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Day Eight [Lethal Weapon]

Summary: During an intense interrogation, your existence is made obsolete when half the population is turned to dust. What felt like a mere five minutes was in fact— five years. With the knowledge that Hydra was once again rising with intentions more sinister then the last, you do the job you were originally sent out to do. Protect Sargent James Buchanan Barnes at whatever means necessary.

Warnings: Violence. Violence against women. Undercover Agent. Bucky Barnes x F!reader. Hurt!reader.

Word Count: 3.7k

Whumptober Prompt Day Eight: Rope burns, gagged, “You’re so much prettier this way.”

Author Note: Please make sure you read the warnings provided. Disclaimer: I do not condone nor endorse the actions that are written about during the month of October. These works of fiction are just that, fiction and should be treated as such. Thank you to @ailesswhumptober for this year's prompt list.

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“You’re so much prettier this way dear,” The bone-cracking, earth-shattering sounds behind the knuckle busters that connected with the side of your cheek, were enough to drown out a room full of men who seemed to take great pride in their work. Silence filled the underground hideaway, a derelict sewer under the streets of Los Angeles. Men of all backgrounds were stunned into silence as you groaned. Crimson blood dripped from your mouth like a leaking tap. You stared straight into their souls as you spat the rest that had pooled between your lips onto the ground before you.

You turned your head, slowly, but surely, to look back at the man who’d most likely broken your jaw. Through swollen eyes, you gave him a daring look. Challenging him with a small, all-knowing smirk, as the eyes of the men who stood behind him, watching on, stood as still as time. All were unable to breathe under what they’d consider to be the stupidity of some ‘silly girl’ playing eye spy.

“Is—is that the—“ You struggled to speak, trying to steady your vision as your head felt flimsy. “Is that all you’ve got?” You’d only ever known him by one name. O'neill. But as you spent more personal time getting to know the man who’d been powering up the old elitist, the sadistic, the narcissistic, the god awful power hungry world dominating psychopaths that still believed in the ideologies that Hydra had operated on. You’d come to know his first name too. Vincent Hickory. His loyalist henchmen called him Vick. An underground drug Tycoon, gang boss with a wicked mean streak. “Thought you were supposed to be some sort of heartless, show no remorse, prick?”

O’Neill’s calloused and bruised up hand intertwined itself in the bird’s nest of a mess that was your blood-soaked hair. He didn’t hold back as he pulled your head back to expose your neck. Hissing sharply through bloodied, gritted teeth, you tried your best to focus on the man who towered over you like some deranged God. Like a man who would stop at nothing until he got what he wanted.

James Bucanan Barnes.

“You really think now is the time to be a fucking smart-ass, dear?” O’Neill sneered. His face was so close to yours you could almost feel his lips on yours in a way you never wanted to. “You’ve got a lot of nerve Miss Y/l/n,” The tone he used sent shivers down your spine. This may have been your job, to remain composed under pressure, but you were only human. And above all? You were a woman in a very compromised position. “Now, tell me where Barnes is before I decide you’re life is meaningless.”

“I don’t know where—“ You didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence before the back of O’Neill’s hand was colliding with your swollen, cut and bruised cheek. You couldn’t help the yelp that escaped from you. “I swear—“ Again, every time you said you didn’t know, over and over, until you felt your lungs collapsing under the pressure of broken ribs. The chair your broken body was bound to was surely about to break. The ropes that bound you dug into fragile skin—leaving behind burns. “I don’t know where he is,” You whispered. O’Neill sighed, obviously disappointed. He knew you were lying right to his face or else you wouldn’t be here. “I wouldn’t tell you if I did, so just kill me, because you aren’t getting shit from me,” The overwhelming urge to allow your body to succumb to the injuries you’d had inflicted upon you, was beginning to sound like a pretty good idea. “Barnes is well out of your reach, asshole.”

As you waited for the final blow. The bullet wound that would surely take you out. The possible stable wound, the final blow, something—anything. You tried to remember why you were doing what you were doing. What you were so desperately trying to protect. Who you were trying to protect. Of course, you knew where James Buchanan Barnes was—he was in Wakanda. Halfway across the world, recovering. It was in the case file Nick Fury had given you.

“Agent Y/l/n—“ You heard your name being called from the chief Dawson’s office. Unbeknownst to you at the time, it was the start of a new way of life. Everything you’d ever known was about to change, be thrown out the window. You relinquished your toasted cheese and ham sandwich from your grasp and sighed to yourself as you dropped it onto your partner’s desk on the paper plate it came on. Lewis wasn’t all that impressed, but he’d just have to deal with the fresh aroma of grilled cheese and ham for a few moments of his precious time. You haphazardly balled up the napkin you’d whipped your face with as you looked at Lewis with a puzzled expression of curiosity and slight annoyance. You’d been sitting on his desk with your legs hung over the side, casually trying to enjoy a quick lunch. A somewhat luxury event on any given day.

“A moment please? If I’m not interrupting?” The chief's sarcasm was just as tasteful as your lunch.

