#s/i: orb weaver

[bee-ships]

Safeshiptember day 3 - relaxing

Ok to rb !

[neteyamssyulang]

A/B/O

Day 31

Pairing: Alpha Neteyam aged up x Fem omega omaticaya reader.

Summary: You always had eyes for Neteyam, unfortunately you never thought they were reciprocated as he was eventually promised to another. Little did you know they actually were

Warnings: Dom Neteyam, Sub reader, Kinda cheating Neteyam, Oral (F receiving), Fingering, P in V, Marking, Knotting/Creampie.

Word count: 1221

Translation(s): Paskalin -> Honey, Rutxe -> Please.

A/N: First time writing full on A/B/O so I’m not sure if it’ll do well but enjoy and happy Halloween!

Tags: @teyamsatan @pandoraslxna <3

Being born an omega was difficult, well for you atleast. Whether it be female or male alphas they all tried having you, and each time you had to deny them.

No one except Kiri knew you had eyes for Neteyam, I mean who wouldn't? With his toned body, handsome face, and the way he can make any omega drop down to their knees for him.

Neteyam was your bestfriend and had been ever since you were teenagers, he had saved you from a group of alphas who wanted to have their way with you not caring if you didn't consent.

Ever since then you stuck to his side and eventually grew feelings for him, unfortunately they weren't reciprocated as once he turned 20 his parents had betrothed him to the daughter of the Kanesätaw family.

Li'ona was beautiful you had to admit, she was skilled weaver and hunter but she was also a beta. Everyone was under the impression that they'd make such a cute pair once his father passed the mantle of olo'eyktan to him.

What they didn't know was that Neteyam didn't like Li'ona, he liked you but didn't want to admit it as he didn't think you'd like him back. Li'ona knew Neteyam didn't like her but still tried for the sake of their people.

It was just a regular day not much to really do, you had helped out in the healers tent with Kiri before bidding her goodbye to head back to your hut to finish up some tops you started weaving the night before.

In the corner of your eye you see Neteyam and Li'ona, she was pushing at his chest and you could see she was yelling at him. For what though? You didn't know.

It wasn't your business anyway, you made your way inside your hut and started weaving the top when not even 5 minutes later Neteyam bursts through the flap of your hut turning around to quickly tie the flaps shut.

"Neteyam?" Your head tilts confused as he walks over now "What are y-" he shuts you up by leaning down to capture your lips with his. His pheromones a mixture of lust and nervousness.

Without even looking he picks you up and walks over to your bed laying you down on it while he hovers over you. Breaking the kiss he sighs "I can't do this anymore Paskalin.."

"Do what Teyam?" You didn't know what he was talking about or why he was doing this, it felt wrong since he's promised to someone else already.

Neteyam hisses out of frustration "I can't keep denying my feelings, I love you y/n." Did- did he just say what you thought he said? He loves you? You must be hearing things you have to be.

The male has a look of worry on his face as you don't respond back to him, feeling his heart break he goes to get off you when suddenly he gets pulled closer till your lips meet in a passionate kiss.

He groans into your mouth as he quickly unties his tewng throwing it somewhere off to the side before ripping yours clean off your body along with your top all while never breaking the kiss.

Eventually you need to catch your breath so you pull away panting, his eyes lock onto yours, they aren't the beautiful golden orbs you always got lost in no.. his eyes are dark and filled with lust.

Neteyam was about to lean in to kiss you again when you scooted back earning a growl from him "W-wait, what about Li'ona?"

"Fuck her I want you y/n! I choose you as my mate not her. Please.. I will deal with the consequences later but right now let me show you how much I love you." Your heart melts at his words as you give him a nod.

The male smiles and kisses from your neck all the way down past your stomach leaving marks, in the process copious amounts of slick drip out of you and down onto the bedding below.

Your breath hitches as he licks a long stripe up your folds, a deep growl rumbles through his chest savoring your sweet taste.

Without warning he dives in licking your clit and sucking on the little bundle of nerves, your head falls back against the bedding as your hand reaches down tugging on his hair.

He moans against your pussy sending the vibrations through you, Neteyam then sinks two of his fingers inside you curling them just right.

"Nete- youch!" You yelp as he smacks your thigh with his free hand, "That's not my name." A pink hue flushes your face and you know what he's expecting to hear.

"Alpha- please.." this time he rewards you by trailing wet kisses up your body till he gets to your neck "What a good little omega~" Neteyam purrs into your ear, his cock already emerging from his slit.

Pulling his fingers out of your sopping cunt he replaces them with his cock sliding slowly into you, the stretch was painful but welcoming. Neteyam sensed you were a bit uneasy so he released comforting pheromones to relax you more.

Finally he bottomed out, leaning his head down to the crook of your neck he took a deep breath of your pheromones then licked over your scent gland sending shivers down your spine.

You tapped his shoulder giving him the ok to start moving, leaning back up he hauled your legs over his shoulders and set a fast pace.

The only sounds to be heard was both your moans and the loud squelching sound from your slick as he slammed his hips against yours. You could feel your orgasm approaching rapidly “A-al-pha rutxe..”

“Please what princess?” He smirked looking down at you, sweat dripping from his hairline “Please can I- can I cum?” You spoke softly.

Tsking he sent a harsh thrust into you stilling his hips, “Hm? What was that omega?” Tilting his head, he knew what you said he just needed you to say it louder for everyone to hear.

Your omega instincts were begging you to listen to your alphas command but you were also stubborn so you stayed quiet looking away. Not having any of that he rolled his hips coaxing out a small whimper from you.

