#brooklyn web design

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7 Cs in digital marketing provide an adaptable and scalable framework that will aid marketers in achieving their objectives. They can examine how the world of digital marketing is perceived from both an internal and external perspective, which means they can better comprehend the goals and requirements of the company.

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Brooklyn Web Design Company

Advantages of Working with a Brooklyn web design company: Superior Outcomes Brooklyn web design businesses are dedicated to providing top-notch services that adhere to global standards. Their accuracy, creativity, and attention to detail guarantee that clients receive superior websites that provide outcomes.

Particularized Remedies Every company has different needs, and Brooklyn web design firms are great at meeting those needs with tailored solutions. Their ability to comprehend the objectives and obstacles of their clients allows them to design custom websites that boost their internet visibility and spur expansion.

The responsive design strategy employed by the agency goes beyond merely adjusting the layout to suit various screen sizes. In addition, they optimize user interactions, information, and pictures to give users the best possible experience on any device. Web design businesses in Brooklyn that specialize in web development include SEO and digital marketing tactics into their offerings to optimize their online presence.

Enhancing website components including meta tags, headlines, graphics, and content to increase search engine exposure is known as on-page SEO. material strategy is the process of creating material that engages the target audience and conforms to the client's brand voice. Analytics and Reporting: Tracking website performance and delivering useful insights for ongoing development through the use of sophisticated analytics technologies.

New York City is well known for its inventive energy and diversity of cultures. This creative and intellectual melting pot has a big impact on the web design sector. NYC agencies are renowned for their ability to combine innovative technology with artistic aspects to create websites that are not only aesthetically pleasing but also incredibly practical. Advanced Technological Knowledge: Top NYC web design companies keep up with the newest web frameworks and technologies, including JavaScript, HTML5, CSS3, and React. They are able to produce scalable, safe, and extremely effective websites as a result.

Responsive, Mobile-Optimized Design: Best web design Agency NYC place a high priority on developing websites that work flawlessly on all devices, including computers and smartphones, realizing the value of mobile-first design.

Personalized Social Media Apps: Design Brooklyn develops personalized social media apps that provide customers greater control over the appearance, usability, and user experience while also helping them draw in and interact with new users.

Social Media Consulting: Design Brooklyn offers consultation services to assess a client's online content strategy and provide enhancements to increase the effectiveness, efficiency, and measurability of social media management. All-inclusive Social Media Marketing Packages: A smartly designed Brooklyn social media marketing package may assist companies in building a strong online presence and generating results on a variety of channels.

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New Releases - May 6, 2025

We found a dozen book releases to watch for today. It's a good day to stop by a bookstore or check to see if the library has made an order yet. 

Up in Smoke by Nick Brooks Henry Holt & Co.

Unmask a murderer or take the fall.

After Cooper King is pressured by big brother figure Jason to go on a looting spree during a local march, the unthinkable happens: gunshots ring in the air and someone ends up dead. After Cooper flees, the news shows four teens in ski masks near the scene of the murder―Cooper and his friends. Cooper fears the cops will come knocking at his door, and the pressure only mounts when a suspect is taken into custody: Jason.

Monique, Jason’s sister and Cooper’s longtime crush, is willing to go any length to clear her brother’s name. Even if she needs to go into the belly of the beast and confront the killer herself. When she teams up with Cooper, they fall down the investigation rabbit hole and start to fall for each other. But little does Monique know that within this web of deception, Cooper is shrouding the truth that he was there when the shots went off. If the pair fail to uncover the real murderer, Jason will get locked up for a crime he didn’t commit―and drag down Cooper with him.

Audre and Bash Are Just Friends by Tia Williams Little, Brown Books for Young Readers

MEET AUDRE. Junior class president. Debate team captain. Unofficial student therapist. Desperately in need of a good time.

MEET BASH. Mysterious new senior. Everybody’s crush. Tall, floppy, great taste in jewelry. King of having a good time.

It’s the last day of school at Cheshire Prep, Brooklyn’s elite academy—and Audre Mercy-Moore’s life is a mess. Her dad cancelled her annual summer visit to his Malibu beach house. Now? She’s stuck in a claustrophobic apartment with her mom, stepdad, and one-year-old sister (aka the Goblin Baby).

Under these conditions, she’ll never finish writing her self-help book—ie, the key to winning over Stanford’s admissions board.

Cut to Bash Henry! Audre hires him to be her “fun consultant.” His job? To help her complete the Experience Challenge—her list of five wild dares designed to give her juicy book material. She’ll get inspo; he’ll get paid. Everybody wins.

He isn’t boyfriend material. And she’s not looking for one. Can they stay professional despite their obvious connection?

Fun fact: Audre Mercy-Moore first appeared in the New York Times bestseller Seven Days in June and now stars in her own story!

unOrdinary Volume 3 by uru-chan HarperAlley

The action-packed series from the #1 digital comic platform WEBTOON continues in a whirlwind of drama, conflict, and secrecy as a rogue group called Ember wreaks havoc and begins attacking the students of Wellston High!

When Seraphina finds herself powerless in a world that prizes powers, she becomes an unexpected target. As Arlo grapples with the task of keeping Seraphina’s predicament a secret, a rogue group called Ember begins attacking students without remorse.

Tensions come to a head in this struggle of power dynamics, loss, and the weight of secrets in a world where abilities reign supreme.

I Can’t Even Think Straight by Dean Atta Quill Tree Books

In this emotional novel in verse by the Stonewall Award–winning author of The Black Flamingo, a queer biracial teen confronts issues of race, privilege, class, and sexuality on his journey to falling in love.

Kai knows who he is to others: The good grandson, the reliable best friend, the romantic backup. But he doesn’t quite know who he is to himself.

Kai wants to come out at school, but his best friend there, Matt, stays closeted for fear of getting kicked out by his conservative parents—and wants Kai to do the same. Kai unhappily agrees, but when a rumor goes around that Kai and Matt are dating, Matt starts acting differently anyway.

Kai’s other best friend, Vass, is proudly nonbinary and thinks Matt is a negative influence—though maybe that’s just their crush on Kai talking. Kai has always turned to writing to express his emotions, but when his on-page emotions erupt into the real world, he might just be putting the delicate balance of his life at risk.

Told with Dean Atta’s signature lyricism and candor, this deeply feeling story explores the complexities of crushes, navigating identity, and coming out.

The Lost Queen by Aimee Phan G.P. Putnam’s Sons Books for Young Readers

Jolie Lam, a high school sophomore in San Jose, is known for two things: her bizarre freakout at last year’s swim meet and her fortuneteller grandfather with visions of dragons and earthquakes. Friendless and ostracized, Jolie’s life takes a dramatic turn for the better when she saves the school’s it-girl, Huong Pham, during a haunting vision of her own. Taken under Huong’s wing, Jolie’s world transforms, in more ways than one.

