Me either!
I'm not ready for the person I'll become when I hear Jon Bernthal doing his gritty Frank Castle voice again.
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FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
FRANK CASTLE IS BACK FRANK CASTLE IS BACK
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Spartacus: War of the Damned • S3E01- Enemies of Rome
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—Do you have any weapons on you?
—I have a longing that’s killing me.
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
happy birthday @heidiamalia ♡
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So a voice within me keeps repeating
You - You - You.
- Cole Porter
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i’ll be your shoulder
foggy sits with frank in the hospital, waiting.
for sugarplum sunday: fluff, established relationship, domestic shenanigans. (bonus prompt: karen gets a little high on anesthesia.)
~3k.
Foggy’s endured some pretty hard things in his life.
When Matt left his ass to the wind during Frank Castle’s trial – that had been a challenge. In fact, it was one of the rougher moments of Foggy’s career, to say nothing of how their friendship had suffered for a while after.
Then there was the time Matt spent weeks letting everyone think he was dead. That didn’t help matters either.
There was the time Foggy and Marci decided to go on a break. She ended up taking a guy from his rival firm to their favorite restaurant, on their anniversary, and that – well, that was unforgivable. Until he found out she’d been plying the guy for information that would help Foggy win a tough case. And then they got back together, so in retrospect, it wasn’t so bad.
Then Karen gets it into her head to go after some congressman – and then she gets shot. In the arm, but still. Foggy is horrified when he gets a call from the hospital. He wishes he could wrap his friends up in bubble wrap or something. One of these days, it won’t just be the arm.
She’d listed Foggy as her emergency contact. A nurse speaks to him, then briefly puts Karen on the phone as they’re wheeling her in.
Over the sound of call bells in the background, Karen tells him she’s fine, and, “We got him, Foggy,” which is the least of Foggy’s concerns at the moment.
When he tells her as much, she brushes him off. And then she asks him to call Frank. As in Castle. As in Frank the Punisher Castle.
She gives him a number – she hadn’t wanted Frank’s contact info in any kind of traceable system – and Foggy doesn’t ask. The less he knows, the better.
But then he has to do arguably the most terrifying thing in his life, which is to call Frank, and tell him that Karen’s in the hospital.
continue on ao3.
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