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archerarchives · 9 days ago

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New Girl Blues

Sterling Archer x Fem Agent Reader

The new girl is beautiful and impressive. Her cooperative mindset clashes with the competitive nature of the ISIS team. She's caught more than a few eyes just walking in the door. (I didn't proofread)

TWs: Death, guns, violence, violence against Y/N, sedation.

"A new agent? Already?" A tall, beautiful woman asks, annoyed. Her name is Lana Kane, and she's one of the best agents at ISIS.

"What's wrong, Lana? Worried about a little competition?" A dark-haired man chortles. Sterling Archer, top agent.

"Why would they be my competitor?"

"Well, because nobody can compete with me, Lana." His voice is taunting and almost sing-songy.

"Will you two please knock it off!" Malory, the woman in charge and incidental mother of Archer slams an open hand against her desk where she sits, surrounded by the other agents and staff. "I want you two on your best behavior when she gets here or I'll have your guts for garters!"

"Asking for a lot with these two..." Ray, sassy and pessimistic, chimes in under his breath.

"Ha! I knew it. She's your competition, Lana."

"Nobody mentioned a competitive work environment to me." You step through the door. "I'm afraid I prefer teamwork when I'm potentially being shot at." You smile, scanning the other agents in the room.

"Agent Y/L/N, this is-" Malory's words are cut off by her overbearing son.

"Sterling Archer, top agent." He extends a braggadocios hand. You shake it warmly, familiar with his type in this field of work. Arrogant, horny, expectant, etc.

"Oh, please," Ray groans. "Ray Gillette. Get out while you still can."

"Watch it, missy." Malory hisses.

"It's really nice to meet you all. My name's Y/N." You make intentional eye contact with Lana. "I'm excited to work with this team." Her expression is too hard to read, and attention is quickly called to the screen behind Ms. Archer's desk as she begins a mission brief.

Outside Malory's office, Pam, the HR manager and Carol Cheryl, Malory's secretary, are sharing gossip regarding the new hire. "She's kinda hot, right?" The erratic secretary leans back in her computer chair, mindlessly huffing a can of rubber cement.

"Not really my type, but I'd do it." Pam shrugs.

"Such a shame, Poovey. I'd treat you right." You emerge from the large office with the rest of the agents in tow.

"So, Y/N... What's your grip strength?" Cheryl asks with a lustful voice, earning an eye roll and/ or a head shake from everyone else.

"Uhh," you hesitate. "I reckon it's okay. I can break a neck with one hand in the right position. That's first-day stuff." You shrug.

"Splooshhh..." The promiscuous, insane woman whispers.

"Right..." Archer blinks. "We need to get on a plane if we want to be drunk enough by the time it lands for this mission."

"I hate to say it, but he's right, sort of." Agent Gillette says. "We need to head out quick."

Mission:

> Locate storage disk [SD1650]

> Lethal force permitted

> Island compound -LOCATION-

> 4 entrances

> *Heavily* guarded

You reread the screen a few times, familiarizing yourself with the interface. You and the team have been tasked with locating a specific disk. On it is a plethora of society-collapsing findings along with unlabeled launch codes and other various, haphazardly stored data. It's a ticking time bomb of secrets, lovingly named SD1650.

"So, how long have you been in the field?" Archer suddenly appears before you, whiskey glass in hand, full to the brim.

"A long time, Agent Archer." You smile, keeping a formal boundary between the two of you. He's no doubt handsome, but you know better. He seems to take the hint, adjusting his tie before changing the subject.

"This mission's a little intense for your first go- uh, with us, I mean." He leans back coolly, assuming a stance to convey ease.

"I think it's a perfect chance to learn how you all work as a unit. I'll get to learn my place in the mix." You're optimistic, and it's music to Ray and Cyril's ears.

"I never got a chance to introduce myself. I'm Agent Cyril Figgis," he proudly announces, placing himself in the seat next to Archer, who also faces your seat in the private jet.

"A pleasure to be here, Agent," you shake his hand, to Archer's annoyance.

"You don't have enough hours in the field to be an agent yet, Cyril." He turns to face you. "Cyril's a secretary."

"Accountant, you dick."

"Well, this has been an absolutely scintillating conversation, men. But I'd really love a chance to get familiar with the mission before we land." You kindly dismiss them, but only Cyril has the common sense to leave. Archer remains seated, regaling his many accomplishments to you.

After a few hours, the plane lands at a small, discreet airport several miles from the compound you're meant to get into. You and the others gear up and head up the mountain on ATVs. After about an hour of driving, the team transitions to on-foot.

"How far away is the compound?" Cyril asks, seemingly already struggling.

"Would you please shut the fuck up already!" Lana snaps and the group falls quiet. "Sorry," she turns to you. "You gotta nip that one in the bud or he'll complain the whole time."

"Hey!" Cyril whines, but Ray only laughs, adding that her statement holds plenty of truth. You feel a slight sense of relief after this small exchange with Lana, be it at the expense of Cyril, after Archer already planted the seed of competition in her mind. After a long, rugged trek, the first entrance to the compound can be seen through your binoculars.

"It's the loading dock. Two trucks just entered." You report everything you see. "The doors are never open for more than a few seconds for each vehicle."

"Let's find the other doors before making any plans." Lana leads the team further up the mountain. The other three doors are located and scoped out. Ray and Cyril take the loading dock door and then Ray will break off to cover another entrance only a few yards away. Lana will cover the seemingly "secret" entrance hidden in foliage at the base of the compound. You will cover the main entrance where Archer will infiltrate further inside and acquire the disk.

"Before it's all over, I want you," She points to Cyril. "-back at the bottom of the mountain sending the flare. That's our only way out and it has to be timed perfectly."

"I'm so sorry for what I'm about to say here, but if it's that important, why are we leaving it to Cyril?" Ray asks with genuine concern. The accountant can only roll his eyes at this point.

"Because he'll be the closest." It's not the pep-talk he expected, but he'll take it. "Y/N, you're with Archer." She dismisses the two of you and you diligently file into the forest behind the broad, dark-haired man.

"Let's cut through up here," Archer points to a barely beaten trail off the slim track you'd been following.

"But Agent Kane said-"

"As much as she'd like to believe otherwise, Lana's not in charge." He laughs, taking a sharp turn off the path. You try to follow quickly in the pitch darkness as the trees weave in and out, blocking any spotlights outside the compound.

He completely veers from the plan, charging the entrance and skillfully taking out each guard with his silenced gun. You watch in awe, taking out two guards as they sprint up the stairs to the entrance you're invading. Once the coast is clear, you stand guard at the door, ready, like Lana planned.

"Goddamn it, Y/N. Come on," Archer laughs, grabbing your bicep and tugging you along with him as he storms inside. You don't have time to think, let alone protest, so you start shooting. You were top of your class in riflery, and your aim with a pistol isn't too bad either. Archer watches you with sparkling eyes, admiring your aim as well as your appearance. It's not unlike him to mentally undress someone in the heat of gunfire.

"Let's go!" You yell over the commotion as it fades to near silence after you successfully kill the last guard. Both of you find yourselves in a long hallway lined with unmarked doors. "Oh, fuck me," you huff.

"We'll discuss that later. Start kicking doors in." You can't help but laugh at his vulgar joke. The sound of it ignites a feeling in his stomach he's not always used to. A fleeting sense of something heavier than lust, but lighter than love. The most he's ever able to feel for someone other than himself, it seems. You could read that on him from a mile away, seeing as you do the exact same thing.

