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flightlessangelwings · 9 months

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FlightlessAngelWings Kinkotber 2023 Prompt List!

Here it is, the Kinktober Prompt List!!

Compiled by myself and edited/peer reviewed/approved by my bestie @the-purity-pen who had made fantastic prompt lists in the past (and who also made the beautiful graphics for me)!! This list has a little bit of everything from more vanilla to more hardcore prompts so there’s a little something for everyone, or to branch out and try something new if you feel like it!

Write fics, make art, graphics, gifs, moodboards, whatever your heart desires!! Any type of creations are welcome too: reader insert, oc, ships, original works, anything!

Have fun and be creative!!

Below the cut are 31 days of prompts for the month of October! Each day has 3 choices with a free space day on the 31st!

Because of the nature of the event, this is 18+ ONLY! Minors interacting or participating will be blocked!

Please tag me @flightlessangelwings and use the hastag #fawktober2023 and I’ll share your works!

Please use proper warnings in your posts with this event as some of the prompts may not be for everyone. And if you’re doing a reader insert, please work to be inclusive of your writing/art!

No kinkshaming please! I made this list to be varied so there may be things on here you hate. That’s ok! There’s things here that even I don’t like but I designed it that way so there’s something for everyone! But that’s also why tags and warnings are so important!!

Reblog this post so others and find this list and to share the fun!! And don’t forget to reblog other people’s work too throughout October and support each other!!

If none of the prompts for the day speak to you, feel free to pull from another day if you want! Don’t feel pressured at all! Have fun with it!!

List under the cut in graphic and text format!

Banner free to use for your posts with credit to @the-purity-pen 💖

Both dividers by the lovely @saradika ❤️

Love bites * Overstimulation * Impact play

Bath/shower * Public * Knife play

69 * Exhibitionism * Monster au

Thigh riding * Sex pollen * Forced orgasm

Table sex * Threesome * Sensory deprivation

Sexting/phone sex * A/B/O * Bondage

Slow and soft * Partner swap * Spanking

Cockwarming * Temperature play * Rough sex

Role play * Pegging * Hunter/prey

Stripping * Anal * Double penetration

Seduction * Blindfold * Degradation

Formal wear * Glove kink * Gun play

Body worship * Being recorded * Anonymous sex

Tit/nipple play * Object insertion * BDSM

Against a wall * Size kink * Free use

Lap dance * Role reversal * Whipping

Praise kink * Rimming * Tentacles

Masturbation * Squirting * Dacryphilia (crying/emotional release)

Hand job * Voyeurism * Somnophilia

Sex toys * Orgy/group * Corruption

Romantic sex * Piercings * Hate sex

Voice kink * Virginity * Fisting

Dirty talk * Begging * CNC

Lingerie * Edging * Leather/latex

Mirror sex * Orgasm denial * Breeding

Face sitting * Deep throating * Choking

Food play * Period sex * Wax play

Blowjobs * Intercrural sex * Cock rings

Fingering * Cream pie * Gagging

Cunnilingus * Costumes * Breath play

FREE SPACE

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sunflowersandsapphires · 7 months

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Fall Drabbles, Day 7

prompt: flannel

pairing: Frank Castle x fem!reader

summary: Frank loves that you wear his clothes but would rather you stay warm when you're not feeling well.

warnings: swearing, brief non-graphic descriptions of illness, fluff

a/n: I keep warning for swearing but I don't even think these all have swearing lol. Anyways, another one in the Lumberjack!Frank AU!

w/c: <1k

Treading up the hill through the snow, Frank hefted the pile of freshly split logs to the top of the existing stack, except for the handful he carried under his arm and into the cabin. Kicking off his boots, he carefully placed two new logs into the dying fire, stirring the embers before replacing the screen as quietly as he could.

The house was dark, quiet—lacking the life that you usually brought to it. That was what he expected tonight, though. He'd been out later than usual, a cacophony of nightmares and intrusive thoughts plaguing his mind as he hacked into tree after tree. Combined with the fact that you were feeling under the weather, he was glad to come home to a silent house and a diminishing fire rather than an exhausted, yet awake, girlfriend.

Scrubbing a hand over his face, he plopped down on the sofa, snatching his current read from the end table as he sat. As he made his way through a few chapters, the growing heat from the flames pushed the chill from his aging bones. Shifting onto his side, a soft padding caught his attention. You shuffled out from his bedroom, rubbing your eyes with a yawn.

