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Omniscient reader's gunpoint đ
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
The honorary 5th member.
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not me falling ito the spideytorch hole again
OH MY GOD THESE ARE MY FAVORITES... AND THEY ARE TOGETHER!!! AAAAAAA-
:3
Wait, which series does Miles Morales first appear in? All these different series are so confusing
The spideytorch brainrot is so badâŚ.. based on ff #17 where johnny definitely wasnât peterâs house husband
i need everyone to see these panels from the monster high howilday haunt comic
Artists.
You do not need your Twitter.
Twitter is not the boost you think it is anymore.
I have seen at least 6 people I follow on BlueSky saying they have looked into their numbers and compared to Twitter? BSky gives them over double the exposure and follow through for outside links (probably because Twitter kills your tweet if you have links).
Twitter is testing a feature to allow other users to click a button attached to your posts to put your art into their Grok ai and make ai art with it without your permission automatically.
It is marking non-ai art as being made with Grok (probably to promote it).
You do not need Twitter.
Twitter needs you.
Starve the fuckin thing.
@maroonsoldier
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Spider-Man x Gotham idea where instead of Peter being homeless or working as a tech repair person or an intern at WE and all those other popular tropes. He lands in Gotham through some means or other, figures out he's far from home (hehe) and needs to get home. But he needs money and currently is homeless living in some abandoned place. Gotham is awful with jobs everywhere but nobody willing to take a whatever-age-you-choose that looks a lot younger than he is because he doesn't look tough enough for the job. And Peter is slowly loosing hope, no money means no shelter, food, or means to make tech that can help him get home.
But then as he's aimlessly walking down a Gotham street, hands in his jacket pockets and hood pulled up, a strike of rare lucky falls in his lap.
NOW HIRING! APPLY ONLINE!
A banner hangs in front of the Gotham Post Office. A once crystal clean white banner with accents of blue now dirty and smog and stains, maybe even splatters of blood, smear across.
Not one to pass up an opportunity Peter ran across the street uncaring of the cars beeping at him and cursing slurred his way. This may be his only chance.
Inside the post office is more clean than Peter could have thought Gotham capable of. A spacious room, clean white tile floors in front that stretches left and right, although to the right it becomes carpet where PO Boxes fill up an entire wall. A few steps forward and Peter reaches the service desk, pexi-like glass seperating him from the worker as they greet him with a dim smile. The first smile he's recieved since coming here that doesn't involved him getting mugged.
A quick inquiry of getting a job there and the whole place is suddenly alive. The workers are desperate, that much Peter gathers with how he is allowed behind the desk to use one of the worker's computers to apply. They don't ask personal questions like his age or his family, just questions about how he feels about carrying this, being in danger by people wanting to steal mail, walking a lot, learning new routes, things he never thought of but make sense given the job type.
Four weeks later, one spent in waiting for a response and learning more about the workers there. Two spent in orientation and training out in the Metropolis branch where he receives several warnings from them about Gotham and it's past mail carriers. And one receiving on the job training. But finally Peter has a solid job with a surprisingly good benefits and a killer pay.
His Spidey Sense is constantly thrumming, a background sensation since being in Gotham but he hones in on it and becomes one of the most untouchable mail carriers in Gotham. Everyday he's on a differnt route and one day he ends up doing deliveries in the richer side of Gotham.
A package bigger than the mailbox stumps him momentarily before he presses the com buttom at the front gates. It's silent at first, him awaiting for an answer back while beginning to remeber what he's supposed to do when he can't deliver a package.
Static then, "Wayne residence, how may I help you?"
Peter being a mail carrier is just a concept i thought of while in the shower and it hasn't left my mind. The only other thing I can add on is that when him and Alfred meet at the front door, because the plot demands so, Alfred is caught off guard by how he looks like Richard "Dick" Grayson but hides it well enough for Peter to wonder but not fully question.
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Lately I've been wanting a Spiderman/DC crossover fic but the twist is that it's the Batfamily that travels to the Marvel universe and ends up in Queens, it would be so funny, just imagine.
Nightwing: so you take care of all the crime here? Not only supervillains but also problems like kittens in trees?
Signal: He's like a meta spider firefighter
Red hood: And he doesn't have any crazy clown and he doesn't have to pretend to be a billionaire fool to hide his identity
Red robin: Well, to be fair, he does have a green goblin
Redhood: I'd take that crazy guy any day over the joker, WOW old man you must be so embarrassed
Batman:......
Spiderman: (noticeably worried but flattered?) Thanks for all your compliments but I think I should take you to my wizard friend to solve this little multiverse problem....
Batman:......even kittens?
Robin: Stop embarrassing yourself father, I'll take care of that in Gotham.
There would also be a little romance between Jason and Peter because why not? it would be so fun (and don't even tell me Jason wouldn't be dazzled by Peter)
R.I.P Charles Francis Xavier, you would have loved Oliva Rodrigo
R.I.P. Erik Max Lehnsherr, you would have loved Chappell Roan
R.I.P Scott Summers, you would have loved Sabrina Carpenter, you cheating whore.
"Viktor Antonov, the artist behind Half-Life 2 and Dishonored among many other games has sadly passed away.
City 17 and Dunwall remain one of my favorite places in fiction.
RIP"
"RIP Viktor Antonov.
