moved: cupcakesandcunning.tumblr.com

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mun talking: the muse has moved

Georgia is now over at cupcakesandcunning.tumblr.com . Same URL and tag, the only difference is that she is now a main-blog. Yay!

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mun talking: this blog has moved

Hey all. This blog has moved to cupcakesandcunning.tumblr.com (same URL and tag as always.

Feel free to unfollow this one and follow over there.

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mun talking: moved

Most of the big stuff has been moved over to the new account, woot <3

Now to get to replies and all of that jazz. 

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mun talking: moving from side- to main-blog

Hey everyone.

Tonight, I am moving Miss Georgia over to her own blog, rather than having her attached to my personal blog (I had one too many frustrations with accidentally reblogging RP stuff to the personal one) . It shouldn't take me too long, but I'll do replies and starters and a flurry of following once I get her transferred over.

The URL is gonna be the same and all that jazz.

I will let you know when this process is over. Again, it shouldn't take all too long to get this done.

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Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours

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Notice: This blog is multi-ship friendly.

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No ships interlace and it does not mean that my character is cheating unless it’s plotted out by everyone in said verse.

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+pie--winchester might need to update his tape collection

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Dean whistled, looking at her long, tan calves and thighs. “Hate you? With those legs? No way." A whisper of beer slid past his lips, but the suave was all natural Dean. “I’m Dean," he nodded, swigging back his cold bottle against the smirk just sliding on the the side of his mouth.

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Georgia spun on her stool to face him, crossing her legs at the knee. "Well then, Dean," she said, "if you are so enthralled by my legs, why don't you buy them dinner and a drink?" She reached for her Coke, smile still in place. "Oh, and I'm Georgia."

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Put a ~ and a character name in my askbox and I'll fill this out.

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big spoon/little spoon:

favorite non-sexual activity: 

who uses all the hot water: 

most trivial thing they fight over: 

who does most of the cleaning: 

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: 

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:

who steals the blankets:

who leaves their stuff around:

who remembers to buy the milk: 

who remembers anniversaries: 

who cooks normally?: 

how often do they fight?: 

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: 

nicknames for each other?: 

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: 

what would they get each other for gifts?: 

who kissed who first?:

who made the first move?: 

who remembers things?:

who started the relationship?: 

who cusses more?: 

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: 

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+hunterinprogress showed up

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Tanya relaxed just a pinch before turning to look over at the other woman, gun still raised. One round wasn’t enough to take out anything, not with her level of accuracy anyway which was very much a work in progress. Keeping her eyes on the monster she slowly sidestepped over so wasn’t directly in its’ path. 

It was hard to stay focused and talk at the same time, and the weight of the rifle didn’t really help, she already wanted to set it down. Maybe she’d have to try actually working out later if there was a later anyway.

"If you don’t mind me asking, what are we up against?" she had heard noises and come running without actually thinking it through.

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"Ghoul," she said, popping off one shot into the thing's head. One wasn't gonna do it but she wasn't a fan of finding out what was going to happen if she went back to the Jeep for a machete. Massive head trauma was going to have do the trick this time.

"So just try to make his pretty face a mess," she said, squeezing off another round. It went in somewhere to the left of where the other one had entered. She quietly thanked the powers that be for semi-automatics as once again she fired.

In some grim way, this reminded Georgia of shooting beer cans off fences with her siblings and hunting varmints on the back of the property. She'd been holding a gun longer than she could remember and in this line of work, having that little bit of red neck experience was on her side.

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Send me a ✉ for a morning after note on your pillow

Send me a ♚ for a hug.

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there's heaven, there's hell, and then there's research || +libraryofsinners

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Taking the tray, she took a moment to breath in the smell of frosting. Her stomach twisted hungrily and she was reminded not to subtly that just like she hadn’t really slept yet, she hadn’t eaten much either. Gold star for you Kari, one of these days they’d find her dead over one of her books and it wouldn’t have anything to do with the supernatural.

Chuckling she waited till the other woman was inside then balanced the tray waitress style to close and lock the door. She wasn’t much for coordination so she had it back in both hands almost immediately, this early in the morning she’d probably cry if she wasted food. Especially food she actually knew was good. 

"Not this body thank you very much. Plus I’ve worked hard for this flawless, pasty complexion. Five seconds in the sun and all that hard work just goes out the window." she grinned and then gestured down the hall toward the kitchen. “After you, excuse the mess. Had a case…you know how that is." Usually she kept her house pretty organized, made the library dewey decimal system look like a child’s invention. Unless she was in research mode, at which point books went from shelves to stacks on the floor. Not even the staircases were safe.

The kitchen was relatively clean, too clean. The type of clean that came from not being used in a long time. Setting the tray down on the counter she swiveled around “Gotta say, impeccable timing. I’m starving." 

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Georgia followed her into the kitchen, observing the chaos of books that dominated the house at the moment. "Don't worry about it, its nice to see a place that's actually lived in," she said, stepping through to the starkly clean kitchen, "this, however, is a little more what I'm used to." Georgia'd never really been a hotel person during her hunting career, she was more prone to finding an empty house and squatting for the week she was in town before hauling ass away from the place.

She hopped up on one of the counters (oh how her instructors in school would have screamed) and grinned. "Oh yeah? How long has it been since you've had an actual meal that didn't consist of take out or something like that?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. In all honesty, she was scared to look in the fridge and see what might be growing there. If the kitchen was this clean from disuse, heavens only knew what the interior of the fridge looked like at this juncture.

"Speaking of cases, I've got wind of something, not really sure what the beastie is," she said, leaning back on her hands. "We all know how likely I am to open up a book and actually look for something on my own."

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+borninthebackoftheimpala made an entrance

Sometimes, Georgia had to wing it a little bit. And oh how she hated winging anything. She'd always been the girl with the plan and the step-by-step instructions on how to do every thing.

She stood in the boxcar, looking for anything that might have summoned the monster du jour to this place. There was the slim chance that she could just obliterate a symbol and call it good. And there was a much larger one that she couldn't.

The car creaked behind her as she inspected the walls for something, anything, that would let her deal with this quickly and neatly.

"You are?" she asked, glancing over her should to make sure she wasn't dealing with her target.

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+hunterinprogress showed up

When this mess of a hunt had started, Georgia had had a plan. It was simple, it was easy, and all she had to do was sit in a tree with her rifle and wait for the big bad to come stomping on by.

Now, of course, the plan was 'what plan?' and she was once again flying by the seat of her pants with a monster on her on her tail. Less concerned with being sneaky than saving her own hide, a streamer of curses followed in her wake as she ran, heading full bore for a fence.

Height not being on her side, she scrambled onto a Dumpster before pulling herself over the fence and dropping to the other side. For one moment in this night, the monster stopped. Or, rather, was ricocheted backwards by the chain link fence.

"Nice of you to show up," she said to the figure at her side as she unslung the rifle from her back and leveled it at the monster.

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mun talking: how?

there are 25 of you? howwwww? -cuddles all-

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