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The Life That I Have (Yours)

The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours.

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause.

For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.

Leo Marks 

As the double Ohs are in the poetic mood which is lovely by the way I thought I’d share my favourite poem. Written for Violette Szabo by her handler Leo Marks it’s a code poem she had to memorize to send her messages. Even knowing that it’s still one of the most beautiful romantic poems I know.

gentlemanshonor-deactivated2016  asked:

I challenge you: If in so3, if Thompson somehow survives and Peggy Carter visits him in the hospital, what would they say to each other? How would Peggy feel about Thompson almost getting killed because of the file with her (brother's) name?

Okay.  Whew. I’ve been thinking about this for a while, so this is going to be a lot.  Keep in mind that this is pure speculation, and that what I think might happen could change completely by the time we get a season three.  (If we get a season three, ugh.)

We know how 2x10 Hollywood Ending finished up – it’s late July/early August 1947 in Los Angeles, Jason Wilkes is corporeal and working with Howard Stark in Malibu (officially confirmed by the showrunners as a nod to Tony Stark’s Malibu home in the Iron Man films), Peggy Carter and Daniel Sousa have had their *~*~*moment*~*~*, Whitney Frost has lost her *Jean-Ralphio voice* miiiiind, and Jack Thompson is lying on a hotel room floor, bleeding out. It’s all very heartwarming.  (That was only slightly tongue-in-cheek, some of it is truly very heartwarming.)

So let’s postulate here: Jack’s not dead.  Hotel housekeeping finds him real quick, calls an ambulance, he gets taken to the hospital.  Hospital finds his SSR badge on him.  The next step is probably going to be for them to contact the SSR LA office.  Whether or not they have to go through LAPD and/or SSR NY first, I don’t know.  Let’s say they don’t, and the call goes straight to one of Daniel’s agents.  

At this point, where are Peggy and Daniel?  They’ve clearly paused their makeout sesh long enough to discuss things like vacation days.  Are they back to going at it in his office chair?  Have they gone out somewhere?  Did they go back to Danny-boy’s place to… “talk”…?  In any case, they find out about Jack.  Whether or not they’ve gotten more than half a moment to breathe is an entirely different question.  

Jack makes it, though he’s in pretty bad shape, and Peggy and Daniel show up at the hospital, concerned and fuming, because they were on vacation, Jack, dammit, what the hell happened?  First thing out of Jack’s mouth when he comes to is this: “Why the hell am I still alive?  This guy shot me point-blank, he could have done away with me completely.”

Peggy: “Okay, so it was a man.  That narrows it down to approximately half the world’s population.” 

Jack might try to laugh but he can’t actually breathe, so maybe he’ll manage a polite smile?

Things we know from this interview:

Let’s talk about the person who may or may not have killed Jack. Is it someone we know? Are they connected to the Council of Nine?
FAZEKAS: It’s unrelated to the Council of Nine. It is not for the reasons that you’d expect. It’s unrelated to Council of Nine, Zero Matter, any of that.

Purely related to the file?
FAZEKAS: Correct.

This file reveals Peggy’s exploits with the S.O.E. and some kind of massacre. Thompson thought it was too good to be true, ultimately, and it didn’t seem to affect Peggy when he mentioned it. What’s really going on here?
FAZEKAS: You have to pay really close attention to what exactly we showed that was in the file. You see that there was some sort of massacre, and I would say, don’t make assumptions by what you see in that file. We were really specific about what information was given for a reason.

So with that out of the way, let’s say that either Peggy or Daniel is going to say something along the lines of “we had the lab go through your stuff and no one found a damn thing, no fingerprints, no nothing.”

And Jack, though barely coherent, is still meticulous: “Tell me everything that was there.”

Someone’ll rattle off the list of his belongings, and there it’ll be, apparent in its absence: the file.  

Peggy: “Why would anyone want it?  It’s fabricated, a fake.  I was with the SSR by 1944.”

But then there’s what Vernon Masters said to Jack in 2x08:

“Jack - what’s happened and what’s true are two different things.  Now, this is an official document.  That means it’s true, regardless of what happened.”

