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incoming case... the intimidating man stare does nothing for me, pal. @feliicis.
'good. because it's not for you, it's for me - makes me feel better, knowing i did everything i could to make sure you know i hate you,' finley continues to stare at the other man, hazel eyes slightly squinted, his jaw set, his arms crossed over his chest. hate was a strong word, but it sort of applied, here. fin had grown extremely fond of persephone and laura, and finally meeting her ex made it a little harder for him to be unbiased, here. plus, felix hadn't really given finley a reason not to hate him, had he? therefore, the intimidating man stare was warranted. 'i don't want anything i do to do it for you, pal. so jot that down,'
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(04) Are there any romantic gestures that your OC hates?
@feliicis ... lovey dovey questions
austin is really open to most romantic gestures. it does not take much to impress him, and as long as someone is putting effort in, he is likely to fall head over heels. that being said, there is one classic cliche that he cannot handle: and that's chocolate. chocolate makes him really sick, and he is also kind of awkward about saying that because he doesn't want people to feel bad about giving him things. so he has been in many a situation where he ate chocolate to try and prove he liked a gift someone got him and... he spent the whole night puking. so. yeah.
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'i - i'm sorry, but i don't... i haven't seen them,' he's been approached by another vampire ( valentine could tell by scent alone ), which causes enough anxiety to rise inside of his chest cavity. the last thing he needed was to be known, to have his location compromised. after all, valentine was just trying to live. then, felix expresses interest in a woman and a child, perhaps lingering around the city, perhaps having been seen by him, and the other wanting information as to where they might have been spotted. but valentine hasn't seen them, and even if he had, he might not be inclined to deliver the details, regardless. 'what is it you need with them, exactly?' lilac eyes move up to meet felix's, brows slightly creased. 'are they in trouble?' @feliicis.
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@feliicis: don't ignore half of me so you can fit me into a box. / accepting.
she'd like to ignore all of him. sure, perhaps she is projecting lord mallory onto lord beaumont's person, but she doesn't want anything to do with him anyhow. but there are more important problems than some bitter noble chasing some former lover. annette is already overwhelmed, with the bustling city all around her more people than she's ever seen. (& they're all in danger. & it's up to her & her friends to save all of them. no pressure.) she sighs, expression one of a tired babysitter. "saer. ... i regret to inform you, as i know not whether ... anyone has told you so before. we have far -- far more important concerns, at this time, than you. i am trying to ignore all of -- all of you. if you ... don't mind."
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@feliicis asked: why are we whispering?
her lips press into a thin line in an attempt at keeping herself from bursting into laughter. for all his flaws, he really is one of her best friends — the fact that he's dropped into a whisper himself despite not understanding why is one of the reasons. really, she just does things sometimes to see what he'll do, how he'll react; his confusion just tickles her.
it takes a moment to get herself under control, to be sure that the moment she opens her mouth, she won't let out some awful, baying cackle of laughter that she'd be embarrassed about with anyone else.
finally, full lips curve into a smile and vic leans in conspiratorially, like this is a secret intended for his ears only. "dramatic effect."
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❛ how's the wine? ❜
sadie doesn't make an effort to hide the distant evident on her face. she knows stories-- well, mostly what percy's told her. still, she's able to put context clues together. her fingers grasp harder around the stem of the wine glass, prepared to throw it if the situation calls for it.
" it's not good. you spent too much money on something that tastes like swill. i'm pretty sure i've had things not made legally that taste better than this. i've always heard money can't buy taste, so it's actually great to get confirmation on that. "
@feliicis
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[Kinktober 2024] Felix Felicis
Written for Day 7 of Hogwarts' Kinktober - Felix Felicis Marcus/Ginny | Rating: E, Minors DNI | smut, rare pair | WC 495
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Even now he can’t believe that this moment is real. That she stretches out in front of him, the usually pale flesh flushed and naked and all his. And, for a moment, he imagines this is all a dream. He must be dreaming.
But no, he can still taste the potion’s lingering sweetness–viscous even with only a few drops. Warmth courses through him even now, surging down limbs and vibrating in extremities. Alive. He’ll have to thank Malfoy later, no amount of galleons being near enough to convey his gratitude for a fantasy come to life.
