#|| mysterio

[badmusejail]

@olliesmultimuse​ sent for 🦸 Mysterio

“For fuck’s sake, kid, why’s it that every time I turn around you’re just looming ominously there like a damn grim reaper or something?

“Sheesh.  Spider-kid about damn sums it up.”

[zhindian]

*snorts*

Not them using this Cody Rhodes theme lmao:

I’m gonna need “Dashing” Dominik Mysterio soon lol

[selfheartful]

Death-Head Issue #13 “Smoke and Mirrors”

Fake comic book cover of my Spider-sona, with my version of Mysterio

Behind the Scenes Progress:

Additional art, featuring a full piece of my Spidersona, Mysterio designs, Doc Ock designs, and ideas for a venomized version of my sona.

Story behind the venomized suit is that Death-Head’s suit has always been Venom from the beginning, but only becomes that form when enraged.

[hollowsart]

Anon sent & wrote:

Acedia (cryptic crawler) X Quinten beck (Mysterio)

Semi  suggestive warning!!

Warning: vine bondage, low-key Quinten enjoying being stepped on, submissive but kinda dominant Quinten, just two losers having tension, probably ooc

I thank my friend for giving inspiration with one of the scenes and words - they're always providing the best stuff.

Sorry it's short but I hope you like it anyway! Ps. Please ignore any errors - I suck at finding mistakes

[Bonus picture at the end as thanks for the anon!!]

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Anything night, another crime to stop. Acedia's eyes immediately locked to the large cloud of colour pooling out from further away. Knowing all too well who was causing mischief over there - Mysterio. There was a skip in her heart rate as she began to sprint. Swinging up from the street, landing on a car's roof. A smile growing on her face as the car zoomed through the clustered roads. Getting closer and closer to her destination.

As soon as she could she swung to the lair and made her way inside. Traveling through the labyrinth of vents until she got to the lowest floor. There he stood, cursing as he used his cape as a makeshift fan for the exploded machine. Swirls of blues,pinks and a soft glow of green incased the room as machine sputtered. A smog machine gone wrong it seems.

A snicker rang out, catching the man's attention. He snapped his head to the vent; an all too familiar crawler hiding there.

"Ah- Acedia- have you come to sight see?"

"Hard not to when there's smoke coming out the building." She pointed out, almost sheepish.

Mysterio let out a groan. He didn't even realize it was seeping out beyond the lair walls.

"I haven't done anything for you to arrest me...yet." she could hear the smirk in his face as he kept his attention on her. But there was plenty of evidence of a scheme in place. Gadget's , mirrors and costumes lined. Markings on a board planning everything out.

Even before this, there was plenty of sightings of the remarkable Mysterio lurking in the shadows. Glimmers of his preference across the city. He's up to something.

"We both know that isn't true."

Sliding from the vent, Acedia stood with clawed gloves raised. Mysterio raised his arms as he chuckled. Giddy couldn't explain the fluttering sparks that swarmed from his stomach to his chest.

"If that's how it'll be, I might as give a Worthy performance~"

With a swish of his cape he disappeared into the smog. Acedia twisted, stalking through it trying to sense his whereabouts. Only met with warped images of her own appearances. Her body morphing smaller and smaller in each one until each one loomed over her. Closing her in as she squinted. Hands grabbed at her from behind. Twisting around to smack the hands away but it was futile. Wiggling her arms Much as she could she was able to slip from her jacket.

There was pregnant pause before a soft clink alerted her to his area. She ran forward but stumbled as soon as you took a few steps forward. A glass ball bigger than her head rolling the opposite direction.

"Myster-" before she could finishing speaking. All instincts kicked in as she shot a vine to a thick pole above. Flying upwards making her stomach knot as she latched onto it. Mysterio's figure grew from the smoke. Stretching up into few from the mirrors. It was her chance!

She shot another vine, it twisted around the tables leg as she steadied herself. His laughter filled the room as he tried to spot where she was through the smog. Suddenly, he was sent flying to the floor as she pounced. Vines wrapping around him as she skidded across the room. Darting all over the place as he thrashed. Falling to his knees as he knocked into the floor.

His mask vibrated from the force. His cheek smacking against it with a wince. What was worse it fell off as soon as he whipped his head up. Rolling to who knows where as he was left bare. His smirk strained on his face as he looked up at the sloth hero. Her foot pressed against his chest as she gripped the vine tight. Almost like a leash as she kept a distance.

