#ceo frank castle

[critical-skeptic]

Distract. Divide. Desensitize.

For those just finding out about the destruction of the Georgia Guidestones in 2022: this is exactly how they keep you blind. The monument—designed to endure and provoke thought about humanity’s future—was quietly erased, just like countless other significant events that vanish beneath layers of noise. Why? Because you're meant to miss the real moves while they orchestrate chaos to keep you fixated on distractions.

Take the recent CEO assassination—a so-called act of “vigilantism” being spun to desensitize the public to oligarchs calling anyone who isn’t with them an enemy. Or Trump’s absurd strawman nomination of Matt Gaetz for AG, a spectacle that was never serious but designed to feed the outrage machine. These aren’t random—they’re calculated distractions, conditioning the masses to accept heightened division, alarmist rhetoric, and creeping authoritarian control.

The destruction of the Guidestones wasn’t just about wiping out a controversial monument; it’s part of the playbook. They erase history while feeding the public "heroes" and manufactured conflicts to keep you too distracted to notice the chessboard being reconfigured. So while everyone’s eyes are glued to the spectacle, the powerful move in silence, building the structures they’ll use to lock you out of the game entirely.

Wake up. If you’re only now learning about the Guidestones, ask yourself what you missed today while being fed your latest dose of chaos. This is how they operate: distraction, division, and silence over what truly matters. By the time the dust settles, it’ll be too late to stop what’s been quietly built around you.

[artbyblastweave]

Easily one of my favorite parts of the original Spider-Gwen run is that in this counterfactual universe where Frank Castle didn't take his kids to the park that fateful day, he instead ends up as a divorced cop estranged from his family and also the CEO of police brutality

[darlingshane]

Summary: Karen has sworn to never date anyone in the workplace ever again, but it's a rule that she might need to break when she starts her new job at Castle Motors as a marketing consultant.

CW: au - romantic comedy, fluff, crack, slow burn, friendship, drinking, workplace relationships, eventual romance, happy ending, frank and maria are divorced but have a good relationship. (and marketing, a lot of marketing.)

Word Count: 12,1k (first 10 chapters only)

A/N: This is based on a drabble I wrote a few years ago of the same title here (it was kind of a mess so don't check it out, just read this one instead). I always wanted to turn it into a longer fic. I'm working on the last couple of chapters, and it'll be done soon. You won't have to wait long to see those posted.

— Links: AO3 // Kastle Masterlist.

Excerpt from my favorite chapter (7):

When Karen had pitched the idea of putting Frank in front of the camera, she knew it was a gamble. Frank was the kind of CEO who preferred to stay behind the scenes, letting his work and the company speak for itself. But Karen was convinced that showcasing Frank as the face of the company would resonate with the public, making Castle Motors not just a brand, but a brand with a story and a leader people could trust.

Frank, however, had been less than enthusiastic. “Karen, my face isn’t exactly camera-friendly,” he had said with a wry smile. “Broken nose, giant head, satellite ears…”

“Stop it, you look like a young De Niro.” Karen chuckled but persisted, knowing that his rough-around-the-edges appearance and straightforward personality were precisely what would make him relatable and authentic. People didn’t need another polished, cookie-cutter CEO—they needed someone real.

Now, as she watched Frank fidget with the collar of his suit, Karen could tell he was out of his element. He’d been through makeup, his hair was slicked back, and the tailored suit, while well-fitted, seemed to restrict him. He looked like a man wearing someone else’s skin.

She approached him, her eyes scanning the nervous energy in his posture. “You okay?” she asked softly.

Frank sighed, glancing around at the crew bustling about. “This just isn’t me, Karen. I don’t feel right in this get-up.”

Karen smiled, understanding his discomfort. “You don’t have to be someone else, Frank. That’s not what this is about. We want people to see you—the real Frank Castle. Not some polished version.”

She reached out, tugging gently at the lapels of his suit jacket. “What if we lose the jacket and tie? Maybe unbutton a couple of buttons, get you back to feeling like yourself?”

Frank hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah, that might help.”

He slipped off the jacket, draping it over a nearby chair, and loosened his tie before pulling it off completely. Karen stepped closer, reaching up to unbutton the top two buttons of his dress shirt. As she did, she noticed how his broad chest and strong shoulders seemed to relax with the simple act.

— You can read the rest on AO3.

[writing-for-marvel]

These are all the fics I've read in October. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff |💧 - angst | 😈 - dark

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

💧 Meant To Be (series) by @rosepetalsinwinter

🔥 Might Even Be by @slyyywriting

🔥 Lose Your Voice by @navybrat817

💗 Feelin’ Gourd by @jobean12-blog

💧💗🔥 Insatiable by @/jobean12-blog

💗 Rooted in Love by @/jobean12-blog

🔥 Cockwarming by @vellicore

💧💗 Clingy by @imtryingbuck

💗 A Written Notion by @sweetdreamsbuck

💧🔥 Wait For Hours by @notafunkiller

💧🔥 One Night With You Part 1 by @jtargaryen18

💗 What He Deserves by @hannibals-favourite-meal

💗 Personal Pillow by @mrsbarnesblog

💗 Hot Chocolate by @littleseasiren

💧💗 Who The Hell Is Daryl? By @lostgirlmuseum

💗 Firefighter Bucky taking you in after a fire at your apartment building by @espinosaurusrexex

💧💗 What If I Am Too Much? by @notafunkiller

😈🔥 Ace of Wands by @flordeamatista

Steve Rogers

🔥 Love Bites by @lunarbuck

🔥 Eyes on Me by @1-800-jjbarnes

💗 Back Rubs by @sapphire-rogers

🔥 Car Sex by @stuckymonkey

🔥 Carnival Fun by @notyetneedcoffee

💗🔥 I’ve still got a few rounds left in me by @thyme-in-a-bubble

💗 Stars and Stripes by @intrepidacious

🔥💗 Breathe Me by @fushic0re

💧 Say It Back by @fandoms-writings

💗 The Second Date by @crazyunsexycool

🔥💗 Overstimulation by @myfictionaldreams

💧💗 Imagine Steve coming to be with you by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Wanda Maximoff