“This is a dear friend of mine,” You couldn’t help by to stare at the eyepatch that covered severe scares as you shut the door behind you softly. You took a seat graciously as you frowned your brows in confusion. “This here is Nick Fury, he’d like you to work a case in liaison with what was formerly known as S.H.E.I.L.D,”

“I wasn’t aware S.H.E.I.L.D was still a thing?” You responded with more questions in your tone than excitement. Fury handed you the very case file that changed your life. As you took the manilla file, Fury crossed his arms across his chest as he leaned back on Chief Dawson’s desk. Taking you in for all that you were. One of the greats the CIA had to offer

“You’d be on your own essentially,” Fury explained very cutthroat-like. “I need someone who can disappear. Dissolve themselves. Hide in plain sight. I need someone who can take down an organisation that’s like a parasite once and for all.” Fury was as serious as you’d ever heard someone be. “I hear you’re interested in the Secret Service?” Fury questioned as you flipped through the case file, nodding quietly in response.

“I can promise an in if you do this for me, I’m all outta options at this stage in the game,” It was a career-changing opportunity you’d been chasing for years, you’d been trying to prove yourself, be noticeable, be better than the rest. You looked over at Chief Dawson who offered you a supportive smirk. It was as easy as leading a camel to water, but it just so happened to be one of the most manipulative things Nick Fury had ever done. But he was determined to get to job done, he didn’t want an army of Super Soldiers running around. He could barely handle the ones he’d come into contact with so far.

“I’ll do it—“ You never should’ve said yes. “I’ll do anything, sir.”

You weren’t going to be the person to take that away from Bucky, especially since you’d been tasked to try and infiltrate and assassinate the very people who demanded that something beyond his life was of import to them. His blood. The very serum that pumped through his veins.

“You should have just killed me when you found me, it could have saved you a lot of fucking time and energy, Vinnie Boy,” You could feel your body slowly giving up on you. The very desire to just give into temptation and close your eyes was coaxing you to the edge. But you had to hold on, even just for a moment.

“You’re either naive or stupid, or possibly both,” O’Neill hissed, his open hand came down against your face—leaving a stinging sensation that burned your broken skin. It was the final blow your body couldn't handle as you gave into unconsciousness.

O’Neill turned to his men, not missing the opportunity to spit at your feet as you gave into the darkness. He watched with great pride in his soulless heart as you slumped over yourself. The ropes that bound you, the very ropes that were covered in mould and dirt, supported your dead weight against the chair.

“Fuckin’ get rid of her,” O’Neill demanded his men through a thick Irish accent that you’d never be able to ride from your memory. “Dump her somewhere—make sure she’s dead and buried, because I don’t want her fuckin’ comin’ back.” Smirking as he leaned over, O’Neills hands dug into his knees for support as he leaned in to kiss your blooded forehead. He guided your unstable head forward by a hand to the back of your head before he softly placed a kiss on your forehead. “Seeya later princess, it was nice knowing you,“ The wink he sent you as you drifted in and out of unconsciousness would have sent a shiver down your spine on a good day. But this was a bad day, a very fucking bad day.

O’Neill slid a piece of gum casually into his mouth. Something you should have told him he needed early if you still had your wit. But let’s be honest for a moment, shall we? He totally beat the ever-living shit out of you.

“Hail Hyrda,” He chewed with a grin before turning on his heels to leave. O’Neill pulled a gun from the small of his back. It had been tucked away into his jeans under his shirt. The small of ones back could hide a plethora of things if you used your creativity.

As you held onto reality, you watched with heavy eyes as he checked the clip casually before handing it heavily to his second-in-command, Miles Müller. “Between the eyes,” He murmured in Miles’s ear, loud enough so you could hear it still.

Damn it—he was just a fucking kid. It wasn’t long before Miles had his hands on you, un-tying the ropes that bound you. He began to drag you along the concrete as you doubled over, leaving a trail of blood from your broken body. He was struggling just as much as you were. How could a kid do this? How the hell were you supposed to fight a kid?

“Walk—“ Miles hissed. You didn’t listen. You continued to struggle against his grasp as you fell to the ground with a heavy thud. The gun in Mile’s hand fell beside you, exactly how you’d hoped it would. You were quick, too quick for the kid. In just a blink of an eye through clouded vision, you turned from your stomach to your back, firing at anyone and anything you could make out.

“Touch me again and I’ll fucking kill you,” You spat, pointing the gun directly at Miles as he held his hands up beside his head. You couldn’t even stand, but you had a damn gun. The odds evened out. “The CIA knows you’re here, it’s over Müller.”

“I can’t,” Mile’s voice broke, he was just a kid, barely eighteen. “It can’t be—you don’t know what they’ll do if you do this,” It almost sounded as if he was begging you to give up, he was scared—terrified even. “Vick won’t stop until he gets what he wants,”

“At the expense of others!” You hissed. You struggled to hold your upper body weight on one elbow. It dug into gravel as you held the gun high at Miles. Tears began to well in his golden eyes. Almost hazel looking.

