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[darius-1]

Here's a punch to the face, Spider-Man!

[elklounge]

Ted Raimi Bloopers Gifset

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+ @ofxfiercexfemales​ asked: "Don't tempt me" [ Jess Drew to Peter Parker ]

+ “ Oh, come on , everybody LOVES being tempted once in a while . “ Peter Parker , to a fault, always seemed to have a QUIP ready to go no matter the situation . Even if anyone looking OUTSIDE the situation could reach the conclusion it wasn’t needed . “ Besides, you’re kinda CUTE when you’re all frustrated. “ 

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••@hexalianrebel-blackfeathers - I'm thinking #4 (Hide and Seek) with either Miguel or Doc Ock as the ler and our favorite Spider-Gang as lees.••

TickleTober Day 4 - Hide and Seek

~Okay, I’ve been so excited to write this one! I need to show the Ocks some more love, and I absolutely adore these two! This is stupidly long. I have no regrets. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lees: Miles, Pavitr, Gwen, Hobie

Lers: Otto Octavious (Alfred Molina), Olivia Octavious

Summary: When stranded in another alternate dimension, Otto is recruited by an unexpected variant of himself. Things get complicated when the Spider-Gang tries to stop their heist. Finding a heart, Otto offers an ulterior method to win against their young adversaries.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

Otto's life had been…well, interesting was a word for it. Just when he thought he was done being tossed from universe to universe, a random portal opened and yoinked him out of the current wrong dimension, leaving him lost once again.

The new world seemed…animated, in a sense. Otto definitely didn't fit the style, what with everyone’s 3D animationesque appearances. There was no way he could get around without being recognized as an anomaly, but he couldn’t very well stay where he was…

Before he could slip further into his thoughts, a small band bounced off his head and fell into an open robotic tentacle; he didn’t know it, but it was a Spider Society day pass. A woman’s voice called from above him, sounding eerily smug and conniving.

“Come with me, Octavious 96283. We have some pests to exterminate.”

-

“So…you built all of this alone? Without funding?” Otto looked around the small lab, wondering how on Earth the woman managed to construct such high-tech equipment by herself. It was in an abandoned office building, sure, but it was still a solid facility.

“Yes. It was a hindrance to use purely damaged technology and scrapped fragments from Alchemax sites, but I think I’ve created an adequate workspace.”

Otto would hardly stop at “adequate” to describe the place. There were monitors, a small dissection area, multiple glass test tubes with various liquids, and a research station; it’s a lab his teenage self would undoubtedly be envious of.

“You mentioned pests?” He tried to steer the conversation in a more manageable direction; maybe she’d help him get home if he fed into her plot.

“I did, yes. There have been more and more of these spider pests popping up since the creation of their little Society. After their mistake ruined my research, I figured I’d refocus my efforts on eliminating them all together, starting with unlocking the mechanics of their interdimensional travel.”

Olivia didn’t stop for a single second, flitting around her lab while she spoke. “I need your help with acquiring a few parts for my newest portal prototype. Just a simple heist, nothing too flashy.”

-

He should’ve known that was bullshit.

I mean, who actually told the truth when they said “just a simple” anything? Running through the bustling, animated city with thousands of dollars of technological advances in his arms. Olivia was a version of him, after all; he never told anyone the entirety of his plans.

Things went from bad to worse when he heard the tell-tale sound of web shooters firing.

“Damn those brats!” Olivia’s hiss put him more on edge than the possibility of being arrested. The spider he was most recently with was quite nice and empathetic, but he wasn’t sure how this universe’s protector carried themselves. Wait…did she say brats, plural?

“Drop the tech, tentacle heads!” A younger-sounding voice called out right before a ball of web fluid came flying at Otto’s face. He used a tentacle to catch it, but the mechanics of the triceps were immediately clogged.

The man got a closer look as the boy – probably, he wasn’t sure – approached: black suit, red details, thin frame, wide eye mask. Yeah, that kid definitely wasn’t old enough to be risking his life like that.

To his surprise, three more costumed teens – again, not a known fact, but they definitely seemed young – backed the black-clad spider up. The varying styles shocked him: ornate reds and blues, black and white with pops of color, and all-out punk outfit with the classic colors beneath. Yeah, they were definitely from different dimensions.

Olivia, on the other hand, sprang into action. She snapped a few lines of web that were shot her way, obviously used to fending off all four of them at once. Otto couldn’t help but wince as the ornate teen was whacked into the brick alley wall by one of her tentacles.

