#father matt murdock

[ophelia-loves-desdemona]

This is the first time I've ever posted something hear but I do kinda need help I'm currently writing a Daredevil fanFic and I need help for a Faceclaim of my character I give you infos about her down below 🥰

- she is Matt and Elektras Daughter

- she is in her teens (so preferably a actress that fits that age)

- has dark hair eye colour doesn't matter

-would be amazing if she looks similar to at least one of her parents maybe even her Grandpa

Thank you guys have a great day 🥰

[sugashook]

doodle

[llmsos]

Sam and Matt

[tuppencetrinkets]

sorted caps from daredevil.

Claire - Rosario Dawson - 4900

Samantha - Michelle Hurd - 2000

Ben - Vondie Curtis-Hall- 1200

Elektra - Elodie Yung - 6500

Leland - Bob Gunton - 1100

Fisk - Vincent D'Onofrio - 11000

Foggy - Elden Henson - 22000

Frank - Jon Bernthal - 4500

Gao - Wai Ching Ho - 1600

Karen - Deborah Ann Woll - 28000

Matt - Charlie Cox - 28000

Father Lantom - Peter McRobbie - 1500

Mitchell - Geoffrey Cantor - 600

Stick - Scott Glenn - 2000

Vanessa - Ayelet Zurer - 4400

Wesley - Toby Leonard Moore - 5700

Young Fisk - 800

Young Matt - 1300

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[purplehalnw]

Matt Murdock is the perfect example of how to write a playboy type character who isn't just an asshole.

[evilhorse]

You have a gift with children, Matteo.

(Daredevil Volume 8 #1)

[a-certain-serpent]

[ashsdumbbrain]

DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN 1.03: The Hollow of His Hand

[spnjediavenger]

I Need My Brother (Chapter 5)

Title: I Need My Brother (Chapter 5)

Type: multi-chapter; matt murdock x sister!reader

Warnings: canon-typical Daredevil situations/injuries, blood, angst, sibling argument

POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS: none

Spoilers: S1 SPOILERS

Notes: As always, love and/or constructive/friendly criticism is welcome and encouraged!

Word count: 1531

Need to catch up? 

(Chp 1) (Chp 2) (Chp 3) (Chp 4) (Chp 4.5)

“Y/n, I can get it myself, don’t worry about it,” Matt said, gently pushing his sister’s hands away. 

Y/n had been dressing Matt’s wounds and redoing any stitches he popped by doing things he shouldn’t be. He appreciated her willingness to help but fixing her brother’s wounds wasn’t something she should have to do - something he’s explained to her many times at this point.

“Matt, I can do it, don’t worry about it,” she mocked monotonously, going back to work.

“But you don’t need to. I’ve done this for long enough. I’d be a bad brother if I had you do it.” He poked at her stomach, earning a yelp.

“Dohon’t do that when I have a needle in my hand, jerk,” Y/n said, unable to help giggling at the feeling. But she shook her head and grew serious again.

“You already-...” Matt thought about his words carefully. “You already have been having a hard time with…all of this.”

“Matt, please!”

Not expecting her to yell, the older Murdock flinched.

Y/n looked away for a moment to compose herself before looking back to Matt’s blind gaze. “I’m…I’m sorry…Just, please,” she whispered. “It…It helps when I can do something. Patching-Patching you up helps me feel some semblance of control…It helps ground me in the fact that you’re still here…”

Matt paused for a moment and sighed. He had a feeling this conversation was coming. “You’re still having nightmares, aren’t you?

Y/n bowed her head.

Matt sensed this and hooked a finger under her chin to tilt her head back up. “Y/n, why didn’t you tell me?”

The girl sighed. “I didn’t want to bother you,” she whispered before sniffing and composing herself, sitting up straighter. “And I can handle it. You need to focus on resting and healing.”

Matt leaned forward, suppressing a grunt. “I can’t focus on resting unless my sister,” he poked her nose, “is able to rest.”

A few moments of uncomfortable silence passed. Y/n sighed.

“I can’t. I won’t be able to.”

“Then start bunking with me. Like when you were little.”

“You don’t get it, you don’t get it, Matt!” she yelled, standing suddenly. “I can’t rest because every time I close my eyes I see you bloody and dying on the living room floor! And if I can get past that and fall asleep - I dream of that night over, and over, and over again!” Her voice began shaking. “When I’m awake - I have to deal with the anxiety and fear of knowing this wasn’t the first and I know it won’t be the last time something like this happens. I have to deal with the anxiety and fear that one day my big brother is going to die doing this and there is nothing I can do to stop that!”

