#The punisher 2004

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2000s edition

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Lost & Found

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Short story # 20

Gif NOT mine.

Summary - Reunited with the loves of their lives once more, (Y/n) and Frank both feel as if they are made whole once more. And now finally alone they can embrace the way lonely lovers ought to.

Year posted - 2024

Rating - NSFW

Reading time (roughly) - 11 minutes

This one originally got posted by mistake because my queue is an asshole and doesn't want to work right. It was supposed to post the second one... I had this one scheduled for December so it wouldn't post this one, and it posted it anyways! 😤

"I can't believe you came." (Y/n) breathed into Frank's neck, the pair of them having moved from the broken table, to cuddle on the couch instead. "Of course I came, why wouldn't I come to you." He murmured softly, his arm tightening around her waist. "I mean... This isn't your universe." She pointed out, leaning up to look at him. "And I'm not technically the (Y/n) you knew." She added, her fingers idly tracing patterns against his sternum. "Maybe not, but your still the love of my life. I'll love you in every life, and in every universe." He promised before tugging her down for a kiss. "I'm happy to take things slow if you want." He added after they parted. "Take you out on a few dates, get to know you in this life." He smiled warmly at her, adoring the raw emotion that swirled in the pools of her eyes. "I'd like that... But I don't think I can be patient enough." (Y/n) hummed with a grin, her fingers slowly tracing down his chest and abdomen. "Well we could always save the dates for another day sweetheart." Frank said with a faint smirk, swallowing thickly when (Y/n)'s fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants. "Yeah I think I like that idea more." She hummed as her fingers ran along the edge of his waistband, a smile stretched across her face at the sight of his pupils widening with desire.

"I think I do to." Frank whispered softly, his hand idly traced up and down her side. "We should move to the bedroom, this couch isn't exactly sturdy." (Y/n) said with a soft laugh, afterwards sitting up and straddling his hips in order to climb off the couch. But before she could move to stand up, Frank took a hold of her hips, keeping her right where he wanted her. "I don't know breaking the couch might be kinda fun." Frank said with a small laugh, pulling her down to grind her against his bulge. (Y/n) giggled as she willingly grinded down against him. "While that does sound fun, I ain't payin for a new couch baby." She leaned down, pecking his lips softly. "Come on handsome." She encouraged as she pulled out of his hold, standing up she turned a wiggled her hips to taunt him. Without missing a beat Frank jumped up from the couch, and swept (Y/n) up into his arms, smiling at the excited squeal that escaped his lover. "God I've missed you." He breathed out before kissing her. "After you left the Void, it felt like a part of me died." He rest his forehead against hers as he walked her to the bedroom.

"You looked so beautiful fighting to get to Nova, fighting to help your friend." He smiled warmly at her. "And seeing you dressed up in all that body armor, you've never looked more sexy." Frank said before shooting her a wink. "I was thinking the same thing handsome." (Y/n) grinned at him, a giggle bubbling up from her throat, when Frank practically kicked open her bedroom door. "You never saw me in uniform in this universe?" He asked as he kicked the door shut behind them. "I was the soldier sweetheart, you were the stay at home dad." (Y/n) hummed with a dreamy smile, thinking back on better days. "You were the stay at home mom, you always hated when I had to leave for work." He chuckled softly, gently setting her down on the plush bed. "You always tried convincing me to retire early." (Y/n) said with amusement in her voice. "Now we have all the time in the world to make up for the time we've lost." Frank said as he joined her on the bed, hovering over her he braced himself on his arms. "I don't think it'll ever be enough." (Y/n) hummed softly before pulling him down for a kiss. When their lips met, it was like the first time all over again. They felt sparks and a passion they had both forgotten long ago. Frank's tongue swiped across (Y/n)'s bottom lip, and she granted him access without hesitation. A moan rose from her throat as her lips parted, a warmth blooming within her chest, at the feeling of Frank's tongue caressing her own.