“It’s always been at the expense of others Agent, I just go with whatever Vick tells me to do,” There was something deeper, something more sinister behind Miles’s reasonings for doing the things he did. Why would an eighteen-year-old stumble his way into organised crime? The answer, you don’t stumble unless you’re shoved.

“But why? You’re just a kid, Miles, I can hel-help you.” Your head felt so heavy but everything else felt weak, light as a feather, goosebumps were rising all over your entire body. So many different sensations were taking over your body all at once. “You don’t have to live a life you don’t want to, I can protect you, at all costs,”

“He’ll kill me,” Was all Miles replied with, but it broke your heart. He was just as scared as you were.

“Guess we have that in common huh?” Your stomach churned, your head throbbed, your blood boiled and everything, everything hurt. “C’mon, help me out kid, I can help you,” You slowly started the lower your gun—shaking. But at the sight of your weakness? Miles jumped you. Swatting the gun from your grip as he straddled your waist. He pinned you down by your neck as his hands constricted your airways. “Miles—“ You gasped, clawing at his arms in a last-ditch effort to save your own life. “Don’t, do, this,”

“Cut off one head, two more shall take its place,” Miles spat, his grip only tightened as you began to panic. Choking you out as your legs began to fade. Turn to dust. It felt like nothingness. Slowly but surely, the feeling crept its way up your body.

“I’m so over hearing you psychopaths say that,” You choked out, Miles fell to the floor, your body disappeared before him, his hands gripped together as your neck dissolved under his touch. Panic consumed his entire being as he scrambled away—horrified. What had he done? He was only eighteen.

“Jesus Christ—“ Looking around, Miles panicked. He grabbed the gun you’d lost in the scrabble before sprinting off to find Vick. Hoping his poorly put-together cover story would pass. He’d finished the job, six feet under, dead and buried, a non-issue to the new world order O’Neill was so set on achieving—an elitist power. “Hail Hydra,”

At the same time half way across the world, Bucky Barnes felt the same unimaginable sensation you had. The feeling of pins and needles, nothingness, weightlessness. Looking around aimlessly for his best friend with a worried look and concern plastered across his one-hundred-year-old face.

“Steve?”

It felt like you’d passed out, fallen asleep under the aid of heavy painkillers. You came to on the gravel, groggy-headed and confused. You pushed yourself up onto your knees as you felt your face. Normal—unscathed, like the beating you’d just taken never happened. Besides a throbbing headache, you felt fine. As you looked around the derelict sewer-style hide-away, you only had one question.

Where had everyone gone?

Five Years’ and One Month later

Bucky Barnes sat eyeing off the receptionist who looked way too familiar for his paranoia. His leg shook as he tossed the idea back and forth. Should he say hello? With his gloved hands intertwined with one another, Bucky let out a sigh as he stood—sauntering over to the receptionist counter in the lobby of the building where he regularly saw his court-mandated therapist. Christina Raynor.

Making his presence known, Bucky reached into the bowl of hard, single-wrapped candies. He popped one into his mouth as he leaned over the counter. It was one of those counters like in doctors’ surgeries—the ones that are higher and hide the staff behind them.

“I know you from somewhere other than here—I can’t put my finger on it?” Bucky’s voice was soft, like he was afraid that his question would either startle you or annoy you. He was still learning to make conversation, struggling just slightly more with those he found attractive. “You spying on me?” Bucky teased, it was the first thought that came to his mind. Maybe you were some Russian spy? that’s where he’d known you, seen you. Were you a friend of friends from work? Had he accidentally stumbled across you while in his former Winter Soldier days? Were you an assassin? Or were you simply a face he didn’t want to forget? Whatever it was, whoever you were, Bucky didn’t think his simple question, the one that dripped with sarcasm, would receive the reaction he got.

“What?” You quickly shot your head up with wide eyes, looking at Bucky like you’d seen a ghost. “No? What makes you say that?” You tried to play your reaction off. Simply turning back to your monitor—trying to calm the fuck down. “There’s no such thing as spies, right? Aren’t they reserved for James Bond movies?” You tried to keep your head low and eyes engaged with the documents that lit up your monitor. The patient profile of Doctor Raynor’s current patient Michelle Pascoe.

Bucky frowned his brows—surely you were kidding. He chose to ignore the comment and persevere in his mission to remember where he’d seen you before.

“Have I seen you at Izzy’s?” Bucky asked politely. “My neighbour Yori makes me go there with him. He’s this sweet old man who’s only got a few people around him,” Bucky was rambling, he knew that. But he couldn’t help himself. He’d seen you somewhere. He was determined to remember.

You sighed softly, you knew Yori. You’d occasionally help him bring in his groceries up to his apartment. The brown paper bags would always break. You’d only known him about a week and in that time he’d managed to need your assistance five out of seven days.

“The apartment complex on Fifth Avenue, apartment 3B, pretty sure you’re 3C? ” You hadn’t even looked up from your computer monitor. “I’ve seen you around a few times, Yori? Nice guy—likes the patterns on the sundress I wore when I helped him pick up the apples that’d broken through the bottom of the grocery bag,” You chuckled. “I just moved in, maybe a week ago now? Still refurbishing the place—the landlady Mrs Shapiro, she was very quick to warn me about the psycho killer who I was moving next door to—made me sign a waiver and everything.”

