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your-not-invisible-to-me · 2 years

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You Drew Stars Around My Scars (Matt Murdock x Jen Walters)

Ship: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Summary:

Matt and Jen get to spend some more time together in the morning after defeating Leap Frog.

Word Count: 2,082

Warnings: talks of body scars, a brief scene of oral sex, making out

A/N: AKA I couldn't find many morning-after fics, so I wrote one myself

The sun leaked through the open blinds as the morning of the new day began, but the two people wrapped around one another in bed paid no mind to the source of the shadows that began to form. They were just content to sleep.

The first thing Jen noticed as she slowly began to wake was the weight of the arm that laid across her stomach. Then it was the fingers softly curled in her hair from the hand that laid above her head. She slowly turned to her side, facing the man who was still sound asleep next to her.

He’s still here. He’s actually still here.

To say she was surprised was, well, an understatement. She didn’t expect to still be feeling the light whispers of his breath, more the feeling of the cold bed.

But she’s not exactly complaining either.

Jen took a moment to breathe in the sight of Matt Murdock as he lay before her. Last night, he was all quick wit and action. His movements were not hesitant as he fought against each person attacking them. He was quick to fight and flirt when it came to their time together.

But now, now he looked relaxed. It was as if years had melted off his stature. Jen felt familiar with Murdock’s devil side, but this Murdock was something she had yet to discover.

But would he stick around long enough to let her?

“You know it’s considered rude to stare.”

Jen jumped at the sudden noise. She still didn’t quite understand how his abilities worked.

“Well is it still considered rude if I like what I see?” she asked.

Where was this coming from?

“Do you, now?” The familiar wide smile slid across Matt’s face as he maneuvered so he was now on top of her, caging her head between his elbows. He slowly leaned his head down, waiting for any sign of hesitation.

But he didn’t find one. Just the sound of Jen’s breath hitching and the beat of her heart growing faster was all he needed to press his lips against hers. Now it was his turn for his heart to speed up. The feeling shook him to his toes as he brought a hand up to cradle her face. The feeling of her hand weaving its way through his hair.

Matt pressed his tongue up against her lips. He felt her sigh as she opened up to him. As they both opened up to each other.

Eventually, the two broke apart, both their heavy breaths falling into sync.

“Well, that was quite the good morning, Mr. Murdock.”

“I could say the same thing to you, Miss Walters.”

Matt slowly slid off her again, turning over so he was curled up at her side. She ran her hand through his hair, not missing the way his eyes would flutter with each pass of her fingers.

“Hmm. What time is it?” he asked.

Jen pushed herself up a bit to peer over Matt’s head, making sure not to stop her movements. The clock on the side table read 7:13 AM. When she conveyed this to Matt, he smiled, letting out a happy groan.

“What’s that noise mean?” she asked.

“It means I’m happy because I can make you breakfast.” Matt leans up, pressing a kiss against Jen’s cheek before getting up out of bed.

Breakfast? He’s staying for breakfast too?

As Matt stood up and stretched, Jen couldn’t help but admire what she saw. From the strong muscles lining his legs all the way up through his back, and not to mention that ass, it was more than enough to make a woman drool.

Memories from the night before began to take over.

“God Matt, please don’t stop.” Her hand in his hair pulled harder as he drank her in. His lips wrapped around her clit as he sucked. Eating her out like a man who’d been freed from a life of starvation.

“You know,” Matt’s voice broke her out from last night’s fantasy. “The faster we eat something, the faster we might get a repeat of whatever’s got you heated up.” He was back leaning over her, now wearing just his boxers, before giving her another kiss and leaving the room.

Damn him.

Jen pulled herself out of bed, slipping on her underwear and a t-shirt before heading into her kitchen. Matt was already standing at the stove, cracking an egg into a pan. Jen leaned against the door frame, taking in the sight.

While before she saw his body, now she was seeing what was on it. Scars riddled down his body like lines sketched on a canvas. Two deep lines across his back, dots showing where someone had to sew him back together.

