** Jon Bernthal fanfic ** **Older man trope** Naomi thought graduation night would be the beginning of her new life. Instead, she catches her longtime boyfriend cheating, gets blackout drunk, and ends the night with a bruised cheek and a broken heart. When her father's stern, older best friend, Jon, comes to her rescue, Naomi's life takes an unexpected turn. Forced to stay under his roof while her fathers on a work trip, she quickly learns that Lawson has rules-and she's determined to break every one of them. He's supposed to be the man protecting her. She's not supposed to start wanting him. And neither of them is prepared for what happens when the lines between them begin to blur.

The truth is finally out. What began as two nights that were never supposed to mean anything has become impossible to ignore. Jacob knows everything. He knows about the past, he knows about the feelings that came later, and he knows his father is in love with the woman he still calls his girlfriend. Jon tried to walk away. He tried to convince himself that wanting her wasn't enough to justify hurting his son. But staying away is one thing. Watching her belong to Jacob is another. Jacob refuses to give up the relationship they built, and Jon can no longer pretend he doesn't want the same woman for himself. Now there are no secrets left to protect them from the truth. Two men want the same woman. She loves them both. And no matter how long they avoid making the choice, one thing is certain, they can't all get what they want.

She never expected her one-night stand to be sitting at her father's Sunday dinner table the very next day. Jon is imagined as Jon Bernthal

It was supposed to be one night. No last names. No promises. No reason to ever see each other again. Jon was older, rough around the edges, and dangerously easy to want. By morning, you walked away knowing almost nothing about him, and expecting it to stay that way. Then you met Jacob. Charming, intense, and impossible to ignore, Jacob Callahan had a way of making everything feel like it belonged to him, including you. His temper should have been a warning. His jealousy probably should've been another. Instead, you fell for him. Months later, Jacob decides it's finally time for you to meet his family. And standing on the other side of the door is the one man you never expected to see again. Jon. Your boyfriend's father. One look is enough to know he remembers everything. Neither of you tells Jacob. What happened was before him. It meant nothing. It's over. At least, that's what you keep telling yourselves. Because the longer you're around the Callahans, the more you begin to realise just how alike father and son really are. The same temper. The same intensity. The same inability to let go. And, apparently, the same taste in women.

Shane Walsh has always been good at following the rules. Rule number one? Never look at your best friend's daughter like that. He breaks it the second she walks back into town as a grown woman. Before the world ended, Shane's biggest mistake was falling in love with the only woman he could never have. "Why do you get so angry every time I go out with someone?" "Because every time I see you with some guy who doesn't deserve five minutes of your time, I spend the whole damn night wonderin' if he's gonna treat you right... and I hate that I care as much as I do." Shane Walsh x OC Word count (so far) : 44,149 Start Date : 3/8/26 End Date: N/A 🥉 - #amcthewalkingdead (14/8/26) 🥈 - #dadsbestfriend (25/8/26) 🥇 - #ShaneWalsh (28/8/26) OMG?

Frank Castle was always just her dad's best friend. But when Valerie witnesses something she should have never seen. She suddenly now knows him better than anyone.

SOME MONSTERS DON'T HIDE UNDER YOUR BED,, THEY WELCOME YOU INTO THEIR HOUSE / cover by @heartfates

In the Pitt, hesitation can cost a life. Dennis Whittaker doesn't hesitate. Not anymore. After a split-second delay during a pediatric code, his attending, Robby, says two words that won't leave him alone: "You hesitated". And when Dennis instinctively reaches to steady him later that shift, Robby steps back with a quiet, sharp "Don't". Dennis adjusts the only way he knows how - silently. He pulls his hands in. Keeps his distance. Stops reaching first. But in a place where bodies collide, and lives hang in the balance, distance isn't as simple as stepping back. Because sometimes it only takes half a second to save someone. And half a second to lose something you didn't realize you wanted. This is my first ever fic, so don't expect too much. I'm also a first-semester nursing student, so there may be some medical inaccuracies; just bear with me. The writing will probably get better as time goes on and I get into a rhythm. I will try to update at least once a week. I hope you enjoy!