“Be a good little girl and answer me or you wont get what you want” he said while grabbing your jaw turning your head carefully to look at him.

Letting your instincts win you gave in “Please alpha, let me cum” this time in a more louder tone but still soft so none outside could hear.

“Good girl” he purred now fully moving again slamming into you. Your nails dug into the bedding as you came chanting his name like a prayer, Neteyam groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching around him.

His knot prodded against your hole begging entry which your body agreed to by producing more slick. Leaning down he sank his fangs into your neck as he pushed his knot inside spilling his seed into your empty womb.

Your body shook as a small whimper left your lips, finally Neteyam unlatched from your neck and leaned up panting.

“You did so well for me my little omega.”

[sephirthoughts]

Vincent's New Kid Just Dropped CH 6 Flashback Time: Deepground Part 2

REBLOG WITH @siringadev 's AMAZING ART 🖤🤍

screenshot from Dirge of Cerberus of Nero's spectral form being super not gay for his brother

The next night, Nero sent out his darkness tendrils and began searching the place systematically, for any sign of another child. His specter moved unseen in the dark, invisible to security cameras, a spider, crawling through the cracks and on the ceilings, throwing out tendrils of shadow and weaving them together, till almost the entirety of the Deepground complex resonated within his perception. 

This tracking and surveilling behavior was extraordinarily complex, for a child of six years, but that was his secret. He was never really a child, at all. Nero was born a pure predator.

It was not that his mind had advanced so far past other children his age, it was that it had developed another way entirely—not a human way. It was a mind as sharp and simple as a blade, with the instincts of a jungle cat, and the patience and cunning of an orb weaver, all in the body of a human being. Well. Sort of human. His body was more than half Chaos, after all. 

For the sake of the silver boy, he put his predator’s instincts to work, hunting down this ostensible brother, like a warm-blooded prey animal. Not that he intended to do anything to the child, he just wanted to see if he was really there. The darkness got out of control sometimes, though, and even Nero couldn’t predict what it would do, so if it happened to swallow the boy…well, that wouldn’t be Nero’s fault.

Whatever his true intentions were, it didn’t wind up mattering. He could find no trace of another child, anywhere in the complex, aside from the cylinders of genetic material kept in cold storage, and those were only components, not actual children. 

Despite all his strands, tuned so carefully to capture the thoughts of passing handlers and researchers, his efforts yielded no clues to any children existing in Deepground, save for himself and the silver boy. 

After his search had turned up nothing, for three days in a row, he gave up and went to visit the silver boy again.

Elated to see him, the boy jumped up from his bed, and before Nero could think to stop him, threw his arms around his spectral form. 

Immediately, the purple-black miasma billowed and roiled in the air around them, and darkness tendrils whipped out to coil about the other child’s waist and neck. Horrified, Nero tried in vain to pull them back, but they clung tightly. 

To his astonishment, however, the silver boy wasn’t swallowed up in the miasma. He wasn’t even frightened by being grabbed, that way.

“Look, they like me,” he laughed, as several tentacles slithered up his neck and into his hair, and others prodded his cheeks. “What are these things? Do you control them? Can you use them to pick stuff up?”

Nero was flabbergasted. His darkness not only seemed to be playing around affectionately with the other boy, it also appeared that he was immune to the miasma. No one had ever stood right in it like this and survived. He gazed up at his smiling, snow-white angel, with an increased sense of awe. 

“I forgot to ask, did you see any sign of my brother?” the silver boy asked, after he’d been petting and playing with the darkness tendrils for a while.

Nero shook his head. 

The silver boy peeled off a tentacle that was climbing up his face, and looked down into Nero’s spectral eyes. “Are you alright? You didn’t put yourself in any danger, looking for him, did you?”

Nero shook his head. He was trying to figure out how to relate what he’d been doing, when the silver boy gasped. 

“It’s…it’s like a spiderweb,” he breathed. “You can watch the whole complex, this way. I’ve never even seen most of these places. This is amazing! How are you letting me see it?”

Nero blinked, taken aback. He had no idea how he was doing it. He’d only ever extracted information from people’s minds, he’d never attempted to share his sight with anyone, before. 

“I understand” the silver boy nodded. “You don’t know how you did it, because you’ve never done it before. I guess I can see some of your other thoughts. Or…feel them? That one didn’t have pictures.”

Nero became suddenly panicked, at what the silver boy might find out, if he kept looking into his head, and yanked desperately at the tendrils again, but he couldn’t make them come back. Having no other way to break the connection, he hastily dispersed his specter and returned to his body, panting and shaking with adrenaline. 

When the jolt of fear wore off, he felt deep remorse for leaving the silver boy like that, but there were so many horrible things in his mind. Crawling, grasping, ravening things. Things that wanted to drink blood and crack bones. Things that wanted to drag human souls into the abyss, and delighted in the screams of the dying. 

He couldn’t bear to think how his angel would look at him, if he knew what kind of monster Nero really was. He may never smile at him again.

Distraught and exhausted, he curled up into a protective ball in his bed and immersed himself in the darkness inside—the only place he was truly safe.

Fifteen days would pass, before he saw the silver boy again, but that was to be the day that changed everything. 

LINK TO CH. 7

[onenicebugperday]

hi! just outside my apartment door a beautiful almost 2 inch long cross orb weaver made her home over a busy light a handful of months ago!

my family and i have been watching her and we’ve watched her grow, interact with a male, become very plump one day, and then a while later disappear only to come back a few days later significantly skinnier! it feels like we’ve seen her whole life at this point!

our only problem is we’re afraid she won’t last the winter considering it’s already dipping down into the upper 20’s overnight (fahrenheit). is there a way to help her live longer or is she just nearing the end of her life naturally?

picture of our darling queen pepsicola! (you’d be able to clearly see her cross marking if the light wasn’t so close 😕)

She is very beautiful and I love her! It is very normal for orbweavers to only live for a single year - they usually lay their egg sac and then die once it gets too cold. Sometimes, depending on the weather in the area, they can live two years.

