Florencetypemaniacs - Florence Typemaniacs

After seeing Margaret birthday thing. I gotta know when the other Ro's birthdays are. Looking forward to seeing theirs

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ROs reactions to MC making a flower crown, putting it on their head, and declaring them "ruler of my heart?💞💞

(Relationship Stage)

💛 Marcel

Marcel grins from ear to ear and wears it around like it is an actual crown. He doesn't even take it off until it completely falls apart and uses his puppy dog eyes for another one. Marcel tries to make you one but fails. He asks if you could teach him, and as he gets the hang of it, he will be making you a different flower crown every day if you were to let him, even making you match one's. 

🧡 Margaret

Do you want Margaret to swoon to death? Margaret would be so genuinely touched that you thought to make her one. A piece of jewelry that doesn't make her think of her past but only of the happiness of being with you. When you place it on her head, her cheeks feel warm. She feels cherished. Special. Margaret wants you to feel just like this, to show you how much she cares, weaving flowers that mean "love," "adoration," and "loyalty."

❤️ Owen

Confusion, and then he doesn't know how to react. Owen doesn't comment on it and doesn't bat an eye. Owen doesn't take it off, though. He can't find it in him, so he just wears it because it makes him happy, honestly sometimes forgetting that it is there. When the flower crown slowly starts to lose its color, he can only smile when you ask him if he wants another one. 

💙 Rosemary

When you offer it to her, she doesn't even speak. You frown, ready to take it back, guessing she doesn't want it, but she stops you. Then you see it. The tears in her eyes as she smiles at you are so genuine. You were giving this to her with no strings attached, and you took the time to make it. It took me some time to think of her, and that is what brought tears to her eyes. She thanked you with a kiss.

🩵 Tai

You can't honestly think he would wear this. In public, no less. He is a respected doctor. So he pockets it instead, ignoring the hurt look on your face, only to find him later preserving each flower by drying them and then putting them in silica gel. Even hangs his work up somewhere in a frame, maybe even in his office, where he will catch himself starting it with a smile. 

💚 Zane

Zane thinks this is some sort of trick. Some sort of prank. There's no way you'd want to give him anything, much less something so beautiful. You took the time to make this for him. But this is you, and you love him. You told him so. So he leaves the flower crown on his head, and as time passes and no trick is made, he feels a sense of something—so far deep inside him that he tells you he has to go. When he returns, he puts a real crown on top of your head with a smug smile on his face. You weren't going to beat him at being the best partner. 

Imagine, the Mc is sitting on the Ro's thighs and are facing them. Then, Mc suddenly run their finger along the Ro's jaw and absentmindedly in love said, "I love you"

How would the Ro's react?

💛 Marcel

Marcel's breath caught as he stared into your eyes. His body felt like it was floating as he kissed the tip of your nose, his hands on your hips.

"I love you too, more than you could ever know."

🧡 Margaret

Margaret's face turned a dark shade of red, and she started to fan her cheeks. "You can't say stuff like that." She giggled, her head feeling light from the giddiness.

❤️ Owen

Owen felt a tingling sensation all over his body that he chased like a dog with a bone as he brought your lips to his own. He kissed you deep and rough, trying to put all his feelings into one intimate action.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary brought your hand to her cheek as she kissed your palm. "You can't say that stuff dollface/angelface/handsome and expect me to function." She spoke softly.

🩵 Tai

Tai's heart beat a mile a minute as his brain stopped working, only to grab your hand and put it on his chest. Over his heart. 

"This beats for you," Tai whispered, his walls down as he looked at you with a soft expression. 

💚 Zane

Zane froze and looked into your eyes. He felt his body grow hot. The blonde licked his lips as he flipped you both over. His face inches from yours as you breathe heavily out of surprise. 

"I know." He spoke in a low, dangerous tone, and he kissed your neck. "I love you as well, little lion." 

