Hello there!! Figured out it might actually be nice to have a masterlist to reorder all my fics. So here's a bit about me and links to my fanfictions [more to be add] <3
I'm not that active, that's why my requests are open!!
My fandoms:
Resident Evil | Daredevil | The Punisher | Marvel | Detroit: become human | Fantastic Four | The Last of Us | Spider-man | Stranger Things|
My inbox is open if you even just want to chat about anything, go wild people
Bruises and Touches ---> Johnny gets really injured in a fight, and the only thought that keeps him going is you. [angst/comfort, fluff]
A strange fever ---> There seem to be a pretty strange fever in NYC and, to your surprise, Johnny is one of the victim [angst/comfort, fluff]
Frank Castle:
Breeze in the storm ---> You self doubt yourself in the relationship, fearing you might not be enough for Frank. He's ready to soothe you and make your worries go away. [angst/comfort, fluff]
More ---> Frank has always been after you, trying to kill you. Even after you left that activity, he left you no peace. But when he finds you and decides to spare you, you're well beyond determined to find out why he did. But little did you know, that action would've had pleasant consequences. [enemies-to-lovers, ansgt/comfort, fluff]
Move in ---> You and Frank decide to have a moment for yourselves and bake together, but baking leads to sweet confessions and new beginnings. [fluff/angsty themes]
Leon Kennedy:
Spoiled---> Leon loves to spoil you, always the one buying you gifts and everything you like. But that isn't the only way he likes to please you. [smut no plot]
Scarred---> Leon has been gone for weeks, making you feel dead worried and fearing his death. But after he returns, even at home and with the person he loves he isn't left in peace by his own memories. [angst/comfort, fluff]
Queit, baby. ---> You didn't want to go to your University, but before leaving your boyfriend's arms this morning, he told you that 'something would've made it better'. You certainly didn't expect him to walk into your classroom, and surprise you later with a guest badge and something else.
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Summary: While sleeping peacefully and deep in your dreams, you jolt awake after hearing a knock on your door just to wake up and find Matt Murdock-- better, The Devil of Hell's Kitchen- barely upright on your treshold
Trigger Warnings: blood, injury and treating medical treatment, crying, trauma, suicidal themes, hostage death (discussed), panic, fear and anxiety, emotional distress, violence.
A/N: DAYUM I'M BACK HELLO?!?!? SO, I actually thought I still needed to edit this, figured out that it was ready to be published so I don't know while it wasn't in my profile yet! Maybe it just didn't convince me.
Probably not one of my best works, but I think it's pretty good. Feedback is always welcome!!
The first thing you hear is a thud coming from the kitchen.
Wellβ You donβt quite catch it at first. The only thing you know is that youβre getting woken up by a soft noise coming from the front door before even registering that it is a thud.
As soon as your eyelids flutter open, still heavy with sleep, you glance at the digital clock on your bedside table.
2:47AM.Β
The red text was the only dim light in your bedroom, still immersed in the shadows of the night.
Initially, you didnβt mean to pay attention to that odd thud. But that thud, soon turned into a really off-putting knock on your door.Β
It sounded wrong, distant. It sounded dragged and weak.
Just then, you decided to leave your warm sheets and padded toward your kitchen. You peeked through the peephole andβ Matt?!
Actuallyβ more like βThe Devil of Hellβs Kitchenβ right now. But why would he pay you a visit in the middle of the night?!
Thatβs when you noticed his ragged breathing, and how he was struggling to keep an upright position.
Your hand flew to the knob without second guessing it.
βMatt whatββ
βYou should see the other guy.β
βThat is not the point!β
He walked past you, still holding his side and stumbling in your living room.
βDo you have a place where Iββ
βThe couch. Sit down.β
You canβt actually figure out how, since he only entered your living room twice by now, but somehow he managed to find the couch and slumped himself down on it.
A groan of pain left his lips as soon as he sat down. When you returned from the bathroom rushing with an aid kit in your hands, the first thing you did before lifting his shirt was untying his mask with trembling fingers. The scarf that covered most of his beautiful features.
You knew the day you discovered that Matt was The Devil of Hellβs Kitchen, consequences were about to come with it.
You knew it. Yet, you didnβt back off.
And this was one of the consequences you needed to deal with.
So now your hands were damp with blood. His blood. Dark and red through your fingers as you tried to stop the hemorrhage with a towel which was useless by now, because soaked in that red liquid.
It was making you nauseous, you didnβt know for how much longer you could hold on.Β
Your lips were pressed together, eyebrows knitted together as you focused, trying to not let him die on your couch. For a moment, you allowed yourself to look at him. To check if he was holding on alright or if you were pressing down too hard.
His eyes were unfocused, as usual. But there was something deeper beneath them this time. Something more painful and noβ it wasnβt just because you were patching him up. There was something more tonight.Β
βWhat happened this time?β
Nothing. He didnβt answer you.
You donβt know if it was because he didnβt hear you since he was way too deep in his thoughts or because he was avoiding that question. Maybe he didnβt want to face it.