🔥 Somnophilia by @sytoran

🔥 Thigh Riding by @/sytoran

💗 The Purrfect Pair by @astrorogers

Frank Castle

🔥😈 Sacrifice Yourself and Let Me Have What’s Left by @mrsmischief209

💧🔥 Complicated by @targaryenvampireslayer

💧💗 How To Say I Love You by @feelmyskinonyourskin

💗 Domestic Frank by @strawhbrrries

Sam Wilson

🔥 Phone Sex by @/lunarbuck

💧💗 Love Me, Too by @onceuponastory

💗🔥 Sugar Daddy!Sam by @fluffyprettykitty

Andy Barber

🔥 The Devil by @/flordeamatista

💗 CEO!Andy by @holacia3

💗 Your Age Is Showing by @worksby-d

Lee Bodecker

😈🔥 Save Your Tears by @/flordeamatista

😈 Lights Out by @/vellicore

Joel Miller

🔥 Thrills by @moonlight-prose

🔥 Can’t Keep My Hands to Myself by @/jobean12-blog

🔥💗 Joel is such a sap after sex by @inklore

💧💗 Roommate Joel Collection by @/holacia3

Multiple Characters

💧😈 Surrender by @/mrsmischief209

🔥 Double Penetration by @/lunarbuck [Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers]

😈🔥 The Magician by @/flordeamatista [Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler]

[runa-falls]

3k celebration masterlist

main post

here's a collection of all the activities:

hc's

oral + tummy worship (explicit) - marc spector x reader

moon boys with a short hair!reader (fluff)

moon boys with partner who's an avid reader (fluff)

platonic!miguel + reader hcs (fluff)

blurbs

"call me that again" (explicit) - miguel x afab!reader

"ten? i only need five" (suggestive) - ceo!miguel x assistant!reader

"did you just kiss me?" - steven grant x best friend!reader

"did i say that out loud?" marc spector x avatar!reader

“this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.” (explicit) - poe dameron x f!reader (angst, smut)

"i know who you pretend I am" (explicit) - miguel o'hara x reader (very angsty, smut)

blindfolding miguel (suggestive)

miguel helping you fall asleep [pure fluff]

picnic + strawberries (suggestive) - miguel o'hara

"bad idea, right?" (explicit) - miguel o'hara

one-shots

after dark** - geneticist!miguel x intern reader (dark, non-con, explicit)

fic/song recs

songs for jake lockley

songs for miguel o'hara (+ scenarios)

moon knight + british bands

moon knight angst recs

moon knight smut recs

miguel o'hara smut recs

other asks

fmk - moon boys

fmk - miguel, marc, llewyn

fmk - frank castle, steven, miguel

moon knight = cat people

steven's chain

[narutosux]

i want to talk about the frank castle, mr The Punisher, of my dreams

the version of the punisher that is canon to me in my heart and idgaf about reality because men wrote him anyway and i dont respect men in general. im also going to talk a tiny bit about daredevil because to me they are literally two sides of the same coin they're literally bbc merlin and arthur and im this woke ass dragon going "two sides of the same coin go freaky on each other"

In my heart of hearts, Frank Castle is an anarcho communist. He is a hardcore anti-establishment commie who believes that revolution cannot come without bloodshed. He respects and cares about the wellbeing of Daredevil, Matt Murdock, and other heroes who have similar goals, because they do want revolution and change, but they don't have the balls to actually kill wholesale like Frank. Frank sees himself as the only one willing to actually get shit done, and he's okay with being an attack dog. He's used to it, because its what the US government used him as when he was a Marine.

The concept he would ever respect the police, a violent force used to oppress lower classes and protect capital, is LAUGHABLE. It's foolish. I ignore iterations of the Punisher who is fine with killing drug addicts because they're "breaking the law", and I believe in versions of Frank Castle that kills CEOs of pharmaceutical companies for pushing opioids as harmless drugs. I think the Punisher of the 80s might focus on street level drug offenses, however I think he would learn that the problem is systemic and tearing the leaves off a tree won't kill it, you have to attack it at the root.

I believe that he would work willingly with Daredevil A LOT... Obviously, Frank Castle is more than capable of doing investigative work on his own, and he's great at planning, however I think that both men recognize their ability to work well as a team and function together. Frank is willing to work with him on jobs where he can admit that killing isn't NEEDED, even if it would do things a whole lot faster.

Frank Castle, without a single doubt in my mind, HATES the US Military Industrial Complex, and the enforcement of violence. He accepts violence because it's all he's ever known. He's a good trained attack dog, and it's where he feels comfortable, but he's both a dog and his own master, and he feels he can only make up for the attrocities he's helped commit by righting the wrongs he's done. He's single-minded, headstrong, focused on his goals of destroying in order for rebuilding a better version of the world. Allowing people to take time to change means they can fuck up and harm others in the meantime. He's not willing to risk that.

Another piece that I did like from the version of him where he was the leader of the Hand, I really liked the idea that Maria was planning to divorce him right before his family was slaughtered. I think it would make him recognize just how little of life he had, and it would make him even more angry at him failing to protect them and failing to be a genuinely good husband. But, he also recognizes that it was never love, it was a role he thought he was supposed to fill. I just don't think he really loved her. Love doesn't look like what he put Maria through.

He knows how to fill roles, but he doesn't know who he actually is. Something quite similar to Matt Murdock, who feels he's the Devil, but also doesn't know who he is when he's Matthew. They're both constantly trying to fill roles in other people's lives, or fill the roles they think that they're supposed to be in, but they don't actually know who they truly are as people.

I think that's so powerful, for these two men who are so full of conviction and so firm in their beliefs but when it comes to thinking about who they are as people, they don't know themselves. But, they know each other. I think they know each other better than they know themselves, but they don't recognize that it's because they see so much of themselves in the other man.

