Learning Is Best With Experience And I'll Be Learning About Edo Period—japan's Golden Age—by Living

mj x luca foreva ‼️

SELF INTRO ; MLB AU DR

🎶 now playing...cherry pie - warrant

name ; Mary Jane "MJ" Cuffee

species ; human/witch

race ; west african

variant of ; Mary Jane Watson / spiderman

ethnicity ; akan / ashanti (at least primarily)

nationality ; british, american, jamaican

hobbies ; writing, bass, reading, baking

when you think of me, think of ; rock n roll, red velvet scented perfume, bouncy red locs, spiders (duh), gold jewelry, flirting just enough for plausible deniability, cherry pie, cherries in general, cheerleading.

your quintessential iondarian cool girl. charmingly mild mannered and quiet with a thinly veiled rebellious edge, and a great love for philosophy & classic literature. but im hiding two big secrets...im both a spider person and the descendant of a long line of powerful witches.

awakening story ; i was in a devastating car crash during the end of my freshman year of high school, i woke up with strange powers and my kwamii, webb, at my side. i dont exactly know why any of it happened, but webb for some reason has knowledge of witchcraft (albeit limited) and she assists me in perfecting the art of magic and my miraculous powers.

love interest

now playing...my girlfriend is a witch - october county

name ; lucas "luka" parker

trope ; friends to lovers, semi slowburn.

dynamic ; too much pda/too much chemistry. the "get a room" couple.

yeeeahh so in my DR he's literally a werewolf?? uhm anyways, we started hanging out when he was starting to "change". in that time, he had terrible health and uncharacteristic mood swings. any typical werewolf transition era would be shitty, but his was especially bad. since im a witch, i used little spells to help my new found friend from the sidelines. eventually my tricks werent enough, and i had to pull out the big guns--summoning & making a contract with the wolf miraculous to keep him alive (omitting the explanation to why this works, and im sure the whole story is a bit confusing already...). since then he had a "special" bond with me, not because of any magical or supernatural shit, but gratitude and a great deal of respect.

used to date marionette before me, and i used to date adrien. talk about awkward!

"why a werewolf, pheenix? 🤨" cause theyre hot???

the last thing I expected from myself was learning about different aspects of science to create my cursed technique ?!

me in bed scripting on notion and pinterest ⋆💗 ˚｡⋆

I’m shifting tonight iiiiiiiiiii donttttt careeeeee

SCRIPT THIS ✐ᝰ : SHONEN MANGA .ᐟ

(or for any action packed series)

playing — gods by njz .ᐟ

"one more step, you're immortal now..."

TIMELINE ރ

✎ The timelines are always fluid, seeping into one another. Nothing ever seems rushed or out of place, no sudden twists that make you feel like the universe is conspiring against you (I'm looking directly at you, Akutami...).

✎ There’s a beautiful lack of plot holes, and even if there are any in your drama, they’re quickly wrapped up with a clever, reasonable explanation—or you can just script them away.

✎ You're allowed to be a child. You're allowed to dream and laugh and be carefree without always feeling the weight of the world crashing down, breaking apart and seeping into your mind.

ACTION ރ

✎ You’re able to tune the world out in the middle of a fight. The noise fades away as you focus. Time slows and every strike, every dodge feels like it’s happening in your own world. The chaos? It’s nothing but background noise in your fight.

✎ Regardless of the battle, your outfit always remains intact. Whether you’re fighting on the frontlines or escaping, your clothes cling to you just right: it's like they were tailored to suit you and every movement you make.

✎ Just the sheer presence of you is overwhelming: the second you reveal yourself or step into a battle, even the strongest of your opponents slightly hesitate, but just for a second. Their hesitation quickly becomes amusement, knowing this fight won't be like any other they've experienced.

SKILLS ރ

✎ You're strength can easily be compared to that of an ancient spirit—a force that naturally flows through your veins. Whether it's raw strength or precision, no one dares to underestimated you.

✎ Your fighting style is untouchable, impossible to replicate. Every move is yours alone, carved into existence through sheer will. They can study you, mimic you—but they will never become you.