It's natural and there's no need to help her! Her children will live on for her :)

[thequeenofthedisneyverse]

Meet the Pierre twins!

Soley "Fashion Icon" Pierre - He/She - represents the sun

P.S I doodled in the tooth gaps and moles/beauty marks.

Soley shows his confidence a bit more outwardly and is a big show off when it comes to his talents. Yes, she’s very arrogant about it. He can be very dramatic and annoying as well. She very much has a quick fuse and is quick to throw down if need be. Just as stubborn as Soley, if not worse. 

Not very petty as he doesn’t see the need to be, just let things go or act on the issue right then and there. In other words, has no impulse control whatsoever. Soley's hobbies include gymnastics, cooking (though isn’t that good at it), sculpting, Programming/Coding, jewelry making, writing music, dancing (hip-hop), singing, and fashion designing. 

Sharp tongue and very outspoken, will tell you what he thinks without question. He hates that he’s viewed as the younger twin. To him, young = dumb, he’s not that. Yeah, he’s an airhead and a little clueless at times but not completely stupid. He DOES NOT hate Lalin, he just hates the situation. 

Makes R&B music

Lalin "H- H- Hey emo boy!" Pierre - She/He/they - represents the moon

Lalin is seens as the level headed one but in fact he isn’t. She’s just more coordinated and thoughtful before acting on her mischievous deeds. But other than that, Lali is the calmer and introverted twin. “Hippy-ish” from time to time even. 

Lalin can be a bit petty and stubborn too, sometimes rude and blunt like Soley. Even though Lali is an introvert he loves outdoor activities such as soccer, tennis, and ballet. Some other hobbies include writing, drawing/painting, scrap booking, reading, and singing. 

Lali will only tell you her opinion on someone or you if asked or if she’s truly tired of you. OR if you come at him when she was just minding her business. Lalin is also not above throwing hands with someone if need be, he’ll just avoid it if he can.

He also hates that Soly is seens as the better twin because he’s more sociable and more “fun” to be around. He DOES NOT hate Soli, he just hates the situation. But can be a little jealous at times. 

Lali loves heavy metal rock and sometimes incorporates it into his songs. He can sing normally but prefers to sing rock. And can’t go to a perfect high pitch like Soley can. 

Makes rock/alternative music (if that wasn't clear)

Small extra info!

It's the early to mid 2000's give or take (I haven't decided yet). Both grew up in a high-class home so both of them are spoiled AS HELL but do work hard for the stuff they want.

Both are Haitian and are fluent in creole. When they were performing on stage, they were bit by an Orb weaver spider. Soley was bit first, then Lalin.

Also, neither of them was told who was the youngest or oldest. So, people just assume whatever they want.

Their spider-suits!

Soley is known as Sun-Pop or Sun-Spider

Lalin is known as Moon-Web or Night-Blues

I might tweak their designs in the future (and actually draw them) but here's this for now.

Picrew by the amazing @naylissah

Feel free to ask questions about them, my asks are open!

[mattalit]

Peter Parker x Male Reader

A/N: repost from wattpad

Length: 1.6k

Originally Published: Dec 27, 2022

CW: none

On particularly rough days at school, like today, Peter would ask himself if his internship at Stark Industries was worth the hassle. At least Mr. Stark gave me a cool suit, he thought. It was a Friday and he loved his internship--he should be happy!--but after staying up too late on Thursday and suffering through a Chemistry exam, he wanted little more than to be home. Now that school was over, he allowed himself a moment to breath, but only for a moment. Mr. Stark had chosen today of all days to change his routine.

"(M/N)'s working on something new and I want you to help him," Mr. Stark said. "He thinks he can use spider webs to make a strong, lightweight material. The kid's got big plans for it if it's successful. I thought it sounded right up your alley, Spider-boy."

"It's Spider-man," Peter mumbled indignantly.

"I'll take that as a yes," Mr. Stark said. He spoke over his shoulder, already walking away. "He's in the lab on the fourth floor, third door on your right. Good luck."

When Peter arrived at the lab, he didn't bother knocking; his day had been too long to give such courtesy. He walked into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind. The lab glowed a soft blue and electricity hummed softly as white noise. The right wall held a long bookshelf filled with binders, the edged titled with acronyms and numbers Peter didn't understand. A series of photos were tacked to the far wall, but he couldn't see what they were in the light. Under the photos were multiple terrariums. Each terrarium was filled with short vegetation and a large stick. From this distance, they appeared empty, but Peter wasn't convinced they were uninhabited.

"Who are you?" a voice called. Hunched over a table in the middle of the room was a (H/C) man. The light shining down from a haphazardly fixed lamp made him looker old, tired, and sickly, but, if he had to guess, he looked a year or two older than Peter.

"Oh, uh, I'm Peter. Mr. Stark sent me to help?" Peter cursed himself for making it sound like a question, but being assertive had never been his strong suit.

The man looked down at his work. It was obscured from Peter's view. He seemed to be considering something, but as to what, Peter had no idea.

"Hm," he finally said, looking back to Peter. "Okay."

"Okay?" Peter whispered.

He nodded to himself, then spoke again, "Do you mind hitting the light switch?" Peter did as instructed. "Thanks. I'm (M/N), by the way. I don't remember if we've met before."

