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obwjam · 11 months

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ooh can you write the story of how Miguel and Petra met 👀

YOU BET YOUR BUTT I CAN

Miguel didn’t quite know how to proceed.

He got warning of an anomaly on Earth 8136, which was odd — there was no record of any spider person there. But it turns out that was the anomaly. There was supposed to be one, but there was no indication that one existed. And now the city was being torn apart.

So he and Jess swooped in to clean up the mess and figure out where exactly 8136’s spider person was. While Jess was taking out the bad guys and making sure the citizens were safe, Miguel was ready to begin a search.

That’s when he sensed them.

It was weird — the sense was there, but it was faint. He had never quite felt that before. He whipped his head and looked around furiously until his senses led him to... a massive pile of concrete rubble.

Underneath his mask, Miguel raised an eyebrow and began to toss back the chunks of rock. He was about to reach for a particularly big slab when something — no, someone — stopped him.

They were whimpering, and Miguel was confused; the rubble pile was relatively small, and it wasn’t enough to keep a regular sized person trapper underneath.

That’s because it wasn’t a normal sized person.

“What the…”

Miguel’s spider senses were really going off now. He slowly peeled his mask off and lifted one more chunk of concrete off, revealing a dirty, shaking, tiny human being.

Petra whipped their arm up, shielding themselves from the light that suddenly flooded their vision. When their eyes finally adjusted, they recoiled. Shit, they were found! How did that even happen? Who could have known they were here?

Miguel didn’t quite know what was going on, but he knew he had to get this tiny out of here, and fast.

“Hey, little guy,” he started, crouching down even further to get closer to them. “My name is Miguel O’Hara. I’m here to save you.”

Petra’s eyes shook in pure fear, their legs and arms trembling so hard that even if they wanted to get up, they couldn’t.

“It’s not safe, I have to get you out of here. Okay?” Miguel said louder, briefly worrying that maybe they didn’t understand him.

Petra blinked the tears out of their eyes before something came over them — something they had never felt before. It felt like alarm bells were going off in their head, but at the same time, they felt… safe. Like they knew this giant somehow.

Petra whimpered as Miguel reached down and scooped up their shaking body. They grabbed onto one of his fingers for support, which instantly made Miguel’s heart flutter. Holding them in two open palms in front of his face, Miguel’s eyes widened as the realization hit him.

“You’re the spider person,” he practically whispered.

Petra furrowed their brow. “What?”

“MIGUEL!” Jess came zooming in on her motorcycle. “We’re all clear. Anomaly’s been taken… care… of.” She stopped dead in her tracks, staring at the tiny form in Miguel’s hand. Her eyes flashed wide.

“You sense it too?”

All Jess could do was nod. “But… how?”

Miguel shrugged, not quite in the headspace to begin answering that question. Besides, it was hard for him to really say much about the tiny when they were right there in his hand, gawking up at him in a mixture of fear and intrigue.

“What’s… happening?” Both giant spider people were surprised to hear them speak. “Who are you?”

“I… we’re… I’m Spider-Man,” Miguel said after a moment of thought. “That’s Spider-Woman.” He nodded to Jess, who gave a small wave. “And you… you’re one of us.”

Petra stared at Miguel like he had five heads.

“Look, I don’t want to do this, but…” he looked over to Jess, his eyes asking the question they both knew the answer to. “You have to come back with us.”

Petra’s eyes widened. “Wh-what? Go back with you where? You can’t — you can’t take me from my home!”

“It’s not much of a home anymore, is it?” Miguel shot back, extending his arm out dramatically to show Petra the full extent of the damage. The tiny surveyed the landscape, full of rubble and shattered glass and broken buildings. There was so much clutter... and it was perfect for an escape.

Petra held their breath, not daring to make eye contact with this mysterious “Spider-Man”. Seriously. What kind of a name was that? They clenched their fists, closed their eyes and ignored the ringing in their ears.

Petra leapt right off his palm.

The wind whipped through their hair as they locked their arms at their side to gain speed. Miguel was so caught off-guard that he could barely react until Petra just about hit the ground. He instinctively shot out a web, but it narrowly missed them, who juked to the right at the last second. Oh god, what was that? Wait. How did I know that was coming?

Petra was going as fast as they could, but all Miguel and Jess had to do was take a few steps to catch up to them. They were soon standing almost right over them, and Jess, not wanting to scare them more than she already had, put one knee to the ground and started to stretch her hand out.

As her hand closed in on Petra, something kicked in that they couldn’t quite explain. They waited until she was practically latched onto them before leaping into the air, settling their feet on her finger and launching themselves off of it, using her momentum to propel them further ahead.

