Poor Kid (4mth Old Wire Haired Pointer) Had Absolutely No Concept Of Time Whenever She Napped On Her

One of the many reasons, I will argue that this is his best armor set and should’ve been his heroic one. Totally unique to him and so Spite themed/ Spite positive. It’s just encompasses their entire relationship and looks so good with the wings out.

Lucanis' corset lives rent free in my brain

Literally gonna be my life

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Hey, this’s a little random, but I’m rewatching LOKI and had a thought. What could Mobius have possibly done to become a Variant? Single dad of two boys who sold rec vehicles?

But then, I started thinking about his character. How patient, but firm he is. His good advice and who his wife might’ve been, right? He lived in the suburbs with his boys and based on his age (we’ll say roughly 40 something?)

And who else is around that age, living alone with a boy in need of a paternal figure?

What if his wife was May Parker? What if Mobius is a variant of Uncle Ben, if he and May had been able to have kids of their own and left New York to raise their boys in the burbs before Peter Parker was orphaned? Too far to be able to take him or maybe May died shortly before and he didn’t think he could handle a 3rd kid…?

That’s certainly something that would’ve broken the “canon,” especially if moving away inadvertently caused May to die somehow (ex: car accident or something), right? Great advice, positive teaching style, quick to bond with tricky/witty vigilante types?

This’s probably been done a hundred times already on this site, but it’s just a thought I had.

Just picturing something like:

Ben getting the call that his brother and sister-in-law are dead. He’s had to make the hardest decision of his life, but for the good of his boys and Peter, he thinks he made the right one. He’s not a rich man. The house already has two mortgages, the dealership is barely getting by as it is. Looks down at his wedding ring on a chain around his neck, thinking there was no possible way he could do it on his own and then? He sets the phone back on the hook and there’s TVA agents in his living room. Placing a reset charge on his coffee table and demanding he come with them for judgement.

For costing his universe the creation of an anchor being, like Spider-Man.

Also, could you imagine Loki trying to help Mobius save a version of his universe by raising Peter Parker together in a universe where both Ben and May died (like how Miguel tried to replace Gaby’s dad, except actually helpful?) Showing up to PTA meetings, just Ben Parker and his new very tall, elegantly goth, vaguely European husband?

Loki becomes PTA President, of course. Makes his own presidential sash. Mobius gets way too hyped about bake sales/food drives/blood drives/toys for tots. Loki judging the science fair. Showing up to debate club contests to cheer way too loud. Both of them having to act surprised when Peter starts sneaking in late until it finally comes out and they have to be like “Ooooh, nooo! We’re floored! Totally stunned! Hoooowww could we have missed this?!”

Then, Loki helps him make a real suit, because “no child of his is going be a vigilante AND a fashion disaster.”

Loki eventually coming out as a Frost Giant to make Peter feel less like a freak in some teary-eyed heart to heart about how difficult it is to let “normal” people close to them.

Just saving the world by being embarrassing, loving father figures together in the sort of open, honest family that Loki’s always wanted (cue his angst about immortality).

So. Turians.

Turians who can’t really smell anything through their small noses, so evolution made them scent things through their tongue.

Turians, who despite having spiky bits, sharp teeth and metal in their bodies are very very prone to developing an oral fixation - thanks evolution!

Turians, male Turians, who have a thing for women in charge. Not in a ‘weaker sex dominating me,’ but in a ‘she can kick my ass and step on me and I’d be totally okay with that!’

Turian, whom evolution gave sharp claws and even sharper minds, why tear someone down with their hand when they can do that with their tongue?

In more ways than one.

Turians, who, just like Humans, have to file their nails down.

Turians - and Quarians and Salarians - whom evolution gave 3 fingers, so they have a Math base 6, to the despair of everyone else.

Turians, with sharper eyesight than the rest of the galaxy using it to either scope a mark across the field or across the bar.

Turians, who are born and breed to hold civic duty and society above their own needs, who are aware that the two don’t always match, and it’s ok to admit o failure.

Turians, who can be selfish, giving, pampered, loyal, cruel, bloodthirsty, dismissive and loving, sexual deviants, all at the same time.

Turians, with subvocals and other tells that shout to everyone what they’re feeling, who take other species to be particularly deaf.

Turians who take advantage of other species’ deafness to gossip, to mutter sweet nothings to their deaf mates, to poke fun at others.

Turians, who most regard as 'disciplined’ and 'lacking a traitorous bone on their body’ and 'society above self’ being the unexpected and most accomplished con men.

Turians, who laughed at others when someone tried to 'introduce’ them to oral sex, as if they haven’t tried *that* before.

Turians, who would rather pay respect to their Spirits.

Turians, who will try dating a human just for the heck of it, just to say they did it, and end up so enamoured with their tone deaf, squishy human.

Love these guys

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I give that voice an A+++++

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What a beautiful, angry little noodle...