“Ok ok ok, please calm down, bug. I don’t want you to have another panic attack. I didn’t mean to set you off,” Matt apologized, grabbing her hands to hold tight.

Y/n ripped her hands out of his and backed away sharply; she took a deep breath, letting it out in a huff of air. She looked back to Matt. “You promised, Matt. You promised you would be more careful.”

“I know. I’m sorry.“

“Stop saying that!” she yelled. “Just stop! Stop saying you know! And stop apologizing when you don’t mean it!”

Matt went to stand, suppressing another grunt. “Y/n, I do mean it.”

Y/n shook her head. “No you don’t,” she said hotly, angry tears in her eyes. “If you did, you would change. You would do something to make it right. So until you do that you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t take your apologies seriously because you clearly don’t.” With that, Y/n spun on her heel and stormed off to her room, forgetting about her previous insistence on cleaning Matt’s wounds. 

Even though he knew it was coming, Matt flinched when her bedroom door slammed shut. He sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time that day and pinched the bridge of his nose. Back when this whole thing started - with Y/n storming out of his office, Foggy told Matt he had a hell of a mess to clean up…now Matt couldn’t help but think that was still accurate. Or maybe the mess had never truly been cleaned up in the first place. 

Matt walked stiffly down the aisle of Clinton Church, sliding his walking cane as if he needed it. He slowed his steps and listened.

Steady heartbeat up to the left. Wooden cross tapping against fabric. Father Lantom was sitting in the pew five rows up from where Matt was standing and turned around to see him walking in.

Matt kept walking until he stood next to the father’s pew. Father Lantom turned further to look at him.

“Matthew,” he greeted, looking him up and down. “Do I want to know what happened?”

Instead of answering him, Matt asked, “Got time for another latte, father?”

Matt and Fr. Lantom sat in the break area of the church, lattes in their hands, though Matt’s remained full. They sat in silence for a few minutes until Fr. Lantom realized a push would be necessary.

“You didn’t come just for a two-star latte, did you, Matthew?”

Matt scoffed a bit through his nose. “That obvious, huh?”

“I hope you’re not here about another person you’re thinking of killing.”

“No, no, I promise it’s not…Father, did I uh…did I ever mention my sister?”

Fr. Lantom paused for a moment, wondering where Matt was going with this. “I know you have one. And that she was raised in the orphanage with you. I know things the nuns have told me. But the only things you’ve ever shared with me have been inside confessionals about your…nightly activities.”

Matt’s heart dropped a bit. He never stopped to think about how he only ever talked to Fr. Lantom from his vigilante perspective. He knew he mentioned his father before. He couldn’t believe he never mentioned Y/n.

“That upsets you,” Fr. Lantom noted.

“She’s everything to me,” Matt said. “Clearly I uh…I haven’t done a good job of showing it…to you or her…” he continued, bowing his head. The father waited patiently for him to continue. Matt swirled his now-lukewarm latte around in its paper cup. “I’ve hurt her…it seems like I can’t stop…and I don’t know how to fix it.”

“Does she know your secret?”

“Yes. She did from the beginning. Not my choice. But I didn’t realize how good she had gotten at tricking my senses when she was younger. And even then she knew me too well for me to be able to lie to her.”

“Smart kid. Seems to run in the family.”

Matt chuckled. “As far as the kids go, anyway. That’s why our dad didn’t want us to end up like him. Knew we had the brains not to.”

Fr. Lantom smiled a bit before getting serious again. “You said you hurt her. What do you mean?”

“Everytime I come home, battered and bruised, I know it upsets her. But lately I’ve had more…dances with death than either of us would like.”

“It’s natural to worry for those we care about. I’d be concerned if she wasn’t upset by those things.”

“I know. But I made her a promise that I’d be more careful. And I want to keep it but…”

“You don’t know if you can.”

Matt nodded. 

“So are you looking to quit your duties?”

“No,” Matt said without a single thought. 

“Alright…Are you going to send her away?”

“No, of course not.”

“Involve her?”

“No.”

Fr. Lantom paused for a moment, analyzing the man before him. “Then what is it you want, Matthew?”

Matt sighed through his nose and turned his head down. “I don’t know.”

“You do know that there will never be peace with this situation? You’re never going to stop being a vigilante. And she’s never going to stop worrying about you.”

