#also i gave him mechanical spider arms

[dudefromtheooze]

some messy donbot sketches bc he is like a little bug to me . i want to, crush him

[flame-shadow]

A breakdown of my quirrel!nosk comic from last year (original post here) since I like doing breakdowns and talking about my process, and I know at least some people like reading those things. :)

First of all, a little background. I made that comic in an evening with just a pencil, a black marker, two grey markers, and a yellow-orange marker. (All markers had a thick tip and a thin tip, and all were water-based markers, so they don't blend like alcohol markers, but they can still be layered to affect the values) I had a text post from @g0at0ad saved in my drafts that said "gotta say. massive missed opportunity to not have nosk mimic quirrel to lure the knight into its lair." and finally, I had an idea for how to illustrate the reveal and felt I had a decent idea for the nosk's design.

I wanted to follow the same encounter order as the game provides, and by happy coincidence, I realized that the route from first sighting to nosk den includes the hot spring, so it made perfect sense for that location and the real Quirrel to appear in the comic.

Ghost spots a Quirrel-like figure in the darkness in the first panel, and then as the path continues and drops into the hot spring, there's (real) Quirrel, so clearly that's who Ghost saw a minute ago. Yay, friend! And since Quirrel explores around, it's not strange that Ghost would spot him again in an area not so far away, though it's odd how he got ahead of them. Perhaps a different tunnel? And it seems like Quirrel wants to lead the way to something, so Ghost follows, until- That's not Quirrel.

In addition to the potential of a reader already knowing the game's locations and recognizing the path to the nosk's den, there are other visual clues that subtly communicate that something might not be right. I made it so every panel but the hot spring one has black silhouettes encroaching on the space within.

The third panel is the mildest one being encroached upon because Ghost doesn't yet feel like something is off (still reassured from seeing Quirrel in the safe hot spring) but the trap is coming together. The existence of the spider web in the corner is a nod to the trap because it's a common visual symbol for being trapped.

Also note how both the first and third panels have some safety via straight panel edges. Contrasted with the fourth and fifth panels which have no straight edges as Ghost cannot escape and there is no safety.

Another subtle reinforcement of danger vs safety is how the use of black is very limited in the hot spring panel. It's a brighter room mechanically, yes, but it's also a Safe Room. The only black is Ghost's void parts and a thin outline around Quirrel (and also a bit of shading on his arm that I did out of habit before remembering that I wasn't going to use black to shade him here, oops!)

And, note that in the only panel with Real Quirrel, he isn't framed against a darker shape in the background.

Okay, and finally, I will share a bit about the nosk reveal panel and its design...

This pose and angle are dramatic and all, but they're The Worst for showcasing the actual design of the nosk! Just a complete mistake on my part that I did my best to roll with, since I didn't realize until too late how I'd messed myself up.

Which happens! I don't always get it right, and especially when I'm working traditionally, there's a point where I can't go back, so I just have to make do with what I gave myself. :) I don't hate what I have here, but I have been dissatisfied with it ever since I drew the lineart.

A thought I have had since then was that maybe I should've drawn it larger, to be more threatening? Maybe a different pose to show off the side-body frills? I explored a couple ideas below, but honestly, I think the whole panel would have to be reworked to get it right.

Making sure that the background frames the nosk effectively would be one of the main things I'd redo, but I'm getting tired and don't feel like drawing more, so I'll just leave it at the nosk replacement sketches.

And since I don't think I did a good job with displaying the nosk's design effectively, I quickly sketched some of the features to maybe show them off a bit better.

I like the gimmick of the nosk turning its head, so I pretty much always maintain that with my nosk designs. This one is no exception. Quirrel's head and face become the cranium and upper jaw while Monomon's mask becomes the lower jaw - the extra length causes an underbite. I've always been a fan of when people add a veil hanging from Monomon's mask while Quirrel is wearing it, so that's where the frills come from. ("Why didn't you include the veil in your Quirrel drawings, then?" I hear you ask. And honestly..... I don't know! That could've been an oversight or it could've been deliberate and I just don't remember my justification. That happens sometimes XD)

Anyway uhhh yeah! I think that's it. I like making comics. I like thinking about nosk. Tadaa~

[chaifootsteps]

tbh one thing i liked about the instas that i dont think the series will bring back is him wearing casual clothes outside of work. the concept of a gay male sinner from the 1940s embracing modern day fashion from the current era because of how cute it is without anyone caring because its hell, (with the implication he mightve been doing this for decades beforehand before he came to the hotel,) is just really cool concept to me :3 it gave him a fashion identity outside of his sex work (something the show really doesnt do at all,) and it let him explore a more cutesty side to his character, but in a really natural way! i also just liked it because most of the sinners we saw tended to stick to dressing from their era, which made angel stand out more.

but this isnt present at all in the series, and even weirder, the one time he has a chance to put on pajamas in episode 2 like the girls have, where hes alone in his room with fat nuggets, he doesnt. maybe we wouldve had time for that if there wasn't a joke dedicated to showing how tone deaf and christian charlies morals are for the bisexual daughter of lucifer morningstar.

all the clothes he wears, there's more of a focus of his outfits from posion rather then anywhere else. i hardly see as much fanart of that stupid ugly ripped finale suit, as much as i see fanart of the latex suit angel wears while singing about being unable to help swallowing poison. either that, or the outfit he wears while dancing with val. love the fluffy spider butt, but cmon. we can get an angel dust design thats more spider in a natural way, but we can't see him wear casual clothes when he isnt working? or even see him in a full suit? (i really miss the purple suit from the instas, no stupid pink stripes, full suit for both arms, and his boobs were out w his tie instead of being hidden away like they are in the finale, which was perfect for his character </3)

him wearing clothes separate to his identity as a pornstar also helped him reclaim some of his freedom under his contract, obviously being unable to choose what val makes him wear on set. that's what angel dusts actions reflected in the instas and the comics too. (the "work shit" box comes to mind, i hate that borderline on screen rape is fine for an amazon funded show, but a box of dildos is too much,) even the addict mv shows this, with angel wearing just a pink sweater and some purple shorts when laying with cherri. or even just the casual, but cute outfit he wears when he blows up that club with her.

its just one of the few things that made him feel human, especially when fashion is bound to change in so many ways when youve been in hell for 77 years like he has. this part of his character being missing (along with the implication he even has a life outside of his work in the series; pilot ad was coping with work with hard drugs, being an teasing asshole as a defensive mechanism, getting into turf wars and murdering mafia goons. but still dresses cute and gets to be cute w his friends in his own time! series ad is coping by self destructing and letting people drug and fuck him so he'll be "broken" but then gets better by going out once after being waterboarded at work, only to not relax and be a mom to a joke character at a club called fucking consent,) is one of the reasons im still bitter about the instas being nuked. but not the only reason.

viv will always takes the credit for them anyway, no matter if she feels they do or not, because her fanbase isn't smart enough to realize someone else wrote these stories they still love. even if theyll be the first one to remind you they arent canon, because the creator said they arent. but my honest to god confession is that sometimes the instagrams feel more like the canon hazbin hotel to me, even months after s1 dropped, simply due to the nuance and detail it has compared to the actual series. it wasnt perfect, but you could tell there was passion there- passion that now, only the leads are allowed to put in hazbin so their favorite character can get more screentime and attention.

Thank you, Anon, for this absolutely beautiful writeup. It was true, seeing the difference between the outfits Val forced him into versus the outfits he chose to wear on his own time was one of the most interesting aspects of Instagram Angel Dust. It was a more safe-for-work extension of the "work shit" dildoes that didn't make it to Amazon Prime (while his graphic on-screen gang rape did) and it was powerful.

Of course, there are practical logistical reasons why cartoon characters wear the same outfit, but if only one character in HH was going to have a big wardrobe, it absolutely should have been Angel. But of course it wasn't, because as far as Viv and Raph were concerned, the only Angel outfits that mattered were the ones that fed into their shared fetish.

[64sue]

𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕 | 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔

pairing: Lando Norris × fem reader/!girlfriend

summary: after a long race weekend you knew that Lando needed some rest but also wanted to celebrate his podium, you exactly knew how to do this...

warnings!: cute names (baby, honey stuff), soft smut I guess, tried to made smut okey?, unprotected sex

author note: !eng is not my first language! sorry for all mistakes, it's also my first fanfic, hope you'll enjoy this, love u all <3

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After the race atmosphere was awesome, Max collected another win in 2023 season and Lando with Charles were also on podium. You walked straight there with mechanics and engineers from McLaren team, to watch your boyfriend stands on the second place. You were watching him when he did his special spraying technique and had fun with Max and Charles. P2 in his home race - Silverstone, that was something and you want to enjoy this with him.

After the media pen, you and Lando went towards to McLaren motorhome, where were Zak, Oscar and rest of the team. They started to congrats Lando his podium in home GP. Zak hugged and congratulated him and when he realised that you stand behind everyone he went towards to you. He put his hand on your shoulder, you jumped under his touch because you didn't expect this, you were busy watching your boyfriend having fun with his team mate and team.

"You must be proud of your boyfriend, didn't you?"- Zak asked looked at his papaya drivers.

"Of course, I'm! Look at him, he is so happy"- you felt lil smile on your face when you looked at him once again.

"I'm the proudest girlfriend now, Oscar also did great today"- you gave Zak a nice smile.

"Yeah that's true, boys get along well and this is very important for the good of the team, they are also great racers" - he smiled to you.

"Ye...- you couldn't finish your sentence because you felt two strong arms wrapped around your waist - that was him, you can feel how you are melting under his touch.

"So you two guys are gossiping about me, right?"- Lando looked at you with a mixture of proud and sneaky.

"Uhh yeah pretty boy, you got us"- you blushed and looked at him with your puppy eyes, you know that it really turns him on...

Lando and you said goodbye to Zak and the team and went towards to his driver room. Lando closed the door, put down his trophy with big No.2 on it. Without a word he went closer to you and gave you massive, warmly and lil sweaty hug. You two stayed like this for a moment, you moved closer to his ear and whisper softly

"I'm so proud of you baby, you did a great job today".

You feel lil smile on his face, he raised his head and gave you gentle kiss on your forehead, you started to smile either when you lost in his beautiful eyes. You was overjoyed that you can enjoy his happiness with him so close. Lando break the silence

"I need to take a quick shower, then we can go back to the hotel" - smiled slightly, you nooded as an agreement.

After 30 minutes, you left Silverstone paddock together. You went to his McLaren 765LT Spider. When you reach the hotel, you met with crowd of fans with papaya caps and shirts, amazing view... When you get off from Lando's McLaren, you waited for him watching him take a photos with his fans and give them autographs. After 5 minutes he took your hand and you went straight to the hotel room.

When you finally entered to your hotel room you went to the bathroom to take a shower and do your daily skin care. You wear black short gym leggings and oversized dark pink shirt. Before left you applicated a colourless but shiny lip gloss. When you left the bathroom you saw Lando just in his grey sweatpants and boxers, standing in the middle of the room, he talked with someone from McLaren. You got an idea.... He stands with his back to you and he didn't hear when you left the bathroom. You waited for him to finish the call leaning against the door frame. You had time to observe your beautiful boyfriend. You could take a look at each inch of him.

Finally when he put the phone down, he suddenly felt warmth around his hips. You hug him from behind as tightly as you could. You loosen your grip so he could turn to you. Lando started to look at you still with a lil shock but with smile on his face. You started to staring into his big beautiful blue eyes, they are so... oh god you lost in them again...

Lando staring into your beautiful face too, tried to look and remember every part of it. Finally your eyes meeting in an electric gaze.

"What did I do to deserve such surprises, hm baby?"- he smirked.

You put your best puppy eyes with quick answer

"My pretty boy always deserves for all the best surprises"- you didn't wait long for the response.

He moved closer to you and close the gap between you in softly and warmly kiss. Lando put his hands on your waist, and you put your hands on back of his neck.

The kiss turned into two tongues fight. Lando grabbed your waist and you wrapped your legs on his hips. Your hands moved into his dark brown curls, you love to touch them this way. He break the kiss to take a breath and looking straight to your eyes, at the same time he walked towards the bed. He tasted so good, you had no idea how bad you needed this.