His breath was caught in his throat as the vines pressed into his skin through his costume. His arms bound behind him as he kept his head held high. Red on his cheeks as he kept his signature smile. Taking in the sight before him. Watching each breath she took. Panting hard as she tried to keep her heroic composure. Each twitch of muscle that lined her limbs. The wild frizz of her hair from whipping about. Trying to imagine her expression - is she smiling too? Snarling?

A shiver went up his spine at the mere thought of her glare. White pupils squinted down at him. Like this. Wearing his desire like a badge on his chest. Imagining her eyes, whatever colour they may be, hardened and cold.

No. No she was too sweet. Too kind to look at him with such disdain. Heart too full of care to do such a thing.

"No more tricks." Acedia huffed out.

"Me? Trick you? I would never."

She let out a laugh through her nose. Shoulder's relaxing as she loosened her grip on the vines. Restless fingers twisting them as she grew nervous. He didn't have any bruises or bloodied noses; that was a relief.

“Y-you look good like that”, she muttered, blush hidden under her mask. The words stumbling out of her mouth before she even realized. Too engrossed in soaking in the view. Kneeling before her, chest puffed out as if shining with pride. Back arched displaying himself fully. Every part of him aching. He was glowing against the coloured smoke. Faint lights of the lair glimmering down on them both showing each detail. The stitches on his costumes. The peach fuzz on his face. The loose strands of his hair.  He was gorgeous.

Like any good magician, there was no trap inescapable. No trick unable to be solved. His hands wiggled and squirmed against the bindings. His arm slowly freeing itself. Acedia's eyes darted to his shifting arm. Charging forward to grab it but it was all he needed. His back hitting the ground. Forced to follow after as her foot dug into his ribs making him groan.  

She was above him; one foot on his chest and the other on the floor trying to balance as best as she could. Hands either side of his head as their faces hovered inches apart. He reached towards her face making her stiffen. Waiting with baited breath for his next move.

"You're.... really close now..."

With ease Quinten pushed her mask just enough to display the bottom half of her face. Fingers trailing from the fabric down to her jaw. She was completely frozen as heat crawled up her neck. Her skin painted with rose hues. His touch lingering as he tilted his head.

The scent of cinnamon and roasted nuts made his eyes flutter. Subconsciously breathing more of it in as he gently held her jaw. Just her so close was making his whole body set ablaze. Only her touch able to soothe it.

“I could get used to seeing you on top of me." He breathed out, a light chuckle on the end of it. Their lips almost brushing against each other. A stolen breath snatched from both of them.

Waiting. Hoping.

"I think you look divine.." His voice was soft. Scared if he moved or was any louder she would disappear. Be an illusion more cruel than anything he could think of. To be snatched of this opportunity was worse than any crime he could commit.

Both of their faces were completely red. His breathing uneven as as she removed her foot from his chest. But it still felt full. Filled to the brim of her. Only her. Taken by her heart and soul.

"I- I don't -" Acedia struggled to think. Unable to even express even one of the thousand's of emotions storming inside her.

“Have me, please, all of me.”

Quinten's lips grazed her trembling ones. Her eyes shaking as she tried to focus on what was happening. Her mind racing. One half of her brain telling her to sink into him. The other screaming for her to run.

“Than what would be left of you?” she whispered. A thread of worry lacing in her voice. It quivered against the longing shine in his hooded eyes.

“Whatever you think I deserve to keep.”

She gasped. Realization striking her like lightening. Stuttering noises of embarrassment as she stumbled up and away from him. His body immediately following after her. A chill running down him without her warm glow. Retracting the vines she had around him with a quick 'whish'. Running over to grab her jacket before running towards the vent.

"J-JUST DON'T COMMIT ANY CRIMES-!!" She screamed as she made her fumbling escape.  Mysterio stared, eyes wide at the ceiling. The phantom sensation of her lips burning his very being. He remained locked in place as if he was still bound. Heart thumping in his ears.

