#arachnidiots.

[lylarchive]

PROCESSING : // INTEL FROM @arachnidiots { ❝ i hate computers. ❞ }

𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐀 [ . . . ] 𝟒𝟗% { ( 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥=𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐤𝐚𝐳 ) ; }

△ defend computers 〇 stab with glitter gel pen ▢ whine

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she whines as well, despite not following the path she decided on. it causes her eyes to blink rapidly, for just a moment, nearly indiscernible. ❝ whaaaat ? what has a computer ever done to you, huh ? other than, like, provide you with cool recipes for one pot meals ? huh ? ❞ arms fold. ❝ they have feelings too, you know ! er ---------- okay, maybe not, but we totally don't know that. anyway, i can make you like computers ! isn't it nice to have information at your fingertips ? ❞

[dominaelumine]

howdy partner! here’s to a rootin tootin exquisitely flavorful halloween from your favorite cowboy spider-man & chef linguini! for your safe adventures, here’s a small goodie bag of halloween treats! 🍬🛍

🥹🥹 thank you for my goodie bag!!

[wallcrawld]

❝ well you certainly make a better hero than you do a carpenter. ❞ peter jokes, trying to ease the strain in his voice at the sight of them, trapped beneath the rubble. a few bricks were nothing ! no biggie ! they wouldn't hurt someone as strong as liam ! people survived getting hit by bricks every day — didn't they ? surely they did. they were a hell of a lot of bricks in the world, just waiting to fall on someone.

he scrambles, tossing brick after brick over his shoulder, ❝ cause if you're trying to build something, the bricks are supposed to be able to stand on their own. ❞ peter throws the last brick to the side and offers a hand, doing what he can to assess the damage in the least conspicuous manner he can think of : staring right at them.

❝ give it to me straight doc ... d'ya think your leg is broken ? am i giving you a piggyback ride outta this place ? ❞

LIAM KAZ & PETER PARKER.

@wallcrawld: "take a deep breath, okay, I'm going to help."

shame. it’s a newer feeling growing in liam when it comes to asking for help. they didn’t use to be so stubborn— learning to be spider-man alongside roxy meant getting good at that sort of thing. it meant helping roxy get better, because liam was never that bad at asking for help, despite being as independent as they were. on this stint, alone in the multiverse, she doesn’t even know who there is to ask for help from. every face and name she knows doesn’t know her.

but liam isn’t thinking about the ways she’s changed from the expedition, or how they might get how roxy feels, or that there’s no reason to fear asking for help when nobody’s going to remember you. liam’s thinking about how breathing is HARD and their leg HURTS like a motherfucker. listening to the other, they take the deep breath anyways.

“it’s what we do best…” they try to joke, spider-man to spider-man. sitting up, she wastes no time in trying to help herself by yanking bricks off of where they’ve piled on her lower half.

[tartt9]

@arachnidiots [ liam ] asked // “hey, you wanna bump into me on, say, saturday around lunchtime?” // from here !

Snorting a little laugh, Jamie's lips curl upward into a smile. "That's a weird way of askin' me out t'lunch," he teases affectionately. Richmond's got a Friday night game this week, so his Saturday's wide open after recovery. "Erm - could do, though, after recovery, I mean. Which shouldn't take too long, I should be out by, like, half two? Something like that? Depends how long Roy wants t'keep me." Jamie's schedule is something that he almost never plans - he just goes along with where he's told to be when he's told to be there, whether that's with Roy, with his mates, with potential partners. He's never been good at keeping a calendar. "But yeah - yeah, could do, yeah. Where d'you want t'bump into me, then?"

[inhcritance]

@arachnidiots asked: scars ( liam )

send  ‘ scars ‘  to  trace  my  muses  scars   ;   (   add  +  to  reverse   )  || Accepting

With the armor gone, set aside just next to him, all that had remained between her and his most recent wound is his shirt, and that's gone soon enough. But the wound itself is almost gone, now: shallow as it was, all that remains is a faint line of green scales dotting his skin.

"See?" He tells Liam. "It's nothing worth worrying about."

Whatever this cautious balance is, now between them, after they were gone for so long and then recognized him and made him halt, he doesn't want to be the one to break it.

It's still hard not to look back at those days, when their fingers trace one of the longest, leanest scars. One of many, of far too many.

"You were there for this one." He tells her, softly. "I underestimated you, then crashed into that glass pane."

It had hurt his pride and his flesh both, and he did not make that mistake again.

[knowstruth]

@arachnidiots (liam) sent: ❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜

He looks up from where he’s currently sitting on the grass, next to the field - the pitch - greeting them with a hint of a smile. 

“Oh, uh, I mean if you have one, sure. You don’t have to like, go get one though, I’ll be fine. Probably just need to eat a snack later.”  There’s a momentary pause before he pats the ground beside him.  “If you want, you can join me. I mean, I’m not really doing much, but the spot’s open if you want it.”

[65ths]

good morning! i’ve even a touch busy which means the time im spending on blogs is pretty unbalanced. i still have buckets full of muse for finnick and i love writing him it’ll just a be little slow while i juggle some stuff. march is a pretty hectic month for some of my jobs so please bear with me! if you’re looking for me, discord is probably for the best and i’m always happy to chat or plot there!

