#Daredevil Shipping Circle

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Daredevil Shipping Circle meme. Fill it out with your interests by drawing a colored line between characters. [Example]

[neonbrutalism]

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Ship Comics!MattFoggy (Part 1)

Hello My MattFoggy Friends.

Are you sad about Daredevil: Born Again more than likely not including Foggy? Do you agree that he is so crucial to Daredevil and also he and Matt are married?

Then let me introduce you to ... the Daredevil comic! Because if you thought Matt and Foggy were married in the show, wait until you read the comic.

One thing I hear a lot is that there's almost 60 years of Daredevil comics, way too much complicated history and detail and you can't be expected to read all that. And to that I say... correct. And you're not expected to. I myself have not read all of volume 1 nor parts of volume 2, 5 or almost any of 6/7.

You just gotta pick what seems interesting. I like the Waid Run! I started there and have picked and chosen other runs. Nobody actually expects you know the complete history of the characters. It doesn't matter! Did Matt dad die before or after he met Foggy? Did they go to Columbia or Harvard? How old are they? How long did Matt and Elektra date?

The answer: who cares? Not even the comic writers can keep that straight. Just go with what you want to happen! Nobody is going to call you out. If you want dead characters alive, go for it! If you want to import characters from the MCU into your fic, please feel free! It's a 60 year soap opera. Do want you want. If you really want to know, just read a wiki summary.

If anyone gets weird or salty in your comments … that person is making some very weird choices. Do not engage. Good God, it's a fanfic. Do whatever you want. Just reply "lol, yikes" and move on. I am 35 years old and I am giving you grown-up with a job in an office adult permission to do that!

The major differences between the comic and the show are:

Matt is a redhead. Matt having red hair is pretty much the only difference that remains constant. Everything else is different and changeable writer-to-writer. Except early in Volume 5, when he was drawn to look like Charlie Cox and the miniseries between 5 and 6 where in some issues, everyone was copied from the Netflix show and it was weird.

Anyway:

Foggy's hair is usually short but he has 1990s anime girl bangs like Sailor Moon. If you like long-hair Foggy, sure, he can grow it out! He's sometimes blonde.

In earlier runs, Matt is sometimes shown to have been blinded as a teenager, 14 to 16. In more recent runs, he was a child like he was in the show.

Jack Murdock died when Matt was either in college or in law school, either before or after he met Foggy. It changes depending on the writer. He's also been written as dying only a few years after Matt was blinded.

Matt doesn't just have enhanced senses... He has an entirely new, unique sense, radar sense, that functions separately from his other senses. I don't know how. So, if he loses his hearing, he can still understand the world around him.

Stick trained Matt and once, pushed him off a building but didn't abandon Matt until he was in college. Comics Matt doesn't quite have the abandonment issues Netflix Matt has. He has a whole lot of other ones.

Matt wasn't crushed by Midland Circle. But he DID basically die in the storyline Born Again and have to be nursed back to health by Maggie.

Matt's not actually very religious in the comic. He was raised Catholic and he gets more religious when he's especially distressed (and due to inspiration from the show) but for the most part, he is not a very devout Catholic. However, in volume 6 and volume 7, he is (but it's kind of a weird ninja cult way idk i'm trying not to editorialize in this)

Foggy's class. In the show, he is from a lower-middle class family that loves him and Matt. In the comics, Foggy's family is very wealthy and they are pretty disappointed in Foggy. His birth mother, Rosalind Sharpe, is a huge asshole and hates her son and Matt both, but has tried to use them in the past for her own gain.

They're both huge nerds. Foggy's supposedly "cool" in the show but he is not, I assure you, in the comics. Comics!Foggy almost certainly cannot recognize a Taylor Swift song. Comics!Matt likes experimental jazz. I want to give them both swirlies.

What if you want to write comics-verse with Butcher Shop Foggy and Religious Matt? Then do it! It's fine! It's a big multiverse!

I just want my MattFoggy friends to have content.

Now on the downside, as this comic's been going on for a while, Matt (and other characters) are kind of assholes to Foggy about his weight. I ignore that bit. As with all comics, you have to ignore some shitty stuff sometimes because it all varies writer-to-writer.

Anyway, you came here for some MattFoggy Married Evidence, right?

Okay, here we go, presented with the help of my friend @froggynelson and all my chums on Discord and the Avacados in Love server...

In no particular order, a small selection of Matt and Foggy being in love.

One time, Matt got possessed by a demon and Foggy free-climbed a castle to rescue him. He is the only person able to get through to Matt to help save him. Shadowlands is otherwise, unfortunately, bad.

Something else from Volume 1 is that Matt was supposed to be the better lawyer of the two of them. Of course, since then, everyone's agreed Foggy is the better lawyer. But really, they're better together than either of them are apart. (This is the bit that made me think "oh they're GAY gay")

In volume 3 and 4, Foggy had cancer. Matt gave up his (already compromised) secret identity and moved to California in order to help him.

It was extremely sad!!

They had to fake Foggy's death!

He got better :)

Now Tumblr's post editor is chugging at this point, so please join me in part 2 - The Quest for More MattFoggy.

[huntershowl]

SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?

tough to answer for an oc, but i'm gonna be honest, the oldest ride-or-die slowburn ship has been @tewwor's litho and i'll always be a little bit obsessed with him & seph.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

uhhh obviously when one muse is a minor. other than that, i feel like... it depends so hard. if we're talking two adult humans, 10 yrs is fine as long as one of the muses is over like 25? generally the older the younger person is the less i'm bothered by an age gap. like if the younger person is in their 30s/40s/50s it's not a huge deal anymore. also obviously long lifespans/immortality are generally exempt as long as the other muse is ALSO AN ADULT.

as y'all can see by the list further down, seph's age ranges WILDLY between verses, timelines and dynamics (anywhere from a young teen to early 30s). i always try to keep her age relatively close to the ship partner's!

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFT?

i'd play it as safe as possible and say as soon as things progress past a passionate makeout session SKJDHJKDHS

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

YES BIG TIME.... seph is such a difficult character to ship with. i LOVE shipping so i do have a decent amount of them on this blog, but it always requires chemistry, plotting, and a Lot of patience and toughness on the partner's part to deal with all the ABSOLUTE FUCKSHIT that comes with choosing to stay by her side.

WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?

current: @tewwor — litho, jie & ricochet (polycule), lior & adal (polycule) @crowshoots — jesper @crowgreeds — kaz @vsagis — izuku (potential/future) @sevenbulletsavior — karen (potential/future) god i hope i'm not — forgetting anyone, please forgive me if so past: peaky blinders — tommy shelby daredevil — matt murdock arcane — silco (older verse obvi), vi (younger verse obvi) several OCs over the years. <3

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

IS THAT NOT CONSIDERED NORMAL???

ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

i am Obsessed. i've just made it so fucking difficult for myself YWHDSDHDSJ

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

n/a

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?

just write & plot w me!! and if the vibe is there, we can chat about it! please always feel free to ask about it — as i said, i'm ship Obsessed (and love attention <3) so even if i don't feel the vibe, i'm still so happy to be reached out to.

generally, the types of people seph has the most romantic chemistry with are:

powerful crime boss types (tendency toward either healthy or toxic devotion. guard dog archetype. she would bare her throat to them)

equally angry, mean or violent mfers who oppose them at first (fight fight fight!!!! learn about each other!!! bonding!!!! look in the mirrors that are their eyes!!!! literary foils!!!!!! AAAAA!!!! forced proximity!!! enemies to lovers!!! so so many fun tropes here)

generally, conflict drives chemistry for seph! her brain's so fucked up man. so characters she sees as an equal in some way a++

other things that help: pre-established relationships (like childhood pals) when seph was younger/generally before hellhound, so that they know for a fact she didn't use to be a monster. "what happened to you." extreeeeemely juicy shit. / being part of the unseen's inner circle, which lends itself to trust / being her employer, which lends itself to loyalty.

tagged by : stoled from @noquirks <3

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York Household: Chapter 8, Part 4

Time for my first in game high school graduation! Time to find out if it's worth it or everything just glitches to infinity and beyond. Deanna attempts to get a tan and Kelly spends time avoiding homework.

Snowball fight, check. Snowpals, check. Snow angels, check. Ice Skating, check. While Calista has high fitness skill Aaron has spent more time skating so can practice tricks out on the ice.

More of Aaron skating circles around the rest of the family.

Back home Kelly decided to warm up by riding his bike around. He seems to be turning in to a bit of a daredevil. Meanwhile Deanna got on to practicing her valedictorian speech

Deanna: We know why we have all come today... no. We know why we have spawned for... no. I am delighted to... Urgh

Aaron: I talked to her

Calista: And

Aaron: She wants to give Paris a home. I mean how can we disapprove of that without being in the wrong

Calista: I suppose. But amore what if-

Aaron: If anything goes wrong, we'll be right here to help. She told me we have to give her the room to make mistakes

Calista: I'll try not to worry I guess. Paris is a sweet girl, it’s not as if she’s a bad influence

Aaron: It's not like she's going to get her pregnant either

Graduation time! I think in future I'll see if I can play this separately to what appears on the calendar because... yeah things did not go smoothly, and the sims I wanted there didn't show up. Deanna got a moodlet for epic speech but the rest of the family had a boring speech moodlet...

Paris jumped on the stage, this should probably not be allowed... Kelly had fun finding some random background sims to terrorise. The other students who officially "graduated" all went before Deanna, but I suppose it could have been alphabetical. I tried to get her done first but no luck.

Paris: How did you know you were ready to move in with Samir

Reece: I didn't

Paris: Some genius

Reece: I just mean, he loves me and needs me there so it was really a no brainer

Paris: Well I do love Deanna, and I know she loves me...

Reece: So you're hesitating because why

Paris: It's tricky

Reece: This third party observer thinks you two are cute together

Paris: Oh we are absolutely cute together, that's not in question

Reece: Then what is in question

Paris: I guess I just don't know if I'm ready to start forever

Reece: Meaning

Paris: If I move in then we could be together like forever

Reece: And that's not a good thing?

Paris: I worry, do I even know who I am outside of being with Deanna

Reece: You seem young for an identity crisis

Paris: Maybe. I do want forever, a big house filled with grandkids, true love. But how can I know it's true you know

Reece: Talk to her about it, you need to be able to communicate

Paris: You're right. Maybe you're a partial genius

After a billion zillion years Deanna finally is called to get her diploma. Why are we high-tening the principal holding our diploma? Do you want it to get crumpled??? And of course the standard cap throw.

Middle of the night and Kelly wakes up with an evil smile. he hops out of bed and declares he's entering a picky eater phase. Mantis says, bloody hell dramatic much dude.

Deanna has an early morning jog while Kelly tries salad.

Kelly: What the duck is this

Aaron: Kelly!

Kelly: Why is there oil in this ship

Aaron: Watch your language. It's called dressing

Kelly: Well it tastes like poop

Aaron: Lot of experience with that huh

Kelly: Shut up pa

Aaron: Kelly! Timeout!

Aaron needs to use an archive for his work today so he and Deanna head to the recreation centre in Tartosa for the first time. I really tried with the lighting when I built it, but despite no lights being anywhere near Deanna her skin still lights up while Aaron looks normal.

Tamika: The hell are you doing

Deanna: Trying to get a tan

Tamika: With no clothes on

Deanna: It's not like kids are out of school

Tamika: You're doolally

Deanna: We can't all be born with the perfect shade of skin like you

Tamika: It is totally perfect

Deanna: Just be lookout a little bit

Tamika: That high confidence you have is ridiculous

Deanna: It's not like anyone will take pictures, we'll be fine

Tamika: What if your pa sees

Deanna: He doesn't see anything when he's working

Tamika: What if the bartender looks

Deanna: I'm sure she's seen crazier stuff in her line of work

Back home a freshly tanned Deanna hangs out the washing. I love how it actually gave her a reddish shade as if her pale self did actually get somewhat burnt. She takes time to test Gerald, second of his name. He doesn't say anything interesting this time.

Kelly once again neglects his homework and school project, choosing instead to calls his friends, play with toys, and bike around the place. Deanna tries to build some parts and despite reaching level 2 robotics, still hits her head with the hammer.

Poor Calista woke up in the middle of the night having had a bad dream. Then after managing to get back to sleep, she has another, resulting in being very scared. She tries online therapy while Kelly takes the opportunity to have what he wants for breakfast, cupcakes over salad.

Community centre time again. Deanna meets up with Noe this time to have a kick about. Aaron is meant to meet prospective clients but runs into best mate Harvey instead. How come sims bond well when playing soccer, even if they get hit in the face, but football practice is so destructive? Make it make sense EA

Paris: Hey babe, got time for a movie

Deanna: I fried myself earlier so yes

Paris: You did what?

Deanna: It was a minor electrical shock, so long as I don't tinker for the rest of the day I'll be fine

Paris: You have to take better care of yourself

Deanna: Isn't that your job

Paris: True

Aaron: We've got to talk about this picky eater phase

Kelly: I said I was sorry for snapping at you over salad

Aaron: You didn't actually

Kelly: That you heard. I don't want to talk now

Aaron: Kelly, sit back down and listen

Kelly: Why

Aaron: Do you want to be grounded and not have friends over

Kelly: This is stupid

Aaron: I hear you neglected your school project, again

Kelly: It was boring

Aaron: How do you know if you didn't try

Kelly: I just do

Aaron: Well you can sit here and "just do" your homework

Kelly: Or what

Aaron: Or no friends over

Kelly: Fine. But a B isn't a failure pa

Kelly: You know how I'm your favourite

Anya: Are you trying to get me to kill you, I said keep it to yourself

Kelly: Want to swap friendship bracelets? We can be bracelet buddies forever

Anya: Fine but only cause you're desperate

Kelly: Boom! Swapped!

Anya: Up top bracelet buddy

Calista has a day working from home and has to give an inspirational speech. Who stops by but an as normal irate Ava (Tamika's mum, Noe's step-mum). I'm sure we're bound to fail but Calista pulls it off and gets Ava smiling.