She’s looking up at him with wide eyes, the whites around the pupils fully visible. He might think her afraid if not for how easy this has all been. Just a few drops, a timely encounter, some well placed words, and now the firecracker that is Ginny Weasley in his bed, legs spread around his thick frame, her centre glistening with want.
“Please.”
“Say my name.”
She doesn’t like that, eyes sparking, jaw clenching. A toss of that brilliant mane of hers, a buck of her hips. He’s always liked her stubbornness, both on and off the pitch.
So he gives in, just the tip, sliding along her slit and mixing precome with her glossy heat. She moves to take more, but he backs up with a chuckle that flows out with a confidence he’s never felt before. Malfoy’s warning still remains in the back of his mind. He has a full bottle, but he can’t take too much. Overindulge. Felix Feliicis is flighty and willful, just like her.
“Say it.”
Ginny’s growl only makes him smile, and his hands tighten where they grip at her waist, keeping her firmly in place.
“Just fuck me already, Flint,” she snaps. Then she yelps, outrage in the sharp sound because of the slap to the firm curve of her arse. “What the–”
He’s never done this with any other witch, but compulsion leads him to fold forward, place that same hand, still burning, around her neck. He doesn’t squeeze, but he doesn’t have to. Her breath catches, then puffs across his lips.
“Marcus, pl–”
Their groans meld together as he slowly sinks, one maddening glide that doesn’t stop until he’s fully seated.
“Fucking Salazar, woman.”
Her laugh brightens the space around them. “Now say my name, you tro–ah!”
A swift pull then thrust to remind her of who’s in control. “Ginevra.”
“The name–uhh–”
Thrust.
“–is–mmm–”
Thrust.
“Gi–fuck!”
This time his thrust goes so deep, he swears he’s left a permanent stamp she’ll always feel, and the idea of that, “Marcus Flint” branding her from the inside-out, drives him mad. His hand is still around her throat, tightening now. She’s gasping, pretty brown eyes rolling back.“Ginevra,” he murmurs against her lips before stealing the breath from them, too. Three drops is all the time he has, and there’s no guarantee she’ll stay after his time runs out. Until then, she’s his.
Thanks to @knot-your-mothers-mods for organizing the event! Make sure to check out the AO3 collection for many more works.
What can I say? I'm on a Marcus Flint kick still :P
This is my first of the month. I don't have any clear plan for what prompts I'll choose to cover, but will jump in as inspiration strikes.
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FELIICIS. an independent, selective, and private oc blog, connected to @spiritdreamt. loved by puck, she/they, 24. est. 3/24. 18+. rules below the cut.
first of all, hi! i’m puck. i work full-time, and i have other blogs, so activity here will fluctuate as my muse does (i also have adhd, so… where the hyperfixation goes, my inspiration follows). DNI if you are under 18.
this blog is mutuals only. that means that any starter calls, open starters, or memes i post are only open to people i'm following back. if you repeatedly ignore this rule, i will block you. mutuals, feel free to im me to plot, ask for my discord, or just send me memes! memes never expire on this blog, so you can go back as far as you want in my tag to find something that piques your interest. the only thing i ask is that you reblog memes from the source (unless the source is unavailable) and that you try not to reblog the same memes as me without ever sending anything.
sometimes i format my posts, sometimes i don't. if i ever use small font for an interaction & you have trouble reading it, let me know and i'll 1) change it and 2) try to remember in the future to use regular text with you! i probably won't use icons, because i can't find screencaps of joe. also i'm lazy
my various verses are still in-progress, but i love crafting aus, so even if i don't have an au for a certain fandom listed, if i'm at all familiar with it i'm more than likely happy to figure out how felix could fit into it.
i love shipping! not without plotting, of course, but oftentimes if i post a kiss meme or something along those lines it's open to anyone, even if we haven't plotted a ship. this blog is multi-ship and oc friendly (obviously). however, felix is not the healthiest man, and ships with him consequently won't be, either. additionally, he's married in his main verse!
speaking of his main verse: felix is a character i originally created in connection with my dearest oc percy. as a result, she is canon to his main timeline. he entered a relationship with her without her knowing that he was married, and she broke things off when she found out. they have a child together that he may or may not know about, depending on how long it's been since he and percy broke up. she'll probably be canon in other aus as well, but she has the most impact in his main verse.
this blog may contain nsft content! i'll probably make a sideblog to contain it at some point, and then link that here.
psd is aquila by poohsources. header is by ariapsds.
