#Frank castle x black reader

[jonscastle]

POV: You're married to Frank Castle

[i-spit-on-your-garage]

Somebody needs to write for (actually inclusive) x black reader fics. Too many "neutral" fics are written (often unintentionally) as white coded far too often. I can't even always relate to the x black!reader fics because I'm half black and half white so there still plenty of descriptions and such that are almost as unrelatable for me. If any body has some good author recs send them my way please 🙏🏽

[stargirlfics]

ngl i need a little frank castle moment… i don’t remember what i was doing but i thought for a moment and was like “*sighs longingly* the punisher… i want him to punish me” and then i may or may not have thought of jack hammering… cuz he did construction… no other reason 🤭

Listen that’s so valid because the way I would let Mr. Punisher jack hammer this pussy is wild and I totally get it 😌

He knows his way around the tools and it makes my brain go fuzzy thinking about how strong he is you know like how capable he is of fixing things but also destroying things (he’s killed people why is that hot omg) but also the fact that all that would give him the perfect grip strength, the stamina, the Punisher level dedication to fucking you into the mattress until your mind is just floating and your mouth is doing nothing but moaning and drooling!!!!

You can’t tell me that every drop of those hips of his, grinding against you wouldn’t be the exact kind of bruising, struggling to breathe and find words type of punishment he would give and I simply want to poke the bear here yes!

Ugh I miss him! Truly a crime sitting here thinking about his chain swinging in your face while he leans in and coos at you that he’s just giving you what you asked for, sweetheart. You’ll be okay cause you’re in Frank’s hands and that’s all you gotta know to let him do as he pleases 🥵

[smut-angel]

learning curve

warnings: age gap (45 y/o x 23 y/o), cis! fem (black) reader, dry humping, kissing, cursing, mention of masturbation, virgin! reader

18+ only

reblogs & comments are highly encouraged!

tags: @celestianstars

“was that okay?” you ask meekly. it was just a simple peck- 15 seconds that nearly made you dizzy. frank nods, biting his lip trying to hold down a large grin. “yeah, that was nice,” he replies softly, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. he leans in again, teasing you as his nose softly grazes against your own, your lips open, desperate to touch his again. finally, he breaks the gap and pecks your lips. soon, the pecks form into kisses of longing and desire. 

“bet the guys at school are lining up for you,” he said, seemingly out of nowhere. 

“bet the guys at school are lining up for you,” he said, seemingly out of nowhere. 

“no, definitely not. guys at school don’t want me, i’m not their type.” 

“no way. you’re a pretty girl…hell, you’re my type.” the usual confidence in his voice began to dip as he realized he was speaking to his best friend’s 23 year old daughter. quickly, he broke eye contact with you, looking down at his boots, trying to think of a way to backtrack on his words.

“i’m your type?” you ask him, fiddling with your cuticles. 

“i mean, yeah… if i were younger, of course.” 

“guys my age aren’t into me… i haven’t even kissed anyone,” you confessed. you weren’t sure why you even mentioned the kissing part, it just felt like something he should know.

“bullshit!” frank exclaimed.

“i’m serious!” 

“you’re 23 and never kissed anyone?” frank was in true disbelief. 

“i’m a late bloomer,” you shrugged. before you knew it, frank was offering to teach you how to kiss properly.

“okay,” he says after pulling away. you feel yourself begin to frown at the emptiness that now hovers over your lips. “this is the part where you use your tongue,” he says slowly. “are you okay with that?” you nod a bit too eagerly, making frank chuckle a bit. this time, you lean into him first, capturing his lips smoothly as you’ve gotten used to the feeling. suddenly, his tongue grazes your bottom lip.

as you gasp, he slips the pink muscle expertly inside your mouth. you moan quietly as your pussy begins heats up at the new sensations. naturally, your fingers wrap around his neck and play through his dark curls. the wet sounds of your lips and tongue smacking and colliding made frank’s cock twitch and you more and more damp by the second. somehow, the kiss gets deeper, and frank’s large hand hooks around your waist. you take this opportunity to get closer to him, pushing him back into the couch, throwing you leg over his lap as you now hung over him.

“guess you’re getting the hang of it,” he says after pulling away for air. you both laugh, going at each other’s mouths again. you can't help but to rock your hips a bit while the pads of his thumbs rub on on each side of your waist. 

he tests the waters by lifting the hem of your shirt up a few inches, and running his hands a bit farther down your back until they’re both planted on your ass. the more parts of your skin touched the more flustered you became. the coarseness of his beard on your cheeks, his calloused hands and rough fingertips on your hips, his soft curls between your fingers. he faintly tasted like bubblegum and morning cigarettes. you’ve never been this intimate with anyone and every second of it was driving you wild. you could feel every small hair on your arms standing at attention. your body felt like it could implode in ecstasy at any moment. 

