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@artistikill
𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 from daredevil born again with some comic inspo. private, selective, multiverse, headcanon heavy. 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙱𝚈 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰. she / her ( 26. ) british. established march 27th, 2025. read my rules! triggering content present & tagged.
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@kataireo said: " i didn't think you'd show. " / prompt.
he fiddles. gloved hands stroke over one another anxiously. standing in the darkness of an alley, what he perceives as his true home. he's familiar with the darkness and the danger that comes with it. teeth grit as he waits for her, a heel pressed to the brick behind him. karen had reached out to him. for an interview with muse, of course. but being as widely wanted as he is by police, it's important he keeps a low profile.
she appears around the corner, reluctant, and he can tell through the moonlight that she glows. art. the alley lights up as his gaze lands on her face and the first thing he thinks about is blood. her blood, staining blonde locks and dripping from gouged out eyes. her voice comes next, i didn't think you'd show, and he feels his knees weaken. control yourself, you're not here to make art of her.
" i wouldn't leave you alone in the dark, " comes his reassuring response. except there's very little that's soothing about it. an eerie twist to his tone, he always sounds like he's verging on unstable and he resists the urge to hit himself out of frustration. no need to scare her. " did you get here okay? " friendly. always friendly. she'd never suspect what he gets up to. " it can be so... dangerous. "
* 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘.
feel free to change pronouns / wording!
“ you gonna talk to me or not? ”
“ you’ve been gone for three days. ”
“ i think i can look after myself. ”
“ people go missing every day. ”
“ how do you know that? i never told you that. ”
“ they’re gonna catch you one day. ”
“ a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do. ”
“ i know, i’m sorry i’m late. ”
“ prettier than your picture. ”
“ you didn’t tell me that. ”
“ they’re all liars, playing their online games. ”
“ now i have to kill you. ”
“ human life… so delicate, so fragile. ”
“ i need someone real, someone who understands. ”
“ is that a line? ‘cause that’s a bad line. ”
“ you know i don’t believe in labels. ”
“ justify it any way you want, you still broke the law. ”
“ i almost needed therapy for that breakup. ”
“ i’m living my life, and a man doesn’t define it. ”
“ you remember that i’m a hacker, right? ”
“ understand that’s a loaded weapon you have in your hands. ”
“ we are so doomed as a generation. ”
“ can we grab a drink sometime? ”
“ haven’t you heard? i’m all reformed now. ”
“ someone’s watching me. ”
“ i had a peeping tom, once. put a giant mirror in my window, made him stare at himself all night. ”
“ too ‘love me, stalk me, kill me?’ ”
“ technology isn’t bringing us closer together, it’s allowing us to treat people as disposable. ”
“ but is technology or the way human nature uses technology to blame? ”
“ he’s pretty cute for a madman. ”
“ i’m just messing with you. ”
“ you’re dating stalkers now? ”
“ don’t drink and date stalkers. ”
“ this guy knows exactly what he’s doing. ”
“ yep, that’s not legal. ”
“ you’re gonna need more than a hunch. ”
“ i’m staying with you. ”
“ i don’t believe in guns. ”
“ you made it this far, but we are just getting started. ”
“ the camera doesn’t lie. ”
“ she’d still be alive if you’d done your job. ”
“ i think you’re thinking about it a lot. ”
“ you are not some superhuman person. ”
“ i just notice that you come in here a lot. ”
“ you think this impresses me? ”
“ people like me don’t work for people like you. ”
“ i kinda lost faith in authority. ”
“ flowers are a bit much, aren’t they? ”
“ how did you know where i live? ”
“ i need you to be straight up with me. is there a serial killer in my house right now? ”
“ well, he didn’t slit our throats. that’s a good start. ”
“ wanna go on a date? ”
“ yes, i’m on a payphone. so strangers like you can’t crank call me. ”
“ i didn’t want us in some noisy room surrounded by a bunch of people. ”
“ you gonna give me an idea of where we’re going? ”
“ i don’t trust anyone who doesn’t like beer. ”
“ makes you realize how temporary everything is. ”
“ i don’t know what i would do if anything happened to you. ”