Lando gently pushed you into bed. He walked on the top of you this way you were between his legs. Lan closed the gap between your lips again, this time with more dominant kiss and placed his hand on your cheek.

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His other hand found way under your shirt and he started to play with your boobie and nipple. You moaned into his mouth during the kiss with a pleasure, you can feel how bad you are melting under his touch.

Lando moved down to your neck placed a gentle kisses on them. Still playing with your nipple, he started to make on your neck some hickeys, you moaned but louder this time. You put your hands into his brown fluffy curls and felt you getting wet. In the same time Lan squeezed your boobie and lifted his head so he could look at you, focusing your full attention on him. You nodded with agreement, in one smooth move he took off your shirt and started to suck your nipple.

"Lan pleaaaase baby please"- you moaned.

He lifted his head to look at you, moved closer to your ear and whisper

"Tell me baby, what you want me to do to you", he said with this his sassy gaze.

He started to place more hickeys but this time on your soft boobies.

"Fuck me Lan, fuck me baby pleaseee".

You felt a lil smile on his face. Then you felt warm lips on yours and in the same time Lando started to rip you from your gym pants and underwear. He moved his strong arm higher and higher up your thigh. Your needy pussy were completely wet now. He lowered his head.

"Lan pleaa..."- you begged him but you weren't able to finish when you felt his tongue against your clit. You moaned loudly and threw your head back. Lan licked and tasted every inch of you and you two enjoyed this.

"Lan I'm so closee"- you moaned.

He slow down and gave you a few kisses on your wet pussy.

"Beg me baby, beg me how bad you want to come, come for me"- he smirked with proud. You did exactly what he wanted.

"Please pretty boy please, let me come"

You moaned so loud when he put his two fingers into your wet, needy pussy. You moaned with a pleasure. He started to move them slowly.

"Lan faster, pleeease baby fasteeer", you can't help because you moaned after every word what's even more turned Lando on.

"L Laan I'm c closee" you moaned to him.

He moved his fingers a lil bit faster when you finally came into his fingers. He put out his fingers from you and started to placed gentle kisses on your thighs. Then he went higher and higher and finally he went again to your boobies, started to do circles with his tongue on your nipple. You played with his god damn good curls.

When he lifted his head you put your hands on the back of his head and placed soft kisses on his neck, you can feel him melting under your touch. You whisper to him

"Lan fuck me please, fuck me as hard as you can babyy".

You lifted up and switched the position, now you were on top of Lando, in quick moves you rip off his sweatpants, now he was just in his boxers. He was between you legs so you started to move your hips on his. You can feel how hard he is, Lan grab your hips and moved his arms with them. Now he moaned and begged for more, for entering into you.

"So pretty boy, what do you want me to do to you hmm?"- you decided to play with his own game.

You can't help, in one smooth movement you took off his boxers and now you can see how big and hard he is.

"I.."- he wasn't able to finish when you grabbed his chock in one hand and the other gripped on his hips. You started slowly moved your hand up and down and then quicker and quicker. Lan moaned as you last time and even louder and threw his head back.

"Babyy I I'm cloo ose" he moaned.

"I want you to cum into me babyy".

You didn't have to wait for an answer. Lando grabbed your waist and now he was again on top and you layed on bed. You wrapped your legs around his hips and put your arms around his neck and he finally can entered into you. You two moaned loudly. Lan entered slowly but started to move his hips faster and faster. You enjoy this feeling when his big chock filled perfectly your tight pussy.

"Ha arder L Lan h harder" your words were punctuated by moans. Lando went faster and harder, you were so close to come.

Seconds later you felt his warm cum filled up all over your clit. You came a moment after him. It felt fuckin wonderful. He placed a few kisses on your neck. He put out his wet dick from your pussy and lay down next to you.

When he looked at you he started to smile. You played with his curls and think how perfect they are. You moved closer to him and whisper

"You did so perfect honey, I'm so proud of you"

He smirked and asked - "you mean on track or here, baby?" - asked with this his sassy smile but you fuckin love this and he knew this. You blushed and rolled your eyes

"Both" - you put your sneaky smirk on. You didn't wait long when Lando moved his hand on your cheek and closed the gap in a soft, gentle kiss on your lips.

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[imeanwhynotbruv]

Do you want a sicker?

One of Spider’s first interactions with Ja while being captured (brother mine au)

Summary: spider has always been forced to act older than his age, to just grow up so he doesn’t get in the way. He didn’t expect it to be any different with the Recoms….but then he sees how the act around Ja (btw Ja is way younger than in cannon )

Also even tho Ja is older than spider, you can’t tell me he wouldn’t be childish! I have also taken the executive decision to make Ja love stickers (it probs started out as a coping mechanism but then he just loved it)

(Might also write this better & add it to the actual fic)

From what Spider had heard growing up, he’d expected his captors to be vicious, to take joy in causing him pain and destroying the beautiful forest around them.

Not whatever this was…..

“Do you want a sticker?”

Spider had been sitting by himself away from his captors. His face was set in stone as he tried to think of ways to escape that would actually work, preferably without him dying due to lack of oxygen.

So to say he’d been distracted would have been a complete understatement, he hadn’t even noticed the giant, blue figure walking towards him. He’d practically jumped out of his skin when he heard the Recom speak.

“What-....what?” Spider was confused, there was now way in hell he’d heard that right.

“Do you want a sticker?” the recom asked as he dropped himself to the ground, leaning against his arms as he sat cross legged in front of Spider.

“What do you mean?” There was no way this, this demon, had just asked if he wanted a sicker. That had to be a code for something? A trick maybe?

“A sticker, do you want one?” The recom looked confused now, as if Spider was the one acting strange.

So, having no idea what was going on, Spider made the extremely, every intelligent decision to, just for once, not say anything at all.

That apparently, was not the response the recom was hoping for.

“Jesus, a sticker! Do you want- wait do you know what a stick- Lyle! Does he know what a sticker is?!” Suddenly the recom turned and yelled out to one of the figures sat with the group. His voice was becoming far more frantic with every word he spoke, as if the idea of Spider not knowing what a sticker was terrified him to his very core.

“How the fuck would I know!?” A voice yelled back in indignation.

“Hey Fike! Does this kid kn-“ the recom shouted again, only to be cut off by a different voice.

“Ja! Just ask the kid! How are any of us supposed to know!?” The voice huffed in fond irritation, eliciting quiet laughter from the Recoms in the circle.

“Oh yeah” the recom, Ja, as he’d been called, turned back to Spider with a sheepish smile.

It was silent for moment, no one said anything as Ja just continued to stare, completely unblinking, into Spiders eyes, just… waiting.

“Yeah…I know what a sticker is” Spider finally gave in, but in his defence! That staring was getting really creepy!

The Recom’s face broke out into a huge grin as he turned to dig through one of the many, many pockets of his army pants, and much to Spiders confusion, pulled out a sheet covered in ….smiley face stickers. There were tons of them! some were smaller than others, some different colours, though there were a few missing, obviously from already being used.

“So you want one? Which one?” Ja asked excitedly.

Spider just shrugged and pointed to a small blue one. He was too baffled to really think about anything, let alone decide what sticker he’d want.

Ja immediately went to peel of the sticker, careful not to rip it or bend the others around it too much. Once the sticker was free he turned back to Spider, the smile on his face fell for a second.

“Wait…you don’t really have anywhere to put this..oh! Here works!” Ja practically shouted with joy as he placed the small blue sticker in the top right corner of Spiders mask.

“Perfect!” Ja exclaimed as he sat back to admire his handiwork,he then stood up, and without another word, he just…left?

Spider had never been more confused in his life then he was as he watched Ja walk back to the circle where the other Recoms were talking amongst themselves, he casually sat down as if he hadn’t just given their captive a sticker, and to make matter worse, everyone around his just completely accepted that, as if that was normal, as if Spider was the weird one!

Spider went to sleep that night with his mind constantly replaying the interaction, his eyes locked on the white sticky side of the sticker he could see in the corner of his mask, until they become heavy with sleep.

Over the next few days, as Spider learned everyone’s names, he began to notice little stickers all around him.

A large yellow smiley face stuck to the side of Z-dogs gun.

A small orange face staring at him from the handle of Wainfleet’s knife.

A dark green sticker on the handle of Lopez’s scissors.

Two blue smiley face on the buckle of Fike’s pack.

Mansk, well Mansk had stickers practically everywhere, but shockingly enough that wasn’t the one that broke Spider’s brain.

No the Sticker had sent Spider spiralling through his brain for the rest of the night, was the small pink smiley face on the lid of Quaritches water canteen….

What on Pandora had he gotten himself into…

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It weird, I know, but I love it!

Hope you liked this!

More of Ja & Mansk in my RecomBrotherMine au!

I really need to sleep now 😅

[sunset-synthetica]

ok I know you don't do free requests so do ignore this if you don't feel like it, but,,, Turbo overkill characters as TFs?

anon ily this was actually a great request

I had soooo much fun with these. I even have notes because of course I do.

Maw's alt. mode is a spider, as per his second phase in his last boss fight. It fits his personality, given he's weaving a web right from the start and herding everyone to get caught in it, and for most of his encounters, his movements are fast, jittery and sudden.

The spider's 'face' also let me emulate that weird mechanical thingy he has on his chest. Some of the spider legs make up his prosthetic arm, and I used the rest to balance out the colors a bit and replace some of the details around his midsection that wouldn't have fit.

For Johnny, I gave him two alts, meaning both his car and the bike he randomly finds during one level. He's fast, and since he uses his leg chainsaw(s) to slide around and quicken his movement, and since the bike specifically is a pretty small vehicle with a limited amount of large parts, I used the wheels for his legs. I also kept the asymmetrical coloring of his hands/arms, so the bike's front portion- mostly the turret and chainsaws- make up his left arm. The bike's turret and laser beam replace his mini rocket launcher upgrade.

Both vehicles also support his grayscale + red color theme so I kept that, and went for a more square, occasionally rounded shape with his silhouette.

Jazz was a pain in the ass, but I ended up going with a weirdly modded sports car, since that fits him overall. He's fast- he has the Turbo Time augment before Johnny takes it for himself- which my friend had the idea of translating into an engine on Jazz's back. I also tried to make his colors more coherent- while the rest of the cast has the classic gray + 2 main colors + minor details look, Jazz is an absolute clusterfuck with yellow, turquoise, pink and a reddish light brown as main colors, and pink, orange, red and purple for details. Not counting like 3 shades of gray. Ouch. I included all of them, but tried to balance out how they're used.

The design does make sense though, as he's more naive, inexperienced, brash and excited than the rest of his team, and quite a bit younger likely, given his voice and over-excited nature.

Finally, Ripper. She's very fast and precise, using the Telefragger sniper rifle as her main weapon, and thrusters to get away from Johnny during their fight, lending her some amount of air capability together with her grappling hook.

I figured a jet would fit all that, plus the resulting shapes would let me keep the curvy lower half / sharper upper half contrast her model somewhat uses. She lost her left arm after Johnny defeated her in ep2, and replaced it with a gun/cannon at some point, and I also retained that.

[morroodle]

Every time I escape the Mechanic Morro brainrot he comes back and punches me in the face.

Mechanic morro finally gets his own mech(s)! It took me forever to figure out what they should be cause dragon is already taken but @butterpony100 gave me the idea of dragonflies and its fucking perfect. I'm still working out names but I have so many ideas for these bad boys.

The big mech

It dosent get used much since morro isn't an actual ninja but he likes having his own anyways

It has so many guns

The tail segments are each missiles

The eye hexagons are also tiny missiles

There are so many hidden guns in the body. At least 80% of the surface area is hiding guns

The feet are claw things similar to the claws on his spider backpack, they can grab onto stuff and perch very well

They also shoot out like grapling guns because morro is extra as fuck

The head splits open (into 4 segments because 2 is for losers) and out comes the middle sized dragonfly! Speaking of...