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HELLO ALL
I write to you after an unnecessarily long hiatus to tell you that this blog is moved to @feliiciity and my new main is @eddiessecondfannypack
So yes thank you very much!
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@feliicis: She was a common woman, of uncommon value. / accepting.
the druid's jaw tightens. percy had told her about this man -- lord beaumont, laura's father. not that she was going to tell him that. it wasn't her place, nor his business. annette is not an angry individual. she does not like violence. however, mamie's influence lingers in more than just her magic. briefly, as he speaks on her best friend, she wonders what piece of him would make the best chew toy for brutus. no, no, that's wrong. "i have ... noticed," she begins, "that those one might call common tend to be ... far more noble than those with titles. & vapid titles are as ... as common as a pebble in the road."
"my friend is neither common nor your to admire." a pause. "before you speak of her like that again, i will remind you. we have an owlbear." her voice is calm, still the dreamy half-there it always is. as if she doesn't know just how serious the words she's using are.
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@feliicis asked: "There's nothing worse than bad coffee."
"you ever had folgers?"
it's not a real question, really — just an idle query to fill the silence as she dumps an espresso shot into the glass on her counter. felix, drinking the cheapest coffee she's ever had the distinct displeasure of trying? seems unlikely. he has higher standards than that, she's sure. one of them has to, and vic thinks she might be marginally too willing to experience being disgusted for it to be her.
"it's like drinking wet cardboard. it doesn't even smell good." how it manages to smell so much like coffee while also smelling like she might die if a drop so much as touches her tongue, she doesn't know. "it might very literally be the worst thing i've ever had in my mouth," there's a pause, an amused noise following as she slides the cup across the counter toward him, "and whatever horrid place your mind may have gone, i might be including that."
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@feliicis: i feel sort of sleazy. / accepting.
despite her strongest wishes, annette is not a fool. it'd be much easier if she only ever managed to see things in black & white, but she can't. she knows of the so-called rite of passage. she knows that, despite her really wishing she could just write him off as being as bad as everett mallory -- annette knows better. "good. it ... i-it w-w-was s-sleaz-z-zy." & with that, the daughter of hestia gets up from her seat & moves away. that's something he'll just have to deal with.
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@feliicis asked: “ Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”
the world's most undignified snort of laughter escapes her. her mother would be horrified. "you're getting there," vic says, patting him on the shoulder and giving him a look of mock sympathy. at this point in their friendship, she thinks they've both seen each other look worse than he does right now — felix almost looks like he might be okay, if not for those dark circles. mostly. ish.
"besides," her voice lowers almost conspiratorially, as if she's about to share with him some absolutely earth-shattering secret that he'll be better for knowing. "the ladies love a man who looks like an anemic victorian orphan boy — just look at timothee chalamet."
#feliicis#dear felix i'm sorry we decided u and vic are friends#but realistically u probably deserve this#* ic asks.#* v — socialite au.
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they're going to regret not listening to what i have to say.
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"right. what's your plan, then? you could try throwing the dictionary at them, that might help." he's not trying to just tease, but he can't help it. it's not like austin would consider himself to be an intellectual, but when you were at a bar like this, being sober just made you one.
"please tell me i'm not going to have to drag you out of another bar fight." this is a joke. not only because austin would not be very good at stopping a fight, but he also doesn't want to think about felix starting one.
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updated tag dump, pt. 2.
#* dyn — vic x gareth (gareththegreat).#* dyn — vic x goody (jizjazz).#* dyn — vic x kai (amoresis).#* dyn — vic x percy (spiritdreamt).#* dyn — vic x eddie (hawkinsd3vil).#* dyn — vic x ambrose (kewlerthanu).#* dyn — vic x quen (vhslashers).#* dyn — vic x suzie (wiredsmile).#* dyn — vic x viva (nuks).#* dyn — vic x felix (feliicis).#* dyn — vic x jeff (chivalrites).
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