“i need you,” you whisper, foreheads pressed against each other’s, both out of breath from the sloppy kisses. 

“we can’t,” he says after a peck of your now swollen lips. you exhale, your hips bucking even more as you now sit up straight over top of his groin. it was as if your brain was in a fog of horniness. you wanted nothing more but for him to rip your clothes off and have his way with you, but your anxiousness to this new world of intimacy and lust made you hesitant. 

“god, you’re so pretty,” frank groans, watching you grind on him. “so desperate for me.” like clockwork you felt his erection rise, relieving you slightly of the emptiness that haunted the wetness between your thighs. your sex ached as it clenched around nothing; the friction between your shorts and his rough work jeans on your clit made your body shiver. 

frank had never done anything like this before. he’d never thought of dry humping, not even in a fantasy. but being alone here with you, the thrill of your parents coming home at any second but you both being too needy and full of lust to care that it resorted to humping each other in jeans made him deliriously horny. indulging in this, frank began to thrust back into you, imagining himself inside of your plush pussy; how soft and tight you would feel.

“feels…nngh- feels so good, frankie.” your voice was nearly in a whisper; he frowned at the way you were holding back. your teeth captured your bottom lip and your eyes were closed tightly causing your face to scrunch up a bit. 

“look at me,” he commanded. frank’s deep voice caused you to follow his directions. his hands gripped your waist even tighter causing you to arch your back. “i wanna hear you. i wanna hear everything.” it was as if frank had a remote control that sent a signal straight to your heat. you moaned on queue as if he had pressed a button to make you do so.

he was so fucking hot like this. underneath you, yet having so much control over you. his dark eyes bore right through yours, feeling like he could see every time you masturbated to the sheer thought of him. his lip twitched upwards, now amused at how loud you were becoming. 

“i w-wish you could feel how wet i am,” you confessed. 

“you’re so fucking naughty, aren’t you?” he teased, gripping the back of your neck. his tongue danced down your jaw and stopped at your neck where he began to suck at your skin ferociously. this new sensation caused your hips to jolt and mouth to hang open as more erotic sounds began to leak from your lips. 

“jesus fucking christ!” you screamed, gripping his hair so hard that his scalp began to tingle. releasing from your neck, frank licked at your clavicle, then back up towards you jaw until his lips were on yours again. his hands found his way to your breasts which you welcomed as you put your own hand over his, feeling the way he massaged and squeezed at them.

teeth clashed as you swallowed one another’s moans. you two humped at each other like animals; sweaty, loud and relentless. your clit began to throb at the pace of a quickened heartbeat. you embraced the familiar feeling, your hips bucking wildly as you chased the impending orgasm.

“frank, i’m- i’m so close! i’m so fucking close!” he held you tighter, the friction of his hardened cock through the denim becoming even more apparent underneath your aching bud. 

“cum with me, pretty girl,” frank said through staggered breaths, “cum with me.” again, as if under a spell, you follow his words, your orgasm crashing over you as you quivered and squealed at the sweet release. frank’s heavy groans were muffled in the nape of your neck, which he kissed and nipped at even more once recovering from the aftershocks of his own ecstasy spilling over him. 

the smell of sex began to hang in the air, bringing you both to reality. quickly, you leap from frank’s lap, pulling down your shorts as they now felt uncomfortable paired with your sticky panties. frank let out a fake cough, standing to his feet and fixing his shirt, making sure he looked at everything except your eyes. 

“tell your dad i’ll be back next weekend to finish the truck, alright?” 

“y-yeah. i will.” without another word, frank let himself out. the sound of his engine came through the walls of the quiet house. you stood there, although fully clothed, feeling naked and vulnerable. what the fuck just happened? 

[montysstuffs]

😚💨🍃with Dbf Frank castle

Warnings: brief mentions of sex, smoking 🍃

AN: a tiny bit of a long one, but I was chillin and was like “know what would be great? If Frank/Jon were here.” So here we are. As usual, please do enjoy and I might make a smuttier one later 😙✌🏾

•your parents are on vacation, so that’s one nuisance out of your hair, besides your job. your parents aren’t really a nuisance. They can just be a bit overbearing. So when they say they’re going on vacation, you pretty much push, no, shove them out the door.

•you’re sitting on your couch as you open up your stash box after a long shower. your hair is pulled up and wet, but of course you’ll style it later. Not like you’re going anywhere. you blast your favorite music as you roll up.

•all you need was a little stress relief. To just float away on a breezy cloud as you flick open your lighter. you could already feel the fuzzy sensation, starting as a buzz in your head

•the music begins coursing through your veins with every passing second, until you’re up and dancing like no one’s watching. Singing along to the music in your robe, and messy hair.

•until the front door opens. you can’t hear it as the music is too loud. Frank is standing in the doorway of the living room. He watches you dance around to the beat of the music in nothing but a pretty robe that fell so nicely on your curves, but kept a bit to the imagination. You don’t notice as you back into him while taking another hit.

