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#(* . -- self. )#(* . -- karen. )#(* . -- micro. )#(* . -- billy. )

❛ YOU HIT THEM AND THEY GET BACK UP. I HIT THEM AND THEY STAY DOWN. ❜ \ ind. mcu based frank castle. as told by taylor.

astranonobligant:

“ i don’t mind. “ she admits, gently, though by no means does she enjoy seeing him battered up like this. but he’s saved her life more times than she can count by now. “ though, you really should be seeing a doctor, at least i know you’re alive. “ the one news story she couldn’t handle? the actual death of frank castle.

❛ Still . . . I should warn you next time . ❜ A FINELY DRAWN SMIRK PLAYS ONTO weathered features, which in turn reopens the shallow split in his bottom lip . No amount of cuts, bruises, or broken bones is going to keep him away for long . Determination is the gift that keeps on GIVING, breaking him through every seemingly impossible obstacle in his way . ❛ . . . pft, we both know a doctor is a bad idea . Besides, I’m not spendin’ anymore more of my time in a cage . . . you got any ice in the freezer ?? could use it right about now . ❜

#astranonobligant #(* . -- frank castle is dead. the punisher. ) ❪ arc OO2 ❫

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and the second angel poured out his vial upon the sea; and it became as the blood of a dead man: and every living soul died in the sea. and the third angel poured out his vial upon the rivers and fountains of waters; and they became blood. * REVELATION 16 : 3 , 4 \ a cabin fever inspired original character, brought to life by liv.

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❛ Must be gettin’ old, huh ?? Showin’ up at your place all bruised n’ bloodied, makin’ a goddamn mess . . . but I hope ya know I’m thankful . ❜

@astranonobligant

#astranonobligant #(* . -- frank castle is dead. the punisher. ) ❪ arc OO2 ❫#(* . -- starter. )#( i hope this is alright ! <3

truthseeked:

she wonders when her STANDARDS become low enough that being alive could be considered a good enough answer. but at this point, maybe that’s all that matters. so many people around her have died. both kevin && matt still hang heavy upon her shoulders. not to mention the blood on her hands. daniel fisher. james wesley. she needs frank to never be one of them, just another person she’s LOST. a thought she puts aside for now. he’s here. maybe barely on his own two feet after everything. but he’s alive and he’s getting a new chance at life. she can only HOPE he takes it, that he can figure out his place in the world now. that maybe, just maybe this is the ‘after’ she wanted for him so terribly.

karen gives a few small nods at his words. she has heard plenty on the news regarding those two. she was SURPRISED russo escaped with his life. she is only ever used to frank finishing things one way, and that’s until everyone is dead he deems worthy of it. she has a question on the tip of her tongue, but holds off when he asks about her. she blows out a puff of air and glances out the window, shaking her head. she hasn’t been okay for a long time, but that’s not what he asked. azure hues turn back towards the man in front her “ uh…as well as i can after something like that? ” she finally ADMITS with a small shrug. she’s almost getting used to it now, getting held hostage, kidnapped, shot at, nearly blown to pieces.

THERE ARE SO MANY QUESTIONS left unanswered, moments left untouched . His smile fades at the thought, disgruntlement plastering his worn features . He could’ve left Karen alone for good, always wondering WHAT happened, if he’s alive, or ever even cares about all of the sacrifices she’s made for him . Though, that sliver of humanity is what separates Frank from the troubled minds of Lewis Wilson and Billy Russo . His heart is hardened, but NEVER completely broken . If anything, it continues to swell with every decent soul he’s met .

❛ That kid was too far gone . Usin’ explosives like it was nothin’ -- -- and he almost got to you . ❜ The thought alone is enough to get a rise from him, stern gaze softening when he meets her own . ❛ You’ve done so much for me, Karen . . . and truth is I don’t even deserve a damn minute of it . ❜ Canting his head to the side, eyes point in the direction of an empty table . ❛ Now, we drinkin’ our coffee cold or hot ?? ❜

#truthseeked #(* . -- frank castle is dead. the punisher. ) ❪ arc OO2 ❫#( arrives 3289032 years late with starbucks

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❛ YOU HIT THEM AND THEY GET BACK UP. I HIT THEM AND THEY STAY DOWN. ❜ \ ind. mcu based frank castle. as told by taylor.

