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[darlingshane]

> DRABBLES & ONE-SHOTS – Hey, You – The Big Bad Pineapple (GN!Reader) – Violent Desires * – Primal * – First, Last & Only *

> FICS – Professor Castle * – Professor Castle II *

> IN OTHER WORDS SERIES – Part 1: In Other Words, Until I Die – Part 2: In Other Words, I Miss Us *

> SHELTER FROM THE STORM SERIES – Part 1: Even If It Kills Him – Part 2: No Rest for the Wicked – Part 3: Three Dates

> UNBOUNDED SERIES (masterpost) – Part 1: Impact Play * – Part 2: Roleplay * – Part 3: Sensory Deprivation * – Part 4: Punishment * – Part 5: Shibari *

* = Explicit – No use of y/n. No physical descriptions. – F!Reader unless stated otherwise. – Check out my main masterlist for other characters.

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[amhrosina]

Frank Castle Masterlist (Updated July 19 2023)

❤️ - fluff ❤️‍🔥 - smut ❤️‍🩹 - angst

Series':

Two Ghosts - Masterlist ❤️❤️‍🩹

One Shots:

"Why are you so nice to me?" - part 1 ❤️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

The Four Times Frank Almost Asks You to Marry Him, and the One Time He Does ❤️❤️‍🩹

Dancing on the Ceiling ❤️‍🔥

I’ll Never Let Anyone Hurt You ❤️‍🩹

Have You Ever Seen the Rain ❤️❤️‍🩹

The Punisher vs. The Cat ❤️

Jealousy ❤️

No Funny Business ❤️‍🔥

Wherever You Go, I Go ❤️‍🩹

Holidate (Christmas Special!) ❤️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

I’m With You (Always) ❤️‍🩹

The Great War (SongFic) ❤️‍🩹

Tease Me Before You Please Me (poly! Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️‍🔥

Play Time (poly! Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️‍🔥

Show Me How Much You Missed Me (poly! Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️‍🔥

Favorite Kind of Trouble (poly! Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️‍🔥

Bad Dreams (Hold Me Closer)-(poly! Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

Touch Me ❤️‍🔥

Waltz of the Vigilantes ❤️‍🔥❤️

Let Me Help You ❤️❤️‍🩹

Honey Come Home ❤️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

I Wanna Love Me The Way That You Love Me ❤️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

An Unexpected Delight (poly!Fratt x Reader) ❤️‍🔥

Good Girls Get Rewarded ❤️‍🔥

Be My Baby ❤️‍🔥❤️

Headcanons:

Frank Reacting to Your Parents Being Mean to You ❤️

NSFW Alphabet ❤️‍🔥

Birthday Celebrations❤️

Frank With An Inexperienced Reader ❤️‍🔥❤️

Ficlets:

Frank Snapping at Touchy Reader ❤️‍🩹

Stumbling In (Frank Castle x Matt Murdock) ❤️‍🩹

Spelling Out 'I Love You' (poly!Matt x f!Reader x Frank) ❤️

Safe and Sound (SongFic) ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥

Morning Sex w/ Frank ❤️❤️‍🔥

Frank Comforts a Crying Reader ❤️‍🩹❤️

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(These are in no particular order unless specifically stated)

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Masterlist for all Frank Castle stories

A broken man coming soon

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[buckyseternal]

Captured

summary: after being kidnapped, you were held hostage for a month with your captor. things took an unexpected turn when he came home hurt one night.

pairing: Frank Castle x reader

warnings: kidnapping, being held hostage (kind of), blood (y’all know it’s my favorite), fingering (f rec), unprotected sex, slight size kink, real slight daddy kink

word count: 4.4k

18+ only, minors DNI

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It had been a month.

It started in June. You were out with friends, sitting at the bar at your favorite little place, having fun and laughing. You had gotten up just to go use the restroom – “I’ll be right back!”

You didn’t come right back.

As you were coming out of the door, you didn’t have the chance to walk down the dimly lit hallway back to your friends. A hand was clamped over your mouth and a strong arm wrapped around your waist, quickly and efficiently hauling you out the back door.

They couldn’t even hear you scream.

Getting tossed into the back of a black van, your captor straddled you as you lay face down on the cold floor, tying your hands behind your back and placing a hood over your face before getting off of you and driving off.

It had been a month since you had been kidnapped, but a lot had happened in those 30-something days.

The man turned out to be none other than the Frank Castle.

“Do you know why you’re here?” the man walked past you as you sat in an armchair, eyes watery. You shook your head, not sure what you could have done to deserve this.

“You’re here because of your father,” he put simply. Your dad happened to be at the top of the food chain when it came to crime in your city. No one compared to him when it came to anything – drug running, arms dealing, gambling, targeted hits. He never involved you though and you were glad for it.

“You haven’t done anything. But when daddy dearest realizes you’re gone, he’s gonna come after you and I’m gonna have my chance.”

You and your father weren’t close – you hated the man as much as you could hate anyone. All the things he did were completely against everything you stood for in this world. But you were still his daughter. You knew he had to come for you at some point.

Things didn’t go according to plan, though.

A day went by, and no one showed up. You figured that maybe it was still in the window where the news hadn’t hit yet – maybe your friends thought you went home with a random guy. But that wasn’t like you or any of them – you all had a strict policy that you show up together, and you leave together.

A week went by, and the only noise was Frank coming in late every night, shuffling around the high-rise apartment. One night you remember you were half asleep on the couch and he came in, slamming his bag down and banging his hand on the table. You jumped and the movement caught his attention, and he just grumbled something incoherently and left the room, going to clean up.

It had been a month.

A regular routine had been set in place, at this point. You wake up in the morning and pour a cup of coffee that Frank made just for him, which is why the pot is always completely full. You lounge in the living room, watching your favorite shows or reading your favorite books that somehow appeared on the coffee table one day. Nobody said anything about it. Frank sits in the next room over, placing evidence together and checking over his papers and photos again. You cook dinner and sit on the couch again, tuning in to the television again, enjoying the peace of being alone but missing your old life. Frank returns in the middle of the night at some point, sometimes you hear him come in and sometimes you don’t, but the coffee is always made in the morning again. Just for him.

Nobody ever came for you.

Frank was irritated that his plan had failed. He spent months tracking your father after he’d gone underground, and he finally found him right in Los Angeles. He was irritated that he kidnapped you and kept you in his apartment, irritated that he restocked his arsenal and had a new security system put in place to detect when they’d come for you and he’d be ready to finally end this.

But overall, he was livid at the fact that your father never came to get you. His beautiful daughter who lived right on his doorstep had disappeared into the night, and there wasn’t so much as a missing poster on the telephone poles. He watched as your friends went to the police to report you missing in the daytime, and he watched your father’s men meet with the police out back to tell them to let it go in the nighttime.

He was livid that he had you in his apartment for this long. That he had brought groceries home once a week, that he had gone to the run-down little bookstore four blocks down to get your favorite books, that he had made you write him a list of anything you needed so he could get it for you. He wasn’t mad that he did it, he was mad that someone else wasn’t.

He wouldn’t admit it to himself, wouldn’t even think about it in a million years, but at some point in this past month, you became less of a hostage and more of a priority.

You were mad, too. You were mad at first that your father hadn’t come busting down the door, guns blazing, ready to save you and get you out of here. As the weeks went by, you were mad that Frank hadn’t let you go. By now, you were just a mixed bag of emotions.

It was the principle of the thing. You didn’t want anyone coming in here guns blazing, didn’t want anyone kicking doors down. You didn’t want the violence coming to your doorstep. But the fact that nobody had come to save you, the daughter of the most powerful man in the entire city, from the man who had kidnapped you just to use you as bait? Yeah, you were mad.

You were even more mad at how your feelings were almost completely reversed at this point. What started out as a hostage situation, you being kidnapped and placed in this apartment against your will with no way to leave, slowly turned into you not really wanting to go. Sure, you missed your friends, and you missed going out to walk in the local park, and you missed going to your favorite little bookstore that felt like home. But there was something in this apartment that made it feel like you weren’t a prisoner anymore.

