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feleshero · 4 months
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A large amount of the luxury companies & brands in Earth-194 are named after influential Marvel artists/creatives. I don't know the exact correlations yet, but so far, Ditko, Raimi, Wolfman (her favorite brand), Perez, Romita Sr., Byrne, Bartel, Anka, and Stjepic are all found on 5th Avenue.
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feleshero · 6 months
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INTERPOL Case Study 194-FH1979
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The Night-Spider has a name. ████████ █████ And, she has a rap sheet...
She did her first big job in 1989. Bundesbank, Berlin. Fifteen million dollar heist the day the Berlin Wall fell. She was eighteen.
After that, she started to pick up speed: Danish Treasury, Bank of Geneva, Bank of Italy, ABN Amro, Brussels Diamond Exchange, and the Antwerp Diamond Exchange. Total take, estimated around 47.5 Million Euros.
And all of this before nineteen ninety-one.
'Luckily' for some, In '92 she went through an art phase.
She took down the Tate in London, the Louvre in Paris, twice (citing that the Mona Lisa really deserved better), and the Prado.
"Wait. No, no, hang on. The Picasso stolen from the Prado Museum in '92? That was Lindbeck. Everybody knows that."
She is Lindbeck. It's one of her many aliases... In the interest of time, let's just skip to my favorite:
Earlier this year, around January, she lifted the King of Morocco's two-hundred and sixty foot yacht. Vanished into thin air on a cozy afternoon. The crew surfaced days later in a life raft near Greece. Couldn't remember a thing.
"How do you hide a 230 foot yacht!?"
Well, if the King knows, he's not telling. She brought it back a month later. And now he plays tennis with █████ every other month, when she returns to Europe for 'ambassadorial' business.
Until a month ago Interpol were convinced that the heists were the work of about twelve different people. But not any more. The French national police just canonized her chosen nickname when she 'returned' the stuff she stole.
“ L'araignée-Nuit ” -- The Night-Spider.
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She just left those ridiculous calling cards of hers behind at each museum, along with almost everything she'd taken.
"Almost everything?"
She only returned things... that were 'from' the places she'd taken them from. Claimed that some of the artefacts needed to go back to their rightful owners.
Unfortunately, on the same day that she outed herself, S.H.I.E.L.D. had her declared 'BEYOND DOMESTIC JURISDICTION.'
We can't go after her even if we wanted to... She's Nick Fury's problem now.
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feleshero · 6 months
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Fe's sym, being from the universe it's from, has that 'blue & red' outline to it. You know the one. That's it, the whole headcanon.
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feleshero · 25 days
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Average Earth-194 street corner.
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feleshero · 6 months
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Felicia is still (VERY) new to the idea of being a Spider. She's been a thief all her life, but she's only been Night-Spider for about... a month, in canon?
She's still in her Year One era, figuring things out, learning about her limits, her 'rogues gallery', what's expected of a 'hero' and more importantly what's expected of a Spider. She's gonna make mistakes (a lot), she's going to do morally messed up things (A LOT), and she is going to fail a lot.
But there's hope. That eternal spring from which all things rise. She may not have her own MJ, or an Aunt May, or an Uncle Ben... but she's got heart!
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feleshero · 4 months
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𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃: 𝐅𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝐇𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚢
prowling cat, greatest city in the world!, queen of the night, carmen sandiego, winter, shoplifting from chain stores charcoal, diamonds, smoked salmon on a bagel w/ cream cheese.
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tagged by @cheatdeaths, bless you, I had a time doing this. tagging: ... I never know who to tag. If you want this, do it! Act like I tagged you, I'll play along.
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feleshero · 3 months
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As we all know, Luke Cage is currently the Mayor of New York in the 194 (I voted for him, obviously. Still have my 'Sweet Christmas, I Voted' badge.), which has made for a very interesting dynamic between vigilantism, organized crime and costumed antics in the big apple. Effectively keeping the 'comic book antics' all a bit understated still, not so publicly consumed as things might be in the 616.
Anyway, I was thinking about Felicia leveraging her position as Leader of New York's Thieves Guild into just straight up being Queenpin of Crime, and serving as like... the shadow partner to Mayor Cage. Him working the 'light' side of politics, her handling the 'dark' side of it.
They meet up every once in a while for brunch at her penthouse to discuss just how fucked up things are in the city. She wants more funding diverted from the police departments and toward developing neighborhood infrastructure. He wants her to keep the wrecking crew out of crown heights on Sundays, and to stop trying to host a 'Crime MET Gala' because Castle is still alive and not 'playing fair'.
New York knows relative peace for months. They actually make some progress! And then The Diablerie break out of Clea Strange's basement and things kinda go wrong in New York, but that's a comic for later.
