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Spider-Man: Brand New Day In Theaters | July 31, 2026
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Spider-Man: Brand New Day In Theaters | July 31, 2026
Punisher // Frank Castle // Jon Bernthal
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Play 00:00 (S.Walsh) https://my.w.tt/V7KbzYWy15
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So I wrote this book on Wattpad about this HUNK Shane Walsh from The Walking Dead... Check it out, it would really mean a lot.
Age gap relationship about Rick Grimes's daughter and his best friend Shane Walsh.
Description:
Everything that happens between Joesphine Grimes and Shane Walsh shouldn't happen between a girl and her father's best friend. Everything said, every touch, every look, and every flirty comment shouldn't happen, yet it won't stop them.
🎶 Nowhere to run to, Baby. 🎶 #KillerTracks #MusicMonday
Questionable Tension (Kastle) Also a birthday gift to myself ♡♡♡♡
It was a hot summer day when Frank stopped by Karen’s apartment to pick up what he called “confidential information.”
“What are you so afraid of?” Bobbing her head off key to the slow jams that blasted loudly from her radio. Moving her hips ever so gently, she grinned at Frank who watched expressioness. Softly carressing the hairy bush on his chin, his mouth hung agape. She could’ve sworn she noticed a smile creep his lips when he struggled to his feet.
“Ma'am,“ he gulped loudly bobbing a small nod. Karen sighed “right, that isn’t why you’re here.” Raising her hands in defeat she leaned behind him reaching for the power button on the radio. Hitting the off button quite forcefully. Frank arched a confused brow at her sudden aggression. She always threw these childish tantrums that a five year old would give her parents.
Karen knew there was no hope for the two of them, but her delusions gained her that sense of hope. She saw it. The day he asked her to stay in the hospital room with him. The subtle gleam in his eyes and the tiny buoyant smile that continuously played on his face anytime he spoke about his wife and children. She thought there was something behind that monster’s mean mug. Until that all changed when she saw him that night in the diner. The eyes she once knew, the hopeful, cheerful eyes slowly lost their spark filling with flames of vengeance. That’s all it’s been ever since.
“Ma'am, ” was all he could mutter through the midst of their silence. “Why do you always do that?”
“Do what?” The tone of her voice raised as she furrowed her brows at him. Her face became heated. Karen could feel the flames escaping from her ears when she walked closer “Huh Frank? Why do I always do what?”
The heat of their breaths trailed onto one another’s faces whilst they stared deep into each others eyes. It wouldn’t be the first time she’s gotten this close. Frank eyed her still - with his confused brow remaining arched - he studied her. Watching the tips of her lips twitch with each breath she took. And the slow pink shading of her nose that gave away how angry she was. “Why do I deal with your bullshit?” Tilting her head slightly and releasing a heavy sigh “I don’t know Frank. Just take whatever it is you came for.”
Groaning quite loudly his chest heaved when he nodded softly “okay.” Wrapping an arm around her hips ever so gently, she gasped when she was lifted from her feet and tossed over his shoulder. “Frank! What the fu-” she stopped mid sentence when she realized they were already making their way towards her bedroom door. The tension between them lasted for years and Frank couldn’t bring himself to hold back anymore.
“Frank,” she whispered. A smirk crept her lips when he placed her on the bed before him. Karen sat up, eyeing him from head to toe, wondering what his next moves would be. Frank’s lips remained sealed when he climbed into bed with her. Their eyes still locked on one other, he reached for the rim of her shirt when she pulled away. “What the hell do you think you’re doing Frank?”
(Haha, the ending is completely up to you guys.)
Matt: You can't just kill people you don't like, Frank.
Frank: yOu CaN't JuSt KiLl PeOpLe YoU dOn'T lIkE lIkE fRaNk.
Matt: We need to distract the bad guys.
Frank: Right.
Matt: What are we going to do?
Frank: I'm gonna kill them all. That oughta distract em.
Frank: I'm the definition of darkness. A lone wolf, fueled by nothing but pain and vengeance. Everyone should fear me. I love nothing and no one.
Also Frank: I've known Amy for two days but if anything happened to her I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.