Tracing Model; Karl Urban

Fallen Friend

Peter Parker | All-Black The Necrosword

Spider-Senses(ation)

S A M E lol

me as a writer

At a family meeting, somewhere in the future...

MY fanfic : at AO3

Gambit

What if...

He was born to a nameless mom

The mom in question gouged out one of his eyes and sold it to someone for money, then left him

The Thieves Guild took him in, but then he got sold to a human trafficking ring

He hunted down his mother and killed her

He's been broken ever since

What if...

Excerpt: Secret Invasion Part 2

- “I hate when ya’s behind the wheel.” Logan groaned as Scott ‘commandeered’ a vehicle from some locals and sped through the bridge.

- “What the hell is wrong with you?!” Scott exclaimed furiously, swerving left and right without losing his momentum “We were supposed to keep low and gather information!”

- “Cut me some slack, Scott; Creed showed up outta nowhere, what do ya think would happen?” Logan took what little opportunity he got to finish the cigar with deep inhales, filling his lungs with toxin.

- “You never won against Creed, don’t you think I know what this is about?” Scott questioned in a matter-of-fact tone, tutted with irritation. “We are on a mission, goddamnit! You are expected to follow orders!”

- “I’m not ur soldier, Summers, don’t forget it.”

- “But you are my team! And I can’t lead a team who never listens to me.”

- “Well, shit outta luck, Mister.” Logan dismissed with irritation.

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- “…you guys bickered like a divorced couple,” Peter interjects after a moment of silence, uncomfortably sandwiched between three women in the back; it helps that Kitty was not that different than Gwen in body size.

- “Shut it!/Shut ya mouth!” the two in the front growled at the vigilante, while Anna-Marie and Kitty giggled.

X-Men

Peter Parker-616 = Spider-Man: Mid-Life Crisis