#spider-ma'm

[nocontextspiderman]

Spider-Verse #2 (2019)

[kore-cryptid]

"miguel is the villain spot is the villain miles himself is the villain" no youre all wrong the REAL TRUE villain of atsv was that bitch ass school counselor lady

[resuri-art]

Searching about spiders to be able to differentiate the main ones we got inside the house in winter (you know, the big brown ones). (And yes, I want to be able to recognise the species we got to know if I can actually take it in my hand or if it is a big "nope, worst idea ever".)

I love spiders, but looking at all those close pictures sure make some primal part of brain alert and it makes me feel stressed 😅

[triptychcryptid]

If DD Ford were to have a rivalry as visceral as Stan's with the Dinosaur Planet, I think it would have to be something INCREDIBLY stupid like the Hand Witch. Like hear me out. The kids wanted to go to the market one day. He thinks "sure, why not? They've worked hard spreading the word of Bill our Lord and Savior, they've earned it." So they go to the market and Dipper sees a stand with a bunch of Rolexes on it. Stanford instantly recognizes them as fakes. Who the hell sells ONE, let alone 20 Rolexes at a craft market in Bum Fuck Oregon? He picks one up and inspects it. He can see the gold paint flaking off of it. He decides to play the game. He turns on the charm.

"Well good afternoon, Ma'm. These are some handsome watches you have here. And so cheap, too! $50 for a Rolex? Unheard of!" The Hand Witch sizes him up. She knows a skeptic when she sees one. What he doesn't know is that each of these watches is cursed, and that this entire table is a test. Most people would know that these are fakes. Of course they would, she made it easy to tell. This was a test of ego.

"Oh yes sir, what a good eye you have. You're the Bishop for the town's Temple of Ciphertology, aren't you?" She says, indicating the gold Bill Cipher tie clip and cuff links Ford wears with the suit his Dad gave him for if he ever got married. He hadn't had time for such things, of course.

"Why yes, I am."

"Well, a man of your stature and renown ought to have a watch that reflects that, don't you think? How are a man's church members to know he's a man of status without a powerful watch such as this?" Ford is both insulted and angered at this. He ends up buying the watch mostly to prove that it's a piece of shit, however. Once he hands the witch the money, suddenly the gold on the watch looks...real? There's no paint to flake off? The crystal inside the watch face no longer looks like cheap costume jewelry?

He takes the watch home to take it apart and find a serial number, or the working parts or anything that would indicate it was a cheap watch, but he can't take it apart. And he finds later that night that every night at exactly 3:00 a.m, he hears a voice whispering his most embarrassing moments. Just two at a time, but every. Night. It whispers new ones. The kiss bot incident. The time he spelled Wednesday wrong in kindergarten. The one time he asked a girl to a dance and she laughed at him and walked off. It drives him insane. He tries to get rid of the watch but can't. It keeps showing up on his nightstand.

The damned thing is mocking him, he knows it!

He's no stranger to the occult, despite being a man of religion. So he basically enters into a curse war with the Hand Witch. The curses are never anything serious, despite his best efforts. The curses on both sides are just the most mildly inconveniencing things. One day he can hear the thoughts of all the spiders in his house. Another day, everything in the church gift shop starts spewing advertisements for an all expenses paid trip to Disney World, followed by the Meow-Mix Jingle. Another day, every third step in his house screams when you step on it, scaring the shit out of him the first time it happened, and damn near causing him to fall backwards off the staircase.

@localcanadiancreature62

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Halloween of the Nerds - Saltburn 2023

Michael Gavey x fem!reader

warning : +18, smut, oral f reciving, kissing, drinking, body whorship, use of Ma'm, no use of Y/n, use of a blindfold, implied praise kink

Summary : Halloween the night when all university students are supposed to be at the party. All except Michael Gavey and his girlfriend who have something much better, darker and more romantic in mind...an evening of lustful love and torture between lovers.

Info : So I had a request for this Michaels love with y/n or the reader as Morticia and Gomez it was sweet. However now I wanted to play with this idea and make it smut so here we are. Have fun reading ;)

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Halloween. Halloween at the university meant that there were plastic skulls hanging everywhere, little ghosts made out of handkerchiefs and cardboard pumpkins. It was almost cute to see the little creatures hanging everywhere. But this was not the reason why the whole university was so excited.

Every year on Halloween there was a big party in the style of some movie or century. This year it was "Deadly Pretty" and everyone was already looking for an outfit to dress as revealingly as possible, buy alcohol and take drugs.

For almost everyone except Michael Gavey and his girlfriend who, unlike him, was actually invited, but just like then and now on the night of the party, she just said, ,,Michael, we don't have to go, I don't want to go without you". She had her other friends and connections to the rich and respected at the school. However, they didn't accept her boyfriend Michael, which meant that she not only had to distance herself from them but also make her own plan with Michael. It was to be a Halloween just between them.

