The Enemy of Mine... Isn't He of Your Kind?

Iron Fist Season 2 // 2x03 & 2x05

That thing Ward and Danny do in season 2 where they look at each other and then crack up laughing.

“I thought you were the greatest fighter in the world or something.”

Season 1 bonus:

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

You hear the high-pitched yowls of strays fighting for scraps tossed from a kitchen window. They sound like children you might have had. Had you wanted children. Had you a maternal bone, you would wrench it from your belly and fling it from your fire escape. As if it were the stubborn shard now lodged in your wrist. No, you would hide it. Yes, you would hide it inside a barren nesting doll you’ve had since you were a child. Its smile reminds you of your father, who does not smile. Nor does he believe you are his. “You look just like your mother,” he says, “who looks just like a fire of suspicious origin.” A body, I’ve read, can sustain its own sick burning, its own hell, for hours. It’s the mind. It’s the mind that cannot.

fucking huge warrior

troll

cleaves enemies in half

loves cookies

charges in to save my tiny elf mage

while shouting ‘neerah kadan’

as tall as my elf when kneeling

troll for life

collects paintings

fight me (ง’̀-‘́)ง

likes tea (and incense and the sea)

can revive dead party members

looks spiffing splendid

deadpan troll to troll all trolls