Previous Part ... Next Part

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desk dispatch (early May 2023)

writing desk updates from your pal reddy

desk status: under control (patches of the desk's surface are visible, and the stacks do not exceed 3 inches in height = manageable but in the middle of some things)

General notes from April:

I used April's camp NaNo (NaNoWriMo=national novel writing month, which is in November. Camp NaNo is for self-set goals and is held in April and July) to work on an outline! I outlined the Petra/Sylvain fic, and I wrote about 10k >_> the outline is mostly there, but there are a few sections in the middle that could use some more attention

I finally succeeded in winning the "write every day" achievement for (camp) NaNo!!!!!

I posted "Place" in April which is an Adopted!Hilda AU. If you're reading this post, you probably saw at least one of the eleventybillion promos I scheduled for the fic. (five. It was five.) I started that fic in 2020, so it feels great to post it

What's in the can: NOTHING. I have nothing lined up to post. But...

The Leonie fan anthology (AKA Sunflower: A Leonie Fanzine) is shipping/has shipped! I have a fic in that one, and I hope that soonish I'll be able to post that fic to AO3 :) That piece is titled "not a circle, but a spiral"

I am poking the Leonie/Lorenz SciFi AU again. In a fit of productivity, I re-outlined the thing and I hope to poke the draft itself soon.

I wrote and edited 3k of thoughts on pronouns and personhood in the book Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie. When I finally hit post on that, you'll see it on my book blog @reddy-reads but I might also bump it over here because why not. embarrassment is for other people. (disclaimer: not every blog on tumblr with "reddy" in the name is connected to me, i promise)

Miscellaneous thoughts: outlining

I might... love... outlining? To be determined. But it felt so good to work on the Petra/Sylvain outline, and it felt good to work on the SciFi AU outline. So IF these fics actually get written, then I might never go back to my no-outline ways.

What I liked about it: it was so satisfying to think about all the parts of the story and how they were supposed to fit together. It was useful to be able to plan out which characters would show up when and where. It was useful (but often felt bad) to realize that certain scene ideas I had weren't working (usually because there wasn't enough concept there). It was SO much easier to go "wait this isn't working" after only writing a few sentences instead of pages and pages. It was much easier to go "oh I need to introduce X earlier" in an outline than after writing (and posting!!!) whole chapters. It feels good to have a plan about where the story goes and how it reaches the ending.

Outlining (it's new to me): My other multichapter fics ("all things considered could be worse" in Netflix!Daredevil fandom, and of course the "Pull It Together" duology) were written without an outline! I knew generally what I wanted to happen and how the ending should feel, but I didn't know how I was going to get from A to Z.

(Actually... those fics BOTH started as oneshot responses to prompts on kinkmemes... and... the Petra/Sylvain fic was inspired by a post on a kinkmeme, and it was originally conceived as a oneshot. So, uh, credit for finally recognizing a pattern!)

Why I'm finally trying outlining: I've become increasingly aware that I have limited time and energy. I wish I didn't. I wish I felt limitless, but the last few year-or-so has just taught me that I only have so much bandwidth. (Which is a good lesson, even/especially if it's not really welcome.) So since I'm admitting that I have limited time and energy, why shouldn't I help myself spend more time doing what I enjoy (writing!) and less time doing what I dislike (not writing because I'm stuck). So that's part of why I have this fresh interest in outlining.

The other thing about outlining is that--well Leonie and Lorenz's stories were fundamentally pretty simple. The Matt & Foggy (Daredevil again) story was even simpler because it was a slice of life. It was hard to get truly lost there. The Petra/Sylvain story needs to fit together a little more precisely, and that means prewriting. AKA writing the whole thing, then editing and posting. I'm not looking forward to giving up my post-as-you-go ways, but maybe I'll end up loving it.

The last part of the "why suddenly outline and prewrite" puzzle is a little... uh... it's a little sensitive. I have ideas about Petra and Brigid that I want to express, but the themes involved (colonialism/imperialism) are delicate. I want to give myself the option of really thinking it through & maybe even getting an extra set of eyes on it before putting it out on the whole internet to see.

So that's why I haven't been posting as much. I'm cooking up something big, I hope people will like it.

Final goodies

Fic rec: Ruu has written a Leonie/Lorenz fic called "Of Conduct, Of Manners." The Jane Austen influence wafts off the page. It updates regularly, and the whole thing is already written :D :D :D

Writing podcasts: I like the writing podcast "Writing Excuses" and "Fiction Writing Made Easy with Savannah Gilbo."

Media podcasts: I still adore "Be the Serpent." It's on hiatus but they have an extensive back catalogue. I got so many great media recommendations from them.

Writing essays: I enjoyed Diane Duane's blog post about her outlining style and approach. I used her "grocery shopping list" and it really helped me build my outline's backbone.

Writing essay 2: A discord pal shared this post with me, which helped me get past an outlining block. The bit about "stop writing scenes you don't want to write" was the magic ingredient for me.

Meal Idea: Vegetarian sushi bowl. Make some rice, season it into sushi rice. Add all the yummy veggies you want. Eat and enjoy. (I made the sushi rice, but then I mixed some riced cauliflower into it for extra bonus veggies. For topping I did avocado w a sprinkle of soy sauce, finely cut carrot, Japanese pickles [cucumber and ginger], and edamame. I also had nori to wrap it as I ate because I loooove seaweed.)

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about:

This is a sideblog, and I follow back from my main @grimmusings. Please direct IMs there, since it's easier for me to keep all my messages on one blog. It's also easier to start interactions with me there, where I regularly post open starters and meme prompts. For a full list of rules, see my main. Honesty hour questions will largely be answered IC and treated as anonymous unless signed by a muse.

All details vary based on verse, but in general I follow MCU Daredevil's and Defenders' history and timeline for Elektra, with comic connections added as needed. For most verses, I'm working from the assumption that, like Matt, she survived Midland Circle, given that her body was never found.

wanted connections:

This is by no means a comprehensive list, and I can roll with most muses as far as basic interactions. I’m happy to ship Elektra with other Marvel characters and OCs/fandom crossovers based on chemistry, but unless they’re on my OTP list, they need plotting and interaction first. There is never any pressure to ship with me, even if they’re on my list.

OTPs: Matt Murdock, Wade Wilson Possible Ships: Foggy Nelson, Karen Page, Frank Castle, Logan Howlett, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes NOTPs: n/a Family: Happy to play against Elektra's canon (Matt Natchios, Rina Logan) or OC kids Other: Give her some more assassin friends pls

default verses:

canon (+/-): Any events that take place during the Daredevil or Defenders shows. If it's post-Defenders, Elektra survives the collapse of Midland Circle and struggles to reconcile her memories as Elektra Natchios with her new identity as the Black Sky.

mom!verse: Any AU where Elektra has canon or OC children, or where she helps Matt raise his (e.g., Mapone Murdock).

multiverse!madness: Various comics universes collide, whether Marvel/DC/etc. have always existed on the same Earth, or other-dimension shenanigans are at work. Duplicate friendly!

verses by request only:

I'm happy to write these, but since they're more specific AUs, I don't default on them for asks/memes. Please feel free to request them.

college!verse: Under Stick's directive, Elektra poses as a college student in order to convince Matt Murdock (or various muses) to join The Chaste. In the meantime, there's no rule saying she can't have a little fun of her own.

rogue!verse: Elektra survives the rooftop fight and defects from the Chaste to go on the run with Matt the way they planned.

you jump, i jump: A Titanic AU set in 1912, where Elektra is being forced by her guardian to marry a rich, high society man she doesn't love. Instead, she meets an enigmatic stranger who challenges the way she sees the world.

