#but for now design layout pose

[ghostedflakes]

I think this is my final Moonshine design! Best part was looking up a bunch of mushrooms to draw.

#I love her so much #Moonshine Cybin the woman that you are #one day I will come back to this and draw a fun pose #but for now design layout pose #I tried pink moonshine I might post some of those tests later #the plan is to design all the PCs eventually #naddpod #not another dnd podcast #bahumia #moonshine cybin #pawpaw

[daisygirlwrites]

Are you're requests open? If not just delete this

What would be the task force 141 (+ konigs) reactions to seeing Crash all fancy for the first time? Like they have to dress up for an undercover mission and everyone sees crash in a dress/suit and all pretty

Little Black Dress (mini fic + headcanons)

Pairings: Task Force 141 x fem!Reader (Platonic), König x fem!Reader

Note: Callsign 'Crash', no use of (Y/N)

a/n: hello hello! oh boy, it's been a minute since i posted. i do apologize for that, life got hella busy. also, i passed 500 followers! will make another post about it soon but if you're reading this, feel free to send a request or even questions. i like talking to you all :) anyways, should be posting a couple more fics this week, so look out for that. thank you so much for reading my work and feel free to leave any feedback!

edit: original title, Dress Up

taglist: @bobfloydsgf , @warenai , @devilsfoodcake22 , @imalovernotahater , @cutiecusp , @allen-444

gif credit: @ruzekburgess

The mission was easy, quick in and out. Just getting some important intel from a target’s laptop in a high security event, what could go wrong? A lot of things can and with Soap calling it an “easy mission” basically jinxed it. He immediately looks away as both you and Ghost simultaneously whip your head around to glare at him.

“It’s a charity gala and there will be high profile people there, so the security will be tight,” Laswell says as she pulls out the layout of the venue. The Hofburg, which houses the Sisi Museum that you took a tour of two days before. König was with you, posing as a couple. But given the nature of the mission, he and some members of the team are staying behind as backup. Laswell looks at Ghost before turning to you. You don’t show it but you feel your stomach drop a bit.

“Crash, Gaz and Price will enter the party as guests. Given her computer skills and being the fastest in the group, Crash will be the one gathering the information,” Laswell watches your shoulders drop before continuing, “Gaz and Price, you’re in charge of protecting her.”  

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You weren’t happy, they could tell that much. Price was worried that you were gone for a couple hours without telling anyone where you were going except that “I’m going shopping.” Soap and Gaz were trying to give him a peace of mind. Since they grew up with sisters, they knew you needed some alone time. Ghost wasn’t too worried though and if he really wanted to, he could look up your location on his since you shared it to him and vice versa.

You got back at a good time, Price was starting to get antsy. They heard your distinct knocks but Soap calls out anyways, “You got a key card!” “My hands are full, open the door!” 

Gaz, ever the gentleman, opens the door for you. They watch you stumble in, carrying a couple large bags from high end designer stores. “I hope that didn’t come out of our budget,” he comments.

“I have my own money, thank you very much!” You huffed. “Can you be a dear and open my room door?”

Gaz does so and also reminds you that everyone will meet up an hour before the event. 

“I’ll be done before that,” you give him a smile.

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You finished with ten minutes to spare. Walking out of the room and noticing how empty it was, you assumed that everyone was downstairs by now. Before leaving you give yourself one last look, seeing if you need to touch up on anything.

The woman in front of you was someone you thought you’d never see again. The bun was simple and elegant, same with your makeup. The dress, which was a black spaghetti strap with a tulle skirt, the hem stopping just above your ankles. And the black pumps topped the outfit off. You couldn’t help but think about your mom.

Your phone buzzed in the pocket of your dress, interrupting your train of thought. Pulling it out, it was a message from Gaz, Ready when you are. Grabbing the lace gloves and shawl from the table, you leave the room and quickly make your way to the elevator.

Price:

He was looking at the bar, having half a mind to get a drink before hearing the elevator door ding

He looks over and watches a beautiful young lady walk out, the black dress moving as she does. It wasn’t until she was walking towards them that he realized that it was Crash. 

Price takes a look at you and suddenly remembers how young you are and how in another world, this would be the life you’d live. Having fun and going to parties, not risking your life everyday

He was staring yet he hadn't said a word, which made you worried. “Are you okay, Price?” You ask. Silently, he takes your hands into his and looks into your eyes, before saying, “You look absolutely lovely.”

Maybe it was because you were stressed out or the fact that your own father never complimented you, but you began to tear up.

“Aw, Crash. Please don’t cry, I wasn’t being mean kiddo.” He gives you his handkerchief and watches you carefully dab away the tears so as to not ruin your makeup. “You did nothing wrong. I’m not used to someone telling me that,” You tell him as you hand his handkerchief back. He almost didn’t hear it with how quiet you were, mumbling, “My dad never says anything nice about me.”

Price had to fight the urge to give you a big dad hug and ruffle your hair

He remembers a phone call he had with his brother. He was telling Price that he cried as he watched his daughter walk down the stairs, all dressed up for a school dance and how happy she looked.

He can’t help but feel the same way

Gaz:

His eyes widen with shock as he mumbles “Damn girl.” He waits after your and Price’s interaction before talking to you, “Looking good there, mate.”

You let out a small laugh before telling him ‘thank you’. “You clean up nicely yourself, Kyle.”

He’d ask about the outfit, which pieces are from what brand and how much money you spent. You don’t give him a clear answer for that last one, stating “It’d make Price cry.”

For a moment, Gaz forgets about the mission. He thinks of the memories he had with his friends, showing off their outfits before heading to the clubs

It was basically the same, just for a fancier occasion.

Looking at you reminded him of his older female cousins. After they went off to college and into their respective careers, when he’d visit, they always looked so put together. There was an air of confidence around them. 

 Low key wanted to take pictures and post them on social media but they both know that’s a horrible idea and could compromise the mission

When you first met each other, he did find you adorable, with your short stature and now, with you all dolled up, he thought you were really pretty

Kind of sees you as a younger sibling but he finally understands why a lot of new recruits and König have a crush on you

After the mission, he’d probably plan an evening of going to the opera so both of you have an excuse to get all fancy

Soap:

He grew up with two older sisters. At around eight years old, they would sometimes let him hang out and keep them company whenever they’d get ready. He’d help pick out their outfits and watch in awe whenever they did their hair and makeup.

At the end, they would ask him how they looked and with no hesitation he’d respond “Bonnie!”

“Very good lad. Always say that to a girl when they take the time to get pretty,” they would say to him. 

And that’s what he did when he saw you walking over to them. 

He’s the type of hugger to pick up the person they’re hugging

He basically tackles you, lifting you up and rambling “You’re so beautiful!” as he swings you around

Begged him to put you down since you didn’t want to mess up your outfit. “Of course, Bonnie! My bad.”

Gushes over you like a grandma and since you’re not really used to compliments, you put your hands over your face

“Aw, don’t be shy now lassie!” He tells you as he pries your hands off.

Soap is just really happy and supportive

He kind of shares the same sentiment with Price, with how young you are, it feels like you should be living a different, less dangerous life. 

Again, all the members of 141 see you as family. Soap missed out on watching his younger siblings grow up and important milestones as well. 

So seeing you like this, it made him happy. 

Ghost:

Honestly, getting all dressed up doesn’t really mean a lot to him. He’s not a fan of big events nor does he want to be around people that are strict about social etiquette

He’ll put on some nice pants, a button up and some dress shoes for a night out but that’s more so for the 141 than himself. 

Has done these undercover missions before. He tries to get it done as quickly as possible though

Was thankful that he wasn’t picked for this one. Did feel a little bad for you, given your discomfort of undercover missions and knowing the fact that these kind of events remind you of your family

But seeing your reactions with the other members of the 141 and seeing you smile, he knew you were going to be okay

He doesn’t say much to you, instead he gives you a look down and a nod of approval. That was good enough for you.

You’ve talked about your family to him before. About your mom, how beautiful she was and that she used to model before becoming a diplomat. He’s seen a picture of her once, making a note of how similar you are. And with how you look, it was almost a spitting image. 

When they entered the vehicle, Ghost was all business from then on. Same with all of you, taking one last check to make sure your coms were working and hidden

Soap and Ghost drop you off at a parking garage, the KorTac team already waiting. Before you, Price and Gaz, Ghost calls out to you. You make your way over, slightly leaning down to hear him from the cracked window.

“You’re pretty, Crash,” he tells you, watching your mouth drop and eyes widen with surprise. There was a beat of silence before he continued. “Pretty fuckin’ annoying." “Piss off, LT.” You roll your eyes as you flip him off. “Not very ladylike, Crash.”

Konig:

He wasn’t there for the grand lobby reveal but he did catch a glimpse of you at the parking garage where Soap and Ghost dropped you off. 

His teammates next to him heard him hitch his breath. He just stared at you and if it weren’t for his sniper veil, they would have seen his jaw dropped

Your eyes met his and you looked at each other for a moment before giving him a small wave from your gloved hand and a sweet smile. He watched you take Gaz’s arm, wishing it was him taking you to the gala instead, and walked out along with Price.

It was the first time he saw your hair up, not a strand out of place. And while the shawl covers the top half of the dress, he liked how fluffy the skirt looked and how it flows with each step. 

You looked like the female leads in the 1950’s movies he’d watch with his grandmother. 

He doesn’t see you again until later in the night. You got the intel but somehow got separated from Gaz and Price. Thankfully, that museum date stakeout you two went on, you managed to leave some gear on the roof as a backup plan. 

He was in a van with Soap and Ghost when Price informed them that you weren’t with them anymore. He felt some relief when you spoke on coms, telling everyone that you got the USB with no issues. But it was short lived when you suddenly yell, “Bring the van now!”

König was ready to jump out of the moving vehicle, but thankfully the van stopped just in time. Without a second to waste, he hauls ass to your direction

He knows that rope was secure, however he forgot to take into account that it can still be cut. He saw movement from above but his main goal was to get to you first

Hearing your scream made his stomach drop and yet, he was at the right place and at the right time. 

Arms ready, he feels you hit them, letting out a small ‘oof’ as you do. Quickly, he pulls you close, as not to let you go. 

While your hair was a mess from the running and falling, some strands fell but framed your face nicely. He didn’t notice then, however upon a closer inspection, your makeup was subtle yet it enhances your features. 

König couldn’t help but think of the paintings he saw days before. Portraits of royals, queens and princesses of his homeland. It was as if Winterhalter painted you himself.

#daisygirlwrites #call of duty x reader #call of duty headcanons #cod x reader #cod headcanons #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #john soap mctavish x reader #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #john price x reader #john price #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #kyle garrick #könig x reader #konig x reader #könig call of duty #konig call of duty

[avreni]

Idk who needs to know this, but I recently learned you can save a template of your layout/design stuff in comp. If you suffer from perpetual crashes or chronic accidental-backing-out, this may save you half the hassle of redoing your entry.

I haven't thoroughly tested everything it saves, definitely bg and stickers. It didn't used to save poses and outfit, but I used it yesterday and it seemed to? So maybe everything now.

#shining nikki tips #shining nikki #shining nikki global #shining nikki styling #shining nikki competition #not my pics but used with permission #I'll take whatever I can get

[bluebudgie]

I heard it's GW2 map hours

And just because I feel like it. An appreciation post for LS3. The story throughout that season may have been a little choppy, but man if it didn't deliver in the map department.

Bloodstone Fen. Absolutely tiny and gimmicky. And so much fun. A new map aesthetic we've never seen before. Introduced new gliding masteries that felt somewhat relevant on release. Evading obstacles while flying? Getting adventurous now! Map completion in <15 minutes? Say no more, your ultimate keyfarm friend is here. Best experienced without mounts.

Ember Bay. A giant SKULL SHAPED volcano. Probably the most brutal jumping puzzle in the game. Doesn't get more metal than that. Introduced a new way to travel around the map. Which wasn't optional. You had to use it to get to places. Mounts made that obsolete though.

Bitterfrost Frontier. Another tiny one. Had that one mechanic where you had to craft a tonic to be able to enter a part of the map bc otherwise you'd freeze to death. Literally noone liked that mechanic but if you get into the freezing place and move to the right part of the mountain you get an absolutely gorgeous view. Also great forest section. And that one cheesy cherry tree lookout that used to be restricted but can now be flown into with mounts.

Lake Doric

Draconis Mons. Do I even need to say anything about that one. Oakheart Essence. Explore the map by becoming spider man. Absolutely gorgeous map with a fun layout and tight meta bosses. An amazing jumping puzzle that seems confusing at first, but once you figure out the clever hints that point you in the right direction becomes an absolute feast to complete. They truly didn't do anything quite like this map since 😔Best experienced without mounts.

Siren's Landing. Hey it's Orr! But it's less deadly and more varied. (ilu OG Orr no hatred here). First time we got a weird waypoints-that-aren't-waypoints mechanic. Trying to get up to the stupid spider boss with updrafts only was.... interesting. (Or was it a mastery point? Was it both?). Another amazing jumping puzzle! A perfect breather after the two complex puzzles in the maps before, but still posing a decent enough challenge.

