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l13 · 9 months

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spiderverse twt links part 2

WARNINGS : NSFW, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, f!reader, the links are literally p#rn, proceed at your own risk

CHARACTERS: miguel o'hara, peter b parker, hobie brown, the spot, spider noir, webslinger

miguel

♡ miguel playing with your pussy as he sucks on your tits- getting you ready to take his cock, like the good girl you are<3

♡ this is for that one anon that sent me a hc about miguel getting pissed af if he caught you using one of your toys- ((I SAW IT AND IT WAS AMAZING I'VE WROTE SMTH BUT IT'S BEEN ON MY DRAFTS FOR LIKE A WEEK i can't seem to like it no matter how much i edit it but have this<333)) Miguel who then proceeds to snatch the toy from your grasp, muttering how you can't even come even with that. "S good right? Better than me?" "Noo, never- never better than you- oh please baby-" "That's fucking right."

bonus

♡ miguel punishing you when you arrive home after you talking shit all day- purposefully disagreeing on anything he says- even in mission briefs. makes sure to fuck you stupid just to remind you not to pull that shit again<3 "Acting like such a fucking bitch all day- fuck. Just needed my cock that bad, huh? Say it,"

peter

♡ peter whimpering pathetically once he starts cumming- moaning when you don't stop jerking his cock, and he's thrashing around, hips never stopping their little jumps as he whines prettily "I can't anymore- h please ffuckkkk, I ca-aan't," voice cracking as he sobs for you

♡ pussydrunk!peter that starts fucking you like an absolute madman, literally not able to stop thrusting inside of you even after he's cum two times already, his eyes are hazy, can barely focus on anything but he still grabs you by the hair to pull you against him almost harshly, panting hard as he somehow keeps fucking his cock back inside your drenched pussy

♡ peter laying flush against your back, humping you, thrusting his cock inside you till he's crying with you- whimpering and moaning from the way your pretty pussy feels around his cock

hobie

♡ hobie definitely wakes you up in the middle of the night if he can't sleep- pulls your panties to the side and makes you ride him, watching with a hand behind his head as you bounce your ass on his cock- thrusting his hips up to meet the rolls of your hips as he sighs, "Fuck- think I'll be wakin' you up every God damn night, baby.." "Yeah do it- fuckin' make me cum-"

♡ hobie losing his FUCKING mind when he sees you hold your folds open for him- giving him the perfect view of his cock entering your pussy again and again-

♡ no bccc. NO BECAUSEEEEEEE. tell me why he'd do this. he'd def dry hump you till you're both moaning against each other's mouths before he'd fuck you, refusing to remove his underwear from before- saying he likes looking at them all stained with your juices as you bounce up and down his cock<3

spider noir

♡ tw!!!somno noir loving seeing you wear tights/stockings, and absolutely loses his mind when he sees you laying like that on the couch- skirt bundled up on the floor, you'd probably taken it off right before laying down, and fuck- it's so fucked up that he's doing this but he can't help himself as he takes his cock out, slapping it against your ass two-three times before he starts jerking it, slowly, "So pretty for me honey.. 'nd you don't even know it," "Fuck- sorry- I'm sorry- I can't stop, can't fuckin' stop-"

♡ noir letting you control the pace for once as he leans back, supporting his weight with his palms on the mattress as you bounce your ass on his cock vigorously- and he's grunting, muttering praises, until he gets greedy and grabs you by the hips to thrust inside you with a new-found passion, "Did so well for me, such a good girl- unh-" "I'll fuck you so well, don't you worry-" "Won't be able to fuckin' walk tomorrow, honey."

♡ feel like noir would be used to more 'old fashioned' shit so when he met you, he'd become 10x times more freaky- that includes cumming on your face 🤭 he'd be reluctant at first- "Why waste it? You're tellin' me you don't want it in your pussy, hm?" but then he actually does it one time and becomes OBSESSED, "God fucking- I'm gonna cum-" "Where d'you want it sweetie," "Yeah? Ffuck yes- gonna paint your pretty face with my cum-"

the spot

♡ we've established that spot is a certified pussy eater, even without a mouth he'd find a fucking way- he'd just push your cunt into his face hole, and lap at your pussy greedily- moaning as he did so

♡ tw!! pegging jonathon? OH MY GODDDDDDDD and he's moaning so good for you too<3

♡ spot unable to stop pushing his hips back into your hand as you finger one of his holes- the feeling bringing tears into his eyes as he cries out for you<33

♡ him nearly YELLING when he comes inside you- moaning loudly as he pumps you full of his cum<3

webslinger

♡ tw!! breeding kink "Legs up f'me darlin'.... just like that," thrusts into you relentlessly, head thrown back as he literally cannot handle how good your pussy feels around his cock, and he grunts as he pulls out, jerking his cock, his hand shaking, "Can't cum inside you huh, pretty? Can't get you pregnant- not yet-"

♡ him finally slipping and coming inside you- moaning with his eyes rolled back as he feels your cunt sucking him in- "Ah shit- m sorry darlin' I couldn't hold m'self back.."

♡ him pounding you from the back and then suddenly deciding that he wants to watch you ride him instead- (save a horse, ride a cowboy), absolutely looooves watching your face contort in pleasure, your tits bouncing as you guide yourself up and down his cock<3

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solitude4chiron · 9 months

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Hobie Headcannons cs some of y’all be treating this man like he’s some white goth nga that’s never had black experiences 😭😭 these are js off the top of my head so don’t tweak out… JUH VIBE

He’s most likely Jamaican/British or African/British because he’s from the UK

He has had multiple people try to force him into playing basketball at least once because he’s 6’5

“Man, so you telling me you ain’t never tried going D1?”

“Never even played.”

“NIGGA WHAT?”

Has gotten his hand popped multiple times from touching his hair while getting it done

“How many do you have left?”

“Boy move that damn hand.”

Gives horrible advice then says “but I don’t kno, thats just me”

“She cheated on me bru. Like cheated. Called me ON FACETIME while they was hunchin.”

“Me personally I would find the guy and start a gas leak in their house while his family is sleeping. But ion kno, that’s just me tho.”

Played soccer as a kid with a makeshift paper soccer ball

Was one of those kids who were forced to finish their plate before leaving the dinner table so he would sit at the table till the next day playing with his food

Illegally listens to and downloads most of the music he likes

“Wanna do a Spotify blend?”

“Y’all use that shi?”

“who df are you bro…”

Will side eye you till you burst out laughing if you both see something crazy in public

Sung chi-chi man religiously as a child before he knew what the song meant (iykyk)

Takes pictures of white people with braids or locs

Hobie: Attachment: 1

disgusting creatures…

Hangs trash bags on his doorknobs around the house

Had entire debates as a child with older people at the cookout on why he should be able to eat ribs instead of hotdogs

“These steaks for the adults, go grab a lil hotdog and a juice.”

“But why? Can’t we both eat and enjoy the same things without you having to dehumanize me and view me only as a child without preferences for food?”

“Boy go get that fuckin hotdog and caprisun get out my face.”

Had his hairline pushed back astronomically far when he was little (Nigerian boy canon event)

On the other hand he probably never had his hair cut as a kid and started free-forming when he was young (I’m conflicted between both)

Constantly had a smart mouth as a kid (he still does), like CONSTANTLY. Once he got his lips snatched and balled into a fist

Would steal, get caught and say is “it cause I’m black?”

“Yo, were you stealing back there?”

“Why bruv? Cause I’m black?”

“Nevermind.”

Touches hot ass food with his bare hands. Like he will flip pancakes with his hands.

Can literally sleep anywhere.. like anywhere. People in his band have pictures of him hunched over on sinks, sleeping on bathroom floors, in bathtubs with the curtains wrapped around him, on the bus. Anywhere you can think of.

He doesn’t spend much money on birthday gifts or gifts in general. He likes to make things by hand even if he has to spend a few weeks

After his shows he loves to meet people in the crowd, even if they freak out. He isn’t really for the idolizing so he doesn’t know how to express his emotions too much on that.

“OH MY GOD HOBIE!?!”

“i aint think i was that special but thanks luv”

• His jacket makes HELLA noise and he doesn’t realize it. Just like if he had beads in his hair.

“imma get bro good this time..”

“Hobie don’t even try to scare me, i hear that big ass jacket thumpin down the hallway.”

• The first time he kissed a girl with lip piercings like his, they got caught on each other. They sat there for almost half and hour trying to untangle each other without hurting each other.

• He’s definitely been called a few different celebrities before, none really looked like him.

“Are you playboi carti?!”

“Bruv.”

over.

“Your that rockstar dude lancey right?”

“bru…”

and over.

“you Opium?”

“I’m starting to feel this is lowkey sterotypical…”

and over again.

• When he’s in the pit at concerts he looks out for the younger people towards the front to make sure they don’t get thrashed around too hard.

“you good young’n?”

“I CANT FEEL MY FACE”

“that’s cool too”

• He only really steals from big corporations, not small family owned places. Just out of respect. Even when they say he can take things for free he still pays, maybe a few dollars over budget.

• He loves collecting trinkets and little things he finds on the streets or backstage. He has multiple spoons, buttons and scrap fabrics laying around

• When he first learned about capitalism he realized it everywhere, like EVERYWHERE. That boy was pissed.

• He loves girls who can beat him tf up, like whoop his ass. Or girls who will cuss him tf out. Sometimes you both will be arguing and he’ll just sit back and let you go off on him.

anyways yawl that’s it lmk if I should drop some more this was fun asl to make 😛

#hobie brown #atsv hobie #hobie spiderverse #hobie my beloved #hobie headcanons #headcanon #hobie x reader #spiderpunk x reader #spider punk #spiderman atsv #hobart brown #hobie brown x reader

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angelyuji · 10 months

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yandere headcanons :0

across the spiderverse characters: peter b parker, miles, gwen, miguel, hobie, pavitr

warnings: the usual yandere stuff (kidnapping, manipulation, stalking)

(imagine miles, gwen, pavitr like college age) (gender neutral reader)

peter b

literally so in love with you

he’s not the type to sit and stalk you from a far, but he’s also not straight up kidnapping you

he’ll watch you, find out your interests, find your social media, everything he needs to figure out how to be your perfect lover <3

he becomes your friend and integrates himself into your life

if you like him, he has no reason to separate you from your family or friends becuz he’s the perfect boyfriend. no one has anything negative to say abt him

if you don’t… he’ll do anything to make you like him.

convince you your whole family is evil and he’s the only one really looking out for you

he’s awkward and sweet and kind and so funny and it’s hard not to believe him

wants the American dream life: white picket fence, house in the suburbs, marriage, kids

that’s his dream for the both of you and he doesn’t really care if you don’t have the same dream

“you’re my dream, (y/n). everything i do, it’s always been for you.”

miles (aged up!)

miles is similar to peter b but like also not

very stalker but like without knowing, he’d pass your place over and over during his patrols around the city without realizing

he’d never kidnap you or do anything reallyyy morally wrong

howeverrr he’s absolutely in love with you, so like small little things

stalking, stealing small things from you, finding out the shampoos or different things you use or eat.

he feels closer to you, knowing he knows you better than anyone else.

after a long time, he’ll work up the courage to talk to you (“accidently” bumping into you at a coffee shop or a place you visit frequently) miles (albeit awkward) is a charmer, so you’re instantly smitten.

plus! he loves all the things you do, so you’re a match made in heaven :)

“hey, (y/n)! we meet again!”

gwen (aged up!)

gwen doesn’t try to interact with you much

she’s definitely afraid of putting you in danger or losing you just because you got close

she’ll watch over you and protect you from danger tbh like

for example, sayyy someone was harassing you at work and/or school, you’d probably successfully get that off your ass or at least they leave you alone for the day, butttt gwen would not feel satisfied.

gwen would find where they live and absolutely beat the living shit out of them

seeing someone bother you makes her vision go red like

basically your guardian angel

she would never bother you really just protecting you from afar

you’ll never notice tbh

unless some big bad guy found out that ghost-spider has been following around a random civilian…

well then, she’ll have to keep you safe

she’ll keep you safe in her apartment, whether you want to be there or not.

