Whenever The Venom War Event Is Over:

Multimedia Morbs head-canons 3:

What do they do if they found a lost child?

TAS: is nervous, looks around for the adult who was with the child, when he can’t find them then he tries to engage with the child. Depending on how upset the child is he would speak softly (At a certain volumes kids either find his accent silly or intimidating) or try to cheer them up with a silly face (he knows he looks weird and is banking on the kid not being off put by him if he casts the weirdness in a silly light) to gain their trust before asking what’s wrong. If he can get a description of the adult they were with, or maybe directions to someplace the child feels safe, he would scoop them up (holds little kids close to him, or lets the more adventurous ride on his shoulders) and fly them to that person/place. Once he finds it/them, he will set the child down a little ways away ( if a person) or on the doorstep (if a place) and then watch from afar until he knows that they’re safe. Then he breathes a sigh of relief and gets the heck out of dodge.

Ultimate: upon noticing an unaccompanied child, contemplates having a free snack. Ehh, there’s not much life force in something so small and the aftermath would be too much of a hassle, so he’ll keep on walking. He’d walk right past the distressed child, look directly into their little tear stained face, and keep walking. He’d continue walking away until what little sympathy he has finally starts to gnaw at him. He’ll stop, consider his options, and then find a payphone (of course he has his own work phone, but he isn’t going to use that to call the cops). He’d give 911 a brief anonymous description of what he saw and where he saw it, and then leave. Whatever happens next isn’t his problem anymore.

616: would be out on a late night run to the blood bank and already hangry. Spotting a lone child would definitely tip off his Prey drive, making him tense up and watch the child closely. Intently. Hungrily… until something breaks his line of sight on the child and he snaps out of it. Ashamed of what he was doing, he’d crawl up a building trying to put as much distance between him and the child as he can. And then he’d sit up there for a moment, all full of self loathing, until he really thinks about what he saw. There is a child in need down there, and they are all alone. There are absolutely worse things than him out here tonight, so he’d circle back to where he saw the child. He’d Panic a bit until he could see them, and then start to think of a way to get help for them without going down there (feels like he can’t trust himself with the child and also doesn’t want to frighten them). Ends up spending the whole night keeping an eye on the child from afar as they wander around until he can flag down a superhero (he’s hoping for dr.strange or daredevil, just anyone but Spider-Man; spidey doesn’t always hear him out, and usually ends up beating the shit out of him). No one ever comes their way, and he never does complete his blood-run, but at least he keeps the child safe until morning when they are found asleep by a police officer.

Blood ties: steps out one night to look for a drink while Amanda is asleep, doesn’t plan on being out for very long (hasn’t confided in Amanda yet, he doesn’t really want to scare her). He barely gets 10 feet away from where they’re staying before he finds an unattended child wandering around. The area is rough and seedy, so he has no illusions about what could happen to a child all alone. He decides to stuff his hunger deep down deep and try approaching the child as non threateningly as possible… it doesn’t really work well. In fact he ends up scaring the child into the path of something even worse than him. He manages to get the child away from the threat, but they have to make a run for it. He scoops up the child and flees back to where he and Amanda are staying, unfortunately bringing the threat with them. He has to wake her up to take care of the child while he goes back out to brutally beat the shit out of the bad guy/monster (hopefully where the kid won’t see it). In the morning Amanda takes the child to the police station while Michael gets some rest (she’s so going to chew him out later, though).

Midnight Son: is out on a mission with some teammates (maybe captain America and blade?, any combo really) When he thinks he hears something in a suspicious pile of rubble. He checks the deck, there’s an Echolocation card available, which he uses to find a child hiding from bad guys underneath. He knows that he’s not the best with children, but he can’t seem to pull any of his teammates’ cards to ask for a teamup. Guess this means he has to help the child himself. He tries moving the rubble With a Claw card, but that just makes the debris unstable. Judging from the outside he figures he might fit underneath if he had Mist Form in his hand… unfortunately a quick glance shows that he currently doesn’t have one of those ready to play. Honestly it’s so frustrating when you don’t have the right cards available! It wouldn’t be such a problem if he could just get the child to come out on their own, right? Unfortunately, he can tell that they’re scared; and of course, why shouldn’t they be? There are demons and hydra soldiers and vampires out here, all things that little children should definitely be afraid of. So the question is, how can he coax the child into coming out? A quick look at his hand provides the answer: a Charm card is playable. One use and the child timidly shimmies their own way out from their hiding spot, just in time for the rubble finally collapses inward. Together they look at it in stunned silence. The child clings tightly to him as he takes them back to the drop off area where he started the mission. Thankfully his teammates are already waiting for them; they must have finished the mission without him. However, upon hearing what happened, they both agree that he did the right thing by sticking back to help the child. Together they take the child back to the abbey for the night. In the morning they’ll get the authorities involved, but for now this child is going to meet all the superheroes they could ever dream of!

