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laundry (frank castle)
summary: frank castle is good a lot of things. being domestic is not one of them.
warnings: language and this has not been proofread in the slightest lmao. enjoy!!
It wasn't often that you caught Hell's Kitchen in a beautiful moment but that first hour of light on a cold Tuesday morning caught your entire apartment perfectly. Streams of blonde light peaked through your crooked blinds, filling your bedroom with a warm glow; you could see little specs of dust in the air rising with the angle of the sun - shit, you really needed to vacuum in here - that eventually faded off into nothing. It was your day off, and you didn't want to get up early but Frank Castle's insufferable snoring had interrupted your slumber and unless you'd suddenly gained a liking for Jurassic Park style white noise in the last five seconds, the chances of getting back to sleep stood at zero.
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Anonymous asked:
frank castle + moving in together <3
i am in the mood for domestic frank
- frank probably doesn't intentionally move in with you
- he just has a penchant for accidentally trashing his apartments, covering them in blood, getting them blown up etc
- so really, he's a flight risk and any reasonable person wouldn't want to live with him. he is literally the roommate from hell.
- BUT with that said, living with you is kind of the motivation for him to be a better roommate, a tidier one and of course, most importantly, a safer one
- frank ends up staying at your flat temporarily after his last one got showered in bullets by someone he'd pissed off (he wasn't home at the time)
- within a week of you moving in, he's changed the name on the tenancy to an anonymous one, set about 36 burglar alarms in the living room, hidden various weapons in every nook and cranny of the apartment and your front door is now got reinforced steel and locks
- you asked him about the door, he just said that he "knew a guy"
- after that, it's clear he's a permanent resident
- and tbh, you're happy!!
- he makes an active effort from the get go to clean up after himself, go the extra mile with chores and do little things to make your life easier
- you do occasionally have to remind him not to leave his 25 pairs of boots lying around in door ways, but all in all, you love living with him
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Anonymous asked:
hcs for the daredevil guys and when you argue??
mmm yes angst
matt murdock
- matt is only willing to engage in verbal combat over one thing and one thing only: your safety
- he has a lot of priorities - his religion, his jobs, justice, his friends - but nothing, and i mean nothing will come above you
- you and matt have differing opinions on what you consider to be putting yourself in danger. in his mind, just going out after dark is basically putting a target on your back.
- it doesn't take a lot to come to blows because matt cares just too damn much. he won't ever budge on the matter, and he won't yell either
- no matter how much you push and prod and press at his buttons, he's stoic on the matter. snappy and huffy maybe, but it's like trying to argue with a brick wall.
- you know it's because he cares but hell, it's annoying when you can't go out after dark to get some ice cream from the shop that's literally on your block.
- it's not until after, when you've stomped off to bed with your back turned to the door, and matt slips in beside you; despite your best attempts to block him, his arms will snake round your back and pull you to his chest with a soft kiss to the neck
- "i just can't lose you"
- the argument doesn't last much longer after that
frank castle
- you and frank bicker about 25 times a day. only 20 of those times are about him leaving the toilet seat up.
- arguing, though?? that actually doesn't happen a lot. even though frank's fuse is shorter than danny devito, he has never once even come close to losing his temper with you
- in fact, one time you tried to start an argument with you and frank just laughed. he laughed, because really you own his ass and anything that could lead to a fight just isn't worth it to him
- so maybe it means that frank sometimes loses a compromise, but it doesn't matter to him because it's meant that you're happy
- and really, that's the most important thing. frank has lost everyone he's loved this far in his life and so he will do literally anything to make sure that when you leave for work in the morning, you're on good terms. just in case - and god forbid - anything happens.
- frank isn't even embarrassed by the fact he will keel over so easily for you
- actually, he's quite proud of it
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Dating Steven Grant Headcanons.
Dating Steven is like being wrapped in the softest, warmest hug; except the hug is from an ancient Egypt loving, sleep-deprived disaster with a heart of gold. He’s endlessly sweet, a little awkward, but so full of love he doesn’t know what to do with it all.
“Love, you can’t just do that to a man,” he mumbled, utterly weak for you.
This man has an unbelievable hold on me (and I am not complaining)
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FIGHT FOR ME | M.M.
- Pairing: matt x gn!reader (no pronouns used)
- Word count: 1.7k
- Warnings: anxiety, being overwhelmed, being foggy's younger sibling, pet names like baby and sweetheart
- Summary: you'd been trying to cope with your anxiety alone, but you finally work up the courage to tell matt that you need help
- A/n: requested by @foggywells with the prompt "you're not doing this alone" from this prompt list- hope you like it bestie <33
My Shayla 🥹
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PULSE | M.M.
- Pairing: brother's best friend!matt x reader
- Word count: 1.4k
- Warnings: panic attack, mentions of being overwhelmed- it's brief but it's there
- Summary: you feel yourself starting to have a panic attack at a party but matt talks you down and takes you home to take care of you
- A/n: a self-indulgent fic? from me? never.
