#eve wilkins

[sanjisluvbot]

Mark x Eve x Spider Reader blurb

A/N: Okay, I have been trying to write something for five hours! I have a few more drafts but I’m drawn by the Spider reader rn. Lmk what you think so far!

You couldn’t open your eyes. You felt their arms around you and the rest of the nakedness of their bodies. Regret seeped into your veins and you wondered how you were going to get out without notice.

You felt Eve’s hair cascade over your face when she snuggled into your neck. The heaviness and muscle of Mark’s arm was draped over both your waists. You had to stop yourself from groaning. The events from last night all coming back in a wave of deep dread.

Mark pulled you close, letting his hands trail your body. You shiver when Eve begins removing your suit with her powers. Your head darts down when your mask is removed, why were you allowing this knowing your mission. Your eyes squeeze shut as hands continue to roam and squeeze making warmth pool into your heat.

Your eyes open for a moment and your eyes connect with green. Her hands trail from your thighs slowly until a finger connects, and you intake a sharp breath. Marks assault on your neck follows to your breasts.

Quietly you remove Mark’s arm and wiggle out of Eve’s embrace. Luckily she rolled into Mark and you were able to find your Gizmo on the dresser along with your costume neatly folded on the side of the bed.

You heard a shuffle and froze looking over seeing Mark pull Eve closer. You let out a breath and quickly changed using your web to open the window. You gave them one last look before jumping into the portal.

[eternalera]

okay i think ive figured out why the mark and eve sex scene right after the funeral bothers me so much. yknow when after the guardians of the globe scene nolan talks about getting pizza like none of it happened and refuses to basically acknowledge the death of the people who he once worked with while mark is struggling? thats kinda the vibes i got with the mark and eve scene with the funeral. like it just felt like mark didnt really care and even if him and rex arent that close it would still hurt. and even then he should acknowledge that eve is hurting instead of smiling. like it just feels so inappropriate to have eve's breakdown over rex and then like a minute later to have them having sex. like... personally that would kinda fuck me up and i think it would for a lot of people too. idk i just dont really like how it was handled

[creeperthemcreaper]

God please save them from this wretched fandom 🙏🙏

And the immortal too I guess

[tatiejosie]

Has Cecil seen Donald’s cat. Can the cat become a therapy animal for Donald.

KIWI MENTION ❗❗❗❗🥝🐈

Cecil has met her before, but Kiwi fucking hates him for no reason and will attempt to maul him anytime she gets the chance.

Donald is a bit out of his depth about this, because Kiwi is normally a very sweet cat and she's friendly with everyone! :((( So his initial reaction is to suspect that Cecil did something to upset her.

EVE BONUS!!

[starliteonearth]

The writers be cooking with Mark and Eve but y'all ain't catching it fr. Because a common complaint I see is that Eve is just a doormat who agrees with everything Mark does, when one of the most important conversations they've had is when Mark comes back from the future after being forced to kill the Immortal and confesses his fears of turning into a tyrant. Of no one stepping up to try to stop him. To which Eve, understanding the gravity of his fears, doesn't offer him lip service comfort but instead promises that should that ever happen, she will fight against him. Knock sense back into him.

Which is EXACTLY the mentality Debbie had with him and Nolan. That "I don't care if you're 100 times stronger than me, you're not going to walk all over me. And if you were to turn into someone I no longer recognize and started doing terrible things, I'm not just going to roll over and let it happen. I will fight back." This is so very important, because it's not necessarily about their physical ability to stop Mark, but that these two women, one superpowered and one human, who mean so much to him and who love him, aren't simply going to fold in the eleventh hour, but will stand against him if they must.

[sxturncloud]

Invincible doodles ⋆.˚𖦹⋆✮

I may or may not love Rex…

[importantglittersuit]

Prisms of Parallels

An Invincible Multiverse chronicle

A Mark Grayson x Oc storyline

In the vast existence of the Multiverse, there are infinite possibilities, infinite outcomes. For each one there are events or people that change the course of each universe. This is one of them.

