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muse: genevieve p. scott (30)

open to: anyone, any gender, 21+

connections: any ( or none )

plot: on her way back home from a business trip, genevieve's car broke down on the side of the road in a rural area. cell service is bad and she's stuck and looks like your typical damsel-in-distress. this could be wholesome, wacky, horror, smut, or anything in between! let your imagination flow.

tagging: @indiestarter

Honestly, Genevieve had no idea why she was holding the hood up of her Mercedes-Benz to even investigate why it decided to come to a complete halt. It's not like she had any idea what she was looking for. All of these wires and metal components... were absolutely lost on her.

"Maybe it would have been better to get a plane ticket..." She grumbled to herself before releasing a sigh through her lips. But even if she didn't fully understand what she was looking at, her entire focus was on the engine -- a bit oblivious to her surroundings at the moment.

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open to: m, 21+ ( mutuals and non-mutuals ♥ ) muse: genevieve scott age: 29/30 connections: ex boyfriend, ex fiance, estranged husband, former fwb, etc plot: genevieve and your muse have been separated since the earlier part of the year. but suddenly, out of nowhere, she has contacted your muse because she wants him to "meet someone" tagging: @indiestarter

"Please don't yell..." And that was the first thing she could say to him in the doorway. In her arms, Genevieve carried a small newborn. Luckily, the little one seemed to be fast asleep. "This is who I want you to meet. ...Her name is Clementine. ...She's our daughter."

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open to: f / femme muses, 21+ ( mutuals and non-mutuals ♥ ) muse: genevieve scott age: 29/30 connection: ex-girlfriend, ex-fiancee, etc. plot: genevieve and your muse secretly dated in college, but she broke it up right before she got into law school. now genevieve ran across your muse as realized she still has feelings for them. tagging: @indiestarter

"Wow..." A small exclamation came from her mouth as she look over the woman ahead of her inside of the grocery store. In Genevieve's cart, she had a few items and still had a few more to go. But all of that came to a halt when she took notice of the familiar beauty. "You haven't... changed at all. Wait - I thought you moved away? Are you back - What... I can't believe I'm seeing you. It's like... seeing a ghost."

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While Josiah leaned down to be more leveled with Genevieve's view, her eyes locked in to focusing solely on his face. Steady in their aim, her pupils could not avert to anyone nor anything else. ...But why would she even want to gaze upon anyone other than him? His confirmation of an extended stay just to indulge in food with her caused an obvious curvature of her lips.

"Let's just say that I'm trying to gain some good karma in the universe by kindly sharing my food with others." The woman declared with a notable smirk. She simply could not help but to match his playful energy. In fact, she raised one of her hands up to his face. Gently, ...softly, she caressed his bearded jaw in her palm. Perhaps, she was just a tad bit too playful with him, now.

"So, would you like some wine or... anything else before the food is ready?" Another question she asked as her bare thumb brushed against Josiah's cheek. "But - it's not a date. I'm just... trying to be a good host." Okay, so maybe she could believe that lie, but according to her tone and her actions, that couldn't seem to be farther from the truth.

‘  yeah  ,  i  do  see  you  .  ’  is  spoken  with  the  utmost  confidence  as  he’s  truly  enjoying  the  moment  between  them  ,  even  if  it  was  going  to  last  a  couple  more  minutes  before  possession  came  back  home  with  him  .  there’s  every  want  to  be  serious  and  keep  neutral  expression  though  can’t  help  but  crack  out  into  another  smile  while  she  approaches  ,  causing  beat  of  his  heart  to  increase  before  it  settles  .  

head  shakes  while  rest  of  her  words  process  and  would  make  rather  take  the  witty  and  playful  banter  opposed  to  referrals  about  prior  conversation  ,  not  ending  pretty  but  would  just  hope  that  the  end  to  this  situation  was  better  than  previous  attempt  .  ‘  hold  on  ,  hold  on  ,  let  me  make  sure  i’m  getting  this  straight  .  .  ’  hand  reaches  to  rub  the  back  of  his  neck  while  he  continues  to  look  at  her  ,  desperate  to  get  a  read  on  her  while  gaze  continues  .  ‘  you  actually  want  me  to  stay  for  dinner  ?  ’

ponders  the  thought  around  in  his  head  as  if  acceptance  wasn’t  obvious  ,  just  liking  to  raise  the  antics  and  stakes  between  them  as  well  .  bends  down  just  a  little  to  ensure  that  pair  was  at  eye  -  level  ,  another  way  of  teasing  femme  due  to  prior  connection  ,  ‘  alright  ,  i’ll  stay  .  ’

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"You're not helping, Gabriel!" Genevieve remarked in a sing-song tone as she wrestled with her torn skirt. It was ONE thing that one of her favorite skirts was now ruined... and it was another thing to lock herself in this small bathroom with him. "And this was such a good skirt, too... Oh, my god... I'm not walking outta here, Gabe - I can't. It's too embarrassing. ...It's official. I live in this courthouse bathroom, now."

