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I wish you would write a fic where Clint is at Maria, Lisa and Frank Junior's funeral because he was Lisa's godfather.
Three things happen at once; he gets an email alert, Lauracalls him, and J.A.R.V.I.S. bursts to life on his TV screen. Clint does threethings in response; he scrambles for his phone, makes a noise like a dying giraffe,and falls out of bed. It’s late, and the rest of the tower is asleep, and helies there listening to Laura’s ringtone for a second, two, three, before itabruptly cuts off as the call rings out. J.A.R.V.I.S. asks him if he’s okay.
‘Yeah, yeah, I’m okay. What’s up, man?’
He tries to navigate to his emails, and Laura rings again,and he accidentally dismisses it.
Laura rings a third time, and J.A.R.V.I.S. starts talking,but Clint ignores him.
‘What are you doing?’Laura asks by way of greeting. ‘You’re so weird.’
‘It’s the middle of the night, I’m allowed to be weird inthe middle of the night.’
She huffs out a laugh, but it sounds snotty.
‘Have you been told, yet?’ she asks, ‘I got the phone callearlier, I’ve been trying to get a hold of you, but you’ve been out of signal.’
‘Yeah, I was in the workshop all day, Tony’s got it blockedfrom signal shit, interferes with all the atoms or something, I don’t know, I wasn’tlistening. But no, what haven’t I been told?’
J.A.R.V.I.S. opens his mouth again.
‘We just received a phone call from Redden’s Funeral Home Inc.,in New York,’ J.A.R.V.I.S. says, and Clint tells Laura he’ll call her backbefore climbing to his feet and going to the TV.
‘Who?’ he asks, and J.A.R.V.I.S. flashes up a series ofblurry blog photos.
‘There was a murder in Central Park today,’ he says,monotone as always, ‘and there is very little press on it, but the funeral homerequested that you were made aware that the bodies of Maria, Lisa and FrankCastle Jr. were delivered to them for preparations for the funeral. Theyrequest that you call them back regarding funeral proceedings, as Frank CastleSr. is currently incapacitated in hospital and cannot handle the matterhimself.’
Clint’s been shot and it’s been less of a shock. He rubs hisface with his hand, pinches the bridge of his nose, ruffles his hair, holds hisneck.
‘The Castles?’ he asks, ‘fuck, the – the kids are dead?’
He’d met Frank some years ago on a S.H.I.E.L.D. missionputting him undercover in the marines. He’d been part of the 75th,drafted in to help them out on some seek-and-destroy mission that Fury hadwanted his aim on. He and Frank had developed a familial camaraderie abouttheir skills as snipers, and after some months of emails and harried phonecallsfrom base, Frank had asked Clint to become his daughter’s godfather, and intime, his son’s godfather too. Clint has never been a godfather, and probablynever will be again, but Frank is as good as a brother, and he’d leapt to thetask. Having the S.H.I.E.L.D. paycheque behind him had helped him provide the kidsand their mom odds and ends that Franks’ military pay didn’t always cover, and Mariahad become a good friend to Laura, in that “you can never know her name orspeak about her in public” sort of way. Clint might have trusted Frank with hislife, but his family were another matter entirely.
And just like that, just like that, they were dead.
‘The Castle children and their mother have perished,’J.A.R.V.I.S. confirms, ‘but there is no press release or report filed to stateexactly what occurred.’
Clint’s mind is spinning, and he feels dizzy for it. ‘Christ,’he says, ‘okay. Okay, I’ll call them back, they’re open twenty-four hours,right?’
‘Yes, Mister Barton, here’s the number.’
Clint makes a note of it and calls Laura back.
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A few days later, Clint makes his way down to Hell’s Kitchento attend the Castle’s funeral in the patriarch’s place. Not that Frank was inany way a patriarch, Maria had ruled the roost and had done so without anyprotest from her husband. Not that he was ever there to protest her rules.Clint had tried to go to the hospital to see Frank, but had been stymied by lawenforcement and no amount of “I’m his children’s godfather,” and “I’m a fuckingAvenger let me in!” had done a single goddamn thing to get them out of his way.It hurts, in a place Clint had not known existed, to know that had Laura refusedto move out to the farm, had she refused to leave New York, his family mightnow be in that position. Fuck sake.
