#Manhattan florists

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Transforming Events with Style: The Role of Cocktail Tables and Floral Arrangements

In the bustling world of event planning, creating the perfect ambiance is crucial to the success of any gathering. Whether it's a chic corporate event, a lavish wedding, or an intimate gathering, the details matter. Two essential elements that can elevate the aesthetic and functionality of any event are well-chosen cocktail tables and stunning floral arrangements. At Lenox Hill Florist & Events, we understand the transformative power of these elements and are committed to making your event unforgettable.

The Versatility and Functionality of Event Cocktail Tables

Cocktail tables are more than just functional furniture pieces; they are central to fostering social interaction and enhancing the layout of your event space. The strategic placement of these tables encourages guests to mingle, offering convenient spots for holding drinks, hors d'oeuvres, and conversation. At Lenox Hill Florist & Events, we provide a wide selection of event cocktail tables that cater to diverse styles and themes.

When selecting the perfect cocktail tables, consider the following tips:

Styling and Theme: Ensure the tables complement your overall event theme. For instance, sleek, modern tables work well for contemporary events, while rustic wooden tables suit more vintage or outdoor settings.

Height and Size: Choose tables that fit the space and purpose. High-top tables are ideal for standing interactions, while lower tables are better for seated arrangements.

Material and Finish: Opt for materials that match your décor. Glass, metal, or wood finishes each bring distinct aesthetics, enhancing the event's visual appeal.

The Art of Floral Design: Enhancing Event Aesthetics

Floral arrangements are a quintessential component of event décor, offering elegance and vibrancy that can transform any setting. As a Florist Upper East Side NYC, Lenox Hill Florist & Events specializes in crafting floral designs that reflect your event's tone and personality.

The right floral arrangements can create focal points, add color, and even influence the atmosphere. Here are some considerations for choosing floral designs:

Color Palette: Coordinate the flowers with your event’s color scheme. Harmonious colors create a cohesive look, while bold contrasts can make a striking statement.

Seasonality: Utilize seasonal blooms for freshness and cost-effectiveness. Seasonal flowers also resonate with the time of year, enhancing the authenticity of your event.

Arrangement Style: Decide between modern, minimalist arrangements or lush, extravagant bouquets. The style should align with the event’s formality and setting.

Lenox Hill Florist & Events: Your Partner in Event Excellence

Situated in the heart of Manhattan, Lenox Hill Florist & Events stands out among Manhattan florists with our dedication to exquisite craftsmanship and personalized service. We believe that every event is unique, deserving of custom solutions that reflect the client’s vision and style.

Our expertise in combining event cocktail tables and floral arrangements allows us to create seamless environments that captivate guests. Here's how we ensure your event is a success:

Creative Consultations: We begin with a comprehensive consultation to understand your preferences, event goals, and budget. This allows us to tailor our recommendations to your specific needs.

Custom Designs: Our team of skilled florists and event planners work collaboratively to design floral arrangements and select cocktail tables that enhance your event’s theme and ambiance.

Seamless Execution: From concept to completion, we oversee every detail, ensuring flawless execution and a stress-free experience for you.

Choosing the Right Cocktail Tables and Floral Arrangements

Whether you're planning an elegant gala or a cozy get-together, the right combination of event cocktail tables and floral arrangements can set the tone for a memorable occasion. Consider these additional tips:

Guest Comfort: Ensure there are enough tables for the number of guests, allowing everyone to comfortably navigate the space.

Focal Points: Use floral arrangements to create focal points around the room, such as entryways, buffet tables, or lounge areas.

Lighting: Enhance the beauty of both cocktail tables and flowers with strategic lighting. Consider up lighting for tables and spotlights for floral displays to add a dramatic effect.

At Lenox Hill Florist & Events, we are passionate about bringing your event vision to life with our expertly curated cocktail tables and floral designs. As your trusted florist on the Upper East Side NYC and among the leading Manhattan florists, we are dedicated to providing unparalleled service and creativity. Connect with us today to start planning an event that will leave a lasting impression on your guests, turning your ideas into a stunning reality.

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[keithgoldstein]

Florist

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[mercelaflowers]

Elegance in Blossoms: Manhattan's Premier Wedding Flower Experience

Manhattan, a city where dreams are woven into reality, offers a unique canvas for weddings. At the heart of these magical moments are the floral arrangements, a key element that transforms venues into fairytales. In this domain, Marcela Flowers has emerged as a frontrunner, providing the best online wedding flowers in Manhattan. Our journey in this field is not just about sourcing and arranging flowers; it's about crafting stories and dreams into tangible, fragrant experiences.

Our expertise in creating the perfect wedding flower arrangement in Manhattan is rooted in our deep understanding of each couple's unique narrative. We believe that every arrangement should be a reflection of the couple's personal journey, an embodiment of their individual tastes and collective dreams. It's this personalized approach that has positioned us as a provider of the best online wedding flowers in Manhattan.

Crafting Your Dream Wedding with Manhattan’s Finest Blooms

In our pursuit to offer the bestonline wedding flowers in Manhattan, we meticulously select each bloom, ensuring it meets our high standards of beauty and longevity. This commitment to quality is evident in every bouquet and centerpiece we craft, making sure that your special day is adorned with only the most exquisite and vibrant flowers.

Our approach to wedding flower arrangement in Manhattan goes beyond mere decoration. We strive to transform spaces, creating an immersive experience that captures the essence of your love story. From lavish ballrooms to intimate outdoor settings, our floral arrangements are tailored to enhance the beauty of your chosen venue, making your wedding day as picturesque as you’ve envisioned.