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muse. gabe delgado.

"Don't lose your shit over it. I've seen you naked before."

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Sometimes, words and statements didn't have any underlining meaning in them. But for someone like Genevieve, it was difficult to not overthink about certain things. Maybe it was just in her nature. Perhaps, she was under the influence of anxiousness. She wasn't particularly sure. But what she did know was that... she could keep the hoodie. It was like still having a part of him here, in a way.

As he eased in towards where she stood, her eyes slightly broadened -- but only just briefly. No, his closeness didn't cause Genevieve to be unsettled but... it just felt risky? There was no denying that he was way too easy on the eyes. Handsome -- just as he always been. "Well. ...You see me." She eventually commented while steadily keeping her eyes focused up at him. At this point, it just seemed as if no matter how many times she's tried to dissuade him, none of it did any good. As if it were an unconscious thought, she moved in a step towards Josiah and closed some of the distance between them. Now, that connection just felt a little more influential than before.

"Good that you don't want your hoodie. 'Cause I wasn't gonna give it back, anyway." She said with a little smile, jesting lightly under the circumstances. It seems as if she was starting to let her guard down. Even now, one of them woman's palms had found its way to be settled against his abdomen. Was it a way to brace herself away from getting any closer to him? Or was it just a reason to... touch him. "I mean... I'm trying to finish up on making my dinner. You can join me, if you want to. Since - you're here, I mean. Or you don't have to. ...I know you have other things to do."

typically  felt  weird  for  male  to  share  the  same  space  with  his  exes  but  didn’t  feel  the  need  or  want  to  hide  and  duck  from  looming  eyes  ,  just  wanting  to  spend  as  much  time  with  her  as  he  possibly  could  before  it  was  over  .  looked  into  her  gaze  and  instantly  teleports  to  an  easier  time  ,  femme  doubling  as  his  best  friend  before  anything  ,  a  desire  to  get  that  back  growing  with  every  passing  second  .

confirmation  of  femme  still  wanting  him  around  is  the  utmost  exciting  for  him  to  process  as  it  means  hope  of  reconciliation  would  still  be  in  the  works  ,  male  needing  to  rewrite  his  wrongs  more  now  than  ever  .  ‘  i  probably  still  have  your  number  ,  yeah  ,  but  what  does  that  have  to  do  with  anything  ?  ’  head  slightly  tilts  as  gaze  on  her  continues  with  no  reason  to  look  around  ,  enjoying  the  moment  but  heavily  wished  that  it  was  under  completely  different  circumstances  .  laughs  as  he  steps  further  into  her  place  in  order  to  avoid  detection  ,  just  thankful  that  they  were  now  away  from  potential  looming  eyes  .  ‘  no  sweater  and  i  don’t  have  any  ulterior  motives  ,  ’  says  plainly  ,  tiny  step  taking  toward  the  woman  ,  ‘  i  just  wanted  to  see  you  .  ’

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With a slight tilt of her head, she attentively listened to what her former beau had said. No - of course he had no care about if someone else was around. An apathy that could prove to be upsetting to some. There was no way that his presence would go unnoticed, though. Who could ignore the faint aroma of cologne that he could leave behind? Admittedly, ...he did smell really nice.

"I..." Genevieve managed to speak only a lone syllable before she blinked her eyes a couple of times as she perked up. She desperately needed to get out of her thoughts. "I - ...didn't say that I wanted you to leave. ...I'm just saying that - that you can't just pop up here anytime that you want without asking me. You still have my number, don't you? Or did you delete it?" Okay, so - she did not think that he would have gotten rid of a way of contacting her, but it was the woman's way of trying to bring her focus away from the realization that she still had feelings for him. A quick shake of her head, she pushed the front door shut behind him. "Okay, uhm - I'm being forreal now, Josiah. What are you doing? Did you forget something here or...? Because I do think I still have one of your hoodies upstairs. You came for that?"

