#i FINALLY managed to watch across the spiderverse

[mikimeiko]

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (Joaquim Dos Santos, Kemp Powers and Justin K. Thompson, 2023)

#across the spiderverse #smatsv #smatsvedit #i FINALLY managed to watch across the spiderverse #i love the way they expanded on the experimentation of the use of colors and style to convey meaning #and i found the story pretty interesting #though i forgot that it was a part 1 and i was very sad at the end XD #but something about it didn't quite work for me #anyway i still think it's an impressive feat of animation and i am going to watch the next one #films i watched in 2023 #i made this #i just want a tag for the things i personally put out into the world #cw flashing

[magnolias-make-me-happy]

warnings: dirty talk,smutty smut,miguel o'hara

just watched across the spiderverse nd now i'm feral so enjoy my lovlies <3 (also peep the titanic reference)

No thoughts just this image of slow, nasty sex with miguel o’hara, his hips rocking into yours at an agonizingly slow pace. He's got his head in your neck and his arms wrapped around the back of your head holding you as close as humanly possible to him “that’s it cariño, such a good girl” he groans in your ear, his heavy panting warming your neck as he ruts into you. You squeeze your eyes shut and whimper at the heavy feeling of pleasure permeating the room. “m-miguel” you manage to get out in between pants, your hands squeezing and clawing at his back leaving red lines in their wake “fuck” he hisses and you feel his fangs graze your neck sending a shiver down your spine, you gasp and arch up into his chest “shit miggy, so good” your words seem to slur as you toss your head back into the pillow as much as you can

as your hands slide down to his lower back to push him in further, miguel pulls away just enough to lean on his elbows “mírame mi amor” he purrs. You struggle to open your eyes but when you do you’re met with what you believe is the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen

miguel’s hair is stuck to the skin of his forehead, pieces sticking up in odd places from being yanked on, his eyebrows are furrowed in concentration, his mouth is slightly open with the most sinful grunts falling from his lips, and his body is covered in a delicious sheen of sweat. that coupled with the sight of him rocking into your body is enough to make you cum right then and there. 

Jesus he looks like a god

He fucks like one too 

Miguel’s eyes are searching your face, memorizing every gasp, every contortion of pleasure, he loves nights like this. Where all that can be heard is the sound of your little whimpers and gasps of his name, where all he can feel in his entire being is the wet, warm pull of his cock inside of you. He gives one particularly hard thrust and it jolts you slightly up the bed “jesus! fuck-mm” the breath feels like it’s being knocked out of you as you approach that feeling of complete euphoria that only miguel can give you, his hips change pace and suddenly every thrust is almost impossibly deeper than the last. His hand slides down your body until it hooks under your knee and pulls your leg around his waist, as your legs lock around his back a growl rips through his body 

“se siente demasiado bien cariño” he rushes out in a pleasure filled groan, his hand wraps around the back of your neck and pulls your head up to meet him in a desperate kiss. It’s wet and sloppy and feels so good as his hips continue to slam into yours, his pelvis catches your clit and you break the kiss, throwing your head back and moaning “ah-por favor miguel” he hangs his head to rest it against your shoulder, he lets out the most toe curling laugh “pobre bebé” he says in a mocking tone “puedes tómalo hmm? i know you can, such a good fucking girl for papi”

His words go straight to your core and you clench around his cock as he grunts “sí papi, make me cum” you whine “un poco más mamí, then you can cum all over this big cock yeah? I know you want it, tell me” miguel picks up his pace, the wet squelching sound filling the room “mierda, hear that? this pussy loves my thick cock, practically pullin’ me back in” tears start to roll down your eyes as you feel that burning fire in your stomach begin to flood all over your body “please miguel, m’so close i can’t-” you trail off as you get lost in the drag of miguel's cock, you can feel his thrusts getting rougher and his breathing quicker and you can tell that he’s close too 

“tell me you want it, baby” he breathes from above you, “fuck! I want it miguel please, wanna cum” your body feels like jello, all thought escaping your brain until there's nothing left but miguel. “cum” he orders, your pussy contracts around him while that band finally snaps, your legs shake and your nails dig into his sides as his hips continue to snap into yours, riding out your orgasm. he moans and speeds up his unforgiving pace “coño, buena chica,tómalo, tómalo” he captures your lips in his, his moans muffled as he spills into you, warmth spreading throughout your lower body

Miguel slips onto his forearms, his muscles taut and body absolutely covered in sweat. You roam your hands over his body, soothing him. “you’re trembling” you whispered, he offers you a lazy smile “i’ll be okay” he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, his broad chest expanding “so are you cariño” he says as he opens his eyes, you smile up at him. This beautiful greek sculpture of a man lying above you “yeah well that’s because i was fucked within an inch of my life so, whose fault is that” he respondes with a shake of his head and a small smile on his lips as he presses soft kiss on your cheek before he slowly slides off of you and heads to the bathroom

after a minute you can hear the water running, miguel appeared in your shared bedroom doorway “wanna take a bath with me mamí?” he holds out a hand for you to take, you beam at him before you start to make your way out of your bed only to realize something. “uh miguel?” “hmm?” 

“i can’t move my legs”

Translations:

cariño: sweetheart/dear

se siente demasiado bien: feels too good

por favor: please

pobre bebé: poor baby

puedes tomarlo: you can take it 

un poco más: just a little more

mierda: shit

coño: fuck 

buena chica: good girl 

tómalo: take it

#smut #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara fic #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x you #spiderman 2099 smut #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman smut #atsv miguel #oscar issac fic #miguel o'hara imagine #spiderman 2099 imagine #spiderman 2099 x fem!reader

[jejuboo-s]

Silent Boarding Gate [STAGE 1: DENIAL]

[PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5]

Pairing: Design Major!F. Reader x Model!W. Junhui

Genre: Fluff, Smut, & Angst (Fluff will be more prominent as the parts progress)

Synopsis: In which you meet Wen Junhui, an exchange student from China, along the way of accomplishing your dreams. He was a great friend, but you got attached to him. Maybe a little too much.

Warning: Slowburn, arguing, explicit language, Jun gets a little hostile in said argument, masturbation, lots and lots and lots of reader second guessing herself D:

Taglist in the comments due to so much love and support :)

(Please let me know through asks or the comments if you’d like to be in the taglist, @s not mentioned are not able to be tagged ^3^)

You and Jun were a notorious duo—well, more like a rumored couple (which would most likely never happen), in many of your classes. You certainly didn’t mind the fake rumors, but he certainly did.

You plopped yourself on your couch next to your best friend, Junhui; and whilst doing so, you managed to spill a bit of the popcorn from the bowl in your grasp into Jun’s lap.

“____—“ He whined, much like a baby. “I told you you should’ve gotten a bigger bowl, or atleast look like you care that you ruined my favorite stay-at-home sweats with some cheap butter!”

You clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes at him playfully, “Shut up you big baby,” Before you could get out the next pair of words, he flicked you square in the forehead. “Hey! Leave me alone Junnie, exams are over—this is my, no, our personal way of bonding.”

“Fine fine, just for the sake of bonding.” He sighed, putting emphasis on the ‘bonding’ just to push your buttons a little further.

And you were right, Jun was just being annoying—as he usually is. Yesterday was exam day, and you had exceeded your own expectations, whereas Jun, well, you guys hadn’t really brought up his score yet. But, either way, it was your final exam and you were proud to have ended your last semester on a good note.

“Hey, if you wanna bond, you have to at least do the bare minimum and talk.” Jun ruffled your hair, and you mumbled profanities to yourself.

“Mr. Wen Junhui, respectfully, shut up.” You scoffed, patting your messy hair back into place. “Can we watch the new Little Mermaid movie? Please?”

“What? No! I thought we were watching Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse! You agreed to it!” He whined.

“No, we're watching the Little Mermaid and that’s that!”

“Aweeeee… How come you always get what you want?”

Wiping his hands with a cloth, Jun sighs as he sees his hands, yet again, sweaty. Today’s packing day—and technically, he’s not supposed to be moving yet, however, he has other plans.

He places the last of his boxes outside his and Minghao’s dorm, internally whining when he hears very familiar keys jingling, the noise more prominent each and every step.

Looking up, Jun sees someone he’d usually be more than elated to see—however, right now, he wishes they’d never cared for him in the first place. After all, this was the right thing to do.

“Huh, Junnie?” You stopped, with a somewhat confused and positive look on your face. God how he wishes that he’d never had to tell you. “Why’re you already moving? Are you really that eager—“

“Shut up with your teasing, I’m tired of it.” He bit his lip—did I really say that? “I’m not in the mood for any of your antics right now.”

Jun looks up from the boxes giving you an unfamiliar and more hostile look, watching your soft expression form into something more apprehensive. He wishes he didn’t have to do this, I wish I didn’t have to watch the beautiful laugh on her face fade.

You put your hand on his wrist, caressing the soft and supple skin with your thumb to calm him down, until he shoves you away and pulls back, that is.

“What?… Jun, why are you so hostile today, is something up? You know you could always tell me—“

“No, I told you to shut up. I don’t wanna tell you shit, and I won’t ever tell you shit again if you don’t shut the fuck up.”

You slowly back away, trying to hide the fact a huge lump in your throat was building, and that yout eyes were starting to water. This was what he wanted, it’s what you didn’t expect. It was better to hurt you now than to hurt you later.

“Just leave, I don’t wanna see your face again. Matter of fact—I’m moving to China, so I won’t have to see you ever again.”

“Huh?”

Jun coldly walks back into his dorm, slamming the door to emphasize his so-called hatred. Behind him, he hears yelling from you that he tried to ignore, but what you says really gets in his head.

“Okay, well fuck you too! I don’t even care if you're going to China, I don’t care about you!”

He rests his head on the wall and mumbles,

“乌云无语晕开 [The love I didn’t say then].”

Great, just great, you thought. You scrolled on Snapchat, and looked at everybody's stories. They were all a stupidly clear video of you and Jun arguing—captioned “The infamous couple, broken up?”

And even worse of all, everybody was contacting you to see if you were okay, everyone was claiming Jun was in the wrong, even though you knew damn well they’d probably been texting Jun earlier.

Throwing your phone down onto your bed just when you thought that call was gonna be the last of them, you feel vibration from under your bed’s covers. I wonder who it is this time, you thought.

Taking your phone hesitantly, your breath hitched for a second—it was Minghao.

Minghao was Jun’s best friend since childhood, brother from another mother, basically. And since you are, well, were Jun’s best friend, it wasn’t rare for you to bond at times when Jun wasn’t with you guys.

Minghao and you bonded about things that Jun wouldn’t understand half of the time. But it made him seem like an even more reliable friend, it made it seem like he didn’t stick around just because you were acquainted with Jun; but because you were a good person.