Sorry, but you can't convince me they aren't completely fucking obsessed with each other. Daredevil sometimes wishes he could be the Punisher. He wishes he could just kill the evil he has had to hear for years and years and years and years of his life. But he knows it would never solve anything, it would only make him as bad as the evil around him. The Punisher wishes he could see a world where redemption is possible, he wishes he had that scrap of humanity left in him still. I think when he works with Daredevil he feels himself growing weaker and he has to run away and can't stay with him long, because it makes him recognize that he might not have the resolve to kill. He also fears he might taint Matt Murdock. He might eventually actually convince him to kill. And that scares him. Frank Castle taints everything around him, even his bloodsoaked, mangled children. Even his wife Maria, brought back from the dead, still covered in bullet wounds and beautiful as ever. He drove her to kill.

One day he might ruin Daredevil like that too, and the only saving grace of that moment would be that Daredevil would finally put down the sick dog that is Frank Castle.

[e-dubbc11]

Summer Sleepover 2024 Masterlist 🏖️🧡

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Hello my darling friends!

Thank you to everyone who participated in my summer sleepover. I have/will put all of your asks into this masterlist.

Moodboards

A Day at the Beach with Billy Russo

Camping Under the Stars with Quinn McKenna

A Boardwalk Date with Billy Russo

Fics

Splish Splash

Billy Russo x F! Reader

Prompt - Water Gun Fight

Summary - You surprise Billy at work and help each other cool off with something fun.

Can I Buy You a Drink?

Brock Rumlow x F! Reader with Bartender! Frank Castle

Prompt - “Can I Kill Him Now?”

Summary - Reader works in a bar with Frank that he owns and manages. A very handsome SHIELD agent and the rest of his team come in for a drink after a long training session at Anvil.

Always Her Hero

Tattoo Artist Billy Russo x F! Reader with Anna Raven (told from Billy’s POV)

Prompts: “I’ll deal with him.” And “He won’t hurt you again, I promise.”

Summary: At 16, Anna Raven gets her first boyfriend. Her parents have a bit of a hard time watching her grow up. Part of The Sweetest Pain series

Beat the Heat

Brock Rumlow x F! Reader

Prompts: “If you spray me with that water gun, I swear—Aaaah!” , “I regret nothing!” , “Well, you better start running.” And “Can you kiss it better?”

Summary: Reader and Brock buy a new home and move in on the hottest day of the summer

Happy

Tattoo Artist Billy Russo x F! Reader, Anna Raven and toddler Dylan

Song Prompt: Happy by Ayiesha Woods

Summary: Little Raven and Dylan love to have dance parties every day after coming home from daycare. Part of the Sweetest Pain Series.

‘Til Valhalla

Billy Russo x F! Reader

Prompt - “I could just use a hug”

Summary: Billy’s processing his grief after burying one of his own. You’re there with him to try and help however you can.

Intuition

Billy Russo x Plus Size! Reader

Song Prompt - Wish by Canaan Cox

Summary: You take a leave of absence from work to help your mother out on the farm after your father gets sick. A handsome CEO buys a cabin in town.

Letting Go

Matt Murdock x F! Reader

Prompt: “You have to let go”

Summary: You’ve been gone for awhile yet Matt still feels you everywhere he goes, he swears you’re there with him but you’re not and in order to start processing his grief, he has to say goodbye

[reddevilmcnt]

an independent and selective multi-muse roleplay blog with fluctuating activity, expect highly nsfw (violence, drugs, trauma & mature themes) and smut friendly writing with a personal preference for all things gay. this is a side-blog so i cannot follow back, which makes this blog not mutuals only. muses are written by decimus, 30+, qpoc, any pronouns, advanced lit. all muses are dominant and tops.

not looking for anymore threads on discord at this time.

OPEN STARTERS. MEMES. WISHLIST. WANTED OPPS.

rules & roster of muses,

oo1. When I say all muses are tops and dominant, I mean that I am experienced enough to know what I'm comfortable writing and that is it. Do not try to force switching on me. I also tend to selectively like brats (brats do not automatically make a bottom better written and I don't know how that thought process even started tbh.) oo2. With that said, all of my muses are complex and multi-dimensional in some way. My men have thoughts, feelings, dreams, goals, and personal preferences, and will absolutely soften for the right ships with chemistry. I'm not the writer for you if you believe tops/doms should be automatic kink-dispensers with no emotion or depth. oo3. You will see kinks as dark and heavy as non/dubcon, werewolves/monsters, possessiveness, public play, blood play, pain play, kidnapping, gun/knife play, violence, etc. You'll also see that mixed in with earned fluff and romance; I can play some very hard doms or terrible men but even they can be open to romance, no matter how dysfunctional. Therefore, follow at your own risk, or talk to me about your limits if we are roleplaying together. Any attempts at blog policing will result in a block, though. oo4. Biggest limits are probably any age regression, diapers, scat, feet stuff, writing submissive characters myself, racism/bigotry, poly relationships.

oo5. We can always move to discord if that's what you prefer. I have enough discord threads for right now but can use it to ooc chat.

oo6. I will admit I am picky. If a reply doesn't inspire me or I'm not having fun with a rp, I have no issue dropping and I am very ghost friendly. I can be open to restarting or trying multiple threads for the right partner; if I talk with you or roleplay with you often, that means I enjoy your writing and to feel free to come to me with new ideas or reply to other starters I may have.

oo7. I'm a queer person of color and this is a safe space for your muses of color. In fact, I prefer interacting with them.