LS3 had sooo much variety. Hell pit swamp! Fire! Ice! Jungle! Each map had such unique features. Absolute top tier season for map design.

#ok enough map appreciation now i gotta work fnejnrek #ls3 maps my beloved (and lake doric) #budgie plays gw2

[thatonegayship]

This probably feels weird to ask

But I love how you draw dipper in general and your art in particular! Is it possible you could do a little tutorial on how your process goes?

If you don’t want to, I understand completely. I felt really hesitant asking this lol. Anyways, love your art!!!

I'm not the *best* at talking technicality, and certainly not about drawing Dipper; I have three distinct styles when dealing with him, that being Billdip Dipper, Canon Dipper, and AU Dipper, all of whom have entirely different purposes both visually and narratively. This results in some pretty inconsistent representations:

That being said! I'm totally cool with going over my process with you! Layout, technique, brainstorming, all that.

Generally speaking, I like to start my digital work on paper. Nothing crazy, just a basic idea that captures the pose, expression, and clothing (these things are destined to change by the end).

Notice the cloud of dirt kicking up at his feet. Look how I position one arm out while the other pulls farther back, and his hair blows from his face. There's a clear emphasis on motion here, both in body language (feet turned against the force) and added attire (Pinetree cloak flowing back, dust cloud at his feet, etc.)

This design is destined to change, but for action scenes like this, it's good to begin with an expressive foundation, so that once we start chipping away at and remolding our concept, we're building off of a design that encapsulates the *scene* we're wanting to convey. That is, no matter how much we shave off, we still have a strong foundation to reference towards and lean into for inspiration.

The next step is transferring our rough sketch into a digital setting.

This is where I tinker with the lasso tool, maybe take reference photos of the exact pose I had in mind. Here, I'm just breaking down my original sketch on a tablet. I readjusted the feet's position, pulled that other arm in to his chest, and straightened his arm out for a more powerful pose.

The next step focuses on pushing the pose and correcting anatomy errors.

Alright, cool! Now he's not just bracing for action, he's *jumping* into it. The back arm's pulled in like a fist, his shoulder bunched up close to his ear. We see how his body's twisted at the torso, chest out, legs stretched, arm extended.

Notice too how I utilize my shapes to empower the pose. Front arm and leg, extended. Lots of straight lines. It *curves* because of muscle and fat, but outside of that, they're pointed in a distinct direction. Contrastly, his right side curves at the hip and follows subtly up to his chest. This helps emphasize his lean into whatever he's attacking, sort of like a bow.

Now we've added details! You'll notice I've changed a lot of my initial design from my rough-sketch to fit more into the style and personality of Dipper in this setting. Since he's, you know, a "Pinetree," I figured his clothing should reflect it. I'm still working in pencil at this point, blocking out the general shapes of what I want, but not really exploring my options.

The cloak follows a slight gust, his hair flows back, the mushrooms on his shoulder lean out from the action, but these are still only guidelines. Keep it loose! Explore things! Have fun with it!

Next step, Inking. Digital art is *very* forgiving, so I'm a lot less concerned about moving forward without a full idea of my vision. This is usually the step I'm most inspired at because it allows me to go back over my loose sketch and add those minute details that excited me so much. I do not recommend moving forward without full confidence in your initial sketch when using traditional art! YOU WILL CRY!

Clothes: changed. Pose: changed. Details: expanded on.

This is where a bit of knowledge in anatomy is really going to serve you well. Bridging the gap between sketch and ink has always been very difficult for me, and it's due in part to those uncertain, not-quite-right bits I have to build off of from my initial sketch.

It's good to keep your rough draft light and fluid so that they capture the emotion and general pose of your character, but it's also important to keep in mind how you'll have to balance *maintaining* that level of expression while incorporating more realistic aspects of their design.

Take for instance Dipper's left foot that went from being tucked up under his butt, to being in a more braced position- like he's about to land, or skirt to a halt. As a loose sketch, it captures the motion very well. However, incorporating muscle and kneecaps and detailed shoes brings out a lot of the visual flaws. Proportion and angle become a serious issue if you aren't entirely sure how a particular body part would flex/squish/shorten in a particular position. The more realistic you go, the more jarring your mistakes.

This is, of course, not me saying you're forbidden from drawing your characters with a leg under their butt with big, meaty thighs. It's *actually* me letting everyone know that I tried working with the pose, building on it looked weird, and I decided to take a different approach. You are 100% allowed to try something else if your initial plan doesn't work out.

This step is where we adapt and improve. Our digital rough sketch didn't really capture the full power of his motion. His cloak kinda billows out like "Yeah, I'm a cloak, I billow gayly." It's flat, hollow, uninspired. Here, you're looking at photo references of Pinetrees, both real and not-real. You're gonna have to make it look like needles and branches, while *also* being a flowy bit of clothing.

For this, keep in mind how *cloth* moves with a more exaggerated, majestic rough sketch to overlay atop our failure of a branch jacket. Die.

See how despite the spikey pine needles, his cloak follows a distinct pattern? Additionally, this coat works in 3-dimensions. There's an outside and an inside, and it curves like a dome around him. It floats behind him, curves in front of him, lifts up, dips down. Really, it's up to you, but always consider your work on the third plain.

ALSO! Very important: Keep an eye on your line weight! Seriously, this took a long time for me to get a firm grasp of. Not *shading* really, but put a bit more emphasis on those bent spaces with darker lines. See that bold line connecting his thigh to his glutes? And the one behind his knee? DEPTH!! IT ADDS DEPTH!!

And *here* is the final product! This is the shading section, arguably my favorite and least-favorite part about my drawing process. Working in black and white, you don't really have to worry about getting every little shadow on your character. Just shade what needs emphasizing; everything with a shadow gets an added layer of depth as well. This is the part that gives your work an additional POP.

Consider too that shading isn't just solid black, even if you're working in black and white. His arm and under his hood are pretty solid black, but the interior of his cloak is far more textured and light. We see where it's darkest at his sides, but leading out, it lightens into distinct markings that (in my opinion) are visually more appealing. Using this tool is ultimately up to you, though.

Okay, the end!

#dipper pines #gravity falls #asks

[ducktracy]

I'm really curious on what a layout artist is. Do you know?

layout’s a finicky thing to describe because it’s so all encompassing, and there are so many interpretations of it, especially nowadays in the current animation landscape where the definition seems to vary by production. i myself am even not 100% confident in my answer!

but, essentially, it’s a visual guide of a scene for the animators. this can be many things: clarifying how a pose is supposed to look, with the animator following/mimicking the art style of the layout artist to give the scene a coherent, consistent look (putting it “on model”, in layman’s terms. the layout artist’s drawing would be considered the model). that would be character layout. a layout artist can also establish the way the scene is supposed to be structured—how characters interact with the background environments, how the background environments frame the characters, what the background is even supposed to look like. that’s background layout. likewise, a layout artist also registers the camera field—indicating where the camera is supposed to be positioned and how much of the character(s) fits in the frame.

in-house layout departments are scarce in a lot of modern productions nowadays, and many productions will try to have their own version of a layout team lumped under the term “character design”. you’re not actually designing characters, but refining the poses drawn in the storyboards to bring it even further to the model of the show, so that the animators have a visual guide to follow. sometimes, a board artist will draw a particular drawing that the “character designer” needs to clarify so the animators know how to put it on model. these are usually called “special poses” which, again, is basically slang for layout. this is how we operate on SpongeBob now. it seems LTC did as well.

it’s a bit different in a golden age context though. the general point is still the same in that the layout artist will collaborate with the director and often dictate the general art style of the short. hell, sometimes the directors WERE their own layout artists. Chuck Jones and Bob McKimson were both their own character layout artists in the ‘50s—this is why it’s practically impossible for someone like me to be able to discern who the hell is animating what in a ‘50s Chuck Jones cartoon because they adhere SO STRICTLY to his style

whereas Bob McKimson—i’ve mentioned this before, but i just brought it up yesterday and it’s on my mind. here’s a character layout he did for Fool Coverage (which you should watch very good cartoon), and here’s Rod Scribner’s interpretation of it below…

obviously not very loyal. but Scribner’s interpretation is much FUNNIER and works way better in animation than McKimson’s; McKimson’s drawing is still a GREAT drawing and super solid on its on, but definitely a much more conservative approach. you can also see, though, how much of his personal style leeches into his own shorts as well

or this here: John Carey was Bob Clampett’s layout artists for a good portion of his time in the “Katz unit” (aka black and white cartoons), and also animated this very scene he laid out. the two drawings are practically indistinguishable, but there are definitely minor differences. he dictates how the scene is to look

i’ve mainly been talking about character layout, but here are some background layouts indicating where the characters are to fit in the shot as well. this is more all encompassing.

the credits on LT shorts are such a continuous melting pot of nonsense for many reasons, and one of it is because it took until… 1945? 1946? i think ‘45, for them to credit the layout artists… and background artists (who rendered and painted the BG layouts)... and Mel Blanc. and so this is sort of where my knowledge flounders a bit. we know that Maurice Noble was Chuck Jones’ BG layout guy in the ‘50s, and we know Chuck did all his own character layouts. that’s fine enough. but i have no idea, if, say, was John Carey doing background layouts as well in Clampett’s cartoons? was it his background painter, Dick Thomas? Clampett himself mentioned doing the layouts on A Tale of Two Kitties, and the staging of the short in that one definitely has some very warped and drastic angles not usually found elsewhere, so it’s safe to assume he was working on BG layouts in that. but where is the line drawn?? who is responsible for what?

thanks to Warner’s bunk credit system it’s been difficult to piece together. a lot of very talented artists that worked on these shorts never got their credits or dues. everyone knows “oh yeah, Chuck Jones’ shorts in the ‘40s are really stylized and flat.” but do they know the name John McGrew? Bernyce Polifka? Eugene Fleury? all of whom were a part of establishing this style, but also maintain independent subtleties to their own cartoons they worked on? how do Fleury’s paintings based off of McGrew’s layouts in The Case of the Missing Hare or The Aristo-Cat differ from Polifka’s paintings based off of McGrew’s layouts in Wackiki Wabbit and Tom Turk and Daffy?

i’m going off on a tangent, but my point stands in that it’s a very complicated, multifaceted aspect of the animation process that doesn’t have one meaning. it impacts so many different aspects and even how it impacts or WHAT it impacts differs. basically, it just sets the stage for how the scene looks in the final animation, whether it be where the characters and camera are positioned, how the characters look or how the backgrounds look. think of it as the cartoon’s blueprint.

#asks #anonymous

[deltoravivisection]

SO, WHAT THE FIG IS ALL THIS?

Hi! Hello. This blog is an archive of the work I'm doing for a fangame based on the Deltora Quest series, as well as a testament to my supermassive levels of autistic hyperfixation. I am a grown man with a full time job, and this project is purely one of passion with no profit involved, so the going will be slow. I'll be posting sketches, thoughts, and eventually animations and gameplay here. But we're nowhere near that point yet. If you're interested in the project or have suggestions for me, please reach out!

THE GAME

Deltora: Vivisection will be a free open-world* version of the original 8 books in the Deltora series, wherein the gems can be collected in any order, and many events will be altered depending on player choice and the order in which quests are finished. It will be part visual-novel, part JRPG, with tons of original art and frame-by-frame pixel animation. When will it be finished? When will the demo drop? I have no idea.

*There will be limits - I'm not a AAA studio. But there will be plenty to explore.

THE CREDO

Though there will be some minor rewrites, the goal is to be as faithful as possible to the original books. Even as a child, I found the anime lacking. I craved blood. To make up for this, I want to create something that would make my younger self go completely insane, while appealing to the now mostly adult fanbase and expanding on ideas I felt could be explored further. We're keeping the blood, we're keeping the terror, and we're also keeping it clean.

THE TEAM

Meeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (With help from friends for designs and ideas. Full and specific credits will be present ingame.) (My name is Miles btw.)

THE PLAN

PRE-PRODUCTION PAHSE:

Concepting ✔️

Outline ✔️

Character Designs (In progress)

Creature Designs (In progress)

Dialogue/Event Scripts (In progress) - Forests of Silence ✔️ - Lake of Tears ✔️ - City of Rats ✔️ - Shifting Sands ✔️ - Dread Mountain ✔️ - Maze of the Beast ✔️ - Valley of the Lost ✔️ - Return to Del ✔️ - Midpoint Revision/Edits ✔️ - Ranesh Sidequests ✔️ - Shopkeeper Dialogue (In Progress) - Environmental Interactions ❌ - Inventory Item Descriptions (In Progress) - NPC Dialogue ❌ - Final Revision/Edits ❌

Talksprites (In progress -- MAIN FOCUS) - Neutral Poses/Color Layouts (In Progress) - All Variation Sketches ❌ - All Rough Colors ❌ - Final Versions ❌

Environment Art ❌

Sprite Art (In progress)

Animations ❌

Sound/Music Sourcing (In progress)

Combat Mechanics (In progress)

UI Design (In progress)

DEVELOPMENT PHASE:

God Forgive Us All ❌ (We'll cross that bridge when we get there.)

