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Part 3 ☁️Frank Castle x

Platonic!Maximoff Reader☁️

Sorry for not writing

@bookloverfilmoholic you're tagged again

I guess Frank had his own demon, but don't we all. And don't get me wrong, im not saying he has been less in pain that i have because he hasn't. Me and Frank parted our ways atleast for a while after our conversation. While lying in this cold weather on top of a building memories come in my mind as fast flash backs.

Winter in Sokovia 12.12. 2008 seven years before battle of ultron. Y/n's 8 year birthday

"Come to Papa little printessa!"

"Always Papa."

"Always my printessa? Do you promise?"

"I promise Papa."

Summer in Sokovia 6.6. 2010

"Papa, will you always keep me safe?"

"Ofcourse printessa. Why you ask?"

"The storm scares me. Will you take it away?"

"Well Printessa, I can't contrpl the weather but i can keep you safe from it."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise, printessa."

Battle of Sokovia 6.5 2015

The robots blew around and the noise was scary. She was hiding ready to run. She had her father powers, she could help them. When she left running somethng stopped her very fast.

"Don't you even think of it printessa."

"But Papa i can help you."

"No you can't Printessa. Cmon look at me. I promised to keep you safe from the storm and i am doing so."

Pietro wiped his daughters tears away and made her look at him.

"Y/n Belladora Maximoff, i need you to break a promise. What ever happens you won't come to Papa unless i say so. We gotta be clear here. Promise me you won't come to Papa. Promise!"

"I promise i won't come to Papa."

"I love you so much Printessa."

"I love you too Papa."

He took her safe from peoples eyes and hugged her for so long. Maybe he knew what could happen.

And there she stood, witnessed Pietro Maximoff being a hero. But also saw her father leaving this earth. She wanted to run to him but she promised. When battle went quiet people came to get him. They took him away from her. Then she felt something in her pocket, a necklase and a letter.

There she rad the letter over again sittung on her fathers grave.

"Dear Y/N, my little printessa. Im sorry im not there now. Because I dont think you would have this letter if i would be there with you. Just know how much you mean to me and i love you." The letter went on for four papers front and back.

She walked in to the trailer and saw Frank.

"Lets just take care of Billy, I wont get into your business and you are not gonna get in my."

"What gave you that amazing idea?" Franks said being little tipsy.

"A good conversation woth dear old dad." she said and went to get ready for bed.

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"Why here?" Frank asked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked little offended.

"Why New York all of the places?" He asked being more spesific.

Wow mr detective got some questions.

"Why you gotta know?" I was little angry at this point.

"Alright, just calm down kiddo. Didn't mean to question the color of your ledger." He said with a little laugh.

Color of my ledger. I started to feel little bad for just snapping at him.

"I had a little mission here to put down the red room." I said just fast.

"You never told me what the red room was?" Frank turned to me.

"Lets say that the Red room is an empire. They kidnap little girls and traffic them. Normally they take girls whose genes are good. They train to be 'black widows' thats the assasin name. If you are like me who didn't knew anything other than the red room after the manipulation, you kill without a tought. Thats why i got the name little blood red spider. The worst about it is that every year 500 new girls are put into the system, by the time they are 18 normally only 100 or even 50 have survived. From the pack that i came from, i was the only survior." I told him the whole story.

"How you got in there?" Was his next question.

"I was taken from my mother and later she was killed. I was maybe 4 years old. When i made a break for it at the age of 6, I found my father. He kept me safe after that. Then he died and they got me again." Now the story was out or at least half of it.

Frank didn't look at me but with the years of training i saw. He felt sad for me, well who didn't.

"I don't want any fucking pity, you know?" I said.

"Do you just bury everything that comes to your way?" He asked.

"Hey im not the killer mr Punisher. Im just a girl who was fucking tortured and has lost everything. Im pretty sure you knoe how it feels to lose everything but what comes to being tortured you do the torturing don't you!" I yelled being angry.

When i looked at Frank I couldn't read his face. He wasn't angry, he was sad.

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The masterlist

Frank Castle

Series⬇️

Girl with a broken heart part 1⬇️

Part 2

Måneskin⬇️

Thomas Raggi⬇️

Damiano David⬇️

Victoria De Angelis⬇️

Coming...

