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Daredevil Prompt Post #12

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This post is for prompts involving characters from Netflix's Daredevil.

Now that The Defenders prompt post is live, all crossovers between anyone in the four individual shows should go over there. Prompts only including characters that appear in Daredevil should still go here.

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Preferably involving Matt Murdock or Foggy Nelson or both.

Because we just don't have enough tentacle porn in this fandom, and there should be more.

Because the army Dino idea from Jurassic World made me laugh.

Fisk's relative sends him Dino eggs to help his criminal organization.

Even Fisk thinks this is a bad idea.

I'm the OP for this prompt, and, oh my gosh, I LOVE the little (no so) minifill you have written! You have kept them all in character so well! <3
Matt saying to Karen "'So what you're saying is I have at least two different colors of fur on my pants.'" Made me laugh so hard! I have four cats (Well, technically all but one are the whole family's so I am not really a crazy cat lady) and they are all different colors, so I totally understand this issue!
Poor asshole cat, she just wants a little Matt love! (Heck, don't we all?)

So I saw this post and for a second I thought he looked exactly like Matt....

http://gabrieldreyfuss.tumblr.com/post/156291860463/cant-believe-i-got-fired-from-my-radio-gig-for

Somebody please make a fic out of this I BEG you

Sam anon, forgot you couldn't edit posts.... :p

I was thinking Matt is Very Upset about something Daredevilly, and he's drunk? High on pain meds he's not used to? I don't know, but somehow he gets access to someone's small time radio show and does this before Foggy can drag him away.

Time whimey the time lines or maybe one of Barton's kids is powered. Stick steals them to train. Then dumps them on Matt because the kid's too soft. Which is awkward when Daredevil hands back the kid

OMG! I have thought of the same idea , i really hope someone writes it.

So basically Frank still loses his wife and son to a shoot out. He becomes the Punisher yada yada yada. Only he did have a daughter too. Only she went missing when she was younger without a trace.

Frank honestly has given up on finding his daughter alive.

Somehow he learns she's alive and being trained by the same organization that trained Red and his fellow fighter Electra on the rooftop.

Maybe it's a fucked up "thanks for helping us kill Nobu of the Hand. Here's your kid as a thanks."

I LOVE THIS. Matt needs to cuddle with a friendly cat, it'll be good for his mental health. The cat feels a lot like a real cat, and Matt feels really in character --- he'd try not to take the cat in at first, and he totally wouldn't name her (even though it will help fill the probably aching void in his life post-S2). Overall, really good job! I'd totally be interested in reading more if you were to write more. Also, an aside: the way the cat is described sounds a lot like my kitty, who is very friendly. So I got the added bonus of picturing Matt sleeping on the couch with my cat.

Matt & Foggy, being Heterosexual Life Partners, except neither are heterosexual, and their friendship has benefits. Want to see the two of them being good Bros with sexy-times, but not actually being in love with each other. Would love it if people kept mistaking them as pining idiots, or completely in romantic love, but both of them are happy with their current relationship.

Claire came by as promised, and Matt had Thai take-out for her as agreed. "Have you taken anything for pain?" she asked him while carefully palpitating around the joint.

"Just some ibuprofen. And I've been meditating."

"And does that--" Claire paused, and Matt heard her breathing change, just before she let loose a massive sneeze into the crook of her elbow. "Sorry. Does the meditation actually help healing or does it just help with the pain?"

"A little of both," Matt said. She sneezed again. "Bless you."

"Thanks. Sorry." She leaned back and rubbed her eyes, and Matt caught a whiff of salt in the air. "Let's see your range of motion."

Her verdict, "Keeping in mind that I'm not a human ultrasound and you're not a medical professional," was that the tear was minor enough to forgo surgery. "As long as you actually rest-rest it, as opposed to your usual definition of 'rest it.'"

"I know what rest means," Matt protested, but his heart wasn't in it. He knew he wouldn't be much good to anyone without full use of his dominant arm, and that he could still end up needing surgery if he exacerbated the tear. But sitting at home these days, he could only think about how many people he should've been helping, and what he'd sacrificed to have the chance. "How long?"