DOWNLOAD THE IN-PROGRESS SCRIPT HERE!!!

#deltora quest #deltora vivisection

[archandshri]

9th feb '24 - [arch] characters, interactions and emotion - making a mini webcomic

Gahhhh Shri this has been an absolutely crazy couple of weeks!!!! Hope you are doing well :)) First of all, WOW! You have a lot of goals, and I’m sure you’ll get them done! I’ve worked a lot on my graphic design during the process of making Winter Wellbeing. If you wanna see a blog post dedicated just to that, I can do so! It would be cool to compare notes on the approaches we take for graphic layouts. If you wanna share your knowledge of camera skills when you build that up that would be awesome 😭😭

It’s been a tough few weeks, art wise. I have been reflecting on my process, motivations to create, the ego and all the baggage that’s lumped into the creative process for me. It turns out there’s a lot. I took some space from my illustration practise (literally for a weekend!) and began to realise how dysfunctional it is. I’ve been writing a lot about that so there may be a larger piece of writing coming about that at some point (no promises!!)

But for now, let's talk about little successes!

I’ve been playing with some characters for a while but I’d hit a bit of a block with the plot. I realised the expectation of having a finished project of high quality soon is unrealistic, and an unhealthy expectation to put on myself. I rarely give myself time to play with concepts for a long time and let the characters, plot and interactions evolve naturally. Maybe this in part came from sticking to the short university module turnaround. I noticed that that short turnaround was causing a lot of block, so I have decided to bench it as a comic for now and focus on using it as a playground - falling in love with the characters, creating stories and drawing them for fun. Maybe years down the line I’ll make them into a comic - we shall see! 

I *tried* to do hourly comics day this year and it didn’t quite work for me. I think I made 3 comics? And then got distracted with a bigger project that ended up taking a week or so to complete. Let’s have a look at it, shall we?

[you can find the full version here]

First of all, it’s based on an unfinished fanfiction I started a couple of months ago, which was mostly bad, but there was one nice scene that I liked and wanted to expand on. I started by having a look at the script I wrote and thumbnailing on the iPad. I’m away from home at the mo and usually would prefer to do most of my artwork traditionally, but because I don’t have access to a scanner, the whole process was digital this time. A lot of the pages got scrapped because the dialogue wasn’t necessary, and I’m not drawing pages that aren’t necessary.

some more development screenshots

I thought a lot about posing during the process, acting the scenes out in my mind and sometimes physically, really understanding the emotions of the characters, why they’re saying what they’re saying, their tone and how to convey that though their body language and expression (i find grian really annoying normally [affectionate] but I want this grian to step on me).

Pearl was hard with this because she’s quite erratic and unpredictable in this series, so I wanted her to switch from raw explodey anger to playful jabs at Grian. I’m hoping this comes across as somewhat insane, rather than tonally off and inconsistent. I did super enjoy drawing her and her explosive nature though, especially in comparison to Grian’s coldness.

I played with levels and monotone colour too - I’m not working with multiple colours much at the moment so I’m able to focus on things like values composition, characters and backgrounds. My skills limit the kind of stories I can tell currently, so I’m working to improve those foundations. Maybe when I’m back in the riso studio I can play with colours a little more.

Colours - despite the simple pallete it gets a bit nerdy here.I stuck to specific flat percentages for most of it - Pearl’s hair and Grians jumper are 60%, Grian’s hair and Pearl’s cloak are 20%. Then I added a 14% layer for shadows, using a ahrd blend eraser tool for highlights, making the images quite dark. I fill a layer with texture from Forystr’s riso brush for procreate, and turn it into a 40% opacity colour dodge layer. This gives it some much needed texture and makes the lighting feel low and nighttimecore. It also pushes the values to look really nice - I tend to be too scared to push them by myself.

I tried a few different colour layers to get a *vibe* but settled on a low percentage riso blue in a colour layer. All layers besides the riso blue are in a riso black, colour picked from a riso colour pallete. I learnt these tools - using percentages to get good values - from working with risograph. I really recommend having a look at these techniques and doing some monotone work. It's really improved by character designs, page layouts and compositions.

That's all from me today, though I have had MANY other thoughts over the past two weeks about creating, but perhaps we'll dive into them another time. If you (or anyone else) has any questions, hit me up with a reblog or an ask and I will get right to it. Lovely to hear from you! Hope your art is going great too :)) Arch :)

#archillustrates #arch is learning #project development #art #art process #art resource #process #artists on tumblr #illustration #comic #picture book #small art blog #art blog #illustration blog #female artists on tumblr #queer artists on tumblr #illustrator #book illustrator #female illustrator #queer illustrator #comic artist #comic art #female artists on instagram #artists on instagram #procreate #digital artwork #digital artist #artist blog #artist on tumblr #web comics

[keylimesiren]

So it occurred to my that my commission sheet is over four (??!?) years old now, and I've been meaning to update it for some time, so here's the updated version for 2024! Also, tumblr pages don't seem to work well with tumblr's recent move to a more mobile layout, which is a darn shame.

(Additional info below the cut)

Contact me via:

Tumblr: @keylimesiren (via private message)

Twitter: @KeyLimeSiren (via DM)

Notes on backgrounds:

Flat/gradient = exactly what it says. It’s a flat color or color gradient.

Simple = background pattern, low-detail setting with little rendering required, etc. No interaction w/ character.

Complex = more detailed setting, lots of special effects/props, interacts w/ character, etc.

IMPORTANT INFO:

YOU NEED AN E-MAIL SO I CAN SEND YOU A PAYPAL INVOICE!

I reserve the right to refuse a commission for any reason.

PAYPAL ONLY. Payment is 100% upfront. I do not accept other forms of payment (ex. dA points, game currency, etc.)

Please note that highly detailed requests might receive an upcharge for detail work.

I will not accept text descriptions as reference pictures. I need an actual, visual reference to work off of, or you will be charged a fee for design work. If you want to add a text description of the character with the reference for accuracy, feel free!

I may decide to stream while I work on commissions! That being said, if you want your commission to be private/unpublished, let me know!

I will only make major changes (pose, clothing, etc.) during the rough sketch! After a certain point I can only do minor changes, like color adjustments and small details.

If you want to cancel a commission you may, but a refund will only be provided if I haven’t progressed past the rough sketch. If I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT finish your commission for any reason, a full refund will be provided.

If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask! Thanks!

#commission #commission info

[hermitsmirror]

Tarot spread: Market of Memory

The 6 of Cups can pose an interpretive problem because the way so many of us view it is, frankly, naive. It’s limited. It’s sweet. It looks innocent. Maybe it’s triggering. But it’s rarely all that deep. 

And yet the 6 of Cups is at the heart of Scorpio season. It’s an illumination of what has been hidden deep within, and it’s an opportunity to connect with all aspects of the past: the inner child, yes, but also past lives and ancestors.

This tarot layout and these questions are designed to help you connect with the 6 of Cups and with something important from the past. You can read more about the spread and the 6 of Cups in my musings.

And if you want to learn how to navigate the River of Time and connect deeply with spirits of the past, within you and others, enroll in my “winter term” course between semesters, Reading the River of Time.

The Offering: What is coming forward from the past?

The Gifted: What pleasures will this help me reawaken?

Clear Skies: How can I use this to shine a light on my future?

Other Wares (2 cards): What of the past remains under the surface, out of sight for now? Why let it stay there?

The Flower’s Scent: How will I know that it’s time to bring more from the depths? (a sensory cue exercise)

See my musing “Sensory Cues and Intuition” for more on sensory cue exercises.

#tarotblr #tarot spreads #tarot spread #past lives #inner child work #ancestral work #scorpio season

[princessozera]

"Would you mind being a nude model for me?"

No smut or other shenanigans

MC is GN (3rd ppov)

Word count: 632

Lucifer

A bit startled, flustered with how forward MC is being (seemingly unaware of the designer eyebags MC was cultivating through sleepless nights)

He lets MC choose his pose, but he insists they do this in his room; his brothers wouldn't interrupt them and he would admittedly be more comfortable.

Since MC's room is so close, they lug over most of their supplies in case they want to add color to the painting. MC sits Lucifer in a chair in front of the fireplace- legs crossed, drink in one hand, head turned at an angle, and the skeleton looming above them. Turning off half of the room lights emphasized the shadows from the fireplace and gave Lucifer a serious and exalted air, even if he was just sitting in a chair with only his boxers on.

He gives MC some wine; a cup that goes untouched but he does see them drop the paint brushes in there from time to time

Despite MC's insistence, Lucifer only accepts about half of the breaks that MC offers. He insists that he can hold the pose for longer, it was relaxing to just talk with them and sit about with no work to attend to. He carries the conversation while MC works, talking about a new vinyl he's obtained, a few song writers he admired had come out of retirement. How he acquired the skeleton statue, how he designed the layout of the room, his thoughts on the art lining his walls- anything but work. He could complain about work anytime, he doesn't want to mess with the relaxed atmosphere now.

Lucifer sneaks a few glances at MC while they draw. Brow set low, so deeply focused on trying to get the shadows right that they didn't notice Lucifer staring at them. They'd smile every so often while looking at their painting and he can't help but wonder if it was something he said, or something they drew. He hoped they wouldn't add hearts to his boxers or paint a goatee beard on him.

MC also takes notice of Lucifer, although they're far more subtle with it. Lucifer had been more nervous than he'd admit to- MC had enough anatomy practice to know that you don't get definition like that unless you were flexing and tense. They drew rough shapes and worked a bit on the background for now, drawing a skeleton was also practice, right? MC encouraged Lucifer to talk and take sips of his drink, and started to draw him more as he began to relax. A softer stomach, shoulders that sloped downwards, a hint of his smile that lingered in his eyes. They didn't know if it was the increased focus, or perhaps an illusion released, but they felt like they were seeing Lucifer a bit more clearly. The silver tips of his hair climbed higher than before, the beginning signs of crows feet near his eyes, a constellation of scars across his skin. MC catches Lucifer smiling while reminiscing about his past and how he came to own some of the more intricate pieces in his room. They can't prevent their own smile and hope the canvas is high enough to hide their expression.

MC shows Lucifer the drawing, pretending to put away their things but actually trying to get a look at Lucifer's reaction. He compliments their technique and shading, pointing out his favorite parts and offering advice if MC asks for it.

He thanks MC for allowing him to be their muse for a night, and if MC can be convinced to part with the drawing, he'll insist on paying for it.

Lucifer develops a crick in his neck from having his head turned for so long, and MC massages his neck while chiding him for not taking more breaks.

((Levi))

#obey me lucifer #om lucifer #obey me! lucifer

[animehouse-moe]

Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Episode 3: Hidden Inventory 3

I'll be the first to say it, this episode is markedly better than the prior two. It's better in quite a few different ways, though is still peppered with quite a few complaints. Would I say that things are looking up? Probably not, no. Would I say there's a chance at this adaptation getting better as we go on? Quite possibly, yes. It's a very weird spot, but this episode does well almost because it doesn't try to be Jujutsu Kaisen, rather it tries to move as far away from it as it can, and it's in the pieces that are central to JJK that you understand something is wrong. Confusing yes, but hopefully I can break down my thoughts into more detail with this post.

I like to call what I've just described the "Tanya The Evil Effect". It's an aspect where the depiction of a story and its events ends up so far deviated in tone and experience, that when under good direction and work you can still value and appreciate it as something disparate from the source material.

The episode director isn't in over their head this episode, Gosso isn't hamfisting excessive and incoherent direction into the content at large, there's just a lot of stuff that greatly divorces this episode from Gosso's vision at large, and is part of why it remains successful.

I still think there's things that are silly and pointless changes for the sake of cutting corners, like this sequence of Kuroi and Geto talking where they're static in the anime vs in motion in the manga. It's just one of those simple things that provides context and agency to the situation. Why would Geto and Kuroi be standing still if Amanai is in danger?

If you take a closer look at the episode, it's actually quite odd. There's a lot of direction that's bog standard, just characters in frame standing still. But then you get random bursts of direction that are surprisingly solid, like this piece of Amanai behind the fence/bars, symbolizing her isolation and feeling of being prisoner to her role as the Star Plasma Vessel. Arguably one of the only scenes that makes proper use of the change of scenery from the rooftop rendezvous of the manga.

Anyways, onto Okinawa. I'm disappointed, but also surprised. Incredibly sad to not see Gojo's summer hairstyle on display, but I also feel like with a lot of these scenes, this is the closest we'll manage to S1/manga humor parity.

Alright, back into disappointment mode. Very sad that they didn't include this pose/panel for Haibara and Nanami. Why don't we just continue to strip the characterization and style of this cast more, MAPPA? Also, poor Haibara man. Nanami's already a lost cause sadly, but I at least had a bit of hope for Haibara in spite of the early showings of their character design. Even worse than I was expecting to be honest. The energy and slightly goofy nature just does not exist within him in the anime.

