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moving frank over to my multimuse!

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moving frank over to my multimuse!

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small boost for a low-activity frank castle rp blog! i’m not around much and i mostly interact through asks/memes etc, but i’m open to all fandoms, ocs etc and will love you forever if you send things, even unprompted. 18+ only though please!

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You got to take him and actually hold him in your arms and it don’t make no difference what color he is or what he smells like or even if he don’t want to be held. And the reason you won’t do it is because he don’t deserve it. And about that there ain’t no argument. He don’t deserve it. (He leans forward, slow and deliberate.) You won’t do it because it ain’t just. Ain’t that so?

Cormac McCarthy, Sunset Limited (via awellreadwoman)

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@ramshacklemuses (from here)

Frank had debated with himself for a good half hour that morning- should he see her, should he hold off, was a Valentine's Day visit too much, etc. He almost hadn't shown up at all. Almost. But there, wandering along at Karen's side, eyes darting up now and then to look for threats in the dark, Frank knew he'd made the right choice. He'd been quiet, for the most part. Liked that it wasn't a problem, that they didn't feel the need to fill the silence with noise. Liked that neither of them had mentioned what day it was but both were hyper-aware of it: Frank felt that awareness in every pause in Karen's speech, every half-sighing chuckle he made in return. 

The dark drew in close as they walked, bringing the cold with it. Frank wanted to tell her, yeah, I'm having a nice time. He conveyed it with a look, instead- soft-eyed, looking sideways at her like a schoolboy with a crush, corner of his mouth quirking up into a slanted smile too fond to be secretive. He thought about really answering--about verbal expression and how inadequate his would feel--and both of them stopped walking almost at the same moment. 

Karen's hands were on his jaw, fingers splayed up over rough cheeks that warmed immediately under the touch. Frank didn't look startled, did not even feel it, and when her mouth met his and cold lips pressed to his hotter ones he could not find anything in his heart but sheer, dizzying delight. 

Frank had barely managed to reciprocate, frozen in that moment of joy, of gratitude, of affection--and when Karen dropped from her tiptoes the first thing he did was take gentle hold of her forearms to keep her hands up near his face. He was grinning, and trying not to. "Hey, hey," he said, like shushing an animal--maybe himself more than her. He drew in close, almost pressed their foreheads together, the pupils of his eyes huge and black and alive. Two hands and don't let go. "You run that by me again. Please."

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rp partner: so idk how u feel about really dark threads and violence and gore and stuff but–

me, putting my finger against their lips: i’m in

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I love that we wrote 109220857 fic about Frank showing up dangerously at Karen’s window/fire-escape in the middle of the night to be unobtrusive….and then TP writers one-upped us with Homeless!Frank coming to her innocently and elaborately on the street because he was afraid of startling her and getting shot.

Deadass never getting over this tbh.

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i can’t wait

wanna watch punisher tv series so bad

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HEY i’m genuinely not inactive, i just don’t have internet at home at the moment so i can’t be online much, rip.

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Do you remember a man named Frank Castle?                                                          No. Should I?

indie multimuse featuring an au amnesiac!maria castle from marvel’s the punisher series written by kt

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these two fight like an old married couple and I LOVE IT

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Thank you for the coffee.

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Doki Doki Literature Club Sentence Starters- Act I, Day I

“I overslept again!”

“Well, if people stare at you for acting weird then I don’t want them to think we’re a couple or something.”

“I guess you don’t have it in you to be mean even if you want to~”

I’m sure it’s possible that I did, in one of our many conversations where I dismissively go along with whatever she’s going on about.

“Your happiness is really important to me, you know!”

“You trust me, right?”

“Will you at least promise me you’ll try a little?”

“Honestly, you’re even worse than me sometimes…  I’m impressed!”

“Why do you care so much, anyway?”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep!”

“Seriously?  You brought a boy?  Way to kill the atmosphere.”

“If you want to say something, say it.”

“You can just ignore her when she gets moody~”

“I had no idea you were so good at baking, [ insert character name here ]!”

“W-Why are you thanking me?  It’s not like I…!”

“After all, doesn’t a hot cup of tea help you enjoy a good book?”

“That’s okay!  Don’t be embarrassed!”

“It feels like nothing but arguing about the budget and publicity and how to prepare for events…”

“I’d much rather take something I personally enjoy and make something special out of it.”

