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isagrimorie · 1 month ago
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Watched Doctor Strange to piece together the Infinity/Cosmic Beings stories, and Michael Waldron didn't just screw over Wanda, he also screwed over Strange and Mordo.
The sequel hook for Mordo is fascinating, but Waldron Batman v Superman'd Dr Strange 2 aka he leapt over a true sequel for Doctor Strange all because he was enamored with the idea of using Wanda as the main villain.
Originally, Wanda wasn't going to be the main villain of the movie.
Anyway, it's a good idea familiarizing myself with the sorcerer's source of powers, which are harnessed from other dimensions.
Witches', on the other hand, get their magic from themselves.
I don't quite dislike Sorcerers now that I've rewatched Doctor Strange, but I still see the power imbalance between how a Sorcerer is treated and how witches are treated in the MCU-verse. Sorcerers have ancient temples and sacred duties.
Witches are hunted down and killed. They're not given any time to or a safe space to build their cultures and societies.
Witches are, to quote Davina from the Originals, born with blood on their hands. Blood spilled because they're hunted, and blood spilled to survive.
Watching the individual movies again just reinforces my dislike of the Avengers movies because of how they derail character arcs of each main character.
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crystal-bytes · 2 years ago
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GIFTOBER 2023
DAY THIRTY-ONE: FREE CHOICE
A timeline of DONALD GLOVER and MILES MORAELS
Spider-Man 3 (2007) / The Amazing Spider-Man (2012) / Donald Glover: Weirdo (2012) / Community 2x01 "Anthropology 101" (2010) / Ultimate Fallout #4 (2011) / "Not Going Back" Live Performance (2011) / Ultimate Spider-Man 3x11 "The Spider-Verse: Part Three" (2015) / Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017) / Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018) / Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)
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giulscomix · 3 days ago
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I missed drawing my favorite "tarantula man", I can't wait for Beyond to come out in 2027!🕷️💕
I had to do this fanart since I watched that silly duck movie Migration, and there was that hug scene between the ducklings that inspired me 🤣
"My man needs many hugs from the Spiderlings!"..this scenario won't probably never happen between them after ATSV events, but a fangirl can dream!!
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xxplastic-cubexx · 9 months ago
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GORGEOUS DRAWING OMG YOU'RE SO TALENTED MATE!!!
We need more Magneto protecting his Charles with all his will>>>>>
thank you much my friend !!!!!!!!! might i offer you a small gift..
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and a bonus. if you will.
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squids-comics · 2 years ago
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lethargicmarigold · 8 months ago
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spidey sketch page ❤️💙❤️💙‼️
and closeups ^_^
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bellestalesoffiction · 22 days ago
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Got Milk? - Steve Rogers x mom!Reader
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Summary: It's late at night and your neighbor is the only one that you know will help. He also happens to be Captain America
Warnings: fluff, mom!reader, female presenting reader, use of Y/N, named child, parental exhaust, past trauma, allusion to mental abuse/gaslighting by ex
A/N: This is unedited on my phone, 5 minute ficlet written in between answering phones at work when I should be doing my job. Also sorry if I miss any triggers, this is my first post like this in i think almost 2 years since Reassurance and Cuddles 😅 feedback appreciated
Divider by @firefly-graphics
Got Time?
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A frantic knock at his door had Steve jumping in his reading spot. He had been so engrossed in his newspaper that he didn't hear anyone approaching, rising from his spot the knock sounds again. He approached the door carefully, tension tightening when he picks up on the sniffling and whining of a child.
Cautiously, looking through the peephole, his body instantly relaxes entirely seeing his neighbor, Y/N, and her little boy in her arms, Alex.
"Hey, whats wrong?" He opened the door, taking in their state immediately. Y/N looked exhausted and ready to cry, tears brimming her eyes, a few betraying her already had escaped down her cheek. Little Alex, just a few weeks over a year old, curled into his mother whining and gripping at her shirt sniffling.
