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partyhcrdy·

“never is. i’m trapped, spider- there’s just nothing i can do about it until it’s all over and done for. and i dunno about you but i kind of like staying alive. let’s face it, you’d be bored without me,” she coos, moving her hands up to roll his mask up enough to expose his lips to her. “you’re the friendly neighborhood spiderman, of course it’s squeaky clean.” felicia grins as she leans in close enough to brush her lips against his, just barely ghosting them. “but i can think of a few different ways we can get it a little dirty.” but before she can go in to kiss him, he’s rambling on about hurting people’s businesses. and then he’s bringing up it her store and felicia freezes for a moment, fingers dancing along his shoulders for a moment. she decides to roll his mask back down and lets out a soft sigh, taking a step back to put some space between them. “that’s where you always misunderstand me, spider. i don’t steal from normal, hardworking folk — i steal from the rich. all those prissy, arrogant, new york socialites who hoard wealth, who literally do nothing of use with everything they have. they can afford to have some valuable paintings go missing.” she’s turning away from him, making her way back towards the edge of the rooftop. it was always the same song and dance with him; her making her own way through the world and him trying to convince her to be a goody-two shoes. she needed to survive and their moralities didn’t necessarily always align. “i’ve gotta say, lover — sounding like an after-school special really kills the mood.”

“well then... what are we waiting for?” he watches the girl intently for a moment, smirking as her lips brush lightly against his own. it really was always a game of cat and mouse with felicia. his words clearly struck a nerve within black cat. the girl puts some decent space between them. a simple sigh crosses spidey’s lip, frustrated that the friendly neighborhood spider-man had to go and ruin the mood. “look fe-black cat. it doesn’t matter how you rationalize what you do, stealing is stealing.” while peter normally prided himself on living by his core set of values, it was really harshing tonight’s vibe. “i’m not trying make you watch a bunch of d.a.r.e videos. i’m just saying... maybe, doing the right thing for a change wouldn’t hurt?” he closed the space between them, hoping to gain back a little ground. “if you won’t do it for your friendly neighborhood spider-man, do it for yourself. ya know... we’d make one hell of a duo, you and i. we could be like the great value avengers or something.” 

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partyhcrdy·

“i’m quite the wanted woman these days, spider. but don’t worry, you’ll always be my  number one,” felicia teases, a small smirk on her lips. it did always seem like she was doing something for kingpin whenever her and spiderman ran into each other and truthfully, felicia had already tried to explain herself a few times. he never listened. “i’m up to my head in debt to him, wise guy. between my father and…” she pauses, almost mentioning the jewelry shop; if she’d accidentally revealed her identity, that would’ve landed her in a world of trouble. “my legacy… i have a lot of debts to repay. i don’t really have a choice- not everyone can have a squeaky clean reputation, now can they?” before she can say much else, he’s brushing some hair away from her mask which only makes felicia inch closer to him, her arms moving up to wind around his neck. “it’s the black cat redemption arc— i’m trying here, spider, i really am. what can i say? you’ve really inspired me to do better.” felicia lets out a soft sigh, letting one clawed finger gently run along his jawline. “a girl’s still got bills to pay though so… sometimes i pick up odd jobs here and there. i’m not hurting anyone in the process though so that’s gotta count for something, right?”

“you’re in debt to him? that can’t be good.” it was surprising how often spidey heard that line. it seemed like one way or another every criminal in new york city was indebted to kingpin. “so you’re willing to commit robberies and burglaries for the sake of upholding your killer reputation with kingpin? what? you owe him like fifty bucks or something? i can spot you the cash if you need it.” he couldn’t help but laugh, seeing glimmers of the girl from midtown high. “how do you know mine’s squeaky clean?” peter smiled beneath mask, almost stepping into black cat’s arms. it always seemed like time with black cat was fleeting. his hands found her waist instinctively as if to hold onto the girl. “well, you’re hurting someone’s business.” spidey leaned in a bit. “imagine your family owns a jewelry store - like hardy’s gems. you’ve heard of it, right? anyway, they pour all of their money, heart and soul into the business. one night, some crook decides they want it all and clean the store out.” parker paused for a momen, gauging the girl’s expression. “do you think that family would be hurting?” 