“ are you trying to flirt with me? ”
“ pulling out someone’s teeth sure isn’t a great character trait. ”
“ he feels powerful… arrogant. ”
“ that’s an extraordinary power, a delicious responsibility. ”
“ thought you’d like a snack. it’s a croissant. it’s french for doughnut. ”
“ if only we could meet properly. ”
“ please don’t sleep with him. ”
“ it’s easier for me to emotionally process when we don’t use such crude words. ”
“ we’re not not having a life because of this freak. ”
“ whoever this killer is knows we’re watching. ”
“ an equal opportunity serial killer… at least he’s got that going for him. ”
“ you only do that when you’re trying not to gossip. ”
“ remember, homicide carries a minimum sentence of twenty years. ”
“ you know what these guys do when they get an audience? they perform. ”
“ it’s gonna get a lot more scary. ”
“ there’s a man missing. ”
“ bad news, you’re fired. just kidding. ”
“ sometimes you gotta stand back to get the full picture. ”
“ it’s so easy it terrifies me. ”
“ the internet’s a place where you can create an illusion, show people only what you want them to see. ”
“ you’re not answering my calls. ”
“ how did you even know it was my birthday? ”
“ you a cop? you smell like a cop. ”
“ you can’t just ignore my calls. ”
“ how could you write up that story? ”
“ nobody does flowers anymore. ”
“ creeped you out, didn’t i? ”
“ perfection doesn’t exist. ”
“ people have no idea the trail of information they expose to the world. ”
“ you gonna answer that? ”
“ what we don’t see, we don’t know. ”
“ my dad’s terrible with directions, too. ”
“ we’re all looking for something, isn’t that why we’re here? ”
“ someone is playing some sick joke on you. ”
“ my date turned into a three-way with a madman. ”
“ i’ll never get that visual out of my head. ”
“ saying bad things about bad people doesn’t always end well. ”
“ by throwing a party in protest you’re simply provoking him. ”
“ the killer is obsessed with you. ”
“ just because he’s gone silent doesn’t mean he’s not a threat. ”
“ if he wanted to kill me, i’d be dead already. ”
“ i don’t believe in bad luck. ”
“ women can be serial killers too. ”
“ think you know me? that you can catch me? ”
“ careful, you might have a concussion. ”
“ just thought we should chat in private. ”
“ everybody turns bad for a price. ”
“ you’re not afraid? you should be. ”
“ i promise you won’t feel a thing. ”
“ i hate flowers, they die so quick. ”
“ how do you sleep at night? ”
“ i am really not in the mood to chitchat. ”
“ i don’t think i understand that kind of obsession. ”
“ you’re looking at me like you didn’t want my help. but you took it, didn’t you? ”
“ do i have to kill someone else to get your attention? ”
“ sure looks like a motive to me. ”
“ don’t you just wish there was a way to get back at him? ”
“ if something happens to you it’s my fault. ”
“ you’re gonna get caught. ”
“ did i scare you? ”
“ doesn’t it creep you out a bit that the killer hasn’t killed anyone recently? ”
“ you don’t have an apocalypse plan? ”
“ he didn’t die peacefully, i can tell you that. ”
“ just warn me if anyone comes back. ”
“ you had no right to go through my things. ”
“ do you not see how bad this is? ”
“ is that a dead body? i’ve never seen a dead body. ”
“ i’ve killed a lot of people, all for you. ”
“ do you know how dangerous it is for a person like me to have access to this kind of stuff? ”
“ monsters are made. ”
“ you shouldn’t be here. ”
“ too many people have died because of me. ”
@altarbov said: " don't you care about all the people you killed? " / prompt.
there's an icy chill that bites atop the roof, and he overlooks the incredible cityscape. the building opposite is where he intends to paint his next masterpiece, in view of all and the perfect surface for him to work on. legs dangle off the edge of the roof and he hums quietly to himself. muse senses his presence before he announces it, daredevil, though he doesn't move from his position. " you know, even i need downtime... "
jesting, his fingertips run along the building's verge, savouring the roughness of it. he's always open to the textures of the world. wonders what daredevil's suit feels like. " isn't it quiet up here? " don't you care about all the people you killed? he blinks. " you're ruining it, " he tells him bitterly. still, never one to dwell on the negative, he kicks his legs and smiles to himself. " you could join me, you know... i won't tell. " is daredevil capable of anything other than guilt? suffering...
