AKA JESSICA JONES

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.

[pialias]

multi muse feat. 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝚨 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒.

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𝚱𝚨𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝚨𝐆𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐒𝚮 𝐖𝚨𝐋𝚱𝐄𝐑. 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝚱. 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝚮𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝚨𝐍𝐆𝐄. 𝐒𝐔𝐒𝚨𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝚮𝚨𝐑𝐃𝐒. 𝐓𝚨𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍. 𝐉𝐄𝚨𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘. 𝐃𝐄𝚨𝐃𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋. 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐆𝚨𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐓. 𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐌𝚨𝐍. 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝚱𝐍𝐈𝐆𝚮𝐓. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌. 𝐒𝐌𝚨𝐒𝚮𝐄𝐑. 𝐌𝚨𝐆𝐈𝚱. 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐓. 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐍. 𝐒𝚨𝐑𝚨𝚮 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍. 𝚮𝐄𝚨𝐓𝚮𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐍. 𝐁𝐋𝚨𝐂𝚱 𝐂𝚨𝐓.

[madamecolette]

- Hi Dad, it’s me. - Karen? Good Lord.

[pialias]

𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩’𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.   𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞,    𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲.   daniel paid little to no attention to that feeling and looked around for the shop owner.   when his eyes fell on her,    he felt his heart skip a beat.   wow… she’s gorgeous,    like the drop dead kinda gorgeous that always made daniel’s palms sweaty.   he instinctively went to wipe them on his pants before the perspiration had even started

❛ uh,    hey there! ❜ daniel's voice sounded too loud for such a quiet place,    and he almost wished he had some sort of volume button so that he could speak a little easier,    ❛ so,    i got a pretty odd question for you,    if you don't mind me asking. ❜ daniel swallowed and he swore that the sound was just as loud as his voice,    ❛ so,    my ma got some of her jewelry and bits and bobs stolen a couple weeks back,    and we've been trying all the pawn shops,    but none of them have seen anything like i've been describing come through. ❜ daniel took a few small steps forward—she was even more beautiful with each step,    and he wondered if he should get any closer.   he could hear everything so loudly,    and he wasn't even sure how he smelled right now.   this was possibly the safest distance,    ❛ do people ever come here to try and trade in their things? ❜ / @witchwares

[pialias]

everything inside of heather felt wrong.  she realized she had no control over what was happening, and that was the scariest part.  she had come to allow herself to trust again, if only a small amount was given—inch by inch,  she allowed buck close to her.  there was a vacant space in her heart and now she had a copious amount of trauma to unpack.  after vanessa’s death,  she chose buck to comfort her in her immense grief that she started to sink into. one thing after another,  she felt that she had nothing left to hold onto until he held out his hand to her.  he gave her something that she had lost—control. h e filled the spaces where sound had left. most of all, he did not hide who he was behind a mask.

❛ i have something that i want you to know… i want someone to know—and i’ve chosen you. ❜ heather took a deep breath and swallowed hard,  feeling shame and embarrassment flood her senses and beg her to keep her secrets.  she pushed those feeling down and breathed out,  ❛ i kept the mask… the one from… from… ❜  she struggled to say his name,  she didn’t want to give him a place between them, and she looked to buck for him too finish it for her, ❛ i still see him… ❜ ( @c4shman )

[c4shman]

it was imperative to keep his calm exterior; daniel was already breaking down for the both of them. but daniel was right, this was a big screw up. how could it have been worse? buck took a moment to think while his hands continued their work on daniels wounds. cleaning, stitching and bandaging. he needed a doctor, but buck was skilled in field medicine, and for now this would work. they didn’t have time for a doctor, they needed to report to mr. fisk and let him know that daniel, bless him, was the source of the leak but it has since been plugged. buck would take the lashing if that's what it came to. he hoped it wouldn’t come to that; he’d plead daniels case on his behalf, though the man was very much capable of doing that himself.

