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mik3stuff · 4 months ago

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Local burger lover Mike,what do you think the Spiderband's favorite kind of burgers are🤨🙏🏼🎤?

First of all I will pass on purchasing this title non-ironically, thank you very much. Second YOU CAME TO THE RIGHT PLACE OH MY TITAN I'LL HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS ASK

All of them, no exceptions, will always prioritize artisanal burgers over big franchises like BK or McDonalds and this is just canon we're on the same page about it right?

Mirassol likes a good old chimi but she's also super into a classic brie cheeseburger, Miles G loves chimi too but prefers a spicy double burger

Gwen is a huge burger lover (she likes it especially when Hobie's mom makes 'em) and her and Hobie have a shared favorite for pizza burgers but her second option would be a big chicken burger or a bacon burger

Hobie as I said before highly prefers pizza burgers, they're his favorite and just like Gwen he'll eat any type of burger his mama makes cuz his mama is great and her food is too but scrawny as he is once in a lifetime he'll eat the whole thing. He always shares his with his friends but they're now making him eat more and soon enough he'll be just fine with eating one entire burger (angst material prob)

Pavtir's is probably a spicy Indian lamb burger and Gayatri's since I headcanon her as vegan i believe that would be a veggie indian-style burger (I've seen some pretty mouthwatering recipes recently so I had to add this)

Peni likes a chili burger with wasabi ketchup

Ganke is a burger addict too and his favorite is a nduja burger but he also loves a vegan cheeseburger (my boy is lactose intolerant)

My sweet girl Margo <3 she's a monster when it comes to eating fast food you look at this cute little girl and think "she ain't eating that much" but she is and she'll steal some bytes (haha humor) from her partner's. She likes to say she doesn't have a favorite and if you insist she'll probably say something basic like a classic burger but she loves your good old bacon burger and I would like to say it's her personal fave

Bonus Mike likes a double cheeseburger but he hates cheddar (also a lactose intolerant but since when is it holding anyone back right? He's allergic to cats but had four and got adopted by Nora who counts as at least three and this is totally not me just dumping random facts about me at my oc's)

I really hope these are in character lmao, tried adding cultural rep without making it sound stereotypical but idk. Also please feel free to add your (Summer's or anyone else reading this) spidersona favorite burger 💗

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garciafamlover500 · 5 months ago

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Spiderverse HC’s!

(These are all just my personal opinions)

Miles Morales: Transmasc (FTM) Pan (He/Him)

Gwen Stacy: Transfem (MTF) Demiromantic Bi (She/Her)

Hobie Brown: Agender Intersex Unlabeled/Queer (Uses any/all pronouns)

Pavitr Prabhakar: Pan Demiboy (He/They)

Margo Kess: Enby Polyromantic Asexual (She/They/It)

Peter B Parker: Transmasc (FTM) Bi (He/Him)

Mary Jane Watson: Transfem (MTF) Bi (She/Her)

Miguel O’Hara: Achillean/Queer (He/Him)

Spider-Noir: Transmasc (FTM) Bi Aroace (He/Him)

Spider Ham: Enby Gay Aroace (He/Him)

Peni Parker: Transfem (MTF) Asexual Lesbian (She/They)

Jessica Drew: Sapphic/Queer (She/her)

Ben Reilly: Gay (He/Him)

Gayatri Singh : Girlflux Bi (She/They/Xe))

Ganke Lee: Genderfluid Gay (He/She/They)

Miles G Morales: Transmasc (FTM) Pan (He/Him)

#spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse #miles morales #gwen stacy #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #margo kess #peter b parker #mary jane watson #miguel o'hara #jessica drew #spider noir #spider ham #peni parker #ganke lee #gayatri singh #miles g morales #ben reilly #spiderverse headcanon

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lopsicle · 5 months ago

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Annoying Machines

TickleTober Day 10 Spidering:

Characters: Lee! Margo, Ler! Go-Home-Machine, Slight-Lee Lyla.

Summary: Lyla orders Margo go fix a glitching Go-Home-Machine. She tests the machine on herself to figure out what’s wrong with it, because that’s a good idea.

Warnings: Tickle Fic, Light Bondage. Also I’m not really a fan of this fic but oh wellz, I wanted some Lee Margo.

Lyla huffed as another little red circle appeared in her inbox, the sixth one this day. She only needed to read the subject of the notification to see what people were nagging her about this time, and the time before that, and the time before that. “Problem with the Go-Home-Machine”.

It didn’t feel good to have been getting a constant string of complaints about something she helped to create but it couldn’t be helped. Well more accurately, it could be helped, that’s why every Spiderman, woman and everything else in between were bothering her to do something about it. Normally, she would’ve fixed it up but Miguel was going out in the field, so she had to be there to support him. So, Lyla went to the second most logical option.