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Saw this for other fandoms, so I made a Daredevil one. Blank version below cut or on this post.

[pastafossa]

Flufftober 2021, Day 24 - Caught in the Rain

You can track my progress here on my Flufftober list, and you can find the official flufftober tumblr here! Anyone who’s read my TRT series knows how much we love some Hide-and-Seek/Devil-Hunt with the Devil, so I figured even the non-TRT readers deserved some, too! Also Matt is in the black suit because Matt + black suit + rain is a combo I can’t resist.

Ship: Matt Murdock x Reader         Rating: SFW         Wordcount: 1,080   Warnings: some sexy kissing because it’s required for rain scenes ok I don’t make the rules

When it started to rain, you almost called the game off.

You played Devil-hunt, this wild version of hide-and-seek, often enough that it wouldn’t have been some great loss if you’d both decided to stay in for the night instead. You’d have missed the fun of it, of course—there was something about hunting for a good hiding place in the entirety of Hell’s Kitchen, knowing Matt would use every last one of his heightened senses to track you down, that left you eager and breathless. Besides, a light rain could actually help him as he hunted for you—something about it, he’d told you, helped stir up scent, making it easier for him to follow a trail.

You’d decided against it. You were already wet by that point, soaked by the rain, and there was still a chance you’d chosen a decent hiding place. Tonight you’d chosen the inner courtyard of a small, empty apartment building under construction. Though you hadn’t been able to get into the building itself—instead using the fire escape outside to climb up to the roof, cross over, and then clamber down the scaffolding—you’d hoped the surrounding walls of concrete and wood might help block your scent and your sound, muffling the signals your body gave off. You were out of the way, and suitably hidden.

You should have known he’d find you anyway.

Fortunately for you, that was also the moment the light rain became a downpour, the heavens above opening wide. And that seemed to throw him off.

You forced your breathing to flow slowly and calmly, remaining as still as possible as he swept the courtyard, hunting for you. He tilted his head, moving like liquid shadow and huffing at the air in great exhalations of steam, the image calling to mind an ancient predator, hungry and wanting. He was searching for your scent, you knew—a scent now struck from the air, drenched and splattered down across the cracked flagstones by the flood of water. You had at least three minutes left on your timer, and the amount of rain coming down was only increasing, pouring from the sky in great, heavy buckets. It rattled and rang along the metal scaffolding around you, poured from half-built gutters to spatter loudly onto the ground. It was just enough noise to hide the racing of your heart and the unsteadiness of your breathing. But this kind of disguise would only work if you stayed calm and didn’t make any more noise than you were right now.

He prowled past you, coming with inches, a heat you could feel as he moved by. You didn’t turn your head, didn’t dare move a muscle to keep him in sight when the creak of bone and sinew might give you away. You’d even flattened your hands against your thighs so the water that trailed down your arms transferred to your legs rather than dripping off the tips of your fingers.

He circled the courtyard again, hunting endlessly.

I’ve got him this time.

He stopped, maybe ten feet in front of you, tipping his head back to inhale slowly. He hadn’t replaced his ruined red Daredevil suit yet, which meant he was once more in sleek, form-fitting black cloth. In the rain, that fabric hugged him even more tightly, clinging to each and every muscle. That definition was only enhanced by the way he was standing—legs apart, his head back as if he were simply enjoying the rain, his powerful, broad chest expanding on a deep inhale before he breathed out a swirling trail of steam. Running hot, even in the rain.

God, your Devil was beautiful. Part of you wanted him to catch you just so you could kiss him in the rain when he was like this, primal and wild and somehow, all yours.

And that was enough to give you away.

The tiniest shiver ran down your spine. That motion was enough to stir up the droplets that had collected on your skin, sending a fresh shower of water falling to the ground. That, combined with the heavy skip of your heart, produced more noise than the surrounding rain. It wouldn’t have been enough for anyone else, but this wasn’t anyone else. 

Matt’s lips curled up as he slowly rolled his head back down to face you. The mask might have hidden most of his face, but you knew his blank eyes were staring right at you.

You tried to run, you did, but you didn’t get far. He skidded through the puddles, sliding across wet stone until he was in front of you. He growled playfully, snapping his teeth as you yelped and tore off in the opposite direction, your breath caught in your throat, your adrenaline surging. It was instinctive to run, not because you were afraid but just because, just to see if you could, just because it was fun to see how far you could get when you had the Devil at your heels.

There was no outrunning him. Not here.

You didn’t get more than two steps before he had you. Powerful arms snaked around you and promptly scooped you up off your feet with ease, despite your struggling, his voice low and warm as he laughed in your ear. “Mm-mm, found you.” He swung you around in a circle, raindrops scattering as your alarm went off and you let out your own laugh. “Found you, sweetheart. All mine, now.”

You squirmed around to face him, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders and getting your legs around his waist, soaking in the rasp of stubble as he kissed and nuzzled at your throat with a satisfied purr, lapping away the droplets of rainwater, drinking from your skin. You tugged on the end of his mask until he willingly tipped his head back, chuckling warmly as you kissed him. You pushed in closer, nudged and nipped until he parted his lips for you with a quiet hum, letting you in. He tasted like rainwater and cinnamon, tinges of burning, molten copper on his tongue. You sighed happily, pulling back until you could breathe against his lips, one of his hands sliding up under the back of your shirt so he could stroke the back of his fingers fondly down your spine. Like this, your clothes both soaked, your bodies pressed close, he somehow felt warmer, the lack of space between you all the more intimate.

“My Devil,” you murmured, kissing him again as he held you tighter. “I’m gonna beat you at this, one day.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

-x-

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[witchthewriter]

Hi dear! I wondered if I could participate in the ships game!🌸

Fandoms: Harry Potter, Marvel, Pirates of Caribbean

About me: she/her, heterosexual, INTJ

• I love talking about the things I’m passionate about

• I like wisteria trees

• I cannot stand people who play one other’s weaknesses- especially if it’s only for their own game

• I dislike horrible liars - if you lie at least be creative

• proficient at chess and arts

• either slow or very fast thinker

• highly intuitive

• interested in time and history, different cultures and traditions

Thank you in advance for your time and energy 🌸🌿

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋

Thank you so much for participating! It means so much 🌹 I hope you enjoy <3

Here’s your moodboard

Each ship is similar because of their:

⋆ nobility ⋆ compassion ⋆ yearn for justice  ⋆ good-hearted

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 I ship you with Neville Longbottom! He's sensitive, compassionate and chivalrous. He would always hold your best interests at heart and make sure you're living your best life. He would share your love for wisteria trees and show you different plants.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 ⭑ You met while at Hogwarts; you never saw Neville in a romantic light. Not until the battle of Hogwarts. His bravery and courageous decisions made you fall, hard.

⭑ It was afterwards, during the makeshift 7th year, that your crush was deepening.    “Just tell him!” Your friend urged, bumping you in the arm.  “What if he says no!” You retorted; face turning a bright shade of red. 

