#matthewmurdock

[English isnt my first language,so the grammar kinda sucks,sorry!]

TLDR; After protecting Karen Page from an attempt on her life,an injured Matt crawled back to his saviour and doctor,Maria-A vampire with psychic abilities to patch him up,their history extensive.

The rain hit the windows of the small New York apartment heavily,the sound of the cumbersome droplets sounding like small rocks hitting the glass hidden behind the white curtains hanging above them. A small light turned on above the oven in the kitchen not far away from the fire escape and balcony lit the open living room as small shuffly footsteps were audible-and the sound of teeth being brushed; A short figure with orange wavy hair was walking up and down the hallway in a white night gown,their footsteps soft as they seemed to be bringing stuff from one room to another,some sort of small items.

Suddenly,the sound of one of the window near the fire escape being flown open made the girl jump,her eyes widening at the distinct smell of blood that she never the better recognised in an instant. Matt. Maria threw her toothbrush in the bathroom sink as she walked over to the man that crawled through her window,bleeding,his shirt cut open and wounds dripping with the fresh red liquid the vampiric creature struggled to deny her need to indulge in,his whimpers and groans of agony taking more space in her mind rather than the hunger that burned inside her stomach and chest. Without a second thought her hands grabbed onto his arm and shoulder,holding him up as his blood sunk into the white fabric of her weaved night gown,her hand coming to touch his face gently,removing the black blindfold covering his eyes.

“You seriously need to learn how to knock…” She whispered to him softly as she lead him towards her couch,her fangs aching as she inhaled the sour and musky scent on his blood,the droplets leaving a trail on the hardwood floor as he plopped down on the soft cushions,growling between clenched teeth as he held his side,the knife wound burning with the flames of hell.

“I will try next time.” He said out of breathe,his lips twitching into an ever so small smirk,his eyes starring in the general direction of the red haired vampire as she adjust his legs onto the coffee table in front of the couch,her hands covered in his essence as she took a few moments to stare at the red palms,her pupils dilating before she snapped her hands down next to her body.

“Goodness,Matt…what has happened this time?” Maria sighed,her feet carrying her to her kitchen where she took out a medkit full of supplies and a small pocket knife out the nearby drawer,her hand floating over the open drawer where a bigger knife rested,her nose scrunching in anger as she bit down on her lower lips,her fangs drawing blood before retracting back into her hurting gums,the slam of the drawer signaling her return to the couch.

“Karen Page. Someone tried to kill her,I got there just in time.” He answered,his hands coming down to the seams of his shirt as he felt the cold nails of the vampire pull at the fabric to tell him to take his shirt off,his muscles tensing as he moved with her in tandem to remove the destroyed black shirt that covered what was left of his unharmed skin.

“Arent you a hero.” Maria replied sarcastically,her claws moving down his abdomen slowly as she starred at the laid out situation before her eyes,her eyes closing for a moment before the click of the medkit opening brought Matts attention to her scent,the…scent of death and decay,in her body, always alerted him that shes been starving herself,or forgetting to feed. She always did that,her and her morals of not feeding.

“I wouldnt call myself th-Argh!” The man recoiled in pain as a cold cotton ball with rubbing alchohol hit the wound on his side,his hand grabbing onto her shoulder as he closed his eyes,taking fast and shortened breaths to calm his racing adrenaline and deepened discomfort.

“I know…I know…Just stay with me.” She shushed him with a comforting tone,her hand coming to touch his face,her thumb rubbing his cheek as she patted the area around the wound ever so gently,his heart calming down as her psychic abilities eased his mind,his muscles growing more relaxed from the touch.

“The guy threw us out of a window.” Matt informed his companion,a chuckle coming from the red heads lips as she seemed to be amused at the idea of him being flung out of a window.

“So thats why youre cut in all the strange places,youve stolen my exit.” Maria joked,her hand coming off his cheek as she grabbed the pocket knife off the table,quickly slashing her palm open-dripping her blood across the open cut on his side,the blood bubbling instantly as it began to coagulate around the wound.

His head turned to the side,resting on the backrest of the couch as he removed his feet off the coffee table,pushing the table forward and placing his boots on the ground,his body sliding down into a better position as his legs moved apart,spreading comfortably; “You have not eaten for a while,have you?” Matt asked.

