𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍.
@goblinfernal.bsky.social
𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬 .ᐟ
February 6, 2025 at 5:40 PM
𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬 .ᐟ
The Goblin’s glider glistens in the moonlight, then she springs him from the nest and he can feel the wind upon his face; the hour was late, the streets alive and his for the taking. He will meet his enemy now and strike while the iron is hot. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:39 PM
The Goblin’s glider glistens in the moonlight, then she springs him from the nest and he can feel the wind upon his face; the hour was late, the streets alive and his for the taking. He will meet his enemy now and strike while the iron is hot. ——
It is his ticket to the future, a new-and-improved version of his own malefic route out into the world, redesigned with one goal worth accomplishing: to kill the wall-crawler. The Goblin rises and goes to her, fizzing with anticipation as he climbs aboard. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:39 PM
It is his ticket to the future, a new-and-improved version of his own malefic route out into the world, redesigned with one goal worth accomplishing: to kill the wall-crawler. The Goblin rises and goes to her, fizzing with anticipation as he climbs aboard. ——
As he shields shrapnel from view, securing a glass plate to the front of the orange globe that he turns in his hands, there is an eruption to his rear. It is the unmistakeable sound of dread, the explosive hum that strikes fear into one Peter Parker. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:39 PM
As he shields shrapnel from view, securing a glass plate to the front of the orange globe that he turns in his hands, there is an eruption to his rear. It is the unmistakeable sound of dread, the explosive hum that strikes fear into one Peter Parker. ——
These United States. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:38 PM
These United States. ——
both perfectly so that they can simultaneously realise their truest desires. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:37 PM
both perfectly so that they can simultaneously realise their truest desires. ——
Hunched over, barely lit, and humming in jagged laughter to oneself as he pours imagination and malice into his own inventions, he wakes. He has spent months lurking behind the eyes of charismatic industrialist Norman Osborn, waiting for the man behind the mask to position them ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:37 PM
Hunched over, barely lit, and humming in jagged laughter to oneself as he pours imagination and malice into his own inventions, he wakes. He has spent months lurking behind the eyes of charismatic industrialist Norman Osborn, waiting for the man behind the mask to position them ——
Because it is here, in the apex of the envy of the world, where the Goblin has made his lair, that the storm begins to take form. Here, tucked away from prying eyes, nestled in the space between life and death, is where the laughter spawns. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Because it is here, in the apex of the envy of the world, where the Goblin has made his lair, that the storm begins to take form. Here, tucked away from prying eyes, nestled in the space between life and death, is where the laughter spawns. ——
disturbance were soon to be realised.
The Spider-Man cut through the cityscape. He is a blade, longing to ascend its purpose, indelibly sharp and poised to strike. But the whetstone of New York’s chaos is about to be shattered by its very own chaos incarnate. ——
The Spider-Man cut through the cityscape. He is a blade, longing to ascend its purpose, indelibly sharp and poised to strike. But the whetstone of New York’s chaos is about to be shattered by its very own chaos incarnate. ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:36 PM
disturbance were soon to be realised.
The Spider-Man cut through the cityscape. He is a blade, longing to ascend its purpose, indelibly sharp and poised to strike. But the whetstone of New York’s chaos is about to be shattered by its very own chaos incarnate. ——
The Spider-Man cut through the cityscape. He is a blade, longing to ascend its purpose, indelibly sharp and poised to strike. But the whetstone of New York’s chaos is about to be shattered by its very own chaos incarnate. ——
𝙏𝙃𝙒𝙄𝙋 .ᐟ
Darkness shudders at the familiar sound as it cuts through the otherwise-impenetrable black. The night’s musculature tenses as the moon rears its head above an overcast parapet. It is elemental and florid in its protection of the city and, now, acutely aware that the rumours of a ——
Darkness shudders at the familiar sound as it cuts through the otherwise-impenetrable black. The night’s musculature tenses as the moon rears its head above an overcast parapet. It is elemental and florid in its protection of the city and, now, acutely aware that the rumours of a ——
February 6, 2025 at 5:36 PM
𝙏𝙃𝙒𝙄𝙋 .ᐟ
Darkness shudders at the familiar sound as it cuts through the otherwise-impenetrable black. The night’s musculature tenses as the moon rears its head above an overcast parapet. It is elemental and florid in its protection of the city and, now, acutely aware that the rumours of a ——
Darkness shudders at the familiar sound as it cuts through the otherwise-impenetrable black. The night’s musculature tenses as the moon rears its head above an overcast parapet. It is elemental and florid in its protection of the city and, now, acutely aware that the rumours of a ——
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑮𝑶𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑫.
January 12, 2025 at 1:50 AM
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑮𝑶𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑫.
And the truth was simple… ——
January 12, 2025 at 1:49 AM
And the truth was simple… ——
But the bleeding this past week had remained hot and thick. The rumours had ramped up to an arterial spray and, by now, there was no way of stopping it. In the minds of those that listened, in the minds of those that believed, there was no longer anywhere to hide. The truth would prevail. ——
January 12, 2025 at 1:49 AM
But the bleeding this past week had remained hot and thick. The rumours had ramped up to an arterial spray and, by now, there was no way of stopping it. In the minds of those that listened, in the minds of those that believed, there was no longer anywhere to hide. The truth would prevail. ——
In fact, he found that—often—he was better placed to serve society if he remained ignorant to the rumblings of the underworld. ——
January 12, 2025 at 1:48 AM
In fact, he found that—often—he was better placed to serve society if he remained ignorant to the rumblings of the underworld. ——
@bittenbydestiny.bsky.social knows all too well the importance of being dialled in to these murmurings; another sunrise beckoned another scalpel. What could he do? Stem the bleeding? A hopeless endeavour. The gossip in New York City is insidious. ——
January 12, 2025 at 1:48 AM
@bittenbydestiny.bsky.social knows all too well the importance of being dialled in to these murmurings; another sunrise beckoned another scalpel. What could he do? Stem the bleeding? A hopeless endeavour. The gossip in New York City is insidious. ——
Occasionally, however, this sociological wound serves a purpose; idle gossip originates somewhere and, after all, there rarely is smoke without fire. Sometimes the blood soaks underfoot with a noble truth, as the surreptitious whispers break free from the canard chrysalis. ——
January 12, 2025 at 1:47 AM
Occasionally, however, this sociological wound serves a purpose; idle gossip originates somewhere and, after all, there rarely is smoke without fire. Sometimes the blood soaks underfoot with a noble truth, as the surreptitious whispers break free from the canard chrysalis. ——