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To all the boys I have loved before;

An idea stemming from the book/movie; To all the boys I’ve loved before

You wrote a letter to a character in secrecy and swore to never let them see it. But the letter is sent to them anyway. What are their responses when reading it?

Matt Murdock

Loki Laufeyson 

Venom & Eddie Brock

Memory of a lost homeland, hope of a promised land;

You are appointed as the brand new spiritfarer of the middle world, destined to help spirits accept their deaths and to further lead them to the everdoor to help them pass onto the next world.

When a blue figure drops down from the skies onto the deck of your ship right after you sent one of your passengers on their way, you realise that you’re in one hell of a ride. You get a deeper understanding of Loki, who was responsible for the battle of New York, and help him with accepting himself and his death.

If our lives are but a spark in the eye of the gods, then let us blind them at least once; A Matt Murdock x reader post-apocalyptic au based on the game Hollow Knight

1/ 2 / 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 

Achromatopsia; A harem-esque royalty reader insert fic with various marvel characters such as Erik Lehnsherr, Charles Xavier, Matt Murdock and more to be added

Florentine/ Lavender Blue/ Royal Blue/ Midnight Blue/ Lapis Lazuli/ 

Soulmate AUs

Matt Murdock

As your fingers brush my skin (soulmate identifying mark)

Whenever you need me, I’ll be there (danger meter tells you how in danger your soulmate is)

To guide me to you (ppl are born with animal guides that lead u to ur soulmate)

To ink your soul with mine (soulmate identifying mark. Matt Murdock x reader x Frank Castle)

For the ink to swirl and mix (cont of ‘to ink your soul with mine’)

The ink separates but mixes back together (cont. of ‘for the ink to swirl and mix)

Does ink fade away? (cont of ‘the ink separates but mixes back together)

As your ink covers mine (direct aftermath of ‘does ink fade away?’)

Confessions (Soulmates can’t lie to each other)

Finding my way to you (The day repeats over and over again when you are first in close proximity of your soulmate. The day ends when you meet them)

Cry for me, maybe then I’ll give you a kiss (Anything you write on yourself shows up on your soulmate)

There will come a day we pass each other by, but we’ll probably pretend to not notice (You become your soulmate’s guardian angel after you die)

Frank Castle

Of stardust and night skies (soulmates share same constellations which can be used to navigate towards each other)

Would you bleed for me? (soulmates share injuries)

The truth spills from your lips (soulmates can’t lie to each other)

Navy, gold, and red (Soulmates grow wings when they first meet each other, Frank Castle x Reader x Billy Russo)

Till death do us part (soulmates share afterlives, Frank Castle x reader x Marc Spector/ Moon Knight)

Eddie Brock & Venom

Can you hear me? (soulmates have telepathic bonds)

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Moon Knight

Guiding you to me (animal guides that leads one to their soulmate)

Other oneshots/blurbs

Frank Castle

Gentle touches

I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (heavy angst)

Of wounds and worship (Elderitch horror!Frank Castle)

In thee all judgement is absolved alone (Thanatos!Frank Castle x reader)

There are monsters and there are me (Frank Castle x Reader x Matt Murdock supernatural au)

Gunpowder and cinnamon (Omega!Frank Castle x Alpha!Reader x Omega!Matt Murdock)

Vanilla (Omega!Frank Castle x Alpha!Reader x Omega!Matt Murdock + Platonic!Omega!Peter Parker) => part 2 of G&C

Mint and honey (Omega!Frank Castle x Alpha!Reader x Omega!Matt Murdock + Platonic!Omega!Peter Parker + MK & Layla) => part 3 of G&C

Lavender and ash (part 4 of G&C)

Ash and fire (part 5 of G&C)

Pine and ink (part 6)

Aquatic (part 7)

Musk (part 8)

Aquatic and mint (part 9)

Unscented (part 10)

Cinnamon and lavender (part 11)

Winter (part 12)

Pine and cinnamon (part 13)

Vanilla…and others (part 14)

Jasmine and chamomile (part 15)

Bergamot (part 16)

Gunpowder and ash (part 17)

Aquatic, winter, and bergamot (part 18)

Selcouth (part 19 + ST crossover part 1)

We are one of a kind irreplaceable (part 20 + ST crossover part 2)

Vivamus, moriendum est (part 21 + ST crossover part 3)

Strawberries and cigarettes (part 22)

Interlude I (part 23)

Interlude II (part 24)

Of new relationships (cross-over fic; Frank Castle x reader x Adrian Chase/Vigilante)

Of bloody wrath (Frank Castle x Reader x Adrian Chase/Vigilante)

To raze the world for you (Frank Castle x Reader x Adrian Chase/Vigilante)

In another universe (Frank Castle x Reader x Adrian Chase/Vigilante)

Part 1 (Soulmates can’t lie to each other)

Matt Murdock

Whispers against your lips 

Screaming the name of a foreigner’s God (heavy angst)

Damnation and Salvation (Matt Murdock x Reader x Foggy Nelson supernatural au)

Of blood and worship (Elderitch horror!Reader)

Morse Code Part 1

Part 2

The crown and the sword (Royal au)

Go to him, therefore, by the sea (Merfolk! Matt Murdock au)

Moon Knight/ Khonshu

Reverence for the moon

Devotion to the moon (part 2 of Reverence)

And the moon said I love you, because you are love (part 3 of Reverence)

Moonstruck (part 4 of Reverence)

How the moon loves you (part 5 of Reverence)

Dark side of the moon (part 6 of Reverence)

Do not swear by the moon

Charles Xavier & Erik Lehnsherr

Wasurenai (Alpha!Charles Xavier x Beta!Reader x Omega! Erik Lehnsherr)

Endless Rain (Part 2)

Adrian Chase 

Choice of the gods, fruit of the dead (Persephone!Adrian x Hades!Reader)

Dream of the Endless

Sometimes you call me a dreamer, because I tell you stories that make no sense (Orbit_ part 1)

But the truth is that I have a secret, I’ll share it only with you from now on (Orbit_ part 2)

My world surely turned for me, ever since I met you, destiny’s trajectory changed (Part 3)

Just like the stars that you see will be there tomorrow too, whenever I look over at you, you’re always there (Part 4)

I’m unknowingly trapped in a place of unstable dreams, on the direction of a distorted road that’s in a secluded island (Part 5)

There’s beauty in between mistakes, they say a lighthouse keeper never turns around (Part 6)

Epilogue; Your orbit is fully marked as a precious star, I’ll be reborn by your side

