#And maybe this doesn't make sense idc

[ruemzip]

Here's the thing I could do to draw Marko's family for the first time :D

Ramble under the cut uhhh

My English it's not the best I hope it's understandable :'D

Sooo, Vicente is a Peninsular (A child full Spaniard heritage but born in America), and Sole is Mestiza (Child half Spaniard half native)

Sole's family were merchandisers and Vicente's family (vieng full Spaniard) owned lands, crops and slaves

It was very rare at the time but both Sole and Vicente fell in love with each other, so they married and had children :D

Vicente's parents end up going back to Spain with their other children (so Marko's cousins are full Spaniard), but Vicente wanted to stay in New Spain with Sole

They are not rich, but they have some land in Mexico (in that time, a New Spain state), but as their children were mestizos, for Vicente it was important them to make themselves worthy, so after Maria was born, they moved to Florida closer to United Colonies

So, even if their first four children were girls, Vicente made sure they all were well educated both in Spanish and English

When Marko was born, Florida went from belonging to Spain to Britain, and Vicente started pushing Marko a lot more for being the first boy, now born in a British Colony

(The children were already less worthy than full Spaniard or even Peninsulares, now being foreigner in a British colony it would be hard for Marko to build a worthy life)

Sole got weak with Marko's birth and he was sick during all Marko's childhood, until Marko was five and she died

Vicente loved Sole so much it was difficult not thinking she died because of Marko, and the boy wasn't good at all (he couldn't read, he was clumsy and was too attached to his mother)

So he went from calm but firm man, to a strict and emotionally distant. Specially when in the same year Sole died, Marko started with vitiligo symptoms

Fran was the oldest and biggest proud of Vicente, so he just focused on her and let Marko under the care of his three other sisters

When Marko turned 15 Vicente decided it was about being time for him to be a man, and send him to the war to fight for the country they were living in and then moved back to Mexico, forcing Marko to join the army or find a way to survive

Marko tryed to scape to Spain because he remembers he had some family there, but while he was making a stop in England, he was forced to join the royal army

While Marko's in the war, their sisters and father were in New Spain. They weren't that rich, but they keep studying

Till Maria and Bell mainly, decided they wanted to do the same as their mom, an started moving all around the country together, selling clothes and clay stuff

Fran and Bea got married not very long after Marko was left behind

When 1783 came and Marko didn't appear, they all assumed he had died either in war or in any other scenario. It was just Marko not being willing to go back. He missed his sisters but he was angrier with his father than he loved his sisters (they were way older than him, and they were always loved by Vicente, the opposite of what Marko felt)

So it wasn't till 1798 when Marko met his family again :D

[loeewenzahn]

In my eyes what Käärijä does with cha cha cha falls into the realms of a drag performance. It's so gender, it's so dramatic, it's so funny, it's on point.

[mosswoodmc]

Scar is Icarus as in:

"Our hands are pulling everything apart Fall apart, falling back Tell yourself there's no more need to lie We don't have time for that It's okay, it's okay My love will fall with grace" - The Crane Wives While on the other hand, Grian is Icarus as in: "Standing on the cliff face Highest fall you'll ever grace It scares me half to death Look out to the future But it tells you nothing So take another breath" - Bastille

[fantasticcolorcloudflap]

THE RITUAL OF CHUD DIDN'T WORK BECAUSE RICHIE HAD TO SACRIFICE SMTH VERY IMPORTANT TO HIM, AND IT HAD TO BE EDDIE. SO WHEN EDDIE DIED THE RITUAL WORKED. I.

[angelof-thevoid]

Favorite Ship / Supernova

(disclaimer: i hc eris morn with they/them pronouns)

Lately, things have been calm and she got her paperwork for the day done sooner than usual, so with the free time Ikora decided it would be nice to have a spontaneous date. She sends a message to Eris, hoping they aren’t busy at the moment. At least, far as she knew there shouldn’t be anything taking up their time. After a few moments Ikora smiles when her screen lights up with a response.

-

It’s a cool, clear night where you’d swear you could see every star in the galaxy that wasn’t eclipsed by the moonlight. A sight like this wasn’t possible in the last city, and seldom did Ikora get the chance to venture out of it. Duty was a chain and it kept her not too far from the city, but in the rare chances she had the opportunity she wanted to take advantage.

Setting down a blanket on the side of a hill, Ikora places two comfortable, large pillows she had against the incline. Eris patiently stood by, their form illuminated by the light of the moon as they looked up to the sky. She wondered how much hive eyes could pick up on the distant pin-pricks of light, having been told they weren't the same as human ones. If you compared it to human vision, technically you could say they were blind.

