#bodyguard!frank castle series
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pairing: frank castle x fem!reader
summary: lately frank has been acting suspicious, and you've decided to finally confront him about it.
warnings: swearing, lots of angst
word count: 3.4k
a/n: i hope y'all have been enjoying things being nice & light & sexy & fun bc these last few chapters aren't holding back any punches. shit is about to get real. as always, feedback is welcomed/appreciated!
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Not even five minutes after Frank walked through the threshold of his apartment, the rumble of an incessant banging sounded on his front door. His dark brows instantly furrowed with irritation at the sound. Slipping his right hand behind his back to grab the handle of the gun tucked into the waistband of his jeans, he turned the knob and swung the door open with just as much ferocity as the person knocking on the other side.
The creases of annoyance on his sharp features suddenly smoothed into recognition at the sight of you standing in front of him, but not long after, his warm brown eyes widened in complete bewilderment seeing the raw fury that was burning in your eyes.
“Hey-”
Before he could utter another word, you forced your way inside his apartment, causing him to quickly retreat backwards, wincing when you swiftly slammed the front door shut behind yourself.
“You need to tell me what the fuck is going on with you, right now.”
Frank was utterly caught off guard by your aggressive behavior. The last time he had seen you this angry with him was when he showed up at your place after Cavella and Walker had attacked you. He was so distracted by your incensed entrance, he almost missed what you said. But when his brain finally caught up with his ears, your words only fueled his convoluted confusion.
“There nothin’ goin’ on-”
“Bullshit! Don’t you dare fucking lie to me, Frank.”
“Sweetheart, I’m not lyin’-”
“You’ve lied to me three times in the past month.”
Creases of puzzlement settled between Frank’s thick brows hearing that. Had he really lied to you three times? He couldn’t even remember what he’d lied about, or how you caught onto the fact that he was. Frank admittedly had been a bit out of it when it came to you lately, but he wasn’t doing it on purpose to hurt you. He just happened to be caught in the middle of something he was trying to keep you as far away from as possible.
Taking his silence as evidence of guilt, you stared up into his eyes, wanting him to see the proof of grief in your reflection that his actions had caused. You wanted him to hear the severity in the words that lacerated your tongue as they slipped past your lips that had been bitten raw from your tortured anxiety.
“You never once lied to me before Frank, ever. I don’t know why you’re choosing to start now, but if I hear one more lie come out of your mouth, I am done. I will walk out that door and I will have nothing to do with you ever again, that's it. Do you hear me?”
That caught Frank’s attention. There was no waver in your voice, no threat in your tone, just raw emotion and sincerity.
For the past month, Frank had been acting strange. You’d caught him in three white lies, and while they may have seemed small and trivial to someone else, they were anything but that to you. Because you’d been stuck with a pathological liar before, and there was no such thing as harmless lies. A lie was a lie, and it was a crack in the foundation of trust and integrity that you’d built with Frank, and a crack could turn into a rift, and a rift could divide you and make it all come crumbling down.
Since yours and Frank’s schedules didn’t always line up, you’d both done everything you could to make every moment count since your first date. But lately, it felt like you were the only one putting in the effort. Frank was chronically distracted these last few weeks. He was late to meet you for dates, he didn’t call when he said he was going to, and sometimes you didn’t hear from him at all until the day was practically over. And when he was with you, Frank was physically present, but mentally he seemed to be somewhere you couldn’t follow. Even sitting right beside one another, it felt like there were oceans of distance separating you subconsciously.
At first, you’d tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was one little white lie. One missed call after a long day. Just fifteen minutes of waiting at the restaurant. This was Frank, the man who had saved your life more times than you could count. He was different. This was real. You had nothing to be concerned about.
But then one white lie turned to three, and one missed call turned into not hearing from him until an excuse appeared across your screen at half past midnight, and fifteen minutes late turned into not showing up at all. His behavior planted a seed of suspicion in your mind that grew like wild ivy, coveting the sense of security you had in him with leaves of doubt, sprouting spirals of diabolical hypotheticals that canvassed your brain with catastrophe.
Every knot of faith Frank had woven into your heart with his actions over the last nine months were steadily being unraveled by his own hand in a matter of weeks. The confidence you had in him was now frayed in shreds and left you in a fit of mania, scrutinizing his every intent under a microscope.
You had been here before. You’d been lied to, manipulated, cheated on, pushed to the brink of insanity, and eventually left behind. You recognized all the signs of duplicity and betrayal, but you’d covered your own eyes so you wouldn’t have to acknowledge them, because it was Frank.
Blunt-and-brutally-honest, jump-in-front-of-a-bullet, remembers-every-little-detail, got-his-knuckles-bloody-for-you, killed-for-you, Frank.
And that’s why this hurt so much. That’s why this dagger of deceit tore clean right through your chest, leaving you standing in the middle of Frank’s living room, hysterical and furious for an elixir of truth that could make this pain go away and heal your belief in him once again. He’d been so MIA lately that you had spent hours camped out in front of his apartment building tonight, waiting to see his truck pull up just so you could follow him inside and finally have this conversation face to face.
Frank could hear in your voice that he’d hurt you, and even worse, he could see the evidence of it shining in your eyes. The pieces of yourself you’d lent him to patch up his own heart were suddenly bleeding at the seams seeing how his unintentionally selfish preoccupation had left you marooned. Shame didn’t begin to cover the way he felt. He knew he needed to be honest, but he couldn’t tell you everything.
Not yet.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. But it ain’t what you think, sweetheart.”
“Then what is it? Explain it to me.”
Frank took a seat on the couch and gently patted the space next to him, looking up at you with diligent patience while you internally debated between standing stubbornly or giving into his request to sit with him. After a moment you finally sat down, but you intentionally put space between the two of you and folded your arms across your chest in a silent gesture of defensiveness. Resting his forearms on the tops of his thighs, Frank clasped his right hand over his left wrist, staring down at his worn boots while deciding his next words carefully.
“I got a new assignment.”
The quiet tone of Frank’s voice and the lack of eye contact while he spoke immediately caused a spark in your nervous system.
“Where?”
“I don’t know yet.”
Frank let a moment of silence pass before turning his head to look at you with an apologetic gleam in his warm brown eyes.
“I’ve been helpin’ Madani with somethin’.”
Pinching at the bridge of your nose, you let out a slow exhale of irritation. Frank had already strained your patience with his behavior this past month, and his obscure responses were only making it worse.
“Why are you being so secretive about this?”
“It’s complicated-”
“Complicated how? You didn’t have to hide the last job from me-”
“This one is different-”
“Different how? That doesn’t make any sense-”
“You gonna let me talk? Or you gonna keep yellin’ at me?”
The way you clenched your jaw and narrowed your gaze at his quip made Frank regret letting his own frustration get the best of him. You were already pissed off, now was not the time for him to snap back at you like he normally did when the two of you argued about something. A wave of annoyance quickly crested within you. The second you stood up from the couch, Frank’s large hand reached out to grab your wrist.
“Hey, c’mon. Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?”
“Walk away from this conversation-”
“What conversation, Frank? You’re not doing anything but giving me vague excuses. What the hell am I supposed to do with that?”
Frank gave your wrist a gentle tug to get you to sit back down next to him on the couch. He once again waited calmly as you stood defiantly for a moment before reluctantly sitting back down. He let his large hand glide across your wrist to take your hand into his own, holding it firmly in his lap while cocking his head to the side to try and catch your gaze.
“Look at me, sweetheart.”
When he gave your hand a gentle squeeze, the prolonged pause of silence caused you to eventually shift your attention back to Frank, and you could see that his brown eyes were a deep shade of contrition.
“I’m sorry. I know I’ve been distracted lately, and I haven’t been ‘round like I shoulda been. And you’re right, I did lie to ya, and I’m sorry ‘bout that. I’m not tryin’ to keep things from ya, sweetheart. It’s just…this one is…it’s different.”
“Why? What makes this one so different that you have to lie to me about it?”
“It’s personal.”
Now it was your turn to be perplexed. You thought Frank was long past holding you at arms length and keeping up a fortified impenetrable steel wall around his heart and mind. He’d opened up to you before, talked about his life in the Marines, told you about the family he’d loved and lost, even spoke about them more comfortably and freely now without the shadow of grief looming over his words. Why was he back to shielding his vulnerability?
“Personal?”
Frank knew you wanted more of an explanation. You needed more. And he hated that he couldn’t give it to you right now. He hated that there was still so much that he was holding back from you, and that it was his own fault you were even doubting him in the first place.
“Listen, I can’t explain it right now, alright? But I will. When it’s all said and done, I’m…I’m gonna…I’ll have to tell ya some things first, some things you may not wanna hear and probably won’t like hearin’. But I promise, I’m gonna tell you everythin’, alright? I just need you to trust me right now.”
Every word Frank spoke hid another piece of the puzzle he was crafting, and you were left with misshapen gaps of confusion. You didn’t know what he meant by saying there were things he had to explain that you might not want to hear, or how that factored into the job he was currently working. Nothing he was saying made any sense to you, and it only left you with more crucial questions than justifiable answers. Pulling your hand away from his, you got up from the couch and started to stressfully pace back and forth.
“So the reason you’ve been a shitty boyfriend lately is because of this new assignment, that you can’t tell me anything about, other than it’s personal, but you can’t explain why that is. And it’s going to take you somewhere eventually, but you can’t tell me where, because you don’t even know yet, and even if you did, you still wouldn’t tell me. And I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume that you have no idea how long this is going to last, but you expect me to sit here and act like everything is fine between us and trust you even though I have no fucking idea where you’re going or what you’re doing. Did I miss anything?”
Frank could hear the barely concealed hostility in your tone. He couldn’t combat a single thing you said. When you finally stopped pacing and turned to face him, staring at him expectantly, a ring of treachery was blazing around your irises. He could see it right then in your eyes. If he didn’t fix this, he would lose you.
Slowly rising from the couch, Frank stood there with a dispirited weight resting on his shoulders, a look of pleading softening his warm brown eyes.
“I’m gonna handle this as soon as I can, I promise.”
“I can’t do another month of this, Frank.”
“Then it won’t be another month. I’ll figure it out before then.”
“How?”
The resentment you felt towards Frank was rapidly fading into pure desperation. All you wanted was an answer, a real answer. Something of substance that you could understand, something tangible to hold onto during this period of uncertainty. Frank could feel the despair radiating off of you in thick sorrowful waves, and the fact that you were close to forfeiting this argument had him instantly tensing as the chill of dread straightened his spine. He had to give you something.
“Listen, Madani gave me some intel, alright? I’ve been followin’ it, tryin’ to find proof she’s right, or if she’s just seein’ what she wants to see.”
“But why did she give it to you? What can you do that Homeland Security can’t?”
