#deadlypursuit

[amesmonde]

As #KirstieAlley didn’t appear on the original poster, I thought I’d pop her in. #DeadlyPursuit #ShoottoKill https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl1Pnyft2nN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[joyffree]

𝑨 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

Deadly Pursuits a Romantic Suspense by Emily Foxx Rebrand Release

Elise Fitzgerald, a ruthless CEO, knows heartbreak, and it's why she's sworn off men and love forever.

Or has she?

Enter Charlton Brooks: a handsome and very successful businessman. His deep English accent, scorching blue eyes, and charismatic personality captures Elise's attention.

But Charlton also has a dark side.

Passion, betrayal, lies and deception have Charlton and Elise facing many hurdles.

Will they overcome them, or will it become too much for either of them to handle?

What to expect: ✩Romantic suspense ✩ Dark themes ✩ Confident heroine ✩ Alpha Male

[pbrstreetgang73]

Starting today with some #DeadlyPursuit or #ShootToKill depending where your from, I remember buying the ex-rental #VHS of this from my local shop #dvd #064 https://www.instagram.com/p/CKbKpocFKWN/?igshid=l6zz7g4r77ba

[estonvega]

The Curious Octopus was certainly not hurting for business when the tiny bounty hunter slipped within its confines to survey the room for signs of her latest quarry. The damn man had managed to slip her twice now and if that were not enough to irritate her, she had been forced to take a ship to Kul'Tiras to track him. She was not a fan of deep waters. Disgruntled and in dire need of a drink, the amber-eyed femme slipped to the counter and ordered a drink. "Whiskey. Neat." - @deadlypursuits

Bars were known for becoming more crowded around the holidays, whether it was those celebrating with friends and family or those drinking away their misery.  Needless to say, it was an interesting mix of emotion although by the end of the night the clear winner would always be melancholy.  A lone guitar player plucked a jaunty tune on the makeshift stage, although most patrons were too deep in their drinks to take notice, offering the occasional few claps between songs.  The counter itself housed a few customers, mostly regulars that seemed content with their filled drinks and hushed conversations among one another.

Upon the petite woman’s arrival he slipped away from the others, resting his forearms atop the bar across from her and leaning in a tad closer to receive her order.  “My kind of drink.”  A faint smirk touched the edges of his lips as he grabbed a nearby bottle, not top shelf, but not of the well variety either.  One should never drink ‘common’ whiskey if drinking it by its lonesome!  He poured a few fingers full before sliding the glass towards her.  

A brief once over was given, not in a lewd manner but a way to gather information through clothing worn and general body language and demeanor.  It was good to know from the start which ones could possibly be the rowdy ones after a few too many drinks.

Despite her closed off demeanor, he attempted a conversation anyways.  “New to Boralus or just to the bar?”

@deadlypursuits

[sevensolar]

☂: A sudden rainstorm starts up and our characters find themselves taking shelter underneath the same tree or structure. - Ciarra (@deadlypursuits)

With all the shit happening in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, Pandaria had become quite the hot spot once more since there was a larger military force present.  With a larger force, came visiting family to the surrounding lands wanting to be closer to their loved ones and aid wherever they could.  Since Seven had a home out in the Valley of the Four Winds, he decided it was a damn good time to visit and possibly check out what was happening in the Vale.

He had let a handful of people know that he was going to be away for a couple days and if they happened to have business in the area then they could meet up for a drink.  The day started out nice enough...nice enough that he decided walking from his house to Halfhill was a good idea.  Too bad halfway through that walk the clouds gathered and the sky opened up into a torrential downpour.  Seven wasn’t all that bothered by the rain, but with thunder and lightning as well as heavy winds, walking in it was not fun especially since he could barely see a thing.  So he ran.

The first structure he saw was an older and slightly dilapidated gazebo.  Part of it was enclosed and that would be more than enough to wait out the brunt of the storm.  He made his way over to it and ran inside, panting as he stopped just inside the doorway and looking like a drowned rat; tshirt clinging to his chest and boots and the lower parts of his pants covered in mud.  When he finally looked up, that’s when he saw the familiar face - clearly she had the same idea as he did.

“Well, well, fancy meeting you out here, Ciarra.  At least you’re not bloodied and dying this time.”

@deadlypursuits

[daily-writing-challenge]

Week #23

April 3rd - April 9th Weekly Writing Challenge

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[turning-through-the-never]

October Writing Challenge!

To try to get ourselves to write more, @kharrisdawndancer and me are gonna try to do a writing challenge this month!

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*Use either or both words, or based around those words. *Doesn’t need to be spooky! *If you have multiple OC’s feel free to write for different ones each day! *Doesn’t need to be a full story, little blurbs or poems or anything is fine!  Just as long as you’re writing!

