#bearded frank

[chellestrash]

Growing Older

Frank Castle x F!Reader

Summary: Just a little fun thing, teasing, playing with Frank's beard, brat behavior.

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: mentions of, suggested smut, reader being a brat, teasing, banter, strong language

A/N: A little piece for day one of the @bernthirst-events Beardthalbash! I don't usually write for bearded Frank so I'm excited to finally have something for everyone who enjoys that version of him the most.

“That okay?”

Frank clears his throat, chin pressed against his chest when he glances down, watching as you get comfortable in bed, resting your head on top of his chest.

“Mhmmm.”

You mumble quietly, a small smile while you push your face against his body. Your eyes shut for a moment before you finally turn to look up at him.

“Yeah?”

His fingers brush over your exposed back as a follow-up to the question, and you hum quietly at the gentle touch.

“Yeaaah.”

Pulling yourself up slightly, you brush the side of his neck with the tip of your nose. His body warm against yours, his touch comforting as always, his heartbeat loud under your chest.

It takes you a moment to open your eyes again before you wrap your arms around his neck. A loud moan slips past your lips as you stretch on top of his body and his hips buck up slightly at the sound.

“Really, Castle?!"

You tease with your eyes now wide open, and he scoffs. Looking off to the side, he shakes his head before turning to face you again.

“Don't get cocky.”

He warns jokingly, and you smirk at the words, pushing your ass up a bit before grinding down against the bulge between his legs.

“Or?”

“Or you're gonna find out.”

Rolling your eyes, you discard his failed imitation tactics and repeat the movement, pushing the bridge of your nose into his neck before brushing your lips gently over the skin. Frank grunts, moving his hands down your back before you speak up again.

“Really, Frankie? That's the best you got, hmm?”

Your tone slightly lowers now as you trail small, innocent at first, kisses up the side of his neck before nipping the skin with your teeth. With a huff, Franks moves his hands up and down the back of your thighs, tightening the grip right under your ass, holding you in place.

You breathe out a short laugh, pressing your lips higher and higher up his neck before he lifts his head up, inviting you to continue.

"Oh, thank you, Frankie, that's so sweet."

You mumble in a mocking tone and he attempts to protest, but the sensation of your lips against the side of his jaw successfully distracts him from any further discussion.

His hips rock underneath you, and you push your core into the bulge. With a sly smirk, you watch as his lips part and his mouth falls open. Your eyes scan every inch of his face when, suddenly, you spot something.

“Oh, shit.”

Within a second, both of you freeze completely. The tone of the moment slips through his fingers as Frank attempts to decipher what caused your sudden reaction. 

“What?” 

He glances down quickly, but you push his face to the side. Keeping your hand on his cheek, you hold the man in place. Pushing yourself up, you move closer to his face, inspecting his jaw.

“What is it?”

Confused, he repeats the question, making an effort to turn his head back to face you, but you hold him down in place one more time.

“Shut up.”

“Will you just-”

He starts again, but you ignore his attempts to put together a full sentence and quickly sit up on the bed next to him. You lean down and with your eyebrows pulled together in a concentrated expression, you push some of the beard hairs to the side, focusing on one tiny spot on the side of his jaw.

“Damn.”

You mumble, and Frank decides that's enough. Turning his face to look at you now, he demands answers.

“Will you tell me what the fuck it is or-”

It's already too late, you've decided what to do and nothing this man could do would stop you now. In one swift motion, you pinch the side of his face before quickly pulling your hand back. 

"God damn it!"

Frank covers the area with his big palm, eyes open wide, the look of absolute and utter confusion on his face.

"What the-"

He starts, but you cut him off.

“Gray hair.”

You explain with the most nonchalant demeanor you could possibly pull off right now, holding up the small gray hair like a trophy, presenting it to its owner with an expression full of pride. 

“You had a gray hair.”

It takes him a couple seconds to respond, and he does it in the most Frank Castle way possible.

“Right.”

Pushing your face off to the side and down onto the bed, he shoves your head into the pillow before he moves over to the side of the bed and stands up. 

“Fuck you.”

“WHAT?!” 

You ask, giving up on any attempt to not burst out laughing. 

“It's not like I’m making it up! Look!"

You lift your hand up, proudly presenting the hair once again.

“Yeah, okay, you keep that.”

“Yeah?!”

