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mea culpa (through my fault) mea maxima culpa (through my most grievous fault)

#re: in my blood. #re: the flagship species. #re: murdock.

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How do you think that Wesley and Fisk met?

      *   @adiutorwesley  i am by no means the wesley expert here but i do need to do a bit of background on this to fully project my headcanon, lol: the thing that interests me about him is that he’s not… really meant to be an evil character? he may be arrogant, and he may be willing to look the other way when more gruesome methods become the only option he has left, but he’s first and foremost a civilized, nearly diplomatic man that’s just doing his job, and standing by his friend. so i don’t think that wesley had any kind of criminal background prior to working for fisk, because that’s not really his niche. 

i’ve got this headcanon that wesley probably worked somewhere in the political sphere as a consultant or something of that nature on the campaigns and administrations of people that were involved with fisk either legitimately or illegitimately prior to working directly for fisk himself. wesley has a strategic mind that is trained upon public and internal relations, like handling the media and also representing fisk to their criminal syndicate in season one. he’s quick to consider and act upon the interests of fisk’s vision and fisk himself at every angle. it would make sense, him working in politics or just public relations in some capacity. 

but the thing is that wesley isn’t necessarily, like           a visionary?  it probably would’ve been the structure and the game of politics that interested him more than the idea of being an instrument of change. i don’t think that wesley would’ve cared all that much about the power to be gained through politics, either. he’s just an incredibly intelligent man with very good strategic abilities to him and that would’ve been an obvious way for him to utilize them. and fisk has a very good eye for talent and how to put it to some use that suits him, as we witnessed in both season two with frank castle and season three with benjamin poindexter. so if we were to consider the idea that wesley was working as a consultant or representative to a politician that fisk was doing direct business with, it would’ve been nearly impossible for wesley’s exceptionalism to go unnoticed, and fisk would have most certainly saw the value of a person like wesley in his line of work. 

as i said before,  i don’t think that wesley would’ve really been in the game for the nobility of being a public servant of some kind anymore than he was working for fisk just for the satisfaction of breaking the law and doing terrible things. he’s just doing a job, which he likes to do because he’s good at it, since wesley seems to really thrive off of being useful and is very bitter when he’s not allowed to be. so i don’t think that it would’ve taken much convincing from fisk to bring wesley into something as elaborate as a criminal underworld, since he seems to be fairly indifferent about his work so long as he’s doing it, but fisk is nothing if not convincing anyways lol. i headcanon that wesley had been working for fisk for about seven years since the start of daredevil season one. i think i read that number in a fic and it just stuck with me. also, i love the idea of fisk hiring wesley literally right before he moves his projects overseas to asia and asking him to become fluent in all the common tongues by the time that they set up shop there… peep wesley doing a duolingo crash course on a twenty hour flight to hong kong. 

TLDR:  wesley was working in politics before he worked for fisk and fisk poached him off of a politician that was squandering wesley’s work ethic and potential. 

#re: loyalty does things to a man. #re: james wesley. #re: commentary. #i'm right about this tbh idec.

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𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍.  𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓.  𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄.   i am the ill intent ,   who set upon the traveler on a road that he should not have been on.

��𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲.   independent,  mutuals only,   plot oriented writing blog for wilson fisk of netlflix’s daredevil.  est. 2015,  21+ only.  written by mikel.  standard etiquette applies.  read below for blog specific rules.  

-  this blog will be canon divergent from the netflix series in that fisk was not arrested after the events of the season three finale,  but he has lost the faith of the public after being brought into scrutiny again.  he still has some federal agents of various rankings either being blackmailed into turning a blind eye or on his payroll.  it is common knowledge in new york city that wilson fisk is a criminal. 

-  mixing canon often drains my muse so i will primarily be writing fisk as he was in the netflix show.  this doesn’t mean i am not willing to write with comic book muses but my interpretation will be that of vincent donofrio’s in the series.  i have not seen fisk in any of the disney+ shows and don’t really plan to but i’m not opposed to writing with those muses either! 

-  my fisk is autistic.

