#franklin nelson

[certifiedgoofball]

something that i think is really funny about matt murdock is how obvious it is that he's daredevil, but since he's blind, no one suspects him. if he wasn't blind everyone would know by now. it's right in your face. even karen has her suspicions about matt but foggy claims matt is an alcoholic or something and karen goes along with it, because what else would it be? the blind attorney she works with is also the devil of hell's kitchen? that's bogus.

[paanmoxi]

thinking about them ☹️☹️

[emotion-no-hot-yes-hotel-trivago]

foggy Nelson is so pretty actually

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[deliriousbean]

It's a bit late but...

Have a patented Nelson, Murdock, and Page new year's dance party

[isagnocchi]

He's so pompompurin coded

[nightblood]

[plus-size-reader]

Matt's Stupid Mistake

Foggy Nelson x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2080 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Foggy finds out that their mutual best friend already knows Matt’s secret, even though he just found out himself.

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Foggy was having a tough time.

The news of what Matt had really been doing all those times he’d called and gotten sent to voicemail wasn’t exactly easy to swallow. It was crazy that he was some kind of masked vigilante, and you weren’t here to argue that.

You knew that it was insane.

Honestly, you knew that better than anyone by this point.

It wasn’t like you were thrilled when you learned about it in the first place yourself. You hated that Matt did all that to himself and that he took so many unnecessary risks, but that was a bridge to be crossed another day.

Right now, you just wanted to see your two best friends talking again. It was driving you crazy that they were fighting, and you wanted it to stop.

Whatever you had to do, you were desperate.

The three of you hadn’t gone this long without spending time together since the last year of college and you didn’t exactly want to break that streak after so many years. Especially not because of some mistake.

“Fogs, I know you’re home. Let me in” you called, knocking on his apartment door over and over again, in what you knew was a desperate and likely futile attempt at getting him to open up.

You had been standing here for fifteen minutes without a peep from him, and at this point, you were having your doubts that he would ever open the door. Which, just wasn’t like him.

Foggy had never been the silent type, and you weren’t sure that he’d ever gone this long without talking in his entire life. He was a passionate person, he felt things very deeply, and when he got upset, he talked.

It just was who he was.

On every day except for this one, apparently.

In all the time that you’d known Foggy, he had never been this way with you. He always put you first and never iced you out, even on the rare occasions when he and Matt got into spats.

He always made time for you.

Still, it was becoming more and more apparent that this thing with Matt was weighing on him more than he wanted to admit. You understood that, and you weren’t here to blame him or ask him to forget it.

That was the last thing you wanted.

He was worried about his best friend, worried about one of the only people in the world who had been by his side and it was really affecting him.

“Come on Foggy, I just want to explain” you sighed, practically begging. You had deflated now, your forearm propped up against his door, your forehead resting against it.

You felt like dirt.

The last thing you wanted to do was hurt him. Not that telling Foggy that was going to lessen the sting of betrayal at all. In some ways, this was just as much your lie as Matt’s and you knew that but you couldn’t just leave it at that.

It wasn’t like you had intentionally kept this from him.

You hadn’t even meant to find out.

It happened in a situation not dissimilar to when Foggy had, though under vastly different circumstances. It wasn’t a day unlike any other, and you had no reason to think anything was going on. You were just dropping off some takeout.

That was it.

You had gotten dinner for yourself and on the way home you passed Matts’ apartment and decided to leave him with the leftovers. Foggy had always been a little better about taking breaks, going out with Karen to Josies, or ordering in when working late.

Matt didn’t.

If left to his own devices, he would just keep working on whatever case they’d taken on and only feed himself after the nagging in his stomach became too much to ignore.

That was it.

It wasn’t your fault that by simply using the spare key Matt had given you, and letting yourself into his pitch black apartment, you had blown open his biggest secret. Though, in your defense, you weren’t exactly expecting to find him bleeding out on the couch.

It was quite literally the last thing you could have hoped to see, but that was what happened.

