𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈.

𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈. [...] 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳.

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welcome to agcntmadani, this  is  an indie, selective, mutuals only rp blog  for  agent dinah madani  of netflix’s the punisher.  you’ll find all the relevant information in the following links. i’m tinks, i’m in the gmt timezone and this blog will be mid-activity level.

                                   carrd  .  dinah  .  memes  .  starters  .  promo

you can also find me here: @endlessfables  ( multi ), @solkorolcva​  ( alina starkov ),  @nczyalensky​  ( zoya nazyalensky )

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MOVING MADANI TO @endlessfables !!!!

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   madani has a great ass. lbh. i mean, just look at this gifset. someone bite it.

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               update: 

i’m still here, obviously. i just got caught up in my grisha blogs, and then revamping my multi. soooo i’m gonna tidy up here too!! so basically, gonna go through my drafts and stuff and see what is still viable. and of course, GIVE THIS A LIKE IF YOU WANT TO STAY MUTUALS.

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               update: 

i’m still here, obviously. i just got caught up in my grisha blogs, and then revamping my multi. soooo i’m gonna tidy up here too!! so basically, gonna go through my drafts and stuff and see what is still viable. and of course, GIVE THIS A LIKE IF YOU WANT TO STAY MUTUALS.

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reminder that @billysrussc is a lil bitch. BILLY, YOU'RE A LIL BITCH.

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let’s just say i used to be just like you. you know, i thought all we had to do was… follow the rules, tell the truth, and justice would be served. i learned different. sometimes, maybe, someone like castle is the nearest to justice we can get.   …...                                      indie. sel. pri. dinah madani from netflix’s the punisher.  ©

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danviers​.

“ That’s exactly why I’m here, Agent Madani.  That file?  Everything you know about me?  One wrong move, ” Alex extended, the set-up to her point overemphasized by the measured raise of her hands, by the arch of her brow, the barely there shift in her soldierly stance;  “ And every inch of my operation is exposed. ”

        her hand rested against the file on her desk, quite large at this point, and one she’d spent some time pouring over lately. brows raised with a small smile lifting the corners of her lips.  “ i can promise you, agent danvers, that i am very good at keeping secrets. “   frank castle came to mind immediately.   “ i can assure you, anything that is in this file, anything that i know, will stay with me. even the craziest things i read in there that i really must pick your brain about. “

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indagatcre​.

❛   you’ve found   your guy,   agent madani   . .   is that why i was called in to assist on this?   ❜    the second he arrived on scene,   he was donned in kevlar and given an earpiece without much briefing as to what was going on.   

      “ that’s exactly why, agent mulder. “   brows raised with a small smile on her grin before she motioned him forward into the scene.   “ something like this might actually be more at home in your x files, but unfortunately it’s a little bigger than that now. what do you know about a threat to our safety from....”  pausing, she pointed upwards before glancing back to him.  “....above?” 

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billysrussc​.

a  hint  of  a  laugh  escaped  his  lips,  quieting  himself  with  a  small  shake  of  his  head.  “ i  wormed  my  way  back  in,  hm?  well,  i’ll  be  glad  to  take  you  up  on  that  drink  i  promised  you  forever  ago. ”  a  beat.  “ especially  now  since  you  can’t  use  the  ‘i’m  doing  my  job’  excuse  anymore  to  get  me  to  try  to  act  professional. ”

        a small grin pulled at her lips, brows raised a little as he mentioned the drink they’d spoken about so long ago. or it seemed so long ago.   “ so you assumed the drink is still on the table? “  her tone was light, teasing, the grin of her lips morphing into more of a small smirk.   “ oh, you thought that was an excuse? so, where are you taking me, russo? some expensive bar downtown, or some dingy little place on the corner? or does it depend on how you want the night to end? “

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   madani has a great ass. lbh. i mean, just look at this gifset. someone bite it.

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#another shameless nsfw gifset of billy and dinah 

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       “ agent danvers, it’s nice to finally put a face to the name. i’ve heard quite a bit about you, and your file seems to be growing. what can i do for you? “  ----------------- @danviers​ ⁞⁞ ❮ alex. ❯

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       “ they say you’re a ghost. i’ve known ghosts before, people who have disappeared and reappeared, only to disappear all over again. “   —————— @azraelreckoning​ ⁞⁞ ❮ ghost. ❯

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      “ would you prefer ‘vision’ or ‘the vision’? both are down in your file, but i feel the personal touch is often better. “   —————— @synthezcid​ ⁞⁞ ❮ vision. ❯

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jigscw​.

     she’s not the first to ask, nor does he suppose she’ll be the last. still, she may be one of the only ones who makes him actually consider the answer.  ❝ if you’re asking if there’s things i woulda’ done differently, ❞  he sighs, rolls his neck to the side for a moment before exhaling, gaze fixing back on hers.  ❝ maybe. ❞  a rare bit of honesty. but it doesn’t hit quite deep enough. the castles, he’ll admit, were an unfortunate mistake. he hadn’t exactly counted on frank taking it so hard. family was expendable. they watched them die every day back in the middle east. hell, he they did far worse than accidentally kill a couple of kids and someone’s wife. exhaling another sigh, billy leans closer, gaze narrowing as he watches her.  ❝ there’s no conscious in war, dinah. that’s how you lose. ❞

        the idea that he could feel guilt or remorse, it never occurred to her. how could it? he was cold, calculated, someone who didn’t deserve trust or a second chance. her jaw clenched, eyes narrowing as she glared back at him, gaze boring into his.   “ you mean castle’s family? his wife, the two kids? you’d do things differently when it came to them? “   genuine curiosity almost crept into her features then, watching him for a moment before her expression hardened as she leaned forward, closer to him once more.    “ i think we both know it’s not sam you’re thinking of. “    sam. the image of him laying on the ground was burned into her brain, one that haunted her at night, in NIGHTMARES, in dreams. a small almost wry smile pulled the corners of her lips upwards, eyes narrowing once more as her head tilted the side.   “ you’ve already lost, russo. i’m going to make sure of that. i’ll be one of the last people you see when they take you away in handcuffs, and believe me, i’ll toast to that when it happens. “

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starksets​.

❝    ‘m not drunk ,    it’s fine  .    ❞     world is practically spinning  /  bitter fragrance staining lush fabrics .    he hadn’t touched a bottle in a while ,    nor had he planned to ,    𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 .     the bar was this particular event’s only redeeming factor ,    else he’d have long since dragged himself out ,    press be damned .   ❝    — had one drink .    maybe two .❞    maybe more .    ❝    but who’s keeping count ?    ❞    stark offers a grin ,    leaning slightly against the other ,    ❝    mmm ,    take me home ?   god ,    everything’s moving .     ❞              /  𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 .

       “  and here i thought you’d hold your drink better, “   she’s moving to almost prop him up, only a few drinks deep herself, not enough to alter brain chemistry, but enough that she was enjoying her night off. and yet, here he was, mister tony stark himself, well along in the evening.   “ ONE drink, maybe TWO? shall we add a zero onto the end of that, mister stark? “   oh, he needed water, maybe even a coffee. where were his people? his assistants, his security? giving a quick glance around the bar, she let out a heavy sigh, putting her own drink back onto the bar as he leaned against her slightly.   “ well, you did just move, and strong drinks will do that to you. “   the STENCH of alcohol hit her as she moved around to support him a little better.   “ okay, let’s get you out to your car, okay? the car can take you home. you don’t want a cia agent accompanying you back to your place, i promise you. “