost the entire day with my friend today. Honestly was one of the best days I've had in so long. He just makes me so happy (in a non-romantic way). 

 

First thing my husband asks when I get home is if I had fun with my "new boyfriend." :priceless:

 

I also got my first nasty sunburn of the season. :celestial6:

 

Everyone's sophisticated lists: Final Fantasy, Metal Gear Solid, Tekken

Mine: The Grinch, Bugs Bunny, Croc

2 hours ago, Suilen said:

Never cared about Rumpelstiltskin, and none of my students even read it. A khia fairy tale.

that story was iconic as a child but i'd completely forgotten about it :redface:

Edited by flower moon

Just saw Morgan #1 on the Australian album chart

 

It's over the whole world has poor taste in music and I never want to turn the radio on ever again 

 

Kpop only for me it is. Till country and indie trend dies

9 hours ago, SmittenCake said:

Who on here is trade ?

one of my f*cking residents at my job thinks I look like trade because I have longer hair and am alt :rip: nah but y'all on this website have heard my voice and seen my mannerisms so i'm definitely not trade

guys omg my childhood best friend is in town cause she's seeing Lord Huron at Red Rocks tomorrow night so I just hung out with her for like 4 hours for the first time in 5 years :cries: I've missed her and her bf so much they're only a state away but this is the longest we'd ever gone without hanging out! we smoked some weed and drank a bit in my apartment and then they drove me to work and I introduced them to my fav people at my job like my twink boss and my twink DJ resident (lol) and my fav security guard and they're leaving on Thursday morning but I'm gonna make it a point to definitely see them again before they leave cause I love them soooo much! I've been friends with Aja since she was 13 and I was 15, we go wayyyy f*cking back, when we were growing up in suburban Maryland omg :tornado::heart2:

really worried for my diagnosed next month, since I kinda floated and bluffed all my years on earth since I never was a troubled outkast kid (like I was pretty quiet except for my meltdown episodes whenever I did cry) even though I still wasn't talking proper at 8 years old but as an adult how TF are they gonna pick it up. except seeing an adult having the mindset of an 18 year old :gaycat6: but isn't that just called not wanting to grow up

 

only reckless/addiction I have is shopping while everyone around here a heavy drug users and just gets diagnosed of borderline but that could easily be the drugs giving them brain damage, its partly why it took me 6 years because they saw I didn't do drugs and thought meh she's fine :rip:  like uh no have you seen my obsession with singers? im def not normal :biblio:

I can have the wildest, most dynamic of dreams. I couldn't even begin to start describing it. 200w.gif?cid=6c09b952dca74iclicpmz7o0ug4

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