You each take turns bursting through each door. Some require taking out the occupants, and some are merely storage or conference rooms. Finally, at the end of the hall, one room has another door inside. "It's always the last one you check, right?" Archer asks, kicking the door in, though it is clearly unlocked. Inside is a dark, empty office. It's huge and lavishly decorated. You flip a switch on a lamp and waste no time before rummaging in every drawer.

"Here!" You call to Archer, lugging a hefty safe onto the desk.

"Stand back." He points his gun at the combination dial.

"No, wait!" Your protests are cut off by the dulled sound of his firearm firing a bullet into your arm. The bullet ricochets off the safe and plunges deep into your skin. "Oh, you fucking asshole!" You roar in pain, holding your arm as it gushes.

"Holy shit!" He exclaims, dropping his gun on the desk. "It worked." He opens the safe and withdraws a floppy disk labeled '1650.'

"Nice job, dick head. Let's get out of- ahh!" You whine at your feeble attempt to move your arm. "The bullet's still in there. You have to get it out."

"What? Are you serious?" He laughs in disbelief. Let's just go-"

"I can't shoot with my arm like this. Get your knife out and carve this fucking bullet out of my arm!" Archer's eyes widen, but he does what you command. With a large buck knife, he gouges the bullet out and wraps the gushing wound. Instantly, your arm feels some semblance of better. "Any word from the others?"

"Not yet-" just then, an alarm sounds throughout the large building and every main hall is secured with large, automatic, metal doors. For hours, every pair of hands on site wielded a gun and a thirst for ISIS blood. They swept the whole compound, everywhere but the office.

An hour passes and you're locked in the room together. "Damn," Archer sighs, going through every single drawer and cabinet he can find.

"What is it?"

"I found a bottle of Vicodin, but," he shakes the bottle. Silence. "Empty."

"Poor baby," you roll your eyes.

"They were for you, idiot." He laughs, taking a seat next to you as you take this extra time to tend to your wound. "Sorry about that, by the way."

"It's fine. Comes with the territory, I guess. Though it's more something I would've expected from the numbers guy."

"Cyril? Oh, come on." You laugh at his distress and something about the heat of the moment seems to bond you two. In your boredom, you each begin to share small spectacles into your childhoods. He grew up rich, you grew up poor, but you're both familiar with neglectful parents. That unmistakable fuzziness in his stomach seems to swell. To sit next to a beautiful woman who sees through him and understands his upbringing, even to an extent, is all he could've hoped for.

For just a second, the hyper-sexual front he keeps up is dismissed. He's just being open, and even he isn't sure why. Maybe it's the proximity to death, or just the need to vent to an unbiased ear. You don't know him well enough to see all the self-sabotage.

"Sand? You put sand in your valet's eyes when he...?"

"No, I just say I'm going to." He laughs like it's the funniest thing in the world. "He just always looks," he breaks for a chuckle. "So scared!"

"My God..." You sigh, feeling the intense throbbing grow in your arm. Suddenly, a voice comes over a distant intercom, informing the guards and workers that the threat has fled but to keep an eye out. After the voice is finished, the metal doors begin to slowly lift. "Archer, look!"

"I got the disk. Cover me." You do as he says, keeping an eye on every angle possible. You save his ass at least four times before either of you reach the door. Just as he's about to slip outside, he's tackled to the ground. The two men wrestle for a moment, moving too much for you to get a clear shot. You finally fire and hit the guard, allowing Archer to finish the job, but as soon as you turn around to shoot someone silently sprinting up behind you, your magazine clicks. Empty.

In the few seconds it takes you to retrieve your TEC-9, you're tackled and painfully slammed to the ground. Archer's halfway to the woods, expecting that you're right behind him when he hears you scream his name as you're dragged back inside the compound. He watches in horror from the treeline. You've been taken prisoner.

~~~Back at ISIS

"What do you mean 'taken?'" Malory exclaims.

"We were right there-" Archer gets cut off by Lana.

"Why was she inside at all? She was supposed to be watching the door." She shifts her weight onto her hip.

"I... I took her with me." He admits, taking a shameful sip from his glass of whiskey.

"Jesus Christ, Archer. Does anybody listen to me?" Lana throws her arms up. "Will she talk?" She asks Malory.

"This isn't her first rodeo. I don't just hire new agents willy-nilly; there's a process! Still, I don't know her well enough to answer." A silence falls over the room. "Well, she's probably dead now. Back to work." Malory waves a dismissive hand and the other agents raise an eyebrow at her cold nature, but they exit her office just the same.

"Is she serious? We're just not going back for her?" Ray asks, concerned more for the fact that it could've been him left behind so easily.

"I... Guess not." Lana feels a tinge of guilt, but the job requires sacrifice. "I just hope it was quick."

~~~In the Prison

"Who do you work for? Quickly, quickly!" The man holding you hostage asks with a wicked voice. You slouch in the chair you're tied to, catching a breath from the vast beating that just ensued.

"I work for myself! I wanted to steal the disk and sell it," you cough. "Sell it to fuckin' domestic terrorists." The man nods to his goon and you receive another harsh punch to the abdomen. The air is knocked from your lungs before you get a chance to fully recover. A cry of pain escapes your lips, but nothing more. No information. No names.

"We know you had a team with you. Try your best not to piss me off unless you want to get mailed home in seventeen little boxes."

"Seventeen is such a specific number," you cough. The man signals for another punch. You take it as best as you can, but your inability to catch your breath brings you to the cusp of fainting. In your blur, you hear the man in charge say something to his minions.

