Ohhh We Love A Good “forced To Torture Your Friend While Undercover As A Bad Guy” Don’t We

“She is ninja. She is death itself”

Karen Page likes to think of herself as a self-reliant person. She’s no expert fighter like Matt or Frank, but Karen can take care of herself. Hell, she murdered her kidnapper. Seven shots. Seven slugs in the chest. She has a gun license and a piece of her own now, but the weight still feels like Wesley’s gun in her hands. Karen marches herself to gun range once a week to practice, Frank sometimes showing up to offer tips. She’s improved a lot, and she was pretty damn good in the first place. Growing up in a small town will do that, scrounging entertainment from Dad’s gun and soda cans.

Being decent with a gun doesn’t do her much good in the courthouse.

things i never expected to learn through a tedtalk but now am glad to know:

the founder of Sirius XM radio is a sapphic trans woman and is currently trying to preserve her wife’s consciousness in a digital file so her wife can be immortal in the body of a robot.

Advent Drawble day 2! Happy Hanukkah!

“No, YOU move.” By Tom Hodges. Prints available here.

‘Cause I’m living a Carter-centred life.

So when Agatha woke up and realized Nicky wasn't next to her, that the thing she'd been dreading all these years had finally happened. How many times was it the reverse? How many times did she fall asleep to nightmares of just that scenario, of him just suddenly gone like he never existed, completely out of her reach, no way to stop it or even say goodbye. How many times did she have that nightmare only to wake up to him still tucked up next to her, his warmth and his scent still there, her still able to pull him closer and feel his heartbeat?

How many times did that happen? And when it finally happened for real, how long did it take for Agatha to fully accept that this wasn't another nightmare, that she'd never wake up next to him again, never feel that relief she'd felt every day for 6 years when she realized he was still there?

How many times after that did she wake up and still reach for him in those first moments when she's still more asleep than awake, still reach out for him and say his name only to open her eyes and wake up properly, and be trapped once again in a reality where her son's been gone 5 years, 10 years, 100 years, 200? How many times over the centuries has she reached for him in those first moments of consciousness only to realize that she's alone again, still, always?

thinking about younger matt

Marvel. Bucky. Never over the grimy racoon look.