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#Caregiver!Hobie Brown
writerof-thewoods · 2 months
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I've been feeling kinda down lately, but can I request some headcanons for Cg!Hobie with spiderman!regressor!minor!reader who's trying to get into punk culture but feels like they're copying him? im sorry if im way too specific :c
(can I be 🕸️anon, please?)
Of course 🕸️that's not too specific at all! I'm sorry it's taken me a minute to get to, but I hope you're feeling a little bit better :) And I hope this is okay!!
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Given that he's Spider-Punk, he'd have immaculate music taste and once he gets to know you, shares it with you too! It's something you bond over, even if you're not exactly into the subculture just yet.
He casually recommends you some bands like the Bad Brains, or The Muslims, just because it's stuff he thinks you'd be interested in. You give 'em a listen and after just general interest, you find yourself falling deeper into the culture as a whole. It's not just about the music of course, so you delve a little deeper into what it actually is.
Once you do though, your kind of unsure of what it means to you. How to really immerse in it. So much of it resonates with you and you want your own perception of it, but you're not quite sure where to start. That doesn't mean you don't have a good example though! Hobie's a ton of inspiration.
I can imagine that when he finds out, he's nothing but supportive. Like, he gets genuinely excited, eyes lit up and everything. He has someone who's into the same thing he is? Hell, yeah he'd be into it. "Wait, really? Thas' amazin'! No, really. You think I'd lie to ya? Pfft no chance mate. I'm just excited we got somethin' in common!"
He'll try to hang out with you more often now that he knows you're both into the same thing! Not only is it something you can both talk about, but it brings you closer.
He doesn't mind at all if you take inspiration from him or "copy" him. He knows it's not the easiest to figure your way out with this sort of thing. He wants you to have your own thing, but he's cool with it either way. Even giving you some advice and especially helping you out whenever you need it.
Brings you to his shows and even teaches you how to play if you're interested! (Or if you play a different instrument, you play together) If music's something you bond over that is. If not, he finds other ways to share it with you/get into it.
Fuck societal and gender norms, you two do whatever you want. The more people who're just utterly confused, the better because hey, it's not their life!
And fuck capitalism too, in every way. You pirate, help out those who need it whenever you can regardless of their "status," and just do/be whatever you want. That's the whole point of it anyway, and Hobie couldn't be happier to do it with you.
And really, you both are like two peas in a pod. Different yeah, but always there for each other. You're friends! And being a part of the same subculture only brings you closer together. Even if you weren't, you'd still be close, but it's just nice to have that. Plus, Hobie's got someone else to relate to and he wouldn't trade that for anything 🖤
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littlespacereader · 9 months
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Can I request cg!spiderpunk with spidey! little reader who starts having accidents in littlespace and she's rlly embarrassed cause she's a hero? Thanks! Feel free to ignore!
Heck no I’m not gonna to ignore!! I absolutely LOVE this idea!! This is such a huge issue a Regressor superhero might have! Trying to save the world but what if you need someone to save your world?! What if an accident happens while fighting crime?! I couldn’t love this idea more! So I hope you enjoy this fic! Feel free to send me another idea!!
The Little Spidey
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Caregiver! Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk) & Spidey Fem Little! Reader
Tags: an accident, pull-ups, fighting, stuffies, hiding/reveal of regression, sippy cups, stuffie,hurt&comfort
Nicknames: darling, sweet one, love
Alright let’s do this one last time.
My name is Y/N L/N. I was bitten by a radioactive spider. And for 3 years I’ve been the one and only Spider-Girl.
Thats is, until I realized there’s a whole multiverse full of different Spider people! Recently I became a part of this Spider-verse, which had its ups and downs.
My universe was completely different from everyone else’s, which took some getting used to. In my universe Age Regession was a normal every day thing for people. It wasn’t shamed at or thought of the wrong way.
I’m one of the age regressors in my universe. I regress really young so on missions I usually wear a pull-up, just in case I begin to regress or can’t find a bathroom in time. And trust me, with the long hours of crime fighting, this has come in handy on numerous occasions.
My suit is designed by yours truly. It has a special feature that wearing a bulky pull-up or diaper isn’t shown. It just looks like a normal Spidey suit. I carry a backpack with me at all times with supplies for myself and some extra gear for missions.
Because regression it wasn’t mainstream in most of the other universes, I kept it to myself. That way I wouldn’t have to embarrass myself infront of the other Spideys. There were some universes where regression was just a normal every day thing like mine but those were rare to find, and it was hard to ask incase the answer was no.
After joining, I quickly became friends with Hobie and Pav, my two best friends. The three of us would travel to different universes and kick some butt together! We really worked well as a team!
Pav always strikes me as a Regressor. But I never have the courage to ask him in fear of him asking me if I’m one.
I often visited Earth-50101 to see Pav and spent time in Mumbattan. But I spend most of my time with Hobie in Earth-138 London.
Hobie and I are the closest. He made me feel welcomed the moment I joined the group. Miguel and Jess can be a bit intimidating at times, but Hobie always takes me under his wing.
He makes me feel comfortable and he never lets anyone yell or order me around. He’s a very free spirited freedom fighter. In London I watched his concerts with his band and in my universe we got ice cream together. He’s versatile.He also has the coolest Spidey moves with his guitar! It’s sick!!
He introduced me to Pavitr. Now the three of us hang out all the time! And when we’re not hanging out we’re fighting crime together!
Despite our close friendship I’ve kept my regression hidden from them. When they come over I just hide all my little gear and when we’re out I fight my hardest not to regress.
So with my regression under wraps I continue to fight crime now not only in Queens, NY but in the multiverse as well! Nothing can go wrong!…….Or so I thought.
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Today was my day off, if that’s even possible for a Spidey. I decided today I’m going to regress and relax the rest of the evening. Hobie is practicing with his band, Pav is on a date with his girlfriend and my watch hasn’t gone off with a new mission. So I’m taking a me day.
I ran to my bed room and grabbed the box from underneath. I ripped the box open and grabbed my favorite stuffie and pacifier immediately. Then I had a choice of sippy cup: am I feeling princess or hearts today? Ummmmmmmm…….hearts!
With my things in hand, I walked into the kitchen. As I washed and filled my sippy cup I started to ramble off everything that’s been going on to my stuffie. Gotta let him know all the juice crime fighting details.
Then I made my way to the couch, plopping infront of the tv to watch hours and hours of cartoons. And hours and hours and hours…..
I woke up some time later to the buzzing of my watch. I quickly jumped up and spit my pacifier out before answering.
“Y/N! Where have you been? We been trying to contact you.” Jess aka Spider-Woman yelled at me.
“Sorry I was asleep after a long day. What’s up?”
“We got another anomaly. Suit up we’ll be there soon to pick you up.” And with that the call hung up.
Be there soon?!?!?!
I immediately started to shove everything under my couch or in the couch cushions. Then I ran into my bedroom to get changed fast! I quickly suited up but not without pausing in my bathroom.
I forgot a pull-up, how stupid of me let me just-
Suddenly I heard a portal open in my living room. “Y/N! Where you at?” Hobie yelled out.
I eyed the pull-up and then the door. It’s okay, it probably won’t be a long mission anyway. Just in and out and I’ll be back before I know it. I’m totally not feeling Little in the slightest so I should be fine without protection. Wait who am I lying to?
With that little pep talk I stormed out of my bathroom, grabbing my back pack on the way, and greeted everyone in my living room. There stood Jess and Hobie ready for the next mission.
“How was practice?”
Hobie rolled his eyes, “Don’t get me started! What practice? I was two second from going on when these guys called.”
“Don’t they know you’re trying to be an artist!” I said all dramatically.
He laughed and smirked, “Oh darling don’t you know? I’m already an artist.”
“Come on you two, we got a mission to complete.” Jess redirected.
The three of us set our watches to Earth-3624 and then we took off into the portal.
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The mission is simple, or should I say was simple. There was a Doctor Octopus found in the wrong universe. We were tasked with finding him and sending him to the right Earth. Only problem is he was somewhere in the middle of NYC. So we had all of NYC to find him…just the four of us…looking for one person…in all of NY.
If you’re saying to yourself “Wow that sounds impossible” you’re totally right.
The night began to drag on and on and on. I was exhausted from the constant searching for hours on end. It didn’t help I was also fighting myself from regressing. But as the night dragged on it seemed Doctor Octopus was winning and I was losing.
My regression nagged at me every single moment. All I wanted to do was find a place to curl up, grab my pacifier and take a nap. But I couldn’t! Not now! I had a job to do!
What didn’t help the most was the nagging feeling of needing to go to the bathroom. I know what you’re thinking and you’re right, I should’ve gone before I left. But I was in a rush! I didn’t even know I had to go! Now I’m sitting on the roof squirming every two seconds.
Everything was so frustrating! I’m stuck on some stupid Earth looking for stupid Doctor Octopus in the middle of the stupid night!!…..Okay, maybe my regression was kicking in more than I thought it was.
“Hey,” Hobie swung up onto the roof I was sitting on. “How’s the search going?”
“It’s going.” I said a bit frustrated. “How about you?”
“About the same.” Hobie said, sitting on the edge of the roof next to me.
“I can’t believe they got us working this ridiculous mission. You think Miguel and Jess could just handle this on their own. But noooooo. Instead they pull the two of us in the middle of the night to try and find this wackjob.” I ranted away.
“That’s right Y/N! Stick it to the man! Let that frustration out.” Hobie smirked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I started to squirm in place a bit. I crossed my arms infront of my chest in an effort to mask it.
Hobie eyed me curious but didn’t say anything about it. “I know Jess is searching on the upper east side. I just wanted to join you midtown and make sure you’re doing alright.”
