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MDNI!
frank castle x f!reader blurb
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peter wondering why frank isn’t answering his calls. so he decides to let himself into the hideout. only to catch you riding frank. your exposed tits bouncing up and down and two thick fingers shoved down your throat to muffle your gargled moans. frank’s heavy cock stuffing you full as he let out low hum. occasionally smacking your already swollen red ass as he breathlessly whispered naughty praises. an extremely flushed peter quickly leaves before either of you notice, or so he thought because the next day he receives a text from frank
“knock next time.”
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mdni
frank castle x f!reader
with slight peter parker x f!reader
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i see everything⋆˚꩜｡
MASTERLIST
frank always seems to know what you’re up too. even your most private moments with a certain neighbor.
fuck buddies, use of pet names, age gap, no use of y/n, frank is a little bit toxic, fingering
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“mmgh! p-peter fuck!” you threw your head back against the mattress as pathetic moans spewed from your lips.
peter’s cock thrusted inside your wet cunt with a hypnotic rhythm. his brows pinched tightly groaning between breathless pants as his fingers dug into your plush hips. your stomach twisted in knots as a familiar warmth grew. sweat dripped down your forehead as your moans echoed so loudly you were sure you would get a noise complaint.
the two of you had been secretly hooking every once in a while. mostly when things between you and frank were rough and you needed a little stress relief. yeah sure peter was a little inexperienced but after the first couple of awkward meet ups, god did he fell good. not as good as frank obviously. that man was absolutely feral when it came to sex.
“shit.... you feel so good” he muttered under his breath, his pace quickened pushing your back deeper into the mattress.
you could feel your climax grow closer and closer with each thrust. your cunt gripped around peter tighter as your nails dug into his shoulder blades.
buzz!
then the vibration of your phone shattered your focus, the tension in your abdomen immediately died down. your eyes shot open shifting to your buzzing phone. the call couldn’t have come at a worse time.
“don’t answer” peter groaned.
the moment the phone stopped buzzing, it went off again. and again. and again. each vibration killing the mood. until finally, you couldn’t take it anymore. grabbing your phone you went to silence it until you saw the caller id.
“it’s frank i have to answer it” you felt your annoyance grow.
peter came to halt as he looked at you like he had seen a ghost.
“i thought you said you two were broken up?” peter whispered, panic quickly creeping into his voice.
the phone rang again, and you rolled your eyes.
“no, i said we were broken up” you corrected, making sure to emphasize the word, “were as in used to be.”
peter slid his hands down his face, “oh god he’s going to kill me.”
the sheer panic on peter’s face was almost amusing. you never understood why the two didn’t get along. letting out an innocent oops you finally answered the phone.
“what do you want frank? i’m busy.”
looking back up at peter you gave him a wink. he was flushed and his hair disheveled. chest rising and falling like he was barely holding himself together. you tugged the front of his shirt and yanked him down toward you pressing a sloppy kiss to his lips.
“busy doing what? fucking your neighbor?” his voice is so firm and gravelly, how could you peter not freak out.
you pulled away from peter.
“i’m at work i don’t have time for this” you hissed.
“is that so?” he hummed.
suddenly the glass window by your bed shattered. instantly you recognized who it was. sitting up you leaned over the side of the bed frame and out your window. there you spotted frank on a rooftop. peering through the scope of his riffle. waving at you.
“sure doesn’t seem like your at work.”
“are you seriously spying me. you’re actually insane frank” clearly irritated, your eyes narrowed in disbelief.
“you’re the one having sex with your curtains open for the entire city to see” although you couldn’t see it you could hear the shit eating grin in his voice.
“i hate you so much.”
“love you more princess, now put the guy who’s fuckimg my girl on the phone.”
peter looked at you with fear in his eyes. shaking his head as you began to hand the phone over to him. not giving him much room to protest any longer because the phone was already in his grasp and against his ear.
“if you wanted to bang my slut so bad the least you could do is ask” frank laughed, it was heavy and cocky.
“look i-i’m sorry man” peter froze, like he’s trying very hard to come with an excuse that would get him in the least amount of trouble, “i didn’t know you two were still together. i would never get with someone—”
quickly you snatched the phone right out of his hand.
