#Muse: Matt Murdock

[delightindarkness]

Dance with the Devil || Closed Starter

Matt's head was pounding as he slowly became aware of his surroundings. The darkness kept beckoning to him, threatening to draw him back under in its cold embrace, offering temporary solace from the pain that was coursing through him. He forced it back though, trying to focus on what was around him. Last he remembered he'd been fighting on a rooftop. Rain had been coming down in sheets, the cold clinging to his skin and clothes, but now.... now he was warm, dry, and he certainly wasn't on a rooftop in New York. Slowly, a shaking hand reached up, touching his face where his mask should have been. Instead, he was met with uncovered skin, and it sent a wave of panic through him that forced the rest of the darkness down into the depths of his soul. He could rest later. Right now he had to get the hell out of wherever he was.

He could hear another heartbeat in the room with him, and whoever it was, he could only imagine they hadn't realized he was awake or he would have been spoken to by now, right? He held his breath, forcing himself to sit up only for a groan to tear itself from his lips. He had to have two...no, it was three broken ribs. So much for being quiet.

@vvidowbite

[brimstoneandstardust]

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ (Kyr to Matt)

The lawyer cracked a small smile, even though doing so made his split lip zing with pain. He reflexively leaned his head into the other's tough, relishing the fingers dancing along his scalp. He was unconcerned with the state of his hair of course, but the small action itself was soothing.

Murdock felt his heartbeat--skittish lately, out of rhythm now an again--slow slightly, leaving him in a calmer state, more focused and less agitated. Enough so that he hadn't realized how tense he'd been until he finally let some of that tension go.

"You're welcome to try I suppose. Have to look good for court and all that." he replied, teasing slightly. He did have a court date later that morning but for now he was still trying to recover from last night's brawl. Not entirely sure how either he or Kyr made it home. "But I think they are going to be less concerned about the hair then these bruises on my face." He added with a small sigh, wincing at the swelling he felt on his cheekbone. "Any suggestions how we explain this one away?"

[thedarkmanor]

a kiss in the rain to make up like it’s a damn romcom ( BEXLEY and MATT )

Matt couldn't believe how the night was going. It was supposed to be a nice dinner date, but the universe had other plans for the night. He didn't mean to start a fight with her, but his emotions just got the best of him, but that wasn't a good excuse for him to use it was dumb, and he felt terrible for ruining the night. While walking, he felt raindrops hit his head, causing him to sigh. This was just great. He didn't want to deal with the rain. It was so loud in his head that and blocked out the world around him. As the rain started to pick up more, Matt gently took hold of Bexley's forearm and tried to get them under cover, but it wasn't the best he could do for them. He couldn't help moving closer to her, enjoying the warmth of her body, and before he knew it, Matt kissed her lips softly with his hands on the side of her head.

[alwaysxinxtrouble]

"If that was you not jealous, I'm afraid to see what your jealous side would actually be like." A smirk made his tone playful, hands resting on the handle of his cane. To know Norman was actually jealous - even if he didn't want to admit it - was a turn on and made him curious. What exactly made him prickle and lash out at the poor unsuspecting accountant? "What intentions were you afraid of?"

Matt mused, turning so he was facing Norman. "That he may try to win my heart? Take me off the market? Or just get a few glasses of wine into me before sweet talking me into his bed? Which one of those bothered you?" His head tilted in the slightest to listen for signs of deception. "Or was it the idea of me on my knees for him?”

@viridisgoblin​

[delightindarkness]

2b (Matt and Jenna)

Strong hands leaned Jenna forward toward the bed, flipping her skirt up over her ass before Matt squeezed and massaged her, leaning forward to press nips and kisses to warm skin. He could hear how Jenna's heart beat picked up and he could smell her arousal.

God he loved knowing what he was doing to her.

"What's wrong baby? Cat got your tongue?" He teased.

@wxrwounds

[delightindarkness]

" can I kiss you?" ( for Matt Murdock )

Honestly, it was a question Matt hadn't expected simply because they hadn't known one another long, but he had to admit that he and Margo had spent more time together than he did with most people.

"I....I would like that," he nodded, listening to the uptick in her heartbeat at his answer.

@missmargomuse616

[delightindarkness]

spicy gift prompts A3 — wanda and matt.

A groan escaped Matt's lips as he sank two fingers into Wanda's core. They were already hot and heavy, and she felt amazing under him.

"So wet for me already, and we barely even got started," he grinned, pumping his fingers in and out of her, revealing in the gorgeous sounds he could pull from her lips.

@hcrctic

[delightindarkness]

“Pretty impressive stitching for a guy that can’t see. Look, you can’t tell Peter about this, okay?” (For Matt Murdock from Evelyn Parker(Spidey’s cousin) )

"What would I tell him anyway?" Matt sighed, moving to sterilize the needle again. He knew his apartment like the back of his hand, having no trouble getting it into the proper place.

