#[Webber] The Spiderling

[thecursedcake]

Suprisingly, Melonie and Webber become great friends!

Mel is very unterritoral and really enjoys being around people, probably an ant trait from Sozonius.

And Webber.. he's just Webber. Funky little jumping spider boy.

Neither like the strange fluffy spider that comes by every once-in-a-while. He hisses at them and threatens to eat them.

[novadoesartforfun]

Spiderling 9 - End.

Shamura just went Bruce Wayne on Webber. Anyway, we now have Webber in the family :D.

[cutepastelstarsalior]

Most of the spider people in the Across the Spiderverse

Miles Morals

Gwen Stacy

Peni Parker

Peter B. Parker

Mayday “May” Parker aka Spider-girl

Spider Noir

Miguel O’Hara aka Spider-Man 2099

Pavitr Prabhakar

Jessica Drew aka Spider-women

Hobie Brown aka Spider-Punk

Ben Reilly, aka the Scarlet Spider (he’s a clone)

PlayStation Spider-Man

Spider-Man Unlimited

Spider from The Spectacular Spider-Man

Takuya Yamashiro Spider-Man from the live action 1978 japan show

Tobey Maguire's Spider-Man

Andrew Garfield's Spider-Man

Insomniac PlayStation Spider-Man video games. (There 3 different version of re-color skins)

Spider-Armor MK 1, MK II. And MK III

Mary Jane Watson-Parker aka Spinnerette

Annie May Parker aka Spiderling

Maybelle Reilly aka Steampunk Lady Spider

Werewolf Spider-Man

Spider cop

Mangaverse Spider-Man

Superior Spider-Man, (who is actually Doctor Octopus possessing Peter)

Anya Corazon aka Spider-Girl aka spider bitch

Julia Carpenter aka Madam Web

Armored Spider-Man.

Kaine Parker aka Tarantula aka Scarlet Spider (he’s also a clone like Ben)

Earth-X Spider-Man (??? Not 100% sure)

Spider monkey

Spider cat

Spider t-Rex

Bombastic Bag-Man (it’s Peter Parker who in a different outfit because an issue with the venom suit left him without a outfit)

Cyborg Spider-Woman

Doppelganger (another mother freaking clone)

Iron Spider (outfit made by Tony Stark)

Margo Kess aka Spider-Byte

Captain Spider aka Flash Thompson

Spidercide (you freaking guess it; another clone)

Spider-Man 2211, aka Dr. Max Borne

Spider-Therapist

Patrick O’Hara aka Web-Slinger and Spider-Horse

LEGO Spidey

Malala Windsor aka Spider UK

Peter Parkedcar

1967 Spider-Man (aka that one Spider-Man point meme is from)

Charlotte Webber aka Sun-Spider

The Last Stand spider-man from Earth-616 (alternate universe were he’s bad)

Web-Man (mirrored duplicate of Spider-Man created by Doctor Doom)

Peter Porker aka Spider-Ham

Peter Parker From Earth-199999

A Spider-Man in the Tron costume

Metro Spider-Man ( Metro Boomin’s sona. He is the production of the Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse soundtrack)

Future Foundation Spider-Man

Bullet Points Bruce Banner (from a what if comic were Bruce and Peter swap roles)

Ultimate Tarantula (clone)

Spyder-Knight

Spider-Mechanic

Dormammu-Verse Spider-Man

Prince of Arachne

That’s all the one I could find! I mostly likely miss a lot…

[nobody7102]

The Spider-Man and Spinneret: Chapter 2

WARNINGS: Angst, mentions of death, fluff

Pairing: Tobey!Peter Parker x Reader

A/N: this is a sad chapter, I even made myself sad writing it. When I tell you guys that I am on a roll with writing I mean it. I hope you enjoy and as always, please let me know if you'd like to be tagged when I post the next chapters.

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

Master-List

“How about, Web-Head?” Y/N suggested as she stared at the popcorn ceiling of Peter’s room.

“Ah yes, the Web-Head, Head full of Webs….no it doesn’t sit right.” Peter spoke from his spot at his desk, not looking up. “Okay, for you….Black Widow?”

Y/N shook her head “Absolutely not.”

“How come?” Peter turned to her

“Peter, Black Widows eat their partners….I don't really wanna eat you, or be associated with that.” Y/N sat herself up on her Elbows looking back at Peter.

