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back home. not just in nyc, but here: holding her in his arms, continued / @florxdexcerezos
To think, he had almost talked himself out of visiting her. Jay's eyes shut as she buries her face in his shoulder. His arms remain around her, and though they have only started fixing the effects of the last year, he is already sorry that he cannot stay in this moment forever.
"Neither did I," he says. At the time, when he had been traded and long-distance had proven difficult, there were not many options, but that never meant he thought breaking up was worth it. "I didn't think you would want to see me again, but when I knew I wanted to come back here, I... had to know." He had to know if the move had been worth it, or if he was alone in the feelings that had only grown stronger since stepping foot back in the city.
Her apology loosens his arms from around her, allowing himself to pull back just enough to meet her eyes. "Nikki, you've never been too much. I wasn't sure what you'd say about me being here. I was actually hoping I wouldn't be too much with how long it's been."
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@florxdexcerezos for meeka
It wasn't that cristobal liked going to therapy but he could see clear as day that he was doing better. All the guilt he felt subdued somewhat, at least at times. And the doctor had given him simple steps to snap out of potential panic attacks so hey, he was winning.
Also, he really enjoyed the coffee place around the corner. They had all kinds of coffee machines and the best pastries he ever recalled eating. And there was the beautiful woman he bumped into again and again for months now. Cris had decided that if she walked in today he'd say something to her, maybe ask about the weather.
He planned to seem cool and collected but after a rather tough session and horrible weather, he managed to walk into the cafe soaked in the rain and cursing quietly in spanish and of course she was there, of course she was.
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@florxdexcerezos | continued from here!
"Well, yeah. Yeah. I s'pose you're right," Dougie chuckled quietly after giving it some thought. It felt nice to finally feel like that weight have been lifted a little, to be able to at least laugh after his little "I do like cats and you always tell me I'm soft, so I will just have to take your word for it, hm?" he added, offering her a little smile, his thumbs tracing idle shapes against her soft skin, as though that also kept him grounded, back on this planet at least. "Oh god, that's definitely gonna stick now, isn't it? Dougie the duckmon. Christ." He absolutely didn't mind though. It wasn't the worst thing to be called. And from what he could remember - which was not a lot, in all honesty - a lot of Pokemon were cute. Meeka could make anything sound adorable, though. Maybe that was why. After giving both options some thought, he felt quite worn out from his little incident. And maybe part of him was worried that he may have a repeat, or get triggered easier if they were to be out for much longer. "Honestly, think that whole um, you know - this thingy has taken it out of me," he said sheepishly, quite frankly ashamed about it all. "I think maybe it's best if we go home. I mean! that's if you don't mind, of course."
#florxdexcerezos#THEY ARE CUTE I HAVE MISSED YOU AND THEM AND AAAA#ty for putting up with me all this time later <3#dougie x meeka#dougie x meeka ;; 001#florxdexcerezos ;; meeka#muse ;; douglas blackwood#douglas blackwood ;; interactions
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@florxdexcerezos bridgerton overhaul
"Love is the last thing I desire. But if my children are to be of good stock, then their mother must be of impeccable quality. A pleasing face, an acceptable wit, genteel manners enough to credit a Viscountess… It should not be so hard to find, and yet the debutantes of London fall short at every turn."
Adam was too enthralled in conversation with the rest of the elegible gentlemen to notice that their conversation was being overhead--but not for long. Once Lord Fife and the others retired to the smoking room, he noticed the distinct noise of someone bumping into the bushes nearby. "Someone there?" he called out before taking the few steps down. "I can hear---" and indeed he saw her, the same woman that had won the race that very morning. The one he had found himself thinking of and wondering if she'd be in attendance. Some small part of him wondered if the queen would name her the diamond--he would make the diamond his wife. "You... I never got your name. I was wondering if we'd meet again," he smiled against his better judgement. He was in the market for a wife as his mother had so clearly announced it to all other mamas but Adam actually liked this one. That would not do. His marriage would be of companionship, of duty. Attraction had no place in it and yet...
#f*ck the family business || adam#convo || adam#florxdexcerezos#florxdexcerezos; 005#i caved surprising no one
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@florxdexcerezos didn’t ask for anything and has been hella patient
“Look, all I’m saying is Seven of Nine was better than Captain Janeway. It’s a fact,” Ben said matter-of-factly before taking a drag of his cigarette. “Yes, I will quit. No, not today.”
#have i been watching star trek: voyager while having dinner for the last 6 months?#maybe#ben.#convo || ben#florxdexcerezos#// feel free to ignore
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@florxdexcerezos (the starter we planned).
They were watching a movie on her couch, Abby curled into Olly's chest comfortably. This relationship may have been her favorite secret that they were keeping from pretty much everyone.. She nuzzled against his his chest with a content sigh but the door popped open with the arrival of their other friends.
Abby jumped up as quick as possible and tried to put space between them even though she really didn't want too.
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She was hardly one to take in strays, she never had been. There was something off putting about people who seemed to look at her like she was a mother figure, or someone who had ever wanted to be responsible for someone else’s bullshit. Perhaps that was why this whole, baby vampire followed you home thing, wasn’t exactly working for her. Leaning into the car window, she allowed elbows to rest as she got closer in an eerie, off putting sort of silence before finally speaking. “Third day in a row, surely you have something better to do with your time?”
