Mysterious Black Cat 2
(Part 1)
Everyone making a loud shrieks or concerning sounds. "What the hell?" Hobie quickly uses his night vision on his high tech suit, he saw Miles quickly taking the chance to run in the dark.
The bodyguard became alert, Slick looks around being confused, "Who da fuck turns off the lights?" He shouted with anger. "Turn back the lights- OHFF!"
Hobie took the chance to sock the shit out of the drug dealer with his guitar. "What was that?" A bodyguard shouted, "Boss! Boss?"
Slick fell back on the table knocking everything down. This caused the groupies to scream by the loud sounds, " FUCK! SOMEBODY FUCKING HIT ME! SHOOT HIM!" He felt his mouth bleeding.
"But boss, we can't see- AH!" Spider Punk used his web to catch the bodyguard then whack him with his punch.
"SHOOT HIM!" One of Slick's men started to shoot up on the ceiling causing a massive uproar.
A wave of screams and panic ran through the whole club causing people to run and shove anyone and everyone being blind in the darkness. Hobie saw two bodyguards being trampled.
Slick quickly shove one of his women in front of him, "Move out the way, bitch!"
"Ahh!" The girl fall onto the ground being unaware from a group of people about to trampled her.
Luckily, Spider Punk came swinging to save her with one swoop. He let her down by the bar, her voice shaking, "Thank you." Then one of Slick's men was able to get the lights on at the electric breaker.
When the lights came on, Slick spotted Spider Punk up on the ceiling, "Shit, it's Spider-man! Take him down! Shoot the fucker!" He had his handkerchief to wipe the blood off his mouth.
His men pulls out their guns, "Ha, fucking twats!" Hobie said with his Spidey Sense alerted him of the danger. "That's my cue to fuck shit up!" He quickly uses his web shooters to catch all their guns with one yank.
Than he jumps over to knock one man after another, he didn't hold back. He never did. Spider-Punk is known to kill his enemies without any remorse, there was no reason to. Why? These are the same men and evil crooks that tainted his city, polluting his people and killing them off without a care.
"Fuck! What the hell are you shitheads doing? What I'm paying for ya assholes!" Slick shouted in anger as he stood in panic. One man after another being thrown against the wall by him. He watched in horror, "Mister Brownstone is gonna kill ya for not stopping Spider-man!"
As the crowd of panic people tries to run out, Spider-man being busy with Slick's men, "Mister Brownstone that sick bloke?" He had a feeling the sick twisted man would be part of this.
Slick saw Spider-man taking down another man, which made him panic even more. He quickly grabs an innocent young woman, "Come here, bitch!" Then holds out a gun at her head, "Ha! Come at me, Spider-man and watch! I'll blow this bitch's brains out!"
"AHHHH! Spider-man save me!" The woman screams with tears coming down her eyes.
Spider Punk harshly punch another of Slick's men with so much force there was a sound of the guy's neck snapping in half. The limb lifeless body fell to the ground once he let it go, his eyes glaring at the drug dealer. "Oh, is that so?" He asked out loud.
"I swear, I will!" He gripped on the girl, "SHUT THE FUCK! I WILL SHOOT HER FUCKING BRAINS OUT! I WILL! YOU THINK I WON'T!" He started to shout like a wild animal.
Hobie's fist clenched with anger running through his veins, before he could launch his next move. *STAB* Spider-man took a halt, all while the young woman screams out loud.
Slick stood with his breathing shaking, his gun trembling as if he could believe what happened. He felt something in his neck. What is it? Who did this? His grip softens causing the young woman to take her chance to run out of the club.
Hobie could only grin under his mask. Slick slowly turns around to find a young woman? No, man with white long thick locs wearing a black cat mask and leather black suit with a zipper slightly open to reveal a bit of his chest like cleavage. He had white fuzzy fur around his wrists, boots and the opening around his zipper. The figure smirks widely at him, "Bla-Bla-Black Cat!" His voice faded.
Black Cat pointed at his own neck to show Slick where is the knife, "You got something there." With an amusing giggle.
Slick follow where the Anti-Hero pointed, he felt a strange small knife into his neck, then yank it out of him. All in shock, he could feel his body being drained as his own blood spilled out of him. Just like that he fell to the ground being lifeless, "Mmm," Black Cat walks with his boots click and clat, "That's for calling me a trick, asshole."
Spider-Punk went over to check on the body, "I would've made him suffer." His eyes watches this so called Black Cat squatting down to go through Slick's body.
"We're on a time crunch, bae." Black Cat hummed as he take out Slick's Smart phone, "Puurrr-fect!"
"What you got there, darling?" Spider-man looks over at the mysterious Black Cat.
"Like you, I have a mission too. I'm stopping Mister Brownstone and Slick is always know when the launch is taking place." He answered having to use a special device to scan and import all information into his own Smart Phone then send it to Spider-man's system.
"Hey, how did you..."
"I have a friend that helps me out, I told him to hack your suit so I can send it to him." Black cat finished getting all his information, "Anyway, we better head out before the cops come."
