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"Accept defeat..."

"...Yeah...I knew this is a waste of time."

*smirks* "Good," *steps forward* "Your fire...it's intoxicating."

"Not gonna lie, though; Marlun, is it? I couldn't remember the name 'coz that lanky dork always said not to concern myself with something so...basic," *exhausted grin*

"YOU DARE MOCKED THE GREAT HUNTER MORLUN?! YOU!? A MERE MORTAL?!" *growling* "I WILL FEAST ON YOU TILL THE BRINK OF DEATH, BUT I WILL NOT LET YOU HAVE THE SATISFACTION. I WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE SO I CAN EAT YOU SLOWLY TILL THE END OF TIME IF I HAVE TO!"

"Look, dude. I'm not against a little cunnilingus or whatever you may be into," *groans* *trying to straighten himself with a smirk* "But here's the Thing--"

*Ben comes in like a Krogan airdrop on top of Morlun* "IT'S CLOBBERLIN' TIME!!"

*Peter lands on a nearby post* "Hah! Take that Logan!"

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...Deep down, he knows, that the form he takes; that it takes, was borne of a desire to connect. Connect with a father that he thought once dead, now lost to evil and becoming his greatest foe.

The desire to connect with Richard Parker, or Doctor Octopus, or Neo Red Skull, birthed this monstrous form the Symbiote morped them into...

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"So, uh...how ya doin?"

"..."

"I guess you heard the news. And I thought--"

"You two are going to ruin my firm."

- Peter and Matt, on some random rooftop, after Wade took a vacation in NYC.

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“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster”

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Gambit in my stories lost one of his eyes to his mother because it resembled a gemstone which she sold it and took the money before leaving him to die in the Bayou

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Notable Associates:

Sir Franklin Storm Lady Mary Storm Alexander Pierce Nathaniel Richards II Mary Fitzpatrick-Parker Howard Stark Ophelia Sarkissian Sergei Kravinoff Sharon Carter Bolivar Trask Norman Osborn Nathaniel Essex Francine Li Sarah Kinney Emmanuel Da Costa Henry Pym Valentina Allegra de Fontaine Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross The Hand William Stryker Nicholas J. Fury Abraham Erskine Michael Morbius

Legacy-Verse - dummiE3M - Daredevil (TV), Fantastic Four, Fantastic Four (Comicverse), Hawkeye (TV 2021), Marvel (Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Namor the Sub-Mariner (Comics), Spider-Gwen (Comics), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), The Punisher (TV 2017), X-Men - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

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“Exceptional! Such a beautiful woman you’ve grown up to be! Victor is such a lucky man!” “Mother,” the pronunciation itself almost physically pained her, “I would like to ask you not to say such a thing, not here alone, and certainly not to anyone; Victor and I are nothing but good friends. Besides, I have a boyfriend—” “The one who was at God knows where?!” Mary Storm cut in with a scoff as well as a condescending glare directed at her daughter as if looking at a clueless child, “The one who wasn’t at your side while you were dying?!” “You don’t know him!” “Oh, dear, I know him plenty from your rascal of a brother,” Mary countered almost immediately with a snide remark towards her son, “An orphan? A nobody whom you fished out of the gutter? Truly? I thought only Jonathan was capable of such a low standard in people he would surround himself with.” The revelation shocked her to the core, but not only from the insults her mother just rained upon Peter’s name, it was also the fact that they came from Jonathan’s account. “I swear to God, Susan, it was as if you were intentionally picking a dunce just to spite me and taint the family’s name.” Mary’s grip on her arms tightened, and Susan couldn’t help but let out a whimper at the pain.

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Nobody:

Absolutely no one:

Jess: “…Are you my mailman? Please tell me I have an overdue delivery of a forty-five round to my head.”

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"Hey, DD! Catch these Hands!"

- Peter Benjamin Parker to Matt Murdock while fighting the Hand ninjas on some random rooftop in NYC, 2025

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Spidey just swooped in and took him to a hospital off-screen, guys, he's al--

he's alive. he's in witness protection. he's alive and nelson murdock and page will be back. they saved him in the ambulance. matt and foggy get dinner every weekend and call every day. he's alive. he's al

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Foggy's death was not exactly a cheap shot; it's to show that, in New York City, even with numbers of vigilantes around, sudden and unprecedented deaths can still happened.

Superheroes can't be everywhere despite how amazing they are, there will be the people they failed to save.

What makes them heroes was that, despite the downs they will find the courage to get back up and keep on hoping to see a better day.

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<<HC>>

DD: "It must be amazing, moving fast around the city like that, swinging on webs. She's lucky to have you."

