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Before January 2025:

If you are a USAmerican in a relationship that might be affected by legislation that dissolves same-sex marriages, who may no longer be recognized as next-of-kin, especially if you have children, get your rights in writing!

Your marriage certificate may not be enough to prove you have rights to make medical decisions for non-biological children or for a same-sex spouse or partner.

Go to a lawyer, get it spelled out as clearly as possible that you have a voice in emergency medical and legal situations.

Please stay safe. Find someone you can talk to my heart goes out to everyone just remember nothing happens yet. 🩷🩷

I’m sorry, did you tag Morbius as one of the villains in love? Because the two of them literally don’t give two shits about each other. Bro is barely a Spider-Man “Enemy”, they just don’t have that much chemistry (I.e. neither of them hates the other nearly as much as some of these other guys do, like they’re just a nuisance to each other and that’s it). I mean, yeah, on occasion Peter has felt bad for the guy… but more often than not he pounds him into the dirt for looking at a blood bag funny…

Peter Parker truly has a disproportionate amount of enemies that are homoerotically obsessed with him and yet Marvel maintains that he must stay straight

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.

Yes! Yes! Yes!!!

I read this one, but I’ve never seen the cover before!

Got to say it’s a little more generic than I pictured while reading, but yeah…

Neat 👍

They should put vampires in space/ sci-fi more often.

Space Vampire by Edward Packer, 1987, cover art by David B. Mattingly.

Your gender is now the first randomized wikipedia article you get. No rerolls.

Ehhh, close enough. The Lizard actually just asked him to repeat it in English ( «στα αγγλικά;», or “in English?”). However, due to The Lizard’s fluency in Greek, and that the voice box on his translator keeps sticking on certain sounds, I can see why it translated like that.

Whenever the Venom War event is over:

Morbius: *trying to sneak back into the lab building he got from Blood Hunt, goes through an upstairs window, turns around:

The Lizard: *hulking in the shadows, waiting for him like an angry mom* “you sssaid you’d only be in Monssstarrr Metroooopolis forrrr the weekend?”

Morbius: “I see you got your communicator fixed?”

The Lizard: “itsss been a monnnth, Michael.”

Morbius: *mumbles* «Τι είσαι, μαμά μου;»

The Lizard: «Σσστα Αγγλικαά;»

Morbius: *still straddling the window seal; brief surprise quickly turns to exasperation, * “Never mind , Curt…”

The Lizard: *flicks tongue out and back in, annoyed* “You owe me a monnnth of Sssciencesss, Michael… alsso, what is on your shirrrt?”

Morbius: *puzzled, feels shirt, runs fingers directly over something dried on * Eghh, Zombiote? Still?

The Lizard: *intrigued reptile sounds* “ Zzzommbiote?”

Morbius: *annoyed, until it dawns on him* “Yes, ‘zombiote’… wait… where have you been all month? How did you miss all that?”

The Lizard: *Already concocting experiments for the ‘sample’ in his head* “Sssciencess”

Empathy is a bitch

I just realized that, although I love the 2012 Dark Shadows movie, for some people that movie is their 2021 Morbius.

Reasons I like it: It’s Johnny Depp, in a vampire movie, set in the late 60s early 70s, with all the music and Johnny Depp-ing around that that would entail…

But I get what a fan of the Original Dark Shadows would see: that’s not Barnabas Collins, this tone is too cheerful, they truncated whole arcs, and some characters are missing or smooshed together!

Because that’s kind of how I feel about the Morbius movie: that’s not Michael Morbius, they’ve smooshed three different characters into one worse version of an important one, why does this taste like a diet version of the 90s comic? What is this tone?

But someone probably says: yes! Jared Leto is Jared Leto-big all over the place, and I love that Milo guy, I’d like to ship him and Michael, and ooo! Cool special effects! Boy, what a fun early 2000s comic book movie!

