#honestly madam web might be better

[cairfrey]

So, I'm watching The Crow (2024) and as a long time fan of the original and the source material I thought I'd share my 2 cents.

First of all, let's get my overall review out of the way. It's bad.

Good things

Bill Skarsgärd. Honestly, he's really good. He would have been a really good Crow if the film wasn't awful.

The fight scenes. What few we have are good, and I like the creative way he kills some of the people in the opera house.

The soundtrack. It's got some bangers in it.

Everything else

The story. There is so much unnecessary bullshit in this film. We don't need 45 minutes of backstory to their relationship. That's not why we're watching The Crow. We're watching it for bloody murder. Backstory is happy couple, brutally murdered, guy comes back from the dead to avenge her.

The bad guy. So there's demons now? Every Crow film that leaned into a Supernatural villain sucked, and this is no exception.

Bill's hair. It's just so fucking stupid.

The mysterious stranger. Unnecessary and pointless.

The script. The first film wasn't going to win any awards for writing, but oh God the writing in this is just so bad.

The motivation. Without spoiling it too much, that is not why The Crow does what he does.

CGI Crows. I heard that studios use CGI animals because animal trainers have unions, and CGI artists don't. I hate seeing unnecessary CGI animals.

The Ending. No spoilers, but it actually ends worse than you'd expect.

Verdict

It honestly feels like every studio just got fed up of promising a Crow reboot and keeping it in development hell that they just released something to be done with it. Now I'm going to watch the original (1994) version to get the taste out my brain.

Where does it place in the rankings?

It is not a good film. It is not a good Crow film. But it's far from the worst.

1- The Crow (1994)

2- The Crow: Salvation

3- The Crow: Stairway to Heaven

4- The Crow (2024)

5- The Crow: City of Angels

A big fucking gap that makes the mariana trench look shallow

6- The Crow: Wicked Prayer

[tearsofthefilmreviews]

I AM A FAN OF MADAME WEB AND HERE’S WHY - REVIEW

Madame Web is perhaps the most controversial and hated of Sony’s attempts into this universe. I went into this hoping to like it, but having in the back of my head that I might not. My friend predicted a 2/10 or 8/10 from me…and let’s just say it definitely came out in the higher end of things for me. I’ll start this review off with the main negative that loses the film points, and then get into the great stuff it has to offer, and why I think it is an overhated film.

Without further ado…

-The Main Negative-

Our villain, Ezekiel, is the main cost of points. This is mainly due to writing issues with him and the performance being the most lacking of the film, and his vocals feeling too overdramatized. It feels off at times and serviceable otherwise. This is my main criticism of the film, and caused a decent chunk of point loss due to it. There isn’t much else to say in this respect besides the villain overall is messily handled compared to the rest of the film. It’s unfortunate, but it didn’t ruin the film for me whatsoever; it just made it not a 9/10.

-The Technicals-

Before getting into the narrative and acting, I want to touch on the filmmaking aspects of Madame Web. There are a lot of interesting shots and visual effects employed through the film; particularly, whenever we see Cassie’s visions of the future playing out, as well as moments replaying themselves around her, I thought it was very visually interesting and engaging, and really sold the chaos that she must be feeling as this all goes on, and the deja vu that is remarked on. It was honestly one of my favourite aspects of the film, and I am happy it was used to its potential and not just discarded after one use; we see many moments like this through the film. I’ll go into detail on two scenes in particular and why I thought they were executed fantastically.

(Diner Scene)

This scene is one of the highlights of the film, as is the other scene I’ll get into below. The diner scene has both its moments that felt great, and also some quite funny moments. A chunk of it is to the tube of Britney Spears, and there’s what feels like a clearly intentional hilarity to this big, dramatic fight sequence happening with a pop song in the background. I also thought the cinematography during this scene was great, and the transition when Cassie gets stabbed is honestly super satisfying visually. It is another great example of the future sight and rewind powers being used to great effect, and it also uses the setting in a good way. It’s also the prime example of Cassie starting to really come into her powers, as she changes the future that she herself witnessed and participated in; changing the timeline of the web that she and the girls are in. I also really like the lighting in this sequence, between the dark forest roads and the diner itself, the atmosphere of each location is sold clearly. This goes for the whole film as well.

(Metro Scene)

This scene is also excellent, and is a fantastic showcase of the editing prowess in the film. Its mind-bendy in such a fun way. In particular I am talking about when Cassie and the girls are all on the train, and Cassie is seeing the girls dying over and over, as they get on and the conflict begins to kick into gear. It really does a wonderful job of showing how chaotic it is at first for her, having these visions of the future, as things are much more fragmented here than say, in the climax. The train passes by multiple times, people repeating lines and sitting, visions of the deaths…it all blends into a great, chaotic inciting incident as Cassie’s responsibility becomes the girls’ safety. The scene is one of the better ones from Ezekiel too, as is the above diner scene.

(More technical details)

I think there are a lot of interesting - and sometimes funny - shots and editing moments in the film. In particular, the funniest moment has to be the dramatic setup to Cassie trying to climb on walls like a Spidey, only to slump down along the wall to the floor, the dramatic music cutting out as she does so. The film has a very solid script in my opinion; a couple of moments that falter, but they are very few and far between. I really like a lot of the cinematography of scenes in general; it looks very nice, and is visually engaging. There’s many great stills from this film that I can pick out easily, and will definitely apply as wallpaper and profile pictures sometime in the future, when more become easily available online. I really like the visual style the film is able to keep throughout, particularly aided by the cinematography and editing, as well as very solid colour grading.

i think that Sony finally got super-suits down well in this film; they all look very good and fit the characters well…Julia’s in particular, and Ezekiel’s is honestly quite good-looking as well.

Overall the film is fantastic in the technical department, and is directed quite well save for a couple of oddities with the lesser performances, described below.

-Narrative and Performances-

First off, let us get the obvious out of the way. Dakota Johnson absolutely kills this role throughout, and I also especially enjoyed the performances of Sydney Sweeney, Isabela Merced, and Celeste O’Connor, though out of the three the show-stealer is definitely Sydney, who nails the awkward, geeky personality. Costuming was also on point all around; I really liked Cassie’s outfits for the whole film, and Julia’s sweater getup is gorgeous. But yes, they carry the film to upper heights with their portrayals of these characters, and Dakota Johnson continues to cement herself as a great actor. She brings a great energy to the film. Also, I do need to mention that again, Ezekiel’s performance is the weakest, followed by Ben Parker, who doesn’t do much and is more just fine than negative-leaning.

As for the narrative itself, I honestly do quite like the direction they took it. It is interesting and fun, and also really develops Cassie’s character very well, as well as those of the girls. It is to the film’s benefit that they didn’t give the girls their powers yet, because it allowed us to explore their characters before they even have that concept in their heads, as well as truly leaving more room for Cassie’s character development and coming filly into her powers by the climax. Not having the same physical strength sort of powers, Cassie has to be quite clever about solving the conflict since she cannot do a physical fight, and I thought that the filmmakers pulled that off super well; she absolutely outsmarts the villain, and I liked the fact that her powers, while incredibly powerful, aren’t all she needs to win the day. She has to think on the dot as well, and really shows how far she comes from the beginning to the end. She becomes more open as a person as well, less awkward in the ending than she is in the beginning, something that Julia comments on after their initial escape. I also found the moment where Cassie sees her mother’s past very touching, especially when she gets to hug her mother. I do also want to touch on the resolution of the film, and in particular, the moment where the girls revive Cassie after she falls into the water and is blinded. It’s a very well-formed moment, and also a strong foreshadowing example; earlier in the film, Cassie taught them CPR, and it comes into play in a strong way by the end. Thematically the film’s mainly about controlling your fate, and having agency in your life. It also makes a clear connection between its main characters besides simply being acquainted; they have all gone through some form of familial hardship, and are able to further their bond because of that. The girls, while maintaining their agency, also learn to think before they act, particularly forwarded by the diner scene.

I really liked the tone that the film had throughout. It’s very engaging, while having fun and funny moments in there as well. The film, to me, really all comes together through the different aspects of it, and makes for a great experience with a compelling lead and interesting narrative that uses the Marvel universe well. I also consider this film overhated, a term I don’t use very lightly. It has so much going for it that films like Venom and Morbius never had, so that fact it is being compared to those (in a way that’s despite them being made by the same company) is kind of crazy to me, let alone being called worse than Morbius. Dakota Johnson’s performance alone makes this film better than the rest by a lot, in my opinion. I know I will be in the minority to be so positive towards Madame Web, and I am fully fine with it, because I do genuinely like so damn much about this film.

-Cassie-

I do wish to get into Cassie’s character before closing off this review. Cassie is a very interesting character, and the way she discovers her powers is intricately linked to it all. She discovers them when she quite literally dies, and begins to see everything in the future, including much foreshadowing for the film itself. She’s both selfless and reserved; her occupation involves saving and helping lives, yet she is quite awkward when appreciation is shown for it. She also has her priorities straight in her head though; she saves the girls and helps protect them despite being initially frustrated with the turn of events. She scolds them after the diner scene for getting themselves into danger, but its at that point that we see how much she clearly has come to care for them, despite her frustrations. She defeats the villain not just with her powers, but with her own cleverness that she demonstrates throughout the film.

-Conclusion-

Overall, Madame Web is a film I am very happy with, and it held up wonderfully on the rewatch. There’s a lot that I like about it in the technical side as well as the narrative side, and though it isn’t perfect, the lead performances along with the other strong aspects - particularly cinematography, narrative and editing - make this the best Sony Universe film, and a great film in its own right. Interesting ideas and characters as well. I’m a fan!

