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sluttyhenley · 1 year
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Angela Bassett as Erika Sloane
MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE - FALLOUT
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pedroam-bang · 9 months
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Mission: Impossible - Fallout (2018)
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nade2308 · 1 year
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"I understand now why Hunley believed in you. The world needs the IMF. We need people like you who care about the one life as much as they care about the millions."
Erica Sloane, Mission Impossible: Fallout
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"The Navy needs Maverick. The kid needs Maverick. That's why I fought for you. That's why you are still here."
Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky, Top Gun Maverick
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angela bassett i adore you you are one of the most beautiful women to ever exist
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sociopath-analysis · 1 year
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Sociopath Profile: Erika Sloane
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CIA Director From the 2018 film Mission: Impossible - Fallout Played by Angela Bassett
Sloane is one example of sociopathy in the film series that seems to stand out amongst the many others. While many of them are heartless or remorseless killers willing to screw over anyone to get what they want, Sloane is merely ruthlessly efficient. She is comparable to Amanda Waller in this regard since she admits that she doesn’t concern herself with individual lives in the pursuit of a goal, but unlike Waller, she does actually care about the greater good. She just prefers pragmatism over empathy.
[SPOILERS BELOW]
When Ethan loses the plutonium after trying to save Luther, she chides Hunley about Ethan’s concern for his teammates over the actual task at hand. She doesn’t really get why he is so sentimental over the teammates. When Hunley points out that if Ethan didn’t make his decision then Luther would be dead, she bluntly states that “that’s the job.”
Once Walker is exposed as being John Lark, she finally agrees with the IMF about not being able to trust him… which leads her to order that they all be killed to keep this under wraps. If any of her agents prove to be a liability to protecting the millions of lives that would be affected, their individual lives don’t matter. As far as she’s concerned, that’s the price to pay for protecting people.
While it may seem hypocritical since she doesn’t regularly lay her life down on the line for the safety of the world, from her perspective, she can’t really see people as anything more than statistics. She places people into position like chess pieces and expects them to follow orders. Her job doesn’t permit her to have empathy for the little guys like the IMF does. She can only do so much in the position that she’s in now.
However, she does come around to see Ethan’s point of view and sees that worrying about the one life as much as the million is worth it. But not out of any actual respect for Ethan or his team. It’s mostly because she doesn’t have to worry about those individual lives herself. She has someone out there looking out for them in her place while she focuses on the big picture.
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geekotakunerd · 9 months
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SPOILER FROM MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: DEAD RECKONING
I cannot be the only one to notice this.
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Erika Sloane is the U.S.A President!
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saltyfilmmajor · 2 years
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At this point why WOULDN’T he turn
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magalidragon · 6 months
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we will always have the weirwood tree | a Things We Left Behind AU | teaser
Broken men break women. Jon Snow was broken. And Daenerys Targaryen was beautiful.
Happy Birthday @youwerenevermine !
This is the long awaited Lucian x Sloane AU. It had everything you love and more. Enemies-to-Lovers, Grumpy x Sunshine, second chance romance, feral Jon, badass Dany….WE LOVE IT ALL!
As I have already said I didn’t finish the first chapter and decided to go all in and just give you the full 10k smut chapter 😂 But until then, here’s a big teaser.
LOVE YOU BESTIE AND HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING BIRTHDAY!!! 🥳 🎂 🎉 🎈 🎁 💕
Super sneak peek after the cut!
Jon took a deep breath and opened the door, unfolding himself from the Range Rover. A blast of frigid air pushed his coat back and he reached up to anxiously push back some of his unruly black curls. He didn't mind the cold; it suited him. He ignored buttoning up his coat and strode down the drive, crossed the yard, entered the godswood on one side, and went around the massive weirwood tree-- ignoring the worn branches that stepladdered up to the bay window that looked directly at his childhood bedroom-- out the back gate and around the edge of the house to the front porch.
He didn't even have his knuckles lifted to knock on the door when it exploded open and a silver-haired, elegantly coiffed man flew out, smacking into him. "Jon!"
"Vis," Jon sighed, patting the man's back. Vis was older than him by at least seven years, but there were times where he behaved far younger. He figured that he'd be a mess. Vis was never one to handle anything rationally or professionally. He carefully extricated himself while at the same time turning Vis around and marching him into the house. "You made it in alright?"