“You have to work hard to convince people that you’re both fun and worthwhile.”

“So, [ insert character name here ], what kind of things do you like to read?”

“But you know, I like a lot of things.”

“Anyway, I’ve been reading a lot of horror lately…”

“Surreal horror is often very successful at changing the way you look at the world, if only for a brief moment.”

“Ugh.  I hate horror…”

“What gives you that idea?”

“Don’t say it out loud!  And give that back!”

“I’m not cute!”

“Why do you care?”

“Why don’t you share them sometime?”

“The truest form of writing is writing to oneself.”

“I have an idea, everyone~”

“That way, everyone is even!”

“Hold on…there’s still one problem.”

“Eh?  What’s that?”

How am I supposed to make a clear-headed decision when it’s like this?

“You really did scare me for a moment…”

“Okay, everyone!”

“[ insert character’s name here ], I look forward to seeing how you express yourself.”

I already feel the anxiety welling up inside me.

“Hey, [ insert character’s name here ], since we’re already here, do you want to walk home together?”

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“People don’t understand the word ruthless. They think it means ‘mean.’ It’s not about being mean. It’s about seeing the bright, clear line that leads from A to B. The line that goes from motive to means. Beginning to end. It’s about seeing that bright, clear line and not caring about anything but the beautiful fact that you can see the solution. Not caring about anything else but the perfection of it.”

- Marco, Book #30: The Reunion, pg. 71 (by K.A. Applegate)

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daredevil 2.10 // the punisher 1.10 

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Fantastic Mr. Fox starter sentences

176 starters feel free to change gender pronouns ‘read-more’ added for length content warning: alcohol mention, violence

“What’d the doctor say?”

“Should we take the shortcut or the scenic route?”

“Should we go through the hole under the horse fence or climb the rail over the bridle path?”

“What’s wrong? You’re acting all skittish.”

“By the way, you look unbelievably beautiful tonight. You’re practically glowing. Maybe it’s the light.”

“No, get away from there.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“If we’re still alive tomorrow morning, I want you to find another line of work.”

“Does anybody ever actually read my column? Do your friends talk about it?”

“I’m sick.”

“You’re not sick.”

“I have a temperature.”

“You don’t have a temperature.”

“I don’t wanna go.”

“Hurry up. You’re gonna be late.”

“I love the way you handled that.”

“I don’t wanna live in a hole anymore. It makes me feel poor.”

“We are poor, but we’re happy.”

“What are you wearing? Why a cape with the pants tucked into your socks?”

“Eh. I guess he’s just… different.”

“May I ask what you do for a living, _____?”

“In summation, I think you just gotta not do it, man. That’s all.”

“I understand what you’re saying, and your comments are valuable, but I’m gonna ignore your advice.”

“Are you cussing with me?”

“Don’t try to be a superman here.”

“Do you think I’m an athlete?”

“Well, you know, I think I’m an athlete, and sometimes I feel like you guys don’t see me that way.”

“What’s the subtext here?”

“How long is _____ supposed to stay with us?”

“Double pneumonia isn’t really that big of a deal, is it?”

“Who am I, _____?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it sounds illegal.”

“Here, put this bandit hat on.”

“There’s a lot of attitudes going on around here. Don’t let me get one.”

“Oh, you gonna pout about it? ‘Cause I’ve had it up to here with the sad houseguest routine.”

“I used to do this professionally, and I was very successful at it. I had to get out of it for personal reasons, but I’ve decided to do one last big job on the sly.”

“This is actually kind of a big deal, so don’t just say “Okay!””

“Never look a beagle directly in the eye.”

“Beagle’s aren’t so tough.”

“Listen, I’m not gonna justify this. You just pay attention and stop interrupting me.”

“Are you listening to me? I look into your eyes, and I can’t tell if you’re getting anything that I’m saying.”

“Why is your cousin such a wet sandwich?”

“Are you a bully? You’re starting to sound like a bully.”

“That’s… You just destroyed the whole experiment.”

“You’re supposed to be my lap partner.”

“You’re disloyal.”

“What the cuss? Where did this giant fence come from?”

“Well, I just hope it doesn’t mean thunder, ‘cause I have a phobia of that.”

“The master plan is working again.”

“Why don’t we run that way? There’s no obstacles.”

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