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harrypotterandthefandomaccount · 1 year

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worthy of trust

pairing: sebastian sallow x fem!reader

warnings: sebastian being a jerk & calling you ignorant, angst, feeling like you lost a friend but he makes it up to you with a lil kiss

note: i've been obsessed with hogwarts legacy and the gameplay itself is just phenomenal. 39 hours into the game lol and still so much to do, so enjoy this sebastian oneshot. based on his questline, in the shadow of the mine i think?

important note: i do NOT support hate towards the transgender or LGBTQ+ community. JKR has made her stance very clear and i could not disagree and be disgusted with her more. this fic and future ones merely pertain to the character(s) in hogwarts legacy and to my knowledge, JKR had no part in the game. if you are still mad i play the game/write fics for hogwarts legacy, you can scroll past this. thank you!

you had no qualms about trusting lodgok since sirona ryan had known him for years, along with miriam. while the both of you had been albeit hesitant at first towards one another, he had proven his loyalty to stopping ranrok and was actively trying to be one step ahead of him - which is exactly what you, sebastian, and the others wanted.

however, when the opportunity arose to tell sebastian about lodgok, it all came flooding back to you - anne.

you and sebastian had just finished clearing out a cavern of arachnids, which quite honestly, was pretty exciting. you had even reminded him that well, spiders aren't insects.

"don't you start," he had responded, a small smirk on his face.

after finding the last piece to the tryptich and hoping to solve the mystery concerning isidora morganach, returning to the undercroft was the last step. you both were eager to see if the portrait piece would fit, and once it had been placed, you were able to breathe.

"please tell me you recognize the location in this bit of canvas," you said, turning around to face your slytherin partner in crime.

he sighed, "the good news is, i do, in fact."

your shoulders dropped, "and the bad news?"

sebastian turned to look at you, "we're in for more trouble."

you groaned, leaning your head back as Sebastian's eyes seemed to darken; gluing your attention back to your slytherin friend, he continued, "i know that coast. Ranrok has taken over a huge mine and the surrounding area. Marunweem has suffered for it. It's as bad as Feldcroft's become."

with a sigh, your eyebrows knitted together and you looked at the triptych once more. sebastian glanced towards you, "should we head there now?

you shook your head, "no, we should wait."

sebastian immediately questioned you, "why?

you gave a grimanced look, "all this time, we've been a step behind ranrok. I may know someone who could help us get head."

sebastian raised an eyebrow, "who is that?"

before you could even think about formulating your answer a different way, the words slipped out, "a friendly goblin named lodgok. he wants no part in ranrok's fight."

sebastian immediately became disgusted, angry, even. "a friendly goblin?" he started, "you know goblins cursed my sister to shut her up! said she should 'be seen and not heard.'"

you took a step towards sebastian as he stepped back. taking a breath, you nodded, " i do, but not all goblins-"

he glared towards you, "not all goblins what? have you forgotten feldcroft? have you forgotten the mine we just went through?"

you sympathized with him, no doubt. you knew how close the twins were, how much Sebastian loved anne and cared for her - but this fight against ranrok was against all wizardkind, not just anne. and you knew she would understand.

shaking your head, you tried to reason with Sebastian, "no, sebastian, i haven't. you're not listening to me."

sebastian scoffed, "why would i listen to someone so ignorant?"

ouch.

you knew sebastian could be mean, cruel, but throughout these months of knowing him, he has only been so kind, sweet and soft with you. there was never any malice towards you, no anger or disgust. towards the goblins and ranrok in conversations with you, but it was never directed. it was understandable that what happened to anne was hurting Sebastian as well, but this anger was now at you, and he was changing.

you already had reservations working with lodgok before sirona ryan said you could trust him, but there was something he wasn't telling you. but it wasn't a secret that jeopardized your working relationship with him, no. if it had been, you would have turned your back and not worked with him another day.

it wasn't ignorant at all, you knew that. a bit sketchy at first, sure, but not ignorant. lodgok had proven himself trustworthy and has helped you in being one step ahead.

you stepped back in surprise, "that was cruel. perhaps your uncle was right about you - you don't know when to stop."

sebastian glowered over you, stepping forward as his words were laced with venom, "oh, i do know when to stop. unbelievable."

taking a deep breath, you turned and walked out of the undercroft, ready to scream. you understood where Sebastian was coming from but the way he talked to you was so...angering. maybe you should have lied about who it was, about what lodgok was.

but calling you ignorant? okay, yes, this was your first year learning about magic and catching up to the rest of your peers, but you earned respect and knew - for the most part - what you were doing. you would never intentionally put Sebastian, anne, ominis, whoever in danger if you were not confident.

with a sniffle, you made your way through the dark arts tower to your common room, ready to just cry about how upset and angry Sebastian was. but before you could, ominis's voice stopped you, "coming from the undercroft, are we?"

you turned around, eyes glassy with unshed tears - albeit glad that ominis couldn't see them. you gave a small smile, "oh, yes. we were just discussing a painting we found."

ominis hummed, not entirely satisfied with your answer, "your voice is shaky. what happened?"

you let out a breath, "i - we can't talk about it here, ominis. too open."

he sighed, and with his free hand, he grabbed your arm, pulling you towards an owl statue inside a small window, before it turned around and you found yourself...well, inside a wall at hogwarts.

before you had time to question ominis of where you were, he asked once more, "what happened?"

you explained everything, just leaving out the parts where Sebastian was intent on not stopping to find a cure for anne, but moreso focused on the triptych. when you revealed who lodgok was, ominis cringed.

"oh, that's not the worst part," you said, wiping a stray tear, "he asked why he should listen to someone so ignorant."

ominis winced once more, "yikes."

you grumbled, "tell me about it. i want to cry because, well, i understand why he is upset but lodgok is a lead to stopping ranrok, to being one step ahead."

your blind friend nodded, "agreed, and if sirona trusts him, that's saying something."

you both stood in silence, the occasional sniffle from your nose giving ominis hints of how much this bothered you.

"give him time to cool off," he began. "anne is a sore spot for him, but he needs to understand that she won't be the only one cursed without your goblin friend's help. you made your way into his heart, those that he cares about. you'll be fine."

you nodded, trying to formulate your words, "thank you, ominis. i apologize for putting you in the middle of this, but it was nice to have someone listen."

ominis smiled softly, "of course, y/n. meet you at dinner?"

with a quiet, "yeah," you watched ominis make his way out of the secret room, and once again, you were left with screaming thoughts. sobs immediately racked your body, regret aching from your tears and sore throat. there was nothing left by the time you were done, face dried with tears as you composed yourself.

taking a breath, you left the room and immediately looked down, seeing a letter by the 'door.' on the top left was ominis's handwriting, but the letter itself was unopened: told you he's gone soft for you.

with a pained sigh, you picked up the letter and opened it, reading the words:

we need to talk. undercroft after dinner?

"merlin's beard."

dinner was not something you could stomach at the moment, and to be honest with yourself, you were sure it could come right back up as you made your way to the undercroft. with a wave of your wand, you opened up the clock-looking door and headed inside, anxiety eating you up like a full-course meal.

sebastian had his back to you, staring intently at the triptych until he heard the door open. his eyes met yours immediately, and he softened.

"hi," he said, biting his lip nervously as you made your way over to him.

"sebastian, i-" you began, but he shook his head. with a small smile, he grabbed your hands and held them against his chest, "it's ok."

your eyes welled up with tears, "but it's not, seb. i should've been honest with you and i wasn't. I'm sorry, you have every right to hate me."

sebastian was silent as the tears fell down your cheeks until he wiped them away with his thumb. you sniffled, looking up at him. he grasped onto your hands once more, "you were hesitant to tell me because you know how much i care for anne, for my sister. you listen to me and want what is best - that has always been you. I'm not mad at you, dove. I'm mad at merlin for making that our last option."

you gave a sad excuse for a chuckle as he smiled at you. he continued, "dove, listen to me. I'm sorry for what i said. i know you aren't ignorant; i reacted harshly about your goblin friend, but you understand why?"

you immediately nodded, squeezing his hands, "of course, seb. i know how important it is for you to find a cure for anne, and i would never jeopardize that if there was a chance lodgok could betray us. but he's good, honest."

sebastian grinned, and you continued, "i'm not mad at you either, y'know. you're good to me, seb, and i was just scared i lost you."

he held your face between his hands, thumbs softly rubbing over your cheeks as he adored you, "you could never lose me, dove. you are one of the few good things left in my life and i'd be an idiot to let you go."

you swallowed a sob as tears clouded your vision, but Sebastian hushed you, "it's okay, sweetheart. we're okay - i trust you. promise."

you nodded and gave a small smile, "i trust you too, seb. promise."

leaning forward, sebastian nudged his nose with yours, and you giggled as he mumbled, "there's my pretty dove." and with that, Sebastian sealed your lips in a kiss, your hands wrapping around his neck as he grounded himself on your hips.

maybe you should send lodgok a thank you card.

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in1-nutshell · 4 months

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How would the tfp crew treat human reader that broke a bone (perhaps they accidentally dropped reader when doing something?)

Ooooohhhh! More broken bones! Since you did not specify which characters you wanted I will be picking them at random.

Hope you enjoy!

