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My stupid dog

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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@yarrystyleeza​

Hello! If you have time, could you do some sfw and nsfw headcanons of Carlos x reader x Karl? Because that's the only thing I've been thinking and they give me so much serotonin 😌💞💕

I'm just gonna do some sfw headcanons if that's alright with you (might slip in some nsfw)

Oooooo

They love you sitting on their laps; Karl would be making something, you come along, pull his chair out a bit, sit yourself on his lap, he wouldn’t care. He'd would have a hand on your thigh/butt

With Carlos, I think it’ll be when he’s cleaning his guns. He'd have his arms around you

They’ll both give you kisses (some on your neck too)

If you’re wearing a hoodie/shirt of theirs whilst sitting on them

Ooooooh

You’re in for a ride (literally)

What else...?

They know you can look after yourself in the zombie/lycan world (if the lycans attack you)

But they worry

When you’re at Castle Dimitrescu, Karl doesn’t like it when you’re hanging out with Lady Super-Sized Bitch (his words)

He’s algood with Carlos hanging out with everyone else

But with you

Nope

You’re staying away from them

When you tell the two to go as you were trying to defeat the Nemesis, you’re gonna get in BIG trouble after you kill him

Along with helping Ethan defeat Mother Miranda

Now

Bedtime

The soft bedtime; cuddles

LOTS of cuddles

And innocent kiss

The intimate bedtime; oh Lord

They fight over on who gets what

You either tell them or tell them they’re not getting any at all

Yes I'm doing this again (and even if I've seen most seasons/episodes of the show)

this is not helping my whoreness on him!!