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pzfr · 2 months
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3. whose writing has impacted your writing style the most? (you can choose anyone! famous writer or not.)
QUESTIONS FOR MUNS.
So I try to adapt to everyone I write with at least a little, figure out what works for everybody. Now that said I definitely love what you do with your descriptions and character exploration of Miguel. Similar sentiment for @viopolis, @outofthiisworld, @5mind @lambfated @beatgod @sweet-smarts and others.
In terms of broad inspiration from fiction? Lots of places, mediums, writers & storytellers. Formative ones for me were Douglas Adams, Edgar Rice Burroughs, and Jack Kirby. They still left their impact and I've since taken in lots more.
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lancelot-sharpkeen · 16 days
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RECORD SCRATCH NOISE
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gazelessmenagerie · 4 months
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"It's delicious..." He claims... trying to not succumb to the bitter taste of eating lemons, before Broly steals from him next!
He didn't have to do anything to elicit such an action. Broly knew not what went through that idiot's head but he wasn't about to stop the scene from playing out as he watched those fangs bite into the hardy flesh of the harsh citrus, crimson orbs locked with his own as that voice attempted to give an air of bravado with decreeing how the fruit was delicious. The Brute could only stand in place, tail flicking about as a building snicker threatened to burst from his maw in a cackle.
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He is still going to steal but right now he wished he had a damned camera.
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therapardalis · 4 months
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[Moonlight Aesthetic Meme from @iobartach.]
(💥) Our muses get a power outage.
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Well ... shit. At first glance it might seem that Thera was carrying a candle as she padded to the kitchen - but a closer look would instead show her hand turned upwards, a little ball of fire manifested above the palm. The globe floats free a moment as she opens the small cupboard by the door, then winks out as she finds her emergency flashlight and a few spares.
A glance out the window has told her that the blackout is affecting at least the immediate part of the street, and she can hear car horns being overused already. Her concern, though, is her own building, and she plans to take the stairwell and check on the other residents, just in case.
With the spare flashlights in a bag slung over her shoulder she heads for the apartment's front door, murmuring under her breath, "Miguel, honey, I sure hope this wasn't you ..."
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mistrdctr · 3 months
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@iobartach asked: "I may seem like an angry person on the surface, but deep inside I'm actually angrier." (I'm so sorry for him)
"---That's, uh, equally as relatable as it is concerning, to be honest."
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"Please don't tell me that I'm the reason for said anger. Or, if I am, give me the chance to try and solve the problem at hand before, uh, you know, trying to kill me. ---Has happened before. It's exhausting. I'm getting old."
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hxllblazer · 5 months
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I Wan'na Be like You (The Monkey Song) - from the movie The Jungle Book || @iobartach
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“Y’ know, outta all o’ you spider folk I would’ve thought you’d be the tall one.”
There’s probably even a clever joke or three to be made concerning size and web distribution, but John’s not sure he’s got half the mind to find it right now. He was more concerned with watching the mess, or rather the cleaning of it.
Or the attempted cleaning, anyways, the splinters of the in between fractures of space were never something that was clear to him but John’s at least sure that has to be what’s making the guy look a bit fuzzy around the edges. “’fore y’ ask or get your bits in a bunch, I’m just an interested party. Nothing more. Think of me like… a vulture. A curious vulture.”
He motioned with a hand, a thin grin splitting. “One that’s very interested in knowing how you’ve done all o’ this.”
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crookedredemption · 1 month
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     the stench of garbage bags, sewer water and rotting bodies overpowered their senses. after a ten minute long fighting escapade between the slayer and spider-man 2099, it concluded in the waste tunnels beneath new york city. the slayer's de-transformation was obscured by the familiar crimson mist.
“   you  know  what’s  worse  than  finding   half   a  worm  in  your  apple ??   falling  in  a  sewer .   ” @iobartach quipped, ignoring sylmae's dismay.
     she was soaked head to toe in sewer water and she was visibly unhappy. sylamae's hands slapped the green murky water in frustration, intentionally splashing her opponent.
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     "shut up! now we both smell like shit! why couldn't you just mind your business and let me do what i needed to do?!" sylmae scolded harshly.
     with her height, the water came up to her upper waist. miguel was lucky enough to have the disgusting muck not even touch his hip bone. her hands reached towards a ladder and climbed it to a semi-dry area. her hoodie and jeans were soaked and stuck against her wet skin. from the bowels of the sewer, came a low rumbling sound from an unknown creature.
     "get out of the water, you annoying fucking spider. i'd be damned if something else gets to you before i do."
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1mpulsee · 1 month
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@iobartach / liked for a one liner .
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❝ don’t HURT me !! ❞
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defectivexfragmented · 2 months
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"Wow." It was an understatement. Peter swore the place was larger than anything he had seen before with more Spider-Man walking around than seemed humanly possible. There had always been the feeling he was alone, the only Spider-Man out there, but apparently he had been seriously wrong.
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"Is this even real?! How is this all real?!" Still, he stood absolutely dumbstruck with his jaw practically on the ground staring at all of the Spider-Mans casually milling about. He felt almost naked without his suit but it was in tatters after his last fight, the one that landed him in Earth 616.