Smokescreen, Arcee, and Bulkhead react to Human Buddy getting a broken bone on accident

SFW, platonic, mention of injury, slight angst for some, Human reader

TFP

Smokescreen

Buddy had broken their left arm because Smokescreen accidentally tossed them too hard out of his vehicle mode.

They had been ambushed by some drones and Smokescreen had transformed a bit too quickly to start shooting some Cons down.

To be fair, Smokescreen still didn't understand how fragile humans were compared to a Cybertronian. He thought that they were a bit tougher than what Optimus and Ratchet let on.

He was proven wrong when he saw Buddy cradling their arm. It was bent in a way that he was sure they weren't supposed to go.

"Smokescreen I need you to comm Ratchet and tell him to get June "--Buddy

"Your arm... Oh Primus your arm!"--Smokescreen

"Smokes listen it was an accident. It was an accident."--Buddy

"Yeah... Yeah... I'll get Ratchet..."--Smokescreen

Smokescreen isn't used to see much organic injuries so he is a bit unnerved. Surprisingly, he keep up a calmish face getting Buddy to June. But he is freaking out on the inside.

He refuses to carry any human for a while. It takes some convincing to get Smokescreen comfortable again.

While Buddy is healing, Smokescreen gives them a bit of space while also hovering over them. A weird combination that thankfully doesn't last long after Buddy is healed up.

If Buddy gets a cast Smokescreen would be one of the first to get it signed. He gets some stickers from Jack and puts them on the cast.

Arcee

Buddy broke their leg after an altercation with Arachnid.

Arcee was taking Buddy on patrol today since Jack was home sick with a cold. Arachnid had ambushed them both. Buddy was grabbed by Arachnid before Arcee could tell what was going on. The Spider bot squeezed the human a bit until and audible crack was heard. The Con tossed Buddy on to the ground as a furious Arcee came after her.

Lucky for Arachnid, Arcee didn't finish the job and was quick to get back to Buddy.

"Buddy! Buddy what's wrong? Where does it hurt?"--Arcee

"I think my leg's broken."--Buddy

"All right don't worry, I'm getting us back to the base now. Can you stay awake for me?"--Arcee

"Sure... Sure thing."--Buddy

Arcee winces internally as she picks up Buddy. She knows Buddy is trying to put a brave face on for her so she doesn't worry too much. But she can see that this hurts Buddy a lot more than what either expected.

Arcee is out for blood after Buddy is given the all clear by Ratchet and June.

When she isn't preparing for Arachnid, Arcee does her best to help Buddy move around the base. Since she is one of the smaller bots on the team, it's a bit easier to handle Buddy while also protecting them.

If Buddy gets a cast they will make sure Arcee is the first to see and to sign it. Arcee manages to paint some blue and pink on the cast.

Bulkhead

Buddy had tripped over some cables that led them to fall down the stairs and land right on their ankle.

Bulkhead was the only bot on base and was freaking out when he saw Buddy on the floor clutching their foot with tears in their eyes.

"Buddy,Buddy what happened?! Are you hurt?! Do I need to go get Ratchet?!"--Bulkhead

"If you can pass me my phone so I can call June that would be nice."--Buddy

"Okay, okay!"--Bulkhead

He knows for a fact humans are tougher than what they seem. His proof is Miko's entire existence. But he also knows how fragile they are compared to Bots.

After Buddy gets the all clear from June and Ratchet, Bulkhead becomes Buddy's second shadow for a bit. He feels like he nearly lost his friend that day and it was his fault.

Despite everyone telling him it is not his fault, he does feel a little bit guilty.

If Buddy gets a cast they make sure that Bulkhead is the first one to sign. He paints a bit of Buddy's cast green.

#transformers #transformers x reader #maccadam #tfp #tfp x reader #tfp x platonic reader #tfp smokescreen #tfp arcee #tfp bulkhead #human buddy

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blues824 · 1 year

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hii could i get black butler characters (ciel, sebastian, claude, alois + undertaker) reacting to the reader who’s basically like has the same abilities as spiderman but they were from the future and now they’re in their world so they spend their time going on missions for the queen ? :O

Gender-neutral reader. Also, I hate spiders, so Claude is easily my least favorite character, but I somehow made his and Undertaker's the most romantic.

Ciel Phantomhive

He has heard word of a certain heroic figure that roams the streets of England. He ordered Sebastian to find out who exactly you were, and imagine his surprise when he found out it was you, who was a loyal servant to Her Majesty.

The young Phantomhive lord was definitely intrigued in your abilities, since you were completely human. He had you explain, and you had to tell him that you were from the future and the Queen employed you as her ‘knight in the night’ of sorts.

You two were often called lapdogs of the Queen, but your fights never ended in death. Yours ended in Scotland Yard getting ahold of the perpetrators and finding them wrapped up in spiderwebs. Ciel had seen a crime scene that you had been at, and he was very weirded out by it.

One time, you stayed at the Phantomhive Manor overnight since you visited and a storm came on. Mey-rin was running with expensive china and she tripped. Your spidey-sense went off and you quickly caught the dinnerware. Ciel spat out his tea in shock as he stared at you with wide-eyes.

Sebastian Michaelis

He had also caught wind of the person who prowls around at night because of the morning paper. His master had ordered to unmask you, and he couldn’t say he was exactly surprised that it was you. You always came up with not-that-great excuses, so he kind of figured it out.

You remind him of his arachnid counterpart, Claude. Faustus was a spider demon, so the correlation was understandable. However, your personality differed greatly. Plus, you did work for the Queen rather than the Trancy brat.

Sebastian has had the opportunity to gaze upon your ‘victims’ at a crime scene, all wrapped within the web that you spun. It could serve as a metaphor: he was caught in the web of your heart, finally getting to experience what it was like to be the prey rather than the predator.

Once, when you had accepted the invitation to stay at the Phantomhive Manor, the two of you were up late at night and just relaxing in each other’s presence. Then, your spidey-sense was activated and you shot a web out and accidentally caught Bard. It was very amusing to your beloved demon, but he assisted in getting the chef out.

Alois Trancy

Out of pure curiosity and frustration, he ordered Claude to show him who you were. Upon snatching the mask off of your face, Alois let out a gasp of surprise. Why, it was Her Majesty’s other lapdog! How exciting!

You can not tell me that he wouldn’t have you use your abilities to amuse him. String up his servants to the chandelier to make him laugh as they tried their hardest to escape. It was inhumane, but we all know how he is.

He has seen photographs of crime scenes where criminals are stuck in webs for the police to easily detain them, and he thinks it’s hilarious. The fact that those perpetrators were helpless as they got arrested just fueled the fire in him.

One time, you two were out in the garden, and you had the very spontaneous idea to cling to a tree and swing. You told him to grab onto you (think MJ and Spiderman in Far From Home), and while it was a very small swing, Alois loved feeling the air on his face. He asked (demanded) you to do it again and again.

Claude Faustus

When Alois had ordered him to unmask you, he had no reaction in finding out that it was you. He already pieced it together weeks ago, considering this figure that stopped criminals came at the same time you were brought into the Queen’s court.

Two spiders just living their lives, one human and one demon. You both are caught in each other’s webs, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, the abilities you have just compliment each other. You can shoot webs and he can evade them as well as break through them.

He has also had the opportunity to gaze upon a crime scene that you obviously visited, seeing as the criminals were wrapped in webbing. That’s actually how you met for the first time: you thought he was a perpetrator and you shot a web at him. He evaded it, but as your arm was out he grasped it and pulled you to his chest.

That moment is when he realized that you must have had another sense that told you he was suspicious. You later told him that it was your ‘spidey-sense’ and it was like an inhuman instinct that you frequently act upon.

Undertaker

He’s been quite sad because of the spider-like figure that has been arresting criminals rather than killing them so they end up in his shop. However, it was one day where he had decided to take a stroll to clear his mind and he saw you in an alleyway, with your costume still on but your mask was off.

What an amazing discovery! He wished he could dissect you so that he could find out how you got his abilities, but you were still alive and well. You just told him instead, how you were from the future and you got bit by a radioactive spider and that’s how you got your powers.

Undertaker has seen some crime scenes, and he’s utterly fascinated by how you shoot webs that leave the criminals immobile as the police and Scotland Yard come get them. You can not fight me when I say that when you both are romantically involved, he would kiss the web glands on your wrists.

You both make a great couple, honestly. There have been a few times where your spidey-sense goes off when your boyfriend here tries to make a ‘doll’. They often try to attack you for some reason, so you shoot your webbing out. Undertaker rushes over to make sure you’re alright, worried that the doll had hit you.

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shayyprasad · 4 months

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can't you talk to them?

okay so like i’m trying this whole thing on tumblr

yes i have a wattpad and i’m tryna move all my crap over here and start this

follow on wattpad unhingedspidershit 🤧

summary: you misunderstand peter's powers. he's not pleased.

does everyone have a life except me?

he groaned and threw his head, slightly dizzy from the spinning. he got up and glanced out the window. it was really nice outside, patrolling wouldn't hurt. peter got into his "spidey suit," y/n had insisted on calling it that, despite the fact it took the coolness away. he pushed open the window gently, and hopped out, shooting a web to the nearest building he could see. peter swung from there, hollering in joy.

spidermaning could be stressful at times, but these moments made swinging around in clad spandex worth it. he did a couple flips and tricks, making sure to impress the public before landing on a building to take a breath. he grinned up at the sky and took off his mask, hands on his knees trying to get his heart rate back to normal.

peter's phone rang in his back pocket, and he pulled it out, checking the caller. he subconsciously smiled, seeing as it was his beautiful girlfriend. giddy, he answered.

