#mattmurdock.darkfic

[ohlovxr]

Wait Matt can hear your heart rate right? Imagine how he’d react if you pretended to still be asleep once you woke up…he’d know you were awake the minute your heart rate picked up 😵‍💫

hnnngggggg he’d be so condescending, especially in this scenario where he’s dd fucking you aksjskj

he doesn’t say something. instead he thrusts into your harder n changes the angle so his cock is punching at your soft n swollen sweet spot and he waits for you to give yourself away with a high squeak :((

he makes sure that you’re literally trapped under his body, pressing one side of your face into your pillow with a big hand tangle in your hair - he notes how your eyes are still shut, still pretending after you made such an embarrassing little noise - before he’s whispering into your ear all amused and condescending, “oh, are you still pretending to be asleep, sweetheart?” and he laughs when your eyes flutter and he’s met with teary eyes, your cunt squeezing his cock as you whine. he coos, “what is it, honey? too embarrassed to admit you like being fucked awake by a man you don’t even know?”

#i cannot express to you how badly i want him #matt murdock x reader #notsfw #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #tw somnophilia #tw dubcon #tw noncon

[ohlovxr]

god i just want matt to convince me to drop out of uni so i can be his dumb little cum bunny 24/7

hnnnggggg it’s def after he’s pulled you away from your pointless studying and gotten you laid out and vulnerable for him to mold your cockdumb brain <33

he’ll whisper these honeyed little suggestions when he’s holding you and bringing you down from the multiple highs he gave you - after he’s licked and sucked and kissed every inch of your body and fucked your needy cunt until you were a drooling, incoherent mess - and saying shit like “it’s so hard, isn’t it, honey? that pretty head’s not meant for anything but this, hm?” and “let me take care of you, sweetheart. let me take care of you and you can feel like this all the time.”

+ “y’should only have to worry about being my good girl; let me handle the rest, honey.”

#matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic

[ohlovxr]

daredevil 🤝 somno

wrecks my shit

guuuuhhhh no bc matt sneaking into your room at night n giving you a slow n careful fucking is >>>>

bonus points if you’re a massive fan he saved one night and got stuck on

ajajsjj also he can hear everything so he makes sure you’re asleep the whole time bc your pussy’s just so hot n tight in your sleep n he loves the idea of you waking up in the morning all confused with your pussy stuffed full of his cum :((

#the only hard part is keeping his low laughs down whenever your walls squeeze his cock so desperately in your sleep #you’re his slutty little fan <33 #matt murdock x reader #notsfw #tw somnophilia #tw noncon #tw dubcon #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic

[ohlovxr]

thinking of matt convincing bimbo!reader to let him hit it raw because "don't you want me to feel you, sweetheart? you want me to feel good, don't'ya?" and her being like "but you'll pull out, right matty?" with wide wet eyes and candy coated lips and he just kisses her stupid "let me worry about that, honey." he knows that by the time he comes she'll be so fucked out she won't have a single thought behind her pretty eyes to notice he did not, in fact, pull out </3

SOF ANSJDNDJFJ

imma take this as forced breeding with matty bc there hasn’t been enough of it with this man fr.

he wants and deserves a family, who cares how it comes about - especially when he’s got a sweet impressionable girl like you <33 it’d be criminal not to take his chance.

and the thing is, he gets away with it time and time again after that first time! his tip will already be pushing into your fluttering hole without protection when you gasp and look at him with panicked eyes, remembering the way his cum had pooled in your panties hours after he’d fucked you last and whining desperately to him, “condom, matty!”

he’ll shush you and kiss you so sweetly that it sends your mind somewhere else, not noticing the way he pushes himself into you all the way before it’s too late and he’s reminding you that “you just feel so good like this, sweetheart. feels good for you too, i know it does. i promise i’ll pull out.” and he mumbles against your lips, “promise, promise, promise.”

you’ll get all teary eyed when he starts fucking you, citing between moans that “‘s too risky, matty. ‘specially again.”

he’ll only fuck you harder, aiming for that spot that always gets your eyes rolling and gasps escaping your pretty lips, and ask you, “what’s the worst that could happen, honey?” and he smirks, all your sounds and the hold you have on his arms proof of all thought but taking his cock leaving your pretty little head, “i’ll take care of you, don’t you worry about a thing.”

