ddk_mod (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ddk_mod) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
daredevilkink2015-07-13 09:00 am
ddk_mod) wrote in daredevilkink2015-07-13 09:00 am
Entry tags:
Prompt Post #5
HEAD OVER TO PROMPT POST #6.
Keep filling prompts on this post! Make sure to link any new fic on the complete or work in progress fills posts so it doesn't get missed.
Please read the current rules before commenting on this post.
Previous Rounds: Prompt Post #1 | Prompt Post #2 | Prompt Post #3 | Prompt Post #4
Fills: Completed & WIPs
Rules:
- General
- YKINMKATO. Play nice. If you don't like something, scroll on.
- All comments must be anon. If you would like to be politely banned to avoid anon-failing, leave a logged-in comment on the mod post or pm the mod account.
- Subject lines should only be changed if you're posting a prompt or a fill (indicators like OP or Author!Anon should go in the body of the comment).
- RPF is allowed. Crossovers, characters from the extended Marvel Universe and comics canon are allowed, but must relate to the 2015 TV show in some way.
- Discussion not related to the prompt should be moved to the discussion/off-topic post.
- Drop a comment on the mod post if you have any questions or problems.
- Prompts
- All types of prompts are welcome.
- Use the subject line for the main idea of your prompt (pairing or characters, keywords, kink).
- Warnings are nice, but not mandatory. Get DW Blocker if there's anything you really don't want to see.
- Reposted prompts are allowed once one round has passed - i.e., prompts from post #2 cannot be reposted until post #4. Please include a link to where it has been previously posted.
- Fills
- Put [FILL] or something similar in the subject line when posting a fill.
- Announce your fill on either the Completed Fills Post or the WIP Post.
- Long fills can either be posted over multiple comments, or posted on AO3 and linked back here.
- Multiple fills are always okay.
- Fills can be anything! Fic, art, vids are all welcome.
- If it wasn't written specifically for the prompt, it doesn't count as a fill. You are welcome to provide a link to already existing fic that does fit the prompt, in case the prompter hasn't seen it, but it doesn't count as a fill.
Fill:Part 3/? Matt/Foggy/Karen: soulmate AU
(Anonymous) 2015-08-02 11:55 am (UTC)(link)Historically SoulMarks were considered to be a gift from God or a curse from the Devil. There to lead you either to salvation or to sin, but inescapable either way. However these days we recognise that people have choices. Some choose to ignore their Marks completely. There is no statistical evidence to point to couple with SoulMarks having more or less successful relationships than those without. As I have said to you all before, all relationships require time, effort, and work.”
Karen got involved in Union Allied and a murder. It was like everything just kept getting worse. Then she met Matt and Foggy. The name ‘Matt’ was enough to make her heart run a little faster. Factor into that the fact he listened, believed her when he had no reason to. She fell a little bit in love straight away. And he was gorgeous too, that didn’t hurt. But he seemed a little standoffish, pushed her away as much as he could while he was still protecting her. Karen was definitely no longer the romantic she had been as a child. Matt was a nice fantasy, but if he didn’t want more than that then Karen would deal with it.
Foggy snuck up on her. At first she barely noticed him, he seemed to be used to that reaction though. Maybe being Matt Murdock’s best friend had a downside. But more she got to know him the more it seemed to just be Foggy. He’d tell you how good he was all day long, but it was almost like he never expected anyone to believe it. He was funny and sweet, stayed up with her all night to protect her from her own demons. He flirted and was wonderful but… he loved Matt, everyone could see that. She was a little worried about getting in the middle of that. She loved them both too much already to hurt them. She honestly didn’t connect ‘Foggy’ and ‘Franklin’ at first. She only found out through the paperwork in the office. The first time she saw the name ‘Franklin Nelson’ in black and white she dropped a full cup of coffee, which made her swear, loudly enough that Foggy and Matt came to check on her.
“Sorry, I dropped my mug,” she said. Mopping the desk as best she could with a tissue from her bag.
“Never mind,” said Foggy coming to help. “You managed to miss the great mountain of client files we have… oh no wait, we don’t have.”