Ethan Torchio⬇️

Coming...

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👠Frank Castle x Black Widow reader👠 Platonic

⚠️Warnings: red room, kidnapping, abuse, just sad

Summary: After avoiding the question long as you can, you just have to face it. But you don't wanna but Frank makes you.

Big thank you to @buckyhoney where i got this idea from.

"Where did you learn that?" Frank asked after you putting down couple bounty hunters. You just ingnored the question and kept going.

A week later you were surrounded by Billy's men. You handled like it was nothing, and Frank just stared.

Where the hell was this girl from?

Sometime later you were sitting in the trailer. It was crappy place to be.

"This trailer sucks" Frank sighed while cleaning his injuries.

"I've seen worse." Y/n said.

"Like what?" Frank asked.

"The red room" she said withoit thinking.

"The red room?" Frank asked.

Thats when she realized her mistake. Nobody was supposed to find out.

"forget i said anything." She said.

"Don't walk away from this kiddo." He said.

"Oh but walking away is much easier Castle." She told and got up.

"Then tell me about it and walk away." For the first time he looked actually caring for the young child.

Memories flooded her mind.

Red room . FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT. You have no place in the world. I don't have place in this world. You're a killer. Your hands are in blood. It's everywhere. You killed him, his dead. 802. 8 0 2. Thats how many kills . Отчет о миссии. Готов убить ». Mission report. Ready to kill. Вы черная вдова. Маленький кроваво-красный паук. You are a black widow. A little blood red spider. Kill little blood red spider.

"Kiddo! What is the red room?" Frank was holding her shoulders.

"Where i was raised no trained." She said her russian accent coming out.

"You're russian?" He asked.

"No no, I was raised in Russia." She turned her head around covering her mistakes.

Why was she stuck. She was trained to this. Why was this happening?

"You were raised and trained in the red room?" Frank asked.

"Y/n Maximoff and Petrovna" she said.

"How the hell are they? Are they coming after you?" Frank asked little panicked.

She needed to get out. Frank's face looked wierd. Like it was... Dreykov.

"Отстань от меня. Get off me. Need to get out!" She yelled and pushed Frank.

Soon she was out of the door. Running she ran.

It was a beach calm one. There was a little memorial for Sokovia. Even in New York. It was Natasha Romanoff's wish. Lot of people lost their lives.

"Are you gonna kill me if i walk closer?" Frank's voice asked behind her.

"No, i don't think so" she said.

His steps were calm, for once. He sitted next to her.

"I never understood what this memorial was for." Frank admitted.

"Sokovia was a eastern europe city. It was destroyed in the battle of Ultron." She told her.

"I heard about that." He said.

"My father died out there." She said.

"Im sorry." He said to her with a calm voice.

"After that i was kidnapped to the red room where they gave me the last name Petrovna but Im not the only one who lpst something." She said .

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"When was time for my first mission i had to get to the inside of this city. So i went to the school. I knew her." Y/n said little sad.

"Knew who?" Frank asked.

"Lisa, your daughter. She was nice. I wish i could been her actual friend and not just use her to get inside." She said almost crying.

"It's fine. You never hurt her." He said and looked at the memorial.

"Tell me more about you?" Franks asked.

"I was born is Sokovia. My papa lost his parents at ten years old. He has a twin sister but my papa kept me as secret even from her. Papa was always making me laugh. And lets say I got somethng from him that i can never get rid of. In the battle of Ultron he saved an avenger and a kid. His name was Pietro Maximoff" she told when the little cries tried to get out of her mouth.

"What do you mean you got something from him?" Frank asked confused.

She got up and turned to him.

" C mon. Trust me." She said.

She made Frank take her hand and focused. Then she just ran. It was line of silver and they were back at the trailer.

"Did.. Did you just run that.... Your hair. It's silver." Frank said so confused.

"I know." She said.

Part 2?