#i hate that last line lowkey but anyways #i’m so sorry if this wasn’t meant to be a breeding thought sof #i just can’t help it #i wanna get knocked up by this man so bad 😭 #but AKSJDJD SOF you hit me with bimbo!reader and i didn’t know i needed it this badly #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #tw dubcon #tw forced breeding #sof!!!

[ohlovxr]

protective || matt murdock x fem!reader

you tried to distract yourself from the way you felt about your mom’s new boyfriend, you really did, but matt murdock just makes it so damn hard.

words: 3k

cw: fem!reader, mom’s boyfriend!matt x reader (so, tw stepcest to be safe), oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected p in v sex, matt invading privacy using his senses as per usual lolol

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“Why were you being so weird the other night?” The question slips from you frustratingly despite your best efforts to approach him carefully and calmly.

Standing there in his office, you’re reminded of the night that had started the chain of events that led to this very moment.

The only thing that lit the room had been a weak lamp sitting on the corner of his desk, the rest of the space in the entirety of the office dark. Matt had sat behind his desk, on a phone call, when you’d walked in clutching a container of food your mother sent you to him with.

You remember how you’d thanked whatever God was up there that the man couldn’t see the way your eyes had widened and cheeks flushed when you’d watched his forearms flex, sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, as he’d ended the phone call and put away documents. You remember how you’d done your best to stop your breath from hitching too loudly in the quiet room, mouth going dry as your grip on the tupperware tightened aggressively when he turned his head to you with a smile, hand loosening his tie as he had spoken, “Hey, sweetheart.”

You remember the way your legs had buckled against your will when his hand had brushed yours as you’d passed the container to him, warm and rough.

It would’ve been normal - harmless, even, despite the age gap - except it wasn’t. Not in your situation; not when the man you’d stood in front of then and stand in front of now was your mother’s boyfriend.

It wasn’t normal that everything from then on that Matt did had been cause for your frequent lewd fantasies and arousal soaked panties.

You’d made an effort, you really had.

After that night, you had found some head-over-heels boy from your school to distract you from your stupid, very inappropriate, crush on your mother’s boyfriend. Your mother’s very kind, very forthcoming and supporting, boyfriend… it really did sicken you to even have a need for the boy.

You’d made yourself conveniently scarce from the house whenever your mother had Matt over, opting for the backseat of the boy’s car and trying your damnedest not to imagine the lawyer in his place; trying not to imagine that it was Matt’s cock fucking up into you and his breath tickling your neck as he panted into it, his hands trailing all over your body. Although, if you were to be quite honest, it had been easy sometimes because you were sure that a man like him would’ve never let your head hit the car ceiling so often; you were sure a man like him would’ve rested a large hand on the back of your head to protect you or held you so much closer to him.

You’d made a mistake, though, the day you’d invited the boy over to your home, sick of the stuffiness that consisted of the backseat and wanting to be taken over the edge of your bed for the first time, craving a new sensation to distract yourself.

The house should’ve been empty that day. Your mother had spent the entire day before telling you about how she planned to take Matt out on a celebratory dinner, him having won a big trial. You hadn’t counted on walking into the house to find your mother and her boyfriend bustling about in the kitchen. You really did try your best to be quiet and sneak the boy out the second you’d heard their voices, but you found no such luck; neither of you had taken but a step before Matt and his bat-like hearing had heard you, calling your name with confusion laced into his tone.

Your mom had ended up inviting the two of you to dinner, the excitement from Matt’s recent win bleeding into the fact that she had been “so excited to meet the boy my daughter’s been spending so much time with! I feel like we barely see her anymore, isn’t that right, Matt?”

It had thrown you for a loop when Matt’s only response had been a hum, lips set into a flat line, displeasure written all over his face. It had left both a bad taste in your mouth and excitement between your thighs when he’d spent the rest of the night with his head edged towards you, but silent and only offering some kind of negative reaction - a little scowl, shifting in his seat angrily, furrowing his brows condescendingly - every time the boy had spoken up to answer one of your mother’s various questions.

You had asked your mother afterwards, when it was only the two of you cleaning the dishes, if she’d noticed anything off with the man during dinner. She’d told you, “Mhm,” her tone had been happy, as if a dream was coming true, “I’m sure it’s because he must be feeling protective over you already!”

