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Hello, Nurse Penny! Goodbye, Nurse Penny. She could've been a doctor in Rumbus-Ville, but nooo, the allure of working for a fancy hospital in the Tri-State-City was too much, even if she'd be forced to remain as a nurse.

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A rough post-finale Pomni and Caine comic.

When you’re an urban explorer making videos of abandoned buildings that you expect no one will watch— but then it turns out one of the buildings is inhabited by the Creature and that building has actually been his desperate lifetime hyperfixation & acted as his stand-in for the Entire World. Also: the weird dynamic you have with the freak who liked your 3am flop post.

Whenever someone asks Peter how he took a picture he's like "Oh! I uh-, climmed a flagpole. Totally"

And very mortal, normal-human Jimmy is like "See, Clark, is not that weird"

I mean, look at this nutjob.

The world could be ending, lava on the streets and Jimmy would be out there photographing away. No powers, no sense of self preservation. Just khakis, a camera and a dream.

I like to imagine Peter meeting Jimmy and immediately being mortified about it.

Jimmy: –and so luckily I was able to take the picture before the building collapsed on me... Superman was super pissed at me but, photographer to photographer, it was totally worth it.

Marinette: Chat, what are you doing outside my room this time of night?

Chat Noir: *makes extended eye contact and leaves a banana on her windowsill, then flees into the night*

Marinette, very confused and concerned: What the fuck.

Chat Noir, the very next night: Knock knock

Marinette: Chat, you’re back! What was up with the banana last night??

Chat Noir: *says nothing, pulls another banana out of a pocket and leaves it on her windowsill, then flees into the night*

Marinette, whisper yelling: Chat, what the fuck? I don’t need this much potassium??

Chat Noir, the next night: Knock knock

Marinette: *staring him down, arms crossed*

Chat Noir: *slowly pulls a banana out of a pocket*

Marinette: Don’t. You. Dare.

Chat Noir, dares: *places the third banana onto her windowsill, then flees into the night*

Marinette, throwing the banana after him: I swear to god if this is some kind of weird courting ritual!!

Chat Noir, the fourth night: Knock knock

Marinette: What.

Chat Noir: *smiles and holds out an orange for her*

Marinette: *looking at him suspiciously but takes the orange*

Marinette: Why an orange tonight?

Chat Noir: Orange you glad it isn’t a banana?