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feckcops · 10 months

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Stop sexing up the spy cops scandal, say victims

“When Everard was murdered, groups like Sisters Uncut forced a connection between her murder and the misogynistic, racist institution of policing. This connection, and a sense that police power was spiralling out of control, were reinforced by the tabling of the Police, Crime, Sentencing and Courts bill just days before the news broke about Everard. The spy cops scandal, on the other hand, has been framed as discontinuous with the Met’s politics and past – an unexpectedly compelling episode of an otherwise two-star cop drama.

“Indeed, the media’s centering of the grim salaciousness of undercover cops impregnating unsuspecting young women and stealing dead children’s identities to do it – think of Donna McLean’s memoir Small Town Girl: Love, Lies and the Undercover Police, or the Telegraph’s Bed of Lies podcast – has eclipsed the story of the state trying to annihilate the organised left.

“Over 1,000 groups were spied on by police between 1968 and at least 2010, and almost all of these were leftwing. In the interim report, Mitting explains that no undercover officer was deployed into far-right groups between 1977 and 1982, because ‘Special Branch already had excellent sources within the extreme right’, and because they were worried the fash would beat them up.

“On Thursday, Met commander Jon Savell apologised ‘to women deceived by officers into sexual relationships, to the families of deceased children whose identities were used by officers...’, highlighting two groups whose plight has become synonymous with the spy cops. It’s unlikely we’ll ever hear an apology to the one group almost all of their victims belonged to: the left.”

#spy cops scandal #spy cops #sarah everard #metropolitan police #the met #undercover police #undercover officers #undercover agents #intelligence services #police state #security services #police #women #trade unions #enviromentalists #activists #the left #uk

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asifyoudidntknow · 1 year

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“Waiting for what?” Her voice thinned as her anger level rose. She was flushed anyway, but her chest heaved and her arms were tense and those veins near her wrists were pulsing and she kept licking her lips in that way that both irritated him and turned him on. He could practically smell the smoke coming off her, she was red-hot furious.

In The Dark by Frangipanidownunder

#txf fanfic #msr fanfic #fanfic lines i love #undercover agents

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chloeworships · 7 months

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Also if you are an immigrant watching this, you could be discovered. I would seek asylum or some help before you are 💔 If you live in an unsafe neighbourhood it’s time to relocate.

The staircase 👀

The Holy Spirit revealed to me that this spirit is a female Marine Spirit. Though she didn’t harm me, it’s still demonic 😭🥺 Be careful. I was wondering why she looked wet 🧜🏿‍♀️

Places mentioned:

Cambodia

Miami

Cuba

Montreal

Toronto

Vietnam

Airports

Farms

Also the number 3 is significant

The faceless Angels with me looked like this but with no wings and no hair:

SN. You know what’s INSANE the other day I was close to a Weeping Willow Tree and I was telling God how they are my favourite… why is the first image referred to as Willow Tree Angels. I just cannot babes 😍🥹🤩

God knows many of these immigrants are suffering are grieving and are mourning…

I love you too God and my Angels 🫂 Thank you for being here for us.

I love this Bible App. Thank you 🙏🏾

🥹🥲

#immigration #undercover agents #crooked cops #MIAMI #Miami Vice #Farmers #Immigrants #DECAPITATED HEADS #corrupted officials #TERRITORIAL DEMONS

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eggcromancer · 20 days

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Last Line Challenge

Rules:

In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).

Tagged by @starriegalaxy Thanks jestie!! It's my first time doing a challenge, I'm excited! ✨

Last Line: "It was an accident" <- from the @daycarefriendpickup magma sesh! Sun may or may not have lost control and y/n may or may not be bleeding out as a result (oops...)

Last Art: I've roughly 20+ sketches ongoing and 0 motivation to complete any of them so take all these wips! HYAHHHH!! 💫💥

Agent Dusk from @lavenoon's amazing Accidentally Undercover AU 💕:

Colour studies on Agent Dawn (same AU as Dusk) and the most mentally sound™ Sun:

More scribbles....

And ..... this.... (why did I draw this)

This is an open invite for anyone to do the challenge! (because I'm have crippling social anxiety and I don't want to be imposing ajdhska) If you are looking for a sign to do the challenge, this is it!! Time to get to it!!! 👉👉 (Or don't! I'm not the boss of you!)

