#franklin nelson fic

[nelson-et-murdock]

Canyon Moon - Foggy Nelson x Reader

Summary: A part 2 to Falling. Much happier than part 1. Beginning is roughly 3 weeks after Falling ends. Inspired by Canyon Moon by Harry Styles.

Read Falling here

Pairing: Foggy Nelson x fem!Reader (No y/n)

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and it's consumption, allusions to/implied smut, fluff, angst at the beginning

Word Count: 2.8k

flashbacks italicized, lyrics italicized and blue

My works are not to be republished, translated, or otherwise redistributed without express written consent from myself

After seeing Foggy at Josie’s you felt that it was time to work on moving on. You weren’t completely over him, or even slightly over him if you were being honest with yourself. However, you felt that being more sociable and stopping your attempts to numb the pain of the absence would help. You hung out with Matt and Karen more, mostly at your apartment but you were more willing to go to Josie’s with them than you had been as well.

You still hadn’t reached out to Foggy, having seen him with whoever he was with at Josie’s had hurt and you didn’t feel that reaching out would help. About a week after seeing him at the bar, he tried to reach out to you. You ignored his calls and texts, not wanting to talk to him. One of the times he called, you were with Matt at your apartment and he heard the specific ringtone you had set for Foggy when you first met, not bothering to change it when you broke up. “You know he misses you right?” Matt told you, sincerity evident in his voice, “and I know you miss him too.”

You still hadn’t reached out to Foggy, having seen him with whoever he was with at Josie’s had hurt and you didn’t feel that reaching out would help. About a week after seeing him at the bar, he tried to reach out to you. You ignored his calls and texts, not wanting to talk to him. One of the times he called, you were with Matt at your apartment and he heard the specific ringtone you had set for Foggy when you first met, not bothering to change it when you broke up. “You know he misses you right?” Matt told you, sincerity evident in his voice, “and I know you miss him too.”

“Don’t,” you responded, not wanting to think of how much you missed Foggy. “If he missed me he wouldn’t have been laughing with someone else at the bar,” you sighed, “and besides, I’m fine.”

“People who are fine don’t sleep in the guest room and on the couch,” Matt responded, “just answer the next time he calls.” He was right, you hadn’t slept in your bed since the night you saw Foggy at Josie’s. Every time you tried, the bed felt empty and it usually resulted in you tossing and turning all night.

A few days later, you gave in when Foggy called. You weren’t sure why it was different that time, but you felt that it would work now. “Hey. Can we meet up at Josie’s or something or even at the apartment? I just want to talk to you,” you heard Foggy speak, voice sounding desperate.

“Let’s meet at Josie’s tonight when you’re done at the office,” you responded, smiling at the sound of his voice and the slight bit of hope it brought you.

“I’ll see you there at 7, pretty,” he responded, a smile now evident in his voice.

You nervously got ready to see Foggy, choosing to wear a shirt he had bought for you when you two first got together and a pair of jeans. You wanted to keep it simple, unsure of where tonight would lead. Despite the conversation on the phone and how he sounded happy that you agreed to meet with him, your mind still worried about the worst possible outcome. You checked the time as you put the finishing touches to your outfit before heading out the door and making your way to Josie’s.

When you walked in, Foggy was already waiting for you. “I wasn’t sure you’d actually come. I’ve missed you,” he said with a small smile on his face.

“I’ve missed you too. I’m so sorry for everything that happened,” you said as he pulled you into a hug. You smiled as you wrapped your arms around him, finding comfort in his warm embrace that you had missed so much.

The two of you then headed over to the bartop together as butterflies erupted in your stomach. “Who was the girl you were with the night Matt and Karen tried to get us back together?” you asked him, voice full of simple curiosity.

“She was an ex-girlfriend. I wanted nothing to do with her past a professional relationship and needed help with something,” he told you, sincerity evident in the way he talked. “That’s all the conversation was up until she saw you walk in. That’s when she started laughing and joking, knowing you'd see and not want to talk to me,” he said as he reached for your hand.

Oh, I’m going home

After meeting with Foggy at Josie’s the two of you decided to start your relationship again. The two of you both thought that it would be best to take getting back into the swing of your relationship slowly. One major thing the two of you discussed when talking about working things out again was going on your first date again, wanting to see if the feelings were actually still there or if the two of you simply missed the familiarity that you provided each other.

The day you met Foggy was an extremely stressful day for you. You had gotten stuck working late at your office the night before, resulting in a grand total of 4 hours of sleep before having to be back at work the next day. Given the lack of sleep, you opted for buying a coffee instead of making one at home, since the coffee shop was on your way into the office.

After paying for your coffee, you bumped into a man in a suit as you turned to move to the pickup area, causing him to spill one of the cups he was holding. “Oh,” you started before freezing up for a second at the sight of him. “I am so sorry, I can buy you a new one if you’d like, or even a new shirt since I’m pretty sure the one you’re wearing is ruined,” you offered, feeling terrible about the situation.

“Don’t worry about it,” he responded with a smile. “It was for my friend, he’ll have to get over it. However, could I get your number to make up for it?”

You nodded, smiling wide at the man who stood before you. You wrote down your number, and he did the same with his and the two of you went your own ways.

When you made it to your office, you shot him a text “hi, i really hope this is the right number but it's the clumsy girl from the coffee shop.”

You got a response from him surprisingly quick “hi you got the right number. I’m surprised you thought it wouldn’t have been considering I asked for yours first.”

“you’d be surprised. I never got your name though”

“Foggy. Well Franklin but everyone calls me Foggy”

Later that night, Foggy had asked if it would be okay to call you, which you agreed to, weirdly excited to talk to a guy you had met just that morning. When your phone rang and his name flashed across the screen, you answered with a smile. “Hi Fogs,” you said with a smile, “how did your friend take it when you told him about the coffee mishap?”

“Hello pretty, he was extremely understanding when I told him how beautiful you were,” he told you. You could tell by his voice that he was smiling too. The two of you spent the next couple of hours talking about anything you could think to talk about, not wanting the conversation to end.

“It’s getting late,” Foggy said around 11:30, “I should probably let you get some sleep.”

After the two of you said your goodbyes for the nights, you went to sleep with a smile on your face, excited to talk to Foggy more the next day.

About a week later, Foggy asked you out on your first date, wanting to take you to a diner down the street from your apartment. Foggy met you at your apartment, knocking promptly at the time he said he’d be there to pick you up. When you answered the door, he handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. “I got these for you. I remembered you saying these were your favorite the other day,” he said as he handed them to you with a shy smile on his face.

You smiled at him as you took the flowers, “Thank you, they’re amazing,” you said as you hugged him. “If you’d like to come inside I just have to put these in some water and then we should be good to go.” You stepped out of the doorway, allowing Foggy to head inside your apartment.

The walk to the diner was filled with a comfortable silence, as well as a few small conversations. When you got to the diner, Foggy opened the door for you and reached for your hand once the two of you were inside. Your first date with Foggy went extremely smoothly and was one of the best first dates you had been on in a while. After dinner the two of you walked through the park hand-in-hand, finding any reason to extend the night. When you did eventually have to call it a night, Foggy walked you back to your apartment, “I had a lot of fun with you tonight,” you said with a smile, “thank you for all of it.”

“Of course, pretty,” he said with a smile. “I had a lot of fun too.” He gently tilted your face up by your chin, “Can I?” he asked, leaning in but waiting for your reaction. You nodded and leaned in, gently pressing your lips to his. You smiled into the kiss before parting a little. “I should go soon,” he whispered, his lips still hovering over yours.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come in?” you asked, leaning in to press your lips to his again. “I mean I have nowhere to be in the morning so if you don’t.”

“Next time lovely,” he answered between kisses.

You were putting finishing touches on an outfit that you hoped Foggy would like when you heard a knock on the door. You smiled when you opened the door to reveal Foggy, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers, just like he did when he took you on your very first date. “Hey pretty lady, I got these for you,” he said with a smile as he handed them to you.

“You didn’t have to get me flowers,” you said, blushing slightly as you took the flowers. You put them in water before grabbing your purse and walking back over to Foggy. “Where are we going? You never told me,” you reminded him, hoping that asking him again would get you more of a response than him telling you that it was a surprise and that you’d see where you’d get there.

“You’ll see soon,” he reminded you, taking your hand and leading you to the diner where the two of you had your first date. “Here we are,” he said with a smile, softly kissing your temple. You smiled as he opened the door for you, reaching for his hand as the two of you walked in.

The rest of the night was very reminiscent of the first date the two of you had gone on. The two of you walked hand-in-hand through the same park before heading to the apartment you once shared. Foggy tilted your face up by your chin, waiting for your reaction before pressing his lips against yours. You draped your arms over his shoulders, interlocking your fingers as he moved his hands to your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Stay the night,” you said as you pulled away.

“On the first date?” Foggy joked with a smile, following you into the apartment anyway. He pulled you in for another, more heated kiss as he walked you back towards the couch. When the back of your knees hit the couch, he gently laid you down, exploring your body in any way he could. “God, I’ve missed you. Be my girlfriend again,” he muttered against your skin as he left kisses and small marks along your neck.

“Odd time to ask Fogs but of course,” you forced yourself to say through small gasps and whimpers as your body reacted to his touch.

A little over 2 weeks after the two of you redid your first date, you woke up in Foggy’s arms on a Saturday morning. Foggy woke up before you but laid in bed with you until you woke up, not wanting to disturb you. When you felt him start to stand up out of bed you let out a small groan and reached for him, “No, come back,” you said, a pout evident on your face.

“Baby, I’d love to but I am out of clothes here,” he said as he made his way to your side of the bed, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “I just need to go back to Matt’s for a little bit. The scene in front of you caused you to think of when the two of you decided to move in together, into the apartment that you two were now at.

You woke up on a cloudy Sunday morning, much earlier than expected. You looked over at Foggy, still fast asleep, and slowly slipped out of his arms as you got out of bed to put on your discarded clothes from the night before. Foggy let out a tired groan as he turned onto his back, peeling his eyes open to see you standing on your side of the bed. “Do you have to leave?” he asked, voice thick with sleep. “It’s still so early,” he whined, trying to coax you back into bed with him.

“I’m sorry Fogs,” you said as you stepped closer to the bed, “I have no work clothes here and should get home for the night. I’ll be back Friday.” You sat on the bed, reaching out to place your hand on his bicep, leaning down to kiss him as you did so.

“Or,” Foggy started as he pulled you on top of him, “you could stay in bed and we could both go to your house for the week,” he said with a slight smirk, leaning up to pull you into a kiss.

You smiled as you pulled away, your hand resting on his chest as you did. “I would love to spend forever in bed with you babe, however, it is not practical in this apartment or in mine,” you told him, a reminder of a previous conversation the two of you had about potentially moving in together one day.

“Let’s find a place together then,” Foggy responded enthusiastically, a wide smile plastered on his face. “My lease ends in a month and yours ends soon too. We can find a place close enough to Nelson & Murdock for me and close enough to your job that you can continue to walk there.”

You smiled as he spoke, “Also close enough to the coffee shop where we met that we can go there all the time,” you added in jokingly.

“Of course how could I forget?” Foggy said with a chuckle. “Also we’ll need room for the 5 little Nelsons that we’ll have running around eventually unless you want to move out of the city for that part.”

“When did it become 5 children Franklin? I thought we agreed on 3 total?” you questioned him with a smile. “I mean I guess 5 is okay but we won’t find space in the city for that many kids and a warning that you want 5 would have been nice,” you made your way off of his lap.

“I know a place that’s available soon. It definitely won’t work for when we have kids one day, or for any pets without an extra deposit, but it fits the rest of the criteria,” he told you as he pulled up the information he had saved about the apartment the two of you came to occupy.

You let out a groan as you sat up, “Why don’t you just move back in? You’ve spent nearly every night here since we got back together,” you said as you reached out to grab his hand. “Plus I’m pretty sure our bed is more comfortable than Matt’s couch, and he’d probably like you out of his apartment soon.”

“I’m not sure if it’s the bed or that you’re laying in it with me but I definitely do sleep better here,” Foggy responded with a smile. “I guess we can get all of my stuff from Matt’s apartment tomorrow. For now, we lay in bed,” Foggy said giving in and laying back in bed with you. You laid down, snuggling into his chest with a content smile. “I love you,” Foggy said as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“I love you too,” you said looking up at him.

The next day, the two of you - with the help of Matt - moved the rest of Foggy’s stuff out of Matt’s apartment and into your shared one. “I’m so happy to have you home again,” you told Foggy as you helped him unpack the few boxes he had.

“I’m happy to be home with you, pretty,” he responded, stealing a quick kiss before the two of you went back to unpacking.

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[skyfallslayer]

They're Gonna Taste My Venom

-The DD Trio x Symbiote!Teen!Reader-

Main Masterlist || Part Two || Part Three

🕷️Summary: Due to their expansion in their business, the trio decides to hire a helping hand to help string things along. The girl is… a little quirky, Karen admits, Or Foggy notices she’s a bottomless pit for snacks, Or that Matt can hear her talking to herself quietly sometimes. But it’s nothing they can’t handle– Oh, no! Now she just bit someone’s hand off, she’s speaking in a deeper tone, and she’s apologizing profusely as she hangs from the ceiling. She might be way out of their league after all.

🕷️Pairings: DD Trio x Platonic!Teen Reader; Karedevil; Foggy x Marci; Teen!Reader x Platonic!Venom

🕷️Rating: Teen-Mature

🕷️Word Count: 6,305

🕷️ Date: 2/21/24

🕷️Warnings: Implied Bad Homelife; Mention of Blood; Canon-Typical Violence; Interrogation; Kidnapping; (Underage) Drugging; Heavy Language; Heavy Dialogue; Mention of Cannibalism; Mention of Body Parts Being Torn Off; Mention of Eating Someone/Biting Off A Limb (Via: Symbiote). READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

🕷️ A/N: Hello, dear readers! Welcome to my three part series of an idea that I have no idea where it came from. Lol. Seriously, this strange AU just popped into my head and I was like- "Man, maybe I should make that my next fic?". And BAM! Here it is! Hopefully it's good as I imagine it would be. Enjoy!

These past twelve months have been… something else. The snap that lasted for five years messed up everything that the troublesome trio worked for, which was to rebrand their business: Nelson, Murdock & Page. But hey, I guess in a… morbid(?) sickly? depressed? way, it did work out in the end. Business was pretty much booming, especially now that everyone who blipped was trying to get their homes or anything else they own back under their names and care. Now, not to toot their own horns, but they say they’re pretty good at multitasking. 

Until…

They weren’t.

As they get busier with each passing day, the trio realizes that they’re stretching themselves so far thin that it’s starting to affect them. So after some intense conversations, they decided to hire a helping hand.

Y/N L/N. 

Their new assistant that was just shy of seventeen and on her way to graduating high school. She was nervous, of course, when they first met her, but the nerves soon settled and she turned out to be a very charming person that they all agree they loved to have in the office. She was extremely helpful and willing to learn, always on her toes when they needed something, always organized and had everything ready when they had a case or a client coming in. None of them could ask for a better person in the position. Even though the girl was… 

Well…

Kind of quirky.

Like she always prefers it cold, no matter what the temperature is. Karen notices she was barely wearing anything when they first met. It was in the middle of winter, and the girl was just wearing an oversize sweatshirt and a thin beanie. At first a bit of a motherly instinct took over and wondered if the poor girl just didn’t have anything to wear at home, or maybe couldn’t afford anything. Y/N eventually apologized and laughed saying that she just prefers this weather more than the heat. But despite that, Karen did gift her a warmer coat that the teen decided to wear (even if it felt forced).

.

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that Miss Page.” Y/N said once she was handed over the nice coat. 

“Please, I insist. I know you said you like the cold, but I would rather not see you sick.” Karen said, as the girl smiles and nods, promising to wear it until Spring.

.

Then it was the food. Now, Franklin Percy “Foggy” Nelson loved to eat just like any other person out there. But if there was an eating competition to suddenly spawn inside his office he would surely lose to his assistant. The kid was… a freaking bottomless pit. Just as Karen had suspected Y/N might be on the poor side, Foggy thought the same when he brought take out for lunch and the kid nearly ate everything on the table. She did it in a mannerful way but still (He’s surprised she didn’t inhale the table). So out of worriedness he started bringing her lunch, and the one day he forgot, she brought her own “five course” meal of sandwiches and sides.

.

“Maybe… she’s just a growing kid.” Karen once said as he shook his head.

“Don’t girls go through puberty early? There’s no way Y/N’s still growing.” He boasted as the blonde tried another excuse that he shot down quickly. “Nope! Matt! Can’t you tell?”

“Foggy, Matt is not about to smell nor hear if the poor girl is going through puberty!”

“Karen, come on–”

“NO!!”

.

The conversation ended up being wrapped up and placed in the back of the shelf for now, but occasionally it’ll come up when the girl polishes off something huge by herself (And everytime Karen proceeds to hit Foggy over the head with her shoe as Matt tries not to laugh).

Then there was the human lie detector, Matt Murdock and his tales of Miss L/N. When he first met her of course he was a little on edge, I mean he was still learning to not leave his guard up all the time after promising Foggy and Karen he was going to do better and be trustworthy. The girl was nervous during the interview, but managed to win over their hearts about halfway through yet…

Matt couldn’t shake what his senses were picking up.

On her first day of work she seemed cool as a cucumber, nothing to worry about. However her heartbeat was… strange. It was pulsing like any other healthy human being, but there were times where it would randomly accelerate. Like she would just be stapling papers together and it would pick up speed like a racehorse. A few times he feared she was having a heart attack before it went away. 

The other thing he notices, and to follow Karen’s observation, the girl does tend to run rather hot. And when she does she would either shed off an extra layer or turn the tiny fan on her desk in the middle of a snow storm. 

.

Hmm, maybe she’s just a natural furnace. He told himself once, recalling that his father was someone who always seemed to stay warm (but even he wasn’t crazy enough to go outside half dressed in -10 degree weather).

