anonymous asked:

How realistic is it for the retired agent/spy/assassin to come back and kick just as much butt as they did years before? Does such training come back to you easily if you haven't used it in a long while or will you be rusty enough to get killed?

Parts of this are realistic, others not so much.

If you’ve spent enough time training techniques, this stuff gets baked into the way you move. It’s not, “oh, I’ll do this to someone;” it’s just there. Training can also affect how you look at the world; this is true as a general statement on life, but it also applies here. Again, as with muscle memory, this is always there, always affecting how you view your surroundings and the people in them.

So, in that sense, yes. A veteran character coming back after years away from the job will still have their skills and training. Some of that will be rusty, but this stuff sticks with you. Especially if you were maintaining your training for years. That said, they’ll still get their teeth kicked in.

Ironically, one of the more realistic takes I’ve seen on this was in the middle seasons of 24. In the early seasons, the protagonist, Jack Bauer, is a federal counterterrorist agent. After the third season he’s basically on his own, and no longer a part of the agency that trained him. By the fifth season (about 3 years later) he’s at a point where he’s getting his ass handed to him by a security guard.

The problem is something we’ve explained, repeatedly. Hand to hand combat is not static. The training I got 20 years ago doesn’t apply now. It will work against untrained opponents. Basic physiology doesn’t change. However, going up against opponents who’ve been keeping their training up to date, (or are some of the people responsible for updating the techniques in the first place), is not going to end well.

Something I know we haven’t discussed on this subject is how this updating happens. It requires contact with people who are actually using their training practically. Seeing what people are doing isn’t something that you can do sitting on a mountain top. You need to actually be immersed in the community. You look for how people are adapting to the techniques you’re training others in, and look for ways to get around those counters.

In the case of law enforcement, one major source if intelligence to guide updates is watching what criminals are teaching each other in prison. Career criminals will look for ways to counter police hand to hand, and once they have that, will (usually) share it with people they work and/or socialize with.

A veteran coming in after years away may be able to execute their training perfectly, and still get taken down by a rookie who received their training last year, because they were trained to counter the veteran’s approach.

Updating is about looking for the things that are most prevalent, and finding ways to defend against them. It’s very likely your veteran will understand this concept. Whether that affects their behavior is more of a characterization question.

Incidentally, this doesn’t just apply to hand to hand, it’s also a relevant concept when you’re talking about things like tradecraft.

Tradecraft is the shorthand for techniques used in intelligence gathering. It’s (somewhat) all encompassing. So, anything from social engineering to dead drops or even the way you set up surveillance could be lumped in under this header.

Just like hand to hand training, this stuff does go out of date. Usually once someone’s actually exploited a method and gotten caught doing it. Though, sometimes it’s preventative.

The irony is, when it comes to being a spy, the biggest problem is being a veteran, not being out of practice. It’s being a veteran. When a spy starts their career, no one knows who they are, they have no reputation, they’ve never turned up in strange places, they’re just someone walking around, taking in the sights, maybe doing a job for some NGO.

Even if a spy is never caught, as they work, their name will start ending up on desks, in lists of witnesses, employees, or whatever. Once is not a pattern, but as their name keeps coming up over the years, it becomes easier to identify them. Potential enemies start keeping files, and gradually filling them with what they know. This means it is much harder for a veteran spy to operate in the field undetected, than it is for a rookie.

There’s a similar issue for assassins. Either they’re a complete ghost, no one knows who they are, and may not even believe they ever existed, or (more likely), if they were working for a government (or any other large, overt organization, like a corporation), they’re in the same boat as a veteran spy. People may not know your character is an assassin, but they will know that they worked for someone. Which in turn, will put them on guard, and make your character’s life much harder.

There are concepts a veteran will have internalized, which someone without training won’t understand or grasp. Thing that just don’t go out of style. For example, bullets will blow through most residential walls and furniture. So, if someone’s taking cover behind a couch, kitchen wall, or car door, it’s far more expedient to simply shoot through whatever’s in your way. Another concept is one I’ve mentioned recently, you reload when you have the time, not when you’ve run your gun dry.

