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jjmaybankswifeyx · 27 days

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don’t play with me princess

zach justice x fem!reader

warnings • smutty smut smut, zach : daddy, kissing, use of yn, pet names, oral sex, flirting, angst, jealous zach, swearing , 18+

summary: you went on dropouts after being friends for years and him begging you for ages to come the podcast , you finally give in and things kick off.

*zach has his own place in this*

you were messaging zach all last night about the podcast, what time to come etc he was being so sweet telling you he’s gunna be with you the whole time but knowing zach he will probably bully you for it tomorrow on the podcast “i’ll be fine” you mumbled before dozing off to sleep.

you wake up at 11:06 to zach phoning you making sure your awake as you always sleep in, unfortunately you had just woke up and had an hour to get ready and leave as you had to be there for 12:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there “yea you just woke me up” you say rolling out of bed “good can’t have my star guest not come” he says, you hang up the phone starting to get ready doing a natural look as you didn’t have time nor effort to do a glam look, once you finished your makeup you chose your outfit then left.

you got there about 5 minutes before the pod started saying hi to everyone “omg yn” alyssa shouts across the room running towards you engulfing you in a big hug “alyssa ahh i missed you so much” you say with a massive smile “alright alyssa she’s mine calm down” zach says appearing around the corner with a smug little smirk on his face “oh shut up zach” turning around to face alyssa again and walking into the studio.

“hello welcome or welcome back to dropouts today we have an extra special guest, my girlfriend yn y/l/n” looking at u in shock “oh you wish” looking at the mic “i do i really do, so yn” your quick to answer as your nervous as what hes gunna say “yes zach” already dreading the question “how have you been” relieved with this you start to smile “yea it’s been great honestly i’ve started my own clothing line and makeup and it’s going great!” smiling knowing how far you’ve come “wow that’s great! any boys recently ?” jared says adding to the convo “oh jared you know” you say winking at him before you both start bursting into laughter, you look over at zach and he looks like he’s burning a hole into your brain, he looks mad ? you chime in “no guys i’m jk don’t clip that” you say with a nervous laugh zach still does not look impressed until he spits out “oh yn you wouldn’t even kiss jared on the cheek never mind do the devils tango with him” smirking you reply “oh and how would you know that” he stares at you for a second “okay guys if your not subscribed to the patreon you get a 7 day free trial, you get extra bits from these podcasts also you get them earlier plus extra videos like the drunk episodes when we get me and some other people drunk and try spill some secrets” you just look at him unimpressed as he carries on.

by now your on the subject of sex and relationships jared talking about this girl he is going out with tonight and how he would love to have something with her as theyd been speaking for months “yea jared i think you just gotta go for it, no woman wants a man who takes their time, and they don’t want to beg for it either ” you say giving him a woman’s perspective “oh yn you were begging for it last night” zach says smirking earning an oh and oh shit from jared and alyssa you just completely gobsmacked on what this man just said to you “oh please like i would go to you for that your probably not even as good as you make out zach, actually alyssa can you relate to this a man always says he knows what he’s doing yet he can’t get it in the right hole” jared and alyssa start laughing hesring a very quiet yes from alyssa as zach says “oh trust me i know what i’m doing” you didn’t look impressed “hm ye still don’t believe it sorry zach” he’d had enough at this point he wanted to throw you over his shoulder, take you upstairs and prove it while you were screaming out his name “don’t play with me princess”, jared just gasped and alyssa just started laughing you however just turned over and said “of course i’m gunna mess with you other wise your gunna wind me up so” looking over at him letting your eyes drop for a mere second you saw him readjusting himself seeing a massive bulge in his pants looking up with him smirking at you.

alyssa and jared start having a conversation about something i’m not sure what i was zoned out thinking about what zach said and his bulge until you were pulled out by zach coming closer to you wanting to whisper something “i’m gunna fuck you so hard after this your not gunna be able to even speak and say i didn’t know what u was doing, you understand me gorgeous?” you nod while backing away just smiling jared and alyssa obviously caught on “um guys what you saying over there” knowing you were caught until zach chimes in “oh i was just asking yn about something i heard about her clothing line and it’s true but not able to say sorry. it’s a secret” you sigh knowing zach just saved your ass and his.

after 1 hour of you and zachs glances you started you flirt with jared to get a reaction out of zach, must say he contained himself pretty well until the pod finished you said your goodbyes to jared and alyssa claiming you were gunna hang out with zach for a while as you haven’t seen eachother in months they believed it obviously as it is true you did miss him but you needed him now, as soon as they walked out that door you said “so you gunna prove it to me or what?” walking over to him looking up batting your eye lashes without a word he smashes his lips into yours quietly letting out little moans and gasps as he picks you up taking you to his room he throws you on the bed hovering over you “hm you look so good today” moaning while he’s kissing your neck “you too baby, wanted to have my way with you since i first met you” you moan against his touch not knowing this as you thought you guys were just friends with the occasional flirt “take your clothes off princess wanna see you” he says throwing his shirt some where across the room, after hearing those words you have never done something quicker you were lying there naked while zack still had his jeans on he slowly started kissing down your stomach reaching down to your bare dripping pussy “this wet already baby? hm someone’s needy” saying with a grin before you could answer he dived into your pussy sucking your clit making you scream out in pleasure “hm zach more baby please” he starts to pump his fingers in and out of you sucking and licking your clit, you could hear his tiny little moans and the vibrations coming off, “could jared eat your pretty pussy like this baby?” he says hint of jealousy in his voice you shake your head unable to focus “words princess” he says picking up his pace “no! daddy you do it better than anybody” you say about to come until he stops what he’s doing and looks up at you “what did you just call me?” you now are very embarrassed yet the words come out you couldn’t stop it “d-daddy” he smiles looking at you “fuck princess i cannot do this i need to be in you” you sigh then spreading your legs for him as he unbuckles his belt letting the cold air hit your core “fuck gorgeous such a good girl for daddy” he says slipping into you, he’s massive so much bigger than you thought “fuck daddy your huge” that just gives him a boost and he starts picking up the pace, “oh baby you don’t how long i’ve wanted to do this” he says moaning in your ear “me too daddy needed your cock for so long hmm” screaming without a care who heard you “your mine princess” you moan at the words nesrly making you cum alone “all yours daddy” you say trying to fight for breathe “what princess didn’t quite hear you?” ramming into harder and deeper “i’m yours daddy all yours!!” shouting even louder before he utters “good girl” as his thrusts get sloppy “where do you want me beautiful” without even thinking you say “in me daddy i’m on the pill” he does a couple more thrusts before you both are cumming the hardest you ever have, nobody has ever made you feel this way and you loved it, he pulls out of you now all cocky “that prove it to you huh” saying all confident “wasn’t even that good” you say smirking “hm i wish i could believe that but your moans and words say different gorgeous” he says before getting something to clean you both up.

as you were laying there he says “i meant it you know” you look up at him confused “your mine now, not letting you go” you just kiss him as you fall asleep tangled up together.

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hope you guys like this, i am currently on the ganja writing this so i apologise if there’s any mistakes or anything❤️❤️

#zach justice #zach justice smut #zach justice x reader #zach justice and tara yummy #zach justice podcast #dropouts podcast #jared bailey #alyssa ali bert i #smut #youtube #podcast #jealous #drew starkey smut #colby brock smut #jake webber smut #jj maybank x reader

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ilycosy · 23 days

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being tara's friend and starring on the podcast!! getting borderline wasted with her and zach during the show and drunkenly admitting you'd have a threesome with the two of them <3

ive been putting this off bc of motivation but x. x we finally got our zachyummy x reader fic !!!! who cheered :3 ??

fyi it's a little implied that tara n reader have alr slept together <3 js for the simplicity , also it's a little choppy at the end but it's js bc idk how 2 end it <//3

you felt a little warm as you sipped on your beer, watching tara banter with zach. you and tara have been friends for years, meeting each other because of jake, but you had only met zach a couple of months ago. you got along well with him, you just weren't as bubbly as tara was.

tara giggled and leaned her head onto your shoulder, listening to jared ask a question. "out of all your friends," he says with a giggle, his face a little red from the beer. "who would you be most likely to sleep with?"

you glanced at tara, watching as she wrinkled her nose and said nobody while zach tried to pry for more. in a split moment of drunken confidence you blurted out, "well, zach, but i think id want tara's emotional support there too." you barely finish the sentence as you feel embarrassment rush through you, zach already whistling and giggling into the mic.

it was the first time tara had glanced at you back that night, smiling to herself as she finished off her bottle.

by the time the podcast ended, tara was offering everyone over to her place knowing that jared had plans. seeing that you and zach were free, you both agreed to come over. huddling on either side of tara in the uber that she ordered, she talked idly so the ride wasn't awkward.

you probably should've noticed that tara was getting touchier and going past the friendly flirting, but you were too tipsy to process. only noticing the tension when tara had backed you into zach, your eyes meeting his equally shocked and flushed face.

you would've felt more shame for how fast you allowed tara to do this if it didn't feel so good, her lipstick smearing against your jaw and face while she left comforting kisses. her hand threaded in zach's hair as she kept him in place, his big hands keeping you spread as he took turns from teasingly licking you and completely working his tongue into you.

"jesus christ woman," he huffs, pulling you closer by your thighs. causing you to slide down so your head is resting in between tara's legs. "i can eat them out myself, get your claws off of'm." he makes no effort to pull away from her hand, which makes her pet his hair.

you sniffle, whining as he continues eating you out. pressing rough kisses against your clit before sucking it, you can tell he's grinding onto the couch from the shifting. "fuck, zach you need to get more fingers in," tara mutters, moving her hand away from his head so both her hands could cup your tits.

he barely lifts his head to see what he's doing before he's listening and slipping in a finger inside, looking up to watch your face screw up and admiring tara's tanned skin against yours.

"good enough for you, ms. yummy?" he asks teasingly, pressing kisses along your thighs and up your stomach as he works in a second finger. "shut up, zach." is all she says before giggling and pulling him into a kiss, both of them whimpering into the kiss as you're trying to keep your eyes open to watch.

#cosywriting #cosynsfw #cosyreqs #tara yummy x reader #tara yummy smut #tara yummy #zach justice #zach justice x reader #zach justice smut #🎀 asks

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lizzysbrain · 1 month

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Zach Justice fics where? Im so down Bad for this man it’s actually depressing smh 🤦‍♀️

#fanfic #smut #zach justice #Zach Justice x Reader

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mattybstqrn · 1 day

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ᴾᵀ.² 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

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warnings: smut, kissing, hickies, fingering, oral, drinking, cursing?

❝𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬❞

Where we left off: Kissing up his abs, stopping on his lips, you help him take his pants off, and he does the same. You throw your guys pants on the floor and start making love leaving everyone downstairs disgusted.

