#ALTARBOV: independent & private MATT MURDOCK aka DAREDEVIL from marvel comics / marvel studios. separate verses are available for either interpretation, which are mostly canon-compliant, but still feature some divergencies. check carrd if you'd like to know more. please specify which verse you'd prefer.
LINKS . carrd . prompts . headcanons
Life isn't fair. When I was a boy, I did something good, and I was struck blind as a reward. But there are compensations. My other senses were magnified to superhuman levels. I could "see" all around me with a virtual radar. I grew up using those gifts to become lawyer by day and crimebuster by night, all to help balance the scales in an unjust world.
comic / 616 verse: primarily based on and set during daredevil (2011)
mcu verse: canon compliant with daredevil (2015) and daredevil: born again (2025)
defended by liam ( he / him ) | 21+ | mid-low activity
GENERAL. basic rp etiquette applies: don’t control my muse in any major ways or without talking to me first; don’t assume things about my matt and their characterization; and generally, be nice. any hate sent to my inbox will be promptly ignored and deleted, any hate towards me, my rp partners or characters that i write will mean an immediate unfollow. i don't engage in callout culture and drama in any way (steer right clear of it as a matter of fact). i keep an eye out for more serious things, but overall, i'm here to relax and not get stressed about other people.
ACTIVITY. may be spotty at times as i can go through periods where i don't feel like writing much. i'm always lurking and keeping an eye on my notifications, so even if i haven't posted anything in a while, feel free to shoot me a message.
REPLIES, MEMES & THINGS. usually, when i'm around, i like dedicating my time to draft rather than memes, which is why i don't often reblog them. if you're new and just want to break the ice, though, feel free to grab something from the meme tag to send my way as they don't really have an expiration date. usually, when sending or receiving memes, i expect them to be turned into threads, but it's not mandatory.
FOLLOWING. crossovers and ocs are more than welcome, as long as there's an easy way for our characters to interact. i don't have aus for matt just on the ready as i prefer plotting them out with a partner first, so i might not follow you back if i don't see a way for our characters to interact. if you have any ideas, feel free to message me. this blog is duplicate friendly. i love matt in almost every iteration, so i'm always open to interacting with other matt muses, whether it's writing or just exchanging headcanons and such. seriously, i'm not kidding when i say i'm a huge daredevil nerd i love this stupid man so much. additionally, i have a secret mike murdock muse on this blog who would love to annoy his twin brother, i'm just saying.
SHIPPING. yes. but in all seriousness, it's no exaggeration to say i'll ship matt with pretty much anyone. obviously chemistry will always play a role there, but matt is flirty and falls in love very easily. just shoot me a message and we can get talking.
NSFW. i'm very unlikely to write it unless i know the other mun and am comfortable with them, but it may happen once in a blue moon. in that case it'll be tagged accordingly and etc. i'm okay with discussing nsfw headcanons though. let's just not make it 99% of our ooc interactions.
TRIGGERS. i do my best to tag them accordingly. i do read everyone's rules before following and again before interacting, but something may occasionally slip my mind. if you need something tagged and i failed to do so, please send me a message and i'll fix it asap. i don't have any triggers myself. at most a deep hatred of chip zdarsky's daredevil run which will become a full on rant if you ask me about it.
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ABOUT THE MUN. i’m liam (he/him), i’ve been rping on tumblr for 12+ years, most of which has been dedicated to writing matt/dd. i’m a massive daredevil nerd, so if you want a shortcut to being friends, just come yell at me about anything dd related. movie, show, comics, i guarantee i’ll match your energy. beyond that, just generally be nice and we can be friends in no time. discord is open for ic and ooc purposes. just shoot me a message if you want my username.
howdy. so i know i've disappeared for a while but i promise i'm still here.
the thing is looking at my draft count has been pretty overwhelming so i decided to scrap everything currently in my drafts so i feel like can write here again.
this is much more about the number than the threads themselves so if there's anything you'd like to keep please let me know. and if there's anything from me in your drafts that you'd like to continue feel free!