⭑ It was a few weeks of pining before your friend created a plan. Although it could be said that she was being a bad friend, you would be telling the story for years to come. 

⭑ She had posed as you, sending Neville an owl asking him to meet down at the willow tree by the lake. Then she invited you there, under the pretense of hanging out. 

⭑ The interaction was a bit awkward, before understanding what your friend had done. But you had slipped up, when explaining to him about the situation, you told him about your crush. 

⭑ The moment you did, your hand slapped over your mouth and your eyes went wide. Stuttering, you turned to leave but Neville stopped you...

⭑ In your relationship, you definitely wear the pants. Neville just feels lucky to be with you, and is usually a loved-up puppy

⭑ He likes when you rub circles on his back 

⭑ He’ll leave notes around your place, letting you know he thinks of you

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 I ship you with Matt Murdock/Daredevil. I think he's the best match for you out of the three, honestly. He has a strong sense of justice and doesn't like to kill his opponents - merely maim. He wants the best for those around him, and his selflessness can almost seem like he’s only thinking about himself, weird isn’t it? I think Matt would connect with your personality in the sense that he can understand you. He’s intuitive, empathetic and doesn’t like manipulative people. His secret as a vigilante tears him apart. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 ⭑ No matter how you met, Matt left a big impression on you. Even though he’s blind, he knew more then you expected him too. 

⭑ He asked you out because he liked something you said. I mean he has a few women in his life, but they didn’t fully get where he was coming from. 

⭑ You were on his mind a lot, catching himself thinking of you; your voice, the way your heart beat a little faster when he was around you. 

⭑ He could tell you were nervous on the date, and moved his hand to yours. Without having to speak, you two were on the same wavelength.

⭑ In the relationship, there are many quiet moments. Not because there isn’t anything to talk about, but because there’s no need for it. It’s comfortable silence. 

⭑ His nickname for you would be your last name, he likes to say it with a smirk

⭑ Matt also likes to rile you up, teasing you and pushing your buttons

𝐏𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 I ship you with Will Turner! I chose him because you said you were passionate but also liked traditions and history. I feel like you'd probably be neutral good rather than chaotic good - so you would clash with Jack Sparrow's mayhem/havoc. I think you're someone who likes to be secure. But you're not so stiff that you'd match with James Norrington - he's on the other end of the spectrum. You would work very well with Will; he's open-minded but still likes tradition, he's up for adventure without pushing for it and just wants someone to be as committed to him as he is to them.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

⭑ Will likes you’re elegance (even if you don’t think you have any.)

⭑ Giving each other massages

⭑ His nickname for you would be something sweet like; love, darling, sweetheart.

⭑ Would give up the pirate life in an instant for you 

⭑ He would know that he wants to marry you almost instantly 

⭑ Doesn’t matter what class you are, where you came from or what you look like. He cares about whats inside - who you are

⭑ Very romantic; loves to get you flowers

⭑ Hates when other men look at you

[dragon-ball-meta]

*Long ask, sorry, also, have a good day💖*

Trupan related: actually, except for TruTen, every ship with the kids (Next Gen?) it's kinda... Weird.

Like, Trunks it's the oldest and Bra it's the youngest, right (haha, Bulma opened the cycle and closed it, queen)? But theres more than that, Marron it's the third child and she already it's 5 years younger than Trunks, then there is Uub who is 3 years younger than her, and the two little girls that are I think 5 and 6 years younger? There are 14 years between them. But you probably knew all this crap so yeah, I just like to write a lot.

Some opinions:

* Truten and maybe the ships with Uub (because he didn't grew up with the others) are the only not-akward ships (i'm not taking MaiTen cuz it is also weird because she is an adult even if she have the body of a kid).

*The friendships are also weird, but in a different sense, i mean... At that age it's weird to be friends with someone 5 years younger, that's why I think (yeah, headcanon time) that a friendship between Trunks and Marron would be pretty superficial, like in a "oh, i know her/him, she/he is the kid of... And I think she/he is cool" way.

*The fandom really likes to make Marron, Pan and Bra besties and it's like??? Marron could be their nanny, maybe a cool older sister? But cheez, the girl it's better than having two girls that are like 10 years younger than her as her two only friends. Also, even if I also think that she would have her own, normal friends as her priority (like, in the friends department??? I don't know how to say it, me don't hablo ingles) Goten would be her bestie between the kids, maybe Trunks too if there is a good weather.

*I wonder if Toriyama knows all of this age crap, like, maybe he sometimes it's doing his own thing and then "oh no, the kids are pretty isolated in terms of age"? Idk

Well bear in mind, outside of Krillin, no one in Goku's immediate circle of friends was his age. Bulma and Yamcha were both about 4 years his senior, Tien 5. Sure, he knew Upa and Suno too, but they weren't as close. Gohan's closest friend is both hundreds of years older than him and yet also only 8 years older, and Krillin is a year older than his dad, only real other friend he had most of his life that we saw. I don't think the age gap is gonna matter that much in how Toriyama would depict friendships, at least in the context of proper activities. I can def see Marron actually following Goten and Trunks around on misadventures and somehow being the more mature of the three... and yet also the biggest daredevil when the opportunity presents itself. And I can see the little tykes trying to tag along for hijinks.

In terms of shipping, yeah, I kinda don't ship any of the "next gen" crew with each other. Or anyone, really. And not Marron unless and until they've all gotten a good bit older, none of that "I'm 22/23 just waiting til you turn 18" stuff. But even then... eh... just not a fan. (I'll admit part of me is amused at the idea of Trunks and Marron being a couple if only for the sheer irony and the nightmare 18 and Vegeta would endure being in-laws [to say nothing of the idea of Future Trunks finding out somehow] but that's still not really something I ship.) Idk I guess if people wanna ship Marron with one of the boys they can, just... don't be weird about it? But the other two... there's no way you can make Trunks and Pan or Goten and Bra not creepy, I'm sorry. It's just not right.

[dollwritesarchive]

i don’t publish hurtful, rude, offensive, or hate anons ( unless they make me laugh ), so if you’re here to spread negativity, i’ll save you a minute or two— don’t bother typing out that ask. i’m sure it’s a sick, sick burn, but you and me are going to be the only ones that actually see it; i’m not going to give you any free clout on my blog :). check out below the cut for frequently asked questions and please try to avoid sending me the same one! it’s really tiring to give the same answer over and over.

⟶ are your requests open ??

check my pinned post! it’s the most frequently updated and will usually tell you which requests i currently have open.

⟶ can i be added to your tag list / will you tag me in the next part ??

i don’t do tag lists anymore; i know some of my older fics do still have tag lists and it does say “send me an ask to be added” but i’m no longer doing them. if you want to know when i post, i have MULTIPLE library blogs. just follow the one(s) you want to be notified for and turn on post notifications.

@dollsdc-library // @dollsmarvel-library // @dollswizard-library // @dollsgrisha-library // @dollsotome-library // @dollshorror-library // @dollsrpf-library // @dollsanime-library

⟶ who / what do you write for ??

since i’m extremely multifandom, i write for whoever i want or whoever my followers want. i only write female insert & i don’t do ships. the most prominent fandoms on my blog are Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, other various anime, DC Comics, Harry Potter, and Daredevil, but you can ask for any others and most likely, i’ll be willing to write for them, too if you give me some time.

