iobartach

[iobartach]

WILDERNESS (2023) | 1x06 Where White Knights Go To Die

#wishlist #queued #👀 #listen... hear me out.... i'll give u a concept; #mig who's touch-adverse initiating like this? longing for this? #bc he's *counts on fingers* been though A LOT? #sign me UP !! only softness here on this sinday! 😤 #therapardalis #😏

[iobartach]

lazy roleplayer symbol meme

Send in a symbol and I’ll:

@ : reply to one of your open starters

?? : write you a starter

+ : go through the memes you’ve reblogged and send one in

!!! : write a headcanon about our muses

% : write a drabble about our muses

$$$ : go through your wishlist tag and write a starter based on one of the posts

♬ : write a starter based on your blog music

… : write a headcanon based on one of the aus in your verse page

^^ : go through your muse’s aesthetic tag and write a starter based on one of the posts

# : write a headcanon based on one of your side muses / npcs

#meme prompts #oooh this looks like fun!!! #go for it pls :D

[iobartach]

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”

#meme prompts

[iobartach]

Spared from the horror of beholding tarnished idols, the query regarding devotion brings his limbs to a standstill, caught by its implications. It was true to say that worship was a custom that still prevailed in this era, with certain exceptions; practices of faith, of belief in a higher power had been largely subsumed by cults and currency, dividing the haves and the have-nots.

The few pockets that remained devout were found right here, in the lowest reaches of Downtown, where most turned to their old gods, whilst those with enough credit revelled in excess in their ivory tower skyscrapers, situated far above. Miguel himself had taken a different path, agnostic since his youth, and unlikely to change now. Still, in spite of his own personal stance, he'd seen flashings of Nueva York's worshippers up close, been called the Harbinger of Thor by the Thorites as much as he's met with other leaders of faith, each representative of their own denominations.

"Not very..." Offered with a heavy heart, he expels a strained exhale, that sees his form deflate. Were religion considered a living species, he'd place it firmly in the endangered category within this place, but it did not mean they were left without options.

"I'm not the one you should ask about such a matter." Unqualified to answer properly, aiming for a softball to lessen the rebuff, a spark of random memory reminds him to add a helpful suggestion; "But I can take you to someone who does, if that helps?" He had his doubts it would, but he felt compelled to offer regardless.

not enough . it's not enough that she's burned and inhaled the veil nectar herbs that hide the strands of fate from her ; she's seen everything and she's seen — truly and literally — to the core of the so - called ANGELS she'd slain before she'd been found by a local .

he can't see , but the blood is clotted and completely , utterly black , like tar that didn't set right , coating the alley . lucky man .

she stopped pulling haloes from the gore when she saw the state of the metal : utterly rotted from the inside , just waiting to fall apart at the slightest touch . even the ¨ angelic ¨ weapons left behind are too ugly for her to even think of selling .

even if she cut away the rot , rodin wouldn't pay her a single cent for these things . the money isn't the issue , however . SOMETHING has happened . something is wrong . even her dulled perception can't block it out .

very few things frighten her now , but her tone is strained . still , it's far less brittle than when she first spoke .

¨ how . . . religious is this city ? ¨

#thriaed #verse; trasnaigh an rubaicón #no probs! glad you loved it :D #i remember we discussed this but i just had to think #mig; wait what did u just call me-- #edrftgy

[iobartach]

On a roll, what momentum he had gained from reciprocating back talk had manifested a new problem, that being a potential brush with law enforcement for antagonising one of their apparent number. In his time, the corpo-owned authorities fell on the ostentatious side when it came to uploading order, unafraid of taking a heavy-handed approach. He should've known to expect that cops did things a little differently in this era, when compared with their futuristic, Public Eye Flyboys counterparts.

"Sorry, I had no idea..." Willing to concede, he lowers his head in resignation, a reluctant gesture that sees him pay closer attention to what the other male says next. Managing to give a shrug in response to the news of up-charges applied to day-old deli products, mentions of being new in town and getting used to finding his way provide Miguel with fresh material to work with, affirm that, particular for a supe, he's not half as bad as first impressions had seemed.

"I've got that covered, but thanks. What I was going to ask instead was if you'd like me to show you around the place?" A virtual tourist himself, the stoic Spider had visited this time period enough to gain at least a passing familiarity with its layout and dark corners; plagued with enough crime to keep any cop busy from dusk until dawn. "Also, don't suppose you got a name I could call you by?"

“Please don’t go threatening off duty cops, ‘cause I haven’t been in the big city long enough to figure out what the legal concerns are about how that qualifies for an arrest.” It was hard to tell if the monotone delivery was out of habit, exhaustion, or just to quell the tickle in the back of his head about whether or not he really wanted to push a super’s buttons. Probably a dash of everything, if Manny were to actually think about it. 

In his defense, he’s met the guy for about five seconds and it already seemed like pretty easy fruit. 

“And yeah, it was a serious answer. Believe it or not, you’re the second weirdest thing I’ve seen today besides the bodega owner who’s up-charging chicken sandwiches that’ve been in the fridge for a day.” And any attempt at trying to connect with the less than mundane parts of the city going about as moot as expected, but that was a concern for himself more than anything. Hell of a thing, feeling new and alone in the big city... 