Have to shout out my boy Asta/Tadano though. Love seeing Gakuto Kajiawara getting more and more VA roles.

Where was I? Oh yeah, Okinawa. This is now a drama anime, plain and simple. The framing/layouts/etc are all very much drama leaning, and it's well done. It's just that compared to what the manga offers.... it's, well, decidedly not it. Also, unsure why, but random scenes in the episode are very low-res? I know Tumblr compression does not help at all, but this scene in particular is incredibly grainy and odd. There's also something wrong here in how dull Gojo and Geto's colors are in the shade compared to how vibrant the scene is in the light. I wouldn't call it bad compositing, but the color design doesn't feel quite right. I mean, the second image is of them in the exact same spot under the shade, but it looks so much better? The environment art is sharper in their vicinity, the character designs are more detailed, there's proper shading, and the colors seem way more accurate/realistic.

Maybe I've just gotten used to the poor compositing/coloring of the series to be honest, because at first glance I didn't actually think it was as inconsistent as I'm finding it to be.

Also, shoutout MAPPA hating on Geto again man. This dude is just stepped all over through these episodes and it hurts me so much. His expressiveness is totally stripped away from him and replaced with some hollow smile that I'm sure anime onlies can even tell carries no weight. Like please tell me, who are these two people in the anime??? It just hurts, and it's the tip of the iceberg for the issues with faces and expressions.

Personally speaking, I think this one is the biggest failure from MAPPA. They literally did this exact defeated smile Geto loves to wear in JJK 0, and they can't repeat it for S2? It's just so painful to see them totally mismanage the characters despite having simpler designs so they can "be more expressive".

That's enough bemoaning what's happened to poor Geto, allow me to return to why this episode is actually better (though it only really borders on good) than the prior ones: that drama feel. They extend what's displayed in the manga of Amanai and co's Okinawa trip, and it's pretty well done. I'd say as a manga reader though? I don't really care, and I don't think it adds a great deal to the experience in the first place with how they chose to add things. The scenes are pretty and some of the best displayed in the episode though, of course. The good old MAPPA special of placing insane effort into original pieces while giving the source material the cold shoulder.

Okay, one little piece of criticism (though it's actually sorta big). MAPPA just can't keep their little paws off of messing up characters for some reason. It's a simple thing, I know, but it's also why I'm complaining about it. There was no need. No need to have Amanai place her hands behind her back, to do something that her character never did even once in the manga. But they do, and it changes the tone of Amanai simply walking through an aquarium, to Amanai placing more thought in the experience. A very frustrating and needless change that weighs down the actual potential displayed in the sequence at large.

Anyways, what makes this piece of the original adaptation good? Well, the use of the symbolism of fish was already strong in the manga thanks to Gege, as its used to further show Amanai's isolation and the lack of a group that she can exist alongside/be with. That part remains clear in the anime thankfully. The piece that adds to it though is the parallel between the aquarium and its customers. They place the idea of Amanai's isolation compared to the fish on top of the people visiting the aquarium. Sounds a little odd maybe but I'm bad at explaining, but the point is to show the isolation Amanai feels from seeing the fish (and whales) in the aquarium as a palpable and noticeable thing that she actively experiences.

Of course, I'm not without complaints, but I feel like it's easier to let it slide if you don't look deeply at this sequence. If you see it as something untethered to Amanai's character, the weird extra cuts of the fish swimming freely in the aquarium is fine, but putting it alongside the context of Amanai's character it's pretty confusing and excessive. Why spend all that time fixating on the movements of the fish trapped in an aquarium, relegated to their current fate? Feels like a tone deaf movement for some odd pursuit of artistry that neglects the function of the sequence.

Alright, on to the next butchered character/sequence! Toji and Gojo. Man, I knew what to expect considering they showed viewers as much of the "good" stuff as they could, but I didn't think it was going to get this weak.

I knew Toji was going to suffer, but I mean, how different can you really get and still call it the same character? What a weird shit-eating grin in the anime versus the far more creepy and naturally twisted smirk that rests on Toji's face. It's just incredibly bothersome to see them fail so miserably with reactions that are so important to characters.

And I mean, they do it again, and again, and again. The whole flashback sequence is meant to be played off like horror, and up until the reveal is well done. It's got tension, a cheesy horror soundtrack. It's got the potential to actually do something with the appeal it's aiming for, but it ultimately fails because what is Toji's reaction here? It's supposed to be the thing that he fears/despises/disgusts, but all that shows on his face is plain surprise? Compare that to the manga, and you see how flat and lifeless this reaction is.

Okay okay last one before I move on. What kind of pose is this? He's so relaxed and standing like he's already superior to Gojo, like he knows he could win effortlessly. It is absolutely not the pose and expression of a man set to go up against arguably the most feared sorcerer of his time.

Anyways, action and stuff. I don't think it's terrible. As I'd already established though it's not JJK action. It takes well done choreography and layouts, and reduces it to flashy cuts that viewers can barely piece together in time. What's more worth talking about is how dim and over processed the sequences are. They just end up looking so out of place no matter what MAPPA tries to do. Also man, the S2 OST really does stink. Even in a tense action sequence there's just zero heart in it. Such a massive flop compared to the electric work on S1 and 0.

Okay, yes, Keiichirou Watanabe's animation for Gojo's Blue is well done. But, if the camera wasn't having a seizure I'm sure it would be better received. Of course, same issues in regards to the prior statement about action with the dimming and over processing too. Wastes a lot of potential that the cut had to be a genuinely great piece of animation in the context of JJK. It still undeniably is, beneath all of the additional oddities that bury it, but it's pretty far removed from JJK.

If you want to understand what I'm saying, take a look at Hanami vs Yuji and Todo (Watanabe did the cut of Hanami's massive branch attack). Yes, the compositing is better for Gojo's blue, but take a look at the camera work. How much effort it places into keeping the duo in frame, how hard it tries to keep things cohesive and easy to follow. It's a night and day difference that shows the importance of a director in delivering the best version of someone's animation.

Anyways, here's Gojo's Blue sequence, as a video. Too long to make into a reasonable quality gif, and also insanely flashy and all over the place so nicer than having seizure material auto-play in two places at once.

Alright, so uh, Gojo dies, Toji pulls up with the gat and domes Amanai right in front of Geto, following it up by announcing that he killed Gojo. And then the episode ends. Honestly? I loved the ending just cause I know it'll cause so much chaos for viewers.

The episode overall though? It's weird that I think it noticeably better than the prior two when I've complained about so much, but maybe it's one of those things where the closer you get to being correct, the more faults you find in the thing being examined. Regardless, it feels like Toji's been incredibly nerfed from a viewer's perspective compared to the manga (alongside Geto and plenty of others), and honestly I had next to no hype for their actual sequence because it all felt so disjointed. The pacing of it felt off, and the action just didn't grab me with it's super flashy, highly processed, up close and personal so you can't quite tell what's going on combat. I'd say it's still a flop compared to what S1 would offer in comparison for big moments, but it's also done better on average when compared to the prior two episodes.

Pacing is of massive concern now though. We're three episodes in, with a total of five. It took us three episodes to make 8 chapters total, and we've got 6 though more likely 7 chapters of content left to cover for this arc, with only 2 episodes remaining. "Oh that's not too bad", except for the fact that there's the massive upcoming fight alongside us still having to get through Toji vs Geto. Even with the 6 instead of 7 chapters, even if they don't add any original content, they're speed-running at a minimum of 3 chapters for the last two episodes, which is pretty damn bold.

Is Hidden Inventory/Gojo's Past going to hold on and make it to the end in its current state, or will it rush itself to an early grave? Next episode will certainly be the deciding factor, but whatever it is, I'm not exactly hopeful of where we're going to be left.

#jujutsu kaisen #呪術廻戦 #jjk #sorcery fight #gojo satoru #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #anime review #anime and manga #anime

[the-ria]

ok first of all your work is incredible and you possibly my favorite artist ever. Secondly, how do you do compositions and layouts and like, find references and stuff. All of your drawings seem so cool and dynamic and i was really curious how you did it because i usually have trouble with shit like that

Oh my god, you just made my entire day, that's incredibly kind of you to say! Thank you so much :'O

And to answer your question, it's a combination of using the classic compositional techniques, like the rule of thirds or the golden ratio AND looking at other people's art and seeing what you find visually appealing and/or interesting!

Sometimes I have a very clear idea for a drawing in my head and I look up very specific references on Google. For example "woman climbing up the ladder top view" or "hand reaching forward from behind the camera". But it doesn't always work like that

More often than not I just scroll Pinterest until something catches my attention. It can be an outfit, a pose reference, a photo of a suburban sunset or a posted design. Thankfully the algorithmic gods know my tastes pretty well by now so there's always something pretty to look at!

Here's my profile if you ever feel like looking through it! You might even find the exact references I used for my drawings :D

My Pinterest boards

#jk all my ideas come to me in my sleep as divine visions

[waddles-ex-machina]

sooo a couple years ago I was lucky enough to attend an online webinar by the folks at mercury filmworks, and was extra happy to find they were using Hilda as their main example! I took a bunch of screenshots so I could make more detailed notes later, and turns out I still have them now. I figured it couldn’t hurt to share them here incase anyone’s interested, since it’s been some time and the webinar was originally open to anyone anyway

I don’t remember all the info given alongside but it’s mainly a breakdown of the pipeline of an episode, from first concepts to editing, with examples of design passes, layouts, how background files are separated out etc (also some rly useful notes about posing!!) super interesting stuff that really makes you appreciate the artistry behind the show

#idk maybe it’s just me that finds this stuff interesting #merc is my dream studio and I’m always happy to absorb info about their craft and techniques like a sponge #alsooo some of the images (the water spirit for example) were gifs and I couldn’t rly grab a screenshot at the right time sorry #hilda the series #Hilda netflix #if it wasn’t already clear I love hoarding behind the scenes and trivia and stuff #I hope they release an art book someday #post tag

[earthstellar]

I really love this panel, because not only does it give us our first real taste of First Aid taking command as a lead medic on scene, but there’s a lot we can read into it 

that’s right y’all, brace for another long post lmao 

First Aid: A Glimpse Into the Future 

it’s interesting how Ratchet is posed so far in the background, literally in darker/more severe lighting and hunched over a bit, while both younger medics are far more prominent

obviously there needs to be a layout to accommodate the text bubbles and the focus needs to be on First Aid so he’s naturally going to be the one taking up the most space in the composition here,

but the almost excessive amount of space dedicated to him helps to emphasise a sense of how very much in charge he is in this moment 

even the pointing pose (make your Ace Attorney jokes now lol) serves the purpose of further highlighting that First Aid is giving the commands here, which I’ll get into in the next section when I get into the dialogue stuff because that’s super interesting to me because I’m The Healthcare Guy lol 

but also! 

they are all sized within the panel in “order of importance”: 

First Aid not only has the most to say here, so of course he’s going to take up the most space, but compare his confident pose and level of focus/energy here with the lax posture of Ambulon (who is straight up confused lol) and is second in relative size 

then compare them both to Ratchet in the background, who is in even heavier shadow (which helpfully emphasises the creases in the face plating under his optics, clearly equivalent to under-eye skin sagging in older humans) and helps to  “Ratchet’s old and on his way out” 

he’s going into the background here both visually and in terms of his professional position; he’s in the process of handing over the CMO role to First Aid, and we see First Aid literally step up and into the foreground with a lot of forward movement

both First Aid and Ratchet are slightly leaning forward, but with Ratchet it carries a certain weight that it doesn’t with First Aid; we get a sense of immediacy, energy, and confident strength from First Aid-- He knows what he’s doing, which is hammered home in comparison to Ambulon’s confusion

the fire in the corner of the panel is interesting; not only does it help with the dramatic lighting (which helps to age Ratchet a bit more visually with the heavier shadow back there), but we associate fire with danger, being on high alert, being at risk or dealing with a serious threat 

in relation to the fire, First Aid appears to be entering it or already in contact with it (again, the sense of forward movement or action), while Ratchet is behind it (his time in the lead is over and he’s in more of a support role here), and Ambulon is on the other side of it completely (unaware of the threat, hence confusion) 

it’s a really great panel, which achieves a lot all in one go! 

but the dialogue, oh hell yeah, firing up my size S nitrile hypoallergenic gloves so I can start typing with my Chronic Healthcare Guy Brain fully engaged lmao 

SBAR in Cybertronian Medicine: Confusion is Bad  

now, welcome to a basic rundown of SBAR and why I am talking about this shit in the context of space robot medics 

going to massively summarise this because it is a whole Thing 

but essentially, SBAR is a communication assessment tool designed to help facilitate high speed and highly accurate sharing of information! 

SBAR stands for Situation, Background, Assessment, and Recommendation.

Now, SBAR is used in healthcare pretty often! Usually during handovers, but I’m just using this as one example of a comms tool in healthcare environments purely because it’s one of the easier ones to go over. 