“I’m doing okay. Tired but okay.” I tried to reassure him. But I felt as though he could see right through me. Before he said another word I changed the subject.
“I don’t understand how we’re supposed to find Doc Oct in all of New York.” I said dramatically.
Hobie laughed. “Yeah, what do they expect? Him to come to us?”
The moment those words left Hobie’s mouth we both felt it, our Spidey sense. Of course we jinxed ourselves.
We flipped backward and just out of range for a giant sign that was flying towards us. I landed back on the roof and looked over to an adjacent building. There, standing bold as ever was none other than Doctor Octopus.
“Hello Peters.” He smirked.
Hobie swung over first. “Yeah you’re wrong on both fronts mate.” He swung his guitar at him, landing a nice blow sending the Doctor backwards.
“Once you go against one Spider-Man you go against them all.” He swung his arms again, this time hitting Hobie and sending him backwards.
Now I stepped up, running up, casting my webs and swinging full force towards the doctor. I managed to wrap one of his arms up, but while I did he grabbed me with another. With my leg trapped in his claw, he leaned back and threw me to the roof of a building next to him.
The back of my head hit the ground hard and for a moment I was seeing stars. I was drifting, I wanted to get up and help but my body just wouldn’t let me. I started to fade into darkness for a moment. Both in and out of consciousness.
It was at this time my regression decided to give in. Choosing for itself that it needed to regress more than anything else. What tipped it over the most was the warm feeling I started to feel between my legs. Tears started to fall from my eyes as I realized I was having an accident.
Then came the float gates. My regression wrapped around me like a warm blanket, trying to comfort me in a time of pain and embarrassment. I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here with my wet suit and headache! I just want to go to sleep with my stuffie at home, my pacifier and my pull-up.
I shut my eyes, not wanting more tears to escape. I had to get up, I had keep fighting. What kind of hero would o be if I couldn’t.
“Y/N? Hey! Y/N! Are you okay?” Hobie’s voice echoed in the background. I could hear his footsteps as he ran over to me.
Oh no. Nonononono!
Hobie and I caught eyes the moment I opened mine. He saw everything already. How could I explain the puddle beneath me or the tears streaming down my face?! I’m supposed to be a hero, someone who takes care of others. But I can’t even take care of myself.
There Hobie stood, not disgusting or confused, but worried and concerned about me. “Awwww sweet one-.”
“I’m fine.” I said with a cracking voice. Tears still fell from my eyes as embarrassment filled me.
I tried to sit up fast but he stopped. “Wow wow wow there darling you might have a concussion. Easy does it, easy now.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and helped me to sit up slowly.
He sat beside me, letting me lean on him for support.
I tried my hardest to talk between crying, “ I-I can explain…it just…just-”
“You’re a Little? I figured as much. No need to worry yourself with worries. You’re okay, it’s all okay love. I’ll take care of everything.” He said plain as day.
Maybe it was the concussion. “What?” Was all I managed to say.
“You know, on my Earth everyone knows about regression. It’s more common than you would think. Plenty of Earths know about regression, even if they aren’t as open about as our Earth’s are.” He went on to explain.
“But all of that doesn’t matter right now. Right now we need to get you changed and padded. Then we need to take care of you and your concussion.” Hobie threw his guitar to his back and lifted me bridal style into his arms.
“Wait.” I tried to say.
“What?” He raised an eye brow.
“Don’t we have to get the bad guy?”
“The bad guy? First off, I don’t listen or do what anyone tells me, especially Jess or Miguel. Second off, I already too care of that for us.” He gestured to the roof across from us. There all webbed up stood Doctor Octopus.
“I already phoned Jess who’s on her way to take care of the boring details. I say we get a move on before she starts ask questions we’re not going to answer.” He explained.
After a moment I nodded my head, wrapping my arms around his neck. With the click of his watch Hobie and I were soaring into another portal.
Before I even realized it we were back in my apartment. Hobie walked us into my bathroom, setting me down on the counter top. Then he began to search around.
“Where are your pull-ups at Y/N?” He asked searching under the sink.
To be honest, I was still in shock from this day. Blame it on the concussion but I couldn’t even fathom that this is even happening.
As I watched him raid my bathroom I spoke up, “What are you doing?”
“I just told you I’m looking for your pull-ups.”
“Why?”
“Why?” He stood up and walked back over to me, “Because we need to get you changed before you get a rash or worse.”
I stared at him, still in disbelief. “Why are you doing this for me? How come you don’t think this is weird and why are you being so-.”
He immediately stopped that train of thought by holding my hand in his. “Hey, hey hey. No more worrying about big thoughts okay? Like I said earlier, regression is something I’m familiar with. I’m happy you have an escape from this life as a Spidey. It’s a safe and healthy coping mechanism. I don’t find you or any of this weird. More than anything I want to take care of you.”
“You don’t see me as a weak Spidey because I’m a Little?” I asked, still a bit insecure.
