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[sgbpalembang]

Solid Gold Berjangka | Ancaman Federal Reserve dan Geopolitik Terhadap Penurunan Akhir Tahun Dolar.

Ancaman Federal Reserve dan Geopolitik Terhadap Penurunan Akhir Tahun Dolar. – Solid Gold Berjangka SOLID GOLD BERJANGKA PALEMBANG – Sebuah tren pelemahan greenback pada akhir tahun mungkin gagal menyelamatkan dollar bears, mengingat ketidakpastian ekonomi dan geopolitik saat ini di pasar global. Arus perdagangan liburan, keinginan musiman untuk risiko, dan penutupan buku pada akhir tahun secara…

[kat651]

winter soldier mode (pt1)

word count: 1260

warnings: mentions of blood, Bucky (yes he a warning), hydra, mentions of the winter soldier program

You sat leaning against the wall in the abandoned’ hydra base; blood was seeping between your fingers as you pressed your hand over your bleeding side, quietly praying for a miracle. How had it come to this? You heard footsteps and looked up to see large boots descending the steps you whimpered as he walked closer, pointing the gun at your face. You closed your eyes, tears falling down your face. How had it come to this?

Earlier that day: You sat in the passenger seat, hand in Bucky’s as he drove the large black pickup truck.

You leaned over and pressed a kiss on his cheek. “I love you Bucky.” You mumbled in his ear before kissing his cheek again.

Bucky smiled as he slowed the truck. “I love you too.” He whispered before jumping out of the truck. He then walked over to the passenger side me held his arms open. You immediately jumped into his open arms.

“Sam said this was the place…” Bucky said, looking over at the abandoned building with vines growing on it.

You frowned. You remembered arguing with Sam, Tony, and Fury about this. You knew Bucky going into a hydra base, even an abandoned one, was a bad idea. “Bucky, I don’t like this… maybe you should wait here…” you whispered, worry in your eyes.

Bucky grabbed your hand. “There is no way that I’m going to let you go in there alone.” Bucky was looking at you like you were crazy.

“But… what if there’s something in there that triggers…him?” You asked, referring to the winter soldier.

Bucky put his arms around you. “This place is abandoned. Everything will be ok…” he whispered, kissing your forehead. “Come on, let’s go,” he said, walking over to the door and breaking the door with his metal arm before kicking the door open.

You grabbed Bucky’s hand before following him down the steps. You still hadn’t told Bucky but Hydra had used you as an experiment too, lucky for you, you don’t remember much, just images and sounds. They’d used the same serum on you that they did Bucky. You also hadn’t told Bucky but, after you escaped Hydra, they’d sent him after you. To kill you of course. That had been Bucky’s last mission before Zemo had gotten a hold of him. Why Bucky couldn’t remember hunting you, you didn’t know but you were glad. You didn’t want Bucky to know that he’d shot you twice. Once in the arm, the other had grazed your skin leaving a scar on your jaw below your ear. You normally just cover the scar by wearing your hair down.

As you reached the bottom of the steps, Bucky flicked on the light. Nothing happened of course. “Eh, it was worth a shot…” Bucky said. “You ready love?”

You nodded and followed Bucky as you pulled out a flashlight. “Let’s get this over with.”

Bucky slowly went down a hall with you right behind him. You checked room after room. “Nothing in here.” You said, walking back into the hallway. “Bucky?” You looked around. “Bucky?! Please this isn’t funny! Bucky!”

“I’m here,” Bucky said, poking his head into the hallway. “Do you think I’d pull a prank like that in a place like this?”

You didn’t answer. Instead, you just ran and tossed your arms around him. “Don’t do that. You scared me…”

Bucky gently rubbed your back. “I’m sorry love I didn’t mean to.”

“I know I just don’t like it here…” you mumbled. “Did you find anything?” You asked, changing the subject.

Bucky pointed. “That monitor shouldn’t be on…”

You slowly approached it. “Wow, this thing is ancient… just like you.”

