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my favorite fic trope 

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Can somone write a fic about Masie and Jacob living there best life after the events of the movie. And Crow trying to fix his relationship with Jacob. With a little bit of hurt/comfort.

Cause if not I'll do it myself

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Get-up-and-go part 2

HEYYYY GUYSSSS

so part 2 is here and thanks to all the people who liked the story I wrote i really appreciate it 

also @faithm120601 asked to me mentioned so here you go :)

warnings: swearing, mentions of guns,  gun violence, mention of drugs, a little angst i guess, implied child death, mentions of human trafficking 

PLATONIC WITH A CAPITAL P 

“What?” you asked unsure if you even heard what he said properly. ”I'm the reason that building was blown up”. You adjusted yourself so you weren't laying down on the bed. Instead, you were sitting on the edge of the bed across from Frank in the same position. He looked down at the floor in silence. “Frank,” you say cautiously, “I need you to talk to me about what is going on.” 

“I’ve been hunting down these pricks for months”, he started. I tracked them down to a building in Brooklyn. Kid these guys, these guys are all kinds of bad. Drug dealers, weapons dealers, Human traffickers, that's the kind of people they are. I was gonna take those maggots down today. That building was supposed to be their place of operations. I go in and there are guards there, I take care of ‘em and move on to the next room.” He goes silent. “Frank,” you say slowly swallowing air. “What was in that room?” “It was this kid” He started, “Poor thing look terrified, and I had no idea why, Until he turned around,” He stopped. “They put a bomb on the kid”. You couldn't believe what you were hearing.

 Those sick bastards 

So I go up to the kid and take the bomb off, but when I do, it triggers some kind of count down” You looked at Frank's eyes. He was about to cry. “I threw the bomb away but it still went off, and to make matters worse, When I came too, I couldn't find the kid after”. There was a long pause after that. “Then I realized, those sick fucks knew I was coming, that was a trap. They might still be out there trying to find me, so, now we’re here.” It took you a minute to process what he was saying. Maybe it was because it was late or maybe it was the situation at hand. 

You must have zoned out because when you came back to your head, Frank was looking at you. He was inspecting your face, trying to decipher your mood by the way you squinted your eyes or moved your eyebrows. You could tell by his face that he was going nowhere. You got up and sat down next to him. You began to lean your head on his shoulder and stayed there. At first, you sat in silence. You couldn't tell if it was a comfortable silence, but it was a silence nonetheless. You began to speak “Frank, what happened to that kid was not your fault. You did what you thought could work and-” “But it didn't” he cut you off rather harshly, “An innocent child is presumed dead because of me!” he jerked up and you moved your head from his shoulder. He was standing now. “We don’t even know if the kid is dead,” you said. “The paramedics could have found him alive in the rubble, hurt, yes but alive” 

“Look” he started again.” We need to lay low until I can devise a plan to take those sons of bitch’s out,” He stopped and looked directly at you. I would send you somewhere else but let's be honest, you’ll be the safest with me”. He said.

 You were tired, beyond belief at this point and Frank finally started to pick up on it. “Ok,” he said “We both need sleep,” he said walking over to his bed. You got up and made your way to the bed. You tucked yourself “good night Frank”

“Goodnight kid”

--Next day–

It was 12 o’clock in the afternoon and you were still tired. It took a minute for the events of last night, Or was the early morning? To reset themselves into your brain. For a second you thought it was a dream. “Good morning kid” Frank said from the bathroom of the small motel. He was already getting ready for more driving, or at least you assumed as much. “Hey Frank” You said with a small smile creeping on your face. “ I made you a tea, its on your nightstand” You looked over and lo and behold there it was. Frank made you a tea every morning, he did it when you were back home in New York. And I guess being on the run isn’t going to ruin tradition. “I wanna keep driving today so drink your stuff and then, were out.” you nodded and finished your tea and you were on your way. 

But plans changed. Frank peaked outside the window and his face shifted. “Fuck” He said under his breath. “Oh my god, what now” you said already expecting the worse. Tightening your bag in your hand  “Those son’s of bitch’s from the Brooklyn building are here”

Shit.

“Kid I need you to listen to me” Frank had walked over to you. “I need you to go hide in the bathroom, If I’m not in there in 15 minutes,  you get out of here through the window, you understand”. “What about you” You said frantically “what if those guys hurt you! Frank I’m not leaving you!” You said. “I’m not asking you to do this, I’m telling you” He snarled. “I’m not letting those son’s of bitch’s lay a hand on you, you understand, I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you”. “And I can’t let anything happen to you Frank, your all I have left!”. Frank held your face in his hands, you must have been crying because you felt a drop fall from your eyes onto your cheek. “I know kid, I know” he said “that’s why I’m sorry”. “Sorry” you said with a puzzled expression “Sorry for what?”

