#benji dunn || starters

[etxrnaleclipse]

Open: any (m 40+ if potential ships) Connection: colleague, can work for IMF or another agency who they might work with Muse: Benji Dunn. 31-48. IMF Agent.

"I don't think I have to go into any real detail as to why that is an utterly terrible idea..."

[ofmusingsxandmayhem]

Open: any (m 40+ if potential ship) Connection: Friend, partner, chances are they think he travels for work to do with IT

"I know I'm late, I'm sorry. Our plane was delayed and I at least wanted to shower before showing up. No one needs that..."

[devilswing]

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Which cologne would they wear part 2

Again I did this during my 40 minute lunch break so there are probably better ones lol but this is what I've decided

Benji dunn

phantom parfum, he likes that it comes in a robot first off. And the clean woody fragrance he finds nice too

Charlie banks

by the fireplace replica - niche and a good conversation starter. Lemme tell you this was the one perfume I've smelled on someone and I remembered it because it smelled just like a warm cozy fireplace

Spencer Reid

commodity book- I know it's a little on the nose but I can see Spencer getting easily irritated by stronger perfumes he'd like this for the simplicity and the tea notes

[ofmusingsxandmayhem-a]

Open: any (40+ males only if shipping) Connection: colleague, fellow agent or law enforcement (any agency welcome) 

“Look, I get that this isn’t ideal, but until we figure this out, we’re pretty much stuck in this place. I don’t like it anymore than you do, but get comfy.” Benji huffed out a sigh as his hand came up, calloused fingertips pinching the bridge of his nose. It was a terrible situation, especially since there was no clear indicator of when they would be able to get out of there, but they had to work together.

[imwcrkingonit]

Title: Coffee Shop Adventures Summary: For the prompt “Can I have a sweet coffee shop AU but Ethan is the one working in the coffee shop and with the crush on unsuspecting Benji??? (Having Luther and Brandt in it will be great too)” Requested by: @kuroinekokun

Ethan could still remember the first time he ever saw him.

It was a Tuesday in the middle of June, the sun was already high in the sky and there was a cool breeze that flowed through the door every time it opened. Which was why he noticed when someone entered.

On that particular day, it was a quiet start and therefore, Ethan merely stood behind the counter cleaning the top as he heard the bell ringing to indicate the door opening. Looking up, he smiled ready to greet his customer when he spotted the young man. Dark blonde hair slightly scruffy, thick black rimmed glasses sitting across the bridge of his nose, a laptop bag thrown over one shoulder and a brightly coloured plaid shirt that was unbuttoned at the top. Almost immediately, there was something about him that just made him melt a little. He wondered if maybe it was just an instant infatuation caused by being without Julia - it was coming up to five years now, so that was entirely possible - but he brushed it aside and placed the cloth over his shoulder.

“Good morning.” he said with a smile, leaning on the counter as the man approached. “What can I get for ya?”

“How much sugar can you put in a coffee before it crosses a professional line?” Oh god, he was English too.

“Well, how much do you want?” Ethan asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Uh… We’ll go with four. I mean, I see you’ve got the little sachets on the tables so worst cast scenario I can OD on those.” As the man spoke, Ethan couldn’t help laughing and he nodded.

“Four sugars. Got it.” he replied. “Next question: which coffee?”

“Cappuccino please. With an extra shot of caffeine if you can spare it.”

“I’m sure I can manage that. But only for you.” Ethan accentuated his words with a wink before he moved to make the coffee. “Take a seat and I’ll bring it over to your table.”

“Oh, brilliant. Thanks.” The blond man grinned brightly and moved across the room, choosing the little booth in the corner. Once there, Ethan noticed that he pulled out his laptop and opened it up, ready to do some work. As he prepared the coffee with one hand, he tugged one of the business cards which had their wifi information on from the stand. He was going to need it. As he continued his preparations, he glanced over at the man, watching the way he pushed his glasses up his nose, crinkling his nose a little as he did. There was something so fascinating about this man and he could not help his mind wandering. There was something in the back of his mind worrying that this was too soon, that he shouldn’t think like that yet, but at the same time, he could almost hear Julia’s voice in his head telling him to not be an idiot and grasp a good thing when it literally fell right in front of him.

Placing the cup on a saucer, he lifted it in one hand with the card in the other and approached the table.

“Here you go.” he said, placing down the two items. “Be sure to let me know if you need anything else, alright?”

“Anything else?” the blond replied, looking up at him with a bright smile.

“Anything you want.”

There was a brief pause as they stared at each other, green eyes staring into blue before he spoke up once more.

“How about your name?” Ethan noticed the way the stranger’s cheeks reddened slightly when he asked the question, almost as if he was embarrassed, fearing crossing a line.

“Name’s Ethan.” he replied, confidently. “And yours? Only fair, right?”

The tension seemed to drop from the man’s shoulders and he was smiling again. “Benji.”