"I am so so sorry to bother you, Steve" Y/N started out, taking a shakey breath mid scentence, voice trembling sentence, "I-i just got off work, the sitter, Mrs. Derek's granddaughter drank the last of the whole milk with dinner and didn't say anything until I got home, a and Alex keeps waking up and won't go down, you wouldn't be able to spare a cup with the shops closed?" Y/N's voice drifted between exhausted anger and pure defeat as she looked up at him gripping her child arms shakey and tense.
Steve glanced at the digital clock in his stove. 12:43 glared back at him, he didn't realize it was that late at all.
"Of course, come in. Give me just a moment" he watched as she shyly stepped in, trying to make herself small, holding out the spill proof cup for Steve to fill, doing her best to soothe whatever was making Alex so upset.
Steve watched, his heart clenching for a moment, taking the cup and hurriedly filling it, wanting to help and make his little buddy feel better. He toke a moment to softly coax Alex, finger brushing softly against his cheek, standing behind Y/N so the little boy could see him clearly. Gently, Steve watched as the little guy lifted his head from hiding and offered him the cup, "hey buddy, need a drink?"
Alex whined lip trembling, wet spots on his mother's work vest from his tears, moved to grab his cup hugging it to his tiny body while rubbing at his face watching Steve as his little body slowly started to calm down, recognizing his 2 favorite people. Y/N let out a small breath of relief as her son's whimpers died down and he started to drink and soothe himself. Her shoulders sagged, arms shifting to continue holding up her son's growing weight.
"Here, why don't I take him for a moment and we can sit on the couch and get you off your feet?" Steve offered softly, keeping his voice low and calm. He had Y/N and Alex over plenty of times before, dinner, neighborly chats and even watched him for a bit when a sitter quit last minute and she had to run into work due to demanding shift managers threatening her job. Y/N looked up at him, tearing up again slightly, face flushed, and nods slowly, turning towards his living room still hugging Alex close, who was much calmer now and drinking the cool milk in his cup to soothe him.
Steve followed, hand resting on the small of her back in a guiding manner, concerned for both of them, having known them long enough that whatever had happened recently was enough to startle them both and it was more than just lack of sleep and milk.
Once seated on the couch, Steve grabbed a blanket and set it over Y/N's lap gently, moving to sit himself, holding out his hands for Alex, smiling softly. Alex, hugging his cup in one arm, reached out to Steve as well, babbling and cooing softly, sniffling slightly.
Y/N hesitated, but handed her baby boy over trying not to let the butterflies in her stomach come out to play seeing this man, their neighbor, be so soft and caring with her little boy. If only his father was that way, she thought, but no, she had to fall for the tricks of a man less than kind.
Alex's father had been a very handsome man, one that once made her feel secure and protected, but also talked down to her and made her feel like she needed to earn his love. He had slowly changed her view of her world, isolated from all her friends, family and those that had told her there was something off with him, waving those comments off stating they were jealous or couldnt see how he loved her. He had convinced her to move in with him, before suddenly getting a great opportunity in his carreer stating they had no choice but to move to Washington DC. A month later, with no support system, she had showed him a positive pregnancy test and he chose to blame her and leave her for his young secretary who wasn't trying to 'trap' him or force him to be what he wasnt, when he had been the one to for go protection.
This story Steve had heard few couple times when he had offered assistance. Y/N's story was always one that made his blood boil.
Steve had noticed how amazing Y/N is the more he got to know her. Living next door for the last 6 months, watching her struggle as her baby turned into a toddler, little Alex growing from 6 months old to a whole year. When Alex's birthday came around, Steve was sure to drop off a little cupcake and a gift, having felt bad that they had no one else to rely on. Y/Ns family had never responded when she tried to reach back out and same with friends. She had co-workers, sure, but Steve was pretty sure in the way she tried to hide in on herself most days, he was her only friend.
He wanted to be so much more to her and to Alex, and it seemed like Alex wanted that too with the way he settled right into Steve's elbow, drinking from his cup and his eyes drooping shut slowly, finally feeling calm enough to sleep.
