#thank you anon for the fun thought i worry my response is a little too... official ish so i hope it doesnt come off as mean

[mossdoesartshit]

Here’s something to keep in mind. So like the sinners take on the forms of what killed them typically, in scenarios of violent deaths, like that is displayed across both series, so like what if Adam ends up partially resembling Niffty as a result, to propose an alternate design?

that could be cool! i did include nifty's stabbing through adam in his scars, hes got scars from rib removal and nifty around his stomach!

alas, admittedly i have also grown attached to my design of sinner!adam, for atleast the story im planning to tell(and there are reasons ive designed him like that, and this answer is getting so long already i dont want to make an essay HUGFDNOIUJN), so any nifty related changes would not be anything major i dont think. Could be a fun design exercise though!

adam will be getting his... groove back? so to say? the stuff ive currently been working on ive been calling Arc 1, after which he'll get the Full Sinner!Adam Design(tm), and more of his snark back, so maybe some small nifty elements can weave their way in, who knows!

thank you for getting my brain cogs whirring though, that design exercise is very in the brain

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hiii☺It's my first time asking for a fic!I LOVE your fics so much so i thought i would ask you. I really hope you'll like the idea🤞It's a bit long tho.(smut fic🙊)

Larissa and Reader are best friends, they know everything about each other, they flirt and challenge each other, talk about sex and everything but never had sex. They're close.

Larissa invites R to spend the evening with her in her quarter, have a drink and watch a movie (that they'll never pay attantion to as usual).They talk, laugh and get a bit tipsy and R ask Larissa why she choosed not to have tattoos or piercing and then at some point, Larissa ask "how many piercing do you have? You never told me." So R gets up and show her the one on her nose, her lip, cheeks, a sternum piercing , maybe 3-4 each ear and maybe a lower back dimple piercings (those are ideas, you can add or change the piercing's places) and then she could sit back down and say "and i have my nipples pierced and a Christina's piercing. Would you like too see them too?" (half) joking because she thought Larissa would never say yes (not that she really minded showing her, she trusts her enough) but Larissa sensed the challenge there and decided to take R offguard and say yes, thinking that reader were going to back down, but then R gets up again and Larissa realised that she was REALLY going to show her and her eyes went wide at the idea but she didn't back down.....and then smut smut smut😅

You can add any kinks, toys or both,i'm fine with that!You can also add things about the beginning of the story if you think about something!I hope you want to write it and if not,it's ok too!Thank you xxxx

-Anon🌠⭐-

The Way You Adore Me (Like No Other) ~Larissa Weems xFem BestFriend!Reader

Summary— Larissa and Reader are best friends. They have been for as long as they can remember, the kind of friends who do all together and talk about it all. But what happens when you have a little too much to drink, and you find out that Larissa has a thing for your tattoos and piercings…?

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Anon response— Hi hi anon!! Thank you for your kind words, I greatly appreciate them 🥰 and I love your request! I hope I did your idea justice. Thank you for the request, and welcome to my anons!! (if you’d do me a favor and clarify what emoji you’d like, I’d appreciate that, thank you!) Hope you Enjoy! ♥️

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smutty smut, drinking, little angst, little fluff, oral sex (both f receiving), fingering, face sitting, body adoration, tattoos and piercings adoration, teasing, light begging, implied overstimulation, confession of feelings, etc.

Enjoy (;

You sighed in relief as you enter Larissa’s private quarters. Being with your best friend always made everything better. You two just clicked perfectly.

Literally. You were such a good match. You talked about all kinds of shit. You have fun toying with one another, neither of you being one to back down from a challenge. Nothing was off the table when it came to you two.

You dropped your bags by the door, closing it behind you.

“Hey ‘Ris!!”

You called out your close friends name to indicate to her that you had arrived. Larissa had invited you to a sleepover this particular Friday night. She had mentioned something about a terribly stressful week, and being the good friend you were, you immediately took up the opportunity to care for and be with your friend.

“Oh Darling, Hello, Come in!” Larissa exclaimed, coming into the main entrance which connected to her living room, and greeting you.

The tall woman came up to you, giving you side kisses on each of your cheeks and then pulling you into a friendly hug. You sighed into Larissa’s embrace. Her hugs always made you lose all worry in your life.

You then properly came into her quarters, and the two of you ended up sitting comfortably on her couch. Larissa had brought a bottle of red wine and some glasses for you two to share. And like most sleepovers, the two of you planned to put on a movie. Although you both knew you wouldn’t pay much attention to it…

Tonight, you both decided on Three Thousand Years of Longing, a movie with Idris Elba and Tilda Swinton apparently about genies. Neither of you had a particular interest in genie movies, so it was a perfect pick to play in the background and just forget about.

As the movie began, Larissa popped the cork of the wine bottle and poured two glasses out for the two of you. She handed you your glass and you thanked the blonde. You then sat in each others company and just talked.

Larissa spilled all the details about her stress at work, and you as well. You talked and talked, the only thing visibly affecting the atmosphere was the every now and then sex scenes that came up from the movie. It caused a good deal of blushes, breath hitches, and clearing throats…

A couple of hours later the movie was almost over. And you had to confess that your knickers were damp from all the sex sounds that had been coming from the television… You didn’t know, but Larissa had admitted a similar thing to herself.

Your conversations could go in any and all directions. Especially when you were both tipsy. And that you were. By now, your conversation had shifted to talk about tattoos and piercings.

“I know you’ve probably told me this, but why don’t you have any tattoos again?” You tipsily asked.

Larissa took a moment to muse and think about her answer.

“Well, If I ever do get a tattoo, I think it’s important that it matters to me and will matter for the rest of my life… And I have never found something that fits that requirement.”

You hummed and nodded your head in response, going for another swig of wine quickly afterward.

“How many piercings do you now have?” The blonde asked curiously, her eyes lightly roaming up and down your frame.

You pursed your lips and smiled.

“Well… the nose ring, bottom lip, dimples, sternum, nipples, and a Christina piercing.”

You explained each piercing, indicating where each one was as you said it. Larissa’s eyes widened and darkened after every piercing location was revealed to her.

“And tattoos…?” She said, almost sounding breathless.

Larissa had put her wine done at this point. And she had scooted close to you.

“Ooh, I’ve got a lot of those… Wanna see them?”

You had responded in a particularly teasing and playful manner, half-way joking, and not expecting the blonde to take to up on your offer.

Larissa’s eyes sparkle and her pupils dilated at your words. She could never refuse a challenge, especially not from you…

“Yes. And the nipples piercings too…”

You nearly chocked on your own air, as your eyes widened at record speed. It’s not that you minded, you didn’t, you truly trusted Larissa. You just hadn’t expected that from here.

“I—Ok…!” You chocked out, standing up in front of Larissa to give her a better view.

Larissa leaned forward in anticipation, bring her lips and clasping her hands together over her legs. You then started to show the blonde each of your tattoos, one by one. Eventually you finished your tour, leaving your last two piercings.

You had to admit that you were a little nervous. But you were also tipsy. And those two things kind of cancelled each other out in your case.

So you lifted your shirt with ease, showing the woman your piercings on your exposed breasts. Larissa damn near chocked on her wine at the realization that you weren’t wearing a bra. Her eyes widened and she fought to keep her mouth from dropping.