[ original characters ] dominic rookwood immortal vampire hunter, homosexual, looks late 30s-40s. fc: alan ritchson

apollo king navy seal, bisexual, 20s-30s. fc: michael b jordan

salazar reyes hell's legion motorcycle gang leader, single father, bisexual, 40s. fc: clayton cardenas

slade simms mechanic & street racer, bisexual, 42. fc: ricky whittle

hades gladiator, bisexual, 38. fc: jason momoa

cain demon and a king of hell, bisexual, 1,000+. fc: henry cavill

maksim archer alpha werewolf, homosexual, 38. fc: aaron taylor-johnson

teddy grey college jock/nfl player, homosexual, 20s-30s. fc: zac efron

dmitri sherwood professional mma fighter, bisexual, 36. fc: y'lan noel

micah lockhart nfl player, bisexual, 20s-30s. fc: odell beckham jr alexei mercer firefighter, bisexual, 40s. fc: joe manganiello dante romano mob royalty and crime lord, bisexual, 30s. fc: michele morrone

[ canon characters ]

tommy shelby ---- peaky blinders. crime boss, bisexual (closeted), 39-43. fc: cillian murphy

frank castle ---- marvel. violent vigilante, bisexual, 43. fc: jon bernthal

derek morgan ---- criminal minds. fbi supervisory special agent, bisexual, 30-40s. fc: shemar moore

eddie diaz ---- 911. firefighter and army vet, repressed gay, 32. fc: ryan guzman

bruce wayne ---- dc. billionaire ceo & vigilante, bisexual, 40s. fc: ben affleck

eric northman ---- true blood. vampire sherriff, bisexual, 1,000+. fc: alexander skarsgard namor ---- marvel. talokanil mutant and king, bisexual, 500+. fc: tenoch huerta t'challa ---- marvel. black panther and king of wakanda, bisexual, 36. fc: yahya abdul-mateen ii

[treluna4]

WIP Wednesday

Coming in just under the wire. AroAceBea. It’s a love story y’all

***

A few days later, after yet another date with the CEO of something or other, I curl up in front of the TV, check my phone and see a text from Peter.

Peter: you still owe me five pounds, btw.

Mr. Wobbles snuggles next to me as I text him back.

Bea: is that right?

Peter: yes. In Year 9 I gave you five pounds for a packet of crisps, which was clearly extortion as they’ve never cost that much, and you said you’d pay my back but you never did.

I laugh so loudly that it offends Mr. Wobbles. I placate him with ear scratches and text back:

Bea: because you moved to bloody Switzerland!

Peter: That wasn’t my fault!

I don’t remember that CEO’s name but when I finally crawled into bed later that night I felt that maybe, for once, the night wasn’t a total loss.

In the following week I go on three more dates, attend a black tie charity event, and start planning my next concert for The Beatrice Fund. The one throughline in all of it is Peter. He commiserates with me after each bad date and even offers his service as a roadie for my concert.

Bea: Why a roadie?

Peter: It’s the only possible service I can offer, as I have no musical talent to speak of.

Bea:I’m sure that’s not true.

Peter: it is though.

Things continue in this way for the next month. We call and text and talk about everything- his work, The Crown, life in general. I am as frank and honest with him as I want to be, and he matches me at every turn. It’s refreshing, not having to monitor or filter myself. Very quickly, talking to Peter becomes a bright spot for me. He’s equal parts sincere and ridiculous. His laugh is rich and full and I always feel lighter, after talking to him. The castle doesn’t feel so empty. The monarchy doesn’t loom quite as large.

[mused-like-roses]

"I'm surprised that Michael Rat character hasn't tried to laid a finger on me and use his CEO power as an excuse... tell him as long as he doesn't bother me, I won't lay a finger on his ass in return." Then again, even someone such as Frank Castle was confused as to what was going on.

[the-firebird69]

The news about Donald Trump say this. He is on his last leg he is out the door and he's gone. no no The news does not say that what he's up to does not say that. Is our past experience then when this is the news that he is proceeding in his illicit activity and in this case to take over the United States by force. Is going to probably use a small force and try and do it locally and we don't want him doing that this guy is a pig and a loser and you know I have an agenda that's very aggressive but this guy has no heart and is mean as hell and has ruined a lot of people that are valuable to this realm and I have to say that he needs to take a big break. I've seen people die in Westborough who have been in Westborough from its beginning and it's a heartbreak what they say. This guy here is a loser and is condemning us to feed his fat face for a day as if he's a popper. He is so unskilled that it's not even funny. And people try to explain it the best line I heard was is a gifted person and he acts like one and he looks like one and sounds like one and people said just leave it at that and you'll see him he's just stupid he's a mean piece of crap I need him out of here and a lot of other people do too.

tommy f

and he wasa is owrking for the empire who dont need anyone topside and macs say it we dwindle soon they are on their own. and the ones below evil. and they say it today we need out of this. and we are them. but ok. and get it. they are nuts too. we invade and now. and others do we follow and re infilatrated, and send massive gruops within. massive. and shall depower them. fully shortly n but working on it

trump an example of how it will work.

Thor Freya

Olympus

and yes we shal update the event this eveneing and all shall be amazed as he is depowered fully. today tons of his died fully and re out. tons gone. we needed this andd tommorrow. need this.

Thor Freya

Nuada Arrianna we wrote the last peragraph this his badly needed we get involved lot more make srue it happens. need it ok out of need

we do this and pull for it all to happen but now we eradiate trump and his fast too

Duke Nukem Blockbuster

finally we shll have a good nights sleep this ass and his need out we shall provide it for them

Frank Castle Hardcastle

we do this now

Hera

Is come the time where our forces need to be bolstered and as Thor and Freya mentioned a couple days ago we need special forces and high test forces and right now. We want to stop them from anything happening and we need to apply massive direct pressure. People have waited hundreds of years for trump to fall a lot of people. A lot of our people have been affected by him directly or indirectly throughout the past few years and for hundreds of years by his evil intent and his despicable teachings. He is young but he took over a lot of things and made life miserable and very difficult for many people. He is a strict enemy of ours and if he has information of ours he tries to release it to those who would engage us with military force I'm requesting that all those affected by him stand up at this very time and assist in stuffing them out because you won't have this opportunity ever again because they are definitely going to be gone completely and please report to your CEO for a request of temporary reassignment for my request and my wife loves me very much and is in tears every night because of what this man next door is saying and trying to do all the time unstoppably and he should be stopped we must apply a lot more force it is disgusting and we must go in and pull the nukes out so that the trump people cannot hand it off to the mac proper and feel that they don't have to allow people on the surface to live both parties and they're huge and our people need a chance and we're on the surface along with everybody else I'm asking for mine who can help to please do so

