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#switch!gwen
gaybananabread · 2 months
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I might be forgetful or just obsessed, but I don't think anyone's asked for headcanons about our Spider Gang: Miles, Gwen, Pavitr, and Hobie. >w< Or just your favorites, of course. I admit I'm most curious about Gwen and Hobie.
-Panda/Black Feathers
🕸️Spider Gang Tkl Headcanons☆
~What's wrong with both? But yeah, I've yet to do headcanons with these goobers. I don't know this “consistency” people speak of, so expect none of it. I do wanna add some other spider peeps to these, but we'll keep it to the Gang for now. Expect some more food, probably within the next few weeks. Thank you for the request!~
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🎧Miles🎨
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General:
We can all agree that he's a massive dork about this, right?
He's a lee-leaning switch, though it's close.
Loves tickling both ways, but can admit neither.
Boy gets squirmy every time the word is even mentioned. You bet he practically dies when any scene comes on TV
Lee:
Lee moods for him are quite frequent.
His friends have a system for detecting them at this point. Checklist and everything if they feel like being goofs.
Nervous giggles, extra knee bounces, higher voice, showier clothes if he's bold, easy blushes and jumpiness. They've got him down to a T at this point (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠)
Super squirmy lee, you almost definitely need to pin him if you wanna live. Known for his donkey-kicks.
Worst spots are his armpits. He will screech if you even try to get him there. Not a spot for the weak-willed.
Melt spot is his neck. A few fluttering fingers, maybe gentle scritches under his chin, and you’ll have a giggly puddle of sleepy mirth.
Real easy to fluster. Say the t-word a few times, compliment his inevitable blush, maybe incorporate the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Immediate results!
He feels like he'd be super air-ticklish. Can not handle any wiggling fingers or sneaky teases.
Doesn't ask for what he wants, like, ever. Gotta use your detective skills around him (the checklist above is very helpful (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠))
Ler:
Such a shit, even though he can't handle a fraction of what he dishes out-
Absolutely webs people up to help himself (only if they're comfy with it ofc)
Very playful and teasing. You blush? Get ready for him to point it out at least seven times. Snort? Good luck.
“Your cheeks are all red, gigglebox. This fluster you that bad?”
“Aww, you snort? No, don't hide your face! I wanna hear it again!”
“What d’ya think happens when I go here? Yeah, right there. Only one way to find out~”
Once he gets a handle on his venom power, he learns that very small shocks can be quite effective in wrecking his lee.
So, Miles being Miles, abuses that knowledge at the most inopportune times.
Little jolts during training, walking through the halls, studying, you name it. By the end of the day, people are either ready to kill him or want him to just get it over with. He's happy either way.
Has high respect for boundaries. Before starting, he'll make sure the safeword is remembered and clarify what they're comfortable with.
Super nice aftercare. Cuddles, snacks and maybe listening to some music and napping on him while he sketches.
🥁Gwen🩰
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I’m gonna go with ler-leaning switch. Like Miles, it’s pretty close. These kids just love to laugh ¯\_(´꒳`)_/¯
A bit better in terms of confidence. If it’s a good day and the mood isn’t too severe, she can ask one of her close friends. Other than that, suffering until someone notices.
Lee:
When she gets lee moods, everyone is almost immediately alerted.
Either she has the courage to ask, or in the more likely event that she doesn’t, she’ll provoke everyone.
Snippy comments, crop tops, hair up, sarcasm for days, and THE SASSSS
If they don’t realize she’s in a lee mood, they’re gonna wreck her anyway for getting on their nerves.
A squirmer for sure, though not quite as bad as Miles. Careful of her legs, though. She was a dancer; that kind of strength combined with spider-power won’t feel very good to the jaw.
Worst spot is her navel. A few raspberries and she’ll be a cackling, snorty mess.
Melt spots are her back and ears. She loves light traces and scratches along her back, and a feather on the shells of her ears would be heavenly.