Larissa, almost dumbfounded, stood up and walked a few steps forward, where she was right in front of you. She reached out delicately, running a finger around your left nipple piercing. Your breath hitched lightly.

“And then I have my Christina piercing…!” You quickly said, redirecting the focus of the conversation.

Larissa’s eyes popped back up from your tits to your eye level.

“What’s that?” She innocently asked.

“It’s… I…” you stammered, your words lost on you.

“It’s— a piercing above my lower lips…”

Larissa’s eyes widened.

The wine was affecting you both by this point…

“Show me.”

You sensed the woman’s challenge and you decided to just show the woman.

You pulled your skirt down to pool storing your feet, and you carefully moved your underwear to the side, enough where Larissa could see the silver piercing near your sex.

Larissa had no words, and for a moment she just stood there. But you blinked once, and all of a sudden Larissa was on her knees, her mouth attacking your cunt.

Your knees threatened to buckle and your groaned loudly, your hand desperately grasping Larissa for stability.

“Jesus Fuck—!!”

Larissa pulled away after one simple lick, staring up at you with wide eyes. Your breath hitched and you stared back.

“You taste so good…” she whispered.

You wanted to combust right there. Your hips instinctually bucked towards the woman’s face.

“Don’t stop on my accord” you whispered back, your words turning into a groan as Larissa immediately dove in face first.

One of your hands flew to her free locks, which she had unpinned throughout the night. Your other hand desperately cling to Larissa’s shoulder.

Larissa’s tongue expertly lapped through your folds, but only after a swipe around your Christina piercing each time. It was teasing torture.

You groaned out in a whiny and breathy tone after ten minutes of this teasing.

“Oh for fucks sake Larissa— just fuck me already!!”

Larissa didn’t need to be told twice, simply humming in delight into your cunt, and then sliding her tongue into your core. You both moaned out in delight, your grasp at her head tightening.

The woman had you seeing stars minutes after this. Larissa stopped for a moment, coming up to your face and smashing her lips into yours. You moaned at your own taste on her lips. As you did so, Larissa was swift in undressing you.

“Want to see all of you… all of your piercings… all of your tattoos…” she breathlessly pled.

After all of your clothes had been discarded, Larissa playfully pushed you onto the couch. She went to straddle you, her dress still adorning her body.

“Is this okay…?” Larissa asked, a little concerned about her weight on you.

“More than…” you groaned with a post-orgasmic smile.

Larissa smirked and nodded, slipping to kneel right in front of the couch. Her hand grabbed your legs and hooked them up and above her shoulder for her easy access.

You gasped. Larissa then took a second to let her eyes wander at all of your piercings and tattoos. She licked her lips.

You were still buzzing from your previous orgasm when Larissa began swirling a finger around your slick folds. She continued to tease you clit and the entrance to your sex on and off while she sucked and licked and marked your skin. She eagerly focused her efforts on your tatted and pierced area of exposed skin.

Your head rolled back and you let out a breathy groan. Your one hand landed back in Larissa’s platinum locks, while your other was stabilizing yourself against eh couch.

“ ‘Rissa… please…” you breathily moaned, begging the woman to take you and stop all the teasing.

Larissa chuckled, and while she didn’t stop caressing and loving on your exposed skin, she did slip one of her fingers inside your wet heat. You hummed out in delight, her one finger providing your walls something to clench around, while you didn’t feel quite full or stretched yet.

While Larissa pulled and pushed her one digit in and out of you, her mouth was latched onto one of your perky, pierced buds. Strings of more breathy groans and pleading followed out of your mouth.

“M-more please ‘Rissa…!”

Larissa chuckled, pulling her one digit out, and then slipping two fingers inside you. Now this started to stretch you out. You hissed in response, your eyes rolling back.

“Taking me so well, Darling…” the woman cooed, biting your ear lobe where you had your lobe piercing.

“God F-faster—!!” You cried out breathily.

Larissa happily obliged, fucking into you with her fingers at a faster pace. The combination of her two digits and her sultry tone had you cumming a second time for the woman that night.

This time you screamed for Larissa as she made you see stars, and your legs were wobbly and shaking even more than last time.

“That’s it, doing so good…” she encouraged you, helping you over your high.

But she didn’t stop afterwards. No, she showed no signs of stopping. Her lips quickly attached to your clit, and she slid a third finger into your aching and sensitive core. You groaned and hissed, and your hand was pushing Larissa’s head further into your cunt.

Larissa’s hot mouth put the perfect amount of suction against your puffy clit and her three finger combo made you crash over into third, smaller, but still substantial orgasm.

You fell into the couch cushions, going limp, and Larissa finally pulled away, licking her fingers with wild eyes and a wicked smirk.

“W-wearing too many clothes ‘Rissa…” you huffed, completely out of breath, raising your hand lazily and indicating to her attire.

Larissa chuckled and immediately went to unzip her dress. It pooled at her feet, and she was quick to get rid of her silky undergarment set as well. In a second, the woman had you laid back along the couch, as she hovered on top of you.

She licked her lips.

“I was right by the way… you taste insatiably delicious.” Larissa purred, staring down at you.

You gulped and took the moment to admire the woman’s frame above you. Before Larissa could do anything, you raised yourself up and latched your tongue around one of her nipples. Larissa shuddered and let out a yelp.

“I think…” you hummed, letting go of her perky bud with a pop, “It’s your turn.”

Larissa’s eyes widened at your words and she nodded lightly.

“Alright…” she breathlessly spoke.

You looked the woman up and down before deciding.

“Sit on my face.”

Her eyes widened and her expression changed to one of concern.

“Oh. No, I don’t think—”

Larissa was stopped mid-sentence, gasping and groaning, by your lips trailing from her breasts and down her stomache, as you shimmied down the couch and towards her core.

“Trust me ‘Rissa…” you purred, licking through her folds only once.

Larissa’s hips immediately jerked towards your mouth for more. And she let out the hottest moan. She seemed convinced… Larissa carefully positioned herself above your face, you eagerly grabbed her hips and stuffed your face full of her needy sex.

Larissa’s hands landed on the couch to stabilize herself, as her head was thrown back and strings of leud groans and whimpers escaped her pristine lips.

Larissa looked lake a goddess above you, as you lapped away at her folds and into her core. Her hair and tits swayed in tandem, and the moment slowed perfectly for you to just revel and delight in the other woman.

~

When you woke up, you weren’t in your own bed… and you weren’t alone… Twisted in what you assumed to be expensive, silk sheets, you found yourself to be naked and with a strong enough headache.

You knew that you should have laid back on the alcohol…

You looked around and realized that you were in Larissa’s bedroom. And then you looked next to you in the bed, and sure enough, there lay a sleeping Larissa, just as nude as you.

You gasped lightly, sitting up, as all the events from last night came back to you. Part of you felt guilty that you both had been drunk enough, but a bigger part of you was so happy that it had finally happened.

But what if Larissa didn’t feel the same…?

“What’s on your mind, Love…?” A croaky, sleepy, yet still sultry British accent spoke out, bringing you out of your thoughts.