In the newfound light, Peter was able to see (M/N) clearly. He looked less old, less tired, and less sickly. His hair was messy and a strong shade of (H/C). His face was kind. He's pretty, Peter thought. He wore an over-sized lab coat with the sleeves rolled up, emphasizing his forearms. He wasn't incredibly fit, but that could be expected from the average scientist. The breast pocket of his lab coat had his name embroidered onto it in cursive. Peter was entirely sure that they had, in fact, met once before, but he wasn't entirely sure where. Considering they were both interns at Stark Industries, it was most likely there, but he didn't voice these thoughts.

"What are you working on?" Peter asked.

"Oh, Tony didn't tell you?" Peter cringed at the informal use of Tony. "I'm harvesting spider silk from orb-weavers and turning it into a fiber. I saw some college somewhere did it and thought I'd try as well. With enough time and, well, enough spiders, I think I can make it better than they can." (M/N) swiveled around in his chair, surveying the room quickly. The room was messy, but not embarrassingly so. There were papers and photos scattered in one corner, binders stacked in another, and chairs piled against left wall. "Oh, uh, sorry for the mess. I wasn't exactly... expecting company."

"Mr. Stark didn't tell you I was coming?"

"He doesn't tell me a lot of things. He's too busy. To be honest, I didn't even think he was listening when I was telling him about this." Offhandedly, (M/N) murmured, "I guess he does care."

Peter didn't say anything.

"Well, no use standing around. Come pull up a chair. I'm harvesting some spider silk right now. I hope you're okay with spiders."

Ha, Peter thought, If he only he knew.

The first week that Peter and (M/N) worked together past smoothly. Peter was mostly tasked with feeding the spiders and organizational work, but he couldn't complain. (M/N) usually worked in silence, but he would ask him the occasional question about his personal life to pass time. Where do you live? What do you like to do? Do you have a girlfriend? Eventually, (M/N) began giving Peter more and more responsibility.

"Peter, come over here," (M/N) commanded. He was stationed on the middle desk as per usual. He held a strange square of some kind of fiber. "This," he motioned to the fiber in his hand, "is our first successful cloth of spider silk fiber. Here, touch it."

Peter accepted the cloth. "Woah! This is surprisingly soft."

(M/N) gazed at Peter, his eyes slightly lidded. He had bags under his eyes, but that was nothing new. Peter looked back to (M/N) and they made eye contact. Peter couldn't read what laid behind the man's eyes, but it seemed... soft. After a few moments, (M/N) offered a half-grin and said, "We make a great team."

Eventually, Peter and (M/N) created a routine. On the days when (M/N) didn't work, Peter would come in and feed his spiders. They were golden silk orb-weavers, all of which (M/N) had named.

"You better be extra nice to this one," he had said on Peter's first day. He was pointing to a particularly large black and yellow spider in a terrarium.  "Her name is Eight Ball and she is my favorite." He pointed to a terrarium next to it. "This is Ocho and Yossi," and the next terrarium, "the Addams' family," and the next, "Wanda and Cosmo," and the next, "and these are the egg sacks I have. They haven't hatched so I haven't named them. I am taking name suggestions, if you were wondering."

But on this particular day, Peter's third week of spider duty, Eight Ball was unnervingly still. (M/N) had given Peter his phone number "for emergencies and funny pictures," as he explained it. "Don't call unless someone is dying," (M/N) had added as well. Peter presumed it was a joke, but... Eight Ball seemed off, and Peter didn't want to risk (M/N)'s wrath to find a dead spider. And so, he pulled out his phone and typed in his phone number: xxx-xxx-xxxx.

It rang once, then twice, then thrice, and went to voicemail. Oh no. Peter just hung up.

A moment later, Peter's phone rang. (M/N) was listed as the caller. Oh thank God.

"Hello?" Peter asked.

"Hey, what's up? Why'd you call?"

"Uh, I didn't want to bother you, but, uh, one of the spiders is, uh, looking a little, uh... sick."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...(M/N)?"

"Did you forget to feed them?" (M/N) accused. His voice sounded calm yet angry.

"What?" Peter felt panic. "No, of course I fed them, I--"

"Ahh, I'm just kidding." Laughter came from the other end of the phone. "I'll be there in a few minutes. Spider's don't last forever, y'know? I hope you brought clothes for the funeral."

True to his word, (M/N) arrived a few minutes later.

"Sorry I'm late," he said as he walked into the lab. He was dressed in an all black suit. In one hand, he held a coffee, and in his other hand he held a bouquet of roses. "I, uhh, had some... plans... but they fell through."

Peter just stared at (M/N). "What's with the suit?"

"Wow, a man can't even dress up for a funeral without being questioned."

"Oh, I, uh, didn't mean it like that."

(M/N) didn't acknowledge him. "I had a date, but they, uh, they didn't show up. Now I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go."

"I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's whatever. I didn't really like him anyways." Him, Peter noted. "Besides, what's a better day to get dumped than the death of a loved one?" (M/N) joked. He offered Peter a half-grin. "Now, which one of my dear babies is it?"

As (M/N) walked over to Peter by the terrariums, Peter pointed towards Eight Ball's cage. (M/N) squatted down and gestured for Peter to come next to him. "Hmm..." (M/N) leaned to the right, then to the left, then back to the right. His shoulder grazed against Peter's. "She's probably fine. A little death never hurt no one."

Peter offered a light chuckle then looked over to (M/N). He's kind of pretty. Maybe it's the suit. He returned his gaze to Eight Ball.

