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「 MASTERLIST OF MEMES. ⋮  @spidrwcb  」⋮

「   →  ❝  who did this to you?  ❞ 」

in truth, jessica hardly remembers. the entire ordeal proceeded like a blazing wildfire   ──  the paranoia in her chest with each pair of eyes shifted in her direction  ──  jessica led them astray. just to see. ( it’s not good to fixate. logically she knows this. rationally she knows this. but if her guard should fall ── her family might be harmed.  or members of the spiderverse. or  ── or she could be replaced again. and no one would notice. no one would realize ───  )

it’s the memories, daggers in her mind, which sever her hold on reality. one moment, she’s all there. the next ─── a blinding flash of bio-electric green. dead.            d e a d . she’d been careless. she should have interrogated her suspect. she should have stuck to her avengers protocol  ───  no killing. but she’s always been a rogue in and of her own right, hasn’t she? a renegade. why should this be any different? 

❝   ───  i don’t know.   ❞ 

at least it’s an honest answer. they’re few and far between to come by these days. jessica recalls little but the sense of endangerment ──  the pulsating of attraction pheromones from her glands, luring suspicious personnel towards her. and then. all hell broke loose. had they even managed to touch her? or does the blood which paints her skin a red shade darker than her suit belong not to jessica, herself, but to the unfortunate souls who dared cross her path? who dared regard her with suspicion? 

❝  ─────────  i’m sorry for dropping in like this, pete, but it’s getting weird. i feel eyes on me. all the time. like  ──  fucking spiders crawling up and down my back, and i dont even have spideysense! what if it’s hydra---? what if it’s the skrulls---? what if it’s something even worse? or  ─  or what if i’m imagining the entire thing and there’s no threat at all ---? shit. fuck!  ❞ 

she knows she’s rambling, yet jessica’s pacing and subsequent wall crawl about the perimeter of room does little to curb those anxieties. instead, she drops down off the ceiling, a graceful landing on two feet, then drags a hand through jet black tresses.  ❝  am i ─── am i going crazy? peter ── what if  no one did this to me? what if i did this to myself?  ❞ 

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YOU’RE BEING WATCHED

While we hope Jessica and her friends are having a good time at the Ren Faire, we hate to tell you that it was a simple distraction for our next move.

The government has great power and with the approved Accords, there’s nothing stopping them anymore. There are spies everywhere at the fair and all New York, studying every move. And they just informed that this vigilante is not playing by the rules.

Be careful from now on, Spider-Woman.

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「 SCOUT. 」 

*               Jessica             ━━━━━━━━┓ ✠ ┏━━━━━━━━       Drew

Scout looked away, wipng her cheek nervously. “Ah, pardon. I was handling some glass, and well…” she looked at the gash on her hand, “It’s nothing, though. I will take care of it later.” Putting on a smile, she pulled out a chair for her friend with an uninjured hand. “Please, siéger.”

hydra training.  shield recruitment.  a life of espionage would not be fulfilled without the agent in question possessing fluency in myriad languages. for jessica, such a talent includes  ( but is not limited to )  russian, japanese, spanish, portuguese, korean, german, and, of course, french; the latter of which facilitates the spider-woman’s conversations with one scout miller. and so it’s with fluidity that she slips into a secondary tongue, authentic french accent thick as jessica straddles the seat, hands propping onto the back of it and head cocked in inquisition.  ❝  it’s not nothing, scout. your face is literally dripping blood. let me help? might still have some glass wedged in there, you know.  ❞

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「 WANT A RANDOM STARTER?: MEME. ⋮  @cfblackwidow.  」⋮

「  🍬  →  a fluffy starter.  」⋮

picture this:   a woman, five feet, ten inches tall, parading across the city with a beaten down motorcycle, metal parts clambering unto the concrete as she strides down the bustling walkways. it’s a relatively long trek to natasha romanoff’s, particularly with a full sized bike poised atop her head, but one she wasn’t willing to risk via gliding, lest she accidentally drop her motorcycle ( her BABY! ) yet again. and so she finds herself here, pressing one palm into the wall, desperately attempting to catch her wheezing breath before reaching to knock. once. twice. until she’s decided she’s fed up with waiting and proceeds to bang scrap motorcycle parts along the wall in hopes this will be louder. until finally,