I'll be back in a couple of days to get things going again
howdy. so i know i've disappeared for a while but i promise i'm still here.
the thing is looking at my draft count has been pretty overwhelming so i decided to scrap everything currently in my drafts so i feel like can write here again.
this is much more about the number than the threads themselves so if there's anything you'd like to keep please let me know. and if there's anything from me in your drafts that you'd like to continue feel free!
I'll be back in a couple of days to get things going again
howdy. so i know i've disappeared for a while but i promise i'm still here.
the thing is looking at my draft count has been pretty overwhelming so i decided to scrap everything currently in my drafts so i feel like can write here again.
this is much more about the number than the threads themselves so if there's anything you'd like to keep please let me know. and if there's anything from me in your drafts that you'd like to continue feel free!
I'll be back in a couple of days to get things going again
karen was still sitting on the middle of her bed, completely alone, trying to make sense of what happened that night. if matt and foggy hadn't come just in time to save her she probably would have been a very different girl. she felt so guilty, so in pain; this was her own fault, to be so naive to believe a guy had good intentions with her, that never happened, one way or another karen page was going to be treated like shit.
she felt a tear slowly running down her cheek, and she wiped it off with her fingers with force. she didn't want to be that girl anymore, it wasn't fair for her, she needed to change, she needed to shield herself, but would she be able to? you could say that karen page's heart was abnormaly big for her body in a methaporical sense, she believed in people, and that had brought her just pain. she was happy with matt, until he broke her heart, and she thought sean was the answer, but he also used her. she couldn't believe he was this close to sell her for drug money. she still remember his face, his voice, so stickly sweet as he spoke. ❝ karen, babygirl, you love me, do you? so you'll do this one favor for me. ❞ and then proceeded to explain in a very rudimental way how he had gotten a guy that would pay good money for her, and that it would be only be one night, and that'll be all.
and when she refused, he turned violent, he had alredy shown signs about it, but this time it was worse; she still could feel his hand on her throath, and remember how his eyes bugged out of his skull as he yelled at her and slammed her against the wall repeatedly, screaming. she still remembers her head banging, how she tried to calm him down as her nails sunk on his arms using them as weapons trying to pull him off her as her legs tried her best to kick him away, but she wasn't making any progress and her oxigen was running low. and just when she thought she was going to die, the door of his runny apartment just opens wide and she saw a blur tackle him to the ground right before she passes out.
she wakes up just a pair of minutes later helped by her own adrenaline and she sees foggy next to her and sean somewhere on the floor, she sees matt's fists stained with blood and she feels her tears filling up those blue eyes, that seemed dull and lifeless this time. ❝ thank you.. ❞ she said to them before she starts to sob, hugging her knees. nobody talks, nobody makes excuses, just allow her to cry it out, and only after she had calmed down, she goes back to campus with them. and now she was there, sitting on her bed, her hair still wet as she had spent almost two hours in the shower, just trying to see if the water would wash everything off her. then, she heard the dorm room open, and looks up at it just to find matt standing outside of her bedroom, silently asking for permission.
❝ come in.. ❞ karen says, her voice soft as he closes the door behind her.
After dropping her off at her dorm room, Foggy practically had to drag Matt away so Karen could have some time for herself. Besides, Matt owed him some explanations on how he sprinted up the stairs, how he beat up Karen's boyfriend, and how he even knew what their apartment was to begin with. Matt only vaguely answered his questions, and Foggy didn't push it too much. They were both shaken up by what happened, they were both tired, and most of all, they were both worried about Karen.
Matt had failed her in so many ways while they were together, and even before Foggy told him earlier about her current situation with her boyfriend, not a day had gone by where he didn't wish he'd done things differently. He caught himself holding his phone on multiple occasions, building up the courage to call her, but he was convinced that she wouldn't want to talk to him— for good reason. Even as he makes his way back to her dorm, over two hours later, he'ss still half convinced she'd tell him to go away.
