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anxiousdreamcore · 7 months

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Will you ever make these Street Kid Spider fic or art? I still have your AU somewhere in the back of my mind

(Street kid!Spider AU introduction post)

I’m honestly amazed ppl still want it 😭 🫶 I’m currently a bit busy but here’s a little drabble to quench your hunger;

Kiri couldn’t help but aww at the cats curling around her, meowing in curiosity. Their old neighborhood had little to none strays but those who survived there had been very agressive. It was a surprise to see such a big pack of animals practically welcome her in.

Then again, she always had a way with fauna.

Traversing the abandoned mall, so overgrown it long turned into a jungle, she eyes the rusted metal and fading plaques. The sight was almost apocalyptic, if not for the blooming greenery in every crevice.

And then a loud clang erupted through h the corridor. Strays jumped in surprise, hiding behind their new friend, but the noise was made by a falling metal pipe. Nothing to be afraid of.

However, the featherlight steps that followed were a more valid reason for alarm. They sounded human. Kiri wasn’t alone.

The girl was taught better than this, she told herself as she followed the noise. She was taught better than to wander the abandoned shopping district after school and follow mysterious sounds.

She knew better, she thought, carefully climbing a tree into a dark attic.

The room seemed completely empty at first, safe for the napping cats on the old mattress, but the more Kiri looked, the more evidence she gathered that the old storage space was clearly lived in. There were personal items scattered about, like stacks of old, worn comic journals and then a smaller stack of equally worn sketchbooks. There was a tattered skateboard placed against the wall, and graffiti on the other side of the room, with spray-paint bottles resting on the floor. Above the mattress hung taped Christmas lights, and under them, a number of sketch pages detailing environments, stray animals, plants, people, and even some mythical creatures from the Na’vi religion, like the strong angstik or the gentle atokirina.

A Na’vi artist? Kiri thought, smiling. The stranger she’d heard not long ago suddenly seemed much less threatening.

“Have your mama never taught you how to knock?” Then came a raspy voice from behind her, sending an immediate chill down the girl’s spine. It felt cold, but youthful. Its owner couldn’t be much older than her. Slowly she turned, her blue eyes meeting a pair of deep brown ones, staring directly into her soul.

It was a teenage boy, but quite the bulky one for his age, if his scratched and bruised biceps were anything to go by. He wore a pair of camo pants, decorated with beads and trinkets, tucked into miss-matched boots. There was some hand-crafted jewelry on his wrists, and a necklace tied around his neck two times over. Some small wooden trinket hung off of it, together with a small crystal, but the clothing was by far not what grabbed Kiri’s attention most.

This stranger had what she could only describe as a lion’s mane. His hair, pale at the ends and dark at the roots, curled and coiled around his face, then shoulders, like a pack of vipers and she could see braids, big and small, hang in no particular pattern, as if the kid braided them out of boredom and just left them there.

“Uh, sorry? I got curious. Your pets are cute…”

“They’re not pets. I don’t keep them here, and they don’t rely on me for food.” He responded, deadpan. “You can’t own a cat, or any animal really, only be part of their pack.”

Kiri’s eyes widened, surprised at the respect he payed these creatures, then proceeded to smile once more. His manner of speaking about living beings very much sounded like something her grandma Mo’at would say.

“Of course. Never thought otherwise.” She responded gently, and the stranger relaxed his stance, carefully approaching. Kiri could now see that the "print" on his old shirt was actually a painted image of a viperwolf, another mythical creature spoken of in Na’vi legends.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Kiri. Kiri te Suli Kìreysì'ite.” She reached her hand to her forehead and gestured forward, gauging if he’d know what it means. Na’vi culture often fell victim to people who liked it only for the visual appeal, but the greeting was a lesser known sign, only something the people did towards their own. “My family moved into town couple days ago.”

The blonde tilted his head akin to a feline, eyeing her face, before his brows relaxed and he repeated the gesture, proceeding to switch into fluent Na’vi, which was another pleasant surprise. “Spider. This is kind of my house.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“Eh, you haven’t stolen anything yet so I’ll let it slide.” He shrugged, smirking. “Welcome to Awa’atlu. How’s the city treating you?”

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greyskyflowers · 1 year

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✨🌙 Magic AU ideas for fun ✨🌙

~ Please credit me if you use any of these.

🕸️ Ink spiders

Spider like creatures that tend to live in places with lots of ink (think libraries, book stores, antique shops, etc).

Most people think the black spindling legs are the creature and it's made of ink (hence the name), but the spiders are actually made of the spaces between words, the black ink is the shadow. They're very thin and you have to get close and look sideways at them to faintly see their actual bodies, which almost look like very thin glass threads. More of a distortion in the air than an actual image. Leave ink splatters when startled and make little clinking noises like tea cups when they get curious enough to climb something you've left close enough to the page.

**Think that photo of camels in desert where people think shadows are the camels

🚪Little shops in between the books on shelves in antique and bookstore.

They look like little miniature houses/apartments but they aren't fond of people lingering so if you look away they'll shut the doors and windows by the time you look again.

Some even take their welcome mats back inside.

🌌 Planetary rings can be bought for an unbelievable price but only the best magic users have them. They make amazing engagement and/or wedding rings.

🐠 If you find the right crosswalk in the rain, you will loo down between the painted line over a mirror image of the city, see fish swimming, leaves floating, etc. Stepping on the blocks gets you across but stepping in the water spins you around and you end up in the city. If you look up you'll see the blocks in the sky and fish swimming high above like clouds. You can watch people walking across the street above you.

This is the only way to find certain magic market places and it can be hard to find the right crosswalk. People usually end jumping in lots of puddles trying to find the right one.

**You leave the same way

🌧️ Kitchen clouds that rain spices

🌊 The most expensive and rare lace is foam from the sea pulled off at high tide under a full moon. White with the gentlest hints of blue, perfectly imperfect in it's details. They say it smells of salt and feels cool against the skin.

**Sold by mermaids, sirens, ocean nymphs. If you buy if from someone else it's probably fake

💡Sting lights that fly off the string when not in use and flicker on and off around the room. When you ask for light or turn it on, they all come floating in to sit on the string at their spots.

**Like lightning bugs but just little puffs of light

🌱 Rooms where grass grows on the floor or up between floorboards. Wildflowers and clover joining it. Sometimes sunflowers pop up to keep depressed or sick people company, common in hospitals

🛁 Night bath bombs: Black ones that turn the water black and silver dust forms accurate constellations in the water.

Cloud bath bombs: White ones that cover the top of the water in rolling puffs that look like cotton but dissipate like fog when you wave your hand through it.

Ocean bath bombs: Blue ones that foam and make small waves, sea salt scent and the grit of sand at the bottom of the tub.

Rain bath bombs: Grey ones that smell like rain and look like puddles, the occasional leaf or two floating by, and the perfect warm summer rain feel and smell.

🎨 Colorful butterflies like paint chips travel together and always form beautiful murals when they land. They usually stay for awhile before getting up to move their artwork to somewhere else.

🐙 Upside down flowers that move like octopus, the petals like little legs they scurry around on. They sometimes produce pollen puffs when startled or angry.

🦷 Dentists that do teeth whitening for vampires

👗 Dresses with flower edges, the skirt made of stems all going up to form the waist with leaves occasionally helping to cover and the flowers all at the bottom. Living dresses.

Along the same thought, flowers that weave in your hair and stay, Ivy, lavender, gardenia, etc.

🥪 Swamp houses on giant lilly pads with monsters that lives in the muddy waters, ancient beings that adore grilled cheese and will accept it as an offering of friendship.

🐾 Veterinarians that can speak multiple animal languages and can ask animals what's wrong as well as follow up on any neglect or abuse claims

⚓ Tattoos that move and change as the person does. Flowers that go through blooming and wilting. Words that change fonts. Animals that wonder around the body. Anchors that sink down to the feet. Watercolor that leaves the skin damp

🛒 Groceries that pop into your kitchen as you order them.