The answer didn’t sit right with you. It wasn’t the logical part of you that said it to be too soon for him to feel such a way towards you that made your blood boil and head spin, but the emotional part of you that asked yourself where he got the nerve to be so unfair; where he got the nerve to be upset, protective, over a relationship you were in because of him.

Of course, he didn’t know how you felt; you never wanted him to. So, you cringe as you stand in front of him after the question leaves you in such an irritated manner.

You had only planned to confront him in order to prevent a repeat of that night - tell him calmly that it wasn’t his place so you wouldn’t gradually go crazy because of the situation - but you lost your composure.

Matt steps over, grabbing the container out of your hands and set it onto his desk before leaning against it, crossing his arms and shrugging, “Weird?”

You try your best, but you can’t stop yourself from darting your eyes down to those fucking forearms. You have to swallow hard and shift on your feet to regain your composure. “Rude.” You watch as his eyebrows shoot up before shrugging again, waiting for you to go on. “You didn’t talk to him. Didn’t even smile at him once. Why?”

Matt knows you aren’t looking for anything more than an innocent reason to justify his behaviour; that you aren’t holding out hope that he might feel the same way that you do about him because why else would you be with that boy when he doesn’t make your heart stutter and your pussy throbs with need the way Matt does? Why else, Matt thought, would you settle for that kid if you didn’t feel shame for the way he made you feel.

But he knows that he can’t just stand here and give you some reason as if you won’t see through it; he can’t even here and give you some reason as if he won’t just be lying to himself, acting as if the way you react to him doesn’t make his own heart pound and his cock swell in his pants. One thing, for certain, is that he cannot stand there and pretend like smelling that boy all over you doesn’t make him borderline homicidal.

Anyways, Matt lives with great amounts of shame and sin on his shoulders as it is, so, what’s a little more?

“I didn’t like him.”

He shrugs again. You pause to process his words before speaking disbelievingly, “You didn’t… like him?”

He nods his head once.

“Well,” you straighten as your voice turns angry, accusing even, taking what you’re sure is your chance at an innocent confrontation and leave it at that, “He’s not there for you to like him. I never even wanted you and mom to meet him in the first place, he’s just-”

“He’s just what?” Matt cuts you off, uncrossing his arms and pushing himself off where he leant on his desk, beginning to walk over to you slowly, “What is he?”

You unconsciously take a step back with every one that he takes forward, voice wavering as if you were unsure yourself when you told him that, “He’s a friend.”

His brows furrow, not out of confusion but out of smugness, when he asks knowingly, “A friend you let fuck you?” Your back hits the wall behind you with that, and you’re stuck trapped between it and him as he raises his arms and lets his hands rest beside either side of your head. Both trepidation floods your being and arousal floods your cunt.

“Y’know,” he sighs, hanging his head as if holding himself back from doing something he might regret before scoffing and leaning in even closer to you, crowding you against the wall, “I can tell he does nothing for you,” he brings his lips to your ear and whispers softly, “I can tell that no matter how many times you have him fuck you in the back of that car and fill your belly with cum that you’ll never be satisfied because he’s not me.”

He can feel you practically vibrating underneath him, hear the tears begin to prick at your eyes and your heart speed up, and can imagine what you must be thinking as you gasp; can imagine that you think you’ve been caught, that he’s the one confronting you and that he’ll send you off with disgust after this.

He shoves himself a little closer, letting his crotch brush up against yours to chase away the thoughts. He pulls his head back to give you the slightest bit of space and reassure you softly, his face every bit sincere even as red glasses block his eyes from your view, “I can take you home, sweetheart. Or we can stay here for a bi-”

He’s the one cut off this time when you bring your hands up to cup his face and pull him to your, bringing his lips down onto yours. His lips are chapped against yours, soft and eager, as they move together hungrily; he slips his tongue into your mouth when you moan into the kiss, knees buckling and hands slipping down to grasp onto his shoulders.

He breaks away, despite your little whine of protest, shushing you sweetly when you try to lean up into him. His mouth is still close enough to yours for your pants to hit one another’s lip when as he speaks, “C’mere.”