All your life you had grown up without anyone taking care of you. Your mom died at an early age (surely something having to do with the “family business”), and your dad was always taking care of that business. He shipped you to another state completely and shoved you in a private boarding school until you graduated. You had taken the reins there, moving across the country and starting your own fresh life without anything, or anyone.

You never wanted to be kidnapped – that was obvious – but the feeling of someone watching over you, making sure you’re safe, taking care of you – it made you feel a way that you never had experienced before, something you never had the chance to experience. You couldn’t really put your finger on it exactly, but all you knew was that the sound of him coming home in the middle of the night put you at ease nowadays instead of striking fear into you.

Neither of you spoke about it. Neither of you spoke at all, really. There were arguments in the first week, but they died down as time went on. He’d ask you if you needed anything from the store. You’d ask if he wanted you to clean the apartment while he would be gone. One night he got in early, and he asked you if you missed your old life. You told him you did, but you had lived your life in solitude before so it wasn’t foreign to you. You asked him why he was doing this, and he eventually broke it down for you: your father was dealing arms across the country, fuelling the other crime syndicates in New York City that he had just taken down. He needed to get to the top, stop it completely. You just nodded – told him you understood.

But then there were the other times, the times where his feelings were a little more close to the surface than he would have liked, the times where you accidentally wore your heart on your sleeve. The times that you’d walk out into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and his eyes would linger on your frame a little too long, and you’d turn around and notice it before he’d quickly get back to his work. The times where he’d come back some nights with takeout and he’d set it on the table, mumbling a “‘s your favorite”, and your hand would brush his to reach across the table for a fork. You’d talk with each other about anything else, but not this. Nobody spoke a word about it.

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You sat on the couch, the lamp casting a golden light across the room. It was already two in the morning, but you had slept in extra late the previous morning and you weren’t even tired yet. You flipped the pages of your book, letting the words sink in.

Your concentration was broken when the doorknob rattled and Frank pushed the door open, slamming it behind him. Your eyes immediately widened, jaw dropping as you lowered the book. He looked terrible. He looked downright awful. You could see the adrenaline was wearing off when he winced just from setting the spare key down on the table.

It had been a long night. He had finally gotten somewhere, even if it wasn’t his end goal, and it hadn’t been pretty. Nothing with him ever was.

“What-” rushing to get up from your seat, you tossed the book onto the table and followed him as he walked to the bathroom. “What happened?”

He ignored your question, raising his shirt to take the gun out of his waistband and set it on the marble countertop. Wincing, he opened the cabinet below him and grabbed his first aid kit before setting that next to his gun too.

“Frank,” you looked at him, holding your arms to yourself. There was blood on his face and on his hands and arms. If he wasn’t wearing a black t-shirt, you’re sure blood would have shown up there. Your only concern was whether it was his or someone else’s. His eyes briefly met yours in the mirror before he continued on with what he was doing.

“Just go back to bed,” he said quietly. You were usually fast asleep by the time he came in, or were at least in your own bedroom. The last thing he wanted was for you to see him like this. He knew that he had a reputation, and he knew that you knew of it, but he didn’t want you to see it firsthand. He didn’t want to be the monster in your eyes.

“Let me help,” you pleaded softly with him. He shut his eyes, head hanging down as he thought, but the only thing he could think about was the soft vanilla scent filing his senses and the sound of your voice sounding like an angel’s.

You didn’t really give him a chance, though. You couldn’t stop yourself. Touching his arm gently, you tested to see if he’d pull away. This time, he didn’t.

“Where are you hurt?” He pointed to his side, careful not to watch you but through the mirror. He couldn’t get too close. He pulled his shirt up, showcasing the gash on his side – no doubt a knife wound.

“You know how to fix one of these?” he grunted, clearly in pain. You nodded your head, mumbling back your response.

“Used to work in an ER for a short stint. Thought you would’ve remembered,” you smiled softly at him, trying to lighten the mood. He huffed out a laugh, but immediately groaned in pain at the sudden movement.

