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indifferent-depravity · 8 months

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If requests are open, can you do a Frank Castle x Virgin innocent reader? With Frank having a corruption kink?

CW: dub-con, daddy kink, under-negotiated sex

Minors DNI 18+

A/N: I hope this is what you were wanting!!! and don't forget requests for everything are open so if you'd like to see anything from me feel free to drop it in my ask box :)

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Sometimes Frank can’t believe you’re with him. He’s sure others can’t either when they see you next to him, all sunshine and pretty little sundresses smiling at him like he hung the moon. It’s no surprise to him when you tell him you’re a virgin after a month of seeing him. And it makes something ache inside him to taint your innocence, to run his bloodstained hands over your untouched skin and pull you right into the gutter with him.

He watches you pad around the kitchen, the way your short skirt swishes around your thighs making his cock twitch with interest. You turn to give him a wide grin, utterly unaware of his filthy thoughts as you tease, “You’re staring, Frankie.” He snorts, even your nickname for him is innocent. Frank crosses the kitchen and leans down to kiss you, hands sliding around your waist to tug you closer. A slight whine slips from the back of your throat and you stretch on your toes to wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back eagerly.

You’re breathless when he pulls away, a faint blush rising high on your cheeks that makes his cock throb. “What was that for?” Your voice is shy and he smiles at you, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek.

“Do I need a reason to kiss my girl?” Frank asks lightheartedly and your blush deepens, cheek burning under his palm as you nuzzle into his hand. He leans down to kiss you again and runs his tongue along the seam of your lips, humming as they part to allow his tongue to push inside. You moan pathetically against his lips as his tongue delves into your mouth and he makes a quiet noise in response, gripping your waist as he backs you against the counter.

You break the kiss with a gasp and hide your face against his chest, “F-Frankie if you keep kissing me like that…” you trail off into a whine, pressing your face harder against him.

He chuckles and runs his hand down your back, stopping just before he reaches your ass, “What, baby? Am I making you horny?” You squeak in response and he laughs, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “is your little pussy getting wet from my kisses, hm?” You squeeze your eyes shut tightly and nod against his chest, face burning with embarrassment.

“How ‘bout you lemme kiss it and make it better, baby?” Frank trails kisses down your neck and you tip your head back with a sigh, pressing your thighs together as your cunt clenches around nothing. He sneaks a hand under your dress, squeezing a handful of your ass as he rocks his hardening bulge against your hip.

“I don’t know if I’m ready…” your breath hitches as his fingers dip between your thighs, pressing teasingly against your clothed core.

He hooks his middle finger in your panties, humming as your wetness immediately soaks his digit, “C’mon baby, I can feel how much you want it. Lemme show you how good it can feel.” Your cheeks burn at his teasing tone but you nod tentatively, muffling a moan against Frank’s chest as the tip of his finger sinks into your cunt.

You feel his chest vibrate with a laugh and you pull your face from his chest to pout at him, mouth falling open with a pathetic whimper as his finger sinks deeper into you. Frank gently nips your bottom lip, brushing his lips against the corner of your mouth, “What do you say? Gonna let me make my girl feel good?” His finger slips out of you and you whine at the loss, nodding your head tentatively.

“O-Okay. I trust you, Frankie.”

He hums in approval and slips his hands down to the backs of your thighs, urging you to wrap your legs around his waist as he quickly lifts you into the air. You squeak in alarm, quickly wrapping your arms around his neck for support as he crosses the kitchen toward your bedroom. Heat pools in your stomach as his hard-on presses against your core, the size of his cock making your heart race.

Frank lays you gently on the bed and covers you with his body, connecting your lips in a slow kiss as his hands explore your body. You squeeze your legs around him as he trails kisses down your neck, head tipping back with a soft sigh as he works the skin over your pulse with his teeth. Your dress bunches around his forearms as he delves underneath it to curl his fingers into the waistband of your panties.

“I’m gonna take these off, okay?” You hum nervously but lift your hips off the bed to help him, fingers twisting in the blankets. He eases the material down your thighs, kneeling between your splayed legs as he lets your panties drop to the floor.

Frank kisses up your thigh, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh when your legs start to close. “Don’t close your legs, little girl, lemme see that pretty pussy.” He dips his thumb into your folds, causing shocks of pleasure to run down your spine as he brushes over your clit. Your hips buck into his touch of their own accord, a whimper falling from your lips as his mouth trails closer to your throbbing core.

The first drag of his tongue over your folds punches the air out of your chest, hands falling to grab his hair as you grind up into his mouth. He moans and spreads your folds with his thumb and forefinger, sucking your clit into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud and you arch off the bed, molten pleasure pooling in your stomach.

Frank groans against you as your wetness coats his tongue, “fuck, you taste so good baby.” He traces the tip of his tongue through your folds to prod against your entrance. You shudder as his tongue sinks into your cunt, fingers tugging at the hair tangled around them.