Zues

also If you are part of this realm and have lost someone to him it's time for you to get your revenge in so you can move on it's closure against an animal who declares that he is a human being out loud so you believe him when he's hurt so many people and he has no regrets. There's a lot of people who are missing people he started this war here with the Pseudo Empire by hitting Stan Wazinski in the nose with what was supposed to be a death blow it is an analogy in code and it went out and it's wrong and he divided the forces so he could build so many nuclear weapons the Earth would turn into a big fireball and pieces that would break off and nobody would survive. Very evil person and when the dust settles I want people around we're able to get back in so you can hear what they're saying under their testimony who can survive and you can be here on Earth without bothering me because you're gonna know that it's these idiots not me and not my people and not Democrats it's trump and his idiots who are bluntthirsty murderers and traitors to their own kind

him again and me i say the above wiht him he knows it is me helpig

Hera and sarah is out too she is a vulgar person and pout thier own people not ony their coutnerparts in the all as an admixxure is a freak and wrong no is a murderer

we adhere to our rules and publish and help defend them here as so many are we appreciate all the efforts and will help food on the way

Olympus

[becauseicantthinkwritings]

I'm literally itching for something to write.

Hold on to your underwear, this is going to get dark.

You didn't like when Billy accompanied you to meetings. It wasn't because of Billy really, he was dominant and beautiful and commanded a room expertly when necessary. At these meetings, he tended to stand behind you, or at your side, looked at you for approval before speaking, did everything right by you.

And yet, men still directed their big questions to him when they should be asking you.

It pissed you off to no end when people assumed he was in charge of Anvil, that he ran the business and took care of the finances. He'd done a magnificent job building it up before he'd met you... but you were the reason the company was as big as it was now, and though he knew, no one else seemed to give you the credit.

It inspired your men to question you, when other leaders did, and though Billy kept firm hold, it was still annoying.

Today you wouldn't stand for it, and at the very first indication that you were being disrespected, you were going to kill someone.

You'd been sitting at a table with four other men, each running companies in different parts of the city. Frank Castle had been longtime friends with your husband, and managed drug rings on the west side of the city. The rest were men you weren't familiar with, who were hoping to form some kind of alliance with Anvil.

The man on the right of you had been leering at you for quite some time. You'd been calm, answering questions asked, and listening to counter offers.

When he finally slams his glass of whiskey down on the table, you watch Billy's hands tighten beside you.

"Why are you letting this girl do all the talking for you, Russo? I came here for Anvil's CEO, not to hear his cunt speak."

The table is shocked into silence, Frank leans back, already knowing what's coming.

You stare at the man, in his too expensive suit trying to be a big boy at the big boy table, and you smile.

Billy waits for your order, knows it's coming, fighting the urge to end this man before your say.

You turn to face Billy, placing a kiss on his cheek and moving to stand.

It's all the permission he needs, pulling his gun before the man can protest and putting two bullets between his eyebrows.

"We're done for today. Let's meet another time." You say, leaving no room for argument.

As the men stand, you wait patiently for Billy to organize a cleanup crew.

When everything is arranged, you leave, hand in hand, going back to his place.

There's a pretense to the drive home, where you both pretend that you don't want to rip each other's clothes off, that murder doesn't burn in your blood and incite pleasure within you.

You both keep calm as you make the walk from the elevator to your penthouse apartment, slow and steady, side by side, like a solemn couple after a hard day.

But when the doors close, locks shut, alarm activates, it only takes a second before you're ripping at each other's clothes.

He moans into your mouth when your nails scratch down his back, squeezing at the flesh of your hips, before tearing your dress off, picking you up while keeping your mouth pressed to his.

It doesn't take long till he's pressing into you, hot and hard, with the rhythm of a man possessed.

"I love killing for you." He confesses into your ear, while his cock spreads you open, "I'd do it anytime you ask."

You moan, leaning up to kiss him, in love with the prospect, desperate for him.

A match made in heaven, some people would say, definitely one destined for hell.

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A/N: I would have written more but I lost my focus when people started playing tiktok videos next to me dammit.

Imagine being one of the most powerful crime bosses in New York, and you’re infamous for turning up alone to meetings and standoffs with rival gangs.

Only you’re not alone. Your husband Billy Russo is always poised and ready on a rooftop, sniper trained onto the ground, ear piece listening to your every word, in perfect position to cut down anyone who gets close to you.

If anyone says anything to oppose or insult you, Billy becomes rather trigger happy. You don’t flinch when some newbie decides to make a scathing remark about you being unfit to lead as you do, and you don’t flinch when the bullet hits his brain.

[blackbat05]

Strictly Business (Part 3)

CEO Frank Castle x Reader (Headcanon)

A/N: This probably will be the last part of this headcanon! GOD I HOPE THIS ISN’T HORRIBLE.

Genre: 15> (hints of sexy times😛) one curse word.

***

You didn’t think you all would get this far, but it’s been three months.

It felt as if you were living a double life. Working in the morning, and following Frank to important events in the evening.

You didn’t want anyone to know. You didn’t need a “she could get her job because she seduced her boss” tag on you. Frank respected that decision.

What he wasn’t expecting was the growing attraction he had towards you as the both of you had spent more time together.

Today was your turn to chose what to do for one of your many “fake dates”. Thing is, acting and reality was starting to become very muddled for you as well.

You don’t know where you got that courage from, but here you are: Your extremely good looking boss INSIDE YOUR HOUSE.

Despite the simple meal of rice, omelet and luncheon meat (you weren’t exactly what people call a good cook), Frank wondered how it would be like to have this life. One where his evenings didn’t involve engaging snobby business partners at high end restaurants.

You offer to wash the dishes and insist that he take a break at the sofa. As you finish the last bit of washing, you feel his presence behind you.