“Hey Margs,” she announced, popping up on Margo’s desk. She was currently in the operating room for the GHM (that’s Go-Home-Machine) though she had just clocked in for the day and was oblivious to its errors. Margo shrieked as Lyla appeared, swatting her hand through her small body, causing the hologram to flicker before fixing itself.

“Jeez, Lyla! Don’t scare me like that!” Margo whined, slumping down in her chair and staring at the ceiling. That didn’t deter Lyla, who simply floated above her head staring down at Margo.

“Sorry, but you have a job to do today. Go-Home-Machine’s been bugging out, I need you to look at me for me while I’m out on the field.” Lyla declared, to which Margo rolled her eyes.

“Would a please kill you, girl?” Margo smirked, though she was already getting up to get on with her task. Lyla followed along for a bit, both of their bodies glitching through the screen separating them from the GHM, it’s metal legs hanging limply in the air.

“You’re thanked enough by being allowed to stay here. Now, good luck with your task, I’ll check back in on you in a few.” Lyla declared before she blipped it out of existence, leaving Margo alone with the faulty apparatus. She sighed, Lyla hadn’t even bothered explaining what was wrong with it so it was up to her to see what these glitches that were too important for Lyla were. There was probably some better, longer way of finding out what was wrong by taking a gander at its coding, but Margo thought of a much simpler solution.

Margo duplicated her avatar, one standing of the podium beneath the machine’s pincers while the other one worked in the operating room, flipping levers and pressing buttons, causing the GHM to whir to life, clunky sounds of wires and servos filling the room. She hummed in satisfaction, reforming herself to just a singular avatar. It’s mandibles worked with precise accuracy, amber and lemon energy prickling around her, creating a forcefield that left her and the GHM isolated from the surroundings. Margo looked around quizzically, everything seemed to be working fine so far.

That was until those thin, long steel limbs slipped between her wrists, holding her arms above her head. Margo’s brow furrowed as they weaved their strange, glowing, slightly squishy and sticky orange webbing around her hands, connecting them together.

“That’s not supposed to happeeEE-!” Margo didn’t have the chance to finish her sentence as a claw dragged down from her armpit to the bottom of her hip. She would’ve almost thought something like that was a fluke but with the way the other claws were positioned around her, all posed and inches from her skin like a bear trap, she could’ve sworn they were wiggling at her. All Margo could do was sigh.

“God dammit Lyl-ahaahahaHAHAHAahahaha!!” Margo’s assailants struck, about two or three of the claws dug into each other her sides, surprisingly not in a painful manner. Whatever this big was trying to do it wasn’t malicious, just annoying and embarrassing, at least for Margo. They wriggled about against her skin like how someone would play with a stress ball, before starting to spider up and down her sides, leaving her torso positively buzzing with ticklish attention. She tried to jump about from side to side, but she’d just end up jumping back and forth between the sets of claws, forcing even more laughter from her mouth.

“FuhuhuhHUHuck, sohohohomeone heheHEHEHLP!!” Margo called out, trying to curl in on herself but with her arms way above her head, she was as exposed as could be. Some more of the claws found themselves positioned in a row along the odd outstretched arms of hers, just waiting for the right opportunity to strike. Margo glared at them with wild, nervous eyes, simultaneously desperate for them to just get it over with and to rip herself far, far away from the GHM. Suddenly, they struck by drumming and tapping against her underarms, though a few of them circled and scraped against her armpits.

“AAAHHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!” Margo screeched once the anticipation finally broke, simply left with an empty feeling of ticklish dread. She shook all about, shaking her head, clenching her fists, pounding her feet against the floor that she was slightly raised off of, tugging at her wrists, but nothing she did could stop the hysterical laughter pouring out from her mouth. The GHM didn’t seem to take note of just how ticklish the poor girl was, it was just a machine after all. Instead, it continued upping the ante, letting the claws at her sides and arms continuously work in an agonisingly repetitive fashion. A few more claws seemed to materialise, accurately positioning themselves in a ring around her thighs. She didn’t have the luxury of waiting like she did with her arms, instead the little arms began scratching and tracing against her legs. Margo squealed, feeling a winded blush creep onto her face. She bounced about from her bound hands, kicking about wildly against the forcefield enveloping her, but she’d just end up feeling a sharp buzzing in her sole whenever she did that.

