#agent thirteen

[gyokujyn]

CATWS 10th Anniversary | March 28th » Prompts: Neighbor for @catws-anniversary

a loving homage to A Softer World and @asofteravenger

#marvel mcu #catws10 #steve rogers #sharon carter #agent thirteen #a softer world #a softer avenger #remix #probably the windows too #jyn makes stuff

[shewhowillrise]

Celebrate 60 years of Sharon Carter!

Sharon Carter was introduced to Marvel Comics on December 9th, 1965 in Tales of Suspense #75.

From December 10th, 2024 to December 9th, 2025, all Sharon Carter fans are challenged to make a years worth of content for this amazing character!

Content

Art, fic, famcams, moodboards, recs, edits, music videos, etc. all allowed as long as it’s your original content!

While the creator of this event does not agree with certain aspects of the fandom, they do not want to limit the participation of love for this character. All content and ships are allowed.

Even if not posting on AO3, please follow their tagging guide about warnings.

Rules

Sharon Carter Centric

Don’t steal other people’s content

Warn for ANY triggering content

Be respectful to other participants

Prompts

Prompts are all on a spreadsheet!

Bingo Option

If you feel overwhelmed about doing the whole year, a bingo option is available!

NEW CHANGE TO BINGO: can have a bingo card for the WHOLE YEAR without splitting it in half! (Got the generator to work lol)

Links

Tumblr: @sharoncarterweek

Twitter: SharonCWeek

AO3 Collection: Sharon Carter 60th Year Celebration

Run By:

@shewhowillrise / @sharoncarterweek

#Sharon Carter #agent 13 #agent thirteen #agent Sharon carter #captain America #marvel comics #women of marvel

[couldntbedamned]

"But Sharon didn't tell Steve she was spying on him!"

Wow. It's almost like she was undercover and doing her job as an agent.

It's almost like she held to her mission rather than lead Steve on and date him under false pretenses.

Like, can you imagine the vitriol fandom would have lobbed at her if she'd dated Steve as "Kate"? Oh my god fandom would be accusing her of sexually assaulting him and calling for her fucking head.

"She shouldn't have pursued Steve!"

I'm sorry. Did we watch the same fucking movies? Because Steve Rogers pursued Sharon. Steve is the one who asked her out. Steve was the one who walked her back to the hotel after the funeral. Steve was the one who kissed Sharon. It wasn't the other way around.

(And seriously fuck the Brussos and Markus/McFeeley for implying that Sharon Fucking Carter, in any fucking universe, would willingly let the man who would one day be her great uncle kiss her. I get they don't care about CA canon and proper characterization but yikes.)

Also fuck Steve Rogers and his little friends for leaving Sharon in the wind like that after she risked everything to help him.

Honestly she seems better off without them.

#sharon carter #agent thirteen #the mcu and its fandom don't deserve you #anti mcu steve #mcu steve couldn't pull 616 sharon carter if the fate of the multiverse depended on it

[inlovewithbats]

cautiously optimistic

#bamf sharon carter #sharon carter #sharon carter defense squad #bamf agent 13 #agent thirteen #agent 13 #emily vancamp #Youtube

[beetlekord]

#steve rogers #captain america #sharon carter #agent thirteen

[dingoat]

Some serious kenergy happening tonight

#swtor #swtor screenshots #imperial agent #ahuska #thirteen #mojo dojo dream house #dingoat plays games #time to blow up another star fortress!!

[transingthoseformers]

So got the guidebook and have been reading through it, here's some stuff I've noticed that no one else seems to have talked about:

Schloder has a taser built to take on Transformers

Shockwave's alt mode is a Cybertronian tank, making him probably the only known Transformer with an original Cybertronian alt mode

Dr. Meridian used to work in Philadelphia before he was sent to San Fransisco

Tarantulas is over 4 million years old. He doesn't seem to have joined the Decepticons out of agreeing with their fight, and also seems to resent his fellow Decepticons because they "failed to appreciate his inventions." He's also pretty inventive, as he's making inventions using junk and Cybertronian technology.

So colony worlds are apparently canon in Earthspark, as it's discussed that spacebridges were used to connect colony worlds across the universe, in order to find more energon. But from what the text seems to indicate, this was far into the past, as it's something Ancient Cybertronians did.

The last thing actually makes me wonder if we're getting colony worlds in a future season of ES, as "Ancient Cybertronian" might reference the 13 Primes, which also might mean the 13 Primes made those colonies, like it was in IDW.

OOO THATD BE COOL!

Because I too think we're going to get that, and I very super hope we get Caminus, Windblade, and Cityspeaking! How fucking cool would it be if one of the kids could Cityspeak

Makes sense that Shockwave is a Cybertronian tank, considering he out of everyone is often a Cybertronian tank?

