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i have said since day one casting him was a mistake honestly

i’ve been pretty like??? i mean i know nothing about IF and like i figured i’d watch the show to tide me over for other things (and in case of a mention of frank) but MAN it was all pretty?? innocuous to me in that sense of ‘oh great another white guy cast where they could have cast it better’ but it’s proof that the constant whitewashing and throwing people who aren’t really made for certain roles into those roles is a recipe for disaster.

at big apple con this weekend someone at the panel asked if any of the cast ever felt pigeonholed into martial arts roles and peter shinkoda, bless him, like laid across the table to grab the mic and be like ‘UM I’M AN ASIAN ACTOR SO YEAH’

AU where peter shinkoda is danny rand

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     “ No. No stakeouts. No missions. None of that.         Sorry to break it to ya’, pal, but you aren’t a        soldier. Not anymore. So stop acting like you’re        under orders. “

Since he’d come back from Wakanda, it seemed as though all they did was run operations. Look, he got it, the thrill of it all. It was the first time that either of them had truly worked together since the Commandos. And now, Steph wasn’t the only SUPERSOLDIER in town.

With their abilities and familiarity with one another, Stephanie and Buck’ were taking out targets that should have required a small army. They’d made a lot of progress, saved a lot of people.

And now, it was tie for a break.

     “ Come on, Rogers. We are literally in the        future. In our prime. And it’s VALENTINE’S DAY.

               --- Let’s go have some fun. “

Also on the run and fugitives of the state, but...you know. Details..

@freedomscost didn’t ask for it but...a starter

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talking to @libertinedeath like

[2/11/17, 2:47:16 PM] 2KELLS: i c ann o t b LI E V E T HIS [2/11/17, 2:47:20 PM] 2KELLS: i mean i can [2/11/17, 2:47:23 PM] 2KELLS: i can absolutely believe this [2/11/17, 2:47:28 PM] 2KELLS: but i CANNOT BELIEVE THIS

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@freedomscost replied to your post

ummmm it’s supposed to be INDEPENDENT studies sweetie :) no asking for outside help :)))))))

BUT AM I GETTING CREDIT FOR THIS INDEPENDENT STUDY ?? HOW MANY CREDITS ?? I NEED LIKE SIX MORE TO GRADUATE WITH A BFA IN ROLEPLAYING

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"really? do i look stupid?”

memes. // @freedomscost​

                    “ yeah—you know, like pixie dust and shit. ”

     her reply and hands firm on wide hips—he expected that. he shrugs lopsidedly, cigar pinched between his scarlet lips and humanoid digits trailing over the pages of an old book—spell this, spell that, witchy witchy bullshit. sacrifice this, sacrifice that—he’s too busy looking for the summed-up-version of fairies for the captain to read. he was never good at explaining things—that was abe’s job. even though steph was the farthest thing from stupid—but she didn’t exactly understand what paranormal meant for a day in the life of hellboy either it seemed.

    “ say that in front of a toothfairy and they’ll tear your ass apart little lady. teeth first then, y’know–eat up the bones–they’re nasty little fuckers. i’m just—be open minded, okay? there’s more to this world than you know. ” 

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@freedomscost liked for a lil thing!

“ -- ONE BITE WON’T KILL YOU. “ a grin could be found on the older boy’s face, small bar f chocolate extended to her. “ c’mon, steph, i know this “holiday’s” a joke, but you really gonna say no to chocolate? hard to come by, i’ll tell ya that. “

[sempermemoriia-blog]

Target acquired.

He’d been following her for some time now. The city made it easy --- New York was in a perpetual state of FLUX, the tide of pedestrians ebbing and flowing throughout the concrete channels. Stopping only for a red light sluice or the occasional street performer.

Hiding in plain sight, yet another skill the man had cultivated during his decades of ( involuntary ) service to the MOTHERLAND. The ability to disappear into a crowd of people. Sync himself to the pace and breathing and rhythm of those around him.

She carried sacks of groceries like cotton candy, stride brisk and long as she took him in a complicated series of turns and corners 

 --- ending with them at an apartment complex only a block away from the corner store.

She disappears inside the front door to the building, but her pursuer is already on the move. Not towards the entrance, but around the side. In the alleyway. Which was it again? Fifth floor, second window? 

Muscle memory made scaling the fire escape second nature, heavy boots using the dumpster for leverage as the man easily clambered up to the first landing. He could beat her to the apartment, give himself the element of surprise.

She left her window open for the plant on the sill. A mistake, although a cute one.

Possibly her last one, as well.

He crept through the humble space, gritting his teeth against the sound of straining wood beneath his soles. Back pressed to the wall of the foyer, a faint whirring sound emitting from clenched fist.

Keys jingle. The door creaks open. Brown paper bags crinkle as they’re set on the bar counter.

And then, he attacked.

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