The Devil Next Door (Matt Murdock × fem reader)
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 28m
  • Reads 276
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 7
  • Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Dec 28, 2022
You moved to New York to go to art school, not sure what else to do with your life. But now, having graduated you're struggling to find meaning in your life, in work. 
You're now a freelance artist and graphic designer living in Hell's Kitchen. An odd choice, you know, considering anywhere else in New York that you could live. But the rent's cheaper. 
You move to a new apartment complex, little did you know that you'd end up right across the hall from the most interesting man you've ever met. Matthew Murdock. 
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No Smut

This isn't directly tied to the plot line of the show, but includes references to key events from it.

Warnings: Violence, Angst, Trauma

I'll have warnings at the beginning of each chapter when needed.
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