Which is why you were semi-surprised about seeing the incoming call from him, and equally as hesitant to pick it up. But, you didn’t want to ruin yet another friendship so, why not?

Silence rang through the line as you picked up the phone.

“Hey Jun. I’m gonna go use the bathroom, give me a second.”

You bit your lip. Oh he lives with Jun now, I figured. You shrugged it off, you knew Minghao wasn’t the type to secretly tell Jun all your secrets. Right?

“Okay, I’m sorry about that,” He whispered. “You know we live in an apartment together since we moved together, I mean, it’s logical. But I don’t want him to hear what you have to say.”

You hummed in response, hoping the phone would pick up the noise. “So, what exactly did you wanna ask me, Hao?”

“What exactly happened between you and Jun? One day, you guys are best friends who literally have toothbrushes in each other's dorms—and the next you guys are people who’ve never met!”

“Sorry, it’s just all so confusing to me. Jun’s acting more distant and I can’t stand it. And so are you, you would’ve called me by now.” Minghao audibly sighed through the phone.

“It might sound hypocritical but, I just came to check up on him while he’s moving a couple of boxes out. I start joking around, and he just seems to be pissed off with me and,“ A tear falls down your cheek. “He just says a bunch of shit like he doesn’t wanna see me again and he hates me, man, that stuck with me.”

You could hear the surprise in Minghao’s voice when he talks. “Oh, really? He’s been acting like he was the one who got wronged. I’m sorry that happened to you, ____.”

Your hand grew tired of holding the phone up to your ear, so you decided to plop on your bed, phone next to ear. “It’s fine really, Hao. You’re not at fault, you don’t even deserve to be caught up in all this.”

“____, listen.” It caught you by surprise he’d dropped the honorifics, but you didn’t show it. “It was my choice to get caught up in this drama you two have. I could’ve just not called you or ignored Jun.”

“Don’t put the blame on yourself. I know how close you were to Jun and just because you were close and you guys fell apart doesn’t mean it’s your fault. Hell, it’s Jun’s fault and I can admit it as his best friend.”

Choked sobs were heard through the line, and Minghao knew better than to keep talking. “Thank you Hao.” You whispered. “I think I need some time to think for myself though, I’ll call you later. Bye-bye.”

The line fell.

It’d been a couple of months since you and Jun stopped being friends. You had gotten over him, for the most part, of course you still thought of him from time to time and the thoughts would eat you up—you were still better than before, until today.

You were flipping through your favorite TV channels, great every single one’s on an ad break, you thought. And to your horror, the last one, which had usually had to do with modeling, design, photography, etc. had been airing a fashion week runway. And guess who was walking on that fucking runway.

Wen Junhui.

You felt your throat getting drier and drier by the second. However you sat felt uncomfortable, the temperature of the room felt humid and unbearable. Everything didn’t seem right.

His outfit seemed uncomfortable yet it suited his facial features so perfectly, and oh, he dyed his hair blonde? He looked so much more different, and the truth was, you were so fucking into it. You couldn’t bring yourself to switch the channels, you were just waiting for him to cycle back onto the runway to see his next outfit.

The next outfit looked ethereal on him. Since when did he have abs, and when did they get so toned? It was a bold choice for the stylists to not conceal his eyebags, you thought, but it made him so much more appealing and attractive, you hated to admit.

You decided to finally shut off the TV but now you were all hot and bothered. You thought it was ridiculous, ridiculous that you were all shaken up for an ex-best friend. For an ex-crush.

Throwing yourself on your bed, you sighed, rubbing your thighs. Opening Instagram, you searched up the familiar name of Wen Junhui. This is so wrong, you cried out.

Pulling down your shorts, you trailed your fingers up your shirt, down to your breasts, to your stomach and finally to where your panties sat. You moaned at how wet you were.

Two of your fingers dipped down into your sopping hole, and your eyes fluttered shut. Your mouth formed into an O and soft and quiet little gasps came from your mouth.

This is so wrong. So fucking wrong. And you knew it. There was a pit deep in your stomach, and no, it wasn’t the pit in your stomach that you’d normally get from pleasuring yourself. It was from guilt. Pure guilt.

You knew it was wrong, but you kept going, moans growing louder by each and every curl of your finger. Tears bubbling at your eyes, falling onto your pillow thinking if you guys had never argued that day, maybe it’d be his fingers in your pussy right now. Not your own.

“Junnie…” A nickname that now feels foreign slips past your lips, salty tears staining your lips much like a sign to not chant his name. With enough twists of your fingers, you manage to wrap yourself undone, chest rising up and falling back down with each breath.

Sitting up, you sighed. The reality of it all hit you like a truck. You’d never be able to see or talk to Jun ever again. Whether you liked it or not. He was a famous model and you were just some nerd who did graphic design for a living.

But even with all taken, it was still reasonable to have some hope. Right?

jejuboo-s 2023

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[mae-i-scribble]

After watching Across the Spiderverse for the second time, I think I’ve finally managed to put into words what about Miguel’s characterization made me so conflicted. Obviously spoilers below.

While Miguel is clearly intended to be a sympathetic antagonist I don’t think that intention is fully realized in the movie, because from the minute we meet him, we know that he’s wrong in his conclusions. Miguel is supposed to be a “the ends justify the means” archetype, but after his explanation on why canon events cannot be disrupted Miles immediately points out the obvious- how can his father dying being a canon event when it is cause by a dimensional anomaly? And more than that, based on Miguel’s logic Miles’ world should have collapsed long ago because it was missing its Spiderman, a person who was not meant to die in that timeline. It’s the same as replacing a person who was meant to die only now there’s a gaping hole in the world where a person was meant to exist. Also- nothing about what happens in Into the Spiderverse is a result of any canon disrupting phenomenon, nothing could have been done to prevent it and none of what happened is Miles’ fault. (there’s more evidence against Miguel’s logic but these were the most obvious ones to me). One of the most crucial aspects of a sympathetic antagonist is being able to sympathize with *why* it is they do what they do. Miguel’s logic hardly holds up past its introduction which means that gets thrown out the window very quick as a viewer.

The next thing then, would be for us to see how Miguel leads the other spider people and what makes him into such an inspiring leader to these thousands of heroes. And the movie... doesn’t really show us much of that, to be honest. The best moment we get is when Miguel is explaining the concept of canon events to Miles, because he is genuinely understanding and empathetic. It’s very compelling to his portrayal- but for me it was overshadowed by his anger. The moment Miguel meets Miles, the first thing that he does is chuck something at the kid full force towards his head. And then in the chase afterwards, Miguel gets increasingly more violent and spiteful towards Miles because Miles’ keeps angering him- which is something that is expected of him from the other characters- Gwen is visibly nervous at the idea of Miles speaking to Miguel at all. Jessica is also well aware of these angry outbursts when she warns Gwen about failing to catch the Spot. All these things, along side the final scenes of the movie giving him solid red as his backlighting serve to make him seem far more villainous than antagonistic in his narrative role.

About his introduction with Gwen, I do think it gives him that sympathetic light, but it is important to point out that he only begrudgingly gave into Jessica’s request when Gwen had literally nowhere else to return to and then the moment she messes up he sends her home (theoretically back to that exact terrible scenario where he dad wants to arrest her) with no support. So for me its still kinda ://

I don’t consider Miguel a villain, and I’m really interested to see what they do in this next movie with his character because I do believe he’s going to get redeemed. And I genuinely think that he believes in his cause based on the terrible tragedy he had to endure, but that something about what happened with him is different than what is happening with Miles and the other worlds’ canon events. Honestly I wish we had seen more of the citadel and Miguel outside of Miles’ introduction to it. It’s clear that Miles himself is a very sore spot for Miguel which doesn’t make him the most objective character to see Miguel through.

Also on that note, Jessica Drew has a lot of the same issues as Miguel on a smaller scale because while she’s amazing for her introduction scene, after that she’s downright rude and dismissive of Gwen at every turn despite claiming Gwen to be her “star pupil” (this was said sarcastically while she was berating Gwen). While I understand why Jessica was so upset- Gwen really and truly did mess up by letting the Spot escape. It’s hard to see her as a good mentor when that anger is 90% of what we’re seeing out of her in the movie. It’s only at the end when Gwen gets a few sympathetic glances from her that she seems more similar to how she was in her introductions. The movie was packed to the brim as is but I do wish they had even more runtime to expand on these things. I want to believe in the sympathetic nature of both these people but the movie gives very fleeting attempts at doing so.

#across the spiderverse #ATSV #across the spiderverse spoilers #ATSV spoilers #miles morales #miguel o'hara #gwen stacy #jessica drew #on my hands and knees praying that the rabid miguel fans dont come after me #i just wanna talk about things in depth #the first comment i made along these lines got a response that was literally just 'youre dumb and stupid' without even arguing with me #which was >:( #come back and give me your argumentative points you coward #idk these two characters are just portrayed so antagonistically #i dont believe in villainizing them completely bc that goes against the spirit of the movie #but i also can understand those who walk away with that take

[volaile]

tagged by my brother @beesnutz :P

last song you listened to: descent by fear factory

last movie you watched: the new hunger games!! went to see it at the cinema with two friends :) it was good, unsettling exactly where it needed to be (which was. most of the time LOL) and its managed to pull off the 'act as a standalone but still have room for a sequel if someone wanted to' balance v well. and id watch a sequel! but overall i cant lie i prefer the original trilogy...

currently watching: house md on my own, im on season 7 rn and [spoilers] have finally left huddy hell. i love masters btw my friend masters ❤️she just had her first main pov ep and it was a good un. im also watching doctor who when mine gustes and peris schedules line up, and also taskmaster with guste :)

other things you’ve watched this year: ummmm lots but some of my faves are still across the spiderverse, also limitless and alien, and also american psycho but thats sort of from last year, i watched it nye with nami and it hit 2023 like halfway through for me LOL

currently reading: money by martin amis!! its good ive read time's arrow by him before too. he's got a fun way of writing but idk how i feel about him putting himself as a character in this one lol???!!! also i guess i technically have a few other books on the go too but tbh im not actively reading them... btw if anyone wants my goodreads send me a dm !!! i would love more friends on there

currently listening to: my albums 2023 playlist which is um. 1500 songs strong still. i swear ive listened to plenty its just that i keep adding more oopsy doopsy

currently working on: editing my longish nrmts fic so that i can finally start the last three out of ten chappys.... problem is is that im doing this mostly at work when the bars quiet LOL. im also trying to draw more frequently!! ive made it as easy and low stakes as possible for myself (using a biro in some small lined notebook, means i dont get fixated on making things look perfect and also means i dont need to fill up too much space to finish a full page) but its still a habit in progress ....

