Matt Murdock Is An Overachiever In Everything He Does And Loving People Is No Exception

matt murdock is an overachiever in everything he does and loving people is no exception

Daredevil wasn’t just some silly superhero show. It grappled with big subjects like ethics, justice, religion, self-worth, friendship, disability, and family. The character of Matt Murdock meant so much to me as someone struggling from severe mental illness–seeing someone with a condition be a literal superhero was so uplifting for me back in 2015 when I was still neck deep in debilitating symptoms. And now in 2018, even though I’ve been stable for nearly 3 years, seeing Matt struggle with suicidal ideation really hit home. I can’t even imagine what he meant to people with physical disabilities. 

Not to mention Daredevil was just such a high quality show. The cinematography. The fight choreography. The acting. Charlie Cox deserves an award. Hell, all the actors deserve awards. The writing!! You rarely see that kind of quality and nuance in a superhero show. What they managed to pull off with FAR less a budget than what the main MCU movies get was amazing.

I’m going to miss this show so dearly. At least at the end of s3, Matt came to a place of knowing his own self-worth surrounded by loving friends, having kicked Wilson Fisk back into prison, and a bright future ahead of him. But we won’t get to see that future and it’s utterly heartbreaking.

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who are alive.”

— Howard Thurman

#100 with Matt for the kisses pls bc I need all of the Matt kisses to mend my heart after that jealousy prompt (and it could kind of lead into this 😝) 🥰x

I was so desperate to connect them together but we need so much writing to be able to get from here to there. SO instead, I decided to give this heartbreaking ask a part 2 and give it a happier ending!! I hope that makes up for how mean I’ve been 💀 happy valentine’s day babes!! @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce

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#100 - “it’s always been you” kisses

Your eyes peeled open slowly, your mind fuzzy and your heart calm. You went to move, only to realise that you weren’t alone in your bed. That’s when it all started to come back to you.

Last night, Matt showed up at your door, beaten and bruised and barely able to stand. He was leaning against your door frame when you opened up, his mask in his hand and his arm around his middle. The only words on his lips were “I’m sorry”.

You brought him in, tended to his injuries and helped him get cleaned up. Your heart ached in your chest the entire time. You loved him so much but couldn’t have him. He was very clear; he’d told you that he lost his feelings for you and he didn’t believe he could come back from that. He broke your heart to a million little pieces but it wasn’t enough to make you hate him.

You couldn’t hate him, you couldn’t move on from him, you couldn’t love anyone but him.

You gently turned your head to look at him, his eyes closed and eyelashes resting against his cheeks.

He looked peaceful, angelic, despite the bruises on his cheeks and temples and the stitches by his eyebrow. His arm was around you, even though you tried very hard to stay as far away from him as possible while you slept.

You could feel your heart expand in your chest, your eyes welling up with tears the longer you looked at him.

I love you

I love you and I wish you still loved me too

Your breath caught in your throat as you turned over, suppressing your sobs as you faced away from Matt.

You couldn’t stop the crying, you couldn’t stop the pain. It consumed you.

Too afraid you’d wake him up, you pushed yourself off the bed, stifling your sobs as you got up.

“Are you okay?” He asked you, his voice thick with sleep, “you’re crying.”

“No, no,” you lied, even though you knew he’d see right through it, “I just had a bad dream.”

“I know when you’re lying,” he sighed, sitting up in bed as you turned around to face him, wiping the tears from your eyes with your sleeves.

“Why wont you love me?” You asked him, your voice low and sad, breaking his heart in his chest.

“What?” He asked softly, his chest feeling like it was caving in on itself.

“You must know how important you are to me,” you whispered, your fingers pulling at a loose thread on your sleeve, your eyes cast down, “you know how I feel about you. And you act so unaffected by all of it like I never meant anything to you. Why am I not good enough for you?”

Within the next second, Matt was off the bed and in front of you, his palms against your cheeks, his fingers wiping your tears away. Pain was etched across his beautiful face, his eyes sadder than you had ever seen them. He was distraught.

“I was trying to protect you,” he whispered, his thumbs caressing your cheeks softly, “I wanted to keep you out of harm’s way. And the only way I knew how to do that for sure was to push you away from me. It wasn’t fair to you. I hurt you far worse than I thought.”

You stayed quiet, your fingers curling around the fabric of his t-shirt at his chest, your eyes staring at your fingers, processing what he was saying.

“I never stopped loving you, ever,” he said, nudging your head up to face him, “it was hurting me too. To not be able to hold you, talk to you, tell you I love you more than anything and hear you say it back. I just would have never forgiven myself if anything happened to you because of me.”

“But something did happen to me because of you,” you told him, “I was in pain. It hurt to hear you say you didn’t want me anymore. It hurt to believe it.”

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, pushing his forehead against yours, “I’m so sorry. I love you. I love you so much.”

He dropped his hand to cradle your jaw in his palm, his lips almost touching yours, “it’s always been you.”

Not another word needed to be said. Your lips met in a kiss that felt like ice meeting molten lava. It was passionate, deep, hard and soft at the same time. You held each other close, too afraid that if you let go, the other would disappear.

“I will never stop loving you. I can’t.”

depressed!Reader

This is a really specific brand of hurt/comfort. I'm using this tag to cover fics regarding all kinds of mental health issues in the reader - depression, anxiety, self harm, eating disorders, etc. Read at your own risk and treat yourself with kindness. See #abusive relationship for anything in that vein, past or present

100 Days by @amchapel - tw self harm

Imagine Matt calming you down after an anxiety attack by @randomimaginesblog

Flicker by @galaxysgal - Matt comforts #depressed!reader

Stay by @trashmagines

i'll be in good company by @mattmurdockspainkink - You aren't feeling so well so Matt stops by to help

"Stay in Bed" Day by @nelson-et-murdock - Your anxiety is bad today and Matt takes care of you

Chamomile by @bucky-murdock-moans - Matt helps with your anxiety. Gentle angst, kind of fluffy

Scars drabble by @titan-sl8yer - Matt finds your self-harm scars

safe and okay by @mattmurdockspainkink - You're spiraling and Matt comes to comfort you

"I'll take care of you" by @mattmurdocksscars - a pre-smut drabble with anxious!reader

Stay by @cellophaine - depression, suicidal ideation

You think Matt deserves better by @pastafossa - #breakup

can you manage by @mvtthewmurdvck - #anxiety attack

matt comforting stressed reader by @mattmurdockspainkink

Triggered by @slutobrien - you wake up to a panic attack

Your Anchor by @reaperintheroses - #depression and #anxiety

Guardian Devil by @peterman-spideyparker - everything finally becomes too much but Daredevil talks you down, tw suicide

Good Enough by @19mrs-barnes17 - Matt stops by on a bad day

my favorite matt murdock/

frank castle writers

@little-miss-dilf-lover

@cellophaine

@courtforshort15

@amhrosina

@frvnkcastles

@chvoswxtch

@devils-dares

@peterman-spideyparker

@farfromstrange