#twice bitten

[addicted-to-dc]

Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara X Spider!Reader - Twice Bitten (Part 2)

Here’s part 2!! I am so exited to keep this series going. No idea when I’ll have time to do the next part, but I’m sure it’ll be soon. I’m too obsessed to leave this alone. 

Link to Part 1 --- Link to Part 3

Contents: Angst, fluff, sexual tension, light body horror(?). It’s Miguel O’Hara, I think he warrants a warning himself. Friends (ish) to lovers.

Word Count: 1,700

You groggily wake up and push yourself out of the bed. Scratching your face, you immediately walk onto the wall and do your morning stretches. One pop here, a LOUD pop there, and you’re groaning against the wall as your tense muscles finally relax. Walking up the wall and onto the ceiling, you notice how your suit feels more snug than it should.

Hopping down, you land on the ground and head to the nearest reflective surface you can find. Your eyes nearly bulge out of your head at the sight of you. The suit is ruined with tears you don’t even remember getting. Do you look… bigger?

Your muscles have grown, but how is that possible? You feel like you’re going through the bite all over again, your body once again changing overnight. The next thing you notice is your neck. The bite is still there but scarred over where his teeth punctured the deepest. You pinch the bridge of your nose. How the hell are you going to deal with this?

A fresh suit lays folded on a nearby table. As soon as you grab it it retreats back into a bracelet. You pick it up and examine it. Your eyes drift back down to the table again, spotting tight underclothes. Looking down, you slowly take off your suit and finally see the all of the damage.

Your veins are practically neon, barely noticeable to the naked eye. Leaning closer to the mirror, you examine the bite. The neon is at its strongest there, but it’s overwhelming with your eyes. You lean forward, examining them. The whites of your eyes are gone, replaced with the same neon hue. Your normal eye color is gone, a haunting red staring right back at you.

Shoving your worried thoughts aside, you quickly change and place the new bracelet on. With the flick of your wrist, the suit rematerializes. You let out a sigh of relief when you recognize the same suit design. Your attention shifts back to the bracelet, now blending perfectly with the suit. Your brain itches to explore this new piece of tech, but the door opens before your self-restraint went out the window.

“I see you’re awake, good,” Miguel says, entering the room. “How are you feeling?”

“Like my 15-year-old self again,” you sigh, finally finding the button that removes your mask. It instantly disappears, leaving your curiously confused face behind.

Miguel lets out a laugh, one that shakes his upper body. He stops a few paces away from you, almost hesitant to get close. You watch as his face falls slightly, finally seeing how much he’s changed you.

“My bite doesn’t do this,” he says quietly, his eyes drifting away from you.

You close the distance, placing a hand on his shoulder, “The bite may have changed me, but we still don’t know why. What does it usually do?”

“It’s venomous, usually paralysis follows.”

You try to bite your lip to think, but the fangs immediately poke you. Wincing, you sigh and massage your temples, “It could be a million things. The interdimensional travel, maybe substances from different dimensions have different reactions, or just my DNA just reacts this way. I’ve had my suspicions from… previous experiences.”

His eyes darken at your hesitant look, shame burning across your face as you think about the symbiote locked away. Your symbiote. You push the memories down, forcing yourself to look at Miguel.

Miguel knows, he made it his mission the whole night to learn everything about you. Your story isn’t a common one, an outlier to all of the Peter Parkers, Gwen Stacys, and even Jessica Drews. There were whispers of your dimension from the others, but they all stayed away. Some have no idea how you’re still alive, the Spider that went too far and somehow came back.

“We’ll figure this out,” Miguel sighs tiredly, now his turn to pinch the bridge of his nose. “I’ll give you the tour, some food, and then we’ll deal with this at my lab.”

Your melancholy demeanor instantly shifts, a smirk growing on your face as your eyes light up. He nearly loses it when the tips of your fangs poke out from under your lips. “Gonna get me that dinner you promised?”

“I didn’t promise anything,” he mumbles, the smile on his face betraying his tone. “Come on, we have a lot of ground to cover.”

The door opens, flashing a bright light. You wince, lifting a hand up as you follow him out of the room. Your mask reappears, the covering on your eyes softening the overwhelming brightness. Once your eyes finally adjust, your eyes widen at the sight before you.

