“ You have everything. So hold on to it. Use two hands and never let go. You got it? ”
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absolutely obsessed with the dynamic between Matt and Frank it's gotta be one of my favorite character dynamics of all time. Frank kills people as a hobby and Matt has never killed in his life. they can't have a conversation without cursing each other out. they trust each other enough to hold one another as they jump off a building. they physically fight more often than not. Frank has seen Matt's bare ass. they're both in love with the same woman who respects herself too much to hook up with either one of them. Matt is a Catholic who believes every soul can be saved except for his own and Frank doesn't think either of theirs needs to be. can anybody hear me is this thing on
𝔰𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔫
you asked me for a favor. i did it.
Here for one ship. The greatest slow burn of the mcu.
If you ship kastle, please like. Looking for moots
“DO YOU TALK TO FRANK A LOT?" THE CHUCKLES? SHE ACTUALLY CALLED FRANK? KAREN HAS HIS NUMBER? "I HEARD YOUR HEARTBEATS AT HIS PLACE?" KAREN SAYING IT WASN'T FAIR LIKE SHE WAS CAUGHT HAVING FEELINGS FOR FRANK? AND THEN KAREN WANTED TO KNOW FRANK'S FEELINGS FOR HER? "DID YOU HEAR HIS HEART TOO?" WHY DO YOU WANNA KNOW KAREN? AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE HAD HIS NUMBER AND CALLED HIM TO HELP MATT BC SHE TRUSTED IN HIM? SHE HAS HIS NUMBER EXCUSE ME?????????
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.
someone draw this as gyatso and aang im begging you pleaseeee
Cannot FUCKING stand when my loose leaf tea says to add tea in tablespoons instead of teaspoons. I'm sorry, bitch. Am I making tea or am I making a table. Let me double fucking check.
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
I loved that one scene where Karen is patching up Matt in the foreground, but it's Castle in the background the camera is focused on. Because he's eavesdropping. He's been wondering the same thing--why did Karen call him? And then he decides to act macho, chewing pain killers and making out like getting shot doesn't hurt because he's damned if he'll look weaker than Murdock in front of her.
And of course Karen sees through it with a single look, leaving him stumbling over his words. There's too many that need to be said, a crushing wave that dams up at the back of his throat. Maybe over a cup of coffee he could let the words seep out. They could start with a cup, then another. Maybe dinner after that. Make up for lost time...