The best online wedding flowers in Manhattan are those that leave a lasting impression, turning fleeting moments into cherished memories. Our team, skilled in the art of wedding flower arrangement in Manhattan, excels in creating designs that are not just visually stunning but also emotionally resonant, capturing the essence of your bond in every petal and leaf. As artisans of the best online wedding flowers in Manhattan, we are committed to excellence in every aspect of our work. From the initial consultation to the final arrangement, every step is infused with professionalism, creativity, and a deep respect for your vision. Our goal is to ensure that when you look back on your wedding day, you’ll remember the beauty and elegance that our flowers added to your celebration.

[midtownflorist]

Columbia Midtown Florist is a family-owned flower shop located in Manhattan, NY. We specialize in providing high-quality flower arrangements for all occasions. With over many years of experience, we are committed to delivering the best possible customer service and satisfaction. Contact us today at (212) 871–8758 to get more information about our Flower Delivery Manhattan NY.

Columbia Midtown Florist 3 West 51st. Street, New York, NY 10019 (212) 871–8758

Official Website: https://www.columbiamidtownflorist.com/ Google Plus Listing: https://www.google.com/maps?cid=872693673033733235

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Other Service We Provide:

WEDDINGS FLOWERS CORPORATE FLOWERS EVENT FLOWERS BABY FLOWERS INDOOR PLANTS ALL WHITE ARRANGEMENTS ORCHID BOUTIQUE

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𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐑 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑. 4.5 months 𝐀𝐆𝐄. 26-27 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏: timothee chalamet, jenna ortega, billie eilish, amybeth mcnulty 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓: pedro pascal, oscar isaac, emma watson, natalie portman, scarlett johansson etc.

𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒. single :(

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well, there was a lot of going on in april :)

first: MY BIRTHDAYYYY i threw the whole party and invited the half of hollywood lmao. There was a lot of my co-stars, artists and singers. I did it like there was no tomorrow, the party was crazy, basically everyone got drunk and sang 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' like 5 times BUT IT WAS SO COOL UGHHHHH i love them all so so so fucking much. I caan't take it anymore.

I threw the party back in LA, where i was living since my hollywood debut in Ad Astra, but i was planning on moving into NYC fro like a year. SO I DID IT HAHAHAHAHHH it's so cool and i was so excited, but we will move to it later :))

What also happened: PEDRO'S BIRTHDAYYYYY my favourite (okay, he is not the only one BUT STILL) babygirl on earth turned 48 and he invited me to his party which was so COOL!!! idk how will i move on from this, i met BELLA RAMSEY (FINALLY???!?!?!? UGHHH) and met oscar isaac again (for those who don't know, he's my future s/o but it's a long slowburn lmao ✦ he was also my co-star in moon knight, but we knew each other for like a year before this series) after party he took me out to the city, we were talking and walking around LA for HOURS it was so cute he even bought me a rose literally when florist's wanted to close the shop, then we found out paparazzi took a pictures of us there 💀 they are so annoying i swear. but anyway, i had amazing night and oscar made it even better :')

Emma also had her birthday, but i couldn't show up, because of filming 'joker II' with JOAQUIN FUCKING PHEONIX I STILL CANNOT BELIEVE IT. But i sent her birtday present, which was the whole album of photos that i took on my digital camera on our summer & winter holidays - which i thought was super cute :')

April was super productive in a birthday-way as you can see, lmao

But also other super thing happened! Warner Bros. accepted my movie idea and hired me as a director of it. I'M SUPPER EXCITED TO BRING IT TO LIFE UGHHH

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talking, talking & talking about my movie and me as a director - which was super stressfull for me but everything turned out okay! I started writing the script at the end of april, so until i will write it and it gets accepted by Warner Bros. it will take a while for me to cast people :(( but still so excited for it!

and... MY DREAM ABOUT MOVING TO NYC FINALLY CAME TRUE!!!

i bought cute little flat in Manhattan, and started to plan how to move there with all my things. but you know, i didn't sell my old house - no no no. i would never do that, actually. It's the best house in the whole world duhh🙄. I will be still using it!

My friends helped me a lot with planning the whole 'mission' lmao. Shout-out to pedro he told me to move to NYC and live with rats under brooklyn bridge LOL

ANYWAYYY oscar & i met for some coffee instead of actually putting my things into huge boxes for my flat in NYC which was super cute BUT I CAN'T STAND THAT I SCRPITED THE SLOWBURN MAN.

so freaking annoying. why would i do that. AND ANGST which is also annoying

but yup, he helped me a lot, also bc he also lives in new york, so he can help me there :))

(he gives me a little flower everytime we meet, but we are still 'friends' so it should mean nothing BUT IT MEANS SOMETHING TO ME GUYS. it's super super super cute and i wanna hug him so badly, but i am not doing it bc of paparazzi, those rats are following me and oscar literally everywhere 💀)

the whole may was me writing script for a movie, shooting joker II, planning on moving out and meeting oscar just for 'helping me with this nyc thing'

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'Priscilla' movie with me in main role had its global premiere! I missed this vibe so so so so much, and being on the same red carpet as CILLA PRESLEY had me in tears. i think i've never been more stressed in this dr but she was sooooo kind to me like I CANNOT BELIEVE IT i will have this moment tatooed i swear to god!!!

