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runwayrunway · 8 months

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Miss Conenginality No. 5 - Tupolev Tu-134

So most planes I've talked about so far on this blog have been modern Boeing, Airbus, Embraer, Bombardier, and ATR models. These are now ubiquitous basically everywhere. Occasionally I'll bring up an old Douglas or even a Lockheed airliner. But back during the cold war Soviet airplanes were a thing, and by modern standards they're really different from what we're used to.

As someone of Soviet extraction I have a weird amount of pseudo-nostalgic fondness for these planes, many of which were out of service before I was born. So let's take a look at one I've looked at a lot in preparation for an upcoming post - the Tupolev Tu-134.

I would not say the Tu-134 is my number one favorite of the assorted weird-looking Soviet planes out there, but I would definitely say that I enjoy it a lot and I think beyond that it's a good starting point for weird-looking Soviet planes. It was common, with the better part of a thousand produced, and you could consider it the rough counterpart to something like a BAC One-Eleven or an earlier DC-9 - a nice and reliable plane to carry a relatively small number of passengers a short-to-medium distance, with a t-tail, two rear-mounted engines, and swept wings. It's just...a lot spikier.

The Tu-134 was introduced in 1970. It was built because Nikita Khrushchev took one flight in a Sud Aviation Caravelle and was so impressed by the quiet cabins of rear-engined planes that he demanded one be designed immediately. (This becomes funny when one realizes that by modern standards the Tu-134, as is true of most planes of its era, is so loud it's banned from many airfields.) Like the other handful of planes that Soviet leaders decided needed to be designed because they saw a Western plane and went "hey, I want something like that", the Tu-134 was designed by Tupolev, who had also designed the Soviet Union's first jet airliner (the Tu-104) and the Tu-144 supersonic airliner. I find that even by the standards of Soviet planes Tupolev models, while they might not be the weirdest-looking, might be the weirdest-functioning in their own little ways.

A lot of Soviet planes have at least a handful of design features that are pretty off-kilter. To begin with, a lot of these planes are designed to work on unpaved airstrips, presumably because Siberia. This is extra true of a model like the Tu-134, which has engines located higher off the ground, reducing the necessary clearance from rough terrain and the chance of foreign object damage while on the ground.

The Tu-134 is a different sort of beast, though. It's the equivalent of a Soviet DC-9 or BAC 1-11, with the rear engines and t-tail, but it looks like it's trying to hunch in on itself due to its wing sweep being a spectacular 35 degrees. That's around ten degrees more swept than comparable designs. Why? Tupolev.

(Presumably the increased efficiency in high subsonic flight regimes was considered worth the risk of uncommanded pitch-ups, which feels in keeping with Soviet design principles of the time, which favored designs which were high-performance but very unforgiving. Maybe the tail and engines were heavier than on comparable models and thus required the higher sweep. Just my guess, though, and I know very little.)

I just love the spikiness of this plane. The sweep on the wings means that no matter what angle you see it at it looks a bit silly, and the forward spike on the tailplane is just awesome. This entire plane looks like an arrow, or like a paper airplane model that nobody bothered to make less pointy when they scaled it up. Even the tapering of the fuselage up near the tail feels needlessly aggressive. It feels like an airliner dressed up as a fighter jet, or potentially a missile.

This is a plane which looks like if it struck another, much larger plane in midair it would simply go through it like a needle. This plane looks like you should be able to shoot it out of a very large bow. The wings are slightly anhedral (another reason for the excessive sweep may be to balance this out, as anhedral wings, or wings which slope downwards, sacrifice inherent roll stability for controllability, but this stabilizing effect is also conferred by swept wings. Yes, that is an oversimplification, but this post is about the visuals of the plane.) This always kind of makes the Tu-134 look like it's midway through flapping its wings, or like it's starting the process of folding up its wings via a hinge in the fuselage. It's almost a bit uncanny to be able to see the underside of the wing from angles that you normally definitely wouldn't. Anhedral wings are also a common feature of Soviet aircraft, but most of those are high-wing. It's sort of rare to see a low-wing anhedral aircraft in general aside from fighter jets. Those use computers to reduce the inherent instability of the configuration, but the Tu-134 was analogue. Very, very analogue. It actually ran on direct current. Why? Tupolev.

image: Vitaly Kuzmin

One thing I really like about Tupolev planes is that their cockpits were painted a delightful teal. This is not a unique Tupolev feature by any means (actually, the DC-9 had it) but they're the most consistent about it of any manufacturer I'm aware of. This apparently was meant to calm down pilots, presumably coming in useful during the uncommanded pitch-ups. (Extra nasty on a plane hypothetically able to deep-stall, though I can't find any record of a Tu-134 ever deep-stalling and its safety record was actually pretty good for its era.)

I have no idea what's up with that spike on the tail. The 707's tail spike was an antenna for high-frequency radio, so this might be something similar, but I'm not sure. (Check out the sweep on those horizontal stabilizers, though!)

Edit: the tail spikey is an anti-shock body, it seems!

There are two main models of Tu-134. How do you tell a Tu-134A from a Tu-134B? If you're a pilot, you'll probably be clued in by the lack of an APU (...the ICAO apparently thought this was fine, which worries me) but that's a bit hard to notice for a passenger. Thankfully, it should be easy to tell on landing, because the Tu-134A didn't have engines capable of producing reverse thrust. This is very uncommon (for good reason) but not unheard of. Does it solve the issue like the BAe 146, with an air brake and giant spoilers? Absolutely not, this is Tupolev.

DROGUE PARACHUTE.

These are both the earlier Tu-104. I couldn't find any pictures of the Tu-134 using its parachute. Shame they didn't seem to bother adding liveries to them. Also, they're reusable, don't worry. And by 'they' I mean the parachutes, though the planes usually also are.

This does, surprisingly, have some actual advantages, in both high-speed emergency landings and in situations where the wheels can't find adequate purchase, like excessively gravelly or rainy runways. The earlier-mentioned BAe 146 was intended for operation on similarly rugged or short runways and, while it was generally safe, the margin for error was significantly reduced, with multiple fatal crashes related to overrunning runways in poor weather. Still, if I were the pilot of a plane which used one of these I would be perpetually terrified about the possibility of someone else running over my parachute. That would be potentially dangerous, not to mention incredibly awkward.

(That sounds like something you'd say to condescendingly ask a Tu-134 pilot why they're in a bad mood. Aww, someone run over your chute today?)

It's almost a bit bizarre seeing a Tu-134 next to a regular Western plane.

The main way to tell them apart at a glance, though, is the nose.

That little chin they've given her is where the radar is stored. Other airlines tend to keep this in the nose, but the Tu-134A used the nose for a much more important purpose. That's right, it's the

SOVIET NAVIGATOR PIT.

Soviet designs tended to use more flight crew for longer than Western ones, with planes retaining a dedicated radio operator and navigator in many cases. While this is a mostly innocuous design feature (you get severely diminishing returns for every flight crew member past the second, and risk breakdowns of communication by adding potential points of failure, but you do still have more brains on board to distribute tasks to) it has the pretty awesome result of the

SOVIET NAVIGATOR PIT.

This is to an extent a vestigial feature from the Tu-134's origin as the Tu-16 bomber (by way of the earlier Tu-124 and Tu-104 jet airliners, the latter of which was the second ever to fly). Still, this feature in Soviet planes isn't limited to Tu-16 derivations or even bombers, and can be found in planes like the Il-76.

Just think about flying on one of these. I get that it would be a nightmare for a lot of people, and I'll admit I don't love looking down at clouds from conventional cruise altitude myself, but I would love nothing more than to sit by one of these for a nice overland flight at a scenically suitable altitude (even though the glass seems like it might get cold).

Unfortunately, my hopes are not only dead but stillborn, as the Tu-134A is fully out of service. My hopes of flying on a Tu-134B are nearly as dire, but it's technically - very technically - possible. There remains one single operator of the Tu-134.