" didn't bring sandwiches, did you? " he hasn't eaten in hours. head finally turns to look over his shoulder at the man, the beast, in the darkness. a glimpse of crimson, a moving shadow. car horns beep down below and he thinks what a long way down it is. thinks about the beauty of a fall like that. the splatter, the river of red... absentmindedly, he asks, " if i fell right now, would you try and catch me? "
@artistikill said: " tragedy can transform a man. "
she'd been complimenting his art, and had asked where he'd learned such a skill. wanda hadn't been expecting such a profound answer. caught off-guard, she blinks at him. [ don't say something stupid. ] " that's nice. " [ that's nice? ] i panicked! " sorry you uh — went through that... " swallows. blinks again. what am i supposed to say? [ anything but that. ] it's an awkward topic for her. no one can relate to tragedy more than herself. after everything she's been through, she's a walking tragedy. except she doesn't wallow in it. not unless it earns her something.
" so you... turn your tragedy into art? " arms fold over her chest. she'd been dropping by muse for the past few weeks, a talented weirdo who spends most of his time painting provocative murals. she's a big fan. " what's this piece gonna be? " it's currently a mess of reds, but she knows it'll turn into something impressive. " looks like a bit of a blood bath right now. "
sorry you went through that. lips curve upwards, unbeknownst to her, as he swipes another streak across the brick. " i'm not. " a necessary evil, and while some might call him overdramatic, his tragedy is his own and he holds it close to his heart. it'd made him who he is today, after all, and for that he is eternally grateful. even if lives had to be lost to get him there. " i use it, " he corrects, " there's a difference. " wanda's a tiresome but welcome presence. admittedly, between the blood, gore and dead bodies, he finds himself lonely from time to time. bastian had always been a social kid, despite his past suggesting otherwise. craving acceptance and affection all his life, he seeks company like a worm seeks soil.
" i can't tell you that... it'll ruin the surprise. " muse gives a chuckle at her following words. blood bath is correct, in the literal sense. she doesn't need to know how right she is. " all good things start off a little messy, " he shrugs, turning to face her. " don't you think? "
* 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋: 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐏. 𝟕-𝟗.
feel free to change pronouns / wording! spoilers ahead!
— " when you look out this window, what do you see? " — " you didn't get those bruises at work. " — " i went for a walk, i'm having trouble sleeping. " — " i'm just dealing with some things, and obviously not very well. " — " you have been tamping down trauma for so long, you can't even see when it's bubbling up inside of you and threatens to ruin everything good you have. " — " you give me your word and then you pull this shit? " — " cops ain't gonna do nothing about it. " — " you've been causing a lot of chaos. " — " if you're looking for attention, there are other ways. " — " are you asking for my permission, or my help? " — " no one knows i'm there. " — " all i ever wanted to be was an artist. " — " you've unlocked something in me. " — " you're not listening to me. " — " becoming your true self can be scary. " — " we can't hide from ourselves. " — " it's only when we embrace who we are, we can truly be free. " — " now there are no more secrets between us. " — " there's only one question on your mind right now. 'can i make it to the door in time?' " — " we're a team here, and hiding things from one another isn't gonna get us anywhere. " — " don't fucking call me that! " — " you understand who i am. " — " please don't hurt me. " — " don't you care about all the people you killed? " — " do you feel nothing? " — " anybody who needs a mask is a coward. " — " are you actually threatening me? " — " it wasn't a nightmare? " — " i killed him. " — " you didn't have a choice. " — " i'm not supposed to be here. " — " you deserve to be happy. " — " i killed him, do you have any idea what that felt like? " — " they're just these underdeveloped boys, hiding behind masks, trying to make it look like something more sophisticated. " — " i saved me. " — " i promised you i wouldn't kill him. " — " why would you keep all this from me? " — " if i cannot be with you, i cannot be. " — " i won't say anything. " — " i promise i won't ever leave you again. " — " excessive methods work. " — " i should be seen. " — " my voice should be heard. " — " this whole thing is not my fault. " — " i'm not here to judge you. " — " i barely recognise you, what is going on? " — " we're not serving justice here, we're babysitting chaos. " — " may you always remember to