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fetishfairytales2 · 2 months ago

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Sissy School, Pt. 2 (Story)

The next day, the sun was already shining through the windshield as I drove Brandi back to Huggies for her first day of Sissy School. I glanced at my precious cuck, all strapped into her car seat like the helpless baby she is. I had to giggle at her reflection in the rear view, dressed in her pathetic school uniform, just like a little doll. She wore a tiny plaid skirt that barely covered her pink pull-ups, those cute white lace stockings, and a pink blouse with "Teacher's Pet" written across it. Her blonde pigtails were tied with bright pink bows, making her look so innocent and sweet. Her pacifier gag, molded from Conner's massive cock of course, kept her quiet, but her tears said it all. "Look at my widdle Brandi, all pretty for her first day of school!" I smirked, locking eyes with her in the mirror. "Aww, stop with the waterworks, princess. You know you don't have a choice, so why the tears?" I listened to her muffled sobs and whimpers, like she could actually convince me to change my mind! "Bet you're gonna have a blast, silly girl! Stop being such a drama queen!" I pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall, where Ms. Becky waved eagerly. Seems like my sissy wasn't the only one excited for her first day of school!

"Come on, my little sissy, time to get you outta that car seat and ready for school!" I cooed, strutting over to the car door, my heels clicking on the pavement. "Look, there's Ms. Becky waiting for you! You wanna make Mommy proud on your first day, don'tcha, Brandi?" I knew this was the tricky part, getting her out of the car without a scene. I quickly unbuckled her, leaving her wrists cuffed to keep her from causing a fuss. I grabbed her by the pigtails and yanked her out, her little skirt riding up to expose her diapees. "Remember, baby," I whispered, turning her chin toward me, staring into her teary eyes, "you don't wanna be a bad girl and have Daddy hear about it. No more morning spankings if you're good today." I gave her a wicked smile, handing over her school bag. "Now, listen to Ms. Becky and Ms. Staci. They'll teach you how to be the slutty sissy we know you can be!" As Brandi turned, resigning herself to her fate, I gave her one more swift spank on the ass. “Whoops!” I giggled when she yelped behind her gag; “did Mommy accidentally spank your plug? Sorry sweets!” I watched Brandi slowly trudge toward the front door, her pigtails bouncing. “Have fun cupcake! Mommy will be watching all day!”

Oh my God, I was so excited to watch my sissy's first day of school that I barely gave her time to walk through the doors before I was on the phone with my girls, Lyndsey and Kylie! "You guys have to come over ASAP!" I squealed into the phone. "It's Brandi's first day, and they live-stream the whole thing! I bet it's gonna be hilarious!" I rushed home, poured myself my first glass of wine for the day, and fired up my laptop just in time for the show to begin. And there she was, my little Brandi, standing with three other sissies, all wearing those tiny plaid skirts and stockings, and of course, their diapers on full display. They were all standing in a circle in the center of the cute pink classroom next to their matching pink desks and chairs. I could see Brandi staring wide-eyed at the dildo that was suction-cupped to her chair.

Ms. Staci, looking all kinds of hot but pissed off, stood at the front of the classroom.. "Alright, you pathetic losers," she barked, "if your sissy pussies aren't full, they will be! You know the damn rules - nothing less than six inches at all times!" She was so over these sissies already! "Bend over those desks, now!" Three of the sissies quickly obeyed, but my little rebel, Brandi, just stood there, staring at the floor. Staci marched around the circle, noticing Brandi and looking pissed. "Sit. Down," she ordered, pointing to the first sissy, seeing a hole already cut in the back of their diaper. She checked the second too; “better be at least six inches long,” she barked, pulling out the back of their diaper to inspect. When she got to Brandi, she ignored her for a moment, instead making her way to the final sissy’s desk. “Diaper down, I want to check you. Spread them slut, you know how this goes…” The very annoyed teacher didn’t say anything else, instead yanking a massive black rubber butt plug from the sissy’s ass. “Quit your bitching slut, you’re not that tight anymore anyway…” Staci snickered.

"And why aren't you bent over like the rest of these losers?" Ms. Staci demanded, having none of Brandi’s sassiness! “Did I fucking stutter?!” the teacher asked, marching over to my little sissy. "I said I wanted every ass bent over and stretched, and I mean it! Got something to say, princess?" she yelled, her eyes daring Brandi to talk back. Brandi, trembling and whimpering, tried to speak through her gag, her eyes pleading. "What was that, bitch?" Staci screamed. "Don’t you know not to talk with a cock in your mouth, slut?!" She dropped the rubber butt plug on Brandi's desk with a thud, then bent my helpless, cuffed sissy over the desk. "Let me help you out, sweetie," Staci hissed, untying the pacifier gag. "If you even breathe right now, you'll spend the day in detention, got it?" She leaned in close, her voice a menacing whisper. "Now, listen up losers, when I say do something, you fucking do it! I don't care if your pussy is already stretched, or your diaper is full of shit. What I say goes! Got it?” All four helpless sissies nodded now, even Brandi!” Staci leaned in again, talking directly to Brandi; “and right now, I want the new loser here to stick her fucking tongue out..."

Oh my God, the tension in that room was real, and I was loving every second of it! Brandi, trembling again, barely stuck her tongue out, and Ms. Staci was not having it. "All the way, bitch!" she snapped, grabbing Brandi's tongue and pulling it out of her sissy mouth. "I want it all the way out, you pathetic loser!" Staci got right up in Brandi's face now. "From now on, you little slut, I own you. Me and every hot woman that works here, we're way too good for you, but we still like to play with our toys. So, when I say jump, you ask 'how high?' Got it?" With that, Staci slowly walked behind Brandi, her voice dropping to a whisper again. "Open your fucking mouth wide..." Then, getting tired of Brandi’s defiance again, Staci screamed in the poor thing’s ear, "DO IT NOW YOU FUCKING BITCH!" And just like that, my sissy's mouth was forced down onto a freshly used butt plug, which I’m sure she just loved. "That's it, bitch," Staci giggled, sounding so bitchy now; I knew I would love this girl! "Lube it up for this fucking loser, 'cause it's going back in her ass! Maybe this should be an everyday thing! It would help you make friends!" She wrapped her hands around Brandi's pigtails, forcing the sissy to deepthroat the plug. “Take it all the way bitch, you’ve already earned one demerit, don’t make it two because you’re not sucking like a slut!”

"Oh my God, is that Brandi?!" Lyndsey was laughing behind me, peeking over my shoulder at the live stream. I was so lost in Brandi’s suffering, I didn't even hear Lyndsey come in! We hadn't seen each other in ages, well, except for the weekends when she cuckysits Brandi while I'm out with Conner. I poured her a glass of wine and filled her in on all the juicy details - Conner's big promotion, how I wanted Brandi out of my hair more, and of course, the best part - enrolling my sissy in Huggies and Hunks. "Huggies and Hunks,” Lyndsey giggled, “why the and Hunks? I know it’s not the diapered freaks that go to ‘school’ there!” she laughed, waiting for what she knew would be a fun story. I explained how the strip club next door was owned by the same woman who ran the school and how they shared all kinds of staff. "Mmm, I’ve been to Hunks a few times,” Lyndsey giggled; “hopefully Brandi’s as impressed with those boys as I was! She plopped down next to me on the couch, and we turned back to the live stream. “Heather, I have got to see this, like, right now!”

By the time we got back to the live stream, Ms. Becky had taken over, and it seemed we were just in time for Art class! The four sissies squirmed in their desks, their poor asses all being stretched. "That girl, Staci, she's a real bitch," I explained to Lyndsey, pointing out the college-aged blonde. "But she's my favorite. She had Brandi in tears so fast! And the dark-haired cutie is Becky," I continued, "She's a bit nicer, but trust me, she knows how to have fun with them." We watched Becky hand construction paper and crayons, making sure to bend down and get cozy with each sissy. I burst out laughing when she practically smothered Brandi with her cleavage! "Aww, my poor little chastised cuck," I cooed, "She hasn't had any release in ages, and now she's surrounded by these hotties every day. They told me they all wear the same uniforms except Friday. Then they wear even less! Brandi is going to be seeing these girls every day in those tiny shorts and tight crop tops! Bet she's dying inside!" I took a sip of wine, loving every minute of this.

"Alright, my little sissies," Ms. Becky cooed, clapping her hands together, "it's time to show me your artistic skills!" Lyndsey and I nearly choked on our wine as she turned on the classroom TV, revealing a dick pic. Holy shit, that was the biggest dick I had ever seen! "This, my darlings, is Ms. Becky's boyfriend, Mr. Jerome!" She sighed, clearly proud of her well-endowed man. "Some of you lucky girls might even meet him during your 'Sucky Exams' this week! So, who can tell me how big Mr. Jerome is?" She scanned the room, ignoring the fact that each blushing, made-up face staring back at her was gagged. "Aw, no one knows? Well, I know you've never seen anything this big, unless your pretty little princess lips were wrapped around it or it been was fucking your mommies! No worries sweeties, I’ll tell you; Mr. Jerome is a whole nine inches! Isn't he amazing?" She held up a crayon and a piece of construction paper with a very evil smile; "I want each of you to draw Mr. Jerome!” Despite the gags, there were a lot of groans. “Aww, don’t be like that! I’ll tell ya what; the best little artist will get an extra diapee change today,” she grinned excitedly, “ and the worst…”, she paused, pretending to look sad, "will get no diapee change today, is going to miss recess, and get a detention demerit! Okay girlies, get drawing!”

As we watched the sissies scribbling away with their crayons, I filled Lyndsey in on the details. "Three demerits, and Brandi's in detention, where they get...well, I'm not exactly sure. She already got one this morning, so I'm curious to see what happens next!" I giggled, then explained the weekly 'Sucky Exams,' where the sissies had to pleasure the male dancers from the strip club next door. We held our breath as Becky announced time was up and collected the drawings. I just knew Brandi was in trouble when I saw her still frantically coloring.

"Crayons down, little one," Becky said, tapping her foot. "Don't want a spanking on your first day, do you?" Brandi reluctantly handed over her work, her head hung low. "Let's see here..." Becky shuffled through the drawings, building the suspense. "First up, we have...Sissy Slut, and oh my, look at this!" She held up a crayon drawing, a decent attempt at capturing Mr. Jerome's ‘glory’. "Not bad, Slut, but it doesn't do him justice. Next, we have Jizz Bucket, and this one's a bit better,” she smiled, holding up a slightly more impressive attempt. "And here we have Cum Breath, who did her best!" Becky held up a third drawing and just shrugged. "But finally, our newest little one, Brandi…who doesn’t have a cute nickname yet. But she was working so hard, so let's see what she's got..." Becky held up a half-finished, messy drawing that was barely recognizable. "Well, sweetie, you tried…I guess Unfortunately, I think you'll be missing recess and getting a detention demerit. That makes two for you today, so you better work extra hard to not end up in detention on your first day! Okay girls, diapee checks and then recess…for everyone but Brandi! Remember girls, one diapee a day, so if it ain’t leaking, it ain’t coming off!”