**They keep putting the milk in the wrong place and at this point you think it's just to fuck with you.

🪞 Store changing rooms have two types of rooms available, with mirrors that flatter and support, or mirrors that are brutally honest and occasionally hurtful.

💉 Werewolves that need to stay up to date on their rabies/disease shots instead of their flu shots.

💰 The best thieves and scammers are fae because they're amazing at getting information, names, numbers, etc. Also kitsune because of their remarkable cuunning and playfulness.

💧 Depression medicine that shoos away the rain clouds over your head

Calming tinctures that literally stop your head from spilling

Warming spells that start at you toes and roll up your body like sinking into warm water

Cooling spells that run down from the top of your head like a cool shower

💀 Classroom skeletons that teach their own classes and love dad jokes. Real ones that tell stories from their lives, or died very recently but it was in the middle of the semester and they still have shit to do. Fake skeletons that like to pretend they were famous/fictional people and spread completely ridiculous and often hilarious rumors.

🏘️ Ghost towns/neighborhoods like spirited away. Quiet and empty during the day but bustling streets and shops as the sun goes down. They aren't on maps for a reason - tip your hat or nod your head and remember your manners while quickly passing through

🌫️ Spells that hide your home from those with ill intentions. Sometimes they can't see your house or it looks abandoned. Sometimes it switches the roads around so none ever lead to you. Those with good intentions will always find their way to you, even if they get lost.

**Think irish proverb about the road rising up to meet you vibes

🗑️ The creature that lives in the break room trashcan always has the latest gossip and will gladly trade you some in return for some old coffee or a snack from the vending machine.

🐌 Sea slugs as street cleaners, make their way through the streets at night in slow wiggles like how they clean the bottom of the ocean.

**Often cause traffic delays if they get behind and can stay out til morning, so listen to the local morning radio to make sure to avoid any road closures due to slug

👁️ Seers make the best personal assistants, front desk, nurses, etc. Catch things right as they fall, will call and reschedule appointments before people know they need to, can make sure messages get where they need to go exactly when needed.

**Fake seers will sometimes try to pose as weathermen or similar to get some fame and money. They usually get booted quickly.

🌿 Eucalyptus that grows in the shower and greets you in the morning with happy waves and wishes you good night in the evening. Moss that grows on the floor like a rug and sprouts like flowers when it thinks you need some cheering up.

⌛ Time delays are a thing, however they must be approved by the time equality agency. You can request to change the hours in your day. For example, a student might request to have more time to study before their 7am final. If approved, they might have say 5am last 4 hours before time resumes as normal. However they'll have 4 hours removed at the end of their day.

**Kind of like daylight savings where the clock jumps forward and backwards

Usually this is reserved for very special situations as there's a lot of paperwork and requirements involved.

🚀 Spaceships gets stars stuck on the side, like boats get barnacles stuck to them, and they have to be scrapped off and throw back up into the sky

**Stars also go too low sometimes and get stuck in tree branches and gutters

🍄 Giant mushrooms used at part of the structure and/roof in forest homes. Living homes.

🌳 Willow trees are incredibly protective. If someone gets a willow whip mark (snapped a branch at them like a towel) it usually means they were somewhere they shouldn't have been.

🦋 Some butterflies have extra pollen on their wings that gets shaken off. This can be gathered and used in magic makeup - doesn't harm the butterfly as they shake it off themselves when it gets too heavy.

🐉 Fire flowers that burn blue at the base and end in flickering flames. Little embers in the middle like pollen. Very small dragons take the embers and soot like bees.

Please note that it's illegal to take anything from a dragon, including fire honey, but sometimes if you befriend them they'll trade you. Maybe a shell of honey for something shiney. They're fond of things like tinsel and shiney confetti, it's easy to carry and they sometimes wrap it around them like little scarves.

🗺️ Physical maps that direct you like Google maps but also refuse to ask for directions if they themselves get lost. Sometimes they fold on the sides like little arms on their hips when they're mad.

**Map: don't you dare pull over, take the turn in .5 miles.

Driver: There is no turn!

Map: Take the turn!

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honeysucklebuttons · 1 year

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Any Gonta hc's involving bugs? I'd love to hear them if you'll share! I'm curious what you got c:

Hello! Thank you for your patience, I've finally had some time to think about this wonderful question!! <3

_ In general, Gonta is especially protective of the bugs that have bad reputations. He loves and respects all of the amazing life forms out there, but there's something about them that he relates to, whether he realizes it or not. These misconceptions and fear of "gross" or "scary-looking" creatures that could be aggressive if provoked, with maybe a bite or sting or a disease inside them... well, he knows what that feels like to be seen on such a surface level. He's extremely wary of letting other people handle his own bugs in this category for this reason, until he's really truly sure that they'll be handled safely.

_ Some days it feels like he has an exoskeleton, because of the way the rain falls off of his shape, how kind words can bounce off and he feels like he has to show the side of him that won't waver. Some days he wishes he had one, because skin is easy to tear and bruise and blush, and oh, how it gives him away. But having bones on the inside is good, too.

_ I've mentioned before that Gonta sings a lullaby to his bugs every night, some tune he made up or learned while he was lost. (Maybe he managed to learn how to make certain bug sounds!!) This is true for both his bugs at work and at home! He might add words if there are people around that he doesn't mind singing in front of.......

_ Not really a hc, but please, if you will, imagine Gonta talking to baby bugs in a baby-talking voice, like most people do with pets. He doesn't use it with the adults, though - they deserve to be talked to like adults, after all!

_ Gonta building fun enclosures!! (I'm thinking about people with pet jumping spiders, specifically this one person who made their spider a miniature cat tree to explore for enrichment.) He knows what they need, and he can communicate with them to make their short life spans much more exciting! (Setting up tea parties with things they can eat; having an indoor garden area for the pollinators; etc)

_ There are many reasons that Gonta tears up or cries when his bugs are concerned. Celebrating an unexpectedly long life span, happy birthday!! A fight breaking out that he couldn't stop, between bugs that should have been just fine together... A new clutch of babies are hatching!! Oh, none of them made it... Having a staring contest with someone who follows his every movement!! A funeral for someone he's had a long time... Matchmaking a compatible match, they seem very happy!! An accident happened with the enclosure, or the food, or a person mishandled one of them... At the end of the day, sometimes just thinking about bugs is enough to do it!!!! And sometimes, "IT'S JUST SO TINY" is as valid a reason as any :D

_ Gonta is That Guy at bug conventions- people whisper excitedly about him as he passes by, ask for photos, and more than once, he's had someone come up to him and ask anything from, "Would you like to hold my [species name]?! I'd be so honored if you did!!" to "Would you like to be featured in our publication? Your work proceeds you!" He's getting used to it, slowly.

_ Gonta talks to himself. Gonta also talks to bugs and other creatures. It's hard to tell who he's talking to if he's the only person around, sometimes...

_ He loves bug art and tattoos and, while he might not have any tattoos himself, he ogles politely when people show him theirs! At least a few people have asked to get his scientific drawings done as tattoos and he's always initially like "why tho????" until he sees it and then it's "!!!!!!!!!!!" hehe

Okay I think I'll stop here for now.......... thank you for the wonderful Gonta daydreams, I hope these are what you were looking for! (Hopefully you didn't want specific ones like... how does Gonta feel about ladybugs or something lol) (he loves them, next question) <3 <3 <3

#bugs #danganronpa #gonta gokuhara #headcanons #ask meh #anonymous #drv3

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make-me-imagine · 2 years

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Careful What You Wish For

13 Days of Halloween: Day 13

Plot: When Stephen decides he wants to make the sanctum more holiday ready for you, his spell backfires when all of the Halloween decorations come to life.

