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[saynotoshityouhate]

^^me charging in and seeing a whole bunch of reads and notes on my Professor Hulk fic “For Science”

Check out the five chapter series here!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

You can find a few more Bruce Banner/Hulk/Professor Hulk pieces in my Masterlist!

Thanks for reading! xoxo, SNTSYH

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[ladyinwriting18]

Lady In Writing Fic Masterlist

Kylo Ren

A Place To Escape (Multi-Chapter/Completed/Explicit) Disobey (One Shot/Explicit) Only Bad Boys Get The Whip (Sub!Kylo/One Shot/ Explicit) The Principal's Office (Modern AU Kylo/One Shot/ Explicit) Healing Is A Process (One Shot/Explicit) Missing The Taste Of You (One Shot/ Explicit)

Charlie Barber

A Pre-Dinner Snack (One Shot/ Explicit) Wicked (One Shot/ Explicit) Co-Written with @weareallstoriesintheend Burden Me (One Shot/Non-Explicit/Fluff) Flip Zimmerman

In The Heat Of The Night (One Shot/ Alpha Flip/ Explicit) Co- Written with @saynotoshityouhate Pretty Little Doll (One Shot/ Explicit) Tail (One Shot/ Alpha Flip/Explicit) Traditions (One Shot/ Explicit) Jack Gladney

Professor Gladney's Student Teacher (One Shot/ Explicit) Please Train Me Daddy (One Shot/Explicit) Daydreaming During Class (One Shot/Explicit) Dressed In All Black (One Shot/Semi Explicit) A Mouth Stuffed Full (One Shot/Explicit) Moon Cycle (One Shot/Explicit) Clyde Logan

On His Lap (One Shot/ Explicit) Nest (One Shot/Alpha Clyde/Explicit) Our First Valentine's Day (One Shot/Explicit)

Adam Sackler

You're On Your Own, Kid (One Shot/ Non-Explicit)

Doctor Otto Octavius

I'll Be Here (One Shot/ Non-Explicit) The Experiment (One Shot/ Explicit) Co-Written with @simpremerat Darth Maul

The Gift (One Shot/ Explicit) Aemond Targaryen

I Want Another (One Shot/ Explicit)

Sandor Clegane

A Gift For A Hound (One Shot/Explicit) Bruce Banner/The Hulk

The Start Of Something New (One Shot/Explicit) Reylo

Return (One Shot/Explicit)

Severus Snape

A Loyal Death Eater (One Shot/Explicit) You can also find the links to my stories on Ao3 Wattpad

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[weareallstoriesintheend]

I'm over 1,000 followers 💕🎉

Thank you everyone who follows and who has read my little stories, I love seeing your feedback and getting to hear your thoughts (even if you hide them in the tags 😉). I hope you stick around for more! I know I'm not as active as I used to be but I hope to get my writing mojo back!

Also a special thank you to my love @saynotoshityouhate and my best frieeeeend @desparadowriter for being my biggest supporters 🥰

I have no doubt some of you are bots but I'm celebrating nevertheless!

#Thank youuuuuuu #follower milestone

[jynzandtonic]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marriage Story (2019) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Charlie Barber/Reader, Charlie Barber/You, Charlie Barber & You Characters: Charlie Barber, Henry Barber (Marriage Story) Additional Tags: Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Divorce, Post-Divorce, Crying Summary: You’re a barista at a local coffee shop, frequented by the handsome theater director a few blocks down. You become friends as he goes through a nasty divorce. This one shot is a set of short scenes, like a play, showing the highlights of your relationship throughout a year.

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IF ANYONE NEEDS ME I’LL BE WEEPING OVER THIS WONDERFUL STORY THAT @saynotoshityouhate​ GIFTED ME 😭💖

#adcu fic exchange #saynotoshityouhate #charlie barber #charlie barber x reader #fic rec

[agirlwhoisaphantom]

Do you think Bucky has any tattoos? If so - what and where?

He would have so many. 100% he does have tattoos. [yes, I provided pictures for some of them]

He would have a rose tattoo behind his left ear. It would be semi-big to where the stem of the rose would be on the top of his neck. But would be hidden if he had long hair. And whenever he would place his hair in a bun or cut his hair to show his tattoo.

Underneath his collarbone on his chest, he would have a date tattooed on him in Roman Numerals. When he would wear white muscle shirts, and you can see that tattoo peep through.

Bucky's forearm would be wrapped in tattoos. In that wrap, it would contact a skull tattoo with a snake coming out of one of the eyes, and the snake would go around the arm. As the snakes wrap around, there would be a broken half clock with roman numerals just above his wrist. He would also have hearts, spades, clubs, and diamonds tattoo. And because he didn't want to leave any space as a filler background, it would be angel wings. And to tease you, whenever you two would be somewhere fancy or on a date, he would intentionally roll up his sleeves.

On his bicep, he would have a simple wolf tattoo. Underneath it, he would have a forest armband tattoo.

Also if he had the chance he would 100% have a sleeve.

#bucky barnes #saynotoshityouhate #send in asks :)

[mariesdameron]

MARIE!!!!!!!!! I wanna know, if you haven’t answered already:

🐷 Junk food you can never get enough of

Thanks! You’re amazing! Bye!

Getting to Know Me

Twizzlers! I can eat them forever.

Thank you for the ask! No, you are amazing! xo!

#Getting to know me #saynotoshityouhate #Lovely mutuals

[adcuficexchange]

ADCU Fall 2021 Fic Exchange Masterlist

It’s here: the full collection of Charlie Barber x Reader fics for the Fall 2021 exchange! 

Let Yourself by - @hedgy-hog​ (M, 12.3K)

When Henry befriends a boy at the park, Charlie finds himself gaining a new friend as well in a single parent. But as the days pass, and the text messages grow in abundance, so does Charlie's apprehension. He can't afford to lose a good thing. But when you smile at him like that, the risk may be worth it.

Public Relations by @roanniom  (E, 3.9k)

Post-divorce, Charlie is on the press tour for his first directing gig on a feature film. You're his studio-hired publicist sent to keep him from alienating reporters with his negative attitude. You clash when it comes to presentation - but who will win in this battle of wills?

Charlie Says by @jynzandtonic - (E, 1.1k)

When Charlie catches you riding his pillow, he needs to remind you how to follow his rules.

Seasons of Love by - @saynotoshityouhate​ (M, 2.2k)

You’re a barista at a local coffee shop, frequented by the handsome theater director a few blocks down. You become friends as he goes through a nasty divorce. This one shot is a set of short scenes, like a play, showing the highlights of your relationship throughout a year.

Worth the Wait by @kittensmctavish - (M, 11.8k)

Not many students are so close to Charlie's age. ...really, none have been, until you.

Making Up for It by @miraclesabound - (M, 1.9k)

Charlie acted stupidly about eighteen months ago and genuinely put the Reader in danger from her abusive ex. The least he can do now is help Reader out on her newest set design project.

All of the Stars by @glassbxttless - (Not Rated, 2.1k)

You and Charlie have a quiet life in California, finally away from the big Apple. Charlie wishes your heart was beating, so badly he mentions a cure— and things just don’t sit well with you.

Barista with Benefits by @weareallstoriesintheend - (G, 2.7k)

You take Charlie and Henry on a little afternoon trip to the coffee shop where you work, your first real outing with Charlie as a couple. Not only do you have to battle your nerves when it comes to the prying eyes of your nosey work friends but an unexpected guest throws a spanner in the works of your sweet, quiet afternoon.

#ADCU Fall 2021 Fic Exchange #adcu fic exchange #adcu community #charlie barber #charlie barber x reader #charlie barber x you #charlie barber fanfiction #charlie barber/reader #charlie barber/you #adcu fanfiction #adam driver character

[saynotoshityouhate]

Moonlight

Summary: Your partner, Commander Mills, is being called away on a mission. One last snuggle before he leaves.

Word Count: 543

Tags: pet names (moonlight), fluff

Author’s Note: We don’t know anything about Commander Mills yet, but I’m taking the head canon from the trailer and running with it.

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Commander Mills, please report to the flight deck at 0800.

Mills groaned, pulling the pillow over his head. He didn’t want to leave on this particular mission. It was for too long, too far away, and he was leaving you behind.

You hated when he left. The vastness of space was too large to even comprehend with him gone. He grounded you, holding your feet on the ground when your anxiety threatened to drag you off into the atmosphere. He was your gravity, your north star, and without him the universe felt endless and empty. You rolled over, curling up against his bare, broad chest. “Don’t go…” you mumbled into his collarbone.