.

Then lastly, he realizes the girl likes to talk to herself quietly. At first he thought maybe she had an earbud in and was talking to someone, or maybe she was mouthing the lyrics of a song but… no. Sometimes it’s even hard for him to pick up what she’s saying ‘cause she’s so quiet, but the couple times he does hear her it sounds like she’s scolding herself.

.

Matt tilts his head, slightly zoning out on the conversation him and his partners were having as Y/N was in their kitchenette. From the smell of it she was making herself coffee and muttering and even jerking at something or someone that wasn’t even there.

“Shut up, I’m not eating that– No I’m not– You’re not either.” He hears her eye roll and almost sighs. “You’re not going to die, stop being a baby– Don’t call me the baby, you numbnut– Hey, you fucking bastard, I’ll–”

And then he kind of tuned out when he noticed Foggy was asking him a question.

.

A million different scenarios went through his head of what it could be. One that he’s just sticking with right now is she’s just a very imaginary kid. The other lingering thoughts weren’t so innocent. Someone’s home life could affect certain things. Maybe it’s–

“So what shall we do to celebrate?” Foggy said out of the blue in the present day. The sun was out shining, the weather was cool and just right, everything was blooming peacefully just as Spring should be. The blond looked between the two perplexed adults before gasping. “Don’t tell me you all forgot?”

Karen glanced in Matt’s direction, lost as well. “Uh, remind us again?” She asked, sheepishly.

“Oh, come on guys! It’s our anniversary!” He throws his hands in the air. “This marks the full year of the grand reopening of Nelson, Murdock & Page!”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up above his glasses in surprise. “Is it April 24th already?”

“Yeah! A full year, baby! We fucking did it! We brought this extinct beast of a place back to life.” Foggy exclaims, making Karen laugh. “We need to celebrate.”

“And how so, Mr. Nelson?” The woman asked, curious to what he had to say.

“That’s what I’m trying to find out. Maybe a nice dinner and a club.”

“Aren’t we too old for clubbing?”

He raises an eyebrow. “Who says that?”

“Says the guy who pulled his hamstring running up the stairs.” Matt quips with a grin, as Karen hides another laugh in her hand. 

“Hey!” 

“Half-Joking.” Then he perks up. “Y/N is here.”

“Already?” Foggy looks at his watch. “She’s really early.”

“Do you think something’s wrong?” Karen asked, mother henning again. “Matt?”

“I’m not picking up on anything.” The blind lawyer replies, truthfully. “She’s coming. Relax.”

The teenager opens the door, her usual blouse and skirt with her backpack on her shoulder. She looked like she was in thought as she greets them with a smile. “Good morning.”

“Morning.” Matt and Karen greet in unison as Foggy cracks the ice.

“Hey, Y/N/N. You’re early.” 

“Uh, yeah, sorry. My building’s power went off and I couldn’t cook anything so I just went to a diner. Guess I overestimated how much time I needed to eat.” She replies, her heart steady. “Is it okay if I start early?”

“That’s fine, there’s probably not much to do though.” Matt says, as she sets her stuff down on her desk.

“Whatever you got I’ll do.”

Foggy’s concern washes away and goes back to his bubbly self. “Are you free tonight, Y/N?”

“Um… yeah. Why?”

“Well, today marks our anniversary of getting this place up and running again and we want to celebrate with maybe dinner at least. Our treat.”

“Dinner?” The teenager looks concerned. “Are you sure it’s okay for me to tag along? I’m just your assistant.”

“Nah, don’t use that talk.” He waves her off. “You’ve helped us a lot these past few months. You’re one of us. Right, guys?”

“Of course she is.” Karen said, her red lips curling upwards. “We would be all over the place if you hadn’t helped organize when we got so overwhelmed.”

“And customers are always complimenting you on how wonderful you are with them.” Matt adds, making the teenager blush.

“Yeah, kiddo. You’re great.” Foggy says, throwing his arm around her with pride. “Keep this up for a few more months and… maybe we’ll add your name to the plaque.” 

She laughed. “Your business will officially be a mouthful to remember.”

“Hey, it was mouthful before Karen came in, we might as well keep rolling with it.” He shrugs. “So what do you say? Dinner at least?”

“I can do dinner.”

“Fantastic! Where shall we go?”

And that was pretty much the only thing they talked about for the rest of the day.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

“Are you sure this is the right address?” Foggy asked for the third time tonight as he hitched along for the ride. He was the person you called a… backseat driver (but he has every right to do so at this point).

“Yes, Foggy. I’m just following the directions on my phone.” Karen replies, slightly irritated, but also a little bit worried (like she’ll admit that to him just yet).

“‘Cause this is a really bad neighbourhood.”

“I know, Foggy.”

“Is it really that bad?” Matt asked, after listening to his surroundings. He didn’t really hear that much going on outside the vehicle.

“It’s… extremely sketchy.” Foggy says, with a sigh. “It’s like one of those places they tell you not to go after dark.”

“That bad?”

“Yeah, and we close pretty late. Do we really make Y/N walk through this?”

Matt’s eyebrows raise up, amusement on his face. “Sounds like someone’s going to be her chauffeur soon.”

“Don’t tempt me, Matthew. I’d consider. Or we all pitch in and buy her a car.”

“Sure she knows how to drive?”

“Or better question–” Karen cuts in while making another turn. “Maybe you should talk to her parents first about this concern before we start gifting our assistant with stuff? Maybe she’s not allowed to have a car? Or even to drive?”

“What seventeen year old isn’t allowed to drive?” Foggy asked, confused.

“I mean, I wasn’t allowed to drive at all until I was an adult.”

“What? Why?”

“Foggy I was what you called uh… ‘wild child’, I’m not exactly a saint you know.”

Foggy sighs and flicks his attention to the backseat. “Matt, would you have driven a car if you could?”

“Who says I haven’t?” The blind man replies with a grin that made Foggy not want to question it.

The blond man throws his hands up. “I give up. Naysayers, all of you.”

“What are we ‘naysaying’?” Karen asked, with a chuckle.

“I’m not saying anything.”

“Oh my god.” She shakes her head and parks the car along the curb. Just as she was about to snatch her phone off the dash, a report came up. She quickly reads over the headline and frowns. “Hey, did you hear about those people who disappeared a few days ago? Rumors saying they were special forces?”

“The ones that were going door to door down on 36th?” Matt asked, hearing about it on the news and even word about it at night. Even some criminals he ran into that night thought it was strange and found them suspicious. 

“Yeah, those. Apparently they just turned up. Parts of them.”

Foggy’s face scrunched up. “Ew.”

“Someone hacked them up?” Matt asked, worried about a possible new killer on the loose.

“The strange thing is, no. From what it says here it looks like their limbs were chewed off.”

Foggy made a gagging noise now. “Ugh. Great. Now we have a cannibal in the Kitchen. That’s just great–” He opens the car door. “More reasons to get Y/N a car.” His friends shake their heads and get out also.

“You know, you’ll make a great father one day.” Matt says, getting the middle finger.

The three of them buzzed themselves into the building, going up to the second floor to the third apartment in. It wasn’t as luxurious as the apartment Foggy shared with his fiancée, but it was definitely on the same level as Matt’s: -Not-in-the-safest-of-places-and-was-the-“cheapest”-on-the-block- They definitely felt wary of wearing their nice and expensive clothes out here.

Karen was the one who knocked and got a response.

“She’s alone.” Matt said afterwards, getting the woman to check her watch.

“I guess her parents work the nightshift?” Foggy said, slightly worried. They didn’t get the chance to talk about it when the door swings open. The teenager opens up a nice, simple purple dress paired with a blue jean jacket and flats.

She smiles. “Hope you found the place okay.” She replies, greeting them and locking their door behind her. “Seriously, you guys didn’t have to drive to get me.”

“Oh, we don’t mind.” Karen says, honestly.

“Are we still planning on dinner?”

“Of course. You hungry?” Matt asked, making her laugh out of embarrassment.

“Heck yeah, I am.” She said, making them giggle.

“Well then, after you, Ladies.” He gestures for them to go first.

“Oh, such a gentleman.” Karen replies, starting the trek off, smiling and pulling their assistant along for the ride.  

They started chit chatting about the place they were going to go, Foggy boasting about how good the food was the last time he went (Now frank that was pre-blipped, so fingers crossed it’s still as good as back then). As they started descending down the stairs, Matt’s cane unfortunately got caught into a hole that was forming in the wood and was falling forward. To his surprise, Y/N was the one to react extremely quickly and place her hand on his chest to stop his fall.

“Shit, you okay?” She said, as he regained his balance from her strength.

“Uh, I’m…” And then he trails off when he catches a whiff, the smell of dried blood just beneath her fingertips. The chilling part of this was that it was NOT her blood. He swallows, and forces a smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for the catch.”

She frowns apologetically. “I’m sorry, I probably should have warned you about the stairs. They’ve been falling apart for a while. If you stay to the left you’ll miss most of them.”

“Noted.” And then they continued again with Matt being careful…

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.

And it was not just about the stairs.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

“Sure I can eat anything?” Y/N asked, as she scanned the menu over again.

“Of course, our treat.” Karen reassures for the hundredth time.

“I know it’s your treat, and I appreciate it. But–” She flips the menu towards them. “Have you seen the dollar signs for this place?”

“Well, I can’t exactly ‘see’ anything.” Matt replies, feeling his assistant give him ‘the look’. He hoped he sounded sarcastic and not rude (he was trying to push away what he smelled earlier and enjoy the night (And not be a paranoid freak again).

“Mr. Murdock–”

“Matt, kiddo.” Foggy says, lightly tapping her shoulder. “How many times did we tell you you can drop the formalities? It’s been months.”

Y/N blushes. “Sorry, habit.” She replies, only to mumble something under her breath two seconds later that everyone kind of ignored. “I’ll shut up and figure out what to eat.”

“That’s the spirit.”

The group eventually ordered their food and soon slipped into a nice conversation. Between some fun exchanges between the law trio or funny memories from their childhoods, it eventually led to laughter.

“I never realized how big your family was, Foggy.” Y/N said, intrigued by the chaos of the Nelson family.

“And I swear it just keeps growing. It’s a little baseball team at this point.” He replies, smiling.

“Does anyone else have a sibling?”

“I had a brother, but he’s passed.” Karen explains, with a sad smile.

“Only child.” Matt replies, with a head tilt.

“What about you, Y/N? Any siblings?”

She shakes her head. “Just myself. I kind of wish I had a sibling though. It does get lonely at home sometimes.”

“Well… it’s not too late to ask your parents for one.” Foggy jokes, half heartedly; It causes Matt to nearly spit out his drink, Karen scolding him and Y/N chuckling behind her hand. “Don’t kill me! It’s just a joke.”

“Franklin Nelson.” Karen warns like she was his nagging mother, and kicks his shin.

“Ouch, Karen, geez.”

Y/N smiles, amused. “I don’t mind, really.”

“But still, most people I meet here want more than one kid. I’m actually surprised you’re an only child, Y/N.” Matt said, being honest, which suddenly got her heart rate to pick up, but not in the racehorse kind of way he had been hearing. The teenager had stayed quiet for a moment before she shrugged, trying to shake it, or them, off.

“My mom’s not really in the picture anymore, not for a long time actually. I just really have my dad, but he’s always working. So, to be honest, I’m on my own. I don’t think he even realizes I have a job.” She replies, taking the last sip of her drink while avoiding eye contact. She could feel the concerned stares on her making her feel uncomfortable.

“Y/N, that’s not right.” Karen said, worriedly.

“It’s… fine. I’m used to it, you know?”

“Just because you’re fine with it, doesn’t mean it is.” Foggy replies, brows pushed together, distress wrinkles forming. “You know, if something’s up or wrong, you can tell us anything. We’re here for you, you know?”

“Not everything though…” She said, frowning (Her heartbeat picking up again, which was enough for Matt to start questioning what she actually means).

Just before anything else could be said, the waiter came over to drop off their refills and took the empty appetizer plate away. “Your food will be out shortly.” He said, and they thanked him.

“Man, I’m starving. The wait better be worth it.” Foggy said, after a second.

“I know, right? I know it’s been awhile, but I don’t remember it taking this long.” Karen admits, stirring the lemon around in her ice tea.

Y/N starts to take a sip of her new drink and pauses, like halted to an immediate stop. Matt picks the way her whole demeanor changes from nervousness to anger, and mutters, “It’s coke. It’s fine…”

What are you hiding, Y/N? Matt wonders as he takes a sip of his own beverage, worried out of his mind for what could be happening to her. What was happening at home that you didn’t even want to talk about it? 

But as soon as that red wine tickled down his throat he immediately knew something was wrong.

He couldn’t even taste it or smell it, but he knew there was something mixed inside that wasn’t supposed to be in there.

He immediately feels all his remaining senses start to go wack and before he could even say a word, Y/N beat him to it.

“Hey! We have to throw up!” She says, shooting up to her wobbly feet. “The drinks were–”

And then she proceeded to crash back into her chair, her face falling onto her dining mat. Karen calls out her name before passing out as well.

“Uh… M-Matt…?” Foggy calls out, struggling to stay awake. “W-what just…”

Matt hears him render unconscious as well and tries to fight it off the best he could, but he knew it was useless when his whole body started to grow numb, and he cussed under his breath from it.

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.

And the last thing he sensed was their waiter standing over their table smiling like the cheshire cat.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

When the four of them came to, they all had splitting headaches that made it almost hard to even realize where they were. Tied to individual chairs and under some “interrogation” lighting in some strange, seemingly unknown, building.

“Ugh… where are we?” Karen asked, looking around with a slight squint.

“Warehouse district.” Matt replies, after a split second of analyzing. “I recognized the smell.”

Foggy clears his throat before whispering, “Uh, Matty, might not want to out yourself to our assistant here yet.”

The blind vigilante completely forgot that Y/N didn’t know his secret and held his tongue. Luckily, it seems like she was preoccupied with her worries, making some weird faces only two people present could see. Well… maybe a third now because some random ass man wearing what looks like tactical equipment (minus its helmet) comes in through a door.

Baldy (yeah we’re calling him that) looks disgusted and rather annoyed to even be here, as he stands before each of them before spewing, “Where is it?” 

Yeah, no ‘Hi’, ‘Hello’, or ‘Good Afternoon’, just straight to the fucking point that nobody even knows what it’s about. 

The adults looked at each other, going into overprotective mode.

“Who are you?” Matt asked, ready to start listening for clues (and silently try to get out of his restraints).

“Not any of your business.”

“Why are we here? Why did you need us?”

Baldy said nothing, instead directing his attention to the bound teenager. “Where is it?”

Y/N blinks, clearly confused. “Where is what?”

“The thing.”

Another blink. “What thing?”

His jaw clenches, irritated. “The thing you stole from us.”

She scoffs. “I don’t even know who you are.”

“For fuck’s sake–”

“What is going on?” Foggy cuts in, bitterly. 

“Who are you people?” Karen asked, same expression as his.

“The people who want our stuff back.” Baldy replies, shrilly too. “Our boss has been desperately looking for it ever since it went missing. We know she has it.”

“How do you know she took it?” Karen asked, maternal mode kicking in once more and ready to throw hands if necessary (I mean, did this guy even have any evidence?).

“Her school was required to go on a field trip to our company, and soon after, our… subject disappeared and we know one of those kids took it. Took us a while, but we finally tracked down who it was.” He jabs his finger at the girl. “You.”

“Y/N–” The blonde woman looks her way.

“Subject?” Matt asked, turning the interrogation around. He feels everyones’ gazes on him now as he tries analyzing the situation. “First you say ‘thing’ and now you say ‘subject’. Are you saying Y/N stole a person?”

“Matt–” Foggy warns under his breath, urging him to tread carefully.

“I wouldn’t call it a person.” Baldy said, feeling the blind man’s intense stare.

“Then what is it again?”

“Matt–” Karen tries now.

Baldy holds his tongue. “Listen, Blindly–”

“So what’s this ‘subject’ Y/N supposedly stole?” Matt pressured, feeling the man’s blood spike.

“You need–” He pulls his gun out. “To shut the fuck up.”

“Matt!/Hey!” Karen and Foggy yelled in unison, their racing hearts pouncing in their friend’s ears. But the Murdock stays as calm as he could be, tuning them out to focus on the gun on hand.

“I would hold that spicy tongue of yours, and let ME do the talking.” Baldy continues, getting silence as an answer. “Good. Now–” He redirects the barrel at the teenager. “Talk.”

Y/N’s eyes widened just as the adults started yelling again.

“Hey!” Matt snarled, thinking the gun was going to be trained on him the whole time. He tries giving the most intimidating look he could muster with his blind orbs showing. “Don’t fucking point that at her.”

“Yeah! You really gonna kill a kid?!” Foggy snaps, getting the man’s attention.

“What the fuck’s wrong with you?!” Karen adds, making Baldy’s eye twitch at their comments.

“Listen, motherfuckers.” He snaps, a craze look on his face. “I will do whatever needs to be done. If that includes bathing my hands in red, then so be it.”

She shakes her head, furious. “You’re a sick, twisted, human being, you–”

“I’m sorry…” Y/N blurted out of the blue, suddenly looking really pale and distant. Her boss unknowingly hears her heart start picking up like a rabbit, and her blood pressure starts spiking (not to mention she was starting to run like a furnace).

Badly looks her way again and scoffs. “What? You scared?”

“Not of you, but for you.” She swallows. “You really might not want to point the gun at me, it’s upsetting him.”

He tilts his head, confused. “Upsetting who?”

“You need to leave.” She pleads, her (Y/E/C) eyes starting to change to an odd color.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Seriously, leave, please–”

He starts to sweat and presses the gun into her head more. “What are you fucking talking about?!”

“Leave! He’s–” Then her body stood stiff, and her fingers started to twitch, and then… her voice got super deep. “I’m pissed off.”

