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Top 12 Goblins

Apparently, last week on Tumblr was “Goblin Week.” I…didn’t even know that was a thing, hence why this post is so belated. XD However, once I learned that fact, I thought it would be fun to do a little list related to the little devils. Goblins are one of the most omnipresent and perennial magical races in all of folklore and fantasy; if you’re making some kind of fairy-tale or fantasy universe, it’s practically a requirement that one includes goblins somewhere. But, like many other such beings of fiction, goblins are something that can change from writer to writer, and artist to artist. Sometimes they are cunning and shifty tricksters, otherwise they are dull-witted near-feral brutes; sometimes they are nasty and nefarious, other times they’re actually not that bad. I’ve always liked seeing how goblins are reinterpreted for different worlds and stories, so…for really no reason, I decided, what the heck? Let’s cover some of my favorites!

Now, before I start this list, I just want to say that there will be some rather well-known and popular forms of goblins NOT included here, such as the ones from games like “Dungeons & Dragons,” or the Final Fantasy franchise, not to mention the anime “Goblin Slayer.” Why, you may ask? Very simply, because I don’t really know much about the goblins in any of those universes, and that, in turn, is because I’m just not very familiar with any of those franchises, in general. So my apologies to anybody who takes a peek at this countdown and feels disappointed those options are not listed here. With that said, these goblins can come from just about anywhere: movies, video games, books, comics, the list goes on. So allow me to show you some of my favorites! These are My Top 12 Goblins!

12. Babes in Toyland (1997).

It is mostly stubborn nostalgia (and a very minor kink crush on the Goblin King, pictured above) that gets these goblins on the list. The 1997 animated version of “Babes in Toyland” is a rather “meh” outing, altogether; not the worst thing in the world, but nothing all that special on the whole, either. In multiple versions of the “Babes in Toyland” story (which changes with just about every retelling), the main villain - Barnaby the Crooked Man - joins forces with a group of dark monsters in the climax, leading to a grand battle as the man-eating beasts attack Toyland, planning to devour every man, woman, child, and sentient cookie or action figure there. In the 1934 film, these monsters were called “Bogeymen.” In 1986, they were called “Trolls.” In the 1997 version, these gluttonous, predatory demons are referred to as “Goblins.” They live in the Goblin Wood, not so far beyond Toyland, and those who enter their domain never return as they are “gobble-ined up” by the hungry beasts. Their king is a powerful, massive, muscular monster with a deep, mighty voice, who longs to find a way to bring his fellow goblins to the magical land for a TRUE feast…however, due to an enchantment of some sort, the goblins can only enter Toyland if they are invited by one of its own residents, which is where Barnaby’s help comes into play. The goblins in this universe are allergic to some forms of light, which can melt them much the way water can melt certain Wicked Witches. I say “some” because sunlight, flashlights, and other such things hurt them…buuuut apparently fire is nothing to them at all. Like I said, this movie isn’t exactly the greatest ever, but I have fond memories of it, and these goblins have always stuck with me.

11. Spiderwick Chronicles.

In both the book series and the film adaptation, Goblins are frequent, pesky antagonists. Carnivorous, treacherous beasts that resemble something of a cross between a toad and a cat, they appear in several stories in various roles…basically all of them evil. Perhaps the most infamous of goblins is Wormrat: the second-in-command to the beastly ogre Mulgarath. Wormrat is a Redcap: a particularly intelligent and nasty breed of Goblin distinguished by their blood-colored headwear. Wormrat has a fairly minor role in the books, but is a major player in the film adaptation, being the secondary antagonist after Mulgarath himself. In the movie he is played by an uncredited Ron Perlman, who, needless to say, brings a lot of fun and ferocity to the vicious Goblin General.

10. Tales of Arcadia.

In this franchise, made up of three separate series - Trollhunters, 3Below, and Wizards (along with a TV movie) - Goblins are the lesser minions of the evil Gumm-Gumms: man-eating trolls who wish to turn the entire world into their personal buffet. Goblins are just as carnivorous, but thankfully, these little devils are nowhere near as large, nor as clever. This, however, does not necessarily make them less dangerous, as goblins are both very fast, and always come in hordes. They rely heavily on strength in numbers, the head goblin in a group - humorously enough - marking their status with a phony moustache. Goblins are formed in bunches from a strange, green gooey substance, and have a strong familial core. Not only are they usually chosen by greater beings to nurture human babies replaced for Changelings (a job they seem more than happy to undertake), but if one goblin is killed - ESPECIALLY the leader - they will not rest until they have literally ripped apart the person or device they believe to be responsible. Goblins can be funny, but one should never underestimate them; they are attracted to the smell of fear, which apparently they find quite appetizing...and while some trolls may be big enough to swallow you whole, you can be certain goblins will be nowhere near as easy in their feeding.

9. That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime.

Throughout this wonderful anime (and the light novels it is based upon), Goblins are a near-constant presence, and they are really the ones who seem to solidify one of the major themes of this series’ story: “don’t judge a book by its cover.” Many of the races and creatures our main character, Rimuru, encounters are ones you would typically expect to be unpleasant or dangerous creatures, such as orcs, ogres, dire wolves, dragons, and demons. However, while there are bad eggs in every bunch, it’s made clear that no one race is totally wicked, anymore than any one race can be totally good. One need look no further for this example than with the goblins and hobgoblins who inhabit the Goblin Village, which is where our story really properly starts and where most of it is ultimately based around. The goblins here are just simple forest folk who simply try to eek by and survive; they’re really not awful creatures, and in fact become the first allies, even a family, to our main character. Some of them, such as Elder Rigurd, his son, Rigur, and the young Gobta are all major players in the series, and it’s always fun seeing them interact with Rimuru and the other main members of the cast.

8. Sly & Gobbo from Noddy.

In direct contrast to the previous options, Sly and Gobbo are about as stereotypical as Goblins get. These twin menaces are the main antagonists of the “Noddy” series: a UK-born children’s franchise that talks about the adventures of a living bobblehead doll, Noddy, and his friends in the charming little world of Toyland (no, not THAT Toyland, we talked about that earlier). Sly and Gobbo - who live in the Goblin Woods (not THAT Goblin Woods, frankly that’s a very overused phrase) - are a couple of fiendish mischief-makers who are always up to no good, causing chaos for Noddy and his friends. They are the sworn nemeses of the local constable, Mr. Plod, and while they’re more a couple of muckle nuisances than TRULY evil, they’re still as sneaky and tricky as goblins can ever be. Gobbo - the one with the long nose - is the brains of the operation, while Sly - the one in yellow - is a dullard who can barely tie his shoes; their interactions are a lot of fun. I used to watch Noddy a lot growing up, and I have very lovely memories of these two goofy pranksters. It’s not enough to land them higher in the ranks, but they’re definitely deserving of some praise.