For months he watched, observing the way Benji would sit at the same table each time, with his laptop (every few weeks, there would be a new pop-culture sticker on the case, leaving Ethan to smile) and his glasses and his cappuccino with extra extra sugar. He was smitten, there was no denying it. And given that even Luther had seen it from his spot back in the kitchen, Ethan knew he was in trouble.

“Ethan, I swear to god, if you don’t make a move someday soon then I’m gonna kick your ass and then make your move for you.” Luther commented as Ethan walked into the kitchen one day, almost bumping into the wall as he moved with his head turned to see the way Benji was chatting with his friend.

“Shut up, man, I can’t make a move. He’s a customer.” Ethan whipped Luther’s arm with the cloth in his hand before laughing, running his hand through his hair. “Besides, he’s with that guy again. Probably his boyfriend. If he even goes that way... Oh god, what if he’s straight. I can’t handle this, falling for another straight guy.”

Luther couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking his head as he plated up the toasted sandwich that Benji had ordered. “Look, Ethan. You can’t keep hiding back here blushing like a lovestruck teenager every time he comes in. What would Julia have to say if she knew what you were doing?”

“She’d probably push to the front of the line to kick my ass before you did.” Ethan admitted, smiling at the memory of his wife. He did miss her dearly, but he also knew that she wouldn’t want him to be alone and miserable for the rest of his life.

“Go take this out, flash him your killer smile, and just see what happens. Ok?” Luther held out the two plates of food for his friend to take, raising an eyebrow as he waited.

“Alright. You’re an asshole, Luther, you know that.”

“I know. I also know you love that about me. Now get outta here.”

At the table, Benji was frantically babbling about his latest customer who kept insisting on fixing his computer himself, only to predictably bring the device into him a few days later when he realised he made it worse.

“He never listens!” Benji’s arms flailed about before his shoulders sagged, gaze narrowing when Will began to laugh. “What?”

“Oh, nothing. Just listening to you, king of not listening, complaining about this.” Will commented, sipping his coffee.

“Whaddaya mean? I listen.”

“Not to me.”

“I do too!” Benji sounded almost offended at the accusation.

“Do not.” Will childishly responded with a grin, amused by Benji’s het up attitude.

“Ok, tell me what I don’t listen to you about. I wanna know.”

“Well, for starters, you never listen to me when I keep telling you to go and ask that cute barista out.” Will motioned over his shoulder to where Ethan was moving into the kitchen, Benji’s eyes widening when he spotted the way the man nearly collided with the wall before disappearing into the kitchen.

“That... I can’t do that. He’s gorgeous. There’s no way he’s single. And if he is, knowing my luck, he’ll be straight as they come.”

“You don’t know that.” Will’s smile softened a little, wanting to see his friend happy. “Come on... Just... Ask him if he wants to go for a beer sometime. Doesn’t have to be a date, just to get to know each other.”

Benji stared longingly at the closed kitchen door, sighing as he shook his head. “I dunno, Will... I don’t know if I’m ready to face another rejection.”

“Buddy, he won’t reject you. Who would be stupid enough to do that? Hell, you already know I’d be in there if you weren’t my best friend.” The comment resulted in a small scoff from Benji, as Will opened his mouth to move on. Before he could speak, however, Ethan appeared from the kitchen with their lunch and Benji quickly sat upright and smiled at him.

“Alright, got the BLT.” Ethan placed the meal in front of Will, then turned to Benji. “And one ham and cheese toasted sandwich.”

“Thanks, Ethan.” Benji smiled up at him, meeting his gaze for what he was sure would be far too long. But he couldn’t help it, especially when the other man smiled like that at him. Will glanced awkwardly between them for a few moments, before the sound of him loudly biting into his sandwich snapped both men from their trance.

“I, uh- well, enjoy the food, guys.” Ethan nodded and then quickly rushed himself back to behind the counter. Benji watched him go, only to find Will staring at him when he turned back.

“What?”

“Go. Now. Before I throw up.”

Biting on his lower lip, Benji glanced back to where Ethan seemed to be hiding behind the coffee machine, and he finally gathered his courage and stood. “Right... Be bold, Dunn. Be bold.” Slowly, he walked up to the counter and cleared his throat to get Ethan’s attention.

“Oh, did I forget something? Shit, what was it? I’ll have Luther make i-”

“No, no... Nothing was missing. The food’s spot on. As always.” Benji chuckled, smiling as he pushed his glasses up his nose nervously.

“Oh, good. Then what can I do for you?” Ethan stepped over to lean on the counter and smiled, waiting for Benji’s answer.

“Well, I.... was wondering...” Smooth one, Benji. Just ask him for fucks sake. “I wanted to know if you’d like to go grab a beer with me sometime? I mean, you totally don’t have to, and I won’t be offended if you don’t want to, but I thought I’d-”

“I’d love to.”

“-you- really?” Benji’s voice was a little higher pitched as he asked, eyes widening as he stared at Ethan.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like to grab a beer with you sometime.”

