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Jennifer Garner regresa como Elektra para 'Deadpool 3'....
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Original page by Bill Sienkiewicz from Elektra: Assassin #4, published by Marvel/Epic, November 1986.
Defenders Theory
What if Matt actually was killed when the building went down? What if Elektra's Black Sky powers saved her and let her escape with his body? What if she got some of the dragon bones and used it to resurrect Matt from the dead? What if Matt's now as insane as she was when she was resurrected? What if he can't properly remember his life with Foggy and Karen and the others? What if he's going to be the villain of Daredevil season 3?
When is the last time someone hugged you?
The Aughts.
Blu-rays and Fanfic to come
Good Sunday afternoon! I've just finally came across online for the "Timeless Season 1 & 2" on Blu-ray, really hard to find in Canada. I already have Timeless on DVD and on apple, but on DVD the screencaps quality is bad, and you can't screencapture on Apple.
I will also screencaps "The Santa Clarita Diet" This week, it's still available on Netflix, so I'm just going to do it before Netflix take it down, just like they did for "Timeless" :'( At least here In Canada, Timeless isn't available on Netflix anymore. I also found on Amazon, Season 3 of Crossing Lines, never seen it before and it's a Region 2 blu ray, I don't know if it will work on my External bluray player, we shall see ;) I'm taking the chance, because quite frankly, it's kinda hard to find all those Goran Movies and TV Shows on Blu ray ahha! I have most of them from Amazon prime, but some of them aren't on the streamings platforms.
I also got my hands on Elektra, The girl with the dragon tattoo and the Deep end, all in Blurays! So stay tuned for more HD Screencaps in the weeks to come :)
I'm also having in mind to post soon a Nicholae Schiller fanfic ;) Stay tuned for more and enjoy the rest of your week end :)
Yess! New Blu-rays
And more to come haha! Lately, I'm trying to get my hands as much as I can on Goran's Movies in Blu-ray! My Best bet is either Amazon, or eBay as my local stores in here don't have what I'm looking for! Anyway, I just got these yesterday, so I should screencap those next week. On the week ends I can't really work as much as I'd like on the website due to the fact that I have to focus on laundry and other adult things that are boring 😂 I've never seen "The deep end" So I can't wait to watch it as well! Enjoy your week end, and hope the weather is nice and warm for you as well :)
Screencaps to come!
Good Monday Morning my friends!!!! My Gallery Host has fixed the issues I was encountering this week end, that's why I did focus on posting my "Timeless Story" on AO3. But now I'm back on screencaping!
I have Elektra, The Deep End, Beginners, Extant, Helen and Pratical Magic to screencap. I have Dollface as well since it's on Crave and many others! (Elektra isn't on the picture, the movie is on my computer, but my boyfriend wanted to keep the physical bluray to rewatch it 🤣)
I think Igor, my Sphynx cat helped me with chosing the next movie to screencap 🤣😉 It's going to be Helen.
I might get a new Pictures host in the next few days, I'm not yet accepted by SoSugary, I'll keep you updated, as I would have a similar gallery to 👉 this
It would probably come with ads, since it'd be less expensive than on Picflow...
Let me know though if you'd prefer a gallery with ads on SoSugary, or without ads on Picflow!
🎥 Elektra (2005) BTS (Behind The Scenes)
I was supposed to do Elektra Screencaps from the bluray tonight, and well I got distracted after I've realized I had some BTS Shots of Goran from the Bluray extras!
I did try my best to edit just the scenes in which we see Goran, since the video was like an hour and 30 minutes long, and there are like 20 minutes of scenes with Goran, which is quite a lot ahha!
Enjoy 🤩
🤩Good Morning / Afternoon my friends! What's new on Goran Visnjic Daily? 👇
⭐3 New BTS pictures of Goran from "Red Widow" have been added to the Gallery in the BTS Section.