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Y/n kissed up Zach's abs, stopping on his lips. You guys made out for a little bit before pulling away. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he questions, you frantically nod, "Yes, I'm sure,"

Zach eyes trail down your body in awe, you draw Zach out of his thoughts once you start pulling Zach pants off letting everything free, you stare down at his dick, which was poking out of his boxers.

You stared at him in awe, you couldn't believe you were doing this, especially with him.

He was Zach Justice, and you were just Tara Yummy's best friend.

Zach then pulls your pants and underwear off; you throw them both on the floor before turning back to Zach who's hovering over you with a smirk.

You lean up slightly running either hand down his chest. "I want you," you breath out pulling him into a kiss, "I know, sweetheart," he nods kissing down your neck.

Zach kisses all the down to your soaking (P, V, whatever you wanna call it) he then slips a finger inside of you causing you to moan in pleasure.

Sucking in a breath as your fingers run through his hair. He pulls you into a kiss as he slips another finger in causing you to moan.

You look down at Zach's fingers that were frantically pumping in and out of you. "I'm close," you groan in pleasure.

He pumps in and out of you causing you to reach your limit, "Cum for me, sweetheart," you cum at Zach's words, moaning in pleasure.

Zach pulls his fingers out and licking them, causing you to whine, already missing them inside of you. "Don't worry, I'm not done yet," he kisses your lips.

You kiss back, leaning up, you feel Zach's dick touch your clit, causing you to moan into his mouth, you try to align yourself with him right then and there, but he pulls away, "Not yet"

You groan into his mouth as he pulls you into another kiss, he once again kisses down your neck and down to your boobs.

He kisses in between them, squeezing them too, before unclipping your bra and throwing it to the side.

Zach slowly kisses down to your clit before slipping his tongue in causing you to uncontrollably moan.

You run your fingers through his hair as he does, absolutely loving the feeling.

Leaning your head back and tightly gripping the pillows next to you as you start to cum.

You breath out deeply, catching your breath slowly letting go of the pillows as your high came to a stop.

You lay back taking deep breaths as you take in what just happened.

"You have fun?" Zach asks, "Yeah," you breath out, "I really did,"

Zach then starts pulling his underwear down throwing it onto the floor.

"What about you? You made me feel good now it's my turn to make you feel good," you tell him, "No baby, today is all about you," he tells you gently kissing your forehead.

You bite your lip as he grabs a condom from his bedside table. He rolls the condom onto his dick. You take a deep breath.

Zach aligns himself with you, slowly, he waits a few seconds waiting for you, "I'm ready," you sigh.

Zach thrusting in you causing you to let out a loud moan that you quickly cover up with your hand.

"Holy shit, Zach," you moan out as he sets a slow pace. You kiss down his neck planting hickies as he roughly thrusts in and out of you.

Eventually you couldn't focus on doing anything other than enjoying yourself as Zach started to go faster. "Fuck," you moan as he roughly thrusts inside of you planting kisses everywhere.

You moan as he kisses your neck. You feel Zach's thrust become sloppy meaning he's about to cum, "Cum with me," he breaths out, you nod at his words.

You feel yourself building up, waiting for him and then letting go with Zach as his thrusts come to a stop. "F-fuck," you moan out as you and Zach cum.

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Meanwhile downstair Tara, Alyssa, and Jared were having a conversation wondering where the friends went which led Tara to go upstairs and see having sex.

Tara quietly walked in with a flabbergasted expression before quickly and quietly walking out in disgust.

Tara mentally and physically gagged a little, more like a lot.

She quietly walked out, running downstairs to tell her friends what she had just witnessed.

"Oh my god! their having sex!" Tara shouts in disgust, "Oh c'mon man," Jared groans with disgust dripping from his tone.

"Eww, oh my god," Alyssa exclaims in pure disgust. Tara then went to pick up here drink but quickly put it down still in disgust, "Ugh! I can't even have vodka anymore, they're so disgusting!"

Jared and Alyssa then both give Tara a look knowing that she probably does worse. "I know, I know, I'm one to talk but still," she waves them off.

Tara couldn't believe it when they kissed and now, they were having full blown sex, she had seen things that she never, ever wanted to see from either of the two and now she's scarred for life.

Meanwhile Jared and Alyssa didn't witness the same things, but they were disgusted and shocked just thinking about what was going on up there.

Jared knew something like this would've happened considering the jokes that the two were making but he didn't think it would actually happen, especially today.

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You and Zach breathe deeply as he pulls out and drops down to your side. "Oh my god," you breath out.

"That was the best sex I've ever had," you sigh as Zach nods in agreement. "Yeah," he catches his breath wrapping you both in a blanket to cover yourselves.

You lean into Zach getting comfortable as he catches his breath. You were also very clingy after sex, especially when it was that good and you just wanted to be closer to him before you had to go back downstairs.

Zach glances down at you in wonder but smiles to himself, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You look up at him in adoration, you felt safe in his arms, something you didn't feel often.

"Stop giving me those eyes," Zach speaks up interrupting the comfortable silence, "There are no eyes," you promise.

"Yes, there is, makes me wanna smash our genitals again," you roll your eyes at him but bite down on your lip thinking about doing it again.

"Maybe later," you tell him with a smile causing him to smirk, "Yeah I'm pretty tired," he yawns, "Me too," you nod snuggling into his chest.

You and Zach lay in silence as you comfortably lay your head on Zach's chest slowly drifting off only to be interrupted by who you assume was Tara banging on the door.

"I know you guys aren't having sex! I don't hear Zach's bed squeaking anymore!" Tara shouts. Your cheeks turn red at her statement.

"Actually, we were about to have round two," Zach mutters into your ear sending chills down your pine.

"Go away Tara!" Zach yells in annoyance, "No Y/n and I need to talk! and we have to get ready for this party!" Tara shouts back.

You sigh before nodding, "She's right, Zach. We have to talk,"

"I'll see you later?" you question standing up and gathering your clothes off of the ground, "Yeah,"

You put your clothes back on as Zach puts his back on. Once you finish you turn to Zach, you didn't say anything you stared into his eyes and gave him a passionate kiss before making your way to Tara who waited outside the room.

You turn to look at Zach sending him a small smile as you open his room door before shutting it. "Tara I-"

"I don't want to hear it." she interrupts you as you guys walk downstairs. You nod knowing that she was probably pissed at you and Zach, so you let her continue.

"Although I'm not happy that you're hooking up with Zach, I do know that you like him and if he agrees to take this seriously than I support you guys 100%,"

You look at Tara with confusion written all over your face, "How'd you know that I like Zach?" you question.

"Oh my god it was so obvious and one time you were drunk and said that you couldn't wait to meet him because 'he's soooo hot'" Tara quotes.

"Oh," you let out.

"But still I'm so sorry, I should've never kissed Zach and I should've definitely never had sex with him without telling you and asking how you felt about it." you ramble.

"It's okay, no, I just want you guys to be happy and if it's with each other then so be it," she shrugs, "Really?" you wonder.

"Yes really, go!" you look at her unsure, "Go get your man!" Tara cheers causing you to smile, you give her a quick squeeze before running back upstairs.

"Hi," you breath out, slightly out of breath, when Zach opens his door, "What's up?"

"I talked to Tara and if you're serious about this, about us, then she's okay with," you tell him, "So, when should we have our first date?" he questions causing you to smile.

"How's tomorrow?" you question, "Tomorrow sounds great," he smiles.

"But why wait? I'm free now," he shrugs.

"I have plans," you tell him. "Really? with who?" he wonders.

"Tara." you answer.

"Party starts at nine," you tell him.

"Tomorrow sounds great, I'll pick you up at 7," you smile and pull him into a kiss that he returns, your lips move in sync as Zach hands travel to your waist and slowly down to your ass.

You gasp as he squeezes your ass, you kiss him one last time before walking away with a smile.

You then walk downstairs and apologize to Alyssa and Jared, deeply embarrassed and then leave with Tara to go get ready for the party.

You wore a tight black dress and you and Tara partied all night and woke up the next day with an extreme hangover and pounding headaches.

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It was finally seven o'clock and that meant it was finally time for your date with Zach. He picked you up in his truck, helped you inside, opened the door, made sure you were comfortable, and even let you pick the music.

The date was going great. You guys went out to eat, you talked, and laughed, and eventually came back to your place for some privacy.

You guys watched Disney movies all night and got to know each other a lot more. Zach wasn't as bad as he seemed on camera.

Zach was actually a sweetheart. He was a sweetheart when you guys were alone and acted like an ass when you were in public just to be Zach.

You guys currently were cuddled up in your room watching Ratatouille. You were laying on his chest and he was mostly watching you instead of the movie.

You glance up at him to see him staring at you with a smile, your cheeks turn red causing you to look away, you look up at him again.

"What's up, creepy?" you ask with a teasing tone.

"You're just so beautiful," he sighs, "Very funny, what's really up?" you question.

"Nothing," he shakes his head, you slowly nod turning your attention back to the tv only for Zach to pull you away.

He stares down at your lips, and then into your eyes. You look up at him, wondering what he'll do next.

He brings you into a kiss, gently biting your lip in the process. You kiss back and pull away to tease him but also, so he doesn't take things too far.

You lick your lips as Zach looks at you, gently kissing your neck.

#tara yummy #zach justice #zach justice imagines #zach justice smut #zach justice x reader #dropouts podcast #Youtube

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apclyptc · 3 months

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Zach justice would be so funny with the triplets

i agree! i think it would be fun to see him take them out of their comfort zone, because he definitely wouldn’t sugarcoat anything and just treat them like the 20 year old men they are.

BUT

just the thought of that dumbass fandom on tiktok being like ‘nooo poor triplets 😞 they’re clearly uncomfortable by zach like he’s being inappropriate 😢’

just imagining them tiktok fiends complaining that their content isn’t aimed towards the same audience and how they’ve ChAnGeD makes me never want to see that collab

but i also hope they eventually do as well. i need the crossover event desperately so more ppl start noticing how sexy my man zach is and there will be more and more edits of my podcast daddy

jus my two cents

#apclyptc asks #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x reader #the sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo oneshot #chris sturniolo smut #zach justice #dropouts podcast

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hauntedxchris · 7 days

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Beach baby (part 1)

chrissturniolo!x fem!youtuber

summary: you fall inlove with a youtuber, your a girl and get alot of hate because of it but chris makes it better <3

fluff /angst / possible smut in other parts!! <33

"who's my celebrity crush? oh i love this question! chris sturniolo, like from the sturniolo triplets? he's pretty cute." you say on your stream, hoping it wouldn't affect the fandom of her and the triplets.

"uhh no we've never met, i'm just a small youtuber and started like a year ago. i do know tara yummy as you all know, i was in the trap house before we all split. i know she and nick are texting back and forth!" you say as the comments go crazyyy.