Air Koryo, the flag carrier of North Korea, still has two Tu-134 in its fleet. This poses a major problem, because currently my only passport is a US one, and US passports can't be used to enter North Korea. This ban is on the US's end rather than North Korea's, so if I could get a second passport from literally anywhere other than South Korea this would cease to be an obstacle, but even though I'm hypothetically eligible for a Russian passport there has never been a time I've wanted to get one less. You know, just in case I want to go to Poland or Latvia sometime. That is all to say...it's a race between Air Koryo retiring their Tu-134s, and me successfully getting another passport (and being able to afford a trip to North Korea on top of it). So unless any Irish citizens are eager to spend at least one year in a greencard marriage that dream is also quite dead. Sorry, sweet girl. It just wasn't meant to be.

Get a good look at those little raised bits on the wing, by the way. That's the old Soviet trick for keeping highly swept wings from doing that awful 'just kind of pitching up and losing control when close to stalling' thing, wing fences!

I just can't help but love this strange little pointy critter. Nobody ever designs planes that look quite this weird anymore, and I get that that's because the shape of an airliner has been more or less engineered to perfection by now, but it's still sort of a shame. This really was purely a Soviet thing - modern Russian designs like the Sukhoi Superjet and the Irkut MC-21 sort of just look broadly like 737s. The era of weird airliners seems to be largely over.

But at least when I review liveries, sometimes I'm able to gaze back through the rolled-up newspaper tube of history and see what planes looked like in a more imperfect time, when thrust reversers were an optional design choice and sometimes a plane was just very very pointy, because Tupolev.

#miss conenginality #double sunrise

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dysiver · 9 months

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So in case some of you don't know this, hi I'm dys and I'm a sucker for stupid cute fish.

I love small fish and of course I love bettas, my favorite type of betta fish is a Koi halfmoon betta fish but enough with that.

Lemme talk about JJK

So I have seen a lot of people talking about how the fish in this scene:

are meant to represent how Geto is sick or slowly losing hope while Gojo is thriving. As some people know Betta fish have very sensitive fins, which is why they can be a pain in the ass to take care of, their fins can tear easily if you don't have a proper tank for them. One of the ways to tell if your betta fish is healthy is by how their fins look. They can go from this, to this if they live in the proper environment.

Now, notice something about this betta? Yeah, is a healthy grown betta with fins that look exactly like the ones betta Geto has.

The betta used to represent Geto is a different type of betta from the one Gojo is, in fact the betta used for Geto has fins that are naturally like that, and look like they might have a tear when they don't. This is a Crowntail Betta, it is called like this because the fins give the illusion of the spikes on a crown.

While Gojo resembles the text book definition of a Veiltail Betta but could also be a Halfmoon betta

The funny thing is that obviously these two betta fish are male, even in the anime, betta fish are more flashy and have bigger fins than their female counterpart. Female bettas tend to have shorter fins, are smaller and tend to not be as flashy as male bettas.

So yeah, the betta representing Geto is not sick, it is just a different type of betta. Geto's betta is emitting black smoke while Gojo's betta is emitting a white smoke, which is just a representation of the paths that they took.

On another note, as many people know, Bettas are very aggressive and can be a bit too moody, to the point that they end up hurting themselves sometimes. Male bettas do not like to be around other male Bettas, they end up fighting one another and eventually one of them winds up dead if you keep them in the same tank. The same can happen with a lot of different fish that the betta sees as a threat.

Which is also a representation of Geto and Gojo. The bettas I think are meant to represent how in the end, they weren't going to be able to survive being in the same tank, and one of them had to leave, in this case Geto. Meaning that the two were never going to fully be able to co-exist with one another because of their own nature. So eventually, Gojo and Geto were going to drift apart for one reason or another.

ANYWAYS!

Fun fact: Veiltail betta and halfmoon bettas are harder to take care of and are a lot more delicate because their fins can be very sensitive and easily get caught on things or tear from textures. it fits a princess like Gojo, poor babygirl.

Fun fact 2: Female bettas can be very aggressive as well but can form sororities with other female bettas so eventually you could have a tank full of female bettas as long as you don't introduce a male. Go lesbians go.

Sad fact 3: most bettas are extremely misunderstood. They can be trained and are very smart. They also need big tanks not small ones and hate the cold. They also can die from eating too much!

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo #gojo #geto suguru #geto #jjk gojo #jjk geto

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chaz-is-my-roman-empire · 3 months

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Autistic Chase Headcannon

This man was SO autism coded it's insane.

(please remember that I myself am Autistic and Adhd so this is coming from someone with autism, adhd and tics. Also Chase is a fictional character and I can hc whatever I want about him)

Since Donald was kind of a dick and absent father, especially in the beginning, Chase's autism went undiagnosed for a long while. Finally, he decided to diagnose himself since he's the smartest man in the world, and he didn't need some doctor trying to test him to see if he's autistic.

Since he has super hearing, he is really sensitive to loud noises, more than most people are. Alarms of any kind often lead to a meltdown. One time all the fire alarms in the house went off at once while he was home alone and Bree and Adam came home to him crying on the floor.

He definitely has tics, and they get worse when he's tired, stressed, or nervous. They're often subtle and come in the form of clicking his tongue, jerking his head, blinking, or tapping his fingers. He does have some more prominent tics, which are often vocal tics. His tics get really bad when he stays up late or when he's worried about a mission. Unfortunately some of his vocal tics sound like insults and sass and Adam can't always differentiate tics from Chase being actually mean.

There are three kinds of meltdowns with Chase:

The one where he's crying on the floor because he feels like he's broken and his life is falling apart.

The one where he gets a little bit evil and starts snapping at people without meaning to, and that sometimes leads to him crying on the floor feeling like a piece of shit because he can't control himself.

Spike. While the commando app often activated when chase appears annoyed, it's actually him being so low on spoons that he just turns evil at any minor inconvenience.

When he can't do something right for the first time he loses his mind and decides to never try it again. He sees himself as a failure for not being able to fold paper stars. When he fails a simple task, he starts wondering if he's worthy of being team leader if he can't even complete a single simple task

He is very visually oriented. He loves looking at visual stimuli. He has several stim toys that are just cool to look at. (Kaz thinks they're boring because they don't make any noise.) He likes the look of fireworks but ABSOLUTELY HATES the sound.

He stims a lot. When hes excited he stims a lot with his hands, and occasionally does an excited dance. He also does an aggressive smile when he's happy. When he's annoyed he tends to make a whiny noise which most people don't recognize as him stimming to regulate himself. He doesn't have too many vocal stim, he used to but was made fun of for having weird ones.

He is very texture oriented when it comes to everything. He wears so many flannels, but they have to be the same fabric as each other. He likes the fabric that they're made out of and doesn't like flannels with different fabrics. He tends to eat the same foods over and over because he knows exactly what they're going to be like. He doesn't like trying new foods because texture can be unpredictable. He tends to not like mushier textures, slimy textures, grainy textures, or sticky textures. He's very particular.

Noises have textures to him. He doesn't like sounds that feel crunchy. He doesn't like loud booming sounds because the texture feels wrong on his ears.

If he didn't have a capsule, he would have to sleep with the same blankets and pillows every night and someone taking one of his comfort items would send him into unease and a possible meltdown.

He obviously doesn't understand social cues. First of all, he grew up in a basement, second of all, autism. So he never really knows when it's his turn to speak or when he's been talking for too long. He can't tell when what he's talking about is boring other people.

He hyperfixates very easily and will slip into this state of being unable to do anything but what he's focusing on. He once coded for 27 hours when left alone, and the others came back to a very jittery, dehydrated and tired Chase who had to be dragged away from the lab.

Since he knows pretty much everything, it's hard for him to have just one special interest. He fixates on anything that interests him, and knows pretty much everything.

#chase davenport #autism #autistic Chase Davenport #lab rats #lab rats elite force #kaz mighty med #chaz is my roman empire #kaz

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restlesscrybaby · 10 months

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RockStar Jack Horner AU.

CREATED BY REILLY!!!