Kylie walked in just as Art class was ending, pouring herself a glass of wine and joining our girls' day. "What am I missing?" she asked, laughing. Lyndsey and I filled her in on the drama, pointing out Brandi standing in the corner with her nose against the wall. "Looks like no changes for our naughty princess," Kylie giggled, "Good thing you plugged her before school, huh?" We watched as the other sissies were led out for recess, everyone ignoring Brandi. Then, Staci returned, grabbed Brandi by the ear, and dragged her out of the classroom, across the hallway, and towards the Playroom. "Uh-oh, I bet she's in for a rough time," Kylie giggled. "I don't think she wants to play with whatever's in there!" We watched as Staci opened the door, pushed Brandi down to the plush pink carpet, and slammed the door shut. "Damn, that girl’s wicked," Kylie nodded, clearly enjoying the show. "She's rough with our girl, and I love it!" Brandi, still gagged, barely had time to struggle to stand up before the door opened again. “Whoa! Look at those arms!” Kylie giggled as we all drooled over the toned muscles of the man who was standing over Brandi now.

"Recess for them, slut," Staci said, walking past the hunky guy and grabbing Brandi by the hair. "You, though, get to play with my friend here. He's the bouncer from next door, and since it's slow, he can join us for a little fun. He might not like sissies in pissy diapers, but he loves getting his dick sucked, so I'm sure he won't mind, right?" She smirked at the bouncer, who shrugged. "Perfect, let's play. Wrists in the cuffs," she ordered, pointing to the wall. The bouncer dragged Brandi to the wall, fastening her wrists to the fluffy pink shackles hanging from the ceiling . Staci returned with a vibrating wand, smiling. "Everything comes off, just the plug and cage stay on this loser," she said, standing before a sobbing Brandi, who was begging behind her paci gag. "First though, please, shut her the fuck up," Staci ordered the bouncer, who complied by ripping off Brandi's pull-up and spanking her ass hard. "Act like a bitch again, and I'll have every guy from the club here to treat you like a bitch. Got it?" she warned. Brandi froze immediately, terrified. "Now, your new Daddy here is going to remove your gag and strip you. If you make a single fucking sound though, he'll throat-fuck you till you pass out. Do you understand, bitch?" Staci asked, grabbing Brandi by the chin. Wow, this girl was rough with Brandi!

We watched, so excited, as Brandi was manhandled. First her cock paci gag ripped out, leaving it dangling around her neck. Then her shirt was hiked up, bunched up at her wrists, still trapped in the shackles. Finally, her skirt was gone, leaving her naked and vulnerable, her little pink chastity cage barely visible. "Won't be needing this," Staci giggled, flinging the skirt behind her; “not now anyway.” She smiled as she pulled on the shackles' chains to lengthen them. "There, that's better, princess,” she said as Brandi was forced to sit against the wall, her legs spread, her eyes wide with fear. “I know you're used to being on your knees, but we want you comfy," Staci mocked, sitting in front of Brandi. "So, a fun game for my little loser, then. Excited, aren't you?" She leaned in close, squeezing Brandi's cheeks, forcing her mouth open as tears streamed down her face. "First, Daddy loses his pants," Staci said, as the bouncer stood over Brandi, his pants around his ankles. "And I'll grab him like this..." She gripped his cock, stroking it slowly. "To get him ready for you, sweetie," she whispered, brushing the massive dick against Brandi's lips. "Say 'ahh' or I'll force you to." Before Brandi could react, Staci squeezed her cheeks again, forcing her mouth open once again, and pushing the dick into her, making her gag. "Good little bitch," Staci cooed, “you just keep that nice and hard for me!”

"Now, if your mouth wasn’t full,” Staci smiled with almost sadistic glee as she taunted the bound sissy. She looked like she was enjoying tormenting Brandi even more than I did! “I bet you'd be begging me to stop, wouldn't you, fuck-face?” She continued, “pleading with me, telling me how much you hate sucking cock." She held up the vibrating wand, her evil smile getting even bigger. "But we both know you're full of shit, and I'm gonna prove it! Here's the deal: if Daddy cums in your mouth before you do, you never have to suck dick here ever again. I promise! But, if you cum in your cage while sucking his dick..." She giggled, waving the vibrator in front of Brandi's face. "You'll be spending the rest of today, tomorrow, and probably the whole week in detention! Your Mommy did warn us you were a naughty little loser and that you would spend a lot of time in detention. I hope she was wrong! Oh, speaking of your Mommy, she wanted me to tell you a secret…." Staci looked directly into the camera, and winked! She leaned in close to Brandi, whispering in her ear, muffleing the words. I knew what she was saying; I asked her to do it just after signing the tuition check. Brandi's sobs turned into desperate wails around the stranger’s cock, her body almost convulsing in the shackles. Guess poor Brandi didn’t think our little secret was as funny as I did!

Out of nowhere, the ripped, muscular hunk grabs Brandi by the pigtails. "Oh I think it’s playtime!" Staci laughs. The bouncer grunts and forces Brandi's mouth down on his thick cock, thrusting until her throat is stuffed. Staci's giggles fill the room as Brandi gags and chokes, tears streaming down her face. "She loves sucking that big cock, huh?" Staci teases, egging the man on. "Fuck her throat! Make her gag, choke her on it, she wants it so bad, I think she's a slut for it!" Brandi struggles for breath, her sobs muffled by the cock down her throat. "Oh no, take it all, bitch," Staci laughs when Brandi tries to pull back. “You’re not going anywhere,” she adds, grabbing Brandi's head and forcing her deeper. "No vibe until you stop gagging and take it like a good girl," Staci whispers; “the game hasn’t even started yet bitch.”

"There we go, good loser,” Staci cooed as Brandi finally relaxed and let the bouncer use her throat without fighting back. Staci held the vibrator against Brandi's caged cock, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Mmm, that feels good, huh, loser? Mommy says you haven't been allowed to cum in months!" Staci turned up the vibrator's intensity, making Brandi's shackles rattle. "Aww, she loves it! Look how turned on she is! Such a good little cock slut!" Brandi, being her pathetic self, was actually moaning around the cock invading her throat! I thought back to when we dated and wondered how I ever put up with such a loser. "Beg for it, bitch, if you want it so bad! Beg Daddy for it!" Staci taunted, pressing the vibrator harder. The bouncer pulled out of Brandi's throat, and she sniffled, probably about to beg for mercy. But instead, he slapped her face with his cock and thrust back into her throat. "Aww, at least you tried, sweetie," Staci giggled.

Brandi was trembling on the brink of a sissy-gasm, her body shaking harder and harder as the vibrator teased her caged cock. The bouncer, a true alpha, showed no signs of slowing down as he pounded her throat. "Not yet, bitch," Staci giggled, turning off the vibrator with a fake gasp. "Whoops, where'd the buzz go?" she asked with a wink, as Brandi continued to be throat-fucked. "At least Daddy still wants to play!" Staci leaned in, her fingers massaging Brandi's throat while the bouncer's cock pounded away. "That's right, baby," she whispered, her smile sinister. "This is your life now. Mommy will drop you off here every morning she doesn't want to deal with you, and I'll let strangers fuck you however they please! You've got two holes, and I'll make sure they're both well-used!" The thought of Brandi being used like this every day sent a shiver of satisfaction through me. This school was everything I'd hoped for and more!

“Gosh loser,” Staci's voice took on a fake sympathetic tone. "I think I’m gonna make you cum while Daddy fucks your throat, ya know? Oh, and every time a real man uses your sissy holes actually. What’s gonna happen from now on, is I’m gonna condition you, bitch. That's what your Mommy wants, right? You're gonna dribble sissy goo from that cage every time a man fucks you!" She shrugged, as if it were inevitable. "Of course, you'll go to detention after, 'cause no sissy is allowed to cum here at Huggies. All those other sissies? They come here, we watch them for their mommies a couple hours a day. They might suck dick once a week, but it's mostly just humiliation. You, my dear, are fucked though.” It was wild to watch the bouncer just endlessly pound into Brandi’s mouth the whole time. This guy just never ran out of stamina! I needed his number! “Your Mommy paid us to ruin your life!" Staci finished excitedly and I just smiled, sipping my wine as I watched on. The reality of Brandi's situation sank in for her, she was crying and fighting against her shackles now like she was begging for her life.

“Oh well,” Staci shrugged, without sympathy. “I guess it’s game over, bitch boy," she giggled, turning the vibrator back on and waving it in Brandi's tear-filled eyes. "Time to cum, slut," she smiled, "I want to see those sissy dribbles leak from your cage while Daddy fucks your throat!" Brandi's eyes widened as the vibrator made contact with her cage, her body trembling on the brink of orgasm. The bouncer, sped up his thrusts, his cock pounding her throat. Staci laughed even harder as she jammed the wand onto Brandi's spasming cage. "Come on, sissy, cum like a girl while Daddy fucks your face!" Staci taunted, her voice cruel. "I want to see those loser dribbles! Brandi's muffled moans and screams got louder until the bouncer pulled out, stroking his cock in Brandi's face. Staci's verbal assault didn’t stop though and either did the vibrator, "Cum, you fucking loser! Cum while you stare at the cock that just fucked your mouth! That's it, cum like the girl you are!” Brandi's body shook, her eyes rolling back as she leaked the smallest little puddle through her cage.

Staci turned off the vibrator and snuggled into Brandi's neck, whispering with fake concern. "Aww, poor thing. Did mean old Ms. Staci milk your sissy marbles and now you’re still feeling all pent up?" God she was such a bitch! "See, bitch boy? I told you, you love cock so much, you'd cum just having one in your mouth!" She winked at the bouncer and subtly grabbed Brandi's pigtails, holding her head in place. "Time to thank Daddy for giving you what you love!" Brandi, exhausted from her torment, couldn’t fight back as Staci forced her head down, and the bouncer went back to pounding his dick down her poor throat.

"Of course," Staci whispered in Brandi's ear, smirking with satisfaction. "After Daddy cums down your throat, it's straight to detention for you. You know the rules, no cumming for losers at Huggies." Kylie, Lyndsey, and I laughed, watching Brandi's mouth being used like a fleshlight, her throat gagging on the bouncer's cock until he finally emptied his load down her throat. "Three demerits on your first day, bitch," Staci smiled, very proud of herself. "Time for detention, loser!”