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Gn!Reader

Warnings: Violence, blood, knives, mentions of death (of fake creatures). Spiders. Snake. Brief clown mention. Mild cursing.

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Walking towards the sanctum library, you could hear Stephen reciting something, as a glow came from the room.

Feeling curious, you peaked your head in, seeing him standing over a fake witch decoration while reciting the spell.

You rose your brow as you stepped fully into the room.

"What are you doing?" You asked abruptly.

Stephen turned to look at you and smirked "Testing out a new spell."

You approached him, looking down at the witch, and seeing a pile of Halloween decorations nearby.

"A spell to do what exactly?"

"I'm attempting to enchant the decorations."

You glanced between him and he witch "Why?"

"'Tis the season."

"That doesn't tell me anything, Stephen what are you really attempting to do, and why do I have a bad feeling about it?"

He chuckled lowly as he turned fully towards you "You sound like Wong."

"That's not a bad thing, he's always right."

"He is not."

"Stephen." You said with a stern tone.

He rolled his eyes lightly "I thought you were excited for Halloween and wanted to decorate the Sanctum?"

"Wait, are you doing this because of what I said?"

He motioned his head lightly in response before he spoke softly "I want you to enjoy the holidays here, with me."

You smiled, feeling touched at his actions. You let out a soft chuckle as you spoke "I am excited about Halloween, and I did decorate the Sanctum, I don't need them to walk around the sanctum on their own. I'm enjoying my time here with you perfectly well."

He smiled but leaned closer, squinting "But you have to admit, it would be hilarious if Wong entered his office only to find a giant enchanted spider waiting for him."

You repressed your smile "Stephen." You warned again.

"Picture it."

Failing to repress the smile, it stretched across your face. You shook your head lightly. "Okay, it would be hilarious, but I still have a bad feeling about it."

"Oh come on, it'll be fun, I promise."

You sighed and shrugged your head "Fine, but if it goes wrong, it's not on me."

He smiled as he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "Deal"

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Humming to yourself as you walked down the halls, you stopped as you heard a scraping noise nearby. Frowning you walked further down the hall and peered around the corner.

Your heart jolted as you saw a tall hooded figure at the end of the hall.

"Hey!" You called out, feeling your defenses rise.

As the figure spun around, you felt your body jolt before realization fell over you.

The tall grim reaper decoration swayed awkwardly, it's feet scraping along the ground. A tall scythe held in it's hands, as it's empty eyes stared back at you.

You let out a soft sigh, knowing Stephen got exactly what he wanted. A quick scare, too bad he wasn't here to see it.

Looking one last time at the decoration, you shook your head with a soft laugh. Turning, you continued down the hall, wondering how many of the decorations were enchanted.

Hearing the scraping continue, it took you a moment to realize it was getting louder. Stopping, you realized it was right behind you. Rolling your eyes, you spun around, flinching slightly as the figure stood right behind you.

Your eyes scanned over it, before you saw the very real metal sheen of the scythe in it's hands. You frowned, as you felt a bad feeling rise in your gut.

Suddenly, the reaper moved with a speed you weren't expecting as it raised the scythe before swinging at you. Jumping back with a yelp, as you barely dodged the blade, the reaper quickly attempting to attack you again.

Crouching down, you grabbed the decorations legs and yanked them, causing it to fall backwards. As it fell, you ripped the scythe from it's hands before cutting the head off the figure. The whole body went limp as the head rolled down the hall.

You let out a heavy breath as you looked at the very real scythe in your hands. Your heart was pounding heavily in your chest as adrenaline ran through you.

Looking around with a rush of fear and frustration you called out "Stephen!"

Hearing no reply, you ran through the sanctum, searching for him. Finally finding him, you rushed into the room, breathless.

Seeing you, Stephen stood up, concern lacing his face and voice "What's wrong?"

"Whats wrong is that one of your enchanted decorations just tried to kill me." You held out the scythe as you spoke.

Stephen frowned as he walked up to you, grabbing the scythe "The grim reaper."

"Yeah! And the Grim Reaper just tried to cut me in half with that very real scythe!"

"Where is it now?"

"I took care of it" You breathed out "I cut its head off and it went limp, like it died."

"That's concerning."

"Concerning?!"

"Alright, it's very concerning." He admitted, setting the scythe down.

"How many decorations did you enchant exactly?"

He looked back at you with a slightly startled look "A few."

"How many is a few?"

"A lot."

You closed your eyes and let out a sigh "Oh great."

Hearing a loud thud upstairs, you both looked up, before locking eyes. Stephen quickly left the room, and you followed, wondering what you were about to find.

As you crept upstairs cautiously, you followed the sound of thudding into one of the rooms. Slowly entering the room, you heard clicking sounds from behind table.

Watching with baited breath as the table moved slightly with a thud, before you saw a large spider made of bones crawl out from behind the table.

You felt your chest clench as you let out a soft breath "You've gotta be kid-"

As the spider let out a loud hiss it leapt int the air towards you, you flinched back in fear as Stephen swung out his arm, casting a spell. You watched as the spider fell to the ground in various pieces, all of the bones clanking against the floor.

You let out a large breath as you shook your head, as if dispelling the fear you just felt. "Is that the spider you wanted to scare Wong with?"

He looked back at you and rose his brow "No."

Your face dropped, your voice holding a sense of defeat "There's another one somewhere?"

He shrugged his head "Yeah."

You let out a soft groan as you turned around into the doorway. You let out a startled gasp as you were met with large angry eyes.

As the tall green witch let out a wicked laugh and grabbed you, you felt your feet lift off the ground as you were pulled out of the room, and over the banister, hanging above the stairwell.

Stephen ran out of the room behind you, as his cloak flew off his shoulders and towards you.

Feeling the cloak wrap itself around you, Stephen attempted to take out the witch, but it dogged his magic and let out a loud laugh as it yanked you down.

You let out a startled yell as you felt yourself drop, as the cloak attempting to pull you from the witches grasp. The witches grip was tight on you as her long fingernails dug into your skin as she and the cloak used you in a game of tug-of-war.

Seeing Stephen out of the corner of your eye preparing to disenchant the witch, you saw a large white object appear behind him.

"Stephen!" You yelled in warning.

Just as Stephen was about to cast his spell, a white sheet wrapped around him, as the ghost decoration pulled him towards the ground, binding his arms to his side.

As Stephen struggled against the ghost, you felt the witch yank you from the cloaks grasp as she began pulling you towards the window with a great speed.

Stephen, managing to free one of his hands from the sheet, repelled the ghost before throwing it into a closet and locking the door. Turning towards you he saw you being pulled towards the window.

"Y/n!" He yelled out, before disenchanting the witch.

As you felt yourself begin falling, you closed your eyes. A moment later you felt the cloak wrap itself around you, before lifting you back up to Stephen.

Landing back on the ground, you let out a sigh of relief, as Stephen pulled you to his chest.

"Are you alright?"

You nodded with a sigh "Yeah I'm aright."

Hearing a fast paced clicking sound, you and Stephen spun around to see the bone spider, a few legs down, running towards you.

Stephen reached out his hand towards the spider. You flinched as it turned to dust before disappearing entirely.

"Alright. This is ridiculous, I need to cast a disenchantment before this gets out of hand."

"Before?!"

He looked down at you and shrugged his head "Okay, before it gets worse."

Seeing him looking over your head, his eyes widened as he grabbed you, spinning you around, away from something.

Looking back, you saw a large clown decoration, knife in hand, lunging at Stephen. Knocking the clown back, you heard Stephen hiss in pain as the knife cut his arm.

The clown laughed merrily as it jumped around out of Stephens view. Preparing to run over to help Stephen, you let out a gasp as you were grabbed from behind. Feeling a sharp pain in your leg, you began to let out a yell, but felt a hand placed over your mouth, muffling your cry.

