Daryl grunts and turned away. He kept his head low and fidgeted with his fingers as you sat up on his bed.
You: Daryl? C'mon just for a sec?
Daryl: Don't do nothin' stupid.
Daryl carefully sat on the edge of the bed and slowly lifted his head meeting your gaze. You gently caressed his head and pulled him foward. His head fell slowly onto your lap and he layed down. His body lost its stiffness and he let out a breath that he didnt even know he was holding.
You: You're so precious to me Daryl... I mean it.
Daryl grunted and slowly looked up to you. Your thumb slowly made its way to his cheeks and you leaned in for a kiss but Daryl kissed you first. It was his first time making the first move.
Daryl: You don't know what the hell you're talkin' 'bout...
You: Shh.
Daryl sat up but you straddled him. His head snapped up and he fought the urge to touch your hips so his hands stayed on the bed. Your hands went down to his arms and you gently wrapped it around your waist. Daryl gently and slowly hugged you tighter and he had his head on your chest in the most non sexual way. You rubbed his hair and gently kissed it. Daryl let out a long breath and buried his head onto your neck.
You: Say it Daryl... Tell me you love me.
Daryl hesitated for a while, he pulled his head away from you and took one good look at your face. He brushed your hair away from your eyes and he cupped your left cheek.
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I’m planning to write some LoZ oneshots to fill a few of these hallowtober prompts so come October I’ll definitely have a few new LoZ fics posted!! They’ll be fairly whumpy too; and mostly focused on BotW/TotK Link and Zelda
moth’s notes: this has been in my head for a while
tags: possible ooc frank, grumpy!frank, past established relatinship, reader does not survive the snap-frank does, angst, reunion, angst, kissing, canon divergent, i don’t care for the mcu timeline or canon, dog!!!, author also hasn’t seen anything marvel related since black widow so ehhhhhh
word count: 0.9k
Five years, you keep reminding yourself. You were gone for five years.
Things were not going to be the same.
You stood outside the apartment that you and Frank had shared for years. You wondered if your dog was still here, you wondered if Frank…
Was Frank even still alive?
Many scenarios ran through your head. You hated yourself for leaving him during the battle. He could’ve died then and there. He could’ve survived, and he could hate you now.
You swallow and reach into your pocket. You grab your keys and try to slide them in.
The locks were changed. Fuck, no doubt the person inside had heard you trying to enter.
You back up quietly but you hear a deadbolt being opened and the door unlock. The door opens. You turn to look and see… Frank.
He looks older. More rugged, he has a messy beard, not to mention his hair. His eyes held a new pain. But it was still your Frank.
You both say nothing has you take in each other. He looks you up and down. You hadn’t changed at all. You looked exactly the same as you did when you left him in New York. When you left with Stark… Tears begin to fill Frank’s eyes.
“How?” His voice was gruff.
You shake your head. “It’s a long story…”
“Is it 5 years long?” Frank asks madly.
You begin to sob. You run your fingers through your hair and grasp into the strands.
“I don’t know how to explain it. I thought i was dying, the next i knew it felt like I was alive.”
“You left me,” Frank places a hand on his hip. “You leave and jump on a damn spaceship and I don’t see you again for five fuckin’ years! And you’re here now!” His voice is raised.
You hear growling. You knew that sound. It was your dog, Lace. The realization hits you, your puppy was here. You begin to calm.
“Lace, it’s okay girl.” Frank mumbles.
“Frank… you took care of her?” You ask. Tears spring to your eyes again. “She’s alive?”
“Course I did. Wasn’t gonna let her starve.” He leans off the doorframe and steps to the side and lets you inside the apartment.
It was a mess, no doubt about it. But you don’t care at all as you call out for you doberman. Her nails tap against the floor as she walks up to you.
You hold your hand out to her and let her smell you. Once Lace catches your scent and knows it’s you, she immediately cries out and flops against you. Her docked tail was wagging as fast as it could.
“Hi baby girl! I’m back. i’m here! Mama’s home!” You scratch her belly and let her lick anywhere she could reach. You look to Frank and smile.
One Lace calmed down, the three of you curled up on the couch. You lay in Frank’s arms, Lace was laying on the couch by your feet.
Frank has his face buried in your shoulder, letting himself be surrounded by you. Every once in a while he starts crying again. You rub his cheekbone, and kiss his tears away each time.
“Thought i’d never see ya again.” Frank confesses.
You kiss his hand that was intertwined with yours. “I’m sorry Frankie.”
Frank smiles at that. “Missed you calling me that.”