current obsession: honestly probably the gym. im following what i guess based on exercises and number of sets and reps would be considered a powerbuilding program?? october saw me doing proper strength building work for the first time Ever rather than just hypertrophy/muscle building and ive finally started doing bench press using an actual barbell rack set up!!! and i really like it :P

ok thats it thank u. all the crans my lovely crans have been tagged i believe so i'll also tag @sevenyeargap @bardicspiration and @adultfiendfinder ❤️ and anyone else who wants to do it go hog wild ok byeeee

#own #tag games

[ironchef13]

What IF: Miles Morales entered the Overwatch Universe? (story idea)

Here are Two hypothetical scenarios which Miles entered the Universe of the video game Overwatch and or Overwatch 2

Scenario 1.) set months after Beyond the Spiderverse. Miles has finally got being Spider-man figured out. He saved his dad, stopped the spot, and helped in reforming the Spider Society. He was just about to head home after patrolling the city when he is ambushed by two unusual individuals. One looks like a grim reaper with shotguns (reaper) and the other looks like a spider-themed assassin with a sniper rifle (Widowmaker). After an intense battle spiderman is subdued, captured and sent through a portal very different from the one the spider society uses. He finds himself in another universe (again) and in the clutches of a terrorist organization called TALON. Miles is able to escape however, but now has to try to find a way back home and learn to blend in in a world where humans and robots coexist. He will eventually meet members of the now disbanded peacekeeping organization called Overwatch and they will try to help him in his quest to get home. -As a plot twist I think maybe Olivia Octavius (Doc Ock of earth-1610) is the one working with TALON and the reason Miles is stuck in that Universe -Also, Gwen and the rest of the Spider-Gang discover Miles is missing and immediately begin a search party for him. Which might prove difficult since he is in a dimension Outside the "Spiderverse".

Scenario 2.) Set after BTSV, Miles saved his dad, stopped the spot, saved the multiverse, and is now in a relationship with Gwen Stacey. He also has his own dimensional watch so he can visit his Spider friends anytime. And now since his parents know his secret identity it has made being Spider-man a little more manageable. But then one day during a fight with Electro Mile's watch gets zapped with a ton of electricity, supercharging the watch and making it go haywire. So much so that it opens a random portal that sucks Miles in and takes him to the world of Overwatch right when the Null Sector invasion begins. He then Decides to team up with the now reformed Overwatch to protect the world from Null Sector while trying to find a way back home. -while this is happening Gwen and the Spider-Gang will discover what happened to Miles and try to search for him, like in the end of Across the Spiderverse. But by the time they find the right dimension (which takes about a day or two) the find that Miles has been in that dimension for several months all while training with the heroes of Overwatch. (Because like Miles said in the first movie "Time Is Relative")

-I figured Gwen had a few adventures in the Multiverse while working for the Spider Society, so it's only fair that Miles gets his own as well-

#miles morales #across the spiderverse #spiderverse #crossover #atsv #spiderman #overwatch #overwatch 2 #ow2 #story idea #writing prompt #writing idea #beyond the spiderverse #btsv #ultimate spider man #overwatch lore #overwatch invasion #widowmaker #reaper

[cryptidafter]

✨️ Top 9 First Watched Shows/Movies of 2023 ✨️

Tagged by @lugarn 💕! Tagging @thatswhatsushesaid @crithir @nebulathunderwave @takonxmz @whoisthatmovinginthedark @antique-forvalaka and anyone else who wants to talk about their 9 favorite shows/movies they first saw in 2023.

In no particular order:

#1. Word of Honor: I was finally pushed to watch this show after seeing screenshots and fantastic fan art pop up on my twitter for weeks and I was not disappointed. Is the plot a bit of a clusterfuck? Yes. Are the characters fantastic? Yes. Does it push the hell out of the censorship boundaries? YEAH. Did it inspire me to read Qi Ye and Tian Ya Ke which have both become some of my favorite books? YES.

#2. Kinnporsche: Part of my reintroduction to BL and my introduction to Thai BL in general. Mad respect for Mile for seeking out Apo to play the love interest; that's dedication lol. I still haven't rewatched the show, despite how fantastic it is, because I don't think I'll be able to recapture the absolute DELIGHT I felt seeing it for the first time but I'll revisit it soon.

#3. Kingdom: Y'all know how much I love good Korean horror and Kingdom DELIVERED. It's fast-paced, it's fun, it's dramatic. The twists aren't necessarily groundbreaking but the execution of them is solid. The emotional stakes are very much there; I was glued to my screen from start to finish. (Netflix please give me season 3, please I'm begging).

Rest under the cut!

#4. The Rise of Phoenixes: I won't scream about this show because I could go on forever. I didn't think I was one for long political dramas until I watched this and it rewired my brain. Ni Ni and Chen Kun are phenomenal and the behind the scenes footage really showcases how much hardwork they put in to embody Feng Zhiwei and Ning Yi. (Also THE CHEMISTRY). Every crew member also put in 110%, the attention to historical detail and the level of craftsmanship that went into this show blows my mind. THEY USED MINIATURES!!! I feel like you hardly see that anymore! Just check out my quick review for more plot stuff and also the BTS videos on Youtube! Not all of them are subtitled but still well-worth checking out.

#5. Skinamarink: So glad I managed to catch this at a local theater. Unsettling, fairly unique in its execution, and it stuck with me for days after. If you're not into a slow build or found footage style horror, you won't enjoy this but it's definitely one of my favorite movies of 2023.

#6. OldBoy: The local theater came in clutch again by showing the remastered version of Oldboy, which I hadn't seen yet and didn't know anything about despite it being one of my boyfriend's favorite films lol, and I LOVE THIS MOVIE. It features one of my all-time favorite villains to date and it left me totally gutted at the end. If you haven't seen it yet, GO IN BLIND. It's well worth it, trust me.

#7. Playboyy - the series isn't finished yet but I feel confident sticking it on this list because, so far, it's blown my expectations out of the water. I've spoken about how much I enjoy the nuanced take on sex work, sexuality, and relationships but I don't think I've raved enough about how visually appealing the show it to watch! I'm a sucker for surrealistic imagery and atmosphere and Playboyy really does hit the sweet spot between real and dreamlike.

#8. Spider-Man: Across The Spiderverse - THIS MOVIE. The animation was fantastic, the story, the characters. NOT TO MENTION THE SOUNDTRACK! This was a great film to watch in theaters. You can really tell how much love and attention went into every detail.

#9. Double Mints - Shoutout to the person on tumblr who made a screenshot compilation of this movie! It compelled me to seek it out. I wouldn't say it's a good film but I love a toxic, codependent relationship and this movie does that well. The concept is cool and I do love a character covered in blood, weeping which this movie also delivers in abundance. I rewatched it a few days ago for a gifset and I will no doubt watch it again soon lol

#cryptid's thoughts #tag game #top 9 of 2023 #tag meme

[mtsainthelens]

my across the spiderverse thoughts!!!

i did a similar writeup for the first movie but i think i deleted the post. no worries, i think a lot of it is irrelevant now anyway.

anyway.

-movie was incredible. animation was 10/10, most impressive i’ve ever seen maybe? the intro scene with gwen and miguel and the ending sequence where miles is swinging home were my favorites. writing was like 9.5/10, it always nails the comedy in such a natural and unpretentious way which is so perfect for a spiderman movie

-you can really feel the love and passion put into this movie. its a real shame to hear about the crunch conditions the team was put under but its remarkable that the movie doesn’t feel particular anxious or resentful in the way other crunch projects tend to be. really such a loving attention to detail in spite of the shit management. actually kind of ironic.

-also the energy of this feels so incredibly different from the vibe of the firet i supposed there really has been a culture shift! everything these days is about determinism and multiverses is that any indication of where we’re heading?

-miguels little jingle is fantastic. i’m gonna remember that sound forever

-i thought trans gwen was a theory but to me it seemed explicitly canon. unfortunately i felt mostly confused whenever i saw the trans colors appear explicitly in a scene because i didn’t understand the double meaning? i only understood a lot of her scenes in a literal sense

-those action sequences, goddamn. you know i never watched korra but i watch the best fight compilations on youtube. i love animated fights.

-i didnt know you could curse in sony movies i was gasping everytime….

-meta-commentary 1: the “what was their canon event” meme makes no sense because in the movie it says everyone has the same canon event!!! like it varies depending on the context but its all fundamentally the same its like not funny to me to think about cat gwen stacy dying or smth. not funny to me

-i love how this movie doesn’t make unlikable characters. i can’t think of a single character i dislike in either of the movies? if i was the kind of person who used the term “comfort movie”, well…..

-meta-commentary 2: i did notice the “spider-team” of miles, gwen, pavitr, and hobie was only on scene for like. that one sequence. i’m sure they’ll come back but what i saw of the fandom reaction to it made me go in expecting a lot more from that. this happened to me with the last movie as well i feel very detatched from the wider fandom reaction to it? nothing against it but to me the movies dont feel like either A.) hanging around a universe or B.) making a story that needs to be dissected through long ass essays. which is what i’m always looking to get out of a fandom experience and i think are my perquisites for being interested in a fandom experience at all. obviously im still a huge FAN of the movies but i can never really take them outside of what they are if that makes sense. they start and end at the credits for me.

-having said that i loved spiderpunk!!! i know he was like total…. fanbait if that makes sense? i usually feel averse to characters im supposed to like or who feel engineered to be liked or who are known for getting fang1rls but god he was such a sweetheart. that diy watch. he reminds me of a friend i guess thats why im attatched. i like how nice he was to miles im just incredibly endeared to him.

-and having said that. my thirst rating is that i didnt think hobie or migel or the spot or anyone else were hot. something about the way faces are rendered is very interesting but i cant find it attractive at all. btw im someone who can be attracted to fictional characters easily and i wish jeff the killer was my boyfriend. anyway….

-my only criticisms would be that some of the emotional moments felt not exactly flat but noticeably offbeat at times and that the final 15-20 minutes kind of wore me thin. forgivable.

soooo great. i think im going to rewatch the first one soon but it might make me feel really raw. i think theyre both fairly sentimental movies but the first one makes me feel just a bit sorer because it feels so sunny. hard to explain. i really wish Peter B was in this movie more but i get why he wasnt.

anyway back to work

[maddiethecanadianassassin]

Brotherhood of Spiders - Ezio Auditore

Hey all! I wrote this crossover between Assassin's Creed & Spiderverse has a little gift for @ramshackledtrickster for their awesome artwork. They created a Spidersona for Connor/Ratonhnhaké:ton and they were brainstorming ideas for an Spidersona for Ezio. . . let's be real, the motivation train hit me *hard*.

This fic features my own Spidersona, Lisa aka "Spider-Muse" from my fic Silk & Cologne (X) that I post on AO3 and share updates on over on my main blog (X). If you guys like this one, then I might finally get around to writing the drabble for Connor. . . and maybe some other Assassins?

