#peter parker x matthew Murdock

[winterspiderpurrs]

I need some WinterSpider and or Stucky paralymic games fics/ficlets

Like...

Bucky there. One arm, doesn't wear his prosthetic. At whatever event you want him to play.

Meets cute Volunteer Peter/Steve. Or Coach Peter/Steve

Or or !!!!

Matthew Murdock doing the blind running event and Peter is his eyes for it!

Omg....I need I need these!?!?!

[natti-ice]

for the universal blurb can you do breeding kink please? thank you!! <3

18+ mdni

cw: breeding kink, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, cum eating

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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“please baby?” His voice was pure sex and you knew you couldn’t resist him, you loved him and the idea of letting him do this to you made your heart pound. The sweet pout on his face when he begged you to let him cum inside you was almost enough to make you say yes- almost. You watched him reach for the condom that you had placed onto his throbbing length, just itching to take it off.

“On one condition,” you started then paused to make the anticipation around you two thicker, you could practically see the desperation seeping out of his pores. A sinister grin spreads across your face as you say, “you have to lick it out when you’re done” his eyes widened in surprise but his grin matched yours quickly. “Deal.”

He immediately pulls the condom off of his cock and lines himself up with your dripping entrance, teasing it with the tip and lets out a needy groan. He slowly pushes past your entrance, working himself in and out inch by agonizing inch, your back arched off the soft sheets as he bottoms out inside of you. When he feels you’ve acclimated to his size he begins to thrust faster, both of your pleasured sounds fill up the spacious bedroom- anyone walking by would be envious of what’s taking place behind your bedroom door.

After your second orgasm you could tell he was getting close, his cock twitched against your walls and his thrusts became sloppy, “c-can’t wait to breed this little pussy” he grunts as his head falls back, his hips twitch as he releases inside of you. He pants hard as he slowly pulls out of you, the feeling of emptiness makes you whimper but when you feel his cum slowly drip down to your ass another wave of excitement hits you. You look up at the hot disheveled man who just gave you one of his best fucks to date, you giggle softly as you say “your turn now.”

Without hesitation he drops his head down to your pussy and gives it a slow long lick, you moan as you look down at him and see the white coating his tongue. His eyes meet yours as he swallows his own load, you’ve never seen something so hot before, you could probably cum off the sight alone. He doesn’t back down, he goes back for more and brings you to your third orgasm of the night.

[keithyaboii]

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

marvel men- stoner edition

this is how i think the marvel men would act while you (and them) are high:) please enjoy and get baked appropriately, whichever method you choose stay safe! <3

peter parker

- one word. munchies.

-this man prepares an entire feast before the two of you get high and he gets so hungry it’s not even funny. you pray to get a bite in… but he cooks such good food, so you can’t complain.

-you bring over a desert so it’s even, last time it was chocolate fudge brownies and he kissed the chocolate off your lips

- he’s very touchy, always wanting to cuddle!1!1 more than normal, like he literally sits you on his lap despite there being an empty chair next to him

-you guys watch starwars movies often, or compilations of brain rot that you both know all the references to- you laugh with him for hours to the point you’re silently dying, tears down your face and needing to call a time out

-often times you get high at his place, with lots of low, dim christmas lights, open windows for the nice breeze (and so you can sit on the fire escape) and he always makes sure your spot on the bed is made and has stuffies!

-essentials- fuzzy blankets. his camera (to take pictures of you), fuzzy peaches and baggy clothes

bucky barnes

- super good at rolling. you make him roll everything for you and he pretends to get annoyed but secretly he loves it

- he has a much higher tolerance then you so it’s super funny when you’re already on cloud nine and he’s barley high yet, he makes fun of you

- he’s super protective of you if you guys go out, normally you go to the gas station to grab snacks because it’s close by, but despite this he holds you close and always is slightly in front of you when people are around to shield you

- you guys typically smoke at the little creek by your house and watch the stars or in your room, from out the window

