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myir0nlung · 10 months

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I MISS YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING..

hobie brown

IN WHICH, hobie hates talking about his canon event, especially since it involves your death..

angst, reader dies, few swears, tried to keep it gender neutral

He was supposed to save you.

He was supposed to be the hero.

He was supposed to make sure no one would harm you.

He was supposed to not let you die.

It had been eating him up inside ever since that horrible, shitty day.

It was like any other day, Hobie leaving the comfort of your shared apartment to fight whoever was causing trouble. It was basically a routine by now. You two had ate a takeout dinner, lounged on the couch for a bit before Hobie took off into the city that never slept. It was like this every night. Every damn night.

Tonight was like ever other, Chinese takeout scattered across the messy coffee table Hobie found on the side of the road. A movie was playing but neither of you were watching it. Instead Hobie was laying on top of a few raggedy pillows with you on top of him. His arm was lazily slung across your waist as he toyed with your belt loops. You were tapping a beat out on Hobie, that making him smile. It was lazy moments like these that made him forget about how trashy the world was, made him forget about everything else and just focus on you.

Well that was until his flip phone was ringing. You raised your eyebrows at him as he picked up the phone call. You could hear distant shouts and a crash come from the dingy old flip phone. Hobie grumbled into the phone, snapping it shut and discarding it some where on top of the hectic mess you called a coffee table.

“Osborn acting out again, aight? Gonna’ need to go deal with his arse.” Hobie angrily grumbled. Couldn’t he just enjoy a peaceful moment with his partner?

“Right..” You mumbled. You pulled yourself out of Hobie’s embrace and sat back on the couch, now just by yourself. Hobie kissed your forehead lightly as he pulled on his battle vest. He hopped over the couch and looked around his boots.

“If Osborn ain’t a big wanker today should be home by 12, so no need to stay up late to see me yeah?” Hobie now by the window, perched on it. His mask was laying limp in his hands. It looked kind of funny, the red fabric with large metal spikes was just crumpled up in his large hands.

“You know I’ll always stay up to see you Hobe’s.. you can’t stop me.” You teased. Hobie rolled his eyes and moved to jump out into the smoggy city, but you said his name quickly preventing him from moving away further. He looked back to see you peeking over the couch, chin resting on your palm.

“Love you~!” You sing-singed. That got a chuckle out of Hobie as he returned the words with a wink. Then with one movement he disappeared into the night sky, which wasn’t very dark from the amount of light pollution in New London.

It had only been a few minutes before another noise caught your attention. Someone was were Hobie was, peering in through the open window. Of course it scared you, but it suddenly got a lot worse when it came in to get you.

Hobie was in a back alley way with Captain Anarchy, hiding from Osborn and his stupid venom robots. One had landed a decent gash on his chest which was why he was hiding out. Captain Anarchy was explaining something to him, something about where one of the potential weak spots was on a mech. Hobie was listening at first until his spider senses took over.

Loud ringing plagued his ears, a throbbing pain overtook his mind. Hobie grunted in pain as he gripped his hair with such force that it ripped some out. Though he didn’t notice as his spider sense flared up like crazy. The ringing got louder and louder.. the throbbing pain thumping like a bass in a rockin’ punk song..

Captain Anarchy was at Hobies side instantly, trying to get through to him. He gripped his shoulders as he tried pulling him up right. His lips were moving but Hobie couldn’t hear a word. Hobie closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. The ringing and pain didn’t go away but it subsided enough for him to finally be aware of his surroundings.

“Hobie! Hobie, can ya hear me?” Captain Anarchy questioned. He had one hand on Hobies shoulder and the other about to slap him. Hobie saw that and pushed him off of himself.

“Fuckin’ spider sense.. just keep going. I’ll be up in a quick second.” Hobie brushed him off as he sat against the cold brick wall. Captain Anarchy said something and left but Hobie didn’t bother listening. He was confused.. why did he spider sense flare up..?

A scream pierced the air. One that sounded all too familiar. It jolted Hobie from his thoughts. He pulled his mask down again and found his way out of the alley, only to be met with a horrifying sight.

Osborn gripping you with one of his stupid venom mechs.

That sparked something in Hobie, it was like a fire had been lit. He desperately webbed around to try and beat Osborn up. He tried smashing the mech’s up, trying to shatter the pilot window so he pull that greedy fucker out. But nothing was working. Too much was happening, too much was going on for Hobie to realize what Osborn was doing.

