#spider-man & firefly

[ouuuwwjj]

my babies 🥰 (they'll kill me any chance they get)

[the-red-butterfly]

Not-Yet-Written-Fics Game

Tagged by @fishing4stars to reveal my not-yet-written fics.

This is fantastic actually the amount of things I have on the back burner is HUGE I'll have to pick and choose, oh dear.

For Your Life Hate Me (Twilight) As story about Carlisle and Jasper (very self indulgent) where they get kidnaped by María and forced to fight (like in Jasper's old days). To keep Carlisle alive Jasper is forced to do some not nice things that horrify Carlisle but he'll do them to keep the man who took him in safe, even if Carlisle hates Jasper in the end.

The Adventures of Young Man Henry Winchester and his Violent Grandsons (Supernatural) Henry Winchester survives his death by Abadon! And now he has to get used to modern life without his family. It is extremely painful and sometimes his grandsons are no help. The start of their relationship is very rocky but it'll eventually lead to better days. I'm very fond of this one.

It's The Ashy Taste Of Sacrifice (One Piece) Sanji and Zoro get turned into animals and (spoilers) in the end Sanji has to bear the brunt of this happening and suffer a life as a fox. The premise is silly but I promise you the contents are not. I am making this boy SUFFER and that is just a universal constant. Full of platonic friendship and hurt/comfort ✨And Zoro being a better bro to Sanji.

To Look Like Her (One Piece) And to keep up with the point before. This is a story about Sanji self sabotaging his body because he realizes that when he's sick he looks like his mother and he wants to KEEP that look. It does not end well for anyone. The Straw Hats get rightfully very pissed and concerned about this.

Mending The Tears One Spoonful At The Time (Sam Rami Spider-man) This is just a whole ass ploy to better the friendship between Peter and Harry. Harry realizes something is off with Peter when he notices his friend is ALWAYS hungry. When Harry offers help Peter's pride gets in the way and Harry has to devise ways to secretly help Peter.

Homeward Bound From The Sea (Frozen) Frozen AU where Agnarr survives the shipwreck but is lost for some years in an island until he's eventually found by a fishing-ship. He gets rescued and returned home but things are hard for father and daughters equally. Full of Agnarr!whump and everyone having to adapt to this new reality. Kind of non-verbal Agnarr in this one.

When Doriath Fell (Silmarillion/Tolkien) AU where Dior and Elured and Elurin survive BUT actually Dior did die he just came back wrong. So Dior raises his children as a feral creatures in the forest surrounding Menegroth. But Elured and Elurin sort of have to take care of their father as well because the man is not well. Of course, this thing is full of angst what did you expect?

The Price Of Freedom (Sandman) Hob rescues Dream from the fishbowl of doom and Dream thinks he needs to repay him with devotion and love (just like he did with Alianora). Surprisingly shippy but not really? HobxDream is not endgame at any rate, but Dream is convinced that's how he needs to repay his friend for saving him. Very angsty, the sky is blue, next.

Reverse 'Verse (Firefly) Another AU (of course) where instead of River being taken and brainwashed it is Simon who becomes the mortal weapon/assassin. And in turn it is River who has to take care of him and escape. Lots of sibiling feels.

I have so many, so so many, but i better not drag them up into the surface less I get tempted into working on them XD but here are some honorable mentions of ofter fandoms I have wips in: SPD Power Rangers (don't laugh), Batman, Hocus Pocus and a ton for Criminal Minds.

If you feel like asking about any of these drop me an ask and I might feel inclined to doodle something about it 😂

No pressure tags: @arlenianchronicles @slightly-crimson-tornado @bad-at-names-and-faces @loonysama @byrambles @i-did-not-mean-to

[natedogx15]

Spider-Bat Rogues Gallery Part 2

Time for part 2 of my first Rogues Gallery post.

Hugo Strange + Doctor Octopus = Hugo Octave

I actually chose this one because Hugo's obsession with learning who Batman is reminded me of Superior Spider-Man.