❛ so you have no clue who did this to you? ❜ worrying, but manageable. ❛ for now, lets get you cleaned up — we can return to mr. fisk and you let him know everything that happened, yes? ❜ he looked at his eyes now to show how serious he was. ❛ and daniel… i mean everything. ❜ he nodded, hoping daniel would follow suit. ❛ this is all bb’s fault. mr. fisk is understand; especially when it comes to… let’s say… love. ❜ a smile; more like a grimace. a silly thought that daniel might be in love with her but not out of character for him. ❛ she used you. ❜

[pialias]

daniel swallowed hard. that hurt too. everything hurt so much.   for a while it was like he was floating. mid-air, and nothing seemed strong enough to force him back down, but it was like gravity remembered how to work and he’d met the concrete face first and was alive to tell everyone just how much it hurts to fall.  daniel had fell in more than one way. he fell from honor, he fell from power,  he fell just to fall and fall after.  buck was right.  he had thought that the fuzzy little giddy feeling he got when spending time with bb was love.  daniel knew he wasn’t blameless, he had forced bb’s hand before.  but, but, but!  they had moved past that.  they had grown closer.  she met his mom.   a beat.  then he found the hard drive in her pocket.  daniel’s eyes still burned and he realized that the tears hadn’t stopped falling, he just got used to the way they stung on his face.

daniel nodded slowly to buck, he felt his lip start to quiver and wished his body would do involuntary actions that made him feel even worse.  buck’s voice was more gentle than he had expected, and even that made him upset.  he didn’t deserve it.  he was in too deep to be teetering on the fence about who he could trust.  bb had told him and showed him countless times and he just looked the other way.  ❛ my memory is still a little fuzzy on the details, but it looked like a man wearing all blue… ❜  if the guy was who daniel’s mind was telling him he was, he’s just lucky to be alive.  ❛ i’m sorry… ❜   daniel muttered softly pulling his eyes away from buck.  his voice was gentle and so was his triage,  but that look said many things that daniel didn’t want to face right now.  ❛ i shouldn’t have let it get as far as it did. ❜ too far but not really far at all.

[c4shman]

the injuries weren’t fatal, but they would hurt nonetheless. he saw how daniel’s lip quivered at the pain even in his unconscious state. it was pitiable and because of his growing fondness he felt a twang of pain in his chest at the sight of his miserable state. the ache settled there until it festered into something more manageable. an anger that would give way to violent tendencies. for now, he would let his hands remain gentle. as he brushes a cool rag against daniel’s arm, wiping away the blood to reveal the wound. ❛ daniel… ❜ he said quiet and softly. ❛ daniel, can you hear me? ❜ there was bruising on his head, from the fall, buck deduced.

next was a more precise procedure. stitching him back together, ❛ daniel… this is going to be unpleasant. ❜ he noticed daniel's lashes began to flutter. ❛ oh, there he is. ❜ he gently pats daniels cheek. ❛ you took a blow to the head, as well as other… injuries, daniel. could you tell me what happened with bb? i don’t imagine it was her that did this. ❜ @pialias [ 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 ]

[pialias]

bb had to know what she was doing would put her in danger,  but she also had to know that it would be his ass on the line.  she hadn’t cared.  she played him for a fool.  instead of doing what? talking to him?  he was caught somewhere between a dream and reality, fluttering in and out of consciousness.  the last face he could remember was hers.  she was pleading with him—god, he’d never wanted to see her like that,  but she had known which side he played for,  and thought he was the silly little jester who just happened to have all the information she could use.  part of him felt angry at that,  the other part was overwhelmed with guilt, but anger was all he was left to feel before everything went black.

❛ buck? ❜ daniel said softly,  finally registering the sound of buck's voice. he was going to be bb’s final destination.  the one quick stop to get her to finally stop—cause he tried asking nicely. shit, what a prick he turned out to be, ❛ bb… she was with me… she was crying and begging me to stop… but, i don’t know what happened. ❜ daniel felt his mouth frown. the pain itself was something he could manage. there was a time when he was younger the bigger kids used to tease him about his weight and beat on him, and after that he started wrestling and they didn't try that anymore. so the pain was easy, but this feeling of defeat was harder to stomach. he failed mayor fisk again and he lost bb as a friend. this feeling of guilt was heavy on both ends. 