His thumb presses against your clit as he thrusts his tongue into you and you cry out, thighs clenching around his head. “Frankie! Fuck, think ‘m gonna-” Your words slur as he wraps his lips around your clit, body seizing painfully as he forces you over the edge.

Frank replaces his mouth with his fingers, pressing his cheek against your thigh as he gently helps you through your orgasm, only stopping once you’re limp against the bed. “How was that, baby? Good?” He hums, running his fingers through your folds. Your eyes slide shut and you nod with a drunken smile, at a loss for words as you try to catch your breath.

He palms his cock through his jeans and presses a kiss against the soft skin of your inner thigh before pushing against your hip to turn you on your stomach. You shift onto your stomach without protest, sighing as Frank runs a gentle hand over your ass. His hand leaves your ass only to deliver a harsh smack and you yelp, twisting back to look at him incredulously. You pout at him with a whine, “Frankie, that hurt!” He smiles and drops a kiss over the reddening mark as he rises to his feet.

Frank presses your shoulders back against the bed with a gentle kiss to your lips as his hand slips between your thighs, “It was meant to, baby. Can’t have such a cute little ass like that and not expect me to give it some love.”

You whimper as he pushes two fingers into you, a tinge of pain bleeding into the pleasure as he starts thrusting his fingers into you before you have time to adjust. You reach back to grab his wrist with a whine, shuddering as he continues his punishing rhythm, “s-slow down!”

He hums and delivers another blow to your ass, growling as your cunt clenches around his fingers. “Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Frank squeezes your ass, spreading you open to watch his fingers disappear inside you with a groan. A quiet moan escapes your lips as he curls his fingers, a tremor running through you as he urges you toward your second orgasm of the night.

He twists his fingers in your hair to force your head back, pushing his tongue into your mouth roughly. You whine into the kiss and struggle to rise up on your elbows as his grip on your hair makes your back arch painfully. “Frank, I-I don’t-“ your words break with a gasp as he forces you over the edge once more, arms struggling to keep you upright as the waves of pleasure sap the strength from your limbs.

Frank hums approvingly as he fingers you through your orgasm, “Tha’s it, cum for me like a good little slut.” Tears burn your eyes as he finally lets go of your hair and you slump back down on the bed, body limp as the aftershocks thrum through you. You feel the bed dip behind you as Frank climbs on the bed behind you.

He grabs your hips roughly, pulling you up onto your knees as he settles between your legs. You whine at the rough treatment, weakly reaching back to catch Frank’s wrist as he grinds against your cunt. “W-wait a sec! I need- I need…” you trail into a moan as the tip of his cock catches your oversensitized clit, jerking away from the feeling. Frank makes a disapproving noise, gripping your hips tighter as he pulls you back against him.

“No runnin’ away, baby, lemme give you what you need.” He soothes and grabs the base of his cock, pressing the tip against your entrance teasingly, “This is what you need,” He grits his teeth as his cock slowly sinks into you, “A nice hard fucking.” To his credit he stills once he bottoms out inside you, smoothing his hands over your sides as he lets you adjust to his size. You take a shaky breath, air catching in your throat at the overwhelming fullness inside you.

The drag of his cock inside you burns with overstimulation as he slowly rocks into you. His hands catch your hips in a bruising hold as he snaps his hips forward, burying his length inside you in one rough thrust. A shriek rips from your throat as the tip hits your cervix, a painful spark lighting in your stomach. “C-careful! Y-you need to slow down!”

“It’s okay, baby, this is how it’s supposed to be,” Frank shushes you, pulling your hips back into his thrusts with a quiet grunt. “Pussy just sucking me right in, huh? Takin’ my cock so well, baby, perfect little slut f’me.” You whine at his words, pressing your face into the blankets as your cheeks burn with embarrassment. He chuckles and leans over your body to brush his lips over your heated cheek, growling lowly as the change in position lets his cock slide in deeper.

Frank braces his forearm against the bed, freeing a hand to run over your side, groaning as he squeezes a handful of your ass. “Don’t like being called dirty names, huh, baby? You just wanna be daddy’s good girl.” He says teasingly and you whimper, a shudder running through you at his words. “Aw, you like that? Being my good little girl and letting me fuck you how I want?” He grins, dropping a kiss against your shoulder as you clench around him, nodding with a sob. The pain from his rough thrusts finally gives way to pleasure and you moan loudly as you teeter dangerously on the edge of another orgasm.

He hums, rubbing his thumb over the swell of your ass, each swipe inching closer to your asshole. “Even if I wanted to sink my cock in here, hm?” He asks and presses the tip of his thumb against the puckered hole, “Would my good little girl let Daddy fuck her ass?” Frank rolls his hips against yours and you shake underneath him, barely hearing him as your third orgasm of the night rushes through you after a well-aimed thrust brushes against your g-spot.