Hundreds, no, thousands of different Spideys walk along the numerous pathways that lead to who knows where. Miguel’s words knock you back into reality.

“Sensitivity to light, I hope you have sunglasses.”

You look at him, who also has his mask on. “Are you a vampire? A spider vampire?”

“Spiders have fangs,” he states matter-of-factly.

You know he’s defending himself. Did you strike a nerve? A searing pain erupts in the back of your head, your spider-sense going haywire as more and more Spiders walk near you. It’s like your senses have been dialed to one thousand. You feel him grab your shoulders, guiding you back up as the pain stops as quickly as it started.

Your brain goes a million miles per hour, trying to think of some explanation why this is happening. You were perfectly fine alone and with Miguel, why are your senses going haywire?

“You’re different than the rest, aren’t you?” you ask, the puzzle pieces finally fitting together. “You weren’t bitten by a radioactive spider, you…” Your words fade away, unwilling to finish the sentence.

You clutch your head again as more and more people pass by. Miguel quickly wraps his arm around your waist and swings away, the pain alleviating as you get further and further from the crowd.

“I’m fine, just let me-” Your words die as soon as you crush your web shooters, small sparks and web fluid flying everywhere as he swings up to a platform.

As soon as he lands you slump to the floor, staring at the broken web shooter. You used the same pressure you always have, it was designed to resist-

Miguel’s hand covers the broken tech, his other wiping the foreign tears off of your face. You didn’t even realize your mask is gone. You finally realize that it’s dark in here, probably for his comfort. Without a word, he gently removes both of your web shooters and sets them onto a nearby table. His hand returns with new ones. They seamlessly adhere to the suit.

“You’re awfully quiet for a Spider-Man,” you joke, your voice cracking when he pulls his hands away.

He remains silent for a few moments, as if he’s running with the bit, but he finally speaks. “Lyla, can you send some breakfast up here… Please.”

A hologram of a woman with a bright white coat and huge heart glasses appears in your face, scaring the shit out of you as you hit your head against the table behind you.

“Sorry,” Lyla apologizes to you. Her attention then diverts to Miguel, leaning close. “What’s gotten into you? So polite, is it because-”

“Lyla, please,” Miguel interrupts, his tired look silencing Lyla.

She looks between you two, her confused look morphing into a smirk. “I see where this is going. Don’t stop on my account.”

Your attention moves to the bracelet, fiddling with it as she drones on and on, congratulating Miguel for opening up again. You accidentally make your gloves disappear with a push of a random button. You move to fix it but Miguel’s growl paralyses you.

Miguel goes to slash at her, but she’s already gone. You stare at his talons, baffled at his control. You immediately snatch his hand, examining it. His talons retract, making you look back at him. You release his hand with a smile. “Sorry.”

“You got it right.”

“I got what right?” you question him, moving to sit across from him.

“I’m not like the others,” Miguel explains, his mask fading away. “I wasn’t bitten by a spider, more like… I had to splice my DNA with one.”

“So,” you begin, “you’re more spider than the rest of them?”

“I think you now have that title,” he whispers, his face disappearing as he covers it with his hands. “I’m supposed to fix anomalies, not create more.”

He mutters a few things under his breath, some Spanish that goes in one ear and out the other. You can tell he’s beating himself up. Whatever is haunting him, you know it’s the reason why he’s working himself to the bone to keep order. Your head tilts, confusion dominating your features once again. How do you know that?

Miguel’s face reappears, his brows furrowing. “Did you say something?”

“No, why?” you ask.

“How do you know what?”

You lean back in shock, “Did you just fucking read my mind?” It’s like the floodgates in your brain finally open, immediately standing up to pace around the platform. You forgo biting your lip and bite onto your finger, trying to figure out how exactly your minds can be connected like this. Is it because of the bite? Is he lying about being a spider vampire? Honestly that would be kind of hot-

Your pacing ceases as you accidentally bite too hard on your finger, puncturing deep with a hiss. You’re too busy examining the wound to look at Miguel. Your spider-sense goes off, urging you to turn around.