“My feeding has nothing to do with the current situation we’re in right now,Mr Murdock.” She replied to him with a scolding tone,quickly patching his wound with a white bandage and moving onto the next,the sizzling of her blood coagulating his wounds and numbing the pain filled the quiet living room dancing alongside the sound of the pouring rain outside,making the barely lit apartment feel like a refuge from the New York night.

After all his cuts and wounds were bandaged and tapped,she cleaned his face with a wet cloth,letting him lay down on the sofa,pillows fluffed and a blanket near if he needed it,his boots resting in the corner of the living room as he laid there,Maria busy cleaning the small blood droplets on the floor; His eyes were starring up at the ceiling absentmindedly,his breathing soft as he listened to her move around.

“Can I throw these in the wash?” Maria asked as she held his pants in her hand,her other hand resting on her hip. “They’re soaked and smell horrible.”

“Hah-” He snorted,a smile on his face. “Go ahead,if you promise theyll be dry by tomorrow.”

“Yeah,yeah.” She waved him off,walking into her bathroom and putting the wet pants in the washer,turning it on and forgetting about it as soon as she returned to his side,kneeling down next to him on the floor,starring at his face as she rested her cheek on her hand,listening to his heart beat and following his blood in his veins as his body worked to heal his injuries. “Im worried about you,you know?”

“You are?” Matt moved his hand off his stomach down to grab her hand,the one resting next to his ribs,his fingers wrapping around the cold skin as his thumb felt over the crevices and dips of her palm. “You shouldve washed your hands,not waste a good night gown on me.” He said tenderly,knowing she rubbed her hands clean on her clothes to not waste anytime patching him up,the sense of his dried blood on her now almost healed cut palms making him feel ever so guilty.

“Didnt have time to wash my hands…” Marias head moved to rest down on her forearm on the edge of the couch,her hair touching his arm as he rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.

They sat there quietly for a while,the man seemed lost in thought as he held her hand,the vampire on the other hand just enjoyed the silence his presence and touch brought her,not having to wear her gloves to keep people out of her head was a welcome event anytime it happened,even if rarely,it helped the voices in her mind to settle. She slowly raised her head up from her arm when she felt Matt bring her wrist up to his mouth,kissing the purple veins displayed before pulling her closer,her eyes widening.

“Youre hungry.” He explained,his hand coming to cup her face and head,the massive palm moving some of the curly orange hair away from her face as he looked at her figure.

“Matt…” She said hesitant,her chest heavy as she frowned,her lips turning downwards. “Youve lost enough blood,lets not do this tonight.”

“I owe you for patching me up.” He whispered to her,pulling her face closer to his. “Just enough to get through the night…I trust you.” Matt murmured against her lips as he felt those sharp canines brush over his lower lip.

Maria nodded,her face moving to his neck as she felt him craddle her head,massaging the back of her head lovingly as she dug her sharp teeth into his flesh,piercing his carotid and jugular. The feeling of his body going numb from the saliva making her dig more agressively,drinking just enough before pulling away,her lips and jaw covered in blood.

“Thats enough.” She said breathing heavily,her hand grabbing the edge of her nightgown and cleaning her mouth as she got up from the floor-walking to the kitchen and pouring a glass of cold water into a cup,bringing it to him alongside a piece of cloth to cover his neck.

“You could have taken more.” Matt said after sipping some of the water,pressing the cloth to his neck.

“I know. I just dont want to.” She grabbed the cup out his hand and placed it down onto the nearby coffee table before laying down ontop of him,her ear resting on his heart as her hand held the cloth to his neck,his arms coming to wrap around her bloody nightgown and figure.

“Im proud of your control.” He spoke into her hair before pressing a kiss to those orange locks,closing his eyes.

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Key:

Fluff - 💓

Angst - 💔

Angst with a happy ending

Trigger Warning ⚠️ (Suicide, Self-harm, etc)

Pissed off Michael " Mikey"

what if y/n is a teacher/nun in the church, and takes care of matt while he stays there post explosion. they get closer and eventually date, and y/n ends up pregnant. maggie argues with both of them and accidentally lets slip that she doesn't want y/n to live the same life that she did - because the murdock boys are the same

and thats how matt finds out who his mother is and y/n comforts him (awww)

sidenote: i'm just gonna stop asking anonymously lol

Part One:

hope ur ok - Olivia Rodrigo

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem reader Trigger Warning: if ur allergic to fluff then back away.