Looking back over your shoulder, you saw the smiling face of a scarecrow as it began dragging you down the hall. Looking down at your leg, you saw blood as the scarecrow pulled the knife from your thigh.

Swiping your legs, you knocked the scarecrow back. Spinning around, preparing to fight it, you felt goosebumps rise up your arms as the smiling face quickly changed to a angry frown.

As the scarecrow lifted the knife up, you spun, kicking your leg out, knocking the knife from it's grasp. Ignoring the pain in your leg, you lunged for the knife, grabbing it just before the scarecrow.

Spinning around, you swiped the knife, slicing open its chest as straw and cotton became visible.

The scarecrow let out a angry muffled groan, but seemed unaffected. Lunging at you, it grabbed your arms, holding the up, along with the knife.

Letting out a frustrated groan, you pushed the scarecrow away, kicking it towards the banister. As it stumbled, you reached out, grabbing it's head. You yelled out as you pulled it's head off before quickly tossing it over the banister. As the scarecrows body began spinning around wildly, you pushed it over the banister as well.

Hearing a thud nearby, you looked over to see the clown decoration fall to the ground as Stephen stumbled out into the hall. Looking over at you, he saw the knife in your hands, and then the blood coating your leg.

His eyes widened as he began to walk over to you "Are you alright?"

"I've been better" You winced as you met him.

As he got to you, you both froze as you heard a groaning sound. Turning to look behind you, your eyes cast to the ground at the end of the hall, as you saw half of a zombie slowly crawling towards you.

"You really enchanted all of the decorations didn't you?"

He nodded "Yep."

Suddenly from the floor below you, you heard a loud familiar shriek. You and Stephen looked at each other and he closed his eyes briefly before shaking his head.

"I know. Be careful what you wish for."

Walking over, the two of you peered down over the banister.

Seeing the limp body of a giant spider fly into the wall before hitting the ground, you saw a bewildered and scared Wong came into view. Looking around, he finally spotted the two of you above him.

"What is going on!?" He yelled up at the two of you

You quickly pointed at Stephen "He did it!"

He looked over at you with mild offense before sighing and looking back down at Wong "I'm handleing it!"

Wong looked past you and pointed "Zombie!?"

You looked over, seeing the zombie getting close. Stepping away, Stephen walked over to it before casting a spell.

You watched as the zombie, went limp and fell motionless to the ground.

Sighing, you walked past it cautiously, and down the stairs, meeting Wong on the landing.

Looking down at your leg he pointed "What did that?"

Hearing a soft padding nearby, you peered into the next room to see the headless scarecrow wandering around, bumping into walls.

"That."

He frowned before lifting his hands and casting a spell. You saw as the scarecrow went stiff before falling to the ground. "Animation enchantments, are always tricky, and risky!" He finished with a pointed look towards Stephen.

Stephen, walking past you made his way into the library "I'm going to cast the disenchantment!" He called back over his shoulder.

"You're just now doing that?" Wong asked angrily as he followed him.

"In his defense we've been a bit distracted." You said while following behind

Hearing a loud shriek, you jumped as you looked back behind you. Seeing a large banshee decoration flying around above you, you looked over your shoulder at Wong, who stared bewildered at it.

Looking back as it spotted you, and began to fly a you with a loud shriek, you turned and ran into the library.

Quickly, you and Wong closed the doors, just in time to hear the banshee smash against the doors with a loud thud.

You winced before looking back at Stephen. "Any time now."

As Stephen began reciting the spell, you walked further into the room, stopping, when you felt a sharp pain at your ankle.

Gasping as you looked down you saw a large black snake latched onto your ankle. Wong, running over, grabbed the snake, pulling it from your leg, before he tossed it into a large vase.

You gripped our ankle as blood trickled out of the bite marks. "Son of a bitch!" You complained as you hopped over to a chair.

Stephen looked back at you with concern, but you motioned your hand at him "Keep going!"

You watched Stephen cast his disenchantment as you heard the shriek of the banshee outside.

Frowning, you looked over at Wong, who had a similar look on his face, as you both began hearing a loud thudding from a nearby room.

As you looked at the doorway, the sound coming closer, you suddenly remember what had been in that room.

Standing up you muttered out "Oh no."

Stephen glanced over, remembering as well "Oh yes."

Wong looked over in confusion "What?"

Hearing the loud footsteps just outside the archway, you both looked over to see the large 15 foot tall skeleton step into view.

You stood still, mouth agape, as the skeleton looked around, casting it's eyes over you before stopping.

Suddenly, it arched back before letting out a loud roar before it came stomping towards you. You and Wong both fell into a defensive position, preparing to take out the large skeleton.

But as it grew closer, you watched as it suddenly went stiff before falling to the ground with a loud thud as the head of the skeleton popped off, ad rolled a few feet towards you, stopping just at your feet.

Letting out a soft gasp, you kicked the head away from you.

Hearing thuds and crashing sounds echo throughout the sanctum, you looked over at Stephen who put his hands down.

Looking over at you, he nodded "It's done."

"Are you sure?" Wong asked.

Walking over to the vase, he reached in and pulled out the now rubber snake before looking back over at Wong. "Yes, I'm positive."

You let out a sigh of relief as you finally let down your defenses. Locking your eyes with Stephen you spoke with an exhausted voice "Net time I say I have a bad feeling about something. Listen."

He smiled and walked over to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead "I promise." He looked down at your leg and frowned "Lets get those taken care of."

Wong stepped over, gently grabbing your elbow and pointing at Stephen.

"Ah ah. I will help Y/n. You go clean up your mess."

Stephen looked back at you and you just shrugged your head as you turned to follow Wong. "Always listen to Wong."

Stephen let out a soft chuckle as he shook his head. Walking over to the large skeleton, he stared down at it and let out a soft sigh.

Hearing quick clattering behind him, Stephen frowned as he spun around to see a large spider running at him. Letting out a soft yelp, he staggered back, before quickly destroying the spider.

Hearing laughter, he looked up to see Wong, hands up, laughing at him. You were behind him stifling your own laughter.

Wong nodded his head with amusement "Payback."

Stephen let out a sigh as he lowered his head, shaking it, as he turned away. "Yeah, I deserved that."

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 2 years

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Dunno if you’re into oviposition, but I’m very much into it… and Vecna seems like a great choice for oviposition thots… 😏

I am!

And it DOES 😳😳😳

The whole "getting flung into a hellscape dimension and having your body flayed and warped beyond repair" probably ruined his uh...original method of having children. But spiders, they have hundreds--thousands! Once he breaks through to the other side and can remake the world as he sees fit, his Darling can raise a brood. He knows so much about the Upside Down, and its heard his desire for revenge, for allies and minions, for a way to break through, AND for how he can have a "proper" family.

Of course, it's not without its downsides. Demogorgons are creatures that are averse to fire, but use heat as a method of tracking and seeing. And whatever Vecna's doing to his prey-mate-thing (the human with his scent all over them), it's making them very warm. So they just sorta...stand there and are curious, just watching the whole time. Personally I would not lose my sexual drive at all if a group of Demogorgons was watching me get tentacled, slimed, and egged (in that order, potentially repeated) but Vecna doesn't like any distractions.

There's also the problem of his Darling's size. Female spiders can take hundreds, thousands of eggs at once. But his Darling just isn't made that way; she can only take ten or so, maybe twenty with enough preparation. He enjoys "mating" with his little Salticidae (a pet name for her, since she's so tiny and jumpy that she reminds him of the subspecies family of jumping spiders), but it takes such a long time to prepare as many eggs as he wants. It's a long process of preparing her, inserting eggs, fertilizing them, then taking them out to incubate and grow.

Lots of female spiders kill and eat their male after they mate, but his Darling's too helpless to do anything like that. One day though, when his future brood is old enough and has learned from him, he may let them consume him if theyre strong enough to earn it. It's just how nature works.

