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iceforcutie · 1 year
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Honestly, Sixsmith, as ridiculous as that thing makes you look,
I don't believe I've ever seen anything more beautiful.
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aintinacage · 1 year
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Marvel Stills #99
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trapezequeen · 1 year
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Song of the Day-NoTheme Thursday (3/2/23)
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“Whatcha Gonna Do? (It’s Up To You)” from Agent Carter
Like If You Know The Song/Reblog or Comment If You Listened To It
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chasingmidnights · 1 year
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Cradle of Life: Part Two
Title: Alexander Pierce
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Summary: After your father’s death, you’re sent a box of his belongings. Come to find out, one of your father’s enemies is after said belongings so you reach out to a few of your friends for help. 
Warnings: fencing sparring with weapons, foil & Sais; gun violence/bullets; character injury/death; mentions of blood/Ebola; gunshot wound; home intrusion; and I believe that’s everything. If I miss anything, I do apologize but you are responsible for what you read. 
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Two days later and you were still trying to break the code on the orb. To say you were getting frustrated would be an understatement and it showed while you were sparring with Edwin. The two of you were fencing and you were being a bit too aggressive for a simple sparring match. You hated to do it but eventually you caved and called Rick, who almost immediately agreed to help. Just as you were lunging forward, Jake entered the room. 
“Anything?” You bark as you remove your helmet and turn your head towards Jake. 
Edwin tries to advance but you manage to block his move just in time, you grunt as you do. Jake sighs as he shakes his head, not wanting to be on the receiving end of your aggression. 
“I know it’s sound that this coin represents but so far everything that I’ve tried hasn’t worked. And there could be dozens, hell, thousands of combinations of sounds that might do the trick. It’ll take a while before I have anything.” Jake explains, and he waits for your reply as you spar against Edwin. 
He watches as the swords tangle together and Edwin manages to knock yours out of your hand and it flies across the floor. A smile forms on Edwin’s face, one of being victorious causing you to narrow your gaze at him. You then do a couple of back flips and collect the Sais displayed on the wall. You twirl them a couple of times as you walk back towards Edwin, the smile from his face instantly fading. You turn your head towards Jake as you get into a defense position. 
“Then we’ll try thousands.” 
Jake lets out a huff of air. “Alright, I’ll get back at it then.” 
Jake walks away and heads back towards the office, he could tell he was in for a long night. You and Edwin continued to spar, each countering the other’s move. You eventually knock Edwin’s sword out of his hands and he concedes. The rest of the day was pretty calm with the slightest bit of tension clinging in the air. You and Jake tried different sound combinations but nothing seemed to be working, which only frustrated you and Jake more. It wasn’t until Edwin was bringing you two some coffee at the late hour, when you finally made some headway on the orb. You were taking a huge drink of your fresh coffee when the orb finally responded to the sound causing Jake to perk up. 
“Woah, what was that?” Jake inquired as he sat up, adjusting his glasses. “Do that again.” 
Before you could do anything though, a bullet broke through the glass window and instantly shattered it. The bullet flies past you and into the decorative bust on the table across your desk. Several more bullets follow suit as the three of you begin to take cover. You roll under the desk, grabbing the two hidden guns that are concealed beneath it. 
“Jake!” You call out to him before looking over at him. You smile to see that he’s already armed. 
The two of you nod at each other as you prepare yourself for a fight. The bullets suddenly stop and you go to peek over the desk when men in tactical gear smash through the window. 
“Get back!” You yell and you look over to see if Edwin is alright, only to find him gone. 
The men begin to force you and Jake out of the room as they begin firing again. Jake pulls you close to him as you scramble out of the office. You already know what they’re after, you don’t even have to think twice about it. The two men keep pushing you and Jake further away from the office as a third man comes through the now broken window. He walks up to the orb and just as he begins to pick it up to put it into a bag, he hears the cock of a shotgun. 
“I don’t think so.” Edwin says sternly and with a straight face. The intruder doesn’t respond so Edwin shoots off a round past the man, a warning shot. “The next one won’t miss. Leave now.” Edwin orders, cocking the shotgun again. 
Edwin then screams out in pain as a bullet pierce his right shoulder causing him to fall to his hands and knees. The intruder takes this moment to snag the orb and run off with it. Just as you and Jake were returning to the office, Edwin was getting back up on his feet as he held his shoulder. 
“Edwin!” You rush over to him to help him and so does Jake. 