SO, I don't think his outfit would be that different, I MEAN it would be different , but like.

THIS VEST??

In a darker color, with pie crust skulls on it. ( The skulls head being the pie crust, the mouth and etc being things such as dripping plums and juice etc. )

Undershirt!! That's all. No sleeves, just to keep his chest and tummy safe.

The vest is a little shorter, showing his stomach and the upside down V at the bottom revealing the white undershirt tucked into his tight leather pants. The pants being like. Jeans. But leather-esc. Yeah!!

BOOTS!!!! Pulling up to his mid-thigh, hiding the rips in the jeans.

A coat?

A ... Leather coat?

You bet your sweet ass he'll have tattoos.

That hangs off his shoulders, not even on his arms? Yeah! And it's a more,, Dark Lavender, it fits.

His shoulder bladed coated in spikes!

Such as a sleeve tattoo! But filled with unicorn horns, crystal balls, etc.

Crystal ball being swarmed with magic at the top, the magic trailing down and etc. The bottom surrounding his wrist being unicorn horns, shooting the magic thats going up his arm. !!

Fuck you, other arm? Pinup tattoo! It's a fairy , posed like \/\/ that!!

He's got a rock guitar. But he's the lead singer, the Bakers Dozen is his guitar, drums, etc.

And you can draw the fairy as your oc or any design! ( mine you should draw her as mine smh )

!!! Piercings?

A septum and a middle lip ring! Wow!!!

'The Bakers Dozen.' Yeah! His stage name is 'Cherry Pie'. Obviously!!!

His music is more aggressive, think ICP. HOWEVER. He leans also more onto a... 'Sexy Drug' sounding songs at times.

Fangirls and boys are his favorite pls.

Backstage pass?

If he has a favorite fan, they'll get his number.

And sometimes, he'll let them sing with him.

HOWEVER. It's rare. He usually despises everyone, even having to hire new members of the band because they keep... Going missing!

Don't defy his ass damn it! He hates when his band members defies him or says a part of a song is hard or that they shouldn't do it.

His stages?

Spikes.

His guitar? Spikes! And he actuslly has it designed to represent an unicorn horn! The bottom of the guitar, where it's bigger, represents a bad apple. The little hole is a skull, duh. His microphone is PERSONALLY made, as the circle bit represents a bad apple as well!

If you are his rockstar gf/bf,

Some songs he writes are dedicated to you, most definitely.

Faceless couple photos.

No one will see your face on public sites, and people speculate who you are.

Lapsitting backstage in his dressing room.

Gifts.

Big gems on necklaces, rings, a new car, big dates, roses, bouquets, everything.

His house?

Big.

His lifestyle?

Big.

Him?

Big.

His fans can be crazy.

But, it boosts his ego.

And he definitely *winkwink* needs an ego boost.

When meet and greets happen, he likes to be a flirt,

It boosts his ego a lot, seeing how they coo and hide their face.

Oh, his stage, you ask once more?

Fire. Spikes. Insanity.

Kiss blowing to the crowd.

Winking.

Holding microphones to fans.

Insanity.

ILL WRITE MORE FOR THIS.

HERES THE START.

#big jack horner #jack horner #puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots #jack horner is so bbg #jack horner x reader #big jack horner x reader #reillyposts #Cherry Pie Horner #Rockstar Horner AU

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polytherian · 9 months

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SNAPPING WOLVES: "Canis spinosa."

a small, aggressive subspecies of the Threatening Wolf.

tagging @scarsmood for inspiring this journey and @ferny-fang because he seemed interested. :3

general build: snapping wolves are, as mentioned, a lot smaller than their threatening wolf ancestors. their average shoulder height is around 3-4ft while their body length is around 4-5ft from nose to tail. they tend to be built slimmer as well, with less muscle, longer + slender legs, sleek fur, with a longer muzzle. built for agility, terrain navigation, and speed.

colorings + markings: they tend to be dully-colored; muddy browns, rusty oranges, and smokey black are some examples. they usually have solid coloration, however markings aren't rare- said markings bear resemblance to a striped hyena or on the back flank similar to a tasmanian tiger. spotted markings are fairly uncommon.

spikes + other factors: they trend towards short, sleek fur, occasionally with a single "mane" of longer fur running down the length of the body. they have both longer and more back spines than threatening wolves, usually laying flat within the "longer fur mane." these spines can be raised and flattened at will- usually used as a threat display. their tail is whip-thin and often used as a distraction in combat. they are able to open their jaws extremely wide, similar to the tasmanian tiger. uniquely, they have two pairs of large ears, similar to bat ears, that can move/swivel independently. three-toed paws (not shown in image) with retractable claws.

fun facts!: their saliva acts as an skin irritant. depending on the bite, it can cause anything from a mild rash to long-lasting burn scars. (however, they can't breath fire like their ancestors.)

. . .

feeding: omnivorous scavengers. lone snappers will scavenge dead animals, rotting fruits, etc. snappers in a pack may endurance-hunt larger animals; grouping up and surrounding their prey until it exhausts itself. however, this endurance-hunting phenomenon isn't seen often; theorized to be a sort of "celebration ritual."

habitat: they live around the foothills of large mountains, most often around forestry. while they do mantain a territory, it is not nearly as "strict" as many other territorial animals. packs will often let other packs stroll through their territories, as long as said pack keeps a distance from their home "den."

pack behavior: packs can be any size under ten. they trend towards 5-7. they are usually built up of "siblings;" that is, snappers that have known each-other since puphood, even if the snappers in question are not blood-related. packs don't have a definite leader- it's less a hierarchy and more a group, kept together for both safety, social bonds, protection, etc.

other fun facts: their vocalization's are described as "very strange;" a series of hyena-like laughs to communicate with packmates, cat-like hissing, clicking, and chirping, as well as guttural moans and growls when threatened. speaking of; snappers are actually more cowardly than they seem- while they may flair up their fur and spines under duress, they are hesitant to actually attack humans.

. . .

to be elaborated on in a later post: reproduction + courtship, more pack dynamics (as well as how lone snappers behave,) more visuals and niche facts, etc. feel free to ask me questions about this species! please.

#🐾.txt #snapping wolves #ockin #original species #original species kin #caninekin #canine therian #sorry for the messy art btw i cant draw for shit

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anticipatecrime · 9 months

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𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚙 |𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚌

authors note: you’ll notice i changed the timing of things, but i had to for it to work for the story. summary: they have a crush on one of their best friends, spider, what happens when they see spider with some chick at the festival, they spend time awkwardly avoiding him, until the party. as they run away from the cops, they hurt their ankle, and spider takes care of them. words: 4.7k

“fuck my life” rowan groaned, aggressively rolling over and pulling the blanket over their face to shield them from the sun entering through the windows.

“ow what the hell” ant grumbled, rubbing his head after they had hit it by accident. he yawned, stretched out, before looking at his alarm clock. “it’s 8:10, rowan. we have to get up or we’ll be late for school.”

“wow okay mr responsible, since when do you care about being on time?” they joked, knowing how rebellious ant has been in the past few weeks.

“hey, i’m responsible” he throws back, before getting up and pulling the comforter off the bed, leaving rowan curled around pillows. as he starts to get ready, changing into cleaner clothes, they finally start to wake themself up.

“honestly, i don’t feel like going in today” rowan shrugs watching as he puts on a sweatshirt. “i really don’t want to see spider..”

ant turns around, and slouches dramatically. “dude, no way you’re going to skip school just because spider slept with some whore at the festival. and you know what? it probably meant absolutely nothing” he said comfortingly.

“i just don’t get it, one minute he’s super sweet and holding my drink so it doesn’t get spiked, then he’s pashing some slut who has her tits out.” rowan calms, feeling disappointed in themself for letting a guy get to them. they’ve never felt like this before, in all honesty it’s typically the opposite way around.

rowan’s definitely gotten around, but to be fair it’s hard not to when you go to hartley high. i mean they’ve even slept with their own bestfriend, who happens to be right infront of them. they both agreed it didn’t mean anything, and was just some fun, but it did make them closer.