[fuuecoco]

for years i have been trying to write some sort of spooky thorbruce ghost hunting story and i can NEVER manage it and it pisses me off because every iteration has been so much fun. they start a side hustle at college ghost hunting cause tony is convinced his place is haunted. it’s the 1970s and bruce is a chain-smoking parapsychologist and they go to a séance hosted by mysterio together. an alternative version of the 1970s one where the loki gang (loki, sylvie, mobius, etc.) and thor run a private detective agency that do parapsychology on the side and bruce is jaded from academia and decides to join them so he can go out and really investigate. i also bounced around the idea that bruce is interested in the paranormal because HE’S haunted in some way (i love the visuals in the hulk comics of bruce looking into a mirror and the hulk being reflected back). i am so mad that i can just never get the writing right

[tobiasdrake]

God, Mysterio does such a good job of bonding with Peter. Beck is deliberately slipping himself in as a replacement goldfish for Tony, taking advantage of Peter's vulnerability and insecurity in this uncertain time.

And it works. He even talks shit to Fury on Peter's behalf, sliding himself into the position of the one person on Peter's side. The moments he has with Peter are truly heartwarming. You really feel like Peter's new mentor is exactly what he needs.

The Elementals are a neat trick, but the real smoke and mirrors were inside him all along.

[xsolastine]

🤔

so if gabriel is in essence a virtual reality designer. with a '''secret'''' identity in firelight.

potential for villain!firelight arc where he turns out to be a bit like mysterio, all smoke and mirrors and holograms / other 2099 tech? 👀

[avengersacademyarchive]

Mission: Let’s Make Some Magic!

Mysterio: Thanks for the opportunity to attend Avengers Academy, Director Fury. I see now that my time with the Sinister Six was a waste of my talents. I'm looking forward to performing heroic feats on the grandest stage of them all. Nick Fury: As long as you cool it with the tricks, Mysterio. Loki has that covered. Mysterio: But just imagine my smoke and mirrors with your secrets and lies. Our enemies won't know what hit them... Nick Fury: Most of my enemies don't even know they're my enemies...

[ask-aurachnid]

suggestion. Get like, a gas mask or something next time you fight Mysterio. Like, your reality might not be bending, it might just be carbon monoxide or something.

what

mysterio?

she did something smoke and mirrors and a gas

paige peter dad papa and castle

did she drug me? my chest hurts how? theres nothing in there just hollow

empty empty entropy

somethings not right

[strelitzien-gewaechs]

guess who finally watches Spiderman FFH?

[sepublic]

It’s an obvious epiphany in hindsight but in pretty much any incarnation, fundamentally; Mysterio is literally just a Scooby-Doo villain. Dude passes himself off as some mystical, supernatural entity, only to be exposed as smoke and mirrors and special effects. In another universe, Quentin Beck encountered the Mystery Gang, which just raises the question if Scooby-Doo and his pals could ever defeat and unmask him??? Honestly that “Scooby-Doo this crap” line from Doctor Strange in No Way Home would’ve taken a whole ‘nother level if Mysterio was involved. All things considered, he would’ve gotten away with it too, if it weren’t for that meddling Spider-Man!

[badmusejail]

“Have you ever wondered why spiders curl up when they die?  It’s because the flow of blood from their heart extends their legs.

“In other words, they’re walking on eight penises.  You’re welcome.”

[inknopewetrust]

Manipulate Me

Summary: As Peter travels Europe as a normal kid, the world’s peril throws a wrench in his plans. With you by his side chaperoning the trip as an undercover S.H.I.E.L.D agent, the mysterious introduction of Quentin Beck leaves you breathless. 

Pairing: Quentin Beck/Mysterio x Fem!Reader 

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: None! 

A/N: Thanks so much for requesting this @mrs-blooooom​ ! I had a great time writing for Quentin Beck again. For context, reader is Peter’s older sister but also happens to be a shield agent (it was the easiest route of explanation as to why she would be meeting with Fury and Maria Hill). Requests are currently OPEN and you can check out who I write for in my request guidelines tagged in my bio. Thanks for reading! :) *gif not mine* I do not own any of the dialogue from the film. 

“May-” 

“-And don’t forget the passports! Oh! The passports!” 

“May!” 

May stopped scrambling around the apartment only to find that you had the two passports already in your hand. The tired aunt pushed her disheveled hair out of her face, pushing her glasses back up her nose, and slowly calming down. It was fine... Peter had you, Peter had all his friends, Peter would be fine in Europe. 

“Everything is going to go fine. I’ll be with him at all times and if he decides to wander off and do his Spiderman stuff––well then I’ll just have to call in some Avengers to stop him.”  

“I trust that you’ll be able to keep him out of trouble if it comes down to it.” May picked up Peter’s suitcase off the floor and listened to his heavy footsteps draw down the hallway and into the living room where you had gathered with her. 