She suddenly found herself up against his back, lightly brushing the pads of her fingertips against each raise in his skin. She watched as the goosebumps raised with each passing touch.

“How does a man defending a dozen blocks in New York get these?” asked Jen, softly.

Matt was quiet for a moment, freezing for a split second before finishing the eggs and sliding them onto a plate. He turned around, wrapping his arms around her waist. Now she could see the deep scars across both his shoulders.

“Would you believe me if I told you it was a ninja?” The smirk on his face was hesitant. Jenn took a moment, trailing a finger up the scar on his shoulder to his neck, pulling him down to place her lips on his.

“I think I’m learning fast not to question anything about you, Matthew.”

Any hesitancy in Matt’s smile slipped away as he leaned down to kiss her again.

“Come on, let’s eat.”

The two sat down at her kitchen table, falling quickly into a conversation just as easily as they had the night before at the bar. From stories from both of their respective stays in law school-

“He took Punjabi? Of all things?”

“Yep.”

“There was a girl, wasn’t there.”

“Oh definitely.”

- to Matt’s early days as the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen –

“She found you in a dumpster?!”

“I never said I always made the right decisions.”

“That’s assuming you ever make the right decisions in the first place.”

“Ouch. I think I need to call an objection, Miss Walters.”

“On what grounds, Mr. Murdock?”

“…Wounding a blind man?”

Jen giggled, actually giggled, before leaning over the table to give him a kiss.

“Not a chance.”

Neither had a chance to even think about the dishes in the sink before Matt had swept her off her feet, again, and was kissing her senseless against the wall. She let out a groan as his hips pushed against her center, feeling him hard against her. She ran her hand down his back and grabbed a fistful of his ass to drive him forward, feeling her knees go weak as she felt him moan.

“What time – umph – do you need to leave for the airport?” It was getting hard for her to formulate words with the feeling of Matt’s hand suddenly down her underwear.

“Trust me, we have plenty of time.” The feeling of his smirk against her neck was not missed as they both suddenly ended up back in her bedroom.

A little over an hour later, with both lawyers left plenty satisfied, Matt and Jenn lay tangled up around each other in bed again. Jen, with her head on his shoulder, slowly traced out the shapes of each scar she could feel on his chest.

Suddenly, she found herself pushing Matt to his back. It was her turn to crawl on top of him as she caged his head between her elbows. She made her way down his body, slowly leaving a kiss on top of each scar she could see. The sound of Matt’s breath hitch with each touch drove her on before she made her way back to the top.

She laid her head on his stomach, continuing to draw shapes on his skin.

“How do you do it?” she asked, although a part of her felt like she already knew the answer.

“Do what?” asked Matt. His head seemed to be filled with fog with each passing touch from the girl on top of him, and part of him was dreading having to get on a plane soon.

“Go out into the world and fight when you could easily not make it back home.”

The question made him pause, made him think. So many people have asked Matt different forms of the same thing over the years, but suddenly it didn’t seem enough.

“When, when you can hear someone screaming for help miles away, and you know that no one is coming for them, it becomes your fault when they get hurt. I go out every night because I know I can help the people that aren’t on a priority list. If not me… then who?”

He didn’t know if he particularly liked his answer, but the way Jen seemed to curl into him, even more, was more than enough.

“I can’t help but feel like each scar I see is another person that’s still alive. I know you probably don’t hear it enough, so thank you,” said Jen. Matt didn’t respond, but they both knew he didn’t need to.

Eventually, all moments have to end, and theirs did when the BEEP BEEP of Matt’s alarm went off. Both lawyers let out a groan at the sudden intrusion. Matt placed a kiss on top of her head before getting out of bed.

Suddenly, he halted mid-step.

“What’s wrong?” asked Jen. She pushed herself up to lean against the headboard.

