#nclson

[sevenbulletsavior]

@nclson 📲 [TEXT] - i’ll seduce you with cool legal facts.

[ SMS 📲 Foggy ⚖️ ] Ooo, you know how hot under the collar I get about cool legal facts, counsel. [ SMS 📲 Foggy ⚖️ ] What fact do you have for me today?

[fyrewalks]

i just don't want to see you throw away your entire future. // @nclson

MJ frowns, lips pressed together. Objectively, she knows that she should be listening. He is, after all, her lawyer - his advice is quite literally what she is paying him for. Not that the fee is much; MJ is a broke grad student with rent due. She can't afford a whole lot.

"But it's not a subpoena," she says. Legal jargon isn't totally foreign to her. In addition to being a curious, avid reader, MJ had taken a few classes that dealt with patent law should her interests have changed from biomedical research to other pursuits. MJ has always liked keeping her options open, even if she had moved back to New York for grad school.

"And, if it were, couldn't I just plead the 5th?" This she is less sure of. Regardless, if MJ can avoid any legal entanglements that threaten to reveal Spider-Man's name, she'd prefer it.

[nightmdic]

❛  i'd like to help you, but there's nothing i can do. it's one of our rules here.  ❜

". . .There's a rule?" She almost seems rather defeated by the statement, features softening as gears already start turning in her head, brows furrowing in thought. "I mean, if it's funds you guys need, I have them, I just - I can't exactly not take care of my. . .my night work."

@nclson

[huntershowl-moving]

@nclson said:

❛  i don't know what i'd do without you.  ❜ platonic sentence starters. ACCEPTING

❝ YEAH, WHATEVER. ❞ HELLHOUND hefts the unconscious body of their mutual — ally — onto the couch, which, they note, is already stained with old blood. something tells her it's not the first time something like this has happened. nor will it be the last.

idiot.

❝ i owed him a favor. owed. that's all this is. ❞ technically true. but the amount of times hellhound has stepped in to aid these three is beginning to mount a pile of evidence against her. nelson was the last to earn their respect, but he was ballsy for walking into their territory alone to ask for help — and from the court cases her people have wiretapped, he has a fierce magnetism to him that you don't see every day. ( in fact, the familiarity is a little sickening sometimes. but that's not nelson's fault. )

hellhound kneels next to daredevil and hefts what looks like a long instrument case off her shoulder. the case clicks open to reveal a disassembled sniper rifle and, tucked into a separate compartment, a compact but heavy-duty first aid kit. ❝ they're all dead, by the way, ❞ she grumbles, without looking at him. ❝ you're welcome. ❞

[ripmaxine-archive]

@nclson left an offering :

' were you expecting something else ? '

at first , when foggy had told her to hold out her hands , she had refused . adamantly , actually ! years of half - feral boyish behavior as a child has taught her this lesson : don't close your eyes & hold out your hands just because someone says they have something for you . that was a good way to get a fat little frog plopped in your palm , or sometimes even worms or beetles . ---- but max isn't twelve anymore , all scraped knees and muddy sneakers . she relents , palms outstretched hesitantly , expression betraying how she's bracing herself .

the object placed in her hands is smooth & thin , & after clicking the end it dawns on her . ' a pen ? ' max questions , freckled fingers still curiously mapping it . she can feel an engraving , the letters FPN , and her expression brightens at the realization . ' your lucky pen ? ' she isn't even bothered by his teasing question , were you expecting something else ? ' i don't know , dude . i was kind of worried you'd put something weird in my hand , but this is actually really sweet . are you letting me borrow this because i got my first death penalty case ? '

[infiniitefrequency]

@nclson started following you:

Ainsley didn't visit Harlem as much as she did in her youth, but she wasn't going to a conversation like this be handled by a junior associate. Murdoch, Nelson, and Page had become an up and coming name handling small cases for low level heroes across the boroughs, and one big one. Something she was sure Hogarth was kicking herself for for, having only Jones on her books lately.

Striding past reception, she knocked quickly on the closed office door, opening it, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but I was hoping I could speak to one of the partners of the firm."

