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cellophaine · 3 years

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Home With You

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader

Word Count: 3003

Warnings: None.

Author's Note: I figured I should give you guys a break from my smutty contents lol. And I just wanted to write an indulgent fluff piece.

As always, every likes, comments, reblogs, feedbacks and ask submissions are greatly appreciated! My heart goes into cha-cha-cha mode whenever I receive notifications from you guys (it's a happy mode)

Prompt requested by: Anonyomous (love you anon <3)

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"Matt?!"

You called out as you walked into his apartment; the exhaustion crept into your voice. His name echoed back to you in the empty place, a tell-tale sign of Matt's absence. You huffed out a frustrated sigh as you stepped out of your heels, padding into the living room on bare feet, much to your relief. You dropped your briefcase to the floor with abandon, planting face-first onto the couch, releasing another weary sigh. This was the third night in a row you missed him on his way out, but it was nothing out of the ordinary. At this point, it had become a regular occurrence. You felt like you barely saw him as of late. All you had was the little time in the mornings with Matt's body wrapped around yours in the bed. And it wasn't enough. How could it be?

Your workload as a paralegal at Hogarth, Chao & Benowitz had picked up in the past few months. The pay was more than decent, but it resulted in more time assisting Jeri Hogarth in cases and less time spending with your boyfriend. The immense amount of guilt you felt kept building up, as you knew Matt was not happy about your situation, but he always knew what to say to make you feel better. You had spent time running around New York for researches, staying late at the office at Hogarth's requests.

The days would always end with you worn out to the bones. Matt hated how the job was clawing at you, chipping away a piece of you every day, leaving you stressed out and exhausted. But he was supportive anyway, understanding that it was your choice in the matter. And so, Matt was the only constant, comforting source in your life. He would be there every time you woke up, cuddling and kissing you, making sure that you had all your meals throughout the day, taking care of you when you couldn't do it yourself.

You dragged your enervated self into the shower, lathering yourself up with Matt's shampoo and body, indulging in his scent under the hot water. The clean smell of his soap in the shower steam helped relieve the ache of missing him in your chest. You had slept over his apartment every night. Still, ironic enough, you felt like you drifted away further from him, not of your own volition. Matt was the anchor that kept you close, but how long would it last? How long would he be willing to stay?

You patted yourself dry, walking into his bedroom, the air cool on your exposed skin. You opened the closet, pulling out a sweatshirt of his. You hugged it close to your chest, dropping your head low to inhale the smell of him. You pulled the shirt on along with his too-big sweatpants, tightening the strings at the waistband. You put on his socks, too, tucking them over the hems of the sweats, just like how he always did it. A habit of his that you had absorbed. A bittersweet thought struck you. Despite being in his apartment, often living in his space more than your own, you wore his clothes just to feel closer to him. He was close but never close enough.

You found your way to the couch again, plopping your head on the pillow. You curled into yourself, settling in a comfortable position. You didn't bother with dinner, for you craved something else. You just wanted him here. You wanted to spend every second you could get with him to make up for the time you had missed. You tried to stay up, waiting for him to come back. But the toll of the day pulled on your eyelids, luring you into sleep with much resistance from you.

A weightless feeling woke you from your sleep. You blinked sleepily; your hazy vision revealed Matt, still in his Daredevil suit, the helmet was nowhere in sight. His unseeing eyes radiated the comfort and affection you loved, and you hummed happily at the blessed sight of him. A smile pulled on the corner of Matt's lips as he laid you down on the bed, pulling the soft blanket over you. He brushed your hair off your eyes before leaning in, pressing a lingering kiss on your forehead. You smiled sleepily at his gesture, tilting your face up as his warmth left your skin. Your lips met his halfway, and you sighed into the kiss that you craved with the entirety of your being. You needed this, needed him; you yearned for him. Your hand found its way to him; his light stubble tickled your fingertips. You caressed his face, needing to touch, to feel him, as the kiss grew heavy. Finally, he pulled back from you with much reluctance, within your reach, just enough so you could hear his whisper.

"Have you had dinner? I left you your favourite in the fridge."

You pressed your head into the pillow before shaking your head, along with a muffled confirmation of his suspicion. His brows furrowed, and you quickly pulled on his jaw, drawing him closer. You resumed the kiss, and once again, Matt was the one who broke away. Lowering your voice in a soothing tone, you asked in the hope of distracting him.

"Do you have any injuries that needed to be looked at?"

"It was a pretty uneventful night. I know what you're doing, and it's not working."