8.2/10 —> 4.1/5

[destinyc1020]

Oh, please, it's not as if Finn's Ghostbusters movies are better than recent Marvel movies. The fact that Marvel and Disney agreed to slow down production, delaying or cancelling most of their projects show that they understand that they couldn't keep doing business as usual. Feige was overextended plus there are cycles in which the public gets tired of certain genres. Then a few years later, interest peaks again. And Spidey remains the most popular superhero globally (based on merchandise sales). The only Marvel movie that will be released this year is Deadpool 3 and I expect it to do very well

That said, Spidey has the problem of the split custody and of Sony developing really bad movies in the live action Spidey universe recently like Morbius and Madame Web. I would understand if Tom decides not to sign up immediately to the next installment if what's offered to him is a mess. The most power he has in dealing with these multi billion $ companies is to be willing to walk away. Then they may offer something better for him in a few years. Frankly I think it's highly likely that he may film Uncharted 2 before SM4 because Wahlberg already said that he was sent a script. The first movie also set up the grounds for the sequel. It's not controlled by 2 separate studios with wildly different agendas and we know Tom has a producer credit on them

Lol, well, the Ghostbusters franchise has usually done pretty well actually with audiences.

They may not be critic darlings, but for the most part (aside from some of the films), the audience members have typically enjoyed the films in this franchise going all the way back to the 80s. 🤷🏾‍♀️

But anyway, I definitely think it was a good idea for Marvel to scale back. I honestly think they were getting a little oversaturated. 👀

Sometimes, it's good to take a break for a few years, let your fans miss you and your films, and then come back with a strong bang again. Jmho.

I know Madame Web sucked (I saw that with my own eyes), but was Morbius really THAT bad? 👀 I'm almost afraid to ask lol 🫣

Anyway, the Spiderman films will be fine.... Like you said, it's one of the most popular comic book characters.

I don't think Tom should walk away, but if he did, I'm pretty sure it would be for a good reason.

I personally think Marvel and Sony would just hire a new actor for the role honestly if it ever came to that. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Sony for sure isn't going to put things on hold for another few years just coz Tom walks away. Hollywood is not loyal to any actor lol 😆 They'll just hire someone else.... for cheaper.

If the rumors are true however, it "seems" like they might already be filming SM4 starting in the fall of this year, so I'm not sure Tom would be filming "Uncharted 2" before he films spidey. That is, if we're to believe the recent rumors. 🤔

[wowifinallywatched]

Wow I Finally Watched Madame Web

*Spoiler Free* *Please keep in mind this is my personal thoughts and feelings, Just wanting to share love for stories, I am always open to discussions / being proven wrong / etc - It's what the internet is all about, just don't be an asshole about it :)*

This movie is a great start to a story that will flourish into many stories, It is the first step into a large staircase of a future filled with empowering characters that this generation and the future generations can look up to.

This movie has included representation of different cultures, roles, Heartbreaking issues we still face to this day and showcasing realities for a lot of teens instead of portraying the 'perfect home life' and the wish for an escape, to get away from that reality.

I'm also quite a softy for the 'Emotionally unavailable main character persists they don't have room in their heart for more but suddenly they have to look after these children and now they would give their life for them and hurt anyone that even breathed near them' trope

At the end of the day - Dry Humour, Loveable Characters, Another storyline the MCU can shed light on and bring to the mainstream world, What more could you want?

But I feel this movie would have done a lot better as a show.

It would have had more time to go through each individual storyline. Getting to find out more about Cassie's life growing up, getting to where she is now and her own mother. Seeing more of her travel to Peru and connecting to her heritage there, Where it all started. Getting to see more of the girls backstory's (I understand we'll probably see them in the future, but to fulfill that connection further now at this point and time would be amazing, making us long for another movie etc). Everything felt like they got only half of their stories really shown - I understand Marvel is good for setting up the future, But I feel there could have been more time put into opening up this new storyline for the MCU and letting us take more time to connect to these characters.

In also saying that, I absolutely love all of them and would do anything for them. Especially Ben, I'm number 1 Ben protector I love him.

From a technical side of Film making, I'm still taking some time to understand it. I'm not a Film maker (yet) but I do love studying films and I hope to one day be able to indulge in the world a little more officially, But the way this movie was actually filmed intrigued me.

This feels like one of Marvel's more Drama (+ Dry humour of course) focused movies. It has that character, that heart, but this story, the stories within it and the reason for Cassandra becoming Madame Web to begin with, Her origin, The villain - It leans a little more on the Drama and darker side of things.

I think that's why the sudden quick zooms, whether on someone's face or an action shot felt a little out of place. In this day and age, those type of shots are normally attributed with Comedy shows like Brooklyn Nine Nine, The office etc. but in saying that - Who says that's all they should be related to?

Just because something is different doesn't make it automatically bad.

I think a huge part of Film making is pushing the boundaries and taking chances, Otherwise how do you know what might happen?

It is also hard to portray the abilities Cassie has without making things messy or complicated, I honestly think they did it really well! You could tell when Cassie came back to reality, but in that moment of her vision, you couldn't tell the difference. This may seem confusing, but it's actually quite clever. It sucks you in, You're on that ride with Cassie as she's figuring things out, Just like she is.

When it comes to camera shots going from Drama, Action, Zoom ins and different angles, It could have been a little smoother. But that's from a viewer standpoint, At the end of the day I am not an expert and I don't know the reasons behind each shot. I would be intrigued to see how I would feel watching it again, now that I know the story and understand what's happening, whether anything would change?

I think with more screen time, this movie would have been even better, and while it's not my favourite Marvel movie (Sorry guys, I'm a big softie for the Og movies or pretty much anything that involves Captain America, Moon Knight, Zemo or Korg or...Okay I just love the whole franchise) I would watch it again and am excited to see what the future holds for this story!

With all the set ups we've been getting for the next phase, it's all very exciting.

Also Dakota Johnson is absolutely gorgeous so that's an instant win.

I can't wait to see the future this story holds.

[elysiadjarin]

Day 3: Dacryphilia

Jesse Cromeans may be a ruthless killer, but at home with you? You’re the one in charge. And especially those days when you’re annoyed at how long he’s been gone and he comes back so desperate for your attention… well. You did so like to see him cry.

Day 3 of Kinktober has arrived! I actually think I discovered some things about myself writing this one, so y’all enjoy. 😂 Find my Kinktober Masterlist here.

Warnings: Minors DNI, this is 18+ content only. This one is a slasher x reader fic, so please beware of mentions of murder and assault as part of the territory, though nothing is explicitly mentioned. PinV unprotected sex, dacryphilia, desperation, cumplay.

Tags: Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull) x reader, slasher x reader, yandere!reader, soft femdom, sub/dom themes

Paint Splatters over Canvas

It was rather funny, really.

You scrolled through your phone, ignoring the giant man standing in the doorway of the room staring at you. Jesse had always made a point of never touching you without your permission. A way for him to separate the meaningless victims of his murderous hobby with you, his wife, his everything. And while of course your relationship stayed perfectly strong, you well aware of his hobby and he well aware of your own tendencies… it did sometimes backfire on him in the best worst ways.

Like now. When you were annoyed with him because he’d been gone an entire day later than he’d promised, extra dark web cash be damned. A promise was a promise, and it wasn’t as though he’d needed the money. He did have a perfectly legal and highly successful business, after all. So shouldn’t you have come first?

You liked revenge cold, playing the long game; something you had in common with Jesse. And today, you certainly had plans put in place for said revenge. Which, for the time being, meant ignoring Jesse. You had plenty to occupy you, from communications for the business to just working on your own projects. Still, you’d made sure to be just nonchalant enough to let him know that it was all so… deliberate.

Jesse shuffled in the doorway, clearly wanting your attention but knowing better than to think any sort of demanding would get him anywhere. He’d learned the hard way that at home, his power over subordinates decidedly did not apply to you. When you didn’t give him any response, he hovered for a moment, clearly trying to decide on what to do next.

You knew how he would get after a mission. Needy. Wanting. Starved for attention and affection from you. Pent up for days, probably thinking about you every spare moment between takes.

With a hum, you typed out a message on your phone before standing and heading for the doorway. You briefly looked up to see him as you brushed past in the doorway. “Oh, hi, Jesse,” you said, giving him a brief, distracted smile. “I’m off to get ready for a meeting with a client.” You headed for the bedroom, already thinking about your next steps.

You could hear him following behind you, could almost feel the mounting despair as he started to realized what was happening. Why you had used his name instead of the usual love, darling. His shoulders hunched, and you could see his face twist as he clearly tried to think of what to do. He already knew that you’d have your revenge however you wanted: apologies would be expected but certainly wouldn’t get him any closer to mercy.

Walking into the bedroom, you headed straight for the bathroom to start preparing. Jesse still trailed along behind you like a forlorn, helpless puppy, and you swore you could almost hear him let out a small whine. Pausing for a moment in front of your vanity, you dialed your friend’s number and set it to speaker, putting it down on the countertop and sitting in front of the mirror.

You tied your hair up and reached for your cosmetics, beginning the process as the phone dialed. Your friend picked up quickly, already in on your plan thanks to your texting. She always approved of your payback plans.

Bestie! I thought you said you had to prepare for the meeting? I mean, yknow, not that I don’t like hearing from you. She cheerfully teased over the phone.

You smiled. “Well yeah, I just sat down to do my makeup. But I mean, we did say we were going to talk about the party for little Jacen this weekend, and what better time than now? You can help me pick out an outfit once I’m done,” you cajoled, noticing how Jesse sat on the edge of the jacuzzi bathtub, unabashedly staring at you. He always had loved watching you get ready for an event. Not that you minded.

Fair enough. Your best friend admitted readily. But seriously, you didn’t have to go all out for Jacen like this. She half scolded. It’s so much!