In the end I’ll tell you everything about the story I can’t finish- with the purest of hearts, it’s Veronica (Veronica’s Island part 1, a sequel to Orbit_)

I’ll try to broach the name of the unexplainable emotion that I cannot feel anymore (Part 2)

Eldritch Au (Of horror and Comfort) (Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, MK x Reader)

Part 1 

John Constantine

Brimstone and liquor (Beta! John Constantine x Alpha! Reader x Omega!Lucifer Morningstar part 1)

Acrid (Part 2)

Mephitis (Part 3)

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Holding (Pt 4/5)

Matt Murdock x reader (angst)

(Here for part 1, 2 , 3)

AU: Hey, I know it's been a while since I've posted on this series but writers block has been a real deal for me these past days. Although, I still have a lot of ideas and a whole other series to end so stay tuned 💙 (and yes that includes the Foggy fic :3)

Summary: A conversation in the roof may offer a change in the situation. After all, sometimes all you need is faith.

I've never been quite the best catholic. 

From making a fuss in my baptism, to refuse ever to marry, I was quite the shame in a family of faithful believers. 

“Sometimes you have to believe without seeing” 

I always hated that idea, blind faith. And yet in spite of everything I still accompanied my mother every Sunday to our city's chapel. Soon after I moved out, that routine was still ingrained in me, and despite not having a logical answer to it, I kept going to mass. 

That’s how I met him. The one that would soon become both my salvation and my perdition. The one I was risking it all for in spite of everything. 

“He can’t be that far, please he can’t be that far

As the day progresses, I feel a sense of desperation crawl on me, noticing how the streets get busier and I haven't yet found any clue to His whereabouts.

Not a sight of him close to his old apartment or even old hangout spots.

He had indeed erased every trace he could have left

As I feel the day progress, I sigh. Maybe these extreme circumstances also required extreme decisions. I decide to head down to the Presidential Hotel.

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When I arrive, I immediately notice the multitude of police cars and security guards surrounding the building. It couldn’t be more obvious that someone important was brought to this place

Sneaking up, I try to see if there’s any entry, but it’s obviously closed up to the public.

“Well I may need to broaden my definition of entry then”

As my attention catches  some fire escape stairs attached to a building not far behind, I can’t help but let out a small grin. After spending so much time with him, knowing Matt’s way of thinking had become almost a second nature.

It was probably too early, as I will surely need to wait for him hidden on some rooftop, but to simply think about the vertigo was enough to make my stomach turn.

“C'mon (y/n) remember just have faith.”

I start then to awkwardly climb up the ladder making sure not to startle the whole neighbourhood.

For a moment, I feel comfortable, pacing my steps and taking deep breaths, until I hear the crackling sound of a metal piece falling from the wall.

I gulp

“For God sake I'm a vet not a gymnast”

Yet the top doesn’t seem too far now and the idea of returning was worse. I decide to keep climbing.

Suddenly, I lose my equilibrium, feeling the void as I fall from my back until I feel the grip of a hand on my arm, saving me from a surely fatal fall.

“(Y/n) ?”

I look up, noticing a man dressed completely in black with only a beanie covering his face, and some cords attached to his wrists. He seems genuinely surprised to find me here. 

“Matt”

“I…” I’m short of words as he pulls me into the safety of the rooftop. I fall down the floor deeply breathing, “How did you know I was here”

“Well.. He tries to give me a small smile ,  “You were lucky I could basically hear your heartbeat explode streets away” 

“.. I must sound like a cacophony in your ears… but I’m sure there are also thousands of New-Yorkers being deeply worried at this very moment”

“ I guess.. I just became good picking up yours in particular”

I cannot help but to slightly blush as he tells me this. There is a tense silence now between us, too many things that should be said or should’ve.

“Don’t go” 

My tone is grave, letting him know I know his reasons for coming down here.  He slightly clenches his teeth, as I feel an anger I haven’t seen yet in him.

Something had happened.

Something felt broken

“I need to do it (y/n)” 

His tone was direct. Cold. He turns his back from me towards the Hotel. I imagine him trying to analyze the best way to get in, reading into each heartbeat , each voice, each movement…. But I wasn’t going to give up that easily.

“You aren't saving anyone by doing this..please..” 

Matt immediately snaps, turning again towards me. I was still on the floor and the bare light coming from the light poles made him appear even more intimidating.

“You don’t understand”…

“True… it’s true I don’t, I’m not you… “, I sigh, accepting it, “I’ll never fully understand this vigilante double life you live.. but I do see the man behind it”

I now stand up, letting us face to face as I continue to talk.

“I and see him and care enough about him that I’m not letting him commit a mistake he’ll forever regret” 

I see Matt keep his facade, but I notice the way his hands now slightly tremble holding his billy club. When he talks again, his voice is weaker.

“He has hurt so many people… and I’'m not meant to simply go and enjoy this life after all that has happened”, He takes his beanie off as I now see  his eyes “After hurting so many others... me.”´

I shake my head. I couldn’t lie, or deny the hurt of past decisions, but it didn't mean I could simply let him go.

“I'm not denying that it’s not easy but.. I’m here tonight for a reason… “ 

I look up to him, hoping he could sense the sincerity of my words

“I can’t let you do this.. this city needs its hero.. and well.. I do still need you”

I let these last words settle as I’m now a bit shy. I see Matt is about to reply, when we’re suddenly interrupted by some police sirens demanding civilians to clear up the space. His face drops.

“He can't be here already….”

I’m now a bit confused.

“Who ?”

Matt sighs, he seems tired but tries to explain to me the best he can. 

“I’m not the only one in this city holding a grudge against Fisk..” Matt leans again his attention towards the building “ There is a dangerous man looking for him” 

I notice the way his body tenses up, the same way it has always done when he senses a danger nearby. His grip becomes stronger, his face almost scarily stern, yet the voice he uses to catch my attention seems softer than usual.

“That night I.. I was sure I had lost you forever.. and who could blame you..” He gives me a sad smile, trying his best to hold his emotions. “I had to live with the fact that I had hurt you.. forced you to pull away from me..this loneliness.. it was my crux to bear”

I shake my head at his words, trying to be as direct as I could knowing time was running out.

“Matthew… I love you.. I still do..” I now slowly approach him , caressing his cheek with my hand as I clean away some tears  “I just need to be sure you do as well” 

I now grab his arm, feeling my own insecurities resurface as the fear of being abandoned twists my heart. He seems to pick up on this as he pulls me closer now hugging 

“ I swear.. “ Me murmurs against my ear, his voice now taking a more protective tone “That I’ll never let you go of you again… “

I’m now the one letting my own tears stream down my face 

“You promise ?” 

