#my angry feral pathetic little spider

[ultimatepeter-man]

Hi do you think Wolf Spider started out as a normal Spider-Man or that he always had the spider legs as part of his powers?

OHOHOHOHOHO BUDDY YOU HAVE OPENED A CAN OF WORMS!!! Wolf Spider occupies my brain 24/7, it's unhealthy how much I think about him and I have a dozen different ideas about how he came to be and why he is who he is. I have two different headcanons:

Ya'll remember season 2, episode 25, when Otto was thinking about injecting Peter with the Goblin serum to see what it'd do to him? My first origin headcanon is that Otto DID inject him with the Goblin Serum. Since the serum is a amalgamation of Peter's DNA and Venom (which is also Peter's DNA), when Otto does inject him with the serum...nothing happens.

Or, at least, they think nothing happens at first. But overtime, Peter starts exhibiting more spider-like traits, including fangs, organic webbing, and strange limb-like stumps that are beginning to grow from his back. His skin turns into an ashen gray and hardens, a human's version of an exoskeltion, and his eyes go black and red (headcanon within a headcanon, much like how spiders have poor eye-sight, Wolf Spider also has poor eyesight and relies more on his other senses to guide him).

Just like how the serum had an effect on Norman and made him go absolutely insane (or, more insane than he already was) it also fucks up Peter's brain and drives him closer to insanity until, eventually, when a piece of the Siege Perilous lands in his dimension, he decides he's gonna go out there and kill other Spider-People and put the rest of the Siege Perilous back together.

2) Origin headcanon #2, when Peter was first bitten by the spider, instead of keeping it to himself, he got really overwhelmed with it, especially after Ben died, and ended up going to Norman Osborn (since the spider that bit him was from Oscorp.) Unaware that Norman is actually a terrible human being, Peter believes him when he says he's going to help.

But then Norman ends up kidnapping/holding him captive in his labs, and has Otto get to work figuring out why the spider gave him powers and how to replicate it. (He also faked Peter's death so people didn't start wondering where he disappeared and so they wouldn't go looking for him.)

As the experiments on Peter continue, he ends up kind of getting an extra dose from the spider (as it is still alive, like we see in the finale of season 4), which, as you can imagine, has an interesting affect on him. It's like I described above, his skin gets ashen and hard, his extra spider-limbs grow from his back, he gets fangs, and his eyes darken. The entire process was excruciatingly painful and the affects did immense damage to Peter's psyche.

In his anger, pain, and grief, he ends up breaking himself out and killing Norman in the process (right in front of Harry Osborn, who later becomes the Goblin Peter fights). Peter is free, but he's very different. Aunt May is deep in depression and grief after losing Ben and Peter, and Peter is very disgusted/ashamed of his new appearance and can't bring himself to face her. He continues living and growing, eventually picking up the monkier "Wolf Spider" and gets more bitter and angry as life goes on. He eventually snaps and goes full "villain" when Aunt May dies, ashamed that he didn't talk to her before them.

When a piece of the Siege Perilous lands in his dimension, he uses it to see into other dimensions, and is absolutely furious as there are other dimensions where he wasn't experimented on, where he became a hero, and where he still has friends and family to support him. He adopts that mentality that "if I can't have it, then no one can" and sets out to collect the rest of the Siege Perilous to do just that.

So...yeah, you could say I think about Wolf Spider a completely normal amount, heheh.

[fogsrollingin]