#tw: oviposition #tw: monster fucking #tw: tentacles #tw: noncon #fem darling #.stranger things #.vecna #yandere stranger things #yandere vecna #.myshit

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mymarifae · 1 year

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i think if you're scared of bugs and/or spiders and you'd rather not be, learning about and watching jumping spiders is one of the best places to start. they're very sweet, very curious, and very friendly !! they're clever little guys too - i think a lot about that one person who was knitting or crocheting or something and found a little jumping spider on their hand copying them with its silk. they have very good eyesight and are better at detecting patterns than elephants which is so fascinating !! when hunting, they spend a lot of time observing their prey, to determine if it's really prey for instance, and then to memorize its movement patterns and such. (jumping spiders don't build webs to catch prey! they stalk and pounce on it) and they have shown time and time again that they distinctly remember all of the different kinds of bugs they hunt and they remember what works for what and what doesn't. they experiment and learn and show some very amazing cognitive skills!! bugs (spiders aren't bugs but whatever) are usually seen as not having cognitive processes because of how small they are, and how different they are from mammals. but jumping spiders are here to remind us that we can't be so close-minded

like. just an example of how impressive jumping spider cognition is: the genus portia eats almost exclusively other spiders and it tailors its techniques to the specific species it hunts. and like, well just look at this

jumping spiders have also been observed to Plan. rather than charging directly at prey, or just somewhere it wants to go, a jumping spider will sit and observe its surroundings (with its very very very advanced little eyeballs!!) and determine the best possible route to get what it wants, even if it means going the "wrong" way at first. they have little minds and an understanding of the world!! they think - not in exactly the same way humans do, but they aren't mindless. they experience pain just like any other animal, they want to eat well and be hydrated, and they want to be safe and live their tiny little lives.

and this doesn't apply only to jumping spiders. it applies to all bugs and spiders and what have you!!

when it comes to being afraid of bugs, it's really, really important to remember that it's just a little life. it's not any less significant than yours! you don't have to love it, but you should respect it. don't stomp and kill and spray with poison needlessly :( like, it's literally not going to hurt you. it has no interest in hurting you. bugs and spiders are not malicious creatures. they're either terrified of you or they're confused and have no idea what the fuck you are. and are also kind of terrified but as frequently observed with jumping spiders, some species are bold! and curious!

but a bug will never attack you. think about it: they're tiny. defense mechanisms like biting and stinging take a lot of energy and may even result in their own deaths. they aren't interested in dying. they'll only defend themselves if they feel threatened.

every species, every ecosystem, every life plays an important role on this planet. just because you find it easier to relate to a cat than a wasp doesn't make the wasp's life lesser. just because it's easy for you to kill bugs doesn't mean you should. in fact, i think that because it's so easy for us to kill them and destroy their homes it's imperative that we make the effort to be gentle and kind.

if a bug is in your home... so what? is it actively causing you harm or is it just hanging out in a corner somewhere? because 80% of the time it's going to be the latter, not the former. but if its presence is really bothering you or if it's like, a black widow trying to make your bedroom her new house, is... killing it really your best choice? grab a cup, grab a piece of paper, and move it outside. i understand that getting close enough to catch a bug when you're afraid of it is hard but i don't think it's fair to just kill it. would you kill a cat that wandered onto your porch or something ?? no?? why is it different for a bug :(

our world is a beautiful place and we coexist alongside some amazing species. take a little time to try and respect all of them 🫶🏾 no love necessary! just respect!! but you'll notice that things aren't as lonely and disconnected when you start to value the little lives, too

#i get very emotional over this :(( it's so common to be cruel to bugs and it makes me so so so so sad #be nice to everything please.........

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anthromimicry · 4 days

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🐛 (Curious!!)

hello, hello, @smilingmxsk! thank you sooo much for sending me this ask :D i'm honestly VERY excited to get started with these, but without further ado, let me tell you what insect i associate with your muse: for margaret, i associate her with the cardinal jumping spider. now just in case you are uncomfortable with images of spiders, i am going to put a picture of the spider at the bottom of this page, but the reason why i associate your muse with this insect in particular is for numerous reasons. as their namesake might suggest, like a cardinal, their coloring is red and they also have a bit of black mixed in with their hair. and both of these colors seem to be a prominent feature in your design of marg — which is awesome, by the way!

i also chose this jumping spider in particular because they have what is called an 'evolutionary advantage.' this essentially means that they developed a trait over time that helps them survive in the wild and this advantage is that they mimic the velvet ant with their coloring; because red, whenever it is in nature, usually screams ' do not mess with me ' to predators as the more vibrantly colored an animal is... the more poisonous/venomous they tend to be. however, jumping spiders themselves are not poisonous so this is kind of just a way for them to avoid predators and so, i feel like that reminds me of shade a bit though it does seem like they are certainly dangerous themselves LOL. it just reminded me of marg a bit because she does seem to have a dual nature to her from what i understand; what with her being partly under shades influence sometimes, and just simply being herself at times, as jumping spiders themselves are actually known for being quite amicable + curious enough to explore people's hands if you were to reach out to them.

but yeah, so they're basically chill little creatures, though they will bite if/when they feel really pressured or attacked by something. one cool fact about them as well is that the females could be seen as more imposing because they are bigger in size and so that could sort of translate to shade being a part of marg now. they also have excellent eyesight and tend to notice everything around them. which, is a trait that i believe fits your muse pretty well, though i could be wrong. do let me know whether anything i said here is inaccurate and/or could be phrased a little better as i do firmly believe that the creator of the oc knows their character the best, of course, but i hope that you liked this little drabble of mine and it was also at least moderately accurate haha! thanks for the ask, again, and the spider will be beneath the read more sign here just in case anyone of y'all have arachnophobia.

#ALL POWER DEMANDS PAIN AND SACRIFICE: musings.#asks.#tw: arachnophobia.#jumping spiders really are like 'the chill guy' of spiders tbh LOL but of course they could still be viewed as intimidating especially-#in the cardinal's case bc of their coloring in relation to predators and if you don't know much about them since they could look-#rather dangerous up front buttt they're not ultimately poisonous so it's all good (':

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encephalitis-on-sundays · 10 months

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Avatar The way of War

Fanfiction Chapter 5

A lot of characters including a few ocs through out the entire story, yet it's mostly Spider. Or we'll the future chapters are gonna stay focused on him more. Anyways this one was difficult cause I have a friend writing an ocs part and she can't format to save her life and im too lazy or tired to edit every word she writes. In regards to that I am sorry if at certain parts with her it is difficult to understand. I'm sorry but hey, that's how she goes. ))

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The way their bodies flowed in perfect unison was enough to give the bravest a cold chill. Warr ak stills the moment she thanks him, and he is ever frozen when she places her hand on his face gently. He reaches up to feel where a hat would be and laughs, "That it would" He replied before stepping out of the bungalow after she had.

Curious eyes stay gazing at the pair as he showed her past the clan and to where Ajake had been waiting for them. Sadly there wasn't much time to explore the island, at least not until things were settled and cooled down.

"Right on time" Ajake spoke up as he tightened his comm on his beaded necklace. "Go quickly and stay low" He commanded before making the bond and jumping onto his living vehicle.

Warr ak approached the banshee casually and with no fear, he ushers for Alice to join him.

"They can be gentle creatures if you don't do them harm" He explained softly before hopping up onto the creature, his can't reaching down to collect hers and pull her up to sit in front of him.

"see, kinda fun right?" He says as they take off after Ajake, on their journey back to the forest, back to family.

"It's a days ride" He added, giving her an estimated time of arrival, and hoping she did not mind the long ride, or the short distance between them.

She watches him link to it with a newfound fascination. A bit in shock, she takes his offered hand and finds herself astride the fearsome ride. They have never been closer but her fear is threatening to consume her and she barely notices. She presses back against him with a squeel as they begin to rise before she can mentally prepare for the ascent. The height dizzying, she squeezes her eyes shut and tries to just melt backwards into him, 'Fun?...He is mad' but she remains silent just bracing her palms against the flying beast. The unwelcome air hits her face and she mentally dies as she learns she has 24 hours of this torture.