My voice was so low, so small, using the tone I knew only Matt could ever hear

“I won’t stop even if you never forgive me”

I can’t retain myself any longer.

I dive in, pulling him into the deepest of kisses as I feel my whole body give in. The desire that has already been pleading for him could not no longer keep on waiting. 

Matt seems slightly surprised at the beginning, almost nervous at my reaction, but once he notices my unwillingness to let him go, he puts his hands around my waist as now our foreheads are touching. I need to hang on to him. 

“I’ve missed it so much” , he murmurs for just a moment, forgetting the world around us. I give him a little smile, slightly curious at his choice of words as he continues, “ I mean the feeling of you… your heartbeat, your smell…you've always been my safest place…I thought I’d never get to sense you from so close again” 

As I’m about to respond, the noise of police sirens shakes us up as we hear  the sound of gunshots down the building. Of course, Matt has more insight as he clenches his teeth and steps back.

“Go,” I look at him with a knowing look “I know you have a job to do”

I come a bit closer for a moment.

“Just promise me you will come back home tonight” 

I hold his hand for a moment, as I sense his flow of thoughts coming against him. He murmurs again. 

“All this anger..”

“I know.. but you don't have to be alone anymore Matt” I take deep breaths as I try to send him some peace too, “I’ll be here”

He walks to the edge of the ceiling, pulling his mask back on. I give him a last reassuring look.

“I’ll leave the living room window open.. in case you come in late” , my tone is slightly hesitant “Of course if you want to come by I-“

I notice the corners of his lips curl into a little smirk.

“I will… and don’t worry”, he slightly tosses his head as he smiles, letting me admire his toned collar bone for even just a second., … “I promise I won’t take too long sweetheart” 

Before I can even protest his cocky words, he jumps off the next building, leaving me alone again, but now completely blushing. I may have also missed that pet name and his way of flirting.   

Some things really don't change after all.

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✨The Devil’s in the Details✨

(Pt 3/?)

(Matt Murdock x Reader)

AU: Well here's the third chapter, I hope you're liking it so far. I'll try to work on my other story these days so if I don't make an update on this one its just that I may be a bit overwhelmed by Uni Thanks ❤️❤️

(Part two in here

Summary: Trying to makes end meet as a young woman has never been easy, even less living in the turbulent city that is New York. When (y/n) will have to make an impossible choice, she'll have to decide between the ones she cares the most. It's never safe to fall in love, especially with that mysterious lawyer at the bar she's been working at and the secret she guards underneath.

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I have always hated the smell of Hospitals.

As I enter the long term aisle, the scent of bleach and hand sanitizer already overwhelms my senses. My head is already starting to turn.

Saturdays were my only free day of the week, and visiting my mother in the morning has been my routine for quite a while now.

I finally reach her room as I softly knock at her door frame.

“Is Miss Emmerston here ?”

I smile at her as she’s already awake eating her breakfast. I was happy to see her being able to eat solid food again, even if I knew how tasteless the meals here usually were.

“Honey.” She softly smiles back at me, “You came in early today” 

My mother’s voice has always been so sweet. 

Looking at her, I understand how people so often say I’m her carbon cop, the only difference being the color of my skin that I surely inherited from my father. 

“How are you feeling this morning mom ?”

“Not bad… not bad… Doctors have said my last treatment has been giving good results ”

I’ll never know what triggered it all, but I still have the vivid image of my mother laying on the ground as I had to call the emergency number. A late diagnosis of HF they told me, lucky she even made out at this stage. 

Apparently it was a family issue as they also did some exams on me and discovered I did need a pacemaker. I had to decline it as I couldn’t afford it. 

I’ve been ok for now I'll manage  

Of course the total bill didn’t come in cheap, especially as my mother had to often prolong her stays at the hospital.

“I have a good feeling this time” 

I force myself to smile at her. 

I didn't want to worry her either about my current situation and she seemed to be genuinely happy. 

She suddenly gives me a curious look, a little smirk being visible on her lips.

“What about you honey… any special news ?” She murmured, “Any boyfriend out there ?”

I slightly blush as she asks me so, unwillingly thinking about Matt.

“Mom…y know I ain't got time for that stuff”

My mother gives me a sad smile shaking her head 

“You’re so young and pretty, you also need to enjoy life y'know honey”

I look out the window, thinking about my late night conversation with Fisk. He hasn’t reached for me yet.

“I will… I will… for now I'm here for you”

I take her hand as I hold it with a strong grip, giving her a kiss on her forehead.

I'll get you through this mom. No matter what it may cost me

“Anyways” , I lighten my tone a bit as I get some needles and wool from my bag, “It’s time we continue to knit that scarf.. shall we ?“

……….

She hasn’t called in yet.

Maybe it was a bit rushed, but it's been some days and he hasn’t heard anything from the waitress at Josie’s . Matt has started to question if his idea of leaving a contact card was the correct one.

“Matt,  you stop pacing around the room please ?” Foggy murmurs slightly annoyed “I’m trying to read up some papers here”

Matt shakes his head, he wouldn’t admit he was hoping for her call

“Sorry for that Foggs”, he sits down “I’m just trying to come out with a good opening statement for this case” 

“Bullshit, you’re thinking about that girl aren’t you “

Matt sighs, he wasn’t in the mood to have that conversation. Foggy smiles, taking it as an affirmation of his suspicions.

“You could’ve actually given her your number rather than your lawyer credentials” Foggy couldn’t hide is smirk, “She may have thought you were in search of a client, not a date”

Matt chuckles softly as he can’t help but to be humored by Foggy's remark.

“What about both ?” Matt interjects “I can’t explain it, Foggs.. there’s something about her..”

“So you’re attracted to her?”

“No.. o well yes… o well I meant.. I couldn’t exactly read her…it was intriguing”

Foggy didn’t seem to be fully following.

“She was clearly attracted to you too mate.. especially with you using that charm”

Matt shakes his head, that wasn’t the point he was trying to get across. It was mostly obvious (y/n) was attracted to him, her heartbeats increasing and the temperature of her skin getting hotter too. Yet, she didn’t even dare to take a risk at him that night. Not one word, not even a playful tone, it’s like she is holding herself back. Matt could also sense her being overstimulated by the environment yet did not falter to smile once.

