Freedom is life's greatest lie

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13th October at 12:28 am
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13th October at 12:27 am
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xagentcarter:

you-crave-subjugation:

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"You do realize how famous you are,
right? How many people know your
name? You basically are a celebrity.”

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"Please forgive me for possibly sounding
rude when I say that I….I don’t really know what
to say to that. I never thought I’d be anything near
to famous. That wasn’t my job.”

"And that’s what makes you so admirable. You
did all of this and in such a selfless manner.
Granted, your agents tried to take me out once,
but hey — it’s all good now.” Of course she had 
to let that slip. On purpose or not? One may never
really know.



datseabass:

you-crave-subjugation:

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"Oh, shit — I’m sorry." And now she was curious about who exactly the dude was, if not her brother. "You don’t have to tell me more. I won’t pry."

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"It’s alright…" she sighed. "It’s my fault, I brought it up." Air blew past her lips and she snap-clapped a few times. "The only thing that I don’t like about laying in the street is you can’t really see much of anything. Streetlights make visibility nearly impossible.”

Without much of a thought she whispered something and all the streetlights disappeared. They’d been lucky that no cars had come by either. “Well, would ya look at that.”




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13th October at 12:17 am
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ninasempsds:

  • icons da kath no 4x06 pro anony que pediu
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13th October at 12:11 am
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xagentcarter:

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"A birdy told me a woman out of time was poking about. The
famed Peggy Carter in the flesh — it’s like I’m greeting a celebrity.”

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"A celebri— oh, I don’t know about that.
I’m just —- I was just doing my duty, ma’am.”

"You do realize how famous you are,
right? How many people know your
name? You basically are a celebrity.”




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13th October at 12:09 am
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  “So the female form I picked isn’t unique
                                  to just me? Huh. Lookin’ good.”




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12th October at 10:21 pm
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datseabass:

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     ”Sounds confusing. Haven’t had the talk yet?”

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"Love to, but can’t. He’s dead."

"Oh, shit — I’m sorry." And now she was curious about who exactly the dude was, if not her brother. "You don’t have to tell me more. I won’t pry."




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12th October at 10:10 pm
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datseabass:

you-crave-subjugation:

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"Got a current non-oaf in the picture?"

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"I might…then again, I might not. It depends on how you look at it."

     ”Sounds confusing. Haven’t had the talk yet?”




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12th October at 9:52 pm
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"A birdy told me a woman out of time was poking about. The
famed Peggy Carter in the flesh — it’s like I’m greeting a celebrity.”




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12th October at 9:50 pm
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datseabass:

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Loki turned her head to look up at the sky. “Exes are usually exes for a reason, and I’ve met a lot of oafs in my lifetime.”

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"I’m sure. I’ve only had two, but they certainly fit the description.”

"Got a current non-oaf in the picture?"




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12th October at 9:39 pm
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delicious-food-porn:

Peanut Butter Cup Blondies

delicious-food-porn:

Peanut Butter Cup Blondies




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12th October at 8:55 pm
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permissiontogoafterhim:

Chris Evans for GQ Magazine July 2011




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12th October at 8:52 pm
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datseabass:

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"He’s your ex, isn’t he? Must mean he’s no more than an oaf or idiot.” A shrug and almost a smirk. “If there’s another opportunity, I’d speed up.”

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Dropping her eyes, she chuckled quietly and held her tongue. “You almost sound like you’re speaking from experience…”

Loki turned her head to look up at the sky. “Exes are usually exes for a reason, and I’ve met a lot of oafs in my lifetime.”




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12th October at 6:59 pm
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datseabass:

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"The oaf was probably flattered that you gave him so much attention," she murmured, almost under her breath. "Did you manage to break anything?"

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“‘Oaf’…” an eyebrow arched and she eyed the other a bit warily, but then shook it off and faced the sky. “Meh…” she made a face. “Now I wish I did.”

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"He’s your ex, isn’t he? Must mean he’s no more than an oaf or idiot.” A shrug and almost a smirk. “If there’s another opportunity, I’d speed up.”





Anonymous whispered:

"M!a: A magical sceptre plunges thru your chest and shoulder narrowly missing his heart. The catch is this wound cannot be healed magically. Any use of magic on/near the wound by anyone will tear it closer to your heart. Lasts until healed naturally."

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        C a t a s t r o p h i c
                                               a  g  o  n  y.

That did not even begin to cover the pain he felt when the sceptre plunged
through his chest. At first he feared the worst — that he would die from such
wounds before he could see his beloved again, but then the magic of the anon
weighed upon his mind and told him the terms. The miserable, grotesque terms
that he had no choice but to live with.

          He dropped down hard to the floor and to his side, grunting from the pain
          and breathing quickly as blood spilled from the wound. Crave gritted his
          teeth and did the only thing he knew he had to —
                                        remove the g o d d a m n sceptre.

It would hurt, and make the bleeding worse, but he had no choice. One hand
wrapped around the handle, and before he could change his mind Crave
yanked out the sceptre and threw it to the side. No matter how injured, he
refused to make a sound. He’d lived through pain before; knew how it
worked and festered. What was also known was that the greys that had
done this to him would be watching, and he refused to give that kind of
satisfaction to them.

              The only thing he did allow himself to do, however, was use his
              lock to send a signal out to his family — to anyone close by. Because
              if he did not get assistance soon he would bleed out and lose more
              blood than even a god could handle.