One sentence, one statement she stayed true to and was in her room, her gaze on the mirror in front of her. The red lipstick on her lips stood out and yet was in harmony with her red fingernails. Her hair lay straight and the makeup that was usually natural or not at all this time seemed to be that of a corpse.

The black dress on her body ended at the bottom of the floor in the shape of a spider's web, the spikes almost making her float. She noticed the spider in the room while small spiders, ghosts and body parts hung from the ceiling. She had everything set up nicely and the DVD for the Addams family movie was already playing on her TV, just waiting to start.

Snacks on the bed and the alcohol that looked like she had sacrificed children to get the red. But she saw the image of Morticia Addams and just had to wait for her sweet Gomez. Just as she was about to leave her likeness, there was a knock on the door and she scurried to the door.

She ran her hand over her dress one last time to smooth it out before opening the door with a gentle smile. ,,Good evening, my handsome Gomez," she said, looking down slightly at the brown-haired man, which was due to her heels. But she couldn't help but fall out of her role a little and smile.

Michael in a black suit looked more than just good, the pin in the shape of a skull was cute but his look screamed amorousness. His bright eyes ran over her body, completely mesmerized, as if she were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

His mouth was slightly open and he licked his lips before adjusting his glasses. ,,My heart...my beautiful Morticia, you are as beautiful as the moon," he whispered and gently pushed her back into the room as his fingers placed themselves almost over-cautiously and tentatively on her hips. He engaged her in a hasty kiss, a reaction of devotion to his many emotions, but she welcomed him.

She hastily closed the door and let him hold her, smiling as she heard his gasp and tasted the sweet lipstick. ,,Strawberry," he murmured and she giggled as she handed him a handkerchief so he could clean his lips. ,,Just for you, my bat," she winked and decided to take off her shoes for her body and the evening - it would just be too uncomfortable - before sitting down on the bed and leaning against the pillows. Watched him as he stuffed the towel into his pocket and adjusted his glasses again before sitting down next to her on the bed.

His hand went to hers and she suddenly felt his lips on the back of her hand. ,,Oh my heart, my darling, my one and only," he praised her and began to kiss his way up her arm as he had done before, praising her more and more with every kiss. She felt more than just flattered as she lightly stroked his head, ,,My husband, my loving slave," she joked and felt his grin as he reached her neck.

Pulling back slowly, however, she appreciated that as much as he was giving her space she had to allow him to throw himself at her. ,,Such a good man," she murmured under her breath before she drank some of the alcohol, gave him the other cup and started the movie.

The two of them leaned back against the cushions and she kissed him lightly while his hand ran over her body every now and then. She knew he was trying to pull himself together for her and enjoy the movie.

Forgetting the others, the stupid rich people and the drugs that would kill them one day. But he had something so much better. Her. His darling. She knew that he loved her dearly and that he was grateful to her for hanging out with him at all. As much as he protected himself in his shell as the nerd, he had felt so betrayed when Oliver betrayed him.

The movie went ahead Wednesday came to summer camp and had her own personal cave. Morticia and Gomez, on the other hand, just seemed to have more time to themselves and she couldn't help but smile as Michael tried to mimic Gomez's voice as he moved closer to her.

His fingers ran over the black fabric of her dress and he kept hinting that he would go underneath. ,,My heart my lady...Ma'm let me make you happy on this dark night, shall I?" he asked in a murmur as he began to kiss the back of her hand again, concentrating on her more and more, never quite believing that he had such a beautiful friend.

That his fantasies came true one day when she moved her legs slightly apart and her hand gently guided him towards her. ,,You want to be good? Oh my darling, do what you can't help but do," she whispered and ran her hand over his cheek once more before he moved down to place himself between her legs.

The movie was still playing and as Michael began to push up her dress and kiss her ankles, his Morticia made herself even more comfortable in his kisses. Enjoying the alcohol, the sweet snacks and the movie that made her smile every now and then. His kisses, which were intimate despite his slight nervousness and excitement, brought him to the top again and again.

She knew that he liked to kiss the birthmarks, marks and scars, everything that could have made her insecure he loved. He loved her, her body, her whole being. He let her know it again and again between kisses, the poetic words coming from his lips as she stroked his head every now and then.

She knew he liked it, it calmed him down when she pulled his strands from time to time, she heard his grin, he liked that they both loved each other like their costume models. ,,Do you trust me?" she asked him and saw how his glasses slipped when he was already between her thighs, his gaze questioning and yet his cheeks pink with lust and shame.

But the little grin on his lips really made him look like Gomez. ,,Yes-Yes but of course my heart...show me what happens on halloween to love" he said and she heard how excited he was about this little other side of him the mix of wanting to be good for her and his pleasure in having her. ,,Hold still or I'll bite until it's over," she said with a grin and took off his glasses, put them carefully on his nightstand and gave him a kiss on the tip of his nose.