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feleshero · 6 months
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hc + 🧼 for a hygiene-themed headcanon 🕸️
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Before becoming The Sensational... Well, y'know. Felicia was an avid proponent of luxurious, elegant, soaks in her heavyset, walk-in bath. A little rose water, some bath bombs, a tray of cinnamon roll centers to nibble on as she soaked. It was an elegant, calming ritual that she partook in every day to help 'center herself'.
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After the spider-bite, though? Showers. Sometimes two or three a day. Web-swinging? Fighting people? Literally being connected to the world around you via a spectral web that's being woven in real-time by the god of the underworld?
Not to be to 'blue' about it, but you sweat like MAD. She has to maintain her hygiene, of course, and long soaks at the end of the day just aren't enough anymore.
Also? The thing about 'baby powder' in the high traffic areas? Great shout, Pete.
Thematic Headcanons.
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feleshero · 5 months
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Felicia using her absolutely broken spider-sense to cheat in competitive video games. Telling people that games were too 'hard' for her back in the day, so she doesn't really wanna try with games of 'today'. Now because games are more 'complex' they're even easier for her to read, and she's even better than ever. People have stopped inviting her out to Barcade.
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feleshero · 5 months
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Felicia's the kind of menace who will use her body as a weapon if she ever spies the opportunity to gain the upper hand. She's been trained to do so, sure, but also the burgeoning efficacy of her finely honed body as a weapon in her arsenal can't be understated or ignored. (she dresses like that on purpose)
Regardless of the size of her quarry or their intentions towards her, she's comfortable leading them into her parlor with her enticing gossamer & sweet-scented shadows. And if those don't work, she's always got a few underhanded (underlegged?) tricks to fall back on.
Sleight of Hand, Felicia's most practiced trade, lives and dies in the distraction. And there are few in the ten realms with the iron fortitude to avoid being distracted, one way or another, by her tactics & techniques.
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Bonus pose under the cut:
' hey~ what's your netflix password? '
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feleshero · 5 months
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A little 'insert' in the back of your latest edition of Tiger Beat. 'Fun Facts about Felicia' only ran for one issue before The Beetle & The Scorpion attacked the magazine editor to try and get info they could use to hunt the Spider.
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feleshero · 6 months
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🍆how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners? 🧶
𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
❝ I've got this one ball of yarn, yeah? In the center of it there's a little refillable globule where you can put catnip... Fuck me, what an invention... ❞
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She LOVES toys, actually. For personal usage, or for sharing with her partners. Surprisingly, one of the only places where Felicia's 'ego' doesn't stand tall is in the bedroom.
The peak amount of joy she can bring her partner in bed is her ultimate goal, so long as they're working toward the same thing. So if that requires some outside assistance, then she's happy to spring for it.
She has a few scattered around her various penthouses. No more than she can count on one hand. As for a favorite? Well, she did see this very interesting thing called a 'Rose Toy' when she was in the 616? Holy guac.
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feleshero · 6 months
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❝ So, this is kind of a mixed bag... What's weird to the fly is normal for the spider. But what's weird for the spider is normal for the girl who's been to the snarl at the center of the multiverse. ❞
what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual?
The wildest place Felicia's ever done anything sexual would probably be in The Underworld. Felicia, upon being bitten by her divine spider-idol, became bound to the goddess of the underworld as her 'totem' and her consort.
This granted Felicia her incredible spider-powers, yeah! But it also meant that if ever Lady Eresh called for her, she'd have to make her way to the Great Below and tend to her lady's gre- No, that's too easy. Forget I even tried to set that up.
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Outside of this divine transportation, however, it'd be accurate to say that the wildest place you can 'conventionally' reach would be the top of The Spire in Madripoor. She went to an art sale there with a friend, under Fury's Directive, and managed to have herself some fun in-between stopping a crime syndicate from resurrecting Arnim Zola.
He might not have known how beautiful the city was, but she had the best seat in the house for it.
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feleshero · 6 months
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Night-Spider Episode 9: The Alien Costume (Part 2)
The first time Felicia put on the 'suit', it was... It was like the first time she was with Flash. The 'first' time, not the FIRST time.
It was warm. Tender where she needed coddling, fierce where she needed pressure. It coiled in her hands at first, threads of cooled darkness tickling at her aura. Asking permissions and testing boundaries.
She was unsure where to guide it. Sentient alien companions were a bit outside her wheelhouse, admittedly. She thought it best to do what consenting adults did and ask.
❝ How do we do this? ❞ There was a warble in her hands. A response gone unspoken, but one she understood. Deep breath.
The next part also reminded her of her first time with Flash... sorta.
The tears welling in her eyes and spilling out onto her cheeks, the impossibly disgusting yet eternally sweet flavor coating every bud on her tongue, the feeling like she was choking... pinpoint spots of the abyss forming in the center of her vision as she choked, gagged, drowned under the deluge forcing its way down her throat.
Hunched over, the darkness in her hands has grown three times as large. Ten times as heavy. It brings her down to her knees, spiking her into the earth in penance as her throat bulges at the seams.