“OHOHO, COHOHOHME OHOHOHOHN!!” Margo huffed, how did they even program that? She could barely even find the time to close her mouth or breathe, the flood gates of her laughter having been totally broken open, leaving a wide smile on her face and a burning feeling in her chest. It felt like the more she struggled, the more those pointed mandibles would dig into her. Unfortunately for her, she couldn’t sit still at all, flailing all about with a desperate need to get away from all these mischievous claws. Since that wasn’t working though, she figured to do the only thing I could think of.

“LYLA!! LYLAHA-AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Margo screamed over and over, whining slightly as she did her best to sit still with each passing second that her saviour didn’t appear. It felt like years for Margo, but Lyla answered after a few moments of waiting, blipping it existence before her face once again.

“You know I’m busy, ri-what happened here?!” Lyla blurted out, taking off her heart shaped sunglasses to get a good look at Margo. Poor girl had a gaping smile on her very red face, she probably didn’t want to be seen in such a state, her body was shaking, overwhelmed by the ticklish jabs and scritches all over her body.

“I DOHOHN’T KNOHOHW, JUHUHUST FIHIHIX IT!!” Margo barked at her, kicking at Lyla as if that was going to help anything. Lyla just narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

”Kinda rude, Byte, now I don’t wanna help you.” She joked, which made Margo’s face go red with a mix of rage and embarrassment.

“LYHYHYHYHLA!!” Margo wailed apologetically, or in frustration, it was hard to tell with how tickled out she seemed. Lyla made some noise of agreement, followed by a “fine.” A digital display of the MHG’s code appeared in front of Lyla, to which she began scrolling through and mumbling to herself, but Margo was much too impatient to just let her work.

“DONOHOHO SOHOHOHOMETHING!!” Margo screamed, already feeling a few tears prick up in her eyes. Lyla looked up at her and smirked, casually tapping away at her interface as she spoke.

“Oh, alright, if you insist.” She teased, to which another of the GHM’s claws came to life, positioning itself in front of Margo’s naval. It dug its way against the sensitive button before circling and swirling around against the fabric of her clothes. Margo finally exploded, laughing hysterically as a few tears slipped down her face, thrashing about with a fierce determination to escape, despite how tired her muscles were from attempting to get away so, so many times.

“PLEAHAHAHAHAAHAHSE!!” Margo broke, to which Lyla turned a little more sympathetic. Only a little.

“Oh, look at that, it did practically kill you just to say please, interesting.” Lyla giggles before turning her attention back to the keyboard, hastily tapping away at it. Slowly, all of the little, prying claws slowed to a halt, slithering away to resume their previous position. The webs around Margo’s wrists soon dissipated and dissolved around her, leading her to fall down on her feet, and then her knees, tiredly keeled over on the floor. She took in long deep breaths, a lingering, tingly sensation covering practically her whole body. Lyla appeared beneath her face, trying to wipe away her tears.

“There, there, that’s all over now. You alright?” Lyla asked tenderly, Margo let out one final wheeze before rising to her feet.

“You suck, you know,” she teased with a smile, “I’m fine, thanks, but how did that even happen?!” Margo threw her arms above her head in exclamation to which Lyla winced.

“Oooo, that’s a funny story, haha.” Lyla chuckled awkwardly. “See, when I was making the code for this little thing, I ended up copying some of the code for the machine Miguel used to put on his suit which I…may or may not have tampered with a few times to mess with him and forget to take it out.” Lyla smiled with her teeth though that didn’t seem to please Margo, who just stared at her with narrowed eyes.

“You do suck.” Margo tried to keep a stern composure but she couldn’t help but giggle a little at Lyla’s antics. “Well, it would seem like a waste to remove something interesting like this without testing it a little…more.” She blushed at that last part, but Lyla seemed very intrigued by Margo’s idea.

“Oooo, you think good, Margs, you think good. Who are you thinking, Miguel, Gwen, Peter B?” Lyla listed on her fingers, having seemingly forgotten all about the rest of the week she was meant to be doing in favour of some mischief.

“Let’s do…all of them.” Margo grinned in response. Lyla beamed at her new partner, ready to wreak havoc over the Spider Society together.

#sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle content #sfw tickle #tickletober #tickletober 2024 #augtickletober2024 #spiderverse tickle #lee margo #lee spiderbyte #ler lyla #ler machinery #tickle machine

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starwarskawaii · 15 days ago

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Spider Wedding

A Spiderverse/Ghostflower fic

I can't name things ok??

Fic by me and @ridiculous-hibiscus

Summary: It's Gwen and Miles' wedding day, set about 9 years after BTSV. Cuteness ensues.