“I’m not sure how to explain it…”

He thinks back at the conversation he couldn’t help but to ear drop, as he learned she was the one taking care of her mother.

“I just feel she may also need our help”. 

Foggy stands up as he lets out a chuckle, patting Matt's shoulder.

“I think you’re just trying to justify yourself in here “, as he’s about to leave the room he gives Matt a look “Just try to drop the virtuous vigilante stuff for once and have some fun all right ?” 

Matt resigns as he simply nods

“I will Foggs I will… see ya tomorrow”

As Matt is now alone in his office, he wonders if he should be the one to call back.

The memory of her sweet perfume, soft voice and nervous chuckles returns to his mind again.

All night he could sense her going back and forth serving clients, as he had hoped he could have talked to her more.

Guess that’ll stay a mystery 

Suddenly the phone rings, and Matt is surprised someone had called in so late

“Nelson and Murdock ?”

“Matt is that you.. I don’t know if you remember but you gave me that card… at Josie’s ?”

It was her voice. He freezes for a second until he continues with a nonchalant tone.

“(y/n) glad to hear you.. listen it's late now but we could continue this conversation tomorrow afternoon if you’re free” 

The voice on the other side of the line hesitates slightly but continues.

“I’ll be working… but I could do a cup of coffee during my lunch break “

“Any place in mind or-

“What about Owls Cafe, its not to far from my  job”

Matt liked her decisiveness

“Works for me… then meet ya there at 12 all right ?”

 “All right… goodnight Matt”

“Goodnight”

He hangs as a little smirk appears on his face.

This girl had piqued his curiosity indeed. 

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✨The Devil’s in the Details ✨ (pt2/?)

Matt Murdock x reader

Part one in here

AN: I wrote the next chapter the same day 😅. Had to publish it 💕 (Also quick note English is not my first language so any correction to my grammar will be more than welcomed).

Summary: Trying to makes end meet as a young woman has never been easy, even less living in the turbulent city that is New York. When (y/n) will have to make an impossible choice, she'll have to decide between the ones she cares the most. It's never safe to fall in love, especially with that mysterious lawyer at the bar she's been working at and the secret she guards underneath.

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“Thanks guys.. see you next week

Reaching three am, Josie pushes the last customers out of the bar as we close up the place for the night. After all that happened, I managed to somehow get through the shift without dropping more orders or spilling alcohol

I fish to clean the last table as I get myself ready to head out. I hear Josie waiting me from the door

“You’ll be ok on your own ?, got a ride back home ?”

I nod at her stepping out of the place, I'd never feel comfortable asking for favors.

“Yea there's night bus that passes just round the corner dont worry for me.

I smile at her, wishing her a good night as I head into the streets. The night was cold, the wind freezing my face. I start to walk alongside the sidewalk, putting my hands inside my jacket as I try to prevent myself from catching a cold.

I should’ve brought my scarf

Suddenly, I hear some steps behind me.

I look back. The street was completely empty, even the surroundings felt slightly more silent than usual, but without the usual buzz the city normally carried within.

Weird

Yet as I decide to turn around, I now see the front lights of a car blinding my sight. The vehicle is not moving, as if it was simply blocking the street.

“Don’t you dare take another step princess, just get in and there will be no fuzz”

I feel the metallic sound of a gun on my back.

I can only do as he tells me.

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I see the nightlights illuminate the city as we drive God knows where, in front of me a man is sitting. He is tall and large, his frame looking almost too big inside of the vehicle.I notice his formal attire and rings on his fingers, his presentation being so neat he couldn’t look further from any kind of street thief.

But I knew he was even worse than that.

“It’s been quite a long time hasn’t it (y/n) ?”

He rolls my name with a malicious smile, as if he was enjoying seeing my reaction to him “It's interesting you thought you could ever escape me”

A shiver passes through my spine. His eyes are so small, yet the stare he gives me is enough to be completely terrifying .

I try to speak.

“I.. I thought the deal was made… I already paid back most of the debt.. I”

The man shakes his head.

“Don’t lie to me miss (y/l/n) we both perfectly know that wasn’t what you promised me”

I suddenly feel the gun reloading once again.

“I don’t want trouble here.. I don’t like having to to do the dirty work but my business cannot work if people don’t respect the deals we make”

I feel myself starting to panic.

“Please, I'd do anything… anything just don’t hurt her”

The man smiles, knowing he had me under his will.

“You have one week to complete your payment miss… or you can say goodbye to the idea of ever seeing your mother getting out of that hospital”

My heart freezes, a mix of fear and disgust filling me.

I wanted to spit on this man, to scream at him for even daring to mention her.

But I was powerless, and dying tonight wasn't something that could save her.

“I don’t have enough money…but I swear I'd do anything.. anything”

Fisk grins, as if this was the answer he was already hoping to get.

“Lucky for you… I do need assistance on some business and I couldn’t think of a better person to do the job than you.”

I’m a bit confused now, I try to carefully ask him the question.

“What.. What job? “

“It’s easy.. there’s this guy that’s been putting his nose where he shouldn’t… I need him out of this city…he’s been quite the nuisance I can say”

I immediately know who’s he talking about

“That vigilante ?”

I’ve read some newspapers talking about this guy preventing robberies around. Nobody knew much about him except he got nicknamed the devil of Hell’s Kitchen.

I see some anger surface on Fisk's face at the very mention of this guy.

“Yes… I want you to help me bring him down..”

“I’m.. I’m not sure I understand…I-“

“You can so easily play the victim..” He seems so satisfied by his petition, “I’m sure you’ll have no problem doing it for me”

I suddenly understand what he implied, as my face becomes livid for a moment.

“You want me… you want me to lure him into falling in under your grip ?”

“I think we’re finally getting somewhere miss”

I’m in disbelief. Fisk gives me a quick run of the idea, telling me what to do. He tells me he’ll let me know when the plan may be executed, and I wonder for how long this has even been already thought of.

“Of course, if I come to discover that any of this conversation has fallen into… untrustworthy ears…”

I don’t need to be explained twice to understand what was in game here. I take a deep breath to gather my courage. I now look at him with more determined eyes, I didn’t want him to see my fear.

“I understand… you have my word sir ”

“Good..Now go take some rest…, you had a long shift at work after all”

I was so taken by the conversation, I didn't even notice the car had parked in front of my apartment.

The message was clear, he knew my routine, he knew where I lived, there was no way out of this one.

I can only nod.

I step out as the vehicle now disappears into the night.

