I Work Better Alone

"That warhead, although not nuclear, shouldn't have any trouble obliterating a medium-sized fishing boat. The aforementioned warhead launched... 45 seconds ago. Giving you about 30 seconds until impact. It won't trigger a nuclear warhead, as that requires fission. So, if you do want to make good on your vow, I suggestion you abandon ship immediately. How's that for entertainment?"

[kissfromadarling]

howsthatforentertainment:

Her response wasn’t the one he was hoping for but it probably wasn’t his best line either. That’s the thing though, he didn’t just want to use any old line. There was something about this woman. And he knew that if he wanted something more meaningful, he would need to stop with the cheesy lines. “Not original but true.” he replied, taking a drink. “Mind if I join you?” 

Wendy glared at her brothers when they rolled their eyes at her reaction to being flirted with. She used to be a fun girl, but between law school and more importantly… Her parents divorce…. She had become…. Uptight so to speak. She looked up at the stranger again and shrugged. “Why not. No one else seems to be listening to me.” She quipped and gave her brothers side glares to make her point. 

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

He was a little confused, quirking a brow as he followed her eyes. He looked back in her direction, “Well you’ve got my attention and no chance of losing it.” he remarked. Napoleon grabbed a chair that wasn’t being used and sat close to her. He sat his glass down on the table, looking over at her. smiling, “Tell me a little about yourself.” 

[kissfromadarling]

howsthatforentertainment:

He took a drink from his glass, turning to sit it down when she caught his eye. A very beautiful woman sitting at a crowded table but didn’t seem to be having any fun, thinking maybe he could change that. Napoleon took his drink and walked over to her table, “I haven’t seen you around before. I’d remember someone so beautiful.” he smirked.

Wendy sighed when her brother’s were preoccupied. What was the point of her being here if they were going to ignore her? This was ridiculous. Just when she was about to leave. She heard a voice and looked up to see a handsome, albeit seemingly cocky man. “Gee, that’s original.” She quipped up at him.

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

Her response wasn’t the one he was hoping for but it probably wasn’t his best line either. That’s the thing though, he didn’t just want to use any old line. There was something about this woman. And he knew that if he wanted something more meaningful, he would need to stop with the cheesy lines. “Not original but true.” he replied, taking a drink. “Mind if I join you?” 

[multifandomimagines4everyone-de]

[kissfromadarling]

howsthatforentertainment:

Napoleon sat in his place, alone again, longing for something more than the usual one night stand. He had a fear of commitment though after seeing what happened with his father. A good guy but his mother, not so good to either of them. But he thought maybe he could find a way to help himself like he helped his friend at the bar out. It was time. 

He got up, put on one of his nicest suits and hit the club scene. It was the club he frequented the most but there were lots of new faces. Napoleon ordered a drink and leaned against the bar, scoping out the floor as the music played.

Wendy was normally at home studying for law school. But her brothers, convinced her to go out for once. They said she needed a break. More so, they said she needed friends or a boyfriend or something. Apparently, their parents divorce was taking it’s toll on her. According to them anyhow. They saw how upset it was causing her. Out of all the siblings, she had the ‘bleeding heart’ and it showed. They wanted her to have some fun. 

So, she was out…. Albeit reluctantly. She should have been studying. Wearing a simple, but chic little black dress and stirring a drink at the table she and her brothers had gotten. Although, they were both entertaining some girls they had met and she was lost in thought thinking about her parents. Would she be doomed to end up like them? She didn’t want that. She wanted love and a relationship.

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

He took a drink from his glass, turning to sit it down when she caught his eye. A very beautiful woman sitting at a crowded table but didn’t seem to be having any fun, thinking maybe he could change that. Napoleon took his drink and walked over to her table, “I haven’t seen you around before. I’d remember someone so beautiful.” he smirked.

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

Napoleon sat in his place, alone again, longing for something more than the usual one night stand. He had a fear of commitment though after seeing what happened with his father. A good guy but his mother, not so good to either of them. But he thought maybe he could find a way to help himself like he helped his friend at the bar out. It was time. 

He got up, put on one of his nicest suits and hit the club scene. It was the club he frequented the most but there were lots of new faces. Napoleon ordered a drink and leaned against the bar, scoping out the floor as the music played.

[bestofhenrycavill]

[spckenmind-deactivated20170824]

[text]: how drunk was i last night?

[ @howsthatforentertainment ]

[ Text: Dynamite ✨ ] You grabbed my tits and said ‘baby, you wanna go for a boat ride?’

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

[text] Did we go on a boat ride?

[spckenmind-deactivated20170824]

[ Text: Dynamite ✨] Omg, no. You wanted me to let you motorboat my tits in the middle of the party, mijn liefde. 😂

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

He chuckled, smirking as he replied.

