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Summary- (Y/N) Is a Matt Murdocks 14 year old daughter who is just entering high school and is really struggling. She doesn’t have a regular life having a blind father. He can’t help with homework, Can’t give her a have a ride to school, He can’t see how often her face falls when she lies to him. Of course she has her Uncle Foggy and Aunt Karen but (Y/N) feels like to much of a burden until the one and only Frank Castle comes into her life and seems to be more of a father figure then Matt ever has.
You have been staying at Karen’s place for a two days so far. She offered her bed since it was a one bedroom apartment but you decided you were fine with the couch. You feel someone gently shaking you awake.
"Hun? It’s time to wake up.“ You look up at Karen for a minute trying to gain your thoughts and surroundings, "Karen?” She nods. “What is it?” You ask sitting up slowly. “I know you don’t want to go home but I need to do something at work and I can’t leave you alone.” She says sadly. “Can I please stay?” You mumble under your breath. Karen pauses for a moment. “Hold on…” She walks into the kitchen area taking out her phone and making a phone call. You begin to fold your blanket putting it over the back of the couch and sit down waiting for her to return. Karen comes back and lowers herself to your level. “(Y/N)? Frank says he can watch you. I didn’t tell him about your situation but you know he will ask questions when he sees you.” She says cupping the side of your cheek. “Don’t worry about it Hun. He will be here in a few minutes.” You nod. “Can I take a shower?” You ask and she nods and you take your bag into her bathroom. You strip down and look at yourself. You never thought that you would see yourself bruised again but here you are. You have a big bandage on your nose and one on your lip. The bruises have settled in having a hand shape on your neck and on one of your eyes. You sigh and step into the bathroom and begin washing up.
Frank walks into the apartment. “Hey Karen. You were vague on the phone.” He says being straight to the point. Karen sighs and sits on the couch and he sits next to her. “(Y/N) is under a lot of stress right now. Now don’t freak out when you see her it is her story to tell.” Franks eyes flash with concern. He waits for a follow up to that statement but nothing comes and he just sighs. Despite what he tells himself he has grown attached to you in a way he hasn’t felt in a long time. The familial feeling is nice but his fear gets the best of him but the tone in Karen’s voice when she talked about you has him on edge. There is a sudden crash from the bathroom which almost has Frank on his feet but then your voice from inside shouts. “Sorry! I dropped the shampoo!” He sighs in relief and Karen smirks. “What?” Frank asks. “What?” Karen responds. “What are you looking at me like that for?” Frank grunts and frown. “You feel the need to protect her and I find that sweet.” She smiles and Frank only scoffs. “You aren’t denying it~” Karen teases. “Shut up it should be natural instinct to be concerned for a child…” Karen only giggles and Frank looks at her for a moment taking in her face. The door opens to the bathroom and you step out wear a pair of (F/C) baggy pants as well as a T-Shirt followed by your favorite shoes. Franks face stays stoic while on the inside he is boiling. This is the second time he has seen you hurt and he is disturbed by the fact that some people out there do this on a regular basis. Despite that he stands up and grabs the guitar case. “Come on kid lets get going.” He looks back at Karen and says “See you in a bit Kare.” Karen smiles and nods before walking up to you and hugging you and kissing the top of your head. “I will see you soon okay?” You nod and start heading toward the exit with Frank following.
As you are walking down the streets of Hell’s Kitchen you can feel eyes on you. Frank is next to you sporting his usual hoodie and baseball cap . “Where are we heading?” You made sure to leave out his name for any ears that may be listening. “I can feel your anxiety from here kid so we are heading to my place. You have been there before if you remember.” He says lowly as to not cause attention. You nod “As long as you don’t make those awful ham sandwiches we’re good.” You say with a laugh as you head into the apartment building. You find yourself standing at the door of his apartment. “Are you gonna practice or not?” Frank asks and you quickly step inside. “Can I take off my shoes?” Frank nods and you do so and set them beside the door. Frank is already sitting in the living room tuning the guitar. You sit next to him and he hands it to you. “Now play ‘C’ , ’D’ , 'E’ , and 'F’ for me” Frank says and watches you. You begin to play those chords and smirk as you begin to play them fluidly. “That’s good now add 'G’ between 'C’ and ’D’. You nod and begin doing that. You feel his eyes wonder your face and you sigh setting the guitar down beside you and moving into a criss cross applesauce position. ” You are very obvious you know…“ You grumble and Frank chuckles. "That’s the point kid now tell me whose ass I need to kick.” He grunt. You turn your head down to your lap looking at your nails. “I wouldn’t let you kick his ass any way Frank. It was an accident.” Frank scoffs “Yeah right.” “Its the truth! My dad is blind and for some reason his hearing went out.” You cry out. “It was a fight or flight response and I don’t blame him…” You say your voice slowly trickling down into nothing.