“Is that right?” You ask. You turn and face him.
Frank’s hands find your braid and begins to unweave it gently. He runs his fingers through your waves.
“What’s on your mind?” You ask. You run a thumb against his knuckles.
“Just… havin’ you here in my arms. It’s been too fuckin’ long.”
You nod in agreement. “It feels like just last night for me. We were doing this. It’s strange. It’s not fair.”
“No it ain’t. You’re right about that.”
“I shouldn’t have gone, I shouldn’t have left you.” You take a shaky deep breath in. Trying to hold tears back you run your fingers through Frank’s hair. “You still look good you know that?”
Frank scoffs. He rolls his eyes, “I look like a caveman.”
“No you don’t. You’re still my handsome guy.”
Frank looks up at you and the mentioned of being yours.
“Y/n…” He begins to sit up. “It’s been five years… I’m not the same.”
You tilt your head at him. “What do you mean?”
“I’m not the man you fell in love with. I can’t be that for you anymore.”
“Frank what-“
“I still love you. But i’m afraid of what will happen. I lost you once, I was so afraid of losing you again. You come back…” He rubs his eyes.
“I came back for you.” You say tears running down your face. “As soon as my eyes opened I-“
Frank cuts you off with a kiss. It tells you everything. His sadness, his desperation, his lust.
You meet him with the same fervor. Your grasp onto his hair and pull slightly. He lets out a groan.
Frank pulls away.
“Sorry, I’m sorry Frank- did I? Was that too much?”
“No, jus’ feelin’ you is driving me crazy.” He leans his forehead against yours. “Can’t do it tonight baby girl. I just want to hold you. Please?”
You nod slowly and hold you face in your hands. “Whatever you need Frank. I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
“I’m holdin’ you to that.”
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Can you imagine that one of your manifestations would happen in real life?
This story about my 13-year-old manifestation that I forgot, and I literally buried it in my deepest memory/inside my head, that I never knew if it existed, and out of the blue, after hearing someone sing that one specific song, I feel like I know who you are, and like I've known you for a long time.
Saturday, 20:14
I'm on my phone, doom-scrolling my social media to forget my problem. There is nothing special there, just some random news, random memes, random photos, and random videos. I was chilling there until I saw a video of someone singing a specific song that I hadn't heard in a long time. All of a sudden, I felt that something familiar had crawled into my mind. It's not about the song I'm talking about, but something deeper, and it gives me a flashback to when I was in middle school. Maybe it sounds stupid, but that's how I felt when first time I heard that.
Tuesday, 12:04
The bell rang, signaling time to go home. I'm talking to my friend about our favorite singer while we're walking in the hallway after class ended. My friend was gossiping that a singer was releasing an album, and we ended up staying on the bridge in our school that connects one building to another, while watching other students leave school. After a couple of minutes talking about it, I've been thinking and imagining while talking with my friend that it would be romantic if I had a boyfriend who sang me one specific song while playing the guitar.
Friday, 11:04
The other week, after I saw the video on social media, my brother sent me a message with the concert poster and asked me if I knew the people on the poster, and I said I knew them. He also sent me the following question: he asked me whether I knew their song, and I answered it with one word: 'yes'. Something unexpected happened after that bunch of questions he asked: he texted me to go to the concert, and he had already saved the ticket. I don't understand what he said, then he explains that his friend buy the ticket concert but unfortunately can't go there, and he sells the ticket to him and thinks he can give it to his girlfriend, but she can't go there to cause she has to go somewhere with her family, then he ended up gives the ticket to me, so I have to go there even though I'm not in the mood to go out by myself. If someone asked me the reaction after I got the ticket concert of someone that I saw the video on social media and the video gives me a flashback of one the cute memories, It feels like you got $10 billion from someone without doing anything or everything that describe how bizarre this situation. I can't describe it but of course I'm so happy over the moon.
Thursday, 20:27
A month after I got the free ticket to the concert from my brother, here I'm waiting for my brother to pick me up after the concert. I feel so sleepy and starving at the same time cause meet to a bunch of people that I didn't know, it's so draining. After my brother picks me up, I tell him to go to the store to buy some food, and we go to a Japanese store to go get some sushi. My mind now really wants to go home, but I'm so hungry I can't even choose the menu. I let my brother choose it and just walk, following my brother everywhere because I'm so tired to even walk or choose the menu. Even when we in the store cashier, I move a bit to the side of the counter, so I can close my eyes for a moment, while my brother pays for the food we buy. Someone is tapping my shoulder. I thought that was my brother, but I saw he was still in line. Then I turned my body, and I saw 3 of people that I know, but I'm not sure who they are because I feel like my body is still in the store, but my mind and my soul are already in my bed. After a moment, someone in front of me explained that they were unable to make payment, and when I'm trying to understand what they said I'm accidentally having an eyes contact with someone behind them which I think they're the same group of people who can make payment. Unexpectedly after the eye contact, I realized that someone behind them is the one that make flashback to my middle school era just because of the voice that sang one specific song. I helped them and after that we ended up eating together.