He responded at once; his head shook slightly in disapproval. He knew you too well. You knew that. But you didn't want to get up while all you wanted was to bask in his familiarity, his warmth again.

"I had a very long day. I just want to go back to sleep, with you. Please?"

Your desperate plea tugged at his heart. His eyes softened as he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

"Alright. But you will have a big breakfast, first thing when you get up."

You bit your lip, brows waggling at him, even though you knew he couldn't see that. A playful, suggestive tone glided into your voice.

"Oh, I definitely would like something 'big' for breakfast."

He let out a small laugh at your terrible tease.

"I'm serious. I was gone for a few hours, and you already neglected yourself."

"I promise. I'll be yours for the entire weekend. Now, can you get your ass in this bed, preferably naked? Pretty please."

He chuckled, standing up to pull his protective gear off. A few rustles later, the mattress dipped as Matt climbed into the bed behind you. He pulled you into his chest, pressing butterfly kisses on your hair. You turned onto your back, giving him easier access to your lips. He eagerly took you on your offer, pulling you in for a soft kiss, so soft that it made you melt into his embrace. He moved to kiss your cheeks, making his way to your eyelids, ending the kiss on your forehead.

"Sleep now, sweetheart. I'll be here when you wake up."

You turned to your side to cuddle into him, curling your hand behind his muscular back. You nuzzled your face into his firm chest, kissing and nibbling sleepily on the naked skin. You fell asleep promptly, grateful for the weekend ahead of you.

Your phone buzzed again and again on Matt's bedside table. You groaned, burrowing your face further into Matt's chest. The faint scent of blood and sweat, of Matt, infiltrated your senses through a daze. However, whoever on the other side stayed persistent; calls came in after calls. Finally, you untangled your limbs from Matt's with frustration, answering the call to hear Hogarth's voice on the other side.

"Where the fuck are you? Why didn't you pick up your damn phone?"

"It's… it's the weekend."

"And? This case won't go away itself. Come in now, or you're fired."

Your ears met with the dead tone from the other line. You fell back onto the warm bed, feeling like you could burst into tears. Pressing your face into the pillow, you muffled a silent scream. Matt propped on his elbow, caressing your back with the other hand.

"Stay here. Quit the job. You deserve so much better than how Hogarth's treating you."

You murmured.

"I can't. Her words have weight. She can really help me with my career. The pay isn't bad either."

"I know, but it's not worth it. I don't like seeing you bend over backward to every of her demand. I can feel your exhaustion every night. I hate seeing you so harrowed and stressed out."

You sighed heavily.

"It's not like I can quit right away. Not until I can secure a better job somewhere else. Rent in Hell's Kitchen is crazy. Until then, I'm stuck with her."

You moved around in the place, talking to Matt as you got ready. When you stepped out of the bathroom into the living room, dressed in your work attire, Matt walked over to where you stood, offering you a cup of tea. You smiled sadly at him, stroking his cheeks. Then, you raised on your tiptoe, kissing him swiftly before picking up your briefcase, making your way to the door.

"I'm sorry, I can't drink the tea. I'm already late. I'll see you later tonight?"

Matt fell into silence; his head turned away from your direction. The mugs of tea in his hands stayed still and abandoned. You felt an awful jerk on your heartstring for leaving him like this. You spoke softly.

"I love you."

One moment of silence, then two. Matt reluctantly spoke, his voice small, barely audible.

"Love you, too."

You gnawed on your bottom lip in defeat, walking out the door. Your heart grew heavier with every step you took, carrying you further away from him.

When the elevator opened, you were working at your desk, just outside of Hogarth's office. You looked up just in time as the infamous P.I of Hell's Kitchen walked past your desk, sparing a glance towards you. You sprang up from your seat, running after her.

"Ms. Jones, I'm sorry, but you can't go in there. Unfortunately, Ms. Hogarth is not available at the moment."

Jones reeked of alcohol, but there was no sign of intoxication. She scoffed.

"I don't care if she's fucking another secretary in there. Step aside. I don't want to hurt you."

You stood in her path, taking your stance. Although preventing Jessica Jones from entering your boss' office wasn't your job, Hogarth made you do it anyway. She made you do many things that went beyond your responsibilities as a paralegal, as she always held her power over your head like an invisible sword, readied to strike at any given time.

Jessica rolled her eyes, sidestepping you. You stuck your foot out in her path, making her boot catch on your heel. She stumbled lightly, whirling around to face you.

"Seriously?"

You swallowed, shrugging.

"A girl's gotta do what she's gotta do."

"Maybe that girl should get another job and stop working for that monster."

Jessica quickened her pace, pushing the door open as you chased after her.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hogarth, but she …."

