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adulthoodisokay · 8 months
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like 5 days ago a gigantic spider built a web across my front door at night and I didn’t notice and WALKED INTO IT, but ever since then they’ve been really respectful about building a web each night that’s within the inside door frame so if I open it the web isn’t broken and they can just chill
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whereis-mypizza · 2 years
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spookymulderjr · 1 year
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Good thing Peter Parker was bitten by a radioactive spider and became a human spider, imagine if he was bitten by a radioactive centipede, he'd become a .......
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dualogical · 1 year
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here is a horror prompt for you all: The moon is a giant eggsack/a cluster of eggsacks. One day, it hatches.
This can go lovecraftian or cute. Depends if the spiders are like huntsmen or jumping spiders.
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depressiongoblin · 2 years
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Phidippus audax, the Bold Jumper, is a common jumping spider in North America. This one was not so bold and kept hiding on the far side of the milkweed, but I managed to get some nice shots. #spiders #spiderbro #jumpingspider #nature #naturephotography #macrophotography https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd041FCOnqI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sim-plesimon · 3 months
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cartooncomputer · 7 months
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heeeeyy..I’m alive! And I brought Spiderbro! :D
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cfhello · 1 year
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ripkitty · 1 year
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Always remember to hug your spider fam 🕷️🕸️❤️ — Bud, The Mighty Jumping Spider #goodbyefriend #love #spidersforge #spidersforever #bestfriend #protector #guardian #rip #spiderbro #pourone #bud #jumpingspider #phiddipusaudax #ripinpeace #humor #ripkitty (at Hollywood, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clwx18qOFsb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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big1ron · 3 months
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They’re so silly goofy to me. They hate eachother so much.
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desb3ar · 5 days
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here me out. | filler post
IM NOT SLANDERING THE SHIP. I SWEAR. but imagine if they were best friends instead and they’d go on trips with MJ, Mayday Jess and even Ben. like dude, picture the fucking THEME PARKS IN MIGUELS TIME. SHIT WOULD BE FUCKING WICKED. miguel is all big and bad but is scared of roll coasters… that’s something to write about.
and the amount of funny shit that would come out of it would be disastrous LMFAOOO
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punkeropercyjackson · 1 month
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So basically,here's why Miles and Peter B worked and Spiderson and Irondad and all those 'Batman adopts [crossover kid]' stories don't:
Peter B didn't overshadow Miles-Yes,he's a vital part of his character and had a lot of screentime too but Spiderverse is always MILES' MOVIES.Peter B was not his co-star but his mentor so they didn't share the spotlight and this was a wise choice on the writers part because it would be very unfair on black superhero fans to claim it as Miles' debut only for it to be another Peter Parker movie(Wayne Family Adventures:Take notes)
While yes,Peter B was lowkey an asshole in the beginning,he was never outright cruel.He was literally just snarky and bitter and Miles snarked back at him so they were equals instead of a grown ass man picking on a lil boy and being rewarded for it
Jefferson and Rio weren't demonized or downplayed to prop Peter B up-They got plenty of time with Miles too and it's very clear that while Peter B acts like a parental figure to Miles,Miles views Jeffrio as his only parents while Peter B is more like his way older brother that defaults to acting like a dad due to their age difference(Speaking from the experience of an adult with only kid siblings and a good amount of teen friends that i've gotten close enough to consider we consider eachother siblings too,this is 100000% accurate to how it works)
Peter B dosen't baby Miles-He just teaches him the best he can but believes in him enough to try things out for himself and do his own thing so he's a genuinely good teacher for him in addition to a positive adult figure like his parents and Uncle Aaron but again,they're not blood related and they both act that way and that is appropriate due to the differences in their heritage(Peter B a white jewish person/Miles an afrolatino person.Again,realistic rep and i'm Miles this time)
Peter B also genuinely cares about Miles feelings and thinks extremely positively of him as a person instead of just another crime fighter and provides him comfort and safety instead of traumadumping all over to him and placing the responsibility of caretaker on him like a discord mod LMFAO
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spookymulderjr · 1 month
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The Unmasking of the Century
It was the day before my 18th birthday. I just learned recently that what was actually going on with me. I wasn't "training to develop your alien powers" that was only half of it, I was gonna be shipped out overseas to be a weapon of war. My codename they had given me was WMD, Weapon of Mass Destruction. I was shocked, disgusted, hurt, betrayed, angry..... I was lied to by the people I thought were trying to HELP me figure out who and what I was! I couldn't do it. So my plan was to hack into every broadcasting station out there I could muster and unveil what was happening to me. With the proof and evidence I had, which was ME and my body that was a weapon. But before I could do this I had to talk to one person, the one person who understood me. The one person I could trust in telling such a secret like this, my brother Peter Parker.....
"Hey Pete, can we talk for a sec" I said.
"Sure, what's going on" Peter asked.