⟶ will you ever write for ( fandom ) ( band ) ( person ) again ??

most likely. my muse fluctuates and sometimes it circles back around to old infatuations. the only few i can say confidently i will most likely never write for again are: Bucky Barnes ( or any Sebastian Stan character, really, with Chase Collins being the only exception ) & Mötley Crüe.

⟶ is there anyone you won’t write for ??

each fandom is different and if there’s no indication on the masterlist for said fandom, just ask!

⟶ why don’t you write for xyz ??

because i don’t want to.

⟶ do you write rpf ??

not so much anymore. still, i, by no means, mean any disrespect to the celebrities i write for or their families.

⟶ this person has done xyz problematic thing, why do you write for them ??

because celebrities are jesters that are paid to entertain us. i don’t condone anything that anyone i may write for could’ve done, i don’t know them personally nor do i claim to, but i also won’t be baited into this conversation, so don’t bother sending me these messages. i don’t care.

⟶ this character is aro/straight/gay, why do you write them with female readers ??

because these characters aren’t real, bestie, and i can write them however i want.

⟶ why do you write dark fics ??

because i like them.

⟶ why do you reblog your fics so much ??

1. timezones, trying to make sure everyone sees them. 2. it’s my blog and i can post and reblog what i want. 3. whenever i post a new fic, if i have the time/energy i usually queue it up at least 10-15 times. most of the empty reblogs of my fics you’ll see have been queued ahead of time and post while i’m sleeping/at work.

[taleweaver-ramblings]

🖊 Yesss more! Jared and Jake!

I bet you thought I forgot about this, didn't you?

(My apologies for taking so long, BTW. I had a deadline that took precedence. I will understand if you're no longer interested.)

Much like the four main Alyron sisters, Jake and Jared, the major Alyron brothers, serve as foils for each other, though not quite to the same extent).

Jared Alyron is his father's son and, save for Gwen, his father's favorite. But where Gwen is beloved for being golden and special and loyal, Jared has inherited all the roguish, daredevil flare his father had in youth. In another family, he'd be considered the prodigal son; in his father's eyes, he's a prodigy. When Mr. Alyron still traveled often, who traveled with him? Not Gwen, not Jake, not Dea, certainly not Nightshade — but an eight-year-old Jared was already used to long rides sitting atop a horse in front of his father, and a thirteen-year-old Jared had his own mount, and a sixteen-year-old Jared thought nothing of a spur-of-the-moment trip to a neighboring village or even to the capital for some fun. No one was surprised when, at nineteen, left to explore as much of the world as he could find, making his way from town to town and living off his father's coin and his skill with cards and dice — and when that had nearly run out, the Circle was waiting. They knew of the Alyrons. They had known of the Alyrons before Nightshade offered herself up. They knew the family could be a whole bushful of thorns in the side if they chose to be — and so they reached out to Jared, said they were looking for people like him, said they could use him and he'd barely have to make a change to what he's already doing and they'd pay him well. So he travels in their service now; gathers information and carries secret messages and recruits others to their cause (or what he thinks their cause is) and never knows or cares that he's really only there as leverage — until he meets her and his easy, adventurous life becomes far more complicated.

Then there's Jake. Jake, his mother's son. Jake, the steady and dependable sibling. Jake, who does his best to calm the drama instead of adding to it. Jake, Gwen's closest friend and the only sibling Nightshade initially can't bring herself to despise. People knew what to expect from Jake. While Jared was roving with their father, Jake was learning to care for the family, and they imagined he'd stay forever . . . until he left at the same time as Gwen. For a few months, they traveled together, but they knew their paths would diverge sooner rather than later, for Jake's heart lay seaward. So he set off southward at last, and with a ship's deck beneath his feet, he found his joy in the swell of the waves and the shifting of the currents and the wind in the sails and in the laugh and flashing eyes of a captain from faraway shores . . . and then, when trouble threatened his homeland and family, he turned back and went to help. Because this is the thing about Jake: no other sibling has a true chance at a happy ending before the series end. But he does. He finds his happy ending again and again — and each time, he chooses to say, no. There are people who still need me, and I won't leave until they're safe.

Ask me to gush about one of my OCs!

[nativestarwrites]

I was tagged by the lovely @impossiblepluto thanks!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?  64

2) What’s your total AO3 word count? 148,697

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Six on AO3.  Macgyver (50), Supernatural (8), Endeavour (2), Merlin (2), Daredevil (2) and X-Men (1)

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Unexpendable (Endeavour) A Hand on the Door (Daredevil) Helping Hands (Macgyver) Five Times Jack Kept Vigil and One Time Mac Did (Macgyver) Comfort and Sickness (Macgyver)

5) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I love the Angst, but honestly, I do try to end with some comfort or lightness so this is tough to answer.  Probably ‘Before and After’ in the second chapter Jack’s loss is very much felt.

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Operation Smile comes to mind, I had fun writing it.

7) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?  

I nearly said no, but then I remembered a short Macgyver and Merlin crossover I wrote, so yes but rarely?

8) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

No, ships aren’t really my thing.

9) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?  

Yes, although if I get behind on them for too long I get caught in a vicious circle of what is worse?  To be that weird person who responds really really late or not reply at all?  And then it takes me even longer to reply.

10) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

No, the occasional weird statement but nothing hateful.

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?  

Not to my knowledge.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but how awesome would that be?  That’s Fanfic Goals,  Maybe one day.

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?  

No, although I love some of our conversations on Discord where we almost write a fic as we all jump in with various ideas.

14) What’s your all time favorite ship?

Not really a shipper.  I am soft for FitzSimmons though.

15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I have a fic that I refer to as the Garden fic that I am determined to finish but realistically, it might not happen.  I am however, very much enjoying working on it!  Its kinda a curtain fic, where a potentially career ending injury raises questions about whether Mac can return to the Phoenix and forces him to look at his life and what he wants from it.  I call it the garden fic because starting a garden is something his therapist encourages at one point and he runs with it.  Its currently at 13k words...

16) What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue?  I’m not really sure.  Possibly dialogue, its often the bit I write first.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot. Mostly sustaining a plot beyond a few thousand words.  But a friend recommended ‘27 Essential Principles of Story’ to me and I’m only 6 principles in but I think its going to help me massively with this!

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?  

Its tricky to do well beyond a few lines, plus I wouldn’t be confident relying on online translations unless I had a friend who spoke the language.

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Supernatural.

20) What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Possibly, ‘We Don’t Talk About Cairo’ its about the real reason why Mac and Jack don’t talk about Cairo, its emotional, little bit of humour and lots of looking out for each other.

I’m Nativestar on AO3 (In case anything caught your interest.)

Tagging anyone who wants to do this!  I think a lot of people already have so I can’t think who might need a tag!

[justlikebudapestauction]

Check out Alistra’s works on AO3, MisterKnife’s works on Tumblr!

Questions for the creator? Reach out to them on tumblr or on Discord (alistra#0815).

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Offer #498 - Alistra + MisterKnife

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Type of fanwork: Fic by Alistra, illustrated by MisterKnife

Fandom(s): Any

Ratings: General audiences, Teen, Mature, Explicit

Length/scope: Fic: Up to 5k words.

