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a smile spreads on his face from ear to ear as he leads her out onto the dancefloor. the blonde is gorgeous, and she seemed to be fun too which was always a win in dimitri's book.

he slips his arms around her waist, swaying to the semi-upbeat music. the moment their eyes lock, he feels another flutter in his chest. damn. he was such a sucker for blondes with crystal blue eyes. hers were different though — more unique. "i've never seen eyes like yours." he seemed to blurt out, still gazing into them. he probably sounded like a douche trying to use a line, but he truly meant it. "they have like..little green hints to them." he chuckled, mumbling on. "how's a girl like you all alone?"

Oh, Hartley likes this one. He's not afraid to flirt back, where other men find her to be a little too forward. Not to mention how handsome he was - Hartley would take the win if he wanted to take her home, because she has a feeling it would be a spectacular time for all involved.

"I suppose I can find some time in my busy schedule to dance with you." She teases, slipping her hand into his and setting her now-empty glass on the bartop. Hartley allows him to lead her onto the dancefloor, and slips her free arm around his shoulders once they get there.

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these words were all james had been wanting to hear for...forever. "i'm marrying jess tomorrow" he took a deep breath to look away from her for a moment. he knew that if he kept her gaze, he would break. "why are you doing this now?"

open: f/m/nb plot: your muse is getting married to tomorrow , and lark is a mess ...

"  i didn’t  fight  when  you  started  dating  her.  i  didn’t  even  fight  when  you  stopped  calling ...  but  this?  this  is  me  fighting.  don’t  marry  her.  you  can't  marry  her  .  "  because  im  in  love  with  you.

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i want to add a couple of male muses but i cant think of what fc's to use. :') anyone in their early 30's to 40's

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the brunette smiled in response to his words. he always was kind, and always seemed to know what to say. she was sure it was part of the reason they worked so well together. normally alex was a lone wolf. she preferred it that way, but something about ben made her feel comfortable. "thank you." she gave a small nod and then a little shrug to follow. "if you think crying and watching sad movies is useful." she chuckled a little before rolling her eyes. "fuck what a cliche." soon she would put her walls back up again. there was a reason they were up before, and the breakup gave her that reminder.

"i bet." alexandra then drew in a long deep breath before looking around. "i think were in the clear, should we go eat? it's been weeks since i've had a decent meal."

"Gotcha." He didn't need to ask, he knew what she meant. "If I can speak honestly now, I never thought he deserved you." he commented, offering her a small smile. "It's good to see you back around, though. I hope the break was at least useful." He had enjoyed his break, but this line of work would always drag him back. It had a way of doing that to everyone. "Nothing too exciting, really. Same old, same old, you know?"

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antoni rose a brow before offering a smug smile. a smile as if to say, cut the bullshit. "i think you know exactly what i mean." he leaned over the counter, his voice almost purring. "was it a woman?" of course it had crossed his mind that it may have been natalia. she was one to do that sort of thing — turn people for fun. people were like play things for natalia, everyone was in on her little games, whether they knew it or not. it was one of the things that made him fall in love with her.

"how long has it been?" he questioned, not intending to move back from her. "you must be hungry..." his voice remained low, almost threatening.

Cont. from @shxlived || Ria and Antoni (x)

Had Ria been feeling a more combative mood, she might have snapped back at the demand with a sarcastic remark, but instead she simply nodded her head and began to check the availability.

"How long do you need it for?" she asked, her hand guiding the mouse to scroll through the rooms list, however she froze when she heard the question. Who turned you? That was a very specific question, one that implied that this man knew what she was somehow. That unnerved her greatly, but she knew that it wouldn't be wise to straight up answer. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean."

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he wasn't sure if it was all in his head, the liquor, or real — but the feeling he felt when her hand slipped into his was like a shock of electricity. he was buzzing, chills running down his spine. the women who flirted with him daily were beautiful, but she...hartley, well she was out of this world.

"trust me. the pleasure's alllll mine." he flashed a bright, pearly white smile in her direction before taking another sip of his drink. "so tell me hartley." he began, setting his drink down before drumming a beat with his fingertips on the bar top. "you dance right?" his eyes met hers, this time with no intentions of breaking their contact. he then held out a hand. "you'll dance with me, right?" he was like an excited puppy, unwilling to take no for an answer.

She was flirting - which, for Hartley, was not so unusual. She enjoyed attention - loved a pretty face - and didn't really consider herself the relationship type. If she knew what he was thinking, she might warn him away from her. But she doesn't, so instead she simply smiles - lips around the straw of her own drink.

"Is that right?" She asks, eyes flicking to the stage teasingly. "Maybe I'll keep that in mind, for next time."

Shifting, she slips her well-manicured hand into his - offering a shake, and then simply lingering. "Hartley. Lovely to meet you."

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the male stares at her for a moment as she speaks, taking a sip of the jack and coke he'd ordered. the sip is followed by a smirk and a flirty chuckle. was she...flirting with him? women threw themselves at him daily, but his appearance could be deceiving. he never cared for any of it — his main goal was to fall in love one day, find the woman of his dreams.

as their eyes met, dimitri felt a small flutter in his chest. "the drummer huh?" a pause. "ya know you could've been up there with them." he nodded his head in the direction of the models. sure it wasn't the best of pick up lines, but there was something about a gorgeous blonde that made him nervous. "i'm dimitri by the way." he leaned in, holding his free hand out.

dimitri and the haunt have often been asked to play at these sort of gigs. festivals, carnivals, concerts — fashion week. nothing was off limits for the band. finally the show was over, giving dimitri some down time to drink and enjoy himself at the after party.

as he approached the bar, he'd noticed one of the blonde's who caught his eye earlier enjoying a drink of her own. naturally he decided to work his charm, moving to stand beside her. "you could say that." he smiled as he peered over her shoulder to order a jack and coke, before turning his attention back to her. "so what'd you think of the band?"

