#🕸️ the spiders' gifted

[mjtheartist04]

@standard-human HEHEHEH😈 here is a doodle of your spider sona! I hope ya like it 👉👈🥰

[patches-am]

valentine

you’re so dark, babe. but i want you hard

pairings: wednesday x fem!reader

word count: 2.55k

warnings: smut, mentions of dissecting animals, strap-on referred to as cock (w receiving)

summary: enid convinces you to get wednesday a valentine’s gift so you think of something morbid, reader is a shape-shifter and a huge arachnophobe

a/n: this is my first time writing a fanfic let alone smut so do keep that in mind ;)

MASTERLIST

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The rain creates a relaxing sound against the greenhouse’s glass as Miss Thornhill teaches. It’s so relaxing that you’re one blink away from the spectacular thing that is sleep. Your eyes feel heavy and slowly roll back every so often, it’s taking all your willpower not to fall asleep. Most of the other students are listening, and some messing about. Enid’s giggling can be heard which causes Miss Thornhill to send her a knowing glare with a raised brow. Enid, who is sitting a row down from you, quickly becomes quiet, her face turning red, almost like a beetroot.

You then avert your gaze to the girl sitting next to you, Wednesday. You can’t help but wonder how she has such good posture… with how straight she’s sitting, there’s no way on Earth her back doesn’t hurt. But, there’s no denying that you feel like you’ve got a back of an 80-year-old.

09:38

That’s what the clock reads. You groan internally, still another 22 minutes left of the lesson. At least you don’t have to write and give your poor hand a workout… right?

After spending the majority of the lesson talking about the plant that’s situated (in seed form) on every desk, Miss Thornhill finally instructs the class to plant it in their designated plant pot.

Wednesday takes the watering can before looking over at you with a deadpan expression.

You frown, too tired to even understand what she’s signalling. You stare at her blankly before speaking. “Wha-“

“-The seed.” She points out the obvious, her once deadpan expression turning into a slight glare at your laziness.

You take the seed out of the packet, placing it into the dirt but you jump, quickly pulling your hand away. “Fuck me! There’s a spider!” You push yourself away from the desk. If it wasn’t obvious by now; you’ve got arachnophobia.

Miss Thornhill’s eyes widen at the sudden commotion. She averts her gaze to you and Wednesday. You’re sat quite a distance away from your desk whereas Wednesday just rolls her eyes, returning to the task.

“Y/N, please. Be more mindful of your language.” Miss Thornhill affirmed, causing a few students to turn their heads. Her tone is stern but soft at the same time, giving her that nurturing presence.

“I’m sorry, miss- but I almost just died.” You protested an expression of disbelief painted on your face. Still shaken by the whole thing. It’s hairy legs… ugh. You close your eyes with a frown, shivering as you recall what you’d just witnessed. Your response elicits a few muffled chuckles from your classmates.

Miss Thornhill just sighs in response, crossing her arms and looking at you with a sympathetic expression. “If I hear any more of that language coming out of your mouth; you’ll get detention.” You let out a small sigh at her words, slumping down into your chair out of defeat.

Wednesday glances at you from the corner of her eye, an amused yet displeased look. “Remind me, why do I entertain you with my company?” She mutters, not at all amused by your little show with the spider.

You let out a small huff at her words, crossing your arms and moving closer to the table. “Where did it go?” You ask, warily looking over at the plant pot.

“I threw it across the classroom,” Wednesday replied nonchalantly. Placing the watering can back down once she’d finished.

Your eyebrows raise, looking over at her with a heartfelt pout. “Aww, thank you, Wends!” You jokingly put a hand over your heart, showcasing your ‘appreciation’ of such affection.

“I didn’t do it for you. It was merely a distraction to me. Don’t flatter yourself.” She responds, looking over at you with a glare. Her back is still as straight as ever and her arms are crossed. Deep down both you and her know she did it for you.

The bell soon rings, signalling the end of the lesson. You stand up, tucking in your chair before picking up your bag. Wednesday’s already gone, it’s as if she just vanishes into thin air the moment the bell rings. Not once have you seen her leave the classroom.

Enid quickly catches up to you, both her hands resting on her backpack’s straps. She smiles brightly, it’s sickening how happy she always is.

“So… Have you got Wednesday anything for good ole Valentine’s Day? You do know that’s tomorrow?” She proclaimed, her eyes wide with anticipation as she strides beside you in the hallway.

You let out a small sigh, rolling your eyes. “You know how she feels about that day. She ‘doesn’t see the point in such a frivolous and commercialised holiday.’” You mimic, making a bad impression of her.

Enid pouts, looking at you with puppy eyes. It’s irritating how nosy and obsessed she is with you and Wednesday’s relationship. It’s as though she doesn’t know what privacy is or what boundaries are.

“Come ooonnn, Y/N! Get her something!” She presses, it’s obvious you’re not going to win this. You clench your jaw, looking over at her before sighing. You hesitate before nodding. Enid swirls in response, jumping up and down ever so slightly which elicits a few glares from the other students in the hallway. She ends up bumping into a student, she’s too distracted apologising so you take this as a chance to slip away.

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21:53

That’s what your phone read. Throughout the day you’d been thinking about the perfect gift for Wednesday. You’re lying on your back in bed. Yoko, your roommate, is down in the shower block, you’re alone. Your eyebrows suddenly raise, eyes widening.

Dissecting!! Dissection..? whatever.

You should catch an animal that she can… cut open? Whatever it is she does. You smile to yourself, fist-bumping the air at your spectacular idea. You take out your phone, searching up ‘popular dissecting animals.’

• frogs

• fetal pigs

• cats

You frown at the results… Not gonna kill a poor cat, where in the hell would you even get a frog and fetal pig?? You scroll down more, your eyes land on the perfect animal: a rat.

They’re everywhere, you’re also pretty sure that the school’s waste area is full of them. Easy target. You prepare for your rendezvous. Finding a carrier bag to put the rat in.

Shape-shifting into a bird of prey was your best bet at catching a rat. Especially with the limited time you had. You hate shape-shifting, your body always felt all yucky and tingly afterwards. But, as cheesy as it sounds; she’s worth it.