“Hiya, sleepyhead.” Frank murmured, catching you as you collapsed into his lap. “How're ya feelin'?“

Giving a half-hearted shrug, you nestled in against him. ”Little better.“ Your poor voice was scratchy and quiet as a mouse. He was overcome with the urge to whisk you back into the bedroom and bundle you up tightly—especially when he registered that your outfit was only a flannel shirt.

”Hmm, ya don't sound too good. Ain't ya chilly, sweetheart?“ He wrapped his arms around you, rubbing one hand over your exposed thigh in an attempt to warm you up.

Nodding against his neck, you shuddered. Frowning, Frank pressed a kiss to your head. “Why don't we get ya somethin' better to wear? Ya look adorable in my shirt, doll, but it ain't the warmest choice.”

Making a mournful noise of protest, you wrapped the soft fabric tightly around yourself. “I like it. It's soft, like you.”

Frank chuckled at the unique description of himself, hand still stroking your bare leg. “A'right, let's get ya some pants, at least.”

Gently setting you on your feet, Frank's heart swelled with a protective affection when you shyly took his hand as he led you to the bedroom. You looked so small in his massive shirt, arms completely dwarfed by the plaid sleeves

Finding his softest pair of sweats, he held them up. “How 'bout these?”

At your sleepy yet affirmative nod, he gestured for you to sit before slipping the pants over your legs. Tying the string tightly to prevent the oversized fabric from falling down, Frank perched next to you, holding you upright as a coughing fit bent you at the waist.

“Christ, doll, you ok?” In lieu of a response, you sighed roughly and let him put an arm around your sagging shoulders. “Why don't I make ya somethin’ hot to drink before we both get some rest?”

“Yes please.” You whispered, hoarsely. Kissing your cheek tenderly, Frank stood up and made for the door—only to be pulled back by your weak grip.

“Can I come?” Your voice cracked around the request and he winced as his own throat ached in sympathy.

“If you want to, darlin’,” He nodded, grasping your waist to help you off the bed.

Once in the kitchen, Frank got to work. Grabbing a lemon, some honey, and a bottle of whiskey from the pantry, he pulled you flush against him as the water started to boil—tucking your unusually warm head under his chin and drawing circles over your back.

Grimacing at the shrill whistle from the teapot, you withdrew from his comforting embrace, giving an insincere smile when he showed you the silly mug he’d set aside.

Frank made quick work of the task at hand, whipping up the hot toddy with ease and passing it to you. “Careful, darlin’, it’s hot.”

Nodding blearily, you gratefully accepted the mug, pulling it to your flannel-covered chest with a small sigh of relief. “Thank you.” You murmured, blowing on the liquid before taking a few small sips. Humming appreciatively, you closed your eyes.

“Anytime, babydoll.”

#frank castle #the punisher #frank castle x reader #frank castle x you #frank castle fanfiction #frank castle imagine #frank castle x female reader #the punisher x reader #the punisher imagine #punisher #nmcu #the punisher netflix #my writing #fc #fall prompts 2023

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starkholme · 10 days

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"Have you got any bright ideas?" she questions.

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking..." he's rambling, the eyes focused on the crowd circling them.

"You better think of something fast, because if he turns me into a mummy, you're the first one I'm coming after." Karen declared with her voice trembling, she turned her head to look at Frank for what it could be her last time ever looking at him.

Karen Page, a librarian and aspiring Egyptologist, and Foggy Nelson, her best friend and an excellent lawyer, usually have drinks together in one of the best — according to Foggy himself — bars in town: Josie's Place. On a friday night, the two friends found themselves in the middle of a bar fight and after hiding behind one the tables, Karen is quick to realize an intricate box fell from the pocket of one of the fighters and takes it for herself before even thinking twice.

She only got a glimpse of his face, yet she remembers him too well.

When she finds the map of Hamunaptra inside the box, Karen convinces Foggy to go along with her to find the mysterious man. They find ex-military Frank Castle in a local prison and Karen makes a deal with him to lead them to the City of the Dead if she gets him released, he agrees.

It wasn't in Frank's plan go back to Hamunaptra, although a certain blonde Egyptologist makes it hard to not go back to the place he once served alongside The French Foreign Legion. So when Karen accidentally wakes up a 3000 year old mummy who begins to wreak havoc in searching for the reincarnation of his long-lost love, Frank's got no other choice than to stop the terror and save Karen in the process.

