#This is a bit shorr

[obsessedwrhys]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Wolverine x Deadpool x F!Reader

ᯓ★ Being in a polyamory relationship with these two. (A dream inspired this AHAHHA–) fluff, lots of bickering between the two, funny/goofy shit, bit of jealousy/possessiveness, reader is fem!!

This whole relationship is a mess.

I'm talking never getting a moment of peace kind of mess.

For example this one time you drove the Honda Civic.

Nobody understood why you were the one behind the wheels 'cause now you're ramming into everything with Logan grabbing on the handle for dear life while Wade is having the time of his life at the back.

"Stop the damn car before we crash, bub! Yer gonna kill someone!" Logan shouted and at the same time Wade was screaming out the lyrics to "Highway to Hell" by AC/DC.

Did I mention how different these two are with you?

Wade loves it when you run to hug him, he would swing you around a couple of times with your legs wrapped around his waist.

As for Logan, he prefers something less than that. A simple hug is enough and you can't complain much about it because the way he completely engulfs you in his embrace always made your chest flutter.

It's no surprise that they are protective over you.

Like when you were captured by some troops in the void. The fire guy, Johnny Storm, couldn't help but try to flirt with you. He figured why not shoot his shot right?

"Hey..." He'd say, flashing you a cheesy smile.

And seeing his attempt to charm you, you couldn't help but find it amusing and chuckle.

Clearly the two didn't like it.

Which is why that may or may not be the reason why Wade decided to out the man and get him killed 🤷‍♀️ I guess we'll never know 🤔

You and Wade enjoy pulling pranks on Logan.

The sight of him being pissed off pleases you both.

There was this one time you guys swapped his whiskey to a non-alcoholic drink and you can imagine his frustration.

"WADE!!" But he can never get mad at you. He just can't.

Even Wade complains about this privilege of yours.

"Seriously Lo?! You're gonna get mad at me and not our lovely prank partner here? Come on man, we're both guilty parties in this crime scene. If you wanna get angry, at least share the spotlight :("

Cue you sticking your tongue out at Wade as he pouts with puppy dog eyes.

All jokes aside, the two love and support you dearly.

I like to think Logan is more of an old romantic and Wade is the adventurous type.

That's why it can sometimes take a while for them to decide what to get as a present for you.

"Why the fuck would she want a pillowcase with our faces on it?" Logan asked with genuine disgust in his eyes.

"Why wouldn't she?! It's cute as fuck, and you can never have too many pictures of us together. Besides, it's a lot cheaper than buying a life-sized statue of me for her bedroom, although that's an option too, I hear Wolverine-shaped body pillows are all the rage these days" Without realising, he continued on muttering nonsense to himself which had Logan roll his eyes.

"I'm buying her the leather jacket and it's final" Not letting Wade say anything, he'd walk off to the cashier with him left behind. His action causing him to get irritated.

"What about the budget?!?!" He'd raise his voice but Logan simply ignored him. Fed up, he stomps on his feet as he points at his back.

"Fine, you big lug!! I'll let you have your way this time. But don't come crying to me when she dumps us for a pair of more decisive superheroes!!" He'd shout.

In the end you appreciated the gifts you got for your birthday. Each gift speaks for their character.

You guys definitely have lazy days.

Days where you'll lounge around in pajamas and watch cheesy romantic comedies together, complete with a pile of blankets and snacks.

Expect there to be lots of laughter, cringing, and the occasional eye rolling. Not to forget how you three would start making fun of the characters and the cliche plotlines.

Logan clearly struggles to sit through the entire movie marathon and you always have the to be the one to pull his arm to prevent him from leaving.

"Gimme a break, bub. It’s the same damn thing every time— the good guy wins, the bad guy loses. It’s like they think we got the emotional range of a rock"

"Gee, what a buzz kill. But are they wrong though? You practically live like a rock!!" Wade laughed with Logan letting out a scowl.

Thank goodness you're dating them or else they'd be fighting almost all the time.

In the relationship you're the peacemaker

No but seriously Wade calls you that and the nickname has stuck to you.

You enjoy sleeping in the middle with the two on either sides. Half of the time you always wake up with the two fighting over you.

Just imagine Logan pulling you closer to him but before he could even do that, Wade would be quick to pull you back to his embrace despite them both being asleep.

You like to think it's their reflexes. That even when sleeping they're still fighting with each other 😭

However you absolutely adore the two.

Logan will MELT when you kiss his knuckles. Especially when you do it with your eyes locked to his. He will literally go feral for you.

And Wade? He absolutely loveloveloves it when you baby him. It's his guilty pleasure. Hold him close with his face placed against your chest and he swears the voices in his head finally quiets down. That's why you're his angel.

Also, the two really enjoy showering you with kisses. You can barely ever hold back a smile with the two smooching every surface of your face.

Will do anything to get your praise.

The competitiveness is too much.

Oh Logan got you a bouquet? Well Wade got you a bouquet made of tacos. Who's the better one now huh? 😋

To be fair Wade is Wade. There's nothing you can do about it... but that doesn't mean Logan is ever gonna let him get his way.

"Where's Wade?" You'd ask, watching Logan sink on the sofa beside you.

"Don't know... could care less..." He'd say, wrapping an arm around you to snuggle with you. In the other room Wade has been stuffed inside the closet. Completely restrained and duck taped.

All I can say is that dating them is all fun and love. Literal baby girls.

[quinnswritingquill]

The Drug In Me Is You

Jason Todd x AFAB Reader

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CW: Slowburn, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Light? BDSM, Blood Kink, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink, Honestly Kinky in Gen., Reader has female gentile, Use of Y/N but not too much.

AN: This is pretty much of a what if Jason was a sugar daddy turned lover. I also posted this on Ao3 as well.

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Not everyone is built to handle the harsh world of Gotham. I mean fuck, I was raised in this hell bent city. I grew up surviving just barely over the poverty line. Lower income childhood meant cheap or in the box food for dinner. It meant thrifted clothes or cheap chain stores having sales and deals. Brands for show. School supplies, book ads, shoes, ect.

Nothing would prepare me for tipping my toe onto the world of rich men and wealthy women. Couldn't afford to attend college, not that it was the most important thing for me. But I needed to live on my own. Support myself. Somehow I managed to land a job as a waitress at a high-end restaurant near the wealthiest part of Gotham City. The hourly pay barely covers my rent. But the tips? Those help cover food, some to cover miscellaneous costs, and a little bit extra for savings incase of other crap. Still surviving. Barely but better.

No need for another job right now. It's been months since I started there. And I even have my own little studio apartment because of the job. Within a month of saving all the money I earned and money I previously saved. It's old and covered floor to ceiling with art pieces. Some older and some fairly more recent. I like looking at them. They bring life to this creepy old building.

Today I scrambled recklessly out of bed once my alarm clock started blasting. Turning it off I glanced at the time. Damn it's only 10 am, I still have about a few hours before my shift. I stretched out my sore muscles and walked to my small kitchen to make brunch. I grab out my lovely yogurt bowl and place it on the table along with the food I'm gonna scarf down. I mix my granola mix with some strawberry yogurt in the bowl. A quick meal before I get dressed for work.

