fuck guys kastle is so hard to beat
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fuck guys kastle is so hard to beat
At first I was annoyed Karen was like "you hear mine [heartbeat] when I saw you?" and felt like it was downplaying the Kastle.
Upon a dozen rewatches (when I should definitely be asleep...) I have changed my opinion. The more I watch the more it feels like Karen trying to throw Matt off the scent of her feelings for Frank.
i need a fat blunt and the city of dallas to explode
sorry matt- 😬😅😩😮
(currently being held back mattheo as i desperately crawl towards rafe)
@taleswritten || starter calls || for matt
“ — I’m sorry.”
It’s the fourth apology in the last half hour, uttered while she tries to think of literally anything else to say. Nothing else seemed adequate, really. He had to be uncomfortable, sunken into the empty tub, with Liv huddled into his lap like a startled rabbit.
It was just that an apology somehow felt easier than an explanation. Because she didn’t know how to explain any of it. That she’d felt almost normal, lately. That for a few fleeting days she’d been able to forget the world was dark and full of ghosts. She didn’t have any control over it — her abilities. Some days were just better. And then suddenly they were worse — grey, and blood soaked, and frigid.
It felt safer at his place, at least. Even more so once she’d dragged him into the tub and curled herself into his chest. Small spaces, four walls — easy to keep under control. She does her best not to spiral, picking at a scab on her palm until it’s red with blood again - she uses it to trace bloody sigils onto porcelain. That would keep anything out, at least. She was sure of that. She knew her sigils.
“You don’t have to stay in here with me…” She heaves a sigh, head finding his chest as she does her best to temper her shaking. A kiss is just as quickly placed to his collar bone. “I promise I’m fine.”
Dream—Matt Wagner
Any time I watch death note I have to skip over Matt's scene
Nick, Hanger and Kenny having bright color/blue eyes and can see better than people with brown eyes (and can see right thru your soul)