“But their the most deadly killer in the world” Peter exclaimed “they’re badass”

Y/N just continued to shake her head, “I don’t wanna be a killer Pete, I wanna help people. Besides with the amount of colored pencils you’ve switched between, I dont think Black and Red are a part of the color pallette” she motioned to whatever he was working on “What is it anyways, You’ve been working on it for about twenty minutes now. I think it’s good enough to share.”

Letting out a sign Peter got up from his spot moving to sit next to Y/N, both pausing to look towards his bedroom door as a knock was head from the front door before continuing with the conversation “I was thinking…” he flipped to the page that held a red and blue costume, light gray webbing sprawled out all over the red parts of the suit with a spider decal on the chest, and a mask that would fully cover his face and had White lenses over the eyes. “For me, obviously it's not gonna look exactly like this because I don’t even know how I would get lenses for the eyes, or the fabric but it's there.” Y/N nodded looking over the drawing.

“This is awesome Peter.” she took the sketchbook out of his hands tracing over the details with her finger. “You’d look like a cool spider.”

He flipped to the previous page behind it revealing a completely diffrenet suit, the pattern design of the suit was the same, other than that the main color of the suit was white, and were the blue was on Peter’s suit it was red for this sketch. The mask would be red and only cover the upper half of her face. “This would be yours” he watched as Y/N's face lit up.

“Oh my god Peter” she shifted to move closer to him as she looked at the drawing, “This is even better, then again its for me so I’m bias” she looked to him “You didn’t have to draw out a suit for me you know”

He just shrugged “I figured since I was sitting down, beside you’re right about the name. Black Widow would definitely not fit the color scheme, besides you deserve to look like a cool spider too.” he nudged her shoulder. “.....What about Scarlet Spider? Since red is the main color?”

Y/N scrunched her nose, “No…I don’t know why but…..No colors in the name, I just….i feel like having a color in my name with the word ‘spider’ or something close to it is a bad idea”

Peter signed once more “Man, you are one tough spider to name” he said jokingly. Y/N paused mumbling something, “What?” he hummed

“Spider-Man” she spoke “Its simple, it explains the powers in a way”

It took him a moment to think about it but eventually he nodded “Spider-Man, I could get used to that….and you could be Spider-Woman” he suggested only causing Y/N to shake her head again.

“I feel like if our suits were more similar then maybe it would work, but I feel like this should be different. Since there’s such a big distinction with the suits.” she explained

“Okay, then how about Webber? Or Spiderling? Maybe even Spinster?” Y/N just laughed, setting the notebook down and flopped back down on the bed. Peter followed her actions, his head landing next to hers, staring at the ceiling. Peter continued “Madame Web? Spider-Girl? Spider-Light?”

“You know Spinster doesn’t sound too bad” Y/N cut him off. “But I can see the public maybe having an issue with it, or making the name a joke.” she glanced at the boy laying next to her, she continued to stare for a few moments before looking back at the ceiling.” Spin… spin… spin… spin… spin…” she mumbled, in fact Y/N mumbled it so much to a point where Peter eventually joined her, soon the word “Spin” was all that filled the air.

At some point Peter stopped turning over to Y/N “Spinneret, you are Spinneret” Y/N's head whipped to the side to look at Peter “You were the first one of us to learn about the web powers, and what do spiders do to make a home, they spin webs, so Spinneret… Plus its a lot better than just ‘spin’” he joked

Y/N smiled, slowly nodding “That’ll work” she chuckled. “The Spider-Man and Spinneret… Spiders of New York” she spoke with a news anchor type of voice.

Peter continued “Spider-Man and Spinneret, Science Nerds by day, Superheroes by night, swinging through the streets.” causing both of them to laugh.

The laughter quickly died off as they heard a scream come from down stairs. Both of them jumped from the bed rushing out of the room to see what was wrong. Stepping into the living room, Peter and Y/N were met by the sight of May sitting on the couch crying as two Police officers stood in front of her. Peter was the first to speak.

“May is everything okay” Peter went down and approached the sitting area of the living room, keeping a slight distance from him and the officers. May tried to speak before she was overcome once again with sobs. Y/N rushed over to sit by her side on the couch, placing an arm on her shoulder and a hand over her shaking ones. A sorrowful look filled Y/N's eyes as she watched May, turning to Peter she didn’t know what to say.