7. The Harry Potter Series.

While Goblins are a mainstay race in the Harry Potter universe, generally speaking, they don’t really DO much. At least, not within the core canon of the books and films alike. Goblins are here depicted as the masters of the Gringotts Wizard Bank, and they take their work VERY seriously. They’re described as being very clever creatures, especially when it comes to matters of money and metalworking; they not only guard the accounts and vaults at Gringotts, but they are the ones who actively make the money itself. However, for these same reasons, goblins are not always especially trustworthy beings. They can be ruthless, treacherous, and extremely selfish. Part of this comes from the sort of backhanded philosophy goblins have when it comes to their work: in their minds, they make the money, so it SHOULD belong to them, not to the people it’s being provided for. Naturally, others don’t quite share this viewpoint. The result is that dealing with goblins is always a tightrope walk: they’ll do their job, and do it with pride, and you can be darn sure your money and your assets will be secure…but do anything to cause them trouble, or give them any reason to turn against you, and they will happily (and possibly literally) stab you in the back. The only reason these goblins aren’t higher on the list is simply because, again, they don’t really do a whole lot; the most notable goblin in the series is Griphook, a minor character in the early stories who later became an antagonistic presence in the last installment. Griphook is a wonderfully wicked goblin, but even with him there’s not a whole lot to say.

6. Blix & Pox, from Legend.

“Legend” is one of my favorite 1980s-era fantasy films, and a big part of the reason why comes from its villains. Not only do you get Tim Curry as the Devil himself, here referred to as the Lord of Darkness (or, more simply, “Darkness”), but you also get a few nasty goblins as his chief henchmen. One of them is named Blunder, who later turns out to not ACTUALLY be a goblin at all, but a dwarf who - for some not-fully-explained reason - disguised himself as a goblin. (I never really understood what was going on there, to be honest.) The other two henchmen, however, are pureblood goblins through and through. First, there’s Blix, played by Alice Playten, whom Darkness refers to as “the most loathsome of [his] goblins,” with a heart that is “black, and full of hate.” Blix is a typical goblin, with green skin, a long nose, and pointed ears; his voice is a snide cackle, and he loves to speak in rhyme. Joining him is the less typical Pox, a dunderheaded buffoon who resembles an anthropomorphic pig, In a way, I see these two as sort of the darker, more adult versions of Sly and Gobbo: similar relationship, but much nastier in comparison. The only downside to both these characters - and especially Blix - is taht, about halfway through the film, they just…sort of disappear. Despite really being the secondary antagonists after Darkness, and being responsible for a lot of the bad things that happen in the first half, their story just doesn’t get any real closure. Apparently, there WERE plans for Blix and Pox to reappear in the final act of the film, but those fell through the proverbial roof. A pity, really.

5. The Princess & the Goblin.

Widely considered one of the most influential fantasy novels of all time, George MacDonald’s “The Princess and the Goblin” is the cornerstone of many modern goblin stories and portrayals. The tale takes place in a mountain kingdom, where a band of troublemaking Goblins have been banished to the depths of an ancient mine. Determined to get revenge, they formulate a devilish plan to kidnap the Princess Irene (who shall be forced to marry the Goblin Prince) and flood the castle of her father. It is only through the cleverness of a young, miner called Curdie that the goblins are foiled in their crooked schemes. The Goblins in the story are depicted as being an odd mix of both clever and rather dim. They are smart enough to come up with rather elaborate traps and plans, but in direct confrontation, they are not quite as dangerous, and rely largely on their sheer numbers to overwhelm their foes. While the story is mostly a comedic fairy-tale, it does have a few dark moments, as well as many absurd, bizarre moments, which have been likened to the nonsense of Lewis Carroll’s “Alice” stories. The story was adapted into an animated film by UK animation company Cosgrove Hall in 1994. The movie featured several notable English actors and comedians of the time, including Rik Mayall as the Goblin Prince. I only saw this movie once when I was very young, and remember little of it; I’m not sure of the reputation it has, but I do know that the film was a box office failure. This may at least in part be due to the fact that it came out around the same time as Disney’s epic “The Lion King.” Whatever the state of the film, the book is a classic for a reason, and is just as amusing and entertaining a read today as it was years ago.

4. The Goblin Wood.

While not as popular as The Spiderwick Chronicles or the Harry Potter series, “The Goblin Wood” by Hilari Bell is nevertheless an exciting and slightly morbid story that lovers of fantasy (and obviously goblins) should definitely read. The story focuses on a young but generally good-hearted witch called Makenna. After her mother is killed by suspicious townsfolk, Makenna first floods the town in vengeance, then goes into hiding. While seeking shelter in the woods, she encounters a pack of goblins, among them a particularly grouchy little scoundrel called Cogswhallop. After sparing his life, she accidentally ends up forcing him into a life-debt to her (which, for the record, leads to one of my favorite curses ever, as Cogswhallop shouts “May your children be devoured by ducks!” in frustration), and the two begin to form an unsteady bond of friendship that grows closer over the course of the story, as it is revealed that the church is planning to wipe out all “unholy” magic from the land, and that the roving goblins who live in the forest are next on the papalcy’s hitlist. Makenna thus joins forces with Cogswhallop and his people, as they begin to form a rebellion to knock the church down a peg. Cogswhallop and the other goblins are a lot of fun; while they can be vicious little blighters, they are by no means villainous. They’re a bit like the ones from “Reincarnated as a Slime,” except with more “bite,” so to speak. Makenna is a fun heroine, too, and the other characters are all engaging, if sometimes on the simple side. Apparently the first book was so popular it led to two sequels, becoming a trilogy simply called “The Goblin Books.” I have yet to read the second and third book of the series as I type this, but if they are anything as good and as interesting as the first, I can safely say it won’t be too long before I pick them up…

3. Green Goblin & Hobgoblin, from Spider-Man.

I actually might have given these characters the number one slot, except that (unless you count the Ultimate universe), they aren’t TECHNICALLY real goblins. Instead, these are a couple of supervillains with a sort of goblin theme. The Green Goblin, of course, is Spider-Man’s infamous arch-nemesis; the identity was first adopted by Norman Osborn, a scientist and industrialist who developed a dark and deranged alter-ego while experimenting with unstable chemicals. Other Green Goblins would follow in his stead, including his own son, Harry; Peter Parker’s best friend who would eventually redeem himself by sacrificing his own life trying to save the people he cared for most. The legacy would continue further with the mysterious Hobgoblin: a brand new villain with similar abilities whose long-running career of crime was filled with numerous twists and turns, as Spidey tried to figure out who the Hobgoblin truly was beneath his hood and mask. The culprit turned out to be the power-hungry Roderick Kingsley, who adapted Osborn’s gear and methods for his own evil ends. Both are classic Spider-Man villains with large fanbases, and while they may not be ACTUAL goblins (at least not typically speaking), it’s hard to think of the word “goblin” or “hobgoblin” and NOT think of these two. For that reason above all else, they’ve earned their right to a spot in the top three.