“All ready?” He asked with those inquisitively wide eyes that reminded you so much of your mom. May handed him the suitcase but not before capturing the boy in a tight hug. Her “motherly” instincts grew since she returned from the blip. It was strange without the two of them. You, stuck here in New York without a leader in either Fury or Tony and the remaining members of S.H.I.E.L.D, Avengers and then the developed Sword, were left to pick up the pieces and build a life without them. That was the most difficult part. 

“Promise me that you won’t get into any trouble?” May asked Peter who in reply rolled his eyes with a chuckle. 

“It’s just a school trip. Besides, Y/n is going to be there and I’m sure she’s told you a million times that she can keep me in check.” You smacked the side of his head but he just ignored you and turned to the door, opening it with a rough pull with his spider-y force. 

“We’ll see you in a few weeks, May!” 

If you were able to take back all the words you said and never go to Europe, you would ask Stephen Strange to reverse time. 

Venice was a mess. The water-creature-man-thing...? had erupted the small city into a chaotic terror with locals and terrified students trying to find cover. Peter was somewhere flying with webs while another hero whom you had never seen before was assisting him. After a few minutes of trying to guide a group of students to safety, you secured cover underneath an awning in front of a store. 

“Ms. Parker! What do we do!?” Flash was almost in tears from fear which you couldn’t help but judge. It was water? the kid survived Thanos’ snap so he could survive this. Not to mention Fury would have your ass if any of the kids died on your watch. 

Out of nowhere the ground started to fill up with water and cracking of concrete or bricks began echoing throughout the small courtyard you trapped them all in. The green man came swooshing in with a cloud of smoke, almost like an illusion, and stopped the water with the sheer force of his magical abilities. The creature reformed into what looked like a water man and the green man dodged the attack with made the sound of bricks tumbling increase in intensity. Suddenly, the tower to your right began crumbling and you pulled as many students as you could closer to the building you sought shelter next to. 

“Get back! Get back!” 

“Who is that guy!?” Jason, one of the students shouted out but you couldn’t answer the question because you didn’t know. 

“I don’t know, but he’s kicking that waters ass.” Brad voiced exactly what you would have said. 

The green man continued to fight the water as the tower crumbled beside you all and then, like the blink of an eye, the monster was gone and the water scattered, soaking your shoes with a safety that was much welcomed. The man landed to sounds of cheering from the students and locals that found themselves in the same spot as you. But something was different. 

Maybe it was the fact that you couldn’t see his face, or maybe the fact that you had never heard of this hero and you literally worked for the agency that worked with them all. Maybe he wasn’t from this world? Space? Another universe? You could have sworn that you heard of the idea of a multiverse. 

But maybe it was the fact that beneath all that smoke and mirrors that made up the helmet of the mysterious man, it felt as though when he looked around at his admiring fans, his eyes trained on you, staring through your soul with some feeling that wasn’t welcomed or unwanted either. Intrigue, that’s what it was. And when he flew off, everyone was left with a curiosity that sparked a great debate throughout the entire world. Who was this man? 

Well, the T.V. at the hotel identified him as Mysterio. Peter managed to make it back in one piece which you were able to celebrate in a brief moment outside before the voices of interested students and the television interrupted the moment. Betty and Ned were searching every website for some kind of clue but nothing other than what the news reported was to be taken as fact. It wasn’t aliens, it wasn’t witches, it was just another hero. 

So that was what you went with. That was until you opened your door to Fury sitting in a chair next to the window. 

“Oh my God!” You shrieked and Fury laughed, laughed, at you. 

“You scare too easy.” 

“What are you doing here? I thought you were in spa-” 

The slight reveal of a green hand made you shut up. "Fury” tilted his head with a slight “Ah, well.” 

“Is this about that Mysterio guy?” 

“We’ve got him at a site. Says he’s from another Earth and that these creatures destroyed his own and intend to destroy this one too.” 

“Another Earth? So, the multiverse.. it’s real?” 

“Fury” didn’t respond to that, but he simply rose and gestured over his shoulder to the window. 

“There is a car outside. Go and wait in it while I go get Peter. The big man told me I need to scare the kid.” You smiled at the thought as the man left to go retrieve your brother. 