“Then why are you sleeping at Karens house?” Frank asks in a less aggressive tone. “I guess I am just scared…” You mumble. “What are you scared of?” He asks and you shrug. “He already treated me different from the last time I got attacked and you saved me.” You sigh and look at Frank. “This time he is the one who attacked me and I don’t want him to get distant. I barely see him as it is at least when I had crutches he spent more time at home and now…” Your eyes begin to blur with tears. “He won’t want to spend time with me either.” You wipe your eyes and look away. The glimpse of what you saw on Franks face looked like sadness with a mix of something else that you can’t think of. “Well… My dad was around for a bit but he was always a honest and very blunt man.” Frank starts. “He was never one for small talk he wanted to get straight to the point.” Frank says bringing his hand down on his palm causing a loud clap to echo in the air. “Anyway what I am trying to say is you need to talk with your dad and tell him what is bothering you.” Frank says. You nod “I know I just get nervous… What if he doesn’t want me around anymore?” You ask looking up at him again. “Then he doesn’t want you around and he is a shit dad if he abandons you for something that is his fault.” Your eyes widen at his words. “But it-” “No it isn’t your fault. You tried to help and he reacted in the worst way possible.” Frank says giving you a hard stare. You sigh in defeat. “Okay…” Frank tosses you the remote from his side of the couch. “Put a movie on or something I got work to do.” He says standing up and walking to the kitchen table that had police scanners and papers with pictures scattered around. You chose not to question and argue so you put on (Y/F/M).
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Summary- (Y/N) Is a Matt Murdocks 14 year old daughter who is just entering high school and is really struggling. She doesn’t have a regular life having a blind father. He can’t help with homework, Can’t give her a have a ride to school, He can’t see how often her face falls when she lies to him. Of course she has her Uncle Foggy and Aunt Karen but (Y/N) feels like to much of a burden until the one and only Frank Castle comes into her life and seems to be more of a father figure then Matt ever has.
Warnings: Violence towards the reader
It is well into the afternoon as you are walking home. Frank decided to keep the guitar to bring it back to Karen’s apartment so it would be quicker for you to walk home. You enter your apartment floor when you hear loud blood curdling screams which were slightly muffled by the sound of the walls.
It is a wonder of how nobody else could hear it. You sprint to your door taking out your home key before jamming it into the lock and unlocking it. Not even bothering to shut the door as you run into the living room. You look upon the mess that he must have created in his fit seeing that there is a broken glass on the ground in a puddle of water, Ibuprofen tablets on the floor the table and chair seeming to have been knocked over when he stumbled and where he is sitting now is against the far wall away from the small hallway. "Dad!“ you shout as you rush to his side. "Dad! Dad! Can you hear me?” All he does is continue to scream his head thrashing around as well as his arms flailing. You have never seen this level of fear come from him.
You look for an opening in his flailing to lay a firm hand on his shoulder. “Da-” Your hand is grabbed in a painful death grip as a punch lands its self on your throat leaving you to choke and gasp for breath. Your free hand reaches for your throat trying to catch your breath. Seemingly now more terrified that someone is here with him he goes in to full “Fight or Flight” mode landing another punch across the nose before pinning you down. “Dad!” You sputter as you can now feel blood dripping from your nose to your lips. His grip seems to tighten on your arm while raising his other hand to go in for another punch. You try and block your face the best you can but it is no use seeing as your block was weak it only succeeded into crashing your own fist into your face along with his. “Daddy please! Please!” You sob out reaching up and cupping his cheek. “Daddy please it’s me!” He seems to freeze in place. You drop your hand to your chest seemingly exhausted. “Daddy please.” You whimper out and sniffle as the blood from your nose gets sucked back into your lungs making you cough and sputter. “Sweet… Sweetpea?” Matt asks. “No… No, no, no, no Sweetpea I-” He rips his hand from your wrist which is now bruising and he gets up and away from you as fast as he can.