“Holy crap,” Jess breathed as Petra kept running.

Petra looked back, only to see Miguel stomp past her, an annoyed look plastered on his face. Miguel stepped right over them and positioned himself right in their path, bending down and reaching both of his hands toward them.

Petra’s eyes flashed to a gap between two of his fingers, and they jumped through, landing shakily on the back of his hand. Miguel, not at all prepared for that, instinctively twitched his hand up, sending little Petra flying through the air.

They were falling at breakneck speed, but somehow, they were able to gain control of their limbs, tuck into a ball and land safely on the ground. Petra froze for a moment. How the hell did I just do that?

Suddenly, a force struck their ankle, and they fell to the ground. Miguel had used their moment of shock to hit them with a web. Smirking, he yanked them into the air and deposited them into his palm that quickly morphed into a fist.

“NO! NO! LET ME GO!” they screamed, thrashing their arms and legs at the fleshy masses that surrounded them. They weren’t even sure Miguel could feel it.

“Get us out of here,” they heard him sneer at Jess. In an instant, the sound around them began to warp, like it was being played through a broken record player. A low grumble soon turned into a deafening roar as Miguel stepped through the portal.

It was like Petra was being ripped to shreds, but couldn’t feel a thing. It felt like hours, but in reality, the feeling subsided in the blink of an eye. They stayed in darkness as Miguel marched angrily to his computer platform, ready to get to the bottom of this.

By the time he unfurled his fingers, Petra was on their hands and knees, not used to the wobbling and jolting nature of being carried by a giant. They gasped when their eyes adjusted to the light, looking around frantically but not being able to identify a single thing they saw.

Well, almost nothing. When their gaze met Miguel’s, they scrambled to the back of his palm before slamming into his fingers, stretched far up like trees. This time, Petra had nowhere to run.

“Where are we? You-you can’t keep me here!” Petra tried. Miguel’s face remained stoic. “Come on, you can’t just—just abduct me! I—you took me from—“

“Your home is gone,” Miguel said flatly, like it was a foregone conclusion. Petra’s face twisted into shock at his bluntness. “And even if it wasn’t… you…” he heaved a sigh, pinching the brim of his nose with his free hand. Petra wasn’t sure how, but they could feel how distressed he was. “Look, kid, I don’t really have a good explanation yet, but you have to hear me out, okay?”

Petra nodded. They didn’t have much of a choice.

“Me and Jess,” he jerked his head toward the woman standing with her arms folded in the corner, “and everyone else here, we were all bit by a radioactive spider that gave us our powers. Superior strength, sticking to anything, we shoot webs from our hands, we’re agile… there’s a lot of things we can do.”

Petra was stunned, and Miguel couldn’t help but soften at their expression. This kid… they didn’t know anything.

“And… and you’re saying that I…”

“…am one of those spider-people,” Miguel finished. “You can do extraordinary things… uh… I never got your name, kiddo.”

“Um, Petra. It’s Petra.”

Miguel grumbled. Why did they always have to be a version of the name Peter?

“Well, Petra. My name’s Miguel O’Hara.” He wasn’t sure if his introduction had registered in their brain back on their Earth. “And let me just say, for someone who has no idea what they’re capable of, you almost managed to escape me back on 8136.”

Petra blushed. Why did they care so much about what this man thought of them?

“Wait.” Something caught their attention. “Back on… where?”

“8136. That’s your Earth,” Miguel explained.

“My Earth? What are you talking about?”

Miguel closed his eyes and let out a breath. This was going to be more work than he thought.

“I’ll explain everything, okay? You just have to promise not to run away.” His face darkened. “Trust me, it won’t end well for you.”

Petra gulped, but ultimately, they had to concede. They didn’t know where they were, had nowhere to escape to and frankly, they kind of wanted to stay. Miguel was right—there was nothing for them back home. And these powers he claimed they had… they wanted to know more.

“Alright, Miguel O’Hara,” Petra finally said, feigning confidence they really didn’t have. “I guess I have no choice.”

“No, you really don’t,” Miguel said halfheartedly, with no bite on it at all. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way, kid. If we could save every world, well, we would. But we can’t.” He looked down at them, no longer shaking, but still apprehensive. This was uncharted territory for Miguel, but if he was certain of one thing, it was that he knew it was his responsibility to keep this tiny spider-person safe at all costs.

“I’m glad to give you a home here, though.”

