Forget Regret

Finn Gallagher | 35 | Guest Services Manager | witch Gifted Human. when you met the new you Did someone die inside?

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alisonfrommars:

Alison shrugged at the question of Max. She hadn’t seen him in a while. “I don’t know. He dumped me at a bar a few months after you saved us,” she explained. People always left, it was what they did. Nobody seemed to stick around long enough to truly hurt her anymore because she expected them to leave. She smiled a little when he said it was good to see her. It made her feel a little better that he hadn’t forgotten her. “It sounded… different. Maybe a little fun?” she continued unsure if she was making sense, “I’m not serving drinks or temping at some office. What about you? You get away from your family?”

Finn frowned when she mentioned Max had dumped her. The guy had been a total dick anyway, but it wasn’t him that Finn cared about. He just wanted Aly to be safe and away from any hunters that could’ve found out that she was a shifter. “I’m sorry. I know it’s late to say that but it’s a shitty thing for him to do anyway.” He knew that years had passed but it was still nice to see an old friend. She was the reason he had started questioning the morality of what his family was doing. In a round about way she was the reason he was there. “I can’t argue with you there It’s definitely better than being stuck in an office cubicle, even though I kind of am sometimes.” He shrugged, still smiling at her. “I’m the guest services manager, so I guess that makes me your boss? But yeah, I only really got away from them a month or two ago. I was trying to convince them that hunting wasn’t the way to go but it was a lost cause.”

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bea-granger:

She let out a small giggle, shaking her head as she gave a shrug, “Sorry, you kinda made it easy by telling me that you were lost, had paperwork to do, and needed to learn names.” Bea blushed a bit, hoping she didn’t come across as a know-it-all. Her eyes wandering over his extremely handsome features as she nods at his question. “Usually it takes that long, I’m not sure what your job is, but it took that long for me. Then you go on a tour of the grounds, and then you do other things.” She could remember what else her training had entailed but she was extremely distracted by how much she wanted this man to hold her. “Nice to meet you, Finn, I’m Bea.” Letting out a laugh, she shakes her head, “I know I can remember your name.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Of course. I’m the least covert person in the world, it’s like I give up all my secrets too easily. I guess my dream of being a spy is over.” He winked, joking around with her as he followed her down the path. It was nice to know that people around the resort were actually nice and at least easy to talk to. It would make his job a lot easier. “I’m actually starting as a manager... so I get the feeling there might be at least a little bit more paperwork. Stuff about knowing guest services kinks and guest’s preferences so I can make sure they are happy. I never thought it would be part of my job to know that kind of stuff but here we are.” He shrugged, noticing the same ghost from before out of the corner of his eyes. They sure did like to make him look completely crazy in front of other people. He tried his hardest to ignore it, keeping his attention on the girl. “Bea? Is that short for something? I mean it’s cute... it suit you.”

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❆ (Melissa)

He tugged at the ropes that kept him on the chair, pouting as he saw Melissa circle him. “Come on, Mel. I wasn’t trying to stop you from having fun. I was trying to stop your drunk ass from trying to climb a huge tree where you could hurt yourself. Now let me go!”

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missfoxymelissa:

Melissa was wearing her hangover sunglasses and hoped she was wearing clothing. She thought she was, but she couldn’t remember putting anything on. Her hair was on top of her head in what she thought was a bun. She was in search of something to eat and possibly a wall that she could bang her head into. She heard someone talking and didn’t recognize the voice. Usually only employees hung around the staff cabins and she knew all her coworkers’ voices. 

Melissa squinted at the man through her sunglasses. “You’re going to have to talk a little slower and make it so there’s just one of you,” she greeted as she waved her hand in his general direction, “I’m not usually this hungover but there was a party last night and you picked a hell of a day to start buddy.”

He was trying his hardest not to chuckle at the woman’s reaction. The cabin that she had come out of was the one that he was staying in and he wondered if she was one of his cabin mates, or maybe just someone doing a walk of shame after the party that he had missed. “I think you might need to sit down if you’re seeing three of me. Last time I checked I couldn’t clone myself.” He smiled, glancing over at the woman who definitely looked worse for wear, “I’m pretty sure that we could be staying in the same cabin and there has to be a kitchen in there, right? I can cook you some breakfast to help you fight the hangover if you want.” The paper work could wait. It definitely wasn’t going to go anywhere. He was sure that he could explain himself as simply getting to know the employees and the big bosses would probably allow it. He took a few steps toward the cabin and shrugged, “I hear bacon and toast is a pretty great hangover cure.”