Claire sneezed again. "I'm gonna say two weeks minimum," she croaked. "Though you can probably start very gentle stretching in a couple of days. Christ, I cannot be getting a cold now...."

Matt paused halfway into his shirt. Claire's breathing had sounded normal when she arrived, but over the past twenty minutes the pitch had gotten a little higher, a little rougher, like her sinuses were swelling. That plus the watery eyes... "I don't think--"

The cat--who had been slowly creeping out of the bedroom since Claire sat down--chose this moment to fling herself onto the couch between the two of them. Claire yelped and jumped back. "Oh my god, what is this."

"A cat?" Matt did not like the conclusion that was forming in his mind. The cat stretched forward to sniff at Claire's knee; he hauled her back by the scruff. "You're allergic, aren't you?"

"Little bit," Claire said tightly. "Also not really a cat person in general, though it kind of makes sense that you are."

Matt was concentrating on the cat, who apparently liked Claire way more than Karen and really wanted to investigate her. "I didn't--wait, what? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing in particular," Claire said dryly, but he suspected she was smiling. "Just that you come and go as you please, you're territorial, and I found you in an alley."

"That is--I'm not even going to dignify that with a response." He had to use both hands to keep the cat contained in his lap. "Stop that," he told her. "Why didn't you snuggle up to Karen like this?"

"I think cats can sense people with allergies," Claire said, standing up. "Or maybe it's something about not liking eye contact?"

"Well, that explains why she likes me so much," Matt muttered.

Claire laughed, and then she sneezed, and then she said, "Okay. I appreciate the pad thai, but I am not going to be able to stay here much longer without some Benadryl and maybe a gas mask."

"I'm sorry," Matt said. "I would've warned you if I knew you had allergies."

"Well, now we both know, so in the future I'll be prepared," Claire said, putting on her coat.

"I'm not keeping her," Matt explained. "She's just here until I find a shelter with room for nine."

"Nine...? Oh, man, you are a human ultrasound." She grabbed her purse and the take-out container and sneezed again. "Right, getting out of here. Let me know if the pain gets any worse."

"I will. Thanks for coming by."

"Thanks for--achoo!--dinner."

He let the cat escape his lap, and she immediately made her way to the other take-out box and began nosing at it. A moment later, she recoiled, sneezing from the smell of the curry. "Serves you right," Matt told her, but he also offered her another can of wet food as a diversion so he could actually eat in peace.

this continues to be utterly adorable

Post season two Matt sprouts literal horns. They look exactly like the DD ones, they hurt, and he's incredibly mortified by them. He's trying to rebuild his life, both personal and profession, but the horns are a literal reminder of how he squandered that all away. Plus he really sucks at hiding them. It's the worst.

Or at least ATTEMPTS at wooing.

Fisk met the Women in Black before Vanessa and might have gotten a whee bit obsessed (understatement). Unfortunately for him, Mattie knows his role in all the stuff going down in Hell's Kitchen and wants nothing to do with him and makes that quite clear. ("Dinner. You want to take me to DINNER. ...You just bashed a man's skull in and you want to take me to dinner... Not. Happening.")

But Fisk isn't known for being a quitter. How far does he go?

Make it as cracky or twisted as you want it.

Matt doesn't remember entering any of these contests but they're legitimate according to Foggy. Only hr has no need/can't use a car, 4K tv, PS4, VR set and very good quality paint.

Or the one where Matt wins a bunch of things he can't use.

Well, there's always regifting or selling it on ebay. Selling the mire valuable stuff might helped keep the lights on in the office.

He slept badly that night. Partly because he no longer did much sleeping at night; partly it was the background simmer of unspent energy and the effort it took to ignore the cries, the sirens, the gunshots reverberating for blocks. He meditated some, and stayed up late listening to some random podcasts without really processing what he was hearing, and then he tossed and turned in search of a comfortable sleeping position that didn't stress his shoulder.