To be Continued…

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babyangelcakess · 9 months ago

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Intro post !! 🍼 ><

The basics 🪽

> SFW !!

> My name is Angel! I am an age regressor. ( 2 - 8 )

> He/him

> Big age : 16

> INFP

> 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

> ADD

> agere + otherkin + copinglink

> I’ve been involuntary age regressing since I was about 9 ( was regressing to like, 4 at that time )

> Now I sometimes involuntarily regress, but not often since I’ve been having trouble getting fully into the headspace

> I use agere / age dreaming as a coping mechanism !

> I often feel sick aaaa

> I currently have no CG ( if anyone is interested, click here :3 )

> DMs are open, just keep in mind that I get anxious when talking to people and get scared to message first 😭 ( No venting to me, also. I usually want to help, but never know what to do and it worries me )

> Keep the cursing to a minimum with me please !

> I often interact with sfw fandom agere posts because they’re comforting ^u^

> Tags !!

( #angel’s agere - all my agere content )

( #angel’s babble - random thoughts/ramble in littlespace )

( #angel’s corner - anything random )

Who can’t interact 🪽

> NSFW / kink blogs

> Basic DNI ( racism, homophobia, antis, etc… )

> People who sexualize agere

> Bullies / mean people

Who can interact 🪽

> Anyone not toxic

> Other sfw agere blogs

> Caregivers

Media I like 🪽

> DDLC

> TBHK

> The Arcana

> Helluva boss

> Hazbin hotel

> TADC

> Bluey

> MLP

> Equestria girls

> Octonauts

> Disney princesses

> Arcane

> HSR

> TOH

> EAH

> OM !

> Spiderverse

> Genshin

> Deltarune

> Lego movies

> Nimona

> Sanrio

> Vocaloid

> Roblox

> Minecraft

> Ponytown

> Empires SMP

> Animal Jam

> Animal crossing

> Monster high

> ( Youtubers ) LaurenZside, Dangthatsalongname, LDShadowLady, Flamingo, Polarcub, Shubble, SmallishBeans, Lets Game It Out, Danny Gonzales, Kurtis Conner, Drew Gooden, Jarvis Johnson

All media that is 18+ ( like HH & HB ) will not include any inappropriate or explicit content and will be agere safe if I post about it !!

Other stuff I like 🪽

> Plushies

> Blankies

> Coloring

> Music

> MLP MUSIC <333

> Dolls

> Pacis

> Pink

> Reality shifting

> Slime, playdough, kinetic sand ( things like that )

> Toys

> Baking

> Cats

> Just animals in general

> Candy

Kins 🪽

> Sayori ( DDLC )

> Blitzø ( Helluva Boss )

> Yuri ( DDLC )

> Anzu ( The Tunnel to Summer, the Exit of Goodbyes )

> Gwen Stacy ( Spiderverse )

#agere little #agere blog #safe agere #agere community #sfw agere #agere #age regression #age regressor #sfw interaction only #sfw regression #sfw age dreamer #sfw agedre community #age re blog #angel’s agere

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c0nn0r-c0nn0r13 · 3 months ago

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“If Tim Drake was meta, his ability would be shadow travel!”

“No, immortality!”

“No, shapeshifting!”

NO. NO. NO. HE WOULD BE SPIDER-MAN. FIGHT ME.

actual explanation:

All ‘weird’ behaviour he does? Spider things. Walk with me. Sleeping in the most random places, spider hibernation. Getting in on high building as a child, sticky. Bad eyesight (thats a personal hc), spiders are nearsighted. Really smart, although arachnids have brains that could literally fit on the head of a pin, the work of scientists suggests that they have capabilities we'd have no problem hailing as signs of intelligence if exhibited by animals with much larger brains. (I copied that off safari but my point stands)

Now, you’ve read that and you’re probably like “but, Connor, thats basically nothing, why are trying pushing spider-man! Tim for meta AU’s.” Well, my answer to that is: i don’t know. But lets compare Peter Parker and Tim Drake for a minute.

Tim:

Heavily shipped with his friends (Conner, Bart, Bernard, Cassie, the rest of the young justice98 line up)

Wears red

Photography as a hobby

Skateboards

Smart

Nerd

Two (+more) friends that wear red

Peter:

Heavily shipped with his friends/people he works with (Wade, Johnny, Harry, Ned, Harley, Mary Jane, Gwen Stacy, Felicia, Matt, Flash)

Queer coded/Bi

Wears red

Photography as a hobby

Skateboards

Smart

Nerd

Two (+ more) friends that wear red

See, basically the same person. “But Connor, when would Tim get bit by the spider, or are you just gonna say he was born with it.” Yes and no, i have no idea how meta powers work in dc, so we’re going with marvel mutants, stick with me.

Tim was born with a mutant (meta) gene, but it doesn’t awaken till he’s nine and gets bitten by the spider. The spider itself is a failed lab experiment from one of the rogues. He gets bit when he’s following batman and robin. It gets him sick and he doesn’t end up following them for a while because his body is changing. The robin (1 to 2) switch happens, Tim’s still in boarding school so he can’t follow them everyday anyways.

“If Tims robin, when does he become spider-man?”

I hc Tim as gender fluid, so he goes by arachnid. Anyways, he becomes that universe’s resident friendly neighbourhood arachnid when his red robin arch happens (AND HE STAYS AS ARACHNID, NO GOING BACK TO ROBIN SHIT!) Dick still tries (and fails) to get him to go to therapy, all that good stuff. He still meets Pru, Owen, and Z. They (minus Pru) dies. You know how the red robin arch goes. Explosion and losing spleens.

Now, this had derailed so much, but i’m going to derail it even more. Anita Fite is this worlds Deadpool, and Cissie King-Jones is this worlds Daredevil. Why is this? Because i said so, anyways this is how it works.

When being trained by her mother, Cissie gets into an accident, loses her sight, that goops/ooze things makes her “see” the world like Matt does. She proceeds to relearn archery with her disability, she becomes arrowette, then retires like in canon. But later on, she can’t just sit by and let everything happen. She goes to college and gets a law degree, she quits being an actresses. She opens a lawyer place thingy. But its not enough. So she dawns the mantle daredevil.

Anita Fite’s parents get kidnapped as an attempt to draw Empress out of hiding. She comes to get her parents back, but they get killed in the process. She gets nocked out, then when she wakes up she can regenerate and can’t die. She feels like she can’t go back to young justice so she takes up jobs as merc. Taking the name Deadpool.

Why did i decide to add them into why i think tim drake’s meta ability would be spiderman. This was because i was trying to get you guys to think about my team red! Tim, Cisse, & Anita. *insert evil laugh*

I will be drawing art for this later. Good day (do you guys want more of this, because i want more of it, and have to the one make it.)

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that-lazy-animator · 1 month ago

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I got motivation so I'm going to post my whole head Cannons/Au for slendytubbies!

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slendytubbies headcanon.

Nick-Name: Snow ball (Miles and Lenny) Bunny (Ron) W.t (Everyone)

☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆Name : Guardian or Walton.

age: 46-49

birthday: March 31

Sex : N (Non-binary)

sexuality : bisexual and ace

pronouns : All/Any

friends : Ron, Lenny, Anne, Miles (Some times) Dutch, Conner, Sally And Cole.

family: Rainbow (step sister) Luke (Brother?), Tinky-Winky (adopted son), Dipsy (adopted son) Laa-Laa (adopted daughter) And Po (adopted daughter)

Love/crush: Ron (husband)

enemies: Richard. Noo-noo. And Shadow.

Hight: 6’11

species: Teletubby

Likes: Coffee, Quit, reading, and sleeping.

Dislikes: loud noises, screaming.

Status: Alive/Not-infected/married.

Awareness: 100%

physical health: 78%

Mental Health:50%⚠️

infected: 0%

Pet: None

Fact:

Has a coffee addiction.

He is the only tubby with five fingers instead of four.

His tummy screen doesn't work.

He Needs glasses.Is socially awkward. (due to him not having any interactions) and having a bit of social anxiety.

suffers from survivor's guilt and PTSD.

Cat lover.

He has an Irish accent. And heterochromia.

Has a very bad sleep schedule and sometimes doesn't sleep for multiple days.

A bit of a perfectionist.

He's very protective of the main four and does everything in its power to try to rehabilitate them.

Info:

Guardian is a very smart and intelligent tubby. Even when he was at a loss he tried to smile and bring Joyce to others. He's quieter and likes to be by himself rather than talking to other people.

additional info:

Guardian doesn't actually remember why he has to take care of the main 4 (before the infecteds happens) ; it was just the last task the scientists gave him.

He's a main leader of the IRP (infected. Rehabilitation.Program) project.

Voice Clam/Song:

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Name : Miles or Sgt. Miles

Nick-Name: Sgt (Everyone ) Boss (Gary and lenny) Sgt.Mcnugget (Guardian)

age: 40-46

birthday: October 1st

Sex : M

sexuality : bisexual (In the closet)

pronouns : Him/He

friends : Conner and dutch (his best friends) Anne, and Guardian (sometimes)

family: Stacy (younger sister), Sebastian (half-brother), Drake (Older brother). Martha (mother). Mr.William (stepdad), and Dave (Dad). Jett (adopted kid) and Kyle (adopted kid)

Love/crush: Anne (Crush)

enemies: Richard (Ex-Best friend), Noo-noo. And Dave.

Hight: 10’11

species: Teletubby

Likes: alcohol, cigarettes, cats, reading.

Dislikes: Gary, infections, his dad.

Status: Alive/Not-infected/single.

awareness: 100%

physical health: 99%

Mental health: 78%

infected: 0%

Pet: buggy (a Saint Bernard) ( he's actually the military's dog but miles is the one who takes care of him)

Fact:

is a big softy but never shows it to people besides Anne.

He cares about the Guardian but never says it to his face.

I Love cats. And dogs.

Pretty good with kids. ( it's a 50/50 with him he can protect your kids and teach them good lessons but also probably teach your kids how to swear. So pick your poison)

He smokes quite often but doesn't drink as much. (he reasoning is because he “doesn't want to be like his father”) {and he does tries to quit smoking for Jett}

He is completely blind in his left eye.

He has pretty severe burn scars due to an accident.

A bit suicidal.

Anne can easily beat his ass which embarrasses him.

Mama's boy.

Very overprotective of his family especially his younger sister.

Miles is part Russian and can speak fluent Russian.