“i think you should forget about it, okay? he’s literally an idiot, and that’s coming from me”

“but you’re also an idiot.” rowan chuckles, pulling on some black baggy jeans. they look around, and start pulling out stuff from their bag. “fuck i didn’t bring an extra shirt, can i borrow one?”

“uh of course??” ant draws out his words to make it more dramatic. he digs around in his closet, looking for one that rowan’s worn before. “hows this?” he asks, holding up the one with a sunflower and bee on it.

“absolutely perfect!” rowan puts on the shirt, and huffs, grabbing their bag, and digging out the side pocket for their car keys. “are we stopping for breakfast orrrr?”

“i think my moms made pancakes?” he says in a questioning tone, opening his bedroom door and smelling the hallway. “yes, yes she has.” he laughs.

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“god your mom makes the best pancakes” rowan starts moaning, causing ant to laugh which therefore makes her laugh.

“god save it for the sex you’re going to have this term” he jokes, snickering as rowan pulls into the parking lot.

as they get out, rowan can already see spider and dusty from here. they’re having a quick chat with one of the basketball guys. they glance around the lot, also seeing darren and quinni.

quinni starts to jump up and down seeing rowan. they wave to eachother before she goes back to whispering with darren. quinni and rowan had been friends for a few years, meeting at the extra help room in middle school.

they’ve always had problems with adhd and focusing, making it hard to be in a class with loud and disruptive classmates. unfortunately in highschool, they just have to suck it up and wear headphones most days.

“you got this” ant whispers in their ear, while holding onto their arm as normal. ant is big into physical touch which means he’s constantly holding rowan.

“hey guys!” he calls out, earning grins from the guys.

“hey rowan! see you at ants tomorrow night?” dusty asks, curiously wondering if they would be there to play video games.

“oh hell yeah, i still have to kick your ass!” they giggle.

“oh? is that ant’s shirt?” he points out, giving you a face. spider finally snapped out of his staring at the ground. his eyebrow raised, as he inspected their outfit. “are you sure you aren’t sleeping together?” dusty wonders outloud.

“n- we are” ant shakes his head as he speaks, throwing his arms up like he’s been caught.

spiders eyes widen. “what? really?”

“no idiot. we’re friends. i love this fucker but i’d never sleep with him a second time” now that confession makes his eyes widen even more. he quickly shakes his head, and calms himself.

“wow, knew you were a slut, but your best friend? damnn” spider snickers, before realizing that sounded less like a joke and more like an incredibly rude insult.

ant’s jaw drops, and dusty looks like he’s unsure whether or not to laugh.

“well aren’t you sweet.” rowan says scoffing, before adjusting her backpack and walking off, towards quinni and darren.

“bro, that is totally not how you get rowan to like you.” dusty slaps the back of spiders head out of disappointment.

“no really, that is not cool, even for you.” ant says, rolling his eyes.

“i didn’t mean to.” the blonde shrugged, “thought it was a funny joke.”

“don’t lie, you’re just jealous.” ant walks off in rowans direction.

all of a sudden, his thoughts are interrupted by a younger student. “OI! there’s a fully-gacked sex map in the old stairwell!!”

“what?”

“sex map?”

all of a sudden, everyone is rushing towards the stairwell, completely disregarding that class was starting in a few minutes. spider finds himself running at a quicker speed then most.

all he can hear is screaming, heavy footsteps and panting as other people find their way to the map. “oh shit” he lets out, his eyes wandering to his own name first. quinni, saska and suzie cho. two of those weren’t true, he had made those up to his mates almost 7 months ago, and suzie cho was only a blowie. he groaned internally now knowing that they would know that he was lying.

“what in the kids helpline?” darren looks bewildered.

“no!!”

“a wristy!”

“everyone whos fucked everyone”

“couldn’t walk for three days, that’s true” spider laughs, watching as ant dabs up dusty.

“cum queen!”

“jenny got fisted, holy shit” spiders eyes wander more and more.

“oh shit, darren jerked you off? nice bro, you into dudes now? spider questions.

rowan turns in his direction, and pushes back spider a bit, feeling offended for darren. “who says i’m a dude?” “why didn’t you tell us?”

he laughs it off, then faltering. he sees rowan in black sparkly letters, then he notices the lines connecting to their name, all of the lines.

sasha, zoe clarke, nathan white, ant, cash, tilly, and suzie cho. wait, he bent down to look at the small writing under their name. and two private school boys.

he felt a turn in his stomach, having to clutch it. something about knowing everyone they’ve had sex with, hurt him. he saw them go closer to the wall, finger running against the lines of the people connected to them. “what the fuck” rowan let out, before then standing on a stool that they dragged out from the corner.

“this is not true!” they shout, pointing at the line connecting them to cash. they grabbed a marker from their backpack and drew over it. cash and rowan were in a hidden relationship for around 5 months but things just weren’t working out, tons of communication issues. rowan still loved him, platonically, almost like a brother in a way.

after drawing over the line, rowan steps back, walking into spider on accident. they take a deep breath, and suddenly in seconds, there’s tears welling in their eyes. “guess you’re right. i’m just a slut”

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“can the following students please meet at classroom 5D. Amerie Wadia, Harper McLean, Sasha So, Missy Beckett, Dustin Reid, Spencer White, Anthony Vaughn and Rowan Yearwood, Darren Rivers, Quinn Gallagher-John, Douglas Piggott, Malakai Mitchell.”

“welcome, welcome” rowan walks by the principal entering the class. there’s multiple tables scattered around the room, and suddenly they see ant waving them over.

“what the fuck is this” rowan questions, seeing everyone come in and sit down.

“punishment probably” dusty shrugs.

“map bitch!” spider shouts towards amerie.

“so.. cemetery tonight?” rowan asks, looking towards the guys.

“yeah boy”

“hell yeah”

“oi, uh whats the cemetery?” darren asks.

“well it’s-”

“none ya biz, bongwater.” spider spits, looking them up and down.

“it’s just a party thing.” they clarified, sending a gentle smile towards darren, before ignoring spider.

“okay, settle down. thank you.” ms woodsy’s attempt to silence everyone wasn’t working very well.

the woman standing at the front takes a deep breath. “hi, everyone. i’m miss joesphine obah, but you can call me jojo. it’s kind of like yo-yo but j.” she chuckled, before clearing her throat. “i’m an english teacher, so i know some of you.” she nodded in rowan’s direction.

“but i’m sure you’re all wondering why you’re here.. well your names were on the map in the stairwell. the one that’s out of bounds.”

a boy up front sitting next to amerie raises his hand out of confusion. and finally rowan begins to question who he is. they whisper in ants direction, asking if he’s seen him before.

“uhm, what map?” the new kid asks.

“okay, very funny, look peeps, we’re not dumb. we know a lot of you are sexually active, but we’re concerned this map demonstrates a real lack of respect for one another when it comes to sexual relationships. so we want to address it head on..”

the new teacher, miss josephine went on about the new class and how it aims to give the students information about sex and intimacy. rowan wasn’t paying much attention, they were looking at spider, still upset about the comment he made to them earlier. how could he say something like that? did he really think it was some funny joke?

he then stood ontop of the table and started chanting “sluts, sluts, sluts” thrusting himself near ant.

“oh brother.” rowan shook their head, and started focusing on the teachers again.

“i think we should do the handshake game.”

“that’s not the best one to start with”

“all right everybody.. up!” woodsy shouted. “okay now clear these tables to the side please. thank you, now i want you all to start walking around the room. come onn, walking!!”

rowan started walking, listening to everyones chatter. “now i want you to choose three other people to start shaking hands with.. shaking, shake, good, you know how to shake.”

rowan first shook hands with ant, it sort of became a bro hug, then they walked past dusty, making sure to give a good shake with him too. spider came around them and held his hand out with a gentle smile, almost as a way to apologize.

rowan scoffed, and shook hands with quinni.