Would Foggy have made a different call if he’d been in your place? You didn’t think so. Not to mention the fact that if he’d been keeping this secret all along, you would have done whatever you had to in order to protect him too.

That was just what you did for each other, even though it had gotten out of hand this time.

It wasn’t like Matt was completely guilty in this either if you were being honest. He was arrogant and misguided, sure, but his heart was in the right place. He wasn’t trying to hurt Foggy either.

You just hoped you could try to make him understand.

That was why you’d come here, after all.

You hoped it would be a little easier to swallow coming from someone who wasn’t Matt. This had been hard for you too, from the moment you found out, the secret had just been eating you up.

Now that someone else knew, you wanted to explain.

You wanted to talk about it.

The whole thing was so important to Matt that you couldn’t be honest about how genuinely frustrating and taxing it was for you. How nerve-wracking it was to be caught between one best friend in constant danger and lying to the other.

It was awful, but this was the thing you dreaded the most. Every day, all you could think about was how much you wanted to tell Foggy and how much it was going to hurt him when he inevitably found it.

…but your hands were tied, weren’t they?

You just had to hope that he would understand if he ever gave you a chance to talk to him about it. Which, as the minutes continued to tick by with no word from him, you doubted would ever come.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I thought about it every day, but it wasn’t exactly my secret to tell” you huffed, giving up almost entirely, your voice nothing more than a faint expelling of air now.

It was no use.

Foggy was mad, he was hurt, and there was nothing you could do to change that. What had happened was really unfortunate, and it was far from how Matt would have wanted him to find out, but again, it was out of your hands.

There was very little you could do about any of it without somehow betraying one of them, and you made the best call you could knowing that.

On one hand, if you kept Matt’s secret, you were knowingly deceiving Foggy and the lies were bound to pile up. However, on the other hand, if you spilled Matt’s secret and the wrong people got ahold of it, there was no telling what could happen.

So, you made a call. Maybe it was the wrong one, but you couldn’t have known that before.

For better or worse, this was just what it was now.

“Okay well, you know where to find me if you want to talk” you finally decided, resigning yourself to accepting his silence. Clearly, if Foggy felt like talking about it, he would have done it by now.

You had nearly given up when you heard the soft sound of the latch on the other side of the door click out of its place.

It wasn’t much but it meant that at least Foggy had been listening to you. He’d heard what you said and that was more than you could have hoped for leading up to this moment.

It was probably more than you deserved.

He should have hated you for keeping something like this from him, for lying to him and potentially putting yourself in danger for Matt, but Foggy wasn’t irrational. He understood that you didn’t really have a choice.

Matt’s secret wasn’t one that you could have shared, because it wasn’t yours. If anything, he was just glad that the other man had someone who knew the truth, even though he didn’t.

“How long have you known?” he asked weakly, the door hardly even open before he started to speak. It wasn’t something you were prepared to answer right off the bat, but luckily, Foggy was in no mood to split hairs.

He didn’t seem to want exact details or long-winded, complicated answers. He just wanted to know the truth and he wanted you to be the one to tell him.

“I don’t know. A couple of months” you guessed, if you were being honest, it could have been years by now and it wouldn’t matter. It felt like time had been slipping through your fingers here lately.

Since you learned the truth about what happened in Hell’s Kitchen after dark.

Foggy considered that for a few moments, mulling over the implications of that. That you had been lying to him every day for months and never once felt the need to give him any clue as to what was going on.

That you had potentially been putting yourself in danger and he didn’t know. That Matt had been putting you in danger in the first place.

“I never wanted to hurt you”

There was an earnestness in your voice that made Foggy’s heart clench, but he couldn’t rightly let you know that. Not until he knew exactly how much had been going on without his knowing, and just how deep you and Matty were into this.

Foggy just looked at you for a second, taking in your disheveled appearance and clear distress before ultimately loosening up a little.