You had been part of the world of superheroes far longer than Peter had. You had been there when Loki first attacked New York way back when and that seemed like so many years ago. With the blip, it seems like an entire eternity. Nick never let you in on his secrets of his relationship with Carol Danvers, but you had met the Skrulls when you went on a mission three months ago to visit Monica Rambeau in space. Unlike her, you weren’t blessed with some badass powers, though she didn’t always have them. 

Peter looked terrified walking out to the car and when he saw you inside, he breathed a sigh of relief that he wouldn’t be alone. The site of S.H.I.E.L.D in Italy wasn’t far from where you had all taken up residence for the last day or two, but it was secluded, down in the catacombs of old buildings that no one would suspect. It reminded Peter of a Mission Impossible movie that you had watched with him before the two of you left for Europe, he felt more like a spy than a superhero in that moment. 

As you walked behind the two down the long corridors of the abandoned treasure that was used as a make-shift S.H.I.E.L.D, you were surprised to see Maria at a computer, though now knowing about Fury, you were sure it wasn’t even her. The center of the room was filled with scattered agents who you weren’t familiar with and then a projection in the middle of the room, along with the man without the helmet. 

You weren’t one for fawning over men. Jesus, you worked with Thor sometimes and while you were aware of his Godly looks, you never gawked. But this man, he wasn’t a God, he was just naturally beautiful. Dark hair, blueish-gray eyes that surely did pierce your soul, and a stature of a man who knew how to carry himself with power in the world. It was like he walked out of your dreams and into reality. 

“This is Mr. Beck.” Fury introduced you and Peter to the man. Mr. Beck approached Peter with a small smile and held out his hand. Peter looked nervous but responded with his own shake. 

“Mysterio?” 

“What?” 

“It’s just what my friends were calling you.” 

“Well, you can call me Quentin. You handled yourself well out there today. I saw what you did with the tower. We could use someone like you on my world.” 

Peter looked puzzled but Quentin looked behind the boy to you. He held out his hand with another smile which you returned. Maybe there was a shock when you touched hands, but you were sure it was just your imagination. 

“Y/n Parker, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.” 

“It’s good to meet you, Y/n.” 

“Likewise.” 

Did time rush by faster when you were in the presence of someone you were obviously attracted to? Yes, because before you knew it, the night was over, and Fury was leading you and Peter back out to the car. Peter was absolutely smitten with Quentin and could hardly break conversation. The man gave the attention to Peter like Tony did. It was like life imitating itself in another time. Quentin reminded you so much of Tony. Smooth with words, handsome, gifted in almost an unfair way, and he took an interest in the last piece of close family you had. You wanted nothing more than for Peter to have a figure in his life to give him a positive purpose. With Tony gone, he’s struggled trying to find his niche again. 

“See you, kid.” Quentin looked disappointed but hopefully that his and Peter’s paths would cross again one day, even with Peter trying to avoid being identified by his class or the world. At some point, someone would figure it out if they hadn’t already. 

“Yeah, see you.” Peter said as he walked out, following Dimitri, who Fury ordered to keep Peter in check with you. You were more than capable of doing it yourself but for some reason, Fury felt the need to send another agent. 

“Good luck, Quentin.” You told him and he nodded his head, glancing at the holographic map of Venice next to him. 

“I fear I’ll need it. But I’m hopeful that the good luck will be for more than just winning this fight.”

Swoon. That’s what you did for the remainder of the night and into the early morning. You couldn’t sleep a wink after the revelations that Quentin relayed to you and Peter about the elementals. That worried you too. How in the world was Peter supposed to sit by while other heroes with indisposed and couldn’t help? Sam and Bucky were on their own missions, Carole and Monica were off, Stephen and Wanda were no use and Thor was off on his own adventures with that team of riff-raffs from space–you know, the one with the talking tree. 

But somewhere in all the jumble of thoughts, the scenery of the canal that had been a scene of something far different, calmed the noise. Enjoy the trip. This was the first time in years that you had traveled for something other than work and yet it was still filling every thought and moment. The thoughts were so loud and invasive that you didn’t register the person coming up to your right, ready to take the bag off your shoulders. You felt the tug and turned around, ready to punch the person but they dogged it, pulling it off your shoulder. It was a game of tug of war for the bag, but the person was strong. 

“Let go! I said let go!” You pulled as hard as you could, therefore the bag came flying back to you and its contents spread across the sidewalk. The person glanced at the wallet on the ground and then back at you before you both dove to the ground. They grabbed it first and you tackled them to the ground. Wrestling with grunts and yells, you hadn’t noticed the audience of one that rushed to help. A blast of green light shot the person off of you and you clutched the wallet to your chest tightly, trying to reel in your ragged breath. 

