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Dating hcs for your fave ego, Actor Mark, and Murdock? :0

A/n: This took so long my hands are dead. Sorry this is so long, this legitimately took four whole pages to write lmao

Genre: Headcannons, Fluff

Actor

When he first met you through Damien, he was a total ass

He would take every chance he got to make some sort of prude comment pertaining to you in some way

So of course your first impression of him was that he was just some rich asshole, and of course during that whole ordeal Damien was defending you but that didn’t stop Mark

Anytime there would be some sort of event Damien would go to he would invite you to tag along and Actor would go to seek you out

At first Actor felt a sort of entitlement towards you that all the harsh comments were justified by your status, but over time Actor started to…question his feelings towards you

Every time he saw you he felt his chest tighten and a fluttering feeling in his stomach made it hard to articulate the words he wanted to say to you

You noticed that his comments towards you slowly became less brash and sometimes he would even offer you a small smile here and there

Which was incredibly rare to see a genuine smile from the Actor

But Mark was frustrated with himself, why was he treating you like this? Surely he wasn’t opening up to you so easily

This internal conflict lead to him going back to treating you like shit then feeling guilty and going back to being strangely sweet was exhausting for you

There was a party going on at the Actors house and for some reason you went carefully optimistic about how you would be treated

But tonight was some hoe the worse he's ever been

Not just some rude comments here and there, they were cruel

But it was only when he started to mock your physical appearance that you had enough of his bs

You slammed your drink to the ground looking the now stunned Actor in the eyes “You know what, Mark?? Fuck you.” you hissed, storming off towards the door . You could hear Damien calling after you as you opened the door slamming it You could hear the door slam behind you as someone called for you, you felt some grip your shoulder lightly turning you around

“Damien, listen…” you said before being turned to face the Actor, his face held an uncharacteristic soft look of worry. Yet you glared, shrugging him off angrily “What the hell do you want from me?! Why do some days you have to be such an ass, and then be so kind the next?” The Actor avoided your gaze a guilty expression crossing his features “It’s..its complicated…” he murmured . “Fine! If you don’t want to tell me? I’ll just be on my way then, have a lovely day Mark!” you shout turning quickly

Mark's eyes widen frantically and he calls to you “Because I love you!” you freeze turning to him “What?” he feels this suddenly sting of vulnerability in this moment something he's not use to “I..wasn’t ready to open up to someone again. I thought I would be able to push you away and the feeling would just…go away. But I never meant to hurt you.” his gaze was fixed on the ground, afraid to meet your disgusted expression. But that feeling of dread washed away when your soft lips met his . For once in his life, the Actor had nothing to say, stunned by the realization that you had just kissed him

“See you tomorrow Mark” you smiled softly walking into the night

Once you start to date this man though he will show you how truly dramatic he is

Like this man is such a diva

“Darling, please I beg you if you truly love me don't leave”

“Mark I have to get up for work”

He is so needy, he needs constant attention and affection 24/7

You’ll wake up in the morning with his face buried in your stomach, or he’ll be clinging to your side

Have fun trying to get him off you, because this man has a grip of steel, your not getting him off

He’s very hesitant when you say you need to leave the manor for something insisting he can just have one of the staff members get it for you

He has serious abandonment issues, afraid that every time you leave the house will be the last time he sees you

He needs reassurance from you, though he talks big all the time he’s a very insecure person, please tell him you love him, he needs it

Whenever he sees you he likes to pepper your face with kisses, his stubble tickling you in the process

He cannot handle horror movies or games whatsoever, he talks shit, but just one jump scare and he's clinging to you in fear

He’ll get really defensive afterwards so I would not recommend trying to scare him unless you want to spend the whole day making it up to him

He’s not big on pet names but when he does use them they’re usually the more classic ones

Like ‘Love, Darling, Beloved, etc’ but if he’s feeling soft which is very rare he’ll call you ‘Sweetheart, Honey’

Softest you’ll see him is either when he's had a long day and all he wants to do is come home to you and fall asleep on the couch or when he’s half asleep he’ll cuddle up to you and whisper how much he loves you

He’s prone to start petty arguments sometimes that get out of hand pretty quickly

He’ll give you the silent treatment even if you try to apologize and even if it was his fault

But eventually he’ll start to feel a tiny bit guilty after ignoring you for a week

He’ll peeper your face and neck with kisses and whisper sweet nothings to you as an apology

He’ll take you out to a very expensive restaurant just to emphasizes how sorry he is

He does love you after all he just has a very funny way of showing it

Murdock

You first saw him at a coffee shop you frequently visited, mostly just to work, it was nice to get up in the mornings starting your day with a latte and just working in that quiet little coffee shop. And since it was early in the morning not many people came in to sit down, just a couple of morning joggers here and there but nobody who was there to stay, that was until one day. The morning had started like normal you got your drink and you went to sit down, but then this man had walked in.