You laughed lightly, the creamy foundation smoothing across your skin. “Oh c’mon, he’s my adorable little nephew in all but name. He deserves to get spoiled by his doting Aunt, let me have my fun,” you wheedled, knowing she would cave.

She sighed over the receiver. I swear, girl, you could convince anyone into anything.

“Or maybe I’m just your weakness, Miss Mara,” you teased back. The soft brush in your fingers blended the contour onto your face, and you smiled as you glanced at the phone. “But anyway, did you manage to figure out what he might want for a birthday present? Or are we going with my original idea to let him loose in a mall?”

Oh, no, you are so not buying him everything he points at. I’d never get him to not be a spoiled brat if I let you.Mara snorted. I’ll text you what I figured out, he seems to be pretty fixated on it right now.

“Ugh, fineeee,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. “But I’m going to at least get him that adorable motorized scooter I showed you before. He’s going to look so cute riding around in it.”

Fair enough I suppose. Better than the mall idea— wait, did you just get me to agree to something extravagant by threatening something so ridiculous—

“Anyway,” you interrupted blithely, “did you send out invitations to everyone?”

Yep, and I got back all the RSVPs. Speaking of which, I thought you said that you were meeting with the CEO of some business tonight? What’s that all about? I know you, you normally don’t like dealing with people.

You sighed. “Well, I guess the cat’s out of the bag a little.” You pouted, reaching for the eyeshadow and liner. “Jesse was supposed to be back yesterday, but since he wasn’t I had to reschedule, and I promised to personally meet with the CEO in order to smooth over ruffled feathers. But besides that… I wanted to be there personally to see my best friend and her husband’s house finally paid off for their fifth anniversary.”

A pause. Then a screech that made you grin. You’re not serious! Babes, no, wait—

“No use protesting!” You said cheerfully, waving your brush. “It’s already been practically settled. Besides, you both need to start saving up for Jacen’s college funds. We did have the agreement that I’d open the doors to whatever college he wanted instead of just paying for it,” you reminded.

Ugh, I don’t know if I want to smack you or hug you, you sly little— Mara groaned. Wait till I tell Damien, he won’t know what hit him. She laughed. Thank you. You know how much it means to us. I won’t scold.

“Good.” You nodded. “And you know I’ll take care of you.”

She sighed. Never doubted it. So, how’s the process?

You hummed, pursing your lips as you finished the eyeshadow and grabbed the mascara. “About to do mascara, then all I have left is the lipstick. But shouldn’t I wait till we pick a dress before I actually pick a color?”

Probably. What’s the mood? You going for boss ass bitch, sultry Queen, or mysterious vampire lady? Amusement laced Mara’s voice.

“You’re not even in my house and yet you walked in and called me out to my face,” you said dryly, earning laughter. Jesse, you saw in the mirror, tilted his head with a small smile playing over his lips. He’d quietly observed the whole processes, eyes fixed on your face.

Only cause I love you. So, show me the closet, girl! Oh, show me your makeup first tho so we got reference.

You picked up the phone as you finished, turning on the camera so she could see your makeup sans the lipstick. She whistled, eyebrows wriggling teasingly as she grinned.

Oh, so mysterious vampire queen it is. She smirked. Closet. Though I do have the feeling that we’re going to be choosing a gorgeous red lipstick.

“Yes ma’am,” you answered, standing and heading for your closet. You heard Jesse stand and follow behind you, and stifled a smile. Flipping the camera, you started to flip through the racks of dresses. “Does that mean we’re leaning towards a black dress?”

Hmm, probably. Actually, how about one of your sleek black ones? The one with like, barely any frills and only a tiny bit of lace at the top. Off the shoulder. If you’re gonna try to assert dominance, probably drawing attention to your mouth and hands is the best way to go.

You tilted your head at the hangers, then nodded. “You’re right. Especially if I go for the red lipstick. I could also honestly use a glass of wine during that meeting,” you sighed.

Mara snickered. Blood in a wine glass? How stereotypical of you, madame.

“You hush, drama queen,” you said dryly, finding the dress she’d described and pulling it out.

Ooh, that’s the one! And I know you have that one crimson shade of lipstick that I always say looks vampiric.

You went back to the vanity and set the phone down, pretending to not notice that it showed Jesse standing in the doorway, clearly staring at you. You slid your shirt off, careful not to smudge any makeup, then slipped out of your pants and reached for the dress. Smoothing it over your front to get rid of any wrinkles, you sat back down and tilted the camera back to yourself, reaching for the lipstick.

“This one, right?” You waved it in front of your face.

Yep! That dress is stunning, by the way. Oh, and what are you doing with your hair?

“Ugh, I don’t really wanna bother too much with it, so I figured I’d go with the… messy, loose waves.” You shrugged, applying the lipstick.

Mara snorted. I think you mean, ‘sorry I’m late I was doing things’ while ignoring Jesse staggering behind you clearly radiating ‘I’m things’ energy.

You half-choked, laughing despite yourself. “Mara-! Seriously!”

She rolled her eyes at you. I’m just saying it like it is. But you go girlie, you look bomb. She laughed. Blow them all away. Be the boss bitch you are. A noise in the background interrupted her. Oop, that’s my cue. I gotta go, text me though okay?

“Will do, tell Damien and Jacen hi for me.” You smiled and hung up, finishing fluffing your hair. Standing, you grabbed the phone and headed for the door. “The meeting is in five minutes,” you remarked to Jesse as you passed him in the doorway. “If you want to join.”

You saw him type on his phone, the text to speech translator sounding a moment later. May I be there with you?

You flashed him a warm smile, as though you weren’t at all deliberately enacting revenge. “Of course! I’d love to have you there. Let’s go.” With a little hum, you headed towards the stairs.

Your phone pinged with a message. Girl, I swear he was drooling. You’re so mean sometimes. Not that he didn’t deserve it.

You suppressed a laugh, replying with one hand as your other slid down the bannister to guide you down the staircase. You know it. Mission so far successful. Wish me luck, I’m about to go into this meeting.

You looked up as you got to the bottom of the stairs, seeing an assistant waiting with the guest. The assistant bowed politely. “May I introduce Mr. Trace, CEO of Finley Bank.”

Giving the assistant a nod, you turned to Mr. Trace. “Greetings, Mr. Trace. Welcome! Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I do apologize for the delay,” you said, taking charge and sweeping towards the parlor.

He followed after automatically. “Of course, Mrs. Cromeans,” he answered, quickly recovering from his moment of bewilderment.

You motioned to a chair, sitting on the velvet couch across the coffee table. “Please, please, have a seat,” you said, keeping the easy smile on your face. “Can I get you a drink? Anything at all?”

He blinked, sitting down and setting his briefcase next to him. “Ah— thank you. I’d appreciate a scotch on the rocks if it’s available.”

“Of course,” you said easily, nodding to the maid standing nearby. “A red wine for me, please.” You smiled at Jesse as he sat next to you. “Your regular?” you asked sweetly. At his nod, you turned back to the maid. “And a glass of dry white.”

She bowed and went to go fetch the drinks.

“I’m sure you have plenty of other things to do, Mr. Trace,” you said smoothly, “so I’ll not take any more of your time than necessary. Of course, as I said, I’d like to discuss several things with you…”

Twenty minutes later found you leaning against the arm of the couch, feet propped up beside you as you swirled the last dregs of the red wine, tapping the glass with your fingernails. The CEO had long since emptied his scotch, and Jesse was on his second glass. His fingers kept clenching around the flute of his glass every time your feet brushed against his thigh.

“Of course,” Trace said with a nod, jotting down the final notes on the paperwork. “Easily managed. Are there any other details you would like to add or anything else to discuss?” He looked up at you.

Your tactics of firm politeness and the scotch seemed to have worked their charm, and you’d been able to rather easily dominate the flow of the interaction. Not to mention, Mara had been right about appearances clearly setting a tone. Trace seemed to be studiously avoiding eye contact with either you or Jesse.

“Not at all, Mr. Trace,” you said, a pleased note in your voice. “I’m rather pleased at how everything has turned out. We do so value your business, you know.” You tilted the glass in your fingers. “Shall I sign the papers?”

“At your leisure.” He slid them across the table toward you.

You slowly uncurled yourself like a lazy feline, straightening yourself and leaning over to set the glass down on the table. Grasping the pen, you slowly signed your name on the papers, eyes glancing over the print to ascertain that everything was in order. Shuffling through the papers, you finally set the pen down.

Trace took them back, glancing through them before nodding. “Everything seems to be in order.” He slid them back into his briefcase. “Thank you as always for your business, Mrs. Cromeans, Mr. Cromeans.”

You nodded, and Jesse stood, setting his glass down. You rose as well, sliding your arm into the crook of his elbow as he automatically adjusted for you. “And thank you for your help, Mr. Trace,” you answered easily. “I do hope you have a productive rest of the day. Do be safe out there.”

He nodded as the assistant returned to escort him out. “Same to you.”

With a hum, you absently patted Jesse’s arm and let yours slide out of his grasp, drifting towards the stairs again. “Oh, I need to go tell Mara it’s all confirmed. Besides, this dress is only comfortable for so long,” you remarked, pulling out your phone again.

Guess who completely owns their house now? You texted Mara, smiling. And your tactics worked, I think dominance was asserted.

You waltzed into the bedroom, headed straight for the closet. “Jesse, are you hungry? I think the food I ordered should have arrived by now, it should be in front of the TV. Maybe pick a movie? I still have a few messages to send.”

You changed into a comfortable black babydoll nightdress, sighing in relief as the silk slid over your skin. It was far more comfortable, and you could feel yourself finally starting to relax after the pent-up tension of the meeting. You really did hate dealing with people, especially ones like the CEO.

Your phone buzzed as you went to go pick it back up. You are literally the best. Now go finish seducing Jesse while I go figure out how to make this news sexy.