“I’ll need your first, last, and security deposit, my dear. Are you sure you want to move in here? I don’t know if I feel comfortable with the man who’d be living next door.” Leaning closer the little old woman whispered in your ear. “He’s the Winter Soldier—“You held your tongue, never had you ever been more offended on someone’s behalf before. Maybe it was because you’d spent the better half of the last few months learning everything there was to know about James Buchanan Barnes—pre and post-Winter Soldier. Faking a soft smile you nodded. Excepting that ignorance could be bliss.

“Really just need an apartment, Mrs Shapiro, I’ll take it.”

Finally, you looked up to meet Bucky’s blueberry eyes and sheepish smile. He was still leaning over the counter on his elbows. He looked tired—like he’d barely slept. It wasn’t hard to understand why, you could sometimes hear the screams that echoed off the walls in Bucky’s apartment. Exercising his own demons, the ones that plagued his subconscious memory.

“Great—I love that.” Bucky sighed, shaking his head softly in disappointment—of course that little old Vietnamese woman saw Bucky as a monster. Of course, she did. Bucky carded his fingers nervously through his recently cut hair, still not used to the change of weight that usually dawned his head.

“I wouldn't be too worried,” You couldn’t help the soft chuckle you let out at his response. You were symptomatic.

“That’s where I know you from,” Bucky finally put two and two together. His mind eased knowing you weren’t some undercover spy spying on him. Oh, the irony. “I saw you in the elevator, must’ve been the same day, Yori was going on about frangipanis for hours,” You beamed up at Bucky, you really liked that sundress.

“Margot.” You reached your hand out to shake Bucky’s. “Margot Gilmore.” It was a new alias, a new identity—a new life. Told to go deep undercover at Nick Fury’s and Chief Dawson’s instructions. Only ever reach out if absolutely necessary.

Don’t bring attention to yourself, lay low—keep an eye on Barnes. Play the role of the sweet-talking receptionist and “Can I borrow a cup of sugar?” Neighbour. Playing neighbours with Bucky Barnes wasn’t a hard task. It was nice to have somewhat of a taste of normalcy after everything that had happened. From almost being snuffed out, being dusted during the blip. This was a walk in the park compared to what you’d been doing prior.

“Nice to meet you neighbour,” Bucky took your hand softly, shaking it gently for a few moments before he retracted. “Been coming here long?”

“Against my will for about a month now, I haven’t seen you here before?” Bucky already knew you were a better receptionist than the guy he’d had to hand his paperwork to four weeks ago. He even thought coming to therapy might become a little less strenuous with a familiar face around.

“New job, kinda just got the gig—today’s my third day. It’s pretty easy, just receptionist bullshit and all,” Bucky chuckled under his breath. He could only imagine how nice it must be to have something so normal as a boring nine-to-five office. “From what I gather, Christina’s pretty cool,” Bucky rolled his eyes.

“It’s an act, once she gets me behind those doors she’s completely different,” Bucky liked the dress you were wearing, office casual. Simple but it made your eyes seem bright, or maybe it was the lighting in the building he hated coming to, or maybe? you just had a thing for nice dresses. He’d have to ask Yori. You could see Doctor Raynor peering out from her door. Gesturing she was ready for Bucky.

“Ahh—Doctor Raynor’s ready for you,” You looked down at your monitor, pretending you couldn’t remember who Bucky was. “James—“

“Bucky.” Bucky was way too quick off the mark, correcting you before you barely had a chance to say his name. “Call me Bucky,” Tapping his hand on the counter, Bucky pressed his lips together with a shy smile as he pushed himself away. Walking reluctantly towards the woman who loved to pick his brain, turning to smile at you once more over his shoulder.

“Seeya, Neighbour—“

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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 10 months ago

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Daily OFMD - Outside US Renewal Tasks

Updated 01/31/2024

Hey all! I'll keep this updated every day so feel free to reference back here and I'll link to this inside the Recaps. If you have any recommendations to add for various countries please reach out to me!

==Things to remember==

Keep it positive! We are wooing them!

Only address one platform at a time!

Make it personal! Tell them why you want to be on that platform (inclusivity, diversity, other shows that are similar, etc)

“It’s okay to reuse some content with new tags but try to space the posts out a couple hours so they dont stack up on top of each other in hashtag very obviously.” -Jac

==Today's Hashtags==

#AdoptOurCrew

#SaveOFMD

#FinishOurStories

==Platforms to Reach Out to==

Netflix

AmazonPrime

AppleTV

If you reach out on the social medias, you can cater to individual mission statements per platform.

===UK Focuses ==

@lamentus1 has provided us with a lot of great information for UK folks, please check out the following:

The fact that there’s a huge audience for this show that hasn’t even been able to watch the 2nd season yet - to illustrate the fact that there’s a huge untapped market because more than third can’t watch it season 2 yet (we can use the Tumblr poll, and there’s that map as well, both good for illustrating the point).