Enjoy!

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“Let me go you insufferable worms!” The Vulture squealed as Miguel, Spider-Man 2099 and Lisa, Spider-Muse, emerged through a portal back into Spider-Society HQ. 

The pair had received word that the Renaissance Vulture had escaped through a rift and ended up in another dimension. Again.

“This is the third time we’ve caught you now, Tombs,” Miguel rolled his eyes as dropped the tied up villain to the floor, hands on his hips. “You’ve got to learn by now that you and other dimensions don’t mix,”

“If you need a vacation that bad, why not just go somewhere else in your dimension?” Lisa suggested, her pony tail bouncing as she walked over to a terminal. “A place where there’s no people around to bother you?”

The Vulture scoffed at the woman’s claim, rolling his eyes. Miguel narrowed his eyes at him through his mask, a silent warning. After typing in a command on the terminal, a virtual avatar appeared before them as Spider-Byte greeted the pair.

“Hey guys!” Margo greeted with a smile, “What can I do for you?”

“We got another anomaly ready to send home for you,” Lisa nodded her head over towards him. 

“Alright, who do we–” Margo’s expression changed as she laid eyes on the familiar Vulture villain. She stared at him, eyes deadpanned. “Really Tombs? Again?”

Vulture shrugged with an annoyed huff. 

Margo glanced up at Miguel, giving him an annoyed but understanding look. “Alright, skip the pleasantries and send him to straight back,”

“Thank you, Byte,” Miguel nodded in relief, his tired eyes drooping momentarily as he allowed himself a brief moment to relax. 

It had been a long day of patrols, dimensional analysis in his lab and upgrading his gear. He had promised Lisa a romantic dinner date back in her dimension. A home cooked meal they’d make together followed by a movie, maybe a little snuggling on the side if he was feeling generous. 

Margo walked over to her console station and the keyboards and monitors came to life. She typed in a series of commands as the Going-Home machine came to life. The giant machine life-like spider descended before carefully plucking up Tombs and pulling him towards the platform. Miguel disengaged his laser webs from around him when he was a safe distance away. 

“No, stop! I won’t go back!” Vulture protested. 

Lisa stepped forward, leaning on the edge of the laboratory platform as she watched the scene playout closely. Vulture was struggling against the Spider as the machine began to thread the dimension webbed cocoon. He managed to break a hand free and suddenly launched a grappling hook and yanked the string back, pulling Lisa along with it.

“HEY!” She yelped as her body collided into him as the cocoon wall sealed itself around them. 

“Oh no!” Margo’s eyes went wide. 

“Lisa!” Miguel screamed as he immediately started running, looking over towards Margo. “Stop the machine!”

“I’m trying man, I’m trying!” Margo whined as Lyla appeared beside her as they both desperately tried to override the machine. 

As Lisa struggles to break free from Vulture’s grasp, Miguel activates his talons as he leaps into the air. He jumps a good 40 feet across before his talons sink into the cocoon. The impact causes the platform to shake as Lisa yelps. Miguel claws at the cocoon wall, trying to break it apart just enough so he can reach in and pull her out. 

But the more he fights it, the more hardened the material becomes as a white light shines above them, a portal opening overhead. If he doesn’t get her out–!

“Lisa!” He calls out to her. 

“Ciao, Spider-Man,” The Vulture cackles as he grips Lisa into a headlock.

The portal shines brighter as the giant Spider moves out of the way and within moments, the portal beams the pair up and Miguel falls through and collapses onto the platform. Breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling, Miguel looks up towards the machine. The portal was gone. The Vulture and Lisa along with it. 

“Shock!” Miguel bangs his fist into the platform, his back muscles tensing. He stands up, looking over towards Margo and Lyla. “Alert the local Spider-Man! NOW!”

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Lisa remembered the portal opening, the beam pulling her and the Vulture through. She could see the rings of the portal as she traveled through the interdimensional plane. She had seen it before during her numerous portal jumps, but something was different about this instance. 

As she was flying through the plane, she caught glimpses of memories. Memories of not her own life, but of others. Lives of people she had never met. All throughout different points in time? What was going on?!

Her questions were short lived when she saw the light at the end of the portal as she and Vulture phased through and bright colours and cheerful music engulfed her senses. Lisa could just barely make out the red tile rooftops, the dome like buildings, and bell towers. Off in the distance– was that the Colosseum?!

“Have a nice trip, ragazza,” Vulture purred as he released his grip on Spider-Muse and suddenly threw her off of him. “See you next fall!”

Her body collided onto a rooftop, the enhanced super strength of her spider powers causing Lisa to literally break through the fencing of the roof and tumble over the edge. She tried to reach out to grab something to break her fall, but was just too late and found herself free falling from a bell tower. Of all the times to experience a web block, it had to be now?!

So this was it then? This was how I would go out?

A shadow overcast her suddenly. The whole thing seemed to play in slow motion. Lisa watched as a male figure jumped from the top of the bell tower, arms out like he was taking a swan dive. His red cape fluttered in the wind, matching his white and red suit. He peered down, his body taking a nose dive as he went straight for her, reaching his hand out. 

That’s when Lisa saw it. Her eyes widened as the man pulled two of his fingers back, the signature spider-man sign as he shot out a web, sticking to her chest. He yanked on it, hoisting Lisa up before he pulled her in his arms. As he caught her, he leaned forward, his body front flipping as his feet literally gilded along the cobblestone walls of the bell tower, cradling Lisa as he pressed her against the wall to shield her from the falling debris. 

Her chest rising and falling, she caught her breath as Lisa glanced up towards the man’s face. He wore a white hood over his head, a red mask with the signature Spider eyelets that covered the top half of his face, while the bottom half gave way to beautiful puff lips, a scar on his right side just hovering over the skin, along with a neatly trimmed goatee beard on his chin. 

With swift movements, he carried Lisa down to the street level. The man set her down on my feet, allowing the woman to step away to compose myself. “Are you alright?” He asked in an Italian accent. 

Lisa looked him over, scanning him from head to toe. “Are you–” Before she could continue, Lisa felt a buzzing in her head. The Spider-Sense. She hissed initially, but when Lisa looked up towards the man, her eyes widened, seeing a faint red and blue hue around his face with little squiggly lines. She could feel his reaction through his mask, his mouth twitching to a genuinely surprised expression. 

“You’re like me. . .” He spoke in awe. 

Lisa couldn’t help but nod, smiling. Actually. . . She pulled her mask part way up, to reveal her lips, showing him her own smile. “Just like you,”

He smirked, a quick huff of a laugh escaping him. “Ezio Auditore, Spider-Man,” He stepped back, offering me a curt bow. “You are?”

“Lisa Kendrick,” She offered him a courtesy before looking back at him. “Spider-Muse?”

“Muse?” He raised a curious brow. “Why not Spider-Woman?”

“It’s been done,” Lisa giggled softly, my lips curling into a smile. “Trust me,”

Before he could ask her anything further, a voice cried out, along with quick and eager footsteps. “Spider-Man!!”

Lisa quickly pulled her mask back down, looking over to see a man run around a corner. He had long curly hair, pale skin and freckles, dressed in very fancy clothes as he ran and fellow over a barrel before quickly picking himself back up. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he breathed deeply, hands on his knees as the man glanced up towards us. “The Vulture! He–”

“Si, I saw him,” Ezio nodded, looking towards Lisa. “It’s alright, Leonardo, we are among friends it seems,”

Leonardo. . . as in Leonardo Di Vinci?! The famous artist?!

“Wait,” Leonardo’s eyes widened as he saw her, taking in Lisa’s understandably strange attire and appearance. “There’s another with your gifts?” 

“Uh, hi,” Lisa waved her hand shyly at him. “Big fan of your work,”

Is Leonardo Di Vinci Ezio’s guy in the chair?! Okay, now that is seriously cool!

“If Vulture came through that gateway like you did, I assume he went somewhere else?” Ezio questioned as he took a step closer towards me. 

The eyelets of Lisa’s mask lit up as she processed his question. “You know of the–?”

“Spider-Society, si,” He nodded firmly. “Although it has been quite some time since I last visited Miguel,”

“He was heading North towards my workshop, I’ll meet you there,” Leonardo nodded towards the pair before taking off back around the corner. 

“I received Miguel’s message about Vulture’s return and set off to find him quickly. He sounded urgent, I wasn’t sure what the big deal was until I saw you fall behind him,” Ezio spoke up as he began walking.

Lisa quickly followed behind him, “Yeah, let’s just say the Vulture wasn’t too happy about wanting to go home. Kicking and screaming, as the saying goes. A part of me feels like it’s my fault for causing such a fuss,”

“Do not blame yourself, Spider-Muse, he was always a stubborn old man,” Ezio grinned as he looked back towards her with a reassuring glance. “Although I certainly wouldn’t say no to some assistance in calming him down, especially from a fine and capable one such as yourself,”

Lisa hated how that charm of his made her blush under the mask. After constantly repeating to herself I already have Miguel, she spoke up. “I’d be glad to help,”

“We’ll take the rooftops,” Ezio motioned for her to follow him. “I’ll try to explain everything on the way,”

Lisa followed Ezio as the two of them parkour and wall climbed their way up to the rooftops, jumping from one building to the next, making their way across the city. 

“Alright, let’s do this one last time, shall we? My name is Ezio Auditore. I was bitten by a radioactive Italian violin spider after I was nearly murdered, and for the last 26 years I have been the one and only Spider-Man, present company excluded of course. You all know the rest. I sailed to Venice, killed some Templars, found a piece of Eden, did some sightseeing in Rome, and. . . I couldn’t save my uncle, and lost my family, but gained a new one. I liberated Rome from the Borgia’s tyranny, finding closure for the loss of my father and brothers. All the while, I learned all that I could of this legacy my father left behind, this Assassin’s Brotherhood, and the prophecy of the Spider. Now I use my gifts from both sides of the same coin to protect my home and the people I care for most,”

Ezio and Lisa made it to a large warehouse which she quickly assumed was Leonardo’s workshop he mentioned earlier. One of the windows was smashed to pieces, the silhouette a familiar winged figure. 

“He must have crashed inside,” She mumbled as she steadied herself on a chimney. 

“We’ll have to be vigilant, I don’t know if–” Ezio stopped suddenly. 

Lisa could see the gears in his head turning. Was it his Spider-Sense? Or something else?

“What is it?” She asked him.

He brought his finger to his lips, signaling for her to stay quiet. He then pointed to an open rooftop that decorated overhead the side garden entrance of the warehouse. He jumped forward, scaling and leaping across some light posts and Lisa found herself following him. 