Stifling a snort, you went to go wipe your makeup off and wash your face. You could hear the sounds of the TV starting in the bedroom, so you took one more glance in the mirror before heading out into the room, still tapping at your phone. You still had to finish some arrangements for Jacen’s birthday, after all, and your revenge was still percolating.

Jesse’s head turned as soon as you approached the couch in front of the TV. You ignored the way he froze, sliding onto the couch and tucking your feet under a soft blanket. Sending off another message, you set it beside you and reached forward to grab a tray, pulling it into your lap.

“I figured you might not want anything too heavy since you just got back, so I kinda just made a guess and ended up ordering too much…” You frowned at the myriad of food laid out over the table. “Sorry, Jesse… I don’t even know if this is what you want—“

The text to speech cut you off. The food is fine, thank you. I’m sorry for being late. I know I can only make excuses, but I am sorry. Can I make it up to you?

A frown touched your lips as you picked up your spoon, still not looking at him. Your fingernails tapped against the screen of your phone. “Jacen asked the other day if Uncle Jesse would be at his party. I told him I didn’t know, but I’d ask.”

He quickly typed. Of course, if he asked for me, I’ll be sure to be there. His fingers paused, then he slowly typed again, as though hesitating. I got you a present while I was gone.

You hummed, swallowing your food and picking your phone back up. “He’ll be happy to hear it. And thank you for the present.” You sent a message to tell Mara that Jacen’s wish had been granted.

Jesse practically fidgeted as he ate, the movie playing in the background. You could feel his eyes slide from the screen to you, could almost hear the wheels in his head frantically turning. The tension in every line of his body was obvious, his movements stilted and jerky. He practically twitched every time you so much as moved.

Finally, you set down the tray, grabbing a mint to refresh your mouth. Shifting to get more comfortable, you angled yourself towards him a little more. You snitched a piece of food from his plate, letting out a hum as you smiled down at Mara’s message. If possible, Jesse stiffened even more, his fingers clenching so hard around his spoon that it even bent a little in his grasp.

A crumb fell from your fingers onto the lace edge of your nightgown, and you let out a quiet noise of protest as you looked down. Your fingers brushed against the top of your breast, brushing off the crumb. Sticking your finger in your mouth, you typed out a message in response to another conversation. With a sigh, you looked up and glanced over Jesse’s shoulder to see the lamp on the table next to him. Night had fallen, and shadows fell over the room.

Stirring yourself, you sat up, setting your phone down for a moment. “Can I turn on the lamp? I don’t wanna get up for the lights,” you said, starting to lean across him. Almost thoughtlessly, you placed your hand on his thigh and put your weight on it, reaching over his body on your hands and knees to pull at the cord on the lamp. The light clicked on, just as a low keening sound came from Jesse.

Your head tilted at the sound, and you turned to look up at his face. It was your turn to freeze.

Jesse’s face had crumpled, his soft green eyes literally awash with tears. His hands were clenched at his sides, his chest heaving with hitching breaths as he struggled to control his expression. The tears welled in his eyes, and faint color had splashed across his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

Slowly, a smile crossed your lips as you stared up at his face. Leaning back, you tilted your head, licking your lips. “Oh, look at you,” you breathed. “You made all the little piggies cry, Jesse. But maybe it’s your turn, hmm?” Your eyes flickered down to the way his entire body trembled, every muscle taut and strained.

You moved, sliding your entire body into his lap to straddle his waist and face him. Crossing your arms under your chest, you stared into his face. “I don’t know… you broke your promise, though.” Your eyebrow raised at him, and he let out another hoarse whimper. Tears slid down his cheeks, his mouth opening for shuddering breaths.

He shook his head, lips trembling as he lifted one hand and signed. Sorry. Please. Sorry. His fingers spelled out your name.

Reaching up, you cupped his face in your hands. You leaned up, face drawing closer to his. “But I already accepted your apology, love,” you cooed, smiling. “You know what I think?” You slowly dragged your tongue across his tear tracks, your body flushing with heat at the taste of the bitter salt. “I think,” you murmured against his jaw, “that I like seeing you cry.”

Jesse’s breath hitched on a sob, more tears spilling down his cheeks. It was fairly intoxicating, seeing the giant man completely fall apart under you, trapped between his desperation and his personal standards. When you slid forward, your body pressing flush against him, another sob wrenched from his gritted teeth.

You decided for the moment to have a bit of mercy. Reaching down, you grasped his wrists and lifted his hands to your waist. His fingers instantly clenched in the silk babydoll dress, shaking as he grabbed at your waist. His entire body lurched forwards towards you, eyes fixed on your face.

You hummed softly, brushing a kiss to his jaw. “Your eyes are so pretty when they’re filled with tears, Jesse,” you purred, drawing his face closer to you. Still, you refused to kiss him, instead trailing your lips down his jaw, down to his throat. You opened your mouth against his neck, savoring the taste of his skin and the soft scent of his cologne.

Jesse’s trembling fingers jerked against your waist, and he slumped into you. His hands slid over your waist to your lower back, his touch practically reverent as he squeezed. His breaths came quick and fast, breaking occasionally on a sob. Every time you suckled or moved your lips, every time your hands slid down his shoulders, he gasped and shuddered, more tears dripping down his cheeks.

You slid your hands down, starting to unbutton his shirt. Your tongue dragged across his neck, and you felt the bulge in his pants throb against your thigh. “Isn’t this punishment fair, darling?” you cooed. “I only ask for a few tears, hmm? A front row seat to your pretty eyes?”

His head jerked, even though it wrenched another tortured sob from him. Despite the contact, you could feel his frustration mounting.

You pulled back, looking up at him as you finished unbuttoning his shirt. “Oh, you don’t think so?” Your fingers slid across his bared chest, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. “But isn’t this what you wanted? Me, paying attention to you?”

His gasps had turned ragged. His hips jerked, rutting up against your thigh. A strangled noise left his throat, his eyes squeezing shut. His grip on your waist threatened to leave fingerprints against your skin.

“No?” You bit your lip, raking your nails lightly against his chest. “Then what is it you want, hmm?”

His eyes flickered down to your lips, unconsciously licking his own. His fingers clenching, he pulled you down to grind against his cock, straining in his trousers. Pants fell from his mouth, and he kept glancing from your eyes to your lips.

You reached down, teasingly trailing your fingers down his chest and stomach. Unzipping his trousers, you looked up at his face and smiled as you traced one fingertip down the bulge in his underwear. His eyes fairly rolled back in his head, more tears streaming down his face afresh.

“Look at you, already such a mess,” you murmured, sliding your fingers into his underwear. The moment you wrapped a hand around his cock and slid up, you were rewarded with a guttural groan. He gritted his teeth, clearly struggling to stay still. With a soft laugh, you leaned up and brushed a kiss to his ear.

You tugged at his collar. “Why don’t you lie down for me?” you murmured.

He immediately complied, his hands still clamped around your waist as he turned and shifted up, lying down on the couch. He stared up at you, face still twisted in agony and desperation.

Lifting yourself a little, you tilted your head at him. “Take your pants off for me?”

He practically kicked his pants and underwear off in his haste. You guided one of his hands to the latch on the side of your own panties, giving him an amused smile and nod. His trembling fingers unlatched them, his chest heaving as he watched the black silk slide away from your skin. The moment you lowered back down onto him, his cock throbbed against you and his back arched.

Leaning forward, you hummed a pressed a kiss to his jaw. “Jesse, love,” you murmured. “Cry for me a little more?” You cupped his face in your hands, feeling your wetness coat his own length as you ground against his tip. But you deliberately kept shifting, not giving him any steady pressure.

Another broken whine came from him, and a few more tears slipped down his cheeks. Frustration scrunched his face, his neck mottled with red and flushing down to his shoulders and chest, making your white nail marks stand out. His hips jerked, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment.

“Is this what you want?” You pressed down against him again, feeling his cock slip against your wet folds teasingly.

His head jerked in a nod, almost violently. Tremors kept running through his arms, his body occasionally shuddering under you.

You leaned down and sucked his lower lip between yours. Your teeth nipped at his lip, and you finally slanted your mouth over his. Tears poured afresh down his cheeks as he desperately pulled at you, trying to get closer, kiss you more. You relented and let him, thumbs brushing against his jaw as you hummed softly into his frantic, pleading kisses. Without warning, you slipped your tongue between his lips, feeling his mouth part with alacrity. When you finally parted, his green eyes were glazed over with tears, hazily staring at you.

Then you smiled at him slyly. “I think you’ve deserved a little bit more,” you decided.

The moment you slid his tip into you, he choked. Saliva dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he squeezed his eyes shut, struggling for breath. His entire body froze, humming taut under you and his eyes sightlessly staring up at the ceiling.

You observed his wrecked expression, licking your lips with satisfaction. Rarely did Jesse ever fully submit to you like this, usually a brat. But tonight, you had absolute and utter control, and you intended to milk every last ounce of satisfaction out of it. The memories would fuel you for years of his utterly ruined expression, tears slipping down his cheeks as he drooled uncontrollably.

“So pretty, darling,” you purred, licking the tears from his cheek. You gave him another kiss, letting his hands wander over your waist and up your front. “So good for me. Do you think you can handle more?”

His eyes widened, breath quickening. He glanced down, then shook his head jerkily. Then nodded. Then shook his head.

You tilted your head. “Hmmm.” A wicked grin crossed your lips. “No? Oh, but I think you can,” your said, just as you lifted yourself and fully sheathed him inside you.

Jesse sobbed. His mouth opened, tongue lolling as he gasped. Tears poured down his cheeks from the mingled pleasurable pain and relief. His cock throbbed inside you, and his hands grasped desperately at your thighs. His entire body started to shake, arching.