You looked towards Larissa who was still turned towards you, but this time her eyes were lightly opened and her sapphire gaze was upon you. You blushed lightly and sunk back into the bed.

“I… I feel like I may have taken advantage of our drunken state last night…” you whispered, not being able to look the woman in the eye as you spoke.

Larissa’s hand emerged from the covers, lightly directing your face by the chin to meet her gaze.

“Darling. If anything, I took advantage of you. I practically attacked you.” She breathed out.

“No no…” you shook your head, “I loved it.”

Your words came out before you could check them, making you blush even more intensely. At this Larissa chuckled lightly.

“I did too…”

You both smiled at each other, enjoying the newfound silence and love.

~~~

Larissa Weems Masterlist

[giggly-squiggily]

YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW HAPPY I WAS WHEN I SAW WIND BREAKER IN YOUR FANDOM LISTTTT!! I’ve been so obsessed with the seriessss, I hope it’s alright with you that I request from this anime.

My headcannon is that Sakura thinks Suo’s smile is all fake and planned, so he thought of a way to make Suo reveal his actual and real smile… and maybe his laugh too.

THAT’S ALL!! HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT!!!

AHH THE WINDBREAKER ASKS! I love Wind Breaker so much holy crap- jarjeakrejkajre And some Lee!Suo! I didn't think I'd get this but here we are! :D These two are so fun to write- I've gotcha covered, anon!

CW: Swearing

“So, when are you gonna smile for real?”

Suo’s eyes widened some, his current expression freezing at the words. Then he was back to smiling as usual. “That’s rather rude to say, Sakura. Wanna try that again?”

“You heard me.” The duel haired teen glared, not backing down. “I’ve watched you since I’ve got here-”

“You have? How sweet.”

“S-Shut up!” Blushing bright red, Sakura fumed. “My point still stands- you don’t smile cause you’re happy. It’s as fake as they come.”

Suo tilted his head curiously, thinking about it. “Like your angry persona?”

Damn. He got him there. Sakura puffed up before turning back to his drink. A win for Suo.

….Not!

“I bet I could get you to actually smile in five seconds.” Sakura sat back up, a new determination in his gaze. The redhead just smiled in his teacup.

“You’d be betting on losing dogs.”

“You better shut your mouth before you bite your tongue! Come here!” Sakura got up to fight. Suo didn’t move, knowing this was going nowhere.

“What do you have in mind? Jokes? An improved performance? What-” He didn’t see it coming. Sputtering some of his tea, he flinched when two hands grabbed his sides, digging in harshly.

“Come on, you tassel earring son of a- SMILE!” Sakura commanded, tickling like no tomorrow. Suo was always quick to do it to him- why shouldn’t he return the favor. Problem was- Suo wasn’t laughing.

“S-Sakura, ouch! That hurts!” He cried, wincing. “Too rough!”

“Oh- shit. Sorry.” He wasn’t too good at this. Lightening his touch significantly, he watched Suo’s face for a change. “Is it working?”

The other simply sipped his drink. “No. But thank you for lightening up your touch. I was worried I’d be bruised.”

“Ugh!” Sakura groaned, pulling back and ready to give up. In his fit, he caught Tsugeura’s eye.

The muscle boy made a gesture with his hands, running a finger against the back of his own ear before shooting him a thumbs up.

What…?

Sakura looked at Suo, then back at Tsugeura. Then- he did exactly that- running a light finger against the back of Suo’s ear.

“PFFT-” Suo effectively choked on his tea, ducking his head in response to the touch. “W-Whoa there, watch your fingers!” His smile stilled some when he saw Sakura’s glint of evil. “Sakura…”

“Found it.” He grinned, running over and attacking Suo’s ear with two fingers- finally getting the tassel-eared jerk to-

“Gehahhahahaha! No-nohooohoh! Shahahahakura!” Suo giggled helplessly, trying and failing to block his ears with little success. “Dohohohn’t!”

“Holy crap, I didn’t know you were ticklish! Let alone here!” Sakura whooped with pride as he stitched another finger along the back of Suo’s neck, making him scrunch up with a small squeal. “What was that noise? Holy crap this is awe-”

He was on the floor seconds later, writhing on his back as Suo sat on him and tickled his stomach. “SUHUUHUHUO AHEHAHAHAHHAH FUHUUUHUCK!” “You had your fun, Sakura.” Suo smirked, eyes dangerous. “Now I get to have mine.”

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a 300-500 word dabble for it!

[yakuzacanons]

Please, more Majima content 😭 I want some age gap headcanons where the reader is 22 and he's 42, making people around them question why the young lady is with a man twice her age. Maybe they're walking together in public and Majima overhears some judgemental and nasty comments made about him and the reader comforts him through it because he gets uncomfortable and self-conscious 🥺

Ahhhh I love this, as someone in a similar age range in comparison to Majima and him being my absolute favorite, this idea makes my brain go brrrrr in the best way. Thank you sweet anon, headcanon is under the cut, hope you like it! It's a long one so I apologize in advance but I had so much fun making it hehe.

Majima will honestly never understand why you picked him. He'll always be asking himself how he got so lucky. At the same time he'll also wonder if he really deserves it. He will try not to let it bother him but it's always something in the back of his mind.

The most common comments are things like "Isn't he a little too old for her?" or "What's she doing with a man like that?". You get some weird glances from strangers. This makes Majima tighten his grip around your hand or around your waist, an obvious tell that he's trying not to let it get to him.

He will try to not engage in physical violence as a response because he knows that's not the solution and he doesn't want you to see him as just some violent beast. Instead, he'll spit out some retort before grabbing your hand and briskly walking away, clearly still upset.

He will try to not bring it up to you whenever he feels this way. Majima already feels that he's a bit of a burden in more ways than one: his age, his job, even the fact that he's missing an eye feels burdensome in his mind. How could someone ever love a man like this? Secretly, he worries that all these factors will drive you away one day so he doesn't want to add fuel to that fire by bringing you down with how he feels about the age gap.

Eventually, his feelings will boil over. You'll find him looking dejected, probably smoking out the window, unable to sleep. If you ask what's going on, he'll immediately know that you know and that's when he'll break.

Majima won't necessarily cry, but he'll sigh deeply and say something like "I just want ya to be happy. Sometimes I wonder if I can give ya the happiness ya deserve. Maybe I'm just bein' selfish... keeping ya all to myself." He'll turn to hide his face in embarrassment, ashamed of how he feels.

Once he feels your arms wrap around him, holding him tight with your face pressed against his back, his heart will just melt. It's true, he does think he's being selfish. Sometimes he wonders if everyone else is right and if you'd be better off with someone younger, someone your age. But damn if it didn't feel good to have you right there next to him. In that exact moment, his worries just wash away. He feels like he can do anything, be anyone. That's just the effect you have on him. Your presence alone makes him feel like a man reborn.

He'll close his eyes and exhale before putting out his cigarette and turning around to face you. Regardless of how you choose to console him, he'll still ask if you're sure this is what you want. Secretly, Majima yearns the most to be wanted and loved. Once reassured he'll just pull you in and hold you tightly, so close to him that it's almost suffocating.

The truth is Majima can't stand the thought of letting you go. The Mad Dog has been so independent by necessity for so long that he's terrified of letting that guard down, letting anyone in, needing anyone at all. You changed that and it feels so good that he's scared to lose it, scared to lose you. Your tender reassurance calms him, it puts the Mad Dog to sleep, and for once, Majima feels like he can breathe deeply and fully.

