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jell0buss-37 · 10 months

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Could I ask for a peter b parker x black!fem!reader where maybe Y/N is the prowler in Peter's dimension and he's friends with her and then he finds out she's the prowler (and perhaps she also finds out he's spiderman 👁👁) and he tries to talk to her

If you don't like the prowler idea Y/N can just be any Villian :))

(This is kinda angsty I'm sorry 😭)

I love this idea! I think it'd be interesting if they were more rivals to begin with and had started to slowly grown closer. And as their super-sonas, they'd always have more playful banter. I also thought it'd be interesting if the reader and him started working together on certain cases and such! I'm writing this while waiting for my tires to get looked at, and this gave me a lot of ideas. I hope you like them!

He is so goofy I love him <3

You two had known eachother since high school

Neither of you were exactly over achievers whenever it came to academics, but boy were you guys competitive

Nothing really interesting either of you unless one of you were suddenly better than the other at it

Mathematics? You only took AP to spite him

English Language Arts? He yoinked that from you by winning multiple prizes for his short stories.

You were in Theatre, Art, and Auto shop, while he took over Orchestra, Band, and Culinary

Once the two of you graduated, you thought all of this feuding would finally be over

You and your sister lived together and took care of her son, your sister being a cop. She met her husband in the academy, and went on to join the army

You had your nephew, Miles, who was only 2 at this time

You'd spend many nights taking care of him

He was your favorite little dude

Eventually, times started getting tough, Your brother in law going MIA

He was presumed dead

You had worked at your dad's mechanic shop when you got the news

You were quickly by your sisters side

You had moved in by the end of the month

About a year later, you still worked as a mechanic, however due to how tight money was getting, and Miles getting older, you had to take on another job

You met this guy, a doctor at the University

He took you under his wing, and taught you all about robotics

Soon you became the prowler

You'd get these shady deals to do some crimes, smuggling certain weapons, handling affairs with shady politicians

You weren't proud of it, but it kept the cash flow steady.

You soon we're able to move your older sister and your nephew into a nicer neighborhood in Queens, nothing much but a good apartment with a good daycare down the road for Miles

You didn't, however, count on your new neighbors

"(Y/n)??"

You froze in the door to your new apartment

"Peter..."

It was awkward at first, and so you both held this silent agreement that you just wouldn't talk to eachother

Until your sister invited him to dinner

It was... Awkward

At first

Soon you guys were talking about old times, realizing how stupid it was to be feuding in the first place

And soon it's as if you never even hated eachother

He thought it was cool that you were a mechanic now, admitting he actually knows more about cars because of you in high school

He was very sympathetic to your sister and the loss of her husband, even offering to watch Miles every now and then if you guys needed

He was quick to become a family friend, coming over almost every Sunday now

How you two had met as the prowler and spiderman was a different story, however

You had been stealing out a large corporate bank, your Intel being to take a certain actors bank deposit

However, things were quick to go tits up

It appears that some other guys had the idea to rob that bank as well

Just a bunch of guys wearing Halloween masks

Amateurs.

You were quick to crash into the scene, finding them threatening bystanders and taking hostages

Amateurs.

Suddenly, a certain hero had also crashed into the scene, to find you beating up and knocking out a couple of the crooks, sending away the hostages

He was surprised, unsure if you were friend or foe

Either or, he helped you handle the guys

The two of you worked pretty good together, making a pretty decent team

It seemed you were a friend!

Until you went and just grabbed the bank statements, knocking Spiderman out of the building with an explosive you had planted

Okay, you were a foe.

You were gone before he could even collect himself

These little interactions would continue, him always joking and making smartass comments and remarks, you only staying silent

Although he was pretty amusing

Meanwhile, in your civilian lives, things seemed to be going pretty great

In fact, it appears that something more seemed to be going on between the two of you

It starts turning into more one night, when you come home early from a day at your auto shop, finding Peter watching a movie with Miles and eating some snacks

"Hey! Look Miles, your Auntie is back from being a grease monkey!" "Hey, look Miles, Uncle Peter is always a monkey!"

Miles loves you both so much, and was really excited to be tucked in and read a bedtime story to by you guys

You sang his favorite little song to him, the ABCs (don't ask, it's what my mom sang to me as a kid), and finishing it off with My Little Sunshine

Peter watches from the doorway, staring almost dreamily at you while you comfort the little guy

You close the door lightly, standing outside his door with Peter, the two of you joking with eachother for a bit

Eventually, it's about time he heads out, and you walk him out to see him off

He seems to be contemplating something in his head, and he suddenly turns around to ask you something

But you're right in front of him already, your noses bumping a bit, causing your breath to hitch a bit

"Hah, u-uh, I was just thinking, there's that new movie coming out soon, and-"

Your lips are suddenly on his, a light peck to his own

You pull back with a smile, laughing at his dazed expression

"... So is that a yes? Or-" "Yes, Peter."

You two start dating soon after, finding that the times spent together are so much funner whenever you guys aren't fighting

You were worried at first, due to you having to disappear every now and then because of your Prowler duties, and you were worried he would start questioning you

However, Pete was also worried about the same thing

You two didn't even notice that you guys would disappear every now and then to lead your double lives

It wasn't until about 6 months into you guys dating, when you both had come home around the same time covered in bruises and scratches from your previous excursion together

Peter was so worried, asking a thousand questions a minute

Meanwhile he had a black eye himself, and you two were freaking out at the same time

You both had came up with your own excuses

However, you guys started becoming distant since that event, both of you scared at what would happen if your lives got mixed up in eachothers

The break-up was inevitable at that point

You guys avoided eachother for a month, both as your alter egos and as yourselves

You guys were both obviously hurt from this

You had even started to question your work as the Prowler. You decided to put an end to being the Prowler. You were gonna get your Peter back

You were on the way to see the Doc, to give him his things back, a text sent to Peter telling him to meet up

When suddenly there was a collapse on the bridge, and you see spiderman fighting the very same doctor that you were on your way to see

Except now he had... 8 robot arms???

You were quick to suit up, helping out the vigilante that had become your friend

You help anyone that needs it, and even jump in to help Spidy

You both eventually defeat Doc Ock, and your by his side when he's stopping the bridge from completely collapsing

He gets hit with some falling debris, and he's knocked out, along with his mask

You're quick to go and catch him before he falls into the water below you

You get him to a safe place, only to find-

"PETER!??"

You were quick to rip off your own mask, trying to shake him awake

When he comes to, he sees your tearstained face looking down at him

"Hey pretty Lady... I was actually just on my way to see ya!"

He panics when he realized he was in his spidersuit, but you were quick to calm him down

He was... Shocked to find out that his "favorite colleague" was his girlfriend the entire time

"This is great! Now we can be the ultimate smoke show power couple!!"

Yeah, things were going to be great

#fanfiction #peter b parker #peter b parker x reader #peter benjamin parker #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman into the spiderverse #headcannons

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atotalmess-lol · 10 months

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C'est pas vrai.

Spider-person!Reader x Miguel O'Hara.

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, no comfort.

Author's Note: I love to torture myself with angst of my comfort characters. Anywhoosies, enjoy ❤︎

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You're The Spider, the Spiderman variant of your timeline. You protect your home city from harms way and insure that people are kept safe.

Though often times, some people slip through the cracks and crevasses of your hands. You can't save everyone, but you try.

Some of those that have slipped from your grasp happened to be those you love. You've lost a lot of people; friends, family and most recently a lover. Their death pained you to the point where you dreaded to even look at your suit. You felt as if their death was your fault, especially when you found them, dying yet still alive. They died in your arms. You cried a lot. You can't save everyone, but you tried.

Weeks passed and you slipped into your suit once again. Though guilt rattled around in your body, the wind flowing around you was, soothing in a way as you swung from building to building.

Sprinting parallel to the ground across glass pains of a tall building, you leaped once you reached the edge, spinning a web to the next building you— wait, what was that?

You stuck to the side of another building, scanning the ground below, you retraced your steps. Confusion and curiosity popping up when you saw.. Orange? It's hue reflecting off the walls in between two buildings.

You stared, stuck to that building for moments as you fought yourself, desperately wanting to know what it was that was going on, what's causing that orange light? Is someone in trouble? But another side of you felt as if you would be too weak to quell whatever situation you would face. This was your first time in your suit after weeks of grieving.

You wish you chose the ladder.

You let yourself drop, landing on a rooftop you started to run, jumping over edges and ledges as you started to see the light briger.

You should've just went home.

You slowed down to a crawl when you heard voices. Peeking over the ledge you saw two people; one was wearing a white and black suit —similar to yours— their forearms pink with webbing accents. The other stood tall, much taller than the other person as he seemed to be lecturing them. He wore a suit similar to yours navy blue with red accents —from what you could see— across his back and shoulders. The orange light that reflected off him showed tiny patterns across his body, they looked like tiny circuits.

They two of them seemed different. Different from the many other people you interact with, different from the foes you defeated. 'They're not from here' you thought as you moved closer to the ground.