A lot of this makes sense, and Tarantulas's part is what I've been running with too (though I feel like his past within the decepticons is. Interesting, given what Bumblebee had to say about him.)

#maccadam #transformers #i am on my hands and knees hasbro please give us interesting colony worlds and showwww them to ussss #transformers earthspark #transformers idw #transformers aligned #tfe mandroid #tfe shockwave #tfe agent schloder #tfe schloder #tfe Tarantulas #like? to me? he's got a redemption arc in progress but his past is Very Not Good considering his other iterations #would this mean earth was supposed to ve quintus's colony? y? n? #i hope ancient cybertronian refers to the thirteen primes

[ffshipbracket]

#thirteen x yasmin #yasmin x thirteen #peggy x angie #angie x peggy #cartinelli #thasmin #doctor who #agent carter #round 1 #ffshipbracket

[postalninja]

Woah! Looks like the ICA accidentally leaked this communication! From the briefing, it sounds like someone in our fandom is the target! :O @cajunandfire have you heard this??

#not clickbait #hitman fandom #cajunandfire #the thirsty thirteen #diana burnwood #agent 47 #Happy Birthday Spicy! #postal ninja voice acting

[myth-blossom]

Myth Asks the Fandom

It’s been far too long since I’ve posted one of these! Might as well use the polls function for it 😊

#Myth Asks the Fandom #hitman #hitman fandom #agent 47 #Thirsty Thirteen

[radarchives]

#obey me #satan #solomon #thirteen #canon they/them demon serun? i am intrigued #i LOVE unimportant side characters #shoutout to lesbian legend queen rose and poor real estate agent mahazael who can't catch a break #queuecifer

[emiliasilverova]

Silverova's very own list of 00 agents

No idea if anybody will be interested to be fair, but well, I made this on a whim 🙃

Some notes:

This is Craig!Bond verse, set in 2014 shoo, shoo, Spectre

13 00s, because I don't think there has been any number above 0013 in the extended universe (that being said I'm not using any characters from said extended universe, because I just don't know them well enough). Also it puts Bond right at the middle 👀

001 is a weird case because he's both an OC and not an OC. He's technically the main character of the video game GoldenEye Rogue Agent, but since he's one of those silent protagonists everything but his name and appearance is completely made up by me

If @themuller13 is hanging around here, hope you're not mad that I couldn't find a better name than "Martisha" for Nomi

004 chose his name specifically to confuse people over the pronunciation (spoiler: it's Ka-zhee-myesh)... and also because I couldn't help making a Metal Gear Solid reference (Kaz, hmmm?)

"Panj" happens to mean "five" in Punjabi (thanks for the intel @00qsillyfanturtle)

James bloody Bond, a Catholic? 😱 Yessir (or ma'am, or any term that applies)

009 is named Eric after Eric Bryce (009 in the Spectre script)

My faceclaims for 008 and 0010 are respectively Regé-Jean Page and Joanna Dark (from the N64 game Perfect Dark)

0011 is Silver (my 16 year old OC) in 00 form. You might have encountered her in some fics of mine already

0013 is by far the least murderous one of them (followed by 005)

Religious background is just, well, a background--doesn't mean they're practising, or even believers

Languages in italics mean that said languages are more or less understood, though not enough to hold a conversation

You can ask lore questions on any of them, if you want. I'll be certainly happy to answer!

PS: damn, it's my 100th post 😮

(Also, cut in two parts to be a bit more readable on mobile)

#james bond #007 #craig!bond #headcanon #00 agents #nomi #alec trevelyan #original 00s #q like #oh god thirteen of them #language nerdism #autism goes brrrrrr #i mean look at this #a goddamn s p r e a d s h e e t #perhaps one day i'll actually use this in fic #in any case #if you're still here you're entitled to a cookie 🍪

[asterlark]

a side effect of watching shows like lockwood & co that star teenagers as a mid/late twentysomething is that every time they're doing something wildly dangerous and/or suicidal i'm just like no!! stop that!!! put down that sword and go to bed you hooligans!!!

#lockwood and co #mine #you are CHILDREN please GO TO BED #[aggressively tucks them in and makes them drink water] #when i saw lucy was signed up as an agent at THIRTEEN??? this shit is so fucked up no wonder they're depressed

[couldntbedamned]

Lessons etched into my body...to find meaning.

“You're not alone,” Sam told her, trying to be patient.

“But I was for more than seven years,” she replied. “It's going to take time to learn how to play nice again.”

“It’s not like we were really gone those five years,” Sam reasoned. “No time passed at all.”