He shakes his head, refusing your help. “I’m fine. I’m sorry Y/n but they got the orb, I tried to stop them.” 
You were about to say something when the sound of someone stepping on glass catches the attention of all of you. Still on high alert, you and Jake aim your guns in that direction only to lower them again. 
“What the hell happened here?” Rick inquired as he examined all of the damage. 
You can’t help but roll your eyes at him. “Someone just stole my bloody orb.” You say it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 
Meanwhile, Alexander Pierce along with six other men and women are in a conference room in one of Pierce’s many high rises located in Madripoor. As Pierce is talking about his latest discoveries, one of the men starts coughing and spitting up blood. Looks of concern form on the other’s faces whereas Pierce stops his pacing as he glances down to his watch. When he looks back up, he nods to a waiting agent and they begin to pass out a small pill. Pierce watches as everyone accepts the pill before adjusting his tie. He then starts to walk towards the coughing man, speaking as he does. 
“There’s an expression: “It’s not nice to fool mother nature.” Yet, that’s precisely what I’ve been doing for some time now. While the weapons I make serve their purpose, there have always been limitations. Stable diseases aren’t lethal. Deadly ones burn out too quickly. Mother nature can only be fooled so much. Deploy my weapons, and your enemies, however great, will collapse from within,” Pierce pauses for a brief moment as the man starts to cough harder. “Rather like Mr. Malick’s collapsing right now.” Pierce was about to continue when Ms. Hawley interrupts him. 
“What the hell is going on?!” Mrs. Hawley speaks up, a slight waver in her voice. 
Pierce turns to her. “Malick told MI6 about this meeting. That’s why the change in location. He was going to turn me over to them in return for his own safety.” Pierce then turns his attention to Malick, who was still coughing uncontrollably. Pierce grabs him by the hair and forces him to look at him. “A smart man would’ve known I was on to him. He would’ve never come to the meeting. But I knew you would. You actually thought you could fool me. That, gentlemen, is the sound of a traitor dying,” Pierce lets go of Mr. Malick as he takes his final breath. A long, pregnant pause fills the room as the group waits for what Pierce has to say next. “That was an accelerated form of Ebola, deadliest disease known to man. Highly contagious. However, as with all known diseases, there exist stockpiles of antiserum in the West.” Pierce was over by the agent who had handed out the pills and took the last one. He glances down at his watch and waits a few more seconds before taking the pill and placing it in his mouth, swallowing it down with nothing but his saliva. He waits a moment as he watches his colleagues do the same thing except swallowing theirs down with water. “There is no antiserum for what I’m offering you. No treatment. No vaccine. No cure. The world’s never seen anything like what I’ve uncovered.” 
“Uncovered?” Rockwell inquires. 
Pierce turns to him. “Yes, see, I’ve branched out. Archaeology. 5-3-4-9-2-0-8, that is the account at the Mashreq Bank. One hundred million each, if you please.” 
The group looks around at each other, each wondering what exactly could be worth that type of money. Pierce then spots Brock Rumlow out of the corner of his eye, waiting for him. Pierce then concludes the meeting, telling them the short version of Pandora’s box before walking out of the conference room. Rumlow and Pierce then begin to walk down the hallway. 
“Did you retrieve it?” Pierce inquires, glancing over at Brock. 
“Yes sir. It’s down in the lab as we speak.” Brock replies. 
Pierce nods his head in approval. “Good. Because I just told a room full of men about Pandora. We can’t have any setbacks.”  
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adorationx · 2 years
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Dot the i (2003)
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flopianasupreme · 9 months
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the specific lighting on each cover is something so special to me
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hischiersdraisaitl · 9 months
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HEARTSTOPPER S2 | 04. CHALLENGE
#finding out that your friend has a skill that you previously knew nothing about
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thatsolacegirl · 4 months
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Screenshot from Avengers Tower Yule Log released by Marvel.
This is the cutest thing ever. It's like, I'm transported to the 2012 Avengers era. Look at the stockings! 😭
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Names on the stockings: Maria, Darcy, Clint, Thor, Tony, Pepper, Nat, Rhodey, Steve, Happy and Bruce.