You barely gave him time to adjust before you were already bouncing on him, hands braced against the back of the couch. Laughter spilled from your lips, delighted and cruel, as his hands scrabbled against your thighs, raking across your skin. Moans kept being torn from his throat, your name framed on his lips.

As soon as you angled your hips and brought your fingers down to ring tight circles on your clit, you hissed in pleasure. You pulsed around his cock, earning another helpless sob and wave of tears. He just hit that one spot inside you perfectly, again and again, until you bit your lip and moaned his name as you came around him. Your body clenched down on him, even as you kept fucking yourself through your orgasm.

More laughter spilled from your lips. “Are you gonna cum for me, Jesse, my pretty darling?” you asked breathlessly, purposely moaning his name. “Gonna cum inside me?”

The only warning you got from Jesse was another sob and the gritting of his teeth. His hands flew to your hips, slamming you down on him one more time before holding you there with an iron grip. Gasps tore from his mouth, his eyes trying to blink away tears as he stared up at you.

You hummed, caressing his hands and arms as you bit your lip in satisfaction. He kept pouring into you, his hips jerking once in a while and wringing a whimper from him. Finally, you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. His lips parted under yours weakly, chest heaving under your hands.

“Thank you, Jesse,” you cooed sweetly between kisses. “You’re so good to me, make me feel so good.” Your mind fuzzed with the pleasure of both your high and the sight of his tears.

He pushed up against you, kissing you fervently. Though he didn’t say a word, you could feel his thoughts through his drugged, sloppy kiss.

You giggled, teasingly clenching down on him one more time and earning a jerk and grunt. “And I forgive you. But don’t do it again, okay?”

Jesse’s calculating look as he clearly weighed the consequences made you roll your eyes but laugh. Maybe this one would turn out to backfire against you, next time.

You decided it was worth it.

[zhuilingyizhen]

angsty mdzs junior hcs

Because fluff is hard, and angst is right there.

Jingyi doesn’t flinch. It’s one of those weird things that only Sizhui probably noticed, bc who else?

The backstory is sad though. His parents never hit him, but there was a lot of emotional abuse (mostly his absent mother and drunkard of a father, but his dad was just an asshole, not necessarily abusive).

Then Lan Qiren ‘saved him’. Except it wasn’t much better then his before situation, because you can’t tell me that the Cloud Recesses is as completely good as they market it.

Because as much as I love forever annoyed granduncle LQR, a stone cold ‘emotions aren’t real’ Lan is much more realistic. Probably workohalics too. Too much work to do, and not enough time to do it cause of the sleep schedule.

Even if the Cloud Recesses genuinely did their best to treat all their students equally and with respect and not suppress their personalities, it’s still hard for Jingyi to learn in their environment.

Sizhui, on the other hand, thrives in it. Which gives LJY feelings of self-doubt.

But did you think that Sizhui was free of the angst?? Because if so, you were sorely mistaken.

Sizhui has had to work so. damn. hard.

Because he’s an outsider! He didn’t grow up there, he doesn’t know these people, doesn’t remember anything, and he sure as fuck doesn’t trust any of them.

Ofc, he’s a scared three year old. His guardian is still mourning his dead crush, and Sizhui is very much alone. He throws himself into learning, because he’s in debt to these people and has to do his best or else he’ll be a disappoint.

Sizhui thrives there because he has to, not because he just... does.

And honestly? It’s fine. He might not be happy at the Cloud Recesses, and he might miss home, even if he doesn’t remember where it is, but at least he isn’t completely alone. He has a father figure and a best friend, and that’s a little more than the bare minimum. 

Ughhh I don’t wanna give Zizhen angst, but life is life until your mom gets eaten by a spider-monster

Big time arachnophobe. Saw the spider choke his mom with webs, and Zizhen ran to get help. No one believed that Madame Ouyang actually got nom-nomed on (oh, the imagination of children) until they find the preserved corpse. 

As for jin ling, he has enough angst in canon. Leave him alone (for now).

[gwenpoolsaesthetic]

Study Break

For @madame-ree​, who asked “How do you think Wade would react to Peter being a mess of a college student, who procrastinated so badly that now he’s overworking himself because he’s also a perfectionist. First off, I really relate to this because I, too, am a perfectionist who loves to procrastinate (hence my fixating on this vs. doing any of the million other things I should be doing).  Secondly, I think Wade’s first reaction would be confusion. Like... this is impossible. Perfect Baby-Boy is perfect. Sure, Petey-Pie can be a little scattered sometimes, but it’s nothing compared to Wade’s swiss-cheese brain. The concept that Pete would mess up like this - would allow himself to fall this far behind - it never even occurred to Wade. And honestly he’s a little bit lost as to how to help. I mean, it’s certainly not as if he could do some of Pete’s homework for him. Even if Pete would allow that, which he wouldn’t because its cheating, Wade still isn’t smart enough to help. He knows that. He knows his baby is the brains of the operation. And the looks. Ok, AND the brawn but you don’t need to rub it in, damn! So he just stands there for a minute. Shocked. Confused. Because what can he do to help? And that... well that just makes matters worse, because Pete sees Wade looking all shocked, and he reads that shock as disappointment and it breaks his heart. Wade is disappointed in him. It makes sense. He’s usually disappointed in himself, he’s failed enough people that he’s tried to save - he’s used to being a disappointment - but Wade’s never been disappointed in him before. He tries not to let Wade see how much it hurts, but of course he does. He sees right away the hurt on Pete’s face and he’s there, in an instant wrapping his arms around Pete and kissing away the pain: “Shh... Hush, baby boy. It’s ok. We’ll figure this out.” Wade is holding him with one large hand, running the other through Pete’s hair, soothing him. “You’re smart, baby. You’re so smart. Don’t know what I would even do if I had half your brains rattling around in my head. And you take on so much, trying to save the world while bein’ in school. Studying, and Avenger-ing, and looking after my ugly mug. You’re allowed to take some time for yourself. It’s ok. We’ll figure it out.” Pete sniffles, blinking back tears. “It’s bad. I messed up.” “I mess up all the time.” Wade is holding him so close, whispering the words into his skin. “You always help me. I’m going to help you, ok?” Pete nods, sniffling again. “But there’s so much, Wade. I can’t do it. There’s no way...” “There’s always a way, Webs. That’s what you’ve taught me. We just gotta take it one step at a time, ok?” He presses a kiss into Pete’s soft, brown hair. “What did you tell me, huh? When I was tryin’ to be good and Yellow was drivin’ me up the walls? What did you say?” Pete mutters something into Wade’s chest. “What’s that, baby boy? Say it again, so that I can hear you.” “Write it down,” Pete repeats, only a little bit clearer. If Wade didn’t known what the right answer was, he might not have understood. He decides not to press it. “That’s right. You told me to write it down. To make a list of all the things I was going to try to do, and all the things I had to be careful not to do. Your list is easier, because you just gotta focus on what you’re going to do, ok? You don’t gotta worry about things like “don’t unalive anybody,” or “no replacing Stark Tech logos with the Bat-Signal.” “That was you?” Pete stares up at him wide-eyed. “That’s not really what matters, is it baby boy? What matters is you and what you need to get done to get back on track with school, right?”  Pete nods, and Wade is happy to see his eyes look a bit brighter.  He guides Pete to the couch, settling him down and squeezing his hand gently. Then he’s off, gathering supplies. A notebook and a pencil, and a glass of water because he knows his baby boy doesn’t drink enough. He’s always forgetting and getting dehydrated.  Together they make the list - what assignments are due and on what day - and then they build a schedule for getting them all done. And yeah, it’s a lot. Pete has a few late nights, but Wade stays up with him, bringing him water and snacks, and kissing his forehead gently. Never enough to distract. He doesn’t want to distract. And when Pete worries that “Everyone is going to notice that Spider-Man suddenly disappears around finals!!” Wade throws on the suit and swings out into the night, making sure to carefully follow the Spidey code of conduct of course. He wouldn’t do anything to make his precious baby spider look bad. And yeah, one jerk commented that he looked like he’d put on a little weight, but he figured overall people weren’t looking too closely at exactly what Spider-Man looked like. They were just happy to be saved. Wade checks in with Pete, making sure he’s staying on track and not getting distracted, but is taking enough breaks to rest his mind, and then... one evening...

Pete walks into the living room with a huge grin plastered on his face. And... oh... that’s nice. Wade hasn’t seen him smile like that in over a week.  “I’m done!” Pete announces. “That’s great!!” Wade cheers, grabbing his hand and pulling him into his lap. “I know that was a really hard project you had to finish, and I’m proud of you. What’s next.” “Nothing.” “What do you mean, nothing?” “I mean I’m done!” Pete pulls the list from his back pocket, and every single item has been checked off. “Like, done done. We did it!” You did it, baby boy. Not me.” “Uh-uh.” Pete shakes his head. “I couldn’t have done it without you, Wade.” “Well,” Wade smiles at him, something like pride bubbling up in his chest. “I’m just happy to help.” “Wade.”  Wade’s eyes snap to Pete’s at the change in his tone. It’s darker. His eyes have gone darker too, pupils blown out under hooded lids. “Wade. I know you were trying not to distract me. But...” “Yeah?” “But I miss you.”