“every single thing i do, i do it to keep you safe.”

miguel (won’t be writing in spanish cause i don’t know spanish srry guys) (but he def calls you cute nicknames in spanish)

HEHHEHEHEE (my bad im just literally in love)

gwen but like 10000000 times more intense

the moment he lays eyes on you, babes you’re FUCKED

he’s snatching you up

however! the first thing he’ll check is if you’re super important to the “safety” of the timeline

no offense but ur not at all important saurrr FREE GAMEE

he’s definitely kidnapping you and keeping you hostage at HQ

he doesn’t bother with the whole stalking thing or becoming friends or anything like that

he doesn’t care if you don’t want to come with him, your opinions do not matter to him at all

he believes that he’s your protector, that everything that he’s doing is for your own good

you don’t know what’s best for yourself, only miguel knows what’s best for you (at least that’s what he thinks)

his only goal is to keep you with him, he wants a family and he believes that with you… he can achieve his dreams

if you’re a part of the Spider Society, Miguel can’t really do anything to you without other people noticing or disrupting the timeline

but yk… it’s better to be a rando from whatever universe to have miguel’s attention (but that’s just my opinion i suppose)

“you are mine. you will never leave me.”

hobie (will not be writing his british accent sorry im bad at accents)

i love him he’s so funny

you’ve been friends for a long time, he was in a band with you before he quit

he doesn’t really stay in one place for long

he’s a lot like a mix of gwen and miles

he believes keeping you safe is by staying close to you, but he also watches over you when you’re alone

he falls for you because of how positive you are, you never talk badly about anyone, but you’re always down to do anything.

you always join him for every protest, at his every show

he flirts with you constantly, loving how you blush away at the attention

constantly giving you attention and love, but a little manipulative about it at the same time

he never wants to kidnap you or keep you hostage, it’s against everything he stands for

he knows that if you didn’t like him, you’d never be by his side

so he believes that keeping you free is what keeps you near him

“we’re free birds, (y/n). with you by my side, we’re unstoppable.”

pavitr (aged up!) (this is gonna be very non-yandere tbh) (ILOVEHIM)

my little cutie pie i love him

i can’t really imagine being a yandere type character but he would be similar in miles and hobie

no kidnapping or stealing tho

slight stalking, just watching over you all the time, making sure you’re safe

he’s my little cutie pie moroenfakds

he’s flirty and funny

you’d be classmates when you meet him

you’d click very quickly tbh he’s just so easy to get along with

he’s absolutely terrified of your parents, very respectful tho so your parents love him

very passionate about how much he likes you, would quite literally shout it from the rooftops (and he does every day)

ugh i love him

"you're my world, (y/n). i love you so much."

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badchoicesworld · 9 months

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heard you were desperate for requests!

im oriented aroace and i'd LOVE to see a hobie x spider!reader where they're not dating or putting labels on it, they're just in a mutually loving and supportive symbiosis. everyone in the spiderverse keeps trying to figure out if they're in a relationship or not and are incredibly confused that hobie will straight up kiss the reader's neck and they'll give him massages at work but they refuse to say they're a couple

where you and hobie have the most loving connection, but don’t label it

hobie brown x gn!reader

u just like me fr i miss when u could platonically kiss people, was that just me ?

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x gn!reader

requests: OPEN

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so you two have a completely unlabelled dynamic that benefits the both of you w the untethered love you can just casually give out without really giving a second thought

there might be something romantic, there might not be- you’re not naming it anything at all

it’s completely natural for the two of you to hold hands, kiss, comfort each other and generally just be there whenever the two of you need it

you’re not afraid of PDA, especially if hobie’s involved. you physically cannot shy away from PDA, the man simply won’t allow it

naturally, speculation will start over your guys’ relationship and the exact details

are you dating ? is it something less or more ? is this a prank ?

but those questions remain unanswered

hobie will either shrug or say something along the lines of “we’re just there for each other,” or if he’s feeling a bit snarky he’s like “wouldn’t you like to know” but that fucker knows what you’ve got going on don’t got a label at all, just the way he likes it

again, you two will straight up refuse to confirm or deny questions about your relationship- it’s no one’s business but yours and you both are completely comfortable remaining unlabelled but loving as fuck

cause why do we even need to label that at all ? stop limiting love u fucks

hobie views it as people tryna dictate your relationship sometimes and he doesn’t give it the time of day

actual benefits of this dynamic ? spontaneous affection whenever you need it, words of affirmation.. hobie’s capable of being real loving i think

almost always has an arm around you, especially around spider society

within HQ there’s always an arm around your shoulder or maybe you guys hold hands, he likes to playfully tug you along with him randomly while you hold hands

like you could literally just be following a group together and for some reason he’s pulling at your hand as if you’re walking the wrong way, y’know he’s smiling too while he does it

you two are probably way too comfortable around HQ, too

especially since you guys don’t really label your relationship as anything, so you don’t see why you should hide certain actions if they’re not inherently romantic, y’know ?

spider-people can literally find hobie chilling in ur lap whenever in headquarters while he fixes his makeup or you fix it for him

you can swear on ur life it’s just a more practical way to do it, or that you’re just lending a hand

dozens of spider-people are so sure you’re dating, it’s split evenly down the middle

the other half think ur gross and need to get a room

there’s probably one or two hobie x you fanatics out there (pav, it’s pav. probably peter b too, loves young love)

you guys don’t help your case when you get back from missions and hobie’s massaging your hands from swinging all day- if you’ve got organic webs he’s working away the kinks in your wrists too

hopefully he’s wearing a mask to hide that concentrated, idle look he’s wearing that’s somehow charming

the speculators are even further convinced when you’re eating one of those miguel burgers in the cafeteria and hobie appears from literally nowhere, bends down to kiss you on the side of your neck while he snatches some of your food and then walks off

daylight robbery

now everyone at the table is perplexed, including you when you realise he just stole ur fucking chips

in meetings you two are fucking insufferable i just know it

if you’re more sensible, you can probably distract hobie by letting him draw on your hands during the meeting

if not, you two always sit together and are so bothersome (ily)

plz stop snickering in the back miguel cant take this stress in his old age

naps around spider-society are top tier

make like a web hammock suspended from anything and you two are sharing it, out like a light

hobie loves it cause he’s simultaneously shitting on the establishment while he gets to bask in the comfort you two share

probably a community game about the locations people have found you guys slacking

loves it when he can come back from a mission and kiss you casually before telling you all about it, pulling you away from everyone else with an arm around your neck

you are not spared from his typical hobie-ness however, still preaches anarchism to you on the daily while saying the most outrageous punk statements like you guys don’t share a bed every other day

he just incorporated compliments into it somehow to be supportive

“you’d make a great anarchist” thanks man

miguel will claim you guys cause a hostile work environment and all hobie’s gotta say is “i don’t believe in hostile work environments” before walking off w you to go set a miguel burger on fire or smthn

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if hobie drew on me i’m getting that shit tattooed i’m just sayin

#across the spiderverse #headcanon #spider man: across the spider verse #hobie brown #atsv hobie #imagine #oneshot #ask #gender netural #gender neutral reader #gn reader #hobie x y/n #hobie x reader #hobie x gn!reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x gn!reader #spider punk

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pigcowboys · 9 months

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dating hcs !

summary: how do the atsv characters act w/ their s/o?

genre: headcanons

characters featured: miles morales, gwen stacy, hobie brown & pavitr prabhakar

warning(s): kissing, swearing, mostly none, though!

⋆·˚. . .miles morales

i can imagine miles running late for class on account of some random villain that was attempting to snatch another purse when he ran into you in the hallway.

he's obv like shook because wtf he just knocked someone over?? he's pleasantly surprised to find out you're not mad at him and that you've actually seen him around?

now he's very surprised.

you two clicked from that point on. afterwards, you were always around each other.

he trusted you with his whole heart and you trusted him as well.

miles is genuinely so smitten with you, it's adorable.

everyone who knows him also knows you. whether they'd like to or not.

i imagine him finding out about his feelings most likely happened when he was rambling to you one day about whatever crossed his mind that week. he's ranting and he just looks over at you and actually freezes.

you two are like cuddled up in his bed and your head is like rested on his shoulder as you drfit in and out of sleep.

yeah... he realizes his feelings real quick.

actually so scared by the fact he likes you.

he knows he likes you, a lot. the problem is, do you like him back? and if you don't, what would happen to your friendship?

he brings his troubles to his mother, taking her advice to just be honest with you. so, he does.

he invites you to your favorite spot in new york, offering you you a goodie bag filled with tons of things he knows you likes before then confessing to you.

"so, the reason i invited you out here is actually important."

"I like you, a lot."

heart basically STOPS when you say you like him too, a small smile decorating his face. he's overjoyed!!

after the initial awkwardness in the start of your relationship miles earns his title as the best boyfriend ever.

he's super caring and so sweet!!

calls you every single day just because he loves hearing your voice SO much

his sketchbook is literally littered with drawing of you that are extremely detailed.

he practically doodles you every chance he gets.

died the first time you caught him sketching you. you were chill about but he was super embarrassed regardless.

overall just a super sweet relationship, miles is not very experienced.

⋆·˚. . .gwen stacy

the most awkward one on this list.

gwen has noticed you around the city all the time but never had any confidence to go up and talk to you at all.

literally just stares at you and your friends and hopes you'll notice her and come over to talk.

she accidentally stumbled into you when she went to her favorite coffee shop, turns out you worked there.

shit.

she pretty much visits that shop every other day from that day on and the one instance she does talk to you formerly is only a result of peter dragging her over to you. she stumbles over her words a lot but reluctantly is able to invite you to her band's concert.

so giddy when you agree to show up.

needless to say she spent way too much time practicing on the drums that week, much to her father's avail.

when the night of the concert comes she's trying her best to be better than she normally is, sneaking glances at your facial expressions in the crowd.

it eased her to see you were extremely invested in every part of the song, wonder in your eyes as you stared up at her on the drums.

you two become good friends from there and you even helped her work through her trauma with peter's death.

it takes MONTHS for the two of you to confess and even when it actually happens, gwen isn't the one to do so. you beat her to the punch, confessing that you were starting to really like her.

she was so surprised by the confession she lost her train of thought, causing you to panic slightly from her complete silence.

she's even more embarrassed by the fact she just shut down.

she admits to liking you too and you two started dating!

SUPERR protective of you.

she already lost someone dear to her -- she's not going to let it happen again.

she's also a very sweet girlfriend.

i feel like if you're the artistic type she'd ask you if you could draw her. when you do, she keeps the drawing forever, hanging it up in her room and telling everyone who didn't want to hear about the fact that you her s/o had drawn this for her!!

kind of nervous but all around a very good girlfriend.

⋆·˚. . .hobie brown

this fucking guy.

he originally got introduced to you when he invited to join the spider society.

you stood out to him for some reason. he wasn't even sure why.

all he knew was that he couldn't stop himself from looking everywhere for you whenever he had free time. attempting to learn more about you.

you rejected his advances most of the time, shutting him down with a "maybe later" or "haha, keep dreaming, hobie."

that didn't discourage him, though.

he decided on inviting you out with him one night for a few drinks with his friends and the alcohol really allowed you to loosen up a bit.

he got to know a lot about you and it sadly only made him want you even more.

you two become good friends over the course of a few months.

you poured your heart out to him and he confided in you as well. the two of you were basically dating, despite it not being declared.

when hobie did confess his feelings to you, it was in the most surprising way ever. he was spending the night at your place and you two were cooking together.

well, he couldn't cook. you were teaching him how to.

music was playing in the background as you two chatted and jokes about random things that happened that week. it was nice.

so nice that hobie felt the need to confess to you more than ever.

you were on the couch, watching a movie together when hobie paused the tv and turned to you with a genuine smile. you looked back at him in confusion, an amused look painting your face as you mumbled out a small "what?"

hobie leaned in, planting a kiss on your cheek before saying "i'm crazy about you, you know that?"

yeah..... he's so unpredictable.

you two start going steady after that, finally.

despite already being in a relationship with you, he still feels the need to flirt with you like he was trying to pick you up at a bar.

in fact, he tested your limits every single day. especially due to the fact that he didn't have a single care for any onlookers who were witness to your dynamic.

he's super cheeky but sweet either way.

he has def wrote a song about you at some point. though, he'd never play it for you or even show you the lyrics. that's something only for himself to have.

tries to act chill about the relationship but he's genuinely just so soft for you.

would rebel against any and everything if you so much as made a small comment about not being the biggest fan of it.

vv caring boyfriend!!

he makes you go to every single one of his shows and swears it's because you're his "luck charm"

good god.

