#cia agent

[starfleet-bah]

TRANSPORT . . . MASC CIA BRAINMADE ALTER PACK

NAMES

Aldrich, Alessandro, Alfredo, Andrew, Anthony, Antonio, Charles, Daniels, David, Dean, Donald, Douglas, Edgar, Edward, Ernesto, Federico, Felix, Francesco, Francis, Frank, George, Gilberto, Giorgio, Giuseppe, Gust, Howard, James, Jeff, Joe, John, Johnny, Joseph, Lawrence, Lewis, Licio, Louis, Lucien, Matteo, Micheal, Nicolo, Percy, Philip, Phillip, Robert, Robert, Roger, Roman, Ronald, Rufus, Samuel, Sergio, Teddy, Theodore, Thomas, Tony, Tucker, Wilbur, Will, William.

PRONOUNS

?/???, class/classicalself, he/him, human/humanself, information/informationself, intelligence/intelligenceself, it/its, mission/missionself, null/nullself, officer/officerself, order/orders, org/orgself, police/policeself, secret/secretself, spy/spyself, threat/threatself, xe/xeir, xe/xim, xe/xyr, xie/xer.

AGE

?Age, AdultFluid, Age Apathetic, Ageless Adult, MirrorAge, SecretAge, SoulAge.

GENDER / TRANSIDS

60sTranssexual, ?Boy, ?Thing, BoyFreak, BoyIssue, Driven to Exhaustion, Evilic, GuyThing, HumanoID, Malomasc, Masc-ish, OddThing, Perma1960s, PermaCaned, PermaMasked, PermaOverworked, PermaUniformed, Trans1950s-1960s, Trans1960s-1970s, Trans60sAesthetic, TransCIAAgent, TransEvil, TransFBIAgent, TransMasculine, TransSpecialAgent.

ATTRACTION / PRESENTATION

Agent4Agent, Masc4Masc, Officer4Director, Officer4Officer, Pitbull Queer, Wolf, Wolf Mutt.

ROLES

Apathy holder, Archivist, ASPD holder, Avoider, Bottle, Chronic Pain holder, Cluster C holder, Crumpled Bottle, Isolator, Memory Repressor, Neglecter, OCD holder, OCPD holder, Pain holder.

PERSONALITY

He speaks very rarely, but when he does, his voice is monotone and dry. His words feeling hollow and touched by a very faint, apathetic remorse. He's formal, extremely measured, discreet and carefully controlled. He observes everyone around him, operating in secrecy and keeping silent tabs. He's always aware but never fully present. His mannerisms and outlook are rigidly shaped by the sensibilities of the 1950s to 60s.

LIKES

1960s era customs, Authority, Black coffee, Books, Dim lighting, Formal etiquette, Journalism, Libraries, Neatness, Non-fiction, Old broadcasts/recording/media, Order, Privacy, Rodents, Psychology, Quiet environments, Routine, Silence, Vinyl records.

DISLIKES

Attention, Being interrupted, Chaos, Disorder, Emotion in general, Humour, Lack of boundaries, Loud, Modern trends, Modernism, Non-stop talking, Oversharing, Repetition, Technology, Vulnerability.

THERIOTYPES / KINTYPES

Agent, Bat, Conspirator, Ferret, Hedgehog, Mouse, Rat, Soldier.

FRONT TRIGGERS

1960s, Being lost, Confusion, Conspiracy, Depersonalization, Derealization, Dissociation, Memory gaps, Mention of rodents, News media, Psychology, The feeling after manic highs.

SIGN OFFS

📁, ⌚, ☎️, 📂, 📞, 📠, 📡, 📻, 🔍, 🔐, 🕵️‍♂️, 🕶️, 🚨, 🚬, 🧥, 🧾, 🧿

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Yandere!Nick Fowler NSFW A-Z

This is for everyone who wanted some new Sebastian Stan characters-I hope Nick Fowler does it for you cause OmG does he do it for me! This man is drool worthy!

A stands for AFFECTION: how would they show affection?

•Nick shows his affection for you through acts of service

•He loves to cook for you-often making you breakfast in bed, he also loves to take you shopping and you figure if you’re going to tolerate him as your boyfriend the least he can do

B stands for BLOODY: how bloody are they willing to get for their object of obsession?

•Nick will happily come home covered in blood if it was in defense of you.

•He’s killed every boyfriend you’ve ever had-taking special care of the ones that had hurt you and enjoying their cries as they clearly enjoyed yours

•Nick will never tolerate someone hurting you, and if someone has then they will be wiped from the face of the Earth

C stands for CRUELTY: would they ever hurt their object of obsession?

•The short answer is, Yes

•If you try and run from him he will chase you and he will bring you back by any means necessary

•If he has to break your legs to keep you in bed and dependent on him then he will, if you don’t fight however then he would never hurt you

D stands for DARLING: would they cross their object of obsession’s limits?