"oh i gotta go y'all, have an amazing day and see you on wensday for the video" you kiss the camera and stop the stream.

as the day starts to end, you go on tiktok to see edits but what you didn't expect is ship edits with you and chris.

user: "oh my godd y/n and chris🤭"

user2:"they should meet already!!"

christophersturniolo: "who's the y/n everyone is stalking me about?"

user3: "CHRIS KNOWS WHO Y/N IS NOW!!"

matthew.sturniolo: "yall what's her ig?"

tarayummyy: "MY BSF AND CHRIS??"

nicolassturniolo: "YOOOO SHE'S SO PRETTY!!"

christophersturniolo started following itz.yn.

matthew.sturniolo started following itz.y/n

nicolassturniolo started following itz.yn

nicolassturniolo: are you the actuall y/n?? I've heard sm about you, i was in your stream last night!

itz.y/n: no way😭🙏🏻🙏🏻 i litteraly love you guys so much!! i didn't know you were in my stream last night?!

nicolassturniolo: we all were y/n! chris might've blushed when you talked about him🤭 but anyway, we should meet up sometime with tara!!

itz.y/n: first of all, yes. you me and tara should meet!! and two, CHRIS SAW ME TALKING ABOUT HIM????? couldn't care to comment😔

nicolassturniolo: we'll talk later we're about to film, me and tara are meeting up tomorrow at my house, come around!! *adress*

itz.y/n: see you then!!

the next day, you got ready for tara to pick you up. you and tara called last night since she knows about the crush on chris. you've known her for what, 7 years and you've always let her know if you like someone.

"BITCH IM HERE" tara yells from downstairs, you gave her an extra key to the house since she's always here.

"UPSTAIRS!!" you yell back.

"come onnnn we have to hang out with nickkkk, also chris and matt are gonna be there." she says as you choke on water.

"and nobody cared to tell me?" you say.

"uhhh well i don't care, you look hot by the way. LET'S. GO." she says and takes your hand to the car as you two drive to the triplets house.

not to forget, CHRIS IS THERE. the person you liked for over a year.

"y/n are you nervous?" tara teases you.

"tara shut up!! im about to meet fucking the sturniolo's? and chris!!!" you groan.

"whomp whomp, get over yourself. maybe he'll fall inlove with you aswell!" she laughs.

"i hate you so much tara." i smile

"i love you too hun!" she smiles back as she puts on silence between songs by madison beer.

"oh did you know madison and the triplets are friends?? you're one step closer to madison now!" i smile at tara.

"oh shit, nick is close with madison right?" she says.

"yesss she's such a sweetheart." i smile.

"okay get over your fangirling, we're here."

estrella speaks!!: MY FIRST EVER FANFICTION😭 you'll get more chapters don't you worry!! y/n and chris?🤭 i love youu

#nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x reader #tara yummy #jake and johnnie #sam and colby #zach justice #trap house #estrella talks!

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montysstuffs · 2 years

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The boys and their kinks 💕

AN: I literally did this in an hour. There’s probably so many mistakes. I’m sorry. Y’all don’t kill me, but I think Nick is an absolute sleaze ball. Y’all saw how rough he was being with our girl Abi! I know Dylan’s isn’t that long and I do apologize. I’ll write more next time!

TW: breeding kink, dacryphilia, body worship, sensory deprivation, humiliation, public play, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), praise kink, edging, overstimulation, role reversal.

Ryan: He’s my bias, you guys. I love him and will not accept any criticism of him.

Body worship: It goes two ways with him. He’s so touch starved (more than he would like to admit). If you kiss him unexpectedly, his mood will instantly change. He wants to touch every inch of you. He grabs hungrily at the fat of your thighs and ass. The shy demeanor completely melting away when you two are alone. Or better yet, dragging your fingernails slowly against his skin, or under his shirt. Makes our sweet boy feral. Sensory deprivation maybe): He wants you to be tied down and blindfolded while you listen to an erotic audio. You bare all to him. This is what he likes the most. None of the fleeting glances. Not undressing you with his eyes. Just you spread eagle and waiting for him. Anticipating his every move. He finally got to look at you in all of your glory. He can’t help himself but to reach out and touch you. His fingertips grazing over your soft belly, towards your hips. He mind softly as your breath hitches. His reaction is to pinch softly at the rolls there. Savoring every whimper you have. He can feel your body heat up in embarrassment. Smiling to himself, he whispers, “it’s okay baby. I’ll take good care of you.” Knowing you can’t hear him was the best part. He could say every obscenity that has ever crossed his mind about you, and you wouldn’t have a clue. Breeding kink: He just can’t help himself. The way you’re panting and moaning under him only makes him want it even more. Besides, you’re so good with kids. A warmth spreads across his body when you are doing activities with the kids. That’s why he’s got you on your back, lookin up at him with those pretty eyes. Tell him that you love him. That he’s so good. As soon as he hears the magic words, he’ll give you every last drop. That’s the ticket

Nick: (y’all when he got bit by a werewolf and became toxic! mean.) He’s an absolute sleaze ball. Literally asks you what kinda panties you’re wearing.

Degrading/praise: This man is so FUCKING VULGAR

“Don’t you hide that cute face from me. i wanna see all of you. I wanna see you make those slutty faces while fuck you.

“Atta girl, take daddy just like that. Let daddy use this body” he has those big hands that cup your face lovingly while his cock splits you open.

Dacryphilia: His favorite position is missionary, so he can see how broken his princess is. It’s quite bittersweet, how he’s so lovingly calling you sweet names. And yet he’s getting his fill of you. It’s almost too much: A perverse smirk crosses his face as he rails into you. Your sniveling was getting him closer and closer to his peak. Your overstimulation resulting in tears should have made him pull away. The tears welling up in your eyes should’ve made him ask what was wrong. But until he hears that safe word, he’ll lick up those tears for you. (Maybe even call you a crybaby while he’s at it). Humiliation: he’s a bit possessive of his territory. possessive boyfriend Nick who always wants to be near you and fill you up with his cum. He’s always stealing your panties when he does so, too. He’s an absolute degenerate. Loves to get a reaction out of his shy girl. Will go as far as pulling you over to the nearest, sturdiest tree, and hiking your skirt/dress up. It’s in the middle of the night, so there’s no chance of anyone catching you. But that doesn’t make it any less exciting. Though, the other counselors may have an idea when you come back to the lodge with

Jacob: I know y’all saw him in that little ass crop top 🥵🥵🥵🥵 and those little ass hoochie daddy shorts. I could just eat him up 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Public play: Has no qualms with taking you anywhere. It’s more of the thought that any of the counselors could hear you, that turns him on. He’ll put his fingers in your mouth to “attempt” to silence you. But you both know that he wants everyone to hear. Role-reversal (I guess?): basically, he loves being topped. He’s already so emotionally vulnerable, but when he’s physically vulnerable like this, he’s in heaven. He loves when you put all of your weight on him when you slam down your hips. Loves how your head is thrown back, revealing your beautiful neck. His first thought is to leave you with so many love bites.

Dylan

I headcanon him to be the biggest sub.

Praise kink: Baby honestly just wants a bit of validation. Tell him how good he’s making you feel. How cute and pretty he is when he’s all flustered and needy for your touches and kisses. Every sarcastic comment flying out of his head once you get him alone. Edging: he loves both giving AND receiving the edging. Keep giving him all your lovin until the last minute, then deny this sweet boy his release. Overstimulation: Right after you allow him his release, milk him for everything he’s worth. His salty tears pricking the corners of his eyes and his heaving chest is what sets you over the edge.

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Blind Faith (Ch. 13)

Chapter Thirteen: The Devil Has Many Disguises

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader

Summary: You take up Zach's offer to have dinner at his apartment.

WARNINGS: attempted assault, getting drugged, losing consciousness, side effects of drugs

A/N: PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! This was a tough chapter to write because I didn't want to write anything too crazy but also not anything not-crazy... this was always in the plan/outline. PLEASE be aware of what you drink when you go out! It's a crazy world. I know this subject can be sensitive. I KNOW. I took this seriously in school and something I always thought was I wish Daredevil was real so sick people could get the justice they deserve! With that said, I hope you like this update, because I can't wait for the next one!

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2 Corinthians 11:14-15 And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light.

Office of Nelson & Murdock

Rain pattered softly against the windows of Nelson & Murdock. It was a quiet and calm day, completely opposite of what you felt inside. Inside, your heart was racing at the thought of your plans tonight, your mind felt like you were thinking a million different things at the same time, and in the pit of your stomach was an excitement you hadn’t felt since the beginning of summer.

A week had gone by since the Bar dinner, and Zach was successful in his attempts to ask you out on a date—was it a date? Tonight, you were to go to his apartment just a little uptown to have dinner and discuss all things LSAT and law school. What really won you over was his genuineness, even over the phone.

Gone was the slightly cocky, sure-of-himself lawyer you met at the dinner. Instead, Zach actually seemed shy and sweet on the phone. He blamed his attitude on the alcohol, which you’ll admit, you blamed yours on that as well. If you were comfortable enough to come to his apartment, he offered to have dinner there and show you his library of law school books and whatnot.

“Excited for tonight?” Karen asked as she walked past your desk to drop off a few files for you to input into the system. She smiled and sat on the corner of your desk, pushing a strawberry blonde strand behind her ear.

“I am,” you admitted, feeling your cheeks turn hot. You spoke in a low voice, so Matt or Foggy couldn’t hear. “I mean, a free fancy dinner and LSAT help? It really can’t get that much better for me right now.”

“I’m sure you’ll have a good time,” Karen said. “Text me, though, if you feel uncomfortable at all or if the date seems to be going wrong, or if he just grosses you out. I’ve had my fair share of dipping on dates early.”

You laughed, “Well, let’s hope it doesn’t go down like that.”

Karen told you more about the files she dropped on your desk—most of them didn’t have to be put in until Monday, and instead you could use most of the day to read and learn them first. Foggy came out of his office, whooshing past you and Karen, and straight into Matt’s office.

Matt locked himself in his office all week, seemingly avoiding any small talk or conversations. He must’ve been busy with his cases—there were a lot more coming in this week—or so you thought. No, Matt’s mind was occupied with something else, something that’s been slowly eating at him since the Bar dinner last week.

He sits in his office quietly, one earbud connected to his Orbit reader, the other trying not to eavesdrop on your conversation with Karen, but who was he kidding? He knows Zach has been reaching out to you the entire week, trying to invite you to his apartment for dinner… but something wasn’t right. Matt didn’t know what it was, but something didn’t feel right.

So what did he do? What he does best—investigate that annoying, hard-to-ignore intuition. Earlier this week, he decided to pay a visit to Landman & Zack on his lunch break without telling anyone. Like clockwork, Zach’s been calling you right at 1:00 p.m.

Matt was able to listen in from the third floor of Landman & Zack’s building, from the inside of a broom closet, all the way up to the 10th floor where Zach’s office was.