-  i plan on keeping this blog low formatting but you can do whatever you want.  when i do use icons,   the psd will be greenleaf from unseenmockingjay. 

-   wilson is either single or with vanessa marianna/fisk,  there is no in between and its unlikely i will be shipping outside of that  ( save for the occasional james wesley )  but for any vanessa / fisk interactions i won’t be assuming that they are in a relationship prior to communicating with the admin.  

#pinned. #dni. #rules.

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they’re coming for me, vanessa.

so we have to leave now.

it’s too late.

#re: vanessa. #PUT A BULLET IN MY FUCKIN HEAD!!

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MARY SHELLEY’S FRANKENSTEIN - 1994 • dir. Kenneth Branagh

#re: in my blood.

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if you ever feel safe please remember that im out there

#re: in my blood.

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wilson preparing for the wedding and trying to choose a boutonniere and looking into the mirror and seeing the same hallucination of his younger self holding the hammer he used to murder his father, his clothes covered in his fathers blood.

him turning back towards the same mirror only minutes later with vanessa by his side and seeing himself in that full white suit looking as pure as the driven snow after telling her, “the self deception of a vain man—that the only reason why i love you is because of the way i see my reflection in your eyes. that thought... it fills me with dread.”

#this is BULLSHIT #how can i be expected to go into work tonight and function as a member of society when i live like this ????? #like ??? WHAT THE FUCM #re: in my blood. #re: vanessa.

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by the way wilson’s dream for hell’s kitchen “better tomorrow” was entirely superficial and never would’ve worked on any realistic scale of socioeconomical change or growth, nor would it have emotionally fulfilled him. dog shit doesn’t cease to be dog shit just because you put some glitter on it. 

#re: in my blood. #re: commentary.

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character moodboards:  wilson fisk, requested by @tonestark

#AESTHETIC. #choking / #i still love this .

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julia & david + hands

#blood / #VANESSA. #WOW ! the VIBES !

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halechief·:

           her gaze never wavers as she listens, fingertips drumming against the outer edge of the desk she’s propped herself against, her head occasionally nodding, the width of her smile in flux  —  but she provides no further insight as to what she may be thinking. at length, she straightens, crossing to the other side, hand alighting on the back of her chair with a soft smile cast in his direction, gesturing toward the seat adjacent to him.

             ❛    please, feel free to have a seat.    ❜    & she waits for his compliance before she does so herself, perching at the edge of plush leather as she folds her hands atop wooden surface, blue gaze settled on his features with due respect    —   while theirs is a distant acquaintance, she’s familiar enough with him to understand the profitability of lending this hand in exchange for reciprocity in the future : the mathematics total themselves.     ❛    i am familiar with the figures,  yes .  .  .  & those you’ve affected with your   —   attention,  are difficult to miss. you’ve done well for your city. i admire that tenacity  .  .  .  i’m sure you know the CWI is in the process of expanding our mission overseas, but we haven’t forgotten the necessity of brightening the future at home. a company is only as clean as the ideals which inspired it    .   .  .      of course, you must also know i have a bit of experience in drafting legislation similar to what you seem to be suggesting .  .  .     ❜      head inclines, smile gaining a distinctly joking quality as she names the obvious  —  he wouldn’t be here otherwise. and that’s not to touch the fact that she has the ear the majority whip.        ❛    it would be an honor even to consult with you on your efforts, wilson. we can always make time for positive change.   ❜

though  he  wouldn't  bow  his  head  ,    wilson's  eyes  danced  across  the  floor  in  untraceable  patterns  while  it  had  been  his  turn  to  speak  ,    only  glancing  upwards  to  meet  her  gaze  out  of  one  part   courtesy   and  one  part  the  earnest  desire  to  inflict  the  intent  of  his  words  and  the  gravity  behind  them  .    he  only  realized  that  his  fingers  had  drifted  towards  his  cufflinks  when  he  let  his  hands   relax  at  his  sides  .    though  he  is  not  gifted  at  reading  people  from  surface  alone  ,    when  he  was  finished   he  took  to  watching  for  responses  through  the  language  of  her  expression  and  movements  .