Kastle x a different version of The Mummy 1999

#kastle #kastle au #kastle prompt #the mummy 1999 AU #Karen is a mix of Evelyn and Jonathan #Frank is totally the Rick of the situation #and Foggy really need to get out that drama as soon as he can #Elektra is Ardeth Bay and Matt is by her side because I want him there too #I love Matt but he's gonna be trophy husband here #i said what i said #The Mummy is my favorite movie but I couldn't make Karen be Evelyn from the first movie when she's so Evelyn from The Mummy Returns coded #I want them in a romantic adventure setting WHY NOT #karen page #frank castle #foggy nelson #elektra natchios #matt murdock #i'm not a writer but feel free to use the prompt if you want to

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 17 days

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I'm back and once again ask for a Frank Castle fic!! This time with "Hmm, you're not very patient, are you?" thank you <3

Yes! I feel like all those Frank Castle requests every time I do these mini fics are telling me, I should write a full length fic at some point again, huh? lol

Pairing: Frank Castle x fem. reader

Warnings: smut (unprotected sex), somewhat established relationship, feelings

"Hmm, you're not very patient, are you?" he teased you, one of his fingers running up your spine, both of his hands underneath your robe, making you shiver.

"Waiting for eight months for you to come back is not patient enough, how are you this patient?" you pouted, crossing your legs behind his back, pulling him closer, sitting on the kitchen island he had helped you sit on, the bathrobe you had put on after your quick shower before coming downstairs after waking up pushed from your shoulders.

It was a surprise to see him sleep on the couch when you came downstairs not even ten minutes ago to make yourself some coffee to get ready for work.

"Mhhhh...." he hummed, kissing up your neck and you finally felt the tip of his cock against push against your pussy, your eyes dropping close as you tilted your neck to give him more space.

"Wouldn't be so good at what I do if I wasn't patient now, would I," he whispered against your ear before he thrust inside of you, filling you up in one fluent motion, making you moan and your eyes open to find him looking at you with his big brown eyes, an almost longing expression in his face.

You could almost feel those three little words you haven't said before making their way to your lips, but instead you found his lips in a deep kiss, his tongue playing with yours as he slowly began to move, fucking into you with deep thrusts that had you moaning against his lips, your hands in his hair.

"Want you to cum for me, sweetheart," he hummed against your lips, bringing one of his hands between your bodies, to play with your clit, his thrusts getting quicker, knowing all the ways to make you cum and you did after a few more minutes, crying out his name as he continued to fuck you through it before he spilled himself inside of you, resting his head against yours as he whispered those three little words

"I love you"

#six smutty sentence fics #Frank Castle #Frank Castle x fem. reader #jon bernthal #fanfiction #prompt mini fics #fanfic #fan fiction

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youvebeenlivingfictional · 1 year

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😤 with Frank Castle 🧎‍♀️

Send me an emoji prompt!

A jealousy headcanon

Oh. Oh boy.

Have you seen this guy?

Look, he knows you. He trusts you. He knows that you know who you're going home with at the end of the day.

That doesn't stop his blood from going hot when he sees someone putting the moves on you.

It could be at the bar. It could be at a party.

Frank doesn't make a scene. Hell, he doesn't need to.

He just comes and stands behind you and staaaaares whoever it is down.

You don't have to turn to see who it is.

Sometimes, you'll quip, "He's right behind me, isn't he," To the terrified flirt that's frozen with nerves

As your would-be suitor hurries to excuse yourself, you lean back against Frank, smiling as he curls his arms around you

"How's my grouch?" You murmur. He doesn't answer, just buries his face in your neck.

"That guy bothering you?" He mumbles.

"No, baby. Wanna go home?"

"Mhm."

Once you're home, Frank takes you apart, bit by bit, until you're a whimpering, moaning mess—

Until you can't even remember what that other person who spoke to you looked like

#Frank Castle x Reader #Frank Castle x You #Frank Castle imagine #Frank Castle headcanon #asks #replies #anon #Emoji prompts

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bernthirst-events · 6 months

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Naughty or Nice Prompt Fest

Welcome to the last event of the year! This time around we wanted to do something special by inviting all of you to help us make a prompt list, so you could ask the Bernthirst Gods for a gift. If you're lucky, maybe you'll get it. This also will help us decide if you've been naughty or nice this year, so mind your picks :)

We've compiled all your prompts on THIS DOC (best viewed on desktop) or check out this simpler version for mobile.

Rules:

You can only use the prompts on THIS LIST.

You can pick as many as you like and enter multiple times.