"hey, y/n!"

"peter! peter! oh my god!" there was panic in her voice, and he felt the hairs on this neck rise. something was wrong, he knew it, given there was a tingling feeling at the back of his head.

"what's wrong? y/n—"

"hurry! i can't— i don't—" the scream she lets out makes peter's blood freeze. before he can get even another word in, the line goes dead.

"y/n? y/n!"

he clumsily stuffs his phone in the pocket and takes off the building. peter can't lose her. she's all he has. the yell echos in his head, urging him to go faster. an even worse thought enters his mind. what if he's too late? what if—

no, no. she's okay.

how will he get in? peter left the key back at home, along with literally everything else but his phone.

the window!

he lands on the side of the building, opening the bedroom window- not so gently. he's trying to hurry, but that's just making it harder. finally, the bug gets it open and jumps in.

"i'm here! i'm here! who i have to punch?!" peter looks around for her, before spotting her huddled in the corner of her bedroom, broom in hand. she's wearing one of his old shirts and... no pants? at least none that he can see.

no, no, bad spider, not now.

he rushes over to her, taking y/n's figure into his arms.

"are you okay? are you bleeding? hurt? broken bones? who's there?"

wordlessly, y/n gestures her broom to a spot in front of her, eyes wide. he frantically scans the surface, confused as to why he can't see anything there. peter holds her tighter.

"i don't— w-who's there?"

"look!" she hisses.

"i am!"

"look harder!"

"but— oh. wait, what? are you— is that a spider you're talking about?"

she nods frantically, poking him with the end of the broom. "go!" y/n yells, waving her hands around wildly.

"where?"

"go kill it!"

"i- no, i'm not gonna kill it. it's not even doing anything! you know, you scared the shit outta me, i was so scar—"

"well, tell it to leave!"

"...i'm sorry, tell it?"

"you're a spider! can't you talk to them?"

"...the fuck you on?"

y/n shooed him.

"you can't talk to it?"

"no. what? w-were you under the impression that i could talk to spiders for the last two years?"

"that was supposed to be one of the pros of dating you!"

"..."

he sighed and walked over to it, taking the arachnid into his hand. peter turned back around with a shit-eating grin in his face.

"babe..." she warned.

"look, darling! not even a little scary." he held in front of her face, and y/n held her breath.

"i'm gonna fucking break up with you, don't get any closer to me with that- that mini you in your hand!"

he snickered and moved closer.

"pete— peter benjamin parker, i swear to god that i will get a restraining order against you if you don't get the fuck away from me right now. what would aunt may say about that?"

peter sighed, and took a step back. he moved by the window and let it out, closing it afterwards.

she put the broom away, and went back to whatever the hell she was doing.

"no thank you?"

"oh, trust me, i was gonna give you more than a thank you, given you hadn't pulled that little stunt!"

swiftly, he pinned her again the wall, "like what?"

"now you won't find out."

"really?" before he could say anything more, she pressed her lips to his. "how's that for a thank you?"

"i think i'll take it."

#tom holland x reader #spiderman #tom holland #peter parker #um help #struggles #follow i’m desperate #peter parker x you #x y/n #reader insert #fem insert

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redriotinggg · 6 months

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When Sanji is bitten by a spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid Fruit, the Straw Hats learn there is only one way to cure his illness.

A genuine love confession.

There’s only one crewmate capable of the job.

(read on ao3!!)

—

The Straw Hats have stopped at a small summer island to gather supplies, stock up on necessities, and do any repairs to the Sunny.

When the bulk of the hard work has been done, their captain insists on a bonfire, having found a perfect clearing in the forest.

Sanji’s by the grill, cooking up plenty of burgers, hotdogs, kebabs, and other barbecued treats to fill his crew’s voracious appetites.

He happily watches his crew enjoy their afternoon—Brook’s violin emitting a joyful tune, Nami and Robin engaged in an intense game of cards, Franky enthusiastically sketching something onto a large page, Zoro fast asleep on the grass, and Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp running around as they play their own variation of tag.

Perhaps Sanji’s gaze is drawn to one of his crewmates in particular, following the flow of his curly hair, smiling at the sound of his laughter.

Perhaps. Sanji won’t tell.

“Woah! Look at that!”

The rowdy trio’s game of tag comes to a halt at Chopper’s cry. Luffy and Usopp look to where the reindeer is pointing, their eyes lighting up when they spot the thing that caught his attention.

“Cool!” Luffy begins to race over, but he’s stopped by Usopp.

“Wait! Don’t run, you’ll scare it!”

The trio carefully make their way over to a nearby tree, their attention grabbed by a fairly large spider.

Sanji shudders when he sees the creature. He looks away, focusing on the food. He is not interested in the further details of their exploration.

Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp fawn over the spider, speculating on its species and origins.

“It’s markings kinda look like hearts,” Usopp observes. “They’re even a pinkish-red colour.”

“Aw, so cute!” Chopper squeals.

“I’m gonna name it Cupid!” Luffy declares. “That guy’s in charge of hearts ‘n stuff, right? This lil' girl could be his pet or something,” he laughs.

A bit later, Sanji calls out to them. “Oi, get your asses over here, the food’s ready! And wash your hands if you’ve been touching bugs!”

Saying their goodbyes to Cupid, the boys rush over to claim their dinner.

The crew happily enjoys their meal, thanking Sanji with wide grins that only get wider when he presents them with dessert.

As the evening turns to night, the crew wind down, packing away their belongings and making their way back to the Sunny.

“Are you sure we can’t stay and camp?” Luffy whines. “It’s like, the perfect night for it! We've got the perfect spot!”

“No,” Nami denies flatly. “We didn’t bring the stuff for it and it’s already getting late. Plus, I want to sleep in my own bed. Now hurry up and get going! Franky! Turn on your flashlights, I can’t see!”

“One set of nipple lights, comin’ up! Ow!”

Usopp and Sanji take up the rear, picking up the last of Sanji’s portable kitchen gear. The chef is happily listening to the sniper’s latest tale when he feels a pinch on his ankle.

“Ow! What the hell?”

“Sanji! Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I think something just bit me.”

Usopp looks in the grass, trying to find the culprit. When he does, he gasps. “It’s the spider from before! Cupid, why’d you go and bite Sanji? That’s not nice!”

“‘Cause it’s a good for nothing insect,” Sanji grumbles.

“Actually, it’s an arachnid—”

“You better not have poisoned me, you stupid bug,” Sanji yells at the spider, which scurries away.

“It’d be venom, not poison.”

“You are not helping!” Sanji snaps. “What is this, a Robin impression? Stop with the unnecessary bug facts, this shit hurts!”

“Does it really? You should get Chopper to look at it as soon as we get back to the ship. Here, gimme your stuff, I’ll carry if for you.”

“I can carry it myself, asshole. I’m not that weak.”

“Really? ‘Cause if you’re in pain, the Great Usopp would be more than happy to carry you back to the Sunny.” Usopp smirks and flexes his muscular arms, sending Sanji a wink.

Sanji pretends like his heart isn’t trying to escape his chest and throw itself at Usopp’s feet.

Internally, Sanji is a mess. Externally, he rolls his eyes and hefts his baggage further in his arms.

“You do two push-ups and think you’re a strong guy now, huh? C’mon, let’s go before any other bugs try to make a meal outta me.”

When they make it back to the Sunny, all of their things put away, Usopp continues to hover by Sanji, his concern rising with each passing moment.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Usopp asks. “You’re all red. You shouldn’t be sweating this much.”

“‘M fine,” Sanji mumbles. The way he sways on the spot doesn’t do much to help his case.

Usopp holds him steady, in full crisis mode as he watches the usually stable chef falter. He hoists Sanji in his arms, dashing to the infirmary. “CHOPPER!”

“What happened?” the doctor asks. Usopp puts Sanji on the bed and recounts the tale.

By now, the rest of the crew has come to investigate the cause of the commotion. They all stand in the doorway, shocked to see their crewmate suddenly so ill.

“It’s only been like 20 minutes! Why does he look bad already? Sanji, don’t die!”

Usopp’s dramatic cry unfortunately has some merit. Sanji doesn’t look well. He is the complete opposite of the perfect picture of health he was less than an hour ago. In just a few minutes, Sanji seems to have lost all of his energy. He’s flushed and sweating, breathing heavily and brows furrowed as he fights some type of pain. Even his usually shiny hair is limp and brittle-looking.

Usopp’s heart positively breaks at the sight.

“I can’t make him a proper anti-venom without knowing exactly what type of spider that was,” Chopper states. He clicks his tongue as he looks at the inflamed, red bite mark on Sanji’s ankle.

“Brook, you help me get Sanji out of this suit. Everyone else, get out so I can treat him. Now!”

The rest of the crew gather on the deck, concern on all of their faces.

“Usopp,” Robin says, pulling the sniper from his worsening spiral of anxiety. “You said Sanji was bit by the same spider that you saw in the forest, right? Draw me a picture. We can use it to get information from the locals.”