Frank stared at you silently for a moment, and you could see a look of hesitation flash in his eyes. There was something there, something you couldn’t figure out. But you could tell by the expression on his face that there was a lot more to this than it being a top secret assignment from Homeland. Whatever it was, it had everything to do with Frank. You just couldn’t figure out why. After a terse minute of silence, Frank stood up a little straighter while subtly clenching his jaw, and there was a hardened look in his eyes.
“Cause it’s connected to someone I know.”
The way he spoke that sentence with an ominous undertone sent an icy torrent down your spine. Sensing your trepidation, Frank let out a deep sigh and glanced around his apartment for a moment while lost in thought before eventually looking at you again, this time with a softer gaze.
“Look, I can’t explain it all right now, sweetheart. All I can tell ya is that Madani needed someone she could trust on this, and I owe her a debt.”
Letting those words sink in, you tried to put your biased emotions aside for a moment and think logically about what Frank was saying. Dinah had asked him for a favor. Part of you found it surprising that she came to Frank and Billy, considering the way she acted towards Billy the day Steven was arrested. But maybe that look of distrust and disdain had everything to do with the complicated relationship they’d had that Billy mentioned.
If Frank was working for Dinah, then he was working for Homeland, which meant he probably didn’t have a choice but to keep everything from you. And yet, here he was still trying to give you crumbs of explanations, and promising to tell you everything once this new assignment was over. At least you could lay the fear to rest that he was seeing someone else. Standing here now, you felt ridiculous that you’d restlessly jumped to the conclusion of an illicit affair. But in your own defense, it had been difficult to think clearly when Frank’s covert behavior mirrored that of past boyfriends' unfaithful performances.
As your shoulders physically deflated from your own conspiracies unraveling just to get tangled in a new set of ambiguities, you let out a deep exhale and rubbed both of your palms tiredly down your face, grasping onto the back of your neck for a moment. When you first showed up at Frank’s apartment, you had felt completely warranted in your anger. Now, you weren’t sure if you had overreacted in your manic state, or if you still had a right to be upset with Frank. At this point, you just felt drained from trying to balance on that tightrope of your own conflicting emotions.
Frank had saved your life several times over, and Dinah personally made sure that Steven would spend the rest of his life in prison. You owed them both everything. The least you could do was show them a little patience.
“Alright. Fine.”
In the nine months that Frank had known you, never once had you conceded in an argument. Even when you were in the wrong, you struggled with admitting that you had been erroneous. Frank’s blood ran cold with the thought that he might have pushed you too far healing the casual defeat in your voice. He didn’t want you to give up on him like this. Frank quickly took a step towards you the second you took a step towards the door, reaching out to gently grab your arm.
“Hey, hey c’mon. Don’t go.”
“Frank, I’m tired-”
“Then stay. Just stay here, c’mon. It’s late, yeah? Stay.”
Frank wasn’t giving you any room to decline the offer disguised as a command. One of his strong arms slipped around your waist, pulling you firmly into his chest while his large hand gently cradled the back of your head. He pressed his lips in a soft, lingering kiss to the crown of your head, hugging onto you tightly while resting his cheek against the side of your head. The rigid tension in your body lethargically began to melt, and Frank’s deep gravelly voice whispering into your ear dismantled the last of your defensiveness.
“Just stay with me, baby. Please stay.”
Frank knew that he didn’t deserve you. He didn’t feel that he’d earned this second chance at life he was getting. But he would be damned if he’d let anything ruin this now that he had you. He would’ve told Madani to go to hell if he’d known the favor was going to cause such a big disruption to the peace he’d found within you.
But not only did he owe his second shot to her, he desperately needed to know the truth himself.
“When will you leave?”
Frank hugged onto you even tighter, rubbing his hand along your lower back in soothing slow circles.
“M’not sure yet. But I’ll tell ya as soon as I know, I promise. And I’ll make sure you’re taken care of while I’m gone, yeah? I’ll be back before ya know it, baby.”
Hearing the soft sigh that sounded from you, Frank nuzzled his nose into your hair and whispered gently to you.
“Listen, I won’t take no more jobs like this, alright? I’m gonna handle this for Madani, and that’s it. I won’t do anythin’ else that’ll take me too far from you, yeah? I’m not gonna leave ya, sweetheart. I told ya I’m always gonna be here. I meant that then, and I mean it now. You ain’t ever gotta worry ‘bout that.”
You tried to find comfort in those words, but you weren’t in the mental state to accept any vows. You couldn’t get past the glaring truth that Frank was hiding something from you, and until you knew what it was, that crack of dishonesty would continue to slowly spread. You had a sneaking suspicion in the pit of your stomach that whatever verity Frank was concealing had the potential to shatter everything; unveiling the illusion that your relationship hadn’t been formed out of the impervious stone that you’d believed in, but rather of futile glass.
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no. 3 of @chvoswxtch's birthday moodboards ꩜
"There was something about the way that Frank was looking at you, and grinning at you, that made heat blossom across the tops of your cheeks and start to burn in your lower belly."
– the bodyguard, part ten: pancakes
#court's birthday moodboards <3#court🧣#moodboard#the bodyguard series#frank castle#frank castle x reader#bodyguard!frank castle#bodyguard!frank castle x reader#frank castle moodboard#the punisher moodboard#dark aesthetic#noir aesthetic#aestethic#dark academia#dark acadamia aesthetic#academia#chaotic academia#light academia#moodboard aesthetic#aesthetic moodboard#black moodboard#black aesthetic#black icons#aesthetic#dreamy#a e s t h e t i c#mb#aes#black
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my fic recs masterlist
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Bucky Barnes:
all bucky barnes
headcanon - blurb - one-shot - series
dbf!bucky - brothers bff - bff’s brother
neighbour - housewife reader
lumberjack - firefighter - bodyguard
priest bucky - college
football player - hockey player - boxer
professor - teacher - librarian/bookshop
coffee shop - soulmate - royal
other AUs - taboo
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Stranger Things characters:
all eddie munson - all steve harrington
eddie and steve (x reader)
billy hargrove - jason carver - mike wheeler
dmitri enzo antonov - jim hopper
robin buckley - nancy wheeler
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Outer Banks Characters:
all Rafe Cameron
all JJ Maybank
Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)
Pope Heyward - Topper Thorton
John B. - Sarah Cameron
Kiara Carrera
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Marvel characters:
Wanda Maximoff - Kate Bishop
Natasha Romanoff - Yelena Belova
Peter Parker - Pietro Maximoff
Steve Rogers - Stephen Strange
Frank Castle - Matt Murdock
Moon knight - Steven Grant
Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton
Loki Laufeyson - Druig
Eddie Brock - Miles Morales
Miguel O’hara - Hobie Brown
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Harry Potter characters:
Sirius Black - Remus Lupin
James Potter - Poly!Marauders
Lily potter - Cedric Diggory
George Weasley - Fred Weasley
Severus Snape - Tom Riddle
Draco Malfoy
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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:
neteyam - aonung - lo’ak
rotxo - kiri - spider
jake sully - neytiri - tsu’tey
tonowari - ronal - colonel quaritch
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Top Gun chracters:
Fanboy - Hangman - Rooster - Bob
Iceman
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Wednesday characters:
Xavier Thorpe - Ajax Petropolus
Wednesday Addams - Divina
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Bridgerton characters:
Anthony Bridgerton - Benedict Bridgerton
Colin Bridgerton
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Criminal Minds characters:
Spencer Reid - Aaron Hotchner
Derek Morgan
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The Last of Us characters:
Joel Miller - Ellie Williams
Abby Anderson
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The Devil All The Time characters:
Tommy Matson - Lee Bodecker
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Uncharted characters:
Nate Drake - Sam Drake
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Euphoria characters:
Elliot (Euphoria) - Fezco
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On My Block characters:
Mario Martinez - Oscar Diaz
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Modern Family characters:
Luke Dunphy - Alex Dunphy
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Ted Lasso:
Roy Kent - Jamie Tartt
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NHL players:
Matthew Ktachuk - Trevor Zegras
Nolan Patrick - Tyler Seguin
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Actors:
Sebastian Stan - Joseph Quinn
Jamie Campbell Bower - Danny Ramirez
Drew Starkey - Rudy Pankow
Ben Hardy - Bella Ramsey
Jenna Ortega
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Miscellaneous characters:
Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz - Marcus Baker
Rodrick Heffley - Hunter Sylvester
Lloyd Hansen - Ari Levinson
Nick Fowler - Tangerine
Rhett Abbott - Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’
Colin (Not Okay) - Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)
Ash (No Exit) - James Maguire (Derby Girls)
Jake Peralta - Nick Miller - Brian O’conner
Anakin Skywalker - Bruno Madrigal
Tadashi Hamada - Kakashi Hatake
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Miscellaneous real people:
Billie Eilish - AEW Hook
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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3
#wintersoldierslover#fic recs#fanfiction#fanfic#bucky barnes x reader#eddie munson x reader#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader x steve harrington#billy hargrove x reader#jason carver x reader#robin buckley x reader#nancy wheeler x reader#rafe cameron x smut#jj mabank x reader#jj maybank x reader x rafe cameron#wanda maximoff x reader#kate bishop x reader#natasha romanoff x reader#yelena belova x reader#peter parker x reader#pietro maximoff x reader#steve rogers x reader#stephen strange x reader#frank castle x reader#matt murdock x reader#moon knight x reader#marc spector x reader#jake lockley x reader#steven grant x reader#joaquin torres x reader
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Trope de Sept Rec List
Hi friends! I had so much fun writing tropes all of September, but I wanted to share the love and make a rec list of some of my fav tumblr authors and their stories that use my favorite tropes. Please give them a read/reblog/follow! Please respect their rules around 18+ users as well.
Matt Murdock x Reader
The Red Thread by @pastafossa (Trope: Soulmate AU)
Baby Cut the Tension by @stress--relief (Trope: Enemies to Lovers)
One Blink by @toomanystoriessolittletime (Trope: The Snap)
Sinatra Series by @peterman-spideyparker (Trope: Song Fic)
Intricacies of Identity by @courtforshort15 (Trope: Secret)
Frank Castle x Reader
The Bodyguard by @chvoswxtch (Tropes: Bodyguard AU, One Bed)
Cherry Red by @saintmurd0ck (Trope: Car Sex)
Linger by @vandominia (Trope: Twist on the morning after and sleeping love confession)
The Four Times Frank Almost Asks You to Marry Him, and the One Time He Does by @amhrosina (Trope: Five Things Fic)
Holidate by @amhrosina (Trope: Fake Dating)
Matt x Reader x Frank
Sex Pollen by @itwasthereaminuteago (Trope: Sex Pollen)
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Safe With Me by @bitsandbobsandstuff (Trope: Bodyguard AU)
Black Lace and Property Damage by @bitsandbobsandstuff (Trope: Car Sex)
Five Sweaters to Make You Want Me by @sebbytrash (Trope: Five Things Fic)
Duet by @iwillbeinmynest (Trope: Song fic)
Steve Rogers x Reader
New Year, New Steve by @real-jane (Trope: Car Sex)
Happy Birthday by @d0wnb4df0rf1cm3n (Trope: Secret)
#matt murdock x reader#frank castle x reader#bucky barnes x reader#steve rogers x reader#frank castle#matt murdock#bucky barnes#steve rogers
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recent reads - june '23
here's my june[-ish] reading list!!
i'm trying out the monthly reading thing because i want to keep track of the fics i read and want all of you to check them out too :))
if you enjoy these fics make sure to reblog and comment to show your support for the writers!
ngl, most of these are NSFW [18+ MDNI], so please be cautious of the types of fics you choose to read!