“This.”

He pushed you into the bathroom and locked the door. “Frank!” you screamed. “FRANK LET ME OUT OF HERE!” but it was no use. You heard the door to the motel room open and the sound of multiple foot steps entering the room. Next thing you heard was gunshots, screaming, and a “run!” coming from a voice that sounded a lot like Franks.

“Check the rooms for others, word on the street is he has a child travelling with him” said a voice. “A child?” said another “what the hell would the Punisher keep a child around for?”

Fuck.

You could hear the foot steps get closer and closer to the bathroom door. You jumped on top of the toilet and through the window like Frank said. 

You ran around to the other side of the building and saw 5 men. They were all wearing masks of some kind. Two of the men were carrying frank into the back of a black van. The third one said something to the forth one and with that they left. 

845 PTY

Those were the plates on the van that took Frank. How the hell were you going to get out of this one?

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hope you enjoy and i will be making a part 3 :)

link to part 1 

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/annoyingnerdsposts/691979933010083840?source=share

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Get-up-and-go  part 1

Heyyyyy... so i haven't posted much and I’m sorry for that my life has just been really busy rn and I’m getting back into writing.

ANYWHO- here’s a story with frank and his adoptive child being on the run :)  

Gender neutral reader

relationship is platonic with a capital P

It was late at night, maybe 11 or 12 o;clock but it was late nonetheless. You had fallen asleep on the couch in front of the tv, your arms stretched around the sofa and a blanket covering you. You were melting in the heat of this September night. You began to peel your body off the couch and make your way to the kitchen to make a tea and maybe grab a snack.

the news was on.

It was a rule in your house to always have the news on. If it wasn't on the TV it, was on the radio. But it was always on in some way shape or form. Frank said it was good to know what is going on in the city at all times. 

As the kettle was heating up on the stove you couldn’t help but over hear the story the news anchor was telling.

“An apartment building in Brooklyn was burned to the ground in a booming earlier tonight, the police have no suspects and have made zero arrests as of late, i will keep you updated as the situation unfolds.” 

You move closer to the TV and notice the address of the building.

That’s close to where Miles lives

Miles Morales, your best friend. and a part of your iconic trio. Miles, you and America. Miles was one of the first people you meet in New York, and frankly one of your closest friends.

You pulled your phone out in a panic and clicked on the saved number with miles face on it.

“MILES?!” you yell into the phone “MILES?!”

“..Yeah its me wassup” says a tired Miles. He must have been sleeping by the sound of his grubby voice into the phone. A relieved sign escaped your lips. “Are you OK?! A building near you was blown up !” Now miles must have been a little worried because the sleepy Miles that you called earlier was gone.”What where?!” he said, you could hear his bed squeaking so he must now be sitting up. “ Two streets down from you” I said into the phone, “Turn on the news”. You could hear Miles’ dad call Miles. “ I have to go y/n I’ll call you when I can, OK?” “OK” I replied and hung up. Something was different when you looked at the news screen now. 

12 dead 19 injured.

Fuck.

Amid all this you don’t know where Frank is. Double Fuck. You called him. No answer.  Again. No answer. Again. No answer.

The next 20 minutes consisted of you pacing back and forth in your small apartment trying not to freak the fuck out. Then the door finally opens, Its Frank, and he’s a mess. “Frank” you say staring at him  standing in the hall. Hes covered in blood which. to be fair, is normal Frank behaviour. But what threw you off was what his boots and face was covered in.

Ash, building ash.

“Kid..” he grumbled under his breath. “Y-You need to get your bag.” This time he sounded genuinely worried.

The bag he was lovingly referring to was your ‘Get-up-and-go’ bag. You’ve been with frank since you were a little kid, and since then hes made you pack such a bag. A get-up-and-go bag is used when you and frank need to leave the city fast. That bag contains clothes for 5 days, water, snacks, a first aid kit, 150 dollars in cash and a flip phone burner. On said burner had four numbers, Franks, Karen’s, Curtis’, and some random contact labled ‘Micro’ that frank said you should only use as a last resort.

You nodded and grabbed the bag from under your bed and walked to the front door. Frank was cleaning the blood and ash from his face in the bathroom. He finished up and grabbed his bag and with that, You both disappeared. 