(i hope this movie will give me an oscar nominee tbh OH WAIT I SCRIPTED IT)

i also got a 2 months break from joker II :) bc they are shooting the scenes without me, so i can finally 'rest' and get my life in new york together

well... beside that, nothing new happened. scripting, FINALLY all my things that i wanted in new york already are there, so week after the movie premiere i moved in :'))

also, i auditioned for some random (lmao) part in new kingsman movie that is in making

from funny things that happened: pedro locked himself in his car LMAO idk how did this happen but he literally called me and oscar to help him before calling the police or smth. HOW COULD YOU LOCK YOURSELF IN YOUR OWN CAR BRO this is too funny to be true. IF YOU COULD SEE OUR FACES

then we grabbed some coffee and went to central park (me and oscar of course were making fun of pedro but who wouldn't)

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I. STILL. DID. NOT. MOVE. ON. FROM. THIS.

my beloved billie want ME to sing with HER on her new single? LIKE WHAT

W H A T

ofc i said yes WHO WOULDN'T

this is ubelievable

i will NEVER shut up about this. we were working on this song for like the whole month, i came back from NYC to LA just to be close to her and finneas, so we would work together in one room, not online. UGHHH I CANNOT BELIEVE IT

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i had A HUGEEEEEEE break from my fame dr but i am back? and im SO HAPPY? i still cannot believe that i truly was there again ;'(

me in priscilla movie? WHAT

me and billie making song together? WHAT

me and oscar living in new york, so i can see him more? W H A T

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✨️ the masterlist no one asked for ✨️

Although I've been a member of this fandom for only a few years and have been publishing stories for even less time (because I have written quite a few, but some of them are well hidden in my pc), I thought it would be fun to create a masterlist, in case anyone wants to take a look at the nonsense I create.

Under the cut you will find the stories with tags and triggers

Invisible Strings verse:

Don't let me go (cause I'm tired of feeling alone)

9,868 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Platonic Romance, Fluff and Angst, Blangst, Sadie Hawkins Dance, Gay Bashing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hate Crimes, Violence, Trauma removed, Age Difference, Alternate Universe, Hospitalization, Verbal Humiliation, Nurse!Kurt

Sequel: A moment of forever

6,897 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

This is slightly angsty, but mostly fluff and melancholy.

Neighbors Apart

19,514 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Mutual Frustration, They can't stand each other until they do, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Neighbors!Klaine, Fluff and Crack, Some Humor, A little bit of angst, Eventual Smut, Anal Sex, Inspired by an italian movie, Blink and you'll miss it blood mention, Blink and you'll miss it Kurtbastian, Antarctica, Saving the whales, Saving the turtles, Alternate Universe, Manhattan

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me

Klaine Secret Santa Gift Exchange 2023

4,145 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Alternate Universe, Soulmates, Dreams, Dreams vs. Reality, Light Angst, Poetry, Love Poems, Inspired by Romeo and Juliet, Writer!Blaine, Florist!Kurt, Nostalgia, Melancholy, Memories, Epistolary, Diary/Journal, Language of Flowers

My Name Has My Father's Voice

10.636 words

Kurt and Burt centric, Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Character Death, Cancer, Terminal Illnesses, Father-Son Relationship, Hospitalization, Not Canon Compliant, Glee Season/Series 04, Takes place after Christmas, Finn is well and alive, Angst and Tragedy, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Suicidal Thoughts, Based on a real experience, Vomiting, Crying

Headphones Recommended

9,212 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Online Romance , Cute, Meet-Cute, Cute Ending, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Insomnia, Jeremiah is an ass, And Sebastian can't stand him, Some Humor, Tumblr Prompt, Teacher!Blaine, He teaches art history, I don't know why... but I can imagine him doing it, Massage Therapist!Kurt, Asmrartist!Kurt, ASMR, Fluff and Humor, Mentioned Quinn Fabray, Lesbian Kitty Wilde, ASMR Triggers

[natty-light-of-my-life]

the most famous restaurant supply store in manhattan

restaurant supply store au. natasha romanoff* x reader meet-cute. featuring clint, kate, and steve.

i love each and every coffee shop/florist/bookstore au on this website, but why does no one ever write a reader au set in that little restaurant supply store you walk past but never enter???

*nat doesnt come in until the end of the fic but it still counts.

Writing a resume is hard, you admit to yourself, when your current employer could only name his restaurant supply store, located on Canal Street, “Canal Street Restaurant Supply”. Not even a “the” for even an ounce of distinction. Take, for example, “The Ohio State”, “The Metropolitan Museum of Art”, or “The Way You Will Never Pay Off Your Student Loans”. Something with a bit of je ne sais quoi. 

Anyways, the dingy pseudo-warehouse you work in has little to offer beyond minimum wage. You can’t even use your very generous five-percent employee discount because, well, if you owned your own restaurant, why would you be working here? On the bright side, though, the shop rarely gets customers. At least, not during the afternoon shift. Most customers pick up their goods in the morning before their restaurants open. The shelves of pots, pans, and teapots collect dust as you surreptitiously mark up your latest resume draft with a red pen. 

“Oi, shouldn’t you be dusting the shelves, English?” calls out a voice from the basement. The basement is where they store the big crates of pots of pans that aren’t in the big crates on the shop floor. The basement also houses your boss’s office. 

Jimmy, your boss, calls you English because 1) you severely overpaid for a bachelor’s degree in English at NYU and 2) unlike your Chinese-American coworkers, you can only speak your native English.

“I just dusted yesterday!” you shout back. Capping your pen, you slide your redlined resume under a stack of handwritten invoices next to the cash register.

“You should dust every day,” he responds. His neatly brushed black-grey hair pokes its way out of the stacks of bowls lining the shelves. “This place attracts dust like my son attracts unsuitable boyfriends.”

“I think Kevin’s suitors are quite nice,” you say, in defense of your friend.

“Tsk,” Jimmy replies, “Nice to look at maybe. Why can’t he choose someone with a job? Or a nice family?”

