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vs the Weak Signal
@brokenspy​ gets a season 5 fix it AU
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“Sarah?“ Chuck’s fingers flew across the keyboard, the connection to her earpiece fluctuating. He glanced up, in between entering commands into his laptop, to check the “borrowed” security feeds surrounding him. He could only stay here for so long, before the guards that Morgan was distraction down in the lobby realized that he was just that. A distraction.
“Sarah, baby, I hope that you can hear me. Casey needs to stay on level two or there’s no getting out for any of us. But if you go down the corridor and bank a left, there should be a staircase that will get you past their security patrol. But you’ve got to go now.”
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seesgood · 2 years
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✨ 👉👈
i feel like this one is a cop out but LIKE YOU WRITE SARAH WALKER?! that's the thing i like most. and there's so much more than that but holy shit i can't even tell you when i first saw your blog all these years ago i scream flailed bc i was so excited and TO THIS DAY whenever i see your url and see you're still following me ( which, like, why??? ) i want to cry because YOU! SARAH! YOUR WRITING! YOU WRITING SARAH! i can't even put it into words
🐝  *  ―  send ✨ or ( ‘SPARKLE’ ) and i’ll tell you at least one thing i like most about you , your blog , your portrayal , your muse.
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khakerskayavdova-a · 2 years
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𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  [ … ]   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄,
BOLD what applies - italicise sometimes.   repost,  don’t reblog.
fights honourably / fights dirty
prefers close - quarters / prefers range
chats during / goes silent
low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance
attacks in bursts / attacks steadily
goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first
is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases
gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking
uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle / rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging
fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement
fights because they have to / fights because they want to
fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another
prefers a blade /  prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic, alchemy or spells
their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional
transforms for battle / fights as they appear
relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed
uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential / exhausts quickly / has high stamina
behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities
uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength
avoids civilians / strikes down civilians
damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings
signature fighting style / makes it up as they go
mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set
fancy footwork / sloppy footwork
messy fighter / elegant fighter
accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy
compliments their opponent / insults their opponent
uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves
prefers to dodge / prefers to block
defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable
uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method
plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy
waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready
fears death / fears pain / fears killing
has ptsd  / avoids fighting
has lost a fight / has won a fight
has killed / refuses to kill
wants to die standing / would succumb slowly
stolen from: @knowseverythingaboutyou​
tagging: @the-blackest-spider​ @trckstaer​ @ardentsolis​ @thesilverandjetsystem​ @wnterslder​ @agentsterling​ @brokenspy​ @spynerd​
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spynerd · 3 years
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vs the Déjà Vu
@brokenspy​
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Everything was dark. 
In the past, Chuck had woken up a few times with a momentary disorientation, a video game controller in hand and a game on a kill screen or a bottle of something empty on the floor and him right down beside it in those particularly difficult months after Stanford. Now, even before Chuck opened his eyes, nothing made sense. His head pounded, like one of those hangover mornings waking up wishing the floor would swallow him up. His shoulders were sore, stiff, and pulled awkwardly behind his back. Head drooped, his neck, too, ached, and he groaned at he straightened it and blinked his eyes open.
It was a warehouse, moonlight creeping in through broken windows. A woman was across from him, her own head lolled to the side and her face obscured by curls of blonde hair. She was bound to a chair and it was in that precise moment that Chuck realized that he was, in fact, in a similar predicament. Oh god, he thought, trying to remind himself to breathe, I’m gonna be an episode of True Crime!
Chuck looked around, heart pounding, twisting as far as he could in the chair; the only thing but for the two of them that he could see in the dim were a few forgotten crates and scrap wood. No axe wielding serial killer. Not yet at least. He turned back to the woman. “Hey? Hey, are you alright?” Please, please be alive. “Please wake up.”
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malusxlupus-a · 2 years
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The IT Girl
@brokenspy​
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“Righ’...“ Rose turned around, quickly stowing the dimension cannon into a jacket pocket. Secret base, probably not a sign on the door that said ‘Welcome!’... not that she’d used the door. She’d neglected to close out the file she’d been looking through, however - the first thing that had popped up when she’d searched ‘Doctor’ was a file on a neurologist and her cardiologist husband. Possibly, not the right universe. Not quite yet. 
“You’re probably wonderin’ what I’m doing at your computer.” Hands rose into the air and she sighed, unaware of the beautiful irony of what she said next, given the Buy More store directly above her head. “S’pose you wouldn’t believe I’m IT?“ 
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lindscys · 2 years
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𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭(𝐢𝐬𝐡) 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬   →   accepting.
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@brokenspy​ : “ please,  tell me why you’re upset.  tell me who did this? “
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erin swallowed hard. she’d never been good with her emotions, especially in front of other people. she preferred to feel in private, keeping up a front for those around her. she wasn’t about to show a sign of weakness, much less to sarah. “are you actually that concerned? or are you looking for something to use against me?” harsh? perhaps. but lashing out tended to be one of her instincts, one she’d developed as a teenager and from time to time came to ahead as an adult despite her best efforts. “i’m fine. i don’t need you to try and protect me. i can look after myself.”
