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geopsych · 7 months
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It’s officially spooky season.
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I think one time Spider and Lo’ak watched an old movie of Norm’s and spent an entire year using Gen-Z slang, and it dramatically decreased the quality of life of everyone around them. 
Every time they’re on a hunt and Neteyam goes to shoot? One of them whispers “miss” from behind him to fuck him up. 
Jake Sully had a minor heart attack when he heard Lo’ak tell Spider they were getting lit later that night, but evidently he just meant they were hanging out without Kiri. 
Whenever Tuk threatens to tell Neytiri so they’re forced to bring her on whatever dumb adventure they go on, Spider says “let her cook” to Lo’ak because he enjoys Tuk’s company and pissing off Lo’ak all on one go. 
Spider and Lo’ak have a really complicated handshake that when asked they can replicate today at any moment. They tried to teach Ao’nung once because he Wasn’t Jealous (he was).
They call so many things dope and none of them are actually dope.
Any criticism Kiri makes is rebuked by reminded her it’s hot girl summer. 
Spider: I can get up that tree faster faster than you. 
Lo’ak, nodding sagely: hot take. 
Tuk doesn’t know what it means but she does love it whenever Lo’ak and Spider say she’s being savage right now. 
However their most favorite of all, the one that stood the test of time because of its versatility: fuck it, we ball.
Lo’ak, encouragingly to Spider as they contemplate jumping off a high waterfall: fuck it we ball.
Spider, comfortingly before Lo’ak’s iknimaya: fuck it you ball.
Spider and Lo’ak mentally to each other when they did that little nod to make sure they both got the message in Neytiri’s call when captured by the recoms: fuck it we BALL.
Spider under his breath when Quaritch says he can stay and get tortured or come with him: fuck it, I do not ball
Lo’ak under his breath before punching Ao’nung: fuck. it. we. BALL.
Lo’ak and Spider in unison mentally on the RDA ship when Lo’ak goes for the recoms with his knife and Spider escapes to run to the deck to make sure Lo’ak and Tuk are okay: FUCK IT WE BALL
Lo’ak jumping down to rescue Spider: FUCK IT WE BALL?
Spider, answering the call automatically and punching that one RDA soldier in the face: FUCK IT WE BALL!
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strangebiology · 2 years
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I had to hang up the phone when I saw this
EDIT: Song: Die! Die! Die! Spotted Lanternfly by The Edge Hill Rounders
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spidertalia · 9 months
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Alrighty, meet my girl Pennsylvania !!!
Her human name is Rebecca Ida Franklin, and she's physically 23. She's the 13th oldest state, and celebrates her birthday on December 12th.
Rebecca has an interesting personality. She's hardworking, intelligent, calm, industrious, observant, patient, down-to-earth, level headed, loyal and slightly curt at times, though usually unintentionally. She's typically no-nonsense and serious when it comes down to it, and she's a very hard worker. She's good about getting stuff done and does dislike laziness, but she's not one to berate others for it. Some more fun facts about her:
She's 5'10 or 178 cm in height. She's one of the tallest female states, only being shorter than Alaska and California.
She has roughly type 1C hair
She's Delaware's little sister, though ironically she's a full six inches taller than him.
Outside of the Indigenous languages in her state, she speaks English, Spanish, Dutch, German, Hebrew and Pennsylvania Dutch fluently. She speaks Swedish quite well, and speaks some Cantonese, Mandarin, French and Yiddish.
She's religiously Jewish.
She played the biggest role in the American Industrial Revolution, providing a lot in the way of steel, iron ore and textiles. As such, she has a deep love and skill for mechanics, engineering, construction, technology and anything of the sort. She can repair cars, remodel homes, fix broken wiring, design vehicles and many other things. It's a skill she's kept to this day.
She loves dogs, and exclusively owns Great Danes and German Shepherds.
She will actively complain about literally any type of weather. Outside of the weather, however, she hates complaining and will avoid doing so.
She's overall the 13th oldest state, but among the 13 colonies, she's the 10th oldest. She was physically 15 during the American Revolution, and stole two houses from England during it.
She's generally pretty respectful and keeps to herself. She always minds her own business, and dislikes getting wrapped up in other peoples drama or problems; however, she's always willing to lend a hand with anything mechanical.