Miguel invades your personal space, his eyes completely glowing as he leans in close. As soon as his face is mere centimeters from yours the warning goes away. His warmth is intoxicating despite you feeling like a furnace right now. You feel him grasp your bleeding hand, guiding it up to his mouth as he licks the blood off of your wound.

Your entire body shivers, the urge to bite growing more and more tempting as his lips relocate to your ear.

“I’ve already bitten you once, I think it’s fair to return the favor.”

#miguel o'hara x spider!reader #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman x spider!reader #spider-man 2099 x reader #across the spiderverse fic #Twice Bitten

[scribbling-punk]

Twice Bitten

Superrojascorp alpha/omega, anyone?

Lena’s cheeks puff out as she holds her breath, emerald eyes, darkened with lust, darting between the two alphas as they close in on her again. She halfheartedly strains against the soft silk that binds her wrists, too desperate—too wet—to even play along anymore. 

She wants this, she wants them. 

The insistent throbbing between her legs becomes damn near impossible to bear, her thighs desperately rubbing together without Lena even realizing it.

“Awww, look,” a saccharine sweet voice coos, “she’s trying to get started without us.”

Kara is on top of Lena before she can even blink, her mouth hot and desperate against hers—possessive in the way that Lena adores. Lena whimpers as Kara’s knee firmly slots between her trembling thighs, pressing deliciously against her dribbling cunt as Kara urges Lena’s legs further apart. 

She’s vaguely aware of Andrea tugging experimentally at the restraints, ensuring the omega is still completely at their mercy, but coherency abandons Lena as soon as Kara’s fingers drift through coarse curls that are damp with her slick.

Lena gasps as Kara parts her soft folds, fingertips ghosting across her throbbing clit. 

The alpha’s grin is smug, laced with a confidence that she never seems to have outside of the bedroom unless there is a crimson cape draped around her shoulders, and Lena can feel her impressive bulge against her thigh—can feel the damp spot that Kara has left behind on her briefs. 

She teases Lena, drives her crazy and seems to lap up every cry and whimper.

Her touches are too light to offer any kind of relief and Lena is instantly overwhelmed when Andrea swoops down on her, too.

Hungry like the wolf buried just beneath the surface.

Read parts 1 to 4 of Twice Bitten early on Patreon.

#Twice Bitten #Superrojascorp #kara x lena x andrea #alpha/omega #early access

[oldmanpeace]

#twice bitten #retro #vintage #horror

[abalonetea]

“You would’a smelled them,” says Harris, repeating the words back at his brother. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be runnin’ off on your own. You smelled Ma and nearly took her hand off!” “She would’a deserved it,” snaps Levi, a growl chasing after the words. “And we both know it.”

hey : )

Levi, start being normal challenge : )

(he can't be)

#my writing #writeblr #howl series #twice bitten #dont forget that the first book is available on amazon!

[werewiire]

anyone on this webbed site listen to the twice bitten CoS podcast

#curse of strahd #twice bitten #twice bitten podcast

[lunaraydue]

TWICE BITTEN (DEMO)

A thrilling supernatural murder mystery in a neon-gothic city!

Malakai Catshall is an ordinary inspector assigned to investigate the strange murder of a young woman found drained of blood. The case takes an unexpected turn when he himself is attacked in pursuit of evidence and wakes up changed. Vivek DeValentis, a detective from the classified Special Crimes Investigation Unit, has saved Malakai's life-- at an unlikely cost. Thrust into a secretive society of immortal vampires who live in the city's neon shadows, Malakai has to rethink everything he thought he knew to answer three questions: Who killed the woman in the alleyway? Who attacked him? And what, exactly, is happening to his body?

This demo was released for Mystery Game Jam 2024 and is 9.5k words with point-and-click mystery gameplay! The full game is currently in development, with a tentative early September release goal. If you like murder mysteries, pathetic wet cat noir detectives, and homoerotic vampires, give Twice Bitten a play!

#twice bitten #TB #indie games #indie dev #murder mystery #point and click #vampire #pathetic men #indie vn #visual novel

[chickadeewild]

still bitey

#bitey bitey #timothee #cmbyn #bones and all #oral fixation ? #twice bitten #once kinda shy

[finncakes]

I'm not calling you ghost, just stop haunting me.

