She’s off limits. Too young. Fresh out of college. Too good for an old man. That’s what Frank Castle tries to convince himself internally. She’s a badass. A fighter. She doesn’t need him. They both know that. She makes him feel young again. Happy. Makes him quietly smile. But she’s So. Damn. Young. He feels guilty. Denies anything to do with her. Until he can’t. He’s 40. She’s in her early 20s. Customize your own y/n! Former/current Avenger with her own life, personality, appearance, and background.
Y/N is a rising actress in her early twenties who lands a major role opposite Jon Bernthal, an established actor in his mid-thirties. They meet for the first time during pre-production for Wolf of Wall Street: chemistry reads, rehearsals, wardrobe fittings, table reads, stunt preparation, and weeks of work before cameras ever start rolling.
Y/N is a Kook by birth but a Pogue by choice. And Rafe Cameron has never understood why. After years of arguments and mutual annoyance, their constant clashes begin turning into something neither wants to admit: attraction. A messy slow burn filled with Kook vs. Pogue drama, jealousy, tension, and I fucking hate that I want you energy.
One night while you’re bored, watching the storm on the rooftop of your apartment building and painting…he approaches. You know exactly who he is. Clinton Wilkins. Quarterback for the Texans. Things go fast. It’s suspicious how smooth and perfect things are. How romantic he is. It’s perfect. Too perfect. Too good to be true. There’s zero catch. Until… That’s when it hits. Him getting traded is in action. To the Panthers. That’s halfway across the country.
