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annoyed | open rp
Snipers possess the patience that few others can muster, they can hold their positions for not just hours at a time but days, well after 72 hours of holding his position, in blistering sun no less he’s starting to get annoyed. Add to the fact that it’s not his usual bow to keep him company but instead a rifle meaning he’s been laid on his stomach for much of the time he’s ready to call it. “You know…” He started on the comms as if it was little more than a social call, “starting to think you got your wires crossed cuz at this point the mark ain’t showing, so much for the the caravan is en route notification from what was it 48 HOURS AGO.” He muttered, playful and yet the annoyance clear in his tone. “Running out of juice on the ears (his way of saying his main hearing aids were out of commission and the backups, while they were holding on for dear life at this point.), sunburned, would kill for some food that isn’t a protein bar, we calling this or am I going to waste away on this building wondering why the hell I’m here?” Clearly the patience of the archer was being tested. 
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agentmasonmiller · 9 months
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SHOT | open Rp
The day started like any other day, routine in the most shield agent sense. Countless files had been thrown into the incoming bin that Mason had filtered through, chaos littered the wall of screens across his department including those within his personal office, but for the most part nothing seemed out of the ordinary, it could be dealt with in due course, it always was. Per usual of course he’d stay on top of it all, had assigned his staff difference cases, had gone through his morning paperwork and had opted now to just take a moment to breathe. He’d made a pot of coffee and was now stood at the expansive wall of windows that made up the wall of his office, a cup of coffee in hand and looked out at the city below them that carried on without the knowledge of the travesties happening across the world. And for a moment he lost himself in the peace of that normalcy below, had taken a sip of coffee unknowing of what was to occur only second later. 
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Mere moments after lowing his mug his body darted backwards, his mug shattering as it slipped from his fingers and crashed to the ground, a whoosh followed by a whirling sound as the wind entered the high rise where a bullet hole had penetrated it. Sure it was ‘bullet-proof’ but even bullet-proof has it’s limits and it would seem someone found the solution. He can feel the warmth of the blood rushing down his shirt, hidden just to the slightest degree by his suit jacket but there’s no time for him to dwell on the pain that’s cascading down his shoulder, the pain that travels down his arm, no time to react to it in any other way than the almost run to his computer as he punches in the lockdown code that will close the building, seconds later a phone in his hand to call the director. The adrenaline does enough for now, does enough to quiet the scream he so wanted to scream, does enough to help him breathe through it all. 
Minutes pass as he explains his actions to the director as he reveals why the lockdown was ordered and yet it’s still under five minutes since when he ‘barges’ out of his office and into the main hub of counter terrorism and starts to command his staff, blood soaking the pastel pink shirt he’s worn that day, blood slowly trickling down the arm that he doesn’t have the strength to pull close to his body in the cradle he so wants it to be in. 
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theofficialshield · 2 years
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When your eyepatch becomes self aware and keeps running away from you but it covered your eye which only has about 5% of its total vision power so everytime you try chasing after it everything is very blurry and you keep bumping into your cat daughter so your cat daughter finally snaps and scratches your other eye
-Post by Nick Fury
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mcmorare · 2 years
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MCMORARE ;  an indie, semi-selective, marvel oc. multi-ship & multi-verse.  written by quinn.  read rules before interacting.
                                                       carrd
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sergeantcooper · 9 months
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Maybe it’s the trait of the sniper, always watching but not always engaging, or maybe he can just use that as the excuse but it’s a new space, well new to him and easiest way to figure out the people? Watch, listen, wait, get to know the lay of the land. It’s why he’s at the border of the break room, a nearly empty and very cold up of coffee sitting besides his left arm. 
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inkdreamt · 1 year
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Daisy’s Starter Call!
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Like for a starter from Daisy Johnson, aka Quake!
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wiitchsduty · 2 years
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“ you can redact photographs and edit history books all you want. but i know the truth. ”
wiitchsduty:  an indie, semi-selective tally craven of motherland: fort salem, with verses in marvel, wynonna earp, percy jackson, a fandomless verse, and more.  written by quinn.  read rules before interacting.
                                                           carrd  |  promo credit
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herosneednotapply · 2 years
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@indiestarter
Muse: Dorian Ho (Sansin).
