F E A R L E S S

Matthew Michael Murdock. Lawyer. "These questions of good and evil, as important as they are, have no place in a court of law. Only the facts matter." ***MUTUALS ONLY***

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Attention all. Matt has been moved to my newest blog multiplexmusis. All of my currently active muses are there and I will continue all threads there.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

OOC:

(*dusts off blog*

Okay, so today was my last day of classes, so this weekend will be spent tidying everything up on assignments that are due in the next week. I’m busy every day up to and including Thursday, and then I graduate on Saturday (!!!!!!). And then the following Tuesday (the 17th) I’m going on vacation until the 31st.

During that time I won’t be available at all, as I’ll be in Alaska and then Canada. When I get back I’ll be around a lot more and then in June I’m going to Florida with my grandparents until they get sick of me XD

Anyway. After Thursday I plan on settling down and trying to watch some more Daredevil and getting back into Mattie. Until then, unfortunately, I may continue to be unavailable over here as I’ve only watched the first episode and part of the second. Apologies for the continued radio silence. I hope to be back soon.)

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

OOC

(I wish I could watch the new season of Daredevil, but I shouldn’t because I need to focus on school.)

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“I know, but I plan on making it up to you.” Matt smiled and drew her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “I’m thinking we could start with you sitting on my face.”

[moreresilientthanwillows]

Blunt as ever, that was her Mattie. A soft laugh escaped from Amelia, brushing over his lips on a heated breath. “Sit on your face? Clothed or unclothed?” she teased.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Hmm, I think unclothed would work better for what I have in mind.” Matt grinned, taking off his glasses and setting them on the table. “Come on, sweetheart. Let me take care of you, let me pleasure you.” He kissed her gently on the lips, drawing her into his lap and holding her close.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

@moreresilientthanwillows

“Amelia.” Matt’s face had a bit of a pout as he sat up on the couch. He was feeling better after his night out fighting crime, and he could hear her in the kitchen. “Whatever you’re doing can wait until later. Come in here and let me help you relax.”

[moreresilientthanwillows]

She turned her head, partially in habit from when she could see, partially to hear him better. “I thought you might like some tea.” It was Amelia’s turn to pout as she came over and curled up into Matt’s side. “You’ve been gone for ages.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“I know, but I plan on making it up to you.” Matt smiled and drew her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “I’m thinking we could start with you sitting on my face.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

@moreresilientthanwillows

“Amelia.” Matt’s face had a bit of a pout as he sat up on the couch. He was feeling better after his night out fighting crime, and he could hear her in the kitchen. “Whatever you’re doing can wait until later. Come in here and let me help you relax.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

OOC:

(*peeks in*

So, uh, I kind of lost my muse for Mattie, especially when I stated playing all of the Dragon Age. I’m trying to get back into his mindset enough to bring this blog back, and I apologize for the disappearance!)

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

OOC:

(I’m sorry for the radio silence here. I’ve lost my muse for Mattie and I haven’t really tried to get him back with playing Dragon Age so much. I have about a week left of winter break.)

[fxteweaver-blog]

@thedevil-inhellskitchen

      Disgusted noises.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Looks completely the wrong way.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt nodded, leaning in to kiss Adam gently. “I love you,” he whispered in a shaky voice. He listened carefully for a few moments. “She’s on her way up. I don’t think laying on me is a good idea.”

[morecomplicatedthanuniverses]

“Nnnnnngh…spoilsport.” Though Matt was right: Claire wouldn’t be enthused to have someone draped all over her patient, particularly after he’d been a dumbass and re-opened a wound. Didn’t keep Adam from sulking as he retreated to the other end of the couch with his food.

And some of Matt’s.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt snorted when Adam took food with him to the other end of the couch as Claire walked in and called his name. “Here.” He heard her close the door behind her and the defeated sigh at seeing his condition caused him to smile without meaning to. “I’m sure Adam already told you, but I opened the wound in my side.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Of all the things I said, that’s what you picked up on?” Matt shook his head and reached out to tug the smaller man closer. “Did Claire say how long she’d be?”

[morecomplicatedthanuniverses]

“I’m ignoring idiotic statements right now as they are irrelevant, and focusing on what interests me.” Adam willingly drew closer to his sweetheart and kissed his jaw. “I like being your boyfriend. And Claire will be a few more minutes.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt nodded, leaning in to kiss Adam gently. “I love you,” he whispered in a shaky voice. He listened carefully for a few moments. “She’s on her way up. I don’t think laying on me is a good idea.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt shook his head, burying his face in his hands. “I can’t do that to you,” he whispered. “Damn it, Adam, you’re supposed to be my… my boyfriend, you shouldn’t have to deal with this shit. I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt because of me.”