Y/N watched Steve and Alex quietly, wiping away tears from another rough shift between the corner shop she worked at during the day to pay rent and the grocery stocking she worked in the evenings to buy food and keep Alex fed. She had gotten it from both managers for being half asleep durring her shifts, neither knowing that she had stayed up 2 nights in a row with teething pains and nightmares after Alex's father had shown up, drunk. He had been beating on her door, screaming at them making Alex cry in fear. She hadn't told Steve it had happened because she was scared to involve him in her toxic ex and his hot and cold attitude with their son. Scared that Steve would eventually see them in the same light, something not worth fighting for.
A sad soft tired smile graced her lips seeing Alex fully resting against the man that was there for them and that had helped so much more than their blood. A man that had been there and celebrated his 1st birthday with them, that had taken photos with and of them for a scrap book. A man that Y/N had a secret crush on, but would never admit because why ruin a good thing with messy relationship stuff when there was no one else around, especially because she thought she wasn't worth the trouble.
Little did she know, the super solider sitting across the sofa from her was thinking the exact opposite. Thinking they were exactly what he wanted to come home to, wondering how exactly to ask her over for dinner to discuss them and wanting to be apart of their family. Steve decided, that night in his apartment, baby asleep on his chest, hand reaching out towards Y/N, they were worth every battle.
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respondedinkind · 2 years ago
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Plotted starter for @mehrere-musen | MCU Verse
When Ka'anh awakes, the first thing he sees is a planet, filled with blue and greens and browns, clouds scattered along the surface. He also realizes that the whole of his shuttle seems to be offline; No lights are on besides the dull red hue of what indicates an emergency situation. He hurts, badly so, and groans out in pain as he tries to get back onto his feet, tries to---
The shuttle's pulled toward the planet, he realizes, just as he tries to reach a few buttons with his bloody fingers. He can't even stand, he just lies there, with his upper half resting against the seat, arm outstretched in an attempt to fix what could be broken. Ka'anh hisses, bares his teeth, grunts as another wave of pain pushes through him while he tries to stand again - but then the shuttle shakes; Gravitation has finally wrapped itself around his vessel in full, and now the descent upon the foreign planet is sped up with each second that passes.
This will become a hell of a ride, he knows. There's nothing he can do besides holding onto something, pushing himself against a nearby wall, away from anything that could fall down onto him as the shuttle proceeds to fly through the thick atmosphere. It's probably getting too hot as well, with all the shields being offline, unable to protect the shell from the rough treatment of the sudden friction it receives.
The fall itself sends a stomach tumbling and Ka'anh grits his teeth, squeezes his eyes shut, hoping that it will soon be over and that he will survive the impact thats about to come.
He doesn't want to die like this. Not after having managed to flee from his own planet, then getting sucked into what had looked like an opening within the Universe itself, just to be thrown down onto another world he's unfamilair with---
He's afraid, that's the last thing he feels before everything becomes dark and his senses vanish from existence, together with his consciousness.
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When he awakes again, he's unsure if he's even alive, still.
He's lying on his stomach, outside of his shuttle, with his face buried in dry soil; With every intake of air he inhales some of it, which causes Ka'anh to cough and gasp for oxygen, so he does, almost dry-heaving from the pain it causes him.
He blinks, lifts his head somewhat and looks at a blurry picture in front of him - a mass of gray, perhaps it's his shuttle, parts of it burning and smoke rising into the air. He cannot see clearly, he doesn't hear much, and the pain he's in is excruciating. He's surely broken his right leg, his hip even, because he cannot feel it - his rattling breath tells him at least one broken rip has broken the tissue of his lung, and judged by how dizzy he feels, he must be suffering from what could be a rather serious brain-injury.
But, Ka'anh's alive. he's still here, even though he's just crashed down onto this foreign planet.