As Jolie and Huong’s bond deepens, they unlock long lost powers: telepathic abilities, fluency in Vietnamese, and eerie premonitions. This leads them to a shocking revelation: they have ties to legendary queens and goddesses of ancient Vietnam. While a thrilling discovery, it also sets them on a perilous journey.

The girls must navigate dreams and portals to piece together their past lives and reclaim their immortal elements before their ancient enemies strike again. But all is not what it seems, and Jolie must determine friend from foe, truth from lie, and ultimately right from wrong in this battle for all she loves and the fate of the world.

Snowglobe 2 by Soyoung Park Delacorte

Chobahm’s perfect life in Snowglobe came crashing down when she discovered the truth about Haeri. The girl she watched faithfully on television was far from perfect. And the TV family revered by millions was nothing more than an illusion created by the sinister Director Cha. But revealing the lies was only the first crack in the domed utopia.

Director Cha may be behind bars, but the Yibonn Media corporation, the corrupt entity that runs Snowglobe, is still in power. They’ll do anything to hide their own secret—the dark truth behind the domed city’s signature warmth—and when footage emerges of Chobahm committing a murder, she knows they’re not finished with her yet.

The only person who can help to clear her name is none other than the disgraced Yibonn heir, Bonwhe—who knows better than anyone that enemies exist everywhere. Sometimes you can’t even trust yourself.

The heat is rising—and with the soaring temperatures come new secrets. And new lies.

This Thing of Ours by Frederick Joseph Candlewick Press

In an instant, Ossie Brown’s entire future is in jeopardy when a torn ACL ends his promising basketball career. Now that basketball is no longer a major part of his identity, Ossie—a Black teen who doesn’t come from wealth and privilege—must navigate his new place in the social and academic ecosystems of his affluent, predominantly white school. When a Black teacher encourages him to join her highly regarded writing program, Ossie begins to find a new purpose, buoyed by not only the rich works of literature by marginalized authors he’s now reading, but also by new friends who see him as something more than an asset to the sports program. Everything changes when some students’ viral “anti-woke” video puts the teacher’s job, the writing program, and even Ossie’s friends’ safety at risk—and Ossie must find his true voice. This unflinching novel confronts critical issues like racism and classism, the treatment of student athletes, homophobia, and book banning while weaving together a moving testament to family, romance, friendship, and the power of words.

It’s You Every Time by Charlene Thomas Scholastic

When Sydney Michaels stops for breakfast in order to put off scholastic ruin a little longer, she never expected to―quite literally―bump into cute-boy stranger, Marcus Burke.

When Marcus invites her to have breakfast with him instead of going to class, she can’t ignore the urge to get to know him better―or the fact that this charming new acquaintance seems just as interested in her.

After a magical day together in their hometown of New York City, Sydney is finally willing to believe that maybe―just maybe―after years of loss and heartache, she’s finally reached the good part.

But when it comes time to say goodbye, as they linger in a crosswalk, something happens. An accident? Sydney isn’t sure―all she knows is that, after screeching tires, blinding headlights, and a moment of searing pain, she opens her eyes and is back in her bed. On September 24–the morning of her big exam―again.

Wake the Wild Creatures by Nova Ren Suma Little, Brown Books for Young Readers

Three years ago, Talia lived happily in the ruins of the Neves, a once-grand hotel in the wilds of the Catskill Mountains, with her mother Pola and their community of like-minded women. Some came to the Neves to escape cruel men, others to hide from the law, but all found safety and connection in their haven high above civilization, cloaked by a mysterious mist that kept intruders away. But as their numbers grew, complications followed, and everything came crashing down the night electric lights pierced the forest. Uniformed men arrested Pola, calling her a murderer and a fugitive, and Talia was taken away.

Now sixteen, Talia has been forced to live with family she barely knows and fit into a world scarred by misogyny, capitalism, disconnection from nature . . . everything the women of the Neves stood against. She has one goal: to return to the Neves. But as Talia awaits a signal from her mother, questions arise. Who betrayed her community, and what is she avoiding about her own role in its collapse? Is it truly magic that keeps the hotel so hidden? And what does it mean to embrace being her mother’s daughter? With the help of an unexpected ally, Talia must find her way to answers, face a mother who’s often kept her at arm’s length, and try to reach the refuge she lost—if the mist hasn’t swallowed her path home.

The Survivor Wants to Die at the End (They Both Die at the End Series, 3) by Adam Silvera Quill Tree Books

Paz Dario stays up every night, waiting for the Death-Cast call that would mean he doesn’t have to keep faking his way through this lonely life. After a devastating day, Paz decides he’s done waiting around for Death-Cast. If they say he’s not dying, he’ll just have to prove them wrong. But right before Paz can die, a boy saves his life.

Alano Rosa is heir to the Death-Cast empire that encourages everyone to live their best lives, but he doesn’t feel in control of his own existence thanks to his father. And with a violent organization called the Death Guard threatening Alano, his End Day might be closer than he thinks. It’s time to live.

Fate brings Paz and Alano together, but it’s now up to the boys to survive the tragic trials ahead so no one dies at the end.

This book contains themes that some readers may find difficult.

If I Could Go Back by Briana Johnson Peachtree Teen

For Aaliyah Campbell, family is everything. Her cousin Ivy is her best friend and track co-star, and Grandpa Joe is her rock. He may be crotchety and dramatic, but he’s raised Aaliyah since she was a toddler. Still, Aaliyah can’t stop thinking about what’s missing—her parents.

When Aaliyah secretly contacts her mom, she risks upsetting the family who’s always been there. But Grandpa Joe refuses to explain why her parents gave her up, and without answers, Aaliyah cannot silence the anxious voice telling her she’s never been good enough.

Surprisingly, it isn’t Aaliyah’s mom, but her dad, Quincy, who steps up. Quincy turns out to be immature but surprisingly fun to hang out with. And when the rest of the family finds out they’re in contact, old secrets will finally be forced into the light.

Aaliyah Campbell is a champion for young Black girls coping with anxiety and depression, and a voice for all teens navigating the messy process of learning how to advocate for ones’ self. Through honest storytelling and a voice that oozes humor and heart, Briana Johnson’s memorable debut explores sensitive topics with authenticity and compassion.

