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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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"You can't ship that!"

lol what are you gonna do, climb inside my mind and shut off the imagination switch?

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o humble lord valiants of tumblr would you ever consider drawing art of trans ghost...doesnt have to be nsfw or anything lmfao i just love your art and i also love trans ghost so seeing those two things combined would be epic i think?

Anything to contribute to gender euphoria…

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Not to be weird about it, but i miss @nothingbutchaff's and @lelelego's work for the scumbag Au for Frank and Billy.

#frank castle #the punisher #billy russo #its just me and my memories now

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The league of extraordinary gentlemen but make it CoD characters.

#cod mw22 #aledolfo #alejandro x rodolfo #little silly thoughts of mine #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #captain price #kyle garrick #König #horangi

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endless list of otps: nikolai x kirill

- When i found out what happened, we do what we have to do to clean up situation. Soyka was spreading lies about Kirill. About your family. - If you’re so well-informed, you will know Soyka has brothers. - That’s okay. Kirill has got me.

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To prepare for his role, Viggo Mortensen traveled alone to Moscow, St.Petersburg and the Ural Mountain region of Siberia, where he spent five days driving around without a translator. He read books on the gangs of the Vory v Zakone, Russian prison culture and the importance of prison tattoos as criminal résumés, and perfected his character’s Siberian accent and learned lines in Russian, Ukrainian and English.

EASTERN PROMISES (2007) dir. David Cronenberg

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That reblog, tho

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This is inspired by that one convo Soap and ghost had during the solo mission i believe.

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War.

The kind of thing no one wanted to talk about but everyone expected one side to be the "good" ones and the other the "bad" ones.

No one wanted to talk about it's real motivation or the selfish pricks who send young folks to the middle of the fucking desert. Or the scars you took home with you, physical and mental.

Frank can't blame people for it tho, if it was his choice he'd turn a blind eye to it as well. But he wasn't that kind of man and he held respect for his mates life's.

There was one, that Frank could pick up apart in the middle of a crowd. One with Wich Frank would feel like home even overseas.

Billy was Frank's last anchor and that was exactly why Castle couldn't just watch as his second in command slowly drifted to craziness.

A granade that made contact with the ground way too close to Billy left wounds in his face and chest.

Billy was stronger than most, sometimes, Frank would say that the pale skinned man was stronger than himself.

But that granade erased part of Billy's memories, among other things.

Like the trust in his team.

Frank won't lie and say that the fact of being Billy's first memory when he woke from the surgery wasn't the most chest warming thing that has ever happened to him.

But then, no one of their mates would be allowed to Billy's Recovery room.

Billy wouldn't dine with them as before, as a stray cat, he would get violent if anyone but Frank got too close for his taste.

They had to sedate him a few times.

Frank suspects, that Billy knew something. Something about operation Cerberus that made him the most dangerous man to Agent Orange.

He remembers Billy gaze when Rawlings send them to a mission that was a lost cause.

And Frank knows that Rawlings is capable of doing that and much more to one of his own. He saw the face that man made when the news of Billy’s survival were delivered to them.

So now, while Billy locked himself up in the storage room of the warehouse. Frank is thinking real hard about getting rid of Rawlings himself. Proof or not.

"I don't trust anyone" --Billy raspy voice came out of the walkie talkie-- "Anyone right now. Not even Rawlings"

-- We'll see about that. --Frank answered from the other side of the door--. Just make sure you can trust yourself, Billy. Start there.

"That's a really good piece of advice there, Lieutenant" --Frank could feel the smile on Russo's face-- "I wanna be like you when I grow up"

There he was, the Billy Frank loved above all the other people in the world.

--. Nah, You wanna be better than me, Billy boy. –Truth was, Frank wanted to see Billy be better than him. Even if he knew that they were the same.

There was no Frank without Billy, and the recent events showed him that there wasn’t Billy without him.

“I realized the way you look at me” –Billy started after a moment—“I know i can trust you because of that”

--. Yeah? How do I look at you Bill? –Frank ignored the weird looks that his mate’s were giving him. They could think whatever they wanted.