A grunt leaves him and he closes his eyes, then inhales as much as he can before he tries to push himself up onto all-fours. There's blood soaked into the dirt beneath him and one of his arms is definitely broken, next to the right leg that won't cooperate... but somehow he keeps himself in this all-fours-position, swallowing down the taste of copper and nausea he feels.
Fuck. Fuck - he needs to get to his shuttle, find the medkit in there---...
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melonlthawne · 3 months ago
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what a MENACE. eating a sandwich while someone gets shot! Original image below
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helloitsshenart · 1 year ago
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Throwback to spiderverse? Older art from when I first watched Spiderverse 2 - Miguel O'Hara
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Character belongs to the Marvel universe/MCU, art is original to me. Please do not repost, trace, copy, or otherwise use my art without permission AND credit.
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guardianjameslight · 9 months ago
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People should learn at this point that just because the trailer is comedic doesn't mean the movie/show itself won't be emotional.
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lovebeatriceplz · 7 months ago
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I just know he holds the pen with like his entire hand
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squids-comics · 2 years ago
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I take back everything I said about Savage Land Spider-Man, Spiders-Man definitely has the most traumatic backstory.
From: Vault of Spiders #2
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urdreamydoodles · 3 months ago
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WELCOME!
Requests are open —
MASTERLIST HERE
RULES —
Down below . . .
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Fandoms I write for . . .
Marvel Comics
Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU)
Marvel Animated
Spider-Verse (Both movies)
Dc Comics
Dc Live Action
MORE TO COME . . .
Dc Animated
I write for almost every character in these fandoms, even the most niche ones...so don't worry.
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I write absolutely everything (angst, fluff, smut), here's what I refuse to write . . .
Anything based on hate (racism, homophobia, ...)
Smut with underage characters
Animal cruelty
Self-Harm or suicide
Incest
Canon x canon (I only write "x reader")
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When making a request, specify what you want . . . Ex:
A one shot + the theme (angst, fluff, smut with plot or not, ... & your plot idea)
Headcanons (And what characters, at least two)
A multiple parts fanfic (I'm very picky about this, considering it takes me time)
What gender is the Reader (Female, male, neutral, ...) The physical description of the Reader will always remain vague unless you want something specific about their physique.
Just so you know, my favorite type is one-shots. I always write one-shots faster.
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I think I should thank this community for everything you've given me! Seeing that you like my work so much makes me so happy...thank you for being here. Your comments are what makes me happiest ♡
AND REMEMBER...HAVE FUN!
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sah1x1s-archived · 6 months ago
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Multi-Muse
Novella || Multi-Para || Canon & OC || Multi-Verse || Multi-Ship
30 || CST || NSFW
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Muses and plots that span various media, such as films, literature, video games, mythology, and with the power of imagination.
With a touch of canon and a sprinkle of OCs, this blog might have just what you've been looking for!
Write with someone who's been in the RPC for about 17 years without the drama of the past 17 years! 😂
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{Memes} {Rules} {Muses}
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- Penned by Sah. ᴰᶦˢᶜᵒʳᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗ.
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ᴾʳᵒᵐᵒ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ @etherealxmuses ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᴶᵃˢᵐᵃⁿᵈᵉʳ
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misquoted-chronicles · 8 months ago
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*At a club, music pulsing in the background*
Miguel: *lounging in his seat* Miguel: *pulls Y/n onto his lap* Come here, hermosa. Get cozy.
Y/n: *smiling* Aww, this is cute! I love it.
Miguel: *wrapping arms around Y/n's waist* Yeah? You like being here with me?
Y/n: Absolutely.
*Across the room, a guy eyes Y/n, lingering just a bit too long*
Miguel: *glancing over, narrowing eyes, silent glare directed at the guy*
Y/n: *noticing Miguel’s change in demeanor* Hey, what’s wrong? You look a little intense.
Miguel: *forcing a smile* Nothing at all. Just enjoying the view.
Y/n: Well, I’m glad I’m part of that view. *snuggles closer, unaware of the protective stance*
Miguel: *murmurs softly, still focused on the guy* Yeah, you’re definitely mine.
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