“Oh 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐍! Watch the 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐛!” 𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 • “𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟏” Ben 10 Canon; Crossover Versatile. Descript Match, Non Select. (N)SFW Content. Portrayed Pansexual; Ships with Gwen or Chem. ↺ & ♥️ #ᴍɪssᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ #Ben10RP #MVRP #DCRP #SKYRP

The flight was so sudden and quick that Andrew couldn't help but feel a little bit nauseous. "Stay...Stay around in the sky, in case those kidnappers come out in the open..." He ordered.

❝SHE IS THE ONE NAMED SAILOR MOON.❝ ››› usagi tsukino. also known as the pretty guardian sailor moon. mainly crystal/manga portrayal with elements from the 90's anime. set post-stars/cosmos arc. a roleplay account set in the sailor moon verse. another muse of #pαѕтelpαlleтeѕ.

                      ⤝❖⤞ ᅠ     「 ✦ 𝓑𝓛𝓐𝓒𝓚 𝓢𝓦𝓐𝓝: 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾      𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾                              𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌. ✦ 」

He was taken aback by the transformation. And now, he was a little bit unsure. "Are you sure you're not gonna let me fall on accident, Dorian?" asked the detective, cautiously making his way to the overgrown bat.

"Of course, Mr.Black" he answered, opening the file. There it was the answer to what he was looking for, now what remained was to search the docks. "So, Mr.Black, would you like to accompany me in my trip to the docks? If we find the missing people, you would be the first to get the scoop."

Truth be told, he didn't care much if the man helping him was a freak of nature or not. His allies had been many and varied, not to mention that it was his adoptive daughter who always helped him the most. "I was investigating about some disappearances happening around Gotham's docks. I hoped

"Of course." He answered with sincerity. Sure, his job was to uncover them, but he knew when to let a good secret stay buried. "And don't worry, what I'm searching is something strictly related to Gotham." He then reassured, as he got himself comfortable on a chair nearby, his arms crossed.

"Please excuse me for my sudden visit, Mr.Black." Spoke the detective, his accent one distinctly American. "I've heard of your illustrious career as a journalist and as a reporter, and I was wondering if you could help me out with case I'm working on." Andrew wasn't used to being so..."reverent"+

𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫. 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫. 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫. 𝐔𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐬. 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

The man was growing increasingly worried the longer the redheaded puppet stayed in. He remembers how in the last interview, he looked so pale...yet now, his body moved as if it were brand new, without a hint of imperfection. "Symbiotes...what a strange name." He spoke, not really seeing the benefit

//The symbiote to Andrew:

//:3

( 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝘿𝘼𝙔, 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙍, 𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙊 𝙋𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍. ) - ʙᴇɴ ᴛᴇsʜɪᴍᴀ. - ᴊᴀᴅᴇ-sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ. - ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ-𝟶𝟺's sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-ᴍᴀɴ. #MarvelRP / #MVRP ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ #mσσnspídєr’s ᴡᴇʙ. 💚 + 🔁?

"𝘉𝘶𝘻𝘻 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳."

Same writer as @imaginarydemise.bsky.social and @6160detective.bsky.social

🎃𝕊ℙ𝕀𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕍𝔼ℝ𝕊𝔼 𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔼ℕ 𝔾𝕆𝔹𝕃𝕀ℕ🎃 (ℝ𝔼𝔻𝔼𝔼𝕄𝔼𝔻 𝔸𝕌) #𝕄𝕍ℝℙ (ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘) 💚 & 🔃

"Of course Mister Osborn. Please excuse the pathetic mess of my house at the moment. They are mostly...defense measures against those goo monsters infesting the city." He nervously spoke, as he got out of the way to let Harry in. Inside, most of the windows were barricaded, a futile defense against

YOU - “So it's the world that's the thought reader?” Noid - The young man picks up a level and inspects it against the floodlight. “Yes,” he says after a while. “I think it's correct to say that.” SHIVERS - THE WORLD IS A COLD SINK.