"Those fucking pigs won't do nothing but save their own arse." Spider Punk grunts as he went to kick the dead drug dealer, "Pfft, fucking bloke."
"Well, I found a room where they kept all their drugs in here, and had my friend called well known detective and reporter."
Spider-Punk arched his eyebrow, "Oh really?"
"Mmhhmm." Black Cat flipped his white dreadlocks at the punker as he walks pass him with his hips sway, "Now, you wanna follow me and watch? I found a good view?" His plump lips twisted into a pretty smirk.
Hobie's eye mask widen then nodded, "Alright." He happily follow the very flexible anti-hero. Black Cat knew how to climb, flip and use a whip to easily lift himself up high on the building.
"That's hot!" Hobie saw Black Cat put away his whip after using it to swing from one building to the next.
The two were on a building watching cops and reporters coming to record the club. It happens so fast. Hobie took the chance to scan the cops that appeared. "You know them, huh? They are the worst cops in Brooklyn." Black Cat uses his own eye mask to take photos. "Ned, you got that?"
Ned responded in Black Cat's intercom earbuds, "Yup, got it, man!"
"Good."
Spider Punk stood next to him, "Ned?"
"He's the guy who hack into your suit. He said he's sorry but you really need to update your stuff." Black Cat placed one hand on his hip. "Your running on that Windows 7, huh?"
"Heh, your witty, mate?" Spider-Punk snorted.
"Of course, papí..." The Anti-hero turns to the club then back at Spider-man, "Or should I say, Hobie?"
"Oh wait! Now, hold on, darling! I'm not this Hobie-" Black Cat went up to him with his tongue licking his lips and hands on his chest, "I can smell weed on you, and your the only punker with black cargo pants, and have a British accent, darling..."
Hobie smells the sweet mango Shea Butter then let out a smirk, "Okay, you got me, Sunflower."
"So you figured it out?" Miles smirks widely being amused.
"Of course, with a pretty face like that and," Hobie's thumb gently rubs Black Cat's plump lips, "beautiful lips..." Leaning over with his voice low, Miles giggles at this.
"Easy, papí." He slowly move away, "I'm not easy."
"I'm not looking for a one night stand, darling. I think I'm..." He saw the city lights casting on the Anti-Hero's body giving him an angelic glow as if he wasn't real. "in love." being breathless at the sight.
Miles taken aback by his words, then chuckles, "Man, you must've never seen a man like me then."
"Nah, your one of kind."
Okay that one made Black Cat blush, "Umm... thanks? Don't you got a girl? Maybe flirt with her than me." Miles wasn't use to someone so awestruck by him.
Yeah, he's a sexy feline Anti-Hero, but as far of being sexually desire this was different. Hobie sure knew how to surprised him. "Nah, I never had any one interesting like you, luv." Hobie said.
"Huh, really?" Black Cat chuckles again, then he went to feel Hobie's chest, "It would be nice to have Spider-man as a partner.... someone strong, and funny. What about it, papí? Wanna join with me?" His lips got close to Hobie's mask.
"Oh I don't do partners. I'm a solo hero."
"Awe, are you sure?" Miles pouts at him.
How can he say no to that cute pout? "Hmm, okay, luv. I'll try it with you!"
Black Cat happily purred, "Thank you, papí." He felt Spider Punk's hands on his waist, "Careful with them hands, papí."
"I'm a gentlemen, Sunflower." Spider Punk gave out a low chuckle that send shivers down Black Cat's back.
"I hope so." Miles hums.
Ned interrupted their moment, "Um, hey, Miles... I got the next location..."
"OH right, I'll get going." Black Cat pulled away from Spider-punk, then said, "Send me the location. I'm heading there now."
Hobie reaches his hand out, "Wait, luv. Where you going?"
"Sorry, papí. This cat doesn't like to be tame. I got business to take care." Miles turns his head over at Hobie with a grin on his face, "I'll call you when I need you next time. Remember we're partners in crime."
"Partners, huh?" Hobie is really liking the sound of this.
Miles giggles, "Don't think too hard, bae. It's gonna take a lot more than that sexy accent and punk exterior to impress me."
"So you do find me attractive." Hobie smirks widely.
Black Cat lowly purrs as he went over to Hobie only to lift a bit of his mask up to reveal Spider Punk's lips. "Believe me, you'll know if I didn't, papí." Miles playfully licks Hobie's bottom lip then tongue kisses him.
Spider Punk's eyes masks eyes widen so much that he felt his own eyes would pop out. "Mmm!" Hobie groans. Such a delicious kiss, so much tongue, so much skills.
Miles did know how to win his heart. This kiss felt like heaven with a hint of sweet cherry gloss. "Hmm," Black Cat pulls away with a delighted purred.
'"I think I love you, darling." Spider Punk breathes heavily for his Black Cat.
"Fallen hard for me, huh?" Black Cat lick his lips, damn he wants Spider Punk.
"Very." Hobie knows he has fallen in love.
Black Cat could only laugh before taking his leave. Spider Punk stood on the top of the building admiring the view of the Anti-Hero's body disappearing as he swing and jumps over building after building.