The one in white called out and ran to him – he assumed she was a girl, given her costume and intonation – while the punk charged Olivia. Otto was playing defense against the boy in black and red, trying not to hurt him.

While the man was putting up a pretty good fight, the black-and-red Spider-Man still managed to grab his duffle bag of stolen tech. Olivia started to shout at him to get it back before a small web smacked her in the face, covering her mouth. That enraged the woman to a new extent he hadn’t thought possible.

A lot of things fell into place for the man when Olivia lobbed a steel trash can at the lanky punk; they were fighting children, or at most very young adults.The rage in the woman’s eyes… Yeah, no.

Were the teens trying to arrest them and foil Olivia’s plan? Yes. Did that stop Otto from caring that they were probably minors who definitely shouldn’t be taking that many hard hits? Abso-fucking-lutely not.

Otto reached for the bag, hoping to get it away from the boy so they could just retreat. One of his tentacle claws managed to grab the boy's side, meaning to hold him still; what he hadn’t expected, however, was the boyish squeal that ripped from the black-clad spider’s throat.

In the midst of Otto’s surprise, the teen managed to slip out of the mechanical grip and…disappear? An invisibility power would have been incredibly helpful for the boy – that is, if the duffle he was carrying wasn’t still visible.

God, these kids need some proper training…

Despite his associate’s murderous rage, the punk seemed to have grabbed Olivia’s duffle as well. Behind him, Otto caught a glimpse of the ornate boy and white-clad spiders zipping up to a rooftop. Sensing that they were fighting a losing battle, the other two followed them up, duffles in hand.

“Damn it! I need those parts, or all of this will have been for nothing!” Olivia moved to charge after them, but the man held out a mechanical arm to stop her; her fiery glare was hard to ignore, but he did his best.

“Wait. I know they’ve been pains in the asses, but we can’t… Is there really a reason to truly harm them? You have to know that they’re hardly old enough to even consider doing what they do.” Otto spoke from his heart, hoping at least a fraction of his words would hit something human within the woman.

“What do you suggest we do then? Let them get away with hours of careful preparations and the keys to my plans?”

“I have a better idea. One that involves less…aggressive tactics. You’ll still get your revenge, of course.”

Olivia quirked a brow, eyes still trained on the rooftop the young heroes fled towards. The anger was still burning on her features, but a slight tweak of contemplation tugged at the corner of her mouth. “I’m listening, 96283. Make it fast.”

-

Welp, Miles was dead. Or rather, he was going to be dead very, very soon.

One Doc Ock was already hard enough to handle, but two? Even with his fellow spiders’ help, the teen doubted they’d be able to do much against the two forces. Retreat was one of their only smart options, but he could hear the thudding of mechanical claws behind him. The duffle bag in his arms seemed to weigh more by the second, burning with the knowledge that they’d be on his tail until he either forked it over or somehow managed to find enough time to portal out.

His friends scattered around him, fanning out in their practiced formation. They’d meet up behind a small bakery before portaling back to the Society. Unfortunately for Miles, that meant he had to find a way there by himself.

As Miles swung by an alley opening, a robotic tentacle shot out at him from the darkness. He managed to keep the duffle bag out of its grip, but the four synthetic claws closed around his chest in its tight grasp.

“GYAH- get off!” Miles’s heart sank as he watched the owner of the tentacle emerge, her cold eyes gleaming behind iridescent green lenses.

“Hello, little spider. I believe you have something of mine~” Olivia grabbed the duffle with her other tentacles, but Miles held strong; he did have super strength, after all.

“Fine. I’ll get that bag one way or another, you pest.”

Before he could wonder what kind of painful torture he’d endure, Miles felt the synthetic claws dig into his stomach. Caught off guard, he couldn’t help the giggly squeak that escaped him.

“GYEEhehe! Wh-whahahat?!” Miles wriggled and squirmed in the tentacle’s grip, the lenses on his mask wide and confused. It was almost cute, though Liv shoved that thought as far back in her mind as it would go; weakness wasn’t going to get her that tech.

“What? It’s pretty obvious: give me the bag, or I make this a lot worse for you. I don’t have anywhere to be, sweetie~” Liv teased him as she worked, trying to tug the bag out of his iron-like grip. She could’ve just ripped the bottom and taken the parts…but where’s the fun in that?