“Oh, baby boy...” Wade leans in, kissing him the way he’s wanted to the past week and a half. He hasn’t wanted to distract. He hasn’t. But that doesn’t mean he hasn’t thought about it. How good his baby boy looked, sitting at his desk. How much better he’d look spread across it. Wade stands, one hand hooked under Pete’s ass, lifting the smaller man easily. Pete may be stronger than Wade - what with his spider-muscles and all - but Wade is still enhanced and Pete is still a scrawny little twink of a thing, so moving him around is no problem at all.  Pete gives a small whimper of confusion as Wade walks past the bedroom, moving instead to the small room that Pete uses as an office. “You’ve been working so hard,” Wade explains. “Probably got yourself hating this room. Let’s make some good memories to replace those stressful ones, huh?” (This takes place somewhere between chapters 14 and 15 of Once You Go Red)

[avatarconner]

About Kindred and The Order

With seeing my last post to you, with seeing how things are, with how Kindred and the Order are presented,do you still believe that it’s actually the holy grail as you abd webweilding try to claim it is? I mean, throughout the series, Kindred never even did much before his reveal. Beside a few of the things you’ve mentioned last time, Nick Spencer never bothered to make Kindres anything interesting. Nothing involving his character, his traits, his psychological issues,nothing that made the guy anything interesting. Nothing that could’ve expanded his story a bit before the reveal. All throughout he history kept saying how he’s gonna plan on something big and how he’s gonna do his things to Peter. But, he never did. Both you and webweilding say that he’s the best mystery since Hobgoblin but, he really isn’t. He never did anything that put him as interesting or mysterious as he should be. In fact, he wasn’t even subtle about his mystery the moment the absolute Carnage tie in happened. And after Kindred’s reveal, Nick Spencer revealed that he actually gave up on trying to put in a mystery the moment people guessed who he was. And with that, with how it’s presented, that’s just a Really unprofessional thing to do. And with how the latest issue turned out, it just played that we all don’t know who he is for some reason. 

I also like to talk about the Order Of The Web. Since their appearance, they claim to serve some importance to Peter. But, the thing is, they never did anything interesting. I mean, Miles, Gwen, and Julia are fine. But, the rest never did anything. Nothing that would serve any importance throughout. The best way this would’ve turned out better for them was if they brought in Kaine and Ben into this. But, for some reason, despite sharing the same issues as Peter and The Order,they never appeared. Not one appearance they made. I mean,you would think the two important Spiders of whok Norman caused trouble with would appear. But, they didn’t. Abd with them around, the dynamics between the Order would’ve been a lot more interested had Ben and Kaine argue with their morality and just delve into their psychology. Throughout, the story never gave us a reason for their absence in this. And throughout they should given us an explanation or something with them. 

For all the Stuff you said about Nick Spencer as well as other previous writers, you guys sure don’t seem to find anything here with Kindredabd the other two Spiders. 

Honestly? yes. 

Look I won’t pretend that the mystery is perfect, it’s not even the best mystery in fiction I’ve seen for Spider-Man (Spectacular’s Goblin twists are top for me) but I still think it has a good buildup. 

First thing we know is that Kindred knows Peter’s secret identity, meaning that only a few people alive could be him. In fact when Charlee Cooper appeared she was a suspect since she knew that Peter was Spidey and possibly could use tech like mysterio to simulate powers. Not to mention that her re-introduction is a parallel to Kindred’s introduction with his first words being off pannel, and her meeting MJ are shown off pannel.

It also works since, because it’s a comic, for the longest time Kindred could have been a SHE. 

Moving along we see that Kindred has a certain view of Peter when he reconciles with Felicia. He’s angry because Peter’s pulled another person into the insane life that peter leads, endangering someone else (that comes into play later). I also want to point out a little something here, when we see all the photos of Kindred’ targets in his tomb, Superior Spider-Man is there....clearly Spencer was either uninformed, or Gage just didn’t bother to tell anyone, that Superior Spider-Man would be wrapped up in his own book (Thank god). 

After this the next big appearance is in Hunted, while Peter has a feaver dream of someone killing MJ, Kindred is in her home watching over her. Peter senses something is wrong and rushes home to find MJ fine, Kindred tells him that he’ll never hurt MJ or the people he loves, because Peter will do that himself. 

This is where Kindred’s motivation and dislike for Spider-Man becomes clear, he believes that Peter endangers those around him by being Spider-Man and needs to be stopped.

The next thing we learn is huge since its from Mysterio, a character who Died (not in Spider-Man but Guadian Devil by Kevin Smith) and came back to life in Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man by Peter David when Pete’s ID was out and the second Mysterio (surprisingly another Kevin Smith creation) targeted the school he worked at. He’s asked the big question that no one ever bothered to answer. How did Mysterio come back to life?

Beck explains that he went to hell and there he was tutored by a Demon and eventually brought back to life to do as the demon said. This is the biggest clue since this means that Kindred is someone who is dead, knows who Peter is, and cares about the people around him. This narrows the pool of suspects down considerably.

Then we get to absolute Carnage tie in, which for a moment I want to just praise spencer for making a fucking Tie in to an event that he had no writing control in both engaging for that event and tie into his own story in Spider-Man. Tie ins suck for the most part and he managed to make his relate to the story he was telling, that’s clever.

Anyway in Absolute Carnage, we learn that kindred has ties to Norman Osborn based on the talk they have with each other, and Norman knows who knidred is. We also learn that both Kindred and Peter were present at a welcome home party for Harry Osborn which had a bunch of old Spidey friends in attendance including Gwen, Flash, Randy, and others.

And then we get to Sins Rising, where he summons Sin Eater back from the dead so that he can set things in motion while Peter is at a low point with MJ being gone.

We later larnthat the goal of Sin Eater was to gather the Sins of Spider-Man’s villains and use them to turn the Order of the Web into monsters, which Peter feels resposnible for and offers up his own life in exchange for theirs, because of course he would. And Kindred knows this.

Kindred is thoughtful, minipulative, and knows Peter. So it absolutely makes sense why it’s Harry.

Before Harry died in SPSM 200, he made Peter’s life hell because he thought he was responsible for all the suffering in their lives, his dad dying, Gwen, her dad, and he just dogged Peter as much as he could. Your considering that Kindred is a brand new character when he’s the evolution of another character we know, Harry Osborn. That’s his History, there’s all his psychological issues. That’s the mystery, which character could Kindred Be? You figure out everything once you figure that out.

He kept saying he had a plan and he does! We’re in the middle of it! The endgame is still unclear but you can’t say you hate a story until it’s finished. 

What made Harry’s reveal so shocking was that....well, Harry’s alive! He has been since OMD. And he’s been a good guy! I’ll be honest I thought Kindred was going to be Flash Thompson since he ticks off a lot of boxes except for going to hell, he was hero but I figured that maybe someone (mehpesto) wanted to screw with him? But no, Harry Makes complete and total sense.

As for the Order of the Web, I’M ACTUALLY TOTALLY WITH YOU ON THAT!!!! 

Anya, Jessica, and Julia have nothing to do with Spider-Man, and all they really do is dilute the brand. Gwen should honestly stay in her own universe where she came from but Marvel took the wrong lesson from Spiderverse and such again so now she’s going to college at ESU......on earth 616....despite having an entire world of her own which SHE FUCKING LIVES ON. She’s trying to be like Miles is now, but can’t be because Gwen being dead is one of those things you don’t touch.

Silk also.......I feel bad, people like her but fucking Slott made her just so Peter could have no strings attached sex with an attractive young woman. I’m glad she’s getting her own series again and focusing on her heritage from what I understand. 

Ben and Kaine have way more right to be here than any of them, hell I’d love to see Kaine again. Ben i understand since last time Peter saw him, Dan Slott made him the Jackal for no fucking reason and completely ruined his character. 

And I think maybe tonally it might not work, Sins Rising is ultimately a prelude for Last Remains, and that kicks off with all the people Peter feels he’s inspired (Which admittedly is true) become monsters, Kaine’s entire series is him dealing with the fact that he sees himself as a Monster, and Ben’s is......actually I didn’t read his unfortunately, but he was more like Kaine than Peter. So they’ve already dealt with the idea of their own sins, Peter hasn’t, at least not recently I think.

But I honestly thing this Order of the Web should be torn down. Peter, Miles, Jessica (whose doing her own thing and doesn’t even have a passing relation to Spider-Man outside her name), Ben, Kaine, and MAYBE Madam Webb. Gwen should just stay in her own dimension and Silk I think is actually moving to china or something? 

I really hope we get something with Ben and Kaine soon, if Pete and MJ get married I’d love to see the three of them patch things up and Have Ben be Peter’s best man since....you know Flash is dead and Harry’s an asshole.

[katiesclassicbooks]

Review: Les Liaisons de Dangereuses by Choderlos de Laclos

Synopsis:

Les Liaisons Dangereuses was written by the french writer Chorderlos de Laclos and published in 1782. This is an epistolary style novel about a game of seduction amongst two aristocrats Marquise de Merteuil and Vicomte de Valmont. They both play a game of manipulating each other seducing others. In particular a pious woman named Madame de Tourval and a young couple, Cecile and Danceny, get caught up in their deceptions. In this game of power however people and hearts get hurt.

Storyline:

This was such an intriguing novel for it’s time! It almost seemed a bit modern when it came to writing style. It was pretty scandalous for it’s time and while not overly graphic I was surprised at how big a part sex played in it. I was a bit nervous about the epistolary format as sometimes that can seem like a drag, but Laclos honestly was a master of the form. The way he used the letters to paint this story and the characters was genius. The way you could see the subtle manipulations between the characters in this format was great. Honestly it added to the story immensely. When it comes down to it this novel was just so intriguing. The game of seduction and the complicated web that is woven was just fantastic. Besides the intrigue that sucks you in, it’s hard to say what this novel is about however. The corruption of bored aristocrats with nothing better to do? Or is it trying to criticize the societal rules of the time? Marriage is not spoken of highly. None of them can or have married happily. The only excitement they can have is free sex outside of marriage. The Marquise you sympathize with in particular when she talks about how she started to manipulate people the way she does. She said she didn’t have other options as a woman than to become more clever than anyone else. She tries to maintain power over herself through power trips over others. It also shows a bit of the age old battle of the sexes. How they want different things perhaps. There definitely is a lot about power and jealousy. How you can think you are above love and can manipulate it. Use pleasure for your own means, but in the end feelings and love will destroy all of that. Or power and manipulation will destroy love. It goes both ways in this novel. Regardless it’s an absorbing, fantastically moulded novel in the ‘libertine’ style of it’s day.