⋆·˚. . .pavitr prabhakar

where do i start with this guy.

he was originally assigned to tutor you in math due to your dropping grades. you were embarrassed by the fact you needed a tutor but he reassured you anyways.

you weren't a very talkative person whenever you two did work together which only led him to be more interested in you.

he told himself the only reason you were crossing his mind was because he was gravely concerned about your math final, but, it wasn't true at all.

the truth? he had actually taken a liken to you.

you were smart, witty and extremely kind. how could he not??

at the end of your usual session, he'd chased after you, sputtering out something about a gas station nearby with good slushies as he hoped you just agree to go.

to his surprise, you did!

pavitr made it his mission to make sure you had maximum fun capable with him. he needed you to know how fun he could be, just so you'd at least reconsider hanging out with him again.

thankfully the plan works and the two of you begin to hang out regularly after every study session.

funnily enough, you two only got together because of his spidey duties.

he was watching you intently from a building to make sure you were getting home safely, texting you at the same time when you're approached by a couple of not-so friendly looking men.

they're grappling you and attempting to shake you down for money when pav springs into action, sweeping the floor with them with ease.

he consoles you on the attack, a bit too much. a relieved sigh leaving him when you confirm that you're okay. he just about to leave when you stop him, calling out a small "Spider-man?" that instantly catches his attention.

he turns to you with a confused expression, stiffening when you moved closer to him.

your hand rested against his chest as you angled your head up, inching his mask up.

he rested his hands on yours, mumbling out a "Wait." that fell on deaf ears as you pulled the mask up further, leaving it bunched up just above the start of his nose.

you analyzed his face silently and pav felt nervous under your analytical gaze.

he almost outwardly screamed when you inched closer to his face, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

he literally froze. does he do something? should he touch you somewhere? is appropriate for him to do that??

you broke the kiss, pulling back with a small smile on your face. and while pav was dazed and happy you'd kissed him, the reality that he was spider-man right now sank in.

did you like spider-man but not him?

his thoughts were cut short when you cleared your throat.

"i like you, pavitr." you paused. "and i know it's you under there."

oh shit. you didn't like spider-man, you liked..him?!

his mouth hung open as he processed what you said, his ears growing hot when it finally clicked.

he dejectedly pulled off the rest of the mask, a smile gracing his lips as he confessed you liked you as well.

when you two start dating, pav feels like he's on cloud 9.

HES SUCH A GENTLEMEN.

opens doors for you and holds your hand whenever you two go out together.

he's also super patient with you too.

he's a bit more experienced than miles and gwen but is still nervous around you regardless.

use to say thank you after you kissed him during the first few months of you dating for no reason. you had to ask him to stop doing that because it was ruining the romantic moment.

listens to every single thing you say and actively defends you no matter what. even if you're wrong.

feel like he's def gave you a tour of mumbattan via web slinging.

secretly loves the way your arms are wrapped around him. it makes his heart flutter inside his chest. though, his face would grow hot if he ever had to say it to you.

he loves you so much it's overwhelming.

a/n: woo!!! this is my first atsv fic, i hope you like it :)

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chaoticsomeone · 10 months

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Heartrender!Reader x The Spiderverse Characters

Headcanon

(Im new a writing so i'm giving this a shot)

| Heartrenders have the ability to manipulate the body. They can snatch the air from your lungs, slow your pulse until you fall into a coma, or even literally crush your heart—all from a distance |

Seeing/when told that you put a villain into a coma

Miles, Miles 42, Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr, Miguel, Jessica, Lyla?

Miles Morales

Doesn't know whether or not he should be afraid or amazed. (Hes more amazed than afraid)

Immediately asks alot of questions

"So can you actually just murder someone in a second?"

"Can you hear/feel people's heartbeats?"

You told him yes to both of that questions and he just goes "That's amazing. How did you get your powers. I mean we spiderpeople get bit by spiders but what about you?"

"I'm born with it" you said smiling

More wows

He continues asking about it again but now 'scientifically'

(Miles x Gwen) Asks you if you can find out whether or not gwen likes him

(Romantic you x him) Asking you out buy bringing you to a science museum

(Platonic) He got tickets to a science museum for you and the crew

You showed him and the others that you can manipulate a heart on display to move

(Romantic) melts and heart speeding everytime you impress him even though he knows you can sense it

Miles Morales (Earth-42)

(Romantically) Fell in love with you the moment you walked into his dimension with the spidercrew even though he doesnt know anything about you

Think its cool that you're a heartrender

Asks you to slow down the other miles's pulse

He tells you he ships the other Miles and Gwen

Asks you to make them both blush and get a higher heart rate near each other

You both laugh together

Thinks you're the coolest person he has met when Hobie tells him how you put someone into a coma so easily

Asks you 2-3 questions but thats it

Will actually ask you politely to come with him on one patrol to help him put his enemies into a coma for a few months so he could take a leave and break

Gwen Stacy

First time you told her she asks you to knockout a villain just for jokes

When you actually did she was shocked and a little bit afraid

When you told her you 'accidentally' put them into a coma she was like "Wow"

(If platonic)Secretly annoyed that Jess didn't adopt her too because she wants to be your sister

(Romantic) Has a crush on you but is wary so that you dont detect her heart rate

Shes just listening closely to miles basically interviewing you

At one point asking you to help her at a science fair when shes teaming up with Miles to perform a trick on people

The trick being making them pass out for a second then bringing them back

Hobie Brown (Im sorry idk much abt him)

Says smth along the lines of "cool, try doing it to Pav and bring him back out of it"

After this he asks you to come to his universe to give the people he dislikes a heart attack.

A painful one

Proud of the science fair you and Miles did

Pavitr Prabhakar

Same reaction as Miles

Continues asking stuff with miles

Like "So you can actually know if someone has a crush on you?"

Becomes happy when you say yes

Asks you to come with him to meet Gayatri

At the end of the three of you meeting he asks you if you felt Gayatri or his heart beating up

Blushes and becomes giddy when you tell him both of them has a high heart rate near eachother

(Platonic)Eventually becomes best friends in crime and inseperable

(Romantic) both him and Gayatri became close with you and asks you to date them(?)

Miguel O'hara

Wary of you

Asks Lyla to watch over you during missions

Keeps a close eye of you to make sure you don't distrupt Cannon because you aren't a spiderman

When Jess recruited you he wasn't happy

Gave you a long speech when he learned that you put someone into a coma

Told you about dont do that or that or this when it is this that just to make sure you dont disturb cannon

Warms up to you eventually

Keeps you close to help him calm down sometimes

Jessica Drew

Recruited you even though you aren't a spider

Trained you to do combat outside of your powers

Genuinely adopts you

Looks out for you

Defends you against Miguel any day

You helped her name her daughter

You always is there to help her with her pregnancy by checking on the baby's heartbeat and all

If she has a health issue you are always the first she calls (everyone too tbh)

"That's my girl" when you put that one villain you and the others were fighting into a coma.

Lyla

Watches over you every second of everytime because of two things

Miguel or

Just pure curiosity of your powe4s

Reports back to miguel in an instant when you put the villain into a coma

Writes/keeps track of everything she knows about heartrenders

Interviews you with Miguel and Jessica every now and then to aks if you found or learnt anything new about heartrending

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weebsinstash · 10 months

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Every day I get closer to writing the "You vs YouTwo trying to steal your identity in the Spider Society" fic (which, the fic even has a name as I slowly build it, I'm calling it Imposter Syndrome because, you know, 1 Reader is starting to get depressed and feel unneeded even before YouTwo comes along and 2. Well. It's self explanatory)

But anyways I keep thinking of all of these dramatic interactions and scenes (shit I was listening to John Mulaney stand up just to write dialogue for Peter Porker, for funsies) where, thinking of either Reader being kicked out of the Spider Society and such, and them having to literally hunt you down and search for you, but. What if YOU came to them?

It's been like 3 months since you "died" after the Society mistaking you for your double and removing the dimensional watch that kept you tethered down, and there's a palpable air of depression. Spiders go to the training room you used to teach your classes in and leave flowers and mementos and share stories of their times spent with you. Maybe they even do something fucking dramatic like set up a memorial, like a plaque with your name and photo or something, but, something to help remind them to be wary of who they bring into the Society and appreciate the ones they have and so on so forth, and also like I imagine there were Spiders who were so attached to you that this entire incident makes them leave the Socety for good (like maybe Hobie equates the way you were exiled to fascist tyranny and hates Miguel more than he already does for letting it/helping it happen, for example)

But, anyways, months later, but not too terribly long for them to stsrt to forget about you, just enough time for the guilt and depression and the longing to marinate, and some Spiders are hanging out in the food court, Peter B and Jess and some of the others managing to drag Miguel out of his lab to eat and be around other people because he's just been holing up by himself almost 24/7 since you "left". Dude's a fucking mess, man, you can literally just look at him and see the dark circles under his eyes, the unwashed hair, the body odor because he fucking lives in that suit, and half the cafeteria is wondering if he's about to start crying into his stupid silly ass Miguel burger and

*FWOMP*

Some loud ass undescribable noise as the fabric of the universe suddenly shifts and, you glitch right back in and slam down on the floor besides their table. The entire room freezes as they literally had no idea you were still alive as you scramble to your feet, the first thing you notice being the food as you DIVE for Miguel's burger, snatching it right off his plate and beginning to absolutely devour it like literally gobbling that shit as the man amd everyone else is AGHAST. You've lost a significant amount of weight (like, an unhealthy amount for the time that has passed) and you're covered in bruises and scratches with tears and holes all over your suit. Your hair has knots and tangles and your Spidey suit is beyond dirty with a raggedy jacket and a tattered backpack on your body. You've just been constantly bouncing in and out of different dimensions, ricocheting all over the place this entire time, which made it hard for you to eat, sleep, bathe, do just about anything normally. One minute you're trying to swipe some food from a market because you have no money, the next you're glitching again and you're lost in an apocalyptic wasteland, or a thick jungle, or even places where shapes and colors don't operate the same as we can even comprehend it

You're constantly dropping the food because your hands keep glitching but you're clearly obviously starving, and Pavitr hands you his chai to help wash everything down, but you still pick up several beverages on the table and absolutely chug them as your friends are just stunned into silence, still in shock, quickly morphing into all kinds of different emotions. Joy you're still alive, horror and pity for your current state, guilt and anguish that all of them did this to you. Jesus, have you even been able to drink water? Like if you didn't have Spider powers you probably would have died by now and it's easy to see you're weak on your feet

And from here I see two options and I'll go with the less exciting one first:

Reader is so fucking hungry and malnourished and weak that after the Spiders make room for you to sit at their table and eat their food, you being just genuinely so fucking worn down from constantly not being able to eat and sleep properly, that you basically show up, eat the entire table's worth of food, and all but fall into a food coma right then and there because this is like the first time youve been able to sit and mildly relax for WEEKS, like here comes Spider Plushie for the save like he's trying to slide across home base, loyally stopping in front of you and directly under your head as you just kind of, slump forward, the little guy making the perfect pillow as he keeps your forehead from smacking against the table, and you're just, like O U T out as Miguel cradles you in his arms because, oh my god he thought you were gone forever, and he won't let anyone else touch you as he marches you straight to, wherever the fucking doctors in this place are

