"Black Widow" Natasha, who had followed the supercar for a day, was not only not angry but rather extremely surprised. She had chased Connors all the way; wasn't it to find "Spider-Silk" Cindy? Although she didn't know Cindy, she had done her homework before coming. As soon as she saw the spider silk sticking to the supercar, she understood that her trip had not been in vain.
Unfortunatel...
2025-10-12 14:10:46 +0000 UTC View PostThis Batarang did not have sharp edges and was not intended to kill. Connors spun the flashing red device around his fingertips and smiled.
"I know nothing about computers, but even if I hacked into your systems, you would definitely detect it." As he spoke, he tossed the Batarang to Batman, who caught it.
This was the bat-tracker that Batman had previously placed in Connors's house...
2025-10-12 14:09:53 +0000 UTC View Post"Where's the car?"
"Exploded."
Inside the two-door supercar, Connors said awkwardly in the face of Shayna's doubtful eyes.
"It seems that you, like those Avengers, regularly destroy your own vehicles," Shayna said with a sudden realization. Soon though, she didn't continue with the topic. A mere muscle car was nothing to a big star like her.
At this time, looking at the interior of ...
The Batmobile burned with flames, a fallen titan in the pre-dawn darkness. Batman's back had been broken by a knee strike from Bane. He was lifted and thrown to the ground like a broken doll.
Thwip-thwip-thwip—
A barrage of Batarangs shot at Bane, but his densely muscled back ignored the feeble projectiles. He stepped up to Batman, foot by foot, and spoke conde...
"The things between us cannot be known to others, otherwise it will affect my star career."
"Did you do something to me? Why did my mind turn to you after you left?"
"So, what is our relationship now?"
Listening to Shayna's questions one after another, Connors lowered his head and said, "Don't talk. Keep eating."
He knew he couldn't escape this time when he saw her sticking her head...
Connors wasn't prepared to go find the Flash himself. He didn't have much ability to find people. Even looking for Harley Quinn in Gotham City was all up to waiting for the little madwoman to do something to get wind of her location. And with Flash Barry Allen's super speed, as long as he didn't want you to see him, you would probably never see him in your life.
He was going to reveal the ne...
It wasn't that Connors didn't know how to eat melons quietly; he was making trouble sincerely. The main reason was that when he knew "Black Widow" Natasha had come to Gotham for "Spider-Silk" Cindy, he couldn't just sit back and watch.
Taking advantage of the gang bosses taking off their pants one by one to expose their backsides, he stepped forward and kicked them one by one, distributing t...
As if to make up for the losses she suffered when she was not with him, Cindy was relentless.
With some difficulty, she finally dressed and jumped out of the window, leaving Connors alone, standing in front of the mirror with a bottle of cold beer in his hand. Though he was a young man in his prime, and his figure was still the same, dark circles had appeared under his eyes. He was obviously...
Sometimes it's much more active, so why not try being passive? Connors thought leisurely, looking at the big star Shayna with his hands behind his head.
But time would not allow him to be so idle. "Spider-Silk" Cindy had come to him today for a self-evident purpose, and he had not yet succeeded. The two Scarecrow accomplices, Penguin and Bane, were still out there somewhere, and Connors refu...
The spider-sense detected a strong threat, but the Green of All Things felt exuberant. The two abilities showed opposite results inside Connors, who watched Batman recover from his hallucinations and then defeat Scarecrow, before hurrying to slip away first.
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"NO, ...
Rob banks, bomb streets, poison, kill. What hasn't Scarecrow done? But he came across Connors today, and extortion hit him on the head.
Usually, a big score can't get five million U.S. dollars, let alone for a scarecrow who spent all his money preparing a tanker full of "fear gas." Not to mention five million dollars, it would be a struggle to get five hundred dollars from him now. And even ...
…Is that what spider silk is used for?"
Seeing the star singer Shayna tied up in a rather artistic bondage style by Cindy, Connors didn't know for a moment what his reaction should be.
Harley Quinn, however, looked at the tied-up singer, and her eyes lit up. She turned to Cindy Moon.
"Teach me how to tie like that!"
As for Shayna, trussed up and hanging in the air, neithe...
Connors was caught between two impossible choices.
On his left was Cindy, soft and ample. On his right was Harley, more compact but undeniably firm and elastic. Both were, in their own way, his favorite. If he were forced to choose just one, it would be a truly difficult decision.
Cindy Moon seemed determined to win. After a brief tug-of-war, she decisively stretched out her fingers to la...
Batman returns home after his day's work to a steaming meal. After the clown ended his day of crime, he had to buy groceries himself and go home to cook.
This was originally a meme that was circulated back on Earth, and Connors never expected it to be true now. It's just that it wasn't the Joker who walked next to Harley Quinn; it was him.
The Melon-eating System had so far given him no r...
Bruce Wayne had never had such an awkward time.
By day, he was a playboy, perfectly at home hanging out among the flowers. By night, when he turned into Batman, he was always a loner. Today was special, of course; he'd put on the Batsuit in broad daylight to catch the clown, but he was still acting alone.
But now, as he was capturing the clown, he didn't know when an extra man and woman h...
"Joker, Riddler, it's time to end this. Harley Quinn—why are you here?"