(Y/n)'s hands traced down his back, then dipped under his shirt, tugging at it to get him to remove it. Frank pulled away from the kiss, stripping off his shirt he tossed it aside carelessly. Sitting up (Y/n) followed his lead, slipping off her shirt, and bra with a calmness that made his heart swell. Quietly they each removed every last piece of clothing, smiling at eachother and stealing the occasional kiss. Once completely stripped down (Y/n) lay back on her bed, observing Frank with a smile as he moved to lay directly beside her on his side. Leaning his upper half over her he pulled her into a passionate kiss, his fingers trailing slowly down her body. His fingertips hesitated at the peak of her pelvis, silently asking for her permission to continue. (Y/n) rocked her hips up, moaning into her husband's mouth, begging him to continue. Frank didn't need to be told twice, greedily tracing down her mound, his fingers teasing her outer lips. A groan rumbled in his throat, as his tongue dominated the kiss, exploring all that he had missed for so long. "Please Frank." (Y/n) whispered against his mouth, her hips bucking to find any source of friction, her sex throbbing with a once forgotten need. He chuckled softly against her, kissing her again as he parted her outer lips, his thumb brushing her clit masterfully. Happily he swallowed (Y/n)'s whimper of pleasure, and he became greedy to hear more, so he breached her hole with his middle finger. "Fuck." She murmured softly into the kiss, loving the torturously slow pace he set, to get her accustomed to him again.

Her moisture dripped down his knuckles and onto the bed. Frank chuckled as he pulled back from the kiss, just enough to look deep into her eyes. "You're damn near as wet as when we first made love." He stated in a soft loving tone, his head turning to observe how his finger sunk in and out of her heat. "Frank." She puffed in a whine, her eyes closing and her head falling back. "Please." She begged, her breath hitching when he easily sunk in a second finger. "I've got you baby." He cooed softly, looking back to her he nudged her jaw with his nose, smiling when she opened her eyes. "There's my girl." Frank hummed before kissing her cheek. "Look at how well you're taking my fingers." He instructed, his own eyes casting down once more. (Y/n) raised her head, then pushed herself up onto her elbows, moaning at the sight of her husband fingering her pussy. "I think I can fit another one in." He mused, lightly brushing her stretched cunt with a third finger, making her shudder. "How about we skip the rest of the foreplay, and you just fuck me already." (Y/n) challenged, smirking at the look of raw hunger that washed over her husband's handsome face. "If that's what the lady wishes." Frank hummed as he eased his fingers out of her sex, loving the look swirling within her eyes. "It is." She giggled as he placed himself between her spread thighs. "You sure you're ready?" Frank asked, teasingly brushing the bulbous head of his cock along her slit, tapping at her clit once he reached it. "Fuck yes I'm ready, please Frank I've waited too long for this, for you." (Y/n) said as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers toying with the hair at the back of his neck. "I love you." He murmured with a lovesick smile, notching the head of his cock into her weeping hole before she could respond. "Lo-love you too." She stammered as he sank inch after glorious inch into her heat.

A groan of pleasure rumbled in Frank's chest as he bottomed out in her, her pulsing wet walls like heaven. "Fuck I missed you." He admitted as he slowly pulled back, rocking back into her at a steady pace, while her fingers clutched at his shoulders for dear life. Their breaths mixed as they panted and huffed for air, lost in the feeling of eachother after being separated for so long. The bed squeaked as Frank adjusted himself, so he could wrap an arm around (Y/n)'s waist, and pull her flush against his chest. Sweat began to build up along Frank's spine, the bedroom feeling hot and stuffy, now with the combined smell of sex and sweat. And in a way, it was divine. Two lovers, who'd lost eachother, gone down dark and twisted paths, now reunited once more. All of that pain and anger washing away with every kiss, every caress, and every snap of Frank's hips. "God I've missed you." (Y/n) huffed, before pulling her husband down for a searing kiss, her hips grinding to meet each of his thrusts in perfect rhythm. When they parted for air, a small string of saliva connected their lips. "I don't know how long I'll last, it's been." Frank grunted, as his cock twitched within (Y/n)'s heat. "Been too long." He concluded, and his wife simply hummed in agreement. He laid her back against the bed, to put just enough space between them, so he could rub at her swollen clit. The touch had her mind reeling in pleasure, and she locked her ankles around Frank's slim hips, keeping him within her where she needed him most. "I'm gonna-" Her voice cut off with a whine, her eyes falling closed as the coil in her lower belly tightened almost painfully.