“I heard yelling from my hotel...” The hero started only to realize that it was you and with a turn of your head, you had realized it was him, Quentin. 

“Oh! Are you alright?” He extended a hand, which you readily took to stand. He then helped collect the scattered items and put them back in the now ripped bag before handing it back to you. 

“I’m fine. Thank you.” 

“It’s no problem.” There was a brief, awkward lull but you weren’t sure what else to say. 

“So, do you always wander around at night in a city you don’t know?” It was an icebreaker, a line that he knew would make you at least chuckle. 

“No... I just had a lot on my mind. What you told us in there–it’s a lot of information to retain.” 

“I’m sure an agent like you could handle it though.” You smiled bashfully at the compliment. Quentin gestured over his shoulder and shoved his hands in his pockets. You realized he wasn’t wearing his uniform anymore but just a pullover sweater and some dark jeans. How he shot the green light in the first place you didn’t know, but all heroes worked a little differently you suppose. 

“Would you like to take a walk? I promise I won’t try to steal your wallet.” 

“How do I know I can trust you?” The conversation was so light, and carefree that for the first time in a long time, you felt like a normal person. Quentin returned your cheeky smile and began walking. 

“I’m pretty sure a woman like you could figure out who trust and who not avoid. Isn’t that what they train you for? Agents?” 

“I suppose so, yes.” 

“Can I ask you something?” You asked Quentin and he looked at you with a nod of his head. 

“How did you know the elementals would turn up in our Earth?” 

“Intelligence. My wife, she had worked for our version of your agency. Before they came to destroy our city, one had already manifested itself in Mexico. It was as if there would be a pattern to follow. So when she passed, I used her intelligence to figure out where they might be, which led me here.” 

“I’m sorry for your loss.” 

“Thank you, it’s been some time now. She would be glad to see Peter helping me, and you helping out with the cause.” 

“Peter really took a liking to you. I could see it in the way he could barely contain himself.” You laughed, changing the heavy subject to one more light. 

“He’s a good kid. You’re related I assume?” 

“My little brother.” 

“You should be proud of him. He is doing a lot of good for the world. I just wish he was more confident in his abilities to realize identity protect isn’t everything.” 

Quentin was right, it wasn’t everything. But it was more than identity for Peter. It was also no Tony to lead the way, his want to be a normal kid, his need to have friends and well, MJ to like him. But neither of you would know what it was like to be a teen hero, that was a lot of unneeded pressure. 

“It seems that I brought you around full circle.” The sound of Quentin’s voice broke the silence and the realization that you were outside the barely standing hotel. You sighed and tugged the bag on your shoulder. 

“Thanks for saving the day, Mysterio.” 

“Anything to help protect Agent Parker.” 

If you hadn’t just met him a few hours ago, you would have asked him to come upstairs but that was far too forward for the world you created for yourself, so you extended your hand as he had earlier. 

“May our paths cross again.” 

He grasped your hand tightly and agreed. 

“Hopefully under better circumstances.” 

You watched then as he walked away, unaware of the man underneath the facade of Mysterio. How he already knew who you were, knew all your secrets, and was ready to manipulate you to take down the institution that denied him success so many years ago. 

[hollowsart]

I have a wip of it. It would be TSSM related since I know that one more. Also, i don’t like looking at spiders, but I'm trying. This is basically a self insert rn with university as an animator who loves different types of media, I will stop mid fight to have a deep conversation with Mysterio and I think it would be really funny if he accidentally help out civilian me. Phineas would have a granddaughter, Phin (PS4 game) thats in the same classes as me (invites me to her house as I scream inside, also Tinkerer and Tinker) Osborn telling the art major (me) what art is supposed to be. (Later becomes unwell after becoming goblin) Accidentally volunteering on painting a mural for Tomby's building (me having bad luck seeing every villain as a civilian). Some who figure out im in school, "Don't you have homework to do?"Well, i would do it, IF YOU WEREN'TROBBING THE BANK RN!" Conners are just trying their best, but someone keep sabotaging their lab on purpose. I would have natural webs (not smart enough to make gadgets, but I would have someone make stuff for me), colored smoke bombs for surprise, and gloves with claws (to hide real nails) but I'm not sure on the rollerblades though. Also, the aesthetic would be blues, purple, black, and yellow. If I don't base on my design after a spider, I'm doing something like the Night Spider maybe. I'm still working on stuff but hopes this is fine!