Vis wiped at his eyes, nodding. "Yes, the plane was a bloody nightmare, they wouldn't even bump me from business to first class, can you believe it? I didn't even get a lie-flat seat on the flight!"
"Sorry to hear, call me next time I would have had my plane get you."
A set of pale lilac eyes widened greedily, even through the grief etched on his thin, pointed face. "Oh? Well I will do that." He beckoned him into the house. "Come on in. We ordered pizza, but mine is without carbs."
Jon didn't even know what that was supposed to look or taste like. Ash, he expected, and he politely declined, holding his hand up even as Vis was trying to offer him a slice. "No thanks, I already ate."
A cool, icy voice floated down from the staircase behind him. "Don't you know Viserys, vampires don't eat actual food. He only drinks the blood of innocents."
<i>And there she was.</i>
He didn't even need to turn around. In fact, he thought if he did, his knees would either give out because of the intense <i>want</i> she invoked within him. Or he'd snap and say something he would regret because of the intense <i>fury</i> she also invoked in him. There had been no one in his life who could make him swing from emotion to emotion on either side of the pendulum except for her.
<i>Daenerys Targaryen</i>
Dany, to her friends. Satan's Majesty to him.
He held his breath, turning his head a fraction to glance at her, a bemused expression settling on his face. Tonight she wore fuzzy pink dragon slippers on her tiny feet, a pair of dragon scale-like leggings in vibrant purple, and an oversized Winterfell High Track and Field sweatshirt that had seen better days, the dark gray wolf mascot on the front almost white from so many washes. Her silver hair, the same shade as her brother's, was bound up in a variety of braided knots, some of it left loose to cascade over her shoulders. There were a few faded pink drinks within it, probably a remnant from an All Hallow's Eve costume a couple weeks ago.
Unlike her brother, her eyes were more vivid, lavender with a flame held over them. It matched the fire that was always bubbling under her surface, unleashed whenever she felt passionate about something. Which happened more often than not.
Daenerys was nothing, if not passionate.
Especially for the ones she loved.
And he hated her for it.
It was that same passion that betrayed him.
And he couldn't forgive that. Jon Snow <i>never</i> forgave and he <i>never</i> forgot.
Plus, she was the epitome of Before. And the reason for After.
The funny thing was, Dany frgave and forgot either. It made for some awkward encounters over the years. Encounters which always left him aching, wanting, sometimes <i>begging</i> for more. Things he had suppressed in himself over the years. Weaknesses. Failures. It was why he never came back here if he could help it and when he did, he tried to always avoid the house beside the weirwood tree.
Yet it seemed he'd been here more often than he ever had before, checking on things...on people. On Aemon.
Now Aemon was gone. But he as here, wasn't he? That's all Aemon could have hoped for at this rate. Even if he never had understood why his beloved great-niece and his beloved...whatever the fuck Jon was suddenly couldn't bear to be in the same room as each other without tearing each other's throats out.
He nodded to her. "Your majesty." He affected a fake bow, exaggerated and theatrical. He straightened, smirking at her, pushing down the surge of attraction. It seemed his body— notably his cock— had never received the memo that Daenerys Targaryen was off limits. She was the bane of his existence. She was the most obnoxious, annoying, infuriating, and downright ridiculous person he had ever met.
As she walked by, the top of her head barely at his eyesight, she scowled at him, giving him the finger. Her nails were purple with smiley faces on them. He hated them. "Fuck off, why are you even here? Vis, you know when you invite vampires into the house they can come in whenever they want."
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bouncyballcitadel · 10 months
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Any cheating angst fic is always with Eli and that makes me wonder, are they more likely to condone cheating than the other ROs, or is it just a "only because it's MC" thing ? What are the ROs thoughts and feelings on cheating ?(though i guess we kinda know for daddy Grey)
It's more of a "because it's the MC" thing!
As for the other ROs, they wouldn't cheat on their partners. Jean, Vic, and Dr. Grey find the idea of cheating repulsive, while Davy and Dr. Sloan are more "why would I do that."