So Jack’ll say that to them, and Peggy’s eyebrows are going to shoot up a little, because that’s an interesting way to word things.  Very deliberate, and concerning.

My theory (that I know a lot of people share) is that the M. Carter is Michael Carter, who possibly didn’t die in 1940 as the show implied.  So let’s go with that.

Jack’s going to tell them what was in the file, everything we didn’t see, but he did.  

Peggy’s mind is going to start working through the information, which I’m sure is going to be a lot to process (and I wouldn’t be surprised if it has ties to Daniel in some way or another, just because I think the show’s going to need a smooth way to keep him in on the action despite the fact that he’s Chief of SSR LA and so is a little bit detached from all the goings on of Peggy and Jack within SSR NY (and I can’t see the show just setting him up as the “doting boyfriend”)), so I think that, by the time they figure out that M. Carter is Michael, she’s going to be feeling really conflicted.  Upset that Jack Thompson got caught up in all of this, yes, but also angry that there’s been so much secrecy shrouding what happened to Michael, and probably terrified, because this is Agent Carter we’re talking about, and so you know there’s going to be larger things at play than just what M. Carter did in June of 1944.

[Denis Rake] happened to be homosexual, and made no secret of the fact… F section sent him to France where he was arrested crossing the demarcation line. He managed an uncomfortable but effective escape in a swill-tub, and solaced himself with a brief affair in Paris with a German staff officer of like leanings. An indignant, ardently heterosexual, colleague in F section informed Baker Street, where the staff had the good sense to take no notice, in the belief, fully justified in the Auvergne in 1944, that Rake’s capacities as a wireless operator were far too great to be lost because of his eccentric private life.

- MRD Foot, S.O.E.: An outline history of the special operations executive 1940 - 46

Quote because I am fed up with people saying that a Word War Two era fic cannot be historically accurate if people are accepting of a gay relationship. This was a guy’s superiors being accepting of a gay affair with the enemy. Sure, this account shows that there were ‘ardent heterosexuals’ who wanted to clear that sort of thing out altogether, so if you want to write angst, you can; but if you want to write a couple of gay (or bi) characters carving out an accepting space for themselves, then you can do so and be historically accurate. 

And before anyone says that this is some revisionist history - MRD Foot was born in 1919, and served with the SAS in the second war, parachuting into occupied France after D-Day. This book was written some decades after the war, but it was written by someone who was there on the front lines, and would know as well as anyone the prevailing attitudes of the time. 

(Incidentally, one of the SOE’s cover names was the Inter-Services Research Bureau, which is rather redolent of the Strategic Scientific Reserve) 

James D’Arcy is so nosy, so he went sniffing around the writers’ room trying to figure it out. He finally found out what the secret was, and then on the last day he ran up to me and told me. I do know what that secret is. It’s really exciting, and it changes a lot. It basically gives us our core for season 3 if we were to go to a season 3. It’s really amazing, but I don’t want to get too excited about it in case we don’t get picked up again, so I can’t really say anything. Or it might get picked up in a couple years. I’m sworn to secrecy on it, but it’s really clever. Those clever writers!
—  Hayley Atwell on just what is in that S.O.E. file! (x)
Agent Carter star Hayley Atwell on Peggy's choice, that dangerous S.O.E. file

Warning: This story contains major spoilers from Agent Carter’s season finale. Read at your own risk!

Did Marvel’s Agent Carter answer a question we’ve been wondering since the show’s inception?

After Peggy (Hayley Atwell) expelled the Zero Matter from Whitney Frost (Wynn Everett) and essentially saved the world, she celebrated by making her decision between Sousa (Enver Gjokaj) and Jason Wilkes (Reggie Austin). In short, she chose Sousa! A brief celebration ensues before we see Jack Thompson (Chad Michael Murray) get shot point blank over that mysterious S.O.E. file that seems to implicate Peggy in a massacre. What’s really going on? EW turned to Atwell to get the scoop. (Read our full postmortem with executive producers Tara Butters and Michele Fazekas here.)

ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: How do you feel about Peggy and Sousa finally making a go of it?
HAYLEY ATWELL: I’m so happy! I love Sousa! I think what makes it work is that she saw something in him that’s the same quality she found attractive in Skinny Steve (Chris Evans), which was a man with great morals dealing with very real physical hardships. In the workplace, her gender is considered a disability. Sousa has a disability from the war, and therefore has to deal with that limitation. Because he deals with it with such dignity in the way that Skinny Steve did, that’s what attracts her to people. I think it’s inevitable that they end up together. He’s not intimidated by her. He respects her and admires her, and supports how brilliant she is and how good she is at her job, and is not threatened by that. I think that’s a bloody hard thing for men in the 1940s to not be intimidated by. He’s pretty special in that regard.

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Drown || Bucky Barnes /Reader ||

Summary:Can you do a Bucky x Reader based of the song drown by bring me down the horizon?


Fandom:The winter soldier, Marvel

Disclaimer: I do not own the song or any of the characters.

A/N: The weekend is over and I’m crying.. The words in italics are the lyrics



What doesn’t kill you makes you wish you were dead

Your boyfriend Bucky and you were with your best friend Steve on a train. You were a high trained agent from S.O.E and they needed the three of you and the hollowing commandos for that mission. The boys didn’t want you to go with them, maybe you’ll get hurt, they said but you didn’t listen. What if you got hurt or worse? You believed in yourself. You were sure that you’d be alright.

You and Bucky got locked in one room and Steve in the other. Two robots came. Maybe Hydra and the red skull were waiting for you. They knew you’d be there. Bucky ran out of bullets same as you. Steve opened the door and helped you get down the machine.

Without realizing, Bucky was out of the train. Trying to hold from some metal. Steve his best to reach him but couldn’t. Bucky fell from the train. Tears fell from both of your eyes as you collapsed. You lost it and jumped from the train. You couldn’t control it. Steve’s scream filled the air and then, you hit the snowy ground.

Got a hole in my soul growing deeper and deeper.

You couldn’t see anything. You felt someone picking you up. But you couldn’t respond to his action. The only thing you could do was whisper your boyfriend’s name, Bucky.

Hours? Days? Months? Now you were up in your feet. You couldn’t remember anything from your life. Like you were born this time. Next to you, a guy with a metal arm was sleeping in the white bed. Someone entered the room.

“Experiment 01 is awake.” The man said as he walked towards you. “How do you feel?” He asked, the expression on his face remained cold.

“Who am I? Where am I?” You questioned.

“You don’t have a name.” The sleeping man with the metal arm next to you was now trying to open his eyes. He sat and studied the room. “Experiment 02 is awake.” He furrowed his brows.

“Training will start today. We will come pick you up.” He said and left the room. You looked around your body to see if you had any prosthetic member. Luckily you didn’t.

“What’s your name?” He asked and sat next to you.

“He said that I don’t have. You don’t have one too.” He nodded. “What happened on your arm?”

“I don’t know.” The door opened and one woman with your food entered. She left them right in front of you and left quietly. You didn’t eat.

“Your face reminds me of something.” You asked and he shook his head.

“We met each other five minutes ago.”


And I can’t take one more moment of this silence.

The man with the metal arm now had a codename. The winter soldier. Yours was the winter murderer. That’s how Soviet people called you now. Your strength was 100 times from the regular. You and the winter soldier developed a friendship. But the Hydra’s brains wanted you to be focused on your mission’s and anything else. They had you and the metal arm man in the same room. Sometimes you spoke. Theorizing your existence and talking about fighting and mission details. It was the only thing you could talk about.


The loneliness is haunting me. And the weight of the world’s getting harder to hold up.

Sometimes you had nightmares. About when they put you into the ice and wake you up when they needed you. Sometimes Bucky would come to you and hugged you for some minutes before they put you back into the ice. It calmed you down.

One day, two names popped into your mind. You didn’t know what they meant. Maybe they were from your past. You went to 02 for help. That’s what you called the winter soldier. He called you 01.

“Bucky and Y/N. Do you know what they mean?” He shook his head.