Moonlight Readings 🌜⭐

Moonlight Readings are what I call my posts that recommend and review the latest fics I've read that I can put into a major rec/review list of mine (see my second stickied post My Fic Recs). In this case, all these fics are included in my Favorite Spideypool Fics 😃 My Boyfriend's a Murderbot by Fredegund. Spideypool, Explicit, 55k words. Summary: Wade Winston Wilson is ugly. His skin's inside out. It ripples and moves every second of every day, at constant war with the cancer. Vanessa put on a brave face for him when she first saw the changes, but it turns out even she can't stomach the sight for long. He's ugly and alone and nothing will ever be good in life again - If only that were his only problem. But Weapon X is at it again, under crisp new management, turning orphans into super slaves and bringing out the big guns to make sure nobody interferes this go around (namely one Pool comma Dead). So now, not only is Wade alone and ugly forever, but he's got a bit of a pest problem in the form of a black-clad murder-happy man spider with a collar around his neck and an unhealthy obsession with tying Deadpool up. So maybe it's not all bad... https://archiveofourown.org/works/23388652 My thoughts: Excellent fic! I LOVED the buildup of Wade meeting Spidey. I loved the edge of vulnerable and feral the author kept Spidey on for awhile. I also appreciated how Spidey was more *Spidery*! He has extra limbs & googly black reflecting spider eyes?! F yeah that's so gnarly it's 100% awesome!!! Paradise (spread out like a knife) by Sarah_Sandwich. Teen+, Spideypool, 72k. Summary: He sighs from where he’s prone, arms akimbo, and roof gravel digging into his spine. “I lost my job. My… other job. The one that actually pays the bills.” He doesn’t want to dwell on why he’s telling Deadpool of all people. Surely it has nothing to do with his desperate lack of friends. MJ is in California chasing her dreams, Harry’s undergoing treatment for his mental health and isn’t allowed visitors (not that it matters since they blacklisted Peter after last time), and Gwen… Well. And it’s not like he can talk to Aunt May without her worrying about him starving to death under a bridge or something so… Deadpool it is. Man, when did his life get this pathetic? OR: The one where Peter and Wade are literal soulmates but don't realize it for literal years because they're literal idiots. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26399314 My thoughts: I loved this slow burn spideypool fic. Featured so many sweet moments that kept building Wade's and Peter's intimacy levels, it was such a joy to read. I also love when Peter/Spidey defends Wade/Deadpool to the Avengers or whoever else. It's a favorite trope of mine in spideypool fic for sure 🥰 I Ain't No Calming Goat! by X_Gon_Give_It. Mature, Spideypool, 47k. Summary: There's a man sitting in the corner of the room. Peter's vision is still mottled, but he can make out grey pants similar to the one he's wearing. His roomie is wearing a white shirt and it takes several blinks to realize it's a straitjacket. That's never a good sign. The man cocked his head to the side, hairless eyebrows quirking. When Peter inhales, the stench of pain is acrid in his nose. His eyes are hard and angry when they meet Peter's. "And who are you supposed to be? They're actually giving me roommates again? Nice try, Francie!" he yelled this toward the door, "But I'm not buying it. Give 'im to someone else." <><><><><> Or the one where Peter is kidnapped by Weapon X and he shares a cell with Deadpool. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19789162 My thoughts: This was a really interesting read. Peter's an omega that gets pissed off & violent & prefers to be big spoon. Wade's respectful and gentle alpha and prefers little spoon. The torture & sexual assault elements weren't that heart-wrenching because the author focuses more on the aftermath where Peter thinks about it and hates it/gets pissed off about it instead of dwelling in psychological devastation & needing comfort. Depending on the reader that can be a really great trait in a story. Towards the end the author gives us some great cuddles and I was a very happy camper

[tickles-tea]

The Information Brokers Best Piece of Info

Submitted by @sheridandwyer

Izaya Orihara is an information broker, meaning he knows just about everything about everyone in the city of Ikebukuro, Japan. He very much enjoys analyzing Human behavior and almost acts as a God in the way he plays with other people in the city. He pins gangs against one another and causes all kinds of mischief. He hates Shizuo or as he calls him Shizu-chan because of his nearly inhumane strength. He refers and thinks of him as a Monster rather than a Human being. He tends to tease others often and relishes in their reactions.

 Shizuo Heiwajima is the readers older brother along with Kasuka who’s an actor. He has immense strength and is always getting into fights, especially with Izaya. He’s informed Sheridan of Izaya’s appearance but not name, and told her to run if she sees him for her safety.

 (Y/N) Heiwajima is quiet, and doesn’t have a huge amount of friends but she’s happy with the ones she does have. She’s been very sad lately but has been hiding it from everyone around her. She enjoys being tickled but would never tell anyone that.

 Izaya Orihara x Reader

The Information Brokers Best Piece of Info

Summary: (Y/N) was Shizuo’s little sister. She had no idea about Izaya until one fateful day when she went out to get groceries for him and herself. The last thing she expected was to be kidnapped and tormented by a guy she didn’t even know…

(Y/N) was a simple girl; she didn’t have many friends and she was very reserved. She only ever spoke when spoken to and was always very polite to those who did. Her brothers were the only two people she really cared about, even though, she didn’t see Kasuka as much anymore. However, Shizuo had always stayed by her side. He took care of her and protected her, and for that, she was thankful.