Info:

Miles can be a very nice and compassionate person but due to the mistreatment and abuse he suffered during his childhood and adulthood he feels like he can't show emotions without being deemed weak.

additional info:

Voice Clam/Song:

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Name : Anne

Nick-Name: Pinky (Miles) misses (Guardian)

age: 41

birthday: December 5th

Sex : F

sexuality : Pansexual

pronouns : She/Her

friends : Sin, dutch, miles, Guardian, conner, Lenny, Gary, Zach, and luck.

family: Adam (younger brother) Jett (adopted son), Kyle (adopted son)

Love/crush: none

enemies: Rich and noo-noo.

Hight: 7’6

species: Teletubby

Likes: tea, cookies, baking and taking care of the kids.

Dislikes: yelling, miles being an asshole

Status: Alive/single/Not infected.

awareness: 100%

physical health: 99%

Mental Health: 87%

infected: 0%

Pet: None.

Fact:

Has the next highest rank in the military.

Anne is one of the strongest soldiers, even stronger than Miles.

Anne usually tries to find the good and things, trying to keep everyone else's Spirits out.

Has a bunch of burn scars all over her body due to an accident.

A very kind of polite woman

very polite to the soldiers.

will kick someone's ass if she has to.

Cat lover.

Acts like a mother figure to a lot of the soldiers and children.

She can speak fluid German.

Info:

She is a sweet, compassionate woman who is very short but very sweet. She is caring to everyone she meets no matter what.

additional info:

She was a rebellious teenager when she was a kid.

Voice Clam/Song:

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#slendytubbies 3 #slendytubbies #slendytubbies headcanon #headcanon #slt #Slt headcanon #headcanons #headcanon info #Au #Au slendytubbies #slendytubbies au #slendytubbies guardian #Guardian #slendytubbies miles #slendytubbies sgt.miles #Anne #slendytubbies anne #Sgt.miles

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fantasyandromancelover · 9 months ago

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Spider-Man AU Act 1

Inspired by literally every movie and TV adaption of Spider-Man there is, and in a case where there are not one but three main heroes.

Peter Parker/Spider-Man (Raimi’s Version) - Alastor

Peter Parker/Spider-Man (Webb's Version) - Angel Dust

Peter Parker/Spider-Man (MCU Version) - Moxxie

Mary-Jane Watson - Charlie

Gwen Stacy - Vaggie

Michelle Jones - Millie

Harry Osborn - Blitzo

Ned Leeds - Fizzarolli

Uncle Ben and Aunt May - Alastor's parents

J Jonah Jameson - Husk

Norman Osborn/The Green Goblin - Adam

Dr. Curt Conners/The Lizard - Asmodeus

Dr. Otto Octavius/Doctor Octopus - Sir Pentious

Max Dillion/Electro - Travis

Adrian Toomes/The Vulture - Chazwick

Flash Thompson - Striker

John Jameson - Vortex

Liz Alan - Queen Bee

P.S I stink at hero and villain names.

In 1980, Etienne, Henrion, and Carlo "Crimson" Hansen were brothers who started out as petty thieves living on the streets. But later in life they were employed by a mysterious crime lord who dealt in illegal experimentation, drug smuggling, and seizing control of other corporate businesses. As they years went by Henrion and Crimson revealed in the money and power that organized crime gave them but Etienne gradually grew to regret it upon seeing just how dangerous their boss's operations were and even more so after he fell in love his long-time girlfriend Marie. In time all three brothers had one son, Etienne's and Crimson's were born through marriage while Henrion's came from a one night stand with a hooker. When Etienne became a father he decided to quit and live a life of honest work, begging his brothers to the same for their sons but they both refused.

Then a year later in 1986, Etienne received a call from Crimson's wife begging him to come help her, insisting that her husband has gone mad and that she needs to escape with her child. Etienne agrees to help but knows his brothers will seek retribution, so he arranges for himself, his family, his sister in-law, and his nephew to go into hiding until the heat dies down. Unfortunately when he goes to get Crimson's wife and one year old son he finds her dead, having been killed by Crimson and is knocked out. When he wakes up he learns that Henrion and Crimson have kidnapped his own son and later discovers that all three boys were being used as test subjects for their boss's experiment to advance human D.N.A. Apparently older test subjects were unable to survive the effects and younger ones were suspected to have a stronger system. Engraged that his brothers would stoop to this Etienne kills them both, takes his nephews to raise his own alongside his son, and left town with his family to start a new life, changing their name from Hansen to Devalcourt.

Fourteen years later, seventeen year old cousins Alastor and Anthony "Angel" and their fifteen year old cousin Maximus "Moxxie" have been brought up in a loving and nurturing environment provided by Etienne and Marie and all three are blessed with extremely high IQ's and intellectual gifts. But upon reaching the teen years they develop their own personal issues. Alastor is a socially awkward nerd who is constantly mocked and bullied by his peers, Angel is a rebellious punk who acts out to deal with feelings of abandonment and is belittled by most of his teachers, and Moxxie is always trying to fit in only to constantly be rejected. Despite this they do have some friends. Alastor’s rich high school classmate Blitzo who's father is the owner of a corporate company, Moxxie’s fellow theater geek Fizzarolli who is also bullied due to being held back several years, and the boys’s beautiful next door neighbor and childhood friend Charlotte “Charlie", who Alastor has secretly been in love with since he was six.

One day the school takes a field trip to a genetics lab run by Doctor Asmodeus Rapha, a brilliant scientist and former science teacher for the boys, and among the few to recognize Angel’s potential. Asmodeus unveils his latest invention for all to see, the Neogenic Recombinator, a device that crosses science with spiritual forces to create a whole new form of healing and advancing one's natural abilities. However the effects of the device have so far be unstable due to the fact that all the recent test subjects of it can't handle to extreme change in their blood and D.N.A. They are also introduced to Asmodeus's workers Travis and Chazwick, his pretty young intern and Charlie's best friend Vaggie who takes an instant dislike of the boys, believing them to be trouble makers.

During a tour of the lab, Stiker the school bully and his gang grab Moxxie and drag him off somewhere to beat him up. Alastor and Angel come to his defense which results in a fight breaking out and one of them hitting the Neogenic Recombinator. The device is turned on and it hits Alastor, Angel, and Moxxie with a blast but nothing seems to happen to them so they quickly run home, to avoid getting into trouble. However in actuality they have been given super natural, demonic, powers and skills without any negative side effects due to their blood and D.N.A having been made stronger cause of the experiments made on them at a young age. All three have super-strength and genius level intelligence but Alastor can control and morph with shadows, produce tendrils as a means to climb and swing, and his given heightened senses. Angel has advanced speed and agility, instinctive combat skills, and producing a paralyzing venom. And Moxxie can shapeshift, has healing and regenerative powers, and can build any form of device, weapon, or force.

At first the boys just use their powers to benefit themselves. With Angel using his to intimate local thugs who mugged him for money, Moxxie getting revenge on Striker and hid gang, and Alastor signing up for a wrestling match to win a thousand dollars, money which he intends to use to help his parents with their money problems. Charlie happens to notice that Alastor and his cousins are acting different and she informs Etienne and Marie of her worries. Etienne, secretly fearing that they might make the same mistake he and his brothers made, has a talk with all three of them but Moxxie and Angel get angry and snap at him to stop trying to be their father. When he talks to Alastor, just before dropping him off at what he thinks is a trip to the library, Etienne confesses to Alastor the whole story about him and his brothers. He warns him that while in the beginning they were only trying to take care of themselves and their family, in the end it lead them down at dark path of murder and betrayal. Then he tells Alastor that as the oldest he has to look after the family should something happen to Etienne and he gives his son the advice "With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility." Alastor only brushes off the advice, telling his father that he has no responsibility to Angel or Moxxie because technically they're not his brothers and unlike his father, he didn't choose to look after them. That was just saddled on him.

Turns out Alastor had lied to his father about going to the library and was really going to the wrestling match he secretly signed up for. With his powers, he easily beats his opponent and wins the match but is cheated out of the money by the crooked sponsor. Shortly after said sponsor is robbed and Alastor let's the thief get away as revenge. Later as Alastor waits for his father to pick him up, he discovers that a car jacker shot his father and Etienne dies in his son's arms. Heartbroken and enraged, Alastor hunts down the murderer but is horrified to find that the killer is the same thief he let get away. Alastor is now condemned with guilt, convinced that his father's death was his fault and Angel and Moxxie are also stricken with guilt for how they treated their uncle. At Etienne's funeral Charlie, Blitzo, Fizzaroli, and Vaggie comfort the boys and Marie. Alastor then swears on his father's grave that he'll make things right and always look after the family no matter what.

Meanwhile Blitzo has always felt neglected by his father and is desperate to win his approval. So desperate that he begins taking drugs to be good at sports and become a star athlete, ditching his real friends to hang with the popular crowd, and sets out to woo Charlie despite knowing that Alastor has loved her for years. Charlie tells Blitzo that she's not sure if she wants to be his girlfriend but she agrees to date him to see where this goes. At the moment Charlie isn't really looking for a relationship, she's too busy trying to achieve a career in acting yet unfortunately no one really supports that dream except for her Vaggie, Moxxie, and Alastor. One night Charlie has a fight with her father over her career choice and Alastor invites her out to comfort her. As they talk Charlie confesses that she always admired Etienne for being a devoted and supportive father, calling him a hero to which Alastor agrees. He then confesses that he believes himself to be a disappointment to his father and that he may never be the man he wanted him to be. But Charlie just kindly assured him that he's better than he thinks and that someday he'll be a hero just like Etienne was.

This inspires Alastor, Agnel, and Moxxie to honor Etienne's wish for them to be good men by using their powers to defend the innocent from evil. Donning masked costumes, they fight crime and save lives as honorable vigilantes with demonic powers and skills. This earns them the names the Demon Deer, the Spider Sinner, and the Incredible Imp. However despite their heroics, newspaper publisher Husk is convinced that the three of them are villains and vows to find proof as this by hiring Alastor as the newspaper's photographer due to him being the only one able to get a clear picture of the heroes. Meanwhile Angel decides to clean up his punk act by taking up an internship with Asmodeus which allows him to work alongside Vaggie who is soon impressed by his hidden genius and Moxxie helps Charlie further her acting career by getting her involved wit his acting trope.