You can faintly hear his pleasure-laced chuckle as he slips out of you, his hands tugging at you to turn you on your back. You look up at him, blearily watching as he straddles your waist, hand moving quickly over his length. Frank cums with a broken groan, hunching over you as he paints you with his seed.

He leans down to kiss you gently, using his tongue to push his cum into your mouth. You whine into the kiss as the taste of him invades your mouth, sleep-heavy arms coming up to wrap around his neck. Frank pulls away and cups your cheek, gently stroking the soft skin with his thumb, “Such a good girl for Daddy, hm?” You nod, cheek burning beneath his hand as you nuzzle into his touch.

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brooklynmuseum · 1 year

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We began work on January 28, but the highlight of this week was the January 31 visit to the site by Anne Pasternak, the Brooklyn Museum Director, and members of the Museum’s Board of Governors. We were thrilled to be able to show them the site where Brooklyn has worked for the past 40+ years. We hope they enjoyed their visit.

As promised last week, here are the members of our team. Our foreman again this year is Abdel Aziz Farouk Sharid (left). He and our inspector, Haitham Mohamed Sa’ad el-Din are discussing the season’s work. The Supreme Council of Antiquities (SCA) assigns an inspector to every expedition to act as liaison with the SCA and help facilitate the work. We are happy to have Haitham with us this season.

Besides Abdel Aziz, the Qufti who working with us this year are Abdel Aziz’s brother Ayman Farouk Sharid (center), the foreman for the Johns Hopkins University expedition who works with us when Hopkins isn’t in the field; and Mamdouh Kamil, who has worked with us for many seasons. All are from the village of Quft (ancient Coptos), which has a long tradition of archaeology going back to the late 19th century. Ayman and Abdel Aziz are the sons of one of the great Egyptian archaeologists, the late Farouk Sharid Mohamed, who was a beloved friend and treasured colleague. His sons are worthy successors to him.

You are looking northwest at the first court of Temple A, which stands northeast of the Mut Temple. We are working in two areas of the court this year. In 2019 we were able to confirm that that the row of limestone features on the court’s south side were sphinx bases. This season we want to see if there are remains of corresponding bases on the north side (right). We are also clearing the corridor between the south colonnade and the south wall of the court (left).

By the end of the week (February 2) the results in the north square were equivocal. Looking north, you can see an area of decayed limestone on the right side of the square that might be the remains of a sphinx base. On February 1, Mamdouh uncovered the round, dark feature to the left of the “sphinx base” that might be a tree hole. Sphinx avenues often had trees planted between the sculptures.

The work on the corridor was more productive. By the middle of the week Ayman had cleared a mass of broken stone and revealed the lowest course of the court’s south wall (left) and the footing of the temple’s 2nd Pylon. Both sit on a sand foundation that you can see below the blocks of stone. It was common to use sand in the foundations to level out uneven ground.

On February 1 our Dutch colleague, Jacobus (Jaap) van Dijk joined us for another season. First thing on the morning of February 2, Ayman called us over to show us an interesting find: a large relief-decorated block. Jaap immediately got down to have a look.

The block has a beautifully carved relief of Amun that clearly is Thutmoside in style, that is, from the reign of Hatshepsut and/or Thutmosis III, of the mid-15th century BC. What makes it particularly interesting is the small, shallowly carved graffito of a God’s Wife of Amun facing the Amun and dating stylistically to Dynasty 25 or 26, about 700 years after the god’s face was carved. God’s Wives of Amun were priestesses, usually the sisters or daughters of kings, who wielded great political power in the Third Intermediate Period and later.

Just west of the Amun block was smaller cube of stone with a sunk relief depiction of a man’s foot on base lines with the top of a cartouche and the “son of Re” title below. The style of the foot (very long) and the vertical element of the cartouche date it to the reign of Akhenaten. It probably came originally from his temple in East Karnak, built before the king moved the capital to Amarna. The artist paid attention to detail when painting the relief, painting the head of the goose (“son”) blue but its beak and eye red. The Brooklyn Museum has an interesting group of Amarna Period reliefs showing a pastoral scene.

By the end of the week Ayman and his crew had cleared the bases of the first 3 columns of the colonnade, working from west to east. The blocks of the bases are large: 70 cm by 125 cm and almost 100 cm thick.

We are also planning on restoring 2 fallen columns in the colonnaded porches in front of the Mut Temple. The one in the East Porch is shown here as it was found in 1979. Work hasn’t started on these yet; there will be more about the restoration next week.

One of our favorite birds is the tiny, bright bee eater, so called because it catches insects in mid-air. This is the first we’ve seen this season.

An unusual cloud formation seen at sunset one night. Angels? Extraterrestrials?

Posted by Richard Fazzini and Mary McKercher

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