#flora carter

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Flora Carter

Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/DBPH0bAJfY3/

[tipsypixel-sims]

With summer coming to an end and the first leaves starting to fall, there came Poppy and Ash's first aging-up.

The twins sure did look alike: Both had their mother's nose and the exact color of their father's eyes and hair.

Unfortunately the guests didn't enjoy the birthday party half as much as Flora and Carter, but it's not as if the twins would remember that. Right?

[visually-corrupted]

Flora Carter

For @ultrameganicolaokay

Happy Birthday, Canny! ♥

[roses-n-rads]

tagged by @voidika to do this picrew

no pressure tags @foofygoldfish @zillastar13 @locustandwildhoney @tommymillers @shellibisshe @wholelottagin @mars-colony @deputyash @pchberrytea

Aspen Shaw - deep space nine

Flora Carter - bioshock

Valera Busch - the walking dead

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Flora Carter

https://www.instagram.com/flora_carter/

[unaturalhistory]

My musical selection for the next week:

Jesu – Everyday I Get Closer To The Light From Which I Came

Kadaitcha - Tramontane

Lönndom – Fälen Från Norr

ТОРЕАДОРИ З ВАСЮКІВКИ - З​Л​О​Д​І​Й У Л​І​С​І

H.Flora - Densing Naivete

Harutaka Mochizuki, Kawashima Makoto,Michel Henritzi - Chinmoku Wa Ishikure Ni Yadoru Bouryoku

Beñat Achiary, Kent Carter, David Holmes – AchiaryCarterHolmes

Dale Cooper Quartet And The Dictaphones – Ramsès Redoute

Coume Ouarnéde - Hi​é​rogamia

Smegma and L'Autopsie A Révélé Que La Mort Etait Due A L'Autopsie - Transmissions des fluides

[nstehu]

[just-a-pansy]

Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life Rival Children

Second secret love interest: Flora's and Carter's son! Last love interest...also maybe you noticed HM:DS is also included into my little rival universe here

Tito

remember how Keira the beautiful princess was waiting for you deep down in the mines? yea. this time you get Tito

he's got a little camp on the halfway point, doing his research

when you find him he doesn't seem to realise how long he's been down there

figuring that his parents probably want to be updated on his findings he decides to go see the light of day again

needless to say the dig site and archaeology are his life

has an intense interest for beryl

his family has a strong bond because of their shared interests, his parents have built a house near the dig site

he follows a strict routine and is found at the same places at the same time every day starting with a long walk at 6 am to clear his head

it takes a while for him to comprehend that you're romantically interested in him and his way of responding to that is to show you his collection of rocks

he confesses he had a hard time growing up fitting in with the other children of the valley and especially budding heads with Edie

he feels like he can fully be himself around you

Rival Relationship: Tito & Adora

scientist besties!

have a natural connection with each other and enjoy hearing the other one talk for hours about one specific detail of their work

Adora sometimes stops by the dig site because she needs samples (right...)

she even gets Tito to swim with her and though he hates it he loves seeing her so happy

they mumble about having to share their newest discoveries with the other

That's it! I'm intensely invested and I hope you're too because I'll keep building on this!

The Rival Children: Edie - Ava - Marcie - Rae - Mikhail - August - Adora

[kinokoshoujoart]

omg THAT event i’m sorry to hijack but i’ve been wanting to get on my Sosp Box about this forever

every time it gets brought up it gets blown out of proportion so hard… like ppl will say “there’s a scene where he LITERALLY cheats on lumina and lumina’s response implies he does so frequently” even i remembered it being way worse and when i actually saw it as a grownup lady he just. said “hey next time let’s go to the sea side”???

also muffy’s love interest is right there the whole time????

maybe it got censored in translation or something but as it is it’s just SO…. boring… i expected something juicer. lame

i do kinda love/hate the writing in hmds though bc it felt like a lot of scenes were just “WHOOPS adultery joke!!!!🤣🤣🤪🤪” (muffy gets a lot of these “jokes” which makes me cry. she deserved better treatment than the hmds writing) and every rival marriage is “haha look how henpecked the husbands are and how angry the wives are!! marriage bad! funny!!!!” uuuugh…

[oneshortlady]

can someone do a solid and write heart events ideas for flora, Carter and daryl?

also I picture once you marry daryl, his outfit changes slightly. like it's his normal clothes but not torn/ as dirty, he's got matching shoes, still the messy hair and he goes to the lab with the kid instead of staying in the house. and his face goes from òmó to òwó

and..AND imagine doof with Vanessa(phinesinses and ferb) THATS daryl and his kid

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Flora Carter photographed by 88boulevard

Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/C5T-JxySKMs/

[tipsypixel-sims]

And then the first snow fell and covered everything in white.

"Ya know what would be nice? A cup of hot coffe! Oh right, mabe not for you Mister Snowman, wouldn't want you to melt too soon."

[angelsdvsts]

"don't you get it flora? none of those feelings were real -- everything was fabricated to make you believe it was," carter's cold words fell, shrugging as if it was nothing to him. lips darts out as he nods his head. "we definitely are done here. i'm just saving you from further humiliation by tell you now before you fell in love."