In terms of who has been cheated on, Jean and Dr. Grey have been cheated on before. Jean wasn't surprised when it happened (they don't exactly have a great track record with relationships), but Dr. Grey was truly heartbroken after what Erika did.
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pompomcattorin · 2 years
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Barbie Rock n’ Royals — “What happens after the movie?” HCs
I personally have sm HCs for this movie SO BUCKLE UP BC THIS MIGHT BE LONG WHSHHS
- I like the idea that they open one BIG combined camp and they keep the enthusiasm they have about going to camp. They still have two boats though because I doubt everyone can fit into JUST one. They also keep the two original buildings!!
- The students get to choose what classes they want to learn and get to dorm with whoever — no matter if you’re royalty or if you’re a rockstar. Erika, Genevieve, and Aubray still dorm together and their dorm is right beside Courtney, Zia, and Rayna’s. I like to think that they sometime sneak into each others rooms to have sleepovers or hang out!
- I like to think that Erika and Courtney’s friends combine into one big friend group!! They all catch up when they go to camp and try to keep in touch when they can!! although with some being Royalty, it can get hard to keep in touch.
- The friend group has a band like Erika wanted BUT they mainly do it for fun, since there are Royalty in the band Erika can’t really make them focus on band stuff as they are Royalty and they have duties. (They all take band classes and performing classes together btw) Though they all love the band a lot and focus more on having fun than turning it into some sort of job.
- Sloane and Olivia DEFINITELY date after a few years going to the camp and being friends (the whole friend group predicted this)
- It takes a while for Olivia and Sloane to date though. The year right after the Movie’s plot Olivia and Sloane still ended up fighting and arguing from time to time, however they slowly began to get alone and all that fighting turned into playful banter and flirting instead.
- Edmund still has a crush on Erika and Erika seems to like him back. They go on several dates with the two of them using the excuse “I want to get to know you better” as a way to ask each other out. They get extremely shy with each other.
- Zia, Marcus, and Rayna spend a lot of time teaching and showing Genevieve, Edmund, and Aubray different stuff about performing and being a rockstar. The other 3 do the same and show them the unicorns (Zia and Rayna flip when they see them btw, they later on bring Courtney to see them).
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fridgrave · 2 years
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one run for walker after
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i want to remind everyone what the only reason why the whole world was in danger in m:i fallout was ethan
he had absolutely no reason to work without cia and their help. ethan decided what 4 people are the best way to stop two nuclear bombs while their enemies have a small terrorist army
sloan had a whole indian army in her hands. with her ethan could catch walker and lane even before the count began so they didn't need to disarm it in a hurry. lane already was out there, with plutonium. ethan literally had NO REASON to do everything alone and don't trust sloan. he risked his friends (and billions of people) lifes just to prove sloan what he CAN work alone, even if it means what he wins being almost dead in a second before the biggest nuclear catastrophy in history while one of his best friends was hanged and traumatized for his entire life
and please, don't forget what this ethan hunt, who made his friends struggle with this mission with him, also is the reason why world was in danger of nuclear explosion IN THE BEGINNING
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ethan stole the plutonium from russians and arranged a deal in berlin what almost killed benji and luther (after all ethan chose them and lost the thing what he stoled in the first place)
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AND HE FAILED TO TAKE THE PLUTONIUM BACK. HE MADE THIS WHOLE DEAL THING TO BAIT LARK AND THE APOSTLES AND THEN HE DIDN'T THINK WHAT THEY CAN COME AT THIS DEAL TOO
THERE WERE ONLY THREE IMF AGENTS. THREE GOD DAMNIT. ETHAN WAS THE ONE WHO STOLE THE PLUTONIUM AND SECRETLY GAVE IT TO THE BROKER TO CATCH LARK AND THEN HE BRINGS TWO MEN WITH HIM ON A DEAL WHERE SHOULD APPEAR BAD GUYS TO GET PLUTONIUM TOO
i wanna cry how bad this movie is and how much i hate ethan. he's boring and stupid as fuck, but the plot works only because he's lucky white cishetero american man who always wins just because. his antagonists are much smarter than him so screenwriters must make them dumber only to make ethan win. did you ever think why tf lane even came for ethan in rogue nation ALONE? lane, who knew ethan that good what predicted his every step on 6 months ahead? because the creators of m:i understood what they can't make him loose to ethan while lane is that smart, so they just took a half of his iq and wrote "lane came to ethan alone" shit
i can't handle it. ethan is awful character who's also written awfully.
thanks if you read my ted talk
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cardierreh15 · 1 year
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The Secret Life of August Walker
Hey guys! This is a 5 part series about what came of our beloved, August Walker. A lot of us question if he truly died or not. But in this tale, he is alive and well. But Nathan Hunt & his Team, hadn’t had a single clue.