When she instead asked him to come inside, he hesitated for a moment, surprised by her response. He closes the door behind him and slowly approaches her bed. All he wants to do is pull her into his arms and never let go, but he lost any right to, so he kept some distance, sitting on the edge of her bed instead.
He doesn't know what to say. Asking how she's doing seems redundant, and anything else he wants to say to her to make things right feels out of place at the moment, given the night she's had.
"I'm sorry, Karen," He finally says after a few moments. Sorry for what happened tonight, for the turn her life had taken over the past few months, for the way things ended between them… the list goes on.
"Foggy told me about your... well, about that guy back there. I'm sorry," He says again, the regret and hurt clear in his face as he shifts slightly to face her. "I, uh... I just wanted to check in, make sure you're doing okay. All things considered."
If me and Finnick met in real life I think I’d get on with him pretty well. However I think he’d see me as a threat because obviously I’m so attractive.
@altarbov asked; i won't let you do anything that will put you in danger.
"Let me?" The arch of her brow is pretty severe, to say the least — luckily the curve of her mouth and her tone of voice give away that she isn't actually that incredulous. "No offense, Matt, but I dunno how much 'let' has to do with it. Trouble's always been our third." The fork in Karen's hand twirls idly, spooling the remains of a pasta dish around its prongs. "I know what I'm signing up for every day I stick around. But if I could help you out more directly sometimes... maybe I'd see that danger coming, y'know? Stay on top of it."
"Well, you could also stay away from it. I'd actually say that's better," He suggested. He knows he can't keep her away from anything if she puts her mind to it. And unfortunately for him, she sets her mind to it a lot. He's half sure he'll go gray before he's forty if she keeps this up, or die of a heart attack due to high blood pressure. And yet, he wouldn't have it any other way. "Okay, tell you what, what about I teach you how to fight? At least then you'll know how to defend yourself from the aforementioned danger. 'Cause I know you won't listen to me and run into it anyway, so you might as well be safe."
isn't it fascinating to watch someone who loves something too much and decides to induct others into it? she knew that very well, as she had and would induct others to magic when asked, primarily her own son and her protege, amaranth. she sat there in the back and didn't make a sound, even though she knew he would recognize her instantly. once the class wrapped and everyone was dismissed, wanda made her way down towards matthew and smiled at him. it was warm, and you could say there was a glint in her eye that showed she was proud of her (fuck)buddy.
❝ no, it wasn't. ❞ the witch shook her head, fingers reaching to straighten his suit jacket. ❝ you did great matt. they were all attentively listening. ❞ wanda reassured him, but then, she added, ❝ but, if i might say something constructive, add a little bit of your court knowledge to it using your actual cases to exemplify it, not all of the students learn by just being methodically instructed by the book. ❞
He smiled at her feedback, because honestly, it was a bit of a relief. He'd spent most of last week stressing about how this class would go. Foggy tried assuring him he shouldn't, which had only been partially helpful. Still, Matt walked into the classroom with the same confidence he would in a courtroom. It got easier as the class went on, but it wasn't until he dismissed them that he noticed his nerves catching up to him. Without a doubt, he'd rather jump off a 30-story building any day. He was sure he'd get used to it in time.
He considered her suggestion, then nodded in agreement. "I guess that makes sense." He hadn't thought of using his own experience in his classes, but it made enough sense. "Not sure the university would appreciate me telling the students about my courtroom appearances, though," He chuckled. They often came with crazy legal stunts to favor his arguments, which was effective, but he knew well enough pissed off everyone in the room, even his co-counsel more often than not. "Anyway, ready to go?" He asked as he went to grab his bag.
It's not that she is out of shape, okay? She is in A Shape, it's just sometimes it's Bear shaped and does better with all this futzin' around, and sometimes it's Darcy shaped and does better with lounging on couches and eating potato chips.
