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cupidquinn-moved · 2 years
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@wxbsofhxnor​ prompted: ( shield ) : receiver jumps in harm’s way to defend sender and is injured, themselves (reverse)
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     “Oh shit! This is my favourite song!” Harley screamed at no one in particular. 
     In hindsight, Harley would realize that she was typifying the worst traits of a drunk girl. She was the mean joke in a sex comedy, the dumb blonde wobbling on her too high heels. So she kicked them off as she climbed the steps on a small dais that was probably used when they had live entertainment. 
     Harley was an excellent dancer when she had her wits more about her, but being as tipsy as she was, she was graceless, a bit gangly, and definitely not as sexy as she thought she felt. However, this wasn’t the sort to let a gal have her fun, clearly, because by the second song things were being thrown at her. Balled up napkins, swizzlesticks, liquor soaked chips of ice, some of those things she threw back, but mostly she just antagonized her small audience. 
      Idly, Harley wondered if she knew anyone that she could start a band with.
      By the third song the atmosphere had gotten chaotic, and things started to get a little dizzy. Harley wasn’t sure if it were the good old PTSD kicking in or the liquor catching up to her. Two things happened almost simultaneously: She noticed a man coming toward her quickly, along with a beer bottle, one aimed squarely at her face. She braced herself to be either glassed in the face or hit by the man, but neither things happened. Instead her caught her round the waist and pulled her off the platform while blocking the bottle from hitting her. She winced as it impacted on his body, bouncing off by some miracle and shattering on the floor.
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wemadeemc0c0a · 2 years
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One moment, Natasha was throwing round house kicks and pointing her gun at a bad guy, and the next, everything was black. From there she woke first to sensation. A throbbing pain at the back of her head. The feeling of air rushing passed her, the ocassionaly sensation of falling, then swinging. She felt the firm grasp holding her close and the movement of muscles. She opened her eyes, slowly, first seeing just the blur of city lights. Then seeing the red of the outfit of the person holding her. It took a moment for her brain to process, and then it clicked.
"Don't tell me I'm being whisked away by Spiderman," she said. As she began to process what was going on, she felt her stomach lurch. "You might want to find a stationary place." So far she wondered if she had a concussion, but regardless, she wanted to stop moving.
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solarsought · 2 years
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@wxbsofhxnor asked: How do you like this? /For Rogue!
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“You grow to appreciate a lot of things when you aren’t able to touch people. Get jealous of something as simple as this.” Rogue explains before resting her head on Peter’s shoulder. People watching without having a reason just looking at all the people imagining what they were like or what they would do after this. “It’s not like I’ll ever have kids so just gettin’ to see families out here at the park it’s nice. I would be one of those parents the ones who make big picnics and lay out the blankets. Sure the kids get food all over the blanket and want to ditch as soon as they had three bites of their sandwich but I’d love every minute of it.”
She takes his hand and lifts it up to her mouth to press a kiss to his knuckles. “What about you, Peter? Ever think of bringing some spider babies into the world?” She teases before going back to watching everyone.
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twistedpurity · 1 year
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Hey Felicia! I was just wondering, do you have recommendations on some good spider-man blogs that you follow for your black cat fans?
outofdiamonds:      I dunno if you’re asking the muse---or the mun....But as the muse likely wouldn’t be able to answer--heh.       Anyway--uh--I only follow 51 people? And like 90% of them haven’t posted in 4-5 years....But there are a few Spider-Man-based RP blogs I can give ya regardless. ^_^
@wxbsofhxnor, @spideybyte, @webtastic, @s-mpeterparker, @arachnidlegacy, @spiderballet , @missgwenstacy​
       Those are all the blogs that have been active in the last 4 years at least...Hope that works? 
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inludereavis · 2 years
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𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈’𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
01. NAME / ALIAS  Lokke
02. BIRTHDAY  October 22nd
03. ZODIAC SIGN  Libra-Scorpio
04. HEIGHT  164cm
05. HOBBIES  Cosplay, writing, playing video game, watching shows/movies
06. FAVORITE COLOR  Red, turquoise, black
07. FAVORITE BOOK  Artemis Fowl series, by Eoin Colfer
08. FAVORITE FOOD  Pizza!
09. LAST FILM / TV SHOW  Film: Boku no Hero Academia:  World Heroes' Mission / TV Show: Sanditon
10. INSPIRATION  Bold of you to think I’m capable of that
11. STORY BEHIND URL  Literally (or google lied to me, who knows) mocking - bird in latin. If I’m wrong here, please don’t tell me, I’m terrible at creating URLs and I wouldn’t know what to put. I’m inclined to believe in “avis” tho, since bird can also be “ave” in portuguese 
tagged by: @battletrio
tagging: @avengingspiderman @wxbsofhxnor @heroicmuses @masteredlegacy
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chattevoleuse · 2 years
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❰❰ EMBRACE ❱❱ sender embraces receiver (♛) - @wxbsofhxnor​​
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     The woman with long white hair was no stranger to this situation. From the adrenaline pumping through her veins, propelling he to act, stopping her to feel distracted by any sharp pain that might throw her into shock. Her baggage was more than full with experience. And it told her for sure one of her shoulders was undoubtedly dislocated. But she was a survivor. And exceedingly more worried about him than herself. As much as dying so young and beautiful was far from being her plan, what good was a morally dubious ex-burglar to the world? A few people might shed a tear or two but that would be the end of it.