Usopp nods. He runs off to the galley and grabs a sketchpad nestled between Sanji’s collection of recipes and cookbooks. Before long, he’s got multiple drawings of the spider, complete with colours and accurate depictions of its heart-shaped markings.

Franky and Nami go to the hospital to ask about an anti-venom while Luffy, Zoro, and Robin go ask around town.

On the Sunny, Usopp paces back and forth, biting his nails and their beds away to nothing as worry engulfs him. He peeks into the infirmary, heart breaking a little more every time he catches a glimpse of Sanji’s pained face.

“Sanji will be alright,” Brook assures him when he exits the room. “He’s stable for now. Our cook is strong. He’s got the best doctor caring for him and crewmates desperately seeking out information. He’ll pull through.”

Usopp tries his very best to believe him.

The rest of the crew returns to the Sunny in less than an hour. Everyone, except Sanji, who’s resting in the infirmary, gathers at the kitchen table.

“Turns out that our little spider has eaten a Devil Fruit,” Robin tells them. “Everyone in the area is familiar with the spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid fruit.”

“Wait, the spider is actually related to Cupid? That’s hilarious! I’m like a fortune teller! Hahahaha! Ow!” Luffy rubs his sore head, pouting at Nami.

“A bite from the Cupid Spider can do multiple things, depending on who is bitten," Robin continues. "However, it only causes illness in someone who has a requited love but has not actually expressed their love. To save Sanji, whoever is in love with him must tell him the breadth of their true feelings, lest he remain bedridden forever. Or worse.”

The crew sits in silence for a moment, reflecting on the information.

“Alright, who’s in love with Sanji?” Luffy demands.

All eyes go to Usopp.

He is so red in the face Chopper is concerned he'll pass out. His eyes are so wide Zoro wonders if they'll pop out of his head.

"What are you waiting for?" Nami cries. "Get in there and confess your love so Sanji gets better!"

"I-I-I-I-I-I'm not—"

"Oh, please, this is not the time for your anxious, denial bullshit! Go fix Sanji!"

"Can't we just kill the spider instead?" he suggests meekly.

Luffy and Chopper gasp in betrayal.

"That would be a bad idea," Robin warns. "That spider is very well-respected on this island. Causing it harm would no doubt incur the wrath of all the locals. There is nothing you can do but speak from the heart."

"You got this, Usopp-bro! Just tell Sanji how you feel! It'll turn out super!"

On stiff legs and with wobbly knees, Usopp leaves the galley and makes his way back to the infirmary, deaf to the sounds of his crew's encouragements.

Despite his desperate pleas to the universe, Sanji is awake when Usopp steps inside. He looks even worse than before. His skin is pale, covered in a sheen of sweat. His eyes are lidded and he's got bags under them like he hasn't slept in days. But even still, a smile lights up his face when he sees the sniper.

"Usopp," he says, voice quiet and raspier than usual. His smile is no less bright.

"Sanji," Usopp returns, taking a seat next to the bed. "I've got news. So, turns out that the spider that bit you has a Devil Fruit power."

Sanji scoffs. "Of course it does. Just my fucking luck. So, what? It ate the Sick-Sick fruit and now I'll feel like shit forever?"

Usopp chuckles drily. "No, nothing like that. We can actually help you pretty easily. Or, I can, anyway. I just... I have to... to..."

The sniper closes his eyes as a fresh wave of anxiety washes over him. He can't do this! It's too scary! But he has to.

How many times has he been in this position? Forced to watch someone he loves suffer from an illness, unable to do anything but try and distract them from their pain.

This time is different. Usopp can stop this. He can stop Sanji's suffering. All he has to do is be honest.

Well, best to rip off the band-aid.

Taking a deep breath, Usopp grabs Sanji's clammy hand in both of his. "I love you!"

"I-I've loved you for a long time, Sanji," Usopp admits, and the words start flowing, unable to stop. "I don't know when exactly it started, but I know that I do because I think you're so amazing! You're so cool, and strong, and talented. I love that you act all grumpy but you're actually extremely kind and considerate. I love spending time with you! I love it when you tell me stories about Zeff and the Baratie. I love that you always ask me questions when I'm telling you about something because you make me feel heard. I love that you always wrap your arms around me when we party. I love it when you smile at me and dance with me.

"I love how you look in the early morning and when the sun is setting. Well, I love how you look all the time because you're so gorgeous it isn't fair! All handsome and pretty at the same time. You dress nice, and you smell nice, and you make me food and protect me—! Sanji, I love you!

"I'm sorry it took a stupid spider to force me to say it but I lov-"

Usopp's speech is cut off as desperate lips meet his own. He melts into Sanji's embrace, returning the kiss with all he's got. His heart is beating so fast he thinks it might pop right out of his chest, but nothing could possibly take him away from this moment.

When they pull apart, foreheads resting against one another, Usopp is taken aback by Sanji's appearance. He looks as healthy as ever, save for his very intense blush. But his eyes are shining and his smile is hopeful and adoring.

"Do you mean it, Usopp? Do you really feel that way about me?"

"I do. A-And you? D-do you feel...?"

"The same," Sanji promises. "Everything that you said, I feel the same way. Usopp, I love you! I—did you really just cure me with a love confession?"

Usopp blinks, and then he bursts out into laughter. Sanji joins him, the two holding one another as they laugh at the absurdity of the situation, their hearts full to bursting.

"Anything is possible on the Grand Line," Usopp reminds him. "Especially for the number one lover on the seas, the great Captain Usopp!"

"Number one lover, huh? I don't know if I believe that." Sanji pulls Usopp in close, whispering into his ear. "I think you'll have to show me."

"T-that can be arranged."

Usopp leans in and Sanji goes to meet him, lips pressing together again, and again, and again.

#btw robin was 100% lying about the islanders caring about the spiders they do not give af #but she had to make sure her crewmates got together!! what a good friend #poor chopper couldn't go back into the infirmary all night #believe it or not this was supposed to be a drabble or fic outline...... idk what happened #i just wanted an excuse to write sanuso and the strawhats. sue me.#this was so fun i love these two!!! sanji HATES that a bug can be accredited to his relationship btw. usopp loves it.#'she was our guardian angel!! our cupid!!' 'NO!!!!!'#i couldn't figure out how to include this but the more in love u are the worse ur symptoms. which is why sanji was so sick so fast.#he was too gay and too in love WOW that's hilarious. i love them.#sanuso #usosan #sanji #usopp.#black leg sanji #god usopp #one piece #strawhats #red's fic

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karniss-bg3 · 6 months

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Something I think about an bit is spiders are cold blooded so are driders and if so how dose kar’niss del with winter or the shadow lands they look quite cold and last question could you ever tell me how you think an drider book lung works (aha sorry that’s all and I love your posts)

I had to go down some wacky rabbit holes to really hash this one out. One thing I will say for this blog, it’s made me more educated about topics I never would’ve considered before. I expect by the time my tenure is finished I’ll walk away a certified genius.

...Or just as goofy as I’ve always been. Either way it’s a net positive.

Here is the problem I run into when trying to work out the intricacies of fantasy creatures...I don’t know what rules to use. By that I mean there are nuances to consider when asking “How does Kar’niss _____?” Am I basing this off of real world examples or examples from the world in which they are from? If so how does that impact the overall conclusion I come to? Is it fair to compare a drider to an animal from our planet without knowing the physics of Faerun? Is their gravity the same, the climate, the oxygen distribution, the atmosphere? It’s the classic “Adrian overthinks bullshit because he doesn’t know how to do otherwise” story hour. That isn’t even taking into consideration how magic may impact the answer especially considering magic is intangible and a made up concept whose rules change from medium to medium. This is the world’s most frustrating fun house where every mirror reflects a different outcome and I’m too derpy to consider them all.

Now that I’ve got the long winded non-sense out of the way, here is the best assessment I could cobble together.

The problem with Kar’niss’ anatomy is it’s unclear how the two halves work together. Spiders in our world do have lungs but they do not have active breathing mechanisms like a diaphragm in humans. However, Kar’niss has the ability to speak, ragged as it may be. This leaves me with the assumption that the lungs in his torso still function, giving him the ability to inhale and exhale in order to talk. But Kar’niss’ heart and lungs would be far too small and pathetic to maintain the spider half with as large as it is. So I have to conclude that even if the two halves of them are attached, the only thing shared between them is a digestive tract. The blood he consumes has to go somewhere and he can’t nourish only one half and neglect the other. I believe all of his digestion is done in the spider half and the stomach in his drow torso is basically non-functional as a result.

Where we run into a bit of a hitch more stems from how big Kar’niss is. Even if his spider body doesn’t have to worry about maintaining the drow torso via heart and lungs, it has another issue; Available oxygen. Prehistoric insects from the Carboniferous period were huge, far larger than anything we see today. This is because of how dense our air was with oxygen which allowed them to increase in size without side-effects. So I have to ask, how high is the oxygen content in Faerun? Does it matter? Probably not! It does make me wonder how an arachnid body that large, whether drider or giant spider, survives if the oxygen in the air is low. Humans, giants, demons, driders and all manner of creatures can co-exist in a fantasy realm where the rules are made up and the points don’t matter.