You're welcome to participate, even if you didn't submit any prompts.

You can't turn naughty prompts into nice ones and vice versa.

You can't use your own prompts (we have no way to enforce this cause most of these were submitted anonymously, but try using other people's prompts, please.)

Deadline: December 25 to December 31

Tumblr Tag: Bernthirst Prompt Fest

AO3 Collection: BernthirstPromptFest2023

POSTING GUIDELINES

#jon bernthal #the punisher #the walking dead #the bear #frank castle #shane walsh #twd #nn prompt fest 2023 #bernthirst prompt fest #mod post #info post

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seancefemme · 2 years

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sparring 🥊

#ty for the prompt! I did a whole sketch page of them sparring with wonky anatomy but I liked this sketch best <3 #Matt murdock #frank castle #fratt #frankmatt #mattfrank #matt murdock x frank castle #daredevil #daredevil fanart #the punisher #sorry I have not had a lot of time to draw lately cause we were renovating like my whole house it was hectic for 2 weeks 😭😭#but I’m going through some of the prompts/requests rn so I can sketch them before I have to leave next week :0 #k bye <3 #mine #my art

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mikeisthricedeceased · 1 year

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Lick 👅 with Frank castle 👀👀👀

To make up for my misunderstanding last time, this one is mostly about Frank’s tits lmao I also got carried away so this took longer than I expected (I know there’s a lot of biting in this too, I just have my own kinks for Frank and I can’t help it lol)

It began with a little impromptu ice cream party.

Frank had brought home a big bottle of chocolate syrup for some dessert recipe you were going to try making tomorrow. You dug out the big tub of ice cream left over from the last birthday you’d celebrated and Frank managed to reach the jar of cherries that had found its way to the very back of the fridge’s top shelf. You also snagged the small bottle of strawberry syrup that was stuck amongst the other condiments, glad to add more options, even if the whole selection was still pretty basic. No bananas or waffle cones, not even a can of whipped cream.

It was nice, chatting and laughing, making sugary abominations before settling on the couch and putting on an old show you’d been rewatching lately.

You’d both overestimated how much could fit in your bowls, which became a slight problem when everything started melting.

Frank got a glob of ice cream on his shirt because it was barely solid enough to stay on a spoon, and your generous syrup drizzle had dripped down the sides of your bowl and onto you. You missed a good five minute chunk of the episode while trying to clean the drops off the coffee table and rinse some of the stickiness from your hands.

Once everything was reasonably cleaned up, you paused the show and followed Frank into the bedroom so you could both change out of your (hopefully not permanently stained) clothes.

That should’ve been a pretty quick and easy process, but you were feeling giddy and happy and maybe a little frisky.

A very nice night combined with a suddenly shirtless Frank Castle often had that effect.

“Honey?”

Frank didn’t look up from where he was trying to pick a shirt from his drawer, but he tilted his head to let you know he was listening. “Hmm?”

You toyed with the hem of your own shirt, eyes tracing the lines of his back and shoulders. “Would you be willing to try something really quick?”

He paused in his search and you could see the beginnings of a smirk on his face as he tilted it just a little bit more. “I might be.”

“It might get a little…sticky,” you told him, taking a step closer. “And I kinda lied about it being really quick.”

He pushed the drawer shut and turned to face you fully, arms crossed over his bare chest. “Listening.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, knowing that he was completely aware of what he was doing.

He wore that small, self-satisfied smile he got whenever he guessed where your mind was going.

“No restraints,” you said, silently pleased when his brows lifted in mild surprise. You loved tying him up. “But I do want you to lay down with your hands over your head.”

“No touching?”

“Not unless I say so.”

He nodded, his gaze flitting to follow every move you made as you stepped closer again. “And?”

You made a show of trying to decide, lips pursed. “I think… I’ll make some art,” you drawled, taking a step. “I’m gonna go get those bottles of syrup” another step “and use you as my canvas.”

He hummed thoughtfully. “Do I get anything out of this deal?”

“My endless love and devotion,” you said sweetly. With a shrug, you added, “Maybe an orgasm.”

A small grin pulled at his lips even as he shook his head. “I’ll grab a towel.”

You beamed and quickly went to get the syrup back out.

When you got back to the bedroom, a very nice sight was there to greet you.

Frank had stripped down to his boxer briefs and was lounging on the bed, towel already spread out beneath him.

You took a moment to simply admire him, mouth watering at the thought of what you were about to do. Cool, sticky-sweet syrup on warm skin.

