The Ice Box Murders - On 23 June, 1965, authorities in Houston were asked to check up on 81-year-old Fred Rogers and his 79-year-old wife, Edwina Rogers, at the request of their nephew who had become worried when the elderly couple would not answer their phone. The two patrol men found the house seemingly empty. They began to search each room to see if they could find any clues as to where they could have disappeared to. Before leaving the kitchen, for some reason, they decided to look in the fridge: “We didn’t know it was a body until we got ready to close the refrigerator and we could see the head down in the bottom of the vegetable bin.” The immediate, and only, suspect was their 43-year-old reclusive unemployed son, Charles Rogers, who had lived with his parents; he was nowhere to be found. An investigation revealed that the elderly couple had been murdered on Father’s Day. Edwina had been brutally beaten before being shot in the head, execution style. Fred had been bludgeoned with a claw hammer; his eyes had been gouged out and his genitals removed. The couple were then dismembered and their organs were flushed down the toilet. Charles Rogers was never found or heard from again but his life was documented in the 1992 book, The Man on the Grassy Knoll, in which the author claimed that Rogers was a CIA agent who was involved in the assassination of President JFK. He theorised that his parents had discovered his true identity and responded by killing them and then fleeing to Guatemala.
Guys I’m like not even being funny when I say I want to send a 10 page long letter to the show writers as well as a freaking bouquet. Black Sails is one of the most extraordinary pieces of storytelling this century and it hasn’t received nearly the amount of attention or accolades it deserves. I’m genuinely so appreciative of this one in a million show. Hoes (including me lmao) be out here throwing money at bore fests like the walking dead and hit and misses like game of thrones when black sails is essentially flawless. Like it should be shown in film and creative writing classes.
One thing I want to hammer home is that this show didn’t go the tragedy porn route like the aforementioned programmes and other wannabe hits. The characters got closure, realistic endings that were also profoundly satisfactory, dare I say happy?? Characters dying in a world as unforgivable as black sails and other period shows is expected and more than plausible, but it’s not mandatory. Anne could have died for Jack and his crew, and it would’ve made sense. But she got to LIVE, the story continued, she made up with Max and got better. Flint could have been killed by Silver and never learned of Thomas - BUT HE DIDN’T. THEY LET HIM HAVE AN ENDING. Nowadays there’s such a trend of killing and tormenting characters to be “edgy” or to elicit a reaction from audiences. It is so much more difficult to not kill your darlings, but to let them play out their mistakes and claw their way back to redemption. It’s also more satisfying for those watching, or so I think. When I think of characters like Ned Stark or Glenn Rhee, I do get sad and reflective, and the spectacles surrounding their demises were controversial enough to make friggin headlines. Black Sails, with its queer male lead, who is also a pirate king; its POC female former slave and leader of a rebellion; the rest of its legion of female powerhouses like max, eleanor, anne, miranda, madame guthrie; the glorious, often heinous shades of grey in charles vane, woodes rogers and john silver; that show won’t make headlines, but hopefully in time people will realise how rare and amazing it was.
Now we wait 20 years for the cast to age, so they can make a treasure island miniseries sequel….
Ok. Here we go. Let's do... avengers x reader? I guess specifically Bucky x reader What if... avengers find reader amongst Hydra files and locate her only to find out she has no memories of her own, but has all Bucky's memories. What if there was no machine and she was the memory eraser and the more she erased Bucky's memories, the more she lost her own and gained his?!! Angst, some fluff, I think you can cook something up MCU of course ;) Ooo this is gonna be fun
Hi, dear! Thanks a lot for taking part to this celebration, and
sending in such a marvelous idea!
I hope you’ll like how it came out in the end.
Soldier and Eraser
Pairing: Avengers x reader, Bucky x reader
Warnings: oh well, this is difficult… there are so many bad things in here; I’ll
try but I’m sure that I won’t be able to name everything, so just be cautious. Lots
of angst, some fluff, violence (mostly mentioned more than depicted), manipulation,
messed up minds and induced way to think, stealing, passing frontiers
illegally, swearing and bad language, allusion to sex and to the use of it as
part of a conditioned behavior, guilt feelings, … and probably something else.