They hunched down low and only when they had made it to the other side did Lisa hear two people arguing. She followed Ezio as the pair peeked over the roof to see Leonardo talking to a city guard. 

“A witness claims to have seen you consulting with multiple enemies of the city,” The guard proclaimed.

“Consulting?!” Leonardo gawked at the claim, his eyes widening with disgust. “That’s preposterous!”

“So that’s not Antonio Tombs taking your ‘machine’ as you call it and flying around causing a disturbance?” The guard raised a brow at the man.

Leonardo sighed deeply, rolling his eyes as he slouched his shoulders. “As I have reported to you time and time again, yes it is my invention, but Antonio stole it! He was the one that built it!”

“So he built the other gadgets for the Assassino as well?” The guard narrowed his gaze at the man.

“Who?” Leonardo tried to play dumb, but the sweat that began dripping from his brow was a dead give away. 

“Non giocare con me idiota! When was the last time you saw or spoke with Spider-Man?!” The guard demanded, stepping forward. - No playing games with me idiot! 

When Leonardo didn’t answer right away, the guard swooped in with a punch to his face. He grabbed Leonardo by the collar, threatening another punch with his free fist. 

“Maybe this will clear your head,”

It made Lisa’s blood boil. She was about to jump in to stop him until Ezio grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back. “I will deal with this. Go inside and see if Tombs is still there,”

Right, I can’t exactly do anything that could jeopardize the canon events here. I need to play it safe. 

“Got it,” Lisa nodded firmly at him as he pulled his hand away. “Be careful,” 

Lisa carefully maneuvered herself across the roof before sticking to the wall and web crawled her way around to the broken window. She jumped inside, landing on a wooden platform as she took in the space around her. Definitely a workshop. Tools and work stations were cluttered everywhere, albeit now in a bigger mess since Vulture’s crash. Lisa climbed down, walking across the main floor. 

“Tombs? I’m sorry about the vacation comment from earlier!” She called out, her voice projecting across the room. “We can still talk about this, right?”

Silence. There was nothing but silence as she peered around the now dusty warehouse. That was when she felt it. 

Her Spider-Sense kicked in again, the hairs on the back of Lisa’s neck and arms standing up. “Oh, SHOCK-!”

Vulture was behind her as he suddenly sprang up, catching Lisa in his hands. The next thing she knew they were shot up right through the roof and into the air. He clawed at her and Lisa punched, kicked and webbed him back. 

On the ground floor outside, Ezio had detained and knocked the city guard harassing Leonardo unconscious and wrapped safely in a cocoon when they heard the crash and their pair of eyes locked on to our fighting forms. Lisa struggled to connect her webbing to Tomb’s skin. If she could manage it, she might be able to use her enchantment to put him to sleep. 

“Don’t worry, I got this!” She called out to them as she landed a punch to Vulture’s jaw. 

He growled, retaliating with his own strike as he suddenly grabbed her violently, plummeting into a nosedive as he turned and pinned Lisa as a shield. 

“Nevermind, help, help, HELP!” Lisa yelped, her voice screeching. 

They both crashed through the roof, making yet another hole in it as they collided into a series of shelves and tools. Multiple knick-knacks and papers scattered as their bodies tumbled along the floor, the only thing separating them was a large desk that was remarkably spared from the collision. Lisa groaned loudly as her body slowly stirred, her head peeking up towards their wrist and she froze. 

Lisa’s gizmo was cracked, broken. The touchscreen sparking. That would mean–

“Oh crud. . .” she gulped and within moments, started glitching. 

If the gizmo was broken, I couldn’t call the Spider-Society for back up. I couldn’t call Miguel for help. 

Doors were flung open as Ezio and Leonardo burst into the room. They found Lisa’s glitching form on one side of the room, Vulture struggling to pick himself up on the other end and in the dead smack middle of the room was a work desk with a blinking gizmo on it. Ezio’s gizmo. 

Ezio’s gaze hardened at the device. He knew what he had to do. 

“Leonardo, I’ll keep Tombs busy,” Ezio instructed as he glanced over at his friend and pointed at the device. “Grab my Gimzo!”

“Really? It looks like a Goober to me,” Leonardo tilted his head to the side, staring at it. 

Ezio facepalmed, grumbling under his breath. “Leonardo! Per favore!”

Vulture was starting to get up, and he noticed Lisa’s glitching body as she struggled to stand. He saw her as easy prey as Vulture began to stalk towards her body. Leonardo gulped at the sight, pushing back the sleeves of his tailored suit. 

“Alright, alright, I’m going!”

The pair split up as Leonardo ran for the table and Ezio quickly web slinged forward. He whistled loudly, catching Tomb’s ear as the villain turned just in time to receive a kick to the face courtesy of the Assassin. He diverged his path towards Lisa, crashing into a painting that Leonardo had been previously working on. 

“Oh great, now I have to start all over again!” Leonardo cursed, arms flailing. 

“Leonardo, focus!” Ezio barked at the artisan as he swerved out of the way of an incoming attack by Vulture. 

“I’m focusing!” Leonardo yelled back as he grabbed the Gimzo, beginning to examine it. “How does this feat of engineering work?”

In her injured state, Lisa glanced up towards Leonardo, watching him as he tried to decipher the machine. She could just barely catch a peek at the touch screen as the indicator blinked. Someone was trying to contact Ezio. I’d bet money on it that it was Miguel, no doubt about it. 

“Use the–” I reached for him, only to glitch and collapse to the floor again, “-touch screen,”

The glitching startled Leonardo out of his trance as his gaze cast over Lisa with worry. Glancing between her and Ezio fighting the Vulture, Leonardo went around and carefully helped the woman up to her feet, wrapping her arm around his shoulders to let Lisa lean on him. “Let’s get you a safe distance away first,”

As Leonardo carried Lisa further away from the brawl, Ezio and Vulture were neck deep in their fight. Neither one of them seemed to want to back down anytime soon. Ezio moved with such grace and agility as he swerved out of the way of an incoming attack by Vulture’s wing, before launching two webs from his shooter and vaulting him forward to back flip Tombs right in the chin. 

As Ezio’s body flipped over, he fired another pair of web slings to tug him towards Tombs and slam him right into a wall. Claws sprang from the toes of his boots to keep him anchored as he pinned Vulture beneath him. “Enough games, Tombs, stop this madness while you can still breathe air,” 

“So long as there is breath in my lungs, I will never stop, and claim what is rightfully mine,” Tombs growled at Ezio, “I won’t let Di Vinci or a freak like you get in my way, Spider-Man!”

Tombs wiggled his hand free and toggled a switch on his utility belt. Multiple beeps could be heard from behind him as Ezio whirled his head around, finding almost a dozen tiny egg bombs scattered along the floor. Leonardo and Lisa were caught in its radius. 

The way his wings were swinging at him earlier. . . !

“Bastardo!” Ezio snarled at Tombs as he shoved himself away from his body, web slinging across the room. “Leonardo!!”

Leonardo stopped running as he started to turn to Ezio, until finally the beeping of the bombs caught his ear. His eyes widened, and Lisa tried to react, but the glitching made it impossible for her to take action. Ezio quickly realized it was all up to him. 

He used his webs to draw forth and collect the bombs one by one, wrapping them all in a giant webbed sack. He was getting to the last few when a mechanism of his web shooter clicked, metal banging against metal. His web cartridge was empty. 

With a heave, Ezio chucked the sack of bombs away from him, launching it further into the room as he ran towards Leonardo and Lisa to shield them. “Get down-!”

*BOOM!*

The bombs exploded, the building shaking as tiny pebbles of rubble and dust rained down from the walls and roof of the building. The blast knocked the trio off their feet, sending them flying and tumbling to the floor. How the building was still barely standing was a miracle onto itself. 

Dust and smoke filled the room, and the one upside was as Vulture pulled himself free from the wall after using his wings to shield himself from the explosion, he had trouble hunting his prey because the smoke was shielding their bodies. Ezio groaned, his head spinning as he managed to pull himself to his side. Leonardo was alive, but unconscious. Lisa was alive, but glitching still like before. It was only a matter of time before Vulture could pick her out from the smoke. She’d be an easy target. 

Ezio gritted his teeth as he pulled himself up to his knees, fighting the pain that coursed through his body. He wouldn’t make it to Lisa in time. Try as he might, he wasn’t close enough. Another set of beeping caught his ear as he glanced over, seeing a small red dot blinking. He reached forward and through the smoke, grabbed his Gimzo. 

If he couldn’t reach her, then he knew someone who could. 

“Miguel–” Ezio coughed as he kept his voice low. “Lock on to my coordinates. Now. . .”

Lisa was starting to get herself back on her feet when she glitched again. The pain was so bad, a strangled scream shot through her throat as she collapsed to her knees. She took long, heavy breaths before her Spider-Sense kicked in again. Lisa looked up in the direction of the danger, but was slow to react as the Vulture swooped in and grabbed her. 

He had her by the throat as he lifted her up into the air. Vulture glanced over, seeing Leonardo’s unconscious body, Ezio crawling towards the artist to protect him. 

“I will deal with you in a moment,” he growled before returning his focus to Lisa, “It’s time I removed this thorn!”

Vulture raised a razor sharp clawed hand above his head, and Lisa would be lying to herself if she said she wasn’t fearful for her life. 

“No!” Ezio shouted. 

Vulture motioned his hand down and Lisa’s eyes slammed shut, preparing for the strike. Only it never came. Vulture’s frustrated huff was what drew Lisa to open her eyes again and she gasped aloud when she saw it. 

Vulture’s claws were being held back by thick, red, laser embedded webbing. 

Lisa’s heart stopped as she glanced up towards the portal that opened before them, the sounds it produced making it seem like it was charging up its own attack. 

“Oh Dio, per favore, not again–!” Vulture’s whining was short lived when Miguel O’Hara, Spider-Man 2099 came soaring through the portal and sucker punched Vulture. 

His attack forced Vulture to release his grip on Lisa as she fell back to the floor, Miguel tackling the villain as the pair went flying across the room and slammed through a bookshelf. Lisa could just barely make out the sounds of Miguel beating up Vulture seamlessly as she felt a strong pair of hands grip her shoulders. She glanced back, looking at Ezio as he helped her sit up. 

“Are you alright?” He asked her. 

‘I’ll be fine as soon as I stop–” Lisa grimaced as she glitched in his hold, “-doing that,”

As Ezio helped her up to her feet, Miguel emerged from his brawl with Vulture, swinging back towards them. Vulture was down, but not out, as he quickly came back to check on the pair. “You two alright?”

“Si,” Ezio nodded.

“And your friend?” Miguel glanced over towards Leonardo’s unconscious body.

“Alive,” Ezio sighed in deep relief, tension draining from his shoulders from the breath he had been holding in. 