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through your eyes i see, a smile you bring to me
matt murdock with sculptor!gf who makes a sculpture of him because she wants to have matt see himself through her eyes.
sculptor!gf who has him sit for a few hours, she thinks its a tortuous process as she takes rough sketches, pictures from different angles, and carves out the main areas of his face into the clay but he doesn't mind–he focuses on her breathing and the beat of her heart as he meditates.
it's made over the next days, in a little studio where sculptor!gf works tirelessly. it has to be perfect.
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Catcalling the Devil
Pairing: Matt Murdock x fem!Reader Word Count: 3.4k
Warnings/tags: drunk Reader, humor, terrible flirtatious comments, and lots of appreciation for the Ass of Hell's Kitchen
Summary: A night out takes an amusing turn when you accidentally and drunkenly catcall the Devil of Hell's Kitchen.
a/n: This little one shot is brought to you thanks to the Murdock Tuna Team who not only inspired the idea, but helped create some of the flirtatious banter. I just couldn't resist the idea of catcalling the Devil in the black suit, okay? Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!
Pushing open the door of Alchemy, you stepped outside and onto the sidewalk. The sweltering heat of Hell’s Kitchen greeted you, the humidity mixing with the sticky sweat already coating your skin and adding another uncomfortable layer of dampness. But it still felt far more refreshing outside in the humid evening air than it did inside the busy bar with countless other sweaty bodies packed together. The usual buzz of the city at night was even welcoming in comparison to the loud music that had been steadily aggravating the pounding in your head for the past twenty minutes.
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just get to me in time, okay?
a/n: just reminiscing about 2019 when I was in my hardcore frank era...
warnings: frank castle x nurse!reader, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, fluff, patching up frank's wounds, blood and gore, kissing, reader has a cat
word count: 1660
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As your cat suddenly jumped off his comfy spot on your belly with his head smooshed beneath the cliche romance novel you were unwinding with this evening, his sudden alertness and the loud meows that accompanied it caused you to put your book down, “hey, what’s up, baby?” you slowly got up from the couch and followed after him though the dim apartment, “we talked about this, Cosmo,” you gently warned the loud exclamations that he released in one of the shadowy corners of your living room, “you talking to the air just makes me think there are ghosts here.”
When he then began to purr, the soothing sound emanating from the darkness was accompanied by a familiar voice, “sorry to interrupt your thrilling Friday night, Y/n.”
“Jesus christ, Frank!” you exclaimed, nearly jumping out of your skin, “you almost gave me a heart attack! Don’t you know how to knock? Or even just use the front door?”
“Sorry,” he stepped into the light, supporting some of his weight on one of your dining room chairs as Cosmo happily rubbed his fluffy body against his heavy boots.
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Anonymous asked:
i’ve never made a request before so sorry if this is bad but if you could write something about matt murdock with a fake dating trope like that would be so cute, especially if there’s feelings realized during/after it :)
a/n: i swear, i tried to just keep this short and sweet like how i usually keep requests, but then the fantasy i came up with was just too fun and too much like a fucking romcom not to just let myself go ham and turn it into a full-on long fic
word count: 3778
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Leaning your weight against the bar, you waited for Josie to return with another round of beers for you and your friends, who still remained exactly where you’d left them, all clustered around the pool table further into the space.
Absentmindedly, you fiddled with the ring so often glued to your fingers, passing the heirloom from each digit and sliding it onto the next. It had been your grandmother’s, and ever since her passing, the simple golden circle with a little jade embedded at the cusp of it, rarely stayed in your jewellery box as the act of simply glancing down at it on your finger somehow offered you a drop of comfort in moments of mundane gloom.
As the heirloom arrived at your left ring finger and slid down over the knuckle, a familiar voice suddenly emanated like an echo after the bar’s front door had swung open.
“Y/n?” your whole body froze up at the unexpected timbre.
Slowly, you twisted around to discover none other than your ex, wide eyes trained on you as he clutched the hand of a leggy blonde.
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koala
a/n: hi, sorry, I just wanna melt into that man's lap all day and every day, thank you and goodnight.
warnings: matt murdock x reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship, reader being sick (headache, slight fever)
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Still hazy from your second nap of the day, you dizzily pitter-pattered closer to the lawyer who was still hard at work even at his own dining table. As you watched his long fingers rapidly brush over the braille, you slowly reached out a hand and touched his arm. Jumping at the slightest opening he offered, you sluggishly slid in over his lap and clung onto his suit like a little koala.
“You’re home,” your voice vibrated into his shoulder as you buried your throbbing head in it. Judging by the mess sprawled out on the table behind you, the one that was currently jabbing into your back and keeping you pinned in place securely on Matt’s lap, he must have been here quite a while, “why didn’t you wake me?”
His warm arms wrapped around you, “you needed your rest,” and you felt his soft lips press against your tender hairline, “are you feeling a bit better?” he purposely kept his deep voice hushed.
“A little,” you took a moment to assess, “my head feels a little better, but I think I might be getting a fever… so I think you were probably right this morning, staying home today was the right choice…”
“I’m sorry I was right,” his outspread palms gently danced along your spine, “is this my t-shirt?” he asked abruptly as he fingered the soft material you wore.