"She's of no use to us like this, take her back to the box. Alive... For now." You fade into unconsciousness.

~~~Back at ISIS

"What are you doing? Why are you gearing up? We don't have a mission." Lana questions Archer as he layers on a bullet-proof vest and other tools on his person.

"I told Mother that if we didn't dispatch a search mission in two days, I was going back to get her myself." He's laser-focused, out of character for him.

"Y/N? Archer... You know how low the chances are that she's alive..."

"Lana, I'm the reason she's in there. I'm gonna get her out."

"You most certainly are not!" Malory appears from seemingly nowhere, a glass of cognac in hand.

"If it were me in that-"

"Well, it isn't! Don't be an idiot, Sterling." She takes an annoyed sip from her glass.

"Fine. I won't go," Archer folds, allowing his bag to fall off his shoulder and onto the floor.

"Good. I wish you'd put this much energy into an actual mission." His mother hisses as she walks away. Archer turns to face Lana.

"Oh, no. No, no, no," she steps away.

"Lana, you don't know anything. You didn't see anything. That's all I ask." He grabs his things. "You owe me."

"Leave me out of whatever- wait, I owe you?" She raises a brow, popping her hip out with attitude. "Owe you for what, exactly?"

"I don't know yet! Damn." Lana rolls her eyes at him and leaves the room for deniability.

After a few agonizing hours, Archer's small charter plane lands on the same island where you're being held. Following the same rogue procedure as before, he leads himself right to the door. The guards have nearly doubled, which is confusing considering how many were killed by the whole team. He's going to have to be careful.

He spends an entire 24-hour period studying the guards' schedules. Once that's down, he makes a move. There's a 30-second window of time for him to get in with the least amount of gunfire, so he moves quickly. Once inside, he chokes out one stray worker and lays him off to the side, continuing further inside. He opts to go downward this time, away from the giant office they'd locked you both in.

He can't help but revisit that memory as he skillfully makes his way through the warehouse area. It's full of illegal weapons and ammunition being trafficked in and out of international waters. He's lost in thought about how vulnerable he became with you so quickly. And nearly sober too! Wow! As it all replays in his head, so do your screams. You yelled his name. The guilt nearly makes him stop to vomit, but he's too focused.

Archer encounters several adversaries along the way, killing and subduing each one. He's a force to be reckoned with and even he's confused why. What about a heart-to-heart with you made him so protective and accountable so suddenly? The peculiarity is not lost on him. He seems to process this aloud as he fights his way through the guards.

"It's not like I'm in love with her, or whatever," he says, shooting a man in the chest. "I just can't sleep at night knowing I-" he slits a throat. "Caused her to face hours upon hours of torture in this cave... prison." He snaps a neck. "You know what I mean?"

"I think that's just having a conscience," a man with both his hands raised offers shaky input.

"Maybe... But I don't usually do that." Archer sends a bullet through the man's skull. "Surrendering after shooting at my face is just asking to get headshot." He shrugs.

He makes his way through what feels like the entire compound until he reaches a sort of guest house inside. It's far too nice to be a prison, but maybe someone inside could answer some questions for him. Be it at gunpoint.

After everything, his hair is disheveled and he's taken a bit of a beating. As he trudges through the lavish halls of this built-in penthouse, he finds a serving tray with a whiskey decanter. As good of a time as ever, he serves himself a glass. After rolling up the sleeves of his black turtle neck, he securely grips his pistol, flexing his hand through the leather gloves.

Breathing heavily, he sweeps each room. They're all empty. He grows impatient, angry even. The reality of your death begins to slowly set in. Finally, he spots the master bedroom. Like a mountain cat ready to pounce, he stills his sudden movements until he's close enough to leap into the door frame, gun raised, scanning the room with purpose. That's when he sees you, lifeless on the staged bed.

"Goddamn it." He sighs, finally lowering the gun the rest of the way. He stares at you, your back to him. That's when he hears you groan. "Y/N?" He says, bounding over to you and rolling you onto your back.

"B-Bait, Argcher," you gurgle the mispronounced words out as best as you can.

"What?" He furrows his brows. He's too late to realize you're warning him. You've been heavily sedated and starved, left as bait for your team to come back for.

"We thought no one was coming for her. We almost began to believe she was working alone." A voice chimes from the doorway. Archer doesn't waste time turning around, he just points his gun behind him and starts firing. At least one bullet strikes the man, knocking him back. That's when Archer finally turns around. "Duchess, what a nice surprise." The man coughs out, gripping his bleeding wound.

"What'd you give her?" He points to you, wondering if you received an injection or a lobotomy.

"Enough to kill a horse. We thought she was dead. Like I said, you took your time-" his taunt is cut short by a bullet in his head. Archer sighs. Enough to kill a horse? He thinks to himself.

"Talk about high tolerance," he chuckles, pulling you over his shoulder. You garble some more words at him and make a sound that's meant to be a laugh. Guards will be flooding in any minute since he took out one of the leaders or managers or whatever their ranks are. One hand is extended out, firmly gripping the handgun, and the other is wrapped around your waist as he sprints back the way he came. Unnecessarily long, but it's the only surefire exit he knows here.

"On your mleft," you slur, and Archer shoots without even looking, killing the guard instantly. After a death-defying run, you can see the green of the forest flying by your blurred eyes. Finally, it's over. He haphazardly tosses you into the only other seat in the small airplane and demands the pilot take off right away. Once you're in the sky, you can hear them shooting at you, but their bullets miss, and eventually, they can't reach you at all.

The island becomes a small speck in the background, and finally, you succumb to the drugs, allowing yourself to fall unconscious safely. Your head lies comfortably on Archer's shoulder and he lets you stay there, even catching your head when the plane hits turbulence. He laughs with relief, no longer plagued by the very new-to-him sensation of guilt.

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Author's Notes:

This fandom could be hornier. Just sayin'.

((Part 2))

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yahoo201027 · 1 month ago

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Day in Fandom History: March 5…

Slater gives everyone, with the exception of Malory, a mission to incapacitate the Durhani royal family by pretending to give a tour of the Tunt Manor, only for both Archer and Lana to make each other jealous. “Pocket Listing” premiered on this day, 10 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #10 Years Ago #Archer #Archer FX #Season 6 #Episode 9 #Pocket Listing #Cartoon #Animation

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gellavonhamster · 16 days ago

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"Nynyve first appears during Arthur and Guinevere's wedding feast, sending symbols ahead of her for the king, his court, and the reader to interpret. A white hart races in, literally hounded by thirty black dogs and a white brachet who 'boote hym by the buttocke and pulde oute a pece' (1.102.28-33). The brachet has nearly overcome the stag when her hunt is cut short by a knight who steals her away from court, allowing the stag to escape. Nynyve enters behind the pack of animals and demands that the king send someone to retrieve her brachet (1.103.4—7). The symbolism of this seemingly random set of events is worth unpacking: the stag can be read as a representative of the horned god, and the 'bitch' (the brachet), an avatar of the divine feminine, especially of Diana. Nynyve herself has been linked repeatedly to the goddess Diana, and as Anne Berthelot points out, in the Vulgate romances, when Merlin pays a visit to the emperor of Rome, he 'first manifests himself in the form of a white stag.' As we watch the symbolic animals at play, we see that the bitch aims to harass, control, and contain her free-running consort, the stag. These animal antics serve as a preview of what is to come when Nynyve works to reign in patriarchal excess at Arthur's court.

[...]