She's the go-to car mechanic for many of the states, and Alfred himself.
She gets along well with Germany, Netherlands and Sweden, but she will argue with England pretty much on sight. She's friends with a few of the other states, such as Virginia and Rhode Island.
She argues a lot with New Jersey, though he starts most of it.
She doesn't necessarily dislike high-tech things, and will use super high-tech things if they make her life easier. However, she is generally wary of new technology and prefers to use her old, tried and true methods.
She does use technology and such quite often, but she does like doing things without technology when she can.
Like many of the other 13 colony states, she remains quite close to Alfred. She actually hosted his first official birthday party, and continues to often host his birthday parties.
She's one of the physically stronger states, thanks to her hobby of working with heavy machinery.
She's surprisingly very into snacking and junk food.
Her accent actually tends to switch depending on where she is. If she's staying in Philadelphia she tends to take on a Philadelphian accent, but outside of the city her accent leans towards Appalachian.
She had long hair up until the Industrial Revolution, when she cut it short to avoid any accidents.
She has at least one scar- a burn mark on her shoulder from the burning of Pennsylvania Hall.
Her likes include: Mechanics, hunting, hershey's chocolate, dogs, beer, cheesesteaks, chocolate, Wawa, Sheetz, tastykakes, ham, scrapple, molasses, shoofly pie, chicken pot pie, being outdoors, fixing things, cars, the outdoors, german food, snacks, swimming, reading, libraries, movie theaters, ferris wheels, tinkering, machinery, inventing
Her dislikes include: The weather, humidity, England, drama
This is all I have right, now, but I will be posting more about her later. If I have anyone from Pennsylvania here, please feel free to leave suggestions for her !
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jenfoundabug · 5 months
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Arrow-shaped orb weaver (Micrathena sagittata), northeastern Pennsylvania
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mothmiso · 1 month
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Non-railfan pics (2) (3) (4) by Robert Sartain
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pbpsbff · 6 months
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those genderswapped peter parker fics where she goes by penny except her big secret isn't that she's spider-man (spider-woman?), it's that penny is short for pennsylvania
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nerds-yearbook · 1 year
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In Web of Spider-Man 8# (cover date November, 1985) the Smithfield Thunderbolt (Fred Hopkins), Ludlow Grimes and Roxanne DeWinter were introduced (created by David Michelinie and Geof Isherwood). Hopkins was a small town super hero whose alien induced powers were fading, so he was resorting to equipment to imitate his powers and faking adventures. Ludlow Grimes was also given powers by the same alien debris, but instead of treated as a hero, he was treated as a monster. Jealous, he decided to kill Hopkins and take his place as the Thunderbolt. Roxanne DeWitter was a local reporter intent on revealing the Thunderbolt's true identity to leverage her way to bigger opportunities outside of Smithfield, PA. ("Local Superhero!", Web of Spider-Man 8#, Comic, Event)
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kochlandhomestead · 2 years
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This years Halloween lights are just about done.
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toodefendorperson · 1 year
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Descendants series is witchcraft.
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geopsych · 9 months
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Intricate work.
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moonwind-nature · 2 years
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Spiderwebs in the morning fog this September. Photography by Studio K
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spidertalia · 10 months
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omg yay ! i actually love my iteration of pennsylvania
her human name is rebecca franklin ! after rebecca lukens, known as 'america's first female ceo of an industrial company', and ofc ben franklin
pennsylvania is hardworking, intelligent, down to earth, patient, loya, calm, level headed and tolerant, but also slightly (unintentionally) curt. she's the kinda quiet, slightly stoic and hardworking type who prefers tinkering and working to being around a lot of people, essentially. she played a huge part in the industrial revolution, producing a lot of steel, iron ore and textiles- as a result, she's very skilled with machinery and engineering and loves it. she'll own cars just to tinker and improve them, she'll remodel parts of her house on occasion and will happily answer any other state's call to help with some mechanical.
she also will take any chance to complain about the weather. outside of the weather, though, she rarely complains about anything. she's delaware's little sister and gets along well with him. she also gets along well with germany and the netherlands, but will fight england on sight. she argues with new jersey a lot as well.
appearance wise, i have actually drawn her, but i'll describe her first. she stands at 5'10 or 178 cm, ironically towering over her big brother. she keeps her hair short since she works with machinery a lot and doesn't want anything happening. she's one of the physically stronger states thanks to all the physical labor she's done, and it reflects in her toned, semi-muscular body. she had at least one scar- a burn scar on one shoulder from the burning of Pennsylvania Hall. (she probably has a few small ones from machinery, but i haven't put much thought to it yet)
and here she is !