Unknown to everyone including Blitzo, his father Adam is secretly the crime lord Etienne used to work for years ago and has been building his own criminal empire to run the city. At some point Adam decides that he wants to use the Neogenic Recombinator on himself despite Asmodeus's warnings of the danger. The device does in fact give Adam supernatural powers and skills but because his body and D.N.A has no immunity or stabilizing factor like Alastor and his cousins do, he is driven insane and becomes a villain known as the Dark Archangel. At a world unity fair where Adam was supposed to meet his son and Charlie, the Dark Archangel arrives and assassinates a rival crime boss attending the event. Alastor as the Deer Demon fights him but has to let him escape when Charlie falls from a building amidst the chaos. He catches her in time and she can't help but feel that there's something familiar about her savior.

Adam continues to plan the murders of his competition but many of his attempts are thwarted by Deer Demon, Spider Sinner, and the Incredible Imp. Eventually he realizes he can't take all three of them so he kidnaps his employees Asmodeus, Travis, and Chazwick and uses the Neogenic Recombinator to mutate them into villains that he unleashes on to the city to distract the heroes. Travis and Chazwick are both gleefully embrace their new, sadistic identity but Asmodeus tries to fight it and goes to Angel and Vaggie for help. The two of them and Alastor keep him secretly contained and run experiments on him into order to find a cure for the mutation. During this Angel and Vaggie grow closer and after a surprise kiss, they start a relationship. Alastor and Charlie grow closer too much to Blitzo's jealousy. On a rainy night, Alastor and Charlie share a romantic moment just after a failed audition where he encourages her to keep holding on to her dreams. She walks home alone but Alastor notices some men following her and sneaks after them through the shadows. The men try to gang rape Charlie but the Deer Demon saves her again. Thinking that it was Alastor who saved her, she kisses him in the rain but is shocked and embarrassed when they part and she sees that it's not Al. Or so she thinks.

At Thanksgiving, Charlie, Vaggie, Fizzarolli, Blitzo, and his father are invited to spend the holiday with the boys and Marie. At first the dinner goes well but then Adam sees a photo of Etienne, recognizing him as his former employee which rouses suspicion. He also finds out that Charlie happens to be the daughter of his ex fiance Lilith who left him to be with his best friend Lucifer from college. Adam suddenly starts acting rude, berates Blitzo and reveals that he's been taking drugs, taunts Moxxie about his father killing his mother, and calls Charlie a gold-digging whore. Moxxie runs off with Fizzarolli following to comfort him and Charlie is reduced to tears. Blitzo doesn't defend any of them out of fear but Alastor respectfully tells Adam to leave and warns him never to speak that way about his family or Charlie again. When Adam is gone Blitzo tries to comfort Charlie but she rejects him and retreats into Alastor's arms, seeing that he only was interested in her to impress his father.

Adam, having never known that any of the Hansen brothers had children until now, uses his illegal connections to pull up concealed information about their background and discovers the experiments done on the boys. This causes him to deduce that Alastor, Angel, and Moxxie are the Deer Demon, the Spider Sinner, and the Incredible Imp. He chooses to punish them by striking at their hearts and preying on the people they love most. First he has Chazwick attack Fizzarolli and force unstable drugs into his system which leads to an overdose. Next he has Travis release Asmodeus and set him up to be hunted and put down by animal control. Finally as The Dark Archangel, he breaks in and terrifies Marie to the point that she has a heart attack. Alastor and Charlie stay at the hospital to look after Marie and Fizzarolli while Moxxie and Angel look for Asmodeus and the other villains.

At some point Blitzo comes to the hospital to apologize and make amends but backs out upon seeing Alastor and Charlie embrace. He goes home that night and reveals to his father that Charlie prefers Alastor over him and that Alastor has always loved her. This reminds Adam of when Lilith chose Lucifer over him and he assumes that Alastor and Charlie purposely hurt his son. He kidnaps Charlie and uses her as bait to lure Alastor to the Brooklyn Bridge. Alastor goes there as the Deer Demon and finds the Dark Archangel holding her and a tram car of children hostage. He forces Alastor to choose whom he wants to save and drops them both but Alastor manages to save both Charlie and the children. Adam refusing to let him win, sends Chazwick, and Travis to kill them all but though Angel and Moxxie arrive just in time to hold them off long enough for Alastor to get everyone to safety.

During this Vaggie finally creates a cure and sets out to use it. She finds Asmodeus and cures him just before his shot by the authorities then races to the bridge to cure the others. But things soon take a tragic turn. As Moxxie is curing Chazwick, Travis electrocutes him to the point that he can't move and throws Vaggie from the bridge. Angel catches her with his webbing but he finds her motionless and unresponsive. And Adam grabs Alastor and subjects him to a brutal beating him. However when Adam brags about how he will kill his mother, his cousins, his friends, and for last subject Charlie to a slow and painful death, Alastor becomes so enraged that he gains the upper hand, and nearly kills him. Adam reveals himself and begs for forgiveness while subtly getting his glider ready to impale Alastor from behind. Warned by his senses, he dodges the attack, and the glider mortally impales Adam instead. Adam dies with a torn piece of the Deer Demon's suit in his hand and when Blitzo later finds it on his father's body, he assumes the Deer Demon killed his father and swears revenge.

In the end Chazwick and Travis are cured and arrested for their crimes while Asmodeus is given proper treatment. Marie and Fizzarolli both recover but the incident at the bridge leaves Vaggie comatose and Moxxie paralyzed from the waste down, unknown if he'll ever walk again. Blaming himself for what happened to Vaggie, Angel gives up being the Spider Sinner and a protective Alastor forbids Moxxie from ever being the Incredible Imp again, choosing to take the burden on his own. Charlie confesses to Alastor that she loves him and they kiss, but he feels he must protect her from the attention of his enemies. So he hides his true feelings and tells Charlie that they can only be friends. She sadly accepts this but is left wondering if there's more to what he said due to the familiarity of their kiss. Alastor goes with Angel to visit Moxxie in the hospital all while recalling his late father's words and accepting his responsibility as the Deer Demon.

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cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga · 3 months ago

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I WAS NOT EXPECTING STACY PONYTAIL JUMPSCARE PLUS HER CASUAL OUTFIT SHOWING OFF BOTH THE CLEAVAGE AN NAVEL HOT DAMN!

#Maji de watashi ni Koi Shinasi!#Maji de watashi ni Koi Shinasi #Majikoi #Stacy Conners

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mrsbrookemunson · 2 years ago

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Spider-Man | Andrew!Peter x Fem!Reader

Prompt: This is when Peter Parker gets his powers in the movie, except you're right there with him as his best friend.

Genre: Fluff with underlying angst

Warnings: Swearing, canon fighting, mentions of injuries (Reader gets hit in the face with a skateboard, and whacked in the stomach with a pole), Peter's low key kind of mean to the reader (but cares), arguments, Peter likes Gwen, implied chubby!reader, it is the subway, and aftermath scene from the movie. Definitely a few typos

Word Count: 3445

A/N: I actually wrote a whole bestfriend!reader x Peter Parker series and never posted it, so let me know if you want part two.

| Part One | Part Two |

It all happened when Peter Parker said he was going to try to find some Dr. Conners that knew his dad back in the day, plain and simple. And me being the bestest friend I am, I waited at a coffee shop—did all my homework, not to brag… it’s a process!—so that he didn’t have to go home—which happens to be next to mine—on the subway alone. Plain. And. Simple.

“There you are!” I exclaimed, happily. “You know when someone says they’re five minutes away, I’d like to believe they are indeed… five minutes away.” I stood up, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my coat, the chill air having not gone away in the city of New York for a while.

Peter gave me an apologetic smile. “Sorry! I just… have a lot on my mind, and I’m tired,” he explained, sounding distant.

I narrowed my eyes at him in question. He definitely seems off. “Ah, it’s okay, you know I can’t stay mad at you.” I widely smiled, slapping him on the arm which causes him to jolt. “So, how was it?” Did you find Dr. Conners?”

He nodded, “I did.”

I raised an eyebrow at him, “And?”

“And–what? We didn’t talk, I couldn’t get him alone.”

I frowned. “Next time then…” I assured. “Anything else that happened that I should know about?”

He shook his head. “Nothing of importance.” His lips twitched up for a second afterwards. “But… Gwen Stacy was there.”

My heart hammered, “That girl you’re madly in love with?”

He laughed my statement off, awkwardly. “I’m not in love with her,” he protested weakly. “Just interested is all.”

I let out an absentminded hum.

At that moment the train came hustling in with an abrupt stop.

Saved by the subway.

“Shall we?” I tilted my head towards it.

“We shall,” he replied.

If I knew that Peter would’ve fallen asleep on the train, I also wouldn’t have drifted off… but I did… honestly… kind of worth it.

His feet were elevated, resting against the wall beside my head in his lying down position. I, on the other hand, was sitting upright, my neck craned back in a very uncomfortable manner. I was surprised we both dozed with the group of drunks beside us causing a ruckus. The group, stupidly, danced and laughed, the smell of cigarettes and beer burned my nostrils.

Suddenly I was woken up when Peter made a harsh movement up.

What I didn’t expect to see was him attached to the roof of the transport. “P–Peter?” I rubbed my eyes in the slight chance I was dreaming.

Everyone stared at him in a tense silence, including me.

Peter looked at his hands which stuck onto the metal, hesitantly letting go, sending him down to the ground. “Are you okay?” I asked, concerned, kneeling down beside him to help him up.

“Yeah,” he answered, unsure. “You did see that right?”

I opened my mouth to answer, but get cut off by one of the girls present, “Disgusting, now I smell my beer.”

I had to resist the strong urge to roll my eyes. Because that’s what’s important.

Peter, being Peter, looked at her in alarm, and guilt. “Uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “I didn’t mean to…” His voice dragged when he tried to pull his hand away.

“Peter?” I eyed him, weirded out at the turn of events that took place

“I didn’t–I didn’t,” he stuttered, still struggling his hand away.

An older man walked up to Peter, a tough persona displayed. “Get your hand off her!” he commanded.

Peter looked at the man, fearfully.

“I’m trying to get my—”

“Can’t you see he’s trying!” I shouted.

The guy, now angry, pushed Peter away from the girl, his hand took her shirt along with him. A couple of the surrounding guys laughed, staring.

“Well, that’s one way of getting your hand off of her,” I joked, but Peter didn’t react.

The man that pushed Peter gets more riled up from this action, “Are you kidding?”

Peter held onto one of the hand bars that he was previously rammed into, looking away from the girl, respectfully. “I’m sorry.” He raised a hand back, her shirt still latched onto the palm of his hand.

“Are you freakin’ kidding me?!” the man shouted.

“Hey! It’s not his fault,” I argued in his defense. “Can’t you see he was trying to? Technically you were the one that pushed him, which led to the accidental taking off of this… lady’s shirt, so–technically–it’s your fault.”