Sharon let out a harsh laugh. “Well, it did for me. I didn’t get lost in the Blip.”

“That's not the kind of thing you keep from your team,” Rhodey said disapprovingly. “Steve had you down as one of the lost.”

“And I'm sure that when it came to looking for me he looked really hard,” she said with a scoff.

“That's not fa-” Barnes started.

“Don’t talk to me about ‘fair’!” she snapped. "Look, you got me a pardon and I'm grateful. I really am. But you have no idea what I've been through.”

“Then tell us,” Sam urged.

“Tell you what, exactly? How I went on the run after helping you? Or how every time I tried to reach out I was blocked? Maybe you want to hear how I was caught by a fringe Hydra group and held captive for for a few years? How I was tortured, raped, torn apart physically and psychologically?"

Rhodey opened his mouth to interrupt but she barreled on.

"The times they made me fight their enhanced test subjects, do you want to hear about those? What about waking up on the surgical table, cut open and piles of ashes everywhere because the anesthesiologist was Snapped?"

"Sharon…” Rhodes was at a loss for words. Behind him, Barnes looked as though he wanted to murder someone.

"How did you make it out?" Christine asked, looking like she was torn between crying or breaking something.

Sharon lifted the left side of her shirt to just under her breast. There it was, the vicious and twisted scar she’d seen the night she’d patched Sharon up at the Sanctum. “I stapled myself shut after breaking my fingers to get out of the cuffs they had restraining me to the table. Then I had to fight my way out of that base in the chaos and find a hospital that wasn't turning away patients. It was more than six hours before they could triage me in. I coded twice in the waiting room alone. Then I was treated to a month-long stay because apparently human ashes aren't meant to get inside surgical wounds.” She dropped the shirt. "Causes one hell of an infection."

Barnes stormed out, swearing viciously under his breath.

“We should have looked for you,” Sam said, somber. “After Cap broke us out of the Raft. You helped us out of a tight spot, and we didn’t give it another thought. I’m sorry for that.”

“Look, this isn’t productive,” Sharon said flippantly, wanting to just disappear. She felt exposed and these were the last people she wanted to be so vulnerable around. Well, except for Christine. “What’s happened happened and it’s not as if us lesser mortals can create our own private timeline to live in. Just give me some time and space to figure this whole team thing out. And finish transferring some personal business.”

“Yeah. We’ll do that,” Rhodey said quietly after a long silence.

She stalked off, sick in her stomach.

#sharon carter #agent thirteen #couldntbedamned fic #christine palmer #christine palmer x sharon carter #sharon carter x christine palmer

[askshivanulegacy]

Design Flaws

The snowy hawkbats should have been Cipher Thirteen’s first clue that this was a bad idea.

They were cute. Just like his own little hawkbat form, except white and fuzzy (not to imply that his hawkbat form was cute). 

Covered in a downy layer of fur, like the finest of winter fashion, they clung along the walls of the ice canyons as if they were granite slug-infested ferrocrete and not … frigid and forbidding wastelands (he wondered what they ate). They didn’t have the echolocation horn that he did, or the bioluminescent, environment-sensing fronds, but they did have the tiniest little, fur-covered triangular ears, which he, of course, did not.

Adorable.

With shorter, broader wings, and claws more like miniature icepicks than something reasonable, they nestled together in overlapping layers, covering the exposed, pale skin along the lower third of their wings in fuzzy warmth. Every so often the bottom layer of snow bats would take flight, maybe locating some kind of nourishment, before flitting sporadically back to take their place at the top of the column, tucking in and making the whole colony readjust as they chased the rising line of the falling sun. Neat.

Thirteen turned from the window and went to locate Watcher Five.

* * * * *

The fact that even tauntauns refused to traverse the landscape at dusk should have been Thirteen’s second clue.

“The sun’ll be down in an hour,” the animal keepers told them. “Tauntauns won’t do it. They won’t. Lookit ‘em. They know. It’s a five-hour trip anyway by mount. Did you try the speeder bay?”

Yes, they tried the speeder bay. All were down due to climate-related mechanical issues. That’s why they were here.

Five and Thirteen were forced to abruptly step aside as a tauntaun retreated, with loud complaints, into its not-all-that-warm, yet somehow preferable, stall in the ice cave.

Time for plan, uh. C.

* * * * *

They had, of course, what the tauntauns didn’t, which was thermal clothing embedded with thermal heat packs, specifically made for this planet, for this weather.

Well, Thirteen didn’t, not anymore, not for Plan C. But that was fine. He had thick skin and he’d flown in the cold before. Five packed a duffel with extra winter clothing and gear, while the monstrous, dragon-sized hawkbat looked on, and they were ready to go.