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key: (*) nsfw | (**) dark | (~) angst | (^) fluff
miguel o’hara
use me* - @inklore
touch-a, touch-a, touch me* - @dimepdf
the waiting game^ and paper flowers^ - @luveline
monster** - @writefightandflightclub
moon knight
nights~ (marc) - @leoluved
dream walking** and dream world** (marc ft. steven) - @mewhenimsad
lose something, babe~ (marc ft. steven) - @moonknightly
steven is a gentle lover; until he isn’t* (steven obvi) - @writefightandflightclub
nathan bateman
old fashioned* and well deserved* - @leoluved
three years*^~ [series] - @youvebeenlivingfictional
joel miller
voyeurism ask* - @velvetmud-h0e
dieter bravo
funny girl*^~ [series] - @radiowallet
frank castle
it ain’t me* - sophierosina (ao3)
bodyguard!frank x reader^~ [series] - @chvoswxtch
i wanna be yours*^ - @grippingbeskar
michael berzatto
afternoon delight* and something crazy*- @darlingshane
the only exception*^ - @cinewhore
bucky barnes
bumblebees and honeybees^ - @venusstorm
#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara x reader#moon knight#marc spector x reader#steven grant x reader#marc spector#steven grant#nathan bateman#nathan bateman x reader#ex machina#joel miller#the last of us#joel miller x reader#dieter bravo#dieter bravo x reader#frank castle#the punisher#frank castle x reader#michael berzatto#michael berzatto x reader#the bear#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#the winter soldier#fic recs#recent reads
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i’ll even give y’all the moodboards of each to decide 😭😭 below the cut!!!
#sirius black x reader#matt murdock x reader#james potter x reader#carmy berzatto x reader#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader#sirius black#matt murdock#james potter#carmy berzatto#steve harrington#eddie munson
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Things I'm Working On!
Part of this post is for personal accountability to make my goals more "real" and part of it is just to let y'all know I haven't dropped off the face of fic-earth and am in fact trying my best 😅
• Heartbound Chronicles •
-A loosely connected series of one-shots with Frank Castle (and a bit of Matt later on).
• Shhh, Be Quiet •
-A lighthearted College!Matt Murdock one-shot taking place in the Colombia Library.
• An Unexpected Gift •
-A sequel to my first Adrian Chase one-shot "It's His Birthday" where Reader runs into Vigilante after getting ghosted by Adrian.
• To The Polls •
-A three part Bodyguard!Victor Creed series about him taking an X-Factor assignment to protect a pro-mutant politician Reader.
• Scratch Marks •
-A insanely long, complex, dark, insanely feral and filthy Sabretooth series I'm really excited about, starring a new feral mutant female OC.
Bonus: A couple scattered one-shots/miniseries with Matt, another Venom one-shot and more Pair of Aces with Adrian.
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– Alien Invasion AU,
– Kaiju Apocalypse AU,
– Divine Judgement AU,
– Natural Disaster AU,
– Nuclear Apocalypse AU,
– Pandemic AU,
– Zombie Apocalypse AU,
— Dystopian AU:
– Nineteen Eighty-Four (George Orwell),
– Brave New World (Aldous Huxley),
– A Clockwork Orange (Anthony Burgess),
– The Handmaid’s Tale (Margaret Atwood),
– The Maze Runner (James Dashner),
– V for Vendetta (Alan Moore),
— Fantasy/Fairy Tale AU:
– A Christmas Carol (Charles Dickens),
– Aladdin (Hanny Diyaba & Disney),
– Alice in Wonderland (Lewis Carroll, Tim Burton & Disney),
– Beauty and the Beast (French fairy tale, Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve),
– Cinderella (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– Howl's Moving Castle (Diana Wynne Jones & Studio Ghibli),
– Jack and the Beanstalk (Joseph Jacobs),
– Kiki's Delivery Service (Eiko Kadono & Studio Ghibli),
– Mary Poppins (Pamela Lyndon Travers),
– My Neighbor Totoro (Studio Ghibli),
– Peter Pan (J. M. Barrie),
– Pinocchio (Carlo Collodi),
– Rapunzel (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
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– Rumpelstiltskin (German fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– Robin Hood (English folklore),
– Romeo and Juliet (William Shakespeare),
– Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– Sleeping Beauty (French fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– Spirited Away (Studio Ghibli),
– The Chronicles of Narnia (C. S. Lewis),
– The Devil with the Three Golden Hairs (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Fisherman and His Wife (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Frog Prince (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Girl Without Hands/The helpless Maiden/The Armless Maiden (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Goose Girl (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Little Mermaid (fairy tale, Hans Christian Andersen),
– The Lord of the Rings (J. R. R. Tolkien),
– The Nutcracker (fairy tale, E. T. A. Hoffmann),
– The Old Woman in the Wood (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Princess and the Goblin (George MacDonald),
– The Red Shoes (fairy tale, Hans Christian Andersen),
– The Singing Bone (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Snow Queen (fairy tale, Hans Christian Andersen),
– The Wild Swans (fairy tale, Hans Christian Andersen),
– The Two Kings' Children (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The White Snake (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
– The Wishing-Table, the Gold-Ass, and the Cudgel in the Sack (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
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– Thumbelina (fairy tale, Brothers Grimm),
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Fan Fic Masterlist
just for me to keep track of all the stuff I read.
Joel Miller
Series
Feelings on Fire
Your Summer Dream
Sex on Fire
Cowboy like Me
Bodyguard Joel
A Lover's Pinch
Off to the Races
Texas Sun
Camgirl
HBF!Joel
Whiskey Sour
Daddy Next Door
Evermore
Raider
The Menu
Candy Girl
forever for her
BnB owner!Joel
Distracted
sex on fire firefighter Joel
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one shot's
Does your mother know?
How Long
Ride, Cowgirl
Quite Type
Midnight Snack
Sticking it to the PTA
ride, cowgirl
2003
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Mando
Rough Day
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Marcus Pike
Masterpiece
Jaiver Pena
one shot's
Soft Spot for Trouble
The Crush
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Frank Castle
Ride, Cowgirl
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Matt Murdock
A Long Day
Falling for the Devil
Shy
Lingered Affection
Meet Me In Our Hotel Room
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Josh Hutcherson
Mike Scmidt
Stuck Here
dilf
unspoken Gestures
Nerd Mike
Nothing Real
Movement
don't wanna leave this play date
Pay Me
Missed You
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teach me
pairing: frank castle x fem!reader
summary: you want frank to teach you self defense, but it doesn't quite go the way you expected.
warnings: swearing, some angst, mentions of guns, explicit sexual content (minors dni)
word count: 8.3k
a/n: what better way to end this year and start the new one than with our favorite hot bodyguard. don't ask me how many times I watched that scene with him and amy. it was for science. as always, feedback is welcomed/appreciated!
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“You’re being a dick.”
“Hey, you said you wanted to learn.”
“You’re still being a dick.”
“Yeah yeah, you ain’t gettin’ no sympathy from me, sweetheart. Now c’mon, try again.”
It was a good thing the cabin was isolated in the middle of the woods, because if anyone had been looking in the living room window at that very moment, they would’ve definitely called the police in horror. Frank had a gun in his right hand that was trained on you, and while he wore a neutral expression on his face, your brows were furrowed in pure annoyance and there was a faint scowl on your lips.
Letting out a huff of irritation, you kept your eyes focused on the gun in Frank’s hand, getting back into somewhat of a fighting stance again. Clenching your hands open and closed a few times, your teeth sank down into your bottom lip before you suddenly rushed forward in an endeavor to take the gun out of his hand.
But just like he had done the past seven times you tried this, Frank easily managed to block your attempt. He grabbed your wrist in his free hand and spun you around swiftly, pulling you back firmly against his chest while a deep chuckle sounded right next to your ear.
“That was real cute.”
Letting go of you, Frank took a step back and lightly pressed at the back of your knee with the heel of his boot, sending you down to your knees below him. He decided to take it a step further and used the toe of his boot to gently shove at your ass, causing your hands to fly out to catch yourself, rendering you on all fours in front of him. Turning to narrow your eyes at him over your shoulder, the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth let you know that was very intentional.
“You know, if you wanted me on my knees, all you had to do was ask.”
“That right?”
Grumbling a string of curses under your breath, you pushed yourself back up onto your feet and turned around to shoot a death glare in Frank’s direction. His plush lips instantly parted into a crooked grin while he looked at you, cocking his head to the side slightly while his eyes twinkled in amusement.
“Aw, what’s wrong baby, hm?”
“I already told you, you’re being a dick. You’re supposed to be teaching me-”
“Then why don’t you quit actin’ like you know everythin’ and start askin’ questions, yeah?”
“How the hell am I supposed to know what questions to ask? I asked you to teach me. Teach me means tell me what to do.”
“And when have you ever done what I told ya to?”
As you opened your mouth to protest, Frank arched one of his thick brows and shot you a pointed look, and your rebuttal quickly died on your tongue. You did have a history of ignoring his instructions completely and doing whatever you wanted anyway. With that in mind, you let out a deep exhale through your nose and crossed your arms over your chest.
“Okay, that’s…fair. But this is completely out of my area of expertise. I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve never even held a gun until four days ago. And for the record, when it comes to something serious, I do listen to you. This is serious, and I’m listening.”
Originally when you asked Frank to teach you self defense with a gun, he was completely against it. He made the argument that with him around, you wouldn’t have to worry about that, to which you reminded him of the incident where two people tried to kill you in your own home where you had nothing to protect yourself with and no knowledge of how to in the first place.
The two of you went back and forth about it for at least an hour. He made the case that it was a one time incident that would never happen again, and argued that nothing was ever going to happen to you in the first place anyway because he showed up to take care of it. You argued back that Frank wouldn’t be by your side twenty-four seven anymore and would eventually be assigned to someone else, possibly taking him far away for extended periods of time.
In the end, you wore him down like you usually did until he gave in and you got your way.
Frank took in the impatient and stubborn expression covering your features, the one he had become all too familiar with and grown to adore. You were a force to be reckoned with when you wanted something, just as much as he was. Even though he didn’t want you to ever have a reason to use a gun, he would rather know you were safe and could handle yourself in his absence if it came down to it.