- he really likes your room (mainly your bed) and is constantly insisting on cuddling, which results in you freaking out because he threatens to wear his outside clothes under the sheets if you don’t hurry up

- super calm and relaxed, but still alert to protect you! even if you’re in your home, he’s still a guard dog

- you tend to play with his hair and put butterfly clips in it (he “does not” like this)

- usually if you’re at your house you watch lord of the rings

- essentials- his fancy lighter he likes to show off, chocolate covered pretzels, baggy clothes and a nerf gun (to protect you ofc)

steve rogers

- says “do a flip!” to anyone who is on a high surface, including you

- he always brings his notebook because he claims his ideas flow better when he’s had a few hits, so sometimes he’ll just randomly pull it out and write or draw

- he likes to draw you a lot whenever you guys get high together

- huge video game lover! you guys play Minecraft together at his house and build little villages (and then he brings you to the nether with no weapons so you’re running around freaking out)

- #1 fruit gummy and goldfish lover

- if he slid his hand on your upper thigh and gave you that look he knows drives you wild, you would have 216 nickles. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened 216 times (you fuck after)

- does spot on fuck boy impressions to make you piss your pants from laughing so hard

- essentials- a game, lunchbox snacks, thin blankets (so he doesn’t get hot, he’s picky), and his notebook

matt murdock

- he likes to eat “treats” that you bake, his favourite is the homemade rice kripsies with weed butter

- you guys always cheers them before you eat them after a nice homemade, candle lit dinner

- typically you guys lounge on the couch and like getting stoned when it’s storming so you can listen to the rain on the roof (his high, echoing loft makes it louder:) )

- he’s old fashioned, you guys make a charcuterie board and play board games like chutes and ladders and battleship

- matt like to run you a bath, light some candles and play with your hair while you watch a cheesy sitcom

- lazy make out sessions allll the time, and being perched up on his knee while he rubs your arms and back

- words of affirmation… always. he already tells you stuff all the time but when he’s stoned it’s every two sentences. “you’re so soft and sweet and so good” is a classic, where he rambles on

- just really romantic:) also SEXY! but sexy romantic. he takes care of you and touch is a must

essentials- red wine, sweet smelling candles, his dog eared box game of battleship and some good italian bread

loki laufeyson

- this man… yeah. sex!

- the two of you stretch out with a soft blanket and watch compilations of people acting like idiots and getting hurt, or super bad reality tv to laugh

- i feel like he’s artistic! whenever you guys smoke that side comes out even more, so you guys often paint together- recently you did that trend where you painted your partner in real time

- he’s a cat man so your black cat locks is always with you, curled up in a ball or slung across his shoulder

- he really likes frozen/ cold fruits. like frozen grapes. i feel he would have a deep connection to them and would feed them to you like some greek goddess

- sometimes you guys smoke before a night out in town, and you go see a play or something and eat sooo much popcorn up in those little balcony boxes

- late walks in the city too, to look at all the pretty lights and such! he often snags you a fresh baked good from a vendor to nibble one

- essentials- his cat, his grapes, and his lady!! also he has this really soft pair of sweatpants he likes to wear, black of course! you guys have matching ones

[psychokatrixxxy]

It is very hard to write in the pov of a blind man. Why did I choose Matt to be the protagonist? Do I just like to suffer?

[jasperlore]

More Peter doodles and Matt and Foggy lmao Me and my bestie have decided that peter is dating both wade and matt, but wade and matt arent together :3c bc we're silly like that

[latenightreadingpdf]

Marvel Fic Recs

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Peter Parker

Shy Shy Shy A Film by Peter Parker Caffeine A Hug? Cooties The Way That You Were Two Normal Arms Honeybody Your Boy Who is a Friend

Matt Murdok

Care Packages

Pietro Maximoff

Touch Starved Braids

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[twobitzz]

team red deluxe is daredevil, deadpool, spiderman, arsenal, red hood and artemis grace

[femscottlang]

Red, Blue, and Black

Frank Castle x Reader 

Summary- After meeting Frank Castle and Matt Murdock while trying to gain information for Nick Fury, you find yourself taking care of these two grown men who are constantly getting themselves hurt. One day they bring in a half-dead kid in a spider costume. 

