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“May I please draw your OC?”

Reblog this message if you encourage anyone that wants to draw your OC to do so.  No need to ask for permission in advance.

Go for it.  Draw my OC.  If you want, I’ll even give you reference posts.  Go to town on it.

You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result.  Seriously.  In fact, I encourage it.  I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC.  There is a chance that I will squeal about it for several days.

Even if you feel you aren’t good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me.  I want to see what you have done.

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Maya is one hundred percent hanging out with these two

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May you go out and buy non heart shaped chocolate boxes and eat them all by yourself with ZERO SHAME.

happy wednesday to all my fellow aroace folks

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headcanons for my spidersona

if she gives you finger guns it's because she has a strong attachment to you and you mean the world to her, but she if afraid of losing people so she tends not to express this through blatantly telling you, or stuff like hugs.

She would fucking DIE for any one of her adopted little siblings, like no hesitation.

maya has a horrible sense of time, like, she could think its ten pm when it's six am.

P A C I N G. pacing while she eats, while she thinks, while she waits, while she talks.

is not afraid of death, is afraid of what the people she cares about would have to go through if she did.

that's all i got for now

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felt like doing this, it's my offering to the people.

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what's this? part six?

maya's pov

I threw the vile on the ground in anger, and punched the concrete floor with my fist as I tried to contain the tears of frustration in my eyes. I am exhausted, peter is dying, and the only cure, might not even work.

I could hear guards from the floor beneath me climb the stairs, and I realize that I have to go now. the one problem is there's no way I'm making it out of here with Peter's unconscious body in my arms. even if I did, the sun is coming out and I'd be in broad daylight. I really didn't want to use my watch, but I'd rather leave here with a couple of confused guards, then not leave here at all.

I quickly gather a large wad of my webbing, grab peter, throw the webbing to the ground, turning it into a colourful, glittery smoke bomb. it takes a lot out of me as my vision blurs and my head spins, I manage the hit the right buttons to summon a portal home, and stager to the blurry orange light as the room spins around me. by the time the guards arrive, and the dust clears, I'm gone.

I get thrown out of the portal, holding onto peter desperately, as if my life depended on it. I am meet with the hard wooden flooring of the apartment, and the sound of footsteps running in my direction.

I look up to find the image of Mj with a bat coming in and out of focus.

"WHOS THE-" she freezes as she absentmindedly lets the bat drop to the floor. her already red-from-crying eyes start to tear up as she sees her husbands unconscious body.

"PETER!" she cried, dropping to the ground to see him. "is-is he okay? he-he was screaming and then the broadcast was cut off- and I-I-I didn't know if he was okay, o-or if he had been killed or-"

"hes okay." I said observing as the blackness was retreating in his veins "but the cure, its... experimental.. it seems to be working for now, but I can't say for sure what effects might come up in the future.." the thought of peter not being okay in the end, after all of this, makes me start to cry. "I-I'm sorry Mj, I should have done more, or-or been faster or-"

"No. there is no way you are going to blame yourself for this, you saved him, without you he would have surely died and-and that ass hole would have gotten exactly what he wanted!" she said firmly.

I force myself to stand up from the floor "I'll look over him for you, I'll-" my vision goes blurry again and my legs give out and Mj catches me and lowers me to the ground.

"hey, hey, hey easy now, that's enough of that." she cups my face and wipes my tears with her thumb. "You have been so strong and so brave during all of this, and I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for us. let me handle the rest. you look exhausted. it's okay. you can rest now, it's over."

I start fully crying now, and let all the fear and exhaustion i've been keeping in rush out all at once. and she pulls me into a hug. "shhh, shhh, It's okay, I'm here, he's here, we're all okay."

she helps me go off to bed to recover, and I ask her to leave my door open.

she tucks me in as if I was a child, but I'm okay with it, as I for once in my life want to feel how it is to lie down and let all the walls around me fall down and feel loved and safe and protected. a feeling I haven't felt in years of living alone and feeling responsible for everyone else as my role as a hero. I let my eyes close, and it could just be the exhaustion but I could have sworn I felt someone place a gentle kiss on my forehead. I smile gently, and as I drift to sleep i feel safe in knowing...

It's over.

end? see tags

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I’ve been watching echo, lately. I feel like maya and maya would get along.

