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new test muses: ~ gabriel sinclair - 27 - street racer - fc: drake rodger ~ jeremiah dawson - 30 - investigative journalist by day / auto shop repair by night - fc: david corenswet ~ vivianne langston - 32 - profiler - fc: melissa roxburgh ~ raiden maddox - 30 - nascar driver - fc: gabriel basso ~ sofía salazar - 33 - detective - fc: martha higareda

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what if i return here & add a few more muses inspired by motorheads??

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Marcella opened her mouth to argue, very much ready to tell him that of course she knew what she wanted, she wanted his annoying face to never leave her life over a ridiculous argument, but the words never left her mouth. The brunette closed her mouth, sighed, then gritted her teeth. His words hurt her more than she'd expected, landing right over the wounds and bruises she carried with herself from childhood. Now, her eyes were filled with angry tears once again, the woman hating every second of it. She felt backed into a corner where it was only confessing what was wrong with her or just keeping quiet and letting this develop naturally - which was just a fancy way of saying that this was their end. Marcella hated all of it. "I don't know what you want me to say, I already told you that I love you!", she exclaimed, this time very much throwing her hands in the air. "All of my life I've watched people walk away - my father, my boyfriends, my friends. So I'm sorry if you saying you want to leave triggers this unexplainable fear that you'll never come back!"

He knew that dating Marcella came with a lot more than he saw. He didn't expect that their relationship would be so much push and pull even with simple things. There was reasonable and then there was whatever half of their arguments happened to be. He was tired, that was the problem. He just didn't have the energy at the moment and even this conversation was more and more draining by the second. He wasn't sure what he had expected but it wasn't this. "You don't know what you want?" Because that was what he understood her saying. If that was true then she was right, their time was being wasted. Except it couldn't have been a complete waste right? He loved her. She loved him. "Necessary decision? Come on Marcie. You're deciding to end us. As if that's going to save you from getting hurt when this is already hurting us."

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Ben's vigilant eyes followed the micro expressions on Zahra's face and found them utterly bewildering. It didn't take a true, one of a kind genius, to figure out what had suddenly gone wrong with that ridiculous double date of theirs, but just the fact that he'd stuck out with it and she hadn't, stirred annoyance deep within him. She couldn't play the game she'd made up, even when he, out of all people, had agreed to do it? Truthfully, he had done it in part because he wanted to punish her and in part because he wanted to see if it was clear that whatever had happened between them was categorized as a mistake in her mind. Because what other explanation was there for all of it? Benjamin just couldn't realize why she hadn't just said so in his face, so they could be done with it. "You mean the date you hooked me up with because you can't make up your mind?" The man didn't even try to hide the bite of his low words. Huffing, Ben ran his hand over his face, trying to get himself under control. "You know, I never expected any of this from you, Zahra, and yet I still went with it, appeasing you. So how about instead of running off when you feel mad about your own plan backfiring at you, why don't you just tell me what is it that you want, huh?" The last words were more like a growl. "Look me in the eyes and tell me right now."

The worst part was she could now imagine how the rest of her night was going to go. Drowning her feelings in whatever tub of ice cream she had left — did she even have ice cream left? Maybe a quick grocery run before she headed home. A tub of ice cream and whatever terrible romcom she had available. It was pathetic. That was what her day had become. It took a minute to realize someone had followed her out and it took even longer to let herself be stopped. Ben in hindsight hadn't been completely wrong, she just had to continually tell herself she had no reason to be mad. Zahra let out a small sigh, turning to face Ben. She pulled her arm from him. "Just dandy," she must've been really sick, dandy just wasn't her type of word. "Look, I'll be fine I just think I'd feel better going home." That wasn't a complete lie either. "Shouldn't you be out there making Elena's night? I hate to take you from a date you were clearly enjoying." Clearly she wasn't sick enough to not still take a jab at him.