"Nynyve is often read as a passive victim or the object of a quest in her introductory scene, but given this tale's denouement, along with Nynyve's rather marked ability to protect herself and others in the episodes to follow, it seems more likely that she has deliberately staged her own abduction in order to test Arthur and his knights. The Lady of the Lake's murder has already indicted the king for his striking failure to provide protection for the women with whom he is allied, protection that should have been reciprocal for the gift of Excalibur, the sword that marks Arthur's right to rule. Given Nynyve's future role as Lady of the Lake, it is likely that she has been sent by that same body of women on a mission to reorient the king's priorities and reestablish their broken alliance with the court. The Round Table may have been established as a protective force, but it is unable to monitor itself. Nynyve feigns victimization in order to highlight, and then rectify, its shortcomings. Her 'helpless inaction' is therefore an action in and of itself."

— The Law of the Lake: Malory's Sovereign Lady by Amy S. Kaufman

#i'm not sure i agree with all interpretations in this essay (especially re: ettarde) but it is certainly an interesting one #and very rich in ideas for a comparatively short text #arthurian legends #arthuriana #lady of the lake #gella talks arthuriana #talk talk talk

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tiodolma · 1 year ago

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Kilgharah knew Morgana was Uther's daughter the whole time (3×05)

MERLIN

She is Uther's daughter.

KILGHARRAH

Yes.

MERLIN

You knew. Why didn't you tell me?

KILGHARRAH:

It makes no difference.

the damn lizard really played bbc Merlin like a fiddle.

It's really baffling why the bulk of Arthurian Merlin's powers and shtty mysterious asshole personality went to Kilgharrah. I am talking about that aspect of classic deBoron/Malory Merlin who just lets things and tragedy happen (even encourages it) and just lets the pieces fall around the people involved.

Bruh if bbc Merlin actually knew what he was truly dealing with, especially politically, he wouldn't have been so reckless and brutish in everything he did for The Mission.

#kilgharrah #mergana #bbc morgana #bbc merlin #s3 #thots #wars of privilege and truth who would win #wars of truth and privilege who would win

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chillingcinemachronicles · 1 year ago

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the Best Sci-Fi Movies on Netflix Right Now

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She then joins an all-female research team consisting of a physicist, a geologist, a paramedic, and a psychologist, all of whom volunteer to enter The Shimmer in what amounts to a suicide mission. While inside, the women find a gorgeous world that defies nature — but the mutations taking place within threaten to destroy the women, their team, and eventually, the world.

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Privacy and anonymity are luxuries afforded to no one in the 2018 British-American sci-fi thriller Anon. Clive Owen stars as Detective Sal Frieland, a troubled cop operating in a dystopia where the entire populace is implanted with an ocular device intended to record and track the movements of the people around them. The government’s transparency methods ensure that all criminal activity is caught on tape — but when a mysterious woman with no digital footprint (Amanda Seyfried) crosses paths with Sal, he realizes she might have a connection with a series of unsolved murders he’s investigating. Director Andrew Niccol tells EW “I always wanted to do a movie about privacy and the fact that there was never a war for privacy, because we already lost — we gave away our privacy without a fight, all for convenience.

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Sight becomes a handicap in Bird Box, a post-apocalyptic thriller where the enemy must go unseen, or else. Sandra Bullock stars as Malorie Hayes, a woman responsible for transporting two young children down a river while wearing blindfolds, a strategy intended to help the survivors avoid seeing the entities that attacked Earth five years earlier, and who cause those who look upon them to commit suicide. Jumping between their present journey and the past events that led Malorie and the children to this point, director Susanne Bier leans into the tension of the unknown and relies on her talented but eclectic cast to do the rest. Released the same year as A Quiet Place, and possessing a somewhat similar premise, Bird Box received less attention when it first premiered, but this sci-fi horror film is a great option for fans of both genres.

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Director: David Slade

Cast: Fionn Whitehead, Will Poulter, Craig Parkinson, Tallulah Rose Haddon, Catriona Knox

As it turns out, the only thing missing from the British anthology series, Black Mirror, was options. In Black Mirror: Bandersnatch, the TV show gets a movie makeover, but with a twist: The film was shot in the style of a “choose your own adventure” novel, and viewers are able to customize their viewing experience through their scene selections. Centered around a young programmer named Stefan (Fionn Whitehead), Bandersnatch follows Stefan’s journey in developing a video game for a famous gaming company, a journey that puts Stefan under a great deal of mental and emotional stress, and results in one of ten main endings. Black Mirror is beloved for its eldritch and tech-focused content, and Bandersnatch keeps that tone alive, using the main storyline to explore themes like free will and mind control, even as the viewers’ choices drive the story forward.

Don’t Look Up (2021)

EW grade: B (read the review)

Director: Adam McKay

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As a comet sets its sights on Earth and prepares to wipe out human civilization, two astronomers (Leonardo DiCaprio and Jennifer Lawrence) rush to warn the world of the impending collision — only to discover the world doesn’t really care. “Based on events that haven’t happened yet,” as the film’s trailer states, Don’t Look Up is a sci-fi satire that skewers climate deniers and government inaction in the face of scientific evidence pointing to looming catastrophe. Directed by Adam McKay (Vice, The Big Short), and featuring everyone in Hollywood from Jonah Hill and Meryl Streep to Timothee Chalamet and Ariana Grande, Don’t Look Up offers great jokes and fun cameos, but be warned: it’s not exactly light fare. Still, as far as sci-fi comedies go, this one is worth a watch — just don’t think too deeply about the implications of the film’s ending.

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nakflix · 5 months ago

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Top 10 Best R-Rated Thriller Netflix Movies

Top 10 Best R-Rated Thriller Netflix Movies If you're someone who loves a good thrill, Netflix has a great lineup of R-rated thrillers. Here are some top picks that will keep you on the edge of your seat, from thought-provoking psychological thrillers to action-packed mysteries. Check out this quick summary of the article! For an even deeper dive, including exclusive insights and fun facts, head over to my YouTube video. It’s packed with everything you need to know—and more.

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add your comments, Don’t miss out!" Number 1 Leave the World Behind Release year 2023, a thriller with a solid 73% on Rotten Tomatoes and a 6.4 on IMDb rating. Directed by Sam Esmail. This movie features an incredible cast, including Julia Roberts and Ethan Hawke. The story follows Amanda and her family as they enjoy a vacation that suddenly turns chaotic, making them confront what seems like the end of the world. They must navigate terrifying events while trying to figure out what's happening around them. With its gripping plot and modern themes, this film promises to be a thought-provoking thrill ride.

Number 2 Bird Box Release year 2018, which scored 64% on Rotten Tomatoes and 6.6 on IMDb rating. Captivating audiences with its thrilling plot. Directed by Susanne Bier, where Sandra Bullock stars as Malorie. A mother trying to protect her children from a mysterious force that drives people to suicide if they see it. The movie keeps viewers on edge, much like A Quiet Place, by focusing on the terrifying threat that remains unseen but ever-present. Bullock's gripping performance heightens the suspense as she navigates a dangerous world, making Bird Box a nerve-wracking ride from start to finish.

Number 3 The Killer Release year 2023, boasting an impressive 85% on Rotten Tomatoes and 6.7 on IMDb rating. Directed by David Fincher, follows Michael Fassbender as a nameless assassin on a mission where no one is safe, not even his former allies. This tense, psychological thriller is packed with gripping moments, amplified by Fassbender's cold, calculating portrayal of a killer who lurks in the shadows. With stylish cinematography and an intriguing storyline, the film delivers suspense in every scene. Whether you're a Fincher fan or new to his work, this thrilling journey will keep you on edge.

Check out this quick summary of the article! For an even deeper dive, including exclusive insights and fun facts, head over to my YouTube video. It’s packed with everything you need to know—and more. https://youtu.be/_2L52nkYjA0?si=ApPNml1K5gTw4Q03 add your comments, Don’t miss out!"

Number 4 Fair Play Release year 2023, scored 85% on Rotten Tomatoes and 6.7 on IMDb rating. Directed by Chloe Domont, we follow the story of Emily and Luke, a recently engaged couple in New York, whose perfect relationship starts to fall apart when a high-stakes promotion creates tension between them. this psychological thriller dives into power dynamics and ambition, transforming their love into a fierce battle. Full of twists and dramatic moments, Fair Play keeps you hooked as secrets are revealed, turning this once-loving couple into rivals in a gripping, suspenseful tale.

