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I have believed, I have not believed, I have feared God

would turn out to be like Houdini: rumored withstanding of any assault, but in fact it takes only a few well-delivered

blows and a week and He’s gone.

— Natalie Shapero, from “On Magic,” Hard Child

#like a good catholic boy

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you make my heart calm even when my mind is a storm

#d; i never want to let you down or have you go #f; all my thoughts of you could heat or cool the room

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Honestly any guy moan in my opinion is hot. But have you ever heard a sub guy whimper your name or your title. That. Is. Some. Good. Shit!!!!

#nsfw #matt's switchy but !! #what the fuck Was my nsfw tag??????? i know it was a fall out boy lyric (i think???) f uck

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If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the “No”’s on their vacancy signs If there’s no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I’ll follow you into the dark

#*rolls the FUCk up* !!!!!!

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“I can do Abba, frankly I know a lot of Abba because of secondhand exposure.” He smirks, “The moves are really all I care about.” 

can i get in on this dancing thing??

Finally trying to get in on these moves? Be warned there will be Abba… 

#sheeradrenaline #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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#j; never let them take the light behind your eyes #gore cw

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// i have to go soon to do Errands but ily all lmao 

#ooc #tbd

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southpawdevil:

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He couldn’t quite yet hear the click click of Matthew’s cane from this distance but Jack saw him coming down the sidewalk. Far from a coward yet Jack hadn’t been able to approach him the past couple days. As soon as Murdock figured out where he’d ended up he knew there was only one thing to do — find his son. Or more so, his son of this universe. Jackie wasn’t too smart, not like he could have been with a bit more schooling and a few less hits to the head during his career but he’d managed to track Matt down with a google search. Still, when Matt was just about on him, Jack panicked and sidestepped back into the alleyway to lean up against the wall with the intention of letting his son pass right on by him. After all, not like he could see him. ❝ Coward, ❞ he whispered to himself. 

Matt was headed to his favorite coffeeshop before stopping into his office to get a few things done. It was the weekend but ever-ambitious, he wanted to get a headstart on the workload for the week. 

His mind was on choosing one of the three coffee orders he had in rotation (based on outside temperature and caffeine need) when he was sharply pulled away from the pressing subject at hand by something familiar and unfamiliar all at once. He sensed the stranger(?) coming towards him and then immediately duck away which Matt found was usually a bad sign. He tried to focus on the other, hearing the whispered and confusing word and determining that he wasn’t a threat. Matt suppressed some startling realizations about his life after asking himself who this man could possibly be if such mental bells were ringing but he wasn’t a threat? 

There was one way to find out. Matt cleared his throat, approaching the alley, purposely letting his cane gently tap the other’s foot, “Excuse me, I think I took a wrong turn somewhere, I’m looking for the Starlight Diner?” He knew said diner to be a couple of blocks back. 

#southpawdevil #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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❝I’m the  D E V I L  of Hell’s Kitchen. An’ I got one word for ya. — RUN.❞

Flashpoint-esque Battlin’ Jack Murdock/Daredevil AU || 18+ Content || 616 & MCU verse offered until death || || Sideblog to dcvilment ||

#matt voice; holy FUCKIN shitballs !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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#// pain !!!! #also that 'you gotta be Shitting me rn' look in the 2nd gif on the left bless #m; i am the setting sun

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Say goodbye to disaster. Shake hands with the unknown, what becomes of us once we’ve been torn apart and returned to our future, naked and small, sewn back together scar by scar.

— Dorianne Laux, from “Blossom,” published in Poem-a-Day

#aes; i can't clean the blood off the sheets in my bed #*blows dust off my beautiful boy*

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i couldn’t be where i am today without you

#f; all my thoughts of you could heat or cool the room

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Day 243 of 365 - My Chemical Romance, “House Of Wolves”

you better run like the devil ‘cause they’re never gonna leave you alone

#music tag

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the tingle down your spine. the raised hairs on the back of your neck. the quickened pulse, the nervous energy that trickles into your every muscle. the thoughts you have, late at night, when you’re too close to sleep to stop them.

#double life; i've got two faces blurry's the one i'm not #but also #nsfw; get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes

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Ignoring the hand in front of her, Kel looked at the flowers on the ground as the snow drifted down on to them. Letting out a whimper, she unclenched her hands and grasped the outstretched hand. “They were supposed to protect me. I wear them to protect me. But I froze and there was a knife. Did…what happened? I don’t remember what happened,” Lokelani’s eyes stayed on the hyacinths as she spoke. Clenching the devil’s hand, her blood soaked into the material of his suit.

Kel didn’t move as she stared at the flowers and held Daredevil’s hand. “I can’t remember. I can’t remember so much. God -“ Kel let out another choked sob. “I can’t remember prayers. You’re supposed to pray and go to confession when you sin. Murder is a sin. I killed him didn’t I? He’s dead I don’t remember, I don’t remember,” her words ran a mile a minute, running together. Pulling her hand away, she clenched her hands into fists again, her nails digging into the cuts.

“What happened, what happened?” she cried out. “I don’t remember. Don’t remember, don’t understand.”

“It’s okay,” he said, squeezing her hand gently. Everything reeked of blood, the air was thick with the taste. Had the circumstances been less dire it would have been nauseating. It was amazing how circumstance could ease the stomach not that there was anything at ease about him.) 

Daredevil knew that at this point there was no real convincing her that things were going to be okay. He remembered the first time he saw real gore--the first time he sensed it too. Something like that was hard to come back from and he wished he was more equipped to make everything fine or at least make it seem like it was. “You don’t have to remember right now. We should go. We can figure out what happened once we’re away from here. Do you have a safe place to go back to?” 

He thought about bringing her back to his place or maybe the hospital, maybe Claire’s place, but there were variables. Maybe home would be the best place for her psyche, she was already traumatized. 

+Hyacinth

#superbotanist #// matt sucks at this jfc

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whats up im jared im 19 and i never fuckin learned how to process emotions

#truth; my back has been breaking from this heavy heart

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to mourn the violences that devastated the soaring holiness / of your body

Vanessa Angélica Villarreal, from “Dissociative States,” Beast Meridian (via lifeinpoetry)

#double life; i've got two faces blurry's the one i'm not