Hugo Octave was a criminal scientist who used psychology and engineering to commit various crimes and would eventually set his sights on Gotham. However, Spider-Bat grew his interest. So, he got a job at Arkham Asylum to study the way the minds of Spider-Bat's villains worked. His interest in the hero grew more, leading him to feel the need to not only defeat Spider-Bat but learn his identity. To do this, he began replicating Spider-Bat's animal theme with his engineering genius.

However, an accident led to his equipment fusing with his body and affecting his mind, causing his obsession with Spider-Bat and proving his superiority to grow. It rises to the point where he believes Spider-Bat is one of the greatest minds on Earth and defeating him and his allies will prove Octave is the best.

Harley Quinn + Black Cat = Misfortune

I'm going to be real. I really did not want to go for the basic combo of Black Cat and Cat Woman for this. But I think this one still makes sense.

While studying in college, Misfortune was assaulted by her boyfriend and trained herself so that wouldn't happen again. Eventually, she would graduate with her psychology degree. However, she eventually meets Mischief (Joker + Green Goblin) and he decides to use her for one of his enhancement experiments. He talks his way into her heart and gets her to willingly agree to the procedure, which gives her the ability to manipulate luck and give people bad luck. Mischief would then become his sidekick and deal with Spider-Bat. Who tries to persuade her to get away from him.

Something that I forgot to say is that I picture Mischief having an imp theme. Or he just has Joker's clown theme but all of Green Goblin's gadgets. So, Misfortune could have another form of demon as her theme or a sad clown theme.

Poison Ivy + Electro = Joule Orchid

And what's Harley Quinn without Poison Ivy?

Joule Orchid biologist and electrician was experimenting with the possibilities of bio-electricity. However, her experiments led to an accident that led to her gaining power over plants and the ability to absorb the energy they produce and other sources around her. However, this change also affected her mind and made her feel a need to protect the planet's flora while also believing someone sabotaged her experiment to cause her to become the way she is. So, she's come to despise people.

Man-Bat + Lizard = The Chimera

At the request of @opossumpal and because I honestly thought it was the best combo for these two characters. Since I don't want to use Morbius for Man-Bat.

The Dragon was a biologist who was experimenting with genetic mutation, wishing to develop a way to help people with physical disabilities. To do so, he studied the abilities of different animals like bats and lizards, hoping they'd be the key. However, The Dragon's attempts lead to him mutating into a humanoid creature with a mixture of characteristics between bats and lizards.

They have a bat's wings and the large hulking body of a human. But they also have the face of a lizard with bat ears atop it. Their back are arms are covered with bat fur while their front and legs have lizard scales.

Now, The Chimera fights between their humanity and the beast inside them. Trying to cure themselves

Firefly + Molten Man = Ferrocerium

Again, I love The Batman and couldn't resist using this combo.

Ferrocerium was a pyrotechnic who turned to crime due to Gotham's poverty. He would soon learn about an experimental metallic alloy and he would attempt to steal it. However, the alloy spilled on him and turned him into a creature seemingly made of lava. The spill and constant flame fueled his pyromania and caused him to grow to love causing destruction and fires.

[thevondoom62]

Chun-Li sets out to prove her claim that she's the strongest woman in the world.

[blooisalone]

every blonde fate

[killertoons]

SPIDER PILLAR!!!!!

the friendliest neighborhood spiderman, swinging on his webs to...help you save on a can on beans?

yea okay its silly, Lemme have fun with this! I personally think he would make a GREAT spiderman, idk who he's fighting or what powers he gets other than the Spidey sense, but he looks cute in the suit!...

The only issues is he tends to get stuck on the ceiling.

he likes it up there.

[splooosh]

Bat Villians

Alex Ross

[sketchesofchaos]

[spiderjimmy]

Just some concept doodles for Spider-man in Gotham. I wanted to flush out a rough fullbody of Firefly and someone on Reddit suggested Tombstone so I wanted to play around with that a little. I also like drawing carnage Joker Hybreads I don't know if I'll ever actually use the idea in the story but it's fun to draw. I think I like the white and red variation the most.