Future Millionaire: A Young Person’s Step-By-Step Guide to Making Wealth Inevitable by Rachel Rodgers Blink

Rachel Rodgers—author of We Should All Be Millionaires and creator of her own eight-figure business—knows what it’s like to be broke. She also knows what it’s like to rise above your circumstances and radically change your future. Now, in her first book for young adults, Rodgers empowers readers 13 and up to do the same.

Future Millionaire unpacks all the financial concepts you never learned about in school, like creating a budget, managing debt, investing your savings, and more. Rachel also discusses how to think like a millionaire—creating a healthy money mindset, boundaries, and goals—and act like a millionaire, using your money to support causes that you believe in and upending systems that favor the 1% over marginalized communities.

You’ll also learn how to:

Reframe negative, self-sabotaging thoughts so you can pave the way for future success

Invest in yourself by practicing self-care, establishing healthy boundaries, and upgrading your everyday life

Create a budget, tackle debt, and start investing so you can see your money grow

Use your money to achieve your dreams and make a difference in the world around you

[nightowl374art]

what are miles tattoos? i know he has the PR flag, the elbow web, sunflowers, and a key with a G on it (i think that’s what that is…lol)

also will we see 42’s married life and kiddos? 🥹

I may try to create a more detailed piece showing off their tattoos, but you have a good grasp on what’s there already 👌

He and Gwen each have a few couple tattoos, so as you mentioned Miles has a key with a G and to match, Gwen has a lock with a M (maybe a bit corny but I think it’s kinda cute). Miles also has “Brooklyn” tattooed on his left bicep in graffiti font, as well as E-65 on his right wrist.

The sunflower is actually supposed to be a daisy (I didn’t draw it very elaborately I know so easy mistake). I wanted Miles and Gwen’s tattoos to be artsy (as I imagine them being designed by Miles) but also to show how close of a couple they are. Based on the comics, Gwen’s birthday is in April and a daisy is one of the April birth flowers. She too has Miles’ birth flower, which can be a gladiolus or poppy (I went with a poppy bc I think it fits better with his personality) but that’s the gist, like I said, I may put them together on a larger scale so everyone can see what they are and who knows, I may add more.

And regarding 42, if inspiration strikes maybe we’ll get to see 42’s future life and possible babies ✨

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

A very Spidey Christmas - Hobie

Pairing: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader (1610!Miles, Gwen, 42!Miles, Margo, and Pavitr are here too)

Word count: 992

Warnings: One cuss word, usage of nicknames (peng, dove, my love) Hobie calls Miles ‘Peter Pan’ (not a warning per se but I just thought ppl might now understand it bc it might be a lil obscure or smth idk) slightly ooc Gwen, mild ghostflower/gwiles and some (subtle) prowlerbyte stuff <3

A/N: Can you tell I put the most effort into this 💔

VEE I USED YOUR GUIDE 😁 very helpful 10/10 would recommend so everyone go give it a read!

The sun was slowly sinking on the horizon, lighting up the frozen patterns inside the icicles hanging on the branches of trees as you finished determinedly constructing your snowman. Or rather, snow-building.

You had been hard at work for almost an hour now, and with the first traces of the evening starting to graze the darkening sky you stepped back to admire your handiwork, then decided to go over to everyone one by one to see their creations.

You had made an elaborately-designed snow-igloo, complete with miniature city built from snow surrounding it. You had painstakingly replicated the Brooklyn Bridge, the Statue of Liberty, and the Empire State Building out of small sticks and carefully-placed blankets of snow.

Your pride and joy of your entire display, however, was the diverse cast of tiny snow-people that sat on the ceiling dome of the igloo in various candid poses.

Snow-Hobie was distinguished by giant boots and a leather vest, the spikes on his mask and shoulders - made from twigs that were meticulously selected - sticking out at random angles as he played his little guitar for his audience. Which was, of course, namely the snow version of you - sitting cross-legged in front of him, every bit as supportive of him as you were in real life.

Ballet slippers and a hood set Gwen apart from the others as she danced en-pointe on the edge of the igloo, the perfect muse for an artist’s sketches. You had managed to replicate Miles’ hairstyle to a tee on his snow doppelgänger as he sat with his sketchbook in front of him, drawing Gwen as she posed for him.

Snow-Pavitr hung off one of the lower levels of the igloo’s walls, a thin web connecting him to the ceiling as his hair - and the fabric of his dhoti pants - all flopped to one side. Snow-Margo with her Afro puffs and the tiny version of the other Miles with his Prowler suit and braids were engaged in a conversation on the other side of the igloo dome, random parts of machinery scattered around them as they compared notes on everything they knew about technology and tinkering.

You wandered over to where Miles was working away at his snow sculpture, looking over his shoulder at the sharp edges and added flair of various leaves, stems and flowers which made his unique art style all the more recognizable even off the paper.

“What’re you making, Miles?”

“Oh, hi, Y/N! I’m actually trying to build Gwen… I’m not sure if it’s coming out well though.” He sat back and rubbed the back of his neck as he critically examined his creation. You took in the petals forming her hood, the leaves wrapped over each other to form her chucks, and the stems woven together to imitate a web shooting out from her wrist. “Well, I think it’s really cool.”

“Wait, really? Miles, that’s so sweet! I’m trying to make you too!” Gwen, who was sitting only a few feet away, gave him a warm smile and Miles just about lit up brighter than a Christmas tree. You chuckled under your breath at his reaction.

“I made a dog!” Pavitr piped up, proudly gesturing to his snow-dog. “His name’s Gulab Jamun!”

He was unfortunately sitting right in one of the sun’s last dying rays, so the dog’s face looked a little bit like a melted candle, but everything else had turned out pretty well.

“Pavi, I think now might not be the best time,” Margo murmured with a soft laugh, crouching to look at his sculpture. “It’s a good dog though.”

“They’re so in love it makes me sick,” Miles remarked, standing and looking at Gwen and Miles skeptically with his arms crossed. Margo lifted her head to glare up at him and he raised his palms in mock surrender. Though the small, fond smile that tugged at his lips as he looked at the purple spidergirl didn’t quite escape your watchful gaze.

“Don’t worry about ‘im, Peter Pan! ‘E’s just taking the mick,” Hobie called out reassuringly to Miles, who was now frowning slightly at the version of himself from another universe. “Lay off him, bruv! Man’s trying his best, innit?”

You joined Hobie a few metres away from everyone, where he appeared to be taking a break. “‘Ey, dove!” He called, his eyes lighting up with a grin when he saw you. You went to sit next to him and he wrapped a long arm around you. “‘Ow’s it goin’?”

“It’s good! I just about finished.” You turned to angle your gaze down at his… sculpture? Was that the right word for it? Maybe the term abstract art piece fit better? “Hobie, love, what’s yours supposed to be?”