You felt both of their heads turn when you dropped to the asphalt, standing up straight you turned the corner. Taking cautious steps toward them.

"Who are you two?" You asked, eyes narrowed.

"Nothing you need to know." The man replied, curt and to the point. You could help but notice how rushed he sound as you froze for a moment, he sounded familiar.

"Then what's that?" You questioned, stiffening as you stood taller.

"Another thing you don't need to know." He crossed his arms. "You don't need to know anything, we were just leaving." The other person looked between you and the man several times, "Wait, what? Miguel weren't you-"

Your breath hitched. Your hands began to shake.

"Wait, Miguel?.. Miguel O'Hara..?" You asked, taking in a sharp breath.

The man turned his attention back to you. "Yes," no "is something wrong?" No, no, no.

You paused, stumbling backwards. This isn't real. Your bottom lip quivered. 'some sick joke.'

"No.." you shook your head "No, no you're not.." The both of them looked at you, confusion evident even in the expression of their masks.

"You died.." your legs began to wobble and your breath quickened.

He froze "What?" He took note of your shaking knees and trembling body.

You swallowed a thickly, throat burning. "You died, You're dead." Your head shook from side to side, "You were shot.. 5 weeks ago.. Miguel." Tears welled in your eyes, soaking the inside of your mask.

"I found you in that alley way..."

His stomach dropped, completely frozen in place.

"You died in my arms." Your voice broke.

"Miguel is dead.. Who are you..?"

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Fin ❤︎

Sorry if anything doesn't make sense😭

#miguel x reader #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara angst

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thealmightyemprex · 3 days

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Silver Age of Comics Villains Mount Rushmore

So I am doing a Mount Rushmore for the greatest supervillains

Rules:Just doing DC and Marvel

Will limit the villains to the era they appear in

This time the Silver Age (1956-1970)

Our 12 contenders(Silver Age is full of iconic villains so limiting it to 12 is HARD )

Brainiac

Magneto

Kingpin

Green Goblin

Captain Cold

Juggernaut

Black Manta

Sinestro

Reverse Flash

Doctor Doom

Galactus

Doc Ock

Runners up

Guys......This one is hard,the silver age is full of some of the most iconic villains ever

Captain Cold I know not a lot about ,but I love the idea of a working class villain who has his own moral code

Black Manta killed Aqua Mans baby and is one of the most iconic adversaries ,but not as familiar

Galactus is a THREAT,he is a cosmic being who EATS worlds....But he isnt mallicious and is moreapathetic

Sinestro is another iconic adversary BUT simialr to Black Manta Im not as familiar with him

Brainiac and Kingpin are among my personal favorites ,I love these two (Kingpin is my personal fave Marvel villain ) BUT Im not sure for the silver age they fit the Rushmore

Juggernaut is a THREAT ,an unstoppable brute BUT he isnt too bright

Green Goblin nearly made the list ,as he is Spidermans most PERSONAL foe.....But Id argue someone else is more iconic

And My Rushmore Villains are

Reverse Flash :Petty.Just pure pettyness and petty works for a villain.The fanboy turned hater ,and an example of the villainous mirror .What I have experienced with this petty asshole convinced me to include him

Doc Ock-While Goblin is more personal,I feel Ock is more iconic from his design to having a unique relationship with Spiderman ,that is more forged from years as battles.I dunno I feel Ock is a more silver age feeling character

Magneto-The tragic villain and one who flip flops a bit between villain and anti hero ,being both friend and adversary to Charles Xavier.Hes a villain whose motives you understand even while he does villanious deeds,and I think that uniqueness secures him a place on the Rushmore

Doctor Doom-The easy choice .Doom is just fun .He has a cool design .Hes egocentric but he has the power and intellect to back it up while also having a burning hatred for his adversary Reed Richards .While Magneto is the villain you understand,Doom is the villain you love to hate,you boo and hiss but you cant help but love him a little bit ,so he has to be on the rushmore

So my Mount Rushmore for the Silver Age,is Reverse Flash,Doc Ock ,Magneto and Doctor Doom

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#supervillains #doctor doom #magneto #reverse flash #doc ock #juggernaut #green goblin #kingpin #brainiac #galactus #black manta #sinestro #captain cold

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your-old-sins-tournament · 8 months

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OC NAVAL WARFARE

/ -- Romantic

*-- Unlabelled/Other

+ -- QPR

& -- Familial

HG^2 (Charlie "Chuck" Beaumont/Octavian "Tavi Osborne)

Tavi is a cringe-fail loser spoiled rich kid protegy who never properly developed any social skills aside from making people swoon over them. They fell off their god-complex high-horse so hard it landed them in prison for their parents' murder. (They got better, though!) (Tavi, not the parents. The parents are still very much dead.) Chuck has extreme middle child syndrome and enough guilt to strangle the horse Tavi just fell off of (figuratively) .They were so desperate for outside validation that their old girlfriend straight-up poisoned them and they thought nothing of it. Grades and success always meant the world to them until they met Tavi and discovered that reputation wasn't everything. Sometimes being "evil" can be fun, too. Between these two they could fill a lake with their self-loathing, and then fill another with their love for eachother. They are in it together to the end, along with the children they somehow manage to pick up along the way. (These two are technically Marvel/Spiderverse OCs, though they are very separated from the Canon. My partner and I have gone kinda nuts with them over the years, and their story now includes elements/characters from: Ouran High School Host Club, The Magnus Archives, Danny Phantom, Ace Attorney, Supernatural, Harry Potter (as a parody), and many more that I cannot recall.)

Tavi (or Octavian [They/Them]) is the child of two multi millionaire parents. Though they had quite the god complex as a child it was slightly dampened by their roommate/rival/friend Chuck when they got to college at the age of 16. Though they had many wacky adventures during their four years together, that soon came crashing down when their parents were murdered during graduation. So like any sane person they cut off all contact to anyone that they cared about and started getting a Doctorate (after they were miraculously proven innocent). From their they spiraled until they turned 28 and started working at their parents' old company were they run back into Chuck. Chuck (or Charlie [They/Them]) is the middle child of 8, being sandwiched in-between two sets of twins and one set of triplets, wants to noticed within the family. This is achieved when they manage to graduate highschool early and get a huge full-ride scholarship to MIT. They are lead to be roomed with the other 16 year old, Tavi. Through their four years of people assuming that they are dating (they would like to date the but they definitely don't feel the same [they do]) their time together was cut off when their mother had to got to the hospital where she would die a year later. Gets into a toxic relationship, or should I call it poisonous?, relationship with a girl named Gray. That relationship ends and they get a job at a big science place where they eventually reunite with Tavi. Though their relationship starts off very rocky they find bonding time after becoming villains against a common foe and starting a twitch together. Eventually they find a bigger bad and adopt the first villain together <3 (Technically they are Spiderverse/Spiderman ocs but do NOT follow canon very well. Their lore goes further down the rabbit whole but I feel like this gives a good impression of them both haha [I kinda got carried away is what I am saying])

Geheneres (Teneres/"Gehenna")

Ahem hem hem. These two hate the hell out of each other at first. Teneres starts attending this school in senior year because he’s a certified loser freak and in one of his classes he meets Gehenna. While Teneres acts like your typical cringefail cool dude tm who cannot tie his own shoe laces, Gehenna is this cold, quiet being who does not take Teneres well at all. These two fight over the smallest and pettiest things and even before they’re friends they give ex energy.

It’s also worth mentioning Teneres has the ability to control time (rewinding it, altering it, pausing it) and before this he *literally rewrote time itself* in his favor. Basically, before THIS timeline he was shunned by practically all society. He knew the date of his own death, as did the people around him, who never wanted to connect with him in fear of being heartbroken when he eventually died.

Excluding some certain things, he barely managed to escape his own predestined death, which angered the forces which put his fate in place at all. “Nuh uh”, to which Teneres went “FYM NUH UH” and rewrote time. In this timeline, everyone adored him… except for Gehenna.

Because Gehenna was the only one who knew of what he’d done.

But… there was a catch. Over time the two fought less and slowly became friends, hanging out after school was over and learning more of each other’s lives. Teneres learned Gehenna didn’t really come from a very… safe place, and often offered him to come stay at his place after school. Such acts were what warmed a previously cold, outwardly-emotionless Gehenna to him.

But it was also through these interactions that Gehenna grew concern for Teneres. He’d slowly begin acting… stranger, looking as though he hadn’t eaten in days, slept in weeks, acting more agitated and rude. This was because Teneres could feel his control slipping, his ability to keep the secret of all he’d done leaving him. Even still, Gehenna kept it. It was Teneres who confessed he’d messed with time itself, to the people like him he lived with.

And it was here Teneres practically threw himself into this manifested labyrinth of his own making, his body malforming into differing shapes and sizes and matters as the time he’d manipulated and warped essentially dragged across him like sharp nails. Thoughts of self-loathing and yet deep selfishness seeped into his mind and brought Teneres to the limit, where he took out his rage, sadness and fear on the world around him. He only wanted a world that would let him live, and he’d become the villain of his own story just to do that. But to him, it was worth it.

