↣ In which the woman upstairs is loud, stubborn, and entirely too difficult to stop caring about. ❝The thing with healing is that we often come back more resilient, stronger in the areas we once thought were broken❞. ☆。*。☆。 ★。＼｜／。★ ✎ Started ↠ 22/8/2026 © 2026 by ◦ Viktoria ◦ ♬ Status ↠ Unedited. ♘ Based off of the Marvel universe ♘ ⌨ Cover made by me ⌨ ★。／｜＼。★ ☆。*。☆。

"Fuck. Elena, you really need to stop. I'm a grown man, Elena, not one of those little boys you're used to dealing with." New notification: 1 view-once photo. "Fuck. Stop it. I can see you from the window." Some lines are never meant to be crossed. Especially not the one right across the hallway. I know next to nothing about him. Nothing except his massive frame, the ungodly hours he comes home, and the dark exhaustion etched into his face whenever I secretly watch him from my window. He's a stranger, older, a man of few words, yet the pull between us is visceral. A suffocating, inexplicable tension that only thickens every time our paths cross. He knows he shouldn't come near me. So he keeps his distance, watching over me from afar, a fierce protective instinct and a quiet jealousy burning beneath the surface. Until tonight. A local dive bar, a boyfriend who just cheated on me, one drink too many, and my eyes finally colliding with his. Every boundary shatters. I don't know him, but tonight, his hands are the only place I want to lose myself in.

Frank Castle (Jon Bernthal) is the new man next door-older, guarded, and carrying a past Y/N knows better than to ask about. What starts as innocent neighbourly familiarity slowly turns into something neither of them can ignore. He knows the age gap is a line he shouldn't cross. Y/N is beginning to wonder why she wants him to.

One wrong chat. One very wrong picture. And the worst possible person to receive it: her boss, Frank Castle. She tells herself it's fine. It was an accident. He'll forget about it. He doesn't. And when he calls her into his office to "talk about what happened," she realizes forgetting it was never really an option.

He was never supposed to stay. Simon Riley was the kind of man people avoided in hallways-quiet, distant, always leaving before anyone could truly know him. The kind of neighbor Freya didn't expect to learn the sound of, or the rhythm of his life through a shared wall. And yet... somehow, she did. He didn't talk much. He didn't need to. She learned him in pieces instead-through repairs he didn't have to do, through the way he lingered a little longer each time he knocked, through the quiet ways he kept showing up when he didn't have a reason to. Simon didn't belong to softness. But he kept coming back to hers. A slowburn neighbor AU featuring Simon "Ghost" Riley, where domestic quiet turns into obsession, protection, and consequences neither of them are ready for.

"I've made you mine a long time ago, Iris, and you let me" -- Iris Mahera has gone through a fucked up life. The secrets she keeps hidden beneath the surface are consuming her slowly. But when her dad's friend moves into their house and becomes part of her life, she realizes secrets have a cost. Frank Castle has been chasing down a target for the past three months, his vengeance has had a long time coming and he is tired of waiting. His lead brings him to Orlando, where an old friend of his lives. Little does he know his daughter, the young child he met a few years back, is now all grown up, and apparently a very good liar. Their paths are destined to cross outside of the roof they share, their lies can't last long. But can they both overcome their past and let each other build a future? -- ❗ ongoing story. WARNING! This story contains mature content. A significant age gap Intimate scenes -- Read at your own risk

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.