Bucky elbowed you playfully. “I’m not that old.” He said, taping the screen. Suddenly words appeared on the screen.

‘Hello 126, we’ve been watching you’ the screen read. You gulped. 126, that was your number when Hydra had experimented on you. The number was tattooed on your wrist. When Bucky had asked about it you told him it was personal and that you’d tell him further down the road. ‘You made a mistake bringing the winter soldier with you.’

Bucky’s arm went around you. “Y/n…”

Suddenly a speaker gave off static and then began to speak in Russian.

“Тоска, ржавый, печь, рассвет…” (longing, rusted, furnace, daybreak)

Bucky screamed and covered his ears, falling to his knees. You placed your hands over his. “Fight it Bucky fight it!”

“семнадцать, мягкий, девять…” (seventeen, begin, nine…”

“Y/n run!” Bucky whimpered, clenching his teeth. “Go!”

“No…”

Bucky opened his eyes and looked up at you as tears fell. “Go, love, I don’t want to hurt you…again…” his eyes went to the scar on your cheek. So he did know… “please go.”

“возвращение домой, один, грузовой вагон…” the speaker finished. (homecoming, one, and freight car)

Bucky took his hands off his ears and looked up at the computer screen. ‘Bring us test subject 126, if she doesn’t comply, kill her.’

Bucky turned his head to look at you and you gasped before bolting. Bucky was close behind.

You saw a set of steps and bolted down them, that’s when you heard a gun. You then felt the pain in your side you tripped and fell down the last three steps before crawling away.

You sat leaning against the wall in the abandoned’ hydra base; blood was seeping between your fingers as you pressed your hand over your bleeding side, quietly praying for a miracle. How had it come to this? You heard footsteps and looked up to see large boots descending the steps you whimpered as he walked closer, pointing the gun at your face. You closed your eyes, tears falling down your face. You prayed that this was all a dream.

“Test subject 126, surrender to be returned to your cell or be terminated,” Bucky said in a cold voice.

You let out a sob. It hurt to hear the man you just called you a number instead of your name.

You felt the barrel of the gun touch your forehead and you whimpered. “I love you, Bucky…” you whispered before pulling the trigger on your dart gun, shooting his leg. Bucky crumpled to the floor as the dart quickly went to work. Bucky’s eyes slipped closed. “I’m so sorry Buck…”

-.-.-

How you managed to drag both you and Bucky out of the base and back to the truck you’ll never know. You silently thanked the super serum that gave you strength. It was a strange thing, thanking your ‘curse’ but here you were.

You bandaged yourself before starting the truck. Bucky was in the passenger seat, out cold. Your vision was a blurred mess but you needed to get out of there before Hydra arrived for you and Bucky. You dialed Fury. “That base wasn’t as abandoned as we thought. I’m on my way back but Bucky isn’t himself anymore… get the chains and prepare a cell to hold him in.” You said.

“Will do… are you ok?”

“Not really, Bucky shot me…I’m alive though if that’s what you're asking.” You put the truck in reverse and pulled out of the gravel driveway.

You drove the best you could but your brain was playing tricks on you and you were struggling to keep your eyes open.

Suddenly, a hand was on your neck. You looked over at Bucky before slamming on the brakes. That was the last thing you remembered doing before the pain won and you fell unconscious.

To be continued…

[twobookshelvesfull]

thinking about the recurring theme of identity in unreal unearth, and how the speaker's sense of identity is most frequently tied to his relationship, and the connectedness between them, where the relationship was so transformative that it fundamentally changed him, and now that the relationship is dead, he needs to bury those parts of himself that were born out of the relationship and forge new ones, in which we follow him as he travels through the circles of hell in the afterlife to deposit those fragments of identity and moments from the relationship so that he can emerge changed and with a new definition of himself and his identity in this essay I will-

[lemoneychicken]

i have thoughts bout if they all lived together

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[smalltimidbean]

IT'S THE WORLD'S MOST SPECIALIST GUY, EVERYONE CLAP NAOW!!! (silly!!!)