“D-dohohon’t cahall me thahahat!” Beneath his mask, Miles’s cheeks warmed with red. She was just trying to kill him a moment ago; why’d she switch to doing that?! He didn’t really want her trying to kill him either, but it was an insane jump!

“Thihis ihis stuhuhuhupid!”

“On the contrary, Spider-Man, I’d say this is quite informative. I get to learn all of your weak points in just a few minutes; I’d hardly call that stupid.”

As if to prove her point, Olivia dragged two of her free claws up the red marking on his suit, stopping right below his underarms. The shrill squeal the action received was utterly adorable.

Ugh, Otto got to me, didn’t he?

“NOHOHohohooo! Lehemme gohoho!” The teen clamped his arms to his sides, still somehow managing to hold on to the duffle. He was starting to wonder if it was even worth it… No, it was; the parts still needed to be returned, even if it meant sacrificing his dignity.

“As soon as you let go of my technology, Spider-Brat.” Okay, enough games; Liv wanted that duffle bag. Forcing his arms above his head, she sent two tentacles to claw at his armpits.

Miles was not proud of the sounds he made after that.

“NAHAHAHAHA! NOHOT THEHEHERE!” Miles’s mind nearly went blank from the intense sensations shooting through his nervous system. He released his hold on the duffle bag, trying to slam his arms down.

Olivia snatched up the bag, stopping her assault to securely wrap her tentacles around it. Miles was sort-of gently put down, curling into a ball on the alleyway pavement. What the hell…?

“Was that so hard?” She dangled the bag in front of his face, taunting him. Miles tried to get back up, but he was utterly exhausted; the best he could do was shoot a web, which missed Liv by around two feet.

“As much as I’d love to rub this in, I have places to be. Try to stay out of my way, little spider~” With that, she used her tentacles to scale the side of the alleyway, taking off on the rooftops. She had an annoyingly truthful variant to find.

Miles wanted to go after the woman, but he was spent; it would’ve endangered both himself and his team if he tried fighting in that state. Shakily getting to his feet, Miles made his way to the bakery.

Hopefully the others would fare better than he did.

-

Otto almost felt bad for the spider kid he was holding. It had barely been a minute, but the guy was absolutely losing it, snorting and laughing so loudly that Otto wondered if the one he was trying to bait had gone deaf. Where was that punk?

“Stop it! Let him go, tentacle head!” Gwen shouted and squirmed in the metal tentacle’s grasp, trying to get to Pav. He wasn’t injured when he got thrown, but she still didn’t want him to be getting…tortured? She had no idea what the villain was trying to accomplish, but she wasn’t about to watch her friend struggle without a fight.

“Tentacle head? Really?” Otto smiled slightly, turning his focus on Gwen. Pav was still getting his stomach attacked, of course, but the claw on his neck left to go toy with her. “Here I thought you spiders were supposed to be funny.”

Gwen squirmed as she saw the tentacle coming towards her, but didn’t back down. It couldn’t be that bad, right? Pavitr’s stomach was just stupidly ticklish; she could tough it out until either Miles or Hobie arrived to help. Probably…

“N-NOHOHOHOT HEHER! PLEHEHEASE!” Pav did his best to try and save Gwen from his fate, but it really only made the older man chuckle. The kids were ridiculous; it was kind of adorable.

“Sorry kids, but your friend has something I need. Don’t worry; I’m sure he’ll be here soon.”

With that, the claw began squeezing at Gwen’s sides, her laughter soon joining Pavitr’s in the alley. Otto severely doubted the punk had gone very far; he just needed the boy to take the bait.

He wasn’t disappointed.

“OI! Drop ‘em, ya big sashimi!” Hobie swung into the mix, the second duffle bag hanging securely off his back. He slammed his boots into the tentacle holding Pav, causing it to drop the tired boy onto the ground. He holds up a shaky thumb before being waved away by Hobie.

“You kids and your octopus jokes.” Otto chuckled, watching his hostage stumble to his feet and swing away. The trust the kids had in each other was sweet, albeit a little optimistic.

“H-HOHOHOBIE! WHEHERE’S MIHILES?” Gwen continued to try and escape the tickly tentacle, but it was a lot harder than it looked; those things were strong. Hobie couldn’t help but roll his eyes at that. She’s being held hostage, and Miles is the thing she’s worried about?

“Ge’ your priorities straight, Gwendy!” Coming back around, Hobie fired off a barrage of webs, trying to jam the claws grabbing at him. It’s three against one, though; a claw managed to catch him by the wrist, yanking him up and into the air in front of Otto.