But not to Gehenna. You see, there was a reason he kept the secret, the secret of Teneres’s doings to time itself.

Gehenna valued Teneres’ happiness, just as Teneres valued his. He’d found a friend, a true friend, a person he’d even begun developing… stronger feelings for.

And it was him that was able to truly get to Teneres, in such a state of collapse. Gehenna told him what he did was horrible. It was cruel, unjust and selfish, so selfish. The most selfish thing one could ever do… and yet, he understood. He understood the extent to which Teneres went just to have a chance at being loved.

Gehenna didn’t want to fight. He didn’t want either of them to be hurt anymore… he just wanted them *both* to come home, and they could go back to when they were just arguing during class with each other.

(Lots of stuff I might’ve left out in regards to things (outside) their relationship but man do I have ADHD about these long haired men. Hope you enjoy my cringe…!)

#oc ship tournament #bracket tournament #oc #oc ships #romantic ship #hair gel and hand grenades #hg^2 #geheneres #polls

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skullman2033 · 1 year

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A while back i had an idea about a DC version of the superior foes of spiderman about a bunch of Z-list gotham rogues teaming up to be more of a threat and becoming a found family of misfits, and i finally pushed myself to make summaries of the cast. Thanks @roolsilver for encouraging and helping with the idea

They’re called Z-List and they’re comprised of

Mary Louise Dahl. AKA Baby Doll. Former Child Actress diagnosed with Systemic Hypoplasia, making her have the appearance of an 8-10 year old even though she’s in her early thirties. Has suffered Two psychotic breaks involving her fallen stardom and treatment due to her condition but is now a sane if somewhat temperamental individual . Possesses keen planning skills and owns an apartment complex that she rents out as safehouses for criminals. Also dabbles as a voice actor.

Mitchell Mayo AKA (rather Begrudgingly) Condiment King. Contract killer that specializes in killing people via poisoned foods after salvaging a botched hit by drowning a target in hot sauce. Considers himself cursed with what criminal underworld calls “The Gothams”. Described as “When the stars align so terribly perfect that your entire life seems to point to you being a supervillain” often seen wearing a pickle Green Beanie and black Lennon shades. Also a professional food critic

Leonard “Lenny” Fiasco AKA Eraser. A perfectionist with obsessive compulsive disorder, Lenny grew up heavily bullied by his peers for constantly deliberating over small mistakes in his work to the point that he carried several erasers everywhere he went. Eventually Lenny would fall into crime and become a cleaner. Offering to remove evidence from criminal escapades for 20% of the take using a specialized helmet and pair of gloves inspired by his beloved erasers. He dresses like a goddamn number 2 pencil.

Drury Walker. AKA Cameron Van Cleer. AAKA Killer Moth. Devoted and loving single father to teenager/Spoiled Brat/social media “Villaingilante” Katherine “Kitten” Walker, Alias Pink X. Former long suffering Firefly henchman, and all around blundering criminal oaf. Still has a knack for invention (he invented most of his own gear. Including functioning wings. ) and an unintentional encounter with the occult giving him a “Were-moth” form whenever he’s under extreme stress.

And finally Delbert Billings Kieth Sherwood. AKA Spellbinder. Spellbinder WOULD find immense Success as one of the many villains to Employ mind control. If it werent for a few things. thing. He still has his morals, is emotionally open, and REALLY doesnt want the stigma that comes with the common things you associate with Mind control villains. Still, provided he isnt handicapped by his fear of being seen as a super-Creep he can be quite effective. Armed with custom made projectors in his gloves, mask, and a collection of orange and black spiral eye themed drones. This former school counselor (again, we must restate, he is NOT A CREEP.) is a formidable member of the team, though he often delegates himself to being the moral and emotional core of the group. He also hates teen titans villain Mad Mod. Like, he really. Really. Really hates Mad Mod. So much.

Other characters Include Kite-Man(hell yeah.) AKA Charles Brown. Who used to be a part of the friend group. But Semi-Ditched them when a Clerical Error put him into the Suicide Squad.

Harley Quinn, (because of course.) Big time Villain turned Vigilante (of which almost no one blames her. Nor holds any ill will.) who, while not part of the team is still friendly to them, because Harley is everyones friend TBH.

And really, any other Dc characters i think would be cool for this.

#dc comics #dc characters #DC Spellbinder #killer moth #drury walker #DC Eraser #Condiment King #mary louise dahl #batman rogues #rogues gallery #kite man #Leonard Fiasco #harley quinn

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hanasnx · 2 months

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Found you through princessbrunette (im so nervous thats not her user cause i follow a lot of people and like 5 have princess in Them) cause i LOVE her fics and all thoese thingys also cause i L O V E RAFE CAMERON he’s my manz yk? Also like pope he’s a cutie and JJ he’s also Kinda cute not really John b he’s not my type but i still read her thingys about Him cause…Well im a horny Girl sont know what Else to say

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spider-man has always been a fave of mine ever since i played his friend or foe game on ps2. and yea ik princessbrunette i adore her

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comicbookhyperfixationtime · 7 months

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Uncanny X-Men #194- Juggernaut's Back in Town

Last Issue Recap: The team fought Thunderbird's identical brother and his Hellion friends in a US base, tanked whatever remained of their superhero credibility and then proceeded to just let Thunderbird and the Hellions waltz on back to Emma Frost without any repercussions.

This cover is pretty cool, I wouldn’t say the composition is fantastic but it makes it pretty clear what this issue is going to be about (a big ol’ heavy hitter slap fight) and Rogue with Nightcrawler and Colossus’ powers is intriguing.

The issue doesn't start with a fight though, it starts with Juggernaut having a friendly conversation with the most oblivious cop in New York

Yessir, I'm sure the giant hunk of muscle wider than he is tall couldn't possibly have anything to do with the recently escaped super criminal. 10/10 polic-ing.

Juggernaut watches some news crew give exposition for new readers on him (there's plenty of convoluted backstory but all you really need to know is he's the Juggernaut, bitch) and his recent appearances in other comics (shameless plugins). They also remind us how the X-men and Spiderman (who was Juggernaut's latest foe) are Feared and Hated By the World They Have Sworn to Protect. The popularity of a Marvel character in-universe is indirectly proportional to their popularity IRL, thus why Wonderman is highly successful film star.

Cut to the X-men in the Currently-Not-Destroyed Xavier's School upstate waking up and not giving a singular fuck about one of their super criminals on the loose.

He stayed up all night watching old swashbuckler films ahhhh he's such a dork I love him! (Thirsty Sidenote: this is I think the first time Kurt has been drawn without a shirt and gloves on. In earlier issues he seemed to basically live 24/7 in his costume. Yes I noticed. Don't judge me.)

Nobody cares, that is, except for Colossus (aka Piotr Rasputin), who went from one of my favorite characters to least favorite characters when he started dating an underage Kitty Pryde until Marvel Editor in Chief Jim Shooter told them to stop (possibly the only good decisions Jim Shooter ever made). They wasted so much good himbo potential with this boy. Anyway, he's very excited for a rematch with Juggey after demolishing a few blocks with him in a post-breakup funk several issues ago. So excited he quite literally busts out of his clothes.

See, its dumbass himbo behavior like this I'd enjoy a lot more if I couldn't get the bad taste of him and Kitty out of my mouth. Screw you Claremont for ever thinking that was ok.

Wolverine comes in from his daily barefoot snow jog in purple pajamas to tell Nightcrawler to get the team ready to track down Juggernaut because blah blah its their jobs booo you spoilsport. Honestly I would have loved an issue where the X-men just stayed at home and did nothing. I find the cool-down moments in long running comic series are usually my favorite parts. Its nice to see how these characters interact with each other and live their lives when they aren't constantly in mortal peril. But the cover promised a big knockdown dragemout and so, the plot must keep plotting. (Side note: how did Wolvie even find out about the Juggernaut? Everyone else was listening to the radio but he was running outdoors. His plot sense was tingling I guess).

Since Cyclops is a married man, Storm has lost her powers and Professor X is off in Scotland doing New Mutants stuff, Kurt now has the sole leadership responsibility of the team. I've really enjoyed Kurt's run as team leader so far. He's doing his best but he's not cut out for leadership and its clear he hates every minute of it. He's an extroverted sweetheart who would rather support his friends. Its nice to see Nightcrawler get more stuff to do after barely being present for the past for story arcs. His self doubt is also a fantastic change of pace from the previous leadership dynamics, which were the team leader going "Wah wah wah I'm the leader and you have to do what I say I'm going to be a controlling little bitch," and the second in command/former leader muttering under their breath "I would be such a better leader I deserve this title more leader doesn't know what they're doing wah wah wah." It was basically a three way dick measuring contest between Cyclops, Storm and Professor X and I hated every egotistical minute of it.