“it’s easy to put words in the mouth of someone too cowardly to face his own feelings,” flora snapped back, words slicing through the still air. she could be taken aback by his casual cruelty, by the way he so easily discarded her, but she wasn’t the type to show it across her face. “are we done here then? because i don’t really care to stand here and risk further humiliation.”

[nstehu]

[thezombieprostitute]

Hummingbird - Part 8

Summary: You didn't want to break into someone's party but you were desperate to see the art at the gallery before it was gone. You're so busy trying to make sure no one sees you that you miss the ever present gaze of Steve Rogers who is wondering why you crashed his party.

Word Count: ~1.8k

A/N: Reader is AFAB. No physical descriptors used.

Warnings: Rough sex, Smut. Please let me know if I missed any.

Part 7 -- Epilogue

Series Masterlist

In the weeks following Steve made sure your move was as easy and simple as possible. During the days he gave you free reign to reorganize and redecorate whatever you wanted, except for his office. During the nights he made sure to hold you tight and cuddle you as you fell asleep. You’d never felt more relaxed than when you were with his strong arms wrapped around you. 

After the dust settled from your move and redecoration, Steve suggested an art gallery visit to celebrate. You put on the dress you wore during your first art gallery date with him, the gift from Monica’s mothers. Part of you wonders if Steve knew, way back then, that you would eventually be living together. You know you certainly had no idea. It was amazing how much had changed for you since you crashed that party. 

Steve finds you getting ready and he smiles at you, eyes full of love and your heart flutters. He’s so good at schooling his expressions and body language that you treasure how genuine he is with you. 

“Are you ready, Hummingbird?”

“Just about. I’m guessing, given the late hour, it’ll be just the two of us at the gallery?”

“Correct. But don’t worry about it looking like a break in. I got the curator to let us in.”

“Thank you for that,” you chuckle. “I know you like the roleplay but I really do prefer the easy way.”

The gallery had a special theme for the month based around flora of all kinds. There were plenty of paintings based on native flora but the main event was a wing that had been filled with sculptures and made to look like a park. They called it the Garden of Wonders. Glass flowers, some made to look like they’d been encased in ice. Bronze trees with copper leaves, already showing signs of turning green. Marble lilac bushes where you could make out the individual petals. There were even small animal depictions mixed in to add to the ambiance. You felt like you were walking in a magical garden. 

Every bit was breathtaking.  

As was your custom, Steve let you take the lead. You would flit between pieces, occasionally staring, divining the most subtle of touches as he smiles at you. Steve never told you but after every visit he made sure word got to the various artists about all of the details you loved, noticed and appreciated. He never told you because he was worried it would temper your reactions or make you feel guilty for not noticing more. But he knew you’d appreciate the artists getting their due praise. 

Your happiness was probably the most important thing in the world for him. You’d never once taken advantage of his power or money. You supported his plans and ideals. You were so much stronger than you thought. He smiles fondly at the memory of how nervous you were when you’d been “caught’ crashing his party. How your eyes widened in surprise when he finally got you to take him up on his offer. How deliciously evil your smirk was when you showed his guests that you were his partner, not his charity case. 

True to your word, you never did tell him who it was that put those ideas in your head. He did figure it out, though, and had to agree that Carter and Lane’s faces of anger and frustration were a lot more fun than not inviting them ever again. He had to give it to you, you know how to do revenge right. You really made his social obligations that much more fun and enjoyable, making it easier for him to do his work, support his communities, keep his people paid and well taken care of. 

There were still moments you doubted, though you tried to hide them. Steve hated that you could still doubt yourself, or doubt his intentions. He hoped tonight would help allay some of those. 

Flitting through the Garden you pause at one of the pathways and blink. A small table had been set out. There was a small bouquet of purple roses with a card. Steve refrains from chuckling as he watches you circle the table, trying to figure out if it’s part of the display. Your eyes light up when you get close enough to see your first and last name on the card. You look to Steve and he nods as he moves behind you. 

Opening the card it reads, “turn around”. You do, confusion giving way to surprise as you see the open box in Steve’s hand. Inside is a gorgeous golden ring, made to look like a hummingbird holding a blue diamond. Your hand flies up to your face in shock as tears start forming in the corners of your eyes. You search his face for any indication he’s not serious or has hesitations. Of course you find none.  

“Y-you, you mean it, Steve?”

“I do, Hummingbird.”

You hold out your left hand and he gently places the ring on your finger. Of course it’s a perfect fit. Just like with the dress you’re wearing now, Steve has always been able to size you up. You smile, eyes full of happy tears, before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. 

“Thank you, Steve.”

“No thanks needed, Hummingbird. You saying ‘yes’ is all I need.”

The second you had gotten home he helped you out of your dress and started kissing every inch of you. He’d ended up not being able to wait for the bedroom and bent you over the back of the couch, smacking your butt-cheeks until they were sore and your pussy was dripping wet for him. He’d barely undone his zipper before shoving himself into you, making you cry out in pleasure at the stretch. 

“You always feel so good,” he grunts as he keeps slamming into you. “Always able to take me so well, like the good girl you are.” You can barely hear him over your own lewd moans. He reaches around your hips and starts playing with your pearl, making you cry out appreciatively. 