Nonetheless, they mentioned their way of “seeing” just works differently now. They still had a sense of their surroundings, even knew the distance between themselves and the moon. An odd thing to be precognitive of but they chalked it up to it being the birthplace of their transformation, when Eris became kin to the very enemy they sought the end of.

How things have changed. Outside of that Eris had a sensitivity to paracausality which gave her a refined sense of other guardians as well as the shape of their light, despite being without. Strange changes, but not without some benefits. Ikora reaches over to gently bump her hand against theirs to catch Eris’ attention without startling them. As if much could startle them anymore.

“Finished?” Eris asks as they turn to look at Ikora who nods, the pair’s hands linking together as they settle onto the cozy patch. They lean back, side by side with hands still intertwined and multiple points of contact between their bodies. Silence hung in the air for a short time as they enjoyed the view, until Ikora broke it with a question. One she had long wondered about since Eris’ ascent from the Hellmouth. 

“Do you miss it?” She softly questions, gently squeezes Eris’ hand with her thumb rubbing against the length of theirs. “Miss what?” They reply after a short second. “The light. What you were, before-” Ikora stops herself choosing not to say the rest. 

A contemplative pause, “It doesn’t matter now, does it? It happened. All I can do is move forward in spite of it.” That solemn answer cuts straight through Ikora’s question with a knife’s edge. She turns her head toward Eris who continues, “Nothing good comes from dwelling on what’s missing.” and then a little quieter. “Do you wish I was unchanged?” 

Ikora frowns and quickly sits up, turning her whole body towards them. “I only wish for you to return from the things you hunt every time, safe and sound.” Eris gazes at her as she leans over to rest a hand against their cheek. “It doesn’t matter, as long as you’re still here.” She gives Eris an affectionate smile.

Eris’ own lips quirk up as they sit up as well, faces hovering inches apart before they make the first move to kiss Ikora. It lasts mere seconds as they slowly break apart but still close enough to feel each other’s breath. “In my darkest, loneliest moments, I miss the presence of your light over mine.” 

To think, after everything that’s happened including losing the light, Eris would rather have Ikora leaves her feeling a certain way. She feels the void open its empty maw in her chest, wanting to devour her heart over the proclamation. “Do you?” Ikora breathes out, letting the void energy trickle through her fingertips against Eris’ cheek.

Eris’ shivers a little from the sensation as they turn their face more into her hand, the ever present dark tears dissipate against Ikora’s radiant light. “I do.” Almost reluctantly, they retreat from the physical contact to look Ikora full on when they ask, “Show me your light.”

It comes out not as a question but like a lover’s request for their partner to share their body. And traveler save her, she finds herself bending easily to it. Usually Ikora wasn’t for unnecessary displays of her light, but she couldn’t resist Eris. So she adjusts into a kneeled position and brings her hands to hover in front of her mid-air.

Fluorescent violet light begins to form in a small, concentrated ball between her hands, steadily growing in size and luminescence. Ikora envisions in her mind pouring the void into a container, particles being shifted in an even circular motion that continues to slowly get bigger. 

It’s the size of a kick ball when she decides to stand up, purple light shining its hue across the two of them. Eris watches the nova bomb increase further and further until Ikora has to lift it over her head and release it up toward the sky, flying up and up to a seemingly impossible height until it explodes like a collapsing star.

Like a firework streaks of void shoot outward from the center and leave glittering trails of void as the bolts try and fail to find a target, thus bursting into smaller showers of purple that sparkle amongst the starry sky. An imprint of the void lingers like the burn of an afterimage from a too bright light.

“Beautiful.” Eris says in appreciation. Ikora sits back down with them as they reach out to grab her hand and trace it, making her shiver in return. She pulls their hand up to her mouth and kisses the knuckles of it, huffing a short laugh. “I’m glad you can still find beauty in the light.”

[adamsvanrhijn]

another day another thought about how literally all they needed to do to make the maud plotline make sense. before even making it Better. is to simply have her not go to anybody's house other than aurora's

[cordrot]

okay i have a lot of thoughts and i need to just rant about things because i’m sad about it 

i’m going to be completely candid and i hope no one rips my head off for this but i hated the way they portrayed tess’ death in the show. i have loved the show thus far and had really no qualms about it. a few things in the show portrayal of tess that i don’t adapt to my own portrayal but beyond that?! i’ve loved it!! but tess’ death was just...... idk to me i feel like they really skewed with it in a way that lessened the blow that it’s supposed to give because idk in the game it just feels like so much more dire? we really feel the weight of her loss in joel’s reaction and that carries on to the way they move on after it but this was just... i don’t know it didn’t feel as impactful to me which sucks