❛ it had been her the whole time… i screwed up big. ❜  the tears came unbidden down his cheeks, stinking against the open wounds they streamed over, ❛ it’s my fault… i should have known when to stop. i should have known she was using me… i just… ❜ his mind went back to the closeness he had experienced with bb, the thought that maybe a pretty girl like her actually might be feeling what he was feeling too. playing it back, he felt the pain rush into him, realizing he’d been a fool the whole time, but he wasn't a saint. he wasn't someone she was ever gonna choose. it still hurt all the same, knowing he'd set the bridge on fire before ever crossing it to find out.

[seaside-storm]

MICHAEL GANDOLFINI as DANIEL BLAKE Daredevil: Born Again (2025-) 2.06

[pialias]

i feel like plankton when he starts saying 'i win! i win!'

[pialias]

the term multishipping is lost on some people, and since they have no content for whatever it is they ship they pick apart other people's ships like sorry lil losers.

[pialias]

if you don't have a tag saved for spoilers please make one cause i will be posting spoilers.

[current-comix]

Ivan Talavera

[caosenelviento]

Gambit

By KeyeskeKara

[jesicajones]

JESSICA JONES SEASON 1 (2015)

AKA Ladies Night

[nowfather]

𝐓𝚮𝐄  𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌  𝐖𝚨𝐒  𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄,  𝚨𝐍𝐃  𝐓𝚮𝐄  𝐅𝚨𝐓𝚮𝐄𝐑  𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃,  𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝚮𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝚮𝚨𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐖𝚮𝐎  𝐂𝚨𝐌𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝚮𝐈𝐌  𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄  𝐓𝚮𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐃𝐄𝐏𝚨𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒.   he  smiled  and  nodded  as  they  expressed  their  feeling  of  belonging,   their  feelings  of  solitude  washing  away.   how  within  the  project  they  have  found  a  family  they  have  never  had  before.  it  warmed  him.   he  bid  them  farewell,  for  now  and  hoped  to  see  them  again  soon.

he  had  not  been  blind  to  the  new  faces  that  appeared  there  were  5,  to  be  exact,  two  who  looked  skeptical  and  left  as  soon  as  the  sermon  ended.  he  knew  their  end  would  come  for  them  if  they  could  not  open  their  hearts  to  his  words.  it  was  saddening.   two  others  seemed  hopeful.     and  then  there  was  her:    he  did  not  know  her  name  yet,  but  she  had  been  appearing  in  many  of  his  sermons,  observing.

as  the  woman  approached  him  he  let  himself  smile  at  her.   ❛   your  kind  words  are  appreciated,  my  child.   i  have  seen  you  here  a  few  times  before,  but  i  never  got  your  name,  or  the  chance  to  speak  with  you.  ❜  he  notes.  ❛  i  am  pleased  you  have  chosen  to  speak  to  me,  and  given  me  that  chance  now.  all  are  welcome  here  in  our  project.   tell  me…  what  is  your  name?  ❜

[pialias]

good.  he’s  observant,  just  like  she  thought  he  would  be.  she  had  made  the  effort  to  appear  multiple  times  prior  to  speaking  with  him.  she  wanted  him  to  see  her,  get  used  to  her  appearances,  so  when  she  finally  approached  him  he  wouldn’t  be  suspicious  of  her  questions.  she  needed  to  gain  his  trust,  but  first  she  needed  to  appear  like  everyone  else.  lost,  broken  and  open  for  something  to  change  that.  she  tried  to  appear  in  awe  and  match  everyone  else,  but  she  never  spoke  to  anyone  else.  she  also  purposely  looked  around  the  room  as  if  she  were  looking  for  someone  she  knew.  she  needed  to  know  why  her  client’s  son,  andrew  brooks  had  last  been  seen  among  these  people.  for  now  she  kept  his  name  to  herself.  the  name  she  needed  had  to  be  her  own,  albeit  temporarily.   ❛  victoria,  but  most  people  call  me  vicki  or  tori.  ❜  she  gave  a  shy  smile.