Adores cheer-up tickles. You’ll make her entire week if you gently trace her belly or squeeze her sides when she’s upset.
She’s got a really pitchy, bubbly laugh. You get her to belly laugh, and you’ll be rewarded with lovely snorts.
Ler:
VERY sassy and playful. Will tease the living hell out of you and giggle while she does it.
Anything she can tease you for, she will. Usually teasing-compliments, but she shakes it up.
“Such an adorable belly! It’s like it was made for me to poke and squeeze. Can’t deny its purpose, can I?
“It’s so easy to fluster you! I just need to say that one little word, and you can hardly breathe~”
“It tickles, does it? Sucks to be you. Now, onto those ribs…”
Gwen likes doing her nails with her friends, so those babies are always nice and tickly. The boys can never manage to keep theirs like that, no matter how hard they try.
She likes blowing raspberries if it’s someone she’s close to. Loves the silliness, and their reactions are just too cute.
Very good at giving cheer-up/comfort tickles. If someone’s upset, they go to Gwen for some special pick-me-ups.
Wondrous aftercare. Back rubs, praises and a movie night. She’ll even braid your hair if that’s something you’d enjoy.
✮Hobie🎸
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The switchest spider to walk the Earth, I dare you to fight me on this/j
So chill on both fronts. He just goes with the flow.
Has magic “can say the t-word whenever” powers, loves abusing them.
Absolute menace in tickle fights. He’ll either kick your ass, or fluster the hell out of you while you attempt to wreck him.
If anyone’s in a mood, lee or ler, Hobie’s their best bet.
Lee:
Okay, so…he definitely is open to being wrecked by his friends.
One of them has a killer ler mood? Hobie’s here to help. He’s gonna be all teasy about it, but it’s quickly replaced with giggles.
When he’s just straight-up in a lee mood, he can ask with next to no problems. Coincidentally, he “accidentally” flusters his ler more often than not.
If he just doesn’t feel like asking, he’ll put on a crop top, rest his arms behind his head, and wait for someone to get a ler mood or try something.
We can all agree that this smug bastard would try to fluster his ler, right?
Holding his arms up without being asked, telling them to keep going, how good they’re doing, “Ready when you are~”, teasing them for “staring,” the list goes on.
Worst spots are his feet, followed by his underarms and hips. He’s not always in the mood for footer tickles though, so the pits are your best shot.
Melt spots are his calves and palms. Mr. Guitar would adore some hand tickles, and the tall prick deserves some draw-backs.
Rumbly, base-sounding giggles if it isn’t that bad a spot. If it is, you’ll get loud, boisterous, scraggy laughter. Very fun to find and point out the differences to him, he’ll definitely appreciate it! ( ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )
Ler:
He has two sides, one very different from the other.
The first is gentle, comforting tickles. He won’t go too fast or vigorous, only upping the ante if you ask or seem ready.
“Those some cute giggles ya got there, mate. Glad you’re sharin’~”
“You’re adorable, ya know that? All blushes an’ squirms, but you ain’t said ‘stop’ once~”
The other is the one you should be terrified of.
Evil teases, immediate worst-spot tickles, keeps you laughing until you’re in tears (unless you tap out beforehand)
“Wha’s that? Oh, tickles, does it? Good, ya needed a laugh.”
“Man, you’re laughin’ pre’y hard. Blushin’, too. I didn’ know any better, I’d say yer enjoyin’ yourself~”
Either way, he listens to boundaries and stops whenever you ask/seem like you’re done. Boy is all about respect, in this sense anyway.
He definitely plays the lee-guitar game. Your ribs are now his strings. Might even get his pick out if he’s feeling really evil.
Changes up his methods for each lee (let’s stick with the gang’s regular moods here before I go on a tangent)
For Pav, he’s a smug asshole. Lots of fake-outs before he actually starts, continuously calls his reactions “fuckin’ adorable” to see him blush. No mercy until it’s needed.