"So don't worry, you didn't kill her, but she is dead," (M/N) rambled on. He stood up, saying something about the short lifespan of spiders. "I loved her, but really, man, don't worry about it. You've been doing really well these last few weeks. Spiders are bound to die, just like us one day. It was her time. Those eggs are bound to hatch soon. Then I can have Eight Ball the Second. But that's all tomorrow's problem." (M/N) paused for a moment. Peter looked up at him then stood. "Today's problem, uh, if you're up to it..."

"Yeah...?" Peter inquired.

"Uh, well," (M/N) blushed, "if you're up to it, I'm all dressed up with no where to go, and if I had to guess, your boss--that's me, by the way--wouldn't mind giving you the rest of the day off... I mean, after this incredibly  traumatic death of a loved one, our dearest Eight Ball, a day off is the least I could do..." (M/N) took a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say is that... do you want to go out and get some food? Uh, today?"

Peter didn't fight the rosiness from spreading on his cheek. He offered a soft smile. "Sure, I'd love to."

[tacticaldivine]

saw that new movie and it rewired my brain. Miguelito my beloved,,,

Spider sona quick facts

- Name: Sybil Oliveira

- Age: 29 at least

- Alias: Aranea

- Occupation: Literature Professor

- Based on orb weavers

- From a world of perpetual night that combines elements from the 30’s,50’s and 90’s

- I made her to kiss Miguel sorry I don’t have much else atm

[spiritualcuriosities]

Web of Fate Spell Template/Framework 🕷️

I was suddenly overcome with the urge to post about the great ally that Spider is in magic (perhaps I'm being nudged by Spider) and share a framework for spells that I came up with about 2 years ago. I have only done a couple spells with this method because it takes time but they have proven to be some of the most effective spells I've ever done. It combines sympathetic magic, the concept of energy cords, and spirit work.

If you like fiber art and crafting like me, you might find this process fun! This (literal) spell framework is useful for when you need specificity and don't want to or can't do direct energy work. For example, perhaps you have a job where one person or one project is causing issues, or you want a particular aspect of your life to grow a certain way, or you're 3rd on a wait list for a course you need, etc. You could use energy threads or other energy work directly, but maybe your energy system isn't doing so great or it takes too much out of you. This might be a helpful spell template for you.

You will need:

- spinnable fiber or yarn; ideally you will have at least 2 colors (but this number may change depending on how many factors/ppl/etc you need to specify in the spell)

- a spindle or spinning wheel or crochet hook

- 2 circular shapes of different sizes - I use 2 very different sized embroidery hoops, but a flexible switch or twig tied in a circular shape (x2) will do nicely or some thick wire. It just needs to be able to keep its shape with handling. The smaller circle should be able to fit inside the larger one with quite a bit of room between them - enough that you can use yarn to connect them so that it looks like rays are connecting them (like the base structure an orb weaver spider starts with before starting their spiral). A keyring can work well for the smaller circle too.

To illustrate this framework, let's say you're on a team and one of your coworkers is neglecting their responsibilities. You or others have talked to them about it, but they just blow you off and this has been a recurring theme.

1) Call upon Spider to help you in your endeavor, and talk about all the great things Spider is known for that makes an alliance so desirable. Tell Spider exactly the outcome you want including closing loopholes and basic backfire prevention, and that you will give an offering proportional to what you are asking. I recommend giving a couple options to choose from and be open to suggestions to find an agreement.

2) Spin some yarn or crochet the number of necessary chains in chosen colors. As you spin/crochet, focus on what each will represent. In the above example you could use one length of yarn/chain in a color you associate with discord to represent the problem teammate, and a color you associate with harmony and teamwork for the rest of the members on your team.

3) Determine what the small and large rings will represent. Typically I assign the smaller one to be the specific situation, and the larger ring to be more of a microcosm or a zoomed in snapshot of the great web of reality. In this example, the larger ring could represent your department/etc and the smaller could represent the project you're working on.

4) Attach each chain or cut length of yarn to the large and small rings so that the smaller is suspended roughly in the center of the larger. As you attach them, repeat what each yarn/chain represents. I recommend attaching the first at the top, second at the bottom, third at the left, fourth at the right, and so on. It is easier to balance how it's suspended this way.

5) Do something to the chain(s)/yarn(s) you wish to affect. You can cut cord(s), anoint the strand(s) with an oil infused with an herb (I don't recommend straight essential oils) corresponding to your desired outcome, connect the strand(s) to others, pass the specific strand(s) through incense, etc. In this example, you could anoint the problem teammate's strand with chili oil to light a fire under their ass, or sprinkle ground allspice on it to promote inspiration pertaining to the project, etc. As you do this, reiterate the desired outcome to Spider.

6) Place the "web" on your altar or other respected space where you place spells to do their work over time.

This can work for lots of things that have multiple factors/individuals (ideally at least 3) - manipulating planetary energies in your life, influencing interpersonal relationships, shifting the odds in opportunities, etc.

A couple notes: If you kill spiders, Spider is not likely to work with you well. Consider this carefully before calling upon the spirit. If you are spinning yarn (I have found this to be more powerful when working with Spider, but it is not necessary), try to make it relatively thin. 2 ply yarn is plenty, and even singles could work for these purposes, I didn't even set the twist in mine. You likely won't need all that much fiber. I used a bit of sample wool for one of my targets. If you don't spin and don't want to learn, crocheting some chains will work nicely. The chain "stitch" is the simplest in crochet. The main point of this manual part is connecting to Spider through the process and focusing on what the chain/yarn specifically represents. You can also do this over multiple days and call Spider each time you work on it, or just at the final assembly stage.