' all this time apart and you still know me , gen , there's no bad bad or ill will in this body , ' speaks confidently in order to not make jealous nature seem so obvious but is sure the disdain is written across features . continues , ' i'm just calling things how i see it , ' pauses , quick shrug as male scans around the room before returning to her gaze , ' and what i haven't seen is them anywhere near you yet . . are they here ? '

truthfully , didn't make a difference to male if their presence was felt or not . was thankful for their absence in case of minor blowout , especially upon the realization that woman deserved more of what she was being offered . . staring with them . ' but hey , if you want me to leave then i'll leave . only because it's you . '

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As Josiah spoke, she noticed he relinquished his playful tone a little. Honestly, she could hardly believe that he was here to cause no distress at all. Her eyes, big and brown, looked up to him -- scanning his expression as in an attempt to read his face. What was he really here for? "And you just - what? Suddenly decided to come over so we can chill and hang out like we're besties?" Genevieve folded her arms against her chest, almost as a way to keep herself guarded. For some reason, she just couldn't help to be a little cautious when it came to him. She simply cared for him too much. "...You can't just be showing up like this, Jay. You never know if I have someone else here or not. What if my new guy sees you here?"

knows he's been caught as woman's words hold immense truth to him but plays along , would do anything to be within good graces again . ' what you do with him isn't my business but you once were , that should count , ' keeps a slight charming smile across features before it fades , maintaining eye contact through it all to familiarize himself with angelic beauty before him . ' and you know i can't be in the same place as you and not show love . so chill , i actually come in peace this time . '

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"My toes curl just fine." A quick-witted response slipped away from her tongue. "...Not that it's any of your business. Now, is it?" Genevieve added as she forced a smirk in his direction. Undoubtedly, it was nothing more than that she harbored feelings for him. But she wasn't going to speak on that. It didn't matter anyway, did it? "But, you know what? Instead of talking about me, let's talk about you. You could be chasing after any woman, but instead - you're up here cheesing in my face. You mind explaining that to me? Hm?"

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' ── you know you're the shittiest liar of all time , right ? new dude must not be making your toes curl enough or something cause damn , you don't look happy . '

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Despite what she said, Gabriel still seemed to be quite adamant on what he wanted to do. Of course - Genevieve felt for him. As someone who can be a bit career-oriented herself at times, she knew about the sense of duty that you could feel towards a job. But at the end of the day, a job should never have the potential to cost your life like this. Or that's what her opinion was of it, anyway. And to be even more honest about it all, ...she was a bit relieved that he was officially taken out of that undercover case.

"Look," She spoke out to him in order to try to get his attention once again. Softly, she placed one of her palms against his back in an attempt to comfort him. "...How about you just sleep on it? I know you're frustrated but, you know it's not good to make decisions while you're frustrated. I mean - if you think about it, this isn't a bad thing. It means you have a chance to start over, you know? We can move to a different city. Do new things." Genevieve gave her suggestions, but she would say just about anything to keep his mind from willingly wandering towards danger.

The most frustrating part of all was her lack of faith in him. It wasn't like the suggestions were terrible by any means, but this was something he had to do. If he didn't finish what he started, then it was all for nothing and it wasn't something he could swallow. That was all in addition to the fact that he wanted to take down this gang.

"I was on my own anyway," Gabe argued, a shake of his head. "That's how some asshole was able to paint it lookin' like I had gone bad and take it all away from me in the first place. You're alone undercover, baby." He reminded her, though he didn't think she really needed to hear that. "No, it doesn't. I don't wanna be some rent a cop. This is what I'm good at and I'm the only one that can take these fuckers down." Licking at his lips, he glanced away to take a breath not wanting to get worked up toward her anymore than he already had. "I gotta do this."

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Yeah. A spur of the moment thing that clearly did nothing in aiding Genevieve with confessing her private and bottled up feelings for her best friend. She had no idea what she was thinking anyhow. Life wasn't some fairytale; Not some comic book where a silly, little kiss could make a guy see a girl for something more.

"I - ...I guess I'm way too subtle for my liking, Miles." She said in a meek voice, her brown eyes lay downcast to the floor between them. Obviously, she felt a little embarrassed about it. "...Would I be wrong for saying that - that the kiss only clarified things for me? Or... made me more confused, even? I don't know what I'm saying - It's not my intention to make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry. Just... We don't have to talk about it."

open to f connection: best friend, someone crushing on him

"i wasn't aware that you felt that way about me." he was treading lightly so not to wound her anymore than he already had. "i thought that kiss was just a... a spur of the moment thing."