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hi. read my frank castle/nathan summers stories.

[unalivejournal]

always a little funny to me when filmbros are vehemently anti fanfiction but love to discuss film theories. Maybe my theory is that the 2 main guys sucked each other off. And swallowed

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I mostly err on cable's arm being on the organic side of techno-organic - muscles and meat have converted to living metal wrapped around steel bone, with a few traces of red flesh and red blood surviving amongst the hostile environment of the TO virus - but on the other hand i think there's some merit to thinking about frank getting wet in his jockstrap watching cable dig around with a pair of pliers inside his own unambiguously technological, deeply inhuman arm.

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the inhuman and the ungodly: trying not to stare as cable pries open his own chest with a pair of wire cutters and digs around through liquid yet bloodless metal.

the sensual and the awful in the traditional sense of the word: frank watching slack jawed and glassy eyed at the bunch and flex of cable's enormous hard-working dull grey muscles catching thin spring sunlight as he plants his hands aside frank's ears and jackhammers his hole til he's oozing like a cream gravy MRE.

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as always i am taking feedback. i'm learning and developing.

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this guy gets it

eroticise the inhuman! find the sensuality in destruction of the self!

[aromanticduck]

There's wholesome ships and there's toxic ships, but I'd like to coin 'sodium chloride ships', where the individuals involved are both horrible and dangerous people, but somehow being together renders them surprisingly well-adjusted (if a little salty).

[estreetcastle]

friendly kitty

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frank/cable ten minutes into someone's knee popping out when clapping it from the back and logan is already out on the balcony smoking a chinese cigarette and scrolling grindr.

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tfw you think you're going to beat your meat courtside watching two huge slabs of beef fuck and suck in your own personal show and instead they're locked in some kind of bullshit psychic trance and you're nearly 200 years old and you're NOT going to waste this erection. another of life's indignities for logan.

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frank/cable ten minutes into someone's knee popping out when clapping it from the back and logan is already out on the balcony smoking a chinese cigarette and scrolling grindr.

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wade deadpool: i'm hearing that your old man hole be feeling smooth like silk.

nathan cable, tiredly: wade. you can't talk to me like that.

frank punisher not looking up from doing today's wordle: it's like putting my dick in a blood pressure cuff.

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the downside of one half of your preferred ship of beefsteak4beefsteak having a time- and location-based travel device embedded in his arm is that it makes it very difficult to set up a time-honoured fic cliche where they're snowed in a cabin with just one bed.

frank: getting pretty foul outside. reckon we should hunker down til the storm blows over. conserve heat togeth-- cable, already getting his gear together: i can have us back in bedstuy in 20 seconds. frank, talking to himself: sometimes i think about you raw clapping my cheeks loud enough to start an avalanche.

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cable/punisher is trade4trade. there will be no follow up questions.

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even with the sliding time of comics i still firmly place cable as entering contemporary time around 1987 which is why i believe that he's a dire straights guy who dabbles in steely dan, but also why i think he has the locked in daggy dad taste to think billy joel's 'just the way you are' is the most romantic song he's ever heard (an opinion thought cringe and dogshit even in 1987).

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he's staring pie-eyed at frank as billy joel's meltiest soft rock plays through the battle van's tinny stock speakers while frank is white knuckle gripping the wheel desperate to change to the first sports station he can find for today's mets/jets/nets score

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envisioning a heartwarming moment of cable hearing tracy chapman's 'fast car' for the first time and experiencing the whole gamut of human emotions about his divorce while his daughter stares at him with barely disguised disgust.

[winterpeta1s]

i believe in found divorce

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I agree with many of your points. However, at the same time though, I can't help but feel that the only way we're ever going to get a proper punisher adaptation is if the character is no longer part of the marvel or Disney brand (even Bernthal acknowledged this) because before the actor even came back, they were straight up going to abandon everything that made Frank who he is by suggesting he became math teacher and other shit. It also doesn't help the fact that the majority of the people who actively are hating on the special also have a very terrible understanding of the character as well because they keep using the max run as the definite run for Frank even though we all understand that that is a AU. It's a great comic run with many iconic moments and arcs but it's not Frank who we know in 616. Much less, MCU Frank isn't even Frank in 616. I think that's majority of the reason why I don't have an issue with the special because I know that's not comic Frank and Bernthal isn't trying to convince us that it is like the Netflix writers tried so desperately. Sorry if this makes NO sense whatsoever.

the majority of the people who actively are hating on the special also have a very terrible understanding of the character as well

you should take up tennis with a backhand like this.

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watched the punisher special 👎

frank castle is not killing himself with a temple shot like a rank amateur. frank castle is killing himself with an up and to the back with his teeth resting on the barrel, like a professional.

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also a fundamental disagreement with something that's a key bit of frank's mindset vis a vis popping pills and swigging booze. a longstanding bit of frank's character colour is even in his darkest moments or most physically painful moments he eschews painkillers beyond what he needs to stay in his feet and, depending on the writer, either abstains from alcohol entirely or doesn't drink more than a few miller high lifes. if you'd ask him you'd probably get a high minded answer about pills and drink blunting his fighting edge but imo there's a long dark streak in him that believes wholly in punishment of the self by rawdogging pain without any barriers or anything to smooth the way, no matter if that pain is physical or mental.

i don't think it's impossible to pitch a story where frank castle falls down a deep dark hole of ptsd and reaches for the oxys but jonny bernthal with his hysterical levels of podcast-based stolen valour and regular mushy declarations that his portrayal of frank castle is dedicated to the police is 10,000% not the person to even make an attempt at it.

giving jon bernthal the authorial keys to the car is just more gradual punisher bimboficiation imo [see 1][see 2]. the sharp corners that make a character compelling get flatter and flatter. the colour fades, the contrast starts to disappear.

also - and maybe the most damning thing of all - a not insignificant part of the 48 minute runtime is a weak fanfiction of the already shitty 'dirty laundry' short film and that sucked wet ass to begin with.

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watched the punisher special 👎

frank castle is not killing himself with a temple shot like a rank amateur. frank castle is killing himself with an up and to the back with his teeth resting on the barrel, like a professional.

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even with the sliding time of comics i still firmly place cable as entering contemporary time around 1987 which is why i believe that he's a dire straights guy who dabbles in steely dan, but also why i think he has the locked in daggy dad taste to think billy joel's 'just the way you are' is the most romantic song he's ever heard (an opinion thought cringe and dogshit even in 1987).

[stryfeposting]

he's staring pie-eyed at frank as billy joel's meltiest soft rock plays through the battle van's tinny stock speakers while frank is white knuckle gripping the wheel desperate to change to the first sports station he can find for today's mets/jets/nets score

[stryfeposting]

even with the sliding time of comics i still firmly place cable as entering contemporary time around 1987 which is why i believe that he's a dire straights guy who dabbles in steely dan, but also why i think he has the locked in daggy dad taste to think billy joel's 'just the way you are' is the most romantic song he's ever heard (an opinion thought cringe and dogshit even in 1987).