“and, stop.” everyone stood straight up, and still. “spencer, you have genital crabs.” people started laughing at that.

“checks out.” darren shrugged. “yeah i’m not surprised, he is a bit of a slut” rowan added on avoiding spiders eyes. more laughter.

“not in real life, thank you darren and rowan for the purposes of this game.” “put your hand up spencer, hand up, spencer, now!” “now everyone that shook hands with spencer, hands up.”

dusty, and ants hands raised up high. “now, shook hands with them.” rowans hand went up too, followed by more people, then more. “you all have genital warts.”

rowan snickered, as malakai spoke. “i thought it was crabs.”

a little while later, the bell rung and rowan went to go sit on the rocks near the edge of the school, eating their lunch that ant’s mom had made for them. veggies, fruit, and a sandwich. cash came by and they talked a bit, about the map, until it got a bit serious.

“i did something really bad.” he admits, grimacing already.

“what did chook make you do.” were the first words out of rowans mouth.

“okay-well, i technically didn’t do anything myself, but that’s the problem..”

“oh god cash, just tell me.” rowan pleaded, scared for one of their best friends.

“i-i, i was driving a car.. after the festival and-d in the back, chook was groping someone.. she was so drunk and i think he drugged her.”

“holy shit.” rowans eyes widened. “is she okay now? was she underage? who was it?” they began to panic.

“...harper.” cash’s voice wavers. “i don’t know why i didn’t help sooner, all i did was unlock the car door when we were at the gas station. i tried to talk to her after slts, but she told me to fuck off. i don’t know what to do.” his eyes began to well.

rowan took a few deep breaths, before grabbing him tightly, and pulling him into a hug. “fuck man.. you need to distance yourself from them.. but i’m proud of you okay? you probably just saved that girl from being raped.” they took a second. “i’d avoid her for a bit, she could think you’re just as bad as them, maybe even scared of you.”

he nodded along. “okay, okay.”

“maybe i’ll try and talk to her.” rowan shrugs, knowing that harper could probably use some comfort, especially considering the weird girl fight happening between her and amerie.

“thank you, rowan.” cash hugs them tight, trying not to cry.

“hey, hey, it’s okay cashy.” feeling him tremble, starts to make them cry as well.

fucking spider.

spider, dusty and ant walk out of the gymnasium laughing about the basketball practice. spider had absolutely kicked ass, and the new kid was on the floor, holding his ankle.

“i knew he was shit.” spider snickered, getting a highfive from dusty.

ant checked his phone, seeing no message from rowan. they were all a bit surprised when they hadn’t shown up to watch practice, it was a normal thing they did together. “have you guys talked to rowan in the last little bit? they haven’t replied to my messages.” ant frowned.

“nope.” dusty said, popping the ‘p’. spider scratched the back of his neck.

“is she-” “sorry, are they, still upset at me? they wouldn’t shake my hand when we were in sex jail.”

“i mean what you said was pretty fucking rude.” ant glares at him. “like, jeez, glad they returned the favour and called you a slut infront of everyone.”

spider threw his hands in the air. “i’m such a fucking idiot.” with mutual agreements from the other boys. “can’t believe i fucked everything up because.. ugh.” he groaned.

“because you were jealous at the thought of me and rowan boning.” ant jokingly smirked. “but really, it meant nothing, we were just drunk and thought it would be funny.” “that was awhile ago too, we’re like practically family.”

“ew, you’d fuck your family?” dustin made fake gagging sounds.

“pfftt shut up, don’t be gross.” ant winced at him. “but like i said spider, no feelings, at. all.”

spider let out a deep breath, fully relieved. “thank fuck.” he ran his fingers through his hair. “how do i make it up to them?”

“confess your feels, bro.” dusty shrugged.

“or just be not a complete asshole to them? show you care or like actually respect them.” ant said, like it was obvious to the guy.

it wasn’t. which may be surprising to some people, to normal people. he wasn’t normal. he’s never done the whole ‘crush’ or ‘liking’ someone thing. infact he’s not really experienced in sex either. everyone thinks he’s some sex machine but in reality he’s just a virgin, whos gotten a few blowies. he tried having sex with some girl a few months ago but he couldn’t get it up. in general he just doesn’t understand vaginas. ‘stupid things’ ‘lazy kebabs’

“make it up to her at the party or something!” ant suggests, before catching a glance of rowan and cash sitting by the rocks. “i’ve found them!” he shouts, running and flailing his arms in their direction.

rowan wipes their eyes, seeing ant in the distance running towards them. “oh god.” they giggle.

the next few classes were absolutely boring and went by almost too quickly. the only thing rowan could think of was, what to wear at the cemetery.

once school had ended, as usual rowan and ant met up by their car, chatting a bit before getting in and taking off. “so, how was the rest of your day?” they asked ant, curious.

“ugh full of spider talking about you.” he yawned dramatically. “gets tiring after awhile.”

“wait really?” they question, looking to him.

“yeahh he felt really bad about earlier, said he wanted to make it up to you, he’ll probably be allllllll over you at the party.” ant said, as they pulled up to his house. he started to get out, but before he did, rowan grabbed his arm.

“okay so i’m gonna go home, get ready and i’ll come by at 9? is that all good?”

“9? party starts at 11.” ant clarifies.

“yeah but i wanna get high before we go.” rowan smiles, laughing before they push ant back out the car.

“i’m cool with that, see you then, row!” ant calls out, walking off to his house.

rowan got home, and made sure to get upstairs quickly to avoid their mother. bit of an asshole she was. after their fathers suicide, their mom was never the same, drinking, taking drugs, beating on them and their younger brother. they hadn’t seen him in awhile. he was temporarily re-homed for his safety. they had taken him to the emergency room once night after their mom had an episode.

thankfully the department of social services got involved, and he’s safe now, with a loving normal family. rowan wishes they would’ve taken them too but, something about their age made it complicated.

they foraged through their closet, trying to find something that would make them look attractive. they wanted to get some attention, hoping it would make them feel better about the spider situation. they had liked him for years, since middle school. it only made it harder when they became friends, and when they became the second bassist for the guys’ band.

pulling out a plain black tank top, and throwing it on the bed, rowan was then looking for some jewerly, planning on wearing the pants they were already in. they decided on a black choker and dangly silver earrings, along with studs for the rest of their piercings. they re-adjusted their septum, and looked at themself in the mirror. ‘hmmm jacket.. jacket..’

they grabbed a plain red sweater, and reached for their doc martens. “hell yeah” they nodded at themself, wondering if they should do any makeup.

after a few minutes, they decided on just a light red smokey eye. they were about to start on their hair, when quinni started ringing.

“hey girl, what’s up?” rowan asked.

“hiii!!” darren gently pushed quinni so they could see the phone. “woah, okay sexy. will we see you at the cemetery?”

“obviously, can’t you tell by this-” rowan cuts themself off and does a spin. “outfit.”

“you look gorgeous.” a different voice is heard, and suddenly amerie is on screen too. “i don’t think we’ve properly met.” she said.

“well, talk to me at the party, and we can.” rowan smiled, before looking at the time. “i gotta get going guys but i’ll talk later.”

and just like that, rowan was on their way to ants.

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“fuckk, this is some good shit.” rowan says, while breathing out smoke, from the joint between their fingers, while watching the road.

ant took over driving while rowan decided to get high before the little get together. “you look really cool.” he said, looking over to them.

“thanks! i tried a new makeup look.” rowan smiled. “i’m so excited, can’t wait to get fucked up.”

“me too, however i am missing the responsible you. don’t let the spider thing get to you okay?” ant nodded.

“i’m trying not to, i feel a lot better now then before.”

“good. also i heard dusty saying to park the cars by his house so it doesn’t look suspicious to the cops.”

“ohh yeah, good idea.” rowan agreed, and watched as ant pulled into dustys driveway. “its like a 10 minute walk right?”

“yeah about i think.”

rowan groaned as they began walking, feeling the tiniest bit dizzy. “told you, you shouldn’t of smoked!” ant laughed, watching them walk.