All those years ago, Majima swore he'd live his life for him, do things his way. When you came into his life, it was the first time since Makoto that he felt he really had something to lose. That's when the thoughts of other people started to get to him. Truthfully, you love his fearlessness the most. You admire his boldness, his loyalty, how he never stands down, the way he tries everything once and does anything for those he loves. You'll remind him of this, reminding him that it doesn't matter what anyone thinks. Age gap or no age gap, you're his and he's yours.

[hymn-of-muse]

a fiery show

A Kai Smith x Fire Dancer!Reader Requested by Anon!

It was late evening when the ninja's had all set up camp, Cole gathering the wood for the fire and kai lighting it. Sensei Wu had asked you and the ninja to head out on a mission, a stake out, and so far things were going well.

by going well, i mean things were calm, no movement, no news, nothing. So you were all setting up camp and waiting things out until there was something from the enemy.

While the others were working on a schedule of who'd take watch, who'd be checking the perimeter, and when they'd switch, Kai was tending to the fire, making sure it was well lit.

"man things are boring right now. not a single thing has happened since we got here, this is the lamest stakeout ever" kai grumbled to himself as he poked the fire with a stick before adding a log in the space he created.

"well, the point of a stakeout is kinda just to wait for something to happen. sitting around and doing next to nothing but watching is boring but expected." you shrugged, pointing out the obvious.

"well..yeah youre right..i just wish something would happen while we waited so this wouldnt be so boring, you know?" he huffed, sitting down near the fire and placing his chin on his hand as his elbow rested on his knee.

staring at the flames of the fire a bit, thinking with a short hum, you remembered an old sort of "hobby" you used to do and got an idea, looking back up at kai. "maybe i can do something, to make things a little less boring?" you offered a shy smile with the suggestion

"please, be my guest (name), anything besides waiting around" he sighed, gesturing for you to continue.

you stood up, grabbing a few sticks in each hand and briefly dipping each of their ends in the fire. you held them between your fingers with like thin small torches, raising them out away from you as you backed up away from the fire to give yourself some space.

Kai watched with a curious expression. "hey, be careful, i might make it look easy but fire isnt some fun thing to play around with, you might burn yourself." he warned, unsure what you were doing.

"no worries, i got this" you nodded, taking a breath before you went on with your idea and started waving the sticks about. you moved them with your arms as you went about, twirling and stepping lightly and making a little light show with the small makeshift torches in your hands.

the sticks burned a bit quicker than you were used to and you were careful not to move too quickly as to not put the flames out while you were dancing but eventually they did burn out and your little show had to end.

once you finished, your breath was a tad bit heavier as you looked back at kai for his reaction. he had a face of wonder and surprise as he stared back at you, mouth open just a bit. the only noise that came out of him at first was "whoa..."

"...(name) that was so cool! how did you-? what was-? THAT WAS AWESOME" he was quickly hushed from another ninja nearby for raising his voice.

smiling you sat back down, giving yourself a chance to catch your breath before explaining "thanks! that was a style of fire dancing. i used to do that a lot more before i met you guys, im surprised i still remember how to do it honestly. im glad you liked it."

"and here i thought i made fire look cool, you gotta teach me sometime (name)!" kai chuckled.

"maybe another time, you know, when we arent on a mission" you pointed out, giving a shy, soft and short-lived giggle in response.

"right. would you at least tell me more about it? i wanna hear everything" he asked, an enthusiastic smile on his face.

and with that, you spent the rest of the night before sleep explaining your hobby to him. you told him how you got into it, the different styles and more, and he loved all of it. no longer a boring stakeout.

reblogs appreciated! /np

[woetoy]

Anon art human again, I mean finding views or just acknowledgement for you art, I'm broke and either way wouldn't feel right blazing the nsfw stuff I draw but it gets no traffic or notes. Idk leaving an ask was impulsive but I really respect your art and was curious how you got your followers, if it was more a waiting thing or you found the right areas to post.

I dunno, it probably takes patients to get attention but finding motivation to make good art and then getting nothing but emptiness and boredom at the end of the process isn't motivating lol. Anyways Im thankful for your response and apologetic cause I got this trigger instinct to just blurt my questions to the cool artist I found on tumblr, and I'm sorry for bothering you so

No worries, I just felt bad that I didn't understand ya!

Getting noticed depends on a lot of things. I've had several accounts through 12 years spent on this site, and this one is the first that kinda popped off!

Do you make art that has crowd appeal? As in, is it a little silly, cute or relatable? Does it have a story behind it besides looking pretty? Is it attached to a fandom? Are you making stuff for an underrepresented niche? I often see people make something that is technically impressive, or their personal best, but it doesn't get shared too much because it lacks that appeal. It sounds harsh, I know, but it happens to me too. Until recently, my most popular piece was a doodle I banged out in an hour - just how it is, but I'm happy it resonated with people! You can have a look around at what other people post and see which posts of theirs do better or worse as well.

I don't follow the rule of posting at specific peak times, or posting every day. But I do try to tag stuff appropriately. Tumblr only uses the first 5 tags from your post in the search function, the rest you use for categorizing for your blog. So if you're starting out, it really is a waiting game until someone notices and shares your stuff, unless you have a buddy that can boost you.

I come here to have fun, I make art for me and if other people like it - awesome! I don't really optimize that well for social media reach, I just have my characters and their little stories. I do my specific niche of porn/kinks that are fun for me to draw and talk about. It helps that I have a more solid art style now than I did when I started. Apparently I've been doing NSFW for the past 7 years, and early this year is when it took off on tumblr.

To counteract the emptiness, it helps to have friends to bounce ideas around with or to make characters together with. It's why I create, really. I do it with friends because that's what I find fulfilling. And then I feel driven to draw and post about it as well, and that's been true all this time for me.

I hope you can find fulfillment as well, I think it does come through sometimes if a piece was made for reach or from personal joy. I for sure see that in ancient fanart I've done, I hate those pieces. But the personal stuff that I did for fun is still cute to me, even if it did get at most 5 notes way back when.

Sorry if my thoughts are jumbled. But yeah, this is what I do and what worked for me. But it's always different person to person. Much luck in your endeavors!

[colorful-white-ideas]

You seem a little testy or aggravated in your last few anon responses. You're usually so upbeat and positive. Especially during all The Crow stuff. Please don't let these weird asks about the pants or the newest pics with A get to you. People wanna feel like they're right about an opinion they can't and have no way to prove as fact. This account is always fun and a little gossipy and so full of positive vibes for Bill. Don't let them take you down 😍 I don't know why these pics are making us all lose our crap rn lol I mean according to the one anon even Mortox "left the chat" 😂

