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"I will come for you."
Frank threatening the bad guy and reassuring the woman he loves at the same time đ„°
karen: i found something you're not gonna like *shows matt a newspaper*
matt: ... well it sounds like a sheet of paper but i guess you're referring to whats on the sheet of paper
i haven't written in so long but i have this fic idea of matt x y/n which they went ice skating with foggy and karen so does anyone wanna write that or maybe someone already has? pls it would be so cute đ
matt & foggy: we've only known karen for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her we will kill everyone in this room and then ourselves.
Recently rewatched the whole Daredevil show twice and was reminded of how incredible it was. Got me inspired to draw something again.
Im gonna fucking kms
About to watch the first episode of DD:BA guys wish me luck!!!
The return of the Man Without Fear not only broke my heart, it signifies the end of my childhood. The bullet fired by Benjamin Pointdexter went straight through its victim and into the last bit of nostalgia I held for my younger years.Â
I was twelve years old in April of 2015. The concept of a streaming service was still new to me, and I expected the first Marvel/Netflix show to be reminiscent of a low-budget fan series. I was going through a lot at the time. My parents were getting divorced, my grandfather was sick with cancer, and my family was on the verge of being homeless. On April 10th, my father and I stayed at my grandadâs house. Grandad was at the hospital because his lung cancer had taken a turn for the worst, and I curled up on the worn couch as spring air filtered in from the open window and my Dad sat down with a grunt in the recliner. My Dad turned on the show and I was enthralled.Â
I had never seen a superhero show that felt so adult, so real, so slick, and complicated and heavy. I related to Matt Murdock, someone who always seemed to have some sort of obstacle ahead of him. I related to Mattâs boyhood counterpart who was concerned about his father making the rent payments on time. I related to being small, consumed with the big mysterious world that can change at any moment with various levels of stability. I liked that Matt Murdock kept going, no matter how bad things got.Â
Two days later, I was sitting in my bedroom late at night, watching the infamous episode âNelson V. Murdockâ on my Wii console, legs folded under me, chewing my nails as Charlie Cox and Elden Hensen cried on screen. I was still thinking about that episode the next morning as we drove to Grandadâs house. Later that day, the police called informing us that our house had been robbed. My TV and Wii console were both stolen along with all our other possessions. The drawers in my bedroom were pulled free and clothes were strewn about. Looking at my room, I felt naked. There were Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle decals on my walls and I wondered if the thieves looked at them when they came into my room. I wonder if they felt bad about stealing from a child and I knew they probably didnât. Two days after that, we were officially evicted.Â
In 2018, I was an angry teenager. My mother was getting remarried and I didnât like the guy. I didnât like that we were moving or that I wouldnât see my friends as much anymore, even though they didnât feel like my friends at the time. Most of them treated me like shit because we were all young and unhappy about something. I was suicidal but I didnât fully understand what I was feeling. I pretended to be happy all the time and that made it worse. The new season of Daredevil was the only good thing I had going on in my life. I coveted the episodes, watching one every other week, taking my time. When the series was canceled I was halfway through the season. I stopped watching it and I wouldnât finish it until 2024. I didnât want the story to be over. I didnât want to say goodbye to Matt, Karen, and Foggy, my only real friends.Â
Recently, Iâve been struggling with the concept of growing up. Iâm twenty-two years old and Iâm in a weird space where Iâm not a kid but I also donât feel like an adult. It feels like I stopped aging in 2020. I keep reminiscing, thinking to myself âThings used to be better,â even though I know that isnât true. Iâm in college, Iâm in therapy, Iâm on medication, and life is good. Yet, I canât seem to move on from periods of my life that have passed. I find myself dreaming about my childhood home and places I lived in my teens. Theyâre always altered, mashed together like some fucked-up Winchester mystery house.Â
For years I wanted Daredevil to return. The original series was the postmark of my adolescence. Matt, Foggy, and Karen did more for me during the worst parts of my life than most of my friends have. I wanted to see them again. It was so weird when I got my wish. Tuesday night, I assembled the best bar food I could find, spicy chicken wings, fries, mozzarella sticks, a big juicy burger, and three ice-cold bottles of Coors Light. I set my favorite Daredevil comics and Funko figurines around my television set and placed my fancy chair right in front of it. Seeing Matt, Foggy, and Karen together again was like a dream or a hallucination. And none of that compared to the shock of seeing Foggy gunned down in the street. Hand covering my mouth, food getting cold next to me, and my cousin crying on speakerphone, I watched one of my best friends bleed to death on screen.Â
Iâm a sensitive person and I tend to overthink. I like drawing connections, even if they donât make complete sense sometimes. In the aftermath of the Born Again pilot episode, sitting on my chair and staring at the ceiling, I realized something: I can finally move on. In some odd, fucked up way, seeing my three favorite comfort characters together again, and seeing one of them die, has given me a sense of closure on my childhood. No TV show was meant to last forever. Iâm glad the 2015 Daredevil series died a hero before it could become a villain, and Iâm glad the new series is taking a different route. Seeing a definitive end to the original series is permission for me to let go of my unhappy adolescent years and move on. Iâm grateful for that, and I know that Born Again is going to make me cry more in the future.Â
Tonight, I will drink to Nelson, Murdock, and Page and all theyâve done for a lonely kid.
