#just crawling like a spider like some weird creature

[demon-sterrr-draws]

Beyond Birthday for @wormboytrav secret santa !!

Bonus B -

[milooformiless]

He just sorta. You know?

Actually slightly rethinking my last headcannon and saying that Nine likes spiders in particular. They have what one would consider too many limbs, are despised by all, called names and cannot show their face least they're torn to shreads by those bigger than them. Maybe even, dare he say, he empathizes with the poor critter that has made a living under his desk.

Just from a safe distance you know.

[yanderemommabean]

Drider Mahito please mama I am begging on my hands and knees

The spider crawls forward, humming and tilting his head as he examines a few spots of his surroundings. A small bush here, a skittering critter over there, and of course a terrified bounding deer that’s trying to avoid the fate of the current one dangling and bleeding in the creature's mouth. 

He’s so excited,the electricity thrumming over his skin. He wants to catch as many meals as he can, he’s sure if he catches the most then things will go just as planned! 

Mahito was positive that all he needed to do was show he could hunt, gather, and track to be able to win your heart. He’s kept an eye on you for about a month now, watched you celebrate a holiday here and there, and was just in awe. You’re so intriguing. Most humans have boring and too bland of a life for him to care for, but you…You have a way about you. The way you carry yourself, the way you stand up to people despite their rank in your nest, the way you favor one thing yet despise another. 

He wonders if you’re the kind to appreciate the beauties of eating one's family members. He could scoop up that pesky relative who questions too much, you seem to have an ire of sorts towards them. 

Ah, maybe as a first courting sort of gift. For now he has to at least get his feet in the door! 

Maybe you’d like that street cat as well? You cuddle the other ones though…mmm…No, best to leave it be. You humans have weird ways to show some creatures affection, and others horror and disdain. 

Though, he supposes that's every creature. 

Trudging around in the trees, he hums a small tune and waves to the other Driders and Nagas, finding their meals and their bones to chew on. Some wave with a smile, others move on with their eyes down or a soured look on their faces. 

They’re smart. They see the markings that Mahito bears and know to stay a good distance. He has a reputation for mauling and using his venom just because some dare to look him in the eye. But that doesn't mean he’s a monster! What? He can’t have fun and play around?! 

A crackle of leaves and twins makes everyone alert, and a wide, almost manic smile grows on Mahitos face. It's you! That scent, that heart beat, the heat he can see on your flesh-It’s you! Oh he can't wait! He can’t wait! 

He scurries forward, blood and meat dripping down his chin and chest as he hurries toward you, pupils wide and wild as he manages to pinpoint exactly where you are. Ah! Now that he’s this close, he’s suddenly nervous! 

But you look so pretty, so delicate, so easy to break and eat and devour if you were more of his prey….

Thankfully you’re his mate! Or, well, you will be! See, he isn’t keen on being told no to something he desperately wants. Be it food, territory, or a way to be with you every single day for the rest of his life. 

You’ll accept, you’ll come home with him, learn his name and learn to stay inside at all times when he isn’t beside you. You’ll kiss and laugh and you’ll tell him how much you love him, how he’s such a good boy for you, how he’s such a hard working hunter who deserves your attention and love and- 

He’s so lost in his excitement he doesn't hear the horrified screams you make as he drops the raw meat and bones at your feet. He just grins, a large tongue coming to swipe at his blood stained teeth as he waits like a dog for your answer and your praise. Surely you see how hard he’s worked on this right?! 

Oh…you’re…scurrying away again? 

Well that’s rather ungrateful don’t you think? 

After everything he’s done? 

His expression sours, but he doesn’t let you get away as he easily gets ahead of you, lifting you up with ease as you dangle in his grasp, begging for your life and terrified of the creature holding your life in his hands, literally. 

“Insolent little wretch. I swear. I did all of this and you’re just going to turn away?!” he hisses, teeth coming close to nipping your skin as you feel your heart seize in your chest. Your voice, quivering and weak, speaks out as he dangles you higher, wanting to see the fear in your eyes for denying him your courtship. 

“Please don’t kill me”. What? What the fuck are you talking about?! Why would you assume-

It clicks. You see him as a predator on the hunt rather than a mate to be loved by. Huh. How did you ever come to that conclusion? It’s like you think he’d eat your bone marrow or something! 

Then there’s a simple solution to this! He just holds you in his hand, tight and firm, carrying you and your wriggling body away to the dark edges of his territory as he explains how he’ll prove himself. 

It’s easy! You just have to let him show you how much he wants you! Well, it's more of a need at this point. He went feral just thinking of you with some other mate, human or not. And if those Naga's want their tails intact they’ll know to keep their distance.

-Mommabean (I hope you enjoyed!)

[callsigngrim]

Eldritch Konig xGN reader

MDNI!

The winner of the poll!

Tentacles smut Konig is cocky

No physical description of reader no description of gender.

Please enjoy!

The cave was dark and moist. Filled with the sound of pitter patter from the storm raging outside. Of Course you just had to go on a hike in the middle of nowhere alone.

It also didn't help that you felt like you were being watched.

Sighing you walk into the cave deeper hoping to find a dry patch where you could hopefully make a small fire and try to get some sleep without freezing to death.

As you make your way deeper into the cave you're amazed to find the walls of the cave lined with drawings!

They looked old depicting people who seem to be worshipping some sort of otherworldly creature. It looks huge adorned in gold with tentacles sprouting from its back?

You shake your head. Deciding that the small patch of dry ground near the end of the cave would be sufficient enough. You quickly pile the wood you had briskly grabbed onto the floor using some dry leaves a kindling to get the fire going.

It's slowly starting to get a little warmer. Enough that you can take off the heavy jacket that was completely drenched from the heavy pelts of rain.

You use your bag as a makeshift pillow while you snuggle into your sleeping bag.

It wasn't ideal laying on the ground with who knows what crawling around but you were too tired to care. You just hoped you didn't wake up with spiders in your hair. As you shifted to get into a more comfortable position you didn't pay any attention to the walls that seemingly started to glow a faint yellow. Nor did you see the tentacles painted on the walls start to move. Twisting and curling away from the paint. 

And forming into solid pieces. The creature that had previously just been a painting had magically emerged hidden in the shadows watching the frail little human.

You were a tempting little thing shivering from the cold. Oh he couldn't wait to warm you up. After all, you were the one who set him free. 

You were shaking from the cold, the fire having long since burned out leaving a few glowing embers that hardly gave any heat.

You were going to die. Alone and cold with a bunch of weird paintings on the wall… Were the fuck were the paintings?

As you're laying there trying to figure out if you've officially lost your mind due to the cold. Sometimes in the corner catches your eye. A massive form is standing there in the shadows and it's definitely looking at you. Glowing red eyes piercing through the darkness. You make a move to get up before you realise that something has slithered it way around your legs and arms.

You jolt screaming begging for whatever has you to please let go!

"Careful" the word echoes through your mind. It sounds human enough but you know it's not. No human is that big or has extra appendages sprouting from their backs.

"Please don't hurt me" you whisper hoping that the monster will spare you.

The tentacle have started slithering around you pulling the sleeping bag off and lifting you effortlessly into the air

"I will not harm you small human I simply wish to repay you for setting me free" that damn voice echoing in your head again.

"Repay me how'? "why"?

I didn't do anything you plead.

The dark tendrils pull you closer to the creature holding you at eye level. "Ah but you did you freed me from these walls and for that I have to repay you little one".

You swallow thickly it's unnerving being this close to the creature. It's watching you waiting for you to reply.

You could struggle but what if it decides to kill you if you try to fight?

"How would you repay me"? You regret asking the moment the monster's eyes start glowing even brighter.

"With pleasure little one" its voice comes out almost like a purr.

Gods this is terrifying  and humiliating at the same time. "If I let you pleasure me you have to promise not to kill me".

The creature seems taken aback.

"Why would I hurt such a sweet little thing"? It sounds almost amused.

"I'll have you begging me to take you over and over again sweet thing". You let out a whimper at that. Fuck that's not supposed to turn me on you think.

As if sensing your sudden arousal. The creature lets out a growl. "Konig" it says and you're left confused.

"My name sweet one so you know what to scream after I make you come on my cock"

"Fuck" you moan out he's someking of eldritch monster who could rip you to pieces at any given moment. But here you are dangling from its tentacles moaning like some whore.

"Please take me"

Different things happen all at once. Konig moves forward pulling you in for a kiss that leaves you absolutely breathless. Its not sweet or soft no its primal almost possessive in the way his long thick tongue explores your mouth. Next is the way the tentacles wrapped around you rip away your clothes and underwear none too gently leaving you exposed to the cold.

Then you pulled impossibly close to the creature as two more of his tentacles start exploring your exposed body, finally stopping at your nipples. They start twisting and pulling leaving your nipples hard and sensitive.

You panting when he pulls away only to let out a gasp as the tentacles that are wrapped around you legs spread you open leaving you completely exposed to Konig.

He lets out an appreciative growl. Slowly one of his tentacles move down to circle your entrance. The tentacle is covered in a thin layer of slime that it spreads around your hole slicking it up. Before it slowly starts to enter you inch by inch. You're moaning his name just like he promised. The two tentacles that are toying with you nipples start to speed up twisting and pulling leaving you high of the pleasure your subjected to.

It feels so good the way he moves you how he wants and how you entire body feels on fire everywhere he touches you

You're so lost in the pleasure that you don't see his huge cock leaking all over your belly as he moves you up and down his tentacles preparing you for what's to come.

"Fuck please I'm so close" your so close teetering on the edge just a little more and you be coming.

"Yes little one come for me show me how good it feels".

It hits you hard you're screaming his name as you ride out your orgasm.

You breathless but he's not finished yet.

He pulls his tentacle out of you slowly while you moan at the loss of him inside you.

He grabs you in his arms you back pressed against his toned chest.

You don't have time to catch your breath before he pushes inside you bottoming out in one swift stroke. He's big, filling you completely. You can feel every vein on his cock as he starts thrusting into you. His pace is brutal as he slams into murming soft praises as he fucked you deep and hard.

You were both moaning lost in the throes of pleasure. He was filling you up so well. You didn't have a single thought in your head.

"Fuck I'm close little one come with me let me feel you"

You both came yelling out as he filled you to the brim with his seed. Gods it felt amazing so much so that you blacked out from the intense orgasm you were having.

Looking down at your slumped form Konig couldn't help but chuckle. Poor little thing couldn't handle the pleasure he gave them.

Pulling the sleeping bag closer Konig layed down with you on top completely knocked out; he covered your sleeping form with the bag to keep you warm. You were so small compared to him. Knocked out from taking his cock once.

"I suppose we're going to have to work on that won't we little one soon you won't be able to get enough of my cock"....

[safety-writes-noms]

After that last post, I need to know what you think about borrowers in Noir or Peter B’s universe/ first interactions 😭😭

Omg i haven’t made anything for noir in a while! I’ll do him since last post was about peter.

hm I actually haven’t read any of noir’s comics (yet :3) but I know a bunch of crazy shit happens so borrowers aren’t out of the left field for the over all universe. And I think noir would honestly appreciate finding a little tiny person than a nazi so. He’s definitely polite about it, mildly curious about their overall existence but not hostile. I’d like to imagine him spotting one crawling in through one of the many holes of his apartment in the middle of a storm, sopping wet and shivering like a leaf in the wind. he’s not doing too hot himself, nursing a bullet wound and a couple holes/tears in his beloved trench coat that he’s stitching up after a long patrol. He’s tired, a little irritated but mostly just relieved to be home. But recently, he’s noticed that some of his food has started to go missing. Little bits, like a stray biscuit or a few nibbles of cheese. he’s set out mousetraps but they’ve turned up empty.

the little creature stares back at him in apparent horror, and he blinks at them in confusion. He hadn’t been aware such small beings even existed, but oh well. He manages to calm them down with a little coaxing and tentatively, they become friends. I feel like they’d only interact a few times when the borrower has to crash somewhere and knows they’ve got a safe place with noir, or when they happen to spot each other when noir is half passed out and bleeding at the door to his apartment.

he definitely puts away all of his mouse traps just in case and they grow closer and closer to the point of which the borrower wants to help out noir. They’re quick, they’re quiet, they’re sneaky. If anything, they’re perfect for listening in for intel etc. noir himself is a little hesitant, but the borrower is just so insistent on giving back to him somehow. And it works! Noir isn’t getting as hurt since he has an idea of what’s going on and can prepare accordingly.