Point is, if she's bent over trying to catch her breath it's not indicative of how badly she needs to start working out. It just means this jack ass was sprinting and she wasn't as prepared as she thought she'd be.
"What?" she huffs. "Wait until next class so I can chase you down AGAIN? Absolutely not, get your whole life!"
Darcy knew he couldn't see her stink face but she hoped the very vibe of it could be felt in his core. She stood tall again and put her hands on her hips.
"I need your help, and to be totally upfront, I don't even go here. I graduated like a billion years ago. I have a doctorate you know! That is neither here nor there, my point is I've been trying to get a hold of you-" to discuss your extended car warranty. Why is she like this??
"--about a magical contract. So if you're in a hurry then let's go, chop chop," she clapped her hands. "We can walk and talk."
Matt always did his best to keep his superhero life separate from his civilian life, but more often than not, something would slip through the cracks. It's inevitable, especially living in New York. Daredevil or not, something out of the ordinary will catch up with Matt Murdock sooner or later. Like clockwork.
Maybe it's a little dramatic to expect the worst before having any additional information, but he can't really help it. Years and years of getting the worst have sort of conditioned him.
"Okay," He replies after a moment, temporarily dumbfounded. "Well, I'm more of a non-magical kind of guy, but I suppose I'll see what I can do." He'll have to delay today's Daredeviling by a couple of hours, but it might be worth it.
"Sorry about the running. I had something, but that can wait. Here, let me start over," He held out his hand to shake hers. "I guess you already know my name, so what's yours? And what can I help you with?"
seeing a lot of people speculating on how matt will react when he finds out elektra is alive in s3.
5 bucks says he found out in the 7 year skip and it'll never actually be addressed bc the ddba writers are allergic to any kind of depth
(with that being said if we're doing that whole karen/elektra drama again i will personally set the whole writers room on fire i'm exhausted already and we're still a whole year away)
"Wh-" It takes him a moment to figure out where the voice is coming from- his hearing good but not nearly as keen as the hero's who he spots up in the warehouse's rafters. "Oh- sorry! I'd been keeping an eye on this guy for a few days now before he lead me here," Spider-Man explained, gesturing at the now-unconscious and webbed-up man at his feet.
"Yeah, I figured. I was waiting for him here." He'd been chasing a gang in Hell's Kitchen and managed to get this address for their base. Matt had been sitting in the rafters waiting for about an hour before this guy showed up. Of course, Spider-Man showed up right after, but Matt hadn't decided yet whether that was lucky or not. He wouldn't mind an extra pair of hands, but knocking out the guy had probably set things back by a few hours. He jumped from where he'd been sitting to land next to the other. "I guess we could compare notes, though. Did you find anything about him?"
🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ 🇫🇺🇱🇱 🇧🇦🇹🇹🇪🇷🇾 — He knows him well. The haunting of the worst moments of his life. Tried like an animal. Questioned to all ends over the death of his friend while he still grieved. A close friend. Clint stared down the lawyer as he exits the court room. He was here on an unrelated matter. And in the hallway he sees the creature of his nightmares. Prosecutor. He escaped that day from the bear trap of the death penalty.
❝ Mr. Murdock. ❞ He doesn't force his voice into any shape of friendly. Doesn't warm it. He understands that they played their parts that day. That everything that happened had to happen. He stares. Clint saw no point in faking a smile, not like the other could appreciate all his media training.
There wasn't much for Matt to do other than continue to do his job on the aftermath of Barton's trial. His involvement in it had been messy, and he wasn't proud of it, but he took solace in the fact that he did his best. He ensured Barton got a fair trial, and that had to be enough, one way or another. Undoubtedly, the outcome would have been far different if Stanzler got another prosecutor involved. Surely Barton wouldn't be standing here now.
"Mr. Barton," He responds, offering the other man a respectful nod. It's no surprise Barton isn't his biggest fan, especially without the memories about Daredevil there to fill in some gaps. "What do I owe the pleasure?"