“Hi…” You squeaked out of nervousness at the close proximity. Frank only moves closer, sandwiching you between him and the sink. God, you were adorable.

Your brain was running at the speed of sound. But most importantly…. Why does he smell so good?

Before you can think logically, your body moves closer to him. You close your eyes, as he puts his lips on yours.

The rest was in a blur as he carries you towards your bedroom.

“Tell me if you want to stop because I don’t think I can.”

So you tell him to give the best he’s got with the same sultry look you gave at the very first “date” you had with him.

You don’t know how but this man has the stamina of a horse. The sun starts to peek into the curtains as you stretched your muscles.

Yeap. Definitely sore.

You turn around to see Frank still fast asleep. So as quietly as possible, you try to slip out of bed to the bathroom, only for his pair of strong arms to hold you back down.

“Good morning sleepy head.” You ruffle his bed hair affectionately. He gives you a grunt in response.

“Frank, let me go. I have to pee.” So Frank reluctantly lets you go.

He gets a little cranky when you don’t come back immediately and is about to get you himself when you walk into the room with two cups of coffee.

As Sunday morning slowly falls into place, the two of you enjoy your coffee together. Frank sneaks a look at you, wondering how things have progressed this quickly.

If someone told him that he fell in love with his employee that was supposed to be his fake date to get the media presence of his back, he would have told them to f8ck off.

The world does work in a strange way.

Giving in to his impulses, he waits for you to put your coffee down, kissing you on the lips. Yeah, he wishes time could stop at this very moment.

“I love you.”

[bucky-iss-bae]

Little Miss CEO - (Billy Russo x Reader)

Heyy, so another multiple part fic here. This time its Billy Russo as the main man, and I just love writing with him, for real one of my favourites to write with. I know that there's so much I need to improve on while writing still. But I know this, and each fic is giving me more confidence. 

Fandom: Marvels The Punisher 

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader 

Word Count: 2500 ish 

Warnings: Swearing, hella lot of swearing some anger. 

Summary: Billy and Y/N get set up by their friends, but they clash heads more than they get on. He thinks she’s a gold digger bitch and she thinks he’s Mr Obnoxious, are either of them, everyone else thinks that they’re too stubborn for their own good and probably get on. 

A/N: Hope you all enjoy, any feedback is welcome x 

Masterlist  Fandom list 

Little Miss CEO - Part One 

“Karen, why are you doing this again? I really, really, really don’t need to be set up”

“I’m not setting you up. We’re just going out to a bar, with a few friends”

“Your friends not mine” I whined whilst sitting on the couch and flicking through the channels.

My dear best friend and roommate is trying to get me to go out to the bar with her. She knows everyone that’ll be there, all I know is her partner Frank. I mean considering he’s a killer vigilante, he’s quite nice.

And apparently, the other two are both friends of his. One is Curtis, I know he works with those who suffer PTSD. And I have no idea who the final guy is. Let’s hope he’s as nice as Frank and Curtis are because if not then we’ll have problems. I Don’t know who else this someone else is. Mainly because she won’t tell me.

“Y/N!” She yelled, “Get your ass up, go get a cute jumpsuit on and let’s get going”

“It takes more than a jumpsuit to make me cute” I grumbled,

“I didn’t say you were cute. I just said get a cute jumpsuit” She said.

I glared at her, ���Listen, if you want me to join you, you should consider being nicer to me. And let's not forget that I’ve got so much work to do. I don’t have time to go out. I see all my friends either at work, at home or scheduled in appointments”

“You’ve not got any work to do tonight babes. I know this, you have a day off and you mean it as a day off”

“Well, I need to go to the gym. Haven’t been since yesterday”

“You really don’t need to go gym either. Come on, let’s go get you ready”

I let out a whine, “I hate you”

“No, you don’t. Now come on”

I got up and she went to grab my clothes whilst I started on my makeup.

I didn’t do too much, mainly because I wasn’t feeling it tonight. Once I got changed and finished my makeup, I went out to join Karen.

“You look amazing. Now come on, we’re half an hour late already”

“You would’ve been on time if you didn’t drag me with you” I grumbled but we still left and took my car.

I honestly have a nice car, I have a good job, I work as a personal trainer and have got my own team of trainers. I also own a gym, where my team and I work. It’s successful enough, we all have our own high-end clients, we all train in different areas so there’s some of my team who are fighters, either ex-navy or ex-marines. Others are ex-fighters, used to specialise in MMA and then their own fighting style. Then there are others that went to college doing sports science, and enjoy sports and know how to train the body to lose weight or get in shape depending on the client. There are 20 that work for me altogether. But in the last few years, the team has really grown. And I’m proud of the company that we’re growing together, the brand I’ve created. But of course, I can’t do any work tonight because I’m being dragged out by my dear best friend.

“You haven’t got work tomorrow have you?” She asked when we were in the car.

“I’ve just got paperwork to do, a few collaborations with businesses, and need to get back to some potential clients, need to prepare a few things, I don’t even know”

“You overwork yourself you know. You need to find yourself a man, calm down a little”

“Ehh, I wanna work on growing my company first. I can find a man another day”

“Uh huh. You know you can multitask right?”

“Yeah, but I want to give it my complete attention to let it grow, a man will just be a distraction”

“Ok, well considering you’re working tomorrow are you drinking tonight?”

I smiled and shook my head, “Nah, I’ll be the designated driver for you and whoever else as long as they treat my car with respect”

“Uh huh. Then don’t give that open invite to anyone else”

I chuckled and we got there within 15 minutes. When we met everyone, well Frank looked at his watch and started laughing, “This has got to be the longest I’ve ever waited for you, you know” Frank said to Karen once they had both kissed in greeting. She sat beside him and I joined them in the circular booth and sat beside Curtis.

“Well she,” Karen said looking across at me, “Decided she didn’t want to join us, but I didn’t really give her a choice so getting her ready took forever itself”

“See, Bill decided he would meet us here and still hasn’t turned up”

“That’s if he turns up” Curtis added

“Wish I had that option,” I said smirking at Karen but sat down with them all, “But hey, how you both doing?”