“No… No, no, no, no Sweetpea I-” I move away from her getting up stumbling. My mind is fogged as my eyes well up with tears as they pool down my face. My senses seem to clear as I can now smell the scent of her shampoo mixed with the perfume she always wears. "(Y/N) I didn’t…“ I feel my feet carrying me toward where she last was only to hear a sob coming from her. "Honey please. You know I would never hurt you. P-Please don’t be scared.” I squat down to her level lifting my hand in her direction hoping for her to take my hand. “Please let me know you are okay Sweetpea…” The shuffle of clothes and the sound of her shoes run past me as I hear the slam of her bedroom door. This rips a sob from my throat as dark thoughts consume my head. ‘She’s scared of me.’ I can hear the sobs coming from her room. “N-no I-” My chest tightens as I search my pockets for my phone. 'Is this what a panic attack feels like?’ When I find it I press the power button. “C-Call Foggy.” I sniffle the ringing seems to go on forever until the ringing ends meaning Foggy didn’t answer. “Call Foggy!” The same repetitive ringing begins again only to be met with the same thing. “Call Foggy dammit!” I yell to the phone only to have it respond with “Karen… Karen… Kar-” I answer the phone “Oh Karen thank god” My breath seems to have left me.
“Matt whats going on? Me and Foggy are try-” “I need you to pick up (Y/N) Please. Please pick her up!” I beg and she responds “Is she okay what happened?” I just continue to stumble over my words my panic only rising as I speak. “Matt, Matt calm down I’m coming okay? I’m coming.” She says as the muffled voice of Foggy comes through. “Foggy I need to go I will be right back. I’m on my way Matt.” With that she hangs up. I’m shaking by the end my breath still caught in my throat. I walk over to (Y/N)’s door and gently tap with my knuckles. “(Y/N)… Sweetpea?” I get no response and find myself sliding down the wall next to her door. “I’m sorry (Y/N). I am so sorry.” My eyes feel irritated and my skin is prickled with goose bumps. “Karen is coming okay? She is going to take you for a bit… I will get sorted out okay? I will never hurt you again.” I say wiping my eyes. I don’t know how long I have been sitting there but I continue to say my apologies "You are my little pea okay? I love you more then anything.“ As I say that I hear Karen’s footsteps enter the apartment.
"Matt? Oh my god Matt what happened?” I feel her kneel down in front of me taking my hand in hers. “Check on her Karen. Check on (Y/N)… I really messed up Karen.” I place both my palms on my eyes and begin to rub them only irritating them further. “Okay. Okay I will check just tell me what happened.” I can hear Karen’s voice rise with panic. “Something happened… I suddenly lost my hearing and I freaked out. I-I hit her Karen. I hurt her really bad.” Just thinking about it tears a sob from my throat. “Oh god… Um okay I am going to check on her okay? I am going to take her with me like you asked.” I hear her stand up and slowly open and walk inside. I decide not to listen in on their conversation. All I do is focus on the sound of (Y/N)s heartbeat as I hear the tissues being torn from her bedside table which I can only assume would be for her nose. I hear the rustle of clothes being put in a bag as I hear the pair of footsteps come close to the bedroom door. Everything else seems like a blur from that point on. I feel her (E/C) eyes on me and I can’t seem to face her. Their footsteps get farther and farther away as my apartment door shuts.
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More Than A Lovers Quarrel
Summary:When Sherlocks case seems to be more then he can chew he takes it out on (Y/N). Things have been said that may not ever be forgiven and Sherlock doesn’t seem the least bit remorseful.
Summary-You and your father Sherlock have never been on good terms. He wanted you to thrive in academics while you wished to bless paper with your ideas and art. When one day an argument goes to far Sherlock must sit and face the consequences
Kittens and Cuddles
Summary:Ever since Sherlock met you he has always needed your undivided love and affection. When suddenly that affection is given to something else he begins to reminisce his first time meeting with you, but now enough is enough and he is determined to keep you all to himself. Even if it is a few short hours.
Summary - Ever since meeting Sherlock everything seemed to be to be going great. Your life was spiraling upwards but so is your feelings for the great detective. When Molly’s jealous words get the better of you. Your insecurity seems to push Sherlock more in your direction causing another stepping stone to some thing greater and something more then just a friendship.
The Artist and the Intellect
Summary:(Y/N) has just returned from her latest art venture to live with her grand-mother Mrs. Hudson. In doing so she occupies the apartment downstairs and becomes fast friend with the tenant upstairs. Over the months her feelings and their chemistry grow. In an effort to convey to Sherlock her feelings she gives him a gift.
Unadulterated Desires
A/N: Contains Smut
Summary:You notice a difference in Sherlock’s behavior and it becomes more apparent when he begins to feel you up in front of John. Sherlock expresses his insecurity and how he is ready to take the relationship to the next level, but who knew that your first time together would be on the table you eat on.