Warr ak chuckles to himself knowing the first time riding one is the most grueling. His hands holding tight to the creatures natural reigns, and he follows Ajake lower until they are almost skimming the calm waters below.

" Remember Alladin? " He inquired, nearly about to bust out in song for her if it would help.

"I always think of this as me riding my very own magic carpet. I used to be obsessed with it when I was younger, when I was human. " he spoke happily and reminisced in his childhood as the moment faded on.

"It helped me" He adds, leaning forward to give her a sincere filled smile that shone within the nights sky like diamonds.

After awhile of them traveling in silence the water had vanished and they were familiar with the rugged terrain they were flying over.

"Beautiful isn't it? Kinda like a fairy tale right?" he says playfully as the wind picks up slightly and bundles them close. Within no time the light of day is gracing their faces with warmth.

"We are nearly there!" He called, knowing they were still off a bit, but hoping to ease her worries.

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The next time they went out flying was early evening of the next day, and Spider had been following Quaritch around learning of the newer technologies aboard all morning through afternoon. Shadowing the man wasn't as mundane as one would think, there was still some good in the other.

Now in the sky it was quiet with only the animals calling around them from the forest floors, Spider huffed out some air as he reminds himself of his past home.

"You alright kid?" Quaritch asks the boy crouched on the banshee to his front.

Spider jumped at the sound of the others voice ricocheting from ear to ear, and he turned his head back to look at him. "Yeah" He responds and shakes his head slightly at the others concern pouting as he returned to face away from this man. Quite awhile would pass before his ears overheard the Colonels Comms going off in his ear, that never happened, he turned back to give a look of puzzlement.

"Change of plans, kid. We got movement in the sky, Na'vi.." He announced with a toothy grin, obviously excited about who it could be.

Spider stay silent in thoughts of a risky escape knowing it might be his last chance before he is sent to Earth. Soon enough the Colonel narrowed in on two banshees in the near distance, and the kid already could tell who the riders were.

" Yip!" He called out loudly to gain the attention of the others, and snapping his head to the side to look at Quaritch when he was pushed down.

"Quiet kid! I'll unleash a buttload of ass whoopin if you give away our position." He warned his son before forcing the creature to go faster.

Ajake heard the others faint call and his head snapped back to take in the scene, sighing in relief to see Spider. His stomach churned as the banshee flew close enough for the man to make out whom be the second body in the air.

"How?!" He growled in disbelief, "Warr ak! Eyes on Spider, to your east" He called behind him to the two also noticing the other banshee grow close.

Warr ak cursed under his breath now realizing they were in danger and with little to no weaponry or defenses to get them out.

"It's just one dude, how hard could it be?" He states reassuring them both as he tugs on the reigns and nose dives.

This is the moment Spider had been awaiting, and he made a mental note not to fuck it up.

"I owe you a life, but I'm done!" He tells the colonel before allowing his body to roll underneath now dangling by the creatures neck.

"Miles!" Quaritch yelled in utter shock at the boys next move. He immediately reached forward to grab the kids forearm and tried to pull him up.

"Bro!?" Spider calls out down below them where Warr ak was leveling up their banshee just underneath theirs.

"Go bro!" Warr ak replied as Ajake came flying past them and shooting a few rounds at Quaritch.

This frightened the animal and caused the banshee to jerk back making Spider lose his grip. He gave out a loud yell as he free fell almost 20 feet before grabbing ahold of the banshees tail and pulling himself up with what strength left he had.

"That was sick, bro" He gasped lightly with a relieved smile at the other.

He suddenly got a wave of un-surety and against his greater judgement turned to look back at Quaritch. He breathed yet another sigh of great relief seeing the Colonel un hit by the shots firing out at him.

"Is he in sights? Is Eagle out of combat?" Warr ak asked, holding it together as he flew as steadily as he could like so.

Spider focused on what scenes were unfolding behind them with wide eyes forced that way from pure adrenaline. He sees Ajake now swiftly catching up to them as Quaritch falls back, most likely retreating after such a loss.

"I see him!" He calls happily before hearing Ajake whistle low and they knew to seek cover under the canopy.

Once on the ground the group took a moment to take it all in and find shelter for the evening.

"Spider" Ajake fetched the boy and put a hand on each shoulder firmly. "I am happy to have you back, but I need you to tell me how Quaritch is still alive... Do you know?" The man interrogated, happy of course of their successful outcome, but solemn and on edge with it as well.

Spider instantly looked to his side as he could no longer meet the others desperate gaze, and he swallowed hard before the silence grew to be too much and he caved.

"It was me" He breathed low and finally looked back to Ajake with a deep settling frown.

"I couldn't let him die- he saved me first!" He found himself defensive and growing in volume.

"Sorry, Sir" Came Spiders next words as his body sunk forward in guilt and conflicting morals.

Ajake stood completely horrified in the admission the young kid had given him, even after Netayem has died,

"You bring back the man responsible for my sons death!?" He growled loudly but soon masked the anger and bewilderment locked inside.

"I don't know what to say." The man admitted, raising a hand to his brow for a second of peace.

"Thin ice" He warned before nodding for him to leave him be and give him space.

"Go, dismissed-" he ushered when the boy just stood in defeat. He watched him walk off to join the others, his steps seemingly forced and tight facial expression showed how much reuniting came with hurt beyond this world.

#avatar #kiri avatar #avatar fanfiction #avatar james cameron #avatar loak #avatar spider #avatar the way of water #Kinda felt bad ditching my man Quaritch #He will be back soon #Spider is such a great character

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wabbitears · 11 months

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//drops my slug ocs hi

These three fuckers were made by ACTR for fun as funky little purposed organisms. These guys are part slugcat, part lizard, part other things, and while optimized for excellent abilities they really are meant to just be ACTRs companions

First off the Emitter!!,! Slug + Yellow Lizard + Centipede + Lantern Mouse. This goober can send out signals to communicate with their siblings (who also have yellow lizard antenna) or just to confuse other predators. They can also zap other creatures and give off light! Wowie! It just very curious and friendly :]

Next The Barbarian, its angry all the time. Slugcat + Red Lizard + Red Centipede + A Little Bit of Spitter Spider This fucking beast is a nightmare for prey to deal with, ridiculously strong and preceptive while also agile, highly intelligent, and covered in durable spiked chitin so good luck getting a spear in, got a powerful bite, and can of course projectile spit which thanks to the spider dna, is covered in paralyzing venom. Dont fuck with them or you’ll Get Fucked

And lastly, the Roamer, Slugcat + Cyan Lizard + Squidcada. Ze can run fast, jump fast, use its tail to yeet itself into the air, climb walls, and even fly. They really do be nyooming. Dudes a little bit of a showoff but is still a great friend to their fellow slugs.

I love all them so <3

#wabbits art #rain world #slugcat

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follyglass · 6 months

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Follyglass : Merry

Our parents warned us not to go beyond where the flint road stops and turns to dirt. They said danger lived there.

When we were little, we listened wide-eyed as they told us about Merry Blackteeth, and how she was always watching for an opportunity to steal children. They said she waited in the still deep of the dark river amidst the shining fishes that we liked so much. They said she lurked in the hedgerows next to the bull pasture. Sometimes, she was even in our very own house, spidered against the sooty walls of the chimney, eager to jump down and snatch any children who got too close to the fire.

Among us children, she became a shorthand for danger: “Merry Blackteeth will get you!” She skurked around our nightmares and we would wake up screaming her name. When the dogs barked vicious at something unseen in the night, we shivered and whispered her name amongst ourselves, sure that it was Merry Blackteeth despite the protests of others that it was only a deer. We were such good children that we located her in places that our parents never dared to mention; in cellars and closets and in the long shadows near the edge of the pines, her limbs ratch-crackit, her boiled-egg eyes staring, clattering her black teeth at us and slurring curses jittered with laughter. Merry was always happy to scare us.