"… tired of your shit, Hogarth. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Jessica gritted out the words. Your boss sent a deathly glare at you.

"Leave us."

She flicked a wrist at you, and you closed the door behind you as fast as you could. You went back to your desk, speeding through your mountain of paperwork. About half an hour later, Jessica walked out with a menacing expression on her face, heading straight for the elevator. Jeri walked out about two minutes later, looming over your desk.

"If that happens again, I will personally destroy your little, pathetic career. You hear me?"

You nodded solemnly.

"Have them on my desk before 5."

Hogarth left you alone for the rest of your time there. You were done with the work at a little over 3 PM. You dropped it off, and it was refreshing to see a surprise expression on her face for once instead of the usual scowl you received. Then, you headed straight for Matt's place, couldn't wait to get back to your boyfriend, despite the little not-an-argument you had earlier that day.

He wasn't home when you got there. You sighed, afraid you had messed things up with him. After changing into something more comfortable, you sat down on Matt's kitchen table with your laptop open and a steamy plate of food Matt left you last night. You sat there, your fingers tapping away on your device for what felt like hours until you heard the sound of the door being opened. Matt walked in, dressed in his usual gym clothes with a duffle bag hanging off his shoulder. His face was flushed, his hair stuck out adorably. You stood up, lingering at the chair. You cleared your throat.

"I'm… sorry for this morning. Are we … okay?"

You ached to hug him, to be gathered into his arms, to kiss him. Your bottom lip trembled slightly. You wouldn't know what to do if he said no.

He could sense your uncertainty with every word. His face softened at your vulnerable disposition, his arms opened wide, dropping his cane and bag to the floor with little care.

"Of course we are."

You lunged into his embrace, holding him tight as he picked you up easily, his face buried in the crook of your neck. You found his lips, pouring your heart and soul into the kiss. Eventually, you pulled away from each other as you gasped for air, your foreheads touching.

Matt lowered you down to the ground, still holding you in his arms, his hand caressing your spine in a soothing motion.

"I'm looking up other jobs. Hogarth is … horrible, and I'm always stressed out. You're right. It's not worth it."

"You know … Nelson & Murdock can use a helping hand."

Matt raised his brow at you; an endearing grin pulled at the corner of his lips. You smacked his chest playfully.

"As if I'm not helping you guys in my free time already."

You trailed a finger from the waistband of his sweats, ghosting over his abdomen and chest, ended your way at the pulse on his neck, stroking the delicate arc of his throat. Matt let out a small groan of pleasure.

"That means you already have an in with the firm."

You squinted your eyes at Matt while he feigned innocence.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I would love to have you there. We still have to discuss this with Foggy, but I think he'd be thrilled."

The earnestness in his voice was unconcealed. Working for Matt and Foggy was a tempting proposal, but you wanted to give it some thought first.

"Let me think about it."

The week started anew, with another visit from Jessica Jones. Only this time, you didn't cease your work pace, even as she walked past your desk. Jessica halted, looking at you skeptically.

"Why are you not stopping me right now? Did Hogarth call of her little guard dog?"

You looked up from your computer screen, giving her a nonchalant shrug.

"Nah, the order is still in effect. But I don't care."

The P.I gave you a nod and headed for Hogarth's office.

Before the workday ended, you were summoned by your fuming boss. Hogarth stood at her desk, a glass of whiskey clutched tight in her hand. She looked upon your entry, sneering at you.

"What part of preventing Jessica Jones from entering my office that you didn't understand? Do you —"

"I understand. I just don't care."

You dropped off the folder on Hogarth's desk. She narrowed her eyes at the manila envelope.

"This is my letter of resignation. I quit. I would say it was an honour to work with you, but that would be a lie."

You left the office that day feeling so much better than you had felt in months. There was a spring in your steps as you climbed the stairs to Matt's place. You walked in as an aroma of mouthwatering food being cooked engulfed you, welcoming you home. Matt was in the kitchen, facing the stove. You walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso. Matt lifted an arm over your shoulder, pulling you in to kiss your forehead. Then, he turned off the stove, fully angled his body to you and gave you a warm embrace.

"So you did it? How did she take it?"

"She was furious, Matt. She threatened to make sure I could never practice law ever again. Over and over. But I'm not worried. She can threaten me however she wants. I know the law."

"I'm so proud of you, sweetheart. You're better off without her. And if she dared to do that, you wouldn't be alone. Foggy and I will have your back."