Number 5 A Simple Favor Release year 2018, at 84% on Rotten Tomatoes and 6.8 on IMDb rating. it is a thrilling mystery. Directed by Paul Feig that follows Stephanie Smothers, a widowed cooking vlogger played by Anna Kendrick, as she tries to unravel the truth behind the sudden disappearance of her glamorous friend, played by Blake Lively. As secrets unfold, Stephanie gets pulled into a twisty plot full of surprises, dark humor, and drama. With sharp performances and a smart, fast-paced storyline, this film keeps you guessing until the end. It’s an enjoyable mix of mystery, comedy, and suspense that’s sure to entertain!

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And by the end of the day you're right this will be coming around the corner and our project is done and we are success I will have to say I did not take second fiddle even to this latest event no I had practically no attention now probably anyone can make it out there and it's not many people go out there now which doesn't make sense but that's true and here comes I did the job and I did it well and our son and daughter under massive dress and it's mostly this guy Tommy f and others mistakes and following his dogma and doing his dirty work and boy is he a big arrogant lug you seen her smiling and saying stupid things thinking I'm like congratulating over some dumb stuff not really your buddies there pal there's one after you you're an excited little kid for some reason to show off what you've done to people Anderson is correct and daughter you're a nutcase and you need to be put down you're a rabbid dog. I'm going to release a memo to hour and say that you should be relieved of your spot here and removed and they're probably going to approve it this is what you're saying you're insane we're not going to bow down to you because we expose you to everyone around you.

Nuada Arrianna

You're a nutcase Tommy f we're going after you with weapons and stuff stupid

Trump

Yeh stupid

Malory and you're Robert de Niro and you mix it up with us and you get nailed you see you getting nailed in the movie you see her disappearing you're going to make sure you're just. You can hit with a rock. Couldn't disappearing act okay stupid

I got to hit you and I got to hit you good so tired of watching you abuse him and you're such a f**** you think you made this Giants and then stick you

Woody harrelson

You have this Giants fight us you moron so we're going to take you down you're an idiot

Big Hawaiian

I did not so it took them over someone took them over

Tommy f

And who would that be Tommy f

Zues Hera

I don't know Trump or someone else is so incompetent he can't wash himself right

Tommy f

What the hell are you talking about you moron you're in so much trouble it's not even funny your own clothes when a PCU and just in here making fun of me you're a freaking idiot I know this is stupid stuff going around is coming from you and what you're saying doesn't make any sense

Trump

I'm a bit insane we're going to take it out of you people cuz I'm mad

Tommy f

Good after you tommy f we're putting once on you and we're going after you was force as a matter of fact the forces coming down now they're going to pick you up

Thor Freya

You didn't fall for any of that stupid s*** and you just kept on doing it and you're this annoying a****** you're like a fly in the room to him and you hardly recognize it there's something else that's wrong it's that you're completely incompetent Tommy f. I have to have you out of the way cuz it's sitting there friending and figure out things to do and he knows your stupid s*** you understand what I'm saying lot of people couldn't figure that out like us it's in there knowing it and he's f****** getting you he says stuff like nobody ever says that to me I'm going to make you f****** understand it I see you in a few days understanding it they want you out of his face and you're going to insist on bothering him and you can't we can't let you do it you have to leave and you too Trump you're in that case yourself for this guy's s*** almost all of it it's horrendous with you idiots are up to you took Dave's junk and you took some pair of Hilton's eggs and stuck them together this guy took your plan over and it's repeating you going to do it again down below the cities are you idiots man put his children who are gigantic I've never seen Giants this big in my life there's only a few of them compared to how many they were who the hell is what happened to the other ones they disappeared that's have to ask Tommy if he's blaming me again so we could go ask him

Mac daddy

I sent someone a mission and you should have heard about it they're like Stone chips and stuff and I guess I went after my own people

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Hey guys! On our 11th day in Greece, we listened to a lecture on Olympism- Olympic Education by professor Konstantinos Georgiadis. The three pillars of olympism are sports, education, and culture. Olympic education is a tool that contributes to sports institution and sports civil society.

We learned that sports are a way to captivate the human abilities and was created for health purposes. The roles sports play in society are: education, contribution to health, and humanitarian dimension and mission.

We discussed the meaning behind The Triumph of Diagoras statue. It is 2 sons, who just won an olympic game, holding up their father. This represents the humanitarian dimension of sport. This symbolizes athletes giving back to the society that gave them the education and opportunity to compete.

We also discussed the East and West Pediment of the temple of Zeus located in Ancient Olympia. The East Pediment depicts an emperor who cheats to win chariot races. In the end, he is defeated. The meaning behind this shows the athletes that cheaters will lose in the long run. The West Pediment shows the wedding of Apollo. Apollo is the god of sun, music, and logic. He invited centaurs to his wedding and they drank too much, resorted to their animalistic instincts and ruined the wedding. This symbolizes the importance of athletes respecting the hospitality of Zeus.

We also learned about Pierre De Coubertin. Who lived from 1863-1937 and created the philosophical concept of olympic education. He believed sport is the core of education. His pedagogical programs were multifaceted, interdisciplinary, inter-thematic, and with objectives of social, cultural, and humanitarian qualities. -Malory Best

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@racefortheironthrone @cynicalclassicist

Oh boy, my personal stance is that Guinevere's sentence is just "Rule of Drama" in action. Guinevere needs to be in danger for a tragic yet exciting rescue mission by Lancelot.

A lot of legal codes I've researched online (Welsh Law, Roman Law, Anglo-Norman Law, Canon Law, etc.) don't exactly gel with how Arthur is supposed to act in a legal fashion. The big red flag is the lack of a trial for Guinevere's crime. It's always a summary execution without due process, AND without the oversight of the Church, wherein Marriage and Adultery is an ecclesiastical concern, not just secular.

In regards to Thomas Malory, he justifies Arthur's actions with a so-called Treason Law, that necessitates "hasty judgement" of the Queen. This Treason Law is, I think, a surrogate of the English 1351 Treason Act.

The problem, of course, is that the "Execution of Queen Guinevere" - and the Lancelot saga, in general - was written looong before the creation of such a law.

The Vulgate Mort Artu was written by French clerks, in between the years 1220-1235 - a hundred years before the English imposed strict punishments on Royal Adultery.

So, for my Arthuriana I'm writing about adultery and the measures taken about it and am wondering what the penalties for adultery were in the Middle Ages. I know that in traditional Arthurian myth, Guinevere is sentenced to be burned for her affair. How would adultery from other noblewomen be treated? Especially if she had likely been impregnated from an affair?

I think the adultery/execution thing was a interpolation of how later medieval law handled royal adultery back into the source material.

#arthuriana #medieval law #arthurian legend #king arthur #queen guinevere #sir lancelot #vulgate cycle #le morte d'arthur

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New Girl Blues - 2

Sterling Archer x Fem Reader

((Part 1))

The new hire seems to have earned her place, proving her endurance and loyalty to the agency. She lives another day to get to know her team a little better, one blue-eyed man in particular.

TWs: Sedation, medical talk, medical violence, gun violence, Malory is problematic.

When you finally come out of your drug-induced coma, you're alone in a hospital room. You look over at your side table and there sits a small flower arrangement. The tiny card reads "Danger zone. -A" You narrow your eyes at it, confused. You don't know what it means, but you know they're from Archer. You smile, but it's quickly wiped off your face when you realize how beaten you are. Grinning hurts.