Rick Stepp ([email protected])
Turned on my TV to watch these cuties be my fav trio again only to watch it all crumble in the first 10 minutes đ„Č
me with Frank Castle or Matt Murdock
Sketches of MCU actors I've done so far to improve my technical art skill đȘ»
Actor: Sebastian Stan - Character: Winter soilder/James 'Bucky' Barnes
Actor: Oscar Isaac - Characters: Moon Knight and Miguel O'Hara
Actor: Anthony Mackie - Character: Captain America/Sam Wilson
Actress: Deborah Ann Woll - Character: Karen Page
Karen Page likes to think of herself as a self-reliant person. Sheâs no expert fighter like Matt or Frank, but Karen can take care of herself. Hell, she murdered her kidnapper. Seven shots. Seven slugs in the chest. She has a gun license and a piece of her own now, but the weight still feels like Wesleyâs gun in her hands. Karen marches herself to gun range once a week to practice, Frank sometimes showing up to offer tips. Sheâs improved a lot, and she was pretty damn good in the first place. Growing up in a small town will do that, scrounging entertainment from Dadâs gun and soda cans.
Being decent with a gun doesnât do her much good in the courthouse.
gen fic
mistaken identity
road trip
fic written by someone who follows you : I Like To Listen To You Talk About Him / endlesstwanted / 3680 / T / Bucky Barnes x Rhodey x Sam Wilson
time travel
crossover fic
rec'd by a friend
pets
werewolf AU : This Is Not Gardening (You Can't Fool Me) / Faustess / 1611 / G / Clint Barton x Rhodey x Tony Stark
mythical creature AU
fic from your first fandom
historical AU
FREE SPACE
daring rescue
sports AU
Future AU : (Artificially) Bright Future [!Moodboard] / DarthBloodOrange (DepressingGreenie) / 100 + Moodboard / G / Steve Rogers x Tony Stark
long fic (>25,000 words)
fic with no comments yet
ghosts
angst : Evaluation /Â CNWrites / 3182 / G / Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton
fix-it fic : for a thousand more / lavenderlotion / 2094 / G / Erik Lehnsherr x Charles Xavier
remix fic pair
slow burn : Love You a Latte / Ruby_Casablanca / 7470 / T / Matt Murdock x Foggy Nelson, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Karen Page x Natasha Romanov
high school / college AU
new author (<1 year)
@ficreadingchallenge
Soooo... I might have forgotten to write down the end date, so I'll have to DNF this :C
I really like the idea of this, I just didn't really read much this summer (but i wrote a lot, so go read all my fics ;P)
I need a new season of The Punisher for more Kastle content, please you can see how much chemistry they have, they deserve a happy ending together
Matt whispering to Karen: Jail is no fun. Iâll tell you that much.
Karen: Oh, youâve been?
Matt in a serious manner: only once. In Monopoly.
I am bored out of my mind, so I just wanted to share a list of characters I write requests for:
Marvel
Frank castle
Billy Russo
Jessica Jones
Natasha Romanov
Karen Page
Amy Bendix
Supernatural
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Claire Novak
Actors/Actresses
Jensen Ackles
Kathryn Newton
Jon Bernthal
Charlie Hunnam
Tom Hardy
Deborah Ann Woll
Giorgia Whigham
Other characters ,rules ,etc.
I am in a ton of fandoms , the characters above are generally what I like to write about but if you want another character feel free to send in a request. I can't guarantee but maybe I will pick it up and write about them.đ
I don't really write smut, I would write fluff and maybe light suggestive smut scenes but nothing too heavy
Frank castle slightly x oc
word count: 2.1k
warnings : violence, other stuff, no smut I think there might be fluff
summary: Amy's adoptive sister and Frank only have one thing in common, and that's keeping Amy save. They don't get along really well.
Rose groaned as she sat up from the couch she`d been sleeping on, and was happy to see Frank hadn`t come back yet. She got up, quietly as not to wake Amy who was peacefully sleeping on the only bed the trailer had.
She made herself a cup of hot brew and ate this protein bar that was laying on the counter.
