New Ship In The Blog; Malewife X Girlboss ✨

I will commit a war crime for Junpei Yoshino. It's only a matter of time at this point.

Everyday I sharpen my axe, grinding upon the wheel of anguish, as I think about filleting Mahito like the disgusting fish he is.

Is this the nonsensical ramblings of an exhausted weeb or is this the bloody battlecry of revenge?

scratches and bites - 1

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Warnings: Almost kidnapping, age-gap but completely legal, grumpy/asshole Miguel, injury, them claws and fangs, sexual tension, cockblock lol

a/n: yes, i’m back at it with some writing. sorry for being mia lol. this became a lot more dark-ish than I initially anticipated–my bad. I was also gonna do a smutty one-shot, but i needed some background so ._. my bad again. now imma hunker down on pt 2. hope you enjoy ?

Summary: Miguel O'Hara is a grumpy man and you make him grumpy. You regularly go against his orders, create chaos, and invite danger. So this is how you met (which may explain some things...)

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Miguel O’Hara is a grumpy man.

It’s almost like there are tiny weights holding down his brows to maintain his glare or ribbons pulling at the corner of his lips so he’s always frowning. Needless to say, being subject to an O’Hara scowl is not uncommon. Everyone in the spider-verse has had their turn. But you have seen it more than anyone. In fact, you might be the number one reason why he’s rarely seen in a relaxed state. 

You’re not even sure why you were recruited in the first place. When Miguel showed up, it was only a few days after you were bitten. You had literally just woken up from your Spider-coma to find what every spider-person experienced: sticky hands, superhuman strength, and a sixth sense. 

Endless thoughts ruffled your mind, overwhelming your already overly-sensitive body. Just as you were starting to fully freak out, a bright and distorted series of lights and noises invited a very tall man, dressed head-to-toe in a red and blue suit, to casually walk into your childhood bedroom.

You sat there shaking in disbelief as you watched the broad-shouldered man slowly reveal his face, easily taking off that terrifying mask before regarding your small figure on your bed. He almost looked inconvenienced or bored as he met your eyes.

This has to be a dream.

“Alright, come on.” Those were the first words he said to you. He gestures to the portal impatiently, waiting for you to come to your senses and follow his orders. When nothing happens he raises his brow. “Don’t have all day.” His tone is clipped like he’d rather be anywhere else. 

“What? ” It comes out hoarse and small, "No." If it weren’t for his sensitive hearing he probably wouldn’t have picked up on it over the noises the portal was making. Your fingers clench harshly against your blanket.

That marks the first time you saw his infamous scowl. He adjusts his stance, resting his hands on his hips like a disappointed parent. “No?" He chuckles humorlessly, "Well, you don’t really have a–” 

“Who the hell are you?” 

He shakes his head dismissively, “It doesn’t really mat–”

“Did you do this to me?” You lift a hand that has remnants of a Spanish flash card that you accidentally picked up when you leaned against your desk. You tried to peel it off but ended up ripping it into smaller pieces that were still stuck to your palm. His stare is patronizing as it lands on your flash card confettied hand.

“Is this new to you or somethi–”

“So you know about it?” You accuse, "You did--"

“Stop fucking interrupting me.” You flinch as he basically growls the words in irritation. As he steps closer to you, light pours over his figure, highlighting the intricate pattern of his suit that clings closely to his muscles. You cower slightly, noticing the menacing scars over his cheeks and the heat in his nearly red eyes.

His voice is low and dangerous as he addresses you, “You’re spider-girl, or spider-woman if you prefer, though by the looks of it,” His eyes glaze over your face and body, “you’re still just a kid.” He continues to inch closer as he speaks, unconcerned by the way the portal closes suddenly behind him or the way you start to shuffle away from him. “A radioactive spider bit you and gave you powers, lord knows why, and now you are to use them for good. End of story. Now,”  His hand darts out before you could react and grabs a hold of your arm, “you’re coming with me so we can save everything and fix all this shit that is fucking up the multiverse.” 

You attempt to yank your arm from his hold, but it only makes him grip you harsher. “Why are you doing this to me? I don’t even know why this is happening! I j-just woke up, I swear!” He doesn’t spare you a look as he mutters lowly into his watch.

Another portal opens, exactly like the first one he came through, but placed a bit farther away.

Now you’re panicking. 

“Didn’t you hear a thing I said?” He pulls you from your bed, almost dragging you off the mattress. You try to claw at his hands, but his grip remains unaffected. If anything he’s just growing more frustrated.

“Ok, ok, ok. I’m spider-woman.” You continue to pull away from him, dragging your legs as a way to slow him down. “Please, I promise to use my powers for good! I will be a nice neighborhood spider-thing–Just please let me go! I didn’t do anything–”

“This isn’t a discussion.” He pulls you up and closer to him until he’s basically carrying you to the portal, one arm supporting your spine and another under your legs. You squirm relentlessly in his arms, trying to make it hard for him to get a good grip on you. “Stop…Fucking…Moving–” Sharp, fire-hot pain zips up your body as claws sink deeply into your skin. The side of your thigh and abdomen throb with unbearable heat as you’re shoved closer to his chest. 