Here are a couple key NHS documents for examples of how SBAR can be implemented and used in healthcare communications: 

NHS Safer Care - SBAR Implementation and Training Guide 

NHS SBAR Communication Tool Document

There’s also a pretty good write-up available here, too. 

and here’s an example of some NHS Health Trust documentation which includes some SBAR notes and procedure in regards to deteriorating patient policy. it might provide some insight into how these things are considered, assessed, and implemented!

why this is relevant: First Aid is good, but he’s still learning, and seconds count when the situation is escalating    

we see in the above panel that shit is getting real, and the medics need to come in. 

and the medics are here-- which is good! 

but what the hell is going on? 

while I’ve used SBAR as an example of a communication framework often used to help ensure clarity in certain healthcare / medical contexts, it’s certainly not the only comms framework that can be utilised. 

for the situation in the panel above, what are some key questions which come to mind? what information needs to be disseminated most immediately? what do we need to take into consideration right away? 

does every medic present have an idea of what is happening, or is there a discrepancy in regards to who’s aware of what? 

is knowledge of the situation being disseminated effectively? 

how is the situation being communicated between medics? 

how is the situation being assessed? 

how are they approaching the situation as a medical team? 

First Aid does step up and immediately-- But all he does is tell Ambulon to get to the second aisle. 

Ambulon is clearly unaware of the immediate situation, and First Aid’s initial instruction does not include the relevant information: Okay, go there, but to do what, and why? Who’s involved, what’s going on, what needs to be done? 

To his credit, First Aid immediately responds once he becomes aware of Ambulon’s confusion with a lot of good and important information: 

who is involved (who needs attention, who are the most immediately in need of care) 

the condition of the patients

guidance on how to provide effective care / immediate treatment quickly 

instructions on what to expect and how to manage the patients following immediate interventions 

addresses Ratchet by identifying the not-as-immediately-in-need patients, clearly informing him of who to address and what needs to be done 

But ideally, he would have started by providing these details as needed, rather than simply pointing and directing Ambulon over there somewhere. 

Fair enough, this could just be First Aid getting excited and jumping into it and needing a second to really get into the role as a leading responder; we know that First Aid does tend to be a little more emotionally engaged/excitable

and while those traits can be good, it might also mean that he may need a little more experience in a lead position before he really gets used to remembering that he’ll need to take that time to communicate information more effectively right at the beginning

but at the same time, of course canonically we don’t know a whole lot about Cybertronian medical systems or training, or how medics might be trained to communicate.

Cybertronians, Communications, and Clarity: Why Use Lot Word When Instant Message To Brain Module Do Trick? 

we don’t know, for example, if they may be able to communicate more rapidly or effectively via data packets or some other Cybertronian information sharing method that might be naturally more quick and more organised than sharing information verbally at all 

we also don’t know if any such communication method may have a certain benefit/risk ratio that may limit its use when addressing active incidents or when carrying out medical care on scene etc. 

but it is interesting to think about! 

communication frameworks are not one-size-fits-all; different situations call for appropriate variations or different comms models entirely 

it may well be the case that in Med Bay environments, an SBAR type framework for communication might be used when appropriate-- like I said, this particular comms structure is commonly used to facilitate solid handovers, or in situations where a patient’s condition needs to be communicated to another clinician/etc. who may not be familiar with this particular case beforehand. 

SBAR is a good system, because it effectively summarises a lot of key information in an easily organised and clear manner; the goal is to ensure that a lot of details are shared in a well structured way to help maintain clarity. 

(There is a slight variation of this called SBARD, and you can find an example worksheet for this here. D stands for Decision in this version of the comms tool. but I won’t get into too many variations, just want to include this so that y’all know that there are some variations out there and their application will vary!) 

but there are lots and lots of different systems and approaches for communicating between medical staff in various different scenarios or situations, and there’s no universal model that can be applied all the time.

what is most effective, will depend on a lot of different factors, and can often be subject to change as a situation evolves. 

with Cybertronians, given their inherent potential for multiple different modes of communication, it would be very interesting to see a comms protocols document for Med Bay staff, field medics, etc. and what the differences are... 

but something like SBAR, I can see that being used in pretty much the same way it gets used in a lot of healthcare environments in real life. it’s simple, it’s effective, and it makes documentation much easier and encourage better records accuracy 

because I can 100% see this being an issue on the Lost Light LMAOOOO 

I’m sure Ratchet would insist on the use of something similar to this, if only because “Whirl punched in helm -- reset optic lens, OK to discharge! :)” is not sufficient medical documentation, lol 

also, Velocity is Camien; it may be the case that medical records may be completed in a slightly different way / according to slightly different best practice protocols owing to any differences between Camien and Cybertronian healthcare systems 

plus, I’m sure the war ended up influencing how Cybertronian medical systems and records are maintained and completed... ANYWAY 

an example of SBAR in the Lost Light Med Bay might look something like this: 

Scenario: Velocity is about to go off duty, the patient (Swerve) is still in the Med Bay, thus a handover to Ratchet is needed. 

S = Situation 

Patient Name: Swerve [+ other details like serial number, age, etc.]

Presenting Complaint: Arrived to Med Bay at [time/date] presenting with severe fuel tank ache, some fuel reflux, severe helm ache, mild nausea.

Patient indicated fuel tank ache and helm ache as 7 out of 10 on Pain Scale at time of admission to Med Bay. 

[Note key vitals and other critical basic details as part of any standard info; Spark rate/stability, thermal readouts, etc.] 

B = Background 

History of Presenting Complaint: Patient states fuel tank ache began around [time] following consumption of “some horrible trash garbage Whirl made”, then gradually escalated to severe helm ache with nausea over the course of [timeframe].

Medical History Summary: Prior history of Depression, Generalised Anxiety. No known other conditions. Last general check-up attended on [date/time], no concerns present at that time. Slightly above average engex consumption owing to occupation as bar staff. 

Drug History / Allergies: No known allergies. No prior drug history. 

A = Assessment 

Clinical Observations: Vital signs stable, slightly elevated self-repair nanite concentration in internal energon sample and elevated thermal readouts indicative of contaminated fuel consumption. 

Fuel tank sample toxicology report indicated presence of an engex derivative compound, chemically similar to Betelgeux whiskey. Negligible amount of Gurunium was also detected in sample. [Relevant numbers/values/info from toxicology report here.] 

Patient observed to be ambulatory and otherwise stable. Patient mood generally positive, talkative and responsive to engagement from others. No further symptoms or concerns have developed as of [time/date]. 

Second Pain Scale assessment carried out at [time/date], patient reports decreased pain level of 3 out of 10 following treatment administered as noted below.  

Patient continues to report persistent fuel tank ache; Helm ache and nausea have ceased.

Treatment Given: Orally administered [name of medication(s), dosages] at [time/date]. Primary fuel line and secondary fuel line flushed with medical grade energon. Patient admitted for short term observation owing to abnormal toxicology panel and self-reported persistent fuel tank pain. 

R = Recommendation 

Monitor for any recurrence / change in symptoms or development of any new symptoms for [suggested time period]. Administer second dosage of medications [list medication information again] at [time/date] and carry out third Pain Scale assessment. 

Carry out second fuel tank sample for further toxicological analysis, compare to initial toxicology report to evaluate effectivity of fuel line flush. If no concerns / symptoms resolve, patient may be assessed for discharge. 

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Now, that’s a bit wordy, but I’m going to justify it by saying these are space robots and they probably have more efficient ways to process data like medical records, so maybe glyphs are more effective than human written language systems to some degree etc. 

The above SBAR example helps ensure that Ratchet gets all the basic information he needs to pick up with Swerve’s care where Velocity will be leaving off shortly. 

back to the reason for this post lmao: First Aid is babby CMO, confusion on scene is bad but he did good correcting that and with taking charge overall, solid 8/10  

it is interesting to think about how bots might deal with potentially critical communication issues like this, especially in a medical /healthcare context. 

it’s entirely possible that even though Cybertronians are capable of various different types of communication, it may be uncomfortable, distracting, rendered impossible (via comms disruptors etc.), or otherwise less than ideal for care teams that are on field duty or in other non-Med Bay environments, or one method that works under fire isn’t as effective or appropriate to use in a Med Bay, and so on. 

which would be similar to real life, where lots of different comms frameworks exist, not just SBAR, to help ensure the most relevant information is provided in the most effective way within the context of whatever’s going on. 

we don’t have a lot of canonical details on how Cybertronian medical systems work etc. so I can’t say for certain! 

but I think this was a great way to depict First Aid taking on more team lead duties. 

he’s stepping up gradually into the CMO role, and we get that wonderful framing and all the nice little visual details here to help highlight that. 

and with the dialogue, even though there’s a bit of a rough patch there with med team communications at the start, it’s in character for First Aid to want to hit the ground running. he’s a great contrast to Ratchet

and Ambulon is a good balance in this scene, who helps underline that First Aid is on top of the situation, there are just a few little things to get a little better at, and they will over time with some more experience both individually and with working as a team in their new roles. 

and I appreciate that realistic approach a lot; nobody enters a new role and immediately gets everything 100% right. First Aid isn’t magically as competent as Ratchet; his approach to taking charge is higher energy, there’s a little bit of a comms fumble there at the start, his vibe in the lead role on scene is different, and that’s real 

it helps highlight his inexperience (compared to Ratchet) while also immediately emphasising that he DOES very much know what he’s doing and can take charge, he’s just new and getting used to directing his team on scene 

he’s confident and excited to prove himself and you know, he did a pretty good job. it’s a really solid 8/10, which is great considering this is one of the first times we see First Aid on panel actually taking charge directly. 

of course, he has prior experience pre-Lost Light, but the difference is that now, he knows he’s inheriting the role of CMO from Ratchet, who is a living medical legend. 

Reality Hurts: Ratchet can’t be CMO forever

it’s a high bar, but First Aid generally is a very confident person. for the most part, he has a lot of faith in his knowledge and skills, he’s not afraid to innovate on the fly when needed, he’s willing and able to speak up for himself and his patients. 

you can absolutely see why Ratchet views him as a good successor; he doesn’t always agree with First Aid, and handing over his position is extremely emotionally and professionally difficult for Ratchet-- and we see a few times where that comes into play, when First Aid has called him out a bit on how he’s still holding onto the title long after he announced his plans to retire 

which Ratchet likes. not a lot of people argue back. but First Aid does, and it’s likely that Ratchet appreciates that, even when it stings. because if First Aid is willing to shout back at him, that instils a lot of confidence that First Aid will speak up to anyone for what he thinks is right, to advocate for a patient, to not take any shit from anyone.

yeah, anyone entering a new role is gonna goof it a little, but we see so much confidence and expertise from First Aid here, and we see Ratchet off in the background, listening and taking orders from his chosen successor 

there’s a shift here, where we see this move towards change actually sort of start to materialise.

Ratchet Stepping Down, First Aid Stepping Up 

First Aid is maturing more and more into the role he knows he’s going to get, and Ratchet sees what he’s doing and is still present, but he’s not leading here. 

he’s hands-off, for the most part, and we know how hard that is for Ratchet. he’s making an effort here which is emotionally hard for him to cope with; while he is proud of First Aid and truly sees the potential in him to be a great CMO, inevitably, it hurts. 

Ratchet doesn’t want to retire. But he knows there’s something wrong with him, he can’t fix it, it’s not getting better, and if nothing else, his medical inability to carry out his job would place patients at risk past a certain point. 

And he’s not willing to risk that. By Cybertronian standards, it is essentially early retirement; While Ratchet is old, he’s not actually all that much older in terms of years from moment  of sparking/being forged. Drift is of a similar age range. 

And Ratchet really struggles with knowing that, yeah, he’s on the way out. He doesn’t want to be, but he is, and he needs to be, and it hurts because he has very much made his job integral to his sense of self-identity and self-worth. He is afraid of being “defunct”, of no longer being able to serve his purpose; I often wonder if Ratchet just unavoidably internalised some of the harmful Functionist ideas from the past and can’t shake it. 

But he knows his time is up, and he knows it’s just the way it is, and he knows that First Aid should arguably have been briefed and promoted to CMO already, and he knows that this is inevitable. 

We see a sort of silent change in this panel; It’s the first time we get a very obvious sense that okay, Ratchet’s literally going into the background here. First Aid is now really getting ready to be the CMO, Ratchet is in the process of acceptance, and they’re both actually doing a pretty solid job here. 

First Aid is on the come up, Ratchet is on the way out, and in this panel, there’s this great vibe that this is how it’s going to go down, this is the real actual start of that process, and you know what, it’s OK. 

any change is a process. it’s frustrating, it’s hard, it’s sad, it’s exciting. 

and it’s done so well, it’s handled very realistically, what it’s like from both sides:

being the older person knowing it’s time to pass things down to the next generation yet still struggling to do so, not knowing what to do “after” and not wanting to face the reality of being past the most significant era of your life, having to step away from what defined you to yourself, handing over what you loved-- what you still love--with the awareness that you will not be able to go back; not in the same way, at least. it isn’t over, but it is ending. it’s inevitable, you know that. but it’s still hard. 

and being the younger person who is dealing with a lot of difficult circumstances but at the same time holding the competency and motivation to prove your worth and step up as needed, the energy and the drive and the knowledge is there, the experience will come with time once you get the chance to actually get that experience, and there’s frustration and fear and stress and a sense of pride, a sense of satisfaction when you get to take control, there’s the desire to do this right and it’s a lot, there are big shoes to fill, there’s pressure-- but there’s a hell of a lot of potential, too. with youth, comes hope. 

in closing: I am able to overthink myself into crying over any and every scene in this entire series, and I consider this to be my superpower 

I like this panel, because it’s low key all about change and growth and personal development. 

it’s subtle, but inevitable, and sometimes it gets to a point where shit gets real and you gotta rip that bandage off and just let progress happen.