“Alright, alright. Wipe that pout off your face and c’mere.”
Doing your best to conceal your tiny smile of victory, you went to stand in front of Frank, but he held his large hand out to stop you and motioned for you to move back a little.
“Keep your distance, okay? You don’t wanna be too close. Now, step one.”
Frank reached out to grab your wrist and brought your hand up towards the barrel of the gun, placing his large hand on top of your own and squeezing gently to signal for you to grab onto it. Once he felt your tight grip on the barrel, he slid his hand over to grab onto your forearm and pushed against it, which caused the gun in his right hand to shift directions. It was no longer aimed at you, but pointed at the wall to your left.
“You wanna take the gun offline, yeah? Look.”
Glancing up at him briefly, you nodded to show him that you were paying attention. When he pulled your arm back in the position it was before, aiming the gun at you once again, you quickly redirected your focus back to his large hands. To reiterate what he was trying to explain to you, Frank repeated his demonstration two more times to make sure you understood.
“Offline, right? Offline, right? And push hard, as hard as you can.”
While Frank’s eyes were locked on you as he demonstrated the first step, you were studying his movements, committing every detail to memory. It seemed simple enough in theory so far. Keep your distance, grab the barrel of the gun, and push it away from yourself hard. When he let go of your arm, you let go of the gun, and you looked up to see that Frank was already watching you.
“Show me.”
Without hesitating, you swiftly reached out to grab the barrel of the gun and forcefully pushed it to the left. Frank let you redirect it to a certain point, and then pushed back to hold the gun in place. His strength was something you couldn’t combat, and as you kept pushing at the barrel, his resistance made the gun almost wobble in your hands.
“Attagirl. Easy, easy. Relax.”
Frank reached out with his left hand and grabbed onto your wrist, gently squeezing it to steady your hand.
“Alright, now step two, you go for that wrist, yeah? You get control. Go.”
Immediately you reached out with your right hand to wrap your fingers around Frank’s wrist to grab onto it tightly. Giving a slight shake of his head, Frank pulled your hand off of his wrist and guided it underneath his wrist instead.
“Look, underneath, yeah? Underneath. Go for the joint. Joints are weakest.”
Everything Frank was showing you seemed so simple that it filled you with a false sense of confidence. With your right hand under his right wrist, you gripped onto the barrel tightly with your left hand and took a step back as you tried to tug it away, thinking it would spring loose. Frank let out a grunt of disapproval and pulled his right arm back, easily slipping the gun out of your grasp completely and causing you to stumble forward a bit. He had a somewhat stern look on his face as he wagged the gun in your direction twice.
“Easy, bang bang. Don’t ever pull a gun towards you. You push it away.”
Letting out a huff of annoyance as your previous overzealous confidence fizzled out, you looked up at Frank as he held his left hand out towards you to signal for you to stay in place. He wasn’t teasing you anymore like he had been earlier. This wasn't Frank that had made you strawberry pancakes and caressed your legs while they sat in his lap as the two of you shared breakfast this morning. This was Frank that nearly sent your ex to the morgue instead of prison. He was back in full protective bodyguard mode.
“Listen to me. Use your legs, get underneath, and twist. Don’t pull, twist. Yeah? C’mon, show me.”
Taking a deep breath, you gave a slight nod and went over the steps in your head. Grab the barrel of the gun, shove it away from yourself, slip your other hand under the wrist joint, and twist the gun away. Your lips faintly twitched as you silently recited the steps to yourself three times for good measure. Frank didn’t make a move to rush you. He kept his eyes on you and waited patiently until you were ready to give it a try.
Sucking in one more deep breath, your tongue darted out to wet your lips, and you sprung into action. Taking a quick step forward, you reached out to tightly grab the barrel of the gun with your left hand, and while you pushed it away to the left, you simultaneously slipped your right hand under Frank’s wrist. Twisting the barrel of the gun forcefully to the right caused Frank’s wrist to twist with it until he was forced to let go, and in that short window of weakness you were able to pull the gun out of his hand with a hard step backwards.
Glancing down at the gun in your hands, your eyes went wide with surprise and your mouth hung open as you let out an incredulous laugh.
“Holy shit, that actually worked!”
Frank held his hands up like you had just made a touchdown, and he started to clap as a proud tooth bearing grin stretched over his lips.
“Look at that, huh? Who got a gun, huh?”
Looking up at Frank, your lips parted into a huge grin of your own while you held it up like a trophy and spoke in a proud voice.
“I have a gun.”
“Attagirl. You’re goddamn right you do. You did good, sweetheart. Real good. Feels good, yeah?”
Biting down on your bottom lip, you let out a soft laugh while admiring the gun in your hands. Well, more so admiring the fact that you were able to actually take it from Frank. The only reason you felt comfortable holding the gun right now was because Frank had shown you the clip was empty before he started demonstrating the basics earlier.
Pointing a loaded gun at Steven had been different. You were blinded in a fit of rage, not thinking clearly, but deep down you knew there was no way you would have actually pulled the trigger. However if you had been level headed, you probably wouldn’t have taken it from Billy, even if he offered.
“Yeah…yeah it does.”
And it did feel good. It made you feel strong…less helpless. Frank was giving you back a sense of safety and security that had been stolen from you when you were first threatened by the Defenders of Freedom. Even if you never used this lesson, and you genuinely hoped you wouldn’t have to, you felt a surge of confidence knowing that you were at least capable of protecting yourself in some capacity.
“Okay, step three.”
A pinch of confusion settled between your brows as you looked up at Frank when he mentioned a third step, and you noticed that he wasn’t smiling anymore. A grim look had settled over his features that sent a chill of unease down your spine.
“You just took a gun off someone that wanted to use it on you. What d’you do.”
The delight of pride had disappeared from his face and was swiftly replaced by a shadow of severity that was now coveting his sharp features, and the elated grin that was on your own lips had slowly fallen from grace. It was a rhetorical question you both knew the answer to, but you hadn’t factored in a third step. It hadn’t even crossed your mind, and Frank could see that in your eyes.
“You use it on them. Don’t matter who they are, you do not hesitate. You got that?”
Looking down at the gun in your hands, the weight of it was suddenly too heavy in your palms. Step three was a reminder that step one and two weren’t just to boost your confidence in protecting yourself; they were steps to defend yourself. Swallowing thickly, you nodded your head in silent understanding.
“Good. Show me.”
Frank’s voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. It wasn’t a command, but it wasn’t a suggestion either. Placing both of your hands on the gun the way he had shown you to properly hold it, you took a deep breath, slowly raising it to aim in Frank’s direction. You weren’t sure if it was the fact that he knew the clip was empty, or that this most likely wasn’t the first time he had stared down the barrel of a gun, but he looked completely unphased. The canvas of his face was expressionless, but his eyes were what you had learned to read. Only right now, you couldn’t understand what they were trying to tell you.
The gun trembled slightly in your grasp, as if every cell in your body knew exactly how wrong it felt to point a gun at Frank, loaded or not. The self defense lesson you wanted for a possible yet highly improbable scenario had quickly become too heavy and realistic, and you were quickly regretting even asking for it.
“Show me.”
“I’m not doing that-”
“It ain’t loaded-”
“Frank, I don’t want to-”
“What’d I say, huh? I don’t care who it is, you do not hesitate. Ever. Now, show me you understand.”
Frank’s tone was a little more forceful, but the volume of it was still even and somewhat soft. You knew there were no repercussions if you didn’t pull the trigger. He had learned early on that he couldn’t make you do anything you didn’t want to, and you trusted him enough to know that he would never try to force you. Frank never demanded anything of you, he always asked.
But you had asked for this, and he wanted you to follow through with it.
Clenching your jaw, you let out a shaky exhale through your nose, and you slowly squeezed the trigger like he had taught you to yesterday when you were out in the woods using cans as target practice. The click that sounded caused you to flinch, and it seemed to echo loudly in the living room. Frank on the other hand didn’t visibly react to it at all.
Without another word, you placed the gun down onto the coffee table a little too forcefully and headed towards the back door, wanting to put as much distance between it and yourself as possible. Frank caught your wrist before you could get too far and gently tugged you back towards himself.
“Hey-”
“I’m going for a walk.”
“No, you ain’t. You ain’t runnin’ away, you’re gonna stay here and talk to me. We ain’t doin’ that not communicatin’ shit. Why are you upset?”
“I told you I didn’t want to do that-”
“You asked me to teach you. I said no, but you kept on beggin’. What did you think this was gonna be, huh? You think you get a gun off someone, and it ends there? No. As soon as you get control and take it, you use it. No negotiatin’, no questionin’ it, you do it-”
“And what if I can’t, Frank?”
The distress in your voice made him pause and clench his jaw. He could see that you were visibly upset, and for a moment he wondered if he was being too hard on you. You said it yourself, this was not your area of expertise. It was his. Frank had years of professional training under his belt. Pulling a trigger was something he didn’t even have to think twice about. It was an automatic response. The aftermath of what followed didn’t even make him bat an eye. There were always casualties in war.
But you weren’t a soldier, and having to actually pull the trigger on someone would be something that haunted you for the rest of your life if it came down to it.
Letting out a deep exhale through his large nose, Frank stepped forward and wrapped one of his arms around your waist to pull you into his embrace while using his other hand to slip his fingers gently into your hair to brush it back before cradling your face in his right hand.
“Listen to me. If it comes down to you, or someone else, you do whatever you gotta do to save yourself, you got that?”
The rational part of your brain knew that Frank was right. If you had taken a gun from Cavella or Walker, you would’ve had to shoot them. There’s no way they wouldn’t have missed the opportunity to kill you if they had it. But the emotional part of your brain was struggling to figure out if you could handle the consequences of taking someone’s life, justified or not. Frank could see the internal conflict in your eyes, and he lightly brushed the calloused pad of his thumb along your cheekbone as the rough timbre of his voice broke the tense silence.
“Hey, no one’s sayin’ you gotta shoot ‘em point blank, alright? I’ve seen your aim, and it ain’t all that great anyway. You’d be lucky to scare ‘em off with firin’ a terrible shot just so you could get away.”
Rolling your eyes at his comment, you let out a dry laugh. As much as you wanted to be annoyed, he was right. You were terrible. You didn’t hit a single can yesterday, even at close range. You did manage to scare the shit out of some crows in a tree though.
“You are such an ass.”
The edge of Frank’s mouth twitched up into a light smirk while giving your waist a gentle squeeze.
“And you’re cute thinkin’ you could actually do some damage. I know a blind guy that can hit targets better than you. Look, you gotta stop gettin’ upset ‘bout things that might not even happen, alright? If it ever comes down to it, remember that you’re the one controllin’ the gun, yeah? It ain’t controllin’ you. Wherever you aim, the bullet’s gonna go. You can shoot ‘em in the leg, foot, shoulder, hell shoot ‘em in the dick for all I care. That’ll keep ‘em down for a while. You just promise me you’ll pull that trigger. You get ‘em down however you want, and then you get the hell outta there. That’s all you gotta do, yeah?”