Speaking of Storm, we cut to her in her home in Kenya showing some colonial douchecanoes who's boss. Storm was recently depowered by an antimutant weapon created by Forge (long story) and so has quit the team and is returning home to find inner peace or something. Being 80s Marvel Kenya is of course portrayed in a nuanced and intelligent manner- just kidding its a thatched roof bush station in the savannah and I'm pretty sure they only chose Mount Kilimanjaro because it was the only place in Africa they could name.

Also this specific Racist White Dude is using a South African slur (kaffir) in Kenya. I'd like to say the writers meant him to be a South African on vacation in Kenya but to be honest I don't think they were thinking that hard about it. If I'm wrong though and this isn't just an example of lazy writing, lmk.)

The women running bush station who Storm saves turns out to be a member of the tribe that worshipped her as a Goddess in her first appearance (because, again, Marvel is well known for their fantastic African representation /s) and falls at her feet. The implications of this are that the regional drought mentioned in previous panels is the result of Ororo joining the X-men and no longer acting as weather Goddess, which raises a whole bunch of questions about the morality of her decision to leave in the first place, as well as broader questions about the ecology of the Marvel Universe as a whole that literally superpowers were needed to keep the climate in the region stable in the first place (climate change must be hitting them hard and fast, forget the Setinels, this is the bad future y'all should be going back to stop!). Anyway, I'm sure at least some of these will be answered the next time we see her.

Back to the main storyline, Kitty and Rachel are spying on Juggernaut, who is in a bank in civies, seemingly doing ordinary, none-crime stuff.

Look at his giant butt in that tiny chair how could anybody be fooled by this?!

The stakeout is going pretty quietly until Nimrod shows up to finally do something. The panels showing him locking in on the X-men's location is pretty neat, but its giving me Deja Vu. I wonder if its because the panel is so famous I've seen it before, or if they copied some iconic imagery from something else (it is giving me Escape From New York vibes)

Rachel and Kitty evacuate the civies and regroup with the rest of the X-men as Nimrod focuses his attention on Juggernaut. He punches Juggernaut into a conveniently empty construction lot where they can beat the stuffing out of each other without the writers having to worry about civilians. Do you think construction lots cause superhero fights, or do superhero fights cause construction lots? Its a chicken-egg sort of thing I feel. The X-men show up to stick their noses in like a bunch of idiots and this is where I have to make my opinions on Nimrod known.

Nimrod is a mutant hunting cop-robot that had been introduced previously, having been pulled into the current timestream from the Days of Future Past timeline when Dr Strange reversed time to stop the spell of an evil wizard from turning Manhatten into a Hyborian Era fantasy kingdom. I personally think exchanging Fantasy AU Avengers for pink murderbot is a pretty lame deal, but what do I know. Anyway, he's spent all his time since his initial appearance living in some poor guy's basement, eating his snacks, taking up space and barely masquerading as human, much like me.

So. I'ma be honest. I don't like Nimrod. I think he looks like a stupid pink trapezoid. Also, his name is dumb. Yeah, yeah, Nimrod was a famous biblical hunter, I know, but like. This was the 80s. Bugs Bunny had been a thing for decades, "Nimrod" was already well established as an insult and honestly giving the guy that goofy-ass triangle head and Looney Toons-esque invulnerability is not helping the associations. Like, what the hell were the DoFP folks thinking?! But then again this is same Evil Future Government that decided Rachel's mutant hunter outfit should be a literal goddamn gimpsuit so I think its been well established that their real crime aren't against humanity but fashion.

He's also extremely OP in the worst way. I can't even keep track of how many powers this guy has. And you'd think that might make the fight's interesting, right, like you'll you never know what's going to happen next? No actually it makes everyfight extremely boring because I know exactly what's going to happen next, the X-men are going to attack with something and Nimrod is going to go "Nu-uh, you can't hit me I have my everything shield!" and take them out of the fight with some new weapon he pulled out of his ass. And that's exactly what happens this time. Nightcrawler and Colossus teleport into the fight? Nimrod's tracking systems immediately detect them and he blasts them unconscious. Wolverine does a fastball special?But oh no, a force field! Kitty phases through him? Not only does she not disrupt his systems, she gets knocked back by energy field!

The demonstration of Nimrod's bullshit powers is great here, but I actually wanted to post this because of Rachel's fit. Its so 80s but I kind of adore it. This nonsense continues even after Rogue absorbs Kitty, Nightcrawler and Colossus's powers in a Hail Mary. Don't get me wrong, Rogue kicks ass and its hella entertaining but Nimrod once again is on his bullshit. She punches him into a million tiny pieces and he just reforms himself! Then he teleports out of there because I guess even he knew this fight had dragged on long enough. Which is another thing I hate about Nimrod; they can never actually kill the bastard. He'll just teleport away and come back next time with even more bullshit. It'd be so cathartic if Rogue had finally just smacked him down for good but I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of him in the future. The X-men let the Juggernaut go, despite him being a literal criminal, because they've been doing that a lot recently. Unfortunately for them, this time surprise news crews have been behind the fourth wall the whole time like its an episode of Impractical Jokers and now the whole world knows they didn't even try to do their job. And don't give me any "oh they were weak they knew they couldn't taken him" Juggernaut had his psionic bucket hat off and Rachel Summers was right there she could have taken him down with a single thought.

We end the comic with an ominous discussion about the X-men by two members of the Russian Security council.

You can tell its Moscow because of the picture perfect view of St Basil's which magically appears in the window. Also, how the heck am I supposed to take Eyepatch Ivanovich here seriously when he's wearing little red booty shorts?! Anyway, this certainly was an issue of X-men. It started off really fun, then it got kind of generic. Certainly not the worst or most infuriating by any means. Looking forward to next issue!

Edit: I took the comic at face value and wrote that Mount Kilimanjaro was in Kenya. Mount Kilimanjaro is actually in Tanzania, near the Kenyan border, so unless the borders have shifted since 1985, Claremont is an idiot and so am I.

#comic books #marvel comics #uncanny xmen #juggernaut #rouge #storm #nightcrawler #kitty pryde #wolverine #Colossus is there too I guess #nimrod #way too long #way too many tags

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hollowsart · 1 year

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Here are my thoughts on all the Doc Ock, and for the most part their voices, mainly.

If there are any doc ock I missed who have talking parts that I missed, feel free to let me know and I will edit this accordingly after checking them out:

60s: Doc Ock sounds like such an old man. It looks 30s-40s at best but he sounds 70-80 dhdnfnrjd I love him tho. He's so stupid (affectionate)

70s: sounds like he could have been a character on Batman 66 tbh... and that would be a compliment.

80s: SO WHINY. Baby rage. Sounds almost like an old lady. Poor dude, puberty did you no justice. 😔

90s: ..ah. This is the German Otto. My man. Your outfit is so... yikes. And your poor hair. My guy.. My dude.. plz.

The Sinister Six, game: oh.. oh this voice gives me Humongous Entertainment Games vibes.. the visuals are absolutely absurd tho LOL

2004: Hi Mr.Molina, sir. Hi. Where's your shirt? Awfully drafty scuttling around like that.. with your whole chest out.. like that.. easier and breezier? I can respect that.

2000 game: I think he needs to clear his throat and maybe take a nap. Not too many German Doc Ock's. Fascinating.

Enter Electro: holy crud, Doc. Very gruff and a little gravelly. Dang.

Spiderman 2 game: I didn't know you did 1920s Detective Noir villain voices. Sounding a little more unhinged here.. you good, Alfred?

Friend or Foe: Have you considered going into voice work as the narrator for movie trailers? I think it would be a better occupation.

2008: MARSHMALLOW BABY MAN BELOVED. YES. KILL. VIOLENCE. YOU WERE NEVER WEAK 💕

Shattered Dimensions: Ma'am..? Have we not learned from the past?

Total Mayhem: Hm. I uh. I don't know what to say, really.

Edge Of Time: Oh. Oh someone save this poor guy. It's ok Otto, you will get out of this safely and be able to take a nice long and well deserved vacation (I hope?? Is this man okay?? Someone tell me he's alright, I worry--)

Lego Marvel Superheroes: wow. Just. Wow. Saturday morning cartoon guy.

Ultimate, and Lego: Hi Tom Kenny. Hi. The heck are you doing here, my good sir?

PS4: Oh hey gramps. Sick arms. Love the wicked glow and the glowy claw tips

Ultimate Alliance: Nice voice. Maybe.. tone down the anger? I feel you get a lot of headaches from all the rage.. need a vacation, buddy?

Marvel's Spidey: Oh gosh. Oh gosh no. Hi uhh.. Hi Robin from Teen Titans? I... I don't... I don't like this.

Marvel Superhero Adventures: Oh my gosh. ...Oh.. My gosh. His voice. I love it. It's so stupid. Like a dumb stereotypical nasally high pitched German mad scientist. My word. I need more.

Spiderverse: OLIVIA. HI. HI OLIVIA. HEY GIRL. HOW ARE YOU? LOOKING GOOD, MA'AM!

Spidey and his amazing friends: ...Girl what. #girl ???