The hoverboard

The middle sized one is a hoverboard

Its morro's favorite and gets used alot, even for non ninja things because hoverboards are cool dammit

Not as many features (guns) as the big one

The feet are the same claws but no grapling gun, makes easy storage cause he can just mount it on the wall

The eyes store guns (morro would never ride something with less than 3 guns)

The tail segments are not in fact guns! They each detach and turn into different tools that he can use for quick repairs and on the go projects

It has an autopilot and is able to come to Morro on its own. Think he's just chilling and then suddenly needs it so he presses a button or something and it activates and flies straight to him. Very useful.

It's very fast and precise, great for moving in tight spaces

He has funky lil shoes that stick to the hoverboard somehow so he dosent fall off and can do sick tricks (skaterboy morro?

Clips onto morros back for transport but cannot be used as wings

The drones

The littlest ones are multipurpose and there are three of them

They have cameras and guns (because morro) and can be used for security but thats not their main function

They mostly serve as little helpers for morro, like extra arms/flying shelves

Tails are either a tool or storage for nuts n bolts n stuff

Sadly they don't Russian nesting doll sit inside the hoverboard but they can absolutely be stored and deployed by the big mech

Theyre so cute I'm emotionally attached to them

That's all I have for now. Man I love these dragonfly dudes. Anyway butter you are officially un-banned from giving me drawing ideas (for now)

[destroyabez]

Hurt

!TW! BLOOD AND INJURY!

Basically Spoider gets hurt really bad (After not taking care of himself of course) and the Tonowari kids freak out because they don't understand human biology + it seems like Spoider's dying.

Set after the events of the movie!

"Ugh.... My stomach hurts...." Spider quietly complained to himself as he came back up holding a part of a mechanical thing. He quickly handed it to one of the older Metkayina warriors, they nodded in his direction before moving to throw the thing on the pile of stuff. They had been out there a while, gathering all the wreckage from the SeaDragon and the other ships. Spider nodded and went back down into the ocean. He felt at peace when he was down here. He quickly spotted a motor and swam towards it, he moved around it and realized he need help to get it out of the water. He looked around for anyone and saw Ao'nung and Tsireya swimming closer to him, He quickly told them in that he needed help with this motor. They nodded as Ao'nung grabbed one side while Tsireya grabbed the other side. They nodded as they all tried to pry the motor from the sand, eventually it gave out but not without an edge cutting into Spiders stomach. It was a long gash and flowed blood almost immediately. Spider hissed but swam up with it still. When they got to the surface one of the Warriors were there waiting for them, He took the motor from their hands and Spider suddenly felt very heavy. He coughed slightly and held his hand to his side "Shit...." He swore in english as he felt the gash, he also felt the twinge in his stomach. He hadn't eaten that morning and it was coming back to bite him in his ass "Are you okay?" Tsireya swam over to him "Oh uh yes I am-" Spider couldn't finish his sentence as his head went under the water. Of course, he was protected by his mask, but it still surprised him. He felt arms around him pulling him back up to the surface "Whats wrong with you Skxawng!?" He looked up with tired eyes to find Ao'nung. Wait, when did his eyelids get so heavy? "I don't- I am Okay?" Spider didn't quite know if he was fine, but he didn't want to distract them from the task at hand "You are lying! I can see you are injured!" Ao'nung responded as he swam to his Ilu while dragging Spider "It's okay! I just need to...." His throat suddenly hurt, and the cut throbbed "See! You are losing conscience!" Ao'nung frantically pulled himself and Spider up onto the Ilu. Spider couldn't find the strength to do anything, but he did say "Mm I am fine-" "Quiet!" Ao'nung hissed as signed something at the others and motioned Tsireya to follow him. Spider grabbed onto the harness on the Ilu as they dove into the water. A little while later though he could feel his hand slipping as black spots filtered into his eyesight. He was about to let go when he felt a strong arm around his torso. He hissed as it rubbed the now burning gash but didn't complain because it was the only thing keeping him on the Ilu. The black spots became bigger until he realized he was going to pass out. He tried to stay awake, but the 'battle' was already lost. He passed out in Ao'nungs arms. Which made Ao'nung panic even more causing him to go faster than he thought was possible. As they got to the shore, he quickly jumped off the Ilu and ran to his mother, Tsireya following close behind "Mother! Please help!" Ao'nung ran into the makeshift infirmary, carrying a passed-out Spider. Ronal quickly looked up from what she was doing when she heard her child in distress "Ao'nung what is wrong?" She moved over to him as he ran to her "Something is wrong with the Sullys son!" Ao'nung lifted up Spider so his mother could see him. Ronal's face scrunched up as she looked at the boy. He was skinny and had a gash on the left side of his stomach. He was breathing really shallow, she grimaced as she plucked him from Ao'nung's arms "Go, I will take care of him" She moved towards a reed bed to lay him down, she spared a glance towards the entrance and found Ao'nung still waiting there nervously as Tsireya looked on from behind him. She looked at them with a warm but stern look clearly telling them to leave. Ao'nung gulped but nodded as he moved back and brought Tsireya with him "What is wrong with him? Will he be alright?" Tsireya finally asked "I do not know" Ao'nung replied.....

THERE WAS A CHARACTER LIMIT

[valleyfthdolls]

Oka redesign is finally done! Info/ideas under the cut

Design:

I considered giving her That Visual Kei Haircut, but ultimately liked her hair longer. Her roots are grown out black & the curls are a combo of actual waves/curls and messiness.

Very pale eyes make her look spooky/intense.

Her earrings are omamori charms, her choker has a pentagram, and her necklaces are a magatama bead and a teru teru bozu. All tying to the idea that she's a particularly spiritual person. (I replaced the Ambiguously Satanic Generic Brand Occultism of the canon occult club with religious practices that follow Shinto, Buddhist and Spiritualist beliefs.)

I won't lie, spider webs hurt my hands to draw, so I gave her a more stylized print for her sleeves and tights.

Black arm warmers because I saw those a lot looking for reference images. Instead of just goth, Satoka is meant to be visual kei with gothic and gothic lolita inspirations.

Once again, since students are said to be allowed to customize their uniforms, Satoka has a longer skirt, blue tie, and dark blue uwabaki.

Info page:

Satoka means enlightenment or village (apparently), Miyamoto means one who lives near the shrine. Boom, religious meaning.

As I've said a lot, in my rewrite these high school students are actually teenagers.

Satoka doesn't have a crush on Taro, she's just a friend of his who Ayano perceives as a threat to their relationship.

Friends: The rest of the occult club + Miyuji (them being friends is relevant to my rewrite)

Job: A miko (shrine maiden) in training. This mostly means she sells souvenirs and helps out with important things like cleansing, but also that she helps perform divination and spirit mediumship, which is perfect for her.

Story relevance:

Satoka's mother kept her out of school for 2-3 weeks while the other students settled in to try to prevent Satoka from being bullied during the beginning of the year. As such, she doesn't know her way around the school, and needs someone to help her. This is where Taro comes in: he helps Satoka gather her bearings and adjust to the school, showing her around for her first week. This causes her not to develop feelings for him, but to want to become his friend.

Ayano either perceives her desire to befriend Taro as a repressed crush poking its way through or as a different kind of threat- someone who would take Taro's attention away from Ayano with her need for protection and care.

Satoka being kept alive and in school would have the benefit of resolving Sumire's storyline. As it is, her spirit is infesting the school with a sort of malice that fosters the violence and bullying of the school's environment. If Satoka is kept alive, the occult club would begin trying to appease Sumire's spirit, which gets her to calm down.

Befriending or matchmaking her would both cause her to quickly stop trying to push a friendship with Taro as she's now either made another friend or gotten a partner and thus has the company she wants from Taro.

Rejection would be more about making Satoka lose interest in being Taro's friend, tarnishing her view of him so she leaves him alone.

Satoka is one of the rivals I imagine Ayano stalking and sabotaging outside of school. This could raise an interesting mechanic of navigating Osaka (where my rewrite takes place) and using a train system to stalk Satoka to her job.

I imagine her "canon elimination" being befriending, since I have so many ideas for that and how that would play into characters around her like her clubmembers (especially Kokomi and Suzuko)

[mercurydancer]

Burning Matches Pt 5.

Welcome Home

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          “No,” Peni gasped at the sight of the warning flashing on the screen, looking from it to Pete. “No,” she repeated, and pressed the button again. At the sound of the warning chiming again, Peni had to swallow back the start of more tears.

汚染

          “No!” she cried out and pushed it again, still trying to fight against the prickling burning of tears at the back of her eyes, back of her throat, under her ribs. “That’s a LIE!” Another warning beep.

汚染

          “He’s not contaminated!” She pressed the button again, and a sob rasped out from deep in her chest. “Shut up!” she screamed as it blinked out:

汚染

          Peni gave another sob, not sure what it meant, what it could be referring to, why it wasn’t working. She had already made sure that there was a field in place for each of them, that it could recognize their cells and what made them different and be able to work around that. Why wasn’t it working? What did it mean? Was the Lizard venomous? But it should have been able to simply take out the venom, why was it acting like…like he wasn’t even…?

          Peni couldn’t even think about it, and her arm reared back as the urge came to punch a hole through the monitor that was lying, Peni’s voice coming out in a stilted scream, and Peter B was suddenly before her.

          Her arm halted before it even came close to touching him. Peter B grabbed her mechanical hand in both of his, and held her tight, bringing her hand down to his level and staring up into her eyes with wide and insistent brown. There was worry in them, but also a burning resolve that fed into her a calm that she desperately needed.

          “Peni, Peni, it’s okay. It’s okay, he’s still breathing, we still have time, he’s not dead yet and he won’t die in here.” Peter B kept his eyes locked on hers in her suit, his voice calm and certain. “Your machine probably just doesn’t recognize the Spider mutate. That’s fine. He’ll be fine. I’ve survived worse, he’ll survive worse, it’s going to be fine, we just…have to take him somewhere else.”

          “But where?” Peni asked. “He…he was…”

          “I got my back broken once, kid, and I’m walking around fine and I definitely didn’t have any access to your…weird medical stuff,” Peter B kept his eyes on hers, voice steady. “If that happened to him it might take a little longer, but I don’t doubt that he’ll be back on his feet eventually. But frankly, we don’t even know that’s what happened. Do you have a way to take an x-ray? Or anything? What did that first image show? Can you get the data off it?”

          “Yes, but…”

          “We’ll take him somewhere they can help. I didn’t have any fancy medical technology, and he definitely doesn’t, but we’re both still here. This isn’t the first time he’s been cut up, either…but he’s starting to bleed around the webbing, and I’m lacking some sanitary webbing. We gotta move.” Peter B’s voice was gaining urgency once Peni stopped panicking and it filled her with resolve.

           Peni felt herself calm, immediately seeking to hack through the mainframe and steal what information the machine could gain before it decided that Pete wasn’t… She still didn’t know what exactly was happening or why it had blocked him out, but it was like the machine decided he wasn’t even human.

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          Peter took a deep breath as soon as Peni turned to her task, pressing the button that he had seen Peni use that released the odd bed. He checked the bleeding and found that while it was definitely still oozing out around the webbing, it wasn’t at life-threatening levels. Not yet at least, but it was getting to the point where it might be critical. He turned to ask for help and found three Spiders staring at him in shock.

          “What?” he asked.

          “That was…that was pretty amazing?” Miles managed breathlessly. “I felt calm and I wasn’t…you weren’t even talking to me.”

          “Oh, well…you learn what to say, kid,” Peter finally said softly. “Lot of experience with that kinda thing. But listen, I need you all to help me move him back to Peni as soon as she has the data. We…we need to take him to Aunt May.” The slight waver in his voice hardened as he said those words, knowing that as a registered nurse, and someone that had experience with her nephew she would be the most capable. As he spoke he went over to the remains of Pete’s shredded coat, and balled it up before walking back to the man. He gestured to Porker as the smallest of them, and wadded up the coat, putting it on his wound and applying pressure to slow the blood-loss even more. Porker caught on quick, and pressed, following the conversation quietly even as he applied all of his weight on it.

          “No,” Gwen said suddenly, shaking her head as she looked up at him with wide eyes. Peter blinked in surprise, turning back from helping Porker.

          “What do you mean…?” he started.

          “She already buried her nephew once, are you going to ask her to take care of him again when there’s the possibility she can’t help him in time, and she’ll have to bury another?” Gwen asked. “Why not take him to MJ?”

