Contains/Warnings: NSFW - the explicit part is linked to AO3 but reader discretion is advised.
Chapter Summary: A girl needing the help of a really good lawyer, gets more than she bargained for.
Notes: This is not my usual fare, I haven’t ventured out of Star Wars fics before, but this was a mix of a request and a birthday gift for the ever-lovely @eyecandyeoz -both a wonderful creator and friend. I finally got this finished! I hope you like this, and thank you for being my friend, even when I am not the best in return.
An extra tag for @hellothere-generalangsty - look I finally finished that fic I told you about ages ago!
In Safe Hands - Matt Murdock x OC
Fear. The room was ripe with it. The woman held captive trembled as she tried to breathe through her terror. Her chest was tight and her breaths were ragged. Just a few hours ago she had thought she was safe. A few hours ago she had been sitting at a table opposite someone she thought was going to be able to help her. Her father had gotten her into this shitty situation and the man - the lawyer had said he could help. Said he could get her out. Said the gangsters coming after her for the sake of her father’s debt wouldn’t be able to hurt her. …He was wrong.
Here she sat in a dingy basement, God only knew where, awaiting those vile men to return and threaten her with more guns or beatings. She was already bruised and bloody, her lip split though she’d had worse. Courtesy of the same man whose fault it was that she was now stuck here. The bindings on her wrists and ankles were tight, and she had been trying to loosen the ties on her ankles first, she wasn’t sure if it was working.
She was pretty sure it had only been a few hours in and yet it could have been days for all she knew. Tears streamed down her face, her brown eyes, now accustomed to the dark peering out for any sign of light or life that wasn’t rats crawling in the walls. At least she hoped those sounds were just rats. Was she going to die here? Was anyone going to look for her?
I ALREADY SPAMMED MY LOVE FOR THIS GLEAMING GEM OF A FIC YOU WROTE FOR ME ON AO3 SO NOW THE ONLY THING LEFT TO DO IT SCREM AT YOU HERE ON TUMBLR!!!!
I can’t even begin to thank you enough for this BREATHTAKING story as well as your IMPECCABLE art. ✨✨
Also, I love how at the begging we got the Father Slander ™️ because you and I both know dads suck Feels even MORE personalized but in a nice, humorous way!
my crazed word babble under the cut
Okay absolutely love the humor right off the bad like can somebody say CHEMISTRY!!!! I also use humor as a coping mechanism
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UHM EXCUSE ME?!??? HOW YOU BE GETTING HIS BANTER SO SPOT ON?!? Legit read this in his voice.
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I SCREM WHEN I GOT HERE BECAUSE UHM OBVIOUS REASONS iykyk
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“not used to saying such things out loud-” yes officer it’s this fic right here. This is so well done, my friend. The constant reassurance not only for Maeve but for the reader as well like SERIOUSLY I AM SWOONIN’!!!
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Matt Murdock fucking knows all, mkay? You got his protective, affectionate, engaging character down so hella well, I am in complete and utter awe. Your writing is beautiful and I am fortunate to have been gifted such a masterpiece.
