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Ouch.

I want this.

oh god yes. and maybe the daredevil alter is protective of the main matt personality? :3

This is evil and beautiful and holy fuck I want it so much??????

but then again - there's also something about the more clinical version, where the doctor just holds matt's jaw firmly in his hand, tells him to open up (maybe looking to foggy when Matt doesn't immediately obey, and foggy repeating the order) and then shoves two fingers into his mouth until Matt gags....

Hello, XTC adult store? I'm calling about your daredevil inflatable dolls. Are the faces molded or just painted on? Ok, and what about the Devilfucker 'half man half beast' model?

Jacket and open blouse over a bra, stockings, heels, garter belt, and strap on

Noooo no trust me, if I don't comment, it's only because I haven't realised you updated, or you update again before I can comment on the update before. I'm adoring this fic!!!

And ah, I seeeee. Is it the scarf he wears in the show? Because there's one that Matt wears sometimes, and I love the darn thing.

(auth!anon)

YAY! I'm glad you like it, because there is a lot more; and because after Idle Hands and now this, I pretty much just want to write superhero knitting fluff FOREVER.

disclaimer: I know nothing about Elektra, oops
Usually murderhusbands/wives/boy/girlfriends would get a fluffier response from me but double oops that's not what inspiration said. Please forgive any errors as i wrote this on my phone at work orz
also please someone fill this in the spirit of the above comments!
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"You called us murder girlfriends," Karen says flatly.

Foggy winces. Yes, okay, maybe that hadn't been his most shining moment of grace and intelligence, but in his defense, "Well, you did almost get Matt killed."

And that is the kicker, isn't it? Foggy had more or less told Matt things would end up going this way. Foggy really, really hates it every time Matt agrees with him or proves him right. Foggy's not the only one suffering here, is the thing.

Karen looks at him like he's betrayed her, and he's not entirely sure she gets to feel that way - he's not sure she doesn't, either, but. "That's not our fault," she says, and her voice wobbles between hurt and outrage.

He doesn't like the sound of either of them and is having a hard time meeting her eyes. God, he likes her - really, really likes her. He'd thought she was their friend, but friends don't team up with Matt's morally questionable ex-girlfriends and get his best friend almost killed.

Karen takes a breath that quivers, and holds it, and she says, quiet and damning, "Maybe if you guys would give me a little support, I wouldn't have to go looking for it from outside sources."

And she has a point, is the thing, and Foggy looks away, rubbing a hand over his face. She has a point - to an extent, because he'd thought they had been. He really thought they had been, but they obviously hadn't seen everything, or otherwise Elektra would never have found a handhold on Karen. And maybe she didn't ask, but they hadn't offered, either.

"Okay," he says, and it comes out strange, like he'd swallowed the noise. "Okay, but you're still out there, and people are dying, and that's - that's not okay."

"Okay," she says, "but it's certainly not murder!" Her voice shakes and explodes into outrage, and he's never regreted being plithy more in his entire life. Shit. Fuck this, and fuck everything that's lead to this, to his best friend being Daredevil and Karen being a murderer and Elektra being in the middle of it and unintentionally egging Karen on because she's just as bad as Matt: capable of doing incredible things and dragging people with her whether they can handle it or not. He and Karen were normal people, and they weren't made for this.

"I'm sorry," he says, because he is. "I'm sorry for saying that, I was wrong. It was wrong to say, and I wasn't trying to hurt you, but I did, and that was wrong. This is - this entire thing is so fucked up, Karen. Can't you at least see that?"

"Yeah," she says, nodding sharp and jagged and her eyes are red, and she dashes her fingers across her wet cheeks. "Yeah, I can see that. I've been seeing that all along, Foggy. I wasn't the one with my head in the sand. You and Matt - you don't understand. You don't understand what it's like. And - and until you do, I don't know -" she swallows, and looks away. She gathers herself, breathes in and out, and she's not calm but she's in control when she says: "I don't know that we have a lot to talk about."