“Um. Nothing. I just, well I don’t have any other clothes besides my suit,” said Matt. His face was slowly becoming red as he turned and faced her. A beat of silence set in before Jen burst out into laughter, laughing so hard she clenched her side.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” said Matt. He sighed, more frustrated at himself than anything. He found his pants and began to slip them on.

“You forgot to bring extra clothes!” Each word came out more broken than the last as Jen struggled to breathe through her laughter. “Oh my God!”

“Well, if memory serves, it was because someone was eager to get back to their apartment,” said Matt. Even he had to admit though, he was struggling to hold back laughter.

Jen stood and got out of bed, bringing the man the top half of his suit that had been flung next to the closet at some point during the night.

“And I don’t regret a second of it,” she said.

A quiet pause set between the two lawyers as Matt finished getting dressed. She had given him an open door. One she hoped he’d take compared to the other guys she had been with recently.

As he finished dressing, Matt slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. Another kiss was shared as he dipped his head down, happy to feel the feeling of her tongue pass against his. The two broke apart.

“I know this isn’t the ideal situation, with me being a thousand miles away in New York and all, but I don’t regret it either. Maybe next time I’m in town, I can actually take you on that dinner?”

Even with the helmet now on his head, Jen couldn’t help but feel a certain way from seeing that smile on his face. Nervous, yet sincere.

“I’d like that a lot, Matt, yeah.”

BEEP. BEEP.

“Now it seems I really have to go,” said Matt.

“I’ll walk you out.”

Matt grabbed his shoes and swung them over his shoulder as he followed Jen through her apartment. As they reached the front door, Jen couldn’t help but giggle again.

“I can’t believe the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen is about to do the walk of shame out of my apartment.” Jen opened the door, letting Matt step through.

“Now, Miss Walters, is it really the walk of shame if I liked what I did?”

“Oh did you, now?”

Matt gave her one last smile and a quick kiss before walking down the steps, turning to give her one last wave before he disappeared down the sidewalk.

A whole minute seemed to pass before Jenn realized she was damn near drooling after him as she leaned against the door frame.

Damn him.

A/N: Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I really tried my best with proofreading, but if I missed something just let me know. Here's to our favorite devil man finally being back!

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junocornkiwi · 2 years

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GUILTY, UR HONOR

#my art stuff #art #my stuff #art stuff #matt murdock x jennifer walters #jennifer walters #matt murdock #matt x jen #mattifer #mattjen #Daredevil #daredevil x she hulk #she hulk daredevil #she hulk

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tongjingnian · 2 years

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👉😈 XD

love the way they say each others names 🥰

#she hulk #jennifer walters #daredevil #matthew murdock #matt murdock #matt x jennifer #jennifer x matt #daredevil x she hulk #whats their ship name #😱

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spiderleaks · 2 years

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Jen: Are you having premarital sex? I thought you were a practicing Catholic.

Matt: Yeah, I’m really bad at being a Catholic, that’s why I’m practicing.

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#incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #she-hulk #jen walters #Matt Murdock #matthew manwhore murdock #daredevil #daredevil x she hulk #listen they had really good chemistry last ep #this quote just fits matt

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simmerandcry · 2 years

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I need Matt/Jen content asap it’s all I can think about

#the way that man was lost for words when he was leaving the bar????? have you ever seen Matt Murdock like that????#i want to DROWN in them #the man is also so effing hot I cannot #matt murdock x jennifer walters #she hulk spoilers #she hulk #she-hulk spoilers #matt murdock #jennifer walters #daredevil x she hulk

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notafunkiller · 8 months

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MattJen masterlist

Most of my work is intended for readers above 18+, so please read the warnings before starting any of the stories. I am not responsible if you skip the warnings or if you don’t agree with what and the way I write.

🔥 = Smut 💔 = Angst 🌼 = Fluff

One-shots:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GOLDDEVIL!🔥 🌼

- Matt and Jen have been dating each other for 5 months (long distance), and Matt comes to visit her on his birthday.

IT JUST HAPPENED 🌼

- Matt lets his beard grow after hearing Jen compliment Foggy about his.