Similarly, experience they’ve learned from may still be relevant. Being able to read someone’s intentions, know when they’re about to resort to violence, or simply knowing the value of good intelligence aren’t going to go away because your character spent the last five years pretending to be a well-adjusted human being.


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prompt from @sanverspotsticker – “Clark meets Maggie kinda in the way he met Mon El tonight”

She’s not that excited to meet him.

He’s only Alex’s cousin.

He’s only Superman.

And Maggie Sawyer is not – will not be – Winn Schott.

Winn, who practically tumbled down a flight of stairs when Superman flew back in (Vasquez lost ten bucks to Maggie in the process).

She’s certainly not excited to meet him.

It’s not like she idolized him growing up.

No, she’s not excited to meet him at all. 

Because he’s only Alex’s cousin.

So she’s not excited.

She’s absolutely terrified.

It had gone well with Alex’s mom, and Kara was warming up to her.

It had gone well with J’onn, and with Alex’s brothers.

But Clark was the extended family; Clark was the part of the family that Maggie was shuttled out to at fourteen. The part of the family who hated her, perhaps, even more than the parents who didn’t have to deal with her anymore.

So, ordinarily, she’d be nearly tumbling down those stairs right alongside Winn.

But this isn’t just Superman.

This is Alex’s cousin.

Alex watches her with curious eyes and a soft grin. She knows what a big fan of Leslie Willis, Cat Grant, James Olsen, Batwoman – the list goes on – that Maggie is.

Superman’s sure to be on the list.

So Alex nudges her slightly right before Clark catches her eye, before he tilts his head, before he strides over to them with a midwestern gait and a small smile in the middle of a war, because his cousin’s never giggled about anyone before, but god, she giggles about Maggie.

So, war or no war – dire circumstances or not – Clark is eager to meet his cousin’s girlfriend.

He holds out a warm hand, slight wariness mixed with genuine welcome in his eyes.

“You must be the woman my cousin is absolutely crazy about,” he offers, and Alex tries not to preen.

“Maggie Sawyer,” Maggie nods and shakes firmly, her voice somewhat smaller than it usually is, her eyes somewhat shier. 

“You’re treating her right?” he asks, even though he knows the answer. 

“I try to every second of every day,” Maggie tells him, restraining herself from adding a “sir” to the end of her sentence. She reminds herself that Kara used to change this guy’s diapers.

Superman grins, and his smile is almost as bright as his cousins’. “And is she treating you right?” he asks while Alex pffts and shoves him.

But Maggie’s voice is solemn, serious, when she answers.

“No one’s ever treated me better.”

Alex’s giggle cuts off mid-breath, and Clark holds Maggie’s eyes with such intensity that they almost start up his heat vision.

She holds his gaze, her chin up, her eyes earnest, her palms somewhat clenched at her sides.

And then she’s being pulled into a long, warm, surprisingly gentle hug.

From Superman.

She tries not to squeal.

“You two should spend a weekend with Lois and I in Metropolis when this is all over. She’d love to meet the newest member of the Danvers family, Maggie.”

Before Maggie can stammer out a response, the radio buzzes with information about a fresh attack west of the DEO.

Superman points upwards, and Alex nods.

“Up, up, and away,” he winks at Maggie, taps his index finger underneath Alex’s chin, and soars toward danger.

“Superman hugged me!” Maggie’s voice is slightly strained.

“Thought it was no big deal, he’s only my cousin?” Alex grins and nudges her with her shoulder as they both head back to tactical command.

“But he hugged me,” Maggie repeats, and she sounds an awful lot like Winn.

This time, Vasquez owes Alex ten bucks.


Heya! So…this one turned out longer than expected, terribly sorry for the wait ^^;. But hey! The third chapter’s finally done…heh…woot. 

Unfortunately I couldn’t tag the last two chapters in this post because haha, I’m doing this whole thing on a crappy ass tablet. But I did reblog them both recently, the first chapter being ‘Friend’ and the second being 'Rest’. They shouldn’t be hard to find on my blog.

