#kastleradioweek

[itsybitsylemonsqueezy]

TAKE ME BACK TO THE NIGHT WE MET

Lord Huron - “The Night We Met”

(I know this is late for #KastleRadioWeek but it only JUST occurred to me so... here it is anyway. I’m more of a writer than a graphic artist, but I tried ^^; I’m sure many could do better and are fyi welcome to! As I think this is a pretty neat idea myself ^^; And I know those aren’t, strictly, the lyrics, but I thought it looked prettier with the strict parallel structure so that’s what I went with. Thanks!)

[clonecaptains]

#kastleradio - sex and candy by maroon 5 (marcy playground cover)

Hangin' 'round downtown by myself And I've had too much caffeine and I was thinkin' 'bout myself And there she was

[edourado]

Lists

My humble entry for #kastleradio week. I plan on writting a big, steamier piece, but this has been sitting around in my brain for a while, I thought this was a good week to write it down and post it. 

I cannot resist the “Frank takes care of Karen” trope. Won’t even try. 

This was inspired by the song “Gravity”, by Sarah Bareilles. 

I hope you enjoy. 

Much love.

An explosion. A fucking explosion.

He knew Karen was careless - despite her many claims otherwise - but to be caught in an explosion was a little too much.

Still, she kept insisting she was fine.

He climbed through her window not twenty minutes after finding out what happened - and not really thinking about how quickly he would drop everything at the mention of her name - and found her in bed.

Frank masked the sigh of relief that left him with an irritated scoff.

“You're something else, did you know that?” he told her, closing her window and walking towards her. At least she had the decency of looking sheepish. “Let me see”, he asked, sitting by the edge of her bed after shedding his coat and his vest.

She had bruises and cuts and scrapes on her face, her neck, her shoulder, her arms, her legs. When he pressed, she told him a heavy chunk of metal flew right at her ribs, and she was having some trouble standing straight. Nothing was broken, though.

“Have you been to a doctor?”

“Yes, Frank, of course I have.”

“And you're taking time off work.”

She nodded.

“I'm gonna kill Red”, he said, suddenly incredibly irritated, shocked, even, that he wasn't informed about her, he spent almost 24 hours not knowing, not even imagining she was caught up in the explosion that almost made Max bark out of his skin.

“I asked him not to tell you”, she confessed.

“Why in the name of fuck-”

“Because I knew you were gonna fuss!”

He fixed her with a hard look, and he was impressed. Most soldiers under him couldn’t sustain that. Karen Page did.

“I don't fuss, ma’am. And that was a stupid ass thing to do.”

She looked at him.

“Which thing?”

“The list is long”, he said, covering her back up. “Do you need anything?”

“Frank, I told you, I'm-”

“Just tell me if you need anything, you stubborn woman”, he breathed out, getting up from her bed. He felt too dirty and her linens looked too clean.

“Well”, she said after a second. “Now that you asked, I could eat.”

He put his cap on and left, her dinner order memorized. When he came back, this time entering through the front door, he had a duffle bag on his shoulder.

“Are you moving in?” She asked, trying to sit up.

“For a while, yes I am.”

They were passed the stage where he refused to occupy her space. Her old couch had the imprint of his back on it, until she got rid of it and got a new one, more comfortable. He didn't sleep there as often as he liked (also another thing he was past doing: telling himself he didn't like crashing at her place), but it had happened.

“I already have a nurse, you know”, she said and he looked her way while dropping the bag on the chair by the window. She was mostly teasing, that small smile that could tear down walls appearing.

He liked to think that that was his smile. A strange unpleasant feeling surged inside him when he imagined her smiling like that at someone else.

“Where’s Max?” she asked.

“Red has him.”

She laughed weakly.

“I’d like to see Matt taking care of a dog.”

Frank shed his coat again, and placed the bag with her food on her bedside table, walking to the kitchen to get a tray.

When he came back, she was moving about the bed a bit, and he rushed to help.

"I can do it, I can do it, it's OK”, she said when he reached for her.

With the skeptical look, Frank let her try and sit up by herself, but she hissed and screwed her eyes shut.

“Ow, ow, ow, shit”, she exclaimed under her breath and took the hand he offered.

“Cracked ribs, ma’am. They're a bitch.”

When he was done placing pillows behind her back and under her elbows and making sure she was not feeling pain, he placed the tray and the food in front of her.

They ate together, she in bed and him sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, listening as she told him about being caught in the explosion of the office of a gangster.

“And why the hell were you interviewing a gangster?” He asked after swallowing his forkful of food.

“He was looking to take the place vacated by Cornell Stokes. Someone has to expose his true colors. It was a good story.”

He clicked his tongue disapprovingly and ate another bite, watching as she took the fork to her mouth slowly.

“Well, now he’s dead.”

When they were done eating, he asked if she wanted coffee, and she shook her head.

"Tea.”

"Ok”, he whispered, taking the tray and the dishes to the kitchen. “Ok if I take a shower?” He asked when he came back with the steaming mug, placing it on her bedside table.

She smiled.

“If you're going to live here, I hope showers are a regular thing", she said, teasing again. "Do you mind if I brush my teeth first?"

Frank helped her up, mindful of her scrapes and her bruises, a hand supporting her ribs while she took slow, measured steps towards the bathroom, her right hand tight around his.