I GUESS IT JUST CAN WAIT 🔥

- Foggy and Karen come over at the wrong time and almost catch Matt and Jen in a compromising position.

A DISASTROUS DAY 💔 🌼

- Jen comforts a very miserable Matt after a disastrous day.

THE STANDARD 🌼

- Matt is jealous of Jen’s lock screen.

SYMBOLIC CHRISTMAS GIFTS 🔥 🌼

- Matt and Jen exchange gifts on Christmas.

#mattjen #matt murdock smut #matt murdock one shot #matt murdock fanfic #jennifer walters fanfic #matt murdock x jennifer walters #jennifer walters #she hulk x daredevil #she hulk attorney at law #she hulk fanfic #daredevil #daredevil fanfic #daredevil x she hulk #darehulk #shedevil #my fanfics

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marvelouslizzie · 1 year

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better then I imagined | matt murdock x jennifer walters | one shot

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Word Count: 1.2K

Synopsis: Matt and Jen try something new, and Jen isn't a brat for the first time. It's hard at first, but Matt teaches Jen that patience is a virtue.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, dom!Matt Murdock, sub!Jen Walters, established relationship, light bratting, teasing, fingering, unprotected rough sex

A/N: All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission. Every like, comment, and reblog is highly appreciated.

Jen has no idea how she ended up in this situation. She lays on her stomach with a pillow under her. She feels wholly exposed, but it’s not because of the nakedness. It’s because her ass is entirely on display, but Matt can’t see this. Not directly. Not in detail. He can’t see how much the pillow raises her lower body. How it exposes her asshole and her pussy. Instead, he’s too busy pouring down the lubricant. So much of it. The dampness between her ass cheeks feels bizarre. Like it shouldn’t be there, but before she can make sense of it, another feeling takes over. The lubricant is slipping down slowly. It’s painfully slow, but it still doesn’t take long to reach the right places. From her ass to her center, slowly making its way to the clitoris. She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself down, yet it doesn’t help. The way the lubricant is slipping everywhere is all she can feel, all she can focus on. Instinctively, she moves her hips a little, trying to get a bit of friction, but all she feels is the cold air.

“Don’t move.” Matt’s voice is firm. His hand moves to her back, pushing her a bit down to the pillow, just to limit her movement. “Not yet.”

He’s doing absolutely nothing, except pouring more lubricant and trying to keep her still. Yet, Jen feels unbelievably turned on. She has no idea if it’s the wet feeling or Matt. Maybe both, she thinks.

“How long am I going to wait like this?” It comes out unintentionally bratty.

“As long as I see fit.”

“Maybe I should touch myself instead of waiting for the mood to strike.”

“No. You won’t do that.” He talks like he knows that for a fact. Like he already saw what happened in their future and Jen touching herself is not on the card.

“Why is that?”

Instead of answering, Matt moves his hands closer to her lower body, fingertips lightly touching her inner thighs. Jen takes a sharp breath while he moves his hands slowly and reaches the lips. She has no idea how his touch could be this light. It feels like a feather moving to her most sensitive parts.

“Because if you move, I won’t be touching you like this.”

“I- I need more than this.”

“I know and you will get it. If…”

“If?” Jen quickly asks. She has no patience left.

“If you listen and do what I say.”

“Which is…”

“For you to stay still.”

“Okay.” Jen’s response comes out a little weak.

“I couldn’t hear.” She knows it’s not true. She knows he can hear everything. Including how many breaths their neighbors took at the last minute.

“Liar.”

“This attitude won’t benefit you, Jen.”

“I know you can hear a random guy pouring a glass of water right now. Don’t tell me you didn’t hear me.”

“Okay.” He stops for a second. “I wanna hear you say it louder. How is that?”

“Okay.” She gulps. “I will do whatever you say.”