You got into the van and drove away, your head leaning against the window of the vehicle watching your apartment building fade into a speck. You look over at Frank.  “Are you gonna tell me what happened?” you asked calmly, “No”. “When we get somewhere safe we will talk about it, but right now, we need to focus getting out of the city” He states. you wait till you ask the next question. “Dose this have anything to do with what happened in Brooklyn?” You asked. Frank remained  silent.

The city look so different at night. A sea of black with specks of light, each light a home with people who are living out there lives. Its a strange feeling, realising how small we are. As you left the city you and Frank stayed silent. You had millions of questions running through your mind at once but didn't know how to ask them. You looked over at Frank, the same fixed expression as before he looked over to you. It must have been around 1 in the morning at this point. “Hey kid, I know your tired and you want answers and you’ll get them but we need to get out of the city first. he placed a hand on your shoulder. you nodded and laid your head on the window of the van and fell asleep.

You woke up at 4:00 because Frank swerved the car and you almost crashed. “Frank, you need sleep” you said. Frank let out a sigh. “The next motel I see, were staying there” you noded and the both of you continued driving. 

You pulled into this shady motel of the street and got a two bedroom for a night. You flopped into the bed as did Frank.

“Fuck” Frank said

“What?” You said “What did you do?”

“Y’know that building that blew up in Brooklyn?”

“Yes”

“I blew it up”

Triple Fuck.

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Sooooooooo that was part one, if you want a part two let me know cause i have big plans for this story and yeah thanks for reading i appriciate it :)

heres the link to part 2:

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/annoyingnerdsposts/694144608735739904?source=share

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Ayo new Father figure just dropped.

GO WATCH SEA BEAST ITS SO GOOD

ITS ON NETFLIX AND THE PEOPLE BEGIND MOANA AND BIG HERO 6 CREATED IT!!!!!!!

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Hey so literially no one asked but in my punisher dr(yes i have a punisher dr) i have a section in y script that is juts people names in my phone so i would like to share it with you cause i think its cool(theres also stories behind them o ill explain) :)

Frank Castle- Castles Man 💀

America chavez- Australlia Chavez( We were having a name conversation and she said that america was a comon name where she was from and i was like ’what if your moms named you autrallia chavez’ and yeah)

Miles Morales- Kilometers (im canadian)

Curtis Hoyle-the man Curt 😎 (called himself the man once so yeah)

Dinah Madani- Special agent Girlboss(called her a girl boos once and when she asked what it was i explained it to her and she was like “ ah yes, homland securities ‘special agent girlboss’)

Matt Murdock- a really good lawyer( He said it once and i was like, ok dude)

Luke Cage- Mucles (MAN IS BUILT HOLY SHIT, HES ALSO TALL ASF)

Jessica Jones-strong lady( threw a guy acrss the room and is really intimidating so yeah, she also thought it was funny)

Danny Rand-one punch man(didnt know what animie is)  

Karen page- Pages  📃 (get it)

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Same

I need someone to write father figure!frank castle angst or I'm gonna scream

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Frank castle x daughter reader prompt

ok ok ok so im writing this before i forget so yeah

ok reader is hurt.like badly hurt. maybe a car accident or on a mission, if you want to really push it you can say they were kidnapped but bottom line is that they are so hurt that they need to go to the hospital.  the doctors say you need surgery asap. so frank is there losing his shit and matts there because he heard about it and is trying to calm frank down but hes livid and scared. He has already lost maria and the kids he cant go through that again. eventually reader gets out from surgery and frank is waiting on readers bed side saying stuff like “kid if you dont wake up i swear”-”your ok, everything is gonna be ok” i thought i lost you”- dont ever scare me like that again” so on and so on. then reader wakes up and frank gets really happy cause he was worried sick. he might have even shed a tear. and the reader all like. “frank did you mean all that?” and he confused and then realises what you mean and is like “every word kid. Every word”.

I will write this but if you want to write a fic based on this prompt you can :)

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Frank Castle x Runaway reader

Holy fuck I’m back. whats up i have more shit to write and am currently re watching the Punisher because why not and yeah

IMPORTANT INFO:

The reader ran away from the mob and frank found them on the streets and was like “this anyone's kid?” and didn’t wait for a response. latter reader is scared that they are coming for the reader and there scared that they might try to hurt frank. Hes not having it. 

