Ugh now I’m thinking about the evolution of the topic of marriage/commitment over the years
I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover -> I’d marry you with paper rings -> one single thread of gold tied me to you -> give you my wild, give you a child -> are you really going to talk about timing in times like these? -> all they keep asking me is if I’m going to be your bride -> I wouldn’t marry me either -> do something babe, say something -> you’re losing me
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Late to the party, first time watching DD completely, not in bits and pieces.
Ya know, thinking about it, in TRT, you've added ANOTHER parallel to Fisk and Matt.
They both fall in love with women who enable them.
Vanessa reassures Fisk that he's doing the right thing, that he's not to blame for what happened as a kid.
Jane reassures Matt that he's doing the right thing, that he's not to blame for what happened as a kid.
They both calm the raging fury that's inside of them.
I'd love to see Venessa and Jane have a conversation, just one. Just to see their personalities bounce off of eachother. I have a feeling Jane would start to show her teeth and Venessa would start to show her second face by the end of it.
(Not fully caught up with trt)
YESSSSSSSS! And that's the thing, like - the parallels between Matt and Fisk have always been an amazing piece of writing for me in canon. They set it up so beautifully, weaving in all these layers where you see how similar they are, but also slightly different: their first drink with their father (Matt while stitching up his dad, Fisk trying to please his dad), their father's deaths, the rage, trying to 'fix' the city, etc. And so it felt right to show something similar with Matt and Jane versus Fisk and Vanessa who, spoiler alert: I also fucking love as a couple.
Both are arguably healthy (ish) relationships in their own way. Supportive, loving. Like you said, they encourage or enabling the other depending on the circumstance/where you're standing: you're doing the right thing. I believe in you even when no one else does. You can do this. You're not to blame for what happened then. They're kind to their partners. And neither of them are as innocent as Matt and Fisk initially think.
But much like Matt and Fisk, there are slight differences, showing the different ways the wheels can turn even in similar people, namely in the way Vanessa leans into that personal darkness, and Jane is, at least for now, trying to lean away from it. Because Vanessa's very comfortable, confident with strolling through that darkness, as is fitting for a villain power couple. Jane meanwhile is more like someone who's trying for the second time to cross a Decent Person wire above a darkened I Want To Murder Many People canyon but she slipped and is now hanging onto it upside down, holding onto that rope with her teeth, fingers, and toes all while Circumstance butters her fingers and Matt desperately uses his balancing pole to swat at Circumstance from the nearby wire Matt himself is barely walking labeled 'Violent Catholic Vigilante Issues'.
ANYWAY, I agree. I think Vanessa and Jane would have a lot to talk about, and the push and pull between them both would be really interesting! Because there's so much they agree on, and yet, there's just enough different that ooooh... that slow build in tension would be delicious. How long before the masks fell, and they both got a true sense of the other? Only time would tell.
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trying to assign instruments to gerudo characters for thralls' soundtrack. Nabooru is getting the sitar so far, as I think she's good at representing the gerudo side that's closer to the Wild Era in terms of long-term vision for gerudo prosperity, not to mention that it works great for a more laid-back character; though Iftaah could also get that aspect, even though her perspective is a little bit more desperate and a little less actually strategizing about diplomacy and commerce in the way that Nabooru's is... not sure I have nailed down the perfect instrument for her yet though? Maybe a duduk, for its plaintive quality and capacity for softness? But I don't know, I feel like there could be something better out there. Saeruk and flamenco guitar seem pretty great fit for the versatility of the instrument, both harsh and defiant, playful at times, but also extremely sad if needs be, and the fact that she represents more the "older" kind of gerudo works well with more hispanic/romany inspirations. And then there's Aveil, who I feel represent the best the connection of the gerudos to their land, and I'd love an instrument that really represents that. Still looking for that one.
There's a bunch of fun things for Ganondorf that can be done, but I think he'll get... bigger instruments, in general. And church organs are quite versatile too it turns out. :) I like the marimba from his first phase boss battle, but it's a little too... I don't know, I feel like it lacks the roundness and depth and imposing quality that we could get with other picks. But Ganondorf so far has about *eight billion* leitmotifs going on with what I have selected for him (him and Ganon's, as they are... not exactly separate entities in the story, but sort of, it's kind of weird), so it might be more a case of actual melody rather than instruments, or maybe on top of instruments that swap in and out depending on what we want to invoke...
Sorry, rambling, but I would really love to compensate for my lack of voice actors with a pretty meaningful stab at the soundtrack. I feel like I kind of have to honestly. ;;
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Grounded Gaming [Thom]
“I just…I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he said. He knew his stutter tended to put people in a state of unease. His agoraphobia didn't help, either. Thom kept his hands on this gaming controller, which helped him feel grounded. “Do you…do you have any pets?” he asked. It was easier like this, while playing a game, but a small part of him still wanted to see the smile on their face.
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The Red Thread: Chapter 144
The Library of Pastaxandria has recorded for its shelves: Chapter 143 of The Red Thread.
Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Reader
Chapter Summary:
Ciro’s focus remained fixed unerringly on Matt, the sensation of such a weighted gaze raising the hairs on the back of his neck, as did the words that followed. “You do not wish to hear my apology for my words, not because I do not mean it but because you do not think you deserve it.”
And Matt…
Flinched.
Wordcount: 5,788
Warnings for this chapter: slight angst in this chapter. There might also be a vague implication of self-harm too (Matt's habit of going to fight when he's feeling guilty) although I'm not sure it's out there enough to qualify for a warning, but I like to be careful.
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@lilyspaintedred liked for a starter ! semi plotted
⸺ 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗘𝗟𝗧 such unequivocal alleviation as once more his vocal cords begin to function . it had been an unusually difficult case , one during which he had felt his heart stop as wide eyes had taken in the most unsettling scene imaginable ; one during which lily had almost been hurt . he's still pacing anxiously as they wait for sam and dean to drive out to the right cemetery and find the bones , glancing nervously in the direction of the blonde leaned against his own vehicle every few seconds - as though if he looks away long enough , she'll be gripped once again in the vice like clutches of danger . a deep exhale born of undeniable relief trembles broad shoulders as lucas lets out an experimental hum , a low note at last filling the air as he makes his way over to the car .
❝ lily , i - . . . ❞ every nerve sets alight as he attempts to conjure the proper phrasing , the right way to express all that he needs her to know . ❝ i can't do this . . . i can't keep pretending that - fuck . . . you almost got hurt . ❞ he forces another deep respiration , rough digits rubbing a clenched jaw . ❝ you almost got hurt , or worse , and it felt like i was about to crack in half , lily . i can't keep - i just - . . . ❞ lips purse with frustration , trying only a moment longer to find the words before deciding that words simply are not enough . instead , timid hands find purchase against the silken dermis of ivory cheeks . honey - tinted optics drown in ocean like counterparts , nostrils flaring as the medium summons every ounce of courage in his possession . ❝ i can't keep pretending i haven't wanted to do this since the day i met you . ❞ he brushes a golden tress from her countenance as the sentiment is murmured , slowly , timidly , tenderly closing the space between their lips .
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anyway the reason i was on eder's wiki is because i was reminded of the fact that his parents are still alive. and i think it would have been fun if they showed up in deadfire following eothas and eder had to confront all of That with them.
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