#🕸 Said the spider IC 🕸

[jedijesi]

Caught in the Cat's Web

Chapter 1

Felicia Hardy! Reader x Miguel O’Hara

Series Masterlist 🕸 Masterlist

Warnings: Angst, Sexual Tension, she/her pronouns

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Felicia Hardy, Black Cat, endures a nasty breakup with Peter Parker, and now with her new Spider-Powers, she must navigate the Spider society and meet their esteemed leader.

Co-writer: @stclairesplace

A/N: This a Felecia Hardy Self Insert, beyond her classic platinum hair color, no descriptive terms are used! Insert yourselves, loves! This is my first Miguel fic, enjoy!

New York, Earth-194

“No, Peter! I- I can’t keep fighting for us if you’re just gonna run back to MJ every time!” Felicia sobbed. 

“We were just talking about our relationship!” Peter yells in defense. 

Felicia's hands come up to her forehead, smoothing out her platinum hair back in frustration. “You said it was over, Peter! You don’t need to continue to talk to her, especially not at 8:30 on a Friday in a restaurant! The same restaurant you took me to last week, by the way, for our 6 month anniversary!” 

“It doesn’t matter, Felicia! Nothing happened!” Peter runs his fingers through his hair pacing back and forth in frustration. 

“No! You- you lied to me, you told me you didn’t have feelings for her anymore.” Felicia breaks out into more tears, blinding her. “I don’t want to be ‘the other woman’ anymore, Peter. I won’t be. I can’t keep waiting for you, hoping you’ll finally look at me the way you look at MJ. I’m done.” 

Before Peter could say another word, the sound of Felicia’s grappling hook cut him off. In an instant, Felicia goes back into her Black Cat persona, swinging through the New York Skyline. 

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It had been 3 weeks since the breakup. 3 weeks of crying, ice cream, and pajamas. Felicia had never taken a breakup hard, she’d always known her worth, but something about Peter Parker was different. It made no sense as to why it hurt so much. She’s been cheated on before, she’s watched partners come and go, but she was able to brush it off like it was nothing. Then stupid Peter Parker had to come and along, turn her into a hero, and break her heart. 

By habit, the sound of sirens outside her apartment causes her to pause her show, and look at the Black Cat suit hidden behind the painting next to the window. 

Felicia sighs, unable to decide if she should cry or scream. Ultimately, she decided to continue eating her ice cream, pushing the images of Spider-Man somewhere out there fighting crime. 

Despite pushing her feelings away, a tear escapes her, sliding down her cheek. Suddenly, chills go down Felicia’s spine. She looks around the quiet apartment trying to figure out what was happening when her tear begins to slide back up her cheek and into the air. The empty pint and spoon along with various items follow suit, prompting Felicia to grab the gun and knife hidden under the couch. 

A bright light emits in the middle of the living room, transforming into a colorful circular object. Felicia’s guard falls, recognizing the multi-dimensional portal. 

“Woah! What’s with the guns?” Jessica Drew, questions as she emerges. 

“You could have given me a heads up instead of scaring the shit out of me.” Felicia rolls her eyes before putting her weapons away. 

“I told you, I’d come pick you up in a month.” 

Felicia’s eyes widened in surprise. “It’s been a month since I’ve last seen you?!” 

“Ahuh,” Jessica responds as she inspects the apartment. “Has it been a month since you’ve cleaned too?”

“Uh- 3 weeks, actually.” 

Jessica whips her head around. “3 weeks?! What the fuck happened, girl!”

Felicia rolls her eyes. “I don’t wanna talk about it.” 

Honestly, she didn’t have to. Jessica could see right through the broken-hearted girl. “You ready to go then?”

“I don’t think I can meet the boss man like this.” Felicia frowns, looking down at her oversized tee shirt stained with ice cream and various mysterious stains from her wallowing sessions. 

Jessica nods, “Shower and change. I’ll help you clean up this shit.” 

It took about an hour for Felicia to clean up and feel like herself again. After putting on her Black Catsuit, she looks into the mirror, smiling for the first time in 3 weeks, feeling like herself again. 

Felicia emerges from her bedroom, finding Jessica standing in the middle of her cleaned-up apartment. “Holy shit, Jess!” She feels like she could cry.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re welcome, hon, let’s go or I'll get a lecture.” Jessica hastily as she creates the portal.