Thanks for your kind words and don't worry I'm not angsty or angry.

I think people got the wrong idea from my first post and thought I was trying to throw shade towards A and B relationship. I wasn't.

I'm glad there's people who gets it.

And I think I'll stop answering cause I'm being redundant 😅 with all my answers.

Again thank you for your kind ask. 😊

Now let's wait for Nosferatu updates , he's in London Nicolas Hault was at the party too ... So something is cooking up !!

[pillarsalt]

Anon worried about her trans-identified friend again, I wish I had the words to express how much I appreciate your kind words!!! (Maybe admitting it made me tear up would help? haha) Your response was just as thoughtful and considerate as I thought it would be, but I never expected you'd write so much for a stranger talking about another stranger, let alone throw compliments my way. You're a truly special person and everyone on here, including me, is so lucky we get to hear what you have to say and chat with you :) (And see your wonderful art to boot!! Finding another bug-lover is such a lovely surprise!)

I'll keep your kind thoughts in mind whenever the rare friction comes up again between my friend and me. It was such a quick process for me to desist and become gender critical that I think it's easy for me to forget how much harder it is for people to change their minds on the trans topic when they're so much more invested in it than I was. (Feel the same way about religion too, even as a little kid I was asking questions about why certain things bothered me in the Bible and getting frustrated when I got shame instead of answers. Maybe being annoying and asking too many questions is just in my DNA haha. But all the more reason why it's important to help those who aren't naturally critical: they're the ones falling for unreality the hardest because of that fact.)

Ultimately I will keep being me and see what happens, like I've done before. If nothing comes of it, then there was nothing else I could've done differently anyway. I've asked her if she'd like to do gift exchange for the holidays. We're planning on getting each other a few embarrassingly nerdy collectibles we've been eyeing for a while :)

Thank you again for your help, I'll cherish your words always!!! Hope you have a blast on your trip and get to see all the little guys you could dream of!!!

I'm very glad to hear from you, anon! :) and thank you so much for the kind words! it makes me very happy to be able to help in any way. ❤️

It's funny that you mention questioning the bible as a kid. I went to catholic school and I remember being taught in first grade that we were supposed to love god more than anything. More than we loved our parents or even our dogs, and I just couldn't get past the notion that I had to somehow love the kinda mean, angry, invisible flying grandpa*, who never says a damn thing when I pray, over the actual people who had raised me. I stayed in catholic school until graduation despite opposing catholicism, argued a LOT. I think my point is that I've also kind of been primed for voicing unpopular opinions, so I'm biased when it comes to people who are more hesitant to take any position on the matters at hand.

*sidenote, around this time I obsessively read My Book of Bible Stories (1978) which was given to me by JW doorknockers. This is a bit uncanny, I haven't seen this since I was about 8. It was a treasured book to me, it's full of old testament stories and pretty brutal:

To demonstrate how young I was while reading this: the book refers to god as Jehovah, but I was still learning to read and thought he was called Joseph. So all the adults I told all these Joseph stories to were confused as to why I thought Jesus's stepdad was so OP. Anyway yes, Joseph was a scary guy in my mind, I mean look what he made abraham do before he said sike:

which really didn't give me much faith in him. Kind of a questionable thing to do to a guy tbh. Finally here's the illustration that basically inspired my URL:

Sorry to hijack your ask anon, for some reason your message sent me down memory lane. Finding that pdf was crazy.

ANYWAY: you made my night with yoir nice message, so thanks for that, hope you stay well. I'm happy that it's chill for the time being, and the gift exchange sounds like fun. Come around to chat anytime.✌️

[asbestos-11]

Hi. I'm the anon that asked about your aspec headcanons. I'm back.

In the spirit of sharing, I hc Ratio to be aromantic, but not asexual (I'm projecting ha.) Like the sexual attraction IS there, but rarely, if ever, does he seek anyone out.

In the context of aventio, I always see it as Aventurine initiating first as a purely sexual relationship. When the relationship progresses, Aventurine slowly starts seeking him outside of their little "meet-ups." A few gifts here and there, a few invitations to not-dates, maybe standing closer than what others would deem "appropriate", staying a little longer than he normally does after they've had their fun, and so on. Contrary to popular belief, Ratio isn't blind to people's emotions. Half the time, he doesn't think it's worth pointing out.

So he notices when Aventurine slowly falls in love with him. He notices when Aventurine freely gives his heart for him to take. He does. All Ratio can offer him in return is his devotion. But it's not quite the same, he knows.

And he isn't scared per say, but worried. Worried that eventually Aventurine will ask for more than he can give and be disappointed in what he finds. It's irrational, he knows, but when Aventurine looks at him with such adoration in his eyes, the thought lingers faintly.

The thought lingers every time Aventurine professes his love when he's being insufferable, and when he whispers it onto his lips. And when he tries to respond, it feels like a lie coming out of his own lips. It is and it isn't, and he's tired of feeling like he's leading Aventurine on.

So they talk eventually.

(It goes something like this:

He's lying on his back on their bed. It's a bit silly for this conversation to happen mid sex, but everything Aventurine was doing felt so much more loving this time, he just cracked. He will never acknowledge how his voice wavered. It was already embarrassing enough when he noticed he was on the verge of tears.

And he'd never acknowledge how vulnerable he felt as Aventurine looked down attentively at him as the words fell from his mouth.

Aventurine tilts his head and softly asks him with a smile, "Do you care for me, Veritas?"

"Of course I do. You're the only one I'd let reduce me to this," he responds immediately. It's too raw and honest, much more than he was used to giving. He doesn't even notice how his tears fall until Aventurine wipes them away.

He leans down to kiss Veritas, and all he can do is wrap his legs and arms around him in an attempt to make sure Aventurine won't leave him.

And when he leans back slightly, there's still a smile on his face. All Aventurine says in response, "I know. You're a little obvious about it. It's cute." It sounds teasing, but he can hear the underlying words clear as day.

You're enough as you are.

Oh.

Maybe at the end of it all, it really is as simple as that.

They make it work.)

Sorry for writing a mini fic in your inbox... the thoughts spilled away from me... i hope it was enjoyable enough either way

ANON WHEN I CATCH YOU ANON!!!!! /pos

OUAGHHHH LET'S HOLD HANDS AND MAKE RATIO OUR ARO ICON!!!

soggy aventio so sappy so lovely!! he would defo remind him in his own little ways that he is enough and that he is very very loved. i mean it goes both ways but like aughhh ratio getting comforted is so so peak!!

also anon please feel free to rant some more in my asks cuz this is genuinely so delighting to see!!! thank you so so much for the mini fic i will gladly brain rot over it

[always-andromeda]

This is such a fun and original event! Can you do Dark cocoa truffles for Jay, please? Thank you! Happy Valentine’s Day! ❤️

– 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫

𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: happy Valentine's Day to you too! and thank you, anon, both for the love and for choosing pain on this day. truly, Jay is one of my favorite characters to write angst for, holy hell.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: pure angst and despair, abandon hope to all who read <3, nothing else I can think of!