He smiled at her and it was like the sun coming up. “Your name’s Franklin?” she asked without thinking.
“Curse you paperwork,” he sighed overdramatically. “I’m glad you got a coffee dunking.”
“He really doesn’t like Franklin,” said Matt with a smile.
“People I like call me Foggy,” he insisted.
“Everyone calls you Foggy,” laughed Matt.
“Hey I like everyone, I’m a friendly guy!” Foggy quipped back.
Karen was struck all of a sudden with an overwhelming sense of belonging. Like this right here was exactly where she was supposed to be. Right here with Matthew and Franklin. She pushed the feeling away, she knew you couldn’t always trust SoulMarks. She’d seen what absolute faith in them could do. She had to be sure.
Ben Ulric went a long way it giving her a little faith back. He was a genuinely good man, and he got it. That burning need to know about something. So you could help people, yes of course, but mostly just so you could know. It was the first step in anything. He showed her how to find out. How to put all the conflicting pieces together and make a coherent picture, she liked it, it made her feel less powerless. Ben also loves his wife more than anything. In the way that Karen always dreamed about when she was a kid. He tells her stories about how they met on the way to see the care home (that Karen has tricked him into going to, she feels bad, but she has to know, Ben will understand).
“We went to see ‘Written on Your Skin’, special showing for Valentines Day,” said Ben with a smirk
Karen groaned. “Oh that film is so bad. I feel like I should go back in time and tell my 10 year old self not to bother watching it.
Ben laughed, it was pretty awful. We went to a diner afterwards. She told me her SoulMark said ‘Fabio’,” said Ben with a laugh.
“No,” said Karen. “What did you say?”
“Well it was only our second date; I wasn’t sure what to say. A little bit early to bring up the whole subject of SoulMarks. But she had this look in her eye, and I knew my Mark had her name on it and I really wanted to get to know her. She made me… I don’t know…just happy. So I told her I’d been born ‘Fabio’ and we were clearly meant to be,” said Ben gazing out the window.
Karen laughed. “You old romantic you,” she said with a smile.
“Turns out she had ‘Ben’ written on her shoulder, same spot as my ‘Doris’,” Ben said gazing out the window. “Oh, I’m sorry, that’s probably a bit too much information…” he said, blushing a little.
Karen smiled. “No, it’s… nice. I was starting to believe all that SoulMarks and ‘meant to be’ stuff was just something that happened in films.”
“Oh it happens in real life too, or at least it did to me. Being married was lots of work, but I wouldn’t have changed any of it,” said Ben smiling back.
That was the moment that Karen decided to tell Matt and Foggy about her SoulMarks. That it was worth the risk, she’d never in her whole life felt as comfortable as she did with Matt and Foggy. She knew that she never wanted to leave them. And she had to know, if they felt at least a little of this too.
Of course that was when the universe decided to remind her that this was something she wasn’t allowed to have.
Ben died, Matt and Foggy weren’t even talking, Karen killed someone. Everything went wrong. Because of Karen. She’d found Fisk’s Mom, she’d killed Fisk’s right hand man, she’d come into Matt and Foggy’s lives and now they were falling apart. If they were really her soul mates, if she really loved them? The best thing she could do was keep her distance. She didn’t think she was strong enough to leave them all together, but she could hold them at arm’s length.
A SoulMark can never be destroyed. Over the ages people have tried, no matter what is done to it, it will always find a way to come back. The longest time on record for scaring to a SoulMark is 20 hours. It cannot be burned off, or cut out. It has often been described as the most fundamental part of a person’s identity.
The first thing was pain. Everywhere hurt. It pulled him from sleep; he recognised the groggy feeling of painkillers wearing off.
Matt woke to the sound of Foggy’s heartbeat. When they shared a living space that had been a comforting thing, sometimes he’d wake up in the middle of the night and Foggy’s heartbeat was a slow heavy thud across the room. Matt used it to block out other sounds so he could get back to sleep. (Sirens, crying, all the other sounds of the city at night.)