By the time I finished eating, showering, dressing up, and cleaning up it's one o'clock. I check my work outfit just in case. We only had two choices that could be four different outfits at work. White or black button up, black slacks, or a knee length skirt. Obviously with tights tho. I picked a fuzzy off my black button up and straightened the pencil skirt. Finally I put my heels into my bag and slipped on my flats.

The restaurant was busy as usual. Honestly I wished for at least one day for us to be slow. But unfortunately rich people don't exactly give one shit. At least I think so. It's not something I would actually say, well to their faces.

My coworker Allison comes up to me as I swipe a card to finish paying my current table's bill.

" Hey Y/N? I just wanted to let you know I just sat three at table ten. The reservation is for Wayne." She said before patting my shoulder.

I smile, " Yeah okay, thanks Ally."

I go back and hand the receipt and card to my leaving table and head towards table ten. Three gorgeous looking men sit, chatting and laughing like they're not at a five star restaurant but at a diner by a public highschool. Weird beautiful men, but alright. I pull out my spiral notepad, pen in my right hand, ready for them to order.

" Hello there! You must be the Wayne reservation. I am your waitress this evening. My name is Y/N. Are gentlemen ready to order drinks?" I make sure to sweeten my words.

The three men stop talking. One with the shorr, but longer dark hair speaks, " Yes we are. We also know what we would like to order as well."

The man with the red hair and the man dawning the short black hair with a white streak also agree with the other gentleman. I jotted down the orders. I collect their menus and walk over to put in the orders so they get sent to the kitchen.

Once they finished eating, I walked over with the receipt and the card that belonged to the charming man with the long hair. I bid the men good day, leaving with the signed copy receipt. I opened the book to see the receipt and three sets of tips. Two were around a hundred in cash tips. The other was. What the hell? Five hundred dollars in cash?? The entire meal cost less than that! I stare blankly at the money before grabbing it out to place it in my wallet I use for my personal tips of the day.

Fuck it, I take it back. Only some rich people are douchebags. I finish my things up and head out to the back side of the building for a short smoke break before I take my lunch. I pull out my unopened cigarette pack from my bag and hit the bottom of the pack before unwrapping it. I grab out my FUCK OFF labeled lighter from the side pocket. I light it and take a long inhale of smoke.

" Got a light?" A voice asks.

I exhale and nod, " Yeah." And hand my lighter over, still not looking over.

He laughs, " Thanks, sweetheart. Did you like the tip? Thought you deserved more since you had to deal with my brother Dick and our friend Roy. They can be… Loud."

That's when I looked over like a deer in headlights, " Uh.. Ooh that was you? And yeah, thank you for the tip. But you do realize the entire check was less than that right? I'm not complaining, just curious."

He pulls the cigarette out of his mouth before taking a bit to talk, " Yeah, I know that, darling. But I like spoiling hard-working people. Money is money. I also know that this place gets more money than they pay their waiters and waitresses. I know that most of you survive with tips."

"Oh." I manage out.

I can't but stare at the sincere look on his face. His absolutely hot face. God I need to get a fucking grip. He finishes his cigarette and hands me back my lighter. I put the rest of my own cancer stick out as well before shoving my shit back into my bag.

His hands are in his pocket as he smiles at me.

"My name is Jason, by the way, sweetheart. What's yours?" His right hand extends towards me.

I take his hand to shake, " It's Y/N."

We shake hands but before I can pull away he already turned mine over and plants a light kiss on it. I just stared like a god damned weirdo so unsure of what was going on. Letting my hand go he shoves his own back into his pocket.

"Have a good night Y/N." And he walks away.

What the actual fuck is wrong with me? My face is hot and I rush back inside to grab my lunch. I sit in the back of the locker room slash break room. Recounting the events only worsens my reddened face. I shovel my chicken caesar salad trying to refocus myself. Spoiler alert, that didn't fucking work. I look at the clock on the wall. An hour and I'm out of here. I can just forget pretty boy and move on. He's definitely just a flirt. Get over it Y/N.

Even when I got home, I can confidently say I didn't forget Jason. In actuality, all I did was think about him. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck.

[isfjmel-phleg]

Selections from the Correspondence of the Lockridge Family, IV-VI/XVII

Letter from Lovisa Lockridge to her brother Tamett.

3 March 1908

Dear Tamett,

please come back. Everybody’s cross with each other and they won’t stop because Cille broke Emenor’s violin. She didn’t mean to but she broke it to bits and then Emenor yelled at her and then Mother yelled at both of them for yelling and then Father came and yelled louder than anybody. I tried to ask them to stop and tell them what had really happened but they said it was none of my business and told me to go away. I wish you were here. I can still hear them upstairs. I was only trying to help. They don’t need to yell.

Aunt Klariesa doesn’t yell but she looks like she wants to cry every time I do anything.[35] I touched her hand while she was lying down and she said it hurt and my hand was cold. But it wasn’t. She says I read too fast too. I try to make the books more interesting because they’re always all about people hating each other and wanting to get married and have money,[36] but then she says when I read like that it gives her that thing that her heart does that I can’t spell.[37]

I don’t like being a companion here. I’d rather go to the palace with you. Are you sure there isn’t anybody who needs a companion there? Like the princesses?[38]

I miss you louder than anyone yelling downstairs. XOXOXO

Yours with love

Lovisa

Letter from Cille Lockridge to her brother Tamett.

3 March 1908

Dear Tamett,

I hope you are well. I am well. Today was not good. I wanted to read the big mathematics book[39] on the top shelf of the bookcase in the sitting room, but I could not reach it and no one taller was there. So I found a chair and stood on it. The book was at the bottom of the stack. I tried to pull it out carefully, but it started to fall over. I tried to catch the books. They did not fall, but I did. I landed on Emenor’s music stand, and the stand had the violin on it because she had been practicing earlier. The violin is very broken. I do not think it can be fixed. Violins are very expensive. Father sent me to bed without supper because it is wrong to stand on chairs and break violins. I am very sorry. Emenor is not happy. My back still hurts. Father and Mother are very angry.

Please come home soon. I miss you.

Your loving sister

Cille

Letter from Zella Lockridge to her brother Tamett.

3 March 1908

Dear Tamett,

I miss you.

Today we took a walk and I saw a dog. He was brown with a white spot on his back. His name is Balder.[40]

Who is your favorite sister?

Love from

Zella

[35] Aunt Klariesa […]: In 1907, Lovisa became companion to her aunt by marriage, Klariesa, Duchess of Reierwardt, who suffered from an undiagnosed ailment. Lovisa’s letters and diaries illustrate an often-frustrating relationship between her and her aunt, who was difficult to please and prone to emotional manipulation, although Lovisa’s anecdotes have a seemingly exaggerated quality that calls into the question the extent of their accuracy. Nevertheless, her position was convenient. The Duke and Duchess had no children and felt a sense of obligation to the Duke’s sister and her family. Tamett, Duke of Reierwardt had been instrumental in getting Tamett Lockridge his companion position. The Norriberrian dukes of Reierwardt had historically been compliant with the Liennese crown and sought influence and favor at court; Elina and Tamett’s parents had lived at Königshaus for many years.

[36] the books […]: Inventories of the Duchess’s possessions list, at different times, between 150-200 novels in her collection. Many of them were by Coregean author Giora Shorr, specialist in complex romances that redefined the genre for Coregean audiences, although the Duchess also enjoyed the works of Faysmondian authors Ontine Leclare and Aumeric Savatier, pioneers of the psychological novel.

