#francesca.

[societypaper]

"how is this going to work?"

open; francesca

[pacinosgf]

betting all i have on that furrowed brow.

when a woman gets married, she must lose everything resembling to her past. only in that condition, she may become what she needs to be: a good wife, a good mother, a good family woman. there is no more the need for trivialities like personal identity or personal tastes, things that not even young girls shoud need, and there should not be the necessity. your children come first, your husband comes right after them. you will understand when you become a wife. it won't take long.

@materialgwrl

[roomspins]

reply delivered for @downbcd

"if you're sure you don't mind..." with the storm brewing outside francesca's modesty was entirely feigned, her taking no time at all to step inside and close the door behind her. she smiled when georgia immediately ran off to get her a towel, more than happy to make herself comfortable but not at all minding the hospitality. "oh, no! don't worry about it, i'm sure i'll warm up in no time," she insisted coolly, using one of the towels to ring the excess moisture from her hair. she'd noticed georgia's wandering gaze and couldn't help but think it might not hurt to stay cool for a little bit longer. "are you just having a quiet night in? am i interrupting anything?"

[roomspins]

#15 f/f delivered for @blcssom

francesca's actions were nothing short of desperate. her fingertips gripped tightly at their thigh, using the leverage to support her as her hips rocked back and forth so that she could get friction on her pulsing clit. the sopping wet mess between her legs was more than just her own work. the slide was just so easy; their two wet cunts soaked in arousal. "oh shit," fran moaned, straightening the leg that she clung to so that her lips could press against their calf. maybe she shouldn't have said that scissoring wasn't real — but who could blame her when porn seemed to overact it at any given opportunity? "jesus fucking christ, this is good."

[roomspins]

open to anyone. muse — francesca moreno. 25. she/her. bisexual. connection/scenario — after getting caught badly dressed in a rainstorm francesca stops by her friend's place and while they aren't home, their roommate/ sibling/ parent/ partner/ any other reasonable connection is.

the t-shirt that francesca wore was thin, white and most importantly soaking wet. the weather had been beautiful when she’d left the house but somewhere along the way it had turned into a freak storm, causing her to attempt to seek shelter at a friend’s place. she knocked on the door with trembling fingers, pushing her drenched hair back from her shoulders and unintentionally revealed two stiff buds through the flimsy fabric of her shirt. an shy smile formed upon her lips when the door swung open, even if the other person wasn't who she was hoping for she was familiar enough. “hey! is sarah home? i was out for a walk and got caught in the rain — i don’t like my chances of trying to make it home without getting hypothermia so i was hoping i could stop by for a bit?”

[roomspins]

starter delivered for @beingalones

“i’m not doing anything until you tell me exactly where you want my mouth.”

[societypaper]

"why are you so concerned about me? i said i was fine."

[vamphiers]

name: francesca vermeer date of birth / date of death: february 13th, 1806 / july 23rd, 1857 (aged 51) birthplace: antwerp, belgium residence: bruges, belgium pronouns: she/her sexuality: lesbian positive: caring, wise, born leader, neutral, diplomatic negative: secretive, sharp, distant, inflexible, unforgiving likes: the city of bruges, rennaissance paintings, history podcasts dislikes: liars, how much she misses the sun, the prison of her own making

francesca was part of the antwerp bourgeousie. had lost her children & husband to the vampire that was essentially hunting her. started her clan & what they stood for after she managed to escape from him. settled in bruges 100 years ago.

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