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buying-the-space-farm  asked:

"Accidentally capture the wrong base"? .....tell us more? Please?

this was before we got agent agent back as our handler, and part of the reason why he finally turned up for work again. 

so the thing about clint is that hes 1. not a good listener and 2. hes deaf. mostly. these are separate issues because being mostly deaf doesnt stop him from understanding what people are saying most of the time, it just means that you have to be sure he knows youre trying to communicate with him before you say something. (and also that you should make sure your mask doesnt cover your mouth so he can lipread, but whatever.)

we had this agent—incredibly boring guy in the worst sort of way–who’d requested clint, nat, and i for an op. nat and i were supposed to hit two of the leaders of a crime syndicate while clint got the third. easy peasy, kill some guys, free some hostages, small country liberated, total cakewalk. but the agent running the op and the briefing took FOREVER. he was talking us through like none of us had ever overthrown a country before, explaining every minute detail. nat and i could just kinda zone out and let things wash over us, picking up the pertinent details, but clint cant really do that. his hearing aids help but they weren’t perfect, so he also had to be kinda lipreading just to keep up. which takes a lot of focus for incredibly boring info. naturally he zoned out too.

which was how he missed the fact that his guy was not actually staying in his incredibly fortified base-slash-villa. his hostages were, but he wasn’t. 

luckily, they covered this in the briefing packet we were each provided with, which was a mere 362 pages. 

so obviously none of us actually read it.

we poked through, got blueprints, guard schedules, alarm systems and so on, but didnt bother with most of the rest of it. 

they dropped us in the air over each of our respective targets, clint last. i had the cliffside resort, nat had the downtown headquarters, and clint had the base-villa. nat and i handled ours like pros, of course, corpses everywhere, and clint did too–mowed right through the security, got the hostages, and then called in that his syndicate leader wasnt there, what the hell, who gave me this bad intel.

which was when he was informed that the big bad wasnt IN the villa, he was on the ISLAND ACROSS from the villa, and that hed been supposed to covertly infiltrate the beach house there and quietly capture him. ideally without ever setting foot in the villa; he was just supposed to steal a boat from the villa docks and not get spotted by security. 

unfortunately, clint had blown up all the watercraft at the villa’s docks to keep syndicate members from escaping. which meant he still had to get to the island and capture this guy, but now there were no motorboats left. and if this syndicate jerkoff got away, fury was gonna have his hide.

and thats how clint wound up launching a one-man amphibious assault on an international crime syndicate from a paddleboat.

and also why clint reads his briefings now. 


He came. He left. Nothing else had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn’t changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.

un giorno vi racconterò di quella volta che: 

io alla mia amica federica: - ma sì, è un sacco che non ci vediamo: organizziamo un pic nic per il venticinque? una cosa tranquilla, di quelle che ognuno porta qualcosa da mangiare. magari lo dico pure a monika, e stiamo tutto il tempo svaccate al sole a mangiare, eeh? è un invito aperto dai dai dai che ci divertiamo!!! io posso fare l’insalata di riso!

dovevamo essere tre. siamo diventati VENTIQUATTRO :))))))))))

Just gonna reupload her alone to my pony blog for discussion sake.

THIS IS BLUE MOON, she is very pretty. She has a mom bat pony and a dad unicorn? My vague idea for her parents. I think she probably has a twin brother or even older sibling - undecided.

I was really just super craving one of those old school ponies that had the beautiful sleeve like cutie marks/patterns on their back legs and bodies. So I decided to try designing one myself! She came out darker than I intended but I love it too much to change her now.

I’m still not set in stone over exactly who she is. I typically do need more celebrity ponies so I’m guessing maybe I’ll have her be a model? I am tempted to make her a popstar for Poppy and Tang to fawn over though. lol Maybe she has her own private villa in Cloverly? I’m not entirely sure yet. I know I just don’t want to go the too-easy gardening route with her. I think I def want to work on her talent being gorgeous and helping bring out that inner beauty in other ponies she works with as well. Hm hm.


