Every night I ask myself "is it better to stay up and make sure something gets done, or bank on going to sleep early-ish and being more productive tomorrow" and then land on a worst of both worlds compromise.
Kastle have a CRAZY amount of non explicit love confessions. They're so embarrassingly incapable of hiding it. Incapable of being normal about each other ever.
It is genuinely embarrassing that they cannot contain themselves, at all. Like, absolutely zero control of removing the love from their faces. Mortifying behavior lolol
maybe this is just me idk
Now, ma'am, do you have anything for me or not? Maybe I just ought to go back and rot in my goddamn jail cell? Yeah. Yeah, I did some digging.
DAREDEVIL — 2.07 "Semper Fidelis"
daredevil + shitposts: born again edition
(pre-born again mattelektra and frankmatt edition)
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.
“it doesn’t matter what happened. it doesn’t change how i feel about you” ALRIGHT karen we GET it you’re in LOVE
Pausing my regular content to scream about this frame work.
The Accountant (2016) // The Accountant 2 (2025)
im not saying it was a perfect film BUT women talking's conversation around the importance of education for young boys, the importance of recognising they are not predestined to cruelty and violence, that they can be good if they're raised away from the toxicity of patriarchy PLUS the fact that the women are inconsistent in their decisions and trauma responses, and some of them are downright unlikeable without ever being the antagonist or villain, the scenes of joy and love between the women and children who've suffered unspeakably, the scenes of the younger boys and girls playing together, 'sometimes forgiveness can be confused with permission' ???? beautiful