And I cringed, just like those poor Dark Shadows fans did. However, 3 years out from my worst ever experience with the cinema, I can’t completely find it in my heart to hate movie-character Morbius anymore. In the grand multiversal scheme of things he’s just another version of my favorite character, and he did nothing wrong but exist in a shitty movie. And I hope the Dark shadows fans eventually realized this about movie-character Barnabus too. He might not be your favorite version of the guy, but he’s still that guy. And he might become someone’s favorite.

I just thought I’d point this out because sometime in the next decade or so, they will do this again to someone else’s favorite vampire blorbo. I just know that Hollywood will. So I hope that when they do, both fandoms will there to commiserate with the new guys. Because it sucks to see your blorbos done out of character in an adaptation that overshadows their original portrayal.

But just know that that shitty adaptation will make more people interested in that character, and hopefully, they will eventually watch/read the original versions. And then you’ll have new friends!

I need a story to go with this art, what a fun crossover!

Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

Whenever the Venom War event is over:

Morbius: *trying to sneak back into the lab building he got from Blood Hunt, goes through an upstairs window, turns around:

The Lizard: *hulking in the shadows, waiting for him like an angry mom* “you sssaid you’d only be in Monssstarrr Metroooopolis forrrr the weekend?”

Morbius: “I see you got your communicator fixed?”

The Lizard: “itsss been a monnnth, Michael.”

Morbius: *mumbles* «Τι είσαι, μαμά μου;»

The Lizard: «Σσστα Αγγλικαά;»

Morbius: *still straddling the window seal; brief surprise quickly turns to exasperation, * “Never mind , Curt…”

The Lizard: *flicks tongue out and back in, annoyed* “You owe me a monnnth of Sssciencesss, Michael… alsso, what is on your shirrrt?”

Morbius: *puzzled, feels shirt, runs fingers directly over something dried on * Eghh, Zombiote? Still?

The Lizard: *intrigued reptile sounds* “ Zzzommbiote?”

Morbius: *annoyed, until it dawns on him* “Yes, ‘zombiote’… wait… where have you been all month? How did you miss all that?”

The Lizard: *Already concocting experiments for the ‘sample’ in his head* “Sssciencess”

*doom music starts to play* I actually kindof like scheduling these kinds of appointments now...

but seriously Fellas, don't forget to schedule a pap smear every couple of years just in case. If you still have a cervix you can still get cervical cancer. ilu

this has been a psa

bats gossiping

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painting of a bat using a pink flip phone to make a video call with another bat

Head canons for Multimedia Morbs 2:

Embarrassing stories:

TAS: he once mentioned the whole “turned into a giant bat to hibernate/fall into a coma for a few months “ thing once. most wanted more details, and some were very skeptical even after the details. He still remembers it as some of the best sleep he’s ever had (he is a college student after all).

Ultimate: knows a scary amount about symbiote/Klyntar biology because that was his field of study at hydra (not phlebotomy or hematology, which the others find weird); which brings up the question “how did your accident happen, then?”. He doges the question every time because he’s embarrassed to admit that he didn’t do it himself (Otto did it to him as payback for his attempted backstabbing and betrayal). Therefore the rest of them come up with wild “theories” about it (both to tease him and also to get him to tell them what actually happened; this was either TAS or Midnight Son’s idea).

616: has mild claustrophobia from being held hostage in boxes/containers for indefinite periods, on multiple occasions, by bad guys. Tries his best to hide it from the others, especially Ultimate (the last couple of times where because of unethical scientists, and if that isn’t Ultimate…). Also, he modeled for a swimsuit issue and a sunscreen ad once; regrets the later but not the former.

Blood ties: has a favorite soap opera that Amanda got him into while they stayed in hotels during their cross country journey; it’s a rough expy of both ‘Dark Shadows’ and ‘The Young and The Restless’. 616 remembers the show too, but doesn’t actually recall enjoying.

