#Peter Cox

[foryouwereinmysong]

sorry for another question so soon but I’m curious what your thoughts are about that interview of Linda by Peter Cox who claimed Linda”often felt trapped by Paul and was unhappy a good deal of the time”I just wondered how accurate you thought any of this was? Thanks!

So sorry for answering this so late (hoping you still want an answer), I was quite busy at the time and I actually am not that informed about the whole Peter Cox/Linda/Paul/Heather drama, so I had to do some reading. So I'm grateful for the ask because I learned something new! I think this situation was quite a mess and the press at the time just went with it. My guess is the whole thing is more a Heather thing than it is a Linda thing, because she wanted ammunition in court. I am always quite suspicious about people (in this case Peter Cox), who are allegedly super close to famous people, but also talk to the press in detail. I would never take the things they say as fact, there could be so many ulterior motives hidden. I do believe that Paul loved Linda and the family they created deeply. I also believe that every marriage that lasts that long goes through a lot of hard times and that the people In that marriage can be very very hard on each other. (also in musical partnerships *cough cough*)

In the end I think I’d rather look at Paul and Linda in the Calico Skies video and take that as an example for their relationship than take unproven accusations of some Peter Cox as fact.

[nakeddeparture]

St Leonard’s Boys’ School, Richmond Gap, Barbados. Peter Cox, the Principal, is not working out.

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He’s too arrogant for the job. The kids are mostly only interested in stealing, fighting and smoking weed. Have your say. Naked!!

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Your first pages - 4 more book openings critiqued at @Litopia by literary agent @agentpete author @anniesummerlee and me!

I’ve just guested again at Litopia, the online writers’ colony and community. Each week they have a YouTube show, Pop-Up Submissions, where four manuscripts are read and critiqued live on air by literary agent Peter Cox @agentpete and a guest, or sometimes two. This time the other guest was longtime Litopian Annie Summerlee @anniesummerlee , who has published short stories in a range of online…

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GUESS WIO FINISHED DAREDEVIL. anyways, Team Red 🫵

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I'm not immune to men covered in blood

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I know it's a rumor but COME ON, LET THIS BE TRUE, LET IT, BRING THEM TOGETHER, FUCKING DO IT

[lulublack90]

Prompt 25 - Cox

@wolfstarmicrofic August 25, word count 681

CW - Grave, open grave, funeral, minor character death

The service had been small. Hope hadn’t had any family left apart from Lyall and himself. She had a few friends dotted about who had made the journey to see her off, but most of the mourning party was made up of Remus’s friends. Sirius, James, Peter, Mary, Marlene, Dorcus and Lily. They’d all met his Mum at least, and she'd loved each and every one of them. 

Lily had his left hand in hers and gave it a squeeze to get him to stand up as his mum’s coffin was carried from the church. Sirius had his right hand and together he and Lily led him to walk behind Hope. He watched with tearful eyes as she was lowered into the ground. 

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,” The Vicar read the prayer, but Remus blocked out the rest. Hope had been the religious one, not him and certainly not Lyall, but this had been her last wish, and they'd sworn to grant her it. Lily dropped his hand and he shuffled forward to drop a handful of soil onto the shiny coffin that held his mum. 

“I miss you so much already, Mum,” He whispered to her. “ I love you,” He dropped the dirt from his hand and winced at the sound it made as it crashed onto the coffin below. Sirius dipped to scoop up a handful as well. 

“Rest easy Hope, say hi to Alphard for me,” And he let the soil spill from his hand. He helped Remus back to where Lily was standing, and she took his hand again after saying her own farewell. 

Remus was unaware of anything but the two hands holding his. But soon the service was over, and two men began filling in the grave as the mourners filtered out of the graveyard. Lyall came up to him and grasped his shoulder in his big hand, his eyes shining bright with unshed tears. 

“Thanks for coming, Hope would have loved seeing you all,” Lyall said to the others. "See you tonight," He added to Remus before walking away. 

His friends gathered around him, encasing him in their love. They stood in the cold until the men had finished their job and left them to it. Remus approached the edge of the grave again and shook. She was really gone. He felt Sirius shake too. Then a snort from James. Soon all his friends were trying in vain to hide their laughter. 

“What is it?” He turned to Sirius, his heart broken. 

“I’m so sorry, love,” Sirius took a deep breath, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes. “It’s just who picked out this spot?” 

“Mum did,” He answered, his voice croaking. “Why?”

“It’s just. Oh, I don’t really want to tell you, not right now,” Sirius grimaced. 

“Tell me,” Remus begged. He had a million thoughts rattling around in his head. Sirius looked around for help but no one stepped forward. He ran his free hand through his hair. 