Frank dipped his head to catch your eyes, staring intently into them. Letting out a deep breath, you bit down on your bottom lip and nodded while placing your hands on Frank’s biceps. You could do that. Injuring someone just to get away was a lot more manageable for your conscience. Frank lightly grasped your jaw in his large hand, his bottom three fingers wrapping around your throat while his index finger and thumb held your jaw. He tipped your head back so that you had no choice but to look up at him.
“Lemme hear you say it.”
Staring up into his warm brown eyes, you gazed up at him silently for a moment before speaking.
“No hesitating. I promise.”
“Attagirl. C’mere.”
Frank leaned in to capture your lips in a soft and sweet kiss. Sometimes it amazed you how easily he was able to talk you down from the ledge. Frank was a man of few words, but he somehow always knew exactly which ones to say to ease whatever anxieties were weighing on your mind. And the distraction of his plush lips against yours also certainly helped.
Ever since the other night by the fireplace, every kiss between the two of you that started out soft and sweet had a way of evolving into something more passionate and insatiable. Maybe it was the months of denying your feelings for one another, or maybe there was just some magnetic pull between your souls, but whatever it was, neither of you could get enough.
Before you could even register that you were moving, Frank was lifting you up by your hips and setting you down on the dining table, his hungry kisses leaving a searing path along your jawline and down the column of your neck.
“Did good today, sweetheart. Did real goddamn good, made me so proud.”
Frank’s gravely songs of praise in your ear only further ignited the flame of desire that was burning in your lower belly. Despite the warmth of his large palm touching your bare skin as he slipped it underneath your shirt to caress your lower back, a shiver teasingly tumbled down your spine from the contact.
“I had a good teacher.”
“Nah, I think you’re just a natural, baby.”
“I thought I had terrible aim?”
“Didn’t say you were perfect. Everybody’s got their strengths and weaknesses.”
A soft laugh escaped your lips before you could stop it, and you could feel the rumble of Frank’s deep chuckle vibrating in his chest that was pressed against yours.
“Wow, you really know how to sweep a girl off her feet, Castle.”
Frank pulled back slightly to look down at you, his eyes traveling over your figure to drink in the sight of you sitting on the edge of the dining table before they slowly wandered back up to meet your gaze. He arched one of his thick brows as a smug smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
“Yours are currently danglin’, sweetheart.”
Before you could retort with a smartass comment of your own, Frank’s mouth was back on your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses along your sensitive skin. Feeling his tongue gliding along your collarbone and giving it a delectable love bite, you closed your eyes and let your head fall back, granting Frank all the access he wanted to your skin.
The feeling of his lips on your neck was so heavenly you almost didn’t notice that he had popped the button on your jeans and tugged down your zipper until he was lifting you up slightly with one arm around your waist and pulling the denim down your hips with his free hand. As soon as your jeans were completely off, your own hands were reaching for Frank’s belt buckle, but he grasped your wrists and halted your attempt. A soft noise of protest quickly slipped past your lips.
“Frank-”
“Shh shh shh. Spread your legs for me, baby.”
A rush of heat pooled in your cheeks at his request, but you obliged immediately. Frank leaned in to kiss you deeply, swiping his tongue along your bottom lip and nipping at it softly while his thumbs hooked into the waistband of your panties and slipped them off too slowly for your liking. The sudden contact of the crisp autumn air coming in through the open windows hitting your slicked folds had you gasping, and Frank used that to his advantage by slipping his tongue into your mouth to caress your own sensually.
“Spread ‘em wider for me, sweetheart. C’mon.”
Frank’s deep voice was quiet, but it nestled in your ears as comfortably as it did between your thighs. He pulled you a little more towards the edge of the dining table, and when you spread your legs further for him, he sank down to his knees in front of you and let out a low groan of appreciation at the sight waiting for him.
“Attagirl, that’s it. God, look at you. You should see how fuckin’ pretty you look right now, baby.”
His large hands gripped onto your soft thighs, kneading and squeezing your flesh with his thick fingers. Frank didn’t waste a second before diving into your cunt face first. As soon as his warm and wet tongue began to strum your clit like chords to his favorite song, your eyes nearly rolled into the back of your head. He brought your legs over his broad shoulders, burying his face so deep into your core, you weren’t sure how he was breathing.
Your hand quickly found a fistful of his slightly grown out hair that you gripped onto to steady yourself, and when you gave it an experimental tug, the vibration of his groan against your clit had your thighs trembling more than any toy you had ever gotten for yourself before.
“Fuck…Frank…”
Frank let out a loud grunt as he pulled back for just a moment to stare at your glistening pussy almost in awe, his hooded eyes briefly meeting your own for a second before focusing back on the display of your desire for him.
“Taste so good sweetheart, so fuckin’ good. You got no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.”
He dove right back in, this time slipping his tongue inside of you to explore while using his large nose to bump against your clit repeatedly. The stimulation had your back arching off the dining table and a loud moan echoed throughout the cabin. Tugging harder at his dark roots, you pushed your hips up against his face, desperately and greedily searching for more. None of your exes had ever eaten you out like this before. Most of them didn’t even know what the fuck they were doing, and the rest gave up after a few minutes because it “took too long”, but still expected you to suck them off until your jaw ached.
But Frank…God, Frank knew what he was doing. His thick fingers were digging into the soft flesh of your thighs, following your hips wherever they went. The groans that continued to vibrate against your clit not only turned you on because of their stimulation, but because you could tell that Frank was genuinely enjoying eating your pussy. The fact that he was getting just as much pleasure out of it as you were had you on the brink of an orgasm alone. Frank had a way of making every experience feel brand new, and it made you realize just how much you had been missing out on in your previous relationships.
That familiar bubbly feeling was building up inside of you, cresting slowly like a tidal wave ready to wreak havoc on an unsuspecting beach. Your breaths were coming out in short staccato variations, and at this point you were roughy tugging at Frank’s hair with both hands while essentially fucking his face. Not that he seemed to mind at all. If anything, it just seemed to make him more feral.
“Yesyesyesyes…please-fuck, Frank…I…I…”
Frank pulled you even closer towards the edge of the dining table to where your ass was basically hanging off of it, and the jolt of his large palm smacking against your ass was the only indication you got that he understood what you were trying to tell him.
You thought you had more time, but your climax suddenly crashed into you without further warning, and your hips were stuttering as Frank continued his incessant assault on your pussy with his tongue. It seemed like he didn’t want to let a drop of your essence go to waste, and while you appreciated his enthusiasm, the way he was flicking his tongue rapidly against your overstimulated clit was riding that very thin line between pain and pleasure, and you were weakly shoving at his broad shoulders.
“Okay okay okay…Frank…fuck, please! Just…give me a second, God-”
Frank dragged his tongue up your entire pussy from your entrance to your clit one last time before granting you mercy with a low growl. While you panted heavily laying back against the dining room table, he was pressing featherlight kisses to each of your inner thighs, but due to your body feeling like a live wire, they felt like faint shocks that had your body jolting every time his wet lips met your heated skin. He chuckled deeply watching you respond to his touch.
“You alright there, sweetheart?”
Lifting your hand, you gave him a weak thumbs up, and Frank just laughed even louder in amusement at that. The sound of his laughter combined with your own blissed out post orgasm state had a lazy grin stretching over your lips. You felt his large and rough hands slipping underneath your shirt, gently caressing your bare skin and grabbing your waist while he leaned over you, kissing your lips deeply. The taste of your own sweet tang on Frank’s tongue had your head spinning, and a soft hum sounded in the back of your throat. Even though you were still recovering from your first ever oral orgasm, the feeling of Frank’s hard cock straining against his jeans and rubbing against your inner thigh reignited your greed.
Brushing your hand slowly down his chest, you palmed him firmly through his jeans, and Frank let out a grunt while pushing himself further against your hand. He broke the kiss momentarily to nuzzle his large nose against your throat.
“If ya need a minute-”
“No. Now.”
While you unfastened his belt in record time, Frank placed his hands on the table on either side of your head and pulled back to look down at you with a soft chuckle at your impatience. He lightly cocked his head to the side, his brown eyes darkened with lust as they roamed over you shamelessly. His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip, and a crooked smirk caressed his mouth.
“Anybody ever tell you what an impatient lil thing you are?”
A smirk of your own tugged across your lips while you slipped your hand into his jeans, stroking his thick cock through his briefs, earning a quiet grunt from Frank.
“Apart from you every day since we met? Maybe a few other people. Is my lack of patience really what you wanna talk about right now, big guy?”
The sultry tone of your voice did not go unnoticed by Frank, and in fact, it only made his cock swell even more in your welcoming hand. He slowly moved his hips back and forth as you teasingly stroked him and leaned down closer towards you, nuzzling his nose along your throat before whispering huskily into your ear.
“Got somethin’ better in mind.”
By the time Frank had carried you down the hall to the master bedroom, the two of you had left a trail of forgotten items of clothing strewn like breadcrumbs along the path from the kitchen. He let you push him back against the mattress and grabbed your hips to pull you on top of him, his lips moving in sync with your own, but when you felt the swollen head of his cock bump against your clit, you suddenly pressed your palms firmly against his chest and pulled back while breaking the kiss.
“Wait.”
Frank immediately paused, loosening his grip on your hips, his lust clouded eyes clearing a bit while searching your own and wandering over your figure for the source of the problem.
“What? What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
The concern in his rough timbre combined with the worry in his soft brown eyes made your heart melt. A gentle smile covered your lips while you reached out to delicately hold his strong jaw in your hands, and you leaned in to kiss his lips softly.
“Nothing’s wrong. I just don’t think it’s fair you get to have all the fun.”
Frank’s apprehension morphed into confusion, and a few creases nestled between his thick brows.
“Huh?”
Letting out a soft laugh at how adorable he looked when he was confused, you decided to explain with actions instead of words. When you moved backwards off his lap to settle between his legs, Frank raised himself up on his elbows, following you with his eyes as he watched you intently.
“What are you-holy shit.”
Frank’s jaw went slack the second you leaned in and wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around it once before beginning to take a few inches into your mouth. Placing one of your hands on his left hip, you teasingly moved your lips up his length until he was out of your mouth with a satisfying pop. Pursing your lips, you let a string of glistening saliva slowly drop onto his tip and used your free hand to spread it down the rest of his thick cock for lubrication, and after wrapping your fingers around his girth, you began to twist your wrist up and down slowly.
