florence.

[flcrencealvarez]

ELLIOT.

His eyes remained shut, as if that would render some answer within his perplexed, rampant thoughts at the moment. Yet as her response sunk in, he lifted his head upward again. In the midst of the resurfacing pain of their sudden end, it was a different perspective. There still remained a prominent hesitation, a broken trust of what could have been, but if Florence truly didn’t care and wanted out of their relationship like he believed he’d overheard, why would she even bother going out of her way now and admitting it all to him, right? “You don’t owe me. But…I do thank you for that…for telling me.” Elliot began. “I guess I just…I don’t know…you said you’ve been here a few years?”

       A barrier continued to exist between them, but with the telling of truth, the wall had lowered some allowing the two to see a little more clearly. It had been years since the two had reached any form of closure, and truthfully, she’d never quite gotten overcome that. That what if?! “Of course I owe you, Elliot. You deserve to know the truth.” Merely stating his name had such an effect on her, like those walls of hers might come crumbling down and she’d have to revel in grief and be overcome with emotions she wasn’t nearly strong enough to handle right now. “I have. Three or four years now, actually. —I got married,” she admits after hesitating some, her gaze lowered as she silently wills herself keep those weighted emotions at bay. “It didn’t work out, unfortunately.” 

[theonlypair]

[flcrencealvarez]

🌷, 😍, 💙

🌷Is your muse likely to be the one to make the first move, or would they wait for the other to make a move first? 

Florence isn’t afraid to make the first move whatsoever, but she appreciates someone making a first move too. 

😍Does your muse have any crushes? If so, who are they? 

Not really at present, no. She’s still grieving the loss of her husband. Not to say she won’t in the future, though.

💙Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in? 

Already answered.

[flcrencealvarez]

💜💞♡💙

💜Does your muse date others based on their appearance or personality, or both? 

Florence only dates people she’s attracted to, and this doesn’t necessarily mean appearance. They have to have a certain way about them to attract her, personality winning above all else. 

💞Does your muse believe in soulmates? 

Already answered.

♡ Is there any kind of person that your muse will never date? 

Assholes.

💙Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in?

She likes a little of both, but preferably a night in. 

[flcrencealvarez]

💔 💞 💗 💍

💔Has your muse ever been heartbroken? If so, explain what happened. 

Twice. The first time was evidently with Elliot who Florence unfortunately was forced into leaving. Having him hate her was difficult, as was walking away from someone she was truly prepared to marry. And in some ways her heart still is a little cracked. Her second heartbreak revolves around the loss of Adrian. She still hasn’t recovered. 

💞Does your muse believe in soulmates?

She sure does, but she believes in more than one. 

💗Would your muse prefer a large, public proposal, or do they prefer a small, private one? 

A small private one, without a doubt. 

💍Big or small wedding? 

Small wedding, without a doubt. 

[flcrencealvarez]

💘

💘Does your muse believe in astrology signs? If so, what sign are they most compatible with? And is this important when considering a date? 

Florence is a Cancer, so Capricorn, Scorpio, Virgo, Cancer and Taurus. She’s into that sort of stuff so I guess sort of important? Adrian was a Scorpio, and Elliot is a Capricorn, so..

[memes4u]

☆ Headcanon Prompts ☆          Love and Romance

💔 = Has your muse ever been heartbroken? If so, explain what happened. 

🌹 = How would your muse react to romantic gestures, expected or not? 

🌷 = Is your muse likely to be the one to make the first move, or would they wait for the other to make a move first? 

🎁 = Does your muse become flattered to receive gifts? 

😍 = Does your muse have any crushes? If so, who are they? 

😘 = Does your muse like to flirt? Do they like to be flirted with? 

❤️ = Does your muse focus on one person, or do they like to go and date as many people as possible?

💛 = In what ways does your muse express their love to their partner? 

💚 = Does your muse get jealous easy? 

💙 = Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in? 

💜 = Does your muse date others based on their appearance or personality, or both? 

♡ = Is there any kind of person that your muse will never date? 

💞 = Does your muse believe in soulmates? 

💘 = Does your muse believe in astrology signs? If so, what sign are they most compatible with? And is this important when considering a date? 

💗 = Would your muse prefer a large, public proposal, or do they prefer a small, private one? 

💵 = Is money an important factor to consider when dating? Does your muse prefer rich partners? 

💎 = What kind of gemstone would your muse prefer on their engagement or wedding ring? 

💍 = Big or small wedding? 

💅🏻 = Does your muse always try to look their best around their partner, or are they comfortable wearing anything around them?

[iconicgirls]

[harley-quinss]

[loveis-strength]

[flcrencealvarez]

ELLIOT.

