#42—Family Discord | Matt Murdock (ft. Giuseppe Barbieri)
Pairing: Matt Murdock/Malcolm O'Dorcey ft. Giuseppe Barbieri (info form coming eventually... maybe)
Warnings: angst, breakups, theoretical violence, hurt no comfort, Giu made a big mistake but Malcolm makes sure he doesn't feel bad about it for long
Word count: 534 this really got away from me
Times word count has successfully been ≤300: 29
For the June Jukebox Scribbles challenge hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles | June 9: Alt lyric—You said that you could let it go.
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Malcolm's blood ran cold when he saw his arch nemesis in his apartment, not because he was afraid of Giuseppe, but because Giuseppe had been talking to Matt.
"What is he doing here?" Mal asked, heart pounding in his chest. That was all the evidence Matt needed to assess his boyfriend's guilt.
"Your brother-in-law had some interesting things to tell me," Matt sighed, standing up with his arms crossed. "I didn't want to believe him. You said that you could let it go, Malcolm. Why would you lie?"
"Look, Matty, whatever he's told you, it doesn't matter what his heart sounds like—" Malcolm started, but Matt wasn't in a mood to argue.
"The woman you attacked today is his sister," Matt sneered. "That's why he came here, to me, because if he told your sister, his wife, about it, she would probably kill you! Not only are you lying to me, but you hurt your own family!"
"He is not my family, and even if she was his sister, she's involved in the mob! She was talking to—"
"Her boyfriend, who's working with Juriana and Giuseppe to get out! God, don't you think before you do anything?!" he scoffed.
Giuseppe tried to mediate between the two of them. He didn't know what Malcolm had told Matt, didn't know the promise that was broken; he'd just been trying to get Malcolm to listen to him about leaving his baby sister alone. "Matthew, she is okay. Don't do anything rash," he said gently.
"No, this has been a long time coming. Get the fuck out of my apartment, Malcolm, and don't come back," Matt spat. Malcolm took his rage out on the wrong person.
"I'm gonna kill you for this," Malcolm threatened Giuseppe. "And then I'll come for your sister next. Hell, maybe I'll come after her first just so I can make you watch. You've been nothin' but a pain in my ass since the moment I met you, and I'm gonna make you regret it. Not even Juri can save you." Giuseppe, who could be even more of a hothead than Malcolm was, stepped forward from the counter he'd been leaned against and prepared to hit his brother-in-law, already slinging a string of curses in his native Italian. Matt stopped him with a hand to the chest, physically holding him back before he could do anything stupid, now mediating for the attempted mediator.
"He's not worth it," he muttered to Giuseppe, who was still dishing out a few choice words under his breath. "You got a wife, a husband, and a baby at home; you don't wanna do anything that would take you away from them."
"Sure, he does," Malcolm scoffed. "Would make it a lot easier for me to take care of him."
"You're not gonna touch him," Matt said firmly. "He's under my protection, now. His family, too. You wanna get to them, you go through me." He knew it wasn't a bargain Malcolm would take. For as much as he hated Giuseppe, he still loved Matt. He couldn't hurt Matt if he wanted to—physically, anyway.
"Fuck you, Murdock," he said, voice cracking. "Fuck you both."
With that, he was gone.
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Pairing: Eddie Brock/Juriana Barbieri/Giuseppe Barbieri
Warnings: pre-established enemies with benefits to friends (currently, kinda) to lovers (eventually), polyam relationship ✨💚, implied non-sexual nudity as part of a caretaking situation, Juriana has temporary paralysis from botulism (PSA to properly can and store your food ig)
A/N: This is gonna be another part of the fic Rage Cuddles and the other Eddie scribbles I've done are in, and you do not want to know the sheer amount of medical notes I've done as prep to write the full fic. Medical hyperfixation go brr. But seriously, botulism is awful! Highly preventable, but awful.
Word count: 439
For the January Jumble Scribbles challenge hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles | Jan. 20: "If anyone walks in, that's on you."
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Botulism was a bitch and a half.
Even now that she'd had the antitoxin administered, Juriana still couldn't move her arms, which meant she still needed Eddie's help in basic tasks… like taking a shower. Eddie, for some reason, hadn't bothered to shut the bathroom door. "If anyone walks in, that's on you," she said sternly, a heavy implication between the lines: someone comes in, and I'm killing both them and you out of sheer embarrassment.
"I'm not sure what hypotheticals you're cooking up where someone walks in on this, but I'm a little afraid to ask," he chuckled, careful to make sure he wasn't getting water in her eyes as he wet her hair. Even after half a week of not being able to use her arms, Juriana was surprised how gentle he was with her, given that he had a whole host of reasons to be a bit of an ass in his caretaking. "You give someone the spare key, or something? Front door's locked, even if the bathroom's open."
"I have a small army of bodyguards stationed all around this house, and Giuseppe should be here any minute. Any of them could walk in," she scoffed. At that, Eddie put the showerhead down.
"…hang on. If your husband is due to get here at any moment, why not wait for him? What do you want me for?" he asked, brows knit in confusion. Juriana's face went beet red, maybe from embarrassment, maybe shame, maybe anger. Eddie wasn't sure.
"I don't want to look weak in front of anyone else," she mumbled, "especially not him. I'm not asking him to do this." She wouldn't meet his eyes. Suddenly, Eddie had a lightbulb moment.
"Are you asking me to stay?" She couldn't have slapped the grin off his face if she wasn't paralyzed. "Stay, and take care of you? The great, fearless Red Dragon, who's never needed any help before?"
Eddie had completely ruined the moment. Juriana made sure not to mince words, as always. "I hate you," she grumbled, staring at the shower floor.
"That's not an answer."
"Just shut up and finish washing my hair!" she huffed. "...Please." Eddie's brows shot up in surprise at the comment.
"A please?! Who are you, and what have you done with Juriana Barbieri?"
"You do realize I can still move my legs, right? I will kick you in the balls," she threatened. They both knew she meant it.
Neither of them had heard Giuseppe slip in while they were arguing. He looked incredibly amused. "Ah, that sounds like foreplay! Am I interrupting?" he asked, lopsided smirk on his face.
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I just realized that Giuseppe is probably a housewife and something about that is just so funny to me in the full context of their love story
Like he met this woman in his arch nemesis' flower shop and started flirting with her, found out that she was said nemesis' older sister, and just kept at it anyway
He proposed after four months of dating and they were married within a year of meeting, which is insanely fast but when you Know, you know
They're both ex-mafia, but I'm not sure Giu would really have many skills that would transfer to a legitimate/legal career (gotta think on that one tbh) and he doesn't have the resources or the freedom that Juri has bc not everyone in his mafia is dead and he couldn't take any money with him when he left. But Juri owns a very large pharmaceutical company and has way more than enough income for the both of them, so he doesn't need to work
Basically he's like 24 and able to retire because he somehow managed to snag a rich bitch (30) who doesn't mind being his sugar mama
(He spends his time taking care of his family and annoying hers bc whether or not they're in-laws, Malcolm and Giuseppe will always feud)
Tbh Eddie's not too far from housewife material either bc he's self-employed, but only works a few days a week once he's married to A Breadwinner™️ (Juri) and keeps odd hours after his son is born so he can be A Dad™️ with his husband
The other parents/teachers Eddie and Giu interact with probably don't even realize that Lee has a third parent until Juri shows up for parent-teacher conferences or a recital or something and everyone is just "??? Who's that with the gay PTA dads?"
"That's Lee's mom"
"Lee has a MOM?!"
"...yeah? Everyone has a mom. We all had to come out of someone."
"Oh, so she's just the surrogate or something, then? That makes more sense, it explains why I've never seen her around."
"No, she's the bio mom and their wife."
"...they're not gay?"
"Bisexual."
"I guess that explains why they both seem like they're bottoms. I think she must be their top."