[bam-stroker]

"Umbra can’t exactly blush, but Spark had learned after many years together what his version of it was. A small smile, left chelicerae trying to hide it at the corner of his lip. It never stopped being adorable. Fifteen years. Fifteen. Years! What had started as a night of passion became over a decade of domestic bliss. Over a decade of getting to uncover more and more about the secret admirer turned lover. The lithe body Spark had in his youth gone soft with age and the tender abundance his life had become - entwined with Umbra’s.  The mirror above the basin catches their reflections in the corner of his eye. Spark had always been a little bit more of an effeminate man, and with time the perky daisy of his youth had blossomed like the elegant jasmine tendrils on the trellis outside their home."

I just want to see the twink grow old and be happy!!!!

[dye127]

tag drop 2 / 6 !

[graphicpolicy]

Mini Reviews: Ultimate Spider-Man, Firefly Verses, William of Newbury, and Grommets!

Mini Reviews: Ultimate Spider-Man, Firefly Verses, William of Newbury, and Grommets! 4 comics this week! #comics #comicbooks

Sometimes, the staff at Graphic Policy read more comics than we’re able to get reviewed. When that happens you’ll see a weekly feature compiling reviews of the comics, or graphic novels, we just didn’t get a chance to write a full one for. These are Graphic Policy’s Mini Reviews and Recommendations. Logan Ultimate Spider-Man #7 (Marvel) – Marco Checchetto is back on art, and the visuals in…

[lazy4honey]

Unseelie Fae

Should be sleeping, looked at fae fucker, remembered an old idea I never got to use, just started writing, tried to do something short, obviously didn’t succeed…

Contains: second person perspective, gender neutral, fae, long, slow, teasing, dub-con, tentacles, fingering, anal, big 🍆, lots of 💦, slight belly bulge, NSFW towards the end

Note: both men and women have a glans and erectile tissue 👍

There are two courts of faeries, opposed to each other like day and night. One is known as the Seelie Court, mischievous but well meaning, while the other is the Unseelie Court, full of cunning pranks and tricks.

But regardless of their differences, they all love to play tricks on humans.

As such, you go to bed one night and fall asleep unusually quickly and dream.

You stand in a blooming meadow. The cerulean sky above you is dotted with white cotton clouds and the sun beams down onto the earth in a blinding manner, a mixture of the flowers’ fragrance and the slightly burnt smell of ozone typical for hot summer days filling your nose as the hot breeze brushes over your skin.

You look around and find a lone tree growing in the meadow. It looks old, knotted branches adorned by emerald leaves reaching towards the sky almost like a withered hand. There is a strange aura to this tree, but you still walk over to stand in its cool shade.

Then something magical happens.

A pale glimmer lights up on one of the lower branches and drops, leaving a glittering string as fine as spider silk hanging straight down. You watch with curiosity and awe as the string lights up and splits open into a gateway.

The next moment, before you can see what lies beyond, a figure steps through the gateway.

As soon as you lay your eyes on them, they have stolen your breath away.

They are tall and thin, clad in flowing black robes that seem to meld into the shadows, as if made from them. Their long, straight black hair blends in with the robe, and it forms a stark contrast with their morbidly pale skin. With elegant brows, eyes resembling black pearls, and light pink lips, there is an unsettling beauty to them that transcends all perceptions of gender you had before.

They look at you and you see what you believe to be a smile flash through their mesmerizing eyes.

Entranced, you watch them lift their arm and reach out to you. Their boney hand is just as pale as their face, and their black fingernails are long and pointed. For some reason, you think it resembles the tree.

With a turn of their wrist, a round, enticingly red apple appears in their hand. Just by looking at its rich color, you can already feel its mouthwatering taste in your mouth.

You don’t hesitate to grab the apple and take a bite out of it. It is crisp and juicy, just like you imagined, and the red of the peel bleeds into the white fruit flesh like blood staining snow.

The beautiful person in black smiles as they watch you eat their apple, and you happily smile back at them.

