Pick a creator, shower them with love: @significantowl
I want everyone to get one of these! @meinhiding & @bubblesinapocket have been focusing on our lovely squad for the last two days and my dream is for as many people as possible to do the same.
Now, for one of my favorite creators: @significantowl
This lovely genius is also the one who runs @daredevilbingo and has made bingo cards for dozens of people for several years. I was lucky enough to be paired with her for our Karedevil Secret Santa last year (as in, she made ME something) and I was just giddy over it. Sheās probably the ultimate DD multishipper, focusing on every ship except for Kastle (I think?) and she writes beautifully, for example:
In these pages: ficlets/drabbles - Chapter 3
āIn the night, love tastes like copper on his tongue, slides slick and warm down the back of his throat. Itās pure. Elemental.
(He bled for Karen before he even really knew her. When he thinks of that it pleases him: a matter of record, incontrovertible. A steady, honest flame that can never be doused.)ā
Chapter 4, an absolutely priceless Core 3 at work ficlet in which Karen comes into work sick...
āOh my God,ā Foggy wails. āOh my God.ā He closes his eyes, clearly collecting himself. āAll right, hereās the plan. Youāre in there, Murdock -ā Matt raises his hands in surrender, and allows himself to be pushed all the way through the office door, which then firmly closes in his face. āIām going to see if I can charm our friends across the hall out of any cans of Lysol they might have, and you, Karen, you are going to go home, think about what youāve done, and decide what your role is going to be when this all comes to its inevitable conclusion.ā
āAre you going to hold Matt down,ā Foggy clarifies, āor are you going to throw the pills down his throat, because when he gets this itās gonna take both of us, Page, donāt doubt it for an instant.ā
How much of it is FireĀ - Starts with Karen transfixed by videos of DD, and delves into her understanding of his violent ways in parallel to her own. Iāve always loved their dynamic- Karen feels this connection to Matt long before she knows who he really is, and she will vehemently defend her Man in Black to those she loves no matter the consequences. This gorgeously describes her thoughts as she tries to find more, even after knowing who he is, and how she wishes to see him in his element again.
I started reading this for this express purpose of picking some new stories I havenāt read, but as per usual, I donāt have the time today. Hereās a sample of what is making it even more difficult to bookmark instead of just read:Ā
She thinks of it that way purposefully. Matt's rage. The same woman who puts six bullets in a man can be transfixed by the magic of a ceiling made of glittering lights; the same man who wears one suit to punch assholes into the ground can wear another while heās putting them away in court, and still quietly, desperately, miss the sky.
She never believed that part was a lie.
Finally, my favorite story (Iām partial, I guess), my Secret Santa gift, In these City Streets, an AU (YAYYYY) in whichĀ Matt and Foggy own a sandwich shop and Karen is a loyal customer. @significantowl went well beyond the required word count and gave us an AU masterpiece, with Core 3 interactions we all deserve, flirting we need, and action. I have a googledoc somewhere in my drive with dozens of lines copied so I could give her a proper comment (yeah, Iām ridiculously late) but I canāt find it, so Iāll leave it at this: If you love AUās (and you should), this is what you need. Hereās a lovely sample:
Scent first. Karen flooded Mattās senses whenever she arrived at the restaurant, but it always started with scent: sweet, warm vanilla over traces of soothing lavender. Then sound, the crisp click of her heels on their hardwood floor, and the light, quick, slightly over-caffeinated beat of her heart.
Back in the kitchen, up to his elbows in a bowl of triple chocolate muffin batter, Matt listened as Karen placed her order with Foggy. A ham and swiss, a bottle of water, and a side of Theo Nelson's famous potato salad. She didn't usually come in this early, before the lunch rush began; in fact, she normally didn't show up until the day was winding down.
Half expecting Karen to end her order with the words āto goā, Matt felt his lips curve up when instead he heard her heels clicking their way towards her usual corner booth. He poured semisweet chocolate chips into the batter - the milk and dark chocolate chips were already in - and stirred. Out at her booth, Karen unshouldered a heavy bag, dropping it onto the table; a few seconds later, her laptop whirred to life.
Sounded like she was settling in.
Felt like Matt was smiling.
Basically, if you love good writing, sentences that are practically poetry, and amazing characterization, you should read everything significantowl has ever written. She helps keep the fandom going and we are lucky to have her.