[morecomplicatedthanuniverses]

Adam rested his hand on Matt’s back. And he couldn’t help himself: he laughed a little. “Still getting used to the fact you called me your boyfriend?”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Of all the things I said, that’s what you picked up on?” Matt shook his head and reached out to tug the smaller man closer. “Did Claire say how long she’d be?”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt nodded, still shaking from the blood loss and the pain. His eyes stayed closed as she spoke and he tried to ignore the fact that her voice sounded far away. “Y-yeah,” he whispered hoarsely, “internal organs… outside… is bad.” He felt himself slipping under and he fought to keep himself awake.

[exemplarisvictoria]

“Hey!” Jayce lightly slapped Matt’s face, then harder. “Keep talking, or I’m convincing James to put a finger up your nose. Probably a cold, metal one.”

Little shit was just…she sighed and injected a dilute version of medigel into Matt before resuming stitching up the wound he’d re-opened. The medigel should help with the ruptured blood vessels. Jayce simply didn’t have the tools for that kind of patch job.

“You really need to look into getting armour of some sort. And you need to rest, take care of yourself after whoever patched you up before me saves your ass.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Awake...” Matt barely registered either slap, and his eyes flickered open, staring sightlessly at the ceiling. “I do. I... I already... have an idea.” His eyes closed again and his head fell back. His breathing was still ragged as he lost the battle for consciousness.

[caecia]

matt u little shit

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Foggy and I had a falling out.” Matt’s breathing was heavy as he was half carried to the couch. “I came home and… and I didn’t know he was there. I was bleeding bad, I must’ve passed out on the floor, and when I woke up he was there. He… he was so pissed at me for not telling him about the vigilante thing…” His cheeks were wet and he reached up to wipe his face, embarrassed that he was losing control in front of the pair of soldiers.

[exemplarisvictoria]

Jayce and Bucky shared a look before the commander let out a long sigh. “Yeah…generally not the best way to let your mates in on the whole ‘by the way: I fight crime in not the most legal of ways’ thing.” She began clearing out Matt’s wound, her hands steady. “Also: losing consciousness is a side effect of losing too much blood. You should rest and heal to avoid having it happen again. Looks like someone else already tried keeping your internal organs from becoming your external organs.”

…She’d have to introduce Bucky to that film later.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt nodded, still shaking from the blood loss and the pain. His eyes stayed closed as she spoke and he tried to ignore the fact that her voice sounded far away. “Y-yeah,” he whispered hoarsely, “internal organs... outside... is bad.” He felt himself slipping under and he fought to keep himself awake.

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“The thing is, I’m putting all of you in danger by relying on you.” He shivered and turned his head toward Adam when the food was put in his lap. He took a bite and sighed heavily, stomach twisting in knots from worry. “If I only rely on myself I’ll only get myself killed. I won’t be dragging the rest of you down with me.”

[morecomplicatedthanuniverses]

“Rubbish.” Adam flapped his hand dismissively with a snort. “If you only rely on yourself, you’ll almost certainly get yourself killed. Do you really think my job at S.H.I.E.L.D. is 100% safe? It isn’t. It can’t have escaped your notice I’ve had armed escorts over half the time when I’m not here. You asking for my help would be a drop in the ocean.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt shook his head, burying his face in his hands. “I can’t do that to you,” he whispered. “Damn it, Adam, you’re supposed to be my... my boyfriend, you shouldn’t have to deal with this shit. I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt because of me.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

Matt let out a groan of pain as he was hauled to his feet. He was shivering violently and blood dripped steadily from his wounds. His head turned toward the sound of Jayce’s voice and his knees gave out. He let go of James as he fell, eyes falling shut as he pressed a hand to his side. “I… I fucked up…”

[exemplarisvictoria]

“No shit.” Jayce flicked a glance at Bucky, who knew the routine by this point as Jayce grabbed some old sheets and covered the couch before her husband half-carried Matt to the now (mostly) protected couch. “I’ve told you only a few dozen times that body armour is kind of a must when you’re going to tangle with baddies, Matt.”

In the meantime, Bucky was grabbing what the couple had jokingly termed the Murdock Kit (instead of the med kit) while Jayce cut away Matt’s shirt. She swore softly when she saw the stitches he’d torn, and glared at the younger man even though he wouldn’t be able to see it. “You’re doing your best to put someone else’s hard work to ruin, I see.”

[thedevil-inhellskitchen]

“Foggy and I had a falling out.” Matt’s breathing was heavy as he was half carried to the couch. “I came home and... and I didn’t know he was there. I was bleeding bad, I must’ve passed out on the floor, and when I woke up he was there. He... he was so pissed at me for not telling him about the vigilante thing...” His cheeks were wet and he reached up to wipe his face, embarrassed that he was losing control in front of the pair of soldiers.