Sorry for not responding to this when you sent it in!! but this is a really cool spidersona and world concept!!

spidersona with claws gang!!!

And don't worry about the spiders thing, I also can't stand looking at spiders. not unless they're very obviously fake and cartoony looking. sdkjhsdfkj it's the only way for me.

If you like Pokemon, I've seen at least 2 different spidersonas with a Pokemon design theme/motif (Joltik & Pikachu), so that could be a fun alternative!

or, if you have friends who don't mind looking at spiders, they could help you out with finding some inspiration!

I might not like looking at spiders, but I do know of a few that are pretty interesting. The Bunny Harvestman (not actually a spider! still an arachnid tho) and the Mirror Spider just to name 2! Although, the don't have those aesthetic colors you listed. there IS a blue tarantula tho, "Gooty Sapphire" as it's called I believe??

However, you don't need to base it off a preexisting spider! it can be designed and styled similar to one of the official spiderpeople's suits and given adjustments and changes to fit what you think looks cool! I mean. some people go with a jester or clown theme. some people have even done gummy candy spiders, etc etc. there's LOADS of room for creativity!

[the-knight-of-the-stars]

Spider-Man: No Way Home leaked trailer transcription

Note: The trailer is in terrible, terrible quality, in both image and audio, is a phone recording a phone, recording a phone, some scenes seem strangely cut, and most of the action scenes are unfinished, whithout CGI and with the green screen. So, bare with me, is likely I´m wrong in various things, but is the very best I could do. Also, it obviously was spoilers from the trailer.

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*Peter and Mj laying down on a roof. MJ is reading a newspaper to Peter*

MJ: Oh, this is a good one. “Some suggest that Parker´s powers include the male's spiders ability to hypnotize females”

Peter: Stop, come on…

MJ (making a voice): Yes, my spider-lord

Peter: Can we just like stay here all day, it is so crazy down there

*Footage of what looks like the  post-credit scene from Spider-Man: Far from Home or a new scene taking place right after, where we see Peter holding MJ while they swing through the city using Spider-Man´s webs*

J Jonah Jameson: … that Spider-Man is in fact Peter Parker

*Scene of Peter in some sort of interrogation room, police station, or office of some kind, being questioned by a man*

Peter: Lisen to me, I did not kill Mysterio, the drones did

Man interrogating him: The drones that are yours?

(This part is very difficult to understand, I did my best, but is likely that MJ´s dialogue is wrong in this part)

MJ: …  a part of you that isn't totally into battle lose?

Peter: What do you mean?

*Footage of Peter MJ and possibly Ned, walking into a place (maybe school) surrounded by people staring (and perhaps shouting to them, is unclear) and what seems to be MJ taking Peter´s hand out of fear*

MJ: Now that everybody knows, you don't really have to hide or lie to people

Peter: For the record, I never wanted to lie to you. How do you tell someone that you are Spider-Man?

*Scene of Peter in his room, I believe in a video call with MJ, and that's where the previous dialogue comes from. Next, very bad image, but it seems to be Spider-Man with someone in a black suit, on top of a building*

Peter: Now everybody knows…

*Peter walking in what now looks more clearly to be the school hallway and people staring, he seems to be alone this time*

Peter: And this isn't about me, this is hurting a lot of people

*Separated scenes of Ned and Aunt May inside of what looks like an interrogation room. Next, we see Peter alone in what is allegedly a classroom, he looks at the ceiling, where there are what seems to be Halloween decorations*

Peter: I´ve just been thinking about how to fix all of this…

*Marvel Logo on the screen. Next, we have images of the Sanctum Santorum and Peter entering it. The inside of the Sanctum is apparently covered in snow. Doctor Strange appears on screen, he is wearing his cape and what looks like winter clothing *

Doctor Strange: So Peter, what do I owe the pleasure?

Peter: I'm sorry to bother you, sir…

Doctor Strange: Please, we saved half the universe together, I think it would be odd if you call me sir

Peter: Ok, Steven…

*Awkward silence*

Doctor Strange: That feels weird but I´ll allow it

*Very bad image again, but it looks like Peter running from something or someone, in what could be his school´s cafeteria*

Peter: … Mysterio revealed my identity, an entire flight of guys suited up (terrible audio again, I did my best but is likely this dialogue is also wrong)

*Images of Peter in the Spider-Man suit, again being surrounded by people shouting, this time they look angrier, in one part it looks like he is with MJ*

Peter (to Doctor Strange): I don't know, maybe you could make sure that he never did?