[37] that thing that her heart does that I can’t spell: Klariesa frequently wrote to her sister-in-law about her heart palpations, which might be the word Lovisa had in mind.

[38] anybody who needs a companion there? Like the princesses?: Odren never hired a companion for Ayra and Ateva, as he did for Josiah. With two daughters four years apart in age, he probably concluded that the sisters would be enough constant company for each other. Ayra and Ateva’s childhood was more socially active than that of their half-brothers. Their parents frequently visited relatives in other nations, and the girls accompanied them to Vischland, Faysmond, and Corege, where they became acquainted with cousins with whom they would continue to correspond for many years. Queen Liane encouraged Liennese nobility to bring their children to court, where they were permitted to play with the princesses. Thus, a live-in companion was not necessary. By contrast, Odren was more particular about with whom he would allow Josiah to associate, and Queen Nyella’s difficult pregnancies made frequent social visits and travel less feasible. After Nyella’s death, social life at court slowed in deference to the king’s prolonged mourning.

[39] the big mathematics book: This was probably A Brief Introduction to Intermediate Mathematics by Coregean mathematician Jowan Alford Bridgeley, a volume of approximately 894 pages in the seventh edition.

[40] Balder: Balder is believed to have belonged to the Lockridge’s neighbor Norber Kobben, a retired naturalist. A photograph from his collection depicts a Liennese spaniel fitting this description.

[cherryblossempearl]

Serenity: "Its been nice meeting you dear friend"

So I decided to change Serenity a bit. Now its shows a bit more of her plant side. Here's some information about her :)

Name: Serenity Springs

Family: All Elirans (all Elirans are direct descendents of the goddess Elira- hence the special treatment) , her mother Celena Springs

Species: Half breed (half human half plant- i need to come up with the name for the species- right now the name is Ecoan but Idk about that)

Other info: An Eliran (basically a noble), lives in New Shorre city, etc.

[fictionadventurer]

Imaginary Books Recs: Congratulations! You've been granted further ILL access to the Coregean Library. Shall we start with Ardour and Introspection? An early nineteenth-century romance that was a favorite of, of all people, Delclis.

Ardour and Introspection by Giora Shorr

Emina Verden has a passion for plants that her loving father is more than willing to let her pursue, but after his death and her mother's remarriage to a fashionable baronet, Emina is thrown into a high-society world where she is expected to attend balls and concerts and dinner parties while enduring the company of Vivana, her over-exuberant stepsister. As Emina struggles to find a place in this new family--and a moment of peace--a friendship with a young scholar unexpectedly blossoms into something that makes this new world worth exploring. But Vivana is the one who catches his eye--and, perhaps, his heart. Will Vivana keep Emina from her one chance at happiness? Is it possible for the stepsisters to overcome this rivalry, or will it tear them apart forever?

[sisyphus-prime]

Why is that the only version of "over the river and through the woods" I know is butchered in a way I can't find online kvjcjx

"over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house we go // where exactly we are going I don't surely know

The car has long since run outta gas // and night is steadily approaching fast

But over the river and through the woods, to grandmothers house we go"

[spookberry]

If danny is the ghost king... is Danielle the ghost princess????? Plz

[miraculous-rewrite]

Miraculous Rewrite- Protective Detective

You guys ever seen those old school detective shows?

We start on the world as a high contrast noir. We focus on the inside of a door, stated on the glass ‘Raincomprix private investigations’ and in the small office a gentleman we haven’t seen in some time is filing through printed photos and paperwork.

Text boxes appear as if this were an old style comic, as narrated of course by M. Raincomprix himself. ‘Being a former police officer has its perks. When you leave the force on your own terms it means people don’t question your credibility, it means your old friends are still your friends.’

‘And it means you can spot signs of the immoral when they come up in your line of work’ he scowls slightly and places a scattered pile of (indistinct to us) photos into a manilla folder. ‘I have rules, morals, ethics that lead me to leaving my former line of work that I now have the freedom to continue to keep.’ he lifts one more picture up, the picture we see depicts our favorite rabbit girl talking with our least favorite scorpion man, and more notably the very careful way he rests a hand on his medallion.

‘I don’t look into children, I don't take jobs that sound like abuses of ability, I don't let the cruel get off without circumstances.’ The last one is in front of another photo, this one of Tsering Wan holding a berry out to nothing, and then in the next photo seemingly taken seconds later the berry vanishes.

Then finally he pulls out a slightly blurry but intact picture of The Scorpion, clearly from when he’d threatened Cheshire in front of the crowd during the Fall of the Order. ‘I am a detective.’ Roger Raincomprix leans forward, face pale and hand covering his mouth. ‘And I believe I can’t ignore this case any longer.’

Cue intro

We Exit the intro with a tonal shift and focus on the short haired bourgeois girl mixing something in a bowl with a wooden spoon, Amber pauses, lifting the contents up and watching the bluish liquid dribble from the spoon and back into the bowl. “So this is the Sky potion?”

“It’s supposed to be.” Chloe huffs from the other side of the room, she corks the greenish sea potion and gives it some quick shakes. “If Cesaire was right about one ingredient each being riddles, and we’ve got the Sea potion as the control group then we can test things out from there.”

Amber dips her pinky into the sky potion and smells it. “What was the riddle for this one?”

“True joy. I figured since ‘tear of laughter’ was the sea potion then tears of happiness might be what it was looking for.”

“You think so?”

“You wanna test it out?” Amber thinks for a moment but before she can answer Pollen goes for the sky potion without her, zipping in and swallowing a yellow drop as it falls.

“Hmmmmmm Not quite. Perhaps it can tell the difference between manufactured happiness and true happiness?”

“Maybe…” Chloe reached over and took the bowl from her she grumbled over it and after a moment Amber got a wide grin.

“Maybe you should take it with you on a date, see what happens?” Chloe scowls, her face bright red. “Maybe you should take it on YOUR date.” she fires back, now Amber’s cheeks turn a bit pink.

“It is NOT a date!”

“Okaaayyyyy”

“Chloe- Chloe she was YOUR best friend! She literally JUST decided to stop hating me!”

“Mmmhm”

“Not everything has romantic tilts to it Chloe-”

“Of course.”

Chloe’s grin grows wider with every protest, and soon joining her are Shorr and Pollen, all three smirking knowingly at Amber’s spluttering.

“Even if it WAS like that, which it is NOT-” Amber huffs. “We’re just going to grab a coffee, an afternoon coffee, because she’s got a history project and I'm gonna be on patrol with Pegasus tonight anyway. We both need it. It’s not a date.”

“Whatever you say little sister.”

Amber scowls and Chloe’s smile drops for a second, pondering it over. “..Sabrina doesn’t seem like it, but she really does like spontaneity, she loves romance novels so she’s kind of a huge sap….” she thinks for another moment, carefully pouring the sky potion into an emptied out energy shot bottle. “It’s okay that she’d rather not repair things with me, you know. I’m okay with where I am. But like…” Chloe glances back at Shorr, giving her an excited smile and gesturing for her to continue and her expression drops into the unimpressed Chloe face. “You know what? Nevermind. Forget I said anything. Do what you want.” But nonetheless as Amber turns her back Chloe slips the potion into one of her pockets.

