Femslashficlets table: The Language of Flowers (complete)

[merryghoul]

Yeah, so I let actual voting on the latest femslashficlets table pass me by, and even then, I would’ve voted on "90s songs."

Anyway, without digging myself into a bigger hole, I decided to claim this table so I could write Call the Midwife fic. This could all change! But for the moment I’ve claimed Patsy/Delia. Fills in threaded comments, I guess.

Update, January 7: It is done. It’ll take me a while to format this for AO3, but I’ll mark the claim as complete in a couple of days at the comm.

1.	baby's breath	2.	bleeding heart	3.	calla lily	4.	carnation	5.	chrysanthemum
6.	daffodil	7.	dahlia	8.	daisy	9.	delphinium	10.	hyacinth
11.	iris	12.	lilac	13.	marigold	14.	morning glory	15.	narcissus
16.	poppy	17.	ranunculus	18.	rose	19.	sunflower	20.	tulip

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a temporary relief (8/20)

[merryghoul]

While Trixie was tending to a patient, Patsy ran into the hospital. She knew she didn’t belong in certain places because she wasn’t tending to a patient there. She also wasn’t related to anyone in the hospital. If she could get married to Delia, she would actually be related to her, in a way. But if society didn’t accept her now, there was no way she was getting married soon.

Patsy ran into Delia while Delia was doing her rounds. This was no time for anything requiring body contact and nothing implying intimacy. Patsy silently waved and Delia waved back.