I do not give anyone permission to copy or repost my work!!
Warnings 18+: Mentions of Death , Funeral , Cursing , Angst , Grieving .
Description: Mya tries to figure out life without the love of her life.
Pairings: August Walker & Mya (Black!Plus Size Female) (Mentions Nathan, Luther, Benji & Erika (Mother) )
Word Count: 1.4K
Song: A Song For You by Donny Hathaway
Part 1
You never know pain until you’ve had to watch someone you love die. It’s torturing; your brain plays it over and over again until it’s ready to stop. And as soon as you’d think you would have a break… something triggers the memory of the one you’ve lost. Then it starts all over again.
She’d remember that day like it was yesterday. Nathan insisted that she stayed home, that this part of the mission was way too dangerous for her to tag along. At this point, she had already found out about his malicious intents. And she wanted to talk him out of it, she knew the record Nathan had and his targets never get away. She just needed him alive.
Mya and August met 3 years before that mission. He’d been working under Erika Sloane for quite sometime and you were Erika’s daughter. Erika for years talked about August, boasting about how intelligent and talented he was at his job but Mya never wanted to hear it. And it stayed that way until August had to come pick Erika up for work on Friday morning. Boy, how he’d change her life.
‘Hey, you must be—‘
‘Mya. Erika’s daughter.’ She was taken aback by his dashing good looks. His perfectly in place his hair was, his deep blue eyes, and most of all… his incredibly height over her. She was more than impressed.
‘It’s a pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you.’ As he did. Just as much as Erika was trying with Mya, she was trying with him too.
‘Same.’
Life with August was precious. His mind was like a never ending puzzle piece! He was always researching, learning things on his own accord! It was almost as if she was dating the smartest man alive! She was completely and utterly in love with him. As he was, with her.
Now here she was, hugging his black shiny casket as the organ played away in that church. Everyone kept coming behind her, to console but she wouldn’t dare turn away from him. Even her own mother couldn’t get her away. She just wanted to feel his warmth again. Feel his mustache tickle her full lips as they kissed. Hear his heart beat… but he was gone. And their unborn baby would be without their father.
Mya placed a kiss on his casket, feeling her heart twist and squeeze in her chest. ‘I love you… I miss you so much, babe. How could they take you away from me like this?!’ She asked herself this question every day. Perhaps it was her guiltiness. She knew if she was there, she could’ve stopped all of this. Honestly, she would’ve taken him being a maximum prison for the rest of his life over this shit.
Suddenly, the murmurs in the room grew quiet. Yet the organ just kept playing. She felt her mother grab her arm and squeezed it lightly, ‘Mya.’ She said softly, yet in a feared tone, ‘look.’
Mya stood up straight, concerned about her mother’s torment. Her eyebrows tugged into one before she looked over her shoulder to find Nathan Hunt and his team approaching them. She felt a rush of rage shroud her body. ‘Why are you here?!’
‘Mya,’ Nathan said your name confidently at first but it seem like afterwards he didn’t have much to say. What could he say? “Sorry I killed your lover? It’ll never happen again?” As if he would ever get that chance. ‘I-We’ve come pay our respects. If you’ll have us.’
She so desperately wanted to tell him no, to leave and never come around her family again. But… they were friends at one point… all of them. Her bottom lip quivered once more before you give them a single nod. The poor girl was just too cried out, dried out like a prune.
Once at the graveyard, she sat in the chair in front of casket. She thought she was prepared for this moment but the closer it became, the more it hurt. Once they prayed over his casket one more time, she stood up and walked forward. So sleek and shiny it was. She definitely went all out with it.
Carefully, she wrapped the casket in a big hug one more time. ‘I love you… I love you, August. I love you.’ She just couldn’t stop. And as soon as she thought she had it all together, the twig snapped and she began to sob all over again. ‘I Love you My Baby!’