So Peter turned his attention to the officers “What’s going on officers?”

The officers looked between each other before one spoke “Son, do you know Benjamin Parker?”

Peter nodded “He’s my uncle, why is something wrong? Did something happen to Uncle Ben?” his voice got quiet, fearing what the answer would be.

“I’m sorry son but, my partner and I were called to respond to a carjacking, over the radio dispatch said there had been a gunshot victim. I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but your Uncle is dead.” tears came to Peter's eyes as he just shook his head “No…No you’re wrong… he can’t…he can’t be dead…I…I just saw him this morning he-” his voice broke, he started to pace unsure what to do with his body.

Y/N stood from the couch letting go of May’s hand, “Thank you officers…for letting us know” her voice was quiet.

“Of course, Ma'am…and I’m so sorry” the officer’s words were sympathetic as he and his partner left. Y/N watched them leave and then turned to Peter watching as he still slightly paced his eyes going everywhere in the room.

Cautiously she approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Pete?...” her voice was soft, afraid that if she spoke any louder Peter would break.

His eyes showed to her, and the look he gave her was enough to bring tears to her own eyes at that moment. “He was here this morning Y/N, we both talked to him, he was here…he was here…” he repeated that phrase till his already cracked voice grew silent. Y/N said nothing as she pulled him into a hug. His arms immediately wrap tightly around her waist, his face burying itself into her shoulder as he lets sobs consume his body. Y/N just placed a hand on his head as the other went to his back, she felt her shirt start to get soaked but she didn’t care, she felt his weight as his legs gave out yet she held him up even as they slowly sank to the ground.

In that moment May cried a bit harder seeing her nephew in such pain. Y/N, not moving, just let the hand on Peter’s back rub circles as he cried, unsure what else to do.

So there they all were, in the room where they had all last seen and spoken to him. May sitting on the couch where they had enjoyed many night reading to one another, Peter and Y/N on the floor where they had watched him put together cardboard armor for them as children. The memories all came flooding in, everything they had ever done surfaced.

Y/N buried her face into Peter’s neck, a few tears slipping from her eyes. She cursed herself for letting them fall, for she knew she had no right to break down right now. Not when Peter and May were in such a state.

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It took a few hours but eventually everyone had come to some version of calm, May sat still on the couch. Staring off into the void. Peter at the dining room table picking at the wood. And Y/N on the phone in the kitchen with her mother.

“I promise Mom, its just for tonight…..I know but….I don’t wanna leave either of them alone right now……..well what would you do if Dad died Mom? Wouldn’t you want someone there? Yes…..yeah I’ll probably go over tomorrow……okay…I love you too….bye” hanging up the phone.

She turned to the kitchen letting out a sigh before sneaking around the corner to take a glance at May and Peter. Moving back into the kitchen she went to the cupboards pulling out a pot, she had helped May out enough in the kitchen she was pretty sure she knew where everything was. Setting the pot on the stove she turned it on to let it warm up before moving to the fridge, taking out a few vegetables she placed them on the counter before filling the pot up with a little bit of water, then moving to the freezer she shuffled through some frozen items before seeing what she wanted. Frozen stalk, the one thing she knew May would always have around. Taking it out she added it to the water letting it melt and mix with the water.

It took a few minutes but eventually the stalk melted down, in that time she had cut up the majority of the vegetables and added things like the potatoes, carrots, and onion to the pot since they would take longer to cook.

She went back to chopping up the last of the veggies as she heard footsteps behind her, and a voice spoke.

“Dear you don’t need to do that…” Y/N looked over to see May standing in the kitchen, she cut her sentence off with a soft smile. Setting the knife down and wiping her hands she walked over to May placing a hand on her shoulder

“May, you do so much….especially after tonight, please…let me do this for you.” Y/N tilted her head, May said nothing as she brought Y/N in for a hug, the type of warm bear hug you get on a cold winter's night when you should wrap your blankets around your arms.

“You’re such a sweet girl Y/N….you’re so kind” May mumbled “I’m glad my Peter has you.” she pulled out of the hug, giving a tired smile to Y/N, moving out of the kitchen to go sit next to Peter.