He hated to think that might actually be his life now. 

“Look--if you’re looking to find something or someone or whatever, ask someone who’s lived here for longer than a week...” Manny sighed. “Shit, I barely know how t’ get back to my apartment from here.” 

#detectivewoof #verse; trasnaigh an rubaicón #smh poor manny! #mig'll make it up to him ... somehow... someday

[iobartach]

Inclined to withdraw, to remove himself, the Spider lurches backwards at the other's approach, a shambling, hasty effort that sees his claws fall away from his mouth. Instructions fulfilled, a view of what Miguel had attempted to conceal is given, fangs like daggers of bone jutting from his gums serving as the most prominent feature in his gaping maw. Ignoring a temptation to rush the stranger, the sight of the offered pill causes his lips to twist, eliciting a snarl that thunders in his chest, suspicions stoked.

Short on options, however, desperate to be rid of his unquenchable cravings, with a forced effort, he drags a leg forward, overpowering the compulsion to stay back in order to place his face directly before that presented palm. "Thhhhan.... thhhankk --!" Sounds of an attempted showing of gratitude slip forth in the forgettable seconds before he struck, with mouth twisting at an awful angle to bite at Mayuri's hand from the side.

Refraining from using venom, the bite's a dry one, though packed with enough of a harsh aftertaste that Miguel doesn't hold on for long. Pulling a face as he backed off, the webslinger had stayed attached for enough to ensure that the pill is ingested. A fact that meant, at long last, the work of curbing his great hunger could imminently begin.

❝ Fascinating! ❞ Golden eyes practically sparkled upon the sight. His interest in mortals - in humans - was extremely limited. Only when they presented with unexplained features would Mayuri's curiosity be scratched. Such was the case now. When Urahara ( that bastard ) had first requested his assistance, Mayuri had been annoyed. He didn't like having boring work pawned off onto him, and ESPECIALLY not by that man. But, Urahara had ( as per usual ) coaxed Mayuri into this by taunting him. Mayuri had had no choice but to take on the task.

Not that he was thinking about that now! It didn't matter, because what he was faced with was ACTUALLY interesting! It felt more like a treat than a task.

Monstrous, others would probably describe the sight as. Mayuri stepped closer to the human, to get a better look at the talons that kept the other's mouth shut like a bear trap. Impressive that he could still speak. ❝ Hungry? ❞ He repeated, tiling his head curiously to the side. ❝ Open up wide then. ❞ He didn't want to kill the mortal, so he would not feed him poison. He'd instead give him some medicine. Urahara had explained that the mortal had an insanely powerful need to devour. It should be an easy fix. Mayuri held out the pill for him, not afraid to have his fingers bitten. He was never afraid of his test subjects.

#kakimushire #verse; ocras buile #no probs! thank /you/ for the chance to write this here :D

[iobartach]

HA is it me or has tumbl.r blocked the ability to link to ti.ktok vids now?

edit; okay so if i mask a tikt.ok link with a url shortener, i'm able to post it, but not the direct tikto.k link itself ... wildddddddd

#ooc #is it because of the recent news? #bc man i stg i keep trying to link to a vid but it seems like tum.blr is stripping out the link #this is as dumb as them disabling javascript on custom theme pages

[iobartach]

something something tyre tossing something something part of m.iguel's exercise routine :)

#hc #gots to maintain his strength and condition #...tyres still exist in 2099 ... right.... ? #🥴 #some day i'll do a deeper dive into this #but rn tl;dr the most i have is that he exercises when he's not on a mission #since if he starts slacking he'll fall off walls and such tgyh #the priority for him is stamina / endurance rather than sheer strength #i'm sticking to him ripping off the turret of a tank as his best strength feat for now

[iobartach]

Without hesitation, he had given the order, called for the creature to be taken down fast, rather than waste time deciding how. Optics didn't once factor into his concerns, nor was consideration given for what the reaction to this event might look like afterwards. All that he knew was that it would be dealt with, a prospect that's sufficient enough to settle any lingering doubts that attempted to tinge his thoughts.

At Spider-Spark's urging, the anomaly's head whirled in Miguel's direction, jaws snapping at air in a threatening display, but he didn't flinch. He didn't so much as shift an inch, remaining perfectly stationary upon its back until he caught sight of the other closing in, wreathed in a veil of summoned brilliance.

Right on cue, Miguel extracted his claws, tagging out as the other Spider took centre stage, trading places just in time to watch as arcs of electricity began spreading across the dinosaur's hide. Mercifully brief, just as the creature fell, Miguel would reappear, landing next to Hotaru as they savoured their accomplishment, hues locked on the target's crumbled form.

"Took the words out of my mouth." Reaching the same conclusion, upon failing to see the anomaly stir, he turned to face Hotaru directly, standing back just enough to avoid receiving a jolt. "Not particularly, but why don't you go on ahead? I'll join you shortly." Just as soon as he took care of matters here, such as transporting the unconscious, prehistoric beast lying limp in the middle of an intersection back to the Society.