Felicia’s been through multi-dimensional portals a few times before, but it’s still something she can barely get used to. 

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Nueva York, Earth 838

Nueva York was bustling with life as heroes of the spider society swung and walked around. Felicia felt both excited and overwhelmed. It was hard walking into a world full of people who dressed, talked, and looked like her ex. 

“Cat!” Jessica shouted across the hall to the distracted woman, pulling her out of her trance. “Move!”

Felicia scurried across the main hall, doing her best to weave between spider people. Once she caught up to Jessica, they made their way to the ‘big man’s office’ as Jessica puts it. 

The two women entered the dark, grand office. Felicia spots a platform about 20 feet in the air with dozens of holographic screens filled with information and statistics. In the center stood the back of a blue and red man. 

“Ahem!” LYLA appeared next to the tall man. “Your newest recruit is here.” 

The platform slowly lowers but the man doesn't move. Instead, he touches the holographic screens, causing Felicia’s profile to appear. 

“Felicia Hardy?” 

Felicia was taken aback by his voice. She didn’t know what she was expecting but it wasn’t that. It’s a low, resonant tone that fills the air and commands respect and attention. It has a subtle vibration that conveys confidence and strength, and it's a sound that Felicia finds attractive and comforting. His voice has the power to evoke emotion and stir feelings of comfort and security. 

Jessica nudges the woman beside her, yanking Felicia from her thoughts. “Yes, Sir.” She purrs, easing back into the Felicia Hardy she knows and loves. 

“According to my data, you’re the first spider woman.” The platform touches the ground prompting the man to turn to look at Felicia. 

She couldn’t help but admire the man’s build and height, thinking that the elevated perspective had made him appear bigger. “The one and only.” She smirks. 

“Hmm…” The man thinks for a moment, admiring the beautiful woman in front of him. He’s seen and read about plenty of Felicia’s as they have been a big part in some Spider-Man’s lives. Yet, this Felicia seemed different. Her eyes sparkled and the way she carried herself radiated confidence. “I haven’t properly introduced myself. I’m Spider-man 2099, my name is Miguel O’Hara.” Miguel closes some distance, letting his mask retract to reveal his messy wavy head and stunning brown eyes.  

“Felica.” She replies, making intense eye contact with the man. 

Miguel slowly walks closer and begins to circle her like a vulture, studying his prey. “ According to your file, you only got your powers several months ago. Explain.”

“Long story short, my… Spider-Man and I infiltrated Oscorp. They were trying to replicate the serum and I ended up getting accidentally bit by one of their patients during the fight, but they’re all dead now, don’t worry.”

“Hmmm..” Miguel hummed as he inspected her suit. “Is this your spider suit?” 

“I don’t need one.” Felicia crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow at the Spider-Man. 

“If you want to join the spider society you do. What’s your call sign?”

“Black Cat.” Felicia side-eyes Miguel, predicting his thoughts. 

“Jess,” Miguel looks over to the woman, now sitting in the corner. “Why waste my time?” 

“Waste your time?!” Felicia snaps, turning to look at Miguel. “You need me!” 

“Ahuh.” He rolls his eyes as his mask covers his face, unleashing Felicia's three weeks of pent-up rage. 

“Listen here Spider-Man! I spent 4 months training my ass off, learning my powers, and proving to your little spider society that I’m worthy. I am not going to let you circle me and make assumptions about me based on my outfit and variants! I’ll fight you right now, and I’ll kick your ass!” 

Miguel can’t help but make a small smirk at Felicia’s personality. Miguel steps closer tilting his head down so that his chin practically grazes his collarbone and lets his mask fade. Felica stands her ground looking directly up into his chocolate eyes with fiery determination. She wasn’t going to let some self-appointed leader tell her she wasn’t good enough. 

Meanwhile, in the corner of the office, Jessica and LYLA watch the interaction with confusion. “What the fuck is happening?” 

“I- I really can’t tell you.” LYLA replies. “There’s something there though.” LYLA pulls out her phone taking a picture of the two for future evidence or blackmail before glitching away. 