Warnings: mob shit/mentions of dead family/ a little angst

It was New York dude. Everyone knew what the mob was. the thing is almost every New Yorker will tell you that they’ve never had an encounter with the mob. Your not every New Yorker. Wilson Fisk found you when you were a kid back on the streets. you were cold and hungry and he took advantage of you and used you to fulfil his needs. 

He needed a body gaurd or some from of protection.

you did it.

He needed information?

you got it.

he wanted someone dead?

Done.

By the time you were 15 you had almost 50 dead men under your belt. All because of Fisk. That monster cheated you out of your childhood. So when Fisk was about to go to jail you left. But before you did you wanted him to know how much you hatted him by testifying agonist him in court. You left the mob bis but not the city. The bastard didn’t pay you enough for a bus ticket. and you loved the city, it’s your home. And he wasn’t going to ruin that for you. After he was in jail you were on the streets. Right back to where you started when you meet someone.

He was tall and had a marine haircut. It was Frank. One look at you and the man took pity. He keep seeing Lisa in you. Knowing she would be around your age. How can someone so young go through so much? You hadn’t showered in weeks and your hair was a mess. Your clothes smelt of body odour and you had dark raccoon like bang forming around your eyes. Yup Frank taking you home.

It took a lot of convincing thought but eventually you began to trust him. and he trusted you. It didn’t take long for him to learn who you are. after all, barley 15 and 50 murders under your belt?

This was all months ago.

Currently you were under a blanket watching the new on the TV while frank made the both of you tea. That was when you saw a face you thought you’d never see again. Fisk.

You froze and continued watching. “Today in hell’s kitchen, Wilson Fisk a notorious con artist and mob boss broke out of prison along with his 2 other partners. Police have closed all ways in and out of the city: streets, highways, along with planes being grounded to insure that he is taken into custody as soon as possible.”

You were so fixed on the TV that you didn’t notice Frank had already sat down beside you with both cups of tea in hand. Do you think he would come after you? I mean he would be pissed because you snitched but would he? would he try to hurt you? or worse. Frank? You squeezed your eyes tightly, as to get those thought out of your head but they were still there. Frank must have seen you do that and know what you were thinking. He put is arms around you shoulders and rubbed circles with his thumb on your shoulder. He wasn’t going to let anything happen to you.  

After you finished drinking you tea you left to your room and went to bed. or no. You tried to go to bed. You couldn’t sleep. Thoughts still racing in your head. You couldn’t wait anymore. You needed to leave now and fast. You cant have him finding you and hurting frank. You grabbed your old duffel bag and threw your clothes into it: along with some food, water bottles, and phone. You were about to finish when frank walked in.

Did he here you?

“you cant come with me” you said. you could feel the tears behind your eye burn.

“The hell I can’t, what are you doing?” 

“What the hell does it look like I’m doing? Did the open drawers and duffel bag not give you enough clues?” you said angerly. 

Frank looked at you in the eyes the time “you don’t need to run,I’ll keep you safe.” You don’t know why but this pissed you off.

“You don’t know Fisk like I do!! He will come for me and everyone I care about including you!” you screamed “Frank please...I’ve already lost one family, I can’t lose you too” Frank gave you a look. You forgot that he lost a family too. At this point you were crying and you couldn’t stop.” Hey” he said firmly walking up to you. He engulfed you into a hug and let you cry into his shoulder. After a minute he looked at you and said

 “Hey, Hey look at me.” He was cupping your face now and forcing you to look at him. he was wiping away your tears with his thumb “Look at me. I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you do you understand me. Never ever. I’ve lost so much and I sure as hell don’t plan on losing you. Got it?” He looked like he was about to cry to. He kissed the top of your head and then your forehead and stayed there hugging you. Your his kid. If Fisk or anyone else thinks of laying a hand on you. He’ll be there to protect you.

sorry if this was short its 10:30 and 

im tired

im also not re reading this so there are spelling mistakes

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Petition to have Taika Waititi co-direct Venom 3 with Andy Serkis

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A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror

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I DID MORE

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Ok so I was using that website where the AI makes art based off of certain words and stuff so I did that with some punisher characters. So enjoy

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Frank Castle x Daughter reader prompts

Yeah I’m writing again. I’m really tired rn so, sorry if that leaks into my writing. Also feel free to use these prompts (just tag me cause i wanna see your work :D ) ALSO THESE ARE 1000000000000% PLATONIC! THERE ARE SOME CREEPY PEOPLE ON HERE SO  DON’T BE CREEPS!!!!! 