Surprise surprise, this eventually backfires and Noir ends up having to rescue his little friend after a near death experience with getting caught. While he would usually just stash them in one of the pockets of his overcoat, it’s just too dangerous when he’s trying to fight off 10 nazis at once. Desperate situations call for desperate solutions, so he rolls up his mask and pops them in his mouth. With a couple of gulps (and a few winces at the odd, squirming thing nestled in his core) they’re cocooned safely in his gut, leaving him free to keep on fighting.

It’s instinct, a small voice whispering in his mind that this is safe, this is okay, and he’s out of options. Is it some weird trait from the spider god that gave him his powers? Definitely. Is he going to question it right now? No, he’ll freak out about this afterwards.

This turned into a weird story/blurb so its really disorganized 😓

[onskepa]

Hello hello hellooo! I got a request for a fic. Its an atwow and across the spiderverse crossover.

So what if one the radioactive spiders ended up in one the labs in Hells gate, and Spider gets bitten by it. He starts acting weird cause he hides these new changes from everyone, he doesnt know how to even begin to talk about it. ( the bite also makes him able to breathe pandora air)

Then  Miguel sees something is wrong and sends Miles to check it out since he is an anomaly "you're not right but I got a job for mistakes like you" and Gwen tags along cause she wants to

ask you shall recieve!

P.S: cover made by meeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!

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Planet 2154

“Alright my little darlings, lets see how well you can handle the new world” a young and ambitious scientist to his mass collection of spiders. Rare and many nearly endangered species of spiders. The young man was given a once in a lifetime opportunity. 

He was given a mission to see how small creatures can adapt to the planet called pandora. See how they can develop and grow. His precious spiders are all he has of the damned world. To be given such an opportunity was something he simply could not pass. 

Too bad he was unfortunately in the middle of a war that took his life in pandora. Leaving behind his unfinished work. His spiders? All gone. Well, almost all of them. One survived. Thrived in the new world. 

“Junk, junk, junk here, junk there, what's that over there? Junk, what are we looking at? Junk, oh see that? JUNK!” maxed shouted the last part, clearly at his wits end of having to do more clearing out. He and other remaining humans were clearing out what was left of hellsgate. Looking for anything salvageable to reuse, fix, or make something out of. Anything else is considered junk which can be used as a burning fuel. 

It has been days and they have reached the last few sections. 

One of the rooms was opened and Norman walked in, instantly recognizing it was a specific lab. 

“Hey I remember this place” he says while looking at some old, dusty files. “Yeah, this belonged to that insect guy”. 

“The weirdo who had a thing for spiders?” Max asked. They remember the odd young man. Tasked with an interesting mission but to die in a fight he wanted nothing to be part of. 

“Yeah but he wasn't hurting anyone, just an oddball. Too bad he is gone” norm said as he observes the old spider cages. Many broken, some spiders are now old skeletons. It really saddened me. The young lad had a chance to revive dying species and now it is sad to know and see, spiders are now gone for good. Both on Earth and pandora. 

As they looked around and loud crash was hard. Norm quickly turned around to see Max moving away from a pile of now more broken cages. Norm sighs and gives his friend a disapproving look, “you are cleaning that up”. 

Max curses silently. 

However, unknowest to them, when the cages broke, one little creature of 8 legs crawled out. It was alive, and it was free. 

“Come on! Last one to get there is a shit head!” lo’ak shouts out as he makes a run towards a desired destination. Kiri, tuk and spider were running while giggling. The wind hitting their faces, fresh crisp air, the energy flowing through them Another fantastic day for another fantastic adventure.  

Spider did his best to catch up, he is human after all. Running at full speed to beat his best friend. Last time he lost, spider was forced to carry baskets either full of fruits or other heavy materials. No way was he going to do that again. 

So he tries to run as fast as he can before-

“YEAH!! I WIN AGAIN!” lo’ak cheers as they reach their destination. 

Spider pants heavily, catching his breath. Sitting down in a soft moss, letting his feet rest. 

“No fair! You had a head start!” tuk accuses her brother. 

“No I didnt, I just reacted faster than all of you” lo’ak defended himself. 

Spider chuckled to himself, laying down enjoying the breeze. 

“Sleeping already monkey boy?” kiri teases as she bends down, smiling at him. Using her tail to tickle his side. 

“Hey! Can't help but enjoy the sky, you know. Pretty good stuff” spider says. 

Kiri rolls her eyes and goes off to do something else nearby. 

It was good for a few minutes until a sharp piercing pain was felt on his shoulder. 

“OW!” he shrieks. Quickly slamming whatever was causing the pain. 

Kiri heard him and was quick to be at his side. 

“Hey, you ok?” she asks concerningly. 

“Something bit me. Damn I felt that” spider grunts as he rubs off the pain. Looking around for the biter. 

“What is that…?” kiri asks, pointing at a small little creature. Dead by spider’s brute force. 

“I dont know, never seen anything like it” spider replies. Grabbing a small leave near a plant, he carefully wraps it around the dead thing. 

“Gonna show it to norm later, maybe he might know what it is?” spider suggests. 

“What if it was poisonous?” tuk asks. 

Kiri quickly inspects the spot, “its a bit red, might be swollen from the bite. If you feel anything funny, we head straight back to base” 

Spider nods in agreement. Though it was such a tiny thing, highly doubtful it can affect him in any weird way. 

After a long day of running and doing other stuff, spider returned to the base feeling well exhausted. Its nice to use all that pent up energy in good exercising ways. Though spider wishes he had enough energy and strength like the na’vi, who are capable of more stuff. 

But that is merely wishfull thinking. 

After his shower, spider inspects the area where the weird thing bit him. 

The redness is gone and so far nothing has happened in his body. 

“Should I tell them…” Spider asks himself, he still has the little creature. 

“Maybe not, was probably harmless” spider shrugs it off and heads off to bed. Already thinking of tomorrow’s adventure. Tuk said she found a good spot to fish, they all plan to head there. Maybe go for a swim. Who knows. 

So spider closes his eyes, and lets sleep take over.

Earth 1610

“Ok the black laces go on that one….so what shoe do you go to?” Miles Morales asks to the simple red single shoe lace. 

He was in the midst of reorganizing his closet, only to make a bigger mess and find lost and uneven pairs of everything. Like the laces that goes on his shoes. He paired them all with their rightful shoe place, but found one single red shoe lace. Other red laces were already in his shoes. And no other shoes are missing. 

“Yeah I'm gonna deal with it later” he mutters as he shoves the lace in his pocket. 

“MIJO!! Your friend is here!” his mother calls out to him. 

“COMING!!” he shouts back. 

Quickly shoving the last remaining stuff into his closet to make it seem he did finish cleaning. While shoving whatever else is needed in his backpack. Checking one last time that he has everything, he rushes out to the kitchen. 

“Mnn!! This is so good Misses Morales” gwen stacy happily compliments. Rio smiles proudly as she feeds this young skinny girl. 

“There is more where that came from” Rio says as she readies a plate for the girl. 

“Sorry ma, but we gotta go” miles intervenes as he starts to shove gwen towards the door. Rio slightly frowned. 

“Mijo, you didnt even eat breakfast, at least take a bit” she pleads. 

“Yeah miles? Come on, it would be a bit rude to just leave, don't you think? I like to be honest "Gwen sides with rio. Checking the time, mile sighs in defeat. 

“Ok, ok, just a bit”

1 and 35 minutes later 

“I cannot take another bite….” gwen huffs at she pats her stomach, 

“Me neither…” Miles agrees. 

Suddenly, at the same time their watches rang at the same time. Miles clicks on his faster. A hologram of lyla appeared. 

“You two better come up with a good excuse for being so late. A heads up, Miguel is already extra mad. Good luck!” was all she said before ending the call. Miles and Gwen shared a look of horror. 

“Hey ma? Can we take some more for the road?”

Spider HQ 

“Haven't seen the big man so red before” Hobie was the first person miles and Gwen saw when arriving at HQ. Smirking while fist bumps the two. Miles released a nervous laughter while Gwen just looked like a nervous wreck. 

“We tried to leave on time but you see my ma, she made food and we couldn't leave, by the way you want some?” Miles offered the tupperware to hobie who gladly accepted the free food. 

“Let me guess, you brought some as a peace offering to the big man? That didn't work out well the first time, "Hobie reminded miles. 

“Yeah but it's gonna work this time. Gwen tried it out and she liked it!” 

“It might work” Gwen gave her response. Though secretly she wishes she had more to take home. It was so good. 

Lyla appeared again in the watches, “great you two are here. Miguel is still waiting for you guys, try to be on his good side” and disperses once again. 

“When does he have a good side?” miles questions. 

Hobie gave him a pat on the back, “I leave you to it. Let me know if anything good comes out of it” and leave them to go into the lion's cave. 

As dark as it can ever be, Miles and Gwen enter Miguel's office [cave?] where he stood there menacingly while staring at some holographic charts. 

“About damn time you two show up. Do you have any idea how much time was wasted waiting on you two? I better hear a good excuse from your mouths or else it is toon dimensions for a week! Miguel shouts, his eyes bright red and claws out just ready to slick anything to relieve a growing headache caused by the two unruly teens in his eyes. 

Miles quickly takes out a tupperware, “my mom made dinner and she insisted we ate before we left. You know how latin mothers are. Anyways, she made Ajiaco with croquetas on the side. It's very good” he says rather quickly. Gwen nodded to confirm. 

Miguel shoots out his web to grab the tupperware, opens it try a bit. 

“Fine, excuse accepted” 

Miles and Gwen took a long sigh of relief. 

“Anyways, what is the mission for us today?” Miles asks. Ready to start his work. 

“Lyla, show them” Miguel says as he continues to eat. 

Lyla appears before the teens, “when you have a mission in Earth V98, a variation of you is about to have a canon event within 3 days time. Your job is to make sure it happens with no interruption” 

“Alright, easy enough,” gwen shrugs. 

“Miles, you have a special case on your hands” lyla turns to miles. 

“Alright, feeling good about this” he grins. 

“Couple hours ago we received a signal that a dimension with no known records or even a name, that a canon event happened” 

Lyla pulls up some one hologram file with many blanked out parts. On the top where the name of the Earth is, it was glitching. 

“Something 2154??” miles read. 

“Shouldn't it say Earth 2154?” gwen asks. 

“That's the interesting part” lyla smirks as she expands the file. 

“Miguel thinks that a canon event happened on a completely different planet. One that is not an earth variation. This has never happened before. Already this is under the ‘anomaly case’ and it needs to be investigated immediately” 

“Oh, it seems interesting. Though, why me?” Miles asks as he turns to miguel. 

“You are an anomaly yourself. A mistake, and so is this new planet already in the system, I believe its a perfect job for you "Miguel responds as he finishes the food. 