Still withholding their gazes on each other Miguel eventually snaps out of it only to grumble.  “LYLA, take Felicia to the tailor to make a suit.”. A short smirk makes it’s way on Felicia’s face, silently congratulating herself that she got her way. “We’ll start your training with the other spiders tomorrow morning. Bright and early. As for you ‘Black Cat’ let’s get one thing straight here…” Felicia raises her eyebrow in anticipation, her arms crossed over her chest, her cleavage poking through just enough in the black skin-tight suit adorning her body. “You may be used to playing by your own rules and whatnot but here, this is my playground. And what I say, goes.” He leans back against the small table behind him, his arms now also crossed over his chest, making it hard for Felicia not to notice the way his biceps and arms moved with each breath he took. “Do I make myself clear, gata?”

Felicia unfolds her arms and takes a step closer to Miguel, squaring her shoulders as if preparing for a fight. “Yes, Araña.” 

“And start thinking of new names,” Miguel said before walking back to his desk with a smirk. 

Chapter 2

A/N: Its good to be back! Please let me know what you think💕

[prismatica-the-strange]

Wander Streets at Night, Fighting Just to Breathe

Warnings: 18+, drowning, vomiting, death mentions, angst

Synopsis: Stelle gets caught in yet another Spider-man bridge fight, only to get thrown into the Hudson.

Pairings: The Amazing Stella Lovette

Song: Alkaline by Timeflies

She was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

She always is.

It's like some kind of curse you get when you're close to Spider-man, you always get caught in the crossfire.

Her cab gets rear ended on the Washington bridge on her way home, and she gets out to try and catch another.

And of course, of course, as she tries to wave down another ride, pulling the collar of her coat up to brace against the icy November wind, someone grabs her.

She feels the cold sharpness of a blade against her throat. It presses harder when Spider-man lands in front of them.

If Peter ever said he was surprised whenever his girlfriend got herself caught up in his vigilantism, he'd be lying. But that isn't to say he's not shocked every time it happens.

"Hey, man, let's leave the little lady out of this."

"J-just leave me alone."

Her heels scrape against the cement as the man edges towards the rail.

"Okay, okay," Peter puts his hands up non-threateningly, "Just let her go, and we can talk this out, yeah?-"

"No! I'm not talking shit through!" The knife digs into her skin, "You walk away, you let me go, or she dies."

"You don't have to do this," he takes a step closer and the man clocks him just about to shoot a web.

And suddenly she's in a freefall.

It's immediate, the pain, as soon as she hits the water. The same stinging burn as putting your hand in the salted ice water when making ice cream in an old crank machine when you're a kid in the middle of summer, but worse. So, so much worse.

Every nerve in her body is on fire, she can't move, can't even tell which way is up.

The impact forces the air from her lungs, only for them to be then filled with freezing water when her body inhales reflexively.

It's dark, it's cold, she can't breathe.

She doesn't want to die, not now, not like this. But she can't get her limbs to move, can't fight her way to the surface. It's not long until the dark, murky water turns black.

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"No, no, no, no, no!" Peter drags her out the water and onto the rocky shore of the river, "Stelle, baby, wake up!"

He throws his mask to the side and presses his ear to her chest. She's not breathing, her heart's not beating.

"God, Stelle, no!" He panics, holding her face in his hands. It takes him longer than it should to remember how to do CPR.

"Okay," he says, adjusting her body, taking a second he doesn't have to push her hair from her face, "I'm gonna fix this, okay? I'll fix it."

There's no one else around, he's the only hope she has, his hands interlocked, pressing hard into her chest.

"C'mon, Stelle-Bell, wake up," One, two, three, four, "Wake up for me, baby, please!"

Seconds feel less like minutes, but hours.

"C'mon baby, please. Please," he yells, drops of river water from his hair mix with frustrated tears, "Come on, you gotta wake up, Stelle! I need you to wake up!"

"Estella please!" He starts to lose rhythm, begging her not to leave him, "Please, I-... I can't do this without you..."

His body shudders as he sobs and pleads, "Baby please, please, please don't leave me I-"

She starts to cough, hacking and choking up dirty water. It's not pretty, but it's the most beautiful thing he ever seen, eyes wide as he helps her on her side.

She tries to breathe, clawing at her throat as more water forces it's way out of her.

He rambles praises, "Just like that, good, get it out, breathe baby" his lips against her wet hair.

After a few minutes of vomiting up the Hudson, she slumps against him, energy gone.

"Fuck," His breath shudders and catches, "I thought-... I thought I lost you."

He holds her closer when she trembles in his arms and croaks out a strained "Cold."