“A weak Spidey?! Hell no!!” He shook his head. “Do you think Pav is a weak Spider-Man?”
I looked at him confused but shook my head no.
“That makes two of us. Pavirt is a Little too. He regresses around the same age as you. Doesn’t matter if you regress, you’re still a Spidey. Don’t get me wrong, I love Pav and I take care of him from time to time when he regresses. But his girlfriend tends to him most the time, I’m just the babysitter. But there’s something special about you. You bring out a side of me that I didn’t know I had.”
He sighed, “I realized early on you were probably a Little, so I kept a careful eye on you. Before you, I was still the cool artist you see before you today. But I was always missing something…something amazing. And I realized that amazing something was you. Without or without your regression. I think you’re truly amazing.”
He leaned forward and took my hand in his, “If you’ll have me, I’d like to take care of you whenever you’re regressed. That way you have someone watching out for you and taking care your needs. I can see you regress pretty young so you’re gonna need a careful eyes watching your trouble maker self.” He smirked.
“So…what do you say?” He asked.
I honestly couldn’t believe my ears. Hobie wants to be my Caregiver?! Also Pav is a Little?!! But mostly, Hobie the “coolest, mysterious, rule breaker” Brown wants to be my Caregiver?!
In disbelief yet happy beyond belief, I smiled and squeezed his hand. “Yes. I’d love for you to be my Caregiver.”
Hobie smirked and squeezed my hand back. “Trust me darling the honor is all mine.”
“But first and foremost let’s get you changed out of that wet suit and into something more comfortable. Now for the final time where are your pull-ups at?” He said dragging the last part out.
“They’re in my backpack.” I shrugged it off and handed it to him.
Hobie took the backpack from me and started to take all the supplies he needs out.
“So you don’t think I’m gross?” I asked, still anxious about the whole accident.
“Nope. You’re a younger Little. Happens all the time. It’s no big deal at all.” He said as if it was nothing. But he’s right, it really is nothing. It’s just an accident. “Alright let’s get you changed darling.”
Hobie helped me take my suit off. He grabbed me a fresh pair of pjs and a new pull-up then proceeded to change me into both.
“There,” he stood back admiring his work. “All nice and cozy!” He picked me up and carried me into the living room. “See? Nothing to worry about. It’s as if it never happened.”
I hugged him tightly in his arms, “Thank you.”
He smirked, “This is just the beginning.”
He carried me over to the couch and set me down. “Hold on, who’s this?” He pulled my stuffie from the couch cushion. “Y/N you didn’t tell me you had a friend over. Introduce to your mate.”
“Hobie this is (your fav stuffie name).” I said introducing the two.
“Pleasure to meet ya.” He said, shaking the stuffies hand. I started giggling.
“Now, I want you resting on this couch. I’m going to get you some juice and a cold compress for your head, okay?”
The moment Hobie left I immediately started to miss him. He’s only been my Caregiver for not even 5 minutes and I’m already so attached to him. Plus he wasn’t even that far! He’s literally just in the kitchen.
Luckily he returned soon, sippy cup of juice in one hand, and a damp towel in the other. “Alright sweet one sit up for a second,” he sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. “There we are.”
He laid the towel on my forehead which felt sooooooo nice! He handed me the sippy cup before he grabbed the tv remote. “Alright let’s see what your earth has on the telly.”
I always thought that as Spider-Girl I had to be the one taking care of everyone else, but Hobie made me realized what I needed more than anything was someone to take care of me too.
I haven’t felt safe like this in a long time. Just leaning against him, watching some mindless show on the television and feeling safe and cared for. I curled into his side and rested my head on his shoulder. He leaned forward and placed a kiss to my head.
We stayed like that the whole night, just Little Spidey and Caregiver Spidey.
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aew-kun-age-regression · 10 months
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"Stimming is cool!!!"
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Pairing: Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) x Little!Reader.
Summary: When someone makes fun of you for stimming, Hobie is there to help!!!
Warnings: Negative views on stimming, (from a stranger) talk of repressing stims, Nicknames (Bud, Little anarchist, kiddo, bug.)
(Gender Neutral Reader)
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This wasn't something that was unusual to you. Or even to your friends. However that didnt stop random people from stopping you to make hurtful comments.
God why do some people insist on getting involved in stuff that isnt their business.
You couldn't help it, normally you'd try to suppress your stims but you had just got so incredibly excited when Hobie had told you that he wanted to take you to a concert.
When he told you, you began to squeeze your hands in and out of a clutched position.
You had also started to bounce on the balls of your feet.
Hobie chuckled quietly.
"I take it you want to go then?"
"Mhm!! Yes please!!!"
You could hear laughing. But not the gentle and kind laughter that Hobie normally produced when you stimmed. But a harsh and judgemental one.
"What are they doing?" The harsh voice said, not trying to hide the judgement.
Oh. Hobie was having absolutely none of this.
"Oi! Why dont you mind your own biz man!" He called out, making sure that the stranger knew their place.