While I could go into detail about the difference between human lungs and spider lungs I think I’d be splitting hairs at that point. When it comes to Kar’niss I think both bodies have working organs that are suited to the body they are in, which is the only reason this macabre union works at all.

As for how Kar’niss survives the cold that is also an interesting question to answer. Driders don’t usually wear armor but they can if so inclined, which means they aren’t worried about being naked as a jay bird. This question is a bit compounded by the fact that most driders don’t leave the Underdark, an area notorious for lack of sunlight. So I had to tap dance my way back to real world spiders to find a reasonable answer for this.

The first step in how spiders survive the winter is by adapting to the cold temperatures. They do this by increasing their metabolic rate, which helps them generate more heat. This allows them to stay warm even in the coldest temperatures. They also produce antifreeze proteins, which help them survive in temperatures as low as -10°C. Another strategy spiders use to survive the winter is by avoiding freezing. When temperatures drop too low, spiders can start to freeze with the water particles surrounding them. To prevent this, spiders produce cryoprotectants, which help them survive in sub-zero temperatures. These cryoprotectants act like antifreeze, preventing the spider’s cells from freezing and allowing them to survive even in the coldest temperatures.

While I am not sure if this is the same thing driders would do, I imagine they must come with some way to contend with ambient temperatures to keep themselves from freezing. I vote slapping a striped scarf on him and hand him a cup of hot cocoa. It’ll taste like ass to him, but it should do the trick all the same. Just don’t let him spit out the hot liquid onto your face, I am not responsible for any burn related injuries that may occur.

I hope even a fraction of this made sense. It was the long way of saying “RANDOM BULLSHIT, GO!” Eh, close enough.

Thanks for the ask!

(Side note: I just learned drider vampires exist. As if things weren't already fucked up enough for the poor bastards.)

#baldur's gate 3 #kar'niss #drider #bg3 #karniss #baldurs gate 3 #answered #drow #drider anatomy #theorycrafting #Don't ask how many tabs I had open while researching #the answer is “too many”#my search history is going to put me on a list stg

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crypticjackal13 · 1 year

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The Confession Headcanons were so adorable! Thank you for making the Headcanons. My heart absolutely warmed. I have something lingering in my mind lately, how would you picture Mayor, Syntax and Red Son having a enemies to lovers trope with you? -🎲 Anon

Enemies to lovers my beloved 💞

Mayor, Syntax, and Redson x GN!Reader, Enemies to Lovers Headcanons!

Mayor

You two probably met via Bone Demon BS.

You may have a neat little artifact that he’s after for his lady, so naturally he goes after you. Unlike many of his other victims, however…you are scarily good at getting away from him.

He’s a ruthless hunter, you have to admit. You learn bits and pieces about him while you play cat and mouse, and it leads to an interesting type of friendship.

He shows up, you two have a pleasant conversation, he tries to steal from you, and you grab a spray bottle full of holy water and kick him out.

Honestly, the routine is refreshing for him! It’s hard being a zombie, running a city, AND serving a demon mistress!

After he gets his butt handed to him by Wukong, interrogated by the gang, and then promptly gets left behind by his lady, he shows up after everything is over to talk to you.

He’s in a sorry state…you almost feel bad for him. But he swears that he’s not trying to get anything from you. He just wants to spend time with a comforting familiar face.

It takes a while, but you both really connect with each other and eventually you end up dating :)

Syntax

When his queen sent him to find more potential spider subjects, he thought he’d have a harder time.

You have a lot of potential. You’re dedicated, hardworking…you really do meet the criteria!

Unfortunately for him, you were there during the first spider attack, so you’ve got a darn good idea about how to fend off any potential arachnid attackers.

He keeps on trying with you, and one day you catch him face to face. You actually manage to beat him up pretty bad—Huntsman laughed at him for hours after he got back to the base

But he knew that this wasn’t about a subject anymore…no, he was delighted in being YOUR enemy.

He targets you in his schemes a lot, and you can really tell how much of a tsundere he actually is once you’ve been kicking him off of the fire escape for long enough.

Eventually you start leaving peace offerings. Like c’mon, this man is built like a twig, give him some snacks

He finds it odd but he welcomes the meals. Things slow down and even though he still gets on your nerves…you consider him to be your friend.

Once all the Bone Demon BS is over, it takes a hot second but he starts showing up again, and as you both recover from the near end of the world, you click really nicely and you’ll actually probably be the first to make any moves!

Redson

You’re the child of a different demon family, but one that has been allied with the Demon Bull Family for ages. So naturally you two were SUPPOSED to be friends.

Buuuut it’s kinda hard trying to be friends with a kid who not only has mad daddy issues but also mad anger issues.

Your families still get along but by the gods they don’t leave you two unsupervised because something will be set on fire or destroyed.

You two constantly push each other’s buttons, ESPECIALLY as adults, and sometimes you thwart Redson’s schemes on purpose just to mess with them.

…and directly after you go over to their place to have dinner and gossip with his mom.

Some special event happens, perhaps a celebration of the fact that the world didn’t end

Hear me out. It’s a gala. Everyone’s dressed up. Including you and Red.

There’s a dance. EVERYONE NEEDS A PARTNER. YOU AND RED ARE DANCE PARTNERS AND EVEN THOUGH YOU BOTH ACT LIKE YOU HATE IT…

you gotta admit to each other that man, you both look fineeee.

They tell you that they’ve done some reflecting since the apocalypse began and ended, and they know that most of the time they seem upset(because mostly they are)

but they do feel some sense of contentment when they’re with you. And do you feel the same? And why do you have that weird smile? No no no do NOT DIP ME—

“I like you too, Red Boy.” >:3

/////// “IT’S REDSON” >:V

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ntls-24722 · 6 months

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Harvestmen-

They are often called daddylonglegs and people think they are spiders-

But they are not.

They are just silly goofy little guys with the silliest eye placement known to man

They use their second pair of legs as long feelers to feel where they’re going

They are also non-venomous unlike spiders

Super silly.

What if they were musicmanified

🥜 little peanut head looking freak/aff

i know this isnt super accurate to harvestman anatomy but i was mainly going for the fact that even though spiders at the very least have the seperation of their heads and abdomens, harvestmen... do not, and literally look like cartoon spiders.

But, I have to thank you a LOT today because this reminded me that I had never finished the arachnid MM concept! And the next one on the block WAS Opiliones, their order.

I made them resemble an octopus on account of their rope-y, flexible legs. Their role in the robo cafe?... I'm not sure. But they're there. They could automate care for an aquatic exhibit on account of being able to walk on water, maybe? And speaking of helpers: Palpigradi!

They're described as micro-whipscorpions, but they're actually the sister group to Solifugae! They suck up cleaning detergents with their tail and spit it out through their "pedipalps" to use it to scrub with their boots. They don't have eyes and can't see, but they aware of the floorplan of the bartending area, and Camel Spider guy can tell them where to go. They can also sense vibrations with the bristles on their tail.

Parasitiformes Music Man - A tick!

And. knowing how much of a pest ticks are... Man, I wish i hadn't gone so hard with his design!! He really does look like an old cartoony vampire guy. I don't even know what role he'd play in the cafe but I've gotta figure something out. I think he's one of the best ones I've made.

But I do know the role for the Acariformes music man - the ghoul. She works alongside Scorpi MM in security, called in as backup. She's mainly here for hustling people out AFTER they've been confirmed to need to be forcibly removed, since she can't see and it's hard for her to read the situation. Thematically/theatrically, though, she'd work right alongside Parasitiformes MM as a halloween duo.

Also, she's particularly jarring to me because I know her color pallette: all red. to the teeth, to the clothes, to the skin. Red. She juts out like a sore thumb but I really love it.

And with the addition of these guys, I officially have 102 djmm/mms in my roster! Yipee

Also also, um. I'm realizing how broad my definition of "Music Man" has become lmfao

#ntls-24722 #djmm #dj music man #(almost) daily music man #ask

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spookykestrel · 8 months

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tell me about bugs ! /lhnp

Aah ty for the ask this is so general there’s so many facts and things um (edit I didn’t mean to write a whole essay you don’t have to read the whole thing)

Recently I’ve been enjoying learning about spiders which is ever so slightly ironic considering how afraid I was of them and how I still am a bit scared to come across ones I’m not familiar with. Learning about them makes them so much less scary though. A lot of the most venomous and scariest spiders are actually relatively docile and won’t bite unless threatened or they’re a mother with babies. In the US there hasn’t been a death from a black widow bite in 40 years bc their bites are rare and able to be treated. A lot of venomous spiders can actually administer dry bites too or control the amount of venom they inject which is super cool. Since their venom is used to kill prey, when they bite a human it’s usually just in self defense so a lot of bites from deadly spiders aren’t actually that dangerous. Ofc it’s still imperative to seek treatment just in case you have a reaction or they did inject venom (although you’d be able to tell there’s some nasty symptoms). Most cases are able to be treated, too, with anti-venom and while not a pleasant experience they’re rarely deadly.