As soon as you sneak out of the building, the cool air hits you. It’s a clear sky, giving you a perfect view of the stars. The moonlight creates a relaxing and dark atmosphere. You walk to where the bins are. The autumn leaves crunch under your feet with each step. You place the carrier bag on the floor, making sure you’ll be able to put the rat in once you’re a bird.

You shapeshift into a hawk, perching yourself on a roof that gives you a perfect spot to spy on the area. Using the exceptional eyesight of the bird, you spot a rat. You keep your eyes locked on it, waiting for the perfect moment.

Spotting the perfect moment, you swoop down, you extend the bird’s leg, capturing the rat with your claws. You fly over to where the bag is situated, dropping the rat into it. You shape shift back into your human form, looking at the live rat. Wednesday would probably prefer it to be alive- at least that’s what you think.

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05:00

Your alarm went off painfully early. Wednesday was always up early in the cafeteria. You saw this as a chance to give her the ‘gift.’ It may not be conventional but she’ll like it… right? In her own way.

You soon get dressed, dragging yourself out of your dorm and to the cafeteria. The plastic carrier bag in your left-hand carries the rat. It’s not moving, might be asleep or might be dead. You don’t know.

Wednesday is already there, she’s the only person besides the dinner crew there. She’s got a bowl of the odd porridge she eats every morning. You know better than to ask what’s in that. You wouldn’t be surprised if she had some bugs in there for ‘protein.’

“Hiya, Wends… Wed-nes.” You smirk, sliding yourself onto the chair opposite her. You know she hates nicknames but it’s not your fault she’s extremely fun to tease.

“Y/N.” She responds dryly, her eyes focused on her porridge. She’s happy to see you, though she’ll never admit it or show it, she is. She moves her eyes onto your face, a curious glint in them.

“You’re not usually up this early.” She states, acknowledging the fact that you’re not a morning person. It’s pretty obvious, you still look half asleep.

“I got you something for Valentine’s Day. Just hear me out before you say anything.” You plead, bringing the bag up and placing it on the table. Definitely unhygienic.

Wednesday opens her mouth to protests but decides against it. She sighs and lets go of her spoon, leaning over and looking in the bag. Her eyebrows raise ever so slightly. Not at all expect the Valentine’s gift to be an animal.

“It’s for the dissecting stuff. I don’t know what it’s called.” You shrug, adjusting yourself to a more comfortable position on the stool.

“A rat.” She hums, moving her gaze from the sleeping rat and onto you. Her face portrays the fact that she seems to be impressed.

“I don’t like such a commercialised and pointless day… But, I must say, I’m not exactly opposed to such a gift.” Her dark eyes analyse the animal in front of her. She nodded one last time before averting her eyes to your face.

You smile at her reaction. Glad that she reacted well. Wednesday on the other hand stares at you, she’s very much happy with such a thoughtful gift, but she’d never admit that- not while she’s alive anyway.

She looks around the cafeteria, making sure there are no prying eyes. She turns back to you and grabs you by your tie, pulling you into a soft kiss. The kiss conveys an unspoken ‘thank you’ from her. After a few seconds, she pulls away, going back to her breakfast.

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Wednesday had been experimenting on the rat specimen all evening in Eugene’s shed. Holding a scalpel, she observes the rat’s organs, pulling the skin back with her gloved hands to see different angles.

By the time you’d arrived, she was finished. The shed was nice and clean, the rat nowhere to be seen and her equipment back in her satchel. Wednesday, still in the school uniform, pats her blazer down, making sure she looks presentable before turning to greet you.

“Hello.” She greets, her voice soft. She leans back against the desk that’s in the shed, her arms folded against her chest.

“I was entertained by the rat you had given me.” She says, her eyes fixated on yours before she continues hesitantly. “…Thank you.” She whispers, moving her gaze away due to the vulnerability she’s feeling.

You smile, just nodding in response. You understand she’s feeling a bit uncomfortable with how open and vulnerable she’s feeling, you don’t want to escalate those feelings. You move closer, eat step sending a surge of electricity throughout you. Your hand moves forward, gently taking her own. Leaning down, you brush your lips against hers allowing Wednesday to close the distance, which, she takes. Wednesday leans forward, capturing your lips into a dance with her own.

After a few moments, Wednesday pulls away, a small smirk on her face. She turns around and reaches for her black satchel. Her manicured nails brushed against the leather. She unzips the back and pulls out a harness- sorry… strap-on?

“How’d that even fit-“ She quickly cuts you off, lifting her cold finger to your lips, silencing you. A small amused smirk plays on her lips.

“The Addams family holds many secrets…” She purrs, her nails gently scratching your cheek, causing a shiver to run down your spine. Very relaxing. With skilled hands, she secures the strap-on around your waist, even through your clothes you can feel the cold leather. Her fingers linger, tracing the outline. You shiver at her touch, captivated by the intensity of her gaze.

“I might open up to this nauseating holiday after this…” Without wanting, she shoves you back roughly, causing you to stumble onto the floor. She straddles your body, the strap-on pressing up against her stomach. Her pale hands reach under her skirt, pulling her black lacy panties to the side.

“Inside. Now.” She says, her tone leaving no room for argument. You quickly nod, your hand wrapping around the cock and blindly positioning it at her glistening entrance under her skirt.

Once she feels the tip run against her, she lowers herself down. Impaling herself with the cock. A small sigh escapes her lips, eyes closed as she starts to move. Her hands on your shoulders for support.

“Guide me.” She coaxed, looking down into your eyes. Her face is flushed, hair slightly dishevelled. It’s a sight a single soul would never expect to see or happen. You obliged to her request- or demand, your hands move to her hips, helping her move. Her hips buck involuntarily now and then.

Over the next few minutes, her movements evoke small whimpers every so often and small sighs of pleasure. Her noises started to escape her cold lips more often, signalling she was getting closer and closer to the edge. Her forehead rests against yours as she continues to ride you, her moans and the sound of the cock entering her is all that can be heard. She kisses your cheek, letting out another small whimper as your fingers move to her sensitive bud under her skirt. Your thumb rubs tight circles against the swollen bundle of nerves, her hips grinding down on both your thumb and the cock.