Something about him had caught your eye, maybe it was his stylish sense of dressing, maybe it was this sort of mysterious feeling that lurked around him wherever he went. But something about him was alluring to you, drawing you in and captivating you. He sat at one of the many empty tables next to you sipping his coffee quietly

You wanted to make conversation, to reach out and introduce yourself, but felt too intimidated by him to say anything. Instead you internally struggled on what to say for ten minutes until much to your dismay he had gotten up and left the shop. This continued for a couple days until finally one day he spoke to you

“Hey, I see you here every morning, how long have you been here?” You were a little surprised that he was talking to you at first but none the less you were overcome with joy that he had actually started a conversion. “Oh! Um about two years, I think?” you replied turning away from your laptop to face him “Two years huh? That’s some dedication right there” he let out a low, gravelly, chuckle to which you smiled

“Yeah I guess so”

He turned his head looking down at his watch frowning slightly “Well it’s been wonderful talking to you, but I’m afraid I have to go now, see you later Y/n” he waved, making his way through the door

‘Wait, Y/n? I didn’t tell him my name’

You two met up at the shop every morning chatting and conversing on the many topics of life before one day Murdock had asked you on date

Walking through the park on a cool starry night, you wished you could have stayed there forever but sadly Murdock and you had to part ways eventually

“Alright, well I’ll see you again tomorrow” he said smiling yet the soft frown of disappointment didn’t go unnoticed by him “Yeah! I’ll see you” you said forcing a smile on your face not wanting to keep Murdock for any longer . As you turned, walking in the direction of your car you were spun around to Murdock once more “Ah-! Murdock what -” you were cut off with a soft kiss to the cheek as Murdock smirked “See you tomorrow, sweetheart” he whispered in your ear before slinking away leaving you behind, flustered and confused

Dating this man is…an experience to say the least

Not in a bad way at all! He’s just so quiet your never really sure what's going on inside his head

He doesn't plan on ever telling that he’s a *cough murder cough* simply because he wants to keep you from harm's way including himself

He loves flustering you beyond anything else

And he uses any chance he gets to do it

He’s sitting down and you walk by? He’s pulling you into his lap

You're standing somewhere just minding your own business? He’s coming up behind and wrapping his arms around your waist while he lays kisses along your neck

And despite this he claims he's not one for touch, yeah right

If you ever do the same to him though?? This man is putty in your hands

He loves to compare hand sizes with you, it makes his heart flutter <3

Ok but this man drives so f a s t

Not even intentionally, he just speeds, you're convinced your going to hit someone, but somehow you never do

He absolutely hates lazy weekends so don’t ever expect to be laying in bed with him in the mornings, he feels the need to always be productive

He has no chill, despite his calm composure which in a way is sort of ironic

He loves rainy days though, so expect him to drag you out during a rainy day to have a walk, under a shared umbrella

And also long talks in front of the fireplace, very specific but he enjoys the feeling of the warmth from the fire and the warmth that your presence provides him as well

Yancy

Today was visitation day at the Happy trails prison. The visitation hours had started about two hours ago and were now almost over, you sighed as you watched the other families visit and talk for away before departing. They hadn’t shown up, they called you here yet they hadn’t shown up. Honestly this didn’t surprise you in the slightest this wasn’t out of character for them at all. You sat waiting in the room surrounded by inmates, families, couples and yet no sign of your friend. You glanced at the clock watching the minutes tick by with a heavy heart hoping at any minute they would walk in, explaining to you there delay yet fifteen minutes passed by and there was no such luck

“Youse waiting for someone too?”

You turned around to be faced with a tall boston man looking down at you

“Yeah, but I don’t think they’ll show” you respond tiredly, as the man sits next to you on the bench “Me neither” you turned to him, frowning “Who are you waiting for?” you asked curiously

“It doesn't matter now” you frowned, reaching out to pat him on the back, he suddenly tensed at the action and you quickly retracted your hand “I’m so sorry! I should have asked first” you quickly apologized. And he…chuckled? “No no, youse fine. I’m just not used to being touched is all” he offered a small smiled to you, one which you happily returned . Though your friend didn’t show up during visiting hours you and Yancy talked, laughed, and joked with each other until the last hour. It was nice, you hadn’t felt that comfortable with someone in a very long time. Yancy was so kind, you wondered how he’d ever managed to end up in prison in the first place, but there was no doubt in your mind you be back for the next visitation

It was only until Yancy actually applied for Parole that you started dating he wanted to wait until you could be together outside of just visitation hours

Yancy is so touched starved please give him lots of love please

He will not be able to sleep without out you after the first time you cuddled

So if you stay up late to work, draw, write, etc

Yancy will find a blanket and curl up next to you

So if you sleep at your desk you’ll wake up with Yancy curled up against you

Yancy loves to bake for you, once he got out of prison he started to look for things to do during the day and cooking just so happened to catch his eye

He’ll make you anything from deserts, pastries, full meals, etc you name it and Yancy will make it for you

He also loves to knit

So he’ll make you scarfs, mittens, jackets, cardigans, and a lot more, he has a lot of time on his hands

Yancy loves to nap with you, especially on cold days he’ll come up from behind you and wrap all his limbs around you so you can’t leave

Yancy also loves you carry you places, don’t worry about being to heavy he’s very strong so weight is not a problem for him

Kisses <3

All the time, he loves them so much

And he melts when you give him any sort of affection especially kisses he just loves you so much

He’s pretty easy to fluster considering he's never been in a relationship before

Very worried he's going to hurt you with his strength he gets so excited whenever he sees you he just wants to engulf you with a big warm hug but hes so worried he's going to crush you

This man is like a golden retriever I swear

But you love him anyways <33

A/n: This took me all day ahhhhhhh

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cozyenigma · 1 year

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Blind Date

Word Count- 954

Request?- Yes!