Small veins of obsidian leak through her pores. The effusion burns COLD. So cold she can feel her skin freezing under its creeping advance. She tries to wick some away, in a panic. She succeeds, a glob of darkest black sent careening away from her, trailing a warm, rich crimson behind it.
A swatch of her flesh is ripped off, the darkness having threaded itself through her skin like needlepoint. To be rid of it, now, would be to be rid of her. She's trapped, freezing to death under a torrent of molten entropy, and her every pitiful cry is denied purchase.
Throat. Vocal chords. Even the well of her lungs have been seized by the suit. Every sound she makes is a frantic gurgle, a horrid screech, or a pitiful sob. Ichor leaks from her mouth when she tries to speak, metallic like blood, she can feel the perforations in her tongue, now swollen and barbed, too big to sit comfortable behind the serrated fangs that splintered her pristine whites and tore her gums asunder to find purchase.
Oxygen was precious. Measured in seconds now that her lungs were heavy with fluid and closed to the rest of her being.
Her phone. Just out of reach of her spasming fingers. If she can find a moment of focus, just ONE, she can call for help. Middle and Ring curl back, a practiced manuever toward the spinneret embedded in her wrist. They find purchase!
THWIP! The gossamer thread casts out, finds its target and-
❝ ... ❞
Gone. Lost beneath the darkness. Extended hand gone limp and then dragged underneath the oceanic abyss. Her flesh hardened and peeled off, her muscles untethered and splayed out, her bones dissolved. Gone.
And then the voice of GOD carves its way through Felicia.
Vibrating. Nothingness.
Reweaving. Infinite.
The divine presence changes the spider's venom within her. The tarantula's venom changes the call of the abyss without her. They both changed what remained of Felicia. They all turned into something else.
An Angel of the Void.
The spider made darker. The darkness made venomous.
Felicia was stretched. Stretched as anyone when seen from out of time. Across the call of ages, back to a universe that died to bring her this death. Almost an ouroboros. A spiral. A maelstrom.
The gravity well of a black hole, twisting inward, tightening, taking her below and below to the bottom, the heart, and through to the other side.
The Suit said: "When you hear this, you will know you are in the new you."
The Spider warned: "They'll build you till nothing remains."
Felicia agreed: "I must want these waves to drag me away..."
And then she was whole. Full. Alive? Lungs SCREAMING appreciation for the taste of air again. Veins in overdrive, pushing blood, adrenaline, and more through her hyper-powerful being.
Outside of her bedroom, out in the city, clinging to the facade of Fisk Tower and staring into... into- her own reflection? But upside down. And in a STUNNING suit! The colors were familiar, but the logo? What a design.
❝ What... the fuck did you do to me? ❞
A response unspoken, in the still-frayed edges of her mind. Like winterized lightning crashing around her synapses, the distant warblings felt much closer now.
Much easier to discern. Almost like a voice she could hear, as clear as she could hear her own. As if spoken through her own mouth.
❝ To YOU, Felicia? Nothing. But FOR US? Everything. ❞
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feleshero · 6 months
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Felicia J. Hardy. Born in Richmond, London, England. Moved to New York at 12 after S.H.I.E.L.D. arrested her dad for being a fucking hyper-criminal (go, dad!), has been living in the U.S. for the last 13 years or so of her life.
Now why do I bring this up? Because!
Felicia has an accent. She's got this unshakable little British accent that always throws people the first time they hear it. But! After her time in the Spider-Verse, she's learned to 'hide her voice' when she's out in the mask... she just didn't settle on a disguised voice very succinctly.
And so the people of New York are SPLIT. There are three distinct factions of believers.
Some! Who believe that The Night-Spider is a British national come to help bring the U.S. back under British control. (Jonah, swear down, I'm going to shave your soul patch if you don't comport yourself!)
Others! Who believe Night-Spider is a tried and true New Yorkers just doing her part for her city, when she's not stealing from it. (Ayo!! Put the fuckin' assault rifle down, dickhead! This ain't Philly, act right!)
And lastly, a fraction of the city that... well, they think she's clearly gotta be taking the piss. Why is there a valley girl in spandex hanging from the roof? (Ohmygawd... you guys are, like, in sooo much trouble! You started the party without me? Aww.)
And that's just the way* she likes it.
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feleshero · 14 days
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I actually really like the idea of Felicia knowing more about Space Supers than Earth ones since her Earth is still a 'low-heroic' setting. Stories of aliens, gods, space pirates, whatever the impossible man is, would reach Earth and be HUGE news.
She knows about the Starjammers, the Shi'ar, the Guardians, the Heralds, etc. etc, and has kept up with all the Galactic Drama. But Captain America pops out of a time portal in front of her, and her first question is:
"Who... sewed you an American Flag two piece to go fight people in? That's very camp, babe."
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