“Oh, it’s a me’aphor for capi’alism.”

“Did it… fall apart?” You asked carefully, not wanting to come off as rude but also trying your best to understand what was in front of you.

“What d’you mean, peng ting? I actually patterned up and made it as thought-provokin’ as I could,” He sounded so genuinely puzzled by your questions that you decided to stop beating around the bush.

“Okay, I’ll bite. Hobie, that’s a pile of snow throwing up a middle finger.” You leaned forward slightly to see his masterpiece - a deliberately messy pile of snow flipping the world off, complete with a Norman Osborne figurine drowning in the snow in the centre, it’s eyes scratched out in Sharpie with bold X’s. “And is that… an Osborne action figure? Is this supposed to be something about him drowning in money he doesn’t deserve or even need? And the snow is supposed to symbolize the money saying, ‘fuck the world’?”

“See, now ya got it!” Hobie said proudly, not at all offended by your confusion and slight skepticism. “Now let’s go inside, shall we? My fingers are startin’ to freeze.”

“Your fingers are always freezing. Honestly, you’re somehow always so cold it’s a wonder that you’re not perpetually an ice cube.”

“All I’m ‘earin’ is that you think ‘m cool.”

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[andymakesgames]

I got a tattoo today! And I made a little web app to fine-tune the design with the tattoo artist!

You can play with it too if you're curious! The page is here: https://andymakes.com/extras/tattoo2024/

It technically works on phones, but you need to scroll to the right to see the design. It's better on desktop. I changed the default values to match what wound up on my arm!

After years of wanting another tattoo but not being able to decide on anything I had an idea for a simple geometric design of rotated rectangles. This sort of design shows up a lot in my pen plotter work. I liked that it represents the foundation of a lot of my more complex drawings.

My partner offered to help cover the cost as a birthday present, which got me more excited to actually do the thing!

I made a little P5JS app to think through the design myself and to make it easy to work with an artist. I wound up making an appointment with Mert in Brooklyn because he had a lot of really fantastic fine line work in his portfolio.

I make a lot of generative art, but skin isn't the same as pixels or paper, so I brought the app with me and we worked together adjusting sliders and printing stencils until we had a design that worked.

I'm very happy with how it came out and can't wait for it to heal. It'll go perfectly with my other tattoo from almost ten years ago: a unit circle!

Now I can use one tattoo to explain radians and another to show what you can make with 'em!

[thetylcr]

𝙇𝘼 𝘛𝘈𝘚𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌: 𝙋1

𝙋1 : 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝘼𝙎𝙄𝘾𝙎

What is your full name?

tyler monae morales.

Where and when were you born?

tyler was born in brooklyn new york on june 12th 1999.

Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

serena morales, her mother, is a retired nurse with a spicy mouth to balance her nurturing ways. known in her neighborhood for feeding any and everybody. tyler morales, her father, is a football coach for north crowley, one of the highest ranked highschool teams in the country. his attitude on the field was similar to his attitude at home, militant and aggressive.

Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

she has no siblings.

Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

tyler lives in a condo, 2 bedroom and 1 bath. sleek furniture with a hint of futuristic elements. a boatload of hello kitty decor. color pallet of black, white, grey and pink. she has recently rescued and became the owner of a wild but friendly cane corso. which she has named smokey, with the help of a close friend.

What is your occupation?

tyler is a full time fashion designer, owner of 𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙐𝙍𝘼; a clothing line that is sleek, futuristic and urban, and an occasional stylist for hire.

Write a full physical description of yourself. You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.

tyler stands at 5’6, weighing 115 lbs. brazilian, puerto rican, jamaican. black hair, dark brown eyes with naturally long eyelashes. style would be described as tom-boy aesthetic, nyc vibe with a sprinkle of femininity. tattoos all over, most prominent being the butter fly on her stomach and behind her ear, spider and ‘made in heaven’ on her neck, star around her right nipple, spider on her hand, the branch like symbols covering her back and lastly the spider web above her right eyebrow.

To which social class do you belong?

tyler is apart of the upper working class.

Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?

tyler is allergic to pollen and penicillin.

Are you right- or left-handed?

right handed.

What does your voice sound like?

soft yet raspy. new york accent.

What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?

deadass, honestly, fo’real, pretty girl, sh*t

What do you have in your pockets?

a lighter, iphone 15 and spearmint gum.

Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?

tyler is constantly smirking or grinning. being very expressional she uses her hands and face to speak, fitting the new yorker checklist. no matter where she is going, tyler has to put on a well styled outfit, often pushing others around her to do the same.

𝙋2 : 𝙂𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙐𝙋

“honestly, i grew up real sheltered. my parents had me in the crib, so i used to draw, sew and play alot of video games. i will say i always got what i wanted, so i was a spoiled ass kid. like i remember i was so mad i couldn’t go outside with the kids, but instead my pops bought me a laptop and a lil’ sewing kit like a hour later, i ain’t even care no more about going out.”

tyler couldn’t help but smile at the memories of her childhood, having nothing but fond memories despite it being a very isolated one. “i ain’t even really grow up around too much family, like i ain’t have no cousins, no siblings, no friends. no nothing. but i will say my parents played a big part in shaping me. i looked, well look, up to them to this day. i aspire to have the work ethic my pops had and just be half the woman my mom is fo’real. i never met anyone more caring, giving. i could honestly go on and on.”

tyler listened to the interviewers questions, feeling antsy with the anticipation of the inquiries being too far gone. she smiled once she realized they were simply just wanting to know more about her, as a designer, an artist. “well i have a bachelor’s degree in business management. i do plan on furthering my schooling, i just need another degree. but i gotta’ do it online. i hated the classroom aspect, i hated having to be in a seat for too long. i was real quiet and timid so i hated being around that many people. but i loved art class. shout to to miss.wolmack, she honestly taught me so much, shit that i still use today. had me wanting to be a model and allat.”

“damn, my mom bring this up atleast once every year. i was in kindergarten, i had kissed this boy named franklin, just like the turtle. just so i could use his box of 64 crayons. damn y’all trynna get all the tea. nah, i’m not a virgin at all. i feel like i lowkey lost it twice, i had sex with a female for the first time at 14, just doing shit. but i really lost my virginity at 21.”

𝙋3 : 𝙋𝘼𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙇𝙐𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎

What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?

“hmm..i would have to say it was a photo shoot that i did for my friend. it went viral and it really allowed me to stop working a 9 to 5, had more people looking at my clothes and designs. it really just opened mad doors for me.”

Who has had the most influence on you?