He was still pissed, of course, but it wasn’t right for him to make you pay the price for Matt’s stupid mistake.

“Come in” he prompted, swinging the door wide, only catching it just short of it slamming into the wall opposite.

There was a softness in the suggestion, an admission of sorts, that let you know that the two of you would be okay eventually. Right now, you weren’t sure what the future looked like, and for the first time in a long time, you weren’t sure if Matty would be a part of it.

…but if nothing else, you knew that you had Foggy.

“I’m so sorry Fogs” you hummed, your voice almost entirely muffled by the fabric of his hoodie as you hugged him.

He knew.

Of course he knew, but ultimately this was about so much more than a lie. This was about you, and him, and Matt. This was about what you had chosen to do, and what your friend had been doing all this time without considering how it would affect everyone else.

This was about how Foggy felt about the two of you, and how far he’d have been willing to go for either of you if it came to that.

How did Foggy feel about you? In this moment, holding you in his arms like his life depended on it, he felt like he knew but like everything else, that was too complicated.

It always had been.

“I’m sorry too, for getting upset with you” he muttered, finally cooling down enough to realize why blaming you had been such a bad idea in the first place.

None of this was your fault. You had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time and if he’d been in your place or you’d had a secret you needed him to keep, he would have done it in a heartbeat.

You just nodded in reply, not pulling away from him, even though you were sure that this would be quite the sight for his neighbors if they happened to come home now.

You both stayed like that for a while, trying to figure out what more there was to say. It felt like there was so much more, and the issue was far from resolved, but every time you went to speak, you came up empty.

What words could say more than you already knew? What could ever even come close to smoothing something like this over?

You had no idea.

All you knew right now was that Matt has some major explaining to do, and as much as you loved him, today was the day you’d have to stop covering for him.

[obvious-captain-rogers]

okay but can you imagine how much it sucked to be Foggy in S2 of Daredevil. like both of his besties are down bad for the fucking Punisher and no matter what he says or does they just think he's hotter

[theatrekidenergy]

College Matt and Foggy having a hang out!

Time taken: 33 minutes ^^

[plasmabear]

Foggy: Is it working?

Matt: … yes.

@plasmabear

Everyone needs floor time sometimes

[abbeevee]

I just started watching daredevil and if anything happens to foggy I will start violently sobbing

[silverflameataraxia]

Deborah Ann Woll and Elden Henson are reprising their roles as Karen and Foggy!!!

I'm officially going to be watching Daredevil: Born Again now.

Hopefully we can also expect Kastle content :)

[igotanidea]

Number one: Foggy Nelson x reader

Request: Reader is pregnant, but she doesn't realise yet. Matt can tell, because of his super senses thing and he breaks the news to her, and she rushed to tell Foggy.

A/N: changed the original request in that "rushes to tell him" part, adding a bit of hesitancy on reader's part. Hope you'll still like it anon :)

***

They were just hanging at Josie’s, having fun, getting drinks and enjoying time spent together outside of the law firm and the whole Daredevil business.

Matt, Foggy and Y/N.

Just like the old times, though a lot has changed.

“I’m going to get us a round of something stronger. On me!” Y/N raised from her chair, ready to head towards the bar.

“No, honey. Stay. I can’t let my girlfriend serve me.” Foggy kissed the top of her head quickly taking over in placing the order.

“Oh and since when are you a prince charming?” she mocked playfully.

“Always been. Too bad you didn’t notice the treasure you got for yourself.”

And with those words he headed towards the bar to get everyone's favorites.

“He’s a gem.” Y/N chuckled, turning back towards Matt, but upon seeing his expression, the smile died on her lips and she frowned in confusion. “Hey Murdock, you ok?”

“I don’t think you should be drinking tonight, Y/N.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” her confusion only grew bigger with Matt’s every word.

“Just don’t—”

“Ok, listen up, devil, I’m in no mood for your games, you either tell me what is going on or I swear-“

“Hey, hey, relax!” Matt smirked characteristically “I seriously forgot how defensive you can get at times.”