So that's it - that's the death knell. Or maybe it's not but that's what it sounds like, and he says "Karen," but she doesn't have time for it. She holds up her hand and can't look at him, and maybe it's just as well because he wouldn't know what to say anyway.

"Bye, Foggy," she says, quiet like the eye of the storm, and steps around him. He doesn't watch her leave, but he feels every step, and rubs his hands over his face and thinks this city is going to tear them all apart.
-

Aaaaaah
Aaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaah

I am screaming with joy because this is amazing.

Oh, my god. The Village through Matt's senses.

I did not know how badly I apparently need this.

Foggy loved weddings. In fact, love may not have been a strong enough word. Foggy adored weddings more than Christmas, his birthday, and Halloween combined. And they loved him. Everybody told him so. No matter whose wedding it was - his ex-girlfriend's, a childhood acquaintance's, a distant cousin's - Foggy was always the life of the party and a memorable part of everybody's good time. He was a great conversationalist and an even better listener, which meant that he always got to hear the craziest stories about the bride or groom. He could give a toast like nobody's business. And the dancing... well, he had moves. Maybe not the best-looking moves, but certainly the most confident. Whether it was the chicken dance, the Macarena, the dance from the Thriller video, or just that thing where everyone makes a circle around a person and watches them go nuts, Foggy always committed. Once the music started, he didn't stop, and if you wanted to know where he was you only had to look towards the dance floor. You'd be sure to see him with a flower girl standing on his feet or an old lady being charmed in his arms.

Which was why he was so surprised to find that Matt and weddings did not get along.

He'd never been to a wedding with Matt before. He had never thought to take him as his plus one because he'd always had girlfriends willing to go with him and, if he didn't, going solo never bothered him. And none of their college friends had marriage on their mind due to the stress of finishing law school. So he got really excited when he and Matt received matching invitations to Marci's best friend's wedding in Boston. She and Matt had briefly dated, but when things hadn't worked out they had all still stayed close and studied together.

Foggy immediately pulled his out and filled out the RSVP card with a flourish right there in the office, and then turned to Matt. "Oh, man," he said, "she didn't by any chance happen to remember to send yours in braille, did she?"

"No," Matt said, "But it's okay."

"Well I was going to mail mine at lunch. Do you want me to just fill yours out for you and mail it then too?" Foggy asked.

"Sure," said Matt. "Just indicate that I'm not attending, okay?"

"What?" Foggy asked. Then he asked it again just for impact. "Why would you not go to Steph's wedding? You guys were so close!"

Matt sighed and shuffled his feet. "I'm not really a wedding person, Foggy. And most of the time people understand why," he said.

"No," said Foggy. "You're coming. You have to. We've never done a wedding before, and I am awesome at weddings, Matt! I need you to experience me in all my glory!"

Matt sighed, but smiled. "Fine," he finally said. "Put me down for the fish. But I want you to know that you've set the bar for yourself very high now."

"Wedding Foggy will not disappoint, Matt," Foggy told him. "I promise you that you'll have fun."

Keeping that promise turned out to be harder than Foggy expected it to be. When the day of the wedding came, he was his usual outgoing and upbeat self. Matt, however, seemed to have dug his heels in about being miserable.

Throughout the dinner, Matt was polite and friendly, but only the minimum amount he had to be. He looked deeply uncomfortable and awkward around so many people, most of them strangers. When Foggy asked him questions to try and engage him in his conversations, his responses were terse. He didn't even finish his dinner, and Foggy suspected it was because he had some aversion to catered food that he'd never mentioned. Foggy encouraged him to drink to loosen him up, but Matt declined and nursed a glass of water instead.

Worse, when the music began Matt seemed to withdraw into himself even more. Foggy grabbed both of his friend's hands and tried to pull him onto the dance floor with him, but Matt outright refused to move from his seat. It was only when Foggy noticed that he was getting stern looks from fellow wedding guests that he realized how demanding that a blind man join him on a crowded dance floor looked and why everyone else was content to leave Matt alone.

"You go, Foggy," Matt said. "Dance. I'll be fine."

