#c:flora

[demonic-ungaikyo-dragon]

More of my dergs, nd this time another trans gal!!!! (Watch me trans all my dergs😅 but all jokes aside i have atleast 4 trans,1 yet to be written about.)

Flora

"Greetings dear!"

If one word describes this young girl, its odd. Her name fits her.

One could say that she is a nature addict. Always sorrounded in scents and flowers. Others would even confuse her for being the clan's nature rep.

But look at her eyes, and you will see why they call her odd. No, she is not a weird girl, well, for non plague dragons that is.

But all that out of the way, for being rather young, one could confuse her for an elder lady. Her politness has earned her a well deserved reputation.

She also appears to support abernathy in her quest to spread the trans, as she too is transgender.

As for her role, she gather herbs, mushrooms, flowers, etc. For the potion shop. She is tecnically the supplier of the shop.

And protect her. She never uses her powers, so she is practically defenseless.

[wtftk]

where: brooklyn bridge park 

who: @florasainsbury​

zai had spotted flora at the mansion, he typically didn’t pay attention to redheads, but with his best friend in mind, he couldn’t help but pursue, see what all the fuss was about. he managed to talk her into going with him to the brooklyn bridge park, figured they could check out the bridge, see the wonders of new york parks. 

on the way through the park, he smelled hot dogs, “want a hot dog?” he offers, “i mean when in new york right?” 

[futuristiclover-x]

let the nostalgia strike in; lunatical + fine line [2/12] ; WATERMELON SUGAR.

breathe me in,

breathe me out, 

i dont know if i could ever go without,

[coliincorrect]

Flora: Is there a particular reason that the bathtub is on fire?

Greer: Science!!

Flora: fair enough.

[abelhayward]

dash chat | flora

flora: Oh sweetie that is so wonderful, congratulations!

Abel: Thank you, Ms. Flora.

[danfabray-blog]

@floradevereaux :

Well thank you very much, Anon…. i’m sorry, Bug. I was going to tell you but been busy preparing for Thanksgiving with Mawmaw.

Were you, though? Because I feel like that’s your favorite thing, is to keep me in the dark. Also, speaking of Thanksgiving, Im not going to grandmas, I have other plans.

[lennoxfraser-blog]

The noise of the Ravenclaw house was overwhelming, and Lennox had been standing with his arms folded, watching the Slytherins like a hawk for twenty minutes. The boys were disrespectful, and Lennox made sure to memorise a few faces in particular - ones that were taking liberties. Among the stream of new people into the house, Lennox saw a familiar head of dark hair, and when a greasy-headed boy stepped into the dorms, Lennox saw Flora. “You’re a sight for sore eyes,” he said, pushing off from the wall to meet her. “I’m not one to complain about the amount of men in my general vicinity but even I have limits.” Lennox said, scowling over Flora’s shoulder at a boy whose trunk left a dint in the wall. “What’re you doing here? Thought you’d be making friends in Gryffindor by now.”

[declannfitzgerald-blog]

It’s Just Coffee || Flora & Declan

Declan knew he needed to focus, he was just going to get a cup of coffee with a girl, a very pretty girl who happened to be interested in technology. He wasn’t entirely sure why he said yes, for starters he hated coffee, always had and on top of that, he wasn’t sure that he could keep his composure out of the lab. When he was working he was able to make pleasant conversation, he could talk to Flora for hours about the new prototype but over coffee he may have to go into other more personal matters, and Declan didn’t do too well with that. He couldn’t actually remember the last time he’d been out for even a midday drink with a girl, girls weren’t usually interested in the tech guy, and Flora probably wasn’t either, she was just being nice to her co-worker.

He shook his hands out to try and relieve some the anxiety that was building up inside him. He finally walked out and headed to the coffee shop that they’d agreed to meet at. He stalled at the door for a moment and then saw her through the glass, she always looked so pretty and with the sunlight hitting her hair Declan was reminded just how out of his league she was, she was a ten, he was a four at best. After a deep breath Declan finally entered the coffee shop going over to where she stood waiting, “hey,” he announced, not sure how the proper way to greet her was.