Hobie gently took your hand and moved you away from the hurtful name calling.
"Hey bud can you look at me please?"
You looked up slowly.
"Heya my little anarchist, it's all right to Stim. You know that right."
Nodding you smiled slightly.
"I mean it okay Kiddo?"
"Mhm..."
"okay! Well now that's sorted let's go do something fun!!"
Hobie knelt down and patted his back (from over his shoulder)
"hop on bug. We're going to the park!" He said with a big smile.
"really?!"
"absolutely!!"
The two of you had the best time at the park and then went home and watched cartoons until you fell asleep, knowing that Hobie would always be there to help when others had things to say.
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cheezyratz · 1 year
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CAREGIVER HOBIE HEADCANONS
❤️ let’s you listen to “I Am a Poseur” by X-Ray Spex
🎶 Thinks you look adorable in his vest
🎸 Will talk to you in complete sentences but doesn’t mind if you babble or baby talk.
🖤 will diy outfits for u
❤️ 100% takes old/broken plushies and sews them together to make a franken-plushie
🎶 I imagine he’s not the biggest fan of cuddling, but he still likes to hold you. (Maybe a really long hug, maybe picking you up and holding you ❤️)
🎸 If you ask he’ll put on a runway show for you
🖤 Will definitely teach you how to play the guitar
❤️ If you like to watch them when you’re regressed, he’ll watch horror movies with you
🎶 He’d get a bunch of temporary tattoos and fake piercings for you ^^
🎸 Loves kissing you right on your forehead
🖤 Will always remind you that you’re amazing, and no one can tell you otherwise ❤️🎶🎸🖤
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littlegemstone · 11 months
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🕷🕸Little!Miles and Cg!Hobie headcanons🕸🕷
-Miles gets really shy about regressing. Like, really shy. He hides his gear very well in a bag under his bed.
-He doesn't have a lot of gear, it's just a baby pacifier he got from the corner store and a diy sippy cup made from a regular thermos and a silicon straw. But even though it's not a lot, he still feels the need to hide it.
-Miles' regression is mostly voluntary, but once he's in little space he can't exactly "snap out of it" quickly. He usually waits until he's alone at night on the weekends to regress, after patrol or a super villain fight.
-Miles tends to go non-speaking when in little space, in part because he doesn't like how he sounds when he's small. The way his voice cracks and goes up several octaves makes him feel even smaller and makes him afraid that someone will find out.
-The first time anyone found out that Miles regresses, it was Hobie and it was an accident. He'd stumbled in on Miles in the middle of the night and found him curled up in his bed, paci in mouth, watching baby sensory videos on his phone to help him calm down after a big fight.
-Hobie never really thought he'd be good at taking care of anyone, but he really enjoys being Miles' caregiver.
-Hobie calls Miles a whole assortment of nicknames, including "sunflower", "kiddo", "li'l man", and "love".
-Miles likes to color a lot when he's little. Hobie gets him a coloring book and assorted coloring supplies(he stole them but Miles doesn't need to know that).
-Hobie is not a perfect caregiver at first, but he learns quickly. He learns how to stand on the delicate balance of being caring and loving, and being patronizing. Thankfully, Miles is very forgiving.
-Hobie likes to carry Miles around. Miles is overjoyed to be carried.
-Once Hobie takes Miles out swinging while regressed. He loses Miles almost instantly though, and finds him thirty minutes later playing on a construction crane as if it's a jungle gym. Hobie makes a note to invest in one of those backpack-leashes.
-Hobie gets Miles more little gear, like a teether(shaped like Spider-Man's face, ironically) and a couple of board-back storybooks from a thrift store, and a box of bandaids with comic book characters on them.
-Miles loves gifts when he's little, but when he's big he panics a bit because he's getting more things related to his regression and its going to get harder to hide it all. He can't bring himself to refuse the gifts, though.
-Eventually, with Hobie's help, Miles tells Peter and Gwen(and Pav, on accident) about his regression. And suddenly he goes from being alone most of the time to almost always having a caregiver on call.
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shymeow · 8 months
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\ (^°^) / could I request cg! Hobie? maybe with reader who doesn't get super little?
i couldn't find many rules on requesting so I hope this is okay 🥰
This is absolutely okay honey ! Thank you for the request my love ! I hope I got what you meant 🥹
𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 . . .
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Hobie 'Spider-Punk' Brown x fem ! lil ! reader
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (?): None. If I missed any, pls warn me !
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A not too little reader who loves to play with Hobie !
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The city was quiet for the first time in God knows how long, all you could hear was the rain drops falling in the window and you and Hobie decided to spend a day playing together and doing some other activities! What could be better than a rainy day relaxing with daddy?! Exactly, nothing !
"Wow honey look at that! You're so smart I envy you!" Hobie said as he looked to the puzzle of 30 pieces that both of you were doing. You gave him a biiiiig smile and that made him so happy because he loves to give you the attention you wanted and he loved to pass the time with you relaxing. "Could you teach me how to be so smart like you?"
