DAREDEVIL 2x06 "Regrets Only" DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN 1x09 "Straight To Hell"

god that karen backstory ep introduced so many more layers to kastle and frank wasn't even mentioned my goddddd

karen deferring college so she can stay and take care of her dead mother's failing diner for her father. karen losing her father to grief after her brother dies. karen never getting close to frank like she wants to because of his grief. "you can't keep loving people in your dreams" karen as the second choice. do you understand what im sayingggggg

one thing i truly love about frank and karen (aside from, y’know, everything) is that they never have to to say it. the subtext is screaming, bleeding through in every scene.

or: in matt’s case, hearing their heartbeats lol

You know, back at his place, I heard your heartbeats. God, that is really not fair. You heard his too? Oh, yeah. It's just adrenaline, I'm sure.

When the Smoke Clears

Frank thought pushing Karen away was the only way to keep her safe. Then the Snap happened, and he learned just how wrong he was.

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“You gotta walk away.  Right now. That’s what has to happen, you hear me?”

Frank’s voice is unwavering, but his eyes are pleading as he stares at Karen.  She’s standing at the foot of his bed like a sentry, her arms folded defensively across her chest.  She’s wearing one hell of a poker face, but the look in her eye is obvious.  He’s hurting her, and he hates himself for it. 

“You don’t get to do this,” she exclaims.  “You don’t get just… decide who gives a shit!  That’s not on you, Frank.”

“Not on me?”  He looks to the side, a huff of dry laughter rising from his throat.  “No, it is on me.”  Throwing off the scratchy hospital blankets, he swings his legs over the edge of the bed with more effort than he cares to think about.  

“Because I know you, Karen.  You’re strong, and you’re brave, but you’re so goddamn stubborn; you’ll do whatever it takes when it comes to me.”  He pauses, dark eyes boring into her. “Tell me I’m wrong.” 

But she just turns her head away, scoffing. 

“Yeah.” Frank hums. “That’s what I thought.”

He pushes himself to stand. More effort.  The cuts on his face and the bruises on his body weigh him down, but not as much as the knowledge of how he got them.  He’d been one-upped by Russo, played like a jackass; beaten.  Beaten so badly that Karen dropped everything– the good, stable life she’d been building for herself– to sit by his side and wait for him to wake up.  

“You put yourself before others,” he says.  “And I can’t let you do that.  Not for me.”

Blue eyes, alarming in their brightness, shoot toward him.  Karen motions toward the door, where Midani and Amy are probably waiting somewhere outside, hearing every word.  “So it's okay for them to risk everything, but not me?”  

It isn’t, but that’s beside the point.  This is different. Everything is, with her.

“What do you think’s gonna happen?” He growls.  

He takes slow steps in Karen’s direction. It’s like wading through water, trying to get to her, being drawn in and pushed back by the same current.  Part of him thinks it’d be easier to just lay down, let the current sweep him in, but he knows that life isn’t meant for him, not while breath still fills Billy Russo’s lungs. 

Frank allows his expression to harden.  He has to puff out his chest, show his teeth; be the monster everyone thinks he is.  

Everyone except Karen. 

When she looks at him, he sees something else behind her eyes.  He’s now sure what it is— or maybe he is and is too much of a coward to admit it— but he knows it's dangerous. Every time he sees it, sees her , his heart rattles a little harder against his ribcage; whispers things he knows he can’t have. That feeling has no place here. He needs to change her mind; make her see him like the rest of the world.  Maybe then she’ll walk away… so he doesn’t have to.

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anway… HE SHAVED FOR KAREN. Frank Castle you are a slut.

i do love listmaking…

End of Watch

Pt. 5 in my Frank Castle: Cat Whisperer series 🫶🏻

Karen’s in the kitchen, making one of Frank’s favorite meals for no reason other than she wants to.

Six pounds of orange fluff is asleep on the sofa.

Music floats softly through the golden-hour-drenched apartment.

And Frank is at the kitchen table cleaning his Kimber Custom II.

He thinks he could get used to this.

His brain does a stutter step at the notion, and he waits for the panic to set in. But it doesn’t. He’s perfectly calm, and he realizes that he really could get used to this. Maybe he already has.

He smiles to himself and drops his attention back to the gun in his hand, disassembling it with practiced ease and laying the pieces on a towel Karen let him ruin weeks ago. Cleaning his weapons is as close to meditation as Frank usually gets, but he’s on autopilot now, more aware of the woman across the room than anything else.

As Frank works, he tracks the way her body moves while she stirs the sauce on the stove, the slight sway of her hips, the way her throat bobs when she sips her wine, the soft tone of her voice as she sings along with the Bon Iver songs Frank only knows because she plays them for him.

Karen pauses mid-stir to look over her shoulder at him and smiles. It’s bright and a little bashful, and the pink tinge creeping up her neck and into her cheeks makes him feel flush all of a sudden.

Fuck, he’ll never get over how goddamn beautiful she is.

ooo foggito

Put me in a room with Deborah Ann Woll and Jon Bernthal I need to know which one came up with the idea of Kastle having each other's phone number first

shout out to Frank Castle's tits. that's all.

not to be freaked out or anything but i fully know that if and when karen and frank ever do the deed frank would be so gentle with her like ugh can someone ao3 that or do i have to