Erika took Mya away and they dropped the casket in the ground. This had to be one of the worst days of her life.
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Many months passed and Mya had finally given birth to their healthy baby girl. She was everything Mya could have imagined! So beautiful, a miniature twin of her father. To look into her little baby’s blue eyes pained her, but it also encouraged her to keep going… better days were ahead. And if her father was around, he’d be happy and proud of the both of them.
One particular night, Ava was a bit fussier than usual. Mya got up moaning in exhaustion, ‘Oh not again baby.’ She whined as she crawled out of bed and wandered to the nursery in the next room.
She rubbed her eyes and stood at the doorway of her child’s room where she got a peak of a dark shadow, looming over Ava’s crib. Mya’s mouth fell slightly; fear possessed her body and her feet were glued to the floor. And finally, ‘oh my god.’ She had never experienced an intruder in her home and right now she was more concerned about them harming her child.
The shadow’s head lifted at her small outburst and that movement alone, ‘GET OUT! Get out of my house! I’ll call the police!’ She didn’t have time to run and get her gun. She had to conjure a plan quickly!
The being seem to pay her protest no mind yet, it reached down and touch the baby’s cute little face.
‘DON’T TOUCH HER!’ She exclaimed, ‘This is your last warning! Leave! Or I will call the police!’ She was frustrated, her voice strained.
‘There is no reason for that. Would you label me as an intruder because I didn’t knock Mya?’
That voice. That voice that enchanted her the very first time they had met. A voice she would never forget. She felt like she was dreaming. There’s no way he could be—
So she rushed over to the light switch and flickered it on. He barely moved; only kept his eyes on the baby that laid awake before him. She would recognize his curly hair from a far. But she noticed how he would comb them back if they were uncontrollable. That crooked, broken nose. ‘August?’ She shuddered out in fear.
He’s finally reached down and carefully lifted the baby girl in his arms. ‘Oh my god, .. oh my god, I’m seeing things.’ She placed a hand on her belly as she felt sick to her stomach. August had looked up from Ava to Mya, ‘You’re not. I’m here baby.’
Mya stood there with her eyes damn near popped out of her skull. They were glossed over with tears and even without blinking, they flowed from her brown orbs like waterfalls.
She was shaking. Absolutely terrified.
He held their little baby in his arms; whispering little cute words down at her. He then pressed the tip of his nose against their baby’s curly head of hair, and placed a kiss there. ‘Mommy has gone mad.’ He chuckled as the baby cooed at him.
‘August…’ she called out to him.
He finally looked up at her and gave her a soft smile. ‘Mya,’ he sized her. Studying her body language. She was fucking terrified. With good reason!
She swore she saw him dead in a box. This has to be a sick fucking dream.
‘I know this is a lot to process… but if you give me the chance… I can explain everything. But first— come here.’
Mya stood there for a second longer before she finally took small steps towards him.
He held his hand out for her to grab.
She reached out… hesitated for a second before finally placing her hand in his.
‘I’m real.’
The woman squeezed his hand a little harder before a broken sob ripped from her chest. ‘August.’
He brought her into a hug with his free arm as he held their daughter with the other. ‘I know. It’s alright.’ He said softly, gently placing his chin on top of her head.
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hope-to-hell · 9 months
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No Way to get Ahead. August Walker. Allusions to death and dismemberment, nothing particularly explicit. This is a chance for August to unload a bit, in the form of a one-sided conversation with some unknown goon. Anyway, it’s not like it matters who they are. Were. Whatever.
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Would you— just give me a minute here. Christ, the blood’s not even dry yet and you’re here with your million fucking questions. So listen, and watch, and shut your mouth while I work. It took me weeks to get here, weeks to track this fucker down and what did I get?
More questions.
More endless questions, each tied to the one before. It’s gonna be a nightmare getting this straightened out. Not like she’s gonna care. I’ve got a name and that’s good enough for her but this isn’t about Sloane, not really. Besides, the who is ephemeral. Lackeys come and bodies go and nothing ever really changes. It’s the what and the why that are giving me trouble. Something’s on the wind, something nasty even for me. There’s so much rot, you can’t help but smell it. It stinks of mildew and bile, old blood and new piss.