When we became taller than posts, she became a dare. To prove we were brave, we stared into the deep water past the shining fishes. To show we weren’t babies, we stood, waiting – fear and thrill, or what might have been her fingers, intermingling on our backs, on our necks – in the night attic.

Somehow, we survived, and in surviving so many brushes with the creature, we became surer of ourselves. Merry Blackteeth became a line that separated us from the shiver-bone stories of our childhoods. Eventually, someone dared me to walk beyond the flint. I did, while laughing that “Merry Blackteeth stories are for babies.”

When you dare crack the boundary that restrained you, there is an inner plea propelled by the fear that has been a companion since you were small: please let me be right. Please let me be ok.

Each new step I took was accompanied by these thoughts. But beyond the flint, past the hedgerows, and wending through the potholes filled with April bright sky, I found a small but cheerful house. In the side garden there was an old woman who quirked her head at me, but still bid me welcome.

“I’m Mary,” she said, extending the hand that didn’t cup a baby squirrel. I shook it, thinking ‘Merry?’ while she pressed on in her introduction, “Mary Blackheath, nice to meet you.” When she smiled, her teeth were indeed black, which I later learned – but was at that point in possession of the manners to not ask about – was due to her habit of bringing her smallbrush to a fine point by putting it in her mouth. Some of the inks and pigments stained in her teeth.

She tucked the baby squirrel into a pot lined with flannel, wiped her hands, then offered me a biscuit with a curl of butter and honey. I declined politely as I could, the echoes of fairy feasts and being taken ringing in my head.

“Well, then,” she said kindly, “there’s always the cakeberry tree at the gate if you’re hungry.”

My “thank you” came quietly, and I left the garden, rounded the stonewall and hid until I heard Mary’s door close. Confident that I was out of her sight, I shoved handfuls of cake berries in my pockets and ate them all the way home, where I arrived with my lips stained – as my father put it – ‘ghastly red.’

Over the course of weeks, I found reasons and ways to return to the peace and plenty at Mary’s home, but mostly it was to spend five minutes there before the clatter and tremor of suppertime at my own home.

Only the most curious of my friends followed.

Mary spotted them and put out plates of sweet crackers and jars of jewel-colored jam, while saying loud enough to carry over the finches’ chatter that “everyone is welcome here.”

They ate. They met the real Mary. Just like me, they managed to find ways beyond the flint road. Our visits became longer. Our parents didn’t bother to care; after all, we were teenagers and they had properly taught us to stay from danger.

Around her chores, Mary told us stories, while encouraging us to do the same. When we began a prickly shiver-bone tale, she leaned in and asked questions, and through her inquiries our stories would turn soft and warm in our mouths. Fearsome dragons became fascinating spectrums of scale and wing. Lilynymphs called out songs not to mesmerize, but to comfort those whose gaze began to become lost in the dark water.

We didn’t know it, but afterward Mary took down all that we said with her little brush. Only when the pages were filled with her fine script and fantastical creatures dancing amongst the marigolds in the margins did she show the book to us.

It was beautiful; a new world we had made with Mary’s help. The book was nothing like the stories our parents had told us: stories to warn, stories to keep us on the straight path… stories that kept us safe with them.

And so it was that instead of being fearful of the world outside our village, we became curious and welcoming. With our gentle new courage, we stepped beyond the borders of the flint roads and out into the world. When we were older, we were humbled and ashamed to have ascribed such monstrous qualities to Mary.

Mary told us the truth. Not just about the world outside, but about ourselves, too. In a way, I suppose our parents were right. Merry Blackteeth did steal their children.

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Thank you so much for reading.

This is Follyglass' 200th stand-alone piece. Most little tales here are cozy fantasy, some are New England based, a few are horror.... nearly all are flash fiction.

To begin at the beginning, start here at Cake.

#follyglass #cozy fantasy #200 fictions

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adelaide-lanshasaa · 1 year

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Scenario 1 : Arachnids

Quick note : you will notice a mistake, as the Schaffenfest takes place outside of Bögenhafen. I did not know that when the characters played the scenario, thus, I apologize. This scenario takes place after the adventures of Chef, but the reading order does not matter much so far. Both are included in the first scenario as an introduction to the players. Some might recognise two scenario hooks from the 4e bood "Adventures afoot the Reikland".

Maria and Selgrim are walking in the Reikwald toward the wood exploitation of Willibert Klemm. Giant spiders made their nest in the trees, and the merchant has been loosing profit since, but decided to make money out of the situation, and asked for someone to get him some of the creature's silk for him to sell.

The young woman and the dwarf met on this occasion. They quikly found out that they both wished to travel to Übersreik, and that they needed a guide and some money. Maria traveled from her village in Tabalecland in hopes of becoming a knight for the Empire's army, and believes that the now politically unstable city will offer her opportunities to get noticed as a hero. As for Selgrim, he grew up in Bögenhafen until now, and wishes to travel as well, hopeful to find something interesting in Übersreik.

As they make their way on the path, voices catch their attention.

"Are you sure that's a good collet ?"

"I don't know, I'm a blacksmith, not a hunter !"

As they come closer to the voices, they discover a ginger haired dwarf and a young man trying to prepare a hunting trap, before noticing the two curious person.

After a short conversation, it turned out that this duo, Günther and Ökri, met today as they accepted a job offer for Doctor Malthusius. The man runs the Malthusius Zoopopée but his creatures have fought and killed each other, and other problems caused him worry for his business. With the Schaffenfest starting in a few days, he needs new creatures to present the public, and thus, Günther and Ökri are now trying to hunt for monsters.

"Well, we are going to collect silk from giant spiders for a merchant. If you joign us, we can help you capture one of them, and you can help us gather the silk, perhaps we'll make more profit this way."

Everyone agrees on collaborating, and soon, they arrive in the wood explotation. The trees are covered in silver threads, and the group starts gathering the silk, trying not to break the delicate strings. Unfortunately, spiders soon begin to carwl their way.

"Giant spiders ? These are merely larger then big rats !" complains one of the dwarfs. But soon, their number is overwhelming, and the fight becomes a real struggle until Maria kills many of them in a precise blow. Suddenly, they notice a man eating Drakwald in the tree crown above them, much bigger then the small critters that they struggled with a moment ago. Very much larger.

"We have to catch that one..." mutters Günther.

They begin to plan a way to trap it, using a rope and one of them as a bait, but when they finally look back up, the monster is gone.

The drakwald spider jumps on one of them, who barely rolls away from it, before running to his newly found comrades that hurried to settle the trap.

The quartet returns to Bögenhafen, victorious. Their hunt was fruitful, and the Drakwald they captured should satisfy Dr. Malthusius. As for the silk, the quantity is consequent. However, as they arrive by the city's entrace, another problem arises : guards are there, and walking in a city with a giant man-eating insect is not acceptable. Günther walks ahead, ensuring his companion that he can distract them. The uninterrupted flow of his words as he speaks to the two men drowns them into incomprehension. Meanwhile, Maria and the two dwarfs walk behind the two men, with their illegal catch.

However, as they make their way toward Mathusius' caravan, a guard notices them. A fight in town would draw too much unwanted attention on them, but a few Silver Shilings often makes a man willing to remain silent. With their purses a bit lighter, the four adventurers arrive at the caravan, and receive their pay. They also find Herr Klemm to trade the silk for silver shilings, and all return to a tavern, planning their leave for Übersreik.

All they need is a guide, but the next day, the bad news arrive : Selgrim, who lives in Bögenhafen, has to remain for a few more days, as he has been called to joign the jury for a lawsuit.

Scenario 2 : Death to the witches !