She saw that there was a bit of lipstick on it and she couldn't stop herself from giggling. ,,It'll be my job to do more than just make you laugh," he boasted and came closer to her before she could continue with her plan, slipping his fingers onto her hip in another intimate kiss and waiting for her to allow him to begin.

They had enough nights where it was the other way around, she knew he needed to show him that he was not weak but strong and that she was in his hands. Until he couldn't take it anymore and wanted hers.

She found it hard to break away from him as he immediately pulled her into another kiss. It was only when she grabbed his hair and pulled him back that she heard him gasp as his eyes closed for a moment and knew that he liked it and would like it even more if she gave him what she had wanted to try for a while.

Holding him away from her as he tried to continue kissing her, the grin on his lips let her know he wanted it. ,,Behave well Michael will you? You know torturing you is my job," she reminded him and took a black blindfold from the bedside cabinet.

She saw that he could see the object clearly despite his slightly poor eyesight. ,,I love you more and more every time," he mumbled, almost choking on his words as she tied the blindfold around his head.

She made sure for a moment that it didn't hurt him before he kissed his way down her side, pushing the fabric further up before he was back between her legs. Picking up where he had left off, he kissed her thighs, his fingers running over the soft skin and pushing her legs apart a little more to create more space.

,,Am I right...black with red roses and lace?" she heard him murmur questioningly and giggled as he ran his fingers over her panty, almost overjoyed. He wasn't just good at math he was also a good little pervert and seemed to know all her underwear.

Much to her distress and amusement. ,,Now my dear husband has ruined my surprise, but yes, as always, my genius," she commented, looking back at the movie as she let out a pleasurable gasp and placed her hands on his head as he began to run his fingers over her fabric-covered center.

Even now, he seemed to want to tease her in his own way until she tugged lightly on his hair strands again in warning. Knowing that despite seeing nothing he had understood the message.

He shouldn't and didn't want to keep his beloved waiting. He continued his movements while his other hand traveled up her body. She felt his grin as he began to massage her breasts as best he could, sensing that she wasn't wearing a bra.

The praise that flowed from her lips spurred him on further and he let out a mix of joyful whimpers as he felt her slowly melt around him. His massage began to work wonders as she felt the tingling go through her body as he lightly tweaked her sensitive nipples.

They knew each other better than was perhaps true if they were honest. She knew he would give anything for her, there was no doubt since they got together she knew he would do anything for her. That he would spoil her as much as he could, that she would take him for what he was.

Michael, on the other hand, loved that he had someone to love, that his girlfriend accepted him for who he was, that she didn't disappear like Oliver and leave him alone.

He loved loving her and even though he admitted to himself that his thoughts were still not sinless, his heart played along with her, they played with each other with these thoughts and boundaries and there was nothing better. She let a stifled moan escape her lips as he pulled off her panties and slid his tongue over her center. ,,So hasty, my dear," she commented and let him have his fun.

It was only the beginning though, she knew too well that they had been in this scenario many times before, then without the blindfold but now. With the blindfold on his other side and right at her center between her thighs, he seemed to have almost reached new heights.

He devoured her like a starving man when he found his optimal rhythm after a few moments, the best position to taste the sweetness on his tongue. But even though her fingers kept stroking his head in praise, she kept pulling on it when that sweet wave of arousal came over her.

He began to suck on that sensitive little nerve spot, his fingers holding her open for him and the mix of his speed, whether he had the reins or not, and her praising or punishing him made them both have the perfect evening, his hand resting on her breasts began to wander over her body, reaching for every piece of warm soft skin he could find.

Beneath the fabric his cold fingers slid, giving her goosebumps, her hips trying to match his rhythm again and again to get more of him, his arousal, using him as a toy for her at night while she heard his own moans every time she lifted her leg.

Allowing him to rub his aroused center against it, he had earned it, ,,Such a-ah fuck...good husband" she moaned and could almost see the smirk on his lips which was interrupted by a heartfelt moan as she closed her legs slightly further around him, keeping him between her and he didn't mind.

On the contrary, with a force she wouldn't have believed him capable of, his hand suddenly placed itself on her hip, pulling her even closer to him in a jerk and she felt how the bridge of his nose stroked the bundle of nerves with every movement on her body and his. It was just fucking perfect. She knew that not only she but also he wanted to put an end to all this.

He was losing himself more and more, he just wanted to have her around him even more, to taste her completely. She had known for a long time that he no longer obeyed her "orders", that he only pursued his lust, which would end in her climax.

The room was filled with obscene noises and the movie was already playing, but neither of them minded. It was just the two of them and with each time she held on to him, her praise drowned out by the excited noises, she could feel him getting more and more excited himself. His arousal must be painful by now, but she would reward him for every time he gave.