[text] And did you? [text] Maybe I could remember if didn’t drink so much.

[goldenglider-archive-deactivate]

You can’t be serious. He’s trying to stop the car.

[noeliashadyonce-deactivated2020]

[spckenmind-deactivated20170824]

[text]: how drunk was i last night?

[ @howsthatforentertainment ]

[ Text: Dynamite ✨ ] You grabbed my tits and said ‘baby, you wanna go for a boat ride?’

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

[text] Did we go on a boat ride?

[justiceleague]

Henry Cavill photographed by Mark Seliger for Details (2013)

[workinggirl1988]

“It’s a wonderful role. There’s a huge potential there for complex storytelling, and I’m looking forward to exploring those avenues. Come on, it’s Superman! You can’t be pissed off at the idea of playing Superman for the rest of your life, like, ‘oh sorry, I’m just the grandaddy of all superheroes. It’s such a pain.’”

[complicatedallegories-deactivat]

Bullets & Lectures || Closed

[ @howsthatforentertainment ]

“You could’ve died, Napoleon!” Charlie said as she sat in his lap and pulled the first aid kit closer to her. She grabbed out the bottle of alcohol and got a bit on a cotton pad. “A bullet grazed your head.” She frowned and dabbed the cotton pad on his skin. “You’re lucky I shot that woman or you’d be dead.” She repeated and raised her brows at him.

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

“I know, baby. I’m sorry.” he apologized sincerely, “I’ll try jumping out of the way a little faster next time.” he added. Napoleon flinched, clenching his teeth when the cotton pad and alcohol hit his wound. “It’s a good thing I have you to come to my rescue.” 

[iillya-blog]

@howsthatforentertainment

(continued from here)

“I don’t think I understand how it could possibly be saving us time for me to play along with your incorrect suggestions.  I’m thinking perhaps that we should simply go my plan, which in addition to being much more stylish – and fun – has added bonus of being based on solidly factual evidence.”

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

Napoleon quirked a brow, turning to face Illya, “In other words, boring and pointless.” he remarked. “Always gotta have it your way don’t you, Peril? A plan doesn’t need evidence. If it works, fine, if it doesn’t, that’s a problem. I’m not willing to risk it. How ‘bout a compromise?”

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

"I've been called worse things by better people"

“I hate to break it to you but there’s no one better than me.”

[oneoftxentyeight-deactivated202]

“Hmm…maybe in your little CIA group but not the best man on the planet.”

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

“Don’t get out much, I take it? If you had you’d know I’m the talk of the town, well, the world.” 

[needsapartner-blog]

“Do you remember anything?”

||meme||

She groaned, hand lifting to her head to prod at the bruising that had to have been forming there, instantly regretting it the moment her fingers made contact with the bandage there. It stung, but he’d done a good job patching her up (assuming it was him). “No.” She sank further back into the pillows with a sigh, grateful that at least maybe now they could have a few days rest before they were shoved back into another mission.

“My cover– my cover was blown, and they knocked me out. That’s all I remember. I’m assuming all went well, seeing that you’re hovering over me like a wounded puppy.”

[needsapartner-blog]

howsthatforentertainment:

Napoleon sat beside her, his arm wrapped around her, kissing the top of her head gently. “Well, yes and no. They were about to kill you before I busted in. I got there as fast as I could.” he replied, choking back the tears which wasn’t easy. “I could have lost you, Gabs.”

Brows arched, actually surprised that it had gotten that bad. His CIA did things a little more differently than MI5, took more rises. Gaby had just thought that may have been them trying to out do the rest of the world’s spy services. She also knew what she was getting into when she agreed to come back to the states with him, much to Waverly’s protest.

“I’m fine. A lot stronger than I look, yeah?” It was said with a small smile, more for his benefit than hers. “I’m not going anywhere, darling; but next time we’ll play it safe.”

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

Napoleon nodded looking at her with tears in his eyes, “Strongest woman I’ve ever met. Pack one hell of a punch.” he remarked with a soft smile. He touched her face and kissed her softly. “Next time? I…Gaby…I can’t let that happen.” he said shaking his head. “I love you, Gabs, I can’t lose you.”

[dutyandblood]

howsthatforentertainment started following you

“So now that you’ve got my attention, what do you want?” She asked the man before her. He was attractive, which made it easier for her to tolerate him. The redhead tested the ropes that were binding her to the seat. 

[howsthatforentertainment-blog]

Napoleon tried not to stare but she looked so good like that, his mind quickly went to the gutter and lingered there. He snapped himself out of it before his partner could catch on and start an argument. “Well, I’d like to know about this little operation. Who runs it and what part do you play in it?”