“leave us alone frank!” and hung up. discarding the phone onto the night stand.
huffing you grumbled something about frank being an idiot under your breath.
soon the bedroom door crashed open, causing you to snap your head towards the commotion. and to no one’s surprise in walked frank as if he owned the place. how did he get to your apartment so fast? lord knows.
“seriously you’re going to hang up on me like that?”
peter was quick to cover himself with the sheets. desperately searching for his boxers.embarrassment flashed wildly across his face like he might break under the weight of it. he stood there unsure of what to do as the two of you argued.
“uh… should i go?” awkwardly peter glanced between you.
“get the hell out of here kid” pointing the gun at peter, frank motioned towards the door.
peter went to say another series of apologies but quickly closed his mouth. gathering his belongings and hurrying out your apartment in just his boxers.
once the door finally clicked shut frank turn towards you. his face held that usual scowl.
“him?” he looked around in disbelief, “seriously, out of everyone you could have fucked you chose him?”
you crossed your arms, huffing as you looked away. you sat in stubborn silence, lips pressed into a displeased frown.
“c’mon. what do you even see him?”
“he gentle.”
frank scoffed, “look i don’t care who you fuck as long as it’s not him.”
your head snapped in his direction,“you can’t tell me what to do.”
there was a challenging glint in your eyes. and if there’s one thing frank loves is proving you wrong. that familiar flare in his eyes that says i dare you.
“at least peter knows how to make me come” flashing that smug smile you taunted frank.
that was the last straw. without a second thought frank yanked you down by your ankles. you gasped as your legs were hoisted up onto frank’s shoulders.
“what was that now?” leaning down he grips your chin tightly. jerking your head side to side.
you would be lying if you said you weren’t soaking wet. clit throbbing in anticipation at what will come next. your opened but your mind blanked, everything happened so fast. frank scoffed, sliding two in your mouth he commanded you to suck them. which you obediently obliged. after they were coated in a thick layer of saliva he brought them down to your pussy. teasing at the folds of your entrance you shudder under his touch.
his finger shoved inside you when you least expected it. gasping you felt your heart flutter. as frank went deeper you whined. nails clawing bedsheets as you desperately but poorly attempted to conceal your moans.
“you don’t even deserve my dick” he spat.
clamping a hand around your mouth. his thick fingers pumping against your gummy walls. greedily being sucked in. the way he stared down you with such intensity caused to to crumble.
“i bet i satisfy you better with my finger than he could with his dick?”
when you didn’t respond he quickened up his pace. moans silenced against the palm of his hand. he growls lowly, watching with satisfaction.
“mghmm!”
your words muffled by his hand, spit pooling and dripping out the corners of your mouth. you looked like an utter wretch just from his fingers. it was all the confirmation frank needed.
you couldn't remember the last time you had felt so stuffed. everything felt so hot and sticky, your body coated in a thin layer of sweat. desperately grinding your hips down to fuck every inch of his fingers. as your cunt clenched around him frank knew yiu were close.
you could see franks lips moving yet couldn’t understand a single word. not when he’s fuckimg you into the to the pint of seeing stars. knowing him it’s probably some cocky retort
soon liquid squirted all over frank’s fingers. when he didn’t stop your eyes widen, every little touch left you moaning. tears pooled at the corners of your eyes as all the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. the only sound in the room was the wet noises from your cunt.
your abdomen burned under his touch as he violently pumped in and out of you repeatedly through orgasm after orgasm. each one hitting you like rouge wave. until your body was nothing but a trembling mess.
leaning down close enough where you could feel his breath against your cheek he whispered lowly.
“say i can’t make you come, i dare you.”
leaving the room he left you there, exposed and completely fucked out of your mind.
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mdni!
frank castle x f!reader
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MASTERLIST
you can’t help it that get so needy at night.
phone sex, dirty talk, no use of y/n
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it was late when you called. midnight to be exact. the phone rung for a couple of seconds. he was such a deep sleeper that it wouldn’t be a surprise if he didn’t answer. though that’s didn’t stop you from slipping a hand between your thighs. impatiently plunging your finger into your warm, wet cunt. all you could do was imagine it was his thick cock stretching you out instead.
the phone picked up on the fourth ring and an extremely tired frank spoke.
“yeah princess?” his voice was hoarse. you could hear the exhaustion in it after a long day.