You grab the Swiffer from under the desk and get to dusting the teapots, “I don’t know, Mr. Jimmy. Jobs are overrated, I think. Look, I’m dusting a teapot.”

He pauses and straightens the collar of his shirt. “And you dust the teapot very well.”

You nod.

Jimmy clears his throat, “I have to go deliver this shipment of dining plates to a customer this afternoon. Will you be okay here for a few hours while I’m gone?”

You make a point of turning your head and surveying the empty store. You nod.

“Good. Good,” Jimmy says. “Kevin will be by after his shift at the office.”

“Sounds good, Mr. Jimmy.”

“Call me if you need anything!”

You shake your head gently as Jimmy leaves with a heaving crate of plates in his arms. Ever since the Battle of New York, Jimmy has had an irrational fear of the Hulk tearing up his humble restaurant supply store. But things have been calm in this part of the city for years. You think your boss is a bit silly.

You yelp as a spatula nearly misses your head by a few inches. Eyes wide, you look behind you at the metal spatula, vibrating with the impact of impaling your favorite lucky cat statue. Its waving arm had dislocated from its cat-body.

Well, at least it isn’t the Hulk?

Let’s rewind a bit. Not even five minutes after Jimmy left with his delivery, the front door slammed open again. Thinking it was your boss, you poked your head out to look and immediately regretted it. A group of guys, wearing peculiar red tracksuits sped towards you, yelling indecipherable commands. You didn’t even have time to scream before they grabbed you and snarled in your face.

“Where are they?!” one demanded.

“Yeah, bro,” another echoed, “We know that brat is here somewhere.”

“Who the fuck are you talking about?” you yelped, kicking your legs futilely at them.

“The Bishop bitch!” one unhelpfully clarified.

 You continued to wriggle helplessly in their grip.

"Wait, bro," one grunted, "Are we on Catherine Street right now?"

You stopped struggling. 

The other tracksuit let you go.

"No, bro. The sign says Canal Street," said the first guy.

"Yeah. How do you not know what street you're on, bro? Not very New York of you…"

"Lay off, bro!" exclaimed the confused one, "...I'm from Michigan, bro."

What the fu-

"Hands in air, tracksuits!" yelled a different, younger voice. A girl?

All three bad guys turned towards the new faces. It was a young woman, wearing a lot of purple, and holding… a bow? Next to her, an older blonde man sighed deeply and reached for his utility belt. 

From the purple tights and do-gooder attitude of the girl, you clocked the duo as good guys. Avengers? Whatever, you took the moment of distraction to run out of the grasp of the tracksuits. 

Luckily for you, they didn't pay you any attention. You managed to escape behind the counter and cower in the space under the register. Unluckily for Jimmy and Canal Street Restaurant Supply, you could hear all of the inventory crashing to the ground and shattering into tiny pieces. You heard the sound of the bad guys grunting in pain and the thwp thwp of arrows finding their marks. 

Now, there's a spatula embedded in a poor plastic cat statue. You feel yourself shaking. You duck your head down again and dissociate, probably, while the fighting continues. 

Eventually though, sirens come blaring towards you. The only other sound you hear is whispering between the heroes and the pained groans of the, presumably, incapacitated bad guys.

"Hey…" comes the voice of the purple girl, "are you okay? You can come out now."

You warily grab the edge of the counter and pull yourself up. The shop is completely fucked. Porcelain shattered into glitter on the ground. Pans pelleted with arrows. A guy holding his thigh, a puddle of red… Fuck-

The last thing you hear before you black out is a gruff, "Aw no!"

You come to with a jerk. The first thing you hear is your pounding heartbeat echoing in your head. Wait. No, it's coming from around you. A heartbeat monitor. You snap your eyes open and a blinding light glares at you. Your eyes snap shut. You're in a hospital?

"Hey, hey," soothes a raspy voice. It's familiar. "You're okay." 

You open your eyes, slowly this time. The light above your bed has been dimmed. You hear your heartbeat slow down. 

You turn your head towards the voice, ignoring the throbbing in your skull. A pretty redhead smiles at you. 

What the hell is Natasha Romanoff doing in your room?

"Oh, so you do recognize the Avengers," the spy muses, "Clint will be livid. I love it."

Whoops, were you talking out loud??

Natasha Romanoff - The Black Widow - grins at you.

Your hands fly to cover your traitorous mouth. You shut your eyes again in embarrassment. The heartbeat monitor audibly speeds up. You groan loudly, in pain. And in mortification.

"Kill me now," you mutter into your palms.

Warm hands take your hands in hers. You freeze, but Natasha gently peels your palms from your mouth.

"Can't do that, darling. Steve would not approve." 

She's teasing you. You nearly pass out, again, at the thought of Steve Rogers knowing who you are anyways.

You slowly sit up, and the other woman helpfully places a pillow behind your back. You thank her and ask, "Is Captain America here?" 

"Oh, she knows about Captain America, too."

Despite your hospitalized, traumatized, and increasingly flustered state, you manage to roll your eyes, "Of course I know about Captain America. You can tell Clint Barton he just needs a better marketer, if he wants more attention."

Natasha laughs, looking at you with a fond smile. "I can't say we go looking for attention in this line of work."

You shake your head dumbly. She laughs again and you feel your breath catch. Actually wait-

The infamous Black Widow barely has time to shove a pan under your chin before you lose the contents of your stomach. And the last of your dignity.

At that moment, Steve Rogers sticks his head into the room, but immediately backs away at the scene. "I'll, uh, give you two ladies another few minutes then…"

You groan. What a terrible day. 

Natasha Romanoff pats your back and hands you a tissue. 

Well, you suppose, it could be worse.