2. The Lord of the Rings Series.

Alongside “The Princess & the Goblin,” perhaps no other take on goblins out there has been as influential as J.R.R. Tolkien’s versions of the nasty brutes. Alternately referred to as both “Orcs” and “Goblins,” these are very different creatures from most takes on the fairy-tale beings that came before them. And yes, before you Tolkien fans start yammering at me, I know that goblins and orcs are TECHNICALLY two different races, but…let’s not be pedantic, okay? They are basically the same thing, and I’ll get to that in a bit here, as it is. ANYWAY…goblins, prior to this were often described as fairly small beings. The typical depiction of goblins as long-nosed, pointed eared little rascals we see in so many versions was a long-standing tradition of much folklore and fantasy up to that time. Tolkien completely shattered that image, transforming the goblins into monstrous beings that were more like ogres than evil elves (though, apparently, elves and goblins are somehow related races). These burly, man-eating monsters were not very bright in most things, but were extremely skilled in the arts of violence, war, and torture. Middle-Earth seems to be crawling with these hideous monsters. They constantly pop up to torment our heroes by the thousands in the books, and in various factions; from the Goblins who live in various underground reaches, to the warg-riding Orcs who march from Mordor, to the Uruk-Hai; essentially man-made “Frankenstein Orcs” who serve the evil wizard Saruman. The dull but war-loving Goblins found in many video games, RPGs, and even some cartoons and comics nowadays probably owe much more to Tolkien’s cruel and ever-hungry monsters than to the scheming imps of MacDonald and earlier storytellers. These are “buff type goblins” at their most elemental.

1. Labyrinth.

No, the magnificence of the late, great David Bowie as Jareth the Goblin King is NOT the only reason. Of course, it is a major, MAJOR part of why this movie takes the top billing, but it is not the only reason. Containing some surprisingly subtle coming-of-age-story subtext, this cult classic fantasy film tells the absurd fairy-tale of a teenage girl named Sarah Williams, who ends up accidentally getting her baby brother kidnapped by Jareth the Goblin King and his monstrous minions. Jareth challenges her to get through his mystical labyrinth to reach the center of the Goblin City. If she can face him there by a certain time, she may have a chance to save her brother, before Jareth transforms him into one of his goblin goons. Thus Sarah embarks on her whimsical adventure, while Jareth and his goblins, along with many other obstacles, seek to impede her progress with all sorts of traps and puzzles. Though not especially well-received when it came out, the film has since been hailed as one of the best fantasy films to come out of the 1980s, and is widely regarded as one of the best works of many of the people involved in it, including Jim Henson, George Lucas, and of course David Bowie as the central antagonist. It’s never explained in the film why Jareth is so drastically different from the other goblins, but he lives a rather lonely existence, and appears to have a rather odd and sometimes chilling love-hate relationship with Sarah. Exactly what Jareth REALLY wants, as well as what he might represent, is left up to interpretation, but one thing’s for sure: he’s easily one of the most fascinating and fun villains of any film, period. The other goblins in the film are fun, too; all handled through masterful costuming and puppetwork, they have certain similar attributes, but also have a lot of variety in their designs. While perhaps not as influential on other interpretations of goblins, the way MacDonald’s or Tolkien’s have been, they are nevertheless unique and fantastic, and with Jareth at the head of their devilish band, it’s no surprise why Bowie and his little imps from Labyrinth take the top spot as My Favorite Goblins. Case closed.

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eyenaku · 2 years

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I found him. Spiders georg

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thearoaceshark · 10 months

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JJBA AU: Jojo's Spider Adventures. Prt 3.

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Johnny Joestar, hijo menor de Charles e Isabell Joestar. Su hermano mayor murió en un accidente de equitación a sus 17 años, cuando Johnny tenía 11. Su hermano era un gran jinete, tal como su padre quería, pero cuando murió sus expectativas se fueron abajo, Johnny entrenó y se convirtió en un gran ginete, pero su padre no lo reconoció como a Nicolas, de hecho lo renegó y siguió repitiendo que "había perdido al hijo equivocado".

Johnny sabía un secreto de su hermano, que se llevaría a la tumba, a Nicolas le gustaban los caballos, pero no le gustaba la forma en la que sus padres lo hacían vestirse, Johnny le preguntó cómo le gustaría vestirse y le mostró unas fotos de gente vestida con chaquetas y púas, y algunos estaban maquillados, le dijo que ese era el estilo punk, y que le gustaría vestirse así. El menor podía ver porque, algo había en ese estilo que era atrayente para el.

Cuando a sus 22 años perdió la movilidad en sus piernas por un disparo, su mundo se vino abajo, más abajo de lo que ya estaba. Sus padres lo terminaron de hechar de su vida, no se le dejó volver tan siquiera a intentar montar a caballo, pasó de ser el gran jinete rico al pobre paralítico de clase media. Fue entonces que recordó el estilo de vestir que su hermano quería.

Vendió la mayoría de trofeos que ganó siendo jinete, y con ese dinero lleno su guardarropa de ropa punk y compro maquillaje también, se empezó a vestir con eso, salió a las calles así, le gustaba, de alguna forma le ayudaba a expresarse.

Llevaba tres años así, había alcanzado una estabilidad económica y estaba empezando a ir a terapia para tratar de recuperar su caminar, lo atendía un médico italiano del que se estaba haciendo amigo, este tenía un estilo medio hippie, pero le caía bien, y su ayuda estaba funcionando de poco en poco.

Todo estaba llendo bien, su médico-amigo-persona con la que coquetea de ves en cuando le decía que debía de ir a terapia por su Daddy Isssues, a lo que le dijo que él también tenía Daddy Issues, no sabía mucho de su pasado pero el hombre se había quegado de su padre varias veces, este río.

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Era un día al azar cuando sintió una picada en el cuello, no le dio importancia creyendo que se trató de algún mosquito, pero horas más tarde se acostó mareado en su cama.