"Right, c'mere baby," he holds her tight and pulls his mask on.

He 'borrows' a coat from a rack outside a store and makes record time getting to the hospital. He doesn't even notice at first that it's May he hands her off to, too distracted begging whoever is closest for help.

And he forgets that he's wearing his mask when another nurse wheels her away and May insists he sit down, wrapping a warm blanket around his damp shoulders.

It isn't until he goes to wipe his tears does he realize she thinks he's Spider-man, and that he should leave, go change and come back as her nephew.

But he doesn't change, he tracks down the man that nearly killed his Stella, breaking his nose and arm, and dropping him at the precinct.

It's over an hour later, and he knows May has probably been trying to get ahold of him, but the backpack with his phone in it is webbed to the side of Washington bridge.

When he does finally wander his way back to the hospital, hair still damp, she rips into him.

"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't have signal, May please, I need to see her."

Stelle is still awake when he finds her in the ER, and it's a tie to see who starts crying first.

He swoops in with the biggest hug, his face buried in her shoulder, tears and snot running down his face, onto her hospital gown.

Her hand, still shaking with shock and anxiety, tangles itself in his hair, keeping him close as she sobs with him.

"I'm sorry," he hiccups, "I'm so so sorry. I could've been quicker. I shouldn't've even let him touch you, Stelle, I'm sorry."

She doesn't speak, she can't, her throat too raw to even try, but she hugs him tighter. Lets him know through her loving embrace that she doesn't blame him at all.

That's how she falls asleep, wrapped tightly in his arms where he knows nothing can hurt her. Where the only thing that can touch her is him, his love.

He would do anything for her, anything to keep her safe, even dive headfirst into the Hudson river when it's freezing out. She's his everything, and he almost lost her tonight.

That thought alone brings another fresh wave of tears to his eyes and he buries his nose into her shoulder. And even though she's asleep, he lets himself tell her, "Don't you ever do that to me again, you understand? I love you way too much to lose you."

[kris-mage-fics]

🕸

This is hilarious and never fails to make me laugh when I see it! The spider's face is so fucking cute it kills me! And the *deleted lmao* is the icing on this beautiful cake!

I'd actually said in the past that Kyrahlise wasn't afraid of spiders. Though anything with more than eight limbs or legs terrified her, like centipedes. But this comic has shown me the light, and now she is also afraid of spiders! Which I find a little funny that someone who can easily take out demons, including the Faceless Lords, is petrified of a little spider!

[awritingcaitlin]

❄Find the Word❄

I was tagged by @legiomiam for the words control, spider, dry, livid, and stew

And I'll be turning around and tagging: @legiomiam, @juls-writes, @pinespittinink, @sentfromwolves, and @tananaphone

For the words: dart, table, swear, ask, meet

Snippets are from Cure for the Queen since apparently the words "spider" "stew" and "livid" all only appear in that one.

✈CONTROL✈

“Trotsberg Control, Dart Seven-One-Niner is requesting emergency approach vectors due to hull breach and damaged levrod.”

Killian pursed his lips. The winds were too much, but one could hope.

“Dart Seven-One-Niner, field wind speed is out of limits. You cannot land here. Modify course to Aelward Regional for emergency landing. Come left to new heading one-nine-five and descend to five thousand feet.”

Harrison sighed and then straightened up. “Left one-nine-five and leaving seventeen thousand for five thousand.”

Killian glanced at the map on his lap while inputting the necessary controls. Convenient, Aelward was closer. However, it was a smaller airfield that would probably lack all the necessary equipment and amenities to repair the Dart.

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🕸SPIDER🕸

She extricated herself from the table, then she and Rinnie went upstairs. Once they were in the room, Riela went to the washstand and dipped a wash towel into the basin and began taking her makeup off, thus revealing the garish blocky spidery brand stretching across her cheekbone and up to her temple.

She turned to Rinnie. “I was kidnapped as a child,” she began. “My parents worked for the resistance, getting people out of Eswaisil. I was taken from them as a slap in the face.”

Rinnie nodded. “You mentioned briefly. And you said the Nidtrins tried to brainwash you.”

Riela leaned back against the washstand, putting her palms flat on the top surface and her fingers curling around the edge. She gripped it tightly for support and wondered what else to say. She couldn’t place the look on Rinnie’s face. It looked more intrigued than anything. Had Riela told Rinnie that a week ago, the look would have been one of pity and Riela knew that full well. Riela didn’t need Rinnie’s pity. Rinnie didn’t need Riela’s.