Tony had jokingly asked if he was going to a funeral when Clintwent into the main room in a black suit, and when Clint had not replied, hadshut his mouth. Steve had asked if Clint wanted company to said funeral, but Frankabhorred the Avengers and abhorred what they were, and had taken great delightin calling Clint rude names when he learnt that his fake 75thbrother had become an Avenger, so Clint tells him no. No, he doesn’t need theAvengers there making a scene of it. Clint’s lucky enough to be able to blendinto the average person for the most part, so he goes alone and FaceTimes Lauraon the way to the church.
It’s a quiet funeral; Maria was popular, but nobody’spulling the kids out of school to attend the funeral, and the silence aroundthe murders has led to a tense environment for the people who are there.
He sits quietly the entire time, and moves to the front ofMaria’s coffin when they go to intern her. It’s not until after everyone elsehas gone and the coffins are covered, only fresh dirt and gleaming tombstonesleft to mark their presence, that he lets out a shaky breath.
‘Shit, girl,’ he says, ‘I’ll do what I can, hey? I’ll dowhat I can to keep him out of trouble, but you know Frank, better ‘an me. You knowI won’t able to stop him. He’ll want revenge, ‘cause you didn’t die nice.’
A breeze curls around his ankles, and he thinks, for asecond, that Maria’s crawled out of her grave to drag him in. It’s not the firsttime he’s had that sensation, and he steps away from the grave to look at thetwo smaller graves. It was the least he could do, to give them individualplots, and he kisses his fingers, waves at Lisa’s grave, nods to Frank Jr’s. He’llbring them flowers when he can, and ask Pepper for some way to bypass securityat the hospital to see Frank.
(He never gets there. Sokovia calls. Frank is dead by thetime he’s walking right.)
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Tumblr added a bunch of tracking shit to share urls, so now ill teach you how to get rid of them
if you copy a url by sharing on the website, the link will look like this
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getting rid of tracking in these is easy, just delete everything after the question mark and you are golden
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in the case for the app, its slightly more complicated
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first you have to delete at. that appears before tumblr(.)com the other tracking shit on this one has a lot more info, so please, clean app urls. after the first set of numbers, there's a / you have to delete everything after it
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a clean Tumblr url should look like this
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careless whisper fucks so insanely hard and i will never forgive the internet for making it a "meme song." tonight the music seems so loud i wish that we could lose this crowd maybe its better this way we'd hurt each other with the things we want to say. if you even care.
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i did a role swap sketch with gwourtney bc i was curious
courtneys ur angsty hot topic goth and gwen is now your over achieving, experienced, cit with lots of lawyers at hand
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The King of Fighters XIV Publisher: SNK (JP), Atlus (NA), Deep Silver (EU) Developer: SNK Platform: PlayStation 4 Year: 2016
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i swear to god people need to learn the difference between ai generated voice and vocal synth. mastering the art of a vocal synth is hard. you have to tune that shit yourself. you have to edit the vocals and do it all yourself. it takes hours to get a synth to sing a song well. when people make covers of songs with miku they are not just imputing a song and boom she sings it. not like how people do with ai. also, vocal synths were created specifically to assist musicians who struggle with finding vocalists (hiring a vocalist is fucking expensive) or cant provide vocals on their own. vocal synths are instruments and tools that one needs to learn and master, and they get their voice providers from people who 100% consented to having their vocals used. hatsune miku is not ai. using vocaloid or synthv or utau is not anything like lazily ai generating a voice at all. grow the fuck up.
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2 more outfit reqs from twitter
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amane nishiki .
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i'm tired to see toxic gay ships being popular in fandom and people calling it "hot". Toxic relationship shouldn't be romanticized or become a fetish, not matter if it's a lgbt+ ship or cishet.
Ok so the example of this phenomenon that I’m going to use is Eve and Villanelle.  Like the creators have talked about how their mutual obsession is not healthy and still people are shipping it.  I love the actors performances but I absolutely don’t ship them. 
Not to mention there really is no foundation for a relationship they just keep hurting each other and I appreciate that I finally got a bi Sandra Oh character and I love that her so much but I really hope the creators don’t bend to the fans demands and give us Eve/Villanelle endgame.
There’s a lot to be said about the glorifying toxic ships like that of 50 shades of grey, Twilight, Rey/Kylo and how so many people honestly go for those dynamics in real life because they see them so often in media. These ships aren’t just abusive but they’re being hyped up by everyone and no seems to stop and think about what this means for young people.
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amane for my brother!!! YEAH!!!!!!!
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Naoki Urasawa & Mai Yoneyama on the Passion of Drawing
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