The trio widened their eyes at how scary and inhuman she sounded, which was enough for Baldy to start panicking, thinking of the worst. 

“Enough with the theatrics!!” He snapped, trying to regain control. “I’m–” 

And then nobody expected this next.

If you told anyone you were going to watch the girl get engulfed in black goo, and a monstrous face to form in her place then they wouldn’t just bat an eye and walk away because it sounded like insanity.

It became even more insane when the face suddenly bit the man’s forearm off clean and swallowed it whole, along with the hand pistol.

An ear piercing scream erupted from the back of his throat as blood pooled from his remaining limb. He stumbled backwards as the substance from her body disappeared, Y/N reacting with a look of horror on her own features.

“Oh, my god!!” She screamed. “Oh, my god! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!!”

“What the fuck!!!” He yelled back, baffled just like everyone else in the room.

“I’m so, so, so sorry!! I told him not to do it! He never listens!! I–” 

Then a black tentacle comes out of her skin and whips the man into a wall, causing another scream from her and even the trio. The adults could only just watch/listen to it unfold, no clue to what’s happening.

“Oh, my god– Fuck!!” Y/N says, shutting her eyes shut tightly like she was in pain. “I told you not to do that!! Why did you– Ah!!”

Her bosses watch as her body stiffens again, eyes glassing back over to purple before slowly fading to white. Then, the tentacles came back out to smash the chair she was in, bringing her to her knees. The goo was started to cover her form again, prompting her to ask the question,

“Venom… What are you– Saving your life. And theirs too.” 

Then the door bursts open again, this time with a crowd of other people dressed just like Baldy, except that had a little more artillery. Suddenly, the trio watches as Y/N jumped and dangled from the ceiling, the red lasers immediately pinpointing on her.

“FIRE!!” Someone shouted, and the bullets started flying.

Then their little assistant disappears again, replaced by the face with big white eyes and a wide mouth full of spike, and a tongue that was licking its lips with delight from the bullets ricocheting off of him. Karen screamed at the sound, and they all buried their faces into their shoulders for protection just as the beast let out its battle cry.

It started crawling faster towards the crowd, hunger in its face before it suddenly stopped halfway. The beast let out a huge sigh, muttering, “Fine.”

It then started grabbing whatever it could get a hold of and fling it towards them like a game of extreme darts. One by one they started to fall, one by one they were getting broken ribs and blacking out, one by one they were–

Then a flash grenade was suddenly underneath it and exploded.

The beast roared in pain from the sound, the goo vibrating and then dissolving at the snap of fingers, causing the teenager to resurface and fall to the floor. 

Matt definitely heard her ankle snap from the fall despite his own ears ringing, and called out her name. The girl cries out, and hugs her leg as she squeezes her eyes shut to block the tears from flowing. Just as the noise started to settle, it was about to become a whole lot worse. Just as the last remaining attacker was about to shoot the poor girl dead, with Karen and Foggy shouting their pleas, the vigilante managed to to unloosen the last knot from his wrist, springing to his feet and chucking the chair straight at him.

Matt lets out a breath he was holding before his instincts kicked in again. He quickly unties Foggy from his chair, saying, “Get Karen.”

“Right.”

He sprints over to the girl, getting down to her level. “Y/N?”

She lets out a groan, cracking open her eyes, slight shock upon seeing him. “M-Matt?”

“Hold still, I’ll pick you up.”

“H-How did you get out? Or throw a chair so accurately?”

Well shit. 

He really wasn’t thinking about his secret ID at that moment. Just the thought of making sure his assistant wasn’t going to die on his watch.

He bites his lip. “Y/N, I’m–” His gaze snaps towards the door where he could hear footsteps approaching. A lot of them. “Shit. There’s more. We have to–”

“I-I have to get you out.” She croaks, rolling herself to be on all four. “It’s my fault you’re involved in this.”

“Y/N, you broke your ankle, you can’t do anything else.”

“But…” She groans again and then slowly lobs her head in his direction, a smug tugged across her lips. “But I insist, Mr. Murdock.”

And before he could say a word, the beast reappeared and lifted him straight off his feet, along with Karen and Foggy who yelped in surprise. Suddenly they found themselves running at an incredible speed, prayers leaving their mouths just as they broke through a window and free falled down.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

Not even sure where they ended up but it was completely unoccupied and covered by the shadows of the night. The beast had set the weathered adults down against the wall before doing the same; the body disappearing back to the teeanger who fell right on her bum. She lets out a shaky breath, closing her eyes like she did earlier, trying to hold the pain in.

“Oh, my god, Y/N, your ankle.” Karen manages to say once the shock ran out (And that was for a while).

Y/N smacks her lips, grinding her teeth, replying, “I-It’s fine. It’ll be fine in a minute. I advise not looking.”

“What do you mean?” Foggy asked, eating his words as he witnessed her ankle snapping right back into place causing him to gag and avert his gaze. “Oh, hell…”

“T-Told ya.” She mutters and then sighs. 

Silence fell over them, the trio all kind of looking at one another before deciding it was time to address the elephant in the room. Or whatever that thing was.

Foggy clears his throat, shifting his weight around. “So…”

“I’m sorry.” Y/N said, opening her eyes and looking at them with guilt. “I… I never wanted you guys to see that.”

“Well, I can see why.” He mumbles, getting a smack in the shoulder by Karen. “Ow!”

“So what is it?” Matt asked, straight to the point and curious, actually (and concerned too now that he’s realized this girl’s got no control over whatever it is). 

Another sigh as Y/N pushes herself to stand. “I don’t know.”

“What do you mean?”

“Exactly that. I don’t know.” She crosses her arm uncomfortably. “I went on a mandatory field trip for school to this lab, and… some of my classmates begged me to go ‘behind the scenes’ with them. I honestly didn’t know what to expect, except that the only thing back there was this container with a tiny blob in it.” 

She frowns. “One thing led to another and it broke, but I had no idea that… this blob got absorbed into me.” She throws one of her hands up. “I honestly thought I was going crazy for several days when I could hear shit in my head, and when my appetite went through the roof. And then…”

“Then… what?” Matt said, sensing her discomfort.

“I got mugged. Well… attempted mugging until… Venom came out.”

“Venom?” Karen asked, eyebrow raised.

“That’s… what he calls himself. The thing you saw.” Y/N starts nervously playing with her hands. “Anyway, the mugger didn’t do much since– you know– uh…”

“Let me guess, he bit the guy’s arm off?” Foggy says, as she shrugs.

“More like… above the neck…” Then she gets the shocked stares again. “Okay, in my defense, I have no control over that. I didn’t even know that Venom attached himself to me. I…” She groans. “I just ran away after that! I didn’t know what to–” She then pauses like she is listening.. “You what? – You finished him off?”

Now it was her turn to have her pupils blown wide. “When? I don’t remember you doing that? – You did it when I was asleep?! – Oh, ho! That is not consensual whatsoever! We talked about this!” She scowls. “No, you quit complaining, you parasite!”

Y/N groans again, this time into her hands. “Ugh! He’s so annoying sometimes!”

“This is the strangest thing I think I’ve ever witnessed.” Foggy said, running a hand through his locks. “And aliens attacked New York.”

“Technically, Venom’s an alien.”

“Oh, my god.” He holds the sides of his head. “It’s ‘Invasion of The Body Snatchers’.”

“Foggy.” Karen tries to get him to calm down.

“So you just decided to live with this… Venom guy?” Matt asked, not really sure how to ‘perfectly’ respond to this situation. I mean for the many years he’s fought in Hell’s Kitchen, he’s never experienced something like this before.

“It’s kind of hard to get rid of him. He’s… persistent, I’ll give you that.” Y/N replies, with a small smile. “If I’m being honest, it was around the time you guys accepted me for an interview. I was more worried about acing that than dealing with a vicious conscience.” Then it fades. “Homelife not exactly… easy, so I guess it was nice to have someone to talk to. In a crazy kind of way.” A sigh. “I had no idea that he was important.”

“Are you going to give him back now that you know?” Karen asked, worried at what might come if she doesn’t.

“That’s the thing, If I give him back, they know who I am, and you saw what happened tonight. They’ll kill me no matter what.”

“Like hell I’m going to let that happen to you.” Matt says, confidently as he places a gentle hand on her shoulder (he could hear her pulse spiking at what she had said). “We’re going to figure this out. Don’t you worry, Y/N.”

She shakes her head. “I-I can’t ask you to do that.”

“Then don’t ask me.”

“You almost got hurt because of me! I’m not letting you put your life on the line for me. I can figure this out on my own.”

“Y/N, I’m a lawyer, you should know by now I don’t take ‘no’ for an answer easily.” His lips tug upwards, trying to make the best reassuring look he could make. “I’m going to help you–”

“We’ll help you.” Karen corrected.

“Yeah. We’ll help you, don’t you worry.” Matt faces his old roommate. “How long’s Marci out of town for?”

“Uh, next week. Six days to be exact.” Foggy says, after quick thinking.

“Good. We don’t have to worry about her safety.” Matt goes quiet, using his senses to figure out where they are before they move. “Alright, let’s go to my place.” He gestures for everyone to follow, his friends were, but not his assistant who was perplexed.

“Wait.” She blurts out, stopping them. “Shouldn’t we try finding somewhere else? It might not be smart to go to your own home.”

“It’s fine. It’s where we need to be for our next step.”

“Next step?” She asks, watching him start walking away again. “Which is…?”

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“There’s someone I’d like you to meet.”

(TBC)

Stay tune for the next parts! || Part Two || Part Three

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Foggy’s the first person to visit Matt at the hospital after his accident—Matt’s dad didn’t want to let anybody in yet until things were more stable but Foggy talked his way into it. He’s really good at that.

“Hey, Matty,” he says, squeezing Matt’s shoulder. “. . .bad week, huh?”

Matt’s silent for a moment before he bursts out laughing, catching his breath before he grins up at Foggy and says, “Kind of, buddy.”

“I’m going to try to avoid all the concerned questions and stuff because you’re probably already tired of that,” Foggy says. “Although I bet that you’re liking getting attention from all the pretty nurses.”

“Are they pretty?” Matt asks, raising his eyebrows. “I can’t see them.”

“In that case, they’re all super hot,” Foggy says, then makes a soft interested noise. “Hey, do your other senses actually get all heightened when you’re blinded? Like can you smell colors now?”

Matt falters for a second then laughs and says, “Uhm, no, nothing like that.”

“Damn,” Foggy says, ruffling Matt’s hair, fingers lingering there for a few moments. “You really can’t win.”

~~~

The night that Matt’s dad dies, Foggy’s mom picks him up and brings him back to their apartment.

Foggy apparently knows everything because he just pulls Matt into a hug and holds on, which is what makes Matt really cry, the insane tension in every inch of his body releasing as he sobs into Foggy’s hoodie. Foggy doesn’t even shush him or tell him everything’s going to be alright. He just pets Matt’s hair and stays and it’s exactly what he needs.

He sleeps in Foggy’s bed that night because neither of them wants to let go of each other.

A few days later, they fit another twin bed into Foggy’s room. His parents jump through hoops to become foster parents just so they can take him in and he won’t be in the system. And Matt, confused and scared and grateful, stays.

“Permanent sleepover,” Foggy says, flopping down on Matt’s bed, when they’ve mixed up the room to fit in all of Matt’s things. “You’re gonna get tired of me real quick, buddy.”

“I doubt it,” Matt says, sitting next to him. “How long have we known each other?”

“We reached for the same juicebox in kindergarten,” Foggy says, dreamily, “and it’s been true love ever since.”

Matt turns his head when he laughs, hoping that Foggy won’t see him blush.

“If I haven’t gotten tired of you by now, I think it’ll be fine,” he says.

“I mean, you’re sort of my brother now,” Foggy says, sitting up, “so our dynamic might dramatically change.”

“. . .do you think so?” Matt asks, feeling weird about it.

“Nah,” Foggy says. “Our friendship is rock solid.”

~~

“If you don’t put your dirty socks in the laundry hamper, I’m going to smother you to death with them,” Matt says, darkly, throwing one of the worst offenders at Foggy’s head.

“I can’t help that you’ve got a sensitive nose,” Foggy says.

“It doesn’t take a sensitive nose, Franklin!” Foggy’s mom says, passing by the door.

“Yeah, Franklin,” Matt echoes, smirking.

“You’ve been here a month,” Foggy says. “I can’t believe you’re already the favorite child.”

“I’m not,” Matt says, rolling his eyes.

“MA, WHO’S YOUR FAVORITE KID?” Foggy yells.

“MATT!” Foggy’s mom yells back.

“Told ya,” Foggy says, sounding happy.

~~~

The Nelsons throw Matt a thirteenth birthday party that he has to sneak away from midway through, not surprised when Foggy peeks his head into the bathroom to see him sitting in the bathtub.

“Hey, bud,” Foggy says, softly. “You good?”

“Yeah,” Matt says, wiping his eyes with his sleeves and trying to smile.

“It’s okay if you’re not,” Foggy says, locking the bathroom door and climbing into the tub with him, pressed against his side.

“. . .I miss my dad,” Matt admits.

“Oh,” Foggy says, wrapping an arm around him. “First birthday without him.”

Matt nods.

Foggy hugs him close for a second before he presses a firm kiss to his temple and climbs out of the tub, saying, “Stay right there. I’m bringing back cake.”

Matt presses fingers to the place where Foggy kissed him and tries not to think too hard about it. Lately, he's been desperately trying not to make it weird that he's feeling new things when Foggy casually touches him.

~~~

They're fourteen when they're left home alone for a night and proceed to get drunk for the first time off three bottles of beer shared between them.

"Tell me about the kiss," Foggy insists.

"I don't know what you want me to say," Matt says, a little more smug than he means to be for someone that kissed a girl for five seconds during a game of spin the bottle. "It was just a kiss."

"Act it out," Foggy says, thrusting a throw pillow at him. "On this pillow."

"No," Matt says, giggling.

"You're useless to me, Murdock," Foggy says.

"C'mere," Matt says, leaning in, because his head is swimmy and they're all alone and Foggy will probably think that it's funny. He finds Foggy's face with both of his hands and kisses him softly on the mouth.

"Oh," Foggy says, softly.

". . .yeah," Matt says, sitting back slowly. "It was just. . ."

"A kiss," Foggy says.

"A kiss," Matt echoes, nodding.

~~~

The summer after their freshman year, they're bickering over something and it leads to stupid playfighting, a broken lamp and Matt flat on his bed with Foggy on top of him.

"Sorry," Foggy says, not moving.

Matt listens to his heartbeat for five seconds, trying to make a decision, but Foggy kisses him first this time. It's different than the first time. They're older and they've both kissed other people and it makes Matt moan, a noise that startles both of them.

They're quiet for a long moment.

". . .my, uhm. . .my parents want to officially adopt you," Foggy says, strained.

"Oh," Matt says.

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Title: In the land of gods and monsters Author: Wolfsheart (me) Card #: MRP-001 Square Filled: B2: That’ll never happen again Pairing: Bruce Banner/Thor, Hulk/Thor, Tony Stark/Loki Rating: Teen Warnings: Established Relationship, Established Loki/Tony Stark, Established Bruce Banner/Thor, Minor Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Jotunn | Frost Giant, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Implied/Referenced Sex, Humor, Sexual Humor Summary: When three rogue Frost Giants show up in Central Park, turn it into a mini and temporary Jotunheim, Thor and Tony do their part in the fight by encouraging their boyfriends…by ogling and thirsty commentary. Word Count: 1289 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55313029

Title: I Feel What You Feel When Everyone’s Gone Author: endlesstwanted Card #: MRP-031 Square Filled: N4: Image prompt: Sam Wilson with the shield Pairing: Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson Rating: Teen Warnings: On the Run, Mild Blood, Developing Relationship Summary: Sam’s having a chill night on the first cold one of Autumn when Camp Lehigh fell onto pieces over Steve and Natasha —literally. Word Count: 3260 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50991697 Title: What Is A Girl Like You Doing In A Place Like This?, Chapter 1 Author: endlesstwanted Card #: MRP-031 Square Filled: N2: Natasha Romanoff Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes & Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov Rating: Teen Warnings: Spies & Secret Agents, Mission Fic, Reunions Summary: While on a surveillance mission, Natasha runs into an old ally from a competition agency. Fearing that he could interfere with her case, she decides to pay him a visit before it’s too late. Little does she know how that is going to turn her plans side down. Word Count: 3019 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47567218/chapters/119883439

Title: Of Ice Cream and Park Benches Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: I3: melted Ice cream Pairing: Matt Murdock/Franklin "Foggy" Nelson Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Panic attacks Summary: On a hot April afternoon, Matt and Foggy decide to take a break from studying and go for some ice cream in the nearby park. A bad day turns even worse when the park and the ice cream trigger flashbacks of something Matt would rather forget. Word Count: 2898 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51545782

Title: Out Kink The Kinkster Author:  Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: G2: Shower Together Pairing: Clint Barton/Bucky Barnes Rating: Explicit Warnings: ABO, Blowjobs Summary: At first, it started as a way to relieve stress and boredom from days spent in a safehouse, fueled by hormones. Then it became something the pair craved from one another, try as they might to deny it. One thing fell into another and they agreed to become friends with benefits, figuring nothing could go wrong. Except it’s them and something always goes wrong. Word Count: 3769 Link:https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/728024464849256448/out-kink-the-kinkster?source=share Title: Fic Author:  Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: I2: Dom/Sub Pairing: Clint Barton/Bucky Barnes Rating: Explicit Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega, Alpha/Omega, Omega Clint Summary: Bucky loves it when Clint avoids taking his medicine, it means he can play with his Omega all he wants. Word Count: 1769 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/731913759359205376/clints-medicine?source=share Title: Play Stupid Games, Win A New Way To Keep Warm Author:  Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: N2: Huddling Under The Covers Pairing: Steve/Thor Rating: Explicit Warnings: Pissplay, Watersports Summary: After Odin gets under his skin and Steve tries to swim across a frozen river to retrieve their fishing boat, Thor has to find a new way to keep his fiance warm Word Count: 2024 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/732028017798463488/play-stupid-games-win-a-new-way-to-keep-warm?source=share Title: Stress Relief In A Flowery Gown Author:  Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: G3: Karma Sutra Pairing:  Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter Rating: Explicit Warnings: Trans Characters Summary: It felt like they were always dancing around one another, denying each other pleasure. What little conversation they have had, Peggy clings onto when her agent gets under her skin. She’d need it most of all when her agent got under her skin once again, denying her the chance to wear one of Rogers’ famous designs. She finally throws it all to the wind when he makes a comment, pulling Steve into her office to fuck these frustrations out and have an important conversation. Word Count: 3644 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/732391483829846016/stress-relief-in-flowery-gown?source=share