He urges your hands off his shoulders, pulling you off the wall and in front of him. He guides you towards his desk with firm hands gripping at your waist, his erection pressing against your ass, separated by the fabric of his slacks and your skirt; it takes everything in Matt to control himself when he feels your body heat up and your heartbeat thump even faster because of it.

It’s when your front nudges the very edge of it that he brings his lips to your ear once more, speaking softly, “Be good and bend over for me, alright?”

You whisper a little “‘kay” before you’re bending over the edge of the desk, chest and stomach resting on the cold wood and the couple of stray papers littering it. You let your hand trace one that was in front of you, written in braille, loosely in an attempt to calm yourself; distract yourself from the impending embarrassment you’ll succumb to when Matt flips up your skirt and finds your panties soaked against his fingers.

Your eyes close and a whimper escapes your lips when his fingers rub over your panties, wet with arousal. Tears prick at your eyes and you gasp when he laughs.

“Hey,” his voice is filled with a mix of amusement, despite your dismay, and reassurance, free hand reaching up to rest soothingly against your lower back, “It’s okay to be excited. This,” his finger trails to your clit, rubbing it through your panties and drawing out a low moan from you, “is swe​et.”

Both his hands move to hook his fingers over the band of your panties, pulling them down and letting them fall around your ankles. He groans, drawing a finger through your folds, “There you are.”

“Matt,” you whine, pushing yourself back towards him, despite the embarrassment you’d been feeling earlier, trying to get him to just do something, “Please.”

“What?” His hand leaves your pussy, both going to grasp at the crease of where ass meets thigh and holding you open for him. You hear him shift behind you before his breath hits your exposed cunt, sending shivers down your spine. “D’you want something?”

Your lip wobbles as you whine again, “Matt, please, just- Oh.” Your voice gives out into a moan when his tongue flicks your clit, trailing up from there to dip into your hole. He pulls back, holding you as you were firmly to stop you from chasing him, and speaks, voice gravelly, “Fuck, you taste amazing, y’know that, honey?” He put his mouth back onto your pussy, letting his tongue dip in and out of your slick soaked hole, hands tightening around the fat they held onto as he listened to your mewls.

He pulls back for a moment, breathing heavily as he rests his head against his hand, as if he was taking a moment for something.

“Did he ever do this to you?”

“Hm?” Your eyes are glazed over and your mind’s so heavy that you barely process what he’s asked you, only able to focus on how open and exposed you are to him, waiting and wanting for him to make you cum on his mouth. He brings himself back to you, lapping his tongue through your folds once and prying another wanton moan out of you before he asks again, “Did he ever bother putting his mouth on you like this?”

“No, never,” your weak response earns you a scoff before he’s diving back in, eating you out messier than before and swirling his tongue over your swollen clit selfishly, basking in the way you twitch in his hands every time. You can’t stop yourself from babbling to him mindlessly, inhibitions gone in the pleasure he was giving you, “Fu-uck, never even wanted hi-him to. J-Just you.”

“Oh?” He pulls back after dipping his tongue into your spasming hole one last time and standing. You feel his hands leave your body only to listen to them start undoing his belt, the light clanging sound the metal part makes starting up alarms in your cloudy head. You jolt when he run the tip of his cock through your folds, spreading your slick and his saliva over it, as he asks, tone bordering teasing and jealous, “But you let him fuck you?”

You almost cry when his cock prods at your weeping hole, prolonging your torture for no other reason than the fact that he could, and offer him a confession, “Never let him cum in me,” you gasp when the head of his cock breaches your center, “Wanted you to be the only one, Matt.”

“Oh, well,” he scoffs a laugh, “that’s so kind of you, sweetheart.” His voice drips condescension as he sinks finally sinks into you, filling you up to the brim just as you’d always hoped.

He only manages to thrust into you a couple times before his hands are sliding from your waist to pull you up to him with a breathy, “get up here,” falling from his lips, deciding he wants you closer to him. With your back now against his chest, one arm wraps over your breasts to hold you to him while the other snakes down to play with your sensitive clit. He presses a kiss to your cheek, muffling the moan that escapes him when your pussy clenches around him, and pants a low, “good girl.”

Every drag of his cock fucking into your cunt emites wet, lewd, noises through the dim-lit room, only accompanied by the sounds of your broken moans and whimpers, getting closer and closer to cumming as his fingers rub soft circles into your clit.