“I have to…you know that. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.” Mills kissed the top of your head, the rough scratch of his facial hair on your forehead sent goosebumps down your spine. “You know I’ll come right back to you. I always do.” Mills had commanded a ship for many years, he was good at his job. Meeting you, someone who needed softness and warmth, changed him. He often needed to remind himself that you were not his flight team - you didn’t need him as a disciplinarian, or a leader. You needed him as a partner, an equal. He relaxed his shoulders, pulling you closer to him. This wasn’t the time for Commander Mills. Just Mills.

“But..what if…” you look up at him, doe eyed, and before you can finish, he interrupts.

“No buts, moonlight. I will always come back to you.”

Mills reached over to the bedside table, fumbling for his watch. His hands were not made for delicate work, so you offered yours to assist him in putting on the timepiece, laying a gentle kiss at the clasp once you had finished. Your fingers danced between the freckles and moles that littered his chest like constellations. “Remind me again, when I miss you…where do I look?”

He chuckled, you were so strong and brave when you needed to be. Nothing made him happier than taking care of you, however. “Find the brightest star in the night sky, and then close your eyes. Even when your eyes are closed, you’ll still be able to see it. Just like how I’m always with you. And before long, I’ll return. I promise.” You sigh. You knew this. You’d gone through this routine with him numerous times.

Mills rolled out of bed, heading into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. You pulled the blankets up and around you, pulling the soft fabric to your nose. Your eyes fluttered closed, breathing in the scent of his sleeping form, committing it to memory.

Commander Mills, please report to the flight deck.

The sound of the intercom echoed in your ears. The bathroom door opened, revealing Mills in his uniform. He looked so handsome. Your eyes prickled with tears as you removed yourself from the warmth of the bedsheets, padding on bare feet over to him. On tiptoes, you threw your arms around his shoulders and kissed him, your lips pressing into his every ounce of faith you had in him returning to you.

“Promise me? One more time?”

“I promise you, moonlight. I’ll always come back to you.”

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[ladyinwriting18]

In The Heat Of The Night

Summary: You’re just a few months into dating Flip Zimmerman when your heat hits. Do you submit to him or send him away? (Alpha Flip x Omega Female Reader) Co- Author: @saynotoshityouhate

Words: 6,329

Warnings: Alpha/Betta/Omega, PIV, oral (f-receiving), mentions of breeding.

You lay curled up in your bed, pain ripping through you. Your insides feel as if they’re twisting from the inside out. An ache hits through your core like the steady beat of a drum. All the while, fever courses through your system making you sweaty. Your heat had hit you out of nowhere and is honestly one of the worst you had ever experienced.

You already had an inkling of why. Because of him.

Philip Zimmerman- or as he prefers to be called Flip. You didn’t care which name he preferred because the only one you wanted to call him was Alpha…. Your Alpha. Another thunderous shock of sticky need rolls through you, dampening your panties to the point that the cotton clings to the outer lips of your cunt.

This was all his fault! You two had only been dating for about two months but you already knew he was the perfect Alpha and mate.

It had nothing to do with the fact he was beyond attractive. While that didn’t hurt, it had more to do with his personality. The way in the blink of an eye he’d go from attentive and affectionate boyfriend to dedicated detective. He was the perfect provider and protector. It triggers your instincts to mate and bear pups.

You had never met an Alpha quite like Flip. He made everything so damn easy.

Everything from his scent - fresh bergamot, mahogany, with underlining hints of soft musk - to the way he'd always ask permission by kissing your cheek goodnight before kissing your mouth. You wanted to do this right and ensure that you didn’t lose him. Some part of you already wants to belong to him….

So when your heat starts so soon into dating, you figure it’s for the best to hide until it passes. You and Flip had yet to have sex. Sure, you had made out dozens of times and last weekend you had dry humped his thigh while watching TV at your place. Which… now that you thought about it, is probably the reason your heat has hit you so hard. Goddamn hormones.

Regardless, you didn’t want to put Flip in that position. Didn’t want to pressure him into taking care of you. Especially so early on in the relationship. What if he put in all the work to be here for you, only to realize he didn’t want you as his Omega? Another wave of nausea runs through you, causing you to curl into yourself tighter. Were you actually nauseous or just hungry? You didn’t know for certain, but the thought of sinking your teeth into a steak sounds too good to pass up. You roll over towards the landline on your nightstand, pick up the receiver and dial your favorite restaurant. Luckily you’re friendly with the owner, who agrees to put your dinner on a tab for the next time you can come in. With your order placed you hang up and flop back down onto your stomach, trying to not reach your hand between your legs. You had been trying to soothe the ache since yesterday, but nothing helped. You need Alpha. Need a knot. You whimper into your mattress, knowing Flip was a phone call away, but you couldn’t. Not if you wanted to be a candidate to be his mate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ On the other side of town, Flip Zimmerman paces through the station. He hadn’t heard from you in a few days and it was starting to wear on his nerves. Did you lose interest? Find another Alpha?

Kidnapped and being held hostage? He tries to remain calm but the dark hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. You weren’t his mate, but he felt a strong connection to you.

Mind already made up, Flip grabs his belongings and heads for his truck. He needs to make sure you’re alright. He drives to your apartment but the moment he enters the lobby - he smells you. So distinct and overpowering all the other scents in the apartment building. Lavender, sage and the crisp smell that hits your nose when opening a new book.

Flip inhales deeply, heart pounding in his chest because there is a new scent that accompanies you. Need. Hot and desperate need. No wonder you didn’t call. He finds himself at your door before he’s even registered that his feet carried him there. There’s a delivery food bag waiting outside, but he ignores it to pound on your door.

Inside, you were searching for your food. Your pain is intense but your need to eat outweighs that. So you crawl on hands and knees in nothing but a bra and pantie set toward the door. You’re just about there when Flip’s scent fills your nostrils.

Alpha. A fresh wave of arousal rushes through you, slick dripping from your unused cunt. You cover your mouth to stifle the moan that threatens to escape. His heavy hand banging on the door matches the throbbing you feel. “Sweetheart? It’s Flip. Let me in, please?” What was he doing here? Could he smell you? Because fuck you could smell him. It makes you want to beg him to care for you, mate you, breed you. But it is much too soon for that…. isn’t it? He keeps on knocking and you panic, trying to cover up your current state with lies.

“H-Hi.” You talk to him through the door with a meek tone, “Flip I…. I can’t let you in. I’m-” You pause to fake cough a few times.”I’ve caught a nasty cold. I don’t want to get you sick.” You always have been a really shitty liar. Especially when you were attempting to lie while squeezing your slick coated thighs together. Flip scoffs at your blatant lies and repositions himself, placing both hands along the door frame. His entire body is flushed and sweaty to the point he feels dizzy. The longer he stands there, breathing you in but unable to touch, the harder his cock becomes. “Listen to me. We both know very well you aren’t sick. I can smell you.” Flip sighs, trying to keep his tone even. He doesn’t want to scare you off. “I know this isn’t ideal and this isn’t how I wanted our first time to be, but let me help you. Let me take the hurt away.”

You whine in protest and he snaps. The tenderness in his voice vanishes and is replaced with sternness. You weren’t allowing him to do what he was meant to do! It has Flip baring his teeth and growling, “Omega. Open this door or I’ll break it down! You shouldn’t be alone right now.”

Your brain function halts for about two seconds. He used that voice. His Alpha voice. The one that compels you to submit to his will. Flip had never used his Alpha voice on you before. He had never needed to. But now it physically hurts you to disobey. Shakily you unlock the door and turn the knob before scooting back on your knees to allow the door to open - finally revealing you to Flip’s gaze. You sit, kneeling on the floor and trembling like a leaf. Your knees are parted, allowing Flip to easily see the slick that drips through your panties and down onto the floor beneath you. In that moment, he feels torn in two. Torn between being the good new boyfriend and wanting to be the dominant Alpha by fucking the heat out of you right there on the floor.

But Flip is a good man, a good Alpha. He could do both - be both. Couldn’t he?

His hands grip the wooden planks of the doorframe, threatening to splinter it with the strength of his intense need. But Flip remains in the hallway, not willing to take a step forward until he has your consent. “Do you understand what it means for me to help you? Is… is that what you want? If it isn’t-” His words falter as a growl edmits from his throat, “If it isn’t then I need to leave.” His normally deep amber eyes are blown black with lust. They rake over your body and devour you. He’s clearly struggling to keep in control. His instincts barking at him to give you what you need. Without warning he kicks the bag of food over to you. “I need an answer, Omega. Now.”

You shudder, his growls compelling you to answer honestly. “Yes Flip, I know what it means… I-” You move the food to the side, place your palms on the floor in front of you, and bow your head in submission. No longer able to fight your needs, you give in. “Please Alpha. N-Need you. It hurts so badly. I don’t want it to hurt anymore.”

