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[floweralleyblog-blog]

Moonstruck by Moonscene

May is Amaryllis time here. I will share many of these throughout the month, but none will be more quietly gorgeous than ‘Moonscene.’ This is the flower of dreams. Perfect shape and luster. Lovely coloration and patterns. I have been stalking its stalks for weeks. Watering and staking and waiting to see those lovely faces. I must admit that I have referred to many of my Amaryllis/Hippeastrum…

[thequeensxgambit]

it had been far too long... far too long. between training camps and proving herself as a worthy quidditch player for the holyhead harpies, days had descended into weeks and she’d forgotten to take a moment to just breathe. plus, she wasn’t the only one that was busy and as she made her way steadily up the hill toward the rather imposing home at its crest, she could see that in scattered materials and random objects in abundance. breathing out, she jogged up the last part of the hill and broke out in a big grin. “it’s a good job i don’t have heavy bags, isn’t it?!” she called out jokingly, spotting the kitchen window to be open. “what kind of reception is this?” @moonscenes​

[harmcomforts]

     maja didn’t know how much longer she could go sipping on the peppermint frapa-something-or-other she’d ordered to have an excuse to sit in the starbucks, surveilling her next target. she wanted to get closer, maybe say hi, but making full blown eye contact by accident wasn’t a tactic she usually employed. she was often far more meticulous, but she couldn’t help herself in looking and then smiling, before turning her attention away.                /  @moonscenes​

[gvngsigns]

“goddamnit, scout!” lauren barged into the home, barely giving the other femme enough time to open the door, clearly frustrated. she had been called to a crime scene not even an hour ago and her instinct, as well as the obvious evidence, led to a female she knew way too well. she wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep up the facade of not knowing who was behind the murders taunting the town. “they’re getting real suspicious at the station.” then she held up the neatly-collected evidence bag, eyebrows raising. “are you serious? did you leave clues there on purpose? i’m beginning to think that you like making this hard on me.” / @moonscenes​ 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @moonscenes​ based on this post featuring kasia and finn.

kasia didn’t pry  — if she wanted to know something, she asked and expected the truth. what was a relationship without trust? she trusted finn, enough to believe that her work hours were sporadic and unforgiving at times. she didn’t often worry about her whereabouts but after tossing and turning in bed for a few hours, sleep not coming easy to her that evening because something just felt wrong in her gut, she finally pulled herself out of bed just shy of 1:30am. it was late, very late, and she hadn’t received as much as a text from finn, unsettling her further. she bundled herself up on the couch, putting the tv on so low it did little else but light up the room. when she finally heard the front door click open around half an hour later she jumped up, eager to greet her girlfriend. “finn, baby. it’s late.” 

[persephonyed]

closed starter for @moonscenes​ based on this plot ( white winged dove ) ! ☾

      it had only been about an hour of wandering around aimlessly in the woods, but margot had convinced herself it had been days — she had eaten all of her trail snacks and drank half of her water, though it was supposed to last her all afternoon. it was only when she had begun to give up all hope of finding the witch that she stumbled upon a seemingly thriving cabin in the middle of nowhere. “what the...” she had come out here to play time and time again as a kid, but not once had she ever found a cabin. and it was with utter curiosity and a nearly dead phone that she easily convinced herself to trespass and see if the building would open it’s doors to any clues about the local legend. upon entering the building, she noticed it wasn’t at all what she expected, and looked as if someone had been living there recently. things were tossed about, not in a rundown and abandoned way, but in a way that seemed naturally inhabited. it was odd, to say the least, and the normalcy of it seemed to give margot the creeps more that anything. it wasn’t until she turned to leave for the day that she noticed the girl standing in the corner, watching her. “holy fuck,” she exclaimed, “have you been here the whole fucking time? you scared the shit out of me, oh my god.” catching her breath, margot settled into herself once again and noticed just how beautiful the person she just abhorrently screamed at. “i’m so sorry, please, ignore everything that just happened. i’m margot.” she quickly closed the space between the two of them and held her hand out to shake, beaming grin smeared across her face. “you msut be out here looking for the witch too, huh? find anything noteworthy?”

[starsgazng]

* starter for @moonscenes​​ !

"i gotta say what's on my mind."

[highrisked]

closed starter for @moonscenes. | severus snape x james potter.

“must you always be this insufferable...” what could severus have possibly done in a past life to deserve detention alongside james potter? if it was up to him, he would serve his sentence by his lonesome and only his thoughts to keep him company. instead, he had that obnoxious voice drowning out any chance of peace and quiet and leaving him feeling suffocated in open, endless woods. with the two in trouble for the same classroom fight that had led to the bruise circling his eye, and lily clearly taking the side of her boyfriend, severus couldn’t seem to catch a break. taking a seat on a tree stump and burying his face in his hands, he shook his head back and forth. “we’re never going to find baneberry at this point, we’ll be out here all night. i don’t know about you, but i’d much rather be back in my dorm than trying to entertain the simple likes of you.”

[tiapulenta]

la última luna de febrero 🥺❤

[vilains-aa]

@moonscenes​  liked  for  a  one  -  liner.  featuring  :  mabel  !