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A la mañana siguiente despertó... Con más vello de lo habitual, y estos eran más platinos de lo normal... Nah, seguramente estaba viendo mal-- espera... Podía verlos con exactitud...

Abrió su ventana y hecho un vistazo, Dios, el mundo nunca fue tan brillante. Jhonny podía ver perfectamente al señor que estaba frente a la floristeria a 19 m de distancia como si estuviese frente a él.

Cuando cerró la ventana se quedó atascado ahí un buen rato, por alguna razón su mano se pego ahí. Cuando fue al baño a verse, se encontró con que las raíces de su pelo se estaban volviendo más platinado, pero no del todo blancas, si no de un rubio albino. Y cuando se quito su camisa y vio su abdomen, se encontró con un extraño patrón de pavo real enmarcado allí, cuando lo tocó, noto que estaba hecho de pelo. Ugh, que asco, el no era nada fan del vello corporal.

Se tardó aproximadamente 1 hora y 30 minutos en afeitarse por completo, utilizando una máquina eléctrica. Y tardó unos 15 minutos en despegar la máquina de afeitar de SU PUTA MANO PORQUE TAMBIÉN SE HABIA PEGADO LA MALDITA!!

Este día no podía ir peor, menos mal que no tenía nada que hacer... ¡ESO NO ES CIERTO, TENIA UNA CITA *INFORMAL* CON GYRO! ¡¡AAAAAAHHH!!

Se vistió y bañó rápido y llego al punto de encuentro, un restaurante, Gyro, su medico, lo había invitado a almorzar. Menos mal que había empezado a madrugar, eso le permitió llegar a tiempo a pesar de los inconvenientes. Aunque una vez estubo ahí se preguntó si había sido una buena idea salir a una cita con su... Condición. Pero en fin, el ya estaba allí, y Gyro también.

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La cita transcurrió con normalidad, y fue de maravilla, Johnny tenía que ocultar ciertas cosas que se pegaban a sus manos repentinamente y despegarlas sin que Gyro lo notace, pero estaba bien, todo hiba de maravilla... Hasta que en medio de su beso su mano se quedó pegada en el cabello de Gyro...

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Tuvieron que ir juntos a casa y rapar donde su mano se había quedado atorada, terminaron rapando un poco más para que se viera bien.

Gyro inició el tema después de un breve silencio, diciendo que ahora que lo veía mejor las raíces en su cabello se empezaban a ver más blancas, y Johnny le contó como se despertó. Gyro le preguntó si podía lanzar telarañas a lo que lo miró feo por bromear, pero terminaron experimentando y descubrieron que no, el no tenía telarañas.

Johnny estaba muy preocupado, pero Gyro le dijo que el estaría con el, y que encontrarían una solución, les Spiders lo habían logrado, ellos también lo harían. Fue cuando mencionó a les Spiders que recordó a su primo Jonathan Joestar, quien si no mal recordaba era amigo de Robert EO Speedwagon, quien era CEO de la Fundación Speedwagon, Fundación que estaba asociada a les Spiders.

Se lo dijo a Gyro y al día siguiente estuvo llamando a su primo para que le diese una cita con Speedwagon, su primo prometió ver si le conseguía algo y unos tres días después le dijo que habian marcado una cita con él. Si Jonathan ubiese sabido lo que quería su primo lo habría ido a ver el mismo.

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Dos semanas y 5 días después, finalmente llegó el día de verse con Speedwagon, había estado practicando lo que pudo con Gyro para que por lo menos no se pegase a cosas al azar inconscientemente, descubrieron que tenía más fuerza, mejor vista, y que su vello crecía de manera descomunal cada tres días, su cabello ya era completamente platinado, y lo más importante, podía hacerse invisible, a él, a su ropa y a algún objeto pequeño que estuviese tocando.

Speedwagon se quedó sorprendido y llamó al los Spiders más cercanos, Spider-Sun y Star-Spider, oh, y al parecer un nuevo integrante vestido de rosa. Sus voces se le hacían conocidas.

Speedwagon dijo que tal parece habían más arañas radioactivas de las que pensaban, y que el rubio había sido picado por una.

Eso aparentemente sorprendió mucho a Sun-Spider, quien inesperadamente se quito la máscara dejando ver que era su primo Jonathan. Esa no sería la única sorpresa pues el de rosa también se quitaría la máscara, revelando a Hot Pants, su prima.

Cuando Johnny grito primo y prima, la sala se confundió más, tal parece que Jonathan y Hot Pants no sabía que eran primos, oh bueno. La sala casi se lleno de gritos, pero Speedwagon ordenó que se calmaran. Star-Spider dejó escapar algo que sonaba como "Yare yare daze" antes de quitarse su máscara, abajo vio a un hombre japonés con algunos rasgos ingleses, de seguro un mestizo como sus primos Jonathan y Joseph, se presentó como Jotaro Kujo, primo de Jonathan, Johnny recordaba haber oído hablar de él, pero nunca lo conoció porque vivía en Japón.

Le preguntaron que quería hacer con sus poderes, la verdad nunca lo pensó, les pregunto si había forma de revertirlos pero contestaron que por ahora no.

"¿Qué haría con sus poderes?" esa era una pregunta interesante. Le ofrecieron unirse a la sociedad arácnida, podía ser un Spider activo como ellos, o podría ayudar de otras formas, como George, el hijo de Jonathan, o Josefumi, el cuñado de Joseph, quienes tenían poderes pero los utilizaban para ayudar de otras formas menos peligrosas. O, también podía, simplemente seguir viviendo como antes, pero ahora con poderes, le ofrecieron darle entrenamiento y monitoreos de estos gratis para que pudiese seguir con su vida normalmente.

Dijo que lo hiba a pensar.

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Lo hablo con Gyro, no rebelo las identidades de los Spiders que conocía, pero tenía que decirle lo que le dijeron, a fin de cuentas ahora eran compañeros en esto. Gyro le dijo que tomara la decisión que quisiera, y el vería como podría ayudarle.

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La Fundación Speedwagon y el tardaron un mes en terminar la silla de ruedas aracnida que pidió, pero cuando estubo lista fue excelente, y el mundo conoció a Spider-Act.

Fin de la Narración.

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gh0stsp1d3r · 11 months

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hobie brown x O'hara!reader??? her and hobie are VERY VERY different.... shes so lana del rey and quiet while hes being himself <333 but miguels talking to her in spanish asking her why she chose him knowing that their opposites but just wants to see her happy??? have the best day LMFAOOO. im sorry i cant freaking sleep rn... MUAH<3333

LOVE LOVE LOVE. Thank you for this anon

Opposites attract

You silently watched Hobie as he went on a rant, nodding and listening carefully. Just admiring his face.

