YET THIS MAN IS BAFFLED THAT WE CALL HIM BABYGIRL

CHARLIE COX ACCIDENTALLY READING A COMPLIMENT THINKING IT WAS A QUESTION AND THEN GETTING UNCOMFORTABLE CAUSE HE DOESN’T LIKE WHEN PEOPLE COMPLIMENT HIM I LOVE THIS ADORABLE SHY BABY SO MUCH [x]

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Summary: For him it was just a moment, for you it was five years

Pairing: Matt Murdock x fem. reader

Wordcount: 2.1k

Rating: G

Warnings: Angst, pregnancies, little more angst, some fluff too

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He didn’t know what was different, but something had changed. In one moment he had been in the kitchen with you, drying the plates you had been cleaning on a late sunday morning, the next moment he was alone.

It was colder too. The noises in the city were different.

There was something in the air. A buzz he had never felt before.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, his tongue running over his lips while his hands brushed over the counter of his kitchen. He tilted his head.

The counter was different too.

Marble maybe. Definitely some stone. Not like the wooden cheap counter that had been here before.

Slowly he took a couple steps out of the kitchen, focusing on his surroundings.

He could still smell you. Your familiar scent. He smelled the fabric softener the two of you had argued about, before he gave in, not being able to deny you anything.

But there was something else. Another scent he couldn’t place.

The apartment was different too.

Starting from the kitchen counter, the electrical hum of the appliances different than they were only moments ago.

It smelled like the walls had been painted. But not recently, a little while ago.

Another step forward, his hands grasped the back of a couch. Not the leather couch he was used to, no this felt soft. Almost like velvet.

He was… confused. And that was putting it mildly.

It was why he hadn’t heard someone, you, approaching the apartment, your key unlocking the door, your heels clicking on the floor as you rushed into the apartment, because things were happening and maybe, maybe he would be….

“Matt,” you gasped, blinking your eyes that were already watering. Slowly he turned around to you and you sobbed, your hand covering your mouth.

He was wearing the dark sweatpants and the white shirt from that morning.

The morning that had changed your life so significantly.

The morning he disappeared.

“Sweetheart I….” he began but you crossed the distance between the two of you, almost throwing yourself against him as you hugged him. He caught you with a gasp, his strong arms pulling you closer and you cried into his shirt as his hand slowly ran up and down your back, humming soothingly.

You had denied yourself even imagining a possibility where you would see him again.

Five years.

Five years he had been gone, just like half of the earth's population.

Five years that had been the hardest, saddest and at the same time best time of your life.

“What is going on?” he asked and you took some deep breaths, calming yourself down to finally look up at him, his eyes unfocused.

“You… You’ve been gone. I was… I was with Foggy in the office when Karen suddenly was just there and I… I ran back home… I….”

“You ran from the office?” he asked.

“We… It’s… It’s another office,” you closed your eyes, letting your head fall against his chest, inhaling the scent that was just him.

“I don’t understand. I… Something’s changed. We were in the kitchen and then you were suddenly gone and… everything is different?”

You let your fingertips run over his back as you looked up at him.

“Something happened and you… You were gone. You just… You disappeared right before my eyes. But now you’re back and I… I have so much to tell you Matty…”

“I was gone?” he asked quietly. You nodded against him.

“How long?”

You sucked on your bottom lip.

“Five years.”

You told him what happened.

About Thanos. About how the world mourned for months before slowly it moved on.

You told him about Karen disappearing too and about how you had started working with Foggy.

You had told him about finally getting your lawyers degree and about how good the office was doing.

You told him everything.

Except the one, most important thing.

Sitting cuddled next to him on the new couch, which he admitted was way more comfortable than the one you had before, you clung to him.

A part of you afraid that he could disappear again at any moment.

It was when you received a message from Foggy, that he would be over in ten minutes, that you knew you had to tell him.

“There’s something else you’re not telling me,” he said, pulling you closer towards him.

“There is,” you whispered.

“You… You met someone…” he began but you shook your head, sitting yourself up.

“No. No I… I haven’t met anyone. I haven’t been with anyone since you… Since you…. I couldn’t….” you rambled and he pulled you into his lap, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“It’s okay,” he kissed your neck and you shuddered, closing your eyes as you put your arms around his shoulders, your nose in his hair.

“I had bought the test to take later that day. The day you… disappeared. And after I was so depressed I forgot about it. But Foggy noticed and took me to see a doctor and… I… I was pregnant Matt.”

