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General Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017) Relationship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock Character: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock Additional Tags: fratt week free day/amnesty day, sequel to why'd you have to go and give yourself away Words: 2505 Summary: They stay like that for awhile, Matt wrapped in Frank’s arms on a rooftop. “Can we go home now?” Matt says again, pressing the words against Frank’s neck, “please?” “No punching out muggers tonight?” Frank asks him. “The streets are quiet.” Frank doubts that anything is ever quiet, for Matt. “Quiet enough,” Matt amends.

Part 2 of heaven forbid you end up alone and don't know why !

“Papyrus?” Papyrus turned to see Dymo in a beautiful red prom dress, standing underneath his nose. 

He gulped. “Uh, h-hey, Dymo.”

“Hey.” She said flashing him a smile. Then, looking around in confusion, she asked “Where’s your date?”

Now it was Papyrus’ turn to be confused. “What date?”

“Your prom date! Duh.”

“I uh, don’t, really have a date.” Papyrus said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Dymo’s eyes were wide when she asked “You don’t?” 

“Nope.”

Dymo cursed internally. Papyrus was the only one that she would consider going to prom with, but she had been so sure that Papyrus had already had a date, when really he could’ve been her date this whole time! Well, Dymo thought, no use crying over spilled milk. Might as well make the best out of the situation. With that thought, Dymo looked up at Papyrus and asked “So I know this is a little late, but... Do you wanna go to prom with me?”

Papyrus looked startled for a moment, but then a wide grin spread over his face, his gold tooth glinting in the multicolored lights. “I thought you’d never ask.” And that’s the story of how Dymo asked Papyrus to prom.

Teen And Up Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017) Relationship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock Character: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Claire Temple, David "Micro" Lieberman Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Pining, Dreams, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Medical Inaccuracies, Enemies to Friends, Courtship, Team Up, Dreams to Reality Words: 8704 Summary: When Matt Murdock begins appearing in Frank Castle's dreams, Frank is understandably disturbed. Eventually, he comes to terms with this development and its implications, even as he decides not to act on his discovery. Unfortunately, fate (or Frank's unconscious) has other plans.

General Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017) Relationship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock Character: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock Additional Tags: faith and repentance and compromise and how it affects their relationship, fratt week prompt soul, established relationship ish, like they don't know what it is but they work together and have sex Words: 2691 Summary: “What’re you thinkin’ about?” Frank asks finally, because yes, it’s nice, but he’s also been quiet for a little while, and when Matt’s quiet but still awake, it means he’s deep in conversation in his own head. “You won’t like it.” Matt says it like it’s a brush off, like that’s where the conversation will end. “Try me.” “You’ll laugh, or fight, and I don’t want to argue tonight.” His voice is quiet, resigned, and Frank looks down to see the play of moonlight in his dark hair, the way it lights up his skin, pale where it’s not covered in bruises. --- In which Matt worries about Frank's soul.

Explicit No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017) Relationship: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock Character: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock Words: 1856 Summary: Red’s flesh is so pale, he thinks, in some small part of his mind that is quiet. It’s dark, in this hour nearer to daybreak than to midnight, and the only light comes in from the stupid fucking billboard that Frank hates most nights. But tonight, he doesn’t mind it, the soft blues and purples of the light. He wonders if the shadows on Matt’s skin are from bruises or shadows from the uneven lighting.

Quill’s first date with Red.

Quill mindlessly kicked her legs back and forth over the edge of the pier, low-key checking herself out in the reflection of the ocean below her. She was wearing a space-patterned skirt, a black shirt, and combat boots. She looked good, at least, she thought so, hopefully her date would too. “Hey there, Sweetcheeks.” Quill looked up to see the face of a grinning skeleton looking back down at her. 

“Hay is for horses.” She replied tartly. 

Sans snorted as Quill stood up, dusting herself off. “Alright Quill. So what is there to do at this pier you’ve been braggin’ about?” 

Quill stared incredulously at her date. “You’re kidding right?” She asked. “We’re at the Navy Pier in Chicago. There’s literally tons of things to do.”

“Yeah?” Sans said. “Prove it.”

“I will.” Quill then turned on her heel and marched forward, Sans trailing behind her. When he saw where she was leading him however, he immediately began grumbling. 

“A boat ride?” He said incredulously. “That’s the first thing on you’re list?” 

Quill glanced behind her. “If you don’t complain for the entire ride then we can get hot dogs after.” 

“...Deal.”

One boat ride and three hot dogs later(Sans said he deserved an extra one because Quill took every opportunity to splash him with water), Quill and Sans are wandering around the pier. Quill insists that if they walk for long enough, soon enough they’ll find something interesting. Sans thinks Quill is full of shit. But sure enough, Quill stops and grins. Turning to Sans, she points in front of them and says “Let’s do that next.”

Sans raises a browbone and asks “Amazing Chicago Funhouse Maze?”

“Yep!” Quill replies happily. “Come on it’ll be fun!” She says as she drags Sans to the maze.

It was fun; for Quill at least. Sans, who had just eaten two street-vendor hot dogs did not fair so well. Thankfully, he didn’t actually throw up, but by the time they left, he was not in the best of moods. Quill, who by now felt a little bad, suggested they go on the Ferris Wheel, figuring it would be relaxing. “Yeah, because going in a circle isn’t what got me into this in the first place.” Sans snarked.

“You can sit down.” Quill pointed out.

“...Alright let’s go.” 

Sans had to admit, the Ferris Wheel was relaxing, not to mention how cool it was to see everything from up so high. Quill noticed Sans enjoying the view and asked “So I guess you didn’t have a completely terrible time huh?”

“Yeah, well...” Sans replied. “I guess it helps that I’m in good company.” Quill grinned at the implied compliment, and without any warning, leaned forward and planted a kiss on Sans cheek. Sans was stunned for a moment, then he got a mischievous look on his face, and said “Heh. I think you missed there Sweetheart. Here, let me help you out...” With that, Sans cupped Quill’s cheek with one hand and landed a surprisingly soft kiss on her lips. Quill smiled into it, thinking to herself: Nope. Not terrible at all.

SaturnChild participated but... secretly ;-) your admin didn’t see them when they were published ^_^;; here is their third fic for FW3!