Title: Don’t Go Searching For What Goes Bump In The Dark Author:  Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: G5: Forced To Hurt Partner Pairing: Clint/Bucky Rating: Mature Warnings: Hurt/Comfort Summary: They had worked for this peaceful life, after a lifetime of turmoil and pain. They deserved this peace that they’d carved out for themselves. Peace can only last for so long, as life liked to remind Clint that it surely was a bitch. His peaceful life with his mate, with the love of his life, his soulmate is crumbled into ruins when Bucky disappears one morning. Clint would do anything to get his mate back, even if that meant walking into the slimy tentacles of Hydra itself. Word Count: 2337 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/732749869200130048/dont-go-searching-for-what-goes-bump-in-the-dark?source=share

Title: Here, At The End of All Things Author:  Cerylid Card #: MRP-047 Square Filled: O2: Nightmares Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Mature Warnings: Physical - Touch-starved, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Resurrection, Suicidal Thoughts, Grief/Mourning, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Trauma, Uncanny X-Men (2018) Wolverine and Cyclops, Alternative Universe - Slight Canon Divergence Summary: The other X-Men have vanished, and a newly-resurrected Scott has called out their enemies to face him at the remains of the School, determined to take as many of them with him as he can. He didn't expect Logan to show up and help. He didn't expect to survive. And he certainly didn't expect Logan to stay and look after him afterwards. Word Count: 3248 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50118301

Title: Resolution Author:  Cerylid Card #: MRP-047 Square Filled: I2: Soothing/Healing touch Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Warnings: Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Logan is a Softie (X-Men), Sexual Content, telepathic trauma, Not Jean Grey Friendly Summary: After a bitter argument with his ex, Scott is rescued from his doubts by Logan. Word Count: 2474 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53440141

Title: Fifth Times the Charm Author:  Cerylid Card #: MRP-047 Square Filled: I1: "Opportunity Knocks" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Gen Warnings: Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Scott is Scott, Logan is a Softie (X-Men) Summary: Scott Summers has been trying to ask Logan to the New Year party for a couple of weeks, but it keeps going wrong. When he finally gets the chance, can he overcome he fears to find out if Logan feels the same? Word Count: 2162 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53115751

Title: Long Nights Author:  Cerylid Card #: MRP-047 Square Filled: G4: Napping Together Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Mature Warnings: 5+1 Things, Missions, Only One Bed, Pool & Billiards, Grief/Mourning, Hurt Scott Summers, Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Protective Logan (X-Men), Grumpy Logan (X-Men), Making Out, Intimacy Summary: Five long nights that Logan found difficult... and one long night he didn't. Word Count: 3791 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53116726

Title: New Beginnings Author:  Cerylid Card #: MRP-047 Square Filled: I3: "I love you" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Gen Warnings: Krakoa Era (X-Men), Developing Relationship, Intimacy, Making Out, Resurrection Summary: Mother Mold has been destroyed, and the whole of the new mutant nation of Krakoa has been celebrating. Everything has changed, everything is new, and maybe it’s the chance for new beginnings. Word Count: 1475 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53556145

Title: It’s a Party! (It’s a Party! - Chapter 1) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: O5: Alternative Reality/Universe Pairing: Logan Howlett & Morgan Stark, Darcy Lewis/Sam Wilson, James “Bucky” Barnes & Darcy Lewis, James “Bucky” Barnes & Sam Wilson, James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers Rating: Teen Major Tags/Warnings: blindfolds, mentioning of sabotage, teasing Summary: Logan brought the cake for Bucky’s birthday party and immediately got roped in the preparations by a young lady. Steve put a blindfold on Bucky, who complained. And Sam, he got accused of sabotage. Word Count: 862 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46204081/chapters/116320420 Title: Moonlight - Private Investigations - Chapter 1: Moonlight P.I.? Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: O4: Noir Detective AU Pairing: Darcy Lewis & Natasha Romanoff, Frank Castle/Darcy Lewis, Frank Castle & Natasha Romanoff Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: suggestive themes, discussion of death, mentioning of violence, mentioning of brainwashing, mentioning of cheating Summary: To get her P.I. business running, Darcy did a favor for her neighbor. Natasha had a different idea to do so and introduced Frank Castle to her. Word Count: 2748 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47468947/chapters/119626003

Title: Hydra Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: O3: Run in with a Hydra (not Hydra!) Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: doubt, mistakes, dark Summary: Our boys have a run-in with a hydra. Word Count: 0(Moodboard) Link: https://www.tumblr.com/muffinengineer86/733819216896180224/title-hydra?source=share

Title: Soaking Wet (Chapter 1) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: G2: Pick-up lines Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Loki Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Warnings: porn, unprotected sex, squirting, wet sex Summary: Loki’s eyebrows pinched together. He had trouble processing what he just heard. How could a woman be too wet during sex? Word Count: 948 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48809404/chapters/123127993 Title: Stitches and Biscuits Club Snippets - Chapter 6: Operation “What shark, Tony?” Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: G1: Nightmare fuel Pairing: Darcy Lewis & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Frank Castle, James “Bucky” Barnes & Darcy Lewis, James “Bucky” Barnes & Jack Rollins, James “Bucky” Barnes & Cameron Klein Rating: Teen Major Tags/Warnings: attacked by creature, fatigue, jump scare, pranks Summary: “Dr. Lewis, if I may interrupt. Sir is very uncooperative. I think now is the perfect time to initiate the plan “What shark?". Sir refuses to stop his current project. He hasn’t slept for fifty-three hours.” Jarvis’ voice sounded out of the club room’s speakers as Darcy and club members discussed the newest edition of the “Hot Stitches” magazine. “Yes!” Peter jumped up, all eyes on him. “Peter!” Darcy looked at the youngest club member with a raised eyebrow. Word Count: 1022 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45356182/chapters/125381350

Title: Steam Train (Holiday Hangover: Chapter 10) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: N5: What the hell was that noise? Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, polyamory, triple agent Brock, train driving, crack taken serious, fantasy, dreaming, sexual references, kinks mentioned Summary: Darcy never thought she would enjoy steam trains. Okay, she didn’t enjoy the trains, but her men were having fun learning how to operate one. Brock and Steve loved trains, and she had (with Tony’s help) found a place that gave you the steam train engineer experience. Her nerds not only dragged her with them, no they dressed accordingly. She had to admit they looked good in the train driver uniforms, dirty thoughts good. Word Count: 1153 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44305264/chapters/124924105

Title: Margarita Monday on a Thursday Part 2 (Her Red Lips - Chapter 4) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: N4: Survival Sex Pairing: Darcy Lewis & Yelena Belova, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: drinking, talking about big breasts, talking about stealing, mention of men’s opinion about big breasts, curse words Summary: Darcy spilled the beans to Yelena. The Russian now tried to summarize everything and make sense of it. Darcy wasn’t forthcoming with the missing details, but that wasn’t what had Yelena upset. No, it was the pitiful content of Darcy’s pantry. Word Count: 1830 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47653312/chapters/123582538 Title: Crystal Ball and Truths (Simply Magic - The 24h Help Hotline) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: Free Space - Magic Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Loki Rating: Teen Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, magic au, witch!Darcy, hotline operator Loki, crystal ball, language, slow burn Summary: “Ah, Darcy. How long has it been? Two hours? You must like my voice a lot.” Arrr. Gods. Was he reading her mind? That man was so entitled! She wished the Darth Vader Force choke move was real. “No, not really. As you should know by now, I’m an astrophysicist, and your manuals are shit. On top of it, I inherited a shop full of old magical objects with no manuals at all.” Word Count: 1141 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51385414/chapters/129850864

Title: Legendary Lost & Mythological Found Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: N2: Creepy Housekeeper Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Rating: Teen Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Daisy - Symbiont, Crete, Labyrinth, lost, talk about getting children, minotaur, a creature of legends, found, chocolate, cursing, verbal fighting Summary: Walking back the way he came, Daisy held his nose in the wind and sniffed. He found her trail, but it ended suddenly. The only thing he could make out was her glasses on the ground next to an old stone with a strange glyph, looking like a maze, carved into it. “Fuck.” “Ouch.” Darcy rubbed her butt, looking confused around the dark room. One minute she walked under the bright sun of Crete with Daisy, and the next, the ground beneath her feet opened and swallowed her up. Word Count: 1044 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49330948 Title: Operation “What shark, Brock?” (Stitches and Biscuits Club Snippets: Chapter 9) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: N1: Sphinx Riddles Pairing: Brock Rumlow & Jack Rolins, Frank Castle & Jeff the land shark, Peter Parker & Frank Castle, Darcy Lewis & Cameron Klein Rating: Teen Major Tags/Warnings: canon divergence, Jeff - the land shark, pranks, Jeff on a motorcycle Summary: Out of reflex, Brock waved back. He stopped himself and kept staring at the corner the motorcycle had rounded. “Did you see that?” “What?” “Frank Castle drove past us with Peter Parker and a shark on that bike.” Brock gestured towards the street corner. Word Count: 902 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45356182/chapters/130289551

Title: The Cherry Incident (Her Red Lips - Chapter 2) Author:  Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: B1: Scars Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Cameron Klein, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: cuckolding, insults, cheating, unhealthy pinning, shirtless man, triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Brock is kind of an asshole, but not to women Summary: Brock spotted Darcy as she set up a picnic for her boyfriend. Jack only was sarcastic but Brock took it quite literally. And now he was shirtless interrupting Darcy's and Cameron's date. Word Count: 1632 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47653312/chapters/120530506

Title: Waiting for a Reply (Matchmaker Femdom Edition - The Dating App: Chapter 2) Author:  MuffinEngineer86 aka. Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: O2 - Taking Care of Someone Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, Yelena Belova & Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers & Thor Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Avengers Tower AU, language, D/S dynamics, gentle femdom, submissive!Steve, domme!Darcy, dating app, it’s all Nat’s fault, kink negotiations, self-doubt, Yelena is a good friend, Thor is a good bro, alcohol, mentioning of other drug use Summary: Two days went by without a reply to her message. It was not only eating on Darcy but also Steve felt bad for not opening the app. Thor and Yelena helped their friends to overcome their self-doubt. Word Count: 942 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53898709/chapters/136884361

Title: Reassurance (Holiday Hangover: Chapter 14) Author:  MuffinEngineer86 aka. Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: G2 - Hugs and Kisses Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow Rating: T Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, polyamory, twins, fertility god, blessing, royal traditions, pre-wedding jitters, anticipatory grief, Fandal is flirting with Brock’s mom Summary: Darcy leaned into his back as best as her baby bump would allow. “Planning our or your escape?” "Neither." Brock took her hands in his, squeezing them tenderly. "Why? Do you need rescuing?" “No.” She lay her head between his shoulder blades. “Just a little nervous. I know we discussed it, but ...” Word Count: 838 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44305264/chapters/138631783

Title: Coddling The Injured (Dating Trouble: The Flying Wand: Chapter 2) Author:  MuffinEngineer86 aka. Muffin Card #: MRP-058 Square Filled: O2 - Taking Care of Someone Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers, James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, No Power AU, language, farmhand!Steve, farmhand! Bucky, handjob, Hitachi Wand, bleeding, sex dream, wound, Sam must never find out, sexy nurse uniform, Nurse!Steve, Nurse!Darcy, Patient!Bucky Summary: “You know I threw the wand!” Darcy asked from the doorway, smirking while playing with a lollipop. Steve’s breath hitched, and Bucky’s mouth fell open with a breathless “Wow!” Her boyfriends' reaction was priceless. Smirking, she popped the lollipop back into her mouth. Her boys did react to her new outfit exactly as she expected. Word Count: 710 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53701648/chapters/137013619

Title: The Flashback Blanket Author:  MycroftRH Card #: MRP-062 Square Filled: B3: Loki Pairing: Loki/Tony Stark (I'm using this as my one popular-ship exception) Rating: Gen Warnings: N/A Summary: Loki was pressed against a wall, green flickering sickeningly around his hands, eyes tinged red. Thor threw himself towards him as Steve grabbed for the shield. “Wait, hang on! Back off!” Tony, armorless, darted in between them, hand held out warningly not to Loki but to Thor and Steve, gesturing them back. “Give him some room, for fuck’s sake - “ he said as he all but shoved them away from Loki. “Stand away, Anthony, he will harm you.” Word Count: 1936 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51245299

Title: Pier Fishing Author:  MycroftRH Card #: MRP-062 Square Filled: N2: Prompt was "break up," but I replaced it with the adoptable "pier fishing" Pairing: Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley/Bruce Banner/Hulk Rating: Gen Warnings: Summary: Bruce & Hulk & Steven & Marc & Jake deal with a sea monster, and also possibly some feelings. Word Count: 2071 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54305425

Title: Pier Fishing Author: MycroftRH Card #: MRP-062 Square Filled: N2, by way of an adoptable Pairing: Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley/Bruce Banner/Hulk Rating: G Warnings: None Summary: Bruce & Hulk & Steven & Marc & Jake deal with a sea monster, and also possibly some feelings. Word Count: 2,071 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54305425

Title: “Insider” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: N5: “Discovering someone’s secret identity”. Pairing: (Not) Brock Rumlow X Jemma Simmons (Love). Rating: Teen Warnings: Skrull, betrayal, heartbroken. Summary: Jemma discovers a horrible secret. Word Count: 538 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731245857969733632/insider

Title: “Urban building” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: G1: “Scary urban legend” Pairing: Brock Rumlow & Jack Rollins (Friendship). Rating: Teen Warnings: Urban legends come true, enchanted building. Summary: Urban legends aren’t real, are they? Word Count: 530 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731336443201486848/urban-building

Title: “Now is real” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: G2: Pretend couple becomes real Pairing: Clarice Fong X John Proudstar (Thunderblink) Rating: Teen Warnings: Love, fluff, undercover mission Summary: Clarice and John finally admit their feelings. Word Count: 502 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731517641592815616/now-is-real

Title: “Not an alliance” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: G3: “Shapeshifters” Pairing: Raven Darkholme & Erik Lensherr (Work). Rating: Teen Warnings: Shapeshifters, argue. Summary: Can mutants have an alliance with shapeshifters? Word Count: 511 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731698834616516608/not-an-alliance

Title: “I can’t believe it” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: G4: “Dealing with a betrayal” Pairing: Marcos Díaz X Lorna Dane (Eclaris) (Love) Rating: Teen Warnings: Betrayal Summary: Can Marcos forgive Lorna and protect their child? Word Count: 540 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731880026978631680/i-cant-believe-it

Title: Melted gift Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: G5: “Melted ice cream”. Pairing: Anna Marie D’Ancanto X Robert Drake (Love). Rating: Teen Warnings: Melted ice cream. Summary: Bobby cook something special for Rogue Word Count: 100 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/731972515557261312/melted-gift

Title: “Escaping” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O1: “Survival instinct” Pairing: Clarice Fong/Ferguson X John Proudstar (Thunderblink) (Love). Rating: Teen Warnings: Escaping, Sentinels, Purifiers. Summary: Clarice and John need to use their abilities to escape from danger. Word Count: 521 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732151821570818048/escaping

Title: “Not normal photos” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O2: “Spooky photographs” Pairing: Ana/Satana Helstrom & Chris Yen (Friendship) Rating: Teen Warnings: Scary encounter, horror, spooky photographs. Summary: Ana and Chris appraised some stuff in an old house. Word Count: 564 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732332935133495296/not-normal-photos

Title: “Not normal photos” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O2: Spooky photographs Pairing: Ana/Satana Helstrom & Chris Yen (Friendship) Rating: Teen Warnings: Scary encounter, horror, spooky photographs Summary: Ana and Chris appraised some stuff in an old house. Word Count: 564 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732332935133495296/not-normal-photos

Title: “Glitter” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O3: Sequins/Glitter Pairing: Nico Minoru X Karolina Dean (Deanoru) (Love). Rating: Teen Warnings: Glitter, fluff, femslash. Summary: Karolina loves glitter, Nico doesn’t. Word Count: 507 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732514225252139008/glitter

Title: “Undead” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O4: Necromancer Pairing: Nico Minoru & Alex Wilder (Friendhship). Rating: Teen Warnings: Necromancer, spirits, talking to the dead. Summary: A necromancer can’t be a problem for Nico, right? Word Count: 542 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732608594725470208/undead

Title: “Garden” Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: O5: Surprise Pairing: Karolina Dean X Julie Power (Love). Rating: Teen Warnings: Secret garden, secret gift, femslash. Summary: Julie wanna surprise Karolina. Word Count: 100 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/732876877742637057/garden

Title: Cost Author:  Annie/nekoannie-chan Card #: MRP-066 Square Filled: B1 “Short term gains at a long term cost.” Pairing: Steve Rogers & Clarice Fong (Friends). Rating: Teen Warnings/Tags: Mention of betrayal. Summary: Steve asked Clarice for help. Word Count: 556 Link: https://nekoannie-chan.tumblr.com/post/745469836561350656/cost https://www.wattpad.com/1429251324-marvel-rare-pairing-round-3-cost https://archiveofourown.org/works/54406006

Title: Cross the Sky for your love Author:  SomeSortofItalianRoast Card #: MRP- 067 Square Filled: O5: Running out of Time Pairing: Tony Stark/Thor Rating: Teen Warnings: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, First Kiss, Injury Summary: Tony had spent years learning how to live as Tony Stark and as Iron Man. He'd never thought he'd be racing across the sky against time itself as he tried to save his Soulmate. Word Count: 2170 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51394282

Title: Wingmen and Airmen, Flirting and Flying - Chapter 1: Two Drink Limit (Limits Were Made To Be Tested) Author:  rebelmeg Card #: MRP-084 Square Filled: B2: image of Tony & Rhodey Pairing: Tony & Rhodey, Carol & Maria, Rhodey/Carol, Tony/Maria Rating: Teen Warnings: first meeting, flirting Summary: Rhodey lays down the law, Tony scoffs at the very idea, Carol is considering hijinks, and Maria is up for the challenge. Word Count: 1752 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/rebelmeg/732862242223210496/new-session-archive-of?source=share&ref=rebelmeg

Title: Wingmen and Airmen, Flirting and Flying - Chapter 2: Darts and Tequila and Pairing Up Author:  rebelmeg Card #: MRP-084 Square Filled: N5: best friends forever Pairing: MIT Bros, Carol & Maria, Rhodey/Carol, Tony/Maria Rambeau Rating: Teen Major tags/warnings: flirting, drunken shenanigans, kissing Summary: Rhodey braces himself to make his move, Tony makes his, and last call comes as a surprise to everyone. Word Count: 2093 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/rebelmeg/732941439022006272/new-session-archive-of?source=share&ref=rebelmeg

Title: Wingmen and Airmen, Flirting and Flying - Chapter 3: I'll See Your Hangover, and Raise You Another Author:  rebelmeg Card #: MRP-084 Square Filled: N4: found family Pairing: Rhodey/Carol, Tony/Maria Rambeau, MIT Bros, Carol & Maria Rating: Teen Major tags/warnings: hangovers, slightly secret identities revealed, embarrassment, plans for a second date Summary: The boys are having just as miserable a morning as could be expected after their night out, but when they finally do show up at the demonstration, a couple of familiar faces are there to greet them. Word Count: 2068 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/rebelmeg/733050469850710016/new-session-archive-of?source=share&ref=rebelmeg

Title: Heart Eyes Over Coffee Author:  rebelmeg Card #: MRP-084 Square Filled: O2: Unexpected Love Pairing: Bucky/Sarah Rating: Gen Major Tags/Warnings: coffeeshop AU, work dad bucky and his teenage kids, flirting, fluff and humor Summary: Papa Bear Bucky (wow, does he hate that nickname) falls in love at first sight, while his work kids ogle and make helpful commentary. "Helpful" being extremely subjective... Word Count: 2324 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/rebelmeg/733488970613374976/new-session-archive-of?source=share

Title: a bruise of a kiss Author:  Xenomorphic Card #: MRP-086 Square Filled: G3: Stuck together - literally Pairing: Loki/Stephen Strange Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Summary: Loki and Stephen become stuck together when a spell backfires. It has mixed results. Word Count: 2690 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51557656

Title: warm like a hug, sweet like a kiss Author:  Xenomorphic Card #: MRP-086 Square Filled: B5: Coffee Shop (+ O5 Bakery AU) Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/Stephen Strange Rating: Gen Major Tags/Warnings: N/A Summary: Down Mainstreet, Westview, NJ, Wanda Maximoff and Stephen Strange meet from across the road. Word Count: 4390 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51554248

Title: What Doesn’t Kill Us Author:  Xenomorphic Card #: MRP-086 Square Filled: Square I1 Mission ends bloody but successful and the adoptable prompt Bruises and cuts. Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes & Thunderbolts team, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes/John Walker/Sam Wilson, Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop, James "Bucky" Barnes & Yelena Belova Rating: Mature Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Season 1, Drama & Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, they're all messed up your honor, Team Dynamics, Mother Hen Bucky Barnes(love that that's a tag), 5+1 Things, Divorced John Walker Summary: It very much starts and ends with John which is kind of an issue because Sam gets so fucking smug about it. “You do know that you’re less their team leader and more their nanny, right?”

Or, five times Bucky looks after his team and one time he lets someone else take care of him. Word Count: 9091 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54242446?view_adult=true

Title: A Shadow Among Shadows Author:  Xenomorphic Card #: MRP-086 Square Filled: I4 Ghostly Chill Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes/John Walker, background John Walker/Olivia Walker, background James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson - Relationship, implied John Walker/Sam Wilson Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Season 1, Smut, Light Hurt/Comfort, Open Relationships, Knife Playdom/sub dynamics, light roleplay, Fighting As Foreplay, John: this better not awaken anything in me, also John: actually on second thought, No cheating Summary: He really wishes he was normal sometimes, normaler. At least Bucky’s in a similar wavelength of messed up, take some lose some and all that bullshit. Or, they have an arrangement. Word Count: 5093 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54254146

Title:  As if We had Plenty of Time Author: stormxpadme Card #: NSFW Bingo Card #2 - complete Square Filled: Caught in the rain | Your clothes are soaked. Take them off. | Fireplace | Sharing body heat | Friends to lovers Pairing: Scott/Logan/OC Rating: Explicit Warnings: none Summary: It's been almost three decades since jealousy issues in the X-Men's team almost led to tragedy. With the relationships between Jean and Logan and Scott and his wife unshakeable by now and everyone having grown and matured a lot, the two couples recently discovered a new and exciting solution for the occasional sexual tension still playing between all four of them. A night of comfort after a funeral in Germany finally offers a chance at least for three of them to embark on this journey of exploration together. Word Count: 11127 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55134730

Title: My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold, chapter 3 Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: MRP Spring Break Adoptables (prompt: 13 - Picnic) Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: none for this chapter Summary: Logan helps Scott recover from physically and mentally being brought back to life. Word Count: 5899 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51254512/chapters/138639148

#marvel rare pair bingo #mrp2024 #thor #bruce banner #tony stark #loki #sam wilson #natasha romanoff #bucky barnes #clint barton #matt murdock #foggy nelson #peggy carter #scott summers #james howlett #cyclops #wolverine #captain america #winter soldier #iron man #falcon #black widow #hawkeye #daredevil #morgan stark #darcy lewis #logan howlett #frank castle #peter parker #jack rollins

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30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 4

Write about your MC’s personal style (from this list) ➸ set in the Bakeoff AU, before the events of summer came like cinnamon, so sweet and referencing an event from the first chapter of @firstelevens original fic in the series (sugar pie, honey bunch) and yes, I'm aware this is a huuuuge stretch for this prompt, don't worry about it!

Karen’s just left them to go get another round from the bar when Foggy’s phone starts ringing. On the screen, a photo of Daisy looking comically crestfallen while holding a ruined sufflé pops up and Foggy swipes to accept the call immediately.

“Hey, Daisy, what’s up?” he asks, aiming for casual but…well, Daisy’s roughly his age and avoids talking on the phone as much as anyone of their generation does, if not more. He’s slightly concerned that something must be wrong. Across from him, Matt’s expression turns pinched, probably because he’s thinking the same thing or he can hear the worry in Foggy’s voice.

“Did you watch the episode last night?” Daisy asks, without preamble or greeting. 

“Oh, yeah. I mean, me and Karen did. Matt fell asleep like ten minutes in.”

Daisy scoffs over the line at the same time as Matt says, “I already apologized like five times for that!”

Pulling the phone away from his mouth slightly, Foggy says, “I know you did. And I forgive you. I know how important your beauty sleep is to you.”

Matt rolls his eyes, looking vaguely embarrassed at the same time. Foggy’s not sure if the extended time away during the show has made old things he’d gotten used to before new again or if this really is something new, but Matt’s easier to fluster than he remembered. Foggy could have sworn he made lots of jokes about Matt’s good looks and Matt always just brushed them off. This new shyness about it is surprising.

“Anyway,” Foggy says, turning his attention back to Daisy, “I saw the episode. Why do you ask?”

“Have you been online at all today?”

“You mean, have I been connected to the Internet at all? Yes, of course, Daisy, come on!”

“No, I mean, on social media,” Daisy says, impatiently.

“I don’t really use social media. You know that.”

“I know you have your finsta,” she replies. “I didn’t know if anyone had tagged you in anything there. Or if you have a dummy twitter account to lurk sometimes.”

Foggy laughs. “God, no!”

“Don’t say it like it’s totally ludicrous! People do it!”

“Yeah, but not me,” Foggy says, still laughing. “I’m just a simple country lawyer. What need have I of your twitters and your algorithms?”

He feels like he can hear Daisy roll her eyes on the other end of the call. “You’re such a dork!”

“Sorry. What’s so important that you needed to call me on the phone to ask if I have a secret Twitter account?”

“The Internet is freaking out about you, Foggy Nelson.”

Foggy’s stomach sinks. “It is?” he asks. “What did I do?”

“You looked too damn hot in this week’s episode, apparently.”

“I—what?” Foggy asks, feeling so utterly stupid. None of those words made any sense to him, which is troubling because most of them were pretty simple. “Wait, did I look really sweaty or something?”

“No, dumbass,” Daisy says, “I mean ‘hot’ like ‘god, he’s so hot, I want to have his babies,’ which, by the way, is a real tweet I read about you not fifteen minutes ago.”

“What?!” Foggy basically shouts, which makes Matt lean forward in his seat and give him a questioning look.

“Your humility is really beyond the pale, Franklin. It’s like you don’t know you’re hot!”

“I don’t know that,” he says, still freaking out slightly. “I’ve been called that by three, maybe four people in my whole life before today! It’s not a common occurrence.”

“I don’t believe that for a second,” Daisy says, because she’s fundamentally loyal and it makes her confused sometimes. 

“Well, if it’s happening a lot, it must be behind my back, then.”

Matt, apparently done with being out of the loop, reaches across the table to poke Foggy’s wrist with his index finger. Foggy replies in turn by patting Matt’s hand with his twice, hoping that conveys that there’s no emergency. 

“Well, it’s happening a lot on Twitter right now,” Daisy replies. “Which, I guess is still behind your back, technically.”

“That’s…great, I guess…”

“I thought you’d be happier,” she says, sounding worried. “You seem upset.”

“It’s just weird to think about,” Foggy says, keeping his tone mild. He’s not mad at Daisy by any stretch, but having people outside of the neighborhood know who he is and have strong opinions about him has proven to be a tougher concept to reckon with than he originally anticipated. “It’s that thing of being perceived in a way that I have no control over.”

“Yeah, I get that,” Daisy replies, thoughtfully. “I just…I thought you should know you’re the Internet’s reigning boyfriend at the moment.”

Foggy laughs, still feeling weird but in a warmer, cozier way than before. “Well, it’s an honor to be somebody’s boyfriend, I suppose.”

Matt’s head perks up at that, like a dog who’s heard a strange noise, and Foggy resists the urge to laugh at him for it. Karen returns with their next round at that precise moment, too, and makes a face at this pronouncement as she slides Foggy’s beer across the table to him. He also sees her look over at Matt, as if he’ll have more answers somehow.

“I’m guessing based on your blasé reaction to this news that I shouldn’t send you a curated collection of mine and Colleen’s favorite tweets about how gorgeous you are?” Daisy asks, innocently.

“For the sake of my mental health, you probably shouldn’t,” Foggy replies, “but honestly, today’s been a weird one and we had a miserable time in court, so it might cheer me up.”

Daisy squeals excitedly, which is not a noise Foggy knew she made before this very moment. She didn’t even make that noise when she won Bake-Off, not that he’s allowed to tell anyone that yet. “That’s what I like to hear,” she exclaims. “Alright, well, get ready for some screenshots. And also sorry in advance for any psychological damage I may cause.”

“Thanks,” Foggy laughs. “Both for the apologies in advance and for making sure I knew about this.”

“What are friends for?” Daisy sighs happily, and then hangs up without a goodbye.

“What’s going on?” Karen asks as she takes a sip from her beer.

“Have you been on Twitter today?” he asks, in response.

“I’m a journalist, Foggy. Unfortunately, most of my life is spent on Twitter.”

“Do you follow any Bake-Off people there?”

“I might follow the official twitter for the show itself, but I’m not sure. Why?”

“Apparently, Twitter is freaking out about me in last night’s episode.”

“Really? What do they have to freak out about?” Matt asks, frowning.

Foggy shrugs. “I don’t know. Just me, I guess? I looked good or something.”

“I told you that you looked good last night,” Karen says, gesturing broadly to convey her annoyance. “You didn’t believe me.”

“You’re one of my best friends, Karen. You have to lie to me about that kind of thing!”

“No, I don’t! And I wasn’t!”

“Well, you’re about to be vindicated,” Foggy says. “Daisy and Colleen are sending me screenshots.”

As if on cue, Foggy’s phone lights up with several messages being sent to his and Colleen and Daisy’s group chat and the notifications don’t slow down at all for another full minute.

“God,” Foggy says, just looking at the new messages pouring in. “She wasn’t kidding.”

“You want to read them,” Karen asks, with a bright, dangerous look in her eye, “or shall I?”

Foggy hands over his phone without a second thought. “Probably better if you do it,” he says, feeling genuine panic and terror at the idea. It’s too late to go back now, though. He’s gotten her hopes up.

“Oh my god,” Karen says, after he’s gotten his phone unlocked for her. She puts her hand to her mouth to disguise her…horror? Amusement? Both? It’s hard to tell.

“What?” Foggy asks, anxiously, and Matt turns over his hand underneath Foggy’s palm so he can give it a quick squeeze, which…that shouldn’t be as soothing as it actually is. It’s, frankly, ridiculous that it helps so much.

“Foggy,” Karen says, excitedly, “you’re a sensation!”

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guy with no problems • juliachildsplay

um… hello?? Foggy coming into the tent with those little braids??? I’m experiencing symptoms????

the hateful nate • nateorade

I’ve been online too long because the minute I saw Foggy Nelson with his hair in braids, I just shouted OOOHHH GENDER!! at the top of my lungs. my gf and my cat both left the room in protest.

kelly nguyen • gaygrenadine

me normally: it’s so embarrassing when cis dudes get so much credit for the mildest defiance of gender norms… me seeing foggy’s braids in GABO: yasss queen thank you for my rights 🌈🙌 gender is sooo over!!

brynn it to wynn it • flibbertigibbety

I did not actually think Foggy could get hotter to me than when he responded to people ridiculing his French pronunciation by revealing he speaks fluent Punjabi, but I was WRONG!! 

Ezekiel (he/they) • ezeydoesitt

how is anyone getting any baking done right now when foggy is there looking so so good?? couldn’t be me!!!

world’s #1 trilla apologist • eldritchedeelite

lord, I am not one of your strongest soldiers… foggy in that salmon colored t-shirt and those braids… I am WEAK

dinah (derogatory) • surelytemple

my two cents is that Ava deserves star baker this week because she is somehow still baking with foggy nelson’s whole beautiful self directly in her eye line. talk about performing under pressure.

bram (not stoker) • bramblinnmann

I am watching bakeoff with my family right now and it’s getting very difficult to pretend to be straight in front of them when Foggy’s out here looking this hot

your future canceled wife • thecouturevulture

THEM: hey how was bakeoff this week? what did everyone make? was it good? ME: FOGGY NELSON WORE HIS HAIR IN BRAIDS!!! 

citizen paddington  • genderemporia

I literally couldn’t tell you a single thing that happened in this episode of GABO. Foggy appeared onscreen and my brain shut off for the next hour. I came to and I was googling wedding venues, idk man

Kira Iris • villainesque

I don’t condone people getting obsessed with public figures and violating their privacy but if some of yall wanted to be weird and find out if Foggy’s “partner” he references is a business thing or a romantic thing, I would look the other way just this once

Default Username, Esq. • shrimpheavencanwait

thank god foggy nelson isn’t on social media or I would be embarrassing myself I would be in those DMs like cheese filling in a danish I would be bringing shame upon my ancestors for that man I promise you

Helena Bee 🐝♿️ • bananabreadcrumbs

that part of the episode where Colleen walked behind Foggy and pulled one of his braids to say hello and he smiled at her??? It just hurts to see other people live your dreams???

spy x savage x fenty  • coolnormalchill

foggy deserves star baker because he cured my depression and my gender dysphoria in one fell swoop and that’s that on that

Lindy the SEO bitch • easilysearchablebrandname

other bakers: [make the snack] Foggy Nelson: [is the snack]

sayid’s secret account! • sayidsayless

I didn’t hear who won star baker, I didn’t see who got sent home, l learned nothing about sweet dough, I was busy googling foggy nelson Instagram foggy nelson partner foggy nelson star sign 

hb lovecraft • hazelbleu

I've already decided to call out sick from work tomorrow so I can spend the whole day watching the inevitable Foggy fancams that will come from this week’s GABO. It’s my duty as an American.

go gert go • yorkestown

if there’s any uneven bakes this week, we all know it’s because Foggy was simply too hot to handle and it threw off everyone’s baking times

SORRY 4 PARTY BROCKIN’ • attackthebrock

foggy saying that one thing he loves about bakeoff is never having a shortage of people to share his bakes with, because normally it’s just up to his partner to finish them. ME AND WHO TBH????

nora mcclain 👻🥀🖤 • themostest

Foggy explaining the hot cross bun recipe he’s making prompted my (allegedly) straight husband to say, out of nowhere, “I’d let him put a bun in MY oven!” Like, sir??? I’m right here???

stardew valley girl • wooloolemon

it’s crazy how many babies are going to be born nine months from the airing of Great American Bake-Off Season 3 Episode 6

Tolkien Straightguy • helmsdeepthroat

it’s pretty normal for me to end an episode of bake-off hungrier than I was before, but I’ve never finished one this THIRSTY my god

maddie📍grad school hell • doctorwormphd

seeing foggy with those french braids made me crazy y’all!! I almost redownloaded tinder I was so lost in the sauce

blandine montpetit ☮️💟 • peaceandloafs

Ava’s star baker moment was so deserved, I’m just sorry we were all too distracted by Foggy being the cutest human alive to really appreciate it. But not sorry enough that it won’t happen again.