“Matt,” you whine, pussy tightening around his cock and earning a hiss from the man before his pounding sped up. Your hands’ grip on his forearm holding you to his chest tightens as a cry escapes you when the tight coil in your belly snaps, sending you over the edge and your pussy to clamp down on his cock, spasming repeatedly.

Matt laughs breathlessly into your temple, lips pressing little pecks, as he continues to slide his cock in and out of your dripping pussy, fingers still working your clit loosely and guiding you through your climax. “That’s it, honey, good girl.”

It doesn’t take long for him to catch up, and soon you’re pleading with him to give you his cum, for him to, “stuff me full of it, please, Matt. Wanna feel you drip down my thighs when you walk me home tonight.” He buries himself deep in your pussy and cums soon after, a string of curses being uttered under his breath as he fills you up, balls twitching against your clit as it happens.

It’s after he finishes and tucks himself back into his slacks, helping you pull your panties back up, pressing a mindless kiss to the back of your thigh that makes your heart light up as he does it, that he turns you around to face him. You note how put together and unsuspicious he looks for someone who’s spent the last who-knows-how-long fucking his girlfriend’s daughter.

He gently grasps your jaw with one hand and leans down to press a short kiss to your lips, sighing after he pulls away, shaking his head a couple times before whispering contemplatively, “What am I gonna do with you?”

#i’m watching batman while posting this so if i missed something in the cw lemme know later lolol #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #tw stepcest #<- again to be safe #mom’s boyfriend!matt

[ohlovxr]

I want Matt to tamper w my birth control and have a happy lil accident🥺🥺🥺

the poor man just wants a family so bad. he wants to be a daddy, and he knows - knows - that you’d be the most perfect mommy. there’s really no one else he’d rather carry and care for his child than you <33

every time matt listened to you take that little pill, he couldn’t help the little scowl that would cross his face subconsciously. he thought about how much of a waste it was - how that stupid little pill was standing in the way of him putting his baby inside you every time he fucked you with that purpose.

and after weighing the pros and cons, and for fucks sake just being sick of it, the man decided to take matters into his own hands - and fuck, were those placebo pills worth it once he’d heard the rapid little heartbeat of his baby coming from your belly weeks later.

when he’d heard it, he had to refrain from melting on the spot. he had to refrain from sweeping you up in his arms and letting the tears that brimmed his eyes fall. he had to refrain from falling to his knees just to be closer to you and his baby and from letting endless “thank you”’s fall from his lips.

he refrained from all of it because he wanted you to find out on your own; he didn’t just want the time to lessen your options, but he wanted to give you that - he wanted to give you the build up. he wanted you to have the symptoms, the stress and the wonder, to be there when you have your doubts, and for you to take that test and have that final epiphany. the one that made you realize how you didn’t just want to have a baby, but you wanted to have a family with him.

so, matt bit his tongue and fought a smile when you woke up with a gasp, jumping out of bed and running to the washroom with a strained, “i’m gonna be sick” falling from your lips. he bit his tongue and fought a smile when you clipped your bra together and hissed, muttering under your breath, “stupid fucking bra. you were comfy two days ago, you fucking traitor.” he bit his tongue and fought a smile when you complained about the smell of the eggs he’d made one morning, telling him, “i’m sorry, matty. i dunno why this is happening, i’ve just been feeling so sick and weird lately,” to which he responded by planting a kiss against your forehead and citing that, “you don’t have to apologize, honey. it happens.”

and when he finally, finally, hears you uttering an alarmed “fuck” from the washroom, realizing that you’ve missed your period, all matt can do is hold his breath until you’re coming up to him the next day with a thudding heart and a test in hand.

through your doubts, he reassures you that, “whatever you want to do, baby, we’ll do it,” he makes sure to hold you close, kissing away the tears that fall from your eyes and resting a palm against your stomach, letting his thumb drag back and forth subtly as you melted into his touch, “no matter what, i’m here.”

his heart skips a beat when he hears you huff a laugh, feeling his chest vibrate with it from where your head rested as he held you, “of course you are.”

his heart nearly explodes when you lean up and let your chin rest against his chest, allowing your eyes to scan his face fondly as shaky sigh leaving your lips before a small smile fought its way onto your face, “i mean, you would make a good dad, matty.”