He stilled beneath you, his hands on your hips, his lips frozen against your neck.

A tear ran down your check and into his hair.

“It was hard. Doing this without you. But… she made it worth it. So worth it. And Foggy was a big help. Honestly, I don’t know what I would have done without him. He’s the best uncle on the planet and Rose is… She’s so much like you. Stubborn and…”

“Rose?” he asked, his voice breaking and you pulled away from him so you could look at him. There were tears in his eyes before he pulled you against him and you felt him sob. You whimpered as you cried with him, clinging to him as you both mourned the time the both of you had missed.

“I’m… I’m so sorry,” he shook his head and you put your hands on his face, tilting it up to your. Carefully you brushed his tears away as you shook your head.

“It’s not your fault, baby. Billions of people disappeared. I know the last thing you would do was leave me and our life. Not after we fought so hard for it and… and I found the ring,” you whispered the last part and he sighed, closing his eyes.

“We can… We can talk later, if you want. I will tell you about everything but… But Foggy is coming over. And he’s gonna have Rose with him. He offered to pick her up from Daycare after we… after I left to find you.”

“He just got into the elevator,” Matt hummed.

“Does she… Does Rose… Know about me?” he asked and you smiled.

“Of course she does. I talk about you every single day Matty. There are so many pictures of you and me on the walls. You’re her daddy. She loves you.”

He took a deep breath as you let your forehead fall against his, your nose rubbing against his nose.

“She… She’s telling Foggy about… Dinosaurs?” he asked with a small smile.

“She’s obsessed with Dinosaurs at the moment,” you chuckled and Matt’s smile got wider.

“Kiss me,” you whispered and he tilted his head up, his nose brushing against yours. His hands on your back pulled you closer before his lips softly found yours. You breathed out, closing your eyes as he moved his lips against yours, deepening the kiss.

You let your finger run through his hair, anchoring yourself against him.

He was here.

He was back.

Matt was back.

Parting from your lips he smiled and you pecked his lips again.

You both jumped when a knock sounded at the door. His fingers dig into your hips as he licked over his lips. Anxiously.

“She loves you,” you reminded him and he breathed in deeply.

“And I love you too,” you said and he smiled a little, before you carefully climbed off his lap and walked towards the door.

“I love you,” he called after you and you smiled as you opened the door.

“Hi!” you said, looking down at Rose who hugged you with a squeal of Mooooommy before you picked her up with a groan.

“You’re getting too big for me to pick you up like that little lady,” you smiled at her as she began to tell you about her day. You looked at Foggy who looked over your shoulder, tears stinging in his eyes as he saw Matt behind you in the apartment.

“Do you… Want to come in Foggy?” you asked. He looked at you before he shook his head.

“I… Karen and I will come over with breakfast tomorrow?” he asked.

“Are you sure?” you asked.

“Yeah. It’s… I’ve gone five years without him, I can last another day. But you two can’t,” he said and you smiled thankfully at him.

“Bye Uncle Foggy,” Rose waved and Foggy laughed.

“Bye Princess,” he winked before he turned around, taking the stairs down. You smiled at your daughter as you closed the door behind him, slowly walking back towards the living room with her still in your arms, where Matt was standing anxiously.

“Rose I… have a surprise for you,” you began and she looked at you with wide eyes, stopping her monologue about the Velociraptor she had learned today, making a mental note to ask her about it later.

“Surprise?” she asked and you nodded.

“Remember when Foggy and Mommy would talk about your Daddy and that he had to go away for a while?”

She nodded.

“What did we tell you?” you asked, finding Matt listening to you.

“That he loves us very much and that he would never leave us again when he comes back,” she said. You nodded, setting her down.

“He… He came back today, sweetheart,” you whispered and she looked at you with a bright smile.

“Really?” she asked and you nodded.

“Yeah, sweetheart, really,” Matt said and she turned around as she heard his voice. She looked at you, before you set her down. You were crying by the moment she ran towards him and Matt had the foresight to get on his knees and open his arms before she collided with him with a squeal.

He closed his eyes, pulling her into his arms as he brushed his hand over her hair and picked her up. She was clinging to him like a Koala, telling him how much she had missed him and that she can’t wait to show him her collection of dinosaurs which made you choke on your sob as you laughed. Matt looked up and opened his arm for you, pulling you against him too.

It was almost 1 am when the door to the bedroom opened. You were sitting against the back of your bed, waiting for Matt as he slowly walked in, closing the door behind him with a smile on his lips. His hair was still wet as he walked towards the bed, laying down on top of you with a sigh that made you giggle.