 Yeah, Rosie. Tell them.   The first time I met Annalise… she was kickboxing. Yeah, she was so focused she wouldn’t even look at me. But I was looking at her. You know, it was that… that face that was perhaps the most alarmingly beautiful face that I had ever seen. And it kept alternating from… from delicate and captivating one second to scrunched-up and intense the next. It was like she was fighting not just that bag, but something bigger. Something inside of her. And I didn’t know it at the time, but my life was never gonna be the same

So the day that I proposed to Annalise, she was meeting me on a weekend away, and she came around this corner wearing a pair of blue-jean shorts, a white t-shirt, and a hat. And it was an outfit so simple, so nondescript. But the way she wore it… The way she wore it, it was like it was designed just for her. Then I knew. I realized that she showed up not for a vacation, not out of obligation, but for me. She was there for me. And just at that moment, the Rihanna song “Stay” came on the radio. And so I took her hand in mine, and I’m not really a Jumbotron kind of guy, but I do believe that the… the smallest moments have the potential to be the biggest. And it was in that exact moment that I realized this whole time that I thought I was gonna be saving her… it was she that was saving me.

hey y’all what are your hopes for the underground bases in the remakes?

i hope there are more varying “room types” you can get, with certain types only being available in the parts of the underground that aren’t in the central network of tunnels (like the area you had to go to Fullmoon Island to access)

also, i want to be able to decorate my base with fossils. 

obligatory question mark?


Villa:  Thank you for everything. You’ve made these past couple months, my move back home -
Rosewood:  Fun?  Exciting?
Villa:  Something like that.

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I’ve gotten quite a lot of positive feedback from my text posts so I decided to also write about my trip to Spain. 

We decided to go in February since it’s quite a gloomy month with not much sign of spring in the near future, just to boost our spirits to endure the last few chillier months. Not that it really gets cold here in London, more like really annoyingly windy and rainy.


I spent a lot of time in the nature and wandering around on the coast. We were staying in Bilbao but I bought a Barik card which allowed me to use public transport and take the train to nearby coastal areas. I really liked the area around Algorta.

It was my first time to see and touch the ocean (for some weird reason I haven’t been to the coast here in the UK yet). Most likely because I am a n00b and I spend my time overworking. I would love to have the time and resource to travel more, but I have had to work for every penny I ever had in my life, so in a way I perhaps appreciate it more when I can go somewhere. I guess it also means you have to go out of your comfort zone and when dealing with anxiety then that is hard to do. But on the inside I know I am an adventurer so I really have to boost my game and to overcome my fears.

A cherry tree after the rain in Algorta. A lot of these photos are pretty dark because I used reversal film but every now and then I love using it due to some cool effects.

There was actually a cat that was following me around that day.

I took this one especially for my friend who makes fun of me for only taking photos of cute cats. So here you go.

Here’s the famous Vizcaya Bridge. It is the world’s oldest transporter bridge and was built in 1893, designed by Alberto Palacio, one of Gustave Eiffel’s disciples. 

This is Contradique de Algorta Light, in Getxo.

I just love the coast in Getxo. It’s such an elegant place with its old villas from the 1920s.

As I said before we stayed at an Airbnb in Bilbao so that gave me plenty of time to wander around the town. 

Near our home, on my way to the Deusto station.


An evening view when the sun was setting.

The Bilbao Guggenheim Museum was probably the best museum I have ever been to. It featured things from Mark Rothko, Clyfford Still, Jean-Michel Basquiat and had a Dali inspired huge spider sculpture in front of it.

The spider’s body had huge white eggs inside. 

In the evenings we would walk around a lot and go try different restaurants. I had never in my life tried so many versions of octopus. It’s pretty tasty though.

Here’s my favourite shot of Getxo, Spain. Also reversal film. And fog.


Given straight to Paul Scholes - what about that! What about that! 

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“WOO! I AM SO EXCITED!” Taehyung suddenly slams his hands down on the table and Namjoon shakes his head with a smile.

“Settle down, settle down.” Yoongi clears his throat and clasps his hands together. He turns to a nervous Jungkook, staring down at his lap. “How are the funds this time around?”

“Oh-uh, um..” Jungkook frantically flips open the files and then stares blankly at them. Yoongi slides it over to take a look himself, huffing out tiredly and Jungkook shoots an apologetical look for not understanding the calculations.

“Well?” Jin’s brow lifts.

“Good. Better.” Yoongi looks to Jungkook, nodding his head. “We’ll probably be able to supply everyone with snacks and water…”

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The Rendezvous

As the hand-carved wooden doors
slowly opened

the Mediterranean breeze pulled me in,
with her intoxicating flavors

The transparent curtains were swirling
and floating around and around our villa

I flowed to you in my sheer white gown,
designed for slumber or love

The pink tips of my breasts penetrating
your eyes

You couldn’t move, you froze like a Greek God Sculpture

I brushed my tenderness upon your chest
and felt your beating heart, pumping deep
inside me

Our bodies began to move, dancing to the
rhythm of the soothing sea

The sensual flavors, the breeze, and the
floating veils tickling my skin, made you
dizzy with need

I whispered softly but confidently,

“This, I promise…you will never forget.”