Matt hums, satisfied with her response. His fingers start to move again. Still slow, but it’s definitely better than nothing. Jen sighs with relief and Matt smiles. His fingertips move up and down, occasionally rubbing her clit. Every time she feels his touch there, she takes a deep breath. The anticipation is building in her stomach, in her muscles. While he keeps moving his fingers the same way, Jen involuntarily tries to feel more of his touch.

“Jen.” That’s all he says. Only her name, but she freezes.

“I’m sorry.” The response comes instantly and Jen doesn’t understand how he managed to make her get this mindset. Normally, she would be a brat even more, but now… she just wanted him to continue whatever he wants to do to her.

Her apology is enough for Matt. He continues to graze over her sensitive flesh and his slight movement gets a low moan out of her. She wants so much more than what he is giving her. Her body is craving his touch and as if he felt her need, he pushes one finger inside her.

“Oh!”

“Is this what you want?”

“Yes!” She answers so quickly while he keeps moving his finger inside and out. Just one finger, but after all that teasing, it feels so good to feel something inside her.

His pace is slow and steady. So it doesn’t take long for Jen to crave more, and the steady pace turns into torture. She wants to say something, but the need he created inside her keeps her on the edge. She lets out a frustrated breath and Matt takes the hint. Quickly but carefully he pushes the second finger inside her and Jen moans loudly.

“You are doing such a good job.” His praise is unexpected, but Jen welcomes it. It gives her the courage to finally speak.

“I need more.” It comes out like begging and it surprises Jen. Her own voice is so raspy and low.

“Since you are being such a good girl…” Matt considers her request. “Third finger or me?”

“You.”

“Very well.”

All Jen hears is the clink of a metal. That’s him, unbuckling his belt. Soon it’s followed by the sound of unzipping and then she hears him pushing down his pants.

Matt grabs himself and aligns his cock right at her center. He can already hear Jen's anticipation, the blood rushing, and the change in her breathing.

“Take a deep breath,” Matt advises and she immediately listens.

He moves the head of his cock a little, teasing her for one last time. Then he pushes inside her, in one swift movement. In a second, he’s completely inside, and Jen feels overwhelmed by the sudden fullness. A loud sound escapes her, but she has no idea if it’s a moan or a yelp.

“Are you okay?” Matt asks and she hears a little bit of concern in his voice.

“I am. Don’t worry."

“Are you sure?”

“Just move. Please.”

It’s Matt’s turn to obey. He doesn’t ask again. He doesn’t hesitate. It’s not slow anymore. It’s not steady. It’s needy and sloppy. Jen hears his low moans and smiles. Finally, she thinks. Finally, we are even. He quickly picks up the speed and their moans and loud breaths fill the room. Jen's body trembles with the impact of the approaching orgasm.

“I’m close,” Matt says right after feeling her.

“Me too.” She takes a deep breath. “Harder, please.”

His response is slamming himself inside her. The noise that comes out of Jen’s lips isn’t human. She cries out of pleasure and he just wants to hear it again. He pushes himself inside her once again and hears the same response. This new rough pace takes them to climax together. The pleasure is overwhelming, especially for Jen. All that teasing pays off when she cries out his name, gripping what’s near her. Matt’s fingers grab Jen’s hips, his nails digging into her skin while he spills inside her. He keeps moving slowly, riding out their orgasm together.

When they are both done, Matt falls on top of Jen, still inside her. They both continue to feel the orgasm running through their blood. He moves his head a little and leaves a kiss on her neck, rubbing his nose against her skin.

“Was it like you imagined?” Matt whispers in her ear.

“It was better than I imagined.”

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cacophonylily · 2 years

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#i ship it so hard #she hulk #she hulk spoilers #daredevil x she hulk #shedevil #she watches

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existential-queeer · 2 years

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Lowkey wanted a scene with Jen waking up in bed with Matt next to her and then she's all happy because he didn't leave without saying goodbye.