#warhammer #malthusius #warhammer fantasy roleplay #warhammer fantasy #wfrp #bogenhafen #adelaide lanshasaa #old world dissonances #warhammer campaign #ttrpg scenario #ttrpg report #ttrpg #dnd #jeu de role #jeu de rôle #jdr #drakwald #giant spiders

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lovelyfirebouquet · 9 months

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Early morning Clonidine dreams are fucking BIZARRE apparently.

-Held and cuddled a guinea-pig-sized jumping spider (I'm terrified of spiders)

-Met an anthropomorphic Ant man (very humanoid in form, nearly faceless except big black eyes, wings on the back of his calves that did nothing)

-Had weird monster sex with said Ant Man [HIS REPRODUCTIVE CYCLE IS WEIRD. WOULD GO INTO DETAIL IF ANYONE IS CURIOUS]

-mpreg

-We have a weird hybrid child? Top half baby girl, bottom half just ant butt and legs. Ant centaur.

-Their species is skilled with a bow and arrow straight out the ant.

-She has the strength and intelligence of an ant creature and the stubbornness of her human mom. She's a handful and she bickers with me a lot.

-Despite this, she likes a lot of my favorite things and we're similar in nature.

-Some evil guy doesn't like ant husband and I. Tries to trick daughter into poisoning us.

-Doesn't work. Daughter and I make up.

Random Additional Info

-Daughter loves eating tiny food, picked that up from her mom. Uses tiny silverware and eats out of tiny tins and boxes.

-Ant husband picked this habit up when he's stressed. Specifically will eat a small cup of rocky road ice cream with a tiny spoon or a tiny can of tuna.

-Ant and I have a friend, Moth woman, who lives nearby. She gets stuck in capitalistic loop of buying things and we convince her to give it up and be happy living in her empty house cave again.

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randowriters · 1 year

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Horror

D&F: Here is the last fic out of the three! Hope you all enjoy it!

DJ was amazed upon entering the basement. The decorations, the wallpaper scenery, it all felt like he had walked outside into the docks. Though, he couldn’t help but wonder why Freddy looked a bit…hesitant. “I really love what you’ve done with the place!” The music man grins, “I can even see a carnival from here!” The animatronic bear chuckles, “I am glad you love it, the S.T.A.F.F. Bots worked hard to arrange this setting for us.”

The disc jockey stares down at the casing in the glamrock’s hands. “Is that the movie?” He asked. The sense of nervousness made its return within the lead singer upon hearing the question. “Ah, well…yes.” He averts his gaze, “It…it is a horror movie.” A horror movie? That’s new, wonder where the robotic bear got his hands on it. “I know it is strange, I meant to grab a romantic one to match everything here but I was…distracted.” There is a hint of disappointment as Freddy explained. Almost as if he had already ruined their date.

DJ lowers himself down and offers an assuring smile. “Hey, that’s cool! I’m excited to check it out!” He said. The smaller animatronic looks up at him, “You do not mind?” The robotic spider lets out a small chuckle, “Nah, it never hurts to spice things up.” Couples tend to watch horror films on their dates. At least, that’s what he picked up on from overhearing the casual conversations of the employees. Besides, he’s curious as to what the movie has in store. Freddy couldn’t help but return the gesture.

“Alright. However, at any point if you ever feel afraid to continue watching, let me know.”

The animatronic spider tenderly wraps an arm around the glamrock leader. “That’s very sweet of you, but if you feel scared, know that we can end it and I’ll be right here to comfort you. ” He replied. The orange glamrock laughs as he nuzzles against the music man’s cheek, “Thank you, my brave Titan.” The robotic spider returns the gesture.

“Anything for my Melody Bear.”

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Oh…wow.

The movie started out slow at first, like all horror movies usually do. Getting to know the characters, setting up the scenario, and the whole foreshadowing thing that will make the terrifying scenes more interesting. Freddy found himself favoring the older scientist, who seems to have an interest in space-related research. DJ gravitated towards the space station pilot with a love of music. The cast was likable enough, besides one that was obviously the jerk of the group.

What the two didn’t account for was how GRUESOME the scenes would be. Small monstrosities crawling all over the human victims, the way the victims are devoured offscreen, even that scene with the pit was a lot. It didn’t even help that the monsters of the film are spider-like in design, which cause a chill down the music man’s endo. The robotic bear sits very close to the animatronic giant, leaning against his cheeks while glued to the screen.

“I did not know spiders could do that…” mumbles the glamrock. The disc jockey’s hug tightens a bit. “Me neither…” DJ agreed. They both jump as another jump scare occurs. “Ah…fake out.” He chuckled to lessen the tension. The glamrock bear places his hand on the robotic spider’s other hand, “The-they have done a fantastic job on the outer space sections of the movie.” The music man can feel the smaller animatronic’s grip massaging his finger.

“Yeah, I’m learning a lo-” He begins but is immediately interrupted by another horror scene, “NO, NOT CARRIE!” The sudden attack of one of the crew mates caught the animatronics off guard. The previous victims were at least hinted to be next, but to see this one yanked away by one of the creatures was a shock. “Noooo….” Freddy whines, “Please, let her live.” The disc jockey took notice of how much the orange glamrock snuggles against him. It’s comforting in a way.

…Now that DJ thinks about this. This must be what the employees were talking about. Wrapping around the date when they get scared, being a sign of comfort, all of it to get closer in a romantic sense. He glances at the distracted lead singer. What else did the human workers say? Just act all tough and brave, and one can easily get to some kind of base? Whatever that “base” is. He opens his mouth to speak when another jump scare startles the both of them.

Maybe he’ll try again when the movie takes a break from the terrifying stuff.

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In the end, the spider animatronic didn’t get his chance to act tough or brave. He was so absorbed in the scientist’s explanation in destroying the monsters that, by the time he stopped conversing with Freddy on the effectiveness of it, the movie had returned to the action. Since then, each attempt led to constant failure as DJ held onto the glamrock for dear life.

“That was incredible!” exclaimed the bear animatronic. While the smaller animatronic was afraid at first, he grew more and more excited after the plan devised by the remaining crew started to work.

“Yeah…”

“And the way they vanquished the monsters without destroying the space station was amazing!”

“Yep…it was.” The robotic spider sounds a bit disappointed the more he replies. The lead singer takes notice, “Is everything alright?” DJ snaps out of his thoughts and forces a smile. “I am.” He answers as the smaller animatronic frowns, “Really.” The orange glamrock didn’t buy it. Sighing, the music man scratches his cheek.

“I remember hearing some of the employees talking about acting tough to impress your date, and…I decided to try and do that during our movie watching.”

He lightly laughs, “I just realize how silly it was now that I said it out loud.” More than silly, the attempt was pretty dumb. He should have just enjoyed the movie like he originally did. The giant animatronic pauses when he felt a gentle touch against his face. “You did not need to impress me by acting tough.” Freddy stated. His face softens. “Everything that you have done for our relationship is impressive.” a genuine smile forms as the animatronic bear continues, “From the gifts you had given me, to all of our dates!”

The glamrock plants a kiss on the disc jockey’s nose, “You have given me so much when I asked for so little.” DJ blinks as he takes in everything that the smaller animatronic said. Blushing, he tenderly pecks the glamrock leader’s forehead.

“That’s because you deserve the world.”

Freddy giggles as his cheeks flush. “I am not sure about that.” his ears wiggle lovingly, “What I am sure about, is how lucky I am to have you.” The music man caresses the smaller animatronic’s face.

“I feel the same.”

The robotic bear raises his eyebrow. “Is that a line from the movie?” He asked. The animatronic giant smirks, “Maaaybe~.” The two chuckle as they snuggle together.

#FNAF: SB #DJ Music Man #Glamrock Freddy #DJMM x Glamrock Freddy #DJ x Freddy #spacetunes #fanfiction

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