It had been weeks since you broke up with him. And Jay hadn't so much as shed a tear. At first, his team had started a little joke amongst themselves: that maybe there actually is nothing that Jay cares more about than his cause. Not even a lost partner would phase him. K and Red had even started to place bets over when Jay would finally mention your name again.

Because that's another thing. Jay wouldn't say your name. Even though you'd known the group for years and it would've been perfectly natural for a conversation to drift into the territory of you, it never did. Jay's hard stares and tightly drawn lips always put a stop to that line of thought before it could bloom.

And the more time that passes, the less humorous the joke becomes. The more time that passes...the more worried his friends get. See, Jay is normally the pillar of their group; he has to be in order for anything to work smoothly. They thought he'd fold under the pressure at least once.

If anything he seemed to have taken it in stride. He runs faster, fights harder, and refuses to compromise. Any of the usual softness and eloquence that his team is acquainted with from him gets turned into an impenetrable shell and curt responses.

But when he is alone...oh, how his whole universe heaves. When he is alone, that's when his mind has the chance to run through the entire scene again. Where he can pick it apart and try to answer the question: What could I have done?

"I can't keep sitting around waiting for the day you don't come home."

Jay keeps his voice low and soft, "That won't happen. You and I are both well aware of the precautions that–"

You interrupt angrily, "What about New York, huh? I waited for a year while you were rotting in prison. For a whole year, I had to live without you. And I don't want that again."

"Well, I don't plan on that happening again."

"You didn't plan for it then," you shot back, staring at him with widened, hostile eyes. Daring him to have something clever or comforting to say.

But his mouth is dry. Jay has words for everything. Somehow, he doesn't have words for this.

There's a few beats of silence before you let out a deep sigh. Your voice is cold when you speak again, "This is why I have to go, Jay. I can't just be here...scared to death that one day I'm going to lose you for good. I can't do that to myself. I can't do that to you."

And for some reason, that sentence stuck with him more than anything else. Probably because there wasn't much else to remember.

It wasn't a dramatic break. Jay never quite settled anywhere, so it's not like there was an apartment of his for you to pick your things up from. All of his phones were burners for missions, so it's not like he missed any of your calls. And he was never one for gifts or trinkets; too much of a hassle to carry them from place to place.

With the sort of life Jay has, he doesn't connect with the physical things. So...in a way...you simply disappear.

In those moments where his chest shakes with dry sobs and he can't think of any sort of way that he could've made you stay without completely compromising his lifelong work...he wishes he were more sentimental. He wishes he could hold one of your shirts and feel nothing but the searing pain to come flooding in as he inhales your scent. He wishes for an apartment that is haunted by your figure. Because memory is useless to him now. Memory is difficult to shut off as soon as one lets them in.

That's why he doesn't dare to speak your name. Because he fears that as soon as he utters it, he would crumble entirely. Because as much as he would lay his life down for his cause...he would lay down his happiness for you. He couldn't make you stay; couldn't turn you into the stone he has become. I can't do that to you.

[seongminiz]

i’m sorry ur feeling sick again :(( pls there’s no rush to respond of course i’m just going to drop these nasty thoughts here in response to urs but i hope you feel better soon😓😓

.. cuz everything u said about vampire hoon is sooo good, i’d like to think that it gives u such a high to be fed on, therefore turning you on so u get wet just at the thought of him feeding off of you and he love humiliating u for it (u love vein humiliated<3333)

i feel like generally vampire x human relationships are gonna be at least a little toxic and is it really so bad if ur getting off to the way sunghoon degrades u? /hj

omg and js , anon talking about u n matt licking at jiwoong’s boxers while he uses u and makes u suck him off at the same time is so good wtff so nasty but i could see it :((( poor matthew just wants to make both u and jiwoong happy he’s so loyal he’ll do whatever u ask him, but now ur at the bottom of the food chain too since jiwoong’s broken u down to nothing but a dirty little slut who can’t think of anything else but his cock :( the licking at his boxers IS SOOO nasty like just trying to get a taste of him :((( so pathetic my head is spinning /pos 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

i’m just thinking about other nasty scenarios now too.. jiwoong making u ride his thigh while he’s on the phone with a sponsor for the country club? he has ur panties shoved in ur mouth to keep you quiet, says if u make a sound he’ll make sure u have to explain it to the guy on the other side of the phone but also if u stop moving he’s not going to let u cum :(

i imagine jiwoong lives on site or nearby, in my head his huge mansion or smth is like just behind the country club or smth so on weekends he’d take u and matthew home with him to play with you if he’s feeling really depraved maybe he makes you both stay naked for 48 hours or just in ur undies, so he can implement free use with you for the next 2 days is that too crazy like i’m just imagining being jiwoong’s little cumslut for days and probably doing nothing other than having sex with him :((((

or. jiwoong buying u two a panty vibe n cockring so he can play with u both at the same time while ur supposed to be working, he can control both toys from his phone n likes to put them on the same settings to see which one of u breaks first <333

- 🧁 anon

aaa im sorry i forgot to answer this :( im still not feeling that great (so maybe my thoughts wont be outstanding lmao) but im not extremely sick now , thank u for worrying my love 😕🫂

exacltyyy wheres the fun in a human x vampire (or rlly , any non-human) relationship if its not at least a little toxic‼️‼️‼️

riding jiwoongs thigh ofmdhfn i need that so bad .. N THE PANTIES THING TOO OMFG tbh everything u say has me giggling kicking my feet !!

also the whole seeing who breaks first is so .. like yea jiwoong is the one who actually has the upper hand in this situation but nothing is stopping u from making matthew's life a little harder and teasing him so u can 'win' .. tho if u do put ur plan into action , matt will probably retaliate n give u a taste of ur own medicine (or at least , try to)

[scarletlizzard]

Okay, regarding yesterday and the asks that have been piling up in my ask box:

Y'all, I'm so sorry if I made it seem like it was the majority that did something wrong. It wasn't at all! You're all so sweet and respectful. I'm a playful person by nature, I love joking around and being sarcastic and teasing. There were 2 or 3 asks that were a bit much, and I just felt a bit off about some of the terms used (or I should say the manner in which they seemed to be used), and the direction it felt like it was headed. I hate that so many of you thought I was directing anything towards you, I wasn't at all, and I'm sorry it seemed like it!

As for the anon who reached out, thank you for saying something. Timezones will be timezones. I think things got a bit too much too quick, and the random anon who joined in wanted to escalate it. It's no worries. As I said before, the playful teasing is more than okay, I understand the first wasn't directed at me, just as my response wasn't directed at you. But nonetheless, thank you for clarifying that the rest weren't as serious.

I'm going to skip over the more serious asks from yesterday, but PLEASE reach out again if you need me to clarify anything regarding any of you. Although I promise, it's not about you. Y'all are a joy and always make me smile, I love the little chaos club. Please continue to poke fun and catch me in 4k 📸 when I act up (we all know I will eventually)