          “MJ isn’t a registered nurse, for one, and for two she has to deal with my healing factor. She doesn’t have any experience with people that aren’t exactly like me, I don’t think she’d be completely up to the task,” Peter argued back, which was true, as much as he didn’t want to throw MJ under the bus, he knew that her medical skills were limited.

          “She might be the only one who can help us, even if his healing isn’t as good as yours. Who knows, maybe the sight of him like that also might make her stop wanting kids, so you wouldn’t have to worry about that anymore,” Gwen snapped back.

          Peter found himself stuck between bristling and reeling with the absolute venom in Gwen’s voice. He didn’t know what to say for a moment, various words caught in his mouth, fighting over his tongue, and then another voice:

          “My mom’s a nurse,” Miles interrupted suddenly, and all attention snapped to him that could be spared, Peni still working on retrieving what information she could. “My mom’s a nurse. She could…she could help him. I know she could. She works in the trauma ward, she…she’s good at this kind of thing, she’s seen it happen all the time.”

          Peter took a moment to gather his thoughts again, staring down at Miles closely, taking in the way Miles took a step back under the initial scrutiny, before squaring his shoulders and standing upright. Miles looked up at him with his expression daring him to say no, and Peter finally kneeled down before him. Peter put his hands on the oh-so-small shoulders encased in their black spandex costume and stared deeply into the kid’s eyes.

          “Are you sure, kid?” Peter asked. “This is a big decision and I need to be sure that you are sure.”

          “Yes,” Miles replied, and he met his gaze with all the intensity that the thirteen-year-old possessed, those shoulders squaring. “If it means that Pete’ll be okay, then I’ll do it.”

          “Kid, listen closely,” Peter ordered softly, watching as Miles locked his gaze. “If you decide this is the moment when you show your parents what you’ve been doing and who you are, then alright, we’ll be with you and support you no matter what. But if you decide you are not ready then let me do the talking, okay? No matter what we have your back, but trust me, just let me do the talking.”

          Miles nodded, and that was the moment when Peni finally called out, “I have it!” They immediately set to repositioning Pete. Keeping his body as steady as possible without the cocoon was a little more challenging, but still doable, even with Porker’s added weight. “Where are we going?”

          “My world,” Miles said, straightening and squaring his shoulder’s defiantly. The black of Pete’s blood stained the red on his fingers. “My mom’s a nurse. She can help.”

          “Okay,” Peni agreed, and immediately set to programming. A portal opened again and all of them resumed their places on the mech. Peni leapt through, that weird disorienting feeling lurching through Peter’s stomach, before they were out again. Each of them leapt to the side as Peni threw out her own web, Times Square brilliant and shining before them in the nighttime sky.

          Miles took the lead and they all followed him in an odd parody of follow-the-leader throughout the city, keeping high and out of sight.

          They had to adjust their pattern to make sure there wouldn’t be many people noticing as they finally made it to Miles’ neighborhood. Miles paused before making the final leap to his fire-escape and into the building, and Peter watched as Miles pulled the mask off, before looking up at him with wide eyes. Peter made eye-contact, watching the fear and the uncertainty war within the young man, before making his decision.

          “Say that we need help, and then let me do the rest,” Peter said, and his voice was filled with all of the calm confidence he could inject into it. Miles continued staring at him for a moment, before nodding, and diving into his bedroom. A few moments later he rushed back to the front and began pounding on the door, his clothes changed and fear in his movements.

          A woman stepped out a few moments later, pushing curly hair behind her ear and looking at her son. She was dressed in scrubs, looking like she had just gotten off of a shift, her body still holding all of its stress between its shoulders, and her gaze that had been sharp and almost panicked softened into a mixture of concern and surprise when she saw Miles standing there. She ducked down immediately, reaching out with both hands and taking Miles’ shoulders in her gentle, if not steady grip, and began speaking to him in worried, but mostly soothing Spanish.

          Peter gave a slight nod at the sight, respect building for her already. Miles threw a glance their way, waving, and Peni slid out of SP//dr, the mech ducking low and camouflaging immediately. Peter helped her onto his shoulder in a move he knew Pete had performed first, and the other two moved into position to better hold Pete steady, Porker still applying pressure. Miles made a gesture at his own room, just as a man ran forward into view, and the other three made the leap over to Miles’ room when given permission.

          “Tenemos que ayudarlo, mamá,” Peter could hear Miles saying in Spanish as he led his parents over to his room with hurried feet, the sound of a door slamming a second later, “Por favor, tenemos que ayudarlo, él... él me salvó, y está tan... está tan herido, por favor”

          The door was thrown open then, that man that Peter hadn’t really had a chance to glance at before suddenly standing before them all suddenly standing before him. He was tall, broad-shouldered in a way that Peter’s physique could never pull off, particularly now (but he wasn’t thinking about that), and he was definitely the larger threat, the one that was actively going to be worried about what was being brought into his home, what was being brought near his family.

          Peter could respect that intimately.

          It was the reason why as soon as he knew that the man had taken a good look at the five of them, taken in their bedraggled appearance and the costumes, and had finally focused on him as being not only the tallest but the one in the costume that would be so iconic to their universe that Peter stood up slowly. Holding his hands up, Peter reached up to his head, and pulled off the mask. The man’s eyes widened in surprise at the face that was revealed to him, taking in the lines, the gray to his hair, the fact that he knew that face, and Peter took another step forward, his hands still held up. He heard Miles gasp in surprise at the sight of him taking off his mask, but he didn’t acknowledge the kid.

          “Hola, mí nombre es Peter Parker…” he said in Spanish, it having been the language that he had heard as they entered in the door, and the sight of Miles’ as well as his mother and father all boggling was mildly amusing for a moment. He stepped to the side when he knew he had their attention and gestured to Pete lying still on the ground, Porker finally able to move from on top of him, taking the coat with him. “Please, we need your help,” he finished, and Miles’ mother reacted with a gasp.

          They hadn’t bothered to reclothe Pete, knowing that it would eat up too much of their already limited time, and it needed to be removed anyway. It left his chest and the ugly gashes with their black blood and their white webbing visible, as well as the awful discolored bruises on his chalk-white skin. The woman dropped to her knees down next to him, her eyes as wide as possible.

          ”Dios mío,” she started in soft Spanish, “Why is he so white? What…what happened? Why haven’t you taken him to a hospital?” She asked finally, turning her gaze back to Peter, the questions in English, but they were almost…afterthoughts, unimportant, gesturing at her husband with her other hand in a way that he seemed to recognize immediately. Her husband immediately ran out of the room towards another deeper into the apartment, not only showing that he trusted them but also just how closely-knit their bond was. Peter’s respect grew just that much more in the way only another married couple’s could at the sight of such blatant understanding.

          “Alternate dimensions,” Peter started. “He’s from one without color. Like…literally without color, it’s pretty wild. Everyone’s from an alternate dimension.” The woman reached up for his mask to pull it the rest of the way off, and Peter immediately ducked down, “Wait, wait, that’s a no-no. If he wakes up and finds his mask missing, he might think that he’s being held captive.”

          She nodded, and that was when her husband returned with a downright impressive first-aid kit. He dropped it next to her and moved into position to grab whatever she wanted.

          “What about the webbing, does it need to come out?” She asked.

          “No, it’s biodegradable, a bit like liquid stitch, but I…ran out…” Peter blinked.

          “Alright. I don’t have any staples, we need to close it the old-fashioned way, does anyone have a blood count or anything?” she asked. Her husband held out a hooked needle that had already been prepared and she took it with a nod of her head, suture thread pulled out and threaded through.

          “I have the information!” Peni called out and waved her small stack of paper that she had brought with her. She spread it out next to the woman and began talking to her as the woman started her sutures. As her attention turned to that, her husband’s attention turned to them, but ultimately stuck to Peter. Peter did his best to square his shoulders and stand up straight, doing his best not to squirm under the taller man’s scrutiny. He could do this.

          “Who are you?” he asked, squaring his shoulders further and using all of his intimidating height to loom over him. It would probably be more intimidating if Peter hadn’t faced down the Goblin.

          “Peter Parker of an alternate universe.” Peter responded, “Can I…ask your name or are you the one going to be asking the questions?”

          The man paused, taking him in before finally giving a brusque, “Jefferson Davis. If you’re from an alternate universe how did you get here?”

          “Kingpin.” Peter watched the sudden flash of understanding on Davis’ face. “A while back he linked everything up and we all got dragged here. On one hand it was the worst because we were being physically torn apart, on the other…it brought us together, and that was…kind of amazing.” Peter looked to the other Spiders, his expression fonder than he wanted to admit. “We fought to come back together and in particular to get back here because…we had to leave before we were able to help your Spider-Man before we could turn off the collider.”

          “You were there? Why did you…why did you have to leave?” Davis took a step forward, his eyes flashing with some odd mixture between anger and concern, and Peter knew that Davis had obviously bonded with the newest Spider. “Do you know what you left him to? Why didn’t you finish the job?”

          “Because we were literally falling apart. Our cells were rebelling against being in your world and our bodies were…less than happy about it. We left because we were being more of a hindrance than a help, and because…he wanted us to. Because he knew he could stop Kingpin, and we trusted in that. We trusted in him.” Peter saw the way that Miles was staring at him, the wide dark eyes and the awe written on his face and he didn’t say anything more.

          Davis paused, taking in that answer, and finally giving a heavy sigh. “Alright. Alright, I can…I can accept that. But why did you come back?”

          “Because we wanted to be sure, and because learning how to be Spider-Man? It can be pretty tough on your own and believe me, I would know. I started at 15 and let me tell you what, balancing homework and saving the world was a pretty tough gig. I owed him a better lesson.” Peter hesitated. “We all saw what happened to your world’s Peter Parker. We’re trying to stick together more so…so what happened to him doesn’t happen to the others that put on the mask. Or at least…if it does, there’s a support-system in place.”

          Davis paused, obviously thinking, his head lowering as he took a step back. “Alright. Then what…what happened to him?” he gestured at Pete and Peter took a breath.

          “It was a…bad time. We jumped into the wrong spot at the wrong time and...without that warning he wasn’t able to compensate. We were looking for your Spider-Man, but we found your kid instead. Or he found us. When he saw what happened to him and how he was hurt he told us about his mom and about her being a nurse. We…couldn’t take him to a hospital. We couldn’t think of a way to explain the black and white thing, and we can’t exactly be taking off masks everywhere, and…when he promised us it wouldn’t be an intrusion, that you’d help us…we took him up on it.” Peter met Davis’ eyes directly, trying to convey everything, the stress, the worry, and beneath it all the overwhelming gratitude. “I’m very sorry for barging in on you like this, and for asking all of this from you, but…I’m grateful that you were so quick to help us. It means a lot.”

          Peter watched as Davis huffed out a sigh and took another step back and felt a bubble of satisfaction rise in his chest.

          Still got it.

          “Alright, alright. I’m sorry for looming and…I trust you. Miles is a good kid, I’m glad he was there when you needed him, though he shouldn't have been anywhere out and about.” Davis turned to look at his son with a frown, and a look that said they would talk later. 

          “I'm glad that he was there, as well,” Peter agreed without hesitation, turning the conversation and the attention back to him.

          “How old did you say you were?” Davis asked him.

          “I didn’t, but I’m thirty-seven. Been Spider-Man 22 years, so I’ve got a bit of experience.” He smirked slightly. “Gotta whip these kids into shape.” Just like that, Davis gives a brief huff of a laugh, and a smile slowly spread across his face.

          “Alright. I…I have some questions I want to ask you later, but…for now I think I’m good.”

          “Good,” Peter returned the grin with one of his own, “Who’s the one helping my buddy?”

          “Oh, I’m sorry, that’s my wife, Rio Morales,” Davis introduced. “She’s good, you won’t need to worry about your friend.” Mrs. Morales looked up from looking at the information Peni gave her just enough to give them a nod before going back to reading.

          “I’m Gwen Stacy,” Gwen said suddenly, pulling her own mask off and looking up at Jefferson. “I…I’m also grateful for you guy’s helping us.”

          “Peni Parker,” Peni said then looking up with her wide and shimmering eyes. “Thank you for this.”