No Way Home: HI ALFRED. HI. WELCOME BACK, SIR. Glad to see you warmed up with a sweater! Love it! Looks cozy! Gotta stay comfy and classy when committing crimes against your will and better judgement! Are those transition lenses? Awesome! Very convenient!

#ghostie mumbles #//long post #doc ock

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invertedhexagon · 9 months

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So, Spiderverse OCs are hot right now, so here's my concept; a Spider-Lizard.

So Curt Connors becomes The Lizard as usual, but later in his universe's timeline than most. He faces an older, more experienced Peter, one in the ~15 years of experience range.

Having faced foes such as Venom and Harry's Green Goblin, this Spider-Man knows that these kinds of people are victims rather than villains. Instead of fighting the Lizard immediately, like most other versions do, this Spider-Man manages to calm the frightened and hungry reptilian humanoid by luring him into a meat packing plant.

It takes time. For nearly a month, Peter dedicated himself entirely to his new friend. Helping the Lizard understand the world he'd suddenly been thrown into, helping him understand who Dr. Curt Connors had been- and who he was now, what part he was of their new, strange existence. Introducing, or perhaps reintroducing, Martha and Billy.

Holding him, as best as the hero could, when she had fled and it had hurt so much and he didn't know why.

Cheering when he discovered how to wall-crawl, started to understand the letters on the page.

When he asked why, why this strange arachnid-man was so determined to help- even after his jaws had inflicted a new scar during an unfortunate incident with an ambulance's sirens in the second week. His response was a speech about responsibility and the power of care.

He hadn't understood it, so Spider-Man took him on patrol. JJ had a field day, the humans panicked, Peter lost a great deal of the goodwill he had built. He didn't regret it.

The Lizard saved a man that day. He saved a man and his daughter the next. A woman and son the day after that. Their fear of him was distressing, but some part of him- some part of Curt, Peter believed- relaxed, for lack of a better word. His scales felt better, finally felt right, as Curt's dream of helping them was fulfilled- albeit not in the way he had intended.

The wrong feeling still reared its head occasionally, usually when he was feeding particularly voraciously or when he'd try to read and find himself unable to; but it became less and less frequent as time went by. It also reminded him to wear pants, which was admittedly very useful.

It was only a few weeks after he'd met Mary Jane. Peter had introduced them, and despite her early over-fascination with his teeth and claws, they had quickly become very good friends.

A bond that held them together at the funeral.

He still didn't really understand humans. He didn't understand why Peter felt such responsibility for them, despite their mercurial treatment of his good deeds.

But he hoped to learn.

And so Spider-Man raised his hackles, swished his tail, and prepared to teach himself something new.

So that's a brief origin story for my Spiderman OC.

In terms of his appearance, he closely resembles most other Lizard variants but has Red and Blue spider-shorts with a Spidey utility belt akin to the one from the Spectacular Spider-Man cartoon, and a makeshift "bandanna" made from the chest of Peter's Spidey suit around his neck (spider symbol on full display of course).

In terms of powers, his power set is identical to that of your standard Lizard, including enhanced strength, wall crawling, durable scales and a potent healing factor. His unique 'power' is a supply of web grenades that he uses to restrain criminals.

These Grenades are supplied by MJ, who acts as his techie and on-the-ground investigator (much like she does in the insomnia games, but to a greater degree due to spider-lizard's lizardiness). They attempted web slingers, but they proved difficult for him to use due to his bulky frame and lack of dexterity.

This Spider-Man is absolutely on the rougher end of the spidey / public relationship spectrum, often hunted by police and living in abandoned houses and factories. JJ has a very easy job painting him as the villain not only for his appearance but for his mannerisms. This Lizard is not just Peter Parker or Dr. Connors but scaly; he eats like a lizard, has a territory like a lizard- invading which won't get you hurt, but will nonetheless be a very unenjoyable experience- and very difficult for people to read, making his actions seem unpredictable.

Nonetheless, he is slowly growing a rapport with the people he protects, especially amongst the mutant population of New York.

#spiderman original character #peter parker #curt connors #doctor curtis connors #the lizard #the lizard (spider-man)#mary jane watson #mary jane parker #spider man

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starligtgalaxy · 9 months

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Chapter 04: Jealous, Jealous Boy

(Y/n) walk through the curtains to the backstage.

"(Y/n)!" Multiple voices greet her, few of the people approach her. A guy with dark hair and golden eyes holds her in a headlock while ruffling her hair.

"Come on, Jintong! I just brushed it" (Y/n) complains, trying to push his hand away. Getting a chuckle from her co-worker.

He lets go as a girl walks to them. "Leave the poor girl alone. Anyways (Y/n)," she turns to the (h/c)nette, holding up a phone.

"Zhan just called in, she said she can't be here today, due to being ill." She says "so guess what"

(Y/n) sighs in defeat "Please don't tell me that I have to cover for her...again" she mutters, almost begging.

"You already know the answer for that. You know the whole play from the back off your hand, I know you can do it" Yunü tries to reasures, but it mostly falls flat.

"I'll do it, I will be there after I done doing my tasks." (Y/n) says, before grabbing a nearby broom and walks off. 'Why is it always her, is she doing this on purpose?'

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"A play? I thought we are gonna to watch a movie at the cinema" Mk whines, crossing his arms.

"Oh come on, Mk. It's a play about Monkey King anyway, so stop complaining" Mei replays, slightly scowling.

"What can I get you two?" The older man behind the counter chimes, a friendly smile on his face.

"Some gummies and some iced tea" Mei orders, she turns to Mk. Silently asking him what he wants.

"Soda..." Mk mumbles, pouting like a child.The man chuckles, pulling the gummies out of a box. "You remind me of my niece. She gets whiney when something happened that she doesn't like"

"Well Mk, guess you're getting a new friend" Mei says, a big grin on her face. Mk glaring at her.

"Well she's about your age and she is gonna perform over a few minutes. You two should get going or you'll miss it" The man finishes, putting the iced tea and Soda on the counter infront of them.

"Right" Mei slaps some cash on the counter, grabbing the gummies and drinks. She walks to the theatre room, dragging the manchild behind her.

They sit down in a middle row, there wasn't a lot of people. Mei looks at her friend to find him still pouting, she sighs "Are you salty that you got bullied by that spider person?"

"What!? no- why would I be bothered by some stupid spiders!" Mk yells, waving his arms.

Mei shakes her head, giving up trying to reason with the boy.

The show starts, someone dressed as Monkey King jump on stage. Swinging the DIY staff around, he knocks nearby props down.

A figure resembling the Jade Emporer steps onto the stage, he points to the 'monkey'. Two Celestial guards appear behind Sun Wukong and grab him, taking him out of sight.

The curtains quickly closes and opens. 'Monkey king' was underneath a cartboard cut out of my mountain, looking pretty bored.

A minute goes by, nothing happens. The actor turns his head to look behind stage with a confused expression.

A light on the right side of the stage turns. Onto the stage walks a girl wearing all white, holding a small vase with a flower in it.

Mk's eyes widen at her appearance.

Her soft (h/l) (h/c) hair, her shining (e/c) that could be mistaken for diamonds. Her flawless skin and those pretty li-

"Earth to Mk" Mei whispers, waving her hand infront of him, snapping Mk out of his little daze.

"What, huh?"

"You were spacing out. You good man?" Mei raises an eyebrow.

"Yup, totally!"

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I had to cut 290 words cause of the limit. My apologies if Mk and/or Mei are OOC (out of character)

I'll soon be introducing a foe from the spiderman francise.

I'm surprised that chapter 2 blew up

Anyways have a nice day/night <3

#lmk x reader #spiderfang #monkie kid x reader #lmk mk #lmk #lmk mei #x reader

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dartlekey · 1 year

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GUT INSTINCT

A stranger things spideypool!steddie/marvel au

TW: Gore, Blood, Cancer mention

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Eddie doesn't think before he acts, which is nothing new - as is throwing himself recklessly in harm's way. He usually doesn't do it for someone else, though, so he ends up not just surprising himself, but also Spiderman (whom he just roughly shouldered out of the way), and the guy who was trying to stab Spiderman in the gut and instead stuck his knife into Eddie - or, from his perspective, into the costumed mercenary slash occasional vigilante known as Deadpool.

Eddie looks down at the knife, and back up at the man, who seems very surprised that Eddie is still standing.

"Jesus H. Christ, that could hurt someone," Eddie says, and shoots him point blank in the head.

»»——⍟——««

No, he has to start farther back, it doesn't make sense like this. So! This morning at eleven thirty-five, Eddie is woken up by the gentle sun rays streaming into his comfortable two-bedroom apartment -

Okay, that's a bit too far. Maybe he should start with his walk home, that's where shit went sideways. Right!