A small chuckle left him, shaking his head.

"I used to stitch up my old man all the time. He'd get his face busted in a fight and I would get him cleaned up. Didn't really have money for a hospital. Not like he had insurance."

@hawkinsheroines

[delightindarkness]

{From Echcingloneliness} "Matt.." Karen's voice whispered softly in the darkness of her room. The Devil of Hells Kitchen was reported "dead" on the nightly news, but she knew differently. He would never have let that happen.

Rain pelted against the windows of her apartment. Some time during the night, there was a knocking at her window. Daredevil sitting on the fire escape, mask still on his eyes. He was bleeding, but he was very much alive.

@echcingloneliness

[delightindarkness]

" hello there, handsome." ( for matt Murdock)

It took Matt a second to realize the greeting was directed at him, but when he did, he smiled widely, his attention turning in the same direction the voice had come from.

"Good morning yourself." Normally Matt would have already been at the firm, but this was the first morning the sun had been out in several days, and so this morning he'd decided to sit in the park with his coffee and enjoy the sun on his skin before he went to work.

"You're welcome to have a seat with me if you like. Name's Matthew Murdock."

@missmargomuse616

[delightindarkness]

(From Karen to Matt) "I can't imagine my life without you."

"I hear you, believe me I do, but you can't expect me to sit on the sidelines while my city goes to shit," Matt breathed. His eyes, unseeing, were cast down toward where his hand was resting in hers. "I never should have let you know the truth."

@echcingloneliness

[delightindarkness]

"You're the first person I think of when I wake up." - Q to Matt

"I would be lying if I said roles weren't perfectly reversed," Matt muttered. His unseeing eyes were still closed as he laid with Q, his fingers carding through his dark hair.

They'd woken up not long ago, but neither had dared to be the first to move and break the quiet stillness of the morning.

@hacker-codeq

[delightindarkness]

@vvolfstare

It had taken Matt some doing, but he had finally convinced Foggy he was going to be fine on his own going to meet their latest client. Everyone knew his name these days, and everyone also had a very strong opinion on whether or not he was guilty of a whole pile of bad. James Barnes was a lot of things, but Matt could tell from that very first conversation over the phone a few nights ago that he wasn't some cold hearted killer. He was broken, sure.... and he had undeniably hurt people, but Matt refused to believe he wasn't a man with a heart made of gold.

His cane clicked against the concrete as he walked toward the gazebo in the park that he and Mr. Barnes had agreed to meet in. Usually, he would have his clients come into the office, but he wanted to make this as comfortable for the other as possible. He had a feeling that James had spent enough of his life tucked away in musty buildings. Besides, he could always use some sun and some fresh air.

As he approached the gazebo, he used his cane to feel his way up the step, and truthfully, as he often did, he played up his need for the red tipped annoyance.

"Mr. Barnes?" he questioned, hearing only one other heartbeat within the space with him.

[delightindarkness]

“Man, the news is going crazy today. You’d think they’d be used to more than one vigilante around here, but a female one shows up and they lose their minds.” Laurel Lance remarked to Matt.

A chuckle left Matt's lips as typed on his specialized computer. He was sharing an office with Laurel until they were able to expand a little, which seemed somewhere in a far off future.

"Tell me about it. From what I hear from Foggy though, she's pretty cute."

@hawkinsheroines

[delightindarkness]

“Oops” for Matt from Jessica.

The moment Matt heard the little word, he smirked.

"How many times have you seen me naked?" He chuckled, his attention turning in her direction. "I'm not sure that seeing me in a towel is any worse."

As he spoke, he opened his arms to her.

@hawkinsheroines

[delightindarkness]

Q had automatically dragged on the nearest item of clothing before getting out of Matt's bed; since it belonged to the other, the shirt felt like plenty of fabric to tug over his bare skin as he padded quietly to the kitchen. It took a few moments of him filling a glass with water to realise that he hadn't left Matt in the bed and that the other man was on the couch inside. He wandered over, sipping his water as he sunk into Matt's side. "Are you okay..?"

Matt made room for Q to nestle into his side as he so often did, and he gave a huffnof a sigh. "Honestly, I don't know....but I'm trying," he muttered. He'd gotten into a fight with Foggy after he'd found him nearly dead on his livingroom floor.

In a way he was glad it was friend that found him and not Q. It would have scared him to death. The bruising and the deep cut over his eye throbbed painfully. A rather ugly reminder that he wasn't as invincible as he tried to lead himself to believe.

"My best friend hates me, and I'm still no closer to taking down Fisk."

@resignedworkaholics