" Don't hold back ?" Spider-Spark's eyes widen in alarm, landing on a nearby wall to save a piece of artwork . The last thing they need is to give Jonah MORE ammo for his 'editorials' about how they were a 'public nuisance' and a 'blight on society. ' " You sure about that?"

It's kinda weird , working with another spider - especially one that brought with him ( or was maybe hunting? ) a giant ass dinosaur. They can't help but wince when the Amazing Cyberpunk-Man uses his claws ( nice to know that they're not the only ones with claws ! ) to sink into the creature's back because holy shit, that looked gnarly!

Note to self: Don't piss off the guy who can go toe to toe with a dinosaur.

"Alright , then - get ready to jump ! " The electric spider cracks their knuckles as a strange blue glow begins to radiate from their chest, cloaking their claws in neon-blue electricity...

... and only glowing brighter as they start running towards the 30 foot Jurassic Park nightmare. Claws extended , they leap up into the air , hoping that the other spider gets ---

" CLEAR ! "

Her claws find their mark - all ten piercing the dinosaur's hide with surgical precision. The giant lizard roars in pain as it attempts to shake Spider-Spark off, thrashing from side to side as they continue to discharge electricity, exposed white hair bristling like a thundercloud. It doesn't take long for it to finally crash into the ground , arcs of blue lightning still jumping off of its body as the spider pulls their claws out.

" Good... good job , team! " Hotaru groans as she stands up, wobbling slightly from the effort of discharging.. roughly 10 thousand volts ? Who knows. Who cares. They need food, swaying slightly as cyan electricity continues to leak off of their arms & the smell of... electrified dinosaur starts to fill the air.

"H-hey... you hungry, skyscraper? I'm starving. C'moooon, let's go get a victory meal! Like some pizza or something - my treat! "

#knghtlock #verse; trasnaigh an rubaicón #rdftgy nono it's gr8! #mig to himself; how tf am i gonna fit this dino through a portal #rftgyhu

[iobartach]

"Right." Continuing to smile broadly, head nods to affirm he's heard, staring beyond their reflections to the sights that stream past them. Everywhere he looked there was something new to take notice of, a sprawl of landmarks and points of interest whizzing past that were numerous enough to make him feel like a tourist, which wasn't too far removed from the truth.

As the bus slowly moved on, and they approached their stop, he's already half-leaning up out of his seat when Thera's coaxing occurs, neck straining to catch a glimpse of the shopping centre as it came into view on the opposite side. Too distracted to notice the stares he's earned, in no time they're stepping onto pavement and moving past the entrance, into the mall itself.

Thinking of her offer, Miguel manages to reach a directory kiosk before needing to squint, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose as he shuts his eyes for a moment or two, masking a transitory discomfort felt. "Doesn't seem too bad so far." Questions roved around his head as to the quantity of shoppers streaming around them, arms ladened with purchases. "Should we get started, before the place gets busier?"

Ah, of course ... it's not hard to believe that the role of a bus conductor would have disappeared by Miguel's time; they were already being phased out by the same sort of automation she'd just used to buy his ticket. Still, it would have been just their luck to have one appear if he'd been traveling without.

" ... Columbus and 8th. I think ..." A small frown creases, not because she isn't certain of the stop, but because she knows it more by sight than by name. "Columbus Circle, anyway, it's hard to miss!" It's also not going to be a long journey. The timetable claims ten minutes, but with traffic a little more than that - long enough for him to see the garden behind the Museum and then alternating tenements and small parks until they reach the business area further down.

A ring of the bell and a squeeze of his hand give warning as the bus enters the curve and draws to a stop. A few people stare as all of Miguel levers out of the seat, but no-one fusses beyond that as he and Thera disembark. "This way, hon ..." A tug on his hand leads toward the gleaming tinted glass of 'Shops at Columbus', "Let me know if the crowds get to be too much."

#therapardalis #verse; trasnaigh an rubaicón

[iobartach]

I"m obsessed with HIM.

HELLO EVERYONE IM BACK AND I MISS U!

#muse #queued

[iobartach]

i'm so relieved that it's almost the weekend 😭

#ooc #work was grinding me down a loooot #but i survived. i'm still in one piece 👍 #i just wanna ... rest for a while ;_; #at least i have some time off next week <3

[iobartach]

Miguel O’Hara WIP!! Obviously Spiderverse was amazing once again

#muse #queued

[iobartach]

“We may have years, we may have hours, but sooner or later, we push up flowers.”

— Membrillo, Grim Fandango

#musings #queued

[iobartach]

small doodle | miguel o hara

had to draw him, losing my edge been transfixed on other things so im a little rusty DONT HURT ME

#muse #every time i wander into the mig tag it's an ordeal 🥴 #but I've got a... long ass day ahead of me at work ... and ngl he do be kinda precious here 👀❤️

[iobartach]

Arch nemesis

+ version with miles idk which one I like more 😋

#muse #queued

[iobartach]

Reblog to BITE prev

#crack #rip to poor broly jfgdgf #gonna chomp away. #mauga's on notice too-- he better watch out next-- #💀