Hehe I am so excited for this fic 😈
Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader
Warnings/tags: 18+; Enemies to lovers, sexual tension, smut, semi-public sex
When Marci first asked you to be the Maid of Honor at her and Foggy’s wedding, you'd already been forewarned that your old college rival from Columbia, Matthew Murdock, would be Foggy’s Best Man. And while you'd expected a long weekend filled with tension between the pair of you, you hadn't anticipated all of the sexual tension–or the sex.
Chapter List
Chapter One: The Arrival {Coming Soon}
Chapter Two: The Rehearsal Dinner
Chapter Three:
Chapter Four:
reblog if you too, are a formless blob
when the piece of media got emotional reaction so strong that you're afraid to re-experience it in it
Every once in a while Tumblr just falls over and starts convulsing and its entire user base just kinda. stares at it disapprovingly for a bit.
Eat the rich
That's pretty much it, yeah
Ah fuck I love your writing so much❤
Requested?: Yes! @dxlanhxlland asked for a Owen x Reader where y/n is oblivious to Owen’s flirting. I added a little more to it, not gonna lie, so i hope you still like it my lovey!
Word Count: 5.6K+
Author’s Note: I found out Route 66 went through Oklahoma and kinda just had to write this tonight… Struck by inspiration, so I was. It’s nonsense, and it’s mine, and that makes it acceptable for the blog. Enjoy!
Warning: nothing really, it’s all fluff.
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Being best friends with an actor had some major perks. To start, you were always the plus one for premieres, parties, festivals, all of it. Then there was the constant gifts from around the world sent to you back home, and getting to help with script run throughs if someone’s sick, or being sent over snippets of shows months before they aired, being a part of the secret without having all the hard work that came along with it.
The best thing was always the reunions though, when that favourite person comes back from weeks or months away, back to your little Oklahoma town, even if just for a little while. That feeling of adrenaline and serotonin mixed together as lost souls reconnect after so long apart, it’s special.
Of course, the worst thing is watching them leave again. That’s exactly what Y/N was facing that weekend after two months of her best friend Owen being home from filming in Vancouver.
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"It's okay, it's perfect. I'm in the arms of my first love. The first person I've ever loved. The person I'll always love." - Allison Argent | She/Her, They/Them | Requests/Asks are OPEN | 20 y/o | Masterlist | Taglist
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