But option TWO: suddenly you pause your gorging as some burps rise up in your chest and you suddenly have some calories pushing enough energy to your brain that you finally look around, like REEEEALLY look around. The entire room is dead silent, some starting to cry with joy and relief, others still stunned, many looking absolutely confused, and your eyes eventually meet with Miguel's. He doesn't look quite as run down as you, but WOW is this one sad haggard looking dilf, and you blink at him for a minute. And then look around. And back at him. And around. And to him

And your expression morphs into something so fearful as you force out a nervous laugh, "oh, wait, it's... you guys..." And the second everything clicks for you, you're IMMEDIATELY TAKING OFF, and despite your weakened state you actually make them really work for it because wow that adrenaline kicks in as you for your life because you're thinking "shit they still think I'm the fake and they'll kill me this time if they get their hands on me" when in actuality Miguel is getting his ass on the intercom system ordering all available units to stop you so they can put a bracelet back on you so you aren't lost again, which i mean it is but isnt even a yandere thing at this point, youre literally going to die without some sort of dimensional tether. But during the chase Miguel realizes you aren't using your webs, and you're actually not nearly as fast as he's seen you before, and he realizes with a broken heart, oh Jesus you're literally too malnourished to produce your organic webs within your body, or a lot of it, anyways. You must REALLY be in bad shape

And I imagine like, the chase comes to a halt, not when they catch you, but when your physical exhaustion finally catches up to you. Sweetie you barely ate anything for the last several days, suddenly gorged on a whole spread of food, and then started sprinting and jumping and climbing and parkouring on shit. You HAVE to stop running because you're literally getting sick and VOMITING, like, your former students and fellow Spiderpeople and of course Miguel are hot on your heels and they all pause and give you space because you're literally having to throw up in a gutter with sweat pouring down your face and entire body developing the shakes as, oh no, you feel your strength leaving you as you can't even hold yourself up, collapsing onto the ground, barely conscious as something scoops you up with the gentleness of handling glass, your eyes unable to stay open as you whimper things. "Please don't kill me... I'll leave... I'll never come back..." before you pass out

Miguel has you immediately checked by doctors while the staff have to limit the amount of people trying to come and see you (because, uh, there are a ridiculous amount of Spiders invested in your wellbeing) and only he's in the room as the medical team details your current state. Severe malnutrition, sunburns, broken ribs, a finger or two in crudely-improvised splints, telogen effluvium aka temporary hair loss from illness/extreme stress, you're probably starting to come down with a cold of some sort, potentially something dramatic like pneumonia.

You sleep for like several days straight while hooked up to IVs and fluids because your body just needed to heal THAT badly. By the time you wake up you feel like you're rising from the dead, your entire body aching and heavy, taking minutes to blink yourself awake to take in your new surroundings. You've got a private medical suite that's pretty well-secured, and when you try to scratch a sudden itch on your nose, you feel a weight on your wrist after going to move your arm. Oh, it's another kind of watch, although this one doesn't have nearly all the features and buttons of the first one, and when you keep rotating your wrist over and over, you can't seem to find the latch to take it off, because, well, there isn't one

Miguel is already in the room with you, either having been working on a laptop or just legitimately sitting there watching you sleep for an unknown amount of time, even if its completely dark in the room. He's gotten himself all cleaned up and back to normal and looking like his old self again but he's honestly not even sure what to say to you. Emotions aren't really his strong suit? Where does he start, apologizing for this whole mess or promising it will never happen again?

The only guarantee for now is that you will NOT be leaving Nueva York again, or even so much as leaving his SIGHT, so long as Miguel doesn't want you to, and trust me, after being tricked and having you ripped away from him, to see you in such a vulnerable sad state because of his own actions when all he wanted was to protect you, he's got a whoooole lotta things he wants to do and talk to you about. First and foremost? Vowing that he's going to make everything up to you, starting now, by being your most devout protector

#yandere spiderverse #yandere x reader #yandere miguel o'hara #atsv #yandere stuff #sinprompts #imma be real im pretty sure my posts dont show up in tags anymore but who knows :(

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gimmethatagustd · 2 years

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listen. oh queen of life-ruining banter. i come to you on my knees because i require frenemies hatefucking with tae. featuring all the banter. and him being a menace. no this is not self-indulgent at all wdym sdlfjsldkfj - congrats again on your milestone :')))

WANNA FUCK ON CAMERA | KTH

You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s hipster, wannabe-photographer ass. You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s stupid smile and stupid jokes and stupid way of getting under your skin and sticking in your brain.

» pairing: taehyung x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ | frenemies to lovers | smut

» wc/date: 3.3k | July 2022

» warnings: fingering | nudes (ig??) | unprotected vaginal sex | spit | tae is annoying

» notes: I’M SO SORRY THIS ENDED UP JUST BEING A FULL FUCKING PWP ONE SHOT KJDKFHS also i def didn’t proofread this enough so sorry 🥴

» masterlist | ao3 | send me ur thots 👅

» what was jai listening to? camera - dj drama ft. 1st fkl, lil uzi vert, mac miller, & post malone

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If Kim Taehyung placed his grimy hands on the small of your back one more time you were quite literally going to rip them off.

“Babe, we didn’t take a picture together yet.” Before you could react, there was a bright flash of light that formed black holes in your vision. A sleek film camera was the culprit. Not unfamiliar, you’d fallen victim to Taehyung’s “artistic endeavors” on more than one occasion.

“Babe?”

Your spotty eyes grew wide as you quickly turned back to the large man stuck in between you and Taehyung. You’d caged him into the corner of the living room away from the rest of the bustling bodies crowding the apartment you shared with Hoseok. From the moment your roommate introduced you to Namjoon at the start of the party, you were on a mission to get a good grip of his head in between your thighs.

“No, no, no,” you shook your head, waving your arms in an “X” to ward off Taehyung’s evil. “We are not like that, at all. Gross, no. I don’t even know why he’s over here.” You hissed that last part with gritted teeth and shoved an elbow into Taehyung’s ribs.

“We came to this party together, babe. What are you talking about?” Taehyung’s mouth morphed into a deep pout. Your’s, on the other hand, hung open like a fish.

“Excuse me? This is my fucking apartment!”

You watched with growing frustration as Taehyung’s pout curved into a sweet smile. He was an abscess aching your teeth. “Babe, you’re so cute when you joke around.”

“Ummm… I think I’m going to go.”

You both turned to look at the large man stuck in between you. He avoided both of your gazes; instead, his gentle eyes searched the depths of the room, looking for a way out.

“Namjoon, wait,” You reached out to grab his forearm, “Just ignore him, he’s an idiot.”

Namjoon gave you a soft, tight smile. “It’s okay, I don’t want to bother you.” He didn’t give you a second glance once he disappeared deeper into the apartment.

You spun around on your heel and jabbed your finger against Taehyung’s chest. “Listen here, TaTa. If you don’t stop cockblocking me all fucking night, I swear to God.”

“You swear to God what? What are you going to do?” Taehyung cocked his head to one side and you hated how hot it was to watch his bottom lip disappear between his teeth. He raised his eyebrows at you, tilting his head back a bit so he looked at you down the sharp bridge of his cute little freckled nose.

He knew you wouldn’t do anything. There was nothing for you to do.

He was such a piece of shit.

“Why did Hobi invite you,” you muttered, pushing past Taehyung. You made very little ground before he was snatching your wrist in his large hands. “Can you please leave me alone? I’m not drunk enough for your shit right now.”

“Let me get my beautiful model a drink, then.”

“You are the most arrogant, conceited, cockiest person I have ever met in my entire life.” The grin that bloomed across his face was the exact opposite of what you wanted to see, but everything your body was being pulled towards.

“Thank you.”

With a huff, you shook your hand from Taehyung’s grip and continued swimming your way through the sea of people trashing your apartment. Leave it to Hobi to throw a massive party to celebrate “the beginning of his birthday month” without bothering to ask you. When he knew you hated most of his friends, Kim Taehyung in particular. How he’d managed to wiggle his way into your friend group was beyond you. Probably because he was hot, and hot people could get away with everything.

Well, you didn’t think he was hot, obviously. Other people did. Not you. Nope.

“Do not follow me.” You threw the command over your shoulder, praying to the lord that he would grow a brain and listen to you. Breaking free of the last throng of people, you walked the hallway until you got to your bedroom, Taehyung hot on your heels. You tried to slam your bedroom door shut but Taehyung had the toe of his boot wedged in the doorframe. He wrapped a hand around the edge of the door and pried it open just enough to slip his lithe body inside. The click of him locking the door made your spine shudder.

“You’re so fucking stupid, Kim. Why don’t you go find someone to suck your dick and keep your nose out of my business? I’ll even let you use my bathroom.” Arms crossed against your chest. Chin jutted out.

Taehyung snickered, keeping his focus on wiping away a smudge mark on the surface of his camera lens. “Bothering you gives me infinite more pleasure, believe it or not.” He looked up to meet your gaze. “And you know how much I love chasing pleasure.”

By this point your anger was hardly well-contained. As you flipped through every scenario in your head you were finding fewer options to get him out of here. Murder may have been the only option, actually.

“God I love how hot you look when you’re pissed.” Taehyung had the audacity to sit down on the edge of your bed, his long legs spreading like the space-hogging man that he was.

“Take a fucking picture then. It’ll last longer.”

“Ooh, you’re so clever, so edgy.” Despite his taunts, he did what you said, quickly snapping another picture of you. You flipped him off. “Glad you’ve finally agreed to model for me. How do you feel about nudes?”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“Not even just a topless one?”

“I would never, in a million years, even if my life depended on it, get any amount of naked in front of you.”

“That sounds like a fun challenge, doesn’t it?” He got up from your bed, leaving the camera to rest on your fluffy comforter. His amber eyes dropped to watch your lips, the edges of his own lips curling slightly when you backed up against your dresser. A bottle of hair product tipped over and rolled off the dresser, thudding against the floor.

“It’s not a challenge, Taehyung. It’s merely a fact.”

“Look at what you’re wearing. You’re already halfway there.” Taehyung shrugged. He ran his index finger along the skin of your midriff exposed by your crop top. Reaching your belly button, he dragged his finger downwards until he landed on the zipper of your shorts. “Don’t act like you’re not desperate. The way you were hanging all over that guy said enough.”

“Fuck off,” you said in an exhale. You made no effort to push him out of the way; this was one of many mistakes.

“Hmm…” You practically felt the baritone vibration of Taehyung contemplating your comment, the hum rumbling from his throat. “Okay.” He took a step back and sunk onto your bed with his camera resting beside him.

“What do you mean, okay?” You closed the gap he’d created and stared down at him with your hands on your hips. “You can’t just say okay.”

The tiniest of smirks lifted the corner of Taehyung’s mouth, but he held it in as best he could. Controlling his eyes was another thing; he let his gaze travel the length of your body. “Am I not giving you what you wanted?”

“Well, yes.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

You opened your mouth, but immediately snapped it shut. Taehyung leaned back on his palms with his broad chest on display and his legs spread. How had you ended up standing between them? He tilted his head up slightly jutting his chin out at you while his eyes continued to examine you. Dissect you. His gaze felt razor sharp on your searing skin.

“Just admit it. You want me. It’s obvious how I affect you.” You felt your stomach flip as Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair, though a few curls decided to bounce back over his forehead. “One simple kiss and you’d be begging for me.”

You absolutely did not want him. Had you thought about what those piercing eyes would look like from between your thighs? Maybe. But who hadn’t?! It was a natural consequence of being “friends” with Taehyung.

“You’re an idiot.” Another glare was shot his way when the stupid smirk returned.

“Prove it then. Prove you don’t care.”

If there was anything you hated more than this idiot, it was being doubted. Fuck this guy for wasting your time, invading your space, and then insulting you in your own house.

“If you tell anyone about this I’ll cut your balls off,” you hissed.

“I’m so scared,” Taehyung said with a lick of his lips. You wanted to smack that mischievous glint out of his eyes. Hell, you should have. But instead you were determined to knock him off his high horse. If you weren’t going to get into a physical altercation, you were going to fuck up his ego.

Shoving Taehyung backwards so he was once again leaning on his palms, you climbed into his lap with your hands gripping his shoulders. Before he could say anything else stupid, you brought your lips to his and tried not think about how many things had been in his mouth.