“I mean, seriously it’s jus’ stupid innit?”

“Yeah.”

He smiled at you “At least I have one person who agrees.” He said, and took a bite of his food.

You laughed and he smiled at your laugh.

“Someone’s happy today.”

“Jus’ enjoying being with you.” You said.

“Me too, me too.”

“Well, I won’t keep you, go back to doing your work, spider-man.” You smiled at him softly, you both stood up. You grabbed the food you saved for your dad, and He gave you a quick kiss before you left to your dads office.

“Hola papá, te traje algo de almuerzo.”

(Hi dad, I brought you some lunch.)

“Gracias. ¿Estuviste con Hobie otra vez?” He took it.

(Thank you. Were you with Hobie again?)

“¿Sí, porque?”

(Yeah, why)

He sighed “No entiendo lo que ves en él..”

(I don’t know what you see in him)

“Es links conmigo y me defiende.”

(He’s sweet. And he stands up for me.)

“Si tu eres feliz yo soy feliz. Pero si te lastima, hazle saber que lo mataré mientras duerme.”

(If you're happy i'm happy. But if he hurts you let him know ill kill him in his sleep)

You laughed “I’ll let him know.” You shook your head and left his office

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #spider punk

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pebblethestone · 3 months

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One Wrong Action ¹

Vox x Reader /alastor's sibling

Summary- your brother shown up after 7 years olny to ask you to help at the hotel and a message for the TV

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One Wrong Action Masterlist

part 1, part 2

Words - 1325

Warrings- swearing

A/n - hello another post hopefully I'll have the other part finished for the next day but we will see I finished writing this one quite fast

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Strolling down the streets of hell as you watch sinners do what they do down here as their eyes watch your every move, your ears twitch a little annoyed with all the eyes on you keeping your lips in a thin line as you carry on heading towards where you were going.

“ah, there you are Y/n, I've been looking for you” you hear your older brother Alastor say next to you as you move your eyes to look at him, he's a little taller than you but not that much you would say.

“what is it that you need brother?” you asked with a dark tone as you rolled your eyes at your older brother as he kept walking with you.

“Well, I think you should come to the hotel with me, for a chef,” he says as you look back at him stopping in your tracks, turning to him fully.

“Ha, you think that I'll go there, then you must be out of your mind. I don't want to be involved in whatever that it that you're doing there, brother” you say as you cross your arms over each other. Watching as his eyes twitch a little his smile stays on his face.

“Why must you always be so rude, my dear /sister/brother/sibling/” You raise your brow at him.

“right so you want me to stay at the 'hazbin' hotel and work as a chef for cooking do you not already have someone there for that” you ask.

“Well you do always cook delicious food as well as your amazing baking skills,” he says as you think it over.

“hmm, I'll think about it dear brother but we will see what will happen” you say as you carry on your way as he disappears.

A couple of days later

You stand at a door as you knock on it, hearing voices on the other side one with a high tone sounds like she is panicking and the other deer trying to calm her down as you look at the watch on your wrist you see the door fly open as you look back up. Right then let's get this over with.

“Hello, I heard that you are looking for a cook, am I right?” you ask as you watch her face light up with happiness as you keep your serious. She invites you in as she talks to you about what she wants to do as you nod your head. Seeing Vaggie keeping her eye on you her grip on her weapon tight.

“so this is Angle Dust” she says as she takes you over to a white and pink, spider-like sinner as he holds his hand out, you already know who he is as he works with Val seeing him a couple of times.

“Hay there gorgeous/handsome, am Angle Dust” you hear him say to you giving him a handshake.

“Am Y/N, it's nice to meet you too,” you say to him as Charlie grabs your arm and pulls you over to the grey moth sinner as she gives you a hard look.

“This is Vaggie, my girlfriend, Vaggie this is Y/n” she says as you look down at Vaggie.

“Good to meet you Y/n,” she says still a little sceptical of you.

“The pleasures mine,” you say before you can say anymore Charlie yet again grabs your arm taking you over to a bar. Seeing Husk and Nifty.

“This is Husk and this is nifty” she says pointing them out as nifty runs around stabbing bugs here and there as Husk stands at the bar.

“Yes, though I do already know who they are,” you say to her as the both of you walk up to the bar, and she gives you a surprised look, making you chuckle a little.

“Did Al not mention me at all?” you say as Husk sees you his frown turning up a little.

“Y/n! It been a while since I last saw you, i do miss your cooking” Husk says looking at you taking a sip our his bottle, and you take a set on a tool.

“So how do you know them?” Charlie asks as she stands next to you.

“oh, yes well Al is my brother,” you say as the whole hotel goes quiet. Charlie's mouth was wide open.

“wait, wait you his sister/brother/sibling?” she says surprised again as you simply nod your head, Nifty running up to you as she climbs up to you.

“ohh Y/n I've missed you so much!!” she says as she tries to hug you.

“As do I Nifty” ruffling her hair up a little as she huffs at you.

“anyway where is that old radio, anyway?” you ask Charlie as she's about to answer, you hear radio static from behind you.

“well, that's certainly no way to speak about your dear brother, is it? And I didn't think that you would be here,” he said with an annoyed tone in his voice. Turning around you see him a tug pulling on your lip as you attempt to annoy him a little.

“Al, why wouldn't I come and help, Charlie seems like a lovely young woman to work with and I would say that her idea to redeem sinner seems a little crazy but I think that it's something that could happen with a lot of work,” you say. Charlie looks up at you with joy as you listen to what she wants to do with the hotel.

“Thank you, Y/n I'll show you where the kitchen is and then I'll give you the key for your room,” he says as she takes you over to the kitchen and you wave a little bye to Al.

“well, uhh, this will need a bit of cleaning but it will do” you say to her as you click your fingers together as shadows figures appear. Charlie looks a little worried about them.

“Don't worry your pretty head, hon, they are not souls, just a part of my power,” you say as she loosens up a little.

“Thank you again for coming to the hotel it means a lot, I'll let you get on what you're doing now,” she says as she takes her leave.

“Alastor, you know I know you've been lurking,” you say as he appears in front of you. Taking a step closer to him

“You left, me for seven years! seven years! and you expected a warm welcome back?” you say but your tone of voice changes carefully watching the small movements of his face.