Rose had spent the whole afternoon showing him around the apartment, explaining where everything was so he would know, because she knew that his daddy was blind and she did not want him to hurt himself, while you were making dinner.

It was strangely domestic.

“This was a long day,” he hummed against you as you nodded, your finger brushing through his hair.

“Normally you would kiss me goodbye and get out to do some Deviling now,” you mused and he sighed.

“There’s… I don’t want to think about that now,” he said quietly.

“Okay,” you whispered.

“She’s… Rose is… She’s everything,” he said and you smiled.

“Yeah. She’s pretty damn awesome.”

“I wish I could have been there,” he whispered.

“Me too,” you said sadly, before you reached to your side to turn the lights off. He got off of you and under the covers, finding your body immediately to pull you against him, your back against his chest, as he kissed your shoulder.

You fell asleep like that.

In his arms.

And he was still there, holding you when you woke up the next morning.

Because Matt was back.

And he would never leave again.

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mattsauburneyes

2 years ago

Sound of Silence

Matt Murdock x Reader

Words: 2472

Summary: Matt tries to find his pregnant wife when half the world seems to have disappeared.

Notes: Okay, so I’ve seen this idea multiple places and I really thought it would make a good imagine. I’m not totally sure who the first person to post this was, so if you guys could tag them in the comments or something that’d be great. I’ve also not seen the end of Daredevil, so this is pretty much not going to deal with anything from the series.

More Matt Imagines: HERE

Everything was perfectly normal. Well, as normal as it could be after yet another alien attack in the city. With the ‘Big Boys’ taking them on, Matt figured everything would be resolved. After all, despite damages, they saved New York before. They could do it again. Invaders from space were little above Daredevil’s jurisdiction- not that he actually had any.

“Do you think they’d ever put aliens on trial?” Foggy asked, looking at Karen over his glass. She giggled.

“Don’t you think it’s a little early to be drinking?”

“Hey, if the world is really ending this time, then I think it is perfectly normal for all of us to drown our sorrows in Matt’s cheap liquor.”

Matt pretended to look offended. “You’re more than welcome to go get your own, you know.” He poured himself a glass. “Besides, I’m not the one that got this one. Y/N did.” Not that she’d be drinking it any time soon.

“Ah, and where is the lovely Mrs. Murdock today?” Foggy glanced around the apartment.

“Visiting her mother,” Matt said.

Everyone grimaced in unison.

Foggy looked down at his glass. “She’s going to need this more than I do.”

Matt smiled to himself. Until you got home, he was the only one in the room who knew why his wife would only be drinking water. It was the reason he’d invited Foggy and Karen over. As soon as you finished telling your mother, the two of you would be asking them to be the godparents. Sure, they weren’t Catholic, but Matt had a feeling that Father Lantom would overlook it.

“Okay, so back to my question- if there’s another ‘the sky is falling’ situation, do you think they’d put the space sons of bitches on trial?” Foggy said. His eyes widened. “Do you think people would have to defend them?”

“I think it’s safe to say we wouldn’t have to worry about something like that.” Matt chuckled.

Foggy shrugged and the three of them laughed. Matt had tried not to think of the new attacks in the city. The world was dark enough without galactic threats clouding the sky. He had to be strong. Especially now.

Foggy raised his glass, the drink sloshing against the glass. Karen did the same.

“A toast,” Foggy beamed, “to making it through another day.”

“Cheers,” Karen said.

Matt just laughed and moved his glass to connect with theirs. But there was no clink. His glass hit nothing but empty air. It wasn’t until the other two glasses shattered against the table that he realized he couldn't hear their heartbeats anymore.

“Foggy?” His voice trembled. “Karen?” He reached out his shaking hand, finding nothing but a soft movement of air- like someone taking a final breath. “T-this is funny. Foggy, this isn’t funny. Karen!”

For a painfully long moment, there was nothing but dreadful silence. Everything was still. Dead. Then came the noise. Crashing, sirens, but most of all screams. It filled his head until it was unbearable. He stumbled to the window, feeling a crushing emptiness. Maybe Foggy was right. The world was ending.

“You should eat. You look like you haven’t eaten.” Your mother scolded. She set a plate of rolls in front of you and went to pour you a glass of wine.

“I’m fine, mom.” You slid the glass away.

“You’d eat better if the two of you were making any money.” She muttered.