“Be my fucking guest, sweetheart.” 

You scoff, turning to lay on your back again when he walks towards the door to leave the bedroom.

“Okay, so, let’s see.”

You start, and he frowns, turning back to check what you’re going to do this time. 

Lifting your hand up in front of your face, you begin to count on your fingers. 

“So... you talk like an old man, you act like one?”

He scoffs, shaking his head and glaring back at you, unimpressed. 

“Now you’re gonna start looking like one?! ...Damn, that's kinda fucked.”

“Okay smartass. That's enough.”

Frank speaks up, taking a step towards the bed. His eyebrow rises slightly, his words firm, his voice sharper than before. Silence fills the room for a moment, but only a moment. With a loud, theatrical sound, you continue.

“Frank, you're gonna get all greeey and wrinkly and oh my god, your whole beard, your HAIR?! Jeeeesus you're gonna look so old-”

And with that, he's had enough. Wrapping his hand around your ankle, Frank yanks your body toward the end of the bed, leaning over you in a, what you assume he thought was, threatening way, before he spits out a question.

“You done now?”

Your jaw drops with the sudden, unexpected motion, but the bratty smile quickly finds its way back onto your face.

“What do you think, Old Man?”

In that moment, you knew if looks could kill, you'd be dead.

“You just can't keep your mouth shut, huh?"

"Why don't you make me."

He scoffs loudly, shaking his head at your tone.

"Yeah, okay."

***

With tears rolling down your cheeks and your thighs shaking as you do your best to push your legs together, panting, you roll onto your back and watch him for a second. Standing next to the bed, Frank tucks his cock back into his boxers and pulls his jeans back. He clears his throat loudly and crosses his arms in front of his chest, eyebrow raised as if he's expecting an apology, like he really thinks you'll give him that. 

“Oh so-”

You draw in a deep breath, attempting to calm the loud panting as you push yourself up to look at him.

“So, I guess you fuck like an old man too?”

He scoffs, louder than before. Looking off to the side with a satisfied smile, he shakes his head before turning back to face you. 

“Yeah, okay.”

He glances down, just in time to catch the way your muscles spasm at the memory of what just happened. 

“Guess we'll talk about it when your legs stop shaking, sweetheart,"

[darlingshane]

I'm down for this Frank.

Damn, that's hot! I'm down too! Thanks for sharing!

[bugcowboyart]

I’m old, I’m satisfied, and you were my purpose.

Frank and Bill from HBO’s “The Last of Us” Epsiode 3

[s1ushyz]

Frank with a beard.

That's all, that's the post.

[batz]

commission for my friemd @cautism !!! i draw the Death Box frm dhmis but as a real and human boy! he takes off the scary old cloak aand hat to reveal hes just some chill corporate guy

[this-is-where-i-hide-my-bullshit]

Frank you wanna post silly Instagram videos again SOOOO bad

[chelseasdagger]

JON BERNTHAL as FRANK CASTLE

Season 1, Episode 2: Two Dead Men

[frnkiebby]

S is for Sweaty

pretty little drowned rat~🎃

[anna-hawk]

Feral Bernfolk Poll

It seems like I hit dead center with the last poll, and with one option in particular. You've all come through for this poll, and I love how feral you all went. I gotta say that I had quite the day reading all your reactions. You guys are amazing!

However… some people wished that I'd given them the Bloody bearded!Frank option. So here… Let's settle this question once and for all, shall we? Because it always comes down to this in the end. Please do share this, so we can try to have as many votes as for the previous one.

Yes, I am aware that this is Sam with the beard, but go figure, the only time that Frank doesn't have any blood on him is when he has a beard. And since I like giving you visuals, I went for this picture that was perfectly selected by @darlingshane, since Sam looks just like Frank after the construction site fight.

[waxtron]

ZZ Top - Billy Gibbons

[darlingshane]

I demand DD brings back construction worker frank that was peak beard

Agreed!!! I was so sad to see it gone after one episode and a half. I don't think they're repeating the same storyline, but I'd love to see construction!frank again.

I have two ideas of how he could come back. 1 – Maybe he's post-tragedy Frank where he's just lying low. and 2 – He could be in prison, again post-tragedy, and that's where Matt comes to as his lawyer?? idk. I'd like to hear your thoughts on it.

[men-tailored-creator-3]

Frank Osmat

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