With Miles, he’s a bit less evil. Mainly just teases him for being so ticklish and his blushes.
For Gwen, he’s rougher. She usually likes to forget her name, and he’s more than happy to help. Raspberries, teases, the whole nine. Whatever gets her cackling.
Amazing with aftercare. Will pull you into his lap for cuddles, and he gives incredible massages and back rubs. Praise for days if you need them, and even if you don’t, he’s happy to supply them.
🪷Pavitr☕
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Suuuuuch a sunshine boy I swearrrrrr ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
He gives lee-leaning switch. Loves getting his ass handed to him, but occasionally loves making his friends giggle and squeal.
Can admit that he likes both sides, though he can only say the t-word itself if he isn’t flustered.
Always up for helping one of his friends if they’re in a ler mood, and sometimes ready to wreck them for the greater good (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
Lee:
Loves being tickled, especially if he’s in a really bad lee mood.
Most of the time, he’ll whine to either Hobie or Gayatri that he’s “feeling fuzzy” and they’ll get the message. If he isn’t that worked up, he’ll flat out ask.
Very squirmy little worm, though he doesn’t flail like some of the others. Has accidentally headbutted before though, so careful if you’re messing with his neck.
Decently easy to fluster, though it takes a while to wreck him. You’ve gotta know exactly what you’re doing to really get him good (just ask Hobie or Miles, they’re loving narcs)
Worst spot is his belly, specifically his navel. Raspberries are killer for him there. Him and Gwen share a death spot and both torment each other with that knowledge.
Melt spots are his forearms and under his chin. Adorable to trace a few inches up from his pits and watch him dissolve. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t love some gentle tickles under his chin, can you? (answer: no)
Bright, bubbly, almost boyish giggles. Things get a lot pitchier when you really wreck him, squeaks and squeals coming in no short supply.
Ler:
Surprisingly formidable ler when the mood strikes him.
Most don’t suspect it to be that bad and give him full reign. They’re quickly proven wrong.
He respects boundaries of course, doesn’t ever go overboard. Takes breaks to check in and let his lee breathe every few minutes.
Loves to tease with compliments and praises. This is where he abuses his powers.
“Aww, your laugh is so cute! Who knew you’d be so ticklish?”
“That blush is just adorable, friend. You really have to show it more often!”
“I know, it really tickles here, huh? You’re doing great!”
If he’s feeling like a goober, he’ll play “Tickle Monster” and blow little raspberries on your belly. Might even make little “nom” noises while he does it to be a menace.
Loves giving tickle hugs. He’ll sneak up behind someone, koala-hug them and start wiggling his fingers into their sides. (Being short actually helps him there)
If one of his friends is upset or stressed, he’ll talk it out with them before suggesting a tickly cheer-up. If they don’t legitimately object, he’ll sweetly tease them until they’re all giggly and happy again.
SUPER sweet with aftercare. Cuddles, snacks, praises, and just general conversation. If you want to, he’d even be open to a nap.
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tickle-beans · 1 year
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SAY IT!
(@trrickytickle When’s our wedding?)
Ben lay upside down watching the t.v. He sighed and flipped through the channels bored out of his mind.
“Hey dork what are you doing sitting like that?” Gwen flopped next to him.
“You’re such a weirdo!” Gwen smirked poking Ben in the belly.
“Ahhh hey!” Ben giggled scrunching into a ball.
“Admit you’re a weirdo or I’ll tickle you to death!” Gwen grabbed him pinning him across her lap.
Ben stuck out his tongue.
“Fine then!” She dug her nails into his belly and he screeched with laughs wiggling and squirming.
“Say it!” Gwen yelled.
“Nehever!” Giggled Ben.
“Fine you asked for this!” Gwen dug into his armpits and her cousin lost it, kicking and screeching.”
“You’re such a baby!” She teased spidering along his ribs and sides.
“GEHET OHOFF!” Ben pleaded.
“I’ll stop when you admit you’re a weirdo!”