"Let go baby, I'm right behind you." Frank encouraged her, moaning at the feeling of her walls clenching down on him, when she reached her peak. A cry of pleasure died in her throat, and her head pushed back into the pillows. Euphoria washing over her in hot waves, making her muscles twitch, and her mind go fuzzy. As she neared the highest point of her peak, Frank's cock twitched and pulsed before painting her walls white. His thrusts became short and erratic in tempo, drawing out both of their peaks, until it became too much for the both of them. "Fuck." He panted as he stilled within her, looking down at her with adoration and longing. (Y/n) smiled up at him, tracing his jawline with her fingers, her heart feeling full and warm once more. "Don't go anywhere." Frank murmured before slowly pulling out of her sex, both of them hissing at the sensation it caused. "Okay." (Y/n) agreed while he climbed out of bed, watching as he walked out of the room and into the hall. Closing her eyes she lay her head back and simply basked in the afterglow, waiting patently for her love to come back to her. And when she felt a warm wet towel brush gently across her sensitive pussy, she shuddered and opened her eyes. Smiling at Frank who cleaned her up with practiced hands, and then kissed her softly when he was finished. "I brought you some water." He pointed to the glass on her nightstand. "Thank you." (Y/n) hummed as she grabbed the offered drink, overjoyed to find it was cold enough to cool her down a bit. Once he had disposed of the now dirty towel, Frank crawled back into bed with his awaiting wife. Both of them laying on their sides, facing one another. "No one will ever take you away from me again." Frank murmured softly, as their legs tangled together. "Likewise." (Y/n) agreed with a smile, wrapping her arms around his middle, she closed the small space between them, pressing against eachother in a lovers embrace.

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[wolfieloveswade]

so apparently The Punisher 2 was supposed to be a thing with Michael Keaton as Jigsaw but no money or a good script happened and because of this Thomas Jane left, wtf Hollywood, stupid, stupid, that would've been amazing

[dutchessofcaladan]

The range of this man. I still can't believe he's gone. Rest in peace, Ray 💔

[imperialguinness]

In Time

[riotgrrrlhole]

When Joan tells Frank in the 2004 Punisher adaptation “good memories can save your life“ , it’s true and It’s one of the things I always think In my lowest moments

[marieiswishingon-a-star]

Punisher 2004 Movie Imagine

You X Punisher 2004 I have always had a Major Crush on Actor Thomas Jane. This is my fantasy to.

The tall and mysterious man wearing all black opened the door

to his parked black Chevrolet Camaro RWD getting out even in the day light he casts a dark shadow. You watch him closely from your kitchen window. He opens the trunk of his car to get out his things when he stops... all of sudden he turns like he knows he's being watched. He looks up at your window. You moved away from the window hoping he didn't see you. You held your breath. You had a clear view of his face. He is very handsome and strong, damn if he wasn't strong. It was hard to tell just how strong with the long black coat he is wearing. You could hear him walking up the stairs, bags in hand. The place had old stairs. He must be moving into the vacate room down the hall. You think to yourself. Curious you go to your door and look out the peephole and watched as he walked by your door, you got a better look. You were right he is a very handsome man brown hair and hazel eyes perfect lips. He looks into your peephole back at you. Damn again! You hear his footsteps continue forward to the room down the hall open the door and place his things inside while closing his door.

You change into your single piece gray with blue trim waitress outfit. You put on your pantyhose and black shoes. You brush out your long straight strawberry blonde hair putting it in a ponytail. You put on simple makeup, grabbing your keys and purse you head out the door and lock it. As you leave you can hear the mysterious man working in his apartment.