There’s a rapid thumping noise and the door bursts open, Alya on the other side, fire behind her eyes. “What’s this about Amber having a date?!”

Amber glares at Chloe who grins sneakily back at her.

Alya latches onto Amber’s arm and starts excitedly extolling about all the other relationships she’s helped set up, and she’s basically the true love god here, step aside Aphrodite. Also she’s been with her BF the longest out of anyone else, so she definitely knows what she’s doing. Ohhhh man Amber’s got to tell her everything But actually first, FIRST they gotta get a good outfit that’s juuussstttt hot enough to get Miss Sabrina all flustered and stuff but just subtle enough that it wouldn’t be obvious that’s what they’re planning. Alya pulls her away but just as the two leave the bedroom Alya glances back at Chloe who points to a potion bowl and points to Amber, she gestures to a pocket and Alya nods.

But we cut then to the coffee place they were to be meeting, Sabrina’s wearing of course her normal outfit, and seeming a bit nervous as she kind of now always is when left waiting, but she doesn’t actually wait all too long as a familiar head of stylized short hair comes into sight.

And She yelps, face turning redder than her hair as Amber approaches wearing, indeed a fairly more cute outfit than her usual long coat+skirt combo, but she seems equally embarrassed about it as anything else.

“Hey.”

“Hi.” Sabrina squeaks back.

“You weren’t waiting long, were you?”

“No, I just got here.” Sabrina huffs, rubbing the back of her neck, and the two enter the coffee house. “I like that outfit, is it new?”

“Oh this? Ahah, kinda? Chloe forced me out of the jacket and said if I wore the same outfit to another outing she’d burn it.”

Sabrina laughs “Sounds like Chloe.”

“So how have you been?”

“Pretty good, Dad’s got a new case he’s looking into, something about some evil museum worker?” Amber stiffens for a moment as they approach the counter. “I think Jalil put him on the case, Alix’s brother?”Amber nods slightly. “Yeah, after he left for university he’s been worried about not being able to look out for Alix, and had some crazy conspiracy in his head about this staff member having some sort of horrible connections, maybe even going all the way to Hawkmoth and his crowd.”

“Woah, really?” Amber half-squeaks.

“Yeah, it was wild watching Alix’s brother stumble in with another conspiracy but this time be taken seriously.” She pauses for a moment. “Well, not super seriously, I'm pretty sure Dad just thought he was a worried older brother needing some sort of justification for the anxiety of leaving his little sister behind.”

“But…?”

“But, Dad’s been looking into it for a bit now and…” she shrugs. “Maybe for once Jalil was onto something.”

“I.. I see…” They receive their orders and go to sit down. “Wild.”

“You seen anything like that while you two are hanging out?” Sabrina’s tone is idle but when Amber glances back at her Sabrina is regarding her with a calculating look.

“Which museum worker are we talking about again?”

“Something-Wan, Bald central asian guy? Wears a suit and that medallion thing?” Sabrina gestures to her chest to pantomime holding a medallion in her hand, but her expression doesn’t change.

“Huh… I haven’t seen anything I don't think? I’ll keep an eye out.”

Sabrina keeps eye contact a little longer before shrugging “Fair enough. How’s homeschool been treating you guys?”

The chat continues as Sabrina’s phone goes off a few times, but she doesn’t answer, puts it on silent and pockets the thing.

But we cut to see who’s been texting Sabrina and of course, it is in fact her dad. Roger sends another text, and as we see he’s keeping her updated about his location, something that seems to be a common thing between the two when he’s out doing research, due to the text history we see between them as Roger scrolls up a bit more to confirm something.

“Keep safe.” He mutters to himself, looking down at another developed photograph, this one of the three girls spotted during their investigations during Pirates Duel. Team Triple A, and one familiar blonde is in that team. The most recent message to Sabrina saying ‘Keep an eye on your friend, she may be in danger too’

But as we see him he’s stationed outside the Louvre as such a case would require, and we see, from a distance, the sort of interactions that are probably extremely common in this place now. A tense standoff between Tsering Wan and Alix Kubdel, both perfectly aware of each other's identities, yet by social contract won’t be causing a scene in public.

They seem to trade barbs back and forth as Roger gets closer.

“-Watch your friends closely, little bunny.”

“Are you really gonna say this shit every time we run into each other? Whatever happened to just ignoring people?”

“Perhaps I could have done so, if you and yours weren’t proven to be incapable of decency.”

“You tried to kill my friends, multiple times! You have no right to talk about decency! If we could go to the cops with all we know-”

“Your friends would be going down with us. If you think my family is afraid of going against Paris’ law enforcement you’ve got another thing coming, child.”

There’s a rush of footsteps quickly approaching, and Roger steps in “Ah! Miss Kubdel!” Alix blinks and both quickly game face back up, looking as unassuming civilians as possible.

“Oh, hey M. Raincomprix.”

“I’ve been asking around Mme Dubois’ class for a case based on your lycee, would you mind if I asked you a few questions?” Alix glares at Tsering Wan for a moment who smiles passively back at her.

“I should remind you Miss Kubdel-” Tsering Wan starts with a mocking lilt “-That your father requires your presence after your abysmal grade in history recently, how a child of an Egyptologist ranked that low in her class is beyond me.”

The silent message of ‘this isn’t over yet’ successfully carried, Alix grits her teeth and looks back at Roger. “Sorry M. Raincomprix, if you wanna pass those questions onto Sabrina I can answer ‘em on Monday.”

Roger looks between the two, sees Alix stuff her hands into her pockets, sees Tsering Wan lean over into her space. Narrows his eyes.

“I see. Good luck to you then.” Alix turns on her heel, pushes past Tsering Wan and vanishes into the building, Tsering Wan looks back at Roger one more time and nods before turning as well.

Calmly, slowly, Roger Raincomprix walks back to his car, a somewhat old looking but dependable model, and sits for a moment, hand on the wheel, processing.

“I’m going back in there.” he decides after a pause, and just as he pockets his notebook and shoulders his camera a flicker of black enters the frame.

But we cut away before we see that and head back to the streets of Paris as Amber and Sabrina continue to walk and talk, Sabrina every so often bringing up things about the other classmates, Amber countering with some updates from people who had to leave the Lycee. But the conversation remains mainly light and cheerful, books, shows, movies. All in all just vibing and enjoying company.

Sabrina’s phone goes off a few times more and a few times more is ignored as she and Amber walk over to a nearby patch of green and finish up their drinks.

“Everything.. Okay? Annoying app or something?”

“It’s fine.” She responds simply “Dad’s been a little paranoid lately about the idea of something happening while he’s investigating things.”

“That case about Tsering Wan?”

Sabrian’s eyes lock to Amber’s, the same calculating look back on her face. “...yup.”

“Well maybe you should check it out anyway then? I mean if Jalil was onto something about that guy being evil like you said-”

“It’s fine.” Sabrina answers, but pauses all the same. “You-.... You know something about this though, don’t you?” Amber freezes.

“Wha? Hehe, what gave you that idea?” Sabrina fusses with her glasses before sighing and removing them.