Although he had always told her that if a man with black hair, red eyes, and was wearing a coat with fur on it approached her, she had to run. It was an odd request, but she complied, despite the fact she never did see anyone by that description. She just assumed he was a part of some sort of gang that he wanted her to not be a part of. She shook her head, reminding herself of her task. “Hey! Shi-Shi! All we need is milk, eggs and bread right?” Her brother called back with a simple agreeance and with that, she was off. She made sure she had her key and walked outside into the rambunctious city of Ikebukuro.

She began walking towards the store and as she did, she thought and looked at the sidewalk while biting her lip, one of the many nervous tics she had. ‘I wonder what’s been up with Shizuo lately…he’s become so much more angry than usual. It’s probably that man I hear him muttering about under his breath all the time.’ “I wish he’d just stay away from Shi-Shi…” She muttered aloud accidentally.

“Shi-Shi, hm? I’ll have to keep that one in mind for our next meeting~”

She gasped as a taunting male voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She looked up in immediate surprise to see a black haired male with red eyes, wearing a…

Her eyes widened. A coat with fur.

 SHIT. She swallowed hard and immediately backed away a step. “W-What do you want!?! Who are you? Shizuo warned me about you! You’d b-b-better- ah!” She squealed in surprise as he approached, faster than she could have expected and grabbed her left wrist.

Izaya grinned, his eyes filled with mischief as he pulled her towards him easily. “Oh, he has, has he? But, I see he’s neglected to tell you my name.” He leaned forward to breathe into her ear, relishing in her deeply flustered reactions. “Mm…you smell simply divine, Miss (Y/N). My name is Izaya Orihara. It’s a true delight to meet you. Let us go somewhere a smidge more…private, yes?” The next thing she knew, he had begun dragging her before she could respond.

She was panicking. Holy crap, Shizuo was going to kill her. Even so, she didn’t know what to do! How did this freak know her name?! God, she was terrified. All too soon, he was pulling her into (what she could only guess was) his home. He finally released her as he gently pushed her further inside, her heart rate skyrocketing as she heard the click of the lock.

“W-What are you planning? I want to go home,” She ordered, trying to sound authoritative, undeterred by the fact that she was trembling.

Izaya grinned at the frightened girl, leaning against the door as he propped his knee up against it. “God, you’re nothing like Shizuo, are you, (Y/N)? You’re shy…and nervous…nearly constantly, constantly fidgeting, and biting your lip… and…” He smirked and pointed at her. “…you’re biting your nails?” He 'tsked’ tauntingly. “You really should stop that, you know. It’s not healthy. But, then again, you don’t really care about being healthy, do you? All you care about is others. You truly are pathetic little one. Shame you didn’t take after your brother. Although, I must admit I’m glad for it. It’ll make toying with you that much more fun~” He laughed quietly under his breath as he pushed off from the door and stalked towards her, looming ever closer.

She whimpered quietly, backing away from him again only to have him charge at her suddenly, leading her to fall on something soft. She barely had time to register that she had fallen onto a bed before he was on her. He had no trouble pinning her wrists above her head and while she was anxious, she only really panicked when he pulled the sheets around her into a knot at her wrists, restraining her.

“Ah!” (Y/N) pulled frantically at the tight, but soft sheets, trying to escape them to no avail. Now thoroughly frenzied, she let her building fear out as tears, burning her eyes although she refused to let them fall. “D-Damnit! Izaya, let me go! Please! Why are you doing this to me!? I don’t even know you! What-!” She blinked away her tears as her voice quieted in meek submission, not wanting to anger him. “What are you going to do to me?”

Izaya couldn’t help himself. He burst out laughing relishing in her terror. “Hahaha! My dear, you should know something before I begin. I’m what’s called an information broker. I find information on whomever I please and I just happened across the juiciest tidbit of information on you.” She swallowed hard at this revelation and bit her lip nervously, wishing her hands were free so she could bite her nails.