You pinched the bridge of your nose, already fighting the headache you knew would come from this visit. Ever since you and Matt got married, she took a special- and critical- interest in the kind of cases Matt took.

“I didn’t come here to talk to you about that.” You sighed, trying to hide the frustration in your voice.

“All I’m saying is that, should you reconsider going to a bigger firm, maybe a corporate one-”

“Mother.” You exasperated.

“What?”

“I’m pregnant.”

Finally, she was quiet. She simply grinned a shocked grin and threw her arms around you. You were both beaming when you pulled apart and she started rambling about all of the people she needed to call.

“I’m going to be a grandmother!” She cried. “Oh, you and Matt will have to come over for dinner and I’ll cook you a real meal and-”

“Phone calls, mom. You said you were going to make phone calls.” You said before she could passive-aggressively nag you anymore. “Here, you can use mine.” You began to hand her your cell phone.

“Yes, you’re right, I have to…” She didn’t get to finish. Her eyes locked with yours in a moment of confused panic before her body started to change. Piece by piece, it was as if she was a burning piece of paper and the breeze was carrying the ash away until there was nothing left. Your phone fell to the floor, the screen cracking and splitting into dozens of pieces.

You stood, frozen with terror. A horrified sob caught in your throat and you had to force yourself to keep standing as your knees began to buckle. You blinked. Nothing. You pinched your arm. Nothing.

“M-Mom.” You choked out. This can’t be happening.

You managed to walk over to the window, hoping to get some air and that this was all just a result of your mother’s cheap perfume and hormones. But as you looked out, you saw the chaos. Whatever just happened to your mother had happened to other people. Cars crashed into each other. Mothers screamed as their children vanished. Police sirens roared from what seemed like every corner.

Your hand fell to your stomach and you started to hyperventilate. Your mind could only form a single, screaming clear thought.

“Matt.”

Matt plowed through the chaos, trying to dodge every panicked civilian running past him on the way to your mother’s apartment. The automated voice of your voicemail ran through his head.

“This is Y/N Murdock. Please leave a message.”

He’d called three times. Nothing.

The building of your mother’s apartment was rampant with terror. People ran in and out, some shouted down from the windows, others just sat alone in their apartments and cried. Even through the walls, he could hear their heartbreak. Still, as hard as he focused, he couldn’t hear you.

He climbed the stairs two at a time until he reached the third floor. The hallway was just as alive with panic as the rest of the building. People darted back and forth between rooms. He felt the numbers on the walls until he reached your mother’s apartment. The door was still, the room inside quiet. He clutched the doorknob with a shaking hand and found it unlocked. The door swung open with an ominous creak.

“Y/N?” He called into the apartment. No response. He stepped inside. “Y/N, sweetheart, please. Please please be here. Something is going on. Please be here.” He felt around the room desperately, hoping that he would feel your skin, hear your voice, even just your heartbeat. He stepped on something, the glass cracking beneath his foot.

Matt’s heart cracked along with it. He crouched down, recognizing your phone in his hand. His knees hit the floor.

None of this made any sense. People don’t just vanish. Half of the hearts in New York don’t just stop beating. If he was one of those big-time heroes, maybe he would know what had happened, but he wasn’t. He was here, living with the consequences again. Right when his life finally seemed to even start making sense.

Oh, God.

The baby.

Matt’s stomach lurched. Another crack shot through his heart. He screamed. Tears burned on his cheeks before he could stop them. He clutched your phone in his hand and hurled it at the wall. Any remaining glass shattered completely.

“What’s happening?” He howled. His sobs made his words sound like a wounded animal. Desperate cries for help.

He thought of praying. Praying for him to be wrong. Praying for you to be here. Praying that whatever the hell had happened hadn’t happened to you. But all he could hear were the screams of the people outside. He knew that, if God really was up there, he wasn’t listening.

The apartment seemed to haunt him. As he opened the door with a shaking hand, he tried to ignore the tricks his mind was playing on him. He could still hear the dual heartbeats of you and the baby. He could still feel you near him. Hell, he could even hear your voice. But it couldn’t be real. You were gone. Whatever had happened to Karen and Foggy had happened to you.

Your heart soared when you saw him walk in the door. You called out his name through sobs, but his expression didn’t change. The heartbreak on his face only deepened. It took you a moment to understand why he was responding like this, but once you did, you started to approach him slowly.

He didn’t realize you were really there.

“Matty,” You said. You took slow steps towards him. His head tilted to the side, hearing your footsteps.