Focusing on the UK talent in the show inc: Ewen Bremner, Joel Fry, Samson Kayo, Nathan Foad, Kristian Nairn & Con O’Neill. Minnie Driver too. They or shows they have been in may have their own fandoms we can tap into.

It's also apparently a good idea to mention you're British in your tweets if you're reaching out to @netflixuk Thanks! @libbyroseitm

Other helpful information:

Cheat Sheet Below provided by @aproperpirate on Twitter

If you wanna talk about the shows creativity, feel free to reference Ra Vincent's site, he was the Production Designer for OFMD. Great inspiration and pictures to use to show off to the networks.

It's also helpful for Amazon to show them the international reach

== Vote in the QUEERTIES ==

You can vote once a day!

Best TV Comedy

Best TV Performance

== Outside US Social Media For Each Platform ==

Instagram:

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PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideouk CA: @primevideoca

Apple TV @appletv

Threads:

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PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideoUK CA: @primevideoCA

Twitter:

Netflix @netflix UK: @NetflixUK DE: @NetflixDE

PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideouk CA: @PrimeVideoCA

Apple TV @AppleTV

Facebook:

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PrimeVideo @primevideo

Apple TV @appletv

==Daily Helpful Tasks:==

1. Push That Petition

2. Fill out Feedback forms:

Make sure to request Our Flag Means Death on all the platforms, and indicate why you like the show (if that's an option) and keep it positive. Source: @Lcmwriter100 on Twitter

Netflix

AppleTV - looking for an example letter? Check out @saltpepperbeard’s post

AmazonPrime

For Amazon Prime - Courtesy of @yougotofast over on twitter.

Existing Prime subscribers, you can access a Suggestions/Feedback form on the Prime Video app in the Settings > Help & Feedback section. The form is automatically tied to your Prime account, not sure if that makes any difference compared to anonymous feedback.

3. Platform/Article Engagement

HBOMax

A lot of countries don't have HBO max, but if you do and you can already watch Our Flag Means Death on them, please still go ahead and stream Our Flag Means Death, it keeps up engagement and numbers.

Search Our Flag Means Death on Netflix

If you have Netflix, after your search, stream the first title that comes up for a few minutes.

Article Engagement - Source: @candiedsilkmoth on twitter

@itsmfgames Has been kind enough to be keeping up a running list of Articles about the campaigns -- so if you have the time and want to go catch up on some articles, please checkout the guide below and visit this google doc for the list!

I'm probably gonna add a "running article list" somewhere, I'll update when I do.

Other Streaming Service or Purchase options:

Obviously don't feel like you have to purchase anything for the campaign, this is just in case you're looking for sources to watch. Amazon DE (Germany) Apple DE (Germany)

== RADIO! ==

While this suggestion is for NPR there are plenty of local radio stations across your own country, these are some tips. If you have good submission recommendations, please let me know i'll get them added!

Some awesome new suggestions from @AdoptACrew Check out the thread here. Link to the NPR suggestion site: Here

== Stats ==

Some Cool Stats you can use:

4. Daily Link Clicks to keep up engagement

Our Flag Means Death Wikipedia Page

Google Search for Our Flag Means Death

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Our Flag Means Death IMDB

Current @renewasacrew Daily Links:

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Twitter

Instagram

==Media Resources (Pics, Gifs, Vids)==

Gifs, Pics, and Videos to use: show clips to use Src: @havethisonelife

Our lovely @kiwistede made some great custom gifs you can use to tweet and message the platforms with. Check out their tumblr here

UK Resources:

Thank you for these great pictures @LibbyRoseITM!

==Infographics==

Some folks like infographics instead of text so here's some stuff for you! Courtesy of @edandstede on Twitter

==Other ideas for engagement:==

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christopherleefan · 2 years ago

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Christopher Lee, Vincent Price, John Carradine and Peter Cushing doing a promo shot for House of the Long Shadows (1983)

By Terry O’Neill

#christopher lee #vincent price #peter cushing #john carradine #house of the long shadows

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unfortunate-arrow · 1 year ago

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general disclaimer: do not support or agree with jkr’s views or actions, but not here to explicitly discuss my personal or political views

OC x OC Connections: 1870s-1950s • 1960s-2000s

𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐄𝐑𝐀 | 𝐇𝐏𝐇𝐋

general disclaimer: these guys have no connection to the actual hogwarts legacy game. they just happen to be around the same time as the hphl mc.

Orla O’Rourke

Cillian Lynch

Tadhg Lynch

Niamh Kelly

Vincent Fitzroy

Brianna O’Rourke

𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐑𝐀 | 𝐇𝐏𝐇𝐋

Maxwell Pembroke

Georgie Parsons

Edmund Kennedy

Minerva Kennedy

Simon Battersea

William Devlin

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝟏 | 𝐖𝐖𝟏

Ophelia Lovell

Linus Sullivan

Colm O’Shea

Minor OCs

⤷ Eugene Lovell • Ralph Myers

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒 | 𝐅𝐁𝐀𝐖𝐓𝐅𝐓

general disclaimer: these ocs only have tangential ties to the movies and are not involved in anything that has to do with the movies.

