#elektra.

[prophecyprompts]

#ELEKTRA:   translated by anne carson.  

i ask this one thing: let me go mad in my own way. 

i am the shape you made me. filth teaches filth.

do i not live? badly, i know. but i live. 

in times like these, self-control has no meaning. 

yes, i know sorrow. i know it quite well. 

strange. i don't think of you as a mother at all. 

vengeance is coming. 

don't you see what you're doing? you make your own pain. 

how many times can a heart break?

why are you so in love with things unbearable? 

how i pity the dark life you live. 

i've learned to side with winners. 

there is no one on earth i have hated and loved like you. 

is this the brilliant [name]? 

oh, my love, take me there. let me dwell where you are. 

i know what i am. 

death itself is not the worst. 

worse is to live when you want to die. 

[parajedesierto]

Jae Lee, Elektra.

[rejectory]

@profanemouth: “this wouldn’t be a personal issue for you, would it?”

Why? Because commissioning a “private” eye, as self-flattered, to tail one Matthew Murdock day and night comes with the peripheral risk of getting an eyeful of his knickers?

Adorable.

With great discipline, not a muscle on Elektra tightens. She wonders what else one dirty look can glean Jessica Jones as she licked-thumbs her way through a butter-edged wad of cash and discovers, oh, look, the tip is included.

❝—You’re welcome to buy yourself something to wear with that. Do let me know if he’s still got a great body.❞

[techniwonder]

❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ to elektra from (re4) leon 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

elektra.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“ but wouldn’t you be the lucky one? ”⠀⠀how absolutely expected it is for her to treat the compliment like it's someone talking about the weather. 'cute' isn't one of her routine compliments from men, but it's acceptable nonetheless. maybe it's helped by the fact that the kennedy boy himself is just too precious, too sweet* for words. painfully naive (or maybe just stupid) at times and almost downright pathetic at others, elektra finds him no different than a little puppy nipping at her heels.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ah, but it's just a fun game—a little cat and mouse to keep her entertained before she finds a new boytoy to play with. it really isn't anything serious...⠀⠀“ since you get to see me be so cute, after all. ”

[krsariddler-blog]

                  vagando sem rumo por aqui e ali, riddler era dono de uma inquietude marcante, e se aproveitava da música para rodopiar pelo salão de par em par, sem se apegar a um fixo ou finalizar uma dança, simplesmente porque permanecia entediado diante com todas as coisas comuns de bailes natalinos. não que estivesse se desfazendo do evento, na verdade, havia muito para se fazer até certo ponto. o problema era que quando se esgotavam as tais atividades tradicionais, a tendência era repeti-las por toda a noite, o que, para beom-seok, se tornava facilmente chato. mas, claro, imprevisível como o mesmo era, logo se ocupou com algo inédito na festividade: estava agora, dançando com mariah carey, com quem seguiu conversando despreocupadamente e por fim sossegou até a música acabar, e no passar daqueles rápidos quatro minutos, já era como se fossem velhos e bons amigos. talvez não fosse a sugestão mais prudente, mas, partindo da ideia de que ela esqueceria tudo ao fim da festividade de qualquer forma, guiou a cantora até perto de sua parceira de missões, @krsaelektra, parando ao seu lado com uma risada em conjunto com a de sua companhia famosa. "essa é a elektra, de quem eu estava falando." apresentou, escutando em seguida, como mariah estava gostando dos agentes, da festa e principalmente da companhia de riddler. "vamos mostrar a krsa pra ela? ela vai amar."