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“They just don’t make them like tney used to. ‘Curse you Spider-Man’ is so overu-“ He paused as he heard the familiar voice from the above. The spider looked up.
“Now that’s a face I haven’t-
“They just don’t make them like tney used to. ‘Curse you Spider-Man’ is so overu-“ He paused as he heard the familiar voice from the above. The spider looked up.
“Now that’s a face I haven’t-
Kidding. Yes, please. My head is spinning…”
“Don’t mind me…. Just here with my buddy.”
Kidding. Yes, please. My head is spinning…”
"Worse than broken bones ? Can I take a look ?"
“I think I broke something… but hey, it always could have been worse!”
𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨 」
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𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟖
𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐯
She pushed her thick glasses up the bridge of her nose and studied the other woman with brown eyes that tried -and failed - to give anything away. She was quiet, cool, nearly impossible to read.
𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨 」
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𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟖
𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐯
She pushed her thick glasses up the bridge of her nose and studied the other woman with brown eyes that tried -and failed - to give anything away. She was quiet, cool, nearly impossible to read.
Abandoned. Alone. But never broken.
She had never known love, never known family.
Raised to be a soldier, a fighter, a spy—her childhood was nothing more than endless drills and merciless training. No parents. No relatives. No answers. She never discovered what became
Abandoned. Alone. But never broken.
She had never known love, never known family.
Raised to be a soldier, a fighter, a spy—her childhood was nothing more than endless drills and merciless training. No parents. No relatives. No answers. She never discovered what became
𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨 | 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝟒𝟔𝟖𝟖 」
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She never knew what childhood was. Her first memories weren’t of laughter or lullabies, but of drills, commands, and the cold sting of discipline. In a secluded Siberian boarding school, she was
𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨 | 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝟒𝟔𝟖𝟖 」
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She never knew what childhood was. Her first memories weren’t of laughter or lullabies, but of drills, commands, and the cold sting of discipline. In a secluded Siberian boarding school, she was
“I think I broke something… but hey, it always could have been worse!”
"Are you okay ?"
“I think I broke something… but hey, it always could have been worse!”
“Don’t mind me…. Just here with my buddy.”
“Don’t mind me…. Just here with my buddy.”
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📲 Goodnight Peter <3
📲: Rest well! ☺️
I think. I guess. Maybe.”
This almost feels like a generic plot for a superhero show."
This almost feels like a generic plot for a superhero show."
“I have watched enough horror films to know this doesn’t sound good.”
"I know a demon and a devil when I see one. Some little imp I think. Or a gremlin..."
He removed his web-shooters and handed them over to him.
“Here you go.”
“I have watched enough horror films to know this doesn’t sound good.”