But this was something neither of them deserved and maybe, just maybe, Riela could help Rinnie get through it.

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❄DRY❄

It wasn’t ice.

“Hoarfrost.” Killian spoke the word like a swear.

The phonograph in the corner stuttered. Zeh’ave looked over and saw the ice travel along the metallic parts, freezing the needle and scratching the poor record.

She breathed a couple of shallow breaths. The air was dry and painful. She contemplated briefly about going outside, but the metallic door to the outer platform was now frozen tight. Her body felt like she was being sucked dry.

“Either that hoarfrost wasn’t contained properly,” Killian said. “Or that’s how this heist is getting started.”

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💢LIVID💢

How pissed is Dad? Kota asked.

Incredibly, Kiyo replied. So much so that he’s not showing his anger.

Yikes, Nani said.

I’m guessing Rin’s livid? Rio asked.

Distraught is technically a better emotion, Kiyo corrected. But she will likely also pass through livid.

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🍲STEW 🍲

“We’ll can meet at The Rebellious Flame,” Killian said.

“Wait,” Riela said. “That’s like the Temple in Schmiedland.”

Killian nodded.

Riela’s eyes were wide and she disguised her gape by putting a spoonful of stew into it.

“Oh, so you liked my Temple idea,” Rinnie snorted. “Just not an Evianne one.”

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

The Unexpected Trip To Disney World part 3

not my gif!

"See you, y/n/n" y/n/n? I looked back at her and it looked like she liked it coz she went up and kissed me in the cheek, and I looked so starstruck that I heard Thor and nat snickering behind us, great. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply

"Would you guys quit it" I snapped turning back to them

"Well great guys, you made Peter angry again" Wanda joked

"YOU WERE KITKATTING AS WELL" Thor retorted, wait what?

"Kitkatting?" I swear I was about to lose my mind

"Well isn't there a word like that from a chocolate name?" He asked rubbing his beard as if what he's thinking is very important "the one with caramel and biscuits of some sorts"

"You mean snickers?" Nat asked on the verge of breaking down from laughter

"YES SNICKERS"

"What does that have to do with laughing?" Wanda said, eyes squinting

"Exact- wait do you mean snickering?" At this point nat was dead on the floor

"YES SNICKERING, YOU WERE SNICKERING TOO" he pointed at Wanda

"What the fuck?"

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"Oh look you guys cheered up the kid" Mr Stark said eating his ice cream while cleaning Morgan's dirty shirt.

"Well not us, but definitely someone" nat smirked and I sighed in frustration.

"Can we just get back to the hotel I'm tired" Morgan spoke almost whining for the 2928383th time today

"Yes of course let's go, cupcake" I obviously took the opportunity to not talk about what happened. So I held morgan's hand and walked to the hotel.

The rest of the day was spent at the biggest suite I have ever see in my whole entire life. we argued about the monopoly rules which led to steve arguing like a grandma lecturing sam about how he cannot buy two hotels if he didn't have enough houses or dancing to one direction (Scott, Morgan and I suggested it and now Thor is a huge fan) and lastly we watched a movie.

But throughout these activities I haven't been particularly focusing, well I couldn't and I have a reason! *Ding* oh, speaking of the devil- wait, no no not a devil thats wrong, shes an angel ok anywas, Y/n was texting me. yes that y/n, that y/n that made me smile, that y/n that gave me light when I was at my darkest, even if I was at Disney world (and I still am) y/n was the one who made me smile.

Y/n/n: hey you staying till the end of the week, right?

Peter: yeah why?

Y/n/n: meet me at the Disney castle at 9am :)

oh my god

Peter: i'd love to y/n/n

Hhe was exploding inside, fingers shaking from excitement and nervousness. But he also tried to calm down since Morgan was sitting beside him waiting fir him to finish texting 'anonymous girl'

Y/n/n: OH, and tell your friends you'll be back by sunset 🤗

Okay now that made him excited. He's spending the whole day with the girl he potentially liked? His mind was spiralling right now, his spider sense obviously not helping.

"Peter are you doooone? I wanna play monopoly jr with my cinnamon roll!" Morgan whined sending his mind back on earth.