“Hello?”

“Miss __,”

“Is this Zach?”

“It sure is,” he chuckled lightly over the phone.

“How can I help you, Zach?”

“Well, I—I haven’t stopped thinking of our meeting at the dinner last week. I was wondering if I could see you again.”

“You were, were you?”

“Yes,” Zach said, with a hint of impatience only Matt could hear. “I was.”

“Hmm.”

“I was serious about the LSAT help, but I was also thinking we could combine dinner with that, at my apartment uptown?”

“I’m not usually one to go to someone’s house on a first date.”

“None of that,” Zach shook his head. “I just want to help, that’s all. And treat you to dinner, of course.”

It wasn’t the way Matt could hear Zach tapping a pencil on his desk, or the way Matt knew the palms of his hands were sweaty that was off-putting, but it was the way Zach’s heart was beating when he spoke those last few lines to you—about wanting to help.

He was lying.

And since that moment, Matt’s been contemplating what the right thing to do was. So, by locking himself in his office and avoiding your presence, he thought the answer would come to him—well, it was clear, but it was a matter of whether he should ignore it or not. He listens to you as you gush to Karen about your plans with Zach tonight. He doesn’t realize how tightly he’s clenching his jaw until Foggy walks into his office, seemingly picking up on what your plans are.

“Hey man,” Foggy greets casually, “can we talk?” Matt leans forward on his desk as Foggy shuts his door.

“What’s up?” Matt asks.

“I didn’t want to ask to be weird, so I figured I’d come to you. Did—what happened at the Bar dinner last week? We sort of talked about it, but I don’t think I got the full scope,” Foggy explained, gesturing to you and Karen.

Matt sighed and ran his hand over his cheek in annoyance. “We ran into an old colleague of ours,” Matt said with a forced smile, “Zachary Zack.”

“I gathered that, but—is—don’t tell me that asshole is coming onto her,” Foggy said. He runs his hand through his long blonde locks. “That guy got everything handed to him at that firm because of his father! And now, he thinks he can just cozy up to one of our employees and bribe her to leave us?”

“He’s not bribing her, Fog—he’s trying to win her over, see her—I don’t know,” Matt said exasperated. “You should’ve heard him at the party. He’s the same pompous asshole as he always was.”

“What, you mean like ask her out on a date?” Foggy asked with concern. “He asked her out, and that’s what she and Karen are talking about?”

Matt nodded his head slowly. Hearing it said out loud caused Matt to feel an uncomfortable rush in his chest. He hands turned to fists as he took a deep breath.

“He gave her his number at the party. I’m assuming she must’ve messaged him because he’s been calling her every day. Yesterday, he finally asked her to dinner at his apartment and to help her with the LSAT.”

“Jesus…” Foggy sighed. “I mean, I don’t want to scare her or tell her what to do, but Zack was bad news back then. I wouldn’t want him to hurt her or take advantage—what’s his intention?”

“I don’t know,” Matt said cooly. “But I do know he lied to her about wanting to help.”

“Lied—how do you know?”

Matt sighed and took off his dark red glasses.

“The other day, I took my lunch and decided to go to Landman & Zack, right before I knew he would call her. I…listened to their conversation and could hear Zach’s heartbeat. He was lying, Foggy,” Matt whispered. “I don’t like that.”

“What should we do?” Foggy asked.

“Not we,” Matt shook his head. “What am I going to do.”

“God Matt,” Foggy shook his head, “you really think it could be that serious?”

“I don’t know,” Matt answered. “Just to make sure she’s safe, I’ll follow her. That’s all. If he seems fine, then I’ll leave. Maybe his heartbeat was a product of nerves asking her.”

“Maybe,” Foggy said. “Well, be careful. And make sure she’s safe.”

Matt nodded as Foggy left the room. He sat there for a moment, thoughts swimming in his head—he thought of the last night you banished him from his life, as the man in the mask, as Daredevil, as your savior. He thought of the very first night he ever met you, the first night you shared on your rooftop. This wasn’t about his feelings for you anymore, or his heartache, or yours—it was about making sure you were safe.

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Entering the last case in the system, you nervously watched as the clock finally struck 5:00 p.m. Karen was gathering her bags and jacket and Foggy was almost halfway out the door. He stopped in Matt’s office for something and then wished you a good weekend, and to be safe.

“You too, Fog,” you smiled. He looked at you with a soft expression before heading out. Karen walked by your desk to wish the same thing.

“Let me know how it goes,” she said quietly. “Great job today, by the way.”

“Thank you,” you blushed. “Have a good weekend!”

She said goodbye to Matt and shut the door quietly. You finished typing your last sentence before you began to pack your own things up.

Zach said to come by his apartment anytime after work, so you weren’t going to put pressure on yourself to get ready in a rush. Though, you did want to get there at around eight o’clock.

As you were about to head out, you noticed Matt was still sitting at his desk, hunched over a pile of papers, running his fingers over the braille. He was so concentrated, you weren’t sure if you should slip out or wish him a good weekend. He may have felt your presence, you weren’t sure, but he looked up behind his dark red glasses as you stood in the doorway.

“Heading out?” Matt asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Just wanted to say goodbye and have a good weekend. Got any plans?”

Matt chuckled a little as if to say, me, plans?

“Not really,” Matt answered. “Think I’ll take this weekend to relax, maybe catch up on work.”

“You’re always working,” you smiled and spoke softly. “Why don’t you take a break and actually relax?”

“I take a break, the cases pile up even more,” Matt said. “Do you have any plans?”

“Not much going on. I am—I’m going to have dinner with that old colleague of yours, Zach?” You told Matt. “Took him up on his offer to help me with studying. He’s making dinner, too.”

“Hm,” Matt replied, “that’s good. A date?”

“I’m not sure,” you laughed nervously. Telling Matt these things treaded weird territory, but you felt comfortable enough to talk to him like this. You remembered that night outside of Josie’s when you confided in him about your savior. “What was he like? When you worked with him, I mean. How was he?”

Matt shifted in his seat. You wanted to say never mind, but then he started to speak.

“He was… loud.”

“Don’t hold back now,” you smirked.

“He was a little pretentious. I don’t know if you know, but his father is the elder Zack. I never worked that closely with him, but everyone knew who he was.”

“Hm,” you answered thoughtfully, “why did you and Foggy leave?”

“We didn’t agree with how they ran their firm,” Matt said.

“Interesting,” you replied. “Well, I guess I’ll let you know if he’s still pretentious.”

“I’m sure not much has changed,” Matt laughed, “But I hope it goes well. I really, really do.”

With that, you smiled once more at Matt, before leaving him alone in his office.

⠋⠁⠊⠞⠓ Uptown 8 PM

Zach’s apartment was a little bit uptown, but not much. Just like you were stunned at the venue of the Bar dinner, your reaction to his apartment was no different. On the 12th floor, his apartment had a beautiful view of Manhattan, especially at night—the building lights twinkled as you looked out his giant living room windows. He had an open floor plan, so when you first walked in you basically saw almost all of his apartment. To the right was a kitchen with a white marble countertop, and to the left was a small dining room with the same countertop. In front was the large living room, and beautiful large windows.

He was in his kitchen, keeping an eye on the linguine he was boiling. That and the shrimp in the pan smelled delicious.

“Like the view?” He called from the kitchen. Separating you was his large living space, with a tan suede moon crescent-shaped couch. The ceiling had a diamond chandelier and a glass coffee table. You were happy you opted to wear a white silk shirt and matching skirt. For some reason, you had a feeling his apartment would be minimalistic and classy.

“I do,” you answered, “but nothing I haven’t seen before.”

He laughed as he stirred the pasta. “Guess the view of the city all depends on where you stand. Wait til I show you my library.” You looked at him—he wore a white button-down shirt and khakis. His blonde hair looked more warm in the lighting.

“The library,” you repeated. “Where all your law books are?”

“And even more,” he smiled brightly—his chiseled smile caused goosebumps to form on your arms. “Do you want some chardonnay?”

“Please,” you accepted his offer. He turned the stove on medium heat before grabbing a brand new bottle from his separate wine cellar. Bringing out two large wine glasses, you watched as he poured you the cold, golden liquid.

“Say when,” he said, catching your eyes. Your heart leaped.

“When,” you smiled.

Zach raised his glass—you mirrored him as the wine glasses clinked. He held your gaze for a moment before you both took a sip of wine. It tasted sweet. You blushed and looked away.

Suddenly, the pot on the stove overflowed. Zach immediately turned the stove down and took the lid off the pot, scratching the back of his head.

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly, “I’m not much of a chef. Why don’t I show you the library now?”

You laughed, sort of caught off guard by how he seemed unsure of himself. Taking another sip of wine, you nodded your head.

He walked you down a narrow hallway in his apartment. At the end of the hall was a glass door, away from the view of the city. When Zach pressed a light switch on the wall, the room lit up a soft glow and your reaction was similar to the first time you saw the giant blue whale hanging in the middle of the Museum of Natural History. You were in awe.

“The rest of the collection is at my dad’s,” Zach laughed as he watched you gape in the room. Against each wall were bookshelves lined with the most beautiful leather-bound books. Between blank spaces were the scales of justice, or a mini statue of lady justice. At the front of the room was a long mahogany desk with two lamps on either side and a quill and ink bottle for style. You gravitated towards it, running your fingers over the smooth wood.

“Where are the LSAT books? Could we take a look?”

“When dinner’s over and we have some more drinks in us,” Zach smiled. Part of your heart fell from disappointment, but it made sense to not rush into what you came here for. Plus, you were really hungry. And this wine was delicious.

By the time you made it back to the kitchen, you finished your wine. You took a seat in a golden chair at the marble table and looked at this side of the room. There was a long mirror against the wall and some house plants in each corner. Zach wasn’t much for decorating, you could tell.

With his back to you in the kitchen, Zach poured you another glass of chardonnay. He brought you your glass before he went back and prepared two plates of shrimp linguine. You drank from the wine glass and started to feel that familiar buzz wine gave you.

“Dinner’s served,” Zach smiled as he sat in the seat next to you. It smelled delicious—you wasted no time twisting your fork in the pasta and taking your first bite with a small piece of shrimp.

“This is amazing,” you breathed, “wow.”

“Thank you,” Zach nodded, “it's a recipe from my grandmother. It goes perfectly with the chardonnay.”

“It really does,” you said, taking another sip of the wine. “I’m actually not much of a wine drinker, but I do enjoy it occasionally with dinner.”

“I love it,” Zach smiled.

“So, I have a question,” you began. “What was it like working with my bosses?”

“Nelson and Murdock?” Zach questioned, “I didn’t work with them that closely. They weren’t even there that long. To be honest, they seemed a little too soft for this field.”

“Woah,” you said in defense, “these are my bosses you’re talking about—be careful, Zack,” you squinted your eyes playfully. Zach shrugged his shoulders, seemingly serious about what he was saying.