Source for the Pictures
⭐12 New stills from ''Elektra'' Have been added as well, I will try tonight or this week to screencap the movie 😂 The link for the album 👉 Here
Source for the pictures
👌 A Big Big Thank you to Goran for reposting my Vikings Valhalla Story to his Story!! (It's still up, go check it out ahah!) He also replied to @caffeinatedcomet on one her comment!! Way too cool!!! Thank you Goran (No, I'm not tagging him, I don't want him to say that the blondie girl is annoying with her tags lol 😂😂) I'm just super happy that he's aware of the existence of Goran Visnjic Daily! I wasn't asking that much, I've been served haahha!
I also made this for the fun last night 🤣
Have a good day my friends ❤
Good Morning / Afternoon 🤗😎
Now what's next that Goran has attended all those festivals? Well, I still have to screencaps "Elektra" I will try to finish this one tonight and then I'd head perhaps to "Extant" For Screencaping. I Haven't even watched that one yet.
I was so busy in the last months, and thanks to you all of you, I wouldn't have been able to keep up with Goran, without your help guys hahah! 🤗😄
I will also continue on writing ''Three Tickets to Dubrovnik" Let me know if you've read it and what do you think of it so far ahha!
I also have to get back to working out.... I totally stopped working out In May and with mom's treatments and everything else, I had little time for this... 😄😄
Enjoy your day everyone xxx
No bcos I remember when I first started watching daredevil I was talking to my fren bout it and she said she likes elaktra as a character and I was so confused like, this lady? Srsly? Like in wat universe is it ok to try pressure ur bf to kill someone? And the fact she seemed offended that he didn't do it? And like just, ew, she wasn't honest with him and overall u could tell from the beginning it was a toxic af relationship, and honestly I don't think I will ever understand people who ship them, at least not the versions portrayed in the show.
very late at night thought but the daredevil fandom would be just a little bit better if people started to recognize just how toxic and abusive matt*lektra was and how much it fucked matt up.
Oh my god. IM ON S2E8 OF DAREDEVIL RIGHT? I tried with all of my being to like Electra, truly. Really thought she’d be like certified girlboss or whatever BUT NO LITERALLY MURDERS A TEEN AND IS LIKE “this is me 🥺” I wish what you were was dead. AND HE LITERALLY NURSED HER LIKE THE BABY SHE IS BUT WHRN KAREN EVEN PONDERS THE FACT THAT MAYBE PUNISHER HAD THE RIGHT IDEA (Which I mean he kinda does..) MATT LITERALLY STOPS THE DATE AND IS LIKE “nah I’m catholic get out” 😀 . All I’m saying is that if Elektra wasn’t hot NOBODY would even give her a second thought bc oh my god SHes so bad
harpy hare but it is about clytemnestra and her relationship with her children (both alive and dead) after iphigenia‘s sacrifice. i am actively crying.
Day 10: Summer Romance
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It was summer when they met. Or, well, it would have been summer on Mars. It was most definitely not summer on Titan itself - not the way she expected summer to be. There weren’t really seasons on the small mining moon. Or, not seasons as Earth and Mars experienced them. Technically seasons on Saturn, and subsequently also Titan, lasted years (more than seven Earth years and just over three Mars years) but the weather of the seasons did not vary much at all.
It was tidally locked onto Saturn with the same side constantly facing the gas giant with its glowing rings. The view, when visible, was starkly beautiful. A depressing contrast to the neverending grays and sandy browns of Titan itself. While there were rivers and lakes and seas, it was dry where the battlefield was. All desert as far as the eye could see. Desert and sandstorms and bloody conflict.
The days were long and dim. The nights were long and dark. The sky was almost constantly hazy and the air quality poor at best. Bunkers had been brought over by army trucks, long and narrow rooms where soldiers could eat or sleep or train. It was the only place where a person could take a breath and not feel as though they were choking.
