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Foggy's death was not exactly a cheap shot; it's to show that, in New York City, even with numbers of vigilantes around, sudden and unprecedented deaths can still happened.
Superheroes can't be everywhere despite how amazing they are, there will be the people they failed to save.
What makes them heroes was that, despite the downs they will find the courage to get back up and keep on hoping to see a better day.
WTH was Spidey?! Foggy would at least made it to the hospital on webs instead 🥲🥲🥲
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Day 12 - "You remembered?"
Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader Word Count: 599 Content: Fluff! Reader is allergic to milk (sorry fam) Tuna-Tober 2024 Masterlist <- check out the other fics posted this month!
A/N: And here’s day 12! It’s a little bit short but that’s because of how much I wrote for day 11 so forgive me about the length. Also this is totally self indulgent because I have a lot of severe food allergies (more than 5) and I just figured Matt would be like one of those dogs who can smell an allergen on a food. I wrote this very quickly and it's not beta read so I apologize for any mistakes!
It’s a busy night in Josie’s bar, it was lucky that you, Matt, Foggy and Karen were able to get a booth with how crowded it is. There was barely any standing room and you could tell the noise was starting to get to Matt.
“I’ll get us some drinks,” Foggy stands up and starts to squeeze his way towards the bar.
“Our usuals please Fog!” Karen calls out, “It’s been one hell of a week.”
“You’re telling me.” Matt responds and you smile, “At least it’s the weekend now, we can relax just a little bit.” You lean against Matt and he chuckles.
“Just for a bit.” He wraps his arm around your torso and brings you closer to him to kiss you on your check.
“Ew,” Karen teases, “Get your PDA outta here.” She points towards the exit and you both laugh.
A few minutes later Foggy comes back with a tray of drinks for you all, he and Matt have the cheapest beers known to man, a rum and coke for Karen and an espresso martini for you.
You’ve been trying your best to stay up longer at night for Matt when he goes out on his patrols, so far you’ve only been awake the one night he came back, most other nights you’re barely half awake or just asleep on the couch.
As Foggy hands you your drink, you notice Matt looking confused, “What’s wrong?”
“Your drink smells different,”
“Maybe Josie used decaf or something.” You joke, bringing the drink up to your lips.
“Wait!” Matt quickly takes the glass out of your hands, bringing the drink close up to his nose, “You can’t have this.”
“Aw what? Matt, come on!” Karen says.
You give Matt a questioning look before he takes a sip of your drink, “Yeah there’s milk in this.”
“What?” Foggy spits out his drink and looks over at you, “Did you drink it?”
“No I didn’t I- wait you remembered?”
“Your milk allergy? Of course sweetheart, why wouldn’t I?” He looks at you with concern.
Karen gasps, “Was it because of a shitty ex or something? Spill.”
“No it’s just-” You look down at your hands, “People usually forget about my allergy and I don’t blame them. It can be hard to remember sometimes.”
“It’s not hard to remember,” Matt tells you, “It’s worth remembering to keep you safe.” He takes your hand in his and gives it a small squeeze. You smile at him and nod your head in thanks.
“Hey, I’ll get you a new drink. Want anything in particular, aside from an espresso martini?” Karen asks as she gets out of the booth.
“Let’s see how Josie does on a margarita,” You say to Karen and she laughs walking up to the bar.
Foggy gestures over towards Matt, “Just be sure to have your little allergen checker make sure it’s safe for you alright?”
Matt grins, “I wouldn't want it any other way.”
Karen soon comes back with your favorite flavor of margarita and before she hands it to you she gives it to Matt.
After a moment he sets the drink down, lips forming a thin line.
“Well?”
“. . .It’s safe,” “Matthew!!” Foggy cries out, “How dare you put us on edge like that?!”
Matt grins, “It was a funny,”
Foggy crosses his arms and glares at Matt, “. . . yeah it was a little funny.”
You grab your margarita and start drinking along with everyone else, thankful to have a group of loved ones who care about your food allergies and are careful of what they have around you.
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Late Night Chats
Tuna-Tober Prompt: I’d be lost without you
Summary: Matt has an honest conversation with Foggy about their friendship.
Word Count: 414 (I intended for this to be longer but your girl is TIRED.)
A/n: Heartwarming fluff. Thought it might be a nice change from my usual writings.
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“Are you two burning the midnight oil tonight?” Karen asked as she came back into the office.
“Yeah we are staying late to get a start on all this paperwork.” Foggy answered from his desk.
“Alright. I will stay and look through these interviews to see what I can find. Oh and here- I stopped at the cleaners while I was out. Your suits were ready so I just grabbed them for you.”
“Thank you so much Karen.” Foggy said as she walked into his office, hanging his suit on the back of the door.
“Yes, thank you, Karen.” Matt replied. “Also, you have done a significant amount of leg work for us these past few months. Why don’t you take the night off. Maybe go out and have some fun.”
”Hmm. What is this ‘going out’ and ‘fun’ that you mention?” She chided in response.
I know it’s been a while right? But please, go. You often beat us here in the mornings and typically stay as late as we do. At least go home and relax.”
“You know, that does sound nice.” She replied, thinking of being wrapped up in her cozy pajamas with a glass of wine finally getting to be able to binge Agatha All Along. “You don’t need to tell me again. I will head out now. Have a good night, guys! Call me if you need anything.”
Matt and Foggy settled into their work. It was a quiet night in Hell’s Kitchen and even Foggy could hear the hum of electricity as they silently worked. The clacking of his keyboard and the glide of Matt’s fingers across the paper filled the comfortable silence.