Those are at least the rules I plan on following!  If you wanna join lemme know and I can add you to my list of blogs participating below the cut:

@turning-through-the-never@kharrisdawndancer@iestyn-crowe@belillinafireseeker / @lianellie-quinne@saltsparkle / @gloamingdawn @lylianwyatte@selysona-wra@darbiebot@andijelly @cupcakes-blood @twosidedsana@eliceynbirch@deadlypursuits@luminashdawnwing @raxwel-blythe / @amorthonblackwood@hmratking @thornbolts@brillraven@ wynter-b@lovingthewildlife@veleanthe @theconstructsworld@waroftwowolves @taliandrahflamesurge / @gam3rj3nn@embraelle @kjblynx@escapism-velocity@rayne-storm @stonestridernerd@centoridellanir@valarin-sunstorm @cyrolar-riverblade@sylrin-featherblade@altherei @trisandrah@riverblade @raevan-muns-supercut @safrona-shadowsun

[noonmutter]

About Damn Time

Enjoy the screenshots and the vows of the bride and groom!

Pin:

“There was a lot in our lives that brought us together when we did. And if anything had gone just a little different.. we wouldn't be we.

“I vow to help you in the ways you have helped me over the years. Letting you know you deserve love, that you belong. That you have a family. 

"I vow to help during the hard times, and to listen, when you need someone to hear.

"And most of all, I vow to love you, for all my days, because how could I not?”

Leon:

“She tells me I destroy her?

“I stumbled across you by sheer luck, Pin. A passin' word at a party you weren't even at, a box o' food t'make up fer th' junk a hospital makes. An' that... became this. I learned t' pray because o' you, though I could never do it enough t'do it justice. So I wrote you somethin' instead."

"You are my soul, you make me whole

"Though without you I'm not incomplete

"One-eyed but so blind, you helped clear my mind

"Even as I helped you to see.

"For you, with you, to you, and beside you I

"Would live, kill, die

"Laugh, scream, cry

"Recite, confess, lie

"This and more if you asked

"But you won't, and that's why.

"You are mine and I am yours, until time's endless march outpaces us. 

"Gods know nothin' else'll stop us."

( Thank you to all who attended or tried to! @pinpep @shckaewynn @shedwyn​ @iestyn-crowe @belillinafireseeker @valarin-sunstorm @deadlypursuits @lylianwyatte @vaerinis​ @murkeyglglgl @waroftwowolves​ @januskrug​ @shadhemir​ and anybody else I forgot or who doesn’t have a tumblr! )

[dicenne]

A pretty flower arrangement in a martini glass and chocolate covered strawberries would arrive at each of their homes today (and one on his kitchen table) with a small note that read:

‘Everyone could use something sweet and pretty today! Love, Dicenne’

Sent to: @karaamberlight​ @deadlypursuits​ @belillinafireseeker​ @the-purple-elf​ @camliristarfallen​ (with extra strawberries for Raena) And to @gloamingdawn​ an extra box with chocolate covered oranges inside:

[shckaewynn]

New Friends

Kaewynn sighed contentedly and streched her legs. The arms around her squeezed for a moment but relaxed when she showed no sign of leaving.

The ceremony was as touching as it was impromptu. She'd felt awkward standing up with Pin and Leon while they made their vows. It was their moment. Kaewynn and Leon had theirs before.

She savored the warmth on her back and snuggled closer.

Leon was almost magical in the way he could find where people were broken and help the healing. It showed in her, in Pin, and in all the friends that came. He had so many friends. Nice friends.

Lips brushed the back of her neck. She murmured her approval and stroked the curve of the woman's hips.

Yes... such very nice friends...

{{ The wedding was the first RP I’ve done in a looong time and it was great! Thank you all, but especially @mremaknu @pinpep @shedwyn @deadlypursuits  @valarin-sunstorm  and others I can’t hunt up right now. }}

[taricdarkmorn]

Soothing Tea Quiz

Test Here!

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[amesmonde]

As #KirstieAlley didn’t appear on the original poster, I thought I’d pop her in. #DeadlyPursuit #ShoottoKill https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl1Pnyft2nN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[dajjalen]

October Writing Challenge Day 15 Word:  Woods/Near death

Ten years imprisoned only to be freed when the rest of Azeroth’s citizens needed their help.  He wasn’t surprised, none of them were.  He had half a mind to just walk away and let them suffer, but he had devoted his body and his remaining life to ridding the world of the Legion.  He could stew over their ill-treatment later, right now he had a job he had been waiting ten years to do.