“Can you really blame me? I’ve been dealing with you and Foggy for way too long for it to not rub off me.”

“Well. Speaking of Foggy, when was the last time you two have—”

“MATTHEW MURDOCK!”

“I’m just asking-“

“This is none of your business! Jeez!” Y/N reached for her water, taking big, loud sips, trying to calm her nerves at Matt’s audacity and control her burning cheeks. “You’re unbelievable! Have you seen me asking about your performance in the area?”

“Come on, you know I had nothing wrong on my mind-“

“You better keep your mouth shut.” She spat angrily.

“Have you told him yet?” Murdock smirked again.

“Told who what?”

“Foggy.”

“I swear if you don’t stop talking cryptic I will…” she hesitated wondering what she could threaten the daredevil himself with, to make it convincing.

“Take a deep breath, princess. All that stress cannot be good for the baby.”

“Baby?” she almost choked at the word, coughing so excessively that it made Foggy look at her from the distance. Luckily Matt sensed his friend’s concern and smiled from above Y/N’s arm at the attempt to calm Franklin down. “What baby? What are you talking about Matt? Is this a joke, cause if so, it’s not funny at all and-“

“Y/N, sunshine, you don’t need me to tell you that. You already know.”

“Well there’s knowing and knowing. You sure, though? I mean, I know your super senses work in a strange way, but-“

“I’m sure.”

“So next thing you do, you’re going to tell me the future? Maybe a glimpse on the gender?” It might have been fake, but it sounded like her voice had a hint of hope for that.

“Nah, can’t spoil the surprise for the happy parents, can I?” he chuckled, corners of his mouth travelling upwards. “And as much as I would love to act like a diviner, this is not how my thing works. You’re going to have to figure it out by yourself.”

“Figure out what?” Foggy clearly heard the last part of their conversation, immediately wanting to be let in on whatever secret his best friend and girlfriend were discussing.

“The future.” Y/N quickly responded, her heartbeat a little accelerated and her breathing a little ragged. She didn’t want Foggy to find out about his future role like this. Not in a bar, with the bottle of beer in hand. No.

She was going to tell him, but at an appropriate time and place. Preferably choosing some veiled way to give him a hint. He was a lawyer, equals smart, equals he would put two and two together.

While her thoughts were spinning like crazy, both Foggy and Matt noticed her distraction, though each of them for very different reasons.

Matt was simply looking at her from the opposite side of the table, smirking knowingly. It was adorable how she was blushing and sweating, after he broke the news to her. Almost as if she wasn’t planning it while it was no secret, both her and Foggy were meant to start a family soon. And Matt was happy for both his friends.

Meanwhile Foggy, once again became alerted seeing his girl’s reddened cheeks and shaking hands.

“Hey, Y/N, you okay? You look a little flustered. Has Matt been throwing jokes at you?”

“More than one joke, actually-“ she muttered, draining the remaining water from the glass. “But rooted in reality.”

“Oh.” Foggy threw glances between both his companions. “Do you maybe want to share?”

“All at the right time, Franklin. All at the right time.” Matt gave Y/N a smile and patted his friend’s back. He was not going to spoil the surprise for Foggy, besides he had a feeling that Y/N was quite sceptical about the news he gave her and would like to check everything three times before spreading it to the father-to-be. “And I don’t think she will be drinking that beer after all.”

***

There was still a chance that Matt was wrong, right? That whatever he sensed or saw in her body was just a slip, right? Obviously, he couldn’t have seen anything she missed. It was her body after all. If anyone was to feel any changes it would be her, right?

At the moment, she was locked in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, clutching the pregnancy test in her shaking hands, waiting for the results to come. Minutes dragging into hours as her feet couldn’t be still on the ground, instead stomping on the floor in some crazy, uncontrolled rhythm.

Two lines.

With a sigh and spinning head, she laid the stick on the counter, next to the previous five that were showing the same two lines over and over.