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The lord has shown mercy
Hi @florxdexcerezo
Thanks so much for sending this prompt in. Here is the story based on your prompt. I hope you enjoy it.
❤️ Rabbit
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❛ Help! ❜ Elizabeth called out as she carried the injured tabby, wrapped in her sweater, into the clinic. ❛ She was hiding in my wheel well and I didn’t know until I had backed out. ❜ The pain evident in her voice, guilt deep in her stomach from hurting the poor feline. A tech began looking over the injuries of the cat as they called for the vet, and when they did come around the corner, the guilt and worry about the poor four legged companion was all but forgotten when a face from her past rounded the corner and all she could do was exclaim in surprise. ❛ Alex?!? ❜
⟿ @florxdexcerezos
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thread tracker post for my sanity.
if i missed our thread, message me pls!
bold is my turn
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Ellie & Wes
@honeykeats
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@mysteryoflovc
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@florxdexcerezos - that ask thingy.
"If I say anything, what will you do with me?"
Abby cocked a brow. "Sir, are you implying something naughty for a Klondike bar?" She questioned smoothly.
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fallout of the car accident, continued / @florxdexcerezos
As he does when their past is brought up, Jay nods as he listens. There has to be more to the story surrounding their childhood and their step-father, but he has never felt it necessary to ask. Nikki has talked about what she is comfortable sharing. It's enough for him. "Do you ever get to see him? Kenny?" It's as much as he feels comfortable indulging in his curiosity, and he will take whatever answer she opts to give him. It's just that both she and Nikki have always had good stories to tell about their brother, and if one thing is true at the moment, it is that the last 24 hours have been filled with enough negatives to keep him from lingering on the more personal details surrounding their past.
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Cont. from @florxdexcerezos || Nikki & Charlotte (x)
Never did she think that she would be sent after the woman she had once been infatuated with. Had it been love? No, Charlotte wasn’t even sure if she was capable of such a thing for anyone outside of her family. But the nights that the two women had shared together, from being tangled in sheets and skin coated in sweat to lying in each other’s arms with tender touches and forgetting the dangers of the world outside, they had been special. But then she was hired to take Nikki out. She couldn’t reveal their history, couldn’t say no and let on that she had a link; besides, if she turned down the job, they would simply send someone else who wouldn’t hesitate.
“I can’t leave. You know I can’t.” She had made too many links in this world, and she did actually enjoy the work. “I’m only here because I have to be... And because if they hired someone else, you’d already be dead.” Cautiously, she lowered her weapon and her shoulders dropped.
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@florxdexcerezos | continued from here
Dougie didn't mean to stare...truly. Nor did he mean to stand there completely dumbfounded, like he didn't know what to do with himself. His face contained evident concern like he was terrified she would stumble, or fall, or god knows what. His arms had even outstretched slightly like he was ready to catch her if she did drop. Patience. He needed to have patience. Patience was what helped him survive all these months, clinging on to a shred of hope that Meeka would one day return to him. And now she had. He had to remember it was enough to have her with him, and alive, even at the expense of her memories. Maybe they would come back soon... or he could help try to jumpstart it again or --
Patience, again he reiterated. Right. For a second, he almost completely missed her reply to his offer. Thankfully his mind managed to catch up at the last moment. "Of course," he said, offering a weak smile. So many thoughts ran rampant in his mind but he had to keep a brave face. If not for his sake, for hers. "You wouldn't mess up anything. It will dry eventually at some point or -" he pointed out with a halfhearted shrug. It didn't matter. "Anyway uh - sorry, I'll -" Dougie paused to clear his throat. "Back in a sec. Or you can come with me if you want," he offered kindly, gesturing behind him in case it would make her feel more at ease - or more at home - rather than standing there in the middle of the lounge feeling lost. "No pressure either way, plus you can choose what you'd want to wear rather than me deciding for you." He swallowed nervously. "Whatever you want."
#florxdexcerezos#excuse this trash heheeee#dougie x meeka#dougie x meeka ;; 002#muse ;; douglas blackwood#douglas blackwood ;; interactions#florxdexcerezos ;; meeka
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@florxdexcerezos sw from here
Ben nodded at her request to keep trying the wine and continued to chew his bruschetta quietly after explaning about festivals. Her face lit up at the thought and it was a beautiful sight. She was beautiful and loyal and smart and also funny, because he found himself chuckling at Hux's expense. Kylo Ren chuckling, now that was something that did not occur often, Padme would be proud.
Her offer caught him off guard though and his first instinct was to mistrust her because no one had ever offered him help without wanting something in return, not even Padme. He knew perfectly well that Padme was trying to atone for her past by helping him, even though he knew she loved him dearly. But Maly's offer of support was so... genuine. She was so genuine he couldn't help the feeling of hope buried deep inside him to flicker again.
Damn hope.
"I... I appreciate it," he tried with a stern look and tried to smile at her, a small, measured smile. It was hard for him to smile but he tried anyway, hopefully he wasn't going to scare her. "Uhm, you should eat some more, it's actually good. and uhm--maybe you could learn to cook. I should probably learn too."
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‘Well well look what the cat dragged in. Okay I’m kidding baby, don’t hurt me.’
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