He lost track of how long he had been out on the battlefield, it could have been minutes or hours.  While others had come and gone in shifts to rest and eat, Dajjalen and his fellow demon hunters remained, sating their decade long thirst in demon blood and flesh.  Quite literally, at times.  

He had first seen the boy out of the corner of his eye, sprinting towards the trees.  For just a brief moment he thought it had been his son, they had a similar hair color and style and they also had the same build, at least from when Lordaras Junior had been younger.  It wasn’t his son, his son had died over a decade ago, but that sudden swell of familiarity couldn’t be helped.  He was too young, too inexperienced, he shouldn’t be out here.  Dajjalen found himself glad that he was running away, he didn’t need to die here.

After dislodging his warglaive from the nearly severed neck of a fallen felguard, he watched as another followed the boy into the woods.  Was it really his problem?  The majority of the battle was behind him now, they needed all the help they could get to keep the demons from entering the city.  He couldn’t save his son, but maybe he could save that poor boy.  With a grunt he took off towards the woods in pursuit of the felguard.

It didn’t take him long to catch up, demon hunters were known for their speed and agility despite their often hulking size.  The demon had been too preoccupied with his easy target to hear Dajjalen behind him.  Before the felguard even knew what had happened, it had a warglaive driven up the length of its spine.  With a roar, it thrashed about, spinning to face its attacker while swiping the large axe it wielded around in an arc.  Dajjalen had been prepared and immediately ducked before driving the point of his weapon up through the demon’s head from beneath its chin.  It was almost too easy.  Dajjalen planted a foot against the demons chest, kicking it backwards while yanking his weapon free.  It fell dead with a loud THUD, causing the surrounding earth to tremble.

Cautiously, he stepped around the dead felguard and looked down at Aerden.  He had been hiding behind the tree that the felguard collapsed next to and appeared to be not just frightened half to death but also in a great deal of pain.  He assessed the situation in one glance, noting the flesh blood blotting the ground and the lack of movement in Aerden’s lower body.  He needed to see a medic very soon or there was going to be lasting damage...or worse.  

“Still alive then, are we?”

Brother piece to @aerdendios story HERE

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[polluxhale]

October Writing Challenge Day 9 Word:  Nightmare

The story connects to a series I wrote for him years ago that you can find here: Part 1 -- Part 2 -- Part 3 

“Your soul will not find shelter here.”

Pollux opened his eyes to a world shrouded in mist so thick he couldn’t see more than five feet in front of himself.  A feeling of dread washed over him, not the type he usually felt when war was on the horizon, but a specific sort he had felt only once before.  

He was in Helheim again.

The sounds of battle raged on around him, he could hear his comrade Halarin screaming in pain nearby.  Halarin had died three years ago alongside him on the shores of Stormheim and they both had been taken here.  Why was he back?  His eyes immediately darted down to the palm of his left hand in search of the rune that had been branded there after his ‘escape’, but it was nowhere in sight.  This wasn’t even his own hand; this flesh was green and partially covered in barnacles and scales.  

He had become a kvaldir.

No, this wasn’t right, this was impossible!  He had struck his deal with Helya and she had freed him of this horrible place years ago, although it came at a huge price.  This was never a part of that deal; plus...Helya was gone.  There was a part of him that knew the truth:  They may have survived the storm but the seas are unstoppable.  He never expected her to play fair.

Halarin emerged from the fog wielding his sword and screaming in rage, running towards Pollux...or whatever Pollux was now.  Just as the tip of the weapon began to pierce flesh, Pollux jerked awake and sat up in his now sweat-drenched bedroll.  It took a few moments for him to get his breathing under control as he glanced around to ensure he was no longer in that horrible place.  Thankfully he was back at his campsite, surrounded by the rest of his military unit.  Eyes then darted down to his left palm, the rune had returned and was now burning a bright red in color.  While it wasn’t unusual for that to happen, in the past it had only occurred while he was in the midst of a battle.

Yet this was only a nightmare, wasn’t it?

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[aerdendios]

Day 4 Scream Aerden crouched down and anxiously scooted closer to the edge of the cliff to peek over.  By this point his face was stark white and he felt like his heart was about to leap from his chest.  While he typically enjoyed adrenaline-inducing activities, the ones he participated in normally didn’t involve massive cliffs without water beneath them.  Pollux was here with him though, this was important father-son bonding time and he wanted to impress the older man with his bravery.

He jolted back with a squeak when Pollux brushed his shoulder to get his attention.  “S...sorry...heh.  It’s just, it’s really high.”

“You don’t have to jump, Aerden.  I’m not holding you at gunpoint.”