You hugged him even tighter, pressing your ear to the steady rhythm of his heart. You stayed like that for a moment as the sound of Hell's Kitchen played in the background. Matt buried his nose into your hair, peppering your face with kisses. Then, at last, he spoke up.

"So, have you given more thoughts on working for Nelson & Murdock?"

You made a tsk sound, tapping a finger against your lips, pretending to be in deep thoughts.

"I don't know. Wouldn't it make quite a scandal since I'm dating one of the bosses?"

"Considering the other boss already knows about the arrangement, no one else has to. We can keep a secret -"

Matt dipped his head; his lips brushed over the curve of your ear purposefully. The mere contact sent a shiver down your spine in anticipation. Finally, he released the last part of his sentence; his voice dropped dangerously low, dripped in an alluring invitation.

"- and have fun with it."

#matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock fanfic #matt murdock x you #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock au #matt murdock fic #matt murdock fluff #marvel imagine #daredevil #daredevil x reader #daredevil au #daredevil imagine #daredevil fanfiction #cellophaine 100 followers event #no use of y/n

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multifandomfix · 3 years

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Agatha Harkness

Headcanons

What Agatha Harkness Is Like When She’s Turned On Would Include

Ayesha

Bruce Banner

Headcanons

Being A Scientist And Dating Bruce Banner Would Include

Raising A Child With Bruce Banner Would Include

Imagines

Imagine Bruce being surprisingly smooth in trying to get a kiss from you at the Avengers' holiday party.

Clint Barton

Eleanor Bishop

Imagines

Imagine convincing Eleanor to help you set up Kate and Clint.

Everett Ross

Hela

Headcanons

Being A Princess In A Forbidden Relationship With Hela Would Include

Sex With Hela Would Include

Imagines

Imagine being Hela’s prisoner and trying to seduce her in order to escape.

Helmut Zemo

Headcanons

Losing Your Virginity To Helmut Zemo Would Include

Jeri Hogarth

Kilgrave

Alphabets

Kilgrave Yandere Alphabet

Loki Laufeyson

Alphabets

Loki Laufeyson Angst Alphabet

Loki Laufeyson Smut Alphabet

Headcanons

Loki Marking You Up Would Include

Jealous Loki Laufeyson Would Include

May Parker

Alphabets

May Parker Smut Alphabet

Headcanons

Being Peter’s Friend And Having A Crush On May Would Include

Imagines

Imagine being a counselor at Peter’s school and flirting with May.

Natasha Romanoff

Pepper Potts

Headcanons

Falling For Pepper After She Helps You Through A Bad Breakup Would Include

Stephen Strange

Imagines

Imagine Wong bringing Stephen to one of your concerts.

Steve Rogers

Headcanons

Being Pregnant With Steve Rogers’ Baby Would Include

Thena

Thor Odinson

Headcanons

Mornings After With Thor Would Include

Tony Stark

Alphabets

Tony Stark Fluff Alphabet

Tony Stark Smut Alphabet

Headcanons

Aftercare With Tony Stark Would Include

Sex With Tony Stark Would Include

Imagines

Imagine Tony helping you relax.

Valentina Allegra de Fontaine

Wanda Maximoff

Everett Ross x Stephen Strange x Reader

Preferences

Little Things They Do To Show They Love You

#marvel #marvel masterlist #mcu #mcu masterlist

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presidentmeachum · 7 years

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Ward Meachum/Jeri Hogarth

Yes, they have a history. Nothing serious though. When Jeri served as a intern at Rand, Ward woud come by now and then. His father made him prepare for the job and learned him the ins-and-outs of his business. Hogarth was young and in Wards’ eyes very attractive. So of course, as the hormonal teen he was, he made some flirty comments about her. She ignored them because not only was Ward underage, it was also very unprofessional. But she admitted to herself that she wanted to find out who she really was, in terms of sexual orientation. So she saw Ward as a opportunity. It all started to get heated when Ward started to work at Rand and Jeri successfully executed her first job at the legal department.

#Ward Meachum #jeri hogarth #jeryn hogarth #iron fist #marvel #comics #danny rand #joy meachum #rand #presidentmeachum #fluff #smut #nwsf #fanfic #imagine #mine: gifs #president fic

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sholiofic · 5 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Iron Fist (TV), The Defenders (Marvel TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Danny Rand/Colleen Wing, Luke Cage & Danny Rand, Ward Meachum & Danny Rand, Jessica Jones & Danny Rand Characters: Danny Rand, Colleen Wing, Luke Cage, Ward Meachum, Jessica Jones, Jeri Hogarth Additional Tags: Christmas, Holidays, Team Feels, Family Feels, Fluff, Christmas Presents Summary: Danny's first Christmas back in New York.