Y/N's sad smile followed May till she had left the kitchen, moving back over to the knife she cut up the rest of the veggies and placed them into the pot, letting it boil for a few more moments before grabbing three bowls out from the cabinets. Filling up the first two she carried them out to Peter and May, along with two waters. Returning to the kitchen for her own bowl and glass before joining the two Parkers.

May smiled at Y/N before she started to pray over the meal, Y/N said nothing knowing this to be a habit of hers, Peter just stared at the bowl waiting for May to finish.

“And thank you lord, for sending us Y/N in this time of grief…and for giving her such a kind heart to take care of myself and Peter with, Amen” she finished unfolding her hands. Peter and Y/N following not long after with “Amen”

It wasn’t much of a soup, it was more broth than anything but non the less it was something to give everyone a bit more energy…a bit more strength to use for the rest of the sorrowful night. It was silent as everyone ate, and after the meal was done everyone still sat in silence. Y/N eventually stands to clear everyone's bowl from the table and brings them to the kitchen.

It had been a few minutes since she started to clean but eventually Peter joined her in the kitchen and began to dry off the dishes. “Pete, you don’t need to do that.”

“I know….I just wanna do something…. besides May went to bed, and I don't wanna be alone…” his voice was quiet, Y/N just nodded offering his the drying towel that had been draped over her shoulder in response. Turning back she continued to wash the items in the sink before handing them to Peter to be dried off.

A few more minutes passed before they were done cleaning. So now here they stand, or rather lean against the kitchen counters, once again in silence.

“Will you stay?” his voice barely came to a whisper.

She nodded, “I asked my mom already and she said it was fine, so I’ll probably just grab a blanket out of the closet and take the cou-”

Peter cut her off, “Will you stay…with me” Y/N could tell he was almost afraid to ask, maybe for fear of the response she’d give.

Nodding Y/N gave a soft smile. “Of course” taking his hand in hers she gave it a light squeeze of reassurance. “I’m here for you right now Peter, and I always will be” he just gave a sad smile in response casting his eyes to the ground.

Making their way upstairs and back to his room, Y/N cleared off the bed from the drawing and list of names they had gone through earlier and to turn on Peter’s bedside lamp. Before she paused, causing Peter to look over “What?”

“I have to go over to my house quickly to grab some clothes” It took Peter a moment to realize that they were both still in the closet they had climbed the rooftop in, and jeans probably wouldn’t be the best thing to sleep in. He hummed for a minute as he thought before opening his dresser and pulling out a t-shirt and some exercise shorts that he never wore. Folding them in his hands he walked over to Y/N extending them to her.

“I’m pretty sure May shrunk the shirt when she washed it, and I’ve never worn those shorts. Will they be okay?” his voice was slowly returning to normal except for the cracks that happened here and there, which were to be expected since he’d been crying so hard only hours before.

Y/N hesitantly took the clothes “are you sure Peter?” he nodded before going to grab clothes for himself and moving to the door

“You can have the room, I’ll change in the bathroom.”

“Mhm, okay” was the only response given, Y/N knew she should have been the one to change in the bathroom, this was Peter’s room after all, but given everything she was too tired to start a small sqable, much in the same was that she felt May was too tired to argue over Y/N making food. So when Peter exited the room, she moved to pull the window shade down before stripping the day way and putting the comfy clothes on. And for the first time she noticed how tired her body felt, only she didn’t know why. Was it from her and Peter testing their power or from the emotions of the night, she couldn’t tell forsure. All she knew was that the exhaustion of the day had finally caught up with her.

Pulled from her thoughts she noticed the light tapping coming from the door. “Are you decent Y/N?” she smiled hearing Peter

“Yeah.” moving to sit on the bed she watched as Peter came into the room, sitting down right next to her. He laid his head on her shoulder. Y/N just layed back on the bed, allowing Peter to somewhat lay on top of her, she almost wondered if she should just tell Peter to put his full weight on her since her newly acquired strength would bear it for her but she refrained. His head rested below hers’ even though it caused his feet to hang off the bed slightly. His hands shuffled around for the blanket, pulling it over the two of them

After they had been sufficiently covered in blankets, his hands went around her waist and hers to his hair, lightly massaging the base of his scalp

“Y/N can I tell you something?” Peter’s voice broke the silence. He felt her head nod before he slightly sat up her see her face. “How long have we known each other?” Y/N thought for a moment before answering