She closed the door behind her, slipping her badge from her breast pocket, smiling, "Ainsley Harlow, Agent of SHIELD."

[survivorofhellskitchen]

stop , stop !  just put the  gun  down !

@nclson

"He's going after Matt, Foggy!" She didn't want to do this. There would be consequences not only on the legal side but the continuation of the bloodstains on her soul. But she didn't want to shoot James Wesley either. But she did, after he threatened Matt and Foggy. Seven bullets. And she'd do it again if it meant it would keep the boys her safe.

"Matt can't kill him. Matt won't and he shouldn't have to- but I-" Her head shakes. ".....Matt is going to die, Foggy. If I don't at least try to help him....he's going to die, and he's going to die alone. You can't...you can't expect me to just walk away from that."

[existentialflirt]

"Don't be such a baby. It's just a flesh wound." - for matt murdock !

To be fair, it was probably perfectly absurd to see him wince like any other person to getting a paper cut. It really was an invasive, pervasive pain and putting it in his mouth only made it worse. As if his saliva were somehow corrosive.

"It's not a flesh wound; it's a papercut. That's entirely different."

[wolfwidow-a]

— ⭑ ‘ well, i'm not the moon, 

                                    i'm not even a star

                                                 but awake at night         

i'll be singing to the birds. ’

anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy. anastasia alexeyev is a spy

— ⭑ carrd + promo + wishlist

[spinxeret]

+ @nclson asked :' i was gone for less than two hours. what happened? '

+ God, if she HAD that answer , Mary Jane wasn't sure she'd even know how to put it properly into WORDS . Especially considering that trying to FRAME an entire event around ILLUSIONS working with symbiotes ? There wasn't enough IMAGINATION in all the world to explain it away . " Just another WILD DAY in New York . "

[sevenbulletsavior]

There was little Karen could do when the brawl broke out: she’d been speaking quietly with the man in the back corner booth and suddenly raised, agitated voices became shouts and screams and then the sound of fists connecting with faces. Glass shattered somehow, the scuffle spilling back through the bar and then the booth table that Karen was seated at was rocked hard by bodies slamming into it, men fighting, spittle and blood flying everywhere. Karen had been winded when the table was knocked into her, air knocked from her lungs and then hands were yanking at fighting bodies and tossing them aside.

It took the better part of a half hour for Karen to get her breath back, and by then she was wrapping up and heading back to the office to drop her recorder and notes off into the fireproof lockbox there in her desk drawer. She hadn’t expected Foggy to be there still, pouring over paperwork, and Karen muttered a just me as she entered and locked the door behind her.

“is that  …  blood ?” @nclson sounded concerned, a hand already reaching for her.

Karen paused, looking down at her blouse, seeing now the spatter of blood across the front. “Shit,” she hissed in frustration, plucking at it. “There was a fight and it spilled into our booth. Not mine,” she assured Foggy but she worked on unbuttoning her blouse, walking to where the small bag of clothes she kept at the office was kept.

[heartsbreaking]

"you're a real gentlemen," she hadn't expected him too, but it was sweet. especially since she'd once again denied him his softball dreams. she'd return the favor next time,

"well they're about to!" karen whispered back with a laugh. she enjoyed the bodega drama as much as anyone else did, but she agreed with foggy. their food would never get made if the couple started arguing again.

she reached for a bag of twizzlers before they started towards the counter. it was fun being out this late with foggy. she wondered if this was what it felt like to be in college with him, the warm and fuzzy feeling of laughing and joking with him unrestrained under the buzzing fluorescent lights. matt could probably tell her in vivid detail. she should ask sometime so she could get an actual answer. even if it wasn't accurate, it was good. safe.

she raised her voice a little to be heard over the sound of the tv playing a late night show on low. "hey, sorry to bother you guys, but if you're still cooking we'd love to place an order."