I noticed in the corner of my eye Peter trying to pull his hand away from the hand bar just as I heard, “Hey, get him, Rudy, I got the girl.”

“What?!” I raised my hands up in defense. “Isn’t this whole thing about sticking up for women?”

“Hey!” Ignoring my words the man threw a punch towards Peter who raised a swift leg, kicking the man past me and onto another bench. The man groaned in pain.

“Woah,” I let out, breathless as the man fell to the ground.

“Man, I’m sorry! Oh, man, are you all right?” Peter rambled, turning to look at him.

As if he knew, Peter pushes up kicking another guy that had just about lunged at him, the momentum of it ended with him on his back.

“Take him down! Come on,” a woman shouted.

“Woah hold on–ah!”

I was about to step in when another guy charged towards Peter who kicked up at the guy, doing a kip up, effortlessly landing on his feet. All with still holding onto the hand rail. “Get him, man! Get him!”

There was only one guy left standing, his head whipping to the skateboard on the ground, Peter ever-so-slightly shook his head, eyeing it upsettingly. “No, man, no. Not my board,” he pleaded.

I was just about to grab it when the guy got it first in a flash, winding it back.

“Please, dude, don’t—” Peter didn’t finish his sentence as it was about to hit him, but the impact never came. “Y/n—You!”

Of course, during this part all I saw was pitch black darkness, Peter–thankfully–filled me in on what happened after I was ejected from existence… I can still feel the pain.

The guy with the skateboard still in hand, attempted to swing at Peter for a second time, but Peter manages to kick up once again, and swung around to straddle his own arms in a bent position. Much to Peter’s dismay, the pole broke from the ground, nearly hitting me…

Oh wait—

First he hit the guy who started it all right where the sun didn't shine. “Sorry. Sorry.” Then another guy in the jaw. “Oh.” He turns to look at all the guys lifeless on the ground. “I am so sorry.” And then—

“I’m alive–UGH!” I crouched down, holding my stomach.

Peter finally gained the ability to drop the pole, staring down at his hand in shock.

Coney Island, next stop, the conductor’s voice resonated through the poorly made speakers, repeating it.

“A little help down here,” I squeaked.

Peter snapped his attention to me who was… in a lot of pain. “Oh my—” he cut himself off, rushing to me. “Oh my God, I am so sorry, are you okay? Does it hurt? Of course it hurts, you were hit with a skateboard. Can you remember things? What’s your name? What is my name?” He took my face into his hands, inspecting it carefully. “Why the Hell did you do that? You definitely have a concussion.”

“Peter! Everyone is staring.” I covered his hands which have yet to pull away from my cheeks that felt as though they were on fire.

Peter opened his mouth, but no words came out, shutting it. “Do you think your aunt would be okay if you spent the night?”

“As long as we use protection,” I teased.

Peter’s eyes widened in embarrassment.

“Oh–I didn’t mean–it’s just my aunt always says to… nevermind.”

It was a long ride to the Parker residence from there.

Peter practically sprinted off of the train when we arrived. “Peter!” I screamed due to the amount of distance he put between us.

“Oh, right!” He ran back, not wasting anymore time. “Hop on my back!”

I blinked a few times, “Wh-What?”

“Hop on… my back.” He set his backpack on the ground. “I literally just ripped a metal pole out of the ground, I can carry you.”

I hesitated. “You’ve never been able to carry me before,” I pointed out, sadly. “Not to mention I have a backpack that weighs at least 50 pounds.

“Don’t say it like that, please, you’re probably lighter than air, it’s my fault I’m so weak,” he begs. “Let’s just try.”

“I hate trying.”

“I know you do,” he dismissed, turning around, and kneeling.

“If this goes poorly…” I dragged.

Peter didn't respond, as I cautiously wrapped my legs to straddle his back.

“Okay I–woah!” I gasped when he stood upright. “Okay, okay, okay, you’re holding me up, that’s…”

“Just hold on tight.”

I do as he said, wrapping my arms around his neck, and intertwining my legs around his torso. “Why? You aren’t going to—No!” I shrieked when he starts to sprint again. “Peter!” I tighten edmy grip around him, my face nestled into the crook of his neck. “How are you doing this right now?” I asked, hinting at the fact he’s running with me on his back, with my backpack on, while carrying his backpack, and skateboard, which apparently broke at the second hit at him. It broke off of him.

Can’t deny all of it was attractive, well… what I saw before I was knocked out.

“How did I do any of that stuff?”

I opened my mouth to reply with something clever, but nothing formed.

“See?” he laughed.

I noticed that his face was starting to break out into a cold sweat. “Peter? You’re sweating. I knew this would be too much for you—”

“No! I think it’s the shock, the reaction. You know…” He began to slow down. “I am not beginning to feel too well,” he admitted, starting to stumble a little.

“Okay, you need to let me go. “

“It’s not you, I swear!”

“I’m not saying it is, we’re almost at your house Peter, we can walk from here.”

Giving in, he let me go. And looking at him… he didn’t look too good. Well, he always looks good, but I mean like… he looks ill. “It wasn’t you…” he reassured, shaking his head, spastically.

“Let’s just… get you home, okay?”

I go to grab his hand, but he jerked away. What is happening right now?

We arrived at his house. I opened the door, and ushered Peter inside whilst closing the door behind us. “Uh, hey,” Peter greeted. “Hey, hey.” He walked off without me.

I scrambled to keep up with his long strides as he met up with Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

“Sorry. I’m late–and–uh Y/n's here too.” He gestured toward me as I peak my head around the corner. “We got—”

“We’ve been so worried.” Aunt May stood to block him with a stern expression. “Your aunt too, Y/n!” She pointed to me who sported a sheepish smile.

My eyes looked down at my phone which I had yet to pull out tonight, cringing at the number of voicemails and messages. I sent her a quick one back that I was safe and would be staying the night at Peter’s. “Use protection,” I read my Aunt Yelena’s text in a hushed tone.

“I know. I’m sorry. Watch out!”

I looked up in alarm to see Peter catch something about the size of a fingernail, if not smaller. My feet got the better of me as I made my way towards Peter’s raised hand that rested in front of May’s face to get a better look. My body pushed up just beside Peter’s… I don’t think he noticed.

The fly buzzed as a beat of silence went by, Peter not being able to look at anything besides the insect just in between the pads of his thumb and pointer finger.

“That’s a fly, Peter,” Aunt May commented, her hands pressed against her chest, scared.

Peter, for sure out of it, let go, waving his hand in the air. “Yeah,” he responded, carelessly.

It flew around his head, his eyes following it carefully. “Nice catch,” I whispered. He jumped, dramatically, looking at me as if I was a ghost before looking back at Aunt May.

He wiped his bottom lip, preparing as if to say something, “I’m so sorry I kept you guys up,” he paused. “I’m insensitive, I’m irresponsible, and I’m hungry.” He goes to push past Aunt May, pressing a kiss on her cheek, and handing her half his broken board in the process.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben looked at me for answers, but I could only supply them a weak chuckle. Ben stood up to position himself next to May in the doorway of the kitchen, fitting myself right in between them.

The three of us watched as Peter dug out a yellow plate of what looked to be May’s meatloaf, unwrapping it, then proceeding to eat as if he hasn’t eaten anything in days, letting out breaths of relief. Was I somehow finding this attractive? Yes. “Drinking?” May questioned, eyes glancing at me as a quick analysis to see if I was in the same shape.

Ben, grasped the concept, and looked at me as well. I gave him a helpless shrug.

“What’s this?” Peter asked.

“I don’t think so,” Ben answered to May.

“This is your meat loaf,” Peter concluded chuckling, continuing to lean against the opened fridge door. “This beats all other meat loafs.”

Ben and I gave each other pointed looks of acknowledgement of his words.

“Something is very wrong,” May observed

“Yeah,” Ben started.

“Nobody likes your meat loaf,” Ben and I finished at the same time.

May looked at us both in slight irritation, her previous concerned expression dropping.

I don’t even know how it happened but the next time I saw Peter he was carrying at least seven courses, including ice cream and–is that frozen mac n’ cheese?

Peter slid past the three of us, nearly dropping one of the containers which May immediately reached out to catch, but the crook of Peter’s elbow did the job for her. “I got it,” he affirmed.

“He took the frozen macaroni and cheese,” May voiced.

“I noticed that,” Ben responded.

Ben and May looked at me with another interrogative gaze.

I sucked on my teeth for a moment, “I really can’t answer that for you.”

May looked at Ben and I with a more threatening appearance. “Why didn’t you guys tell me you didn’t like my meat loaf? Especially you Ben!”

“Um…” He gaped at her.

“You could have said that to me 37 years ago—”

“Y/n!” Peter called out from his room.

“You’re on your own Uncle Ben.” I saluted him, making a haste exit away from the conversation.

When I got to Peter’s room I didn’t find him. “Peter?”

“In here,” a muffled voice says.

I went to the bathroom, opening and closing the door to see him splashing water on his face. “Peter, what the hell was that all about?”

“I don’t know,” he sighed.

He stared at his reflection, his hand reaching up at the collar of his shirt, connecting his fingers to something.

“What’s that?” I took a step toward him to inspect. “It looks like—like a string.”

He pulled at it, my eyes meeting what looked to be, “a bite.”

He pulled on the string, a groan of pain escaping past his lips. He goes to look at it, a mixture of emotions flashing across his eyes as it now appear to resemble more of a web than a string. His eyebrows twitched up, as his eyes followed the trail that lead from his right hand to his left. He shuddered a couple of times. I didn’t dare to speak a word, rather just watched, but when I saw the dead spider at the end I nearly screamed.

He looked away from it, blinking twice until they fully close.

“Peter,” I breathed. “You need to go to a hospital, that spider could’ve been deadly.”

He shook his head now looking at me. I traced out his eyes that were bloodshot, a dark shadow casting underneath them. “No, we do not speak of this. I just–I just need some rest. You–you should go home.”

I look at him taken aback. “Yeah. Right. Like I would ever leave you alone knowing this. What if you have a seizure or something? What if your skin starts burning holes? What if—”

“I get it!” he snapped. “Fine. You can stay.”

I gave him a proud smile. “Cool, see you in your room.” I smoothly winked at him, skipping off to allow him a second to himself. What a twist of events.

Beep—

I jumped up when Peter abruptly slammed his fist down on his alarm clock, the whole thing blowing up into bits. “Holy—my God, Peter, you—” My eyes set on the broken pieces of the poor alarm clock that got a taste of his newfound strength, coughing a little from the smoke

His head burrowed into the pillow he had laying on the ground.