“No. I want to jump, I do.”  He didn’t.  “I’m excited!”  He was terrified.  “This looks like a lot of fun!”  If your idea of fun was subjecting yourself to torturous activities.

Pollux gave him a skeptical look but he wasn’t going to argue.  “Okay, now remember.  The cord on the right side deploys the wings.”  He gestures to the red handle laying over his shoulder.  “The one on the left side is the back-up parachute.”  He points to the blue handle on the opposite side.

Aerden nodded and cautiously rose up to his feet, keeping his knees bent so his shaky legs wouldn’t betray him.  “I got it.”  He shook out his arms, trying to hype himself up and get the nerves out.  Ohh Light, he couldn’t even see the ground from up here, were those clouds below them??  Nope, he couldn’t do this, not today.  Maybe something not as high, but this was too much for his brain to comprehend right now.

He took a wary step back, “Pollux I don---”  His words were cut short as his body suddenly lurched forward, not having realized he was standing on his own untied shoelace.  Without a single ounce of grace, he stumbled then attempted to regain his balance but only succeeded in pitching himself over the edge of the cliff.

What one had described the sound as ‘the screech of a dying raptor’ could be heard throughout the entire land that day.

Pollux leaned over the edge, shouting down towards the poor, shrieking boy, “RED HANDLE, AERDEN!”

@polluxhale mentions

((For those that don’t know, this is one of @theconstructsworld‘s alts!))

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[sevensolar]

Innocent or Guilty

Asked someone to marry you? — “Guilty.  Twi --- three times?  Three times.  Two said yes.  Clearly since I’m single things did not turn out well.”

Kissed one of your friends? — “Guilty.  Who hasn’t?”

Danced on a table in a bar / tavern? — “Guilty.  A few times over guilty and I can’t even claim that I was smashed all of those times.”

Ever told a lie? — He laughs, and continues laughing.  “Guilty as fuck.”

Had feelings for someone you can’t have? — “Hmm...guilty.  When I was younger for sure.”

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? — “Guilty.  I’m bisexual so pretty often.” 

Kissed a picture? — “Innocent?  I could have done it when I was drunk and don’t recall.”

Slept until 5pm? — “Guilty, just did last weekend. I’m a night person.”

Worked at a fast food chain / restaurant? — “Innocent.  Not my cup of tea.”

Stolen something? — He just laughs.  That was enough of a response, right?

Been fired from a job? — “Guilty.  I did a lot of odd jobs when younger but I also hated being bossed around.”

Done something you regret? — “Guilty.  Plenty of things, won’t go into details.”

Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? — “Innocent.  I’ve had some hard laughs in my life but I’m more prone to snorting than squirting things out of my nose.”

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — “Guilty.  All kids do this at some point.”

Sat on a roof top? —  “Guilty, they’re a nice little escape.”

Kissed someone you shouldn’t have? — “Guilty.  I’ve kissed a lot of people I probably shouldn’t have.  Fun times.”

Sang in the shower? —  “Guilty, but I have a decent voice so I don’t make the dogs outside howl.”

Been pushed into a body of water with all your clothes on? — “Guilty.  Nothing quite like an unexpected dip in the cold sea to sober you up.”

Shaved your head? — “Innocent.  I’d look terrible bald.”

Made a boyfriend / girlfriend cry? — “Guilty...”

Shot a gun? — “Guilty, I own a couple too.”

Still loved someone you shouldn’t? — “Innocent, I think.  In the past I would have said yes but I’m not sure that was love.”

Have / had a tattoo? — “Guilty, I have a partial sleeve and some knuckle tattoos.  I’ll probably get more at some point.”

Liked someone, but will never tell who? — “Innocent.  I’m not a teenager.”

Been too honest? — “Guilty.  This probably goes hand in hand with the making the girl/boy friend cry one.”

Ruined a surprise? — “Innocent!  I’m good with secrets.”

Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? — “Guilty.  Although handsome or hot is usually used, I think I would enjoy being called beautiful.”

Stalked someone? — “Innocent.  Yikes.  No thanks.”

Thoughts about murder? — “Guilty.  I feel like everyone has these thoughts.”

How about mass murder? — “Guilty.  Have you been around groups of teenagers?”

Cheated on someone? —  “Yeahhhh, guilty.  I learned monogamy is probably not for me.”

Gotten so angry that you cried? — “Guilty.  The waterworks had been pent up for so long they run pretty freely now.”

Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? — “Guilty.  Not the best influence.”

Thoughts about suicide? — “Guilty..”

Had a girlfriend / boyfriend? — “Guilty.  Had a couple of each throughout the years.  Been awhile.”

Gotten totally drunk during a holiday?  — “Guilty as fuck.  Isn’t that what the holidays are for??”

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