You could feel how tense he was through your hold on his hip. Glancing up at him through your lashes, you noticed that he was staring directly at you, completely mesmerized, and was gripping onto the sheets so tightly you thought he might rip them. Moving your hand from his hip, you reached out to caress his hand, and he slowly loosened his grip, his knuckles no longer stark white. His plush lips were parted, and he was breathing hard, his thick brows knit in complete focus. You allowed him to slip out of your mouth for just a moment to smile softly up at Frank.
“Just relax.”
The sweet sound of your voice seemed to reach his ears, and after a few more moments of hesitation, Frank finally laid back against the mattress and let his head rest on the pillows. He moved the hand that was underneath yours to grab your wrist, turning your hand over so he could slot his fingers between yours to hold it. His other hand slowly came over to card his fingers through your hair before cradling the back of your head. Giving his hand that you were holding a light squeeze, you continued to hold eye contact with Frank while slowly sucking him off, using your hand that was around his base to work over what wouldn’t fit in your mouth.
The sound of his quiet grunts and low moans sent a thrill through you, and you wanted to know just how vocal he could get. Letting go of his hand, you placed both of your palms firmly on his hips and relaxed your jaw completely, taking his entire cock into your mouth until his tip hit the back of your throat. A guttural groan ripped from the depth of his chest and his lower abdomen instantly tensed up as he gripped onto your hair.
“Goddamn-fuck…fuck, sweetheart. Do…do that again. Please…please baby, do it again.”
Taking in a deep inhale through your nose, you prepared yourself to deepthroat Frank’s thick cock again, and this time you held him there until your eyes started to water. He let out a louder moan of your name, and that caused the throbbing between your thighs to evolve from dull to downright unbearable. You thought about sneaking your hand downwards to get a little relief, but Frank had been so unselfish when he ate you out, only focused on your pleasure, and he deserved that same treatment.
All of a sudden, Frank roughly tugged at your hair, and that made you moan around his cock. You heard him let out a quiet fuck under his breath in response. He gave your hair another tug to get your attention, and his cock slipped from your lips as you licked them and tried to catch your breath while staring at him, noticing that he had sat up.
“C’mere.”
He didn’t give you a chance to protest before he grabbed your throat and pulled you in close to kiss you fervently. Frank’s large and rough hands grabbed your hips and pulled you onto his lap again, and you let out a soft whine against his lips when the head of his cock rubbed against your sensitive clit.
“Frank, I didn’t get to finish-”
“As much as I’d love to come down that pretty throat, I need ya baby. Need ya now.”
Grabbing the base of his cock, Frank positioned himself perfectly with your entrance and pulled you down slowly, letting you feel every single inch of him. Your mouth hung open at the sensation, and your body instantly tensed up. You thought Frank had been deep the other night, but he was reaching an even greater depth inside of you right now if that was possible. There was a slight burn as your walls stretched to accommodate his size, but your brain barely even registered it, because Frank was slipping his tongue into your mouth and kissing you sensually as if he wanted to steal the very essence of life from your lungs.
Once he was fully nestled deep inside of you, a high pitched cry left your mouth, and he wrapped his arm around your waist tightly.
“Shh…s’alright. Just relax for me, sweetheart.”
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you clung to Frank as he wrapped both of his strong arms around your waist and held you tightly against his chest. Both of you sat there for a moment, your foreheads pressed together as you panted. He rubbed his large calloused hand up and down your spine soothingly, his teeth grazing along your ear lobe and biting down gently to distract you from any discomfort. Slowly, the tension in your body melted, and you gave an experimental roll of your hips that had your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
“That’s it…attagirl. Take your time, sweetheart. M’right here. I got you.”
This felt right. It felt…perfect. Those three little words almost slipped out right there. Grabbing onto the back of his neck, you pulled Frank in for a passionate kiss, trying to pour every ounce of emotion you felt into it. He groaned quietly against your lips when your nails lightly scratched at the back of his head where his hair was shaved closely to his scalp. Moving your hips in slow circles, you grinded down onto Frank’s cock, and he flexed his hips upwards to match your rhythm. The other night by the fireplace had been the best experience of your life, but this…this was something you couldn’t put into words.
Placing your palms against Frank’s firm chest, you pressed lightly and he followed your silent instructions, allowing you to push him onto his back. His large hands gripped firmly onto your hips as he gazed up at you, and you kept your palms flat on his chest while slowly riding his cock. Neither of you could tear your eyes away from each other. The feeling of his warm hands leisurely moving up your bare skin made you shiver, and a soft gasp left your lips when he groped your breasts and squeezed gently. The calloused pad of his thumb gingerly brushing over your peaked nipple had you arching your back, pressing your chest further into his eager hands.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
The sincerity in Frank’s vulnerable whisper nearly brought tears to your eyes. He wasn’t saying it because he thought it was what you wanted to hear, he was saying it because he felt it, and he was making you feel it too. The way he was staring up at you like you were the only thing that mattered had your heart swelling inside your ribcage like a balloon about to burst. It had been a long time since you mattered to someone, and you felt lucky it was Frank. The look in his eyes was almost too much to handle.
Letting your head fall back, you closed your eyes for a moment as you writhed on top of Frank, getting completely lost in how good it felt to be connected to him in such a raw and intimate way. One of his hands traveled up from your breast towards your throat, and he wrapped his fingers tightly around it almost entirely, forcing you to face him again. He pulled you down over him so that your forehead was pressed to his, and the two of you stared deeply into each other's eyes.
“Frank-”
“I wanna see you. Wanna see those pretty eyes when you come for me. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
Being this close to him, you noticed for the first time that there were scattered flecks of honey in his deep brown eyes. They looked so warm and inviting, like two melted pools of chocolate you wanted to drown in. The eyes that could say so much with a single look. You thought you could see it…that flicker that he felt it too. You wanted to tell him so fucking badly, but you didn’t want to ruin the moment, and the way he was hitting that spongy spot inside of you that could cause supernovas to appear behind your eyelids was making it hard for you to speak at all.
Holding his face in your hand, your eyes drifted back and forth between his own as you stared down at him in complete devotion, your lips parted as you nodded your head frantically while short and breathy moans escaped you. Frank’s eyes were focused solely on you, one of his hands holding the back of your head while his other remained around your throat. It was getting harder and harder for you to keep your eyes open, but you didn’t want to miss a single second of this moment.
It was also getting harder and harder to not voice the sentiment that was overflowing from your ribcage.
“Frank…I…I-”
Frank cut off your words by capturing your lips in a heated kiss. The softness of his lips against yours, the heat of his bare skin pressed to your own, his thick fingers wrapped around your neck and tangled in your hair, his pubic bone rubbing just right against your clit…it was all too much. Breaking the kiss, you buried your face into the crook of his neck and let out a sharp cry of his name. Your nails raked harshly down his chest when your climax finally peaked, and a white hot cloud of hedonistic desire blinded your vision.
Your entire body seized up, and you could faintly hear Frank whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he gripped your hips and repeatedly thrust up into you, fucking you through your orgasm while barreling towards his own. The sensation of that alone was enough to nearly send you free falling into another. The intensity of your orgasm had rendered you an incoherent and moaning mess. Frank dug his fingers roughly into the flesh of your hips and came with a deep grunt that nearly sounded like a growl, letting out a loud groan of your name.
The room felt like a sauna. Your face felt overheated, and your hair was stuck to your cheeks and the back of your neck with sweat. Frank had his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, hugging you against his chest. The feeling of his strong heartbeat thundering against your own chest kept you anchored to the moment while your body trembled with aftershocks. You couldn’t move, and you didn’t want to.
As soon as Frank made a move to sit up and pull out of you, a desperate and high pitched whine of protest fell from your lips while you gripped onto his shoulder and dug your nails into the muscle.
“No no no no no, please…don’t move.”
Frank instantly stilled, bringing one of his hands up to brush the sweaty hair stuck to your forehead and neck away. He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead and gave your body a gentle squeeze in his strong arms.
“Okay, we don’t gotta move yet.”
Letting out a soft sigh of relief, you buried your face further into Frank’s neck, letting the comforting scent of his cologne calm you. He gently carded his thick fingers through your hair and kept holding you tightly to his chest while resting his head against your own.
“I just wanna stay like this for a while.”
“We can stay like this as long as you want, sweetheart.”
When you started to regain your senses, you started to wonder just how true that statement was.
How long could you and Frank stay like this before reality came knocking?
Your home wouldn’t always be a crime scene. Eventually the two of you would have to go back to work. Now that everything had changed between the two of you, what would a new normal look like? Frank’s job required him to be with someone constantly. What happens when he gets assigned to someone else? What if it’s another woman? Even though Frank was broody and unapproachable initially, you had still found him attractive, and all the time you spent together over the past few months led you right here to this moment.
What if that happened with someone else? What if the next woman he was assigned to found him just as attractive? What if she wanted him? You and Frank hadn’t really established what this was between the two of you. Were you together? Did he want to be together? Would he still want to be together if the next woman was prettier and less stubborn and actually-
“Quit it.”
The sound of his deep voice breaking through the silence interrupted your spiraling.
“What?”
“Whatever you’re overthinkin’ right now, let it go.”
Removing your face from the crook of Frank’s neck, you pulled back slightly to peer down at him in pure curiosity.
“How do you even-”
“I can practically hear the gears turnin’ in your head, sweetheart. You keep thinkin’ so hard, smoke’s gonna start comin’ out of your ears.”
Giving him a pointed look expressing you weren’t amused, he let out a quiet chuckle and gently brushed the calloused pad of his thumb along your cheekbone.
“C’mon, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry ‘bout right now. Just relax, yeah?”
Letting out a soft sigh, you nodded and laid your head back against Frank’s shoulder, nuzzling your nose against his neck as he hugged onto you tightly. For a while, you two laid there wrapped up in one another, and you were able to let some of your anxieties go. The afterglow of your shared euphoria was peaceful, and you could’ve even fallen asleep at that moment, but something Frank said earlier suddenly popped back into your head.
“Hey Frank?”
“Hm?”
“Do you really know a blind guy that has a good aim with guns?”
Frank let out a quiet snicker at your question.
“He don’t use guns. He’s too…Catholic.”
That did nothing to answer your question and only fueled you with more inquiries.
“But…you said he could hit targets better than I could.”
Frank simply grunted in response. You stayed silent waiting for further explanation, but when one didn’t come, you continued your questions.
“How?”
“Hell if I know.”
Sitting up a little bit again, you stared down at Frank in complete puzzlement.
“But…he’s blind. That doesn’t make any sense.”
“No it don’t.”
“So…he’s-”
“An asshole. Go to sleep.”
Letting out a soft laugh, your eyes widened slightly as you gently smacked his chest.
“Frank!”
“What? Cause he’s blind he can’t be an asshole?”
“Well…no. But…how does he do it?”
“You’ll have to ask ‘em yourself.”
“I thought Billy was your only friend.”
Frank pulled a look of faux offense at that, his thick brows knit as he let out a puff of air through his lips.