“Oh- Th… That’s it, good… pet.” She whispers breathlessly, her tone betraying how needy she is for a release. Her nails dig even tighter into your shoulders, even through your blazer you swear she’s broken your skin. Wednesday’s teeth are gritted as her movements become more forceful.

“Bite my neck… Now.” Her hands bury in your hair, using it as leverage to push you into her neck. You open your mouth, your teeth coming into contact with her neck, biting down. She throws her head back, both out of pleasure and wanting to give you more access. The metallic taste fills your mouth, hearing her noises and the taste elicits a moan from you.

“Y/N…” She moans in a growl-like manner as she climaxes, her juices coating the silicone cock. You take your hand away as you move away from her. She collapses against you, breathless as she recovers from her climax. Her hips bucking and legs still shaking around you. She pulls back and looks at you with that same smirk as she did earlier. She presses her hands against your chest, pushing you so your back is fully pressed against the floor.

“Now… Be good, pet, and lick me clean.”

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[unforgettwble-sumii]

YOU'RE MINE, CARA MIA 🕸️📌

(Jealous!Wednesday x Fem!reader)

> You are her love, no one else makes her feel the way you do. You have made the young Addams fall hard for you.

🕸️ It seems like Xavier has been flirting with you, And you were maybe a little to oblivious to see it since Xavier has always been this nice to everyone, or at least that's what you think.

📍What Wednesday saw was red. Red. She did not like the way he interacted with you. It makes her wanna commit unspeakable offenses to him.

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You we're quietly reading a book [that Wednesday happened to gift you] while waiting for your love to arrive.

While you were reading you felt a presence behind you. As you were about to turn around to see who it was, they put an arm over your shoulder and leaned closer to you.

They did it so quick that you couldn't even register any of their actions. You would be lying if you said that the sudden action didn't startle you.

"Y/N, hey!" Oh, it was just Xavier. "Oh, hey. You startled me a little" you awkwardly laughed, closing the book you were reading.

"aw, shit sorry" Xavier gave you an apologetic smile. "Hey, it's fine. Don't sweat it" you laughed it off as to not make him feel too bad.

"So, whatcha doin' in here, all alone?" He asked sitting beside you. He was a little too close so you moved a little to the side to make some room, you didn't really like the fact that he was so close.

Oh boy was that a bad idea. You hadn't realized that you moved a little too much, causing you to slip. You were expecting a nasty crash but to your surprise, you didn't fall at all.

You opened your eyes to see Xavier holding your arm so you wouldn't fall. "Gotcha" Xavier said giving a playful wink and pulling you back up.

"Oh haha, thanks! You really saved me there." You say giving him a smile. "No problem" he says giving you somewhat of a flirtatious smile.

"Oh uhm back to your question, I'm actually waiting for Wednesday" You spoke. Xavier was too enticed by your soothing voice that it took him some time to register what you just said.

"Xavier? Hellooo, Xavier? You good?" You questioned him, waving a hand in front of his face.

Xavier soon broke out of his trance. "Oh- uh, really?" He stuttered out. His face as red as a red spider Lily.

"You seem tense, you okay?" You asked genuinely concerned. Xavier has been suspected to be the Hyde even with no evidence, you thought that maybe he's been getting distracted because of all the allegations.

"Yes- no- uh, I'm not feeling too well-..." He replied, scratching the back of his neck. He stayed quiet for a bit as he was thinking of what to say next.

"Do you want to...I don't know uhm, come with me to the nurses office? I wanna make sure I don't have the flu or something" he chuckled, he was very much hoping for you to say yes.

"Oh! Well-" just before you could finish your sentence, Somebody cut you off. "No. She will not accompany you. You're old enough to go by yourself, Xavier."

Wednesday. Wednesday was the one who cut you off. You were glad that she finally arrived – and for saving you so that you wouldn't have to come with Xavier.

To be completely honest, you didn't want to come with him. It's not that you hate him, no. You just felt like something was gonna happen if you did happen to come with him.

"Wednesday?" "Xavier." The burning fire in Wednesdays eyes. She looked like a venomous snake about to attack it's enemy. They both looked at each other with such intense gazes that you felt the need to stop them before things get...dirty.

"Hello Wen!" You say with a closed eye smile in attempt to subside the tension. "Hello, N/N." She moved her gaze from Xavier and back to you. Her Intense gaze softened, your plan worked.

"Is this idiot bothering you? - yes? Well, don't worry, he won't be around to bother you any longer." She says, she looked like she was planning something.

Knowing Wednesday, she was probably thinking of a plan to somehow harm Xavier. "No! no! Uhm we were just talking, that's all!" You smiled, trying to convince her that he didn't bother you. Otherwise, It would be bye bye Xavier.

"Yeah! and I was just trying to-" Wednesday, once again cut him off. "Shut your mouth. I didn't ask you." She says glaring at him "Plus, I see the way you look at sweet N/N."

'Sweet?' wow, a lot of things were going on in your head. Did she really just call you sweet? It was such a surprise, considering the fact that she doesn't even like calling you lovey dovey names, she usually calls you by your name or by your Nickname.

"I saw everything. From when you startled her to when you asked her to accompany you to the clinic. I know your intensions, Xavier."

Wednesdays already cold gaze became even colder as she stared at him. Xavier felt a shiver run down his spine. "You wanted to confess to her, didn't you?" She says folding her arms in front of her chest.

"well- uh- fuck! Forget it! You ruined my plans!" Xavier says stomping off angrily. Wednesday soon glanced at you, oh shit. This is the day I die. You thought.

You started to pray Inside your head. "Calm down. I'm not gonna kill you, let alone hurt you." She says letting her arms fall to her side.

"thanks? By the way, me and Xavie-" Wednesday shushed you and told you that she saw everything. Oh, and to not say that idiots name.

Wednesday tugged- no, pulled you closer to her. You've never been so close to her before. You enclosed the remaining gap by pulling her in for a hug. It was quite tense at first but, both of you melted into it quickly.

Just as both of you were enjoying the silence, she whispered something in your ear that made your face burn up in heat.