[Dimension:Unknown]

[Beachside territory] [location:unknown] [Date:unknown]

The soft caress of ocean waves lap against gold color sand. 

Winds create a gentle breeze to the pleasing climate.

Sitting in the sand, a young couple, husband and wife, sit alongside each other.

A new life swaddled in soft cotton, cooing curiously at the world around them, content in their arms.

A song falling from their lips was would only forever be hers.

Hers for life.

~

What is life in the eyes of the expanse that is the  universe? 

Fragility? 

Borrowed moments?

Truth?

A lie?

Such questions should not be on the mind of someone so young.

To be asking such questions at a funeral was both inappropriately appropriate and appropriately inappropriate. 

She wished her grandfather lived forever but that would not happen.

At least he left her with one that that would be immortal.

Wrapped up in blessing to her by incantations.

~

Change is not always linear.

It can be daunting or thrilling.

Never easy.

“I want to stay.”

Her parents exchanged a worried glance. She had voiced her displeasure and would not back down without a fight.

Yet it was necessary to have this change.

She refused to look at them, tears of frustration in her eyes.

“I want to stay home.”

“Home, is where we make it, little one.”

“No! Home is here! This is our home!”

She ran to her small room, upset, determined not to stay.

Her father found her hiding under a blanket as he hummed her song.

She peered from her shield of blankets, watching as he held a small floating orb of water, shaping it to any animal she loved.

Once she leaned against him did he say,” Home is where we make it, where you are, where your heart is.”

“But....it makes me sad.”

“It will not be forever. You are my little fighter. My little lobo. I believe in you. Can you believe in yourself?”

“....I can try.”

~

Change is not fun.

Is what she decided.

What she thought for days.

Being in a new place she doesn’t  know is not fun.

Not having friends is not fun. 

Being teased is not fun.

She glared at the seat in front of her on the school bus. Others were laughing too loudly or being too annoying. All day long they were like that.

She wanted to be apart of it cause it sounded fun.

At lunch, she liked to sit near the trees, listen to the wind, look at the birds and squirrels.

This made her strange to the other children.

A soft broken warble caught her attention; a baby bird had fallen out of its nest, injured. Scrambling to its aid, holding it in her hands; its small frail body covered in scrapes.

She looked around making sure no one was near before taking her water bottle, pouring water over the small hatchling.

The drops stopped falling before they hit the ground, reversed, before curling around the little bird. The liquid glowing until the bird chirped, fully healed.

She pet its head smiling.

~

Her love for animals turned to be the icebreaker between her and her classmates. 

It was exciting to share the love of animals with them making them reciprocate their joy of being with her.

She also loved people, abeit to a degree but loved them nonetheless.

Which is why she wanted to help.

Her parents did not share her enthusiasm however.

Definitely not when she asked her mother to craft her a suit that would adapt to her abilities seamlessly.

“Why don’t you support me?”

“Because it is dangerous!

“There are many people with powers helping people everyday!,” she argued.

“They can mean well all they want but will not mean well for you at the end! Not who they really work for!”

She blinked confused as her father held her shoulders:”You  want to help, that is noble, you want to protect that is who you are. But they do not see the way you do. Here and in many places they make the choice between being good people or saving people. They have no rules between the two only that you can’t be both.”

“Then I will make my own rules.”

Her father gritted his teeth as her mother sighed, looking for incantation book:”you can make your own but the difficulty is following them.”

~

Sighing, she let the agents drive past once again while hiding in an alley.

They were stubbornly persistent, she would give them that.

Yet, she could evade them however long they pleased until understood she was not interested in the slightest.

She looked around about to shift back when her mind sensed an energy spike manifesting.

She was quicker shifting her hand into sharp diamond aimed at this new presence.

Said presence blinked:”I just purchased this suit.”