Art: fully digital artwork, either one fully coloured piece or multiple black-and-white sketches depicting either character(s) or scene(s) from Alistra’s fic.

Especially interested in: Gen friendship, Clintasha, WinterWidowHawk, Mattasha (Daredevil/Black Widow), BlackHill, WinterWidow (Bucky/Natasha). Open to discuss suggestions of other pairings/threesomes.

Unwilling to address: Will NOT write underage, graphic violence, explicit non-con, kidfic/pregnancy, weddings, music AU or school AU. Reserving the right to refuse ship suggestions.

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By the time breakfast is beginning to fill the air with its distinct buckwheat aroma, Natasha is beginning to grow concerned Frank's gone into town and done something rash that might draw undue attention. "You're the least sentimental woman I know, Natasha," Matt says as he joins her at the stove, his arms going around her waist as he nuzzles a smile against her neck. "So why is it always porridge for breakfast? It can't be the enticing fragrance because it smells like a wet paper bag." Natasha moves the pot to the back of the stove and shuts off the heat before turning in the circle of his arms. "It's not porridge, it's kasha," she whispers, her smiling lips close enough to his that he'll be tasting the toothpaste on her breath. "And you can make your own breakfast if it's not good enough for your refined taste." She kisses his cheek and ducks out of his embrace, smoothly moving both herself and the unjustly vilified meal over to the table. Matt licks his lips as if that will hide his smirk and joins her at the table, passing her the cherry preserve before she even thinks to ask. The corner of his mouth twitches upwards as he does which, for him, is as good as a wink.

- Where Wolves Fear to Prey (Illustrated fic collaboration between Alistra and MisterKnife)

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[angelatmidnight1]

Never Rouse The Beast

This is part two to my first Bloodhound and Octane fic. I had fun writing this one and hope you guys like it. It’s 11:42pm here and I hope there are no typos lol. xD

Summary:  After finding out how ticklish Bloodhound is, Octane finds an opportunity to remind them at every chance he gets. Little does Octane know, however, is that there’s a reason you never poke the beast and expect it to lie still…

“What’cha lookin’ at, amigo?” Octane smirked at his teammate from across the dropship and chuckled. Bloodhound turned their head away from the daredevil and cleared their throat, pinging the Sorting Factory below.

“...I think we should land here.” They murmured as they nodded towards the furthest L-shaped building towards the back of the area. Since the pair was among the last few squads in the ship, Octane moseyed on over to the hunter’s side and peered down where they pinged. He brought one of his hands up to his forehead as if he needed to shield his eyes from the glaring sun, his other hand finding their side and giving it a squeeze. Octane pretended as if he needed to balance himself but they both knew better. 

“Over there?” He asked innocently while kneading their side between his fingers. Bloodhound squirmed out of the daredevil’s touch and nearly fell out of the ship themselves, earning them strange looks from the few remaining squads and a giggle from their teammate.

“Yeh-hes..” Bloodhound stammered, bringing their arm down against their side protectively. Although they were the Jump Master, Octane could have easily decided to break off and jump before them and go wherever he wanted. In fact, that’s what he usually did, claiming that it took foooreeeever to land. But ever since their recent “training session”, Bloodhound was finding it difficult to put some space between themselves and the daredevil. And it was their luck that out of all the Legends that they could have gotten as a teammate, they were stuck with him. 

“Alright, then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Octane cheered before the pair finally jumped from the ship and descended at a rapid pace. As they were landing, Octane whipped out his selfie stick and held it above himself and Bloodhound, elbowing their ribs to get their attention. 

“Say cheese for all my followers~!” Octane yelled against the roaring wind, Bloodhound audibly gasping and recoiling out of his reach. Octane finally broke off and laughed all the way down, stashing his selfie stick and immediately stabbing himself with a stim to dash around for weapons. 

    The rest of the match followed a similar pattern: As the pair scrounged around for loot, Octane’s hand would “accidentally” brush against the hunter’s side as they’re picking up ammo, would tweak their ribs as they both launched themselves across the map with his jump pad. But then, after Bloodhound got their 7th kill, most likely fueled by Octavio’s mischief, the largest banner in the arena flashed to the hunter’s picture, much to Octane’s excitement. 

“Mira, check out mi amigo, the new Kill Leader!” Octane announced to any team within earshot of the two. He snaked his arm around Bloodhound’s shoulders and spun them around so that they could both face the camera, the daredevil wasting no time to strike a pose for his adoring fans. Bloodhound offered a polite nod towards the camera but, in one swift motion Octane snuck his hand down to the hunter’s hip and squeezed it hard enough through their armor to make them sink down laughing. 

    That was the last straw for Bloodhound. When Octane attacked them before in the firing range, they were the only two in the area. But in the arena, all eyes were on them, and if an enemy didn’t hear them, spectators definitely saw them. The last thing the hunter wanted was for their sensitivity to become public knowledge. So, after securing a win through Bloodhound’s accurate sniper shot and Octane being...well, a guns blazing lunatic, the pair went to the medical ward to be checked out for injuries. Bloodhound was cleared rather quickly but Octane, having a very mild cut on his right side, stayed behind to be patched up by Ajay Che. As she approached the two, she smiled and waved to the hunter before strolling up to Octane with a smirk.

“So how much trouble did ya put Bloodhound through, Silva?” Lifeline chuckled, leaning down to examine the injury. Octane scoffed and laid back on the table so that it was easier for her to patch him up.

“Pfft, me? Trouble? Never, hermana.” Octane smirked, lifting up his mask so that he could wink at her. Bloodhound turned to leave the medical ward but paused at the door upon hearing a sudden bout of snickering. They looked over their shoulder to see Octane fidgeting on the table with Lifeline’s hand still on his side, his laughter picking up as she lightly squeezed his side to get a better grip.

“Wahahtch it, Ajay!” Octane squeaked only to have Lifeline roll her eyes and playfully push his arm, standing back up.

“I woulda been done already had ya not moved! Ya just have a small abrasion, doesn’t really need a bandaid. I only need ya to hold still so I can clean it.” Lifeline answered before turning on her heel to retrieve the medical cleaning wipes. By that time, Bloodhound had left the room, but they had seen all they needed to get the vengeance they sought.

    The hunter found the daredevil out by the Gauntlet later that day and watched as he tinkered with one of his many jump pads. There was a large tool box with tools scattered all over the platform and Bloodhound, seeing their prey thoroughly engrossed in what he was doing, slowly approached the platform. Octane mumbled excitedly to himself as he carelessly tossed bolts he didn’t need anymore over the platform and, when he suddenly felt a hand on each of his shoulders, he screamed in surprise as he was pulled backwards and sat on. Bloodhound held both of the daredevil’s wrists in one hand and used their legs to keep him pinned at the waist; by the time Octane caught up to what happened, he struggled to pull his wrists free from their iron hold. 

“Bloodhound?! What are you doing, get off of me!” He yelled, cringing as his struggling only made the hunter hold on tighter. 