Quickly Osborn scaled a building, pulling himself to the top. The old building was crumbling because of the impact from the fight but the pressure from the venom caused it to break more. When finally at the top Osborn turned to meet Hobie.

“If you really want your petty partner back so bad Spiderman, go fetch!” He taunted. But nothing could prepare Hobie for what happened next.

He dropped you, right off the side of the crumbling building. Debris fell with you as Hobie dived after you without a second thought. Your screams pierced his ears as Osborns horrible laugh echoed into the background.

You knew Hobie wasn’t going to get you. He was simply too far away. If he tries webbing you if would snap your back from the sudden impact, but you would probably end up breaking your back on cement aways. It pained you knowing this was how you die, falling from a building because of a corrupt prime minister. How delightfully stupid.

So you spoke your last words, knowing you had to make them meaningful. You said only four words, ones that might’ve just been something said without a blink of an eye yesterday. Ones that would’ve been said normally any other day. But right now, in this horrible moment, they meant more than anything.

“I love you Hobie.”

He wasn’t quick enough. His webs touched you just as you smacked against the dusty and dirty cement. Rubble rained down from the destruction of the buildings. There you laid, forever staring into nothingness. Hobie carefully held your body as he ripped off his mask.

“No no no.. love I’m here.. im right here.. please..” He begged. Hobie was never one to feel scared but right at this moment he had never felt more fearful. His hands ghosted your cheeks which lost more and more colour each second.

“(Y/N), please.. just fucking respond.. just do anything.. please..” He cried. He held your body close to him as he cried. Hobie never cried, he never felt the need to. But this moment, god this moment was the most heartbreaking moment he had ever felt. Nothing around him mattered no more. The noise seemingly stopped as he sobbed into your lifeless body. All the destruction, the chaos, it seemed muted.. Just his cry’s rung out in his ears.

Hobie couldn’t handle your death, not at all. That moment was one that he couldn’t deal with. It haunted his thoughts all day and all night. The image you falling burned into his memory, constantly replaying. The absolute burden it left on him made him become bitter and hateful, but deep down, depressed. It plagued him. It hurt him so much he.. he gave up spiderman.

He threw his suit away, swearing he’d never take up that mantle again. If he couldn’t even save the one close to him how could he save anyone else? The thought of even wearing that suit again disgusted him. Hobie swore that he would never ever put on that suit again, as if he couldn’t save you, he couldn’t save anyone.

“Hobie you alright?” Miles questioned, snapping his fingers in front of his Hobie’s face.

“Stop that.” Gwen hissed. She swatted his hand away.

Hobie came back to his senses after that. He didn’t mean to get lost in memories.. memories he’d rather forget. Anytime someone brought up Hobie’s canon event he couldn’t bear to listen. His mind always brought him back to that wretched day.

“This is the present mate, we don’t need to live the past.” Was all he said. Miles stood dumbfounded, Hobie didn’t really answer his question. He just wanted to know what his canon event was. Everyone had one so why was he being so secretive?

Hobie shook his head and moved away, no longer wanting to be apart of the conversation. Miles furrowed his eyebrows at that.

“What was that for man?” He grumbled to himself. Gwen leaned over to whisper into his ear,

“You know Miles, his canon event was losing his partner. The only one dear to him. Just don’t bring it, it’s a really touchy subject…”

#atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman x reader #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #spider punk #spider punk x y/n #spider punk x you #spider punk x reader #hobie brown atsv #hobie brown angst

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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XOXO..

headcannons about dating hobie brown..

reader has no gender

• first of all, Hobie is definitely a sweetheart but like in his own way.

• in public he will seem so rough n tough but with you? He still has bits of that persona around but he’s more calm. It’s like you make him melt with your love for him.

• though he definitely loves showing you off in public. I can see putting his hand in the back pocket of his jeans wherever you guys go. He’s just so proud to call you his.

• actually calling you his is like the only time he will use labels. His reasoning? “It just fits.”

• if someone asks about you he can’t help but smile. Everyone notices him become more lively at the mention of your name. He’ll start talking more or just listening to every word being said.

• omg he would totally teach you how to play guitar. Have you sitting his lap as he guides your fingers to each and every string.

• and if you already know how to, he will totally rock out with you.