Hobie struggled in the tentacle’s grip as Gwen continued to laugh and kick at the one holding her. Otto knew his objective; he was just gonna goof off a bit before completing it.

“Now, I’m gonna need that duffle bag, kid.” Otto sent one of the tentacles out to try and grab the bag off his shoulders, but Hobie kicked at the biotech the moment it was in range. Fine by him; the hard way was so much more fun.

“Alright then. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, kiddo.” With that, he stepped forwards, squeezing the boy’s sides. Hobie tried to punch him, but one of his free tentacles came to hold the teen’s other wrist.

Hobue refused to giggle at first, just kicking his feet and trying to escape. When Otto reached his underarms, however, that dam practically exploded.

“GEHEHE’ OHOHOFFA MEHEHE!” Hobie thrashed about in the claws’ hold, his cheeks quickly heating up. Damn it, why’d he have to be so ticklish?!

“Wow. I mean, I wasn’t expecting my plan to fail, but you kids really are ticklish. It’s kinda adorable.” Otto teased them, willing the claw on Gwen’s sides to take things a little easier; he was mainly focused on Hobie.

“Shuhut uhuhup!” Gwen’s squeaky voice rang out beside him as she struggled. While she was grateful for the slight reprieve, Otto was still a villain. She was gonna escape and haul his strangely non-violent ass back to whatever dimension he came from.

It was at that inconvenient moment that Liv found Otto. I mean, it wasn’t hard; the sound of Hobie’s laughter and Gwen’s squeaks could be heard for at least half a mile.

“Seriously, 96283? Just keep him still.” Rolling her eyes, she went behind the squirmy teen and unbuckled the strap on the bag. It easily slipped off his back, falling straight into Liv’s arms. “Don’t mess around for too long. Those little menaces multiply.”

With that, she left Otto to his devices, getting away with the stolen goods. Hobie groaned, struggling against the claws to try and follow her. That struggle quickly changed focus when one of the wiggling claws moved behind his knees. He snorted, nose scrunching as a red hue burned on his face.

Okay, that was embarrassing. For once, he hoped Miles and Pav disregarded team protocol; they could really use some back-up.

Thankfully, those two could almost never listen.

A chunk of rubble slammed into the tentacle holding Gwen, causing it to reel back and drop her. A flash of red and blue scooped her up before she could hit the concrete.

Before Otto can react, a web ball smacks him in the face. He stumbles, the tentacles holding Hobie dropping him in favor of protecting their master. A black streak catches the tall teen, setting him down a safe distance away.

“T-toohok you lohohong enouhuhugh!” Hobie shouted after the other teen, struggling to recover from his rather silly predicament. Miles just stuck his tongue out at him before whirling on Otto.

Once Gwen was set safely aside to recover, Pavitr got back into the fray. He used his bangles and webs to sling-shot himself at the man, catching him in the chest and knocking him off balance. Miles followed suit, weaving around the tentacles to try and get as many shots in as possible.

Otto groaned, staggering as he tried to at least block the kids’ hits. He didn’t want to fight them, but…well, he did need to get back to his dimension.

“WAIT! Just- surrendering! I surrender!” Otto staggered backwards, holding his hands up defensively. Miles went to lunge again, but Pavitr grabbed his shoulder to stop him.

“Hey, hold on. He’s done.” For safety, the two webbed otto up, restraining his arms–organic and metal–before checking on the others.

Hobie, while winded, was okay; he didn’t seem too happy, though. “Whahat the fuck, Octavious? Seriously? Ticklin’?”

“Would you rather I have fought you by swinging hundred-pound metals at your heads?” Otto just smiled, apparently not that upset that he’d been caught.

“No, but…why?” Gwen walked over as well, still holding her sides; she played it off as crossing her arms. She scanned Otto with her watch, locating his universe; it was the newer, much more humane way they were returning the criminals to their dimensions.

“You’re all children, are you not? I figured it wouldn’t be too out of the ordinary.”

All four of them froze at that, sharing one quick “oh shit” look. How did he know? It was literally the first time any of them had seen him; what tipped him off?

“Hey, calm down. I’m ready to go home, not guess at secret identities.” Otto’s tone was strangely paternal, though the group chose to ignore that fact.

“I…whatever. C’mon, guys.” Gwen ushered the villain forward, dissolving the webs right as he stepped through the glowing orange portal.

After a moment of healthy silence to process whatever the hell just happened, Pav broke the silence.