          “Peter Porker,” Porker introduced, pulling off his own mask and holding up a hand that…wasn’t wet, Peter saw with a brief flash of annoyance. “Nice to meet you.”

          Davis stared down the pig for a moment, before finally reaching out and taking the other’s hand, giving a brief shake. “Um…yeah…? Nice to…um, meet you too?”

          Took it like a champ, Peter grinned. He liked these people. Kind of made him feel bad about lying through his teeth, but it was all for Miles. At that thought he finally risked a glance at the teen, catching eyes that were so round and so…amazed they made him feel like he had just moved a mountain, and that was all the confirmation he needed to know that he had truly done good. God, he had missed that feeling.

          “I’ve done all I can for him,” Mrs. Morales finally said, looking up at them, brushing her hair back with a black-stained hand. Pete’s chest had been wrapped in gauze, which matched the color of his skin almost perfectly. It was a very discomforting sight, and Peter shifted slightly. “He has cracked ribs, a great deal of bruising, and has lost a lot of blood, on top of what is likely one hell of a concussion, but he’ll live. Judging from the charts Peni printed, he’ll likely be out of it for another few hours at least, but all that leather he seems to be wearing protected him from anything worse. He was lucky." The gaze that she flashed them all was intense, her mouth in a fine line. 

          The relief that ran through everyone was staggering, Peter finding himself sitting before he even realized what was happening, the other Spider’s dropping into a similar stance.

          “Thank @#%&!” Porker shouted out, his hands over his blue eyes, that blond tuft of hair on his head whipping. “I was gonna have to kill him if he died!”

          The exclamation broke a scattered laugh out of them, something half-hysterical and half-genuine.

          “Watch your language,” Davis scolded, with a slight frown, but he looked happy as well. Mrs. Morales made a sound suddenly, her eyes locked on Gwen's leg. 

          "You didn't mention anyone else was injured..." she frowned, and they stiffened slightly. What began was more mothering than Peter B could remember happening in a long time. The fight with Lizard had been hard on everyone. 

          These were good people, Peter finally decided. He was happy that Miles’ had parents like them. When they invited them all to stay with them for as long as it took for their friend to be up and moving, as well as their own injuries to be healed, it solidified that warmth and made Peter hopeful that Miles would be able to open up to his parents sooner rather than later. Peter didn’t really feel bad about lying, but he knew that the longer it took…the worse the fallout would potentially get.

          Either way, the rest of the Spiders were there for him, and he promised himself that he’d be there, too.

          For now...they would wait for Pete to wake up, and hope that he would forgive them for what had happened. 

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[Image: A big ‘ol sketchpage of funny little centaur-spider-beetle guys. From the waist down, they are mostly hexapedal, with thick carapaces and stocky limbs that are equal parts ungulate- and insect-like. Their upper bodies are more humanoid, with two arms and an upright posture. Their chests and shoulders are enclosed in large, collar-like shells, and their heads are covered by a carapace forming a hood. They have a vaguely avian profile, with large, blunted beaks and oversized mandibles inset into their jaws.

One of them, Rho, hangs out with area human and research assistant Reyes. Rho is bipedal instead of hexapedal, with segmented satyr-like legs and a short, stubby carapace ‘tail.’ Her left arm and leg are mechanical prosthetics, as well. She watches Reyes shred on a makeshift hoverboard that they probably ripped off of a hunk of Imperial junk. In another doodle, Rho rides an old Imperial motorbike through the wastes.

Her cohort Oeste is a battle-scarred old woman with kind of a puckish, sanguine energy. He is missing his left arm. He’s variously drawn hoisting a basket of fish over his shoulder and getting up on his back legs to reach some fruit at the top of a saguaro arm. One drawing shows him carrying a scrongled-looking Reyes on his back, while he comments ‘This seems demeaning, somehow.’

There are some drawings from his not-so-distant past, too. He is shown contending with a space marine-lookin’ soldier on the fields of war. One drawing depicts the fateful loss of his left arm to a brutal cleave of the soldier’s longsword. In another drawing, he returns the favor by firing a mortar point blank at the soldier’s shoulder.

Only later does he learn the soldier’s identity. The Chief immediately identifies Oeste by his arm, and vice versa. It plays out like a reenactment of the ‘same hat’ meme, with the two of them pointing at each other and saying ‘The same arm!’

When the impulse to run away and self-isolate gets the better of Chief, Reyes insists ‘You should at least apologize.’ The Chief looks like she would rather die.

When she does finally sit down on neutral ground with Oeste, getting the apology out is like pulling teeth. She digs her sweaty palms into her knees and says ‘There is no way to rectify this but. I’m sorry. forcuttingoffyourarm’

To his credit, Oeste is very forgiving, if blasé. He says, ‘Oh, it’s no trouble! I think we both learned our lesson. It is very bad to flock like that! What a terrible delusion we have all suffered!’

The Chief strains. She says ‘There isn’t… Some kind of human hivemind… I did that.’

Oeste looks at her blankly and says ‘I fail to understand how that correlates with anything I have said.’

All at once, it finally clicks for the Chief. Geometry and trigonometry overlays converge with sentence fragments about imperialism and settler-colonialism to arrive at the final conclusion, captioned ‘Military industrial complexes is the same’]

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Thinking about my old buddies Oeste and Metahei Rho and [these] [guys] again. There was a time when they were called the Suhti, but  ‘Suhti’ feels exactly like something I would conlang in 2013, so I’m also thinking of renaming them. Nixthi? Nixtli? Nithi? Who knows. Anyway, it was only a matter of time before they found a home bullying the Empire.

Noodling on this sketch page made me realize I was sitting on more ideas than I thought I was. These guys have been living in the back of my brain for all of 9 years, so I guess that’s typical. There’s like 9342345245 separate threads that are coming together in a way that’s hard to untangle, so I’m just going to start writing and hope for the best.

Oeste is the chipper-looking hexapod who’s missing an arm. He’s a former agent of the ‘old guard,’ who gave up the gun and dishonorably discharged himself. He’s considered a kooky old lady with an air of death around him, but is ultimately well-meaning and tolerated. Put a pin in that thought.

Rho is the biped and Oeste’s understudy / one of few people who really trusts him. She and Reyes have some history, where the ashrunners in Reyes’ family regularly met with the wasteland scavengers in Rho and Oeste and co. They’re like family friends. Put a pin in that thought, too.

Trying to describe the, I guess, thesis of the Nithi is hard. I am very leery of the way fantasy+sci fi interacts with the concept of race and especially nonhuman race. If it lingers on biology for too long then I get kind of freaked out, so it’s hard to imagine in that space, even though I love to think about nonhuman cognition + the interior worlds of plants, animals, fungi, etc. But I’m trying! God Do I Try.

Lately I’m drawn to solitary animals who seem to get a genuine kick out of the company of other animals, e.g. octopus interactions with humans. I think that’s so fun to extrapolate on. Allergic to the company of your own species, but hanging out with the funnie primate? Oh Yeah. That’s Good. Put a pin in that thought x3.

One of my bigger bones to pick with 40k is that you really don’t need to narratively justify the dumb shit the Imperium does with some kind of outside existential threat, whether that be Bugs of Unusual Size, or aliens, or Actual Demons. Giving the Imperium a “reason” to exist just feels dishonest about how empires come to be and how they perpetuate themselves. On the flip side, this is a great lesson in how empires construct narratives about themselves. Reading 80% of the 40k lore as wartime propaganda about the ‘other,’ intended to justify this atrocity or that, is what keeps me sane in the trenches of the wiki.

I also just think it’s more fun if the ‘existential threat’ is a fabrication of the unceasing machine of Propaganda ™ in the face of an empire’s own terminal* existence. Legitimate only in that, strictly speaking, it could pose an existential threat to the empire, but an existential threat to an empire =/= an existential threat to its citizens or even humanity, even though a very concerted effort has been made to conflate those. Put a pin in that thought x4.

*Did yuo know? the average empire lasts about ~250 years, which raises some funny historical revisionist headcanons for 40k, but we can’t get into it. gotta sell figs war somehow.

ANYWAY. Speaking of the unceasing machine of Imperial Propaganda, I am always looking to bully the Empire in fun new ways. I think it would be very funny for the Empire to encounter a people who are, like, categorically asocial around their conspecifics and only societal with other sentient species, because Bad Things Have Happened whenever they organize among themselves at scale. And the Empire misunderstands this to mean that they assimilate into some kind of violent hivemind when they gather en masse, but the actual reason they refuse to associate societally is because they’re living out the dying throes of their own collapsed empire. When the Archive describes the Nithi as a monolith ‘so monstrous, a force so bloody and singular of purpose that humanity shivers at the touch,’ that’s just them taking a look in the mirror and not liking what they see. The shots are coming from inside the house.

Of course, it’s great to have some kind of alien ‘other’ for the Empire to justify its existence and lionize its endeavors abroad. Every effort has been made to drive a wedge between the citizens of the Empire and Nithi at large. Probably because if they realized they had more in common with each other than the Powers That Be, as two peoples carrying the baggage of two shitty empires, they would unionize. And That Would Be Baaaaad.

… Which brings me back to Oeste. He is an ex-soldier who fled to wasteland Earth to dodge the high price of desertion, i.e. execution. He had great timing, given that the collapse of whatever dominion was lording itself over the Nithi came right on his heels.

He carries the ‘old troubles’, or wartime knowledge, that most people, Nithi or no, are wary of. But as the Empire trains its eye on Earth, this raises some very real and difficult questions about the right of sovereign Earth to defend itself, and how. Among Earth’s Nithi in particular, this is an existential question of coming together and doing a rare and terrible thing for some sort of greater good. There is enough continuity between ‘old guard’ veterans like Oeste and armed guerilla resistance in the Empire’s frontier that the Empire perceives no meaningful difference; opposition is the same, whether it comes from another empire or a scrappy resistance force. The Archive is still operating on the hivemind hypothesis, so… not likely that they’re going to grasp the intense political landscape of Nithi mutual-defense accords any time soon.

It sucks. But the silver lining is that they get to heckle Imperials with ooky-spooky hivemind jokes. And fool them into thinking they’re acting of much greater numbers and coordination when they are… absolutely not!

Anyway, Oeste came to Earth to ‘get away from all that’ and keep an eye on the youth, e.g. Rho. He hasn’t been asked about his war wounds, and he’s perfectly content not offering his opinion about them unsolicited. (At least, not when it isn’t funny.) Probably there will come a day when that will change, but he hopes not.

Of course, these things have a way of coming back to haunt a guy. Oeste doesn’t talk about his arm for the same reason that the Chief doesn’t talk about hers, or most of her past deployments. Military trauma that you can’t even pretend to be proud of. They met once on the fields of war and left a, errr, marked impression on each other. Who struck first? … That’s between the Chief and Oeste.

Seeing each other in ~peacetime causes a little bit of a situation, but they’re kindred spirits. Oeste has a lot to impart to the Chief as someone who is much further along the whole ‘deprogramming and reintegrating into normal society’ process, and who is perhaps more familiar with what Imperial programming looks like than others. Besides, someone really has to tell the Chief that the Archive might have been wrong about a few things. A lot of things.

Reyes and Rho are just happy to see the old geezer (and Irene, lbr) make a friend.

Other napkin scraps:

Dunno if the hexapod / biped variants are morphs, or lifecycle phases, or if Rho is just a special case.  

Hexapod Nithi have two major gaits—they can walk in an ‘alternating tripod’ gait like an ant or a bee, or in an ungulate-like fashion with an extra set of forelimbs taped on (with all relevant gaits like walking, trotting, cantering, galloping, etc.) The joints connecting to the femur and tibia of the hindmost legs are very flexible, and can shift to accommodate the tripod gait (by facing backwards) or ungulate gait (by facing forwards.)  

It is extremely bad taste to get on someone’s back like a horse why would you do that. (Oeste has no shame though.)  

Probably both an exoskeleton and endoskeleton going on in here, so full-body armor is redundant except where soft tissue is exposed (upper arms, joints, etc.) Clothing and other adornments happen at leisure. Carapace carving, painting, and piercing is especially popular. Rho gets to wear pants because she physically can and because she thinks they’re fun.  