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.gcblinborn·

“Something changing my mind?” Harry tried to laugh it off, joke his way out of it, because he was so stubborn. That behavior was ingrained at this point, along with plenty of Norman’s that he was gradually trying to rid himself of. If he could see him now, he knew he would be ripping into him about how weak he looked, and maybe he was right. It’s not a side he liked showing very often, but it was more familiar for Peter than what he had witnessed on the rooftop. Sitting up on the couch, he took the mask in his hands and played with the material. “Yeah, well, I’m starting to realize Norman kind of sucked. Like, for everyone, not just me.” He was sure after being hunted down plenty of times while masked and witnessing their interactions, Peter could understand. Truthfully, Harry was emotionally spent. “No one has to worry about the Green Goblin anymore.”

as much as peter wanted to go off about norman osborn, he decided to try and have some respect for the dead. besides - green goblin or not, that was still harry’s dad. “really?” peter shot his friend a perplexed look. “we’re not going to talk about the guy flying around with glowing green eyes that attacked me on the rooftop - what - an hour and half ago?” he tried his best to force out a laugh, hoping it would make him seem a little more at ease. in reality, peter was freaking out. what implications did this all have? how did the serum work? would he be okay? "how are you feeling? we should probably have doctor connors check you out.” from what peter could remember, the effects of the serum were rough - enhanced abilities or not. “you’re not going to lose your shit and dump me in the ocean, are you?” he smiled a bit. “i just want to make sure you’re okay.” in a way, peter felt responsible for osborn. with everyone gone, they were they only family the either one of them had left. 

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partyhcrdy·:

“i have quite a few friends, spider– you’re not the only person on my radar these days, you know,” felicia coos, rolling her eyes playfully. at the mention of sandman, she finally looks over at him, a small smirk on her lips. “well, if i did see him, i would’ve called you a lot sooner, boy wonder.” the excuse is poor but for the time being, she doesn’t feel like picking a fight; she had much bigger fish to fry than spiderman ignoring her calls. dark eyes are searching the streets below them, still not catching sight of the man kingpin had told her about and now felicia’s starting to get a bit frustrated. “patrolling and keeping an eye out for someone on kingpin’s hit list. he’s gotten himself in quite the pickle and of course, he’s sending out his minions to do his dirty work for him. i’m just plan b of many.” she pauses, turning around to look at him with a smirk, one hand moving to trail along the small black spider on his chest. “why? does the idea of my newfound heroism turn you on?”

“glad to see you haven’t let all that popularity go to your head. still making time for your favorite spider-themed neighborhood hero, huh?” peter frowned a bit, having banked on black cat know anything about marko’s latest heist. the name kingpin caught parker’s attention, his eyes shifting to the girl. “kingpin? every time you and i have these little meet-ups, you’re on some wild caper or chasing some bounty for that guy. i didn’t think cats were so devoted to their owners.” spidey could feel himself smirking under the mask as he watched black cat carefully. “he’s got you trained pretty good, cat.” parker wondered what felicia did to wind up in an entanglement with new york’s most notorious crime lord. why couldn’t anyone from midtown high just graduate and work as a tax accountant or hallmark store employee? instead - peter’s best friend is a goblin and his booty call is a cat. “what happens if i say yes?” spidey steps closer, brushing a stray lock of blond from the girl’s masked eye line. “i happen to think hero is a great look on you. the whole cat burglar / criminal look was getting a little old, righ? there’s a million of those running around this city.”

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gcblinborn·:

Harry headed straight for the one place he felt safe: the Osborn estate. Sure, it had been full of memories with his father, but in the same sense, it held memories of his mother while they were younger. That was the part that made it feel safe, along with his butler still living there. The stinging on his knuckles was just now becoming apparent to him, adrenaline masking the pain while they were on the rooftop. “Bernard!” he called, and after getting a response, started raving on about what happened. The older male allowed him to finish (there really was no point in trying to interrupt him), then told him the same thing his friend had tried to explain. “He wasn’t lying to you. The autopsy confirmed, an object impaled your father and it was self-inflicted.” And that, well… it didn’t set like it should have. It felt like his heart had dropped into his stomach, and after he closed himself in his fathers secret hideout to thrash and unleash the rage that he had been holding in on most of the equipment his father left behind, he looked collected when he was leaving the residence to return to his penthouse.