After eating the apple, they take your hand, their cold touch making you feel a strange anticipation as they lead you through the gateway. Time and space creak as they are twisted, and the next moment you stand on the meadow by night, the sleeping flower buds doused in silvern moonlight as the nearby hill breaks open and reveals the fae folk dancing to their bewitching music in a hall illuminated by firefly-like dots of light.

Enthralled, you step forward. You enter the hill and find yourself in the hall contained within you had just seen, surrounded by countless beings more beautiful than you could have ever imagined.

You wander around the hall, dancing with a man with glittering dragonfly wings fly wings one moment and a woman with colorful butterfly wings the next. Then you are pushed onward and pass by the buffet, grabbing some candy-like nuts and berries that crunch satisfyingly between your teeth before arriving at the band’s little stage. After energetically beating the drum for the goat-horned man playing the pan flute for a few songs, you are tired and let yourself be carried along by the stream of fae, finally coming to a black throne.

Seated on that throne is the beautiful being that gave you their apple, and their eyes seem to twinkle as they look at you and once again reach out their hand.

It is empty, waiting for you to take it.

You do.

They gently pull and you fall onto their lap without any resistance, adoringly gazing up at them as you lean against their chest. Your eyes meet and sparks fly, eliciting excited cheers from the crowd of fae folk.

The beautiful being brushes a hand through your hair, admiring your blushing face. Then they lean down and kiss your forehead, your eyes, your nose, your cheeks and jaw, and finally coming to your lips. They pause and look you deep in the eyes, seeking your consent before ever so gently kissing you.

Their lips are cold, just like their hands, but not unpleasantly so. There is the faint fragrance of apples.

They hold your face and gradually deepen the kiss, making you close your eyes in enjoyment and miss the flash of deep red in their eyes. Your lips opens on their own and allow their tongue to intrude on your mouth. When their cold tongue grazes yours, you flinch back in surprise only to quickly engage with them. The feeling of their slippery tongue against yours is divine.

You clutch at their robes and rub your thighs against each other as heat pools in your abdomen and makes you long for something more.

There seems to be a distant sigh, followed by a rustle, and then darkness envelops you. The boos of the crowd come from far away, but the coolness of that beautiful being is still closely attached to you, their arms wrapping around you to hold your waist.

You open your eyes and only see a vague outline of them, but you don’t mind. Raising your arms to cling to their neck, you engage them in another long, deep kiss, aiming to warm their coldness with your overflowing warmth.

They chuckle and press you tightly against themselves, kiss turning a little shallower as they rub your back, down your spine and to your ass, making you relax in comfort.

Then you feel something on your ankle. It is just as cold as the beautiful being’s hands, yet there is a strange slickness to it. You wiggle your foot. When the sensation doesn’t go away, you try to retreat from the kiss to take a look, but they don’t give you that chance as they deepen the kiss again and sneak a cold hand beneath your shirt to caress your waist.

The strange sensation remains on your ankle, and as you forget about it, it starts moving again. It slides up your calf like a living rope, crawling beneath your pants and wrapping itself around your soft flesh. Then it strokes your knee.

Your legs tighten and you want to kick it away, but then another cold, slick thing wraps around your other foot, tickling your sole. You squirm and whine into the beautiful being’s mouth, hoping they will notice your plight and rescue you. But they just hold your waist more tightly, sliding a hand up to your warm chest as their head moves down to kiss your neck.

Free of any obstruction, you moan. The cold hands and lips on your warm skin make you feel so tingly, their every caress adding to the hotness in your abdomen. You can’t resist rubbing your crotch against their thigh as you get excited.

At this moment, the slick tentacle-like things move again. They wrap around your legs, gently squeezing your thighs, their coldness making you tremble, and unexpectedly cooperate with the beautiful being to lift you up and sit you down on their lap with your legs spread. Then another tentacle attaches itself to the small of your back and trails its thin tip up your spine and down again.

With your hands not restrained, you twist to grab the annoying thing. The beautiful being beneath you suddenly releases a low moan. Unconsciously you tighten your grip, and they hum, the three cold, slick tentacles pulsing faintly.

