"He promised me, you know? He promised that we'd figure it out together.... But I guess 'together' meant something totally different to him than it did to me." - Micheal x Fem oc [ This story will be full of flashbacks and present-day scenes ] PRETTY PLEASE! read the warnings before continuing with this story as it might get triggering for a few.

"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.

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.

Sharing one bed with Bob Reynolds some suggestive content but nothing nsfw | 18+

"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."

I loved the Thunderbolts* movie and decided to make one-shots, my OC is Kassie Sorti, the rest is explained in the story!

y/n is a hard working painter, trying to make the ends meet. She lives with and takes care of her sick Uncle, the only one she has for a family. She has dreams to make it big, and when the desperation for money strikes, she has to make a choice. Walk away after listening to an incredible deal that would fix all her problems, or take up the deal. A top secret, risky deal, which involves meeting Harry Styles. A man once rumored to be a dangerous secret weapon of a leading mafia. artist!y/n x mafia!harry (he's also a doctor)

"I smile up at Harry, and I decide that I was far too panicked for nothing. Harry was all I needed, and I wouldn't be in this alone. I have him and four other boys to help me through life, and that's all I could ask for." thanks for all the feedback. if you like it feel free to share the link around. much love xxx

Elodie Fisher, Catalyst, used to be one of the greats. A hero who spent her time with Captain America, unlearning the ways she was once taught back in the lab. Steve Rogers, the man she looked up to as a father, left her only to die of old age a couple of months later. It was the lack of emotion that caused her to crawl, hands and knees, into Valentina's cunning hands, forcing her to meet a group of questionably moraled anti-heroes; The Thunderbolts. A Bob Reynolds love story.

Summary: A spontaneous moment of breaking and entering at the newly-inhabited Watchtower leads to a chance encounter between yourself and a mysterious man named Bob. One touch and he knows your darkest secret, but instead of turning you in, Bob claims you're "one of us". Can the uncontrollable power within you help you find where you truly belong, and along the way, perhaps lead you to the love of your life? Bob Reynolds x female Enhanced!reader (nickname Ember) No use of Y/N