First Aid will make a good CMO. 

Ratchet is gradually facing the decline of his health and impending retirement with incrementally more and more acceptance. 

And so, time moves on.

At first, with some difficulty. 

But eventually, with grace. 

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aaaaand I’m done! PHEW.

if you read this, you’re amazing and I love you <3

I’m sorry I write forever and never edit these all that much LMAO, truly, you have all earned a Rodimus Star <3 

also once again, I am asking whoever owns the comic rights at this point to please let me be a script consultant for any med bay shenanigans, not even joking who do I email about this lmao 

#idw transformers #mtmte #lost light #ratchet #tf first aid #tf ambulon #ambulon #medbay posting #long post #transformers analysis #analysis post #transformers #maccadam #maccadams #idw 1 #idw ratchet #idw first aid #medbay #tf medbay #crying over cybertronians again

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Qué Maravilla - CH.8

Previous Chapter

Miguel O'hara x SpiderReader rating: E for Everyone bby warnings: none? lots of angst tbh summary: the adventures of Spiderman and the Prowler art is not mine !!! @yunkaan on twitter!!!

------------ Ch.8 - The Point of No Return ---------------

As Miles followed closely behind his doppelganger through the city, he couldn't help but be fascinated with his suit. The engineering feats it displayed seemed to surpass even that of his own Uncle Aaron’ suit. He was blown away by his sneakers, which seemed to possess some kind of jet propulsion mechanism which allowed him to leap unprecedented heights, the robotic neon-lit helmet he was able to control seemingly like it was just another muscle in his own body. And of course, those steel claws which were incredibly versatile in combat and travel. He thought back to their fight moments ago. How he blindsided him with that spray paint bomb. Were there any other features of his suit he hadn't seen yet?

“I like your shoes,” Miles blurts out, “Are they pneumatic?” 

The Prowler pauses for a moment on the corner edge of a skyscraper, posed in a low squat next to a gargoyle. If he had been in a better mood, Miles would have joked about the resemblance in demeanor between the two. ‘Now probably isn’t the time to poke fun at him.’ He told himself, ‘Doubt this is the type of guy that can take a joke.’

“Yeah.. And?” His voice is nothing like his own. The glowing mask obscuring his face was designed to distort it. It was lower, almost machine-like, in a way that was entirely unnerving.

“That’s sick. They look pretty dope too. Better than the one Uncle Aaron used to wear,haha. ” Prowler doesn’t respond, instead blankly staring through him with that intimidating mask.

“Or..I guess my Uncle Aaron…I've neer seen…I mean…I'm sure your Unc’s shoes are dope too..”

Silence. 

Miles clears his throat in an awkward attempt to ease the tension. “Oh and those paint bombs you threw earlier. Are they activated based on a standard timer fuse or do you use an explode-on-impact type of trigger because-” 

 “-Do you ever shut up?”

‘Ouch.’

“Um okay then…”  Miles raises his palms defensively, slowing his pace so that Prowler was ahead of him. “....I’m sorry I guess?” Miles couldn’t help the disgusted expression creeping in on his face. ‘Bet he’s a real hit at parties.’ 

“Also-” 

“-What,” Prowler responds curtly.

“...Your shoe is untied.” Miles said with a grin, attempting to feign innocence for intentionally pestering him.

“I’m aware.” Somehow the robotic tone seemed to emphasize his annoyance. Then he leaped off the building, almost like he was trying to get as far away from Miles as he could.

Miles shrugged, “Just thought you should know,” he jested before following after him. 

It was not long after when they reached the subway underneath Fitz Tower. Miles found the layout of this subway to be similar to his own Brooklyn. All the tracks, tunnel, the stairs, the overhead lights, even the benches. The difference was in the small details like the colors of the terminal signs or the horde of unfamiliar graffiti tags littering the walls. The advertisements (also covered in graffiti) were almost exclusively names that he recognized. Some of them being for villains he had defeated in his own dimension. Vulture Telecom? Rhino had a casino? Kraven was running for city mayor? The thought of these kinds of individuals holding substantial power made his blood run cold. It was like his own personal hell.

After what felt like ages (though probably only minutes) they reached a locked metal gate that wore a giant sign on the front that read, “RESTRICTED AREA AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY”. Immediately Prowler breaks toward it.  With the added momentum of his sneakers, he leaps in the air, grabs the top of the gate and pulls himself up and over the fence in one fell swoop. Upon landing with a thud, he turns around with a grimace of impatience that makes the unspoken message clear, ‘You coming or not?’ 

Miles casually walks up to the gate. Sticking his palms and feet onto the wired fence, he climbs its side with ease. Upon reaching the top, he jumps off landing right next to the Prowler. The other boy let out a peeved ‘tsk’ before he continued forward.

When they reach the end of the dark corridor Prowler pulls down on a lever. The lights stagger on and reveal to them is a dome shaped, high ceiling room with several arches leading to who-knows-where. In the center of this room a certain mural stopped Miles in his tracks. “No expectations” it read in yellow and blue spray paint with a black, shadowy figure in its center surrounded by a background of pink and orange geometric shapes and bubbles. He and his Uncle Aaron had made this same mural, in this same spot, in his Brooklyn. He remembers that day so clearly. It was here where he got bitten. Ever since then his life has never been the same. It was the day his destiny changed for good. For better or for worse that was the point of no return. 

 Miles took a few cautious steps toward the painting. His stomach dropped. Yes, it was the same exact piece. Well…except for the silhouetted figure in the center. Instead of a blank, shadowy figure this one had a giant white dot in the center of his head and a myriad of smaller white specks on his body. It was similar to - no- it was exactly how he looked when he last saw him back in Mumbattan. The man who had threatened to take away everything he had ever cared about. The man destined to kill his father. 

For a moment he could feel his heart beating in his ears. His hands began to tremble. Every breath he took was like a blow to his lungs. ‘See you back home, spider man.’ His last words to him echoed over and over again in his head. He was all he could hear. He was all he could see. For a moment, which felt like hours, Miles remained glued to the mural with a kind of tunnel vision born only out of panic.

“Hey, cabrón…” The Prowler was about to chastise him but paused upon seeing Miles' fearful face.

 “Aye, muchacho.” Nothing. 

“Chacho!”

Miles is startled from his trance. 

“¿Estás bien?” 

“Yeah…Yeah… I’m good.” He spoke distractedly.

“...Then let’s go,” The Prowler whirls around and begins walking away before-

“-Did you make this?” 

“What?” Prowler turns to see Miles pointing at the piece, “Yeah, with my Uncle Aaron ¿Porque?”

“…Me and Uncle Aaron painted a mural just like this.”

Prowler sighed, he could practically feel the patience slipping from his body. 

“Cool, now can we-”

Out of nowhere a large blast rips through the air, startling both boys. The ground begins trembling under their feet. A blinding glare emits from one of the tunnels on their right.

“Is that-” 

“-COME ON!” Prowler books it toward the tunnel motioning for him to follow. Just looking down the passageway, Miles had to squint his eyes. The more he ventured in, the more his eyes watered from the intense onslaught. Shielding his face with his hands, he frantically tried to scan his surroundings. Eventually, he’s able to make out a tiny figure in the distance.

“HELP!” The individual screams were muffled as was their banging on the force field surrounding them. “SOMEBODY! HELP ME! PLEASE!” The figure begins the glitch violently while various pieces of debris and wreckage around behind them. 

Miles webs forward without a second. He finds difficulty due to the pushback from the ongoing, well, whatever the hell was going on.  

“DUDE, WAIT!” The Prowler shouts but Miles ignores him, leaving him exasperatingly rushing after him.

Miles fights the current, inching closer and closer until he’s finally able to place his hands on the shield (and it’s taking all of his strength to even keep them on there). Now he’s face to face with the trapped man, “PLEASE!” he begged, “PLEASE! GET ME OUT OF HERE!” 

Miles musters all the electricity he possibly can into breaking the force field, the impact sending in flying backwards. Then…darkness.  After a few seconds, a few of the lights flicker back on, just managing to dimly light the room. Miles slowly brings his aching body to his feet. As he looks around he realizes he was blasted through the observation window of the collider wall, smashing several desks, monitors, computers, and other various tech. ‘Whoops. Hope that wasn’t important.’ He then makes his way to the unknown man, laying at the bottom of the spherical room which houses the collider. ‘I really hope he isn’t dead.’

Miles kneeled down and lightly shook the man by his shoulders, “Sir, are you alright?”

Nothing.

“Sir?...”. He checked the man’s pulse, it was faint. 

Miles rubs his hands together, generating a slight amount of electricity in his palms. He saw people do this in movies all the time, though he had never had to do it himself before. ‘Please don’t have me kill this man,’ he prayed silently. Warily, he puts his palms to the man's chest, shocking him. 

“Oh my god!” he ye;[ with a start, his outburst startling Miles. As he began painfully scrambling to his feet, Miles followed suit. The man opened his mouth to speak before holding a finger in the air then subsequently bending down to support himself with his hands on his knees, loudly wheezing.

“Are you alright?” Miles asked, hands held out ready to support him in case he were to collapse.

“Thanks to you I am,” The man grabs Miles's shoulder, stabilizing himself. “I thought I was going to die in there,” he continued to gasp through deep breaths. “Thank you. Truly. Thank you.” Once he finally regained his breath he scanned the masked vigilante up and down, bewildered. “To whom do I owe the pleasure of saving my life?” 

Miles studied the man before him, the spitting image of a scientist. He’s pretty tall, taller than him, with a lanky build. His dark hair was a wavy and unkept mess atop his head, except for the sides which were completely shaved. He wore an oversized lab coat that reached all the way down to his knees with tan khakis and a baby blue button up underneath. As well as a soft, welcoming smile that crinkled his eyes, showing sincerity. He wore large square glasses which rested on the bump of his aquiline nose.  Behind them sat heavy-lidded brown eyes with deep set bags. His hand was extended for him to shake, Miles took it. 

“I’m spider-”

“- Jonathon. Ohnn.'' The Prowler’s booming voice cut through the air, making himself known before he was visible to the two men. The menacing sound of debris crunching under his feet follows as his large shadow creeps on the wall. 

“Oh, no.” Ohnn shields himself behind Miles.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Are you trying to blow up my city?” 

“No! No, no, no, no, no. You’ve got it all wrong.” Ohnn frantically waved his hands in the air, “I-I was just, uh, running some tests!” 

“Running tests my ass. If our last talk didn’t get it through your thick skull,” The prowler flashed his clawed gloves, taking menacing strides towards Miles and the man, “I guess I’ll have to knock some sense into you.”

“Woah, woah, woah. Easy now.” Miles attempts to mediate, but Prowler practically ignores him. 

“I have a perfectly reasonable explanation for this.” Jonathan speaks, still cowering  behind the boy.

“Which is?”

“Um…Well, heh, it’s a looooong story… ,” Jonathan rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“We got time,” Prowler crosses his arms impatiently, “Say your piece.”

“Um, I-” Jonathan tries to get up, slipping on the floors of the cylindrical room. 

“Here.” Miles shoots a web towards the broken observation window embedded in the wall. 

“What the-”  

Before Jonathon can finish Miles grabs him and slings both of them through the window, and into the wrecked lab behind it.

“Wha-What the… I mean, thank you young man.”Ohnn musters, completely frazzled. 

“Don’t mention it.”

Before Ohnn could ask any of his burning questions, Prowler lands next to them with a thud, “Spill,” he says, “Before I make you.” 

“Well, uh, I can put on a kettle!” Jonathan makes his way to a ruined desk to a ruined desk pulling out a portable electric stove along with a now heavily dented kettle. “Do you like tea?I have Chai!”

An amused smile tugged on the The Prowlers lips “Do you have anything… stronger?” 

“Like…Oolong?” Ohnn asked sheepishly, holding up another box of tea.

“Like whiskey.”

“Um, well, I work here so…no.” Jonathan spoke through nervous laughter, “I like to keep my brain sharp! ”

“WHAT? YOU DRINK?” Miles interjected. He put his hand to his chest, borderline offended, “Aren’t we 16!”

“Ugh, let's just get this over with”, In a swift movement Prowler snatches Ohnn and slings him over his shoulder and begins to walk away.

“AH- WOAH MY GOD!”

“What are you doing!?” Miles runs after him. 

 “I'm just gonna ask him some questions,” Miles-42 plops Jonathon into a nearby wobbly office chair and begins to duct tape him. 