This fanfic has been inspired by the wonderful 2D Bendy AU created by the equally wonderful @shinyzango, go check her blog out!


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Sons of Lawrence #16

Summary:  Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top.
Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Crowley, Jo Harvelle, Mary Winchester,Balthazar, Michael, Gabriel
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count: 2,104
Warnings: Language, casual drug use, angst, someone gets stabbed.
Author’s Note: This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.
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With the tension thick in the air, everyone took their seats at the table quickly. Dean sat in John’s chair and started the meeting in the same manner as his father; skull ring tapping on the table.

There was no point in beating around the bush. “Dad’s been put into a medically-induced coma,” Dean admitted, his voice weary from keeping his emotions under control. There were murmurs of confusion, so you elaborated further.

“With the bullet’s location, placing him in the coma was the only choice they had. It sounds like a death sentence, but believe me when I say that it’s John’s only chance of survival,” you added quickly, hoping to keep the gang from getting riled up.

Several men turned and glared at you darkly. “Where were you when he got shot?” demanded Balthazar, his accented-voice dangerously low.

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Thank You For Loving Me

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean finally tells the Reader the three letter word.

Word Count: 928

Warnings: Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! So this was supposed to be for my own Music Shuffle Game, but then I realized that @d-s-winchester had a challenge that I volunteered for and I got the same song. So this is for her challenge too…although…I don’t remember the tag for it. So this probably doesn’t count *hides face* I hope you enjoy it!!

Song used: “Thank You For Loving Me” by Bon Jovi

Thank You For Loving Me

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anonymous asked:

Heyy! I love your fics❤ I thought about A prompt : Sana takes a punch during the fight, she is hurt, Elias and yousef reaction and also boy + balloon squad.

Hiii! Thank you so much for trusting me with your idea!!

I’m sorry for keeping you waiting but the week has only started and I’m already very busy.

I hope you like what I wrote, I focused mainly on Elias and Yousef’s reaction to be honest, hope you don’t mind. 

I really really hope you like it and that I don’t disappoint you

(also, the hideous kiss between Noora and Yousef doesn’t exist here)


“Sana, Elias is in trouble”

She looked at Yousef in shock. What did that mean? What happened to her brother? Flashbacks from the previous Friday when they had to carry Elias to Noora’s because he was too drunk to even walk came to her mind.

She heard Yousef saying something else but honestly, she wasn’t paying attention. Her mind and her eyes were on the door, she had to get to the door. She felt her feet moving, her arms pushing people out of the way. She heard someone calling her name, probably Yousef telling her to wait for him, but she couldn’t, it was her brother, she needed to know what was going on.

When she got out of the club she had to take a moment to process the scene in front of her eyes. Her brother and his friends were fighting against her friends. Elias had his hand on Mahdi’s neck and Mikael was pushing Jonas. Magnus, Adam and Mutta were trying to stop the fight while Even and Isak were nowhere to be seen, not that she was really looking for them in that moment. She was more focused on thinking how to stop the fight. She decided to take the plunge and get in the middle of it.

“Elias! Elias stop!” she yelled while she tried to get his brother away from Mahdi “Elias please stop!”

She kept pushing him but it was like he wasn’t hearing her.

“Elias what are you doing? Stop!!” She grabbed his arms trying to make him back off while Magnus did the same with Mahdi. “Elias st…”

She didn’t see it coming. One moment she was yelling at her brother and the next she was bent forward, a hand covering her sore mouth. She tried not to scream nor cry but the hit had been strong and she could feel her fingers getting wet from the blood that was coming from her lip.

“Oh my god Sana, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I was trying to stop them. Please Sana forgive, I’m sorry” she heard Magnus saying.

“Did you hit my sister?!” Elias yelled “What the fuck?”

She looked up in time to see her brother launching himself to Magnus who tried to cover himself with his arms.

“Elias stop!” she yelled but he didn’t listen.

