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Of course no painkillers, because he's still waiting for them to fuck him over, right? He needs a clear head. And he's trying to get away just about as hard as he can - ("It's fine. I'm not taking the subway, I'm walking, nobody's going to see me. It's not a big deal. Hospitals have to report this shit. No hospitals." and finally "you've done worse to me yourself, let go.")

was vanessa aware of just how badly fisk's beaten Matt before?

and fisk is wildly uncomfortable (in the way that you are when somebody you tried to kill sort of saves ur fiance from getting stabbed) and he's like "that was...an error. i. regret my actions," and Matt is a little loopy from blood loss, probably, so he's like AHAHAHAHAHA eff all of you i'm leaping home across the rooftops right now.

and vanessa's like no, no, you don't get it, we don't mean "hospital," we mean "a doctor can come here if you want, sit down, let it get handled."

mostly because i want to include the scene where matt has always hated hospitals even when he wasn't worried about dodging the police and their pesky questions, but that's because hospitals for poor people in rough neighborhoods are nightmares. matt never understood, until now, that "medical care" didn't have to mean screaming people and crying people and dying people and basically the worst kind of sensory overload? cue angry pissed off "i feel REALLY GOOD about receiving quality medical care but am angry about this display of wealth and privilege damnit"

OP - Yes. This. All of this. A+

Vanessa's take on it is interesting to me, because Fisk is honest-with-ommisions to her. Like, "Yeah honey, I blew up those Russians." but he didn't tell her he was working with them. And I doubt he told her about crushing someone's head with a car door, or the specifics about how things "get taken care of," etc.

Granted, Matt gives as good as he gets. He's broken bones and tortured someone and put people in comas, so. There's that.

But, y'know. Elena and Ben would probably come up in conversation....

re: The wealth. Vanessa strikes me as someone who has always been wealthy. She grew up with money and is used to having money and being around people with money. (And the power that comes with all of that). I'm sure Matt has opinions about that, but Fisk wasn't like that. He grew up poor just like Matt did, in the same neighbourhood as Matt. I think, aside from all the shit Fisk has pulled, that Matt would perceive Fisk as a sell-out for turning his back on where he came from and trying to change Hell's Kitchen because suddenly it's not good enough for him now that he's wealthy. And that's really abhorrent to someone who's still "down in the trenches" the way Matt chooses to be.

(lol, I love that we've decided to pair these 3 together because they really, really shouldn't like each other at all. Irreconcilable differences, and all that hahaha)

ARGH okay i'm just really having fun spitballing like this a fic will eventually arise but i gotta let it creep up on me quietly.

I agree: Vanessa grew up wealthy, Vanessa grew up around powerful people, this is the life Vanessa knows.

Vanessa is also the woman who a) owns a gun, and b) apparently thought nothing of agreeing to a date in an isolated place with a man she thought was dangerous, because hey, she brought her loaded gun with her just in case shit went wrong, it's all fine here. Which is...I mean, I don't know a lot of extremely wealthy people personally, but that particular set of choices says a lot about Vanessa, y'know?

I guess what I'm trying to say is my personal headcanon is that Vanessa has been hearing things like "I took care of (the problem)" or "My ultimate goal is to make things better," for years if not her whole life. She doesn't want to know the details - she doesn't need to know the details - maybe her mother or her older female relatives impressed upon her that women don't ask certain questions? Things get handled, though.

Matt and Fisk are both violent men and that's one of the reasons that Matt really likes sex with him, against his better judgement, because here is someone he doesn't have to hide anything from or lie to. It's difficult to actually hurt him; at first they wind up having rough, competitive sex that's almost like pissing matches, right?

(it is RIDICULOUS they should all hate each other AND YET)

OP - (Me too, potential author anon! I love brainstorming). But - oooh, yes. I like that. Vanessa was raised to be a proper, classy lady. To be the rock in the relationship, but not to be a doormat. To be powerful in that way. I can totally see it. So while she values honesty, I think she probably also knows how not to ask questions she's not prepared to know the answer to. And to give herself that extra bit of protection ("Oh no, he never told me about that, I swear").