Movie: He finds a child all by themself on the street at night and they’re already crying their eyes out. After checking to see if there’s any adults nearby looking for them, he steps in to try and calm them down. Peekaboo doesn’t work (the kid is scared of his face trick), jokes don’t work (the kid is too young for Morbin’ Time jokes, which aren’t really that funny when he thinks about it), and in fact none of his usual bedside tricks seem to do the job. But there is still one thing he could try: very softly, he starts to sing. The waterworks immediately dry up to just a sniffle. Unfortunately, whenever he stops singing they start to tear up again, so he can’t really ask them any questions. It’s fine though, the child is pacified enough that he can look for a safe place to bring them on his own. He just hopes doesn’t run out of songs before that happens.

Baby’s First Year… 1 month:

[She-hulk, the great jade giantess herself, stands outside in the middle of a sunny New York winter afternoon, across the street from an imposing yet nondescript office building complex]

She-Hulk: * shifts the the cooler bag on her shoulder in order to check the building address that was texted to her burner phone: she is in the right location but she is still in denial* “this can’t be the right place, can it?”

She-Hulk: *now inside this ginormous bio-medical building, currently walking through a dark and clearly deserted lobby area towards an elevator, still skeptical* “usually he’s hunkered down in the sewer system or some abandoned subway station… but this, is um, quite the step up…”

She-Hulk: *on an upper floor now, phone flashlight on and her guard up, going carefully down the hallway past empty, dark, medical office after empty, dark, medical office* “it’s still really creepy in here, though… not to mention, did he really have to be so cryptic over text?”

She-Hulk: *finally coming to a stop in front of a bank of ominously darkened lab rooms with floor to ceiling observation windows that bounce her phone’s light back at her* “I mean, what on earth does he need baby formula, five bags of blood, and ‘Legal advice’ for? The blood makes sense, I guess, but there rest? Also, Isn’t he usually asleep at 11 o’clock in the morning?”

She-Hulk: *taking a deep breath before using her light to look through each lab window, she’s not exactly sure what she’ll find … but she knows it’ll be obvious once she’s looking at it * “*sigh* Honestly, what am I getting myself into?”

????: *weakly, a tired, almost anemic sounding voice can be heard from one lab down from where She-Hulk is currently looking* “Ms. Walters? You actually came…”

She-Hulk: *startled, turns her phone light towards the sound, she catches two red eyes in its gleam… * “Michael?!”

She-Hulk: *She bursts into the room, frantically feeling for the light switch on the wall, next to the door; she pauses as the lights reveal the room to her* “Michael!! What the heck is going on…”

Morbius: *Eyes squinted from the sudden brightness, dark five o’clock shadow against pale sweaty flesh, strapped down to a gurney with a nylon belt four fingers wide, blue-black thermal suit haphazardly rolled down to his waist, chest hair matted slick in places from multiple small still oozing wounds* “Jennifer Walters, Truly you are μια υπέροχη πράσινη θεά…”

She-Hulk: *Surprise quickly turns into concern which slowly begins fading into her family’s favorite emotion as she scrolls through her mental list of medical wackos who might do something like this* “Michael Morbius! You have five seconds to explain what’s going on and why you look like the Monty Python rabbit attacked you!

Morbius: *further lowering the volume of his exhausted voice in hopes that She-hulk might mirror him while furtively glancing at something on the floor on the other side of his gurney* “Ok! Ok… if you would just give me one of those blood bags, I can tell you in three, but please… be quieter… we just got the baby down to sleep”

She-Hulk: *moving into the room so she can follow his gaze, also lowering her voice* “Baby ?”

[Her phone light freezes on a questionable sight: on the floor is The Lizard, in just his tattered clothes, breathing softly with eyes seemingly wide open (save for the subtle discoloration of nictitating membranes) curled protectively around a small, pale, sleeping infant swaddled in a grubby lab coat. The baby has sweet little wisps of blond hair , a crusty ring of red encircling his tiny precious lips, and little pudgy fists which are tightly clasped around the tip of The Lizard’s tail.]

She-hulk: *mostly to herself under her breath as she observes the kid* “huh, well that explains the baby formula… hold on, is that-“

Morbius: *interrupting her train of thought, bloodlust starting to cloud his hushed tone, even starting to struggle against his bindings* “yes, tis exactly what you think it is, now how about that blood bag?”

She-Hulk: *remembering the rest of the stuff in her cooler bag, fishing a packet out for him, thinking to add an i.v. tube as a straw before handing it to him; quietly taking note to wait for him to finish before she undoes the straps on him* “oh! Right! Here…”

[one blood bag later, in one room over]

She-Hulk: *looking expectantly at Morbius* “So… is it yours…or?”