“f-frank” you bit your lip to hold back a moan, “i miss you…”
the wetness from your cunt echoed through the phone. it went silent in the other end then frank laughed, it was low and heavy.
“god you’re so filthy.”
you could hear what sounded like fabric ruffling on the other end. a long groan followed as frank let his heavy cock free.
“bet you’re already touching yourself, hm?”
“mhmm….” you moaned. just hearing his voice made made you feel wetter.
“fuck…” he groaned, voice dangerously low, “i want to cover you in my cum. and you’ll let me like the good girl you are.”
each words sent a sharp shiver down your spine. rubbing against your swollen sensitive clit faster.
“yeah i bet you would love that, being covered in my cum. god you’re so filthy.”
“frank… mghhh!..” a coherent string of mumbled moans of his name spewed from your lips.
“keep saying my name… s-shit baby i’m so close” his cock pulsed against his hand. the tip flushed and oozing out in excitement.
you were so lost in the sensation, fingers rubbing your wetness all around your folds. pathetically moaning franks name. liquid squirted out all over sheets. frank’s relief arrived shortly after, thick ropes of cum painting his chest. both of you sat there on the phone, panting and exhausted.
grease au!peter parker x f!reader
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his one weakness ⋆.𐙚 ̊
MASTERLIST
peter, who turns into a big softy once your behind closed doors. especially when your mad at him.
no use of y/n, fluff
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everyone saw peter as some rebellious teen. he never flinched or backdown from challenge. he could stare down anyone who got in his face and somehow made silence sound like a threat. but you saw right past that.
because to you peter was this big softy with a big heart that only had room for you.
the knock came just after peter had finished a long dinner with his aunt. which consisted mostly of her scolding him, warning him that he was throwing his future away if he kept going down this path. it was one thing that he was already failing a couple of classes, but being on the verge of suspension just made everything worse.
“come in” peter grumbled, expecting it to be his aunt ready to ridicule him all over again.
instead, the knock came again. though this time it didn’t sound like it was coming from the door but coming from his window. peter sat up immediately, thinking his friends had finally come to bail him out of whatever trouble he’d gotten himself into. but when he turned toward the window he froze. to his surprise, sitting there on the rooftop by his window, shivering like a kitten left out in the rain, was you.
“baby!” quickly he opened the window. helping you climb through.
the second you were inside, peter took off his leather jacket and wrapped it around your trembling figure. holding you even tighter against his chest to make sure you were warm.
“baby what are yiu do out there? it’s freezing out there” there was genuine worry in his voice now.
his brows were knitted together, eyes scanning your face and body as if he needed to make sure you hadn't been hurt. the thought of you sitting outside in the cold, alone, clearly bothered him.
“don’t baby me” you shoved him off of you not hard but enough to make him stumble slightly.
peter looked at you speechless. your lips were pouted into a scowl and eyesbrows furrowed tight.
“i heard you went and got yourself into a fight” you pointed a finger at his chest, “are you crazy?”
peters shoulders shrank and his eyes immediately dropped to his tattered knuckles. quickly attempting to hide them behind his back as he stood there like a guilty kid who had just been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. because deep down he knew he was in trouble.
“that no good flash had it coming” he scoffed before looking back up at you. the angry from the fight coming back to him.
he threw both hands up as he continued to explain himself, “he said horrible things about you baby i couldn’t just let him get away with it.”
dramatically dropping to his knees he looked up you with pleading eyes. there was something almost desperate in the way he said it. like he wasn't trying to impress you more like he did because he really cared for you.
“please baby you have to believe me” he begged.
“peter…” turning towards him you whispered his name in a way that made his heart do flips.
“yeah baby?” that charming smile plastered across his face as he leaned in. like he was off the hook.
but it was mere seconds before the anger came back to your tone, “you promised me you’d stop fighting.”
huffing you crossed your arms and snaps your head in the opposite direction of him.
“c’mon, baby you know i couldn’t let him talk about my girl like that.”
as much as yiu wanted to stay mad at him, maybe even slap in him the face for acting like a complete fool. your angry expression crumbled instantly hearing him call you his girl. a little smile spread across your lips that you attempted to hide but peter took notice. peter took your hand’s into his. carefully guiding you towards the bed were you both sat down still yiu refused to glance his way for even a second.