“Ever since you came to live with May and Ben…..we were what….six I think?” Peter nodded, moving to sit up more.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while… a really long while and I kind of feels wrong to do it tonight, but Uncle Ben always told me that I should just tell you and so it also king of feels right to do this tonight.” he rambled a bit

“You are one of my best friends, you and Harry are the absolute best…. And I realised tonight that…. ThatI can’t lose you….” he paused watching as Y/N’s face processed everything he was saying. “I liked you when we were six, but it wasn’t until Eighth Grade that I realised that I liked you” he emphasised “Last year, when we worked on that first story together I think that's when I learned that I loved you but was too scared to admit it. But tonight… seeing how much you cared for May and me…taking care of us when you didn’t have too… I know for certain now. I love you so much Y/N that I feel like my heart is gonna explode from my chest” by now he had fully moved to sit on the bed next to Y/N.

A huge smile came to Y/N's face as she sat up to hug Peter, his arms instantly planting themselves around her waist. She planted a kiss on his cheek. “I love you too Peter” she whispered Pet just nodded at the two staying in the hug. It took a few moments but Y/N slowly realized that her shoulder was getting wet once again, pulling away as she looked at Peter who looked away from her, trying to wipe his eyes.

Cupping his cheek with her hand she lightly pulled his face so his eyes met hers “Pete? What's wrong?” she now held his face with both her hands, his hands went up to meet hers as he shook his head. “Nothing… nothing I promise” he smiled “I think I’m just so worn out that I’m glad to hear that you feel the same” he sniffled “there nothing really there to stop the emotions”

Y/N just chuckled, placing kisses on his cheeks where the tear trails ran before her arms went to his shoulders, pulling him down to lay on her once more. Just like before his hands went to wrap around her waist and her hands went to his hair, but their faces were now level with each others. Reaching over to the lamp Y/N switched it off, her and Peter settling into the silence and darkness.

She could feel Peter humming against her, so she waited a few moments before speaking. “Peter?”

“Hmm?”

“I have night vision.”

“What?!” He shot up “What do you mean?!”

“You can’t see the whole room right now?”

“NO! We were just about to go to bed, i mean this is literally the worst time you could have said this” he laughed tiredly “Well” he sighed “That's the first one you can do that I can't…. point for Spinneret” he joked laying back down. “I can’t believe you have night vision.” He mumbled causing Y/N to laugh

“Go to bed Pete” she leaned over kissing his cheek. closing her eyes for the night.

[soulstarve]

@remainiingconstant​ liked for a starter !

“ Itsy Bitsy Spider! ”

     Wortox shouted from outskirts of camp, waving a claw wildly in the air before appearing closer to Webber in a cloud of red. A wide, toothy grin on his face that promised nothing but mischief. 

“ My, my, It feels like it’s been quite some time! Why, do my eyes deceive or is it the truth that I perceive? Have you gotten taller, little crawler? ”

    He couldn’t recall how long it had been since he last saw the spiderling. Keeping track of time had never been of his interest, really, and in the end what did it matter if it’d been hours days or years? It would always be a delight to catch up with friends. 

     ...Especially with the pranks he’s been brewing in his mind.

[salmonidparty]

@shadowedmagic

" Say pal, " Maxwell paused, what could he say? Old habits died hard, but... perhaps he ought to at least have some tack around the children, if the spiderling could still count as one. " You wouldn't happen to know where the camp's silk supply scurried off to, would you? "

Webber’s fur instinctively bristled upon the age-old phrase, however his expression didn’t change as he looked up to Maxwell’s face. Upon the question, he scratched at his chin, where the start of a silky beard was showing. Of course he knew where silk was! But, he hesitated.

He knew well that it didn’t help anyone to be difficult about personal beefs with people. Still, there was something inside him that made the boy not want to work with the dapper fellow that much... Whether it was the spider or his own vices was to be decided. 

Besides, hadn’t he put some silk into one of the chests...? There were so many scattered around, that even with two minds to remember it, he couldn’t recall which one! Maybe that’s why Maxwell was asking.

“What do you need it for?” Webber asked, putting on a smile, “Maybe we could help you make it!”

[the-golden-ghost]

Spiderlings update: there are two more nests of them in my gooseberry bush. I hope they grow fast and eat all the caterpillars that love to infest it.