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christine-villers:

“Well thank you, I think I may hold onto your word there, but really is not problem at all.” She smiled at him “It took me a few days to truly get familiar to where everything is so i don’t think you are the first to get lost nor you will be the last.” She began  to walk in the direction of the mansion “Really? That’s interesting and I am a guest here, I stay at one of the villas over there.”

“I just like to repay people for good things, y’know. It’s the least I can do.” He shrugged, shooting her a lopsided grin. “This place is so big, I feel like I’ll never get used to it.” He quickly followed her along the path, sensing ghostly eyes on him. He was trying his hardest to ignore them but sometimes it felt near impossible. “Yeah. I guess it’s my job to make things easy if you ever want to request someone. It’s kind of just a lot of paperwork and phone calls and escorting people places. I wouldn’t say it’s too glamourous.” He glanced over at where she was pointing, seeing the outline of the villas through the trees. “What made you come here? If you don’t mind me asking. I’m just curious if all the guests are in it for the services here.”

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spellbindingtrinity:

Trinity laughed but didn’t try to defend herself.  She’d definitely not been as innocent in that past couple of days as she had been when she got here.  “Yeah, I am.  My family and coven were pretty conservative.  A little too conservative and controlling.”  She wasn’t a fan of the way her coven ran things, which is why she left.  But they never hurt anyone.  “I’m staff, actually.  Though, I’ve been thinking about services lately.”  She smiled up at him.  “You know, the innocent thing seems to work for some people.”  Teasing him back from her earlier comment, she winked, giggling a little.

He knew he had a lot to learn about the supernatural beings that graced the resort. He’d been taught awful things his entire life and undoing thirty five years of learning was definitely going to be hard. “I’m sorry that you had to deal with that. If it helps, I had a controlling family too, so I know that it can be difficult to distance yourself from that.” He offered a sympathetic smile and continued along the path, following her. “I mean... if you want a good word to change to services it’s the least I can do for the help.” He glanced at her, scoffing softly at her wink, “Maybe, but I’m not too sure that you’re that innocent.”

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lornehq:

“first day, huh? in that case, welcome,” lorne says, side-glancing at him curiously. “i’m not opposed to crazy. try me, seriously,” he challenges as they trudge uphill through the trees. “you’d be surprised at what it takes to freak me out.”

“Thanks. I’m sure the big bosses definitely won’t regret thinking I’m manager material.” He joked, laughing softly. Their surroundings were definitely beautiful and Finn could pretty easily see why someone had decided to build a resort in the area. The place screamed luxury. He pressed his lips together, wondering if he should just lie, but surely a place swarming with supernatural beings would be a little accommodating to his ‘gift’. “Well, I guess I’ll take that as a challenge.” He sighed and looked at the path ahead, noticing the same spirit he was speaking to before shaking his head. He had gotten pretty good at blocking them out but he definitely couldn’t do it all the time. “Uh, I kind of see ghosts. So that’s who I was talking to.”

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alisonfrommars:

Aly’s eyes widened with shock as well with who just approached. The man who undoubtedly saved her and Max’s life way back when. Max had left her in a bar a few months after Finn’s heroic gesture, but it didn’t matter to Aly. She’d always wished she had had some way of thanking him for what he did. “No… not at all,” she replied with a genuine smile, “The way we met wasn’t exactly normal…” Her voice trailed off as she racked her brain for what she wanted to say. When the words didn’t come, she moved toward him and wrapped him into a tight hug. “Thank you, for what you did,” she said quietly before she gave him a squeeze and let him go.

He hadn’t known what to expect. He’d run through scenarios a million times in his head, thinking about what would happen if he ever saw Aly again and none of them ever ended in a hug. He expected anger, or disgust, not gratitude. He smiled, returning the hug with his arms wrapped around her waist. “I don’t deserve the thanks. I’m honestly just happy to see that you’re safe. Uh, is Max okay?” It was promising that he didn’t see a ghost of Max following her around, at least it meant that there was a good chance the hunters hadn’t caught up with him. “Shit, Aly, it’s really good to see you... I mean, I didn’t think I’d see you here.” 