Returning to his penthouse, Osborn appeared much more defeated. He had to deal with the consequences of his own actions now, that might have potentially cost him the closest thing he had to a sibling. Collapsing onto the couch with a huff, his head turned when he heard a faint noise. Guilt set in, eyeing the other male. He wasn’t very good at admitting he was wrong, maybe that was something else he had in common with Norman. Since his passing, he was discovering more similarities between them that made him fear the worst. “I’m… sorry,” he said quietly, letting out a shaky breath. “Just… please, don’t give up on me. I don’t want to end up like my father. I can’t end up like him.”

peter made a quick pit-stop, swinging by the silver spoon cafe. he deserved a little caffeine before chasing the new gobby around new york city - besides, harry would be back sooner or later. parker could feel a shared over-whelming  sense of defeat as it weighed down on the hero’s shoulders. he reflected for a moment. peter parker already lost uncle ben, aunt may, gwen, eddie - and now harry. who else was spidey going to lose? stepping out of the cafe, peter took a deep breath in the night air. dropping spidey’s mask over his face before abandoning his clothes for the spider-suit, parker made his way back to osborn’s apartment building. scaling the glass siding of the skyscraper, he climbed onto harry’s penthouse balcony. luckily for peter, the back door was unlocked. spidey crawled onto the ceiling of the penthouse, waiting for harry to come back home. the lights flicked on as harry came into view before the other male toppled onto the couch. it was eerie how harry knew he wasn’t alone. “did something back home change your mind?” parker wondered if anyone back at the estate decided to finally give harry an ounce of truth. spidey crouched upside down, hanging from a web above the couch. pulling at the mask, peter tossed it next to harry on the couch. “you’re nothing like your father, harry - serum or not. i don’t know how we’re going to fix this and get through it, but we can do it. together. i’m not giving up on you as long as you’re not giving up on me.” parker cracked a subtle smile, happy to see a more familiar side of harry. “if i could have stopped him, i would have. i never thought any of this would happen.”

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gcblinborn·

Harry was fuming, the serum pushing him in more dangerous directions that were too familiar. Unfortunately, something else was familiar, too. His best friend. His voice was the sole thing keeping his sanity from entirely slipping away to the serum. “You know what? An attempt would have proven you gave enough of a shit!” They were more like brothers than best friends, and maybe that’s why he couldn’t take the extra leap into madness. Avenge me. His fathers voice pierced his thoughts, his brows furrowed. He obeyed the command, tackling Peter to the ground. “You weren’t my best friend, you were my brother, you asshole!” Kill him. Kill Peter! Prove your strength. The scream that he let out was torn from deep within his chest, fists slamming on the concrete next to the other male. Getting back to his feet, Harry was standing over him. “Just stop fucking lying to me!” With the last words rolling off of his tongue, he was on the glider again and left the other on the rooftop.

peter bit his lip in frustration, holding back his own obscenities as harry shouted at him. he wanted to explain how many times he visited his best friend in the hospital and how his staff failed to tell peter wherever osborn was being carted off to. before he could verbalize anything, parker was being tackled to the ground. his fist recoiled instinctively. peter swallowed the pit in his stomach as he simply listened to harry hurl insult after insult, letting his arm drop to his side. “you were my bro-” wincing, peter felt the concrete crack beside his temple. everything happened so quickly. peter was simply left reeling, alone on the rooftop. “i’m not lying...” his eyes shifting around the night sky for a moment. with a quick thwip of his web, park began the journey towards the osborn estate. “i really need some coffee.”