It was clear that Taehyung was trying to prove a point because he immediately began to devour you. His hands flew up to grip your ass to pull you tight against him, making your hands slide forward so you now had your arms wrapped around his shoulders. Biting down on your bottom lip he coaxed your mouth open to slip his tongue inside. You shivered at the taste of him, sweet like the grapefruit soju he’d been drinking. Distracted by him licking at your mouth, you gasped when you felt Taehyung buck into you. He forced your hips to rock against him and spread your thighs even further apart as you straddled him.

Eventually Taehyung broke the kiss and you welcomed the opportunity to breathe. His lips ghosted yours, the two of you panting heavily against each other’s mouths. He kept a firm hold of your ass while he guided you to continue grinding against the growing bulge in his jeans. Every drag of his zipper against your core provided enough friction to alert you that you were soaked through your underwear. All because of a guy you’d swore you weren’t affected by.

The reminder of why this was even fucking happening made you let go of Taehyung’s shoulders and lean back slightly. What the fuck.

“You did that way too eagerly,” he snickered once you pulled away.

“Shut up.” You reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair to tug it out of annoyance because apparently Taehyung tore down your maturity level to that of an elementary student. The moan that came out of his mouth made you freeze. He stared into your eyes with his soft lips parted and all you could hear was his erratic breathing and the pounding of your heart in your head. “Looks like you’re affected by me.”

As if you weren’t an absolute mess in your pants right now. But he didn’t need to know that.

“I never said I wasn’t.” The intensity of his gaze was too much for you, but looking away felt like surrendering. “Are you going to admit defeat now?”

“You’re insane,” you scoffed, determined to hold his gaze.

Taehyung broke first. He let go of your waist and brought his hand forward to press his thumb hard against your clit through your shorts. You instinctively tightened your hold on his hair, tugging slightly. The action pulled another moan out of Taehyung and it was impossible for you to hide the way you grinded against his hand.

“You want me. Just admit it.”

“No,” you snapped. Taehyung raised his eyebrows as though he was shocked by your determination. You were not giving in, no matter what your body wanted.

Even if he pulled down the zipper of your shorts. Even if he tugged on the waistband of your underwear. Even if he squeezed his hand inside your underwear to drag his fingers through your arousal.

“Admit it.”

Your breath hitched when you heard the wet squelch of Taehyung teasing your entrance and rolling his fingers against your clit. You couldn’t speak for fear a moan instead of words might fall out of your mouth, so you merely shook your head.

Wrapping his other arm around your waist, Taehyung bucked into you at the same time he slipped two fingers inside of you. The force with which you bit your bottom lip to keep quiet was enough to shoot pain through your nerves. Seeing you like that and feeling your thighs tremble against his told Taehyung everything he needed to know.

But he wanted you to say it.

“Come on, Y/N,” he cooed a soft whisper in your ear. He curled his fingers, pressing your front wall until he found the spot that made you dig your nails into his biceps. “Just admit it and I’ll give you what you want.”

He quickened his pace, pumping his fingers in and out of you with enough force to rock you back and forth in his lap, all the while his dark eyes locked on yours.

“You’re a piece of shit,” you attempted to hiss but your voice broke into a loud whimper. Taehyung grinned and gave you one final thrust into your g-spot before he watched you arch into him, eyes closed and head thrown back as you moaned his name. He leaned back slightly to give him the perfect angle to snatch up his camera. You thought the bright light was probably the most intense orgasm you’ve ever felt in your life quite literally making you blind, but your pleasure quickly turned into a pterodactyl screech.

“KIM TAEHYUNG WHAT THE FUCK!” You lunged for the camera, but he held it above your head and your legs were still too shaky to do much of anything. “Did you just fucking take a picture of me while I… while I…” You beat against his chest.

“You looked too good not to immortalize the moment,” Satan himself said with a laugh, absorbing your punches with the cockiness of the most horrible person in the world. “If you want to try for a better shot, I still have five photos left on this film.”

“I’m going to fucking murder you.”

“Sure, you can murder me. I’ll die happy now.” You felt weak in the knees once again when Taehyung popped his fingers, wet with your cum, into his mouth to suck clean. “Or you could admit that you want me and I’ll split you open the way you deserve.”

Fuck.

You were in big trouble.

Taehyung’s cocky grin disappeared as you eased back down into his lap, replaced with a look of determined lust that clouded his lidded eyes. At this point, it wasn’t about admitting that he turned you on or that you wanted him. At this point, you needed him.

“Say it and I’m yours,” he whispered. Goosebumps bloomed across your skin as he ran his hands up your sides, pushing your crop top up as he went. You lifted your arms to allow him to pull it off of you. He sucked his teeth when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra and immediately brought his mouth to your nipple. You let out a soft moan when Taehyung flicked his tongue against it, swirling a circle until it was erect and he was satisfied enough to move to the other.

“Fuck you, Taehyung.” You clawed at his t-shirt, less gentle in your approach as you ripped it over his head. Next your fingers flew to unbutton his jeans. “I admit it, okay? Are you happy now?” Frustration made your movements frantic and you tugged Taehyung’s pants down as hard as you could, barely giving him time to maneuver around you to lift his hips.

“Admit what?” He planted a hot kiss against your throat to muffle the deep moan that rumbled in his throat when you finally held his cock in your hand.

“I need you, fuck!” You shimmied out of your shorts and shoved Taehyung onto his back. “Why are you such a fucking dick?”

You grabbed his cock a bit too aggressively and Taehyung briefly watched his life flash before his eyes. Maybe he shouldn’t have pushed you so hard. Though he quickly got over it, hips bucking into your hand while he watched you spit on the tip and let it run down his shaft, slow and sweet.

“Took you long enou-” Taehyung gasped when you rubbed his cock along your pussy, quickly coating him so you could sink onto his cock until your clit rubbed against his abdomen when you leaned forward. The stretch was enough that you probably should have eased yourself onto him a bit slower to avoid the head of his cock piercing your cervix the way it had, but at this point you were too pissed off to give a shit. He lifted his head to watch you roll your hips on him, the twisting sensation making his cock pulse inside you.

“Holy fuck.” Taehyung dropped his head back onto the mattress and dug his fingers into the sheets as you began to fuck yourself on him. Sure, he’d promised to fuck you good, but you had absolutely no patience for whatever he was willing to give you. You picked up the pace, one hand squeezing his shoulder for support while the other dragged your nails down the length of his chest. You may have dug into him a bit deeper than you needed to, but the red streaks you left on his skin were more than satisfying.

“Don’t even think about taking a picture of this,” you muttered through clenched teeth. That sweet, hot buildup of pleasure rippling through your abdomen was starting to get more and more unbearable, but you needed to know that the little creep wasn’t going to ruin a good orgasm for you by playing paparazzi again.

Taehyung whimpered, shaking his head frantically. “I swear, oh fuck. I s-swear I won’t.”

His babbling was both pathetic and cute, and you prayed he didn’t bust a nut before you got to. To have Kim Taehyung writhing beneath you with that tight little waist and bulging biceps, all to have him cum first?? No fucking way.

“Good boy,” you snickered and Taehyung practically lost it right there.

“You’re insane,” he huffed, closing his eyes once he felt you tighten around him. “Fucking insane.”

You wanted to bitch him out some more because you definitely weren’t the insane one here, as if he hadn’t toyed with you only to immediately give in once you gave him a taste of his own medicine. But you let it go as you felt that sweet buildup in you finally snap. “Fuck, Taehyung,” you moaned, feeling his hands come up to grab your waist to guide you on top of him as he fucked you through your orgasm and your movements began to falter. Thankfully, it didn’t take him long to finally reach his release; you weren’t interested in overstimulation after the sweaty, horny mess he’d made of you.

Leaning your forehead into his shoulder, you let your body go limp on top of Taehyung as the two of you caught your breath.

“Don’t fuck with me anymore,” you threatened, though the post-orgasm shakiness of your voice didn’t make you sound very convincing.

“I can fuck you again, though, right?”

You lifted your head to see that fucking grin again and groaned, dropping your face into his neck again. “Maybe.”

“Are you down for nudes next time?”

“Don’t fucking push your luck, dickhead.” Your body jiggled as Taehyung laughed. There was the cocky Taehyung once again, the one you oh so loved. Something told you if there was a next time you wouldn’t have it so easy.

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h0r0gur4mu · 8 months

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🔬📐Turing Love!

turing [toor-ing]

a person skilled in mathematics.

aroace coded reader [but reader does not have to be aroace] nerdy!reader, gn!reader x hobie brown

qpr [queer platonic relationship]

fluff, songfic, one curse word

“Laws of attraction? Why are you asking me that Hobie? You should already know.” You answered, not bothering to look away from the experiment you were doing.

“Y’know, attraction. An I’m not talkin magnets or anything like that.”

You glared. “You just took away my like, easiest example. Not that you don’t already know that opposites attract.” Fixing your jacket, you reached for your safety goggles, only to land on air.

Hobie dangled them over your head. “Attraction! Love, friendship—explain that science eh?”

You jumped for the goggles. “Someone needs a scientific question on why you’re so damn tall!” [if you’re tall then ignore the sentence lmao]

“Plus,” you paused, looking at him. “Love is stupid. It doesn’t even really deserve a science. And don’t go talking about familya-love ‘cause I know you meant romance-love!”

“Haven’t got a scooby doo about romance. Didn’t even mean it romantically. Or, uh, in specifics.”

In quick review, you couldn’t really answer Hobie’s question [seemingly]. It wasn’t necessarily stupid, but over the span of your life you rarely [or never] experienced a crush. At least not the one’s they show on T.V. Relationships like that just lacked appeal. They weren’t right.

“What do you mean not romantically?”

“Well we friends right?

“Yeah… platonic attraction…”

“But we got chemistry.”

��That’s literally romantic.”

Hobie dropped the goggles on your lap. “Nuh uh.”

You turned around in your seat and glared at him. “Then what? Are you trying to say there’s some type of love that transcends the labels of romantic, emotional, platonic, or sexual?!”

“Bingo.”

You had to sleep on this. It didn’t even really make sense, what he said. Don’t get anyone wrong—you weren’t one to act like scientific standards were unchanging. The opposite actually—one truth five minutes ago can change, because human knowledge is constantly changing, and the earth is constantly changing. But where could someone who never falls in love understand love? Maybe Hobie’s just stupid.

Yeah right, he made a whole watch out of scraps.

“I really don’t need my inner conscience questioning me too.”

“So I slept on it and…”

“And…”

You snatched a beaker from the shelf and slammed the door. “What you said doesn’t even make sense. Was it some sort of confession?”

“Mm, sorta.”

“In any other scenario I would’ve rejected you but… It’s you. So this confession isn’t some simple crush confession. It’s something complicated. Like everything else about you.”

Hobie spun around in his chair and smiled. “Yup.”

“Can’t you just go and tell me?” You groaned. “Pleeeeaseee?”

“One, discov’aries don’t come easy.” He handed you a test tube so you could measure. “Two… I don’t really know eitha.”

“Mm…” You muttered. “Then I might as well reject you anyway huh?”

“Will you?”

“Well I wouldn’t exactly be a good scientist if I did right?” You looked back at him. “My career revolves around enhancing life and helping people. And you… need help identifying your feelings.”

“You’re makin me sound’ll mushy n’ stuff.”

“That’s cause y’are.”

Unfortunately, love can’t be solved with a simple equation. Well, yes, the dopamine we get from seeing a loved one is a scientific component—but it needs to go further than that.

“I’m just… not really a fan of all that: you’re so sexy!!! stuff.”

“Me neitha… so… what are we a fan of?”

“A heart to heart dinner at a fancy restaurant is cool in some ways, but not in a romance movie way.”

“True…”

“So what?!”

“Have you ever felt like saying ‘you’re hot’ to one kinda means somethin’ more? Not from anotha person—from yaself—like—‘I feel so connected to you I want to form a life bond because I treasure you deeply?”

