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your-averagewriter · 10 months

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Imagine the Spiderverse characters meeting Miguel's assistant

Including: Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar Miguel O'Hara, Peter B. Parker

Miles Morales - Miles is taken to meet Miguel and he was warned of his cold exterior but he wasn't warned about Miguel's assistant and her bubbly persona. You walk in and instantly his eyes are diverted from Miguel to you as you introduce yourself. You smile at the group and apologise for Miguel's bad mood as well as shaking Miles' hand upon meeting him and he swears he'll never wash that hand. Now he definitely wants to joining the Spider Society if he gets to see you everyday, after a while he comes back to see you asking you cute little questions and using bad pick up lines.

Gwen Stacy - Gwen also meets you when meeting with Miguel except it's not in his office, it's when she is 'enlisted' to the Spider Society. You saved her from the anomaly and whilst you did, she couldn't tear her eyes off of you and didn't snap out of it until Miguel was shouting at her to help. Afterwards, every time she saw Miguel, you'd be near (as his assistant) and she'd make up excuses to get to talk to you despite her awkward exterior. This includes 'bumping' into you when you go to lunch as she knows your schedule and checking with Miguel for the smallest of things.

Hobie Brown - You were actually the one who spoke to Hobie first at the Spider Society. Lots of people were put off by his 'extreme' exterior but you just thought he looked cool and naturally you wanted to tell him. Hobie was slightly confused by the small woman walking up to him and when you started complimenting his punk pins he was even more confused but also intrigued. He found out you liked similar music to him despite you're 'normal-looking' attire and he basically fell in love with you: the cute girl who liked punk music.

Pavitr Prabhakar - Pavitr was a relatively new Spiderman and was struggling to get to grips with certain skills so Miguel assigned you to helping him as you were of similar age. As soon as Pavitr saw you walk out from the portal in your Spider suit he was hooked and when he saw you take off your mask? He was even more hooked, sticking to your side throughout missions less for the safety aspect but more for the closeness and even after you've finished the short mentor programme with him he still hangs around you at the Spider Society not that you minded. You were perfectly happy having the puppy like boy following you around, keeping you company.

Miguel O'Hara - Miguel had a habit of scaring off every assistant assigned to him but that stopped entirely when you were hired. He expected you to be the same, nervous girl he always gets assigned but when you walked in you brought a couple of empanadas with you (not knowing his obsession with the food) which immediately gave him a good impression of you. After days of you working for him, his harsh stares became softer just for you and he understood the reactions you received from other Spider people that came to meet him. Afterall even he couldn't resist you're cute smile and friendly persona.

Peter B. Parker - When Peter met you he didn't know that you were Miguel's assistant but that probably only made him like you even more. You met when he bumped into you, after all he's not the most self aware of Spidermen. He was surprised to see such a unique Spiderperson as when everyone's wearing the same suit it's hard to stick out but you're kindness and friendliness really melted his heart. He, like Gwen, would make excuses to come and see you, his friendship with Miguel making it easier to come up with things. It's always "I need to show Miguel this new food from the canteen" or "I need to tell Miguel something I remembered about Miles" although he always means "I just wanna see (y/n)" and Miguel always knows.

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AN: I thought I'd try this new format. If you guys would like more fanfics with this format then let me know as I really enjoyed writing this!

I hope you enjoyed reading!

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onginlove · 7 months

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spiderteens headcanons!!! how the spider teens are dating you

I personally want to say I’m so sorry for not posti bc the “once a week” like I said. I’ve honestly been procrastinating and dealing with school work and homework everyday so pls cut me some slack. I promise I’ll try to post more 😭😭 (format is gonna be real ugly bc this is rushed and I got nothin prepared 😭)

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miles would constantly crack jokes and try to get you to laugh. just seems like the typa person he is.

miles have over 100+ pages in his sketchbook dedicated to you. literally, that’s all he draws now.

miles def took you on a swing around brooklyn as a date and for fun. you hate heights but you love being with him 🤭🤭

miles would constantly check up on you. whether it’s through text or physically, he’s just tryna make sure his s/o is ok 🫶🏿😞

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pavitr def takes you to the fanciest restaurants even if it’s just to get some lunch. he wants to make sure you 10/10 love your food.

every now and then, pavitr invites you over to have some chai with his maya auntie (i think that’s what he says 😭😭). his auntie def love u frfr

pavitr just looks at you without you realizing until you turn his way and he quickly looks somewhere else. like he could be staring at you for 10 minutes until you notice him.