Your phone lights up with a call. It's Jimmy. 

Fu-

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please be cautious, this intro has tw's such as: drugs, overdose, mental illness (depression/manic depression), and addiction!

stats.

name: leopold kristoff fowler.

nickname: leo.

age: twenty eight.

gender identity: nonbinary.

pronouns: he/they.

sexuality: bisexual.

birthday: november 12th, 1996.

star sign: scorpio.

myer-briggs: entp.

occupation: florist.

place of birth: tallahassee, florida.

last played on spotify: nasty dog by sir mix-a-lot.

general disposition: reckless and carefree.

background.

born to a southern former pageant girl and son of a business savant who was born into old money leo was literally the last thing their parents were expecting in a child frankly

he’s the middle of 5 other boys, their mom rly wanted a girl n it just wasnt happening n their dad eventually was like please. i can’t do this.

right after the 5th kid their dad ended up cheating w his assistant and pretty much immediately set off to new york after their mom kicked him out but honestly leo still laughs abt it……………

he was pretty much a horrendous child tbh and was tossed back and forth from tallahassee to manhattan bc if his mom cldnt handle him anymore she’d ship him off until his dad cldnt handle him anymore etc.

got expelled from a bunch of schools fr a variety of reasons, but the biggest one was setting off fireworks in the washroom of his school, so now he has a warrant out for his arrest in florida and never ended up actually graduating high school

overdose/drugs; he had a rly bad overdose when he was 18 n instead of his dad attempting to support him or get him rehab he pretty much said leo needed to move out asap

his aunt n uncle came to the rescue n let him stay w them in blue harbour………… which meant he also got to live w his cousin finn who quickly became more like a brother to him than his own brothers

overdose/drugs/mental illness/death; unfortunately finn eventually passed from an overdose of his own 3 years ago, which led leo into a bit of a depressive spiral that he tries to ignore all the time now with partying etc. but his aunt and uncle still care for him best they can……….

details.

has the most barbarically thick southern accent one has ever heard

actually has. a bit of a tiktok following i call it pretty privilege they call it the hustle (just does stupid shit online that gains a lot of attraction also they're pretty)

their dad/uncle & aunt r all originally from amsterdam so they speak dutch fluently!! (ish, when they all get mad at them n start talking to fast he's always like can y'all SLOW DOWN!!!!!! pose n all)

got kicked out of his moms once for shaving one of his little brother’s heads when they got into a fight

and then in turn got kicked out of his dads like a month later for hiding his pet snake in his dad’s gf’s purse knowing she was deathly afraid

mental illness; suffers from manic depressive episodes n is supposed to take mood stabilizers to help with them bt :/

has never taken anything seriously in his life ever for one moment, everything is a joke n he’s jst a giant walking meme like the most easy going Weirdo

drugs/addiction; had a cocaine addiction tht eventually turned into more of a pill/MD addiction once he started partying more

social af n jst doesnt care what ppl think abt him

IS A GOOD FRIEND to clarify but they can b so mean for no reason tbh they just don't know. how to emote properly LKSDHGKLHSDGKLHDSG

sleeps around a lot literally just for fun. big slutty slut (said fondly we dont slutshame here)

just says whats on his mind n doesnt give a fuck abt the consequences

genuinely just a fkin idiot its just the truth i love him but wow is he unintelligent.

works at his aunt and uncle’s flower shop Fowler’s Flowers (need to like properly send in location to the lovely admins but ALL IN DUE TIME!!!!!)

connections.

exes?? on good or bad terms, he’s not a Terrible Boyfriend bt hes definitely been unfaithful in the past/doesnt. particularly do well with monogamy so

friends!!!

hook ups/fwbs mayhaps??? would have Quite A Lot

enemies………. he wld definitely have a lot of these bc of his Motor Mouth

maybe ppl who either works at the flower store w him or regular customers!!

ppl who were friends w finn (his cousin) that he got close with

ppl he grew up with when he came to blue harbor for visits?? summer flings or good friends that grew apart sort of thing

i want one Big Ex that leo attempted monogamy with but something went wrong probably. HIS FAULT

i'd love coworkers too if anyone has chars that need more occupations or something :D

or finn’s ex at the time of his passing, leo was always super close w them but now their relationship is. clearly tarnished n its never been the same

anything rly…………. i'm genuinely open for wtvr n the world is our oyster!!!

[bhqextras]

Meeting Starters

Send “Meeting + a symbol” for a starter of our muses meeting at this location, possibly for the first time! (all specific locations are only suggestions!)

Our muses meet out to eat

🥐 at a bakery (ex. Bake My Day in Queens; Toastery in Manhattan) ☕️ at a cafe (ex. Higher Grounds, Manhattan; The Snug Mug, Staten Island) 🐈 at a cat cafe (ex. Kitty and Brew in Brooklyn) 🍵- for tea (ex. Rise & Grind in the Bronx) 🍳 for brunch (ex. Bluebirds in Manhattan) 🍝 at a fancy restaurant (ex. Bella Vita in Staten Island) 🥤 at a cheap diner (ex. Diner in the Bronx) 🍨 at the ice cream parlor (ex. Freshly Churned in Staten Island)  🎤 at a singing restaurant (ex. Stardust in Manhattan) 🧃 at a smoothie shop (ex. Main Squeeze in Queens) 🥗 at a vegan restaurant (ex. Wild Living in Manhattan)