"You're mine, cara mia."

a/n:

Okay, everything was so tense but I somehow managed to push through (⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

I wrote this at like 12 a.m so my grammar is just kinda everywhere. Like I don't even know what I'm saying (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

Again, I didn't proofread it so I apologize for any mistakes and such

As always, Thankyou for reading, I luv u all!!! xoxo 🎀 - unforgettwble-sumii

©unforgettwble-sumii's work. Pls do not repost, steal modify, or translate.

[pomnilover]

ᅠᅠ: :🕸️˚🕷️⌇Jax x Child!reader headcannons !

「STRICTLY PLATONIC.」

Jax would definitely try to make you into a menace like him, he somehow convinces you play pranks on ragatha like putting spiders and centipedes inside her room and sometimes bribes you with gifts, he convinced you once to break gangles comedy mask, and you ended up getting your very own bowling ball gifted from him!

Jax sometimes lets you have sleepovers in his room, you guys sometimes argue about stupid stuff which sometimes leads to pillow fights or you insulting each other left and right. Sometimes you and Jax play card games and board games if you guys are bored and somehow he always wins! Which results in him teasing you and flexing on how good his card game skills are, you ended up going to bed early that night.

If your really really bored and you manage to bother him so much, he’ll give you a piggyback ride but threatens to put spiders in your room if you tell any of the others, if you end up pulling one of his ears while he takes you around the circus Jax will quite literally drop you head first on the ground and leave you there.

If your bored and bother Jax enough he’ll take you to the fair near the circus tent, he’ll purposely go on the insanely scary rides just so you’ll maybe pass out on the ground or get sick, but don’t worry he’ll get ragatha to take care of you! But if your luckyy he’ll carry you to his room but there’s a 00000000000.1% chance of Jax doing that.

「first fanfic ever on this account hope you all enjoyed!」

[twiisted-king]

✧ Gwen Stacy GF HC’s ✧

➟ Gwen Stacy / GN!Reader 🕸️🤍

➟ SFW ( she’s 16 you sick fucks )

➟ TW : Depression mentions & Injuries/Blood ( It’s fairly fluffy <3 )

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— At first, Gwen didn’t think that she had a crush on you. She denied it up and down even though it was abundantly obvious y’all had chemistry.

— She was Spider-Woman! She didn’t have time for relationships and all the unnecessary parts of life.

— It was frustrated Gwen to hell and back just trying to ignore her feelings. She would avoid you at school, take extra long patrols, anything to get you off her mind.

— Until you started noticing how she had been avoiding you. I don’t think Gwen is the best at processing her emotions and when you confront her about it she sort of breaks down in a way. She apologizes for ignoring you then quickly decides to just give up the ghost and confess.

— Poor Gwen is standing there, smiling awkwardly at you and convincing herself you are absolutely going to reject her. Until you don’t and then she nearly has a heart attack on the spot.

— Gwen definitely gets better at being a girlfriend as time progresses. She always leaves little notes for you, texts you whenever she can, and bring you your favorite snacks. Gwen’s love language is definitely Acts of Service and Quality Time.

— You’re craving ice cream at 12 o’clock at night? Good because she is to and she’s already out the door to the nearest gas station.

— However, one thorn in the relationship is the fact that she’s Spider-Woman. It gets harder to make excuses for why she’s covered in bruises and limping all the time. Maybe she should tell you? But what if you leave her or worse hate her for keeping such a big secret !? Gwen is definitely overthinking everything.

— Her secret is revealed one day when you unexpectedly come over to her apartment one day just as she’s crawling into the window in costume. Y’all have a little staring contest before she has to take off the mask because why the hell would Spider-Woman be crawling in your girlfriend’s window at 10 O’clock at night?

— Gwen definitely cries. Apologizing profusely and begging you not to tell her dad about any of this. Instead, you just hug her and she realizes that you aren’t mad at her. She answers any questions you have though is somewhat hesitant since she doesn’t want you getting dragged into any of it. Her first priority is making sure you are safe and no one finds out you’re Spider-Woman’s S/O.

— She takes you to your place of choice as an apology just to be extra EXTRA sure you aren’t mad at her.

— You patch up Gwen’s wounds all the time. Few words are spoke once the med kit comes out and she is grateful to have someone who is willing to deal with her crimefighting BS. Being a superhero can be super depressing and you are always there to be a shoulder for her to lean on.

— On a slightly more happy note, Gwen would love to teach you how to play the drums! It’s pretty adorable to see her get so excited about something she’s passionate about.

— Gwen always tries to get you something for your birthday. She’ll save up months in advance so she can get the perfect gift and take mental notes of what you like. She tried to make a cake one year .. that didn’t turn out well so she just bought one instead.

— She’ll let you borrow her clothes if you want and won’t say anything if it never appears in her closet again.

— I do think her dad would be supportive of the relationship. It’s a little awkward the first time y’all have dinner together, but George Stacy is fairly chill once you get to know him. This man makes shitty dad jokes though and tells embarrassing childhood stories about Gwen to you.

— SO many pictures of you. Not even just on her phone but also hung up around her room. It’s kind of cute how flustered she gets when you point out her phone wallpaper of y’all.

— Late night talks on rooftops. Gwen finds being outside relaxing and she’ll make a whole set up so you two can stargaze.

— Called you “ Babygirl “ as a joke once now it’s a running gag.

— She finds cursed images / 3 AM humor to be the absolute peak of comedy and sends the dumbest shit to you.

— She wanted to show off her webs to you once then proceeded to accidentally get your foot stuck to a wall and THEN got herself stuck trying to help.

— Movies dates are common and she’ll purposely pick out the worst ones so she can give commentary. Twilight was an absolute rollercoaster for her.

— Builds a cute little house in Minecraft for y’all to live in please just ignore the fact it has no roof and the floors are made of dirt.

— And the best girlfriend of the year award goes to Gwen Stacy :)

[notjinxedsoul]

🕸️IF YOU NEED A HERO || Oscar Piastri Spider-Man AU!

Summary -Oscar's life was calm, as calm as a Formula 1 driver's life could be; it was his first season, and everything seemed to be going wonderfully… Until that spider bit him and gifted him powers that completely changed his life. Or where Oscar doesn't want to be Spider-Man.