I wish I told you how much admiration I had for you but we get caught in our lives until a surprise lime this hits us.
"You were instrumental to the success of Arkane Studios and an inspiration to many of us, also a friend with whom I have many fond memories"
"According to a recent social media post by Marc Laidlaw, Viktor Antonov - Half-Life 2's visionary art director - has passed away. Assuming this is true, we are extremely saddened to hear this news."
If and when Deadpool comes to marvel rivals I hope one of his interactions with Spider-Man is just him going âbaby boy!â
Ao3 is down. I repeat, ao3 is down
this will get to the right people
reblog if you think spectacular spider-men should be marvels equivalent to worlds finest
happy valentines !
Peter Parker meets batfam fics are funny to me because I think itâs bold of yâall to assume the batfam wouldnât take one look at Peter, decide âoh thatâs just a tim who still holds childhood innocence and wonderâ and adopt him straight on the spot
Peter: *in Gotham for the first time* oh my gosh! *snaps photos* these buildings are so interesting! Bruce: *watching wearily* interesting? This thing is crumbling. Peter: exactly. Very good photo opportunities. Bruce: hmm.
Peter: *scarfing down the batburger Jason bought him* this is really good! Haha I just wish I had a coffee to go with it, I have a lot of studying to do tonight. Jason: *eyes narrow under helmet* coffee? Peter: *completely blazing past* so anyway are you like, the Friendly Neighborhood Crime Lord orâ
Peter: *goes on long-winded chemistry rant* Damian: *staring* itâs like . . . . Jason: *leaning over to Damian* yeah. Itâs like reading a translated book where everything is just slightly off but still similar enough to make you squint Damian: that is not the analogy I would have chosen, but okay Jason: hey as long as it continues to be chemistry and not technology. One of those I can handle moderately well. The other still sounds like gibberish. Damian: *raises brow* Jason: okay, yeah, I have no clue what heâs saying
they just bring Peter to the manor one day and are like âhey Tim, hereâs your twin from another universe. Corrupt him with coffee addiction, murderous tendencies or general jadedness and weâll announce Red Robin is going to finally address the copyright infringement allegations against that burger franchiseâ
Not so friendly reminder:
SPIDER-MAN SHOULD NEVER BE RICH
He can have money and constantly be forgetting about it but if I dont see him subconsiouly worry about rent or groceries at least ONCE even if he DOES have the money and just constantly is worried because he was poor before.
Peter Parker is AT MOST allowed to be comfortable. And I mean "Dosn't stress about rent" comfortable not owns a house with a 3 car garage and an in ground pool comfortable.
If I see any one of you fucks give Peter a private jet or not shocked about gas prices or how much fruit costs now you're loosing a finger.
Even if Tom's Spider man now is heavily assocated with stark industries he should whole ass be asking happy if he can afford to take MJ on dates.
"Hey do you think I can afford that new bistro?"
"What like... buy it?"
"Huh?"
"Yeah, you want to buy the place or??"
"No! I just wanted to take her out for lunch... I can do that!?? Since when?" And then he goes on a whole rant about how he's just a kid and dosn't deserve all that money- then probably gives the majority of it away.
Spider-man is a "Give back to the community." Hero. He is literally a man for the people. He's not in it for profit, he dosnt even want to make a profit. He just wants enough to live off of, pay off his debts, and maybe eat good thai food sometimes with his friends.
Capiche? Understand?? Good. Don't let me see this guy have 2 fucking summer homes ever again. I don't care if he's the owner of Parker inc either, brother is also extremely nice to public service workers. He would never be rude to a cashier. Never be an ass to a chauffeur and definitely not say, "Do you know who I am?" In a place of business unless he's threatening a villain.
Carry on with your day :)
The architect & historian
Something I find incredibly cool is that theyâve found neandertal bone tools made from polished rib bones, and they couldnât figure out what they were for for the life of them.Â
Until, of course, they showed it to a traditional leatherworker and she took one look at it and said âOh yeah sure thatâs a leather burnisher, you use it to close the pores of leather and work oil into the hide to make it waterproof. Mine looks just the same.âÂ
âWait youâre still using the exact same fucking thing 50,000 years later???â
âWell, yeah. Weâve tried other things. Metal scratches up and damages the hide. Wood splinters and wears out. Bone lasts forever and gives the best polish. There are new, cheaper plastic ones, but they crack and break after a couple years. A bone polisher is nearly indestructible, and only gets better with age. The more you use a bone polisher the better it works.â
Itâs just.Â
50,000 years. 50,000. And over that huge arc of time, weâve been quietly using the exact same thing, unchanged, because we simply havenât found anything better to do the job.Â
Hey. Minors following me. Internet safety is key!! NEVER include these in your bio/byf:
Medical diagnoses - this is nobody's business but yours. You don't owe anyone an explanation for why you are the way that you are
Trauma - same reason as above
Triggers - people can use these against you! Don't give people tools to hurt you. No one has to know what tags you block. Just block tags to stay safe!
Age - age is okay for adults to include but is iffy when you're a teen. Predators want this information, don't give people more than they need. Just state that you're a minor, that's all that anyone needs to know.
In general: stay safe. If you're not comfortable with every stranger out there having access to this information, you shouldn't post it on the internet.
Play devil's advocate and ask yourself about what would happen if someone searched for your information with intent to hurt you. You do NOT owe anyone an explanation!