“Wow, thanks” Miles replies with a deadpan expression. 

“Your welcome, now, you are to leave as soon as possible. Prepare whatever and often report to me. We don't know what kind of planet that is or the new spider person” miguel informs. 

“Cool, give me an hour and I'm off” Miles shrugs. 

“Hey im going with you” gwen touches his shoulders, smiles for a new adventure. 

“I don't think so girl, you have your own mission remember?” lyla reminds her. 

“You said in three days. We can finish this before that canon event. Besides, it does seem much and I think he could you a little help” 

“Fine, just hurry up and leave” Miguel sways his hand, wanting them gone already. Gwen and Miles do so happily as they start to pack their needed equipment. 

“Another spider man anomaly, kinda excited for this” Miles says as he walks with a slight bounce. 

Gwen shakes her head a bit, “we do have to be careful, this is on a whole unknown planet. Not an earth. I think we need some more back up” she suggests. Miles quickly waves his hand. 

“No no, I wanna prove I got this. That we got this, alright? C’mon, I'm sure this new spider person might be going through the same thing as we all did” 

Gwen raises an eyebrow, “and that is….?”

Cold sweat, stick hands and feet, very loud thoughts, heart racing like a loud drum, anxiety and fear building up. 

Spider was standing upside down from the ceiling of his room. How did he even get up there? He woke up feeling very odd, feeling like he might have a cold or something. But no, this is much worse. His hands felt so sticky, clinging onto his clothes and walls like some tough clue. This can't be puberty, he already went through that a long while ago. So what is this? Spider was sure he didn't eat anything bad that could affect this. 

“Ok…ok….one step at a time” spider whispers to himself as he slowly takes his time to walk down from the ceiling. 

He needs to get out at some point, Norm or max will start to worry and might get into his room. Maybe visit mo'at to see if she can help him. So quickly he gets dressed with just his loincloth and other items, he does it so fast that he makes a run for it towards the exit of the lab. 

“Spider wait!!” he hears norm shout. 

“I WILL EAT AT THE VILLAGE!!” spider shouts back as he makes it out. Still running and not stopping until he reaches the edge of the village, catching his breath. Rubbing his rose and under his eyes to wipe off the tiny beads of sweat. 

Wait, his nose? 

Touching his face spider immediately realized something. 

He isnt wearing his mask, and he is breathing in the air. He is breathing pandorian air! 

Just what is exactly going on? 

Woa…..” miles and gwen say in unison. 

They arrived at the unknown dimension, landing in what appears to be a post-apocalyptic place. Tall buildings covered in trees, plants, metals now rustic, vines covering what used to look like roads. 

“They sure this isn't an Earth variation…? Cause….kinda looks like Earth….did a zombie breakout happen?” miles questions as he observes everything. 

“I never see plants like these in any Earth variation…” gwen replies as she bends down to observe a very odd yet beautiful flower. 

“Signal is kinda weak. Gonna be tricky to report to miguel or lyla calling in” miles says as he taps on his watch. 

Standing up, gwen goes back to miles, “we better lie low. We better not catch any attention if there are humans or other life forms” 

Nodding, miles and gwen put on their masks and hoods. Shooting out their webs they start to swing away. Taking in the whole sight of whatever the area was. 

“Kinda reminds me of that one game I play, ‘The Few of Us’. Its like a zombie based game but man those zombies were terrifying! They made this weird noise that makes you want to-” 

“MILES HIDE!!” Gwen shouts. 

Miles turns to see a very large, terrifying winged creature coming straight at him. 

Quickly he swings the other way, trying to get out of that things view. 

“WHAT IS THAT THING!?” he shouts. Going zig zag at the tall buildings. Gwen shoots her webs at the wings but it was flying too fast, the wind was making it worse. It weighs like a ton  against her chest. Making her web rip. 

The creature roared out. Making sharp turns and following miles really closely behind. He makes a high flip and lands on top of a dome like building, quickly turning himself invisible. The creature landed right beside him, roaring out in anger. 

Miles stood still, trying to calm his breathing. 

The creature leaned down to look around in detail. This gave a close up of the creature. It had 4 eyes, two on each side, its skin was mixed of blues and black. Having very large wings with razor claws. Its sharp teeth, sharper than any creature miles has seen. Truly terrifying. 

After moments, the thing gave up and flew away. 

Miles released his breath, falling down on his knees. That was so close. 

“MILES!” gwen lands in front of him, checking for any injures on her friend. 

“Just what the hell was that?!” she asks. 

“Hell if I know…but lyla was right……this aint earth. No earth of any type would have a thing like that in their world..” miles says in between panting breathes. 

“So…where are we…?” gwen asks. 

“This is so groooooooooooss!!” 

Spider felt disgusted shivers all over his body. 

He just wanted fruit, ok? He was reaching for a good banana fruit but it was too high. He wanted it really badly, so in a thrust of his arm, something came out. It was white but also transparent, and very sticky. 

It came out of his wrist. 

“What the hell is this?!” spider asks himself. 

He kept shooting more of the sticky stuff around trees and plants. The more he did it, the more gross and disgusted it was. 

He can't show this to his friends. What will they think of this? Norm and Max will want to check it out no doubt, though they might give him answers. Them being the nerdy and curious scientists they are, will want to experiment. That is something spider does not want. 

No, this is something spider has to figure out on his own. 

Could this be a gift from Eywa? Has she blessed him with something? Breathing the air without the mask is amazing, but did not expect to come with more stuff. 

Kiri might help but spider is scared she will be freaked out. 

So spider keeps on shooting, practicing his angles while figuring out just what to make of this new found ability. No na’vi has this. Not even the dreamwalkers. Maybe this is something only spider has? He isn't sure. 

“Only one way to find out” spider says to himself as he begins to cover the area with the weird stuff.

“Ok, I think we can agree we are on an alien planet,” Miles says. 

“So alien” Gwen says while having a traumatized look in her eyes. 

Miles wandered around the large forest area. Having seen creatures that can only come out of the minds of  mad people. Large beasts, creepy looking insects, plants they have never seen before. This is more weird than anything they have ever encountered. 

“How the hell are we even going to find a spider person around here?” miles ask while climbing over a big tree root. 

“Is the spider person even human….” gwen whispers. 

“Are those webs…?” 

Gwen catches up to miles to see what he is seeing. 

There in front of them were large spider webs, plants and the ground covered in it. 

“We are getting close…” 

Before anymore can be said, their legs were lifted up high in the ground, making them hang upside down. More webs were wrapping them together, back to back. 

“Woa woa woa! Hey!! We arent gonna hurt you!!” Gwen shouts. 

“Mask! Mask!” Miles tried to take his off but his hands were tied. 

“Who are you?” a voice was heard. A figure landed before them. 

Gwen and miles looked to see who it was. A tall muscular young man with dreads and wearing nothing but a loin cloth was standing before them. The stood stared silently. Their spider senses were going wild again, telling them that the person in front of them was the other spider variant. 

“Who are you!?” the person asks again. 

“I-im miles! This is my friend Gwen, "Miles replies quickly. 

“Why do you look like that?” the stranger points at their faces. 

“These are our masks! We didn't want to re-” 

Without saying much, the stranger took off their masks. Revealing their real faces. 

“....you can breathe without the oxygen masks?” the stranger asks. 

“What?” Gwen and Miles ask at the same time. 

“No, look, this is gonna sound weird but we came to look for the spider variant. Im guess that is you” trying to get on to the main subject, miles chooses his words carefully. 

“We came from another world looking for you. Can you please let us go?” he pleads. 

The stranger crosses his arms, not impressed. 

“Why should I trust you?” he asks. 

“We can do the same thing, look” miles shoots webs near the strangers feet, gwen doing the same. 

“See? We have the same ability” 

“Well, almost all the same” gwen adds. 

“Can you let us go? We came just for you” miles says. 

“Ok clearly we started off on the wrong foot. How about a redo, yeah?” Miles suggests as he rubs his wrists from being freed. The stranger agrees. 

“Alright, for starters, what is your name?” he asks. 

“Spider,” the stranger replies. Miles shook his head. 

“No, like your real name. Im miles” 

“Miles,” Spider says. 

“Yeah see? So, your name?” miles goes on. 

“Miles” the stranger replies. This kinda irked miles. 

“No, your real name” he pushes. 

“Miles” the stranger says as if the was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“Boy are you a parrot? I said your re-” 

“Miles, I think that is his real name” Gwen intervenes. Miles looks at her, then at the new guy. 

“Your name is….miles?” he asks. 

“That's what i'm saying” the stranger says while raising his shoulders a bit. 

“You have a nickname or something?” Gwen asks. 

“Spider” the stranger replies. 

“Yeah that's not helping….” 

“I'm told I am also a ‘half Latino’...?” the stranger says. 

“That's worse” miles says while rubbing his forehead. 

“Miles, I think he is a variation of you” Gwen teases. This seemed to horrify him. 

“NO-”

Spider was a bit conflicted. He hasn't seen these people anywhere, telling him they are from different dimensions? Is that even possible? On top of that, they know exactly what is going on with him? This day really is stranger all over. 

“Ok….um…spider, can you tell us where we are exactly?” the blonde girl, gwen was her name, asked. 

“You came here, shouldn't you know?” spider asks back. 

“We should but this is not earth, so it's not so easily readable and no records are kept. If you can tell us, we can write down what you know "Gwen reasons. 

“No” spider said. 

This came as a surprise to Miles and gwen. 

“What? Why?” Miles asks, not liking the answer they were given. 

“You are humans, how can I trust you that you won't use the information for terrible things? This place and the people have been through enough” spider was getting slightly angry at the moment. Despite being similar age, spider can't risk trusting these strangers. Eywa forbid they do something terrible. 

“We promise, we just need enough so it can be put in our records files. It is where we store all information of all dimensions and the different earths there are. Your world is a special case spider. And so are you "Gwen tries to make peace and she can tell tensions will rise soon. 

“Special?” spider repeats. 

“Yes, special, like us. You went through what is called a canon event. A very important moment where all spider people go through” miles adds. 

“You're losing me, what the hell is a canon event? Spider person?” Spider couldn't process what they were telling him. Is any of it true or just utter bullshit? 

“Maybe we should try another method,” Miles suggested. Nodding, Gwen and miles show their watches to him. 

“I am Miles Morales, and I come from Earth 1610, where I am….”

It was so much to process, so many things to absorb. Spider man? Dimensions? Spider HQ? Canon events? Spider felt his head was going to explode. That was so much to process. On top of that, now he is part of this whole spiderverse? 

“So…..what now?” spider asks. 

“What now? Now you are the hero of this world, man” miles nudges spider’s shoulders. 

But spider shakes his head, “no, I can't be a hero. I'm only seen as a burden to everybody. They already have a hero in this world, and that is not me. I probably will mess up this whole thing” 

Gwen and Miles share a look, seeing spider this insecure touches a very familiar feeling to them both. Hearing these same words and understanding. They have been there. 

“No one is a burden spider, whoever says that, well screw them alright? If this world has a hero as you said, who said they can only have one? If anything, two is better” miles says, trying to uplift spider. 

“It's not that easy” 

Gwen leans a bit more, “its a big change. Trust me, it just happens. Waking up, feeling weird, not feeling like yourself. Finding out you can do things no one else can. It is a hard thing to accept, hell, we are still kids. But it is something that does happen. Sadly not a choice we can pick. But we are chosen for a reason. You were chosen for a reason” 

Spider looks down at the ground. Can he even be worthy of such power? Can he handle all the problems and situations that can occur? 

“Best part though, you are not alone. Yeah you might be the only spiderman in your world but not in the universe. Here, with this, you can contact us” miles puts a high tech watch on spider’s wrist. 

