MOVED

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For the first time in months I find  myself in the familiar, paralyzing grip of overwhelming depression.Then I get over it.

It’s like I told Foggy, all we can do is move forward… t o g e t h e r . 

Gillian Flynn, Dark Places (via robbinggraves)

magnificent-stranger (via wnq-writers)

Sometimes even when you get knocked down, you can still win.

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             “Your friend, the portly blond with the cheerful disposition?               Don’t look so scandalized, I may have spied on you a bit.               I can’t imagine you didn’t notice, with those senses of yours.               The fellow’s named after a weather condition, yes? Foggy               or something of that nature.”  Loki knew exactly who Foggy Nelson was. Exactly what his name was. Exactly where he worked and what he looked like.  But he wasn’t certain Matt would be receptive to that particular, delightful personality trait of Loki’s which compelled Mischief to aggressively dissect whatever subject currently fascinated him, with morbid accuracy to detail.               “Ehm, Mr. Murdock, I do hate to, as you say, ‘break it to                you,’ but you just spoke the fellow’s name.  Von Doom.                 Great Norns, you’ve a self-assured adversary on your                 hands.” He paused, eyebrows thrusting high on his domed forehead, and indulged in a dry chuckle. Oh dear, I’m clever.  Surely he’s noticed.               “The magic subtly varies from my own, which is derived               from various ancestral and natural spiritual reservoirs                in Asgard and realms generally other than Midgard. Ehm,               Earth, as you call it.  My spell is simply a matter of analyzing               the spatio-temporal ‘finger prints’ on the automaton’s                computing circuitry, and scanning through the souls that               have come into contact with it.  Doom himself provided               me with plenty of the data.  He seems to enjoy his               evil monologues. When all this is said and done, I shall               have to see if I can’t use him as an amusing puppet in               one of my own schemes. That is a terribly manipulable                ego he has. ”   He grinned, unbridled, at Matt.               “Off the record, of course, darling.” 

     “Oh, was that you?”

  Given how often Loki had caught him at suspiciously   opportune moments, Matt couldn’t be surprised at the   revelation. But he got the vague impression now that he   should have WARNED Foggy, rather than keeping mum   about Loki’s visits altogether. If he weren’t so used to   brushing aside the guilt of lying... 

  Matt sighed, betraying a somewhat harried look.

     “Of course. Of course. With a name like DOOM,       it couldn’t have been anyone else who sent the       deathbot.”

  He was a lawyer and a vigilante, not a politician. How   was he supposed to shake the ruler of a country off   his back without causing several injuries or a war?    Who constructed robotic simulacra and uses magic.

  Matt had almost brought a headache on himself   when his thoughts snagged on another detail.

     “What, you mean you’re... eavesdropping on him?       From here?”

matt murdock in every episode → 1.11 / the path of the righteous