"  i'm  sorry,  i  just  —  "  a  pause  ensues  fingertips  rising  against  upturned  lips.  "  can't  keep  a  straight  face.  "

[lovcfools]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @moonscenes​ !!

really, she'd stop at nothing to get her hands on something so rare — whatever jewels they’d be showcasing at this gala, selina swore she’d go home with. nothing better than hiding in plain sight in the midst of philanthropists and movie stars, politicians & of course, bruce wayne. the woman had come into this gala with the hope of slipping out with a bit of information on the mogul, maybe even a dance. he was handsome, wasn’t he? it’d only been a night since she was held close but something about this wayne character called to her.   with a sly step and a warm grin, selina had managed to end up at arm’s length from the tall, alluring figure. a martini sitting in her grip , eyes ablaze with fascination.  “ mr. wayne , ”  the cat grinned, “ you sure  throw quite the party . i haven’t seen gotham this riled up since the dark knight finally said good-bye to the joker . ” her fingers brush against his wrist as she reaches over to refresh her drink, her eyes flickering from the glass to meet his blue stare.  “ though i’m sure it’s easy for you to get anyone riled up — you know, being gotham’s most sought after bachelor & most generous benefactor. ”

[hcmoheart]

hardly amused by the presence of countless men, xenia sighed loud enough only for ava to witness. a champagne flute in hand, the other holding onto her purse that only carried her one and only in life. her phone. if she was able to marry a device instead of a person, it would be that. her person was taken after all, which didn’t bother her. at least, she told herself from time to time. it was all part of a game plan, she knew to who ava’s heart really belonged to. the one that didn’t wore a ring, she spent all her spare time with and then some. and no one even batted an eye or thought twice about it, because ava was married to the man xenia worked alongside with. it was all business to the media, to paparazzi and sponsors. little did they know things were quite the opposite behind the curtains. ‘’i don’t know about you, but i’ve had enough of socializing for tonight.’’ another night, another charity hosted by a sponsor she gave zero shits about. all she cared about was how she was allowed to bring a plus one and that was ava. always ava. her co-ceo’s wife, her best friend, her ride or die. the love of her life. xenia was the one who attended the events, showed face and kept up reputation and scored bonus points by bringing both the co-ceo’s wife and arm eye candy. it was even better when it was out of town, flown by private jet to another state. where they were left to privacy in presidental suites and shared the bed without shame.

taking the last sip from the flute, she put it down when a waiter passed by and gave a glance that showed a softness in her eyes only for ava. feeling bold enough, she leaned in like any lady would whenever they shared a necessary bathroom break, ‘’i’ve been wanting to jump you all night, you’re all i can think about. your body against mine. fucking you. making you cum in my mouth.’’ she wasn’t subtle. xenia was often straight to the point, but usually not about this. not in public. and she shared a soft touch against her arm before she made her way towards the wardrobe where she said goodbye to a sponsor who’d been waiting all night to get a word in.

@moonscenes​

[noirflavoured]

—   closed for.   @moonscenes​

          pearl rows of ideal teeth were biting the tensed cheeks from the inside. no. the chocolate-haired boy wasn't scared or afraid. it was the overpriced touch of his incisors that was keeping his stare focused on the road. it was that night. he couldn't stop thinking about her. — where the fuck are you??? the party just started! — text messages, like his horny so-called friends, were coming and coming in unstoppably. he was his father's son. always so ready to use and leave. not with her... tough. the devil in disguise. [ text.   w. ]: u up? he threw the dark-covered phone behind his back as he parked his freshly-washed range rover near willow's neighbourhood.

[harmcomforts]

there was plenty of reason to question what this meant for them, but lucie preferred not to touch those kinds of thoughts with a ten foot pole for the time being. it hadn’t seemed like they were heading for this for so long and them finally kissing felt like something big, so it was something she wanted to truly focus on and let herself enjoy. at his response to her words, her eyebrows shot up and she used the palm of her hand to shove his shoulder. “seven out of ten? that’s so rude.” she complained, the slightly shrill quality of her voice becoming more evident as she pouted. though, the pout quickly evaporated at the notion that she was getting kissed once more. this time she found herself completely melting into it, one of her hands between them grasping his shirt to pull his body closer to hers. it felt like a rush to the head, like everything between them seemed to bloom all at once and when they finally did pull away, she was honestly a little dizzy and lost for words. “so... so there was room for improvement. i see that now.” she said, practically speaking against his mouth before she opened her eyes and pulled back a little to look at him. “i just don’t think i’ve really experienced many kisses like that, somehow.” lucie admitted, though a moment later kind of wished that she didn’t, because maybe that was a little embarrassing.                     /  @moonscenes​

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @moonscenes​ featuring verónica and ava.

she couldn’t very well break in to the home, however tempting it was. verónica had been searching for days now and really she couldn’t even be sure her children were still there. she’d spent a few hours scouting the place out after catching a scent where she’d left her babies abandoned as pups. as much as she’d tried to look through windows and willed herself to be patient before she made a move, she eventually snapped. she had to know and the only way she could do that was by going up to the front door and knocking. she’d probably seem crazed to whomever opened: her clothes were tattered, her hair rather unruly. she’d been toughing it out for days and physical appearance wasn’t important while on four legs. she didn’t care, too busy bouncing on her toes as she waited nervously for the door to open — so nervous that the second it did she was talking before she could be greeted, “have you recently acquired some puppies?” 

[persephonyed]

@moonscenes​​​ liked t h i s post for a randomized horror starter ! Ѽ

“you’re going to think i’m crazy,” nora laughed unconvincingly, the worry evident behind her forced smile. “last night i got an email from some unknown address, and, well... look, it was one of those freaky chain letters, i didn’t forward it, and now i keep hearing the laughter of children coming from my hallways at night. crazy, right?”