YES

Did you ever find out what kind they were? I’m sure that’s why they nested there, though! Lots of places to anchor a web if they’re webbers, and lots of yummy caterpillars there to snack on without much trouble!

[cyanocoraxx]

beginner tarantulas

it goes without saying that you can keep any species you want as long as you thoroughly research it and are fully prepared, but most people prefer to start off with something more docile, visible and easy to care for until they have the experience for more advanced species - this list compiles some of the best tarantulas for the new hobbyist.

honduran curly hair (brachypelma albopilosum)

size: 5-6 inches

temperament: docile and forgiving

habitat: tropical scrublands of costa rica

behaviour: terrestrial, opportunistic burrowers

lifespan: females 25+, males 2+

humidity: 70%, mist substrate occasionally

pros: very easy to find in the trade, cheap price, hardy and tolerant

cons: may rarely flick hairs in defense, may spend long periods of time in its burrow

mexican red knee (brachypelma smithi/hamorii)

size: 6-7 inches

temperament: docile and slow-moving

habitat: scrublands in the state of guerrero, mexico

behaviour: terrestrial

lifespan: females 25+, males 2+

humidity: keep substrate dry, mist around water dish

pros: estimated maximum lifespan of 40 years, very hardy, easy to find in the trade, good display species

cons: no special requirements, younger individuals can be more skittish and may flick hairs but tend to outgrow the behaviour

green bottle blue (chromatapelma cyaneopubescens)

size: 4-5 inches

temperament: docile but skittish, not for handling

habitat: xeric scrub of paraguaná peninsula

behaviour: semi-arboreal, heavy webber

lifespan: females 12-14+, males 4+

humidity: keep substrate dry, mist around water dish

pros: no special humidity requirements, produces a lot of webbing, both arboreal and terrestrial behaviours, very good appetite, quick growth rate

cons: can be quick and easily startled so not suitable for handling, shorter lifespan

dwarf flame (euathlus sp red/homeomma sp fire) 

size: 2-3 inches

temperament: very docile, inquisitive and active

habitat: shrubland and deserts of chile

behaviour: terrestrial, can and does climb often

lifespan: females 25+, males 2+ (?)

humidity: keep substrate dry, mist around water dish

pros: no bites have ever been reported, does not flick hairs, extremely docile and calm, can be handled, smaller size

cons: known to fast for long periods of time, very slow growth rate, can be difficult to find adults in the trade due to their slow growth

pink zebra beauty (eupalaestrus campestratus)

size: 5-6 inches

temperament: docile, tolerant and slow-moving

habitat: savannahs of paraguay

behaviour: terrestrial, opportunistic burrower

lifespan: females 30+, males ?

humidity: 70%, mist substrate occasionally

pros: one of the most docile species available, decent size, long lifespan

cons: higher humidity requirement and slow growth rate

chile rose hair (grammostola rosea)

size: 5-6 inches

temperament: most are docile, some can be skittish

habitat: atacama desert in northern chile

behaviour: terrestrial, can offer a burrow but may not use it

lifespan: probably 20+

humidity: keep dry, a water dish is enough for humidity

pros: no special humidity requirements, moderate size and good display species

cons: some are known to have “mood swings” and can be unpredictable

chaco golden knee (grammostola pulchripes) 

size: 7-8 inches

temperament: docile, laid-back

habitat: chaco mountain range of paraguay

behaviour: terrestrial, opportunistic burrower. spiderlings are little bulldozers, constantly rearranging their substrate.

lifespan: 15+ females, 5+ males

humidity: 50-60%, mist substrate occasionally

pros: very docile and spiderlings are active, can tolerate fluctuations in humidity and temperature well

cons: shorter lifespan, occasionally fasts for a few months

brazilian black (grammostola pulchra)

size: 5-8 inches

temperament: docile and active

habitat: pampas plains of uruguay

behaviour: terrestrial, opportunistic burrowers

lifespan: females 20+, males 6+

humidity: 50-70%, mist substrate occasionally

pros: good display species, excellent appetite, larger size

cons: slow growth rate, can be difficult to find in the trade,

[theblueskyphoenix]

Whatever happened to the queen Webber befriended in Survive the Shadows? Nebby was it?