#iron fist #danny rand #colleen wing #luke cage #ward meachum #jessica jones #jeri hogarth #christmas

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ironwingedhawk · 6 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Fist (TV), Jessica Jones (TV), Luke Cage (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jeri Hogarth & Danny Rand, Luke Cage/Danny Rand Characters: Danny Rand, Jeri Hogarth, Luke Cage Additional Tags: Coming Out, Fluff, Comfort Summary:

Danny and Jeri have a much needed talk.

Day 4: Favorite Gen relationship ( DannyJeri)

@ironfistweek

#iron fist #danny rand #jeri hogarth #luke cage #ironfistweek

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kittyaugust · 7 years

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2016 Fic Writing Round-up

I was tagged by one of my favourite multi-shipping SPN smut-smiths, the wonderful @mayalaen you can check out her much more impressive round-up here.

Total 2016 Word Count: 81,372 (+10k~ in unrevealed non-AO3 fests) Total 2016 Hits: (AO3 only) 20,431 Other 2016 AO3 Stats: Kudos: 1282; Comment threads: 181; Bookmarks: 184; Subscriptions: 91. About 15/1 hits to kudos.

Total 2015 Word Count: 177,649 Total 2015 Hits: (AO3 only) 66,429 Other 2015 AO3 Stats: Kudos: 4357; Comment threads: 400; Bookmarks: 444; Subscriptions: 113

Links and titles to 2016 works

Of Hunters and Hellblazers

(Hellblazer/Supernatural Crossover)

Those Boys With The Demon Blood (12,815 words)

She drags my world awake (17,097 words) - WIP

Supernatural

1 x DeanCas Secret Santa - TBR

Harry Potter

Harry Potter and the Incubus Affair (9179 words) - Harry/Draco. Explicit. Incubus Draco (HP Creature Fest)

Bed of Broken Roses (3702 words) - Harry/Draco. Mature. Warning: Torture. (HD Hurtfest)

Happily Ever After (6605 words) - Ginny/Luna. Teen. Time travel. (HP Timetravel Fest)

Witchfire (1586 words) - Hermione/Slytherin Girls. Explicit. Warning: Graphic Non-con. Dead Dove: do not eat. (Femslash Kinkmeme)

Familia Est... (4426 words) - Harry/Draco, Teen. Lucius Malfoy POV. Family Fest Fluff. (HD Family Fest)

Snakes and Ladders (4085 words) - Ginny/Astoria. Explicit. Epilogue Compliant (ish). (Interhouse Fest)

Firewhiskey Kiss (807 words) - Ginny/Pansy. Teen. Warning: Implied Drunk Sex. (HP Rarepair Shorts for @digthewriter)

Plus 8 Harry Potter fics still to be revealed:

3 x HD Owlpost Fics - 3 x Harry/Draco

1 x @hd-erised Fic - Harry/Draco

3 x Mini-fest Fics - Mystery Pairings (Femslash, Het, and Slash)

+1 extra mystery fest tba!

Comics

Reckless: 5 Times Under Mistletoe (2516 words) - MCU: Steve/Bucky, Teen. (@stuckysecretsanta2016)

Captain America doesn't do blood magic... (2098 words) - DC/Vertigo x MCU: Dr Strange & John Constantine, Steve/Bucky. Teen.

Martha and Martha (496 words) - DC: Gen.

Tender Tendrils (1447 words) - DC: Harley/Ivy. Explicit. Warning/Kinks: Plant Sex, Enthusiastic Consent. PWP. (Femslash Kinkmeme)

Late Nights (1375 words) - MCU: Jeri Hogarth/Pam. Explicit. PWP.

Other

Teen Wolf: The Huntress' Heart (1374 words) - Lydia/Allison. Mature. Modern Greek Myth AU.

Buffy: Combat Baby (640 words) - Faith/Buffy. PG. ( @whedonsecretsanta for @angelandfaith)

Favorite Fic: Don’t make me pick between my babies! Harry Potter and the Incubus Affair was the most fun to write, because I got to play with the tropes a lot. But I am also really pleased with Happily Ever After (Ginny/Luna Time traveling femslash) for similar reasons, and with Snakes and Ladders.

My very favourite is still unrevealed though so... tbc!

Hardest Fic: Maybe my @hd-erised fic. I still have two unfinished false starts sitting in my draft folder.

Otherwise, Familia Est... I actually still don’t like this fic. I was hard to the deadline and cut about 7k of other POV scenes to get something with an ENDING handed in on time. In retrospect I should have just dropped out or given in to the string of vignettes this thing wanted to be.