#(* . -- self promo. )

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MY MERCY PREVAILED OVER MY WRATH. written by taylor.

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You hit like a bitch.

#(* . -- self. )#(* . -- rawlins. )#(* . -- queue. )

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jesus fuck - just try not to get shot in the face.

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sharewealth:

* A CRUDE REPLY \ A LONG SULLEN SILENCE. it’s a moment before billy even speaks another word, more or less taking in the words frank spews his way. there’s definite distaste in his tone, the anger settling in the air just as the tension rises. for him, it’s about the body language he gives off, the way that billy’s muscles seemingly tense up and how his nostrils flair. how fingers run themselves roughly through his hair, smoothing it back as he attempts to find himself to be the bigger man in this situation. ( can’t let them see you as a mess, billy, can’t let them see you weak. ) he’d never wanted it to get this far, to find himself on the opposite of the man he once called a best friend, but the truth couldn’t be exposed. people had to pay, frank had to pay. everything had been much easier with him presumed dead, another body in the ground that wouldn’t cause trouble and shake up the operation.

he’d never wanted it to end like this, to have to be the one to find himself gunning down the one man who ever left him feeling wanted - a man who gave him a family. ❛ this is how it has to be, frankie. you being alive fucked it all up. ❜ if there had been guilt in his heart, that had washed away just like anything else in his life. the price that he had to pay in order to find himself successful, the price he willingly paid in order to lead a decent life, and frank wasn’t about to take all of this away from him for the idea of being the man who somehow exposed the obvious corruption of their government. killing billy, exposing rawlins, it wouldn’t being back maria & the kids, it would only fill the void within frank just slightly and billy knew that. this vendetta, this agenda of his, it would all be for what? to say that he did what was right, that he fixed a wrong made in kandahar all those years ago. ❛ i was fine knowing you were dead, fine knowing that you wouldn’t have had to suffer anymore but no, you just couldn’t stay dead. i really did care about you guys, i loved maria & the kids, i did, but the blood was still on your hands, frank. exposing this won’t make anyone forget who you truly are - what you’ve done and it certainly won’t bring them back. ❜

THOSE FOND MEMORIES OF BILLY are nothing but smoke and mirrors now . A slap in the face that singes his cheek . He’d rather be DEAD than see this man -- -- a snake baring the flesh of his former BROTHER sneering before him . A slimy grin with sleek hair to match . Frank chuckles in spite of himself . That simmering rage . It boils beneath his already quaking exterior . He wants to SCREAM, to break free from the restraints cutting into his wrists, though he has no other choice but to sit still and stare in the face of corporeal betrayal .

❛ Yeah, well that makes TWO of us . I trusted you . . . ya know I heard ya a few weeks ago callin’ for me . Micro -- -- he knew it was bullshit . He knew we couldn’t trust ya, but I kept tellin’ him man . . . Russo is my FAMILY he’d never -- -- he held my baby girl in his arms . He made my boy laugh when I couldn’t . . . ❜ Narrowed eyes flick to a hollowed shell, taut jaw GRINDING molars as lips part themselves to speak once more . ❛ I trust him with my life . . . now look where I am . Ya sure had me FOOLED Billy !! Ya had us all fooled . ❜

#sharewealth #(* . -- frank castle is dead. the punisher. ) ❪ arc OO2 ❫#(* . -- queue. )

muse’s worst traits !!

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aggressive / callous / cannibal / careless / compulsive / cowardly / domineering / envious / greedy / hypocritical / impatient / impolite / incompetent / kidnapper / lazy / liar / materialistic / murderer / obsessive / overcritical / overemotional / patronizing / sarcastic / serial killer / torturer / touchy / traitorous / unclean / unpredictable / untidy / vain / vengeful

tagged by: @truthseeked ( thanks again ! <3 ) tagging: @sharewealth, @vamytas, @scavenging, @blackwellburnout

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talk about my best friend warwhispered because she deserves the love

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oKAY!!! taylor is a dear??? first off her frank is fricking amazing and so well thought out. but her writing in general is just beautiful and pleasing to read. she is super nice and friendly and i’m so glad to have her in my little corner of this rpc <3 // @sharewealth

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#(* . -- self. )#(* . -- maria. )#(* . -- queue. )

just your daily reminder that I'm thankful to call you my best friend and I wouldn't want anyone else to fuck up billy's face except your frank. jk, that's a lie. no one is allowed to touch my baby's face. anyway love ya, hoe.

my favorite activity is grinding billy’s face against a shattered mirror tbqh.

