The Moon Upon The Itsy Bitsy Spider

Wolverine is an interesting name for Logan.

While he is somewhat feral and hairy, yes, that’s not enough to go off of when Scott and the Professor stumble on him in those woods. Another trait of a wolverine is that they are easily domesticable. Easily tamed, in a way. Xavier took one look at Logan, who was broken and scared, invaded his mind to shape it how he saw fit, and named him after one of the most tamable wild species. And even still in the X-Men, he is shamed for his animalistic instincts. He is expected to be tame and civilized, is expected to be domesticated like many wild animals people bring into their homes. And when he acts on these less desirable instincts, he is cast out, in a way. When he lashes out, whether in some sort of courtship- much like a wolverine- or because of overstimulation, he is scorned and tosses aside until he is ‘presentable’ or docile. He is fundamentally deprived of the pack activities from the very animal he is named after, and is just expected to be okay. He is expected to discard these instincts, and yet he is named after the very thing these instincts resemble. He is used as a work animal, sent into dangerous situations like a canary in a cave, only to be retrieved and saved if someone may be fond of him- like someone may be fond of a pet. Logan is presented as an animal, and is yet expected to act like a man.

Anyways, Scott/Storm/Wade is the white lady who takes one look at a traumatized fight dog, goes ‘oh, buppy’, and has that thing spoiled in a week.

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Hi, I'm generally new to this blog, but I needed a warmup to start writing an essay for school and this Au inspired me! Hope it's okay I wrote a snippet for Jonathan's first awakening.

(this is me rn ⬇️)

Jonathan couldn't feel, not really. He hadn't felt in ages, except for the occasional sharp pain over his birthmark. Not enough to tell he was alive, truly, but definitely enough to say he at least wasn't dead. He didn't know what he'd done to deserve this. Maybe Father was right, maybe he wasn't good enough, wasn't perfect enough to protect even himself, much less Erina, or Speedwagon, or anybody he loves-

And for the first time in ages, Jonathan feels.

It begins with a sharp pain in his temple. Far away enough to be written off as his mind finally beginning to betray him, but also there enough to be cause for questioning. Then it's the pain in his abdomen. His shoulder, his leg, his heart. Someone, somewhere is hurting, and it makes Jonathan feel.

It's been a very long time since Jonathan had felt anything, so it takes him a long moment to recognize the feeling. Sadness? Melancholy? Frustration? Anger?

Fury.

Someone is hurting something of his like Jonathan was once hurt. And he had sworn to not let it happen to anyone else.

And, suddenly, Jonathan felt everything.

Jonathan felt bone cracking under his fists, the confused screams of the assaulters, his own throat and hands burning with the strength of his breaths, his life, his Hamon, and his screams. This thing, this boy, Jonathan learned when he looked back at what exactly he'd been protecting, was his, and he didn't like for things of his to be hurt.

Jonathan knelt next to the boy, and was met with a frightened flinch and scramble back. That was understandable, Jonathan must've been incorporeal at best, and a veritable sight at worst. Then Jonathan looked down at his hands to survey the damage.

Purple fingers. Black gloves. Golden knuckles. No blood. Jonathan didn't recognize the body that must've been his. He looked back at the boy who was staring at him like he had murdered an entire city. Jonathan reached out, trying, desperately, to reassure the boy that it was alright.

"Or-"

And Jonathan was thrown back to the unfeeling.

(Just gonna @ you here too in case Tumblr pulls some bull like its done to me before-)

@starry-blue-echoes

This theory has been rotting my brain as of recently ✨so✨

AU where Jonathan is Star Platinum

Jonathan has no idea what’s going on.

He’s pretty sure he died but now he’s floating and glowing which definitely isn’t normal and also there’s this teenager in black who’s being cornered by four guys who are armed so guess he better deal with that- Oh. Oh, he’s a lot stronger than before. Huh.

Oh bother now the boy thinks he’s an evil spirit haunting him, which is a tad rude since sure he might be a spirit but he’s not evil- Oh, now he’s locking himself in a jail cell.

So yeah, Jonathan has A Time in this new day and age

news years day 2025 is gonna be insane

That one Lucifer painting as a kind-of Logan

This is my first time trying a more painterly style, and I think it turned out well!

Fanart for @abigailmoment ‘s fangame, A Dream of Silence! My own Tav is featured as the pc, and the return of the painterly style! It’s not as detailed as I would’ve liked it to be, but the background was giving me grief- and I’ll admit I’m not great at them 😅

Anyways, I hope you enjoy, madam!

(Edit: and I just realized I put Charon’s braids on the wrong side- even though it really isn’t noticeable. F*ck.)

You will rot with us.

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it’s mothman’s birthday everyone say happy birthday mothman 🥳🎉