Also, the final chapter of She drags my world awake is still 500 words from finished and has been for months :-/

Do You Plan to Take Prompts in 2017? Yes. But as usual I’m not sure how many I’ll fill. I only took two this year (he Huntress' Heart and Late Nights). But I did do a LOT of fests which is a similar challenge.

What was the best thing about 2016? Probably falling hard, fast and head over heels for the Harry Potter fandom. I’ve made some great friends, stayed up late writing all the words with the HD Writers Room, and generally rediscovered and uncovered new ways of reading one of the books I grew up on. Also, I found out my spouse reads fanfic! Harry Potter fanfic specifically, not sure if it is nice or scary... tbc!

What was the worst thing about 2016? Apart from, you know, 2016? Writers block. I know it doesn’t look like it, but at the start of the year I really wasn’t feeling any of my usual outlets (which sucked even more because I needed them). I can’t believe I’ve left H&H fans hanging for 6 months! I love you guys, sorry for being the worst!

Any last thoughts for 2016? Nah. Bring on 2017. And my latest obsession - the DC verses and superluthor pairings! All the Lena Luthor/Kara Danvers and Lex Luthor/Clark Kent smut - coming soon, from a Kitty near you!

Goals for 2017

I signed up for @gywo - so write 200,000 words!

Write my novel (lesbian space pirates!)

Finish She drags my world awake so I can start publishing the fics that come after!

I’m Tagging: @sapphywatchesyousleep, @angelandfaith, @morethanonepage, @endellionaeternus, @fandom-madnessess, @callipygianspud, @therothwoman, @thechosenone305, @samanddeaninpanties, @sappypotter and anyone else who sees this and wants to play!

#fic writer problems #writer roundups #2016 masterlist #2016 fic #kitty writes things

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ao3feed-buckybarnes · 5 years

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We Have a Light We Cannot Hide

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30IETq7

by CakeWalk

Jo Woodinville has lived an eventful past nine years. Between escaping the clutches of Kilgrave, watching her best friend die, being almost murdered by someone thought to be trusted, and then surviving the blip, Jo just wanted a boring life away from all the superhero drama. She never expected to be sucked back in when she meets Bucky Barnes in a coffee shop of all places. Jo contemplates her attraction to someone enhanced after fighting her way out of Kilgrave's mind control many years ago. Can she let the past die or will she forever be haunted by Kilgrave's memory?

*Post-Avengers: Endgame and Post-Jessica Jones Season Three. This story is a crossover between Jessica Jones and Avengers. If you don't watch Jessica Jones then that's fine. I'll include some flashbacks from the first and third season but this story mainly focuses on Jo recovering from the events of the series.*

Words: 1786, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Jessica Jones, Hope Shlottman, Zebediah Killgrave, Wanda Maximoff, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Luke Cage, Malcolm Ducasse, Jeri Hogarth, Patricia Walker (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Past Abuse, Past Sexual Assault, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Romance, Drama & Romance, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Angst, Friendship, Best Friends, Female Friendship, Biracial Character, Past Character Death, Canonical Character Death, Dark Past, Mind Control, Betrayal, Marvel - Freeform, Jessica Jones (TV) Spoilers, Domestic Avengers, Avengers Tower, Avengers Family, Coffee Shops, Parent Death, Family Issues

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30IETq7

#bucky #IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #bucky barnes #james barnes #the winter soldier #james barnes

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months

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Jeri Hogarth Masterlist

Mommy… Master List

Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

One Shots

Jeri Hogarth Appearance Appreciation

Aftercare ~Dom!Jeri Hogarth xFem Sub!Reader

Having the Hard Conversations… ~Mentor!Soft!Jeri Hogarth xFem Plutonic!CollegeStudent!Reader

Oh and I take Requests, so hit me up with your ideas 😉 Requests & Prompt-List

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ao3-lukecage · 6 years

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Tears that heal

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by Ironwingedhawk

Danny and Jeri have a much needed talk.

Words: 1008, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Fist (TV), Jessica Jones (TV), Luke Cage (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen, M/M

Characters: Danny Rand, Jeri Hogarth, Luke Cage

Relationships: Jeri Hogarth & Danny Rand, Luke Cage/Danny Rand

Additional Tags: Coming Out, Fluff, Comfort

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2O9HYZm

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #luke cage #luke cage ts

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multifandomfix · 2 years

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Agatha Harkness

Ayesha

Bruce Banner

Chemical Reaction 🧸🫦

Tony is having a party and your last minute decision to go with Bruce may just be the best decision you ever made.