Ben shook his head.
“Fine!” She leaned in and lifted his shirt giving him a raspberry.
Ben screamed and finally broke.
“OKAY FIHINE I’M A WEIRDO!” Ben yelled through his laughter.
“Yeah you are!” Gwen let him go and he rolled onto the floor clutching his middle.
He smiled and turned his watch to Spider monkey and he smashed it.
Ben changed into the spider monkey and ran for his cousin.
“No! No!” Gwen yelled as she backed up on the arm of the couch.
Ben grabbed Gwen’s arms using two of spider monkey’s and lifted Gwen into the air.
“Don’t you dare!” Gwen yelled.
“Sorry gotta get revenge cousin!”
Ben used his other arms and dig the spider monkeys fingers into Gwen’s belly which had become exposed due to her being lifted in the air.
Gwen squealed and thrashed as the spider monkey spidered and monkeyed his nails all across Gwen’s bare midriff.
Ben then leaned and gave her a raspberry, Gwen squealed and screamed thrashing in his grip.
He threw her onto the sofa and changed back into Ben.
“Jerk!” Gwen grumbled.
“At least I’m not bored anymore.” Ben laughed.
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digestive · 29 days
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fox-guardian · 3 months
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[ID: Two digital drawings of Gwen Bouchard and Lena Kelley on gray backgrounds. Each image has a bust and a full body drawing of each of them. Gwen is a slim white woman with long blonde hair in a high ponytail, and she is wearing silver earrings, a white button down and grey off-the-shoulder sweater with the sleeves rolled up, a black pencil skirt, grey tights, black heeled booties, and a lanyard with an ID card on it. Her expression is annoyed-leaning neutral and in her full body drawing her fists are balled.
Lena is a slim white woman with long dirty-blonde hair and she is wearing oval silver glasses on a chain, a red button down with the sleeves rolled up, white wide-leg trousers, a light brown belt, and red dress shoes. She has an ID card hanging from her shirt pocket. She is frowning and her hands are held behind her back in her full body drawing. end ID]
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time for the girlbosses uwu
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kopimoss · 29 days
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Barley's adventures so far.
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eatspiderss · 10 months
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She said she "doesn't like Miles"
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oliveroctavius · 9 months
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USM #23
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pelinthehay · 26 days
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in a huge art slump rn but did some sketches of gwenny for the soul :)
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planet-nin · 11 months
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I'm back at it again with Ben 10 redesigns! Here's Kevin and Charmcaster
I promise I'll draw everyone smiling at some point I swear
Updated height chart under the cut!
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Yes that is Anodite Gwen back there but I'm not done with her and Lucky Girl Gwen so I'm saving it for a seperate post.
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Marvel Ultimate Alliance 3
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gaybananabread · 6 months
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Congrats on the follower milestone! If you're still taking orders, may I please have switches Gwen and Hobie (Gwen as the original lee) with pears and/or oranges?? They've become somewhat of a comfort duo for me, hehe :)<
Fruit(s): Pears, Oranges
Love these two! Writing for them is always fun, though all the spider scrimblos have a vice grip on my brain. Hobie gives off such asshole switch vibes, I can’t even- Went a little overboard with this one, but I have no regrets. (UvU) Back on topic, thank you for ordering your fruits, and I hope you Enjoy!
Switches: Gwen, Hobie
Summary: Gwen is struggling with her self-image, the negative thoughts creeping in as she stresses out. Hobie has the perfect way to help, and while it cheers her up, things don’t exactly go how he expects them to.
Warnings: poor self-image/esteem topic! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!
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Gwen stared up at the ceiling of Hobie’s inner houseboat, letting her thoughts drift. They weren’t going anywhere good.