Open to: anyone.
Plot: Dorian is an assassin working in the supernatural department of SHIELD and during one of his missions he comes across a child. Against his better judgment, he brings them home to the only person he knows can deal with children.
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"I'm sorry I didn't call before I showed up but I didn't know where else to bring him," Dorian explained as he walked into the house napping the child with their face tucked into the side of his neck. "I don't think is kidnapping if I rescued him in the process of doing my job. Either way, I only know how to do the cool uncle/ big brother thing, not be a parent."
"Plus you know if I brought him to my appa he would want to keep him."
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doorinthefloor · 2 years
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This is a permanent starter call post! Like or reblog at anytime to receive a starter of varying length from Mercedes Merced/The Org of Marvel Comics.
Asks or messages about plots/ideas are also welcomed.
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aquamanandfriends · 18 days
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Caught Crushing
| muse: T’Challa Okonkwo | open to: canon and ocs | sexuality: pansexual | suggested connections: friend, family, someone close enough to tease
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“You like them don’t you.” T’Challa laughed heartily. “Oh my, you are all heart eyes.” He grinned, “Come on,” He drawled, “Just admit it, you make fun my me nonstop.” T’Challa pointed out, “And you should have seen your face, I didn’t know that shade on your cheeks existed at all.” He pointed out his smirk never once leaving his lips as he teased them.
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Ronin ...Again | open Rp
Amongst those in the know the news that he’d destroyed the suit was quickly learned, they all relaxed and started to put the memory of Ronin in the past, filed it away in the big secrets drawers of their memories. BUT what he’d failed to share with any of them was the fact that more than one of the suits existed, after all it’s always good to have a back up, right? And for some time that backup lived buried away in the hidey hole it was retired to, well it did until rumors of certain entities reemerging. The timing was essentially perfect he’d been forced into a ‘vacation’ or so that’s how they’d phrased it and had told everyone he’d be on his farm. Sure he was, in those rare moments he wasn’t dawning the suit and leaving bodies in his wake. 
He’d just touched back down, blood still dripping from the Katana’s strapped to his back he walked into the farm house and took the mask off as soon as the door closed, a heavy sigh leaving his lips as he tossed it on the table. 
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agentmasonmiller · 2 years
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At face value life seems simple, it’s breathing in and out, it’s little more than that but for those dealing with trauma, for those stuck in an endless loop of torment, every breath is a struggle, ever second that ticks by on the clock is another second of anguish. For the most part Mason covers his reality well, he comes across as the hardened agent who has no time for emotion, but beneath the mask he’s so expertly constructed is a man who’s day can turn with no notice. 
It’s early still but he’s been up for countless hours, had woken with a start, nightmares had ravished the few hours he’d managed, sweat had covered every inch of him when he woke breathless and afraid. And even now, hours later, even now when his suit make him appear composed he’s hanging by a thread. He’d closed his office door and had the privacy windows activated since he’d gotten in, but he couldn’t function, couldn’t shake this and given that Buck was a touch under the weather he didn’t have his usual bridge to stability.
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The bight light of his office seemingly fade as he attempts to fights the darkness that wishes to drag him down, the sounds of his torment, the blackness of the space, the smells seem to fill his senses as he slowly is pulled into the past. Not now, get out of my head, stop. Please stop. Pl..please. The words go unspoken, silent pleas to his own subconscious. 
He doesn’t notice when they come in, doesn’t realize how long they’ve been standing there, doesn’t offer the usual glance over, no greeting, no gesture to sit, not this time. 
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fortitudina · 5 months
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    “  The things I admire the most about you now   ---   your heart, how you never give up even as you fail over and over again    ---    you came to those things without a you to help you. And I guess, well, I just wanted to to say... thank you. You're a good mentor, Clint, a good friend.  ”
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theofficialshield · 1 year
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As SHIELD life is very slow at the moment, I have started a new business: Cat cafe.
-Post by Phil Coulson
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scudorubato · 8 months
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Shield stifles Shield restricts Shield hides Shield LIES Hydra dominates Hydra warps Hydra obsesses Hydra LIES
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inkdreamt · 1 year
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Peggy’s Starter Call!
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Like for a starter from Peggy Carter!
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