Izaya smirked dangerously as he whipped out his knife, leering at her as he sliced upwards with ease. She cried out and slammed her eyes shut. Tentatively, she opened her eyes and shivered as she realized he had cut off the large hoodie she had borrowed from Shizuo. “W-What…?” She breathed confused.

Izaya didn’t waste much more time. He leaned forward and blew into her ear playfully giggling to himself as she squealed and flinched noticeably. “Eep!”

“Y'know…I was going to ask if you were ticklish…but I guess that answers that question doesn’t it? I must say, when I found out such a supposedly innocent thing made you hot and bothered I was intrigued. Especially when I realized what an innocent little flower you were yourself…”  

She stiffened instantly when she brought up her kink and instantly shook her head. “N-No! You’re w-w-wrong you freak! Why would you ever think something like that?! Let me go, right now!” She shouted, finally turning defensive and hiding her insecurity and fear with false fury.

Izaya snickered. “How cute. But, you can’t fool me.” He mocked her as he turned around only to tie her ankles apart from one another for more easy access to her feet. He turned around and smirked sadistically with an evil glint in his blood red eyes. “So~” He all but purred. “Where shall I start?”

(Y/N) shook her head frantically, her eyes pleading with him as her tone turned desperate. “P-Please, Izaya, nowhere! Don’t do this! Anything but this! I-I hate being tickled!” She blurted out the lie only for him to begin laughing at her again.

“Jesus (Y/N), you really are a sucky liar you know that? Come on! Give it up! You know what? I’ll just have to make you, won’t I, princess~?” He gave a feral grin and then attacked mercilessly, immediately assaulting her vulnerable underarms, which her t-shirt did little to protect. He wiggled his fingers fast in a spidering motion and she burst into a cute giggle fit.

“Ehehe! No! Dohohohon’t! Please stahahahap!” She pleaded childishly.

Izayas smirk only grew at her reactions as he leaned down to dance his fingers playfully around her sides and ribs. “Aww, you’re so cute…it’s no wonder Shizuo always keeps you locked away! Someone could reeeaaaally take advantage of you~!” He chirped happily, curious to see if his verbal assault would make the human become more riled. This was just too much fun! He might just have to make a habit of this!

(Y/N) was losing it. Shizuo had tickled her a few times, sure. Kasuka too. But never to this extent; it was normally only a flurry of pokes at most. She barely got tickled. Two, maybe three times a year if she was lucky. So for this manipulative information broker to be using her biggest weakness against her, it was odd. She wouldn’t lie to herself; she was greatly enjoying it, but she’d never admit that to him. His teasing most certainly did not help the matters. She thrashed a bit more violently, bucking now and again in an attempt to throw the lean male off of her. “Bwhahaha! S-Sh-Shuhuhut uhuhup! No! I am nahahahat! Damn it, you jackass! Gehehet OFF of me before I rip your fuhucking tohohohounge out of your skhuhull!” She hissed, doing anything she could to try and escape.

Izaya found this only a bit annoying but was quickly brought back to amusement as she cursed at him. “Ohoho, and there it is. I was wondering when a part of Shizuo would come out of you. You’ve definitely got his potty mouth and his love for threats he never comes through on. And as for your request, hm…no. I don’t think I will, this is too much fun!” He jeered, his index finger slipping easily into her belly button and wiggling, making her go even crazier, much to his pleasure. “Oh? Does that tickle~? So sorry…maybe if you confess how much you actually love this, I’ll stop~” He stuck his tongue out at her, tauntingly.

(Y/N) panted heavily as he let up and finally stopped tormenting her sensitive upper body, getting off her and instead standing beside the bed. “What the fuck is WRONG with you?! Seriously what the hell did I ever do to deserve this?! Shizuo will know you had something to do with this, you freak! And he’ll make you pay! You have no right!” She spat viciously at the male, parts of her true personality coming through as he broke down her walls unknowingly through the torment.

