A bit late, but here’s Ectober’s Prompt for October 29th: Spiders. I did the best I could to stay on topic (ie poorly). Warnings for copious nerdy-references.
“I always forget that you guys that do that,” Sam said, unable to look away.
Danielle, walking along the ceiling of Sam’s basement in her homemade Halloween Costume, continued to sing off-key. “Spider-Dan, Spider-Dan, does whatever a Spider-Dan does.”
Danny shrugged. “Yeah, we don’t really need to use it really often, what with the flying and all.”
“Can she swing, from a web? Even better: she can fly.”
“This is painful to listen to,” Danny informed her.
“More painful than the Amazing Spider Man 2?” Danielle asked.
“I thought we swore a clone-cousin blood pact to never speak of that again.”
“Y’know,” Sam said. “As hilarious as the thought of one of my nosy parents seeing you and having a heart attack, you should probably come down eventually.”
She flapped a dismissive hand. “Psht, relax, Sam. I know how to-”
Everyone turned to the the footsteps pounding down the stairs by twos. Sam exhaled with relief as Tucker hopped down the last two steps, grinning proudly in his crisp Starfleet Uniform. “’Sup, local lifeforms.”
“Oh my God,” Sam gaped. “Just when I thought he couldn’t be any more of a nerd, he’s is boldly nerding where no one has nerded before.”
“That joke really doesn’t help your case, Sam,” Danny said.
Tucker put his hands on his hips in mock affront. “Hey yeah, glass houses, Sam!” He looked admiringly around the Manson’s fully decked out basement. “Even ridiculously expensive imported glass houses.”
Tucker kept glancing around the basement. “Hey Danny, wasn’t Elle supposed to be-”
“HI TUCKER,” she reappeared on the ceiling, two inches from his face.
Paper Magazine — Bryshere Y. Gray Is the Spectacular Spider-Yazz
To demonstrate what superhero movies —by far one of the most successful forms of popular American entertainment— could be if they embraced diversity, we asked Bryshere Y. Gray, aka Yazz the Greatest, to pose as Miles Morales for a series of mock posters. He’s captured audience attention as the brash rapper Hakeem Lyon on the Fox series Empire; those same skills would no doubt make him an excellent Spider-Man. “I’m young and pretty and I represent the youth in America and speak to them in a way no one can at this time. I’m the American Idol,” he tells us. “And I like to climb and fly through the sky and also would look amazing in the Spider-Man outfit.”
A Blue-gray Gnatcatcher (Polioptila caerulea) was busy building its nest today in eastern Iowa. These tiny birds gather plant down and spider webs, as seen here, to construct their nest. They then adorn it with lichens.
Okay, for the Halloween promps I got Stranger Things with the OT3, post season 2 and Jonathon and Nancy save Steve (maybe that's how they realize they care for Steve) from some creepy creature.
AAAAND THIS GOT LONG CONGRATS ANON :D it’s going on ao3 later but for now I don’t have the presence of mind u___u
Three months, Jonathan thinks. Three damned months.
At least before the last round they had a year of relative quiet, and El hadn’t closed the gate yet, so there was some kind of explanation.
Now he hopes that something didn’t get called back to the Upside Down when she closed it and that this a one-off thing, he really does, because he doesn’t know if he has it in him to go through another round of monster hunting, but that’s not what he’s worried about right now.
Right now –
“Steve!” He calls out for the umpteenth time in the last half hour.
No answer. Same as before.
Shit, shit, shit.
He grabs his brother’s walkie and presses the button that should connect him to Mike’s, which is currently in Nancy’s hands.
“No,” she replied, sounding wrecked.
“Fuck. Okay, change of plans. The parking lot is clear, yes?”
“Yes. He’s definitely not here.”
“We gotta go to the base. I’ll meet you at the gate,” he says.