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nerdykeppie · 1 year
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Spider & Jake grew up in Pennsylvania, surrounded by Revolutionary War messaging. It's pretty clear that we are in a time when Join or Die fits the queer/LGBTQIA+ community as well. The infighting is endless and pointless, and the people who don't want us to continue to exist? They're not fighting amongst themselves.
So here's Join or Die -- because sometimes Spider comes up with an idea for something at noon, and by dinnertime it's on the site. Use code JOIN23 for 20% off this new design until April 24th, 11:59PM PST.
And before anybody asks (as if this isn't the perfect proof of concept), Spider is a butch lesbian and here's his statement on the lesbian flag which they choose to use for his art.
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celestialmacros · 3 months
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January Jumper! It was about 52° F (11° C) after a full week of below freezing temperatures.
Tan Jumping Spider (Platycryptus undatus)
January 26, 2024
John Heinz National Wildlife Refuge, Tinicum, Pennsylvania
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vaspider · 5 months
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Hi Spider!
Firstly, I’m very sorry you have to deal with all those difficult people in your posts.
Second, could we possibly hear the tale of your ancestor Shotgun Shorty? And great grand pappy who ran off the priest?
If you don’t have the spoons no worries!
Hey look, I'm avoiding real work by answering very old asks and pretending that counts!
(It does count. Shh.)
Shotgun Shorty was my great-grandmother, and the man who ran the priest off of his farm (repeatedly) was my great-granddaddy. They were married to each other and immigrated from Poland together; we suspect, but cannot presently prove, that Agnes may have been born Jewish. (I've done as much poking and prodding about the topic as I can without actually going to Poland, I think, and it only matters so much to me, because I'm Jewish regardless.)
Anyway, they came over to the US shortly after the turn of the 20th century with my great-grandmother's sister & settled in central Pennsylvania. She ran the farm with her sister and the kids who weren't in the mines and had over a dozen children -- I think the final count was fifteen? -- and I think about 2/3 of them made it through childhood, and he worked in the coal mines and also ran the farm. My granddaddy was a breaker boy as a kid (though I grew up hearing it called being a 'picker'). Neither one of them spoke much English and my granddaddy wouldn't let my dad learn whatever they spoke, so most of these stories come through my granddaddy and his siblings to my dad and then to me.
So as you'll note from that little recounting above, most of the time, my great-grandmother and her sister were the adults at the farm. Great-grammy was built like a little teapot - short and stout - and was by all accounts both an absolute force of nature and... let's say "not too enamored of the Catholic Church." I have been given several different reasons why over the years, but suffice to say that neither she nor her husband liked the Catholic Church very much at all.
The nickname Shotgun Shorty started the day that my grandmother chased a vicious dog off the farm with her shotgun, and from there forward, if strangers showed up on the farm, she'd meet them on the front porch, all five feet nothing of her, barefoot, with her shotgun. Stories vary on whether she ever actually fired the thing at anybody, but I have heard multiple stories of warning shots. Again -- it was her and her sister and the kids during the day.
And then there's this guy.
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He hated the Catholic Church. He especially hated priests. No, I don't know exactly why -- though, given the things we theorize about my family, I have my guesses -- I just know that he did. He especially especially hated priests asking for money.
And that is how, despite never having been Catholic, my great-grandfather was supposedly excommunicated after the third time he chased a priest off the farm who showed up asking for donations. No, not with a shotgun, that was the province of my great-grandmother. Great-granddaddy chased the priests off of his farm with a pitchfork. Why they kept coming back, I suppose we'll never know, since they're all dead now.
Sometimes I kinda wonder if maybe it was some sort of hazing ritual for new priests or something. "Oh, yeah, sure, go ask up at that farm, they love priests up there!"
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