@iobartach
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vitalphenomena · 2 months
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@iobartach said: it could be her, but i’m the one who is presently standing in front of you.
“Right.” 
Harris towers, but Miguel, the wide hulking mass of him, looms. It’s overwhelming, intimidating. These are not things that Harris feels often. 
“And you want what with me, exactly? I’m just a guy. I’m just a pleasant fuckin’ guy.” He shrugs, inspects his knuckles. The skin is not split; the blood on them does not belong to him. He does not break or fall apart easily.
He doesn’t intend on starting now.
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xalwaysalighthouse · 2 months
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Elizabeth was rather skilled with her powers. Simply picturing where she wanted to go, she could open up a tear in time and space and hop through. On a good day.
Not all days were good days.
Sometimes, the tears in reality she created were to places she couldn't even dream of. That she wasn't even aware existed before she reached there. And in terms of time? She had even less control. Places were easy but time slipped so easily through her fingers.
She was used to (mainly) bright and vibrant places, open spaces. Even Rapture had open space! But-- but here-- this future? What WAS this? Everything so large and dark and-- and was this outfit just the look of the future? She'd certainly not seen anything like it before.
Despite not knowing him, he had seen her enter through the tear and begin to freak out. Just a little. She'd open the tear to get away from attackers on one side and the hope of going somewhere brighter, only to end up in this place. Surely she was allowed to babble and be a little shocked? His brusque manner was not helping.
alright, well, take it easy.
The words cut through. Actually, they probably cut through because she HOPED he wasn't trying to be patronising. Whether it was his intention or not, those words did catch her attention and cause her to pause. Her brow furrowed and she looked at him curiously and cautiously. Wary. And maybe with a spark of annoyance because look she wasn't having a good time right now. But she was twenty-five! She was no child!
i’m just trying to be very thorough here.
Clearly he had caught her look, though she wasn't sure if his words were a backtrack or digging deeper into the ground.
She folded her arms across her chest, hugging herself, and glanced away. Elizabeth wanted to get annoyed with him. She was having quite the bad day and she was... was somewhere she'd never dreamt of. But it wasn't his fault. And maybe if she calmed down he could help.
"Well, there's being thorough and then there's being annoying, which goes hand-in-hand quite regularly I'm sure," she replied, almost a mutter. Then she pulled herself together and looked at him. "Sorry. I-- I'm sorry. I was just in shock. I just-- This isn't where I wanted to go. I've no idea what this place is, but why is it so dark?"
buzzfeed unsolved (accepting) !! @iobartach
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gazelessmenagerie · 4 months
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✏️ (🥦)
Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!
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therapardalis · 3 months
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valentine’s day application!
Name: Miguel O'Hara Age: 35 Do you like to cuddle?: Yes Can we make-out?: Absolutely ;) A night in or dinner out?: Happy to do both! Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Chocolate 😏 What makes you a good Valentine?: 1.) Cuddlebug 2.) Would do anything for her 3.) Protective 4.) Actually cares a whole lot (in spite of his ;tough' exterior 5.) Has a sense of humour! (etc...) Would you cook for me?: Yes (he knows like 3 dishes total, but willing to learn!) Would you let me cook for you?: Yes
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"Hmm, definitely a strong contender ... but did you get someone to help you with some of the questions?"
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coolrpblog · 11 days
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"No you're not sorry, you're a coward. I saw how you backed up against the wall when he said help him."
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"I-" Dwight swallows hard as he lowers his gaze. Guilt eating away at him. His shoulders sink. "I'm weak… I-I don't know why I couldn't get myself to move and help when I wanted to." What was he spposed to do though???? "It's… just like before… someone needed help and I just… couldn't make myself to do anything…"
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knghtlock · 11 days
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< y' know ---- > the small , drone - like creature's voice is almost musical, chipper & chime-like despite the fact that her guardian was off doing ... something. probably scouting their new , unfamiliar surroundings the best they can, considering that the traveler didn't grant either of them the gift of sticking to walls. < i think this society place ya got here is really neat ! >
so many new things to scan , too ! periodically, a bright , razor-thin plane of light bursts out from the ghost's singular, star-shaped "iris," harmlessly gliding over every new thing her eye caught before zipping around the ... spider ? man ? guy's head with a twirl of her shell. she falls into an almost - lazy orbit , slowly drifting around miguel's head before a spine is stuck out for an approximation of a handshake. another giggle bubbles from the paracausal robot , her lower eye shutter raising in an approximation of a smile.
< lumax , by the way ! i think you've already met my guardian - she's the, uh... ( what did you call her ? oh right --- ) the anomaly that can't stick to stuff ! and , uh - well , i know you're some sorta bigshot spider - guy , but i don't think i caught your name. > the camera - like shutters narrow that shining, strange iris into a squint - temporarily scanning her own databases. < oh. yeah , no - i definitely didn't . whoopsie ! got a bit excited about expanding the ol' database ! > / @iobartach
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