​He has one rule: protect her 24/7 and keep his distance. ​Frank Castle is mature, cold, and disciplined to a fault-the family's most trusted bodyguard, an unshakeable presence. She is stubborn, defiant, and determined to test his every limit. ​By day, their relationship is strictly professional. But once the lights go out, forced proximity and heavy silences begin to chip away at Frank's iron restraint. ​Some lines should never be crossed. Especially after hours.

↣ 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 ⌨ ★。／｜＼。★ ☆。*。☆。

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.

"Oh lord, oh lord, what have I done? I've fallen in love with a man on the run." . . . "oh lord, oh lord, what do I do? I've fallen for someone who's nothing like you, he's raised on the edge of the devil's backbone." . . . Scarlett Murdock doesn't know anything about her new neighbor, but she will eventually and she'll be put to the test. Because the man she will fall in love with, was raised on the edge of the devil's backbone, and that, comes with many risks. -This story will have SPOILERs for season 2 of Daredevil And Jessica Jones, so be aware! -This story is inspired by the song Devil's Backbone by The Civil Wars

Brooke, known as Lacey on the stage, is a 21-year-old stripper with no family and barely enough money to survive. She's used to being on her own. Until she meets Frank Castle. What starts as a chance encounter quickly becomes an obsession, pulling Brooke into a dangerous world she never asked for.

** 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.

Allie has lived next door to Jon for as long as she can remember. He's always been just... there, the quiet house beyond the fence line, the man who keeps to himself, the one who never quite joins the rest of the world. Now she's freshly twenty-one, and everything feels different. He's thirty-five, a retired actor who left Hollywood behind for a quieter life, and he still doesn't belong to anyone, or at least that's what he seems to want people to believe. But distance has a way of changing shape when you've spent years growing up just out of reach of someone.