The Lawyers 3

The Lawyers 3

PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 4

Pairing: Matt Murdock x GN!Reader, Frank Castle x GN!Reader

Words: 630

Crashing through your apartment’s window in the very early morning, you groan in pain as you land on your wounded side, which is covered in blood and bruises. “Fuck.”

“Never would have thought I’d hear that leave your mouth.” After hearing the voice, you jump to your feet, a plant pot in hand, ready to throw.

“What the fuck, Frank?” The pot plant slips out of your hand, splitting into pieces of shards and dirt. “How’d you get into my apartment?”

“Came through the same window you came in, but I didn’t fall over.”

“I- why are you here?”

“I heard about you and Red, wanted to see how you’re doing.”

“Why start now?” Placing a hand on your wound, you walk to the bathroom, Frank following you. As soon as you sit on the side of the tub, Frank leans against the doorframe. “Why start caring now? You don’t give a shit about him, and you and I haven’t talked since him and I got together, only when we see each other on some night jobs.”

“Where’s your kit?” Pointing at the sink, he goes to it to grab the first aid kit at the bottom of him. You watch him do it before he kneels in front of you, in between your legs. 

His hands grab the bottom of your shirt, waiting for the go-to. He sees you raise your arms as far as they could go, letting him peel your shirt off to show a slash across your stomach, blood continuing to pool out.

As he cleans away at it, he lets you fist his shirt. He watches the blood flow down to your legs and collect on the sides of the bathtub. 

“You can’t keep going out, especially if this is what happens.”

“Well, it’s not like he’s doing anything, or you.”

Once finished and the wound is bandaged, Frank stands up, still in between your legs. He watches you lean your head against his stomach. “I don’t know what to do, Frank.”

Nothing is said for a short moment before you feel his hands cup your face, lifting it up to meet his. As soon as you look into his eyes, his lips are pressed against yours. 

Separating from the kiss, your foreheads are pressed against each other. 

“(Y/N)?!” The both of you hear from the lounge.

“Bathroom!” Footsteps come to the said room, having enough time for Frank to be leaning against the sink and not like the both of you just kissed.

“I’ve been trying to call- oh fuck! What happened?” Karen exclaimed, eyes widened. 

“Work,” was all that was said from you, which she knew what you meant.

“Have you heard from Matt?”

“No, not since I left the office after yesterday morning with your coffees.”

“And why would they hear from him?” Frank asks, getting Karen’s attention.

“I’m sorry, why does it concern you, Castle?”

“Because I’m their friend, and I care about them.” Frank gets up from the sink and walks towards her. He stops when you step in front of him.

“Go make something to eat,” you tell him. Looking back at Karen, he walks out of the bathroom and to the kitchen.

As you sit back down on the tub, Karen crosses her arms. “When did he get here?”

“When I came back from patrol, which was around 10 minutes ago. He helped me with the cut,” you answered, pointing at the bandage. “Now, why are you asking about Matt?”

“He didn’t come to work today and he usually calls one of us that he won’t come in, which is very rare. When Foggy and I went to his apartment, he wasn’t there. Do you think he’s in trouble?”

“My best bet is that he’s at hers.”

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Fallen from grace

Papa Emeritus IV/Copia X Fallen Angel!Reader

Warnings: a bit of angst, nudity, maybe an inaccurate take on fallen angels since idk much, blood, a bit of wings gore

Gender neutral reader(they/them pronouns)

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Copia was looking through the papers on his desk, face almost clean of all his makeup, except for some small bits he was too tired to wipe off. It was pretty late and he still hadn't gotten through all the paperwork he needed to finish, all of them in a pile on the side of his desk.

It was 11:30 PM as he started to doze off at his desk, head leaning against his palm. Unfortunately, he was woken up by what looked and felt like a small earthquake, his furnitures shaking for a second or two before it all stopped. The sudden shaking made the man almost jump off his chair, feeling a faint vibration in the ground, as if something entered in contact harshly with it. He didn't think much of it since it's probably something that fell.

He'd discover that he was almost right as he got up to get make sure everything was okay in his office, mumbles under his breathe.

"-damn it-" he cursed in Italian as he picked up some of his things that fell, bending down.

When he got back up(with a tiny bit of difficulty), his mismatched eyes widened and he tilted his head in curiousity as his gaze fell onto a scene behind the window.

As the only window he has in his office gives him view of the forest that surrounds the abbey, he could see something faintly moving near the abbey's ground, looking strangely like someone, something big dragging behind them. He couldn't see much as it's quite dark and but far, but he knew that he didn't want someone random coming here, plus, they looked like they may be in trouble or hurt as they don't move very fast, in the contrary, and they seem to halt sometimes. As they get closer and closer to the gate, Copia decides that he'll try to get to them before a ghoul can, not wanting a stupid act to get an innocent killed in error.