Oh oh oh, but let's talk about Matt for a second. He's always so in control and preoccupied with taking care of everyone else and you just know that he secretly just doesn't want to have to deal with any of it for a second. But he always has to be focused and reined in just to be able to function with those senses of his. So like, there is some serious potential for dom!Fisk & dom!Vanessa to just take care of a Matt who doesn't even know that that's what he needs. Like, the moment he's pinned down and can't move and just - oh.

Also, let's talk about the whole eventual "betrayal" of trust thing - can you imagine Vanessa eventually convincing him to allow them to work in sensory-deprivation into the bedroom? Because while Fisk fulfills the physical need to be dominated, Vanessa has probably extrapolated just how much sensory input Matt is constantly bombarded with. That's ultimate trust. More so than just a really good hate fuck.

SCREAMING

this is why i <3 the kinkmeme i have boring ideas and y'all have THEM kind of ideas a++

"I feel hurt," Vanessa said, one night. "This isn't holding your attention, is it?"

Matt swallowed hard and pressed up against her. "No, I -" love it, it's good, I wish that I could get more, I can't focus there's a siren three blocks away and a car alarm going off in the closest parking structure. "It's good, it's just - loud, tonight."

"Ah," she said. She ran a finger down his chest, over his sternum. It helped, a little; it was grounding, having one easy predictable touch to focus on. "I may have a solution to that...particular difficulty, Matthew."

"Somewhere else? It's still bad outside the city," he admitted. "Less familiar."

"Not quite what she meant," Wilson said.

"Traditionally, I'd suggest a blindfold," she said, and she sounded amused, and careful. "In your case, though - the principle holds: there are ways to shut out distractions. If you'd like."

It took him a second to realize what she was getting at. The disgusting part was that it hit him with the rush of fear and then, shamefully, heat - because to think of being able to let go, to focus on what was happening in the room and only here, in the room, that had a sick kind of appeal -

"No," he said, at first. "Ab - absolutely not."

"Calm down," Wilson said, taking two steps away from the bed immediately.

Couldn't stop thinking about the idea, though; he hadn't tried...things, like earplugs, since Stick. ("Crutches," Stick had said, scornfully. "And they don't really help, do they, Matty?")

(OR SOMETHING OF THAT NATURE)

YES.

OP - Ehehehehe yaaasssss, exactly :3

I <3 the kinkmeme because I have sooo many ideas but I can't write and then people like you take my ideas and then make them into ART, ffs. LOVE THIS. ANOTHER! *smashes mug*

Mmm yes, earplugs and professional-grade PPE work safety earmuffs over that. And scented candles or scented oils.

also: You KNOW Matt is probably in pain all the time. I bet Fisk would give REALLY good deep-tissue massages. Matt would be putty.

OH YEAH THO

(matt murdock's sinking realization of exactly how badly his body is fucked when he compares it to, like, a normal pain-free-ish day? MY JAM.)

thoughts should probably read...uh...useless porn? idk.

The first night they invite him to dinner, he'd brought - oh, some Arbor Mist peach-wine-cooler thing with a bow on it, right? And Vanessa had no idea what it was, but she just knew it was gonna be disgusting. Fisk recognized it immediately, because he grew up like Matt did, he knows 7-11 wine mom coolers, so he's like "...all right, you wanna disrespect the food, fine, I'll bring out the good crystal, you're the one with the hypersensitive tastebuds."

(Look, if you ain't never got yourself buzzed on 7-11 wine, it. uh. it gets everybody wine-drunk way faster than they anticipate, and it will leave you with the worst hangover on god's green earth?) So Vanessa drinks it with them, and they're weirdly good sports about Matt's fuck-you, and Vanessa in particular wakes up with a hangover, a legitimate horrifying hangover, and she texts Matt pitifully about it.

Which, I think, is when Matt would go... "oh no" because here's this woman who got giggly and ridiculous last night before she tied him up and blew him until he couldn't see straight, and now she's texting him about how his gas station wine wine got her so hungover she can't see straight.