“Didn’t know if you wanted me fully nude,” he said, a hand tucked behind his head as he looked you up and down.

You shook your head, stepping forward to put the bottles on the bed. “This is good, for now.” You stripped down as well and climbed onto the bed with him, scooting the syrup bottles onto the towel so they would be within easy reach. Swinging a leg over him, you straddled his hips and rested your hands on his broad chest. “I always get so many ideas when I see you like this,” you told him, fingertips pressing lightly into his skin. “Makes it hard to focus when we first get started.”

“Just means there’ll be more fun in the future.” He slid both hands up above his head, arms flexing with the move, muscles in his chest and shoulders shifting in the process.

It did nothing to help you focus.

He was only doing what you’d told him to.

You cupped his face in your hands and looked him in the eye. “I know you’re the hottest man alive and everything, but can you give me a second to think because I had a plan.”

His eyes widened. “You told me to lay like this,” he defended, laughter edging into his voice.

“Yeah, but you’re being sexy about it.”

“Because we’re about to have sex!”

“No,” you corrected, “I’m painting. You’re making it about sex.”

Frank rolled his eyes but said nothing.

You took it as an opportunity to figure out where you wanted to start. You had a vague plan for what you wanted to ‘paint,’ but the first move wasn’t as clear. Picking up the strawberry syrup, you popped the cap off and leaned over Frank, assessing the planes of his chest, his stomach, his neck.

Your gaze settled on his collarbones. Tipping the bottle, you traced a careful line across his skin from the curve of one collarbone to the other. It ended a little shaky and you bit your lip. You could leave it. You could wipe it off with a corner of the towel. Or…

Leaning down, you swiped your tongue through the end of the line of syrup. It was still cool, and sweet as candied fruit.

Frank stilled, breath halting for a moment before he exhaled slowly as you rose back up. “Didn’t know you were gonna tease me,” he grunted.

You scoffed as you fixed the line. “I’m not teasing. You’d know if I was teasing.” Squinting, you considered your next move.

“Well, I was expecting something like temperature play but sticky, and now you’re licking me.” He shrugged. “I feel like licking is a tease.”

“A tease for what? Biting?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

You scowled at him. “Rude.”

He grinned. “Never said it was a bad thing.”

With a huff, you closed the strawberry syrup and grabbed the chocolate. You had it open and upturned quickly, squeezing a generous amount of the syrup onto the center of his chest.

He jolted, letting out a curse as goosebumps rose on his skin. “Jesus! That’s fucking cold.”

“I thought you wanted temperature play,” you said sweetly. You didn’t miss the fact that, even with the shock of cold, he had kept his hands up. He was usually very clear about when he wasn’t on board with something, and his continuing to follow instructions was a good sign that he liked where things were going.

Leaning down, you slowly dragged your tongue through the chocolate until you could taste the salt of his skin. Cold, followed by warm.

He was still again, chest not moving at all while you licked him clean. As you sat up, there was the faintest shiver that ran through him, his eyes dark.

“Do you like when I do that, honey?”

Taking a deep breath, chest expanding under your hand, he nodded. “Yeah.” The word was an exhale, long and low.

You abandoned the idea of making some big, specific design. This was better.

Making another line, this one from the center of his chest and across a pectoral, you gave multiple little licks along the length of chocolate, taking long enough that he couldn’t hold his breath like he had before. Once the syrup was gone, you pressed a kiss to his chest. “Good boy.”

“Fuck,” he grunted, adam’s apple bobbing.

You swapped back to the strawberry and made a circle around his nipple. The sound of the sheets shifting made you look up from your work, only to find that Frank had a tight grip on the pillows above his head. The sight made you smile. You kept your eyes on his face as you trailed after the syrup with the tip of your tongue.

A small, desperate sound left him and a twisted kind of delight warmed your chest. Letting your teeth graze the peak of his nipple had the sound drawing out until he was breathless. You kissed and licked and nipped at his skin for a long while, your hands soothing and gentle whenever he got restless from the sensations. Then, you switched to the other side of his chest.

You still made little dots of syrup here and there, but it had become more of an afterthought than the main focus. Frank became more sensitive every moment, squirming and shifting under your mouth and hands, making low, debauched noises and higher pleas for more.

It wasn’t until you bit harder into the meat of his pec, just beside his nipple, that he actually arched up, his loud moan filling the small bedroom.