#i think im in love with petra #me with the character i literally created: gosh they’re so cool i wish we were friends #methinks i might want to write them more…#miguel has a soft spot for this little chaos tiny #thank you for this request!!#obwrites #asks #spiderverse spoilers #g/t #giant/tiny

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reiishiding · 1 year

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biker Tyzula requested by @supbro50000

let them park into your room 🔥

#damn idk why are they so sassy but THEY ARE #i just went with the vibes ~#also look at azula's haiiiir i LOVE to draw her omg #i'm always afraid to change original hairstyles too much bc what if they become unrecognizable qwq #i hope they are all rigth i love playing with different styles for au-s kjksjshs #thank you for this request!!#avatar the last airbender #atla #azula #ty lee #tyzula #azula x ty lee #atla fanart #atla modern au #biker au #art request #fanart

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aelswiths · 1 month

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SABLE IN 4x01 Part 1

Requested by @skatingthinandice

#the last kingdom #sevenkingsmustdie #tlk sable #thank you for this request!!#I completely forgot about her #shame on me #I hope you like it :)

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smells-like-mettaton · 2 years

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#3 from the sensory prompts (Snow being shoved down the back of your coat) with Papyrus and Undyne, the best friends! Add as many characters as you want tho, I just love the idea of a Undertale gang snowball fight :D Ty!!

Reverse-Fetch

Rating: G Word Count: 1051 Read on AO3: here

XXX

Papyrus’s bones rattled with excitement. Doggo and Greater Dog stood at attention on either side of him, their wagging tails whacking him occasionally. As a sentry, he didn’t have armor to dull the hits—yet!—but their tails were soft and fluffy, so it was just like being hit with a pillow. Or what he assumed being hit with a pillow would feel like. He’d never actually been in a pillow fight before.

But. Now that he was practically in the Royal Guard, he was sure to make a friend! And then they could have pillow fights, and sleepovers, and whatever else friends did!

“Alright. Listen up!” Undyne barked as she paced back and forth through the snow.

Her arms were folded neatly behind her back, one of her cyan spear-shaped bullets tucked in the crook of her elbow. Its light gleamed off of her polished armor. Papyrus tried to stop staring and focus on what she was saying.

“Today’s training is an exercise in dodging and aiming! It doesn’t make a difference how strong you are if you can’t land a hit on your opponent—or if an opponent lands a hit on you.”

Whirling, she threw her spear straight through Greater Dog’s chest, and it barked in surprise. The attack wouldn’t do damage, of course—Undyne never had the intent to hurt a fellow monster, and even if she had, Greater Dog’s armor was hollow in the middle.

“So… we’re playing catch?” Dogamy asked from Greater Dog’s other side.

“No! We’re playing—the opposite of catch! Anti-catch!” Undyne said.

“...Fetch?” Dogaressa asked tentatively. Lesser Dog’s neck stretched in excitement.

“I like fetch!” Papyrus chimed in, not wanting to be left out.

Undyne snorted softly, shaking her head.

“Think of it like, uh… reverse-fetch! You’re gonna be the one throwing the balls. Snowballs.” Undyne picked one up a handful of snow and packed it tightly. “Then instead of trying to throw ‘em far away for each other to fetch, you’re gonna aim to hit each other. Got it?”

The sounds of affirmative barking and panting surrounded him. Papyrus joined in to the best of his ability.

“HECK YEAH!!” Undyne roared before nailing him in the face with her snowball.

Oh ho ho! She might have struck the first blow, but Papyrus was a sovereign of snow! A boss of balling! A pioneer of powder!!

He dove behind a snowpoff as the field erupted into chaos. This appeared to be a few of the dogs’ first time crafting snowballs. Undyne hadn’t assigned teams, but it was important to hep out your fellow guardsmen, right?

“Doggo!” He called before somersaulting over to the dog’s hiding place—a different snowpoff. “Would you like some assistance from an expert snowball craftsman?”

Doggo squinted at him. Right, he could only see things that were moving. Well, that was no problem! Papyrus could stim for hours! He wiggled back and forth, the snowpoff vibrating from his energy.

“Huh? Uh, sure! It’s Papyrus, right?”

“It absotutely is!” Papyrus held out his hand for a shake. “And you’re Doggo! A highly respected and popular member of the Royal Guard!”

“I don’t know about that… but, uh, thanks.” Doggo grinned and shook his hand. “You think you can help us hit the guys that aren’t moving?”

“You bet your bones I can!!”

Snowballs whizzed overhead as Papyrus taught Doggo how to best pack the snow. A perfectly smooth sphere, for optimal aerodynamicisity.

“Lesser Dog would be better at this,” Doggo grumbled to himself.

“You’re doing fantastic!!”

Papyrus already had a pile of snowballs sitting next to him by the time Doggo finished his first, but that was fine! It took practice to be as speedy as himself!