we’ve been set up in the first episode and the most part of the second episode to see how much joel and tess care for each other, how much they trust each other and, of course, the insinuation that they love each other. i really hated that they made joel a lot colder to her in her death scene than it was in the game, like for him to be the one taking the step back rather than her pushing him back was already something i was like ... meh about. and then the whole “i never asked you to feel the way i felt” line please dear lord why. just why was that necessary. i absolutely hate the insinuation that he didn’t love/feel the same way about her or that she thought that. like bffr in her last moments you’re going to let her think that....... especially when we have seen his immense care for her being shown?? i mean we know how hard it is for joel to trust other people so for them to throw in this little spooning scene and then just backtrack and make it seem like he never loved her is just like a punch in the gut i hated it so much?! i just really didn’t like how he was a lot colder to her overall than he was in the game like... i know it doesn’t have to be a completely true adaptation at all but for them to demonstrate their relationship in this way only for it to end like this just feels really sad/unsatisfying?! i also really wish they had included the whole “come on, make this easy for me” because that one line shows how much he cares about her/how reluctant he was to leave her even if she was already infected ugh man i don’t know 

and please the infected kiss or whatever why was that necessary at all?? i really feel that it was meant to be some sort of shock/horror factor but to me, i genuinely felt like it just cheapened her death so much? to have this weird scene for no reason? i feel like they wanted some sort of powerful image at the end but in all honesty, i think the part where she’s backed up against the wall with all the infected flooding in and she’s struggling to light the lighter and she’s got tears in her eyes was enough of a powerful image without that?? 

[laufire]

honestly if dc isn't even gonna pretend to bother to coordinate all it's runs to make a semi-coherent (or at least not brazenly contradictory) timeline, I think they should just stop all this crossover/cameos/whatever shit. each run deals with its singular hero/duo/team and everyone stays in their lane except for very occasional, very brief, very surgical cameos.

like at this point there would have to be at least four different bruce waynes running around to make sense of this 😭

[phatkochi]

This design came to me in a dream

[autistic-britta-perry]

hate Tom actually and hate tomshiv with all my being I spent all of s4 trying to be like ok yeah I hate him but it is an interesting dynamic and trying to look at it that way but you know what? NO I don't think it IS because I like toxic dynamics to be mutually awful and ever since the s3 finale it's been ALL tom being awful and all Shiv suffering!!! if it had been just the s3 betrayal then like maybe but even then maybe not because I never got that shiv was being MORE awful, I always thought they were mutually bad to each other during the three first seasons, Tom's just better at like emotions and at expressing his hurt. So it's just. it's not 'revenge' or 'karma' or whatever when Tom starts stabbing and never stops and I hate that she goes back to him SO MUCH

[othercrossee]

Feels like theres an insane missed opportunity about irida character in the game cuz shes picked as leader after the war, FOR A REASON

[cold-heart-warm-writings]

Mikey x Cars racing AU when

[erodingsinner]

i agree that the madney storyline was poorly done but saying "do they not know how babies are made" and then replying with "it's a tv show" when people tell you protection doesn't always work, and then mentioning maddie's ppd as if it's a hindrance... offensive, reductive and unhelpful take

what I meant by it's a tvshow is, yes protection doesn't always work in real life, but is it what's happening in this show? we don't know. why are they accidentally pregnant? because the writers made that decision.

maddie's ppd isn't a fucking hindrance. have you ever had ppd? I have. right now. it's bad and we've seen how hard it was for maddie, I wished we delved into her feelings about it, maybe have her wonder if having a kid is worth risking her mental health. does that not matter???? can the mom think about herself ??? I didn't say that it was a fucking hindrance. pissing on the poor ass website.

[snapbackslide]

can i say something

[hobie-enthusiast]

ALEX I JUST HAD AN IDEA...

so you know how spidey sense like, lets the spider know that there's a danger nearby before it gets to them? what if there was a spidey sense but for like, not danger. yk. like. LIKE...

i imagined hobie sitting by himself somewhere, not really paying attention? and then he gets this feeling that envelopes him whole and gives him the warm fuzzies and makes him smile, and he doesn't get what it is until his s/o comes up behind him and hugs him from behind, or like slaps his shoulders trying to scare him and he just wuvs them so much

im so soft you made me soft for hobie look what you've done!!!!

- your friendly neighborhood 🕷️ anon [ idc if emoji anons are so last year im spider anon now >:) ]

THAT FUNNY FEELING !

— hobie brown x gn!reader

— fluff, just straight fluff, hobie being so in love its crazy, petnames and lots more fluff

— hobie's spider-senses were giving him a new sensation, but he couldn't really put his finger on what it was

— ANON THIS IS SO ADORABLE MUWAH! ALSO EMOJI ANONS ON TOP I LOVE IT

Hobie had been getting a new warm feeling that he didn't understand.