Your whole body prickled with heat, the steady waves of arousal you’d been feeling coming to a crest at the sound. Rising up, you caught sight of his flushed face, his heaving chest all speckled with little bruises. He no longer had a death grip on the pillows, his arms resting limp on either side of his head instead. You glanced down and any doubt you’d had vanished at the sight of a wet spot on his dark underwear.

Cupping his jaw, you turned his face toward you. “I thought you were just humoring me with the biting, honey. I didn’t know you liked it so much that you’d come if I did it hard enough.”

“I didn’t—didn’t know,” he huffed.

You traced your other hand over his abused chest, brushing across one of his nipples and making him groan. “Or maybe you just got so sensitive that you couldn’t help yourself,” you mused. You’d have to remember that. Making him come without taking his pants off, without even having to touch him below the belt in any way, could lead to some interesting scenarios in the future.

He blinked heavy eyes up at you. “Can I bring my arms down?”

“Yes.” His shoulders would probably be stiff for a while. Maybe a little massage would help. “I’ll get you cleaned up.”

A hand on your thigh kept you from getting up off of him. Frank was shaking his head. “Let me take care of you first,” he insisted.

You smiled and leaned down to kiss him for being such an unrelenting sweetheart. “I’ll make a deal with you,” you told him. “We can either stay in bed, all sticky and sweaty, while you take care of me. Have a great time until we both realize we got syrup all over the bed because we rolled off of the towel. Then we have to strip the sheets and remake the bed. Or,” you ran your fingers through his sweat damp hair, “we kill two birds with one stone and hop in the shower. You can take care of me in there, hmm? Get clean while we get filthy?”

He hummed in approval. “I like your idea better.”

You laughed and pulled him upright. “I thought you might.”

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Prompts & Headcanons Masterlist

#frank castle #frank castle x reader #the punisher #one word prompts

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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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More kink game🙃

Frank Castle + innocence kink & praising?

I feel like he would be very sweet.

oh frank is just the sweetest 🥺

18+ ONLY OR I BITE.

Frank allows you to take your time.

He wouldn't pressure you for anything until you were completely ready. He would wait for you, and maybe you start by him softly guiding you while talking on the phone, telling you what you should do, and maybe he is biting his lips trying not to grunt because oh god he needs to listen to you, he needs to listen to every single little sound you make. And maybe soon enough there will be some guided masturbation first. Because he cares about you so much the first time he is showing you how he touches himself, explaining to you how his cock works, maybe even encouraging you to touch him a little, and then when it's time for the cumshot, he lets you watch it all without ever pressuring you for anything.

Now as for when he watches you masturbate in front of him, watch as you touch your pussy for him, oh he sits still, encouraging and repeating his beloved phrase 'atta girl' every time you made yourself moan. Always keeping eye contact with you even when you orgasm telling you 'I got you, baby, come on, give all to me, let it all out, feel it. Really feel it.'

Soon enough you're letting him to touch you. Maybe at first he only plays with your breasts, maybe at first you only giving him a handjob but he never fails to tell you how great of a job you are doing, nodding his head as he does so, a proud smile on your face. Not to even mention the first time he finishes in your hand, he thanks you profusely and then tells you how beautiful you are and how good you are at everything you do.

Now the first time you attempt a blowjob, he guides you so softly, so elegantly, not letting you at all now to breathe for a second, guiding your head and your jaw, encouraging you to relax and take breaks and he even begs you to drink water and to never dehydrate.

Then in the middle of your relationship, he is showing you erotic art of couples depicting different positions and explaining to you how high pleasure can come from each angle. And then picks different ones with you to try together. Allowing you to always initiate before taking control of the situation.

He is a talker, he is a big talker so he never stops praising you, praising your beauty, your body, your touch, the way your hand work, every single freckle, every single spot on your body you never thought anyone would ever notice, oh he notices it and of course he loves it and makes sure you know just how much he does.

join the sleepover here!

#selene answers prompts #selenes 1500 celebration #frank castle x reader #frank castle smut #frank castle headcanon #the punisher smut

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violentdelightsandviolentends · 1 year

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Murphy's 500 Followers Celebration!!

masterlist.

in honour of this very exciting milestone, I thought I'd have a little celebration. i'm going to be writing short drabbles of your choosing!! i've created a prompt list, but I am absolutely encouraging your own ideas x

how to request -

pick a category - fluff, angst or smut

pick a character - there is a list below, but I am open to more suggestions!!

pick a dialogue prompt and/or a scenario prompt - there is a list below - feel free to choose multiple!!

then, send it in to me!! use the button at the top of my page, or request here !!