Then changed into her workout clothes and did some pushups, and pullups at the doorframe leading to the kitchen, all while trying not to be too loud.
As she was doing a set off pull ups she heard Franks voice from the outside, announcing his arrival.
She opened the door and told him to keep quiet , because of Amy , ignoring the fact that he was covered in blood beneath his jacket yet again. Frank let out a grunt as answer and made his way to the bathroom,
to probably tend to his wounds. Meanwhile Rose started doing her last set of push ups, while listening to the frustrated sounds Frank made.
She decided to ask if he needed help, so she went to the bathroom door and knocked :"You sound like you could use some help, I know we`re not exactly besties but yea I just want you to know Im here if you need help."
She waited a few seconds, Frank had gone totally silent since she had spoken. She was about go when the door to the bathroom opened. As she stepped inside she could see that Frank had taken off his shirt and was apparently trying to stitch up a nasty cut at his lower back.
She immediately reached for the wet cloth that was laying on the counter and the rubbing alcohol, and started cleaning his wound with it.
"How the fuck does that happen?" She asked while preparing to stitch the cut. "Didn`t wear my vest
and one of those fuckers jumped at me from behind." He flinched as she started stitching.
"He wouldn`t have gotten the jump at you if I had been there to back you up Castle." At that he visibly tensed "Yea right what would you have done? Shot him?
killed a man?" Now Rose was pissed too, at his total disregard of her abilities "You`re damn right I would have shot him, and you fucking know it, you know I`m a goddamn good sniper." He flinched as she angrily forced the needle to
go in. After a moment he said" Yea you keep tellin yourself that, and maybe it`s gonna happen, but I ain`t seen you shoot any weapon before kid." Rose kept her composure and responded passive aggressively
"Yea because you don`t just go off shooting at random things, and you just don`t want any help because you hope that you get killed right? So you can finally die, well let me tell you something Castle, I don`t like you I don`t give a shit
if you die or not, but if you do. And I hate to admit it , there won`t be anyone able to protect Amy like you do from whatâs commin, so if you really care about her Castle, I suggest you stay alive. And don`t you ever call me Kid again."
At that he didnât respond, she silently finished his stitching and put some bandages around his wound. Then she wordlessly cleaned and took care of all the minor injuries he wouldn`t been able to reach and left.
Well that was one nice conversation she thought as she took her bag and exited the trailer.
Frank still just sat there, thinking about what she had said, it had really gotten to him. The fact that she knew that he didnât care whether he died or lived. But he forgot to tell her that he didnât want her to die too, he didnât want anyone else to get caught up in this mess, and as far as they knew there was no one looking for her, yet. He suddenly heard the door being shut and got out to find Rose was gone. âDamn it .â He uttered.
Rose was determined to get the guys that were after Amy, and so she did something she promised herself to never do again, but it was Amy , so she had to.
Later that day Rose returned , with a large sport bag contents unknown. She strode inside like on a mission and placed it on the table , ignoring Franks questions as to where shed been and what she had been doing.
She wordlessly opened the duffle and pulled out a long black box.
A weapons case, frank recognized.
âHey what are you two up to?â Amy asked walking up to them from behind. âAmy I donât want you to see this, could you please wait in the back?â Rose inquired.
âLike hell I am, I am sick of being shut out, and treated like a kid from the both of you. I am staying.â
âFine, but donât touch anything, you too castle!â Rose spoke with an annoyed undertone, as she opened the case, and revealed its contents a black Barrett M82.
âWhere the hell did you get this?â Frank furiously inquired. âI took it with me when I left the army.â She answered calmly to release the tension. âRight , you have been deployed, youâre what 20 ? With a criminal background , when would that have happened?â
Rose let out an annoyed sigh at his disbelief and explained: â I`m twenty one actually, I went to the army when I was eighteen , stayed till I was like nineteen and a half , I was a natural as sniper, was deployed for a few unimprtant missions, then they wanted to use me and a few other recruits as hitmen, I knew with what I knew they wouldnât let me live if I refused their offer, so I took my shit and went AWOL. I had to disappear , after that I had to keep over water somehow, and so I did some jobs where I could put my special skills to use. It was extremely violent, and after a while I realized that I couldnât keep doing it anymore all the things I did were just so wrong. So I searched myself a new kind of job, promising myself to never bring up my past again. I found these guys that were giving out jobs where you had to con people and it was pretty well paid thatâs when I met Amy. That was about a year and a half ago.â
Amy had just been silently listening and suddenly uttered â I thought you trusted me , and that we tell each other everything, and now I hear that you were a hitman , a mercenary?! So you lied to me about your past, and thatâs how you were able to shoot a gun and beat up those guys that were after us once. Its like I donât even know you anymore.â
Frank just silently watched, though it looked like he was contemplating something in his head.