“… Actually, yeah.”

So we’ve made a breakthrough! [Sort of.] It has something to do with connection. But how does that connection diverge from other connections? The several experiments shown—touching, kissing, holding—these can all be watered down to preferences. And while you enjoyed these things with Hobie, what made you different than any other romantic or sexual couple?

“It’s a society thing, methinks.”

“Who the hell says methin—nevermind. How so?”

“Well,” Hobie pressed his thumb to his flat four fingers on both hands. “If two kiss,” he made his hands kiss, “then it’s I guess romantic. And ya like that friend. But that’s not all-the-time true.”

“Yeah, but… we’re not exactly friends. And we don’t exactly want to date.”

“Then we sorta gotta create somethin’ new here. Orrr… not label this new relationship at all.”

“We could at least call it something.”

“We could just conform to the norms.” He made a 🫰🏿with his hands. “You’re bae.” [this was said in an american accent.]

“First of all never say that shit again. Second of all… I’ve got a name: Turing Love.”

“Stupid name.”

“No it isn’t!”

Hobie scratched his head. “And even if we did submit this as some sort of ‘Turing Love,’ who says it would be accepted.”

You held his hand and looked at him.

“We’ll just have to prove it.” You smiled.

He laughed a little. “Alright then. Can’t argue with that, can I?”

[You learned a week later that it is in-fact, an identified type of relationship, and it is in-fact, not called Turing Love.]

“I thought your name for it’s better anyway.”

“Shut up.”

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hobiebrownismygod · 6 months

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Thinking about a toxic/difficult relationship between Hobie Brown/Spider-Punk x GN! Reader/OC

Summary: Hobie slowly starts to drift away from Reader/OC causing them to lose their marbles and fall into a state of complete dependency on him.

TW: Toxic Relationship, Dependency

A fan fiction where the Reader/OC is protective and jealous while Hobie is just...chilling. The guy literally said he doesn't like labels, I doubt he would want to put a label on a relationship either. He'd be the kind of guy who would love you to death but also would want to be free to do his own thing and not be held under the constraints of an established relationship.

Meanwhile you have a Reader/OC that is deeply in love with Hobie and completely terrified of him leaving them. They want a label for their relationship so they can be sure that he's theirs.

Hobie would never cheat, and of course he would never pursue someone else while he already has feelings for someone or is in the process of pursuing someone. But Hobie also doesn't want to be held down by these constraints that the Reader/OC wants to enforce on him. Eventually he gets kind of sick of the constant nagging, and the two slowly drift apart.

This makes the Reader/OC go completely off the rails. Their every waking moment is consumed by the fear that one day, Hobie'll be gone. One day, he'll find someone else. One day, they'll lose him. So, to try to prevent this from happening, they hold onto him even longer, snatching onto him, gripping him tightly to keep him by their side. They become completely dependent on Hobie, never letting him out of their sight, never going a minute without holding his hand, holding his arm, holding his finger, holding on to something that keeps them together. This goes on to the point where he snaps, sick of being imprisoned and not having the freedom to do what he wants. With them constantly hovering over him, he can't be alone, he can't talk to other people, he can't even sleep peacefully without the Reader/OC clutching onto him like a frightened child. To him, its not cute. Its a sign of dependency. So he tells them he loves them, he assures them of this, but he also says that he wants someone who can be independent. And they've lost their independence. Then he leaves. For good.

I want to see an angsty, detailed fan fiction where the author goes more in depth about Hobie's dislike of labels, besides the surface level fanfic of "he doesn't want an established relationship." Why doesn't he want an established relationship? Is there a specific reason? Maybe I'll write it, idk, but I feel like something along the lines of the above would be fun to read.

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secret santa submission!

from: @phoenixinthefiles to @vhstown !

Miles hummed to himself as sketched on the napkin in front of him, well it was less like humming and more like him mouthing the words to some random song that popped into his head.

He was sitting in the Spider Society cafeteria with Hobie and the other Miles.

Miles G, he reminded himself; God, that felt weird. It was easier to call him MJ or even Gonzalo,(which he could pronounce even with that “B” in Spanish)

Hobie was leaning back in his chair, his feet perched on the edge of the lunch table. It made absolutely no sense how he was able to maintain his balance.

Miles G sat opposite him, drumming his fingers against the tabletop as they talked.

Despite being one of the busiest spaces in HQ, it was where Miles was most comfortable.

Maybe it was because-

shkripppp

Miles whipped his head towards his…twin?

He was holding a pack of Purple skittles he just opened and Miles stuck his head out towards him.

He heard a scoff and then his hand was smacked.

He smacked his lips and shook his hand his hand out.

The other Miles scoffed again and mushed his hand away, “I gave you a high five, leave me alone.”

Miles rolled his eyes, “It wasn’t for a high five, you know that.”

“Do I?” Miles G. asked with a raised brow,

“I mean, I don’t what else it could be.”

He continued when Miles gave him a flat look and motioned towards his skittles bag.

“And I just know you not trying to get none of my skittles when I told you where I was going, and I asked you if you wanted something.”

“Mmcht, I didn’t know they had skittles.”

Miles G. gave him a flat look this time.

“So you ain’t know the store had skittles?”

“No.”

“Oh, well that’s your fault, I don’t have nothing to do with that.”

Miles smacked his lips again and Hobie snorted. He always seemed to find their antics amusing, and because he was the only one who enabled them, they stuck close to him.

Of course there were other reasons, but those aren’t as…light.

“You have that big bag of skittles and you won’t give me none? It literally says share size on the damn bag.”

MJ scoffed and tilted his head to give Hobie a wry look.

“Hobie man, he still hasn’t learned,” He turns back to Miles with a smirk on his face, “We don’t believe in labels.”

Hobie grins when Miles scoffs, “He’s a bit thick isn’t he?

Miles huffed and went back to his napkin sketch.

“You can huff and puff all you want to, I’m still not giving you any, lil bro.”

Miles scoffed and turned to look at him again, “Lil bro? I’m older than you.”

Miles G. smirked, “How are you older than me when I’m the original.”

Miles rolled his eyes and Hobie huffed a laugh.

“Nah, the wound’s too fresh on that one mate, you violated.”

Miles huffed, but he couldn’t really deny it.

He turned back to his sketch again and Hobie started up a new conversation.

Miles smirked when he saw the skittles packet be lowered to the floor table.

He shifted slightly in his seat so that his elbow was nearly next to his twin’s.

He waited until the other boy started cracking up at one of Hobie’s comments, and snatched the candy up.

He was impressed that he didn’t spill anyway as he hopped up from the table.

His smirk grew into a grin when he saw the reaction from his twin.

“Miles, if my skittles aren’t back in my hand in the next five seconds, Imma forget we family.”

Miles snickered, “We’re the same person, that’s different from family.”

He shook the bag over his mouth slightly so a few skittles would fall out.

Miles G. balked and ran his hand over his face.

Hobie leaned back further in his chair, grinning widely. He was clearly enjoying the scene playing out in front of him.

“Miles give me my skittles.”

Miles snickered and poured a couple more skittles in his mouth, “Wait, I’m not done.”

He laughed as he watched Miles G’s eyes bug out. It was weird watching his face, that wasn’t his face, do things his face wasn’t doing.

“Juro por Dios Miles; if you don’t give me my skittles…”

“Calmate mano,” Miles said as he shook the bag up, “You’ll get it eventually.”

Miles received a flat look for his comment. A flat look that turned into outrage when he poured more skittles into his mouth.

Miles G. jumped to his feet and gestured towards Miles as he directed his attention to Hobie.

“You see this right? Now if I beat his ass, it’s justified right?”

He turned back to Miles and held his hand out, “Miles put my skittles in my hand.”

Miles grinned and smacked his hand down on top of his before turning and running away.

Miles G. huffed and yelled out, “I’m not about to chase you! You gon come back here and give me my skittles!”

Hobie snickered, knowing he absolutely would be chasing his counterpart.

In 1…2…3…

“Man, Miles come back with my skittles!”

Hobie cackled as he watched Miles G. sprint in the direction Miles ran off to.

Obviously he was going to chase after them; but he would wait until they closed in on each other, it would be much more entertaining that way.

#atsv secret santa #atsv fic #miles morales #miles g morales #earth 42 miles morales #hobie brown #hobie brown fic #miles morales fic

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hexalianrebel-blackfeathers · 9 months

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Let’s Just Call It Joyriding (Chapter 1/4)

Panda’s Notes: Panda is definitely in the market for a better title if anyone can think of one. >w< I'm pretty excited for this story; it'll be my first multi-chapter story for this fandom. Wish me luck. >w<

[Ao3] || [Commissions] || [Ko-fi]

It started with a glitter bomb. As all good mornings do.

There had been a cacophony of shouts before the large door to Jessica’s little “office” finally opened, and Gwen and Pavitr sprinted in opposite directions before firing their web shooters up to the nearest section of high ceiling.

“Go, go, go!” Miles was shoved forward by Hobie before the taller boy spun around and slammed a deafening chord on his guitar to disrupt the webs Jessica had fired after him. Shit, his hands ached; the mechanism on the bomb he made had misfired, causing it to pop off prematurely. He was kind of glad the others had talked him out of using any real explosive bits, but the spring-loaded case still hurt like a bastard when it went off in his hands.

The rainbow glitter covering his suit’s gloves was the last thing on his mind…But it did look pretty sick in Jessica’s hair.

Jessica, obviously, didn’t agree even a little. “You little shits have gotten on my last goddamn nerve today!” She snarled, and her fists clenched as she stalked toward him.

“Oi, watch the language there!” Hobie taunted, stealing glances over both shoulders to make sure Miles was gone. He stepped back as she advanced, starting to strafe to the side as he adjusted his hold on his guitar. “You been a Spider long enough; you know you’ve looked worse.”

A pair of webs lashed around the neck of his guitar, and Hobie had barely gotten his hand in place to unclip the buckle before she snatched it away and let it crash against the floor. Okay, yeah, this was getting a little personal.

“Hey, come on! Go easy on my lady; she has nothin’ to do with this!” His steps were getting a little nervous, but he reached into his vest pocket, his hand returning with a butterfly knife that he spun around as he put his hands up. “You wanna scrap, you come for me, yeah?”

His Spider-sense was kind enough to let him know his head had hit the wall behind him when a shot of web fluid struck his chest, a newly-formed sticky net pinning his arms awkwardly against his chest and the side of his face flat against the wall. Man, web fluid was a bitch to get out of his hair, too…

“Aye, best two out of three for it, man?” He tried to joke, definitely not getting nervous as she approached and fired another shot to stick his knees in place. He growled as she grabbed his wrist none too gently and forced him to drop the knife, and he tried to get his breathing to stop sounding like he was terrified.

“Where are they?” Jessica asked shortly as she kicked the knife, bringing her hands to rest on her hips. “Ya’ll lovebugs never stay apart for long.”

Hobie rolled his eyes, managing not to show the pout that came to mind. “I don’t know what you mean, and frankly, I’m a little offended that you think I can’t be independ—Don’t you fucking dare!”

She hadn’t bothered waiting for him to finish before prodding her fingers between the webs and scratching at his stomach. She wasn’t being patient here either, her nails zeroing in around his bellybutton through the thinnest part of his suit.

And, dammit, he couldn’t move! The ability to kick around a little at least gave some kind of outlet for the energy, but no. Hobie was stuck here between a literal wall and those little claws trying to rip giggles out through his guts or something.

“Talk, string-bean.” She demanded, and Hobie would have shaken his head if he could manage.

“W-Why do you even think I’d know…?” He strained out through clenched teeth, his eyes going a bit wide as her free hand started to move purposefully toward his chin. “N-No…!”

She quirked an eyebrow as she huffed, the slightest hint of a smirk on her lips. She dragged one of her nails along his cheekbone, fingers fluttering as she got to his ear before trailing down the side of his neck. Hobie huffed and tried to stop the smile taking over his face, but then: he cracked. Half a snicker slipped out when her tracing moved up under his chin.

