ϟ daisy louise

DAISY JOHNSON, code name QUAKE.

[lylamariemazie]

This will be me as a wife

[shake-n-quake]

@spoil-of-war

[wordsnquotes]

If you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via wordsnquotes)

[pakiztani]

[stelllacarlin]

[sherloques-blog]

Captain America: The Winter Soldier Audio Commentary:

"I think people miss the concept. When you call the movie ‘Captain America: The Winter Soldier’, the notion of the Winter Soldier is from a quote from Paine about Summer Soldiers and Winter Soldiers. Winter Soldiers are the real soldiers ‘cause they are the soldiers who would fight through the winter. In a way, by Paine’s definition they are both Winter Soldiers, which is the great thing about the title. People have said, “He is the titular character, why isn’t he more in the movie?” When really, Cap is the titular character. Cap is the Winter Soldier. The whole film is about a character who is the greatest of soldiers. He will fight through the darkest times and the coldest winter to see his principles through. That’s really what the movie is about.”

[trinklied]

[shake-n-quake]

Fury: You keep a close eye on him. I’m serious.

Secret Warriors #1

[thefutureofversailles]

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Retro New Orleans jazz feel to this classy Melody Gardot record.

[russiasredguardian]

"While I appreciate your input and opinion … I take it you read those files?" And the fact that he had spent a good portion of his life working around planes as one of the Soviet Union’s top test pilots. That aside, a malfunction in the mechanism was the lesser of two evils. It was the easier problem to fix, a case of pins and jackscrews. But if there was one thing he had learned over the years, it was that misery loved company; rarely was the smaller issue the actual problem.

"Here’s hoping you’re right though." Alexei let out a sigh, climbing back out of the opening in the fuselage and moving away from the plane, beer in hand, "If it’s the hydraulic line, then it’s further along the line." Which left him with two options; tear back the entire underbelly of the fuselage, or strip the cabin. Both as time consuming as the other.

Alexei leaned against the work bench, a smirk curling his mouth as he swallowed a mouthful of beer, “Of course he is.” People often spoke of those elusive red threads of fate that tied two people together … in his experience, it wasn’t so much a case of ‘tied’ together, as it was ‘lashed’ together, and joined at the ankles by a leaden weight. “I don’t need your help, kid … I appreciate the offer, but my family is my own to protect.”

[shake-n-quake]

“I maybe skimmed,” she answered casually. “Gave me the impression you know a little about aircraft.”

In one swift movement, she snatched her bottle from the ground by the neck and took a reluctant gulp, quick to follow behind Alexei. No one could fault her that much—she always trailed at the heels like a good little puppy. “Might remember a few other details, too. Solid six foot two, two hundred pounds plus of muscle, every inch of your body as enhanced as Captain Rogers’s. Mentally, physically. Inspired your own Red Scare in the Sixties, not that anyone knew it was you. Red Guardian is lame, by the way, glad that name crumbled with the Soviet Union.”

Mere steps separated them. Turning her back to him, she slipped her phone out while having another sip of beer. “This was all accidental. Me knowing you exist, I mean. Curiosity had me looking for connections to Romanoff, then suddenly you were on the screen, and Bucky immediately said ‘no’. I lingered, what, point zero two seconds longer on your file and he tells me ‘no’. Clearly, I was totally compliant with that, and – hey – smile.”

Raising the phone, the camera snapped its photo. A turn on heel and she was taking steps backward to place a few more strides between her and him. Not that it really mattered if he wasn’t particularly content with what she did. The thought of trying to outrun him was hilarious, though. “Hashtag Alexei Shostakov, thank YOU Mother Russia. Annnd – uploaded. Oh boy, guess those guys might come lookin’ for me to find you now. Should be fun.”

[aseaofquotes]

Lionel Shriver, We Need To Talk About Kevin

[head-0f-medusa]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

To feel anything deranges you. To be seen feeling anything strips you naked.

Anne Carson, from Red Doc (via violentwavesofemotion)

[lois-lane]

[shake-n-quake]

spoil-of-war

Now we are talkin’. Don’t tell me the purr of that engine isn’t something else?

Kind`a liked the putt-putting of my moped, but this rides nicer. Faster. A lot faster. Thanks again, James.

[shake-n-quake]

[morethanphotography]

New Orleans Night Rain by kspics

[clintbarthon]

do you know what it’s like to be unmade?

[russiasredguardian]

"I play dirty, but not that dirty … you haven’t done anything that would lead to me tracking you, Daisy." Never mind the fact that he had cut his own resources down to the basics when he’d defected; technology was a frivolity of allegiance.  Alexei let out a laugh, glancing back over his shoulder, "There’s a long list of people looking for my head on a plate — most of them Russian. I defected, that’s not allowed, regardless of how many years I put in. Who’s your partner?"

An impeccable record counted for little when you chose to step off the grid. A lifetime of unwavering service counted for even less. The longer you served, the larger the liability you became when you started asking questions. But it was what it was. This was the life he’d chosen and he had been more than aware of the rules.

He blinked, attention snapping back to the hydraulic lines before him, either of which seemed to to be the culprit. Alexei pointed to the lines, his gaze running along their exposed lengths, “The plane suffered a rudder hard-over …” He trailed off, leaning back to point at the tail of the plane before continuing, “I’m trying to figure out what caused it - a leak in the hydraulic line or a malfunction in the mechanisms connecting the rudder to the tail.”

[shake-n-quake]

Shoulders shot up a tad, fell. “Malfunction in the mechanisms, probably.”

Hell if she knew.

Still, she drew in one step closer to cluelessly follow where he pointed, where his line of sight trailed to. “Defection, generally, isn’t allowed anywhere, no. Can’t say I’m surprised the Russians want you back—or dead. Dead’s easier. The more years put in, the worse it is when you leave, right? Stronger resolve to resist.” Not that she knew exactly what that felt like. As she understood it, this man had put a few of her lifetimes’ worth of service into his country. Daisy, on the other hand, hadn’t clocked in three years’ time with SHIELD. Occasionally? She wondered if she had ever truly served the agency at all.

“Well, I have a soft spot for strays like myself. I mean, if you ever want to reduce that long list of people.” Not ten minutes in and already itching for a kill. Are you smiling, Nick? “And, uh… My partner… He’s that guy you don’t want me to compare you to.”