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Chenford Crumbs Per Episode:  Episode 6x1 Strike Back

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Thomas Levin as Yada Haim, in Strike Back (2010).

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Rhona Mitra as Major Rachel Dalton 

Strike Back 4x04

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Kim & Michael “maintaining their cover.” 💋

Strike Back ep 4x05 

(Did a rewatch in the last couple of months of the Scott & Stonebridge seasons. The series holds up. One day I’ll watch the seasons after Scott & Stonebridge depart when they are put on MAX to stream instead of buy/rent options only)

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Story Time

A few weeks ago, I had sent a Follow Request to what I believed to be Shane Taylor’s personal instagram, mostly expecting to not be accepted because you know, he’s kind of a big deal 😮‍💨😆

Yada yada yada

He is now one of my Followers 🥰

My heart is pleased

That’s my account at the top! (Right above our very own Ross McCall 🥰)

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Thomas Levin to any director, ever; okay but when are you gonna let me run really fast

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James Wilby in "unsavory character roles" in gif form.

James McCready in Trials and Retribution IV The Dis-Honorable Freddie Nesbitt in Gosford Park. Edward Milton in Midsomer Murders: Made To Measure Hugh Mallory in Lewis: Expiation. Charles Broadwick in Ripper Street: Dynamite & A Woman Archie Grayling in Casualty. Charles Wilcox in Howards End. Charles Ridley in Strike Back. Sefton Scott in Father Brown: The Cat of Mastigatus

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Iain Glen as Gerald Crawford in Strike Back

And the TN3 form? To authorize transport of chemical fertilizer. I have to sign for it, right? Don't worry. I've got a spare one in the car.

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Together again on screen 9/x: Richard Armitage and David Harewood

Sir Guy of Gisborne and Tuck - BBC Robin Hood (2009) John Porter and Colonel Tshuma - Strike Back (2010)

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Drunken Christmas Admissions.

Fandom: Strike Back

Pairings: John Porter x Fem!Reader (hinted)

Warnings: Language, drunkenness.

Summary: From the imagine, “Imagine going to a Christmas party, and John Porter is there, drunk."

Comments: Requested by @sweetestgbye Thank you! As always, reblogs and comments are appreciated very much. If you would like to be added to or removed from my tag list, let me know.

You could see Danni keep eyeing John up from across the large table, which was littered with wine bottles, pint glasses and shot glasses. All of the empty plates on which you had enjoyed your Christmas party meal had all been taken away. Layla was at your right hand side, giving eye to the newest member of your team, an admin officer named Robert.

All of you, including Hugh Collinson, your commander, were wearing cheesy Christmas jumpers. Robert had organised the outing for you all and made it mandatory for you to all come in Christmas jumpers. Yours was bright red with 'Merry Christmas, you filthy animal' plastered across the front, and was probably the one that had had the most people comment on it.

John downed another shot and shouted as a new song came on. All of you rolled your eyes at 'Last Christmas' by Wham! This was definitely how you could tell that John Porter was steaming. He had been drinking since the moment all of you entered the front door of the bar.

The bar itself was beginning to get busier, with more customers appearing every few minutes. There was a general hustling and chattering sound on the air, like a loud hum. Bursts of laughter, glasses clanking and chairs screeching across the floor echoed through the huge room at regular intervals. 

You remained quiet, drinking your glass of Coke. You very rarely drank alcohol, and between you and Danni, had volunteered as designated taxi drivers. Every now and again you noticed Danni turned her attention to you after she had been eyeing John. There was history between Porter and Danni; everyone in the team knew of it. But it had been short lived, a simple fling that was never meant to last…on Porter’s part anyway. Danni still made it obvious that she was interested. And now, since you had joined the team ten months ago, she was always watchful of you. 

Porter got up and staggered over to the small dancefloor that had been set up especially for the Christmas period. Collinson rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to his pint. 

“You’d better go and keep an eye on him,” Layla told you, winking. 

Were you that obvious? It was true that you had a massive crush on Porter, but was Layla actually aware of it? You smiled at Layla and then noticed her own smile drain as she locked gazes with Danni who was sat opposite her. 

By the time you made it over to Porter, he was already close to collapsing. He was gyrating his hips stupidly, making duck lips towards the ceiling, and generally looked a complete and utter fool. You noticed other customers beginning to watch him and whisper among themselves. 

“Oh,” Porter said, finally looking down at you. He may have been drunk, but his face lit up when he saw you standing in front of him. “My little Christmas angel is here.” 

A blush hit your cheeks hard, and then you felt even more embarrassed and shocked as he wound his arm around your waist and pulled you in. “John, you’ve had enough. Maybe we should think about getting you home now.” 

“No, I’m…” Then he belched. 

“You’re not anything,” you demanded, grabbing his hand. “Come on. I’m taking you home in a bit.”

“Will you come and curl up in bed with me? Keep me warm. It’s really cold,” he continued, feigning a shiver for dramatic emphasis. Porter then leaned in and winked at you. “I’ve always had a thing for you, you know? But shhh, don’t tell anybody. It’s a secret.” Porter placed his finger against his lips, emphasising the need to keep it quiet. 

You momentarily stared at Porter, unable to move. Of course he didn’t mean that. He was drunk. That realisation allowed you to unglue yourself from the dancefloor. You grabbed his hand and weaved through the small crowd, back to the table. 

“I’d better get this one back home,” you announced. “He can barely stand up.” 

Danni’s jaw clenched as she stared at you. 

“Are you still taking Layla and Hugh?” you asked Danni. 

“Yeah,” she replied, her tone cold. 

“Rob, do you want to think about making a move?” you asked. 

You dropped Robert off first, thanking him for his company and he thanked you for the lift home. He slipped away into the darkness of the night and up the path to his house. 

Porter was in the passenger seat, his head bobbing back and forth as you drove. By the time you got him back to his flat, he was almost asleep. 

“Come on, sleepy,” you told him, beckoning him out of the car. 

Porter followed you into his flat as you let yourselves in, using the key from his back jeans pocket. “Are you staying tonight?” he asked with a smirk, staggering into his living room. 

“No, I need to get home, John.” 

“Oh, please. I fancy the pants off you and want to give you a good night kiss.” 

That all too familiar blush hit you again. “Maybe tomorrow you can once you’ve slept off the alcohol.” 

You left John to his own devices, but couldn’t help wonder as you got back into your car if that was truth talking, or the alcohol. Did he really fancy the pants off you? And would he still want to kiss you tomorrow? 

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CANNES CONFIDENTIAL 1x02 | STRIKE BACK 8x03

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Shane taylor as Craig hanson

In STRIKE BACK S3 2012

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This man just really likes getting push against walls by badass women huh?