“depends on what we’re talking about. if it’s just who i am, that would be my moms. she really is just an amazing woman all around and i try to live my life in a way that honors her, if that makes sense. but clothing wise, it would have to be alot of anime and tv. i have a few pieced influenced by the flintstones, wilma to be specific. not gon’ lie, it just depends.”

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

“definitely the launch of my line in 2024. my baby.”

What is your greatest regret?

“ion have none. everything happens for a reason and since i can’t go back and fix nothing, why would i sulk over shit?”

What is the most evil thing you have ever done?

“damn, when i was a kid i mixed onion powder in my dad coffee creamer, the one that’s powder. that was the most spiteful thing ever. now i done did some foul shit in other aspects, but best believe it was warranted.”

Do you have a criminal record of any kind?

“i’ve never been convicted for nothin’ and imma keep it like that.”

When was the time you were the most frightened?

“shit every sunday growing up in my house. was walking on eggshells, my moms was on 10 about cleaning and my dad was crazy about planning everything to a t.”

What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?

“i will never forget it, sadly. but when i went on a roller skating date, thought i was eating and bust my ass right infront of some fine shit. i was like 17, damn near my whole senior class was there. i was livid.”

If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?

“hmm…. i would skip my first relationship, i feel like it molded the way i treat my partners, like the way i flip so easily no matter what im feeling and it’s like no matter how hard i try, shit ends up the same.”

What is your best memory?

“my 21st birthday, it was my first real party with more than just my family. i felt so loved, i literally have a photo album just from the party, was definitely one for the books.”

What is your worst memory?

“damn, ending it off with a bang huh? i would have to say watching my grandpa get sick and slowly change into someone totally different who didn’t even recognize me. i like to think im blessed to have even had him in my life, so i don’t like to think on that time period too much.”

“i appreciate y’all for allowing me to give a little more of myself and who i am to the public, can’t really support someone if you don’t know them. if y’all haven’t, make sure y’all preorder the newest items from futura! due to the increasing number of orders, the first 1,000 orders will actually be received on or before the 11th, as well as all other orders being shipped on the 11th. keep your eyes open for me, you’ll never know where you might see me.”

[artist-kreating-stuff]

I was surprised at how much good reception my Ninjago x Across the Spider Verse crossover fic received, so I decided to make a sequel! And maybe even more, depending on how my brain decides to work on this.

Enjoy part 2!

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He feels warm. He feels comfortable. He feels safe.

Miles can’t remember the last time he felt this secure. Even from before he became Spider Man, Brooklyn was never 100% safe. He remembered a few times in his childhood when he woke up to gunshots happening in the streets just outside his window. After he donned the mask, the paranoia only got worse. He always went to bed terrified that he would wake up with one of his arch nemeses pointing a gun or a claw at either his head or his parents.

I guess I’ve never really felt safe, He realized as he snuggled deeper into the soft surface. It’s nice.

Then he turned over on his side and a sharp pain in his shoulder rudely pulled him out of his secure bliss.

He abruptly sat up with a hiss and grabbed for the joint, massaging it until the discomfort subsided. As his senses started to wake up along with his body, he realized that he was feeling something rough beneath his fingertips. It stung, but he gradually opened his eyes to investigate. He took in the blurry sight of his shoulder wrapped in something white, and as his vision cleared, he realized it was a wad of bandages. Not only that, but he dimly noticed that the hand that was rubbing the wad was its normal brown skin color instead of the red and black fabric of his suit. Looking down, he realized that his other hand was also uncovered; the elusive gloves were discovered on a nearby bedside table. Other than that, upon inspection beneath his sheets, the entirety of his Spider Man suit was still attached to his body.

Even his web-slingers were still on his wrists. Whoever had removed his gloves probably thought they were weird pieces of jewelry or something.

After locating his missing clothing pieces, Miles’s gaze started to wander. He found that he was in a small room mostly made of wood, with walls and flooring that almost looked like canvas. The space was lit by morning light from a large window with dark wood panels. Peering outside, Miles found the reason for why he felt so safe:

There were no buildings. Therefore, there was no noise.

All he saw was endless sky.

Miles shrank back from the window and pressed himself further into the admittedly soft mattress, digging his uncovered hand into his hair. “Where am I… how did I get here?” He asked himself softly. He shook his head, trying to recall what had happened to him the night before. He remembered running from his alternate self and Uncle Aaron. He remembered finding a random open portal and diving through it. He remembered emerging on the other side to a world that was still far from the one he had grown up in. He remembered finding a quiet spot on a building where he could sit and think about how his luck had run out.

He remembered the stranger dressed in green.

He remembered being offered a soda that tasted like burnt cherries.

He remembered pouring out his troubles to the stranger, then crying on his shoulder while he held him.

He remembered the stranger telling him that his name was Lloyd Garmadon.

And he also remembered Lloyd telling him that he could help.

He couldn’t recall anything that happened afterwards, though. It was all a black blur. Did I pass out after that? He wondered. That guy said he was a teacher… is this the school he teaches at?

If it was a school, it was a pretty quiet one. Try as he might, he couldn’t hear a single blip of noise from outside or inside the building. It was a nice break from the usual hustle and bustle of Brooklyn, but the silence was quickly turning from peaceful to unsettling.

Regardless of the silence, his Spider Sense was going crazy. Even though he couldn’t hear anything, there were definitely people moving around inside the building. He didn’t know if it was the design of the place that kept sound from reaching him or if they were deliberately trying to be quiet, but either way, it only served to put him on edge. Why are they being so quiet?

His Spider Sense started heightening to a fever pitch. Someone was approaching the door to his room, still somehow without making any noise. Panic started to creep in as the feeling kept growing until he was certain that the person was right outside his door. Lloyd seemed nice, but how many people in this place are like him? He started to bring up a wrist in order to defend himself if need be, his gaze never leaving the doorway. Friend or foe…

The silence was finally broken by the soft sound of the door being slid open. A head slowly poked itself into the room and took a cautious look around. Upon catching sight of him sitting upright in bed, the face broke into a wide smile. “You’re awake!” The person exclaimed.

Before Miles could blink, this newcomer was suddenly right at his bedside, still talking animatedly. “I just came down to check on you, but I didn’t know that you were actually awake - good morning! How ya feeling? This is so exciting - I’ve never met someone from outside of Ninjago before! Well, technically that’s not true, I have. But from what Lloyd tells us, you’re from much farther than any of us have been! I have so many questions - what languages are spoken in your realm? What kinds of food do you have? What’s the weather like? What do the animals look like - are they weird? Is day day and night night where you’re from, or is it the other way around?”

When the new stranger paused for breath, Miles took the opportunity to break in with a weak “Um… hi?”