When I see it completely gone, I run inside tears filling my eyes. My whole body felt so heavy, my heart even pounding. My instinct tells me to tell someone that I can’t let one of the only hopes this city has had in a long time fall.

What about her ?

Standing on top of the chimney , a portrait of me and my mother stares back at me.

I couldn’t let her down. I take another deep breath, I couldn’t crack. Not here. Not now

I hope you’ll get to forgive me mom

As I change my clothes for my night ones, I notice a little piece of paper hidden in one of my pockets.

Looking at it, I notice the name “Murdock and Nelson” appearing on its side.

How ironic… justice

I sigh as I look at the phone number on it, remembering the little conversation we had when I brought him a new set of beers

“Hey if you are ever in need of some legal back up my friend Foggy and I just started our law firm and would be thrilled to help any new clients…

Matt smiled at me, using the charm he seemed to know he had. It did work on me that's for sure.

When I came back to clean the table they were already gone, only the card being left.

I cannot help but to wonder if it meant more than just some legal help.

But it’s late. I don’t even take the time to think about it as I’m already exhausted.

Everything is going to be ok

I fall asleep as soon as my heads touches my pillow.

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Holding pt 3

(Here for part 1-2)

Matt murdock x reader (angst)

Summary: A little talk with the right man ends up revealing more than the necessary information.

(I pushed myself to give it more action and context, so forgive me if the timeline is not quite accurate for season 3. There's a lot of mention of catholic related topics too if you're not comfortable with that . Either way hope you enjoy it and thanks for all the support ❤️✨️)

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It didn't take much time for the announcement of the release of the Kinpin to become all journals headlines.

As I go down my building heading for work, the first thing I notice are the newspapers laying downstairs the entry.

"FEDERAL COURT HEARS FISK APPEAL"

I stare dumbfounded.

Even if I have promised myself to keep my distance from Matt, I immediately feel the urge to go and find him as I'm more than aware of all the trouble this criminal has brought upon the devil of Hells kitchen and the place itself.

I look at my phone. It's almost six in the morning. I still have time before heading down the veterinary.

I'm unsure where to go first as he would surely no longer be at the Law Firm. Even my instinct to give Foggy a call is quickly refrained as I remember what he told me about our last talk.

What have you gotten yourself into this time, Matty.

Suddenly, I hear the usual resounding ring from the church's bells down the drive. From both corners of the sidewalk, I see small groups of people enter the place, the usual morning crowd.

How didn't I think about it before

Before I can lose more time, I run down the street, calling the closest taxi.

....

"As we say this, we bless ourselves three times by making a small cross on our-"

Clinton Church wouldn't exactly be the first place most people would go to if they were in the search of a devil dressed like a vigilante, yet as soon as I timidly open its door, the familiar incense smell and gothic columns reassure me that I've come to the right place. 

As I come in, I quickly go sit on one of the empty seats from the back. Father Lantom has already started the mass. 

I can not let myself but let a small smile leave my lips. It's been such a long time since I've last been here. 

While vaguely hearing the Father talk, memories of long ago lived moments fill through my mind. Small snippets of my old life.

“May almighty God bless you, the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”  

I raise my head up when I hear the priest pronounce his final lines. This was it. 

Thankfully, not many people want to talk to him this morning, as most leave or simply stay in the right corner where the prayer candles softly illuminate the walls. I get lost for a moment, staring at the wavy shadows.

“Aren't they pretty... Some may take them as nothing else than silly good omens, but I'd rather see them as a representation of hope. People always need hope...."

I turn around, noticing Father Fantom looking at me curiously. I'm quite surprised he has noticed me. He invites me to sit down.

"I wasn't expecting to see you this morning miss (y/n), ” he chuckles slightly, "A bit late to mass although"

"I... I don't want to take too much of your time sir, but I need to know if you've well-," I try to smile, feeling quite vulnerable all out of the sudden "Seen or heard anything about Matt"

His face suddenly turns more serious, yet he barely looks surprised.

Is it this obvious

"That may depend on your own answer, miss.. I haven't seen you in quite a long time"

I nod, understanding his peak in curiosity.

"I know...." I look down the floor. "It's not like him and me are exactly on talking terms neither"

"(Y/n)... Matthew came here late last night searching for some answers , " he stares at the statue of Jesus placed beside the altar. "These are difficult times for him.. He needs some guidance..."

Father Lantom sighs softly as he shakes his head

"And some hope too....and I'm not just necessarily talking about his extracurricular activities...."

"I understand that." I nod sternly, knowing that something was different from his last visit. "But I'm not sure I'm in the best position to be of any help, neither ."

Im not sure why Im being so open with him, but I guess the serious yet caring tone of Father Lantom invites me to be more honest. I continue talking

"I'm not sure if I'm strong enough"

He gently gives me a tap on the shoulder.

"I'm not requesting you to forgive him (y/n)... that's an answer only your heart can give..." He tries to keep a reassuring tone, "I just worry of what he may push himself to do"

Suddenly, the silence of the church feels heavier. I rethink of the news. It just clicks in my head

"Don't tell me.... Don't tell me he wants to take care of Fisk on his own "

"He didn't mention-.."

But I interrumpt him, understanding now Matt's logic. His anger, his guilt.

I get it just.. just why

"No.. He can't .. he can not do that.... He.."

"This city is already dangerous as it is (y/n)." Father Lantom looks at me with worry. He seems to have understood my own intentions, too. "It's not the time to play even more precarious games right now"

But I can't. I need to stop him before it's too late.

I look at my phone again. It's already eight.

Guess I better call off sick

"I gotta go"

I immediately jump on my feet. I give a last look to Father Lantom and the candles.

If everything ends up all right, I may give a chance to one of those.

"(y/n)!"

I hear his call, but I decide to ignore him as I step outside. I cannot wait.

There was no time to lose.

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Holding pt 2

(Here for pt 1)

Matt Murdock x reader (angst)

Note: I never expected to do a part 2 for this, but I got inspired re-watching the third season. I hope you guys enjoy it ❤️. Also, a bit of a trigger warning for the mention of the death of a pet.

Summary: What if Matt came back after all that happened, what if things could change.

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"It was a building, an old abandoned storage. It was a horrible incident indeed. Authorities have yet declared the reasons for its collapse, but apparently, some criminal group is-"

Will the tv anchors let go of that new? It's been more than a month

I sigh as I start to bite the head of the pen in my hand, turning the tv off. I look now directly at the blank screen of the tv, only being able to see my own reflection. I look exhausted.

I am exhausted.