“I hope it’s alright,” you straightened up a bit, keeping an eye out for any signs of his expression telling you something different than his honeyed words did, “it was just the only thing that I could find that didn’t make me feel like I was being strangled alive.”
“Sweetheart,” he breathed out and cocked his head gently, “you can have my entire closet if you so please.”
© 2022 thyme-in-a-bubble
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Time
pairing: Matt Murdock x fem!Reader
words: 2.8k
summary: On their wedding night, (Y/n) disappears in Matt’s arms-blipped without warning. For five years, he mourns her, tormented by grief and hallucinations. When she returns, unchanged, he’s convinced she’s not real. (angst mostly with fluff ending)
warnings: angst, cussing, lack of proofreading rip, set in infinity war - endgame timeline (reader getting blipped, etc)
a/n: Listen, my boy Matt is the PERFECT practice for writing angst. I just like to put him in situations and watch him like he's in a fish tank and I'm outside tapping on the glass. This man absolutely cannot catch a break and while I am partially to blame (cause I'm writing it this time), just how Matt is written in general is in a way that it just makes sense to put him through shit. He is a walking amalgam of Catholic Guilt, adrenaline, and poor decision making and I love him so much. This one is a boatload of angst but I threw in some fluff in the ending because well, we deserve good things.
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── .✦ fan service.
⟢ pairing: bang chan x female!reader
⟢ genre: fluff, idolverse, friends to lovers (kind of)
⟢ word count: 2.3k
⟢ summary: when you and chan were expected to do tons of fan service because of how much your fans loved your interactions, it was only fair to take a little advantage of it at times.
⟢ author’s note: helloo, this is a request from @cant-see-sam, who asked for “something where she gets protective over one of her younger members and chan is just like one the corner giggling and kicking his feet” hehe. i don’t know if this is close to what you had in mind, but i enjoyed writing it and i hope you enjoy reading it<3
“Loverboy’s staring again” your second to oldest member, Kyungmi, let you know with a smirk.
She didn’t need to mention who was staring at you for you to know it was Chan, and you loved the thought of it so much that you found yourself fighting the smile that threatened with curving up the corners of your mouth.
“Don’t call him that” you murmured.
“He is, though” she pushed it, looking over your shoulder to the idol she was shamelessly throwing under the bus. “All he can see from over there is your back, yet he’s been stealing glances every two minutes”.
“Kyungie…” you warned her, carefully looking around and making sure there were no cameras pointing at your table—thankfully, there weren’t any. “There are cameras everywhere,” you reminded her regardless. “Be careful with what you say”.
She shrugged, lying back on her chair as her eyes went to the Award’s stage in front, which was now filled with staff members rushing from one side to the other as they prepared it for the next group to perform.
“There’s nothing interesting happening over here right now, they won’t bother filming us just yet”.
“Still…” you leaned back on your chair as well. “There are fans in the venue”.
“And they love your interactions with him!”
Rolling your eyes at her cynical excitement, you remained quiet—her words being far too truthful for you to even try and deny them.
Openly being friends with an idol of the opposite sex was always a hit or miss—people either loved it and asked for more interactions, or they hated it and wanted you to stay as far away from each other as possible.
Luckily for you and Chan, his fans, as well as yours, had loved your friendship ever since he first mentioned you in one of his weekly lives back in the day.
He didn’t think much of it when he did, as he had mentioned a handful of other idols before. He simply read a comment asking if he got along with the girl group that had recently debuted under JYPE—that being your group—and his genuine answer ended up with him bringing you up; mentioning how out of all the members he was the closest to you, since you were the leader and, as a very inexperienced one who wanted to do her best, you used to turn to him for advice.
That simple mention of your name was all it took for the fans to go wild, asking for more and more interactions between the two of you as the time went on, to the point the company itself would make sure to put the two of you together for dance challenges, variety shows, special stages, and whatnot.
It was fan service at its finest—until it was not.
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Boyfriend Hobi
Pairing: Jung Hoseok × gn!reader
Genre: headcanons, fluff
Request: boyfriend hobi, perchance?!
Warnings: physical touch, mentions of food, he's an idol, mentions of fights
A/n: this one's a bit long I think lmao | daily click
Hobi ver. | Jimin ver. | Taehyung ver. | Jungkook ver.
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soulmate! woozi: texts ♡ pt 1.
genre: soulmate au | they hate each other at first | soulmate thing? pfft bulshit ( that's what woozi said ) | strangers to lovers | some of the other members appear here
note by marie: trying something diferent heheh ♡ as always, hope you guys like it!
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Cuddling for the first time
Pairing: ot5!TXT × gn!reader (individually)
Genre: fluff, reactions
Request: hiiiii, can you please write smth about cuddling with txt for the first time?
Warnings: physical touch, some of them are established relationships and some are not, they are panicking a bit but it's okay
A/n: i never know when I'm writing them accurately or not😭 | daily click