MRS

denidimochka:

I wanted to do Clementine a little older and after everyone she’s ever cared about has died a gruesome death, obviously.

Your boy is a soldier & he tastes of gunpowder,
when he touches you, his hands scorch your body,
leaving wisps of black smoke, 
evidence
that something happened here.
Proof
that this was a battleground. (x)

punchitmrsulu:

“Rick, you can’t just be the good guy and expect to live, okay? Not anymore.”

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thymoss:

female robbery ( femme fatale crime spree )

what was your motivation, then? journalists asked, eagerly leaning over trembling notepads, in the rare event they graciously granted an interview, more out of pity for the fascination they generated than anything else.

the women would glance at each other, eyes flickering a language faster than even the eagle-eyed writers can decode; and a few of them shrug.

because we wanted to, one of them answers, simply.

in the media, iconic images of them frame them strikingly - heels edged sharply, guns slung over poised shoulders, lots of visual cues that build them as easy to fear, dripping danger even from the still of a photograph. but in action, they blend in whenever they so wish, melting into the background to dispatch security officers before they stride languidly to the counters of the biggest banks in each state and unfurl fingers expectantly - reminiscent not of the crudeness of robbery, but of royalty awaiting tribute.

they always get what they want.

(of course, what they don’t tell the journalists, is that the robberies? they’re just public relations - society did so love a god damned show, from its women, most of all. it was their bit of fun, because they’d set the necessary wheels in motion a long time ago - rearranged the complex financial networks that once siphoned money from bottom up, now tangled to pour it all back to the society to whom they truly belonged to in the first place.)

any last words?

they all smile simultaneously at that. one last thing - there’s no need to thank us.

christmas gifts darkbloomed, femme fatale extraordinaire for whom the world rests, awaiting, at her feet

literature meme [1/3 genres]

“While the South is hardly Christ-centered, it is most certainly Christ-haunted.” - Flannery O’Connor

‘Common themes in Southern Gothic literature include deeply flawed, disturbing or eccentric characters who may or may not dabble in hoodoo, ambivalent gender roles and decayed or derelict settings, grotesque situations, and other sinister events relating to or coming from poverty, alienation, crime and violence.’

missdewitts:

the luteces calmly dealing with booker’s shit

winterlive:

ellidfics:

seguin2011-deactivated20160217:

The unsung heroes.

That was one of the most horrifying, painful, beautiful parts of the movie.  So many of them weren’t prepared, so many were administrators who had no clue that the STRIKE teams had turned, let alone that a killing machine like the Winter Soldier was on the loose.  

So many of them died.

And yet none of them hesitated.  Despite the propaganda Pierce had unleashed, despite their orders, despite everything, they still responded.  Their sacrifice, their heroism - they gave the last full measure of devotion, and I can’t imagine that Steve wouldn’t attend the memorial service, even if he had to use a wheelchair or a cane because his own wounds hadn’t finished healing.

“Captain’s orders” indeed.

without these people, there IS no Captain America.

scarletvsion:

GET TO KNOW ME MEME: 6 favorite male characters » James Buchanan Barnes

“Thank you, Buck. But I can get by on my own.”
“The thing is, you don’t have to. I’m with you till the end of the line, pal.”

teen-wolf-archive:

The Argent family has been around for over 400 years. A powerful, wealthy, aristocratic family of werewolf hunters.