“I thought I was alone in this, thankfully I'm not. I have Gwen, and other friends. You have us too” 

“There is a saying that we spider people follow,” gwen smirks. 

“With great power comes great responsibility” she and miles say in unison. 

 Spider chuckles at that, responsibility. Oh he knows that very well. 

“Hey, about how about we make a little deal?” miles offered. 

“We help you with the basics on controlling your new powers, and you give us a detour of this place. Sounds good?” 

“Sure” 

Miles and Gwen were in such awe of this place. Pandora as spider said, was so astounding, something straight out of an alien movie! Well, it is an alien planet. 

The creatures were so beautiful yet terrifying. Spider explained the creature that chased them is called an ikran. Majestic things. Yeh nightmare fuel. Actually, that is almost all of the creatures in pandora. Beautiful yet scary looking. For miles though, he took a lot of pictures so that he can draw them later. 

“Let me take you to the village! But we gotta hide so they won't see you” spider says as he happily shoots his webs and swings from tree to tree. He has gotten better in how to shoot his webs, still can't get over how freaky it is. But amazing nonetheless. He can do so much more now with his new found abilities. 

Following his moves, Gwen and miles land on a giant tree and begin to crawl around. Spider was really silent, making sure to hide in the shadows. Gesturing them to come closer, spider pushes some branches aside so they can see. 

“This is the Omatikiaya village, its where my friends live and I come to visit” he says. 

“Oh my god….” 

Moving around were large, tall blue people! They have tails, 4 fingers, all wearing simple clothing and everyone was doing something. 

“Woa….” was all could come out of Miles' mouth. 

“They are called na’vi. Very peaceful and amazing” spider says, enjoying his new friend's reactions. 

Gwen was carefully recording it all. 

“Spider, this is incredible. I cant believe what I'm seeing” gwen whispered, surprised she can form words with how speechless she is. 

“Can we go down there?” miles ask. 

“Spider scratches his head, “I wish I can say yes but the people arent so keen on meeting new humans. They tolerate me and a few others because we aid them and the chief is close friends with the other humans” 

“What about the other humans?” gwen asks. 

“Also not a good idea. They too are effy about meeting new people, they get suspicious very faster” spider replies. 

“Why…?” 

“Its a long, long long story” 

Spider showed more until it was time for miles and gwen to go back to HQ. But not before doing something special for spider. 

“Every spiderman has their symbol, their identity. They may all seem similar but everyone has their own twist to it” miles says as he is careful with the blue paint. 

“We cant wait to see you again, and this time with more friends for you to meet” gwen adds as she paints spider’s back. 

Hearing all of this made spider really happy. While he hasn't seen the HQ, he looks forward to seeing other people like him one day. 

“I get the feeling you might get along with our good friend Pav, he is super funny but loves tea” Miles chuckles a bit as he finishes up. He puts his hand in his pocket to grab his phone but felt something else instead. Pulling it out, it was his red shoelace! 

“I completely forgot about you” 

Spider turns to see miles holding out a red tiny rope. 

“You had it this whole time?” gwen asks. 

“Yeah, I was cleaning my room and found it. Couldn't find any shoe missing this” 

Miles looks at the shoe lace and at spider. His dreads are really long, while he isn't one to advice a haircut, perhaps an alternative. 

“Here, let me try something” was all he said before gathering spider’s dreads. 

“Hey, what are you doing??” spider says while trying to shove miles away. 

“Hold still! Let me tie it!” 

After a few short seconds, miles backs away. 

“There we go, now the spider is in full view and your dreads won't get in the way when swinging” 

Spider touches the red lace tied around his dreads, it was like a weird low poney tail. Though miles was right, he can swing without the worry of his dreads hitting his face. 

“Thanks…” he said 

“Hey, dont think this will be the last time we see eachother. We will come back, I promise” miles fist bumps spider as gwen opens a portal. 

“You better…” spider pulls both miles and gwen for a tight hug. 

“Thanks…for everything” he whispers. 

Gwen and miles hug him back. 

“Next time, Imma bring some of my moms food, you are gonna love it” 

“I look forward to it” 

Pulling away, gwen and miles wave one last time before entering the portal as it disappears. Spider smiles in happiness of this new path that he welcomes.

Spider’s pov 

Alright everyone, lets do this! 

My name is Spider Miles Socorro. Or just spider for short. I was born on my awesome home planet, Pandora. Panet 2154 in the files. I was bitten by a weird mutant spider. Woke up feeling weird and all of a sudden I have powers! It is super cool and fun. Now I can do so many things. I can be as free than I ever was. Even better, I can protect my home. Fight alongside my friends and the people who raised me. 

Now I may be new to this whole spider thing, and I am learning as I go, but I know I will use this newfound ability to its full potential. 

So, until the next issue, this is spider the blue monkey! Out! 

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH~!! I like how it turned out!! Both in story and my cover! I hope you all liked it cause I out it all in this one! Hope you all enjoyed it! Until next time! See ya!

[icannotpickanamewtf]

The Day The Music Died (Part Three)

(PART ONE) (PART TWO)

Possessive!Spot x femSpider!Reader & Possessive!Miguel x femSpider!Reader

Summary: sooo....you get bit. the world keeps caving in on you.

Warnings: Panic Attacks, Spiders, and miguel lolll.

Days passed and there was no Spot in the shop anymore.

You take it that he finally got sick of being unsuccessful. 

Whatever. 

Mr. Parker wanted you to drive and watch Peter out at his little Spider exhibit today, ‘cause that’s what fifteen year olds are interested in now? 

You got some extra cash so you couldn’t complain. 

The car ride was consumed with Peter explaining each and every one of his music choices and putting it on your radio. The noise was welcome, but your cold recovery just combated the talking with another headache. 

Walking into the exhibit, you were mostly just freaked out rather than fascinated. Peter strutted on in, ready to meet his geeky friends and walk around to talk about lego Star Wars or something. 

You, the cool adult that you are, let him go on his own as long as he promised to stick with his friends and to call you if he needed anything. 

Peter giggled with his friends and went to go look around the spiders in their little glass boxes. 

You just sat on a bench near the wall and air vent to get a good cold breeze down your neck. It was way to fucking hot in here. 

Scrolling through your phone, you didn’t notice the fuzzy legged creature that crawled out the vent behind you. 

You can see where this is fucking going. 

Its eight legs gripped the wall while it sneakily made its way down to you, still oblivious as fuck. 

It lowered itself onto your goosebump covered neck. 

Prick! 

“Ow–“ You slapped your hand on the back of your neck and felt a little bump.

You pinched the offender in question and brought it in front of you.

It was a fucking weird looking spider. 

The world started spinning and your breaths got quicker. 

Just breathe. You are not dying. It’s just a reaction. Stop panicking.

Peter was still off with his friends and you were just trying to fucking breathe.

It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay.

It was in fact not okay. You passed out after getting hit with a wave of nausea. 

The world was just too much for you sometimes. 

———

The floor at the exhibit was quite comfortable right now. 

You groggily blinked a few times, noticing the people who all stood above you. 

They all looked down at your crumpled figure, checking to see if you’re alright. 

You didn’t know yourself if you were alright or not. 

After you usually pass out, that ‘too much’ feeling goes away. 

But not right now. Nope. Everything was like…times ten. 

No. Times one-thousand. 

You swear you could hear the little girl picking her nose in the lobby. 

Goosebumps flooded your skin as you jumped up in panic. You were very quickly realizing how big of a scene you were making and apologized, shooing all the left over concerned citizens and went to the restroom.

You felt like throwing up. Everything was spinning. You needed to just chill the fuck out. 

It was just a spider.

As you pushed the bathroom doors open, you hurried into a stall. 

You felt like you were on the tip of an iceberg, barely slipping into the deep and cold waters. 

Don’t panic. Don’t panic.

Your foot bounced in an abnormally fast motion. Sweat beaded down your forehead and your eyes kept looking around the stall in a frenzy. 

You heard a stranger walking up and approaching the fucking door outside of the restroom. 

You flinched when the door flung open and hit the wall.

Not just slam against the wall, you flung yourself onto the fucking ceiling. 

You were on the ceiling. Oh my god, your fingers were sticking to the fucking ceiling. 

The stranger thank to god didn’t notice your figure on the ceiling and merely went into a stall. 

You attempted to remove one of your hands to get a closer look. After much struggle, and what felt like ages, you examined your hand to see if you grew any fuzzy fur or claws. 

The only difference you noticed was a tiny little bump at your wrist. 

As you brought it up closer to your face, your breath grazed it and you had to hold back a whole body shiver. 

Okay, so it’s extremely sensitive. Maybe it’s just like, a bruise or something?

Who were you fucking kidding? You were literally attached to the fucking wall?!

—————

Still remembering your duty, you stayed in the exhibit to watch over Peter. 

Even if you felt like vomiting. 

Sweat dribbled down your cheeks, the people around you probably thought you were on something with how you paced. 

Peter seemed to have gotten enough social time and dragged you out of the exhibit to drive him back to the café. 

It all seemed like a blur. 

A really bad blur. 

Your wrists hurt. 

Everything hurt. 

In a moment of weakness, you wondered if Spot knew what to do. 

Nah. 

You can handle yourself just fine. 

You dropped Peter off and parked your car at the abandoned park near the upcoming ice skating rink. 

The air felt…the air felt like nothing. 

You couldn’t feel the temperature but at the sight of your breath in the air, you assumed it was chilly. 

What was happening to you? 

You rubbed your wrists repeatedly against your coat, hoping to soothe the pain. It was like your veins were being pulled and rearranged individually. 

You could hear the woman in the shower three apartment buildings over. You could hear the baby crying in city hall. 

The world was caving in on you. 

So, when you felt the sudden need to look up at the rooftop of a skyscraper, you did. 

A bulky figure dressed in navy blue, sharp red, and spikes met your stare. 

No. No fucking way. Not happening. Not today.

So you ran. 

Your lungs didn’t even burn from the speed you were going. You truly felt nothing.

Tears absentmindedly rolled down your face as you ran with superhuman speed. 

What was happening to you?

Taglist: @arachnagirl--spidergirl

[fellowshipofthenoodles]

hey so i need some advice about snakes. i dont have like a massive fear of them but it’s still big and makes me skin crawl a little bit. do you have any suggestions on how to get past this and improve? (same with spiders)

Hello!

So, even as a snake lover, I can understand that a fear of snakes is a normal, natural response. Same with spiders and other things that are common phobias! So for my first step, I want to stress this to you: don’t beat yourself up over it!

Next two steps are a do together thing; learn some stuff and exposure.

- If you can, find somewhere that you can be around snakes in a controlled environment. This can be places like museums, all the way to breeders, reputable pet stores, reptile enthusiasts, friends who would be patient and let you be in the room with and maybe eventually hold them when you feel comfy etc. There’s a lot of YouTube and TikTok accounts that are dedicated to things like advanced husbandry, where you can see the care that goes into caring for animals without the focus being directly on the animals themselves.

- Follow blogs on tumblr (👀👋🏻) where you can see people talking about their pets and the love they give to them. Even seeing the videos and pictures will gradually help to desensitise you. There’s tons of good reptiblrs (too many for me to remember right now sorry!) that can give you some good insight into the day to day lives of our little weird creatures.

- Once you’re comfortable enough, learn about them. Did you know that ball pythons are called that in the US because they curl into a ball when they’re spooked? When tarantulas are scared, they sometimes pull their legs over their eyes to hide them too.

Also remember: you’re way bigger and way scarier than they are!