Our muses meet shopping

🛍️ at the mall (ex. Bay Plaza Mall in the Bronx) 👖 at the market (ex. Brooklyn Flea Market, Queens Night Market) 👗 at the thrift store (ex. Trove Thrift in Brooklyn) 📚 at a book store (ex. Cover to Cover in Queens, Brownstone Books; Brooklyn) 🌸 at the florist (ex. Dahlia and Daffodils in Staten Island) 🎵 at the record shop (ex. Grooves in Staten Island) 🗝️at the antique store (ex. Antiques in Queens)

Out muses meet at the club

🕺 at a club playing throwback music (ex. Retro Night Club in the Bronx) 💃🏻 at a club playing latin music (ex. Havana Night Club in Queens) ✨ at a club playing modern music (ex. Club 51 in Manhattan) 🏳️‍🌈 at a LGBTQ+ club (ex. Glow, Brooklyn; Sugar & Spice, Queens, Pegasus, Manhattan) 🤠 at a club with a mechanical bull (ex. Cowbells in the Bronx) 👠 at a strip club (ex. Emeralds in Manhattan) 🎷at a jazz club (ex. The Blue Note in Queens)

Our muses meet at a bar

🍸 ordering drinks (ex. Becky’s Martini Bar in Manhattan) 📝 on trivia night (ex. Corner Pub in Brooklyn) 🍺 sitting at the bar (ex. Joe’s Tavern in Queens) 🎱 playing a bar game (ex. Puzzles in Manhattan) 🍹on karaoke night (ex. Songbirds and Sangrias in Staten Island) 🌆 viewing the skyline (ex. Zenith in Manhattan) 👀exchanging glances (ex. The She Shed in the Bronx) 🍽 sharing an appetizer (ex. The Tool Shed in Staten Island)

Our muses meet around the city

✈️ at the airport (ex. JFK in Queens) 🎟️ at an amusement park (ex. Coney Island in Brooklyn) 🐠 at the aquarium (ex. New York Aquarium in Brooklyn) 💳 at the library (ex. New York Public Library) 🗿 at a museum (ex. Guggenheim, Met, MoMa, New York Historical Society) 🏞️ at the park (ex. Central Park, Prospect Park in Brooklyn, Socrates Park in Queens) 🎭 at a theatrical production (ex. the Theater District in Manhattan) 🚋 at the train station (ex. Grand Central Station in Manhattan) 🚕 at Times Square 🌆 on a walking path (ex. The High Line in Manhattan, Brooklyn Heights Promenade) 🏟️ at Yankee Stadium 🦦 at the zoo (ex. Bronx Zoo)

Our muses meet doing an activity

🏋️‍♀️ at the gym (ex. Core Fitness in Staten Island) 🥊 at the boxing gym (ex. Champion Boxing in the Bronx) 🍿 at the movie theater (ex. Dollar Theater in the Bronx) 📽️ at an outdoor projected movie (ex. Technicolor Theater in Queens) 🎸 at a concert (ex. The Echochamber in Brooklyn; Riot House in the Bronx) 🤣 at a comedy show (ex. Punchline in the Bronx) ⛸️ at a skating rink (ex. Roller City in Queens) 🎳 at a bowling alley (ex. Strike! in Staten Island) 🖌️ at the tattoo parlor (ex. Electric Ink in Brooklyn) 🧰 at the mechanic (ex. One Stop Auto Repair in Queens) 🖼️ at an art show (ex. Haze Gallery, The Underground, or Gilded in Brooklyn) 🎨 doing arts and craft (ex. Glazed Finish in Brooklyn) ⛳️ playing mini golf (ex. Holidaytown in Manhattan)

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[upside-down-theater-kid]

A Bouquet For The Dead

“Anyways,” Albert says, no doubt in an attempt to change the subject. “Katherine was telling us about the Refuge, that old haunted orphanage. What if we lived out our high school fantasies and went—” he pointed a flashlight on his chin and spoke in a deep voice, “—ghost hunting!” Everyone laughs at the absurd idea. After all, they think, ghosts aren’t real, right?

I wrote this for @smallsies for the @seizethefanfics winter gift exchange

Content warning: death and violence

Thank you to all of my friends who gave me feedback!

ao3

Very few people visit a flower shop on a Monday afternoon, so Albert is watering the plants on display. It’s mostly quiet at this time of day, within the place he owns with his longtime boyfriend Finch and their best friend known as Race. A familiar face enters.

“Oh, Katherine. It’s you,” says Race. Kath is a frequent visitor to Manhattan Florists;she comes so often she’s becoming a friend, although they'd never admit it.

“Hi! The newspaper has been absolutely crazy lately with some reports of disturbances in the area near that abandoned orphanage where many children died back in the late 1800s…” Albert turns his focus to Finch, who is looking distraught.

“Are you okay?” he asks, throwing his arm around his partner.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Finch replies. “It’s just that orphanage and all of those dead kids…I just hope that someone remembers them.” Katherine leaves after buying her bouquet and the trio decide to take their lunch break.

--

“Do you remember us in the ninth grade? We all wanted to be ghost hunters,” Finch remarks while playing with Albert’s hair. Race laughs.

“I remember ninth grade! You two were so in denial about being soulmates for each other, but here you are. Still the same losers, just out of the closet,” Albert laughs.

“You’re one to talk! Even after transitioning, you still tell people to call you Racetrack!” Race throws his hat at Albert.

“Anyways,” Albert says, no doubt in an attempt to change the subject. “Katherine was telling us about the Refuge, that old haunted orphanage. What if we lived out our high school fantasies and went—” he pointed a flashlight on his chin and spoke in a deep voice, “—ghost hunting!” Everyone laughs at the absurd idea. After all, they think, ghosts aren’t real, right?

--

After the last customer leaves, the trio is almost prepared to leave. Race has an outrageous proposition.

