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If you need help, call me. │ F.C.

Frank Castle is the type to listen to every detail about your dating life while knowing he’s the reason none of it ever seems to work out. ~ Frank is your next door neighbor. At first, you couldn’t stand him. He was extremely distant, cold, and occasionally helped you carry your groceries to your floor. Since moving to this apartment complex, you couldn’t help but notice that every person you go out with mysteriously ghosts you afterward. At first it was annoying, being new to a place where you couldn’t seem to keep someone around for a whole night. But after a few weeks, a post-it was stuck to your door. It read “If you need help, call me. Frank.” with his number written along the bottom. It wasn’t until your most recent date, where things had fallen apart and left you crying on a rain-soaked curb that the number had been of use. Who knew one call to Frank Castle to ask for a ride would slowly let you piece together the reason no one else has stuck around?

Protective Frank CastleSoft Frank CastleAngstHurt/ComfortRomanceSlow BurnPiningAge Difference
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A Familiar Kind of Wound

Frank Castle x Nurse!Reader Frank Castle has never been particularly good at being a neighbor. He keeps to himself, rarely speaks, and has a habit of disappearing for days at a time. The only things you know about the man living next door are that he's painfully private, occasionally helps carry your groceries upstairs, and seems to have a talent for looking like he hasn't slept in weeks. As an emergency department nurse, you're accustomed to dealing with difficult people. You're also accustomed to recognizing injuries that don't quite add up. And Frank Castle is full of them. It starts with a knock on your door sometime after 3 A.M. He's bleeding, refusing to go to the hospital, and clearly expecting you to ask questions he has no intention of answering. You should probably mind your own business. But between late-night knocks, conversations through apartment walls, and the occasional unexpected appearance outside your hospital, Frank slowly becomes less of a mysterious neighbor and more of a permanent fixture in your life. The problem is that Frank Castle has spent years keeping people at a distance for their own protection. And you're beginning to give him a reason to stop. Because you're a nurse. You're supposed to know how to help people heal. You just never expected your most difficult patient to live next door.

AngstSlow BurnNeighborsFrank Castle is Bad at FeelingsAge DifferencePossessive BehaviorDeveloping RelationshipOn-Again/Off-Again Relationship
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The Heir of the Night

Being born to the High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court was supposed to mean having everything. But their daughter has never been particularly interested in becoming the next High Lady. And then there is Nyx, her older brother, who has always seemed far more comfortable with the responsibility of being an heir. Unlike him, she has never quite understood where she belongs. Her magic is unpredictable. Her temper is unmistakably her father's. Her stubbornness is entirely her mother's. And despite being raised in the safest place in Prythian, she has spent most of her life feeling as though she is living inside a story that was written before she was born. Until something begins hunting her. Something that recognizes the power in her blood. And something that knows what she is capable of becoming. It begins with the stars disappearing. With shadows moving when she isn't looking. With dreams of a throne that has been buried for thousands of years. And then, one night, someone comes looking for her. Someone who knows her name. Someone who knows what she is. As attacks against the Night Court's borders become increasingly personal, Rhysand and Feyre grow more secretive, refusing to explain why their daughter has suddenly become the most heavily guarded female in Prythian. But Y/n has never been particularly good at following instructions, and she soon discovers that her existence is connected to an ancient power the High Lords once went to war to destroy. Now, with the courts growing restless and an unfamiliar male from the Autumn Court offering answers no one else will give her, Y/n must uncover the truth before those hunting her finally succeed. Because whatever is awakening inside her is not simply the magic of her parents. And whatever is coming for her has been waiting a very, very long time.

The Autumn Court (A Court of Thorns and Roses)FantasyRomanceSlow BurnPost-CanonFamily DynamicsMatesAngst
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What We Inherit │ P.P.

Y/n Stark didn’t only inherit Tony’s genius and sarcasm, and Peter Parker begins to learn that the two can be similar in the worst of ways. Especially when an unknown call comes in from a Manhattan residence hosting a party-gone-wrong.

AngstHurt/ComfortEmotional Hurt/ComfortSlow BurnParent Tony StarkProtective Peter ParkerRomance
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Wrong Chat │ D.M.

It's a Friday night over Christmas break at Hogwarts. There's a party happening somewhere in the castle, everyone's drinking butterbeer (and a little something stronger), and you have been having a particularly entertaining evening. At some point, someone takes—or receives—a picture of you wearing an oversized white Hogwarts shirt and a loosened Slytherin tie. The picture is never meant to leave the original conversation. Except someone gets drunk, opens the wrong group chat, and sends it straight to the Slytherin boys' private chat. And suddenly, everyone's awake.

Slytherins Being SlytherinsOn-Again/Off-Again RelationshipHook-UpDraco Malfoy is Bad at FeelingsAlternate Universe - Modern SettingChristmas at HogwartsHurt/ComfortGetting Together
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