Small snakes like hognoses will thrash around and inflate themselves and HISS and bonk themselves at you and sometimes flip themselves upside down to pretend to play dead, and that’s because you’re big and spooky.

Tarantulas will do something called “kicking hairs” where they stick their little booties up in the air and smack them with their back feet to kick specialised hair to make you leave them alone by making you itchy. That’s because you’re HUUUUGE and they’re just little guys.

While ball pythons aren’t a beginner species to keep necessarily due to their husbandry, they are a pretty good species to be introduced to as a first snake; they’re slow moving, hefty little curious creatures with the silliest puppy dog faces and well socialised balls are extremely handleable.

If for whatever reason you do get bitten by a small snake that’s a constrictor (like a ball python, or corn snake) then it’s very easy to get them off by smearing hand sanitizer on their mouths. It doesn’t hurt the snake (just tastes gross), and the bite doesn’t hurt you either too much - it feels a lot like you’ve been attacked by angry Velcro.

I hope you get past your fears, anon - please be patient with yourself! ❤️

Tonka the ball python is wishing you luck from his hide!

[rainba]

I love me some weird darling 🙏

I'm currently making a enclosure for a small worm herd and looking for prices on African giant millipedes, as well as planning a terruiam full of moss, rolly pollies, plants, etc. If Kairos and Luka can't handle that they will find special new friends in their bed at night!!!!

(I may or may not have just sobbed over scaring a cattpillar while trying to pick it up and this request is my emotionalsupportrequest/j)

Anon, that’s so cool…. Like, really cool. Kairos and Luka would also fully support you!! (〃＾▽＾〃)

Fun fact: Kairos also loves bugs! Particularly spiders. When he was a kid, he didn’t have any friends– so instead, he always played with the little creatures crawling around on the playground. 

If Kairos learns that you also love insects, he’d be more than happy to listen to you talk about them!! He would also try to help you take care of them, too. Ღ

Oh, but… Make sure you don’t give too much love and attention to your bugs. Kairos might get jealous if you focus more on them than him. ^^;;;;;;;

(Bonus: if you let Kairos name one of the bugs, he’d make up a ship name between the two of you and would give the bug that name. LOL.)

With Luka– he would think it’s actually very endearing! Does he, personally, like insects? Not really… (o^ ^o)

Does he like the way that you love insects and nerd out over them? Absolutely!

He’ll fully support your hobbies and interests! So– if you need things for your little buddies– Luka will help you pay for everything. (๑>◡<๑) You might as well just save his credit card information on all of your online accounts. Just, um… Don’t ask him to hold any of your bugs.

He’s fine with looking at them! He’s unbothered at the idea of taking them outside or moving them around. But genuinely holding them in his bare hands will creep him out a bit... ^^;;;;;;;

[cybertron-after-dark]

ok so could i request. tfp decepticons and the onboard human pet / liaison / autobot bait / whatever. where the human is a masseuse and gives the command little messages to help with tension and stress, just to be nice... i love the tfp decepticon cast i love how much screentime they got and how the show actually FOCUSED on them sometimes so id love to see our cons get to chill out for once. how'd they react to receiving the gentleness and care from such a tiny creature? maybe we spark some empathy. ayooo (feel free to ignore ask if too complicated i love how you write the characters and look forward to seeing more of ur work!!!!)

Kissing you softly on the forehead for this ask anon, there is So Much to Work With

-Megatron is having none of this. He allows you to remain on board so the troops have something to keep them entertained and help them destress other than killing each other. Just because they're foolish enough to allow your grubby little human hands between their plating doesn't mean he'll make the same error. The day he trusts a human so close to his major fuel lines is the day Unicron devours himself.

-Starscream finds the whole affair a bit gross at first. He's expected to let this flesh creature... Touch him? Ew, no. A gross, squishy critter rubbing their greasy paws all over him sounds like the opposite of relaxing. Especially somewhere as sensitive as his shoulder seams, or, primus forbid, his wings. But... Eventually seeing everyone else get pampered except him has him feeling a bit indignant. No, this simply won't do. He deserves to be relaxed and calm way more than any of these cretins! However... The first few attempts at giving him a massage fail horribly because you can't touch him without the guy jumping and screaming like a spider just crawled across him. But, after about the second or third try, he'll start to brace himself. He is DETERMINED to have a relaxing time, dammit! And by that point, he'll actually stand still and chill out long enough for you to do your work.

-Knockout is having the time of his life. Sure it's weird having a fleshy feeling him up, but as long as he slips the massages into his routine before buffing himself, whatever freaky oils they leave behind on his plating won't matter. Knockout actually does massages himself, on occasion, and his status as a medic makes him intimately acquainted with the ins and outs of cybertronian physiology (wink wink), and he's more than happy to teach you how to best relieve the tension in a wound up frame. Especially if you apply those techniques to him.

-Breakdown loves having you around. Knockout already pampers him to no end, and then along comes this sweet little earth critter with itty bitty hands that reach all the places knockout can't. He has never been more relaxed in his life, especially if the both of you team up to spoil him. He'll be wondering how he ever got so lucky.

-Soundwave will be hesitant. He's known you're not a threat for a long time, you don't seem to be plotting anything, and by all means, your weak, stubby little flesh-hands have very little chance of dealing any real damage to his systems even if you DO get up close and personal, but... Well that's a lot more intimate contact that he's used to with anyone, except maybe Laserbeak. He wouldn't really say he's disgusted by humans, but he's pretty sure this whole affair will feel really weird. But, eventually, the stress he's under will outweigh the assumed strangeness of the touch. It ends up helping him unwind quite a bit, despite all the mental roadblocks he's built up, and he'll even start requesting them later when hes had a particularly rough day keeping the nemesis from falling apart. He'd really appreciate it if you helped straighten out the kinks in his cables, too.

-Shockwave is surprisingly okay with the offer. Lab work takes it's toll on his frame after enough time, and having someone else relieve the tension is not only enjoyable, but practical. If he takes time to relax when he's nearing his limit, the work will get done more efficiently. It's simply common sense. It also helps that you're human, honestly. Were he to ask another decepticon, he'd risk things getting... Personal. No risk of such frivolous bonds (unless... Nahhh... UNLESS 🥺😳)

[beauty-and-passion]

TMA - Chapters 51-60: Supernatural grandpas and Spider Gang members

Welcome back to my weekly rambling about ten new TMA chapters.

New theories are born, old ones are dead and stupid ones are rising. Will they be right? Will they be wrong? Is everyone’s name actually Michael? How will my mind be blasted by these ten new chapters?

Only one way to find out.

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MAG 51 - High Pressure

When I read that Simon Fairchild was in this story, I immediately went “Uh?”. Why is he here? What is he doing here?

And most importantly, what did he say to Mrs. Haley, before she jumped into the water? I bet it’s something like “Enjoy the water”, just like he said “Enjoy the sky” to Robert in MAG 21. This man keeps waking up and choosing violence. Mood.

But hey, maybe that’s because he’s an old guy. After all, older people are the most stubborn/tough creatures ever and the older you are, the tougher you become.

Also, what kind of creepy supernatural shit is Mr. Fairchild? A colossal hungry monster? The first time, the sky ate Robert. Now, the water tries to grab Antonia. It reminds me of the colossal figure from ex Altiora, but we already have a Michael associated with the Vast, so who is Simon? Another Vast? The Grandfather of the Vast? Is ‘Simon’ his middle name and the first one is actually Michael? That would explain everything XD

Uh, so the table from MAG 3 isn’t a fractal, but more of a web. And Graham was caught by it. I suppose that means we should ask Spider Mom about him - and about Sasha too.

It’s also very interesting the following part of the discussion, in which Jon asked:

“I thought that was... I... whatever crawled through his window. Unless you think they’re linked, somehow?”

To which Not!Sasha replied:

“I doubt it. It didn’t sound like the sort of thing that would want to be bound to an object.”

So this imposter thing doesn’t want to be bound to an object (like the table), but it really enjoys stealing bodies. Isn’t that similar to “being bound to an object”? Maybe this imposter just wants a living, breathing thing, instead of an inanimate one. It makes me think of Michael and the concept of identity for these creatures: is stealing bodies the only way this supernatural shit knows to have its own identity?

No, I refuse to start feeling empathy for this supernatural shit. You are an imposter and I will look at you with suspicion. I will not imagine you looking at the wax statues in Madame Tussaud’s Museum and pondering about existence, identity and humanity. I won’t.

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MAG 52 - Exceptional Risk

As soon as Robert Montauk was mentioned, I immediately remembered him from MAG 9. And here he is, the guy who killed a shit ton of people and kept hearts in his shed because he was dealing with some supernatural shit.

Jon asked if he was “summoning it, containing it, worshipping it”, which are all valid questions. Also, I find it very telling that the first verb he uses is “summoning” and not “containing”, considering that the dark guy told Montauk: “You didn’t think you could kill it for long, did you?”.

Personally, I think Mr. Montauk was trying to contain that supernatural shit and the only way to do so was by killing a shit ton of people and doing that weird magical circle in his shed. And that somehow “killed” (or at least kept it busy) the shit that took his wife. But since Mr. Montauk was killing a ton of people to do that, it was just a matter of time before someone found out.

(I checked MAG 9 because I also remembered a pendant and yes, his wife had a pendant with a closed eye. Is all of this story somehow related to Big Brother? Or is the closed eye just a charm? A sort of “close your eye and don’t look at me, you scary supernatural shit”?)

We also have a name for another of these supernatural shits! I will keep you in mind, Maxwell Rayner. So you are some sort of monster made of darkness - which reminds me of the creepy monster in MAG 25. Maybe it’s the same creature.

And now, back with the most beautiful love story that exists in Tim’s mind only: the one between Jon and Basira. I think I love her a little more after this episode. I mean, she appeared for a few minutes and:

blasted Martin, by saying that Tim is “the hot one”

blasted Jon, by saying that Tim has his same scars, but he manages to pull them off because he’s so much sexier than Jon

blasted Jon even more, by instantly using the typical sentences for a rejection: It’s not you it’s me, you’re nice and all, etc.

literally said: okay, fine we’ll let Tim think there’s something between us. But stay assured, Jon, that there is nothing

Wow, and here I thought Simon Fairchild was the one who woke up and chose violence. What’s up with all these people waking up and choosing violence? And why they’re all such moods?

Oh, she brought a tape about Alexandria! Is it about the Library of Alexandria? I hope it will be the next one, ‘cause I am very curious to know what it will be about.

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MAG 53 - Crusader

That was… something.

I have never heard of the Serapeum of Alexandria before, so kudos for letting me know about it. It’s very interesting and I love that this statement wasn’t about something so obvious and universally well-known as the Library of Alexandria, but another archive.

And archives are the real protagonists of this statement. Archives and archivists. It’s very interesting how Gertrude thought that the mysterious figure wasn’t just a scary supernatural shit, but specifically an archivist. Why an archivist, among all people? Is it because, as Jon said, she was suspecting something? If you become the archivist, you also become a supernatural shit, linked to the archive itself?

It’s also very interesting how Jon says: “Am I just part of a chain? A long, unending string of people who call themselves “the archivist” stretching back to…”. This somehow connects to my theory that Elias/the Lukas family is trying to find someone who will resonate with Big Brother.

Maybe “the Archivist” is the specific title given to this particular person that can resonate with Big Brother. After all, both Michael and Jane referred to Jon as “Archivist” and not “Jon”, “You�� or “Doomed Idiot”. Just like Michael calls “the Wanderer” the person who enters its domain, maybe “the Archivist” identifies the person designed for Big Brother?

Oh Martin, you’re too precious: caring for your paranoid boss like this <3 please, at least you: grab him and run away. The spas are waiting.