“Maybe I’m just going crazy.” He muttered to himself. You took another step.

“Baby, I’m here. I didn’t vanish. I’m right here. I’m okay.”

“Y/N…” His voice was without hope. He said your name like he was praying. Finally, you put your hands on either side of his face.

“I’m right here.” You cried. “I’m here. Matty, I thought you were-” Your words cut off with another sob. Realization and relief washed over your husband’s face. Matt didn’t say a word. He just threw his arms around you, crying into the crook of your neck. He clung to you like you were the only thing keeping him from disappearing just like everyone else.

“Karen and Foggy… I went to your mother’s apartment. Your phone… I was convinced that you were- oh thank God.” He choked. You held him tighter, your whole body trembling with a combination of relief and terror.

The two of you must have stayed like that for hours. Holding each other while the world fell apart around you. For a short time, all that mattered was that Matt was here. He was in your arms and kissing your face. He muttered a few more prayers- if he didn’t maybe you’d still disappear.

Once you finally broke apart, the panic resurfaced in your chest. Karen and Foggy. Your mother. What the hell happened? Were they dead? Where else was this happening? Was it just New York? Was it the whole world?

All of the questions built up into one that actually formed on your lips. You curled up beside Matt on the floor, laying your head on his chest and you both leaned on the couch.

“What are we supposed to do now?”

Matt tucked your head under his chin. “We survive.”

Five Years Later

A moment of panic settled into his chest. He listened to the bustle of people around him. A heaviness hung in the air- the same weight that had lingered for the past five years. It made it hard to focus.

“Jackie!” He called into the crowd. He listened again and heard it. Laughter. Playful barks and a clinking collar. He let out a sigh of relief and followed the sound of his daughter’s laugh.

She’d wandered off to pet a dog- whose owner was happy to stop her jog and let Jackie pet him. When Matt found them, the two continued their run, much to the dismay of the young girl.

“Jackie Karen Murdock, how many times have I told you to stay with me when we’re walking?” He scolded, but his tone was light. Her small hand found his and her voice matched a pout.

“Sorry, daddy.”

He smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Come on. Mom and Percy will be getting back soon.”

“Okay!” She squealed and began pulling him down the sidewalk. Matt laughed and did his best to keep up with her. By the time they’d reached the apartment building, you were coming down the sidewalk from the other direction, having just brought your son back from a doctor’s appointment.

“Just a little cold. Nothing to worry about,” You said, joining your husband and daughter at the front steps.

“That’s great,” Matt beamed. When you told him you thought Percy needed to go to the doctor, his brain naturally jumped to the worst scenario. The baby in your arms reached out his tiny fists to his father. Matt took him from you and you couldn’t help but marvel at him.

The way he’d fought and worked to keep the city safe these past few years and still was able to have moments like this- moments of peace- was something you admired. Somedays you worried you’d forgotten what it felt like to not worry.

“Can I go play now?” Jackie whined, tugging on your pant leg. “Daddy got me a new toy.”

You shot your husband a look. He shrugged.

“I caved.”

You shook your head and laughed. “Alright, go on upstairs. We’ll be there in a second.” She took your keys and the bag from Matt’s hand and bolted away. She knew her way around the building- probably a little better than you’d like. It’d make her sneaking around when she’s older a lot harder to catch. Then again, with Matt that probably won’t be an issue. The thought made you snicker.

“What?” Matt smiled. You kissed him on the cheek.

“Nothing.” Part of you was just happy that there was a future to think about. For so many… You tried not to dwell on it.

Just as you moved to follow Jackie, Matt froze. His expression darkened and a worried tone took over his voice.

“Something’s happening.”

A dark form seemed to overtake the air, like a solid, ashy mist. Then… people. Dozens of people appeared around you where there was nothing before. The recognition clicked in your mind. This was how everyone disappeared.

They were coming back.

Matt pulled you aside, still holding Percy close to his chest. He winced at the sudden influx of noise and panic flooding his head. Confusing shouts and cries filled the air. Percy’s wails joined and you did your best to calm him down.

Through everything, Matt heard the sound of small, quick footsteps running back down the stairs. He grabbed your hand.

“Jackie,” He said. Both of you hurried into the building, catching her at the top of the stairs. She didn’t seem scared, however. She seemed excited.

“There are people in the living room.” She giggled. “They said they’re your friends. Can they be my friends too?”

You felt Matt’s grip on your hand tighten and the two of you ran up to the apartment.

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mattsauburneyes

7 years ago