“wait, so your saying you got 10?” *turns to pavitr*

*pavitr turns away*

”how long were you staring at me for?”

“to the point where i really needed to blink”

“🤦🏿‍♀️”

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gwen, like i said in my other spiderteen fic, makes songs dedicated to you fr. she even plays the song with the whole band crew bc they know how important it is to gwen.

gwen thought that you and her dad wouldnt get along but you guys click like white rice and ketchup (hey, it’s a good combo. try it sometime.)

gwen loves when you show up to her dance practice. your always there for her moral support 🤭

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hobie is def v protective over you. he tries to make sure nothing happens to you EVER🗣️🗣️‼️‼️

you and hobie would constantly join riots, protests, marches, other stuff like that (BUT NOTHING ABOUT HOMOPHOBIA BC HE SUPPORTS)

you always sat in the front row to hobie’s show (lil ref from spiderman 3 🤭🤭) he would constantly glance at you to make sure ur alright. he even put you onstage once

hobie wants to make sure ur confident in urself so he would constantly give u some affirmations (self projecting). he constantly tells you how much he loves ur body and stuff like that 😜😜🫶🏿🫶🏿

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thanks so much for reading and tysm for almost 300 followers!

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oversizedsweaterss · 4 months

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dysphoric

pavitr prabhakar x trans masc!reader

summary: pavitr comes over to your place and ends up comforting you after a rough day

genre: hurt/comfort and a sprinkle of romance

warnings: mentions/depictions of dysphoria, light swearing, transphobia (use of the t-slur, mentions of deadnaming and misgendering)

a/n: this is based off a short drabble from my ao3 but i decided to extend upon it here. you can read the original here. also there might be some spelling mistakes

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Hot tears rush down my face.

“Why do things have to be like this? Why?” I whisper to myself, holding onto your pillow for any bit of comfort that it can possibly bring.

“I hate this, I hate feeling like this” I lay on my side, still tightly holding my pillow as if there’s no tomorrow. My cold sheets slowly engulf me while I lay down, my hot tears in contrast continue to slide down my face.

Once you hit rock bottom there’s no other place to go than up I think to myself in an attempt to distract myself from the waves of emotions crashing down on me. Still upset but a bit calmer, I sit up and go look at myself in the mirror and am met with puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

“I’m such a fucking mess” I scoff at myself and get some tissues to catch the remainder of my tears and wipe off my face. I toss the tissue in the trash and turn my sink on, splashing my face with cold water and grabbing a small towel soon after to wipe my face off.

Soon afterwards, I hear a light tap on my window from a rock. Immediately I know who it is and take a few breaths, try and put on a happy and nonchalant face as I walk over to my window.

“Pav I swear you’re going to break my window one of these days!” I yell as he swings up onto the roof

“Hey don’t yell too loud! It’s called a secret identity for a reason!” He whisper-yells at me as I laugh at him and let him in.

I close the window and he takes off his mask. I kick the piles of assorted books and dirty jackets under my bed, I swear I would have cleaned up if I knew that he was coming over today. He lightly chuckles at my efforts but still maintains his bright smile.

“So, I was thinking maybe we could hangout tonight! Just going around the town, you could swing around with me!” He states cheerfully. Although I start to feel a bit uncertain about going out, after being upset I just want to stay home.

“What’s wrong? We can do something you’d like instead!” He quickly reassures me after picking up on me being a bit weary about going out

“No, it's fine. I was just thinking about staying home tonight but we can go out if you want” I try to reassure him and play it off

“Mmm, something up with you. What’s up?” Pavitr senses and takes a seat with me on my bed

Just thinking about it leaves a knot in my throat. I want to speak but can’t, so I just look at him and give him a hug. Immediately, he hugs me back and rubs my back in circles. My eyes start watering and I’m met with that familiar feeling of warm tears streaming down my face, my breathing changes as I try to hold back my sobs.

“Shhh, don’t worry. Everything’s gonna be okay” Pavitr whispers into my ear, holding me a bit tighter and continuing to rub my back lovingly.

My breathing calms down slowly and my tears start to leave soon after. I wipe my eyes with my hands a few times and let go of the hug. There’s a small bit of silence followed afterwards and Pavitr holds my hand.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks in a gentle tone, a bit afraid to make eye contact.

I deeply inhale and hold his hand back a bit tighter.