That can be you, Martin.

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MAG 54 - Still Life

This is one of those statements that can be very creepy if you have that specific kind of fear. In this case, if you fear taxidermy or dead, stuffed things, then this story is for you.

Since I do not find them particularly creepy, I wasn’t particularly scared either. I suspected Daniel Rawlings was stuffed too, so the final part wasn’t a big surprise. And he may look different from the missing guy, but the same goes for Not!Sasha - and all of this was basically a huge hint to not trust her. However, since Jon still has no idea what’s wrong with her, he doesn’t get it.

The really interesting part was the supplement. We have Jonathan “Dipper” Sims, Master of Paranoia, now becoming expert burglar. First he watched Tim’s house, now he breaks into Gertrude’s. Next time he will watch Martin sleep, then hopefully police will arrest him (and save him from the Institute).

So Gertrude removed the eyes from everything in her house: another confirmation that Big Brother has one million eyes and can look through them all and this series is suspiciously becoming like Gravity Falls. If Big Brother is triangular too, then I will start to fear the beginning of an Armageddon.

Wait… is this what the war between supernatural shits will bring to? Will this story have its own Weirdmageddon? Oh shit, I really need to know more.

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MAG 55 - Pest Control

Wow, this statement was useless.

I mean, not entirely. It just confirmed Jane Prentiss worked alone and that there are other beings like her. I knew it already and I’m surprised Jon didn’t realize it. Who does he think Michael is, if not another supernatural shit? There are supernatural shits everywhere in this goddamn world.

But even if I realized it, the characters had to realize it too. So, even if this seems like a useless chapter from a reader’s perspective, it was necessary for the plot.

Wow, think of this man. Not only he’s still very paranoid regarding Jane Prentiss (with every right, because it’s been barely five months since the attack), but he has been changed so deeply by it, to not even have a normal life anymore. He literally looks back at boring stuff with longing. Poor Jon, I may joke about him, but I sympathize with his struggles.

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MAG 56 - Children of the Night

Jon was surprised by this statement and so was I: I didn’t expect a follow up to Trevor Herbert’s previous statement!

This one is pretty useless compared to the first one, but there’s something extremely important and it’s the presence of Spider Mom. Or the spider lady. Whatever: it’s a member of the spider gang, that’s what matters.

I also really liked the image of the woman as this hollow figure, full of spiders and spiderwebs. It kinda reminds me of the Oogie Boogie from Nightmare Before Christmas, that was full of worms. Pretty cool.

A-ah! We finally found out what was Martin lying about! And it was about his incompetence, lol. Jokes aside, at least he’s not lying about something supernatural/weird/dangerous: he’s just a poor guy trying to help his mother.

If I thought he deserved a vacation before, I am sure now: Martin, please, go on vacation. I’ll pay it for you, just go on a spa and relax.

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MAG 57 - Personal Space

What did I say before about specific fears/topics that scare or get you? Well, space is that for me. I’m not exactly scared by it, but I love the concept of being alone/abandoned in space: that fear is something so “otherworldly”, something we would rarely experience here in Earth… it’s fascinating, you know?

So yes, I was happy to read this story and when Mr. Chilcott said the Earth disappeared, as well as the Sun and the Moon, I was even more excited. I love space stuff <3

O-oh! Another member of the creepy Lukas family! Now, who is Conrad Lukas? Evan Lukas’ father, grandpa or uncle? I think these guys should start talking a little bit about their family tree: I have three Lukas by now and no idea how they’re related to each other.

So the businesses involved in this weird project are:

Pinnacle Aerospace, majority owned by the Fairchild family

a large private investment by Nathaniel Lukas

Optic Solutions Limited, a company manufacturing cameras that has its business address in Ny Alesund, Norway.

Or, to translate it from story-to-reader/theorists:

Simon Fairchild, the man related to the sky/sea who wakes up and chooses violence

the umpteenth Lukas

Big Brother’s secret company that makes more electronic eyes to spy on everything

Welp, I trust this project so much now. There’s definitely nothing weird going on here. Are the Fairchilds on the same side of the Lukas in the supernatural war? They’re literally working together like besties, so I suppose yes.

Finally, Jon is starting to suspect a bit about Not!Sasha. Well, Not!Sasha is also trying her best to look as suspicious as possible: she’s literally trying to destroy the statements in which there’s even a fragment of her voice. And the new boyfriend is clearly taken from some magazine. I just hope Jon will realize what’s happening as soon as possible.

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MAG 58 - Trail Rations

So, another statement about meat. This time, mixed with the Oregon Trail and cannibalism.

I don’t really know what to think about meat. I mean, fine, it’s a supernatural shit, but… what was doing, in 1845? Was it trying to find a body? Did it just want to become bigger? Maybe it was trying to get Mrs. Carlisle as new body and it will try to do so for years, until it will find out Jared Hopworth… assuming that the meat and the boneturner and the same supernatural shit.

Wow, what a surprise: who would’ve ever guessed that Jon’s coworkers are mad that he’s stalking them like a creep. Poor Tim, my boy deserves a vacation too. Just go with Martin: I’ll pay for you both.

But first, let’s send Jon to a therapist, so he can talk about all of his issues.

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MAG 59 - Recluse

And here we are, back on Hill Top Road. This time, we have a special guest: the table from MAG 3, that came back multiple times already. And this time, we know what was in the middle of it: apparently, a box with an apple. And if you eat the apple, you become food for the spider gang. This goddamn spider gang.

Also, what is Agnes? She clearly saved Mr. Sinclair with that kiss on the cheek, because it brought him back to his senses and helped him escape from the spider nest or whatever it was. So either she is another supernatural shit… or she’s a supernatural shit. No other possible choices :P

Wow Jon, who would’ve ever guessed that your coworkers don’t like to work with you, if you keep being creepy and paranoid with them? Maybe if you stop acting like a creep for one split second...

I like to think they’re all conspiring to send him to therapy. One of these days, they will lock Jon inside his office with a therapist and leave them alone, until Jon manages to talk about all of his paranoid thoughts.

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MAG 60 - The Observer Effect

So we can resume this statement as follows:

Christopher Meyer was minding his own business and living his life, when he suddenly decided to stick his nose into “outer cults” or, as the statement explains:

“small organized groups of worshippers whose beliefs weren’t simply deviations from paganism or other major religions, but seemed to focus on holy beings or concepts completely apart from what would be considered normal religious practice. Some seemed to have more in common with ancient shamanism than with organized hierarchical worship, and all were highly secretive.”

So, he went to the Magnus Institute, where all the stories about these supernatural shits are kept. And among holy beings like Mr. Boneturner and concepts like the fog, the meat and Michael, he found a mirror related to Big Brother. And that’s what probably made him a recluse.

So, when Mrs. Meyer took it, she suffered his same fate of being watched all the time by Big Brother… at least until one day she woke up and chose violence. But, like, real violence.

I’ll admit it: taking a van full of petrol and trying to destroy the institute was probably the best and the most badass move ever, so Rosa Meyer immediately rises to the status of world savior.

It looks like the Institute’s team decided to not lock Jon in his office with a therapist, but to simply do an intervention. Okay, fine, it works too.

And wow, look, in the CCTV of Gertrude’s death there’s no one, except for Gertrude and Elias who finds her body. There’s absolutely no way this man found the secret passages and used them to kill Gertrude, nope nope, he hasn’t written “SUSPICIOUS” all over his face, I definitely trust him.

And if it wasn’t Elias to kill her, it was Big Brother then. Or the umpteenth member of the Lukas family, who was hidden in the tunnels for killing reasons and killing reasons only.

At least the CCTV convinced Jon he hasn’t been fair with his team and that they’re all innocents. Let’s hope he will stop being a creepy paranoid stalker with them and start being a creepy paranoid stalker with Elias. I just don't trust you, Elias.

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In conclusion

So these supernatural shits aren’t simple supernatural shits: they are “holy beings or concepts” worshipped by secret cults. Do I think the Lukas family is one of those secret circles? Yes, that’s what I think. Do I think they worship Big Brother? Yes, that’s what I think too.

But seriously, love the religious undertones. As someone who grew up surrounded by Christianity, seeing religion in a work gets my interest. I just wonder how the religious theme will be developed here.

Speaking of the characters: Jon is still in Paranoia Land, but at least he’s admitting his paranoid thoughts. And even if he acted like an insane creep, his team is still trying to help him. Sure, they’re doing it in their own way, but at least they’re trying. And Martin is quickly rising to the status of saint, because I would’ve been far less nice if my boss stalked me like Jon did with him.

So we're past the first fourth of the series and I have more questions than ever: how many supernatural shits are in this world? What really are they? Will we learn about their origin too? What actually happened to Gertrude? What is Not!Shasha planning? How many more members of the Spider Gang will come? Will Simon Fairchild wake up and choose violence again? And how many more connections will I find in the next ten chapters?

See you soon next week!

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[docnefarious]

If Nefarious thought he would be safe after pulling such a humiliating prank on the former space witch, then he was DEAD WRONG. It had taken a full day for her to plan and gather everything for her glorious prank, but, ooohhhh, it was so worth it! On the surface, it simply looked like she had decorated the entire station with Halloween decorations. And quite nicely too! Not a single spot had been left untouched by her. But beneath it all? Not everything was as it seemed. Not all the spiders, bats, and snakes were fake. Some were, in fact, very much real and alive. But no one would be able to see it until the creatures actually moved. Then, there were the hologram traps she had placed in random spots, ready to come to life whenever someone stepped too close to them. Each one had their own random and horrifying hologram programmed into them. Werewolves, ghosts, ghouls, robot zombie pirates - you name it! Everything was themed for Halloween. At the end of it all, she had placed a familiar purple card with a V on it on his desk. And written on it was: challenge accepted. Happy Halloween, sucker. P.S: Your security still sucks. And just to be petty, she had made sure to draw chibified version of herself, showing him the middle fingers at the bottom of the paper.

@nether-twins

Nefarious was in a truly great mood! His prank on Vendra had gone off without a hitch! And he was still basking in triumph. That would teach that wretched space witch not to mess with him!

He cackled his way down the corridor, beaming with pride, and oh! How nice! Lawrence had even taken it upon himself to decorate the halls with those strange Halloween decorations! An Earth holiday that, he had to say, he actually quite liked! Though it wasn't like Lawrence to voluntarily take on such tasks... his good mood must have been rubbing off on him!

Then he rounded a corner, and without warning, a holographic ghoul suddenly burst to life, screeching as it lunged at him with clawed, skeletal fingers.

"AAAAAAH!!! HOLY ZONI FUCK!!!!!" He stumbled backwards, pressing himself against the wall. Wait... It wasn't real. Haha—okay... Lawrence must have really gotten into the Halloween spirit... weird. But still, he was in a good enough mood to let it go. So attempting to regain his composure, he let out a nervous chuckle, and continued on.

But then, from the corner of his eye, he spotted a plastic spider on the wall. He scoffed. "Hah! Pathetic! You really went all out, didn't... you...." The spider crawled closer, and to his horror, he realized... it was real. "OH, EW!! DISGUSTING!!! OKAY!! LAWRENCE!!!!! GET IN HERE AND EXPLAIN THIS!!! IMMEDIATELY!!!" His voice echoed down the empty hallways.

With no answer from Lawrence, Nefarious looked around, growing more unnerved as he rushed into the supposed safety of his office. But wait... there, in the center of his desk, lay a purple card. His shoulders hunched and his eyes narrowed as he closed in on the desk, picking the card up to see the little drawing of Vendra herself, grinning and flipping him off. Nefarious' hands shook as he read the note, his temper flaring. So it HADN'T been Lawrence! It had her! It had been revenge!