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stcrsaligned · 3 years
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@brokenspy​ group verse starter
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"Hey," Luke tilted his head to the side, gesturing with his chin towards the violin case. "I've always wondered, can you rock out on one of those things?"
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charlesxcarmichael · 4 years
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v.s. the 30 Foot Rule
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After her strange behavior the night before, jerking her feet away and her hesitance to have her neck cracked, her willingness to settle into his arms and nestle her feet between his where they belonged was a great relief. Chuck fell asleep peacefully, his face buried in the crook of her neck. Their bed had felt so empty without her beside him, not that he’d managed to get much sleep. 
Just on the cusp of waking up, Chuck curled in closer to her - somehow they’d parted in the night. His hand slipped in under her pillow to avoid it getting squished in below him (How was spooning both the most comforting and uncomfortable position to sleep?) and -
Chuck sat up with a shout. Jerking away from her and the knife under her pillow,  blood dripped on their sheets from a red line on his hand.  
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alyafae-a · 2 years
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[ @brokenspy​ :   sarah &. clint ]
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“ you and me, it’s bound to be a fun mission! ”    clint smirks, folding his bow and putting it away.    “ what do you say, we finish this mission before the weekend and take two days off afterwards? no one needs to know. ”
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shesdaylight-arch · 2 years
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There was a lot that she would change about the Intersect.  For starters, she’d change that it was even put inside of her brain in the first place, if she could.   But then again, she wouldn’t have had the chance to experience everything she had with the CIA,  with Casey,  with Sarah.  And part of her thought those experiences, though life threatening and terrifying, were once in a lifetime.   “Never change you who are,”   she told Sarah after a moment of silence, getting lost in her own thoughts.    “We’re...   we’re catching lightning in a bottle, don’t give a fuck about tomorrow...”   she paused.   “Okay,  well,  maybe we do,  but what I’m trying to say is that,   this entire life is something most people only dream about and...   just never change,  Sarah.”        // @brokenspy + sc!
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“I’ll still be here when you wake up.” chuck
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It still felt like a dream, being home... and that was just what unsettled him. Those twisted dreams had felt this real too, that Sarah pulled from his thoughts and twisted around to hurt him, to get at what was buried in his mind, had felt real. "I'm going to hold you to that," Chuck whispered, leaning up to touch a kiss against her cheek.
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doctordonovan-a · 3 years
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closed starter  for  @brokenspy​
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 for someone who is,    overall,     forever   attentive   to   being   the   best   version   of   herself     -     there   is   a   playful   teasing   that   cannot   be   excused.     humour   has   always   been   a   shortcoming   of   hers    -     a   thing   that   reveals   so   much   more   than   she   would   like.     yet   still   when   she   sits   with   vibrant   grin   there   is   a   level   of   mischief   that   scientist   truly   cannot   disguise   as   anything   else.     ❝   I   was   thinking   about   our   conversation,     or   rather,      the   fact   the   filmography   you’ve   seen   is   truly   heartbreakingly   lacking.   ❞
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 gentle   hands   move   to   bag,     tugging   out   DVD   with   dramatic   flair.    ❝   I   know,   I   know,     you’re   totally   not   a   spy   and   have   never   heard   a   thing   about   spies.   ❞     maeve   hums   instead   of   fully   lingering   on   any   one   part   of   discussion.    ❝   this   though?    seems   entirely   the   kind   of   thing   I   should   start   your   film   education    on.   ❞
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inventorsdaughter · 2 years
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( @brokenspy​ ! )
“can i help you with something? i feel like you’ve been watching me for a while” nothing like the feeling of being watched to start the day, right?
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spynerd · 3 years
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vs the Shaken Martinis
@brokenspy​
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“Okay,” Chuck said, swinging her hand in his as they walked from one bar to where his phone promised there was another.  It was a beautiful night for date night. As it was still the early days of December, the twinkle lights were on all the city trees but the weather hadn’t quite caught up with the season. He had his new girlfriend, an evening off from spy work, and tomorrow off from the Buy More (which was very important if they intended to keep drinking). It was perfect... except for the fact the world was starting to do that thing where it wasn’t quite staying upright. “That last place mixed them really, really strong, right? It’s not just me? ‘Cause I swear, the first two, it might as well have been water. That last one, I could feel it going down my throat.“ 
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m-bardbattled · 2 years
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❝ i’m beginning to think you’ve never played a video game in your entire life. ❞
starter call        ♡        @brokenspy​.
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herheroics · 3 years
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@brokenspy​ liked for a starter
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                SYLVIE DIDN’T often try new places to wash away the day, but for some reason, for some very odd reason, she was trying somewhere new tonight. And right now, right now she was certainly regretting it. The paramedic in charge didn’t know what it was, but as she sat there, drinking her cocktail, she couldn’t help but feel like someone was watching her. Looking around, the blonde spotted a man getting closer and closer. Downing the rest of her drink, Sylvie looked around the room, spotting another woman by herself. Letting out the breath she was holding, Sylvie made her way towards the other woman, greeting her as if they knew each other before throwing her arms around the other blonde “This guy is being creepy and stalking me, please just go WITH IT.”
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