✎ Memory is your key weapon. In battle, every strike, every movement is easily memorized by you. Once you’ve seen an attack, it’s already useless against you. Your mind is a living gallery of fights, adapting in real-time. Foes realize too late: you never make the same mistake twice.

✎ You see things others don't. With a keen eye for patterns, weaknesses, even the smallest shifts in movement, nothing can escape your eyesight.

✎ Speed is a second nature to you. You don't just move—you vanish and reappear, closer to your goal than a second before. You're a blur, a shadow, a creature always moving. To the untrained eye, you're Newton's first law: once you're in motion, you'll always stay in motion.

✎ Sound, who's that? Your movements are ghost-like, silent. The only sign of your presence are the footsteps left behind. But by the time they realize you're there, it's already too late—the damage is done, and you're nothing more than a flicker in their fading consciousness.

xoxo, nana <3

oMG UR HALF BRAZILIAN?!?!?@?! do u know the language??

ughh I wish 🫩

a little nana lore :: I grew up with both japanese parents (adoptive dad lol) so I've only ever been exposed to my asian side ://

I'm hoping to visit Brazil in the future and learn more about my other half one day !!

confession : I have different rc's and names for every reality I shift to because I get tired of repetition easily .‸.

renewed manners | blaise zabini

blaise zabini | fluff | wc: 746

summary: the slytherin boys tease blaise about having a polaroid picture of you two inside of his wallet

Blaise felt that he was a rather normal man. 

He grew up in a somewhat broken home—though he doubted anybody’s was truly perfect—with a good mom who hung around bad men. Bad men who helped him know what a good man was. 

He’d learned early on what not to be. Treat women with respect, open the doors for them and pull their chairs in unless they stated otherwise. Protect them from dangerous assholes that would want nothing more than to break their hearts. Make sure that you’re an emotionally mature man, don’t invalidate their feelings and don’t act like a holier than thou kind of man. Respect them in a positive way, in a way that would make someone feel cherished and loved beyond belief. 

Maybe he had fallen off his rails when he began to hang out with the Slytherin boys more often. He found himself sleeping around with different women from time to time—though his manners remained the same even still. Opening the door to his bedroom became a regular occurrence in Fifth Year, though he kept the door to his heart shut off to even the closest of his friends. 

That was until you came along. 

A lovely girl that he had been paired up with during a Potions project, completely innocent in a way that he had never met before. You hadn’t wanted Blaise for sex, for money, or for anything else that would annoy him. You never hated him either, though he wasn’t sure whether you hated anyone that you knew. 

He had relearned himself when he began to hang out with you more. He held the door to the library instead of to his bedroom, and he had offered his heart in slow but sure increments. It was romantic and it was sweet, and it was everything that he had ever possibly needed to change. 

And if he used his experiences with them to know how to treat you? It was nothing more than basic human decency to him now.

“Who’s this in your wallet?” 

“What?” Blaise asked confusedly, looking over at his friends. He hadn’t hung out with them for a while, mostly because he had been hanging out with you so much. That wasn’t a bad thing on his part, at least not through his perception.

He hadn’t even noticed that Mattheo and Lorenzo had stolen his wallet until he had turned around. “This girl. In your wallet.” Lorenzo said, holding his opened wallet. There was a polaroid photo of him and you in there that his mother had taken of you both—hidden away in the kitchen with you resting on the counter.

“Who is it?” Mattheo repeated.

Blaise hummed and took the wallet back from his friends. “My girlfriend.” he murmured.

“Oh?” Theodore said, leaning over the couch. He had a smirk on his face that was hidden by his cigarette. “That’s who’s taken you away from us?”

“Mhm.” he nodded blankly at them. “I’m going on a date with her later, so I can’t stay long.”

“She’s pretty.” Mattheo whistled. “She good in bed?”

Blaise scowled at him, scoffing at his question. He hadn’t realized just how much his friends obsessed over sex, not until recently. “None of your business.”

“Whatever.” Mattheo rolled his eyes.

