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@deadarmed
YOU THINK, “I OUTRAN IT.” THEN YOU TURN THE CORNER, BAM. THERE IT IS, STARING YOU RIGHT IN THE FACE. ONLY IT'S WORSE THIS TIME, AND YOU KNOW IT WAS ALWAYS GONNA BE THERE. THERE'S NO ESCAPING IT.
DEADARMED. 🗡private portrayal of benjamin “bullseye” poindexter. mobile-friendly rules below the cut.
prompts. pinterest. thread tracker. blogroll.
How many more stars do you need to complete the constellation that is your mind.
so much to process and i have no idea what to do with any of it. but most of all,
where is dex going
quick unarticulated thought while i’m here. while dex owns the responsibility for all the awful shit he does, it’s also sad that he was in some ways set up for failure by the adults in his life (eg mercer telling the guy with bpd/ocd to get really attached to people and rely on intricate rituals. like ok girl) and funneled into a system that preys on aimless young people and rewards violence. like all in all the guy sucks, no way around that and i don’t want there to be one, but there’s just enough sauce there to make the parallels between him & matt (& karen & frank) a lot of fun. tl;dr,
stuck in meeting purgatory for some time but it’s season finale night so he’s on my mind… ddba nation how we feeling
i want you to guide me
on one hand i like the storytelling implications of dex getting his teeth fixed post-Rikers, but on the other hand i really like tooth gap dex. my happy medium is giving him a veneer that's slightly off-color just 🤏 enough to make him twitch.
sender kills someone and the blood splatters on receiver 𖣠 from chase @sunblxdes
The back of his skull hits the wall with a wet crack, setting off an fireworks show in his vision. Dex's head lolls forward, only for the creature to catch his jaw and shove him back into the brick.
There's a way out of this. A weapon he can use. An angle he can hit. But the hand at his belt comes up empty -- his knives are still hilt-deep in the belly of one of the vamps they'd flushed out earlier. He should have grabbed them, should have grabbed anything, but there’d been no time. Through the haze of adrenaline, or anger, or whatever his misfiring amygdala is currently kicking up in spades, he thinks: Shit.
There are good ways to die. Preferable ones. He's sampled several, though none have stuck yet. But it takes little imagination to place trachea ripped out by frenzied newborn low on that list. All the downsides of death without the primary, considerable upside. It's almost funny, in some shitty, cosmic sense.
The vampire's breath is humid on his throat. Before Dex can move, its body jerks, milky eyes gone wide. And then blood sprays his face, his chest, soaking his suit dark as the fine point of a silver bolt splits through the bridge of the vampire’s nose. It groans, twitching, then slumps forward into the crook of his neck.
Dead.
Dex kicks the body back and lets it drop.
The bolt’s fletching protrudes from the back of the creature’s skull. A clean shot. He knows without looking whose work it is, but he looks anyway. There: a few paces back. Familiar eyes over a familiar mask. Chase.
Dex leans back against the wall, sloughing the blood off his eyelids with a gloved hand. He’s in no rush to test his footing after his head got used like a bell clapper, and he's not about to ask Chase for a hand. When it comes to the soldier, the scales are already tipped too far out of favor for his comfort.
"Coulda let it happen,” he rasps. He should have. It made no sense, stepping in. Chase could have leveled the field without dirtying his hands. It takes more effort than usual to draw up a grin and make it look easy. “Now’m gonna start thinking you want me around."
#noticing
WILSON BETHEL Daredevil: Born Again 2.07 "The Hateful Darkness"
dex [?/?]