Content warnings- UHhhh injuries, angst, fluff, death threats, I think Frank just being himself needs a warning tbh. 

Word Count ≈ 2k

A/N- This isnt exactly canon but this takes place after No Way Home and this is absolutely so self indulgent i just thought this would be like kinda sweet. 

You pushed open the door to your apartment and dropped your stakeout gear on the kitchen table, letting out a huff before going to your fridge to pull out a beer. You opened it on the counter and stomped to the couch to slump down, letting your shoulders drop for the first time in 2 days. Rubbing a hand over your face, you reach for the remote to put on a thoughtless program, in hopes of distracting yourself from your aching limbs. 

As you were flipping through the channels, you heard your window being pushed open. You whined and stomped your feet, putting your beer on the coffee table before standing up and helping Matt open the window. He climbed in with a sheepish smile, taking off his helmet and moving out of the way for Frank to climb in. You sigh and put your hands on your hips, looking at the ceiling and praying to Saint Monica for the patience to deal with these two. 

You watched as frank came in with his back to you, being more careful, slow and deliberate with his movements than you had ever seen before. It was Matt who was more careful and rational whilst Frank just destroyed everything in his path. You looked at matt in concern who was laying on the chair holding his side. He waved you away “Don’t worry about me right now” he grunted, running his finger through his sweat-drenched hair.

This just added to your confusion as you looked back at frank you had finally gotten through the window and turned to face you, laying down an unconscious man in a suit on your couch. “A new superhero? we have enough of you guys. Frank go get my kit” you grumbled, pulling your hair back into a bun and taking off the button up you had over a tank top. “Yes ma’am” he said, hesitating to leave the new found vigilante before going to your bathroom, grabbing the kit and coming back out. 

 You had rolled him over, unzipped his costume and was examining the giant gash from his left shoulder to his right hip “Jesus fucking christ what happened?!” you hissed, opening the kit and disinfecting the gash to the best of your ability before reaching up and taking off the mask to help the vigilante breathe better.

 As soon as you saw his face you shot to your feet, your heart sinking to your stomach as you felt the blood drain from your face. You looked at Matt and Frank, fuming “you better tell me right now that this is just a guy with a baby face. You have to” You pleaded, looking back at the unconscious kid on the couch.

Frank sat on the coffee table, taking a sip of your beer and watching you work “I didn’t ask for an ID, doll.” he shrugged, resting his elbows on his thighs. 

“Are you two fucking serious?! This kid can’t be older than 18, max. This is a child! Its one thing for you two to come into my apartment half dead but to bring a child?!” You reprimanded, going back onto your knees in front of him and starting to stitch up the gash before the kid can wake up.

Matt said your name and tried to sit up “If he wasn’t with us he would be doing this by himself anyways.” you glared over your glasses at him “I expected this shit from castle, but cmon.” you let out a shaky breath, wrapping his abdomen to keep the stitches clean. “Hes a kid.” you used some hand sanitizer and iodine before going over to Matt “lose the suit” you murmured as he took off the top of it. You looked at the bullet hole, moving to look at his back to see if there is an exit wound. You reached in your kit and pulled out your tweezers, looking up at Matt to make sure he knew what you were doing. He nodded as you doused them with iodine and pushed against his chest to get him to lay further back. Frank stood up and walked behind the chair, wrapping his arms around matt to restrain him. 

This was a familiar routine to you three, happened at least one a week whether it was Matt being held down or Frank. You winced every time you heard him whimper in pain, but eventually you fished the bullet out, repeating the movements of stitching and bandaging as you did on the vigilante. You went to the kitchen to wash your hands and face, leaning over the sink. You tried to organize your thoughts, wanting to avoid having a child die on your. You huffed as you heard heavy footsteps behind you. 