Finally, you truly realize that the beautiful being is a fae.

A fae with tentacles.

An unknown kind of excitement takes hold of you and makes your heart beat like a drum. You swallow a mouthful of saliva and tug at the tentacle, pulling it before you.

The beautiful fae watches you in the darkness they created. Their hand tightens on your chest as you kiss the tip of the tentacle, their breath heating up when you take it into your hot, wet mouth. You gently suck on the tentacle and feel it pulse as they gasp, then gently bite it before removing it from your mouth and kissing along its length.

Meanwhile, the tentacles wrapped around your legs tighten and loosen together with the fae’s hands on your torso. They nuzzle their face against your neck and the tentacles around your legs start moving again, caressing your inner thighs and crawling forward, one making contact with your crotch. The tentacle presses a little and feels you tense. Then it slowly grinds against you, the cold, slick sensation seeping through your underpants as it fondles your arousal.

The fae feels your strong heartbeat and kisses your neck, their hand massaging your chest and making you accidentally bit the tentacle you are still holding a little harder when they pinch your nipple. They moan and the tentacle by your mouth is replaced with their lips as they plunder your mouth. The tentacle dripping with saliva strokes your shoulder and down into your shirt to your chest, the thin cold tip wrapping around your other nipple to pull and rub.

You pant at the many ministrations, aroused and wanting for more after being teased like this.

As if sensing your impatience, the tentacles on your legs start moving again. They both wriggle into your underpants, one reaching your front while the other curls around your ass cheek. The one in the front snakes along your crotch and to your eagerly throbbing genitalia. It carefully feels around and slowly pulls back your skin to reveal your glans and wet slit, rubbing against it at an agonizingly slow pace.

As you are kissed and caressed by hands and tentacles, you rock your hips against the fae for a little more friction. You want more, you hope for a deeper connection, one that steals your breath and echoes endlessly through your body.

The tentacle on your ass moves. It dives into the gap between your buttocks and kisses your small hole, making your butt clench around it. Its thin tip circles around the delicate, puckered skin and prods your hole again, even sinking a little inside.

You whine against the fae’s lips and they stroke your cheek. Then they reach down to your crotch, feeling the wetness at their fingertips, and rub your glans and slit along with the tentacle. Their hand is so cold and soft it makes you feel your pulse in your gut.

After rubbing for a while, sometimes stronger, sometimes lighter, coating their fingertips in your slowly dripping sticky liquids, they reach further and join the tentacle at your backside in prodding at your asshole. Thanks to your wetness, they are able to slide in a little more than the tentacle. Their sharp fingernail hurts a little but their other touches feel so good, and before you know it they are already one digit deep inside you.

They bite your lip as they patiently sink their entire index finger into your hole, then kiss down your jaw, neck, and chest. At your heart side, they bite your nipple, cold breath instantly making it harden, then lick. You clench around their fingertips with a moan and some more liquid drips from your slit onto the rubbing tentacle, making its movements smoother.

The fae gives your nipple a suck and pull their finger put, once again fingering your slit. You feel a little relieved yet empty, but before the feeling can settle in they return their fingers to your tight hole, carefully pressing two fingers inside your tight anus.

You moan in pain and sink your hands into the fae’s hair, gripping it tightly.

They give your chest a little bite and another tentacle joins the three. It is a little slicker than the others and the tip drips with a cold slime that makes you shiver. This tentacle sprinkles its slime across your body, mixing it with some of your own sticky liquids at your slit, and then joins the fae’s fingers as they gently press inside you. You can feel this tentacle squirm in your rectum and it seems to be pumping its cold slime into you. It coats the fae’s fingers, resulting in a quiet squelching sound as they curl against your hot flesh.

The slime drips down their hand and your ass as they continue moving, wriggling every now and then and pumping in and out in alternating tempo.

Then they add a third finger.

You feel a little full.