Thank you 🫶🫶🫶🫶

[allylikethecat]

ally!!! i have to say i keep growing ever so frustrated at ao3 as at the end of every update you so generously give us it reminds me once again that i am unable to leave you more kudos when i so wish i could spam you with it every five minutes to show my appreciation for these fics!!!!!!

the ducklings update was incredible and i so loved seeing an insight into fictional!george’s mind, i especially enjoyed how much a packet of shredded cheese caused so much trouble hah — whilst i am loving the angst between them, I am also very excited for them to (at some point) actually communicate with each other lol

i have to go on record to say that as a diehard lover of ‘you know where the city is’ that is the fic i voted for this week — this does not mean however that i am not very much eating up all discussions of the vampire fic (& the equestrian fic!!!) and i can’t wait to see what you come up with (on the discussion of vampires & twilight,, i was always team edward and the idea of vampire fictional!george??? amazing.) and I of course was very happy to receive a ducklings update regardless.

also!! these january prompts have been so good and it’s so cool that you’ve stuck with it the entire month — opening up tumblr and finding a little ally fictional!matty and george drabble has been so fun and u should know that they will be sorely missed come february!!!!

yours,

— 💌💌

(p.s. sorry about the obnoxiously long ask lol!!!)

Hello My Dearest 💌 Anon!

First off, NEVER apologize for sending in a long ask!! I am giggling and twirling my hair upon receiving it!! I love writing obnoxiously long responses and so this is perfect!!!

I too very much wish that I could leave multiple kudos on the fics that I read, AO3 really needs to get on it and allow us to do so! I am so thankful and honored to have written a fic that you feel that way about 🥺 Just know that I appreciate YOU so very much and am so grateful for you not only reading but taking the time to send me such a lovely, long, thought out ask! 🥰

AHH Thank you so much for your kind words about the newest Ducklings update!! I'm so happy to hear that you enjoyed it! Shredded cheese is a very important snack option and poor Fictional!Matty thought it was going to solve all of his problems, but alas, halfway through it became the cause of them. I was a little nervous about this chapter since we were changing things up a little bit with a Fictional!George-centric interlude and am so happy to hear that you liked it! We might have a little bit longer to go before Fictional!Matty and Fictional!George get it together and truly communicate but don't worry it is coming and I actually have a plan for it now (huge thank you to @sundrownsthehouse for helping establish DIRECTION for this fic!)

AHH thank you so much for supporting You Know Where the City Is as well!! The 2014-Disaster-Bi versions of Fictional!Matty and Fictional!Taylor are some of my favorite characters I've ever written, and I am so excited for y'all to see how their story unfolds! I will hopefully have that update finished soon, I've been slowly but steadily working on it since the last update!

The Vampire brain rot has become so very real and I am so excited that people are willing to indulge me in it. Once I get the Christmas fic finished, I cannot WAIT to start diving into my new WIPs 🤩

ALSO omg thank you so much for sharing such kind words about the January OPT prompts, it was a little project that I started for myself, and I'm just so flattered that people are also enjoying them, and taking the time to share such lovely feedback on them! They have been hard to keep up with, but I'm very proud of myself for sticking with them so far, and cannot believe we're over halfway through!

Thank you so much for reading, and for sending in this lovely, lovely, ask! I apologize for writing you a small novel in response! I hope you continue to enjoy my works and I hope I'll be able to a You Know Where the City Is update up soon! I hope you have a fabulous rest of your week!

❤️Ally

[theboarsbride]

hi jojo!! it's the anon from before. i'm crying. what a humbling and gracious response. i don't know if any of my ideas are worth sharing yet but it means everything to me that you thought to extend your kindness and support anyway. i might make a blog for my writing soon and follow you from there if you ever need a cheerleader as well (im too shy to come off anon rn lmfao). also semi-unrelated but thank you for your bravery in championing DILFs, especially old sad monster DILFs!!!!

(omg no worries about being on anon! <33)

Any and all ideas are worth sharing once you feel ready to do so! It can be a little scary at first because it's a brain baby, it's your little thought child, and sharing it with folks requires some degree of vulnerability and courage. But once you get more confident in your writing and your ideas, that's when the real fun begins!^^ Best of luck to when you start a writing blog, and I hope you have fun making moodboards, playlists, all the silly little things that can make writing more fun and more silly!💛

(and heeheee i will ALWAYS champion for DILFs!! THEY NEED LOVE RAAAAGHH!!!!!!!!!)

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Maybe a fic idea!

Harry(raimi) hanging out and feeling a little bit like an outcast with Peter 2 and 3! They wanna show him that they love him and decide the best way is through tickles❤

As It Was

Summary: See prompt above :)

(Pardon the song reference and the angsty beginning, but I hope you enjoy Anon! ❤️ And thank you for your adorable prompt idea, this was so much fun to get to right ❤️)

After hearing a knock on the door, Peter 2 grinned as he peeked out the window. The oldest Peter quickly opened the door and wrapped his friend in a hug. "Hey Harry!"

The taller man tensed before awkwardly returning the hug. "Hey Pete. It's good to see you."

Two stepped back and motioned for Harry to follow him in. "Come on in."

Harry stepped through the door and into the living room where he noticed a familiar figure sprawled on the couch.

He grinned at the taller Spiderman. "Hey Three."

Three grinned and he sat up. "Hey Harry. How's it going?"

"Not too bad. Work's been rough, but what else is new?" The older man sat down next to the younger counterpart. "How about for you?"

Three shrugged. "Can't complain. Osborn industries in my world is doing pretty well."

Two sat on the arm of the couch. "I forgot you had a Harry in your world too . . . Any improvements?"

Peter 3 shook his head. "Not ready for that yet."

Two nodded. "I know. Forgiveness takes time."

Harry Osborn tensed.

"I know it does Two. And I'm working on it," the middle Peter soothed.

"And it doesn't have to happen right away. Remember that too."

While Three smiled and nodded, Harry shrank a little into his shoulders. There was more conversation flowing above him, but he didn't hear it. He just couldn't help but wonder . . . Had his Peter forgiven him yet? He said he had, but did he mean it?

The taller man had been a complete jerk to the friend that had stuck by him after everything he gone through with his dad and taking over the industry. . . And he had thrown it in his face.

Was it really that easy to go back to the way things were?

A nudge to his shoulder broke him out of his thoughts. "Harry?"

"Hm?"

Two smiled at him. "Do you want to?"

"Do what?"

Two's forehead wrinkled. "What we just talked about."

"Oh! Sorry Pete, I was lost in thought and didn't hear what you said."

The oldest Peter gave his friend a curious look. "Well, we were thinking a movie might be a good thing to do today. Did you have something different in mind?"

"Oh no, a movie's fine."

Peter 3 sat up a little more. "Can we make root beer floats like last time?"

"That would be fun."

The taller Spiderman turned to Harry and waited for a response.

"Yeah, that's fine."

Peter 2 cocked his head. "I thought you didn't like root beer."

Harry rolled his eyes. "It's fine Pete."

Meanwhile, Peter 2 and 3 shared a look.

Harry stood and stepped away to the bathroom. "You two do whatever, I'll be right back."