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“We’ve strayed very far from the light of god, I think,” Foggy says, with his face pressed into the sticky surface of the table, which…yeah, bad idea, but one of many he’s had tonight. Matt pats the back of his neck with a hand that was maybe supposed to be more in the direction of his head and ended up somewhere more weirdly intimate by accident. Foggy lifts his head to put an end to it, not because it didn’t feel nice but precisely because it did and that in turn makes him feel a bunch of messy emotions he doesn’t like. “Karen, what are you doing? Are there more?”

“Yes, but they’re getting a little redundant, honestly,” she says, squinting at his phone’s screen. “Everybody wants you to impregnate them, apparently.”

Matt chokes on air at the same time as Foggy chokes on his beer, so it takes both of them a few seconds to recover and respond. 

“They what?” Matt asks, looking pale.

“The power of a new hairstyle,” Karen says, with a self-satisfied smile, though she directs it at Matt, for some reason. They have a lot more meaningful looks and mysterious half-conversations these days than they used to before Foggy went away to film the show. At least, that’s how it feels to him and if Karen didn’t have a boyfriend that she seemed to love a lot, he’d be worried that she and Matt were going to try dating again, for all it was a disaster the (admittedly brief) first time. Instead, it feels like they developed a shorthand while he was away and, granted he also made a bunch of close friends who he essentially talks to in baking-themed twin speak, it still makes him feel strange. He didn’t think him being away for the time that he was would change so much, but apparently it did. Matt and Karen speak in code now, and the Internet wants to fuck him. Life is strange.

“Do you really talk about me on the show that much?” Matt asks, apropos of nothing, it feels like.

“What? What do you mean?”

“A lot of those tweets referenced you talking about your partner,” Matt replies, looking thoughtful. “That’s me, I assume.”

“Yes, obviously,” Foggy says as his face heats. “Why shouldn’t I talk about you?”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t. I just didn’t realize it was enough to be noticeable.”

“One thing I’ve learned about the Bake-Off viewers is that they notice everything,” Foggy says. “And I don’t mean to talk about you a lot, but you’re important to me and you’re in most of my stories and…all that…”

Matt seems to be thinking hard about that, while Karen is sitting with her chin resting in the palm of her hand, still scrolling through Foggy’s phone. 

“What are you doing over there, Page?” Foggy asks, in the hopes of distracting everyone from the corny admission he just made that got met with silence. 

“Just sending a few of these to my phone,” she says, with a sheepish look. “I want to show Frank.”

“God, no!” Foggy yelps as he reaches out to snatch his phone back. “I don’t need Frank knowing about these! It’s bad enough Matt had to hear them!”

“Why is it bad for me to know?” Matt asks, startled out of his reverie by the mention of his name.

“Because you think all of this is stupid!”

“All of what? Twitter?”

“No,” Foggy sighs, and then thinks it over. “I mean, I assume you do think Twitter is largely stupid, actually—”

“And you’d be right,” Karen adds.

“What I meant was you think all this stuff about the show is stupid.”

“No, I don’t,” Matt says, frowning. “I mean, I confess I don’t understand half the stuff you say on the show or about it, but that doesn’t mean I think it’s stupid. If anything, it makes me think I’m stupid.”

“Well, you certainly can’t be impressed by everything Karen just read us,” Foggy replies, gesturing with his phone. He’s aware, in the back of his mind, that he’s doing that thing you’re never supposed to do and negotiating against himself, but he can’t really stop it, for some reason. “It makes the fans of the show sound insane!”

“I understood even less of that than I do of the baking terminology, honestly,” Matt admits, “but I think most of those people have the right idea.”

“You mean, hitting on Foggy via Twitter? You think that’s the right move in this situation?” Karen asks, and there’s some kind of play acting going on in her tone, like she’s goading Matt about something that Foggy doesn’t have the context for.

“I’m saying Foggy’s loveable,” Matt replies to her with an unexpected amount of heat. “I don’t know why he acts like he isn’t.”

Foggy blinks at them, feeling like he’s stepped into the middle of an old argument he didn’t know about. “Am I still a part of this conversation, or…?”

Karen’s expression clears first and she turns to Foggy with a reluctantly amused expression, like she doesn’t know what to do with him, he’s so silly. “Of course you are! Matt and I were just agreeing about how great we think you are! That’s all!”

“Yeah, sure,” Foggy replies. It sure as hell didn’t sound like two people agreeing on anything, but he’s willing to let it go. “Well, if I’ve learned anything from this uncomfortable incident, it’s that I should braid my hair more often.”

“And that you look good in that salmon-colored shirt,” Karen adds, helpfully. 

“Which is too bad, because I spilled ink all over it a few weeks ago.”

“Writing with a quill again?” Matt asks, innocently.

“No, I was helping Ruthie,” Foggy says, rolling his eyes when Matt’s smiles stupidly at his own joke. “Her newest hobby is calligraphy.”

“I thought she was into knitting now?” Karen says.

“Old news,” Foggy replies. “I’m just praying her next kick is baking so it can be something I’m even remotely good at.”

“I suppose it’s too much to ask that she gets really interested in reading up on legal precedent, huh?” Matt asks, thoughtfully.

“Yeah, probably,” Foggy laughs. “The point is, my magical salmon shirt that apparently makes me irresistible to random people on the Internet is out of commission.”

“Oh, well,” Karen sighs. “You’ll just have to subsist on the attentions of your local admirers.”

Foggy takes a sip of his beer. “I wasn’t aware I had any of those,” he says.

“Probably a lot more than you think,” she says, and she’s giving Matt another one of those weird looks again. Foggy decides it’s probably safer not to ask, and resolves to change the subject instead.

#i don't know what this is but it's done i tell youuu hwhat #it does not work that well for the prompt but what can you do #hws30days #homelywenchsociety #that's my writing tag! don't worry about it! #bakeoff au #the gbbo au #mattfoggy #daredevil #foggy nelson #matt murdock #karen page #writing challenge #series: how sweet it is

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“i swear it feels like coming home” (read on ao3)

written as part of the daredevil and defenders exchange, for @feenyreadscomics! it’s a comics inspired fic about middle-aged matt and foggy taking a leap into something new :)

summary:

“I trust you.” Foggy said, right into the space behind Matt’s ear.

Matt stepped over the railing and suddenly Foggy’s legs were wrapping around his waist too. Another breath and Matt stepped into thin air.

tags:

Matt Murdock/Franklin “Foggy” Nelson

mentions of other marvel characters - Freeform

Getting Together

Old Friends

Romance

(edit source, credit to @seculrhaze)

#submission #marvel #Daredevil #daredevil fic #Matt Murdock #foggy nelson #dde2023 #mattfoggy

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FIC WRITING REVIEW 2023

Thank you @loki-is-my-kink-awakening for coming up with this!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

(I just copied @voiceoffenrisulfr who copied @foxywrites thank you both for tagging me <3)

Before we start I want to note that I hope to post 6 more fics this year and make it to 100 posted works before 2024 ^^

Words and Fics

335,338 words published in 2023

70 fics worked on

62 completed fics

most productive month: July with 74,045 words

monthly words average: 27,945 words

Top 5 Pairings

Clint Barton/Matt Murdock [16]

James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton [13]

Matt Murdock/Franklin "Foggy" Nelson [6]

Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier [6]

James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark [6]

Top 5 by Comments

Purple and Red; all the same to me (AUgust Writing Challenge 2023) - 78

The quiet life - 17

Building a Relationship - 14

Safe Place - 13

3 Times Matt's date didn't take his blindness well (+1 where it wasn't the biggest surprise that night) - 6

Top 5 by Kudos

3 Times Matt's date didn't take his blindness well (+1 where it wasn't the biggest surprise that night) - 255

Couch already taken - 208

The Reporter and The Lawyer - The Devil and The Protector - 146

Daredevil: The Man with Trauma - 131

Fuck Ninjas - 122

Top 5 by Hits

The Reporter and The Lawyer - The Devil and The Protector - 2,251

3 Times Matt's date didn't take his blindness well (+1 where it wasn't the biggest surprise that night) - 1,725

Purple and Red; all the same to me (AUgust Writing Challenge 2023) - 1,724

Coming Untouched - 1,722

Building a Relationship - 1,529

Fandom Events in 2023

For this part, I'm only adding in Bingos that I was able to get a bingo/blackout for If you want to know more feel free to check out my masterlists in my pinned post <3

Bingos

[5/9] Any Fandom LGBTQ Bingo - Bingo

[5/5] July Break Flash Bingo - Black out

[9/9] July Break Mini Bingo - Black out

[25/25] July Break Bingo - Black out

[15/25] Marvel Rare Pair Bingo Round 1/2 - Bingo

[6/25] Masturbation Midsummer Bingo - DNF

[13/25] WinterIron Bingo - Bingo

[9/9] Writers Pride Month Bingo - Black out

Writing Challenge's

[30/30] Slash Mulitverse Daily Pride Prompts

[31/31] AU-gust Writing Challenge 2023

[5/31] Flufftober 2023

Upcoming Plans

Fic's I'm hoping to continue/complete next year:

[Clint/Bucky] Soul Marks and Metal Arms

[Clint/Natasha] To see the Bruises

[Matt/Foggy] Learning to Live again

[Clint/Bucky] Now I wear my scars just like Tattoos

[Clint/Rhodey] Bring them back (to get you back)

[Clint & Matt] Who even am I?!

[Clint/Matt] Hawkdevil AU

[Clint/Bucky] Domestic WinterHawk AU

[Clint/Matt] Building a Relationship

Writing Reflection

After I got back into writing fic this year it was something I really enjoyed all throughout this year. I discovered a bunch of fun challenges and servers, met many lovely people (sadly all online) and learned a lot. I have hyperfocused a lot, especially in the summer and I collected a boatload of prompts I would like to fill in the coming year.

I have a lot of fics already planned for the next year. There will be a lot of feels, fluff and angst/whump alike and I hope I can keep the run I had this year going.

A big thank you to everyone who supported me along the way, be it with ducking/spaghettiing fic ideas, sprinting with me, participating in challenges, commenting, sharing or even just reading and liking my fics. You folks mean the world to me and I love every single one of you. Take care and remember, as long as you do what you love you get a good grade in fandom <3

Tagging: @stripedscribe @ravenmold @endlesstwanted and everyone who wants to participate (totally not a cop-out because I lost track of my tumblr, no)

#writing challenge #2023 recap #2023 in review #fanfic #alternate universe #writing #writers of ao3 #tumblr tag game #writers on tumblr #is it obvious that I don't know how to tag? #2023 #masterlist #mcu #marvel #clint barton #matt murdock #bucky barnes #tony stark #hawkeye #daredevil #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr

[rewritethisstxry]

Hello and welcome to my mixed mosh little corner of tumblr. Here I write for a variety of fandoms and characters. Primarily will be featuring drabbles with the occasional longer piece. Headcanons will feature from time to time.

At the time I do NOT consent for my work to be translated or posted anywhere else.

Below you will find some more information on who and what I write.

MINORS DNI. Due to the nature of potential content, only 18 and older are allowed.

Characters || Rules || Masterlist || Slasher/horror writing blog : @slxsherwriter

What I will write:

Angst

Fluff

Smut

Platonic relationships

Alpha/Omega dynamics

What I won’t write:

Snuff

Rape, rape play, non con

Underage

Inc*st

Real person fic

Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Alexei Shostakov, Peter Parker, Victor Creed, Deacon Frost, Peter Quinn, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Foggy Nelson, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Nathan Summers, Eddie Brock, Cletus Kasady, Otto Octavius

DC Universe: Bruce Wayne, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Jonathan Crane, Clark Kent, Arthur Curry

Stranger Things: James Hopper, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Carson Beckett

Sons of Anarchy: Jackson “Jax” Teller, Harry “Opie” Winston, Filip “Chibs” Telford, Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz, Lincoln Potter, Galen O'Shay

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, Negan Smith

What We Do in the Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Guillermo de la Cruz, Laszlo Cravensworth

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield

Ted Lasso: Ted Lasso, Coach Beard, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent

Good Omens: Gabriel, Aziraphale, Crowley

Video Games: Connor RK800, CaptainJonathan Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Sniper

Movies: Finn Brody (Godzilla), Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim), Terry Malone (Black and Blue), Abe Guevara (Point Blank), Bobby O’Neill (The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard), Guy Clifton (The Crash), Roy Pulver (Boss Level), Sloan (Into the Ashes) Braxton Wolff (The Accountant), Ethan Sawyer (Those Who Wish Me Dead), Bradley James (Grudge Match), Sam Rossi (Sweet Virginia), Mr. McCarthy (Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl), Grady Travis (Fury), Griff (Baby Driver), Adam Frawley (The Town), Buddy (Baby Driver), Clyde Brenek (The Posession), Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband), Harvey Russell (Rampage), Jude Fisher (Peace, Love, and Misunderstanding), Luke Vaughn (Heist), Franklin Clay (The Losers), Max (The Resident), Nicomund the Red/Santa Claus (Violent Night), Doug Dennison (Sleepless), Frank Masters (The Equalizer), Hellboy (2019), Alex Baldr (Max Payne), Matt Graver (Sicario), Douglas Hunsiker (The Rise of the Planet of the Apes), Steve Emmett (Boa vs Python), Joe Braven (Braven), Lee Christmas (The Expendables), Deckard Shaw (Fast & Furious)

Musicals: Jack Kelly (Newsies), Dewey Finn (School of Rock), Hades (Hadestown)

Tv shows: Ike Evans (Magic City), Jason Crouse (The Good Wife), John Winchester (Supernatural), Mason Baldwin (Elementary), Colton Fisk (The Equalizer), Kevin Tidwell (Life), Declan Murphy (Law & Order: SVU), Eugene McGillicutty (Royal Pains), Chuck Martin (ER), Dickie Flood (Th Practice), Malcolm Bright (Prodigal Son)

Tolkien: Boromir, Faramir, Eomer

#fandom imagines #fandom writing #dc comics #marvel #sons of anarchy #lord of the rings #what we do in the shadows #pacific rim #resident evil #Ted lasso #walking dead #stranger things #good omens #obscure characters #obscure writings

[saintmurd0ck]

congrats on 500 🥰 your works are a piece of art!

i would looove to see some fluffy/smut with our boy foggy nelson! he dosent get the attention he deserves and I KNOW he is a gentleman in the streets and a freak in the sheets

thank you!

thank you so much lovely!! your words mean so much to me <3

i get nervous writing foggy because i've only done it one other time (actually technically twice but i was so nervous i fully deleted my fic 😭) but yes here we GOOOOOOOO

check out my 500 sleepover!

fluff/smut headcanons | dating foggy 'freak in the sheets' nelson

franklin nelson is a ball of sunshine, the sweetest companion, the most loyal friend, a great fucking lawyer... the list goes on. he is an absolute gentleman to you; holding your hand while you cross the street, picking up coffee for you in the morning... he's sweet and gorgeous, but holy hell is he an absolute monster in bed.

and you know what? it's always the most unsuspecting guys with the best game. he's definitely a little more shy when it comes to dating than his number one, matt, but seriously, foggy is an absolute catch, and everyone be damned if they don't know it already.

foggy loves to take his time carving out your pleasure. he is a giver more than a receiver, and loves it that way. he lives to make you cum, to fall apart with his mouth, his fingers, his cock, or with the toys you own. in fact, he likes to experiment with toys, seeing which settings have you screaming the most.

mr nelson most definitely has a squirting kink. oh yeah. he likes to edge you as many times as possible before he finally lets you finish, watching intently as you squirt all over him. plus, he always has the proudest fucking look on his face when he makes you squirt. he's probably thinking something like, 'suck it murdock, i bet you can't make anyone do that'

even though he loves having marathon sex with you, lasting the entire day or night, sometimes all he has time for is a quickie. rest assured, it is still as incredible as the other sex you have.

another point is that mans will have sex anywhere. maybe (definitely) not anywhere public or illegal -- although he is impartial to feeling you up in public -- but he likes taking you on the couch, pressed up against a window, bent over the dining table... with foggy, the possibilities are endless.

#foggy nelson #daredevil #foggy nelson x reader #foggy nelson smut #foggy nelson fluff #netflix daredevil #x reader #rhi writes 💻 #saintmurd0ck 500 milestone celebration #rhi responds 💌

[pomegranate-belle]

For the "Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game", 🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on 🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

<3

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

I think I was probably writing fic before I even knew it was fic — the creation dates in my archived docs folder shows my first fic as being written in 2006, lol; it’s all self insert OCs and stuff back then. So I guess I got into it because I thought “this show is cool, I want to be in it”? XD

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

Always always always let your writing marinate before you edit. What I mean by that is like, once you’ve got a chapter done, don’t dive into editing right then and there — let it sit for a couple hours, or even a couple days (depends on the vibes) and then come back and edit with fresh eyes.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

That’s cute how they say “your current WIP” with the expectation that there’s only one, lmao — anyway here’s some P&P AU!

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It was only, he supposed, at the thought that Danny’s burgeoning friendship with the Mahoneys would likely bring Matt into close proximity with Franklin Nelson. To say nothing of Danny’s infatuation with the outspoken elder Miss Nelson. Envy, Matt told himself firmly, would be both completely useless and entirely beyond the pale in this situation, considering he had already decided to dislike Franklin.