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Someone shows up to your cabin wearing a mask, a trenchcoat, and nothing else with a whip in their hand. They walk into your cabin and strip you down. They tie you to a chair and take off the trenchcoat. They tease your dick with the whip trying to get you hard.

“I wouldn’t be against it. Hell, it’s pretty damn hot. How about we make this fantasy reality?”

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🔲 - In general - How long does it take for them to have sex with someone they find appealing if that someone shows interest into them as well?

There’s no real timeline. He’s usually not the person to rush into sex but if the time is right, it’s definitely on. He would prefer to get to know someone before they fuck but, sometimes things happen and clothes come off.

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alisonfrommars:

Alison was standing outside the greenhouse wondering if she was allowed to go in. She’d always enjoyed being around nature and she was pleasantly surprised to see the resort had a greenhouse. She took a step toward one of the windows and glanced inside. She smiled at the various plants she saw lining the place. 

She was lost in the sight that she didn’t hear someone come up behind her. She jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder. “Shit!” she exclaimed then chuckled awkwardly before quickly apologizing, “Sorry I didn’t hear you come up.”

Finn had taken to exploring the grounds when he wasn’t trying to organise the guest services staff. It was a hard job and sometimes he felt a little guilty about it, but from what he could gather, everyone wanted to be there and they seemed to enjoy it. As he was wandering, he saw someone, a woman looking through the windows of the greenhouse. He sighed, feeling for his keys in his pocket. He had learned that people tended to forget to unlock it in the morning and he definitely wasn’t about to deny someone their exploration.

He tapped her on the shoulder, a friendly smile on his face that quickly changed to shock when he saw just who the woman was. “Wait... Aly? What are you doing here? I haven’t seen you since...” He let out a nervous breath, hoping that the fact that the last time he’d seen her he was telling her that he was a hunter and that his family was after her boyfriend. “Uh, I can let you in if you want. Shit, I’m sorry, I’m being weird.”

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Send a sexual scenario and my muse will tell you whether or not they’d be into it. Anon or not.

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❔ - How to tell your muse is horny?

He’s usually pretty simple to read, mostly because he will tell someone outright and maybe apologise for it. But sometimes he will run his hands through his hair and pick at any loose threads on his clothes because he is desperately trying to do something with his hands so he can keep them from wandering.

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spellbindingtrinity:

Upon being called an angel, Trinity entwined her fingers and put them under her chin, batting her eyelashes. “Aren’t I?” She laughed a little, smiling as he mentioned her name. “For being extremely closed minded witches, my parents sure did come up with a cool name for me.” She kept the pace, seeing the office. “So does this mean you’re my boss? Because you should take in to account that in helping you out. And I won’t tell anyone that you got lost.” She gave him a playful wink.

He couldn’t help but laugh as she batted her eyelashes at him. At least people around the resort seemed to have a sense of humour. “Well, now I’m just not sure. The sweet looking ones always seem to be the ones who cause the most trouble.”  He joked, following along the path. It was nice to be wandering with someone, instead of getting lost on his own. Well, on his own plus ghosts who were utterly useless at directions. “Oh, you’re a witch? Are you saying there are conservative witches?” He was curious, everything his family had told him about witches was bad, but he was sure that it wasn’t the whole truth. There was no way that an entire species could be painted with the same brush. He looked at her, nodding with a smile. “Depends, are you guest services? If so, yeah. I mean, so far you’re definitely going to get employee of the month and a few gold stars.” He joked, winking back at her, “Don’t worry, I promise I’m not going to be a boss from hell.”

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christine-villers:

Christine had slept for a long time after the masquerade. Honestly the only reason she had gotten out the bed was because she was hungry and though she could easily call for room service, she figured walking a little would be good for her to get over that after party mood that she had at the moment. She smiled politely when some man called her over and walked towards him. “Actually I’m heading towards the mansion myself so I can take you there?” She said with a nod “So are you a new worker at the resort?”

The whole resort had this vibe to it, the feeling that came after a big party. Maybe it was why it seemed so quiet. He’d definitely had more than a few drunken nights in his youth. He smiled at the blonde as she approached him, trying to pretend that he wasn’t thinking about how attractive she was. It was a given. The resort was full of attractive people, he just needed to focus on working instead otherwise he would go crazy. “Thank you so much, seriously, I owe you a drink sometime or something.” He followed her along the path, “Yeah, kind of. I’m the guest services manager... so I guess this is a good first impression. How about you? Are you a guest or...?”