She had failed so much as-of-late. Her dad discovering her secret identity, the anomalies getting out of control, the Spot’s wave of leftover destruction, everything with Miles… Even though none of those were truly her fault, it really felt that way; her mind took those feelings as grim, guilty facts. Growing tired of his bedroom ceiling, Gwen grabbed a pillow, burying her teary face in it. Maybe smothering herself in her sorrows would help…
Hobie slunk into the room, his cheeky smile falling the moment he saw Gwen’s sulking form. The punk sat on the edge of his bed, the old mattress sinking in with his weight. He poked the pillow, making Gwen huff. “Hey…what’s goin’ on, Gwendy?”
The girl groaned into the soft object, shrugging. “‘M fine…” The muffled lie was barely audible, but Hobie’s keen hearing caught it clear as day. So, so much was running through her mind, but she couldn’t burden her friend with those thoughts. Best to figure it out herself…probably.
Damn it, Gwen… A large, calloused hand rested on her stomach, one finger drawing small circles around the thin fabric of her t-shirt. “Not buyin’ that, sweetheart. You need some cheerin’ up?”
Small giggles slipped past her guarded lips, muffled by the pillow. As much as she wanted to deal with everything herself, some comfort would be nice. Especially the kind Hobie was suggesting… Gwen mumbled an “mm-hm” into the fabric, not pushing him away. That was all the lanky teen needed to get started.
Hobie lightly tickled her stomach, his fingers doing figure-eights against her shirt. The other teen’s feet started to drum on the bed, muffled giggles making their way to his ears. It was adorable, the way she let him cheer her up with the silly touch. It was clear the tickles were helping. “Aww, Gwenny, all ya had to do was ask.”
To anyone outside their inner circle, this might’ve seemed strange. She just let him tickle her like that? Yeah, she did; that girl was practically melting. In the midst of her bleak thoughts, a little fluff and silliness was like heaven. Tickling in general made her happy, but the gentle stuff from someone she cared about to cheer her up? Immediate serotonin release.
As much as he loved her muffled giggles, he was after a bigger reaction. The punk climbed further onto her bed, sitting on her thighs so she couldn’t kick him. Hobie grabbed the pillow, tugging it away from her face. The bright red cheeks and wobbly smile he was greeted with made him snicker. “Hey, girlie. No hidin’ those giggles; they’re too cute for jus’ the pillow ta hear.”
She whined through the adorable sound, half-heartedly batting at his hands. “H-Hohohobie! Quhihit teheasing!” To be honest, she loved the teases, but her cheeks were red enough without the cheeky words. “Sorry, but ya too cute to not tease. ‘M sure you’ll survive.” He slipped a finger under her shirt, scratching at her navel with a smug grin.
Gwen squealed, shooting upwards and shoving at his hand. “H-HOHOhohobiehe! You prihihick! Dohon’t do thahat!” 
So, of course, he kept doing that.
Pushing her shoulder back down to the mattress, Hobie slid her shirt up, scribbling all around her poor belly button. Gwen practically screeched, her feet kicking out behind the anarchist as she frantically shoved at him. “G-KYAAAH! YOUHUHU DIHIHICK! NAHAHAHA!” 
That got a snort out of the older spider, his cool rings sending goosebumps across her skin as he “tormented” her. “Heard of a giggle button, but I never knew ya could have a “lose your damn mind” button. I’ll be sure to remember that one.”
The rougher tickles, while unexpected, were still helping, They helped to drown out the rest of her sour thoughts, replacing the sticky guilt with bright, raucous laughter and giddy glee. Gwen was about at her limit though, his evil fingers pulling squeak after squeal from her wobbly lips. “H-HOBS! IHI CAHAHAN’T- QUIT!”
He huffed, not wanting to go too far. The punk switched from pokes to rubs, patting and massaging her buzzing tum to try and dull the ticklish aftershocks. The girl huffed and giggled, recovering from the brief, yet effective goofiness. “Th-thahanks Hobs. I needed thahat.” 
The punk laid down beside her, grabbing the pillow from earlier and smacking her with it. “Any time, Gwendy. Just gotta ask.” 
