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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Mar 18, 2018 15:42:30 GMT
 Starlight New Year And bump and grind, they did. Oliver was a pretty good mover, and Liv's hips swayed to the rhythm as she allowed herself to have a little fun with the youngest Devereaux brother. She might have had ulterior motives of helping him get closer to a hot blonde he'd been oogling, but she could definitely enjoy his hands at her waist as they moved together. He was gorgeous, if he hadn't been interested in someone else she'd have flirted with him, but she'd rather play matchmaker. There was nothing like seeing two people hitting it off when she'd been the one to introduce them or encourage it, it was fun, and she also got to know the details. Gossip about people's love lives wasn't something to turn your nose up at. She didn't really know Oliver well enough to deserve that kind of information about his world, though, so she'd settle for just giving him a nudge in the right direction. Or being his wing woman, as he called it. Grinning her dazzling grin, she rested her hands on his shoulders as the song changed to a slower tempo, impressed that his hands were in a respectable spot on her back, and not headed south for a feel. She'd find someone to head south with later tonight, but for now, she was happy to be right where she was. "Wing woman. Matchmaker. I'm your gal," she replied happily, trying to give Ollie her full attention but failing to stop herself from peering over his shoulder at Dora and Kit. "I think Dora has a teeny thing for your brother," she laughed, gently steering herself and Oliver in the direction of the mystery blonde as she talked. They were only a few feet away now, and her green eyes found his. "Thanks for the dance, Devereaux," she said with a wink, her hands moving down to the tops of his arms. Without warning, she spun him around so he was facing the table the blonde was wiggling her cute butt at, and gave him a shove hard enough to make him knock into her. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she declared loudly. "I'm so clumsy! I'm just gonna... go..." She bit her lip to hide a devilish grin, and left Ollie to his fate with the hot chick, weaving her way through the crowds where she would undoubtedly either find someone else she knew, or find a complete stranger to get to know better for the night. Livvi never had trouble surviving at social gatherings. _______________________ tag: Echo Arista Everwood, @oli , Euphadora Rose Parkinson , Christopher Erebus Devereaux and everyone! notes: Livvi signing out for the night! <3 outfit: Silver stunner![googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Echo Arista Everwood on Mar 18, 2018 15:57:42 GMT
 Starlight New Year "You can't just leave us to go and flirt with some random at the bar!" Aeon huffed at Nova as the middle sister gave eyes to some guy she'd spotted at the bar. He was about a foot taller than her - not an unusual thing, since Nova was tiny - and very handsome, Echo had to admit. Green eyes, dark golden hair, tanned, just lovely. In fact, with Nova's own green eyes and blonde hair, they'd make a pretty stunning couple. Not that Echo was marrying her sister off to a complete stranger in her head. She totally was. Aeon totally wasn't. She was annoyed that Nova wanted to break from the group already. It was still early, there was no need to go running off with the first guy you laid eyes on, according to the eldest Everwood, and Echo had to agree. She felt bad, though. Holding her sisters back wasn't something she liked to do, if they wanted to do something, then Echo believed that they should do just that. Unless either of them was planning on becoming a Death Eater. There were some things off limits. Hitting on a hot guy wasn't such a crime, though. Not in Echo's eyes. "Aeon, let her go, we'll be fine," she piped up with a shrug. She was happy to spend the night just with Aeon if Nova wanted to go her own way. Her drink was half empty by now, and Echo was really getting into the swing of things, looking forward to getting on the dance floor and having more drinks and just being completely carefree for the night. She didn't expect to be crashed into from behind, not until much later when everyone was blind drunk and couldn't stand up straight. So she was surprised at the bump, and spun, mouth hanging open in protest, and then hanging open even more in shock at who it was who had bumped into her. Oliver Devereaux. Drop dead gorgeous older brother of her friend Roma. Drop dead gorgeous or not, it didn't stop Echo from being happy to see him, though she did give a rather bewildered look at the tall blonde girl apologising behind him. Had she knocked him into Echo? Possibly. Echo didn't really care, she was just happy to see Ollie, and she didn't hesitate to reach up and wrap him in a hug. "Careful who you're bumping into, Ollie-O," she greeted with a grin, feeling the eyes of her sisters on her as she hugged a hottie right in front of them. She released him and pretended her sisters weren't there, eyes locked on Ollie's face. Her sisters would not get the opportunity to embarrass her right now. She'd disown them before she'd give them the chance to even speak to Ollie. _______________________ tag: @oli and everyone! notes: Heeheeee! <3 outfit: Bombshell.[googlefont="Over the Rainbow"] |
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| O llie felt bad leaving his brother behind at the table, not having much choice in the matter as he was dragged away. He managed to pick up his brother’s silent murmur and he tossed his head back over his shoulder to give him a matching look that read, ‘my hands are tied, sorry!’ He had hoped Dora would be gentle with Kit, would hate to see his brother get bothered and leave in a hurry. Soon enough, Liv soft features blocked his view of the pair still at the table. He simply wished his brother the best of luck as he focused on the beauty that offered her aid in helping him out tonight. He simply chuckled as they danced. Thankful that he watched his parents dance in the living room on the good nights his mother was his mother. He learned most of his moves from watching his father, the man always looked smooth in whatever he was doing, even making washing dishes look cool. It honestly was not fair. "Wing woman. Matchmaker. I'm your gal,"He chuckled again as he held her close as the song slowed. “ What do I owe you for helping a lonely fool?” he teased, noticing that she began to take the lead in the dance. He did not fight, allowing her to move their direction. When her eyes seemed fixed on something behind him, another smirk pulled at his lips. “ Oh yes, just a teeny thing” he brought up his hand from her lower back to hold up his hand, spacing his thumb and index finger show case the teeny crush. “ Playing matchmaker indeed” he added, taking a quick peek over his shoulder to see the pair at the table still. "Thanks for the dance, Devereaux,"His attention was still on his brother and Dora when she pulled away and grabbed his arm, giving him a spin now. What came next he did not see coming. His petite dance partner giving him a hard shove to cause him to stumble forward towards Echo. He could have caught himself to avoid crashing into the girl but he honestly did not want to….Liv had her heart set on this. Yes…for Liv. His torso pressing up against the back of Echo, his hands catching the edge of the table, causing it to shake as it absorbed most of the impact. Thankfully it didn’t sound like anything got knocked over. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so clumsy! I'm just gonna... go..."His dark eyes flashing to Liv as she disappeared in the crowd. He did not have time to thing as Echo spun around between his arms, facing him with an expression that changed when she noticed it was him. That was good right? He gave her a bashful smile, his hands still trapping her between the table and him. Her own now wrapping around his neck, pulling him into a hug. His hands finally moving to wrap her into a tight hug, holding her for a long moment until he noticed the stares he was getting by her sisters. "Careful who you're bumping into, Ollie-O,"”Right, sorry… I have no clue what happened” He released her from his hold, stepping back to give the girl some much needed room. He thought Kit’s stare was intense….the two at her table made him feel like he was under a microscope. “ I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked, his hands sliding up her bare arms while looking her over, noting that she looked great in this dress. [Notes: xD this is great] |
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Post by Echo Arista Everwood on Mar 25, 2018 11:22:12 GMT
Starlight New Year Ollie was talking, something about an apology for bumping into her but Echo could only concentrate on the fact that he had his arms either side of her, effectively pinning her against the table. She could have happily stayed there all night, but it wasn't something she was supposed to be enjoying. He was older than her. Only by a few years, but she was still at Hogwarts, and he was out there playing at being a grown up. She really didn't want to be fancying the pants off of someone that she probably wouldn't get to see for another six months until she graduated. That was just asking for torture. Imagine all those nights in her dorm, daydreaming about him while he was out there living it up with other girls. That wasn't a fun prospect at all, not that that was what she would do, she had more self control than to let daydreams rule her life. Echo had her feet firmly on the ground, she wouldn't be swooning, she would be working her cute little arse off to get the best grades she could manage, and get herself an audition for the professional Quidditch teams in the summer. Whether she had her feet on the ground or not, she could enjoy tonight and be carefree, and she was disappointed when he released her from her little cage. The distance didn't last long though, as his expression turned to one of concern, his hands running along her arms and making her skin tingle as he asked if he'd hurt her. "No," she breathed, unable to keep the slightly dazzled smile from her face. "I'm fine." She was better than fine, she was wonderful. A throat being cleared loudly behind her made her glance over her shoulder. Aeon was the throat clearer, Nova beside her with a wicked smirk on her face. Crap. "Err, this is Ollie," she said quickly. "Ollie, these are my sisters." Her words were actually much quicker than quick, and she gulped down the last of her drink and looped her arm through Ollie's before either he or her sisters could speak a word. "I need a new drink. Keep me company?" she asked, aware of her sisters waving, slightly stunned, as she gently tugged Ollie in the direction of the bar, her feet a tiny bit steadier on her heels than they had been when she'd first arrived. _______________________ tag: @oli and everyone! notes: Poor Ollie is spending his night being dragged about by bossy blondes! X'D <3 outfit: Bombshell.[googlefont="Over the Rainbow"] |
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Post by Euphadora Rose Parkinson on Mar 26, 2018 6:40:58 GMT
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”Maybe just one dance...” That was all Dora needed and more than she would have ever imagined actually possible. Sure, she had made a silly wager with Liv that she’d get Kit on the dance floor before the night was through, but she wasn’t really sure it would happen. Especially not with so little pushing, but it was better this way. Dora fancied Kit but she knew if she pushed him too much about anything he would shut down, and half the time he just walked away from her if she couldn’t control her flirting. It wasn’t her fault! She was a naturally flirty witch. Merlin blessed her with only a few talents but catching the eye of a wizard was certainly one of her more regularly used ones. Try as she might, she had yet to get Kit to return her flirty banter, but perhaps tonight was the night. He was drinking, smiling, out in a highly social setting – which was huge in and of itself, and now he was allowing Dora to easily drag him out onto the dance floor amid the shimmying and swaying bodies of some of the sexiest wizards and witches in London.
Dora, while rather selfish at times, did try to be a good friend to the people she cared about, and knowing Kit would be uncomfortable dancing in front of people, she pulled him to the center of the dance floor. Her thinking was that their dancing would be obscured by everyone else who was dancing around them, so the onlookers standing about at the edges of the club wouldn’t be staring, thus less chance that Kit would meet their eye and leave her alone mid-song when he became embarrassed or whatever emotion it was that made him close himself up like he did. The song had a nice beat and it was easy for Dora’s body to move with the music, the sequins of her dress catching the light and making her look like a skinny disco ball as she pressed her backside up against Kit and closed her eyes, letting the music take her.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Apr 3, 2018 16:40:35 GMT
 Starlight New Year Whatever demonic force was leading him down a dark path tonight, Kit cursed it. He cursed it as he heard himself utter the words "maybe just one dance", and he cursed it as he allowed Dora to pull him right into the middle of the dance floor. He cursed it as bodies bumped around his, and he cursed the most when Dora turned her back on him and pressed her wiggling bum up against him. Kit swallowed. This was probably the part where he was supposed to start moving, but he couldn't. Dora was already lost to the music, and with her back to him, she couldn't see his eyes burning through the skulls of the people around them, she couldn't see the panic in the set of his jaw, and she couldn't see the sweat starting to gather on his forehead. He blew out a harsh breath and shook out his hands. He could do this. He could survive one dance. Nobody was even looking at him anyway, and anyone who did look their way would likely be distracted by Dora's glittering dress. He could do this. His head began to bop gently to the beat as his eyes still nervously took in the dancing people surrounding them. Nobody looked his way. Kit's foot began to tap. Still, nobody even spared him a glance. Knees now giving a slight bob up and down, he tried to focus on the sequins on Dora's outfit instead of his gyrating neighbours, and after a minute of incredibly tame bopping, he felt his jaw unclench, his heart rate steady, and his hands relax - when had he balled them into fists? - as he tried to fall into some kind of synchronicity with his dance partner. It didn't help that he was a whole foot taller than her, if not more. There were so many factors that made this whole experience horrendously awkward for him, but in the name of being a good friend, he sucked it up and carried on bopping behind the happy pixie that was Dora Parkinson. It was nice to see her happy. It was nice to be the reason she was happy. Still, he prayed to any and all higher beings that the next song would be a slow one. He'd cope much better with a slow dance. _______________________ tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson and everyone! notes: Outfit <3 [googlefont="Rock Salt"] |
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Post by Finley Charles Avery on Apr 3, 2018 17:08:09 GMT
