#justifight

[onefed-blog]

  jess hands him a bag of frozen corn that she keeps handy just for shit like this, holding a shot of whiskey in the other hand that she sets before him.  ‘ i ------ didn’t mean to punch you so hard. ’   which means,  i’m sorry but seeing you back from the dead just like mom scared the ever living shit out of me.  she feels tired from her anger from earlier so she just sighs, draping herself over the arm. ‘ not a lot of people really make it out after a building collapses on them and shit,  so... ’  / @justifight

[itsnotjewel]

justifight replied to your post: justifight replied to your photo: ...

QUEEN

after now caring for one, i’m convinced all trickster gods are actually huskies. 

[itsnotjewel]

justifight replied to your photo: she’s bad and cute and her name is koda. 

i would die for u koda

she’s real cute. and also really sweet she loves people so much. 

she’s also will instigate mischief at the SLIGHTEST opportunity. 

[itsnotjewel]

i’m not a guest. i’m a hostage.

grace and frankie season 5 starters. || accepting 

“You’re not a lawyer, you’re a drama queen,” Jess said, keeping her voice down as she reached over to grab some hors d’oeuvres. She popped a puff of some kind of cheese and fruit into her mouth before she took a long sip of champagne. “Aren’t they honoring Nelson, Murdock and Page for something at this ... shindig? Listen Murdock, I got dressed up for this. If anyone’s the hostage, it’s me,” she said, voice low. She’d had to raid Trish’s closet for anything remotely suitable for a black tie event, she didn’t have much in the way of dress up clothes. 

“You just gotta accept an award, smile, and you’ll be out punching ninjas again in no time. Make it through the night, tough guy. You can do it.” 

[onefed-blog]

❛  i guess danny hasn’t filled you in on everything that’s happened since you were gone.  ❜    he can feel the eyes of the bodyguards stationed at the door ------ he doesn’t need them and likes them even less,  especially the company of suga,  and he instructs them with a wave to shut the door behind them to leave the two of them alone.  a long, heavy exhale that luke had no idea he’d been holding in escapes,  and he leans against the plush leather of the desk chair when he looks at matt.  he hasn’t seen danny, jessica, or colleen in weeks or more ------ misty, he sees often enough but she has a special chip in her shoulder about harlem’s paradise and he doesn’t blame her,  but he had to take power and protect harlem before someone worse did.  even at the risk of his own soul.  he thinks matt would get it.

he crosses over to the other side where matt stands, guiding him with a hand on his shoulder,  gentle despite the strength that courses through him

❛  uh,  chair’s in front of you, about two or three steps on your six.  if you want something to drink ------  i can get you anything.  ❜    pause.  ❛  i saw that shit about daredevil and fisk in the news.  i’m glad to see you.  more than you could know.  ❜   /  @justifight

[onefed-blog]

  ‘ hey ------ wow, you look like shit. ’   karen thinks she’s told him that more often than she’s said hello.  she clears her throat, shifting her weight awkwardly,  offering a small smile.  worried,  but doesn’t think it’s her place to suffocate him and she’s making a very valiant effort to stick to her boundaries. ‘ uh,  sorry.   can i come in ?  i brought coffee and breakfast sandwiches but i guess you would’ve been able to smell that, huh ? ’ / @justifight