It's been weeks since Matt Murdock has been declared dead, more than weeks since I've myself collapsed into some sort of numbness.

It was almost months since I last saw him, yet..

You could've prevented this

I shake my head, trying to get the thought out.

The darkness in the room seems almost too engulfing now. My four walls feeling closer and closer now. I close my eyes

You can not take responsibility for everybody..

I remember my mom telling me this the day my first pet died. It was an accident, the poor bird escaping his cage and getting electrocuted by some some disjointed wires from the utility pole.

Not everything is under your control

I remember his little body dead on the asphalt eyes wide open, looking like he could wake up at any time and take his flight..

Suddenly the noise of the keys opening my door make me stand up. I quickly go grab the old baseball bat hidden under the couch and I go stand besides de doorframe.

Breath

When the person enters I immediately go for a hit, only to be surprised as what appears to be a man easily stops it mid-air making me loose my balance and stumble.

"What th-"

Suddenly he grabs me by my waist preventing me from falling on the floor. Its so dark I can barely perceive his face, yet his voice makes my heart suddenly drop.

"Please..this time I can explain (y/n)"

I immediately pull away from his arms as I go quickly grab my bat again and turn on the lights. I feel my hands weaken their grip as I now recognize the man in front of me. It was Matt. it was actually Matt.

Its you

But I keep my defensive position. Its impossible. This cannot be.

"Who the f- are you". I spat, trying not to let my vulnerability take over.

The supposed Matt stays in place, as I can see him twitching a small smile. He retakes his serious tone

"I know.. I know how this must appear from your side but you must believe me.."

I look at his eyes. Those puppy eyes he used to make when I caught him in trouble. For such a strong man he could be quite sensitive indeed. But I cannot forget neither.

"Even if..if this was true..how..how do you want me to trust you..after all that happened"

He looks down, shame now filling his face. He must have remembered the last time we saw each other. Not the best goodbye indeed. He bites his lip

"I know..I.. I didn't come for forgiveness just..I thought...", He turns his head around, probably scanning the room, "That you deserved to know the truth before you heard it from someone else.."

In the depths of myself, I know all I wish to do is to jump to his arms. It was him. He was alive.

"What exactly happened?"

My voice wasn't as cold as before but I still hold an strict tone, wanting to keep my distance.

He nods his head as he takes a long breath.

"You really want to hear the whole story ?"

"Ive got all night"

So thats how for the next hour he tells me what he seems to know about this Hand. The war. Stick and even the two deaths of his ex. It was a lot I admit, but I still listened with attention to each of his words. We both end up sitting face to face on the floor

"So that's how I ended up here", he finally says raising his shoulders.

I could notice something in his tone. Something more lonely that what used to be in there before. Something more bitter too, but I decide not to comment on that.

"So Karen or even Foggy don't know that you're alive and well right ?"

He groans a bit. Probably a touchy subject.

"I'd rather leave it like that... they're safer that way"

I sigh. Some things never truly change

"Then why are you here Matt?"

"I told you.. I-"

"Bullshit"

My raise in tone paralyzes the conversation for a moment. Matt seems surprised and stays silent waiting for me to continue

"Sorry..just", I try my best to hold my emotions, "Last time you were in here..you..you left me Matt..you left me..."

"(Y/n).. sweetheart..I'm"

"Don't you dare call me sweetheart Matthew.." Im now standing up giving my most glaring stare at the man in front of me. "Don't you dare use that word"

Not everything is under my control

"I.." , I look at him again, " I had to mourn you twice..twice.."

Now tears are falling from my eyes. I know he can sense them but I don't want him to comfort me. I have to be strong

"I loved you with all my heart"

These last words are merely a mumble.

The noise of the outside is louder, the cars, the streets, the people. The city being so alive. All of what Matt can hear and perceive, his life. His real life. Not here with me, but outside.

He seems unsure what to say next.

"I never wanted to lose you", I've never heard his voice being this fragile "I just wanted to protect you from all the danger I brought upon you.. I don't want to make excuses just.. I got lost in the way"

He tries to come closer to me, putting his hand on my cheek cleaning my tear

"I'll try to make it up... even if it takes me a whole eternity to do so"

I look at him. Will I be able to ever forgive it all ?

I softly take his hand from my face. Holding it with such strength, like if he was about to vanish again. We stay in this silence for a while. It was a lot of feelings for just one night.

But time is still moving as I look at my kitchen's clock.

"Its getting late, I'd guess you have to go"

He nods letting a sad smile slip.

"Yes I guess so"..

He walks to the door, putting his dark glasses and cap on. He gives me a long stare before going. I wonder what he may be thinking

"Goodbye (y/n)"

"Goodbye Matt"

I see him disappear down the hall.

As I get back in, I think again of my souvenir of the poor bird laying on the asphalt. Maybe I couldn't bring him back to life, but what if he was given a second chance.

I stare at the door.

Maybe things could have ended differently in that case.

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Holding

Matt murdock x reader (angst)

Summary: "Maybe, after all, my insecurities were right"

(Note: This is my first little writing idea. I hope you like it as I'll try my best to test some more 🦆✨️. Also, a bit of a warning for some self depricating thoughts)

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Another night.

Another night of longingly looking at the window.

I sigh as I look by the curtains of the living room, only being able to wonder where he could've gone. Even at night, I'm used to leaving them open to see if his coming. It's so late, I can already dicern a lighter tone of blue in the sky.

"Where are you, Matt?"

It was true that this last month have mostly been made of bickering and side comments. Me complaining about our lack of time and him of my lack of understanding.

Now, our routine is one of him disappearing at dusk only to come back the next morning without a single word. Barely having some time to grab a bite and put his lawyer suit on.

Not a kiss, not a soft touch, not a single loving word.

I still need you

Suddenly, I hear a noise by the window. I immediately recognize the sound of limping steps and a breathless voice. Matt was injured. Something that I've learned living with the devil of Hell kitchen himself is to recognize even the smallest of details. My abilities were far from the super sensed ones he had, but I've become quite good at spotting certain things.

Always so stubborn that I had to figure out myself when something was wrong .

"Dont worry," he used to say, trying to tuck me back into bed. "Go back to sleep, sweetheart."

"Don't be ridiculous, Matt," I never accepted. Not when I knew he never admitted he needed help. "Here, I'll grab some bandages"

Depending on the night, it was either a simple cut or some deeper wound. Once or twice, I even had to use some homemade anesthesia to sew some stitches. This man has made me feel all sort of fears all at once.