“Being a lawyer isn’t all about justice. I learned that the hard way,” Zach said, “it’s more than just lady justice and good vs. evil. It’s a business. You’ll learn that in law school.”

You didn’t agree with what he said. The whole point of the justice system was to serve justice—it’s not all business and it’s not all money.

“Maybe it’s business for Landman & Zack, but not for Nelson & Murdock,” you gently argued.

“That’s why our building is on Fifth Ave and yours is off a corner in the Kitchen,” he said rather smugly. Not wanting to push the matter further—clearly, there was some weird tension between Zach and your bosses--you smiled and took another bite of linguine.

After your next sip of wine, you placed the glass next to your plate, and there was something unsettling about the way the liquid splashed on the glass. You watched curiously as if in slow motion, as the cold wine splashed outside the wine glass and on the back of your hand. You felt an inclination to react, but you sat there, staring in confusion.

“You okay?” You heard Zach’s voice, which strangely sounded muffled. Were you drunk already, after only one and a half glasses in? You knew wine could have this effect on you—your wine drunk was different from your tequila drunk—but why were you such a lightweight tonight?

“Yeah,” you said or tried to say—your voice felt like it was a thousand miles away from you, and you were still staring at the glass and your hand covered in the sweet, sticky liquid. Did you even hear your voice? Were you going deaf? Where did this loud ringing sound come from?

You watched as Zach dabbed your hand with a napkin. You flinched at his touch and tried to bring your hand close to you, but it felt like it weighed a ton. You couldn’t move it. It was like when your arm fell asleep from sleeping on it wrong—not even a pinch you could feel. Your eyes fell to your shrimp linguine, which suddenly was nauseating to look at, even smell. The linguine noodles looked like a bowl of just yellow, with a few orange dots that tried to be shrimp. You shut your eyes, blinked really hard, and opened them to feel even more dizzy.

“Something’s not right,” you said weakly, so softly you weren’t even sure Zach heard you. Your tongue felt thick. Your heart started to pound, no, hammer in your chest—not a rapid beat from adrenaline, but an agonizingly slow and steady beat—you could hear it in your ears, your pulse, like a hammer was hitting your chest from the inside, telling you that something wasn’t right. An impending feeling of fear washed over you like an ice-cold wave, but at the same time, everything started to feel too hot.

“Let’s lay you down,” Zach’s muffled voice said. You tried to get up from the seat but even that was too difficult. You could barely hold onto the armchairs. Zach expertly got up and pulled your seat out, lifting you from behind. You stood on your feet but nearly fell over the table. Your glass of wine spilled across the table, the glass shattering into pieces. “Let’s lay you down,” he says again.

“I don’t feel good,” you slurred. It was the strangest thing you’ve ever felt, a mix of terror and confusion. You were still wondering how you ended up so drunk, and why you suddenly felt a strong urge to go home. You could barely walk, let alone stand. Zach was practically dragging you to the long, suede couch. And you’re not sure if you tripped, but you flung onto the couch and landed on your side, feeling your whole body weigh you down like you were made of sand bags. Your heart was still hammering slowly in your chest, and you felt like you were sinking. Sinking into doom, into fear, into an abyss you couldn’t crawl out of. Sinking in a dream you couldn’t wake up from.

The only way you could describe it was like being in the middle of a terrible, terrible nightmare—the worst you could think of—and just as things were about to get terrifying, just as whatever dream-maker had control over your dreams was going to commence the final act of doom, you think you will wake up to sweet relief and reality—except, the nightmare keeps going, and this is your reality. Tunnel vision now. You can barely see.

“You said you wanted to lay down,” Zach appeared over your head now, his once-blue eyes now beady as he looked down at you. His fingers felt meaty as they forced you to look up at him. You furrowed your brows—I wanted to lay down? I asked?—you tried to wipe your hair out of your face but an unpleasant grip took your wrist and threw it above your head. You felt heavy, numb, powerless.

“Shh,” Zach cooed in a sing-song voice, “it’s okay, you wanted this. Remember?” He’s leaning over you now, and you’re watching as he begins to unbutton your white shirt.

You don’t remember. You don’t remember how you ended up on the couch, and his voice made you turn your face and push into the soft velvet cushion, away from him, an attempt to escape. An attempt to have any kind of control. To hide.

And then suddenly, his body weight on top of you was gone, like an intense pressure on your chest immediately disappearing.

You looked at the soft, suede, tan-colored couch. The sort of color that reminds you of old peeling wallpaper in a doctor’s office; uninviting, ugly, yellow and dry. Before, the color of this couch was ordinary—but with your cheek pressed against it and you lying on your side, you see the color for what it is. Boring, ugly, and something you absolutely hate to look at. And you want to hold onto anything familiar in your mind—a familiar feeling, a familiar image, but you can’t. You’re breathing heavily, and your eyes feel like they weigh a ton. You struggle to keep them open but now the room looks like it's spinning from the way you lie—like a washing machine. You see a figure in black moving around before black is simply all you see.

Hell’s Kitchen 12 AM

The first thing you wake up to is your uncontrollable shaking. It reminds you of a time when you were in middle school and you came down with the flu. You remembered being wrapped in a hoodie and sweatpants and socks, under thick blankets, and shivering like you were out in the cold. Your mom brought you chicken soup and your dad put on your favorite cartoon. There was a huge difference between then and now. You were shivering, but there wasn’t that familiar feeling of home. Only panic.

Your eyes shoot open and it takes you a moment to realize you’re not in a room you recognize—your eyes first land on dojo-type sliding doors, a soft glow coming behind them. You look around a little more, and there’s not much in the room except for a wooden armoire tucked in the corner and tiny windows in the front. Bright, neon lights shine through them before they disappear again. You shut your eyes once more. It’s then you realize you have an IV in your arm. A strange, tight pinch in the middle of your arm, on your most delicate skin.

You shoot up in bed, shaking, and your head pounding. The bed you were in must be king-size, covered in dark silk sheets. Black or dark blue, you couldn’t tell. You’ve never slept in silk sheets before. At the edge of the bed are more folded blankets, and you immediately grab them, desperate for some more warmth. Throwing them over yourself, you immediately lay back down, cautious of the IV in your arm. Your teeth started to clatter.

You’ve been wanting to avoid the only answer that brought you here. You didn’t even want to say his name, think of him, or that God-awful voice he used…

Tears welled in your eyes—you can’t remember much other than that. You don’t remember how it happened, all you know now was you were in bed, with an IV in your arm. Tears streamed down your face, and the familiar hammering heartbeat started in your chest again. It wasn’t from terror, but sadness. You felt so incredibly sad, and you didn’t know why. Your whole body felt weak and cold. Your chest felt heavy.

You jumped when you saw the dojo doors slide open slightly. Wiping your tears and holding your breath, you looked around nervously for a weapon to use against whoever stood behind the doors.

You felt immense relief and confusion when you saw your savior step into the room—his room, you concluded. It had been months since you’d seen him, the lightness that filled your chest was telling you—that you missed him, so much. But what strange circumstances were you in now?

“M-Mike?” God, even your voice was quivering and hard to mask. “What—you brought me here?”

He was silent in his movements, his face half covered and in his usual black outfit. You were relieved it was him but confused all the same. Did he know where you were? How? Did he save you?

Of course, he did.

“Yes,” he said, slowly walking over to you. You flinched, for some reason, like second nature as he got closer. He stopped in his movements and held up his hands. “It’s me. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know,” you said in a shaky voice, pulling your knees to your chest. “I don’t know why I flinched.“

“It’s okay,” he said softly. “Can I sit next to you?”

“Yeah,” you answered weakly, more like a desperate plea. “Yes.”

“Okay,” he nodded, and you scooted over a little to give him room. The bed dipped when he sat down. You stayed in your fetal position, shaking. You wanted to reach up and touch him, but you were all too weak. “How do you feel?” He asked, even though he knew the answer was obvious.

“I can’t stop shaking like I have a fever,” you said. “My head is pounding. My throat is dry.”

“You do have a fever, but the IV is helping bring it down,” your savior explained softly.

“Did you hook me up to it?”

He shook his head. “No. A friend did.”

“Mike,” you whispered, “what happened to me?” Your voice cracked at your question, and your savior’s throat bobbed, like this was hard for him, too.

“Nothing happened to you,” he said softly. “I didn’t let him.”

“Did he… I felt like everything was fine and then suddenly I couldn’t walk. Did he slip my drink something?”

Your savior didn’t speak, he only nodded. “You’re experiencing the side effects now. It’ll be in your system for 12 hours, but the IV is flushing it out.”

“Oh my, God,” you cried, “oh my, God,” you cried into his silk pillow, feeling something tighten in your chest. You felt his warm hand on your shoulder, caressing your skin. You sobbed, hiccuping cries, and your savior stayed there, holding your arm.

“__,” he said your name after your cries softened. “You’re with me.”

You opened your eyes and wiped your tears, looking at your savior. Slowly drawing his hand away from you, he reached behind the back of his head and pulled his black mask loose. With his head down, he slowly drew it back and off his face, and you swore you couldn’t tell if you believed who you saw or if the drug's side effects were still in your system because you were looking at Matt Murdock right in his hazel-brown eyes.

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ᴾᵀ.¹ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

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Female Reader x Zach Justice

warnings: cursing, sexual jokes made by Zach ofc, kissing, making out, hickies.

requested!

❝𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.❞

Y/n Y/l/n is just a normal girl who so happens to be best friends with the Tara Yummy, a friend who became a famous YouTuber, they had been friends since they were in the eighth grade.

They had met when Y/n moved to where Tara lived (idk where that is) and went to the same middle school and high school.

The two had met through a friend and became the best of friends.

They still talk to this day.

Tara then decided to invite her best friend onto the podcast she was on, dropouts, with her co-hosts Zach Justice and Jared Bailey.

Zach had been looking for a new guest to have on the podcast and thought it'd be a good idea to invite her best friend.

Y/n immediately agreed and prepared herself by watching the podcast and paying attention to Tara's costars.

From what she had watched Zach seemed like a sarcastic asshole and Jared seemed like a sweetheart and Tara just seemed like Tara.

Y/n and Tara were very similar. They said and did similar things.

They both loved to party, drink, and talk, they both were in love with Sugar.

Y/n patiently waited for the days to pass till she could meet these guys and see her best friend.

After a few days passed she had finally reunited with her best friend after a few months.

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

The next day you woke up bright and early to get ready for your day. You took a shower, brushed your teeth, washed your hair, styled your hair, made some breakfast, and then waited for Tara.

She had decided to come pick you up from your house so you could spend some time together before you meet her friends.

You waited in your kitchen until you heard the doorbell room causing you to shoot up and out of your seat.

Running to the front door revealing Tara and Sugar.