“Ahhh–fuck!” Your eyes sting with tears as your body catches up to the burning sensation of his claws retracting back into his body. 

“Shit…” You look up as you hear his softened voice and see that he’s staring right back at you. The portal in front of the two of you continues to hum, but it quiets as your eyes met his. “Kid, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—You just, you gotta come with me. The fate of everyone and everything rests on our shoulders.” The pain on your side dulls as you silently listen to the growing desperation in his voice. Somehow you’re able to divert those sensations, you might even be healing already. “I know you’re new to all this superhero stuff, but trust me when I say that I need your help. We all do.”

You’re almost afraid to ask, “...We?” 

“There are countless spiders across the multiverse, all with interconnected lives.” You feel the large warmth of his hand gently stroke against your aching thigh like he’s trying to soothe the pain with light touches. “I’ve recruited a couple thousand, but we still need more. There's darkness rapidly spreading around the multiverse, displacing heroes and villains from their original dimensions and destroying whole universes.” The colors of the portal reflect off his red eyes as he stares right through it, mind somewhere else.

You let it sink in. The whole multiverse. Everything and everyone. And you.

Your arms slowly link around his neck so as not to startle him, and you pull yourself closer to him. You secretly enjoy feeling his firm chest against you, suddenly realizing how much larger he is compared to you, but when you twist the wrong way you are suddenly reminded of the small gashes on your side. Your quiet hiss shakes him out of his thoughts. Your lashes, sticky from the few tears you’ve shed, frame your eyes prettily as you stare up at him.

“Ok.” It comes out quieter than you wanted but he immediately reacted to it.

His brows raise in surprise, “Ok?” You nod. “Ok. O–Alright, that's um, great. I mean, thank you.” You nuzzle your head into the warmth of his chest when you see a corner of his mouth perk into a small smile. Why is he making you feel this way? How can your body react like this to someone about to literally kidnap them? “D-do you want something for these, uh, marks…” His voice is hushed and almost sounds sheepish as his fingers carefully smooth over the marks he left on your skin. A soft groan leaves your lips as he applies too much pressure against one of the puncture wounds.

“Yes please.” His fingers stop their movements and you can barely feel the way his body stiffens at your words. 

“Alright, honey.” The hand under your back drags upwards, tracing your spine until it rests against the back of your neck. Goosebumps litter down your body as the warmth of his palm meets your bare and ultra-sensitized skin. He lifts you closely until you can feel his breath against the skin of your throat. Your eyes flutter closed. “Brace yourself.” The rough timber of his voice is enough to make you unconsciously clench your thighs. Time slows as you feel the sharp edge of – are those fangs? 

You’re so focused on the gentle brush of his incisors that you barely notice the borderline possessive way he’s holding you. Like a wolf preparing himself for the meal of a lifetime. Just as he’s about to sink in and finally give you the relief that you’re practically begging for, an engine roars to life. 

An engine. In your bedroom. 

Well, there’ve been weirder things. 

Both of you separate slightly at the noise and watch as a motorcycle slowly rolls into the room. There sits a heavily pregnant spider-woman with a very unimpressed look on her face, eyes bouncing from you to the nameless man cradling your body.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Can I request Mikey shutting himself away from his alpha and pups because he doesn’t feel like a good parent or partner? His alpha doesn’t know why he’s doing this but he breaks down after his mate asks him. His pups hear him crying and they all cuddle with him including his alpha in the family nest.

Aww so cute💕

Parenting

Omega!Mikey x Alpha!Reader

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“Mikey!” you called, Mikey just ignored you and walked past you. The pups ran after Mikey, hugging him tightly. Mikey growled, scaring the pups. Mikey whined when they ran off but didn't say anything and just left.

Mikey left the house as the tiny pups scrambled back into your lap. The pups cried in your arms.

“Why... Doesn't mama like us...” your youngest pup whined, hiding his little face in your chest. You hugged both of your crying babies, kissing thier foreheads.

“Your Oma does like you... He just needs some time... Some time alone...” you muttered, picking up both pups and carrying them to the family nest.

“I'll talk to him... You too play and... I'll try and see what's going on...” you smiled, rubbing their little heads. You got up and went to Mikey's nest in the bedroom.

“Mikey... What's wrong with you...” you growled, opening the closet door. He whimpered quietly, looking away.

“Am I... A bad parent...?” Mikey whined, hugging a stuffed rabbit tightly in his arms. Your face softened into a sympathetic look.

“No baby... You aren't...” you muttered, sitting down beside Mikey. You hugged your mate, kissing his cheek.

“But what about that time I broke our youngest pup's arm while play fighting...” Mikey growled and sighed softly.

“Accidents happen Mikey...” you reassured, rubbing his back gently. But he still didn't calm down.

“The time I knocked out our oldest pup's tooth!” he yelled, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Again... Accidents happen...” you muttered, bringing him into your arms. Mikey whimpered quietly and closed his eyes.