Pairing: Spider-Man!Oscar Piastri x Original Female Character

Warnings: violence descriptions, death of characters, mentions of grief. slow updates. english is not my first language so expect some grammar and spelling mistakes

CHAPTERS: Intro + Playlist (you're here). Chapter 1.

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 - 𝟔𝟏𝟔𝟕

๋࣭ ⭑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 ──spider-man, professional driver aries. xxii. ravenclaw. introvert

❛I'm not a superhero, and this is too risky. I can't do this to you❜

🕸️

๋࣭ ⭑𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍 ──the girl trapped in a spider's web escorpio. xx. hufflepuff. extrovert

❛I think that if someone has the means to help, they have to do it; it's a moral obligation.❜

🕸️    THE REST OF THE CHARACTERS!

──𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓

❛you're spider-man? no way! that's so cool, dude! Can I be your guy in the chair?❜

🕸️

──𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒

❛what's wrong? this isn't the first time we get onto that car, everything's gonna be okay❜

🕸️  

──𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍

❛you're just a kid, you don't know how to deal with that much power. but if you give it to me i'll take care of it❜

  LET'S DO THIS ONE LAST TIME. My name is Oscar, Oscar Piastri, and I'm not a superhero. A few months ago, a radioactive spider bit me and gave me powers, as ridiculous as that may sound.

I'm a Formula 1 driver, and I don't like getting into anyone's business. That's why I've been avoiding, at all costs, becoming the kind of superhero the world would expect. What am I supposed to call myself? Spider-Man? Come on.

I really enjoyed my life as it was two months ago, racing and enjoying the simple things of life. So, I have no intention of doing anything to disrupt that tranquility.

But there's a reason I'm here telling this story; because I'm Oscar Piastri, the unfortunate idiot bitten by a radioactive spider. Of course, my life wasn't going to be peaceful.

So, since you're here, I'll tell you how I became, against all odds, the one and only Spider-Man.

PLAYLIST!

[yanderelmk]

It's my birthday today 😊🎂

How do various yanderes celebrate their darling's birthday?

~💜💫

Oh my gosh happy birthday!! :D For the sake of not running out of space Imma group this together: ☀️MONKEY MEN🌑: They tried to make you a birthday cake...thing is neither of them know how to bake. They had to set their bitterness aside (or- well, they tried to) and the result was Wukong trying to distract you while Macaque scrambled around trying to find you something, even sending out his clones so he could sweep multiple stores at once (while pocketing a few shiny things for himself b/c mfer is a magpie). 🚦TRAFFIC LIGHT TRIO🚦: Mei got you a gift weeks in advance, she stays on top of birthdays. Same for Red Son! MK however didn't remember until the night before because ADHD is a bitch, but he likely ended up drawing a bunch of pictures of you, him, Red Son, and Mei. Mei also has a cake ready b/c she's The Best Ever. The trio's general vibe is just "BFFs 5ever because it's longer than 4" and everyone they care about is given the same treatment. 📖FREE NOODLES🍜: Pigsy is gonna be cookin' up a whole-ass STORM!! All of your favorite foods will be made, and breakfast is definitely served in bed. Dinner's gonna be a whole feast with the cake made extra special. Tang's the type of guy that follows "It's your birthday, so whatever you say goes!" He'll be fully open to trying out something new, and his gift is going to relate to a really niche subject that he knows you absolutely adore. It's likely he's done research to make sure he got the gift just right! 🕷️SPIDER DEMONS🕸️: These four are so wild it's funny. Spider Queen probably used her silk to make you a really fancy outfit, Syntax (who had your birthday set up as a reminder on his phone) probably is gonna give you some kind of drone that can help you out with mundane stuff (you get to name it). Goliath tried to make something, but whatever it is it's gonna be messy...he did his best. Huntsman? Deadass he probably went to go hunt your favorite animal so he could stuff it. If your favorite animal isn't in the area or it's a fictional one catch this extra-ass motherfucker carving a big-ass statue of it.

They had these gifts prepared. They knew your birthday was coming. They still all forgot until the actual day/the night before, for various reasons. Hey, at least the gifts are well-made. ☠️BONE DUO👻: Both the Lady Bone Demon and the Mayor are going to appear on your doorstep at midnight. They have a full day planned with ways to celebrate your birthday and 'no' is not an option. You will be spoiled!! The Mayor's got enough money to take you out in style, probably in his limo to fancy restaurants, most likely one of those rotating ones. The gifts will be exactly what you need, even if you didn't know you needed it yet. Even if it seems odd at first, best to just go along with it. 🪷CELESTIAL SQUAD🌙: Chang'e has a gigantic cake prepared, most likely one layer for each year of your life. She's been working on this for forever!! Nezha helped her prepare a big party on the moon for you. Both of them are likely to gift you presents of Celestial origins (blessed jewelry that protects you from demonic possession, or a very rare book). They might have lost count of their own ages, but they understand how important birthdays are to some people. 🦁THE🐘BROTHERHOOD🦅: They're completely unfamiliar with how mortals celebrate birthdays, but they're going to do their best. Cake? OK sure they can make one (it looks god awful). Presents? Surely any mortal would appreciate dangerous weapons and armor (it's horribly wrapped)! With the whole "listen to the birthday person" thing they might take it too literally. Like if you say "Let's hit the road" they are going to demolish that goddamn road b/c you said to and are the birthday person. Your wishes must be followed. They're trying they really are.

[jeanniebug623]

I wish I had more to show, lovies, but I’ve been letting my brain rest and I’m working on a special project to celebrate the end of Silent As Shadows! 🕷️💙✨

On top of everything else and absolute stress overload from work…blah to real life… 😵‍💫

Below are the (working) titles and quick descriptions of what my next three Spider-centric stories. Don’t worry though! Weaving The Web and a third part to Sixteen ARE still priority! 💙🐞

🕸️ TRUE COLORS: Miles Socorro, chosen name ‘Spider’, is fifteen-years-old and was never left wanting in life. His mother showered him in love, encouragement, and worldly knowledge. The girl of his dreams will one day be the woman he walks through life with. His guardians healed his damaged heart after his mother’s passing. This boy needs nothing more than to continue to make his loved ones proud. What he does not need is the father he never met wanting to meet him. Why now…?