It happened whenever he was at peace. There was never any danger near him or around him. He could be sitting there, minding his business, only for this warm feeling to engulf his entire body. His mind draws blank as it’s engulfed with that damn fuzzy feeling.

He could never say he hates it though. It reminds him of you.

It comes at him whenever he’s somewhere with you. Whether the two of you are just hanging out, winning a battle, or walking around, he’s randomly hit with a wave of a good-feeling. One that stays with him for a small while, that feels like happiness spreading through his body.

That's how he mentally connected it to you. Of course, he didn't think for a while you truly were the cause. Not until recently.

You practically begged him to come over, to take the day off from being Spider-man and hang out with you. Hobie always had a hard time saying no to you, so he agreed.

You were out at the local shoppe by this point, so he let himself in (with the spare key you gave him of course). He looked to find ways to entertain himself, settling on strumming his guitar. He kicked his feet onto your bed as he lied back in your desk chair.

After a small while, he started getting that feeling again. That fuzzy one that engulfs him entirely, making him feel good. He glances up to look around, but sees nothing. He found it odd, but maybe it meant you were back home?

Nah, he was kidding himself. The connection was probably just in his head.

—

You place your groceries on the counter, ears picking up the sound of a guitar playing. You smile to yourself. Of course you know who the culprit was. He had a key because of you anyways.

Slowly, you creep up to your bedroom, carefully cracking the door. You keep quiet as you admire your boyfriend from afar. He seemed so relaxed, which wasn't usual for him.

Hobie deserved some peace and relaxation after saving so many people. You seemed to be the only one who truly thought that. Miguel didn't see it that way. The criminals among New York didn't understand that. And even Hobie himself didn't think he deserved a break for doing what he's supposed to.

So watching him so.. unaware for once truly was a sight.

You enter the room as quietly as possible, creeping up behind him to wrap your arms around his shoulders.

When you crept up, Hobie was engulfed by that feeling again. A warm smile crosses his face when he feels you lean against him, laughing in his shoulder.

"There ya are." He said with a small laugh. "I had a feelin' you were home."

You raise an eyebrow, smile never faltering. "What? No you didn't! You were so unaware when I snuck up behind you!"

Hobie raises his eyebrows, the feeling slowly fading from his body. So he was right! That warm and euphoric feeling did come from you, his lover. No one else could make him feel that way, not even close.

"Oooh, does the tingle work even for me?" You ask in an excited tone.

"The.. tingle?"

You nod happily, moving so you sit on the bed by his legs. "Yeah! You know, the thing you use to sense danger."

God Hobie found you so.. mesmorizing. Your truly somewhat childish nature that wasn't that but close, he loved it.

"Nah, only works for danger, love." He responds, looking down and strumming his guitar.

"Then you can't sense me! I'm like a ninja. This is perfect." You say, standing and grabbing Hobie's arm. "C'mon, I have some groceries for dinner."

He nodded and stood, guitar on the bed as he followed you to the kitchen. Of course he was going to keep the sensation a secret. He wanted to keep that for himself, a way you make him feel. And besides, what's the harming in letting you think that you could sneak up on him?

It could bring more heartfelt moments like that.

—

Ever since then, Hobie pretended to be blissfully unaware.

He pretended like he couldn't feel you sneaking up on him to scare him. He pretended he never knew you were right behind him, waiting for him to see you. He pretended like he didn't expect your "unexpected" or "surprise" hugs.

Because honestly, he loved you. Hobie loved these little things, even if it sounded weird in itself. He loved having a partner who was always catching him off-guard with affection, even if he was sensing it.

There are random times when the two of you are just sitting together, each one doing a separate activity. He would be on his guitar and you would be catching up on your latest game or book.

Then, that feeling would hit Hobie. He would feel the fuzies he felt from before, and a smile graces his face. It prompts him to move to hug you from behind, nuzzling his head into your shoulder or neck.

When you question him, "What are you doing, love?"

He just sighs, smile never leaving his face. "Just love ya, so damn much sweetheart."

Certainly enough to make your heart melt and cheeks go red. You always found these moments slightly odd, however. He initiated those moments whenever you planned to try and scare him or give him your own surprise hug.

He always beat you to it. Not that you could complain, oh no. If anything, you welcome this with open arms.

You had a slight feeling that Hobie wasn't being entirely honest when he said he truly never knew when you were behind him. Hobie was always aware of his surroundings. But that didn't make you think for too long. You chalked it up to Hobie just letting his guard down around you, and that made you feel nice.

This new sense of Hobie's was his personal favourite, one that he's glad comes from you, the very person he loves and appreciates so so dearly.

[condenysada]

i love you corruption arcs but more than that i love the healing from and or acceptance of the corruption i love it when people are irrevocably changed and yet they learn to live with the changes, maybe even despite it.