“It’s just Hope is surrounded by Cox,” Remus’s eyes bugged out of his head. Surely he couldn’t have heard that right. Sirius pointed at the graves beside Hopes and behind. 

“They’re overheard as well,” Marlene snorted from the graves on the row in front of Hopes. 

Remus peered at the name beside his mother’s fresh grave. ‘Irene Cox’. He burst into loud uncontrollable guffaws. He fell to his knees at his mother’s graveside, unable to stand with the laughter escaping from him. 

“Merlin, Mum. Thanks. Thanks so much. I love you,” He blew a kiss to the quiet earth, knowing Hope must have set this up to make him smile one final time. He stood up and looked at his friends gathered there to help him through this horrid time in his life. 

“Let’s go get a pint and a sherry for Mum so we can drink to her,” Sirius grabbed his hand again, squeezing it gently. They followed the twisting path out of the little graveyard and Remus could have sworn he heard his mum’s laugh following after them.   

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Your first pages: 5 book openings critiqued by @agentpete @mattschodcnews and me!

I’ve just guested again at Litopia, the online writers’ colony and community. Each week they have a YouTube show, Pop-Up Submissions, where five manuscripts are read and critiqued live on air by literary agent Peter Cox @agentpete and a guest, or sometimes two. This time the other guest was one of Litopia’s longtime members, Matt Schofield, an award-winning war correspondent who now writes…

[kstarlitchaotics]

I'm guessing cause of the crossover heroes in DP & Wolverine everyone seems to be wanting one now

Then again if this happens possibly a team red future team up could be possible(?)

[brokebonewritings]

It's Always Been Us

Matt Murdock x Reader

Tags: 18+, Fluff, Getting Together, Mentions of Alcohol

Summary: Matt retells a story of a night you haven't thought about for a long time. Song: Paul Rudd by Claud

Word Count: 1.4K

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Laughter filled the small space of your apartment. Not only of your and Matt’s but of your cousin visiting for dinner. Peter had called the day prior insisting on joining you both for dinner. Of course, you had no qualms and Matt enjoyed the younger man’s company just as much.

The current conversation was fixed on how you had pinned for Matt throughout college. Now that you were together, all the waiting and pining seemed worth it. You looked over at Matt and felt your heart swell with love.

"No way you were that in love." Peter chided.

You blushed and rolled the fork against the plate. "I mean, I wouldn't say I was in love or anything."

"I remember the night you almost confessed." Matt's voice flowed calmly through the air.

You and Peter both look towards your boyfriend. Your eyebrows were already raised with surprise, "What?"

"Oh yes! I have to hear this story!" Peter said, earning a chuckle from Matt.

"Well for starters, I have to preface that we were in college and being under the influence was a highlight of our weeks."

"Matt! Don't tell him that!" 

Peter shushes you, leaning on the table fully invested in the storytime. You roll your eyes, but can't help the small smile that tugs at the corners of your mouth. You remember that night vividly, the one Matt is referring to.

Walking down the steamed sidewalk, Foggy was leading the way to ‘the most incredible party of the year’. You had worried that both you and Matt would be overwhelmed by the amount of people, however he insisted it would be a small get together. Oftentimes it was not in fact a small get together. 

“How did you even find out about this get together?” You questioned. 

“I have my sources. Just like a magician, I will never share my secrets.” He said, swinging his arms happily in front of you.

“Is he doing that cartoon character walk again?” Matt asked beside you. 

You giggled quietly. “How did you know?”

“Lucky guess.” He responds, and you catch a glimpse of the small smile that danced across his face.

Foggy shoved his hands in his pockets as he listened to you and Matt conversing. “Okay fine! I heard an upperclassmen talk about it, and said it was an open door to everyone.”

“Aha! I knew something seemed weird about this. We’re crashing a party!” 

As the three of you made your way into the party, you were met with a sea of people, music blaring at full volume, and the smell of alcohol filling the air. You had never been a big party person, but feeling Matt’s grip on your arm tightened reminded you of why you decided to come. 

You stuck close to Matt as you navigated through the crowd, your heart pounding with excitement and nerves. The pulsating music seemed to vibrate through your entire body, and you couldn't help but feel a thrill at the chaos surrounding you.

Foggy was quick to disappear into the crowd, eager to make new acquaintances and revel in the party spirit. After what felt like an eternity, you reached a less crowded area near a makeshift bar.

You can see the way his jaw tightens and the noise in the house gets louder. It wasn't often that you saw him in such crowded and chaotic environments, but tonight was different. Tonight was about letting loose and having fun.