“I mean, it makes sense, doesn’t it? How certain little…. Changes… kept being made when new heroes came along, A weird little motley crew of them, there are two wielders for one Miraculous so they never show up at the same time, and right after all five heroes show up at once, six people who were only kinda friends with each other start becoming inseparable. And what Lila did was inexcusable but she did have one very important thing to contribute.” Sabrina turned to look directly at Amber, who had paled considerably.

“Why do you and Chloe have those matching hair combs, Amber?”

But just before she could cook up a response there’s a trumble on the ground, and Sabrian’s phone has another text, and this time, seemingly more on reflex, She looks back down at it, eyes suddenly widen and there’s a crash.

Amber grabs Sabrina and pulls her down to crouch behind the bench, and just as they do so another shake denotes a new guest. Sabrina looks back down at her phone and we see a small text history that goes from normal ‘investigation’ updates to ‘your friend isn’t safe’ to ‘you aren’t safe i’m coming to get you’ to a very VERY detailed deduction of their location based on brief texts and previous conversations matched with how Sabrina normally likes to spend quality time with a person until finally naming this exact park as her most likely location.

Sabrina looks up and sure enough a spotlight hits the bench, it holds up for a moment before shattering and the earth rumbles beneath them as the weight of the spotlight presses against them. Sabrina nearly collapses under the weight, but Amber is able to move just enough to grab Sabrina and start dragging the two of them out of the light. She looks up and sure enough the area around them has suddenly darkened and de-saturated, as if cloaked in shadows that aren’t there. Amber gives one more tug and she and Sabrina stumble out of the light, both dizzy and Sabrina notably weaker, Amber hoists her into a princess carry and starts to book it as the light begins to try and track them, evasive maneuvers just barely dodging the spotlight more and more as the stone and grass that does get hit bends and breaks under the weight of the light.

“Return my daughter, Miss Bourgeois and I can ensure your protection as well.”

“D- Dad?” Sabrina chokes over Amber’s shoulder as Amber finally curves out of the park, just in time for a huge dirigible to peek its way over the tops of the buildings. She ducks behind an alley and as Sabrina pulls at her clothes she gently sets her down.

“You okay?”

“Oh geez, Dad got Akumatized…”

“It’s okay, parent akumtizations aren’t that rough, it just means you’re probably a target.”

“How is that ‘Not that rough’?!” Sabrina squeaks. But Amber shakes her head, covering Sabrina’s mouth and pressing her against the wall, she leans in close, (and one can notice Sabrina’s face turning red again) as Amber peers out from the alleyway to the spotlights grazing past them as the dirigible lightly begins to pass them overhead.

“Ok, coast is clear.” She states, glancing back at Sabrina, before ALSO noting the closeness and jumping back instantly, rubbing the back of her head and fighting off a blush of her own. “Does your dad have cell tracking or Find my Phone enabled on yours? I doubt it’d do much, but if he does, might be safer to ditch it if he’s got that kind of transportation.”

As she speaks, she’s also digging her own phone out, tapping out a quick “SOS, Sabrina’s dad’s akumatized” before returning her focus to her friend.

Sabrina thinks for a second. “I mean I don’t have it on my phone, but I wouldn’t be surprised if one of his akuma talents is being able to figure something out based on me just keeping my phone on me or something.” She looks down at it before throwing it against the wall, the little thing snapping in half on impact. “Miraculous Ladybug should fix that.” she says after a beat.

“If it doesn’t I’ll get you a new one.” Amber agrees. “So I sent a distress text to Alya who can send the akuma alert onto the Ladyblog and we’ll see what heroes pick up on it.” Amber relays smoothly. Sabrina raises an unimpressed brow at that but before she can question the veracity of that the spotlight clicks down onto them again, and once again the weight of the light is pressed onto the girls. Though this time Sabrina is able to grab Amber and slowly drag them both away before she collapses.

But of course, that’s when the heroes come in.

A yoyo wire wraps around either of their waists and hoists the girls into the air, to be unceremoniously caught by Chat Noir.

“Well look at what you reeled up Bugaboo! A red snapper and a blonde bass!”

“A bass? Really?”

“I don’t snap!”

“You girls okay?” Ladybug looks the two over as they get set onto the building rooftop safely and untied. “You probably don’t want to stay in one place too long if he’s after you in specific, Sabrina.”

“I think he’s trying to protect people?” She offers, looking in her pocket before remembering she ditched her phone. “He sent some post akuma texts about coming to get me because we’re ‘in danger’.” She huffed, going instead to fix her glasses. “Though I'm not sure how he intends to do so in that big ol’ blimp with spotlights that make everything heavy…”

“So. Heavy.” Amber agrees, slumping over tired for a moment.

Only for a moment, before she realizes she’d slumped over onto Sabrina, and then jumps back into an upright position. From the corner of her eye, she spots Rena Rogue touch down on the rooftop, and the Fox grins; Amber turns her head so Sabrina can’t see her face, and promptly sticks her tongue out at the hero.

“Well, Semmix is already trying to see if the Rabbit can jump higher than the rest of us, but we’re gonna need to see how far that staff of yours can stretch, Kitty Cat.” Rena chimes in, making her presence known to the rest of the group, and Chat nods.

And with a playful bow towards Ladybug that gets an equally playful roll of her eyes, he jumps off with Rena Rogue. Ladybug turns her attention back to the two girls, gesturing to the door with a tilt of her head. “That’ll get you both off the roof. Like I said, make sure to keep on the move, and we’ll try and handle things quick as we can.”

Before giving either of them a chance to speak, Ladybug’s zipping away, and Sabrina pretty much collapses onto the ground with an exhale.

“Ok… where do you think we should hide first?”

“Maybe somewhere he wouldn’t expect? What would be the last place you’d hide from someone with that kind of akuma power?”

“Somewhere where there’s not a lot of protection against spotlights.” Sabrina pauses before looking back where the heroes left. “Hey, didn’t they used to have like… other forms? I distinctly remember wings at some point, why are they having problems with it now?”

“I.. Uh… I wouldn’t know, I get the feeling it’s a long story though.” Amber coughs and Sabrina raises her brow at her. “Anyway, I have an idea, let's go do that instead.”

Amber grabs Sabrina’s wrist and pulls her forward.

But of course we go back to the fight. And by fight I mean mostly the current team of four trying to get up there and into the blimp to fight in the first place. But it’s not quite working, diving in from rooftops doesn’t get them high enough, though the Rabbit can jump higher than everyone else it seems like Semmix isn’t getting enough torque either.

Ladybug thinks for a time, and then comes up with an idea, after all, they can’t even get the fight started without getting up there.

So we start out with Chat and Rena on the ground, both in sturdy positions as Chat’s staff extends as far as it will go, which is pretty fucking far, and just barely brushes the nearby rooftops. It’s clearly swaying and begging to fall, but he and Rena keep a sturdy grip. Semmix and Ladybug both run from one of said rooftops and halfway across the roof Ladybug lifts Semmix up into her arms and jumps from the ledge, pushing off of the edge of CHat’s baton and springing into the air just as they seem about to lose torque Ladybug shifts, revealing Semmix has the yoyo string wrapped around her waist, and then she uses Ladybug’s outstretched hand to spring even further into the air just as Ladybug starts to fall, a race now of movement versus movement as Semmix can only hope to have generated enough force to reach the blimp before Ladybug’s yoyo runs out of string and takes her down too.