Now Foggy’s heartbeat was too fast. Panic, and worry, and fear, hung in the air so thick that it nearly choked him. He looked around, bloody bandages on the floor next to… next to the mask. Which meant it wasn’t on his face, which meant Foggy knew. And oh god, Matt had to get up.
“I wouldn’t if I were you,” said Foggy from somewhere behind the couch. “But then again maybe I would. What the hell do I know about Matt Murdock.”
Matt had imagined telling Foggy about his senses lots of times, nearly had, more than once. He never even thought about telling Foggy about the mask. That was the point of it, so no-one would know. So that dark part of him couldn’t hurt the people he loved. Telling Foggy was worse than he ever could have dreamed. Because Foggy was so angry, Foggy rarely got angry, unlike Matt who felt some days that he got angry every five minutes. Foggy was also worried for Matt and scared for Matt, both of which just made the anger worse. Then there was the worst part. Worse than the anger. Foggy was scared of him, he’d had to ask if Matt had set the bombs. Because he wasn’t sure that Matt hadn’t blow up half of Hell Kitchen. That Matt wasn’t responsible for the wound in Foggy’s side. And just then, just for a moment, Matt really thought it was over. That he’d broken this relationship beyond any power to fix.
But then Foggy said in a quiet, almost lost voice. “Claire had to stitch you up through your SoulMark. You’ve made a mess of it.”
“It’ll heal,” said Matt letting the certainty and hope he could feel into his voice. “You know it will.”
“Yeah,” said Foggy. “Bet it hurts though.”
“Yeah,” agreed Matt. “I wish it didn’t. But it’s done, there’s nothing I can do about that now. However much I wish it had gone differently. I wish it didn’t hurt, Foggy.” ‘I wish I hadn’t hurt you’ he added in his head.
Foggy stayed and they talked it all out. Foggy agreed not to tell Karen. Which Matt had been terrified he wouldn’t do. Matt made Foggy into a liar, but his secret was safe.
“Every time I wasn’t telling the truth you knew?” asked Foggy, horrified.
“Yes,” said Matt. “You don’t do it much.”
“But you knew, when did I lie, Matt?” It was an accusation and a dare.
Matt hesitated then started talking; picking the small lies that didn’t really matter. “You… told me you liked Elektra, when you really couldn’t stand her. You broke up with that girl from Punjabi class, but you told me she’d broke up with you. You, you used to be attracted to me, when we first met, but you never did anything about it…”
“That wasn’t a lie,” interrupted Foggy. “You weren’t interested, so I backed off. And for the record there’s no ‘used to’ about it. Although right now I kind of hate you too.”
That last part was a lie, and Matt couldn’t hold back the smile when he heard it. “I’ve got your name written on me, Foggy. Which I showed you, and I let you touch it even. How is that not interested?”
Foggy’s breathing changed, his heartbeat jumped. “SoulMarks don’t mean shit, Murdock.”
“Right, you don’t even have one,” said Matt, a little more bitterly than he intended. Matt knew he was pushing but he couldn’t help it.
Foggy’s heartbeat stopped for a split second then continued on faster than ever. “That’s not the same, not even close.”
“I know,” said Matt gently.
“I’m leaving,” said Foggy. “You’ll be okay?” he asked half question, half statement.
“Yes, I will,” said Matt. “Where are you going?”
“I don’t know,” replied Foggy.
“Lie,” said Matt quietly enough that he didn’t think Foggy would hear.
But Foggy did, he stopped in his tracks. “Fine, I know. But I’m not telling you. Okay.”
“Okay,” agreed Matt.
Foggy opened the door to leave. “And Matt if you need anything. Call Karen,” he shot at Matt, and then he was gone.
Re: Fill:Part 3/? Matt/Foggy/Karen: soulmate AU
(Anonymous) 2015-08-02 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)Karen making everything that's possible to avoid the unavoidable
and Foggy running to otehr to change what he cant change.
It hurts everything hurts
Fill:Part 4/5 Matt/Foggy/Karen: soulmate AU
(Anonymous) 2015-08-03 01:20 am (UTC)(link)Foggy went to Marci’s, she wasn’t in so he sat on the steps of her apartment building with his head in this hands.
