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Yuna |โ™€๏ธ| 23 | ๐“†Ž ๐“…“ ๐“ | graduate English language and translation student (hopefully with a degree in legal translation) | LA TRADUCTORA GRANDE | self-taught artist | amateur writer | music addict | in love with a blind lawyer and a redneck archer ๐Ÿ’ž requests: closed for now, more info in masterlist โœจ TUNA TEAM ๐ŸŸโœจ

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Pilgrimage

Pairing - Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader
Summary - Every time Matt visits his mother he finds himself drawn back to his old apartment, lingering opposite it, mourning the life he lost. After remaining vacant for several months it has finally found a new tenant... You!

Coming soon! :P

The summary might change slightly but the theme will remain the same - Reader living in Matt's old apartment! I miss his Netflix show apartment soooo much that I decided Reader should actually live there! LOL!

The first chapter has been roughly drafted. I just need to finish chapter 23 of Luminarium before I start editing it. :)

Ohhhh this is a genius meet cute

LOL! Love that gif! I've got lots of ideas germinating in my head! I'll try not to keep you waiting too long! xxx

That's such an interesting concept

I NEED THAT!!!

(whenever you can ofc โค๏ธ)

Can't wait!!!!!

rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:

  • iโ€™d suffer hell if youโ€™d tell me what youโ€™d do to me tonight
  • heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
  • iโ€™d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
  • idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
  • and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
  • every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
  • the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
  • if I was born as a blackthorn tree iโ€™d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
  • some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
  • before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
  • betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
  • i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
  • screaming the name of a foreignerโ€™s god; the purest expression of grief
  • sweet and right and merciful, iโ€™m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
  • but you donโ€™t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
  • so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how iโ€™m imagining you
  • my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name โ€˜til the fever broke
  • be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
  • remember me, love, when iโ€™m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

true but how could you forget:

  • my peace has always been dependent, on all the ashes in my wake
  • Iโ€™m somewhere outside my life, babe, I keep scratching but somehow I canโ€™t get in
  • And the nights were as dark as my baby, And half as beautiful too
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lemme just add

  • true that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me, that the sound of the saw must be known by the tree
  • if secrets were like seeds, then iโ€™m lying on the marble marvel of the flowers you have made
  • why would make out in words a cage for your own bird, when it sings so sweet the screaming, heaving fuckery of the world

People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought Iโ€™d get right to the heart of the matter

[The artist, putting a simple cake next to a much fancier one: โ€œAw man, that guyโ€™s cake is way better than mine.โ€ The Audience, gleefully holding up a knife and fork โ€œHOLY SHIT! TWO CAKES!โ€]

additions from the og artist (credit)

โ€œHoly shit two cakes,โ€ I mutter to myself as I do fucking anything these days, this post was a godsend

โ€œholy shit, two cakesโ€ should be an official part of Tumblr vocab.

โ€œholy shit, two cakesโ€

should be an official part

of Tumblr vocab.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

SOOOOO funny when youโ€™re having a strong emotion and your logical brain KNOWS youโ€™re overreacting but you literally canโ€™t do anything about it.

Emotional brain: fire and rage and biting and biting and biting

Logical brain: That was an innocent mistake, and not anyoneโ€™s fault.

Emotional brain: youโ€™re rightโ€ฆ fire and rage and biting biting biting for one thousand years tho

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