     But seeing him on his feet, probably in a similar state than herself, but ALIVE, that was a relief. The world was certainly not ready to lose Spider-Man. Or Peter Parker for that matter. Felicia knew she wasn’t. Perhaps those words wouldn’t leave her mouth, but she might as well let herself be killed to save her former lover.
     Everything hurt. Even her heart ached, she didn’t know if it was worry, ease or a bit of both. And she could only give him half of a hug, the other arm dangling, searing pain starting to blurr her vision as she rode off the wave of adrenaline, head pressing against his chest.
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spiider-woman · 4 years
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TASM3
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--3:37 A.M. OsCorp Tower--
The red light flashed every second before dimming out then another bright burst of red flooded the once white halls of OsCorp. Hired men with guns were running down the hallway to stop whatever it was that was threatening the company. As one man walked into the lab to check the area others were checking the neighboring sections. "Lab E-4 is clear," the man said into his ear piece before moving on to the next. The man had been rather shakey since this alarm went off, almost as if he feared for what he might find. He walked into the next lab, E-5 holding his gun up upon entry. Just as he was about to call it as cleared, from behind his back a pair of red legs came into view from the ceiling, landing on to the floor. As the man turned he panicked, "Section not clear--!" he was lifted into the air by the red arm that belonged to this threat. The man was thrown across the lab landing on a chemical station.
When he lifted his head to see where this intruder went he didn't see anything. Down the hallway, guards were on their way to lab E-5, "Ramirez do you copy? Ram--" the guard on the end was kicked in the face then had his gun taken away from him. This red threat blended so well in the siren lights that the other guards didn't see it coming when she would attack them. One by one they all fell to the floor, three were even strung up to the ceiling by wires.  The red intruder ran to the closest window to break the glass with a single punch. In her other hand, she clutched on to a flashdrive, she had what she was looking for. She jumped through the opening and into the night.
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--8:05 A.M. Empire State University--
The next morning at ESU, Jessica was on her way to class, biology with Professor Warren. This guy always rubbed her the wrong way, maybe it was his snooty attitude or how he would talk down at Jessica when she'd raise her hand for a question. Regardless, Jessica found him to be a real prick. When she got to her seat, Jessica started to look at her phone, seeing a news headline titled, "OSCORP HEIST." She quietly read this to herself looking for any details.
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@wxbsofhxnor​ from here
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“That’s probably for the best.” She very carefully stepped out from under it.  “This was pretty fun, though.  I don’t get to team up with a lot of super heroes.”
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wxbsofhxnor · 4 years
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“Hello New York City! It’s your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man!” - Peter Parker/Spider-Man 
Indie Marvel Comics - Peter Parker/Spider-Man of main timeline/continuity Earth-616 by legends Stan Lee & Steve Ditko - written by T-BONE! Promo by Me!
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Caught in a Web
{ *Penny Parker starter for @wxbsofhxnor }
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There are different kinds of people in this world. Some good..some, who exploit the good.
Unfortunately, so far in her life, those were the only kind of people that she’d come across.
The scientists that had created her didn’t care what they had to do to get their “materials.” Who got hurt, or in trouble in the process. And there were quite a lot of people who got hurt...if you counted all of the countless clones that had exploded or died painfully due to faulty genetic engineering and careless practices.
In almost an ultimate irony, it was because of these people’s careless and near-moronic behavior that she was put together in a way that kept her stable enough to live past the first few days of her life. Which was, and was not, a good thing for her.
Given that she was now considered so valuable, they put her in a cell on her own much of the time for observation. Attempts were made to train her so she could use her powers well enough to please bidders, but she was so skittish and hard to work with, that not much progress was made with her, before something rather unexpected..happened.
She escaped.
Something that was never meant to happen.
However, with all of their other faults, the people in charge of watching her failed to notice that a window towards the ceiling was broken. This was how she’d gotten out - how she’d gotten all the way from their labs, to where she was now. Not that they’d thought about it, but she’d been paying a lot more attention to what was on their screens than they thought she was. And while she didn’t have a name to go off of, she did have the memory of what his costume looked like. Hopefully, that would be enough. Because she had to find someone, anyone, to tell them what was going on. With everything that she’d seen and been through already, she knew it had to be wrong.
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Where she was now, was cornered in an alley. She’d been living out on the streets since escaping, and was cold, tired, and hungry. The only money she had was because she found it on the ground - and she didn’t even know what it was. She’d just picked it up because it was shiny and she liked it.
It was only when two rather large and imposing figures had approached her and started to taunt and berate her, trying to get money or other valuables out of her that they thought she had ( though it was obvious that she didn't ) that she learned what the little metal object was called.