“Well…that was eventful.” He chuckled as Hobie shoved his shoulder, happy to break the tension. Hobie used his watch to make a portal to his universe, tugging the joyful boy in to go watch bad movies and forget about the silly mission.

Miles took a few tentative side-steps towards Gwen, hoping to dissolve some of the awkwardness around her as well.

“Ya know…I don’t need to be home for a good few hours. We could go check out that new record shop in my universe, if you’re up for it…?”

“...alright. Can we get shakes afterwards too?”

“Yeah, no problem. Vinyl and peanut butter fudge await us.”

“Await us?”

“We’re doin’ a Shakespeare analysis, gimme a break!”

-

Oliva set down her duffles of parts, satisfied with how the day went. Sure, her variant was captured and relocated, but she got what she needed out of him. With the tech they’d managed to scrounge up, her plans were perfectly viable.

While getting the pieces organized, Liv couldn’t help but think back on the heist. One of her tentacles had a small glitch; she’d need to run a few diagnostics to see what went wrong.

She also thought about the hellions that tried to ruin her plans yet again. The method Otto implemented to subdue them, while ridiculous, had been surprisingly effective. The supposed teens’ laughter had been rather…well, adorable, for a lack of better words.

When he caught her reflection in the screen, she saw a smile, of all things, greeting her. It was a weakness, finding joy in such frivolous matters. Damn that variant and his infectious ideals!

Still, he was right; it was much easier to tickle them instead of fight.

She’d have to try it again in the future…

[papuhater]

IGOR'S THEME

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚a/n:uh, hi. ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ cw: idfk, reader knows spanish ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ pairing: miguel o'hara x spiderwoman!reader

in which miguel o'hara falls in love with a married woman, married to his variant.

pitch black.

that's all he could see around, and with a snap of his fingers, light was created into the room, a dull navy blue. and so it began, another day, another dimension to save, the shine of the screens shined golden into his face, as it read

"ANOMALY ON EARTH-Z099"

"Z099? that's a new one" he muttered, as his fingers glided across the screen, moving the warning to the main one. "lyla, why wasn't i aware that this dimension existed?"

"it seems that earth-Z099, is an imitation of ours, just that, you, well, miguel b. o'hara, isn't spiderman, he's just an alchemax geneticist." lyla apeared "the reason that it didn't appear at first, is because it was so similar to ours, that at first our technology wasn't that advanced and it slipped into the system." miguel nodded

"information on the situation?"

"a green goblin, the one from earth-96283, glitched into the earth-Z099, so you better go get'em miggs"

"i told you to not call me miggs" he said as he descended from his platform, he was going solo on this one. as he turned on the gizmo, and placed delicately the numbers to the dimension, and so he was prepared, for earth-Z099.

he wasn't prepared for earth-Z099

that's all he could think off as he was sent flying by the green goblin, everything was wrong, the street that should've been there wasn't there, and the alleyway wasn't an alleyway, lyla forgot to mention that it wasn't the same, even though it was an imitation. his back makes contact with the wall, roughly, and he's sure that he hears something crack.

"lyla, please, can y-" before he can finish, the green goblin, who was menacingly flying in his glider interrups him

"you're a weird spider, but you need to be exterminated either way" he cackles and throws one of the bombs into his directions, he closes his eyes, awaitng for impact, but

nothing comes, he opens his eyes and sees the green goblin struggling to control his glider, and falls, and before he hits the ground, a web shoots out and cocoons him. his eyes shoot towards the source, but all he sees is a silhouette running.

"lyla, research on this spiderman"

"um, actually it's spiderwoman" miguel shot a glare towards her "what?"

miguel extensive research on this spiderwoman, was from little to none

it was as if she appeared out of thin air, and he didn't like that, he did not like to not know.

"hey buddy, how about we take a break huh?" miguel growled in response to peter b's comment "c'mon don't growl, us spider people don't do that" he just ignored him

he continued to stare at the blurry picture of the spiderwoman, she was a sneaky one, that's for sure, was she friendly? he didn't know.

"oh so she's gonna be a new recruit?" peter had climbed into his platform, with mayday in his chest.

"it's still not decided, she might be a threat"

"she looks nice, what's stopping you from going and telling her" he stood straight and coughed a bit "wanna join the spider society?" he said with a fake deep voice, miguel stared at him before returning to the screen.