The cat slept well, mainly on him, though when he moved to the bed she claimed one of his pillows and tried to mash herself against his head whenever he laid still for long enough. Occasionally, she snored.

"I hate you," he mumbled into a wall of fur at once point, but the cat did not respond.

He got his revenge when it was time to leave for the vet appointment, because about the only accoutrement Karen hadn't provided was a carrier. Matt considered several solutions, and ended up stuffing the cat into his gym bag, which he could carry over his shoulder to keep his hand free for his cane. He then had to pause and go yet another round with the first-aid kit, but he considered this worth it.

The receptionist at the vet's office did not find Matt's solution to the carrier problem as clever as he did. She also had no problem filling out the forms for him, though. "What's your pet's name?"

"She's not--I'm not planning on keeping her, so I haven't named her."

"All right, I'll just put her down as Kitty Doe."

Accord to the vet, Kitty Doe was probably less than two years old herself, and Matt was right about the number of kittens. "That's an unusually large litter," she added. "You might have to hand-feed some of the kittens if she can't produce enough milk for all of them."

"Any idea when she's due?" Matt asked, because he had already explained again that he wasn't keeping her. Them. Whatever. (He had substituted "fell while taking out trash" for "hid behind dumpster to meditate after vigilantism-related parkour accident.")

"Oh, she's definitely in the last week or two," the vet said confidently. "Nesting behavior should already be kicking in. Might even be why she glommed on to you, if she still associates humans with safety."

"Well, that's flattering," Matt said, stroking the miserable, hunched-up mound of fur on the exam table. "Do you have any recommendations for shelters I could call?"

The vet hemmed and hawed for a bit. "I can email you a few numbers, but to be honest, Mr. Murdock, a lot of places are still working through their after-holidays rush, especially the no-kill shelters. I know a few that would be willing to take her, but not necessarily any place that should, if you follow."

"I do."

"We can post a picture on our Facebook page for you," she added faux-brightly. "See if we can find someone to take her off your hands. Or at least take in some of the kittens, once they're weaned."

"And, ah, how long does that take?"

"Generally we don't recommend separating kittens from their mother until they're about eight to ten weeks."

If he'd known he was signing up for three months of foster father duty, he might've reconsidered taking the cat home with him in the first place. In for a penny, though... "Guess I need to add cat food to my grocery delivery, then."

They chatted a bit longer about brands of food--he was apparently right to be suspicious of the dry food Karen had bought, which smelled primarily of corn--and vaccination schedules, and the cat was actually quite happy to get back in the gym bag as an alternative to the unfamiliar exam room. The receptionist took a picture with her phone, and promised to send him contact information for the shelter along with an electronic copy of the bill. "And if you decide on a name, just let us know and we'll update her records," she added brightly.

"I'll keep that in mind," Matt promised.

Back at the apartment, the cat hid under the bed for several hours after being liberated from the bag. Matt found a nice-sized cardboard box out by the dumpsters and brought it up to his apartment, lined it with some old towels and the spare cotton sheets he no longer had much use for. For a little extra incentive, he sprinkled the inside with some catnip. "There," he told the cat when she poked her nose out to investigate the smell. "This is yours."

She gave a small, plaintive meow.

"C'mon, it's from the garbage, you'll feel right at home."

She rubbed against his leg instead, and then tried to eat the baggie of catnip. Matt sighed.

YES PLEASE yeSss

Anyone else familiar with this game? Anyone else hankering for an AU where the Devil in the Murdock boys is a little more literal? Am I talking to myself here? (Please say no.)

Matt's Family could plausibly be Ugallu, Eshmaki or Anakim, but he's clearly a Nemesis. (Which might partly explain his complex about only helping "innocent" clients.) Did his Homecoming happen when he was just a kid, or was it right before the incident with the child molesting dad? Are his senses due to the chemicals or are they an atavism?

Is Stick also a Beast (jfc does he hoard children?) or something else entirely? What about Elektra (Eshmaki Predator, maybe)? Was Matt's mother a Beast who left to pursue her Inheritance?