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as Luke Vaughn HEIST dir. Scott Mann

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nicolette looked up at the male, frustration written all over her face. "this isn't fair and you know it." she spoke softly, pain evident in her tone. she felt like a teenager, being scolded by her parents and grounded. maybe it was naive of her, but she never thought that being married to the ceo of a large company meant that she'd have to be followed and watched whenever her husband wasn't present. she was fairly young when she fell in love with matthew and it seemed like a fairytale at the time. he was a man of power, and he impressed the brunette. it was a whirlwind romance that came to a halt when she found out what kind of man he truly was, and then she was stuck. stuck in a loveless marriage and trapped forever. "i never had a life you know...matt and I, we married when i was so young.." nikki drew in a deep breath. "i just need a night to myself..don't you know what that's like?"

open to: m/f/anyone plot: Ruth is y/m's fairly newly appointed bodyguard & y/m is trying to bribe or convince him to let them sneak out or something. connection: someone who has a bodyguard.

“Yeah sure, that’d work out great for both of us,” Ruth responded with as little snark as he could manage, which was a difficult feat and one he did not succeed in. He huffed a breath, annoyance evident but he was doing his best not to entirely aim it at the other. Sometimes Ruth swore his father assigned him to certain clients the old man knew would test every ounce of professionalism and training Ruth had, it was surely some sort of cruel punishment. “Look, you’re not going anywhere I can’t follow, that’s just how it is, if you have a problem with it talk to my superiors. Until then I’m your unwanted shadow, get used to it.”

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the brunette looked out the window, offering a soft smile before turning back to face mason. "yeah, nothing like it." ali repeated with a little nod before sipping on her latte. "what are you reading anyway?" she and mason had been friends for a long time, though he often seemed to make her nervous.

Open: Friends, strangers, romantic partner.

“There is nothing like reading in the rain.” Mason stated, gesturing to the constant drizzle outside. Obviously he wasn’t actually in the rain but the rain was providing him with a nice ambiance from inside the coffee shop. “There is just something calming about it, don’t you think?” 

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antoni had been watching the other for some time now. she reminded him of his late natalia, the love of his life. the woman of his dreams. he made his move by entering the hotel she seemed to work at, staring as she welcomed him. "i need a room." he spoke, low and soft. he inhaled slowly, the aroma intoxicating. "who turned you?" he questioned, still staring into her eyes.

Open: any (25+ if potential ship) Connection: could be a hunter, could be another vampire, basically take it anywhere but your muse knows she's a vampire somehow Muse: Ria Powell. 30-36. Motel clerk, newly turned vampire.

"Welcome." Ria began, watching the stranger entering the motel reception, a little surprised by the time yet not being too concerned. It wasn't unheard of for guests to arrive this late, and she wasn't about to brush someone off in need of a place to stay. "How can I help you tonight?"

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shiloh blew out the smoke from his joint before looking over at the other, a smug smile creeping across his face as their eyes met. "gabriela, i don't care." he never wanted to take over his father's business in the first place, though he didn't seem to have a choice when the man passed. he wanted something of his own, the small marijuana plant he owned to grow and sell was enough for him. but with his father, he was in too deep. "i can't stay away from you."

open to -> males connection -> rival gang leader, rival gang leaders son.

Gabriela knew that she shouldn't be this close to the other, if her father seen the pair this close, he would lost it. She looked into his eyes and let out a small breath "we shouldn't do this, if anyone sees it won't end well."

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dimitri and the haunt have often been asked to play at these sort of gigs. festivals, carnivals, concerts — fashion week. nothing was off limits for the band. finally the show was over, giving dimitri some down time to drink and enjoy himself at the after party.

as he approached the bar, he'd noticed one of the blonde's who caught his eye earlier enjoying a drink of her own. naturally he decided to work his charm, moving to stand beside her. "you could say that." he smiled as he peered over her shoulder to order a jack and coke, before turning his attention back to her. "so what'd you think of the band?"

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She's been in work mode all day, flitting from runway to runway but now, at the closing night party, Hartley can finally relax the tension she's been holding in her shoulders. She stands near the bar, sipping her pretty pink drink, and watching the models interact with each other.

Dimly, she becomes aware of a presence by her side - and offers them a smile. The one she knows catches eyes. "A successful week, wasn't it?"

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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | 5.04 "Out Of My Mind"

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naturally at this time of night buffy was on patrol. she was in unfamiliar territory, though there had been complaints of strange occurrences that seemed to be happening a lot more often than usual in this particular town. she moved quickly, following a shadowy figure that she could only see from afar — though the closer she came, the more she realized who the shadowy figure was. "dean?...dean!" she called out, trying to make her voice heard. finally as he turned his attention toward her, the blonde raised a brow at his strange response. "have you heard what's going on around here? people are dying by the minute in this place."

tom hanniger - open to canon & oc supernatural muses. plot concept: your muse mistook him for dean winchester. gif cred.

a pause as he hears the name. this isn't the first time that someone he doesn't know has called him by the wrong name. he has dissociative identity disorder. he knows that on occasion he, the current host, isn't always the pilot. no time to question the head space because this person seems in need of something.

"okay, sure. yes, i'm ... dean. sorry, what did you want?" yeah, he's just gonna roll with it and hope for the best.

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possible fc's i will be using in the future

lily rose-depp brenda song jensen ackles sofia carson sandra bullock margot robbie nicola peltz matthew lillard(young) sarah michelle gellar(young) eva longoria(young) &&more please let me know if you are interested in writing with any of these fc's