Seemed like Matt was right after all, damn his ass! It was almost embarrassing that a man read right through her body like it was something that he was allowed to!

She was going to be a mom to a little bean, already growing in her womb.

And that was—

Amazing. Heartwarming. Exhilarating.

-Terrifying.-

Her hand instinctively found a way to her stomach, caressing it softly, now with full knowledge that she was already two beings in one and that it came with a whole checklist of responsibilities, starting from doctor’s appointments and healthy diet, ending on shopping and nursing an innocent, fragile being that were to show up in the world.   

Her baby.

She smiled to herself already imagining tiny hands reaching for her. Tiny feet with tiny little toes, perfect for tickling and caressing. Tiny face, perfect for smooches. Pretty little eyes and innocent looks full of trust.

Her baby.  

Her and Foggy’s baby.

And now there was no way she could pretend anymore.

He had to know.

She had to tell him. Knowing that Foggy would be happy too. But just like he said to Matt, the night before – there was knowing and knowing.

***

 “How was your day?” Foggy put his bag down in the hallway and rushed to the living room to Y/N’s side, leaning over her pecking the top of her head in that signature gesture that was speaking volumes.

“Bearable.” She retorted, putting down her book and shifting a little on the couch, to make more space for him. Obviously, he took it as a cue to move closer and pull her into a hug, allowing her to snuggle into his side. “But it’s much better now.”  

Foggy chuckled.

“You are becoming a little cheesy Y/N, you know that?”

“Oh really? Too bad for you, your girlfriend is turning into a cheap romantic.”

“Another cute trait of you I’ll have to learn how to deal with.”

“And who’s cheesy now?” she rolled her eyes, poking his chest playfully.

“Hey! Stop it!” his hand wrapped around her wrist, before interlacing their fingers “at least we match, don’t we?”

“We do.” She grinned playing with his hand, before realising something “Oh! I totally forgot! There’s a parcel for you. Came earlier today, I left it in the kitchen.”

“In the kitchen?! And you’re only telling me this now?” Foggy feigned offence “there’s no way I’m going to move anywhere while you are so comfortably settled in my arms, love.”

“It might be important though-“

“Nothing is more important than my time with my girl.”

“But what if--?”

“Why are you acting like you want me to move away from you?” Foggy gave her a look, trying to read right through her and figure whether she was hiding something.

“Franklin Nelson, do not give me your lawyer stare, I am not one of your clients-“

“Of course not. Cause if you were, I’d have to recuse myself from the case due to personal reasons. And then, Matt will be the one to handle you. I mean – “ he grinned playfully “your case. Not you per se. Cause you are mine.”

“Ok, ok, I get it, but—”

“No. No Y/N, look at me.” She obediently met his eyes “You are mine. I do love you, you know it? And I may not me the vigilante, but I will always protect and cherish you-”

“Oh, Foggy…” she leaned to kiss him softly “I do love you too. And believe me, I do not need nor want a vigilante. Why would I when I have a hero sitting right next to me?”

“Cheesy, told you.”

“Ok, you know what, you are right. I do want you to get away and see what’s in that parcel.” She mocked “Because it may be addressed to you, but I am the one who seems to be more curious about the content. Did you order some sort of gift for me?”

“No that I know of.” Foggy walked to the kitchen and carried back the medium sized box, wrapped up in a pretty paper and with a bow on the top. “There was no label here? No sender’s details?”

“Nope. Not a single thing. Hey, are you having a secret admirer, I should be jealous of?”

“I can assure you, that since I met you I haven’t been flirting with any girls.”

“That’s not an answer dear.”

“Well maybe we should just look inside and check for ourselves?”