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#thanks for the ask! #writer stuff

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

Parker luck strikes again (seriously??)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51740098 by Ikarix “…Matt?” “Peter?” He never in a million years expected to see Daredevil in his civilian form chaperoning his field trip to Stark Industries, but hey! There’s a first time for everything isn’t there? Now he just has to try and hide his school life from Matt and the rest of the Avengers AND his Hero life from his AcaDec class, while simultaneously trying to get people to stop believing that he’s lying when it comes to his internship. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Right? ———————— Hey, this is my first fic and first time writing on Ao3, so my updates might be very inconsistent and I’m definitely going to have some variation in my chapter length, so please be patient with me and give me your feedback in the comments to i can read them :D Words: 297, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Daredevil (TV), Deadpool - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker (Earth-65), Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Harry Osborn, Harley Keener, Tony Masters (Marvel), Steve Rogers, The entire Decathlon team really, Flash Thompson, Cindy Moon, Betty Brant, Matt Murdock, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Wade Wilson Relationships: Peter Parker & Matt Murdock, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Wade Wilson, Peter Parker & Flash Thompson, Matt Murdock & Peter Parker & Wade Wilson, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Everyone, Peter Parker & Michelle Jones, Peter Parker & The Decathlon team, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson & Peter Parker, Matt Murdock & Franklin "Foggy" Nelson & Peter Parker, ill add more as i go - Relationship, Peter Parker & Harley Keener, Harry Osborn & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker's Field Trip to Stark Industries, Trans Peter Parker, Team Red (Marvel), Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, platonic team red, I have no idea how to tag, seriously what am I doing, first fic, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like tony stark, Not really because, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), Not Canon Compliant, Human Disaster Matt Murdock, Wade Wilson Knows this is Fanfiction, Foggy Nelson as Betty’s cousin, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51740098

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[nelson-et-murdock]

Falling - Foggy Nelson x Reader

Summary: Aftermath of a breakup with Foggy. Inspired by Falling by Harry Styles

Part two here

Pairing: Foggy Nelson x Fem!Reader (no y/n)

Warnings: Angst, arguments, alcohol and references to its consumption, no fluff like all aside from flashbacks

Word Count: 2.1k

Flashbacks in italics - Song lyrics italicized and bolded

I do not consent for my work to reuploaded, translated, or published on any sites unless done so by me

“You’re home late,” you said as Foggy walked in the door, not even bothering to look up from the book you were reading.

“You’re home late,” you said as Foggy walked in the door, not even bothering to look up from the book you were reading.

“You’re home late,” you said as Foggy walked in the door, not even bothering to look up from the book you were reading.

“I know baby, I’m sorry this case is just really difficult. It won’t happen again and if it does I’ll call first,” Foggy attempted to apologize. He knew you hated it when he didn’t tell you that he’d be coming home late.

“You said that last time,” you cut him off, frustration evident in your voice, You didn’t mean to get irritated with him or his work, he was always supportive of your work and the occasional late nights it brought you. Foggy let out a sigh as he made his way to the couch that you occupied, wanting to avoid any type of argument with you. He hated when the two of you argued, much less when it was because of something he did.

Foggy slowly made his way to you, sitting next to you and reaching out for you. You moved back at his movements, an attempt to distance yourself from him, something you had never done before.

It wasn’t long before an actual argument broke out, both of you throwing hurtful words that you didn’t mean at the other. “I can’t do this anymore,” you said, much quieter than the yelling that had been going on seconds before.

“What do you mean? The argument or us?” Foggy asked you, knowing what you meant but needing you to say it anyway.

“Us,” you responded, “at least not if it’s going to be this way all the time,” you said coldly in reference to him often coming home late and the arguments that seemed to be constantly happening lately.

Foggy nodded, turning towards the door before he spoke again, “I’ll be back for my stuff. You can keep the apartment,” he responded as he walked out the door.

In the time since the breakup, you became more jaded. You stopped doing things you enjoyed because it was all stuff the two of you would do together. You threw yourself into work, an attempt to keep yourself busy and your mind distracted. It wasn’t until today that you even realized how little the chance of ever getting Foggy back was.

You spent less time at Josie’s, choosing to frequent a sketchy bar closer to your apartment. As much as you didn’t enjoy the environment there, you knew that going to Josie’s meant a chance of running into Foggy. Given the circumstances, you weren’t even sure how seeing him again would go. You broke up with him, and while you wished he would have stayed, you were the one at fault. You started the fight and you told him it wasn’t working anymore. There wasn’t anything to say or do about it. Apologies wouldn’t erase the night, nothing would.

You hadn’t even gotten rid of all the pictures of the two of you together, a silent hope that one day he’d come back. That he’d forget about the hurtful words and how you were the one to end things between the two of you. He never did though, at least not yet. The flowers he had gotten you the day before the fight, now long dead, sat next to your favorite picture of the two of you - one that was taken by Karen when the two of you were unaware and laughing at something.

You carefully picked up the picture, examining it fondly missing Foggy and the overwhelming amount of joy he brought you. Tears prickled your eyes as the memories flooded back to you. “I really messed this one up,” you said to the empty room.

Nelson & Murdock had won another stressful case. Afterward, they had invited you to celebrate with them at Josie’s for a bit before all of you headed to Matt’s apartment.

After way too many drinks, Foggy started to tell another college story about him and Matt. You couldn’t pinpoint if it was the story itself or how many drinks you had consumed but you were laughing so hard that your stomach started to hurt. 

“I love your laugh. I’ll tell every joke I can if I get to hear it forever,” Foggy whispered to you after finishing the story. You felt your face heat up as you attempted to hide the redness that now covered your cheeks.

After his confession to you, Foggy told every joke he could think of, most of them making him laugh before he even finished telling it. At one point, Karen snuck a picture of the two of you, knowing you’d want to keep it if things went further than the few dates the two of you had been on.

When the night came to a close, Foggy offered to walk you to your apartment. “Hey pretty, I have a question,” he said as the two of you reached your door.

“Yeah Fog?” you responded, turning to face him.

“So we’ve gone on a few dates and I was wondering if you’d actually be my girlfriend. I know it’s kinda soon but-“

You cut him off by throwing your arms around him and nodding, “Of course,” you said with a smile.

As you got lost in your memories, anger and sadness took over you and you threw the picture against your wall as you let out a mix of a scream and a gut-wrenching sob. Anger began to consume you, becoming all you felt at the situation. Anger towards yourself for telling Foggy to leave and for picking up almost constantly drinking again, anger towards Foggy for not fighting to stay like he promised he always would.

The first time the two of you fought was a bad one. You were extremely stressed from work and ended up taking it out on Foggy instead of communicating what was happening. The fight was over something small, he had come home late again and then had to take a call about a client in the middle of a movie the two of you were watching together, but the amount of stress you were under made you explode on Foggy.

As the two of you fought, tears threatened to spill over. Harsh words were thrown between the two of you for the first time, neither of you meaning what was said to the other. “You’re never home and even when you are home you’re a million miles away,” you said calmly yet full of anger.

“I’m sorry that helping people keeps me busy sometimes, however, my life doesn’t revolve around you. It was a 10-minute call and I came home all of a half-hour later than I told you I would today,” Foggy responded, trying to remain calm but clearly irritated, “Why are you acting so selfish over it?”

 You realized halfway through the fight that you were overreacting and eventually broke down. Tears started to flow down your cheeks as he spoke, “I’m sorry,” you managed to say, barely above a whisper. “I should go. I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight and leave tomorrow morning,” you told him, turning to head into the other room.

Foggy let you head to the guest room, wanting to give you some space and time to cool off. While he let you have some space, he called and ordered take-out from your favorite restaurant, the place the two of you had your first date and made you a cup of tea. Once the food had arrived, he made his way to the guest room and slowly opened the door. “Hey, you’re not leaving tomorrow morning,” he softly spoke as he made his way towards the bed. “If you want space tonight you can sleep in here, but we aren’t breaking up over a stupid fight.” You looked up at him as he spoke, slowly nodding your head. Foggy sat next to you, handing you the cup of tea. “I know you don’t really want to leave, or else you would have done so during the argument,” he said as he wrapped his arms around you. “I love you, and I’m not letting you go that easy,” he assured you as he placed a kiss on your temple.

After your short outburst, your emotions started to regulate. You thought about calling Foggy, mainly to see if he would answer or not. However, something in you kept you from hitting dial each time you pulled up his contact. You doubted that he would want anything to do with you after the argument. “He would have called by now,” you told yourself as you set your phone down. You weren’t even sure if you would be able to salvage the relationship if you did talk to him. You had done so much damage, but your heart ached for him and for the way he made you feel that everything was going to work out for the first time.

You missed Foggy with every ounce of your being and knew that sitting at home wouldn’t change that he was gone and would likely not come back. You finally responded to Karen’s messages about going to Josie’s with her, telling her to meet you at your place first. What you didn’t know was that Karen and Matt were strategically trying to get you and Foggy back together. They both saw how hard the breakup was hurting you and that neither one of you really wanted to be apart from the other.

You changed into regular clothes, feeling that there was no point in actually getting dressed up to hang out with Karen. You were finishing getting ready when she walked into your apartment. “Matt wants to tag along, I told him to meet us there. I hope that’s okay,” she said as she walked into your room. You continued to hang out with both of them after the breakup, feeling that you didn’t need to stop being friends with them just because you were no longer dating Foggy. You silently nodded as you slipped your shoes on.

The two of you walked to Josie’s, holding a light conversation as you walked. “The office is lonely without you visiting on your lunch breaks,” Karen told you, “I mean Matt is fun to talk to but it’s not the same.”

You nodded quietly, missing how often the 4 of you would hang out. “Matt told me the same thing the other day,” you responded, “It’s probably for the best right now though. I’m sure Foggy is doing fine without me and it’s best I dont disturb that.”

Karen nodded, understanding that you felt that keeping distance from Foggy was probably best. When the two of you got to Josie’s, Matt met you outside and offered a sympathetic smile before pulling you into a hug. You smiled as you hugged him back before heading inside.

Upon entering, your eyes instantly landed on Foggy. Despite wanting to run at the sight of him, you forced yourself to take a few more steps in the direction of the bartop. That was until you saw the blonde next to him, laughing at something he said and how happy the two of them looked together. You saw Matt turn to Karen and start to say something before you interrupted him, “Did you know he’d be here?” you asked the two of them.

“Yes but this isn’t how it was supposed to go,” Matt responded.

“I told you that regardless of the fact that I miss him he’s better off without me and I was clearly right. It’s barely been a month and he’s already moved on to someone better,”  you said, turning and walking out the door.

Foggy had heard the sound of your voice, a sound he had been wanting to hear since the day the two of you broke up, and turned to see the door close as you left. Matt shook his head as he walked towards him, “she’s gone.”

#foggy nelson #foggy nelson x reader #franklin nelson #franklin nelson x reader #daredevil #marvel #mcu #nmcu #foggy nelson x you #foggy nelson x y/n #franklin nelson x you #franklin nelson x y/n #jj writes #marvel fic #foggy nelson fic #foggy nelson fanfic #foggy nelson fanfiction #marvel fanfic #marvel fanfiction #marvel x reader #marvel x you #marvel x y/n #elden henson #mcu daredevil #daredevil netflix #netflix daredevil #foggy nelson angst #nelson-et-murdock

[plainemmanem]

✧･ﾟ:*Drowning In You*:･ﾟ✧

main masterlist

pairing: Matt Murdock / Reader (plus Foggy & reader friendship because i love my lil franklin<3)

warnings: none really, some drinking 

Summary: You used to work at Nelson and Murdock, until you spontaneously decided to abandon everything, pack your bags, and ship off to Washington. You claim it was for a fancy new lawyer gig at a high end firm, but everyone knows there’s some deeper meaning behind your sudden departure.

word count: 4.0k

Author’s note: hi :D first, thanks so much for reading, it really means a lot to me! second, this is actually a repost from my first few days on dumblr when my tags didn’t work, janky editing, etc etc🙄 plus this one looks ✨prettier✨ lastly, this fic is a split pov fic, so i’ll indicate where the pov switches from you to matt! anyways, i hope you enjoy! feel free to drop me an ask or leave a comment to be added to my tag list!!

also available on ao3 here :]

YOU

The frigid night air bites at the tips of your nose and ears. You’re almost there - you remember the way there like the back of your hand. Just two more rights and a left and you’ll be on the right street. Nerves are eating away at you, constantly shouting in your mind, “Turn around,” “You’re making a mistake,” “Just go back home.” And just when you think you might actually turn around and take that 3 hour, 46 minute car ride home, you’ve reached your destination.

It’s just the same as you left it. With its dingy, fogged windows and dirty front door - all signs of paint chipped away - you knew you were in the right place: Josie’s Bar. It’s neon sign flashed and buzzed, bathing your face in its bright red hue. God, this place brought back old memories. You take a deep breath, composing your nerves, and reach out for the cold metal door knob just ahead of you. As you walk in, a jingle of the front door’s bell alerts your presence, earning you a few stares and glances. You scan around the room looking for one man in particular. You knew he was here, he was here every Wednesday after work.

Finally, you spot him, sitting at the bar, nursing a drink. You walk over and plop down in the stool next to him.

“Foggy,” you smile brightly at him, taking off your gloves and stuffing them in your pockets.

He looks up and instantly breaks out in a grin, reaching in to hug you tight.

“Oh my god! You’re here! Sitting in the seat next to me! At Josie’s!” He pulls away from your embrace and chuckles to himself. “Wow, I never thought I’d see the day!”

“Foggy, please, I used to hang out here with you guys everyday after work; don’t act like we’re strangers, now.”

He takes a breath and looks you up and down.

“Well, I would say you deserve a drink, wouldn’t you?” He calls over the bartender and puts in an order for two O’Harren’s Scotch Whiskeys, neat.

He is certainly the same old Foggy you know and love, just as you remember him - bright eyes, a smile that lights up the room. You were so caught up in your own problems you forgot how much you missed him.

“So, how’ve you been?” he asks, genuinely curious.

“Fine, fine. How are you?” The bartender stops in front of you two and hands you your drinks. Of course, you care about Foggy and the firm, but there’s really one person in particular you’re curious about. “How’s the firm doing?”

“He’s fine.” Foggy gives you a knowing look. Foggy could always see right through your facade, time away obviously didn’t change that.

You look down at the warm brown liquid in your hands in silence. You take a deep sigh and tentatively take a sip. It burns like a bitch going down.

“Whew! Now I remember why I don’t come here anymore” you say jokingly. Foggy laughs at your reaction and takes a sip of his own drink.

“How is, um - how’s Karen?” you ask shyly.

“She’s good. The firm’s good. Matt’s good… We all miss you, ya know.” You look up to Foggy’s eyes, knowing he’s keeping some of his thoughts to himself.

“I miss you all, too.” you give him a sad smile. “Does he - god, this is so stupid… does he ever, you know… ask about me?” You say, once again finding the contents of your glass particularly interesting.

Foggy remains quiet. “We were all left with a lot of questions when you left.”

There’s a brief pause. You don’t exactly know what to say next.

“And him and Karen, I heard they’re doing well” you say, more to yourself than anyone else.

You shouldn’t have come here. There’s too many memories here, too many bridges you’ve burned.

“I hope the office isn’t too empty without me,” you say with a melancholy smile.

“I don’t understand why you won’t just come back.” Foggy turns to you, searching your face, attempting to find any expression, any reaction. “We need you here.”

You look back up to him. “Foggy, you know I want to - of course I want to… but… I really do like it in Washington… And it’s good money and the city is always exciting and the people there are nice… you’d like a lot of them…” Your sentence starts to fall off.

Foggy knows a bullshit excuse when he hears it. He looks at you again with those knowing eyes, with that look. That “Tell me the real reason” look.

You sigh. “It’s just… there’s too many memories here, you know that… It’s just better if I put distance between me and my past.”

You know that was only partially the truth. You would love to come back to Hell’s Kitchen; you love the firm and miss your friends… but, your biggest fear is having your heart broken, and you were far close to getting burned last time. You had to move away. Just leaving the firm wasn’t going to cut it. You had to completely start fresh - new city, new job, new friends.

Your innate sense of self-preservation can be a real bitch sometimes.

You and Foggy both look back to the drinks in front of you, sitting in silence once again. You look up to Foggy, hoping to revive the conversation with the pathetic “So how’s the weather been?” question when you look over his shoulder to the front door.

The front door bell jingles.

And then you spot him.

MATT

Matt walks in and instantly knows he’s made a mistake. His hesitations were right - his senses were right. He thought he heard the steady drum of your heartbeat from about two blocks away as he walked to Josie’s, but he convinced himself it was just his mind playing another trick on him. No way he could be hearing your heartbeats for real, not after he’s thought about the rhythmic thumps day and night since you left. The week after you were gone he could have sworn he heard it everywhere. He was constantly listening for it every time he entered a room. He was constantly looking around in search of you, convinced you hadn’t actually left.

But now he hears it, clear as day, in Josie’s bar, strong and steady. He can pinpoint it to the fourth seat at the bar, beating along, right next to Foggy’s.

He thought you’d never be caught dead in Hell’s Kitchen again - let alone Josie’s - not with the way you two left things.

He stands there in the entryway - baffled, lips slightly parted, clutching his cane with white knuckles - just focusing on your heartbeat. The same heartbeat he heard when he would check in on you back at Washington. Sometimes, he would stop by your new apartment ever since he discovered your new address. He was only checking in, purely for security reasons - or at least that’s how he justified it to himself. He was just ensuring you were safe and making sure no one was coming after you because of your ties to the devil of hell’s kitchen. He wouldn’t stay for more than a few minutes, climbing to the roof of your building to sift through the countless voices and sounds so he can find you within the sea of residents. He could pick out your heartbeat rather easily, sometimes he could even hear your faint humming as you cooked dinner, or your favorite show playing in the background. He could only stay for a minute. If he stayed any longer he wouldn’t be able to leave, to stop himself from knocking on your door. He always came around dinner time, just checking to make sure you were safe - definitely not checking to see if you had met anyone else. Of course not. He knew he was being selfish, continuing to put you at risk. Hell, he even tried to move on, spending every other night with a new nameless woman of the week. He thought hooking up with other girls would be his distraction away from the devil, but even after a few months, the distractions never seemed to work and only left him aching for you more and more. The only person who even came close to helping him move on was Karen, but Matt could never fall for Karen. She’s one of his best friends; no matter how hard he tried, he could just never see her in a romantic light. He never sees Karen that way. Not the way he saw - sees - you.