“Like you love me” –Frank swallowed, before the explosion, he and billy had never shared those words out loud. But it was clear as the stars in the desert night, Frank indeed loved him, more than he loved himself.

--. And that would make you come out without a sniper rifle in your hands? –Billy chuckled from the other side and Frank smiled too.

“Only if you promise me that we’ll end this and go home eat one of those horrible Burgers you like”

Yeah, Frank could do that. He will collect Rawlings head and bring it to Billy’s feet, he just needed time to put everything in order.

--. Sure Bill, we can have one last run. You and me.

The next thing Frank heard was the door being unlocked and Billy’s steady steps on the floor.

#frankenbilly #cod mw22 #little silly thoughts of mine #frank Castle #Billy Russo

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Not me going back to my Punisher era and thinking how different yet similar are the Frank/Billy and Alejandro/Rodolfo

#frankenbilly

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Boys bein boys

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Sometimes, in AoT related media i read the Name "Uri" and i have to remember myself that this piece of work, doesn't in fact talk about me but about a dead King who's mourned by Kenny Ackerman.

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Fandom is not about cancellable opinions it’s about sharing and spreading art and fics and gif sets and poetry and showering each other in praise and tearing up because someone said something nice about a thing you made and writing posts that say reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a kiss on the forehead actually

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Illumination just hit me, and the next idea came to life.

Alerudy but Rodolfo is the love child of the former leader of Las Almas Cartel.

Like, his mom got pregnant being really young and she feel in love with this man who seemed to be sweet and caring but the environment made him enroll in the narcotráfico, first as a sicario and then as the leader who helped expand the enterprise.

Then his dad would leave his mom, cause he doesn't want her to be in the line of fire, she told him that she was pregnant in a poor attempt to make him stay by her side but it didn't work.

His mother suffers, but she has this little baby as a reminder of her love, and she's willing to devote to him (Yes, to me Rodolfo is a Mama's boy) so he mostly was raised by his maternal grandparents due to his mamá working.

Little Rodolfo would ask about his dad, but she will tell him that he was a soldier that went off to fight the god fight. His grandpa would teach him to hunt, take care of farm animals and survive in the desert, his grandma would teach him to cook, sew and find the best ways to save money while doing el mandado.

El cartel would grow as Rodolfo does, maybe his father is looking from afar as Rodolfo goes from kindergarden to elementary school. Occasionally sending money with his closest man.

His mother would work in la maquila and doing small jobs here and there, probably, making barely enough to sustain his little family.

So Rodolfo grows up with this idea of maximum effort in order to help his family.

He is the kind of person to put himself second in everything if it means something to the greater good.

So, he would be really absent in junior high and high school, working for his padrino's mechanic shop (i took this from a 2010 Mexican movie, if u guess which one I'll give u a kiss) he starts running errands but then he gets to the mechanical part.

One day, a man comes with his particular car, by his side are a couple of boys that present themselves as Mario and Alejandro Vargas, sons of El Capitan Vargas, who's in charge on the newly dispatched regiment. The men that are supposed to put las Almas back in the right direction.

Mario is a bit older so he just wants to go back to the capital (probably left s girlfriend there) but Alejandro is excited, almost vibrating, extremely happy to be back in town.

Later, Rodolfo would learn that the Vargas family is from Las Almas, but given the promotion of El Capitan, they had to move.

Alejandro comes everytime his father does, so Rodolfo and him get to hang out a lot outside school. It's Alejandro who gives Rudy all the homework and notes on the classes to keep him in course. For Rudy, that's the first time Alejandro saved him.

Even el Capitán grows fond of young Rodolfo Parra, he seems like a good influence to his rebellious second son. So, every so often he invites Rodolfo's Family over for Asadas.

They talk and talk and so Rodolfo and Alejandro get to hear how las Almas was such a quiet place, where the only gunfire was aimed at deers and armadillos, where the people lived in peace.

They made it out of high school and by that time Rodolfo Parra knows that he would do anything for Alejandro Vargas.

Mario is set to go up north and study law, so Alejandro takes as his personal goal to follow his father's steps and join the army.

Rodolfo isn't really sure, he's seen the tiredness and the burden in El Capitan Vargas eyes, he's not sure he wants that for himself, nor Alejandro.