❝  — natasha romanoff, i never, ever say this. but i need help! ❞

case in point:  the almost rotting, decaying motorcycle tucked under her right armpit. jessica’s entire body sags as she staggers into natasha’s abode, not caring for manners and, quite frankly, she needs to sit down. so she deposits the bike in the centre of the egress, collapses onto the nearest couch, and elicits a loud, frustrated groan.  ❝  i crashed my baby! please, pleaaaase we need to fix it. right the fuck now! we can — make a night out of it?! order takeout?! drink some wine?! or something stronger? know what — now that i’m saying it, something stronger sounds — nice — but we can put on a show in the background and hang out just please, please fix my baby, nat!  ❞

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「  😡  →  an angsty starter.  」⋮

of course it had to be fucking hydra, didn’t it? because stupid fucking hydra never learns when it’s time to let things go — no. they’ll never let you LEAVE. it’s either death or perpetual ENSLAVEMENT. jessica’s one of the lucky few  ───   if you could call having a hydra supreme obsessed with you ‘lucky.’ if you consider having that crazy bitch of a woman convinced she’s your mother to be ‘lucky.’                                                            it has its perks, jessica knows.                                           but those connections didn’t help her this time. 

not when hydra found her with the next incarnation of the winter soldier. when they’d tracked them to a local diner — rj, jessica, and a baby gerry, with syrup drooling down his chin — jessica had only one thing on her mind upon the entrances of men in green, proclaiming their loyalties to hydra, their lord and saviour : protect the boys at all costs.                                                 and so she did.  ( hail this, asswipes. )

the diner is quiet now, eerily so. no sound can be heard but the failing static of a decades-old jukebox playing frank sinatra and — if one strains to listen a little closer — the subtle pattering of blood as it drips onto the floor. a little tinkle. a little patter. jessica tries not to stare at the man whom she’d impaled with her pancake fork. nor at the dozens of other soldiers she’d in turn murdered though her conductive, bioelectric blast. instead she clears her throat and keeps gerry’s face tucked into her chest. let him see nothing. let him understand nothing. instead, she trains hollowed eyes onto the barnes and purses her lips, places cash down onto the table and holds her hand out for rj — a tentative offer, should he so choose.

                           ❝  ───  let’s get you home, kid. there’s nothing left for us here.  ❞

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「 WANT A RANDOM STARTER?: MEME. ⋮  @spidrwcb.  」⋮

「  🍬  →  a fluffy starter.  」⋮

she’s finished her work for the day, closed every currently open case, a reprieve from the usual chaos of juggling hero work plus investigations plus baby raising. and so celebrate jessica decides to do. she’d left gerry with a sitter — trish this time — which does little to curb the sense of abandonment knotting tightly in her stomach. rationally, she knows gerry’s in good hands, though it stifles not the longing, a gnawing ache in her chest each time she closes her eyes and hears his little coos. still — she deserves this time alone — and she reckons it’s about time jessica return to modern civilization and interact with her loved ones. perhaps she’d closed herself off after the spider-verse. perhaps she’d withdrawn in and on herself, justified her actions under the guise of parenting   ───   no more.

she finds peter where she’d expect to: lounging atop one of the towering scrapers that mark the city’s skyline — and so she begins her procession of wall-crawling up to the top, plastic bag filled with takeout lazily dangling off of one shoulder as jessica settles her feet and back against the surface of the edifice’s wall.  ❝  hey, pete,  ❞  offers she with a lopsided grin and a tussle of the male’s hair.  ❝  i came to make sure you’re not working too hard — hard enough, with some breaks sprinkled in. speaking of which — i was thinking we could catch up. aaand i brought takeout. real food this time, not butter. i swear it. sooo you better be hungry.  ❞

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❝  ──   didn’t think i’d ever see you here, kid.  ❞   biochemistry of the anatomy of the brain aside, this is still a chocolate shoppe. the sort of high end chocolate shoppe one would frequent perhaps to purchase a box on valentines day. to bestow upon a loved one. for jessica, however? it’s a matter of post-pregnancy cravings  ───  and even if those aren’t a real thing, she won’t hear of it. besides, she’ll wager a box ( or three ) of chocolates can be considered healthier than eating sixteen packets of butter, right? 

there’s perhaps a moment’s contemplation, spider-woman flickering her gaze to the ruby red boxes piled in her arms  ───  then shrugs. she’s raising a baby, she decides — she deserves the chocolate. but one cursory glance over to eddie brock suggests perhaps he could benefit from some of this confectionary goodness, as well, and so she absentmindedly grabs for herself a fourth box, taps her visa at the cash, and extends one outwards to the boy, lips twitching into a smirk.  ❝ here. merry christmas. happy chanukah and whatever. you wanna walk and talk? if gerry doesn’t get his afternoon nap in, i’ll be up all night watching reruns of desperate housewives. not ideal. but i do want to catch up, if you’ve got the time. so tell me. how’re things with — ❞  shes pausing, shoving the other three boxes of chocolate into the basket of her stroller, then flickers her index finger up and down, scanning eddie’s stature.  ❝  — all that?  ❞