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"Why are you so certain I won't?" His shameless grin was just as wide as hers was. Two could play that game and from where they were standing, he did not mind the chase of it. It made his blood run through his veins faster than ever before and if he wasn't careful their little hate pretense for everyone else wasn't going to last long. "You're getting way too comfortable with that information," Ben retorted, refusing to give her an outright answer if she could just look at him and he would do anything for her. In a sense, a reply wasn't really needed, not when his gaze darkened, zeroing on that teasing mouth of hers. "If you want to see me on my knees, all you have to do is ask, baby. We'll see what I can do with that desire of yours. If you're a really good girl, I don't see why we can't play this game as well." And then, just to be sure that he was going to make her keep quiet for a second, Ben leaned down and finally kissed her, stealing for himself this small guilty pleasure.

" hmm. then make me. you won't." she teased, grinning up at him. the feeling of his hand wrapped around her neck had almost made her weak. she chewed down on her bottom lip as her brown eyes looked up at him adoringly (though her eyes really had nothing but lust in them from his actions). their actions were dangerous especially how public they were ( yet hidden well ) . " you're telling me all i gotta do is look at you pleadingly and hungrily that i get to do what i want? whenever i want ?" the femme trailed a manicured nail down his chest. " you know what does something to me ? the way you get weak for me. i just wanna see you beg for me, and just basically get on your knees for me pleading me what to do. you're all tough guy out on the field and on this mission but behind the doors i want to take control. wouldnt that be nice ?"

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Thomas's head was still spinning after the news. It was like his utmost sacred dreams had finally turned into a reality, only the timing being nearly impossible to navigate. Despite that he'd been the one to delay the paperwork for their divorce, apparently deep down knowing to wait for something, his heart had already started the grieving process of losing the love of his life. And now... What was going to happen with them? He looked intently at her, wanting to hear how she was feeling first, not pretending that it didn't hurt when Nadia talked about custody agreements about a newborn. He already couldn't imagine himself not being a full part of this kid's life, so anything else seemed like a torture. "Come sit," he pointed towards the couch, doing the same as well. "Please." Without even thinking, the man already knew what talk he wanted to have with her, but the outcome of it was laying entirely in her small hands. "Do you still love me, Nadia?"

it was an overwhelming feeling. nadia loved thomas, however she never thought she could be a mother either. they had went so long without having a child that nadia had hoped thomas would eventually forget but clearly he hadn't considering the impending divorce papers. yet now here she was : pregnant. " i know." she said, sighing. it's why she was in a pickle, but also not in one. she would've happily carried their child if they were still together but considering they weren't...a pickle indeed. even if she didn't want a kid per se, nadia also wasn't going to be giving majority of the rights to thomas either. " so what exactly do we do ?" she questioned. " i think it's rather hard to decide custody agreements when it comes to a newborn. i mean, clearly they would stay with me mostly for the time being but..." this was a headache to say the least. " maybe we can talk how we can handle this and how to move forward."

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For once when Benjamin had decided to shift his focus and stop eyeing Zahra constantly... and immediately that happened. He wasn't certain what exactly had tipped the scales so bad all of a sudden, but he didn't had time to properly react either. One moment Elena was telling him a story from her childhood, they were laughing and drinking, and in the next Zahra was already gathering her things and waving goodbye. The man didn't like the look of total bewilderment on Jordan's face or the blatant disregard on Elena's, but neither of them seemed inclined to actually go after her, even if only to check how she was feeling. Some amazing friends those were.

He didn't even try to explain to the others why he was standing up, since it was painfully obvious. It took him only a few big strides to catch up with her, suddenly not feeling very smug about all of it. The teasing was only entertaining when she did it back, returning the same to him, not when it was obvious she didn't have good time at all. "Hey... hey, Zahra, stop," Ben called out just as his fingers managed to grab a hold of her elbow. "Are you okay? What happened?"