• would totally write a song about you. It wouldn’t even be subtle either he would probably name the song after you. “Aight, this one’s for my partner, literally named this song after ‘em.”

• makes sure you go to his concerts!! He tries to make sure you show up to as many as possible. Though if work or something else interferes, he will get someone to record the concert for you.

• imagine some old dingy cam corder hooked up to a laptop or something and his concert is playing on the screen. Absolute shite quality but it’s the thought that counts.

• totally steals buys you tacky gifts. He will go some where for like a tour or just some random gig and get you something from that place. Could be a cheesy magnet or some plush that reminded him of you.

• in conclusion, hobie is a lovesick fool and he sort of realizes it, just chooses to ignore it :)

#atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman x reader #hobie brown #hobie brown headcanons #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #spider punk #spider punk x reader #spider man: across the spider verse

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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MEET ME BACKSTAGE..

hobie brown

IN WHICH, hobie sneaks backstage at a concert to chat up the lead singer of the band..

reader has no gender

“Right, thank you once again for being a fabulous crowd, goodbye!”

The small crowd of about 500 people roared with cheers and whistles. You couldn’t help but grin as you and your band mates walked off stage. Your drummer, Chaka, was buzzing with excitement.

“That was sooo cool! I know it’s only like 500 people but you it’s still so cool! They were cheering and some were singing songs and yeah, you know all that stuff?” Chaka exclaimed. She was a bit daft but it was alright, everyone still loved her. Your bassist, Sam, wrapped their arm around Chaka’s shoulder and pulled her in for a side hug. The three of you walked down the hall to the small lounge. Chaka was excitedly chatting about some punk guy in the crowd.

“He was like really scary looking but I just know he’s super cool with his close friends. You know what I mean? Yeah you should. Anyways..”

Chaka blabbed on about this mysterious punk guy to Sam as you arrived to the “lounge.” It wasn’t truly a lounge just a few beat up sofas with a coffee table in the middle and tech equipment littered around. Though your band has never had a lounge to go to after a gig so this was like luxury. A group of 3 guys were sat on a couch. They were so obviously just looking to hook up with one of you guys. It made you roll your eyes, but Chaka seemed delighted that people had come back here to talk to her. Sam mouthed to you “I’ll be watching her tonight” before following her to the couch. You just sat on a different couch and flipped through the magazine left on the coffee table.

It had must’ve been at least 15 minutes since you’ve sat down. The guys seemed a bit bored as Chaka chatted about which lipgloss she should use whilst Sam tried to deny the advances of some other guy. You leaned further into the couch, like you wanted to sink into it. The urge to leave was strong but where would you go? All your equipment still needed to be packed up. Suddenly the couch dipped next to you, causing you to jump slightly.

“Didnt meant to scare ya love..” A sort of deep voice spoke. You looked over to see.. a punk guy? Wait.. was this the guy Chaka was talking about? He slung his arm behind the couch and gave a grin.

“Say that show was bloody fantastic hm? Got real talent, all of ya.” He kicked feet up onto the coffee table, the thud from his boots earning Chaka’s attention. She gasped (very loudly) and pointed to him. Hobie laughed at her surprise.

“He’s the one I told you about…!” She (not so quietly) whispered.

“Aren’t I charming?” He teased. Chaka giggled and gave you a thumbs up.

“Make a friend (Y/N)! It wouldn’t like, hurt. Not at all!” She grinned and turned back to the men, who were eyeing Hobie next to you. Sam eyed him too, their eyes narrowed with their eyebrows furrowed.

Silence filled the space between you.

“So.. do you want my autograph or something..?” You questioned.

“Not at all love. Wouldn’t mind it if ya offer. Just thought you looked lovely on stage.” He shrugged at his words.

“Top tier performance. Would’ve been throwing flowers at you if I had em.” You couldn’t help but laugh a bit, covering your mouth to muffle it. Hobie grinned at your reaction.

“Trying to chat me up and I don’t even know your name.” You teased, but you didn’t know if it actually came across that way. You weren’t too experienced at doing this type of him, Chaka was.

“I like your style doll, the names Hobie. Hobie Brown.” Hobie introduced. You were about to say your name but he waved his hand in a way to tell you to not speak.

“Already know it. Wouldn’t be a true fan if I didn’t eh?” He had a shit-eating grin on his face.