And she was lightning quick to pounce on it. The hand on his stomach moved suddenly to squeeze his hip, and Hobie writhed as a cackle jumped out of his mouth. Jess hummed in a completely unsurprised way, moving the pad of her thumb to screw into his hipbone and knead up his side.

“You have the cutest smile when you aren’t being a smug brat, don’t you?” She taunted, gripping his chin as he laughed. Hobie couldn’t tell if she meant it or if she was just trying to get under his skin.

“Fuck off!” He barked out, loud giggles breaking up his laughter when those nails returned to crawling across his neck and cheek. “Leave me alone!”

She shook her head, eying Hobie with a growing smirk. She moved her other hand up again, digging her fingers into his ribcage and watching him try to struggle. “I’ll leave when you tell me where to go, hon. All up to you.”

“I-I don’t know what you wa—!” Both of her hands were suddenly scribbling across his neck, and Hobie would like everyone to know that he did not squeal. The cackling fit he was thrown into was absolutely undeniable though.

“I hope you know you aren’t as slick as you think.” She explained, apparently not caring if he could actually hear her or not. “Everyone knows you’re a little Ticklebug by now.”

She was bluffing; she had to be. She knew how Hobie would normally respond to a comment like that, and it took all his willpower not to let his autopilot screw him over. He tried to shake his head defiantly, struggling against the webbing to little effect.

“Or, I mean…They could know.” Jessica drew her hands back, crossing her arms as she watched him come down from his laughter. “Today; right now.”

Hobie froze, levelling a glare at her as he caught his breath. She smirked at him.

“Hobart Brown, you, of all your little crew, know I’ll do it.” She touched the screen on her watch. “LYLA, back me up here.”

“I got those files queued and ready, Jess~!” The little hologram appeared over her wrist, and she offered a similarly smug-looking smile as Hobie’s eyes went wide.

“Oh, fuck you both!” He snarled. “You don’t have shit on me!”

“You want to take that chance, kid?” Jessica tapped her fingers on her arm.

“These are awfully cute little clips of you, too, Spider-Punk.” LYLA spoke up, a little phone forming in her hand that she giggled at.

Hobie’s hands clenched tightly, the rage rushing through him until he let out a sigh through his nose. “Tink, you are a lying bitch, and everyone knows it.” He growled irritably, a hint of a smile quirking his lip as she looked offended. “I… I told them to meet me in the café. They’re probably takin’ the scenic route, but that’s where they should end up.”

“LYLA?” Jessica glanced at the pouting AI perched on her wrist.

“Gwen and Pavitr’s watches are moving in that direction, yeah.” She huffed. “Funny, though, I can’t find Hobie or Miles’ watches in the building.”

“Give ya three guesses why, eh?” Hobie smirked a bit through the cringe as Jessica shoved his face.

“Figures. Makes me feel better about leaving you here though.” LYLA vanished as Jessica turned to walk away.

“Lea—Oi, hey?!” Hobie cried out, trying to struggle again. “Get me out; you cannot be serious!”

“Consider it a timeout, since y’all want to act like little kids today!” She waved back at him before heading toward the hallway. “And if you don’t want to be tracked, it’ll be better if you just stay in one place.”

And then she disappeared, happily letting Hobie’s angry shouting fade behind her.

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After a minute or so, it didn’t seem like she was coming back. Hobie worried his lip piercing with his tongue. Had he stopped shouting too soon? Had he waited too long? Had she even left? He didn’t sense her nearby, but his Spider sense tended to pick up more on emotional intent than physical action.

He sighed. Quiet was probably good.

“Psst. Hobie?” He glanced up at the sound of his name, spotting Miles perched up in the corner of the ceiling. Miles grinned when Hobie found him, snickering a bit. “You good, Ticklebug?”

Hobie glared, and Miles inched closer to him along the ceiling and down the wall. “What are you doing?!” He snarled, trying to keep his voice down.

“Uh, surviving, apparently. She had you sounding like you were going to die.”

“Mmph… The shit I go through for you lot…” Hobie huffed quietly, nuzzling into the hand that Miles cradled under his cheek and smiling a bit as his thumb brushed away a streaked bit of his eyeliner.

“Hey, don’t try to pretend like this wasn’t your idea.”

“Oi, shut up. Did you get it?”

Miles beamed, pulling his hand back and taking his phone out of his jacket pocket. “Yeah, I got it alright.” He declared, showing him the saved thumbnail of a video in his camera roll. “LYLA has a point; you are super cu—”

He flinched as he looked back at Hobie, who was glaring a hole straight through his head, and he giggled nervously. “Oh! You meant this.” He reached into his other pocket, pulling out a strange-looking key with a card attached to its ring.

Hobie didn’t stop glaring at him.

“I’m just playing; don’t look so mad!”

“Cut me loose. Right. Now.”

Miles only slightly hesitated as he picked up the knife, moving to cut away the webbing around Hobie’s hands so he could start helping himself. As Miles sliced through the webs on his legs, Hobie leaned to reach into Miles’ backpack, pulling out the walkie talkie he’d stashed there and turning it on.

“Check in.” He said after clicking the button.

“Finally!” Gwen’s voice crackled back, her laugh cutting off.

“You okay, Hobie?” Pavitr asked, with Gwen’s laughter in the background.

“’M fine, Pav. Look, your head start’s up, and Jess is Brahms and Liszt.” He took a few steps to break the webs on his legs, and he snatched up his guitar before ripping the remaining strands off of his face. “Split up; ditch the watches.”

“She’s Brahms and Liszt, huh?” Gwen asked playfully, with Pavitr giggling nearby.

“Both of them, at once?” Miles asked into his microphone, apparently forgetting he was close enough to be smacked over the head.

“Nah, y’know what? I hope she gets the jump on both of ya.” Hobie growled, shoving Miles lightly as they crept into the hall. “Phase one’s in the bag; you better buy us some time.”

“Just don’t drag your feet out there.” Gwen called out, her voice bouncing slightly as she started to run. “Margo’s gonna be pissed if you’re late.”

“Love you guys!” Pavitr said into his own microphone this time.

Miles smiled brightly, and Hobie chuckled as he put his radio away.

The pair stuck close to the walls as they moved through the maze of hallways in HQ, mostly taking care to listen for Jessica just in case. Finally, somehow without incident, they found themselves down in one of the vehicle bays. The garage was nearly pitch black, aside from the small lamps that shone down over parking spaces.

“Why exactly do we even have multiple garages?” Miles asked softly, and he and Hobie scanned the room for any extra Spiders. “How many Spider-people even use cars?”

“‘S a monument to hubris, ain’t it.” Hobie responded, almost automatically, as he scanned a board near the entrance. “Making space for excess, even if ya never use it.”

Miles tried to keep his rolling eyes out of sight. “Sure, Hobie.”

“There.” The taller boy said firmly, tapping the board. “M-32, come on.”

They ran as quietly as possible, down the line of spaces until they found it: Jessica’s motorcycle. Hobie’s face had lit up, the grin on his face seeming just a little bit devious as he held his palm out to Miles expectantly. He handed over the key without hesitation, and Hobie chuckled as he moved to scan the card over a panel before walking the bike out onto the “path”.

“Are you, um…Are you still sure about this?” Miles asked warily, smiling nervously as Hobie examined the bike excitedly.

“Little late for cold feet, love.” He put the key into the ignition as he climbed onto the seat, letting out a laugh as the engine started. “Hah! Listen to that purr… C’mon, Sunflower, you know we’re gonna bring it back.”

“Little more worried about what Jessica’s going to do to us when she realizes what happened, honestly.”

“Which is why we need to not be here when she does. Saddle up, c’mon!”

Miles stepped closer as Hobie was starting to roll forward, grabbing his shoulder and jumping onto the bike while he drove into the open area just in front of the hanger door leading outside. Hobie smirked back at him for a second, dragging his leg to guide the bike into a few quick circles.

“Hobie!” Miles laughed nervously, gripping Hobie’s vest tightly and leaning into his shoulder.

“Set me up, man, let’s go!”

Miles lifted his jacket sleeve as best he could while trying to stay on the spinning bike, typing a destination into the homebrew watch he’d been given. A large portal, shifting all kinds of garish colors, started to form on the inside of the door, definitely wide enough to accommodate them and the bike.

Hobie laughed, menace that he was, and steadied the bike to rev it loudly.

Miles took the opportunity to grab the mic for his radio. “We’re going dark! Keep her busy!” He called, only to yelp and wrap his arms around Hobie’s waist again as the bike sped into the portal.

The vehicle bay was quickly returned to a calm silence.

Until the headlights of a certain unmanned car suddenly flicked on…

#a panda writes a thing #tickling #atsv tickle #atsv tickling #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #gwen stacy #miles morales #jessica drew #lyla spiderverse

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apollon1708 · 9 months

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Man, if I ever met miguel, I would be more hated than miles,

I would be the biggest mistake of a spiderman,like come on,it was probably an accident

Just like:the fuck? OW!? a fucking spider?!? IT bit me?!

I would be hitting into skyscrapers,falling on ppl unintentionally shooting that web shi on ppl

Like that one scene in the Tobey maguire spiderman. I would be in ao many fights like idk how I could hide it.😭😭😭

Like miguel would just snatch me from my universe and brings me to the spider verse, telling me I'm a fuckin anomaly

Miguel: You are an anomaly.

Me: Where the hell are we, what is an anomaly????

Miguel:...

Me: On the verge of literal tears.

I would be fuckin bawling like bro???? You pulled me the fuck outta my universe telling me I wasn't suppose to be spiderman?

Like I would believe him and shit like fuck okay???

Or my other reaction would be like

And?????

Okay...???

Like I don't really give a flying fuck about anything about the universe,I'm having the time of my fucking life.....

Do you wanna fight??

I'll kick your fuckin ass

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Man, I would just love to be friends with Gwen and Miles

Me and miles : anomaly besties 🥹

ME IN PAIN:AAHHHHHHHHHHHH

Gwen and Hobie: this is a sick ass beat

Me and PAV : Swinging the fuck around

#miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #miles morales #atsv pavitr #pavitr prabhakar

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badchoicesworld · 9 months

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i hear you requested requests! ive got one!!

hobie x masc reader that's gwens older brother (ik its not canon, but the canon can fuck itself) (sorry miggy)

i dont really have anything in mind for reader's personality or whatever (so thats up to you!) but id like if reader liked to draw (thus ended up drawing hobie and got caught by him hahaha cliches i love them)

where hobie meets gwens older brother (you !)

hobie x masc!reader

this actually gave me hella ideas, im gonna link it to what happened in the movie (sorry it took a while, life fucked me)

didn’t specify if it was platonic or romantic (WHICH IS FINE ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥) so i’ve just done general shit for both lmao

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x masc!reader

requests: open, i cant let the demons catch me

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

when you first meet hobie you’re so very thankful to him for taking care of your little sister

if gwen managed to hide her being ghost-spider from your guys’ dad, then she likely hid it from you, too

but obviously, your dads gonna have to tell you why gwen didn’t come home one day

you’re crushed, naturally. likely furious at your own dad for literally firing a warning shot at her

might have ran away yourself, maybe hobie comes to your rescue too

or maybe you two meet while hobie’s dropping off his homemade gizmo for gwen, and you’re so unbelievably thankful for him and his generosity when you meet him

of course you will be, he took your sister in while you couldn’t do anything to help

hobie’s probably side-eyeing yours and gwens dad but is happy to get along with you if you’re gwens bother

he cant stay for long at that moment in time, got a multiverse to save and all that

but the brief interaction opens doors to many opportunities in the future

hobie gets to hear about the brief reunion between you and gwen from her, after she went back to her own dimension before it was show time

he becomes very intrigued by you

next time you two meet is likely after they save the multiverse (WHICH THEY WILL WITH ZERO CASUALTIES UNLESS ITS MIGUEL.)