Setting:

The novel is set in 18th century France amongst the aristocrats. There isn’t much described of the setting however as it was written in letter format and was all about the characters and their relationships.

Characters:

Such fantastic characters! So fascinating to see the inner workings of these characters and their relationships. Their truths and their deceptions. The Marquise and the Vicomte are each fabulous in a terrible sort of way. It’s easier to sympathize with the Marquise however. Yes she’s terrible and manipulates people, but it is apparent as the novel progresses that she is trying to manipulate the Vicomte to be with her. Probably because she loves him. Although, maybe that isn’t even clear. She might just want ultimate power, which would come from loyalty from the most notorious seducer. The Vicomte though is so interesting to read about, but he’s not great. Especially in one scene that in this day and age was basically rape. Madame de Tourvel you can’t help sympathize with as she struggles against her own moral code and religion and falls in love with a rake. Through her you wonder if the author was trying to criticize religion as well. Coming up with characters bucking the system in all ways with their depravity. Marriage, religion, social and moral codes. Cecile is sort of fascinating as she ends up being so willing to get married and keep on a couple of lovers at the same time potentially. Danceny is unlikable for his lack of loyalty. Although for a while I felt bad for the young couple.

Did I like It?:

I loved this book! Such a fun and intriguing read. So well put together. Such terrible, but great characters. Definitely a stand out and scandalous classic that I enjoyed reading. It’s too bad Laclos didn’t write anything else during his life.

Do I Recommend It?:

Yes! If 18th century French literature sounds like your cup of tea and you’re looking for something scandalous with fabulous character relationships and intrigues, look no further.

~Katie

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Masked Omens: Week Eight, Part One

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The Capital Herald - Saturday, 13th February 2021 Celebrity section, page 18

Top: “Informants come to me”: Carmine Zugiber on front-line successes Tips, troubles and truths about writing headlines abroad - and now making headlines at home When working in a war zone, most people wear camouflage and try to keep their heads down – but not Carmine Zugiber. The successful war correspondent is one of the most recognisable journalists in the world, and that's even more true after her recent unmasking on The Masked Singer UK. I sat down with her to discuss her work, her brand partnerships, her passions and her fears – if, indeed, she knows the meaning of the word 'fear'. “I don't, really,” she laughs, “people have said that about me ever since I was a little girl. My mother absolutely despaired – she always wanted me to be safe at home playing with my dollies, and there I was climbing trees and falling out of them. I was always in the middle of fights, even then. So I suppose it was only natural that I'd drift towards war reporting.” But not everybody encouraged Zugiber to follow her dreams. “When I told my tutor at uni that I wanted to work on that side of things, he tried pretty hard to steer me back towards something a little safer. The politics beat, or entertainment, or fashion. I've actually been covering politics for the last month or so, as a colleague is on leave, and I have to say, that can feel pretty cut-throat! But I knew I wanted to see the world and get right to the heart of the action, and I'd like to think I've achieved that.” Zugiber has certainly made her mark on the headlines, covering conflicts in countries including Eden and, more recently, Celestan. “I just think it's important to take as unbiased an approach as possible and really tell the stories that are coming out of – well, especially a situation like Celestan. It's a complicated sort of conflict, and you never know how things are going to pan out. And sometimes being a journalist can feel like having a target painted on your back.” And Zugiber's signature red hair must stand out somewhat – does that make her more of a target? “I make it work for me, honestly. Informants come to me of their own accord, which is handy when everybody else is frantically chasing leads! Having done my share of broadcast journalism, people all over the place recognise me and there's a sort of built-in trust. It's flattering, really, and it's just a matter of making sure that trust is justified.” Zugiber has long been an ambassador for the Vibrant brand of hair dye – leading some to question her objectivity as a reporter. “Yes, I've heard that, but unless Vibrant starts a war, I don't think it's an issue. Clearly my editors and the press watchdog agree, because I've had no complaints from on high. And it's a product I genuinely believe in and use all the time, so why not?” Zugiber's most recent departure from the newsroom was even less likely to conflict with her usual work. What drew her to The Masked Singer UK? “I was asked if I wanted to take part in the show at about the same time that a colleague announced that she'd be taking some leave around now, and my editor suggested that I might like to take over her post for a while to get a broader range of experience. It seemed like perfect serendipity. I didn't want to be bored, hanging around in London for months – I'm used to travelling a lot – and the show sounded like a lot of fun. I jumped at the chance to make people smile for a change. Unfortunately, as a war correspondent, that's not something I often get to do.” Zugiber admits that she had mixed feelings as she got on the plane back to the UK. “Oh, yeah, definitely, it was a hard decision. With the situation unfolding in Celestan, which is becoming more complex by the minute, a big part of me felt like I should stay and keep working on the story there. But funnily enough, that story has followed me right into the Politics section, and it's looking increasingly likely that some sort of diplomatic solution might be reached. And the break has been really good for me – I needed to remember how to lighten up and be silly, and The Masked Singer is definitely silly! So ultimately it was the right decision for me.” And now, with The Masked Singer UK behind her, what's next for Carmine Zugiber? “The Masked Singer was a lot of fun, I really enjoyed it. And the response from the audience has been overwhelmingly positive. I loved the secrecy, but it's a relief that the truth is out now! I'll be staying in the UK, covering for Uriel [Scrolle, News World Weekly's Political Correspondent], for a little bit longer, and then in a couple of months I should be back out on assignment. No rest for the wicked!” BOGDAN PIGTON [Image Description: A picture of Carmine Zugiber’s face, in her motorbike helmet, with part of the village of Tadfield visible in the background. End ID.] [Caption] ROCK AND ROLL: Carmine Zugiber, pictured here outside a Labour party campaign meeting in Lower Tadfield, Oxfordshire, often uses her motorbike to keep up with subjects on the move. Her iconic scarlet look has led to her gathering something of a cult appeal among her viewers and readers. Photo: QuiteUnlikely.net

Centre left: ConStellation boots web star Wytchfynder host removed from astrology event Popular YouTuber Sergeant Shadwell was thrown out of the Greater Dyvyn Conference Centre last Sunday after trying to attend ConStellation. ConStellation has been the UK's largest convention for astrologers ever since its foundation in 1994. In 1999, the convention expanded to include practitioners of other divination techniques such as cartomancy (tarot card reading) and tasseomancy (tea leaf reading). The convention has been dogged by controversy throughout its history, with critics claiming that the 'con' of the name stands for more than 'convention'. Sergeant Shadwell, through his Wytchfynder channel, has long been committed to investigating the claims of fortune-tellers and paranormal practitioners such as those who attend ConStellation each year, and in several cases he has denounced claims of psychic ability as completely and demonstrably fraudulent. It is, then, perhaps not surprising that he is completely banned from ConStellation, which according to its website is 'intended as a safe and welcoming place for practitioners and interested parties to share their appreciation for, and knowledge of, the unknowable'. Sergeant Shadwell himself, however, does not seem to have been aware of the blanket ban. Witnesses to the scene on Sunday reported that the YouTuber could be heard arguing with security all the way to the doors of the building. When reached for comment, the organisers of ConStellation issued the following statement: 'A man was removed from the ConStellation event on Sunday morning after attendees expressed concern that he might be attempting to create an 'exposé’ on their work by manipulating footage of the convention. The man in question is known to the convention organisers, and a decision was made to ask him to leave. Calls for the man to be searched for recording devices were not enforced, and the man eventually departed with minimal fuss. The convention otherwise proceeded without incident.' Sergeant Shadwell was not available for comment, but a video on the Wytchfynder channel on Tuesday mentioned the incident in passing. 'All right, I just want to say thanks for all your comments, you don't need to be worrying about me. I did go to a convention this weekend, but not for anything to do with the channel, I was just planning to meet up with a friend. Well. We've been exchanging texts, I thought it might be nice to meet in person. And we did, after the convention, so. Not a total waste. Anyway, about this haunted castle-' Speculation is rife about the identity of Sergeant Shadwell's alleged friend, with some The Masked Singer UK fans pointing out that fellow The Masked Singer contestant Marjorie Potts - better known as TV's Madame Tracy - was one of the key speakers at Sunday's event. Shadwell is far from the first person to be escorted out of the Greater Dyvyn Conference Centre by security; earlier this year, three women were removed from a panel at DivaCon after starting a food fight. Several other attendees had their weekend passes revoked and were allowed to leave under their own power. But whether Sergeant Shadwell was there this weekend to meet a friend or conduct an investigation, it's probably best that he choose another venue; he's unlikely to be welcome at ConStellation any time soon. SCUZZ FISHER

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Bottom left: Masked Cat out of the bag? Did a Pam & Sam guest let the big secret slip? Did Rose Montgomery really just admit to being the contestant known as Black Cat in the current series of The Masked Singer UK? It seems almost impossible; surely a contestant would be more careful when taking part in a show like Pam & Sam AM. But people do make mistakes, and Pam & Sam does air live. Let's look at the evidence. Appearing on the show to advertise her upcoming show, Notes and Measures – which promises to be part cooking show, part mixology class, and part vineyard tour - the celebrity chef was asked if the rumours surrounding her participation in the competition had any truth to them. “Well, naturally, I can't tell you that,” Montgomery told her hosts with a knowing smile, “there are all sorts of NDAs involved.” I don't want to jump to conclusions, but several of the previous weeks' clues seem to have hinted at Montgomery's involvement. For example, in week five of the competition, Black Cat's clue package included “if they take note of my performance, they'll finally get the true measure of me” (emphasis mine) – while Montgomery's show Notes and Measures was still just a distant speck on the TV scheduling horizon. And in week six, Black Cat was shown on CCTV with a daisy – and Daisy, like Rose, is a popular flower name. Is Rose Montgomery Black Cat? We'll find out tonight. GRESHAM PENDER

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[shonbellenoire]

Have you ever had a Sensual Massage?