Daredevil Born Again - 2.07 | The Hateful Darkness
some anatomy study i guess
film ask meme : WAKE UP DEAD MAN (2025) directed by RIAN JOHNSON.
a selection of lines from the 2025 film wake up dead man. modified for rp purposes.
so, you're a fighter, then?
we need fighters today, but to fight the world, not ourselves.
the world is a wolf.
you start fighting wolves, and before you know it, everyone you don't understand is a wolf.
you give me one more shot, and i promise i'll do that.
spirit's got me. let me at him.
i know you're used to flying solo, but i'm here to serve.
if i can stave off that demon, you can.
take my confession.
wealth and the power that comes with it is eve's apple.
his day came at last. i was there.
that holy man's final act of grace was to keep the corrupting evil out of wicked hands.
the darkness of that story was the bedrock of this place.
i found it a tough read, but he pinned all of his hopes on it.
i believed they could heal me. suckered. dipshit moi.
to take someone's faith and exploit it for money is the ultimate evil.
i understand wanting to believe.
i'm so sorry your little coup failed this afternoon, [name].
you all seem scared to death of that guy.
man needs to forgive and start living his life.
it seems like you're intentionally keeping them angry and afraid.
right now, you're angry. you should be. it'd be dangerous if you weren't.
i'd see you're helpless, and i'd do it again and again.
anger. anger lets us fight back, take back the ground we've lost.
are you gonna get angry and fight?
the anger felt less calculated. more unhinged.
i should warn you before you walk out of here, the town is talking.
i was happy the old man was dead.
you're welcome. come in, come in.
it's hard to be in here and not feel His presence.
i kneel at the altar of the rational.
it's like someone has shone a story at me that i do not believe.
listen, you want to kick me out, you go right ahead.
do these stories convince us of a lie? or do they resonate with something deep inside us that's profoundly true?
i'm gonna lose that, and ... and lose my purpose, and i'm frightened.
i ... i don't know how i'll live.
everyone thinks i did it. i didn't do it.
in my heart, maybe i did, and the way it happened was some kind of miracle.
i don't know. i'm lost. i don't know.
would you allow me to help you?
what i see is not a guilty man in torment, but an innocent man tormented by guilt.
no, no, no. i don't belong here.
if you want absolution, then you need to go through this with me.
i need to know you understand the situation.
i'll do whatever it takes to save it. to cut you out like a cancer.
this should not exist in our real world, and yet, here it is.
your original sin has stained this place.
we have all the pieces laid out before us now.
this can't be impossible. there must be a piece missing.
see, i think there's something in there, in your head, that i need to solve this case.
why'd i think i could lie to you and get away with it?
oh, no, you didn't lie. i knew you wouldn't. you just didn't say the dishonest part out loud.
i did it to save the people who believe in him just a little disillusionment.
the spirit really moved him today, huh?
this is devious, it's calculated against me.
you have listened to this flock's stories with empathy and grace, but we're done with that now.
we must discover what happened that night, and what this flock of wicked wolves is hiding.
he was a con man. miracles and supernatural power of god bullshit.
i still wanna believe. how sick is that?
you shut your mouth, you little shit weasel.
if made public, it could ruin people in this room.
you promised if i stuck with you, you could heal me.
i don't need you to be a saint.
you are your father's nightmare.
you cannot buy god's healing.
will you pray for me?
i'm feeling pretty alone, um, right now.
i remember, i knew he was in trouble and i kept going and going until i felt him break.
i killed him with hate in my heart.
we are here to serve the world, not beat it.
you knew all along and you toyed with that poor kid like a cat with a mouse.
news is gonna spread fast and i don't want any lookieloos.
flee into the dark, you murderer!
i'm guilty. i have to confess.
this might get unpleasant. i mean, more unpleasant.
i have to do it of my own free will or it won't mean anything.
if you'd like to confess anything, this seems like a pretty great place to do it.
last night, that same sin rose in me in a moment of fear and rage.
i'm sorry, that was dramatic, but i needed you to stop talking.
is this you sparing our faith or being respectful or something?
i told myself it started with pure intent. but the truth is it started with a lie.
with defiant pride, i confessed.
all my life, i was not the bad one. i was the good one. the faithful one.
it all went according to plan. oh, god.
i didn't reckon the cost.
anything for you, my angel.
he trusted me. because he loved me.
i have lied, i have killed, and now i have topped it all off with a real doozy.
good luck, kid.
blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
hey welcome to everyone who just came over!!! dex is my biggest brainworm rn i'm very excited to work on him :) i'm gonna keep things kind of slow here so i don't burn out like i did on yelena (</3), but that said the inbox is open both here and on discord for plotting or memes!