forget the things that make you sad, but never forget to remember the things that make you glad. " — " i didn't think you'd show. " — " i don't want your respect. " — " that's what good men do, right? defend their worst enemies. " — " i don't trust you for a second. " — " you know we're not exactly cool right now? " — " did you come alone? " — " turns out you're not the only one wearing chanel number five. " — " oh my god, you're not even listening to me, are you? " — " we should speak truth to power. " — " try not to draw too much attention. " — " it's been said that keeping secrets can make us sick. " — " you will pay for what you did. " — " you are the very best at this type of thing. " — " i think it's better i come back once you've had some rest. " — " you watch your back. " — " you're pretty much the last person i expected to find here. " — " power goes out, you got nothing to make a goddamn pot of coffee in this house. " — " is that a new costume? what do they call you now, nightgown man? " — " aftershave and a haircut, that all for me? " — " thought this wasn't your fight. " — " i'm not sure i want that kind of help. " — " do what you gotta do. " — " you can't help yourself, can you? " — " you're a goddamn liability every time. " — " nothing in this world a good cup of coffee can't fix. " — " i don't believe you don't care. " — " you sound like you're jealous. " — " i'm glad you're back. " — " just trying to survive. " — " it's an honour to meet you. " — " i'm a big admirer of your work. " — " you think you know my pain? " — " you will not survive. is that what you want? " — " my mistake was thinking i was immune to the darkness. " — " i let the dark power me. " — " i wanted to kill him. "
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he doesn't seem happy to see me. and who could blame him? a nosy girl following him to his lair, for lack of a better term and, had he not realized i was there, get a front row seat of him creating his art. and for what? to argue with him about honour amongst murderers? something that, along with any moral compass, doesn't truly exist?
he repeats the word dibs like it's something ridiculous or maybe he's confused, forcing my gaze to sharpen into daggers as i fold my arms over my chest. i walk closer to him, an act of bravado, as if to say i'm not afraid. if this person truly is who i think he is, then we're nothing if not equals, a pair of matching bloodied hands fighting over who gets the kill. and i thought i once said i'd never fight anyone over a man. yet, here we are. how did he even come across charlie? why him, of all the people that were out that night? is there a reason, or just pure luck? a random rat caught in his trap?
what do you think is going on here? his question makes me blink. brows raise, as if to say, you're kidding me, right? does he think i'm naive? does he think i would believe him if he were to say that he isn't planning to kill charlie and will let him go after he's done with him?
“ well, it's obvious, isn't it? you're going to kill him. ” a stupid question demands an answer laced with obvious irritation. i gesture to the palette knife in his hand. “ you're going to make him into one of your art pieces. ” if i weren't so pissed off, perhaps i might find it beautiful, turning people into a masterpiece. human beings are so ugly, at least the ones who've fallen victim to my hands. it would take a great deal to try to turn them into something beautiful. i start walking toward charlie. “ you should go find someone else to use for your painting, though. he was mine first. ”
you're going to kill him. muse scoffs, dumbfounded. taken aback. he scoffs a second time — speechless. who does this woman think he is? but, before he can respond, she's making her way towards the man on the table. " you don't know what you're talking about, " he stresses, storming after her. frantically, melodramatically, he blocks the table from her, arms spread wide. " no! you can't do that. " a statement. a hopeful one. is he convincing himself that she can't or her?
palette knife is extended outwards threateningly. " i won't let you take him. " he's muse's muse, now. his inspiration! it's not as simple as finding someone else... this individual had shone through the darkness, on the corner of that street, his bright smile and friendly attitude drawing something out of muse. he licks his lips furiously behind the mask. then, it dawns on him. hesitation bleeds through his form and he narrows his eyes in confusion.
" yours? " head tilts, blade wavers. " what do you mean yours? your what? " he was mine first. her kill? her victim? her muse? perhaps she's an artist too, in her own ways. " tell me, " he presses, " tell me, tell me, tell me. "
* 𝐇𝐁𝐎'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟐.
feel free to change pronouns / wording! spoilers ahead!