I'm gonna start writing next week, on 22/04. maybe earlier if I have the time. feel free to request multiple drabbles- the more I get sent, the more fun we'll have!!

Categories -

☀️ Fluff

🌧️ Angst

🔥 Smut

Characters -

Top Gun Maverick

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Robert "Bob" Floyd

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The Last of Us

Joel Miller

Tommy Miller

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Marvel

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Stucky

Sam Wilson

Matt Murdock

Frank Castle

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Succession

Stewy Hosseini

Kendall Roy

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Triple Frontier

Will Miller

Frankie Morales

Benny Miller

Santiago Garcia

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Narcos

Javier Peña

Steve Murphy

Colonel Carrillo

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The Bear

Carmen Berzatto

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Sons of Anarchy

Jax Teller

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9-1-1

Eddie Diaz

Evan Buckley

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Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Luke Alvez

Derek Morgan

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Dialogue Prompts -

1. "You love me?"

2. "Don't go on that date."

3. "Will you let me cut your hair?"

4. "Marry me."

5. "It's always been you."

6. "You're my best friend."

7. "You were my first love."

8. "I had a dream about you."

9. "I saw this and it reminded me of you."

10. "I have something to tell you."

11. "I thought you hated me."

12. "Is that all you got?"

13. "In your dreams."

14. "I don't deserve you."

15. "Talk to me."

16. "Is that my shirt?"

17. "I would choose you over anyone."

18. "You look so pretty like this."

19. "Most beautiful sound I've ever heard."

20. "You're killing me." / "You're gonna be the death of me."

21. "Just like that."

22. "Use your words."

23. "Good girl." / "Perfect girl."

24. "You like it when I'm mean to you?"

25. "Let's get out of here."

26. "You don't want them to hear, do you?"

27. "I need you."

28. "Let me see those eyes." / "Keep your eyes on me."

29. "Tell me what you want."

30. "I can't get enough of you."

31. "Wanted this for so long."

32. "Can I touch you?"

33. "Been thinking about you all day."

34. "You look so pretty on your knees."

35. "Better than I ever imagined."

36. "Let him watch."

37. "Let me hear you."

38. "Tell me you're mine."

39. "I'm yours."

40. "I love you."

41. "Don't you dare walk away from me."

42. "I can't do this anymore."

43. "You don't deserve me." / "I deserve better."

44. "Was any of this even real?"

45. "How stupid do you think I am?"

46. "Please don't leave me."

47. "I wish you were here."

48. "Do not raise your voice at me."

49. "Stay. Please."

50. "Don't tell me to calm down."

Scenario Prompts -

a. Kissing in the rain

b. First kiss

c. Electricity blackout

d. Camping

e. Heatwave

f. Childhood best friends

g. Grumpy / sunshine

h. Fake dating

i. Only one bed

j. Moving in together

k. Finding out you're pregnant

l. Catching eyes in a crowded room

m. Keeping the relationship a secret

n. Blind date

o. Reunion

p. Meet cute

q. Cheesy pick up lines

r. Exes

s. College friends / lovers

t. Roommates

u. Coming home drunk

v. Singing together / dancing together

w. An accidental kiss

x. A bet

y. Brothers best friend / best friends brother

z. Reading to each other

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these are just suggestions / jumping off points!! if you have an idea you'd like me to write a drabble for, just send it over. can't wait to see what you lovely people come up with. excited!! as always, so much love x

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flightlessangelwings · 9 months

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Kinktober prompt list teaser!! 😈😈😈

Full list posting Monday July 31 at 530pm est!!!

Below the cut is the first 5 days as a little tease and preview of the full list!! I tried my best to have a little bit of everything so there’s something for everyone or to branch out of your comfort zone a bit!!

I know it’s not all aesthetic and pretty yet lol but let me know what you think so far!! I’m very excited to share it and I’m very happy with how it turned out!! And special thanks to my bestie and partner in crime on this @the-purity-pen who helped out and approved this list!! 💖💖💖

And if you’d like to be tagged when it posts, please fill out the Google form on my Masterlist pinned on my page!!

18+ ONLY due to the nature of the event!!