“Turn this way for me.” You positioned him to face you, his back pressed against the edge of the sink. Laying out all of the equipment you’d need, you began to dress his wound.

It was an awkward angle to work on the stitches. He had hopped onto the sink for you to get closer, but his arm and the fabric of his shirt was still in the way.

“Can I, um…” the nervousness hit you all at once, thinking about how you were going to ask this. He looked at you, waiting for you to make your request. “It’s just, it’s kind of in the way and I can’t really get the stitches.”

He nodded, understanding what you meant. You missed the way his breath hitched at the question. He reached over his head to slide the t-shirt off, but the motion just made his wound stretch and hurt, and he cursed as a result of it.

You grabbed his arm as you watched him try to do it himself in pain, and he stopped his movements. Looking at him, it seemed like the world slowed down around the both of you. You gently gathered the bottom of his shirt in your fingers, slowly raising it off of him. You watched as more blood appeared on his body the more you raised the shirt, but it was a comfort to see that his only wound was the one you were stitching up. At least it wasn’t his  blood.

Pulling the shirt gently over his head and arms, you set it to the side. This time, you didn’t miss the way his eyes flickered to your lips for a brief moment before he turned his head, snapping himself out of it.

The world continued on behind you as you stitched him up. You stood back up when you were done, admiring your work.

“Almost done, just one last thing…” you mumbled as you leaned forward to reach for the bandage that was sitting just slightly behind him. Just when you were about to pick it up, Frank picked it up for you, handing it to you instead. You looked down at his hand, and that was when you realized just how close you were.

It had been quiet the entire time you fixed him up, the only sound in the small bathroom being his noises of discomfort and pain and the tools being set back down on the sink. The tension was manageable, and you just ignored it for the most part in order to focus on the task at hand. But you hadn’t been this close before, either.

You looked at him just with your eyes, not daring to tilt your head up to meet his. You looked at his chest, blood stains on it and covered in scars, but beautiful. Each scar was a different story, a different battle he had won. You’d kiss each one of them every night if you had the chance. Snapping out of your thoughts, you grabbed the bandage from him with a quiet thank you.

You opened it up, gently securing it over the stitches, fingers smoothing down the adhesive sides on his skin. You had to make sure it was on there properly, or else it’d come off – that was the rationalization that your brain came up with to justify your fingers still rubbing the bandage onto his skin.

But it couldn’t last forever, and you knew that. You backed away all of a sudden, plastering on a smile before stepping to the side to wash your hands. “All done!”

He looked down at his hands before sliding off the countertop. “Try not to reopen those stitches until they heal up, even though I know that’s hard for you.”

He watched as you busied yourself with packing everything back up in the first aid kit, taking your absolute sweet time to avoid the awkward conversation you’d wind up having if you hadn’t backed away from him. He walked out though, leaving you to your night, sorry he had disturbed you.

Once he was gone and you heard his footsteps retreat enough, you leaned against the sink, both hands on either side, and hung your head. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, thinking about how fucked up the situation was, and how fucked you were, falling in love. But it was late enough, and you just wanted to go to sleep or get back to your book, anything to avoid having to deal with your feelings in that moment.

Walking back out of the bathroom, you realized you had the shittiest luck in the world when you came face to face with Frank in the hallway. You quickly went to slip past him, just wanting to get back to your book. “Sorry-”

“I never said thank you,” he said quietly, cutting you off. He had grabbed your arm, stopping you from walking away. It was such a contrast, the way he was so gentle as he held you there but still had a few remaining blood stains on his hands, no matter how long he just spent in the kitchen washing it off of him. You looked at the ground, heart pounding in your chest. “Look at me.”

His voice came off as a whisper, almost like he was begging you.

You took a deep breath and looked up at him. He looked into your eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or any sign that you didn’t want to be there, with him, in that moment. All he saw was the same look you had in your eyes when you bandaged him up a few minutes ago. That was all it took for him.