The dripping tentacle continuously pumps its slime into you and the squelching sound becomes louder as the sticky substance accumulates in your rear. Gradually, the fingers and slime heat up and your asshole feels a little numb and pleasantly tingly. You take the three fingers very well, earning yourself more kisses and caresses from the fae.

That beautiful fae, fucking you with their long cold fingers and slimy tentacles, could there be anything more arousing?

When they suddenly pull out their fingers, you whine and tug at their hair.

The slime dripping out of your widened hole, pulled even wider open by the fae’s tight grip on your ass cheeks, flows down the tentacle still peaking inside you, slicking it up. Then it begins to move.

The tentacle is about as thick as the fae’s three fingers, but it reaches deeper inside you and lacks the dangerous fingernails. When it enters you a little deeper, you feel it squirm again as it pumps you with its sticky slime once more, making your hole flutter, and then it retreats.

Afterwards, the other tentacles that had been toying with your body also retreat.

You unhappily wriggle your hips and pout. That couldn’t have been it, right? They couldn’t just leave you hanging like that, right?

Of course they don’t.

Your shirt is gently peeled off by their fingers, one hand cold and one warm and slick with the tentacle’s slime and your liquids. Then they slip their hands into your waistband, tapping your hips and looking at you.

Although they don’t say anything, you understand the look in their pitch black eyes. You hold onto their shoulders and raise yourself up, letting them take off your pants and underwear.

They admiringly stroke your bare skin. Your legs and your arms, your chest aching from the fondling, your waist, hips and ass, and finally your crotch — their cool touch is everywhere.

Then they press you against their chest and squeeze your ass.

The next moment, a thick, slimy tentacle with a phallic tip pressed against your asshole. Your muscles tensed and the hole tightened against the unexpectedly cold thing. It poked a little, then slid forward to rub against your leaking slit, gently pressing and pulling for a while and making you moan before returning to your backside.

The fae captured your lips and in that second of distraction, the tentacle pushed inside your anus and stretched the folds out of the puckered hole with its girth. With the hot slime and the phallic tentacle covered in cold slick completely filling your rectum, you felt almost unbearably full, but it didn’t hurt. When the tentacle started moving and the friction started heating the slippery liquids, the wonderful tingling sensation came back full force and traveled from your rear to your front, making you drip onto the fae’s robes.

They let their hand slide back down to your dripping holes and lightly pressed and rubbed your glans before fingering your slit that had become sensitive from all that stimulation as the tentacle in your ass sped up its movements, thrusting deeper inside you and stretching you further than before each time.

You moaned into their mouth. In your quest for more pleasure you rocked your hips with their thrusts, pushing your soaking slit into their cool hand one moment to seek relieve for your swollen erectile tissue and shoving your ass backwards onto their phallic tentacle to feel it pound deep into you the next.

Your enthusiasm please the fae. It pleased them even more when your ass clenched around their phallic tentacle, and you could the thing pulse in your ass and speed up. You relaxed, and then abruptly clenched again around them, eliciting a melodious moan from them as the tentacle pulsed.

Constantly stimulating each other in this was, the two of you sped up. As your climax neared, your movements grew a little sloppy. Chasing that obscure feeling, you shoved the tentacle even deeper into your soft insides, and then the fae came with an ecstatic moan.

Their phallic tentacle didn’t stop pulsing as a searing hot liquid was shot into your guts. The feel of your gut being filled and even bulging from their cum made you moan loudly, and so you, too, reached your climax. Your ass clenched more tightly than ever around the tentacle and squeezed it as you came and trembled, making you clearly feel every pulse and every new shot of cum.

After an unknown amount of time, you came back to your senses. Leaning against the fae and hugging their thin waist, your ass still stuffed with their phallic tentacle and dripping with cum and slime, you felt your body still echoing with the euphoric release you just experienced.

The fae hugged you and pressed a tender kiss to your sweaty temple.

Surrounded by the faint scent of apples, you relaxed against them and sleepily closed your eyes. As you drifted off, you heard them, the vibrations of their cold, resonant voice clearly transmitted into your chest as they whispered.

“Finally.”