That is until a confrontation between the army and the cartel takes place, it's their high school graduation and Rodolfo's mother and Alejandro's father doesn't make it.

The official version tells that the attack was aimed at the Capitan. And Rodolfo understands that the kind of monsters that live in las almas doesn't have a soul, they take and take and destroy people's lives.

Little he knows that in a hidden place in the mountain trails a man is burying some of his own men in a narco fosa due to the death of Mrs Parra.

Alejandro is destroyed, but his mind is set to join the army, Rodolfo follows him.

Mario tries to convince them otherwise, but it's futile.

Rodolfo's grandma gives him her blessings, his grandpa tells him to stay safe and remember who he is.

As a newly recruited soldier, Rodolfo and Alejandro were sent to other places to train and study. They get to see just how big the cartel is.

They eventually come back in a holiday leave, Las Almas looks even worse than how they left it as a result of being the headquarters for the cartel Chief.

This mysterious man that keeps his identity hidden.

It's día de muertos and Rudy and Alejandro go to the cemetery, Rodolfo brings carnations for his mother, along candies and tamales his grandma just made. Alejandro has a bottle of tequila and his dad's favorite tacos. They spend some more time until it's time to go back.

It's when they're leaving that Rodolfo sees him, a man as tall as him, that approaches his mother's resting place with a candle in one hand and a flower in the other. The stranger goes down to his knees and kisses the flower before putting it down. He crosses himself, says a prayer and leaves.

Rodolfo saw the figure of a gun under that man's shirt. And that night he doesn't sleeps.

Alejandro tries to offer some answers, but none is satisfactory enough, so Rodolfo talks to his grandparents the morning before he goes back to the army.

They know only what their daughter told them, which, contrary to Rodolfo's beliefs it's almost nothing.

The second time he's back in las almas he and Alejandro are there to move their families out. Las almas is no mans land and they're not going to risk it.

They get to a check point at the entrance of the town, and Rodolfo recognizes the side profile of the guy in the cemetery, he looks familiar but Rodolfo can't remember seeing him in town. The man looks at Rodolfo and makes a signal to make their car stop.

Alejandro tenses up, if the narcos discover that they're soldiers, they're dead.

A small interrogation takes place under las Almas burning sun, Rodolfo can see Alejandro's fingers twitching. His best friend is itching to do something, he's sure they'll end up in a sewer.

But the man asks Rodolfo some more things really out of place and then lets them go. Rodolfo wants to ask him if they know each other, but he leaves while he's still breathing.

Vargas and Parra are moved back to Las Almas Cuartel years later, gunfires and attacks became the usual and the duo starts collecting scars and tales.

Every Sunday Rodolfo goes to his mother's grave and every Sunday the same man is leaving. He gathers up the courage to ask and the old man says that he's an old friend, tells him to stay out of trouble. Tells him to leave Las Almas while he can.

Alejandro takes the matter in his hands and demands answers from the older one. The man tells him that he looks smarter than his dad and Alejandro steps back. It's not weird that they know who he is, but the man's tone was unsettling

Going from a common soldier, to special forces and being promoted looked like the right direction.

The Colonel and Sargeant Major.

It looked right until the murder attempts started. Always directed to Alejandro, always meant to take him down in operations and missions in wich -contrary to Rodolfo's pretty please- Alejandro insisted to go.

They created Los Vaqueros, a force meant to equilibrate the fight.

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This shit is taking me longer than expected

It's kind of late so I'll maybe end this some time later.

#aledolfo #alejandro x rodolfo #cod mw22 #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #little silly thoughts of mine #mexico on its finest

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I'm the kind of dude to cry at "A toda máquina" and "Que te ha dado esa mujer" cause i want a partnership like Pedro and Luis.

#mexico on its finest #little silly thoughts of mine

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I'm such a funny dude, like, i can eat the most spiciest food anywhere, le pongo salsa de la que pica a mis tacos, i can mix almost any kind of alcohol without throwing up... But i can't drink soda without shaking it first to get rid of the carbonation.

Mis ancestros estarían decepcionados de mi.

#little silly thoughts of mine #mexico on its finest