He crashed his lips to yours, grip tightening on your arm as you brought your hands up to cup his face. The kiss was slow and passionate, a month-long buildup of tension being released. His tongue ran across your bottom lip and you let him in, tongue pressing against his as he pulled you closer. His hands ran down your sides, squeezing at your flesh and settling on your hips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, keeping him close as he began to softly trail kisses to your cheek and down your neck. You accidentally let a whimper out when he sucked on your sweet spot right behind your ear, and it drove him crazy to hear you. He paused just long enough to lead you into his bedroom before continuing to kiss you again, pushing you against his bed and laying you down.

He winced in pain as he tried to hover over you so you stopped him, sitting back up.

“Don’t,” you said quietly, thumb caressing his face. Standing up, you worked his belt as he slid your nightdress up and over your head, the both of you stealing soft kisses whenever you could. Tossing your clothes to the side, you both stood naked in front of one another.

He stared at you, eyes trailing down and back up your body, taking it all in. You were breathtaking to him – soft skin and beautiful curves, you looked like a goddess standing in front of him. “So gorgeous,” he mumbled, leaning back down to kiss you once again as you led him to the bed this time.

You sat him down against the headboard, making sure to be gentle as you crawled onto the bed so it wouldn’t move too much and make his injuries hurt even worse. You straddled him, his hand gripping at your waist as his other hand trailed down your body to the spot where you needed him the most.

He looked you in your eyes, almost asking one last time if it was okay. You nodded your head slightly, feeling his fingers slide through your wetness, his eyes never leaving yours once. When his finger came up to circle your clit, you finally broke eye contact as yours fluttered shut, a small moan coming from you. He smirked, watching how beautiful you looked as he added pressure to your clit.

It was almost like he read your mind, knowing you needed more, and slipped two of his large fingers into your cunt. He groaned at the feeling, pumping his fingers slowly. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, bringing you right to the edge, but you raised up, stopping yourself from cumming. He looked at you, concern in his eyes. You leaned down to kiss him, hands cupping either side of his face as you felt his arms wrap around your waist.

“Want you,” you mumbled against his lips. You grinded down on him, whimpering lowly at the added stimulation. He just looked at you again, searching your eyes for any sign of doubt. “Please.”

It was his turn to nod, keeping one hand steady on your hip as the other moved down to grab his cock. You raised up a little bit, lining his cock with your entrance, before slowly sinking down on him.

It was one of the best feelings you had ever experienced. His cock filled you up so good, stretching you out and making you feel full. You could feel every vein and ridge against your walls, hitting every sweet spot as you went flush with his hips.

“Y’feel so good, sweetheart,” Frank watched as you slowly started to lift your hips, dropping back down on him slowly as you adjusted to his size. He kneaded at your hips, helping you with your movements, pressing kisses down your jaw and onto your neck. You rested your hands on his shoulders and chest, starting to go faster.

Frank was lost in the pleasure of your wet cunt sliding down on him. He whispered praises into your skin, leaning back at times to rest his head against the wall as he tried to hold out his climax a little longer. He’d watch you, bouncing up and down on him, watching his cock disappear into your pussy and it almost sent him into overdrive. Whimpers fell from your mouth, the feeling of his cock sending you closer to the edge as you continued to drop down on him, but it wasn’t enough.

Tears began to well in your eyes, the frustration settling in that you couldn’t move fast enough to just send you over that edge into pure pleasure. “Fuck,” you muttered, trying to go faster but still keeping in mind his injury.

Frank noticed your tears, thumb coming up to wipe a stray one away. “What’s wrong, babygirl?”

“Need you,” you said, hands tightening on his shoulders and nails digging into his skin.

“You have me,” his thumb caressed your cheekbone, other hand holding onto your waist tight.

You shook your head, one of your hands dropping to your core and rubbing tight circles on your swollen clit. The sensation shot sparks through you, but it still wasn’t enough. You were right on the edge, you just needed a little more.

“Need you, daddy,” you whined out, not even registering what you had called him. “Please, wanna feel you deeper.”