— " we didn't save anyone, did we? " — " none of this is fucking fair. " — " when we kill him, we kill him slowly. " — " first of all, 'okay' means stop. " — " sorry, i was in the moment. " — " i know i'm a hard-ass, and maybe overprotective. " — " i can't hold myself responsible for another person's emotional state. " — " are you in fucking therapy? " — " don't tell anyone i'm in therapy. " — " it ain't the scope, it's the shooter. " — " you wandered off on your own. we have rules for reasons. " — " i woke up this morning feeling sad. " — " you're lying to me, and it's exhausting. " — " you can't heal something unless you're brave enough to say it out loud. " — " i can help you. say it out loud, no matter what is, no matter how bad, i promise i will help. " — " jokes aside, can you take things a little more seriously? " — " tell you what, you can go with me. " — " how many infected does it take to bring down a bear? " — " maybe there's a regular person who's trapped and needs help. " — " did you get bit? do i have to shoot you in the face? " — " i hate these things. " — " i have a very serious question for you. how bad do i smell? " — " every guy in this room is staring at you right now. " — " i'm not a threat. " — " i don't need your fucking help. " — " we said that we weren't gonna hurt anyone else. " — " wow, you look like shit. " — " it didn't mean anything. " — " prepare for the worst, hope for the best. " — " ten seconds in, i already can't feel my ass. " — " what are you gonna do? couldn't be saved. " — " where the fuck did they even come from? " — " if i don't make it, i don't make it. " — " i'm gonna take a look. " — " do we look like raiders to you? " — " you're tough, i guess you probably have to be, killing all those people. " — " we don't kill people that can't defend themselves. " — " there are just some things everyone agrees are just fucking wrong. " — " you don't get to rush this. " — " please, get up. " — " i'm gonna kill you. " — " are you in pain? " — " your final moment with someone doesn't define your whole time with them. " — " you cost us time. you let them get away. " — " why wouldn't we wanna take our vengeance? " — " forgive and be forgiven. " — " i normally don't think before i talk, which has gotten me in trouble before, a lot. " — " i don't think that we're strangers to each other. " — " i want to know that i can count on you. " — " i swear, if someone hurts any of you, or the people you love, you can count on me. " — " you're not here 'cause you're worried about me. " — " some people just can't be saved. " — " i shoot a guy, and you feel sorry for me? " — " holy shit that came on fast, how the fuck did you know that was gonna happen? " — " it doesn't mean anything, if that's what you're asking. " — " it wasn't easy to look at either. " — " it's quiet. " — " too quiet. " — " i was trying to sound like a badass. " — " you wanna die? fine. " — " welcome to the fight. " — " now, make your choice. " — " alright, hit it. people to kill. " — " i've never seen a tank this close. " — " these guys were just assholes killed by other assholes. " — " shout if something tries to kill you. " — " is this place gonna fall down on us? " — " please don't make this any harder than it has to be. " — " i would die for you. " — " is this where you were bitten before? " — " it's a little thing, but when you start to hide little things they become big things. " — " i knew how you felt about me. " — " i was hiding it really well. " — " not everyone's as brave as you. " — " you don't have to go. " — " your soldiers are loyal to you. " — " i thought maybe he had been bit. " — " these motherfuckers talk on the radio like they know no one is listening. " — " they're overconfident, it gives us an edge. " — " what we're doing is reckless. " — " are you sure this way is safe? " — " you don't trust me? " — " let's just talk like everything's fine because if i get too anxious i'm gonna barf again. " — " we shouldn't be here. " — " i shouldn't have dragged you here. "
— " if i die it's on me, it won't be your fault. " — " don't get angry. you're a little crazy, and that's exciting. it's one of the reasons i love you. " — " you love me? " — " do i look like i wanna fucking talk to you right now? " — " you came alone? " — " i'm sorry you saw it happen. " — " no one should ever have to see something like that. " — " sometimes, at night, i still hear his screams. " — " the little bitch got what he deserved. " — " there was blood everywhere. " — " when it's your turn, i hope you do a little better than me. " — " you're not gonna guess. " — " how do you even know where we are? " — " you should enjoy being a kid for now. " — " oh because childhood has been such a joy for me so far. " — " you're gonna need something called patience. " — " i'm on a motherfucking dinosaur! " — " so, all the teenage shit all at once, huh? " — " you may not like the rules, but this is my house. " — " i had trouble sleeping. " — " i'm not your fucking kid, i'm your partner. " — " we stick together. " — " i need you to not turn around. " — " if you love someone, you can always see their face. " — " i had no choice. " — " i love you, in a way you can't understand. " — " i don't think i can forgive you for this. " — " you can't let me die. " — " let me see. " — " you shouldn't be on your feet yet. " — " i am not dying out here. " — " everything you do, you do for you. " — " you think you're good and i'm bad? " — " i really hope you make it. " — " i'm the one who kept you alive. " — " they made their choices. " — " thank you for coming back. " — " if i were out there somewhere, lost and in trouble, you would set the world on fire to save me. " — " i didn't mean to hurt them. " — " i let you live, and you wasted it. "
your graphics are lovely! I think they're so cool! with the textures and style!