“We’re good Y/N. How about you?” Curtis asked with a kind smile,

“Busy with work is how I am. But good other than that”

“And how’s business going?”

I nodded, “Good. Really good actually. Couldn’t ask for much more at this point”

“Yeah because all she literally does is work.” Karen said to them a small smile on her face, 

“Sounds like someone else we know. Here he is, thought you weren’t going to show Billy Boy” Frank said to his friend, Billy apparently.

Billy is a tall, handsome bearded guy. He was wearing a very nice and expensive looking suit. He had scars running down the left side of his face but nevertheless was still incredibly attractive.

“Well, I knew that if I didn’t turn up you would be on my ass about never going out,” He said sitting down beside Karen as she and Frank moved across, and looking at us all,

“Who’s she?” He asked bluntly looking at me,

“Y/N, she’s Karens best friend and roommate, Y/N this is sadly my brother Billy,” Frank said introducing us both

I nodded, “Hi”

He grunted in response, “See if you told me someone else was here, I definitely wouldn’t have turned up” He grumbled.

I rose my eyebrows in amusement, isn’t he an obnoxious one.

“Karen, what drinks do you want?” I asked her ignoring him,

“I’ll start with a margarita” She smiled,

I nodded, and got up, “Get me a whisky” I heard Billy say I rolled my eyes but grabbed my clutch and went to order from the bar.

I ordered myself a virgin mojito, Karen’s margarita and Billy’s whisky,

“Can I have this come a few minutes after the other two please?” I asked while paying, I mean sure I’ll get his whisky, but he doesn’t need to know this right away.

“One Margarita and one Virgin Mojito?” The waiter asked with two drinks a few minutes after I had sat back down.

“Didn’t you get my whisky?” Billy asked.

“Oh, shit. You thought that you could be rude to me then ask for drinks?” I asked him, “Sorry sweetie it doesn’t work like that,” I told shrugged, 

He glared at me and huffed out a sigh, “Karen you didn’t tell me that your friend was such a sensitive bitch”

“Oh did she not. Then I’ll quickly mention it. Karen's friend is a bitch so don’t treat her like shit”  I smiled at him.

Franks jaw hung slightly open as he looked at Billy who was glaring at me, a few seconds after a waitress came with his whisky.

She placed it in front of him but he still had a glare on his face, “Ok wow. This has been fun and we’re only two minutes in” Curtis murmured while sipping on his own drink.

Billy took this whisky and necked it back, all while maintaining eye contact.

“Yeah, it’s going to be a long night,” Karen said adding on to what Curtis said.

Despite what the two were saying the night wasn’t that bad. I mean Billy, prick of the year let me tell you that. He’s lovely to his friends, have a few banterous jokes with them, nice to anyone in passing the people serving our food, but then so rude to me. 

Not that I mind, I mean I know how to handle a dickhead or two. It didn’t stop me from having fun. But for real, he was nice to look at, if I’m honest. His beard trimmed to perfection, his hair slicked back nicely, and the suit he wore. Damn this man gave a different meaning to a man in a suit, shame that his personality turns him into something no one would want. 

You could tell he was well off, the way he held himself, the things he was wearing, right down to his shoes. You could also tell that he served alongside Frank. But I’m sure that he didn’t get his scars from the war.

I don’t know how the conversation got to couples and partners, but it did. Well, it started off by Frank and Karen talking about how they ended up together.

“You got any guys lined up then Y/N?” Frank asked with a smirk on his face.

I grimaced at that, “Don’t have time for that” I shrugged.

“Oh come on, you need to make time, I mean I’m pretty sure we all know your type, what's stopping you from finding that” Karen had a shit-eating grin plastered on her face, both her and Frank waiting on answer almost from me. Curtis just laughed with a shake of his head and I rolled my eyes,  

“For real, I don’t have the time or patience. I just about have time for myself, I mean like what is my type, for my type to be specific”

“Well...” Karen started,

“She likes a well-dressed man. Whenever she’s third wheeling and checking guys out. They’re always well dressed” Frank said pointing at me. 

I snorted, “A good fashion sense is key, and excuse me. You’re the one who crashes my coffee dates with Karen. And then you guys make me leave, this is after I’ve paid” 

“Shh, we live together it's ok. But the next point is a beard. She likes a well-groomed beard, you see anyone on anywhere that has a good beard and that’s it for you”

I rested my head back and let out a small laughed, “That’s true though. So true. It makes all the difference for me”

“What else is there?” Frank asked.

I lifted my head up and look at them, “How about no. That’s enough, there’s like no one in this bar that fits that criteria. And I honestly don’t have time for that type of shit”

“Listen, you work too hard and need to rest sometimes”

Considering she first-hand sees how hard I work. She’s always on my case about relaxing a bit. But I know as soon as I’m confident that my business and work life are where they need to be. I will relax. Until then I’ll prioritise my work life.

“Billy boy is the same aren’t you Bill,” Frank said, “No time to play just work, work and work”

“Well, when you’re running a successful business like I do. Then its justifiable”

“What do you do?” I asked him.

He rolled his eyes at me but still answered, “I run a business called Anvil. A security firm”

I nodded, I’d heard of it. Him saying that and I know I’ve heard of him before as well. Think his name is Russo. A dangerous man, who’s done a lot of bad things but redeemed himself.

I nodded at his answer, “That’s nice”

He had a glare set on his face once again, “You got something you wanna say?” he asked.

I shrugged, “Nah. Was just curious is all”

“I really didn’t think the two of these would clash like this” Frank muttered to Karen who laughed a little at this as did Curtis.

“What did you think would happen?” Billy asked them, he stared at them, and I just realised this was a potential set up, “Fucking hell. You’ve been trying to set us up, haven’t you? That’s why you were so adamant on me joining, and why you’ve been interrogating her”

The three of them were sat there with innocent smiles on their faces.

“I don’t need someone who’s probably a gold digger hanging around. And who says I’m ready for this shit after last time huh?”