Morbius: *no longer restrained and now sitting back in a chair, his wounds already closed up but trying to clean the remaining blood off his chest with anti-septic wipes before he pulls his thermal suit back up, not really looking at She-Hulk while speaking; he’s embarrassed he almost went off on her* “No, not mine biologically…”

She-Hulk: *Jokingly feinting shock * “What? you’re telling me that you and The Lizard didn’t whip that little cutie up in the lab? He looks soooo much like you and Martine…”

Morbius: *bristles at the comment but continues trying break up the matted blood and spittle in his chest hair* “We share some similarities… but no, he is a foundling, whatever ‘Parents’ he had decided to drop him on our doorstep 3 weeks ago.”

She-Hulk: *A bit more serious now* “Oh. I see…How old was he on arrival?”

Morbius: *pausing for a moment, trying to recall but sleep deprivation makes it so much harder * “Hngmm, between Strange and I during our visit last week, we were able to place him at having arrived around a week or so old, give or take a day…”

She-Hulk: *pretty sure the baby looks well over a few weeks old currently…* “I take it he’s not a ‘traditional vampire’ then?”

Morbius: *finally looks up her direction, there is a thousand yard length to his stare; clearly more than just one bag was needed to shake off the rest of his anemia* “Correct, as I stated before, we have ‘similarities’… which Dr.Strange was able to confirm for me during our visit last week. Also, before you ask: if I had to guess, his mother was probably one of Theocritus’ test subjects during the blood hunt, she was probably cured along with the rest of them during her pregnancy but the antidote must not have passed to the child…”

Morbius: *heavily, as if delivering a most grave diagnosis; after which he returns to attending to his chest* “which means, as far as we can tell, he was born like this.”

She-Hulk: *taking that conclusion with the full weight of what she knows about Morbius’ history, plus the grain of salt that is sleep deprivation; She decides to put on her ‘public defender hat’ and start gently steering this conversation to the part she’s been most curious/worried about* “huh, ok… that’s a pretty good explanation of everything, very… succinct. Yep, totally explains two thirds of your text; which I really didn’t understand why you sent to me at first. but… I think I’m starting to get an idea of why, so I’m just going to ask some clarifying questions about that last third: so, what exactly do you need legal advice on?”

Morbius: *finally giving up his cleaning efforts in grouchy exasperation* “Is it not obvious? I wish to know where I stand on Guardianship for το μικρό μύρο, what legal steps must I next take?”

She-hulk: *relieved but still kind of perplexed/startled; also beginning to notice a new problem* “Oh! Thank god, yeah no that makes sense! That’s actually very pragmatic thinking there, Michael. But, I think there’s just a… few little problems with my ability to answer that question…”

Morbius: *slow on the up take and not a fan of where this is going; She-hulk’s legal advice hasn’t steered him wrong, yet… * “Problems?”

She-hulk: *puts up a finger as she lists each problem* “well for one, I only passed the bar in California, which won’t really help in New York… two, I’m a Criminal Defense lawyer not a Family or Immigration Lawyer… three, the baby is technically a US citizen while your legal citizenship is, at best, dubious… , and Four-“

Morbius: *Exhausted, fangs gritted like a dam to hold back the bitter tears welling up behind bloodshot red eyes. his despair demands that he stop her; upon finishing he dramatically hangs his head in his hands in as an expression of tired defeat* “Ok! Ok! I get the point! But you can not tell Morbius that it would not be different if anyone else had found him!! Morbius, and only Morbius, knows what that child will go through! And! And, only… I will be the one to save him from it…”

She-hulk: *Talking in the third person is a bad sign with him, it definitely means she struck a nerve… she-hulk pauses a moment to choose her next words carefully: firm but gently she says* “hey… hey… I wasn’t trying to ‘make a point’ about anything. I am sorry I got carried away, but what I want you to know is that getting the answers to all these questions first is actually going to be your next step. Unfortunately, I am just not equipped to give you these answers right now; but I am willing to take some time… and ask some friends… and and eventually get back to you on this, ok?”

[no response from Morbius]

She-hulk: *concerned, decides maybe he’s being sulky* “do you hear me Michael? I promise I’m going to help you, ok?”

[ when she still receives no response from him, she gets up from her chair and carefully goes over to check on him]

She-Hulk: *tries to get his attention verbally first, but when he still doesn’t respond she tries snapping her fingers near one of his sensitive pointy ears* “Michael?” *snap* *snap*

She-Hulk: *surprisingly still no response, so she checks his vitals: pulse is steady and so is his breathing… which can only mean one thing: he’s just sleeping; albeit while still seated stiff as a board in his position of despair* “wait a minute… what?! Do you really go into rigor-mortis when you fall asleep?? Goddamnit Michael…”

She-Hulk: *incredulous but not surprised, she decides to let him rest* “You know what? I’ll just text him later tonight to make sure he understands that I’m gonna help… until then, though, I’ll see myself out…”

[part 1 of 6]

Shout out to the trans people who are also bats and bats enthusiasts idk how there are so many of us here

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Ok, so I don’t know if it’s common knowledge, but morbius’s first costume is the insulation layer of his electro therapy suit, right? It’s medical grade, he wasn’t planning on using it for anything else, just for this treatment…

Ok, knowing this, where did his little wingies/capelet come from then?