She regretted volunteering immediately. But the recruiters had been so passionate about the cause. Mars desperately needed the minerals and materials that Titan had in abundance. The liquid hydrocarbons outnumbered in the hundreds that which could be found on Earth, which itself had far more than Mars. The silicates and iron were negligible, but the liquid hydrocarbons… the basis of crude oil, natural gas, coal… the energy sources that were so necessary for life everywhere.
She was no miner. No oiler. Not at all versed in how to obtain the resources from the land or lakes here on Titan. But that didn’t matter in the least. She was the brawn. The brute force. The line of defense for those hard working individuals.
Her unit and the half dozen other units waging a drawn-out war against forces from Europa and Ganymede. Mars had had a military presence on Titan since the first Titan War, but Elektra herself had only been stationed there since she left Mars during spring.
Vincent, as it turned out, had been on Titan considerably longer.
They met while on patrol one dusky evening. She witnessed him saving the life of another soldier by using his own body to shield the other man when a section of the trench collapsed in a bombing attack from the enemy. She'd always appreciated strong men, men who fearlessly stood up in protection of others. And while the way he filled out his uniform was certainly easy on the eye, it was actually the way he carelessly pushed the boundaries of what was allowed that gave her a secret thrill.
His thick black hair was longer than what was permitted and caught her eye both for the luxurious sheen in this dusty world and for the way the length flouted the rules so boldly. His eyes were gray and kind. His hair was what she noticed first but it was the eyes - the window to the soul, as they said - that held her rapt.
Something about her must have appealed to him as well because as soon as the alarm blared to signify the end of their shift he was at her side, a question in his gaze that she answered wordlessly by rising up to capture his lips with her own.
The kiss was greedy, possessive, powerful. They were soldiers, fighting to show off their skill. They were on the forefront of a brutal engagement where they saw comrades falling each and every day.
Survival was by no means a guarantee. It wasn’t just the enemy forces they had to worry about. The methane rain, the blinding sandstorms, the chilling temperature drops, the venomous creatures scuttling about on this godforsaken rock. There was no end to the threats that they faced, even in slumber.
This war, unlike the first on Titan, was a summer war and theirs was a summer romance.
Their affair was invigorating. He was an incredible lover, attentive and energetic and full of charm. They spent hours together whenever possible, though being in separate units meant that their schedules did not sync very often. But they made the most of every encounter.
She learned that he had been a soldier for years and outstripped her in both rank and strength. It became a form of foreplay for her to contest her abilities against his. In this dangerous place, with no hope for getting home, it was crucial to keep honing your skills. To pour your all into fighting techniques and breathing techniques and dreaming about a return you might not live to experience.
Hand to hand combat turned into life-affirming love making every chance they had to steal away.
Theirs was a deep connection, the most intense relationship she’d ever had. He worshipped her body with his, he beguiled her mind with recitations of poetry and chapters of philosophical books he’d committed to memory. In return, she showered him with love physically and emotionally. She ran her hands through his mane of hair, singing softly to counter the howling winds outside the bunker.
They spoke of goals outside of survival. Reminiscing about summers on Mars in the craters… the blue skies, the green grass, and everything they missed from home. Daydreams of getting back and sinking their teeth into ripe plums and peaches and whatever fruit was in season at the time. Sweetness and tartness colliding on their tongues, juices dribbling down their chins. Simple pleasures they could only revisit in dreams or in their postcoital whispers to one another.
The months passed by and they fell deeper and deeper into love. It was an intoxicating romance, the kind of desperate affair that feeds the heart and fuels the soul and forestalls any notion of ever finding another person with whom one can be so utterly whole.
And then abruptly her tour was over and she was being shipped back. It was entirely unexpected. She had signed up for three years and had only served two. But her unit was rounded up overnight and loaded onto a transport ship before she could find him to say goodbye.
Watching the moon recede in her mind’s eye - for the transport ship had no windows in the cabin where the army was seated - she felt her heart breaking.
journal / solitary confinement / make it stop (like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon)
They let her have a pencil and a pad of paper. As if she wasn't at risk of stabbing herself with the sharpened tip. It confused her. Weren't people in solitary confinement considered a threat to themselves and others? Yet they offered her a weapon - the pen, mightier than the sword, easily concealed and just as lethal when wielded with accuracy and force.