He knows it's not a good idea, but he can't help the gut feeling he has as he watches the figure slightly get closer with the minutes.

He got the dressed and made sure to carry something with him, even though hes got a feeling the person might not be dangerous.

He, as silently as possible, went out of his room, walking the corridors as silently as he can as go not wake up anyone. He rubbed his eyes tired as he passed some of the night owls sibling and ghouls, giving them small greetings when he passes them.

As soon as he got outside, he made a beeline for the place he saw the person last, the cold wind making him shiver. He ignore it, though, since his curiosity was getting the better of him.

He stopped in his track and exclaimed lowly when he saw the person was down in the grass, seemingly trying to bring themselves back up.

They had..... W-wings?? What the....

"Oh, Satanas...."

He stared at their bloodied back when he saw that they seem broken, white feathers bloodied, falling off and a bit ashy at the tips, almost as if burnt. He could hear a low, pained whine when the person turned their head towards him, probably feeling his starring. Even though it was dark, he could see clearly how they looked, and it all made sense as he saw their features... Their angelic features

He looked them over, not knowing what to say or do as he stayed still in shock, mouth agape. Their naked body was barely hidden behind their broken wings as they stared at him, eyes wide in confusion and filled with tears, probably from pain.

They were now sitting with their legs bent sideway before them, frowning at the satanic pope.

It was silent for a while as they stared at eachother, until the angel tried to get up, making Copia start to freak out as he saw how they seemed to be struggling, trying to get away and stumbling back down when they tried to get up.

"No no no no-" he said in a low and soft voice as he shook his head, holding his hands up to show he isn't a threat.

" Mi dispiace... Are you okay? May I help you?"

He kept his voice soft as he looked at them with worried eyes, gulping when they cleared their throat and eventually nodded, seemingly cautious.

He started by taking off his coat, putting it on them to try and give them a bit of modesty, which they only tilted their head at. He then made them lean on him, gently but firmly pulling them up. He wouldn't be able to carry them because of the oblivious broken appendages at their back, so he'd hoped that they would be able to walk with his help.

"So.... What's your name?"

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Yoooo I was wondering if you could write a fanfic about Jason Todd x Reader where Jason and Dick Grayson fight over the Reader but in the end the Reader Picks Jason?

I had the thought of you having the powers of Diego and Five from TUA (mainly teleportation and knife throwing skills). Also I did have another idea for this request but I figured I’d go with this one. And I'm sorry this took so long

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Within the very early hours of the morning, you’re watching from above at the two brothers arguing. It was not much of a surprise, they always had an argument about something.

But what surprised you a bit was that they were talking about you. Hearing your name go between the two had you curious, so you got their attention by asking, “The fuck you two fighting about now?” 

At the sound of your voice, it made the two jump, their weapons clutched in their hands. 

Once they knew it was you, who’s now sitting on top of a garbage bin, they placed their weapons back into their holsters. 

“What are you doing here?” Dick asked.

“Making sure the two of you weren’t dead, dying in an alleyway or getting yourselves beaten,” you replied, leaning back onto your hands and swinging your legs gently. “Since I’ve answered your question, now you answer mine; the fuck were you two fighting about?”

Dick glances over to the anti-hero of a brother, silently asking him to help. “Oh, no. Don’t look at me.”

“I- we-” Looking back at you, he watches you play a knife around in your hand. “He- well, you see, uh, Jason, wanna help?”

“No. You’re doing great.”

Sighing, Dick just gives you the answer. “Jason and I were arguing about who gets to ask you out.”

“How do you know if I’m not going out with someone already?”

“We would know, Stabby.” Jason answers this time.

Teleporting in front of him, he just stares at you, used to you teleporting in front of him. “Would we now, Red? ‘Cause it seems like Birdy doesn’t know.”

“Know what?!”

All Dick gets for an answer is Jason’s hands on your hips to bring your body against his. “Hope you’re having fun, Red.”

As Jason leans in to give you a kiss, he stumbles a bit as you had teleported out of his hold to sit back on the garbage bin. “Sly fox,” he mumbles to himself.

“I’m already taken, Dick. Your asshole brother beat you to it.”

Baffled, Dick just blinks at you. “I- For how long?” 

“A few months.” Jason answers this time. “After Bruce’s gala.”

“Does anyone else know?”

“Only you.” After saying that, Dick slumps his shoulders in defeat. “Might never know though.” He looks at you, head tilting in confusion. “Might start dating you too.”

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