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[wannabevampire]

all i want to do is read and write ddba fanfic. but I DO NOT HAVE DISNEY PLUS!!! So I can only watch it when i’m at my best friends house and we’ve both had such busy schedules lately :(((

xoxo,

a very sad allie 🕊️

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matt murdock edges you past the point of sanity! inspired by a conversation with the adorable @upended-jellyfish ( •⌓• )♡

you barely notice the sun at first, too lost in the white-hot agony of being edged to exhaustion, but when the light hits the sheets, when the creeping warmth touches your sweat-slick skin, it sinks in—

he really isn’t going to let you cum tonight.

matt shifts, and you realize he’s moving away. he’s getting up.

“matt?” your voice cracks, alarmed and wrecked, raw from hours of begging. your body is trembling, bruised and aching, spent and soaked, still teetering on the edge, still ruined from the hours he spent dragging you up and up and never letting you fall. “please, please, i can’t—”

but he’s already standing, stretching, unbothered. his cock hangs thick and spent between his thighs, still glistening from being inside you, but he doesn’t seem to care that you’re still empty, still desperate.

his lips press together, thoughtful rather than cruel, as he walks toward his dresser.

“sweetheart, you’ve had more than enough,” he says, voice rich with quiet authority, pulling on his briefs. “your body’s been through a lot tonight.”

he ambles toward the bathroom, rolling his shoulders, and you sob, voice breaking into a high-pitched whimper, legs twitching as you try to crawl after him. “matt, please—”

he sighs, returning to crouch beside you again, cupping your jaw, thumb tracing the trembling curve of your lips.

“i know, baby,” he murmurs, voice softer now, but firm. “i know it hurts. but this is what happens when you forget who takes care of you.”

his kisses you on the lips, softly. his grip tightens slightly, just enough to still you. “and that’s on me, isn’t it?”

your lips part, stunned and breathless, unsure how to answer.

he hums, as if deciding for you. “it is. and that means it’s my responsibility to fix it.”

his touch lingers for a moment, almost reverent, before he finally stands, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. “we’ll make sure you learn, won’t we?”

“you can wait. and you will wait. won’t you?”

his tone leaves no room for argument. you whimper, nodding, even as your body betrays you, hips shifting toward him, seeking friction.

he grips your jaw a little tighter. “words, sweetheart.”

“yes, matt,” you sniffle.

he hums in approval, presses a slow, lingering kiss to your lips. “good.”

but before he leaves, he murmurs one last thing against your mouth, low and warm.

“oh, and don’t even think about touching yourself while i’m gone.”

—

he should know better. he does know better.

but still, when he gets home that evening, he smells it.

stale sweat and need. the unmistakable scent of you, dripping and desperate, tangled in the sheets, shame thick in the air.

but you’re trying. you’re standing there, waiting for him, hands clasped in front of you like the perfect little thing you think you can convince him you are. your nightgown is fresh, barely covering the marks he left on you the night before, hair brushed, mouth soft and ready, bouncing lightly on your toes. your voice is small, careful despite your excitement.

“matt! did... did you have a good day at work?”

he doesn’t answer. doesn’t even acknowledge the words.

just sets down his briefcase with a slow, measured movement.

his fingers move to his tie, loosening it with an easy tug, sliding the silk through his collar in a way that makes your stomach flip. his watch comes off next, placed on the dresser with deliberate precision, the clink of metal on wood like a gavel, a sentence being passed.

“you must be tired,” you try again, shifting on your feet, a forced little smile tugging at your lips. “can i—can i do anything for you?”

then he moves.

before you can even react, before you can scramble away, he’s on you, pinning you flat to the mattress with a single hand on your chest. your breath stutters, body melting under the sheer weight of him.

his stubble scrapes against your cheek as he leans down, voice heavy with disappointment.

“thought i wouldn’t know, sweetheart?” his voice is low, steady, filled with something deeper than just frustration. “thought i wouldn’t notice?"

you whimper, beginning to protest, but he clicks his tongue, silencing you.

his fingers slip between your legs, pressing against your swollen, oversensitive clit, making you wail.

but this time, it’s not just edging. it’s a lesson.

he keeps you spread out, keeps you helpless, keeps you pinned beneath him, grinding against your soaked, overstimulated core as he works you back up. his voice stays soft, measured, lips ghosting over your temple, your ear.

“look at you,” he murmurs with a lilt of enthusiasm, a dry chuckle sounding when you sob, when your hips buck uselessly against his touch. "whatever are we going to do about you now."

his other hand strokes over your cheek, but his grip never softens. “this isn’t just about tonight,” he murmurs, voice dipping low, thoughtful. “this is about what you need. you need to understand patience.”

he stretches it out even longer than before. makes you really suffer. his fingers drag over your swollen, abused clit, just enough to tease, just enough to hurt, until you’re whimpering, sobbing, begging him—

but he just shakes his head, sighing deeply, rubbing his thumb over your trembling lips.

“this isn’t about what you want,” he murmurs. “it’s about what’s best for you.”

and you crumble under it, under the quiet authority in his voice, the absolute control in his touch.

he doesn’t stop this time. doesn’t let up until your body is too exhausted to fight back, until you’ve gone quiet, limp beneath him, nothing left but the soft, broken gasps of someone who’s been completely undone.

he lets go of you then, and for a moment, you think he’s going to leave you like this. but then, his arms wrap around you, hauling you effortlessly against his chest.

you shiver violently, body wracked with hiccups, barely coherent as he walks you to the bathroom. the world tilts, soft steam curling in the air, the sound of water lapping gently against porcelain.

“breathe,” he murmurs, lowering you into the warmth. his hands are steady, holding you upright as your head lolls against his chest, your body weak, shuddering. “i have you, i have you.”

his fingers smooth over your damp forehead, over the tear-streaked mess of your face, brushing away the remnants of everything he put you through. his grip remains firm, keeping you anchored, keeping you here.

he presses a final kiss to your temple, his voice steady, unwavering.

he decides then he'll make you stay up to see another sunrise.

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i am aware every one of my fics ends like this and for that i am sorry.

[wannabevampire]

yeah…this fully turned my brain off…

ddba!matt murdock sitting with eager!reader in his lap while he works, your naked back to his clothed chest, while his fingers roam absently over your puffy clit and you can't help but whimper his name. he shushes you of course, promising to take care of you later, only offering you little teasing rubs and pats here and there. when you cum super quick—not thirty seconds in—he just does that one dry chuckle in your ear for being so sensitive while he continues about his work. he rubs you stupid in the next hour, and you cum pretty much every five minutes, socks sliding softly against his pant leg under the table as he reprimands you, “ach—stop fussing, baby.” for wiggling around too much, secretly finding you so adorable and amusing (╥﹏╥)

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ily 🤭🤍

WAIT YALL GOTTA SEE THE NASTIEST FRANK FIC I EVER READ ITS ALL I THINK ABT

@ohcaptains is such a good writer like. FUCK

also @wannabevampire !! LOVE THEIR SHIT SO BAD

these are the only marvel (ish) blogs i really follow anymore bc i havent…. cared abt marvel since eternals came out but like. GODDDDD these two drive me crazy. + w the new DD show the original brain rot is slowly returning

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eeee new daredevil show!!!! now i NEED to finish writing this fic 😭

crawling out of my cave hopefully write smut that’s been sitting in my drafts for an embarrassingly long amount of time…

teaser…

xoxo,

allie 🕊️

[wannabevampire]

grrr all i wanna do is write absolutely filthy vampire!au smut about matt murdock, but it’s late and i have work at 5:30 am :((

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matt murdock punishing you… spanking you till your ass is bruised, then noticing how wet you are and mocking you for being turned on :}

[wannabevampire]

matt murdock punishing you… spanking you till your ass is bruised, then noticing how wet you are and mocking you for being turned on :}

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Please remember your favorite writers are attention whores with a praise kink, they need validation to survive. Feed them comments and reblogs to save a life.

[wannabevampire]

whenever i say “screaming crying throwing up” this is what i mean

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i used to be a anon with an emoji, but i completely forgot what emoji i even used at the time. i think i was the octopus??? but ill just change it to: 🎸 & she/her pronouns

hi welcome back! i know i had a octopus nonnie so maybe that was you? but regardless i will add your new emoji to my anon list! so excited to be talking to you guys again! hope you’ve been doing well my love 🤍🤍

xoxo,

allie 🕊️

☆~ click here!! for how to become a registered citizen of wannabevampire village, aka become an official anon! (basically just send me an ask with your emoji of choice and pronouns if you feel comfortable!)

[wannabevampire]

OMG i havent seen u in FOREVER i missed ur writing so much <333 im so glad ur back!!! ((been super ia on tumblr))

omg thank you so much! glad to be back even though i’m not the most active in the world :)) hopefully i will get some more writing out eventually!

but seriously that means so much to me thank you for the sweet message, hope you’re doing good 🤍🤍

xoxo,

allie 🕊️

[wannabevampire]

September is here. Meaning that you should to start fresh. So change those bed sheets. Switch out that old toothbrush. Get your hoodies and sweaters out. Prepare for a better you. With new goals. And a healthier mindset. I know it’s been hard lately, but use this opportunity to start fresh.

[wannabevampire]

working on my matt murdock masterlist!! ♡

it’s mostly just blurbs at the moment because i’ve only written 1 full length fic about him (which is wild cuz i have written so much matt stuff!!)

but it takes awhile to go through and find all the blurbs & drabbles i have written about him. hence the delay!

hopefully it will be done soon :)

xoxo,

allie🕊️

[wannabevampire]

i got covid :((((

pls send me good recipes or food ideas for when you’re sick! i have no appetite but i need to eat ugh this is the worst

[wannabevampire]

just put on the cutest outfit! yay! 🤍

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vampire!matt murdock…yeah…thinking….

the religious undertones would be wild…

xoxo,

allie 🕊️