🕸️ WILD SON: Colonel Miles Quaritch knew Paz Socorro was a wild card. But also a lone wolf, much like himself. Maybe that’s what drew him to her in the first place. He knew she had a long ledger of classified enemies and could disappear without warning. And she did…after three months of a feral and passionate relationship. What he did not expect was for Paz to show up on his doorstep 17 years later saying their son had been taken…by one of Quaritch’s old foes…

🕸️ TANGLED ROOTS: The Muve Te'lang were allies of the Na'vi. Avatars and recombinants alike. The People called them 'Second Skin' out of affection for the gift of a second life. Before the RDA rounded them up into cryostasis, fearing rebellion when it was decided to attack the Tree of Souls, they mingled among the Na'vi celebrations and festivities. From these gatherings were born the Tìzin 'ngrr, or 'Tangled Roots'. Children of Na'vi and the others. When it was the return of the Sky People that woke the sleeping Muve Te'lang, and not their old allies, what dangers will unfold when Colonel Miles Quaritch wakes up to learn of their betrayal...?

[dreamingofyeo]

𓏲๋࣭ ࣪ A siren's song࿐࿔𖦹ִ

Chapter 6: Passage of hope ࿐࿔𖦹ִ

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🕸️ambush

🕯️rain

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Yeosang pov

The appearance of the blue bird had been the first indication, it resurfacing in the market had been confirmation. San at the bar had been a beacon of hope, his magical healing gifts no match for any petty potion Vervona could acquire. Mingi and Wooyoung in the shadows had been the trigger in their plan. My crew, they finally found me. A single subtle nod toward San was all they needed to act first and ask questions later regarding rescuing my new friend with me.

As the arms I recognise as Jongho’s wrap under my own I can’t help but grin. The sharp inhale of breath to my left an indication of a scream about to escape, I clamp my hand over her mouth and she thankfully takes the hint. With that, Jongho and, to take a guess Yunho, pull us from our seats and down the hidden trapdoor beneath the rug. To be fair to her, when the elixir arrived in front of us, all it took was as a pointed look for her to take the hint, she’ll fit right in.

~🕸️

The shouting and gunshots continue above our heads as the trap door closes and is jammed shut by Jongho with a strategic placement of some kind of plank. There’ll be time for reunions later, for now we’ve got to move.

We begin to run down the passage way, carefully placing our steps in the darkness. My new friend, obviously not called Cara Jones, grasps my wrist and pulls me to a stop, speaking in a flurry of panic. I can just make out her features in the darkness; they’re paralysed in a state of shock and fear, yet when her eyes meet my own they somehow soften.

“Yeosang, who? Where-“

“My crew, there’s no time to explain right now we need to move.”

I feel bad for cutting her off, but she’ll thank me for the time saved on explanation later. With that, we begin running again. The sounds of gunshots are fading now, thankfully.

The tunnel goes on for what feels like forever, it must be an old smugglers passage, I hope she’s not afraid of spiders, there are cobwebs undoubtedly all over us by this point.

I call out to my crew members, the relief evident.

“Yunho, Jongho how the hell-“

It’s my turn to be cut off now apparently.

“No time for that right now Sangie, save it for Capt’n.”

Yunho clips back excitedly. Jongho laughs under his breath.

The sliver of light in the ceiling at what must be the end of the passage brings with it all the hope imaginable. Upon reaching it, Yunho delivers 1 firm knock followed by 2 scrapes of his dagger; the exit trap door opens and as I look up I see the face of my Captain’s first mate. Park Seonghwa.

~🕯️

He spares a moment to smirk down at me, shaking his head as he laughs into his chest before extending a rope down. I look over at my friend, she is looking at me with an expression akin to relief. I stifle a chuckle when she registers the cobwebs coating her and her features morph into horror. She frantically gestures and pleads with her eyes for me to swipe them away, I do so gladly. Yunho and Jongho gesture for me to take a hold of the rope, and so I do.

After a minor struggle we all get safely out of the passage, resealing and camouflaging the trap door. When satisfied, I look at my surroundings, we’re in a secluded dune on a beach. Palm trees reach high above us, effectively hiding our forms from the worst of the sun’s unforgiving rays.

Seonghwa’s voice snaps me out of the momentary daze. His tone thick with the kind of authority I’ve taken for granted all these years, a tone I’ve missed dearly.

“The Illusion is about 10 minutes from here, had to hide her in a cove. Let’s move. You can explain our extra crew member to Hongjoong when we’ve put some distance between us and the Crimson.”

“Aye.”

The contrast in emotions from now to the last I spoke that word is immense, and reminds me again how much I’ve missed everything.

I can’t help but grin at him, before gesturing to my friend to follow. I really hope she entrusts me with her real name soon.

The slow trudge through the sand feels even longer than the passage, not for the distance, for the anticipation. Seeing the ship’s billowing white sails after so long is a feeling I fear I will never be able to do justice to with words. I’m home.

The feeling of climbing aboard tops that; setting my feet down upon those all familiar planks, they creak as if to say ‘welcome back’.

Readers POV

The amount of emotions which have coursed through your body in the past 20 minutes is beyond description, terror and confusion taking centre stage. These pirates are different though, they’re Yeosang’s crew. If he trusts them then you will at least attempt to.

The door to the main cabin swings open and the remainder of Yeosang’s crew run to you all- or more specifically to him. Though you’re now stood rather awkwardly to the side, you’re more than happy to watch the scene of such pure chaos and joy unfold.

A man with hair similar to the navigator’s in length bounds over like a puppy and practically tackles him to the deck. You can already tell he will be a lot to handle simply from the positively manic expression across his countenance. His sheiks of excitement sounding across the deck remind you of seagulls, you suppress a chuckle at the thought. Yeosang’s muffled greeting into his shoulder makes you smile just as wide as the man though. From this, you learn his name to be ‘Wooyoung’.

