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do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the
hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the
not-at-all. do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely
frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to
reach.
an old anatomy book is still laying open on the coffee table — the remnants of a professor telling her to always, always get her make up designs as anatomically accurate as possible. so she studied the muscle system, the nervous system, bone structure … everything that makes up the human body, that she could potentially end up sculpting a fake wound for. ( one of her last gigs? one open fracture. and she’s worked on a zombie movie once. she knows her stuff. ) though while it’s true that it helped her perfect her designs, especially by nailing the realism down, it never prepared her for the real thing. which is why there’s a laptop perched up on said book, wiki–how on display on the screen, in french —- just to be sure. at the same time, she’s sitting on said coffee table, with a bleeding man on her couch.
she’s seen her share of gory things, and working in a funeral home certainly helped her build a tough skin ( not to mention, the ghosts ) but dead people don’t feel the pain, and if the stitches aren’t right, they don’t get any complications. it suddenly feels like a lot of pressure. but she agreed to help him so she’s…she’s doing it; winces everytime the needle pierce through the skin covering brow bone, mumbling an apology. by the time he speaks again she’s done with her hazardous stitches, gently applying antiseptic on his wounds, leaving a bandaid every time it was needed. she feels for him at the words and she sighs, the tapping becoming even gentler. “i know you do. it’s a difficult life you’ve chosen. you … can tell me about it, if you want?” the last bandaid applied, she punctues the action with a quiet ‘voila.’ as lips slightly curve into a smile. she speaks again, on a lighter tone; “you know, i could cover your bruises. no one would know what happened, and i hear it’s very relaxing to get your makeup done.”
first and foremost, my name is ivy, but you can also call me root. she/her. i’m 17 & from bulgaria, which makes my timezone shitty as fuck gmt +3. i’ll make sure to keep these short & sweet.
II. DISCLAIMER.
i am not affiliated with charlie cox, any other face claim used on this blog, the creators and writers of both the daredevil comics and show or anything else in between. i am not matthew murdock & he does not belong to me. the only things on this blog that i do own are all graphics & writing. if for whatever reason you are not pleased with my portrayal, feel free to give your input but do not try to offend me. hate will not be tolerated.
III. ABOUT.
i am currently in the process of reading whatever comics i can find. there is likely a lot that i don’t know about the marvel universe as a whole, so please do not attack me. tell me.
this blog will be slow reply as i have a very hectic school life & various other accounts to be active on. please do not pressure me to reply. i have my own pace.
this blog is mutuals only in terms of actual threads, but memes are open for anyone to send.
there will be no smut whatsoever because of my age and the fact that i am uncomofortable writing it.
other standard roleplay rules apply: do not godmod, be rude or assume things about my muse without my explicit say. do feel free to discuss headcanons & plots with me at all times, respond to open starters & like starter calls.
triggering topics ( ex.: death, gore ) will be present and tagged accordingly. ( trigger // )
i reserve the right to update these as necessary.
IV. MAINS.
tba.
V. SHIPS.
i will not force anything on anyone i interact with & i expect the same, thank you. if you think there’s chemistry between our muses, feel free to message me about it.
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general
* full name : daeva jane finnley. * nickname(s) / alias(es) :finn / jade finnley cordes. * date of birth : january 10th, 1986. * gender : female. * romantic & sexual orientation : demiromantic bisexual. * nationality : american. * species : human. * occupation : former fbi agent / currently freelancing investigative journalist. * status : considered deceased / lives under alias as a different person. * residence : new york city. * known languages : english, german, spanish.
* mbti : intp // the intp personality type is fairly rare, making up only three percent of the population, which is definitely a good thing for them, as there's nothing they'd be more unhappy about than being "common". intps pride themselves on their inventiveness and creativity, their unique perspective and vigorous intellect. they love patterns, and spotting discrepancies between statements could almost be described as a hobby, making it a bad idea to lie to an intp. this makes it ironic that intps' word should always be taken with a grain of salt – it's not that they are dishonest, but people with the intp personality type tend to share thoughts that are not fully developed, using others as a sounding board for ideas and theories in a debate against themselves rather than as actual conversation partners. * four temperaments : choleric. // the choleric temperament is fundamentally ambitious and leader-like. they have a lot of aggression, energy, and/or passion, and try to instill it in others. they can dominate people of other temperaments. cholerics also tend to be either highly disorganized or highly organized. they do not have in-between setups, only one extreme to another. as well as being leader-like and assertive, cholerics also fall into deep and sudden depression. essentially, they are very much prone to mood swings. * zodiac sign : capricorn. * positive character traits : organized, goal-oriented, persistent, resourceful, loyal, reliable. * negative character traits : detached, stubborn, straighforward, reckless, idealistic, ruthless.
A LOOK INTO THE MIND OF THE MISUNDERSTOOD (VIGILANTES, FIGURES OF AUTHORITY), by J.C.
first and foremost, this story is not finished. it is not to be published yet, not by a long shot, and i doubt it ever will be. for a community so complex, most of the time we overlook how much the roles of the types of people aforementioned overlap. perhaps we do so out of fear, or anger, or something else, but it is not out of ignorance. i refuse to belive that the people of this city do not care deeply for each other, despite the ever-growing gaps of mistrust between them. we carry each other's burdens, secrets, feelings. we lean on each other. more often than not, we take each other for granted.
now imagine you did not have that luxury. no coworkers, no friends, no family. it sounds impossible, doesn't it? but it's not. it is a mindset. in fact, it's surprisingly common among new yorkers. you probably already knew that, though, so let me get to my point. we all once had these. some still do. i am here to voice the thoughts of those who don't.
namely, as someone who is profoundly misunderstood, i am here to tell my story of both a figure of authority, and a vigilante. why would i out myself like this, you'll ask yourself. probably for leverage --- my story overlaps with many others, and if this is ever released to the public, it will be to end the secrets i'm keeping once and for all.
it all began when i was assigned to the organized crime unit of the fbi -- only a few months in, my team was already making headway