•”uhh hi”

•”hey, peaches” (god I fucking love that nickname). “Looks like you’re having a blast while mommy and daddy are away”

•you roll your eyes at him, slowly backing into the kitchen counter as he approaches you. “you don’t have to call them ‘mommy’ and ‘daddy.’ Im a fucking adult, ya know.”

•”sure you are. And that’s why you’ve got this pretty little number on. All for me?”

•you scoff and roll your eyes at his apparent cockiness. “no, actually. I was just relaxing.”the joint now hidden behind your back like he really couldn’t see you smoking just a few moments ago.

•he smirks down at you, now that he’s got you cornered. He reaches his arm behind you to grab it, but you put your hand further back. Unfortunately, Frank’s arms are a bit longer than yours.

•he plucks it with both fingers and smiles as it isn’t lit anymore. You must’ve put it out while it was behind you.

•”I won’t tell your mommy and daddy, if you let me hit”

•your eyes widen at the proposition. Your eyes searching Frank’s for some type of chink in his armor. A half-smile or something

•and there it was. That castle smirk you know all too well. He was fucking with you

•”-the blunt. I meant hit the blunt.”

•but your façade doesn’t crumble as quickly as his. It takes two to tango. You shrug your shoulders at him and cross your arms.

•” ‘s a shame. I could’ve taken you up on that offer.”

•you take the blunt back from his fingers and light it to take a hit. He is staring at you in awe, only coming back down to earth once you blow a smoke ring into his face.

TBC? 👀👀👀

[artemisthewh0re]

[ziasbl0g]

oh my god im so in love with frank castle. I just want to like lay around a cuddle with him but i also want him to fully rearrange my insides.

[kentosblkgf]

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[wxnheart]

He's missing you, missing his baby, and he can't help it. Can't help but think of your touch, your scent, and the way you say his name. The way you love him. Can't help but think of the way you plead for more as he fucks you, as your legs wrapped around his waist trembles with each thrust and he knows he's bringing it home.

Shit.

And so he calls you. Wants to hear your voice, wants to hear you want him the way he wants you. Wants to hear you tell him you love him. He calls you and makes you touch yourself for him, makes you tell him who you belong to. And fuck if the way you say his name isn't heaven to his ears.

He doesn't touch himself. Doesn't want to even though he's rock fucking hard. Just wants to bask in your pleasure and so he does, closing his eyes and listening to the music of your moans, biting back a groan of his own as you cum and he ruins his pants with the intensity of his own orgasm. Damn. He likes this pair, too.

But it doesn't matter, not when he's thinking of how fucking beautiful you always look after you've cum, when you're both basking in the afterglow and your love is once again reaffirmed. And he can't wait to get home. Can't wait to get to you. Can't wait to feel you under him and hear heaven once again.

Can't wait to hear you want him the way he wants you.

[lxvvie]

Your fave who uses you to edge himself.

He's close. So. fucking. close. Damn near came he's so drunk off of you, but no, not yet―

Not when he needs you to cum for him again.

And so he continues, finds pleasure in the tight coil within that's fucking screaming for release, gets off to your moans, your screams, the way your body quivers because it's overstimulated, and the way you say his name...

He's close, so. fucking. close.

Fuck, baby. Bring it home for him.

Just one more time, yeah?

[jonscastle]

𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 🥀

[enretrogue]

Me reading fanfics about characters in shows/movies I don’t plan on watching anytime soon:

[murc0ck]

FICTIONAL MEN AND THEIR SLUTTY WAIST >>>>>

[smut-angel]

not exactly a thot but literally melting thinking about frank helping you on wash day

oh this is my weakness! he would be standing at the door watching you detangle your hair or something and you see him and say, “yes?” and he’s a bit shy about it and goes, “well i was just wondering if you needed help.. maybe?” 🥹🥹🥹

i think his favorite thing to do is help you take your box braids out, and every time you’re like “frankie, don’t cut my actual hair off!!” but frank is surprisingly super gentle with your hair and loves to give you scalp massages, watching you melt in front him and your eyes slightly roll back omgg

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

「 let's bake something yummy to celebrate 10k 」

i can not believe i've hit this number... it's only two years ago that i began writing and sharing it online, so to think over that there is that may of you out there is truly unbelievable. in my head there is just enough to fit on my little couch here at home, but i don't think my couch is big enough for that many. thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart for staying here with me, for reading my silly little stories and for always being so kind. i love you all.

this celebration will run from now till the 31 of march. anyone can participate and you can send in as many asks as you’d like, there is no limit.

if you need some prompts as Inspo for the request options, then try and click around on my sideblog @prompt-heaven where I keep a bunch of prompt lists very organised. 

navigation | masterlist | request guidelines

cookie - games! (cast your mutuals, fuck marry kill, would you rather…)

muffin - come blabber with me! (it can be anything under the sun, from casual stuff to wip info about a certain fic of mine)

bread - tell me a random fact about yourself and I’ll say who I ship you with!

cake - i’ll give you a culinary-themed song that has your vibe!

bun - i’ll tell you which specific baked good has your vibe!

croissant - send me a sfw request! 

pie - send me a nsfw request! 