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FELICIA

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felicia’s perched on the edge of a rooftop, blonde ponytail swaying in the wind and she’s overlooking the busy new york streets below her. for once it seems like the city’s quiet- no avengers level threat or even a spiderman level threat outside of the missing mutants but… nothing felicia could do about that right now. yet, she still tries her best to keep a watch over things, it’s what the defenders would want and she’s actively trying her best to not fall back into old habits; no matter how tempting they might be. she hears a familiar twhip behind her, followed by footsteps and a smile graces her delicate features. “is that an itsy, bitsy spider i hear?” the blonde’s turning around as she comes face to face with spiderman, taking a few steps closer to him until she’s just a few mere inches away. “and here i thought you were ignoring my calls. where’ve you been, lover? keeping a low profile, i assume.”

parker was following a lead he heard about flint marko, half-expecting an attack at any moment. however after a full night of searching the city, peter was losing steam pretty quickly. a flash of blonde hair on a stray rooftop caught the hero’s eye as he swung through the buildings. his web grappled the flashing radio tower above black cat, landing a few feet behind the girl. "were you expecting anyone else?” spidey let out a small laugh as he approached felicia. “trying to hunt down sandman - haven’t seen him around, have you?” his eyes scanned the streets below through the mask. he knew felicia had landed herself in kingpin’s inner circle. she rarely missed much. “- must’ve had bad reception. i haven’t gotten any calls tonight, lover.” peter was glad his flushing cheeks were hidden behind the spider-man facade. “why are you out here tonight? playing neighborhood hero?” 

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gcblinborn·:

“Yeah, if I managed to get you shipped off somewhere for telling the truth, I’d probably keep my distance, too.” It wasn’t lost on Harry that he wasn’t really the one to blame for that, after all, he was the one who ranted and raved on to try to protect his father’s name. A bolt of rage shot through him when he heard the words: it doesn’t matter. Every impact their fight had made on his own life seemed like it was no big deal to Peter, not even weighing on his conscious. Sure, Spider-Man had bigger things to worry about in the grand scheme of it all, but Harry wasn’t Spider-Man and he didn’t have to pretend to understand the position he might have been in. Especially not when he was under the influence of the serum that only pushed him closer to a darker side for vengeance. His brows furrowed when his friend mentioned following in his father’s footsteps. Calling him ‘tiger’ like he always did, a pet name he had come to enjoy over the years because it was exclusive only to him. In the moment though, It just fanned the flames of the fire raging on within him. “You know how it ends, huh? So, what? You’re going to murder me like you murdered my father?” The glider was quiet for the most part, but there was a whistle in the mind when he whipped in Peter’s direction. He didn’t go directly for an attack yet, instead creating a circle loop, and coming to a quick halt in front of his friend. “Be my fucking guest.” The self-loathing was catching up to him; he was just mastering the art of redirecting it.

peter could practically feel the sensation of rage as it radiated off the other male on the rough. it pained parker to see his best friend spiral out of control like this. he wondered how much of this volatile mindset came as a result of the goblin serum compared to harry’s past trauma. “we both know that’s not why i kept my distance. i wasn’t the one who shipped you off -- i didn’t even know where you went!” peter paused for a moment, adjusting his stance to keep a fair bit of distance between them. harry had the entire oscorp arsenal at his disposal and with the goblin serum coursing through his veins - that was a terrifying thought. “if i had tried to come see you, would it have really mattered. one way or another, we would have wound up exactly where we are right now. you need to blame someone!” peter felt the familiar tingling feeling the back of skull as it cut through his own frustration. parker dove down before the glider circled around him, turning to face the glider with his eyes locked on harry. “i didn’t kill your father, harry! your father tried killing me with the glider and ended up impaling himself. would you rather i had just let him kill me?”

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HARRY.

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After catching up with Peter and filling each other in on what they had been missing, the memories that had been lost since his return to New York came flooding back to him. He had been avoiding the friends closest to him in hopes of regaining his memories without help, when in reality, Peter was his missing piece to it all. That shouldn’t have come as a surprise to him, considering they were nearly inseparable from the beginning of their friendship. More surprising were the memories that he gained; his best friend in a Spider-Man suit, the suit, standing there in front of his father and leaving him for dead. The nasty right hook that sent him into a bookshelf and had him waking up in a hospital. That’s what prompted him to find an excuse to leave so abruptly and visit the secret hideout in his father’s house, rummaging through old experiments until he found what he was looking for: the goblin serum. After using just enough to get the full effect, Harry was inviting Peter to meet him at one of their old hangouts they would frequent for a surprise.