(Also, Bruce's stockings😭😭😭😭)
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springsolitaire · 9 months
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when alice said they had big plans for isaac i was so excited to see aroace rep, and i was absolutely not disappointed.
his whole storyline was amazingly done and written, i thiught it was really heartbreaking when isaac becomes frustrated with his friends for assuming he has a crush on james just because they hang out, and keep inserting themselves into his love life/life in general. i especially loved that isaac got his ‘heartstopper moment’ during the speech from episode 7 “sorry”, which was just so beautiful and isaac (& alice) really captured how it feels to live in a world where if you dont have a crush or a relationship, you dont matter and people don’t really pay much attention to you.
“being in a world where romance and sex are prized above everything else when you dont feel those forms of attraction. growing up feeling that something about you is different, but you dont have the words to describe what that is. but then, freedom. the euphoria of freeing yourself from those pressures and expectations.”
that was the best way ive heard being aroace being explained. its so difficult not knowing why you’re different and struggling to accept that youre not broken. this speech was beautiful.
im so excited to see how isaac continues on this journey in season 3, and see him accept himself more and see theres nothing wrong with him.
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pandalikeelf · 8 months
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merlin meets mr.darcy // [insp.]
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yoshinobuiha · 1 year
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1997.
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aintinacage · 1 year
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hotjaneaustenmenpoll · 2 months
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There needs to be an "Austen adjacent men" bracket. So many hotties in Austenland (and other properties I guess) and no way to rank them.
it may not be a full bracket but your wish is my command - here are some austen-adjacent men to vote on...
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curse my spelling mistakes *Mr Nobley
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chasingmidnights · 1 year
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Cradle of Life: Part Three
Title: On Behalf of Her Majesty
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Summary: After your father’s death, you’re sent a box of his belongings. Come to find out, one of your father’s enemies is after said belongings so you reach out to a few of your friends for help. 
Warnings: mentions of Character injury/gunshot wound; mentions of Character needing stitches; mentions of imprisonment; mentions of property damage & criminal trespass; mentions of death of a parent; mentions of bio-terror; and I believe that’s everything you might need to look out for. I apologize if I missed anything but you are responsible for what you read. 
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Back at the manor, Edwin and Jake were helping you clean up the place after the attack on your home. Thankfully Edwin’s wound wasn’t too bad and all he needed was a couple of stitches once the bullet was removed. You and Rick were out walking in the gardens, with your Egyptian Mau Cleo following close behind. You were catching him up on everything he’d missed, including the letter from your father. Having just finished telling him everything, Rick was trying to process it all. 
“Jesus, I’m sorry about your dad Y/n, I know how close you two were. I’m also sorry I wasn’t there.” Rick says, you can hear the sincerity in his deep voice. 
You stop and turn to face him. “Why weren’t you?” 
Rick lets out a huff of air. “I tried, really, I did. But my dumbass self did something stupid and got put in jail. Russian jail at that. I was only released a month ago.” 
“Seriously Rick? What did you do this time?” You can’t help but shake your head at him. 
“Oh you know, the usual. A bit of trespass and some property damage.” Rick says almost nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders as he does. 
Typical Rick, anything for a good find. “Was it worth it at least?” 
“Honestly, no. I would’ve much rather have been here with you.” Rick answers as he turns to face you fully. 
You couldn’t help but stare into his sky blue eyes nor could you stop the butterflies from forming in your stomach. As much as you wanted to hate him for not being there, you just couldn’t. Before you could get a chance to reply or do anything, the sound of a helicopter approaching catches yours and Rick’s attention. You notice the MI6 logo on the side of it and watch as it lands next to the pond, you can’t help the groan that escapes you. You and Rick exchange a look before heading back to the house. By the time you got to the house, you heard Edwin offering people some tea. 
“No, they wouldn’t. Tea is for guests, the door is for intruders!” You interrupt, voice firm and even. 
Edwin interjects. “They’re from MI6.” 
“I can tell, from their soft hands and pressed suits. They make decisions and leave the dirty work for others. I’ve no interest in-” 
“His name’s Alexander PIerce. Along with his henchman, Brock Rumlow.”  One of the MI6 agents says as he hands you a photo of the two men. 
You narrow your gaze at him before accepting the photo. You hold it out for 
you and Rick to look at together, Rick is the one to speak up first. “I know him, well, of him. What’s a scientist got to do with all of this?” 
“He’s now the foremost designer of biological weapons in the world. His creations have been at the heart of bio-terror in the past years. Pierce’s disdain for life is legendary. He doesn’t care who his weapons kill. We know Pierce had men sent after you to retrieve the orb and deliver it to him. What we don’t know, is why. Candidly that terrifies us. Pierce is not to be trifled with.” The other agent explains, taking back the photos from you. 