"That's what you should say!" Harley Quinn imitated Batman's gravelly tone right back at him.
Batman glanced at Harley, who was still dripping from the cold water she'd just been awakened with. But instead of paying him any more attention, she shouted to the camera.
"Hey, is this thing still rolling? I'm going to...
The Joker was going to say something on the TV show, but it wasn't too important for Connors. Because when he had packed it up, he found something:
The spider-induction turned into a magnet again, attracting the "Spider-Silk" Cindy Moon who was coming towards him from afar, while Harley Quinn had disappeared at this time.
He immediately decided to go out to find Harley, not because he was...
It wasn't that Harley Quinn didn't find out; she had simply endured it until now.
Various yoga poses were readily available. Connors was clearly not the one enjoying himself, and he tried to make his expression look painful in order to cooperate. If it weren't for the circumstances, he would even like to light a cigarette, pick up a glass of red wine, and taste it while feeling it.
With n...
Did you find the wrong person?
In the comics, the pheromonal pull between "Spider-Silk" Cindy Moon and Peter Parker was an undeniable, instinctual force. Every time they met, neither could restrain their instinctive impulses.
But the thing is, this was Gotham, and Connors wasn't Spider-Man; he just had a spider-sense.
Cindy now showed up and kissed him upside down. Except for ...
As there were no women's clothes in the place where Connors lived, the next day Harley went out with him in a man's outfit. A pair of simple blue jeans, cinched tight at the waist, and a crisp white button-down shirt. The outfit should have been plain, but on her, it looked incredibly capable.
The only problem was that because the shirt was too wide for her, and because it was a vacuum insid...
Connors maintained three separate residences in Gotham, a necessary precaution in a city that preyed on predictability. The one he currently shared with Harley Quinn was a high-rise apartment with a commanding view of the city's concrete canyons. He'd thrown out the cheap, questionable bedding left by the landlord and bought all new linens, including the pristine, snow-white pillows now on the ...
2025-10-12 11:17:41 +0000 UTC View PostGotham's sky wept. A perpetual, dreary rain fell from the dark clouds that smothered the city, turning the streets into slick, black mirrors reflecting the lurid glow of neon signs. High above, perched on the stone claws of a gargoyle, the Batman was a shadow within shadows. His white lenses scanned the street below, a chokepoint on the only route leading from the scene of the recent chaos. Asi...
2025-10-12 11:16:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe air in the Gotham dive bar was thick with the smell of stale beer, sweat, and desperation. It clung to the sticky wooden tables and soaked into the cracked leather of the booths. From a corner, a fat, red-faced man, his cheeks flushed with cheap alcohol, sloshed a heavy beer mug as he held court.
"I'm telling you, I'd never have left Boston if it wasn't for the mountain of debt," he boom...
Lockhart, naturally, would never admit to the sheer, humiliating incompetence that required his twelve-year-old teaching assistant to grade his own students' papers. "I am simply too busy with my extensive fan mail," he had explained, a statement that was, for once, probably true. "And besides, it is excellent training for you, my dear girl."
Hermione just sighed, the sound lost in the quiet...
"A brilliant success!" Gilderoy Lockhart declared to the silent, pixie-strewn classroom. "An object lesson in the perils of the Cornish Pixie, executed to perfection!"
The students, who were slowly beginning to un-hang themselves from chandeliers and crawl out from under desks, just stared at him with wide, dead eyes.
"Of course," Lockhart continued, his voice booming with a confidence th...
Lockhart's smile was a thing of blinding, professional brilliance. "Of course not, my dear girl," he boomed, his voice full of a practiced, theatrical confidence. "While my own thrilling adventures are certainly an integral part of any complete magical education, I also believe in rigorous assessment. I've prepared a little quiz. Just to get a feel for the students' foundational knowledge."
...
Hermione moved through the opened S.H.I.E.L.D. cases with the discerning eye of a master jeweler appraising a new collection. She would pick up a strange, glowing fungus, murmur its alchemical properties under her breath, and toss it into her ridiculously small, dimensionally improbable schoolbag.
"Skin of an African Tree Snake… powdered moonstone… extract of Gurdyroot…" she muttered, ...
From the command helicopter, General Thaddeus Ross stared down at the ruined street, his mind a wasteland of disbelief. He had just witnessed two of the most powerful living weapons on the planet, beings that had effortlessly annihilated his elite military forces, be brought low by a twelve-year-old girl. She hadn't just beaten them; she had humiliated them, toyed with them, and then disposed o...
2025-10-06 14:43:12 +0000 UTC View Post"And how much, exactly, is this costing me?" Fury's voice was a low, dangerous growl in General Ross's ear.
"I'm not paying you to invite… her," Ross spat back, his pride still stinging.
"You're not paying me at all, General," Fury said, his voice as cold as the grave. "You're paying her. And trust me, you can't afford her rates. I'm telling you for the last time: stand down. Do n...
2025-10-04 16:24:21 +0000 UTC View Post"I can't, Director," Hermione's voice came over the phone, laced with a perfect, calculated helplessness. "I'm sorry, but my hands are tied. After the unsanctioned attack on me by your own agents, I can't risk acting openly. It could damage the already fragile relationship between the wizarding world and the Muggle government. My Headmaster was very clear."
She was, of course, paraphrasing t...