While this spell can take more manual effort than some others, I find that I'm less drained afterwards compared to, say, energy work or longer trips crossing the hedge and I still get good results even with relatively big objectives.

[cecilthecowardly]

Oo !!

Raph <3 ,, I have a similar experience to you !! I was raised evangelical Christian ! I also have a sort of omnist / Bahà'ì Faith ( omnist being someone who believes all religions hold some truth but not one holds all truth , and the other being a little different where I have taken a piece and found connection to it ) ,,

I really resonate with the thought that every god (s) existing based on who one believes in . And Norse paganism :0 !! That's very cool . I'm very connected more to pagan centric religions rather than abrahamic ones .

I find religions also to be fascinating !! The concept and practices humans have come up with are as intricate as an Orb Weaver's web <3 .

this is fascinating to me! theology as a whole is so interesting on account of how very human it is - creating deities to explain the unexplainable. it’s very sweet, i think.

[janeelyakiri]

So! After just having had a panic attack over a house spider, I'm obviously wondering if your lovely Ebott Valley boys and FalconCOUGH are regular ol' knights in shining armor when saving their S/O from the villainous arachnids? 🫠💖

SHKGLFDGF I am so sorry bout the spider. I myself am fond of arachnids but I get the 'whERE'D IT GO' feeling none the less 😅

So first thing is first, ALL of them would make sure it's NOT one of Muffet's. No one wishes to incur her wrath. But if it's not one of hers-

Pheasant- Easily picks it up with his hand, and pops the thing outside. They're wonderful natural insect control, he's not gonna waste that.

Shepherd- Same as his brother, just tosses the lil thing outside. Then maybe gets a bit preachy about how they are more scared of you than you are of them.

Rooster: Admittedly isn't fond of spiders. He woke up as a kid once with one in his socket. Also his father's name was Recluse. Specifically named after the spider. So if you ask him to he won't squish it. Otherwise...

Mastiff- Also not too fond, but mainly because his father loved spiders. He won't squish but they are getting removed from his home.

Quail- Leaves it be unless it's venomous or you ask him to remove it. He loves orb weavers the most!

Collie- Doesn't even notice unless you point it out. Bit more stubborn about just letting the lil thing do it's job. But if it really gets you panicking he'll take the spider outside.

Hawk- Watching it like a fucking HAWK (hah). He doesn't trust it. But he doesn't want to get near it. Enlists his brother to help you both.

Coyote- If you don't specify 'don't kill it', he will fucking eat it. JUST to get reactions from you and his brother.

Buzz- Same as Coyote, but only bc you don't. Waste. ANY. Food.

Bea- Please just ask him not Buzz he'll remove the damned thing fuck sake.

And Falcon- Cup and paper, and out the door it goes. Easy. Now does he get a kiss for his hard work saving you~?

[bee-ships]

Don't look at them like that

Ok to rb!

[luxury-nightmare]

Orb weaver headcannons!

Wait if I own this character and I make up headcannons for her, wouldn’t that just make it cannon? Anyway…

She loves 2000’s eminem and vocaloid (she bought it just to make memes)

Lives off coffee, ibuprofen and spite

Loves spicy foods (not white people spicy, actually spicy)

Her symbiote’s name is ghost. The symbiote took that name while they were playing hollow knight together. They are in love

Disaster Bi

Writes a lot of Au fanfics to spite Miguel. Extremely clingy and uses humor as a crutch. (She has the Deadpool kind of breaking fourth wall humor)

Ghost loves boba. Orb weaver is partial to it.

Spent a Lot of time researching spider species and patterns to make her suit and gives the other spider people crap about it (what the fuck kind of spider is red and blue?!)

She has absolutely no social skills whatsoever so she will say things that come off as mean sometimes when she’s trying to be funny

Monsterfucker.

Really into remixing music and making mashups but isn’t very good at it

[autisticarach]

What artstyle is your Spider-Sona’s world? ( For example, Gwen’s world is watercolor, Hobie’s world is inspired by punk art and punk album covers, etc. be creative!): Asa’s world is actually pretty similar to miles’s world. Think Modern comic books with a touch of fifties ads,

Do any characters that appear in the 616 or 1610 universes appear in your Spider-Sona’s world? If so, who and how are their roles different? ( For example, if Hobie Brown is in your universe, is he still the Prowler? Is Peter Parker in your universe? ): Asa has a prowler actually. His prowler is his ex best friend/former lover, Maria Josephina.

Is there a specific species of spider your Spider-Sona was bitten by, or was based off of? ( Can’t think of any specific canon examples here- but I’ve seen a lot of Spider-Sonas based off wolf spiders for example! ): Golden Silk orb weavers and funnel spiders

What city and what time period does your Spider-Sona live in?: He likes in New Yorke in the modern era

Is your Spider-Sona in the Spider Society? Were they ever asked to join but declined? Were they not scouted at all? Did they join and then quit? Tell me all about it!: Asa is one of the highest ranking members of the society because he beat up hobie when he attempted to get Asa to join, prompting a high ranking in the society. He works with Miguel and is often referred to as the hellion by Miguel. He is also planning to bring the society down from the inside because of reasons…

Does your Spider-Sona have organic webbing, or do they use web-shooters? Mix of both? And is their webbing typical spider webbing, or does it have a style to it? ( For example, Miguel’s webbing being red and presumably digital. ): Asa has completely organic webbing, that varies in strength depending on what he needs in the moment

Very important question here- do they have any pets? And if so, do they ever take them out on their crime fighting missions?: Do his daughters count? I’m joking but he only has time for his daughters right now