A teacher. You, a teacher?

Well, who could doubt it? you weren't that religious that you'd become a nun, but a teacher was a happy medium. Actually, you had never been to a church before, but you took the job offer when St.Agnes's was offering it... but truly you had always wanted to teach.

Teaching children was the equivalent to being the change. Truth was you were tired of complaining about the world, so you decided to do something about it.

You'd been a St.Agnes's for four years now. After getting your masters in education, you decided that staying in new york was the best option. Though, once you got you're first job-- thats when DareDevil decided to start playing around.

Your parents tried getting you to go back home, but-- what good were you going to do in (y/h/t)? teach the kids you grew up with and that's it? no. Yo New York you went and stayed

You hadn't prayed until He came to the church after the explosion. though, you didn't know it was a he because nobody every dared to mention his gender.

how would it feel? being blind and having no idea where you were at. It was a terrible two in one deal not a lot of people could deal with, especially for a group of older nuns who were ached and never had a day off.

today you allowed the kids to take the day off, along with the nuns, so it would just be you helping this mystery blind person for a day so that the sisters could get a rest.

It was what? five am when you walked in.

As you opened the door, the squeak woke Matt up, and so did you're footsteps. Though, he didn't recognize your scentl or the way you're weight shifted on the floorboards. his fiery vision was practically eliminated, so all he saw was a blank sheet of paper.

Once your eyes laid on him, you noticed that he was shirtless and sweating. He hadn't shaved in weeks, and his beard was nearly an inch long.

Your heart began to race as you got closer and laid your eyes on his tensed muscles. Though, you fixated your train of thought on the fact that he was sweating and obviously confused.

"Hello?" asked Matt as you got closer.

"Hi, yes, sorry-- are you hot? you're sweating."

"...I'm aware." said Matt with annoyance, "you're not Maggie."

"No, I am not." you firmly responded as you placed the bowl of water on the night stand, "Sister Maggie is taking a fast today from serving. Since you care so much, I am pleased to tell you that she will be back tomorrow."

"Thank god." whispered Matt with a sigh, "she doesnt give me a break."

"A break? who says I'm going to give you a break" you asked as you dipped the porcelain towel into the bowl of water.

"Your not?"

"why would I?" you asked as you sat on the wooden chair by his bed.

"Blind guy, just sitting here, what would you do with me?"

"Make you recite your times tables."

"intriguing." responded Matt as his de-focused eyes attempted to find your voice,

"why do you say that?" asked Matt as he felt you place the warm cloth over his chest.

"I'm a teacher, It's my job."

"you're a teacher." said Matt

As you stopped for a second, placing the cloth back into the water you asked, "you're surprised?"

"no, not surprised, just stunned."

"Stunned is a synonym for surprised."

as she squeezed the blood out of the rag, you looked over to Matt who was enjoying the argument, "I'm not stunned, surprised or astonished. Just, you don't sound like a teacher."

"well," you said as you placed the warm cloth back on his chest, and began to run it up his neck, "when you have to teach twenty five blind sixteen-year-olds how to read braille-- you learn to pick up on the attitude."

"you're a blind teacher?" asked Matt.

"you're full of questions."

"well, you're the teacher, so I'd expect you to have the answers."

Matt heard the muscles in your cheeks stretch as you replied in a lower tone, "To answer, you're question, yes. I am a blind teacher."

"what do you do?" asked Matt as he felt you press down on an area of his neck where he had stitches, "just braille?"

"everything." you responded as you removed the cloth and placed it on the side of the night stand, "chemistry, history, math, reading, writing-- social skills. Sometimes they teach me."

"they do?" asked Matt as he heard you open the drawer that was under the nightstand.

"well, --"

"Matthew, Matthew Murdock."

"Well, Matthew, I've never been blind. So, everyday I do get reminded how it feels to be blind. Like, I'd never thought a guy would dump his girlfriend just because she couldn't look at him."

his lips pressed into a fine line as you took out a black long sleeve from his drawer, you said, "I also get taught how some people are happy they can't see. I get to know the pleasure of somebody saying that they are happy they never have to see the face of their algebra 2 teacher again."

"i agree with that one." responded Matt with a laugh, "so," asked Matt as he heard you unfold the long sleeve, "what have I taught you teach?"

nicknames already?