“You don’t have to tie him up to do that! He was cooperating! He was just about to tell us what happened!” 

“What do you mean we?” the boy scoffed, “Our deal is done man. There's the collider right there. Just zip-zap-zop it back on, or whatever, and leave. Go home.” 

“Oh no, no, no, no. I wouldn’t do that.” Jonathan leaned forward as far as he could given his whole bottom half now taped

“Why not?” the boys asked in unison.

“Ha, well, you see….uh…,” Jonathan sighed, “Okay…Full disclosure…I wasn’t just running tests earlier.” 

“Go figure,” Prowler said sarcastically.

“I was going to destroy it.” 

“Huh?” 

“The collider?” Miles asked in disbelief. 

“ Yes..” the man said ashamedly, “Well, I was trying to corrupt the files but then I got distracted when this random signal appeared on my radar … from another dimension. Earth-50101 I remember it said.  Location was a place I had never heard of… ManMumb? MamBatt?”

“Mumbattan?” Miles asked worriedly.

“Yes! It was something like that. Anyways, when I investigated the signal the strangest thing happened. This…,” Jonathan paused with a deep breath, “...I don’t know what it was- computer virus or a major malfunction or ghost of sorts took hold of everything. All the computers turned on by themselves, screeching and glitching horribly. Showing nothing but white screens. I tried to reboot the system, but none of the computers would, corporate… So I went to investigate the collider itself. Out of nowhere it too began to power on by itself.” The scientist shuddered, “For hours, I was stuck in here while that thing turned glitched on and off. Matter from that 50101 dimension even began merging with our own…” Jonathan motioned with his head for the boys to turn around. Scattered around were miscellaneous items fused together , violently glitching in and out. 

“Yeah…” Prowler concurred grimly, “Some of that stuff was randomly happening around the city. That’s why the boss called.”  

“While I was trapped…I even  began hallucinating. These black dots clouded my vision. I even saw a figure covered…It was like he was talking to me…”.

“What did he say?” Mile’s asked, his voice was laced with anxiety.

“Most of it was a garbled mess, um…” Jonathan shuts his eyes in concentration, “...Something along the lines of… ‘Won’t they be sorry?’... Well, he was very upset, that's for sure.”

“Yeah,” Miles mumbled to himself, “Like you wouldn’t believe.”

“Look, I’m not a spiritual man, but that has to be an omen of sorts. We can’t turn that thing back on.” Jonathan pleaded, “Even if it hasn’t somehow been fried in the blast, who knows what we’d be risking. If our dimensions keep merging and trading matter…”

A foreboding silence takes hold. Miles feels his body run cold. “Black dots…” he recalled, “You said you saw black dots everywhere?” 

“Yes.”

‘Shoot.’  Miles cursed under his breath. Spot did this. He’s the reason why there was that black hole swallowing Mumbattan. He thought about Pavitir, the shame of failing to stop Spot back then hitting him full force. It was all his fault, and now he had inadvertently ruined his own chances of getting home.

‘Wait a minute.’ Miles thought, ‘If Spot is responsible for the chaos in Mumbattan, then… it wasn’t because I disrupted the canon.’ Miles found himself with a renewed sense of hope, ‘Canon’s really can be broken. As long as I can figure out a way home, I can save my father.’ 

He straightened his posture and gave a deep exhale. “My name is Miles… Miles Morales. I crashed here by accident-” suddenly the boy glitches violently. This one left him gasping for air, holding his stomach on the floor.

 "-From another dimension,” he finished with a strained voice. Prowler, stunned for a moment, helps him up, awkwardly pats him on the back.

“Thanks,” Miles huffs

“Yeah. Whatever.” Prowler mumbles dismissively 

“...Those dots you saw. I know who’s responsible,” Miles continued holding his side despite himself, “His name is Spot. He’s dangerous. The spots you saw can open a portal to anywhere, dimensions included, and this guy is covered in them. If I don't leave, a lot of people including my father will be in danger.”

“Another dimension…,” Jonthon is fascinated, attempting to take in all this newfound information all at once, “I want to help you young man, I really do but…” Jonathan shoots a nervous glance at the collider just ahead of him, “It’s too risky. I’m sorry…”

“...Let me look,” Miles pleaded “I’m sure I can figure out something.” 

“Ummm-” 

“-I got an A in Physics and Auto-Robotics. Oh, and I can do this,” Miles generated some electricity from his fingertips, putting on an impressive display of blue lighting,“I’m sure that can help somehow.”

“...I don't know.”

Prowler steps forward and cracks his neck from side to side, “I’ll take it from here.”

“I know you want the collider, but please understand what's at stake-,”

Jonathon tries to protest, but to no avail. The Prowler smashes down on a big red button. A loud grating sound pierces the air as a walkway stemming from the observation deck to the collider inches forward at an agonizingly slow speed. Once finished, The Prowler simply just picks him up and wheels him down the path giving him a front row view to the machine.

 “-I wasn’t asking.” Miles-42 simply strolls up to the contraption and starts tinkering away. 

As Miles steps foot onto the metal walkway, he’s finally able to take in the surroundings of the lab. It was a lot more rudimentary than his own in brooklyn. It was an odd mix of retro and futuristic elements. The desk he had been flown into possessed a lot of older equipment, those blocky computer monitors and chunky keyboards. And yet there were also damaged, futuristic holograms flickering on and off as well as some more recent looking laptops and tablets. He looked out onto the collider itself. It was a lot bigger than the one in his own dimension, more intimidating. It took up most of the space in the room, its massive and intricate metal casings covered in various wires and panels residing on the flat walls of the cylindrical room.  If he had to guess, this collider was probably more powerful than the one at home. He thought back to Jonathon and what would’ve happened if he hadn’t saved him in time. He shuddered at the thought, ‘No wonder they had to make an emergency shield for this thing.’

“Cabrón!” Prowler shouts, “Are you helping or what?” 

“Yeah. Sorry.” Miles quickly webs over to the opposite side of the machine and begins probing at the machine. 

 “Amazing…,” Jonathan watches Miles with bated breath, “Your suit young man, is that what’s responsible for your powers?”

“Nah, I was bitten by a radioactive spider, which gave me powers,” Miles walks along the side of the machine, parallel to the ground, to further prove his point. “But the spider that bit me was a spider from this dimension, so when the machine that was to send me home scanned my DNA-”

“-It brought you here instead.”

“Exactly.” Miles squats down and lowers himself into the tunnel leading inside the collider. 

“Unprecedented. Hence the webs and…electricity?

“I can also turn invisible!” Miles yells, his voice echoing from inside the tunnel.

“Oh…my…If you don’t mind, I have a ton of questions. Are you half-spider? Do you have heightened senses? Do you excrete webs from your posterior as well?”

“No. Yes. And no, but I did have a dream about that one time and it was very… unsettling,” Miles recounted with a shudder

“Tell. Me. Everything.”  Jonathan says eyes wide through his glasses

“Please don’t!” Miles-42 speaks up, finally poking his head out from the inside of the machine. 

Jonathon turns his attention to The Prowler. He attempts to swivel his body in a chair, rolling forward using the tip of his shoes,  “And you,” he gasped slightly.  “Your weaponry is amazing. Pneumonic shoes, steel claws and a full automated retractable helmet-”

“-Not steel,” Prowler corrects, “Titanium-alloy, actually.”

“And you made it yourself?”

“Some of it. The blueprints already existed. I just… made it my own,” The Prowler shrugged halfheartedly, his interest being with the machine in front of him. He pulls out various tech parts in large clawed handfuls, “The generator Is completely fried and the motherboards are burnt to a crisp. They’ll need to be replaced completely.” He continues looking inside, “The vacuum seal and conducting coils are also out of alignment, but it shouldn't be impossible to fix.”

“Same over here!” Miles concurred, “The blast was probably what did ‘em in!”

Jonathon tries, in vain, to get a good look inside the machine from his chair. “I’d have to see it myself but if what you say is true then…yeah. It should be an easy fix.”

Prowler leaps back on the platform landing next to Jonathon. “¡Chico Araña!

Miles pops his head out the contraption “Yeah?”

“You focus on the seals, and I’ll fix the generator. Capiche?”

“Why are you helping me?” 

“I’m not. There’s a lot of money riding on this job. I’m Not quitting now.”

“Right…” Miles says clearly unconvinced

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“I think I know a bit about you. We have the same face, same age, same birthmarks probably-”

“-How do you two know each other exactly,” Jonathon cocked his head to the side “What are you…twins?...Clones?,” 

“Not exactly. I’m him from another dimension,'' Miles clarified. 

Jonathan looks back and forth, fear slowly turning to fascination. “Wha-WHa-What!? Well…This is…Miraculous! Unprecedented. Could I- May I please study you?”

“Um,I don’t know....” 

“...No.” Prowler immediately declines.

“No?” 

The boy gestures to the collider, “We got work to do, bobo.” 

“I can assure you there is valuable information, in studying the two of you-” \

“-It’s a waste of our time.” The Prowler shoved a thumb towards the inside of the machine, “We don’t need to study. We just need to fix this el hijo de puta so he can leave and I can get my money.”

“OH PLEASE! PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE!” Ohnn thrashes around excitedly, his chair to wobbly bounce  up and down, “It would only take just a few seconds. This-is-a-once-a-lifetime-opportunity-I-would-be-absolutely-HONORED-if-you-allowed-me-even-an-IOTA-of-your-valuable-time-I-”  

“-Alright. ALRIGHT!” The Prowler relents, “Before you go and give yourself a hernia.” He jumps to the deck and grabs one end of the tape and begins spinning Jonathon around at a furious speed, all the way until the tape is unraveled. 

“Thank…you,’ Jonathan dizzily wobbles off the chair before falling at Prowler's feet, “Your shoe is untied…by the way.”

“I know,” he spoke curtly, “it's a choice.” 

Once sober, Jonathon runs over the metal walkway, climbing through the broken glass window to get to the lab. 

“Careful puto!” The Prowler tsked after him loudly. 

Jonathan continues forward nonetheless, rushing to his lab with reckless abandon. “Thank god this still works, just gotta…” the scientist smacks the large monitor with his fist, “There we go.” He then hastily goes to one of the few working computers, “Alright. Now I just need DNA from the both of you.” 

The two boys look at one another with pause. 

“OH. I could turn around if you-”

Before he could say another word, the Prowler’s mask began to recede into his suit. Miles watches in bewilderment as the stone-faced boy nonchalantly pulls a strand of hair out and hands it to the man. 

“Thank y-”

Prowler places a stiff hand on his shoulder, “-You tell anyone what I look like and I will kill you.” 

Jonathon gulps and nods in response “You have my word.” Swayed, Miles peels off his mask and plucks a hair as well.

Jonathan takes both hair strands and lays them on a machine that resembles an office scanner. “Do you guys mind if I just…,” Jonathon grabs a large handheld scanner tool (Miles giggled at how it just looked like a supermarket tool) and scans both the boy's faces and then their entire persons. “Thank yooou.” He says in a sing-songy voice, giddy with glee as he ran to his computers to input more data.

 After some back and forth between typing into the chunky keyboard and eyeing the projection screens, he finally speaks. “Incredible,” the scientist mumbled under his breath, standing in marvel at the data on his huge monitors. The everchanging calculations and numbers reflecting at light speed against his glasses. 

Ohnn clears his throat “Physiological speaking, you guys are essentially 100% carbon copies of one another. Except for specimen-1610 who possesses interdimensional DNA.” 

“No shit,” Miles-42 chided.

Just then a notification pops on the screen. “Wait a minute.” Jonathan examines further, typing diligently, “I guess not. It says here that specimens from Earth-42, that’s you,” Jonathan points a sassy finger at the Prowler, “has…5 cavities.”

Miles giggles, “Really Miles?” 

Miles-42 pouts and elbows him in the side, “Shut up, Miles.” 

“Miles and Miles?”  Jonathan shakes his head like a dog, slightly disoriented his glasses, “This is going to get confusing,” He readjusted his lenses.  “How do you guys differentiate between each other?”

“Um, we don’t,” Miles said with chuckle 

“We literally just met soo…” 

“I see,” Jonathan thinks hard with his pointer finger on his chin, "How about…One of you is Miles… and the other one can be Wiles.” 

“UM-”

“-Absolutely not.”

“We’ll workshop it,” Jonathan says with a wave of his hand. Jonathan sees Prowler’s confused face through the holographic screen, making eye contact. 

“Can I ask you a question?”

“What is it, young man?”

“Why didn’t you just sell the collider? You would’ve been set for life. Easy.”

The scientist exhaled softly, “There are some things more important than money…” Jonathan stares off into space before coming to, “...Now may I ask you a question Miles?”

Both boys point at one another in confusion.

“Um…Miles of Earth 42.”

The boy snorts, “Shoot.”

“Did they…” Jonathon absentmindedly fiddles with his glasses, “...Were you sent here to kill me?”

Prowler’s eyes widen with surprise, but then he quickly composes himself. “...I’m sure you know the answer to that. You really pissed ‘em off,” he chuckled grimly, “Calling ‘em fascists and what-not.” 