“Now I'm growling at them and ignoring them...” Mikey whimpered. Why was he suck a terrible parent. Why can't he be closer to his pups.

Why was he so terrible...

“Why am I such a terrible fucking parent...” Mikey cried, tears flowing down his cheeks as he sobbed. You hugged him tightly, rubbing his back.

“Mama...?”

Mikey looked up, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Why are you crying...?” your youngest pup asked, coming up to Mikey. Mikey wiped the tears from his eyes and rubbed the pup's head.

“Nothing is wrong baby...”Mikey whined. The pups weren't convinced and hugged Mikey tightly, purring softly. Mikey smiled softly, hugging both pups.

“Don't cry mama...” the pups cried, hugging Mikey tightly. Mikey purred softly, squeezing his pups in a tight hug.

“We love you mama!” And just like that Mikey was back in tears. You all hugged Mikey in a big group hug.

“You're a good parent Mikey... Don't forget that....”

“Yeah mama! You're the best!” the pups cheered.

“...Thank you guys...” Mikey purred.

Study of Astrology Learning Academy

Care to learn Astrology?  This masterpost will link you to the resources I created intending to teach subject matter related to Astrology. Each link goes to a resource to learn about the associated topic. Many of the subject links lead to a broader masterpost with greater detailed subject matter.

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Basic Fundamentals

—Signs—

Sign Traits

The Elements (Fire, Earth, Air, Water)

The Sign Modalities (Cardinal, Fixed, Mutable)

—Planets—

Planet Traits and Keywords

—Asteroids—

Asteroid Traits and Keywords (coming soon)

—Nakshatra/Lunar Mansions—

Nakshatra/Lunar Mansion Descriptions (coming soon)

Explaining the Astrology Chart

—The Houses— 

House descriptions and Keywords

—Breaking down the Houses—

The Four House Quadrants of the Chart

–Planets in the Signs Descriptions–

Sun in the Signs

Moon in the Signs

Black Moon Lilith in the Signs

–Signs on House Cusps Descriptions–

Signs in the 1st House (Rising / Ascendant Sign)

Signs in the 2nd House

Signs in the 3rd House

Bunny Asmodeus

-Link humming noises-

✨🌿🌙🕯 sachet for enchanted wanderings in my sleep. 🕯🌙🌿✨

features opalite, amethyst, clear quartz points and moss agate, as well as lavender, oats, reindeer moss, moon water and a copper coin with a sigil on it. 

Dear Lady D, I followed your advise on having a dream journal to list down every thing I see while sleeping. I now have a bunch of numbers, sayings, and colours. But I'm not exactly sure how to check how they're relevant to my life? Deeply gratefull for any advice!

What to Do with the Symbols in Your Dreams

They are messages that need interpreting.

NUMBERS

See the matching dates. 127 could be December 7th or July 12th. Mark both on your calendar. Something major could happen then.

Add the numbers together until you end up with one digit. 1 + 2 + 7 = 10. 1+ 0 = 1. Something important could take place on the first. Or you might win first place in a contest.

Check if you know anyone whose address or license plate number has 127 in it. They could play an important role in the coming days.

LETTERS

See if they are someone’s initials. CB could be your friend Charlie Bonnet. J could be short for your ex Jay. Either of them could call you soon.

Google if they represent a company. JNJ stands for Johnson & Johnson. Maybe you are being advised to apply for a job there.

Look around for nearby billboards or posters with those letters. There might be words around it that you need to be reminded of, or phone numbers you can use to win the lottery.

COLORS

Ask yourself how the color makes you feel. Does orange make you happy? A new source of joy might show itself to you soon.

Think of what the color represents. Gold means glamour, wealth and royalty. Fame might be on its way to you, along with prosperity.

Think of who is in love with that color. If you know someone obsessed with pink, ask them how they are. They might need you right now.

ANIMALS

Think of the animal’s reputation. Snakes are feared. Perhaps you are being warned against potential danger.

But how do you feel about the animal? If you think snakes are wise creatures, then some sort of enlightenment could be coming towards you.

Remember how you reacted. If you ran away from a dog, you are being asked to be brave. But if you were happy in that dream, you could soon meet a new friend.

FOOD

Find out what the food is known for. If you dream of spinach, your body might be telling you it is low on iron.

Ask yourself what the food means to you. If M&M’s reminds you of fond childhood memories, perhaps it is time to be more childlike again to achieve more happiness.

Google the restaurants nearby that sell that appetizer, meal or dessert. That is where you could meet your next lover.

WORDS

Take them as straightforward advice. “All we have is now.” Translation: Life is short. Do that thing you are scared to. Ask your crush out. Demand a raise. Fight back.

Check out the source. “Impossible is nothing” is an Adidas tagline. The next person you see wearing Adidas shoes could be the one for you.

Remember who always used to say those words. “That’s hot” is a Paris Hilton trademark. You might find yourself traveling to Paris soon enough.