"VENDRAAAAAAAAȦ̷̗̙̓̍̐͗A̶̧̼̳̤̮͒͋͊͘Ą̷̫̤̀̔A̵͎̝̻͙͑͂̓̊Ą̶̡̢̤͖̓̈́ͅ!!!!"

He tore the card in half, stomping on it repeatedly for good measure.

“OKAY!!! THAT'S IT!!!!" He shouted into the empty space. "It looks like I have to remind you EXACTLY who you're dealing with!!!! YOU'RE NOT MAKING IT TO CHRISTMAS!!!!"

But no sooner than he spun around to storm off, did he step into yet another hidden trap. Holograms of a hoard of zombie pirates jumped to life, groaning as they lurched forward in unison. He let out a very high-pitched scream as he stumbled backwards, knocking over his chair as he ran shrieking back out into the hall.

[turnonyrlovelight]

HERE IT IS.

THE BLUES BROTHERS BAND [+ FAMILY] AND WHAT PETS THEY WOULD HAVE:

JAKE:

jake seems like a classic dog guy, but at the same time i would absolutely see him with smth really fucking weird like he brings a snake in n is like "this is jake jr." would be mixed on walking a dog every single day.

ELWOOD:

he likes loud but doesn't at the same time, dog mayb ?? no, he would absolutely get like a fish or a cat- maybe both just for funsies. he wouldn't exactly get a pet tho officially, he would find smth in an alleyway that vaguely looks like a cat n go "hell yeah"

MACK:

DOG. BIG FLUFFY DOG. CRUSTY EYED WHITE DOG YOU NAME IT THIS MAN WOULD GET A DOG. fun n absolutely whimsical like him ! not much 2 say abt him unfortunately, but i am absolutely certain mack is a golden retriever dude

CURTIS:

i don't really think he'd actually get a pet ? curtis has lots on his plate already and pets are a lot to handle, but he probs has smth nice like a fish. fish are complicated yes, but he thinks he has the gist of it, likes to come down to the basement after a long day and put on a record, watch the fish swimming around and talk to it. has a fish care routine

BUSTER:

something ridiculous. elwood and sister mary do not trust this creature with animals so the closest thing would be some real "my first pet !!!1!1!" stuff like a hamster who gets lost in the bluesmobile on the way home from the store and is never found again. that or a skink he found in a puddle and decided was cool

CAB:

most likely a cat ! something sleek, smart and sort of mirrors him in a way. he likes how mischievous cats are along with the history and such of cats being worshipped and decides cats are pretty neat. absolutely not an animal person but warms up to the cat after a while and then devotes all of his possessions to it

SISTER MARY:

turtle. that's it. turtle. specifically the really angry one from the amazing world of gumball. yeah, the one that dried up but somehow lived ?? like cab, the turtle mirrors her in a way where it looks alright but will bite you if you come toward it. she has to feed it with a pair of tongs

ALAN:

a fish, just one though, and just one he will have. he watches the other bandmembers pets from time to time and doesn't exactly mind animals, just does not have the time or energy to be taking care of anything but himself at the moment with such a busy schedule being in the band and having like, every job ever in the highbrow end of town

TOM:

gerbil- i have no idea !!!! a rodent that's really strange looking but he absolutely adores it, shows it off to everyone and sacrifices things to it. the rodent is insane and tom doesn't keep it in an enclosure or anything overnight or if he's out so you just have to hope and pray u have not let the gerbil out into the street to commit mass crime

LOU:

doggie :] that or !!!! a bird :]]]] something whimsical like mack's animal choices. lou probably enjoys walks outside, song and something that finds interest in everything like a bird or a dog. even though you can't exactly walk a bird he will absolutely try, he will buy a little baby harness and take that bird for a walk down the street.

MURPH:

this man is a farm, he goes to pet supply stores just to take the crickets home [he has no animals that eat crickets, he just wants crickets], will get everything he sees. has a little crusty eyed white dog that he dresses up and goes full old lady mode on. ur honour murph is just a little old woman leave him alone in his farmhouse with his little creatures

WILLIE:

willie is absolutely strange and outspoken and i love him. he gets a spider, a cool little jumping spider that he hangs out with- it takes him a while to warm up to it as well, like others, but he ends up really appreciating insects n bugs more when he spends time watching his spider or letting it crawl on his hands, a desk or just around in its little house

STEVE:

this man gives off country boy cowgirl cowboy girl boy horsegirl energy and i will NOT accept anything else. steve is a horsegirl he goes to the stables n specifically choses this one horse to hang out with so much that it's straight up his horse now. country boyyyyy i loooove uuuuuuuu

DONALD:

crusty eyed white dog. this came up before with murph but istg he would be such a crust dog defender. "it's cute ! stop it !!" he can't even bring it to band practice anymore because the band think it's a creature from the underworld. his problem is he keeps getting them. he has one in the 70s that freaks the entire band out and then again in the 90s he's like "hey guys" and pulls out a CRUST DOG

MATT:

a bird :] something like lou but i think i'm leaning toward bird because birds are fun, annoying, musical and are great for loneliness. mrs. murphy hates the bird but matt will not take bird slander, tries to teach the bird to talk and has little conversations with it. animals in general trust him with just a look from how idk. trustworthy matt looks - i would trust him with my drink 100%

[plushee-cant-draw]

oKAy uh Wilson rework real *Chucks all the new quotes I could find at you* I... Can't find any that are Wilson specific for some reason? Normally rework quotes are under a section titled their name or sm, but anyways have quotes for the weird shadow pillar and pig hound... thing idk, copyed and pasted directly from the code below the read more:

Wilson:

-- DREADSTONE = "It seems to reflect shadows instead of light.", HORRORFUEL = "It sends a terrible shiver down my spine.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Freeing him might not have been my best idea.", IMPRISONED = "I feel almost sorry for him.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "There's something glinting inside the marble.", EXPOSED = "A pillar of impossibly hard stone.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Lightweight, sturdy, and snazzy!", DREADSTONEHAT = "To keep my brilliant brain safe and sound.", },

Warly:

-- DREADSTONE = "Terrible and beautiful all at once.", HORRORFUEL = "It makes my teeth chatter.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "I have decided on fear!", IMPRISONED = "I don't know whether to feel fear or pity.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Perhaps I could free the poor creature?", EXPOSED = "Ah zut, that stone is far too tough for me to break.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "A fine peice of armor.", DREADSTONEHAT = "My head feels safer already.", },

Wanda:

-- DREADSTONE = "As off-putting as it is, it could be useful.", HORRORFUEL = "It gives me a terrible feeling...", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "I knew I shouldn't have involved myself!", IMPRISONED = "I shouldn't involve myself in these things.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "They seem breakable... but I don't think that'd be wise.", EXPOSED = "Oh botheration. I think I just remembered something...", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "It should keep me well protected, at least.", DREADSTONEHAT = "That stone turned out to be rather useful.", },

Wendy:

-- DREADSTONE = "It is cold... and beautiful.", HORRORFUEL = "There are always more horrors to come.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Kindness only begets more pain...", IMPRISONED = "What a pitiful creature.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "We are all tethered to this place in one way or another.", EXPOSED = "It is too strong, and I am too weak.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Let the darkness surround me.", DREADSTONEHAT = "What's the point?", },

Winona:

-- DREADSTONE = "It's evil-lookin', but tough as nails.", HORRORFUEL = "Makes the usual nightmare goop look almost pleasant by comparison.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Yeesh big guy, I was just tryin' to help you out!", IMPRISONED = "That pig's seen better days.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "That marble doesn't look structurally sound to me.", EXPOSED = "I stand corrected. That rock ain't goin' nowhere.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "That's some real high-grade protective equipment.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Lookin' sharp! Literally.", },

Wortox:

-- DREADSTONE = "A stone as black as night.", HORRORFUEL = "A goop most foul.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "I'm sensing the answer is foe.", IMPRISONED = "Friend or foe?", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "A terrible fate, to be locked in this state.", EXPOSED = "Why hide this stone inside?", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "All blows will be blocked by this armor of rock.", DREADSTONEHAT = "A stone fortress for my brain.", },

Webber:

-- DREADSTONE = "We're not sure if we like that rock.", HORRORFUEL = "It makes our spider skin crawl.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Hey! We were just trying to help!!", IMPRISONED = "He doesn't look like a normal pig. Or even a normal werepig.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "We feel bad just leaving him like that...", EXPOSED = "We can't break through it!", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "It's kinda scary, but it keeps us safe!", DREADSTONEHAT = "A pointy helmet to match our pointy teeth!", },

WX-78:

-- DREADSTONE = "IT IS HARD, COLD, AND EVIL. I LOVE IT", HORRORFUEL = "DARKNESS: 100%. NO SHADES OF GREY DETECTED", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "I THINK IT TOOK THE POINTING AND LAUGHING PERSONALLY", IMPRISONED = "THE FLESHSACK IS STUCK. LET US POINT AND LAUGH AT IT", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED", EXPOSED = "ERROR: MATERIAL IS TOO DENSE TO DESTROY", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "IT LOOKS GOOD ON ME", DREADSTONEHAT = "ACCEPTABLE PROCESSOR PROTECTION", },

Walter:

-- DREADSTONE = "It's just a rock, what's so scary about a rock?", HORRORFUEL = "It can't be THAT bad... can it?", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "I thought he'd be a bit happier to be free...", IMPRISONED = "We can't just leave him like that, Woby! We've gotta help him!", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Hey, what's that stuff inside?", EXPOSED = "Oh, it's just a different kind of rock.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "It looks like an evil knight's armor. Neat!", DREADSTONEHAT = "Never forget to wear your dark helmet.", },

Wurt:

-- DREADSTONE = "Pretty rocks!", HORRORFUEL = "I-is just goop! Not scared!", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Grrr! You just big stinky pig!", IMPRISONED = "Nyeeeeehhh!!", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Heehee, stinky pig all locked up!", EXPOSED = "Rock too hard for breaking, florp.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "So pretty... it mine!", DREADSTONEHAT = "It real good for headbutting, flort!", },

Maxwell:

-- DREADSTONE = "Petrified nightmares.", HORRORFUEL = "That's the good stuff.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Say pal, why don't we talk this out?", IMPRISONED = "You went nosing around places you shouldn't have, didn't you?", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "I can just make out something dark within.", EXPOSED = "That stone would be useful, if only it could be broken.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Black never goes out of style.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Darkness is never far from my mind.", },

Wolfgang:

-- DREADSTONE = "Is just rock, not scary! ...Right?", HORRORFUEL = "S-scary...", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "H-how about friendly game of arm wrestle, yes?", IMPRISONED = "Angry piggie has gotten more muscles!", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Mighty Wolfgang could break pillar!", EXPOSED = "Mighty Wolfgang could... not break pillar.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Wolfgang doesn't need scary rock armor!", DREADSTONEHAT = "Ha! Wolfgang's head is already hard like a rock!", },

Wigfrid:

-- DREADSTONE = "A stone of ill omen.", HORRORFUEL = "The sight of it chills even my courageous Viking heart.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "You leave me no choice, beast! To arms!", IMPRISONED = "The beast hath been consumed by foul magic.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "The pillar is weakened... mayhaps it could be broken.", EXPOSED = "Only something of great might could crack that foul stone.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "It will serve me well, despite its origins.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Ready to bear the brunt of battle!", },

Woodie:

-- DREADSTONE = "There's something off aboot it.", HORRORFUEL = "That stuff can't be good for ya.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Not even so much as a \"thank you\", eh?", IMPRISONED = "Whatever he's got better not be contagious.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Looks sturdy... ish.", EXPOSED = "That's some firmly planted stone.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Luce says black ain't my colour.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Gotta protect the old noggin', eh?", },

Willow:

-- DREADSTONE = "Eww, why does this rock feel so cold and clammy?", HORRORFUEL = "That must be what nightmares have nightmares about.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "You jerk! I was just trying to help!", IMPRISONED = "Looks like somebody's having a bad day.", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "How crazy would I have to be to try and break that pillar?", EXPOSED = "It won't break. I didn't try that hard, but still.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "It's fine I guess.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Do I have to wear it? On my head??", },

Wickerbottom:

-- DREADSTONE = "Metamorphic, if I'm not mistaken.", HORRORFUEL = "Highly concentrated ectoplasmic residue.", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "This creature has terrible manners.", IMPRISONED = "My, how did it end up in this state?", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "How odd... the marble appears to be encasing something.", EXPOSED = "It will require much greater force than I can muster to break it.", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Extremely durable, and surprisingly lightweight.", DREADSTONEHAT = "Thankfully, the material has no adverse effects on the mind.", },

and lastly,

Wormwood:

-- DREADSTONE = "Pretty", HORRORFUEL = "Scary...", DAYWALKER = { GENERIC = "Why so mad?", IMPRISONED = "Stuck. Poor Twirly Tail", }, DAYWALKER_PILLAR = { GENERIC = "Where you grow from?", EXPOSED = "Where you grow from?", }, ARMORDREADSTONE = "Pretty rock clothes", DREADSTONEHAT = "Rock for head", },

No clue what this means, I just saw the weird shadow pig on my dash and instantly went "Is-Is this real? not a mod, reAL?"