“Elias!” Yousef, who had just come out of the club after having to push his way out of it, yelled.

Sana turned around to look at him and she could see the exact moment when he noticed that she had been hurt. He widened his eyes, his hands turned into fist and in less than one second he was next to her having forgotten the fight at all.

“Sana! What happened to you?” he said panicking

“I’m fine, stop him!”she said wiping away the blood from her mouth.

“Sana…” Yousef raised his hand as if he was about to touch her wound

“Stop him” she almost begged making him stop.

Yousef nodded quickly and went to help the rest of his friends. They were all trying to keep Elias away from Magnus. Finally it was Yousef who got in between the two boys.

“Elias stop!” he yelled pushing his friend away. He turned around to look at Magnus “are you okay?”

“Don’t ask him if he’s okay. He fucking hit Sana!” Elias spat while being held back by Adam and Mutta

Again Yousef’s hands turned into fist and he took a step forward to Magnus

“It was an accident, I was trying to stop the fight and my elbow hit her. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry”

Yousef took one more step forward.

“Yousef” Sana called him.

He looked at her, again pain in his eyes when he saw the blood still coming out of her lip. She shook her head no.

“Go” Yousef said closing his eyes

“Sana I’m really sorry, please, I didn’t mean to”

“I know Magnus, just go” she said trying to smile to him. Then she looked at Isak, who was looking at her really worried, and realized he was bleeding too “And take Isak to the emergency room”

“What? You’re not leaving!” Elias said

“Go” Yousef repeated.

The boys didn’t second think it, they turned around a left as fast as they could. Once they were out of sight Adam and Mutasim released Elias.

“Are you okay?” he said approaching his sister

“Am I okay? Are you Elias? What’s going on with you? You’re not like this!”

“He hit you!”

“It was an accident. He wouldn’t have hit me if you hadn’t been in a fight in the first place”

“Okay, calm down both of you” Yousef said stepping between them. “Sana you’re bleeding, you should see a doctor”

“I’m fine”

“No you’re not!” Elias said

Elias, why don’t you go for a walk and try to calm down? You’re not helping here” Yousef said turning to him

“I’m not leaving my sister alone”

“I’ll stay with her. She’s nervous enough, please go, calm down and then you come back”


“Elias, please” Sana said


“Elias, I’m fine. I just want you to calm down because you’re going to have a heart attack. Please.”

“Fine, but I’ll be back, okay? Don’t go anywhere. And Yousef do not leave her alone”

“I won’t”

Elias looked at his sister one last time and left with Mutta, Adam and Mikael.

“You’re still bleeding” Yousef said approaching Sana

“I’m fine”

“Wait here, I’m going to find something to clean the wound and stop the bleeding”

“Yousef, I’m fine. You don’t have to do that”

“Sana, let me take care of you, okay?” he said looking into her eyes.

She looked back at him and nodded trying to hide the smile that was trying to show up in her lips. He turned around and got into the club coming out in not more than 5 minutes with a clean cloth and a bottle of something that look like some kind of disinfectant.

“Let’s sit on that bench” Yousef said leading the way.

Sana followed him and sat down expecting him to do the same. Instead of that he crouched in front of her so his eyes were at her mouth’s level.

“May I?” he asked soaking the cloth with disinfectant.

“You really don’t have to” she whispered

“I want to, but only if you’re comfortable with it” he whispered back

She thought for a few seconds and then nodded. Yousef brought the cloth to Sana’s lip, gently wiping away the blood from the wound. Sana focused on him, he looked so concentrated, his eyes never leaving her lips as he pressed the cloth against them trying to stop the bleeding. Her mind went back to his expression when he had realized she had gotten hurt, and with that to the fight, her brother against her friends. The worst thing was that she felt like it had been her fault. If she hadn’t invited them, no one would’ve got hurt. She tried to contain the tears but she couldn’t help but sniffle a little bit, catching Yousef’s attention.

“Hey, hey, hey. What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” he asked worried

“No…it’s just…this is all my fault” she said embarrassed

He frowned and stood up to then sit by her side on the bench.