“Ouch. I got other friends, smartass. And I never said he was one. He’s more of a pain in my ass.”
Frank gently pinched your ass which made you squeal before erupting into a fit of laughter.
“Hey!”
A huge grin split across your lips as he suddenly flipped you both over, managing to keep himself nestled inside of you while he pinned you beneath his large body. As he leaned in to kiss your lips, you brought your index finger up and pressed it against his mouth.
“I’m not done. I have more questions.”
“Course you do.”
“I wanna know who this mystery blind man is with good aim, and your other friends that you suddenly have that you’ve kept from me. While you’re at it, is there anything else you’re hiding, Castle?”
While your question was intended to be teasing, a dark look flashed across Frank’s eyes, and it made your breath hitch in your throat. He stared down at you silently for a moment, and it made you wonder just how much more there was to Frank that you hadn’t uncovered yet. As soon as you removed your finger from his lips, Frank leaned in closer, caging you in with his large hands on either side of your head. As he loomed over you, he slowly thrust his hips against your own, pulling a sharp gasp from your chest. His breath was warm against your lips while he nuzzled his large nose along your own, his rough voice coming out in a husky whisper.
“Think I liked you better when the only thing you could say was my name, sweetheart.”
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no. 2 of @chvoswxtch's birthday moodboards ꩜
"A surge of heat instantly spread across the tops of your cheeks, and between your thighs, as the phantom touch of Frank’s firm grasp on your waist burned once again on your skin. You had fantasized so many times about sitting on Frank’s lap and kissing him like that, but your imagination could never compare to the real thing. Your lips started to tingle again at the memory of his warm and soft lips responding eagerly to your kiss, and your ears rang loudly with the echo of his low groan that had sounded in his throat."
– the bodyguard, part nine: stakeout
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Mr and Mrs Castle (Frank Castle x Reader) (1/3)
A/N: welcome to my Frank Castle series! I think this might have like, a total of 3 chapters! So excited bc i’ve been in my punisher era and i love him so much
It was a cool spring day when (Y/n) found herself knocking on the door of Frank Castle's apartment. He of course was no fool, and wouldn’t open the door no matter what she said on the other side, but she also was no fool and knew he would be listening.
“Mr. Castle, you might not remember me, my name is (Y/n) (L/n). Last time we had met on unfortunate circumstances, as you might recall one of my bodyguards most likely broke your nose.” She paused, remembering the incident like it had happened yesterday and not months back. He threatened her, causing her people to attack him, and of course he beat them all. “I’m not here to fight, I’m here on business.”
The door flung open, but (Y/n) stood her ground and looked up at the man in front of her. “What kind of fucking business would I want with you?” He was still angry from the last time he had encountered her it seemed. “I should kill you right now for the shit you put me through.”
She shrugged, brushing past him and entering his home; knowing he was looking at her in shock from doing so. “It’s not my fault that you were told to kill me, and didn’t do so.” She told him as she sat down on his couch, sliding her coat off and folding it neatly on her lap. “Besides, I’m here on business.”
Frank glanced over at her, then checked outside where he could see no one else was standing. No one watching–no one around. “You come alone?”
“I came alone.” She confirmed as she reached down as she grabbed her purse, putting a manila folder down on his coffee table. “And like I said, I’m here for business.”
He slammed his front door shut, locking it behind him as he moved to stand in front of her, making no move to grab the folder. “What kind of business?”
(Y/n) knew better than to break eye contact with him. Sure he was all muscle, but he could move faster than anyone she ever met before. “I need your help getting into a gala, and you’re the only one for the job.”
“Can’t you hire some fancy guy to play your boyfriend or something? What does an heiress need my help with?” Frank questioned as he pulled up a chair to sit across from her. He figured if she was going to try and kill him, she wouldn’t talk this much.
“I figured that by bringing you into the mix, you would appreciate my help.” She said, leaning forward and sliding the folder closer to him with one perfectly manicured hand. “This gala is hosted by the Russians, I’m sure you’ve heard of them. I figured you could always use whatever intel you find, and I’ll owe you a favor in return.”
He leaned forward to pick up the folder, opening it to find a list of people going to the gala, along with some more information about each person set to attend. “Why do you want to help me? I thought you wanted to kill me?”
She sighed as she shook her head, a smile tugging at her lips. “I never wanted to kill you. I mean, after I found out you were hunting me down, sure, I was kind of hoping that someone would take you out before you got to me. But I figured, this could be the start of something nice. You do me a favor, and I owe you one in return.”
“Why do you want my help anyway?” Frank questioned as he threw the folder back down on the coffee table, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. He knew that she would play more on the buisness side of things, and while she was firm, would of course follow through with her end of the deal.
(Y/n) suddenly looked bashful, looking down at her hands before she got the courage to look at him again. “I surprisingly trust you to keep me safe. I know you don’t fuck around with anyone, and when I was at Fisk’s benefit and watched the people around me get poisoned; I knew I needed someone by my side who wasn’t afraid to get their hands dirty and protect me.”
“I ain’t no bodyguard.” He mumbled, watching as she shook her head.
“I’m not asking you to be my bodyguard for the night. I’m asking you to be my date for the evening.” She told him quickly, watching as he froze like a deer in headlights in front of her.
“Your date?” Now Frank was truly confused. A woman he had previously once almost killed for money, was now sitting in his living room asking him to be her date to a party like they were teenagers before their senior prom. “Are you fucking with me right now?”
(Y/n) rolled her eyes, trying her best not to laugh at him as she knew it would make him upset. “Like I said, I trust you. I want you, to be my date.” She said as she glanced down at the folder that was tossed aside on the table. “If you read instead of skimming, you would have seen that I would compensate you for your trouble. Not only that, but I will be providing you with a suit for the evening, and then when you get there; it’s free food and wine for the night.” She said as she stood up from the couch. “You have my contact information there if you want to accept, if not, I understand.”
As she turned away and was slipping her coat on, Frank stood up and walked over to the doorway where she was standing. “I’ll do it. What else did you need from me?”
She smiled up at him, reaching her hand up and gently resting her hand on his cheek where there was a cut that had yet to heal fully. “Try to protect your face in the time being. I don’t really think showing up all black and blue would be a great look.” (Y/n) told him as he cracked a smile. “I’m honest about what I said. This is a really big favor for me, and I know you’re not the person who really wants people to do favors for them.”
“Who knows, maybe one of these days I’ll ask you to buy me a boat to sail across the world or something.” He chuckled as she moved her hand away from his cheek, his face slightly falling at the lack of touch. “When is this thing?”
“Next week on Saturday. I can have a driver sent for you, and you’ll meet at my house.” She told him as she opened the front door, sighing as the once fair weather now turned to rain. “Any other questions before I go?”
He reached behind the door, watching as her eyes never left his own. For all she knew, he could be pulling out a gun to finish the job right then and there. “Want an umbrella?” He asked as he held out the black vinyl umbrella to her.
(Y/n) smiled as she took it from him, opening it as she stepped off his porch. “Thank you. I’ll see you next week.”
Frank stood in the doorway and watched her leave, walking up the driveway and getting into a car that was parked a good distance away. He didn’t have the heart to tell her the reason he couldn’t kill her when he was hired to was because she made his heart stop and time move slow. But maybe he would eventually.
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darkness* - @ezrasbirdie
joel miller
what comes after*~ - @softlyspector
frank castle
all up in smoke^ - @saintmurd0ck
raymond smith + tangerine x reader
who you belong to*~ - @youvebeenlivingfictional
#fic recs#recent reads#poe dameron#din djarin#the mandalorian#henry cavill#geralt z rivii#kylo ren#reylo#bamon#jake lockley#steven grant#marc spector#nathan batemant#blue jones#santiago garcia#miguel o'hara#llewyn davis#ezra prospect#joel miller#frank castle#raymond smith#tangerine#series recs
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❥ = smut
✦ = angst
❋ = fluff
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 James Potter
♫ one shots ミ★
u.n.i (coming soon) by ed sheeran
♫ series ミ★
will we talk? (2.9k+) by sam fender
it was only meant to be a one night stand-- a pretty fucking amazing one night stand, but one night nevertheless. so when your dad informs you of a bounty on your head and beloved bakery, you expect just about anyone in the world but james to show up as your newly appointed bodyguard.
he doesn’t even fit in with the decor.
pt ii. coincide (coming soon) by catfish & the bottlemen
pt iii. i can see you (coming soon) by taylor swift
pt iv. fallout (coming soon) by catfish & the bottlemen
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Eddie Munson
♫ one shots ミ★
tell her you love her (2.9k+) ❋ by echosmith
the two of you were oblivious idiots, but you were idiots in love (with each other, except neither of you knew it and Eddie fucked up a little -- a lot -- before you’d ever find out)!
no one knows (4.8k+) ❥❋ by queens of the stone ages
it had been your idea to keep your relationship with eddie a secret, but when a party gets out of hand and the jealousy (and alcohol) kicks in, you begin to regret your decision.
bite the hand (2.0k+) ✦ by boygenius
things come crashing down around you when you watch eddie from the sidelines of the stage. you know you shouldn't leave but you beg eddie for forgiveness anyway.
♫ series ミ★
false god (3.2k+) ✦ ❥ - complete by taylor swift
sleeping with your best friend was never a good idea, especially when you’re in love with said best friend. and though he’s confessed his feelings to you, they were feelings he felt for an entirely different girl.
pt ii. another love (3.0k+) ✦ by tom odell
pt iii. feel again (6.1k+) ✦❋ by one republic
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Matt Murdock
♫ one shots ミ★
bruises (2.1k+) ✦ ❋ by lewis capaldi
matt comes home, battered and bruised. you take care of him, like you always do, but he asks for something more, just this once.
right where you left me (4.6k+) ❥ ✦ by taylor swift
snippets of how you once met matt murdock accidentally, and then purposefully on the same day every year.
follow you (coming soon) by bring me the horizon
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Bradley Bradshaw
♫ one shots ミ★
hold me while you wait (2.9k+) ✦ by lewis capaldi
when rooster goes down, you remember how you loved him, how that wasn’t enough, and how there was still so much left unsaid.
soul meets body (3.6k+) ❥ ✦ ❋ by death cab for cutie
you begin to question whether there’s something wrong with you when bradley refuses to touch you, little did you know you’d got it all wrong.
take a chance on me (9.2k+) ✦ by abba
your daughter stumbles upon a photo of you and a mysterious man, immediately noticing the similarities between him and her. nothing good can come from revisiting the past, especially one you’d hoped to avoid because you’d never gotten the courage to tell him, the man from the photo, that he’s a father.
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Frank Castle
♫ one shots ミ★
post break-up sex (2.9k+) ❥ ✦ by the vaccines
“post break-up sex to help you forget your ex.” only, does it count if the person you’re about to fuck is the very person you’re trying to forget?
got me started (coming soon) by troye sivan
espresso (coming soon) by sabrina carpenter
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Steve Harrington
♫ one shots ミ★
bags (2.2k+) ✦ by clairo
you'd loved steve since you were fifteen, followed him wherever he went. so when you were finally over him, stumbling home with another man clinging to your side, why was he waiting by your doorstep?