A Penny.
"A penny? That's it?" One of them snapped, grabbing her shoulders. "C'mon, you've got more than that, dontcha?" he demanded, while the other served as a lookout. Being cornered like this and met with such violence, scared her into a defensive mode. Which is why one of them got webs to the face - one of the few hits she did manage. Unfortunately for her, it only made both of them that much more angry and violent. As did when she disappeared - or, at least, most of her did - her clothes were still there and visible.
"Holy-- What are you?!"
The yelling went somehow unnoticed by everyone else, leaving her feeling that much more vulnerable and afraid. 
Am I going to die?
The thought ran through her head about a million times, at lightning speed. There was no one here to help her now - no one to save her. She was going to die, and she wasn't even going to be able to warn anyone. Her message would go undelivered. How many more people were going to get hurt and sold off now?
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cupidquinn-moved · 2 years
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@wxbsofhxnor​ said: ❛  i  never  saw  you  coming .  ❜
     Harley pouted as she stood on the edge of building, a grappling gun in one hand, a shopping bag stuffed with clothing from the high end store she’d just robbed in the other. There were shards of glass shimmering on her skin and clothing. The alarm was still blaring in the distance.
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     “What really? Y’ain’t even gonna chase me? I promise it’ll be fun!”
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⧗meme⧗@wxbsofhxnor​⧗accepting⧗
A kiss in the middle of a battle wasn’t something that Natasha had never experienced before. Given what a rush it could be at times, it wasn’t too surprising a thing. She just hadn’t expected Peter to be the type.
Not that she was about to complain. 
In fact, quite the opposite. As she melted into the kiss and against him. Pulling back just in time to shoot a widow bite at the man that had been approaching them. “You’d better believe that we’ll be continuing that later,” she purred with another quick kiss pressed to his lips and a wink. 
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solarsought · 2 years
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@wxbsofhxnor​ asked: “ you’re safe... “ /For Rogue!
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Her heart was still racing as she tries to piece together the foggy bits of this nightmare she’d had. It was just a dream but it had felt so real she really felt herself draining away Peter’s life force. It made this awful pit in her stomach she was a killer she would kill him if she kept him around. When he reaches out she moves farther away from him unable to look at him.
Maybe she won’t hurt him now but what if it kills him over time? What if one day it just turns off and she wakes up next to him dead. She can’t risk it she refuses. “Get out.” She says but he doesn’t move. She finally looks over at him throwing a pillow at him. “I said get the fuck out Peter. I don’t want you here. Leave! GET OUT.” 
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malletwield · 2 years
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❖ @wxbsofhxnor​ / plotted starter. 
—         IF ANYBODY ELSE had realised bats was acting a little off, nobody had thought to warn the ‘quin.  sure, he’d been a little rougher lately, but she figured it was just the stress of the job finally getting to him.  it wouldn’t have surprised her.  in fact, she finds it a little funny.  maybe that’s why she doesn’t catch all the warning signs. 
she’s busy babbling on.  her baseball bat is loose in her hand, swinging at her side laxly.  she hasn’t even been watching him, just strolling as she chattered.  that’s why she doesn’t notice him getting tenser and tenser until he’s skulking right up to her.  he looms tall over her.  she just grins up at him, waggling her bat in a kind of wave. 
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her snatches it from her hand, flings it to the side.   ❝ hey - ❞   she doesn’t even get to continue complaining when the same hand grips her throat.  she blinks wide in surprise.   ❝ batsy? ❞   had she pushed too many buttons tonight?  her feet leave the ground, her brightly-colour shoes kick, a flicker of panic in her eyes.   her voice shakes a little when she speaks:   ❝ it was jus’ a lil joke.  ya can’t take a joke? ❞ 
he takes a step closer to the edge of the building.  harley is intensely aware of the harsh winds against her skin, the lack of ground beneath her feet  -  or more accurately, the fact that the closest solid ground was far far below her.  without a word, the batman’s hand opens and harley is falling through the air. 
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faeryworlds · 2 years
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“ this can’t happen again. ” /For Harley because I love imagining this happening for some reason and Spidey being like 'WHAT WILL BATMAN THINK' lol
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A small smirk appeared onto the woman's lips when she heard him say that. "Oh come on, you can't tell me that you didn't enjoyed it." Oh how she did love messing with him and the fact that he knew Batman made this one night stand even better. Harley got out of bed to grab her clothes and put them on. "We should do this again sometime Spidey." She winked at him.
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wanderingxmuses · 2 years
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[ NECK ] ― your muse kisses my muses’ neck. /For Stephanie!
Stephanie had gotten up from the table to pour herself a new cup of coffee as she looked over the paper in front of her. The girl had been reviewing her lecture notes for the past three hours and she could already feel herself starting to lose focus. As she took a sip from the mug, she felt arms wrapping around her waist. A sigh of content left her lips as she felt Peter's lips caressing her neck. She closed her eyes for a moment as she indulged in the sensation. "Mhm I thought you were going to be out late on patrol." She murmured softly.
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