The detective had been on high allert day. Those reports of goo monsters not even the Spider-Men could put down worried him far too much, and thankfully he had already sent his adoptive daughter, Sarah, to his aunt in Pittsburgh. As he opened the door, Osborn could see he was wearing a trenchcoat+

"Don't you worry your activist heart over it, Harry. Me and my daughter know how to defend ourselves." With that, he turned his back to the symbiote-infested man, unaware of the apocalypse that would be unleashed in the coming days.

ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟ ❛ 𝑊𝐸'𝑅𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐸 ᔆᴬᴵᵞᴬᴺ ᔆᵁᴾᴿᴱᴹᴱ 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 .ᐟ

"That's my job, Osborn." He spoke, gritting to his teeth due to the pain the handshake was causing him. As he finally took his hand away, the detective tried his best to not show how hurt his hand was. "I hope you have a nice weekend, Harry." He said, dropping all kinds formality and "respect".

"Of course Harry, thank you for your time." He spoke, his words coated in poison as his hand moved forward for an handshake. His suspicions from before had changed, yes. He now believed that the son, not the father, was in some way involved behind the disappearances. Maybe a case of mad science?

//Andrew when it's time to get himself killed:

This interview was going nowhere, the man was clearly unwilling to cooperate. Might as well throw in one last question. "And one more thing, Mr.Harry, what are your thoughts about the recent attack perpetrated at Oscorp by a Spider-man copycat?" Surely this would end well, right?

Never meant to harm? Tell that to his adoptive daughter, who almost died because of it. "Hm, and in the brief moments you knew your father, would you describe him as a man quick to anger, resentful?"

YOU - What am I *doing* here? SHIVERS - *WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?* A terrible cold comes over you as you think the words. They echo in your skull, alien suddenly.

𝘡𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺.

🦀 kidnapped from someone who rightfully stole

"With all due respect Mr.Osborn, but your father created a 𝙗𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣, then he filled our streets with a foreigner mercenary force which committed several human rights violations." "If that's not evil to you, then I'm afraid our morals are vastly different."

"I see, so you don't think there's a correlation between these disappearances and the fact they happened on ground owned by your father's company? In the past he was associated with some shady stuff, like the Devil's Breath." He spoke, trying to rinse a reaction from Harry.+

"How come? They're on the mouth of everybody in town, Mister Osborn." When the man mentioned those facilities, only one thing came to his mind. "You're referring to the Emily-May foundation, correct? The one that recently got attacked by Hunters?"

//Andrew is gonna get punched into the oblivion by the symbiote I'm afraid.

"Mister Maguire, Osborn. Mister Andrew Maguire." He spoke, his thumb activating the tape recorder. "Mr.Osborn, what do you have to say about the fact that most of these disappearances happen around Oscorp property?"

"I just wanted to ask you about the recent disappearances that have around New York." He answers, taking out a small tape recorder. "Ready, Mr.Osborn?"

“I realized... there was no place for me in their 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬... or their 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲.” ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐡𝐞𝐦 Indie Portrayal of April Parker aka Mayhem; Crossover Versatile. Descript Match, Non Select. (N)SFW Themes. Ships w/ Chem. ↺ & ♥ #ᴍɪssᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ #DCRP #MVRP #MarvelRP #SkyRP

The Parker family seems to be a good family, they're all very nice people. Wish I could say the same for the Osborns...

@symbioisms.bsky.social I'm sorry, are you Harry Osborn? I just wanted to ask you a few questions, nothing much.

⠀ ⠀ 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲 gave me some 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀, and I realize now that it’s my 𝗱𝘂𝘁𝘆 to 𝘂𝘀𝗲 them. . .  Without 𝗱𝗼𝘂𝗯𝘁. . .  Without 𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. . . And that means 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿-𝗠𝗮𝗻 is going into 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 again! ⠀ ⠀

Somebody tore apart the missing posters I put up...again. Can you help me pin more of them, [READER]?