Miguel’s expression under his mask was calm as he tossed something towards Ezio. “Use this,”

Ezio caught it in his hand and looked down, seeing a fancy looking medical capsule. “Thank you,”

Miguel nodded as Ezio began to tend to Leonardo’s injury before looking over at Lisa and without saying anything, took her wrist gently and slipped on a day pass. “I had a feeling,”

“Well, you thought right,” Lisa sighed in relief, offering him a grateful smile through her mask. 

The touch was barely noticeable, but Miguel’s hand gently found its way up to her cheek, caressing it. Reassuring himself that Lisa was indeed alright. It was short lived when Vulture’s growling for air caught their ear as everyone turned towards him as he pulled himself free from the rubble. 

His wings were busted, no signs of his Hammer Space ability revealing itself. He must be exhausted, too drained to try and trigger it. 

“This is really getting ridiculous, Tombs,” Miguel narrowed his eyelets at the mask villain. 

“I would have to agree,” Ezio stepped up beside him. 

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way,” Lisa stated as the three Spider-Heroes stared Vulture down. 

Vulture exchanged looks between the three of them, weighing his options. Soft groaning caught his ear as he peered down and noticed Leonardo arising from unconsciousness, as the famous artist raised a hand to his head. He made his choice it seemed. 

He reached forward. 

“The hard way it is,” Lisa reached out, firing her webs as they stuck to Tombs face. Temporarily blinded by the webbing, Vulture was distracted long enough for Lisa to take a deep breath, and sang. “Aaah ah aaaaah, ah aah ah ah aaaaaahhh~” 

Lisa continued to sing her melody as her webs began to glow a transcendent gold hue, racing from her wrists to Tomb’s body. The longer she sang, the higher the octave before Vulture fell to his knees and collapsed on his side. Loud snoring quickly followed. 

Lisa broke free of her webbing and when she looked back, Miguel nodded in approval, a faint smirk of pride behind the mask. Ezio looked on in fascination, hands on his hips. Leonardo on the other hand. . . 

There were stars in his eyes as he gasped so loud, he was practically squeaking. “That was incredible!” He scrambled to his feet, struggling to keep his balance as he sprinted to Lisa’s side. “How did you do that?!”

“Leonardo, please,” Ezio’s cheeks flushed, shaking his head. “You’re embarrassing me,”

Lisa had a sympathetic look in her eyes as Ezio glanced at her apologetically. With her hand out, she let Leonardo examine her arm. She felt another presence behind her as Miguel approached, a protective gaze over his mask. 

“How did you control him with your voice?” Leonardo asked as his fingers trailed down her arm, as if he were looking for a web shooter mechanism. “Does it involve you–”

His finger pressed down on a nerve as a slab of web fluid suddenly shot out from Lisa’s wrist and knocked over a knick-knack. Leonardo jumped back into Ezio’s arms, startled. “That came out of you?!”

“Yeah,” Lisa nodded before shooting Ezio a curious grin. “You can’t do that, can you?”

Ezio offered her his own lazy grin as he wiggled his own wrist to show off his web shooter before glancing down at Leonardo. The artist's cheeks blushed from his embarrassing scare, but also at the look Ezio gave him. Lisa smiled to herself, understanding. 

She felt a strong, firm grip on her shoulder as Miguel grew closer, gently pulling Lisa to his side. She sighed deeply leaning into his touch. “I could really go for that dinner right about now,”

Miguel chuckled softly, his grip on her shoulder softening. “That sounds like a good idea to me,”

#assassin's creed #ezio auditore #leonardo da vinci #ac leonardo #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #collab #miguel o'hara #spider-man 2099 #margo #spider-byte #spidersona #spider-man #fanfiction #assassin's creed fanfiction #assassin's creed II #assassin's creed brotherhood

[anundyingfidelity]

new year purposes 2024 - fandom edition 🥳

i mean no one cares but here i go, maybe i won't do shit maybe i will so is worth the try and make a list

watch the bear (bc will poulter and jeremy why not)

re-watch the hobbit and lotr (thranduil and bard my babies)

re-read the hobbit and lotr too lol and get more into the tolkienverse i guess

re-watch pushing daisies (pls don't sleep on lee pace PLS)

re-watch bloodline (mendelsohn i still love you daddy)

watch all the movies lee pace has done bc i miss him im sorry

EVERYONE YOU NEED TO WATCH FOUNDATION

read the foundation trilogy im a new bitch in heat

read duneeeee (the sequel is coming)

watch the night manager (yep i haven't)

watch the crown lmaoooo just finished season 1

i will finish jjba season 5 and 6 i swear

will finish our flag means death PROMISE

watch more movies from studio ghibli :((

watch anime, i totally forget about it but i would like to

i will continue one piece i swear is just too long 😭

watch across the spiderverse to finally witness the birth of 'canon event' !!!!!!! iconic

continue good omens bc i forgot about the new season bitch how

might try to get into star trek again

i want to try and get into star wars but is so loooong idk where to start is a lot help meeee, rogue one i love it tho yes lol

read at least a book every 1-2 weeks (so fucking slow)

watch more kdramas like is hard for me to find kdramas i actually enjoy bc a lot of them are romance stuff soooo yeah

watch legion and cloak and dagger 😭 i failed my mcu fam (no one)

i also want to read mcu books??? or marvel books in general would be cool

want to read more marvel comics

probably write more fics because im also very slow and i get sad and most of the time i don't want to do the things that actually make me happy (psychiatrist calling)

yeah i think that's all, happy new year hope your fandom wishes and not fandom wishes come true next year 🎊🎉 thanks for 300 followers too, i don't think i deserve it but thank you bc you support the few fics i have and i appreciate that 🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

#.txt #personal i guess #anyway happy new year #🥳

[kennyaxoxo]

Spider-Man AU

After watching Spiderman Across the Spiderverse, I like many others before me was inspired to write little drabbles and even full-length fics about our interpretation of the characters and the world-building.

So I had a little thought: what if there was a Spiderman/Spider Woman variant that was more than a little different from her other selves. A spider person that was really a normal person, no extra high IQ, no MIT, just a normal average teenager in NYC who got themselves bit by a radioactive spider and had to manage this spider life all by her lonesome, believing they're all alone.

After some time, I've thought about writing it and after listening to the movie album for the millionth time, I've finally started my drabbles of it.

chapter one,

#spiderman #across the spiderverse #spiderman au

[theiris1002]

I finally found spiderman across the spiderverse online and was able to watch it

10/10 movie

I am very proud of myself for how I managed to avoid spoilers I can now safely remove the tag filters

[bylightofdawn]

I'm finally home, I watched Across the Spiderverse and I am vibrating from wanting to scream about things but I am so mentally boomed all I would manage is "ooooo pretty colors"

So I might try and talk about it tomorrow when I am slightly more coherent.

I also got my playstation visa card AND realized I'd mis-read the whole offer about the 125 statement credit thing, it expired 6/30

So I SHOULD get it. Which is good since I Just put 600 dollars on a credit card with a stupid high APR. Which I will be focusing on paying off ASAP. -cringes-

I'm being a good girl and did not get Jedi Survivor. I want to pay this off ASAP and don't need to carry anymore debt on it than I have to.

I'm going to try and pay this off within 3 months which may fuck around with my plans to start paying on the Obi-Wan and Fox hot toys. I feel like....Obi-Wan will prolly sell out before Fox and he releases first so I"m going to focus on him and then Fox afterwards. Can I say how upset and disappointed I am we do not get a Fox headsculpt?

Okay I'm fucking beyond exhausted. The last chapter of this A M A Z I N G Xedgin finished posting and I'm like three chapters behind at this point.

Everyone should go read it.

It's a delightful AU set about 7ish years before the movie and kinda takes things and tosses it out. Ed, Holga and a seven year old Kira decide to leave and head down South towards Mornbryn's Shield. And along the way they meet this handsome Paladin and Eg is very much lowkey thirsting until he finds out he's Thayan and well there's a couple of chapters of Ed making you want to strangle him but he gets better.

There is so much scrumptious pining and people being dumb. I love it so much.

So I'm going to read that foe the rest of the night and hopefully don't pass out midway through because I am legit to that poi t of exhaustion where I am loopy.

#life of el #I make terrible financial decisions. #but omg I am going to play MWII and I'm strangely excited for that #what kind of bizarro world have I entered? #I hope this doesn't awaken anything within me #send help if show signs of actually wanting to write COD fanfic #just throw me in the loony bin #no thoughts just being fueled by pure exhaustion

[anjuschiffer]

It’s finally the New Year! What other way to celebrate than to write for Day 1 of @timari-month-event New Years Day? :D

Day 1 : New Years Day

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Tag: @theatreandcomicfreak @damianette-is-life @toodaloo-kangaroo @elijahcrevan @vixen-uchiha @nathleigh

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AO3

Cass poked her head through the common room’s doorway, surprised to see that Dick had managed to have everyone over at his apartment.

To be honest, Cass thought he wouldn’t be able to get everyone under one roof. Then again, this was Dick, everyone’s favorite person...well, almost everyone’s.

“Cass, so that's where you’ve been.” Kate said from behind her, Cass turning to see her ‘aunt.’ “This is your first time, isn’t it? Celebrating New Years, that is.” Cass nodded at that.

She honestly didn’t know what to think about this “New Years” celebration Dick wanted everyone to be a part of, how excited he was to be able to greet the new year as a family.

It was just another event that only marked the end of a year and the beginning of another. Why celebrate it?

Cass snapped from her thoughts when Kate chuckled, placing a hand on her shoulder. “It’s alright Cass. Don’t think too hard about it. Just enjoy yourself. Perhaps you’ll understand then.”

Cass nodded, watching as Kate walked away to join the others.

She watched as she sat diagonally from Bruce, Selina and Alfred, the quartet of adults observing the other “supposed” adults and children.

“Grapes? Why would you wish using grapes? They don’t hold any magical power.” Damian asked as Dick handed him a bowl with 12 grapes in jt.

“Good question. Why grapes?” Duke asked no one, proceeding to just eat them. “Why not star fruit?”

“I-I actually don’t know.” Dick shyly confesses, deciding to just leave the grapes at the center of the coffee table for people to just grab.

“It actually started as an advertising tactic for farmers to sell their grape harvests in the 19 century in Spain.” Jason said, eyeing his own bowl of 12 grapes. “Later on in the early 20th century, the grapes symbolize good luck, so the people started to eat them after the start of a New Year in hopes of having good luck.”

“In other words, wishful thinking and superstition?” Stephanie asked.

“Yup.” Jason munched on a few grapes. “ there are a few people who additionally do it to ward off evil.”

“So just superstition.” Duke clarifies. “What a waste of good grapes.”

