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Charlie Cox in Daredevil: Born Again - S01E07

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DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN | 1.03

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Matt Murdock moments in gifs [?/∞]

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THE ACCOUNTANT 2 (2025)

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there are Matt and Bucky’s wires if anyone is interested

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"Obviously the cat is not edible." Braxton made a face, only then actually looking at Christian. He wasn't blind to the fact his brother was genuinely trying with him, despite his issues.

"Yes!" Braxton pointed at Christian with a bright smile. "That's perfect! But we're getting collar and harness too. That way he can walk, and I'll carry him when he gets tired. Do they have one in black? Got to keep up appearances, ya know?"

The harness and leash were set in the cart carefully and after giving the cat another pat on the head, Braxton finally turned his attention to the cat food. He picked up the first bag he found and immediately looked at the ingredients. "Do you think we should get some of that fresh food you keep in the fridge? Or should we make it fresh ourselves? There are so much damn shit in this food. I can't pronounce most of this. Look at this shit!"

Braxton was too excited to hear a word Christian, gaze quickly moving over the food dishes. The colors and varieties were endless, almost overwhelming in his excitement, but he quickly settled on a black metal dish. It was added to the cart in front of the cat, giving him a pet on the head to earn him a soft chirp of approval.

"Okay, What about Copper? Cheddar? Calzone?" He rattled off a few names before heading to the collars. This was the most normal thing him and Christian had ever done together, fueling his excitement.

Most importantly, Braxton wasn't going to be alone anymore. Christian wanted him back in his life and he had a cat. He couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.

"He's going to need a collar. We're going to be camping so we should also get a harness and leash. That way he can come on hikes with us. What color do you think compliments his fur the best?"

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All she had wanted was a coffee. Moving to the city from her rural mountainside town had brought on more stress than she thought possible. Four times in the last week she had gotten lost trying to get back to her apartment and everyone seemed to be in such a rush. Before coming to the city, her abilities had been under control for some time. But with this new stress, the control she had begun to slip between her fingers and standing in the middle of the busy coffee shop, people shouting over the sound of the radio turned up too loud and pushing to get to the pick up counter, she lost it.

If only for a second.

Robin moved step forward towards the counter with the sound of her name being called out, only to have a men collide into her, spilling his hot coffee over her arm and hand. He muttered a blind bitch under his breath before throwing the empty cup to the ground and stepping right up into her face, snapping that she owed him a new coffee. She took a step back to try to put a more comfortable distance between them but he followed instantly. Anxiety rose with feeling others' eyes on her and she took another step back, trying to calm herself. But again he followed with another spurted bitch. Something in her snapped like a thread pulled too tight and an empty chair flew across the cafe to shatter against the wall.

Outside of the blaring music, the cafe fell silent, staring at the remnants of the chair in shock. Panic set in with her heart beginning to race, quickly turning on her heel and hurrying for the door as all eyes turned to her. Robin stepped out onto the sidewalk with her burned hand shoved into the pocket of her jacket, picking a random direction and setting off in it, fearing being followed.

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“I don’t mind helping out. It’s the least I can do since you let me stay here and feed me.” Given his high metabolism thanks to the super soldier serum, Bucky had a tendency to eat more than the average Joe. At times, it was embarrassing with how people would look at the amount of food he would eat and then at his body. Tall and muscular, not showing an ounce of the calories he took in. But Sam didn't look at him like he was a freak. He teased him, though it didn't go further than that.

Bucky paused mid-sip, letting the bottle come to rest on his knee. “I think the last time I went fishing was in 1939. Steve fell off the pier. He got caught in a riptide and couldn’t get out of it so I had to go in after him.” He smiled at the memory before taking another sip of his beer.

"I don't know. Being here in Louisiana with you and your family always calms me, even if you're putting me to work. And I don't mind it. Helps distract me from everything, you know?"

Louisiana was turning into something close to a sanctuary for him. There was peace there...and also, Sam. Feelings had steadily been growing for the man ever since they finally got on the same page months ago. Though he had been hiding it, knowing Sam would never feel the same way.

"Nice is one way of putting it. Talkative is another." Chuckling, Bucky moved to sit next to Sam on the dock, resolving himself he couldn't avoid spending time with him any longer.

"I didn't sneak off. Like I said the people here are talkative. Almost like they've never seen a guy with a metal arm before." The sip of beer was very much needed, though it wouldn't do anything to him. "Thanks for inviting me down here again. Do you need help with the boat tomorrow? Or repairs on the house?"