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「 WANT A RANDOM STARTER?: MEME. ⋮  @highfurtherfast. 」⋮

「  💋  →  a shippy starter.  」⋮

❝  hey, hot stuff. ❞ a play on words? a testament to carol danvers’s irradiating heat?or perhaps a coy comment of the woman’s physical aesthetic? ─── why not both? jessica’s accompanying wink says it all, as the spider-woman strides into the statue of liberty apartment, gerry in tow, nestled into the baby carrier strapped to jessica’s back. she cocks a brow upon entering, surveying the abode, pausing only to stroke down goose’s fur in gentle pets, gerry cooing from her back. a little goo! echoes from their son’s mouth as the investigator closes the distance between herself and her partner, hands reaching to caress carol’s jawline as she flutters her eyes shut and kisses her softly. for one, fleeting moment, her attention is enraptured, time suspended and reality bleeding away, watercolour on canvas. but their pause of intimacy is interrupted by gerry’s shrill muuuummmyyyy!!!, a little wail proceeding to yelp out of his throat.  ❝  he’s bored, care,  ❞ murmurs jessica after an instant’s pause to compose herself. ❝  ───  can’t say he’s the only one. this cabin fever is going to drive me absolutely nuts. i was thinking. if you’re not too busy — maybe we could take him to an amusement park today_?_  ❞

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「  📚  →  for me to grab the book nearest to me, flip to a random page, and use the first line of dialogue I see as a starter.  ⋮ a darker shade of magic by V.E. Schwab, p. 130. 」⋮

❝  there’s blood on your face. ❞

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「  💻 →  for me to use a line from my favorite TV show as a starter. ⋮ brooklyn nine-nine, s.2x20.  」⋮

❝  I wasn’t hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. That’s where the blood’s supposed to be.  ❞

[bitchcakcs]

have you ever noticed that ( jessica drew ) from the ( marvel universe ) looks a lot like ( meghan ory  )? but ( she ) also goes by ( spider-woman ). Having the abilities of ( bio-electric spider physiology & pheromone secretion ) sure makes them a force to be reckoned with. they’re known to be ( tenacious, ) but also ( capricious, ) and they’re ( ~eighty ( due slow aging experiments), physically thirty-five ) ) years old.

{ trigger warnings : mental illness, mentions of suicide attempts, child abuse, sexual abuse, torture, overall hydra bs, comas, experiments/medical stuff, kidnapping, and pregnancy ─> ive indicated which sections contain each. }

hey everyone, me again!! here’s my second baby aka jessica drew!! more about her under the cut~

INTRODUCTORY INFORMATION ABOUT JESSICA //

okay so jessies backstory is going to be pretty similar to her comic canon along with a few of my own head canons sprinkled in. the biggest change will be some alterations to her pregnancy backstory, which i’ll explain based on what cal and i plotted for jessica and carol.

JESSICAS CHILDHOOD BACKSTORY & ESCAPING HYDRA // ( has most of the triggers here, pls skip over this if it’s likely to trigger you <3 )

jessica’s father was a hydra scientist, who used her as his lab rat, experimented on her, and is responsible for her powers.

when jessicas mother was pregnant with her, she was exposed to her father’s experiments. in nothing short of a miracle, jessica was born healthy, or so they thought.

when jessica was a kid, her exposure to the uranium on her family’s estate made her incredibly sick to the point of near death, coupled with what would be revealed as a subtle DNA match of wundagore widow DNA in her blood, and so her father injected her with more DNA of the wundagore widow to try and turn her into his precious experiment that’d salvage years worth of failed research

while her father was abusing her mother in front of her, jessicas bioelectricity activated and she attacked her father, then fell unconscious

when she awoke, she was naked and surrounded by male hydra agents, now a full grown teenager.

hydra brainwashed her into perceiving all of her loved ones as demented creatures. they also had her manipulated by one of their male agents into believing he loved her. this was her first boyfriend.

hydra trained her in multiple styles of martial arts. she was personally trained by the taskmaster and worked under the tutelage of one of hydras supremes, otto vermis.  