Right. Eddie is walking home from one of the easiest jobs he's ever been on - entry and exit were clean, he not only didn't get injured but didn't even get blood on himself or his freshly fixed-up supersuit... So he's in good spirits, whistling to himself while he's figuring out how to turn this particular planned murder into a campaign mission for the online D&D group he DM's for, and he's not really paying his surroundings all that much attention. This is important because he’d usually be fast enough to evade most projectiles, but the web that flings him into the nearest alley and staples him to the brick wall at the end of it catches him off-guard.

“You,” Spiderman says accusingly, dropping down next to him. “I should’ve known they were with you; they’re all carrying medieval swords.”

Eddie blinks bemusedly. “Hi, handsome. Not sure what you’re talking about, but if you want to tie me up and have your wily way with me it’s usually considered polite to ask first.”

Spiderman’s mask contorts in a way that implies confusion. “What?”

Even with his arms stuck to his sides, Eddie manages to slip his daggers out of the sheathes on his thighs, and he slashes his way out of the trapping in two quick strokes. “I get it - we’ve run into each other a few times recently, enough to establish a certain mutual attraction, but like, take me to dinner first, you know?”

Spiderman just scoffs, and Eddie grins under the mask - no matter whether they meet as foe or friend, he loves riling up the vigilante. Spiderman is funny in his earnestness, and pretty hot in all that spandex too, so Eddie has been flirting with him (or rather, at him) since the first time they met. Spiderman, in return, always seems somewhat confused by him - it’s probably hard for someone with such a classical set of moral standards to grasp why he sometimes finds himself in allyship with Eddie, and working against him other times.

For Eddie, it’s fairly simple: sometimes his target is an obvious “bad guy”, so Spiderman will want to help take him down (even if he’ll bicker with Eddie about the morals of killing), and sometimes his target is only visible as bad if you’ve done a thorough background check, so Spiderman (who usually hasn’t) will want to protect the “innocent civilian” and they’ll end up butting heads. It’s always a toss up who will come out on top - Eddie could easily kill him, of course, but he really likes Spiderman, and besides, the poor guy is only trying to help. So Eddie has to find ways to incapacitate him that aren’t grievous bodily harm, and since he’s not used to that, Spiderman will sometimes gain the upper hand.

“Incoming!” , yells a strange, double-layered voice, and a group of extremely shady-looking men rounds the corners. Eddie notices two things: one, they’re all carrying swords, and like they know how to use them, and two, chasing them is that creature-like hero Eddie’s only ever seen on the news, but never interacted with. Spiderman seems to not just know Venom, though, but to be working together with her, and -

“ Hey ,” Eddie realizes, as the gangsters skid to a halt, trapped between Venom behind them and Spiderman and Eddie in front of them, “You really assumed I was working with these clowns just because they’re also carrying blades? Mine are vintage, I’ll have you know.”

Spiderman tilts his head, and realizing Eddie is not a threat, apparently decides to ignore him. He tells the goons, “Look, you’re surrounded. Just drop the weapons and turn yourselves in, and I promise no harm will come to you.”

Admittedly, Spiderman usually has a pretty good sense for when he’s in danger, but he’s also a bit naive, so he only notices the goons dropping their big swords, not the guy standing just to the left of their leader slipping his arm behind his back. Eddie catches the movement just in time, though, and manages to shove Spiderman out of the way before getting unfortunately impaled on the hidden weapon.

So yeah. Eddie shoots the guy in the head, watches him fall over like a dead tree, then immediately cocks his gun and shoots the guy sprinting towards him, about to attempt the same thing.

"Right. Any more takers?", he asks, blood slowly seeping out from under the knife handle. It's actually more of a short sword, Eddie considers - judging from the hilt, and also from the fact that it's stuck in him at an angle but he can still feel it coming out his back. Thank god he managed to intercept that moron; Spiderman may be a mutie as well but Eddie highly doubts he would've survived something like this.

The other goons slowly move back, then do a hasty one-eighty and scatter around Venom, who is too distracted by Eddie’s plight to catch them sprinting away. Eddie tries to shoot them as well, but suddenly his hands are shaking too much to get proper aim, and he ends up dropping the gun. "Ah, shit. Could you pick that up for me? I think the shock is setting in."

"What the fuck, what the actual fuck," Spiderman wheezes, scrabbling to get away from the corpses next to him, or maybe from Eddie, which is almost adorable in a fucked up kind of way, because not even three years ago Eddie knows he would've reacted just the same. Venom makes a sort of squinting face that might be her rolling her eyes, and starts in the direction of the fleeing men, but Spiderman must not be as out of it as he seems because he immediately yelps, "If you kill them I'm not bringing any more brownies to movie night!", and Venom actually growls before loping off on all fours, in supernaturally fluid strides.

Eddie blinks down at Spiderman bemusedly. "You guys have movie nights? Like, in full costume, or -"

Eddie tilts his head, and slowly begins to sit down, wobbling all the way. "Oh, you know each other privately. Duh. That explains a lot. Sorry, my brain is a bit slow from trying to process being stabbed."

Spiderman catches him, strong arms gripping tight as he eases Eddie to the ground. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck . It's gonna be okay, man, I'll call an ambulance in a second, but I need you to stay with me, okay? Just stay with me, we're gonna get you through this -"

Spiderman sounds so desperate, so worried for someone he doesn't even know, someone who's only ever been a nuisance to him - it causes a soft ache in Eddie, overpowering even the pain of the stab wound for a brief moment. The feeling is so intense, in fact, that for a few seconds Eddie forgets he isn't actually dying, Spiderman has just never seen his powers in action, or at least not payed attention enough.

"Oh, no, man," he wheezes, "don't worry, I'll - I'll be alright."

"Yeah, that's the spirit," Spiderman says, voice breaking, and Eddie gurgles a laugh. "No, I'm serious, Spidey. I'm a mutant too, my - I have superhuman healing; I'm practically immortal. I just -"

He winces, trying to lean against the wall next to him without jarring the sword. "This is one of those… worse before it gets better wounds. Can't heal until - until I get the sword out, but if I pull the sword out, blood everywhere, guts on the payment, and I'll probably pass out from shock before I can regenerate anything -"

He coughs wetly, feels blood spray against the inside of his mask. "Oh, ew," Eddie whines. "You're paying for the dry cleaning, babe."

Before Spiderman can gather his wits enough to respond, Venom returns, with one of the goons' hands gripped in hers - only his hand, though, torn off at the forearm.

"I said no killing!" Spiderman hisses, and Venom shrugs. " You didn't say no maiming, " she responds with her weird, layered voice, " He's fine, we tied off his arm with the rest of the cable binders. Wrapped the whole gang around a lamppost two streets down, people were already calling the police when we left."

Spiderman responds with a long-suffering sigh, and Eddie grins, fascinated with the evidently deep friendship of the two. "Oh, I like you, we should hang out sometime."

Venom startles, turning her attention onto him and - something weird happens. Her voice loses a layer, and is now only the clipped, clearly enunciated tone of an upper class young woman. "What on - he's still alive?"

" We can change that ," growls a lower, rougher voice - still coming from her, but like, from around her instead of her mouth. Eddie stares, wondering if he's started hallucinating, but usually his pain threshold is a lot higher than this. "Are you… two people?"

Blue and white tendrils curl around him curiously, like a kitten eager to play. "We are Venom. We are one made of two, human and symbiote, bonded for life. She is in me right now, but I am always in her."

"Hot," Eddie says, and his perforated stomach makes a weird glooping noise. "Oh, Christ. And for the record, you can't kill me dead because I'll just regenerate, but you can get me to die temporarily if you try hard enough. Rather you didn't, though. I think this stupid knife is cutting it close, anyway."

Spiderman stands up, and squares his shoulders. "Right, then. Venom, help me take him home."

Venom's head jerks sideways, like an antelope hearing a lion approaching. "Are you insane? You want that guy to know where you live?"

"I like him. I think we should be friends," the symbiote suggests helpfully, " or eat him ," and both heroes scoff, though Eddie can't tell at which of the suggestions. "It's not ideal, but I can't just leave him here to die ," Spiderman says, "even if he does come back. This place isn't safe for someone in a helpless position, that's the whole reason we went here! Are we really the good guys if we can't protect someone in need?"

Venom's eyes turn into slits. " We'll cover his eyes," they decide, " if he has a tracker somewhere on him that's on you."

Spiderman shrugs, and Eddie sees him touch at his wrist just before Venom wraps a slimy tendril around Eddie's head, shrouding his vision in darkness. "I'll make a net," Spiderman says, among small hissing noises from his web shooters. "We'll carry him like that statue in Staten island."

" Ugh, don't remind me. We're lucky we didn't chip that thing."

Eddie feels himself being lifted, and gently placed onto a soft gossamer net, which gives slightly at his weight. They laid him on his side, but he still can't help a pained grunt, and he feels hesitation from both sides of him, which he quickly waves away. "Chill, I'm gonna be in constant pain anyway until I get that sword out. Let's get going, I wanna see the Spider digs."

" On a scale from one to ten, how much are you already regretting this?", Venom asks cheekily, and Spiderman sighs. "How about we stop talking for a little while."