#One day... I'll beat my social anxiety *clenches fist while a single tear runs down my face*#Some of these wips will never see the light of day again :'D #But the I'll defo finish the Accidentally Undercover wips!!#Agents Dusk and Dawn have my brain in a chokehold....#fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #dca fandom #moondrop x reader #sunnydrop x reader #my art #tag game #last line challenge

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sanchensky · 1 year

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Here goes sunny animatronic always wearing flashy suits Dawn <3

I was doing little drapery study with a help of @lavenoon's lovely secret agent Sun :)

I was afraid I'll make his clothes look way too flat but they turned out okayish x)

Drawing fabric is hard ;-;

#i love suits and i love red color #i *adore* suits with different shades of red <3 #especially waistcoats #<3 :)#fnaf #fnaf secruity breach #fnaf secret agents au #accidentally undercover #fnaf sun #my sketches or/and animation #fnaf daycare attendant

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lazy-sixteen · 5 months

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So re-reading Detco (again) and got curious. Apparently a Silver Bullet is a real cocktail, in addition to being Vermouth/the Organization’s code word for a person that could take down the organization.

Looked up the recipe and the primary liquor is *drumroll* ...

gin

Which is hilarious, given that Gin (the person) is like the only Organization members who does his goddman job with any regularity and competency.

#dcmk #detective conan #vermouth is competent but also wants the Organization to die #and spends an uninsignficant amount of time stalking people she likes instead of working #anyone else with braincells is an undercover agent #Rum is there is guess

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backgroundagent3 · 6 months

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Me: Is that a SHIELD agent I see?

SHIELD agent: *Puts on glasses*

Me: Nevermind, my apologies random civilian.

#how they never got recognised undercover is beyond me #agents of shield #aos #aos incorrect quotes #aos crack #background agent 3

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thecountofs · 7 months

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"He was polite and fearsome...in a way none of the others were"

Sierra B312,

Operation Callsign: Mr. Grim

#My Time In ONI #Office of Naval Intelligence #halo #halo fanart #noble team #noble six #Agent Jane Doe #halo fandom #unsc #united nations space command #spartans #undercover spartans

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sl-vega · 1 month

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*ೃ༄ CLASSIFIED INFO

Pairing: [SPY!] Heizou x [SECRET AGENT!] Reader

Genre: rivals to friends to lovers, mystery, espionage, action, comedy, spy/secret agent au, modern au, social media au

Synopsis: You're considered one of the top agents in the business. You're calm, cool, collected, and always focused on ensuring the mission is successful. Of course, all of those wonderful qualities go right out the window whenever a certain Shikanoin Heizou happens to get hired for the same mission as you. Your two agencies are rivals, and you tend to always run into each other out on the job. You're hired to protect a target? Heizou's there to kill 'em. You're hired to assassinate a threat? Heizou's there to protect them, or steal the kill before you can. You can't stand him, and he adores messing with you, and you're perfectly fine with things staying that way, but when the two of you are forced to work together to track down a wanted thief duo, you're forced to see your rival in a new light.

CW: swearing, violence, mentions of guns, brief mentions of gore/blood (nothing too serious/graphic though), mentions of alcohol, mentions of gambling, y/n and the rest of the cast are portrayed as young adults

*ೃ༄ MEET THE AGENTS

FAVONIUS ll TENRYOU ll OTHER FACTIONS

PROLOGUE-stealing the job, and the kill!

01-not you again

02-girls quit fighting

03-teamwork makes the dreamwork (but this is a nightmare)

04-TBA

(and much more to come!)

additional notes:

-this smau was actually to be expected

-since i posted the scara one, i may as well post this one

-I AM SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS

-this one will come one my xingqiu smau is finished

-so b4 next year probably

-taglist is open

-vee in her james bond era guys

-take a guess as to who this wanted thief duo is

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @glxssmemories, @pastellbg, @uuyuomi, @freyao7, @kaitfae, @peaceindreams, @eutopiastar, @kyon-cherri, @romyoia

#heizou x reader #heizou x you #heizou x y/n #shikanoin heizou #shikanoin heizou x reader #modern au #social media au #genshin impact #smau #genshin au #spy au #secret agent au #undercover au #genshin #genshin social media au #modern smau

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writercole · 1 month

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Dangerous Distraction

Summary: A secret mission. A formal gala. Two agents that hate each other. What could go wrong?

Words: 2105

Warnings: Suggestive dancing, Jake Seresin as a secret agent.

Credits: @princessmisery666 for beta reading this, @ryebecca for being the absolute best hype woman and twin that I could ask for. My ride or dies 💕

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a bit now. I found it when I found the other Jake story and…it was finished too. I hope you enjoy.

The mission couldn’t be worse. Not only was she paired with her worst enemy, they had to make everyone believe that they were a couple on their honeymoon, madly in love with one another. She was a skilled agent, one of the best, but even she had no idea how they would be able to pull it off.

Jake Seresin, code name Hangman, had made his feelings abundantly clear from the moment they were introduced. He thought little of her, making demeaning comments about her abilities, her skills, and her training. Though, he claimed, it was never because she was a woman.

He dismissed every idea or strategy she proposed, often tearing them down publicly, causing a fight that only ended when one of their bosses intervened. He walked away smug, calm, collected while she was visibly seething. On multiple occasions her colleagues pointed out where he wormed his way under her skin, undermined her confidence, and worst of all, she let it affect her; it was then that she decided she hated Jake Seresin.