It smells like being buried alive.
The bitch of it is, I’m good at this. This shit about the Hammer is all smoke; I leave a few bodies for the cleaners and a little bit of intel all wrapped up nice and neat: dear Erika, I saw this and thought of you. But that’s not the good stuff. It doesn’t really matter if she has their names; they’re just meat by then. And teeth, and fingernails, and bits of viscera here and there. It’s a show, don’t you get it? I bring the goods and get a pat on the head and if I let her pull my hair a little— well, who says this can’t be fun once in a while? Besides, blood calls to blood. We’ve both got that audaciously stubborn streak; it’s what I lov—
And if I spend a little extra time in the reading rooms all by my lonesome, who’s gonna think anything of it? Secrets have a way of threading themselves through the earth, through concrete and steel til they rattle around in the walls. If you’re careful, if you’re focused, you can hear them; it’s like they want to be heard, to be caught. And it doesn’t matter if I’m seen down there. Being Erika Sloane’s pet has its advantages. I’m hers; I go where I’m ordered, so anywhere I am is right where I’m supposed to be.
The question is, friend, are you where you’re meant to be? Because I have this sneaking suspicion you’re not here out of the goodness of your heart. Maybe you’re someone’s dog too, and I can guess whose. It’s a wonder I can get anything done with the way he’s always watching and picking and being so goddamn irritating about every little thing. John, did you set the charges? Is there sparkling water in the helicopter? Are you sure the apartment isn’t bugged? You’d think I was some fresh-faced kid right out of the Academy. And if I have to hear one more word about Ethan fucking Hunt—
You know, as long as you’re here you might as well make yourself useful. Nevermind whose hand that is; it’s none of your business. Yeah, in that cooler there. Bag first, then ice. You want it to get frostbite? I would’ve taken their head, but it’s not so pretty anymore. Still, I’ll box this up all nice and neat and leave it on Sloane’s desk. She’s not much for the whole it’s the thought that counts thing, though. Might have to butter her up a little. She might see right through it, but that’s part of the fun. And you know, she tastes so sweet when she’s on the cusp of finding out.
Listen. I know Lane doesn’t much like what I do with his guys but a body’s a body and it’s not like it’s hard to pick up another angry disillusioned kid looking to get back at the world. All he has to do is tell you about a world of equals, born from the ashes; he piques your interest and sends you on a few simple errands, and before you know it you’re marching in step to his idiotic schemes. It’s hard to back out when you’ve got agency men climbing down your throat and Solomon Lane fucking you right in the ass with his wouldn’t it be a pity if somebody found out what you get up to when you’re away.
Lane and I agree on one thing at least: there’s rot in every part of this world and all we can do is burn it out. But he had to go and make it personal— he had to turn this into a dick-measuring contest against Ethan Hunt. He only has to hear the little twerp’s name and his pants are already around his ankles. Langley’s a vacation paradise by comparison. It’s all about the job: whether Erika’s dressing me down or undressing me, it’s nothing personal.
But listen. Whatever you’re doing here, whatever errand you’ve been sent on, you’re not leaving. Maybe you didn’t know the risk. It doesn’t matter. I can’t have so many of you out there knowing my face or the nature of my work. And yeah, I’m afraid that means you as well. We play a game where the rules are always changing and loyalties mean next to nothing. Like I said, the who doesn’t matter— only the why. If it makes you feel any better, that means me too. I’m just a part of the whole, one cog in a vast machine. Rebirth will come one way or another, and though I don’t want to die for the cause, it’s pretty much a given. After all, a phoenix can’t rise without burning first. You’ll just be kindling for the flame, but don’t feel too bad about it. So make it easy on yourself: hold nice and still, and I’ll make it quick.
Guess I’ll have a head to give Erika after all.
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Closed the nomination form! I made a list with all nominations by category! I'll accept suggestions of stuff to move around (change a character from minor to one of the other lists, but not the other way around cause the minor list is long enough). The Main Character list is a bit awkward with 18 characters, but I'm not really willing to move any away from it even if people might disagree? Unless I see a very strong argument.
the only nominations that didn't get in were the artifacts, since people voted for those to have their own poll later on!
So here's the 3 lists I have under the cut!
