#hellsdexil

[prydefully]

@hellsdexil || ♥

She was an experienced fighter - trained by the Wolverine himself - and perhaps that lent to the overconfidence Kitty frequently displayed in battle, but never had it really failed her like this. The ninjas of the HAND were stronger than she had expected, and although she was more than ready to handle the rest of the fight, she wasn’t going to complain about Matt’s presence in it. Especially with the way that her shoulder was hurting and her inability to really move it at this point. That was going to be a pain later.  Either way, she stood her ground. And Kitty didn’t need to be told twice about staying close. If not for her own benefit, she wanted to keep close just in case Matt ended up at risk - keeping him an arms length away could prevent some more serious injuries.  “It’s always time for wise cracks. Keeps the fight fun.” She stood on her toes, peering over his shoulder at the semi-circle of ninja’s just ahead. Sure, she didn’t really have her arm in commission, but she had her legs, and boy was she willing to use them. Her good arm came around, wincing as she held her dislocated arm in front of her to keep it from further damage as she stepped around to Matt’s side. It probably wasn’t her best plan to keep fighting, but she wasn’t going to let him go it alone.  “Ready, Daredevil?” A grin grew on her lips in spite of the situation. 

She was. And Kitty didn’t hesitate - she ran at the nearest ninja, and jumped. Phasing right through them to fake them out, before turning to deliver a swift kick in the back of the knees. It was a strategy she was rather fond of, and didn’t need her arm to make it work. The threat fell to their knees, and she was quick to knock her own knee against the back of their head - and that was enough to take the one out. Maybe she did better under pressure. Or maybe she did better because Matt was right there with her - either way, she was going full hog.  Which was to her benefit - she was back on the ball and focusing. Phasing to avoid a swipe off a blade.  “Ha! Too slow!” 

[goddiviness-a-blog]

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❝ well, well -- looks like you beat me to the punch. ❞ and quite literally. the red DEVILED man loomed over a limb body -- chest rising with breath, cheeks bruising where fists met his flesh. an easy beating. one she only gives to the those who deserve it -- and from what she’s heard, from what her CLIENT had told her -- this man deserved far more than bruises. 

arms fold across her chest, head tilting as a smirk touches her lips. ❝ got a way to make this up to me, handsome? since you finished my job -- girl’s gotta get PAID after all. ❞│ makes you a starter bc i love matt; @hellsdexil

[untolikeiron-a]

hellsdexil matt: what do you mean danny and elektra are the...

/spits drink/ shots fired.

okay matt let’s assess what you’ve done against the hand.

gotten possessed

gotten people killed

loved elektra back to non-corruption

lost a lot

[swallowedblood-archived]

x.     /     @hellsdexil.

          {  m.  }

  the guilt. the pain. the questioning. when was it going to end. it seemed in the end matthew murdock was better off alone. thoughts of losing those around him plagued his very dreams. the thought of chasing them off with his nighttime life, it seemed easier to let them go before he could cause anymore trouble. way to go murdock. you are great at bringing disaster to everything you love.

  bianca was someone who he didn’t want to lose. yet she deserved better. so much better than the murdock boy. swallowing hard as he took as step back. running a hand down his face as he cleared his throat. it was so much harder than it seemed. than he was prepared for. was he breaking up with her? leaving her behind like had happened to him so many times before? so many questions and thoughts circled his mind and he couldn’t make sense of any of it.

  cursing under his breath he shook his head and rubbed at his temple. murdock do you want her to die? do you want to lose her like you lost her? you would have more than onedeath on your hands and that first one almost destroyed you. if you stay around you are only going to bring more pain and suffering to her life. she deserves better. more than you can give her.

  tears threatened his eyes as he shook his head and propped hands upon hips. shifting his weight uncomfortably before unfocused eyes met her face. the outline burning into his senses. her heart quickened as she awaited his answer. the beating pounding in his ears.

                                                  ‘  you deserve so much better, i can’t lose you,  ‘

HE  HAD  TO  BE  KIDDING  .  .  .  But  then  again  ,  Matt  only  knew  those  things  about  her  she  had  allowed  him  to  .  He  didn’t  know  of  her  past  ,  nor  her  present  really  -  only  knew  the  softer  side  of  her  ,  only  knew  the  woman  she  was  whenever  around  him  .  And  that  woman  was  only  a  small  part  of  a  whole  . BIANCA  WAS  THE  KIND  OF  PERSON  he  himself  fought  to  keep  off  the  streets  .  She  knew  who  he  was  ,  what  he  did  at  night  when  he  thought  she  was  asleep  .  But  he  knew  nothing  of  her  ,  nothing  of  her  abilities  ,  her  kill  count  .  All  she  knew  was  that  if  he  was  ever  to  be  told  about  it  ,  Bianca  would  lose  him  forever  . WHEN  HE  TOOK  A  STEP  BACK  ,  she  took  one  towards  him  ,  slowly  .  Only  to  close  in  on  him  a  moment  later  .  Hands  reached  up  to  brace  his  face  ,  cup  his  cheeks  in  her  palms  .      ❛     Matt  ,  please  ,  don’t  do  this  .  .  .  Please----     ❜     Matt  had  been  the  only  stable  thing  in  her  life  lately  ,  the  only  one  who  had  managed  to  keep  her  sane  with  everything  that  was  going  on  .      ❛     It’s  me  who  doesn’t  deserve  you  .  Please  ,  Matt-----  don’t  leave  .     ❜     A  heartfelt  plead  .

[winterscn]

“Why should I leave if I'm feeling completely confident?” Sam didn't understand that. He is not a defenseless child anymore, he can take care of himself due to what he learned from his father. “Sorry, but I'll stay here, even if Hell's Kitchen isn't known for being the safest place on Earth.” //  @hellsdexil

[heroicheartx]

moodboard karedevil: for/with @hellsdexil

[killdozcr-blog]

touch elektra. he’ll blow your head off. touch zatanna. he’ll blow your head off. touch daredevil. eh he probably had it coming.

[deathitsclff]

@hellsdexil continued from here

She didn’t have to ask what he wanted to know the why of. What else was there to ask? Why she left. If she was being honest, she didn’t know why it mattered. Why it hurt. He’d seen her for what she really was and he didn’t want her. She was a monster, and she’d behaved monstrously, she never expected him to continue loving her after that. Who could love a monster?

Elektra stepped beside him, sitting down, as she looked over the city. Her knees pulled to her chest as she sighed, nothing good would come from this conversation. She was sure of that. 

“I thought it was best for you,” she murmured, her voice was soft but she knew he could still hear her. “I loved you, Matthew. I just... I made a mistake, that night, trying to kill that light that lives inside you.” She paused for a second collecting her thoughts. “I knew it then, as much as I know it now. So I left. You’re a good man,” the best man she’d ever known, “I loved you -” still did, she had never stopped. “I would have done anything to protect you, and so I did the only thing I thought I could. You weren’t like me. I didn’t want you to become like me. So I left, to protect you from the monster that lives inside me.”