Midnight Son: occasionally enjoys scented candles and meditation; the others immediately played up his enjoyment of them after hearing about it (a lot of them have a really sensitive sense of smell and just can’t stand candles anymore). Surprisingly, when no one else can verify it, Ultimate is very thoughtful about the candles and will leave him new unused ones (he can tolerate the smells and knows that they bug the others; it’s not be nice or anything…).

Movie: once admitted that he went to ‘a school for gifted children’ in upstate New York, and everyone assumed he meant Xavier’s school; some people were nicer about that others. It actually was just a regular school, but having been told about the X-men, he’s not in a hurry to correct anyone.

Work Experience:

TAS: is just a graduate student, but has taught an elective class or two; he has yet to TA for any of his professors. Had gotten job offers from Oscorp for after school, though. Not that he can still apply since his accident… Does hunting vampires across Europe with Blade count?

Ultimate: was immediately head hunted directly from college by Hydra, and has never worked anywhere else (not sure if he can work anywhere else; either because of the reference or because of disapproval from his father). Working with Octavius was supposed to be a stepping stone/ big break towards moving higher up, if he hadn’t bungled it.

616: has always been in medical research, who funded it has changed over the years, though: was self employed, was hired by the west coast Avengers, then the Fantastic Four, worked at st.Jude’s hospital for a bit, was part of Shield medical division for a bit, then was at Horizon Labs under a pseudonym, was used in research by Beyond corporation, and is currently self employed, again…

Blood ties: other that his own research, he’s never really had a job, does he qualify as a personal investigator for helping Amanda track down her parents?

Midnight Son: mostly independent research, that’s about it.

Movie: works at Horizon labs In medical research, but not anymore of course.

What else would you ask them?

Head canons for Multimedia-Morbs

TAS: is the only: Romanian, one with both parents, one not sick, and one without a doctorate. He does impress everyone with his palm suckers (it’s more scientific curiosity than anything). Also surprises the rest by being friendly with blade and black cat. Is the closest to being an actual hero.

Ultimate: was probably raised by his father, it would explain a lot; his ethics, posh English accent, penchant for being backstabbing etc… he would be secretly jealous of the others for having love interests and/or dead bestfriends (he didn’t have a Nikos or Martine). Could be considered the token evil teammate, but he’s only ever been as successful long term as dr.doofensmirtz, so… practically harmless? he Is definitely the worst at teamwork, or even partnership. Gets made fun of for his life draining ability.

616: all the comics have happened to him, so he is tired and just wants to settle down with the lizard as a lab partner. Still has every version of his costume though, even the 90s one (is surprised to see that TAS and Movie’s costumes reference it). His power set and personality slightly change depending on which costume he wears. Probably ties with Midnight Son for knowing the most other superheroes. Is aware that he should probably be in his 80s or 90s if it weren’t for comic book time dilation.

Blood ties: never progressed past the stories in vampire tales, so is very confused when 616 Michael references things after them. He is very happy to know that he’ll eventually reunite with martine; no one tells him about the 90s out of kindness. His suit is navy and red where 616’s is black and red. He considers 616 to be his future, but really they’re more like divergent timelines.

Midnight Son: uses the literal deck of cards from the game to do his moves (he doesn’t think anything of it cause that’s just ‘how it works’), the others make fun of him for it. Probably has more costumes than 616 does, but they don’t really do anything (except for the yellow midnight Sun one having magical properties). He ties with Movie for being the handsomest (he wins prettiest vampire, movie wins prettiest human). Also, confuses the heck out of 616 whenever he talks about who is and isn’t on the midnight Sun’s roster (midnight suns the game and midnight sons the comics are very different). Is probably the best at teamwork.

Movie: is confused why everyone has Nikos as a childhood friend while he had Milo (isn’t sure which is better; dead best friend or evil best friend…?). Is slightly smug about being able to do the face thing. Baffles everyone by not knowing who Spider-man is but still knowing about Venom. Has a meta awareness of how poorly he stacks up to the rest of them; most of the others are impressed by his power set.

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

Where is this?