Despite having slept in the same bed multiple times, with said new strength Peter argued against it this time, claiming he'd accidentally hurt me in his sleep. With that said, he refused to have me sleep on the floor with my obvious concussion. “How are you feeling?” I asked.

Groggily he got up, storming out, and to the bathroom.

It was less than a minute later when I heard him let out a small cry. “Peter?” I opened the door to see water shooting out from the faucet. “What did you do?” I closed the door in case either May or Ben decided to walk by.

“Do you really need me to answer that?!” he replied, angry. He reached for the towel beside the sink, when the holder for it ripped off the wall.

“Peter, just calm down!” I attempted to ease, as he frantically spun around.

He tried to cover the broken faucet with the piece that he ripped off, eventually throwing the towel over it. His hand went toward the doorknob to the cabinet only to have that also be broken off. In defeat he looked at me.

“How about you try to open this door—” I knock edon the wood behind me, “—as carefully as possible?”

He hesitated, but when I moved out of the way for him to obey, he walked up, only the tips of his fingers holding the doorknob, delicately turning it. Not without another look at me he left, slamming the door. “Thanks Peter,” I huffed, walking out of the bathroom.

When I went into Peter’s room I found him sitting on his bed, toothbrush in one hand, and the doorknob in the other.

“Peter…?” I took soft steps toward him.

He jolted up, turning his head to the side, frantically. He stared at something in horror. He jolted again, moving his whole body to turn toward his window, the blinds were down, the room dim. He held his toothbrush out in front of him as some form of defense. Realizing what he’s doing, he stood up. “I have to get to the bottom of this,” he told me.

“You can say that again,” I laughed, going to his computer.

His foot connected to a piece of paper which he struggled to get off. “You–you don’t have to—” he stammered when I offered to get it for him. “Thanks,” he muttered, sitting on his desk chair.

His typing was faster than lightning, looking up every possible thing about spiders and their bites. Nothing matching his problem. He lightly touches the bite on the back of his neck, a sudden impulse going through him as he typed, ‘Richard parker spider’, but it seemed to fade into random letters.

Peter and I both looked down at his hands which he lifts. Some of the keys, including the spacebar, stuck to his fingers. “Sticky like a spider,” I thought out loud. “You’re like a spider, but a man,” I paused, my tongue darting out to swipe over my lips in concentration. “A Spider-Man.”

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Drinks and Fights

Egotober Day 4: Drink

Egotober by: @tracobuttons

“Chase, are you sure you want another one?” Connor asks from behind the counter, fake concern lacing every word. “That will be your fourth whiskey tonight.”

“I got money, you have- you have the liquor, I don’t see an issue,” Chase replies, fingers tracing the rim of the empty glass.

“The issue is that you’re getting drunk off your ass and I don’t feel like calling an ambulance tonight. ”

“‘m not going to get alcohol poisoning, Connor. I know my limits. Whiskey, please.” Chase can tell that his words are starting to slur together. The beautiful, sweet, poison starting to take effect. His thoughts and emotions transforming into that familiar distant fuzzy feeling. The sounds of crying and laughter, yelling and whispers all merge into one. People around him break into formless shapes.

“Alright man, I just worry about you,” Connor says as he shrugs and starts to pour another glass of his favorite whiskey.

The poison was sweet on his lips and warm in his stomach. The mix of vanilla and grapefruit stayed on his tongue as he came up for air. Chase stared down at the drink, willing his own reflection would appear and not one of the monsters. Blank dull eyes stared back at him. God, is this what he had become? A hollowed out husk whose only use was to be filled with alcohol?

This is what his life had become? Not-so-secret trips to bars and clubs. Hiding in his room while the world spins and moves on without him. Hearing Marvin and Jackie’s muffled laughter through the paper-thin walls and wishing he could join but being too hungover to even move. Skipping breakfast and lunch just so alcohol would hit harder and faster? Was his life slipping through his clenched fingers like grains of sand? Was he going to die in this bar?

“You okay over there man?” Conner asked, ripping Chase out of his drunken spiral.

“Yeah-Yeah, just need some…some air. Can you watch my drink for me?”

“Chase, I got a packed bar and I’m down a bartender. I can’t just drop everything to watch your drink.”

“Oh, uh, right.” Chase’s hands shake as he pulls the plastic card out from his wallet handing it over to Connor. “Close out my tab then. Think I need to go home.”

“Do you want me to call someone for you?” Chase shakes his cotton-filled head no, causing the sweet drink to creep up his throat.

“Just- I’ll just text my brother.” Chase stands up from the bar stool and makes his way to the door. He keeps his head down, eyes on the floor, and walks outside.

Fresh air hits him hard and fast. The chill of winter settling into his old bones. He grabbed his phone from his back pocket, the numbers on the screen all seeming to blur together. The numbers shake, once, twice, before he finally was met with his home screen. He can’t bring himself to fully look at the happy people staring back at him and pushes down on the green messaging app as fast as his drunk body would let him. He clicks the top message knowing it was the only person who would tolerate him in a state like this.

“At Conner’s Place. Can you pick me up?”

“Yeah. I’ll be there in ten minutes. Don’t do anything stupid until then.”

Chase’s hand brushes up against something as he pockets his phone. Something plastic with a hint of metal and a small cardboard box. He wraps his hands around the familiar objects and pulls them out. The smell of nicotine itself made Chase’s body crawl with anticipation. He flicks open the box and pulls the very last stick out. He brings the flame up to the end of the cigarette and inhales the relief. He presses his back against the side of the building, letting the cool bricks soothe his forming headache.

Whispers of Stacy’s complaints bounce in his head as he continues to inhale the stick of toxin. “Were you smoking again? You know that smell gives me migraines.” “Are those bruises? Where did you get those?” “I can’t talk to you while you smell like this. Go take a shower then we can talk.”

A swift kick to his thigh jolts him back to the real world. A group of twenty-somethings surround him, their angry drunk eyes staring down at him.

"Didn't you hear me?" One of them slurs.

“Fuck off.” Chase manages to grumble out to the group.

“Hey, I just want a cigarette! No need to be so fucking rude.”

“Don’t have anymore.” Chase pushes himself up, his head throbbing as the world spins around him. He forces his feet to walk through the group of kids. He feels a hand pull him back and shove him against the wall. The group laughs as Chase lets out a small grunt, the force sending hot bile to his throat.

“I was talkin’ to you! Don’t be fucking rude!”

“I don’t have anymore.” Chase can feel the vitriol, the anger, the hatred he had been smothering for years bubble up in his chest. The stranger's fist misses his face by just a few centimeters. He could feel the anger spread like fire from his chest to his arm, his fist. Every enemy, from doctors to cops, to lawyers, to fucking Anti, seemed to merge into the man in front of him.

“Hey!” A familiar voice shouts out as a car door slams, snapping Chase out of his rage. “Get the fuck away from him or I’ll call the fucking cops!”

The stranger looks back at Chaser, a drunken scowl on his face as he takes a step away from Chase. His hands in the air, faking any sort of innocence.

Chase watches as a clearly exhausted Marvin seems to skip through time. Coming closer at clumps at a time. His power replacing any anger or confidence Chase’s attackers once had. Chase can’t tell if this was a drunken hallucination or if Marvin was just that angry but, Marvin’s body was surrounded by a beautiful green aura.

“If I ever see any of your faces again,” Marvin warns as he slips his soft hand into Chase’s. “I’ll fucking destroy you.” Chase leans against his friend letting him drag him back to the car. The door slams behind him, rattling the entire vehicle. Chase leans up against the window and closes his eyes. Thank fuck for Marvin.

“Just…rest up okay, Chaser,” Marvin says starting up the car. “I’ll getcha home safe.”

“Okay. Thanks, Marv.”

“Of course. Just…rest up.”

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Prequels are hard to write. Don't recommend.

This is (kinda?) prequel to this

Have a good day

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MARVEL - WHAT I WRITE FOR

ABOUT ME - RULES - TAGS I USE - WHAT I WRITE FOR NAVIGATION - QUEUE - MASTERLIST NAVIGATION - OUTDATED MASTERLIST - ANON LIST / TAG LIST

Marvel media included: The Spectacular Spider-Man, Ultimate Spider-Man 2012, The Amazing Spider-Man, Into The Spider-Verse, Across The Spider-Verse, Insomniac's Spider-Man, X-Men: The Animated Series, X-Men '97, X-Men: Evolution, Fox's X-Men, Wolverine and The X-Men, Fantastic Four 2005-2007, Marvel Rivals.

The Spectacular Spider-Man -

Alexander O'Hirn / Rhino

Curtis ' Curt ' Conners / Lizard

Edward ' Eddie ' Charles Allan Brock / Venom

Elizabeth ' Liz ' Allen

Eugene ' Fash ' Thompson / Venom

Felicia Hardy / Black Cat

Flint Marko / Sandman

Gwendolyn ' Gwen ' Stacy

Harold Theopolis ' Harry ' Osborn

Jackson W. Brice / Montana / Shocker

Mark Allan / Molten Man

Mary Jane ' MJ ' Watson

Maxwell ' Max ' Dillon / Electro

Otto Gunther Octavius / Doctor Octopus

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Quentin Beck / Mysterio

Ultimate Spider-Man 2012 -

Amadeus Cho / Iron Spider

Ava Ayala / White Tiger

Ben Reilly / Scarlet Spider

Daniel Thomas ' Danny ' Rand / Iron Fist

Eugene ' Flash ' Thompson / Agent Venom

Harold Theopolis ' Harry ' Osborn / Patrioteer / Anti-Venom

Lucas ' Luke ' Cage / Power Man

Mary Jane ' MJ ' Watson / Spider-Woman

Miles Gonzalo Morales / Kid Arachnid

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Samuel ' Sam ' Alexander / Nova

The Amazing Spider-Man 2012 - 2014 -

Curtis ' Curt ' Conners / Lizard

Gwendolyn ' Gwen ' Stacy

Harold Theopolis ' Harry ' Osborn / Green Goblin

Maxwell ' Max ' Dillon / Electro

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Spider-Man : Into / Across The Spider-Verse -