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Damiano David x Female!reader

🥀 Broken rythm🥀

Warnings angst, death, depression, anxiety but fluffy ending

Y/n was in bed, it was really bad day. Her cat Misha wasn't there to comfort her now. Misha was sick and well the heaven always picks the most beautifull ones. Y/n haven't told her boyfriend of 7months yet. Damiano would be there for her, she knew that. But the constant depression was telling her she didn't need help. She knew this wasn't just a bad day, it was going to be bad year. Thats how it felt, it never felt so bad. The phone was beebing on the table. She was getting messages, maybe from Damiano or the other members from the band. Her anxiety was setting in, was she a bug to Damiano. What If he didn't love her, only Misha. Maybe he thinks that this is stupid and leaves her.

Her mind was racing too much, she took the notebook from under her bed. She started writing faster thsn ever. It was like her time in life was running out. What it was? They said that only thing that matters was what is inside of you, but what if you're empty?

She was like a broken rythm.

Then the phone took her focus.

"amore, please answer!"

"I'm worried about you Y/n"

"Amore, have i done somethin? I'll fix it"

"What has happened!"

"Thats it, amore. I'm coming there."

101 messages all from Damiano and from the band. Mostly from Damiano.

Thats when the door opened. It was quiet, but you could hear a ragged breathing. Y/n was staring into nothing when Damiano stepped into the room.

"Amore, i didn't hear Misha anywhere?" Damiano asked.

Thats when she turned and he saw the tears when the name was mentioned. He knew now. She was still a broken rythm.

"Oh amore, I'm here, i am here now." He said while huggin her.

Thats when the tears finally made their way out to his shoulder.

"I got you. I always got you, amore. Let it out, let it all out." He said and ran his fingers through her hair.

It was something he did to comfort her. He was there, he was always there.

Hours later she found herself on Damiano's chest tracing his tattoos. It was calm, moment without words but filled with so much love.

"Am I broken rythm?" She asked.

"No, amore. Your the worlds most beautifull tune. all about you so beautifull." He said and kissed her head.

Even a deaf could hear the love in his voice.

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Thomas Raggi x shy!Reader

( A little dance in the dark)

No warnings💞 female!reader

The towns rich family had organised a ball for The Eurovision win for Italy. Every girl was coming in hope to dance with any member of Måneskin. Yes Måneskin was also coming to the ball. Y/n was coming to the ball just to run from her family. Her sister sings Opera, her parents say that it is beautifull. Y/n loved rock music and her parents hate it. All the slurs she had heard because of it.

It was six o'clock, her taxi would be outside any minute. She was wearing a beautifull dress her grandmother had made for her. She put her phone, keys, some random things and wallet in a beautifull handbag.

"We are leaving to my friends summer house. Find a place to stay at, you are not being here." Her mother Said.

Well shit.. that was problem for later, she will found a place. Soon she heard the taxi and ran outside to the taxi.

It was dark outside, the lights of Italy made it beautifull. Almost magical. She saw the big house top of the hill.

Everyone was in beautifull clothes, If she would look beautifull like the others. Then was heard screaming. It was a limo, then people got out of it. She saw a glimpse of them, the Måneskin. She just went inside while every single girl was screaming for them. It made y/n's belly turn. She didn't want to be seen, she never did.

Music was playing inside. She took a glass of champange and kept walking around. Y/n saw the band enter and girls turning their head toward them. She had to look also. Everybody did... The guitarist, Thomas look at her. Y/n thinked that it wasn't supposed to happen it was just an mistake.

He wouldn't look at her, would he? Party was the biggest she has ever seen. Everyone was dancing but she wanted to get away. Balcony, there was this beautifull balcony. So she went up there.

She still heard the music while being on the balcony. It was beautifull night.

"Would you dance with me?" Was heard a mans voice behind her.

She turned around and saw him. Thomas Raggi, guitarist of Måneskin. She blushed for the question. Damn it why does she have to be so shy.

"I have too left feets, i can't dance a step." She told.

It was a lie, she had danced for years until she just didn't want anymore.

"Lies, we went to same school. You won the young dancers championship." Thomas laughed.

"Okay, I just can't deal with lot of people." She said.

"We can hear the music from here, i can't deal with that much fans." Thomas said.

Finally Y/n agreed, she was shy at first. Then she heard the music, it was classical. It took a while but soon she only noticed the music and his face.

