#phantomforce

[zekewavev2]

"When Clockwork tasks you to help train three teenagers from Manhattan who got their ghost powers by miraculously NOT dying."

"And your boyfriend comes to help and be there for emotional support because now you took the role of being the older sibling."

[starbornsoulrider]

i realized i hardly ever ride Phantom for some reason? so i brought her out for a hack through the snow :D

[spidersiren]

❝ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❞ humors @phantomforce.

❝ the world is ending. it's your average tuesday. you pick, i guess. ❞ all of this comes casually, easily. lor is actually examining her nails. it's all a ruse, however ; the truth was, something nervous was thrumming through her system.

she hated needing help.

it takes a moment for her to speak again. ❝ you ------- know more about spirits and stuff. i have some questions. ❞

[lylarchive]

PROCESSING : // INTEL FROM @phantomforce { ❝ most people scream at that part . ❞ }

𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀 [ . . . ] 𝟕𝟒% { ( 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥=𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 ) ; }

△ start screaming 〇 ask why ( ↑ curiosity ) ▢ humor ( ↑ charisma )

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lyla has her hands on her hips. ( she has hips ! sometimes, there was a newness to a body. a fresh chance. she is still acclimating to the weight of it all. ) her eyes peer over her sunglasses at him, the look she gives a little bit humored. ❝ not to be the coolest thing in the room, but i'm not most people. ❞

{ system.error=extra(input). {enter.option=〇} }

the android crinkles her nose. ❝ why do they scream ? you're only intangible. that's, like, my every tuesday. hey, if we tried to stick our hands through eachother, do you think it'd cancel out ? ❞

[iobartach]

@phantomforce asked: [ UP ]:     sender extends a hand to the fallen receiver to help them to their feet after a fight/sparring match !!

He's seeing stars. A whole swath of different points of light that made his environs swim the longer he spent looking. Momentarily unable to string any sounds beyond the scope of a few grunts together, he sat up with notable effort, his eyes pinching together from the combination of his aching head and his sensitivity to the strong luminance bearing down upon them, even behind a mask. Waiting for the world to stop spinning.

When it eventually did, fresh details about his surroundings came flooding in, trampling and stumbling over themselves as they vied for his attention, a gasp escaping him from the momentary deluge. With his thoughts beginning to function again, Miguel soon found himself in a precarious bind; someone was standing over him, keeping watch.

"What's--" The meaning of this, is what he would've said, if the answer hadn't just breached the surface of his mind, filling in the rest. As he recalled, he had accepted a request to spar from one of the newly joined Spider variants, a exhibition match with no true goal beyond serving as a workout. All had gone well until the closing interaction, where, in an exchange of blows, he'd not only come up short, but took a jab to the head in the process, the blow substantial enough to ring his bells, dropping him.

"Ah, now I remember, we were sparring, right?" Grabbing hold of the hand offered to him, he held on tight as he was raised off the ground. Though a quick glance could yield that the ever fearless leader of the Spider Society was wobbly on his feet, fending off a potential concussion.

"What did you say your name was?"

[leatherforhell]

“look, can you please just — stop. stop it. /stop./“ the exasperation in his tone only grows, & he can feel his patience hanging on by a thread. she hasn’t stopped cooing & squealing for five minutes. the reason why is the little spirit hanging comfortably around his neck, eyes as big as they are confused, as they look to him for an answer. “if i let you hold him, will you — just. be quiet ?”

“Please?” Her eyes are wide, too, though pleading rather than confused. Clara holds out her hands and takes the creature so delicately. Perhaps people who haven’t seen her around her strays wouldn’t expect such gentleness, but her body shifts immediately. Her arms are held firmly to support, her posture balanced carefully to keep Poe comfortable. After checking to make sure that he isn’t frightened of her, she smiles, a soft sort of warming glow.

“Hello, Poe,” She whispers. “I knew Ronan had to be hiding friends somewhere. C’mere.”

Painstakingly, Clara lowers herself to the sidewalk and passes a hand over the nearby crack. Every blade of grass stands to attention, but most importantly, the lone dandelion follows along. It bobs amiably as her hand passes by it, drawn as if to the sun. She plucks a bit of fluff and holds it out to the creature, whirling it between her fingers. A makeshift toy.

[impider]

⇀ ⋯ a curious text ( from kulta ) to ronan / @phantomforce

KULTA : hey bruv . KULTA : i've seen some scary shit . KULTA : the thing of nightmares , ya ? KULTA : things that leave you shaking in your nickers , calling for ya mum . KULTA : granted i think you're pretty dishy for a ghost and all . KULTA : i get the feeling we've met before . KULTA : be it the pub or the crossroads . KULTA : you've got and old and familiar soul , mate .

[nightly-birdie]

mood for tonight

hackerville called from the time girlie wasn't on all fours and i was playing base wars threeway

[fangwebs]

tag 10 people you want to get to know better.

favorite color(s): red and black song stuck in your head: tú con él - frankie ruiz last song you listened to: paralyzer - finger eleven 3 favorite foods: churrasco steak, tostones, salads dream trip: visit mediterranean and aegean seas (between europe and asia) anything I want right now: peace of mind

tagged by: @arachnidiots ( thanks! )

tagging: @ownst0ry, @prabhakarr, @surpriseattack, @mekabug, @gwenbiote, @ghstspdr, @65spider, @prow1er, @sensesdialed, @onopoeia, @lacewove, @wallcravvler, @phantomforce, @redhead-reporter + anyone else I missed / hasn't done this yet.

[phantomforce]

#phantomforce. you smell of death. everything about you is an endless goodbye. a private / independent / selective original character written for spider-man: across the spiderverse. as loved & created by blaise ( 26, she / her, they / them ). slow activity. canon solely based around the spiderverse trilogy, & not comic or mcu compliant. also not spoiler free, so i warn you to be careful if you haven’t seen the movie yet !!

[silentsanctummanga]

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[starbornsoulrider]

finally bought a percheron! meet phantomforce :D

[spidersiren]

❝ don't ask questions, you don't wanna know, ❞ warns @phantomforce .

horror surrounds a hero. a villain. a person. there is sometimes no escape ----------- lorelai, getting bit. lorelai, losing her best friend. in a way, losing her family. she has asked enough questions, has gotten enough answers.

but man is it hard being so nosey all of the time.

❝ i see what you're trying, ❞ she starts, walking just a touch faster to shift in front of ronan and walk backwards to face him. ❝ but that actually makes me want to know more. what's going on ? is it that bad ? ❞

[matteohudson]

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[leatherforhell]

“i’m here for the anomaly. not /you./” blunt. curt. all business, as always, as he floats past her without a backwards glance. “stay behind, and for once, don’t /follow/ after me. i can’t afford you getting in the way.”

“Oh, well! Isn’t that a coincidence!” Clara is not held back for a moment. If anything, the attitude only gives her a bounce in her step, amused by the very idea that she could be told what to do. “You may find this shocking, my dear Ronan, but I am also looking for the anomaly! Might as well walk together, huh? More sensible that way.” All business, indeed.

She skips ahead of him and turns to walk backward, spreading her arms with a grin. “And this way, I’m not following you! I’m leading. Feel better?”

[sunohonmy-blog]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfc4iz6ALTk)