Gwen yelped when the fluffy thing smacked her face, her spider sense warning her just a second too late; her subconscious apparently didn’t deem pillows a threat. She was about to hit him back when she realized she had a great opportunity to be a shit. Even though she loved it, payback could be given…heheh. 
Pouncing out of nowhere, she wrestled with her friend, eventually managing to pin him to the bed. While he was a bit stronger, she had caught him by surprise, throwing him off his game. Gwen playfully wiggled her fingers in front of him, smirking. “TIme for a taste of your own medicine, Hobie~”
Before he could protest, five nimble fingers dug into his belly while the other pinned his arms above his head. Hobie didn’t care to hold anything in, just letting the giggles flow as he squirmed. It was apparently the wrong day for him to wear a crop top. “B-buhut yohou liked ihihit!”
She snickered, letting her acrylic nails drag across his midsection. “Maybe. Doesn’t mean I can’t get you back.” Gwen gave his hips a squeeze, giggling as the punk snorted. “Besides, you like it just as much.” 
Hobie took the extra effort to flip her off, making the other teen squawk. She was right, of course; he was barely fighting back, enjoying the turnabout. Scorned and feeling brave, Gwen leaned her head down, blowing a sudden raspberry on his navel. That did it.
“G-GWEHEHEN! WHAHA’ THE FAHAHACK?!” She snorted at his words, sitting back up with a smirk. “You flipped me off, you jerk! Totally deserved.” She went back to his hips, appreciating his low-waisted jeans as she traced little shapes onto his upper hips. “Loving your outfit, by the way. Very ler-friendly.”
He groaned, bucking his hips as more little snorts decorated his laugh. His hips always had him sounding like a piglet. “Sh- snrk shuhuhut uhup! Thaha’ wahahasn’t on puhuhurpose!” 
She was about to tease him again, but a low whirr sounded in the room, a few knick-knacks slowly floating up in the room; one of their friends was visiting Hobie’s dimension.
“Damn it. You’re lucky, Hobs.” She pinched his side one last time before climbing off him, going to greet whoever just arrived. It was probably Pav, coming over for one of their unprompted game nights. 
Hobie giggled off the rest of the adrenaline, rubbing his exposed belly and staring up at the ceiling. He had trained those shits too well…
Taking a deep breath, the punk hauled himself out of the bed, grabbing his guitar from the corner before leaving the bedroom. Hobie hadn’t planned on getting tickled, though he was glad he helped Gwen cheer up. Even if it was a bit unconventional. Then again, what was normal about any of them? He greeted Pav, a smile still on his face as he grabbed out Clue for their game night.
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latestdreamgirl · 14 days
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lalalalaa. wanted to draw the outfit progression of this freak
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iamheretemporarly · 7 months
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multiverse hopping pt5
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You guys are now officially caught up with the all the drawn pages, now you’ll need to wait until I draw the new ones
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karls-gitarre · 2 months
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Guess whos now the genuine owner of an actually played Pick from Steffen Israel???????? its y'alls favorite friendly neighbourhood transmasc
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sergeantsporks · 20 days
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I don’t know if this has been asked but what does witch switch Philip think about Dell or Gwendolyn
Dell feels familiar and kind of homey because he's a carver. Caleb doesn't get to carve often anymore, but he's truly happy when he does, so woodcarving makes Phillip feel happy by association. It's not something he consciously realizes, but he likes Dell.
Gwen, he runs into in a similar context as canon Luz. He thinks she's a little overbearing and overprotective, but he does fall into The Scheme, because at this point in the game, he does actually like Evelyn and want her to stick around, and he figures that if they CAN get rid of the cardinal beast curse, then it'll make keeping her around easier, because "I'm a witch" will probably be easier for Caleb to accept than "I turn into a giant feathery monster!" Plus, it means she won't accidentally eat Caleb!
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imthursdaysyme · 23 days
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something in my brain makes me wanna draw more dancing in the club with arthur and gwen where each installment makes you question if gwen has a strap at home
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