Another - the man from the bar you suddenly realise, shows some level of restraint. His eyes and soft despite his wide smile. He opts to simply rest a hand upon Yeosang’s shoulder before crushing him in another hug when he’s released from his first. You catch his name too, it is ‘San’.

A third man ducks out of the cabin, black hair cropped close to his head with the top framing his face. His face changes from stern and intimidating to the very picture of happiness, his smile wide and crinkling at his eyes. There is a long gun of some sort across his back, he must be responsible for the lanterns going out. He doesn’t bother to wait, instead opting for a group hug- to which Wooyoung eagerly joins. The final choked greeting from Yeosang informs you that his name is ‘Mingi’.

One last man exits the cabin, his posture leaking with authority. Though he wears no signature hat, he must be the captain. The others back away from Yeosang and give them space for a more formal reunion, after a firm hand shake the captain also wraps him in a warm embrace.

The man you assumed to be the captain steps away and observes his crew with a content smile before speaking up. His tone is loud and authoritative, yet unable to mask the sheer happiness emanating from him even if he wanted to.

“Now then men.”

Everyone instantly settles down, you could swear even from the distance apart you were that there are tears in Yeosang’s eyes. His smile settles from wide and gleeful until it is almost akin to a pout, holding back whilst receiving word from his captain.

“We’ve achieved our mission. But before we can celebrate our reunion, we need a little distance. So, to your stations.”

He smiles kindly at Yeosang who practically hops skips and jumps to the cabin where you assume the maps to be held, he pulls himself up though and beckons for you to follow.

Before you reach him, you feel a hand close over your shoulder.

“We will address the elephant in the room when we’re at a safe distance, his safety is my priority right now.”

Though laced with kindness and reassurance, you feel a shiver go down your spine at the captain’s words…

<-chapter 5 ~ chapter 7->

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Angel Dust Redesign🕷️🕸️

Made my own take on Angel Dust for Fun!!! Angel Dust is one of my top favs!!!💖💖💖

Don’t get me wrong, LOVE his mafia fashion but since he’s hiding from his family, hence why he made the deal with Val, At the time being he’s leaning more into the Drag Queen aesthetic. @a-sterling-rose was the one who made me consider this!!!!!💖

Was going for a mix of vintage vibes mixed with modern elements. Hint at his origins and how he's trying to move on from his past.

Pushed more for webstripes since he’s a spider and wanted to incorporate the stripes to feel more 40’s but with modern tweaks🕸️ Was also going for a heart motif💖

Gave him two sets of legs with his two sets of arms to help push the spider vibe. Also added spider fangs and made the eyes bigger. Also gave him a spider booty! Sterling also made me consider that!!!

For my redesigns I wanna go for a rainbow motif 🌈, that songs forever in my head so for Angel I’m going with the color violet! Figure it’s fitting for his style and personality💜 Went for more purplish pinks likes fuschia which is considered a shade of violet! I imagine he’d gradually get more purple in his look in time.

Added more stripes on his hair and tail. Was going for a heart bump💖💖💖

GAVE HIM EXTRA FLOOF! Also made him curvier since he now has two legs.

Extra fact, the choker he’s wearing was a gift from Val💔

What do u think? I’d love to know💖

[hellsgreatestperformance]

@statiicstag

「🕸️ The spider had been harboring a secret. One that was becoming increasingly difficult to conceal. And the only soul aware was his best friend, Cherri. She was the only person he trusted with this information. It was worrisome to her. Something she assumed was a joke at first, going so far as to nudge the spider playfully on his lower arm. That is, until she realized there was no jest. Neither of them ever imagined, would even fathom, he'd feel affection for Alastor in such a strong way. And he thought it unfortunate that the first crush he had in decades would be for the Radio Demon.

If anything, he had merely been happy to get slightly closer to him. That was all he initially wanted. Occasionally bothering him with silly little things to get his attention, flirting ( failed attempts ), and then really only initiating conversation when the circumstances were right. Their first true bonding experience had surprisingly been over a simple camp side snacks known as s'mores. It was the first time he had learned something about the demon, aside from the fact he did radio and was a bit sadistic. But something about the new facts seemed more intimate. That Alastor could cook, sew for touchups, and, not really a fact, but looked adorable in nightwear.

And from that night forward, something unfamiliar, or once known, made his stomach churn. The sensation known as butterflies. This feeling was one people mentioned getting when they...were interested in someone. And not just interested, no, but crushing or infatuated. This was bullshit. No way in hell he was feeling this. His head was fucking with him. That's all this was. Besides, he had no time for relationships. He was a famous porn star that had a career to focus on. He had plenty of people that adored him. Plenty with false affections and lavish gifts that loved Angel Dust. Adored him. And that was all he needed. He didn't need anyone that liked him for who he really was underneath it all.

But the more he tried to fight this growing feeling, the worse it blossomed. He found himself spying on the Radio Demon occasionally. Finding little reason to butt into small conversations, and at one point he had snuck into the guy's room to steal one of his shirts that he kept hidden away. He felt more comfortable around him. More confident that the guy wouldn't push him away or find him bothersome. Which led to the spider wanting to surprise him. In the kitchen he had various fruits in a small bowl. With delicate hands, he melted dark chocolate making sure it wasn't too thick or thin, then coated each piece of fruit. When it was all completely finished, he wrapped it up in a little box with a red and black ribbon. And as an extra touch, put little deer ears around the ribbon.

Charlie mentioned Alastor had passed her not too long ago to head to his room, so that's the direction he ventured in. A half smile on his face as he made his way there, present in hand. He wondered if Alastor would like the treat. What he'd think. If he'd have any suggestions, but fuck him if he didn't like it. He was getting closer to the room but heard voices. One belonged to Al, but who was the other? As he rounded the corner, his eyes widened. Was Al kissing someone? It looked like it. It felt like a knife pierced his chest. And he felt a stinging sensation in his eyes. He knew what this meant and fuck if it was letting it happen. This was fucking stupid. But...still, it hurt. The unaddressed gift fell from his hands as he disappeared.