“What are you talking about?”

“I invited you here knowing that Even was coming. I thought…I thought maybe if you all talked…I’m sorry. If it weren’t for me the fight wouldn’t have happened” she said looking at the floor

“Sana, listen to me” he said. “Look at me Sana”

She did as she was told and looked at him in the eyes.

“Okay, listen to me very carefully. This is not your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. The fight, it was all a misunderstanding. Everything will be fine, okay?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Okay, everything will be fine” she said rolling her eyes but smiling.


He smiled back at her but it faded when he noticed something.

“You’re bleeding again. Let me help with that”

Once again he crouched in front of her and pressed the cloth gently against her lips. This time he wasn’t looking at her mouth but at her eyes just as she was doing.

Neither of them knew how much time they had spent in the same position until they heard someone talking to them.

“Am I interrupting?”

Yousef looked at Elias who was standing in front of them looking a lot calmer now and stood up.

“I was trying to stop the bleeding.” He said “I think you’ll be okay, as long as you try to contain that beautiful smile of yours for a little bit until the wound closes”

Sana’s eyebrows rose as much as it was humanly possible. Yousef closed his eyes and bit his lip in embarrassment when he realized what he had said. He could here Elias softly chuckling.

“I think I better go and leave you two alone. You know where to find me if you need me” Yousef told Sana

“Yes. Thank you Yousef, for everything” she said

“No worries” he said smiling.

He nodded at Elias as a way to say goodbye and turned around to leave.

“Beautiful smile, huh?” Elias teased his sister once his friend left

“Shut up” she said rolling her eyes “You’re not allowed to make fun of me, not after today”

“I’m sorry” he said sitting next to her “I’m sorry for the way I acted, I know I scared you. It’s just…there’s some stuff going on with me right now and sometimes I don’t deal with it the way I should”

“Elias, I’m here. You can talk to me. If something is bothering you, you can tell me, I can help”

“You don’t have to worry about it, Sana”


“Believe me, I’m fine. Just, please forgive me”

“I do, you know I do. I don’t have any other choice. You’re my brother”

And I’ll apologize to Even and his friends too, I promise”

“Good” she nodded

“But hey, not everything was bad. Yousef and you were giving each other hearteyes over there and he said you have a beautiful smile” he said smiling

“Yup, still not allowed to tease me” she said standing up and starting her way back home.

Elias stood up and followed her, laughing as he matched his steps to hers. There was a long way home ahead of them and he was planning on spending it teasing his sister. And he hadn’t even started with Yousef. He was rooting for those two so badly.


So this is it

I hope you’ve liked it

I wanted to say some things

1st I have nothing against Magnus, I picked him to be the one punching Sana (by accident) because I had to pick one

2nd I’m not trying to portray Elias as someone violent but I think that that would be his reaction if he saw Sana getting hurt. Also we know or at least I think that something is going on with Elias, something is bothering him and even though I didn’t want to get into it I felt like I needed to mention it

I really hope you’ve liked it!

I have 6 more prompts to write so as I said before I’m not taking prompts right now, not until I’m done with the ones I have to write ‘cause I want to dedicate them the time they deserve, I’m really sorry.

Thank you all for reading!!!

The books are definitely worth buying if you have the spare cash to put down on them. It’s a very good series and I’m definitely planning on going back and re-reading these at some point. A smart buy. I personally own all of them digitally, bought on Amazon, but have bought a few physical copies as well.


If you can’t afford or just don’t want to put the money down on the books, PLEASE consider checking them out at a library! It’s a free, legal option, and doing so would support your library, which is a really important thing that we are very fortunate to have! It’s very likely any library you visit will have these books in stock.

I’m always doubtful. Everything I do is always doubtful. When you’re trying to differentiate, there’s going to be this gut sense, is this right? If you’re not having doubt, then you’re not pushing it hard enough, or you’re not looking at the details close enough. You need to be feeling that doubt every single day.
—  Tony Fadell