“Angel…” Frank grunted, leaning his back against the counter next to you 

“Don’t Angel me, Castle. You bring a kid. A child into my apartment. There is a  kid dying on my couch.” you frantically ran your fingers through your hair as you began to pace in front of him “If he dies, how are we gonna explain that. Please enlighten me. And how did you come out relatively unharmed and the kid is half dead?!” You stopped in your tracks and poked a finger at his chest “So help me god Frank, if that kid dies your next. You know I know people.” you said through gritted teeth.

“I know you know people.” he said, taking your hand and kissing it before holding his against his chest with both hands. “Stupid kid is too selfless. No regard for personal safety. Tried to stop him,” you looked at him skeptically “I did.” he insisted “So did Red. How’d you think he got shot. Fuckin’ idiot” He grumbled, letting go of your hand and pulling you agaist him 

You felt his chest vibrate as he talked, which inexplicibly always grounded you. He knows that. “Order some food, I dont have anything to eat. Havent been home in a couple days, you’re lucky I just got back” you said as he pressed a kiss to your temple “I know, angel. What do you want?”

You looked up to think “indian. Get me kosha mangsho.” you decided“Matt will want biryani and get butter chicken for the kid. Thats neutral enough and he’ll be starving” you said. He nodded, reaching in his pocket and pulling out his phone. You gently moved away from him to go back into the living room. You knew Matt could hear your conversation so you didn’t bother reprimanding him. “Go take a shower, Murdock.” you said, nudging him “I got one of those old people shower chairs for you and Castle when you two are too hurt to stand.” 

He looked up at you and smiled “Thank you. God we really need to stop dragging you into this shit, huh?” he asked as he pushed himself off of the chair “Yeah you do. Now go. You’re gonna get bloodstains on my furniture.” you shooed him off before taking his spot on the chair, watching the kid sleep. 

Frank walked into the living room and sat on the arm of your chair “His name is Peter.” he said, his eyes scanning over your face “the kid on the-”

“Yeah. Yeah I got that, Frankie.” you let out an airy chuckle. 

Peter began to stir, groaning in pain before trying to sit up and look around. “Ow- Where am I?” he asked, eyes wide. You immediately got up and gently pushed back down the panicking boy “Hey Hey. Hi. you’re alright. You're safe. Please don’t try to sit up you’re gonna tear your stitches.” You said in a soothing voice, looking at Frank “Daredevil and The Punisher brought you here. See? He’s right there” You pointed at Frank, who didn’t even attempt to comfort the poor boy. “Red’s in the shower.”

You watched his eyes frantically scan the room before landing on Frank with the daredevil mask on the floor next to him, he let out a sigh of relief “Ok. ok. Alright” he said, grunting as he sat up on the couch. 

You gave him your name “the two of them come to me when they’re hurt. Or hungry.” You said, giving him a weary smile “Frank told me you’re Peter?” 

“Yeah, Peter Parker”

“Well, Peter Parker, Is there anyone I should call? I don’t want your parents to worry, hon. I have a car, I can take you home once you’re okay enough to move” You explained, moving back to sit in the chair, putting your hand on Frank’s knee. 

“No- uh there’s no one to call” he said solemnly, leaning his head further back to stop himself from crying 

“No one? That can’t be true. You’re what? 16?17? You have to have someone.” you pushed “an Aunt? Uncle? Foster parent? CPS officer? A friend even?!” 

“17 and no, no one. I live by myself.” he looked down at his hands. He gave you a rundown of his backstory, the spider, aunt may, Dr. Strange. 

You looked at him with furrowed brows before sucking in a breath “Well I have an extra bedroom, you’re staying here at least for tonight and are welcome to stay here as long as you need. It was my nephew’s, but he’s in college with his own apartment now.” you said in a hushed voice, reaching for Frank’s hand. He placed his hand in yours and gave it a squeeze 

“Foods comin’ soon” He said to peter, not knowing how to navigate the situation. The doorbell ringing was his saving grace as he went over to get it 

“Thank you,” Peter said with a sad smile.