Maybe he was too guilt-ridden to realize that, whatever happened, it wasnβt his fault.Β
So you sighed and just kept working on him. Your eyes reluctantly left his features to get your attention back to his wound. When you looked down and removed the damp towel, it was hard to tell if the blood actually stopped. It was way too smudged all around the wound to tell properly.Β
But it didnβt seem to pulsate anymore, so you took that as a good sign.
βIβm gonna clean it, stay put.β
You stood up from your kneeling position and brought the towel in the kitchen, just to substitute it with a clean one and dip it in warm water to clean the wound. When it made contact with his skin, Matt jumped slightly from the unexpected sensation.
Oh, that was new.
Matt Murdock just flinched when you touched him. Hence, that night must have been really bad for him. Because Matt Murdock didnβt flinch, he always was one step ahead. Always knew where youβd put your hands, where you would touch himβ¦ He was incredibly aware of everything all around him that was happening, and that was going to happen thanks to his enhanced senses.
So of course, that was the last thing you expected to happen. But you didnβt second guess reassuring him even if that reaction left you speechless and motionless for a second.Β
βItβs okay.β You murmured, trying to reassure him. Even if, right now, you were the one who needed reassurances more than him. You swore one day, you would never hear from him again.
And that thought alone terrified you to say the least.
And that wasnβt even the worst thing that could happen. Because he could be alive and not telling you, making you believe he is dead. He did once with Karen and Foggy and if it meant protecting you, then he wouldnβt hesitate a second to do it with you too.
Those thoughts made your lips tremble and your eyes water, but you sniffed up and set those worries aside for now. You had something more serious to take care of right now, anyway.
The next minutes passed while you stitched his side. The room was filled with hisses in pain from him and sweet whispered reassurances from you. Some for yourself, some for him.
When you were about to pass the last stitch through his skin, the tension was cut by his words for once.
βThey managed to blind me.β
At that statement alone, your eyebrows furrowed. Blind him? He was already blind how could theyβ
βTheyβ They hit a tube with an iron bar.β
A beat passed between you two for a second longer than it seemed.
βThe hostage died before I could save him.β
Your breath hitched.
Shit.
Thatβs what was beneath all that. The distance in his gaze, the tears almost falling down that were now striking his cheeks.
βHeyβ No, no. Okay, youβre okay. Itβs not your fault.β
As soon as you noticed his tears you climbed onto his lap β careful to not straddle the woundβ to consol him as best as you could. Your thumbs brushed under his eyes, and his hands came up to your hips almost insintively.
βI couldnβtββ
βNo, noβ you did everything you could.β
Your hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs caressing his skin and no longer paying attention to the tears that were still staining his cheeks.
Your heart was shattering in your chest and you were sure he could hear it like you were. If not better.
But he still buried his head in your chest to ground himself in some kind of way, trying to focus as best as possible on your hands playing with his hair and running up and down his back eventually.
While he was still wrapped around you, you grabbed the towel and cleaned the wound he had on his temple. The one you kissed every night before going to bed, wrapped in his strong and warm embrace.
Your touch was comforting in a way he couldnβt quite explain.
Soft and grounding exactly when he needed it, stern and strict when he needed to be reminded that he did have someone to come home to.
Because, for as much as he loved you, he sometimes forgot that. Always risking it all, always coming home soaked in blood, always making you worriedβ but damn, there hasnβt been a single time when he told you that he wouldβve returned to you and didnβt.
He barely did. But still, he managed to do it.
And now, what he needed was to not be let go. And you discovered to be surprisingly good at that.
Thank God you were.
Because otherwise Matt Murdock wouldnβt be here, holding you and sobbing into your chest while ignoring the throbbing pain still in his side as he held you closer and closer.
Without you, he probably wouldβve let his thoughts take over. Or even worse, his guilt. Which had no reason to be there, but still persisted in his life.
Without you, he probably wouldβve ended it that night under the unceasing rain of Hellβs Kitchen.Β
I actually started writing more consistently last year and now I'm taking a break due to lack of inspiration, even though I do have some fanfics in the library to edit and post! But since I was a kid I've always written, so I guess I grew up with it!
What fic do you wish could get a little more love?
OH PLEASE all the ones with Frank Castle because what do you mean that man in my profile has no attention??? I thought it was due to mischaracterization, maybe it's not a character for me! But I wish they could get a little more love.
First fictional or famous crush?
WELL. WELL. WELL. now we get to the good part. When I was little I had this HUGE crush on Shawn from Psych and on Patrick Jane from The Mentalist. I LIKED THEM SO MUCH, I binge watched all of the series and I kept loving them after the show lol. After a while I got to know friends and got a little crush on Joey too ngl. But what can I say, I didn't have bad taste.
How open are you to people IRL about writing fanfictions?