Anyway why do I feel like Eddie and Giu would be the PTA dads who bring cookies to all the meetings and organize park days and babysitting schedules and all that jazz? Like just ridiculously suburban dads. Get domesticated idk
Don't even get me started on PTA dad Venom bc THAT would be hilarious. PTA dad Venom who eats the Karens and HOA presidents so they can't rule schools or neighborhoods by fear and annoyance anymore. PTA dad Venom who the teachers are afraid of bc he almost ate one of them for giving Lee an F. Dad Venom who decides to have a kid of his own so that Lee can have a symbiote and be just like his parents. It's so stupid but I kinda love the idea of dad Venom. He would not know what to do with a child (neither does Eddie) (they complement each other well)
Pairing: Juriana Rinji/Giuseppe Barbieri (info form coming eventually)
A/N: This is Giu's writing debut and I just love my silly lil Italian guy. That's all.
Warnings: mentions of strained sibling relationships, idiots in love, Giu has too much family lmao, just pure fluff. Tooth-rotting, mayhap.
Word count: 532
For the January Jumble Scribbles challenge hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles | Jan. 19: Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
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Before she was willing to talk about marriage with her boyfriend, Juriana felt like she needed to finally tell her brother she was seeing someone—mostly because the man she was seeing just so happened to be Malcolm's absolute worst enemy.
Giuseppe thought it meant she was getting cold feet about their relationship. "Does it mean you do not want to be together, if you don't want him to know?" he asked, flashing her his best concerned puppy eyes. Juriana shook her head.
"Of course I want him to know! I just… don't want to have to tell him." Giu rolled his eyes, letting out a heavy sigh.
"I think you make it too complicated," he huffed, dismissing her worry with a wave of his hand. "You just tell him, 'fratellino, I am seeing someone, and you may not like it, but I do'. How can he argue, ah? It is not his decision who you date!" To him, it was really that simple. He didn't have the sibling tensions or complicated dynamics Juriana and Malcolm had. She did her best to make him understand.
"I just wanna stay on his good side. I already lost him once; I don't wanna lose him again and have it actually be my fault." Giuseppe's eyebrows furrowed. He wasn't understanding the back and forth.
"I thought… you did not like him, no? You do not get along?"
"We don't. But that doesn't mean I want to alienate him from my life."
Giu sighed again, looking rather hopeless. He had eight siblings, and he loved them all; they got along amazingly. He couldn't wrap his head around whatever the hell Juriana and Malcolm had. "I do not understand you," he confessed, resting his cheek on his fist and waiting for an explanation.
"Women are meant to be loved, not understood," Juriana shrugged. She wasn't sure how to help him make sense of it, how to open up; it wasn't something she'd ever done before. As always, he seemed to have the perfect response.
"And I am meant to love you, but understanding would be a nice bonus, no?" he asked with a lopsided smile. "Part of my love is wanting to understand you. Wanting to know you. More than anyone else does."
"That sounds vulnerable," she frowned, earning a laugh from Giu.
"Love is supposed to be vulnerable, vita mia, but the reward is well worth the risk." She wanted to believe him. She knew he was worth it, so many times over, but it was her nature to be guarded.
"I don't know how to do vulnerable," she admitted. Now, it was her turn to look hopeless. Giuseppe held her face in his hands, looking deep into her eyes in a way that made her stomach flip, though she didn't think it was a bad thing.
"Then let me teach you." Simple. Honest. Without ulterior motive. Just pure love, in a way she didn't know was possible, in a way she didn't think she deserved.
"Well, I always have been a good student…" she breathed, nervous. Giuseppe threw his head back with a hearty laugh.
"Sì, sì! Molto bene!" he grinned, peppering her face in kisses.
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It's been like a week since I made the doc and every time I see it I still can't help but giggle at Giuseppe's info form being named "Bolognese The Flower Thief"
Maybe this is more of a sideblog post BUT I made an oc form for Giuseppe bc I wanna work on him more and I giggle every time I look at it because I named it "Bolognese The Flower Thief" and the icon is a bowl of spaghetti 🍝
Courtesy of Malcolm, who calls him Bolognese to annoy him (and whose flowers he steals)
Anyway if you're not following my sideblog you should 🫵 /lh it's mostly just a fic library but I intend to make more oc shitposts once there's a couple people following it