With your permission Flip springs in action, taking two long strides to enter your apartment. He slams the door behind him, turning to twist the lock, before hoisting you up into his strong arms. You yelp, as he carries you like a rag doll, like your weight meant nothing to him. Your skin burns against the thick flannel of his shirt as he stomps his heavy boots to your bedroom. Flip lays you down in your makeshift nest before standing tall over your weakened body. His chest heaves with lust filled breaths while ripping his flannel from his shoulders and tossing it to you. Instantly you bring it to your nose, breathing in his scent- already feeling more relaxed. “You always smell so fucking good, Flip.” You purred and stripped out of your dampened underwear.

Dark eyes watch your moments as he too continues to undress-groaning as his cock springs free. Your eyes go wide, pupils darting over every bit of exposed flesh. You had imagined him naked before but not even your wildest fantasies could have prepared you for the mass of muscular perfection standing at the foot of your nest. You don’t know which part of him is the most attractive but your gaze settles on his cock- how it proudly stands at attention, throbbing up from a mess of dark curls. If he was this thick now... then his knot would be- You don’t have time to finish your thought because Flip crawls towards you, trapping you beneath him. “Y-You’re so… so big, Alpha.” You tremble, arms wrapping around his shoulders. Your compliment has him grinning, all of his shiny white teeth gleaming. “My Omega can take it.” You don’t have time to process what he’s just called you because his lips are crashing down onto yours. Your scents mix together to create the most intoxicating aroma. It has Flip growling low in his chest which in turns sends vibrations through your body. He nips along your jaw down to your neck, licking at your gland while one hand moves between your thighs. He finds your cunt hot, sticky and ready for him.

“Mmpf, I can’t wait to give you my knot… Fuck.” He slowly pushes one finger inside, stretching you out in preparation. Your nails dig into his back. He’s only slipped a single finger inside you but it’s enough to have you grinding yourself down on it. “I’ve w-wanted you for so long. Can’t wait anymore.” You confess in a whimpering plea, “Please don’t make me wait anymore.” Your begging is borderline pathetic but Flip can’t deny how his cock stiffens in response. Knowing you’ve been holding back your basic instincts in the same way he has softens his heart.

“I’ve needed you from the moment I scented you, Little Wolf. For weeks now, I've been dreaming of finally getting the chance to lay with you.” As he talks his finger slips out of you and is replaced with the head of his cock. He forces himself to take his time- not only to give you time to adjust but to savor the moment of being inside your tight heat. He sighs out your name, shuddering every time he sinks a little deeper in. His hot breath fans across your face. It comforts you as your body slowly yields to the impressive size of his cock. You whine, worried you couldn’t take all of him since you already feel stretched out. “That's it, Omega, taking all of me so well.” Oh. But the praise helps. Your hips rise from the mattress to meet his until Flip is bottomed out inside of you. The feeling of your tight walls flicks a switch in his brain. He forgets about how new your relationship is and how this is your first time together. All that matters is getting you through your heat. Flip slowly pulls himself out before thrusting his hips forward with such force that it plows you into the bed. You wail, the drag of his cock along your walls followed by him snapping back inside has you clawing at his back. He fills you to the brim- the most deliciously perfect fit. Not enough to tear you but enough to make you fucking quake. “F-Feel so stuffed full of your cock, Alpha. Mmmmhh! It’s so good, Alpha. You feel so good!” “Ngh, yes Omega. Purr for Alpha. Feel that heat melting away on my cock.” Flip establishes an intense pace, his thrusts quick and rough. You throw your head back as he fucks you so deeply that you can’t do much else other than to take it. Flip on the other hand struggles to keep his mouth away from your mating gland. His mouth waters at the thought of sinking his canines into your soft gland. He desperately wants to claim you for his own but knows that’s not something he should do in a moment of passion. Bonding the two of you together is not something he can decide on his own. However your gland won’t stop fucking beckoning to him- it flushes pink, blood rushing beneath the surface. Needing to fight the temptation, Flip slips out of you and quickly turns you over. You sob at the loss of him and try to fight to keep him between your legs. Your heat makes you delirious- panicking that he’s leaving or that you’ve done something to displease him. “Alpha please! I’ll be good for you, please. Plea-MH!” Your pleading dies in your throat when Flips rams his cock into you once more. Your cunt takes every inch with ease now that he’s fucked you open for him. You subconsciously raise your ass to aid him in hitting you deeper. All the while your instincts whisper to you- that this is the position needed to take his pups. You moan low in your throat, almost pained but so very full.

Full of everything Flip Zimmerman had to give you. “Good girl Omega, submit to your Alpha and take his knot like the bitch in heat you are.” His large hands grip bruises into your waist as he snaps his hips repeatedly into your backside. The room fills with clapping from his hip bones smacking against your ass. Just when you think the pleasure can’t get any better, Flip snakes a hand around to find your clit. He knows the moment he’s found it from the way you gasp for breath. He rubs quick circles over it, groaning as fresh waves of slick pour from your cunt and down to his balls. Flip growls, knowing that your body is preparing to stretch to the size of his knot. He can already feel it starting to form at the base of his cock in anticipation. “Are you going to cum, Omega? Are you going to gush all that hot cum all over my knot?” You can only manage a whimper and a nod, words failing you the closer you get to your orgasm. You can tell that Flip is also nearing his peak. His once precise thrusts become sloppy, but not once does he stop rubbing your clit. Through gritted teeth he groans, “Cum for me Little Wolf. Cum together with Alpha.” The permission is all you need to let go. Your orgasm hits you hard, blinding you as you scream out Flip’s name. Your walls clench around him as you cry out, pushing him over the edge with a shout, “Fuck! Fuck! Grrrraaaaarrrrr!” He drives himself into you one last time before his knot expands and locks the both of you together. You both shudder as ropes of cum fill you up before you both collapse forwards. But Flip’s arms come around your middle, securing you to his chest so you both can rest on your sides. Your body shudders at the feeling of being knotted. Not knotted but just anyone… but knotted by him. You can feel his seed locked inside of you by his knot. Just like it was meant to be. A tale told of Alphas and Omegas since the beginning of time. It washes over you, turns your bones to jelly and for a moment you are sated. The feeling of Flip licking along your shoulder brings you back to the present. You purr, content and warm in his arms and on his knot. “How are you feeling ‘mega?” His facial hair tickles the shell of your ear as he nuzzles into it. You lace your fingers with his and tightly squeeze before looking over your shoulder at him. “Full Alpha. I feel very full.” Flip smiles at your words and nudges your cheek with his nose. You close the small amount of distance between you and mumble against his mouth, “Thank you Flip.” Your lips skim along one another in a delicate kiss. A quiet lull falls over your bedroom and both you and Flip rest peacefully in that silence. Tense muscles start to relax. You feel like you might drift off to sleep until the deep rumble of his voice gets your attention. “I need you to promise you won’t hide this from me again.” He doesn’t sound angry but you can tell he means business. You hang your head in shame, realizing now that you should have been honest with him from the beginning. Thick fingers come to rest under your chin, tilting it up so you look back at him. “I need to be able to take care of my Omega. I need you to promise me that you’ll let me try, alright?” Your throat tightens with unspoken emotions. You’ve been holding back your feelings for a long while but you can’t deny them when he looks at you with all the tender care his large body can muster. “I promise Alpha. I… I want you to take care of me.” You try to recover from the crack in your voice but the watering of your eyes makes that very difficult. Flip leans in and kisses you in thanks. Slowly his knot deflates and he’s able to carefully dislodge his cock from you. You can’t hide your sadness at the emptiness he’s left behind. He turns you to face him, distracting you with a giant paw cupping the side of your face. “Why don’t I go warm up that food you ordered, get something in your system?” He kisses at the tip of your nose, chuckling when your face brightens at the mention of food. You nod enthusiastically. With a

chuckle Flip crawls out of your nest, he covers you in blankets and helps you to slip his flannel on. He selfishly leaves it unbuttoned not wanting your body hidden from view and smiles at you when you hold the sleeve close to his nose to breathe in his scent. He quickly finds his boxers, pulling them up his thick, muscular legs and then comes to leave a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll be right back, Little Wolf.” You give him a nod and settle back in your nest while Flip makes his way downstairs. He finds the discarded bag of take out and takes it to the kitchen. There he makes you a plate of food and heats it in the microwave. Standing in the soft glow of the overhead oven light, a sense of pride bubbles up from the pit of his stomach. Flip Zimmerman was getting the chance to be a true Alpha to someone. For the past few years all he had been longing for was to be a provider, a protector, a lover and father. He had been so close to losing hope until the day he first laid eyes on you. You were resilient, loving, compassionate, and you had a smile that could raise a man from the dead. Maybe that’s what you had done with him… raised him from the dead because ever since meeting you it was as if the last of the Winter’s frost had melted away. And now he wanted nothing more than to live with you in that eternal feeling of Spring and new beginnings. All he needed was a little more time to prove he was worthy enough to mark and mate you. The microwave beeps a happy little tune to signify that the food is ready. Eager to get back to you, Flip carries the plate back up to your bedroom. You’re right where he left you, snuggled in your nest in his shirt. “Eat up ‘mega.” He grins, handing you your steak and mashed potatoes before turning away in search of his jeans. “Rather eat Alpha's cock…” You mumble to yourself, but Flip is too busy looking for his cigarettes.