“I see.” Jonathon gave a dejected laugh, “...Can I ask you another question?”

The Prowler nods. 

“Why do you do it?”

“I’m sorry?”

“You have engineering skills that can rival some of my colleagues. You possess a technical prowess that would have any major tech company begging to recruit you, yet you use those skills to do some… questionable things.” Jonathan sighs, “You are, truly, a brilliant human being, Miles. So why?... Why do you do it? ” 

 Prowler’s usual scowl softens, just for a moment, before shortly resuming his tough exterior, “Because it puts food on the table.” Prowler shifts his attention to his untied laces, “It’s not lost on me ya know, the kinds of people I work for…The less I know the easier it is to do the job.”  Miles-42 meets Jonathon’s gaze through the translucent, blue toned holograms “Never had anything against you Ohnn, but you know how it is. It’s every man for himself.” 

“You don’t know?” The scientist stumbled backwards in aghast, “You don’t know what they want to do with this?”

“No? That’s why I said-” 

“-Miles…” Jonathan scans the boy’s face in disbelief.

“...What?”

“You really have no idea?” 

“What is it?” Spiderman Morales speaks up, “What are they gonna-

“-It doesn’t matter,” Prowler interjects. “That’s none of my business.”

“Tell us,” Miles insists. However, Prowler has already begun walking away, “Well I'm not listening.”

“Bro are you serious right now-”

“-Deadass.” 

“ don’t you think it would be-

“-NEEDLESS TO SAY I KEEP HER IN CHECK, SHE WAS A BAD-BAD NEVERTHELESS” Miles-42 begin to sing noisily, hands covering his ears like a child.

“I think you’d really want to know this Miles,” Jonathan tries to reason. Undeterred, Prowler continues his tone deaf belting, mumbling over some of the lyrics before skipping to singing the few he actually knew, “OOOOOOO SOMETHINGS SHE JUST CAN'T REFUSE. SHE WANNA RIDE ME LIKE A CRUISE-”

“-Miles please-”

“-AND THEN YOU’RE LEFT IN THE DUST, UNLESS I STUCK BY YAAAH-” 

“-What are you so scared of?” \

“...Excuse me?” The Prowler finally unplugs his ears, shooting daggers into Miles’ direction. 

‘Damn, hit a nerve,’ the boy thought to himself. “I just think that maybe you’re a bit afraid to-”

“I’m not scared of anything, pendejo,” Prowler steps up to Miles instinctively straightening his back, sneering into his face. Miles puffs his chest and stands his ground. 

“Too scared to listen apparently.”

“Don’t try to psychoanalyze me, cabrón,”  "You wanna play hero in your own Brooklyn? Good for you. You go do that, but don’t come here on your fucking high horse talking some shit about boy scout-good samaritan crap.” The Prowler puts a claw to Miles' chest, “You’re in my city, boy. We play by a different set of rules here.”

Miles tried to hide the grimace on his face. He hated being called kid or boy on any given day, but this especially grinded his gear. This boy was the exact same age as him and he was still being looked down on. He still saw him as naive. Miles really couldn’t catch a break, not even from himself. 

“Then why don't you want to know? Will it kill you? Or is it because you don’t want to see how badly your actions are affecting the city you pretend to care so much about-”

“-Watch your mouth.” Prowler sneers, face dangerously close to Miles. The boy was preparing for a fight.

 “You have a choice. I know you want to be good-”

Prowler cuts him off with a violent shove, “-YOU. DON'T. KNOW. ME.”

“You know what...Fine.” Miles relents. He straightens his posture forcing Prowler to step backwards. “You know what? You’re right about one thing, I don’t know you. Maybe you don’t have a choice. Maybe this,” Miles says with a gesture to the Prowler’s suit, “is all you have. I’m not trying to tell you how to feel when you got the short end of the stick. But what I do know is that people need you Miles. Mom, Uncle Aaron, hell even Jonathon.” Miles points to the scientist, who gives a sheepish wave to his doppelganger. “

“So maybe you’re not a good guy, but I can tell you're not heartless. At least not as much as you like to pretend to be. So please man, for them… Just, hear him out. Please” 

Prowler takes a moment to mull over his words. After a prolonged silence he annoyedly clicks his tongue. “Fine… Since Softy here wants to hear a story so bad...” Prowler crosses his arms and turns to face Jonathon, “...What’s the deal with this collider?” 

“Alright…Well…” Jonathan takes a large gulp, hands placed on his desk to steady himself. “I’m sure you’re familiar with rapture.” 

“...Yes.” Prowler responded grimly

“Um, no I don’t.” 

“It’s a highly addictive drug,” Jonathon pulls up various monitors with diagrams and pictures, “Most commonly injected, but it can be ingested in any form. Smoked, snorted, you name it.”

“Symptoms include anything from hallucinations, feelings of euphoria, anxiety, paranoia.” Miles-42 adds, “Withdrawal symptoms are even worse…Half the patients my mom treats are on it.” - Prowler

“Your boss or shall I say bosses are behind it.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“They've been distributing it all around Brooklyn. They’ve been bribing the police and the mayor to turn a blind eye.”

“Yeah I’m aware.” Prowler scoffed, “But there’s an antidote If more people could afford-”

“-They make that too. That’s their whole scheme. By making the poison and the cure…’-

 “...They’re making lambs for slaughter” 

“Exactly. Unless, of course, they can pay their way out.”

“I see.” Prowler clicks his teeth, stoic face.“What’s this got to do with the collider?” 

“Everything. If the Sinister Six get this collider they’re going to distribute the drug into every multiverse they can get their hands on. And they won’t just stop there. Internet, casinos, technology, politics even. They want to monopolize every industry they can get their hands on and they won’t stop until they have complete and total control. Once they take Brooklyn… No one is safe.

 “Mierda…” Prowler mumbled under his breath

“Scorpio Pharmaceutical has even made a new, more addictive batch. Who knows how long before that strain hits the streets-”

Prowler interrupts with a loud sharp inhale. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he paces around for a few moments, eyes scanning the ground like a vulture looking for scraps. 

“FUCK!” Miles-42 shouts, brutally kicking a piece of glitching material

“Dude-”

”-FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING! FUCK!¡MALDITA SEA!”

Prowler has angry tears, hiding his face in his clawed hands  “I don’t want to deal with this shit again”. 

Jonathon and Miles concerned glances, “Again?” Jonathan says. 

Prowler doesn’t budge. Instead, he just looks at the two with red teary eyes and a despondent frown

“Whatever you say here will stay between us.” Miles assures “Promise.”

Prowler takes a deep breath, speaking with his eyes glued to the ground “My dad used to investigate the rapture cartel. He was incredibly passionate about it, said it was the main reason he joined the force."He gave a somber chuckle, “I wanted to be just like him. I would sneak out in my own homemade Prowler suit and steal medicine, dropping it off at my mom’s hospital. Everyone was telling him to lay off it . Even my Uncle Aaron. One time these big scary guys came to the house with these suitcases full of money trying to bribe him. You wanna know what he said, he told them to fuck right off,” Miles-42 recalled with a bitter laugh. “Man, nothing could get that man down…One day during a haul I messed up. Big time. The police were called and he got caught in the crossfire and…” 

“I’m sorry. That must’ve been hard… I-I know what it feels like to lose someone you love, Just know it’s not your fault.”

“...I know” .

“It doesn't have to be this way man. I’m sure we can figure out another way to do things. And I'll do whatever I can to help. I promise.”

“It’s too late for me...I’ve given up too much to stop now..” 

    “Just…” Miles pats him on the shoulder reassuringly “Sigue adelante hermano.”

Miles-42 chuckled, “You know, you talk like a gringo.” 

Miles shrugs embarrassedly “Well, I did get a B in Spanish.” 

 “Aye Dios Mio,” Prowler cringes, “If my mom found out she would tear me a new one.”  

“Nearly killed mine,” Miles chuckled, “Long story short, I’m grounded…For a month”

“Aye.” Prowler shook his head, “Sounds like ma. ”

“At least she’s stopped using the chancla.” 

Prowler shuddered at the thought, “On the culito?’

“Yep.” Miles instinctively rubbed his backside at the thought. It had been years since he was spanked by his parents out of discipline. Luckily, they grew out of the practice. They got more results out of him just by talking to one another as opposed to hitting him. Though, that’s probably not how they felt right now. His heart ached at the reminder of his last conversation with his parents. How he left without saying a word. They were probably worried sick about him. He definitely deserved the chancla from them, that was if he ever saw them again…

“She would alway say ‘I’m doing this because I love you.” Miles recalled out loud with a shake of his head, 

“Or when they would be like, ‘This hurts me more than it hurts you.”

“YES!” Miles exclaimed, “What was with that? As they're literally whooping my ass, like, UGH!” 

“Damn,” Prowler chuckled, “Never thought I would have anyone to talk to about this.”

“Good to know that some things stay the same across the multiverse.” 

 Prowler looked stunned, his demeanor softened “Yeah… Yeah. Of course.” 

   “Okay, so I’m not usually supposed to tell people this buuut, Scorpo sends a lot of their products to Alchemex for…,” Jonathan bit his lip, “...Testing. If you catch my drift. I’d bet money that there’s a batch sitting in the medical laboratory on the bottom floor.” Jonathon gave an innocent, yet knowing shrug. “Soooo, do with that what you will…”

“I’ll get it,” both boys spoke up in unison. 

“No way man.” Prowler refuses.

“I can turn invisible, it’ll be a lot safer.” Miles refutes, “Plus you’re probably the smarter one out of us two. I'm sure Jonathon can use your help here. ”

Prowler shook his head “Yeah but this is my problem, not yours.” He pointed towards the collider behind them, “Don’t you want to make sure this goes off without a hitch? That it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.

 “I trust you.” Miles spoke amicably with a shrug and a smile, “I promised to do whatever I can to help you out. And I meant it.” he playfully patted his arm. “See you in a bit, man.” 

As Miles turns to pull on his mask, it hits him.The spider senses. Not the usual kind. This one was more rare. It felt like…family. Community. It was similar to when he first met Peter Parker, the spider predecessor of his own Brooklyn. What would usually be a comforting feeling instead sent his heart into overdrive. 

‘They found me.’ 

“I need you guys to listen to me very carefully.” Miles' carefree attitude has been swapped for a more frantic disposition.

“What is it?”

“Que?” 

“There’s these people, this interdimensional spider cult, and they’re trying to keep me some saving my dad-”

“-What? Why?”

“Because of this weird algorithm they follow. They believe if I save him, it'll be the end of the world. If they find me they’ll lock me up.” 

Prowler and Jonathon looked stunned and at loss for words. They share a look of disbelief amongst themselves before returning their gaze back at Miles. 

“Interdimensonal cult?” Jonathan asked. 

“They’re gonna lock you up?” Prowler inquired amused.

“Just tell them that you haven’t seen me. Whoever comes here looking for me, they can't be trusted.”

“...Okey dokey...” 

“...Whatever you say man...”

“Thank you guys.” Miles pulls them all into a quick hug which Jonathon willingly returns. Prowler, whoever is completely caught off guard, his arms remain stiffly at his sides. 

“You guys are the best!” Miles shouts before shooting a web and 

“Yeah, whatever,” Prowler mumbles to himself  before he resumes working. Feeling watched, he turns to Jonathan who, low and behold, is looking at him, beaming with delight.

What?”

“It’s just- When you first came here you came with the intention to do god-knows-what to me. Now look at you, spoiling the Sinister Six’s plans and helping that young man find his way home. Forgive me for saying this, but you’re a lot nicer than you let on.”

“I’m just returning the favor,” he spoke dismissively, intentionally avoiding the gaze of the man next to him. 

“Which means you’re a decent man.”

“You say that when I was sent here to kill you.”

“And you didn’t! Even when I saw your face. You may put on a tough act but deep down you’re like a cute little cinnamon roll!”

Miles wrinkled his nose, “Call me that again and I just might.”

Jonathan let out a boisterous laugh, “You’re funny.”

“Yeah…You too I guess… Maybe there's another you on Earth-1610.”

“Perhaps, given the two of you boys exist.” Jonathan begins filling a kettle with water, “I wonder what I’m like. OOH! What if I have super powers too? And I’m like a superhero-super scientist.” He readjusts his glasses, running a hand through his hair, “I bet I’m really handsome.” 

“Really?” 

  Jonathon chuckles, “Not to brag, but I’ve been told I’m pretty handsome by scientist standards.” 

Miles snorts, “I’m sure you are, Ohn.”  Jonathan beams and resumes his work. ‘What an interesting turn of events’, the scientist thought to himself. Not too long ago, he was sure he was going to be murdered, noe; he felt endeared to the young man and his identical counterpart. Plus the new found discovery of new dimensions and… multiversal cults? The man shook his head at the thought, it was all definitely a first for him.  ‘Nonetheless, it's a new dawn.’ He assured himself,‘Good things are coming, I can feel it.’

sorry for the long wait. new chapter soon. happy new year :)

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