#tw noncon #-> #tw tampering with birth control #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #dark fic #mattmurdock.darkfic #i don’t have the energy to express myself through the tags this time lol #this is also unedited as always so if you see a mistake no you didn’t

[ohlovxr]

Stepdad!matt scolding you for being out past curfew. He bends you over his lap then has you on your knees praying for forgiveness 😔

stepdad!matt who spanks your ass until your shaking and crying, begging for forgiveness, before he puts you on your knees to repent (aka let him fuck your face until your jaw’s sore and you’re all dumb off his cock).

stepdad!matt who has you kneeling on the couch naked with your legs apart and teasing your pussy, not letting you cum, as he has you pray. he gives your sensitive pussy a slap with a condescending variation of things like “how am i supposed to understand you when you’re making all those noises? stop your whining and say it again,” every time you start to gasp and whimper too much between your prayers.

#the amount i gave you is so lame for how long i made you wait i’m so sorry #also idk if you meant fr praying but i took it as that #so i apologize #but the idea of matt forcing you to pray through his torture makes me alajsndfhdokdj #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #stepdad!matt #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #tw stepcest #tw blasphemy #<- in case bc the praying yk

[ohlovxr]

it’d be such a shame if daredevil (who is also in ny) found you…

tina shut up shut up SHUT UP 😵‍💫😵‍💫

tw ❗️dubcon warning (in case lol)❗️

fuck and it’s all because spiderman’s out chasing the next big bad with black cat, too busy to come to your rescue when some man decided you’d be his next back alley target.

it’s shocking at first that the devil of hell’s kitchen is out in queens saving you. it wasn’t his territory. what was more shocking was the way he stopped once the man had been dealt with, the way his head tilted and his nostrils flared as he edged closer to you.

it was like he knew what question had been on your mind when he gave the slightest smirk and told you that he had been covering queens for spiderman, for a friend, upon request - “and now i can see why.” was what caught you off guard.

your eyes widened as he continued to speak lowly about the way he could feel the way your cheeks flushed at the mere mention of the vigilante, and how his smell was all over you. for you, it was all a reminder of how close you and the masked web-crawler had gotten and, painfully enough to bring tears to your eyes, how distant the newest woman in his life had made the two of you once more.

you didn’t know if the daredevil just so happened to be an asshole and wanted to goad you for his own amusement or if he really did care enough about a crying girl to stay and talk when he’d said, “but i guess you’d want him to save you anyway, hm? not running around with that black cat.”

the daredevil had softly cooed his words even more so when he could hear the way your lip trembled slightly at the thought of the two, tears threatening to fall, “his smell - it’s days old. he’s been neglecting you, hasn’t he?”

the vigilante crouched down, his head tilted upwards to you, and took your hands in his as he gave a sad smile, “i could smell that woman all over him, you know.” his hands travel up to your forearms, brushing, feeling, them carefully, “maybe i could help you give him a taste of his own medicine, sweetheart.”

you staring down at the devil, tears slowly drying, as you asked “how do we do that?” was what had the night ending in the vigilante guiding you home, hidden in the shadows, after he’d spent the last hours littering your neck with his marks, hiking your legs around his waist and pounding into your cunt as he held you against the brick wall with his hand firmly around your throat. you remember his grip tightening whenever small whines escaped your lips at all he had to say, “look at you. you’re the devil’s whore now, aren’t you sweetheart?”

so when he’d finally gotten you close enough to home and pulled you into a claiming kiss before trailing careful ones against your cheek and jaw, your heart fluttering and your legs weakening as you felt the way his cum finally started to drip down your thighs, he made sure to tell you - as if he could read you like he’s known you for years - that “you shouldn’t feel guilty, honey. don’t let your heart beat so fast for that web-head, alright? if what i left behind for him wasn’t enough to knock some sense into him, let me find you the next time he wants run off with some girl.”