Pardon?

i know vitamin c basically neutralizes adhd meds but lemonade good

BAT! Harvey wore a stunning, on-theme suit to The Hollywood Reporter and SAG-AFTRA's 2024 Emmy Nominees Night! It even included details of his fellow cast members 🦇

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

basically, i think the general rule of thumb is: if someone REALLY wants the blood that’s inside of your body, and they’re like… a vampire, or a dracula, or some sort of mansquito, then that’s probably okay. a dracula and a mansquito are made for removing things like blood and swords from inside your body. that’s basically fine.

if something wants to get at your blood, and they’re, say, some kind of murdersaurus, or maybe a really big frog, that’s where the problems start to arise. a really frog is not made for removing blood, and your blood knows this, which is why it is so vehement about wanting to stay IN your body instead of coming out. 

unfortunately this will not deter a really big frog, because a really big frog is full of things like prizes, and value, and quite a lot of hatred, and it would REALLY rather like to replace any and all of those things with your blood, and basically by any means possible.

He would have all the bats, but also, maybe an audino from martine; and possibly, probably reluctantly (cause it’s funny) a joltik from spidey

would Michael Morbius have a crobat or a golbat if he was in Pokémon world

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?

This is very Morbius coded too, if you think about it.

breaking news: local vampire forgets he is chronically ill with Mystery Thing and otherwise disabled is Low On Spoons; “classic renfield blunder,” he comments

do you have any morbius comic recs?

Thanks for asking. Morbius’ first appearance & origin was in ASM #101-102. If you want something not super emo, I’d suggest Venom: The Enemy Within, Punisher Vol. 8 #11-16, Legion of Monsters Vol. 2, & Morbius the Living Vampire Vol. 2.

If you want something that’s very 90′s, read Morbius the Living Vampire Vol. 1 & Maximum Carnage.

If you want to get deeper, there’s a reading list under the cut.

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Some of yall needed to hear this

Credits to @/mattxiv on Instagram

The Tale of a bisque-fired Vampire

My biggest regret in life was not finishing my transition. Which wasn’t my fault, but my chance was cut short. That alone is enough to make a guy vengeful, but do you know what actually reanimated me?

My family took the time and paid the money to separate out my hand bones and skull, had them cleaned and articulated. They actually cremated me, as asked, and portioned out my ashes to be used in both a pound of clay and to make two memorial diamonds. They followed my will to the letter, and I know that they read it all the way through. I know because of the one thing that they didn’t do.

As I watched my service from beyond, tears began to well up in my nonexistent eyes. My parents did not once acknowledge me as their son. My sister never once referred to me as her brother. And not a single one of my friends whom I was out to, nor my partner, were invited to the ceremony.

I had to sit there alone, and take it, even from beyond the grave… The exact same misgendering which had crushed me in life had managed to affect me here too. And that was too much for me.

I really wanted to believe It could’ve been a mistake. I had to believe that they just couldn’t find the right opportunity during the whole thing… but then they only confirmed it by finishing the aforementioned disposal of my old body.

There was a clause in my will, which would have saved them all that time and money, if they had just acknowledged me. But they chose to jump through all those other hoops instead. In picking the equivalent of “draw 25 cards”, they had inadvertently stacked the deck quite nicely for my return.

When they finally left my remains alone in one place I went to work. I tried out my hands first. Moving the bones was like slipping back on a worn out pair of work gloves. Thankfully they were just as articulate as I had specified in my will. With these disembodied hand, I set the respective memorial diamonds in the eye sockets of my skull. It was dazzling to finally see the world without the need for glasses.

Overjoyed that things were going to plan, I set my newly reanimated skull on a high out of the way shelf. From this vantage point I could survey the next step in my plan without worrying about clouding my new eyes. On the table where they stored my remains, I started to pull out and knead the porcelain ash-clay. I took my pound of once-flesh and miraculously stretched it back out into a proper body. One sculpted, not in the image of who I’d once been, but as I had always wished to become. It pained me to have to slice into the beautiful creation in order to embed my cleaver bones in the right places. I just had to remind myself that it would be worth it.