Sure enough, with one thrust of the umbrella into a window, Semmix opens the thing and reaches the ledge of the blimp. She jolts when the wire runs taught and Ladybug is now dangling from her waist, but she doesn’t fall.

“That was fucking terrifying.” She mutters as she shifts the umbrella just enough to hoist herself over the ledge of the window and crawl inside, tugging the wire until Ladybug is crawling up behind her.

“So what’s the plan now that we’re in here?” Semmix tries, “Do we handle M. Raincomprix ourselves or try to get this thing to drop anchor so Chat and Rena can get up here?”

“Option two is preferable but if we need to go it solo I think we can take it.” Ladybug smiles around huffing breaths and she and Semmix nod to each other. They stand. “So the first question, where is M. Raincomprix.”

“That’s Protective Detective to you two.” a voice chime soer the intercom. “And now that you’re here-” Metal walls slide up over the windows. “You’ll be safe.”

The two huff and draw out their weapons properly.

But seen very distantly from the ground, is the blimp getting fully encompassed in metal (yet still of course staying afloat) the spotlights growing in intensity and viciously breaking the world below.

We stick on Rena And Chat doing as much damage control as possible, keeping people away from the destructive light and ensuring whoever is under there is only there briefly while one of them swoops in and gets them out.

“Chat this is ridiculous, they’re gonna need more time but we can’t keep this up forever.”

“You saw what happens when people actually die during attacks. Miraculous Ladybug can’t fix everything on its own.”

“Yes I know! But if none of us can get up there then there’s no doubt no one else on the team can! Even Ryuuko’s whole ‘ride the wind’ thing can only get her so high.”

“I wonder… Hey Chat?”

“Yeah?”

“Sabrina said that her father wants to protect her, right?”

“...Yeah?”

“So why do his spotlights push people down instead of being basically tractor beams? He’s not taking people in, he's pushing them away.”

They both pause for a moment. “Or are they just not being completed?” they ask at once.

“You wanna try?” Rena asks “Or should I?”

“Sure why not?” Chat stretches. “Sources say I have a thick skull. Probably won’t kill me. And if it does I have it on good authority that I have a bare minimum of one relative that would probably go full evil again if he deals with any more trauma like that.”

Gilligan cutaway briefly to Michael’s apartment, and Gabriel, at the kitchen table (which, mind you, is covered in papers and legal documents), sneezes and looks around briefly, before wiping his nose with his sweater’s sleeve.

“GABE I SAW THAT!”

But then we’re back to Chat and Rena. Rena rolls her eyes but smirks as Chat lays on the ground, kicking back and resting his hands under his head, in full lounge position. And sure enough when the spotlight hits him his hair falls flat against the ground, tail and ears going limp. He grits his teeth as the weight settles on him, but just as his breaths start to become a little wheezy it lets up and goes in full reverse.

Chat starts to get picked up off the ground as the weight turns into a sort of tractor beam, pulling him upward and though Chat is still clearly pretty light-headed he extends the staff for Rena to grab hold of as they’re both floated upwards.

“I feel like we’re getting abducted by aliens…” she mutters.

“Cavalry's coming, ladies.” Chat mutters.

However, we don’t stay with the heroes. Instead, we pan away from the tractor beam spotlight, getting farther and farther away until we’re seeing it from up high. Sure enough, Amber and Sabrina have climbed up the Eiffel Tower, looking out from the balcony at the sight, and then both girls are looking at each other.

“I hope the four of them are ok…” Sabrina mumbles, hands clasped together, and her expression is filled with concern.

Amber, meanwhile, has a narrowed gaze, looking back at the sight, but then back to Sabrina; it’s clear she’s conflicted, and with Sabrina as a likely target, it’s important to keep her safe.

“I’m sure they’re fine.” Amber says after a beat, though her tone is uncertain. “Heroes of Paris and all that.”

“Amber I know you were only an akuma the once but I've done it before and it’s… not fun. Whatever made Dad so upset to attract one, it’s… it’s hard to get solved. And it might not actually BE solved when he gets saved. Dad’s spent his entire life believing in ethics and morals and he wouldn’t forgive himself if he woke up and found that he’d hurt the heroes while he was being manipulated by Hawkmoth.”

“Monarcha.” Amber responds reflexively, but Sabrian turns to her.

“How do you know that? There are two of them, yeah, but what are the tells between the two?” Amber turns back to Sabrina who now looks more angry than anything else. “Amber, I’m not oblivious, and I’m not stupid. You’re Bellflower, aren’t you? Chloe was probably Queen Bee too, wasn’t she?” Amber is stunned, she opens her mouth a few aborted times to try and form a response, but before she can-

“Perhaps you two young ladies should be more concerned over yourselves than your identities.”

Amber whispers a quick “oh goddammit-” before she very pointedly gets between Sabrina and their new ‘guest’

“Scorpion.”

“Bee.”

“Wait, HE’s that Scorpion guy!?”

“Your friend is quite the person of interest on this day, little Bee.” Tsering Wan humms, fiddling with Misso’s medallion as the little scorpion kwami hovers out from her hiding spot. “Perhaps she’d like to see a demonstration of our skills.

“Perhaps not.” Amber reaches into her pocket presumably to throw whatever it is inside and pulls out the energy shot from the beginning of the episode. “What the-”

“How precious, running so firmly out of options while still trying to keep your identity a secret. To store them using emptied out small bottles? How boorish, you haven’t even removed the initial packaging! Which one is it? Hm? The sky potion? I can only assume as much, granted what your comrades are facing in the stratosphere at the moment.”

“‘Sky potion’?” Sabrina whispers “Like flying forms?”

“Scorpion, stay out of this, this is just some akuma nothing worth messing around with.”

“Hm, I suppose on a normal day it would be, but I’m beginning to get rather tired of faking a calm I don't wish to maintain simply for the other council members who already agree with me. Misso, transform me.”

Amber curses under her breath as he approaches them further, causing them to back up, until Sabrian gives a shout of surprise and they realize they’re close to the edge.

“Fne. Sabrina, get somewhere safe.” Amber passes her the potion and pushes her to the side a bit.

“Amber-”

“Trust me. Pollen, transform me!”

Sabrina looks between the two, fearful, confused, before her expression hardens and she looks down at the energy shot container and unscrews the lid. “No.”

“Sabrina I do not have time to-” Bellflower turns to Sabrina whom grabs Amber’s face in either hand, the unscrewed energy shot tilted over to the point where potion should be leaking out-

And kisses her.

It holds for just a moment before Bellflower jerks away, hand covering her mouth and one can see her reflexively swallowing, Sabrina wipes her mouth with her sleeve and it comes away yellow. “I’m not leaving you to your own devices. Okay?”

Amber stares dumbly for a moment but nods.

“Are you two done with your hormonal teenage nonsense?”

Amber puts her arms around Sabrina’s waist and smiles back. “Let’s see how far we can go.” She lifts Sabrina up and dives off the side of the tower.

“Hey ‘Brina?”

“Yeah?”

“That potion wasn’t fully put together. I don't know if it’ll work.”

“WHAT?!”

“But the last ingredient was ‘True Joy’ so let's try it out!” Bellflower clutches Sabrina tighter and pulls upward and-

A flash of yellow, and the buzz of a bee, and Bellflower pulls upward, Sabrina clutching to her side. The two zipping through the air. And headed towards the blimp.