Then it dawns on you and you don’t know why it didn’t sooner. “Pandora’s box.” You say more to yourself than to anyone. The two agents glance at each other as they wait for you to continue. You look over at Jake before turning to Rick. “Pierce is going to use the orb to find Pandora’s box.” 
The first agent scoffs before he speaks up again. “The Greek myth? Pandora opens a forbidden box and unleashes pain into the world?” 
Rick glances down at you, waiting for the sarcasm that’s about to come out of you. He knew all about your father’s obsession with Pandora. You couldn’t stop the eye roll even if you had tried. 
“That’s the Sunday school version, yes. How do you think life began? Shooting star? Primordial ooze? In 2300 BC, an Egyptian pharaoh found a place he named, The Cradle of Life, where we, life, began. There, he found a box, the box which brought life to Earth. The pharaoh opened the box but all that was left inside was the Ramante, or anti-life. The plague, which came as the companion to life.” 
“Companion?” The second agent inquires, raising a brow. 
You mentally groan, these two were bloody idiots. 
“Nature is about balance. All the world comes in pairs. Yin and yang, right and wrong-” 
“What did this plague do exactly?” The second agent asked. 
You swear, these twits. You walk across the room over to the globe at the far end, talking as you do. “It leveled the pharaoh’s army. The pharaoh’s son dispatched his finest soldier to take the box which he then transported the box to the end of the world. 2000 years later, Alexander the Great reached India,” You pause for a moment as you spin the globe to find India, putting your index finger on the country once you found it. “Where his army was ravaged by a plague after finding a box.” 
The first agent speaks up again. “India? That’s where the soldier brought it?” 
You go to take your place next to Rick again. “Alexander felt the box was too powerful, so he returned it to its home, The Cradle of Life. It has never been seen since.” 
“And this Cradle of Life is where?” The second agent speaks up. 
“Alexander used a map with the box, which he then hid from the world. But the name he gave this map was ‘Mati’, and the literal translation for the word ‘Mati’ is eye. The orb is the map. Pierce will use it to find Pandora’s box and when he opens it, he will unleash a weapon more powerful than you could ever imagine.” You conclude.
The two agents step off to the side as you, Rick, Jake, and Edwin have your own side conversation. 
“Jake, do you think you could come up with some way to figure out that pattern on the orb to find the location?” 
Jake rubs the back of his head. “With just the images? Yeah, I might be able to, it might take a while though.” 
“Do it then.” You order. 
Jake then walks towards the office to get started. 
“What’s the plan?” Rick inquired, putting his hands on his hips. 
Before you can answer, you hear the agents finish up. “Right, thank you.” The first one then turns to the three of you once he’s off of the phone completely. “On behalf of Her Majesty, recover this box before Alexander Pierce.” 
You stare at them, you’re almost baffled that they’re trying to give you orders. “Oh, well, now that I have Her Majesty’s permission.” 
“We’ll assign two of our best agents to help.” The first agent offers. 
“I don’t want them.” You inform them abruptly. 
“I beg your pardon but expertise in archaeology doesn’t-” the second agent starts to argue. 
You roll eyes at the two agents. “I didn’t say that I don’t need help. But you won’t get me there in time.” You make eye contact with Rick who already knew what you were thinking. 
“Y/n, you can’t be serious.” Rick comments about what you’re about to request. “He’s in prison for a reason!” 
You’re both facing each other. “He’s our best bet to get where we need to and fast.” You counter argue. 
Rick lets out a sigh as he shakes his head. “I was the voice of reason, remember that when he betrays you.” 
You nod your head in understanding before returning your attention to the two agents. Your face is as serious as it could be. “I need Helmut Zemo.” 
The first agent begins to shake his head vigorously. “Not if he were the last man on Earth!” The first agent notices the look of confusion on his partner’s face. “Helmut Zemo, ex-commander with the Royal Marines, turned mercenary and traitor. Put that man on the trail of a weapon he can sell to the highest bidder? No, absolutely not.” 
You tilt your head at him as you raise a brow. “Do you want me to get this job done or not?”
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adorationx · 2 years
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My brain has assigned "The Draw" by Bastille to @rosemaidenvixen 's fic "A Secret's Worth", so here's a song art thing. Enjoy!
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I am so pleased that Jim's four fingered hand being his right one lined up with the "In my right hand, there's the great unknown" line in the song.
Congrats on finishing your fic @rosemaidenvixen !
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