tagged by the gorgeous and fabulous @cordiallyfuturedwight and @aprylynn for february's roundup:
tagging the usual music favs: @jiminsproof @thvinyl @jimin-gaon @visionsofgideontheninth @spicyclematis @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @monismochi plus @kimtaegis for the amy macdonald of it all 💜 and also you, dear reader. MWAH
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closed starter for @heroexxs
"come on, just let me put a little bit of glitter on you? it'll be cute." florence herself was only half dressed, walking around in a mini skirt and a bralette with her own makeup setting. now that they were living together, dani seemed to be a constant distraction. if she was always in reach, why wouldn't she be talking to her or sitting next to her or kissing her or touching her? "please?" she pleaded, batting her eyelashes as she sorted through her eyeshadow palettes for one with a lot of purples. "this would look so good on you."
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living in the inbetween hell where I dont hate or love ttpd enough to agree with anyone on the dash so im just sort of flinching whenever I see a post about it from any side
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"if i commit atrocities, my love, it is always pushed by a narrative !!" florence mumbled out; a piping hot cup of coffee close to her slightly chapped lips. perhaps staying up until ungodly late hours of the night ( nearing day, really ), grading papers about the topic she didn't particularly like teaching about... was a terrible, no good idea. a groggy mess, slouched by the table, heavy-lidded eyes looking at her beloved, still holding a spark of admiration. "by atrocities... i meant... the... whatever it is simmering in the pot — i found a cool recipe for oatmeal, and..." a vague hand gesture, "i am afraid to look at it now. what if it starts speaking in a tongue i do not understand ??" // @luvticon
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MUSE: florence fitzgerald • 31
OPEN to: anyone (25+)
PLOT: i just found out you've been seeing me to gain information / turn me in to the authorities / ruin me. (can be rival gang, law enforcement, someone seeking revenge, whatever floats your boat)
"So were you ever going to tell me or was the plan to just wait until I was taken down?" Her expression hardened, jaw tightening as she spat the words out. "Was this all just a lie too?"
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closed starter — ace kang ( feat. @delvedinto ) !
location — on the set of ' anyone but you ' , around 11pm .
night shoots are probably his favorite , ever since he first started in the business , there's something about his mind & focus being on point & sharp when the night comes . which explains why he's in such a good mood ( it's not only because of the scenes that are going down tonight ) as he reaches his co-star . “ ready to pull an all nighter & kiss the hell out of me ? “ he's half-joking , mainly because it's exactly what they're gonna' do .
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i'll try and be more considerate next time i'm saving you.
Accepting
"No, it's just—! I mean—" Did he offend them with his abrupt reaction to their healing? It surely seemed so. First things first: "Thanks. I owe you one." Seira means it, truly. He gets back up, the pain in his calf gone, as was his wound. Only the torn off, bloodied fabric remains as proof that he was once bitten.
"It's warm, that's all. Your magic. Mine feels different, so it caught me off guard." It's the best excuse he can give. Though it is partly true, the truth is the tiefling isn't used to feeling heat. On rare occasions when he has, the culprit usually was fire. "That scratch on your neck, I can remove for you, if you're not too fond of it."
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closed starter for: @delvedinto
where: Flo’s house
Even though the last week or so had been a whirlwind, he knew he couldn’t spend another night in the city without checking in on Florence. Just because he’d learned that he had children of his own didn’t mean that he would ever turn his back on the woman who had become like a daughter to him in many ways since her father’s passing. So, he tucked his hands into the jacket of his leather jacket as he entered her home. “You’ve gained a new neighbor. Well, not literal neighbor because I’m not next door, but I am in the same zip code, and I figure that has to be better than just seeing me a couple of times a year.” Truthfully, being closer to Flo would also make him feel better. The young woman wasn’t gifted with a mother like Jordana. The woman who called herself Florence’s mother acted like anything other than the title. “How about we order in a pizza, my treat, and you can update me on your life since we last talked?”
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nsfw oral starters
“A little more. I know you can take it.” idk its giving burgie and flo. the bde is too strong for anything else
florence looked up at him through hooded eyes as she swallowed around his cock. she pulled back taking a deep breath as she licked her lips. “it’s so god damn big romus.” she retorted taking a shuddering breath as she stroked his cock looking up at him. “i don’t think i can take it all.” she said with a shake of her head as she looked up at him licking her lips. her mouth wrapped around his cock again lips stretching around him as she bobbed her head taking as much of him as she could into her mouth.