Don’t ask me if they still have stingers or can spin silk or not. I don’t know. I don’t know. it would be very funny to hock a sillystring loogie, though.  

After years of research, the Archive has documented many aspects of Nithi biology that make them such confounding and lethal enemies, including:

Their bulletproof carapaces (true.)

Their venomous bite (false.)

Their ability to regrow limbs (false.)

The fact that they pop out of the propagule fully formed and able to defend themselves (false.)

Their ability to communicate in subaural vibrations (true, but this is only a small component of several larger somatic language families.)

Their keen thermoreceptors (sort of true, they are coarser and more imprecise than the Archive thinks.)

Their ability to smell fear (false.)

Their inability to feel pain, remorse, or any emotion at all in a way that matters (buddy what do you think.)

The Archive is very good at science and would never lie to you.

[scoutverse]

Spider-Scout, era & info

SCOUTS HONOUR: freshly 'bitten' by an organic mechanical spider (with symbiote DNA inside) off to fight crime. Still learning what responsibilities mean as a new hero and the start of the endless web of his mistakes. A completely homemade suit with whatever he had around the house or could buy for cheap

THE ECCENTRIC SPIDER-SCOUT: current era and what I base most of my art around. Fully established web crawling hero with a whole sinister six up on his case and many other issues. This is still a work in progress so that's really it

HUNTERS REST: when you've been a hero since you were 19, you get tired after doing it for 24 years and going through more trauma than you can count. Of course, it's a struggle to stop being the neighborhood hero but it's for the best. Whilst the new upgrades can make him seem more intimidating he has made him abit more likeable to seem more friendly to the people he isn't trying to scare

(more info below)

+ extra character sheet with detailed & simplified version of his suit

Name: Spider-Scout

Real name: Peter Anderson

Hero or villain: hero/ anti hero

Gender: male (trans)

Height: 5'11

Age: 27 (19/20 when started)

Sexual Orientation: bisexual

Occupation: was an assistant at OsCorp then worked for Octavious after he (Otto) became a villain also a superhero, after the separation of him and Otto he is a fully time hero and part time mercenary for hire. Payment is optional (most give atleast some form of payment)

Powers and Abilities: Fear pheromone; able to release a gas from his mouth that makes people perceive him as a scary entity, blurs their Vision and leaves them their brain mildly affected - able to sense he's around after being gassed due to subconscious fear. Super strength (at minimum can lift up to 11 tons, haven't tried to lift heavier yet), speed (faster than average human), agility and flexibility, web shooting from wrists, faster healing than the average human

Power Limitations: can only produce gas when feeling extremely scared or mad - so life or death situations, Due to flexibility does experience alot of aches in his bones, webs come from his body so them being pulled on whilst still attached to his wrists would hurt, mental issues can effect his webs abilities

Weapons: knuckle claws, arm spikes, anything he can pick up and throw, webs

Gadgets/Tech: his 'tail', it's a small Robot spider that curls into itself to create a small bug butt attached to his belt, it's his scouting bot and can perform missions for him if he's busy (has loads but the one attached to him is for emergencies)

Physical Weaknesses: can still be killed and harmed like a normal person

Mental/Emotional Weaknesses: is traumatised asf

Backstory:

Lost his parents at 13, had to live with his grandparents until he was able to move out. He was able to work young and still had to be the adult of the house and had to take care of his himself despite struggling to juggle his education and job. Hence why he quit collage during his 3rd year so he could go into full time employment to keep the rent paid

Ben parker was a regular at the cafe he worked at, he could sense something was wrong with Peter's life and tried to cheer him up. Commenting how much he looked just like his nephew. Ben paid for a trip for his nephews birthday. A trip to the small closed off city where all the best science was - opening their doors for limited time in search for new minds. He had a spare ticket since aunt may couldn't go and gave it to Peter

He accepted and that's when it happened. The incident. Whilst checking out a more closed off area a released robo Symbiote found him and they bonded. The spider bit him and crawled under his skin and fused with his DNA. He was in hospital for a week, everything caught on camera. He was puking up blood and shredded organ. His body completely altering itself, rapidly growing new cells, his body dying from the inside and just as quickly healing. Having to grow accustomed to the alien now changing his entire DNA. Growing new small organs and muscles in his body.

No one understood what was happening to him since his cells looked healthier and stronger than the average person.

Peter became an intern at OsCorp after being infected by one of their spiders. He made a deal that he could be an assistant in the robotics lab, running for coffee and dealing with tasks everyone else is too busy to do. By the time he started he was 20 (his birthday recently gone by)

Otto was made to deal with Peter as his assistant. Basically to babysit this menace who threatened to ruin the company. He obviously didn't like Peter for this and just generally found his personality tiresome. But over time, 3 years ago by, he saw Peter actually had a passion for building, designing and robotics even if he wasn't all that good at it due to inexperience. He starts giving him small tasks, creating a model for him and sees that Peter is a creative and visual learner. Understanding what it's like to not have the right kind of education to support your way of thinking, he takes him under his wing. Their relationship becomes more personal as the years pass and it's become a "we both have crushes on each other and alot of romantic tension but idk what to do or if I should make a move" and this only gets worse when Otto splits ties with Norman and becomes a villian. (Scout is 25 when this happens, he only works with Otto for one more year before they become enemies full time)

Additional, he did run into Ben parker again before he began to work at Oscorp officially. a mugger was following Ben - scout saw when he was about to go on protrol. Recognizing the old man but it wasn't like they new each other, not really. Peter just thought he was being paranoid and ignored the men. There was no gun visible. He was still learning about what his spider sense was and thought it was just his anxiety playing up.

When he heard yelling he immediately rushed back but by the time he arrived, the mugger fired his gun. In panic scout latched a web onto Ben and tried to swing him out the way but it only made things worse. The bullet hit right in an artery.

The mugger ran off and scout ran towards ben, throwing off his mask. He tried to console ben as he died. And ben believing it was HIS peter, Peter Parker and peter Anderson do look very much alike. Almost uncomfortably similar, their biggest differences are their noses and eyes. Pure coincidence. But when you're an old man without his glasses and bleeding out, you can't tell that especially since your vision's blurring from tears. He gave him the "great power comes great responsibility" (a different context obviously for a non spiderman Peter Parker ) and scout promised he'll make things right. He'll be better

Spider-Scout was seen as a menace. Blamed for the death of Ben parker due to a witness who say scout get Ben killed (and fled the scene right after). He found Peter parker and tried to tell him that he tried to save his uncle. That his uncle was a good kind man and he never wanted anything bad to happen to him but things escalated. Poor, scared and furious Peter parker, 17 and still mourning his uncle, gets angry and tries to fight Scout.

Scout, 19 and riddled with issues and intense feelings of guilt and anxiety snaps a little. His fear gas releasing and he sees the effects it has. Shocked that he could even do that. He kept trying to apologize but his presence only terrified the young parker even more. So he left.

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

in an act of (???) decided to basically redo my scorpion and carnorpion design from march almost entirely. i did copy and paste some of the stuff i had already done but i redrew a lot too so this took a few days...

the new claw design (and the carnorpion helmet) is based HEAVILY off of the Scorpion armor from Superior Spider-Man (which means it was probably designed by Ramos but I donʻt actually know, might have been a different artist)

gonna put a bunch of closeups under the cut lol:

accidentally made him hot (i already thought he was hot). based his face roughly off of Vin Diesel circa the first Fast and Furious movie lol

i sliiiightly changed the design of this helmet on both the back and front. there were aspects of the previous carnorpion helmet i liked more than the previous scorpion helmet so i kind of combined the two.

BEEF

i also added a quick doc ock for comparison:

Ock's neural implants are larger and more experimental than Mac's since he made them in like... 2005 at the latest, probably earlier than that and Mac's are made in 2007 by the Tinkerer using some of Ock's existing research, so basically Phineas refined what Ock had already done.

Mac's are also inductive (i don't... know if that's actually the right way to call it but it's at least similar; wireless energy transmission essentially) and don't require strong contact to transfer and translate nerve signals, whereas Ock's plug directly into his back into the sockets like that.

one of them is gonna have more back problems later in life than the other, that's for sure.

armor front

this part changed a lot compared to the old design but it also took me a lot of fiddling to get it to where i wanted... the whole gamut of inspiration... knightly armor... halo... metroid... in the end i went with the armor bikini, obviously, but there was a version without that.

back also took some fiddling. it's very similar to the old one though. this is basically where the tail attaches (or like, a cover if he's not using it, i guess) This DOES has plugs just because... I felt like it... more secure... etc... the opposite side of the plugs (inside) is smooth discs that take the signal from his back implants (which are exposed by open eyelets on his shirt) and then that signal goes into his tail as well as all along the gold parts of his special undershirt and through his suit to where he needs it—helmet, arms/claws, torso/tail

like so:

probably more padding in there than what i drew but... eh... it's good enough. probably uses some kind of conductive fabric or something.

gave him little thumb holes to keep the sleeves straight though... hehe

and yes i decided (a while ago) that he wears a jock strap with optional cup depending on outfit (probably no cup with the metal bikini but who knows, maybe it would help keep things more secure and protected lol)

here's the tail connected. this was a bitch and a half to get the way i wanted tbqh, especially since he needs to be able to like... bend his back at all... but simplicity definitely is the way to go for this kind of thing... i like what i ended up with a lot.

maybe it's not totally fool proof but i think it looks alright

the knife is only a few inches long but that's still probably enough to stab with.

here's a little closeup of my explorations of the tail. this is based off of photo references which is why it looks the way it does lol, basically looking at things like tension-based pulley systems and animatronics and thinking about how a mechanical tail could work. i think it turned out neat.

(this is not how ock's current tentacles work fyi—ock's current set uses a pneumatic bellows system similar to Festo's bionicmotionrobot, and his previous set i'm not sure; symbiote system was hydraulic and used the symbiote as a lubricant though)

legs are almost exactly the same but i got rid of the lights cause they're just armor and not neurally linked. there's mac's face with the visor up too lol

since i put it way up top i'll put it here again—

claws and gauntlets have been pretty updated. especially the pincers though. you can see below a few pictures down i based it very heavily off of the Superior Spider-Man design. hefty, good shape, etc. i like this 500x more than the pincers i tried to do last time. and i didn't even do any of the hard work xD

here's how his arms fit into the pincers though.

they're pretty hefty.

anyway as for carnorpion

well first here's an alternate version without the thigh highs cause i couldn't choose

it just feels so... naked with the thighs bare... and not even in a slutty way. is very meaty though.

obv i also copy pasted a chunk from the old version on this but i still redrew a lot of it... TBH I'm still not sure I like it XD but it's fine. I like the claws at least. but those are just the Superior claws with teeth. turning into a crab i guess.

This Incident Is Looming btw. Next chapter (ch 4/may) if all goes well 🤘

the scar he will have after carnage is created (not before)

put the left doodle from march on the main armor pic but it would actually apply to carnorpion, not the green armor lol. plan is that i am maybe drawing more from Superior than I originally was gonna and am probably gonna have Doc Ock punch Mac's face jaw off.

AS Doc Ock though. lol.

Did I mention I based this helmet off of Superior Spider-Man's Scorpion? Cause I did. I liked the lenses... and then I was like hmm this might be good for combining organic with armor... so it's very very very similar to his helmet in Superior, but different colors:

honestly I probably should have just lifted the entire helmet wholecloth, it's so organic and weird... (and here you can see the claw inspiration as well) (arguably the torso thing on carnorpion in my drawing are also based on this...) (I know I drew a whole fucking thing but what if carnorpion was just this but red)

anyway i didn't include the uh... coin slot.