He rummages around in his pants pocket, finding the carton and holds them up to you. “You mind?”

You shake your head ‘no’ with a gentle smile. Walking to your bedroom window, he opens it slightly and sits his large body in the window sill. With a flick of his wrist a flame bursts forth from the lighter. Flip places the lit cigarette between his plush pink lips, takes a deep drag and blows the smoke out of the window. You watch him carefully. You’ve seen him smoke before but something about him almost naked and doing it sitting on your windowsill makes your nipples harden.

This has to be your heat.... right? Why was him blowing smoke out of his mouth making you start to drip again? You try to hide it, pulling your knees to your chest and focusing on eating your very rare steak. You feel his eyes on you and you swallow hard before looking at him. His eyes have darkened once more, seeing you wrapped in his flannel with your flushed skin and messy hair.

“You look beautiful, all blissed out for me.” Your cheeks burn at his words and self consciously you try to smooth your hair down, “Y-You really think so, Alpha?” He just keeps staring at you hungrily as he finishes his cigarette. His eyes bare into your soul - so dark and needy.

“Flipppp,” You half whine, half moan his name. A rush of need crashes over you like a tidal wave but is quickly followed by heat and pain. He's beside you in an instant, your hands gripping at his shoulders as you push your face against his.

“What would help you feel better, Little Wolf? Tell me.”

You stare at his lips. You’ve always wondered what they would feel like on places other than your mouth. You kiss him, hard, and pant into his mouth.

“I… I want Alpha's mouth and then I want his knot again. Please Alpha?”

Flip moans into your mouth, smelling your heat wash over you. He smiles cockily at your request.

“Oh this mouth, Omega?” He kisses along your jaw and down your neck to your gland, suckling at it.

“Is this what you mean, Omega? Or…” He moves down to your breasts, nipping and licking around your nipples. “Did you mean this, Omega? Tell me - greedy girl. Where do you want your Alpha’s mouth? Be. Specific.”

“Cruel man. You know what I mean, Alpha!” You yelp at him but it only makes him sink his teeth into the side of your breast, leaving his mark in your flesh. You writhe beneath him but he doesn't release you until you tell him what he wants to hear.

“On my cunt! Please on my cunt Alpha!” Flip lets go with a toothy grin. Trembling, your eyes meet his, whimpering pitifully. You compel him in your own way-softer and more feminine.

“Please Alpha... I.... I've imagined your mouth on me so many times.” Your cheeks heat up at your admission. “Or how your lips would feel wrapped around my clit. How you'd snake your tongue inside and fuck me with it. I’ve imagined how you'd groan at the taste of me.” You sit up slightly, resting on your forearms as you continue to gaze into his deep brown eyes that stare back at you - wide and blown out. “Praying you'd want more. That you'd get addicted to the taste. Need that now Alpha. Please?”

Flip raises his head, smirking mischievously. “Good Omega, using your words and saying please.” He began to move down your stomach, leaving hot wet kisses in his wake that make you squirm.

“So all this time we’ve been dating, you’ve been imagining this?” He grips the backs of your thighs, pushing your legs up and open, biting along the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs. Your head rolled to the side to rest on your shoulder from the feeling of his hot kisses, but what has your cunt clenching is the dangerously filthy words that spills from his lips.

“All these weeks, I’d take you out for a nice dinner, and after you’d come home and fuck yourself with one of those toys of yours. Isn’t that right, Omega?”

He runs his tongue slowly from slit to clit, looking deep into your eyes as he extends and flattens his tongue, “Mmm, would you writhe in this bed and moan my name? Show me, Little Wolf.”

“Y-Yes Alpha, I'd make myself cum after our dates. C-Couldn't help it….” You whimper, almost too embarrassed to finish your sentence. Especially with how badly you’re twitching for him while his face is buried between your thighs. Flip takes his time, licking and cleaning the slick from your folds but purposely avoids your clit. He wants to drag out your pleasure until you’re begging. His eyes are blown black, never once moving away from you even as waves of his hair fall into his line of vision. “Tell me more, ‘mega.” He groans at your taste, sending vibrations through your core.

You struggle to think coherently and start babbling at him instead. “I-.... I always knew you were meant to be my Alpha, Flip Zimmerman.” You capture your bottom lip between your teeth, praying you hadn’t said the wrong thing. Powerful fingers dig into your thighs, pulling them apart even further. “Please on my clit so I can cum for my Alpha!” The reward for your honesty is instantaneous- full lips finally wrap around your clit. You moan, hips arching and toes curling. Nothing could have prepared you for the actual feeling. You find your hand snaking down to push and hold his hair back for him. He looks feral, as if he was trying to devour you whole. Your overly sloppy cunt must be dampaning his facial hair but Flip doesn’t bat an eye. He’s certain that he’ll be tasting you for days and washing your cunt juice out of his beard. The thought alone has him sucking harder on your clit- slick dripping down onto the bed. “F-Flip! Don't stop! Please! Ge-Getting closer.”

He pulls away for just a second to give you a firm command, “Louder, Omega. Tell Alpha how he makes you feel.”

“Mmmh! M-My Alpha makes me feel so fucking good. My Alpha treats me right, m-makes me feel beautiful.” Flip’s tongue flicks at your clit and you buck into his mouth, “F-Fuck that feels good!” He does it again and your nipples harden as you start to grind into his mouth while moaning, “My Alpha takes care of me! My Alpha fucks me to get me through my heat. My Alpha is perfect.” Flip smiles at your words, eyes crinkling at the corners. No one had ever praised him quite like this. “I want Alpha to watch his Omega cum from just his mouth.” You pant, the coil in your belly tightening.

That has Flip groaning into your cunt, his cock throbbing in its confinement, “I’m watching Little Wolf. Come on, gush all over Alpha’s face.” He grips your thighs tighter, pulling you closer and humming against your sex, his lips vibrating around your clit. Your thighs start to tremble in his large hands, the tension growing tighter and tighter until you’re just about to shatter. You throw your head back, chanting Flip’s name like a church hymn- singing his praise as you cum. You do in fact gush all over Flip’s face, making his eyes roll back into his skull, your scent and taste overwhelming his senses. You roll your hips downward against him, riding out your aftershocks as your cum drips from you like water.

Flip whimpers at the painful pulsing of his cock. He struggles with his inner instincts to mark you. Some deep voice from within him hisses that if he doesn’t claim what’s his another could just come up and take you. But you were meant to be his. Flip knows that deep in his gut you are supposed to be his and he yours. He licks and sucks up every sweet drop you’ve given him, savoring the taste and determined to provide you with even more pleasure. So he can prove to you that there is no other Alpha above him. Only he could be the perfect mate for you. You start to slowly come down, the sound of his whimper causing goosebumps to run up your arms. You look back down at him and preen happily. Unaware of Flip’s thoughts you smile down at him, fingers running through his thick locks and cooing. “My Alpha.” Like lightning, Flip is detangling himself from between your legs and traps you beneath him. He grips your wrists tightly, pinning them down on either side of your head. The mattress dips some from his weight, but that’s not what steals the air from your lungs. It’s the way he looks at you. Like you are a prized possession just out of his reach.

With teeth bared and eyes blazing he growls, “I don’t know if I can control myself any longer Omega. It’s taking every ounce of my strength not to claim you right here and now as mine.” Your heart rate speeds up, this is what you had been wanting… To give yourself to him, be with him always and be his mate. “F-Flip you… You mean that? You don’t think it’s too soon?” You try not to cry as you speak but your eyes are glassy regardless. He takes your question as a sign of hesitation- that he’s moving too fast. “Tell me no and I’ll leave.”