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the avocado gang in mayas universe. one again, it's just them from the Netflix series, like exactly, but foggy and mat are engaged.

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I THINK ABOUT THIS ALL THE TIME

the thing about matt murdock is that he doesn’t even have superpowers that are all that useful for crime fighting. he’s a human lie detector and could probably sniff out a murderer based on one droplet of sweat left at the scene but does he have super healing? super strength? super speed? all no. babe could have been sherlock holmes on steroids & instead he’s going out with three broken ribs and a concussion to fight the irish mob, the yakuza, the hand clan, the russian mafia, wilson fisk, and every minor criminal that crosses his path with his fists and a billy club 

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Part FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVEEEE

Maya's pov

It takes a few seconds for peter to process my presence. and he looks up to me and says "your okay" thats the last thing he says before he passes out from exhaustion, he doesent have much time left.

Stupid peter, your the one on the floor dying and your still worrying about me.

I take off peter's mask, he's white as a sheet, and black is climbing up his veins branching out like roots. you can see the poison go up his veins slowly. his breathing is raspy and unsteady, and his pulse is erratic. the sight of him in this condition put me in tears.

I need to find a cure.

suddenly my spider sense goes off and I hear a voice behind me. i stand up fast like a bullet, turn around and get into a defensive stance in front of peter. and see the scorpion behind me, with a flask filled with blue liquid.

"looking for this" he says.

I look at the smug smile on his face, and my fist clenches until my knuckles turn white, and rage starts bubbling up in my chest.

"you did this." I say my voice filled with rage. I had never fought to save someone I knew personally, in my dimension, I was as good as dead. but this. this is someone innocent and good, who stayed with me, took care of me, and this was a person, who is the closest thing I've had to a family in years. and here lies the man who left them broken on the floor to die. and he is smiling.

and for a moment, I snap, I launch a punch that he dodges by an inch. and for the first time, I didn't hold my punch, I attacked with my whole strength and power, and I break the brick wall to pieces, and crush the concrete floor where my fist lands. one second too late and that wall would have been his head.

I take a second to process what I did. and I freeze at the thought of what i almost did. I collect myself, still angry, but in control. I continue the fight. I get hit a couple of times, and by the end I'm pretty beat up. luckily I was smart and webbed up his tail, so I couldn't get stung. after a while, I have him webbed up to the wall, and I grab the antidote. I'm light headed from using my powers to change my webbing up, and it's made my nose bleed, but I don't care I rush over to peter, and quickly inject him with the cure. I look at the glass vile, and it says 'experimental, sample not yet refined, test results vary"

end of part five

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Idk I saw this sound and wanted to draw Maya

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part four anyone?

Peters pov

ok, not gonna lie, this sucks

My ribs are broken, it hurts to breathe and I only have twelve hours to live. but the worse part, is the silence.

at least when the scorpion was here, I had something to do, I had quips to say, and witty comebacks to give.

but nothing is worse than the silence.

nothing is worse than being alone with your thoughts.

I keep on telling myself, they're watching, Mj is watching, Maya is watching, don't make this harder for them than it already is.

suddenly, an indescribable pain floods my entire body, as all of my muscles cramp up all at once, all of my muscles lock up, and ripple with pain. there's no resisting the screams that go through my body. it echoes in my ears as my locked body begs to be able to squirm, to do anything, but I can't.

Maya's Pov, seven and a half hours left.

I run across rooftops and up walls, My watch alerts me of something,

i look over and see the live broadcast of peter screaming in pure pain, and I run faster. my body is sore but I don't care.

Six hours left

My watch tells me that i've reached my destination and I duck behind the ledge of a roof top. My whole body is wrecked with pain, shaking from non-stop full speed running, my vision blurring from exertion. I lay there for a few seconds to catch my breath before I peak over the ledge and scan the building with my watch there's a lot of goons in there, and to my surprise, most of which have guns. the scab shows me where the footage is being broadcast from. it's from a device at the top of the building, the only way a normal person could get up there would be to go inside and head up the staircase.

luckily I'm not a normal person, I climb the walls up the back of the building, and reach the roof. I know that as soon as I stop the broadcast all of the goons will know something is wrong, and they'll probably all come up here to see what happend, But I have an advantage. there's only one way up to the roof, so hopefully when they inevitably, get up here, it'll be like they all came up single file and I'll pick them off one by one. the main obstacle is to avoid getting shot.

so I build up a ball of webbing, and use my powers to make it stretchy, i stretch it out until I have a long sheet as big as a hoolahoop then I use my powers to harden it and give it the properties of metal. and i use webbing to attach it to my forearm. I get a little light headed by doing all that, but It passes. after successfully making myself a shield i go to start getting to work on break the broadcasting device.