While he waited on the rooftop, Harry was zooming around on the goblin glider, like he had been when he was deep in thought. It wasn’t any more difficult than a skateboard had been, and honestly, it was fun. Unlike the other times, though, he was fully dressed in the redesigned suit, complete with a new mask that could be on or off with the push of a button. Hearing his best friend approach the rooftop, he smirked to himself. “Remember this, Peter?” he asked, his tone lower than usual. Glowing green eyes flickered to meet the other males. “You didn’t come see me since I’ve been back. You thought I remembered, didn’t you? Honestly, I didn’t. You did a number on me in our apartment and I couldn’t remember a lot, actually, but now… I’ve got it. You put the pieces back together for me. Unlike my father, I can design a suit that doesn’t puncture so easily.” With a quick click, his face was being covered by the mask in one fluid movement. “You knew this was coming, Spidey.”

peter struggled to smear the lipstick stain from his cheek as he walked along union bank’s roof - glancing down at his phone. casting a web out to a nearby office building, spidey swung along the busy new york city street. somehow holding up a secret identity was easier than hiding spider-man’s late night escapades with black cat. skimming over the invitation text from harry osborn, peter felt a sense of dread creep up on him, swinging along broadway. the neighborhood defender found his way to the particular rooftop osborn had mentioned. the sense of dread was solidified - a pair a green glowing eyes staring back at him. peter’s eyes adjusted, seeing harry on the glider. “what did you, harry?” peter reminded himself there was no sense in using violence on his friend. if anything, it would only prove osborn’s point. “can you blame me? after everything that happened, i just wanted to give you space. i don’t know what you do or don’t remember. it doesn’t matter.” peter’s jaw clenched tightly at the mention of spidey. apparently, harry knew everything. “look, tiger. i’ve seen this movie before and i know how it ends. trust me, harry. you don’t want to go down the same roads as your father. you don’t want to do this.”

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more angst for you losers

“  how could i possibly trust you again after…everything?  ” “  won’t you at least let me try to make things better?  ” “  please don’t look at me like that.  ” “  stop trying to fix me.  ” “  i thought i could save you. but you can’t pull someone out of a storm if they won’t even take your hand.  ” “  what aren’t you telling me?  ” “  you’re right, you are a monster.  ” “  i keep waiting for you to hurt me.  ” “  how long until you realize i’m here to stay?  ” “  please don’t apologize, because then i won’t be able to help but forgive you and i’m not ready to do that yet.  ” “  sometimes i feel like you’re just waiting for an excuse to leave. ” “  i don’t feel safe here anymore. nowhere feels safe. ” “  i won’t let you ruin us. you’re scared of this but you don’t have to be. ” “  one of these days you’re going to push so hard i won’t be able to pull myself back to you again. ” “  your eyes always look so lost. ” “  loving you is killing me. ” “  i feel like i can’t breathe when you’re not here. ” “  i don’t hate you. but i can’t be in love with you anymore. ” “  why are you looking at me like that? ” “  what happens when i finally fuck up and you finally have to see me for what i am? ” “  i’m scared to let myself want you. ” “  why can’t i be enough? ” “  why won’t you let me help you? why won’t you let me close? ” “  just stay still. let me hold you. ” “  i won’t let you push me away this time. ” “  if you’re so intent on going down this path, then i’m coming with you. ” “  i miss the way you used to smile at me. ” “  i need you. and i hate that i do. ” “  i need to know that you’ll be okay. if something happens to me… ” “  you’re not the person i fell in love with anymore. ” “  why won’t you just let me go? i’m not worth it. ” “  please don’t go. ” “  if you can’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. do it because i need you. ” “  i can’t fix it this time. ” “  do you know how hard it was to let you go? ” “  i don’t think i’ll ever be over you. ” “  i can’t be angry. i’m too tired. i just want it to be over.  ”

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⌜  ⁰⁰¹ peter parker. froy gutierrez. he/him. cismale. ⌟ looks like PETER PARKER has joined the search for the missing mutants. the TWENTY-THREE is known as SPIDER-MAN and works alongside THE AVENGERS. they were spotted recently in NYC, hopefully they’ll have some luck finding the missing mutants. ( cameron. 21+. he/him. est. )

- Peter Benjamin Parker was an orphaned, young prodigy boy who lived with his aunt and uncle in Forest Hills, Queens. Peter grew to be extremely bright in science and became a high honors student at Midtown High School. Parker's shyness and scholastic interest often made him a social outcast and a target for bullies. By high school, Peter had made two new best friends: Gwen Stacy and Harry Osborn.