“I guess I’ve just been trying to convince myself and her that I’d be able to catch Fisk easier and at least be able to slow down.”

Fr. Lantom thought for a moment then clasped his hands, resting his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward. “I don’t think you came here looking for a solution, Matthew.”

“What do you think I’m looking for, then?”

“Forgiveness.”

Matt paused. “That does sound nice.”

“The kind of forgiveness you’re looking for won’t be found within the walls of this church.”

“Something tells me I won’t be able to find it at all.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Fr. Lantom said, leaning back in his chair again. “With time you may get there. Couple smart kids like you? I think you’ll be able to figure something out. In the meantime, I think Y/n has to try and take some time to deal with her emotions. I’m assuming she’s mature for her age - that will serve you both well in this situation. She just has to realize it. And I think you need to be careful…and take your time healing.”

(Chapter 6)

Taglist: @babybeeelle

[comicwaren]

“If I was truly a man of God, I would agonize over my decision. But I’ve never felt more like a devil.” – Daredevil

Cover art for Daredevil Vol. 8 #019, “Introductory Rites: Conclusion”

Art by John Romita Jr., Scott Hanna and Richard Isanove

[frankcastlescumslut]

matt murdock with children. that’s all.

[llmsos]

Fanart of this awesome fic that made me want to rip my hair out by @faacethefacts

[the-feral-gremlin]

Karen Page is fucking amazing because if I woke up on the floor of my apartment covered in blood in front of my coworkers body with no memory of what happened and was immediately arrested and taken into custody where I was then strangled by people my boss sent after me and my lawyers hadn’t even been lawyers for a full 24 hours, I would’ve smashed things with hammers and yelled at people.

[demigodoreo]

Daredevil (2019) #1

[shiorimakibawrites]

Congratulations on your 300 followers dear, you're awesome and you deserve this! 🥳❤️❤️❤️

I'll start with Inside The Mind: what headcanons do you have for girl father!Matt? I would reeeally love to know what you think about it!

Have an awesome day my love! 🥰❤️❤️❤️

Thank you, Yuna! 😉

Thank you for the request and here are my headcanons:

Girl father! Matt Murdock

When asked before the birth, Matt said that all he wanted was a healthy baby. He had a few idle thoughts about what it might be like to have a son or a daughter. But for the most part, being healthy was his own real concern.

He really didn’t understand those fathers who were disappointed by having a girl. From the moment she was placed in his arms, this little person was the sweetest, most beautiful person in the entire world. How could anyone not love her?

As you may have gathered from that statement, his daughter had Matt wrapped around her little finger from day one.

Not in letting her get away with anything kind of way but in that he will cheerfully indulge her desire to give him a make-over, braid his hair, drink pretend-tea out of tiny teacups, solemnly evict the monster under the bed, etc.

Thinks his heart is going to melt out of his chest when his daughter expresses a desire to learn how to “read with her hands, just like Daddy.”

Matt is fiercely protective of her, willing and ready to use every single tool at his disposal to keep her safe - the law, his fists, the works.

Agonizes over the things that he can’t protect her from. Like the terrible things she hears if she inherited his senses or any of the other pains from his senses (he wouldn’t wish the migraines on anyone, let alone his own child).

Education is important to him. The kid doesn’t need to get perfect grades but he does expect good ones. Struggling with a subject is okay, as long as she is doing her best and he’ll help find tutors or whatever else she needs to pass.

Better understands his own father and his fears upon witnessing his daughter’s fierce temper and need for justice, knowing both how powerful and dangerous that fire can be. Seeks to temper it, channel it into safer waters like law or medicine. Fears that he will fail.

Regardless, he does train her and prays that at best it will simply be good exercise and at worst, defense is all she ever has to use it for.

When boyfriends (or girlfriends) start wandering by, Matt makes sure they know that if they mistreat his daughter, he will be unhappy. And that he’s rather unpleasant when he’s unhappy. Then he smiles and he knows it’s not a nice smile. Because this isn’t Matt Murdock, Attorney at Law speaking, this is the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen (Peter says that being old enough to have a teenage daughter has not made Matt any less terrifying when he wants to be).

Considers his threats more subtle than Frank’s (who made a point of cleaning his guns or sharpening his knives whenever someone came calling after his daughter). Others dispute this.

That being said, he will 100% cry at the wedding.

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

Okay now I wanna write father figure Matt Murdock