"Hii!" you shriek in excitement to see the both of them, "Oh my god, hi! it's been forever!" Tara exclaims, placing Sugar down on the floor.

Tara pulls you into a tight hug, you immediately hug back squeezing her.

"I missed you so much!" Tara says with a huge grin.

"I missed you too, we need to hang more," as a smile makes its way onto your face.

"Yeah, we do," she nods, "But we have to go before we're late and Zach yells at us," she adds with a tight-lipped smile causing you to laugh.

"Let's go," you state grabbing your phone and purse before walking out the door with Sugar and Tara following after you.

You quickly look the door before you and Tara run over to her car and take off to Zach and Jared's house.

"So, how've you been?" you ask as Sugar sits on your lap causing you to pet his head, "I've good, a little busy, but now that I'm not we can hang out." she tells you.

"Actually, there's a party that I got invited to, you should come with me, it'll be like old times," she adds.

"I don't know..." you trail off.

"C'mon it'll be fun," she begs with a smile.

"Okay fine, how could I say no to a party?" you question, "What time is it?"

"9 o'clock" she responds.

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

After quite some time of driving to Zach and Jared's house and catching up with Tara. You guys finally arrived.

Tara rang the doorbell as you and Sugar walk around so he can use the bathroom.

Once he did, he slowly walked over to Tara with you trailing behind him with his leash in hand.

The door opens to reveal Zach Justice.

He was a lot taller than you excepted, way taller than Jake, Tara's ex-boyfriend, which you were not expecting, like at all.

Hotter in person too.

That was a teeny tinny detail that you didn't mention to Tara.

She had asked about your impression of the boys on camera, and you did not mention that to her, but you did tell her everything else.

"Hi, how are you?" you greet with a smile, looking up at his tall figure. "Pretty good," he nods, "How are you?" he asks, "Good," you nod in agreement, sensing an awkward tension.

"I-I'm Y/n," you breath out trying not to stutter. "Zach," he says sticking his hand out, "Yeah.. I know, I-I mean I watch the podcast and Tara's told me a lot about you," you correct yourself.

"Y/n's more of a hugger." Tara reminds him, "Right," he nods opening his arms for a hug.

You lean closer into him and pull him into a short hug, you could smell the cologne linger on is shirt.

You wondered if he put it on for you? you were probably looking into too much, but your teeny crush on him had grown and you were kind of hoping that was the case.

You two pull away, letting your eyes linger on each other's before he invites you in with a small smile.

You walk in with the two plus Sugar following close behind.

As Zach and Tara greet each other with a hug you glance around his huge house. It's pretty big, as you look around you see Jared.

The one you've heard so much about. "Hi," he greets with his signature smile, "Hi, Y/n," you say returning the smile, "It's nice to meet you," he tells you reaching for a hug.

"It's nice to meet you too," you smile into the hug. "Let me give you tour, yeah?" Jared offers, "Yeah sure," you nod with a smile.

Jared then starts giving you a tour, as you follow him around with Sugar. "And this is my room," he stops, you nod as you look around, "Very nice," you tell him.

Smiling at him, "Alyssa should be here any minute," you nod, following him downstairs to see Tara and Zach standing in the kitchen, just talking.

"Just so you know, Zach's jokes are gonna be..." Jared trails off stopping on the last step, "So I've heard," you tell him, remembering everything Tara warned you about.

"Just wanna say I'm sorry on his behalf in advance," he smiles, "It's okay, honestly, I not the type to take something small to heart," you tell him before walking into the kitchen.

Just as Jared told you to sit down the doorbell rang, Jared walks over to the front door opening it to reveal Alyssa.

Alyssa walks into the kitchen waving to everyone but mainly greeting you with a hug and a smile that you return.

You two start a small conversation, everyone was just talking have a good time until Zach announces, "Great, now we can start,"

Tara rolls her eyes walking into podcast room, "Y/n you sit in Tara's seat today," says Zach as he walks in.

You sit down in Tara's seat as everyone else sits in their original seats, minus Tara who sits beside you.

"Zach you might wanna help Y/n," Jared points out.

"Oh right," Zach replies standing up, walking about two steps over to you to help you with your headphones making sure they're good.

"Is that good?" he asks holding onto the headphones just in case you need any more help, you glance up at him and nod, "Yeah," staring deep into his eyes.

You awkwardly clear your throat once he pulls away taking his seat.

The cameras then start rolling and Zach starts talking, "What's up guys? welcome to episode ### of dropouts. This week we have Tara Yummy's childhood best friend, Y/n."

"Hi," you awkwardly say not knowing what to say. Zach then introduces the Patreon telling everyone to go subscribe.

"Little Alyssa you better play the intro music or I'm gonna snap your neck," Zach threatens Alyssa causing your eyes to widen.

Tara hums along to the intro music as you awkwardly bop your head, smiling at Tara as she dances.

"So, Y/n how long have you known Tara?" Zach asks getting straight to the point, "Since the eighth grade," you answer.

"Now why did you become friends?" he asks squinting his eyes, "Honestly just because of her personality," you tell him with a shrug.

"How did you become friends?" he questions, "Well, we had a mutual friend," going to continue but Tara buts in, "Who we are no longer friends with," Tara points out.

"May I ask why?"

"She was fake," you answer as Tara nods in agreement, "Luckily we met before we found that out," you add.

"But we basically met through her, and we really hit it off, we became really close and then when we later found out that this friend was fake, we continued to be friends,"

"Yeah, and now we're best friends," Tara smiles, "Yup." you smile back looking at her with adoration.

Zach then asked about this friend, you let Tara explain watched as she talked.

"The way that Y/n looks at Tara is like an old married couple just admiring her wife," Zach cuts in, "Y/n looks at everyone like that," Tara shrugs.

"Like what?" you question not knowing what they were talking about, "We talked about this before," Tara tells you.

"The way you look at... anyone, really, is just like so adorable, your eyes are just filled with like, love, you just have those eyes," Tara explains.

"I see it," Jared nods.

"Yeah, like whenever you're really focused on someone talking, you just look like you're in love," Tara explains.

"I love my friends," you shrug, "I know and that's why you have that look on your face right now," Tara smiles.

"You're telling me she looks at everyone like that?" Jared questions, "I guess so," you shrug.

"Well, no, it depends, she looks at most people like that but if she really, really likes you, like if she has a crush on you, she's gonna look at you like she's in love, but if you're just a friend or best friend, like me, she'll look at you like that,"

Jared nods and Zach speaks up, "Should we bring in a celebrity crush?"

"Uh, no." you immediately shake your head with a stern tone causing Tara to laugh, having an idea on who it is.

"Who is your celebrity crush?" Tara questions, "I'll tell you later," you tell her in a whisper as Tara lets out a laugh.

The podcast continues with questions, sexual jokes, and Zach just being Zach.

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

The podcast was going really good, Zach made a few sexual jokes, leaving you shocked, but you didn't mind them, you honestly thought they were hilarious.

So, you tried your best to respond and see if you could push Zach and piss him off or shock him.

"It's hot in here," Tara complains, fanning herself with her hand, before adding, "The sexual tension in here is really making me sweat,"

You send her a look already knowing what she's talking about.

Zach had been either very good at joking or he was definitely sending you signals, he was smirking, winking, making those jokes.

It made you a little delusional and think he was seriously flirting with you, but that was just his persona, so you knew it might've just meant nothing.

"Yeah, we should probably turn on the AC," Jared nods causing you to roll your eyes.

You turn back to Zach to try and see what he's thinking. You're very good at reading people and you figured you'd be able to read him, but he just flat out said it.

"I mean if you see sexual tension, maybe we could y'know," Zach says jerking his head in your direction, causing your eyes to widen in shock as he winks.

"Wow," you breath out, freezing at his words.

"You broke the poor girl," Jared tells Zach.

"I'm just suggesting," Zach shrugs, "Y/n!" Tara shouts getting your attention.

"Mhm?" you hum, "You okay?" Zach asks, "Yeah," you nod.

"Just..." you trail off trying to find the right words, "Disgusted?" "Annoyed?" Tara and Jared ask.

"Flabbergasted," you correct.

"Most people are," Zach nonchalantly shrugs.

"I see that..."

"You wanna see something else?" Zach questions glancing down at his pants, causing your eyes to once again widen.

"Should we leave?" Tara asks, "Yeah, that would be great." Zach deadpans, "Um, so yeah, anyways, Y/n?"

"Yes, Zach?"

"How you liking the pod so far?" Jared questions, "Um... it's good," you hesitantly reply, glancing at Zach.

"Got something else that's better," Zach butts in with a small smirk. "Zach!" Tara exclaims in disgust.

"C'mon man. She's never gonna want to come back," Jared tells Zach with a stern tone. "She'll be coming alright," Zach nods.

"Holy fuck man!" Jared shouts. "You're fucking disgusting," Tara mutters into the mic, holding it close.

"I know," Zach nods, taking a sip of his water.

"Y/nnnn" Zach sings into his mic, "Yes Zach?" you question completely out of it, as you think back to Zach's comments.

Visions of Zach hands wrapped around you run throughout your mind.

His hands lips travel down your neck, making you let out breathily moans of pain and pleasure.

He looks deep into your eyes before pulling you into a kiss.

You kiss back, breathing heavily as his hands travel from your waist down to your ass, squeezing it hard, causing you to gasp.

He kisses down your neck and all the way down to your stomach causing you to squirm under him as he slowly starts to take off your pants.

"You okay? breathing alright?" he questions, drawing you out of your thoughts.

You snap your head in his direction, realizing that your breathing was heavy. The thoughts in your head felt so real that you couldn't even breath.

"Need some CPR? I'd be more than happy to-" Zach adds getting interrupted by Tara, "No!" she shouts.

"I'm okay," you tell him.

But you did not mind getting CPR from Zach, it would fill part of the void that had appeared. You guys continued playing the game you were playing, smash or pass.

The podcast soon came to an end. You had gotten to know a little bit about Zach and Jared, and their sex life's and they got to know a whole lot about you and your sex life.

Your sex life wasn't like Tara's, you didn't hook up with numerous of guys, you just stood home. Waiting for the right guy, to find you.

Or for you to find them.

Y/n set the headphones onto the black pole thing, letting them rest before looking around the room. Tara ran off to the bathroom, leaving you and the guys plus Alyssa.

Alyssa excused herself as she got a phone call. Jared left you and Zach alone sensing that Zach wanted to talk?

"So..." you trail off.

"Did you like it? filming with us I mean." Zach questions.

"It was definitely... something.." you sigh with a shrug, "But I did like it," you add.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're a funny guy," you compliment with a smile, "Thank you," he smirks, making you immediately regret complimenting him because you probably fueled his ego.

"Can I get you a drink or something?" he questions, "Sure," you nod, following him into the kitchen.