Benji’s cheeks turned a little pink and his smile grew as he ran his hand over his hair. “I- well... ok, that’s.... good. Good, yeah.” He paused, finding himself staring at the way Ethan smiled over at him, catching himself quickly. “Good. I’ll... better go get that eaten... I think your buddy might be mad if I let his cooking go to waste.”

“Yeah. Yeah, he wouldn’t be best pleased.” Ethan replied, chuckling nervously as he watched Benji backing up.

“’Kay... I’ll uh... Yeah.” Turning around, Benji moved back to the table, leaving Ethan in awe at what had just happened.

When he cleared the table once Benji and his friend had left, Ethan found a napkin with a phone number and a little smiley face written on, leaving his heart racing.

Luther was right. He was acting like a lovestruck teenager.

[thatsthejob]

@iknxwtherisks​   ------ plotted starter. 

                LONDON. It’s been ages since his last visit, he’d realized. A pity there was no time for sight seeing, but he had plenty to enjoy just ahead of him. The kind of satisfaction vengeance brought with. Vengeance. REVENGE. Whatever you wanted to call it, it was justly deserved in his humblest opinion. After what they’d done to him ----------- hunting them seemed fair. A first stop, among many, that led him to the home of one Benji Dunn. Not his primary address, no, but this was far better a location than say, his home in DC. The further away from the IMF, the better. For now. 

Naturally, he’d observed Benji’s stay in London long enough to configure some kind of routine. Thus giving him the time he needed to set up. To INVADE the man’s personal home in the comfort of dark, and soon waiting for him at the dining table, tinkering with the agent’s gun he’d found during his rummaging. A waiting game, until finally -------- he’s returned. It begins, his BLOOD LUST. All with the flick of a switch, illuminating a stern smile.

                                                   ❝ Hello Benji. ❞

[iknxwtherisks]

~ S T A R T E R     C A L L ~

Like this post for a short starter from Benji Dunn, from the Mission Impossible franchise. If you are a multimuse, I will come to you to find out which muse you’d like to use.

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@baddecisionsandbourbon

16. Arranged Marriage AU 

He had known it was bad from the second it all started. 

His older sister, Joanna, had been paired off to the eldest son of another wealthy businessman who hoped that joining the family business with Andrew Dunn’s would allow them to form a new superpower. 

They had arranged a meal for the two families to meet, Mr & Mrs Salvatore with their sons and Mr & Mrs Dunn with their children. Benji did up his tie and pulled on his suit jacket as he heard his mother calling him down the stairs. Their guests had arrived. 

As he descended the stairs, he saw the Salvatore family entering the house and that was when he saw him. 

Damon Salvatore, eldest son and his future brother in law… And he was gorgeous. Shit…

[etxrnaleclipse]

Open: any  Connection: criminal, basically anyone who would be an enemy of IMF

“Thanks, mate. That thing was really itching my nose.” Benji glanced up to get a good look at the one who had removed the bag, eyes scanning the room in an attempt to figure out who was in charge. His tactic to keep his conversation light-hearted was mostly a facade, and while he did not expect him being chatty to go down well, it was his best defence mechanisn. “You wanna tell me why I’m here? ‘Cos I had tickets for La Traviata tonight and I really don’t want to miss it, y’know?”

[ofmusingsxandmayhem]

Open: any  Connection: close friend (x) 

“Please tell me we’re still friends.”

[etxrnaleclipse]

Open: any (m 40+ if potential ship) Connection: civilian, law enforcement, anything goes Muse: Benji Dunn. 41-47. IMF Agent.

"Hello. I really don't mean to startle you, but for a very good reason that I don't exactly have time to explain, you should really start running..."

[etxrnaleclipse]

Open: any Connection: friend, romantic partner (40+ males only), fellow IMF agent Muse: Benji Dunn. 31-46. IMF Agent. Note: Set post MI: Fallout - if you’re unfamiliar with the film let me know and i can give any info

He wasn’t aware that there was anyone else still here as he stood before the locker room mirror. His eyes hadn’t left the bruising along his throat for some time as his feet remained glued to the spot. He seemed to remember it so clearly and yet in such a fragmented way at the same time. Punches, smashing glass, blood… And the rope. All he could do was think what might have happened had Ilsa not been able to stop Lane.

As the door opened up, he quickly tugged his collar up closer in an attempt to hide the dark purple marks, and he turned around to face them.

“Hey. Sorry, I didn’t realise you were…” he trailed off, forcing a small smile before moving to grab his backpack from the bench. “Sorry. I’ll leave you to it.”

[etxrnaleclipse]

Benji Dunn

Fandom: Mission Impossible

Occupation: IMF Agent

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CANON MUSES

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Benji Dunn || IMF Agent || Mission Impossible

Carlos Reyes || APD Officer || 911 Lone Star

Ilsa Faust || MI6 Agent || Mission Impossible

Maddie Buckley [Han] || 911 Dispatcher || 911

TK Strand || EMT || 911 Lone Star

William Brandt || IMF Agent || Mission Impossible

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Permanent Starter Call

Character: Benji Dunn || BIO Occupation: IMF Agent/Tech Fandom: Mission Impossible Status: Primary