#twice bitten #twice bitten podcast #caohmie sylralei #lilissen winterstar #thinking abt them #they're...so lgbt. their little conversation in ep 23. ladies. #jeez caohmie how come you get THREE girlfriends (ez. amity and lilissen) #i haven't finished but i am kinda rooting for these two. they mean so much to me #they're both broken people who the world rejected because they're dangerous but they feel safe with eachother. bro... #they have everything #anyway listen to twice bitten NOW

[mirror-lock]

I have absolutely no idea how many active Twice Bitten fans there still are anywhere out there or where they are, EXCEPT that I know for a fact that there are two of you here on Tumblr, so I'm just going to leave this out here on my virtual back porch specifically for you:

#winterstar: one year after #twice bitten #twice bitten cos

[levelheaded-mediator]

Cosplayed everyone's favourite Problematic Tiefling at comic con a couple of weeks ago!

I have so many thoughts and feelings about this idiot. Next time there will be tattoos + gold tooth as Jack would have wanted ✨

#metrion #twice bitten #twice bitten curse of strahd #cosplay #dnd #tiefling #stay tuned for caoimhe soon!

[that-gay-jedi]

So I've run out of audiobooks for a bit and cycled back to podcasts and:

DnD character: Is this hard tack?

Other DnD character: Well it certainly ain't soft tack

Elven character: That's waybread if I've ever seen it

*facepalm*

#twice bitten

[addicted-to-dc]

Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara X Spider!Reader - Twice Bitten (Part 3)

Okaaayyyy here’s part 3. My TikTok feed is nothing but this man and I’ve been suffering in silence for too long. Here’s the newest part you thirsty bastards.

Contents: SMuuut (18+ pls), afab!reader, biting, improper use of super powers, angst, fluff. Just give this man a hug I swear. Spoilers for Across the Spiderverse. You’ve been warned... 

Word Count: 1,400

“I’ve already bitten you once, I think it’s fair to return the favor.”

Your mouth salivates at the idea of sinking your teeth into him, his words instantly burning through your self-restraint. Without hesitation, you latch onto him and shoot a web above you. Pulling him with you, you slam him into a nearby wall. You press yourself against him, holding him against the now-shattered wall as your eyes devour him.

You lean close, your lips barely ghosting over his skin as you whisper into his ear, “Once I start I won’t stop. M’gonna devour you whole.”

He’s awfully quiet as you drag your teeth along his exposed skin. A hiss escapes from him as you press yourself closer, scratching his skin with your fangs. Your warning fades away as he claws at your hips, pulling you even closer. “No te detengas.”

Don’t stop.

Your mouth stretches open on its own, animalistic instincts taking over as you finally BITE. A moan escapes from your lips, his euphoric taste making your whole body twitch. Your hand slams into the wall behind you, claws scraping the material away as you sink your teeth further. Miguel’s hips rut into you at the feeling, making a low chuckle escape from your mouth. 

You release him with a hiss, his blood dripping down your chin as your glowing eyes meet his. He twitches underneath you, desire darkens his eyes as both of your breaths mix together. You place your forehead against his, licking his blood off of your teeth.

Miguel growls, his talons digging into the wall as he slams you into it. It doesn’t even faze you, your hands moving to deactivate your suit. As soon as it disappears he’s on you, shredding your clothes apart. He deliciously tears you apart, any wounds instantly closing from his onslaught. His suit disappears as well, leaving him behind in tight shorts.

Your hands instantly grasp his thighs, your own claws moving upwards. The sound of fabric tearing drives you wild, forcing you to alter your hand’s path. Your talons drag across his ass, slicing the last piece of clothing separating him from you. Just as he leans in, that’s when you both hear the door opening. 

“Get out!” Miguel growls, caging you underneath him as you both move upwards. 

You both hear the gentle plop of two food trays, a low chuckle echoing from below. Miguel tenses as he looks down, watching as Hobie walks towards the door. He looks up, giving him a mocking salute as he leaves. The door shuts, leaving the two of you alone.