How would the Ro's react to their partner (mc) sitting down on their lap and doing their makeup??

💛 Marcel

Marcel just wrapped his arms around your torso as you straddled him, lipstick in hand.

His eyes follow the movements before a look of understanding crosses his face, and he lets out an amused chuckle. 

"You think that is my color?" He asked as you giggled and put it on his lips. 

"I think it will bring out the fullness of your lips." 

Marcel simply shrugged and proceeded with the situation, content with the feeling of having his arms around you.

🧡 Margaret

Margaret blushed as you straddled her. "What are you doing?" 

Her heart was beating so fast inside her chest that she thought it might explode. Clearly, you gave her a fake innocent look. 

"Little old me? Well, I thought it would be fun to do your makeup." 

Margaret then noticed the blush container in your hand and smiled warmly. "I don't know a lot about makeup." 

"Then let's change that." 

❤️ Owen

Owen grinned as he put his arms around you when you straddled his lap. 

His smile is almost predatory as he sits up to kiss you, stopping when you put a finger on his lips. 

"What-?" 

You shushed him with a giggle and brought an eyelash curler to his face. 

Before you knew it, your hands were held behind your back. Gently, Owen looked from the tool in your hand back at your surprised face. 

"What are you doing, lass/duck/lad?" 

You pouted a little. "I wanted to do your makeup." 

Owen raised an eyebrow. "I don't wear makeup." 

You tried to squirm away from him, but he just held you tighter. "That looks like a torture device." Owen kissed the tip of your nose. "You're going to get me wasted before I let that thing come anywhere near my face." 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would just raise an eyebrow at you. "Is there something you desire, dollface/ angel face/handsome?" 

You brought some eyeliner into view. "I thought I could do your makeup." You said, making herself comfortable on your lap. 

Before you could even realize what was happening, Rosemary had you both sitting down in front of her vanity mirror, talking about the different kinds and qualities of her collection of beauty products. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would fall into your touch as you sat on his lap, but his guard wouldn't be down. With his eyes narrowed, he looked at you. "What do you want?" 

"I was wondering if I could do your makeup." 

"No." 

"What? Why?" You whined, and Tai sighed. 

"There is no point in it. I don't wear makeup." 

"I thought it couldn't be something we do together, and it would make me so happy." You pouted, and before you knew it, Tai was letting you put foundation on his face. 

"We will never speak of this again." 

💚 Zane

Zane kisses your neck as you sit on his lap, already getting worked up before you stop him. 

"Wait, Zane, I actually wanted to do your makeup." 

Zane pulled back to see the eyeliner in your hand. "You want to do my makeup? Why?" 

"I thought it would be fun!" You give him such a genuine smile that the suspicion on Zane's face melts just a little bit. A feeling deep in his chest blooms, and he can't control letting out an almost primal growl. "While I don't like anyone touching my perfect face, I'll make an exception for you." He whispers, Low in your ear.  

Then, he attacks your neck with kisses. "But after we are through here, I want a smokey eye." 

If your okay with spicy asks, How do you think the RO's would react to the MC giving them bedroom eyes from across a room, maybe at a meeting/ party?

Relationship Stage: Couple 

Very Mild NSFW (just in case)

💛 Marcel 

Marcel feels his eyes on him and turns to find you looking at him with that look. That look made him completely forget about the conversation he was having with the person in front of him. 

How could he focus when you were looking at him like that? 

With a smile, he politely exited and went over to you, kissing you ever so softly. 

"Is there something you need?" Marcel asked, his voice light, even if his eyes were full of lust. The lust in his eyes darkened when you gave him a coy smile. 

"No, can't I just look at my boyfriend?" You asked too innocently, and Marcel fought the urge to take you into his arms. 

Marcel cursed a little in old Latin and softly held your hand, helping you stand. 

"I...desire you," Marcel whispered in your ear, making you gasp. No coy remarks. Instead, it's just a blunt need. The silent question was in his eyes, and you answered by pulling him up the stairs into your bedroom.