“-can believe it! There’s only five minutes left until the new year!” The woman on the television screen squealed, capturing everyone's attention. The screen then switched cameras to show the packed street of Times Square, hundreds -if not thousands- of people waving at the camera as it panned around them.

“Does everyone have their glass of champagne?” Dick asked, watching as everyone lifted their glass. “Babs, I thought you didn’t drink?”

“And neither does Tim, Damian, Duke and Steph and yet you still gave them one.” Dick started to panic at that.

After all, they’re still minors, even if by a few months away from being either 21 or 18.

“Damian, Duke, Steph, Tim! I need those- wait. Where is Tim?” Dick asked.

“Wait, he was invited?” Jason asked.

“Of course I did! He’s part of the-“

“Three minutes left!”

“Well, too late to ask him to join us. Well just have to greet the new year without him.” Steph said.

“His lost.” Damian added, keeping a grin to himself.

“One minute!”

“FaceTime?” Dick asked, the family ignoring him as they intently watched the woman on the screen beginning to count down.

Cass watched Dick panic around while the rest of the family continued to watch the television.

She noticed Bruce and Selina signal her to come closer, which she did, the two of them pulling her to sit in between them.

Cass fidgeted a bit, adjusting to the affection.

“Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!”

“Are we really-“

“Five! Four! Three!

Two!

One!

Happy New Year!” The lady announced, hugging her news partner.

“Happy New Year.” The family said in unison, lifting their glasses in sync before everyone took a sip. Of course, a few idiots chugged it down.

Or at least attempted to.

As soon as Jason had chugged half of his champagne, he sputtered about, Babs chuckling in the back while Duke and Steph tried to help him.

“Todd. How dare you waste-“

“Replacement.” He wheezed out, pointing to the screen. “He’s-“ he then began to cough.

Everyone turned to look at the screen wondering what he meant because there on the screen were just couples kissing. Tim wasn’t-

“Well you look at that.” Selina said with a grin.

“Is he serious?” Duke asked, burying his face into his hands.

“Apparently so.” Steph grinned.

There, the farthest corner of the screen was Tim, or rather, Red Robin kissing a girl who wore a hoodie that resembled Red Robin’s. Midnight hair peeled from out of the hood and she wore a red domino mask.

“Did anyone know he was going to do this?” Kate asked. Everyone turned to Alfred.

“Master Tim only told me he was visiting his girlfriend. He never told me he was going to pull this stunt.” Alfred took a sip of his tea. “But we should congratulate the chap. He may not be celebrating with us, but at least he’s celebrating the New Year with someone he loves.”

-How it happened-

Tim was double checking his list, making sure he had everything before heading downstairs.

Despite Dick wanting everyone over at his apartment to spend New Years Eve together, Tim already had plans, plans he had arranged weeks prior.

“Master Tim. Are you heading out?” Alfred asked him, Tim taken aback by Alfred’s...lack of a suit. “Master Tim?”

“Sorry Alfred. It’s just...I’ve never seen you out of a suit so...it suits you.” Was all Tim was able to say. Instead of his tidy and fitted butler suit, Alfred was wearing a very...grandfatherly outfit.

White shirt, gray cardigan, brown jacket and a dark gray pair of slacks. A pair of loafers and a flat cap sealed the deal.

“Well, Miss Marinette gifted me this jacket this Christmas. I thought I would wear it for this occasion. The inner pocket is my favorite detail.”

Alfred showed Tim the inner pocket, the pocket having different swirl embroidery. But upon a closer inspection, each different colored thread was a different family member’s name. Tim’s name was embroidered in a steel blue.

“What a very Marinette thing for her to do.” Tim said with a smile, beaming at her talent. That’s when he remembered about where he was heading. He took out his phone and fought a scowl when he realized he was running behind schedule.

“Judging by your scowl, I’m guessing you’re late to where you’re heading to.”

“I am a bit behind schedule. But I’ll manage.” Tim said, shifting the bag on his shoulder. He didn’t know why, but something told him to say it. “I’m going to New York to meet up with Marinette. We've been planning this for a few months and thought we should meet up for New Year’s Eve. We’ve got a few places in mind and we’re hoping everything-“

“It’s going to be fine.” Alfred assures Tim, not once mentioning his rambling. “Now go. You wouldn’t want to make Miss Marinette wait any longer, now would you?”

Tim nodded, saying goodbye to Alfred and running to catch the nearest cab to get to the nearest bus to take him to New York.

After a two hour trip, Tim stood by an odd mechanism trapped inside an acrylic case.

He wanted to make sure where he was headed before leaving the 42 St Port Authority. After all, he had only been to Times Square a few times in his life.

“Tim!” Marinette called out, Tim looking up from his phone to see Marinette running up to him.

A grin grew on his face as he caught Marinette, twirling her.

“Hey. Aren’t you half an hour early?”

“Maybe you're just late.” Marinette grinned.

Tim sighed at the Into the Spiderverse reference until he noticed her outfit.

She was wearing a red dress, the most obvious piece, but it was her wrap cape that caught his attention. The front piece was red in color while the rest of the cape was black. But it was the hidden accents of gold and the single golden robin crest at the center that intrigued him the most.

“Is that-“

“A Red Robin inspired outfit?” Marinette grinned. “Yes, yes it is. After all,” Marinette leaned over Tim’s ear. “He’s my favorite.” She purred, fighting off a giggle when she saw Tim’s face red from ear to ear.

“We should be on our way.” Tim managed to say, leading Marinette out the building and onto Edge Tower.

—

The duo went on their mini date at Edge Tower, Marinette not surprised when she found out that Tim rented out the entire place for the hour.

Marinette ran up to the edge of the balcony, not believing how high up they were. While Ladybug was able to get up on high places like this with ease, it was a whole different experience as Marinette.

She leaned into the cold air, a smile across her face as the wind blew.

“You’d think you’d get used to things like this.” Tim said, as if reading her mind, leaning against the rail right next to her.

“But no matter how many times you see the same view, it’s always breathtaking.” Marinette replied, turning to face him.

“Just like you are.” Tim enjoyed the way Marinette flushed red, causing him to chuckle. He tucked a loose hair strand behind her ear. “How about we take a picture to remember this?”

And so they did.

—

The thing with it being New Years Eve, all the places were packed, even otherwise empty food courts and the edge of the Hudson River.

After a while, the two ended up heading back to Times Square, a decision they soon regretted.

They ended up being caught in the swarm of people who had been camping in the area for a day...or two...or three…

One of them thought they had already been there and allowed them to slip through and by the time the duo realized that they were being pushed further deeper into the area, it was too late for them to get out. More people started to gather around them, the area packed to the brim with New Yorkers and tourists alike.

Seeing as they were stuck there, Marinette and Tim decided to make the best of it and went along with the crowd, waiting for hours until a few minutes were left before the start of the new year.

“Hey Tim.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m...I’m kinda glad we decided to meet here today.”

“So do I. Although, I do feel guilty for not telling Dick that I wasn’t going to be able accept his invitation to spend the eve with him and the rest of the family.” Tim confessed, Marinette giving his hand a squeeze.

They remained like that for a while before Tim turned to her.

“Marinette, there’s something I have to say.”

“What is it?”

“I just wanted to say, thank you. Thank you for being by my side this year.” He heard someone say that there were three minutes left. He cupped her face between his hands. “Thank you for being part of my life.”

As Tim leaned forward, Marinette stopped him, Tim wondering if he did something wrong. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“Tim. I think you’re forgetting something.” Marinette said, placing a domino mask over his eyes and one on herself. “There. Now the press won’t be bothering you tomorrow.”

“The press? Why-“

“Tim. How did you forget that you're the CEO of Wayne Enterprise? Seriously, how can you forget that?” Marinette huffed.

It was then that the two realized that the crowd had begun to count down.

“Ten! Nine! Eight!”

“Should we pick up where we left off?” Marinette asked, letting out a yelp when Tim brought her closer to him.

“Six! Five ! Four!”

“Let’s.” Tim’s said, leaning forward towards Marinette.

“Two!

One!”

Their lips met.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

#maribat #timari january 2021 #timari #timari month

[that-cheer-up-anon]

Tw: depressive thoughts, tw: suicidal thoughts, cw: swearing

holy shit this week sucks and it's only Tuesday.

My insomnia ony lets me have 2 hour bursts of sleep, and I woke up at 5:40am from a nightmare involving my parents and my body started panicking. When I would try to go back to sleep it would just remember the dream and shock me back awake. I did manage to fall back asleep eventually, but then I had a nightmare involving the LDS church and my siblings that I escaped with from my parents. So obviously I am not handling my life situation well.

Oh yeah and my period a few days ago, so already not good, but I watched a video just now about cutting your family off and the holiday season, and I finally started crying. Like, actual sobbing w sharp audible inhales, w a heaving and tight chest.

I currently have a headache from crying. I've been swinging between crying and dissociating.

It's just. WOW MY LIFE REALLY SUCKS RIGHT NOW!!!

Like everything w the Homeless Incident and it affecting my family relationships and friendships, and my personal livelihood, being homeless, broke, jobless, realising I have CPTSD AND ADHD on top of my depression and anxiety, having to parent myself and learn how to become a functional adult, having to distance myself from people – even ones I care about – to protect myself, having to learn and navigate around my triggers

I'M TIRED! I'M SICK OF IT! I'M SO STRESSED! ALL THE FUCKING TIME! And I KNOW I need to reduce my stress bc getting shingles at 23, and having panic attacks so bad you call an ambulance is not normal, BUT HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT IN MY CURRENT LIFE SITUATION?!

My government support pay was cut off beginning of December, and half of that last payment is going to my ultrasound this week, my concession status has been repealed making my meds and public transport more expensive for me, I have no job or source of income, I'm dealing w the mental and emotional stress of this being my first birthday and Christmas since cutting off my parents and have been pre-emptively anxious

I don't want to have to deal with this any more. I just want to be safe, and comfortable, and independent, and happy!!!!

Last week there was a suicidal woman crying and shouting about how suicidal she was. It triggered me, but I dealt w it and called emergency services so someone could find and help her.

Now I'm usually pretty good w dealing w suicidal thoughts, I pride myself on it, but sometimes... It's not easy. This week, month, YEAR, has not been easy for me. Last week was one of the few times where I just let myself give into it. Like. It's pretty hard not to when you're homeless, broke, and unemployed, and then your government support gets cut. One of the first genuine times I just. Wanted it to end.

I'm not going to do that, of course, bc I have to keep my personal promise of not actively self harming or committing suicide until I'm 25, and then extend that by another 5 years, and keep going until I no longer need to use it as a coping mechanism. I also am not allowed to die before I fully see Across the Spiderverse. I also don't want to die before I get to explore and get to know myself and who I am. I also don't want to deprive this world of a fucking incredible, smart, sexy, funny, kind, and sensitive person like me.

