This is a VERY slow burn. ----- Frank Castle has a routine. Before a job-and sometimes after-he stops at the same twenty-four-hour diner. Same corner booth. Same black coffee. Same waitress. Josie Monroe, twenty-five and new to New York City, knows Frank only as her quiet, intimidating regular. He barely talks, always sits facing the door, and occasionally shows up with bruised knuckles he refuses to explain. She has no idea what he really does. No idea that the man whose coffee she has waiting every night is the Punisher. Then Frank walks in one rainy night beaten, bloody, and barely holding himself together. Josie grabs the first-aid kit instead of asking questions. Frank knows he should stop coming. Because somewhere along the way, the diner stopped being part of his routine. Josie became it.

Twenty-two-year-old Lennon "Leni" Hayes comes home from college expecting a quiet summer-not to find her dad's best friend, Frank Castle, living across the hall. At thirty-eight, Frank is arrogant, protective, ridiculously attractive, and completely off limits. They've always known how to get under each other's skin, but their usual arguments quickly turn into lingering stares, jealous moments, late-night encounters, and tension neither can ignore. Frank knows crossing the line with his best friend's daughter is a terrible idea. Leni just wants to see how far she can push him before he finally breaks.

Mara never planned on letting Frank Castle get close. He's stubborn, dangerous, infuriatingly persistent-and far too accustomed to solving every problem with force. Mara refuses to become another problem he can simply fix. So when Frank starts calling, she declines. When he texts, she ignores him. When he pushes, she pushes back harder. But Frank Castle has never been good at walking away. What begins as irritation slowly becomes something neither of them expected. Lingering looks last a little too long. Arguments carry an edge that feels dangerously close to desire. His protectiveness becomes personal. Her carefully built walls begin to crack. Frank knows how to fight wars, hunt monsters, and survive things that should have killed him. Mara is different. She can't be chased down, intimidated, or won over with persistence alone. If Frank wants her, he'll have to learn something far more difficult than fighting- how to wait for her to choose him. A gritty, emotional slow-burn romance about two stubborn people, impossible boundaries, buried feelings, and a man discovering that the one battle he desperately wants to win is the one he can't force.

Frank Castle doesn't do neighbors. He doesn't make small talk. He doesn't get attached. And he sure as hell doesn't let people close enough to give him something to lose. Then Elana moves into the apartment across the hall with her one-year-old son, Noah. It starts small. A broken lock. A few bags of groceries. Noah's toy rolling against Frank's boot. Late-night texts that are only supposed to make sure they're safe. You home? Did you lock the window? Kid asleep? Frank tells himself he's just being careful. Protecting people is different from caring about them. Until Noah starts reaching for him whenever he walks into the room. Until Elana begins recognizing the man underneath the bruises, anger, and carefully constructed walls. Until the apartment across the hall starts feeling dangerously close to something Frank thought had been buried with his wife and children. A family. Frank knows exactly what happens to the people he loves. So when his violent world begins creeping toward Elana and Noah, every instinct tells him to walk away before they become another pair of names he carries with him. There's only one problem. Frank Castle has never been very good at walking away from someone who needs protecting. And somewhere between midnight text messages, baby toys scattered across his floor, and Elana refusing to be afraid of him, protecting his neighbors becomes something much more dangerous. He starts loving them.

When Y/N's parents leave for Europe, she's forced to stay with Frank-their family friend and her father's best friend. Frank has always been off-limits, but something changes between them when they're suddenly living under the same roof. Lingering looks, unexpected moments, and a tension neither of them wants to acknowledge begin blurring the line between what's innocent and what isn't. But Frank is hiding things. Secrets about his past, his bruised knuckles, and the life he keeps carefully hidden from everyone-including Y/N. The closer she gets to him, the more she realizes she may not know the man she's falling for at all.

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.

This is a fan fiction about the punisher. I am not following the time or the spesific story lines of the series. And I love happy endings, sue me, us punnisher fans deserve some love for getting stabbed multiple times while watching the show hahaha. (Frank CastlexThe punisherx OC female) (Mention of violence, sex crimes, drug use, scars, profanity and other stuff. It's the punisher I don't know what to tell ya.) In a city of shadows, a brilliant hacker and a vengeful ex-soldier team up to take down corrupt elites. Tensions rise, secrets unravel, and their paths collide in a deadly fight for justice. Where will their path lead? !!!!!!None of the punnisher characters belong to me!!!!!

"The world will end before I ever forgive you. Even then I don't think I would." [Shane Walsh x OC] Highest Rankings [Hot] No.1 #Shanewalsh No.1 #Jonbernthal No.5 #Negan

At thirty-six, he's a lethal ghost who views her strictly as an assignment. At twenty-one, she's a reckless scientist who refuses to be told when to breathe. He's supposed to keep her safe and keep his distance. Instead, she's ruining his detachment, and he's realizing some lines are meant to be broken.

All I can say, Shane is where we start, let's see where we end <3 18+ SMUT WARNING