Using more strength than you knew you possessed you break yourself from his hold to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, “Don’t you dare leave!” You blush, face twinging pink when you realize you’re shouting in his face. You soften your tone and let your hand cup his cheek. “I want to belong to you, Flip Zimmerman.” You open your legs wider- cunt warm and wet for him. A final invitation for him to take what's his. In an instant Flip has his boxers pushed down his thighs, freeing his already weeping cock. He hovers over you, his cock resting in the cleft of your cunt, precum dripping from the tip. He reaches between you, aligning his cock with your opening, “You’re mine now, Omega. Only mine. Forever. You hear me?” He pushes himself inside, moaning out at your warmth. Inch by inch your cunt yields to him. “I hear you Alpha! Only yours!” He swallows your cries with a kiss, tongue exploring your mouth much like he previously did to your cunt. You meet his hungry kiss with your own passion, clinging to him like a liferaft. Flip pulls back from your kiss, visibly shuddering as your inner walls tighten around his shaft, “Ffffuck! This cunt will never accept another. Do you understand? By accepting you agree to be my Omega, my cock hungry bitch, my breeder.” Your eyes go wide, cunt pulsing around his length. His words and the names he calls you have you quaking. He pulls out, the tip of his cock barely inside you before ramming back into you. His dark eyes boring holes into yours, his breath hot against your face, and his pearly white teeth aching to sink into your flesh. You throw your head back with a howl. You’re a dripping, shivering mess beneath him as he fucks you. His cock burrowing its way into your cunt as if it was his new home. Your eyes close, unable to do anything else but nod and take his brutal thrusts. He continues outlining your agreements, like a contract - like vows. “You agree to carry and birth my pups, to supply me with a litter to support and care for. And most importantly you agree to be protected and cared for by your Alpha. Do you understand, Omega?”

Your eyes flutter open, his face is red, warmth behind his black eyes and his forehead covered in tiny drops of sweat. He looks beyond feral - like a true wolf ready to mark his territory. He's so close to your face, filling your senses with only him. In this moment your body is his. Everything that made you you is his.

He uses your real name to snap you to reality, to ensure you were of sound mind and body to make this life altering decision. “Answer me.”

“Yes, I understand. I want that... Want that with you Flip.” You squeeze him tighter, needing to hold him. You stare into his eyes with all the sincerity you had in you. “I want to give you pups, want to love you, feed you, m-make a home with you.” With your mind made up long before he carried you up to your nest, you bare your throat to him and offer your mating gland to him. “Please Alpha, bind me to you forever. Make me your mate.”

Flip’s eyes stare deeply into yours, his hips bucking wildly as he fucks you. He leans down to kiss you deeply, moaning into your mouth as his orgasm starts to build. “I love you, Little Wolf,” he whispers, brushing his nose against yours, before kissing down your jawline and lapping at your mating gland. You gasp from his words and his tongue touching your gland. One hand grips his hair, your fingers getting tangled. Tension builds and you whine, moaning breathlessly. “I love you too, Alpha. Please... please need to be yours.” You can feel your nipples harden at the sight of his teeth. Your cunt flutters around his cock as you move your lips to his own gland. He whimpers in reply, like a sick puppy. He’s so overcome with the passion and arousal that he almost forgot what to do next. “Omega, fuck! Yes! Yes, please right there!” He's so close, you can feel it. So close to claiming you. Your mouth finds his gland, suckling on and purring against it. You try matching his movements but his pace causes the bed to shake. The headboard hits against the wall- at this rate the paint and plaster would start chipping off.

“FLIP!” You yelp at him, needing him but then you feel it. His teeth sink into your gland. You cry out, your orgasm taking you suddenly and without warning. You gush all over his cock down to his balls and the bedsheets below you. Your teeth bite down on his gland, moaning at the taste of his blood and the feeling blooming from your own. It's blissful.... other worldly. You’re his. He was yours. Finally. Flip’s body is overwhelmed with white hot euphoria from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He lets go of your neck, only to howl and arch his back as he cums, lodging his knot inside you and filling you with more hot seed.

You want to cry but in joy as Flip's knot fills and stretches you. You keep your mouth latched onto his gland until he’s emptied his load into you. Unable to hold his weight up any longer, Flip collapses on top of you. You both pant for breath as your bodies tremble in the aftermath of your mutual orgasms. After a moment Flip rolls onto his back and pulls you to rest atop his chest. His hands stroke along your back and his lips kiss your forehead. You lay in comfortable silence, reveling in your new bond. Flip has imagined this moment for longer than he cared to admit - finding his one, his mate, his Omega. He smiled into your hair, content and happy, his knot snugly fit inside you. A new scent fills the air- a mix of you both blending perfectly to create something new and you start to cry.

Alarmed, Flip tilts your chin up and soothes you while wiping away your tears, “Hey, Hey. Shhhh what’s wrong? Tell Alpha, sweet girl.” “Y-Yours. I'm yours now.” You whisper as the tears roll down your still flushed cheeks. His concern fades, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His emotional, compassionate little mate.

“That's right, Omega. You’re mine.” He coos, bringing a hand to massage your scalp. “You’ll always be protected, cared for, looked after. I’ll never leave you, that’s a promise.” He waits until you return his smile before leaning in to kiss you - the first of many kisses as a mated pair.

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#5

In Search Of Peace (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Summary: It's time for Matt to tell his angel the truth before it's too late.

Warnings: Injury description

Words: 1,873

Notes: Well this is a first, everyone welcome Matt to the fic lists. Thank you to @saynotoshityouhate for being the inspiration 💕

When you saw him your entire body shuddered with fear. He was beat up, badly this time. His entire frame was bent as he moved around, face and all visible skin littered with red raw grazes.

“You got hit by a car?” you asked putting down your bag and throwing your jacket over the back of the chair.

He nodded as he filled up a glass of water, propping himself up against the kitchen counter he chugged the water down like he was dying of thirst.

“How?” you asked, beginning to walk towards him.

He put down the glass and raised his head, eyes searching in your general direction, “I was walking, car was driving. I walked across the road, car hit me”

You made various noises trying to form words at how blunt he was being. Out of the corner of your eye you noticed there was blood-stained bandages, stray bits of thread, a bloody pair of scissors and clearly a terrible clean up job all over the counter.

“Did you clean yourself up?” you asked, throwing your hands in the air in angry defeat, “Please tell me you went to a hospital?”

He shook his head and you growled under your breath, “Matt! Why not?” but you received no response.

His face winced as he tried to move, making his way towards the sofa. Your eyes followed him as he walked around you, eyebrows turned down and face portraying just how baffled you felt at his reaction to this.

“You are infuriating you know that?”

He laughed under his breath, “I have been told”

You stare at him dumbfounded, his smirk makes your blood boil in your veins, “Matt, you can’t live like this. You need help”

He huffs, face screwing up in pain as he sits “I’m fine angel”

“Don’t you ‘angel’ me! Fine?!” your voice now rising in volume, “Fine?! You are anything but fine! You’re getting hit by cars, almost always covered in black-eyes and bruises, Foggy tells me you’re drinking?”

You paused waiting for him to respond but he doesn’t, he just chews on his bottom lip in silence.

“If you’re struggling it’s ok to admit that. I can come here more often – help around the house if it’ll stop you bumping into things needlessly or hurting yourself. It’s nothing to be ashamed about, needing help! I can’t count the number of times you’ve hit your head on these cabinet doors,” you’re almost mumbling to yourself as you busy your hands with picking up plates and mugs of coffee and start cleaning away papers.

“I’m fine” he repeated, you stopped suddenly when you heard how strained his voice was. Anger rose up from your toes, heating your skin. You slammed down the pile of paper you were holding, they were probably important but you didn’t care as they scattered about the floor.

“Ok Matty” you sighed, “You’re fine. I’ll go”

Stupidly you expected a response, a fight, anything but he sat there in silence. His body was turned to yours, looking over the back of the sofa, and his eyes flicked as if he was thinking.

“You know for a lawyer you’re really bad in a conversation” you huffed, no longer trying to hide the agitation in your voice. You gathered up your jacket and bag in silence, heart beating painfully hard in your chest.

Please say something.

Nothing. No noise from behind you, no voice, nothing. Your shoulders dropped as you sighed, “Bye Matt”

You got three steps from the door, jacket half on, when you heard it, “Angel, wait!”

As he called out you heard him groan to his feet, you spun on your heels reluctantly, “Look whatever you have to say.. I-… I’m tired Matty”

“I know!” he rounded the corner, limping just a little and your heart still ached despite your anger.

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582 notes - Posted January 20, 2022

#4

“you can be rough. i can take it.” With Matt Murdock

Broken In (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Warnings: Smut, PIV sex, pet names, choking, rough sex.

Matt Murdock treasured you. He treated you with grace and care more than any other person had done so. Nothing about him was harsh or cruel when he was with you – this was a part of himself he kept far away from you, buried in the bottom of the trunk where he hid his mask.

But sometimes you couldn’t help but be intrigued by that side of him. The side of him with little mercy and strength enough to prove it.

The thought alone made your cunt dampen and your heart beat faster. Sometimes you wished he would let his inhibitions go with you, you’d see it in the way he’d flex his fingers or grit his teeth. The urge to let it break free, the thought of even the possibility that his brilliant mind held those kinds of fantasies for you made you lose yours.

He treated you like a porcelain doll but the devilish voice at the back of his mind wished he could break you.