Four hours left

I panicked after seeing what time it was when I finished deactivating the machine, it had backups, to its backups to its backups. I can see the goons coming up the stairs and I prepare for the worst

Two hours left

Peter's Pov

I know that I'm reaching the end of my rope when I start hearing voices, I'm freezing cold, in constant, mind numbing pain.

I pray. I don't pray often, but right now I do, I pray to uncle ben, and to aunt may, I pray that may family isn't watching, I pray that maya is okay when I'm gone, I pray that she doesn't Isolate herself again. I pray that Mayday grows up happy without her father, and I pray that she will never know this pain.

I know i'm sweating but i'm freezing cold and shivering. My throat feels like it's closing in on itself, and every beat of my heart shoots up pain throughout my entire body.

I hear commotion happening but I'm sure It's just another hallucination

one and a half hours left.

I go down the stairs webbing up bad guys as they come up, I'm exhausted, but I keep going, fear and adrenaline keeps me from stopping. Finally, I reached the 3 floor where one of the guards said Peter was. it's incredibly cold and I look through the window of the door and I see him, I see peter. laying limp, shivering, and muttering.

I rush in the room, smash the camera into pieces, and rush over to an all too still peter. I shake him.

"peter! ...PETER!" i check for a heartbeat and i find a very weak one. I grab his hand, and lower my head in relief.

He's alive, I'm exhausted and sore and bruised and cut but he's alive. I realize one thing.

He's alive...

But he's still dying.

end of part four

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PART THREE BABYYYY

Peters pov

I try to move some more but my body doesn't respond.

What the fuck?

My spider sense goes off, my eyes bolt up.

"Having trouble moving? spider-man?"

I recognize the voice immediately. The scorpion, great.

"Mac, to what do I owe the pleasure?" I say with false confidence. It's my practiced 'I know exactly what i'm doing' voice. I've gotten pretty good at hiding my fear, I've had years of fighting giant costumed psychopaths to practice, but on the inside i'm panicking'

Is it getting harder to breath?

"You know I would not be smug if i were you, little spider"

"Yeah? and why is that"

The scorpion laughs, "have you not figured it out yet? the paralisis, the injection, the stinging, the throbbing pain in your shoulder?"

suddenly it clicks.

"You have been stung, spider-man, and by my most potent and lethal venom yet, made with enough poison to render even your healing powers Useless" .

"And the cameras?" I ask, now a bit nervous.

"For the world to watch, as their fearless hero, suffers and dies, like any mortal man would. and then, and only then, after you have taken your final breath, will I unmask you, and reveal to the world, that you are nothing but a man, pretending that he is invincible."

Now i'm scared.

"And then, spider-man, I will have this entire city hunting those that you love like a dog, and I will kill them, slowly, painfully, in every way of which you fear."

No

"I'll start, with whoever my men saw with you tonight, Tell me, where you close?"

My heart rate quickens, and my eyes go wide, and my breath hitches, there's no hiding it now.

Maya

"Ah you were! now tell me, will she beg?"

It's definitely hard to breathe now, with or without the fear.

The venom is killing me.

And there's absolutely nothing I can do to stop it.

Maya's Pov

I have just finished explaining what had happened, when the television channel changes on it's own. and I see him, limp, thrown against, the wall.

"PETER!" I cry.

Mj gasps, and covers her mouth. she quietly mumbles something that sounds like "Oh god" but I barely process it. I'm searching his body for injuries, his suit is damaged and under it could definitely be bruised, and his shoulder has swelled twice it's regular size, he looks like he's struggling.

"they took his web shooters!" I say.

Then a mutated green creature comes onto the screen, he has a scorpion tail.

"Gargan" Mj spits.

