#foxyxgrace

[thelastgoodluthor]

Lena took a brief break from circling the room as she sat down on the couch - everyone at the party was nice but she suffered a great deal of small talk in her day-to-day and didn’t quite have the patience for it right now - at least not until she had another glass of wine. She huffed out a small laugh as her lap was immediately occupied by Alife, the large dog worming his way under her arms to drape himself across her legs, belly up. “Subtle.” She commended sarcastically, keeping her wine glass balanced carefully with one hand while the other scratched at Alfie’s belly, his tail thumping loudly against the couch cushions.

“If Jason and Rory find their dog missing in the morning, you saw nothing, okay?” She joked as another of their guests sat down on the unoccupied seat next to her. She glanced up to get a proper look at the woman, taking a minute to place her before offering a small smile. “You’re Grace, right? Caitlin’s sister?”

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[abercrombiearcher]

The incessant knocking at his door pulled him out of a deeper slumber than usual - he was built not to need much sleep to keep at peak performance, but it felt like he was being pulled out of a prolonged sleep and the unfamiliar grogginess set him in a foul mood. He grumbled his way to the door, checking briefly to make sure the noise hadn’t woken up the twins and give him that to deal with too, before throwing the front door open with a scowl. “What in the name of hell-” He drew short at the not quite familiar face, frowning in confusion for a moment as he searched her over, trying to find the intel that clicked into place. “Grace.” He finally landed on curtly. Another of the fiery women in Roy Harper’s life that he had utterly wasted his connection with. What a pity. “Not that it’s not great to see you, but it’s a little early.”

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[barryfrackinallen]

@foxyxgrace​ asked: 😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

With Cisco working in his office, the majority of STAR Labs was quiet as he made his way to the cortex to rewatch some of the coverage from a few nights earlier. By watching the footage, Barry hoped to get a general idea of this alien newcomer’s motives, as well as their fighting style. Not to mention reviewing Mark’s antics, ensuring there weren’t any new powers he’d gained since they last came face-to-face. While his mind was racing, it was quite the shock when Grace stepped out into the hallway.

“Geeez!” Barry yelped, hand over his heart as it raced within his chest. “Grace, what the hell are you doing here? Cait’s out for the day,” he breathed, trying to get his breathing under control once more.

[rokalofdaxam]

@foxyxgrace​ asked: ✍️ (Pass my muse a note)

Hugh fidgeted with the nametag that the owner of the bar insisted on him wearing, his name now being announced to anyone and everyone against his better wishes. Someone cleared their throat, causing him to look up and see a small, folded piece of paper being slid across the bar. “Are you...really passing me a note right now? It’s only you and me in here, if you haven’t noticed.”

[freyjadahlarchive]

💃

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 a shitty days lately and was at the counter, drinking her sorrows always, occasionally talking to a statue of the pub, giving a good piece of advice to it. This is when she felt somebody put a hand on her shoulder, she rolled down her drink in a long gulp, shaking her head with the ardor of her drink. ❛ Hi Grace. ❜ She says softly as she felt the other taking her hand and pulling her to the dance floor, and she accepted the invitation to dance. The blonde swaying her hips according to rhythm of the music, dancing freely enjoying the moment.

        @foxyxgrace ♦♦♦ 💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance