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Blog Activity Update

//Hey guys! Sorry for the silence. Things are still kinda crazy and school’s now in full swing so I haven’t had a lot of time I haven’t turned on my computer in four days.

//I’ve been having a particularly rough time with some of my muses as of late due a couple different factors. It’s none of your guys’ faults! Just things ebbing with the flow of time and different people taking their own much needed breaks.

//The following blogs are going on Semi-Active for now until my muses decide to cooperate. I may still reply to threads if the mood strikes, but I am not going to accept new threads at this time.

@targetedxandxfiring

@guidance-and-trickery

@gaexdearg

//Muses aren’t dead, just napping.

//In addition, I’ll be trimming down my threads on @rubatosiis since that makes up literally 70% of my owed threads right now. As always, my active threads can be found on my thread tracker. Let me know if there’s one you definitely want to keep going! He will remain on a queue so I can focus on school.

//Thanks for understanding! Hope everyone is good!

[timidwriternoises]

set my heart on fire

[gaexdearg]

timidwriternoises:

ambimerc:

“Y-You look great, Quenny.” Yeah…great wasn’t the word she was looking for. Drop dead gorgeous is what she was looking for. Ally hardly saw Quentin in her glasses and with the outfit she was wearing….damn and she knew that Nel liked leather…it’s the entire reason why she got the leather skirt for Quentin in the first place! This was like a double whammy for her!

She may or may not be wondering if Quentin was gonna pull a ruler on her before she cleared her throat, “Ah…I think you said the reservation was at five? We should get going…” 

Wait was Ally blushing? When was the last time Quentin saw Ally blush? “Thank you, ladies~” She gave a little twirl for them before stooping so she could put on the heels. She was going to be as tall as her ladyfriends this evening. She was determined.

“Nel, you called in the reservation, right?” She straightened back up, making sure she had her balance in the slight heels. She took a few steps and kissed Ally on the cheek and grinned if only because they were the same height tonight. “Happy birthday, honey.”

Nel, having a mere inch over her two lady friends, watched the cute little display with a private grin on her face. “Yep, 5 o’clock sharp. We better get moving before they give our table away.”

She cast her gaze to Ally, smiling at how red she was getting. She hadn’t any idea what they had in store for her, did she? Well, that suited Nel just fine. After all, it was a birthday surprise for one of her favorite ladies.

Nel wrapped one arm around Quentin and the other around Ally, smiling bright. “Well, ladies, let’s hit the town. We have one special woman that needs to get her party on.” Wink wink.

[timidwriternoises]

set my heart on fire

[gaexdearg]

timidwriternoises:

@gaexdearg and @ambimerc

Yes, this was the perfect outfit for going out to dinner for Ally’s birthday. Quentin smiled as she put on the pencil skirt that Ally had gotten her - it was only fitting that the first time she wore it be for Ally’s birthday, right? She didn’t really get why it was leather of all materials, but that was beside the point. Nice underwear was put on - bought specially for this occasion. And then the skirt and nice blouse (blue, to go with her eyes) were put on. And her glasses because they were going to be reading menus…perfect.

…she looked like a fucking librarian. 

Whatever. Quentin could rock that.

She pulled her hair back and grabbed her heels. “Okay, sorry, I’m ready now!”

The plan was to go out to dinner and then have all sorts of fun. Bedroom fun.

Wait, they were both staring.

“Is this too much? Or is it too librarian? I can go change if need be…”

“N-no, it’s not too much.” It was, kind of. Less so in the style of outfit, which was plainly conservative in nature, but more in...well...there’s leather. Quentin was in a leather skirt, and she looked fantastic in it.

Nel was secretly grateful that her choice of a attire involved tape for the evening. If what Quentin was planning actually went down -- which it would, knowing Ally -- there was going to be ample teasing before they even got through with dinner.

“You look great, actually. Fantastic.” Nel made a mental note that Quentin looked damn good as a librarian and turned her attention to Ally. “What do you think, birthday girl?”

[gaexdearg]

ambimerc:

She stopped walking when Nel touched her, looking up to Nel’s direction. She wasn’t trying to take the situation lightly like she normally did. Nel was genuinely concerned for her safety…she wasn’t used to being fretted over. 

“I’ve dealt with worse, I’m fine because of you.” She reminded, reaching up to grasp the hand on her shoulder, “Please put that into perspective.” 

With Ally looking at her like that, touching her hand, it was easy enough to put it into perspective. This business was dangerous as it was, but working with a partner made it slightly less so. Nel just had to remember that it was her actions that saved her partner, and that Ally would do the same.

“Yeah...” Nel smiled, letting go of Ally’s shoulder and instead taking her hand. “Sorry, princess. I just got scared for you. Forgive me?”

[otsukaleia]

Back to square one.

[gaexdearg]

hoardseeker:

@gaexdearg

Hazel eyes dart between one post after another, gloved hand raises to her chin, cupping it as she analyzes the five. Nothing but small jobs, it seems all the big ones were taken by other adventurers. More and more parties were forming in this town, now that the red head ponders about it. It seems newbies and novices were beginning to wisen up. A bit of bad news for Myris, however but at the same time it’s good fortune.

Being without a party currently, taking on a larger task didn’t seem like a smart move. She’s a tanker, not a damage dealer. Her movements are slow, the only thing to make up for that is the fact that she plays the role of the powerhouse. “Hmm…” Myris began to take down the remaining small quests, “Might as well earn some pocket money for the day. It’ll at least cover up a few meals.”

As the Cleric folds up the sheets of paper together and tucked them away into her armor, her shoulder accidentally bumps into another. Eyes immediately look to the other, as she holds up a hand, “My bad, I didn’t even realize you were standing beside me.”

Admittedly, Nel hadn’t been paying attention either. She had been engrossed in the marks placed she had pulled down, trying to weigh the correlation between distance, difficulty, and bounty. She didn’t have anyone to go with her today -- her usual partner had been pulled away for one reason or another -- and that left her with an empty satchel and stomach to boot.

Her attention was drawn to the woman next to her, and she quickly threw a smile in place to cover the look of disdain.

“Oh, no worries. Not like I was paying attention either.”

She eyed the marks in her hand, then to her armor. Clearly she was built to take a fair beating, far more than what Nel could handle herself with her leather armor and speedy attacks. And judging by the marks in her hands, she was looking to earn some coin herself. “Are you heading out for those by yourself?”

[gaexdearg]

ambimerc:

Jeez, Nel was really determined to make her feel like shit today wasn’t she? The brunette stretched a little before walking past with a wave of hand, “No worries, I’ll give ‘em a call later. No point waking ‘em up to bad news right? It’s a tomorrow problem.” 

She stretched a little as she walked, “Hey…you hungry? My treat.” 

Nel watched her walk for a second then sighed. It really was no good to take this out on Ally. It took two of them to do this mission, and there were a lot of variables that could effect the outcome. Ally getting caught up like that was just one of many, and Nel knew she could have prevented it if she had done something different, she just didn’t know what that variable was yet.

Either way, it was shitty of her to keep being so bitter towards the other woman about it. She let her arms dropped and followed after Ally. “No, I’ll get it. You’re sure you’re not hurt?” A gentle hand fell to Ally’s shoulders, her eyes full of remorse. Ally had only been doing her job, after all...

[ambimerc]

Ally looked over her shoulder, silently nodding to know that they needed to talk more after they weren’t around the target. The man was watching Nel leave before Ally used her foot to direct his face to her, just from where he was laying he could see up her skirt, “So how about it, you gonna do this the easy way or the fun way?”

Several minutes and muffled shouts of pain later Ally walked out of the room with the target still tied up, groaning in pain and curled up in a heap. She however looked rather disgruntled.

“Got a lead, but we’ll only be able to report back to our client for tonight.” She looked over at the guy, “Loser’s just a grunt…” 

[gaexdearg]

Hearing that their first lead had fallen flat did little to lighten Nel’s mood. She shook her head, uncurling her arms from her chest as she looked to her partner. “So I take it we’re not getting paid tonight either. Figures.” What else was going to go wrong that night?

Green eyes trailed to Ally, briefly considering if said grunt was worth allowing to live, before she reminded herself that she wasn’t on a hit, but rather on an intel gathering mission. Old habits died hard, or so they say. Still she had to marvel at how close she had come to taking the guy out herself just for trying to hurt Ally.

It was just another firm reminder of why she spent so long working solo.

[gaexdearg]

A View to a Kill - Closed with AmbiMerc

[ambimerc]

Yup, that squeeze didn’t help matters she was grabbing on with a vice grip. Why the hell didn’t she let go after Ally punched her?!

“Don’t be apologizing while you’re trying to kill me! You’re not–” She grabbed the woman’s wrist before she could try to look for the knife again before using the motion of her sitting up to butt heads with the other. Hard, “Making any sense!!!” 

With that she managed to scramble from under her assailant, pulling the tie from her bathrobe since there was no point in covering up at this point. She had to stop her…fast. 

[gaexdearg]

Nel gave a pained grunt as she was forced off the woman, holding her forehead and scrambling to her feet. This was by far the most trouble she had thus far during a hit. She was already regretting taking the job, but she wasn’t going to have time to bitch and moan about it if she didn’t finish said job.

“Don’t take it personally, princess. It’s just work.” She seethed, stepping back into the screen of smoke in the hall, but not before getting a pretty good view of her target in the buff. This one was... beautiful. Curvy, sunkissed skin, full hips, long legs...

I swear to god McLain, if you get a hardon now--

Shaking off those thoughts, Nel reached for her pistol once she was hidden from view. If she could disorient the woman long enough, she could disable her somehow and then take her out. Simple, right?

Probably not.

[timidwriternoises]

Show a Little Skin

[timidwriternoises]

“I know you’ve got my back.” Her hand lingered in Nel’s for a few moments before she pulled away. She stooped down to pull out two pairs of sneakers, holding up the options to Nel.

One was pretty standard - white and black - the other pair was pretty vibrant. Pink laces even. That almost seemed like overkill. Why did she actually have that pair of shoes? Were those a gag gift from someone? Probably…

“God…I haven’t been able to eat all day, I’m gonna need that dinner.” She shook her head as she put on the more subdued pair. Quentin didn’t usually go in this deep for her informant work, but really…she had two of the best looking out for her.

She stood back up, all ready now. “I think I’m set…”

[gaexdearg]

A reassuring smile was offered, and Nel went about checking her equipment as she traversed the short expanse to the door. “I’ll drop you off a couple blocks away from where that greazy bastard likes to hang out, so you’ll have to walk.”

Again thing she’d rather not do; leaving Quentin dressed like that out in the open with the express purpose of attracting someone gross. But part of working in this business was trusting your partner, and that meant trusting Quentin not to do something to get hurt.

Checking her rifle, Nel turned to face the younger woman. “I’ll be set up at the marker at 9:13 sharp. Don’t approach the guy until then, okay?”

[gaexdearg]

A View to a Kill - Closed with AmbiMerc

[ambimerc]

Good, she was able to disarm the other– But that thought was completely derailed as the intruder was now getting a nice handful of her breast. Of course they were sensitive to touch, especially an unexpected one as she let out a strangled cry. She wasn’t flustered about her nudity, that was the least of her problems. 

“что ебать?!” She didn’t think about the consequences as she swung with her right fist at the assassin’s face. 

[gaexdearg]

In spite of the circumstances, Nel began to apologize. “I’m s--!” but it was immediately cut off by the punch. It connected hard enough to nearly knock her off her target. Almost. Instead it merely caused her head to knock back with a loud curse.

“Mac soith!” She seethed, letting go of Ally’s wrist so she could seek out the knife again. Best to get this over with and get out while she still could.

But she didn’t let go of her chest, and actually squeezed a little... Unconsciously, of course.

[gaexdearg]

A View to a Kill - Closed with AmbiMerc

[ambimerc]

Ally knew the place like the back of her hand, the adrenaline was kicking her into gear, not caring that her robe was starting to get unraveled from her movements. 

She risked taking a glance behind her and immediately regretted it, whipping around to brace herself as she grabbed the red head’s wrist before it attempted to make impact. Whoever this bitch was she was strong. She couldn’t hold back the blade far enough since it cut right at her cheek.

The brunette fought back, trying to disarm the other before the blade did any further damage, it was a battle of strength at this point. 

[gaexdearg]

The blade slipped just enough for her target to get it free of her hand, and Nel cursed in Gaelic as she fought back against the woman. She quickly twist her arm, repositioning her grip so she could grab ahold of the other’s wrists instead. Right hand to left wrist, left hand to...

She missed entirely and if she were in the right mind she would have blamed the smokescreen, but instead of grabbing the woman’s flailing arm, Nel’s hand settled onto a soft, yet firm breast.

A bare breast.

Nel found herself straddling the waist of a nearly nude woman in a smoke-filled room, one hand pinning her wrist to the floor, the other grabbing a boob. It was this that caused Nel to freeze in place, staring the woman down with wide eyes.

[ambimerc]

“Great…not only is it a suitor but it’s politics. Couldn’t it at least be one of the guys that can keep a conversation?” She immediately sunk into the water to wash her hair. It was tempting to drown herself at the idea that she was gonna have to spend her entire afternoon with his man. This was so aggravating.

She returned to the surface, her brown fluffy hair now flattened against her shoulders, neck and face, “Ugh….can you just tell the matron that I slipped and fell or something?” She gave the knight a pleading look, she knew the knight didn’t want to spend her entire afternoon with this guy either. 

[gaexdearg]

“You used that excuse three weeks ago when Sir Spada came to pay you a visit.” Nel countered with a shake of her head. She stepped away from her post at the entry to grab a towel and a hairbrush. Something told her she’d need to give Ally some girl time if she was going to make it through the afternoon without attempting to fake her death.

Sitting at the edge of the tub, she held the towel in her lap as she, again, faced away from the young princess. “Really, it’s not so bad. He’s a fine fellow, if not a little dense. Better than the duke.”

[gaexdearg]

Tagged by: @ambimerc

Tagging: anyone who had to be an adult today

Asked someone to marry you? Innocent

Kissed one of your friends? Guilty

Danced on a table in a bar/tavern? Guilty

Ever told a lie? Guilty


Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? Guilty

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty

Kissed a picture? Innocent


Slept in until 5pm? Innocent

Fallen asleep at work/school? Innocent

Held a snake? Guilty


Been suspended from school? Guilty

Worked at a fast food chain/restaurant? Guilty

Stolen something? Guilty


Been fired from a job? Innocent

Done something you regret? Guity

Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? Innocent

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Guilty

Kissed in the rain? Guilty

Sat on a roof top? Guilty


Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Guilty

Sang in the shower? Guilty

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Guilty


Shaved your head? Innocent


Slept naked? Guilty


Had a boxing membership? Guilty, and proud

Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Guilty


Been in a band? Innocent

Shot a gun? So guilty it hurts


Donated blood? Innocent


Eaten alligator meat? Guilty

Eaten cheesecake? Guilty


Still loved someone you shouldn’t? Guilty


Have/had a tattoo? Guilty


Liked someone, but will never tell who? Guilty

Been too honest? Guilty

Ruined a surprise? Guilty


Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can’t walk after? Innocent

Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty


Dressed in a man’s clothes? Guilty


Joined a pageant? Innocent


Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty

Still have communication w/ your ex? Guilty

Cheated on someone? Guilty


Got totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning? Guilty


A total stranger treated you by paying your fare? Guilty


Got so angry that you cried? Guilty


Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? Guilty.

Thoughts about suicide? Guilty


Thoughts about murder? Guilty


How about Mass Murder? Massively guilty

Rode in a stranger’s vehicle? Guilty.

Stalked someone? Guilty, it’s her job


Had a girlfriend/boyfriend? Guilty.

Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? Guilty

[klimtsonianunofficial]

[klimtsonianunofficial]

imagine your otp

[gaexdearg]

“ALLY NO!”

[gaexdearg]

A View to a Kill - Closed with AmbiMerc

[ambimerc]

She felt the color drain from her face as she saw how quickly the book was shot through. The hell did she do to get an S rank sniper up her ass anyway?! With there being another pause she scrambled further and further from the window in fear of being in plain sight.

Ally caught sight of something flying into the room. Her eyes zoned into it as it bounced on the floor– A grenade?! No…a smoke screen…

Was this crazy ass going in her home!?

Using the smoke screen to her advantage as well she moved to escape from the living room into the hallway, trying to move quickly and quietly. She didn’t stop when she heard the weight of someone’s body land on the hardwood floor in the living room, going into the next room over. 

[gaexdearg]

Nel landed as delicately as she could on the wooden floor, keeping completely still as she tried to detect where her target had ended up. With her scarf pulled over her mouth she wasn’t bothered by the smoke, but she knew her target likely was.

There was a soft noise, barely audible, to her left. Making a run for it... Couldn’t have that, not after she had witnessed the attempt. Nel rushed after her, grabbing a knife from her boot as she entered the room. The smoke hadn’t filled this one entirely, so she could just barely make out the silhouette of a woman not far from the entry.

She didn’t hesitate. Nel leaped for the silhouette, ready to pin her down and take her out.

[ambimerc]

“And that’s bad how?” She chuckled lightly, as she approached the private bath that was already being prepared by the handmaids. She silently motioned them away before stepping in, yelping a little at the temperature of the water. She supposed at one point it was hot, but much to her dismay it was luke warm. Well, saves her from basking in it. 

She sank in the water briefly before rising up, the suds that were in the bath were already clinging to her skin.

“So…I’m sure you already know who’s supposed to be coming by, don’t you Nellie…?” She asked leaning on the edge of the bath to soak. 

[gaexdearg]

Nel stood at the entry of the bath, though kept her gaze politely averted as her charge soaked. It was strange to most why she did this when the handmaidens didn’t bother. Nel was supposed to be the princess’s closest confidante, right?

“Sir Flynn is coming by today, at behest of the duke.” It wasn’t the first time the poor sod had been sent their way either. It would seem whenever anyone from that kingdom needed to do conduct some sort of diplomacy with their kingdom they’d rarely show up themselves, and instead send one of their favored knights. It just so happened that this knight was favored enough to earn him a possible arranged marriage.

Too bad Ally wasn’t on board with that, and neither was said knight.

[gaexdearg]

A View to a Kill - Closed with AmbiMerc

[ambimerc]

Ally could hear the remains of the bay window glass clatter and land in a piled mess. She only had mere seconds to collect herself as she watched her cat scurry off to god knows where. Probably somewhere hell of a lot safer.

With there only being one shot, she knew she was dealing with an assassin, she could smell the after burn of the bullet hitting where she was sitting, had she not ducked in time…

The brunette shook her head as she wiggled her body across the floor frantically. There was too long of a pause, they had to have been reloading. She didn’t know what kind of bullet it was, but from how it sounded when it hit the window…it was meant to get the job done no matter what the distance.

She was as far away from the window as she could be, hopefully she moved fast enough that the sniper didn’t see where she went. Since the path she took lead to the book shelf, she hastily grabbed one of the books before tossing it in the direction of the window, seeing if the other would fall for the movement.

[gaexdearg]

The bait was taken, a bullet piercing the book in midair. A skilled shot from a skilled sniper, someone that came with a rather high rate for her work. But it seemed that her target was giving her a run for her money, and not in the manner she’d consider fun.

Damn it... If she bolts, I’ll have to chase her down. And that bathrobe would attract too much attention.

Nel scowled, cursing in her native tongue. Shouldering the rifle for the time being, she reached for a canister at her belt. If she couldn’t get a clear shot, then she needed to take care of her in a more personal manner. The tab was pulled with teeth, and the canister chucked inside the broken window. As soon as it clinked against the floor it began to billow smoke. Not enough to choke, but enough to obscure her entrance.

With the white fog rapidly filling the room, Nel quickly took stock of her surroundings, before grasping the hookshot from her belt and flinging it towards the drainpipe above the window. There was no hesitance, just a leap of faith that sent her through the broken glass and into the hazy room.