You couldn’t help but grin back.

“Well well, if your such a big fan you wouldn’t mind leaving this place with me? Those creepy guys aren’t working their charm on me.” You tilted your head over to the guys who were trying to get closer to Chaka and Sam. Hobie raised an eyebrow at you.

“Trusting a stranger so easily? Didn’t your mum teach you ‘stranger danger’”. He teased. You rolled your eyes playfully.

“If I end up dead it’s better than being here.” You acted a little grossed out by the guys, just for dramatic effect.

“Well then come on love, I’ll take ya to my gig now. You wouldn’t mind playing guitar again tonight would ya?”

part two?

#spiderman atsv #atsv #spiderman x reader #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #spider punk #spider punk x reader #hobie brown atsv #across the spiderverse

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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CLAWS AND PAWS..

miguel o’hara

IN WHICH, (Y/N) is curious to see if miguels claws are just like cats..

enough fluff to give you a headache, reader has no gender, no spoilers

short drabble that i thought was cute

“Miguel..”

You whispered. The two of you were cuddled up on the couch, a cheesy romance movie playing. Miguel responded with a small “hm?”

“Can I see your hand?”

Miguel turned to look at you with a confused expression, his eyebrows scrunched together, his nose wrinkled up slightly.

“Why?” Was all he asked. You reached for his hand but he moved it away.

“Why?” He repeated. You moved around so you try and grab it again but he moved it further away. You sighed, moving back into your original spot.

“I swear I’m not going to do anything weird Miggy, i promise. I just want to see it.” You pleaded playfully. Miguel sighed and let you take his hand. Both of your hands wrapped around his large singular one. You started to inspect it whilst he got lost in thought. Moments like these where you two were just lounging about, doing nothing, we’re his favourite. It brought him a sense of peace and he hadn’t really felt that since his daughter passed away all those years ago. It made a warm fuzzy feeling blossom in his chest. However, he was brought back to reality when you pressed his palm lightly. Miguel looked down at you.

“What are you doing?” He questioned. You pushed his palm harder this time, earning a “woah!” from you. He looked at his hand and saw his claws protruding from his fingertips. You stopped pressing him palm and they retracted back into his fingertips. You looked up at him with a big toothy grin.

“You’re just like a cat!” You teased. Miguel felt his cheeks heat up a bit. He mumbled a “all animals with claws do that..” but you just laughed.

“Miguel O’hara is a cat and he just doesn’t want to admit.” You kept teasing. He rolled his eyes, but you knew he wasn’t being serious.

“Say it louder why don’t you? Tell the whole neighbourhood..” Miguel grumbled. You knew he was just trying to keep his “mysterious, powerful leader” persona facade up so his words didn’t bother you. You just kept pressing the palm of his hand, over and over again, saying teasing remarks that caused Miguel to blush deeper and deeper..

#spiderman atsv #atsv #spiderman x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara x y/n #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara fluff

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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FRIGHTENED..

miguel o’hara

IN WHICH, miguel is having a hard time controlling his anger and if you do one thing wrong, he might just have a outburst..

really angry miguel, smashing plates, fighting, reader has no gender, no spoilers

(i feel as if my writing is really really shitty in this one so please ignore it 💀)

“Miguel..?”

Your voice rung out in the large and dark office space. The screens around Miguel’s desk were on indicating he was in there. You pushed the door open more, a plate of food in one hand and cutlery in the other.

“I’ve got you dinner again cariño..”

This time Miguel offered a grunt as he kept watching his screen intensely. ‘Of course..’ you thought. Miles Morales was on the monitor and he wasn’t doing anything special. But Miguel insisted on watching him like a hawk, ‘he is an anomaly mi amor, I’ve got to make sure he doesn’t do anything that could break the multiverse.’

You slid the plate you were carrying next to Miguel’s monitor. Other dishes were stacked off to the side, even a broken one swept up into the corner. It was a depressing sight to see.

“Miguel would you please take care of yourself..? I get your-“

“No you don’t get it.” Miguel interrupted you, his voice monotone but you could sense the anger in it. Was he seriously going to fight you on this? He hadn’t even been coming home lately, leaving you alone in your bed for the past week. It pained you to see Miguel prioritize watching a 15 year-old live life rather then spend time with his loved one.

“Leave.” He ordered. You furrowed your eyebrows.

“What?”