Next, I needed to let my new form dry out a bit before I could finally install myself inside. Thankfully nobody bothered to visit my old art studio once in that span of time. And It took over a week to dry out completely. During that time I couldn’t help but wonder why no one ever came to do anything with my remains…?

Eventually, as the moisture left my new form, I ceased to care about it. Instead I began to focus on a budding new sensation: I felt a sense of self return to me. One that had been absent in life. It was a wonderful experience, but it came packaged with another. As I reveled in the discovery of this feeling, I also felt the fury animating me grow stronger.

It was a necessary fire that began to stoke within my spirit, one that spread to my, as of yet, unfinished vessel. An otherworldly amount of outrage bisque fired me from the inside out as I realized I could’ve had this feeling in life too if mine hadn’t been cut short!

If I had inhabited a traditional corpse, this would have been the point at which I’d have dug myself out of my grave and made plans to pay my family a nightly visit…

Instead, I jerked into a sitting position on the craft table. Not stiffly, like someone else’s Frankenstein monster, but rather in smooth and fluid motion as my own person. Yes, finally as my own person…

It was a novel feeling, and for a moment I contemplated forgiveness. The thought was only a momentary flash against the dark, overwhelming, need to carry out my own personal vengeance.

They didn’t have to provide me with the means to do this… and yet they did it anyway out of stubbornness! Well, two can play at that game… but I don’t think I shall stoop to that level.

With a quirk of my new ceramic lips, I flashed the world with a sharp porcelain smile as a better idea came to mind. In time, I figure, they will come to regret their choices all on their own. Meanwhile, however, I will do the most vengeful thing I can do with this inadvertent gift they’ve handed me. I will go out into the world and live on without them, this time as my truest self.

And if they don’t like it… well, I could still use a glaze firing, and a fresh brilliant red coat of glaze would absolutely complete my new look.

Yeah, TAS Morbius and Felicia belong together, but the mainline comics version of either of them do not. To be honest, the thing about vampire martine is that she is completely his fault. He brought her back from the dead with the marvel equivalent of the necronomicon. He left her ass for a girl he just met during the arc where he was supposed to be helping Martine fix being a soulless vampire. Many times before this she had told him she wanted to be with him no matter what, even having a similar arc to Felicia … but the writers always like to clown on their relationship or something.

Also, let’s not forget Emil Nikos. Dude is a stand up best friend and, I’m pretty sure in at least one or two universe, quality boyfriend material! It’s just too bad that mainline Morb isn’t bisexual.

What's your opinion on morbius and felicia/blackcat being in a relationship to be honest I think that they're good for each more than morbius being with martine because when martine became a vampire she became evil and went against morbius in some or most of the morbius the living vampire comic books and so I believe that morbius and felicia/black cat are a good match for each other because felica wanted to stay by morbius side no matter what she was just scared at first but she over came that and still was in love with morbius

Yeah, no, now that you mention it that’s kind of weird and interesting. I just assumed that was the time period talking, but do you think maybe Stoker was doing it on purpose? What was he trying to say with that, I wonder?

Vampire patterns and behaviors

so, ever notice how Bram Stoker’s vampires are like hyper feminine or masculine? All the ladies are always drop-dead gorgeous (pardon the pun) and the one male vampire, Dracula, is super strong and domineering but not especially pretty. Also, the women only go after men and children, and Dracula only preyed on women. Interesting to look at at the least

Posting all of the pills that make you green comics here now, enjoy? I guess?

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Lately, Data had been on something of a ‘weird history’ kick. During his last shift, someone had mentioned, off hand as a ‘Fun Fact’, that Vulcans were not “technically” the first race to contact humanity. This was news to Data. He found it fascinating that no one ever spoke about this phenomenon. He spent the whole night wondered what actual merit there was to the subject while he rested. In the morning he decided to hunker down in his room with Spot and do some further research.

