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[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @aftermiiidniiight / Muse: Declan Archer

He'd agreed to come by and pick her up this evening. He'd had a late meeting and she was out with friends not too far from his office, so naturally it made sense for his driver to swing by her venue on the way back to his place rather than have her make her way there later.

Declan left his driver with the car outside and made his way inside the club she'd told him she'd be at, his features maintaining the visual of ice; cool and calm. This despite the fact that his eyes visibly began searching the area for her as soon as he stepped inside. He looked entirely out of place, perfectly trimmed and kempt, dressed in a tailored Armani suit, a Rolex around his wrist. The sheer value of the man's attire probably surpassed the average occupant's yearly income. And yet he didn't seem bothered by the smell, the noise or fact that one person or other was intermittently bumping into him as he made his way through the crowds.

In fact, his expression didn't change until he finally spotted the gorgeous redhead on the dancefloor surrounded by several appropriately aged males, and at that point it was only for his lips to thin and brows to shift slightly higher on his forehead before his features settled back into that same indifferent mien. He watched her for a few seconds, considering the many different actions he could take, as well as the possible outcomes of those actions, before he turned around to leave.

[swcctbbygigi-blog]

-- “Sweet sister o’ mine,” Gigi sang as she raced up the stairs to Olivia’s room, “I have two tickets to a show tonight and you are my date of choice. So, get up, get dressed, and let’s friggin’ go!” @oliviaxbby

[littlegreenleaf]

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♩ @xpuriity ♩

Once again she had to go and roam. Once again she finally had time to be on her own again without any disturbance. No people running into her room. Nobody to tell her to stop reading and join the others. The green haired woman never understood why being overly social would help her sometimes when she actually got something from reading. Wasn’t it good that she could focus on her knowledge to grow stronger in her own way? One thing was certain: She was glad that she didn’t have to be forced to be social again.

A displeased groan came from the short as the boat docked, breaking her ever so perfect silence that she wished to have more often. She forced herself to stand up, finally moving her lazy bones after something that seemed like ages to move outside only to shield her eyes. “I wish I could turn off the sun for once... I don’t wanna be crab girl again” Melody mumbled under her breath before moving off the ship, after securing it, heading straight on for the market. 

Her light green eyes averted their cold gaze as people looked at her, hating to look into strangers’ eyes as the only thing that she could see in them was judgement. Judgement for what she had done in the past, pestering her soul for eternity without it disappearing for once. As she couldn’t bare those thoughts she instantly stared at the ground as if it was the only thing that could protect her from those things around her which turned out to be more than wrong soon.

A rather dull thump was heard as she walked into some person, making the young adult walk backwards, gazing up after a long time. The normally emotionless auroran green eyes hinted a glint of embarrassment and repentance as she looked up at the strawberry blonde woman in front of her.

 “I... Am sorry, Madame. I... Should have looked where I go. Did I hurt you?” She asked without inspecting the one in front of her at all to see if she was known.

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @aftermiiidniiight / Declan & Cora 002

Declan didn't usually do this. He was always accompanied; never the one to accompany another. And yet she'd somehow roped him into it. So there he was, standing outside her apartment complex, finger on the buzzer while his driver, Tim, waited in the car behind him. He was dressed in a dark blue suit with a matching west, wore a light blue button-down and slightly darker tie. Not unlike his usual attire, but then, she hadn't specified that he should wear a tux or that he should dress particularly Christmas-themed, so he'd settled on the usual.

Declan let the buzzer go once he was certain it had been heard, and took a step back from the door, hands in the pockets of his pants as he waited for Cora to make an appearance.

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @aftermiiidniiight / Muse: Aaron Leto

Aaron wasn't usually the type to go to a strip club of all places. He very much preferred his women within reach, touchable, and most importantly his. This whole business with looking at naked women you had no connection to did nothing for him, just as he'd never had any interest in porn. And yet, he could play along with the best of them. So he'd joined the small group of partners and senior associates from the firm when the idea came up. The group was loud for the most part as they came inside, many of them already a little (or a lot) drunk from the bottles of wine and champagne served at the celebratory dinner earlier.