[thevondoom62]

Nobody will stand in Casey's way when it comes to cleaning these dirty streets.

[skygemspeaks]

spideytorch angst fic where peter has to stop being spider-man for one reason or another (possibly after aunt may passes and he falls into a depressive episode that causes him to lose his job so he can't afford to do the crime-fighting thing because he can barely afford to feed himself, let alone buy the ingredients for his web fluid and suit repairs and stuff)

He doesn't really expect people to care that much - there are already so many heroes in new york and he mostly dealt with street-level criminals anyways, and the bugle is always going on about what a menace he is so they'll probably be happy for him to take a break for a while.

So fast forward a year later, peter's starting to get back on his feet, and he manages to get a job working for reed. He's a little wary at first, worried that they'll figure out who he is, but this isn't an opportunity he's willing to give up

He gets along really well with reed, and every once in a while he crosses paths with the other members of the fantastic four as well

Sue and Ben are friendly enough with him, but Johnny seems to hate him for some reason. Like, this goes way beyond whatever petty grudges johnny may have had with peter parker when they were both teenagers, and peter can't figure it out

It goes on for weeks before it all comes to a head when peter stays behind late at work one day, after everyone else has already left.

Johnny comes round to find peter, and awkwardly apologises to him for the way that he's been treating him

Peter is obviously pissed, but this is his best friend after all, so he gives him a chance to explain himself.

Johnny looks ashamed of himself as he haltingly explains that none of it was ever peter's fault. It's just that...peter reminds him so much of spider-man (which makes sense after all, johnny knows that peter and spidey were friends, so of course they'd share some mannerisms), and it hurt johnny to see the way reed and the others were just kind of accepting peter into the fold because it felt like peter was replacing his best friend. Peter doesn't know what to say as johnny keeps rambling about how the last time he ever saw spider-man, the two of them had had a fight and had left each other on bad terms. Johnny is crying now because he doesn't know where his best friend is, doesn't even know if he's still alive, and it hurts him to think that maybe spider-man is still out there, has stopped the hero lifestyle and is just living a life that doesn't have room for johnny in it, but that's still so much better than the alternative that he's not out there at all. That maybe he had been done in by some villain who got in a lucky shot and no one ever found out because no one knew who it was beneath the mask.

Peter is hugging johnny now, trying to comfort him and figure out how to come clean, because there's no way he can keep hiding his identity now, right?

Then johnny sniffs, and says that the worst part is that he never even got to tell spider-man that he loved him. He kept putting it off, because they were still young and they had all the time in the world and johnny had to make sure he got it right, and now he might never get to say it at all.

Peter starts crying then, because oh, he had always thought his feelings were unrequited, and it's so bittersweet in this moment to know that johnny feels the same way, but also to know just how much pain he had put his best friend through this past year.

"I'm sorry," says peter, whispering apologies over and over and over again into johnny's hair. "I'm sorry for staying away for so long, firefly. I didn't mean to hurt you so much"

Johnny pulls away sharply to stare at peter in disbelief when he processes what he had said. He freezes for ten long seconds, convinced that he must be dreaming or something. Then, he pulls peter into a desperate kiss. There will be time for explanations later (he knows that peter will be getting an earful from sue when she finds out). For now, he just needs to hold his best friend in his arms a little longer

[simon-says-lots-of-things]

He's a Squishable!! I have a whole collection of their buggies (and similar critters) and he's my most recent addition. He was out of stock around Christmas but you can sign up for emails for specific designs when they come back in stock if you miss one (which is what I did for him)

There's different sizes for other critters too! I think the Tarantula only comes in their "mini" size but they're still a good size-

As for names, my brother came up with one but I can't quite remember it. Pretty sure he said Newton, which I think is adorable for the lil guy.

I need you to gaze upon my boy :]

I thought you'd like him (he hasn't been named yet)

AWWW!!! BABY!!

Lil spood🥺

Did you make him?

If not, where did you get him? I must know!

Also do let me know once you’ve given him a name too :D I’d love to know it!