#frank pls

[milligramspoison]

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[frnkiebby]

why does he feel the need to have his pants and underwear all the way off

more importantly why is he still wearing socks and shoes

bc this man will take any opportunity to have his whole ass out on display.

and i for one am not gonna tell him to stop~ 🎃

[medicbled]

❝ you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now. ❞ // frank @weaponid

of  course,  frank  would  show  up  like  this.  LIKE  A  THREAT,  like  a  memory  she  hadn’t  invited  but  couldn’t  forget.  gloria  doesn't  flinch,  she  never  does.  not  for  violence,  not  for  men  like  frank,  and  certainly  not  for  words  spat  like  warning  shots.  but  still,  there’s  a  shift  in  posture,  a  tension  strung  too  tightly  in  her  spine,  her  jaw  locked  up.  the  man  was  smart  enough,  at  least  reading  the  tone  far  from  idle  in  the  promise  of  action.  he  walked  off  with  a  bruised  ego  and  utterance  of  a  half-assed  apology  in  his  wake.  gloria  doesn't  watch  him  go;  her  eyes  are  on  frank.  ❛ fuck  sakes,  frank,  you  don't  get  to  do  that!  ❜

her  palm  is  firm,  flat  against  his  chest  and  pushing  back  on  the  immovable  force.  she'd  gotten  good  jabs  in  before,  but  there  was  no  need  to  cast  a  larger  spotlight  on  them.  and  she  presses  into  that  rage  humming  inside him,  steps  in  rhythm  and  away  from  prying  eyes  and  forming  bodies  around  the  commotion.  the  part  of  herself  that  still  aches  for  him  wrestles  with  the  anger  towards  that  feeling.  past  bone  and  marrow,  cutting  into  her  dna  and  whatever  the  empty  sky  deemed  sufficient  for  a  soul.  it  all  stirs  beneath  her  ribcage,  something  that  wants  to  remember  instead  of  survive  on  scraps.  ❛ you  can't  threaten  everyone  that  breathes  near  me,  you  don't  have  that  kind  of  privilege.  ❜

[breedabletwink69]

Ooga booga

[yeniika]

[standing-in-v-formation]

where is Frank, doesn’t he have a Dunes tour announcement to accidentally leak to us or something

[ainosgarden]

they are so cartoon shaped

[pro-rev-frankie]

thinking about frank being one of the first people gerard told that they were starting a band then mcr became his favorite band and he would end up joining said band 8 months later

[sharonccrter]

Friendship trope: Mentor and Mentee (Frank Langdon and Melissa King)

[les3005]

more frank iero cuz hes js all i want and more idk if i wanna be him or be with him

[frnkiebby]

i am feasting upon every single pixel in this frimage jesus fucking christ~🎃

[macdennisnation]

“the gang gets wes anderson”

(pt. 2, pt. 3, pt.4)

[wykonii]

Bullet

[fastboatsmojito]

tell me more about the sweet things Frank does pleeaassseee

ugh he’s suuuuch a sweetheart for someone who has every right to be a complete asshole to everyone <///3

Notes; hi guys I have so much other shit to write it’s actually laughable but this is what ur getting for now mostly because im unable to think about anyone else atm #sorry, enjoy!

he’s pretty old fashioned when it comes to most things; leaning his head back to look at you like you’re insane if you try to pay for anything, long legs striding right past you to open doors, a guiding hand on your waist when you’re walking together so you can keep up with him, etc. he’ll be damned if you ever do anything you don’t have to, always insistent on lending a large helping hand whenever you need one.

“Why don’t you just let me help you, huh? Always gotta have an attitude about it.” he made it sound so simple, like the act of him helping you clasp your necklace shouldn’t have you swooning like this, reeling in the rough callouses of his fingers against the back of your neck. of course he wasn’t really upset, shaking his head at your insistent remarks about being able to do it yourself. you could always tell when he was pushing you to accept the love he so thoughtfully handed to you, understanding when you needed a harsher tone or a soothing hand.

that’s just who he is; priding himself in keeping you safe and in the meantime securing every understanding he had of you in his mind, every fear, every goal, the things you’d dream about often enough to bring it up the next morning, he knew you and he knew what you needed, half the time before you knew it yourself. because that’s just who he is. that’s his job — at least that’s what he keeps telling you.

“I don’t have an attitude, but you don’t have to take care of me all the time, Frank. I can-“

“You can take care of yourself. Yeah yeah I know sweetheart, you’re real tough. I know it.” it was hard to look it right now, letting his arms squeeze around you, standing firm in your words as you melted into the strong shape of him behind you.

there were a million examples, and no matter how hard you tried to convince him, he’d do it again and again. coming back home after a rough day and cleaning himself up before picking you up from where you’d fallen asleep on the couch to take you to bed. ignoring the ache in his bones, hushing you with a kiss on your crown, and tucking you under the soft blankets ‘right where you belong’ because that’s just who Frank Castle is.

[delinquentkru]

this lil exchange is frying me because mel essentially disagrees on it being necessary to use the pain scale with this patient and langdon??? short circuits???? he legit has no idea what to do with himself im cackling

[small-spanish-face]

Frank Sahwit voice Don’t worry she doesn’t bite ☺️.