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Fantastic Four #569 (aka The Dead Girlfriends Club)

gwenstacyarchive:

Fantastic Four #569 (aka The Dead Girlfriends Club)

theblogcave:

Namor.
Rocking a glorious beard, an even more superior attitude and being the special snowflake that he actually is.

theblogcave:

Namor.

Rocking a glorious beard, an even more superior attitude and being the special snowflake that he actually is.

adambuttlock:

HE’S TALKING

adambuttlock:

HE’S TALKING

fairestcat:

Namor: We’ll need a plane both large and discreet if we’re to hunt the Black Hulk across Europe. Strange, do you— Strange.Stephen: Sorry—one second, I— There’ve been a handful of coincidences around me lately and I wanted to jot them down. Recurring phrases, our proximities, repeating numbers, images… The coincidences of several coincidences. The world is poking at our subconscious…Betty: What’s it all mean?Namor: Nothing. It means absolutely nothing. Stephen, stop trying to sleep with the pretty girl by sounding like a spooky old conjurer. Unless, of course, you conjure us up a plane. — From Defenders #1 by Matt Fraction, art by Terry and Rachel Dodson

fairestcat:

Namor: We’ll need a plane both large and discreet if we’re to hunt the Black Hulk across Europe. Strange, do you— Strange.
Stephen: Sorry—one second, I— There’ve been a handful of coincidences around me lately and I wanted to jot them down. Recurring phrases, our proximities, repeating numbers, images… The coincidences of several coincidences. The world is poking at our subconscious…
Betty: What’s it all mean?
Namor: Nothing. It means absolutely nothing. Stephen, stop trying to sleep with the pretty girl by sounding like a spooky old conjurer. Unless, of course, you conjure us up a plane.

— From Defenders #1 by Matt Fraction, art by Terry and Rachel Dodson