~~~Meanwhile at ISIS

"Where the hell is Sterling?" Malory yells to the entire upper floor.

"I haven't heard from him for a few days," Lana casually inserts, still keeping her distance from the situation.

"He's probably off getting black-out drunk on an island because he got Y/N killed." Ray shrugs, much to Cyril's discomfort.

"He only knew her for a day, could he really be that bent out of shape?" Malory raises a brow. "This is just another excuse to-"

"You were saying?" Archer seems to appear on cue, standing leisurely in the doorway of the elevator as he steps out.

"Where on Earth have you been? Just days of that god damned voicemail of yours!" Archer's mother stares daggers through him.

"I went to get Y/N," he states it like it's obvious. "I said that."

"You said you weren't going!" She rolls her eyes as far back as they can go. "Lana!"

"Nope," the tall, beautiful agent exits the room, extending the 'o' vowel of her one-word sentence.

"Mother," Archer speaks with a chuckle. "You couldn't possibly have believed me." He breaks into a laugh. "That's like, textbook me." He's still laughing as his mother's glare carves holes into his head.

"So," Malory straightens her stance. "Where is Agent Y/L/N?"

"The hospital, duh?" He sets his drink down.

"How is she?" Cyril asks, butting into the conversation.

"Not... Great." Archer shifts uncomfortably.

"Not great as in she's not gonna make it, or...?" Malory takes an "innocent" sip from her glass.

"Malory!" Lana exclaims.

"What? If she's going to live, we need her brought here before she's doped up on morphine, telling every nurse in the east wing where she's been for three days!"

"How are we supposed to get her out?" Archer wants to laugh at the ridiculous notion.

"That's the beauty of defying my orders, Sterling. You figure it out!" Malory slams her door, powerfully punctuating her sentence.

"So, any ideas?" Archer turns to the gang.

"Are we sure Krieger is the best... 'Doctor' for her if she's so beat up?" Cyril shrugs at the peculiar doctor's offended expression.

"Well, mother's right. It's better than letting her compromise the agency... More than I already have and do."

"And something about that weapon trafficking ring tells me they might go looking for an infiltrating witness staying in an unguarded, public hospital." Ray raises a valid point that no one seems to have considered yet. "What would you do without me?"

"Lana," Archer turns to his co-worker turned ex.

"No! Stop dragging me into-"

"Please, you owe me!"

"No, Archer, I don't owe you. Stop saying that." She facepalms. "Look, let's go get her out of there, but it's up to you to get her back here. I'm not risking my life for someone I've only known for less than a day!" She storms off to ready herself for the "mission."

"What about you two?" Sterling faces Ray and Cyril who sit at two unoccupied desks. They glance at each other and then back to him.

"I'm only coming because I like Y/N." Ray stands. "She's the most tolerable out of all of you so far."

"I... I don't know." Cyril rubs the back of his neck.

"Figures. Cyril's half a man, what else is new?" Archer taunts.

"Fine! I'll go. I'm not half a man," he huffs, standing to join the group. Each Agent pitches an idea of how to get you out of the hospital, each plan is shot down immediately by Archer.

"Oh, my God. Let's just get in there, get some scrubs, and wheel her out."

"Seriously? Like a fucking Weekend at Bernie's? They're not gonna let her leave unconscious." Lana rubs her temples, assuming you're in some sort of coma-like state.

"What if she's on life support or something?" Cyril asks.

"Well..." Lana doesn't want to have to say it, but the answer is that they'll have to pull your plug. Archer shakes the idea from his head.

"Good enough. Let's go." He leads the team out of the break room, storming ahead of them with a confident purpose.

"I don't like it when he's serious," Cyril whispers to Ray.

"Me neither. He hasn't been this useful since... Well, ever."

"Shut it, Elton Yawn," Archer snaps.

"Oh, because I'm gay and what? Boring?" Ray crosses his arms.

"Yeah, exactly that, actually." He chuckles at his own joke. Endlessly entertained by his own wit.

At the hospital, Ray acquires two doctors' coats and a few sets of nurse's scrubs. Archer returns to the group with various name tags and stethoscopes. You're dressed as a nurse, taking the set that just happens to be your size. Archer is a doctor, hanging the stethoscope around his neck. Ray slips into a nurse's outfit, self-proclaiming it'd be more appropriate should anyone ask him anything too medically specific, as he's watching the door.

"Oh, no you don't." Lana extends a finger to Cyril who's halfway into the doctor's coat. "Hand it over."

"What? Why?" The accountant turned agent asks, finishing slipping the jacket on.

"Because we're not doing the two lady nurses and a gay routine. It's not even your size." She points to the deflated shoulders.

"A gay?" Ray asks aloud, clutching invisible pearls.

"Honestly, Cyril. Lana's a lot broader than you are." Archer shrugs, earning a hateful glare from Lana. She snatches the jacket from him and slips it on, filling it out nicely.

"Ya' know..." She narrows her eyes. Lana struts inside with a confident demeanor, blending right in. Cyril lingers near the nurse's station, with his shoulders raised in an exaggerated, insecure posture.

It doesn't take long for Lana to acquire a wheelchair. She arrives at your room and Archer lifts you and all the necessary bags of fluids and medications into a jumbled heap on the chair. You look at them with a disappointed expression, too tired and sore to give input. "Archer," Lana gives a sympathetic look. "They're not gonna let us walk through here like that."

"I don't know where all these tubes go and, honestly? I'm scared to find out." The two agents begin untangling your equipment. You do what you can to help, but your body feels heavy in this early stage of the healing process. That is, until a burst of adrenaline courses through you.

"Hey, wait. What's happening?" You repeat yourself over and over until one of them answers. They glance at each other and then back to you.

"We're taking you back to ISIS. You're not safe here." Lana gives a half-comforting effort.

"Yeah, like ISIS is such a safe haven- ouch!" Lana punches Archer's arm with brute force.

~~~Back at ISIS

"Ouch! What the hell?" The resident doctor, Algernop Krieger, rubs the newly sore spot on his head where Malory has just swatted a rolled-up fashion magazine.

"This isn't another cadaver for your iniquitous experiments! You touch her with one of those godforsaken machines, and I'll have you peeled!" The silver-haired woman stands firm.

"Peeled?" Krieger squeaks in terrified confusion.

"What's the big freaking deal? You were just about to let her get tortured to death on Gun Island anyways," Cheryl interrupts, propping her feet up on a desk. Malory swats her feet away with the magazine.

"There are some things we can't fiscally risk at this agency. We can't afford to lose every agent we have. We can, however, lose one new recruit who got taken prisoner on her first mission."

"But it was Archer's fault wasn't it?" Pam appears, eating a bear claw. "Didn't he say that?" Malory stares fire through her. "... Inappropriate."

"Does nobody do their job? Or am I paying you all for binge-eating, glue-sniffing, Sieg Heiling social hour?" Malory slaps the magazine against the door frame as she exits. Cheryl gasps, staring with wide eyes at Krieger.

"So you are a Nazi?" She asks. He rolls his eyes and sighs.

~~~Back at The Hospital

"What? No!" You protest climbing into the back of the poorly cleaned cargo van meant to carry a gurney, but they realized when they arrived that they didn't have a gurney.

"Look, time isn't really a thing we have a lot of right now. Get in the van and as soon as we get back-" Lana's bargain gets cut short.

"We'll double your morphine." Archer chuckles. That's a deal. Almost instantly you climb into the back of the van.

The gang finally gets you agonizingly situated with your bags and IVs, speeding through traffic to get you somewhere stable. The reckless driving causes your stomach to turn, and you squeeze your eyes shut in hopes that it'll still the swirling in your eyes.

Suddenly, your eyes jolt open to the unmistakable boom of gunfire. The van is being shot at. You look at Cyril who has already hit the floor, covering his head. "Oh, you guys weren't kidding." You groan as you pry yourself up off the van floor. Scrambling, you reach under the seat and feel around for any stashed weapon in a van owned by a spy agency. You sigh with relief when your fingers graze the carrying box of a small Ruger .380.