wilson  does  a  subtle  double  take     towards  the  seat  he'd  been  offered  before  he  took  it  ,    tinkering  with  the  lapels  of  his  jacket  while  he  settled  into  place  across  from  her  .     outside  ,    james  wesley  stole  a  glance  through  the  glass  wall  of  the  office  before  he  looked  down  and  smiled  at  his  phone  .    if  wilson  allowed  his  mind  to  wander  elsewhere  ,    he   too  might  have  noticed  the  implicit  weight  of  a  step  in  the  right  direction  .   

you've  done  well  for  your  city.    not  nearly  enough,    he  thinks  ,    but  the  idea  of  interrupting  her  crosses  neither  his  mind  nor  his  face.   he  nods  once  with  warmth  and  humility  at  the  crinkled  corners  of  his  eyes  and  the  edge  of  his  mouth  .    the  hint  of  that  expression  lives  through  the  length  of  her   turn  .    ❝   i'm  very  happy  to  hear  that  .     and  i'm  ..   pleased  ,    to  know  that  the  work  of  my  organization  has  been  able  to  reach  the  attention  of  someone  of  your  ..   particular  esteem  ,    and   influence  .    someone  of          like  mind  ,    if  i  may  say  so  .   ❞    

#halechief #an awful chunky reply of bullshit bullshit bullshit

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“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”

— Fyodor Dosteovsky, Crime and Punishment (source)

#re: in my blood.

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OCAMPO, BAYANI:

The older man speaks of truth and integrity, and the contrast between that and the depiction of him portrayed by the media becomes clearer than ever. The cold, villainous manipulator he’s read about could never be aligned with such concepts, and yet Fisk offers them up so firmly, almost reverently that it gives Bayor a moment’s pause. He’s long since learned that the world is far too stubborn to be neatly tucked into categories of black and white. That shit is in technicolor, and there’s a near endless cornucopia of shades to be reflected in every individual that’s shuffling along the easel’s surface.

Bayor’s always been good at reading people, at finding what mess of hues cling to them, but even so, Fisk seems to be a tough nut to crack. He’s pretty certain that that’s very much on purpose; a man like Wilson Fisk probably can’t afford to be wearing his heart on his sleeve at all times. Politics and high end business are no places for a bleeding heart, nor is the criminal underworld if those things are to be believed, and yet there’s still this air of sincerity that Bayor can’t help but to focus on. Hell, the guy was honest enough to say he’s never even read the blog beyond the fact that it is a blog. Beyond the sincerity, there’s a hint of…desperation to the delivery of the request despite the dignified and controlled air that the older man maintains in the ask. It ingratiates Bayor and makes him thinks that this is something that he genuinely wants to be a part of.

It’s true; he’s really no kind of journalist to any real degree, he just takes pretty pictures and says things are cool. Even so he’s willing to give it a shot, and the terms are more than fair: He can write what he sees as he sees it as long as he doesn’t post any of it prematurely. Even when you’re willing to put the truth out there, it makes sense that one might want to see what someone’s about to say or write about them before it becomes available for public consumption and scrutiny. After a brief pause, he gives a nod and holds out his hand for a shake to seal the deal.

“You got it, dude. Nothing goes out there without you takin’ a look at it first. I think this is gonna be fun, or as fun as something like this could be anyway. But I want you to be open with me. If we’re gonna do this, then I need to, like, do it right. I want people to know you, that behind all the rumors, and the lies, and the accusations, and even the very real and terrible things you’ve done, there’s gotta be a guy there. A guy that wants to do better and be seen as better, but I can’t show that to anyone if you’re not upfront with me, right? So I agree to this, and to your terms, but if you shake my hand right now you’re signing up for real and open honesty. Can you do that?”

