Thunderbolts* (2025) + text posts
"all gay people do is -" "all trans people want is -" shut up. the only thing we all have in common is being louder than god's revolver and twice as shiny
I mean we don't even need to think here
The Daredevil costume was fucking itchy.
It was also tight, Dex grunting as he moved, the fabric scraping against some bruises on his ribs as he sat up on the roof, watching the building.
A heavy pair of footsteps appeared behind him before they scraped to a stop and Dex turned around, ready to ask what the hell the person was staring at before he stopped as well.
The Punisher was standing right behind him.
He looked every bit as intimidating as the media portrayed him. Buzzed hair with dark eyes that seemed to pierce into Dex. That white skull emblazoned onto his clothing, subtle.
Dex stood, The Punisher eyed him, like he was examining him over. The other man’s jaw clenched. Dex thought Fisk had mentioned something about Daredevil and Punisher having fought together, he nodded to him,
“Hello”
“Hey again” Punisher said, those dark eyes still staring into him. Dex speaking again,
“What brings you around here, Punisher?” he asks, “Kitchen’s my turf”
The brick of the roof colliding with Dex’s back knocks the wind out of him, for such a large man, he didn’t expect the other to move that fast.
“Where’s Red?”
“Pardon?” Dex coughs up and Punisher chuckles, a dry and sarcastic noise as he has Dex pinned,
“You think I haven’t heard? About you killing folks? Red doesn’t do that, would never fucking do that, you aren’t him…he doesn’t fucking call me by that name”
Dex internally cusses. Apparently the Punisher and Daredevil were closer than he thought, it’s obvious as the former leans down to snarl in his ear, voice dripping with barely restrained fury,
“I’ll ask again, where’s my Red?”
And another quick doodle with barely any sketch done before going straight to linearting.
we can thank the Hawkeye Initiative for Bucky's beautiful crop top ;P (oh I miss the good olden days :D )
I think that, to some extent, they are both the mask.
When people write about this, they (tend to) talk as if Matt Murdock and Daredevil are two personalities placed into one mind, two definitively separate halves of a whole. I don’t necessarily agree with that. Matt Murdock is Daredevil and Daredevil is Matt Murdock, and there is no sharp line between them only a blur. They are just different aspects of one personality, unbalanced when viewed without the context of the other.
I do get the ‘two halves of a whole’ thing, and I think there is an amount of truth to that. But there is no clear separation between the two, no point where Matt Murdock ends and Daredevil begins.
Those who only know Daredevil would think of him as brutal and violent, which he is. Yet those who only know Matt Murdock would think of him as soft spoken and charming, and he’s all that too. Daredevil and Matt Murdock are not mutually exclusive. They coexist.
I also think that this is why Foggy doesn’t seem to accept that Matt can’t just give up being Daredevil. He knows Matt, has never known Daredevil so he finds it hard to accept that this soft spoken and charming guy is a brutal and violent vigilante. Matt acts as the mask there. (@ceterisparibus116 very much inspired this take)
(Plus, the (literal) mask isn’t what makes Matt Daredevil. The anonymity it provides allows him to be a vigilante, but removing the mask doesn’t erase what created/fuels Daredevil, it simply removes what enables Matt to physically be Daredevil.)
In short: Daredevil and Matt Murdock are not separate entities. They are simply different characteristics zoomed in on in a way that ignores the other parts entirely. Both are incomplete without the other, so both are the mask.
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