With that word, he started to carefully untie the ribbon and unwrap the box. Slowly and methodically as if he was defusing the potential bomb. Once the paper was off he put his hands inside retrieving…

“Shoes?” His expression showed a hell lot of confusion. Two soft slippers, small enough to fit on the palm of his hand “I don’t understand. Why would someone send me baby shoes? It’s not like I need any—”

“Um… Foggy…”

“It’s almost as if someone were suggesting that—” suddenly it dawned on him, his eyes grew wide. “Y/N…” it seemed like the whole blood drained from his face.

“Foggy, please just listen to me, I can explain-“ now she was sure that he did not like the news and it was too much of a shock. “Sit down and we can talk about it –” Y/N raised from the couch, grabbing his hand, hoping to calm and ground him.

“Y/N… Are you- are you pregnant?”

“Yeah…”

“You’re pregnant with my baby?!” he exclaimed

 “Well, you’re the only one with whom-“ she managed to stutter, not sure how to proceed with his unusual behaviour. Foggy didn’t seem mad, but he also was not over the moon. “Foggy, dear, I swear I can-“

“You are pregnant with my baby!” he exclaimed again, rushing to hug and hold her. “We’re gonna be parents! I am going to be A FATHER!”

“Yes, yes you are, but—”

“Oh, Y/N, love! You have made me the happiest man on earth!” he cried out, pulling her closer, before realising that she was now carrying their baby and it might have been too tight. “I’m sorry. I;m just so excited!”

“So… you’re not mad?”

“Mad? Why would I be mad?” he pulled back, looking right into her yes “Did you think I would be anything but happy?”

“Well, it is unexpected and we didn’t exactly plan it—”

“And that was the reason you thought I would be mad? Y/N, love, I’ve already learnt that the best things in life are those that you cannot plan. I was never meant to go to law school. I was never meant to meet Matt, and he was never meant to become a daredevil. But all those little things, those little steps? They led me straight to you. None of that was planned and yet, turned out to be the best unexpected surprise I could ever hope and wish for. So, please, dear, when will you understand?”

“Understand what?”

“That I love you, that I’m not ever letting you go. Ever. And I’m not saying this in some creepy kind of way, but in a man-in-love kind of way. You are my world. Well – you two are my world now.” He smiled, placing palm on her belly. “And if anything, it’s the best damn thing I could wish for. Just imagine Matt’s face when we tell him.”

“Actually-“

“Please do not tell me he already knows!”

“Well, I wasn’t the one to tell him!”

“Well, I don’t care if he’s the Daredevil or the god himself, he couldn’t have known before me!”

“HE knew even before me!”

“Do you think we should tell him to piss off?”

“Foggy!” she laughed “since when do you use gutter language? Besides, he is your best friend.”

“Mhm. Best friend, indeed. But you are my family. So, he’d better stay back, because—”

She chuckled again and leaned to kiss him, before he could even finish that sentence.

“We are going to be parents.” She reminded him, emphasising the first word. “You and me, Foggy. Think about that.”

“You and me” he repeated leaning his forehead on her.

“Mhm. Yes. You and me. And I can already tell you are going to be the best father.”

“And how do you know? Did Matt maybe tell you that?”

“You’re so silly, Franklin.”

“That’s a valid question!”

“Then no. Maybe it’s impossible, but I know it from the way my inside tingled when you touched my stomach. As if our two-week-old baby already knows you. As if he or she knows you are going to accept them, love them and take care of them once they show up in this world.”

“Hm. If that’s the baby’s opinion—" he pulled her closer to his chest again.

“Not only. The mother agrees with it completely.”

Foggy chuckled, his heart racing as he kept holding onto Y/N.

He was finally going to have his own family.

And as much as he loved Matt as his best friend, Foggy was definitely going to tease him about the fact that it was him, who got the pretty girl this time.

That he was number one for her. 

[spn-lesbian]

Foggy: so, I'm in love with Matt

Karen: our Matt?

Foggy: yes. Thoughts?

Karen: and prayers

[deliriousbean]

Mid-January Stroll

Lil doodle of the avocados in the snow cause I watched a christmas movie yesterday and it completely threw me back into the christmas feels

[isagnocchi]