(Vanessa knows that the best lies are the ones based on truth, and it's all true: she might not have shown him how hungover she was, a month ago, but now? It's true, but it's the kind of truth that makes him stop angling to make sure he's the closest one to the nearest exit when he's in a room with her.)

**

So a couple of weeks after Vanessa first suggested "handling" his senses, Matt came to dinner. (Everyone understood this to be a night of truce, in the uneasy peace that they were making for themselves; at least, until about two in the morning, which was when Matthew usually woke up enough to get uncomfortable and leave.)

He was uneasier than normal. Distracted; unable to focus. She wound up raising her eyebrows at Wilson halfway through the meal: was there some disaster taking place, outside the penthouse, that might have set him off his game? but Wilson shook his head, so slightly: no. Their boy was just a mess. (Their boy, Vanessa thought: oh, dear.)

"What time is it?" Matt asked, finally.

"Quarter of seven," Wilson said. "If there's somewhere you need - "

"No," he said, faintly, and wiped his mouth with a hand. "I. No. I."

**

"Oh." She didn't meant to let it slip out, and she certainly didn't mean to let it slip out in such an - obviously hungry, intent tone, but. But Matthew had brought earplugs.

"You said. You'd. I'd." He licked his lips; his breathing was already visibly unsteady. "If you." He shook himself, and sniffed, once, and said: "I need to make a call by nine, and I want my hands free."

Wilson walked to Matt's side, slow and careful to telegraph his movements, and tilted his head up, and kissed him. Matt melted into it, which was a sign of just how serious this was: he rarely lost himself in physical affection before an orgasm. He came out of it a little steadier, it looked like: Vanessa met Wilson's eyes. It wasn't ideal; to think that he'd surprised them! but at the same time, he might not muster the courage again, and she did hate to say no to him.

"Yes," she said, and "yes," Wilson said, and Matt looked like he would fall down.

"Just," she said, softly, "just let us take care of you, sweetheart."

Matt buried his face in Wilson's shoulder.

**

He'd been half-hard before they managed to get him undressed, and it had been distracting enough that Vanessa had found herself without a concrete plan: it was so rare to see him so undone, this quickly.

Wilson had stepped in, though; he'd pulled Matt to sit on his lap, straddling his thighs, one arm tight around his chest to hold him up.

"Matthew," he said, close to Matt's ear, "what are your words?"

"Green yellow red," Matt said, automatically, "but will I need them if you two are just going to sit and stare all night?"

**

He'd started panting for air when he'd put the plugs in, and he'd clutched at Wilson's forearms like a drowning man, and she'd watched his cock swell and twitch even before she kissed him, started tracing careful and delicate patterns on his body. He was moaning on every exhale, and breathing fast: Matt was generally vocal in bed, but equally stubborn about covering his own mouth with a hand or a forearm, to muffle the noise. This time? She licked his pretty cock and all that self-control vanished. He twitched and yelled and clung to Wilson's hands and curled his feet under Wilson's shins like he was holding on for dear life.

It was extraordinary, and beautiful, and when she bit a nipple and he made the closest noise to scream she'd ever heard from him (including the time she'd seen him take a three-inch knife to the thigh), she tapped his thigh, three times, and pulled away. He was gasping like he was dying.

"What," he managed; she nodded and Wilson pulled the earplugs out. "I didn't tap out," he said. Slurred. Cracked. "I."

"I did," she said, and cupped his face with her hands.

"What did I -? No, I can do better," he said.

"You're doing so well already," Wilson said. Matthew groped behind him, caught Wilson's head, leaned back for a kiss; there was a shock. He so rarely initiated physical affection: oh, Vanessa thought. We have you, sweetheart. And then, more troubling: and I want to keep you, I think.

**

She brought him water.

His hands shook; Wilson helped him drink a cup, and kissed him again, and bit at his throat.

She straddled Matt, angled him into her body; he lasted less than two minutes.