Once the locking mechanism is in place, your lips drag across his already healed bite wound. His glare softens, returning his attention to you. The distraction knocks him out of his lust, worry crawling back on his face. You can’t have that.

“We should stop, we don’t know- fuck!”

You sink your teeth into him again, re-opening the wound. His grip on you tightens, tearing your flesh open with his talons. You retract your teeth and lick the wound, “I told you I wouldn’t stop.”

His back meets the wall once again, finding himself stuck in your webs. “We don’t know-”

You hover over his hips as you shoot two webs beside them, using them as leverage as you grasp him and sink all the way down. Miguel’s mind goes blank, a deep whimper escaping from his mouth as you stubbornly take him whole. Your eyes shut as soon as he grabs your hips and thrusts into you. He’s deep, deeper than anything you’ve ever experienced. 

You’re already rolling your hips, whatever haze plaguing your mind urging you to chase your pleasure. His hesitance crumbles once you wrap the webs around his arms and pull. His hands stick to the walls, his frustration growing even more as he loses control. 

“Why deny it?” you ask, lips hovering over his. “Face it, Tiger, you just hit the genetic jackpot with me. Stop holding back.”

Your words set him off, talons tearing through your webbing to claw their way onto your hips. They sink deliciously to the bone, the painful burn quickly dissipating as he uses your body against you. He lifts you up and slams your hips back down, knocking the wind out of you as moans echo all over the room. 

Miguel shivers at the look you give him. He’s sure that if he had a spider-sense it would be going off right now. Like a spider approaching a trapped prey in her web, you slam down and hold yourself there. He groans as you grind down on him, his claws digging even deeper into you. 

“Quit holding back,” you say, your voice hoarse as you watch him still. His eyes snap open, burning into you as a mischievous smile dominates your features. “Fucking ruin me.”

Without warning he tosses you to an adjacent wall, securely webbing you to it as he pushes your legs up. They quickly find a home on his shoulders, your muscles burning deliciously as he presses back into you. His pace is relentless, the wall shattering underneath you with each thrust. 

Your hands immediately latch onto him, claws scratching his scalp as he continues his relentless pace. It’s a fight for dominance, the one challenging the other as he hits a spot you’ve never been able to reach. Your resolve begins to crumble, eyes rolling into the back of your head as he finally bites you. It’s quick, allowing himself to sink his teeth into you all over your chest and neck. As soon as he bites you again, you push him closer. His pace stutters as his teeth fully sink into you. He pulls back, resuming his brutal pace.

“Gonna let me come inside, mi Tesoro?”

“Yes!” you scream, your body practically vibrating as he fucks you deeper and deeper into the wall. “Don’t stop, please!”

His lips are finally back on yours. It’s unlike anything you’ve experienced, the kiss quickly morphing into devouring as his teeth pierce your tongue. The sting sends you over the edge, clamping down on him as he slams into you one last time. You feel warmth flood into you, filling you up as you finally let out a breath of relief. 

Miguel leaves a trail of bite marks across your neck and chest, sinking his teeth in before moving on to the next available space. He gives you enough space to move your legs down from his shoulders, guiding them to hook around his waist. Miguel tries to collect himself, but your legs pull him closer. His arm shoots out to steady himself, his claws slicing through the fucked up wall like butter. 

“You’re insatiable,” Miguel laughs, feeling a weight lift off of his shoulders.

“You’re starving,” you bite back, reading him like an open book. Your claws retract as your hand wanders to his face, moving the stay hairs blocking his eyes.

His eyes flutter shut at the touch, leaning into your hand. He clears his throat, laying his head on your chest, “Can we stay like this? For a little bit?”

Your heart melts at the question, instantly pulling him closer, “Yeah, for as long as you like.”

You stay like this for who knows how long, no one bothering you as you run your fingers through his hair. His arms wrap around you tightly, holding you as if you were going to disappear. You could practically feel the cogs turning in his head, overthinking why exactly he shouldn’t let himself enjoy this.

“Y’know for a Spider-Man, you’re really a hard ass,” you chuckle, your smile growing as soon as you see the frown on his grumpy face. Your hands wander to it, manually turning his frown upside down. “That’s better.”

