#cuhster

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Matt kisses him, cupping his face with his hands, smelling like the floor of Josie's bar. Frank doesn't pull away just let's the other man explore his mouth before he huffs out a laugh. "Kiss me better, lazy fuck." Frank grabs him, pulling him close, getting tired of the soft kissing Matt's doing to him. He bites Matt's lip, tasting blood between their mouths now as he kisses him harder, letting his tongue roam in his mouth, feeling those fucking fangs with the tip of his tongue. There's no talking between them now, just their lips smacking and noisy breaths as Frank slowly starts moving his hand towards the top of Matt's head, nearing his horns.

( ACCEPTING ) send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below.bold for things i could definitely see or want,italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

MATT MURDOCK

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  / [your muse] is the good influence  /[your muse] is the bad influence  /[my muse] is the good influence  /[my muse] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /[your muse is mines] childhood crush  /[my muse is yours] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [from your muses side]/  unrequited [from my muses side]/  unrequited [from both sides]/  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple (IF they were to be one... i have a vision)  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]/  soulmates  [ literal ]/  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [on your muse]/  cheating [with your muse]/  passionate

FAMILIAL.     siblings [half]/  siblings [step]/[my muse] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /[my muse] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /[my muse] is a parental figure to yours  /[my muse] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /[your muse] is taken under mines wing  /[my muse] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

"this  isn't  personal.  you're  just  in  my  way." from Matthew

"It wasn't even my intention to be in your way, Devil."

He just so happened to be at the right place, at the worst time he could have possibly been. Targets had been eliminated, sure, but the fact now Daredevil stood in his way? That was a much bigger problem than one could expect. No where to run to, no where to hide, how was he supposed to get himself out of this situation, really? He had heard tales that almost no one got away from the other - which James felt would really test his abilities as a whole if it ended up in a fight. His tongue would dart out to wet his lips before he swallowed, covered eyes keeping their gaze upon the red suited man.

He wasn't someone that felt intimidated, or fear. But he sure felt uneasy in the moment.

"Look, I'm not here for a fight, far from it." The soldier began, his hand's grip upon his gun tightening. “I got what I came for, now I'll just leave too, sounds like a good deal, yeah?” Oh, far from it, considering he did just go after grunts of a high ranking company, just the encounter had turned sour and when that shit happened, whatever came out of it couldn't be helped. James wasn't one to outright kill unless he was given a solid reason, instead resorting into neutralizing people but if that didn't work, then he couldn't feel sorry about if bullets flew.

His fault for not getting out fast enough that no one could see him, though.

pocket   really   tries   their   hardest   to   keep   their   face   blank   and   unassuming   for   billy's   sake,   but   pocket   finds   themselves   grimacing   internally   as   he   continues   on   and   on   about   everything   * wrong   about   them   ⸺   and   they   were   * pretty   sure   they'd   never   met   before.   everything   in   their   mind   tells   them   to   walk   away,   to   disengage   themselves   like   they   did   every   time   they   stumbled   across   mina.

alas.

pocket   can't   help   themselves   ⸺   their   lip   curls   upwards   into   a   sneer   the   moment   billy   bends   down   to   meet   their   own   height   ⸺   there   were   a   lot   of   things   pocket   wanted   to   tell   him   about   his   words   and   his   actions,   but   the   driving   point   home   was   simply   that   it   * aggravated   them.

❝ this   is   * not   a   ' nepo   baby   rebellion '.   you   act   like   you   know   * everything   and   that   you're   above   * everyone,   but   your   facts   aren't   even   right.   i   don't   care.   whatever.   i   don't   have   to   explain   myself   to   you. ❞

tone   grinds   out   like   nails   upon   a   chalkboard   ⸺   it's   clearly   getting   to   them,   * embarrassingly   so   ( they   * hoped   it   would   cause   their   father   to   clutch   his   chest;   they   were   such   a   disappointing   heir ),   and   it   causes   pocket's   shoulders   to   raise   in   defense.

pocket   doesn't   ⸺   can't   focus   on   the   actual   * merit   of   the   conversation,   simply   stuck   on   that   one   * little   thing   that   billy   was   so   obviously   doing   to   annoy   them.   fuck!   it   was   infuriating   that   it   was   * working,   too. 

❝ stop   that.   you're   not   that   much   taller   than   me. ❞

@cuhster; continued from here.

it was her idea, turned off her phone for the foreseeable future and spend her time with loved ones ... not a huge crowd, for now consisting of james, alpine and liho. the space of james' watertank-turned-safe house is cramped as hell, alpine being generous enough to share with liho even though she's not particularly used to lend her toys ( or her owner ) to anyone ever. it does give natasha time to cool off nonetheless, redirect her energy into something a little more normal than usual - the family she never quite allows herself to have let alone address as such when she knows connections are so fragile.

"yeah?" a smile forms on black tinted lips, overgrown bangs falling off when head lowers to look at her own plate. she leans just about when james rounds the table, open palm under spoonful of food so it doesn't fall off. "mhm. it is good," she'll have to ask laura about the takeaway spot she got this food from, maybe natasha could find a recipe to recreate at home sometime. "try one of these," hers is way more traditional and reliable - beef filled pelmeni has been a comfort food of natasha for decades, trying some at whatever new city she is has basically become an habit by now.

"don't be ridiculous. let me look," she doesn't even actually wait for james to stop acting tough for no reason, free hand gently shooing the cats away so she has more space to set the first aid equipment. "you always say this then it gets infected," it's not that there's something wrong with him - their healing factors have major differences, and natasha can't really do much about it aside for taking care of him at best of her capabilities.

"did you put something in it?" sounds fair to know rather than start pulling and accidentally blow up the entire apartment. either way, as james' head shakes no, relief washes over natasha's features and hands begin to work their magic. "gonna sting a bit, you know the drill already," doesn't mean she won't try to be the gentlest she can throughout the process of cleaning, taking out pieces of glass and sewing.

         she  had  been  seeing  a  new  guy,  and  she  was  already  been  going  out  with  him  for  a  small  while,  this  being  their  fourth  date;  the  guy  had  kissed  her  on  the  porch  of  her  building,  and  karen  had  reciprocated,  and  as  he  left,  she  went  back  inside  her  building  with  a  little  smile  on  her  lips.          as  she  entered  her  bedroom  and  took  off  her  heels,  she  heard  a  voice  that  startled  her.  there  he  was,  sitting  on  the  windowsill  of  her  bedroom.  he  was  in  full  costume,  but  the  mask  was  off,  and  the  words  he  told  her  made  her  brows  furrow.  ❝  you  don't  know  him,  matt,  he's  a  really  nice  guy..  at  least  he  tries  to  deserve  me,  you  never  have.  ❞ 

         she  sighed,  crossing  her  arms  against  her  chest.  ❝  wh—why  are  you  here?  do  you  think  it's  fair  that  when  i  try  to  move  on  from  you,  you  spy  on  me  and  tell  me  no  one  deserves  me?  do  you?  because  i  don't  understand!  i've  been  waiting  for  you  for  years,  and  now,  when  i  try  to  just  see  you  as  a  friend,  you  appear  at  my  window,  telling  me  this..  decide,  you  want  me  or  do  you  not?  because  i'm  tired  of  this..  ❞

       ⁺ ‧͙  ⊹♡  ˚˖· ⬦ ‧͙ @cuhster  𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠  ❛  jealous, fiercely protective & territorial  ❜  ⸻  𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 *𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒.