Matt couldn’t help but let out a peel of laughter as Frank’s beard tickled at his neck as the older man nipped his way up to nibble on Matt’s ear.
“Somethin’ funny, Red?” Frank rumbled before suckling Matt’s earlobe into his mouth to gently nibble on it for a moment.
“Your beard,” Matt nearly moaned out, “Gonna shave it now that you’re all done and happy with your pieces for the exhibit next month?”
Frank let out a low chuckle as he pulled back to eye his partner for a long moment, “I dunno. You don’t seem to mind the beard burn anymore, might keep it for a while longer.”
This one is really cool because I can see it being from either of their perspectives.
I’ve always been a hunter
Nothing on my tail
But there was something in you
I knew
Could make that change
Matt and Frank are each the apex predators in their own worlds so when they clash it’s no longer a simple predator/prey situation. They play this game of cat and mouse where they both think they’re the cat.
So embrace the darkness
And I will help you see
That you can be limitless
And fearless
If you follow with me
Is this Matt trying to help Frank see the light and become a hero or Frank trying to convince Matt to give up his flimsy morals and become a punisher?
[ID: Drawn in a cartoon style with a grey background. The Punisher and Daredevil are facing back to back and look ready for a fight. Frank is wearing his Netflix skull outfit and holding a large gun. Matt is in his black Netflix outfit and holding two wooden batons.
Frank says “You knew we would be fighting guys with guns. And you brought STICKS?!” END ID]
Panel 1: Frank Castle and Matt Murdock in civvies are sat at a table, smiling and eating. Frank says “This is actually really nice Murdock”. Mat says “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. I have a very important question for you”.
Panel 2: Matt says “Look up” and points at the ceiling. Frank looks up.
Panel 3: A closer view of Frank looking up and a red pentagram can be seen on the ceiling above him.
Panel 4: Matt is now in his Daredevil suit, arms raised and says “Will you sell me your soul??” Frank glares at him angrily. END ID]
[ID: Drawn in a cartoon style, with a light orange background. Daredevil has on a black blindfold and has swung his billy club at a skull shaped piñata that has brightly colored candies falling from it. The Punisher is watching with his arms crossed and says “I know you’re cheating”. END ID]
[ID: Drawn in a cartoon style, with a gray background. The Punisher is in his red and black Thunderbolts suit and Daredevil is in his black and red suit. Frank says “One of us needs to change. People will think we’re starting a team”. Matt is shrugging and says “I don’t see the problem” END ID]
[ID: Drawn in a cartoon style, the scene is a dirt crossroad at night, stars and a crescent moon are in the sky. The Punisher is walking away from the crossroad angrily saying “Can’t believe I fell for this crap again…” Daredevil is on the other side of the crossroad reaching out for Frank and saying “Frank wait! Sell me your soul!” END ID]
Summary: An insight into your domestic life with Frank Castle after he begins his new life
w/c 770
Frank Castle x reader
After all the shit that went down in Hell’s kitchen, Frank was determined to reinvent himself. He didn’t want to be known as the punisher anymore, he was bored of fighting, he’d done it all of his life and he just wanted to take a break. That was how he found you, a pretty waitress that worked in a diner on his way out of town.
Although there was something special about you. He couldn’t just observe you and be happy to leave, he needed more. So he became a regular, always making sure to tip you well so you wouldn’t forget him. Then over time you became familiar with each other, making conversation, him giving you compliments, getting to know each other.
He didn’t hide his identity or lie about who he was, even though Frank Castle was supposed to be dead, but thankfully you didn’t seem to know about his altar ego and his name certainly didn’t ring a bell. That was something he really liked about you. You were starting on a clean slate, without any previous bias.
Your relationship probably moved quicker than some, but you liked Frank. He was all you had and you were all he had, so it was a sort of an easy decision. Within four months of you knowing each other you were already official, and it barely took any longer after that for you both to get together the little money you had to find somewhere to live together.
The apartment you and Frank shared was only small, but it did the job perfectly fine. You had everything you needed, all the basics and then each other. It really wasn’t anything special or extraordinary, but it meant something to you. It especially meant something to you to wake up to the beautiful man every morning.
You would have never suspected Frank to be the domestic kind of man when you first saw him, but he was truly surprising you. He might have even enjoyed it more than you did.
The key in the front door alerted you that he was home, your gaze on him over your shoulder as he entered. You could nearly see all the weight on his shoulders as he trudged over to you, spinning you around so you were facing him rather than whatever you were cooking.
“Hey, how was work?” you asked, sliding your hands against his chest. He didn’t even consider answering before he was pushing his lips on yours, hands holding your hips. You made an oomf noise, taken off-guard by the sudden kiss. But you accepted it, melting into his body happily.
He trailed his lips from yours to your jaw, down your neck while your fingers brushed through his long hair. You were careful when tugging the knots free, knowing he just wanted some gentle love right now. “That bad, huh?” you chuckled. He hummed, nudging his nose against your cheek with one last kiss before he left the warmth of your body. He let you know he was going to shower, leaving you to finish making dinner in the tiny kitchen. But he didn’t leave without telling you how good it smelled already.
He wasn’t gone for long, usually when he got back from the building sight he wanted to spend time with you, he got very clingy after being so isolated all day. He couldn’t bear to talk to those men, he hated them all. You didn’t mind how he basically became a large koala, it was nice receiving all the affection, knowing he wanted to touch you, to hold you.
Only when he snaked his arms around your waist did you catch sight of the redness on his knuckles, frowning as you lifted his hands closer to your face for you to see. “Baby, your knuckles. They’re bleeding,” you observed, gently running your fingers over where you could already see bruises forming on the split skin.
He noticed the frown on your face, lowering his head to catch your gaze so he could reassure you he was alright. “‘M okay,” he mumbled, trying to pull them out of your grasp. You didn’t let him though, narrowing your eyes at him. “I didn’t ask.” There was a small grin on your face as your words registered in his head, a chuckle falling past his lips.
“Clean ‘em up, I’ll finish dinner.” You dropped his hands, patting his cheek as you ushered him away before the food started to burn. He stole one more kiss though, flashing you a wink as he shifted over to the sink nearby. “Yes, ma’am.”
summary: Frank comes back. and you missed him. You just try not to let him know that. warnings: blood, injuries, angst a/n: cannot get enough of frank castle…….. pls give me a break <3