Summary- This date was turning out to be one of the weirdest ones you'd been on. You had thought it'd at least make a good story for later but...

Tag List- @cookielover0001010 , @swag-droid , @watchoutforfrostbite

Warnings- offscreen death, unnamed character death

You were beginning to think you'd been catfished.

Not only did the man across from you Not look like the photos you saw online, he didn't act the same either. This guy carried himself way more confidently than you got on first impression. Then again, it was just texting over a dating app so you could have had it wrong.

"So, what do you do?" You asked just as your food arrived.

The smile was needle sharp and despite the bustling, lively restaurant, it put you on edge.

"Oh I'm an artist. Nothing noteworthy enough to make it mainstream but I've got my own loyal following, you could say."

"Yeah?" You tried to push past the anxiety anyways. "What kind of art?"

"Sculpture. And anatomy."

He took a long, careful sip of his wine. You thought he definitely looked the part of an artist. Black and dark red suit, perfect hair and dark sunglasses. Well, maybe an eccentric one. Deft fingers plucked a steak knife from the table as he studied his plate.

"What I'm more interested in is you," he points the knife your way before spinning it around in his fingers and cutting into his steak, "tell me everything."

"Oh, well," you were put off by the sudden change in topic, "I'm not all that interesting, really…"

His steak was very rare.

"Nonsense. Everyone has a story." He took a bite, taking a few thoughtful moments to chew. Despite the dark glasses hiding his eyes, you could somehow tell they were picking you apart.

"Everything alright?" He asks, smiling slightly.

You tensed, realizing that you hadn't said anything

"Sorry, just, saying to get prepared for a real mediocre tale," you tried to lighten the mood.

As you talked about yourself, the man across from you watched with rapt attention. He didn't even look away from you to cut his steak. You saw your own anxious eyes reflected back at you in his glasses. He didn't respond much. Just cut his steak into bite sized pieces and chewed.

You talked about your job. His knife scraped against the plate. He chewed thoughtfully.

You talked about your hobbies and interests. Scrape went the knife. He chewed longer this time.

You talked about where you grew up and your family. Scrape. Bite. Chew.

Finally the awkwardness started to get to you. The noise of the other diners wasn't enough to make up for the void that was sitting across from you. As you opened your mouth to ask him a question, anything to get more of a conversation, he spoke.

"Is it not good?"

"Huh?"

He lazily points his knife towards your plate with a smile. You'd hardly touched your food.

"No, no, it's- it's as good as always," you tried to keep under wraps how off putting this date was turning out to be. "How about yours?"

He hums and dabs at his mouth with the napkin. "Spectacular. I'll have to remember this place for next time, right?"

"R-right," you didn't know how to politely tell him there wouldn't be a next time.

With a smile, he leans onto the table a bit more. "I do have one question though… what exactly are you looking for tonight?"

Did he mean…? You felt your face heat up in embarrassment. "Well I mean- I don't know yet it's- not anything casual but- bit early to tell right?"

The man tilted his head slightly, bemused. "Right… I suppose so."

Just as he went to continue, you heard a phone ringing. From the annoyed look on his face you could tell it wasn't a welcome call. Your date silenced it immediately, setting it back on the table and getting back to the conversation.

"Anyway-"

Only for it to ring again.

Anger plain on his face, he checked the phone again and sighed. It was odd. You watched him almost drop the annoyance and anger like a mask.

"I'm terribly sorry but something seems to have come up. I'll call you next time, okay?"

You nod, having no intention of answering, "Right. Is everything okay?"

"Oh, only a small issue, don't worry," he sets a rather impressive stack of bills on the table considering the price of the meal. "Have a lovely night, darling."

With that the oddest date you've ever been on walked out of the restaurant without another word.

And that was the end of it.

You didn't think much of the date beyond a weird story to tell friends. Another odd adventure with online dating and all. He never did call or message you. You certainly weren't going to message him. In time you'd almost forgotten about that fateful night.

Almost.

Because you'd happened to see a news story. One of a body found in the back of an alleyway not far from the restaurant. The picture on the screen was the exact same one your date had had on his profile.

It didn't take long for the police to turn up and question you. On the surface it was just because you'd had the last known contact with him. Then it was all about that date.

His phone, wallet and keys were never found.

The thought that made your stomach turn was the apparent time of death. The detective had told you that your date had been dead for an hour before your meeting time. You still had messages from him after that.

Or at least from who you thought was him.

The thing that got to you the most, though this was just rumors, was how the body was found. Despite the blood and the decomposition, the corpse was posed very deliberately.

Almost like he was meant to be a statue in a museum.

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