A pencil was just as dangerous as a pen. And she would be ruthless with either in her hand. Even the stack of paper could be used against her enemies or against herself. Crumpled up and stuffed down a throat. Or perhaps offering the death of a thousand cuts - paper cuts, that is.
Yet here she was, separated from the rest of her squadron, locked up on her own with only a pencil and a pad of paper.
She ignored the objects for days. As an only child, she was no stranger to loneliness. Born a military brat, her parents had been busy all her young life and moved her from base to base as their skills were demanding first in one spot and then another. She never made friends. But she did learn a host of fighting styles and self defense techniques.
And then in due time she joined the very service that resulted in the deaths of her parents. Life was hard, life in war times was harder. She'd thought it fate that brought her to Titan for the second war - the very place her parents had met their end.
And she fell in love. Hopelessly enthralled with a man for the first time in her life. An affection somehow reciprocated. Their time together was brief but made all the sweeter by the impermanence of their affair. They made the most of each and every moment they could steal away together.
In a world of sandstorms and trench warfare, they found a guiding light within each other. And when the illness swept through the camp, they clung closer than ever to each other. Fellow soldiers disappeared into the medical bay for testing, or vanished entirely into the dust beyond the boundaries they'd established against the enemy.
Not that anyone really knew who the enemy was. Ganymede forces? Venusian armies making a play for the moon? There were so many contenders, so much controversy. And the mysterious sickness running rampant through the barracks.
Was that why she was being kept alone now? Was she somehow contagious?
Her thoughts began to spiral after a week - or was it longer? It was impossible to tell. There were no windows. There were no set meals, just rations appearing whenever she fell into a troubled sleep.
There was just the pencil and the pad of paper.
Eventually she began to write just to see words in the world again. Language was important. Communication was crucial. She had no one to talk to so she had to maintain her mental grip somehow.
Some days she even tried her hand at drawing. Long thick hair, strictly against regulation. Dark eyes in a handsome face. Lips she longed to kiss once again.
Was he still alive? Had he succumbed to the virus?
Was she still alive? Or was she in some sort of purgatory?
There were no answers. No sounds made it through the thick walls of her prison cell. No one ever came to the door when she was conscious. She was alone in the room. No one there but the walls around her, the ceiling above her, and the floor below. Her safe little box where she was the only thing in existence.
Days passed, nights passed, she had no concept of time.
One day she awoke to find herself surrounded by butterflies. Thousands and thousands of silently flapping wings. They were innumerable. She couldn't understand why she was unable to touch them when she reached out. Why she couldn't hear the sound of their fluttering.
They flitted to and fro in her vision for hours or days or longer.
They were all she could see. Were they even real? Had she gone mad?
They were in the room when she woke and when she fell asleep. Beautiful creatures but horrible company. And eventually she couldn't stand it anymore.
The silence of her cell. The aching loneliness of this endless solitude. The presence of the butterflies.
Make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop!!
And then she awoke to find herself in the infirmary of a transport ship. Voices speaking all around her. Kind eyes regarding her from behind masks covering noses and mouths.
There were no butterflies.
She was on her way home to Mars, she was told. The war was apparently over. Her service had been appreciated. No, the rest of her squadron was not there on the ship. No, there were not other soldiers either. No, there had never been a man on file by the name of Vincent.
Bewildered and apparently betrayed by her own mind - or whatever chemical warfare she'd supposedly been victim to - she was left back on Mars with more questions than answers. Cut loose from the military, they offered her a glowing reference and sent her on her way.
Awww... That was so cute 😍😍😍
Source: @neacle Song used
Another one of the series: changing the soundtrack just to see what gives... X”333 Song
Ironically: In my drawings Electra always wears boots! X³
Rolls around town wearing these bad boys