His only response to his words was her narrowing her eyes at him. Well what he assumed were her eyes. Her liquid form simply gave her silhouette but no distinguishable features for him to identify her.

In simple terms, her identity was hidden and obscured from him.

He continued:”we’ve been watching you, fighting I mean. You do good work, make sure civilians are safe from harm. You don’t make too much of a mess but that’s usually unavoidable. We assume you mean no harm.”

She didn’t assure him of anything.

Opening his jacket, he pulled out a card:” Cecil Steadmen, I work with the GDA. I’d like to make you an offer.”

Lowering the arm that was diamond before returning it to liquid, she took the card, letting it swish around in the water.

This Cecil raised a brow:” Not a talker, that’s fine. Can I at least have your name?”

He was surprised when she simply disappeared into thin air.

Even despite calling his team to track her movements, how could they track the wind?

In all seriousness, how could they when she became the wind before materializing back into herself a good ways away.

Holding her side she winced, definitely sore, no open wound though as always but the strength training has been helping as of late.

Tapping the concrete wall, flexing her hand over the smooth surface did it open itself, the small compartment hiding her belongings, including her phone.

A lot of missed messages from her cousins.

They were waiting for her to start dinner.

~

It was helpful that most of her family knew of her abilities; each member had at least one themselves just not to the strength nor degree she had hers.

It was both a blessing and a curse as they say.

Luckily they were all past the age of it being their defining attribute as well as a means of envy.

They had other things to worry about.

For instance, today’s priority was lunch.

She was offered by one of the cousins to help pick up some burgers.

As they drove, her older cousin chuckled hearing their phones ping with message nonstop on what to get.

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, her cousin couldn’t help but snicker:” cheer up. Today is Saturday. And Saturdays at BurgerMart are always fun.”

“Getting hamburgers on a Saturday during lunch rush is fun?”

“It’s fun because every Saturday there’s a cute cashier working. He’s not my type but nice to look at. I think he might be your type.”

Rolling her eyes again, she went inside to order the  burgers for everyone. Naturally it was a long line for the lunch rush.

When it was finally her turn, she realized her cousin wasn’t lying that the cashier boy was cute.

Perhaps she was staring too long because he looked up from the register to double take before coughing.

He stuttered:” wel-hmm! Welcome to BurgerMart! May I take your order?”

She tried her best to not smirk as his ears grew pink.

Looking at her phone then back at him, she couldn’t help it.

“Hmmm may you tell me which combo meal includes your phone number?”

It took him a moment to register what she said, his face turning scarlet when he did.

He stuttered for a few moments before squeaking:”I - I take my break in....ten minutes..”

“Then I guess I’m waiting ten minutes.”

He couldn’t function properly while taking the food order.

And once he was on his break, he couldn’t help but rub his neck, face still flushed.

As she put his information in her phone she asked:”Do you prefer Markus or Mark?”

“I actually prefer my middle name Sebastian.”

“Noted.”

“And you?”

She hummed placed a finger on his chest:”For now you can call me Loba. It means wolf in Spanish. It’s a nickname.”

He stuttered again as she walked away, not being able to tear his gaze from her. Once she was gone, he immediately called his best friend.

“Will! You won’t believe what just happened!”

His coworkers gave him a side eye.

“He’s not going to shut up about this for days, let alone today.”

“Kill me now.”

Their manager snapped at them to get back to work making them scramble yet one questioned:”what kind of nickname is wolf?

The other grabbed the mop:”I don’t know. Maybe it means something. Like something deeper.”

“I guess you’re right.”

They began to clean and mop, ignoring the tv playing in the background showing a hero that switched between water and solid diamond. Nameless yet strong.

[Dimension: Located]

A/N-My first go at a story, chapter total unknown as of yet. Always appreciate constructive criticism and advice as well as comment interactions or questions. Thank you.