“So, do you guys actually want to go ghost hunting in that old orphanage?” Before they can say anything, he starts defending himself. “Yeah, I know that we’re actual adults now, but hey it might be fun! We might as well live out our teenage dreams on a Monday night.”

“Definitely,” says Albert. He looks over at Finch after he says it. He doesn’t want the sadness from earlier this morning to reappear.

“Sure. Why not?” Finch says, much to Albert’s surprise.

“I’ll grab flashlights,” says Race as he runs to the storage room.

“Can I kiss you?” Albert asks once Race is out of sight. Finch nods. For a few seconds it’s just them together and everything seems alright in the world.

“Sorry to interrupt, lover boys; but, I found the flashlights.” Race has a shit-eating grin on his face and Albert’s face turns redder than his hair.

“I still need to grab something.” Finch procures a bouquet from behind the desk.

“What’s it for?” asks Race. Finch looks solemn.

“It’s a bouquet for the dead. I’m sure that most of those orphans didn’t get gravestones, so this is my way of honoring them since no one else would.” There’s a brief silence until he says that he’s ready to go if everyone else is. And so the ghost hunting begins.

--

“Wait, I think I forgot my phone,” exclaims Race when the three of them are halfway to the Refuge. Finch and Albert check their pockets. All of them left their phones back at the shop. “I guess it doesn’t matter. We’re going back to the shop later and we’re not exactly going to die in an abandoned building.” No one laughs at his half-hearted attempt at a joke. Albert grips his flashlight a little tighter.

“I did a bit more research on the Refuge after lunch,” Finch announces. “It opened in the late 1800s and it ran until 1899. At that point the residents had been dying from neglect and one day the warden of it–someone named Snyder–mysteriously died and it shut down.” Albert stops in his tracks.

“That’s seriously messed up.”

“It is,” agrees Race.

“Let’s keep walking. We’re almost there and it’s getting darker out.” Finch is a few steps ahead of both of them. Suddenly, they see a decrepit building ahead of them and they know that they’ve found their destination.

The building looks even worse once they’re closer. Only some of the windows are boarded up and a few are broken. They soon realize that the door is closed but not locked. Finch places his bouquet near the door and then slips his hand into Albert’s, and they go inside.

--

“Hi, ghosts! We’re right here!” exclaims Race once he’s inside the entryway.

“We want to meet you!” yells Albert while holding his flashlight in a death grip.

“I’m sorry that you’re dead!” says Finch with a bit less zeal.

The trio wanders around for a bit, trying to ignore their gut instincts to leave. Eventually, they stumble upon what was probably a dining room once upon a time.

“How many people do you think lived here?” Albert asks.

“More like how many people do you think died here?” Finch contradicts. “You also see how many of these chairs are crowded together. It wouldn’t have taken a lot for diseases to spread.”

Suddenly, two windows open all on their own and the wind comes barreling through and the cold seeps into the bones of Albert, Finch, and Race.

“Do you think that the ghosts opened those windows?” jokes Race even though his hands are clearly shaking.

“It’s weird but maybe it was the wind? And it is an old building–” Finch and Race raise their eyebrows at Albert. “Never mind, I’ll just go with ghosts. We are ghost hunters after all,” says Albert, but his voice is shaky.

The three friends march on while holding hands and white-knuckling their flashlights. Eventually, they stumble upon what must have been the sleeping quarters. There are rows upon rows of tiny beds with moth-eaten mattresses. They try not to think about what the old stains are and how the floorboards are just a bit too worn out to be safe. It smells of death and decay, lost dreams and hopeless nights. For a second, it feels like they lived here in a past life. That feeling soon fades. The floorboards creak, but they’re not walking around. Everyone is anxious, but no one will admit it. Albert starts to pace back and forth and he sees something out of the corner of his eye.

“Race, Finch, come over here,” he says quietly. The two of them obey. Finch gasps. They all see a crutch. It’s broken, and even though over a hundred years have passed, there’s still an unmistakable substance on the rotting wood.

“Is that….blood?” asks Finch with a quivering voice. No one answers, but they were all thinking the same thing. grips Albert’s hand and closes his eyes in the hopes that it will be gone when he opens them, but it’s still there.

All of a sudden, a broken window opens and the cold wind fills the room. All three of them scream. Under his breath, Finch whispers that he wishes he never came here. Against his better judgment, Race wanders over to another bed. He finds a faded drawing on old paper, but he can still make out the meaning; the terrible conditions of this place back when it had living inhabitants. Finch and Albert squeeze each other’s hands. Race picks up the drawing and then–

“Hey, don’t touch that,” exclaim mysterious voices behind them. Race, Al, and Finch turn around and are absolutely petrified. They see two figures. One of them has an old-fashioned hat and a very wrinkled blue shirt and vest. The other is wearing the tattered remains of a shirt and picks up the broken crutch.

“Is this real?” whispers Finch.

“I’m Jack, this is Crutchie. We’re as real as you,” says the taller figure.

“Are you ghosts?” asks Race, even though he thinks he knows the answer.

“No, we just happened to still live here after 123 years,” Crutchie rolls his eyes. “Of course we’re ghosts.”

“So ghosts are real. My entire life is a lie. Ok then-” Race is quickly interrupted by Albert.

“So how did you two die?” Finch gives his partner a look.

“I don’t think you can just ask them how they died-”

“It’s fine,” Jack interjects. “Snyder the Spider used to run this place. He’d let vermin run all over and wouldn’t give us medicine when we were sick. We got sick a lot. There were three of us to a bed. That big dining room that you walked through earlier? It’s just for show. Crutchie and I starved to death like most of the others.”

“There are others like us. Ghosts. We don’t like showing our faces to outsiders for the most part,” explains Crutchie.