She felt the tingling in her abdomen increase, the twitching of her legs and the quivering of her upper body for a moment as she realized what she was experiencing before she came through him. Her hands clutched at him, almost suffocating him between her thighs before she released him, breathing heavily and coming from her high.

She opened her eyes again after a few moments and saw his bright eyes, bringing a new wave of arousal over her. ,,F-fuck you've never looked prettier," she murmured to him and stroked his cheek in praise as she took in his appearance. His hair, which was always tidy, was now completely disheveled and no longer neat.

The bright blue eyes in which the dark pupil widened had a hungry, eager look in them. The slight shine on his lips from her arousal didn't seem to bother him and he had already picked all the sweetness from his lips and hands, the cheeks pink and brought a little sweetness to the whole picture.

In short to him Gomez, her sweet Michael had never looked hotter on Halloween. ,,You taste incredible my heart...like a personal drug a formula created by you," he whispered and drew her closer again into another deep kiss, tasting the slight saltiness in the mix of his aforementioned sweetness.

She let her hands wander down to his center, stroking his hardness as he moaned into the kiss. Feeling him cling to her, how needy he was, she knew he wanted to feel her around him.

He was going to get his wish. ,,You were so good for me, now it's my turn, come here," she whispered to him, grabbing the black fabric of her dress and pulling it over her body, sitting naked on the bed in front of him while he began to undress as well, more like in a lustful trance.

She touched her skin and as soon as she was naked she knew that he would have his way with her and she simply pulled him close and let him do it.

His grateful words reached her again and again as she watched the full moon shine through the window. For Morticia and Gomez, there seemed to be no more romantically pleasurable night than this long, dark night illuminated by the full moon. In which they found each other again.

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@ateliefloresdaprimavera , @valeskafics , @sapphirespiders , @aemonds-holy-milk , @palomam18

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Headlines and Perspectives - One shot

Dr. Two Brains blood chilled when he saw what was printed on the morning edition of the Fair City Times. Guilt, torment, and anger coursed through his body. How dare the called her that! Becky wasn't anything like that monster! It wasn't her fault that Miss Crimes was making her commit all that violence and bloodshed. Two Brains let out a sigh, releasing his anger as he noticed how his hands were beginning to crumple and tear up the newspaper. "Besides. The only reason she is dealing with all of this is because of me." Dr. Two Brains mumbled in a guilty tone. He knew this headline will only make people's fear of Miss Crimes even worse. He had to finish the cure quickly before it would be too late. Victor frowned as he silently read the newspaper. Unwanted memories were coming back as he gazed over the words and the information about Miss Crimes printed in the article. "So now you see why I need you on this case Agent Cutter." Margaret spoke in a serious tone to the man as they were both seated in her office at The Agency. Victor let out a sigh. He had done cases like this before, but things were different this time. "She is still a child ma'm." Victor responded, his face bearing an slightly anguished expression. Margaret Fuller's gazed at Victor with a sympathetic look despite still bearing a hardened and serious expression. "I know but we can't have her running around and killing innocent lives anymore. For now I want you to find out more information on Miss Crimes such as he origins, powers, and weaknesses. If there is a way to contain her then do it. If not..." Margaret paused. Victor just grimly nodded. She didn't have to finish that command. Victor knew if he couldn't capture Miss Crimes, then he would have to end her life. Darius smirked with intrigue as he sat in his office. The newspaper from one of his associates who was situated in Fair City looked very promising. He then pressed a button on a device with a speaker. "Miss Lears, please bring in the contact information of Dr. Calvin Barriton and Professor Athena Cartwright to my desk immediately." Darius commanded. "Right away Mr. Brewster." A voice responded. Darius smiled wickedly and went back to reading his paper. "It looks like B.E.A.W labs might get a new bioweapon soon, or some scientists might get a chance to test out their weapons on Miss Crimes. Whichever comes first." Darius mused to himself as he drank his coffee. Archie Webber had a fierce and determined expression as he packed his hero gear up. Dr. Arannae was ready and willing to bring this Miss Crimes to justice. She was going to pay for killing his best friend Jenkins and for crushing Joe's heart. The poor man had called Archie and through tears and anguish told him what happened to Dr. James Jenkins. How Jenkins' mangled remains were found in his lab along with destroyed equipment. Joe had also told him about what was printed in today's newspaper concerning Miss Crimes. "That girl's murderous crime spree ends now." Archie growled as he headed out the door with his gear in tow. His pet spider Fluffy safe at his mom's house. Archie didn't want to imagine what would happen if Miss Crimes got her fiendish claws on his sweet boy.

Fair City Times Headline

Miss Crimes: Fair City’s Next Maddrix the Malicious @melodythebunny @erraticeris