"Yeah yeah I'm done let's go cupcake" peter shook his head from thinking of the thousand possibilities of what could happen tomorrow and walked with Morgan to the dining room to play monopoly jr.

Y/n's POV

I was sitting on couch my phone, my hand lazily scrolling through my apps to find something interesting. No luck.

"Y/n can you come for a second!" I heard a voice calling my name, guess I better help my parents/guardians "ok ok cominggg" I turned off my phone, yeeted it to the couch and jogged to the kitchen in our suite.

"Who was that boy you were with today?" My best friend came out of nowhere scaring the shit out of me.

"AHH" I yelped from the sudden voice then smacked her in the arm "y/BFF/n DONT DO THAT EVER AGAIN" I glared at her, mostly for scaring me but also for talking very loudly about a boy I was with infront of my parents! "And shut up ill tell you later"

I continued helping my family for the dinner and organizing the suite since we'll be staying here for almost two weeks for my best friends birthday. Her family and mine rented a big suite for all of us to stay in, and it's so cool to like, live with my best friend kind of. It felt like it, and it reminded us if our future plans to move in together.

When everything was settled I went back to the couch and took my yeeted phone back to have a message from the boy I was with. Peter, yeah Peter. I smiled warmly just at the thought of him texting me, I was whipped and I don't even know the guy very well, my best friend would kill me! But thank god I'm keeping that detail out.

I quickly typed my password in and opened messages to see his text pop up.

Pete :) : heyy

Aww, ok why am I gushing over a 'heyy' seriously y/n stop it,

Y/n: hiii

Was that too many i's? Did I mess up already? But before I could procrastinate even further peters typing bubble stopped and at that point my Idiotic self thought she missed her chance but turns how he was just sending what he was typing. Maybe someone called him and that why he was late? But I was happy that it wasn't what my dumbass thought.

Pete :) : how have you been :)

Y/n: been good, just finished settling in the suite, what abt u?

Pete :) : oh you're in a suite too? Cool

Y/n: yeahh which one are you in?

Pete: oh the biggest one at the end..because we'd get super crowded 😅

Y/n: no i get it, it must be exhausting to live with the avengers ;)

Pete: yeah

Pete: wait what?

Y/n: oh come on pete! I could recognize Thor anywhere, even with his glittery Mickey Mouse shirt? I don't even know what that was but the point is I can recognize my bae anywhere 😌

Yes, I did have a crush on Thor when I was younger. I mean he is still my superhero crush, but I'm not as obsessed as i was with him when I was 10!

Pete :) : your..bae huh?

Y/n: yuppp

Pete :) : trust me you wouldn't call him bae when he'd eat all the poptarts in the snack bar 🙄

Y/n: are you jealous Pete? 👀

Pete: whaaaaat? Me? Nahhh

Y/n: shut up you are jealous! 💀

Y/n: don't worry Peter , no one can replace you ;)

And so the night went on with us texting and messing around, getting to know eachother more. It was really fun and I really liked him..as a person of course, not the other thi- anyways! I decided to ask him one more thing before going to bed.

Y/n: hey you staying till the end of the week, right?

Pete :) : yeah why?

Y/n: meet me at the Disney castle at 9am :)

Pete :) : i'd love to, y/n/n

[spiidcrr]

"/people is also an option dear.~ It's always an option since I'm never in short supply of em~/" -they're jotting down something for their roach lad to read later, prolly a grocery list. "/But would you want normal meat too?~/"

🕸---   “it’s been quite some time since I have had non-people meat, but yes I do enjoy other kinds of meat...I just need to recall what it is that I enjoy!”  He felt rather silly with his answer. “I’m not a picky arachnid no, quite the opposite.” 

[spiidcrr]

"/Kikai, For no reason at all, absolutely none! Tell me what's your favorite meal to have? No reason! no reason at al!/

🕸---   “My what could you be up to now?” The spider mused with a laugh. “I assume you mean a normal meal and not people, yes?” 

[spiidcrr]

@an-ordinary-roach​ said:  don't mind this roachie fae, they're having a ball on relaxing in Kikai's hair and watching him go about his day. There for a few times they face planted into his hair to nuzzle and hug his head where their nesting at.~

🕸---  “Aren’t you a little worried you’ll fall off from up there?”  Blind as he may be he knew Bor was up there.  “Don’t worry if you fall though, I’ll be sure to catch you.” 

[spiidcrr]

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