Foggy sighed but knew that Matt would hate him more for not having fun for his sake than for abandoning him, so away he went to join the crowd.

It was hours before he looked over and noticed that Matt appeared to have left the reception hall altogether, and he inwardly cursed himself out for having left him alone.

When he finally found his friend, he was sitting on a bench under a gazebo outside, far from the fun and frivolity of the party happening inside.

"So what's the deal?" Foggy asked, trusting Matt to have heard him approaching and known it was him.

"There's no deal, Foggy," Matt replied.

"There's definitely a deal. What have you got against weddings?" Foggy asked again.

Matt just sighed and lowered his head and Foggy sat down next to him.

"I just..." Matt started to say, but seemed to lose his nerve. "They make me feel..."

"What?" Foggy prompted. "Lonely? They make a lot of people feel that way but you're not the only one here without a date, buddy."

Matt chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Foggy asked.

"It just never even occurs to you, does it?" he asked Foggy. He smiled. Foggy was perplexed. "They make me feel different, Foggy. Left out."

"Oh," Foggy said, realizing what Matt meant. "Why weddings though? There's nothing that visual that you're missing out on, really, believe me."

"It's not just that," Matt said. "Some of it's all the new people. The assumptions that they make about me when they see me, and the wide berth they give me. I know I sometimes make people uncomfortable."

"Well those people are assholes," Foggy said, "and they miss out on getting to know how awesome you are, which is their loss." Matt laughed.

"It's more than that," Matt said. "It's that combined with the parts of the entire thing that I can't participate in. Telling the bride how beautiful she looks and tearing up when she comes down the aisle in her dress. The dancing. The getting drunk."

"Okay, wait..." Foggy said. "Hold up. You can get drunk! You can dance! Why couldn't you?"

"Getting drunk with you at a bar or with friends is one thing, Foggy, but in a strange place with so many people around who don't know me? Where I could embarrass myself or drag everyone down, make them worry?" Matt said. "No. I can't do that."

Foggy sighed, but understood that logic. "But you can dance. You've gotta be able to dance!" he said.

Matt shook his head vehemently. "No, I can't. Really, Foggy, that would embarrass me far more than drinking would, believe me."

"What?" Foggy asked. "You can't embarrass yourself dancing. It's impossible. The whole point of dancing is to not care who's watching and let loose!"

"For you," Matt said. "Not for me. I never learned to dance."

"Learned? What's there to learn? You're telling me you've never danced before? Not even a slow dance?" Foggy asked, incredulous.

"I never had to," Matt told him. "People assumed that I couldn't, I guess. And even if I had tried to, they assumed that I would never have been able to lead and I let them, for obvious reasons."

"But what about school dances? Like your prom?" Foggy asked.

Matt shook his head, and Foggy was filled with sadness at the thought that Matt had never had that, but also anger at the people who never made sure that he did.

He stood up. "Come on," he said, gesturing to Matt with his hand. "I'm making the get up gesture at you," he said offhandedly.

"I know," Matt said. "Why?"

"Because I'm going to teach you to dance," Foggy said.

"What?" Matt said, slowly being pulled up so that he and Foggy were standing face to face. "Foggy, you can't even hear the music out here."

"But you can," Foggy said. "And I'm gonna let you lead anyway. What are they playing?"

"Because You Loved Me by Celine Dion," Matt said.

"Ewwww," said Foggy. "I'm actually glad I don't have to hear that one."

Matt laughed and let Foggy position him so that they were wrapped around one another.

"Okay, so all you have to do here is sort of direct me forward and take a step with me with each beat." Foggy awkwardly directed him what to do.

Soon, they were swaying together in the summer breeze, dancing to music that only one of them could hear.

When the song ended and a faster song came on, Foggy was insistent that Matt continue the dance lesson. As the night wore on, Foggy taught Matt every dance he knew, no matter how ridiculous until finally the two of them collapsed on the grass laughing. Foggy told Matt that he had no reason to be embarrassed. Matt knew he was wrong, but chose not to care. He knew it would never matter to Foggy either way.

In the end, Matt did have a lot of fun.

