looking disrespectfully 👁👅👁
Good lord
I think it might be time for a rewatch 🥵
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looking disrespectfully 👁👅👁
Good lord
I think it might be time for a rewatch 🥵
Squares Filled: Writer’s Choice @writing-in-the-dark-bingo // ‘You get what you give’ @buckybingo // Conductor of a Symphony @acrosstheuniversebingo Word Count: 2287 Warnings: I am not responsible for your social media consumption. Credits: Images from google // Harper for the hoe-spiration A/N: So, this is spiraling out of control. I have no idea how long it’s going to go on. I really hope you’re enjoying this because I’m loving the hell out of writing it.
Oooooo Bucky is a bit of a douche bag!!
Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose read.
A/N: Thanks @harper-emory-writes - we love our murder daddy.
Just another day at the gym. Another day that Y/N trained for her fight. Another day that she watched the dark-haired man with the trim muscles work out on the other side of the gym.
“His name is Castle,” her trainer Jessica told her.
“What?” Y/N questioned, confused as she hadn’t been staring or said anything about him.
“The guy you keep staring at. Frank Castle. Really quiet. I don’t think he’s said ten sentences to me,” her trainer continued. “Left hook, jab, knee, block.”
Y/N performed the sequence her trainer instructed and glanced over to see Frank watching her in the mirror. She smirked and repeated the sequence with the opposite hand.
“Alright, that’s enough for today. Stretch it out, I’m gonna go talk to Luke,” Jessica said as she walked off to talk to the gym owner, Luke Cage.
As Y/N worked on cooldown stretches, she focused on breathing and form and neglected to hear the soft footsteps approaching behind her.
“You should tuck your elbow in a little more on your jab,” a voice said from behind her.
Looking up, she saw Frank standing over her. Y/N scoffed and got to her feet. “My jab is just fine, thank you.” She crossed her arms and stared at him intensely. “I’m sure you’ve had a few fights in your day but you really shouldn’t tell a professional fighter that’s 10-1 how to fix her jab.”
He smirked and turned his head, licking his lips before turning back to face her. “I’ll make you a deal. I block all of your swings and you’ll have a drink with me.”
Y/N nodded and considered for a moment. “And if I land a punch?”
“Then you’ll have dinner with me.”
“That sounds an awful lot like you win either way,” she sassed as she climbed into the ring.
“Is that you accepting my offer?” he questioned with a quirk of an eyebrow.
“Get in here and find out.”
I would thank this man for murdering me!! 🥵
I need moooooooore of this !!
Lookit my fellow Jon hoe sliding into my ask box with some inspo. 😉😋😋 (She knows what I'm working on, but most of the details are closely guarded.)
I guess now's as good a time as any to announce, huh?
Ooooooo interesting 🤔
*gifs found on Tenor
Happy Monday all 😘