At a point she had started to notice something in the pit of her stomach. It wasn't anger and it sure as hell wasn't jealousy so Zahra had written it off. Plus she knew her body, the ache would go away in time, it always did. Yet as the night continued, it only grew. She could push it down. It would only be a few more hours. Hours of being stuck at this table with Ben and Elena. Oh, her stomach churned once more. "Right. Exactly." She gave a brighter smile. If only to convince herself that this night was going exactly the way it needed to. Even if the truth was far from it. It wasn't like she didn't want Ben and Elena to like each other, at least in theory, but the reality of it actually being a possibility was something she wasn't ready to handle. That was it. It had to be. Zahra couldn't help but feel like she had made a mistake. Where the source of that was, in her mind was still up for debate but truth was a double date should have never happened. Mom hadn't raised a quitter, but 8 times out of 10, her mom was wrong. After their clink, Zahra took a sip, then a few more. Doing her best to keep whatever remaining ounce of composure she thought she had. Zahra finally felt like she could continue, their double date getting back on track then like a well timed sucker punch, Ben's words told her she couldn't. She really should have just tuned them out yet that was never going to work, was it? She gave Jordan a pained smile, doing her best to quietly gather her stuff. She was leaving, it didn't mean she needed to disturb anyone else. She gave Jordan a quick explanation, then a small wave to the other couple. "I'm so sorry but I'm not feeling great but have a great night together." Yep, that sounded perfect. And not like she had rehearsed it in her head a few times. "So... bye." With that, Zahra didn't hesitate to move as fast as her feet would take her. Jordan deserved better and Elena deserved an explanation. That would have to come at a different time.

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Marcela had never had a healthy example of what a good relationship was supposed to look like. Her parents definitely hadn't given her that valuable thing, she still remembering their fights swept under the rug, hidden behind fake smiles and pretenses in front of others. In the end it hadn't mattered, because the truth had a way of always coming on top, no matter how much people tried to push it down. So now to say that she was in a position like never before, one she didn't know how to navigate, would be understatement. And the fact that it was so hard for her to admit of being in the wrong was another flaw that was digging their grave. "I don't know, okay!", the woman exclaimed, clearly frustrated. She was one second away from throwing her hands in the air too, as unnecessarily dramatic as it was. "If you want space, then you should leave, yes. I don't want to force you to stay here and have this conversation if you don't feel like it. I'm just trying to make the necessary decision here, okay?"

He couldn't imagine how much worse tonight could have gone than right now. What an absolute mess and he wasn't even fully responsible for it. It wasn't fair to blame her either but what had started as a simple disagreement escalated. Like it always did with them. Figuring out how to not escalate things should have been their first goal in the relationship. Okay, so he could have chosen better words to properly convey his emotion but at the moment everything was raw and nothing would actually sound right. Javi stood still, unsure of where she was going the moment she said she understood. Then she sucker punched him with the rest of her words. He let out a laugh, humor void from it. He tried to chose better words, before he said anything that he couldn't take back. Of course she had gone full on destroy mode. He should have expected it, yet — "Are we breaking up? Are you telling me we should've never dated?" Maybe he was interpreting her meaning incorrectly but if there was anything sticking out it was that she had said they were a mistake. "What because I want to spend the night somewhere you think we shouldn't have started? I wanted space, Marcella. I wasn't telling you that I was over us. I would never say that then walk out on you at that moment."

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Scarlett rolled her eyes at his comment about not being paid to be funny. Didn't he know by now, he wasn't supposed to say stuff like that? She could make his life even harder if she wanted, all in the name of getting him to pay attention to her. "That's only because your music taste is preposterous!", she shouted while grabbing a matching purse and putting everything she needed inside. Turning once more towards her bodyguard, Scarlett gave a big dramatic sigh. "Come on, you're suffering in silence, pretending to be invisible. While I'm quite literally in the center of it all." Yet even if she wanted to, she couldn't drag her legs. That just wasn't the type of woman she was. "Let's go. I can very well try to make you laugh while we're on the road. Don't test me."