I'm actually quite open about it, but only with people I know won't judge. A couple of my friends know, but it isn't something I usually bring up right away. I talk about it usually when I know people will appreciate it, y'know. I used to write on wattpad too, and I had this group where I used to share my fanfictions but for as much as they loved them, I didn't get much attention. But all the people that know about this are quite supportive!
What's a mundane fact about you?
Oh actually I have no idea. I'd probably say that when I get irritated my nose itches. But I think it's more of a fun fact!!
other tags: @bees-library3 @halfway-happyyy i'm sorry I don't have many!!
Tysm so much for tagging me I had so much fun answering! π«Ά
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OKAY HEAR ME OUT (to the space and marvel lovers reading my blog: i love you)
I'm following the Artemis II mission A LOT and needless to say I love it and every time I see a video about it I just start sobbing I can't stop myself.
And I know a lot of people are in my situation right now, so imagine how Johnny Storm would react to that.
That boy's life evolves around space, he'd be so happy to have his lover to be moved by it and I feel that you, him and the whole team would watch the updates 24/7 no matter what.
And whenever there's something new and you come to him crying because it's just so beautiful? Oh, he'd be so proud and so happy he'd wrap you in his arms so tight while you're sobbing into his shoulder and he would not let go. Not by any chance.
He knows how much it means to you, and you know how much this means to him. So you'll have each other's shoulder to cry on whenever you'll need it.
He loves you so much he couldn't be happier to have you in his life, and the fact that you're just as passionate as him about space makes everything just better.
ALSO LOOK AT THIS
You can find this on NASA's site, and I was sobbing when I saw it for the first time it's just so beautiful we never reached this far in space.
You and Johnny would look at this and just be so happy.
De you have any angsty ideas, thoughts, headcanons about being in a realtionship with Johnny Storm?
Oh I do have some angsty Johnny x reader thoughts *rubs my hands together*
Letβs talk about the reality of dating a celebrity, and the insecurities that might come with it.
Naturally, dating a public figure like Johnny Storm would draw a lot of attention to you. We see this happening in real life all the time, how βfansβ think they have any entitlement as to who their fav celebrity is dating.
And you hate that sometimes even the smallest things would sting more than they should. At first, headlines calling you Johnnyβs new flavor of the month. Then, people intersecting you on the street because they want to know personal details about Johnny. And then and then and then, rumors of people judging your clothes, your career, whether youβre βgood enoughβ for him, whether youβre βusingβ him for his fame, whether heβll βget bored eventually.β
You try to ignore it, of course, dating Johnny is a literal dream and he makes your life so much better. At the end of the day he always comes home to you. Always. But Johnny also gets angry about it, because he hates that the media reduces you to just another careless fling when you are his entire world.
That anger turns into insecurity some days. And it haunts him. Because what if one day you get tired of the chaos? What if one day you decide you want a normal life? What if one day being with him feels exhausting? What if all the fire and the fame and the mess just become too much?
Because Johnny knows heβs a lot, he knows loving him isnβt always easy. And thereβd be nights where you fall asleep on his chest, and all Johnny can think about is how terrifying the idea of losing you is.
And god forbid Johnny feels threatened by someone else giving you attention. Maybe a colleague or a friend, someone who seems calmer, steadier, normal. That insecurity would hit especially hard. And donβt get me wrong, Johnny knows heβs a catch, he knows heβs funny and exciting and good looking. Extremely good looking. Super mega hotβokay, you get it. But thereβs a voice in his head that sometimes tells him being exciting and pretty does not equal someone worth staying for.
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Matt Murdock who doesn't just fuck you, but makes love to you.
Matt Murdock who ALWAYS checks on you, no matter what you'll always be his number one priority.
Matt Murdock who thrusts slow in you, but deep hitting that sweat spot that makes you see stars.
Matt Murdock who's so grateful to have his enhanced senses because they let him memorize every little sound you make.
Matt Murdock who caresses your hips whenever his mouth feels too much for you.
Matt Murdock doesn't care how hard he is, he'll always make you come twice before even thinking about being inside of you.
Matt Murdock who's the king of aftercare. Always wrapping you in a blanket, kissing you and telling you how good you were.
Matt Murdock who makes you tea after he wrecked you in the best ways.
but also Matt Murdock who loves you loudly. Everyone around him knows you're loved by him.
Matt Murdock who spoils you and buys you everything you lay eyes on and show interest in.
Matt Murdock kisses you slowly and passionately, like that could be the last time his lips meet yours and every time this happens it makes your knees weak.
Matt notices you're cold before everyone around you does.
The low clattering of your teeth, the shivers running through your spine and the fact that your hands are freezing cold are signs that give you away pretty easily.
Except you don't think he noticed. At least not until his jacket wraps around your shoulder.
"No, Matt I'm fine, really-"
"No, baby. You're cold, let me take care of you."
He gives you no time to argue.
His lips press on your forehead as his hand comes up behind your head to hold you closer, while the other one places firm and warm on your waist.
He's always so attentive when it comes to you.
Always so loving and gentle in a way no one had ever been.
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