“Okay. I’m going to aim for the other dogs who are trying to hide. That means you get the honor of taking down Undyne!” Papyrus grinned.

He would have loved to target Undyne himself, but she was the only one consistently moving. She stood in the middle of the clearing, whirling a spear to slice through any snowball that flew near her. When she retaliated, her snowballs had a way of curving in midair to hit the others from behind. (It was exciting to know that someone besides Papyrus could do that!)

She hadn’t focused her attention on Papyrus and Doggo yet, though. They must be hidden better than he’d thought!

“ALRIGHT! LET’S GET MOVING!” Doggo howled.

They leapt up, flinging snowballs with precision (in Papyrus’s case) and reckless energy (in Doggo’s).

“Ha! You’ll have to try harder than THAT!” Undyne grinned as she smacked Doggo’s shots out of the sky.

“SHE’S MOVING TOO MUCH!!” Doggo said.

“Don’t worry! I have your back, my friend!!” Papyrus stopped targeting Dogaressa, who had elected to start rolling in the snow for “camouflage,” and aimed for Undyne.

“You think you can hit me?” she bellowed dramatically as his shot flew high. “In the name of everyone’s hopes and dreams, I’ll punish—”

The snowball swooped back around, striking the back of her neck.

“NGAHHHHH!!!!” She jumped and tried to scrape the snow out of the back of her armor. “WHO WAS THAT?”

The battlefield went silent. Doggo nudged Papyrus forwards.

Dang it. Doggo was a snitch. And Papyrus had thought their friendship had been going so well, too.

“It was I, the Great Papyrus!” He posed, his jean jacket billowing dramatically in the wind. If he was to be reprimanded for his skillful throw, he might as well claim the credit proudly.

Undyne stomped over to him, leaving deep bootprints in her wake. Her toothy grin twisted menacingly.

“Well, Great Papyrus,” She loomed over him, “I’ve got a special prize for such a good shot.”

“Really?” He stood up straighter.

Was this it? Had he finally earned her respect? Was she going to instate him as an official guard?

“Really! Here it comes!!”

She took the snowball hidden in her gauntleted hand and shoved it down the back of his jacket.

“...That’s it?” He pouted.

“That’s… aww, come on, you’re not even shivering!” Undyne threw her hands in the air.

“Of course not. I don’t have skin.” He held back a laugh.

“Ugh! Forget it! I’ve got a better prize!!”

She wrestled him into a headlock, laughing near his ear cavities.

“Noooo! Not this horrible noogie!”

#fic tag #tali writes #prompt requests #undyne #papyrus #papyrus & undyne #papyrus & doggo #thank you for this request!!#sorry it took so long i have been doing So Much lol

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the-starry-skye · 2 years

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cassie and scarlet friendship moodboard requested by anon

“with cassie's love of reading and scarlet's desire to go to wish world it's perfect.” - anon

#they skateboard and listen to music and read together it's canon #cassie goes to scarlet for advice about sage #thank you for this request!!#sorry for the wait #star darlings #star darlings cassie #star darlings scarlet #sd cassie #sd scarlet #scarlet and cassie #cassie and scarlet #friendship aesthetic #friendship moodboard #star darlings aesthetic #star darlings moodboard

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gotchibam · 3 months

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Espeon and Umbreon ko-fi doodle for Yama!

I’m accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

#artists on tumblr #pokemon #espeon #umbreon #ko-fi doodle #gotchibam arts #thank you sm for requesting!! <3

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hellsitegenetics · 3 months

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When I followed you earlier today and then realized this blog wasn't even two days old it made me feel like I invested in a startup.

Do you think if you did the lyrics for Fireflies by Owl City, your database would give us fireflies? (Will also accept owls. And there's a line about sheep too).

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Closest match: Sepia lycidas genome assembly, chromosome: 36 Common name: Kisslip cuttlefish

#tumblr genetics #asks #requests #sent to me #the-cinnamonroll #cephalopods #cuttlefish #fish #ocean #kisslip cuttlefish #thank you for the ask! unfortunately i could not get to it until just fucking now bc of the backlog #this ask was sent on feb 8 when the blog was abt 2 days old lol #anyway. love this animal. its shaped like a goddamn spaceship

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the-blind-assassin-12 · 7 months

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Hello I have a request for your event if that’s ok? Javi P and ‘Daffodil’ sounds like a good fit.

Congratulations to you and thank you for writing and posting for us all to read. FATM and Pedro characters just go together 🤗

Hi Anon!! Thank you so much for playing along with this event! I’m sorry it took me 8 million years to get to! And I agree with you- they go together quite well.

This was one of the first requests I got, and it changed about three times before I landed on this story. I know it’s not the happiest, but I hope you’ll still enjoy it!