The stranger blinked before chuckling, bringing a hand up to scratch his neck sheepishly. “Sorry… guess I got a little carried away, huh? Let’s start over.” His hand came down and in front of him in an attempt at a handshake. “Hiiii - I’m Arin!” He explained cheerfully. “And you are?”

Before answering, Miles took in his enthusiastic new fan. He was around the same age as Miles. He had brown skin about a shade or two darker than Miles’ own. He also had a similar style of hair, though his was slightly less sculpted, with curled locks falling over his forehead and ears. He wore a bright orange hoodie with a slightly darker fabric covering his right arm, with a metallic shoulder guard cresting his right shoulder. The front boasted a kickass dragon design with a fanged mouth and bared claws, reaching towards a stylized white X.

But it was his name that took Miles off guard. Arin… one couldn’t tell how it was spelled just by hearing it out loud, but it sounded too close to his uncle’s name. Hearing the name caused some painful memories to resurface - memories he thought he’d pushed down in the months after Uncle Aaron’s death. For a second, he was even sure that he saw his uncle’s face in front of him.

The illusion soon broke, though. This new Arin was still staring at him expectantly, shaking his hand slightly as if he thought Miles had forgotten it was there. He blanched and gave his head a mental smack. This guy isn’t Uncle Aaron - doesn’t even look like him! Get a hold of yourself, man! He finally reached out and took the proffered hand. “I’m Miles.”

“Nice to meet ya, Miles!” Arin told him brightly, shaking his hand with a surprisingly firm grip. “Lloyd told us that we had a guest who’d recently been through a tumble, but he wouldn’t tell us anything more.” His gaze landed on Miles’ wrapped shoulder and his eyes widened. “Wow… I guess he wasn’t kidding about the tumble part, huh? How are you feeling?”

Miles rubbed his shoulder again and grimaced. “A little sore,” He admitted.

“I know what that feels like,” Arin agreed, nodding knowingly. He leaned forward with a conspiratorial grin. “Do you know what always makes me feel better when I’m sore?”

“Painkillers?” Miles guessed. He could really use a few at the moment.

“Pie!” Arin said instead. It was then that Miles noticed that he hadn’t come into his room empty handed. A porcelain plate had been his partner in crime, which he now held up in triumph. On top was a single slice of pie, the crust a golden brown and the filling an interesting array of colors, alternating between cheery yellow, warm brown, and meaty orange.

It smelled heavenly, but Miles blinked at the offering. “…That’s laced with painkillers?” He added to Arin’s statement, half expecting the whole thing to be a joke.

Arin lowered the plate and looked at Miles as if he’d suddenly sprouted two heads. “No! That’s called ‘spiking’!” One of his hands left the plate to position itself against his chest, giving him an air of self-importance. “I will have you know, I am a well-respected baker in these parts - I would never endanger my reputation by deigning to spike one of my pies!”

Miles put up both of his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay, I kid!” He claimed. Whatever he’d meant to do by coming to this place, it wasn’t making enemies with the very first person he met. Though that does seem to be becoming a trend with me…

Luckily for him, Arin’s smile returned. “So do I,” He revealed slyly. He gently set the plate down on Miles’s covered lap and procured a silver fork from seemingly out of nowhere. “You know, you’re actually came here on a pretty good day,” He went on to explain, placing the fork next to the slice of intriguing pie. “This is my famous Breakfast Pie - I only make it when I have enough energy to get up early in the morning. Which, trust me, around here…” He set a hand on the bedsheets and leaned towards Miles with a dead serious look in his eye. “Is very rare.”

He then stepped back and stared at Miles expectantly. Getting the feeling that he was supposed to start eating the pie, and finding himself unwilling to make yet another enemy in his trip across the multiverse, he readily picked up the fork. The silver points pierced the golden crust, separating a small amount from the rest of the pie. With Arin looking on, he brought the utensil to his mouth and took a cautious bite.

Immediately, his tastebuds came alive with flavor. “Oh my god - what is in this thing?” He asked Arin as he started shoveling forkful after forkful of the divine pastry between his teeth. He hadn’t even realized how hungry he was until he’d actually put food into his mouth, but now that he’d acknowledged it, he couldn’t stop eating.

“Breakfast!” Arin claimed simply; seeing that his dish was an instant hit, his smile grew even wider until Miles was sure his face would split in half. “I filled it with eggs, sausage, cheese, bacon… oh! And I made the crust using pancake batter!”

The pie was gone in five seconds, allowing Miles to give Arin his full attention. “Impressive! Those things are delicious on their own, but I never would have thought to put them all in a pie.”

“That’s Arin for ya,” A familiar voice came from the still open doorway. Both heads swiveled to find a young man with blonde hair and green eyes standing there, the features glinting almost ethereally in the light from the window. Miles realized that it was the stranger he had met the previous night, Lloyd. Only instead of the baggy hoodie and sweatpants from before he was wearing an ensemble that kind of looked like a green gi from a stylish karate dojo, complete with similar green armor. And unlike his previous appearance, his current apparel showed off a more fit physique.

“Lloyd!” Both boys exclaimed in surprise. “So… martial arts teacher, huh?” Miles asked him, nodding to his outfit.

“You better believe it,” Lloyd confirmed with a sly wink. He walked fully into the room and playfully ruffled Arin’s already messy Afro. “I see you’ve met Arin. He’s our on-site baker, and a pretty good one at that. Give him an ingredient, and he’ll find some way to bake it into a pie.”

“It’s true!” The student in orange agreed enthusiastically, sounding eager to prove his skills. He looked to Miles imploringly. “Go on - give me an ingredient!”

“Oh - uhm…” Miles floundered upon being put on the spot. He searched his pathetically empty brain for a baking ingredient and spat out the first thing that came to mind: “Blueberry?”

Arin pushed air through his lips in a condescending pshaw. “Please - child’s play,” He boasted, waving a hand in the air dismissively. “Cinnamon crust, add a little lemon juice to the filling, and the blueberries sing like a sweet songbird. Come on - give me a hard one!”

“We don’t have to do this now,” Lloyd tried to protest gently, but Miles cut him off.

“Nah man, I want to see how far we can take this,” He told the blonde teacher. He set the empty plate on the bedside table and sat up more comfortably in the bed before turning back to Arin. “Apple?”

“Cinnamon all the way, with a slight splash of orange juice to bring out the citrus flavors!” Arin proclaimed confidently, a pointer finger high in the air. “I told you to give me a hard one!”

“Grape?”

“Mix it with sugar and you essentially got a jelly pie!”

“Rhubarb?”

“Same as with the grapes - dunk them in sugar to counterbalance the sourness!”

“Celery?”