YOW

stuff for a thing. matt you are the least subtle. XD

this is adorable.

Your choice how universes cross over, but I want one of the following threesomes:
- Marci/Marci/Foggy, bonus points if Foggy likes to sit back and watch Marci eating out Alternate!Marci
- Marci/Foggy/Foggy, bonus points for DP

CONFUSED!STALKER!MURDOCK IS THE BEST MURDOCK.

Really, I love this. <3 Matt's, er, questionable tendencies were fascinating to see from the inside. And Foggy being all mmm, bit creepy, Matt, but then still being right there in it with him, gah. I love it.

(Also, If he'd been pining, he's pretty sure he would have noticed. Probably. ahahahahah. hah.)

Death is a pretty girl in a black dress and heavy silver jewelry. She looks like the goth girls of his misspent youth, which is strangely reassuring. Of course, given the results of his misspent middle age, that might not be a good thing.

"You seem pretty okay about this for a guy who just got shot in the back in an alleyway," she says, nudging him with an elbow.

Jack shrugs. "I made my choices." And then there's a child's voice screaming at the end of the alleyway, beyond the police line, and he doesn't flinch so much as curls in around himself in belated self-protection. He'd known it would be bad, but oh God, he hadn't known how much. "Can we get out of here?" His voice sounds like it's been drug across the concrete.

"Yeah," she says, and the screaming is gone, and the cops, and the alleyway, and the city. "Anyway," she adds, "you've got a date with Saint Peter."

Jack thinks about the life he'd led, the life he chose to leave behind. He can't actually remember the last time he went to confession. "I'm not so sure about that," he mutters into his collar.

Death laughs.

Foggy can see people's deaths before they happen.Only problem is changing them will fuck up a timeline.

One day he sees Matt's

hell's kitchen is a genius loci and selected matt to heal her wounds.

*applauds*

Matt Murdock is a top agent for some organization (C.I.A maybe? I.M.F if you want a crossover,or S.H.I.E.L.D if you want.) His next mission is to get some sensitive HYDRA information from the boyfriend of a high up man in the organization,former law student Foggy Nelson.Unbeknownst to him,Foggy has been told to seduce and assassinate him.

The two drive each other absolutely wild.In the best ways possible of course.Foggy knows acting unintetested will spur Matt on more.Matt knows Foggy would prefer to be treated as an equal and not just arm candy.

Their played up attractions soon turn real.And both their missions are in jeopardy.

Whst happens next is up to the filler.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! <3 You are perfect and I love you and this is perfect and I love you so much for this. Is this rebloggable because link, please!

Thank you <3

...and by that, I mean they are an agent for the International Monetary Fund (because I cannot be the only person here who misinterprets that acronym literally every time it shows up). Hell's Kitchen needs to apply for money, Fisk wants to use it for nefarious but apparently beneficial purposes, whatever. Just something where somebody investigates an investment and finds all the ways that country-sized sums of money are being put to bad uses in a comic book environment.

Bonus if you can incorporate Christine Lagarde.

The equally drunk person that wants to go to a bar with a pool table (*cough Josie's cough) foggy finds them trying to show Matt 'this thing I saw a blind player do on YouTube'

The woman who was going to head home, but Foggy's phone ran out of battery earlier and she can't just leave a wasted student with no way to contact their friend. If someone left her daughter in that situation she'd throttle them. So she stays and they talk about Law and Order and the next day she invites him to her D'Onofrio Facebook fan page.

The woman from Spanish class who uses some crazy kung fu move on him

The creep who tries to lead him into the single stall restroom

The girl who starts babbling about being from Texas

*fans self*

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Re: Repost: Matt suffers from DID

Re: Matt/Frank Castle, Maria Castle/Frank Castle: Maria's not dead

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Re: Daredevil themed sex toys, gen/any

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Marci/Marci/Foggy or Marci/Foggy/Foggy selfcest threesome

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Gen or Foggy/Any-Angst yo

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Gen or Any/Any: Someone is an IMF agent...

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Foggy,Gen or Ship Spy AU