I bit my lip, Peter looked at me with worry cause he's seen this face before, this was my anxious face. This was the same face I made after countless heartbreaks from exes but worse. It had to come out, I just blurted it out like a verbal geyser
"Okay you might not believe me about this but you know how I go away for the weekends and during spring breaks and the summer, pretty much anytime I'm not in school, well that's because I've been really training to be a weapon of war for the humans to use, I'm a fucking alien bro! And if I don't do what I'm gonna do tomorrow on my 18th birthday I'm gonna be shipped out to fucking Afghanistan or some shit and hurt people!!!" I shouted.
"Um what? I'm sorry are you okay Angel you sound ..." Peter said before I cut him off
"If you don't believe me, then how tf do I know you're Spiderman and the only person who knows about it is Mary Jane and me cause I can fucking read minds! It's one of my powers!" I screamed.
"You know that I'm Spiderman? And you didn't tell me!" He cried.
"If I told you your own secret it would have revealed mine and I had a strict NDA when it comes to this. They're hella serious at Area 51..." I said with tears coming to my face.
Peter hugged me which caused me to scream into his arms, I have had to keep this secret for almost 8 years at this point, it's hard to keep such a secret like this to your own brother. He held me until I stopped crying. It felt like a big weight lifted off my shoulders, the first taste of freedom I had ever.
"Whatever you need to do to get out of this I trust you, as long as you don't get hurt of course. You're my sister and I don't want to see you in pain like this ever again." Peter said wiping my tears from my eyes.
"Oh about that, I'm pretty much immortal so I can't get hurt psychically, emotionally and psychologically however" I laughed, which caused Peter to laugh. He knew even when I'm going through some dark times in my life I still had to find humor somewhere in it.
"Wait that means..."
"Yeah I cannot die. Ever. I don't wanna think about it either, cause knowing I'm gonna outlive you just makes me wanna die. Which that's another thing, I CAN die, but it has to be by my own hands. The species I am is very very anal when it comes to controlling our own bodies. So we cannot die unless we really really REALLY wanted to." I said.
"Tell me more about your species then, and how are we siblings are we half or?" he asked.
I then explained to him that yes we are full blooded siblings but I don't have human DNA like he does I have alien DNA instead. Like an Apple computer working on PC software instead of it's normal Apple software. And that I'm from Jupiter and I'm the queen of the entire planet. I explained I was made to repopulate my species cause they all died from a mass suicide from being under a gross tyrant dictator, the dictator kill himself too, but the humans had other plans for me and thus I'm gonna be a weapon of war. I told him about my species the Jovians aka Jupitiarians. And more about what had happened to me through cries and anger, but he was there listening and asking more questions.
It was when the clock struck midnight and I knew it was time for me to whistleblow this entire operation. Peter was by my side during the entire thing. He helped me with setting up my video camera to hook up to the tech I got to hack into all the broadcasting stations I could find in America. I sat on a chair in front of the camera and 3....2.....1
LIVE FROM THE PARKER RESIDENCE IN QUEENS NEW YORK, I BROADCAST TO YOU SOMETHING THAT HAS BEEN HIDDEN UNDERNEATH EVERYONE OF YOUR NOSES! ALIENS ARE REAL! AND I'M PROOF OF IT! AND WE ARE BEING USED AS WEAPONS OF WAR FOR HUMANS! OUR TECH HAS BEEN STOLEN FROM US JUST TO END THE LIVES OF THOUSANDS OF INNOCENT HUMAN BEINGS! IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME HERE'S THE PROOF *eyes turn black and all the houses with the broadcast on their televisions blare with a high pitched ringing sound* YOUR OWN GOVERNMENT NOT ONLY STEALS FOR YOUR OWN SPECIES BUT THEY STEAL FROM MINE AND OTHERS LIKE ME! I'M NOT ASKING FOR ANYTHING JUST HERE TO TELL THE TRUTH BEFORE I AM SHIPPED OFF SOMEWHERE TO DESTROY LIVES WHO DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE DESTROYED! THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE AND I'M THE TRUTH INCARNATE! I AM QUEEN ANGELINA CHRISTY PARKER OF JUPITER AND LONG LIVE THE ALIEN QUEEN WHO'S HERE TO DESTROY THOSE WHO DESTROY OTHERS FOR THE SAKE OF GREED AND VANITY AND PURE INHUMANITY!!!
All across the nation, everyone watching was shocked, horrified, and couldn't believe their eyes. Was this a joke? They all thought, but the sound of the ringing and the blacks in my eyes, and the fact they all felt a sense of dread watching the broadcast said so otherwise. I had spoken my truth and it was for the world to decide to believe it or not. Peter was proud of me and he hugged me after I was done. He even told me that if J Jonah Jameson wants to talk to me about this, he'll tell him to fuck off for me.
