#florriv

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"She answered, 'I don't want worship. I want understanding. -Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. 1, 1931 - 1934

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If you're gonna tell them everything Don't leave out the good part

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flora/riv + Life as We Know It (2010)

thank u jo!! i haven’t seen this movie in FOREVER so i did have to rewatch the trailer to remind myself of what happens so apologies if it doesn’t fit 100%

“This is insane.” Riven grumbles and Flora nods, her eyes remaining on the Will that’s laid out on the coffee table in front of them. “I mean seriously. What the fuck were Sky and Bloom thinking? Leaving us Marion.”

“No idea.” Flora mutters, her eyes lifting from the paper to look at Riven and more importantly, the two month old baby sleeping in his arms.

Marion - who has no idea how her life just changed in basically the blink of an eye.

“I have no clue.” She begins, standing up and walking over to Riven, gently caressing Marion’s cheek. “But they chose us for a reason. So, let’s put our differences aside and make sure this little one at least gets a good life.”

Riven looks at her, his jade green eyes basically staring into her soul. He nods and Flora does her best not to grimace at how irritated he seems. “Fine. But I’m sleeping on the couch.”

“Fair enough.” She mutters, kissing Marion’s cheek before stepping back over to the recliner and the mass mess of paperwork they had been scouring for the last hour over.

This was going to be… interesting to say the least.

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flora x riven + "ideal blunt rotation?"

"What's your ideal blunt rotation?" Flora asks and Riven turns to look at her, an eyebrow raised. "You," He starts off with a smirk and the Latina girl rolls her eyes at him, nudging him with her shoulder before motioning for him to continue on, "Jesus because I think he'd be a total tosser when high and Freud. Just for fun."

Flora's giggles envelop the room and Riven grins, butterflies forming in his stomach as he watches her. She grins at him after straightening up, her curls flipping out of her face. "Mine would be Oprah, Julie Andrews and Princess Diana I think. The bad bitch energy that room would feature would be immaculate I think." She giggles again, her breath catching and Riven bites back a snort.

"You're crazy Fernandez."

She grins at him, leaning over the desk so they are face to face. "You like it."

She wasn't lying about that, Riven mused to himself.

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riven + flora + pillow talk? i'm about to spam u with rivlora btw

“Jesus.” Flora groaned as she collapsed onto Riven’s chest, her eyes watering as he grinned down at her.

“Round three finally wore you out huh?” He mumbled and she rolled her eyes, letting her leg drape over his.

“Shut up and play with my hair.” She muttered, sweat pooling down her spine. Riven simply hummed in response, the hand not wrapped around her waist tangling up in her hair.

It was silent for a long moment, the only noise in the room being the sound of their heavy breathing.

“Do you think Winnie the Pooh actually liked honey or was it just a placebo addiction?” Flora asked and Riven paused, his eyes meeting hers as he gaped at her in surprise.

“What the fuck Flo?” Flora giggled, kissing the underside of his jaw. “What? I’m not wrong.”