"Is everything okay?" you ask, leaning closer to him to be heard over the music.

Matt tilts his head towards you, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. "Yeah, it's just... a lot. But I'm glad I'm here with you."

"Awe Murdock, Am I growing on you?"

"You can certainly say that" His chuckle soft in your ear.

His words warm your heart, and you squeeze his hand reassuringly. "Well you just stick with me, okay? Just focus on me and let the rest of the world fade away."

He nods gratefully, taking a sip of his drink before turning his attention back to you. The noise and commotion around you both fade into the background as you engage in deep conversation, sharing stories, laughter and drinks.

After a few more drinks, you decide to guide Matt to a worn-out couch tucked away in a corner, granting some respite from the overwhelming atmosphere. As you settled onto the couch, Matt's hand found its way to the small of your back, his touch grounding you amidst the chaotic energy.

The two of you sat close together, your bodies pressed against each other as you leaned into his warmth. The music continued to pulse through the air, but in this moment, it was nothing more than a distant hum.

"I'm really glad we came tonight," you confessed as you fidget with your cup. 

You couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for him. There were so many layers to Matt, so much strength and vulnerability intertwined within him. And in moments like these, when he allowed himself to let go and simply be, you felt privileged to witness that side of him.

Leaning in closer, you captured his lips in a tender kiss. It started slow and gentle, a sweet exploration of each oth-

"WAIT! Wait, Hold On!" Peter screeches, he folds his arms across his chest before chiding "That is so fake! You said this was almost a confession."

The laughter that escapes your lips is infectious. Before you know it, all three of you are in stitches. It continued for about 5 minutes before everyone began to calm down.

"Apologies, it was the perfect opportunity for a joke." Matt is still stifling his laughter.

"Oh, Pete! The look on your face was priceless!" 

Peter is unamused at this point. Both you and Matt were definitely two peas in a pod.

"Right," Matt clears his throat "Anyways, so we're on this couch..."

"I'm really glad we came tonight," you confessed as you fidget with your cup.

"Why is that?"

"Because I like being around you, and talking to you."

Matt smiled softly, his fingers tracing patterns along your arm. "Me too. It's nice to just be here with you, you make me feel seen, understood."

"I feel the same way, Matt. You've brought so much light into my life." The both of you sit in silence for a bit. As the loud EDM fades away, you say quietly. "I think I need to tell you something."

"Oh yeah?" His eyebrows raise as he turns his head in your direction. "What is it?"

Before you're able to say anything you feel your flip phone vibrate in your pocket. You pull it out to see it's the number of a close family friend. "Shit, Matt, I'm sorry I have to take this."

He nods before standing with you and you lead the both of you outside.

"What happened after that?" Peter is understandably confused.

You shift uncomfortably in your seat. "Well, actually, It was the night I found out my dad had passed."

"Oh man, Y/N, I'm so sorry." Peter starts.

“It’s okay! Really.” You say, “I’m glad I didn’t tell him that night.”

“Sweetheart.” Matt feigns offense. “I’m hurt.”

 “Shut it, Murdock!” You giggle before responding. “I’m glad it didn’t happen because I don’t think I would be where I am today.”

You all finish up dinner, the conversation continues with talk of school, cases, and projects. It was lighthearted, and having them both there made the apartment feel more like a home.

Peter helps you with the dishes while Matt takes a call for work. 

"You think he's the one?" Peter asks innocently.

Turning your head to look back at Matt, you can see the back of his head turn slightly while sitting on the couch. You know he can hear you.

"I really think so. He's my endgame."

"That's major then." 

You hum in response before changing the subject. Thinking back at the story Matt had told earlier. You did have regrets about that night, like leaving Foggy behind when the cops showed up and not talking to Matt later on about what you were going to say.

However, you feel as though your bond with Matt now was more solidified after being friends for so many years. Nothing could have warned you for the amount of love you felt for him now. 

"You think I can come over for Dinner every week?" Peter says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"I would really love that, Pete!" You respond. "What days were you thinking?"

"Well I have this internship most days, but maybe Tuesdays?"

"Tuesdays are perfect. Of course you'll have to tell me all about that internship."

You hear the awkwardness of his chuckle before he responds, "Maybe one day."

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foggy nelson: matt

matt murdock: what?

foggy nelson: why is there a kid in your office?

matt murdock: i don't know what you're talking about

peter parker: me either

[roennq]

Absolutely adored Charlie Cox's cameo as Matt Murdock in Spider-Man: No Way Home, and that was before I watched Daredevil.

Matthew "I'm a really good lawyer" Murdock

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