Suddenly, he is broken out of his train of thought by the familiar chime of the entry way’s bell; Matt could sense the person standing behind him, waiting patiently to come inside.

He turns, “Oh, sorry - I’m sorry about that,” stepping aside, giving way for the patron to enter.

Now he’s done it. He can’t walk out undetected now - you’re smart enough to be aware of your surroundings - of course you would have seen him come in… turning around and leaving is out of the question.

Taking a deep breath, he summons the courage to take the first step in your direction.

YOU

When you see him - in his black suit jacket and tie, holding his cane, donning his rose tinted glasses and five oclock shadow - you can’t bring yourself to look away. You were just starting to forget what he looked like after being apart for so long. But now, his image is burned into your mind.

“He looks good,” you think to yourself. Quickly, you snap your gaze down to your feet, realizing you’ve been staring way longer than is normal, when he takes a deep inhale and starts heading towards your direction.

Your mind starts to scramble, “Shit shit shit shit…” Foggy turns to see what you’ve been staring at and sets his sights on his partner briskly walking over.

“Matt!” Foggy yells cheerfully, clasping a hand on Matt’s shoulder.

“Hi, Foggy,” Matt says playfully. Matt takes the seat on the opposite end of Foggy, an act you are eternally grateful for, and orders himself a drink.

That’s odd. He still hasn’t even addressed you. Can he really not sense you’re here? With your nerves increasing your heartbeat and making you unexpectedly hot, you thought it was obvious. Has he really forgotten you so quickly? Or is he just playing dumb?

“Funny seeing you here, Matt. I was just catching up with our first ever fired employee,” Foggy teases, gesturing towards you.

“Ah, ah, ah, Nelson. You didn’t fire me, I _quit, _remember?” You tease back. “Finally found myself a job that could actually pay me…”

“Hey! We offered many a compensation for your hard work!”

“And, unfortunately, free post notes and soup ramen lunches was not enough to sustain my way of life,” you sigh, making Matt and Foggy smile.

“We could actually pay you now, you know,” Matt says over Foggy. He gives you a small smile.

“Yeah, we’re, like, hot shot lawyers now,” Foggy adds. Matt’s still staring pensively at you.

You chuckle, “Well, I’m glad to see you’re both doing well for yourselves.” You look back down to your glass, cracking under Matt’s gaze. “You guys deserve it.” You say, peaking a glance back up at Matt.

MATT

God, he missed your voice.

Matt’s always loved the sound of your voice, from the first time he heard it. Nothing sounded sweeter to him than hearing your melodic tone drifting and bouncing around the office walls. You never thought it was anything special, but Matt knew better. Your voice always comforted him, stabilized him, gave him something to pick out of a crowd and focus on when things started becoming too much. It was bright and animated, but it could also be soothing and gentle.

When just the two of you stayed late at the office together - you would sit close, thighs lightly touching - and your voice would drop slightly lower, become more breathy, like you were always whispering a special secret only he was permitted to hear. He missed the sound of your voice late at night - velvety - a voice only _he _ever got to hear.

Even now, your voice, cool and teasing, had an effect on him. He could feel the blush rising underneath his skin and he took another sip of his drink to ground himself from being sucked into you - your scent, your sound, the warmth you radiated.

And he knew you were feeling the same. Everytime he spoke or looked your way, he could sense your body temperature start to rise slightly, warming the aromatic perfume on your neck, further drawing him in.

Everything you did engulfed him, even without trying. That’s why you were so dangerous to be around. He could so easily fall back with you, so easily flood his mind with you again. It was an intoxicating need, to be enveloped by you again. But, he knew you left for a reason and he was trying to respect that, even if that reason had nothing to do with him.

“Sooo, Matt,” Foggy says slowly, “what are you… doing here? You never come down to Josie’s on a Wednesday… not - not that I mind seeing you, of course, but… you know what I mean.” He always did have a way with words.

“Well, I actually came to talk business, I know you fraternize around here on Wednesday nights and I needed to discuss our defense for the case on Friday.”

Matt easily slipped into legislative talk with Foggy, the whole time trying to pretend your eyes weren’t burning through him - pretending he can’t smell your sickly sweet shampoo or the way your heart steadily beats within your chest. He was obviously distracted and eventually Foggy had enough.

“Matt -I’m sorry to interrupt - can we talk in private real quick.” Foggy quickly grabs Matt by the arm and leads him to the other side of the pool tables.

Standing in the dimly lit back corner of the bar, all Matt can smell now is the overwhelming waft of cigarette smoke and beer; he’s having trouble picking out the sound of your breaths between the constant chatter and sound of pool balls bouncing on the tables around him.

“Matt, buddy, listen. You gotta talk to her.”

“What do you mean, we were just talking, we were just catching up…” Matt’s listening but he’s still straining to pick up on you, zoning in and out of what Foggy’s saying.

“Matt,” Foggy warns. Matt doesn’t even need to see the knowing look Foggy shoots him. “You need to tell her how you feel or ask her to come back or clear the air or explain yourself, I don’t know, anything.“

Matt pauses and sighs, “Foggy…”

“No, Matt, listen to me… You are in love with this girl. You may not want to admit it to me, but you are in love with this girl and she is here. She is here sitting at the bar, looking like…that… looking at_ you_ like that. Go get her, before someone else does. And… if you can’t bring yourself to tell her, at least get her to come back to the firm. The firm needs her - me, you, Karen - we need her here. We all miss her. It hasn’t been the same since she’s left and I know you can feel it, too. You are, quite possibly, the only person that can convince her to come back. Just…” Foggy takes a long pause. “She’s been asking about you and Karen… At least clear the air. So we can all have our friend back…”

Matt looks down and nods.

“God, Matt, this girl’s really got some hold on you, doesn’t she?”

YOU

You keep peeking over, seeing them chatting. Foggy’s using some of his more excessive hand gestures and exaggerated expressions; the case must be pretty serious…

You can slightly spot Matt’s eyes glancing towards you behind his glasses. You know he can’t see you, but his gaze makes you nervous all the same. You reach up to rub your neck, hiding your blushing face behind your arm.You look back down into your glass to distract yourself from Matt’s eyes.

A few seconds later, you start to hear two pairs of footsteps returning.

Before you even turn around, Foggy begins, “Welp, I think I’m gonna take off,” he rests a hand on your shoulder, “but don’t worry, I leave you in Matt’s highly capable hands.” Matt chuckles at that.

“Thanks, Foggy,” he says looking down to his feet shyly. Foggy looks back at you and pulls you into another tight hug.

“It was really great to see you again,” he whispers softly in your ear.

“You too,” you whisper back, hugging him a little tighter before pulling away.

“Alright,” Foggy sighs, “don’t be a stranger.” You wave goodbye one last time before he walks out, heading back to his apartment.

You take a deep breath, scared that this may be the last time you could ever see him, the last time you talk with him.

MATT

Matt takes the seat next to yours gently, looking down at the bar. He’s having trouble starting the conversation, too distracted with his thigh brushing against yours. He wonders if you know it was on purpose. You must have; he’s never been afraid to admit his love language is physical touch. He’s always loved touching you and being near you, even in the simplest ways; brushing against your arm when you sat side by side or resting a hand on your knee while he worked; it always satisfied his craving for closeness. When you were together, well, spending time together, you both loved to constantly touch, but under these circumstances, it was like torture. The need to reach out and touch you, to feel the warmth of your skin, it was driving him crazy.

Matt smirks and says in his deep, gravelly voice, “Hi… It’s good to finally see, well, hear, you again.” He looks over to you with a smile.

“Hi,” you reply meekly, unable to make eye contact with him.

“How are you? How’s Washington?” He hated small talk. He hated that you didn’t know how to act around each other anymore.

“Good… Good. Work’s good. How, um, how are you?”

“I’m fine…” Matt looks down to his drink. Oh, god, should he just say it? Should he just tell you how unbelievably in love he is right here and now?

“We’ve all missed you.” He can’t bring himself to do it.

“Yeah, Foggy mentioned that.”

Silence.

This is painful. He should just tell you. Screw the awkwardness and the waiting…

“Foggy told me you were asking about Karen” He decides against it.

“Oh.. yeah, I hope she’s doing all right, too, of course,” you say looking up at him briefly, taken aback by his statement. You quickly look back down to the drink you’ve been nursing all night.

Matt says your name softly, but grabs your hand and squeezes to get you to finally look up at him.

“Me and Karen aren’t together… We were never together.” You stare at him for a moment, sitting in what he had to say, taking it all in.

“Oh… I.. I didn’t mean to assume… I just thought that… well you two had gotten very close…” you say, looking back to your hands.

“We’re friends. She was there for me, especially after you left.”

You look back up at him, shocked.

“Wh- after I left? I don’t understand. What are you saying?”

It’s now or never.

“After you left,” Matt takes a deep breath, “it was hard for me… and Karen was there to… help me get through everything.”

You looked mortified.

”I - I thought I was getting in the way of your relationship. I didn’t want to ruin any potential you guys may have had. I… I didn’t want to stand in the way of my best friends being happy…”

Matt only looked at you, a range of emotions taking over his face. Confusion, anger, sadness, relief.

“So, what? You got some idea into your head that we were together and you just up and left?”

“Matt, I- I’m sorry. I thought I was helping you, I-”

“You left,” he says, cutting you off swiftly.

He has to tell you, he needs you to know how he really feels, before you slip from his grasp again.

“You just moved away. No explanation, well, no real explanation. That ‘new job in Washington’ excuse was bullshit and you know it…”

He spoke as if he was calm and collected. He probably even seemed levelheaded, but on the inside, he was scrambling. He needed to get everything out there. All of his feelings had to be put on the table for you to really see, then you could make a decision whether or not you wanted to leave him again.

He took a deep breath, “You didn’t even say goodbye. I had to hear from Foggy that you left. I thought…. I thought I meant something to you…”

“God, of course you did! That’s why I left. I- I didn’t want to fall in love with you. I refused to fall in love with you if you didn’t feel the same way.”

Tears were starting to form in your eyes. No, no, no. He hated when you cried. He never wanted to shame or guilt you, he just wants to tell you what happened, how he felt.

You wipe your eyes, attempting to collect yourself.

“I- God - I was afraid that you didn’t love me as much as I love you. I was afraid to be second choice and I-”

“Wait, what?” Matt stops you. “You thought- you thought I didn’t love you?” He just stares at you, speechless.

You nod, sniffling.

He says your name again, so soft it’s almost a whisper.

“I haven’t felt whole since you left. I loved you. God- of course I loved you. I couldn’t - I can’t stop thinking about you. Anytime I walk into a room I listen for your heartbeat, I wait to hear your voice, to smell your perfume. I’m drowning in you… I can’t think when I’m near you, I can’t think when I’m apart from you. I’m constantly drowning in you, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life is you. You _own _me. When you left before I could tell you I loved you, I knew I made the biggest mistake of my life… because I let you go. I could never forgive myself if you found someone else… I’ve thought of you every day since you’ve been gone. It sounds pathetic, but it’s true… I thought you loved me… and when you left, I was crushed. I had gotten so used to being near you, to being in love with you, that I never thought about what I would possibly do without you… You thought I didn’t love you… God, you couldn’t have been more wrong…”

Hastily, he grabs your face with both hands, pulling you towards him for a desperate kiss.

Your lips were so warm and soft, just as he imagined they’d be.

His hands dropped down to lightly hold onto your neck and brush your pulse points with his thumbs. He revels in the feel of your skin, the soft, smooth texture that instantly soothes his nerves.

You slowly reached your hands up to the nape of his neck, running your fingers through his hair and pulling him closer.

God, you were perfect.

After running out of breath, you both pulled away slightly, resting your foreheads together to take some deep breaths, smiles taking over your faces.

“I love you, Matty,” you say softly.

Matt leans in for another small kiss.

“I love you, too,” he says delicately against your lips, making you blush.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

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[greaseonmymouth]

this idiosyncrasy (5548 words) by nerakrose Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Daredevil (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Matt Murdock & Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Matt Murdock/Franklin "Foggy" Nelson Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, this is a light hearted fic about friendship and penises, dick-touching, belated teenage homosocial bonding, they aren't teenagers they are just doing teenage things as adults for Reasons, the Reasons are Foggy is a softie, I think you could make an argument that this is a getting together fic, set after Foggy found out Matt is Daredevil but before the pesky Plot and Drama, alternatively it's set in an alternative universe where there is No Plot and Drama, where does the line go between extremely close friendship and extremely close romantic friendship, I don't know and neither do Matt and Foggy, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Bonding, Fluff and Humor

Summary:

New York City is incredibly loud, but right now it’s as if a hush has descended over the two of them. The plan forming in Foggy’s mind crystallises.

“Oh, Matty. Do you want to go upstairs and compare dicks?”

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[kaetiesmindpalace]

Just Say Yes --A Destination Fear One Shot (Dakota Laden/Reader)

A/N: Fic can also be found here on AO3. Inspiration from the proposal that happened at NJ Paraunity Expo.

The crew and you were on the road again after being in Savannah, Georgia investigating the Old Candler Hospital. It had been a successful investigation with the best evidence captured by Tanner and Chelsea. The two caught a picture of an apparition hanging from the Hanging Tree, also known as the Candler Oak. As the road trip continued, you all tried to recuperate as well as you, Chelsea, Tanner, and Alex tried to figure out where Dakota was taking you next.

Hours pass before Dakota gave a hint, “Rather than going the daring, over-the-top type of pit stop, I decided to go a bit more historical.”

You turn your head to give him a puzzled look as you were already sitting next to him with his arm around your shoulders while Tanner, Alex, and Chelsea give him an inquisitive look from across the RV. Chelsea was already facing him while Tanner and Alex had to turn their heads as well.

“Aren’t there historical parts of every state?” you question.

“Yeah, that isn’t much of a hint, dude,” Alex complains.

“Well, yes, there are historical parts in every state. Where we’re going though isn’t a state,” Dakota proclaims.

It all seemed to click for you and the rest of the crew with that hint as you all almost shout out in unison "We’re going to Washington D.C.?!”

Dakota chuckles before he responds with “Yes we are.”

“Any specifics on where in DC?” Tanner asks.

“So, there is a place called the Tidal Basin. Around it is many monuments to stop by, plus the cherry blossoms around the basin should be in bloom around this time of year,” Dakota explains.

“That sounds so picturesque,” you say, daydreaming a bit about the beauty you are about to see.

“I sure hope it is,” Dakota says with almost a nervous smile.

You almost missed the smile while daydreaming a bit. Key word being almost. This causes you to start overthinking a bit. Why would Dakota be nervous? This was his location and pit stop that he picked. You only remember a few times in the years you two have been dating of him being nervous: once being when he asked you out, once being when he asked you to join the cast of Destination Fear, and once being when he told you “I love you” for the first time. There does not seem like a reasonable explanation for him to be nervous here. Maybe he is hoping for cool cinematography through the cherry blossoms or even interesting photographs from Alex Nelson while at the pit stop.

You settled on the idea that you misinterpreted the smile Dakota gave when he told the rest of you “We should be there in roughly half an hour.”

Once the half an hour passes, you all pile out of the RV with filming equipment in hand. What you see are trees littered with pink and white blooms surrounding the reservoir on a bright, clear day. The weather was not too cold either. Overall, this adventure could not have been more perfectly timed.

“So, the closest memorial we are near is the War Memorial. There are others around the basin. We could split up after the War Memorial so we can prioritize which memorials we want to see,” Dakota suggests to you all.

The group nods and head towards the War Memorial. The memorial commemorates any citizen from DC who served in World War I. What was the most fascinating was that no matter the race, ethnicity, or gender, those who died in the war were commemorated. Usually, history tends to not acknowledge those of different races, ethnicities, and genders that helped during the war, so it was refreshing to see everyone properly acknowledged. After witnessing it, you and Dakota decided to go in the same direction you started heading in while Chelsea, Tanner, and Alex decided to go the opposite way.

The two of you continue to walk the path, stopping at upcoming memorials such as the Franklin Delano Roosevelt Memorial and the George Mason Memorial. You would often be a few steps ahead of Dakota, excited about seeing all the sights, causing you to miss the fact that he kept fiddling with something in his pocket that would be the surprise of your life. After witnessing the Thomas Jefferson Memorial, the two of you slowed down as you have seen most of the memorials by this point.

Dakota points up ahead to one specific tree, stating, “That tree is called the Indicator Tree. It apparently blooms a week or so before the rest of the cherry blossoms.”

“That’s so interesting,” you tell him as you continued walking towards it.

As you slowly approached the Indicator Tree, you felt Dakota grab your hand and turn you around before kissing your cheek, your hand still in his.

“You know how much I love you, right?” Dakota asks with a nervous quiver in his voice.

“Yeah,” you reply feeling like you are missing a part of the picture.

“I still can’t believe that this show brought us together,” Dakota says while getting a little bit sappy, “So I find it fitting to have the show involved with this.”

You give him a puzzled look at the second sentence before noticing that he put his camera down and that he was slowly going down on one knee. You quickly put your camera down to cover your mouth in shock.

Dakota continues while pulling a box with a gorgeous ring out of his pocket, “I know you’re the one I want to share the rest of my life with, and I hope this is an indicator of just that. Will you marry me?”

Happy tears streamed down your face as you enthusiastically tell him “Yes!”

He quickly gets up, hugs you, and kisses you before placing the ring on your finger. You hear cheering from around you. At first you thought it was just people passing by, but as you turned you noticed that Chelsea, Tanner, and both Alex’s were there. They must have been hidden around where you were to capture the moment. It started to make sense now why there was the idea of separating at the Tidal Basin and why Dakota seemed to have a nervous smile earlier: he was planning this.

“Congratulations!” the rest of the group shout while pulling the two of you into a group hug.

You could not be any happier in the moment. You were surrounded by people who care about you, and you have someone you know you will spend the rest of your life with. What more could you ask for?

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