@arcaneloved
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closed starter for @delvedinto
The Kennedy party made no difference to Gideon and honestly he had grown tired of hearing about it before the end of the day following it. So what if people got into a fight? That happened at pretty much every party the man had ever been to, it didn’t make the event special by any means. Mostly, he was getting aggravated because Florence had seemed off – as in she had been seething at someone other than him. It made rehearsals tamer, as tame as it could be between the two of them. He was already stretching on the floor when she made her way into the room, barely glancing up at her first. “Are you still distracted or are you ready to work?”
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i really think some people need to do some research on why olivia wilde is a cunt and realise it’s not just because of harry😹😹
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“So pregnancy brain is apparently actually a thing. I left my phone in the refrigerator and couldn’t find it for hours.” (farah for florence)
Biting back her laugh as Florence graded papers, " Ah it is very real. I once folded up my laundry and unintentionally started filling the chest freezer with laundry." the younger fairy laughed as she sat her grading pen down, " how's my little sister doing today?" Florence said referring to her unborn sibling she was guessing the gender on.
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open to : m & f & nb
with : florence wyatt
�� long story short : you are in a coffee shop at separate tables and florence notices you looking.
❛ . . . okay, is there something on my face or—? like, it's the third time i've caught you staring. ❜
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closed starter ; ft. loki romanov + florence quint.
location ; shrike county hospital.
@shrikc-gals
there was a lot that loki had wanted to say in those last moments of consciousness. as she was using the last of her strength to pull the knife from florence’s thigh, she though about how the last time they’d met, loki had implied that the older woman was weak. in reality, she knew she was nothing but. and she wanted her to know that then. loki woke up in the hospital before she had the chance to tell her. when she asked her coworkers about florence, they assured her she was fine, though being monitored, and that loki could leave whenever she wanted and come back to visit tomorrow during visiting hours. loki gave them hell and told them she’d leave when she wanted, and see florence when she wanted. they couldn’t argue with her, really. being one of their best surgeons, they couldn’t afford to.
“ hey, ” she said a little awkwardly upon entering florence’s room. how much did she remember ? was she still angry ? loki hadn’t felt such pure anxiety for a long time. the blonde winced and whimpered as she sat herself on the edge of florence’s bed, her broken ribs caning with the movement. the red-haired woman appeared tired. but even so, loki felt that ridiculous fluttery feeling in her chest that she’d been trying so hard to get rid of. in that moment, however, she didn’t find it an issue at all. “ you really took a beating, huh ? ” the memory of seeing the bloodied water, and seeing florence being held under so brutally, it made loki’s eyes water ever so slightly. she had seen brutality. she’d been brutal. but that stuck with her more than anything. “ me too, actually, ” she motioned to the scrapes across her cheek and brow. “ i think we’re going to have some really cool scars, at least. do you want to see mine ? you haven’t seen them yet. i got them after… you know, after we… it was a while after that. so you haven’t seen them. ”
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closed for @someotherdog // ft. florence x bill
No one knew about her last encounter with Bill. Or if they did, no one mentioned it to her face. Flora had heard the whispers behind her back as news broke out about the betrayal. And while she hadn't exactly flaunted her relations with the man, people that paid attention realized just how close the pair of them had gotten while he had been in their ranks. It was a blow to her ego, no doubt, but it barely held a candle to the shame and embarrassment she held at the memory of sleeping with him instead of killing him. It was a memory she was willing to bury a million times over.
But problems with the Lobos and their increasing attacks against them eventually took the forefront of her attention. It had to be if she wanted the Fitzgeralds to survive this war--the last thing she wanted was to watch her family's legacy go up in flames.
As weeks passed, it became one thing after another. An attack here. A raid there. Injuries and losses sprung up like the common cold. But at least they were always able to give back what they got. It was about the only silver lining during these tense times. Getting news that Bill had finally been spotted seemed like a blessing and a curse, though Flora couldn't help but chase after the sighting if it meant gaining back some of her dignity.
With only a few of her trusted men with her, they circled the location they'd been given. It didn't look like the kind of place the Lobos would use, even as a hideout, but she wouldn't claim to know the inner workings of how their group worked. Maybe if she had, they wouldn't be in as big of a mess as they were in. Just as Flora had sent her men to canvas the area, she spotted movement in the darkened alley. Without concern for her immediate safety, she stalked towards the figure, gun in hand. "I knew you were a rat, but I didn't realize you'd be living like one," she said as she approached Bill closer. "Seems almost fitting under the circumstances."
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