“You okay Sabrina?”

“This is terrifying!”

“‘S okay not everyone’s got it in them to be in the thick of it” She states first, before glancing back down at her. “But I promise, I’ll keep you safe.”

Despite the terror and fear in Sabrina’s eyes, there’s the faintest of smiles on her face. “I know, I believe you.”

Bellflower turns red and the two of them make it to the blimp at just about the same time Chat and Rena are sucked into the bottom of the thing, Bellflower zipping inside just as the ‘cargo’ doors close.

Sure enough Chat Noir is still hovering in a spotlight, unable to get out or get much traction atm, just grumbling to himself and trying to push himself out of the beam with his staff. Rena is on the other hand trying to open the door between the ‘cargo bay’ and the rest of the blimp. “Oh hey Bell, Hi… Miss Raincomprix?

“Hi Rena, has my dad committed any war crimes yet?”

“Other than property damage, not really.”

“Good.”

Just then the door breaks down with a black and blue sneaker, Semmix with her umbrella raised high looks into the room and-

“Oh goddammit another dead end. Hey guys. Sabrina, your dad’s dragging us on a wild goose chase.”

“Okay okay, I’ll see what I can do.” Sabrina takes a deep breath, straightens her glasses and walks out into the hall. “Dad was fond of labyrinth when I was young, it was one of those movies he desperately wanted me to like, but I could never get into it, but there was this one sequence I remember, when the main girl is trying to logic her way out, the goblins kept cheating and turning her markings different directions.”

“So that’s what’s happening?”

“Probably. If Dad wants to keep us all safe, then what’s safer then ensuring we can never leave here again?”

Ladybug thinks for a second, before gently taking Sabrina’s shoulder. “In that case Mlle Raincomprix, lead the way.”

Sabrina’s eyes widen, she looks to the others, Bellflower shoots her a thumbs up, and Sabrina nods, with a small smile. She turns to the camera and as she runs forward we cut to black.

[ohkraken-a]

you know kelsey shorr leigh, right? you know, kelsey, she was captain britain for a while, joined the avengers, fought thunderball on her own, stabbed morgan le fey, quit the avengers, became lionheart, worked for albion for a bit, fought against albion, then was offered a spot with mi-13? that kelsey? you know her, right?

right?

kelsey shorr leigh is a divorced, single mother from ipswich, suffolk- she’s university-educated, well-read, and very intelligent, having been an english studies teacher for quite a while. but before she was divorced, she was living a life with her husband, richard, and their two children, martin and jenny- at least, until the incident. one day, a group of men broke into their home and assaulted her while her husband watched, horror-stricken- and when she fought back, going so far as to actually hurt one of her attackers, he took some broken glass and carved a thick line into her face, permanently scarring her. the guilt overwhelming him, richard spiraled over not being able to protect kelsey and their marriage quickly dissolved, leading to divorce. this left kelsey, a young, single mother with two children to care for on her own.

however, kelsey wasn’t deterred; in fact, she continued life as normal, ignoring the harsh looks from people passing by- her children noticed the way people looked at her and would grow angry, but kelsey paid them no mind. no, kelsey was the mom, and she had to protect and defend her children- not the other way around.

one day, when kelsey was out with her children to get some ice cream at a local pub, her family found themselves in the middle of a fight between the avengers and the wrecking crew. the pub destroyed, kelsey tried to get her children to safety, but they were left with no exits. an attack from thunderball collapsed part of a building on kelsey, her children, and captain america, but kelsey shielded her children from the debris- captain america, however, was knocked out from the blow.

with thunderball raising his wrecking ball for the final blow to cap, herself, and her children, kelsey did what any scared, worried mother would do:

she picked up cap’s shield and put herself between him and thunderball, effectively saving the life of the downed avenger.

that’s right: this single mother from ipswich, with no powers or abilities of her own, stood up to thunderball in order to protect captain america and her children.

but that’s it, right? after all, she’s just a human, so she must’ve gone down immediately afterwards, right?

GUESS AGAIN.

she takes him on a second time, still holding the shield.

the second blow shatters her shoulder, and thunderball ( we later find out this isn’t even thunderball, but actually one of morgan le fey’s cronies in disguise ) offers her to step aside, commending her on her intelligence and how well-read she is.

so, obviously, with a shattered shoulder, kelsey has to step down, right? she’s only human; she can’t go on any longer than she already has.

right?

WRONG AGAIN.

she takes a third blow from him, still standing, and still very much in his way.

furious, thunderball asks who she is, and before succumbing to her injuries, kelsey tells him her name:

... except she doesn’t. she just says she’s a housewife.

in the face of certain death, dealing with a misogynistic supervillain, kelsey leigh tells him in no uncertain terms that the woman he’s been unable to put down is a housewife.

it takes three hits before kelsey falls, and she eventually dies from the injuries she received.

three goddamn hits.

and then, after being brought back to life by brian braddock and given the powers of captain britain, ( all the while being warned that if she tells her kids the truth, their lives will end horribly, ) kelsey takes on morgan le fey and her knight, killing the knight and stabbing morgan, thus releasing the hold she had on brian. she did what the other avengers there couldn’t, and she looked badass while doing it. kelsey then becomes an avenger, before later leaving the team during their disassembly, only to take on the name lionheart and start working under albion.

after seeing the error of her ways and turning on albion, helping new excalibur defeat him, she is pardoned by the crown and given a chance to join mi-13, as well as rejoin her mother and children.

long story short, if you didn’t know about kelsey shorr leigh, you do now.

[magnuslightwoodbane]

I don't know about you guys, but I love enamel pins, and there are next to none for the Shadowhunters fandom - so I'm looking at producing some myself! But it's a bit of an investment, so I want to make sure it's not just me. I'd really appreciate it if folks could fill out this shorr survey and also maybe reblog please? ☺

[carrals]

Recently discovered Eddie Wrey’s work, which is super reminiscent of Collier Shorr. He created a scrapbook of all his professional and personal work from the past year. The theme is a bit more broad than the Jens F. book, but I love the use of collage. I think it’d be really cool to incorporate contact sheets into my own work, although it might conflict with me wanting to do full bleed pages with single images. Overall, it’s amazing seeing such a huge range of work, but obviously both books took at least a year to make.

[brakken-spideyverse]

Catching up on answers!

@pir0ripar0pirir0ra asked:

Do you work in Marvel or something? I would definitely buy that comics! :) Haha

Ha, believe me - you all would be the first to hear if I got a job at Marvel! No, for now this is all just for fun ^_^ But maybe someday.

Anon asked:

hey dude love this page, definitely the best redesigned universe around!! I was just wondering on your last stream we saw designs of Electro, Hulk, Cylcops and stuff will we ever see them and hear what they're about? thanks and keep up the amazing work

Yah, def wanna do up an Electro - maybe just the whole Sinister Six. And some more X-Men headshots, with some shorter ideas on them. I’ll see about streaming again sometime! And thank you!!

@corvoskk asked:

You mentioned using "Makeover-verse" as a temporary name; have you considered giving it an actual universe code like the canon multiverse? (like Earth-616, Earth-79203, Earth-1610, etc.)

Huh - this is something I have not thought about actually! 

Maybe Earth-3101 (or 131) to denote its anniversary date?