Yet, nothing prepared me for what I was about to feel tonight.

I go open the window only to find a half conscious Matt standing there. His costume scratched on the surface with multiple cuts all over his body. I come closer to him, only for my fingers to be stained as I touch his arm. Blood.

He was bleeding, and he looked surprised to notice me there.

"(Y/n) I-.. You're awake.."

With all my force, I help him walk him across the door until we reach the couch. He's barely able to mumble as I lay him down.

"Shs..," I carefully take off his mask. The first thing I notice are his lost eyes, guilt written all over his face, "Don't push yourself too hard"

I start to undress his torso to get a better look. I had to hold my breath. I'm barely a veterinarian, used to dealing with cats or any domestic animals, but I did know more than enough about human anatomy to notice this was pretty bad. Besides cuts that, thankfully, weren't that deep, It looked like a dard was shot across his dorsal.

"We need to call an ambulance I-"

But Matt stops me, holding my arm.

"Dont.. I-"He tries to stand up by himself, grinding his teeth from pain, "I... "

He drags himself to the other side of the room, where his phone was forgotten last night. I'm confused for a moment until I perceive another shadow perking by the window. It was a woman

I feel a pit in my stomach as I try to understand what is happening here.

"You only came here for....."

I could see the pain in his eyes. I have no words as I come closer to his side now, noticing the small traces of love bites in his neck. Even the smell of his skin felt almost foreign. His body estranged. My heart stops for a moment.

"Sweetheart is not what -"

"What's..whats her name ?"

I hear him slightly gulping, without a single word.

"What's her name, Matthew"

Even if I know he can't see me, I know he can hear my heart beating a thousand miles an hour. He tries to explain bowing his head down.

"It's not..its not what you think... Elektra she...the..Hand..I"

I can only blankly stare at him. He didn't even try to contest my accusation. I feel the first rays of sunshine raising down the window.

"All this time.. I.. tried to be understanding..to be good.."

I start to pace around the room. Not knowing exactly what to say. What think.

What am I even supposed to feel here

"All this time.. - ", I have to stare again at his neck. The mark of infidelity is so horribly noticeable that I feel like throwing up, " All these nights of worry for you to..to do this.."

The little voice in my head speaks again.

I have enough

He tries to approach me, reaching my hand the same timid way he did that time I discovered his double life. He looked so lost , almost guilty. I'd later understand how guilt is a ghost that is part of Matt Murdock's life, but at that moment, all I was able to think was to keep him in my arms. To hold him so hard

But I can't do that now. Not tonight.

"You.. you have to go...", I feel the tears rising in my eyes.

"(Y/n) I swear I can-

"Just go!"

I raise my voice a tone as I pull my arm away. I can only think of those sleepless nights, staring at window feeling alone. Feeling abandoned. Maybe it was unfair to think that way, but I never wanted to complain.

I have been so good

I just wanted to be by his side.

Matt seems to want to say something, but he only bites his lips as he deeply breathes. He was still physically hurt after all.

"Im sorry," he can only murmur as he swiftly takes his mask back on, turning away, "Im sorry, sweetheart"

He disappears again through the balcony, alongside the other girl. I see her helping him move, wrapping her arms around him. That's when suddenly understand. I'll never be a part of that world, and maybe, just maybe, my insecurities were right.

I wasn't enough for the devil of Hells kitchen.

I look up again. The sun had now completely risen, shining the beautiful blue sky of a new day. I come closer to the window, giving a long view to the city.

He won't be here tonight.

I close the curtains before turning off the living room lights.

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the asteria method

♡ STEPS:

-> prepare. this is your routine. drink water, meditate, listen to music or ambiance, whatever helps you get into a positive mindset. (my atmosphere guide)

-> get in any comfortable position where your limbs are not touching each other. it doesn't have to be starfish -- i despise that position -- and i recommend laying on your side (this is how i lay), back, or sitting up.

-> close your eyes and take a deep breath. now count to fifty, out loud or in your head.

-> pick any scenario in your dr (a positive one) and visualise it for as long as you'd like. if you have trouble visualising, then think about how it smells or feels. ex. is your dr bedroom cold? are you on a train? what do you hear? what emotions are you feeling?

-> at the end of whatever you chose to visualise, think of the place you'll be in when you shift. you don't need to visualise it but have it there in your mind. then affirm that you're in your desired reality.

-> for sleepers, just do this until you fall asleep. then you wake up in your dr.

-> for non-sleepers, you're going to keep your eyes closed and imagine someone from your dr grabbing your hand. don't look at them, just listen to their voice and feel them there. they should say your name and either tell you that they're waiting or ask if you're ready.

-> now you get to decide. are you ready to shift? if the answer is yes, then tell them yes and affirm until you feel positive that you've shifted or hear/smell/feel what you scripted. once you know, just open your eyes and you're there. if you decide for whatever reason you aren't ready, just say no and open your eyes.

-> good luck, i believe in you all! <3

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hi !! im in the process of writing ships, and was wondering if you could link the posts where people sent asks about the beatles? i haven't written in a long time and just want to make sure it comes out right ! (btw i love your blog and writing so much 💘💖💞💞💞)

You bet!!! Good luck on the ships, nonny!!!

Here is the description for John

https://likesomekindofcheese.tumblr.com/post/624552042528178176/john-the-most-complicated-one-so-sensible-yet

George

https://likesomekindofcheese.tumblr.com/post/624551219251331072/george-kinda-my-fav-honestly-a-total

Paul

https://likesomekindofcheese.tumblr.com/post/624550558458675200/paul-in-my-opinion-a-total-slytherin-had-to

And Ringo

https://likesomekindofcheese.tumblr.com/post/624550533290721280/srry-if-its-not-100-ac-but-heres-my-take-ringo

I hope this is what you are asking for!

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beatles links for when you’re feeling sad 

when the interviewer spit on george 

“well, we just sort of wanked :o oops sorry!”

“can we talk about your quotes on lsd?” GASP

the whole ken dodd 1963 interview where they were all smiley and laughing 

george pushing john into oncoming traffic 

random singing in an interview followed by fighting 

oh how the tables have turned 

george smiling while ringo is working out how to play octopus’s garden

“morning paul!” “morning rich!”

i talk about george reacting to this boy a lot but it warms my heart 

something about the announcer telling the audience the beatles are so excited followed by a shot of ringo stoned makes me laugh 

paul waiting for his turn with ringo’s attention so he can show him a random painting 

john the baptist 

i don’t even want to know why george was laying there 

“SHUT UPPP.”