One day, as his hips rolled into yours slowly and at a pace he knew would satisfy you, you saw that familiar grit of his teeth and the flex of a strained hand near your throat as he held you down by your chest.

“You can be rough. I can take it” you whispered, staring up at him. His eyes darted across your face, squinting as if questioning it was you who spoke.

Breathlessly you spoke again, “Please Matt?”

The hungry noise that came from deep within his chest made you shiver and your cunt clench around him causing his hips to buck harder.

“You want this?” he asked between gritted teeth, you mumbled an affirmative noise as you were plunged into a dumbstruck headspace.

Leaning over you his fingers wound his way around your throat and squeezed just a little, your bodies reaction was instant. Tingles sprang up down your arms and across your thighs, your jaw dropped open and you whined pathetically.

“Turn over” he huffed int your lips as he kissed them, biting at your bottom lip. He began pulling out of you despite your protests. As you turned onto our stomach carefully his hands swarmed your body, you swore whenever you fucked he never stopped touching you – not even as you moved away from him. He was drawn to you like a magnet, touch and listening to every beat of your body was his only connection to you when you were too fucked out to speak.

Once he had you laying on your stomach, he pulled your hips up, plunging himself back inside you without a word. Your voice gravelled around the cry you let out, already hoarse and crackling. He’d never subjected you to a pace like this, giving your cunt no choice but to stretch around him again and again. All you could do was grip onto the sheets and whimper.

With a growl his hand wound its way around your throat and pulled back, he pressed his forehead into the top of your head and one hand pressed against the smallest of your back causing you to arch almost painfully. His thrusts were never faltering, his hip bones denting bruises into the soft flesh of your ass cheeks.

“You think you can keep taking this pretty girl?” he huffed, voice breathless and deep. You whimpered and nodded against his grasp. His fingers squeezed and you felt your cunt flood impossibly wetter.

“Matty” You gasped, fingers practically tearing at the sheets below you as you held on for dear life.

He chuckled cockily, “Oh I think you can baby! Who knew my sweet little angel was such a whore for me huh?”

Matt laughed again at the whine you let out, “Is that right baby? Are you my little whore? Pathetically begging for me to take you and use you like a toy”  

You nodded frantically; you could feel yourself edging ever closer. You couldn’t comprehend how his hips hit you so hard, your cunt ached around him – it was all too much and yet you never wanted it to end.

The switch in him was electrifying, listening to the cocky growls and grunts he let out in your ear or the way his fingertips gripped just a little harder. You buckled at the thought you’d get to wear the bruises he gave you.

Your cunt clenched in a way that told him you were teetering on the edge of cumming, he knew your body better than anyone. Had a sense for every breath, taste and touch of it.

“Matty, I’m… I- fuuuuuck!” you cried out, words jolting and stuttering with the force of his thrusts.

“That’s it baby” his voice deceptively sweet as he spoke, “Give it to me”

Your voice fractured as you cried out, it was the most guttural noise he had ever heard you make and it made him smile. Accomplishment cascaded over him, emboldened ego making his cock twitch inside your spasming cunt.

“I’m so proud of you baby” he praised, “Keep going”

Matt fucked you impossibly harder as you came around his cock, body jolting and twitching as your orgasm flooded its way through your body. You collapsed forward and he came with you, pressing you down into the mattress to let you rest. Then his muscles tensed, his arms held you tighter and his thigh muscles twitched against you as he pulled you close, rutting his hips into you desperately.

“Yes yes yes yes” you chanted, urging him towards his own orgasm. The sigh of utter bliss he let out as he pressed his forehead against your shoulder made you whimper happily.

“Thank you baby” you whispered as he kissed your back and shoulders. He laughed, pulled out of you and rolled onto the bed beside you.

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648 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

#3

Worth It (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Summary: One call from Foggy and everything changed. With Matt flying off the rails you figure it was time to make contact again, your break up was messy and painful but something in you still clung to him.

Words: 3,461

Warnings: Angst, smut. Oral (f receiving), pet names, matt can cum just from eating you out???

Follow up to - The Last Time

Your heart hammered in your chest as you exited the subway. There was a promise you’d made to yourself 6 months ago that this wouldn’t happen. Your life was moving on without Matt Murdock, you convinced yourself into believing that the sick feeling in your stomach you’d felt all this time wasn’t you missing him. No – that was the sign you should stay away.

Foggy had called. That was the kicker.

“He’s back out there” he’d said, you had sighed as your only response. “No, I mean it! And he’s… different. It’s like he doesn’t care anymore”

“Care about what? Being Daredevil? Then why is he- “

“No! He doesn’t care about himself anymore. He’s even more reckless, I didn’t think it was possible. There’s something wrong with him”

Foggy sounded scared, tired, exasperated and completely at the end of his rope. You didn’t like that, the sound of pain in his voice was enough to embroil you with rage. You’d had enough of the Murdock pity party that seemed to let excessive streamers off over everyone who came near him.

Did you miss him? Of course, that wasn’t a lie you could keep up for long. The man was the love of your life and every moment after leaving his apartment 6 months ago made your soul ache in the depths of your body. But for that reason you needed him to stop, to get a grip… something! Foggy had begged you to talk to him, talked about his fears that Matt would go too far this time or do something really stupid were getting too much for him to handle alone. And when you’d met Foggy in Josie’s that night, he’d begged you again to the point you thought he was going to get off his bar stool and onto the sticky wooden floor.

“Ok, ok!” you’d groaned, “I’ll call him”

One phone call, that was all you’d promised. But the sound of Matts voice had coaxed you to him without any concious realisation and now you were on your way to his apartment.

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You stood outside Matt’s door for a long time. He knew you were here. Even you could hear your heartbeat thundering in your ears so you figured it would be deafening to him. If he was even home that was.

It was late, he could be out bleeding in the street but you’d chanced the fact that after a full tiring day in court, information you had thanks to Foggy, he’d stay home for once.

Your fingers played with the hem of your skirt, it was short and your legs were prickled with goosebumps against the cold. The weather had turned suddenly but you’d been too out of your mind to change before heading out into the biting wind that had arrived as it got dark.

You raised your fist to knock, noticing how it trembled a little before you rapped your knuckles against the wood, “Matt? You home?”

Footsteps approached and then the door opened. You bit back a gasp that threatened to escape as your jaw dropped open. He looked like hell, his skin painting more of a story than he would ever tell you.

“Jeeeesus Matty” you whispered under your breath. His face was littered with bruises that cascaded down his neck and under his t-shirt. There was one barely healing cut above his eyebrow that splayed the hair there, instinct told you to reach out and brush it down but all you did was wiggle your fingers in your jacket pocket to expel the energy.

“Nice to see you too” his voice was croaky, like he’d been sleeping, and he sounded tired even still. Bone tired, the kind of tired 50 years of sleep couldn’t fix.

“Can I… Can I come in?”

He nodded and stepped aside, gesturing for you to walk past him. You hung your jacket up as you passed the hooks by the door. You stood awkwardly in his living room, hands worrying over themselves in front of you.

Quickly you were overwhelmed with the level of familiarly that swarmed your senses. The smell of his apartment sparked fond memories of waking up here, the furniture all in the same place, a new vase had replaced the one you broke. The coffee machine burbled in the background, his usual late-night coffee, you presumed he had been prepped to go out for the night if you hadn’t turned up. However, some noise was different. Quiet, barely audible music played from the radio in the corner with the accompaniment the busy sound of the city rattling through his open windows. You wondered if he was trying to drown something out, you’d never known his apartment to be this ‘noisy’.

You heard the door close and then he walked into view. You took a deep breath, figuring that you should just get this over with.

“I know what’s going on Matt” you said as you sat down in the big suede chair.

Before you could even explain his face screwed up, tears welling from under his closed eyelids, “I don’t know how to fix this…h-how to stop”

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710 notes - Posted April 1, 2022

#2

The Last Time (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Summary: Matt was doing it again, trying to force you away under the guise of trying to protect you. But this time, will he succeed?

Words: 1,722

Once again Matt had rolled into the apartment, bruised and sliced open. You crouched at his feet as he lay sprawled out on the couch in his usual black underwear, you dabbed and stitched at the wounds in silence. Eyes focused on your work, so much so that you missed the entire internal conversation he was having that was displayed all over his face.

“You need to leave” he said bluntly. At first you didn’t look up, finishing up your cleaning job on one oozing wound, but then your brain registered his words and your eyes snapped up to his face.

You sat back on your haunches, “What?”

“You shouldn’t be here” he said, pushing himself to sit up with a pained groan, “Being around me is too dangerous right now. Just… can you go?”

Everything in you screamed, every fiber of your being begged him not to put you through this conversation again. You rolled your eyes, “Oh don’t give me your self-righteous bullshit Matt” you scoffed trying to brush it off. You’d been here before.