â Amy , you know I love you, you are like a sister to me, and I didnât want you to know about this because its dangerous, there are still people looking for me and its dangerous for everyone who knows about this. And I tried to leave that part of my life behind, so I decided to never tell anyone , till now.â
âYea its too dangerous, thatâs what everyone keeps telling me , you know what you two , deserve each other, both keeping secrets and telling everyone its for their best ,but you-â she was pointing at Rose âand especially you ââ now she pointed at Frank â Are just psychopaths who like to find excuses for the awful things that you do.â With that Amy took her stuff, and went to exit the trailer. âWow where do you think you are going.â Frank suddenly inquired. â Donât even try to stop me , I am staying with Curtis, I am so sick of you too, but hey maybe you two can go on a murder spree together now. Thatâs what you do right?!â With a loud thud the door was slammed shut and Amy gone.
Rose wanted to go run after Amy, but Frank grabbed her arm and held her back âDonât , sheâs save with Curt , and you and me have to talk anyway.â Rose wriggled out of his hold and countered :â Oh we have nothing to talk about, the only thing we had in common , just left, I donât owe you anything!â
She made her way to the table and started packing her stuff. Frank in the meantime phoned Curtis, about Amy.
Curtis told him that Amy had already called him and asked if she could stay with him, and that he was on his way to pick her up.
Now he turned to Rose, he watched her furiously trying to fit all her belongings in one small duffle, he would have never thought that she was ex military, but he had never seen her fight before too, except for when they first met ,she had pointed a gun at him and they had almost killed each other if it hadnât been for Amy stepping in.
âI just talked to Curt , he is picking her up , sheâs save now, you donât need to worry about her kid.â Rose ignored him, but stopped packing and sat down burying her head in her hands.
She had realized that she wasnât mad at Amy, or Frank, she was mad at herself, for burying up her past.
âLook just give her some time, she`ll come around sooner or later, you were just trying to protect her she`ll see that.â Frank spoke sitting down on the other end of the couch. Rose didnât look up but mumbled :âI donât think so, she hates me now, I messed it up again, sheâs the only one I care about and now she hates me too. I should have never lied to her , I mean how could I keep this from her ?â Now it sounded like she was crying. âLook , kid. I â . I knew when I was deployed I signed up for this shady operation that wasnât the normal kind of mission, hell I knew that this might affect me later in my life. That it might have some consequences when I`d come home. Even endanger my family. But I ignored those thoughts , I ignored all reason because I liked it, I always loved it. War all that shit. My wife knew , she told me herself that it was ok , that she loved me anyway.
But in the back of my head I knew , I always knew that I was and undoubtably am the reason they died. I had a choice, I could have signed out, lived a happy life, but I didnât. What I wanna say is , you had the chance to get out, and you did, you are a good person Rose , and I donât believe that Amy hates you for one second.â
Rose sighed âYea , but I am just as bad, when I fled I could have gone under, really disappeared , but I didnât I searched the fight I took jobs that were just as bad as the one they had offered me in the army. Back then I beat up guys just for the fun of it sometimes. I decided that I wanted to fight , and it didnât matter if it was in the army , as private security, or something else. When I fled I noticed it that itch , the need for violence. Till I finally realized that it had to stop, that I had to stop.â She looked at him and when Frank didnât answer she continued :â And keeping it from Amy was wrong, I should have told her who I really am, what I had done, but I just wanted to feel normal. But regardless of what I did , I never killed anyone. I beat them up, tortured even but I never killed, I didnât want to go that far.â
Frank now regarded her and said:â YouÂŽre better than me kid, you havenât crossed that line you still have a chance at normal. You were right trying to keep the past in the past and when this is over, you should take Amy and go start a new life, get a chance at normal.â
Rose regarded him for a moment before getting up and grabbing her bag âThanks Castle, for keeping Amy save, and for the advice. IÂŽm gonna go now, call me when Amy comes back.â She said laying a burner phone down next to him, before walking to the door.
âCastle you are probably the only one thatâs able to give her the protection she needs, now , but I want you to know that when sheâs save you donât send her to me, my life never was normal and never will be. And donÂŽt take this personally, but I hope weÂŽll never meet again.â
-And with that she left.
Authors Note: I hope this makes any sense at all
i wonder how Karen felt hearing that Matt had been shot by bullseye, just like Foggy was⊠đ«„
they had to move her away to san francisco or the show wouldâve been over in 30 minutes
The most unrealistic part of this show is the idea that Fisk could declare his mayoral candidacy while Karen Page was in the city and she wouldnât immediately hunt him for sport