After your long shift at the restaurant, you finally make it home. walking up the dark stairs how tried you are finally hits you. Waitressing has kept your body fit and trim. Most nights you are too tired to cook dinner for yourself, you just go to bed. You get up to your door and pulled out your keys from your black purse and place them into the lock of your appointment door. As you do, the new handsome tenant at the end of the hall opens his door. The hall is dark you can't see his face clearly, he can see you clearly from the light from coming from his apartment. "Hi, I'm Madison my friends call me Maddy". You call to him friendly. He just stood there at his door. Still unable to see his face he closes his door. "Well, it was nice meeting you too" you say back sarcastic. He must have heard you, his door opened again. You hurry and turn your key open your door and close it fast be hide you. Your heart pounding a thousand mile an hour. You wait ..he didn't come to your door. Getting undressed, you take a hot shower dry off naked you get under the covers in bed and fall asleep.

You wake up the next morning and make breakfast. You could hear the new guy working on something, you share a wall with him. After breakfast you get dressed and leave your apartment wearing blue shorts black bra and grey tank top to do laundry. You brushed out your long strawberry blond you place it in a ponytail. The day is hot, with a large white basket of clothes and Tide laundry soap. Your white sandals make noise walking down on the steps to the basement where the laundry room is. You walk into the laundry room and sit on one the plastic yellow chairs and start your wash with quarters. You stay downstairs until your laundry is done. Waiting you read through a glossy Cosmo magazine. Once your laundry is done you fold it and place it in basket along with your magazine and keys, as you walk up the stair's holding your white laundry basket in hand the handsome new tenant wearing all black again right down to his boots is coming down the steps. He looked serious walking down toward you. Your eyes locked with his, you stop breathing as he looked you up and down back up to your green eyes. You thought you might pass out. The man is so masculine and handsome, sensual you forget what you are doing. He looks at you "Maddy" Frank Castle says my name in a low voice as he turns to leave, feeling such a magnetic pull to him. At the top of stairs, you hurry into your apartment and closed the door. You had stop and sit on your dark leather couch to regain your breath. You place your clothes basket on the floor.

Everything was quiet with for the next couple of weeks. No matter how hard you tried you couldn't stop thinking about the handsome man down the hall.

One night watching the news a man that looked familiar come on the TV scene it is the man the handsome man that moved into your building his name is Frank Castle and how he lost family. You felt bad for him. To lose all of his family at once. That same week you saw him once or twice. One of the times you caught him looking at you. But his face always had no expression.

The next few nights Castle is so loud in his apartment hammering away it's now 2:00am in morning. You pulled back your covers and got out of bed you had not had a good night sleep in 3 days.

It was getting to you. Without thinking you leave your apartment closing your door you marched to Frank Castle's door and pound hard on it. Frank opens his door surprised to see you standing there dressed in almost nothing, light purple tank top on, no bra and black underwear. Anyone can see the outline of your size C breasts, "It's late Mr. Castle and no one can sleep with your hammering going on day and night! you told him angry. "You know my name"? he asked. Almost looking like, he might smile.

You finally notice your anger made you ended up alone with Castle. He closed and locked his door be hide you, when he let you in. You really know nothing about this man. Swallowing hard with all the courage you had... you continued. "So please keep your hammering to the daytime". He is blocking the door now. You are now staring at his bare chest. you notice he is only wearing black jean and nothing else. "Please came out like a whisper. Your eyes meant his. He moved closer "you could have asked me this during the day". he said. A sexual haze come over you. The smell of him, he smelled like sex and men's cologne you couldn't place. All you wanted to do is kiss him. "hmm I will be going now". In voice you said in voice barley recognize as your own. Frank still didn't move. You didn't know how sexy you looked, messy long hair only wearing black underwear and that light purple tank top, golden suntanned skin.

Frank reaches out to you and pulls you to his chest. He kisses you and your heart starts to pound hard. When he sucked gently on your lower lip, you thought you might pass out. "You have perfect lips" He said as he leads you to his large dark couch as he continued to kiss you. His kisses are so strong and sensual it was hard to resist you kissed him back with all you have.