Kinktober 2023

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Kinktober 2023

Love bites / Overstimulation / Impact play

Bath/shower / Public / Knife play

69 / Exhibitionism / Monster au

Thigh riding / Sex pollen / Forced orgasm

Table sex / Threesome / Sensory deprivation

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sunflowersandsapphires · 6 months

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Fall Drabbles, Day 10

Happy Halloween everyone!

prompt: halloween candy

pairing: Frank Castle x fem!Reader

summary: Frank has a frustrating habit of eating all of the candy meant for trick or treaters.

warnings: swearing, fluff

a/n: AHHHH I hope this is a good enough apology for my lack of writing. I updated my posting schedule and posted that, but everything has been postponed for 2 weeks so I can catch up. Thank you everyone, I hope you enjoy.

w/c: <1k

Honestly, this whole issue boiled down to you being an enabler, even if your enabling was unintentional. A couple of weeks ago, you’d started stockpiling Halloween candy. It made sense at the time; your local store was having a sale and there was no way that you’d eat through 6 bags of fun size candy in three weeks.

Unfortunately for you and the prospective trick or treaters in your building, you had not factored in your husband nor his endless stomach. It was the 26th and you only had 3 bags left—one of which was currently opened and positioned between Frank’s legs for easy access.

Sighing as you watched him add another metallic shred of plastic to the growing candy wrapper pile, you moved to stand in front of him and crossed your arms. Pointedly ignoring you, Frank peeked around your ass to continue watching the game on the tv. The barely visible smirk at the edge of his lips threatened to send you into a rampage.

“Frank.” You said tersely, glaring at him. He refused to look at you, smirk no longer hidden as he tore open yet another mini Milky Way and popped it into his mouth.

“Frank!” You growled, hands unfolding to land on your hips. Your husband, ever the asshole, opened two pieces of candy this time.

“Francis David Castiglione!” You snapped, whipping the remote off the table and shutting the tv off. After the day you’d had, you were in no mood for his games.

Seemingly realizing that you were serious when you pulled the full-name card, Frank turned to you with wide eyes, smirk vanishing.

“I told you to stop eating the candy. Want to tell me why I came home to you eating from a new bag on the couch?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sweetheart, I—“ He started, but you held up a hand.

“Don’t you ‘sweetheart’ me, Castle. I’m upset with you! I bought this candy so that we could give it out on Halloween! At the rate you’re consuming it, we won’t have a single piece this weekend,” You pouted, arms folding across your chest again as you waited for his apology.

“My darlin’, beautiful wife,” Frank began, clearly not worried about pushing more of your buttons. “I am sorry I ate more of the candy, I didn’t realize how much it meant to ya, honey. If it’ll make you happy, I’ll go replenish our stock right now.”

Striding over to you, he held his hands out in a gesture of good will before pulling you into an embrace. Or, rather, trying to pull you into an embrace. You dodged his outstretched hands, throwing him a wicked look. “It’s the 26th, Frank. The 26th! All of the good candy will be sold out!! We’ll have to give out sixlets, or carrots or some other crap and the kids will hate us and then the word will spread and then we’ll be egged or something! And then—“

Interrupting you with a bellowing laugh, Frank beamed at you, unphased by your murderous stare. “Sweetheart, tell me you’re not serious.”

“Of course I’m serious, Frank! I want the kids to like me and you’re going to ruin it!!” You groused, the small cloud of fear that you’d been carrying around this month seeping into your tone. Frank noticed the genuine emotion, eyes softening as he tilted your chin up so he could look into your eyes.

“Hey, what’s goin’ on in that pretty head of yours? Talk to me, sweets.”

Sighing, you collapsed against his sturdy chest, letting the confession bubble out of you as he stroked his large palm over your back. “It’s our first Halloween as a married couple, Frank. We just moved into this building and we’re one of the only apartments without kids. I just…I want them to like me, to like us. I want us to fit in, to be normal for a day.”

Frank hummed in response, processing your words before speaking. “I didn’t know it meant that much to you, honey, I’m sorry. And I’m sorry that I can’t give ya the white picket fence and the 2.5 kids—“

“Shit, no, Frank!” Pulling back to cup his cheek, you traced a finger over his jaw. “I didn’t mean it like that, handsome. I don’t want those things from you, I love you as you are! I just want us to have a good Halloween, is all. And I’d really really prefer not to be egged. That would be great.”

Huffing a laugh, your gorgeous spouse pressed a few scratchy kisses against your palm before tugging you back against his torso, guiding your hands around his waist. “I’ll buy my own candy and replace the stuff I ate. And if any of those fuckin’ kids so much as think about egging our door, I’ll beat ‘em up.”

Chuckling fondly, you stood on your tiptoes to plant a kiss on his mouth. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

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