- Towards the end of his Sophomore year, Peter's class took a field trip to Dr. Connors' lab at the Empire State University. There, he was bitten by a genetically altered spider, which had escaped from its container; the genetic code in the spider's venom rewrote Peter's DNA, giving him spider-related powers such as enhanced strength, agility, speed, senses, reflexes, endurance, stamina, spider-sense and the ability to stick to any surface. Seeing the potential in his powers, Peter developed wrist-mounted devices that shot a web-like fluid and designed a costume.

- Telling Uncle Ben he was studying at the library, Peter actually entered in a wrestling match, under the ring name of Spider-Man, for a prize of $1,000. Though he quickly beats the champion, Crusher Hogan, the manager, Sullivan Edwards, denied his prize money unless he signs to a contract. Angry about this condition, Peter let a burglar (later revealed to be Black Cat's father) get away with Edwards' vault money, telling Edwards it's not his problem.

- Peter ended up walking home, as Uncle Ben seemingly never came to give him a ride. But upon arriving home, Peter learned the awful truth from his heartbroken aunt that a burglar had killed Ben for his car. When Peter caught the burglar, he was shocked to discover it was the same one he'd stepped aside for earlier. While tempted to kill the burglar as an act of vengeance, he knew Uncle Ben wouldn't approve. So, he spared his life and left him for the cops to collect. Filled with remorse, Peter then turned his Spider-Man persona into a superhero, finally taking to heart the message Uncle Ben tried to tell him the last time they spoke: "With great power, there must also come great responsibility."

- Peter and Gwen were offered a internship at Dr. Connors' lab at ESU. Peter struggled to help Aunt May pay off the accumulating bills during college, Parker sought out money at The Daily Bugle. Peter landed a job as a result of taking pictures of Spider-Man fighting the Lizard, whom Dr. Connors' had accidentally turned himself into as a result of experimenting with lizard DNA.

- Gwen and Peter began dating during the internship which the Green Goblin (Norman Osborn), with a vendetta against Spider-Man, used to his advantage by constantly putting the girl in harm’s way. The Green Goblin abducts Gwen Stacy, and lures Spider-Man to a tower of the Brooklyn Bridge. Norman and Spider-Man clash, and the Goblin hurls Stacy off the bridge. Spider-Man shoots a web strand at her legs and catches her. As he pulls her up, he thinks he has saved her, however he quickly realizes she is dead. Unsure whether her neck was broken by the whiplash from her sudden stop or had been already broken by the Goblin prior to her fall, he blames himself for her death.

- Peter seeks out Norman Osborn. During the battle, Goblin mocks Peter and Gwen's memory, which makes Peter enraged, causing him to beat the Goblin half to death - but stops himself before delivering a killing blow to the Goblin. Attempting to get the upper hand on Spider-Man, the Goblin summons his glider while Peter is distracted and sends it after him. Peter's spidey sense alerts him and he jumps out of the way before it reaches him, impaling the Goblin.

-  Harry Osborn (Peter’s best friend and roommate), knowing Peter is Spider-Man, seeks to avenge his father Norman's death. Using his father's Green Goblin technology, he battles Peter to a stalemate, developing amnesia. Peter visits his unconscious friend in the hospital several times but never speaks with him before Harry is taken to the mental facility for treatment.

[why-i-love-comics]

Black Cat Annual #1 (2019)

written by Jed MacKay art by Joey Vazquez, Natacha Bustos, Juan Gedeon, & Brian Reber

[riptidcs]

froy gutierrez in the acting for a cause livestream of twelfth night.