Lana's shooting through the back window from the front seat, causing a few stray shards of glass to scrape you up, but you're indifferent to it. Ray's driving as fast as he can without flipping the entire vehicle and Archer is hanging out the side door, shooting and making a mental note of the faces inside the cars in pursuit. Cyril is... Well, he's still on the floor. You finally steady yourself to rise and you sling open the back doors. A bit of your medical equipment falls out, ripping a tube or two from your arms. You grit your teeth and start shooting as small streams of blood flow down your arms from the IV ports.

With razor-sharp focus, you successfully shoot the driver in the head and kill him instantly. His car quickly veers to the left, crashing devastatingly into a power post. One chasing vehicle remains. It's a man on a motorcycle. His bike zips around the van and tauntingly loops back into your field of vision. You aim at him and shoot a few times, only to miss as your adrenaline begins to slow, and you really notice the lack of painkillers in your veins.

The man on the motorcycle fires in your direction and a bullet grazes your already weakened arm. A gash is left in the wake of the bullet. You throw the gun down and slap a hand over the fresh wound, releasing a cry of frustration more than pain at this point. As if they took your scream as a cue, Lana and Archer speak at the same time.

"Cyril!" They bark and he snaps back into reality. For the most part. Without much more direction, he grabs the gun you've tossed and starts shooting.

"Suppressing fire!" He wails, aiming at nothing. To everyone's genuine surprise, he gets the perpetrator right in the chest. The biker's grip on the steering begins to waver, and he wrecks like a crumpled piece of paper due to how fast he is going. The man is long gone, but Cyril empties the magazine before opening his eyes again. "Did I... Did I get him?"

"Yes!" You yell, slinging yourself out of the opening to grab the door. The still-shaking hero of the moment does the same, helping you get the rear doors secured so you can tend to the ever-growing collection of wounds you're amassing. "God, I didn't fill out my insurance paperwork yet."

Inside the ISIS medical bay, Krieger, under intense supervision, has you right as rain in just a few hours. Once you're stitched up and filled to the brim with morphine, you sleep off the afternoon. Hours upon hours go by and you're sound asleep the entire time.

"It makes no sense that she's still alive. Even if she was meant to bait the team back to the island, she should've been long gone by the time you actually got there." Krieger says, fidgeting with some mechanical nonsense lying around the room.

"Yeah... Three days is," Archer hesitates.

"A really long time to be tortured and drugged on an island?" The doctor finishes his sentence and Archer narrows his eyes at him.

"Yeah, a really long time." The blue-eyed spy turns to leave, ignoring his own minor injuries. "Just keep an eye on her until I get back."

"Aren't you guys sort of at risk of being attacked after that car chase?"

"Yes," Archer huffs. "What about it?"

"Aren't you worried?" Krieger raises a brow, wondering if he should be taking precautions for an invasion.

"If I worried about a fraction of the stuff I should be worried about, I would never get anything done." He leaves to rest his aching body.

~~~Later, ISIS Medical Quarters

"And she didn't talk?" Malory looks down at your sleeping body with raised eyebrows.

"No, mother. She didn't. So we left her there for three days for no reason." Archer scowls.

"Oh, whatever. It's impossible to keep up with your fixations." She tosses her hands up. "Any other time you'd have suggested leaving someone behind before I ever had to say it!" She leaves the room, most likely looking for a drink. Archer knows that's true. He never sees it coming until it's there. It starts with a pretty face and he can't control where it goes from there. Or who this feeling comes out for.

When you finally awaken, the room is dark and empty. It's late at night, peeking into the dark morning. The peace and quiet remind you of how badly you missed it. You'd been beaten, borderline tortured, starved, and sleep-deprived. Yet your lips were sealed. A sense of pride washes over you as you blink in your surroundings. Where am I? You think to yourself.

"Oh, hey. You're awake." Archer enters your medical room and turns on one set of lights.

"I am awake. And, a little blind now." You squint under the sudden brightness. You raise a hand to block the light, but also so you can get a better look at him. You hardly realize you're smiling until it stings the split on your lip.

"I uh, went back for these." He holds up an absolutely wrecked version of the very flowers he left in your hospital room. Tiny card and all.

"Oh, thank God. I was worried about those."

"Really?" He furrows his brows.

"No." You flatten your expression. "What day is it?" Finally, the awkward silence is broken.

"It's the 6th." Archer takes a slouching seat in the nearest chair.

"Oh, wow." A silence falls over the two of you. "Took a while to get back, huh?" You ask, mostly indifferent. Several things could've held the team up.

"That wasn't- I didn't-" he fumbles with his words, reaching dependently for his flask.

"Shut up," you laugh, wincing as you do. "Name of the game." You swallow the lump in your throat that's begging to ask if you were supposed to be rescued at all.

"How many times did you get shot? Like in total?" He attempts to change the subject.

"Only twice. You and that guy on the bike." You rub your arm. "Same fucking arm too." You feel a devious smile spread across your face. "Thank God Cyril was there."

"What? Seriously?" His eyes widen in disbelief. "I chartered a plane back to a compound we had just ransacked-"

"Jesus Christ, I was kidding!" Your declaration silences his whining. "Thank you for coming back for me at all, Archer."

In the following weeks, he's by your side daily, helping you around your apartment or sending his valet to pick up your prescriptions. The whole office is all but disgusted at this strange behavior. After a while, your strength is back up and you're ready to be back in the field.

~~~Your First Day Back

"Thank you for letting me keep all my limbs, doctor." You shake Krieger's hand.

"Wait, was that an option?"

"Whatever you're talking about, shut up." Archer bursts into the conversation. "Y/N," he extends his arm out to you, eyes shining like a smitten puppy. You laugh, and link your arm with his. He guides you to his office, pouring you both a glass of whiskey regardless of the early hour of the day.

"What? No thank you, It's 9 AM." You laugh. "And I'm a vodka woman."

"Vodka at 9 AM?"

"No, nothing alcoholic at 9 AM." You laugh with a sigh.

"Y/N, I feel like I need to apologize, you know, for," he seems to search hard for the words. You roll your eyes, dumbfounded by his arrogance.

"For almost getting me killed? For being the reason my face still looks like I do roller derby?" You huff, crossing your arms. Sterling takes a comforting sip of his drink.

"Well, to be fair, I'm also the only reason you made it back," he shrugs smugly.

"Only? Was no one else coming back for me out there? Is that why it took you so long?" You feel a bolt of unchecked anger strike through your body, quickening the pulse in your chest. "I mean I guess I always knew deep down, but I didn't want to believe it."

"Wait, Y/N," his eyes widen. It becomes apparent he's said the wrong thing.

"Was it just you?" You ask, pinching the bridge of your nose with a macabre chuckle. How mad can you be in an industry like this? His shoulders relax at the sound of your laughter.

"No, well, yes- sort of. Ray was pretty enthusiastic about it."

"Love him," you whisper as you place a hand on your heart.

"Well I mean, come on. Don't be angry at me for saving you." He shrugs.

"Unbelievable," you toss your hands up.

"You didn't even know what the plan was if you were on life support-"

"Oh my God, please stop digging." You're only half serious by now.