“How many others are there?” Race asks while looking around the chilly room.

“Eh, around 30. Including Snyder, but he hasn’t shown his face for a while,” says Jack.

“And sorry about spooking you with the windows in here, but since there’s always a chance that Snyder could come back, it’s not really safe for the living to be here,” Crutchie chimes in. “I think Specs was the one who spooked you in the dining room.” The floorboards start creaking, as if someone was anxiously jumping up and down. “Elmer doesn’t want to show himself, but he wants you to leave. We don’t want to accidentally bring back Snyder. He can’t kill us anymore but that doesn’t mean we don’t feel pain.” Finch checks his watch.

“He’s right. We should be going. It’s getting late.” Albert nods.

“Wait, what’s down that hallway?” Race walks out of the room and through several other identical ones and then he reaches a hallway with a singular door at the end of it.

“Don’t go down there,” yells Jack. “That’s Snyder’s office. That where I–” Jack cuts himself off.

“That’s where what?” Finch asks that question even though he already knows the answer.

“That’s where I…..that’s where I killed him,” Jack replies slowly. “I had died a few days before and I realized that I would be stuck here forever. I saw him bribe an inspector to not shut this place down. I couldn’t take it anymore so I grabbed a knife from the dining room and barged into his office and……” Jack trails off, but everyone understands what he means. Nobody blames him.

Race is becoming more and more uncomfortable in his surroundings. He doesn’t want to accidentally awake a murderous ghost, and he can see how Albert is shifting from side to side and clearly uncomfortable as well. In an attempt to slowly leave the corridor without seeming rude, Race takes a step to the side and accidentally trips over rat bones that have been sitting there for over a hundred years. He tries to grab on to something, anything, so that he doesn’t fall through floorboards that are one moment away from breaking. He reaches for something. Unfortunately, that something is the doorknob for the entrance to Snyder’s resting place. Jack helps him to his feet when they hear noises coming from inside the office.

“WHICH ONE OF YOU USELESS ORPHANS STOPPED ME FROM RESTING IN PEACE?” The door bursts open- and out comes Snyder in all his ghostly presence. He towers over all of them. There’s rage in his eyes and pure evil in his heart. He looks like a man who wants them dead so that he won’t be the only one who has to suffer in this pathetic excuse for an afterlife. “I’M GOING TO KILL WHOEVER DID THIS!”

Jack, Crutchie, Albert, Finch, and Race start running with Snyder chasing behind. They run from room to room and eventually end up back in the first room with places to conceal themselves. They never should have done this, Albert thinks. They might die, all because they wanted to be stupid ghost hunters. Some dreams are best left in high school before they turn into nightmares. They hide under beds and hope that their enemy won’t hear them crying. Some of Jack and Crutchie’s old friends make themselves visible and hit him however they can. Snyder hasn’t reappeared since 2012 and they’re desperate for revenge. Jack silently gestures for the trio to go. They’ll have a head start and maybe they can make it out of there alive.

The trio make their way to the dining room. They’re almost out of this awful place. They’ll be free if they can run for just a bit longer. Finch and Albert are almost at the door, Race lagging behind. He’s almost free when Snyder catches up with him. He’s grabbed a knife. The very same one that Jack stabbed Snyder with back in 1899. Jack knows what’s going to happen before it does. He closes the door on them. Race screams. He never thought that his friends would leave him behind. Maybe he can’t stop Race from dying, but he can save Albert and Finch. Snyder stabs Race five times before he falls down. Lying in a pool of his own blood, he tries to say his final words, but he’s choking on his blood. He stops coughing at the same time that his heart stops beating.

--

Time both stopped and sped up. Albert and Finch scream louder than they ever have. They have to see their best friend die right in front of them and they’re helpless. Completely helpless. There’s blood on his face where there used to be a smile. Their friend who was always so full of life is now nothing more than a wilted flower on rotten wood. Jack begs them to leave. There’s nothing they can do. They wanted to become ghost hunters, not have their best friend be hunted. Eventually, the two lovers walk away from the house. They’re in shock until Finch trips over the bouquet that he brought. Then they start to feel the weight of everything that has happened and they collapse on the ground, holding each other and sobbing.

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is someone taking a photo of him? it certainly feels like it. muscles relax, showing the face of someone content. “ five years into a marriage and this still confuses me, ” he says, to the person nearest to him. “ what do you think? these hydrangeas-- ” he holds them in one hand, they’re light blue, “ with the coral roses, pink roses or both? ” he holds the roses in the other, twisting his wrist so they can observe the colour combinations.

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rosa canina

by, pigeonwit by pigeonwit Coming home to work for his brother wasn’t exactly The Plan, but Jack knows the saying about beggars and choosers all too well. Manhattan is all well and good for tricksters and unholies, but it isn’t really the place for someone of Jack’s predisposition. For those whose bones itch under their skin, whose eyes track the movements of people with a hungry want, whose blood screams with the instinctive desire to catch-bite-kill. The excuse of ‘creature comforts’ only stretches so far, after all. - In which Jack is a werewolf looking for some stability, and while David is a human, that does not make him stable. Words: 5872, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Crutchie (Newsies), Jack Kelly (Newsies), David Jacobs Relationships: David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Crutchie & Jack Kelly (Newsies) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Magical Realism, tattoo artist david jacobs, florist jack kelly, fae crutchie, Fae Magic, Curses, Werewolf Jack Kelly, Recovery, magical midlife crises, Mental Health Issues, Jack Kelly Needs a Hug (Newsies) read : https://ift.tt/8cUnBGm - August 20, 2024 at 10:27AM