Rory O’Neill

Aisling Lynch

Minor OCs

⤷ Francesca Ashby

𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 | 𝐇𝐏𝐇𝐌

Ruth Lyman

Ryan O’Donnell

Cara O’Donnell

Sara O’Donnell

Conor O’Donnell

Minor OC

⤷ Cian Jacob O’Donnell

𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒

Camila Valdez

Nicholas Wraxall

𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 | 𝐇𝐏𝐌𝐀

Finn MacKade

Nate MacKade

Jack Whitten

Benedict Whitten

Thea Whitten

Minor OCs

⤷ Paddy MacKade • Owen MacKade

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐍

Sophie Pembroke

Luke Battersea

Declan O’Donnell-Lee

Quinn Power

Jude Cozens

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒

Hogwarts Legacy & Victorian Era | part 1 • part 2

Fantastic Beasts & WW1

Hogwarts Mystery

Magic Awakened & Next Gen | part 1 • part 2

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒

HP 12 Months of Magic (2023) one-shots

30 Day (2020) OTP Challenge

Valentine’s Day 2022 Challenge

Spring Break 2022 Challenge

Summer Break 2022 Challenge

Back to School 2022

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vsthepomegranate · 2 years ago

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Wonder Women (1973)

by Robert Vincent O’Neil

#1970s movies #sexploitation film #nancy kwan #roberta collins #ross hagan #phillipines

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twittercomfrnklin2001-blog · 1 year ago

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Angel

Director-cowriter Robert Vincent O’Neill lacks the vision or the budget (or maybe both) to give ANGEL (1984, Shudder and YouTube) the great set pieces that would make an Alfred Hitchcock or Brian Da Palma film stand out. The picture is clearly an exploitation film, combining violence and nudity in its tale of a teenaged streetwalker stalked by a serial killer. Yet there’s terrific energy to the street scenes shot on Hollywood Boulevard and a recurring visual motif of the leading lady (Donna Wilkes) walking away between two members of her chosen family that would give the film a special resonance with gay audiences. By day, Molly is an honor student at an exclusive prep school, By night, she’s Angel, working a street corner with her friends, who include Dick Shawn as a transvestite hooker. Someone’s stalking the girls, and the victims are pretty much telegraphed. Make a date with a nice street performer you just met, share your dream of moving someplace clean like Tahiti, and the audience knows you’re kibble. The ploys to keep Wilkes a sympathetic heroine are a little obvious. Though she talks a good game about how much business she’s done, you never actually see her complete a trick, and she’s one of the few women in the film who never does nudity. But her tough persona, which sounds alarmingly like Shirley Temple, is a lot of fun, particularly when she pulls a gun on the school bully (David Underwood) after he catches her working the streets and tries for a freebee. It’s inevitable she’ll be found out at school, and those scenes are a real downer. It feels like we’re being made to pay for the zippier night life scenes. But Shawn is very good, as are Susan Tyrell as Wilkes’ tough lesbian landlady, Rory Calhoun as a former Western stunt man and Elaine Giftos as Wilkes’ high school counselor.

#horror films #exploitation films #slasher films #cult movies #dick shawn #susan tyrell #rory calhoun

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heavyweightnation · 2 years ago

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ulkaralakbarova · 1 month ago