But years had gone by, I had become stronger, everyone started to see I was the real deal. My brother became even prouder of the being I've become too. We ended up making a deal, if he sees any of the stuff I deal with going down, he's gonna swoop in with his web like "hey this guy's in your jurisdiction, gotta go deal with robbers and saving kittens outta trees!" Now at 31, 13 years later, my Hive has grown so much, I've invaded so many worlds, built so many connections to places that have no business being connected to. Everyone knows Queen Angel. But be not afraid of me, I come in peace unless you are the ones who I want to destroy. Cause as they say "there's always a bigger fish" and I am that fish.
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bigfan-fanfic · 4 months
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I'll Always Worry (Spiderbro x Peter Parker PLATONIC)
Spiderbro taking care of peter after a mission cleaning his cuts, making him dinner and setting a bath for him and listening to him rant about whatever is on his mind also offers cuddles since my peter love language is physical touch
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"Where's May?"
"Out. She's gonna be at a F.E.A.S.T. meeting all weekend, so I'm in charge."
Peter nods, and you see him for the first time. "Holy shit, Pete!"
He's covered in scratches, some of which are still bleeding, and didn't even try to get out of his Spider-Man suit, which is practically shredded.
He barely reacts when you snap into action, pushing your laptop aside and half-carrying him to his bed.
You help him get the wretched fabric off, and spend a while cleaning his scratches and cuts.
"Dude, what happened?"
Peter launches into a full on tirade and well, you asked. You sometimes forget that he doesn't have anyone to talk about this stuff with besides you, because your mom will worry about him even more than she already does and his friends don't quite get it
So you let him vent, and ask questions where needed
And watch the tension practically drain out of him as he talks himself all out of steam.
"Well... that sucks, buddy." You chuckle, and are relieved to see Peter smile wanly.
"I should get back out there...." he says softly, and you clear your throat.
"I'm in charge, Pete. Remember? So you're gonna stick right here. You need to recharge your batteries."
"But what if people are out there that I can help? With great power... comes great responsibility."
Your dad was a good man. But you have a feeling that Peter is making his last words into almost a mantra for existence as opposed to the dying words of a man desperately trying to distill all the paternal advice he would be unable to give into something, anything.
"You also have a responsibility to yourself, Peter. And part of having great power is knowing your limits. You can't help anyone if you hurt yourself doing it." you say sternly.
You gently take Peter by the shoulder, and he leans into the touch.
Thankfully, he relents. "I still feel guilty, though."
"Well, feel guilty in a bubble bath. I'm gonna make something for dinner for us, and I want you all melty and relaxed."
He chuckles. "I haven't had a bubble bath since I was a kid."
"You still are a kid, kid." You tease. "So relax, will ya?"
He raises his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay..."
He takes a while, so you go all out with dinner, making some cheese sandwiches, grilled with butter and smeared with a homemade pesto, and with some freshly cut tomato. You make a nice pile of them, and serve them with some soup.
Peter emerges in a loose white shirt and shorts, and he smiles at the meal you've made.
The sound of you two eating dominates the table - the food too good and the comfort too sweet to bother talking.
But finally when seconds and thirds are finished and your bellies almost uncomfortably full, you tell Peter this weekend is a recharge time. No Spider-Man.
You expect him to protest, but instead he nods, and he just... looks so lost.
"I figured we'd catch up with each other over the weekend. You know, order some pizza, play some games, chill."
"I'd like that."
"You wanna watch a movie with me?"
He nods again, and you grin at the eclectic collection of themed Band-Aids dotting his arms and legs.
You both crash on the couch, grabbing some blankets, but very soon, you stretch out an arm, and he leans against you.
Peter melts into the side hug, like he always does. The poor kid seems to crave physical affection.
Remembering when he first came to live with you all, when his parents died... he needed that loving, to make sure he knew he wasn't alone.
He became your little brother then, not just your cousin. And that first night he fell asleep in your arms, you promised yourself you would protect him.
It's become harder to protect him these days, but at least you can be here for this.
Your little brother falls asleep against you, and you let him rest, smiling a little as you watch the movie on a lower volume, watching over him.
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auroramoon-draws16 · 5 months
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The kids did something, Idk what
And now they’re hiding behind the counter
“DESMOND CAN’T PROTECT YOU FOREVER!!”
“SCATTER!!!”
(I forgot Desmond’s tattoo, ignore that lmao)
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orangeispice · 11 months
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Dick: Oldest brother?
Peter: Check. Fantastic ass?
Dick: Check. Two homicidal younger brothers?
Peter: Well, I wouldn't say homicidal--
Kaine and Jason: GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE FUCKING SHITS
Ben and Damian, running past them holding a large cow:
Dick:
Peter:
Peter: Check. One normal sibling?
Dick, looking at Tim: Check...but maybe semi-normal instead of normal.
Peter, looking at Teresa: You know what, I agree with you.
Dick: Oh my god.
Dick: We're the same person.
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