“I will not. You disgraced me on the battlefield today, and you are going to atone for your actions.” They growled, bringing their hand up to Octane’s neck and dragging one finger along the side. Octane flinched, expecting pain, but his eyes widened once the realization hit and he struggled more frantically under Bloodhound’s weight. Octane must have caught them on an off day before, because the hunter was strong and easily kept him in place. 

“W-Waahait amigo, wait, listen. We can talk about thihis! Y-Yohohu’re aahahlways s-so sehehrious anhnd I’m not even--pfft, Blohohoodhohohund wahahahit!” Octane sputtered and snickered, his shoulder shaking as he tried to lift it and block out their hand. However, when Octane rolled his head to one side and blocked one side of his neck, Bloodhound simply switched sides and wiggled their finger against the skin ever so slowly. 

“You may speak, Octavio. I will listen to anything you wish to say while I satiate my vengeance.” Bloodhound answered quietly before they moved their hand to Octane’s exposed sides and dragged their fingers at a slow, tortuous pace.

Octane yelled again before falling into a heavy giggling fit, already on the verge of laughter as the hunter carefully moved their fingers against his skin. If the slow pace wasn’t enough to drive him crazy, it was the deliberate, frightening accuracy that the hunter sought out and scraped at the most sensitive spots on his sides. Octane yelped and giggled harder the further up Bloodhound’s hands went and they settled their hands on the uppermost area of their sides, walking their fingers up and down more briskly.

“BLOHOHOHOOOHOHdohohohohund hahahahah PLEHEHEHehehehase DOOHOHOHhohohn’t t-tIIHIHIHIHihihihihcklle! POOHOHOHohohor fahahahahvoohohohr!” Octane squeaked and suddenly barked out a laugh when the hunter kneaded their fingers into his stomach. “AAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHAHAHAH!”

“I am not doing anything that was not previously done to me. However, it is unfortunate that your armor does not offer any protection to attacks of this nature.” Bloodhound smirked as they worked their thumb into each side of Octavio’s stomach, drawing out a harder bout of laughter. 

“I’M SOHOHOHOHRRY! IIIHIHIHIHIH WAHAHAS JUHUHST M-MEHEHESSING AHAHAHAROHOHUNDHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHP!” Octane cackled and arched his back, his head rolling side to side as his legs fruitlessly kicked against the ground.

“Suppose I do not stop, Octavio. Suppose I keep you here, at my mercy, and torment you in the same manner you tormented me. The gods granted you unlimited stamina, and it would take a great deal of time before you grow tired..” Bloodhound mused as they took the tip of their finger and drew circles around the daredevil’s navel. Octane screamed and bucked harshly, his laughter taking on a desperate note as he kicked at the ground even more, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“NONONOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHAHAHSE ‘HOHOHUNDHAHAHAH STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”  Octane howled and convulsed beneath them in a wild fit of laughter that only grew higher in pitch the closer they got to his navel. The daredevil shook his head so much that his goggles became crooked on his face and Bloodhound, taking notice, brought the tickles back to that slow, agonizing pace. 

“This appears to be a sensitive area of yours.” Bloodhound noted calmly, poking just under the navel and making Octavio wheeze. Octane remained in stitches until the hunter slowed the tickling down even more though he still shook with laughter.

“SIHIHIHIHI-SIHIHIHI! Ihihihihit ihihihihihihs! I’m behehehehehehegging yohohohu, stahahahahahahp!” Octane pleaded, sucking in his already slim stomach. This did nothing to deter Bloodhound from delivering careful pokes to the daredevil’s abdomen though, all of a sudden, the hunter did stop. Octavio noisily gasped for air and let his head fall back, a thin layer of sweat lining his forehead. “Haha...hah...thahnk yoohou…” 

Bloodhound remained quiet as they brought their hand up to their helmet and ran their fingers along the upper part of the head piece, fishing out a sleek, black raven’s feather and holding it between their index finger and thumb. “I am owed no gratitude,” They started, watching Octane look up with a start and tense up at the sight of the feather. “For I am still not satisfied with your pleas for mercy..”

Octane, not taking too long to recover, began struggling with a renewed vigor as Bloodhound lowered the feather closer and closer to his navel. “WAIT! Bloodhound please! ¡Te lo ruego!¡Te lo ruego! (I’m begging you!) I won’t tickle you again! I wohOHOHOHOHOHOHN’T!” Octane’s pleading was cut off with a sharp scream as the feather stroked the inside of his navel and he started bucking with hysterical laughter. “NOHOHOHOHOHO POHOHOHR LAHAH AHAHAHMOR DE DIHOHOHOHS (For the love of God) NOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” 

Bloodhound grinned slightly beneath their mask as they twisted the feather between their fingers and drew circular patterns against Octavio’s navel. Octane shrieked with laughter and kicked the ground furiously, the cloud of dust he kicked up looking more like a tornado than a cloud. Then, maybe in an attempt to be a little merciful, the hunter swept up his torso and flicked the feather against his armpits, flinching in surprise when Octavio screamed again. The daredevil’s laughter momentarily became silent before it picked up again, though it was riddled with hiccups. 

“Oh? Is there a spot that is more sensitive than your navel?” Bloodhound asked with a tilt of their head as they held the feather at the junction where the armpit and upper arm meet. Octane snorted before falling back into a heavy giggling fit, his answer half in Spanish, half in English, and jumbled together at that. 

“NYAHAHAHAHNOAHAPLAHAHAHDIHAHA!”

Bloodhound tutted softly and lifted the feather, dusting it against his ribs during his trip back down to Octavio’s abdomen. “An unintelligible answer I’m afraid. Fret not, I will discern for myself.”

By the time Bloodhound finished tickling Octavio, where they promptly let his arms go and climbed off his waist, the daredevil was drenched with sweat and laying with his arms and legs splayed in random directions. He didn’t bother to fix his goggles, which were barely hanging on to the side of his face, and he was still grinning as the ticklish sensations racked his core. Bloodhound patiently waited for Octane to recuperate and eventually, the daredevil brought himself up to lay on his side and finally readjusted his goggles. “You...are evil…” He breathed out tiredly, groaning as the hunter carefully reached over and helped him lean against a wall within the Gauntlet. Bloodhound shrugged their shoulders and moved the miscellaneous bolts and other stray tools out of Octavio’s way to give him enough room to rest, propping themselves against a wall opposite the daredevil.

“I am only what the gods will me to be. However, should you choose to return to your previous actions, the only mercy you’ll find shall rest with the gods.”

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🥺🌼💕 get to know your mutuals!! when you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your followers to know. they can be as simple as your age or as complex as your deepest fear, as long as it’s something you’re comfortable with sharing. when you’re done, send this to 10 people you want to get to know better!! 🥺🌼💕

Thank you lovely Anne! @mistresspendragon always a lovely site on my dash. Hmmm... let me think...

1. I have circled back to Kastle and The Punisher (and season 2 of Daredevil). As far as ships go, it's still in the stage of yearning, which makes up for a recent ship that just went down in flames. Reading a LOT of fanfic.

2. I taught myself to read when I was 4.

3. My entire family with the exception of my husband is left handed. Parents, brother, me and children are all South paws!

4. I have a really good memory. I can tell you what outfit I wore on the 24th of November 1999, for instance (black pants and a black top with platform boots LOL).

5. I had a crush on the fox Robin Hood as a child 🤪😳