❝   of course.   ❞    fisk  answers  with  haste  ,   as  hesitancy  does  not  favor  his  circumstance  ,    and  what  would  strike  as  an  error  of  his  long  established  ,    pensive  behavior  is  smothered  by  his  distinguishable   sureness .    however  ,    neither  men  are  yet  indebted  to  one  another's  principles  ,  for  fisk  does  not  shake  ocampo's  hand  as  soon  as  it's  offered  to  him  ,    his  own  having  been  placed  on  the  table  but  his  palms  remaining  flat  upon  the  surface  with  his  thumbs  hovering  as  far  back  as  they  could  without  fully  encompassing  a  state  that  is  unnatural  .    or  at  least  ,    unnatural  to  fisk  himself  ,    as  any  outside  consciousness  of  his  own  peculiarity  rarely  touches  him  ,   even  though  he  is  not  entirely  blind  to  it  .   he's  not  yet  looked  at  ocampo  again  ,    attention  still  trained  on  the  city  beyond  the  glass  ,    the  silhouette  of  neglected  architecture .    the  mirage  that  no  longer  chains  him  with  intangible  conflict  ,   ambition  having   filled  the  shoes  of  his  dread  and  intending  to  travel  upon  a  much  greater  path  ,    as  is  his  prerogative  .   ocampo  is  a  small   but  hopefully  serviceable  facet  of  fisk's  intent             and  wilson  fisk  has  suffered  the  ramifications  of  his  own  negligence  enough  to  refuse  any  further  nearsightedness  that  may  obstruct  the  transcendence  of  his  former  self .    so  when  the  other  man's  silence  and  later  proposal  becomes  an  after  the  fact  subject  of  fisk's  own  reflection  ,    his  vacant  eyes  fall  ,    the  light  that  deflects  itself  from  the  city's  skyline  oscillating  with  his  thoughts  over  his  outermost  display  of  wistfulness  .

there's  a  story   deep  inside  the  ink  of  the  bible  ,     and  time  seems  to  shift  in  the  favor  of  fisk's  musings  .     he  wonders  what  ocampo  would  do  with  the  undiluted  truth  if  he  were  to  give  it  to  him  .   if  the  other  man's  conscience  has  evolved  enough  to  embrace  it  .    if  he  would  be  blinded  by  the  shape  that  fisk's  own  convictions  had  taken  ,     but  in  the  same  breath  consoled  inside  the  shadow  it  cast  ,    be  it  made  of  doubt  ,    or  the  freedom  of  living  in  darkness  .    unseen  but  unchained  from  the  quixotic  cast  of  probity  .    fisk  has  by  no  means  ever  considered  himself  christ  like  in  that  regard ,    but  all  the  same  ,   the  thought  draws  a  twitch  to  the  side  of  his  mouth  that  ocampo  cannot  see  .     he  looks  to  ocampo  now  ,   focused   more   in  the  vague  direction  of  his  face  rather  than  looking  him  directly  in  the  eye   while  he  waves  a  hand  as  if  to  usher  the  younger  man's  patience  ,    or  maybe  turn  a  page  .

❝   i'm           soon   to   be   exonerated  ,    by   the  federal  government  .   ❞     his  thumbs  fall  upon  the  table  with  a   sound  of  finality  .     ❝    the  fbi  has ...     finally ,    been  drawn  to  the  conclusion  of  my  innocence  ,    and  while  i'm  not  at  liberty  to  discuss  the  matter  with  the  press  at  this  stage  ,    i  promise  you  the  earliest  exclusive  ,   for   your  ....     your   blog .    but   what  i  want  from  you  ,    mister  ocampo  ,    is  actually  ...   much  more    complex  ,   than  that  .    i  worry  that  my  false  conviction   might   translate  to  the  public  as   a  ...    an  institutional  failure  ,    on   the   side  of   the   federal   government  .    and  that  the  ...    injustice  ,    will  incite  outrage  .      ❞    his   eyes   flicker  back  down  to  the  table  between  them  .