if  the  ‘father’  had  been  guilty  of  anything  it  would  have  been  an  intense  staring  problem.  jessica  kept  her  smile  on  her  face,  ❛  i  wasn’t  sure  this  place  was  for  me.  ❜  she  gave  a  vague  shrug  while  looking  around  the  area,  seemingly  in  awe,  but  she  was  examining  it  more  clearly,  ❛  i  hope  i  don’t  offend,  but…  i’m  still  kinda  unsure  about  alotta  things.  ❜  jessica  needed  to  play  the  part  of  a  lost  women  seeking  something  more  than  herself,  something  like  salvation  or  acceptance  within  a  community  of  people—all  things  jessica  hated  really.  ❛  i  had  been  trying  to  muster  up  the  courage  to  talk  to  you  if  i’m  honest.  ❜  she  averted  her  gaze  from  him.  damn  his  eyes  were  intense  and  almost  unsettling—does  he  ever  blink? 

[pialias]

leave.  i  want  you  to  leave.  i  never  want  to  see  you  again.  don’t  come  back.  the  words  played  over  and  over  again  in  her  head.  she  felt  like  time  had  made  them  crueler  than  they  had  been.  but  what  use  would  the  truth  be  now.  she  had  been  on  the  road  for  days  now,  passing  through  towns,  never  staying  put  in  one  place.  nothing  felt  like  home.  home  didn’t  even  feel  like  home  anymore.

karen  didn’t  know  how  she  wound  him  listening  to  him.  but  once  she  started  she  couldn’t  stop.  she  sat  alone  away  from  the  group  of  people,  but  close  enough  to  see  his  face.  his  words  made  her  feel  less  lonely.  she  swallowed  hard  when  his  gaze  fell  on  her,  and  a  voice  told  her  she  should  run  and  leave,  but  another  urged  her  to  stay.  stay....

( karen page : joseph seed / @nowfather )  

[pialias]

the  city  was  constantly  changing,  shifting  into  a  new  form  overnight—you  could  recognize  it  from  its  familiars,  but  it  was  the  new  stuff  that  really  piqued  your  curiosities  and  kept  you  grounded.  people  need  that  sort  of  thing  to  make  life  interesting.  they  need  something  to  cling  to  so  they  can  escape  the  mundane.  the  thing  about  religion  is  that  to  someone  who  doesn’t  believe  in  what  they  can’t  see—it  all  feels  like  a  cult.  however,  newly  formed  religions  tend  to  be  the  subject  on  everyone’s  mouths,  especially  in  the  case  of  a  missing  person.

a  soon  as  the  client  left  jessica  huffed  a  sigh.  missing  person’s  cases  ended  up  on  her  desk  more  often  than  not.  usually  there  was  a  new  boyfriend  or  girlfriend  involved,  a  loan  shark  or  simply  just  a  runaway.  but  this  was  the  first  time  a  religious  group  had  been  given  the  finger.  of  course  the  client  had  no  proof,  and  so  it  was  jessica’s  job  to  gather  evidence  against  this  group.

first,  she  looked  on  from  the  distance,  staking  the  place  out  and  researching  the  leader  of  this  said  ‘cult’.  looked  like  every  other  praise  and  worship  group  from  afar,  but  maybe  there  was  something  more  off  putting  in  the  sermons.  jessica  had  went  in  on  a  few  of  them,  and  it  was  as  she  suspected.  a  load  of  bullshit.  though  there  was  something  about  the  ‘father’  of  this  group  that  was  charismatic  and  intense.  but  she  figured  all  religious  leaders  had  that  thing  about  them.  nothing  left  to  do  now  other  than  ask  around. 

at  the  end  of  one  of  the  sermon  jessica  stuck  around  until  the  crowd  started  to  clear,  she  rose  slow  with  intent  and  approached  the  man  himself,  joseph  seed,  she  played  the  part  of  a  intrigued  stranger,  ❛   that  was  an  impressive  sermon,  father.  ❜ 

( jessica jones : joseph seed / @nowfather )  

[pialias]

starter call.