“Down bad.” Lorenzo chuckled, gently shoving Blaise’s arm. “We’ve still missed you though. New drama that happened, y’know.”

Blaise hummed quietly and looked over at Lorenzo. “Like what?”

“Theo and Pans are dating!” Lorenzo said excitedly. 

Blaise raised his eyebrows curiously, looking over at Theodore. “Congratulations.”

“Thanks.” Theodore murmured.

Blaise sat down on the couch and opened his wallet again, looking over the photos his mom had taken again. He had introduced you just recently, though you two had clicked immediately. He remembered how his mom had taken to you as soon as you walked through the door, borderline ignoring him for you.

He didn’t quite mind though, he really thought you deserved it. 

Maybe he’d introduce you to his friends soon. Only if you suggested it first though. As much as he had slowly distanced himself from their behaviors recently, he still considered them decent people.

“Okay but, are we not gonna talk about Blaise turning into a sap?” Mattheo chuckled. “A picture of her in his wallet? Really?”

“Never heard of that before.” Theodore whispered conspiratorially next to Blaise's ear. “He’s leashed up like a dog, I bet.”

Lorenzo laughed out loud at that. “Blaise’s a dog now?”

Blaise sighed dramatically, rubbing his hand over his forehead. Maybe he should distance himself further.

thank you so much for reading! i'm not sure whether i like this little drabble's style or not, but i wanted to do a character study of blaise compared to the rest of the slytherins. i feel like out of everyone in that group, he'd probably be the most respectful to women, hence this wonderous little drabble here <3

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how I think yall sleep in those dangerous ass drs

THE CHROME SPIDER - (SPIDERVERSE DR #1 INTRO)

okay, let’s do this one last time.

hi, my name’s venoria kingston, and i’m earth-404’s friendly neighborhood spider-woman (that everyone kind of has beef with for some reason?). my official name is the chrome spider…i just happen to be a woman and a ‘spider’, so people think that other name is easier.

not as cool, but whatever…

let’s get one thing straight: i was not bitten by a real spider. i made my own spider. originally, it was meant to be a drone-type mechanism for a science project, but there was a malfunction and the spider “bit” me. the fluids i used to power the machine fused with my blood, and instead of poisoning me or hurting me, i became the chrome spider.

still don’t understand the scientific basis of that, but…hopefully miguel will figure it out!

shortly after that event, the whole debacle with kingpin happened. i got transported into miles’ earth, and let me tell you, it was a learning curve. people were using devices i read about in textbooks — they were like ancient relics to me. my earth is set in the far future, the future with flying cars and androids that could be your philosophy teacher or your math tutor. so imagine my surprise when i saw cars, with rubber wheels, on the ground.

i’m getting distracted. anyways, during my time wandering through new york without a clue as to why i’m there, i met miles, noir, gwen, and peter, who are still my friends to this day. after everything was resolved, i went back to my earth, earth-404.

while the multiverse crossover was happening, my sister, yvonne, went missing. i’m still looking for her to this day, and i’m determined to find her. that’s why i went to miguel for help. he has the tech to jump from universe to universe, and i have a goal i am hellbent on completing. now i’m part of the spider society, simultaneously doing grunt work for miguel and narrowing down where my sister is.

surely nothing else can go wrong. right?

ABILITY OVERVIEW

chromium (chrome metal) manipulation… i can materialize liquid chrome from my fingertips and basically create whatever i want out of it. i use this mainly to create body armor, weapons, shields, and restraints.

electricity overload… due to my spider suit, i have electrical abilities that are enhanced with my chrome. i can overload certain signals or machines with direct contact.

coding efficiency…

hacking efficiency…

web slinging… i have artificial webs that are kept in my wrist gauntlets. these webs can also be hardened by my chrome to secure their durability and resistance, though once they are coated, they cannot move from their initial position.

jet boots… on the bottom of the boots of my suit, i have small jet boosters that can enhance my attacks and fly me up into the air, enhancing my web slinging as well.

chrome-coated motorcycle… i just have a cool tron-like motorcycle with extra armor on. cause i can!

END OF INTRO — HAPPY SHIFTING!