Matt is the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen.
It didn’t make any sense. Matt is, Matt. Matt is an idealist and charming for a short period of time (awful with people over the long term). Matt is smart, brilliant even, he’s also a sarcastic little shit but Foggy likes that. Matt is kind of a dork, and makes Foggy laugh, and gets giggly drunk on two drinks, and goes out at night to beat up criminals.
Matt is the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen.
It’s like one of those pictures where you can see the old lady or the young girl but not both at the same time. But now Foggy is actually looking he can maybe see the parts of the old lady that could turn into the young girl if you tilt your head and squint. Matt has a temper, Matt carries the weight of the world, Matt has to prove himself all the time. Matt wants to save the world, despite what it might cost him. He can see how Matt, a Matt with super senses and training, could think he had to go out and save people. How angry he would get, hearing - knowing - all the evil out there. Look long enough and you can’t see the old lady at all. Goofy, dorky, best friend Matt disappears behind the mask.
“Weird,” said Marci, her voice breaking into his thoughts. “I really don’t remember ordering any pathetic looking ex-boyfriends.”
“Marci!” he saying looking up and plastering a bright grin on his face. “Those are lovely shoes. But I think you’ve still got some goop on them from trampling all over the less fortunate.”
Marci puts her hand on her hip and stares down at him. Looking stern and disapproving, but the small smirk at the corner of her mouth giving her away. “Well we can’t all be as pure and lily-white as Saint Murdock now, can we?”
Foggy feels the grin drop off his face. “I don’t want to talk about Matt.” His voice sounds cold even to him.
Marci looked genuinely worried for a second before she buries the expression under fake annoyance. “Get up off my step and come inside. Your cheap suit is lowering property prices, which charity shop reject bin did you fish it out of anyway?”
God bless Marci. “Trying to talk me out of my clothes, counsellor?” asked Foggy, deliberately waggling his eyebrows in Marci’s direction.
Marci didn’t laugh, but Foggy could tell it was a close run thing. “Only if you promise to be a very good boy,” she said with a wink.
Marci was fun, and so sexy, and enthusiastic, and made it easy not to think for a few hours. Sex with Marci was never anything less than spectacular, but morning had to come eventually. Foggy lay in Marci’s bed, pretending to sleep while she got ready.
“Come on,” said Marci impatiently. “You’ll be late for work.”
“I’m not going in,” said Foggy rolling onto his back.
“Wow,” said Marci dropping heavily onto the bed next to him. “You and Saint Murdock really did fall out then?”
Foggy glared at her.
“Oh come on!” said Marci sounding annoyed. “You’ll forgive him. You always do.”
“He lied,” said Foggy stubbornly.
“So? Everyone lies, Foggy-bear. Even you,” she replied.
“Not like that. Not to him,” said Foggy, studying the celling intently.
“You’ve been in love with him forever,” said Marci poking Foggy’s SoulMark hard enough to make him yelp. “You never told him. I know people can get weird about SoulMarks, but even if his SoulMark doesn’t say you, he clearly loves you back. You’re the only friend he had at Columbia.”
“I was not,” said Foggy with a frown. The instinct to defend Matt was too ingrained to ignore. Marci just snorted. “I might have misled you, Matt’s SoulMark doesn’t just say Mary, it says Franklin too. I was going to tell him when Mary showed up, at least that’s what I told myself,” said Foggy more to himself than to Marci.
“So you’re hanging all your hopes on some mystery woman who may live a thousand miles away. With one of the commonest names on the planet,” said Marci with a tone that accused Foggy of being an idiot. “You do realise you’re only ever this stupid when Murdock is involved, right?”
“I know who Mary is, at least I think I do,” admitted Foggy. “I’ve known for a while. I can’t tell them. I really want to but… what if I’m like Rosalind?” he asked, confessing a fear he’d always lived with. “What if I pull all this together, convince them to try and then just walk out on them. She did it, maybe I could too.”