SM: "...Yeah..."

DD: "Huh?"

SM: "Sometimes, Mister Devil, I was just a bit too late, and..."

*In front of Josie's*

SM: "No..."

SM: "Miss Page?! What...oh god..."

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Side note: Deborah Ann Woll played the fuck outta that first scene; I can feel everything

A m a z i n g

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WTH was Spidey?! Foggy would at least made it to the hospital on webs instead 🥲🥲🥲

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“Aside from spying on me, you mean,” Norman cut in, face still harboring a grin, but his eyes turned cold and calculated, boring their penetrating glare into her. “It’s not an acceptable thing to be doing, especially for one relying on a university’s scholarship such as yourself, Miss Stacy.” The words made her stop, and Gwen slowly turned towards the red-haired man who managed to instill an inexplicable dread and revulsion by the cloak-and-dagger nature he often operates in, as well as the recount she’d heard from her boyfriend about his maniacal counterpart from another reality. “A scholarship that, I might add, relies heavily on OSCORP’s charitable donation for years now.” He drums his fingers onto the table’s surface in a rousing rhythm, harboring a triumphant grin on his face, then, he motioned for the seat where she’d just get out of “Maybe we can discuss the terms of conditions where I would not withdraw that donation in the near future? What do you say?”

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Soul-s-Sword

With a desperate swing, Magik brought down the armament that she had forged through nightmares and endless pain, the cracked and damaged plane of the Soulsword whistling its demonic screeches along the path of the blade.

It contacted the being but Illyana felt a sharp, deafening pain shooting through her whole being, body and soul, as the energy blade shattered into millions of shards exploding with its potent Limbo energy that sounded a thunderous boom through the battlefield.

She sees the world in slow motion as she was being blasted away from the monster;

Her brother, tall and solid in his Steelform, rushed in with a primal roar.

Storm cried thunderously as a bolt of lightning flashed down from the heavens onto the indestructible evil.

A beam of crimson bathed the scene in its reddish glow.

Iceman summoned a snowstorm.

And then her scenery changed for a blink of an eye to a landscape almost identical to the waste of Limbo she'd grown accustomed to in her childhood, her nose filled with intense sulfuric fumes. it changed again, and the sight before her gripped its icy claws around her heart.

Kitty, battered and bleeding, crying because of her.

She hates it.

Hating the fact that out of all people, she's the one who made her cry.

In her attempt to word a simple chide, she felt her lips dried and cracked.

Her hand that was reaching towards the lovely brunette shrunken and wasting away at a raid rate.

In her numb sensation, she felt a searing hot tear dropped onto her cheek, and felt her dying body gathered into the petite woman, held tight like she is the most precious thing.

Regrets filling her dying heart, of the word she'd never dared to say.

Her, the Queen of Limbo, Soveriegn of Otherplace, Sorceress Supreme of the Pandemonium, was too afraid to say a simple confession to a girl who can phase through solid matter like a ghost.

I love you...

She felt Kitty's forehead pressed against hers as the brunette's arms tightening even further, almost crushing the last breath out of her lungs.

Then, like two dying star colliding into one another, conglemorating their existences with each other, a surge of pure power rushed through her body and her right hand gripping a handle with instinctive response.

The Soulsword, forged anew, binding two souls intertwined, coiling them into a searing-hot beam of energy shotting out of Illyana's fist, splitting the dark clouds and allowing the Sun to shine it's light onto them as if giving a new life to the world of darkness.

Magik, resurrected, wielding the sword made of entangled souls, announced her return and triumphant with a powerful roar before a stepping-disc would materialized her and the Souls-Sword to the monster's behind.

And Illyana Rasputin swung down with a newfound might, ending the nightmare.

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She hums along as his breathing becomes steady. She paused for a while, unsure of the underlying implications even if her audience of one might not even understand all of it.

Eventually, Felicia found the courage to push forward, embracing it with her beating heart.

Dans le bleu de l'immensité

(In the blue of all immensity)

Dans le ciel, plus de problèmes

(In the sky, no more problems)

Mon…amour, crois-tu que…nous nous aimons ?

(My…love, do you think…we love each other?)

Dieu réunit…ceux qui s'aiment

(God brings together…those who love each other)

She whispered the last note with a quenching in her heart, her hold on the man in her arms tightened, yet it seemed to not be a bother at all as he had already fallen asleep with a slightly less frown on his forehead. “Bonne nuit, mon Araignée…” she whispered into his scalp, nesting her face there as she closed her eyes, unsure of what tomorrow would bring.