Refusing to cry over this, he went down to the bar. Why cry over him? Not like Al ever felt the same anyway. He was free to be with whoever he wanted, even if it hurt. Just because they had gotten a little closer didn't mean anything. Maybe he had liked Al more than Al even liked him. Thinking about it, what did he even mean to him? Did Al even see him as a friend or was he just tolerating him? The thoughts swirled around in his mind and he tined them out, to the best of his abilities, with alcohol. Drink after drink until his mind blurred and his vision fogged. Until nothing made sense. He had even flirted a little with Husk, calling him a pretty kitty. But eventually Husk became a blur, too. Just some stranger in his eyes as he downed a few more drinks. He was struggling to stay up right, and barely paid much attention to anything until he heard a voice. His attention turning to somewhat see a figure. Some guy, unrecognizable. Completely unaware it was Al.

❝ ...Yuh look like 'im...❞ He mumbled. Sometimes guys came to the hotel to pick him up. Maybe this was the case. It had been hours so maybe he called or texted someone and forgot. He didn't care, he just wanted to forget. 」

[seaside-lovers-archive]

💥 Miguel & Kate 🕸️

Ship name/tag: 💥 bite me

Anniversary: June 8, 2023

F/O source: Spider-Verse Trilogy

My backstory: While working as a librarian, I am bitten by a radioactive spider. This causes me to gain a few powers including (most significantly) enhanced strength. Instead of becoming a super hero, though, I end up going the route of MMA and start training to enter professional fights.

However, a side effect of the spider bite is anger issues, and that leads me to getting banned from professional tournaments after I severely injure an opponent during a fight. I'm later approached by a manager and join in an underground fighting club for money.

After my partner is killed by a rival, I'm sent down the path of for-hire vigilantism; I want to avenge my partner and end up deciding to start a "business" of sorts. Thankfully, before I can go down any worse of a route, I am approached by Jessica/Spider-Woman, who invites me to speak with her and Miguel about the other Spider-People.

That leads me to wanting to better myself as I learn of others who have gone through something similar to me, so I declare myself a superhero and join the Spider-Society, wearing a spider-web bandana around my face to disguise myself (full body suits freak me out so nooo thank you).

Later on, I end up becoming the host of a symbiote who (thankfully) doesn't immediately try to kill me; we end up reaching an agreement to become "friends" (basically not causing the other's death) which later evolves into an actual friendship. When Stalemate takes over, he stands at 7'2", mostly black with dark red bits here and there and quills down his back. He's heavyset and built like a strongman.

How we meet: I meet Miguel for the first time when I'm introduced to him by Jessica.

First impressions: I'm not the biggest fan of him because of how cold he is, but figured a formal relationship a la coworker would be fine. He's attractive as all get out, too, but no, best to keep it professional.

Miguel thinks nothing particular of me; I'm just another face in the Spider-Society (maybe cute, too... but if you say anything, he'll vehemently deny it; he's not about to fall for a "coworker").

Getting closer: As I get more settled into the Spider-Society, I start to befriend various members and get to know them better. It's nice to be able to talk with others who get it - the whole "great power great responsibility", canon events, etc. Miguel and I start running missions together during this time as well; this helps me learn to control my strength better and also helps us get to know one another better.

Beginning our relationship: The start of our relationship is fairly straightforward. I end up approaching him to go on a date as my attraction to him at this point has grown into romantic desire. He accepts, reciprocating my feels, and we start dating.

A few weeks after we go on our first date, we decide to become an official relationship. Miguel brings me a small gift, asking if I would like to become his romantic partner.

Ship trope(s): Anger Born of Worry - both Miguel and I become angry with the other when either of us is in danger/hurt.

Aesthetics: Neon lights, cities, teeth

Our song(s): None ATM

Favorite kind of date: Quiet. Dates where we're not expected to talk to one another or be around noise and can just relax. Usually this means we'll watch a familiar movie together at home; it's a fun way for us to spend time together.

Ways we comfort one another: Miguel isn't one to open up about how he feels, so the best way for me to comfort him is sitting with him. Talking is not necessary; just being with him and letting him know I'm there is very comforting.

What we love most about each other: What I love most about Miguel is his caring for others. He's very much one to protect those he is close to, whether that's something small or big. That's where the Anger Born of Worry trope comes in for us - he sometimes endangers himself looking out for others (and the multiverse) which often makes me upset. I would be devasted if he was ever severely injured or even died.

Miguel loves my openness. Not only am I honest with people about how I feel (and I do my best to ensure I'm not being rude/mean), I'm also open about my own life experiences and struggles. This is something he is not usually great at so he admires how we balance each other out in that manner.

F/O headcanons:

None ATM

[oathtorn]

🕸️ if you would like…

Send 🕸️ for Minthara to roast share her opinion on your muse based on their bio

"House Oblodra was exterminated over a century ago. At least, officially. Iraestra is not its only survivor, simply the most remarkable."

"They were deemed lunatics and heretics. That is not to say its Matron Mother wasn't a fierce leader, but it was their gifts that set them apart, and the ones that prompted their demise. House Baenre made sure to enact Lolth's punishment. I severed some of their heads myself."

"However, now I am wiser, and I can see clearly that their mortal sin was no other than figuring out the path to true power — power great enough to threaten the Spider Queen's authority."

"I would not blame her, if I awoke one of these nights with her knife against my throat. I, too, will keep a blade close, in case she decides to enact her revenge."

"But I wish she too realizes she has no need for gods, true or false. Perhaps then, if she proves trustworthy, we could become fearsome allies."

[tiredmamaissy]

LMAO I FOUND ANOTHER EDIT 4 U

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Little gift from your spider web anon🕸️💕

[skullkxd]

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🕸️Bug type: What does your muse do when a spider is present? Do they save it? Squish it? Need someone to save them?

ree loves bugs !!! Of course they do — Guzma’s whole THING is bugs, and there are always a couple creepie-crawlies around po town. Ree loves the little guys, and when they ask for affection Ree is always willing to give it. They’ve even got a joltik that rotates on their team — a gift from emmet.

[aajjks]

is that all you care about? your gift? 😂😂😂 here you go man! i hope you like it 🥹 *it’s a spider-man web shooter* 🕸️

“Hehe auntie yes!!!! OH MY GOD IT’S SO COOL!!!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I’M GONNA GO SHOW DADDY OK? THANK YOU.”