I feel like there needs to be a picture here to break up this post so uhhhhh here’s a bunch of bees on a clover ( and a Yellowjacket)

One of my other interests rn is misconceptions/misidentifications. Which ig ties into spider bites. One common myth is that daddy longlegs spiders are super venomous but their fangs are too small to bite humans. This is very wrong for several reason uhh first is that daddy longlegs is a super broad term used to refer to cellar spiders (actual spiders of the araneae order), harvestmen (arachnids in the opilione order so Not Spiders), and crane flies (these are literally flies as the name suggests. They…. They aren’t spiders they have wings they aren’t venomous. Although they do have long legs). Cellar spiders are a little venomous but their venom poses little harm to humans (just a typical insect bite yk) and they rarely bite humans. Harvestmen actually don’t have venom and don’t have fangs just hollow claws used to grip. Which can’t harm people.

anyway harvestman are the absolute silliest guys I love seeing them bounce around

(Photo credit evanaturalist on inat <3)

Another quickl thing (I promise I’ll stop soon you invoked a topic I’m incapable of being normal about and gave me no limitations or anything so I’m on a ramble there’ll be no survivors etcetc) is also about flies. A lot of people assume those itty bitty sweat bees that hover around you at the park or whatever are actually more likely to be hoverflies (instead of a real sweatbee)! They only have one set of wings (unlike a bee) and no they can’t sting. I told this all to my friend at a concert who was being very annoyed by the one following her around and after explaining them and marveling over the super cool patterning of the calligrapher flies (specific type of hoverfly) they actually came around and admitted they’re very cool and it was a lovely moment bc once you know more about something then you can accept it more yay woohoo.

^ the black and yellow is deceiving it only has the one set of wings. If you cared the one pictured is a maize calligrapher specifically . Very common in the US and Canada.

Oh and I got a millipede tatto did you see :]

#thank you for coming to my Tedtalk I apologise for it being ten trillion years long #and I’m sorry idk when to make paragraph breaks so it’s very long chunks of text #I just think talking about bugs and creepy crawlies #and generally expressing my admiration for them #helps break down people’s immediate fears and judgement of them and it’s super fun and cool to watch #hopefully you don’t mind learning about spiders I used to hateeee them #I tried to mix it up a bit too #I hope you didn’t expect just a couple of fun facts I don’t really have those #just lectures I could teach a class #one fact is that spring flies have these tails or whatever #that rest under their body and they use them to spring into the air #which is cool #sorry sorry for the ramble #you said ‘no pressure ☺️’ and I said just went off #kestrel calls #chitter chatter #ty for the ask thoigh <3 #mutuals <3 #desc in alt #bugs #spiders #this is like a unskippable cutscene except you can skip it

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sunwarmed-ash · 1 year

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🔥Sinful Sunday🔥

Mirror Images:Ch 3

Ships: Petercest (Peter 1/2/3), SpideyDevil (Peter 3/Matt Murdock), all peters plus Matt M\M\M\M

Fandoms: Spiderverse/All Universes, No Way Home, TASM 1&2, Spiderman 1,2,3 Daredevil

Ratings & Word Count: Explicit 14k+, WIP

Tags: Angst that ends in smut, Daddy kink, web bondage, blow jobs, dirty talk, submissive Peter 3, Bottom Peter 3, Top Matt, top Peter 1, Top Peter 2, sir kink, praise kink, foursome

Summary:

“Holy shit, you're strong!" Parker couldn't help but gasp impressed when the hand at his mouth finally dropped.

Matt's entire body moved to brace up against his own, and then the masked man's fierce growl was in his ear.

"I don't have time or patience for games tonight. Who are you?!"

The warning growl accompanied by the show of strength sent pleasure sparks down his spine. Parker swallowed hard. It was cruel how worked up that small action made him because this was the absolute worst time to get a boner. Weeks of no contact with anyone was catching up with him… Maybe he can deflect with humor. That's worked in the past right?

"Uh, dude, I think it's pretty clear I'm Spider-Man. Or did the red and blue spider suit not give it away?"

The masked avenger tilted his head to the left.

"Is that your idea of a clever blind joke?"

Parker’s jaw dropped, and the eyes on his mask widened.

"Oh shit, you're blind!?"

Matt pointed to the blindfolded eye holes on his mask.

"Obviously. Just as obvious as the fact you're not Spider-Man, because he knows that."

And evidently, you know about Peter, but not us. Parker would put his hands up in surrender, but Matt was still holding them.

“Okay, okay you're right, I guess I’m not technically-"

The hand around his wrists squeezed threateningly.

"Quiet! I don't tolerate assholes in my city and I don't appreciate you impersonating my friend. You have three seconds to convince me you're not better off squashed bug boy."

"Bug Boy. Nice. Haven't heard that one in a while."

The grip on his wrists got tighter, unamused, beginning to crush his shooters and render him almost powerless. "No, hey, please don’t break those, I know Peter too, okay?"

At the mention of this arachnid variant's true identity, the man dropped his hands in favor for holding Parker's chin tight in his fist.

"Don't lie to me, I'll know. I can always tell."

Parker tried to pull back his hips before Matt could feel how much he liked that but the whole motion was executed in less than a fourth of a second. Parker's heart started to pound, not because he was lying, but because the heat from Matt’s muscular body was now touching him in every possible place and he was holding his face, ordering him to answer him, scratching every one of Parker’s submissive kinks and making it only a matter of time until he leaks through the suit...

#sinful sunday #spideydevil #petercest #peter/peter/peter/matt #spiderverse #no way home #the amazing spiderman 2 #spider man #andrew!peter parker #tom!peter parker #tobey!peter parker #peter parker #matt murdock #find me on ao3 #help support me via ko fi #links in bio #sunwarmed ash #reblogs are free ways to support me!#fanfiction

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kedreeva · 2 years

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Can I just say, I love your insect positivity! I'm not ...great with bugs, but I really think it's been helpful for me to start thinking of all the spiders in my house as Little Dudes Who Live With Me instead of, like. Pests. Now I notice when they're there and leave them to do their own thing and say to them, hello Speaker Spider, instead of uprooting them and putting them Somewhere Else. It's a much more pleasant way to exist!

Also, um. I have a question that is maybe very obvious? But it's been plaguing me? Do you ever eat your peafowl eggs? Maybe you can't because they might be fertilized (??) or maybe they just aren't good to eat (???) Or maybe you just, you know, don't? (Or maybe you do????) I'd love to keep some laying hens (of the chicken variety tho) at some point in the unspecified future so I often find myself wondering about this!

You can definitely say that, and it is lovely to hear! It's been a long journey for me, to learn about insects and arachnids and try to coexist. It's much happier to have roommates that are just little dudes.

I do eat my peafowl eggs! In fact they're usually the only eggs I eat. I have started eating the quail eggs as well, since we got them for eggs and they're easy to eat in salads and stuff. I don't really like egg whites, they have a bad texture and I'm just not that big a fan of the taste, but I like yolks, and peafowl eggs have huge yolks for their size, which are very viscous compared to chicken eggs, which trend toward being runny comparatively. There's really not that much difference in taste, it's a LITTLE different but I think if you did a blind taste test, I don't think people could tell for real. I don't think even I could tell for real.

There's actually no difference for eating if the eggs are fertilized or not. In fact you've probably eaten fertilized ones from grocery stores, especially if you've ever bought free range/cage free/organic etc. You'd never notice unless you know what a blastoderm looks like, and uhhhh well, even when you do, sometimes it's hard to tell, a lot of people get it wrong when looking to see if their eggs are fertile or not. If you haven't got a rooster they just won't be fertilized and you won't notice. Either way, fertilized or not, the eggs don't start mitosis until around 24 hours of incubation, so unless you or a hen is incubating them, they're not gonna grow babies or anything.

and don't worry, a lot of people wonder this lol I am happy to answer it again :)

#asks #anon asks #eggs #my pets #spiders

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zoobelle · 6 months

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No bad spiders: notes from an ex-arachnophobe

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Innocence

No bad spiders

It isn’t about you

Fear

To be weak

Understanding

Self

In you is me

Live and learn

Hello, and welcome to my thoughts.

I have been an arachnophobe for as long as I can remember. To this day, nothing has ever gripped me with such intense, debilitating fear, adrenaline, and paranoia as a spider has. To cry, to be grasped by burning adrenaline, fiery panic, mindless hysteria, for years, is a struggle; I know. I expected the fear of spiders to be something I would just have to deal with my entire life. I dreaded growing up and moving out; praying that my future neighbours would be kind enough to remove any eight-legged invaders for me when my parents could no longer save me from them.

I had a particularly traumatising experience at the age of 17, when a Giant House Spider (Eratigena atrica) fell onto my shoulder from my aunt’s ceiling. I’m sure you can imagine my immediate reaction to that. But what got me the worst is that her ceiling and walls were made of grainy planks of wood- the internal rings of the planks making any invertebrate perfectly camouflaged and indistinguishable. I felt crushed and suffocated in panic, feeling safe nowhere, I wanted to rip my own skin off. I was in hysteric paranoia for hours. I cried and shook until I nearly vomited. But now,3 years later at 20, that fear has decomposed. Only crumbs of arachnid anxiety remain in me, and for the first time in my life, I am certain that I will never be afraid of spiders again.

This is not intended to condemn, hurt, or guilt anyone. I understand arachnophobia is irrational; I had been painfully aware of that for years. I understand that no amount of logic and facts can overcome irrational fear. I only hope that my thoughts, as someone who used to be like you, might offer a guiding hand in your recovery. Your fear doesn’t serve you any good. It only hurts you and others. You deserve to be free of it, as do the spiders.