Marci rolled her eyes and stood up. “Like anything up to and including at act of God could make you leave Murdock. I don’t have enough time for your drama; I have to go to work. Let yourself out.” She stalked out of the room, but stopped at the doorway. She spoke without looking back. “Watching Joe’s name fade was the worst feeling in the world. I can’t imagine how much worse it would have been if we’d never even given it a try. Think about that, Foggy-bear.”
” SoulMarks are a guide, not a rulebook, trust your heart. Love is always worth a little risk.”
It was awful watching Matt and Foggy fight. Karen felt like someone broke her heart and hid the pieces. But they pulled it together somehow. The three of them, with help from Elena, Ben, even the newly named Daredevil. Fisk was in prison, where he belonged. She looked at the sign as Foggy put it up. Nelson and Murdock. They were still careful around each other, but the wounds were healing. Her own wounds were still raw, but she felt safe here with the both of them. She smiled as Matt ran his fingers over the sign.
“I have a SoulMark,” said Foggy suddenly, out of the blue.
Matt stiffened slightly then relaxed. “I knew that,” he said carefully. His hand frozen in place on the sign.
“Right, because you knew I was lying,” replied Foggy hanging his head. Karen felt lost.
“I never knew why,” said Matt and it sounded almost pleading.
“We should go up to the office,” said Foggy as if he suddenly realised they were on a public street.
Matt nodded.
“I’ll leave you to it,” said Karen ducking her head and going to walk past them. If this was some declaration that didn’t involve her, well she didn’t think she could stand that right now.
Foggy moved to block her way. “Please Karen, you need to come too. Just give me half an hour. Okay? Please?”
Karen nodded, because who could turn away a Foggy Nelson who looked that lost?
They walked up to the office. Foggy had barely closed the door before Matt was talking.
“Why did you lie about your Mark?” he asked still pleading, still sounding hurt.
“Why do you think?” asked Foggy, not able look at anyone.
Matt barked a broken laugh that got caught in his throat. “Honestly. I thought you were trying to spare me. You’ve seen mine, you know you’re on it. I guess… that I’m not on yours and you were trying to spare me.”
“Might not be me,” said Foggy. “Could be any Franklin…”
“It’s you,” interrupted Matt. “It could only be you.”
“My SoulMark says Matthew,” said Foggy. Matt grasped and Karen wondered if she could creep out without them noticing. “And Mary.”
Karen’s heart actually stopped beating for a second and she could swear she forgot how to breathe.
“Like mine,” whispered Matt, wonderment in his voice.
“You Mark says Mary?” she asked, voice croaky with hope and fear.
“MaryFranklin,” said Matt, he turned in her direction and frowned. “Karen? Are you okay?”
Karen felt her legs go wobbly. Foggy helped her to a chair. “She wasn’t always Karen,” he said. Karen looked at him with shock. He didn’t know, he couldn’t know.
“When you were arrested, they took your fingerprints. It was in your file,” said Foggy gently crouched by the side of the chair. “I don’t think Matt ever got around to reading the whole thing. Everything happened so fast. But it said that you changed your name legally when you were twenty. That you used to be…”
“Mary Morgan,” said Karen, not looking away from Foggy. Honestly she felt like she might float away otherwise.
“I think… you might be…” stuttered Foggy.
“Our Mary,” interrupted Matt, the wonder still in his voice. His words sent a shot of warmth through Karen. She looked between the two of them, and toed off her shoes. It took Foggy a spilt second to comprehend what he was looking at then he gasped.
“Foggy!” said Matt. “What is it, your heartbeat went crazy, I…”
“Wait,” said Karen confused. “How can you hear his heartbeat?”
“She’s got two SoulMarks, Matt,” said Foggy.
“Matthew and Franklin?” asked Matt sounding so hopeful it hurt.
Karen nodded, and then laughed. “Sorry, I nodded.”
Matt laughed too, but suddenly Foggy was up and over the other side of the room.
“Foggy,” said Matt, moving towards him.
