Headcanons Are So Funny Once They Become Ubiquitous In Your Brain. Forgot That We Didn’t All Agree

okay but now i wonder if Frank is gonna hunt down all of the corrupt cops and lunatics who stole his symbol to use as a symbol for hate... because I need real world far-right idiots who do that shit to be finally fucking called out by marvel for turning punisher into a hate symbol. it's about time art reflects real life.

Always, Forever Running Back to You

Post-01x09, Daredevil: Born Again

Frank knocks once, just once, then steps back and glances down the dim, too-quiet hallway. The place is clean and seems safe enough, but it’s not the kind of hotel that has heightened security or anyone who’d notice if something went sideways. Good thing he’s there.

He braces one hand on the doorframe and ducks his head, his other hand curling around his ribs. Something’s cracked in there, for sure, courtesy of those sorry fucking excuses for cops. Bunch of dumbass fanboys. And he’ll deal with them. Soon. But first Frank needs to see Karen. He has things to get off his chest. 

“Karen, it’s me,” he says, his voice rough but quiet. “Open up. Please?”

The lock clicks almost immediately, and the door opens. She’s standing there barefoot, in jeans and a worn Columbia crewneck sweatshirt, her blonde hair still damp from the shower and twisted into a loose bun at the top of her head. 

Her eyes sweep over him, cataloging every cut and bruise that hadn’t been there the day before. They linger on his face, on his left eye that’s purple and swollen.

“You look like shit,” she says, pushing the door wide and stepping back to let him in. There’s no heat behind the words, just a thread of worry and exhaustion. “Been busy?”

Frank huffs a breath, almost laughing because, that’s the understatement of the fucking century. “Yeah, somethin’ like that.” 

Karen turns on her heel and pads back into the room, leaving him to follow. It’s as close to an invitation as he’s going to get. He steps inside, locking the door behind him, and follows her to where she’s sitting on the edge of the bed, sinking down beside her. His body aches from the inside out, but the mattress dips under their weight, and he relaxes — just a little — for the first time since he answered the phone to find her on the other end.

the thing about kastle is that yeah they formed this strong unspoken bond and she'll blow up her life for him and he'll take bullets for her but we know they haven't even reached their peak when he finds out how deep her dad trauma goes oh that's a wrap he's falling into her arms right then and there

Just saw The Accountant² and now it's just me, Braxton Wolff and his huge orange cat against the world

i know what this situation needs…explicit fanfiction

You know what, Frank? I'm not buyin' it. I don't believe you don't care.

wizard who's too lazy to name things properly and so can't ever find the incantation she's looking for bc her spellbook is full of spells called shit like 'aaaa1' and 'asdfghjk'

I'll be damned if this rewatch hasn't made me into a Matt/Elektra shipper

And just to be clear: this is a rewatch, so I know she's going to be revived.

Bonus points to Kastle bits:

KAREN PAGE SPOTTED PICKING UP BOTH BOYFRIENDS AFTER AN APARTMENT EXPLOSION!!!! crazy work but women are out here again saving men again