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Flowersss 🥰
"Oh I'm sorry Stanley.. Big and scary. Scariest man I know." Aubrey giggles.
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and the sound fills my soul
like the sun shining through my window
#SONGWRTTN. independent and fandomless original character, Evans Christopher Stone, loosely influenced and inspired by Troy Baker. a study in creative passion, healing through art, the love of found family, and making peace with the past.
written, with love, by Bunny.
sideblog to: @ofchiralium / companion blog to: @ofchiralium @ofmuse & @mourniingdoves
canon will often involve original character Sean Stone (@ofmuse)
affiliated with: @beastbitten / @ltcdrconnolly & @tcrrifiesall / @dexdgirl
The floral shop was buzzing with new faces every day. Some were regulars. They always asked how she was single. Why hasn't she gone out. Always worried more about her flowers than finding the one. She was sweet. Kind hearted and put others before her, but she wasn't a push over. Been there done that sort of thing.
She was wrapping up for the day. Taking in the last of her inventory when she hears the bell charm over the entry way ring. Her head perks up. "I'm sorry but we're closing." She calls out but the sight before her makes her body tense. Her hands drop the clipboard she was holding with a loud clank as she takes a step back. She could feel her heart racing.
"W-What are you d-doing here?..." Her ex moves forward with a charming smile. "Oh come on, babe. You know you missed me." Her legs wouldn't move.. Why won't they move.. She is shaken out of her thoughts when his hands move to her shoulders, making their way down to her wrists. "L-Leave me alone.." His soft expression shifts for a moment. He scoffs out a chuckle. "You know I can't do that. We were meant for each other." His hand grips her wrist tighter. "Did you forget that?"
Aubrey's heart hammered in her chest. Her eyes widen in fear. "I told you. I don't want to see you ever a-again.." He grits his teeth gripping her wrist tighter to the point she lets out a whimper. "S-Sto-- Ah!" One of his hands move to her hand almost yanking it. "I said I didn't want to hear that shit. But I can let go for now. I'll be back and we can have a much better conversation." He leans down forcing his lips on hers before chuckling on his way out.
Her eyes watered, silently crying as she quickly gathered herself. Forgetting about the inventory. She makes her way out and locks up before making her way upstairs to her apartment. She hugged her knees on the couch as she cried.
Manchild. Why you always come a running to me? Fuck my life. Won't you let an innocent woman be? Never heard of self care. Half your brain just ain′t there. Manchild. Why you always come a running. Taking all my loving from me?
Have I become something else?
Lyndsy Fonseca in Muskoka, Canada
Evans is quick to make his way to the front counter, swiping a strand of blond hair from his brow to make himself more presentable.
“Sorry, I was in the back fixin’ up an old record player someone brought in this morning.”
Before he can even ask how he can be of service to her, a plate of cookies is offered to him. How unconventional. A kind smile lights up his face as he takes the plate from her, eyes meeting hers.
“Thank you,” his voice is so gentle, a sound that shouldn’t come from a man like him but somehow suits him all the same. “I uh- I appreciate it, but… I don’t have any coworkers to share these with. It’s just me. Sometimes my uncle comes in to help, but today it’s just me.”
He sets the platter of sweets down on the countertop between them, that boyish smile still clinging to his lips.
“You still want me to have them? I can give you something in return, if there’s anything you see that you like. Maybe a record to play in your flower shop?”
He knows the place, he walks past it every morning. How has he never noticed her?
“Just uhm, if you see a Corgi in the back, he’s unfortunately not for keeps,” he decides he’s feeling bold enough to crack a joke, “he’s our security.”
She smiles when he accepts. "Oh I didn't want to be a bother. I know it's more later in the day for some sweets. But by all means. take them all. I have plenty more." Her brows raise slightly. "Oh maybe you and your uncle can share them."
A record.. She had to think. And then it clicks. "Well.. There is one that I was looking for. Emotions by Brenda Lee. A little old fashioned. But there is a song on there that I really love. If You Love Me. And I don't mind paying for it. I don't want to put you through the trouble of just giving me a record."
Aubrey thinks for a moment. "Your dog is security?" She peeks over and sure enough there is a small little tail that wags behind the doorway. A hand covers her mouth to muffle her small giggle. "Oh he is so cute. Hm. I'll have to make some doggie biscuits."
She holds out a hand in front of her. Her warm smile still present. "I'm so sorry. I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Aubrey. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
The large mutt bounds up and down excitedly, the earth shaking with the pounding of his paws.
"ARUFF!!! ARRFUF!!!" Throw it! Throw it!
"Fetch!" She lifts both arms and tosses the toy as far as it could go.
@passimtemere // cont.
"Who's a good boy? You are!" She opens a small brown bag and pulls out a big squeaky toy.
@ofchiralium // random starter
Aubrey walks in the record store and looks around. A fresh batch of cookies in a small platter. Okay it was a little much for most people. But she always welcomed stores she has yet to explore with something sweet.
Her eyes move to the front counter, taking in a deep breath and smile on her lips.
"Hello. I was just in the neighborhood and have yet to visit. I baked some cookies. Sorry if it's a bit late. But better late than never. I have snickerdoodles and chunky chocolate chip for your co workers. Um.. I-If you would accept. I own the floral shop about half a block from here."
@dexdgirl asked: Aubrey peeks over at Hicks before dipping back behind the wall taking a deep breath.
Doing his best to work on his car, Hicks had noticed someone peering over at him from behind the wall, frowning a little as he settled his tools down and stood, wandering over to it to lean up against it. With his arms coming to rest atop with his chin on his hands, a faux expression of innocence crept across his face. "Y'just gonna pretend like y'ain't here, that it?" A mischievous smile proudly claimed the Texan's expression, not even hesitating for a single second. There wasn't much that could get Hicks to hesitate or even really think about the words that came out of his mouth beforehand. He tended to just say whatever came to mind, for the most part. "Y'get that pretty butt over here pronto, missy, I ain't lettin' ya get away that easy."
She looks over as her cheeks began to turn a soft red. "I.. W-well.. I came here to ask you.." Everything floods inside her brain. Just spit it out. "I came here to ask for a kiss." Her hands goes up to her face hiding herself behind them. Why was she like this.. She was strong willed when it came to Taken but this? This was out of her field. But she got it out there. Oh if her heart could it would be pounding against her chest. "I didn't know how to ask. Is that weird?" She chuckles nervously.
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"Th... that sounds kinda fun. I, um... I ain't been to a festive in a while." He admitted with a slight shrug of his shoulders, trying to think of the last time he did actually attend some sort of festival. Ethan did his best to avoid crowds, or going anywhere in public in general, as best he could. The further he was away from people, the safer they were. "Y... you're gonna ask him on a date? Hey, you... you don't got to be nervous, I think you'll do great. He likes you, I know he does." He reassured her, unable to stop himself from smiling brightly at the thought of his brother going on a date. "I'm glad, it, uh... it seems like you both deserve to find happiness."
"It's a lot of fun. They have games and prizes. And I am queen of apple bobbing." She giggles to herself. "He makes my heart beat fast. I just. I don't know how to explain it.. I guess it's the hopeless romantic in me." Aubrey smiles softly. "You deserve happiness too. Do you have anyone you like?" She tilts her head in curiosity. "You're very nice. I know someone would like you."