wine chronicles

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Royal Library is so damn gorgeous *__* It is my holy grail.

Skirt: Jane Marple 
Blouse: Axes Femme (neck bow is from an Innocent World blouse)
Socks: Grimoire
Glasses: Karen Millen
Brooch: Mulberry Chronicles (this lovely brooch matches this print so perfectly, I love it so much-)
Everything else is off-brand.

anonymous asked:

olicity prompt! in ivy town felicity becomes obsessed about closing curtains for sexy times since she heard two trophy wives gossiping about peek into a particular steamy moment of them.

Ivy Town Chronicles (Peeping Wine Moms)

olicity || ao3 || teen || fluff & humor || 2084 || more fics

chapter word count: 828
chapters: 3/?  
a/n: okay i love writing silly olicity and this was really fun to write so i hope you enjoy it


“Did you hear what happened?”

“What?”

“Susan and Cindy saw those two, Oliver and Felicity, having sex in the middle of the afternoon.”

Felicity promptly choked on her mimosa. She knew she shouldn’t have been eavesdropping on the women at the barbeque, but now she was kind of glad that she did. Laura and Helen chattering away about her sex life and now all of Ivy Town probably knew.

Damn peeping Toms…. Peeping wine moms.

She was officially ready to go home, but Oliver seemed to be enjoying himself. He was off standing by the grill with Adam. Felicity still couldn’t understand how Oliver fell into this suburban guy role. He did the socializing well, always up early on the weekends to do the Farmer’s Market, and then brunch. It was probably at least somewhat reminiscent of the way he and his family lived when he was young. Now, she was just waiting for him to start coaching a little league team or something.

Felicity shook her head and downed her second mimosa. She was about to walk away when she heard the giggling near her end and more talking.

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