#very much ooc i feel like but i’m working on it lol #so sorry #peter has enhanced sense so like enhanced smell right?? #i hc that matt finds peter to be a little bit of a pain just like socially in their vigilante lives so #idk do with that what you will i make no sense sometimes #also #we’re gonna pretend that queens and hell’s kitchen are right next to each other for this #if they aren’t #idk i’m not looking it up sorry✋🏻 #also they’re not in high school lol that would be weird #this is college!peter duh #all adults #tw dubcon #<- bc matt’s technically taking advantage of a vulnerable person #fuck i feel like matt at least this version would be like i could treat you better even tho yk this is um #notsfw #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #dark fic #mattmurdock.darkfic #peter parker x reader #spiderman x reader #that spiderman relationship thing #<- alternate tho idk lol #these are a lot of tags lmfao so sorry #they’re my form of expression #tina!!!

[ohlovxr]

“come out, come out, wherever you are.” & "I promise, I'll do whatever you want." -dark matt murdock

and/or another thought

“I did what you told me to. What else do you want?” -dark matt murdock

❗️dub-con, captive situation❗️

fuck fuck fuck dude idk if you meant it that way but “i did what you told me to. what else do you want?” makes me think about an unstable matt saying this after he’s done some crazy shit that he’s convinced will keep you around. like it’s after your everyday patterns and the entirety of your demeanour changed around him. he knows you wanna leave him because he knows how much his other life affects you, but his abandonment issues finally got a hold of him - a really, really bad hold of him.

it’s when he says “what else do you want?” and hears you take a step back as you flinch that you see this glint flash through his eyes and watch as his back straightens. it’s when he recites to you that “i love you so much, and i know you love me too.” and you nod because you do! you do love him too, you just can’t do it anymore! and when you try to tell him, your voice as shaky as his, only a “i know matty, but-” is uttered before you’re cut off. he tells you that “there’s no but. we love each other! you can’t just leave be- because you… i’d do anything for us, you know that, right?” he sighs and closes his eyes as he hears you sniffle, tears building up as he speaks softly, “so, you know why i can’t let you leave, sweetheart.”

you don’t leave, simple as that. he waits for you to come around, he knows you will - and deep down you know you will too - because you love him, despite the way you scream and spite spiteful words at him. they cut him deep, they really do, but matt reminds himself that it’s all in due time. eventually, you do come around - you’ve gotten used to your new normal with him.

it’s when you look like you want to initiate something you can do where he’s keeping you that he tells you with so much relief and love in his face, “i promise, i’ll do whatever you want.”

and sorry but i’m gonna skip past any of the ‘cute’ stuff (i know it’s a dark situation but ykwim 🙄) bc i’m a whore so anyways

he says that same thing when you’re looking over at him longingly, your bottom lip between your teeth as your heart begins to race, for the first time in such a long fucking time.

and it’s been so long that you really don’t know. so, all you manage is a quiet, “whatever you wanna do.”

so, because not only you but matt’s so pent up sexually, it ends with you getting fucked until you’re a blabbering, wet mess, legs up to your chest as your eyes roll back every time matt pounds into your sweet spot sharply. matt doesn’t even stop when he’s so overstimulated it hurts and he’s basically cumming dry - he keeps going just to listen to you come apart underneath him over and over and make up for lost time <33

#do i really wanna be loved so badly that the idea of being held captive by this man makes my heart race? #not answering #i also love the idea of him being so soft in such a dark situation lol #if that makes sense #i’ve never taken like a prompt thats dialogue before so forgive me if this is horrible #i’m learning lol #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #notsfw

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dark matt with a corruption kink is making me go feral..

no bc you’d be completely wrong if you said that dark!matt didn’t have a corruption kink

there’s literally nothing that gets him off more than playing with someone so innocent, feeling a sweet little thing squirm and whimper as he messes with her head and does all these dirty things to her

he doesn’t bother easing her into anything, both doing and having her do things even he would’ve felt shame for years ago whenever it pleases him - and of course, she takes it bc matt’s the first one to teach her about this stuff, all gentle words and sweet praises that convince her that he knows best <33

#sorry this is lame lol i couldn’t think up an actual scenario cause i’m lowkey feeling soft 😔 #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #notsfw #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic

[ohlovxr]

your dialogue prompt matt murdock imagine was good! here’s another if you are up for it

“Be good for me baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again.”

thank you!! and ahhh!! fuck, he’s definitely saying this after he’s had to punish you :((

you’re just settling down, tears drying against your warm cheeks, as he’s comforting you with soft coos and sweet kisses to the top of your head and temple, telling you that “i don’t like to punish you, sweetie, but there’s only so much i can do when you wanna break the rules like that.” he’s holding you tight from where your naked back rests against his chest, his legs caging yours in just as equally, surrounding you entirely with him.