"...i'll go"

"there you go!"

y/n m/n l/n. she was listening to her playlist as she swung through nueva york, happily mumbling to the lyrics, she always liked speed while slinging with her webs, just her and her music.

as if nothing else existed, but in this slinging something was off, she felt watched, and no matter where she went, she felt the same feeling, she was uncomfortable.

so she made a diagonal, ending in an alleyway. she stood for some seconds, suddenly she hears something and she turned around quickly.

"you!"

"me?"

the man panted as he regained his breath.

"yeah you"

"look, if you want a photo i'll shoot you a web."

she stared at the man, he was wearing a red mask, with white goggles, and a pink fluffy robe, and, a baby?

"is that a baby?"

"no" he said, but the baby girl babbled "yes"

"should i call cps?"

"no! look, please hear this, i- i'm spiderman, this may seem weird, but-"

"don't tell me-"

"peter!" suddenly another costumed man appeared, he was also slinging, like you. "what did i told you about-"

she couldn't stop staring at them, they are like her, they are like her, they are like her, was all she could think of. his suit was different, his was a dark blue navy with neon red marks and a red spider on his chest.

"you're like me" she muttered

"what?"

"i'm sorry?"

"you're like me." she repeated "you don't know how-"

"sí, sí a la chingada, now, look, you need to come with us-"

"ey, no hables así, hijieputa, tenme paciencia, ya?" she said, with an edge to it, making miguel looking at her in disbelief, she had put miguel in his place, she looked over at the first man and continued "it's-"

"-stressful?" asked, she nodded "look, spider?..."

"spider 99."

"spider 99" he man in the pink robe stated "we have some cool news, you'll love them-"

"no."

"c'mon miss-"

"ma'am."

the masked man was still surprised that she insulted him, just staring at her in disbelief, while peter was trying to coax her into coming with them

"ma'am ninety nine, we need you to come with us, because there is a society, okay? filled with people like you."

"okay, i'm going."

"that... was fairly easy. the name's peter b. parker"

"nice to meet you mister parker and who's the big girl?"

"she's my daughter, mayday" she petted her hair, and smiled at seeing how she giggled and laughed "he's miguel." her eyemask raised at that

"heh, i know a miguel, you two sound similar, just that his middle is bernardo."

"wow." she breathed out as she took in the sea of spider people she saw.

"wow indeed." said peter b, as he patted her back, miguel just huffed "don't mind him, he's just a grump."

"i'm serious, parker."

they walked into the headquarters, she was greeted by many spider people, animals, and even things! her favorites were: web slinger, his horse, spider plush, spider cat, and spiderlego, miguel seemed to salute spiderlego

"hey boss! is that a new recruit?" the lego asked when they met him

"yes peter, she's spider ninety nine."

"nice to meet you, my name's y/n m/n l/n." she said holding out her hand

the lego smiled and shook her finger.

the small group continued their journey through the headquarters until they arrived to their destination. miguel was the first to walk in

"lyla, the doors."

"jeez, what happened to please?" a small shiny woman appeared

"lyla!"

"fine, fine"

as the doors closed, the room began to light up with a bit of blue, and yellow screens slowly began to exist. he pressed the neck in his suit, and his mask dissolved, revealing-

"¿cariño?" she asked, her eye mask blown wide.

"...huh?"

©papuhater

traductions:

"sí, sí, a la chingada" = "yeah, yeah, whatever"

"ey, no hables así, hijieputa, tenme paciencia, ya?" = "hey, don't talk like that, you son of a bitch, have patience, okay?"

"¿cariño?" = "sweetie?"

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[luimnigh]

A question from a non comics fan here, and admittedly one that hasnt seen mom but something from your liveblogging stuck out to me. Your complaints seem to be that the world of the mcu is inconsistent with the world of the comics so I have to ask, why would an adaption have to be in continuity with its source material? the world of the mcu is not taking precidence over the world of the comics its just a different world, where ie mcu 616 is different to comics 616 in the same way that peter jackson middle earth is an adaption that exists for those movies and is different from the middle earth that is in the novels

Oh, because the way the Marvel Multiverse works is that everything is canon.

Every adaptation is considered a separate universe within the Marvel Multiverse.

This is how it worked even before the MCU. Raimi Spider-Man is Earth-96283. Wesley Snipes Blade is Earth-26320. Fox X-Men is Earth-10005, though First Class continuity has yet to get an official number and has the Temporary Reality Number of TRN414.