Here are the realisations I made during my recovery. I hope they help you as they helped me.

Innocence

No bad spiders

I will start this off by saying that I have never hated spiders. I have feared them forever, but never hated them. Ill-will towards them is something I never developed. Despite my anxiety, I had an undisputed respect and appreciation for spiders; I understood that my fear is not their fault. Hatred and fear are relatives, but not twins, not even siblings. For this reason, although I would never remove them from my presence myself, I would absolutely not under any circumstances allow anyone to kill them.

However, I understand that not everybody starts off with this perception of spiders, so allow me to defend them in the best way that an unqualified inter-species lawyer can.

Firstly, we need to establish that all animals (except humans) are inherently innocent. Guilt is a consequence of morality. Animals do not have morals like we do. Some more “intelligent” animals like species of monkeys may have a vague sense of crime and punishment in terms of behaviour: one monkey may be punished for not telling the troop about some food it found. But this essentially boils down to complicated aspects of behavioural ecology that I do not need to stray into today. All we need to consider is that animals, spiders included, do not have a sense of right and wrong. Arachnid biology restricts them from comprehending complex abstract human thoughts such as morality. A spider has no internal monologue telling it what to think and how to act. All a spider can ever do is react to how something makes it feel. Spiders behave in a way that their environment has selected for them to behave; the way they are is the way that has enabled them to survive. Behaviours evolve in the same way as any other trait, like fur colour, ear length, eye size. All evolve in a response to their environment. A spider acts in a way that enabled it’s ancestors to survive, not in a way that is a result of conscious thought and ethical debate.

If a spider runs, it is because your presence has scared it enough to make it run. If a spider bites you, it is because in its evolutionary history, biting predators is the behaviour that enabled some of its captured ancestors to escape and survive. It has only bitten you because you have made it fear for it’s life to the extent of needing to physically defend itself.

This thought brings us on to the misconception of “aggressive” spiders. A spider is not capable of being aggressive to humans. This is because spiders don’t predate on humans. A spider can only ever be defensive because of the power dynamic between us.

A fox is aggressive to a rabbit, but defensive to a wolf. A fox can eat a rabbit; the rabbit is smaller and weaker than the fox. A fox is defensive to a wolf; a wolf can eat a fox; a fox is smaller and weaker than a wolf. A spider is aggressive to a fly; a spider can eat a fly; a fly is smaller and weaker than a spider. A spider is defensive to a human; a spider is smaller and weaker than a human. A human is aggressive to a spider; a human can eat a spider. A human can kill a spider for any reason it decides.

A spider will never be aggressive to you because you are not something who’s interaction it can benefit from. When a spider and a human interact; the odds of the spider coming out of that interaction dead or injured or suffering other costs, are far greater than the odds of a human coming out of the interaction worse-for-wear.

A spider can be defensive towards you. It can act in a way that looks threatening because it is trying to convince you that it is big and scary enough to be left alone. It is defending itself.

There’s an unfortunate misconception about spider bites; staph infections are often misdiagnosed as spider bites and thus gives our arachnid friends a bad rep. Remember, you are not a spider’s prey, they do not want to bite you. They cannot eat you. You will only ever suffer a bite if you seriously threaten a spider to the point of it biting you.

I have heard before, stories from people who were adamant that they experienced an aggressive spider who hunted them down and was out for blood. This is incorrect, and impossible. You are incomprehensibly terrifying to a spider. Any “running at you” is simply a consequence of confusion, panic, and shelter-seeking instincts. All tangled in a web of fear to output an “aggressive” behaviour. That spider isn’t after you, you’re just an enormous tree-sized predator and it doesn’t know which way to run.

No spider is out to get you. No spider is even capable of being out to get you. Every spider is innocent.

It’s not about you

People excuse killing spiders for a lot of reasons. Often phobia, often ignorance, often arrogance. A common reason I hear is that “they don’t pay rent”, “it’s my house”.

As the title of this chapter states, simply put, it isn’t about you.

To conquer fear, you must abandon your ego, and perceived sense of value to a spider.

A spider in your house isn’t there because it is your house. It is there because your house is warm and safe. Safe, as far as a naïve, cold spider is concerned anyway. A spider’s brain is vastly more miniscule and entirely less complex than our own or any mammalian brain. A spider has no concept of what a house is, of what ownership is, of what a human considers its private territory; devoid of all unpermitted life. All a spider knows is warm and safe.

Warm and safe. Is there any animal that does not seek that. Is that not what you yourself seek in your home?

A spider doesn’t mean to intrude; it isn’t trying to be rude or impotent. It is just trying to find somewhere to live, quietly, warmly, unseen, away from preying eyes. It wants just the same as you and I want.

A spider doesn’t mean to scare you. To even be noticed by you is the entire opposite of what it wants. A spider’s utopia would be devoid of humans entirely. To a spider, a human is a death sentence.

Unfortunately, due to the aforementioned lack of neural advancement in spiders, they aren’t aware that a house (warm and safe) is the den of a (or several) large, incredibly dangerous predators. Your house is a pretty small area to you, but from the scale of a spider it might as well be a continent. Think about the enormous distances we travel daily. A spider will probably never travel as far as you do in one day, in it’s entire lifetime. If a spider is in your vicinity, it isn’t because it is there for you. It is simply existing somewhere that you too are able to travel to and exist in.

A spider might seek refuge in your house. But who’s home was your house built on? The reason we even get arachnid visitors is because our homes destroyed and displaced theirs. Where else do they possibly have to exist when we decide to move into their habitat? They were here long before us, we cannot crucify them for simply doing their best to survive with us. To survive despite us.

Fear

To be weak

We are all, whether subconsciously or fully consciously, aware of the power divide between ourselves and spiders. Why is it that arachnophobes are often so willing to kill spiders, but those with a phobia of dogs are never seen maiming them? We kill the things we fear; but only if they are frail enough, weak enough, small enough. A spider is far more breakable than a dog. It’s little legs more snappable, its little body more crushable. Its little claws, little teeth: futile. Fear does not equal violence. But fear and power does.

Humans are instinctively cautious of the things that do not look like us; but we are more than just beasts of instinct.

It is my personable belief that empathy is vital to overcoming arachnophobia. You need to be able to feel for other creatures in order to understand them, to remove yourself from the fear of them. Imagine yourself through a spider’s eyes to the best of your ability.

You are very small, and the world is very big, and full of things that want you dead. Amongst them are beings of a gargantuan size, thousands of times greater in mass than yourself. Who can travel vast distances in a single step- be everywhere at once. They are petrifying to look at; built strangely, with the wrong number of eyes and legs. They manipulate landscapes with ease. They are vastly stronger than you could ever comprehend. Terrifying, omnipotent, cunning, cruel, monstrous. And they are everywhere. You want to escape them, but you can’t. They made your home their home. They kill your kind unpredictably, but not even for sustenance. They are the most terrifying thing you will ever experience in your life. And they are out to get you.

The closest we, as humans, would ever come to experiencing a threat of similar degree is if Cthulhu were to come to life and multiply himself into the billions. We are Lovecraftian.

Understanding

Now, thus far I have painted spiders as harmless; which most of them are. But some of them can deal you quite some damage. You are wildly unlikely to be killed by a spider; 0.06% of spider species are deadly to humans. The US experiences about 7 spider-related deaths per year; the global average is unknown. Did you know that dogs kill 30,000 people per year? Elephants and hippos each kill 500. Mosquitos kill a million. This is not at all to demonise these animals- they too are innocent- but merely to put into context how unlikely a spider is to do you any serious harm.

Anything can hurt you if pressured to.

You can further reduce your minute risk of being hurt by a spider by treating them with respect and leaving them alone- don’t give them the opportunity to fear you, to defend themselves.

Mosquitos kill more humans than any other animal. Now, this isn’t their fault as they are simply just the vectors of disease; and it’s in their nature to feed off you, but fear not; spiders can help you evade them. Take a second to think of all the ways in which spiders keep you safe and clean. Our world would be overrun with flies, mosquitos, and other harmful bugs (and associated diseases) if not for spiders. Think about how many more infestations we would all suffer if not for spiders. As frightening as it can be to unexpectedly find an arachnid, it is not as frightening as malaria. Spiders are nature’s pest control; we owe them a lot for keeping us safe from the threats visible and invisible to our naked eyes.

We fear the unknown. We fear what is unfamiliar and not-yet understood. Education is vital for recovery. Once, little by little, we begin to understand and familiarise ourselves with the world around us; it becomes magnitudes less terrifying.

I’ve suffered from anxiety disorders since I was 12. I’m terrified of people. But I am far less terrified of my friends. I know my friends, I feel safe around them because I know them, I love them because I know them. I don’t fear what I know.

The GHS that fell on my shoulder was probably a male; he was likely in my aunt’s house trying to find a warm, safe place to get to know a pretty lady spider. I know this because I decided to google what species fell on me. I learnt that they breed in Autumn. I learnt their Latin name (Eratigena atrica). I learnt that they’re actually quite interesting, and have really beautiful patterns if you can get a good look at them.

This summer I had a spider above my bed. I nearly asked my dad to remove it, but I decided not to. She was an orbweaver. I don’t know what species exactly, but she was beautiful and harmless. Her web caught fruit flies for me.