But watching him do the Walk Of Shame with his little footsies out and humming the whole way is actually fucking gold and I wouldn't have it any other way

#marvel #mcu #shehulk #she hulk #jennifer walters #matt murdock #matthew murdock #charlie cox #daredevil #daredevil x she hulk #she hulk x daredevil #matt murdock x jennifer waltera #jennifer walters x matt murdock

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eightam · 2 years

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Official ‘She-Hulk: Attorney at Law’ Daredevil Posters

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boardchairman-blog · 2 years

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**Shots of the Episode**

She-Hulk: Attorney at Law (2022)

Season 1, Episode 8: “Ribbit and Rip It” Director: Kat Coiro Cinematographer: Florian Ballhaus

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shipwreckinabottle · 2 years

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my pad, your pad, lilypad

Rating: Explicit

Fandom: She-Hulk: Attorney at Law (TV)

Relationship: Matt Murdock/Jennifer Walters

Word Count: 7074

Summary: and there's a vague sense of awareness that—from the sway of the cross as he fucks her into the bed—he’s definitely got a hell of a dirty mouth for a Catholic boy.

/hours after the Lilypad/

I wrote a thing!

(Read on Ao3)

(short preview)

There’s thunder overhead and a heavy pour when they get to her place. Her back presses up against the front door, his hand finding purchase on the wooden beams beside her, his lips a mixture of rainwater and salt. He partly shields her from the downpour as she fumbles blindly through her purse for the keys, the lone, flickering porchlight above them casting his silhouette across the front lawn like a demon from the dark, surely a metaphor there for the less… distracted times.

The rumble of thunder breaks their kiss, a powerful flash of lightning illuminating Californian palm trees swaying in the wind and a reddened gleam off the carbon plates of Matt’s specialized suit, a brief, visible flare of knife scratches, chipped surfaces from bullet marks, and whatever other old, attempted wounds remain.

Jen finds the key eventually and opens the door. Shoes kicked off at the entrance, another flash of lightning, and she catches his outline by the doorway, rainwater lit up like blood across his darkened frame, deviled horns and an empty, red slit in his mask where eyes should be. Another strike of lightning, thunder follows, and she sees red, red, red, the color of hellfire and death, of blood and the Devil who comes in the night to collect.

She understands it, then. His moniker. The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen. She had laughed at it previously, finding it a bit too edgy and on the nose, but it’s a lot more apt than she had thought, even terrifying up close in the dark.

And yet, as Matt approaches her, as their lips hover inches apart, as she breathes him in and tastes the rainwater on his lips, as his mask peels away and her hands knot into his hair and his calloused fingers curve her jaw and angle her chin towards him, Matt feels nothing less than human, radiating gentleness and warmth and laughter echoing from his throat to her own as they hear the comical squelch, squelch, squelches coming from his wet boots.

They break apart so that he can remove his shoes and toss them aside in a wet flop. A soft click follows as Jen turns on a nearby lamp, nothing too bright, but enough for her to see him up close, full of warm shadows and sharp angles and the lines in his face and the flecks of hazel in his eyes. His hair looks weirdly soft in the touch of lamplight, whatever product he had previously used to hold it up had washed away in the rain, and some of it now falls against his forehead, all poofy and sudden urges to reach out and smoothen them back across his hairline.

Then off come his gloves, the latches, the hidden compartments and batons and clasps and zips. It takes Matt a full minute to shoulder off the top portion of his suit, which falls heavily to the ground with a loud thump, revealing its innards lined with hidden plates and protective kevlar.

Something in her chest flutters at the sight of his pale skin, at the lean lines of muscles and the mortal woes of a man without unbreakable, gamma-radiated flesh; he has scars, more than she can count at a single glance, more than she can likely see in the dim lights. She recognizes some of them from her time at the DA’s office, a mishmash of knife cuts and bullet wounds and dark bruises where ribs had broken again and again before healing fully, like a painting drawn over a hundred times, scars healed over and scars anew.

The reality of it sinks in for a moment, terrible, terrible, and it breaks her heart a little.

#matt murdock #jennifer walters #daredevil #she hulk #jennifer walters x matt murdock #matt x jen #daredevil x she hulk #fanfic

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