The tension that he usually carries returns, but you quickly maneuver your hands to his shoulders. His eyes shut as soon as you massage his shoulders, the frown disappearing when he succumbs to your hands.

“I’ve done a lot, lost a lot,” Miguel reluctantly admits, his words muffled into your chest.

“So have I,” you whisper, allowing your hands to wander across the expanse of his scratched back. “This endless suffering, torturing yourself… It’s not the retribution you’re looking for.”

Your hands continue to wander even as he finally releases your waist. He lays next to you and just presses his forehead to yours. “I don’t deserve it, not after what I did.”

“No one deserves it, but you sure as hell need a pick me up,” you say, your infectious smile making his lip twitch. “Consider me your retribution. I’ll be your problem from now on, especially since you’ve fucked me up in more ways than one.”

Miguel groans at that, making your smile grow even more. He’s too easy to mess with.

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x spider!reader #miguel o'hara x reader smut #spider-man 2099 x reader #spider-man 2099 x reader smut #twice bitten

[ruporas]

feast (ID in alt)

#vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun #trigun maximum #tw blood #im posting this so late because october escaped me Suddenly.. hello.... #i wanted to make it a photoset with this other vampire vw wip but i don't think i'm finishing it any time soon and the mood of it is #completely different anyway. also i don't think i ever shared anything about my vampire au on here !!! it's all old art by now so im shy lo #but maybe i'll do a photodump of it. long story short vash is a vampire since birth and ww is a human vampire hunter that turns during thei #travels together due to EoM experiments + getting vash to drink from him at some point. #humans turn once they get bitten but bc ww has been experimented on #& got bitten by a bunch of human turned vampires thruout his hunts he thought it wouldn't be a problem for vash to drink from him but alas. #theyre both ok though theyre traveling together definitely not hating themselves for what theyve become and feeling guilty for what theyve #done to each other. theyre completely normal about it. the biting part is really appealing to me in vampire aus so i draw it a lot but #in reality vash only drank from ww once and ww mightve done it twice under the realization he might actually die otherwise #since he wont drink from humans after being turned.... he's combatting the 5 stages of grief at all times #if this is all nonsense im sorry DMGKSDF I'M NOT good at explaining and this au came from nowhere in the depths of my mind its a mess #ruporas art

[dazeddemona]

There once was a spoiled apple…

but the bad apple wasn’t removed from the basket

because it was never picked from the tree

just bitten, twice bitten

& it soiled the bunch

and now everything’s tox-sick and my stomach turns but

it’s been better

because things always have been seemed better with that rosy-pink-tinted-lens-hue fog, glossed over

and now i can only speak in puzzles

ones that i don’t even want to look upon to understand.

Thank you for being you.

-fool’s gold.

#rose colored glasses #bad apple #twice bitten #a woman scorned #stories #story time #archives of our own

[abalonetea]

Ace shuffles into the living room after him, takes one of the refilled plastic bottles and cracks open the top. “We ain’t huntin’. And there ain’t no one else out here. I don’t know what yer so worried about.” “Maybe the fact yer brother turns into a fuckin’ dog,” grumbles Harris. And then, more lucratively, “we ain’t got no clue which direction that big one ran off in.” Ace stares at him. “You think the Beast is gonna be out here?” “I think that we oughtta be careful is all. Monsters runnin’ around out in the woods. People askin’ too many questions. What d’you think’s gonna happen if a cop realizes we’re up in that scrapyard?” “I dunno.” “They’re gonna pick us up and send us back home. And then -” Harris takes an angry swig out of his water bottle rather than finishing the thought. Well, then they won’t need to worry about the Beast running around because Ma will just skin all three of them. Or Levi will eat her. Could go either way, Harris supposes, and he doesn’t want to know the final outcome.

Twice Bitten excerpt? Twice Bitten excerpt!

Friendly reminder that you can always check Howl out on Amazon!

#writeblr #my writing #twice bitten #howl series

[chrisrin]

TA: all riight, let2 do thii2 a 2econd tiime.

#homestuck #sollux captor #hs #spiderverse oc #he was bitten by a radioactive spider lusus #....twice #the secondary appendages are retractable! #he has crazy psiionic powers in addition to all the spidey shit