“No,” said Foggy. “Please let me say this. I love you, Matt. And I’m falling in love with Karen too and I want… But I don’t want you to do this just because of marks on skin that we had no control over. I don’t… what if I’m not what you want? I can’t do this for it to fall apart. I… It needs to be more than fate. We need to want to.”
“Foggy…” said Matt. But it was like words failed him, he was left staring at Foggy like Foggy was the answer to everything.
“You two make me feel like I belong,” said Karen into the heavy silence. “I never felt like that ever before. You make me feel like it’s a good thing to be me.”
“I always wanted you,” said Matt, his voice breaking a little. “But you didn’t… Foggy you didn’t want me, so I settled for being your friend. But I hated sharing you. I chased off the other friends you had. You had to have noticed that? Marci did, she hates me for a reason you know.”
“She doesn’t hate you,” said Foggy.
“Liar,” said Matt with a sad smile. “The only person who doesn’t make my skin crawl when they’re around us is Karen. Now I know why.”
Matt got closer to Foggy as he spoke. Foggy was pulled into himself, trying to make himself smaller. “I can’t lose you Matt, I don’t think I’d survive it.”
“I won’t let you,” said Karen finding some inner stash of bravery she didn’t know she had. “I’ll keep us together. Whatever it takes.”
Matt had reached Foggy as Foggy started to cry. He pulled Foggy into a one armed hug and flailed with his other arm until Karen caught it and stepped into the hug as well.
Fill:Part 5/5 Matt/Foggy/Karen: soulmate AU
(Anonymous) 2015-08-03 01:22 am (UTC)(link)“You know,” said Karen curled up against Foggy’s chest with Matt behind her. “When I was a kid I thought SoulMarks were the most beautiful things in the world. But I think Foggy’s is beautiful even for a SoulMark.”
Foggy could feel himself blush, Matt shifted behind Karen so he could get his hands on Foggy. “What does it look like?” he asked Karen. “You know I don’t even know where it is?”
Karen took one of Matt’s hands and placed it over Foggy’s heart. “It’s here,” she said softly. “Can you feel it?”
“No, but I can feel his heartbeat. It’s fast,” he commented with a smirk. Foggy would kick him if he could work out a way not to hit Karen too.
“You could trace it for him,” said Foggy, proud that he didn’t stumble on the words. “So he has an idea, of what it’s like.”
Karen takes hold of one of Matt’s fingers and traces the large ‘m’. “This is the M in both our names,” she narrated. “The rest of your name is here.” She traced over the letters slowly with Matt’s finger. Foggy shuddered underneath them. “Keep still you,” mock scolded Karen.
“Foggy did this to me once, in college,” Matt whispered into her ear. “Because I wanted to know what mine said without having to rely on what other people told me.”
Karen shivered at Matt's words. “Keep still you,” said Foggy softly.
Karen moved Matt’s finger down to the ‘a’ of ‘Mary’. “This is where the rest of my name starts.” She lead Matt's finger over the rest of the letters. “You and me, connected, over the top of Foggy’s heart.”
“That is beautiful,” said Matt, pressing a kiss to the back of Karen’s neck. “What about yours?”
“On top of her feet, you get the left one, I get the right.” said Foggy, his voice was pitched low and rougher than usual with approaching sleep. “I’d trace them for you, but that would involve moving…”
“No, no moving right now,” Matt said tightening an arm round Karen. “Tomorrow we’ll do that.”
“They’re not as beautifully symbolic as Foggy’s,” sighed Karen.
“I disagree,” said Foggy. “Those very wonderful feet had to get you all the way to us. That’s beautiful to me.”
“I concur,” said Matt sleepily.
“And Matt’s… well I can’t think of a beautiful thing about ribs right now. Give me a minute,” said Foggy yawning.
“Have the rest of my life,” said Matt as his eyes closed.
“Sap,” accused Foggy with so much fondness it made Matt's heart hurt. Karen giggled and it sounded like music. They drifted off to sleep, together at last.
Re: Fill:Part 5/5 Matt/Foggy/Karen: soulmate AU
(Anonymous) 2015-08-03 01:24 am (UTC)(link)