He lays you down on his couch you don't remember getting naked, between kisses. It was like being drunk when he kissed you being in the in the mist of sexual haze. but all clothes are gone now including his, both naked you run your fingers through his hair. He stops kissing you just long enough to look you in the eyes. Your heart swelled with the passion you saw there and hurried to kiss him again afraid he might change his mind, he might stop. He didn't stop he kissed you placing kissing all over you. he kissed your neck and breasts and put his fingers between your legs to rub the tender spot there. "O God" he knew that tender spot deep inside in-between your legs. he lowers himself between your legs. You try pulling him up. Not sure if you can handle it. He treated that sweet spot with his mouth between your leg for a while, At one point you thought you might die. You moaned loud so many times. He kissed his way back up your body, your breast to your lips and so it went all night long. You both touched and tasted each other. When he leaned above you felt so enraptured by his large chest. he slipped his hardness into you, you orgasmed all night He showed you different side of man. he was slow and fulfilling and sometimes fast and hard. He kissed every part of you. The sex was the best you ever had. You wouldn't stop kissing his full lips and neck he even laughed a little bit. Some point in the night, you fell asleep cuddling into his wide chest.

You woke up with the sun on your face, last night felt like a long dream. The man was insatiable. Frank placed a dark blue blanket on you. You didn't see Castle he was not there when you woke up. Looking you found you under wear and tunktop and picked them up off the floor. You ran back to your apartment. Well you should know better than to give into man that didn't want a relationship. Just a one-night stand.

Back inside your single floral room apartment, you all most felt like crying a little all of a sudden, but Your body still felt good. it would almost be better if you didn't see or know that side of him. You had to hurry and get dressed you're late for work.

Looking down at the steps in a hurry go to work , you saw Castle's black boots you did not stop to look up at him or stop to talk him. You kept walking. Now I know what the walk of shame feels like.

"I can't think about it". The day shift was slow. Finally, the day ended you walk up the stairs you to your apartment you can hear Frank in his apartment working on something, unlock your apartment door going into your apartment for the night.

The next night you had an enjoyable dinner with the neighbors. It was late when the dinner ended. Smiling to yourself now wearing your favorite dark red tight dress no shoes after half of bottle of wine. You laugh as you drop your keys at your door.

Castle opened his door, "O it's you, you point at Castle. "You and perfect lips and can just go away". You waved your hand at him to go He looks at you. "You're drunk" Castle remarks. He shakes his head at you and he watches you to make sure you get in your apartment. You go inside your apartment.

A month had gone by, and you haven't seen or heard from Castle. Maybe he has moved on? You read in the newspaper the saints were dead. He could be is fighting crime in the city.

James from work, one of the short order cooks asked you out on a date this Saturday night. he is good looking, taller than most guys with blonde hair he is also well built. Not as handsome as Castle. Feeling lonely You say yes to the date.

Saturday night James picks you up 8:00pm right on the dot. He came to your door and acts the perfect gentleman. James looks nice in a dark pair of jeans and gray shirt and nice shoes. You wore a pair of jeans, red sweater and black high heels for the date. Grabbing your purse and keys you get into James car. He took you to the movies. It was a comedy. You began to relax. Then he took you for dinner and drinks. Dinner was good you had the chicken and rice with a vodka tonic to drink. After dinner James drove you home. it was already dark out and it was dark in his car. Halfway to your place the inside of James car felt it like it started to spin looking up at the ceiling in the car. "Did you put something in my drink"? You ask James. He didn't answer. it was becoming hard to keep your eyes open. You had only one drink at dinner. He must have put something in your drink when he got your drinks from the bar. You knew deep down it was a mistake to go on a date with him. By the time he pulled up to your apartment you had hard time opening your car door and staying awake and walking. James threw you over his right shoulder along with your purse and walks up the stairs you didn't weight much. Your hair fell down his back and one of your black high heels fell from your foot on the stairs. James stops in front of your door to get out the keys from your purse. Still out of it you could barely keep your eyes open. "Please James you don't have to do this"' you whisper. James said nothing to your statement. He liked women this way. They couldn't say saying no to him.

"Whatcha got there" a man's deep voice came out of the shadows. James could not see who asked the question. "Just my drunk girlfriend". James replied. Castle came out of the shadows. James could see Castle now. Castle stood looking you over with his eyes. From where he was standing, he could not see any blood on you and knew you were alive when you softly moaned. You looked drunk or drugged from the way James is carrying your limp body over his shoulder. Castle knew this kind of guy, he wouldn't give up. "I just want to get her inside".