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I have been having an argument with a friend and he says that Marvel is for guys, please help me prove to him that there are lots of women who like Marvel!

So, I’m really late to the party on this one...

Turns out, through all this time that I’ve been putting off my writing, because I was unable to properly envision my OC’s appearances in my head, I never knew about a little website by the name of picrew.me. It has changed the game...

What the hell, right? I just went on TikTok today and saw people posting with the available character creators and I felt like an idiot for two reasons:

Because I’m a writer, not an artist. I’m too impatient to sit for that long to draw out as many characters as I need to for my main original novels or the occasional fan fiction I write to test out new OC’s personalities.

Because I grew up playing “dress-up” games like every other member of my 2000’s baby generation (I’m 20) and I never for a moment thought of trying to find a program that might be able to do my art for me for free (not that I don’t support people going to freelance artists, I intend to seek one out for book covers soon, but I just lack the budget to get portraits done for the number of characters I have).

So, what the hell is wrong with me, right?

I’ve been wasting all of this time struggling with what I couldn’t see and now...? I’m writing more than ever and I’m not confused! It’s a huge weight off my shoulders and I finally intend to share a few of my creations to show off some of the different art styles offered by the selection of character customization programs...

My first example is Persephone from my latest endeavor into writing an X-Men story.

She’s a young mutant who was born into a Jewish family with the power to control and manipulate plant life. However, this ability didn’t develop until she turned ten and ran away from the hand of a violent father and straight into the care of a marooned alien. One we all know and love, Groot who crash landed on Earth (an event that will eventually lead him to Rocket in the years to come, but for now this moment is set before X-Men: Days of Future Past. Before Magneto’s speech is given on tv and life changes for mutants forever).

With the help of her mutation, she’s able to hide Groot’s true identity as an extraterrestrial. Claiming upon her arrival to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters that she made him by accident when her mutant-phobic father raised a bat in hand to kill the "abomination" he'd brought into the world. Not that it was entirely a lie, she could replenish and understand him through her abilities. And we all know how protective our beloved seven foot tall tree monster can be of small, mostly defenseless, screaming creatures.

As for the details of her abilities, they follow thusly:

Her canine teeth are elongated and incredibly strong along with the rest of her chompers as her mutation affects her metabolism and she needs to eat a large amount of heavy protein to maintain her strength, meaning beef, chicken, eggs, fish, etc. She identifies as a carnivore, because eating uncooked veggies can get a little awkward when she can hear the cherry tomatoes in her salad talking. Asking not to be eaten. As a result, she takes classes and puts herself in charge of planning meals/grocery shopping for the team. She’d rather die than eat unseasoned food.

Her hair grows like a weed and resembles the color to boot. Flowing in lengths of green, but it changes with the seasons. Going from lime green in the spring, to emerald in the summer, red, yellow and chestnut in the fall and in the winter...seasonal depression kicks in with a force to turn her flowing tresses black as potting soil. This however can be treated with her depression through the use of stimulants, mood stabilizers and a cubic butt-load of coffee, because just like pine trees, her internal biome loves acidic foods.

Though, because of its composition and advanced growth rate, she keeps her hair teased neatly into locs and can be often found preening herself whenever she’s not grooming every last sprout and bud in the Manor’s greenhouse where she lives with Groot to keep him company. And depending on her mood, her hair can sprout flowers based on whatever she’s feeling. Anger will sprout a crown of thorns, heartbreak grows anemones and intense love could cause whole bushels of forget-me-nots to bloom in their mesmerizing blues and violets.

And who do they bloom for? For the very first time after years of attending Xavier’s school? After being kidnapped by and defeating Apocalypse? Saving Warren/Angel’s life...? Why of course it would be one Mr. Kurt Wagner, fresh out of the circus who would take one look at her green hair with freckled, clay-colored and his blue features would go straight to purple after the fight in realizing that he wasn’t alone. There were other mutants out there in the world who looked different and Percy...? She was nothing short of her namesake. A true Spring goddess who melted the moment he wandered lost into her green house and wasn’t afraid of Groot. Even after the giant tree tossed the boy across the room like a rag doll, thinking he was attempting to sneak up on his little green-thumbed friend...

Needless to say, they would hit it off, despite a few trials given the disapproval of her new best friend, Warren who was still bitter about Kurt accidentally burning his wings during the cage fight. Though, with the new, fluffy white ones that Percy would help him grow with a special herbal brew...? After the X-Men agreed to take him in an hide him from his family...? He really had no right to complain...

And you never know...maybe one day because of them, a new generation of X-Men might come into the world...

I was able to come up with all of this story because of Picrew, so if you’re struggling like I often do, why not give it a try? It’s totally free and even fun if that’s your sorta thing. So, feel free to let me know if any of you want me to show off anymore of my OC’s sometime. I’d be happy to oblige...