His other hand goes to your throat and moves so your back is right up against him. “Look so fucking pretty with that ring on your finger. Can’t wait to make it official. Make sure everyone knows you’re mine.” 

“Yes, please, Sir,” you pant. “Please mark me as yours.”

“So fucking pretty when you beg,” he nips at your skin. “Come for me, Hummingbird.” Your response is immediate and he groans as your walls clench around him. “Always feels so damn good,” he grumbles. His hips stutter as he finds his own release and he starts kissing along your back. “So good for me. So wonderful.”

He pulls out slowly and your whine is replaced by a gasp as he pushes his fingers into your pussy. 

“Not gonna let a single drop spill out,” he states. “Gonna mark you in every way, Hummingbird.”

“Yes, Sir,” you gasp. “Yes, please mark me with your come, Sir! Want everyone to know I belong to you!”

Instead of switching to aftercare mode Steve gets you to the bedroom and gently pushes you onto the bed. You proudly note that you’ve ruined his pants with your slick. Steve lays over you, one of his arms holding his weight, the other continuing to play with your oversensitive pussy. 

“Yes! Yes! YES,” you scream as Steve makes you come on his fingers yet again. 

“I don’t recall giving you permission, Hummingbird,” Steve snarls as he nips the skin on your neck. “You’re gonna have to make that up to me.”

“Y-yes, Sir,” you moan, fighting the urge to pull away from Steve’s hand that hasn’t stopped. You’re so sensitive it’s almost painful but Steve’s hands have always made you feel so good. So have his lips, his arms, his everything.

He stands up away from the bed, finally removing his fingers. You’re simultaneously grateful for the reprieve and missing the fullness his fingers gave you. 

“On all fours, facing me,” he orders and you move quickly to obey. He undresses and you let yourself ogle at his figure. You’re not surprised he’s already hard again as you wait for your next order, mouth open. “Always so eager for me,” he chuckles. 

“Yes, Sir. Just for you.”

Steve puts his hands on each side of your face as he shoves his erection into your mouth. You lick, hollow your cheeks, moan, whatever you can to make sure it feels good for him. You love when he uses your mouth so roughly you’re left hoarse for hours. He fucks your mouth with abandon as you focus your energy on keeping yourself from collapsing. You can feel yourself leaking down your thighs and it only makes everything feel more debauched, more erotic, more pleasurable. 

You can tell Steve’s ready to come and prepare yourself but he pulls out of your mouth. You whine and his hands guide your face to look at his. “No whining, Hummingbird. Only one of your holes is getting my come. Now get on your back.”

“Y-yes, Sir,” you croak as you move to obey. You’re slower than he’d like but he recognizes that you’re dazed and strokes himself as he watches you. 

As soon as you’re on your back he pushes your knees to your chest and thrusts into your pussy. You moan appreciatively, though he doesn’t give you time to adjust. His eyes are fixated on where your bodies meet and he’s relentless in his movements. One of his hands moves to your overly sensitive clit and starts rubbing. You gasp at the sensation and he groans as you clench down on him. 

It doesn’t take long for you to become a babbling mess of, “please, Sir,” “yes, SIr,” “thank you, SIr,” “need to come, Sir, please!” 

“Go ahead, Hummingbird, come all over my cock. Push me over the edge.”

“Thank you, Sir,” you scream as you fall apart. You’re so lost in your own pleasure you don’t hear Steve’s pants and grunts as he spills into you. 

The next morning you wake up in Steve’s arms and smile at the ring on your finger. You snuggle in closer to him and he sleepily kisses your hair.

"Good morning, Mrs. Rogers," he coos.

"We're not married yet," you gently chide.

"No, but we will be soon enough. And hopefully by then we can start looking into making a nursery." You feel your thighs clench at his words and he chuckles, "maybe should go a few more rounds to make sure it sticks."

Part 7 -- Epilogue

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[persephonyed]

letting out a deep breath as her eyes looked anywhere but at the boy she had been unfortunately paired with, flora wondered what she might need to do to get rid of him. though her irritation was already evident as she gripped her notebook tightly and let her eyes settled back on him. “i’m so sorry an easy a doesn’t sit right with you, but putting my faith in someone that i’ve never worked with before doesn’t sit right with me.” though she realised how harsh it was to not even give the golden boy a chance, so flora subsided slightly and decided that he might be able to proceed on a trial basis. “listen, i’m good at what i do, and i know i’m good at it. i’m all here for you proving that you’re also good at your shit, but i want you to know that the second you falter, i’m doing this on my own. for both of us. okay?”

"i don't know, i think i'm capable of getting us a good grade. been on the president's list since freshman year." he says, slightly frowning. doesn't quite like how she's talking to him, although he's trying to rationalize why she would be the way she was. maybe a partner in the past had burned her, and she wasn't really trying to get another bad grade. "i'm uh, i'm sorry that you want to work alone, but when the professor assigned us groups, he made it clear that it was meant to be group work, and um, there was no working alone. it wouldn't sit right with me, having you do all the work." // @persephonyed