“Kind of unconventional, but you can mix cubes of it with peanut butter and raisins to make a kind of ‘Ants on a Log’ style pie!”

“Meat?”

“What kind?”

“Okay! Can we stop this now, please?” Lloyd butted in, placing his hands between the two like a referee. He shot Miles an accusatory glare. “Before Miles here gives you an ingredient that absolutely should not go in a pie?”

Miles snorted and sat back on his hands. “Oh please - I wasn’t going to say anything bad, exactly,” He claimed with a smirk.

“I’d prefer not to find out, thank you,” Lloyd responded drily.

After that little exchange, the blonde teacher sighed and gestured to the edge of the bed. Miles hadn’t even realized that he’d set down a neat pile of clothes while they had been talking. “Anyway, I’d already been coming to your room to give you a change of clothes when Arin here decided to scream to the Monastery that you were awake.”

“I-I wasn’t screaming!” Arin protested, his dark cheeks turning darker from a self-conscious blush. “I was… loudly announcing. There’s a difference!”

“Yeah, the difference being volume - I could hear you from the laundry room!” Lloyd rebutted with a slight laugh. His attitude took a serious turn as he crossed his arms and looked at his student with a frown. “Anyways, are you sure you should be up and around with that ankle?”

Confused, Miles glanced over the edge of the bed. To his surprise, Arin was barefoot and sporting a bright orange nylon ankle brace over his right foot. While it wasn’t obvious that he was in pain, he was favoring most of his weight on his left. Lloyd did say that one of his students got hurt yesterday, He remembered, looking at Arin in a new light.

“Zane said it was only a minor sprain,” Arin assured him, his smile taking a softer edge. “He cleared me for training, as long as it’s not anything too laborious. Seriously, I’m fine.” To provide further proof, he made a show of rocking back and forth on his heels.

Lloyd looked like he was going to protest again, so Miles decided to speak up on the matter. “It’s only a minor sprain, right? I say let him do what he needs to do.” When two pairs of eyes swiveled to meet him, he shrank back. “I mean… if he’s up to it…”

Arin grinned at him appreciatively before turning back to Lloyd. “See? The new guy gets me!” He claimed, waving in Miles’s direction. “I’m fine, really!” Lloyd’s green eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth, to which Arin abruptly jutted a finger in his face. “Uh uh uh! You’re outnumbered, mister - can’t say no this time!”

Lloyd swallowed whatever he was about to say and sighed instead. “Fine, just… take it easy today, okay?” He asked, waving a dismissive hand in the air. “If I hear anything from anyone about you being in pain, I’m putting you on the sidelines until that brace comes off completely. Capisce?”

“Capase, dad!” Arin yelled in exhilaration. Bouncing on the balls of his injured and uninjured feet, he grabbed the empty plate from the bedside table and made to exit. Before he did, he turned and gave Miles a grateful bow. “Thank you for helping me plead my case, new guy!” He said cheerfully. He then rushed out the open doorway and rushed down the hall, yelling “HEY GUYS - LLOYD SAID I’M GOOD FOR PRACTICE! AND NO, I AM NOT KIDDING!”

Lloyd watched him go with an expression of fondness. “So, you’ve met one of my students,” He noted briskly. “First impression of my work environment?”

Miles snickered, absently wiping a few stray crumbs from his suit. “If all of your students are like Arin, I think your allies are very lucky, and your enemies are in for an earful if they ever manage to capture him,” He admitted.

Lloyd laughed out loud, making Miles jump. “I’m sure they are, but I doubt they’ll ever catch him,” He said, sounding totally convinced. “Arin’s too good.”

“Sounds impressive,” Miles complimented. He waited a few seconds before addressing the elephant in the room: “So Lloyd… what exactly happened last night?”

Lloyd gave him a surprised side-eye. “You don’t remember anything?” He asked.

“I remember everything up until the point where you…” He trailed off, suddenly aware of how embarrassing what he was about to say was. “Hugged me.”

Lloyd stared at him a few seconds before smirking. “What, embarrassed to say that a complete stranger offered you support in your darkest moments?”

“I-I’m not saying that…” Miles stuttered, digging his fingers into the sheets around him.

Fortunately for him, Lloyd seemed to be as resilient to inadvertent insults as his student, as he laughed once more. “Ah, don’t worry - I’d be a little weirded out too if I was hugged by someone I didn’t know.” He leaned over and pressed his fingers against the bandages on Miles’s shoulder, inspecting it. “Well, after our little heart-to-heart, you kind of passed out on me, so I had to carry you back here to get you checked out. Our medical professional looked you over, and other than a slight concussion and a few scratches on your shoulder, nothing too serious. Though he did bandage you up just to make sure nothing reopens.

“Sorry I put my hands on you without your consent,” Lloyd said jokingly, holding both his hands up in mock surrender as he stepped away from the bandages. “But I had to make sure you were out of danger. Don’t worry.” He spread his arms and gestured to the building around them. “The Monastery of Spinjitzu is about as safest as you can get in these parts.”

“Monastery of… what?” Miles questioned. He was familiar with a few martial arts, but he’d never heard of… what was it again? Spin-jit-zu?

Lloyd laughed again, though not unkindly. “Boy do we have a lot to show you,” He mused.

It was meant in good-nature, though it only served to remind Miles that he might be here for a lot longer than he wanted to be. “So uh… Lloyd… before I passed out…” He began slowly, trying to bring up his case in a way that didn’t seem ungrateful. “I remembered you saying that… you could… you know…”

“Help you?” The blonde teacher finished. When Miles nodded, he gave one in return. “Yup, already on it - our tech experts are trying to find a way to get you home as we speak.”

Good news, but the vision he’d seen of the Spot killing his father echoed in his mind, reminding him what was at stake if he didn’t get home soon. “D-do… do you think they could, um… speed run the process?”

Lloyd looked at him a little more seriously. “It’s a delicate process, so I don’t know how much quicker they can run it,” He informed him. “Any particular reason?”

The vision flashed across his vision once more, making him flinch. “Let’s just say that something really bad will happen if I don’t get home.”

Lloyd stared at him for a second longer before sighing. “I’ll check in with them and see what they can do,” He promised. A finger reached out and tapped the pile of clothes he’d left on the bed. “In the meantime, you can change into these and come meet the others. They’ve been dying to meet you.” With that, he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Miles was about to protest that he didn’t need to change clothes, but he raised his arm to his nose to check and nearly took a longer nap. He’d been running around so much, he hadn’t realized how dirty his suit was getting. Now thankful for the clothing change, he reached for the pile and pulled it over to him.

Well, I woke up this morning in a different dimension… maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up back home.