“Today was just, rough” I say

“My clothes felt weird on me, and then these stupid kids kept misgendering me and deadnaming me and everything just piled up inside” I continue, scooting a bit closer to him

Pavitr was upset, thoughts raced through his head. How dare those kids misgender him! Who do they think they are?

Pavitr wraps his arm around my shoulder and holds me close, unsure what to say but hoping his actions can express his sympathy.

“I’m sorry about that, you don’t deserve any of that” he says while trying to think of something better for him to say, maybe something more sympathetic.

“It’s okay Pav-” I try and say

“But it’s not! They shouldn’t be doing or saying stuff like that! You deserve to be happy and be yourself!” He exclaims

“I know Pav, there’s not anything to do about it though. If I do tell anyone like a teacher they just end up getting a slap on the wrist and keep doing it.” I explain back

A light bulb goes off inside Pavitr’s head, he is Spiderman afterall so why not bring justice to the people? He would never say anything about him doing something to bullies though.

Pavitr continues to comfort me and rubs my shoulder before getting up.

“How about we go get some fresh air? Maybe some ice cream along the way too?” Pavitr puts on his mask again and opens the window

“Sure” I chuckle and playfully roll my eyes, following him towards my window.

Once we’re both on the rooftop, I hold onto him as he wraps one of his arms around me.

“Wait” I say and he stops, looking at me

“Just don’t like drop me or anything” I say as we both laugh it off

I put my arms back around him and he holds me close again, not without a kiss on my forehead. He shoots one of his webs and we go swinging throughout the town. I stop at an ice cream shop to get us both some ice cream.

Shit.

It’s almost comical how right after I told Pavitr about me being bullied, my bullies are inside the ice cream shop where I’m getting us ice cream. I try to make this as quick as possible without getting noticed by any of them. I wait in line and try to make myself as unnoticeable as possible.

“Two chocolate scoops, both waffle cones please” I say with a smile and the cashier goes to get them ready.

Right afterwards I start to hear whispers. ‘Oh look, she's here.’ and ‘Tranny’ among other comments. I just bite my tongue and try to ignore them. I politely grab the cones and I walk out. A light summer air hits my face that contrasts with the cold ice cream shop’s air conditioning into an alley near the street.

Pavitr swings down to grab me and the ice cream. We walk on the roof of the ice cream shop and sit down in a spot not easily viewable from the street, he takes his mask off and we both begin eating our ice cream together. He looks at me and I pause for a second to look at him, both of us smiling like dorks at each other.

“Sorry for staring, you’re just really handsome”

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drizzlingcups · 9 months

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Guilty by Association by DrizzlingCups - Multifandom https://archiveofourown.org/works/48979246 via @ao3org

Hobie meets Pavitr and takes him on a ride across the multiverse. He’d thought there was nothing quite like the impulsive decision than making such a commitment to a traumatized stranger.

Is he biting more than he can chew though?

“Hey, mate,” Hobie stood them both up, his hand on the other’s back trying to comfort him still.

He clicked on something on his wrists, and instantaneously, a whirl of colors appeared in front of where a shed should be, blinding lights spiraling at its center.

“What if I make it up to you and take you to ‘im right now? What d’you say about that? Him from other universes. You can see ‘im again.” He’d offered with a comforting smile, a little triumphant at the fact that he finally managed to work through the portal watch without glitching. A recent achievement he had yet savored the glories of.

“You….made your own portal without help from the society?” Pavitr looked awe-struck, and he’d taken it as a compliment. “Yeah. Took awhile. Rummaged through the old Alchemax building for parts. But anyway, what I’m getting at is, you can see your vampire boyfriend again.” He chuckled, trying to bring the mood up.

Pavitr only looked at him with eyes he couldn’t read, tears still rolling down his face. Hobie tried to guess if he looked thankful or offended that he’d offered that.

“No.” Pavitr closed his tearful eyes. “No….I wouldn’t be able to take it, and it wouldn’t be the same.” He answered, and Hobie had to stop himself from clapping at the iron-resolve because he knew he wouldn’t have done as well if he were in his shoes.

“That is the responsible and mature choice. You ought to be proud of yourself.” He smiled, patting his back again.

“I want to get out of here and make it up to you still. How’s about we go multiverse hoppin’? Would that take your mind off it?” Hobie suggested instead, taking Captain Anarchy’s ideas for a vacation into consideration. And what better way to spend it than with a traumatized stranger?