 Starlight New Year Ten seconds to midnight...There was a buzz running through Fin's veins, but it wasn't enough to render him incapable of keeping track of what was going on in his club. It was just nice enough to make him feel like he'd enjoyed the night himself, rather than giving up his own fun for the sake of everyone else's. He could play the role of the sensible club owner, but he was selfish at heart, he needed to have his own fun, too. The evening had been a success, nobody had died so far, anyone looking to cause trouble had been removed from the premises and everybody seemed to be having a fucking fantastic time. It was a roaring success, and Fin was proud as punch. The only thing he hadn't managed to do was find a girl to hook up with at the end of the night. He wasn't short of offers, but the women that had been flirting with him tonight didn't take his fancy, they were all too fake, too desperate to get into his Gringott's account more than his pants. He was no fool, he'd rather kiss a random in the crowd than give any of those shallow women the pleasure at midnight. Part of him wondered where Dora was, since he knew she wouldn't mind ringing the new year in with him, or ringing any night in with him for that matter, but he'd seen her dancing a hole in the floor earlier with her Auror friend, so he supposed she was busy with him. Fin had spent a bit of time with Livvi until she'd hit it off with some cute girl and her boyfriend and disappeared into a back room with them and their friends. He supposed it was just him and a crowd full of strangers, then. The whole room seemed to spin into slow motion as the crowd around him all began to shout. The countdown had begun. "TEN!"Fin wove between a group of friends sloshing their drinks all over the place at the bar. "NINE!"He pulled his tie loose, the heat and adrenaline getting to him. "EIGHT!"His shoes stuck a little on the wet floor as he moved, though he kept his balance and carried on. "SEVEN!"Sapphire eyes scanned the crowd. "SIX!"The back of a thuggish seventeen year old came into view. "FIVE!"Eyes of women locked onto him as he squeezed past. "FOUR!"A head of luscious red hair lit up in the crystal lights. "THREE!"There she was. "TWO!"The thug was ripped backwards out of the way by strong hands. "ONE!"Fin's eyes locked with Jovi's as the diamond clock at the head of the room began to chime, and without hesitation, his lips were on hers, one hand burying itself into her hair, the other at the small of her back, pulling her close to him. _______________________ tag: Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle and everyone! notes: <3 outfit: Handsome as Hell [googlefont="Allura"] |
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Post by Jovian Isobel Corrine Rowle on Apr 4, 2018 6:25:31 GMT
Jovi parted ways with Fin a while back and joined her friends. There were plenty of questions from them all, wanting to know all about the hot guy she'd been seen dancing with that had practically told Tom to fuck off! Once they found out he was the owner they were instantly smitten, a few of the girls breaking away to stalk Fin for the night, no doubt hoping for a midnight snog with the most handsome guy in the club. Jovi wasn't bothered, they were young. Fin, she figured, wouldn't waste his time with girls still in school. He actually seemed decent and had taste. Her probably had some kinky fantasies about school girl uniforms and whatever else but it wasn't like he'd want actual school girls, most of them were immature as hell. She wasn't, but that was because she was smarter than the rest.
The night was fun. Tom apologised and made it up to her ten fold through the night. They danced and got on with one another like there had been nothing at all the matter in the first place. Jovi kept him on a short leash for the rest of the night, keeping him close but so people could see the two of them together. She didn't know why, she just enjoyed being that little bit possessive of him and in fairness he seemed to be doing the same with her. Eventually it was time to count down to the new year. She stood next to him, counting down along with the rest of the crowd. She'd finished her drinks and intended on going to the bar with Tom after the count down and a decent midnight snog but her plans were changed by circumstance she'd not foreseen but that she wasn't disapproving of in the slightest.
Her eyes locked on to Fin's as Tom stood over his shoulder, having stumbled back a few paces. Without hesitation Fin moved in towards her, grabbing her and kissing her all in one move. Her arms came up over his shoulders and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, pressing her body in against his, as he pulled her close, hoping to feel some kind of reaction. Any other guy and she would have shoved him in the throat but because it was Fin she kissed him back, moaning softly as her eyes fluttering closed, not giving a single care about her boyfriend that he had been expecting a kiss with her to bring in the New Year. Jovi thought it was all absolutely perfect, Fin was most definitely the man she'd rather be kissing and once she was graduated from school holy hell and all that was magical, he'd better watch out. She was coming for him and she wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. If he had a girlfriend by then, who gave a damn? She was going to date this ridiculous son of a bitch if it was the last thing she ever did.