Is "I'm a primordial nightmare creature that feeds on fear" easier or harder to explain than being a regular vigilante? How does that mesh with his faith? Is the mask a tribute to his Soul's (much more impressive, I imagine) horns?

+ Fisk is an Anakim Tyrant. "I am the ill intent who set upon the traveler...!"
++ Karen also has some very familiar-sounding nightmares.
+++ Foggy is not a Beast but maybe he is one of the other creepy crawlies of the World of Darkness (not that I want anything horrible to happen to Foggy I just want Matt to have a happy weird little brood of his own without driving anyone to madness).

Dr Strange is a villain? :)

I saw a prompt with mini-fill about Matt's Senses vs Loki's illusions, but not one with supervillains as a group.

Post season 2 Matt is turned into a dog with doggy instincts.

Foggy has no clue where this dog came from. Sure it's cute, but how is he supposed to be an actual lawyer when it refuses to leave his side for a second or let anyone near him? Why won't it follow commands from anyone but him? How can it be so fussy about food? They've only just met, so why is it following him everywhere, acfing like he's the king of doggy treat town?

I just want to read a fic with adoring dog Matt showing his true feelings for Foggy in doggy worship, happy dance excitement because Foggy is here and he's paying attention to Matt, and not letting anyone suspicious near his Foggy.

Bonus =

Matt is clingy. Yes it's important he follows Foggy into the bathroom. Anything could happen.

Matt goes overboard in his protective duties. That guy petted a poodle two hours ago. He's not getting near Foggy, he's associated with the enemy.

Dog Matt suffers from seperation anxiety when Foggy manages to leave, and cries/howls constantly, or trashes the place, or launches strange escapes, or hurts himself trying to launch strange escapes.

Any attempts to figure out a way out of this mess are quickly drowned out by sheer emotion when Foggy enters the room or pets him or talks to him, or does anything because Foggy is amazing and everything he does is amazing.

Gifts. Maybe Foggy will like this chewed shoe. Matt did make it himself.

Moments of 'Foggy is mad. The world is ending. '

and it is now a series, because... it just happened okay

I think they mean Professor Strange from D.C., cuz the Doctor's definitely a hero.

as always, im completely here for fisk/matt in any form

Dashed off in the middle of the night, because I couldn't get this prompt out of my head. :)

***

MATTIE

Mattie has a dream.

She’s at the Scene Contempo Gallery. Vanessa Marianna laughs when she asks, “Matilda, are you hitting on me?” Her body tells Mattie that she’s interested.

“And if I were?” Mattie asks. She didn’t say that, not in reality.

“I’d tell you I’m spoken for.”

Mattie smiles. “Would he object?”

“Only if he weren’t able to join in.”

Fisk arrives, and instead of giving Mattie his Better Tomorrow speech, Vanessa tells him, “she’s very interested in a private showing.” She kisses Fisk, far more intimately than the real Vanessa would in the middle of a public gallery.

Vanessa takes Mattie’s hand and leads her to the car. Limo. Large space with bench seating. Vanessa kisses Mattie while Fisk watches, then slides her hand under Mattie’s skirt. In the real world, Mattie would come quickly from that, sensitive in all the right places. But it’s only a dream, and she doesn’t come. Instead, she’s passed from Vanessa to Fisk, and she’s naked, even though she doesn’t know how, and she’s seated on Fisk’s lap, facing Vanessa, and she feels the pressure as Fisk pushes up inside her. She braces herself against the roof of the limo, and Vanessa’s hands are on her breasts, trailing down to her clit, and she’s close, but she can’t.

She wakes up to find herself wet, and furiously rubs her clit until she comes.

She refuses to think about her dream. She has work to do, in the mask.

VANESSA

Vanessa has a plan.

She’s had a lot of time to put it together, here in this villa, waiting for Wilson. A gilded cage, even if she knows that Wilson would never stop her from leaving.

She’s planning on Wilson winning his appeal. There is no other option. She’ll be there to welcome him home, when he’s released.