Satoshi but as a Fake Peppino clone, so no longer Satoshi but still mostly them jlkdfgkj

They do need a different name tho, bc my food-themed naming scheme can not be ruined!!! (silly! I already messed up on that early on, but still jkfdjkfsd) - I would refer to them by number, but I am leaning towards them being one of Mr D'Angiolini's... 'Special Request' clones for 'Personal Use', so they wouold not have a number, but I have not decided yet!

For now; They are here, and ready to get sillay

[thislovintime]

Photo 3 by Hartford Courant/Tribune News Service via Getty Images.

Q: “Any regrets?” Peter Tork: “None. There are lots of things that I wish that I had [done] differently but if I hadn’t done them wrong I wouldn’t know what was right." - UK Music Reviews, May 28, 2015

Q: “If you could go back in your career and do one thing over and do it differently, what would it be and why?” Peter Tork: “I don’t know if I can handle that question because I would have to use present day awareness to my past misfortunes. I know I wouldn’t drink as heavily as I did, that would have made a difference. There are a number of things I would do different. I had a lot of early adventures and sometimes I was just grasping at things out of fear. Sometimes not knowing what to do you run like hell to keep up, or at least you think that way. I think I would have taken my time and been a more faithful person.” - Florida Today, May 10, 2016

[pt-facts]

#6

Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain contains an easter egg referencing P.T. In a tent near the Ngumba Industrial Zone, a radio can be found playing the same broadcast that plays in P.T.

[cahootings]

Not to brag but my ankles have been working all week and today I walked past one of the PTs I worked with earlier this week (who I almost made cry bc of how well I was walking the other day) and i waved and said “bye I’m walking!” and she said “look at you walking so fast! I could chase you!”

[sanestparadisecitizen]

when someone was deciding on a name the third boy would take later on in his life, they should've went for a different bug. why mantis. firefly would fit more and would be funnier

[okmcintyre]

Saw "I'll Be Watching", wowza!

Did I yell at my TV exactly 6 times? YES! Was I wrong about everything I guessed along the way? Also YES! 😲

No spoilers, but I really enjoyed it! It's neat to see them take on new characters as a duo.

[sgbpalembang]

Solid Gold Berjangka | Pasar Pembiayaan Dolar Menunjukkan Tanda-tanda Akhir Tahun yang 'Redup'

Pasar Pembiayaan Dolar Menunjukkan Tanda-tanda Akhir Tahun yang ‘Redup’- Solid Gold Berjangka SOLID GOLD BERJANGKA PALEMBANG – Pasar pendanaan dolar Amerika Serikat menunjukkan optimisme menjelang akhir tahun, terutama karena permintaan terus melampaui pasokan, sesuai dengan laporan terbaru dari JPMorgan Chase & Co. Indikator pasar, termasuk pertukaran dasar dan repo, menunjukkan stabilitas yang…

[morganpdf]

if u see me listening to bastille's 2013 album bad blood no you dont

[bragganhyl]

y'know, given that now i more or less know what i'm doing i'm actually having a lot more fun with the game

but at the same time i also feel a lot more detached too in an rp sense, which is to say I haven't really given up on trying to actually rp but at this point i feel like i'm just throwing things at the wall and see what sticks rather than trying to put together a cohesive narrative for Berci

which kinda makes me feel bad bc that last bit was the whole point of this pt

so... maybe i don't actually know what i'm doing after all

[allpromarlo]

i had 14 people outta my fantasy league tell me starting puka nacua is a bad idea and now LOOK

[mcchicken-scratches]

Any thoughts on "Piz//a tow//er" vore? I know, from your non vore blog, you hyperfixated on this game at the moment, so just curious what do you think.

I definitely have thoughts about it! There's already been some lovely fics about it on the archive. I still haven't quite come up with any solid enough ideas I feel confident in writing, but I would love to write something.