The Legacy Of A Spy

Kaley Monique Bond James Bond OC Roleplay set in the Craig Movie Era { About | Rules } tracking: spieslegacy mun: 25+ | muse: 18+ activity level: low-medium mun timezone: GMT / GMT+1 follow back: skyfallxnrp

[jxmesbond]

Hi everyone and Happy New Year!

This is just a post to say I will be active again soon - I’m just in the process of putting all my muses on a multimuse due to RL time constraints, which means it’s easier to have everyone together on the same blog - both canon and original muses from all the fandoms i’m delving into rp wise. Follows will begin when I’ve finished setting (mostly) everything up - I’m leaving specific verse creation until last; I’m working on building the muses and creating their Headcanons so there will be some things still listed as WIP when I begin interactions.

Thankyou again for your patience 🙈 it’s been an interesting Christmas as I tested positive for you know what on Christmas Eve so today is my last day of isolation (great start to the new year). I’m only just catching up on things after last week being a semi-blur so apologies for disappearing longer than planned.

[magicaemaxima]

                                               bond sisters - kaley & mathilde

@spieslegacy

[spieslegacy]

Hi everyone sorry for not being around - it’s been a bit of a week so there hasn’t been time to get near a laptop/app for a length of time to properly come on here for any activity.

It’s back to work tomorrow after two weeks off and as it’s retail it’s going to be even crazier this week as it’s going to be Black Friday 🙈 so I don’t know if I’ll have a chance to be on anywhere.

Thanks to everyone who has followed/interacted so far with my OC bb. It means a lot and I can’t wait to be back online (that’s longer than 5mins) to be able to dive into interactions and plotting.

Activity level is moving to Low for a few weeks to be on the safe side. I am on discord if you’d like to find me when I’m not here.

Peace 💙

[cheenault]

no time to die

[theflowersmusings]

                                                     you were made to kill                                                      so start playing your fucking part.

[rpmusings-galore]

                                          I know my 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇                                    like I know my own mind

        You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

                                         I love my 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇                               more than anything in this life

     I will choose her happiness over mine 

                                                EVERY TIME

[brittrobdaily]

[kingsmemes]

𝑹𝑷 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 :    ways to react to an injury. pt. 1  * change pronouns as needed. [ my / your ] is dependent on the receiver.

WORRIED. 

‘ how did they find your weakness? ’

‘ don’t leave me, please. ’

‘ i still need you. ’

‘ that’s a lot of blood. ’

‘ oh my god! are you okay? ’

‘ here, let me help you. ’

‘ try not to move. ’

‘ no, no, no, no. ’

‘ it’s not supposed to end this way. ’ 

‘ this can’t be happening. ’

ANGRY. 

‘ i told you not to go in alone! ’

‘ you idiot. ’

‘ you were given very clear instructions not to go and do exactly what you did. ’

‘ damnit, stay here. ’

‘ you need to leave! ’

‘ i can handle this on my own. ’

‘ i don’t need your help! ’

‘ keep your fucking eyes open. ’

‘ we don’t have time for this. ’

‘ patch yourself up. ’

PLEASED. 

‘ ha! you’re going down that easily? ’

‘ i thought you’d have more fight in you. ’

‘ i can’t believe i actually landed that hit! ’

‘ don’t tell me you’re giving up already. ’

‘ i don’t often like to get my hands dirty… but seeing you like this makes it worth it. ’

‘ this is revenge. ’

‘ bleed for me. you owe me that. ’

‘ i’ve been waiting for years just to see you fall. ’

‘ finally. it’s MY turn to watch you ache. ’

‘ i would say this is the end of us, but this is just the end of you. ’

NON-VERBAL.

‘ PATCH. ‘  - [ my / your ] muse starts to heal / bandage [ mine / yours. ]

‘ RUN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse runs to [ mine / yours. ]

‘ STOP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse stops dead in their tracks. 

‘ DOWN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse falls to the ground. 

‘ ASLEEP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse sits with [ mine / yours ] while they rest.

‘ WAKE UP. ’ - [ my / your ] muse shakes [ mine / yours ] awake. 

‘ HAND. ’ - [ my / your ] muse clasps a hand over [ mine / yours ] to keep from screaming.

‘ KISS. ’ - [ my / your ] muse grabs [ mine / yours ] and kisses them. 

‘ DIG IN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse goes in for another hit / stab. 

‘ GRIN. ’ - [ my / your ] muse grins at [ my / your ] muses injury.

[brittrobertsons]

[cheenault]

[skyfallxn]

Had a great evening seeing The Lion King Musical at London’s Lyceum Theatre. It was a magical experience and I’d highly recommend it to anyone 🦁

[moldmoldfoldfold-deactivated202]

we could’ve had it all with retired-double-o malewife james bond

[brittrobertsonnews-deactivated2]

[spieslegacy]

“So what do you think I should put down as my current occupation?” Kaley asked, reading over the form in front of her. “I mean - I can’t exactly say I track down temporal anomalies that spit out dinosaurs from time to time.”

[torchwoodreadyforanything]

“Depends where you applying to.” If Kaley had been applying for Torchwood then Jack would not have  blinked if he had read  that., given that was basically all Torchwood did, more or less  maybe not so much dinosaurs, but a lot of unsavoury things came through the rift.

[spieslegacy]

Kaley opened and closed her mouth before admitting sheepishly. “Don’t laugh but - I was thinking of taking the MI6 entrance evals. You know, just to see if I could pass.”

She shrugged her shoulders in a moment of self consciousness, as she looked up from the paper to Ana. “Sounds silly huh?”

[daphneg121]

[jackharkness]

The job’s done. And the bitch is dead. CASINO ROYALE (2006) | dir. Martin Campbell

[spieslegacy]

@jxmesbond sent :: “ i don’t know if i can protect you any longer. “ || ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs || accepting

Kaley swallowed thickly, as she sat at his bedside; her hand and his intertwined as two pairs of blue eyes - one pain filled and one concerned - met.

“You don’t need to, Dad,” she whispered, as she ran a thumb over the back of his hand; finger pads brushing over scarred knuckles that spoke of years of fighting. “Blofeld is locked away, he can’t hurt anyone anymore. He doesn’t know who I am - you and M made sure of that.”

Her lips quirked into a small smile, before adding. “Besides, between you and Alec - I’ve pretty much got an encyclopaedia of guns running through my head. Not to mention your additions to those jiu-jitsu classes you enrolled me in.”