It comes in waves, I close my eyes.

“I’m sorry doll, I don’t know.” That’s the first time he called you like that. Your cheeks turned to a bright lovely pink color.

“I think they are from the past.” A guard came to you and dragged you and 02 to a machine.

“Wipe them again.” He said and the next thing you remember was waking up in your bed.

“Hi 01” He said and you giggled. “Well that’s a new thing.” He said. The sounds you made seemed happy. “How you do this? “

Hold my breath and let it bury me

“I don’t know.. You just said my codename and it came to me spontaneously. I don’t know what it is..“

“It seems beautiful..” He said.” Can I try something? “

I’m not ok and it’s not alright

“Of course.” He stood right in front of you and cupped your face with his hands. He leaned in and his lips brushed yours. The feeling. It felt like you were in heaven. Maybe you didn’t know your past but you’ll know your future for sure.

Won’t you drag the lake and bring me home again?

“I-i liked it. It felt really good.” He said as his cheeks turned red.

“Me too.” He drew circles with his hand on your cheekbones looking into your eyes with passion.

Who will fix me now? Dive in when I’m drown?


Now you looked at 02 like a stranger. You didn’t remember anything from that moment. From your kiss. Acquaintances like you were before. The two of you didn’t have a name. A family. The workers that helped you said that you were born into the lab.

Y/N..Bucky.. What are they.. These two names were stuck in your head. Like the ice stuck on your skin. You wanted to ask 02. The only memory you had from the two of you was when you told him that names.

Save me from myself, don’t let me drown.

They made a new machine that day. It was a machine that would give you all the memories of the two of you after the fall of course. How you met, your kiss. Everything. “Are you ready 01?” A woman asked you and you nodded sitting in the chair. “Good. It be more painful so be quite.” She placed the needles on your skin and slowly pushed them into you realizing the hot liquid. It was burning like lava.

01 heard your screams. He was in the machine some minutes before you. He remembered everything. He ran and shout to let you out but they didn’t until you were finished. When you got out he pulled you in his embrace and holded you tight.

Who will make me fight?Drag me out alive?

You were currently on a mission. Enter a s.h.i.e.l.d’s facility and steal information. You also had to kill some of the agents. But you had to act like ghosts .

You found a female agent and fought with her. She was a good one. But you were better. You threw her to the wall and kicked her. A final shot made her fall to the ground dead. Before you turned around you spotted a piece of paper laying on the floor. It was the picture of this woman with three kids and a man next to her. Her family. You gasped and fell on your knees. “I destroyed a family” you said with some tears forming in your eyes. You haven’t even noticed the other agent behind you. He shot you. 02 show what was happening there and ran to you, beating the man that caused you to be hurt.

“Y-Y/N!” 02 said picking you up. Why did he called you y/n? Who was Y/N?.

“Who is Y/N?”

“It’s you! Your real name is Y/N and I am Bucky! You were born in 1918 and I in 1917 in Brooklyn. Your surname is Y/L/N and mine Barnes.. Our best friend was Steve Rogers..” He said and his words shocked you. “We were going to get married!”

Cause you know I can’t do this on my own.

Bucky fell to the ground holding you in his arms as you were bleeding. Another hydra agent came and yelled to the scientists again. “Wipe them!”


Who will fix me now?

The blond man in the bridge stood in shock when yours and 02’s masks fell off your faces. “Bucky? Y/N?” That names. You knew them.

“Who the hell are they?” A redhead woman threw a granade to you and you and your boyfriend left. They didn’t see where you were going. You were ghosts.


“Your names are Y/N Y/L/N and James Buchanan Barnes. You are my friends.” Captain America said and Bucky threw another punch on him.

“We. Don’t. Know. You” Bucky said during punching the man.

Who will fix me now? Dive in when I’m drown?

“You’re our mission.” You said with a cold look on your face.

“Then finish it.”


Save me from myself, don’t let me drown

“Buck, Y/N/N. Do you remember me?“

“Your mom’s name was Sarah..”

“You used to wear newspapers in your shoes..”