(genuinely: what IS that?????)

white base version (might actually prefer this helmet's aesthetic tbh but it's not very organic.)

the idea here is that the carnage symbiote is not (yet) bonding with mac directly but rather through/with his armor, so the Tinkerer makes like, this bonus set of armor that acts as essentially a substrate/base for the symbiote to build off of... which is why it's that weird bluish yellowish white color.

though idk maybe they'll just bond... really it's shrug city rn i'm still figuring so much shit out for this plot lol it continues to escape me

also the knife is probably bigger? idk. i can't eyeball stuff like that very well so i can't tell if it's any bigger lmao.

was also thinking this could be an opportunity for a more portable tail that doesn't require putting on an entire suit of armor (but which comes with all the pieces just in case, probably?) and so i also designed an extremely unreasonable harness to secure it to mac's bod. so of course that means: lots of straps.

slutty slutty straps

the yellow parts are just the induction/conduction stuff... gold discs, gold thread, idk.

hm i should have put some little elastic straps crossing that hole in the center. oh well, not like he'd be walking around in this without a tail strapped to it anyway

i realized in retrospect i didn't include any actual securements/connections ON the spine part underneath this but it's fine just pretend I drew those. I DID add even more straps for this under the pretense that it's being strapped onto the existing straps to keep it from wiggling.

reduce the lights to one on top and one on bottom cause the pieces of the spine are laid out kind of odd so doing lights on every one looks weird cause some are smaller and doing lights only on the one interfacing directly with his back looked weirder because they skip some rows just because of placement. looks fine like this though.

uses the same understuff as the regular suit though (the shirt with the gold bits i put up in the green suit)

all in all i think it's fair to say that mac's shit is way more of a hassle to put on and off than ock's

here's a bonus carnage. i like when carnage looks like this the best. i think the less uptight/the more bonded they get, the closer to this face carnorpion would get, but keeping some of the spikes, claws, and tail...

that's it lol

i still don't know if i like the carnorpion stuff entirely but i like this green armor muuuch more than my previous design from march.

[agrimedena-drax]

Hello! For the emoji ask game: Moon, Spider, and Seedling for Dakarai, if that’s okay?

Hello everybody!

I found a little time between exams to pop here really quickly as I need some coping mechanism from my studies 😅

Anyway, @the-void-writes gave me this wonderful ask as describing my dearest boy Dakarai Pretorius (he/him) ✨

Leggo!!!

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🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

I think he has many dreams, he is still a little indecisive of what he wants to do in the future.

Though among all of them he just wishes to take his siblings somewhere far away from their home, take care of them and let them decide for themselves how they want to live.

Later on I think he wishes to stay with Azar as long as he can. Azar is the first person that stole his heart and gave his to Rai, Pretorius just wishes for them to live freely and happily.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

He seems to be very fearless, confident and is up to any challenge and lodges under his feet.

But Rai is raised in abusive family and his fears developed mostly by abuse of his mother Millicent.

He also up until recent events in the story didn't feel a need to be in stable relationship and it caused him experiencing toxic gossips in the Academy.

His biggest fear that I for now settled for him to have are fear of abandonment, fear of missing the opportunities, but he also fears for his siblings, who are still living in their house in Nazargati with their parents.

When it comes to his irrational fears, he really fears that his bonds and friendships aren't as deep as he wishes so he constantly fears for losing his friends or messing up relationship with somebody.

🌱 SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?

TW: children's abuse by their parent(s)

I will dissection it into two sections: positive and negative

Positive: him meeting Mishra family. It was the moment when his life changed, because he found a close safe space he can run away every time. They were new neighbours and threw a party and invited everybody from the neighbourhood. At that time Rai was around seven and then he met his best friend of all times: young Lady Devina Mishra, her mother and father, who later he would count as his chosen family

Negative (TW!!!) : His younger brother was discovering his fire abilities. Around that time Dakarai broke the vase while playing tag with him. They knew it was a very dear vase to their mother. She immediately knew who did this and called them in. She asked Rai's younger brother to punish himself and his brother buy leaving a burning hand part on their forearms. They still have a fade wound on their arms. Since then his brother was suppressing his magic and finally didn't get to Quinque Lupi.

***

Well, that escalated to a very dark place very quickly. I am sorry, hopefully you won't get sad because of this.

I hope that you like a little behind the curtain of Rai's mind ✨

Please, love one another and help those that are hurt and need your support

With love,

Agri 🖤✨

[rxin3akamallory]

Magril Ref Sheet WIP

So I’m currently working on this ref sheet on Magril but it’s been taking a little bit because she wears different outfits and/or has a different appearance depending on the event/film/media

It feels like I’ve been playing dress up with her for the past couple days while drawing the outfits, it’s kinda fun despite it taking a while

The video below is a little sneak peek without showing too much because I wanted to give it a proper reveal once done

And for reference, here’s the list of outfits/looks I’m gonna provide:

Halfworld [Done]

Ravager Garb (Because former Ravager) [Done]

Vol. 1/T.V. Series (Default) [Done]

Vol. 1/T.V. Series (Second Variant) [Done]

Vol 2. (And possibly Infinity War too but I haven’t decided yet) [Done]

Night Wear/Southern Nights scene (just because I love the pajamas I gave her!) [WIP]

Holiday Special [WIP]

Vol. 3 (Casual) [WIP]

Vol. 3 (Guardian Suit) [WIP]

I also wanna do a separate smaller ref sheet for her weapon(s). I was gonna include it in this ref sheet but I have no room now, plus it would be jarring if they were both clashed together.

But yeah for those who want context because I haven’t drawn Magril with her weapon recently, it’s normal default state is a baton with a couple buttons.

Depending on which one, the baton can transform into a pole arm, a whip, and later on between Vol. 1 and 2, Rocket adds a scythe to the mechanics.

Magril is one of the most physically agile of the Guardians, her metallic/endoskeleton like tail is one of the biggest examples. When I was making Magril I researched to see if it was true that opossums can hang upside down for long periods of time or even sleep upside down. Irl they can hang upside down but not for long periods of time. Magril’s tail as well as her waist, hip, spine and skull modifications, makes it easier for her to tolerate being upside down for long periods of time, so she doesn’t experience things like blood rush.

Her pole arm/vault pole is able to get her into the air and away from enemy obstacles without the need for rocket boots. Magril can also use it in combat in a similar vein to a bokken, or a wooden sword. She can use her whip like a normal whip but when she’s in the air after vault poleing or launching herself off where she was hanging on from via her tail, her whip sort of act like the spider webs someone like Peter Parker would use to travel, but more manual and aren’t actual webs that can stick to anything, like Miguel O’Hara from Across the Spiderverse for example.

Magril’s scythe was included as an upgrade, thanks to Rocket. He gave her baton that upgrade because as much as he agreed her whip and pole arm were effective in combat, just a whip and a pole arm weren’t enough combative strength compared to something like Gamora’s sword or Quill’s element blasters.

Rocket also wanted to make up for how he treated her in Vol. 1 after reuniting with her, and because mf’s in love with her but he doesn’t tell Magril until after he realizes his feelings and after they became official. She thought that was very sweet but also funny of him to do as a means to make amends, but hey, it worked!

But anyways ok ok I ranted LONG ENOUGH here, I just wanted to give a preview of the WIP before I finish this! I hope I don’t end up taking eons  to finish this istg ;-;

☆彡 @raccoonfallsharder

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My Beloved: Ch. 7

Noodles or Death

I stared in shock at the game over screen in front of me. Mei leaned over my shoulder, mirroring my surprise. "Did you just... lose?" We were playing Monkey Mech in the Sea-Crate Base with Sandy, someone who only just started playing the game a few weeks ago.

And I lost?! "Sorry, Lian, should I have let you..." He began, scratching his head a little in confusion.

I quickly jumped up. "No, man! This is amazing! I've never seen anyone get so good this fast." I playfully punched his arm before passing my controller to Mei.

I noticed not too long ago she made the dragon blade charm I gave her into a bracelet. Her plush hovered next to her as she sat on my spot at the couch and I laid back of the hammock netting with a stretch. "Good luck, Mei. He's really improved."

As I laid back, Mo hopped onto my lap, curling up and watching the two friends verse each other in the game. Coming here was always so nice, once I could get past the elevator. But when I did, Sandy always had his tea ready to calm me back down. It was strange at first, seeing how chill of a guy he is now, but he's definitely happier now.

I pet Mo's mohawk, the cat purring as I did. Even with the energetic score of the game, I could probably take a nap here. It was difficult not to close my eyes and begin to drift...

"Guys!" I startled at MK's panicked shout. When did he get here? I left him sleeping in at the apartment. "Pigsy's missing!"

Mei didn't seemed fazed. "Missing? What do you mean he's missing?"

Before I could interject, MK answered. "I mean he didn't open the shop this morning!"

Sandy and Mei let out a horrified gasp, even Mo jumped up with his hair on end. "Wait, guys..." They couldn't hear me over the sounds of their own distress.

"But he's never not opened his store before!"

"He's been pig-napped!"

"I immediately fear the worst!"

I rolled my eyes. "Will you all be quiet?!" The three turned to me, eyes wide from my shouting. Taking a deep breath, I hopped off the hammock. "Pigsy isn't missing. He went shopping with Tang this morning."

"Oh, yeah, Tang's also missing."

"Shopping. Shop-ping." I sighed, emphasizing the word.

Mei hummed to herself. "Well, we better check the tapes just in case."

"The what?" Sandy and MK blinked in unison as Mei walked over to the computer. Typing a few things in, she accessed Tang's camera feed from not too long ago.

I explained to the two as we walked over to join her. "Mei has us all bugged. I've learned to roll with it."

The girl looked prideful. "Speaking of, Lian. Is it true you hooked up DBK and Princess Iron Fan?" Sandy and MK looked at me with big eyes as my cheeks quickly went hot from embarrassment.

"Do you actively watch these things?!" I covered my face as the girl chuckled.

"I mean... look how useful it's being right now!" She smiled, and I shook my head lightly. Sometimes this girl could be terrifying

It looked like Tang and Pigsy were at the market. Pigsy was leaning against the counter of a run-down looking tent. I slowly uncovered my eyes as I heard the seller's voice. "Oh, no."

MK looked at me with worry. "What is it?"

"I know that woman." I frowned as the footage showed our two friends walking closer into her domain. This was bad.

Sandy pointed at the screen with a frown. "That nice-sounding merchant?"

"Oh, she's anything but." I crossed my arms with a chuckle. Never thought I'd see her again, but low and behold. MK and Sandy shouted in panic as Pigsy and Tang fell beneath a trap door, the camera just catching sight of the woman standing over the pit.

I paused the video and zoomed in on the merchant, enhancing the shot to make the image more clear. There, in her old garments and helm along with new mechanical legs was a demon I met many years ago. "The Spider Queen."

"Ew! Spider demon?! Come on, no! Ew, yuck, I hate spiders. Hate, hate, hate!" MK began to rant, stumbling back in disgust. "With their eyes, and feet, and furry butts!"

"Wait, Lian, you know this demon?" Mei asked, and I nodded.

Turning away from the computer to face the group, I began to explain. "A couple centuries before Monkey King imprisoned DBK, I was living in this village that was being terrorized by Spider Queen and her subordinates. Around that time, word about my immortality had begun to spread and I was enlisted to help save villagers who wandered into her web."

"How have I never heard this story?!" MK looked as though he had a galaxy in his eyes, they sparkled so bright.

His excitement made me chuckle. "Kid... remember the old story I used to tell you sometimes before bed? The one about the spider demon and the plum princess?"

"Yeah, what about it?."

"..."

"...OHHHHHH—"

"Anyway..." I giggled. "...I've fought her on a couple occasions, but one day after saving a child, I went back to defeat her once and for all." The three followed along in my story with big eyes, as though I was a kindergarten teacher telling them all a story.

"However, when I got back to her cave, she was gone. I later learned that Monkey King had been nearby and sent her running. Not that I was annoyed about that, or anything." I mumbled the last part to myself quietly.

Sandy blinked a little. "Wow, Lian. You were like a full-on warrior. No wonder you were so scary when we first met."

"Aww, thanks." I smiled before looking back at the screen. No time for compliments, we had friends in peril. "We've got friends captured by an evil spider demon. You know what that means?"

Sandy smiled. "It's time for..."