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Leave it to his parents to find one last way to fuck him over, even though Alex hadn't seen them in over fifteen years. He didn't know they had died until he was dragged from his bed in the middle of the night and tossed into the trunk of the car. It was hours before it was opened again, the bright light of day beaming down leaving him temporarily blinded as he was yanked unceremoniously from the trunk. There was no chance given to look around before rough hands had him by each arm and hauled him in through the back of the building, up a stairwell. Fight as he might, Alex was no match against the oversized men who had him in his grips.

Finally, the dramatics came to an end when he was set down in front of a man wearing a black skull mask, or at least he thought he was wearing it. "Who the fuck are you?"

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Walking down the sidewalk with his hands stuffed into his pockets, Bucky glanced at the storefronts as they passed by, casually looking for Alexei. The search was short with the Russian suddenly appearing out of thin air to throw a bag at him, quickly catching it. His eyes dart to Alexei as he starts to run then to the person yelling in his wake, all of it coming together. He turned to run after him, still holding onto the bag for whatever reason.

It wasn't hard to catch up and keep pace, shooting him a glare out of the corner of his eye. "What the hell did you do?!"

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" ah !! there you are ! " long strides were taken towards the other as large arms were juggling what seemed like bags of something unknown. " here !! hold this. do not ask questions ! " he tossed the bags into his arms. " and run ! " and then alexei started taking off running as someone yelling behind them could be heard. did he just steal from a store ? yes.

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Outnumbered, the Devil took to the rooftops to thin out the herd of Hand assassins with distance and pick them off on his own terms. The process was long and drawn out, leaping from rooftop to another, waiting for one of his pursuers to be separated enough to fight them without being overwhelmed by the others. Though they weren’t exactly slow and unskilled, steadily becoming more and more exhausted with pushing through the constant attacks. Until he paused for a moment too long and an arrow pierced through his shoulder and sent him tumbling backwards of the roof ledge.

The fall was long, a fire escape briefly breaking it and most likely a few ribs on his way down, somehow managing to land on the next fire escape across the alley with a lack of grace. Pain racked through him as he tried to push himself up to sit, only to fall back against the metal with a sharp cry of pain, the arrow still lodged through his shoulder. The world was spinning violently around him until he finally couldn’t take it any longer and eyes rolling back in his head, laying vulnerable to the ones hunting him.

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"Now, you don't look like da type dat would be with Cassandra." From his perch on top of the boulder, the Cajun gazed down at her with black and red eyes, his lips turned in a mischievous smirk. Out scouting for supplies, he stumbled across a blonde-haired beauty wandering and instantly he found himself enamored with her. Even with the distance between them. He could tell there was something special about her.

"I'm guessin' you're new ta dis hell hole. You wanderin' around a dangerous place, mon ami."

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"Now, you don't look like da type dat would be with Cassandra." From his perch on top of the boulder, the Cajun gazed down at her with black and red eyes, his lips turned in a mischievous smirk. Out scouting for supplies, he stumbled across a dark haired beauty wandering, well a white and dark haired beauty, and instantly he found himself enamored with her. Even with the distance between them. He could tell there was something special about her.

"I'm guessin' you're new ta dis hell hole. You wanderin' around a dangerous place, mon ami."

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At some point, Clint had gotten roped into hunting down Bucky Barnes with Steve and Sam. Though, unlike the new dynamic duo, he preferred to work by himself, at least when Natasha wasn’t around and god only knew where she was at the moment. Several months in and he got a message they were headed to London for Peggy Carter’s funeral, giving his condolences he then reporting back he was in Bucharest following up on a lead. A lead that had been the biggest pain in his ass to get but if it meant that much effort to get in the first place, then it was most likely a good one so he wasn’t going to pass on it.

The apartment was surprisingly small, one he didn’t exactly expect to be used as a safe house but he wasn’t exactly one to judge another their living arrangements since he didn’t live anywhere, constantly bouncing from motel to motel. Clint walked around the room slowly, looking for anything lying out that would confirm Barnes was living there, not exactly willing to start digging through his stuff just yet. Though the question was quickly answered when he realized he was no longer alone in the room, glancing over his shoulder to his query standing there staring at him.

“Oh shit…” The archer muttered to himself, slowly turning to face the Winter Soldier with his hands out in front of him and palms up, trying to show he meant no threat. “Now, I know this looks really bad but I’m not here to hurt you. I just want to help.” No reason at all to kill me. “Steve isn’t here. He doesn’t know you’re here. No one does. Just me, alright? So let’s stay relatively calm about all this.” It was hard to stay calm when he literally gave the Winter Soldier a reason not to remain calm, a reason to kill him. He was the only person who knew Barnes was there.

“Like I said Barnes, I’m here to help you.”​​

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