You giggled at his words, putting another piece in the puzzle. "No daddy my smartness is just mine!" You laughed as he pretended to be offended by your words, putting his hand in his chest. "Oh my! I think I'm gonna have a heart attack... My sweetheart doesn't love me anymore! Huh! Did you hear that? Is that a sound of giggles I hear?" He looked at you like he was spooked, making you stop laughing and look at him confused. "That's your giggle I hear! Do you know why? Because I'm the tickle monster! Rawr!"
He attacked you with tickles, making you squirm and laugh in the floor of the living room trying to escape from his tickles. "Hihihi daddy please!" You tried to grab his hands, but he was bigger than you and stronger than you, so it didn't affect him. "I just stop if you promise you'll teach me how to be smart!"
And of course, you agreed. But who said you really teach him? You two just hugged the rest of the day watching cartoons and enjoying each other company for a good time <3
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sailoreuropie · 11 months
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djfjdnsmcksmsm · 6 months
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ur-fav-is-agere · 8 days
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Hobie Brown from Spiderverse
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Is a punk/big brother caregiver/punk/baby regressor!
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spiderdogkiddo · 4 months
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HOBIE BROWN
🕷️ stimboard / sensoryboard
🕸️ loud punk stims
🕷️ as a caregiver hobie would teach u 2 sew w patches ud make tgthr
or 4 the pets
🕷️ hobie would decorate collars w u
🕸️ sfw interactions only
🕷️ self indulgent, reqs open
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the-kr8tor · 6 months
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Fluffy Friday request because I am obsessed with every one you've written
Age regression reader hides the fact they are a little from hobie but he eventually finds out and decides to be a caregiver or smthing and they have fun
Idk I'm bad at requests lol sorry <3
I hope I wrote this ok since I'm not familiar with the topic but I did my best at researching it ❤️ thank you for reading my work!
Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-punk x gn! Reader
Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, cw food mention, FLUFF
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Hobie comes home with you nowhere to be seen. You're usually at home at this time of day, he puts the ice cream in the freezer before it melts. He then promptly calls your name, looking for a sign of you.
“Love?” He knocks twice at the bathroom door, opening it, he finds it empty.
Scratching his neck, he enters your shared room. Hobie’s eyebrows rise up in surprise, your floor has a mountain of your plushies on it, all stacked together like a mound, a mountain of fluffy stuffed toys. If not for your socked feet poking out, he would have kept on looking for you.
He sighs fondly. Crossing the small space, Hobie wordlessly lays next to the pile. He's now glad that you've put a carpet inside the room or he'd be worried about the chill making you sick.
Hearing his footsteps and feeling the slight rumble he made when he laid down, you stick out your hand from the pile, a soft fluffy bear falls out of the pile in a squeak, for a second the mountain looks like it would topple over, but it doesn't, standing tall despite the disruption.
You flex your fingers to invite his touch.
Hobie doesn't waste time in cupping your hand, thumb lovingly rubbing your skin, immediately bringing you comfort, dare you say more cozy than the soft pile on top of you.
“I've got ice cream in the freezer” he whispers as to not disturb the bubble of peace you've made.
There's a muffled hum coming from inside the mound. Your hand tightens around his, squeezing thrice. He understands completely.
“Alright, later then”
You both lay there silently, just basking in each other's presence.
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Been a while Id say since I've made some spiderverse content 🤔 Hobie StimBoard!!!
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cheezyratz · 1 year
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hobie brown:
me: caregiver vibes
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tinyspiderbeat · 11 months
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Cg!Hobie Brown headcanons
- Hobie is your punk dad in a way, ofc not actual dad but he has the vibes for sure- This man would take you out to so many places and just blare music for funzies
- A very good caregiver actually!! He spoils his littles with a lot of stuff (mostly stolen but it’s the thought that counts, right?) Hobie has definitely stolen stuffed animals for Miles and Pavitr and Gwen even though she doesn’t regress.
- Doesn’t know how to cook, so he definitely orders out a lot or snags stuff from Spidey HQ to feed himself and his littles, Hobie is in the process of learning from Pavitr’s auntie though!! So don’t entirely discount him!!
- Has the patience for autistic or non verbal littles, can listen to cues very well even if they aren’t even that obvious. Miles is getting overstimulated and starts to shrink into himself? Hobie has found an excuse to drag them both away to play games or just relax.
- Loves to play for his littles!! Lets them play his guitar as well- Although he is closely monitoring them to make sure nothing bad happens to the guitar or his baby gets upset with the notes not sounding right.
- Absolute praise and nickname machine! You eat at least one thing? even if it was a snack? “Nice job, rockstar!” you stand up for yourself in a situation? “They deserved it, i’m proud of you bug.” he is such a sweet caregiver despite his tougher outside appearance it’s really really nice!
- During the events of ATSV he was a comfort spot for all the spidey squad, although it was a back and forth situation!! Everyone was everyone’s safe place and it totally drove him into some form of a babysitter headspace.