Are they the only Spider-Person in their universe? ( For example, Miles and Peter co-existing in the Insomniac Games ): No, and he likes it that way. Asa is an anarchist but he does not share well

Are there things that exist in their universe but don’t in others? ( For example, Comic Con existing in Miles-42’s universe but not in 1610 Miles’s! Or certain Marvel superheroes existing in their universe but not others. ): Something that only exists in his universe is the cold wat between america and Mexico. (in his universe Mexico grew into a powerhouse after world war two and well check out this post for more)

And lastly ( For now will probably make a few more of these… honestly I could make one daily but I don’t wanna bother people lol ) what does your Spider-Sona think about killing criminals… and their general approach to crime: He fights for the little guy and sometimes that means killing cops or corrupt government officials

(Thank you @aaronymous999 this was so much fun)

[aaronymous999]

Introducing: Aaronymous’s Spiders!

So I kind of went ham recently and made a whole Spider-Verse of OCs! And I wanted to share them all and a brief description of them!

Spider-Man/Aaron Allan ( Spider-Sona )

Living as the first Spider-Man of Earth 5169’s Minneapolis near the end of the 2010’s, Aaron Allan ( formerly Liz Allan ) was bitten by a radioactive Spiny Orb-Weaver when he was 14 years old. After his 15th birthday he became the one and only ( at the time… ) Spider-Man! Aaron and by proxy, the other Spiders of his universe are barred entry from the society, despite the anomalies and other Spider-People they have encountered. All three of them are aware of the Spider Society, but are forced to, and choose to keep their distance.

Silk/Cindy Moon

Earth 5169’s Minneapolis’ second Spider-Person is Silk, who was bitten just minutes after Aaron Allan. Although she stayed in the shadows and kept her powers under wrap for a lot longer than her counterpart. Silk took a much more aggressive approach in her vigilante work, and even after agreeing to work with Spider-Man as a team she generally keeps to herself and works with the detective side of the job.

Spider-Man/Miles Morales

The third and final Spider-Person of Earth 5169, injesting the last vial of the spider’s venom through circumstances he, Aaron and Cindy aren’t exactly keen on retelling. Miles is the youngest Spider of the group and originally masqueraded as Spider-Man using his newfound powers, unknowingly helping Aaron fight the Spider-Man allegations. Quickly being discovered and trained by the established Spiders to become his own Spider-Man!

Spider-Man/Peter Parker

After an experiment “gone wrong” in a college class with Professor Miles Warren, Peter and his two classmates of Earth 20008, residing in Milwaukee were given the abilities of a spider! This Peter Parker sharing similarities to the Peter of Earth 5169, yet remaining very different in many ways. He was the second of the trio to step up to the mantle and is on the more tech side of things, although he helps with heroics it’s infrequent due to his chronic pain. Peter and the two other Spiders of his universe have been with the Spider Society for a while, although Peter himself isn’t too involved of the politics of it all. Their entry mostly being on Peter due to him being a very common variant.

Spider-Woman/Mary Jane Watson

Along with Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy on Earth 20008, MJ was a victim to an “accidental” mishap in an experiment. And was the last Spider to step up with this superhero business, and she remains skeptical and a little bit depressed. She bares similarities to Earth 5169’s MJ, but hasn’t fully gone through her journey of self discovery yet, and feels heartbroken after her crush Gwen Stacy starts dating Peter Parker. Little does she know, eventually she’ll come into her own and be happy as well. Mary Jane is pretty involved with the Spider Society and often takes most of the missions on behalf of the three of them, as an escape from the heartbreak and pain of her world.

Spider-Girl/Gwen Stacy

Gwen Stacy was the first Spider of Earth 20008 and is definitely the most eager, and in some ways is egotistical in her role as Spider-Girl. She still has a lot of work to do in improving herself, but that’s yet to come. Gwen is the muscle of the group and is also the most controversial Spider in the media, which has never bothered her. The real thing that bothers her is how much her best friend MJ is drifting and her own family problems. Gwen Stacy is in the Spider Society, but very vocally dislikes it and Miguel, and usually is only a member to deal with anomalies in her own universe. Sometimes she meets up with the other Gwen’s for lunch but that’s about it.

Emerald-Spider/Emilio Hoang

Fighting crime in London’s near future on Earth 996-B is Emilio Hoang, a mysterious and distant vigilante who views his job as more of a burden than a blessing, and hasn’t truly begun to appreciate the good work he’s done. Emilio also has a budding rivalry with the other Spider of his world which is revealing both his insecurities and his secret pride of his job. Emilio is a pawn of the Spider Society and often spends more time away than in his own universe, to escape the problems he deals with and the recent changes in his life becoming an adult and moving away and all.

The Spider/Asher Holmes ( AU Spider )

Fighting crime in the fictional town and country of Twin Capes City, Osclar is Asher Holmes of Earth 2051-A in the near future. His title doesn’t include “Man” or any indication of humanity for a reason, as Asher Holmes purposely makes his superhero persona appear more animalistic and robotic as a form of self-sabotage. A cruel punishment he’s given himself. And his abilities of crime fighting have become uniform and robotic in response. As a part of the Spider Society, he is one of Miguel’s righthand men, although the existence of a universe where his best friend Nyx Dixon is alive and well as Spider-Woman is kept secret from him with worries it will cause his loyalties to waver or for his mental state to officially snap…

Goldweaver/Liz Allan

Living in New York City of Earth 24-200 in the Early 2000s is Liz Allan, an accomplished and popular student at Empire State University. Although she may appear perfect, she struggles with balancing her social life, perfect grades and her crime fighting as Goldweaver, which she has been using as an atonement for the bullying she used to do in High School to a girl named Petra Parker, who eventually becomes the Venom of her universe. Liz Allan works closely with the Spider Society, and often teams up with Jessica Drew on missions. She definitely takes Miguel’s side as she believes that similarly to him, he is only taking accountability for his past mistakes and she strives to support that, although being around so many variants of Petra all the time makes her feel incredibly guilty.