BUT GENERALLY SPEAKING NOW

miguel definitely doesn’t approve of hobie using his watch to travel dimensions just to see you or gwen, still does anyway if he doesn’t just build his own

probably came to see gwen, pick her up to bring him to his own dimension, whatever

sees you instead, target acquired

hobie’s heard plenty about you from gwen, likes to think you aren’t strangers so is super friendly, overly even

catches you in your room, drawing in a well loved sketchbook

definitely does that thing where he just fucking appears behind you, he’s that quiet when walking despite the accessories

he’s looking over your shoulder while you draw silently, you might be too distracted to notice or you’re immediately started by him

smug asf when you finally catch on, is especially entertained if he’s caught you drawing him, god forbid

wouldn’t be surprised though, he likes to make people stare so is honestly complimented if you’ve been trying to draw him since first seeing him

doesn’t just snatch ur sketchbook and start looking through it though, unlike someone

as an artist, he gets it

you’re probably super protective over ur sketchbook actually because of gwen, smh

will probably banter a little bit about that, tease something about gwen that you’d both be victim to, like her tendency to borrow things without permission

find common ground yknow

“ain’t it a pain when she [gwen activities]” but you’re not being mean ur bonding it’s fine, we don’t slander gwen (i do however have some strong words)

starts hanging out with you on the odd chances gwen isn’t home, just casually in your room at first

starts off talking about your guys’ interests, seeing if you have things in common

probably listening to music together

the closer you get, he starts to actually travel dimensions just to see you

casually waves to gwen before ducking into your room

is happy to just kick back there, but is also happy to go out and do things at that point

the more you hang out, the more your dad and gwen begin to tease you- which is nothing in comparison to the shit hobie faces

gwen easily told everyone else about you two hanging out, he never hears the end of it now regardless of dimension

hobie starts using the front door instead of just appearing in your room “son, your boyfriend’s here” ur devastated why would ur dad say that

THENN hobie starts to come to your dimension for you more than gwen, has probably already invited you back to his once or twice but now he’s a lot more frequent with invites, wants you to consider his place a second home (in case you ever wanna run from home, cough)

say something does blossom between you two, obviously you don’t label it cause hobie’s not about that

you get promoted from “gwens brother” to “hobie’s boyfriend” at some point even if you don’t use labels- that’s only if ur not like too close to the rest of the friend group, but i imagine you’ve gotta be

hobie probably talks more about being spider-man relatively early on considering the topic, but since you know his secret identity it doesn’t really matter to him

the closer you are, the more into his stories he is

is ready to reenact the whole thing for you now so it’s like you were there

draw each other, i dare u

make playlists for each other, perhaps ?

there’s a lot of gwen snitching to each of you

and then you two do with that information together what you will later

like if you’re just being gay for each other it’s wild how fast gwen goes to the other and is like “guess what he said” she is not slick about it

hobie can be found at ur place more often then not, your dads a little more iffy about you going to a different dimension

still, very grateful to be welcome in your home but hobie definitely prefers to kick back at his

hobie loves to bother gwen about your whereabouts, if you are a thing or not “where’s your brother at?” he’s pretending to be cool about it

does your dad approve ? who cares

but nah he’s way more open minded after the incident, thinks hobie is a peace of work and probably his own son too if you’ve got a similar personality, in that case you’re perfect for each other

if not he’s just happy you’re happy, that’s all he cares about

obviously gwen supports it, likes to claim she introduced you guys and you owe your relationship to her when she tries to win in an argument/conversation

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

#across the spiderverse #headcanon #spider man: across the spider verse #hobie brown #hobie spiderverse #imagine #atsv hobie #oneshot #ask #male reader #hobie x you #hobie x y/n #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x male reader #hobie brown x masc!reader #atsv gwen

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freddiefcknmercury · 10 months

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**Hey so I'm literally gonna post a much longer piece of work today too so like WOO! But in the middle of editing that I decided to crank this little thing out real quick before I lost it lol. I'm honestly not sure what or when or where but I thought I'd share it with y'all bc I don't know how to be hurt in private lmfao.

*Some Hobie Brown and reader interaction. Idk if it's romantic or not, if I'm gonna continue with this or not, and no it's not smut sorry y'all lol but it's definitely "~intimate" so enjoy??? It's only 500 words too🤌🏾

TW: for abuse and moderate descriptions of wounds.

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You excuse yourself under the guise of being injured from a fight earlier in the week. The truth is you let Miguel toss you around too hard again. You struggle to walk normally down the hallway, holding your side until you can duck into one of the barely used restrooms. Ripping a paper towel and running it under some cold water before lifting your top and pressing it against the fresh fang marks there. It's intense but soothing. You look yourself over in the mirror. The bags under your eyes, skin a bit pale, you look exhausted and you are. You hadn't noticed how dark the set of marks on your throat have gotten. You pull the collar of your suit up more to hide it, shifting as upright as possible when you finally notice Hobie standing in the archway watching you.

"Don't."

Your voice is soft but you almost bark it at him. Knowing what he has to say about your little arrangement with Miguel. And knowing you don't want to hear it from him right now.

He just rolls his shoulders, stepping closer to lift up the hem of your suit top and take a good look at the marks there. He expected teeth but the obvious finger or... claw shaped marks throw him just a little.

"Hm."

He wets another paper towel and replaces the now warm old one. He presses it firmly against you, it stings a little but you both know Hobie would never hurt you intentionally. But then he grabs your shoulder as he tugs slightly on the waistband of your pants, noticing an even older set of bruises on your hip, and a couple newer ones...

You snatch yourself away from his grip, staring deep into his eyes for a long silent moment. He drops his gaze to your throat, knowing Miguel was particularly angry yesterday so the worst of it is probably there. He steps forward in an attempt to see it up close and know just how angry he should be with him.

"Just stop Hobie."

You place your palm against his chest firmly but it doesn't deter him. He quickly pulls down the collar exposing the wound: an ugly purple black bruise with two sets of four deep distinct holes. He bit you three or four times last night, the effects from his paralysing venom still making you groggy. You hiss as his fingers graze the tender flesh and slap him across the face, taking a few steps back.

Unfazed, he steps forward again to speak into your ear.

"I don't know what he has over you, but this isn't worth it."

He pulls back looking over your face before slowly taking his exit. You grip the counter to steady yourself hearing him call back to you.

"If this escalates... I'm steppin in."

He disappears around the corner to the outside world. You don't bother protesting, knowing his mind won't be changed. Standing there you get a good look at yourself in the mirror wondering if you really are okay with this.

#hobie brown #hobie brown fanfiction #Hobie Brown au #Spiderverse au #spiderverse fanfic #tw abuse #tw wounds #quick fic #hobie brown spider punk #hobie brown Spiderverse #fan fiction #one shot

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I love your blog and I’m just using this as a space to sort my thoughts, sorry if that’s a bother at all!

I just want to get it off my chest that after Jk’s performance in Times Square last week it really hit me all the sudden how much the company wants him to be the big pop star. I had heard people talk before ab how Jk’s promotions for seven/3d/golden were loads different than the other members solo projects but it didn’t really hit me until I saw him start to sing in Times Square. I know hobi played lolla and New Year’s Eve and Yoongi literally had a world tour so I’m probably being irrational a little.

I think it was just a little shocking to see jk up there like that and I couldnt help but think about the other members and how much I miss them as 7. It was like I could suddenly see jk as this big pop star and it scared me a little? And I know that’s selfish of me, I feel so guilty to feel that way

I also saw that jk passed 40mil spotify listeners, more than bts has currently and more than any other kpop soloist has reached before. I don’t know I’m just worried about scooter and the company pushing jk, idk if this is selfish but I want them to remain as seven and everything just feels so uncertain right now, I don’t know. Not sure if I’m even making sense haha

Hey! Thank you! I was sort of worried I’ve been a bit ranty and negative here so I’m glad someone enjoys this space. And it’s not a bother at all! Please feel free to share your thoughts here whenever! I know all my asks tend to turn into weird random long rambles, so never feel bad about sharing thoughts. And your ask made complete sense.

I totally understand. JK’s performance in Times Square hit me hard too. It was the first time I think the whole pop star thing really clicked in place for me and I saw the whole vision of what he’s been doing with Golden. I was kind of star struck in that moment and it really left a big impression on me. So I get why that moment may have really impacted you too.

And I don’t think it’s selfish of you to feel that way. You sound very kind about it. I’ve seen a lot of ARMYs express similar thoughts and I’ve felt that way a few times myself. Sometimes you’re just really hit with that longing to see the seven of them messing around in interviews or playing in the background of bangtan bombs or the insane rush whenever they drop new music or perform some insane stage together. Some of the solo performances have been really good but have occasionally left me with a kind of longing? But you’re not alone. I think a lot of ARMYs are super eager to see them back as seven which is where some of those kind of tasteless “hurry up and enlist” jokes are coming up. It’s pretty different from the beginning of the year when ARMYs didn’t even want to mention the “e” word.

I don’t actually think SB is trying to snatch JK out of BTS. I think they’re just being loud about his achievements because they want to advertise and highlight their whole A&R thing and uplift HYBE US through him. I also think that JK is being given a bigger push because he’s the only member who has released a commercial album, so his promotions match up with that. FACE and Golden and Indigo are very different albums with different goals and different ambitions, even if there seems to be a disconnect between their own goals and what fans think their goals should be. I do think HYBE should have done more for the other releases, but I don’t think they were neglecting them because they only want JK to succeed. I just think they were being cheap honestly. It’s not like JK was given all this push without conditions.

I also think JK is helping BTS stay in the public eye while the group takes a break. They’re actually all reaching different audiences and growing their brand in different ways which is kind of cool. I think Jhope was trying to reach a new crowd in the hip-hop community for example and I’ve actually seen a few people pulled in from OTS because they were J. Cole fans and checked out the RL after. So I think JK is pulling people in too by keeping BTS in the minds of that particular crowd. Notice how he also always introduces himself as “Jungkook of BTS”. He’s not trying to dissociate himself from the group at all. None of them are.

Also Spotify MLs aren't really the best metric to gauge popularity. There’s just a lot of factors to it including playlisting, and JK currently has four songs on the biggest and most coveted playlist on the app. JK also has a lot of collabs with popular artists who are actively releasing and promoting new music rn too which helps his MLs. BTS haven’t released a proper album in like three years and their last group song was an unpromoted fan song from the summer. The fact that they have so many MLs and so many daily streams despite all that is absolutely insane, especially when you consider most ARMYs are focused on their solo music which is spread across seven different profiles. BTS just seriously have such a massive amount of casual listeners. JKs stats are extremely impressive but I do think a lot of people are really underestimating how insanely popular BTS is and are putting too much emphasis on certain things like MLs. But when he passes their peak I’m sure you’re going to hear a lot of people trying to claim he’s bigger than the group. Twitter rn is just a dumpster fire from all directions though so I wouldn't take much you read on there too seriously.

I just think a lot of people are underestimating how insanely huge BTS is, not even musically, but also just as a brand. It’s pretty rare for people to know who the members are individually honestly (at least in my country), but a lot of people I know have heard of BTS. There has literally never been a group like BTS before, there’s just really nothing to compare them to, which is what I think has a lot of people tripping up. It’s impossible to have a “Justin Timberlake” of the group for example when they’re all individually capable of selling out stadiums, something not even some of the most popular western artists can do.

Anyways, I totally empathize with how you're feeling lately, and no one can really say for sure what will happen in the future, but I’ve personally only grown more confident as CH2 has gone on that they’re going to return as a group and return strong. Group releases will probably be slower and they’ll probably all still have a focus on their solo careers, but they seem to really be looking forward to being a group again because they keep bringing it up. They’re all also so insanely ambitious, I’m sure they’re thinking about how to take some of their records back and how to break some new insane record no one even imagined possible. Also their solo careers are just getting started too. We might see Jimin doing that stage he told Hobi he’d do in Antarctica and Taehyung in Hollywood so I wouldn’t be worried about anyone falling behind either.

#ask #anon #bts #i totally get you though #i was really anxious during seven era #but i think ive calmed a lot #staying off twitter for random chunks of time helps so much too #people there really warp your perception on all things BTS #i'm definitely not immune #discourse #also to people who have sent me asks #i will totally get to them!#i'm just very slow sometimes 🫶

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