Like how were they a part of the original design of this article of clothing? Were they an original part the suit?

Because they aren’t a result of damage; they were there from the very beginning and aren’t shown to be ragged for a very long. And despite how often they used to disappear, they aren’t explicitly organic wings either; in shots from behind, the wingies are the same main color as his body suit and they’re only seen when he has this style of costume too. But there’s not really space for them inside the white outer layer either; cause they’re directly in the armpit and the white layer, while a little baggy, is still pretty form fitting. And they aren’t really a cape yet either, they’re just under the arm membranes; (the cape interpretation comes later).

Like, I get why they’re there in a meta sense: bat wings cause vampire, breaks up the overall black/navy bodysuit, harkens back to spidey’s original underarm web-wingies, and visually explains how he flies/glides(?).

But just what are they in universe?

Hey, you know how the Zelda community has, like, Linked Universe and Multiversal Links AUs?

Well, I propose a little offshoot of the marvel multiverse and spiderverse just for Morbius; As a treat! Like, there are enough distinct multimedia versions of him that it would be funny to set them all down in the same room.

Like for Tv/Cartoons you have TAS Morbius and Ultimate Spider-Man Morbius: you get both because they are very different characters, TAS being possibly the youngest version of Michael, and Ultimate being the most cowardly and closest to a villain.

For video games you would have Midnight Suns Morbius: I know that’s not the only video game version of him, but he’s the most fleshed out version of Michael in gaming.

In print media you can possibly have two of them: post 2013 616 Comic book Morbius (who has the sick from a young age background) and Book Morbius from that novel (he ties best into the 70s and magazine continuity of getting sick later in life)

And, of course, you have to have Movie version Morbius: like it or not, in universe, he is just another version of Michael, he doesn’t know how horribly written or acted he is! He deserves just as much sympathy as any other version. Plus, it could be very funny if he’s the meta one. like, because of how much Leto is bleeding out of that performance, he can see the fourth wall while in a multiversal setting. And he is deeply aware and ashamed by what he can see!

And well, as far as what they’d all do once together? I don’t know 🤷, what do Multimedia Morbs do? Look for a cure together? Compare love interests? Try to save Nikos from the timeline? Raise an infant B-Negative?

It would be up to us, Morbutauls

Hi, I read it, it was ok… but a warning to folks who like Michael as a character: read at your own risk!

He’s, no spoilers, very out of character here, and the way he’s used in the plot is a little gross… just a heads up.

However Mitzi is a very fun character and I appreciate her dynamic with Gwen and Peter; I just dislike the method in which she receives her powers (hint: that’s the gross thing).

I think it could have been handled better and in plenty of ways that would not have to resort to that …

(Like literally there’s a whole tank full of recently experimented on bats, right there! Which do get released into a crowd. Spider people don’t have to put with that, so why did Mitzi?)

Official SWAM promo post!

I’ve previously mentioned this story in other posts of mine, but this is its own dedicated post! Spider-Woman and Mitzi; The Living Vampire is a Spider-Verse based story centering around Gwen Stacy, her Peter Parker, and my OC Mitzi Tamanna who’s their best friend. After a field trip goes sinister, she becomes the Morbius variant of Earth-73. In a series of Jennifers Body inspired events, Gwen has to figure out what happened to her friend and how to stop her with Peters help. It’s an angsty teenage action and drama story with a gripping love triangle, all unlike anything you’ve ever seen before. Here’s the link!

Spider-Woman and Mitzi; The Living Vampire

Above is my OC Mitzi! The first image is what she looks like at the beginning of the story, and the second is how her appearance changes during/after the story. Below is an image dump of the other characters featured in this story

The art of my OCs and the SWAM cover art was done by the magnificent dee_from_webtoon on instagram and webtoon

pls rb if you think cuddling doesn't have to be s3xual

im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out

I don’t know who to send this to 🤷

This is hilarious if you’re just skimming along and you actually like a certain comic book character. I was this close to saying ‘What do you mean? he’s always technically been a doctor, he’s in medical science and has a phd…’ . But then I read it again slowly, and looked at the surrounding context: damnit! Bamboozled again by one of the only three characters in all of fiction named Morbius.

Oh! But then It looped back around again when I saw that this guy also will never escape being associated with That Movie! Or, apparently, Matt Smith? (No offense 11th doctor fans 👍)

its funny that now theyre called the morbius doctors. and now they have to be related by name to the matt smith film forever

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