#( lmao ily too and honestly i'm so thankful we have each other #if not i probably would've left this site ages ago #hugs tight tbh #sharewealth #(* . -- outofchar. )

TAG 10 PEOPLE YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER !

NAME: taylor

BIRTHDAY: june 21st

ZODIAC: cancer/gemini cusp

HEIGHT: 5′9″

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: demisexual biromantic

FAVORITE COLOR: red

FAVOURITE BOOK(S): flowers in the attic, pet semetery, the vampire lestat, and basically anything spoopy that’ll keep me engaged.

FAVOURITE ARTIST/BANDS: too many to list. i just love music tbh.

LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: 1922

HOGWARTS HOUSE: gryffindor

RANDOM FACT: i own a pug

WHEN DID YOU CREATE THIS BLOG: about a week ago i think.

DO YOU HAVE ANY OTHER BLOGS: yeah, but they’re low activity until further notice @coretaken, @polareverse

WHAT MADE YOU DECIDE TO GET A TUMBLR: i wanted to expand my writing and meet people who have similar interests.

DO YOU GET ASKS ON A DAILY BASIS: depends on the day, but normally yeah.

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR URL: one of frank’s aliases is the war whisperer so... it’s a play on that.

TAGGED BY: @truthseeked ( tysm ! <3 ) TAGGING: @scavenging, @sharewealth, @vamytas, @blackwellburnout, @butscrewmefirst, and anyone else who wants to do the thing. tag. you’re it.

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truthseeked:

face presses to his shoulder a few moments, letting out a soft breath close to some sort of CHUCKLE at his words. “ well, at this point you could’ve put a cactus out there and i’d still be glad to see you. ” she finally draws away, looking him over as if to make sure he doesn’t have a fresh batch of bruising. brows furrow just slightly. she has so many questions but she will bite them back for now. instead she gives a nod. “ uh, yeah. no, i don’t think so. ” for a BRIEF moment she thinks maybe something is wrong and someone could be following her. but he isn’t quite acting like it’s as dire as that. and he would mention if it was.

karen moves to slide back into her seat at the booth. gaze shifts over him again. she has never even had a CONVERSATION with this man when there wasn’t something chaotic going on. it feels strange. but in a good way. she hopes that maybe he’s going to use that second chance at life he’s been given for something other than REVENGE. him being here has to be a good sign, right? she crosses her legs, leaning arms upon the table. “ so, uh. how have you been? what…what happened, frank? ” she’s heard the news, she wants to know his side. she wants to know the full truth. even if it’s ugly.

❛ Cactus mighta been a more fitting sign of my arrival, huh ?? ❜ BRUISED KNUCKLES SLIDE BACK INTO JEAN POCKETS, eyeing idle roads outside the quaint cafe’s window front . It’s quiet, tranquil in the way birds perch themselves upon a vacant bench, nuzzling close in the sun for warmth . Truth is, everyone needs company . A friend, someone to call on when those egregious thoughts come creeping in, consuming all that’s light and pleasant . Eating away at the back of one’s’ mind until there’s nothing left but those final moments he’d rather forget . The terrified expressions of his family permanently etched in his memories every single damn time his lids close . Nothing will fix it, no matter how many lowlife bastards he puts into their rightful graves . Nothing will bring them back .

❛ Well, I’m alive . . . n’ that’s better than I can say for Rawlins -- -- and Billy . . . if that bastard ever wakes up from his coma he’s gonna wish he was dead . ❜ Teeth gnaw the inside of his mouth, velvet tongue sliding over his bottom lip in contemplation . There’s so much left to be unraveled, and he’s beginning to wonder which segments are even worth sharing . ❛ Long story cut short, If it wasn’t for Madani I’d be shit outta luck . What about you ?? How ya holdin’ up ?? ❜

#truthseeked #(* . -- frank castle is dead. the punisher. ) ❪ arc OO2 ❫

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