Orbweaver/Nancy Ghoul

Nancy Ghoul is the one and only Orbweaver of Yorkshire and it’s surrounding cities. She lives in the 80s, during the rise of goth subculture on Earth 8989-80. As Orbweaver she fights crime and performs music, but as Nancy Ghoul, she’s simply a goth living on the streets and trying to make ends meat in Margaret Thatcher’s England. And what makes it even more difficult is the supervillains that the government refuses to properly deal with and prevent, which Orbweaver is forced to fight on her own. Orbweaver is often sent out on missions for the Spider Society but she doesn’t spend too much time hanging out around HQ or making friends, as she’s too worried about the situation her own world is in.

Night Stalker/Owen Sawyer

Owen Sawyer lives in an authoritarian USA in the early 2010s, where he appears as a vigilante of the people, but secretly works with the CIA to eliminate the countries revolutionaries and enemies, painting them as supervillains and changing the narrative. Owen Sawyer takes the identity of Night Stalker, moving around from city to city on Earth 9-DD. He’s weaseled his way into the Spider Society and presents a genuine threat that has remained under the radar.

Scarlet Spinstress/Lena Murray

Lena Murray lives in an alternate early 1900s New York, where she isn’t known as a hero, but as a myth. A ghost almost, and by many is considered, if real, a murderer. Lena believes that she is true justice and takes out her rulings with lethal force as the Scarlet Spinstress. Maybe of her judgements are correct, but the punishments given to her “villains” is far from acceptable. In the Spider Society she knows that many of her fellow spider people would never accept her use of lethal force so she lies and keeps her battles with “villains” fantastical and typical spider battle fare.

Spider-Grrrl/Tobi Emily

Tobi Emily is controversial, heel stomping, crime fighter of Earth R-17. Her base of operations is in Olympia. Although her Spider-Grrrl alter ego doesn’t make music, she does fight crime and acts as a political figurehead in the feminist movement of the 1990s. Tobi Emily on the other hand is a lead singer of a Riot Grrrl band called The Webheads and a vocal feminist and gay rights activist. She’s apart of the Spider Society although she’s mostly regulated to dealing with anomalies in her universe due to the countless fights she gets in at HQ.

Arachnida/Billie Morales

Arachnida lives in Earth 47’s New York City in the 2030s or so, despite her name and sisterlike relationship with Annie Parker, she wouldn’t know who Miles or Peter are, or who most mainline Spider-Man characters are, although that doesn’t mean they don’t exist in her universe. Billie and her adopted sister Annie were bitten by the same radioactive spider during a middle school fieldtrip and now fight crime as Arachnida and Spinneret respectively. Arachnida is the head of the operation and the two have amazing teamwork due to the fact that they basically raised eachother in fostercare. Now with the two of them in High School, they are trying to uncover the mystery of their abandonment and the origin of their spider powers.

Spinneret/Annie Parker

Annie Parker is the second half of the Arachnida and Spinneret duo and is a lot less interested in the mystery of her and Billie’s past than Billie is. Billie is her sister, and they fight crime together, and that’s about all that matters. Due to Billie’s recent obsession with uncovering their shared mysteries, Annie has drifted away more and has secretly become a member of the Spider Society without telling Billie, and she’d like to keep it that way. She’s gotten a few leads on their pasts through this method but has kept them from Billie on purpose, which may or may not cause some problems between them in the future…

So! That is all my sillies for now, yes I know it’s a lot but what did you expect- I have like 200 OCs in my Osclar universe alone. I hope you found these guys somewhat interesting! After this masterpost here I’m probably going to vary which ones I post about, although Aaron will probably remain front and center since he’s my Spider-Sona. Also more Spider-Sona tag games coming soon!

[overwatchoverloaded]

Could you please do headcanons of Widowmaker with a girlfriend who has an autoimmune disease and how Amélie is super protective of her with some angst and fluff please 🫶

Widowmaker with a S/O with an autoimmune disease.

Just a heads up, I make most of my stuff gender natural so more people can relate with it ❤️

This relationship would probably happen outside of Talon as the group itself fell apart.

She would ve super protective and always at the ready should her beloved Orb weaver feel faint or sick.

If there was ever a major issue to occur she'd sneak you into Dr.Angela's office and meet up later at a bus stop or empty parking lot to bring them back home.

She's worried something will happen to you when she's out and about so she bought/stole a medical bracelet and pager.

Despite being just about dead and numb, she still knows pain, but tends to over baby them, and over reacts at times.

"It's just a head cold-"

"Non. You need to lie down, I will take care of you, even if you do not want me to...."

When it comes down to comfort she will always be touching them when they're not feeling well, or in pain.

She knows she doesn't feel much, but she won't be the one to take that from them.

Every once and a while her S/O will break down, especially if the disease started later on in the relationship

At first she thought someone attacked them and cussed up and down the apartment getting together her rifle.

When she learned it was something more personal that she can't fight against, a small pang went through her chest.

Being helpless and unable to change the outcome angered her.

At first she blamed her S/O for both taking care of themselves

She quickly changed her attitude when she did some research

There was a silent apology as she comforted and babied them the rest of the night.