“how about i make you feel all better, hm?” matt uses his legs to spread yours and lets a hand drift down to your bare cunt, the other planted over your stomach and running his thumb back and forth over your skin.

you nod with a sniffle and a shaky breath in and out, both of your hands coming up to grip his forearm. a smile graces matt’s face, unbeknownst to you, because of the way you’re using him to ground yourself.

“be good for me, baby,” he murmurs as his hand dips down and start rubbing slow circles against your clit that have you sighing of relief and melting against him, “we wouldn’t want to see those tears again.”

#matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #<- i’m saying dark fic bc for me the context is dark yk #but still i think it can be read both ways #anyways #notsfw

[ohlovxr]

ok so dark stalker!matt murdock has me on knees. what would happen when matt falls in love with a universitary girl (19-20 yrs)?

like she's so charming, atracttive, sassy and intelligent and she's studying medicine and one day by chance he takes her in the subway or wherever and he smells her aroma and is enchanted, so he secretly follows her and discovers different things about her and each time he falls in love more and more and more even more can not. he is just completely, madly in love with her.

this lowkey makes me think about dark!matt being a creepy guy out of a “necessity”, if ykwim.

you’re this beautiful, kind girl with such a bright future and the life he leads could ruin it or literally kill you.

but he still can’t help the fact that he’s falling in love with you. so, he takes what he can get from a distance, and he’s willing to burn in hell if that means that he has to go to some weird lengths to get his dose of you.

although, he definitely finds ways to interact with you in the smallest manners. ones that are harmless and no enemy would think about in scenario that his identity was revealed. like one time, he’d let himself bump into you on the subway just so he could listen to your sweet voice and feel your soft touch on his arm as you insisted he didn’t need to apologize and helped guide him to a seat - that is, with permission, like the sweet young woman he’s known you to be <33

#sorry you had to wait so long for this lol #pretty anticlimactic lowkey but it’s the best i can do rn #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic

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reader rejecting dark matt murdock?

gaaaahhhh yum yum yum

okay so my brain immediately went stalker!matt!!!

you reject matt murdock, the lawyer everyone knows and loves, for whatever reason it may be. but he can’t take it. no, not when he’s fallen for you so hard already, and especially not when he let the last person he’d fallen for that hard walk away.

the last thing he wants to do, though, is scare you away - so he has to approach the situation carefully, and oh, is matt more than capable of doing so. his tactic consists of mostly using his enhanced senses to get to know more about you - to woo you the next time, he’d decided, that he would ask you out - and it was harmless, really! technically, he only passed by your workplace or chose to relax atop your apartment building’s roof - it was virtually impossible for a normal person to listen in on you telling your coworker about the new book you were reading or listen in on you shuffling around your apartment singing to yourself and making dinner with your favourite show on in the background!

sometimes, though, even matt had to admit it wasn’t objectively harmless. not when he purposely waited on the roof of the apartment building, praying and holding his breath, for you to do something else. he could’ve cried when his prayers were answered so quickly, and continued to do so frequently, when he’d finally heard a breathy moan escape your lips. matt spent the first couple of times just listening to all your pretty sounds, cherishing it, and going back to his apartment with nothing but his hand and your little moans on his mind to get him through the night. it wasn’t until after he’d gotten more comfortable that he let himself get off right there and then, making sure he came right when you did <33

but a problem matt hadn’t even thought about arose when he’d been waiting for you to get home and he’d heard two sets of steps coming up to your place. when he’d spent the night soft and livid as he listened to another man fucking you - only angrier when he knew that the guy wasn’t even doing it right; that your moans just weren’t the same and that you didn’t even fucking cum. he learned two things that night - one, that he really couldn’t deal with a development like this from afar and two, that your sounds really weren’t so pretty when you were putting on a show for a man like that.

naturally, to deal with the problem, matt decides that the devil of hell’s kitchen needs to pay the man a visit… and needs to introduce himself to certain special woman.

#and so the devil seduces you to keep the men away while matt figures out his plan #anyways i really did love writing this highkey lol #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #mattmurdock.darkfic #dark fic #tw stalking #notsfw