Thomas smiled at the girl who he had adored since third grade. And she didn't notice him until this.

The rythm of the song player in their ears. Steps werent thinked but perfect. And when the song ented their lips touch eachother. There wasn't hurry on the kiss. Just love.

*Next morning*

She opened her eyes and was met with tirend blonde boy. He turned on her back with his arms around her.

"I don't have any clothes exept the dress." She thinked out loud.

"I'll give you something." He answered.

"Was this just a dance in the dark." She said while thinking that was this it.

Honestly that sting little bit his heart. Thomas se didn't want this to be just it.

"I say this is start of lovestory from a little dance in the dark." He said with his voice filled of love.

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Thank you for your support, but i'am running out of ideas so. If there is something you want me to write i will try my best💞 I write mostly for Måneskin so after that everything is up to you👠

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Måneskin x Poet!reader

(She is the flowers)

No warnings just short

Y/n was ready to do anything so she would change the world. She was never good at school but she was amazing poet. These little notes that se wrote for people changed lot of opions.

The måneskin was walking down The street and thats when Victoria spotted little note.

"Hey guys read this!" She told the others.

"Making our choises is like drinking poison, we blame others for our bad feeling. Drink the sweetnes of roses and make right choises. " Ethan read out loud.

"Whoever is that they are good poets." Thomas said.

They wanted to find the poet behind these words. They saw an old woman putting same kind of cards onto the table.

"Hey I'm sorry but do you know who writes those cards?" Victoria asked.

"Ofcourse, Y/n Y/l. The field down the street." She said.

They didn't waste any time and started to run down the street to the field.

"two people and life can break, everything happens so suddenly I do not understand. life is, life is, life is ahead " The young girl was singing to these little children.

They stayed every word of her singing. When she was done she started packing.

"You are the poet." Damiano Said.

"What?" She laughed.

"Y/n Y/l we saw your cards, beautifull words." Ethan Said.

"Thank you." Y/n Said.

"But here is poem for you 'roses are red violets are blue. I gotta go so shoo shoo'" Y/n Said.

Everybody laughed at her joke. (Im not funny so now i can imagine i am(•‿•))

"here's my number we all five can go for a drink sometime." Y/n said and gave Thomas a note.

Soon she was already out of sigh with her guitar.

"Why is she so mysterious?" Damiano asked.

"Ofcourse she is a mystery she is the flowers" The same old lady said.

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Måneskin x artist!Reader

No warnings💞 (Color of beauty)

She was just a street painter. Old people loved them. Y/n read the news from that day. "Måneskin brings win to Italy from Eurovision". It made them smile, maybe one day Y/n can get something similar with their art. But now she was just girl painting on the streets of Rome.

"Good morning, dear!" It was the voice of an old woman who owned a little cafe and flower shop.

She always gave breakfast and flowers that they had. It was kind gesture that y/n got everytime they were painting.

"good morning, Arabella" y/n said.

"Here is the normal breakfast and little bit of cake that i baked. Ofcourse some flowers. Oh times up have to open the shop. Have a good Day." She smiled happily.

"I Will, byee!" Y/n yelled after her.

Hours went by, y/n was in their own world. But something pulled them out of there.

"It's beautifull." She whipped around to see a man with long hair and a blonde woman.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you. I'm Victoria and this is Ethan. " Victoria said.

"Yeah i know who you are, your from Måneskin."

"Are you a fan?" Ethan asked.

"The music is good."

"Ethan, Victoria there you are!" It was Damiano David the lead singer.

There was other man Thomas, guitarist.

"Hey Dami just watching some art." Victoria said.

"Wow, it amazing" Thomas said while watching the painting.

"Does it have a name? Artist name their work." Damiano asked.

They watched the painting of colorful flowers and a girl.

"Color of beauty" y/n Said.

They sat down next to them and all of them just talked. Y/n watched the clock and started packin. They said goodbyes and when y/n was walking away the group realized one thing.

"YOU NEVER TOLD US YOUR NAME!" Thomas yelled after them.

"IM JUST A MYSTERY ARTIST!" Y/n yelled back and laughed while walking.

They felt the need of finding out who was this mystery artist.