“whatever.” rowan kept going, walking up the hill, before seeing the firepit. there was only like 6 or so people there so far. spider, dusty, malakai and some strangers they didn’t know.

“hey!” spider called out, seeing rowan. he quickly grabbed an extra beer and popped it open, before passing it over to them.

“oh, thanks.” they replied, nodding along to the music awkwardly. dusty walked up to them and checked them out.

“you look nice.” dustin said, touching their shoulder.

“yeah.” spider agreed, nodding along, as dusty went back to ant. it was silent for a few minutes. “so-”

“i’m sorry.” he blurted out, rubbing the back of his neck. “i want you to know that what i said was really dumb and i didn’t mean it. you’re really cool and i have no place to judge your sex life.”

“wow, spider apologizing?” rowan jokes. “i appreciate it though, thanks spencer.” his heart immediately softens at his name, his real name. it sounds like the most amazing thing ever hearing his name out of their mouth.

he watches as their eyes flicker, before they lean in and give him a side hug. ‘holy fucking shit’ he thinks to himself, putting his arm around them.

“well.” they smiled, before seeing other people begin to arrive. “thanks for the beer, i’ll see you around, yeah?”

“yeah.. yeah i’d like that.” he watches rowan walk away, and suddenly two bodies are next to him, patting his back.

“oooo, rowan and spider sitting in a tree-” dustin starts.

“fuck off.” spider shrugs him off and gives him the finger, before laughing and going back to talking with other people.

soon, the group gets bigger and the music is louder, people are dancing and it’s like an actual party. rowan sees cash out of the corner of their eye. “hey!” they smile, giving him a friendly hug, before whispering in his ear. “you got anything?”

“obviously.” he rolls his eyes, pulls out a small tin and passes it over to rowan. they open it and take a few edibles. “so, hows the spider thing going?”

“hmm it’s better.” they shrugged. “he gave me an actual apology and we hugged.”

“he apologized to you? holy, what have you done to spider.” cash snickers. rowan takes his hand and sits on the hill with him.

“you think he could like me back?”

“you’re joking right. it feels like it’s obvious.” rowan looks surprised. “he’s always looking at you during classes, and he’s so friendly to you.” rowan thinks for a moment.

“there’s no way, he’s literally an asshole to me half the time.”

“because he likes you!” cash exclaims, fed up with having to explain it over and over.

“but-”

“rowan!! stop talking to mr eshay, and come have fun!!” rowan gave a smile that looked more like a grimace to say ‘sorry’. suddenly they were being pulled away by ant, and dragged onto the dance floor.

“woo!” they exclaimed, dancing their heart out. “this is awesome!” the music was loud, and it just took control of them, everything was floating away. they slowly turned the other way to dance into more people, seeing quinni and darren.

“hell yeah! how you guys liking the party?” rowan asked, before they started jumping up and down to the beat of the music.

“it’s sick!” darren says, grooving.

“very loud.. but i confronted spider about my lazy kebab flaps!” quinni grinned, making rowan chuckle.

“awesome!” the sky got darker, and eventually it was only the city lights and buildings keeping the party a lit.

it felt like seconds, but in reality it was minutes of dancing, minutes of thrashing around, hair whipping, and bouncing, and soon rowan began getting tired, and the effects of the alcohol really started hitting. the dance moves got sloppy, and rowan, dizzy.

they felt a hand on their waist, almost as support. “aaa helpp” they slurred, pushing off the hand not knowing who it was. they felt the person get closer, and felt something by their ear.

“rowan”

spider.

“rowan, hey it’s me, i think it’s time to get you home.” he said softly, very gently attempting to drag them away from the dance floor.

“nooo, dancing..” they mumbled

“rowan, hey, you can barely stand, okay? if you don’t want to go home, atleast drink some water.” he handed them a plastic water bottle.

“need. need to sit down.” they said, before dramatically plopping onto the ground in the middle of the dance floor, people surrounding them with dance. it was almost like they were the only two present.

he snickered at them. “too much to drink?”

“maybe..” they leaned onto him for support, clinging to his orange overshirt, for warmth.

“you cold?” rowan nodded to the question. “i know it’s not much but here.” he passes over the shirt before realizing they can’t do it themself. he moves positions to help put it on for them. “there.” he smiles.

“spence.. i..” they, and everyone else at the party was cut off by police sirens in the distance, and quickly there was cars pulling up.

“cops! cops!” ant shouted.

“oh fuck.” they screamed, holding onto spider as he got up.

“a bit shit that we’re littering.” sasha squeaks.

everyone split up except for spencer, rowan, ant, dusty, sasha and harper.

“fuck, fuck, fuck.” rowan muttered, running as fast as possible.

“oi get back here!”

they ran towards a large gate. it was triple the height of any of them, spider was about to jump but looked towards rowan. he got down, and grabbed their waist, suspending them over the gate. of course being incredibly drunk, they don’t stick their landing and they end up fucking their ankle up.

they swore out of pain and started limping, spider threw himself over the gate and held rowan up. “i’m so sorry, are you okay?” he asks, holding their head.

“little ouchie, my ankles fucked, you should run, i can hide behind a bush or something.” they suggested.

“what, fuck no.” spider scoffed, before pausing to think. “can i carry you?” he asked, looking into their eyes.

“get back here!” a cop shouted, getting closer to the gate.

“yes, yes, hurry!” they shrieked. and soon enough they were in spiders arms, as he ran. it was a wild feeling, being held by him like this, being held so tightly.

“thank you spider.” they spoke, muffled into his chest as he ran.

“don’t worry about it ro.” he smiled, it was crazy, feeling them curl up in his arms.

“fuck!” they heard a cop shout, stuck behind the gate.

after about 10 minutes, he had stopped sprinting, and was now carrying them back to his place, knowing how far theirs were. “you okay?” he wondered.

“mhms.”

he gushed at them, they were so cute.

once he got to his house, he quietly rushed upstairs, hiding them from anyone in the house. he set them on his bed. “i’ll make a bed on the floor, you stay comfy up there, alright?”

“noo, please stay with me.” they beg, pouting. “don’t wanna be alone.”

spider sighs, shuffling into the bed and putting an arm around them. he watched as they fell asleep, cuddling into his chest. “god, i love you.” he mumbled, pulling them closer.

“m love you too.” they mumble back.

#heartbreak high #heartbreak #spider #spencer white #spencer white heartbreak high #oc #harpermclean #ameriewadia #darrenrivers #douglaspiggot #cash #anthonyvaughn #dustinreid #highschool #anticipatecrime

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lildoodlenoodle · 10 months

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Spider Freak Behavior Headcanons

Ok so we all know some of my headcanons and thoughts on making the spider people more spidery. So here’s some more, ignoring the obvious ones like eight legs and eyes and spinning webs. While not all of these, or even any of these, will fit all spider people it’s still fun cause you could def apply these to the more freaky spiders, like Miguel O’Hara, Jessica Drew, 6 armed spidey, spider noir, Kaine Parker, *sigh* SpiderHam, etc. If you’re curious as to why I singled out these guys check out here!

So what do I mean by spidery behavior? So glad you asked!

Instinctually/psychologically: Feeling the need to wrap up villains like a spider does with bugs in its web(feeling the need to liquify and drink their insides(these motherfuckers love smoothies)). Loving shiny objects(noir with the rubic cube lol). Spiders do little mating dances and ITS SO CUTE! Spider people should get to do little wiggles to express different emotions! Some spiders also make little chirping sounds to talk to each other or when hunting, so I think spider people should be able to do that. And be able to purr!(more like a cat not just like a spider, cause it’s more versatile and spider people are largely still mammals) Yes that means they like to cuddle. But on the darker side we get aggressiveness and solitude. Like some spiders actively hate any member of their own species, and get territorial. But some do live in colonies(cough cough spider society). I also think many spider people make little web hammocks or little web nests as a comfort/safety thing.