"The rescue itself was me, so... You're welcome." He smirks, finishing his glass. You roll your eyes, internally processing how little you must matter to the agency at this stage of your career here.

"Well, thank you Agent Archer," you take the glass he poured you. "For cleaning up your own mess." You down the shallow drink in one graceful gulp.

"World's greatest agent," he proclaims, pouring himself another glass. "Now, the matter of repayment..." He swirls his newly poured drink.

"Repayment? No, I think your coming back for me just about covers it. Albeit three days later." You raise an eyebrow, flipping the script and reminding him not to push his luck.

"Sure, we'll call it your repayment." He leans back in his seat. "My house. Dinner."

"I thought you'd never ask."

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Author's Notes:

I hope the "finishing sentences with different scenes" trope is translating well on here. If not I'm gonna kill myself. ❤️ Thanks for reading!

Also!!! Next chapter will mostly likely contain smut, so if that's not your wave, keep an eye out for my next stories outside of this series!

((Part 3 coming soon!!!))

#archer #archer fanfiction #archer fx #cheryl tunt #krieger #lana kane #pam poovey #ray gillette #sterling archer #malory archer #cyril figgis #sterling archer fanfiction #sterling archer x reader #archer x reader #archer fx X reader #algernop krieger

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yahoo201027 · 6 months ago

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Day in Fandom History: September 30...

Barry comes back into Archer's life and teams up with both him and the agency on a mission to shut down a Russian factory that's been manufacturing cyborg clones of himself from turning the world into Barrys as Malory and others try to find a new suitor for Archer. “Robot Factory” premiered on this day, 4 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #4 Years Ago #Archer #Archer FX #Season 11 #Episode 4 #Robot Factory #Cartoon #Animation

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HEY LOVER! ━━━ Jake Seresin.

→ back to. . . top gun.

PAIRING, Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Malorie "Raven" Bradshaw (OC)

SERIES SUMMARY, Six months after Goose died, Carole gave birth to their daughter: Malorie Bradshaw. 32 Years later, in 2019, years after she graduated from Top Gun herself, she is called back to join in on a special mission. However she wasn't prepared to face two ghosts of her past alongside the way — just to her luck, she has best friend Jake Seresin sleeping in the room next to her.

WARNINGS, Death, grief, angst and my poor knowledge about the Air Force.

O. ━━━ I DID IT, DAD, ARE YOU PROUD?

Malorie knows that her graduation from Top Gun is something that she should look forward to, however knowing that no one would be there for her put a damper on that.

I. ━━━ I THINK I'VE SEEN THIS FILM BEFORE.

If there was one person in the world that knew that last names meant nothing it was Maverick. So when Cyclone presents him the 12 aviators coming back for the secret mission, he is not all that interested. That is until he sees two familiar faces: Lieutenant Bradley "Rooster" and Lieutenant Malorie "Raven" Bradshaw.

II. ━━━ DROWNING IN WHAT ONCE WAS.

The last person Bradley expected to meet back at Top Gun was his little sister, dressed up and way too close to Bradley's enemy number one from Academy times: Jake Seresin. After all the last time he saw her she was sixteen and on her way to become a Fashion designer in Paris.

III. ━━━ A FAMILIAR AFFAIR.

A day that was supposed to be just a normal work day turns disastrous for Malorie when she is faced with not one but two people from her past, but Jake can not watch his best friend struggle like this.

. . .MORE CHAPTERS COMING SOON!

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tiodolma · 6 months ago

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Reply to @tundratoad's tag on this post

thanks for the tag and I can see why it made you think of me.

I do appreciate that OP laid out an entire Merlin BBC plan for how they would have dealt with Morgana and I have no intention to dispute it on their post. It's their vision. They're entitled to it. If that take fixed Merlin BBC for them, then good for them. If that transformative essay made the show feel more arthurian for them, then good for them.

I however am on the side that Morgana's change in S3 was perfectly sensible. It is a controversial take around here I know but BBC Morgana's character and storyline about activists and radicals, was reminiscent of the widespread information campaign against activism in my country in the past two presidencies.

That narrative where smart zealous young adults are "recruited" by activists, brought, isolated and radicalized in the mountains for months and years and then come back all changed, angry and weird? That is still a whole campaign against "terrorism" and "communism" that is continuously spread to cause unecessary fear about activists and subsequent insurgency (and that was in connection to the war on drugs as well).

Katie Mcgrath's character, was isolated, educated and trained for A YEAR, to be a rebel. Katie Mcgrath had explained this writing decision in interviews, btw. So I know that they took real world examples and slapped it on BBC Morgana.

Therefore I was able to understand how she went into a complete flip of character from a "bumbling princess who tried too hard but always failed" into a cold efficient rebellion agent in s3. That anti-activism campaign is still too active in my country even now.

Personally I think the change fit very well with the show's theme because the show choose genocide as backdrop of all things.

Plus if you read Morgan le fay in the french legends (vulgate/malory).. she does turn, well, completely against Arthur, for even lesser nonsensical reasons.

Because of that I consider BBC Morgana's actual, tangible gravitas as a win. I consider all her actions as something to be expected, given what they put her through and what was already established about her from s1-s2

so for propaganda reasons, i think BBC did a very very good job of convincing their young audience that all activists/rebels/extremists are insane/crazy and shouldn't be treated human and should be all exterminated once and for all.

It also harkens back to arthuriana/medieval messaging that any sort of hate/anger is ireedemable and demonic (compared to just being anguished about stuff. Unethical actions coz of anguish was more acceptable.)

the show's story accomplished a lot of things all at once ngl.

...so if i don't consider Morgana's writing a huge problem that what is the problem (for me?)

It's what they turned Merlin into.

BBC Merlin's constant secrecy of his powers and denial of himself was a betrayal of everything that medieval and legendary Merlin was. Like I said before, legends!Merlin was one who showcased what he could do whenever he could and one who openly defended himself, his decisions and his powers to everyone who doubted him.

And that would have fit well in the politics of the show. Merlin should have been openly and unabashedly spreading propaganda of his mission first and foremost, and not wait for antagonists like Morgana to close in on him and his secret. He should have stood out there tall and proud against Morgana and accepted fate as it came, not fight it, because that is what Seers like Merlin are supposed to do.

If it were me, Merlin should have tried reasoning and showing his powers to her in s2 or s3, not s4. There was still a way for them both out of their respective flavors of extremism if Merlin started stepping into power as Emrys before she assisted Morgause's death and unleashed an unforgiveable terrrorist act at the start of s4.

He should have been more openly committed to his actual goal of glorified and "acceptable" imperialism with him and Arthur at the top of everyone else, and not this back and forth and false sense that he was the "kind and humble one" because he let others step on him while he cheated and betrayed all of them from the shadows.

The conflicts which would have arisen would be juicier. Merlin would have been a lot smarter at everything, Morgana and co. would have backed down a bit or even listened to him a bit, Arthur would have had to choose between imperialistic glory with Merlin by his side or have his own kingdom fall because of his stubborness to accept help, Mordred would risen up on his own as an agent of chaos. etc. There' would have been more opportunity for negotiation, reconciliation, resolution, etc.

idk man. we all have ways to fix this damn show. But I dont have hubris enough to claim i'd be better than the writers/showrunners.

but really tho. i enjoyed and was disgusted by the show too much to find it in my heart to change anything.

it's good stuff for brainworms

#thots #ymmv #onions and replies #me and my third world problems

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