=) Natasha or Natty as he called her. She’s currently residing somewhere in the Wickerbottom’s throne room with her babies in a huge nest. Webber wants his grandma to be protected so he trusts Natty to look after her. He still visits her frequently, even after being turned back to normal. (Natty still recognizes him and he still has abilities to communicate with spiders. No matter the form, he’s still another one of her spiderlings.) 

[itsybitsywebber]

🏨

The moon was barely a sliver in the sky and Webber, darling dear, looked out the window as the other spiders started to skitter by. He let out a little whine before looking back at his daddy. The little spiderling folded his arms across his chest and drew on his biggest and most stern of expressions, “No. You said we could stay up!”That is true, the little one could stay up, but this was far far too late for him to be awake. Webber was cranky, and when the little boy was tired he could be a right and righteous brat. (Or at least as much of a brat as Webber was capable of being.)

[tangledinourweb]

I have to effuse briefly- I am really liking this blog and it has fueled my sweet, wholesome love for the spider baby. My natural reaction is "OMG rescue him!" and then the next reaction is "No! Watch him be a little empowered spiderling and rescue himself!" In short, I love this character and can't wait to read more.

// Oh my gosh, thank you so much! It means a lot to me! It's so nice to know that some people genuinely enjoy following my Webber's antics, it's a blast to write him and I'm super glad you like it! ♡♡♡♡

[thecursedcake]

Webber character sheet!

+ his mother and doodles

Yeah my handwriting is kinda shitty.

Full page

[darktwinpriest]

Rodimus smashes into the wall. He yelled, “YOU DECEPTICREEP!!!”

Ishyotat changed his spell and warped to the other end of the tunnel. He aimed and started chanting.

Bonus said, “Where’s Ishyotat?!? And the twins?!?”

Unicron looked, then looked around in fear. “I see Spellcast, but not Webber!”

Meanwhile, one of the kidnapped Sparkling’s form began to waver. Suddenly the intruder has a spiderling on him, biting with a heavy sedative venom.

Returning Home

@xxdontfearthereaperxx

Another day at the Academy… with the exception of the new chef coming in. Ishyotat and Bonus had come to help move the chef’s stuff in… though it wasn’t needed, since Unicron could carry most of the stuff.

When the final oven was installed, Unicron slid out from underneath it. “There we go! When does the chef actually get here?”

Ishyotat said, “He was delayed by the hurricane in the Southern Hemisphere. But he should be here any minute.”

[chxrlieds-blog]

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[itsybitsywebber]

Oops.

“This is the perfect place!” Webber shouted.

 Delight painted his fuzzy little features as he came across a place that he hadn’t quite noticed before. It was a box. Well, not so much a box, more like a basket. A nice, big, woven basket that had great shade and there were all sorts of bunnies around and soft grass and it was just the perfect place for someone to take a nap. Look! There was even snacks left there!

 Clearly, Webber had never heard from his little spider companions that you do not ever want to spend any extended period of time wandering underneath baskets because that most assuredly meant doom and destruction and what-have-you for little eight-legged things. (Of course they wouldn’t say anything- every spider that ever walked into a legitimate trap wasn’t ever walking away from it again!) But the little spiderling, with his rumbling tummy and desire for a nap, thought nothing of going and raking a carrot out from under a basket and settling in the shade.

 A rabbit approached along with him, and soon enough caught wind of the little boy before shrieking in absolute horror and fleeing across the grasslands with a speed only reserved for wealthy woman buying expensive shoes after Thanksgiving. Webber shrugged, and meandered forward just enough to grab the carrot at the very back of the trap.

 Only to have the basket fall on top of him. He tried to stand up.

 “…”

 He tried to stand up?

 “…”

 Hmmnph. It would appear that he was stuck in the basket.

 “… oops.”

[ @sassysavagescientist]

[remainiingconstant]

Webber had been herding their spiders with utmost care when they spotted the figure. He was… familiar enough. At least, Webber remembers seeing him, the day before….

That doesn’t matter right now, it looks like he’s having some trouble, and Webber promised himself he would be nice to others.

“Are you okay?” The spiderling calls out, straightening their posture to approach. The spider disagrees with this choice, but Webber has to push that aside for now.

@remainiingconstant liked for a starter!

In and out of reality, a healing salve would do the trick to stabilize them, but he was out, sadly. In this state it's hard to walk straight when your very being drifts forwards, backwards, left, right, and all over. It was frustrating.