Eddie manages almost twenty minutes of that, which is a new record for him - although that might be because he keeps slipping in and out of consciousness to the gentle swinging of his net. Eventually, though, he finds himself adjusted enough to the feeling of brink-of-death floatiness to ask, "so how does Spiderman differentiate, when he only wants to adress one of you? You're not both Venom all the time, I know that."

" He gave me the name Robin when we met!", the symbiote answers cheerfully, " like the bird, because I made him feel free or whatever, you know, he's a sap like that. Nancy's the one who started calling me his Venom to hurt both of us, but for one thing it wasn't exactly untrue, and for another it did sort of fit her as well so we kept it for both of us when we-"

She makes a strange sound, like being choked, but Eddie can guess what's going on - the host is probably not too happy about how talkative her little parasite is being. "Nancy, huh? You sound like a Nancy. Or a Betty. Something with a lot of catholic guilt behind it."

"Robin I swear ," Nancy hisses, "if he finds me as a civilian because of this -"

"Yeah, because there's definitely only one Nancy in the sprawling city of New York," Spiderman can't help but chime in, and Eddie laughs. "Only one superhero called Robin, you know. Different franchise though, shame really."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Eventually, the swinging stops - Eddie feels himself being heaved through a window, carried across what sounds like tile. At this point he feels so woozy it's like he's drunk, except he can't get drunk anymore because his super healing burns alcohol faster than he can drink it (and he does miss getting shitfaced, but not enough to nearly kill himself every time he wants a little buzz). "Oh, this reminds me of college," he mumbles, then - as if on queue - he hears that fucked-up sounding bell outside, and lifts his head so quickly the room spins behind his eyelids. "Shit, was that - was that the CUNY Tower bell? Are you guys college students? Man, which semester?"

"Seventh," Spiderman answers automatically, then grunts, presumably from Nancy kicking him in the shin. "Uh, I mean - shit."

Eddie giggles, numbers whirring in his head as he's lifted over the edge of something to lean against a smooth, cold surface. "Hey, if I'd stayed in college we'd be in the same year! That's crazy."

"Why'd you drop out?" Spiderman asks, and Eddie hears water running.

"Oh, well, I got insane amounts of cancer," Eddie answers cheerfully, just as Venom finally peels their tentacle…slime… whatever off the front of his mask.

He's propped up in a bathtub, he realizes; the bathroom is small but remarkably clean, considering at least one male college student lives here. Spiderman is leaning against the lip of the bathtub, arms out in case Eddie slumps over, and Venom's at the sink, wetting a rag to clean up the blood on their suits. Both of them have their full attention on him, though, body language speaking of shock, and Eddie tries to remember what he was just talking about. "Oh! Yeah, it was a whole thing. Shit really hit the fan in third semester - I had this band, see, Corroded Coffin, the principal let us play the sickest metal for the freshmen welcoming ceremony, but -"

"The lead singer fainted and fell off stage, I remember," Nancy says. "That was you?"

Eddie giggles again. "Yeah! At first I thought I'd just pregamed too hard but my stupid bandmates drove me to the hospital, and turns out I had brain cancer! And lung cancer. And liver cancer. Just a whole lot of cancer. Terminal, obviously; doctors said I had four months, tops.”

"Jesus," Spiderman says tonelessly. Eddie shrugs exaggeratedly, but ends up whining in pain when the movement makes the tip of the sword scrape against the bathtub. It really fucking hurts, and it takes him a few seconds to get his breath back to continue. "Ah, fuck. Yeah, honestly, I should've just given up right then; I was already drowning in college debt, no way would I be able to pay for chemo, and making my uncle pay it all off after watching the kid he raised like a son die anyway? Nightmare scenario. Thing is, I knew people, I knew people who knew people who knew people because I'd been dealing since high school and my white trash dad is a prison regular, so I heard about this guy who was testing his lab rat mutagens on people with nothing to lose, and I was like, fuck it, lets do it. And then he -"

Eddie stops talking, then, because in a moment of sudden clarity he realizes that he's spilling his guts to two complete strangers, metaphorically speaking, and not literally like they'd planned. They don't need to know all this. They probably don't want to know all this, especially the bits that follow, with the torture and the constant terror and Chrissy . Chrissy, sweet and undeserving, in the rickety stolen hospital bed next to his, Chrissy, laughing and smiling as he cracked jokes to distract them both from the pain.

Chrissy dying, bones breaking as if by themselves as the mutating agent destroyed her body. The rage and terror flooding through him at the sight of her death causing his very cells to realign, his mind bleeding out and turning the world into fractals until he blacked out from confusion and fear.

Then, waking up with a hand full of scalpels and the mad doctor who'd killed Chrissy cut up into pieces. Staring at himself in the cracked lab mirror, his body feeling strong and healthy again for the first time in months, but looking scarred and warped beyond recognition.

"Well, he turned me into a monster, and now I kill bad people for other bad people, in the hopes that encouraging the infighting will buy the actual good guys enough time to change the world in the meantime. Cute, right? Anyways, we should get that metal stick out of me, I'm getting sick of tasting my own blood."

"... Right," Venom says after a too-long pause. "So do we just - pull it out, or…?"

"Yeah, just give it a big ole tug," Eddie says, tapping the handle, and even manages not to wince. "And do it fast, the slower you go the more it hurts."

" Not like we could do any more damage," Venom muses, and Eddie nods along. "Yeah, exac- OH MY GOD give a guy a warning -"

Blood pulses out of him in almost comedic spurts, gushing over the white porcelain. Eddie barely manages a "Fuck -" before his eyes roll back in his head and his consciousness blows out like a candle flame.

»»——⍟——««

When he comes to, Eddie doesn't know how long he was gone, but judging by the state of his body it can't have been that long because he still feels like freeze-dried mac-and-cheese, in a bad way. With tremendous effort he lifts his head to look around - tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum are still with him, which is oddly touching; Venom's sat on the edge of the sink with her knees curled to her chest, softly talking to herself (or rather, Robin and Nancy are talking to each other, probably?). The stupid fucking sword is laid across the laundry rack in the corner, freshly cleaned and glinting softly - and it looks a lot better for wear than Spiderman, who's slumped over the edge of the bathtub next to him. Eddie's pretty sure the guy just threw up, because the room has this ripe, slightly acidic smell to it now, and Spiderman's mask is slightly askew, with dirty-blonde tufts of hair poking out from the neckline.

"Oh, man, sorry about that," Eddie mumbles, and both heroes jerk to attention. "Did my body do a Shloormp while I was dead?"

"A what?" Venom asks incredulously as she unfolds her long legs, and Eddie waves an arm vaguely. "That's what I call it when I get one of those fucked up stomach wounds, y'know, where the guts spill out through the tear, but then when my body heals it sucks them back in so it makes a sound like -"

"Yeah, it did," Spiderman says, sounding hoarse. "Fuck. I know you said you'd come back if you died, but that was terrifying."

"I know, right? Great party trick," Eddie jokes on autopilot, because he's not prepared for how earnest Spiderman sounds, how relieved.

" Well, he's back now," Venom says, stretching her arms above her head, " which means we've done our duty."

"You're leaving?", Spiderman asks, voice a weird mix of relief and disappointment, and Venom sighs. " Need some more oxytocin, this was pretty taxing. Pizza and recon tomorrow?"

"Done," Spiderman says, and with a casual wave Venom walks through the bathroom door, her slimy second skin melting away with a last " Love you" to reveal just a flash of curly brown hair above a dusty cashmere sweater and jeans before the door closes behind her.

Spiderman remains at Eddie's side, elbows propped on the tub as he watches him, and of course it's then that Eddie's weird half-formed crush rears its ugly head, whispering things like hey, what if you just lifted the rim of his mask and kissed him , or, you should tell him he has pretty eyes. Sure, you haven't seen them, but they're probably pretty, right?

But while Eddie is an insufferable flirt, he's also a coward, and he does have enough braincells left to not make a regrettable move when there's no immediate possibility of a hasty exit.

So instead he says, "You guys have some really weird chemistry, by the way. You and Venom, I mean. You're like, best buds and complete strangers at the same time, what's up with that?"

Spiderman sighs and rubs at his temples, which only serves to pull the mask even more crooked. "It's… complicated."

Eddie gives Spiderman a very unimpressed head tilt. "I've died 28 times. I can do complicated."

Spiderman tilts his head in the same direction, so they're looking at each other straight on. "Robin is my best friend," he says honestly, "and Nancy is my ex-girlfriend, and their consciousnesses are permanently fused together."

Eddie lets out a low whistle. "Shit. I rescind my earlier statement, I cannot do complicated. How the fuck did that happen? Superhero tinder meet-cute gone wrong?"

Spiderman snorts a laugh, genuinely amused for the first time that day, and Eddie finds himself worried for the guy - it's probably unhealthy, being that serious all the time, right? "I don't think superhero tinder is a thing - no, Nancy and I met when we were both still… you know. Normal."