Izaya smirked coldly as he saw her typical facade start to crumble. Good. He had done his research and although Shizuo had tried to hide her, he had failed. It wasn’t like it was hard to dig up info on her. He was the best informant in both Ikebukuro and Shinjuku and a simple high school girl was no issue. Child’s play, really, for him. “Tsk tsk tsk. There’s that fire in your eyes I’ve been wanting to see, (Y/N)! At long last~! Now I can finally believe you’re Shizuo’s little sister!” He sang happily. “To answer your questions, angel, I have too many things wrong with me to waste the breath explaining it to you.  As for what you did? Hm~” He giggled and smirked playfully down at her. “Well, you ended up being absurdly cute~ the pictures I saw really didn’t do you justice, first off. Secondly…” He shrugged. “I can tell you’ve been depressed lately. You may hide your emotions, but as someone who adores humanity, I must say, you’ve been in a bad place lately. Perhaps it has something to do with how lonely you’ve been feeling due to Shizuo constantly chasing after me and working rather than spending that time with you.” He stated bluntly, analyzing (Y/N).

She winced, as his observations were spot on but tried hard not to let it show, grinning at him instead. “D-Depressed? I don’t…” Her voice faltered and she sighed finally giving up, as she sagged in her restraints, grimacing at her all too often used fake grin. “…Fine. So, that’s why you kidnapped me then? To cheer me up? That doesn’t sound right. Shizuo always mentioned what a jerk you are. I don’t buy it.” (Y/N) muttered, feeling suspicious.

Izaya observed her with a blank expression for a moment, almost seeming caring before a devilish grin bloomed across his face once more. “Ah, you’ve got me! You’re correct! I couldn’t care less about your problems with those miserable excuses of humanity. However, kidnapping you and messing with you seemed a fun way to pass the time while simultaneously allowing me to get one over on Shizuo! It’s a win-win! It’s not often I get to make a pretty girl laugh and also to anger Shi-Shi at the same time! But…enough talk yes? Let’s end with the big finale! I wonder what ever could it be~?” He mocked as he pulled a stool over to sit in front of her feet.

(Y/N) squirmed just a little as she felt Izaya remove her sneakers and socks, her whimpering barely audible. She yelped and jumped against the sheets that bound her as she felt a sharp nail run down her foot fast. “Eep! Dhohont! Izaya, please!”

Izaya grinned, wolfishly. “Oh wow, darling. You’ve used my name many of times today! I feel as if we’re besties already! And don’t best friends mess with the other?” (Y/N) shook her head as he laughed. “Wrong answer~ I’m sure they do! Tickle tickle tickle!” He started slowly at first, building her anxiousness as he used both his index fingers, 1 on each foot to drag around them, probably testing to see where she was most ticklish.

She jolted with a gasp when the pad of his left index finger brushed across her toes. “Ah!” She prayed he hadn’t noticed but of course he did. Damn people watcher. He laughed and focused on both her toes and arches seeing they were both exceedingly sensitive. “Izayhahaha!!!! Please!!! Stahahahp! M-M-Mehehercy!” She whimpered, tears of laughter pricking at her eyes.

Izaya shook his head in pretend sympathy.

“Fraid not, (Y/N)-chan! This is just too fun~! Just a while longer,” He looked up to examine her current condition as he scratched at the supremely sensitive area between her toes and pouted before sighing, reluctantly stopping. “Oh, alright. Only because you look you’ll like you’ll pass out at any second!” He begrudgingly stood and stretched, causing his back to crack pleasantly. “You should get out of here. Shizuo is worried about you.” He said easily sliding back into his typical uncaring facade as he checked her phone and scrolled through the messages. He undid the knots that had given her so much trouble with barley so much as a tug, and bowed gracefully while turning towards the door. “It’s been fun, my lady. We should do this again sometime. Perhaps without the kidnapping?” He mocked, although his smile was for once now gentle and genuine, his normally striking red eyes soft. “Here,” He placed her phone into her open palm and winked, back to his normal self once more as he walked towards his desk, figuring he’d fix his bed later. He heard footsteps walk towards the door and expected the door to slam shut but instead they stopped and a confident voice made him turn around.

“Hey, Izaya.”

“Hm?” He turned his head and tilted it to the side in curiosity.

“…thanks for that. I would like to do this again a-and…” She lost her facade and ran out with a face so red it could rival a sunset on a clear day in Ikebukuro… but, not before he caught her rushed words.

“IReallyDoLikeBeingTickledAndMaybeYou'reNotSuchABadGuyAfterAll!”

He let his typical smirk drop for the second time that day and he smiled, gulping in a breath of fresh air from the open window.

Yup. Izaya sure did love his humans.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this, it was my first ever tickle fic and I was only just getting into writing in general, so please forgive any errors!