jessicas first assignment was to infiltrate shield and murder nick fury. but shield showed her the truth of what hydra had done to her and of her origin story

jessica betrayed hydra, escaped, dyed her hair brown, and ran away. she lived briefly in london where she connected with mordred the mystic and a sorcerer named the magnus, the latter of whom taught her how to acclimate back to civilization.

she moved to LA, where she made her first friend, lindsey, in a therapy group. she worked as a bounty hunter in LA until moving in with lindsey in san fcanscico.

shield and hydra both started trying to track her down. hydra found her, and her boyfriend confessed to having manipulated her so she’d stay loyal to hydra. in a 24-1 battle, jessica murders taskmaster, her ex boyfriend, and the other hydra agents.

nick fury again attempts to reach out to jessica, this time telling her he knows her parents are alive. she finds her mother brutally murdered on the bed and finds her father’s research

jessica then goes undercover to seduce otto, pervy old man, to try and discover information about her origin and about her father. they try to kill her, and reveal that madame hydra wont be happy when its presumed jessica’s dead. (more on this below)

she decides to infiltrate hydra again, this time she finds her father, and when it’s revealed he only cares about her because she’s his experiment, jessica’s conditioning kicks in. she reveals that hydra tortured her for her entire life, leaves the facility, and then meets the next legacy of her father’s experiments: other spider-mutated girls, just like jessica. she blows the facility up and leaves.

she went back to her place with lindsey and worked in San Fran as a PI. there, she earned a reutation as the dark angel of san fransisco.

DEPOWERED & REPLACED // ( mentions of suicide attempts & mental illness, kidnapping )

during her time as a PI, jessica went on several adventures. for one thing she found for herself an archenemy in Morgan le fay. In one of these particular magic-related brawls, she was left powerless.

she helped out the x-men by letting them move in with her

she continued working as a PI, powerless, even doing investigation on the criminal territory of madripoor

as her powers started coming back, she teamed up with the heroes for hire. she also worked with jessica jones on a case involving mattie franklin.

however, her powers kept fluctuating, and so she accepted a deal with madame hydra herself, who’d become obsessed with jessica because she became convinced she’s jessica mother when morgan le fay convinced her she was meriem drew. as part of the deal, jessica had to join shield as a double-agent to give information to hydra. fury figured it out and used jessica to spread false information for hydra

at this time though skrull queen veranke kidnapped and replaced jessica. jessica was held a prisoner of war on the skrull’s ship for two years. and most everyone regarded jessica cruelly after she got back, because they were reminded of queen veranke, who was responsible for the skrull invasion.  

she became extremely depressed this time, and attempted suicide by venom blasting herself in the head

jessica joined sword, the european version of shield, and began hunting down skrulls

the rest of jessicas adventures after this time involve her working as an avenger and dealing with the spider-verse. there she seduced Morlun and became his “lover,” gathering the information that would let them defeated the inheritors. she was killed during the secret wars, but the timeline was undone.

PREGNANCY & PRESENT //

jessica did get pregnant, but instead it was as a surrogate for carol’s baby. gerry is therefore carol’s biologically.

the rest of the pregnancy, giving birth on a skrull ship she was invading with carol at her side, remains canon

she decided to work part-time as a hero so she could be around more for gerry but also show him what it means to be a hero.

now she works as a freelance PI, part-time hero, rogue shield agent, and committed mom. she’s a full time Spider-Mom though and wants to love on all the spiderlings always.

A BRIEF SYNOPSIS OF HER POWERS//

jessica is one of the totemic avatars (weird spider-verse shit). aka she’s a strong baby

superhuman strength, speed, stamina, durability, agility, reflexes, flexibility, and enhanced hearing

containment immunity: of all radiation, drugs, poisons, and toxins

wall-crawling

bioelectric venom blasts

accelerated healing factor and slowed aging

pheromone secretion: of fear/repulsion and sexual/attraction pheromones

self-propelled glide — she used to be able to fly. now it’s just gliding.

MISCELLANEOUS//

raging lesbian ok thanks

crippling fear of rats

shield agent rank 7

has an obsession with her red, classic american motorcycle. seriously, it’s her baby

i imagine she actively stifles her english accent, which was a defence mechanism in the past to stay hidden from hydra and shield, then stuck

she constantly dyes her hair brunette, hates wearing it blonde

lowkey Sex Addict™ . but also was taught sex should be weaponized. v similar to black widow in this respect

will respond to jessica, jess, or jessie (or spock, to carol)

shes a sad baby who needs all the love ok????

so that’s it for my baby jessica!! let me know if you want to plot! im so excited to write her with all of you!! <3

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url graphic: @jessiesdrew