Notes: this is quite a mental trip, sorry. The story begins soon after the
events of CA:TWS; and X-men and the Avengers coexist in the same universe, but
normally they mind their own business and do not really interact much, unless
they are interested in the same thing. (I have heard that in the comics they
should live in the same universe, but that in the movies they are apart because
of licenses or something like that. By the way, I haven’t read enough comics to
have an idea of their coexistence there, I have mostly just watched the movies.
And I’ve thought that for this fic it would have been useful if they lived in
the same universe. That’s all.) I’d really love if you could leave some
Word count: 7094 (Yep, this is much longer than my usual.)
Steve reviews the files of the folder Natasha has given him. It has
been weeks and not him nor Sam have been able to find any good lead on Bucky.
He absentmindedly turns page after page. His eyes fall on something handwritten
on a corner.
‘Always keep the eraser to hand.’
Few pages later another note.
‘Keep the eraser out of cryo as long as the soldier.’
Steve frowns. There are mention of the ‘eraser’ through the entire
dossier and until now, he has supposed that it should be some kind of machine,
but a machine would never be kept under cryostasis. The ‘eraser’ must be some
kind of living being.
Steve updates Sam on the new piece of info he has just discovered.
“Wait a minute.” Sam hums on the other hand of the line.
Few seconds of silence follow. “I knew it! Meet me by my house in an hour.
We can have a lead.”
I really want jack to have a boyfriend, for the following reasons:
1) he just looks like he needs a boyfriend 2) Anne is the love of his life and he’ll be whatever she needs him to be–and she needs him to be her partner, not her husband 3) but Jack is SUCH HUSBAND MATERIAL. Like, he is going to be Anne’s life partner until they die, and he’ll be devoted to her until they die, but he also needs someone to want him–the way Anne wants Max, the want that’s not also tangled up in need. 4) Jack clearly has enough women in his romantic life, and I feel strongly that a boyfriend would balance out his romantic and sexual entanglements with his life partner, her wife, and maybe their girlfriend, depending on what happens with Mary Read 5) Jack is just. DEFINITELY queer.
I really want Jack to have THIS boyfriend in fucking particular:
for the following reasons:
1) “Godspeed, Charles.” “Fuck you, Jack.”
2) “Charles Vane’s sacrifice is in that box. If your man is unsuccessful in seeing to his rescue, Charles Vane’s death is in that box.” *stares with red eyes at the chest full of treasure he himself nearly died for, having locked it up and thrown away the goddamn key*
3) “I knew how you felt about him,” Anne says urgently, trying to stop Jack from getting himself killed trying to honor Charles’s fucking memory. Honestly, all of Jack’s idolization/devotion for the man, how much he cared about what Charles thought about him.
4) Charles got himself captured saving Jack, wrenching with his bare fucking hands at Jack’s shackles, so we could all see the muscles rippling in his arms.
5) Charles is a Romantic who has finally figured out that he and Eleanor are Never Ever Getting Back Together–and he visibly flounders around trying to covertly figure out what to do with his heart. Like, should he die for Teach? Teach wants him to be his son! That’s nice! Or should he die for Flint? Flint wants him around, and Flint has a lost cause! OR WAIT—he should die for Jack and Anne, because Jack and Anne totally saved his life that time when everybody else was going to betray him, and also he’s known Jack and Anne the longest. Yes. He’ll die for Jack and Anne. (ME: CHARLES. Did you ever maybe consider kissing one of these people and seeing if that would also work to soothe the Big Romantic Tempest happening in your chest.CHARLES: No.) Anyway, Charles ALSO needs a boyfriend, and would require like two (2) entire seconds of persuasion before Romantically devoting himself to, like. The first person who asked.
6) So why not Jack
In the ambush where they rescue Jack, Anne Bonny shoots Woodes Rogers point-blank in the chest. Everything else falls naturally into place.