Pushing himself to his feet he staggered towards the kitchen. You couldn’t believe he was trying it again. Both of you had done this too many times, you were tired of having to explain yourself. Tired of having to defend yourself against his way of doing things.

“Please angel, can you just…” he sighed without finishing his sentence, hands balled up at his sides.

Every time before now you had cried, begged and talked softly to him to bend him back round to staying with you, or more allowing you to stay.

But not this time, this time something bubbled up from your toes. You were exhausted and the filter of your anger dropped with a thud.

“You do not get to check out!” you shouted, volume slowly rising as he walked away from you, “YOU DO NOT GET TO CHECK OUT! NOT ON ME!”

The pause in his step gave you free reign to continue, “You can do that shit to Foggy, to Karen, even to God if you want! But you do not get to do that to me”

The second sigh he let out cut you like a dagger, he sounded tired too and right now you were too angry to let him be this way. His face was drawn down, dark circles under his eyes and a healing scar across his cheekbone. He was weary but so were you.

“You will not… I will not allow you to waltz into my life and give me everything, make me care, make me love you and then just walk away” your breath hurtled out of you as you spoke, words desperate to reach him, “You don’t get to walk away like you’re the only person who gets to decide!”

He began to speak, “But I-“ and you cut him off with a growl of anger.

“You’re not the only one who gets the right to decide what matters Matt Murdock! Fuck you!”

Your chest heaved under the weight of your breath, panting and feeling like you couldn’t stand still. You fumbled on the spot, running your hands through your hair.

As he spoke your stomach lurched in response, “You should go”

“Fuck, Matt! Why?”

His reply was simple and blunt, “You know why”

His back was turned to you and you could feel your face getting hot as the tears start to drip. It felt like your body was vibrating as you tried to hold yourself together.

“You’re my life” you sobbed, fingers playing over themselves in fear, “You’re everything, I’d give everything – anything! Please”

“And you are mine!” he shouted back, face screwed up to fight back against the emotions threatening to spill out of him, “But I put you in danger. I’m tired of being scared, it’s dangerous for me to always have my mind on you. Someone is always going to be after you if they even remotely suspect you’re tied to me. What if someone sees you? What if you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time? I can’t risk you”

Matt turned away from you and walked towards the kitchen. Your blurred eyes followed him, brain scrambling to think of what to say. This time felt different you noticed; he was more resigned to the idea. Your panic set in. This time he meant it; he was leaving. Or more accurately, you were being asked to leave him.

“When you’re gone they’ll still come after me” he stopped at your words, turning his head towards you, “You haven’t realized that have you? Walking away puts me in more danger cause you won’t be around to know when they do. They won’t know you don’t love me anymore- “

He goes to cut you off but you talk over him, “- they won’t know you’re gone Matt. They’ll still think I mean something to you no matter how much distance you try and put between us so either way I’m fucked! I chose that! I chose you”

“But you didn’t know when you did that!” he insisted, slamming his fist down on the counter top, “You didn’t know. You chose Matt Murdock the lawyer, you didn’t choose all this”

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Deprivation (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Summary: You and Matt make a bet you can go without each other for a week. Well that week is up... lets see how you did...

Warnings: Smut, PIV sex, slight fingering, sweaty sweaty desperate sex, pet names, slightly subby matt

Words: 2,176

The knock at the door echoed around your apartment. Even without Matts extraordinary hearing you could hear him shuffling and tapping his feet impatiently.

The second the door opened his cane folded at lightening speed and his arms wrapped themselves around you knocking you back, his foot kicking out to shut the door behind him. The wave of his cologne and whatever his used to wash his clothes crashed over you and filled all your senses. You pressed your face in his neck, placing a kiss against the pulsing vein there.

“I missed you” he huffed into your shoulder. You laughed and straightened up, “Is that so? I couldn’t tell”

You’d made a drunken bet with him that he couldn’t go a week without fucking you, upping it (after three more shots) to a week without seeing you at all. Surprisingly he’d made it this far but you could tell by the way he spun you and pressed your back against the closing door that his patience had run out. You had been cocky and so had he, you’d refused to give in despite the fact that the last two nights you’d forced yourself to sleep with thoughts swirling round your head of everything you were missing.

“I’m impressed actually” you continued, caressing your hands over his body slowly. You edged them downwards till you were unbuttoning his suit jacket. His chest was heaving as he panted, bottom lip bitten tightly between his teeth.

He sighed, “I could barely focus in court today, all I could think about was being here”

“But you did it” you chuckled mockingly, giving him a patronising pat to his chest, his eyebrow raised and you giggled tapping him on the tip of his nose.

You leant forward and kissed him slowly, letting your hands slide up his back and pushing yourself flush to his body. Matt was radiating heat; you could almost feel his impatience buzzing under the surface of his skin.

Pulling back and ducking out from where he had you pinned against the door you nonchalantly made your way back into the apartment, “Want something to drink?” you called over your shoulder.

“Or I could-“ you cut yourself off with a high pitched squeak as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the sofa. He dropped into the seat, pushing his hands up your thighs and pulling you on top of him with a huff.

“No more teasing” he grunted, kissing your lips feverishly. You smiled, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”

Your thighs tensed on either side of his body as he slid you forward, flush with his chest. One arm looped behind your back to hold you in place and the other snaked up your neck, gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger and tilted your head to the left to give him access.

“C’mon baby” he whispered, soft lips pressing into the sensitive skin of your neck, “I’ve been so good…”

The breathy whimpers that he let out between his quiet words sent shivers up your spine originating from the ever-tightening coil in your core. Your hands gripped his shoulders firmly, fingertips massaging into his skin.

“Please, baby, I’ve been such a good boy” he whimpered; your entire body canted forward with lust. So much so your hands slipped from his shoulders to grip the sofa back behind him, bringing you impossibly closer to him. He used the grip on your chin to tilt your head the other way as he dipped kisses across your chest to your right side.

“I’ve waited a whole week for this haven’t I?” Matt teased; you nodded your head lamely in response. You felt the lips against your neck curve into a smile, “Don’t I deserve to be rewarded?”

You feel dumbstruck, hypnotised, lost in the sound of his breathy voice and the way his lips rub against your tingling skin. You can feel his cock press up against your core as he bucks and shuffles beneath you.

“I’ve been…” he kissed up your neck, “…such…” wet pecked kisses joined up in a line along your jaw, “… a good boy”

Suddenly his mouth was on yours, the gasp of air you tried to breathe in was into the passionate kiss he devoured you with. His hand slipped between your legs and he rubbed the heel of his palm roughly against your clothed cunt. Your entire body sunk into his, melting into his grasp as your lips mould with his. His hands constantly moved when he kissed you, finding new places to rest or gently squeeze.

He pulled back a little, bumping his nose with yours, feeling you out. Letting your panting breath ghost over his lips so he could taste the mint of the gum you’d chewed an hour ago.

Matt hooked his hands under your thighs and you felt him stand, you gripped into his neck with a yelp. The smirk he gave you made your stomach tense but you rolled your eyes, “You’re ridiculous”

“Very possibly” he replied, confidently walking with your legs wrapped around his swaying hips. The bruises you could feel forming in the soft flesh of your thighs made you tingle, littering his delicious neck with kisses.

He dropped you onto the bed with a huff, before you got yourself comfortable, he grabbed you and flipped you over. Your jaw dropped open and you gaped at him over your shoulder, breath catching in your throat as your cunt throbbed harshly between your legs. You shuffled into the middle of the bed and the mattress dipped between your legs as he kneeled one knee down into it.

“Oh baby” he sighed mockingly, a sick smile curving up his face, fingertips tickling the back of your thighs, “You need me so badly don’t you”

You squeezed your eyes shut shaking your head but smiling, trying not to give it away which only earned you a cocky chuckle.

His hands flipped your dress up over your ass, “Stay just like that angel” he landed a fairly gentle smack to your ass, “What a silly little bet you made with your good boy, hmmm? Did you really think you wouldn’t end up just as desperate?”

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SOOOOO basically what this is telling me is that I need to become a Matt Murdock page? or is it telling me I already am? 😂🥰

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #matt murdock #daredevil

[jynzandtonic]

[big fucking hug]

You know Sackler makes phallic comments as SOON as you put that popsicle into your hand. Like instantaneously.

INSTANTANEOUSLY. And you know what? I’m gonna suck that fucking popsicle like a pornstar just to set him off. 👅

Big hugs to you, sweet friend!

#soft saturday #except extremely thirsty #adam sackler #TORTURE HIM TILL HE SNAPS #ily xoxo #saynotoshityouhate

[mrs-gucci]

Hump Day Funday!

since I’ve got plenty of stuff going on for the next few weekends (and because I came up with an idea that I want to do lol), I’m doing a spinoff of sunday funday today!

this week’s theme? 