Main Characters 
Jonathan Sims
Martin Blackwood
Timothy Stoker
Sasha James
Basira Hussain
Daisy Tanner
Melanie King
Georgie Barker
Elias Bouchard
Jane Prentiss
NotThem/NotSasha
The Distortion
Nikola Orsinov
Peter Lukas
Gertrude Robinson
Jonah Magnus
Gerry Keay
Annabelle Cane
Minor Characters with Major Impact 
Michael Shelley
Adelard Decker
Michael Crew
Oliver Banks
Jude Perry
Simon Fairchild
Robert Smirke
Mikaele Salesa
Agnes Montague
Simon Fairchild
Jurgen Leitner
Julia Montauk
Trevor Herbert
Mikaele Salesa
Breekon and Hope
Mary Keay
Minor Character
Joshua Gillespie (MAG 002)
The Admiral (Georgie’s Cat)
Major Tom (MAG 016)
Helen Richardson (MAG 047) 
Karolina Gorka  (MAG 071)
Graham Folger (MAG: 003)
Alexander Scaplehorn (MAG 054)
Jordan Kennedy (MAG 055)
Hezekiah Wakely (152)
The Piper (MAG 007)
Gabriel/Worker of Clay (MAG 126)
John Amherst (Corruption Avatar)
Naomi Herne (MAG 013)
Amy Patel (MAG 003)
Werewolf/Hunt Avatar (MAG 031)
Alfred Breekon (MAG 096)
Alexia Crawley (MAG 110)
Emma Harvey (MAG 167)
Elias Bouchard (original)
Evan Lukas (MAG 013)
Laverne (MAG 136)
Callum McKenzie (MAG 125)
John Haan (MAG 072)
Tom Haan (MAG 030)
Jonathan Fanshawe (MAG 127)
Fiona Law (MAG 167)
Spider on the wall (MAG 038)
Leto (MAG 184)
Nathan Watts (MAG: 001)
Sebastian Skinner (MAG 087)
Carlita Sloane (MAG 033)
Erika Mustermann (MAG 034)
Jan Novak (MAG 034)
Piotr Petrov (MAG 034)
Pavel Petrov (MAG 034)
Fulan Al-Fulani (MAG 034)
Juan Pérez (MAG 034)
Jane/John Doe (MAG 034)
Lee Kipple (MAG 042)
Robin Lennox (MAG 100)
“John Smith” (MAG 100)
Celia/Lynne Hammond (MAG 100)
Brian Finlinson (MAG 100)
Carlos Vittery (MAG 016)
Francis (MAG 172)
Wilfred Owen (MAG 007)
Father Edwin Burroughs (MAG 019)
Maxwell Rayner (MAG 002)
Rat from the Bone Turner’s Tale (MAG 017)
Sergey Ushanka (MAG 065)
Angela (MAG 014)
The Anglerfish (MAG 001)
Jan Killbride (MAG 106)
Natalie Ennis (MAG 025)
Alfred Grifter (MAG 042)
Benoît Maçon (MAG 102)
Dr Lionel Elliot (MAG 034)
Rosie Zampano (MAG 192)
Manuela Dominguez (MAG 135)
Petite Scarabée/Little Beetle (MAG 102)
Sarah Baldwin (MAG 001)
Agape (MAG 153)
Monster Pig (MAG 103)
Callum Brodie (MAG 173)
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screenviolense · 1 year
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muses that will probably be removed due to lack of interest/muse (if you see a muse on this list that you want to stay, lemme know and i’ll set them to probationary status/private)
nancy drew
dawn / contrast
ellen / no place like home
viveca / barbie in the 3 musketeers
johnny gat / saints row
claire parker / far cry
bianca / far cry
jonas palmer / far cry
daisy and duke / far cry
tess / far cry
beau wilcott / far cry
carmen / far cry
imelda / coco
chiara / luca
garrett / quest for camelot
ben ravencroft / scooby doo
bobbi morse / marvel
melody valentine / josie and the pussycats
bertrand baudelaire / asoue
frank denouement / asoue
agatha / school for good and evil
agnes lockwood / the once and future witches
charon / percy jackson
luke castellan / percy jackson
ceony twill / the paper magician
aneesa / halloweentown
mack / teen beach movie
anita / cruella
jasper / cruella
emery thane / the paper magician
frederick frankenstein / young frankenstein
arden mcnamara / fandomless
jun / fandomless
oliver cho / tma
maggie short / tma
sarah carpenter / tma
barbara maitland / beetlejuice musical
elsie odair / newsies
annie edison / community
azumi fujita / maniac
kate sharma / bridgerton
jenny calendar / btvs
rebecca jessel / bly manor
dani clayton / bly manor
erin greene / midnight mass
mildred gunning / midnight mass
laura palmer / twin peaks
dale cooper / twin peaks
alison / ghosts bbc
kitty / ghosts bbc
emma pillsbury / glee
tina cohen chang / glee