Dialogue:  F-Frank R- Reader

After really dangerous mission

F- “ I love you kid, and you know i don’t just throw that around so y’ know i mean it”

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*Frank in the hospital*

F- Kid, how the hell did you get in here

R- I told the nurse you were my crazy uncle,just go along with it 

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R- Listen dude, you should be pissing in your pants right now because you are being interrogated by a teen with a lot of sass and little patience and the Punisher, so get your shit together and tell us what we want to know

*insert proud dad frank in the background*

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R- Frank.. Can we just go home now?

F- ofc Sweet heart 

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* R struggling to clean their weapon*

F- come here, let me show you

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*R crying after a really scary and life threating mission*

F- Hey, Hey look at me. Look at me. Im not gonna let anything bad happen to you do you understand me. Never ever. I’ve lost so much and I sure as hell don’t plan on losing you. Got it?

*hugs*

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*Stiching franks arm up after a fight

F- ow! shit kid watch it!

R- You watch it! in not the one out there fighting people with a spray painted vest and no protection on the arms. Hold still

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F and R in unusion - What the fuck?

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F- you hold the gun the other way, kid

R- oh that explains a lot

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Actions: 

-Frank noticing that your cold and giving you a sweater of his to wear 

-After a long night frank comes back to see you asleep on the couch. He smiles lifts you off the couch and tucks you into bed and gives you a forehead kiss good night.

- Having a self care day with frank (because lets be honest, hes burnt out). Hes actually really into it. You put on face masks and make smoothies. He paints your nails and you paint his (The colour scheme he went with was black with red on the middle finger).

- Being out in public and someone calls him your dad  

- Frank teaching you to dance in the living room

- Frank showing you old photo albums of him when he first joined the marines and he asked if you could recognised him and you said “ of course i can, you’ve got the same smile, look” pointing at a picture of him in this uniform standing in front of am army truck 

- lifting you up while he hugs you after reuniting 

- celebrating franks birthday with him( Franks birthday is November 15 1981 in case you would like to know)

Bonus:

F- Hands something to reader

F -“Here kid”

R- “Thanks dad”

F- “....What did you call me?

R- “ oh shit”

hope you like it :)

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WHY ARE THEY SO NICE WTF . ALSO THEY MAKE AMAZING STUFF GO LOOK AT IT COWARDS

When you find another home slice that writes dad frank caslte

I literally love your writing so much don't even lol

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When you find another home slice that writes dad frank caslte

I literally love your writing so much don't even lol

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So my birthday was a few das ago and i keep thinking of frank castle celebrating your birthday with you and what he would do so here

FATHER FRANK CASTLE CELEBRATING CHILD READERS BIRTHDAY

It's your birthday 🎂

And fun fact: you didn't like it that much

It felt strange how the while day would be about you

You didntbreally like that fact that everybody's eyes were on you( even if it is in a positive light)

Your entire family being there and the party being bigger and bigger every year which ment more and more eyes on you

But this year was diffrent

It was your first birthday with frank

And he wanted to make it special

He's seen you grow so much since he first meet you ❤

He stitched your wounds, taught you how to protect yourself, comforted you, etc.

And you've brought out a part of him that noones seen in a long time

Now what wakes you up on your birthday morning is the smell of cooking

Who the hell is cooking?

Because you know frank and that man dosent cook often

So you leave your room still in your pj's and walk over to yhe kitchen

And there's frank

He's making pancakes for you

"Morning frank"

He spins around and gives you a little smile

"Morning kid"

As you look closer you notice that he's pouring the pancake batter in the pan in a very specific way

Maybe he was trying a new technique?

Idk but anyway you went to sit down on the bar stools frank had in front of the counter

You sitting there half asleep and frank making pancakes

" what's up with the pancakes frank? You never cook"

"It's a special occasion kid. And on special occasions. I cook"

" special occasion"

did he even know it was your birthday?

He puts that last pancake on the plate and hands if to you with this big smile on his face

God knows your still half asleep so it takes you a second to see the what was infront of you

There were 13 mini pancakes and each was a letter. Upon further inspection you reslise that these army just randomly letters but they are spelling somthing

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

It was perfect

" happy birthday kid" frank said kissing the top of your forehead

You were just smiling

You couldnt stop

"Y'know frank, I'm gonna need help getting rid of all these pancakes. Are you up to the task lieutenant castle?"

Frank let our a chuckle, grabbed a plate, and sat next to you

As you both sat there eating your birthday pancakes a rough came to your head

Maybe your birthday wasn't so bad after all. I mean with Frank here, how bad could it really be