#sightline

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Thanks love! That is so sweet, I’m glad you are enjoying it! Apologies for the long delay, writers block and I are still hate fucking in the closet lol

I’m chaining myself to my laptop this weekend to squeeze something out I can work with…I miss Clint and Nat so fucking much it makes my teeth hurt

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Alexandra Roozen. Sightline #06, 2020. Pencil drawing on paper.

January 2018

Flower Minhyun 🌺 At the Jakarta Fanmeeting Press Conference

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PSSST THEY FINALLY FUCKING KISS! 😱🤯

Snippet:

Phil Coulson stands solemnly before SHIELD’s Wall of the Fallen, a poignant if not simple memorial to all the Agents who sacrificed their lives in the line of duty. The wall, a modest expanse of polished white marble, is adorned with bronze nameplates, each inscribed with the Agent’s name and length of service. Above them the words “Wall of the Fallen” are inscribed, titling the piece.

Looking at it, it was easy for him to agree with the general consensus amongst SHIELD staff; the wall was bland, and uninspiring. Worst of all, many felt that its blandness was disgraceful to the memory of the Agents it listed. Evidence of an email chain detailing a plan to install wall-mounted flag posts and a heated debate on inspiring quotes sit in his inbox this very minute, and Phil can’t quite blame them for their effort. Besides the existence of the nameplates themselves, one might overlook it completely. Which, Phil is sure, Stanely must take great offense too, as the janitor is renowned for taking a keen interest in polishing them every night. Or perhaps he just liked seeing a job well done. Either way—

Beautiful work, Mr. Leiber; Phil thinks, admiring the way the late afternoon sun shines off polished metal. Lingering on the names of long-dead Agents he can’t help but feel a swell of deep sorrow rise within him, proving that while rudimentary, the overall effect isn’t lost. Finding it easier to express his grief in solitude, he doesn’t visit often, but today he found himself in need of a reminder. Not of those that were already lost, but for those that had the potential to be. SHIELD has a mole. A mole who not only knew about SHIELD security protocols, but how to circumvent them! Who is in some way shape or form has a vested interest in protecting a pharmaceutical company based in London with questionable ties to a Psychology professor whose research just so happened to revitalize a dying Soviet brainwashing program!

when it comes to including text messages into a fic, do you prefer them typed out (in a different font and centered) or do you like the embedded image style (spoofed text message bubbles kind of thing)?