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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@qqueenwithoutacrown
our story, love's glory; oh, how divine
This time, they don't have to read between the lines. She spells it out for them, plain and simple, black ink on white paper, avoiding any misunderstanding.
Even in death, Karen Page lets Hell's Kitchen know she loves Frank Castle.
(johnnyswiminthekastle week - day 7: free choice)
(Warning: Major Character Death)
>>>ao3
feel it when my heart beats
When he says, "You're still all heart, huh," Karen needs to look away for just a moment, because it hits just a little too close to home for comfort.
(johnnyswiminthekastle week - day 6: heart beats)
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ain't never been a saviour, a wounded soul like me
Frank broke his ankle in the most boring way possible - helping David clean his rain gutter. Yeah, really. It was almost too much a cliché to be true.
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It took six weeks and a stupid cast to heal a broken ankle. It took a whole lot more to mend whatever else needed fixing inside him. Broken minds were far more fickle.
(johnnyswiminthekastle week - day 2: falling for me)
>>>ao3
keep the memories keep your distance
"I was so relieved when you told me you weren't there for me. That - that night in the hospital. I thought it was over, I was done."
(johnnyswiminthekastle week - day 1: over)
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{Loss like the sharp edges of a knife} by @fandammit
“Is she a friend?”
He shrugs, though it’s a stiff movement. He knows he should just say yes, because it’s not untrue, because it’s the easiest way to explain what Karen is to him. But it also feels wrong, because friend seems like such an easy word to hold the complicated swirl of emotion he feels when he thinks about Karen. It’s both too much and too little to describe what she is to him – a person who has been ally and advocate and antagonist all rolled into one, whose name has been both an invocation and affliction, whose memory sets off a warning light behind his eyes and a low, steady burn of longing across his veins.
just this once? no, no, no, red… that’s now how it works.
#is#this#not#what#happened
i think you and i both know he saved lives today.
Cool your rage
it’s breaking your bones
We’re two old souls
just trying to get home
rough night frank/karen, 1173 words. karen gets caught in a thunderstorm on her way home from work, and doesn’t count on frank being there when she gets back.
this ficlet was inspired by a combination of some one-word prompts (thunderstorm, breeze, tiptoe, summer) and two others, “something involving a bath” and “a little fic where Karen’s being a tease and Frank’s reaction to it?? like, he gets really blushy and stuff…..” (thank you to @sarma @castielscamander @corvxds and two anons for the prompts!)
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AESTHETICS MEME » frank castle & karen page
Sarah’s my wife. Sarah’s my family. I’m only going to say this once alright: so is Karen. If anything happens to her I’ll- please. (for anonymous)
Title The Luxury of Time Pairing Frank Castle/Karen Page Author glycerineclown Rating Explicit (masturbation, vaginal sex, a serious cumshot) Word Count 6274
They’ve never done this, never just hung out before, with no real objective. They’ve only ever had anticipation and trauma—the keys to any good crush, if she remembers high school correctly. And sure, she’d like to have sex with him, but if Frank’s not ready or isn’t interested, she won’t be destroyed. Or, she’d like to believe she won’t be.
They’re two single adults spending a weekend together. That could be a just-friends thing. It could. Maybe they’ll find out that they have nothing to talk about, but she knows that’s not true.
Author’s Note: This is a fic about how frustrating it is that in his prime, Frank Castle is definitely capable of having crazy movie sex but he’s so horribly injured. If you were wondering why there has not been a broad range of sexual positions in my previous work, well. This is my gift to you. And to me.
read it here at ao3!
you’re still all heart, huh?