Clint Barton

Eleanor Bishop

Everett Ross

Hela

Helmut Zemo

A Protective Hand 💧🧸

While at an underground party gathering intel about the Flagsmashers with Zemo, he gets a little more protective than is necessary.

Jeri Hogarth

Kilgrave

Loki Laufeyson

Shower You With Love 🔞

As you prepare for a shower after a tough bout of training, Loki makes an appearance, catching you in quite the compromising position, but it turns out he knows that you’re attracted to him, and wants to give you everything you desire.

May Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Pepper Potts

Stephen Strange

Steve Rogers

Closed Hearts, Open Wounds 💧🧸

You don’t know which side to take on the issue of the Sokovia Accords and that causes a rift between you and Steve, but then you wind up gravely injured.

Thena

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Custom Made 🧸

You’re lonely, so you decide to play around in Tony's closet.

Everyday Superhero 🧸🤰🏼

An early morning mission takes Tony away from you for most of the day, so you occupy your time until he comes home safe.

Fears Fade 🧸

You have a fear of robots and artificial intelligence, and Tony wants to help you overcome that fear and also maybe date you.

Season Of Disappointments 💧🧸

A misunderstanding leads to a disappointing holiday season for you, but maybe all isn’t lost.

Valentina Allegra de Fontaine

Wanda Maximoff

Everett Ross x Stephen Strange x Reader

Angst = 💧 Fluff = 🧸 Suggestive = 🫦 Explicit = 🔞 Dark = 😈 Humor = 🃏 Pregnancy = 🤰🏼

#marvel #marvel one shots #mcu #mcu one shots #send requests #requests open

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dmcreif · 7 years

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when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2xupLxA

by Hieiandshino

It's snowing and Ward is on the rooftop of a building, poorly dressed for the occasion. Next to him, Jeryn Hoggarth sports the same angry, frustrated, ‘I can't believe I'm freezing my ass off for this’ look. “It's not even your color.” Hogarth says, shivering, and Ward shoots her a look. Danny is dressed as the Devil of Hell's Kitchen and this is what she means? She's not wrong, though.

OR what happens after Ward comes back from his trip.

(United States of Multifandom. Prompt 10: A comedy. Unrevised work)

Words: 2105, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of United States of Multifandom: English Edition

Fandoms: The Defenders (Marvel TV), Iron Fist (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Ward Meachum, Danny Rand, Jeri Hogarth, Jessica Jones, Colleen Wing, Luke Cage, Claire Temple, Karen Page, Misty Knight, Joy Meachum, Matt Murdock

Relationships: jessica jones/ward meachum, Matt Murdock/Danny Rand, Luke Cage/Claire Temple, Ward Meachum & Danny Rand, Joy Meachum & Ward Meachum, Danny Rand/Colleen Wing, Jeri Hogarth & Danny Rand, Jeri Hogarth & Ward Meachum, Matt Murdock/Karen Page

Additional Tags: I don't even know anymore, Humor, Attempt at Humor, Snippets, Slice of Life, of superheroes no less, Ward POV, Non-Chronological, Feels, Family Feels, Daddy Issues, everywhere, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Post-Episode: s01e08 The Defenders, Fluff and Crack

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2xupLxA

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #FANDOM TAG

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months

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Having the Hard Conversations… ~Mentor!Soft!Jeri Hogarth xFem Plutonic!CollegeStudent!Reader

Summary— Established plutonic relationship between Jeri and Reader, the two have tea and fancy pastry cakes together every Sunday. Reader is in college, Jeri took Reader under her wing and is a kind of mentor/aunt/mother to Reader. Then Jeri was diagnosed with ALS, and now Reader does her best to take care of Jeri…

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: talk of death, talk of ALS, denial, angst, little fluff, plutonic relationship, soft relationships, comforting, caring and loving, ignorance, deflection, unhappy ending, etc.

Enjoy (:

You poured the herbal tea in the two respective tea cups for herself and for Jeri. As she did so, the older woman pulled out her fancy bag of ordered pastries. It was tradition for the two of them to have tea and cakes every Sunday at 2pm at Jeri’s classy apartment. You sat down at the dining table with a light sigh, handing the other woman her hot tea cup.

“So… How was your week…?”

“Oh it was… the usual…”

“Mmmmm… How did you spend it…? Get enough rest…?”

“Spent the better portion of it cleaning and meal prepping, when I wasn’t working that is... What about you, sweetheart?”