“shut up while he’s talking..” 

ringo’s dance moves 

paul mccartney making mashed potatoes 

the good ‘ol shakespeare skit 

“if we did know we’d form another group and be managers.”

“thanks for the purple heart”

everything about this video 

“where could we go” “argentina?”

the way he screams gets me every time 

the beatles first radio interview 

“hey mister can we have our ball back!”

john throwing a pillow at paul 

eric lennon 

baby beatles

“what have you grown up to?” “29.”

“she looks more like him than i do.”

george speaks his own language i swear to god 

iconic george and ringo interview 

pattie and george interview 

learning about new cameras 

“why are you called the beatles?”

morons 

george dancing “aye i like it, do it again for me.”

george dancing again 

john dancing 

this is the saddest thing ive ever heard john say 

their dumb texas interview that includes the “john’s wife” joke 

george hitting himself in the face 

“you’re the first person from liverpool i’ve met” “great.”

mockers 

george being cute and paul being moody 

john and paul doing impressions 

“we aint written no poetry”

these bloopers 

“they’re entitled not to like us and were entitled not to have anything to do with us.”

“i don’t mind whether i’m remembered or not” and he’s now considered one of the greatest artists ever 

i’m sharing the yoko and john screaming in the studio bc it does make me laugh tbh 

cynthia..you deserved the whole world and i hope you’re happy wherever you are. 

love by john lennon 

hey jude by the beatles 

i’m happy just to dance with you by the beatles 

do you want to know a secret by the beatles 

hello, goodbye by the beatles 

all together now by the beatles (it’s catchy. leave me alone)

the guitar solo in i saw her standing there 

john’s stand by me cover 

here comes the sun by the beatles 

in my life by the beatles 

keith moon’s cover of in my life bc i love it so so so much 

“and in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.” <3

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some bugs

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some bugs

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Hello, may I ask, who do you write for?

Hello ❤️ It helps me so much to take requests during this hard times !!

-Marvel

-Supernatural

- Queen

-Beatles

-Harry Potter

-Back to the future

-Fruits Basket

-Attack on Titan

-Any Disney Franchise

-Dark

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words to use instead of

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About ships

I’ve been absent from this blog for lack of time, and I will probably still be. That’s why, I’ll do the ships but in a much simpler way. Sorry to disappoint, but at least you’ll be able to requests as much ships as you want. 

New Requests= collage+ shorter description 

Thanks for your comprehension, the requests are still open !!!

[ships-imagines-request]

Hi !!! May I request for a male MCU ship? Im 4'11, energetic, feisty though I can be shy @times. Studying to be a RN.I come off as being a very happy person,only cause I keep stuff to myself,not good@expressing I dont like trouble others w/my probs and I have trust issues due to upbringing but when I do,I trust them fully and remain loyal. Im stubborn,funny,ambitious,reliable,mature but can be childish. I love singing,doing anything to keep busy and being there for my love ones. Thank !

I ship you with...

Thor 

Nobody ever told you that being a nurse in NY meant that you could found yourself picking up the damage of some vilain 

So Thor saw you helping some injured people

He tried to to tell you that it could be dangerous but, stubborn as you are, you stayed

How were you just supposed to trust these supposed “heroes” that practically just destroyed the whole city ?

On his side, he was impressed

That’s why he searched you the next time he came to Midgard. He even brought you a gift, a Vegvisir

“If you found yourself in a hard situation, It will show you the way”

You were surprised, but also touched. Maybe he was not that bad as a person

That’s how you passed all the day talking about Midgard’s culture

Obviously without forgetting the music

He loved the sound of your voice and even learned some lyrics to please you

Thor was sad when it was time to leave, but promised to return

He did it. More and more

Your were starting to fall in love

After some time, you were both comfortable enough with each other to talk about your feelings

He talked about his family problems, but always insisted to see if you were okay

Sometimes you were not, but he was there to comfort you

That’s why he not only became your lover, but also your best confident.

No matter the time or the realm, nothing can separate you

Because you always find the way home

I know it took a really long time, but here I am 

Still, hope that you’ll like it ^-^   

[ships-imagines-request]

May I have a Supernatural and marauders era ship? With guys please. I'm 5'4 with black and red hair, hazel eyes, and pale skin. I'm quiet when I first meet someone but once I get comfortable around them I am very sarcastic. I curse a lot. I’m kind of a loner and don't have many friends, preferring to be alone. I love exploring, music, horror movies, cold weather, storms, and rain. I love anything to do with history and psychology. I almost always have headphones in. I’m a Slytherclaw. Thank you!

I ship you with....

Balthazar 

You met Balthazar at the same time as your brothers did. He was just supposed to be another ally in the quest of closing the gates of hell. At first, he thought you were just another ape, but when he saw your strong personality, he completely change of opinion. Balthazar would never admitted, but he loved the way you were just sarcastic and how you didn’t cared of cursing. That's why he decided to know you even better. While Dean and Sam were transported into that weird dimension, he took you in a “date”. Or as he said “just a walk in forest to found a better bloody place to hide the weapons”. You clearly did not buy it, but was actually kind of happy. During all the date he talked to you about all the things he'd seen during his lifetime, the history of humanity and mankind. And even if he never liked humans, you tried to convince him of the complexity of their feelings. Of your feelings. Let's just say that you became something more that day. Your own personal guardian angel, with who you could watch your movies and be yourself. Now the question was: How the the hell tell this to your brothers?

and...

Sirius Black 

Everybody knew Sirius Black. After all, how to ignore one of the most popular guys in Hogwarts. He always had a crush on you, that mysterious slytherin girl who always knew the answer in history class and had sarcastic comments. But, you being of that house, stopped him from asking you out. This, until the day he saw you alone in the woods, wearing some weird muggle artefact in your ears. At first, he tried to flirt with his charm and lame jokes, but he knew you would not be easily impressed. That's why he came, day after day, searching for you. Even if at first you were hesitant about him, (you knew how he was with girls), you learned to know him better. You started to meet secretly after classes and, for both of you,  it became an habit, a comfort zone. A place when you could talk about those “scary” muggle movies or just hang out together in the woods. At one point, his friends discovered the truth. And even if James disliked the fact that you were from the “enemy house”, Sirius was always on your side. That's why he asked you out in front of the hole school, because he would never let you down.

(PS: Sorry if I needed to sort you in a house) 

(PS 2: So many things have been going on that I barely have time to post, I’ll try to post the others soon) hope you liked !