Spiderman leans back against the sink cabinet. "Freshman orientation, actually. She caught my eye immediately, I had her number by the end of the campus tour. Would've been easier though if my other new friend hadn't accidentally cockblocked me most of the time," he adds, fondness softening his words. "See, I was a bit of a jock, seemed to know what I was about I guess, so this kid immediately latched onto me - he was fifteen at the time, a crazy gifted science nerd who'd gotten a headstart in school but definitely not in his social life. Really bitchy on the surface, and an insufferable know-it-all, but real sweet once you get to know him. Huge heart, and completely ride-or-die for his friends."

The description kind of reminds Eddie of Dustin from his online D&D group, and he has to smile at the coincidence of both Dustin and this other kid graduating highschool at the same age (of course, they don’t share personal details like last name and location on their discord server, it is the internet after all, but Dustin is so talkative Eddie could probably doxx him if he put in the effort). But seriously, what are they putting in the water these days that's making all the kids so smart? When Eddie was still in college, he was contemplating dropping out half the time because his coursework made him want to tear his hair out.

"So we became friends pretty quick, and he'd drag me along every time he needed a chaperone, which is how only half way through that first semester I ended up at some weird international science conference. We're still not 100% sure what happened; Henderson - uh, my friend, thinks that someone's biochem experiment got loose and they covered it up with another exhibit. Personally, my bet is that it was just a normal bug that accidentally dropped into like, the radiation exhibit or whatever. All we know for sure is at some point this weird-looking spider dropped onto my hand and bit me, and I woke up the next day with the ability to crawl up walls and sense danger."

"And so you decided to save the world," Eddie concludes, not able to keep the mocking edge out of the statement, but Spiderman shakes his head, shoulders slumping with regret. "I told you, Deadpool, I was a dumb jock. I didn't give a shit about anyone but myself - the only thing I used my powers for was showing off at frat parties and climbing into Nancy's dorm room in the middle of the night. Until one day - "

He breaks off, swallowing. "One day I was on my way to meet Nancy for coffee, went past a bank, and this guy ran out with a bulging bag and a wild look on his face, cops chasing after him. And I - and I just stepped aside, got out of the way. I could've stopped him, but I didn't wanna be late for a stupid fucking coffee date, and the next morning, still curled up in Nancy's bed, we saw on the news that her best friend Barbara had been shot by a runaway bank robber."

Eddie sucks in air between his teeth, tasting metal because the inside of his mask is still covered in blood. "Christ."

Spiderman laughs, but it's bitter and broken, nothing like the laugh from before. "Yeah, turns out my dad was right: when you run from your responsibilities, someone else gets hurt. So I stopped running - Henderson helped me with the gear and the other logistics, and Nancy would patch up my wounds and let me fall more deeply in love with her each day. Well, until about a year in, when we got too drunk at a halloween party the kids had bullied us into, and she confessed that she didn't love me, that she'd just stayed with me because -"

He pauses again, more thoughtfully this time. "You know, she never really did explain. 'Bullshit reasons' is what she said. Maybe she felt she owed it to me after I turned over a new leaf, or that it was a punishment for abandoning Barb - the only reason Barb was even in the neighborhood she was shot in was because Nancy and her were supposed to go shopping, but Nancy ditched her to meet me, so, y’know."

"Ah. Then maybe you were both just traumatized as shit so she clung to the only person who made her feel safe?", Eddie suggests.

Spiderman makes a startled noise, and Eddie shrugs (and does wince this time around). "I was an English Lit and Psychology major. Also a theater kid," he says, "so I might be dead wrong but at least it's gonna sound poetic in your memoir."

Spiderman lets out a suspiciously wet chuckle. "I'm not writing this shit down. You're the first person I've even told about any of this who wasn't part of it."

"Okay, I'll write the memoir then," Eddie jokes. "You can leave the chapter about your mouthwatering physique to me, but where does Robin come in?"

Spiderman just sits quietly for a second, presumably staring at him before slowly continuing, "Henderson, again. He found a fucked-up looking puppy in the park, snuck it into his dorm, but then it broke into the food pantry and uh, it ate someone’s cat -”

“Oh, that isn’t ominous,” Eddie says, and adds, “sorry, continue.”

“So I took it outside to get rid of it and it just - died. Well, that’s what I thought at the time. Turned out later that Robin had just jumped hosts from that dog to me, and drained it in the process. See, Robin is -”

Spiderman clicks his tongue, and sighs. “There is no sane sounding way to put this. Robin is an alien - genuinely, like in Star Trek and all that nerd shit that Henderson likes - who got here by hitching a ride on an asteroid that crashed somewhere in India a few years ago. Her species can survive in outer space, but on a proper planet with an atmosphere they need to piggy-back on some native species so the foreign environment doesn’t kill them. Usually they completely take over the brain, but I was the first sentient creature Robin had ever latched onto, so she was fascinated. Sat in the back of my head, sifted through my memories, watched what my life was like. Started making suggestions, all sneaky at first, but I did notice eventually that the voice in my head wasn’t mine, so we started talking properly, and decided to ‘help each other out’. And by that I mean she would make me do impulsive, reckless shit, and I would let her, because I was fucking tired of being in control all the time, and Robin was fun, and excited about the world like I hadn’t been in ages. Henderson caught on around the time she started eating people -”

“I’m sorry?”, Eddie says, morbidly delighted, but Spiderman just presses on, “But he didn’t know what to do or how to stop me. In the end we did ourselves in, because Robin suggested we go and harass Nancy about leaving us, while she was on a date with that photography major she’d befriended in second semester.”

“Oof,” Eddie says, and Spiderman shrugs. “Nancy immediately knew something was off, she’s not studying journalism for nothing. Her and her then boyfriend eventually managed to trap me and Robin in the university bell tower and separate us, but then of course Robin immediately started dying, and I begged Nancy to let me take her back - not for my sake, but for hers. And something about that must’ve hit, because then Nancy surprised all of us by grabbing the symbiote shell and absorbing it herself. She and Robin ended up being a way better fit - Nancy has the impulse control that I don’t, and she’s so much smarter than me; we split up patrols now but team up for big stuff, and we started hanging out in private besides.”

“Ah. So you get to watch both the girls who rejected you fall in gay love with each other while you’re still not over them,” Eddie jokes to lighten the mood - but the joke lands like a pile of bricks, and Spiderman stands up wordlessly. “Shit, man, I didn’t mean - I didn’t realize, I’m sorry,” Eddie tries, but Spiderman just says tensely, “Gonna go change, don’t go anywhere,” and leaves the room.

“Shit,” Eddie breathes, and pokes at his own tender, freshly-formed skin through the tear in his suit. “Yeah, okay, like I’d walk around with residual internal bleeding. Social suicide is enough suicide for me today. Fuck , I’m so stupid.”

Spiderman returns a few minutes later in sweats and a soft yellow sweater - and absurdly, it makes him look even more built than the skin-tight spandex does. Something about contrasts or whatever; all Eddie knows is that he’s fucking gay and he wishes Spiderman had taken his mask of as well instead of tugging it straight.

“You’re around my size, so these should fit,” Spiderman says quietly, and shoves a bundle at Eddie that Eddie hadn’t even noticed with all the gay panic going on - faded jean cutoffs and a red fleece hoodie that Eddie wants to bury his face in, but the idea of any part of his skin being exposed sparks immediate fear into him. “Oh, no, I’m uh, I’m good.”

Spiderman puts his hands on his hips, stubborn like a disappointed mom. “Your suit is dripping with blood and torn besides, you’re not trailing that through my apartment. I can look away while you rinse the mask of course, but -”

“Oh, trust me, I’m plenty recognizable even with my face covered,” Eddie says bitterly, pulling his knees to his chest. Spiderman’s stance immediately shifts into ‘worried mom’ instead, and instead of letting it go like a sensible person, he asks, “why?”

Well. The guy did just spill his whole life’s story to him. “When I said Vecna turned me into a monster, I wasn’t exaggerating,” Eddie explains, hoping his dry tone will cover up the shakiness of his voice. “My skin looks like an avocado had sex with an older, more disgusting avocado. I already made you hurl once, don’t think you need a repeat.”

Spiderman just… looks at him, for a second. Then he kneels down beside the tub, and reaches behind his head - and Eddie hears the unmistakable sound of peeling velcro. “Spiderman, no. You don’t have to show me who you are.”

Spiderman pauses for a second, the mask rolled up past his mouth enough for Eddie to see his smile. “I already did. But so did you, so really, there’s no surprises left.”

The webbed mask falls to the floor, revealing a face framed by a tousled mullet and a strong jaw, soft brown eyes focused completely on Eddie. “Hi,” Spiderman says softly. “My name’s Steve Harrington.”

Eddie nearly cries. Instead, he reaches for the seam of his own mask, blood flaking off as he peels it open, and drops it in the bathtub next to him.

Steve doesn’t look at him with disgust, or pity - his face is pure empathy, with maybe a touch of wonder, and Eddie thinks, fuck . “Hi yourself. I’m Eddie Munson.”

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