“Leave.” He ordered again, still not looking at you. You still made no attempt to move. What was Miguel trying to accomplish?

“LEAVE.” He shouted, standing up and slamming his hands on the table. You backed up at the sudden outburst. His large claws dug into the desk, deep holes burrowed into it now. You opened your mouth to speak but no words were able come out. Instead you shook your head no.

Miguel didn’t like that answer, not one bit. He grabbed the plate of food you brought him and threw it at the wall.

SMASH

Your eyes widened at his actions. Subconsciously, you took a step backwards. Miguel turned his head just enough so you could see his eyes. Burning, blood red eyes stared at you with fury blazing in them. It scared, no it frightened you. You backed up quickly, Miguel was obviously in no mood to talk to you. Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes. When Miguel saw the tears it was like something snapped inside of him, making him realize what he just did. His eyes widened and he looked over to where the smashed plate was.

“Oh no, no, no..

Mi alma, I.. I didn’t mean it. I..” He was lost for words as he finally turned to look at you. It shattered his heart seeing you scared, fear encasing you like a blanket. He took a step forward but you took one backwards.

“Miguel.. I’ll just leave o-okay?” Your voice broke, it sounded weary.

Miguel reached a hand out to you as you scurried out of the room. He watched you leave, he didn’t even bother to chase you. He saw the absolute fear in your eyes, the same eyes that held love and adoration for him. It shattered him. He didn’t mean to scare you.. he didn’t mean to have an outburst.

#atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderman x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x y/n #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o’hara angst

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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INKED..

hobie brown

IN WHICH, hobie tattoos you, right in the comfort of your own home..

needles, hobie being a tease, horrible british accent writing, gender neutral reader (sorry if the reader seems feminine) no spoilers

You gritted your teeth, hissing from the pain.

“Relax luv, will ya? It’ll be over soon hm?” Hobie gave you a cocky grin as he stopped tattooing for a second.

“Trust me you’ll look absolutely fit when it’s done.” His cold fingers travelled over your exposed upper stomach, just above the tattoo on your stomach. You however swatted his hand away.

“Are you saying I’m not attractive already?” You teased back. You wish you could’ve taken a picture of Hobies shocked face. He wasn’t expecting those words. Though he quickly regained his cool attitude.

“Never said that doll.. but trust me will ya? This tattoo will make ya more sexy.” He kissed your upper stomach, making you shift around a bit. He couldn’t help but chuckle at that.

You leaned back into the pillows that propped you up.

“Why did I ever let you choose where to tattoo me..” You groaned. The stomach area was definitely not a good idea, especially since it was your first tattoo. The searing pain that shot through you from it was horrible. Hobie moved himself so his head was near your shoulder. His cold hands dragged up your upper stomach again before he moved them onto your arm, doing the same thing.

“Well luv, it’s almost done. You’ll be fine alright? It’s already making you look so so fit.” He kissed your shoulder with a devilish grin. Hobie was such a damn tease, but you couldn’t help but admit you liked it. Hobie kisses your shoulder and moved back down to the tattoo.

“Right I’ll be tattooing again, okay?” He warned. You sighed and tried to sink further into the pillows behind you. Once again, the searing pain shot through your stomach and spreading to your spine. A grown escaped from your lips as you gripped the couch in pain. Hobie couldn’t help but laugh again. Though he did feel bad the pain that you were experiencing was because of him.

“There we go.. it’s pretty damn good isn’t it doll?”

Once the pain stopped wrecking havoc in you, you peered down at your stomach. It was stunning. The dark lines wrapped around your stomach, re-creating the design you wanted perfectly.

“Woah..” Was all you could say. Hobie moved back over to where your shoulder, putting his chin on it.

“I know, aren’t I just the best?”

You flicked his forehead. He laughed as kissed your cheek.

“Yeah sure Hobie, believe what you want.”

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown #Spider-Man #spiderman x reader #spiderman atsv #atsv #hobie brown atsv #hobie brown headcanons #hobie spiderverse #hobie my beloved #spider punk #spider punk x reader

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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ONE QUICK KISS..

hobie brown

IN WHICH, hobie decides to give you a quick kiss in front of Miguel, despite his strong disliking towards it

lots and lots of kissing, a mad Miguel, shitty British accent writing, gender neutral reader (female was in mind though), no spoilers

just a short blurb 4 today

Miguel was pissed.