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A devoted wife and mother leads a secret life as a CIA agent until her husband’s article exposes a scandal, putting her identity and loved ones at risk. As her world crumbles, she must navigate the fallout of her double life. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Valerie Plame: Naomi Watts Joseph Wilson: Sean Penn Sam Plame: Sam Shepard Bill: Noah Emmerich Jack: Michael Kelly Jim Pavitt: Bruce McGill Scooter Libby: David Andrews Paul: Tim Griffin Dr. Zahraa: Liraz Charhi Hammad: Khaled El Nabawy Chanel Suit: Sonya Davison Tabir Secretary #1: Vanessa Chong Hafiz: Anand Tiwari Tabir Secretary #2: Stephanie Chai Fred: Ty Burrell Sue: Jessica Hecht Steve: Norbert Leo Butz Lisa: Rebecca Rigg Diana: Brooke Smith Jeff: Tom McCarthy Samantha Wilson: Ashley Gerasimovich Trevor Wilson: Quinn Broggy CIA Tour Leader: Nicholas Sadler CPD Agent: Iris Bahr Minister of Mines – Niger: Ghazil Joe Turner: Kristoffer Ryan Winters Nervous Analyst #1: Louis Ozawa CIA Analyst #1: Sean Mahon Professor Badawi: Mohamed Abdel Fatah Kim: Rashmi Rao Nervous Dave: David Denman Nervous Analyst #2: Remy Auberjonois Ali: Sunil Malhotra Jordan Officer #1: Kevin Makely Mukhabarat Officer: Mousa Al Satari Hammad’s Son: Rafat Basel Hammad’s Wife: Maysa Abdel Sattar B.U. Professor: Judith Resnik B.U. Student #1: Ben Mac Brown B.U. Student #2: Satya Bhabha Iraqi Scientist #1: Nabil Koni Iraqi Scientist #2: Mohammad Al Sawalqa Beth: Jenny Maguire Pete: David Warshofsky Ari Fleischer: Geoffrey Cantor Journalist #1: David Ilku Journalist #2: Deidre Goodwin Journalist #3: Donna Placido Karl Rove: Adam LeFevre Steven Hadley: Brian McCormack Andrew Card: James Rutledge Cathie Martin: Tricia Munford David Addington: Michael Goodwin Mr. Tabir: Nassar Dir. of CIA Operations: Chet Grissom Internal Security Officer: James Joseph O’Neil Supporter #1: Danni Lang Supporter #2: Jane Lee Field Reporter #1: James Moye Field Reporter #2: Judy Maier Diane Plame: Polly Holliday Businessman #1: Kola Ogundiran Businessman #2: Byron Utley Right Wing Reporter: Anastasia Barzee DC Cab Driver: Sanousi Sesay Barista (uncredited): Angela Lewis Deceased Soldier’s Daughter (uncredited): Michelle E. Mancini UN Diplomat (uncredited): Rebekah Paltrow Neumann Iraqi Server (uncredited): Barbara Grace Romano Four Seasons Waitress (uncredited): Satu Runa Warehouse Supervisor (uncredited): Kaipo Schwab Head Paparazzo (uncredited): Harry L. Seddon Turkish Diplomat (uncredited): Kent Sladyk Vietnam Vet at Rally (uncredited): Bill Walters Film Crew: Producer: Doug Liman Screenplay: John-Henry Butterworth Producer: Jez Butterworth Book: Joseph Wilson Associate Producer: Sean Gesell Makeup Department Head: Michal Bigger Line Producer: Pete Singh Key Hair Stylist: Amanda Miller Line Producer: Anadil Hossain Line Producer: Bruce Wayne Gillies Line Producer: Carson Ng Original Music Composer: John Powell Executive Producer: Mohamed Khalaf Al-Mazrouei Associate Producer: Gerry Robert Byrne Line Producer: Wesam Seif Elislam Hairstylist: Lisa Hazell Book: Valerie Plame Executive Producer: Jeff Skoll Co-Producer: Avram Ludwig Stunt Coordinator: G. A. Aguilar Stunt Coordinator: Peter Bucossi Co-Producer: Kim H. Winther Casting: Joseph Middleton Producer: Bill Pohlad Co-Producer: David Sigal Producer: Janet Zucker Set Decoration: Sara Parks Executive Producer: David Bartis Executive Producer: Mari-Jo Winkler Costume Design: Cindy Evans Producer: Jerry Zucker Editor: Christopher Tellefsen Stunts: Anthony Vincent Producer: Akiva Goldsman Art Direction: Kevin Bird Production Design: Jess Gonchor Stunts: Stephen A. Pope Executive Producer: Kerry Foster Movie Reviews:

#central intelligence agency (cia)#duringcreditsstinger #iraq #nuclear scientist #politician #Top Rated Movies

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moviereviews101web · 3 months ago

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Happy Halloween (2024) FrightFest 2024 Movie Review

Happy Halloween – FrightFest 2024 Movie Review Director: Brittney Greer Writer: Brittney Greer (Screenplay) Cast Emma Reinagel (Cinderella in the Caribbean) Aline O’Neill (Eldritch USA) Cameron Mabie (Inheritance) Mickey Stone (Vincent’s Vow) Nathan Shelton (Everything) Plot: A small midwestern town is celebrating its 300th birthday with festivities including a Halloween dance and corn…

#2024 #Happy Halloween #Horror

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kylefletchersgf · 6 months ago

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Who I won’t write for✗:

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If they’re not problematic I just have no interest in writing about them

Adam Pearce

Aj Styles

Akam

Alexa Bliss

Certain Ring Announcers

Backstage/Production People

Apollo Crews

Austin Theory

Legends

Certain Interviewers

Braun Strowman

Brock Lesnar

Cedric Alexander

Dexter Lumis

Gunter

Hank Walker

Jd McDonagh

John Cena

Johnny Gargano

Karl Anderson

Lexis King

Logan Paul

Luke Gallows

Maryse

Meiko Satomura

Michael Cole

Mr. Stone

MVP

Nia Jax

Nick Aldis

Nikkita Lyons

Oba Femi

Odyssey Jones

Omos

Paul Ellering

Paul Heyman

R-Truth

Randy Orton

Raquel Rodriguez

Rey Mysterio

Rezar

Rhea Ripley

Robert Roode

Stephanie McMahon

Tank Ledger

The Miz

Titus O’Neil

Triple H

Wolfgang

Zelina Vega

Adam Copeland

Ariya Daivari

Bandido

Big Bill

Billy Gunn

Brandon Cutler

Chris Jericho

Christian Cage

Colt Cabana

Dralistico

Dustin Rhodes

Dutch

Jake Hager

Jay Lethal

Jeff Hardy

Jeff Jerrett

Killswitch

Kommander

Lance Archer

Luther

Mark Briscoe

Mark Sterling

Max Caster

Michael Nakazawa

Miro

Brodie Lee & Jr.