"What a daring minx!" Hobie watches with awed, he's in love and there's nothing he can do about it. It's not like he wants to do anything except to be with his Sunflower.
Ahh, his beautiful Sunflower. Surely, he will call him when he needs him! Spider Punk can only hope.
"I'm facing temptations (temptations), I wanna do right, we both want the sensation"
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Hey there! I'm having a debate with my mother and thought I'd ask an actual Frederick expert. So did he actually have STDs/broken dick to explain his lack of children, was he gay or both? Like what is the source situation? Thanks.
Hi! Oh boy, I am not used to asks and I'm sick, this is gonna get rambly... :'D
Frederick's sexuality has been a subject of debate pretty much since the man himself was a teenager. The story about him sleeping with farm girls and sex workers "because his father kept him away from reputable women" and contracting syphilis/gonnorhea in his youth originates with Johann Georg Zimmermann. Zimmermann was Frederick's contemporary and a doctor. And also Frederick's biggest fan. I vaguely remember a story about him meeting his idol and breaking down in tears afterwards because there was "nobody he loved more than the King of Prussia".
Anyway.
Zimmermann became Frederick's physician in the last months before his death and published multiple books about him afterwards, one of which contained the theory mentioned above. According to him, Frederick was actually super into his wife (and women in general) and they had an amazing time together before the gonnorhea flared back up. This flare up was allegedly treated with a surgery that deformed Frederick's nether region and thus he pretended that he had no interest in his marriage despite loving Elisabeth Christine so very much. Instead, he pretended to be gay for clout in enlightenment circles and so the public would know that the King was still able to fuck.
Sounds wild? Tabloid-y? Absolutely.
Now one would think that, as the last royal physician, Zimms would know best about the state of Frederick's dick. However, a surgeon who also saw the King naked (albeit post mortem) said that there was absolutely nothing unusual to report. Zimmermann doesn't give a source for any of his biographical claims either and even other contemporaries thought he was full of shit (Kotzebue was on his side though. You may know Kotzebue as the reactionary poet and playwright who got assassinated in 1819, in part leading to the so called Karlsbader Beschlüsse. Old Zimms sure moved in a popular crowd).
Still, Zimmermann's writing was used as a source on Frederick's sexuality up until the early 2010s because nothing says "great source!" like unsourced claims about maritial love from someone who was five years old and in Switzerland at the time. Other than Zimmermann, some people (Venohr, Ohff quoting Venohr) also quote an excerpt from an alleged letter from Frederick to an unspecified friend that basically just says "I love my wife's vagina", but that one is probably fake. I'd love to know when it started showing up in literature though.
In the early 2010s, the overall tone shifted (not that nobody noticed that Frederick was queer before, there are 19th century articles about that too iirc and Mitford alluded to it in the 1970s). Newer biographies, like Burgdorf and Blanning, as well as an article for the big Friederisiko exhibition of 2012 clearly state that there is no reasonable doubt that Frederick was (primarily) interested in men (there were a few women that he may have had feelings for, but this post is getting long).
There are other contemporary accounts that suggest relations with men (even if we're not counting Voltaire), there's his poetry (oh God, his poetry...), letters, his general group of associates, and, funnily enough, even Zimmermann, who says that everyone close to the King said he "loved like Socrates Alcibiades" (Zimms, of course, knows better and saw right past the facade or something).
Frederick did definitely try to have kids (at least partly because his dad promised him a trip outside of Prussia if he produced an heir...) and was not successful. This could be due to many reasons, we probably won't ever know the real answer. Maybe his dick really did fall off, maybe he just thought he was impotent, maybe there were some issues on EC's part, maybe he just didn't try enough. What we do know is that he evnetually outsourced the heir-department to his brother (Augustus) William, who was definitely into women and from whom the modern main line of the Hohenzollern descends.
Boy this post is a mess, I hope that any sort of insight was gained from this :'D For a more orderly analysis of Frederick's sexuality and more source quotes I would suggest reading Blanning. Burgdorf is fun to read too, especially for an overview of the people close to Frederick, but he doesn't source his claims properly and is kind of the opposite extreme to the "he was totally straight"-crowd.
TL;DR: Zimmermann was full of shit, but maybe his dick was broken, who are we to judge. He was probably not straight anyway.
Stuff that's not necessarily directly relevant but that I can link to: A personal favourite primary source are the Marwitz letters (which @your-disobedient-servant translated), which are mostly proof for the sexuality of Frederick's younger brother Henry, but which are hilarious to read nonetheless. There's also a man shown in William Hogarth's satirical painting Marriage a la mode from 1743/44 who plays the flute, has Frederick's nose and tan, and is positioned among "the homosexuals" in front of a painting of Ganymede being captured by Zeus in the form of an eagle... That's not really a good source for Frederick's own life, but a fun tidbit on the side about the european gossip situation. Marriage a la mode is an interesting painting. (Article about Frederick's nose in contemporary paintings, I'm sorry I only provide links to useless knowledge)
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