Physiologically: AMAB spiders being smaller than AFAB spiders. Most female spiders are much larger than their male counterparts, so big buff spider ladies! Sensitive eyesight(Miguel looking at your emo ass) with proficiency in green and ultraviolet lights. So they might need to wear sunglasses. This would also go with a vibration sensitivity, like feeling a fly caught in your web. Some spiders are really hairy, like tarantulas! So it stands to reason some spider people might have a lot of body hair or even dense hair that forms spikes(miguel) and can fling those spikes like tarantulas do. Looking more internally, spiders have blue blood due to oxygen attaching to copper instead of iron like it does in humans! So you could totally have spider people with blue/purple/darker colored blood! Spiders don’t have bones either. They got a hard exoskeleton, but you break that and they just kinda squish. So you could definitely change spider peoples’ bone density and what the bones are made out of. Cartilage would be an interesting one. Or you could go straight for chitin, which is also similar to what fingernails and hair is made out of, and is what some exoskeletons are made out of. Spiders also don’t have eyelids, so that could be fun to play around with. Most of you already know, spiders can’t thermoregulate, but they can hibernate, which is definitely something you could explore and have fun with with angst. Oh! And some female spiders can make pheromones to ‘control’ males.(Jessica) I am also always a sucker for mouth body horror, so split jaws and oral pedipalps are very lovely to me!

Let me know if I missed anything else! Also you should add your own freaky spider things to the post, I love seeing fresh ideas on these sorts of things. But ultimately, feel free to cherry pick through this if you want to use any of these, not all of this will work or make sense for every spider!

Alright, I do have more underneath the cut, but it is officially a minors DNI area. We are getting into some frisky stuff below the cut!

Once again, a lot of this will vary based on the spider and spider person you’re talking about so feel free to squint your way through things and cherry pick if you want to use any of this.

With most spiders the males are smaller and submissive compared to the females. So afab spider people are more likely to be dominant in bed whereas amab spider people are more likely to be submissive. Some spiders even eat their mates after sex, so maybe some afab spider people get a little hungry after sex and enjoy biting their partners. If you wanna get freaky, have one actually try to eat someone.(hey Alexa, play Maneater)Whereas amab spider people might have some sex anxiety due to an instinct of getting eaten after sex. On the flip side maybe they like to get bitten? Some male spiders rlly want to be eaten actually, which could translate to masochism, but I could very much see that turning into anxiety and an impending sense of doom after sex. So like aftercare is probably very important(?). Either way biting would be involved. Some male spiders will even do little dances or give their female partners back rubs before sex(which is so cute and silly), so do with that information what you will. We are ignoring male penis detachment cause that is a lot even for me. But with that said, male spiders, in my opinion and if you know anything about how certain spiders have sex, should be really good at oral. To help this theory, Peter Parker 616 is not only canonically freaky but also fantastic at oral. Another one, purring. Some spiders purr during and before sex to attract a mate(it’s different than cat purring) but because spider people are largerly mammals I think they still purr when content(like a cat) and during sex but it’s two different types of purrs. Finally, back to the pheromones, those are mostly used by female spiders for sexual purposes on males, which could be translated over to spider people in a couple of different ways. But either way you go, feel free to interpret all the spidery behaviors however you see fit!

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epickiya722 · 4 months

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In honor of his birthday, Mr Todoroki Shouto

Happy (Belated) Birthday, Shoto! ❄🔥

My first impression: Shoto actually didn't have much of an impression on me. Surprised me to see him with both ice and fire powers, and I thought his design is pretty cool. Other than that, I didn't really care for him.

My impression now: Shoto definitely has gotten on the favorites list.

Favorite thing about that character: Like I mentioned before, I really like Todoroki's design. Except for that first hero costume of his. I despise that outfit.

Least favorite thing: It's funny to me that the audience deemed Katsuki aggressive when fighting Ochako, but did not have that same energy when Shoto literally could have killed Hanta. Did we not see those spikes?! What if one hit him the wrong way?! Mind you, he did this because he was angry. He was not thinking straight!

Favorite line/scene: There's quite a few lines and scenes I like from Todoroki but the one I end up quoting a lot is the "If I smile, then they'll die?" Oh my gosh, he was so concerned about that, bless that icy-hot baby.

Favorite interaction that character has with another: His interactions with Katsuki be having me in tears sometimes because he doesn't even flinch. Like, he has no reaction to anything Katsuki does and he just "We're friends". He is not fazed by Katsuki. One of my favorite interactions is when Katsuki is laughing at Shoto because Camie made "Glamoroki" and Shoto is just all confused about it.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: Hear me out... Sato. I could love to see him and Shoto bake a cake or even Sato teach Shoto how to make cold soba. They could bond over Shoto looking like a strawberry shortcake and Sato being able to make one.

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: Giyu because of their personalities. Stoic, unbothered expressions but they're actually caring and need a hug.

A headcanon about that character: You know how a common gag with the fandom is he is a "theorist" and will theorize that two characters gotta be related? Yeah, for me, Shoto does that for giggles. He sometimes like to play curious and be like "you think I could be related to Burnin'?" just for a reaction. Especially around Izuku because he will go "TODOROKI, IT WAS ONE TIME!!"

A song that reminds of that character: Not a song that I think Todoroki would listen to or do I think exactly is his song, but Megan Thee Stallion's Flamin' Hottie. There's a line in there that goes 🎶 Hot girl Meg or young Tina Snow 🎶 and then I remember that she dressed like Shoto.

An unpopular opinion about that character: Hm... I don't think I have one for Shoto.

Favorite picture: One that comes to mind is this shot of him. Okay, model worthy! Slay!

Send Me a Character...✨️

#kiya answers #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #shouto todoroki #shoto todoroki #todoroki shouto #todoroki shoto

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regallibellbright · 6 months

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Since 5,000 items seems aggressively low for a fashion dressup game where designing your own clothes is a core conceit (even if the designing is just your choice of colors, that you can do it for so many designs still results in Things Adding Up Fast and lbr while I WOULD have liked a design system more in line with Fashion Forward’s we still have way more options than we had IN Fashion Forward and “certain aesthetics are way more popular than others so those styles get inundated” is a known thing that’s been going on for ages) and yet navigating my virtual closet is an unending nightmare without categories and a functional search at around a mere 1,500 items, I’ve been pretty aggressively culling it of items that are too close to the same color or which I simply have too many of.

The dresses are particularly ripe for this - see my previous “you could throw a rock and hit at least four lolita dresses of some variety” comment - especially because they’re also high level unlocks so I suspect they’re overrepresented in part by people going “look at my fancy dress, I spent a lot of points on it!” (Also the two dresses that were potential preorder bonuses depending on what retailer you ordered from in Japan - you can TELL which of those sets were more popular, just like you can tell literally all North American players if not all international players received the girly set, because I have legitimately lost track of how many pairs of this One Specific Shoe I have obtained and then deleted. By contrast I have not seen ANY of the items from the sporty or pop sets I don’t think, and like. Two of the shirts from the relaxed set.) This is also definitely the case for the cute oversized hoodie dress with a polkadot stegosaurus on it and sleeves too big for your tiny arms. You unlock it at like, level 35 or something, so it’s proof you’ve been designing a lot. And it’s adorable, I say, purging a good half dozen from my catalogue, but I do not need so many of them. Especially not when half of them are black base, white stripe, specific accent color or two for the stegosaurus.

But I unlock it myself (with the matching sneakers with legwarmers, of course,) and decide to make myself one so that, when I feel like wearing one (which will probably not be infrequent), I can at least be wearing one I made. 90,000 points will be well spent here.

In the process of designing I spin it around and take in all the details and what colors go where. And so I realize that on the back of the hood part are little spikes in the stegosaurus color.

I take back what I said about not needing thirty of them for my little avatar. I would like thirty of them in reality.