- “Hate the AM, Hate the PM”- This dude will definitely try to introduce british food to his littles and try to hold back laughter when they groan out of slight disgust but will absolutely praise them for trying it in the first place no matter what.
- Despite me hcing him as a caregiver i do believe he’s somewhat of a flip- having a lean towards being a caregiver though just out of comfort and some distrust towards the people around him. (whoever you think of can work here for sure)
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littlespacereader · 5 months
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Hi! Can I request a fic of cg! Hobie brown and little! Reader? Reader is shy when they regress, which causes a lot of miscommunications between hobie and them (like needs such as eating,potty, changing etc) so he makes the reader communication cards so they can both understand each other? Thanks!
Ahhhhh!!!! So cute!!! I absolutely love the idea of using cards to communicate. It’s so hard sometimes when your regressed to properly articulate how your feeling or what you need. This idea is so cute and super helpful! I absolutely loved writing this so I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the request!
The Talking Cards 🕷️🃏
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Caregiver!Hobie Brown & GN Little!Reader. (SFW)
Tags - accidents, miscommunication to communicate, comfort, communication cards, dips
Nicknames - darling, sweet one, sweetheart, sweetie
When Hobie first met Y/N he noticed how shy they were about their regression. In fact, he didn’t know about Y/N’s regression until he accidentally stumbled upon them regressed in their shared apartment.
After that day and a long talk when Y/N wasn’t regressed, Hobie officially became Y/N’s Caregiver!
He loves it, every second of it. But lately, there’s been a few bumps in the road.
It started at the dinner table one night. It has been a long day for the two so stayed in for the night and ordered takeout. Y/N sat quietly except for the occasional squirm here and there.
Then suddenly they were in a panic, pulling on his arm and whining.
“Y/N, what’s wrong darling? What’s going on?” Hobie asked but Y/N didn’t say a word. They just kept pulling on his arm and whining.
“Y/N, you gotta talk to me. What going on?”
Y/N just shook their head as tears started to fall from their eyes. Suddenly an answer to the panic became known as Y/N’s lap got darker and the sound of liquid started to hit the floor.
“Oh darling. Oh sweetheart I am so sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you needed to go potty.”
Y/N just continued to cry, unable to talk. Hobie felt horrible, absolutely horrible about the whole situation. He felt like it was his own fault. That maybe he should’ve known somehow.
Regardless he took Y/N into his arms and comforted them. “I’m so sorry Y/N. I promise I’ll make it better. You’re okay.” He comforted. After that he helped them get cleaned up.
The next time it happened was in the afternoon a few days after. Y/N was peaceful playing in the living room while Hobie was tuning his guitar. After a little while Y/N came over and started pulling on his arm to get his attention.
“Hey darling, what’s going on?”
They didn’t say anything. They just looked down and started to blush.
“Alright, ummm…you need to go potty?” He asked, starting to guess.
That got no response.
“Okay, ummmm…you need a change?” He asked again.
No response.
“Huh? Not that either.”
Finally something did the talking. Y/N’s stomach let out a big growl, taking it upon itself to speak up. The noise caused both Y/N and Hobie to giggle.
“I guess your stomach had enough! Alright sweetie, you heard your tummy. Let’s get you some food.” And with that he picked his little one up and carried them into the kitchen.
After that Hobie took it upon himself to come up with an idea to the situation. It wasn’t Y/N’s fault. He knew his little one was shy when they regressed.
He also wasn’t frustrated. He, more than anything, wanted to do everything he could possibly think of to accommodate and better take care of his little one. So, while cuddling up with Y/N one night, the idea struck him!
The next morning he got to work. Y/N watched him with a carful but curious eye. They couldn’t help but wonder what’s got their Caregiver so proactive?
Finally once finished, Hobie walked over and sat beside Y/N on the couch.
“Listen, I’ve been putting a lot of thought into things lately. And I want to start off by saying I’m not mad or frustrated or anything of that sort. I’ve just been worried that I haven’t been able to take care of you properly because I can’t understand your needs. I understand that when it comes to your regression you don’t know how to articulate things properly and it makes it hard for you to speak. So I came up with a solution.”
He handed them a stack of cards. Each card has a phrase or word in bold letters at the top with a picture of whatever it was describing. All the cards were attached to a ring so they could stay together.
“See, everything you could possibly ask for or need is on these cards. And if there isn’t one that’s on the card then I can asked yes or no questions and you can use these card to say yes or no. How does this all sound to you Y/N?”
Y/N looked at the cards in awe. They were the perfect solution! They carefully looked through all the cards before settling on the card that read “good” with a thumbs up drawing.
Hobie smiled and wrapped his arm around Y/N. “That’s good to hear.”
The cards became a huge success! Now they could better communicate with each other without one or the other feeling confused or not being heard.