They had been at the hotel undercover for three days, playing the perfect couple in public, barely speaking behind the room’s closed door. She was grateful for the foresight of the planners to book a suite with a closed off bedroom. She took it over quickly, citing the need for privacy to dress and prepare.

Jake balked at first, whether out of true opposition or the need to be contrary she didn’t know. Regardless, his choice was removed as soon as she slid the doors shut.

Night three happened to be the night of the gala that they had been sent to infiltrate. She was getting dressed, ignoring the way Jake continued to give updates on the time through the closed door. As her lipstick glided across her bottom lip, a knock echoed through her suite.

“How long can it possibly take to get ready?” Jake sassed, “the gala started half an hour ago.”

“Beauty takes time, Hangman,” she replied.

“There isn’t enough time in the day to make you as beautiful as some of the women I’ve seen here,” he muttered under his breath, fidgeting with his watch before he called, “just…hurry up.”

“Why don’t you pull the stick out of your ass and head down to the bar. I’ll meet you there.”

“Fine. But I will handle this without you if you don’t hurry.”

She let out a sigh of relief when the door slammed shut, taking a moment to enjoy the silence before she had to go downstairs to the stuffy ballroom and pretend to be madly in love with a man she detested, one that also despised her.

Jake had been down in the ballroom for ten minutes and had already spotted their target and devised a plan to complete their mission. When another ten minutes had passed with no appearance from his partner, he felt an uneasiness settle in the pit of his stomach. He rested his glass of scotch on the bar and allowed his eyes to sweep over the room again before he went searching for her.

The sounds echoing off of the walls faded to nothing and Jake followed the way everyone’s heads had turned to the door. He stood up straighter while his jaw fell, his gaze raking up and down the body of his partner scanning the crowd.

A blinding smile spit her face in two and she began moving across the room, every gaze following her path.

Jake’s ears picked up the middle of a chord change and realized that the music and conversation hadn’t actually stopped; his senses blocked them out when he caught sight of his partner. Seeing her in a different environment, a formal setting, sparked a reckoning that had not previously crossed his mind.

The beauty that radiated from her stirred a warmth and giddiness in his chest, one that intensified with every step she took towards him. Her smile faded to a smirk and his heart skipped a beat. Jake became intensely aware that in the last minute or two he hadn’t needed to act like the doting newlyweds they were supposed to be.

She was stopped by a man with wavy hair and a mustache before she could make it to Jake’s corner of the bar. He felt an anger rising up as the man brushed a strand of hair back, caressing her bare shoulder as her hand covered her giggle. An unfamiliar sensation washed over him and he abandoned his drink, stalking over with his shoulders back and his chest puffed out.

His arm slipped around her waist as he made it to his date. He pressed a kiss to her temple, cooing, “there you are gorgeous.” His eyes focused on the way she looked up at him, wishing for half a second the desire he saw there was real. “I was beginning to think I’d have to come find you. Actually, I was counting on it. Finding you locked up in our room with alternative plans for the evening.”

“And just who are you?” the mustached man asked, ire and disdain lacing his tone.

“I’m her husband,” Jake answered as his grip on her waist tightened, his fingertips digging into her soft hips. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, I need to make sure my wife knows how beautiful she looks tonight.”

Jake pulled her away to the dance floor, twirling her into his chest as he slipped his hand in hers.

“That was far from subtle, Hangman,” she mumbled quietly.

“Aren’t I supposed to be playing the doting husband?”

“The doting husband doesn’t have to be insanely jealous and try to mark his territory in front of a room full of strangers,” she countered, a smirk crossing her lips as her brows rose in challenge.

“When you look the way you do tonight, any husband would want to mark his territory, doting or not,” he replied sincerely, dipping her low as the song ended.

Her eyes searched his face for a sign, for something, for anything that might clue her in to his actual thoughts. All she found was a softness lingering in his slight smile, a hunger in the narrow eyes that flitted down from her eyes to her lips.

The tempo shifted as a new song began and he pulled her upright, stopping her when she tried to leave the dance floor.

“Jake, I can’t dance to this,” she hissed as he spun her around, pulling her back flush to his chest.

“I can,” he muttered against her neck, sending shivers up her spine. “Follow my lead.” His right foot slipped between hers and kicked them apart, a smirk dancing on his face at the gasp she tried to hide.

Jake led her in a tango, twirling and dipping her, his hands wandering over her body as they moved across the dance floor. She followed his lead fluently, her moves becoming second nature as she leaned into the trust she had for the partner who was surprising her this evening.

A heat built between them, the fire in their eyes as passionate as ever, spreading throughout their bodies with every touch, every glance, every whiff of their scent. By the end of the dance, when Jake had their chests pressed against each other, their panting breaths mingling millimeters from their faces, he could no longer hide the fact that he was attracted to her tonight. The evidence was pressed tightly into her hips.