“And you appear when something like this is occurring, you're doing some shady shit and I want to know, because you're my brother Al, but I want you to stay clear of my person life okay,” you say as you storm passed him. The shadows disappeared leaving only him in there.

A couple of hours later

You lay on top of your bed, of course, they had given you a room right next to you Alastor as you let out a huff of anger, feeling your phone buzz as you take it out of your pocket, you had an old phone no touch screen as you would always end up breaking them it had keypad so you could type it had no camera and no mic in it since you didn't trust it very much. Taking a look at who had sent a message.

Stupid TV head 📺

Hi there y/n we have a yearly meeting soon hope to see you there 😏

It says as you let out a sigh your ex, and you both agreed to stay as Business partners but for some reason meet up every fucking year to talk about it.

Y/n

Yes, I look forward to our next meeting.

You dryly respond to him as you put your phone down on the bed and you decide that you should at least try and get to know everyone.

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Part 2

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#x reader #reader #hazbin hotel vox #vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor x sibling reader #alastor x sister reader #hazbin alastor #alastor x brother reader #hazbin vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox x reader #hazbin hotel

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whydoyoucare866 · 10 months

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hai :3 can i request an enemies to lover miguel o hara fic where they get stuck in a closet together and reader kinda has to sit on his lap because there isnt any space and so after a few minutes of being in there, reader pisses off miguel and miguel kisses them to shut them up and then the rest is history ig 🙇‍♀️

PLS AND THANK YOU! 🙇‍♀️

also pls make the reader speak spanish im BEGGINGGG.

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hi! ofc you can! I did my best! I’m sorry that it sucks and is cringy😀😭

Miguel O’ Hara x Hispanic Reader

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Warnings: Suggestive Language, Maybe a glimpse of smut, and Miguel being an asshole

You were one of Miguel’s first recruits, you had been working in the spider society for as long as it had existed, you and Miguel were close (or you would like to consider that) since you both shared the same culture and language and it was easier for you to communicate with him when your English wasn’t as good as it is (since in your universe Spanish was the predominant language) and he would be one of the few people who could understand your accent or you speaking Spanish when you forgot a word.

He took it as his personal job to teach you English until you perfected it and people who didn’t know you wouldn’t be able to guess that it wasn’t your first language( though sometimes you still would forget words in English or express yourself better in Spanish) you would both mutually bring food for each other or bond over music, so yeah you considered yourself close to him.

That was until he started becoming way more stressed about everything, yeah he has been a sour asshole ever since his canon event, but people were at least able to get small responses and have conversations that weren’t all about work with him, but as the spider society grew, he felt a lot of pressure on him and started drowning himself in work to the point that he would isolate himself for days until he got everything he needed done, he could spend weeks without sleeping and eating, and obviously as he became more stressed his memories started to impulse even worse emotions on him than they did before.

Of course this made you and your other teammates worried about him, so you started to bring him lunch, make sure he slept, and just went to see if he was okay, but you checking up on him started to annoy him as he got more irritating because of the lack of sleep and the accumulation of stress, so one day he just decided you annoyed him and soon that annoyance turned into hatred, or that’s what he thought it was.

This made him become snappy at you and we all know he can be the greatest asshole, at first you’re patient with him, thinking it will pass, but as it gets worse you reach your ending point and lose all patience starting to respond to him the same way he talked to you.

The sudden change weirded everyone out, but they also noticed that ever since you started hating Miguel back, his mood became even worse, well everyone noticed except for you, which surprised everyone since you were one of the smartest people in the spider society.

So thats why everyone refused to go to a mission with Miguel when he asked them to, arguing that they already had a mission, or that they had something really important to do, until Miguel had no other option but to take you and you had no other option but to go with him.

“Do i reaally have to go with him? I mean can’t he just ask Ben instead?” You said to Jess

“Nope honey, Ben has a really important therapy session”

“Okay? so then ask Gwen? Pavitr? Hobie? anyone else?”

“He already did, they’re all busy”

“Then why can’t you go”

“As important as the spider society is, I have an ultrasound appointment today, so I can’t go even if I wanted to”

“Well the world just hates me then doesn’t it”

“Maybe it does, or maybe it’s doing you a favor”

“Trust me, being alone with him is not a favor, i don’t want to be screamed at about how i’m annoying and a fucking- what was the word? uhm una carga? how did you say that?”

“A burden?”

“Yeah that! I don’t want to be called a burden and shit like that”

“You’re no burden, but I’ll tell you what you sound like, a teenage girl, come on, you’re an adult, you can take things in a professional way”

“Well the one that’s childish is him not me”

“Uh huh, well i’ve gotta go, good luck!”

“Yeah whatever”

You were now approaching Miguel’s office while wishing you were dead ‘Puta madre neta me lleva la verga, ahora si ya no tengo de otra más que ir’ (Fuck this shit, now I really don’t have any option but to go), you were starting to grow nervous as you approached his door, you hadn’t been alone with him since your last fight where he directly called you annoying and a burden, but now you had no other option.

After finishing the mission without actually talking to each other unless necessary, you both came back to the HQ, when you arrived it was weirdly quiet and no one seemed to be there doing their duties even if it was not that late, which was really weird, that was until you saw Peter B. approaching you with a worried look

“Hey y/n, have you seen MayDay? I can’t find her, usually it takes me an hour, but it’s been four hours and I haven’t been able to find her and I’m starting to get worried” Peter said to you while still running up to you and then catching his breath

“Oh, um I’m sorry but we just got back from a mission so we haven’t seen anything, but we can help you look!”

“No we can’t” Miguel said

“Yes we can, anyways where was the last place that you saw her Peter?” You said after glaring at Miguel as if looks could kill

“Well, I think it was in that one room that has a closet.. I always forget what it’s called”

“Okay yeah, I know which one you’re talking about, let’s go take a look”

Miguel followed them even if he said he wouldn’t be helping, Mayday being on the loose could press a lot of buttons and break a lot of things and cause a lot of problems, so there he was, inside of the closet with you, while Peter “looked” around the room, until they heard a loud noise of the door closing and now he was trapped inside with you, the worst thing is that because of the lack of space you ended up in his lap.

“Great, just what I needed”

“You know I’m not happy about being here with you either okay?”

“Oh is that so? or was this your little plan to get me trapped with you and to get all up on my personal space”

“WHAT? I would NOT do that, and I do NOT want to be in the same room as you you fucking asshole!”