The new name had his eyes rolling back, head tipping back to thud against the wall. When he looked at you again, his eyes were darker – pupils swallowing his iris and all that was left was pure lust. It reenergized him, and all he cared about in that moment was getting you to cum harder than you ever had before.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you melted into him, body completely flush with his. He began to thrust up into you, holding you steady in place. You moaned into his shoulder, his cock hitting your sweet spot so deep in you. The new pace sent you falling into that pit of euphoria that you had been chasing for what felt like forever.

He could feel your walls tightening against him, felt your body shaking. Your moans faltered for a little while, your high taking over you as stars danced behind your eyes.

“I got you sweetheart, there you go. My good fucking girl.” Having you cum on him, feeling your arms tighten around his neck and your walls tighten around his cock, had him about to cum before he realized it. He thrust into you a few more times, burying himself deep inside as he held you tight against him, his cum filling you up completely. You were just coming down from your high, but the feeling of his cum shooting into you triggered a smaller orgasm right after your first one, milking his cock until he was completely done.

You both sat there for a while, catching your breath, not wanting the moment to end. Frank was the first one to move though, shifting underneath you and raising you off of him. He laid you in his bed next to him before getting up and leaving the room, returning shortly after with a warm cloth.

He wiped in between your thighs, cleaning you up from where the mixture of yours and his cum had dripped down. He tossed the rag to the side, laying down next to you, pulling you closer to lay your head on his chest.

You didn’t know how things would end with him, and after what just happened, you didn’t know where this would leave things between you two. He could see the anxiety on your features.

“Stay.”

His words were quiet, thumb gently rubbing back and forth across your skin. You still looked almost uncertain, still dancing around the idea that maybe this wasn’t forever. He gently grabbed your chin, tilting your head to meet his eyes. “Stay.”

You nodded, eyes fluttering shut as you dozed off. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to your head and fell asleep.

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[frankcastlescumslut]

Frank Castle Masterlist

inbox is currently closed ! all smut is indicated by *

WIP

On The Sea *

One-Shots

Shut Up and Kiss Me

Punishing the Punisher *

Stay

Come in The Water

Home Sweet Home *

Dreaming of You *

All of You *

Blurbs/Drabbles/HC

Oral Fixations *

Mean!Frank*

First time w/ Frank HC*

Frank coming home to you asleep

Fashion show w/ Frank HC

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[munsonownsmyass]

Loving you easy 🔞

Some people are just easy to love and Frank Castle is no exception

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misc. characters

( * ) explicit

[word count]

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matt murdock - (daredevil)

touch tank*+ [330]

dub-con, somnophilia

frank castle - (the punisher)

summer heat* [1.5k]

poolside fun

sierra six - (the gray man)

the babysitter*^ [2.7k]

when it comes to the stoic man looking after you, you realize you'll have to make the first move.

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𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 ✧.*

𝐢. 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

★ scared of losing you — gn reader

★ dinner with max — male reader

𝐢𝐢. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

★ red’s fault — male reader

★ frank x fem!introvert!r — headcanons

★ bearded!frank eating you out — fem reader

★ birthday cake — gn reader

𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

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[why-what-no]

Frank Castle Masterlist

Fandom: Marvel

Headcanons:

Patching Frank Up After A Mission

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Oneshots & Imagines:

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#Masterlist #Frank castle Masterlist #marvel masterlist

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Matt Murdock Masterlist

Frank Castle Masterlist

Billy Russo Masterlist

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FRANK CASTLE MASTERLIST

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the bodyguard

[status: in progress]

summary: after a series of terrorist attacks in new york, an article you wrote calling out the cowardice of the organization's leader causes you to become a target, and frank castle is assigned to be your bodyguard. the resurgence of former flames and shocking sinister revelations will test just how far frank is willing to go to protect you. divulgences of his mysterious and convoluted past will make you question just how much you can actually trust him. will frank be your savior? or the reason for your demise?

a/n: a HUGE thank you to my love @thyme-in-a-bubble for that incredibly breathtaking header. this series was inspired by the absolutely lovely @lowkeythor's genius request for a bodyguard!frank x reader fic. it is a slow burn-so get comfy. this is a punisher series friends, so there will be mentions of violence and gore, as well as other mature themes. (there will eventually be spiciness bc i can't resist) if you'd like to be added to the tag list for updates, please let me know!