 ❝    i  myself  have  always  had  faith  in  the  capability  of  the  justice  department  to ...    see  that  justice ...    is  done  .   it  has  been  .    my  incarceration  ,    and  my  freedom  ...  is  a  sign  that  the  greater  good  will  always  prevail  against  forces  beyond  the   scope  of  our  individual  realities  .    as  will  the  plans  that  i  had  for  this  city  .    plans  that  i  still  have  today  .    recompense  ,   and  ...   resentment   ,     are   not  things  that  i  have  time  to  harbor  in  myself  ,    not  while  there's  still  change  to  be  made  in  hell's  kitchen  .    nor  is  that  what  i  wish  to   see  in  the  spirit  of  the  community  .    i   want   to   adapt   the   public's  anger  into  a  much  more  important  purpose  .    keep  the  people's  sights  set  upon  the  future  ,    as  opposed  to  the  past   .    i  want  you  to  help  me  redirect  the  narrative  of  my  release  .    ❞

#athousandmilesandcounting #verse tba. #fisk: lemme finish cause i need it on the record that ur down to clown with the whole shtick. #also fisk not shaking bayor's hand so that neither one of them are beholden to the agreement #before they've both laid all the cards out onto the table #just mob boss vibes <3 #again thanks for bein mad patient with me #''for your...........................................................................................your blog.''

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How do you think that Wesley and Fisk met?

      *   @adiutorwesley  i am by no means the wesley expert here but i do need to do a bit of background on this to fully project my headcanon, lol: the thing that interests me about him is that he’s not… really meant to be an evil character? he may be arrogant, and he may be willing to look the other way when more gruesome methods become the only option he has left, but he’s first and foremost a civilized, nearly diplomatic man that’s just doing his job, and standing by his friend. so i don’t think that wesley had any kind of criminal background prior to working for fisk, because that’s not really his niche. 

i’ve got this headcanon that wesley probably worked somewhere in the political sphere as a consultant or something of that nature on the campaigns and administrations of people that were involved with fisk either legitimately or illegitimately prior to working directly for fisk himself. wesley has a strategic mind that is trained upon public and internal relations, like handling the media and also representing fisk to their criminal syndicate in season one. he’s quick to consider and act upon the interests of fisk’s vision and fisk himself at every angle. it would make sense, him working in politics or just public relations in some capacity. 

but the thing is that wesley isn’t necessarily, like           a visionary?  it probably would’ve been the structure and the game of politics that interested him more than the idea of being an instrument of change. i don’t think that wesley would’ve cared all that much about the power to be gained through politics, either. he’s just an incredibly intelligent man with very good strategic abilities to him and that would’ve been an obvious way for him to utilize them. and fisk has a very good eye for talent and how to put it to some use that suits him, as we witnessed in both season two with frank castle and season three with benjamin poindexter. so if we were to consider the idea that wesley was working as a consultant or representative to a politician that fisk was doing direct business with, it would’ve been nearly impossible for wesley’s exceptionalism to go unnoticed, and fisk would have most certainly saw the value of a person like wesley in his line of work. 

as i said before,  i don’t think that wesley would’ve really been in the game for the nobility of being a public servant of some kind anymore than he was working for fisk just for the satisfaction of breaking the law and doing terrible things. he’s just doing a job, which he likes to do because he’s good at it, since wesley seems to really thrive off of being useful and is very bitter when he’s not allowed to be. so i don’t think that it would’ve taken much convincing from fisk to bring wesley into something as elaborate as a criminal underworld, since he seems to be fairly indifferent about his work so long as he’s doing it, but fisk is nothing if not convincing anyways lol. i headcanon that wesley had been working for fisk for about seven years since the start of daredevil season one. i think i read that number in a fic and it just stuck with me. also, i love the idea of fisk hiring wesley literally right before he moves his projects overseas to asia and asking him to become fluent in all the common tongues by the time that they set up shop there… peep wesley doing a duolingo crash course on a twenty hour flight to hong kong. 

TLDR:  wesley was working in politics before he worked for fisk and fisk poached him off of a politician that was squandering wesley’s work ethic and potential. 

#adiutorwesley #𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗. you ask such small questions. #𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘. somewhere inside of me a city is on fire.

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“aut viam inveniam aut faciam”

— i will either find a way, or i will make one;                                         attributed to hannibal

#re: in my blood.

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meta on what exactly attracted wilson to vanessa? her feelings on her bringing a gun on their second date?