“and know I'd do anything for you, right?” his thumb brushed gently over your knuckles, almost absentmindedly.
there was no arrogance behind it, no attempt to justify the fight. just peter, vulnerable, and hopelessly in love with you. and despite everything, you couldn’t stop smiling.
then he gently took one of your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours, “you're still mad at me, aren't you?”
you remained silent.
peter sighed dramatically, “can't blame you.”
“but just so we're clear” he pressed a soft kiss against your knuckles.
“you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen.”
another kiss.
“you're the sweetest.”
and another.
“you’re the most amazing girl.”
he looked up at you. lips still pressed against your knuckles and only then did you finally glance at him. your stomach flipped instantly.
“you really think compliments are going to get you out of this?” your cheeks were flushed red.
“is it working?”
he tilted his head, that familiar mischievous smile tugging at his lipsu.
desperately you fought against the smile threatening to appear. but it was so hard when peter was looking at you like that. there was something almost unfair about the way he could turn those big, pleading eyes on you and suddenly make all the anger you'd been holding vanish instantly.
lightly you shoved his shoulder, “you’re an idiot.”
before you knew it peter leaned back against the bed, casually tugging you along with him.
“peter!” you gasped, perhaps a little louder than you intended.
immediately your eyes darted toward the bedroom door. for a second, you froze, silently praying his aunt hadn't heard you sneaking around in his room. meanwhile peter looked far too amused by your panic.
“peter let me go” you tried to hide your enjoyment.
he lowered his voice, his grin softening as he looked at you, “as long as I'm your idiot…”
a small peck was placed on your already burning cheeks.
“I could live with that.”
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mdni!
mean!frank castle x f!reader
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shut up and take it ⋆˚꩜｡
MASTERLIST
use of daddy, no use of y/n, hair pulling, rough sex, jealous sex and name calling
frank would never openly admit that he was jealous. but after seeing you get all touchy touchy with a certain friendly neighborhood hero. he couldn’t help but let his emotions take over.
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“take this fucking dick” he hissed as he dug your head deeper into the mattress. his fingers laced into your hair with a tight grip. fucking you with an unforgiving paces, his hips snapping against your ass as he stuffed you deeper with his cock.
“i’m sorry daddy!” you cried. eyes rolling back as spit dribbled down your lips. loud messy moans echoed in the small room.
frank scoffed.
“that idiot wouldn’t know what to do with a slut like you” he leaned in closer yanking your hair so your head lifted off the mattress a little, “hm, you liked being fucked like a dumb slut?”
you whined, biting your swollen puffy lips. unable to answer because you were so overwhelmed with every sensation being given to you. a sharp slap burned across your ass when you didn’t answer. causing you to tense around his thick length.
“answer me” he ordered sternly, lifting your head slightly off the mattress by your hair. harshly slappimg you ass once more.
“y-yes i love! i’m your slut p-please please!” somehow you manage out. your voice raw with exhaustion. desperately grinding your hips down to feel every inch of him like some cock drunk whore.
a deep raspy chuckle vibrated in frank’s throat as his paces quickened, “and don’t you fucking forget it.”
frank didn’t show any signs of halting his pace for even a second, still fucking into you after you had what felt like your millionth orgasm. leaving unable to even think, before fucking his own seeds deep inside you once again. your aching cunt dripping with a mixture of your own and franks come.
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MCU MASTERLIST
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mdni with links label as smut
punisher
⋆˚࿔ shut up and take it SMUT!!!
⋆˚࿔ say my name SMUT!!!
⋆˚࿔ i see everything SMUT!!!
⋆˚࿔ frank castle x f!reader blurb SMUT!!!
spider-man brand new day
⋆˚࿔ coming soon…… every breathe you take SMUT!!!
grease au!peter parker
⋆˚࿔ his one weakness FLUFF
⋆˚࿔ coming soon…… say hello to college SMUT!!!
rules when requesting!!!
what you can request
smut
fluff
angst
mcu characters (I do prefer to write for punisher and spiderman)
kinky ass shit
what you can’t request
underaged
anything that has to do with piss or shit
x oc
rape
KEEP IN MIND!!!
i write with a female reader in mind
i have a job and may take awhile to get to request so i do apologize :)