sadie / glee
liv moore / izombie
peyton charles / izombie
eden bingham / st
naomi jennings / st
rose blythe / umbrella academy
merry / animal crossing
lucky / animal crossing
lucy / pokemon
erika / pokemon
monica / pokemon
marie / pokemon
brigid tenenbaum / bioshock
elizabeth comstock / bioshock
diane mcclintock / bioshock
archie / borderlands
bethany hawke / dragon age
dorian pavus / dragon age
wynne / dragon age
larianni / dragon age
karen / harvest moon
abigail lockwood / the room (game)
fionnula / monster hunter
maya / state of decay
sally / we happy few
sloane / boyfriend dungeon
marci / mtap
remington / mtap
emmy altava / professor layton
hershel layton / professor layton
illuminata / rune factory
elsje / rune factory
dusty hogg / ts2
misty waters / ts2
sancho paco panza / ts2
ara fusilli / ts2
goth boy / mysims
buddy / mysims
lindsey / mysims
jodi / stardew valley
jakob / stardew valley
linus / stardew valley
rosemary / stardew valley
ola song / stardew valley
emily / stardew valley
shane / stardew valley
carina escobar / uncharted
santos bergeron / uncharted
cassandra de rossi / uncharted
megpoid gumi / vocaloid
megurine luka / vocaloid
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singleroad · 10 months
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I love names, if you love names... this is for you
I've always loved names. It started, I think, with me being the only one in my family who isn't named after anyone. My middle name is Josefine and it was only about 2 years ago I had a great great great great grandmother (or smth) named Josefina... so I guess I have a family name. I was meant to get my paternal grandmother's name, but since I have a sister who got another of my grandmother's names and none of my sisters were named after my maternal grandmother... I got something else.
So, I knew that my child would definitely have a middle name after someone in the family, but I also want a 2nd middle name (so a 3 name child) because I love names...
I have categories of names which are the names they'd go by, their middle name after a family member, and a name with significant meaning.
Go-by names are:
Brigitte Lara Winona Uma Vera Jesper Lewis Gideon Oscar Benjamin Bronte
Family middle names:
Cecilia Birgitta Victoria Christine (maybe) John David
Now the fun part. THE NAMES WITH MEANING. These are names were they can be a bit "out there" and I wouldn't call them by it, but still names I like and meanings that I want to impart on my child. I'll share both, going by the sex I'd give the name to (I know that gender assigned by sex characteristics don't always align, so you know).
Girl: *I don't want names that mean serving others or just looking pretty*
Aerfen - end of the battle Erika -eternal rules Adrestia - godess of revolt Eyana - intelligent Zoya - Life Cerys - to love Cyra - the sun Althea - wholesome (this is a name I consider as a first given name) Verity - truth Ezlyn - Freedom Sloane - warrior/fighter Eirene - Godess of peace Fallon - leader Binah - wisedom Elips - godess of hope Aisling - dream/vision Ismene - knowledge Ilaria - joyful/happy Inga - guarded by the God of peace Peregrine - wanderer Athena - after the goddess Rhetta - speaker
Boy: *I don't want names that mean war/warrior or elude to it*
Axel - father of peace Simon - listener Farrel - brave Galen - calm Kairos - right moment Declan - full of goodness Kenzo - healthy and wise Elio - the sun Ace - one/unity Evander - good man Aramis - Ambitious Uraz - fortune/luck Kepler - after the scientist, means maker of cloaks and hoods Veles - god of earth, water, livestock and underworld Bodhin - knowledge Cato - all-knowing
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