I mean this is mostly a PWP but we SERIOUSLY need more Sugar Daddy and Sugar Baby Fratt in the world!!!!
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Title: Hope Founded in Sugar
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: E
Ship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Summary: After a long day of work, Frank is enjoying the perks of having Matt Murdock waiting for him at home. A little stress relief is necessary, but he’s happy it’s moved beyond more than the typical sugar daddy and sugar baby dynamic. Not that it doesn’t still make him hot all over, taking care of the man.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I was thinking of Earth 65 Murderdock for this one, although you can imagine a Netflix AU Matt and Frank if you so wish!
Warnings: Just swearing and sort of fluff/allusions to smut.
It's like a storm has blown in the door of Frank's apartment. A blazing, angry blur of red, cut with a flash of white as the tempest hurls his cane across the room to clatter against the far wall. “-can't fucking get the staff these days! What the fuck is wrong with everyone?! As if I ask for much? Just a tiny modicum of respect and maybe, oh I dunno, just follow my fucking orders!? FUCK!”
Matt’s shoulders heave under the silk cotton of his suit jacket as he takes a breather for a second. He's angling his head rapidly, as if looking for something.
“Jesus Frank, of all the people to have no fucking hard liquor in their place… ”
Frank shrugs, he was more into extra strength coffee these days to keep himself going, but he knows Matt needs various means to unwind. Namely alcohol, beating the crap out of lowlife scum, sex with women, men… and yeah, that sometimes even included him. He grew less and less surprised each time the Kingpin came to call on him.
“So what's eatin’ ya Red?” Frank asks as he pats his thigh lazily, lowering his gaze which he knows even Matt can sense. “C'mon over an’ sit on daddy's knee. Tell me all about it.” He grins.
“Pfft!” Matt spits out a scoff, but still he can't help the side of his mouth from tugging up into a smirk at Frank's humour.
“‘Daddy’? Really, Castle?”
Despite his apparent amused disgust, the Kingpin of Hell's Kitchen perches himself comfortably on the bigger man's ridiculously thick thigh while he's sat with legs spread wide on the armchair.
“Yeah, why not? You sound like the spoiled little girl that didn't get her pony.” Frank says, risking a poke at the hornets nest.
Matt doesn't bite however, just lets himself flop against Frank's chest, letting a long, laboured sigh leave his body as Frank's arm comes around him. For whatever reason he still finds it hard to admit he likes this, that he might actually enjoy being coddled and comforted sometimes. It wasn't always easy being ‘on’ all the time although he could sure as hell make it look like it was.
“I've had an absolute shitter of a day. I want to fucking kill everyone.” Matt mumbles into the massive muscley pillow of Frank's arm and shoulder.
“There. Ain't that better now you got that out?” Frank rumbles close to his ears. Matt’s eyelids droop and close with exhaustion, as he lets Frank take his physical weight as well as that of his mental burden. He hums, exhaling deeply again as he feels the press of strong fingers tracing up and down his spine through his clothes.
“You hungry?” Frank eventually asks. He feels the soft shake of Matt’s head.
“No… I've got shit to do but I just wanna lay here for a while.”
“Well, you can do that, you're your own boss after all.”
“Urgh,” Matt groans, “remind me why I'm mayor again?” he whines dramatically, his lips brushing against the skin of Frank's neck causing him to lift his head slightly to grant him more access as he starts to lay kisses on his now rapidly heating skin..
“Well, it's always been my understanding it's because you love being a bossy lil bitch an’ orderin’ people around.” Frank responds, first with a low chuckle, then a sharp intake of breath and a grunt as Matt viciously sucks a scarlet and purple mark on the crook of his neck.
“If you think I'm letting you off with that comment you're sorely mistaken, Castle.” Matt says as he gets to his feet. He wraps his fingers around Frank's wrist and urges him up.
“Where we goin’?” He asks.
“To your bed, so I can be a bossy lil bitch and order you around.” Matt snarks, and Frank follows, wondering just what he's let himself in for this time.
How about some cozy (maybe even sleepy) domestic Fratt? Pretty please?