[toxycodone]

exhausted wolf anon here 🐺🪚 i decided on giant whip spider for the creature my sona is, since they live in caves and it would make more sense to find him in the dungeon.

His mom is a half-foot named Danlok! She was obsessed with magic (haven't read the manga yet but she's into forbidden magic, forgot the name- I'm writing this down for the first time in this ask lol I'll do some research after) andddd got chased out of her half-foot village when they found out what she was doing!! Her husband (Ferfil ig? Fer is his first name 1000%, idk what the last name or family name is yet, just spit balling rn) helped her move into a secluded area, where they had their first kiddo! His full name is Sigvik Ferz, he grew up to be about 4 years old? Before contracting a fatal illness that they couldn't find a way to cure, despite his mother's magical prowess. He passed away after 7 months of his parents trying to stabilize him. So, she left his body exactly where it was, and worked tirelessly to keep his soul contained so she could bring him back to life. She became obsessed with this goal, to an unhealthy degree, submerging herself completely into her work and avoiding anything that would distract her. Her husband was (understandably) concerned, but tried to take care of her the best that he could while she was in this state, making sure she had food and water at least. One thing led to the next, and she managed to bring Sigvik back after she disappeared with his body for a full week. But something was very wrong visually- he was double the height, with a black dusty carapace on his entire body, 6 spiked arms, and two large whip-like appendages protruding from his back. The only recognizable part of him was his face, a slight difference being his eyes were a little bigger, and almost entirely taken up by his pupils, only a sliver of the scleras visible when he looked head on. But, he was back, just a little more reserved and light-sensitive than before. His father was a little off-put at first, but once he realized that this man was in fact his son, his parents both raised him like a normal half-foot child! (holy fuck I'm writing so much I apologize for this lmfao 😿😿)

He aged like normal, until he reached maturity- and seemed to stop completely. Neither of his parents noticed until around 5 years passed? and he had no significant changes in his appearance. Which was, maybe concerning?? His mom didn't know why it was happening. His dad tried to get an answer out of her but she couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to. Still, they took care of him, hoping

A few years after this, Sigvik came home after a little walk at night and his parents were both gone. He looked everywhere for them, in their little hide-out, but found nothing. Everything was in its place, exactly how it was before he left. So, he waited for them to return. Then waited a little more. Then waited even longer. He didn't know how long they would be gone, but they would always come back home before, so he didn't think this would be much different. After the first full day they hadn't returned, he decided he would go looking for them. He got lost in the woods outside of his home, found and promptly chased away by a group of weird tall people (hasnt met anyone other than his parents), getting even more lost. He found his way into a sea-side city at night, explored a boat, got trapped inside of a crate or something of that effect, anddd ended up on the island!! crawled into the dungeon and has been living there since :3

until maybe Laios' or Kabru's party stumbles on him in the deeper levels of the dungeon. He finds half-foots more familiar and approachable than the other races (he would be very scared of Laios when they first meet- large loud man + recluse bug boy with very sensitive ears = instant disaster) and also Kabru and Marcille would be the second scariest people he meets tbh, but Kabru could probably figure out a way to make himself seem non-threatening. I see Sigvik following Kabru's party around if they meet him before Laios' party- or he finds Chilchuck secluded from the rest of the folks and they talk while he's hidden from view since they both are half-foots and have good ears. Then he steps out and scares the fucking life out of Chil because what the fuck is that thing. But then he talks and realizes 'oh this guy is the half-foot I've been talking to for the past 20 minutes in my native tongue. huh.' and yeah ..

Fun facts about Sigvik Ferz!!

His favorite food is sweet-bread, his favorite color is ivory, and his favorite animal is a sheep...

Chilchuck reminds him of his dad so he sticks close to him if he joins Laios' party!

he would be a fucking force to reckon with if he actually tried fighting, but (un)fortunately he has no interest in doing that at all.

Anyway lmk what u think or what I should add to him bc idk what else I could expand on .... What would Venery think of him omg!!!!!

OKAY LIVE!! one. i am jealous of how good you are at naming characters I am. In awe. and that creature is so damn cool????

okay two. DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR TYPING A LOT I LOVE THE BACKSTORY. It's really good! Did his parents get captured for his mom's involvement in dark magic?

I think Laios's party is definitely the best bet for him. In my personal hc I think Kabru finds it difficult to associate with beastmen (like. at least early in the story). Bc although he treats Kuroo POLITELY. He still says not to trust him and stuff (as time goes on he gets better tho as shown in the kobold extra he kinda confronts his own biases a lil)

BUT YEAH. IN THE DUNGEON. he is safest w Laios's group. And I can see chilchuck actually vouching for him, but in Chil's eyes, Sigvik is a victim of black magic and he. may kinda rub that in Marcille's face a bit. Chil would probably want to invite him in the party bc he's like "well we're trying to find a cure for izutsumi anyways" (Personally I think Chil would want to give him money to return to the surface but then hes like wait. this guy cant live on the surface he'll be killed, captured or worse). He sticks up for other half foots lol. BUT YEAH.

VENERY. MAN. ugh. the hyena genes really fuck w him (being a dungeon rabbit mix makes him a tad more docile but. not really. urghie)

He would definitely push Sigvik around. He is probably the most accepting besides Laios since Ven is just. cool like tat. but He's kinda like "this guy CANNOT be this much of a pushover" and then is like. shocked when he is. He'll bully Sigvik and pick on him but like. Does NOT let anything bad happen to him. and he also gets upset on Sigvik's behalf if anyone insults or picks on him (It's Ven's privilege to do that!! not a right!!)

After that Venery is giving him C+C lessons...combat and confidence. Bc he's nervous if Sig doesn't start learning to stick up for himself and fight back then no one will.

[melly0990]

How master geto does his excorsim

(From Mob's perspective)

Jujutsu sorcerers, spirits, cursed energy, cursed techniques, domains, etc.

It's been a week since I've met master geto and I've started to learn all kinds of things from him, things I never heard of before

Master geto seems pretty familiar with all of those things, i can tell he must have learned about them a long time ago

I've heard from some people that he's a psychic but he considers himself more a jujutsu sorcerer instead of an esper, I guess those two things are different but kinda similar

But at least he does help me with my psychic powers even if they are different then he's own abilities

"Well now that is enough training for today" master geto calmly announces "why don't we stop for another time" I agreed "ok"

We walked out of the room then to the hallways intentending to go to the palace's entrance

But miss manami came over to me and geto, looks like she wants to say something to him

"Hello there geto I'd like to report that currently there's a pair of an old married couple in the liberation room. one of them is troubled by a cursed spirit, they're awaiting for you to exorcise it"

"Very well, I'll be there soon" master geto looks at me and put his hand on his chin

He asks "shigeo can you exorcise spirits yourself?" I answered "yea I can I did do that before"

"I see" my master seems to be thinking, "why don't you come and see how I do my job? You may be able to get rid of spirits easily but it could be a learning experience seeing how I usually do it don't you think so?"

"Are you sure? What should I do exactly?" Master geto shakes his head "you won't do much Just sit next to me and watch. Simple as that"

Thinking on it, he may be right. "ok I'll watch how you do it" master smiled "perfect. this way shigeo"

I followed master geto right next to him

We then got to the liberation room as miss manami called it master geto opened it's big door with both of his hands

There were the old couple. I walked with master geto to his small stand and we sat next to each other

"Now, you said your husband is haunted by a ghost no?"

The old lady began to speak "yes that's right but can I ask something first"? Master geto who seems nonbothered says "go ahead ask"

The old lady directed to me "who is this child with you? Is he your son?" Master has his attention on me "shigeo? Ah no he isn't, he's just a disciple of mine. He's here to see how I do the excorsim"

"Is that so?" She then nods worriedly with a frown "Please be careful little boy, don't come near my husband until the ghost is gone"

"Ok" I said, master geto put up his hand "he's with me so don't worry he'll be ok"

"Back to the main topic at hand. I can tell what are Your husband's probelms. His breathing is shallow, his shoulders are heavy and stiff, he feels like something is crawling on his back and he is unable to move his arms at all. Almost like something is wrapping not just his arms but his upper body as well"

I noticed when we entered the room that The old man has a spider like spirit clinging on him, it's colors are white, violet and blue with 10 yellow eyes with blue pupils and it looks like it wrapped him with it's web

The old man snickered with a gloom tone "you really are a psychic aren't ya?"

Master geto humed "I suppose you could call me that but that's not important, just don't move sir"

He opened his palms, then the spider like creature began being sucked into it while screeching as its webs have started to disappear from the old man and it got turned into a weird looking ball

The old mister moves his arms around with surprise "hey it worked! I can move them again!" The old miss cheered "is that so? That's great!"

Then we walked and got to the entrance of the palace, as the two seniors are about to leave

The senior miss shook my masters hand "Thank you very much sir, we wouldn't have done this without you" the senior mister chuckled positively "yea if it weren't for you I would have been spoonfeeded by my wife for eternity"

"It was no problem, it's pleasant to know your spouse is friendly even when cursed" said my master

"Oh he's usually like that, joking is how he copes" she quoted

"I guess you could say that" old mister said "hopefully this kiddo over here learned something new today, I'm sure someday he'll make those phantoms disappear as good as you did"

Master geto smiled "yea I believe so as well, now if you need my help again you can rely on me anytime understood?"

"Yes we'll do that thank you" The old couple have left, now it's just me and my master,

Curious about something I opened my mouth "hey master, how come your way of getting rid of spirits is different than mine?"

"Well I'd say that's just how it is"

Confused I replied "that's it?"

"Yes" said My master bluntly with a smiling face

Master geto ponders "Everyone has they're own different way shigeo in many things not just exorcising spirits, I know many people who do so differently"

"Dont be afraid to Use your own way of how to do what I did today and use it with pride and with confidence I believe in you to do so"

"I understand"

The master looks at the skies "well now it's getting late, why don't you go home for today?"

I noded "okay" then I began going to my house before waving master while grining

"Goodbye master geto"

My master although folding his arms, opens and uses one of them to wave me back "take care"