"What would you like?" Zach asks, "Uh, water's fine," you shrug and nod. Zach grabs you a water bottle from the fridge and hands it to you, letting his hand linger on yours.

You stare down at your hands, admiring them together, before awkwardly pulling away.

You clear your throat wanting to ask about the jokes he made, wondering if they were just jokes.

"Zach."

"Yeah?" he looks up.

"Did you mean anything by those jokes?" you ask.

Deep down when you walked through those doors and Zach first saw you, he thought you were the most gorgeous girl he had ever met, and he could not take his eyes off of you.

Zach made the jokes hoping you'd overthink and try to read between the lines, which you did.

He wanted to get to know you and you had already had a crush on him.

"Yeah I did." he nods with a small smile.

You look deep into his eyes trying to see if he's joking or lying, but you didn't see anything other than his smile, that melted your heart.

"And I want to get to know you,"

You let out a quiet sigh and nod, "I want that too,"

"So should be find out if you'll be coming back for more?" he smirks making your eyes widen in shock, but you decide to be bold and step forward.

You place both hands on the side of his face, dragging him down towards you. Your lips just centimeters away from each other's.

You draw him close and plant your lips on his. Zach reciprocates and moves his lips in sync with yours.

His hands move from his sides to squeezing your waist, to roughly squeezing your ass causing you to let out a soft moan.

Meanwhile your hands travel from his cheeks to his neck.

Zach hands cup underneath your ass, letting out a small grunt as he lifts you up with ease, you wrap your legs around his waist as you guys continue kissing.

He sits you down on the counter, fully making out with you.

"What about Tara or anyone else walking in?" you breath out, pulling away ever so slightly, "Shhh," he whispers, "Don't worry about that,"

Zach trails kisses down your neck until you hear a Tara yelling, causing you to jump back and almost hit your head on the counter.

"Y/n! we have to get going soon we have to get ready... for the party..." she stops as she walks in the kitchen to see you guys making out.

"Holy fuck." she mutters in shock and disgust before slapping a hand over her mouth.

"Tara it's not what it looks like," you assure her causing her to give you a 'seriously?' look causing you to add, "Okay it's exactly what it looks, just let me explain."

"We eat off of that counter!" she cries in disgust.

"Sorry?" you apologize with a questioning tone and expression.

"I'll leave you two to sucking each other's faces off," she awkwardly gestures with her hands, excusing herself before making her way out of the kitchen.

Zach shrugs and turns back to kiss you, but you pull away, shove him and hop off of the counter, "I'm sorry, Zach but I feel bad, I have to go explain and apologize,"

You try to walk out, you felt bad, you had just made out with your best friend's other best friend, and you knew Tara was very understandable, but you couldn't not apologize to her.

She's your best friend and you just kissed her best friend and now you feel like shit.

Zach stops you, spinning you towards him, "You can apologize later," he lifts you up, into his arms before throwing you over his shoulder.

"Zach!" you slap his back as he carries you up the stairs and to his room.

"Later," he tells you as he opens his room door.

He sets you down in his room before pulling you into another kiss. You kiss back, letting him take over which leads to him slamming your body onto the door.

You moan as his hands travel up your body, kissing his lips as he did. His lips trail down from yours and down to your neck, planting kiss everywhere.

"Zach," you moan as he sucks on your neck bringing a finger to your clit, teasing you causing your moans to become louder.

He smirks against your neck causing you to push him back in annoyance, "Stop teasing me," you groan, "I'm sorry, sweetheart," he brings you into a kiss.

Your hands travel up his chest, tugging on his shirt, he gets your meaning and rips it off. You smile staring down at his bare chest.

Rubbing your fingers over his chest before getting on your knees and teasing him through his pants. You kiss all over his chest, subtly placing your hand on his bulge.

He sucks in a breath at that causing you to smile to yourself. Zach realizes what you're doing and picks you up once again throwing you over his shoulder and slamming you onto his bed.

You look up at him with admiration and adoration, "Stop looking at me with those eyes," he says. You smile and bring him into a kiss.

Zach pulls away and lifts you up, you look at him, "Can I?" he asks, you playfully squint, "Yes," Zach helps you lift your shirt up and stares directly at your boobs.

You lean into him, giving him a passionate kiss as his hands move to your waist, he leans back letting you straddle his waist.

Kissing up his abs, stopping on his lips, you help him take his pants off, and he does the same. You throw your guys pants on the floor and start making love leaving everyone downstairs disgusted.

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Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Words: 3333 (chapter 29)

Summary:

You and Matt met in the courtroom. Now, you may think that Matt was a knight in shining armour and defended you in the name of all United States laws, but that was not the case. Matt was totally destroying your client, and you wanted to tear him into pieces right then and right there, because with Murdock as your rival, your head is on the firm's plate with each case. Did Matt care? No, he only cared about bringing justice, he was a human-machine, driven by the need to bring righteousness no matter the cost. Or was he just that? What happens when you get involved in Fisk's business and Daredevil's lies against your will?

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29. World on Fire

In the SUV parked close to the Precinct, Fisk and Wesley discuss the events that unfolded in the interrogation room, agreeing it was fortunate that only Detectives Blake and Hoffman were in the room at the time. "They're taking statements from Blake and Hoffman. Our contacts in IAB will make it go away." Wesley assures concerned Fisk, intently watching the building.

Fisk sighs in disappointment, "Had there been someone else in that room with that Russian..."

"There wasn't. It was our people." Wesley states the obvious again.

"This time." Fisk mutters under his breath.

"Soon Vladimir won't have any comrades to whisper your name to." Wesley says pridefully.

"Is there anything else?"

"The '75 Brunello di Montalcino. It's a personal favorite." Wesley shifts in his seat, leaning on the window.

"Thank you, Wesley." Fisk says not turning his head to look at him. They both watch you and Matt finally leave the Precinct late in the afternoon, walking a little too close for Wesley's liking, not only crossed elbows, but shoulders touching as well. He gulps audibly, in an angry manner, and Fisk finally gives Wesley a disappointed look.

***

You and Matt return to the office, noticing that Foggy and Karen are not back yet.

"Huh, weird. I thought they'd be already back." You say, putting on a kettle for coffee.

"Maybe the Landman and Zach sharks did attack Foggy." Matt laughs, putting the bag of cupcakes that you picked up from the bakery on your way back on the table.

"Ain't it Marci whose representing Tully?" You ask, taking out sugar from the cupboard. "How much sugar?"

"Uh, 2, please." Matt leans against the threshold, crossing his arms on his chest. "And yeah, Marci's the big shark today."

"So, what's their story? Marci and Foggy I mean." You put the coffee in the cups, leaning against the counter.

"Wrong decisions probably." Matt smiles slightly, recalling his college memories. "But he's still head over heels for her."

"Well, she is smart, sophisticated... Sometimes too much even, but as a lawyer, she's pretty good." You fix your hair, letting them down for a moment to slightly massage your scalp.

"Yes, but Landman and Zach are really a shit firm." Matt chuckles, taking in the smell of your hair conditioner.

"Not expecting anything else with that big fancy building." You scoff. "Maybe you should call Foggy?"

"Nah, he's in good hands. I'm sure a little banter with Marci wouldn't hurt his ego too much."

"Ah, such a good friend, Murdock." You tease and turn to take the kettle. Matt seizes the opportunity to come closer to you and leans on the counter too. "Milk?" You grab a carton of milk from the mini fridge and expectantly look at Matt, avoiding to glance at his lips.

"Yes, sure." He smiles, not turning his head away from you, red glasses shining at the tiniest glimpse of the light. "So, what's your college story?"

You pour the milk in the coffee, and watch the black liquid turn light brown, feeling both sad and nostalgic. "Nothing interesting, just college stuff." You shrug and eye Matt for a moment.

"Seriously? No bad decisions, no mysterious lovers?" Matt grins slightly.

"No, just cramming the night before exam, and drinking after it."

"I choose to not believe that."

"Oh, and you, party animal?"

Matt chuckles, "there were some crazy moments but I was more dedicated to learning."

"As if every girl wasn't head over heels for you." You take the cups and put them on a small table, with just enough space for two people.

"Maybe they were, I was only half aware of it." He licks his lips before taking one of the cupcakes from the box. You look at them almost hypnotized and stop stirring the cup. The kiss you shared weeks ago was still fresh in your mind, still making your skin tingle.

"You know what you need?" You ask, taking a sip of still rather hot coffee.

"Hm?" Matt hums, mouth still full of the cupcake.

"Advertising."

"For what?" Matt asks, not catching your train of thoughts as it differed so much from the previous topic.

"The firm. You need a billboard or a poster somewhere. I mean how do clients even find you?"

"Mahoney refers us to potential clients." Matt swallows and gently blows the coffee to make it cooler.

"Now it makes sense why the business is so bad."

"Oh, come on."

"I wonder how Annie found you, and moreover, trusted you enough to win the case. But listen," You quickly continue before Matt gets butthurt, "you nee-"

"We. You're part of the team too, y/n." Matt smiles warmly and it pulls on your heart strings. Not once a company has referred to you as a part of the whole, part of the team. You all were kind doing your own business under the same roof.

"Okay, we. We need an ad in the newspaper. Make it come out in every number, uh, a sign on the building would be nice too, you know. And maybe a poster. A poster you can stick anywhere. Would Mahoney be mad if we hung it near the reception on the board? It's too early for the billboard because it's too expensive but eventually we can get there. What do you say?" You look at Matt expectantly, eyes big and shining. Matt reckons you should've chosen marketing as your major, not law.

"It all sounds fun but you know we have no money." Matt sighs, "All that we got from Annie went straight to rent."

"Money's not a problem, I'll fund the newspaper ad and the posters, we're gonna have a headstart and then money will start coming."

"Y/n, I can't really take your money." Matt shakes his head sadly.

"Don't be a showstopper, we both know how hard it is to compete with big companies but you can have something they don't." You continue enthusiastically.

"A debt?"

You stretch your hand and put on his. "You have that human connection that gets lost when lawyers only care about the profit." You smile before your next words, "also, compared to other firms, you guys are very cheap. And cheap means accessible to everyone."

"Accessible has to be accessible. I can't ask for hundreds or even thousands from an old lady." He argues, ignoring the warmth that spread through his body when your hand touched his.

"Matt." You bow your head down, slightly squeezing his hand. "You're not robbing the lady, you're kindly asking her to pay for the services. For that matter we can say that she can chose an installment plan. Every month she pays a certain sum that she can afford and everyone's happy." Looking at your hands together, you continue. "Just give me a chance, talk to Foggy about that, I'm sure he'll approve." You hesitantly pull your hand away, ignoring the voice inside your head telling you to keep the contact.

"I'll think about it. Now we have to keep Mrs Cardenas in her home." Matt takes a sip and raises his eyebrows slightly, "oh, I think we should call it a day soon, I have some business to attend."