“Oh yeah am I an asshole? sorry I couldn’t understand you with that accent”

“WHAT? okay now you’re being unreasonable, you want me to say it in Spanish? I will, Yo no planee esto wey, yo no quiero estar en el mismo lugar que tu, yo no quiero que me hables, yo no te quiero hablar y mucho menos molestar tu pinche espacio personal, así que neta hazme un favor y cállate un rato que ya no te aguanto cabrón, neta deja de cagar el palo y de ser un pendejo de la nada y ni me trates de culpar porque yo ni se que chingados te hice para que me odies tanto-“. (I didn’t plan this, I don’t want to be in the same place as you, I don’t want you to talk to me or to talk to you or even less to be all on your fucking personal space, so please do me a favor and shut up a little because I can’t deal with you anymore, please stop being such an asshole out of nowhere and don’t blame me because i don’t even know what the fuck I did for you to hate me so much-) That’s when you felt something on your lips, and it took you some time to realize he was kissing you, Miguel O’Hara was kissing you, you sure as hell felt as a teenage girl, butterflies in your stomach and everything.

On the other side Miguel was starting to get nervous as you didn’t return the kiss, he was starting to pull away and about to say he was sorry and he didn’t mean it when he felt you pulling him close and kissing him again, at first it was just a sweet kiss, but then it started to get heated, he couldn’t help but moan when he started feeling you grinding against him, with each second passing making him harder, he started kissing your neck and sucking “Fuck Miguel- you’re gonna leave marks” but he didn’t care, he continued, hearing your moans was paradise to him, he wanted to take you there so bad, until, they heard a knock “Um guys? are you okay?” Peter B said as he unlocked the door and opened it making Miguel groan in annoyance “This isn’t over.” he said before the door completely opened and revealed a Peter with a smiling Mayday in his arms.

#miguel o’hara x reader angst #miguel o’hara angst #miguel o hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader smut #across the spiderverse #miguel o hara x reader smut #miguel o’hara x reader fluff

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Hobie nurses you back to health.

Feat: the cats

Pairing: Hobie Brown x f!reader / Spider-Punk x f!reader

Word count: 2.2k

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, fluff, description of sickness, established relationship.

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A continuation of this fic but you don't need to read it to understand this one.

*I don't consent to having my work translated/ published on other platforms*

Carefully swinging from building to building, Hobie clutches the fragile bag in his hand, careful not to spill a drop of the precious chicken soup from your favourite deli.

Before he left for patrol in the morning, you already felt the sickness crawling in your throat, so much so you didn't kiss Hobie goodbye that morning, in case you got him sick. He didn't want to leave you alone at first, but you insisted that it's probably just hay fever. And you're not alone, you've got your three little gremlins with you to keep you company.

You know that the city needed Spider-Punk more than you needed your boyfriend. That's why Hobie's so adamant in taking care of you now that his patrol is over, and all seems to be quiet around the city. All his attention is now on you, and making you better.

Hobie finally reaches your flat, he perches himself on your fire escape, peeking through your dimly lit bedroom, he sees your folded form buried under a mountain of blankets. Your air purifier puffs out clouds directly at your contorted face. He hates seeing you like this, he should've taken a break in his patrol, if it weren't for this week's villain, he would've had the time to check up on you.

He feels bad leaving you alone in this state.

Hobie opens your window, a gust of much needed fresh air enters your room, an orange glow hits your face directly.

You groan in your bed when the late afternoon sun shines directly at your sensitive eyes; shielding yourself from the light, you turn around lifting the heavy blankets over your head.

Hobie lifts his mask over his head "Hey, I bought you chicken soup" he softly says in case your ears are also sensitive.

" 'm not hungry" your voice muffled by the blankets over your face.

Hobie looks at the discarded bottle of medicine, empty packets of paracetamol, and a moist rag next to your bed. But no dirty plates or glass near you, you haven't eaten anything since he left.

Hobie sits down next to you, before he settles down, he hears a hiss on top of your body.

Crowley opens his bright emerald eyes, the only thing that Hobie sees of the cat; with the dark blankets and dimly lit room, Crowley's fur perfectly camouflages on top of you. The little dark void stands up as if he's challenging Hobie.

"Oi, we're on the same side, I'm gonna take care of her" Hobie scolds the hell spawn.

Your arm reaches out of the mountain of blankets to pet Crowley, calming him down.

Hobie grabs the end of the blanket, pulling it down to see your face. He touches your forehead lightly to feel your temperature. You're hot, dangerously so, even with his glove he still feels the warmth.

"Fuck lovey, you're burning up" Hobie's voice echoes with concern.

"Hmm?" You look at him with your half lidded eyes. "Hey baby, when'd you get here?" You're delirious, you feel like your mouth's full of cotton, hot air comes out of your nose.

"Shit, we need to lower your temperature" he leaves the soup on top of your side table, tissues and bottles fall on the floor to make room for the warm soup.

He leaves briefly to go to your bathroom, filling up your bathtub with cold water. Crowley makes biscuits on your blanket covered chest.

Hobie comes back, seeing the scene in front of him he stops for a moment to take a mental picture of it. He rushes to you flipping your blankets away from you, Hobie sees in his peripheral that Crowley moved away before getting smacked in the face. That's definitely gonna bite him back, literally and figuratively. He'll apologize to him later, right now he needs to get you to your bathtub ASAP.

When the blankets are pulled away from you, a chill runs through you, a second later heat rushes throughout your body. You feel hot and cold at the same time. The fever clouds your mind; you mumble in Hobie's chest as he carries you.

Hobie carefully sits you down on the edge of the tub, he crouches down next to you with a wet rug in his hand. You can hear the loud rush of water behind you.

"Hnng" You cover your sensitive ears, Hobie sees your reaction, he quickly shuts off the tap, concern on his face.

He carefully holds your chin up so you're facing him. "This is gonna be cold, I'm sorry" he dabs the cloth on your forehead, testing your reaction.

You instinctively flinch away from the cold, "oww" Your joints cry out in pain, every muscle in your body protests against the cold rag. But you don't flinch away when he lays the cold rag against your collarbone.

"That's it, lovey, taking it like a champ"

Hobie opens a couple of buttons on your pajama shirt so he could wipe your chest. He hears a mewl from behind him, Crowley sits elegantly on your countertop, eyes judging Hobie.

Hobie looks over his shoulder, "yeah, yeah I'm being careful" He talks to your cat like he understands his meows.

Crowley answers with a louder meow "Yes, I will wipe behind her bloody ears, d' you think you could do any better?" Hobie raises the rag towards Crowley.

Crowley scrunches his nose at the rag, "I didn't think so" Hobie squares off with your cat, Hobie continues to carefully wipe your arms as Crowley stares daggers at his back.