[lvebug]

i have seen you rp since day one, i have proofed maybe a hundred threads by now so believe me when i say that i feel i have some authority on speaking on your portrayal and your writing. dee, you have grown in brilliant color and fashion in your writing and andie as a whole. she started as this little brilliant spark of yours and she has become so real and so incredible and you embody that in every aspect about her. you're very technical when it comes to her life and the other verses and i admire what you give to it all. more than anything, i've just loved watching you get more comfortable. the fact that you're even exploring other muses, be them small guys from dnd games or silly canons is a true testament of one thing: your growth. i don't know if you know that, but i know that. i know that you've grown and to have seen it and been a part of it has been so exciting. whenever you come to me with anything or do something new i feel like jumping and screaming for you.

i think maybe it's good that i have an eye drs appointment next week bc i can't read this the letters are all blurry that's so weird . im squeezing this post i literally dont know what to say

[mcmorare]

@arachnidiots (peter) sent: hammer out towards her, “you gonna make me do this alone?” peter waits patiently, foot gently kicking the collection of planks on the ground before them both— the materials left to build the porch of the house.

Arms uncrossing, Katrina takes a step forward. A silent affirmative answer.  “Are you sure you know how to do this? It’s not like your tech-tinkering.”  Half a tease and half a genuine question - if he does need a more experienced eye to guide him, she knows a decent amount. Crouching, her hands run over one of the planks before picking it up.  “Where are they going?”

[fyrewalks]

“you know i hate to say "i told you so."” // @arachnidiots

Chim cradles the bag of peas to his forehead, eyes flashing, but mouth shut. He doesn't have anything nice to say. Liam might be right to tease, Chim just doesn't want to hear it right now.

"Don't we have actually ice packs," he asks after a minute. Of course they do, they're at a firehouse and Chim is the one who keeps up with the stock.

[murkyhazed-is-archiving]

LIKED : AI generated dialogue / @arachnidiots

feat. bobby nash and liam kaz.

               ❝   you   can’t   get   rid   of   me   that   easy.   ❞

[walkedfire-a]

INCORRECT QUOTES FT LIAM . DONT REBLOG UNLESS TAGGED

@arachnidiots

[iccarian]

❝ feel like i should laugh but i’m just too godsdamned tired. ❞ ― @arachnidiots, from peter.

 ‍  ‍ marlais leans back against a marble column, chest heaving, shoulder to shoulder with the boy she just witnessed strangle a grecian monster to death with . . . a lasso, she thinks? a little atypical, maybe, but clearly it did more good than her accidental -- albeit brief! -- drowning of the museum floor. the power still pulses under her skin, straining like the tide. she doesn't tap into it often enough.

 ‍  ‍ contrary to the other, she does laugh; an initial splutter of shock that bubbles into a fit of breathless giggles, doubling over her knees as ribs contract from exertion and shaky palms rake over her countenance, searching for something grounding in the familiar plains. at least she's still in one piece. ❝ they really weren't lying, were they? ❞ they is broad, pertaining to anyone on her side of the pantheon. not that this poor guy could know; they haven't even traded names, they were just the only ones to see the beast through the rift between mortal and godly realms. she tilts her head to look up at him, expression twisted in this weird battle between excitement and pure anxiety. ❝ greeks are monster magnets. ❞ so much for her field trip.

[inhcritance]

@arachnidiots asked: “ this is the third time you didn’t show up… i’m starting to think you just don’t like me. ” from liam

For so many years, Harry has prided himself in punctuality and organization. If he says he'll be there at some time, he'll be there. That's always been the case... Or it was, until Oscorp and a secret identity entered his life. And both can be recklessly demanding.

And for better or worse, Harry is not so proud that he won't apologize when he's in the wrong. He's spent his life surrounded by far too many people unwilling to do so to think there's anything respectable about always avoiding blame.

"I promise you that's not the case." He settles for, "and I'm truly sorry about yesterday. There was a small problem at Oscorp."

And it was indeed Oscorp, this time, for all it's often just an excuse. How one corporation manages to be such a pain can only be understood when looking at the budget for the legal team.

That's still not, in his eyes, a good excuse, but it is what he has. He still knows he should have planned for it.

[knowstruth]

@arachnidiots (liam) sent: ❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜

“Oh, ah, sorry. Just kinda assumed, from your expression…”  he trails off, gesturing briefly to his own face before his hand returns to his pocket. Not that he’s exactly shy, but there are definitely times where maybe his socialization could stand a bit of work. Times like this. There’s a second of pause before he tries to shake off the awkwardness of that initial introduction, offering a slight smile.  “Well, good to know you give a fuck, then. It’s good to give a fuck, if y’ask me. There’s too many people who don’t.”

[souldered]

“ y'know , @arachnidiots — “ practiced smile grows , softens up the countenance. the warmth of the sun is a welcome feeling after a long winter season , especially around the cityscape. “ i didn't know that ... that's pretty cool , actually. “

＋﹒⟢﹒jane's one-liner , for peter !