#regalli plays fd #I have started taking screenshots and I will get more but my laptop does not have a basic sd slot for some unfathomably bad reason #so while I have a USB adapter it’s always a multistep process that’s a pain in my ass

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𝙑𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙀

　　『　female human reader + tailgate 』

　　— chapter 2

　　— getting to see some more interactions going on👀👀 also another thing ive noticed when reading mtmte fics ,, ppl dont take in the different times that happen on different planets ,, like on one planet it could be that every minute is 50 years on earth or smt 🥴

　　＜　one , two , four , five ＞

so far it was nice. interesting ,, to say the least. a lot has happened already in the past few months according to swerve. he was one of the minicons on the ship ,, and apparently was running a bar without the captains knowing. he talked quite a lot though ,, yet it didnt bother you for a minute unlike others. he was also apparently a big fan of humans ,, or had a big obsession with them.

you didnt get it ,, why he liked humans so much. there wasnt anything special ,, other than the fact that theyre smaller and organic ,, compared to the metal titans of the ship. there were three other minicons you'd come across. rewind ,, tailgate ,, and pipes were their names ,, and they were said to be quite old. older than your own planet that is.

pipes was quite generous ,, always offering to give you a lift to different places after and before meetings. he was good company ,, always listening and giving some actual good advice unlike others.

though they treated you well ,, better than some mechs on board that is. rodimus kept calling you 'that human' or 'little guy' ,, and more than once has a mech mistaken you for a pet. it was degrading to say the least ,, so knowing that theres a few that treated like an actual being made it a little better. those four weren't the only ones you'd seen or come across.

you've made good progress becoming somewhat of an acquaintance to some others on the ship. those bots being rung ,, skids ,, blaster ,, and ratchet. rung was the psychiatrist of the ship ,, a therapist if you will. skids was someone suffering with amnesia and blaster was the life of a party. a bit passive aggressive to some ,, but he waa quite nice towards you. he did say he's met humans before ,, interacted with them ,, befriended them. hes chill if anything ,, more of the type to just go with the flow.

and ratchet ,, hes old and seen it all. hes been through hell and back ,, seen more than you would from a snuff film. or multiple snuff films at that. hes really the only medic on board ,, working his aft off from day to night. you pity the poor mech ,, though he already scolded you about that.

you've met others on board. cyclonus ,, trailcutter ,, whirl unfortunately ,, chromedome ,, and brainstorm. percepter as well ,, but you rarely see the mech. hes usually locked up in his lab digging his nose in god knows what. or hes usually chasing brainstorm out of his lab. it reminded you of how siblings would act ,, not that you had siblings but you've definitely witnessed their relationships before.

whirl and you had a run in at swerve's bar ,, the mech practically storming in and cussing everyone out. then he had saw you and now you've practically become the one person whom he solemnly seeks out for god knows what. it's different everyday. " lets blow up perceptor's lab ." or " lets scratch a spike onto ultra magnus's desk ." were the latest ones this past week.

you'd like to think you and chromedome are somewhat acquainted or well ,, you know him somewhat. especially considering how often you hang out with rewind and how often chromedome is attached to the minicon. he doesnt talk too much ,, nor does he really do much. youve got a basic understanding of him so far. a mnemosurgen who doesnt stop what he does ,, despite his many promises towards rewind.

poor minicon always rants about it to you ,, how he could easily end up dead one day from it all. or how its bad for him ,, the memories and the nightmares he gets. you feel bad ,, yet there wasnt a thing you could really even do.

cyclonus you met through tailgate. he also didn't talk much ,, just giving a gruff or a nod every now and then. when he did speak ,, his voice was deep and gruff ,, yet calming as though he were about to sing a lullaby. his face reminded you of a skeleton ,, a human skeleton. how his cheeks had that sharp look to them ,, and the sharp edges of his chin didnt help either. yet it also seemed like his armor was similar to that of a samurai.

trailcutter you've seen at swerve's bar ,, usually drowning in his sorrows and always going about his forcefields and whatnot. hes usually seen hanging around with skids. you've given him a greeting or two when you did have the time. he always talked about how this 'hound' guy would love to meet you ,, the mech apparently having a fascination with humans and earth itself.

thinking back on it ,, you did make good progress being aboard the lost light. made a few friends and some soon to be friends. no enemies yet ,, thankfully ,, or that would pretty much ruin the 'human-cybertronian' relationship you were working towards for your 'bosses' on earth. you tried as often as you could to send them reports and updates ,, trying to keep on top of your work. yet time worked differently in space and different places.

right at the spot youre in right now ,, every day is a hour on earth. you were somewhat struggling to keep up with work ,, yet it was becoming a bit overbearing. rung has offered to help you with the stress ,, as he was a psychiatrist and it was his job to help those in need ,, whether he was on duty or not. the more you thought about visiting the orange mech ,, the more you wanted to send a message.

the datapad stared at you ,, words meaningless the more you stared. with a huff ,, you gave into temptations ,, setting aside the datapad and giving a quick message to rung ,, saying you'd drop by real quick for a small chat. he wasnt busy as of the moment anyways ,, probably pondering his little ships or something nerdy.

the walk wasnt too far either ,, so you didnt bother asking pipes for a lift. he was probably at swerve's around this time anyways ,, laughing it up with some of the other bots on board.

stopping right in front of rung's office ,, you looked up at the tall door and stepped in front of it. the door slid open slowly ,, revealing the inside. all neat and organized ,, not a single mess in sight ,, with the mech himself observing on his ark ships on his desk. his helm popped up ,, before a smile had danced across his derma. he stood up from his desk and made his way towards you.

" (y/n) ,, how nice to see you ,," he greeted ,, opening his hand for you to stand on. you gave a brief nod ,, climbing on and watching as he made his way towards his previous spot. " its nice to see you as well ,, i hope you dont mind that ive stopped here for a moment ?" you tilted your head to the side.

" not at all ! ive grown quite fond of out little conversations ,, in fact . what brings you here today ?" his smile was soft ,, eyes shining under the light. his glasses were set aside on the desk ,, letting you see his face fully. " nothing much ,, just got tired of doing work is all ." you gave a small shrug. he hummed ,, before giving a response. " you're not overworking yourself again are you ?"

you shook your head and hands quickly ,, " no no ! ive been taking breaks and eating my meals !" rung nodded ,, giving a chuckle ,, " good ,, i wouldnt want to have to report you to ratchet again ."

" please no ,," you fake pleaded ,, " not again ,, one time was enough !" you laughed quietly at the memory. it wasnt too long ago rung found out you had been overworking yourself to near death. he was fast to report it to ratchet ,, who in turn ,, stole all your datapads and pushed food packed with vitamins and calories at you. he said he wouldnt give your datapds back unless you had eaten and taken proper care of yourself.

it took a while ,, but ratchet finally gave your datapads back. that was the last time you would show or tell someone you were being overworked. whilst it felt nice ,, having someone fret and worry over you. yet it made you behind on work ,, and proved bothersome. these little lies of you not being overworked wont hurt anyone though ,, so long as you kept a positive attitude and showed up to things.

your conversation with rung seemed to fly by ,, having talked about his latest findings to things about the past or new human songs he's come across. he is quite fond of them ,, and the literature. hes more into the older authors ,, ones from more than a few years ago. from his recent choices ,, you'd have to introduce him to osamu dazai one day.

though rung had a patient coming soon ,, and with that you left his office ,, feeling much better than before. your relationship with him was growing more ,, maybe even becoming one of his few actual friends on the ship. instead of some who only acknowledge him by his job ,, instead of the mech outside of being a psychiatrist.

with a final goodbye ,, you sauntered out of the office and casted your gaze to the window. a galaxy ,, one you werent sure of ,, was passing by. you could see the sun in it ,, a super giant ,, almost blindingly bright it was. the planets orbiting nonetheless beautiful. there werent many ,, only five of them. yet ,, they were all unique. with a small smile ,, you took a quick photo and headed back towards your habsuite.

#transformers x reader #x reader #x female reader #tailgate #mtmte tailgate #tailgate x reader #mtmte x reader #🎇.mtmte #🎇.tailgate #rung #blaster #pipes #rewind #swerve

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