•Nick believes that your body belongs to him and touching it is his right

•He will never rape you however, he will wait until you are ready and practically begging for it

E stands for EXPOSED: how much do they expose their own feelings to their object of obsession?

•He is not a big feelings guy but if you insist on him sharing then he will not deny you

•You should never expect it unprompted however, he will only ever share his feelings with you if you ask him about something

F stands for FIGHT: how would they react to their object of obsession fighting back?

•He would find it amusing for a while

•He will shut it down after a certain amount of time though, eventually amusement turns to annoyance

G stands for GAME: do they think this is just a game?

•No, you are no game to him

•You are his! You are his until the day you die and don’t forget it. Nick does not play games

H stands for HELL: what would be their object of obsession’s worst experience with them?

•Nick kidnapped you in the beginning and it was a terrifying experience for you

•The worst experience however was the broken leg-Nick made sure that you couldn’t run away again when he wasn’t there however he took care of you so well that it actually made you start to feel bad for trying to run away in the first place

I stands for IDEAL: what are their plans for their object of obsession?

•He plans to marry you

•You belong to him now and he is never going to let you go

J stands for JEALOUSY: how they react when jealous? Do they get jealous?

•Yes he absolutely does!

•Nick kills people when he gets jealous and so you quickly learn to adapt and not let other men around you-he still finds people to be jealous of though and you must sacrifice everyone in your life to ensure they don’t get hurt

K stands for KINDNESS: how they act around their object of obsession?

•Nick loves you and you always feel that love, even when you don’t want to

•He had broken your leg and still made you feel loved and adored which didn’t make any sense but your boyfriend was nothing if not confusing

L stands for LOVE LETTER: how would they approach their object of obsession?

•He never approached you, he kidnapped you and took you to his home that always had security in it

•Whenever he has to go to work however he would leave you cute little notes reminding you of how much he loves you

M stands for MASK: how different are their public persona from their true selves?

•Extremely different

•Everyone thinks he’s a good man and a good spy while that couldn’t be farther from the truth though no one will ever find out what he’s really like-Nick had always been much too good at hiding his true intentions and that would not change any time soon

N stands for NAUGHTY: how would they punish their object of obsession?

•He would often lock you in your room until you had to beg him for something that you needed

•Nick loved you needing him and he always would, you were the most important person in the world to him and he would make sure that he would always be needed by you no matter what

O stands for OPPRESSION: how many rights would they take from their object of obsession?

•All of them

•You live your life with and for him now

•You are his little stay at home wife and soon to be mother of his children, what rights do you need to be his sweet little wife?

P stands for PATIENCE: how patient are they with their object of obsession?

•He’s patient up to a certain point

•He thinks your fighting back in the beginning was adorable but he loses that patience quickly

Q stands for QUIT: if their object of obsession died or escaped, would they ever be able to move on?

Died: He would go on a rampage if he lost you, he would kill every one of his a security for not protecting you

Escaped: He would just bring you right back, you’ll never be able to hide from him

R stands for REGRET: would they ever regret harming their object of obsession? Would they ever let them go?

•No and No

S stands for STIGMA: what made their yandere tendencies bloom?

•It was love at first sight for him

•He first saw you in a coffee shop and he stalked you for a few days before grabbing you and bringing you home

T stands for TEARS: how would they react to their object of obsession crying/breaking?

•Nick can be just as sweet as he can be cruel

•He is happy to hold you and comfort you whenever you need him, he hates to see you sad

U stands for UNIQUE: something different they would do compared to others yanderes.

•He makes sure you can’t walk after you try to run away and he keeps you in bed until you are his perfect little princess

V stands for VICE: what weakness their object of obsession could use against them?

•His jealousy 100%

•You could have anyone you want dead in a matter of minutes, just point and your man will make sure they never take another breath

W stands for WIT’S END: would they hurt their object of obsession?

•When he has to, Yes

X stands for XOANON: would they worship their object of obsession?

•You are his perfect princess and he does worship you which gets stronger the longer you’re together as he falls deeper and deeper in love with you

Y stands for YEARN: how long would they pine after their object of obsession before they snap?

•Nick does not pine over anything, he takes what he wants immediately and that’s exactly what he did

Z stands for ZENITH: would they ever break their object of obsession?

•If you consider Stockholm Syndrome breaking then yes

[hale-my-nathan]

Trump Weird News - White House Brain Power

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Stan Smith, can get low

[call-me-mother-darling]

Burning Match

Lorraine Broughton x Reader

Plot: You intentionally hire a hit man. Not realizing said hit man would interrupt you burning down her house.

Warning: Arson, stabbing, angst, absolutely no fluff, I don't hold your hand through this, anxiety, death, you both die at the end, violence, reader got anger issues (I think it's a valid crash out tho), CIA agent, hitman, blood, gore, if I missed anything lmk.

Authors note: Another pre-written fic for you lovely people. I'm still in my funk so I apologize for how long the Lesso fic is taking me.