Nick Comoroto

Paul Wight

Peter Avalon

Prince Nana

Rush

Sammy Guevara

Samoa Joe

Satnam Singh

Scorpio Sky

Serpentico

Sonjay Dutt

Sting

Stokely Hathaway

Swerve Strickland

Tony Nese

Vincent

Emi Sakura

Julia Hart

Madison Rayne

Mercedes Moné

Mother Wayne

Paige Vanzant

Rebel

Saraya

Serena Deeb

Thunder Rosa

Will Ospreay

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unfortunate-arrow · 5 months ago

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𝓛𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷’𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷

⤷ Edmund, Miles, Charlotte, and Mary Bridgerton

⤷ Charles, Alexander, William, and Violet Bridgerton

⤷ Agatha, Thomas, Jane, and George (“Georgie”) Bridgerton

⤷ Amelia, Auggie, Belinda, Caroline, David, and Edward Basset

⤷ Amanda, Oliver, Penelope, Georgiana, and Frederick Crane

⤷ John and Janet Stirling

⤷ Katharine, Richard, Hermione, Daphne, Anthony (“Ant”), Benedict (“Ben”), Colin, Eloise, and Francesca (“Frannie”) Bridgerton

⤷ George and Isabella St. Clair

Tags: #bridgerton next gen | #bridgerton next generation

𝓜𝔂 𝓞𝓒𝓼

⤷ Juliet Knight, Grace Hill, Rupert Townshend, and Arthur Townshend

⤷ Helena “Nell” Shepherd, Emma Rutledge, Róisín O’Connolly, and Jonathan “Jack” Fullerton

⤷ Stephen Ridlington, Eleanor Dane, Morgan Howell, and Olivia Sharpe

⤷ Ernest Livingston, Margaret “Meg” Wycliff, and Molly Campbell

⤷ Alice Linfield, Christopher “Kit” Barrington, Leopold “Leo” Wivenly, and Beatrice Winslow

⤷ Adeline Meadows and Samuel Prentice

⤷ Gabriel “Gabe” Montgomery, Elizabeth Winslow, Neil Pemberton, Timothy MacMillan, Felicity Holroyd, Vivian Marsh, Evangeline “Evie” Wright, Adam Howe, and Nathaniel Moore

⤷ Lilliana Steele and Patrick O’Donovan

Tags: #bridgerton next gen oc | #bridgerton oc

𝓢𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮: 𝓐 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽 (coming soon…)

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OC x OC Relationships: HL & VE | HM | MA & NG | Misc.

𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Orla O’Rourke | profile

Cillian Lynch | profile

Tadhg Lynch | profile

Niamh Kelly | profile

Vincent Fitzroy | profile (wip)

Brianna O’Rourke | profile

Fankids (wip)

Tag: #hphl

𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Maxwell “Max” Pembroke | profile

Georgie Parsons | profile

Edmund Kennedy | profile

Minerva Kennedy | profile

Simon Battersea | profile

William Devlin | profile

Fankids (wip)

Tag: #hp victorian era

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝟏 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Ophelia Lovell | profile (wip)

Linus Sullivan | profile

Colm O’Shea | profile

Minor OCs → Eugene Lovell • Ralph Myers (wip)

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #hp wwi era | #hp ww1 era | #hp ww1 verse

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Rory O’Neill | profile

Aisling Lynch | profile

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #fbawtft oc | #fbawtft era

𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Ruth Rosen | profile

Ryan O’Donnell | profile

Cara O’Donnell | profile

Sara O’Donnell | profile

Conor O’Donnell | profile

Minor OCs → Cian Jacob O’Donnell (wip)

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #hphm | #hogwarts mystery

𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚𝐬

Oscar Lynch | profile (wip)

Nicholas Wraxall | profile (wip)

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #hp professor oc | #hp marauders era oc

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Finn MacKade | profile

Nate MacKade | profile

Jack Whitten | profile

Thea Whitten | profile

Minor OCs → Paddy MacKade • Owen MacKade (wip)

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #hpma | #magic awakened

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐫𝐚

Sophie Power | profile (wip)

Luke Battersea | profile

Declan O’Donnell-Lee | profile

Jude Cozens | profile (wip)

Fankids (wip)

Tags: #hp next gen | #hp next gen oc

𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷

In Which William Bridgerton Is Born Prematurely

I’d Still Dance with You

To See My Son Become a Father

You Belong Somewhere You Feel Free

You Must Know You Are Beloved

The Aftermath

Bridgerton Writing Requests (closed)

𝐇𝐏 𝐎𝐂 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬

HP 12 Months of Magic (2023) one-shots

30 Day (2020) OTP Challenge

Valentine’s Day 2022 Challenge

Spring Break 2022 Challenge

Summer Break 2022 Challenge

Back to School 2022

#arrow’s masterlist

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