thank you so much! it's really lovely of you to send this <3
#0azrae7. read rules before following. 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍 '𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓' 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 from the call of duty: modern warfare series. private, highly selective, headcanon heavy & heavily multiverse. 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙱𝚈 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰. personals do not reblog. 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙳.
𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟?
the revenant — at some point in recent years, you suffered what felt to you like a 'death', whether creative, social, emotional, spiritual or even literal, and you've been reborn. this reincarnation didn't come easy, and you're not entirely the person you were, but you sloughed yourself out of your figurative grave with the kind of vigour only a phoenix could have. when you sleep, you dream strange and vivid dreams, and your gaze now holds a certain intensity. when something takes your attention, it doesn't let go. your kindness is endless, as is your love for vast things like the sea, the sky and the stars. you have a certain unshakable fixation with religion or higher powers, and the prospect of death doesn't scare you. in fact, you feel less fear than you should, and you've never felt more alive than you do now. as a deity, you're the god of life and death, of moving on, of growth and of courage.
" i don't want you to get hurt. " @artistikill
" aw shucks, that's sweet of you, " it's a joke, sarcasm dancing off his tongue in a signature quip. it's funny, in a way, that muse of all people is insisting upon his safety… but not so strange as his spidey-sense. or rather, the lack of it.
in the presence of danger, his spidey-sense existed as a constant hum in the back of his mind. they kept his senses sharp, reactive. now? there wasn't so much as a tingle. he wonders if muse really means what he says & so he throws up his hands in mock-surrender.
" i'm not here to fight you, " spider-man claims. it's only half a lie… muse was infamous, he had taken enough lives to justify a solid spidey-punch straight to the jaw. but, if he could handle this with a bit more grace… he would. muse, was, afterall, an unknown. a person, with or without the gore.
" i've heard of you, y'know. all sorts of things, " just things around new york. among other heroes, vigilantes, masks. the thought of his art leaves a pit in his stomach... but peter does his best work when scared shitless. but what was beyond that, " so what's your deal? straight from the source. "
a blink. " you've... heard of me? " the great spider-man has heard of him? has he seen the mural he painted of him? spiders are people too! a hell of a piece that'd been to create. did he appreciate it? did he like it? he's heard of him! muse swallows and reminds himself to blink a few further times. " w-what kind of things? "
his breathing intensifies and his stare sits heavy. he can't help it. there's something about what spider-man says that sends a tingle down his spine. excitement licks its way up his nape and the hidden hair there stands to attention. spider-man knows who he is! " my deal. spider-man wants to know what my deal is? " he can hardly contain himself. " w-well — well, i'm an artist. i paint murals, sculpt sculptures... you might've seen some of my works. they're hard to miss. "
a pregnant pause suggests he's waiting for a response. a confirmation. " people call me a graffiti artist but i'm so much more than that. i even dabble in mosaics. i have a lot in the works, nothing i can show you just yet, but soon! " arms shoot excitedly upwards into the air. " beautiful things! " slowly, they lower, one propping the other up by the elbow as fingers prod thoughtfully at his chin. " hmm. maybe i'll let you be the first to see one of them. not before it's done — no. but before i unveil it to the public. maybe... yes. if you're patient. would you like that, spider-man? "
#artistikill. read rules before following. 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 from daredevil: born again, with some comic inspo. private, selective, headcanon heavy & multiverse. 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙱𝚈 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰. personals do not reblog. 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙳.