Once inside, Harry closed the door and took a breath. He hadn't meant to come across as cross or rude, he just felt so out of place right now. Things were so different now between he and Pete that he just didn't know how to act. They had gone from hating each other to trying to be best friends again. It was all just so fast.

A knock at the door had him straightening. "Occupied."

"Harry, it's me," Two called out.

The taller man hesitated.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?"

After a brief pause, Harry opened the door.

Peter worriedly looked him over. "Everything okay?"

"Everything's fine Pete." Harry nudged his friend's shoulder. "Don't be such a worry wart."

"Harry, we've been friends for years. I know everything's not okay."

The taller man looked away. "It should be."

Peter 2 was quiet as he studied his friend. Suddenly, a light clicked on in his head. "Is this about everything that happened between you and me?"

" . . . Maybe."

"Oh Harry." Two caught his eye. "I forgive you . . . I promise I do. You thought your best friend killed your dad and tried to hide it from you. That was a low blow and I don't blame you for lashing out. . . I wasn't exactly the best of friends to you. . . You were hurting and I completely turned my back on you."

Harry wrapped rubbed one of his arms. "I kind of deserved it after everything I did."

". . . And I didn't?"

There was a pause as both sides thought over what they had just said.

Finally, Two broke the silence. "Things can't go back to 100%, but we can start over. . . After all, brothers argue, they fight, but then they learn to make things right. . . Right?"

The taller of the two cracked a small smile. "Yeah . . they do."

Peter 2 opened his arms. "Can we try again?"

This time, Harry didn't hesitate to return the hug his friend was giving. "Absolutely?"

Meanwhile, Peter 2 squeezed Harry. Unfortunately, he squeezed too tight and Harry let out a strangled squeak.

Two immediately pulled back. "Did I squeeze too tight? I'm sorry, I forgot my strength!"

"Ihim okay Pete, I'm ohokay." Harry squeezed one of Peter 2's biceps. "Wohow you've gotten strohong!"

The oldest Peter bashfully looked away. "Side affect of thehe spider bite."

Harry smiled. His friend was never good at taking compliments.

However, he wanted to retract his statement when Two gave him a look. "You know what else it means?"

Harry took a step back. "I don't like where this is going."

Meanwhile, Peter 2 stepped forward. "I finally have an advantage in your one sided tickle fights."

"Oh no."

When Peter 2 lunged, Harry immediately aimed for his ribs. One squeeze there gave him enough time to dart out of the bathroom.

"Three! Don't let him get away!" Two called after.

Shoot! He had forgotten about Peter 3!

The next instant, Harry was tackled to the ground. "Oof! Three!"

Three's grinning face stared down at him. "Hiya Harry!"

"Nihice catch Three," Peter 2 complimented as he stepped into the living room.

The taller Spiderman pinned his prey with ease. "Whyhy thank you, but why dihid you want me to catch hihim?"

Two knelt beside his brothers. "Did you knohow Harry here is ticklish?"

Three's eyes widened. "Really?"

Meanwhile, Harry squirmed. "Noho I'm not!"

"He's lying," Two replied as placed a hand on Harry's ribs. "Ihin fact, if Ihi remember correctly, thehere should be a sweet spohot near here thahat really gets him goihihing."

The taller man squeaked. "Thahat's plahaying dirtyhy Pehete!"

Two's hand started to scribble around. "Ahand when you dihid it to mehe it was always completely fahair?"

Harry attempted to growl through his giggles. "Buhut yohou lohove ihit!"

"Soho do yohou hot shot," Two shot back.

Three giggled at the interaction. "Hehe's not really trying toho get away ihis he?"

Two's hand moved closer to the middle of Harry's ribs. "Not ahat all."

"Wahait-NAHAHA! IHIM GONNA KIHILL YOHOU BOTH!"

While Two's hand attacked one set ribs, Three's hand had moved to other set to test something. "Oo! Deheath spohot."

"Yohou haven't seheen anything until you tickle riiiiight here." Peter 2 dug into one of Harry's ribs.

The taller man squealed and kicked his legs out. "NAHAHA PEHETE!"

"Hey, hehe has aha bad rib too!"

"Yehep." Two moved away from the rib. "Ihit's a fuhun place to visit."

Harry tried to glare at his friend and counterpart, but it was hard to stay mad when both of them were grinning adorably. "Yohou guhuys ahare so cute whehen you tryhy to be ehevil."

He regretted his words when Two moved to Harry's neck and teased, "Ahand yohoure so cuhute whehen you try to behe tough."

As if on cue, the biggest grin appeared followed by a stream of giggles.

"Awhaw, ihit's a gigglehel switch," Peter 3 cooed.

"Oho, if you want real giggles, you should tickle his tummy."

Harry Osborn flushed red immediately. "Peheter!"

Instead of waiting for a prompt, Three dug all ten fingers into the mentioned spot. The older man under him let out a stream of the most adorable giggles and immediately melted into the touch.

Three lit up. "Oh my word!"

"See? Whahat did I tell yohou?"

Harry attempted another growl.

"Awww." Three shook his hand into Harry's tummy. "Whose a good boy who woves tummy rubs?"

"NAHAH YOHOURE DEHEAD SHORTIHIES!"

Then Harry snorted.

Both Two and Three wheezed at the threat. And after he caught his breath, Harry joined in. These two were jerks, but they were adorable jerks.

Peter 3 moved off of Harry. "Sohorry about that Harry."

"Ihit's okay Three," Harry replied as lifted himself up on his elbows. "Buhut Ihi want to give yohou both aha small suggestion."

Both Peters gulped.

Harry smirked. "Run."

Two squeals resounded as Harry lunged forward. He managed to snag Two's ankle and pull him back to him. "Gotcha!"

"Ahh! Threhee! Hehelp!"

In response, Harry dug into Two's sides. "Whose the tickle mohonster now!"

"Harryhyhy!"

Peter 3 came back and attacked Harry again. "Gotcha bro!"

The three went back and forth for quite a while until they finally collapsed into a breathless pile of giggles on the living room floor. Harry massaged his cheeks because they were so sore from laughing, but he still ruffled Two's and Three's hair.

He knew it's not the same as it was, but he liked this new fresh start.

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I'm honored that you liked the little Kaveh drabble. And I'm even more in awe that you responded. I liked how you wrote Kaveh's perspective and juxtaposed that with how he sees himself. It's such a cool way to center the piece, and I liked that theme running all throughout the response.

I'm gonna be honest, I never did think about opening a Yandere blog, because my brain pingpongs between too many ideas, Yandere!, non, fluff, angst, etc. I don't know if I could strictly write Yandere.

Nevertheless, I appreciate the compliment. I mostly wrote it because I needed it out of my head, but also as a thank you for your writing. Even our anon imagines and drabbles, you bring them to life with your wonderful words. For giving so much content, thank you. :) I appreciate it.

Thank you again for the compliment on the drabble. As for the Yandere blog, I'll think about it. I'd lose the element of surprise, as it's always fun surprising writers with drabbles inspired by them and their ideas. Who knows, maybe in the future, you might find more drabbles in your ask box. :)

Of course, it was my utmost pleasure anon!! I know how time-consuming writing is, regardless of how small the piece maybe, getting words out and arranging them in a coherent and appealing structure is difficult. Many of the things you anons send are easily independent content worthy, but instead you all choose to share it with me?? Even with the possibility that I might not respond in a way that you guys hoped or respond at all??? So anything you guys send easily makes me feel so honoured. I'm always worried if I'm communicating right or have understood everyone's thoughts and reciprocated their enthusiasm, so you sending this message was very very appropriated <3

There's no pressure for creating a blog, if this helps ; you don't need to stuck with yandere solely! A blog is your space, you can share and post anything you like, variety is the spice of life after all. I also hope to continue giving everyone more and more quality content and look forward to what you send my way in the future nonnie<33