I had a slight interest in tarantulas for a few years, after I watched one of my favourite youtubers talk about them. I got my first tarantula in 2021. This year I had 5. Today, as I write this, I have 4. I lost my first tarantula yesterday. When I first got her, she was only a baby, but I was still very nervous around her. Yesterday I held her soft little dying body in my hands and desperately tried to save her life from a bad moult. Her name was Kiwi, and she was lovely.

Keeping tarantulas has helped me with my fear of spiders immensely. First I was curious about them, then fascinated, then enamoured. My gentle curiosity evolved into love. How could I possibly fear something I loved? Something so small, so gentle, something that needed me.

Then I thought: what makes these spiders more deserving of my love than any other spider? And now I love all spiders. They still give me a little spark of adrenaline, but I love them. Today I explored my university’s spider lab. I looked at the baby huntsman spiders and the adult tarantulas, the baby ones too, and the wolf spiders. I felt nothing but wonder bloom in my chest.

Did you know they clean themselves like cats? Using their tiny little paws to groom themselves. Did you know that some spiders are social and live in groups- a phenomenon in arachnids. Have you ever seen a jumping spider gaze at it’s world with such curiosity and fascination? Have you ever seen a mother tarantula fiercely defend her babies? Have you seen one delicately and intricately parcel up her eggs into a ball of silk to keep them safe? Starve herself to protect them?

Did you know that spiders can dream?

Self

In you is me

There is no element or atom that exists in you, that does not also exist in a spider.

It’s more than likely that you have seen those profound posts online; how we are made of stardust, our existence is a miracle, a spectacular, unlikely chance event catalysed by the universe. How rare and beautiful it is to exist. Is that not also true for arachnids?

I am honoured to exist in the right universe, on the right planet, and at the right time to live alongside such a spectacular array of life as we have on Earth. And even more spectacular, is that not too long ago, we shared a grandmother. All life here arose from the same primordial common ancestor. Somewhere near the roots of the tree of life is the last common ancestor between ourselves and spiders. They are what we could have been. A simple change of direction down the evolutionary path. Our ancient cousins. Glimmers of familial similarity in our bilateral symmetry. They are so unlike and alike us. All the same parts arranged in a different but equally spectacular bouquet.

There’s a nebula called the Tarantula Nebula. It’s beautiful.

Neither matter nor energy can be created or destroyed. Maybe you’ll be here as a spider next time.

During your next encounter with a spider, please think about them. That creature is a miracle of chemistry and evolution. That’s someone’s child, someone’s sibling. Maybe someone’s father, or mother. Someone’s favourite species. A remarkable engineer. A master of physics and biochemistry. A housekeeper, an exterminator. A friend.

Live and learn

I know that many of the people who might read this some day, will have come here with a fear of spiders less merciful than my own. And that’s alright. We all start in different places. I don’t want anyone to feel condemned or crucified by this. I want people to understand what I, over the course of my arachnophobia recovery, have understood. If you feel guilty after reading any of this, I’m not going to tell you that you shouldn’t. It’s important to understand and take accountability for our wrongdoings against animals, to look inwards and move forwards. Bad actions and fear don’t make you a bad person, but the refusal to even try and change might. If you kill spiders, you have it within you to stop. You don’t have to live in fear and violence forever.

This is nobody’s quick fix, and I am certainly not under that illusion. Education and recovery takes time, quite a bit of it. I spent nearly 2 decades in terror. It’s taken me 3 years to heal. Healing comes in waves, you will take steps both backwards and forwards, but any progress, no matter how small, is still progress. Baby steps still move you forwards. Even reading this is progress on your journey.

Teach yourself. Take all the courage you have within you, and use it to google fun facts about spiders, look at photos of the cute fluffy ones at first, go to an exotic pet shop and take a peek in the display cabinets, join facebook groups for spider-enthusiasts and tarantula-keepers, watch videos from wildlife youtubers (but remember the clickbaity, sensationalist ones are designed to scare you).

We are not just machines or helpless static creatures. The greatest strength of our species is our ability to learn. Humans are blessed with a near-infinite capability for learning, and a web full of knowledge. I have the upmost faith in any arachnophobe, that they too can one day recover. For themselves, their peers, the environment, and the spiders.

Thank you for reading. My name is Belle, and I am a recovered arachnophobe.

In memory of Kiwi, and all dead-spiders.

#spiders #entomology #nature #arachnophobia #tarantula #arachnid #arachnids

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softichill · 11 months

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I finished that manga! Holy crap. If there ever was a piece of media I cannot show you. It's good that you've been knee deep in Magnus instead. That's less dark. I haven't read it but it's less dark. I can tell. Also.... YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I WANT TO TALK ABOUT SPIDER FACTS. Hngmpl. For example the pic you provided has such a large head! Most spiders nave itty bitty heads. Spiders have two segments (without looking I can't give you the names) that are the head and butt. That's where the heart is! The butt, I mean. You can see it beating in some of them but you can see it in some caterpillars or softer insects too. Kinda like a glass frog. Except it's tiny not clear. That soft thing isn't a rule but it's more likely. Spiders, psuedoscorpions, scorpions, horseshoe crabs, and ticks are all arachnids! They're family. And in that family spiders, psuedoscorpions, and even scorpions are renown for how much they love their children. Spiders in particular. Spiders have paws and bigger ones have really fuzzy ones. Not a rule, again, but fuzzy invertibrates are cool and that is a rule. Also tarantulas have book lungs! Like, almost true lungs! Once again impressive. Not many bugs get those and smaller Fairy Flies don't even get a heart so organs can be optional. But this post isn't about wasps, it's ARACHNID time baby! Like how there's only one documented herbivorous spider. Kiplingi, you're cool. S...sorry. I got really excited... If you need identification it's VERY hard to know what's in your area without outright stating your area(plz dont). Think of it this way, how long is a human stride to most spiders? You are miles long to most of them. And they have to do the walking of those miles on foot. A lot would simply see you as a mountain. So I can't give you an identification unless I try in broad strokes. But ask me about a certain topic and spiders and I'll do my best for my eight legged friends!

if this was a bit hard to get through here's the rec isolated for convenience: DJ Satomi- Castles In The Sky

Magnus is a podcast, actually!!! And it's not dark in a traditional sense but it's still pretty dark. As in "let's gouge our eyes out and run away" dark. Still fun tho!

Those are all rlly neat!! Honestly if I wasn't terrified of them I think I'd probably find spiders really cool. Shame that I have such an irrational fear :( maybe if the spider species I saw pops up again I'll try and get close enough to take a picture for more exact info

'''''' by x0o0x_!! Or, more specifically, by . Rlly cool music video, it's based on one of those Bloody Mary-esque kid rituals

#Ask #song rec

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neon-jackalope · 1 year

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Was requested to do all the numbers by @nicothepico

1. selfie

2. what would you name your future kids?

Hypothetically i like Athena, Gülben, Reza

3. do you miss anyone?

Some of my siblings

4. what are you looking forward to?

My trip to Washington this summer

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?

My coworker nate

6. is it hard for you to get over someone?

Used to be. Now i just move forward

7. what was your life like last year?

Stressful

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed?

Annoyed no

9. who did you last see in person?

My boss

10. are you good at hiding your feelings?

Very good

11. are you listening to music right now?

Yep, tan dun compositions

12. what is something you want right now?

To get railed and some kosher pizza

13. how do you feel right now?

Deeply and woefully depressed 😘

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you?

Uhhhh a couple months ago my mom hugged me when my dad died

15. personality description

Rolf from ed,edd and eddy but make him spooky and jewish

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t?

Yes. Its a daily struggle

17. opinion on insecurities.

Its normal but you should work past them

18. do you miss how things were a year ago?

Absolutely not

19. have you ever been to New York?

Used to live there

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?

Cruel by tori amos

21. age and birthday?

Gregorian july,1st 1992. Hebrew 30th of sivan 5752. Age 30

22. description of crush.

Truthfully like my uncle anush

23. fear(s)

The ocean, jellyfish, arachnids, christmas nutcrackers

24. height

5’10” / 177.8 cm

25. role model

Che guevara

26. idol(s)

Uhhhhh none?

27. things i hate

Cauliflower. Texas

28. i’ll love you if…

You let me info dump and actually take an interest in what im going on about

29. favourite film(s)

10 things I hate about you, the craft, fiddler on the roof, yentl, umma

30. favourite tv show(s)

Inuyasha, naruto, uhh various documentary shows

31. 3 random facts

I assume about me so..

1. I have marfan syndrome

2. Im multilingual

3. I have 14 siblings

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?

Mostly equal mix at this point, though most of my close friends are neither

33. something you want to learn

How to sing

34. most embarrassing moment

Thats hard because im a fool. Probably when i out of habit from my job, i met newbies in my synagogue and i reached to shake the wifes hand and i forgot she already told me she was shomer negiah

35. favourite subject

Geography

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?

Spiders crawling out of my mouth

Going back to school and my hebrew teacher speaking to me backwards

Becoming an artist

37. favourite actor/actress

Michelle yeo, melina kanakaredes , parminder nagra.

38. favourite comedian(s)

Kathleen madigan, margaret cho,

39. favourite sport(s)

Soccer/futball. Hockey