She was wearing a big shirt and small pajama shorts, and a small part of his brain registered that he liked that she was so comfortable around him, not even feeling the need to wrap a robe around herself.

Frank took his shower after she took her painkillers and was sipping on tea, assuring him she would be able to lie back down by herself.

When he exited the bathroom, he felt refreshed, wearing sweatpants and a clean shirt. Karen was lying down, but he still adjusted the pillows against her.

"Hey", she called when he moved to go to the living room and settle for the night. "You don't have to take the couch… If you don't want to", she said, voice soft.

He looked at her for a second, considering, trying to convince himself not to.

"I promise I won't kick you”, she said in a whisper, blinking slowly.

There were several reasons for him to take the vacant spot by her side. She might need to get up during the night, he might need to get her a glass of water, she might feel some pain, he should keep an eye on her ribs, her mattress would be better for his back than the couch, she might feel safer with him there, they were both adults in the 21st century.   

All those things were true. The one thing that made him say “Ok” and settle by her, watching as she turned on her side, facing him, and watch her face until she fell asleep was not on that list.

[uhthor]

i guess that’s love i can’t pretend

[w00wzerz]

Desires Kastle FF *(explicit content)*

“Frank,” she exhales through a gasp. Her teeth clenching for dear life onto her bottom lip with each rhythmic thrust.

Just what the hell have you done to me?

Her mind in flutters.

He moans from the deepening fingertips digging further into his flesh.

“Don’t stop,” she mutters through gritted teeth. Wrapping her long legs around his waist.

He accepts her request nodding silently in return, melting as he arrives to the very depths of his yearning pleasures.

{Song: Melt Away by Mariah Carey}

{90s Bop} #KastleRadioWeek 😉

[ao3feed-daredevil]

time is a little unclear

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2vHgkd0

by PurpleLex

[drabble for #kastleradioweek]

They’re a flash of white her eyes are drawn to as soon as her fingers find the light switch.

Dusk falls outside but here she stands, too restless to seek sanctuary anywhere else beyond the Bulletin and the work she’s put off for a week too long. Ellison was more than happy to give her an assignment, task one of his best back on a piece, all with a comment that she’d find her office exactly as she’d left it.

He was wrong.

Words: 2462, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Punisher (TV 2017), The Defenders (Marvel TV), Daredevil (TV), Jessica Jones (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Karen Page, Patricia Walker (Marvel), Foggy Nelson, Frank Castle, Mitchell Ellison

Relationships: Frank Castle/Karen Page, Frank Castle & Karen Page

Additional Tags: Matt Murdock (mentioned) - Freeform, Marci Stahl (mentioned) - Freeform, Danny Rand (mentioned) - Freeform, Post-Episode: s01e08 The Defenders, Hurt/Comfort, Moving On, flower symbolism, this is all platonic, Ambiguous/Open Ending, POV Karen Page

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2vHgkd0

[allmyfuckingobsessions]

The reasons I can’t have you, are so easy to fix I didn’t really plan to, but I’mma do it for this. The reasons I can’t have you, isn’t so complicated Baby If you let me I won’t hesitate.

All I know by The Weeknd (feat. Future)

[itsybitsylemonsqueezy]

So, I was very excited to do a playlist for #KastleRadioWeek and then The Defenders happened and... well That Happened. And I kinda wanted to adjust my playlist for a post-Defenders setting, but... fuck if I know what EXACTLY that would sound like : ||| (Granted, after The Punisher airs THEN I’ll sure have new songs to add. But we’ll err on waiting for that.)

So instead, have the meager playlist I already put together with my bad job of photoshop up there ^^; Cheers!

[Full Playlist]

Imagine Dragons - “Believer” (cover) Pain! You make me a, you make me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up believer, believer Pain... Let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain! My life, my love, my drive; they came from Pain! You make me a, you make me a believer, believer!

Switchfoot - “This Is Your Life” This is your life! Are you who you want to be? This is your life! Are you who you want to be? This is your life! Is it everything you dreamed that it would be? When the world was younger, And you had everything to lose

Joy Williams - “Before I Sleep” Oh, carry my body across the frozen ground, While the moon burns bright and the fire fades out... I’ve got miles and miles to go, before I sleep, Before I can feel anything, before I’m free, I’ve got miles and miles to go before I sleep...

The Civil Wars - “Poison & Wine” You only know what I want you to, - I know everything you don’t want me to, Your mouth is poison; your mouth is wine, - You think your dreams are the same as mine, Oh, I don’t love you, but I always will I don’t love you, but I always will

Frightened Rabbit - “Get Out” Get out of my heart! (She won't, she won't) Get out of my heart! (She won't, she won't) I saw a glimmer in the dark, And now, I know, She won't get out of my heart! (She won't)

Joseph - “White Flag” I’ll be an army; no, you’re not going to stop me getting through! I’ll sing a marching song and stomp through the halls louder than you! I could surrender, but I’d Just be pretending, no, I’d Rather be dead than live a lie; Burn the white flag! Burn the white flag!

Florence + the Machine - “Hospital Beds” I got one friend laying across from me! I did not choose him; he did not choose me, We’ve got no chance of recovery! Laying in hospital, joy and misery, joy and misery

[allmyfuckingobsessions]

Beautiful People, Beautiful Problems by Lana Del Rey (feat. Stevie Nicks)