Cw: fluff mostly, brief allusions to parental loss and child loss, truly so fluffy, so tooth rottingly fluffy

It was a perfect day. Peter B was officiating, Mayday was the flower girl, Spidercat the ring bearer. Miles' half of the wedding party was Ganke, Pav, Noir, Penny, and Ham. Gwen had won Hobie as her Maid of Honor in a game of rock paper scissors a few weeks beforehand. Gwen's half had Hobie, Gayatri, MJ, Margo, and Jess. On Miles' side of the aisle sat Rio, Jeff, a memorial for Aaron so he could be there in spirit, Miles G, his Peter's Aunt May, MJ from his universe, and various other Spiders. Gwen's had Captain Stacy, her Peter's Aunt May, various Spiders, and Miguel O'Hara.

Before the ceremony, Miguel had pulled Miles aside. Some awkward mumbling about treating Gwen right and being a better partner than he had been to Xina, Dana, or any other woman. It was painfully awkward, and incredibly sweet.

"Thanks Miguel. If you don't mind, I kinda have somewhere to be." Miles said awkwardly, slightly wishing he could evaporate to escape Miguel's sweet but wildly uncomfortable gesture.

"Uh, sure. Good luck Miles." Miguel replied, equally as awkward, silently wishing he would have made queue cards or had Lyla write something.

During the ceremony, Miguel and Captain Stacy were misty eyed and played it off. They're grown men, after all. They were both far too old to get emotional at some wedding that they had known was coming from the moment each had seen Gwen and Miles in the same room together. But as they sat there, each felt pangs in their heart. George was watching his baby girl, his only family, take her final steps out of the nest. Miguel was watching the closest thing he had to a daughter since he lost Gabriella truly become an adult in his eyes. Not to mention, Miles and his kindness and stubborn hope reminded him of Gabriel.

After the ceremony, as Gwen and Mikes went off for photos and people talked before heading to the reception, a few Spiders had asked Miguel how long he and Mr. Stacy had been together. He blinked. He blinked again. Then he scowled and informed them that he and Gwen's father were not in a relationship. If he was honest, as much as the idea of George was wholly unappealing to him, he was relieved that people thought of him as capable of being in a relationship. He had worked hard to get to that point.

Peter B sang at the reception during the first dance. Gwen had her first dance with George, Miles with Rio, the second together. After their first married dance, Gwen went to the corner that Miguel was alone in. She tapped him on the shoulder.

"Miguel, I'd like to do something, that is, if you're willing."

"What is it, Stacy?" Miguel tried to sound gruff. But honestly? He was nearly moved to tears again by Gwen thinking of him at all on her big day.

"You've made a lot of mistakes, but you've been there for us too. You're special to me and Miles, but especially to me. You were the dad I needed when I couldn't talk to my own. If you would be willing, how about father-daughter dance?"

Miguel stared for what felt like an awkward eternity while Gwen fiddled with her fingers and wondered if she should have just kept her mouth shut. Finally, he nods yes, and steps forward.

It was a perfect day. Miles and Gwen were married, and everyone knew what they meant to each other. The love in that wedding, romantic and otherwise, was unprecedented and pure.

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howdoesagrapewrites · 2 years ago

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Content: ATSV characters as dumb things I've done

Miles Morales got caught doing a graffiti by his kindergarten teacher, who recognized him and tried to start a whole conversation while saying she hoped better for him

Gwen Stacy started greeting a guy in the hallway without knowing who he was, even had sort of a secret handshake for over year, then the guy disappeared, she never knew his name

Pavitr Prabhakar still remembers the full government names of the kids that stole his littlest pet shop at preschool

Peter B. Parker was so depressed he wanted to drown his sorrows and took half a bottle of tequila he found laying around. Then he was told that shit wasn't tequila, it was vinegar

Hobie Brown made a friend who was in first grade and motivated him and his other classmates to take down the corrupt class president who was elected by the teacher and not popular vote and acted like a little prick. The kid got jumped by the other children at recess and they called his guardians to answer for his "antisocial behavior"

Gayatri Singh scratched her own face multiple times with her long ass nails that she refuses to trim because they're natural and she took a long time to grow them, she tells people it's her cat to spare the embarrassment

Miles G. Morales got bullied for reading comic books so he started practicing moves from the comic characters to beat the bullies. It sorta worked

Miguel O'Hara doesn't know how to open cans or use can openers and violently stabs them until he can cut them with a knife

Jessica Drew tripped in high heels near a person she wanted to impress and pretended she fainted/her knees failed from hypoglycemia

Ganke Lee created a fake account to stalk people and they actually started believing the account was real and started telling stories about how they knew the guy and went to concerts and shit with him

Margo Kess "doxxed" a guy he was arguing with online, but she just recognized him as one of her friend's neighbor and posted a photo of his house

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