Intel, and Intel’s finest, don’t wait for daybreak.

Thirteen launched them into the fading dusk, and the winter air wrapped around his wings in a cold embrace. The low clouds on the horizon were tinged pink.

Delightful.

Three hours by air to the next installation, max. It would be easy.

* * * * *

Nobody told Thirteen that massive wings capable of resisting blaster bolts can still lose heat like a sieve. And so can large, unfurred ears, like the ears he has to accommodate the echolocation that he’s trying so hard to use right now in the face of the blisteringly cold wind and the downright blistering, driving snow.

The snow stings his eyes and sharp gusts batter them about in the dark. Thirteen does his best to smooth the journey for Watcher Five, and he thinks he succeeds, but he can feel the air yanking and shoving his wings, and it’s an effort to keep them even. His muscles tremble.

How long has it been?

Well, they’ll be there soon enough. If Thirteen is cold, then Five certainly is. He just needs to persevere a little longer.

Tiny icicles form on his eye ridges, and across the rim of his ears and inside them, from the steamy plumes of his hot breath. Not for the first time, he shakes his head to dislodge them, snapping his beak in futile annoyance and grimacing at the burning of his chafed skin. They interfere with his hearing - with what he can see in the sound. Far below, he perceives the slopes and edges of the landscape.

No base, yet.

A little further. 

His wings are stiff from the cold, and he pumps them regularly to keep speed and keep blood flowing. This is fine. He’s flown in the cold before. Not like this, but … still cold.

The wind howls and makes the icicles sing, and he shakes his head again. Five beats on the base of his neck. 

It’s fine. He screams into the wind to tell him so.

It bites back into his lungs.

It’s … painful the way the delicate fronds at the back of his head seem to transmit the frigid air straight into his skull. Had he ever had the problem before? He can’t remember. Maybe he should speak to Five about … a hat. A hawkbat hat. For a giant hawkbat.

The idea makes him chuckle. Oh, but this snow is annoying. It makes his eyes water. Five has goggles, doesn’t he? Thirteen needs those too. For now, maybe he’ll just close his eyes. He doesn’t need them, anyway, can’t see anything even with all the extra spectrums his eyes have access to. Premium design choice, and for what?

No, he can hear the landscape just fine.

The ache of his body fades into the wailing monotony of the wind.

An hour later - or is it minutes later? - he tries to open his eyes and realizes they have frozen shut.

Well, that’s … dastardly. And unfair.

A good shake does nothing for them, neither does a second, longer and more vigorous shake. He could beat the ice free, perhaps, with a wing, or a claw, maybe. But that’s not really conducive for flying or for passengers, is it?

Damn it, Five.

Well, he still has his ears. They’ll be there soon. Won’t they? He’s sure they will. How long has it been?

Five is still there. Isn’t he? He should be. He’d be an idiot if he let himself fall after all this time. Well, he’s wrapped up in enough thermals that they’d cushion the landing and he’d still melt a crater into the ice like a superheated meteor. It’s fine.

He thinks he feels Five patting his neck again. He thinks he hears Five saying something, which his giant ears would definitely pick up, even with the wind. Yes, it’s fine.

It’s fine. 

His wings are heavy. He beats them. He thinks he does. He listens, hard, for their destination to appear. He doesn’t hear anything.

The clouds muffle everything. Should he go lower? 

No, he can hear through clouds. He can hear through that annoying ringing, he can hear past the heaviness of his breath.

He can. He was made for this.

He was.

Except, he wasn’t.

He thinks of flying with a giant winged wolf, soaring among mountain peaks, under a clear, starry sky. She has the aurora wrapped like a shawl in her mane and her tail - the sparkling banner of a comet. He hears her, in the wind. Howling.

Howling.

She was made for this.

Gradually, his head and wings droop. 

The flight comes to an abrupt end.

Thankfully, he doesn’t notice when he plows, headfirst, into the icy slope.

#swtor #Star Wars #Imperial Agent #werewolf AU #my writing #Cipher Thirteen #Watcher Five #5 and 13 #werebeast shenanigans 8) #otherwise known as #you don't know what you don't know #fun learning times for everyone! #13 was not made for extreme weather conditions #flying wolves in the snow have given him delusions of gradeur #also invincibility #maybe you can't SHOOT the monster hawkbat #maybe you can't STAB the monster hawkbat #but you can FREEZE the monster hawkbat #8) #it's super effective #spoiler: 5 is fine actually he's cozy and warm in the thermals :')

[beetlekord]

#steve rogers #captain america #sharon carter #agent thirteen