"I can close. Not doing much tonight anyway." You shrug, not minding staying away from your flat. Those four walls were really begininning to feel claustrophobic.

"If it's no bother and please... Don't kick out potential clients." Matt shoots a smile and starts plotting his further actions.

***

Outside the precinct, Detective Blake receives a text message, just a moment before being attacked by Matt in still broad daylight. Blake screams out of surprise and pain when Matt twists his arm, "Scream and that arm becomes your good one. We clear?" Blake nods, still panting like crazy, "You killed that Russian in interrogation."

"I had no choice, he jumped my partner." Blake groans when Matt twists the arm again.

"You lie to me and I hurt you. You killed him 'cause he said a name, Wilson Fisk."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Matt breaks Blake's arm, he groans through gritted teeth. "Okay, okay! I shot him 'cause he said a name, so what? What I hear, you like to kill Russians too. You chopped Anatoly's head off."

Matt almost punches him again but then smiles, "And now I want his brother."

"I don't know where he is!" Blake screams again when Matt twists his arm, "I swear! I swear! I swear! Please. Please."

For a minute Matt listens to Blake hearbeat, which is steady, confirming that it's true. "How are Fisk and the Russians connected? Why did he kill Prohaszka for them?"

"Why? You don't know? Oh, man. You really are one stupid son of a bitch, aren't you?" Blake doesn't get to say another word when Matt breaks his arm completely, taking away his cellphone and leaving him lying near the dumpster.

Calling Claire from his burner, he quickly appears in her apartment where she examines the stolen phone. "There're no numbers in this, no contacts." Claire states after checking everything in the phone.

"It's a burner. Like the one I use to talk to you."

"It was buzzing."

Matt furrows his eyebrows in thought. "Did someone leave a message?"

"Um... No, a text. It's a list of locations.Four of them.47th and 12th.48th and 9th.42nd and 10th.44th and 11th." Claire reads the text out loud and looks at Matt.

"44th and 11th?" He thinks for a moment. "Troika Restaurant."

"Where they were holding that boy? Right?"

"These addresses, they're listing where the Russians are." Matt answers, finally putting the missing pieces of the puzzle.

"Where the hell did you get this?" Claire slightly panics, eyes wide and wild.

"Cop."

"I said go to the police, I didn't mean-"

"No, he was working for Fisk. Killed a Russian for him, right inside the precinct. Then later he gets that list of addresses. I'm betting I'll find Vladimir at one of them."

"Matt, wait, just... What are you going to do?" Claire stops him near the window, with mask resting on top of his head.

"Whatever it takes."

"You know how that sounds, right? Um, when we were on that roof you told that Russian that you hurt people because you enjoy it."

"And you said you didn't believe that." Matt argues back.

"I can't believe that.Because if I do, that means you're not the man that I believe you to be."

Matt slowly shakes his head, "I need to be the man this city needs."

"Hey, that's not a reason, it's an excuse."

Anger starts rising within him, "What do you want me to do, Claire? Let them tear Hell's Kitchen apart? Let them win?"

"What you do is important to so many people." Claire says desperately, not sure of what she's trying to prove to Matt.

"I get that." He answers firmly.

"I just don't think I can let myself fall in love with someone who's so damn close to becoming what he hates." Claire says, but quickly corrects herself, "but I feel that your heart belongs to someone else."

Matt smiles briefly, "You're right you shouldn't." and leaves Claire's apartment, letting the cold wind inside.

*** Vanessa and Fisk take their precious time in the restaurant, enjoying Wesley's recommended wine and the emptiness of the restaurant. Fisk wasn't sure if she'll come but deep down he never lost hope, especially when he had the big 'surprise' ready.

"What I said about what I want for this city is the truth.But money and influence is not enough to usher change on such a scale.Sometimes it requires force." He says, hand balling into a tight fist underneath the table.

"I know you're a dangerous man. That's why I brought a gun to a dinner date." Vanessa calmly says, hand slipping on the purse next to the plate.

Fisk looks at the purse with a challenge, "Would you like to leave?"

"No I'd like a reason to stay."

"I've done things that I'm not proud of, Vanessa. I've hurt people and I'm going to hurt more. It's impossible to avoid for what I'm trying to do.But I take no pleasure in it in cruelty. But this city isn't a caterpillar. It doesn't spin a cocoon and wake up a butterfly. A city crumbles and fades. It needs to die before it can be reborn." Fisk passionately speaks, looking right Vanessa in the eyes.

After a long thought, she finally asks a question, but not the one Fisk expected, "So I don't need the gun?"

"No, by my side is the safest place that you could ever be." He assures Vanessa and intently watches her take out the gun from her purse and hand it to him. He smiles as he puts it in his jacket, already feeling like a winner.

***

Bored at the office, you try to fix the broken equipment that Karen bought but your thoughts wander away from the office, to the other side of the city, where Foggy and Karen mysteriously disappeared for the entire day. At the Cardenas apartment, Foggy finally succeeds in fixing the sink, sleeves rolled up and hair sticking out to all sides. "Okay, try it now." He steps away from the sink, expectantly looking at it.

"Okay, yeah! I admit it. I'm impressed." Karen turns on the water which finally works.

"Hot still doesn't work, but at least it's a start."

Mrs Cardenas appears in the doorway and clasps her hands in surprise, "You, Señor Foggy, you... You stay, we eat."

"No, Mrs. Cardenas, we have to return to-" He tries to argue but gets shut up quickly.

"You stay.There is no 'no happen,' okay?" Mrs Cardenas appears with plates of food, already putting them on the table.

Foggy eyes the food with hungry eyes, after all he only had breakfast, but asks Karen nonetheless, "You want to eat?"

"Be rude not to." Karen shrugs and smiles at the woman.

"Mi madre make this, all the time in Guatemala. Now I make para ustedes, como gracias." Mrs Cardenas says kindly, making Foggy and Karen feel as if they were back at home.

But Foggy thinks for a moment, "Mrs.Cardenas, where did you make this? You don't have any gas."

"I cook in apartamento downstairs. Aquí, we take care for another." And adds something in Spanish, making Karen blush a deep shade of red before she leaves the room.

"What? Did she just... Did she... Is this a date?" Foggy asks puzzled, struggling to fully understand the language.

"Uh I sort of think it is, Señor Foggy." Karen says, laughing awkwardly.

***

You curse yourself for texting Wesley but you've been bored into bad decisions quite literally. A quick text to Foggy confirmed that they weren't going to come back to the office today, and Matt didn't plan to return either, but being alone in the apartment meant being alone with your thoughts. At least in the office you could start hunting for potential cases, but Matt messed up your mind today with his unsual sweetness and caring that you finally broke your promise to not text first and sent a message to Wesley.

Although busy with the operation, he still texted you back. How could he not, when you were constantly on his mind, eating his brain like a disease and polluting his senses with still lingering smell of your perfume.

"I wonder if Hell's Kitchen will have another charity event." You send, but then add another message, "perhaps this event occurs once in a million years."

Wesley chuckles softly to himself and couple of men in suits next to him share a look. "I hope I'll still be alive to take you there." He sends, imagining your cheeky smile.

You were about to type an equally cheeky answer when something went off with such force that even windows rattlled...

***

"Oh, God! Oh, I really wish I knew you guys back then." Karen laughs, listening to Foggy's college stories.

"Much better off knowing us now. We have our own practice. I'm a hell of a lot more dashing than I was in my awkward college days."

"Oh, yeah? Well, I'm going to need photographic proof of that, counselor."

Foggy laughs wholeheartedly, "I have dug myself another hole, haven't I?"

"Well, it's been about five minutes. You were due." Karen smiles again, failing to notice Mrs Cardenas's figure standing behind the door of the living room. "You know, there's something I gotta know.It's killing me."

"No, I do not kiss on the first date. Sorry, not gonna happen." Foggy jokes and Karen blushes again.

"No! No.What's the deal with the meat grinder in the pencil skirt? No, she just... She doesn't seem like your type."

"Marci?" He sighs heavily before his next words, "She was different back when I knew her. Or maybe she wasn't, I don't know. Matt's always getting involved with the wrong girl, so maybe he just rubbed off on me."

"Huh. Matt dates a lot?" Karen suddenly picks up interest in the conversation, finally fully paying attention.

"Date?" Foggy scoffs loud enough for Cardenas's neighbours to hear, "I wouldn't exactly call it that. He hasn't really been with anyone for more than a month or two." Foggy thinks to himself for a moment, recalling a change in Matt's recent behaviour. Karen hums under her breath, but Foggy continues, "It's kind of sad. On the plus side, he gets to touch a lot of pretty girls on their faces. Um, that's, you know, how he tells what people look like. Or at least that's what he tells the ladies. Although, he always seems to know which ones are hot before he puts his grubby little mitts on them." He chuckles to himself, "It's a real gift. He's like a sexual Rain Man."

"Does he know what you look like?" Karen asks, intently watching Foggy's face.

"He's got a rough idea."

"You ever tell him what I look like?" Karen chuckles, trying to hide her pink cheeks again, but conveniently for her, Foggy was busy eating.

"No, he doesn't need me to tell him. He's probably got a picture of you in his head. I don't like to mess with those."

Karen think for a moment, "Oh... Hey, Foggy. I want you to touch my face."

"Um, but I can see you, so..."

Karen falls right into her trap, "No, I... No, I know.I just, um I want to know how someone who's blind would see me."

Foggy thinks for a moment but no for long enough to find it weird, "Look, you do me then, then I'll do you."

"Yeah, okay." She laughs awkwardly, hoping to get away with this not developing in another awkward encounter. "You have to close your eyes."

Foggy closes his eyes and stretches his arms towards Karen's face when the force of explosion shatters the windows and they both fall on the glass-covered floor, rolling from the sudden pain when another wawe of explosions hits the building. Bleeding Mrs Cardenas appears in the doorway and almost falls into Foggy's embrace.

Matt gets blown away with huge force onto the ground as he was lurking next to one of the buildings where the Russians were located and tries to calm the ringing in his ears as much as possible before he could continue to run.

***

From the restaurant windows, Vanessa and Fisk see that there are four locations now on fire. Speechless, Vanessa just stares at the fire and the faint reflection of herself in the window.

"Did you read about the boy who watched his father being pulled from their car and beaten, before the boy was taken? The men that did that, they will no longer infect this city." Fisk says, lurking like a predator behind her back.

Something changes Vanessa's expression from scared to calm and she turns to look at Fisk, "Good."

"We should call it a night. I need to get you home before the roads close." Fisk says before leading Vanessa outside.

***

Matt comes to his feet as Vladimir and one of his men emerge, both injured, from the building. He attacks them, quickly knocking out the henchmen and concentrating on Vladimir, and beating him viciously, so much that he fails to notice the police.

"Hands on your head!" One of them shouts, and Matt stands up carefully, holding his hands in the air. Has this finally come to an end?

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