Khaled knew most of Scarlett's actions were to mess with him. He wasn't a genius but it didn't take one to see how much she enjoyed messing with him. There was no way he was getting paid enough for this, yet it was a good job. If only the fine print had told him he'd be at risk of getting embarrassed daily. "I'm not being paid to be fun." He snorted. If fun was his job then he was far from doing his responsibility. "You like messing with the music anyways, but fine I won't change it back after you mess with." As if Scarlett didn't try and do her own things anyway. That was half their battle in a week. "You're acting as if I'm not also suffering through the event with you." He didn't get to just drop her off and fade away. Still Khaled twirled his keys. indicating she was ready to go.

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Savannah let out a happy sigh, lips pulling into some kind of a reassuring smile, as Austin did the unthinkable and agreed to come with her, not only to be there but to actually participate in the session. She knew it wasn't going to be easy - when had everything been like that with them - but she had hope that it would be enough to ease all of their worries. Deep down, Sava still wasn't entirely certain her therapist had such nefarious plans as her boyfriend worried, but she didn't voice any of it out. Instead, the brunette chuckled and pulled him in, pressing her lips desperately against his. "Want to hear something? My only elaborate plan right now is to take your clothes off and get you in bed... so we can talk about what we'll share, of course..." Her hands wrapped around his body, fingers caressing his back in long, soft strokes. "Want to help me do that? I bet it'll help to get us on the right foot for tomorrow... to present a united front and all that."

austin knew that he couldn't fully trust the therapist and whatever word vomit he's able to piece together for savannah to turn a gaze on their relationship. he find that she was the only person in his life that kept him sane when times were difficult, he'd like to think that he's the same was with her -- but now he's a little unsure about that, given her reaction. a sigh falls from his lips, eyes darting over towards the female as she took hold of his hand, squeezing it ever so slightly. "okay.. fine, only because i love you and i want you to see that this is obvious some elaborate plan to break us up."

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Benjamin's blue eyes watched her expressions carefully, worry guiding his every action. He'd never been in a position where he had to watch closely the effect of a traumatic event reflected over the life of a civilian, and it worried him. He never cared before and now he wasn't sure how to make sure that she was okay, all of his words falling flat to his ears. "Ordering in sounds good," Ben agreed, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her body closer to his. When his sister had disappeared, he had still been pretty young but the bad memories were still there, not leaving or truly fading away. For him, he'd made his peace with it. But when it came to her, Benjamin worried. "I''ll make the call, I know your favorite place." As he pressed his lips to the side of her forehead, the man allowed himself to linger there a little while. "I love you, you do know that, right?"

it was weird adapting back to the outside world, she felt like she been gone for so long -- yet it couldn't be longer than one month. cheyenne hated how she jumps at every little sound and can't seem to get a restful night of sleep without some sort of nightmare. there was a part of her that didn't want to show that off to ben, even if she trusted him. she couldn't allow him to see her weakness, how broken she truly felt after everything. "i -- um," she makes a face as she shakes her head, "honestly i'm too tired to unpack." even if she done nothing, she felt exhausted -- almost drained and she felt horrible for dragging him down like this too. "maybe we can order in and watch a movie?" she suggested, hoping it'll take her mind off of things. "yeah, i took it earlier."

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@pcrfectcrime continuing from here

There was some big irony to be taken out of all of it, that much was painfully certain. While their marriage had been somewhat on the stable side, they hadn't managed to conceive a child. But now, when both of them were getting ready to continue with their lives, to the best of their abilities... it had happened. The man couldn't pretend that he wasn't happy by the thought, he'd always wanted to be a father, yes, but he'd always wanted to have a child with her. This felt like a late, cruel present. And a lot like a second chance. "No, I'm glad you told me," he relented, taking his glasses off. "This isn't what I expected either, Nadia. But you know... You do know that I want this child, right?" 'And I want you.' But he wasn't sure if he should tell her that yet.