Anon asked:

hey i love your art and designs SO much!! i was wondering, is anyone in your verse gay? eyes emoji

Yep! Eddie is gay in this ‘verse

Anon asked:

this may be a weird question, but i was wondering if you had some ideas on how to use webbing in original ways besides peter's known way?? you always have the best concepts (ex: gwen using her webbing like a gymnast, which is my favorite btw)

Hmm, we see this a little bit in Into the Spider-Verse - but for a while I’ve been interested in how co-operative swinging would look as a fully fledged style. Like, one Spidey webs to a building while also webbed to a companion like a double pendulum - or both tethered to different points with arms clasped, or a web-line between them.

Something else that has always stuck with me is some dialogue from the first Spider-Man movie: “he throws up his hands, ropes come out, and he climbs up the ropes like a spider web.” That’s something I’ve really wanted to see explored more, especially on screen - much less a single tether feel and more a scattershot of webbing - short-range and less precise - occasionally used to yank himself forward, but also perhaps as little makeshift trampolines between buildings, or mini parachutes to soften a fall. Also picturing that in line with less OP wall-crawling. So on really glossy surfaces, he would have to shoot web onto them to be able to hold on. Ideas, ideas!

Anon asked:

Ok so Peter uses the standard swinging forms, and Gwen is more tether based, so what are Miles, Cindy, Anya, MJ as Spinneret, Spiderling, and Mayday's Spider-Girl swinging styles?

General thoughts are: Miles is just all the webs all the time - every webs. Cindy is a lot about web-zipping. Spiderling would take after her parents and probably uncle Miles too. Mayday, the web scramble.

Anon said:

hey i was just browsing your blog and saw that you headcanon gwen as asian! this is sappy as hell but i'm half chinese and have hc'd her as half chinese too since she's my favourite character but sorta figured nobody else would care to have her be any part asian so it's really nice to see someone else do so. love your art, thank you and have a great day!

Thank you! Glad that you responded to her positively ^_^

Anon asked:

Does Gwen have a Japanese name? Or translated version of her English name?

As far as I’ve planned, she’s still just called Gwen!

Anon asked:

Is your Jessica Drew Indian?

Jessica is black :)

Anon asked:

Hey there! I love this version of Spidey and his world so much. I was wondering if you have a version of Black Cat in the Makeover-verse?

Yes and hopefully she is coming soon! Thank you :)

@shorre said:

Hey I just found your blog and I wanted to say, as someone who is half Indian on my dads side and half white on my mom’s and whose also a huge spider-man fan with specific focus on Peter(love the other spider’s too of course but Peter will always be the one that resonates with me the most) the ethnicity change is very cool! I’m really happy I found your blog

Really appreciate this feedback, thank you! Glad he resonates with you <3

Anon said:

i love your anya redesign!! i’ve always hated how white-passing she looked in the comics so ty 💕

Thanks so much! I really like her too ^_^

Anon asked:

Any plans for the Daily Bugle and its cast of characters?

I have a sketch of Miss Brant in an old file somewhere - and yeah would wanna draw more of the bullpen including old JJJ sometime!

Anon asked:

Does your universe has a noir version of peter parker?

Nah, but I can def try a take on him at some point!

@avatarconner asked:

Do you have idea/prompt for how your Peter and MJ finally get together or are you not that far yet?

I have some ideas for this kicking around. Gonna have some more stuff unfold before I get to show you that though!

Anon asked:

Peter/MJ is a cool endgame, but how about a MJ/Gwen endgame?

Also valid <3

@bubstrik asked:

how do you make such dynamic poses for the spider ppl??

I tend to just throw spaghetti at the wall and see what sticks.

Literally. I literally throw wet noodles around. 

My home is a mess.

--

Thanks, everyone <3

[cherryblossempearl]

So I changed a few things, also a bit more background.

- Elira isn't in love with a human now

-Flora people are now Florin people (plant people)

-Blood relatives of Elira are called Elirans and are of high class

- Ecoans are also plant people

- Meras are underwater plant people

- Elora is basically a plant planet

- Eloras in another galaxy yet to be named

- plant people are warily about the human cities but are still welcoming (some are and some aren't)

- New Shorre isn't the capital city now

In here i will be explaining the setting of the story, and some background.

Planet info and goddess info :

in lost dreams the people of earth moved to a new planet, called Elora. The planet is named Elora because of the goddess of spring, the most respected god, Elira. Elira was the one who created nature on the planet, kind of like mother nature on earth. In the current timeline of the story, Elira fell in love with a human and created another goddess who i will explain later. She is also the creator of the Flora people, a race of humanoid flowers.

Setting of story:

new shore city is located somewhere in Elora called Spring valley, where the goddess of spring is worshiped the most. Spring valley is mostly country, with very few city's, which are very rural, including its capital New shore city, where blood relatives of the Goddess Elira live.

[dungeons-n-doggies]

Kraken mini made by @shorre

Wanted it to have elements of a traditional squid kraken and the D&D art kraken, pretty happy with how it came out

Kraken attacking boat and how grapples will be represented.

If I could do one thing different I would’ve made the body portion bigger to feel more to scale with the supposed length of the tentacles. It’s supposed to be that you’re only seeing the part above water but it still feels a bit disjoint.

[winsome-words]

“They started laughing a bit at that, laughing and then stopping. A laugh and then an abrupt stop. They couldn’t know then that that’s how it would be, for the rest of their lives.”

– Victoria Shorr, The Plum Trees

[nightmareonfilmstreet]

[Trailer] Zombie Comedy OFFICE UPRISING is Human Resources’ Nightmare

Will Sony Crackle’s new horror comedy Office Uprising  be able to put a zolt back into the zombie subgenre? From the looks of this trailer, it just might!

Workers at a weapons facility are having a bad day at work when they find out that this new energy drink “Zolt” may be turning their coworkers into killer zombies. And not just your average, run-of-the-mill zombies either. These zombies are walking, talking, weapon using machines–which is a fun twist–but I think it’s a bit of a stretch to call our antagonists “Zombies“. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer my living dead to be a little more…dead.

Office Uprsising follows quirky, socially awkward Desmond, played by Brenton Thwaites (Maleficent, Oculus) as he and his friend Mourad (Karan Soni, Deadpool 2, Goosebumps), fight their way threw the *sigh* “undead” to save Desmond’s love interest Samatha, played by Jane Levy (Evil Dead, Don’t Breathe). Rounding out the cast are Kurt Fuller (Supernatural, Ghostbusters 2), Gregg Henry (The Following, Slither, The Belko Experiment) and Zachary Levi (Tangled, Chuck).

Office Uprising is Lin Oeding’s second feature film. His directorial debut Braven (2018) told the story of a logging company owner defending himself from local drug dealers. The action, drama starred Jason Momoa (Aquaman, The Bad Batch), Garret Dillahunt (Fear the Walkng Dead, The Last House on The Left), Jill Wagner (Splinter, Teen Wolf), and Stephen Lang (Don’t Breathe)

The upcoming zombie movie is written by Ian Shorr (Always Watching: A Marble Hornets Story, Destination Truth), and Peter Gamble Robinson (Trenches).  Office Uprising lands on Sony Crackle July 19th. If you don’t have a Crackle account, now may be a good time to get one…it’s free!

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