But when wasn’t he?

Just like every other meeting, Miguel was complaining about how “sloppy of a job” the newest recruits had been doing. That included Hobie too. Miguel definitely thought Hobie was a troublemaker, deeply regretting even asking him to join. His annoyance with him only grew each and every day.

So there was all the newest recruits, only a handful were there but the only two you knew were Pavitar and Gwen. Well and of course your boyfriend Hobie. Hobie was so obviously bored, finding enjoyment in messing with your hair instead of listening to Miguel.

“Absolute fuckin’ snob I tell ya..” He mumbled under his breath. That caused you to laugh a bit, but it didn’t go unnoticed. Miguel eyed you two carefully. Hobie smirked back at him. A mischievous thought started to form in his mind..

“Hey (Y/N), look at me for a second won’t ya?”

You turned to look at him, yours eyes narrowed.

“What is so important you’ve got to be interrupting-“ before you could finish Hobie kissed you right on your lips. He pulled back with a devilish grin.

‘Oh no.’ Was all you could think. Hobie wasn’t big on PDA, but he knew when two were making out, Miguel hated it. Though you wouldn’t object to his idea. Hobie was a great kisser (and you also did love kissing him.)

“Just needed a quick kiss.” He whispered before kissing you again.

“And another quick one.” He grinned before cupping your face and kissing you again, with no objections from you. The two of you were making out in the corner, ignoring whatever Miguel was blabbing on about. That was until he spoke directly to both of you.

“ estúpido, idiota adolescente.. Hobie, (Y/N).” Miguel’s loud voice had definitely caught your attention as you sheepishly pulled away. Hobie held onto you, keeping you close as you got embarrassed with all eyes in the room on you two.

“Sorry boss man, cant help it when ya being such a cunt.”

Miguel pinched the bridge of his nose, murmuring swears under his breath. A couple of the other spiders in the room snickered and he was quick to shush them.

You nodded at his words but Hobie didn’t care. He pressed a small kiss to your cheek.

“Your such a tease Hobie, I knew Miguel would get pissed.” You murmured to him as he bowed his head down. He grinned at you, his stupid charming grin. You rolled your eyes.

“But you love this, don’t you.” He teased back.

#spiderman #spiderman atsv #atsv #atsv hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #hobie headcanons #hobie brown headcanons #spiderman x reader #spider punk

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myir0nlung · 10 months

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sleeping headcanons with spider-people

first post woohoo! reader has no gender, no spoilers

miles morales

Miles would have troubles sleeping, scared that a villain could break into his room at any second. He would also lay in his bed thinking. He would most definitely overthink about what happened during the day and what he could’ve said different, or what he found embarrassing. When sleeping with you he would be hesitant to touch you, not wanting to scare you or anything. Miles would definitely be touch starved so he wouldn’t like cuddle you or anything. Though the longer you two are together, the more willing he is to just wrap a loose arm around you.

hobie brown

Hobie is such a chaotic sleeper. His legs are sprawled out every where, blankets tangled around him. He is also a really heavy sleeper so waking him up is near impossible. When sleeping with him though he will just face you at first, but throughout the night he will slowly get closer. Soon enough you two will be in each others embrace. Your legs tangled together, his arm on your waist, and your head tucked into a nook between his neck and shoulder. Hobie has an iron grip too so if you want to get up to do something good luck, because he isn’t letting you go.

gwen stacy

I feel Gwen would be hesitant at first to even be in the same bed as you, it would be a bit awkward. After some time though she will get more comfortable with the idea. It would start off simple with just an arm slung across another but it would progress into a bit of a cuddle. Just holding each other lightly with an arm to keep each other semi-close. Gwen is a light sleeper so if you move around in your sleep a lot she definitely will be wide awake most of the time. She would also like to switch between big and little spoon, just depends on how she is feeling at the moment :)

miguel o’hara

Miguel is a heavy sleeper. He isn’t too much into cuddling so most of the time he will have your back to you, looking at the wall. Sometimes you think he is dead because he will just be laying in bed.. stiff as a board with no noise or anything. It does worry you a lot and you can even count how many times you’ve checked if he is still breathing.

#spiderman #spiderman atsv #miles morales x reader #miles morales #miles morales x y/n #Hobie Brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #gwen stacy #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy x y/n #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x y/n #headcannons

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