That morning became noon, and from noon it became evening. Spot mewed to be fed or petted, but unfortunately Data could not hear her from the bottom of his digital rabbit hole. There was too much to learn. The ship’s archives had articles on easily a thousand named species, supposedly sighted in just the mid twentieth century alone!He, of course, found that most ended up to be hoaxes as he read further into them, but a few were truly genuine.

A favorite example example of his were the Arcturians of Arcturus Four. They were quite advanced, supposedly being capable long distance space travel since some 10,500 years ago. Most of them didn’t look all that much different from standard modern humans. Give or take a post war mutant. As species they specialized in genetic engineering and production of exceptionally lifelike androids.

They had sent a ship to earth near the dawn of humanity, but other than that they weren’t really well documented by the federation until sometime within the past hundred years.

Data wanted to spent all of tomorrow and then some on the topic of Arcturians, but he quickly ran out reading material. As they were currently, the ship’s records of them had very large and crucial gaps in them. He tried to look for any other sources on subject outside of the archive, but came up empty. Well except for one result from the crew roster: supposedly there was an Arcturian who worked the night shift in the sickbay… which gave Data an idea.

“You know, Spot, I would really like to meet this ‘Dr. Morbius’.” Data absentmindedly admitted to his cat. “Mrrr-urp?” Replied Spot, perking up from her nap. “You’re correct, sick-bay is not far from here, but he might be busy…” Data reminded her. “Meow” Spot countered, walking over to sit by one of Data’s clocks. “Hmm, well, it is late. Maybe he wouldn’t be very busy after all… plus he might enjoy some company.” Data decided, getting up from his chair.

“Mew?” Asked Spot, as she determinedly trotted after Data. He paused at the door, “Oh! I almost forgot. Let me get you dinner before I go”. Spot let out a warm purr at the notion.

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You are at the point in the night where you are both starving and feeling nauseated at the same time. If you can wait five more minutes, for probably absolutely nothing to happen, then you can get your nightly “drink”… and leave.

Four minutes can not elapse quickly enough for you; you have keep yourself from gnawing on the inside of your cheek out of impatience. The ship’s blasted lighting isn’t Helping Either!

The only reliably dark room on this entire floor is your cabin, and only because you have control of the lighting inside of it. Everywhere else makes you want to claw your own eyes out around this time of night.

But it will be ok. Relief is only three minutes away now. Yes, sweet, salty, red relief…

You know you can’t keep doing this. You can not continue to do this every night. Eventually, someone will notice the pattern. Eventually, you will slip up… and they will catch you.

But your shift is over in two minutes, now. And you don’t give a damn at this point. You already started packing up four minutes ago… the rest of this, just starring down the clock, has been to punish yourself.

It’s time to go.

You tuck your chair in and pocket your data pad like none of that just ran through your head.

You stop at the medical replicator on the way out. You dare not use voice commands for this, instead typing out your dirty order on the ‘archaic’ psychical screen. It takes a second, and then you have your prize.

If only it had been this easy back in your day…

Your spirits are lifted quite a great deal as you walk out the door. Not even the dreadful hallway lighting can bring you down now!

A quick walk home is all that stands between you and liquid bliss…

The monotonous hallway is easily tuned out with the lovely swish of your nondescript thermos’s contents. It, sadly, doesn’t have the same effect on the nearby sound of footsteps approaching from behind.

“Hello? Oh, excuse me, but did you just come from Sick-bay? I’m looking for Dr.Morbius, do you know if he’s left yet?” Asks the cause of you disturbance.

You cringe inwardly: you were asked for by name… what could they possibly want with you right now?

You turn to face the interloper, and with your best bedside manner, reply “Yes, but I’m afraid that I am just now leaving. Did you need medical attention?” Through all but gritted teeth.

“No, I do not require medical attention currently, but do require your assistance with something else!” Enquires the sallow skinned man, expression and voice locked at neutral.