She’ll put a bounty out on the bitch’s head, when the appeal trial begins. Double the money for Daredevil alive. If she receives a corpse, she’ll keep it on ice until Wilson comes home, let him order it disposed however he will. But if she gets a living prize…

She’ll have the bitch beaten by Wilson’s men. Vanessa doubts it will break her, but it will keep her subdued. Maybe even obedient. And when Wilson comes home, Vanessa will have the bitch hosed off and dragged to Wilson’s bedroom. Vanessa thinks of this moment frequently. She’ll buy a spider gag to use, so they can hear the bitch. They’ll chain her, face down and spread-eagled to the bed. And after she’s kissed Wilson, after they’ve eaten something luxurious, after they’ve emptied a bottle of wine, she’ll lead Wilson by the hand to the bedroom and show him his prize.

“Which hole do you want to fuck first?” she’ll ask.

She doesn’t know what Wilson will answer. She does know that she’ll hear the bitch moan in fear. She’s looking forward to it.

WILSON

Wilson has a fantasy.

He thinks of it often, trapped between these four walls. He thinks of the arrogant, smug little thing who sat opposite him, her throat the perfect size for his hands, her nails scratching his cheek.

He thinks of all things he knows about her. All the secrets she wants hidden from the world. He knows she’ll do anything to keep them hidden.

He thinks of her on her knees, his cock in her mouth, but that isn’t satisfying, not even in his bunk in the dark of night. No, his fantasy is much more involved.

In his fantasy, she kneels to him, this creature who thought she could stand against him. She put her body on the line to fight him, so her body is forfeit. In his fantasy, Vanessa grabs her by the hair, pulling her face up, blind eyes unable to see him. He watches her chest move up and down, breathing hard. He grips her chin.

“You would do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” he says.

“Yes,” she says.

He kisses Vanessa then, and nods when he breaks the kiss. Vanessa lets the girl’s hair go, and Wilson pushes her down on all fours. Vanessa sits on the bed in front of the girl, spreading her legs.

“Come here,” Vanessa says, beckoning with one finger between her legs. The girl, Murdock, can’t see the gesture, but Wilson slaps her bare ass, and she crawls forward until Vanessa grips her hair, and presses her face between her legs. In Wilson’s mind, Vanessa starts moaning with pleasure immediately. When Wilson runs his hands over Murdock’s ass, Vanessa smiles.

“She’s very good,” Vanessa says.

“She ought to be,” Wilson says as he pushes inside Murdock, “if she knows what’s good for her.”

He fucks Murdock, and watches Vanessa smile as she comes. When Vanessa is sated, he grabs Murdock by the throat and pulls her against him. In the dark, in his bunk, this is when he comes.

In his mind, he says, “You’ll have to be better next time.”

She says, “Yes, sir.”

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Daredevil Prompt Post #12

Dubious (or Non-)Consentacles

Fisk's relative sends him Dino eggs

Re: Minifill: Mat and Cats (Part the Fourth)

Matt, Any, Matt as a drunken(?) radio announcer (video prompt)

Re: Matt, Any, Matt as a drunken(?) radio announcer (video prompt)

Stick kidnaps a child of the Avengers

Re: Frank/Matt killing stalking au (sort of)

The Chaste took Lisa Castle

Re: Minifill: Mat and Cats (Part the Fourth)

Matt/Foggy, not actually in love

Mini-ish fill: Matt and Cats (Part the Fifth)

Re: Mini-ish fill: Matt and Cats (Part the Fifth)

Matt's horns

Fisk/always a girl!Daredevil & Wooing

Luck of the blind

Re: Luck of the blind

Mini-ish fill: Matt and Cats (Part the Sixth)

Re: Dubious (or Non-)Consentacles

Beast: The Primordial fusion

Re: Matt gen, crossover, Worst friends ever

Matt turned into a dog

Re: FILL: The House That Love Built, Matt gets adopted...by the Kents (DC/Marvel mash-up)

Re: Matt gen, crossover, Worst friends ever

Re: Fisk/always a girl!Daredevil & Wooing

Fill: Triptych