@mcu-heroes, you have inspired me. I’m starting a new thread for this, but it’s in response to what you said here, that you would be happy to read even a 30-word text about Matt and Karen kissing.
I love the idea of micro-fics about Karedevil kisses, so I decided to try writing some. And I want to encourage other Karedevil writers to try it, too, if you want to! No need to worry about plot, just tiny stories about kisses! @meinhiding, @murdocklovespage, @irelandhoneybee, @mcu-heroes, and anyone else who wants to, I’d love to see what you come up with, if you want to give it a try.
It doesn’t have to be just 30 words, though, because that is really short. I tried, and it’s hard! I wrote several little things, and they’re almost all 70-100 words. The point here is to get the creative juices flowing, not to enforce a strict word limit, so use as many words as you need.
Here’s the one I managed that is actually 30 words:
Karen’s heart pounded with anticipation as Matt cupped her cheek in one hand. It had been so long, as his lips brushed hers it felt almost like the first time.
And here’s one of my longer ones, a different take on the same idea—their first kiss after Matt comes back and they are reunited:
“Karen,” he whispered, hearing the ache of longing in his own voice, his senses taking fire as she stroked his cheek. “Are you sure this is what you want, after everything I’ve done?”
She pressed her forehead to his, her arms sliding around his neck. “I thought I’d lost you,” she murmured. “Now that I’ve got you back…it doesn’t mean the past doesn’t matter. It does. But I’d rather work through our problems than go on living without you. I want this. I’m sure.”
She kissed him, gentle and warm, and he finally allowed himself to hope, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close.
Here’s what else I’ve got so far:
“Should a vigilante be fraternizing with the press?” Karen teased as they lay in bed, Matt’s lips tracing a line of kisses along her jawline and down the column of her throat.
He grinned. “Should a journalist be fraternizing with the subject of her latest article in the highly respected New York Bulletin?” he countered.
“Hmmm. It sounds terribly unprofessional, doesn’t it?” She sighed contentedly as he trailed more kisses along her collarbone.
“I’m afraid so,” he murmured, tipping his head up so he could kiss her lips.
Matt could hear the pounding of her heart. He could smell her fear.
“Karen,” he said urgently, “I have to do this.”
“I know,” she said firmly, the tiny tremor in her voice nearly undetectable. “I know. The city needs you.” She pulled him into her arms, hugging him tightly for a moment, then pressed her lips to his in a fervent kiss.
“Just come back in one piece,” she whispered.
“I will,” he promised, leaning in to return both the kiss and the hug, before he turned away and rushed out the door.
Matt stuck his head into Karen’s office, a wide smile on his face.
“What happened?” she demanded, standing up and pulling him inside. She had wanted to be there today at the courthouse, but Matt’s latest case wasn’t her story, and looming deadlines had tied her to her desk.
“Not guilty on all charges,” he said with great satisfaction, sweeping her into his arms and kissing her soundly. “I know you have to work,” he went on, “But if I bring you take-out, will you have dinner with me?”
“I’d love to,” she said, smiling and kissing him back. “Congratulations, Mister Murdock.”