After several minutes Matt softly spoke. “Hey Foggy?”
“Yeah man, what’s up? Did you find something juicy?”
”No, actually I just wanted to tell you something. I know I’m not the most, well, reliable partner out there. I’m often late. You cover for me a lot, often with no notice. You take on more than what a balanced partnership should.You check in on me, even if I don’t necessarily deserve it. You’re always there for me, both professionally and personally. I think what I am trying to say here is that I would be lost without you.”
”I love you too, buddy. C’mere give me a hug.” Foggy gushed as he pulled Matt into a warm embrace. The two hugged for several moments, each squeezing each other tightly before getting back to work.
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Day 1 - Sleepover
Prompts: 18 - Pillow Fort Character: Matt Murdock Word Count: ~800 Warnings: Warm and fuzzy feelings, Matt's childhood Tags: @loves0phelia, @nowheredreamer, @beezusvreeland, @yarrystyleeza Tuna-Tober 2024 Masterlist
Sleepover
“What do you mean, you’ve never had a sleepover?”
The sheer disbelief in that question . . . it was hard not to flinch. Matt hunched his shoulders. “What don’t you understand?”
“I mean, your friends have never invited over to their house for the night? Or came over to your place?”
“Nooo,” Matt answered slowly. He had never had many friends. The few he had made as a child never expended such an invitation prior to the accident. And after the accident, when he returned to regular school, they ignored him entirely. Or joined others in trying to bully him by stealing his cane. He kept his distance from other children after that.
Told himself that he didn’t need friends. He didn’t want friends. Until Foggy had breached those particular walls, worming his way into Matt’s heart.
“Never?” Foggy asked. “Like, never never?”
“Yes . . . wait, does Nelson Christmas count?”
“Well, you do sleep in my room in a sleeping bag,” Foggy said thoughtfully. “So yeah, I suppose so.”
An irritated huff, then he continued, “But it just doesn’t seem right. That you’re first sleepover was Nelson Christmas at my grandma’s upstate.”
Matt shrugged. “It is what it is.”
“I suppose.”
He should have known that Foggy wasn’t letting it go. That wasn’t what Foggy did when he discovered something that he felt Matt had ‘missed out’ on.
And yet, when Foggy asked if he wanted to do a movie night on Thursday, Matt didn’t suspect anything was afoot. He simply agreed. And gave it no further thought than some curiosity about which films Foggy would pick out this time.
Needless to say, Matt was a little surprised when he returned to their dorm after class that Thursday to discover a new . . . structure? Stretched out between the twin beds and made of bedding? Mostly the bedding from both of their respective beds but some smelled like it had come from the Nelson’s . . .
“Hey buddy,” Foggy greeted as he came in. Accompanying him was the unmistakeable smell of pizza.
“Hey Fogs,” Matt said, as Foggy sat down the pizza boxes on one of the desks. “Is that The Pizza Pleaser?”
“It is,” Foggy said. “How’d you know?”
“Their red sauce doesn’t smell like any of the chains,” Matt answered. Which wasn’t the only way he knew which pizzeria but that was the safest answer. “I thought you were stuck with ramen this week?”
“I thought so too,” Foggy said, “But I found some cash hidden in my sock drawer. So tonight, we eat like kings.”
Matt tried to keep the frown off his face. Foggy wasn’t lying. Not exactly. There was truth in that statement but his heart betrayed that it wasn’t the entire truth. But there was no way to call Foggy on it without explaining how he knew so Matt let it go.
Besides, pizza sounded like a nice change from ramen.
“What’s this?” Matt asked, poking at the structure with his cane. “Feels like there is something between our beds.”
“There is. Tonight we are watching movies from the safety of Fort Murdock-Nelson.”
“Fort Murdock-Nelson?” Matt repeated.
“Yep! Made from our finest pillows and blankets.”
“Why?”
“Because sleeping in a pillow fort is something you do at a sleepover.”
“It is?” Matt said. “Is that we are doing tonight? A sleepover?”
“Yep,” Foggy popping the ‘p’. “We’re going to do all the sleepover things. Well minus Mom in her robe telling us to it’s 3 am, go to fucking sleep. Through the RA might do that if we get loud enough.”
“Let’s not,” Matt said. The poor RA had enough to deal with. Some of the student really weren’t used to certain aspects of communal living. Like shared bathrooms. “What movie are we watching?”
“Alien franchise,” Foggy said. “You seen any of them before?”
“No, Dad thought it was too scary for me,” Matt said.
“And I’m guessing the nuns weren’t fans?”
Matt shrugged. “Maybe? I think they were more worried about the littles seeing it and having nightmares.”
“That’s fair,” Foggy said, plating some pizza. “I think Candy kept us awake for a week the first time she saw The Thing.”
“How old was she?”
“Six? She was supposed to be asleep. Only learned she had woke up and came into the living room when she screamed. Took ten years off of my life.”
“I hope not,” Matt said. “I like having you around.”
“Awww,” Foggy said. Matt could tell he was smiling. “Me too buddy.”
None of the films had audio description but Foggy was getting pretty good at providing one. And his added commentary was very entertaining. They’d probably stay up way too late but Matt couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be than right here in this pillow fort, eating pizza and listening to Foggy grumble about how no one listens to Ripley.
Author’s Note
All but Alien (1979) of the franchise seems currently has audio description but for the purpose of this story, let’s say that it wasn’t added until after this sleepover.