I'm so tired of having to learn and discover all these upsetting and messed up things about myself, and try to untangle and unlearn and compensate. I'm tired of being hypervigilant. I'm tired if my instincts being right but not being sure if I can trust them, even though they're always right, but only in upsetting circumstances.

I want peaceful, restorative, healing sleep. I want to be emotionally, mentally, and physically safe. I want to have my own place where I can feel and be free to be and explore myself. I want to be financially secure and be able to afford the things I need AND want.

I am so tired and stressed. I don't know how I've managed to hold myself together so far. I feel like an utter wreck of a person. I am so tired of being strong and I never want to have to be resilient ever again.

But I do know that I have friends, and also supportive family members. I also know that I am fucking strong and vulnerable, but that vulnerability doesn't make me weak.

#Ella life #Ella thoughts #tw: depressive thoughts #tw: suicidal thoughts #I know I'm strong and I know I'm in a vulnerable position #I just need to try my best to work myself into a less vulnerable position where I can't be easily manipulated or abused #and then I can really start to explore who I am and experience life and catch up on missed time and experiences #I want to be there already so bad #I deserve a break #I am so tired of being strong and resilient. Just give me a soft landing of respite #I am so tired of holding myself together.

[id-rather-be-an-outsider]

Sunflower Dreams | pt I

Aaron Davis (Spiderverse) x Reader

word count: 1757 (or about that, I made some tweaks after I copy pasted it here so uh.... rough guestimate?)

summary: when young and educated y/n’s given the opportunity of a lifetime, she plans accordingly. her life is finally starting to be perfect, until suddenly, it’s not anymore. her friendly neighborhood bachelor, Aaron Davis, helps her pick up the pieces, as she unknowingly makes him see that there’s more to life than being a villain.

a/n: I decided to write this story bc Aaron Davis gets no love, which is crazy to me, and because I had a little idea cooking up in my head that I thought would be a good story. I took a lot of inspiration for the protagonist from my own life, but you’re only gonna hear slivers of it for now. I have no idea how many chapters this is gonna be, but like. I hope someone enjoys this, bc I know I will enjoy writing it. also. I wrote this story from my perspective, so when I imagine the reader, I envision her as kinda ambiguous in the ethnic department (I’m mixed but white-presenting), but she can be whatever ya’ll want her to be. lightskin, darkskin, anything. okay. Imma let ya’ll read now haha jk I also gotta say, HELL YEA I USED TREVANTE RHODES AS MY PERSONAL FANCAST FOR AARON DAVIS, THAT MAN IS FWOINE AIN’T NOBODY FINNA TELL ME ANY DIFFERENT FUCK OUTTA HERE

    I didn’t make a big deal about moving to New York to pursue my Masters. Already had my Bachelors in Business Administration with a minor in Fine Arts, just got my Bachelors in Education, and now I was ready to chase after my Masters. It only made sense to take the opportunity. How often are you gonna be offered a full ride in exchange for opening your own business in Brooklyn upon graduation, with the funding necessary to do so? Once it took off, I’d return to Tacoma and pay the city my gratitude for making me who I was.

     As I was saying, it was a quiet departure. Thank God I’m a minimalist, otherwise I would’ve had a LOT more items to bring with me. My boyfriend and I packed all my belongings and made the trek across the US after saying goodbye to my family and friends. He was driving. We held hands all the way there. Sometimes speaking, sometimes not.

     When we got to my new home, I already had a parcel of mail waiting for me from my university. After we took up the first load, we sat down on my empty floor and opened it. It welcomed me home and had a map, coffee shops and fun places circled for me to go visit. It was sweet.

     By noon we had everything in my unit thanks to a friendly neighbor named Aaron Davis and his nephew, a funny kiddo named Miles who reminded me of why I came to New York in the first place, and by the evening we had everything unpacked. We walked to a Starbucks and had coffee and sandwiches, now sitting on my bed with our stomachs full. The window was open, the faint beeps and honks of traffic coming from far below.

     We curled up into each other. “I fucking hate this,” I said. “It’s not fair.”

     “I know. I do too. And you know I would stay here with you if I could, but I’m still having no luck finding a job here.”

     “Fuck finding a job, I’ll be the breadwinner of the family,” I laughed, even though I was serious. He knew I was.

     “I can’t burden you like that financially. I promise, as soon as I land an interview, you’re gonna be the first to know. And as soon as I get hired, I’m showing up on your doorstep.” He kissed my forehead. “I don’t say it near enough, but I love you, and I’m so proud of you.”

     “I love you too. And thank you. It’s like, my entire life is falling perfectly into place, all but- well- except for you.”

     “We’ll get there, I promise. For now, just finesse every man or woman here who will buy you dinner, and try to have fun.” He rubbed my back, continuing, “You’ve never dated anyone but me, so... take it as your opportunity to learn about what you like, and once we’re together again, we can find a way to fit any new and quirky tastes you find you have into the relationship. But-“ His hand moved down quick and slapped my ass, squeezing it and illiciting an ‘ow’ of protest from me- “This is still mine, so no fucking, or else I’ll be doing more beating than just beating that pussy up.”

     I laughed and said, “You fuckin’ freak.”

     “Yea, but you like that shit.” He said confidently.

     “Shut the fuck up, why you gotta be so loud about what we do when the window’s open?” I gave him a light punch, then whispered in his ear, “But aye, like, I won’t deny it.”

     “Good, because that would’ve been real awkward after I’ve been in them guts for four years straight.” Then he lowered his voice. “Speaking of which, I’m trynna be in them once more tonight and tomorrow morning.”

     “I dOn’T hAvE aS HiGh Of A sEx dRiVe As YoU!” I mocked him in my best Spongebob voice. “Always lyin for why?”

     He pulled me on top of him and kissed me, his way of telling me to shut up nicely. “Shhhh, I’m just trynna make the most of the time we have left before I have to go back to Tacoma.”

     “But you don’t have to go,” I said, “You can stay here-“

     He cut me off with a series of kisses, “I already-“ “-bought-“ “-the tickets-“ “-so I actually do kinda have to.” He wrapped his arms around me, petting my hair. He always said I had the softest curls he’d ever touched.

     “I just wish you could stay,” I whispered. “We’ve already made it through so much, each of us on our own and then together, I just-“ I cut myself off. The tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over. “-I just-“

     “Baby, say it. If your overthinker brain is gonna torture you with this, I wanna hear it so I can put those thoughts to rest.”

     “I just keep thinking that something’s gonna happen to you and I’m gonna lose you. The very idea of that terrifies me, and makes me want to weep-“ I go cross eyed as I watch a tear fall from my eye and trail down my nose- “-because I don’t know how to live without you. And I mean that in a couple ways.”

     “Well... I’m not leaving you forever. I’m coming back here as soon as possible, I’m gonna talk to you on Discord every chance I get, I’m gonna call you every day,  and I’m gonna go to sleep every night dreaming that I’m here with you. For all we know, I could be coming back here in less than a month.” He tilted my chin up to look in my eyes. “Even if I’m not physically present, I’m always gonna be here. You’re never alone.”

     “I love you.”

     “I love you too.”

     In the morning, we slept in late and cuddled until he absolutely had to get up. We both hopped in the shower and he put on his airport clothes while I pulled on a pale, lemon yellow sweatsuit with a white gold chain to match. Gotta let these hoes know, I outdress them even on my bummy days.

     The ride to the airport was a back and forth between us kissing at red lights and screaming out different lyrics from XXXTentacion, Post Malone, JUICE WRLD and whoever the hell else we felt like listening to as we drove, much like we did since the beginning of our relationship.

     When we got there, we took our time saying goodbye since he didn’t have to stress too much about baggage check. We said we loved each other, once I couldn’t see him anymore I called him and we talked while I drove back to my new home and he waited for his flight, and then he was called to board so we got off the phone, but not before he promised me that he would call me as soon as he landed.

     When I got home, I stopped by the mailbox to see if I had anymore mail and simultaneously checked my Instagram, seeing a flurry of notifications. Suddenly, his mom called me.

     “Hi mom, what’s up? Are you okay?” I said as I scrolled through my Instagram, trying to make sense of all the digital confusion.

     She sniffled.

     “Mom, what happened?”

     “Check the news, babygirl... have you not seen it yet?”

     “Uh, no, I haven’t, but I’ll check it out right now,” I said, putting her on speakerphone.

     She started sobbing, saying “I’m so sorry, baby, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have called you like this, but I wanted to be the one to tell you.”

     And that’s when I saw my worst fears in a news article:

NYC - Sea Bound Plane Crashes, No Survivors

A horrific accident has happened today, and experts are still struggling to find out how - a plane headed to Seattle malfunctioned mid-flight, claiming the lives of everyone on board. Many of the victims have already been identified by their families, not by looks, but by the identification on their bodies at the time of the incident. Below this article are photos of the bodies. If you think you can identify one of them, contact...

     I couldn’t finish reading. I scrolled and saw the bodies, all of them mangled and torn apart, almost unrecognizable as humans. Hearing his mom say ‘he’s dead’ over and over again as I stared at the pictures made me lose my stomach.

     Up came all of my breakfast, and whatever Starbucks I hadn’t yet digested from the night before.

     “Mama, I love you, but I have to call you back later-“ a pause as I threw up again. “I’m physically sick. I’m so sorry,” I sobbed the last sentence, and after hearing a teary goodbye from the other end, hung up. I’d dropped my mail the first time and only now noticed that it was covered in my mess. I didn’t care. I started crying, which was a mistake, because it only made me throw up more, this time nothing but bile.

     “Hey, are you okay?” I whipped around, facing Aaron Davis, the friendly man from the day before.

     “I- I’m sick.” I said, and immediately burst into tears. “Please help me.” Those three words rarely ever left my mouth, but even I know when I can’t do something on my own. He put his keys in his pocket and reached out to me.

     Mere minutes later, I was in my unit, crouched over the toilet, heaving. Aaron had guided me there, holding my hair out of my face as I continued to puke. He called management and told them what happened, and he told me they were already cleaning it up.

     “Listen... I know it’s not my place to say anything, seeing as I’m just your neighbor, but...” He rubbed the back of his neck as he was crouched beside me. “I overheard the phone call. And I overheard the conversation you had with your boyfriend last night. He loved you.”

     “I know he did.” I said, because it was true.

     “I just... look, if you need anything, I’m here. I know you‘re hurting a lot right now, and I know you may want nothing but for everyone to leave you alone, especially the new dude who isn’t minding his business, but if you need anything, I’m here. And Imma check up on you. You’re not alone. You’re never alone.”

     I laughed, but it held no real warmth. “He said that last part to me yesterday night.”

     “He was right. And still is.”

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