♫ series ミ★
hackensack (coming soon) by fountains of wayne
pt ii. i remember everything by zach bryan
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Carmy Berzatto
♫ one shots ミ★
spit of you (coming soon) by sam fender
nine ball (coming soon) by zach bryan
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Sirius Black
♫ one shots ミ★
burn, burn, burn (coming soon) by zach bryan
♫ series ミ★
pacifier (5.4k+) ✦ by catfish & the bottlemen
something about your relationship with sirius black had never sit quite right with you, and now that he's back after two years of travelling the world, you're beginning to think that you'll soon find out what'll happens if the two of you finally fall over the edge of whatever precipice you've been teetering close to all these years. plus, you've got to work with him all summer, so what's the worst that could happen?
pt ii. slipping through my fingers (3.3k+) ✦ by declan mckenna
pt iii. all of me wants all of you (3.3k+) ✦ ❋ by sufjan stevens
pt iv. fluctuate by catfish & the bottlemen
pt v. where do we go now? by gracie abrams
📼 ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ✫彡 Tim Bradford
♫ one shots ミ★
sparks (coming soon) by coldplay
someone to love (coming soon) by fountains of wayne
#masterlist#my writing#fanfiction#bradley rooster bradshaw#bradley rooster bradshaw x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#top gun: maverick#stranger things#matt murdock#matt murdock x reader#daredevil#frank castle#frank castle x reader#eddie munson smut#bradley bradshaw smut
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Well here we are again! Here’s a list of the incredible fics I’ve read this month. As always, please make sure you check individual warnings for each fic. You are responsible for your own media consumption! This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ and most of these fics contain adult themes.
Please give some love and reblogs to all these incredible writers because they deserve all the praise! Hope you enjoy these as much as I did 💕
* indicates a series/multi-part fic
✨ @swtbbybarnes
Show time (Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes)
✨ @jobean12-blog
From bed to better (Bucky x female reader)
Returning to love (Bucky x reader)
A vampire's love (Bucky x reader (Vampire!Bucky))
Groucho barnes (Bucky x reader)
Pun intended (Bucky x reader)
The boy next door (Bucky x reader)
✨ @lokithealligator
*Born in flames (Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
✨ @world-of-aus
*Stark industries: the soldier (Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader)
✨ @metalbuckaroo
Picnic (dbf!bucky x fem reader)
Birthday to remember (Stripper!Bucky x Innocent!Reader)
✨ @littlelioncub43
Find out next week (Lee Bodecker x Reader)
✨ @afriendlyblackhottie
Positions (Andy Barber x Black!Reader)
✨ @cherienymphe
*Crossfire (Biker!Bucky x Reader x Steve)
✨ @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
*Wilford's demands (Curtis Everett x You)
Patience kitten (Ari Levinson x You)
✨ @sweetlyscared
Unknown variables (Andy Barber x Fem!Reader x Ari Levinson)
✨ @holacia2
*kisses (Ransom Drysdale x reader)
✨ @bemine-bucky
After dark (Frank Castle x Reader)
Coney Island (Pre-Serum!Steve x Reader)
Confessions (Sam Wilson x Reader)
Dive in (SugarDaddy!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
✨ @angrythingstarlight
Check and mate (Alpha Biker Chris x omega reader)
A private after party (Rockstar Stucky x reader, Steve x reader, Bucky x reader)
Hazy dreams and good mornings (Firefighter Bucky x reader)
All dressed in white (Dark Mafia!Bucky x reader)
Wicked little games (Mafia Steve x bratty reader, bodyguard Bucky x reader x bodyguard Andy)
✨ @drabblewithfrannybarnes
*My best friend Jensen (Jake Jensen x female best friend reader)
Never have I ever... (Jake Jensen x female reader)
✨ @buckys-darling
Electric (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
✨ @holdontorogers
Illicit affairs (Andy Barber x fem!Reader)
*Will you teach me? (Steve Rogers x agent!reader)
✨ @amythedvdhoarder
*Stockholm syndrome (Dark Stucky x Reader)
✨ @stargazingfangirl18
Taken (Andy Barber x female!reader x Ransom Drysdale x Steve Rogers)
✨ @navybrat817
*Howling commandos tattoo (Bucky Barnes x female!reader x Steve Roger)
✨ @tuiccim
*A scarred enigma (Bucky Barnes x OC Lexa Green)
✨ @saiyanprincessswanie
Dreams do come true (Steve Rogers x reader)
✨ @samwilsons-pillowpecs
Little spoon (Sam Wilson x Female Reader)
✨ @whisperlullaby
Falcons (Brock x Reader (briefly) Sam Wilson x Reader (AU))
✨ @river-soul
Serendipity (Andy Barber x Reader)
✨ @wkemeup
*Start again (steve x reader)
Understudy (bucky x reader)
✨ @sweeterthanthis
*Where the wildflowers grow (Dark!Lee Bodecker x Female Reader)
✨ @buckybarneschokeme
25 years (Dad!Bucky x Reader)
✨ @dreamlessinparis
Let the poison seep through (Dark!Lee Bodecker x Innocent F!Reader)
Tear my life into pieces (Curtis Everett x reader, soft!dark!Colin Shea x Reader)
✨ @christowhore
Eye for an eye (mob!bucky barnes x barnes!wife!reader // mob!bucky barnes x mistress!dolores // mob!thor odinson x barnes!wife!reader)
✨ @payperhearts
Work from home (ceo!andy x employee!reader)
✨ @bucksfucks
*Suite 8 (mob!bucky barnes x f!stripper!reader)
✨ @syntheticavenger
Shame and fortune (Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader and Soft Dark! Ari Levinson x Female Reader)
✨ @the-iceni-bitch
Plain to see (Single DILF elementary school teacher!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist fem!reader)
The boyfriend experience (Ari Levinson x fem!Reader)
✨ @jamalflanagan
Never let me go... (soft dark!Bucky x woc!reader)
✨ @vampy-doll
*Bride of soldat (Bucky Barnes x reader)
#hopefully all the tags and links works!#fic rec#august fic recs#Bucky barnes#ari levinson#Steve rogers#ransom drysdale#Andy barber#curtis everett#sam wilson#lee bodecker#Jake jensen#Bucky Barnes x reader#Ari Levinson x reader#Steve Rogers x reader#Ransom Drysdale x reader#Andy Barber x reader#Curtis Everett x reader#Sam Wilson x reader#lee bodecker x reader#Jake Jensen x reader
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To-Do List
All requests received will be placed here under the category they fall in. This is not indicative of the order they will be written/posted. Requests will be crossed out once written and deleted from this list once posted.
Fics (including Prompts & Song Fics)
Into the Spiderverse - Peter B Parker - Fic where Peter is set up on a blind date and has to deal with falling in love all over again
Mad Max: Fury Road - Max Rockatansky - Song Fic with Rise by Glitch Mob
Inception - Eames - Fic where Eames goes after the reader in limbo when a job or trial run goes run
Marvel - Steve Rogers - Fic where trans!reader is touch starved and gravitates towards Steve but feels insecure about being needy and distances themselves. Eventual mutual confession.
Stranger Things - Steve Harrington - Prompts: “You can’t keep it bottled up forever”, “It’s okay to cry you know”, and “You’re safe, I promise”
Drabbles
View Askew/Clerks - Randal Graves - Drabble using the prompt “I think I could use that hug right now”
Gif Imagines
Character Letters
Headcanons
Clerks/View Askew - Jay - HCs for dating Jay (Currently Writing)
Clerks/View Askew - Randal Graves - HCs for dating Randal
Mallrats/View Askew - Brodie Bruce - HCs for domestic/romantic intimacy (non-NSFW) with Brodie (ie. hand-holding, etc.)
Booksmart - Amy Antsler - HCs for dating Amy
Character Playlists
Character Aesthetics
Preferences
Fall/Halloween
X-Men - Charles Xavier (AOS Trilogy) - Fic where Charles and his wife are exploring a haunted house
Fright Night - Jerry Dandridge - Fic with Jerry and a vampire hunter!reader
Entered Writing Challenges
Own Ideas
Arthur Shelby x Reader Fic - Writing. Section 4 of 6
Law & Order SVU Series. Mike Dodds x Trans!Male OC (rewrite of previous series) - Currently Outlining
Nick Amaro x Reader (male!reader) - Song Fic: St. Bernard - Lincoln
Arthur Curry x Reader - Magic AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine having to team up with Arthur to fight an ancient evil. The only problem is the two of you come from rival kingdoms and fight each other on every decision
Frederick Chilton x Reader - Bodyguard AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being hired as Chilton’s personal bodyguard after the Gideon incident
Scott Lang x Reader - Coffee Shop AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being a hacker and working with Scott while he bounced from job to job after getting out of jail
Freddy Newandyke x Reader - FBI AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being Freddy’s FBI partner
Wade Felton x Reader - Professor AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being the new professor on staff and Wade being like a mentor to you
Arthur Shelby x Reader - Soulmate AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being Arthur’s soulmate
Midnight Mass - John Pruitt x Mildred Gunning - The story of their relationship from how it began all through their lives to episode 7 - Currently Outlining
Midnight Mass - John Pruitt x Gunning Family - Alternate take on Ep 7 if Sarah had taken the sacrament and fully understood who John was after - Currently Outlining
Midnight Mass - John Pruitt - Mildred Gunning had twins rather than just Sarah. John’s son is an alter boy at one point. An exploration of a father-son relationship that is seen as such by one party. - Currently Outlining
Prodigal Son series rewrite. Eventual Malcolm Bright x OC. - Currently Outlining
Criminal Minds - Aaron Hotchner x OC - Currently Outlining
Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike x OC - Series Re-Write - Currently Outlining
Law & Order SVU - Rafael Barba x Reader - Ex Spouses to Lovers (Reconnecting and rekindling a romance) - Currently Outlining
Baby Driver - Buddy x Reader (Platonic) - Part 4 to the Twitch Series (dealing with hallucinations)
Daredevil - Frank Castle x Reader - Clusterhug by IDKhow
Daredevil - Frank Castle x Reader - In Our Bedroom After the War by Stars
Stranger Things - Eddie Munson x Reader - Wednesday Morning, 3am by Simon and Garfunkel
Ted Lasso - Trent Crimm x Ted Lasso - A fic where Ted realizes that Trent’s ‘love our chats’ is basically his version of the Princess Bride ‘as you wish’
Law and Order SVU - Sonny Carisi x Male!Reader (or OC - undecided) - A look into the navigation of the relationship from first meeting throughout parenthood (potentially series or one fic with varying vignettes)
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