🖤❤️I tried not making y/n her or him. Sorry If i failed.❤️🖤

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Damiano David x sister!Reader (little flower)

👠Just testing something new with my writings👠🔥 triggers🔥 angst, talk of depression, anxiety. If you are feeling low please remember my dm's are open.💞

Y/n wasn't the closest with her parents, and when the moment came she moved together with her big brother. But there was the hard times. Y/n's battle with depression and anxiety. There was lot of moments when she was about to give up.

*FLASHBACK*

Damiano was at practise with the band. It was one of y/n's bad days. The pills.. so easy to just gulp down. And thats what y/n did. Damiano just got out of practise. He had bad feeling in his gut. He drove fast as he could to back. He opened The Doors and heard sobing from the bathroon. He ran upstairs and found y/n.

"Y/n, what happened?" He asked worried.

She didn't say anything. He noticed how her eyes moved to the table where was empty pill bottle. Thats when he realized.

" Oh no no, please stay with me." He demanded on the edge of crying.

He lifted her to the edge of toilet and put his fingers in her throath to get her throw up the pills. It worked out, he never been more scared.

In second he was hugging his little sister while she was trying to get him let go.

"Let me die!" She yelled while trying to hit Damiano.

He knew she didn't meant it. It was just a one of bad days. He wasn't there for her, and almos lost her.

*BACK TO THIS MOMENT*

She rememberd that day like yesterday. But there was more rough days, so much. And her anxiety, it wasn't so bad anymore but the nightmares were.

*LAST NIGHT*

She was running, somebody was after her. Somebody reminding her of all mistakes she has ever made. She was scared, never been more scared.

Then she woke up..all sweaty and stressed. Damiano told her to to him on the nights like this. How much the clock even was?.....3.56 am.. Shit.

She went to drink water but every step she took she became more scared. First she didn't even notice standing in her brothers room. Just when she was about to leave she heard shuffling and sleepy voice.

"sorella, qual è il problema? "

'Sister, what's wrong?'

"Fottuti incubi, scusa se ti ho svegliato. "

'fucking nightmares, sorry If i woke you up.'

"Un piccolo fiore, non è niente. Vieni qui e lascia che il tuo fratello maggiore ti aiuti ".

'little flower, it's not your fault. Come here, let big brother help."

(I'm sorry If The translates are not right. English is NOT my first language and i have no idea of Italy.)

Little flower.... He always called me that. I giggled and went to the little place that he had me on his arms. I felt safe. He cared....he always cares.

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✨Okay so English is NOT My first language so im sorry.✨ Niki makes a mistake when hiring a new mechanic. Y / n again does not tolerate men believing that a woman cannot take care of a car.

The music was playing in the garage, Y / n was just under the car to secure the parts. The man who hired her was Niki Lauda himself. Anyone who had formula knowledge knew that name, it couldn’t go past anyone. James Hunt and Niki Lauda, ​​were well known for their rivarly.

"music off!" There was a serious shout and the radio went off.

Y / n pulled herself under the car and noticed the man's curly hair and suit. It was Niki Lauda himself, a well known asshole. Or so everyone says, but those rumors are clearly true.

"Niki Lauda I guess? ”Y / n suggested even though she knew the answer.

"Yes, and you are? ”The man asked confused.

"Y / n Y / l, the new mechanic you hired Mr. Lauda." She answered.

"Impossible I hired your husband, you are a woman. "The man said outrageously.

"First of all, there is no husband to talk to. And what because I have tits I can't fix the car?" The woman answered back.

"Now Mr. Lauda as I was starting before you rudely interrupted me. The car is fine, the magnesium pieces you requested are yes installed but although they are lighter they need constant maintenance and are very expensive. ”The woman explained to the amazed man straight verbally.

"Now If you excuse me i have a break and hungy because i have worked all night with your shitty car Mr. Lauda. I Will inform you If there IS problems, but as a good worker feel free to tell me If i have something you want to change. Thank you and good bye Mr. Lauda." Y/n Said straigh and walked a away.

Niki stood there literally angry and amazed at the same time. 'She has no right to speak to me like that' and 'wow she knows what she is doing' was going through his mind.

🥀I know it is short but I'm just learning so forgive me. 🥀