Thing is, if the MCU went off and had it's own Multiverse, sure go ahead, but both it and Spiderverse have leant into the "every adaptation is a separate universe" thing too. They've decided they want to play in the same playground, but are ignoring many of the pre-existing ground rules.

Spiderverse, to it's credit, fixed it's issues by calling Peter B's universe Earth-616b. MCU, to it's discredit, keeps trying to push itself as Earth-616 when it already had the designation Earth-199999.

Most people probably don't give a shit, but I'm autistic.

[guynamedultimax]

Give Me One Good Reason Why I Shouldn’t Punch Your Face In: Spider-Verse Edition

Miles Morales: My mom specifically instructed me to have a good day.

Peter B. Parker: You’ll be late to supper.

Gwen Stacy: I am so underdressed.

Pavitr Prabhakar: I’m going to see the Liberty Bell for the first time later today, and I want everything to be perfect.

Hobie Brown: I took the oath to never get punched.

Peter Porker: When you move in to punch me, I’m going to hold a bucket up in front of my face, and then your fist will just punch the inside of an empty bucket and you’ll look ridiculous.

Peter Parker (Noir): The scheduled walloping time isn't for another half hour.

Peni Parker: Wounding me emotionally would pay much higher dividends.

Miguel O'Hara: My face is filled with boiling hot water that will shoot out everywhere if you hit me.

Jess Drew: Your fist is so pristine.

Ben Reilly: It would be way too rewarding.

Peter Parker (Earth-199999): I lost all my loved ones and I am now alone.

Peter Parker (Earth-96283): I'll be late for supper.

Peter Parker (Earth-120703): I'd rather just do it myself.

The Spot: When you move in to punch me, I’m going to hold a spot up in front of my face, and then your fist will just punch the inside of a portal that will redirect to your face and you’ll look ridiculous. How's that for a villain of the week, mhm?

(I was gonna add more spiders but I haven't seen Spectacular in years now and I don't have ideas for Margo sorry)

[jakessbtch]

☆ request list | j.b

what i can/will write!

x reader [y/n, __, ect.] fluff, angst, smut character x character

what i will not write!

basics [r4cism, p3dophilia, ect.] smut for characters/persons under 18 y/o/a [including actors.] smut for ageless characters/persons. heavy gore. romanticization of SA, Gr00ming, SH, R4pe, ED's. abuse + physical/emotional cheating.

fandoms/persons i currently write for!

Trap House! Jake Webber. Sam Golbach. Colby Brock.

Youtubers! Tara Yummy. Johnnie Guilbert.

Spider-Man! Peter Parker [earth-199999/Tom Holland] Peter Parker [earth-120703/Andrew Garfield] Peter Parker [earth-96283/Tobey Maguire] Hobie Brown

IT [2019]! Bill Denbrough [19] Beverly Marsh [19] Richie Tozier [19 + Male Reader ONLY] Eddie Kasprak [19] Mike Hanlon [19] Ben Hanscom [19]

IANOWT! Stanley Barber Sydney Novak Dina Bryant Brad Lewis

masterlist.

[eupheme]

JUNE REILLY (oc/spidersona)

more about her + backstory under the cut!

name: June Reilly | alias: Lycosa

she/they | late 20s | bisexual | ♈️

earth-96283

dark brown eyes & hair (ends dyed to match suit)

personality: friendly, very protective/family-oriented, impulsive, enjoys being busy, generous, optimistic

family includes mother (april reilly), aunts jan reilly and may parker, and cousin peter parker. stayed with the parkers during the summer when she was growing up, while her mom worked at the diner. received her powers years after peter via a wolf spider bite during one of her ‘jobs’ (help for hire / retrieving stolen goods)

currently working with spider-man to protect new york city, and tasked with keeping a very close eye on the seemingly-reformed otto octavius (currently in hiding / recovering after the events of spider-man: no way home)

abilities / skills: enhanced strength and speed, low-light vision (eyes shine at night). Instead of a spidey-sense, can focus on the vibrations of voices to hear conversations from a further distance

able to use webs for travel if necessary but prefers to chase down targets, and is not afraid to brawl (punch first / ask questions later)

very good at getting to places she shouldn’t be

morally good with a strong sense of justice, but has very sticky fingers

bonus facts: I read that wolf spiders mainly see green and ultraviolet (dichromatic vision) so that influenced her suit colors!

(referenced this oc sheet by @cparrisart for the sliders)

[multiverse-of-marvels]

Earth-11714

Also known as the Turn Off The Dark universe. A musical-like reality with similarities to Earth-616, Earth-96283, and Earth-120703.