Helpless Optimism

#12 a palooza!#thank you for this request!!#thanks anon!#javier peña #javi Peña x reader #daffodil

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kaereth · 1 month

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Marcille and Falin on a double date with Kiki and Namari for a kofi request! Get teased Namari lol

#falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #Kiki Floke #namari of kahka brud #kikimari #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #s tier request thank you so much #kofi request

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theladyeowyn · 5 months

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You shall live to see these days renewed. And no more despair.

requested by @the-mawp

#lotredit #tolkienedit #the lord of the rings #tlotrgifs #lord of the rings #lotr #*#thank you for the request! sorry it took me quite a while; most of it was just narrowing down what moments to use #injury tw #faramir looks too clean & put-together in his sad moments and even in his 'about to be burned alive' ones so arrows it is :P #('then what about arwen?' well she's just Like That)

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erwinsvow · 2 months

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Imagine if Rafe let R try a joint

Like, her brains getting all fuzzy and she's even more giggly than usual, and he's just, like enamoured. He thinks she's adorable.

"one hit, that's it-" rafe says, low and quiet in your ear.

you're curled up on his lap at the party, both of you resting on the couch while you observe the scene around you with big eyes. rafe's friends were snorting powder off of mirrors, washing it down with liquor that was definitely harder than the fruity seltzer your boyfriend allowed you to drink. rafe said you couldn't handle anything harder, and you agreed without questioning him, like you always did.

you had pointed to the white lines on the table infront of you and asked him as sweetly as you could if you could try some. kelce overheard you and starts pushing the mirror in your direction, and you look at him with a smile, before rafe stares him down and delivers a tap to your cheek. it's just to get your attention, not really to hurt you, but you feel your face flushing where he touched you when he speaks.

"hey, you don't listen to him, you listen to me, right?" you see kelce in the corner of your eye, taking the tray back and offering it to the girl next to him.

"i know, i just-"

"no, no just anything. y'can barely drink this watered-down crap without trippin' over your feet." he rests back on the sofa, hands gripping your waist and leg tightly. "wants to snort coke. you're funny, kid."

you pout, taking another sip of your drink. you're only half way through the can but your head is starting to feel fuzzy, already. you decide then and there that rafe always knows best for you, but you still want to try the things he tries, show him that you can handle it. the boys next to rafe pass a blunt over you, directly to him. when they blow out the smoke, you start coughing, but watch carefully as your boyfriend takes a long hit. just as he's about to pass it across to kelce, you catch his wrist.

"can i try that instead? please?" you try your best to straighten up, to show him you can take it and that you're not already drunk. "please," you whine, and his friends turn their head to look. you're sure that they think it's silly, the way you have to ask rafe for permission for everything and anything. you don't care, though.

"kid, stop-"

"i can take it, promise. just this time. i won't ever ask again."

that's how you had ended up like this, rafe talking into your ear while he holds the blunt to your lips.

"alright, suck in. long as you can. you're a pro at that, aren't ya?" his words make you lose your concentration, breaking into a coughing fit before you can even try to inhale.

"rafe!" you whine again, pummeling your fists into his chest, still choking on the smoke. your throat feels scratchy but you know that couldn't have been enough.

"what, kid, i gotta do everything for you?" he takes a long hit, and then grips your cheeks with his hand, forcing your mouth open and then blowing the smoke into your throat for you. then he clamps it shut, holds your shoulder while you cough, and passes the blunt along to kelce.

you cough a little, but before long, you're putty in his arms, leaning your head against his shoulder and giggling at nothing. you poke at his chest and then start playing with his chain, then his hair, and then back down to his fingers. he lets you do it, watching you play with his ring and pressing a kiss to your forehead. you're cute like this, he thinks, less shy and not as worried what everyone must think about you. he thinks he likes it, that maybe he should let you smoke with him every once in a while.

"feel good, baby?" he asks in your ear, and you squirm in his touch, pulling away before resting your head again.

"mhm. really good. this is fun. wish it wasn't a crime." he laughs, taking another sip of his beer. you try to copy him, reaching for your seltzer but knocking it over by accident.

"oops," you say with another laugh. "sorry to-wait, whose house is this?"

"c'mon kid, makin' a mess," he groans, picking up the can and watching the fizzy liquid travel.

"sorry, daddy." in your state, you don't realize how loud you said it, but even with everyone's eyes on you, you don't care much, smiling back sweetly at rafe.

"alright, we're leavin'."

#thank you so much for requesting!!!!! i really hope you like it??????#thank you thank you thank you #sorry i went a lil off path #📮 asks #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron

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