Ben Reilly / Scarlet Spider

Gwendolyn ' Gwen ' Stacy / Ghost-Spider / Spider-Woman

Hobart ' Hobie ' Brown / Spider-Man / Spider-Punk

Jessica Drew / Spider-Woman

Margo Kess / Spiderbyte

Miles Gonzalo Morales / Spider-Man

Miles Gonzalo Morales / The Prowler

Pavitr Prabhakar / Spider-Man India

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Noir

Marvels Spider-Man 1/2 and Miles Morales -

Felicia Hardy / Black Cat

Harold Theopolis ' Harry ' Osborn

MacDonald ' Mac ' Gargan / Scorpion

Martin Li / Mister Negative

Mary Jane ' MJ ' Watson

Miles Gonzalo Morales / Spider-Man

Otto Gunther Octavius / Doctor Octopus

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Phin Mason / The Tinkerer

Silver Sablinova / Silver Sable

Yuriko ' Yuri ' Watanabe / Wraith

X-Men : The Animated Series / '97 -

Anna Marie Darkhölme / Rogue

Henry Phillip ' Hank ' McCoy / Beast

James ' Logan ' Howlett / Weapon X / Wolverine

Jean Elaine Grey / Marvel Girl / Phoenix / Dark Phoenix

Jubilation Lee / Jubilee

Kevin Sydney / Morph

Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler

Lucas Bishop

Madelyne Pryor / The Goblin Queen

Max Eisenhardt / Erik Magnus Lehnsherr / Magneto

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Pietro Django Maximoff / Quicksilver

Piotr ' Peter ' Nikolayevich Rasputin / Colossus

Raven Darkhölme / Raven

Remy Etienne LeBeau / Gambit

Roberto ' Bobby ' Da Costa / Sunspot

Scott Summers / Cyclops

Wanda Django Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

X-Men : Evolution -

Alexander Summers / Alexander Masters / Havok

Amara Juliana Olivians Aquilla / Alison Crestmere / Magma

Anna Marie Darkhölme / Rogue

Danielle ' Dani ' Moonstar / Psyche / Mirage

Evan Daniels / Spyke

Frederick J. ' Fred ' Dukes

Henry Phillip ' Hank ' McCoy / Beast

James ' Logan ' Howlett / Weapon X / Wolverine

James Arthur Madrox / Multiple

Jean Elaine Grey / Marvel Girl / Phoenix / Dark Phoenix

Jubilation ' Jubilee ' Lee

Katherine Anne ' Kitty ' Pryde / Shadowcat

Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler

Lance Alvers / Avalanche

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Pietro Django Maximoff / Quicksilver

Piotr ' Peter ' Nikolayevich Rasputin / Colossus

Rahne Sinclair / Wolfsbane

Raven Darkhölme / Mystique

Ray Carter / Berserker

Remy Etienne LeBeau / Gambit

Robert Louis ' Bobby ' Drake / Iceman

Roberto ' Bobby ' Da Costa / Sunspot

Samuel Zachary Guthrie / Cannonball

Scott Summers / Cyclops

St. John Allerdyce / Pyro

Tabitha Smith / Boom Boom

Todd Tolansky / Toad

Wanda Django Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Warren Kenneth Worthington III / Angel

X-23

Fox X-Men Movies (All Timelines) -

Alexander Summers / Alexander Masters / Havok

Anna Marie D'Ancanto / Rogue

Charles Francis Xavier / Professor X

Henry Phillip ' Hank ' McCoy / Beast

James ' Logan ' Howlett / Weapon X / Wolverine

Jean Elaine Grey / Marvel Girl / Phoenix / Dark Phoenix

Jubilation ' Jubilee ' Lee

Katherine Anne ' Kitty ' Pryde / Shadowcat

Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler

Max Eisenhardt / Erik Magnus Lehnsherr / Magneto

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Peter Django Maximoff / Quicksilver

Raven Darkhölme / Mystique

Remy Etienne LeBeau / Gambit

Robert Louis ' Bobby ' Drake / Iceman

Roberto ' Bobby ' Da Costa / Sunspot

Scott Summers / Cyclops

Sean Cassidy / Banshee

St. John Allerdyce / Pyro

Warren Kenneth Worthington III / Angel

Wolverine and The X-Men -

Anna Marie Darkhölme / Rogue

Emma Grace Frost / White Queen

Henry Phillip ' Hank ' McCoy / Beast

James ' Logan ' Howlett / Weapon X / Wolverine

Jean Elaine Grey / Marvel Girl / Phoenix / Dark Phoenix

Jonathon Silvercloud / Forge

Jubilation ' Jubilee ' Lee

Julian Keller / Hellion

Katherine Anne ' Kitty ' Pryde / Shadowcat

Kurt Wagner / Nightcrawler

Laura Kinney / X-23 / Wolverine

Lorna Sally Dane / Polaris

Mortimer Toynbee / Toad

Neena Thurman / Domino

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Pietro Django Maximoff / Quicksilver

Piotr ' Peter ' Nikolayevich Rasputin / Colossus

Raven Darkhölme / Mystique

Remy Etienne LeBeau / Gambit

Robert Louis ' Bobby ' Drake / Iceman

Sarah Rushman / Marrow

Scott Summers / Cyclops

Wanda Django Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Warren Kenneth Worthington III / Angel

Fantastic Four 2005 - 2007 -

Ben Grimm / The Thing

Johnny Storm / The Human Torch

Richard Reeds / Mister Fantastic

Susan Storm / The Invisible Woman

Marvel Rivals -

Adam Warlock

T'Challa / Black Panther

Natalia 'Natasha' Romanova / Black Widow

Steven 'Steve' Rogers / Captain America

Tyrone 'Ty' Johnson / Cloak

Tandy Bowen / Dagger

Stephen Strange / Doctor Strange

Groot

Clinton 'Clint' Barton / Hawkeye

Hela

Robert Bruce Banner

Hulk

Lin Lie / Iron Fist

Anthony 'Tony' Stark / Iron Man

Loki Laufeyson

Seol Hee / Luna Snow

Illyana Rasputina / Magik

Max Eisenhardt / Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto

Mantis

Marc Spector / Moon Knight

Steven Grant / Moon Knight

Jake Lockley / Moon Knight

Namor McKenzie

Peni Parker

Sai / Psylocke

Rocket Raccoon

Wanda Django Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Peter Benjamin Parker / Spider-Man

Doreen Green / Squirrel Girl

Peter Jason Quill / Star-Lord

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Francis 'Frank' Castle / The Punisher

Thor Odinson

Edward 'Edide' Brock

Venom

James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes / Winter Soldier

James Howlett / Logan / Wolverine

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romancemedia · 2 years ago

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M'gann and Gwen longing for Conner and Peter

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dw-flagler · 3 months ago

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okay, so:

back in the 70s, Spider-Man's Clone Saga was a thing. A lot happened, but the long and short of it was this: Gwen Stacy was killed by the green goblin in Amazing Spider-Man 121. A while later, she seemingly comes back to life. This is revealed to be a plot of the supervillain The Jackal, who created clones of peter and gwen because he could just do that. Peter fights the clone, one of them dies, and they assume that the surviving peter is the original. There's another clone saga, which was widely panned, but the important thing for my post here is Ultimate Spider-Man (2000-2009).

We have to establish a couple things first, though. So in USM issue 31, Gwen Stacy's dad, John Stacy, is killed by a spider-man impersonator (for honestly some really stupid reasons but whatever), and Gwen is formally adopted by May, moving in with her and Peter in issue 32.

Now, shortly after this, the venom saga happens. It differs from most versions in that the symbiotes, in the ultimate universe, are not aliens, but instead human-made living organisms. They were made by Edward Brock Sr. and Richard Parker, and peter's parents are killed because Richard refuses to make the suits weapons. Eddie Brock Jr. (Peter's childhood friend, current college student, and pedophile) recreates one of the symbiotes, and eventually it bonds with Eddie to become Venom in issue 37.

Anyway, some other stuff happens, and then in Issue 57, Gwen finds out that Peter is Spider-Man. She confronts him in Issue 59, and eventually decides she's cool with him being spider-man. She calls him her "super hero little brother" in a conversation with Mary Jane.

Later, in issue 60, Curt Conners, the guy whose lab Eddie was working in, takes a sample of Peter's blood, and, working with a guy named Ben Reilly, creates another symbiote, Carnage.

Carnage, a symbiote cloned from peter, breaks out of the lab, killing a bunch of people, including Gwen, in issue 62. Peter, furious at this, tracks down the Carnage symbiote (which never actually has a host in this universe) and throws it in a fire, killing it. Later, in Issue 64, that other guy, Ben Reilly, steals a sample of the Carnage symbiote from Connors' lab, for unknown purposes.

Cut to issue 97, the start of Ultimate's Clone Saga. So Peter encounters this supervillain called the scorpion, who turns out to be a clone of him. He also encounters Jessica Drew(!), who is also a clone of him. Then, after jessica whooped his ass, he sees Gwen, who has miraculously come back to life!

So, the particular details of the ultimate clone saga aren't important for this post, but I'll describe them in brief anyway. The clones, including Scorpion, Jessica, and the others who i'm not mentioning, were made by Otto Octavius and Ben Reilly together, working to recreate Spider-Man for the CIA. Ben, as he already had a failed attempt to clone spider-man just sitting in his pocket or something, decided to do some fucky stuff to the carnage sample he had on him. He tries to recreate the full Carnage, but it doesn't work quite right, and it ends up kind of becoming Gwen Stacy. It's still carnage, but it's also her.

Anyway, Peter and Jessica beat the hell out of Doc Ock, who was responsible for this, all the clones other than Jessica and Gwen die, Peter gets back together with Mary Jane and breaks up with Kitty Pryde (who he was dating at the time), everything goes back to normal. More or less. Eventually, carnage Gwen gets attacked by Eddie "Pedophile" Brock and he steals her symbiote (despite the fact that she is a symbiote) and becomes Venom again, and she is completely normal now.

Anyway, by Vol. 2 Issue 1 (about 30 issues later), we're in a new status-quo. The important part is this: Peter has broken up with Mary Jane (again) off screen, and is now dating Gwen Stacy for some reason.

So, as I have exhaustively laid out, peter is, in fact, dating his own clone.

What's even weirder about this is that a few issues later, in Vol. 2 Issue 9, Johnny Storm (who was there during the whole clone saga but I guess he wasn't paying attention) goes and kisses Jessica Drew, who is also a clone of peter, and peter finds this extremely gross.

I don't really have a moral or anything to this. I just sort of recognized that gwen is technically a clone of peter and felt like i had to explain this to someone.

#fun fact: in like 99% of spider-man adaptations captain stacy's first name is george.#but specifically in the ultimate universe his name is john. why? i dunno.#ultimate spider man #not the current ultimate spider man run the old one from 2000 to 2014 or whenever it was that ended #not worm #this is such a nothing post #still mad about how badly jessica drew got the short end of the stick #i do wonder about how that sexuality works though. with jessica. cause she comes out as lesbian in 2014's new ultimates #i think johnny was dead by then though

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