You stare at Hobie curiously, in your state you have no idea if you're just imagining your boyfriend having an argument with your cat.

You hold on to Hobie's strong shoulder, getting his attention. "Are you fighting with Crowley?" You tilt your head questioningly.

Hobie smiles that you're finally aware of your surroundings, "There's my girl," he pecks your sweaty forehead. "He's being a little shit, that's why"

Your eyes widen "you can understand him?! Is that part of your spidey powers?" You shake his shoulder weakly.

"Love," He pinches the bridge of his nose "I don't even know how to answer that" he squeezes out the excess water from the rag to trickle down on your head.

"Ack! Hobie!" You glare daggers at him, mimicking what Crowley might look like behind him.

"Just a little bit of water," he wipes little droplets off your eye lids with his thumb. "How do you feel? Better, yeah?"

You drop your head on his shoulder with a thud, "tired" you sigh, snuggling further into the crook of his neck.

Hobie hugs you, he kisses the side of your head affectionately, rubbing your back he feels your fever sweat through your thin pajama shirt.

You cringe when you feel him tugging up at your drenched shirt, "I'm sorry, I'm such a mess" your voice vibrates against Hobie's skin.

"Don't be, this is nothing compared to what I've seen 'round pubs" he cradles your head, moving stray hairs away from your tacky skin. "I need to change you out of those clothes, yeah?"

"If you wanted to rip my clothes off, you should have said so" you teasingly said with your hoarse voice.

Hobie chuckles at your sense of humor, despite your sickness. "When you're better, I'll do just that"

Lifting your head away from his shoulder, you stare at him lovingly "I better get… better then" fumbling over your words. You give him your sickenly sweet smile.

After a change of clothes, a much needed toothbrush and change of linens; Hobie guides you back to bed, with Crowley following closely behind.

"Good, the soup's still hot"

Recognizing the packaging of the soup, you instantly perk up "Is that from Tom's deli?"

"Yeah, you should have seen old Tom's face when I came in as Spider-Punk" he sits down next to you as you prop yourself up to a sitting position.

"Did he look giddy?" You make grabbing hands towards the tupperware. You feel a little bit better, still feverish though.

"Giddy as a school girl, he even asked for a bloody selfie" Hobie opens the lid, the familiar savory smell wafts through your room, relaxing your muscles.

You giggle at the mental image, "did he get it? The picture with you?"

"Yeah, in exchange he didn't let me pay for it, even though I was shoving him money"

You imagine the entire interaction between the two, both being stubborn as they are, you would pay money to see it.

Hobie takes a spoonful of the soup, blowing on it carefully before he feeds it to you. You don't protest, even though you feel good enough to feed yourself. Hobie's being so sweet and sensitive you let it slide this time.

You haven't seen this side of him before, sure he's always sweet on you, but this? He's been so attentive to your needs and your pain, you can't help but love him even more. You never heard a single complaint or scolding for making him take care of you, just for that you're already thankful for. You feel his love shine through with every caress, and concerned look.

As you swallow the soup, you can't help when a sob breaks through, fat tears slide down your cheeks.

"Shit, was it still hot?" Crowley loudly meows at Hobie, as if to say: what did you do now? Hobie ignores the cat. "Love, are you okay? Where are you hurting?"

You shake your head, "nothing hurts, it's silly, I'm sorry" you wipe your tears with your sleeves as you avoid eye contact.

Hobie puts down the bowl on the nightstand to carefully cup your tear stained cheeks. "Hey, it's not silly, please tell me. Y'know you can tell me anything" his heart hurts with every tear you let out, "if you're not ready to tell me it's okay, just know I'm here, yeah?"

You finally look at him with a brave face, you exhale and finally let it go "I love you" you feel heat behind your eyes, the fever's crawling up again. "So much Hobie Brown, and it's not the fever talking. It's okay if you don't say it back, just wanted you to know"

Saying it loudly for the first time turns your arms and legs into jelly, the three words send shivers down your spine. And yet you stare at him directly, waiting for his reaction.

He feels slightly offended at your last comment, how dare you think he doesn't love you enough to not say it back to you. "You're a bloody idiot"

Your face falls, before you could think of the worst, he kisses you suddenly, it's messy and fast, your teeth clashing with his, you feel his lip ring against your lips. Pulling away first, breathlessness clings to you, if it wasn't for the flu affecting your lungs you would've lasted longer.

Hobie holds your face tenderly "Fuck you for ever thinking that I won't say it back," He swipes at the beads of sweat on your forehead, "Because I've said it a hundred times in my head. I love you" he kisses your tacky cheeks, "I love you," he pecks your nose, you chuckle at his kisses. "I love you," he kisses the corner of your eye "I love you, so fucking much" he confesses.

You let out a sigh of relief, holding the back of his neck as you guide him towards your shoulder, hugging him tightly you feel the roughness of his suit. He sighs into your hug, he feels a heavy weight lifted off his shoulders. You wish you could hold him in your arms forever, protected and loved.

The other two cats trudge in your room nonchalantly. Hobie feels eyes on his back, he cranes his neck to look at Crowley.

Crowley stares at Hobie, he moves his tail from side to side before he curls against himself. While Crumpet and Teacup jump over to your nightstand to smell your soup.

"He's warming up to you" you sniff while caressing his cheek.

"He watched over you, while I was gone. Can't say the same thing to those two though" Hobie moves his head towards the couple sniffing at your food. "Oi bloody leeches, couldn't even bother watching over your sick mum, huh"

Teacup jumps at Hobie's raised voice, while Crumpet's paw wipes at her face. Hobie translates that action to being ashamed from his scolding.

"Yeah, you better be ashamed" Hobie glares at the two cats.

"Stop picking fights with them" you giggle.

He reluctantly pulls away from your warmth, "they deserve a scolding" Hobie grabs the bowl again "now let's get you up and running again, yeah?"

You nod, grinning ear to ear.

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A few weeks later, with Hobie's help you're finally strong enough to go jogging again. After your run, you head towards Tom's deli to grab your usual. To your surprise, you see Spider-Punk and Tom's picture above the stove, Hobie holding your soup in his hand while his free arm hangs over Tom's shoulders,Tom widely smiles making a peace sign. Tom sees you staring at the picture, he skips over to you, telling the story behind the picture while he shows it off, pride coating his voice. Your smile gets bigger with every wild gesture he makes.

A/n: hope you liked it! And yes Crowley is named after Neil Gaiman's Crowley. As always likes and reblogs are appreciated ❤️❤️❤️

*picture above is from pinterest*

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