»— anything marked with an astrik contains explicit content. minors dni.

»— all work is my own. please do not repost anywhere else without my consent.

chapter one: it's my job

chapter two: take the day off

chapter three: trouble

chapter four: it's like that

chapter five: conflict of interest

chapter six: invasion of privacy

chapter seven: checkmate

chapter eight: sorry

chapter nine: stakeout

chapter ten: pancakes

chapter eleven: we got a problem

chapter twelve: confession

chapter thirteen: desire*

chapter fourteen: i got you

chapter fifteen: teach me*

chapter sixteen: an adjustment

chapter seventeen: a favor

chapter eighteen: first date*

chapter nineteen: personal

the bodyguard soundtrack

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Welcome to my Masterlist 💌

hi, i'm murphy. my requests are always open - feel free to send any ideas or thoughts you have - i'll always read them all.

note - all of my fics are reader insert. no use of y/n. i don't write for real people, only characters <3

Last Updated - April 19th

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Characters I Write For.

500 Follower Celebration Masterlist. 3k Celebration Masterlist. Valentines Masterlist. 5k Celebration Masterlist.

Moodboard Masterlist. My Ao3.

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Top Gun: Maverick

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

The Orange. ❁

You and Jake share an orange. He's in love with you.

For Eternity. (Part 2 of The Orange.)

You and Jake share an orange. He's never loved you more.

North Star. ❁

It's New Year's Eve. Jake is tired of waiting.

I Know Places.

Jake always joked that he'd kill for you. One fateful day, he does just that.

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin & Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Why Choose?

A drunken game of spin the bottle gets a little heated. Why choose, when you can have both?

Mickey 'Fanboy' Garcia

Dr Cupid.

Mickey Garcia passes out in hospitals. Luckily, this time there's a pretty nurse there to catch him.

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Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Lessons in Love. ❁

Bucky didn't believe in love at first sight. Then he met you.

Honey Girl. ✯❁

The Universe shows you your soulmate when it feels like you need them most. When you least expect it, you're given yours - Bucky Barnes. Your dad's best friend. You can try to refuse it all you like; but the universe wants what it wants. There's no denying fate.

Trick or Treat.

You love Halloween. Bucky loves you.

Rest Had Seemed The Sweetest Thing.

Bucky's slowly learning that love isn't a finite resource. aka, Bucky's first Christmas.

Stucky

Letters to the Moon.

Steve is gone. The love you and Bucky have for him isn't.

Wishbone.

You meet Bucky and Steve while on the run. The three of you quickly learn that nothing is more violent than love.

Frank Castle

There's Always Tomorrow.

Frank knows you better than you know yourself. It's a blessing and a curse.

Multi Talented. ❁

Frank shows you exactly what you deserve.

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Criminal Minds

Luke Alvez

Wherever You Are. That's Where Home Is.

Luke might be a mind reader. Only with you, though.

Vice. ❁

Everyone on the team has their vices. It just so happens that yours is sat across the table looking at you.

Spencer Reid

Web of Lies. ✯

Spencer Reid has always been good at keeping secrets. You just never thought he'd keep one from you.

Cowboy!Spencer ✯

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Narcos

Javier Peña

Self Control. ❁

Javi keeps refusing himself what he wants. One night puts everything into perspective.

Yes, Mr President.

There's an endless amount of things you shouldn't do as the President of the United States. Defiling the Oval Office is definitely one of them.

Western Nights. ✯

You don't expect to bump into your dad's best friend Javier in a church basement on the outskirts of town. You also didn't expect to fall in love with him. Life seems to be full of surprises - and Javier was the biggest surprise of all.

Jealousy, Jealousy. ❁

Javier Peña doesn't share.

Two Murphy's and a Peña.

Javier knows Steve's sister is off limits. He's never been one to follow the rules.

After Hours.

You and Javier are stuck in the office in the middle of a heatwave. You're hot in more ways than one.