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[artemisthewh0re]

Omgggg pleaseeeeee write more Frank castle you’re so good!!

NEEDY

Frank Castle x Chubby Black Reader

NSFW: PiV (unprotected), nipple play, oral (female receiving), fingering, mentions of bruises, riding

A/N: Shout out to my friend for bringing me out of my writing slump. Sorry this took forever I died and then came back to life and then died again.

The nightly hum of cars and loud excited voices fill the New York air. The gentle ambiance slowly lulls you into sleep. As your eyelids blink for the last few times you see a silhouette in the bedroom doorway. Frank stands there silently watching, thinking about how peaceful you look. Your tank top has rolled up to just below your breasts, and the boxers you'd stolen from him perfectly accentuate the curve of your butt. Two thoughts cross Frank's mind as he watches you. One: he could cuddle up next to and finally get some rest, or two: he can get some much-needed stress relief.

Little kisses from your elbow to your neck wake you up from your short-lived sleep. 

"Frank?" You moan groggily. 

"Hey baby," he replies as he moves his lips to your ear. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, baby." You caress the side of Frank's face sweetly, trying your best to shake off your sleep. "How did work go?"

"I don't wanna talk about it. I need to de-stress first." 

"Well I think I can help with that," you smirk. Warmth spreads across your body as Frank gets on top of you, bringing your arms above your head and leaving a trail of kisses down your body. His tongue gently teases your nipples still hidden underneath your thin tank top before going down your stomach to the hem of your boxers. He fumbles around trying to remove every piece of clothing from your bodies as quickly as possible.

 All noises cease to exist as you two look at each other. Frank's muscular frame hovers over yours as he waits for a silent nod of consent before he dives between your legs. You see the slowly healing bruises on his shoulders as he wraps his arms around your thick thighs, holding you down as he laps at your aching pussy. 

Your hips ride his face in a desperate need to get every square inch of his tongue on you. His lush lips kiss and suck on your sensitive clit with absolutely no mercy for you. Frank can make you unravel in less than a minute if he tries, but tonight you're determined to last a little longer. Unfortunately for you, a thick, calloused finger makes its way into your sopping cunt. He curls it just right as it sloooooowly pushes in and out. The moan that escapes your lips receives a hardy laugh in response from Frank.

You push his face closer to you, but Frank backs away. "Can't get off that easy princess," Frank laughs as he rises from his position.

"Fuck baby I need it," you respond, looking at Frank's erection, precum already leaking from the blushing tip. 

"Mhh so needy all the time." Your body is dragged to the edge of the bed and practically folded as your knees are brought close to your chest. Frank being the teaser that he is chooses to rub his tip through your folds without putting it in. You sigh in frustration but you're quickly given what you wanted. The pressure of being stretched out dissipates almost as soon as you feel it. You're left in pure heaven as Frank's thrusts hit in just the right places.

"You feel so good princess," Frank whispers, hunching over you to get in deeper. Your hole is filled to the brim with his cock. The sound of Frank’s heavy grunts echoes in your ear as his hand rolls your nipple between his thumb and index finger. Burning reaches through your thighs and hips as the position you’re in starts to take effect. The pressure combined with an approaching orgasm drives you crazy. 

"Switch," you say breathlessly as you try and fail to push Frank's heavy frame onto the bed. He loves to watch you struggle under his firm grip. As hard as you try, your efforts are thwarted. Your boyfriend just giggles at your helplessness.

"Aw princess, did you really think you could move me?"

"Come on Francis, I want to be on top now!"

"Ugh you know not to call me that," Frank grumbles as he lays down on his back, finally allowing you to climb on top of him. His chest is splattered with more cuts and bruises and you're careful to place your hands on the least affected places as you lower yourself into him.

The white-hot burn in your stomach sears through you as you slam down on Frank's thick cock. "Yeah baby just like that," he whispers between moans. His moans are like a drug to you, you can never get enough. They're raspy and deep and they come few and far between. The sounds that he makes combined with the sudden jolt of Frank's hips lets your orgasm finally release.

"Oh Jesus tap dancing Christ!" You exclaim as every last piece of your climax is fucked out of you as your boyfriend finishes inside of you. Frank catches you as you fall onto his chest, exhausted and already feeling the back of your thighs ache from your intricate position.

"Still stressed?"

"Mhmm I think I might need a little more to be fully relaxed. "

God help us all.