One night Y/N pulled on Hobie arm and held the “potty” card up. Immediately Hobie was on his feet helping his little one to the toilet.
Another day they were hanging out watching tv. But a new program came on and was too loud, so Y/N pointed to their card which perfectly said “too loud”.
Y/N stomach didn’t need to speak for them because now with the “snack” card they could properly tell Hobie how they were feeling.
Lastly before heading to a gig Y/N pulled on his sleeve and handed him the cards before looking down. The top card read “change” sign a little drawing of a diaper. Even at their most shy moments like a diaper change, they could still communicate their needs.
After changing Y/N into a fresh diaper, Hobie handed Y/N their cards back. “Here you are darling.”
Y/N smiled and flipped through the cards. Finally they settled upon one and turned it towards Hobie. It simply said “Thank you” with a drawing of a heart.
Hobie smiled and winked, “Anything anytime for you darling.”
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multifandomenjoyerr · 11 months
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Hi hi! Love your writing! Can I request headcanons of cg hobie brown? I think he'd be so fun! There needs to be more spidervere agere
‹ 🎸 › Hobie Brown As a Caregiver
🎀 : As much as I don't like to post after I already posted recently, I couldn't pass a hobie headcanon. Thank you for asking anon! Hope you enjoy :] ✨
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🎸 : unlike Miles and Pravitr he's completely a rebellious caregiver. Bedtimes? Nah, rules? Not unless you really need them, and he encourages you to get in a little of his shenanigans here and there
🎸 : he often gets his ear torn off by the others about how he takes care of you
🧸 : he has a hard time directly comforting when you need it. He's not around it alot and since you're in a vulnerable state he has to find his own ways to help you
🧸 : even if it's just a pat on the shoulder or telling you you're fine
☕ : He's not the one to use petnames. At first he didn't use them at all or kept forgetting, but slowly began calling you them now and again
☕ : punk/bugger/kid/rebellion/little dude is his usual petnames for you
☕ : he's not that affectionate either, though that doesn't mean he doesn't like a good cuddle or hug sometimes. In fact he finds it comforting, but he won't admit it
🎸 : out of all the spider people, he is the most active when it came taking you places and getting you out of the house. Pravitr loves Taking you places like parks, sure. But what about carnivals, pools, hiking and concerts? Hobie is your guy for that stuff
🎸 : "Hey, little dude, how about instead of sleeping we skip to go to a concert? I heard they're selling cotton candy!~"
☕ : he might've snuck you out of the house several times during his times of taking care of you— even if he gets an earful from Miguel or Gwen the most at the end
🎸 : if he upsets you in any way, he'd just write letters to you and give them to you full of apologies. Usually containing: horrible drawings (don't worry he tried his best), him writing sentences on sentences of him being sorry, and just sappy things
🎸 : he apologizes like you're about to bite him for it
☕ : "They asked for no pickles.."
🎸 : he'll never admit it, but he can get jealous whenever you're being babysat with someone else that isn't him. like.. so jealous he'd tear up
🎸 : don't worry though, a simple hug or you just being yourself around him makes him feel instantly better
☕ : "back off, man, they're just a kid."
🎸 : not overprotective but protective enough to tell others to back off if you're overwhelmed. If Miguel expects you to do a heavy job Hobie will do it instead instantly.. maybe scold Miguel a bit in the process
🧸 : If you happen to fall asleep that isn't in your bed, he'd carry you "bridal pose" or pick you up by your armpits and make sure you're covered up and comfortable in your room. Don't worry he'll let you have your sleep. Afterall a little one like you needs it
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‹ 🎸 › Mini fic of CG!Hobie — "You're too little for that"
🧸 : for all little ages! This is just hobie babying you
hobie studied you from across the room, seeing you quietly make cupcakes for the others. No special occasion but you thought it would be nice thing to do Afterall. Lately you've been secretly Regressing, feeling bad for it you kept it to yourself. Hobie started to catch on but you'd quickly denied it or do something that made him forget about your behavior change. It worked for a few days but hobie knew you a bit too well. He's been your caregiver for about two months so there wasn't going around it. Not now or anytime soon. Before you know it you slipped completely. you try to grasp the little parts you have left to stay big, but it was too late. Hobie raised an eyebrow, catching on what happened. Even though in your regressed state, you continue to make the cupcakes. You weren't even half done.. and this was harder than it looked. You grabbed the ingredients and put it inside the blender, about to turn it on before a soft hand cupped yours, stopping you in your tracks. You looked up to see Hobie, who had a curious look on his face. It was almost unreadable but you can tell he was more confused than anything.. maybe just his neutral expression? He just tilted his head at you before he let out a soft chuckle. "Hey, hey how.. c'mon, kid.. you aren't getting past me with that 'oh I'm a big kid' bullcrap.. you're too little to bake by yourself. Here, let me help you..”
🎀 : SUGGESTIONS ALWAYS OPEN FOR ANY FANDOM! +mini fics like this are now open! So suggest that if you'd like ✨
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