“Seresin,” she hissed under her breath as his hands gripped her tightly. The crowd around them applauded wildly, all eyes she could see focused on them in the middle of the dance floor.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered, his eyes darting between hers anxiously.

She waited a beat before nodding slightly, feeling the tension in his shoulders release.

“Just a second, then.” His hand slid up her back, pressing between her shoulder blades, holding her tighter as his head dipped to her ear. “I have eyes on the target.”

“I’m assuming my six,” she muttered back with a grin.

“He’s at the bar. You step out onto the terrace and block that exit.”

“And let you get all the credit? I don’t -”

“Do you trust me?” he repeated. His grip loosened when she nodded and he led her off the dance floor, pressing a kiss to her temple as they reached the balcony doors. She stepped out of the door and he turned to the bar, letting out a curse as his eyes widened.

The mark had vanished.

The breeze sent shivers up her spine. The entire situation had her on edge. Hangman had a reputation for leaving his partners high and dry and taking all the credit for the mission himself. The soft click of footsteps prompted her to release a tense breath, her shoulders relaxing as she turned. “Jake, I thought -”

She stopped short when she saw their mark, his face adorned with a dark grin.

“I’m sorry to disappoint. But I must say, you look beautiful this evening,” the mark said as he buttoned his jacket.

Two additional men materialized from the shadows and advanced towards her, causing her to take steps backwards. Her heart thudded in her chest and her breathing became labored, gasping for oxygen to fill lungs that fought expansion. There had been no training for a situation where you’re being approached directly on a balcony.

A piece of tape covered her mouth and a black bag draped over her head before she could scream.

The mark disappeared. Jake swore under his breath as he scanned the room again fruitlessly. There was no sign of him anywhere. His eyes widened and he darted for the balcony door. His stomach fell to the floor as he stepped out onto an empty terrace, the lingering smell of her perfume the only sign she had ever been there.

“Shit,” he swore while he pulled out his phone. “Shit fuck fuck shit.”

Dialing a contact, he paced frantically across the small space, counting the steps he took back and forth. One, two, three, four, turn.

“Control.”

“Fucking finally,” Jake barked into the phone. “I need extraction for myself and the location on my partner.”

“I’ll need approval from your mission leader for those,” the tech on the other end of the phone explained.

“No, what you need to do is find her. I think she was taken by the mark.”

Agonizing minutes passed while he waited on hold with control. The sound of a helicopter landing on the rooftop next door drowned out the response of control and spurred Jake into motion. In one swift motion, he climbed onto the iron railing and jumped to the neighboring building, his shoulder taking the brunt of the landing and propelling him into a roll. Pulling his pistol from his holster, he approached the chopper, finding that the occupants had evacuated and left the pilot.

He raised his weapon and stepped into view. “You’re flying me now.”

The pilot looked at him and shrugged, flipping a few switches and handing over a headset as Jake settled into the front seat. “Where to?”

Jake only had an inkling of where the mark would have taken her, and barely a guess as to what they were driving but he had to do something, anything. If he didn’t…well he refused to think about the possibilities.

The duct tape over her mouth chafed as she wiggled her lips, trying to loosen the tape enough to moisten the area and get the tape off. The zip ties they placed around her wrists cut deeply as she shifted. She took deep breaths to counter the rising panic in her chest; she had been trained for this. She knew what to do.

“You really shouldn’t struggle so much. You’re going to hurt yourself.”

She couldn’t tell which of her abductors had decided to comment on her escape attempts, but he was on her left. The black cloth they had placed over her face was melting the meticulous makeup she applied before the gala and it pissed her off that she didn’t even get a picture before it was all ruined. Defeated, she slumped back against the seat, her shoulders squeezed between two of the giant men that had taken her hostage.

Her mind reeled with details from her training, what to do, when to do it. She had been in dangerous situations before but this time, something was preventing her from acting.

This time, she was the collateral. This time, she was relying on someone else to rescue her. And that was terrifying.

#cole writes #writercole #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #hangman #hangman seresin #secret agent au #undercover au #top gun maverick au #tgm au

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thepyromancerrex · 4 days

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OK, so like. Hear me out. An AU where Hal Jordan is an undercover FBI agent working at Ferris Air and in the Airforce because they're under suspicion for corruption, so he's deep undercover when he joins/helps found the Justice League, and then batman finds out and is forced to keep the secret and Bruce finds that he doesn't mind the actual Jordan. I have an oc for his real identity and everything lmao. I just need to know If anyone would read it.

#batlantern #military #writing #green lantern #hal jordan #batman #bruce wayne #undercover #its silly #also a great idea #im obsessed #and going to write it at somepoint #vigilante oc #firefigter oc #and FBI agent ig???

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