First mentioned/appearance: Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark (2011 broadway musical)

[darius-1]

[pics-pizza-peace]

I gotta post this before I try and sleep. My AU Otto thinks it's hilarious that the fans of his neighbor(earth 96283s Doc)'s like to repeat the sun-centered lines. Like... That was the Mistake, silly. It shouldn't have been that Big, it also shouldn't have been Rushed by Suits of all things...we get that it was integral to his character's development but uh. Yeah we don't understand the appeal. Even tied-in with self shipping stuff. I don't disrespect those who self-ship w/characters at all(even my favorites, I just don't have that in common with 'em) I just find it a lil odd that we can't give those particular lines a break.

[arxchnoverturea]

+ @dietspider​ liked for a starter from Peter ! 

+ “ ...wait, you’re telling me that all these MULTIVERSE theories are true ? That’s honestly ... really, really cool . I remember READING some things about it after Dr. Connors mentioned it once. “ 

[the-a-archives]

who are your favorite spidey’s?? 👁️👁️

WHAT A LOADED FUCKING QUESTION.

theyre in alphabetical order just for you <3

Miles Morales (both earth 1610 &1610B) (he's my favorite he goes ontop)

'Spinner (Earth 616)

Ai Apaec (Earth 616)

Cooper Coen (Earth 71490)

Doppelganger (Earth 616)

Gwendolyn Stacy (Earth 65)

Hobart Brown (Earth 138)

Longlegs Secundus (Earth 616)

Mig-El Gand (Earth 9602)

Miguel O'hara (both Earth 928 and 928B)

Otto Octavius (Superior Spider-Man) (Earth 12131)

Peter Parker (Earth 10208)

Peter Parker (Earth 96283)

Peter Parker (Earth-120703)

Peter Parker (Earth 13122)

Peter Parker (Earth 199999)

Peter Parker (Earth 2149)

Peter Parker (Earth 92100)

Peter Parker (Earth TRN603)

Peter Porker (Earth TRN456)

Scarlet Spider (Earth 13346)

Spidair (Earth 91202)

Spider Sting (Earth 38418)

Tarantula (Earth 13346)

The Spider (Earth 1610)

[osgoblins]

#𝙊𝙎𝙂𝙊𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎   no more darker half ? did you really think i’d let that happen ? that i’d let you take away my power because you are blind to what true power is ?  i saw how she trapped you, fighting her holy moral mission, we don’t need you to save us, we don’t need to be fixed ! these are not curses, they’re gifts. i watched you from deep behind norman’s cowardly eyes, struggling to have everything you want, while the world tries to make you choose. gods don’t have to choose : we take .

  ind, selective ( mildly horror inspired. ) 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 / 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯 ,  earth-96283 / sam rai.mi trilogy based + headcanon expanded. a study in : the insanity in brilliance , godly wrath , the greed of man ,  monstrous becoming , corruption of the mind , loss of self , ascension to godhood, basic instincts . jayne bird  ( 23 , she/they ) est : jan 2022.

[luimnigh]

Im sorry if i just missread your post about spiderverse, but why are you annoyed that they named the universes after the ones in the comics?

Look, the Earth-numbering system exists to give every universe an indentifiable moniker.

This is because every piece of Marvel media exists somewhere in it's multiverse.

The main comics universe is Earth-616. The Ultimate Comics line? That's Earth-1610.

Neil Gaiman's Marvel 1602, where Marvel heroes exist in 1602? That's Earth-311. The world of Mark Millar's Old Man Logan? That's Earth-807128

The 90s Spider-Man animated series? Earth-92131. Tobey Maguire? Earth-96283. Andrew Garfield? Earth-120703. Tom Holland and the MCU? Earth-199999. The Japanese Spider-Man TV Show where he had a giant robot? Earth-51778. Spider-Man: Turn Off The Dark? Earth-11714. Marvel Vs Capcom? Earth-30847.

Our universe, the one in which we all exist? Earth-1218.

Every one of them exists in the Marvel Multiverse. Every one of them a unique number.

All these multiverse stories going around calling their Earth Earth-616 are fucking with a time-honored system. There is a system of categorization in place, and you are screwing it up because you want the famous numbers.

And it's springing up fan speculation on stuff like "separate multiverses", and just- no. There is a system, it has existed since 1983, please don't fuck with it for brand name recognition.