“Of course, sweetheart” you insisted “Sorry ‘bout Frank. You get used to his…uh…he’s an acquired taste” you said apprehensively

Matt stepped out into the living room in a t-shirt and sweatpants from the stash of clothes him and Castle have accumulated over the months of staying over. “Peter, why dont you wash up?” Matt urged, still limping from the bullet wound. “C’mon I’ll help you get in” He said, reaching out a hand

“I’ll help the big bad punisher with the food.” You said, pushing yourself up and going into the kitchen. You drag a chair to the cabinets and get out the bowls and glasses, putting it down on the counter before hopping off the chair. 

You took a shaky breath and covered your eyes “Fuck…Fuck, Frankie.” you whimpered “Fuck. that kid.” you turned to face him, hot tears streaming down your face.

 Frank took a few steps to be right in front of you, holding your face and wiping the tears as they fell “What? What about the kid?” He tilted his head, voice just as stern and harsh as it always but eyes softened.

“He can’t- I can’t-” you took a deep breath to make yourself coherent “You’re a selfish man. You are. I know it. You know it. A-and I am just as selfish. We are selfish people. Matt is too, just not nearly as self-preserving as us.” You reached up and held his hands

 “That kid is selfless, you said it yourself. He’s gonna get himself killed, frankie.” you tightened your grip “You and Red are gonna die before he even gets a scratch, do you understand?!” you hissed, chest heaving “If either of you dare to step foot in here alive and he is not? I am getting my .22 magnum and I am shooting you both. Am I clear?” your harsh words were softened by the shaking in your voice 

“Hey. I’m not gon’ let anythin’ happen to him, alright? I promise.” he said, pulling you into his chest “Jesus Christ I wouldn't've brought him here if you were gon’ get all attached” he muttered, trying to ease the tension and covering your ears to keep you from hearing Peter cry out in pain while trying to shower.

[girlkisser13]

marvel cinematic universe masterlist

anthony "tony" stark. iron man.

katherine "kate" bishop. hawkeye.

james "bucky" barnes. the winter soldier.

james "logan" howlett. wolverine.

loki laufeyson. god of mischief.

matthew "matt" murdock. daredevil.

natasha romanoff. black widow.

stephen strange. doctor strange.

steven "steve" rogers. captain america.

wanda maximoff. scarlet witch.

yelena belova. white widow.

[prentisslvr]

MASTERLIST

CRIMINAL MINDS

emily prentiss

jennifer jareau

derek morgan

spencer reid

aaron hotchner

STRANGER THINGS

robin buckley

nancy wheeler

steve harrington

eddie munson

MARVEL

wanda maximoff

peter parker

bucky barnes

steve rogers

loki laufeyson

matthew murdock

other characters

SCREAM

sam carpenter

mindy meeks-martin

other characters

9-1-1

eddie diaz

evan buckley

bobby nash

howie ‘chimney’ han

maddie buckley

other characters

[fruity-arsonist]

Reasons why SpideyDevil is the best Marvel ship:

Matt has 4 senses cause he's blind

Peter has 6 senses because of his spidey sense

Peter has an extra sense and Matt is missing a sense

[sensational-biderman]

Unpopular opinion: Peter would absolutely refuse to talk about existential dread relating to his personal relationships because he’d feel guilty for putting that on a kid. But also he gets all weird and nervous when Miles asks how (insert character of choice) is

[karmaspidr]

Daredevil: Born Again could not only mark the beginning of a partnership between Spider-man and Daredevil but also set up a relationship between Peter and Kate.

[l0vergirlwrites]

HEY EVERYONE!!!!!

what kind of imagines or blurbs do you guys wanna see from me??? please send me some ideas!! i’ll be writing again this summer :)

[reallydifferentcaptain]

ISSUE 2 HIGHLIGHTS OF MARVEL 1602

First up X Men:

Matt and Nat!! (Also matt having his mom stay is canon 🥺 and i love that he's Irish)

Peter being adorable 🥺