Operation: Rescue Tang and Pigsy from the Spider Queen.

~~~~

Taking Sandy's speedboat, we drove across town towards the market. Reflecting now, a boat may not have been the best thing for the road. Nevertheless, we sped down roads, following Mei's tracker she had in each of her cameras.

At full speed, we crashed into the tent we had last seen our friends in and dove into the nightmare hole that took them... right into a tangle of webs. Should've seen that one coming.

"Maybe you should've saved your boat for an adventure with more water." Mei looked over at Sandy while I helped MK down from the boat.

Sandy guiltily looked away. "Yeah, I, uh, just got excited."

With a shuddering breath, I tried summoning a False Weapon. It seemed like being down in this creepy cave was enough for me to materialize my False Fan. Then I nearly dropped it when MK yelped.

"Spider demon!" He screamed, and I saw that a little spider had climbed into his hair.

Shaking my head, I scooped the critter off the boy and set it on the ground. "Hey, it's okay, kid. Remember when you helped me take that spider out of the apartment?"

"Uh, Lian?" Mei frowned. "That was me. MK was crying in the corner."

I furrowed my brows before realizing she was correct. "Right. That's okay, don't think of this as a spider thing, MK. Think of it as a demon thing. Fighting demons is what you're good at." I smiled, nudging the boy with my elbow.

"Why don't you try looking for Tang and Pigsy?" I suggested, making the boy nod.

He hesitantly stepped forward. "Okay. Okay, yeah. I'll use my super sight of truth to find our friends in this palace of nightmares." Gaining some of his confidence back, I watched as his eyes began to glow gold.

Almost immediately, he jumped back screaming. "Ew! Ew, this place is full of webs and horror! We're never gonna get through all this."

Mei and I looked to each other with a shrug. "That's okay, MK, we got this." Stepping forward, the two of us raised our weapons. With a wave of my fan and a blast from Mei's sword, we cleared the way for us to trudge forward.

We continued our clearing of the way until blasting through a thin wall. On the other side, the familiar sight of webbed-cocoons littered about made me grimace. It looked as though the Queen has been here for a while.

Our friends were wrapped together, back-to-back in a webs dangling a little off the ground. Pigsy had some webs covering his mouth, though Tang had none. Sandy pointed them out. "Pigsy! Tangy!"

Webs suddenly shout at Sandy and Mo, dragging them away. "Sandy!" I called out, before more grabbed onto Mei.

"Mei!" MK called as the girl shouted out his name. Another group of webs came for me but I was swift enough to move my fan in the way. Acting on muscle memory, I tugged the Queen into the open with webs stuck on my False weapon.

I narrowed my gaze at the Spider Queen, her eyes widening as she took in my features, recognition shadowing her face. "Spider Queen, it's been some time, hasn't it?"

The demon quickly recovered, releasing her web and climbing onto the wall of the cave before disappearing into the shadows. "My, my, my... if it isn't Little Lian." Her voice echoed through the chamber, MK looking around wildly as I surveyed the area. "Didn't expect you to still be around."

"Aww, you remember me?" I smirked at the sound of surprise in her voice.

"How could I forget the one who took so many of my legs?!" Anger laced her tone as she jumped down, her eyes like daggers that wanted so badly to stab me down.

I looked down at her new mechanical limbs with a laugh. "Hey, it looks like you got a mech to replace all eight! How nice is that?"

Growling, the Queen lunged at me and I jumped out of the way. MK shouted, scrambling back as I summoned a bout of wind that sent Spider Queen flying back. She grumbled and I took my turn to strike. The demoness was quick to block my attacks with her mechanized legs, preventing me from reaching her.

I almost forgot how much I hated her eight legs. With a running start, I looked up at the overhanging rocks and decided to jump up over the Queen. With the fan over my head, I swung down. Anticipating her block, I used her leg to jump up and reach the sharp rocks overhead.

A grunt escaped me as I swung my hardest against a rock, sending it hurdling down towards the Spider Queen. She gasped, her robotic legs scurrying away just fast enough to dodge the sharpened stake. Landing, I watched as she made eye contact with MK.

I gasped as she noticed how the boy flinched. "Don't tell me you're afraid of spiders?"

With a grimace, I slammed the fan down, creating a wall of wind between the two. "MK, go free the others while I deal with her." The boy nodded, running off to where Sandy, Mo and Mei now hung with Tang and Pigsy.

Spider Queen cackled. "Aww, isn't that cute. You've got your own little kid now, Lian?" My teeth clenched as she pursued the boy, and I ran after her.

Jumping in front of the demon, I held out my fan. "Touch the kid, see what happens to you."

The Queen laughed. "You sure are protective, hmm? I like that." Shooting a web to the ceiling, she propelled herself towards my brother, my eyes widening as she did.

"MK, look out!" I shouted, running after the two. Looking back to see who was on his tail, the Monkie Kid gave a startled yelp.

"Why spiders? Why?!" He groaned as I twirled my False Fan in the air. Fast as I could, I swung the weapon and created a surge of wind that blasted the demoness into the wall.

Running up to MK, I looked him over. "You okay?"

"Watch out!"

I turned back too late, a web had snagged me by the foot. My chin hit the ground harshly as my feet were pulled out from under me, and I was tugged away. The action had made me lose my grip on my weapon and the False Fan dissipated into cloud.

My breaths became shallow as webs tightly wrapped around me. I fought against the white threads but they were like steel cables. "It'd be a shame if something were to happen to your little Monkie Kid." The Queen's voice cackled through the cave.

I coughed harshly as I was thrown into the same webs that held my friends. Looking down at MK, my brows quickly furrowed in worry. "MK, run!"

The boy stepped back, his eyes wide with fear as the demon encroached upon him. With a startled yell, he ran deeper into the cave. The Spider Queen cackled, racing after the kid like it was a game of chase.

I struggled in the webs, frustrated at being caught and on the verge of hyperventilating from the tight pull of the webs. It wasn't as bad as long as my face remained uncovered, but the creeping fear that began to scratch at my skin was prominent as ever.

"Stupid spider freak!" I cursed loudly, fighting even more as I did. There was no way I could leave MK alone with her, he was petrified of spiders! I had to get out, and fast.

Trying to summon my weapon wasn't working, even though I knew my adrenaline was high as hell at the moment. Maybe it was because there was no space between my hands and the webs?

Pigsy spat out the webbing covering his mouth, gagging as he did. "I'm sorry, Tang. I got us into this mess. We're gonna need to work together to get out of it." The pig looked back at the scholar as I recalled the video footage of the incident. It was a pretty Zhu Bajie move.

Tang nodded, smiling at the pig before the two began to squirm in sync. I frowned, watching as they managed to loosen themselves from the bigger web holding up all of us. They suddenly dropped down and rolled a good few metres away.

As they rolled, Tang managed to tear a piece of the webbing on Mei's sword she dropped earlier. With the room the cut provided, the two were able to break free of the webs. They landed on their feet, posing epically as I continued to fight in the webs.

"Okay, that was sick but can we please get down?" I smiled, trying my best to breathe properly through the anxieties of how uncomfortably tight the webs were. I hated Spider Queen.

The two quickly got the rest of us down, I let out a sigh of relief after being freed. Now all we had to do was rescue MK.

Operation: Rescue MK from the Spider Queen

We ran as one through the chambers of the cave, following the sound of Spider Queen's cackling to find our friend. If MK was hurt in any way, I'd make that stupid demon regret ever coming after any of my friends.

"Wait!" Mei shouted, making the rest of us stop. "I just got a great idea. Lian, think you can hold Spider Queen off for a bit while we grab the boat?"

I nodded, though wasn't entirely sure what she was planning. "Okay. You run ahead and help MK. Everyone else, come with me." She began to run back to where we entered from and I turned towards the sounds of fighting.

By the time I got to where MK was facing Spider Queen, the demon had MK stuck against a web. Gritting my teeth, I noticed Monkey King's staff lodged in the ground. Swift as I could, I grabbed the weapon before facing the villainess. The staff began to extend as I raised it up and with a battle cry I slammed the weapon down over the spider's head.

"Lian!" MK cried as the Queen fell back. She faced me with a growl that I matched.

"You just don't know when to quit, do you?" She hissed, though I was no longer in the mood to quip anything back. She went after MK, so now she was gonna hurt.

I leapt into the air, shouting as I slammed the staff down onto the Queen. She raised her mechanical arm to block the attack but the staff broke the arm in two. The demon stumbled back, her mech off-balance. I refused to let her breathe, drowning her with attack after attack.

She launched out a web that I quickly blocked with my staff before using it to throw her into the wall. After a groan, she laid back. Satisfied, I pulled MK down from the web. The boy was practically sparkling. "Lian, that was amazing!"

"She's lucky I didn't do worse, now let's get out of here." I took the boy's hand, a strange nostalgic feeling washing over me as I did. Leading people out of the cave of the Spider Queen, definitely didn't think I'd still be doing this hundreds of years after I started. History did like to repeat itself, I've been alive long enough to know that much.

We turned to leave when the demoness jumped in front of us. She was breathing heavily now, her glare fixed on me as I put an arm over MK. "You really are a thorn in my side."

"Couldn't agree more." I frowned, stepping forward with the staff still in my hands. Just before I could charge, a voice called out at the entrance of the chamber.

"Hey, you! Bug lady!" Pigsy shouted, making the Queen turn to face the group, now with Sandy's speedboat.

Tang smiled, pointing out at the demon. "Here comes Monkie Kid's... friends."

"You could work on that." I called back, much to the scholar's annoyance.

"Maybe I will when we're not in an human-eating-demon's evil lair!"

Spider Queen rolled her eyes at MK and I. "You and your friends are terrible guests."

I glared at her as Mei called out as well. "You were gonna eat my best friend! And also these guys!" She pointed to Tang and Pigsy. "Well, now... you're gonna eat this!"

The girl slammed down a button on the boat that activated a FREAKING LASER? WHY DID WE NOT USE THAT SOONER??? It shot towards Spider Queen, chasing her away from MK and I.

I gave Mei an incredulous look. "The boat... the boat has a laser?!"

"All the boats at the Sea-Crate Base have lasers."

"We didn't use this before because why?!?!"

"I forgot we had them!"

I shook my head, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Heh, forgot... you know what? Not important now. Let's get out of here." I handed MK back his staff, the boy immediately rubbing it against his face.

"I'm never losing you again." He muttered under his breath, making me roll my eyes.

"Ha!" I looked up just to see Spider Queen darting towards us from above. Acting quick, I pushed my brother out of the way before she pinned me to the ground.

I gave a shout as one of her mechanical legs dug into my stomach. "It's been fun reliving the good old days, Lian, but it's time for you to go." One of her legs lunged down at my face, I only just managed to grab it in time. She continued to push down on the leg as I struggled to keep it from reaching my head.

I strained to keep it from getting me, barely noticing how she began attacking MK with her other legs. "Get off!" I gritted my teeth as she laughed.

The ground suddenly shook, crumbling slightly before completely giving away and sending everyone tumbling down into a gaping hole. Spider Queen quickly stuck onto one of her webs before she could join us on our descent and the group quickly began yelling as we plummeted down.

Suddenly free from the Queen's grasp, I turned mid-air to see we were approaching water, and fast. Sandy noticed too, his eyes lighting up. "Water adventure? It's a water adventure!"

Nodding, I helped him rush everyone onto the falling boat. "Hang on, everyone!" I called as the boat hit the water hard, making everyone but Sandy lose their footing and fall over each other.

The boat sped down what I quickly realized was a tunnel. The group screamed as we saw that we were heading for the end of the tunnel before we shot out mid-air over the ocean. The boat hurdled down to the water, submerging for a moment before breaking the surface of the water and floating overtop.

My feet wobbled slightly as the rest of the team fell back, suffering the same fate as I. The only one who seemed unaffected by the drop was Sandy, who took the moment to majestically flip his beard as though he were a mermaid. Damn beautiful bastard, never change.

Operation: Rescue Tang and Pigsy, success.

Mei smiled shakily as she regained her bearings. "At least we won't have to deal with her again." I looked over at the girl, the look of doubt on my face made her chuckle. "Right?"

I fixed my hair a bit, it was now a bit of a mess from the rushed escape. "Now that I know she's here, I may go down there now and again. Make sure she's not eating anymore people, y'know?"

"There were two other men up in there."

"What?!"

"Did you... did you not see them?"

I groaned, leaning back against the boat. Just like old times, I guess. Hopefully, they were still alive.

Hopefully.

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