*Doctor Strange sitting, apparently doing some magic, and Wong shows up*

Wong: Strange, don't cast that spell, it's too dangerous

Doctor Strange: Fine, I won't…

*Wong leaves and Doctor Strange looks at Peter, or smiles, or winks at him, is unclear. Next, we see him taking Peter to a darker place, maybe at the basement of the sanctum, and to start casting a spell*

Doctor Strange: Our world is about to forget that Peter Parker is Spider-Man…

Peter: Wait, everyone?

*Doctor Strange continues to do the spell, he seems to be drawing several rings in the air around them with magic*

Peter: Can some people still know?

Doctor Strange: That´s not how the spell works…

Peter: What if I start to forget everything I've ever went through?

Doctor Strange: Stop staggering with the spell…

Peter: Oh my god, Ned. He is my best friend… No, my Aunt May should really know…

Doctor Strange: Stop talking!

*Doctor Strange starts to scream, looks like he can't hold the spell, and the rings of magic around them get out of control and seem to transport them somewhere. The scene reminds the Doctor Strange's movie, when The Ancient One shows Strange the infinite dimensions, with colors flashing. The magic suddenly stops, as if they had been transported somewhere or the magic just stopped*

Peter: What just happened?

*Some purple letters appear on screen, is very hard to see what they say, even less in what language it is*

Doctor Strange: We tempt only on this space-time, multiverse is a concept of which we know everything we will… (This is a difficult one too, the first part of the dialogue is confusing, and the part after concept seems to be cut, like part of the footage between “concept” and “of which” is missing)

*We see Peter jumping from a building, in a scene, it looks like he is on the mirror dimension of Doctor Strange, or it could be just the camera angle. Peter starts falling from the sky and goes through a cloud, landing in a place where there is yellow and orange smoke or clouds or some sort of explosion. It is also possible that when he goes through the cloud he actually crosses a portal because we hear a little blop when he does goes through it*

*Next we see someone, very likely Doctor Strange, trapping Spider-Man with some kind of metal bars*

Doctor Strange: The problem is you, turning into two different lives…

*A scene of Doctor Strange hitting Peter in the chest and sending him to an astral projection like we have seen The Ancient One do to Strange and Hulk in previous movies. Next, we see a scene of Spider-Man in the Iron-Spider suit, in front of a bay*

Doctor Strange: The longer you do it the more dangerous it becomes…

*Footage of what looks like a window maybe (?, the room illuminated by an orange light. Next, we see a man in the front seat of a car, behind him we can see the same orange light. A scene of what looks like a flash of lightning striking somewhere. Next, what I think is a bridge with cars, or just a driveway, and what looks like a portal opening from above the cars. The same location is shown from other angles, and we see an explosion happens on the place*

Someone: Be careful what you wish for, Parker… (some people think it sounds like Doctor Strange, and some say it sounds like Willem Dafoe/Green Goblin. I really can't tell, it could be Doctor Strange, but it does sound raspier than his usual voice)

*Scene of Peter next to a car, with his suit on, looking at something, MJ seems to be inside the car. A metal tentacle comes out of what I think is water. Finally, Doctor Octopus, played by Alfred Molina, appears on screen*

Doctor Octopus: Hello, Peter…

*We close with a take of Peter, in the Spider-Man suit, reacting while he is on top of a car. Spider-Man: No Way Home logo appears, and the video cuts*

[rdioactiive]

to @xandrialost​: 

          HE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT MYSTERIO WAS DOING IN DETROIT but he certainly didn’t care. he got the tip from fury and didn’t really lost any time in having a little road trip, not really wanting to RISK the man regaining control in a city that didn’t know him. and, apparently, he had left new york just in the right time because when he got there, mysterio was already trying to take CREDIT for solving the same things he caused, as per usual, peter being annoyed to see his face in the news.

          what had surprised him was that someone else had already caught on his schtick. he swung around to get close enough to the girl.     ❝     THANKS but i got this from here!!     ❞    he yelled, not wanting for her to get hurt, trying to find out where exactly all the smoke and mirrors came from so he could take them down.