Word count: 1109

No matter how much my eyes beg to be closed or how my body slumps and my feet drag, the burning doesn’t stop. The match in my hands and black soot covering my arms, the memory of my family's scream echoing through me. The smoke filling my lungs. I had just destroyed another family and I don’t know how to fix it. 

What is wrong with me?

I did this to prove what? That no one can be happy just because my family was brutally burned in our close to condemned house.

My hands are shaking and the only thing I can seem to do is dig my heels in the ground. The wind wraps its arms around my torso, pushing me forward. That's what reality shoved me in, making me realize where I am right now. 

An old friend's house.

The shutters are brown and rough. It looks like it was hanging on by string. The white surrounding it was dusty and looking like it has been abandoned. I could just tell it had been years since the last time the house had been cleaned. Let alone fully lived in.

Lorraine and I have been best friends since the day we were born, May 27, 1964. We were both born on the same day and that is why I thought it would be so perfect to become best friends, it was fate. But when we were younger she disappeared. I don’t know how but she was just gone. I didn’t see her blonde hair run down my street along with her blue haired sister. I barely see her family anymore. All she left was a note saying: I will always find you. This is for your own safety. I’m too dangerous.

The sinking feeling hit me this morning, like the stress she carries surrounds me. A knowledge of the energy shift, something heavy arrived in town. I’ve had these gut instincts since I was young and it has yet to be wrong. But this feeling, this feeling has only been felt when she’s around. When we were young the same heaviness followed her.

 My first response was to throw on my clothes, grab my gas can and matches, running straight to her front steps. Knowing if I were in a car it would be easy to track my plan. I had to keep reminding myself. Staying on foot will always be the least trackable method. Given I’m about to commit a major crime, I don’t want to get caught. Even with rage running through my veins I stay precise, my training coming to me like second nature. 

She deserves it. She left you alone. Alone with your own thoughts, the darkness.

I look over at their rocky driveway. There was no car, no lights on inside, no sign of life. They must have left for the day.

Shit.

No one was home which means they will probably know it was me who burned their memories. I was the only person who knew about the place. A safe house they’ve been calling home. This wasn’t supposed to happen, they were supposed to be in the flaming house.

Yet my anger consumes me. I had walked here, there’s no way they could track me. The boots I picked were a whole size too small, in shoes I'd never wear. The track I did leave I wiped away with leaves, spreading small amounts of bird seed I had left in my pants pocket. When we were children Lorraine had taught me how to go unnoticed, all those little tricks that make a huge difference.She said her father had taught her them. Although those trainings never stopped me from letting the anxiety creep in.

“Fuck you.” I spat at their steps.

Pouring the fuel around the house spitting insults at the ground. Like that would help me. The smell of gasoline and rage fuel me.

When I make it around the house I just throw in the can at their front door. Letting the liquid pour all over their deck. The match felt light in my hands. The flame warming my fingertips. A small smile playing on my lips.

Before I could even process strong arms pulled me to their chest, dragging me away from the fire.

“What are you doing?! You could have gotten hurt.” Her deep voice said, full of concern. 

It’s her. She’s back. Her breath is warm on my frozen skin, bringing me out of my own rage. Her fingertip putting out the small flame.

“Fuck you Lorraine.” I push her hard, almost knocking her to the ground. She looks different now. Her hair is cut short and almost wavy. Her eye dark and tired.

“Why’d you leave me. Fuck you.” I yell. The anger coming back in full force.

“Bab-” She starts but I cut her off.

“Don’t fucking call me that.” My hand meets the side of her face harshly and all she can do is look at me in shock.

“No you don’t get to look at me like that. You left me all alone, when I needed you most. You didn’t have a care in the world. What's the point of coming back now? You already made your fucking choice.” I spat. Lighting another match and dropping it in the gas before she even gets the chance to speak.

“No please.” She sinks to her knees, her hands finding their way to my hips, begging me not to leave. As much as I want to obey, I can’t. Not now. Just get the job done.

“I can’t Lorraine, I’m too hurt. Go back to the CIA.” I roll my eyes, prying her hands from me.

“Wait- How do you know about that? No one is supposed to know.” Her voice was shaky.

“Because Lorraine, I am the one who put you on this mission. I went through extensive loops to keep you from finding out. I needed you, no one else. I missed you too much” She’s on her feet in an instant, hands gripping my hips tightly, almost too tightly. A sharp pain cuts through my stomach, my face immediately dropping. Fire burns through my rib.

“No.”

“I’m sorry my love. “ Tears run down her cheeks.

“Why did you pick me as a hit man?” She sobs as my blood covers her hands. The world fading in and out.

“I can’t live without you. I want eternity with you. Where no one can take you from me.” I say, my hand weakly opening my pocket knife and slamming it into the side of her neck. Using all the strength I had left.

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Arthur 'Barnaby' Clerkson

Ver. B: Nightwar and Dark Operations

[boycottdivestsanctions]

President Obama holds the world record for the most children killed by a Nobel peace prize winner.

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