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frank castle takes you to his favorite coffee place
moth’s note: sorry if this sucks! don’t let me know. this is my first time writing frank.
tags: and they were neighbors, possible ooc frank, coffee date, first date, fluff, discussions of vampires, first kiss, mention of edibles
word count: 0.7k
The coffee shop ambience fills your ears as you enter. The warmt surrounded you and Frank. Frank shuts the door behind you.
It’s small but busy enough. You both take a seat in a corner booth. You lay your coat down on the booth beside you. “This place is nice,” you comment. “I can’t believe I’ve never heard of it before!”
Frank smiles. “Yeah, it’s definitely a hole in the wall, but let me tell you, they have the best mochas.”
You two look over a menu and you decide what you want. You give Frank your order and he smiles and he gets in line. He has his hands in his pockets the whole time he orders. He pays with cash and waits. He has his eyes on you the whole time.
You read your book silently. You look up and see Frank staring at you. You wave at him, he waves back.
You go back to your book.
“Kay, here we go. Here’s your stupid vanilla oatmilk latte, and I ordered us some alma one croissants. They’re amazing.”
You fake gasp at his insult. “Well excuse me, we all can’t have an immune system like you sir!”
“I’m just givin’ you shit. It’s actually one thing i like about this place, they’re very accommodating.”
“Thank you for bringing me here.” You take a sip of your latte. The warm foam instantly melts on your tongue. You can’t help the small moan that comes out.
“That good huh?” Frank jokes.
“Oh shut up. If you want to try something new you can have a sip of this.”
“Nah, i’m good sweetheart.” He winks as he sips his mocha.
An hour passes without you two even knowing. You were so deep in your conversations, you hadn’t even checked your phone once.
You two started talking about the book you were reading and it went off from there. You had both laughed so loud you thought you thought you were going to get kicked out at one point.
It was nice to see this side of Frank. Usually it’s quick hey’s in the morning, asking random favors of each other, or just passing each other in the hallway.
It wasn’t until one morning you had asked for some creamer from Frank and he asks if you had ever been to a coffee shop down the road.
Frank reaches over and grabs your hand. He hums. “Hands are warm.”
“It’s just from my latte. Your hands are cold.”
“Well that’s just me, always got cold fingers.”
“It’s true you do.” You nod in agreement. “One time you were giving me my tupperware back and,” you begin to laugh a little. “Your fingers were so fucking cold that for a split second i thought you were a vampire. Like a legitimate vampire.”
“That’s stupid!” Frank smiles at you folding his arms.
“Oh I know! Trust me.” You hold a hand up in defense.
“Wait so vampire- like Twlight vampire or uh, what is called… Lost Boys! Lost Boys vampire?”
“Lost Boys.” You say confidently. Definetly lost boys. I could see you on a motorcycle.”
“Having a motorcycle would be fun.” Frank agrees with a nod of his head.
You smile at him and sit in silence. “You want another latte?” Frank asks.
“Oh no, I’m okay. Thank you.”
“We should probably head back. They usually don’t let anyone stay here this long.”
“They must like you then Frank.”
Frank smirks. “Doubt it.”
You both walk out of the cafe when suddenly you stop. “Wait a sec, you paid for my coffee!”
Frank nods like it’s obvious. “Course. It was a date. It’s on me.”
He opens the door to his truck and helps you up. He sits the door behind you. You smile to yourself.
You both sit in a comfortable silence as Frank drives you both home.
He pulls in to the covered parking.
“Frank?”
“Yeah baby?”
You can’t help but get warm at the nickname. “Do you wanna come up to my room? We can watch something or just chill. I have some edibles.”
“I’ll pass on the edibles this time but… I would love to come up.” He leans in and places a kiss on your lips. It was quick but there was passion behind it.
Frank leaves the truck and comes around and opens your door.
“Thanks.” you smile up at him
“Yeah.” He leans down and kisses you once again, this time holding your face gently. “That’s better.”
“Let’s go…” You take Frank’s hand and lead him up to your apartment, the one straight across from his.
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