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Post by Euphadora Rose Parkinson on Apr 9, 2018 3:56:52 GMT
She was a little bit ruined a beautiful disaster but she was magic It was a New Years Eve miracle that Dora had gotten Kit out on the dance floor at all, let alone for several songs. As expected, the center of the dance floor was the best place to not feel as though he was being watched because everyone around them was too preoccupied by their own partners and their own dance moves to worry about what some hot young couple were up to. Dora twirled and shimmied and pressed herself up against Kit under the guise of trying to speak to him over the roar of the crowded nightclub. Dora sweetly suggesting they get something to drink so Kit wouldn’t have to dance to another song, at least not straight away. She was hooked on him now. Who knew he was such a marvelous dancer?! It should have been obvious from that sexy lean but muscular body of his but she had never before witnessed Kit dancing so how was she to have known? *** She was having a fabulous time. Fin always threw the best parties, so it was no wonder this evening was such a success. Dora had lost track of Fin hours ago but Kit was keeping her company and she was being on her very best behavior; dancing at – and once on top of – the table while they watched the other party goers flirt and fondle each other on the dance floor. She was ordering drinks two at a time and whenever Kit didn’t partake she would pout, and if that still didn’t work she would drink his for him. By the time the countdown to midnight started, Dora was feeling very good about herself. She was ridiculously attractive, obviously the most gorgeous witch in the place, and she was teetering on her impressively high heels from all the booze which only aided in building up her self esteem in that moment. Ten. Nine. Eight. Dora stood beside Kit, resting her head on his shoulder as she shouted the numbers along with the rest of the club, tilting her face down so she wasn’t shouting straight in his ear. Six. Five. Four. She downed another shot and placed the glass clumsily on the table in front of them. Two. One. Cheers rang out across the nightclub as 1979 chimed into existence and Dora turned herself in towards her friend. Running her hands through his dark hair, she pressed her lips to his. It was midnight on New Years after all, a kiss was expected and practically mandatory. Running her tongue over his lower lip, she pulled away and grinned at the no doubt startled Auror. “Happy New Year Kitten.”
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on May 15, 2018 9:59:53 GMT
Starlight New Year The night had somehow turned into a blur. One drink had become five, and before Kit knew it he was definitely on the drunk scale. He had no idea where on the scale because he wasn't that familiar with his drunken self, but he was smiling, and the dancing had become kind of fun, and he no longer worried what anyone thought of him. It was great. It was surprisingly freeing, and though he had no intentions to repeat the night any time soon, he was glad that he was here for the moment, and he was glad that his brother was having a good time, though he had lost sight of Ollie a while ago. Dora had given him plenty of distraction in the form of flinging herself all over him on the dancefloor, and though he had started off just dealing with it, he had at some point began to join in and his hands had roamed a fair bit, never in any outrageous places, but he now knew every curve on her hips and back, her shoulders, and just how much - it really wasn't much at all given his strength and her tiny stature - pressure it took to spin her, dip her, and pull her in close. It was fun. It was fun, and the lights made him dizzy. By the time midnight was approaching, they had stopped for a rest, drinks in hand - how many was this now? - and his arm was draped around her, her head resting on him as they shouted out the countdown with the rest of the crowd. He hadn't even given a thought to what would happen when they reached one, but as he shouted it, everyone around them began to lock lips, and Kit blinked. Oh, yeah. That bit. He barely had time to register Dora's hand in his hair before she was kissing him, and he returned it in a bit of a daze, golden eyes pulling her pretty face into focus as she pulled away, her tongue running over his lips and making him smile. Well, if he were to have a midnight kiss, that little thing would not be it. It had been a while since he'd dated anyone, and though he didn't want to date Dora - Merlin forbid! - here she was in the moment. He bit his lip, the taste of her still there, strong to his vampiric senses, though they were blurred slightly by the alcohol. "Happy New Year," he grinned, his arms firm around her waist as he pulled her in for another kiss, one hand sliding south to grip her arse and lift her off her feet. He would really regret this in the morning. And probably every day for the rest of his life. She would never let him forget it, but for now, drunken Kit kissed her with a fire she had probably never expected from him, his thoughts miles away from the consequences. So much for having one drink and leaving. _______________________ tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson and everyone! notes: Outfit <3 [googlefont="Rock Salt"] |
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