AU’s!! 

I looove AU’s and I want to write more of them! so, I’m coming to my lovelies for AU requests!! all characters are up for grabs (bonus points for requesting Kylo, though).

here are some of the AU’s that I would love to write (although I will of course take any AU’s that y’all have ideas for):

BOXER AU

NBA AU (I blame this on @weareallstoriesintheend and @saynotoshityouhate​ for ruining me with their nba!Kylo collab fic...)

ROCKSTAR AU

PIRATE (captain hook!Kylo, anyone 👀)

MAFIA (BOSS) AU

DOCTOR AU

MERMAN AU

HOGWARTS AU

those are just a few of the AU’s that I’d love to dip my toes into! but, I’m open to any ideas y’all may have for other AU’s. please send me stuff, I am coming on hands and knees :)

can’t wait to see what y’all have for me <3 <3

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[agirlwhoisaphantom]

payback is a bitch

FMK - charlie barber, bucky barnes, and then ME

I don’t like this at all.

Fuck: Bucky Barnes. Because of what that vibranium arm can do ;)

Marry: YOU OBVIOUSLY. I’ll marry you any day.

Kiss: Charlie, he gives such a good tender kiss and knows how to use his tongue, especially when it comes to… oops did I sidetrack.

#fuck marry kiss #bucky barnes #Charlie Barber #saynotoshityouhate

[scottlangsorangeslices]

Hi! when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously or not). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity ☺︎︎ (no pressure ofc)

Hi! These things are probably going to be really random, but here goes nothing. 

1. Rain. The sound of it, the way it hits against my window, the feeling of knowing I’ll have a good rest that night as the rain lulls me to sleep.

2. Long walks on summer nights are so comforting to me, because its warm, but there's also a light breeze and it makes me feel like everythings right in the world. 

3. My grandma's cooking. This is pretty self-explanatory, my grandma is a damn good cook and when I was little I used to sit on the counter as she made fried chicken. Nothing compares to her food. 

4. When guys are fascinated by the most mundane things. For some reason scented lotions and sanitizers are the coolest thing to them and I find it so sweet and wholesome. 

5. The feeling of warm sand beneath my feet: need I say more?

6. The feeling you get after drinking an incredibly cold bottle of water on a day where its hot as fuck. 

7. When you tell a joke and the people around you legitimately have a hearty laugh. It makes me happy to make other people happy. 

8. Trees. Idk I just love trees lmfao. They give us oxygen and stuff, like thats cool as shit!

9. Classic rock (bonus points if its on vinyl). Queen, Bon Jovi, Frankie Valli: All incredible musicians.

10. Lastly, when I realize that I’m genuinely enjoying myself. When I’m hanging out with someone, laughing, telling jokes, etc, and realize “hey I feel like I’m on top of the world right now”. It makes me happy to know I’m happy if that makes any sense. Especially since I often feel kind of pessimistic, it makes me happy to know if broken that cycle, even if its just for a little while. 

I accidentally read that as ten things, but decided to keep these nonetheless. I wasn’t expecting to get that deep, but thank you for sending this my way @ramp-it-up, I feel oddly content right now ❤️

Tagging 10 writers who I absolutely love, so if you haven’t done this yet, feel free to respond!

@that-damn-girl @navybrat817 @afriendlyblackhottie @nano--raptor @fineanddandy @fictitiousfoodie @mypoisonedvine @saynotoshityouhate @nsfwsebbie @earlgreydream

[mariesdameron]

Rules: answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to get to know better/catch up with.

3 ships: Myself with Adam Sackler, Santiago Garcia, and Poe Dameron.

Last Song: The War- SYML

Currently Watching: My Hero Academia

Currently reading: Just fics at the moment. Been into Santi, Frankie Morales, and Oberyn Martell.

Last Movie: Annihilation

Currently Craving: Strawberry Rhubarb Pie

Tagging(no pressure): @anetteaneta @lostrightnowastheoceandeep @leto-duke @letoatreiides @writefightandflightclub @huxdameron @wasicskosgirl @saynotoshityouhate @hexedeslichts

#Getting to know youuuuuu #Ask Games #Personal

[adcuficexchange]

ADCU Summer 2021 Fic Exchange Masterlist

It’s here: the full collection of Adam Sackler x Reader fics for the Summer 2021 exchange!

Across the Alley by @saynotoshityouhate​ - (E, 1.3k)

Your new neighbor likes to put on a show - but little did you know, he knows you’ve been watching.

Jellyfish Are Assholes by @leatherboundbirate​ - (E, 1.5k)

During a trip to the beach on a hot summer day, you sustain an injury. Adam Sackler, ever the attentive partner, helps bandage you up and then takes your mind off of the pain.

Casting Call by @fathersonandhouseofgucci​ - (E, 2.5k)

Some miscommunication and a salty Adam Sackler. Lovers to enemies to lovers, on the fast track, if you will.

The Sound by @millenialcatlady​ - (T, 3.7k)

Adam is looking for a new roommate, and Ray thinks you would be a perfect fit.

Talking Body by @glassbxttless​ - (not rated, 9k)

You’re new to the building and fortunately for you— you meet the handsome, yet annoyingly loud, hobby carpenter who lives across the hall.

Impulse Control by @paterson-blue​ - (E, 8.5k)

Sackler's working on his impulse control. No, really--he is, he swears. It's just a lot harder when it comes to you.

As Long As You Need by @weareallstoriesintheend​ - (M, 3.1k)

Adam and Reader are hookup buddies. Adam gets concerned that you don't want to see him for a few weeks and comes over to check on reader. Reader is struggling with anxiety/depression and Adam comforts them through a panic attack.

Press Play on Tape by @hopeamarsu​ - (E, 7.4k)

Adam Sackler has been cast in a Hallmark movie about soulmates and soulmate identifying marks. A lot of the shoot has been outdoors so it's time to press play on tape in the recording booth and do some ADR work. But when tensions rise due to a complicated line in the movie, what's there to do to relax and unwind so that the session can continue? Well, there's always the option of watching some videos.

Squirt Guns and Switches by @saynotoshityouhate​ - (E, 1.7k)

Your childish boyfriend ruined your nephew's birthday gift - but that didn't ruin your evening.

ADCU Fic Exchange Adam Sackler by @peachyproserpina​ - (E, 3k)

Adam asks you to be his girlfriend for a wedding over the weekend. Unresolved tensions come to a head after you agree.

Adam Sackler Hates Cafés. Or Does He? by @strawberryjam-scribbles​ - (M, 3.5k)

Adam Sackler hated the new cafés that kept popping up all over the place. “Pretentious hipster bullshit” he called it. If he were drunk you could easily spark a heated rant over the “overpriced, tiny cups of slave labor coffee.” But maybe cafes weren't so bad if you were in them. A rough meeting develops into a playful friendship, when you both have exciting news to share, who know where that friendship could go?

Headboards & Bedding by @mariesackler​ - (E, 1.9k)

Grumbling, you dragged your body from the floor. How long had you and Adam been living together? And yet, you were still sleeping on the hand-me-down mattress from your former roommate. You were adults, for fuck's sake. You weren't sure your back could handle another night. It was bad enough that you had to fight for space when sleeping with your gremlin of a man.

Inferno by @direnightshade​ - (M, 6.7k)

The story fades into the background as the figure draws closer and grows more visible even through the streaks of water that continue to distort the view from the glass in front of him. His eyes widen in recognition of the long, brown leather duster that hangs down nearly to the pavement. The holster isn’t visible beneath it, but the gun held firmly in hand is a dead giveaway. “You,” he murmurs to himself in complete disbelief.

Chime After Chime by @clydesducktape​ - (T, 3.8k)

The universe works in mysterious way, or it's a plotting jerkface. But Adam Sackler has had enough of New York when an opportunity to go west to California presents itself, he follows his gut to see what is in store for him.

Practice Sessions by - LondonID (E, 3.8k)

Being in a company with Adam Sackler was exhausting, especially when you had to rehearse sex scene with him to help out your friend.

Ask Her by @jynzandtonic​ - (E, 4.9k)

When you let it slip that you fooled around with your best friend back in the day, Sackler asks if you'd do it again. When you say you would, he can't seem to let the idea of the three of you go. Maybe—just maybe—all you have to do is ask her.

Tragodía by @prince-kyloren​ - (E, 1.7k)

Adam Sackler was an up and coming theatre actor when tragedy struck. Now his soulmate is left to pick up the pieces and discover what love after death truly means.

No More Games by - 1986_Special (M, 2.3k)

Every first Friday of the month, you join your friend Lindsay as she and her theater pals hit the club circuit. You look forward to it every single time, even if it means spending the evening with your frenemy (and, okay, secret crush), Adam Sackler.

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