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good day to everyone except the first person who called frank/matt fratt instead of literally anything else
in your title emotional about vigilantes in love, who do you mean? :D
at the time i meant frank and matt from daredevil bc they’re in love and no one can tell me otherwise
Seriously?!?!????? Devilcastle is the fucking ship name?!?!?!???? Seriously guys?!?!??!!! You come up with shit like Stucky, Clintasha, Destiel, even fucking Johnlock is better than god damn Devilcastle?!!!!?!?!!! I don't even fucking ship it really come on guys put some fucking effort in jfc wtf?!? Ok ok ok just off the top of my fuckin head here we go Cadock. Fratt. Casock. Mastle. Fraredevil. Like fuck guys wth I've seen you talented bastards create god damn art for these gay motherfuckers do it again just one more time for me, for the children, for us
headcanon: frank is ticklish pass it on
100%!!!! omg like Matt nudges him by accident and he makes this adorable lil giggle and Matt makes tickling him his life mission from here on out
send me headcanons
ayo send me headcanons
I started Daredevil season 2 and as soon as Matt and Frank met I knew I was going to be in shipping hell.
Honestly I didn’t expect it but I am not in devilcastle Hell ™ and I am never coming out
THANK GOD SOMEONE ELSE IS IN MATT MURDOCK/FRANK CASTLE HELL WITH MEEEEEE YOUR POSTS WOUND ME SO I FUCKIN LOVE IT
GOOOOOOOOOOOD SHIT!
I want a scene where Matt is at the end of his rope. He’s on the warpath, he’s out for blood. Maybe it’s another Big Bad surrounded by his followers, but Matt doesn’t care. He rips through them like they’re made of paper until he finally comes face to face with the one he came for. The fight is bloody and brutal and Matt is tired - tired of of seeing people get hurt, of being hurt, tired of always being a step behind, tired of having to always walk the path of the righteous and getting nothing but shit for it.
Matt’s going to kill him. It’s a choice, and he’s made it. His enemy will never hurt anyone again, even if it damns him straight to hell. Matt raises his baton to strike the killing blow and -
He doesn’t hear the shot coming. So intent on his mission that he misses the telltale click of an assault rifle preparing to fire. For a moment there’s a blaze of pain, but it’s just a graze, a love tap at most. There’s another shot and the bullet finds its way into the Big Bad’s forehead.
“I told you, Red, there’s no coming back from killin’.” Frank says from an adjacent rooftop, already packing up his gun. “You leave that to me. Keep that Catholic soul intact while you still got one.”