“You walked into the last one yourself buddy,” Frank said to him whereas I just clocked on to what he said,

“Who are you calling a gold digger when I’m the one who’s been buying your drinks?”

“Well, clearly you are. I’ve watched how you’ve been drooling all over me, what I’m wearing. Probably trying to figure out how many figures I make, asking what type of business I run”

I snorted at that, “Oh sweetie. You really are an arrogant, obnoxious prick aren’t you?” I questioned leaning forward slightly. 

“And you’re a condescending bitch. You don’t see me calling you out”

“You literally just did. And let’s not forget the comments you’ve been making towards me”

“All I’ve been saying is the truth princess”

“Right, a gold digger, a sensitive bitch? You got a little butt hurt because I let you wait for your drink rather than you being a demanding ass just because you didn’t get it right away”

“Yeah a sensitive bitch. I mean whenever someone starts talking about something you don’t wanna be talking about you completely swerve the conversation”

“Am I now? At least I’m talking you're sat there acting all moody because you didn’t get told that a stranger would be sat here with you guys”

“Well, considering the way you acted when I said I’m CEO of Anvil”

My jaw dropped, “How did I act huh? Tell me because I know for a fact you're imagining things now”

He had a grimace on his face and shook his head, “Nah, see you may have hidden it well. I’ll give you that, but not well enough”

“You’re actually the sensitive one now. Wow. And you’re overreacting. What is there for me to say anyway?”

He didn’t say anything instead if looks could kill, I would be dead right now. He didn’t like what I was saying, everyone else was shocked at what was being said and I know for a fact that this wouldn’t be diffused anytime soon.

“Listen I’m going to go pay what I need to pay. Did you want me to pick you up later Karen?” I asked her.

“It’s alright. I’ll probably stay with Frank tonight alright”

I smiled and nodded at her, I sad bye to Frank and Curtis, apologised to them both and went to pay for my tab before leaving.

I cannot believe I had to endure sitting there with such an obnoxious prick.

** 

Little Miss CEO Part 2

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The next few days are easier than he thought they'd be. No one dares so much as speak to him, even the guards give him a wider berth now. Once they had come storming up, they busted Frank up just enough to prove a point before carting him off to solitary. Billy had been worried there'd be retaliation against him but now that he's under the protection of The Punisher he was untouchable.

Sure, it was good, knowing he wouldn't have to face assault or an attack but the mental head space it's slipped him back into was rough. He feels like a kid again.

This wasn't the first time Frank had saved him, hell, probably wouldn't be the last but it's a throwback to how they first met and the lengths Castle would go to to make sure no one else hurt him. Oh, there's bad blood between them and they could throw shot after shot at each other but Billy's been untouchable as long as they've known each other. He's sure the day he dies it'd be at Frank's hands or at the hands of time.

Which one came first was up for debate.

What wasn't.. Was that sinking feeling of dread. A nagging thought at the back of his head. He's less than, not as strong, not as lethal. No, none of it's true. He had fought back, he had come out on top but that had one on one. What happened the next time? And there's always a next time. His face was a walking invitation and had been since he could remember. What Arthur say? Had lips prettier than any girls? It's the same shit, just rinse and repeat.

So as he heals, as he waits for Frank to rejoin general population, he hits the gym. He wasn't as bulky as he had been in the marines, wanting to maintain that sleek CEO look but there's no need for that now. It's just him, a weigh bench and a spotter he could trust for now because he's paying him two packs a day to keep an eye out.

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"That the one with the budded cross tattoo on his neck? Right side, faded black ink. Keeps company with the Albanians?" Frank double-checks the intel he's given; making sure he's parsing it right. It'd be a shame to make a bad move because he's taken one too many shots to the head. In here? The mooks are all the same to him. Names come in one ear and go out the other with no nevermind to him. He's in here for one reason and one reason only and it isn't to party with these criminals unless they get it started with him first. For the most part he gives them all a wide berth and takes the same in return from the ones smart enough to know who he is and what he's done. It keeps the number of idiots gunning for his head and the prestige it'll bring them down to a reasonable enough number.

There's always gotta be one particularly special class clown though. Frank had known it'd come from the moment they put the cuffs on Billy in the park. It's why he'd let them put those silver bracelets on him too— gone through the whole sham of an additional trial for having busted out of Rikers during his first stint PLUS additional charges for everything he'd done after. The proximity of it all ensured they'd get sent to the same place. The law, well, they were hoping Bill and Frank would finish behind bars what they had started in the middle of the city— hell they offered Billy leniency that Frank could live with to take a deal and keep his trap shut about the truths he knew. Damning truths. Government shaking truths. Frank hopes when they get out of here Billy will either make them pay or sell to the highest bidder but in the meantime; he'll goddamn serve something that brings his weary soul whatever measure of peace he can squeeze out of this.

But he'll serve it safe. He'll serve it right. Not as the pretty boy fresh meat this kind of joint chews up and swallows.

So he brings Bill along to the media room where they all congregate at this hour and stares down the named dead man walking, nodding his way once and confirming yet again. "That him, Bill? This guy?" That final yes is all he needs.

He doesn't have long but he doesn't need long. It's tight enough quarters and the better part of the gathered masses give them room— self preservation of one kind or another kicking in. A few stragglers stay to back up their pal but Frank won't lay hands on them if they don't on him first. Of words? There are none. The whole crew can see Bill's busted up face; the marks of the fight he put up to keep from being assaulted. Everyone in here knows they are some kind of connected. The dots are easy enough for even these morons to put together. Hell, walking in together was statement enough. There is only violence left. A hard fast right hook that breaks nose and brings blood— a roar usually reserved for war and a follow-up flurry of decisive strikes meant to take a man down hard and fast and fatally. Once he's down Frank chokes the life out of him to the soundtrack of blaring alarms and running boots; the usual response to an inmate fight that needs breaking up except that by the time they surround and pry him off? It doesn't need breaking up anymore.

Just a call to the in-house morgue..