**

She passed him his phone at quarter to nine. He'd slumped into a dozy half-sleep, curled up on the big bed, and when she reminded him, he jerked to attention. "Oh," he said. He called a number. "Yeah, it's - it's fine," he said: he didn't sound quite so slurred, anymore.

**

It was the first night he didn't leave in the middle of the night.

i. um. yes, please.

OP - I'm dead. Fuck, you killed me. I'm typing this from the Beyond. Yaaaassasss!!!!

"Our boy" *pterodactyl noises*

I love youuuuuuu~ Your writing is so good! I love your Vanessa voice!!!

..... Holy cow, if all of this is just fic notes/brainstorming I can't wait to read the actual story, anon. O_O

You're really good.

So much I love about this. Is Matt making a safety call? Like a 'if I haven't called you by nine I need you to call the police because I plan to have risky sex tonight' call? Those are so rare in fic and they're such a great thing.

YES HE IS!

because the original prompt didn't specify "foggy & karen don't know" I decided to keep the "foggy and karen know and DISAPPROVE but are committed to keeping matt ALIVE for as long as possible," so.

matt is MOST ASSUREDLY doing that "foggy, this is what i'm wearing, this is the last place you know i'm gonna be, if i don't call by nine you need to call brett with a fake noise complaint at this address ASAP"

OP - I did not know that this was even a THING, but I approve so hard. <3

(um. I feel weird asking but, are you still planning on writing this as a full fic or do you consider this a wip/finished prompt, or...?)

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TOO HOT HOT DAMN

But what IS the "betrayal" tho???

(i love watching you guys brainstorm, it's very entertaining *popcorn* lol)

I am torn, anon! do we play like "matt thinks Vanessa and Fisk are going to finally go after the people he loves"? or do we play like "matt thinks Vanessa and Fisk are angling for him to be their tool?"

Don't get me wrong, I love a good "matt loves karen & foggy more than he loves himself" kind of plotline, but I also think that matt has really strong feelings about daredevil as the protector of the community, and if he thought V & F were planning to pervert that, well.

like. Fisk framed him once, right? But if he thought that they were somehow setting him up to play an integral part in (some disaster), he would probably FLIP THE FUCK OUT. idk?

OP - I would have to think that it would have to be something that Matt thinks has the potential to ruin his life. So yeah, probably something to do with Daredevil. Or yeah, he could probably also get the sudden partially-correct information that they're trying to mould him into a tool to be used (by that I mean, old information, because they actually just want him for HIM now because, oh gosh, he's an actual human being that they actually like now in some weird way).

(I had thoughts of maybe one of them wanting to make a sex tape and Matt noticing, but somehow I don't think they'd do that in this verse?)

OP - or, or or or, you know, that whole bring-him-over-to-the-darkside thing could still be their plan, but it's only afterwards - after Matt feels like the ground has swallowed him up, after they realize they've unintentionally really hurt him (and Fisk never thought he'd ever see the day where he'd feel disgusted with himself for making an "enemy" cry) - that they come to the realization that it's not what they actually want anymore? idk???

NAYRT

Ohhhh, not to butt in to your brainstorming session but, what if Matt decided to show up unannounced one day and he overheard them talking about him in their weird creepy possessive plotting way?

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YES.

The first time Fisk puts a hand on Matt's throat it's just meant in an admiring kind of way (and he doesn't even squeeze that hard really), but Matt immediately gets a rush from it and goes completely boneless and they're all like: "wut" but then: "yaaassss"

NO. NO (and by that i mean: yes)

WHAT IF Matt overhears them talking about "collaring daredevil" (and it can be a nudge nudge, wink wink on that silly headline about Daredevil Collaring Fisk), and Matt thinks they're making fun of him and want to control him and use him as their own personal tool...

But they're actually talking about LITERALLY collaring him. Like, getting a collar for their sub, because they've totally picked up on how pliant Matt gets when Fisk puts his hand around Matt's neck and they want to play with that some more and Vanessa wants to see a collar around his pretty throat and to see Wilson pull him around by it.

what if???

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