You smiled. You always appreciated her little pet names, but that’s not what you had meant. You wanted to know how Jeri was feeling, how she was doing healthwise. Jeri had recently been under the weather, more than was expected. But you would never outright call the older woman out for evading your question like that. Jeri took a sip of her tea, her eyes and nose crinkling lightly as she gave you a tight and slightly warm smile, a smile that was only reserved to those closest to the ruthless lawyer.

“That is good to hear. I’m alright…”

“Busy with college I’d imagine, you busy bee…!”

You smiled lightly, sipping her hot tea a little.

“Mmmmmm busy busy… But really, you’re doing well…? Not overworking yourself? You’ve got your birthday coming up…”

“Yes, next weekend… And I am just thriving…!” Jeri exclaimed with a sarcastic smile.

“That’s good.” You chuckled dryly.

You eyed Jeri, then took a sip of your tea and a small bite of a cake. The lengthened gaze spoke volumes, the said unsaid. So much so that Jeri sighed, finally getting to the topic which you had been prompting the older woman to discuss.

“Wel…l I had my three month check in with the doctor this past Monday…”

You sat up fully at these words, putting your tea cup down on the lavish, stone table. Your eyes and ears were wide open.

“And…?”

“He said… I’m doing well considering…”

Yeah, you’re alive, obviously… you thought but chose not to say.

“but he didn’t say anything timewise…”

“He didn’t say anything…?” You breathed out slowly, trying to remain calm and gentle in your expression and tone, as the lump in your throat and the pit in your stomach grew.

“Yea, I didn’t want to hear it. All that negative energy and stuff… Oh and we got the results of the bloodwork and the scans… He said that it spread… to a couple places, I won’t bore you with the details…” the older woman rambled, while waving off the last as if it were nothing.

Silence took the room for a beat. Jeri couldn’t meet your gaze. Suddenly the deep purple walls of her apartment and the intricate designs on her tea cup looked particularly fascinating to the older woman. It had been two years since Jeri had been disgnosed… Honestly, it was a miracle that the older woman was alive at all, let alone sitting with you in her lavish and expansive apartment, having tea and cakes. You drew a breath, trying to stuff down the nausea and unease, and asked the dreaded question,

“But he didn’t tell you how long you have…?”

“Well no… But he did say that I’d have bloodwork and more x-rays soon…!”Jeri chirped, glossing over her answer as her face swiftly and lightly brightened at the positive note.

You couldn’t stop the sigh which erupted from her chest, but she did stop and formulate her next words carefully.

“That’s good… It’s nice to have a plan forward. More bloodwork and x-rays sound good. What are the x-rays supposed to help see exactly…? Did your doctor mention when you’ll have your next scan…?”

“Yea! So I get bloodwork done in another two weeks, and then the x-rays in a month… The blood results should show how the new treatment that he’s gonna put me on is gonna work… and the x-rays…” Jeri took a pause, “the x-rays are kinda useless… but he said that they will determine whether I get any future scans.”

You couldn’t understand how Jeri was saying all of this with such a positive disposition. The older woman was not a naturally positive person… This new disposition felt forced, and that broke your heart. Jeri was just babbling along about her impending death, giggling and eating cakes as if she was planning a party. You fidgeted with her tea cup, taking an anxious sip.

“I see… and he mentioned a new treatment plan…? That makes sense, if the chemo didn’t do enough to stop it, exploring new avenues and treatments could be fruitful…” You breathed out, not even bothering to attempt to touch upon the absurdity of the x-rays being useless yet also determining any future scans.

You took a sip of her tea, nodding with a hum in response. A shaky sigh slipped past your lips as you were having to restrain yourself from rolling your eyes.

“Mhmmmm yes. He said that he’s going to take me off of chemo and on this new, experimental gene treatment therapy”

You visibly cringed a little too much for your liking at the sound of new and experimental.

“Well I am glad to hear that you are putting such a positive spin on this. I think that’s very mature of you, and I support you no matter what.” You partially lied through her teeth, except for the last statement, That was a fundamental truth.

Jeri smiled, her eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun with a shimmer of vulnerability, and reached out to lovingly squeeze your shoulder.

“And this is why I told you. Everyone else whom I attempt to talk to about this… All they do is freak out… or they get all emotional on me or they cry…or all of the above…” Jeri breathed out, her loving gaze meeting your faltering one.

You bit her tongue and merely nodded lightly.

“Of course…” you said through gritted teeth.

Jeri really appreciated how you were always so supportive, while remaining reserved and neutral. She didn’t have the energy for those who constantly reminded her of the sadness and of her impending death. Hell, she reminded herself of that enough already.

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Jeri Hogarth Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

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