** ' even though you are absolutely squandering our sure futures as softball pros and the fortune that I'm sure that would come with, I will pay for food, ' the lawyer grinned. he spoke with the confidence of a man who had recently recieved an actual paycheck, and had been able to sign the one for their only actual employee: it was useful, this 'paying clientele' thing.

foggy leaned into her side hug and dropped an arm over her shoulders. the gummy bears on the shelf were calling his name too loudly and he picked them up as well: two packs because his office was often full of thieves with various weapons and levels of spy training. the bickering had quieted, just a little, and he peeked over the rack to the counter. he squared his own posture and tried to look battle-ready, turning to look at his friend with raised brows, ' sounds like it's time to try and get food at this actual restaurant before they start up again. '

his face twisted in pretend confusion and in a whisper he asked, ' do you think they know they have customers ? ' // @heartsbreaking !

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

✨ + 🌹 + 🪵 !

send ✨ and i'll recommend a multimuse blog

@devilsnare / @voughty !!! byron is an icon and a legend and truly i've been enjoying writing with them so much. whenever i see their blogs in my notifs, i know i'm going to be seeing the most immaculate reply (and probably absolutely heartwrenching angst) i've ever read.

send 🌹 and i'll recommend a blog that makes me happy @trckstaer / @kiltparty / @wolfwidow / @ghstbrthr / @nclson / @dsrptv (yes listing out ALL of sharkie's blogs was absolutely necessary) they all give me so much joy and sharkie has not only introduced me to characters i wouldn't have otherwise known about or noticed mentioned in canon, but also been such a light in the rpc. i'm obsessed.

send 🪵 and i'll say a positive thing about my own blog

must i?? this is kinda silly, but the aesthetic of this blog is so me. like because it's not centered around any one character the vintage vibes in my favorite colors are very me and it makes me so happy. like this blog is nico coded. its like if you boiled me down into my essence its the vintage orange and green vibes.

[arachnidiots-a]

spell out your url using song titles. then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url :

A - all things end by hozier

R - rivers and roads by the head and the heart

A - august by flipturn

C - call your mom by noah kahan

H - homesick by noah kahan

N - (nice dream) by radiohead

I - i spend too much time in my room by the band camino

D - don't stop me now by queen

I - if this is the last time by lany

O - only friend by wallows

T - talk to you by ricky montgomery

S - sedona by houndmouth

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[survivorofhellskitchen]

i. ⸻ general.

name: Karen Jordin Page alias(es): KP or KJ is what she was called throughout school gender: Female spoken language(s): English and Spanish sexual preference(s): heterosexual occupation(s): Office Manager at Nelson & Murdock/Journalist (verse depending)

ii. ⸻ appearance.

eye color: Brown hair color: Blonde height: 5'9 major scars: She has a fair sized scar on her back and upper thigh from the car accident the night Kevin died and a very minor scar on the right side of her chin just under her lip where Todd struck her

iii. ⸻ favorite

color: Purple and Maroon song: Jolene by Dolly Parton (It was her mother's favorite song too) food: Pancakes drink: Iced Coffee

iv. ⸻ have they ...

passed university: No had sex: Yes had sex in public: Kind of gotten pregnant/someone else pregnant: No kissed a boy: Yes kissed a girl: Yes gotten tattoos: No gotten piercings: Yes (ear and belly button- though she no longer wears that- that was a high school thing) been in love: Yes stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes

v. ⸻ are they ...

a virgin: No a cuddler: She can be a kisser: Yes scared easily: Yes jealous easily: No trustworthy: Yes dominant: Depends on the day submissive: Depends on the day in love: No single: Yes

vi ⸻ random questions.

have they harmed themselves: No thought of suicide: Yes wanted to kill someone: Yes have/had a job: Yes have any fears: Yes (too many to list but losing the ones she loves is the most extreme)

vii ⸻ family.

sibling(s): Kevin Page (Deceased) parent(s): Paxton Page (Alive) Penelope Page (Deceased) significant other: None pet(s): Karen doesn't have any pets at the moment but her entire childhood she had dogs, cats, a horse, ducks and chickens

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[wardogsong]

what does your heart look like?

a compass that doesn’t waver

You are someone who is certain of what you want. Maybe you always have been, or maybe you made a discovery that you haven’t been able to tear your eyes away from. Your heart is set and certain. You fight endlessly for your goals. Above all else, you know who you are and what you are trying to achieve. Just be careful not to tear yourself or others apart in pursuit of your ideals.

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