🧡 Margaret 

I don't think she would understand right away, but when she does, she is a blushing mess. She felt something inside flutter, and she felt a deep desire. Whoever she is talking to will see that her face is as red as a tomato, and she would have to leave the room out of embarrassment, not noticing that you were following her.

"Margaret!" 

When her name was called, Margaret spun around to see you walking towards her, worry on your face. 

"Are you okay?" Those were the first words out of your mouth when you stopped in front of her. 

Margaret shook her head, and her hands went to rest on her cheeks; they were warm to the touch. 

"Everything is fine. I just got a little overwhelmed." She said it meekly. 

You frowned. "Margaret..." You sighed. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-" 

"You didn't!" Margaret's hand grabbed your own, making you look into Margaret's eyes. 

Margaret felt herself shutter in want and looked down at the ground in embarrassment. "I'm not uncomfortable. I just..." Margaret's words trailed off. 

You gave Margaret's hand a gentle squeeze in support. Margaret swallowed and looked into your eyes, not breaking the intensity. 

"I just really wanted you." 

❤️ Owen 

He would stare with a raised eyebrow. Owen would let you know with his eyes exactly what was going to happen before walking over to you with all the confidence in the world. Owen's eyes roamed your figure as he helped you up and out of the chair. 

"If we weren't in public, lass/duck/lad, I would carry you out here." 

You felt your breath quicken as you stepped even closer to him. "What's stopping you?" 

Owen tilted his head, seeming to think for a moment before grinning at you. 

"Nothing." He whispered in your ear before he started to drag you out of the room. 

You both made it to the door until you heard the sound of a throat clearing behind you. 

"Ahem." 

Owen and you turned to Aunt Zinnia, a hand on her hips and eyes dark. You could feel Owen sag beside you in defeat. 

"Shit." 

💙 Rosemary 

People's eyes are usually on her every time she walks into the room. So what made this different? You. The minute Rosemary noticed that look on your face, she couldn't help but be pleased with herself. Your eyes were the ones that she wanted on you, and the need to be near you would be so strong as she swayed over to your side, a smirk on her face. 

"Dollface/Angelface/Handsome if you keep looking at me like that, people might think you're not so well-behaved." 

"Who said I was well-behaved?" You whispered close, and Rosemary just gave you a coy smile. 

"Do I have to teach it to you?" Rosemary raised an eyebrow. "How can a lady think when you're looking at her like that?" 

Rosemary didn't comment when your arms wrapped around her waist. 

"How about we don't think for a while?" You said, a teasing tone in her ear, and Rosemary grinned. 

🩵 Tai

All you would see was a blank stare before Tai would turn back to what he was doing. But on the inside, Tai would be having a mental battle to not drag you to the bedroom. 

Did you know what you were doing to him? 

All his thoughts had already consumed you, and now you were giving him this look? 

Tai breathed in and out, knowing that you two would have a private moment alone sooner or later where he could properly have you with sweet words and tender touches. 

Good things happen to those who wait. 

💚 Zane

The moment Zane saw the look on your face, he felt himself grin from ear to ear. Desire was deep in his eyes as he gave you the same look right back. 

Although he was hungrier, he was more animalistic, like a snake ready to swallow his prey. 

No matter what Zane was doing, he was coming to you, a gasp escaping your lips when he kissed you.

Long and deep, full of promises and love that he never thought he would feel. 

When you both came up for breath, you could feel eyes on you, and then Zane's lips were on your skin again, tender and then hungry, until your head hit the wall behind you in bliss. 

"Do you think you can look at me like that and not have a consequence for your actions? " Zane whispered against your skin. 

A shiver went down your spine, and Zane laughed. "It isn't a consequence, hm? It's more of a reward." Before you know it, Zane has picked you up from the floor, your legs around his waist.

"Isn't that right, little lion?"