PHEEBS I MISSED YOU! i never get to write fratt 🥹
for how much shit hell's kitchen threw at matt, he sure slept looking so peaceful. the stress lines on his forehead melted away, his laugh lines become more pronounced as his dreams treat him well.
here they were, frank and matt, laying on the couch with matt sound asleep on frank's bare chest. the picture of domesticity. frank's hand drew up and down matt's back, feeling every dimple and scar on the skin.
matt's hand wrapped tighter around frank's chest as he started to wake. frank peered down at him, smiling as he saw matt's eyes flutter open and the honey brown mop of hair lift off his chest.
"have a good nap there, red?" matt hums in agreement.
"you're softer than you sound." frank laughs, eyes drawing closed at the feel of matt's hand on his face, tracing up and down his cheek. he feels the smaller man readjust, and with his eyes still closed frank feels a kiss pressed to the corner of his mouth.
"love ya, red" and maybe it was because he rarely said it first, or how intimate the scenario was, but matt felt his heart bursting at the seams. tingles running down his spine, he pressed another kiss, this time to frank's lips.
Day 15: “This looks fun” - “Not the word I would use, but okay.”
94% longer than intended. Who's shocked?
Fratt. Staring Wade as resident pain in the 🍑 with Spiderpool and Poolverine teases. The humor was great to write 😂 I think this summarizes the mood ⬇️
Title: A Silk Shirt, Where It Leads
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: M
Ship: Matt Murdock/Frank Castle
Warnings: None
Summary: Frank is enjoying his friendship with Red these days, even if he distantly wonders if they could be something a little bit more. The key words being distantly and wonders. Until a few nice gestures on his end and none other than Wade fucking Wilson unexpectedly pops that door open for him… or maybe it’s Matt.
Omega Frank Castle is a weakness of mine. Hope someone else enjoys the domestic bliss that comes with this one ☺️ It's what I want coming home from work to be like 🥵
Title: Soak in the Secret
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: E
Ship: Matt Murdock/Frank Castle
Warnings: None
Summary: After a long day at court, Matt is eager to get home and be with Frank. Take care of him and do all that tender stuff an Omega needs in heat. It turns out, he's okay with skipping those steps though when he finds the man in a state of desperation, because he's always been kind of weak for the man. He's weak to what they could be too, but pushing that thought back inside just makes him want it more.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Something I could use a metric f$ck ton of right about now 😒😒😒☕☕☕
Read on AO3 HERE
Or read below 🤷♀️ but kudos tell me I'm not entirely worthless... would you believe this drabble is fluff? 😂🙂🙃 RATED G ⬇️
Coffee. An Americano. The bitter stuff that fed into the illusion he might be awake. Frank needed that to survive these days.
Matt was kinda like coffee in his own way. A strong cup of joe that tasted really good. Forbidden hope that might keep him alive.
Frank accepted Red sitting a mug of the steaming brew in front of him. He secretly welcomed the kiss the man pressed to his lips, after cautiously tilting his head up. The soft, sure fingers felt like they belonged under his chin. It was how he knew every day was meant to start.
Basic AF one shot, but still ended up over 3k and kinda cute imo... or I just love Frank's POV lmao
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Title: Real Problems like Connecting
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: M
Ship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock
Warnings: None
Summary: Trying to take the straight and narrow, sometimes, Frank struggles. Oh, not about his itch to kill some son of a bitches that deserves it. No. He just doesn't know how he is supposed to pretend things are normal in life when he had his ex-lawyer, fucking Daredevil, sliding his way into daily life to the point they've ended up some kind of item… and he the fact he likes it.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Tea or coffee? It takes extreme measures for me to give up my coffee ☕️. How about Frank?
@domaystic Day 3 - Tea or Coffee
Title: Everything's Better with Oats
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: M
Ship: Matt Murdock/Frank Castle
Warnings: None
Summary: Pregnant and coping with the lack of energy, Frank is starting to feel better. Matt hopes to help him by being a bit of an overbearing Alpha today. If it takes drinking tea made from oats to shut him the hell up, then that’s what he’s gonna do like a strategic man and not a compliant Omega. Although, maybe as an Omega that does care about their baby.