"I bet you do". Castle replies. Castle didn't move just stared the man down. "Look man I just want to go inside". James sounded nervous this time, Castle waits... James just dumps you and your purse on floor and pulls out his knife. Castle grabs the knife from James. Castle hears the satisfying crunch of James nose..

James got up holding his nose and ran to his dark colored car gets in it takes off just leaving you on the floor. Frank watches James leave to make sure he completely leaves the area, he does. Castle picks up you, your keys and your purse off the floor. He puts you over his shoulder as he unlocks your door. He closes and locks the door be hide him. Frank places the knife and your purse, keys on the wooden kitchen table. Then he helps you to your bed. Frank realizes he has to lay you down on your bed. The spins had slowed down. Having a hard time you finally sit up taking off your high heel and red sweater, you felt hot. Sitting up against your pillows on your bed with your black lacy bra on, you wanted to tell to tell Castle you are happy to see him. You missed him. Nothing came out. Castle come's back from the kitchen and placed ice on your chest and the back of your neck, then he hands you a large glass of water with ice and makes you drink all of it. you felt cooler. Then another ice water drink. "You

feel better"? Castle asks. You shake your head yes "good, I like my women conscious" "you like being called his women". feeling your skin had gotten cooler he comes back on the bed and starts to undress you. He takes his time admiring every curve you of your body he starts kissing me everywhere. You watch him through halfway opened your eyes and whisper "Castle" he kisses you. "Don't leave me". Castle brushes a soft kiss across your lips. "I can't make promises, I won't tonight".

[autisticsupervillain]

Magnificent Bastards in Action: The Punisher

[themarvelproject]

Wolverine and the Punisher by Mike Deodato, Jr. from the cover of Wolverine/Punisher #1 (2004)

[browsethestacks]

Original Art - Punisher #050 Pg 20 (2004) by Howard Chaykin

[bunisher]

i just…. still cannot believe that they had frank quote oscar wilde and wear purple and have a whole arc surrounding closeted gay men and expected me not to notice!!!

[wolfieloveswade]

[freetheshit-outofyou]

I leave this as a declaration of intent so no one will be confused. Number one: Sic vis pacem, para bellum. Latin. The boot-camp sergeant made us recite it like a prayer. Sic vis pacem, para bellum - "If you want peace, prepare for war."

Number two: Frank Castle is dead. He died with his family. Number three: In certain extreme situations, the law is inadequate. In order to shame its inadequacy it is necessary to act outside the law. To pursue... natural justice. This is not vengeance. Revenge is not a valid motive, it's an emotional response. No, not vengeance. Punishment.

[riotgrrrlhole]

Fun fact Thomas Jane was a villain in The crow 2 and years later he interpreted Frank Castle aka The Punisher in the second live action movie of the character ( the first one was in the 80’s starring Dolph Lundgren)

[faxxmodem]

thinkin about the amanda's law post all morning and going nuts about the state of prosecution in sawtown, usa

so by the laws of the states most often headcanoned as sawtown locations someone prosecuted for killing another person in a saw trap would probably be looking at a charge of involuntary manslaughter - there's a lot of language in these laws about 'reasonable provocation' and 'extreme emotional disturbance' that can be interpreted many different ways, all of which would likely include being kidnapped and put into a death game

now while there might be a distinction between allowing someone to die out of necessity and actively killing them in a trap (simone in pound of flesh versus brit stabbing luba), it would hinge on there being evidence of malice beyond the provocation/disturbance standard--difficult if not impossible to get in most cases due to lack of evidence and the fact that an individuals state of mind is very hard to prove in court

and though we know full well how sawtown metro PD feels about evidence, i think the sawtown prosecutors office might hesitate to go after survivors when they've got nothing to show for the jigsaw investigation except a pile of dead bodies and horror stories on the evening news... not to mention the potential threat of being tested yourself for targeting someone who's been 'fixed'

[shysideho]

Watched Saw 1 for the first time last night and i must say, Jigsaw is catholic