Aaron for his part, kept a level head, though smiling and joking around with the others as they found different spots around the strip club to settle down in. He joined a smaller group of four at a booth, and soon the party continued, bottles on the tables, half naked girls scattered across many a lap, some grinding happily away to the music and the bills tucked into their thongs. Aaron was like a shadow; part of it all and yet not at all, happy to be situated perfectly to watch the whole ordeal without actually partaking.

And then his eyes spotted her, scantily clad as she made her way onto the stage and began moving to the music. Several of his colleagues caught sight of the newest dancer on stage too, he noticed, nudging each other and grinning as they discussed. He couldn't hear what was being said, but he could easily imagine.

Unwilling to make a fool of himself in front of the firm, he sat quietly, sipping his whiskey while watching her, eyes slightly narrowed and so intensely focused, it was a wonder they didn't burn a hole through her. He wondered, briefly, if she'd be able to spot him in the dimmed lights of the club, one among many suit-clad patrons this evening.

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @svftlove / Muse: Marcus Archer

"How much longer are you going to keep pouting?" Marcus sighed, grabbing himself a beer from the fridge before turning back to the blonde. He'd only just come home and she'd started on her usual bullshit. He pulled his gun out and put it on the table beside him before he took a sip of the cold liquid; no use hiding shit from her, considering she'd already seen plenty of what he did. "It's been weeks, Juliette and it's getting fucking boring."

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed little starter for @nottheemuse / Marcus & The Warrens

Marcus knew his brother. In fact, he probably knew his brother better than he knew himself, which is exactly the reason he'd dropped that little nugget at dinner the other night. Declan was never going to let Cora in if she didn't start making those demands, and she wouldn't start making those demands until it dawned on her that she'd have to. That Declan wouldn't open up his life to her of his own accord. So Marcus - against all common sense and usual instincts - had meddled. Taken a calculated risk. But Cora had ended up leaving and Declan was being a stubborn bastard about the whole thing, which meant his mood had been an ugly fucking thing for days now. Most people wouldn't notice, but Marcus sure as hell did, and he was sick of it.

So Marcus had considered calling Cora to sort a few things out. Declan had told him enough for him to put the pieces together, which also meant he knew Cora probably hadn't gotten what she needed out of that whole interaction. He wasn't going there though; Declan could work out his own shit or be a miserable prick about it. But then Lily'd asked about Cora, where she was, why she'd left, when she was coming back, and given that he - for once in his life - hadn't had an answer for her, he'd decided to take care of that problem by getting on a damned plane to fucking Kentucky.

With only one way in - not Marcus' favourite thing in the world, but whatever - he drove his rented SUV down the gravel road to Cora's childhood home, and pulled up far enough down the road to avoid immediate notice. Habit, probably, but Marcus never went in blind, so he got out and took his time getting the lay of the land, so to speak.

The first one to detect Marcus' presence would be Roo. And then, primarily because Marcus had slipped around the back and positioned himself calmly within view of the windows, hands in the pockets of his black jeans, ankles crossed as he leaned against the trunk of a tree. Features uncharacteristically serious as he watched for movement inside the house, dark eyes falling calmly on Cora's as she spotted him. Then his lips curled into a wry smile.

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @nottheemuse / Declan, Marcus & Cora

Marcus and Declan been behind closed doors for hours, shuttered in the office since Marcus had shown up. Lily was on a playdate, which meant, aiming to take advantage of her absence, that Declan had promised Cora some time for them this afternoon, something he didn't often set aside time for during the week - especially the past couple of months. So Cora was off elsewhere - reading in the library, if Declan had to guess, but he hadn't checked up on her. Whenever she was home, safe and sound within the walls of their home, he never really felt a need for that.

By the time Declan and Marcus emerged from the office, it was dinnertime - so Declan merely shot her a text, letting her know that the chef - Andreas - had dinner ready, and that he'd like her to join him and Marcus in the dining room. Then the brothers made their way down there, chatting loosely about Lily's progress with her Chinese tutor on the way.