Why not add the sudden re-appearance of Florence and the revelation she presented into the mix of everything these days, right? Not that it certainly didn’t the change the fact that he desperately wanted to turn and run somewhere, wherever, yet his feet remained planted. He couldn’t even swallow the lump within in his throat, gaze averting to the ground. He’d never excepted to have this conversation, let alone any with her ever again after all. There was no way to prepare for something like this. His fingers pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily. “I wish I found out something.” Not that it was worth saying shit like that now. What’s done had been done. And fuck, no wonder he never liked or trusted his idiot of a first manager. To think his whole blow-up at her could have been avoided. “That’s just it. I don’t know what to say, Florence. It’s…a lot to take in at this point..”

         Her heart fell to the pit of her stomach at the sound of his voice and the words that followed, knowing the words resonated within her, too. There was no turning back, for she’d inevitably made the choices she’d made whether out of force or not, they’d fallen apart, and that was that. Guilt seeped in to her veins, suddenly ridden with regret over her impatient outburst, lowering her gaze and averting it anywhere but at his face. A softer sigh escapes her lips as she takes a moment to conjure her words. “I’m.. I’m sorry. I know it must be. But I can’t see you around, Elliot, and—" Watch you hate me.. “And not tell you the truth. I feel like I owe you as much.” 

[flcrencealvarez]

LOGAN.

Logan sat on the edge of his seat as he let Florence’s anger rage on. He expected this from everyone - and rightfully so - when he returned back to New York, but surprisingly, everyone had been more welcoming than he expected. Not Florence though, and he didn’t mind that. Their entire friendship was always transparent and honest, and if it was any indication that maybe things didn’t change much, it was her anger. He also didn’t care that she had been using her as a punching bag, knowing well enough this is what he deserved though at her last one, he grabbed her wrists and and looked at her. “Flo, enough.” he said, his eyes pleading to tell her to stop and just talk before letting go of her. It was by a long mile though after the stretch of silence that engulfed them and the switch in her tone, he finally looked back up at her. “I’m sorry, okay. I should’ve known… especially after Adrian, I should’ve known better.” he said, sighing through his nose as he tried to find the words. He saw how his best friend grieved for her husband and he had done nothing but add to that pain when he was supposed to be the one to take it away. “I’m sorry.”

        The entirety of her core was shaking with adrenaline, trying desperately to focus on her breathing to calm herself down. Logan was by far the greatest shock of all that endured day, and processing that fact in the vulnerable state she was in lately felt like a long shot. Florence wanted to scream, to cry, to rejoice at the fact that she hadn’t, in fact, lost her husband and her best friend, too. The emotions coursing through her was almost too much to bear, and for someone like Florence who almost always kept them in check, however passionate she was, it was debilitating. It took him mentioning a certain name and breathing out yet another apology for Flo to lift her gaze from the ground to meet his own instead. She didn’t know what to do with his apology. Her initial instinct was to be impulsive and yell at him for making her believe she’d lost two of the most important people in her life. But, there was another part of her that would ultimately prevail, the part of her that resided beneath all of the anger and the shock and the pain. Clenching her jaw some, eyes glistening with tears, it takes a moment’s hesitation before the brunette caves and pulls Logan into her arms, a shaky breath soon escaping. Ultimately, he was her best friend. “I’m so glad you’re back.” 

[flcrencealvarez]

ISABELLE.

            Isabelle wasn’t sure what to expect with hanging out with Flo, it seemed that their friendship turned into quite the amusing one, one where she enjoyed being around the other brunette. Shuffling further into the place, smirking at the other as she shrugged her shoulders. “All I’m saying is…if we’re getting matching tattoos I declare it will be on our ass cheek.” Even though she was well in her thirties, she still enjoyed a good drink, even if her body hated her the next few days. “You know, why don’t we have a few drinks. It’s been a rough week.” 

          “You know, that’s the one place I’ve always wanted a tattoo,” she smirks, leaning back against the wooden counter top. “Don’t tempt me. After the day I’ve had, give me alcohol and I’ll do just about anything. Lets just hope drunk us don’t pick something ugly,” Florence jokes, a chuckle escaping her lips at the mere prospect of two partners in crime, drunk as hell, getting butt tattoos. Her eyes lit up, however, the instant Isabelle mentioned going out for a drink, it was like the brunette had answered her prayers. “See, this is why you’re my favorite. You know exactly what I need without even thinking about it. —Let me just grab my stuff, I’ll get Lola to lock up. Where did you wanna head, Miller?” 

[eizagonzalezsource]

[brycemargot]

*flashback to mid-pteranodon attack kiss*

[elliotsharpe-archive-blog]

@flcrencealvarez

[flcrencealvarez]

i assume you still care about logan and glad he's alive

“Nope.” Correct as hell. 

[askboxmemes]

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