#nehraaasaaranda

[bushelofmuses]

@nehraa-asaaranda From here

The young woman's uneasy and mildly panicked expression slowly melted at the admission of similar guilt.

Oh...oh this was good. Well, at least Myrna wasn't alone in her curiosity and desire to break the suggested rules to satiate it.

Like the cat that got the cream, she lightly poked the mountain of a woman's stomach with a wide grin, teasing, "You're trying to act all high and mighty when you're just as bad? Oh, how you've fallen."

She was tempted to make a comment about how the bigger they are, the harder they fall—because frankly the woman was about a foot and a half taller than her and Mythal grant her peace, what the hell—but thought better of it. If she wanted out of this with both of them getting what they wanted, then she would need to not piss her off.

"How about this," she whispered, trying to bargain. "We sneak into the library and grab just one book, and then we go check out the collection and all. I'll read while you enjoy the sights. Strength in numbers and all that."

[bushelofmuses]

@nehraa-asaaranda is victim number three to the shitty pickup-pocalypse.

She needed a step ladder but dammit was she going to try to win the competition. Myrna quickly climbed up and wrapped an arm around Asaaranda's shoulders and said, "I'm studying important dates in history. Want to be one of them?"

[bushelofmuses]

😗 - YOU ARE THE SOFTEST BEING.

😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you.

😊 - I think you are a really friendly person.

I'm honestly so glad I found you and started talking to you. I know it's only been a few days but you've made me feel welcome back in this community. Also you're absolutely inspirational~

@nehraa-asaaranda

//This is because I helped you with location ideas isn't it... XD

Okay listen, you've been just as sweet and patient. With a delightfully creative oc that honestly needs more love around here.

Thank you ☺️

[bushelofmuses]

@nehraa-asaaranda from this hilarious answer wtf

Myrna looked between her, the body, the blood on the ground, and the nice set up that wasn't here when she left this morning. Ah. Right, because they couldn't have anything nice...

She had to figure out a way to keep Asaaranda out of trouble. Should they have an elaborate plan? Make it seem like this wasn't a complete accident? Maybe they should just ask Leliana how to handle this. The woman would know how to hide a body...although so would Josephine. Leliana could dispose the body and Josephine could spin a story to keep them and the Inquisition in good standing...and probably get them something out of the guy's family while they were at it.

However, Myrna took another look at what Asaaranda had apparently planned for them. This was extremely sweet. She'd even dressed up...but Myrna had to admit that the woman having blood on her was way too effective on her libido. It was distracting when she was supposed to focus on the aftermath of a battle, dammit.

"...as much as I want to just throw him off the back balcony where no one sees his corpse falling down the mountain...it'd give the whole Inquisition trouble when a noble goes missing while under our roof." She gave Asaaranda another once over and smiled slowly. "And as soon as Josie and Leliana help us figure out what the fuck to do with this problem...I'd love to help wash you back off."

A promise for later. But, unfortunately, work comes before play this time.

Like the last time...and the time before that...dammit.

[bushelofmuses]

Send a Specific Heart for a Kiss

@nehraa-asaaranda asked: 💔 For Myrna

There was a small handful of people Myrna would never want to walk in on her with someone.

Cullen (man would probably have a heart attack)

Leliana (Myrna would be teased relentlessly)

Solas (because it's Solas and she wouldn't want to get the side-eye from him on missions over it)

Vivienne (Myrna knew the woman knew that people had relationships. But it was like how one is in denial about their grandmother being anything other than a virgin. Not that Vivienne was old enough to be a grandmother, or that Myrna saw her as one but...getting off topic)

Corypheus (just no)

The empress

The former Divine

Her Keeper

Dorian (the man would be just as bad if not worse than Leliana and would tease Myrna relentlessly. "I guess we both have a thing for them, hm? Hm, Myrna? The arms are what do it for me. You?" Those damn canines of hers and the fucking height and her creating a new weapon and and and and and fucking and. That's what got her attention. Asshole. She wouldn't change him.)

Okay, maybe there were a lot of people she would like to be interrupted by the least.

The one person she wasn't expecting to run into the room where Myrna was perched on a borrowed desk with Asaaranda leaning over her, was a Red Templar.

Those Fucking. Red. Fucking. Templars. She hated them all right now.

Dammit, and it was so close.

Just a breath away before BANG, the fucker ran into the room and froze, just as shocked to find them as they both probably were to see him.

If the spike of ice she fired off into his skull managed to go clean through because of the shear force of her frustration and ire, well, that's her business.

Still, now the damn mood was ruined. Where there's one, there's bound to be more.

[bushelofmuses]

"I'd totally fuck you" For Myrna of course~

Send "I'd totally fuck you" for my muse's reaction

She opened and closed her mouth a few times, wanting to respond but...not really sure how to. At first, all that escaped her was a half squeak before she could clamp her mouth shut.

From her cheeks to the tips of her ears to dipping below her neckline, pink frosted the surface.

It wasn't like she hadn't entertained the idea before. Myrna didn't know she had a thing for people much taller than her until the Inquisition, where it felt like almost everyone was a good two or so heads above her, and half of those were gorgeous.

Then this mountain of a woman came along and, well, Myrna had to face the facts: holy fucking shit.

"I...certainly wouldn't stop you." There it was. Out in the open. Rip it off like a bandage and get it over with...

...Fen'Harel's saggy balls, she hoped the woman wasn't kidding or she'd have to play it off as joking and then everyone would be uncomfortable.

[bushelofmuses]

Smash or Pass

@nehraa-asaaranda​ asked: Smash or pass + Asaaranda For Myrna

Her face and ears might be turning as red as her hair now. “Okay listen. In my defense...have you seen her? She’s half legs, incredibly fit from training and her smithing, and so damn tall it’s ridiculous...would need a stepladder or something to reach her but it’d be worth it. Talented, gorgeous, and holy shit do I have a type now? Ah...fuck nuggets. I’m an arms girl apparently...Yeah, smash, but if anyone tells her, I’m assigning the culprit to KP duty for a month. The cooks will love the help, I’m sure.”

“Wait, is that an abuse of power as Inquisitor? I don’t know...I’ll do it anyway. This is a, uh, holy decree or whatever. Break the law, and you’re fucked.”

[despiour]

"You can sort your life out anytime; the pub closes in five hours." - For Bran

@nehraa-asaaranda

“Huh?” It took him a few seconds to register that the voice talking was directed at him. He looked around until his eyes fell on the source. “Oh,  are you the owner? Should I leave?” Five hours seemed like a long time to him, but all the same it was getting awfully late, and he didn’t want to overstay his welcome. Somehow he had lost track of the time, too busy with whatever thoughts were in his head. He looked down at the empty cup in his hands. Truthfully it had only been filled with water, he didn’t really have a taste for those types of spirits. “I’ve sorted my life,” He continued, now thinking on that. “At least I think I have? Have you?”