[designedbyced]

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[rubysapphrald]

How is kylo connected to the insurance agency? I feel like thats a p important part of the movies so it'd have to be in real life, right?

The ceo's sugarbaby?

hold on a second i’ve given this some thought

first order financial is technically based out of london and is helmed by a weird reclusive founder that apparently never leaves england and only communicates with his acting CEO (hux, who is a british transplant miserably living in new york city and is clearly some form of nepo hire because no one gets promoted so high that young but he runs the place like the fucking navy so you can’t ever bring it up or he’ll make your life hell) through suspiciously grainy skype calls with spoofed IP signatures. a lot of people think he actually lives on some tropical island with no extradition policy just in case first order blows up but no one has proof of it

kylo cycles through a lot of jobs and places and circumstances between the ages of sixteen and twenty-six, including but not limited to; one single semester of college (web design), a year in an apartment in los angeles in which he did not pay rent once, two weeks of illegally living out of his car in a national park, a job at a gas station, a job at a subway, a job at a subway inside a gas station, a short stint in the marines (dishonorably discharged), a moment as a very peripheral member of a heist crew followed by three months in a canadian jail, a job as a taxi driver in brooklyn (fired for recklessness after one final unhappy customer), and a small period as a moderately employed construction worker

during a stretch of time which he still modestly refers to as a “gap year” but was actually like eight months of doing drugs in italian nightclubs when he was twenty-three kylo meets a girl who introduces him to a guy who introduces him to some other guys who encourage him to drop the twitch channel idea and go all in on the contract killer thing. not only is he willing to do it he also ends up being unexpectedly good at it. he learns a couple other languages and hones his skills and after a year or so he changes his name and heads to the UK to try to figure out how to advertise his service without getting like put in prison forever or some such thing

in the process of this first order is going through some complicated internal power struggles predicated on the fact that basically the entire business is one big insurance scam and the crux of this is that snoke’s business partners are trying to oust him. his solution to this is to hire the first person he can find that’s willing to take them out and offer them however much money they want for it. kylo makes like a million dollars in one go but snoke is so rich he doesn’t care. kylo does whatever for this guy because he pays more than anyone else; snoke becomes a repeat customer and gets used to having an attack dog that will take out anyone that threatens his schemes

the guy willing to commit misdemeanors to expose first order’s massive fraud operation is of course poe, who has gained kind of a reputation for very loud and disruptive investigative journalism and activism in multiple cities. he’s extremely persistent and determined but not very subtle about his efforts so basically everyone at first order that is high up enough to know about the fraud knows someone is on their trail. snoke assumes poe is being fed information from someone on the inside (he isn’t, he’s just good at looking for stuff in places no one else does) so he sends kylo to the US to stake the place out and see if he can’t 1. find out who the mole is and 2. eliminate poe, but poe gets arrested before kylo can finish the job, bringing us to the top of the movie. this last bit is mostly because i was laughing really hard at the idea of kylo showing up in new york after very few people were told he even existed only for hux to realize that his boss’ pet hit man is the terrible driver that he once pulled strings to get fired from a taxi job in brooklyn.

[apswebtech]

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[michygranger23]

Hello!! I bring to you the second part of the Spider-people to get to know them better!! Hopefully I'll continue the discduo one later today or until tomorrow. ALSO!! If you have any ideas for any of the outfits for the Spider-people I'm up to hear them!! I already have some ideas but I'm up to hear other's opinions. Anyways ONTO THE RAMBLE!!

(Part 2/2)

Spider-Nihachu "Spider-Aqua" (Earth 0311001)

Nihachu is a 21 year old woman who recently moved to New York (she used to live in Brooklyn) who shares an apartment with Minx (they're best friends from a long time and get along really well). She works at a bakery alongside Ranboo (who is a student). Tommy and Tubbo are regulars at the place to come eat some sweets and talk with the both of them (Ranboo and them are classmates)

Niki was bitten by a radioactive spider while swimming in a pool near an Alchemax building when she went to practice there. Minx never knew about the secret since Niki never wanted to put her in danger.

Her special power is that she's able to breathe underwater (the spider that bit her was a diving bell spider, the only spider that can live underwater), and she's also able to create bubbles of water that get to help her to capture villains (imagine them like if they were like bubbles, the exterior of the bubble would be water, and the interior is oxygen, so the people trapped don't drown-unless she makes the interior made of water as well-).

She lost Minx when she was fighting Mysterio (in her universe, Sam is Mysterio). He created an illusion where Minx and some rumble was falling down a building, she went straight to Minx, only to find out that Mysterio tricked her to pick the rumble, and Minx fell down the building.

Other villains she has: Tommy as Green Goblin, HBomb as Sandman, Punz as Electro, Jschlatt as Kingpin, Puffy as Black Cat, etc.

Spider-Technoblade "Blood-Arachne" (Earth 010699)

Technoblade is a 24 year old man that lives in New York with his family. Philza is his dad, Kristin is his mother, Tommy and Wilbur are his brothers. He works as a history teacher in a high-school (the same one Tommy goes to) and is also a fencing teacher in the weekends.

Techno was bitten by a radioactive spider when he went to an abandoned subway to supervise Tommy and Wilbur that wanted to explore the place, the subway was near an Alchemax building.

His special power is to detect his enemies by hearing the palpitations of their blood and their scent. He's able to smell the blood type of his enemies to recognize them, hear the beating of their heart to locate where they are, and determine how big or small their enemy is. In consequence of this power, he hears voices in his head that sometimes demand a bloodbath, he usually satisfies this by eating raw meat that still contains blood -or even some small animals- (his body needs to consume blood to survive and satisfy the voices, as if he was a vampire. The voices usually are pretty chill and annoying most of the time, but when it comes to blood, they become bloodthirsty voices). He also makes webs made by his own blood, it doesn't hurt him (that's why the name blood). He told his brothers about his secret when they caught him sneaking back to his room after a night of patrol while he was still in costume with his mask off.

He lost Kristin while fighting The Lizard (in his universe, Sapnap is the Lizard). Sapnap tried to infect the city with the lizard-gas, Kristen was in the mall the fighting was taking place on, and when Techno almost beated The Lizard, he made the mall explode, Techno was able to get Sapnap and him out of the explosion, and when he tried to caught his mom, it was too late.

Other villains he has: Quackity as Green Goblin, Tubbo as Doc Oc, Eret as Vulture, Fundy as Scorpion, etc.

AND THAT'S ALL THE SPIDER-PEOPLE!! Let me know your thoughts and opinions about this!! I'll work on the discduo one later today or tomorrow, so look out for that!! Let me know as well your ideas for the design of the Spider-people and discduo if you have any!!