You try not to make a face, “Is that so?”. You sigh. “what exactly do you need from me at this time of night?” You ask with some trepidation.

“I would like learn more about your Home-world, Arcturus Four, what can you tell me about it?” He asks with lukewarm smile, inflection just barely reaching out of monotony and into excitement.

“Hmmm, plenty?… but I do not, exactly, have the time to-night. Maybe could this be a rain check?” You ask, in a manner you hope is casual, begging him to take a hint. “Oh, are you sure you do not have a minute?” He asks, continuing to beg the question while you start to disengage.

“I am positive, and it is nearly morning, Mr. …?” “Data” “right, καλησπέρα, Mr. Data! And Goodbye.” You tell him forcefully as you power walk away, hoping that he doesn’t pursue the matter.

“Oh… ok, sleep well doctor…” you hear as a muffled response from far behind you. You are happy to finally put some distance between yourself and him, but it rankles you that that will not fix the rapidly changing temperature of your prized treat.

“So help me, god, if there are clots in this!” You mutter to yourself as you finally approach you cabin door . Sigh, so much for your morning.

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Later that morning, in Ten Forward, Data saw Geordi at breakfast and decided to tell him about his conversation last night. “Hey Data, how are you this morning?” Geordi asked as the android sat down across from him. “I am fine, how are you today, Geordi?” Data replies, internally pleased with his delivery. He had been practicing!

“Doing good, doing good… but you know, I don’t think I saw you at all yesterday? Was everything alright?” Geordi asked, concern evident in the line of his mouth and the set of his brow. Data frowned, “I did not mean to alarm anyone, I merely got sidetracked with some research based on that ‘Fun Fact’ O’Brian shared with us the other day.”.

“Oh, that one, huh?” Geordi asked with a puzzled expression, and he paused a second in thought. “Well, did you find anything interesting?” He eventually asked politely.

Data thought we would never ask; delighted, he began telling Geordi about all of his findings, in Alphabetical order!

Geordi nodded along politely as he ate his breakfast, but he noticed when Data started losing steam around the ‘Ar’s. He even had a peculiar expression as he told him about ‘Arcturians’.

“Did you know we have one on broad?” He asked he friend, oddly solemn about it. “Hmm, I don’t think I did.” Geordi replied, “But why do you say it like that? Did something happen?” He added.

Data paused, trying to figure out the best place to start. “I met him last night, he works the night shift in the Sick-bay near my quarters. I went there to ask him some questions I had gleaned from gaps in my research on his people. I do not think he felt like answering questions, he asked for a ‘rain check’.” .

Data looked thoughtful, “In that context, a ‘rain check’ does not necessarily mean actually rescheduling, does it?” He asked Geordi.

Geordi looked at his friend with pity, he was impressed that he picked up on that. “No Data, it doesn’t. I’m sorry he was like that, maybe he was just busy?” Geordi offered, trying to console his friend.

“I am not sure. He was walking with urgency, but in the opposite direction of the Sick-bay.” Data replied. “He said he was on his way home, but it felt suspicious. He seemed to be hiding something while we talked…” the android said with some confusion.

“Huh, well that does seem strange…” Geordi agreed, “Do you think we should investigate it?” Data postulates with surprising firmness.

Geordi is not sure how to break it to him that that’s probably not a good idea…

“I don’t know about that, Data” he says, choosing his words carefully, “that’s not really my department. Also, whatever Dr. Morbius is doing, it’s probably none of our business”.

Data ponders his response.

“ I see, Geordi… but what if it becomes the captain’s business?” Data wonders. That isn’t what Geordi meant, that’s not what Data should take away from this…

“I mean… maybe? But do you have, any, proof?” Geordi asks, hoping to deescalate the android’s train of thought. That was the wrong question.

“You are absolutely correct, Geordi! I need proof, first.” Data declared dramatically, and he knew exactly where he was going to find it…

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