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"Cute?", he grumbled, his hands suddenly pulling her tightly across his chest as if to prove a point. Her words were stirring something in him, a little dangerous inclination that he rarely would've let out in the light, unless she was begging for it. And from what the man was hearing, Sydney was indeed begging for it, just using different words. "You take that right back or I'll make you." Her fingers through his hair was a welcome touch and he sighed into it, leaning a bit more forwards. Truly, there was something in her that he couldn't resist, turning the dangerous man into a playful, even softer version of himself. Unheard of, honestly. Just one look at her and he was willing to do anything she asked of him. And there was no way Sydney didn't know that his life was more dangerous than he let on, yet still stayed. "You know what makes me weak?", he mumbled, fingers slowly wrapping around her throat, thumb gently going under her chin to lift it up just the tiniest bit. "You. Everything about you. Does that do something for you?"

SYDNEY PLAYFULLY ROLLED her eyes but a smile remained on her face. there were days, and moments, she wished she didn't have to pretend to hate him and instead publicly love him. love. now she wasn't too sure about that but she knew she was head over heels for the man in front of her. " oho you know exactly what i mean. but i suppose it's cute that you pretend to play dumb. her hands reached up to run her fingers through his jostled hair. " did i have fun slapping you in the face ? absolutely." the femme grinned. " as if it did anything to me? maybe . i kinda like the whole taking control thing and watching you crumble beneath me. maybe not crumble but just looking a little weak? yeah you could say it does something to me."

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Melissa O'Neil as Two/Portia Lin in Dark Matter (2015 – 2017) 

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TIM + his little cute “did i do okay?” shrug

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🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑲𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.  (  as requested, here are some mostly romantic sentence starters and actions that revolve around the topic of figure skating.  as a reminder: your muse = sender and my muse = receiver.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  don’t worry, i’ll be there to catch you if you fall.  ❜ ❛  come on, take my hand.  ❜ ❛  just let me guide you.  ❜ ❛  here, take this. you look like you’re freezing.  ❜ ❛  hold on to me, and you won’t fall.  ❜ ❛  wanna have some hot chocolate?  ❜ ❛  please don’t let go of me.  ❜ ❛  wanna try it for yourself now?  ❜ ❛  look, it’s starting to snow!  ❜ ❛  when did you learn to skate like this?  ❜ ❛  how do you even stop?  ❜ ❛  you didn’t tell me it would be so cold, i’m freezing.  ❜ ❛  can you teach me how to do a trick?  ❜ ❛  i don’t know what to do, it’s my first time going ice skating.  ❜ ❛  wanna go ice skating with me?  ❜ ❛  oh, look, i think i can move on my own now.  ❜ ❛  can i hold your hand … for stability?  ❜ ❛  maybe this wasn’t such a great idea after all.  ❜ ❛  don’t laugh at me, i told you i never went ice skating before.  ❜ ❛  i’m gonna kiss you now.  ❜

[  SCARF  ]  *  your muse gives my muse a piece of clothing to warm them up. [  HAND  ]  *  your muse grabs my muse’s hand as they skate over the ice. [  CATCH  ]  *  your muse catches my muse when they tumble. [  HELP  ]  *  your muse helps my muse up. [  KISS  ]  *  your muse pulls my muse in for a kiss. [  COLLIDE  ]  *  your muse collides with my muse. [  DATE  ]  *  your muse asks my muse on a date to the ice rink. [  FALL  ]  *  your muse tries to pull my muse up but somehow they both fall on the ice. [  WARMTH  ]  *  your muse moves snuggles up to my muse for warmth. [  RACE  ]  *  your muse asks my muse for a race against each other. [  TRICK  ]  *  your muse impresses my muse with a trick. [  BUY  ]  *  your muse buys my muse a hot drink / food. [  SURPRISE  ]  *  your muse hugs my muse from behind. [  TRAP  ]  *  your muse traps my muse against the boards and their body. [  TEACH  ]  *  your muse teaches my muse how to ice skate.

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Send "Shut up!" for sender to push reciever against a wall and kiss them to make them shut up.