        *   @whitegradations

001,   what attracted wilson to vanessa:   i think for as complicated and conscious as wilson is, what attracted him to vanessa was very simple and almost serendipitous in the fact that it worked. that they worked. 

fisk in season one is trying to overcome his own loneliness and depression, both of which was inflicted upon him, in some way, by hell’s kitchen      and while his way of trying to reach spiritual gratification by rebuilding hell’s kitchen was naive, i don’t think he was inconsiderate of the fact that trying to build a future will amount to nothing if he continues to isolate himself to a degree that he has no one to share it with. reaching out for love is a pretty no - brainer step, which is why i call it simple. i call it serendipitous because i don’t think that wilson had any kind of clue how perfect and good vanessa was going to be for him, or with him, but they’re very obviously aligned with one another from their first appearances on screen: 

“people always ask me, how can we charge so much for what amounts to gradations of white.”  in a way, i think that this is an analogy for the unexpected contextual role that fisk is going to play in the story of season one without forfeiting any of the mystery to the scene. think of it in the same tone of: how can fisk justify the means of his ambitions, all the ruination of hell’s kitchen and the lives that will suffer at his hand to the point that there will be almost nothing of it’s original personality and spirit left? 

this, of course, speaks to fisk because vanessa has separated herself from that cynicism by saying ‘people always ask me’ and goes further to say, “i tell them it’s not about the artists name or the skill required … not even about the art itself. all that matters is how does it make you feel?”  which, at the end of the day, how hell’s kitchen makes him feel is the whole point. the inner endgame trumps the physical means of achieving it to him. so of course, fisk is going to be drawn to the mentality that vanessa exhibits because there’s a paralleling passion to the way they look at the world. 

002,   vanessa bringing a gun to their second date:   this is actually really important because like a lot of the scenes between vanessa and wilson that happen prior to their interaction in shadows of the glass, i think it transcends their individual dynamic and is a very explicating exchange. fisk did not like the fact that vanessa brought a gun. what fisk didn’t like even more than that is that she felt the need to do so for her own safety, because to fisk thats a mistranslation of his intentions. 

at this point fisk is still having a pretty terrible identity crisis around his own character, and while he’s assured about what he has to do, he’s not consoled by the “rightness” of his measures, which is why he stresses the fact that,  “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.”  peep my url lol. 

i literally don’t even have a word to describe the way it makes me feel when vanessa opts to give fisk the gun instead of just saying that she understands and trusts him. not only did she recognize the dangerous aspects of him from a demonstrable point of view that could very well be a risk to herself, saying, “i believe you,” but she literally placed that power in his hands as if to take it one step further by surrendering her own sense of security into his hands, almost as if to say, “i believe in you.”

anyways, it was important to him that vanessa understood the necessity of what he’d done for what he was trying to achieve, but more importantly, it was important to him that vanessa was able to see the difference between what he’d done and what he is. but based off of the “your brutality so clear to me, even as you hid it from me.” line from season three, i’d say that vanessa saw past fisk’s uncertainty and the foundation of self loathing beneath that conviction to the man he truly was, and that she was always aware that wilson fisk was “the ill intent.” .. it’s just that she didn’t care. 

#whitegradations #𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗. you ask such small questions. #𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀. no grave can hold my body down. i'll crawl home to her.

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WESLEY:

      “ I need you to take a deep breath. “

HE  DOES  SO  AT  WESLEY'S       advisement  ,     but  only  to  supplement  the  gravity  of  his  words   and   the   panic  beneath  them  .     the  other  man  would  certainly  need  no  illustration   to  know  it  was  there  ,    but  that  fact  is  neither  here  nor  there  for  wilson .     ❝   SHE'S   DYING  .   ❞     

#ontheriight #. ╰ ₀₀₁. ╱ I REACH OUT IN LOVE ﹠ MY GOOD INTENTIONS ARE COMPLETELY LETHAL . #fisk: *breathes to make a point* #perhaps a variation of the hospital convo after the poisoning at the banquet ?? #that is until we establish some kind of s3 plot #lajslfadf sorry i couldn't... not... respond to this bc i just keep imagining fisk as that one girl freaking out over her flu shot