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Logan tackled Falcon off his trajectorial path, and both tumbled into the ground while Captain America still supported Thor using his shield throws against Spider-Man. “Who the fuck are you?!” Sam cursed frustratingly as the heavy sack of muscles weighed him down on his stomach. “What the hell is happening? Why do you guys fight Webs?” The burly man demanded with a confused growl “Is he a Skrull?” he turned back to look at the fight with comprehensive glances. “Are you a Skrull, Bub?” Logan sprung his talons, barred the middle, and trapped Wilson’s neck between them, looking for confirmation. “What? No!” Sam tries to get out from under the shorter man but isn’t able to due to the heavier mass and superior joint lock techniques “Don’t get involved, man; this is an Avengers business.” “Yeah, kinda heard that one before. Care to elaborate more than the last guy who said it?” he kept the blades around the Falcon’s neck with a grunt. “Hell naw!” “Great,” Logan muttered annoyingly and knocked Wilson out with a firm elbow to the back of the neck, then he got up like a spring to charge the Captain next. The shield was thrown at him, and Logan redirected the trajectory with a well-timed downward punch that negated the force behind the World’s Most Expensive Frisby and continued on his path. Bucky cursed under his breath and averted his attention from Spider-Man and Thor, preparing for a CQB session with the Immortal man. He ducked a straight right and countered with a left hook of his Vibranium bionics. Logan takes the punch with his palms and capitalizes on the force behind it to give himself a little lift before twisting his lower body unnaturally for a sweeping kick aimed at the Captain’s neck that was blocked by a grab. Bucky grunted under the weight of the burly man’s dense skeleton and followed the flow of momentum by bending his knees a little to the side dragging Logan along before doing a spinning Scorpion Kick that landed firmly onto the mutant’s back. Utilizing his dense muscles to the fullest, Logan tanked the force of the strike by bracing his legs onto the asphaltic street to push back, then he spun lower on his heels to deliver an uppercut at the end of the cycle, connecting with the Captain’s jaw. Bucky lifted off his feet by the force of the punch and stumbled backward a little bit before he felt a meaty arm circling his neck, putting him into a chokehold. “Ya still got that opening, Bub,” Logan growled to the slowly losing consciousness Bucky with a nostalgic tinge in his words. “Better luck next time...Little Jimmy Boy.” the sudden stiffening of the Captain’s body was a telltale sign that the nickname stirred up some long-forgotten memory of the old days before the world turned black.

welcome back peter parker

Excerpt, Secret Invasion Part 2

Peter's and Teresa's interaction

“Let’s talk about it then,” Peter grinned angrily under the mask “Look at you, you are alive and well, talking like you know better. What’s stopping me from just…” Peter stopped, taking a deep breath, and exhaled “…you and your dad hurt someone I cared about, Teresa, but I asked Fury to recruit both of you because I know both of you can be better. I…hope, both of you can do good things with your talents. Call me stupid, but that’s the truth.”

“…why? I don’t buy the whole Samaritan thing from you, Spidey. Why did you do it?” Teresa curiously questioned the vigilante in front of her, irritated by the lack of facial expression.

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Contexts;

- Richard Parker is Doc Ock

- Teresa Parker is Chameleon

- Teresa shot Gwen Stacy

My poor attempt at capturing the glorious QUEEN herself

Ladies and Gents, Emma Frost

Uncle Spider and his little wolverine

Tracing model; Karl Urban

LOGAN WITH A CIGAR

The Goddess and Her King Consort

Peter, Logan, and Scott should be in a "Redheads Are the Trouble" club together