Self care has always and will always be very important to me.  Its a non negotiable necessity that I work hard to maintain.   I shop minimal and take trips occasionally but month maintenance...no one does it better.  Nails, facials, massage, hair, wax and my signature henna.  High maintenance as fuck but I work hard as fuck and I am determined to enjoy some of my damn money.  I wasn't born to work, pay bills and die.  I'm going to enjoy some of these coins one way or another.  Which brings me to.......Mr. Marcus.  Honestly now that I think of it idk if that's even his name.

My past attempts to find a new masseuse has been one for the books!  I had a great lesbian girl half my size that massaged my booty so well I was tempted to switch sides.  I fell in love with her professionalism and attention to details (ie my curves), she was not afraid to touch my body and have her way with me.  I get nothing less then 90-60 min massage.  She up and quit one day and I became the managers new client.  An older black lady that had experience and was exceptional as well.  Though after one too many discounts and arriving 10 min late I suspect she fired me as a client.  Fuck it matters if I'm 10 min late you still get paid for the full hour and it aint like you giving that 10 min back. Which brings me to clientele.  I swear I need to give seminars on proper customer service and the importance of maintaining clientele.  I'm the client that comes back often.  Not sometimes, rarely or occasionally....often!  I'm for sure a cell bill or utility bill and I'm always good for it.  I'm the client that refers.  I'm the client that tips.  I'm the client you never wanna lose.  

So unwillingly I took my talents to South Beach or South Korea and went to the Asians.  The facility was amazing, customer service was great however the talent wasn't as grand.  Too scared to touch this chocolate beauty.  I tried it 2x with a guy and a girl and they just didn't cut it for the price I paid nor the service I'm use to.  I had a white guy that gripped this ass like he owned it and rubbed my feet like he loved me but he was too pricey. 

But Mr. Marcus....now he's something right out of a Zane novel or Porn Hub either way I'm hooked.  I found him like I do most things, on social media looking for a massage therapist with great reviews.  Mr. Marcus is chocolate with waves that B straight BUSSIn!  I be straight swimming while he rock my boat making a bitch sea sick.  I love well groomed men.  Hell, I'm a well maintained gal.  Aside from his mocha skin and well moisturized waves, he was short and bite sized, slightly muscular (whatever that is) and....cute....in a if i was drunk I might try. I could tell that he had a lot of women clientele, which I figured was more to do with him being a male as opposed to the service he gives.  

You may have seen videos on social media of oiled up muscular men giving very intimate massages to women. However Mr. Marcus gives a normal deep tissue massage as well as his "Signature 90 Massage".  Now granted based on his social media and how he presented himself I thought he was charming and professional.  His brand didn't scream sexy sensual massage.  It said hey, I'm a charming young man you wouldn't mind massaging your body.  

So I show up.  "Get undressed to comfort," he says.  I ain't no rookie so balls to the wall and pussy all out.  Freshly waxed and lashes done (which I wish I hadn't), bubbly brown hopped on that table ready to unwind and potentially fall asleep.  The room is smaller than I'm use to and filled with them fuck boy lights.  You know them colorful ass lights fuck boys use to make you look like you in some romance comedy on Netflix in a poor attempt to be romantic.  FYI I like candles nigga! .....and fuck boy lights but we can't have one with the other.  Then the music played.  Now hold the fuck up.  What kinda ghetto massage is this?  Is this Marsha Ambitious Ambrosius?  WTF??  See this is why.......

It was at this moment he touched me and was ready to begin. I told him I was hot and he placed a fan under the sheet to help me cool down.  "Better?"  ...yea I was better and eager to get this started.  Starting face down he began on my shoulders.  The massage for the next 15 was going well and per usual...playlist still on Jasmine Sullivan and the R&B crew.  The type of music some wouldn't mind fucking too.  When it was over I told him to add more eggplant to his playlist.  A hood classy bitch like me wanna come to (relax to) Trey Songz and other fuck boy martyrs.  Not Marsha, the fuck.   After the 15 min is when the normal massage turned....sensual.  It wasn't long until my entire ass crack was uncovered and his hands literally holding one butt check in his hands giving it all the TLC a bitch needed.  See my pussy currently has cob webs on it and tho this freshly wax pussy is well maintained, I believe it is broken.  It aint poppin for nobody! Its been so long surely I'm virgin.  Nothing makes me drip like water, the pipes is busted like most of these niggas in these ATL streetz.  "Done Done Dem ALLLL" Shawty Lo voice.  Well not all just enough to know I don't need to try no more.  Needless to say Mr. Marcus was a plumber that day cuz them sheets....got a little moist and it wasn't sweat.  Idk when and how but this bite sized nigga jumped his ninja ass on top of me using his body weight to like press into my legs.  Now Madame Godiva is all of barely 5'7.8 and I guess he needed to mount this stallion to get the cranks out.  Little nigga had his entire body on me.  All 5'3 of it and I was here for it. 45 min into my 90 min massage my legs where in the are damn near at my ears with my bare pussy all the way out lol.  Shit he was wit and so was I!  Just a few inches away from my pussy lips, I just knew this niggas was going to devour me like a GA peach.  But to my disappointment..... he moved to my feet. 

He touched every part of my body!  Every part but my nipples.  He literally massaged around my breast..both of them.  Once again teasing me looking like he was about to devour one in his mouth...but he moved to my hands.  gripping my hands, griping my fingers whispering....relax.  It was quite an experience.  He catered to me like a boyfriend on Valentines Day.  Very intimate and sensual.  Between the music, fuck boy lights, my bare pussy and ass exposed....I'm sure by now he knows we go together.  I mean at this point we have to.  I've never in all 5 of my bougie years had a massage like this.  This was not your average massage, this was a sensual massage that could get you cussed out by yo man if HE EVAAA found out.  But it was so damn good.  So good.  I need to be touched like that, everyday.

I started to wonder....is he single? Ain’t no fucking Sam way in hell I’d Eva let my nigga be getting paid to fill up on bitches! He better serve cocaine like the rest of the fuck boys cuz massaging ass is a non negotiable! The fuck!  Like fun size Snickers are you married cuz this is totally inappropriate and completely our lil secret.  I kept wondering if he was impressed with my wax or how soft my skin was.  I did a sugar scrub the night before.  I’m considerate I make sure the canvas is smooth as butter.

Very professional...I mean he didn't put his mouth on me though based how well he took care of my body with his hands....I'm curious what that mouth do!  Aside from the sensual stuff he could tell my body was extremely stiff. Cracked a few bones in back and hip that felt sooooo good.  He did an amazing job.  However.... he is on the verge of losing his licence and possibly getting the cops called on him.  I had no clue a “Signature Massage” was a sexy massage my pussy type of thing.  I still would of signed up for it but I had no clue!  That’s the biggest disappointment.  I mean not knowing he’d be seeing my full bare pussy.   Is it September yet?

[destinyc1020]

Let's not get cocky about SM4 because Sony has a track record of being cheap and make really stupid decisions. Sam Raimi has talked about how his SM4 with Tobey was not only written but storyboarded as well and the villain had been cast (John Malkovich as the Vulture). Then Sony decided that it was better to reboot the franchise since Raimi and Tobey had become too expensive. Raimi's SM3 had been the highest grossing of the trilogy, so the problem was not that the movies were not selling well (which was the problem with TASM2). The current Sony spidey-universe live action universe have been pretty cheap (and looked it). We have the Morbius disaster and the Kraven and Madame Web trailers show them to follow the same vein. The Venom movies have looked cheap as well but they have a very committed Tom Hardy saving them. So I don't expect anything until there's a proper announcement about Tom coming back coming from a reliable source and not from the "leakers"

I don't understand why people are always so quick to crap on Sony?? 🥴 Do y'all like ANYTHING or ANYBODY?? Geez...

Like, I understand having an opinion and wanting to be critical and whatnot, but sometimes people these days are so OVERcritical, that it comes off as not even enjoying anything in life.👀

Idk if bashing Sony is the new "in thing" to do, but the studio and their non-spiderman films aren't THAT bad y'all. It's JUST a superhero movie. They're not curing cancer or anything like that.

Kraven's trailer didn't look "cheap" imo. It looked like a regular movie trailer to me? 🤷🏾‍♀️ It actually looked pretty interesting tbh. And what do people expect when it's a brand new solo character film that they're introducing? They're probably not going to put soooo much money into it until they know that solo franchise can bring in money.

Maybe Jared Leto should just stop doing superhero films completely lol...Looks like the Joker and Morbius didn't work out well for him.🥴👀

Madame Web didn't really spark my interest that much, but that's more so because there really isn't anybody in the cast that's strongly drawing me to that film, and I'm not really familiar w/the comic book character honestly. 🤷🏾‍♀️ But if movie-goers end up giving it good reviews, then I might check it out.

The Venom movies (well, at least part 1; I never saw part 2) were fine?? 🤷🏾‍♀️ I don't understand what you mean by the film looked "cheap". I found Venom 1 pretty interesting, and I actually liked Tom Hardy in the role.

Anyway.... While it's certainly true, the HW industry CAN be pretty fickle when it comes to filming projects, so far, I haven't seen anything that leads me to believe that Tom will not be returning as Spider-Man in the second franchise. Tom wouldn't be able to hide that if he were not asked to return. It would be practically written all over his face.

But hey Anon...believe whatever you want to believe....