"Behold" says the creature. "Your fearless spider-man" he says gesturing to Peter. "I am the scorpion, watch new york, as your precious hero..." He kicks peter in the ribs, hard, I flinch and clench my jaw. he grabs Peter's hair and lifts his head up to the camera, he looks like he's in pain, even his mask can't hide that "Dies at my hand!" he says. peters head drops limp.

"wha- why isn't he fighting back?" I say my voice, shaking.

"I don't think he can. the scorpion stings people with venom, he must have really upgraded his because last time peter could still fight it, but this..."

she looks over at me.

"This is bad".

"the poison, takes 12 hours to kill, it is a slow and excruciating death." Peter gasps out in pain, his chest is heaving.

How Long has It been? an hour? an hour and a half?

"I need to go, Peter doesn't have much time." I say, about to turn and make my way out the window.

"your not going in your suit!" says Mj

"We're wasting time!" I say.

" you are not going in that, people are going to see you, and if I know peter the last thing he wants is for your face to be plastered on the news!"

"Maya change, I'm not asking, get something black and with a hood to cover your ears, you can wear the mask, but the goggles have to go."

I know she's right, but the only reason i'm not already swinging across the city searching, is because it's not what peter would have wanted.

I change quickly, I decide to keep my sword, it's versatile, I make sure to take the time to change the webbing blade so that it doesn't glow, but it will still stick out a bit. before I run out, I see my spider-society watch on my nightstand and I grab it, realizing that it can play back what happened and can show me where the car was heading, it might find some clues that i can use too, to bad peter wasn't wearing his when he got taken or I could have tracked it.

I exit my room, and pass the tv, I try to ignore peters muffled cries.

I head out the window and start at the place where peter was taken, I scan it with the watch, it's been keeping a timer for how long it's been since peter was taken, it's been two and a half hours, I only have nine and a half hours to find peter before it's too late.

the watch finishes scanning and I can see a holographic image of the car driving away, the hologram disappears, and I look to my watch and see a birds eye view of the city, and a path of where the car went.

Hold on Peter, I'm coming.

end of part three

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PART TWO TIME

Maya’s pov

I panic, my breath hitches in my throat.

This is why you never get close to people, all you do is end up getting them killed.

I can’t breathe.

You should have never come here, you put them all in danger.

Tears start streaming down my face, I don’t even process them.

Now Peter is going to die and it’s all your fault.

A voice in the distance snaps me out of it.

I look over at the apartment window and see MJ.

“Maya? Are you okay where...” She looks around both ways.

“Where’s Peter?”

Peter’s pov

I wake up to the sound of my own heart beating in my ears.

I try to open my eyes but it’s way too bright, and I get a sensory overload, my spider-sense is screaming at me as if I don’t already know somethings up.

I finally adjust to the light and find a camera, and three studio lights all aimed at me. Whoever is here, they want to make a show out of whatever they're about to do to me.

have they seen my face? my mask is on right now, but they could have easily taken it off when I was unconscious.

My first thought goes to Maya. did they catch her? God I hope not. the thought of her here being recorded and being broadcast to god knows where, in her suit too? well jonah would find her for sure, and then she'd never be safe.

The thought of her being here alone gives me more than enough of a push to start fighting my way out of here. only there's one thing, i'm not tied up so...

why can't I move?

Maya's Pov

I hear the question but I don't know the answer. I draw in a shaky breath.

"they... they took him." I say terrified. "the men, the woman with the purse... It was all a trap." I look over to a terrified Mj. "i'm so sorry Mj, this... this is all my fault, I turned around and he was unconscious... they- they had him at gunpoint, and I-I froze and- oh god this is all my fault-!"

"Maya focus, and don't you dare blame yourself! If anything it was a blessing that you were there with him, or else he would have been taken anyways, and we'd have no clue where he went or how to find him!" Mj said firmly. "You're in shock, I know, I've been there."

I look at her confused. "what do you mean"

Mj takes in a deep breath "unfortunately this isn't the first time this has happened, and when I saw it go down I was in the exact same spot. Peters tough, he'll be okay. get inside, take a breath, and we'll figure this out together."

end of part two.

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Maya whenever she finds someone younger than her:

She’s like; look at me. I AM YOUR SISTER NOW.

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Maya: alright got my sword, got my boys, I’m out of here.

Pav: WE ARE NOT HER BOYS!

Hobie: Yeah we are.

Pav: yeah we are.

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