[pill10]

Straight shopping

[thebrainrotsreal]

Eve, Kate, Mark and Rex! Nailing some ideas down on how I wanna draw them in the future, and enjoying messing with their designs like usual! Not a fix-it whatsoever just fun + ref for the future! I cannot do realistic styles so translating them into something I can do while still being recognizable is peak. I will mess with Rex's suit more. Trust. I Kate so much now. Look at her <333333

[ribs02]

girl idk anymore

[invoncible]

MARK GRAYSON & popstar!girly!reader ✧˚.

i know this might be a stretch of a concept but stay with me guys also request invincible stuff because i wanna write for this show so bad 😩

— your music career is sabrina carpenter coded.  — this is a hc set based on my long form fic that’s in drafts ... scared to post lol

——

mark who was first introduced to you through eve and william, who both liked your music. did you see those lady 'yaya' posters in william's dorm? yeah. william collected vinyls and mark just happened to be over when yours arrived. 

mark who starting crushing like crazy the moment the william unboxed the visuals. you just gave these out to anyone? for free ($80)? looking like that? you looked like a doll.

mark who bought your vinyl for himself, too. no, he didn't he have a vinyl player.

mark who stalked your youtube page as soon as he got home and binged all your performance. followed all your social media accounts. he didn’t tell anyone you were his new guilty pleasure, not even william. 

mark who almost exploded when he recognized you in school. his school. your dad dumped some money into the community and you somehow convinced him to attend. just for fun, since you’d already completed high school in homeschooling. 

mark who tried to downplay his interest and convince himself that you were a celebrity crush, not an actual crush like… amber, per se.

mark who saved you in costume once and had to listen to you fangirl over invincible the next day. the way you fawned over his alter ego made his heart skip a beat and he wanted to jump up and declare himself right then and there :(

mark who closed himself off from you and your influences when he started dating amber. and while he enjoyed himself and really loved his time with amber, he wasn't all in. before long, he and amber broke up.

mark who felt like everything was right in the world when he finally allowed himself to grow closer to you. you were so sweet, sickeningly so, and he couldn't get enough. for someone that was exposed to the crazy and brutal side of life almost everyday, it felt good to turn his brain off and sink into your pink fluffy sheets while listening to you hum and do your hair.

mark who was your prime model for face masks. he took all your fashion advice.

mark who listened to you rant about what all the media outlets were saying about you and about all of the weird, creepy fans who didn't understand boundaries. he promised he'd always be there to protect you.

mark who was terrified of your father. if you were lottie, your father was big daddy la bouf. spoiled the living hell out of you, but you were the opposite of bratty. the first time he met your dad, he felt very small. but your father saw how happy mark made you, and that was enough reason for him to let him hang around.

mark who was supposed to spend the night. you finally convinced your dad to forego the bodyguard for the night since mark was staying in with you. but mark had to cancel for hero stuff, snapping at you when you called and begged him to come home—you were scared. he was sure you were just anxious for not having your usual staff at your disposal, you'd be fine.

mark who went numb when he heard you'd been kidnapped by a stalker. then went ballistic trying to find you.

mark who arrived a little too late when he saw you'd been... altered by the sick mind who snatched you from the comfort of your own home. you're unconscious as he carries you back home and he can't stop blaming himself.

bro idk i hate this but i literally can't stop thinking about it

[pianoblood]

I want that, BADLY.

Mark x reader x eve 😗

I haven’t seen that yet omg

[eternalera]

i will forever hate how they downplay atom eves powers in invincible. like she can do SO MUCH, she could've turned conquest's METAL ARM into dust or have it rust, she could've made the air denser SO MANY MORE TIMES or like with the water!! she could do SO MUCH and i hate that they never do that in the show. like i get that she is kinda op and they dont want that to ruin the show but give my girl some other moves besides her pink glass thing- she deserves it </33

[rexmark]

just a glimpse into my twisted mind

[dayundying]

And tasering doesn't hurt, btw

[elvenitalian]

i know i mainly post dungeon meshi but invincible is my favorite show ever.. happy s3!!! :D