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Triple Frontier

Time. ❁

You get shot in Colombia. Frankie, Benny, Santiago and Will each have their own ways of helping you heal.

Tethered. ❁

The lines of friendship blur when you’re this close. Also known as - each of the times you’ve kissed Benny, Frankie, Santiago and Will.

Tranquility.

You're not good at keeping secrets from the boys. Turns out, Will isn't either.

Home Is Where The Heart Is.

They say home is where the heart is. Your heart belongs to the four boys you call your best friends. Also known as - four important times the guys told you they loved you.

Will Miller

Champagne Fuelled Confessions.

You come home drunk, and have something burning you need to tell Will.

Best Friend's Brother.

You've known Benny for years. You've had a crush on his brother Will for years, too.

Frankie Morales

Find You.

A bad date brings Frankie Morales to your door at the perfect time.

Rain Soaked Romantic.

Frankie will run across town in the rain if it means finally telling you how he feels.

Santiago Garcia

This Is The Way It Always Goes.

Santiago always comes crawling back. You convince yourself this is the last time - but you both know that's not true.

Precious Girl.

A chance meeting with your Dad's best friend at 2am.

Benny Miller

Adrenaline.

Ben needs a way to work off his post match energy. You.

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The Last of Us

Joel Miller

Pretty When You Cry. ❁

Joel realises his morals are fucked. You realise you like it.

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Succession

Stewy Hosseini

Clandestine. ✯

You and Stewy know it's wrong. So why, pray tell, does it feel so right?

Fully Clothed.

Being Stewy's assistant has its perks.

Consequence.

Stewy's actions have unexpected consequences.

Needy.

You've been waiting all day for Stewy to get home. He loves it.

Play Pretend.

The classic fake dating trope, with a twist.

The Place Where It All Began.

You reunite with Stewy at your high school reunion. Turns out, he's been waiting for you, all this time.

Risky.

The thrill of being caught makes it all the more exciting.

Kendall Roy

Me and You.

You quit as Kendall's assistant. He's been waiting for this day.

Illicit Affair.

You're Matssons wife. You're also in love with Kendall Roy.

Forced Proximity.

The classic only one bed trope, this time with your emotionally unavailable boss.

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The Bear

Carmen Berzatto

The Roommate Collection. ✯❁

A collection of fics based on being roommates with Carmen.

Vienna.✯

Everything is the same. Nothing has changed. Everything has changed. Nothing is the same.

Carmen. ❁

Carmen. Your Carmen.

Denial. ❁

Carmy can’t keep pretending.

Mechanic!Carmen.

Inspired by that picture of JAW in a crop top.

Perfectionist. ❁

Your boyfriend being a professional chef has its perks. Especially when it comes to gingerbread houses.

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9-1-1

Evan Buckley

Lightning Strike. ❁

The two of you deal with the aftermath of Bucks trauma.

Fire Hazard. ❁

The story of your firehouse nickname - and Buck unable to handle you in a sundress.

Evan Buckley & Eddie Diaz

The Look of Love. ❁

You, Buck and Eddie are absolutely, undeniably, head over heels in love with each other. It seems like everyone can see it except for the three of you.

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Sons of Anarchy

Jax Teller

Heatwave. ❁

You cut Jax's hair. He can't keep his hands to himself.

Sundress Season.

It’s sundress season. Jax can’t keep his hands to himself.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford

Teach Me How to Ride.

Chibs is teaching you how to ride (in more ways than one).

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Miscellaneous

Steve Harrington

Cherry. ✯❁

The lines of friendship get a little blurry, one unassuming Friday night in December.

Someone Borrowed, Someone Blue.

An engagement party, your childhood best friend, one too many glasses of champagne. What could go wrong?

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welcome to my masterlist!

below the cut are the characters that i write for! my ask box is open for requests/thoughts/ramblings so never hesitate to drop a message! i can't promise i'll get to them immediately but i try my best to respond to asks <3

(disclaimer: these are just my current fandoms and that is ever-changing so more characters will be added <3)

mcu frank castle dinah madani

criminal minds luke alvez emily prentiss

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