“I don’t think that’ll get it off my mind, but I’d appreciate that so much.” Pavitr wiped his tears away. “Sure, Hobie, let's do it. Let’s travel the multiverse.” He beamed at him, his red eyes changing into shining crescents, and Hobie had to pause for a moment because the way he changed his expressions so quickly kind of freaked him out.

“Alright, mate, you first.” He gestured to the portal as if holding out the door for him.

“Please call me ‘Pav’.”

He smiled at the nickname. “Okay. You first then, Pav.”

The two stepped in the blaring lights, horizontal gravity tugged them forward, and immediately, they were launched into a world where colors bleeded out only the brightest they could.

Their first sight was a field of butterflies and flowers, stretched far and beyond the horizon, lovely pastel-painted hues draping the imagery of it all. The only problem was that the flowers were the same height as buildings, and the butterflies, the size of marsupials.

“Hobie, where the hell are we?” Pavitr looked to him nervously, and Hobie assessed the area entirely clueless. “Beats me, mate.”

The nonchalance in his voice was staggering.

Pavitr’s face changed into that of disbelief, “Your watch? The coordinates??”

“Coordinates? Oh no, ‘m not well adept at all that technical stuff. This watch just takes us to random dimensions.”

Pavitr’s jaw fell down the floor. “It what?! How do you get back to your dimension?” Pavitr stood there almost totally at the loss for words at how reckless this Hobie was.

“Oi, Pav, ‘m not that stupid. I have a go home button.” He pointed at the tiny button by the side of the watch, relief flashing over his companion’s eyes. “This is still pretty wild though.” Pavitr breathed.

“Thought you did your research on me. Should’ve known I’ve got a knack for being a smidge unhinged.” Hobie had tread forward, slapping the low-hanging petals of a hibiscus flower with the exact circumference of thirteen sun hats.

“Yeah well, you don’t sound so cool when you claim you are.” Pavitr had mumbled, following his tail into god knows where really.

“Never claimed to be cool.” Hobie was walking forward aimlessly, wanting to put his heart into the whole multi-dimensional travel experience. He slid through an aloe-vera plant that stood tall like a waterslide, and chopped vines with the thickness of trunks. “But in Spider-punk’s world, ‘unhinged’ is synonymous to cool, so you just complimented yourself.” A voice trailed behind him, its tone always somehow too teasing for one who claimed to be going through grief. It had been singing some lines in a language he didn’t understand as the Jacaranda bowed to them lowly like bells.

Hobie gave him a smirk, “Their cabinet tell you that?”

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I’ve come from my little cave I brought to you a new GoldenPunk fic!!! Had a lot of fun with this one I practically sped through writing it in six days!! I hope you give it a read! Thank you <33

#GoldenPunk #Hobie Brown #Pavitr Prabhakar #Hobie x Pavitr #GoldenPunk fic #GoldenPunk fanfic #across the spiderverse fanfic #spiderpunk #hobie spiderverse #spiderverse #pavitr spiderverse #Hobie Brown fanfic #Pavitr Prabhakar fanfic

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tinkerbelle05 · 9 months

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Can we be more than friends? -

I love you, I have been for a while now - Pavitr Prabhakar x Black!Fem!

"confessing in the heat of the moment, leading to a kiss" (bonus if they're both so giggly hehehe) with Pavitr please!!! thank you!!!

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Can we be more than friends? - Gwen Stacey x Black!Fem!

You and Gwen known eachother for years, and you’ve had a crush on her for a while. During one of your sleepovers, you wake up to y’all cuddling.

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chloesimaginationthings · 11 months

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Spider friends

#myart #chloesimagination #doodles #spiderverse #spiderverse fanfic #marvel #spiderman #across the spiderverse #miles molares #gwen stacy #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #I’m obsessed with these four #They just work so well together

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tonberry-yoda · 10 months

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rats ask for kisses from the spider boys and girls.. i wanna kiss Hobie and Pavitr

AS YOU LITERALLY SHOULD BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE THEM ALL LITTLE KISSES TOO AHHHH! And my two favorite boys??? Heck yes!!! <333 I hope you enjoy the little smooches and have a great day rat anon <3

You couldn't look at Hobie without blushing. I mean GOD, how could a man be born so.... beautiful?

"What're you lookin' at, love?" he asked you with a smirk.

You quickly looked away and felt your face heat. "Sorry."

"Nuthin' to apologize about," he sat next to you and tilted your chin up.

"You're just-"

"Really hot? I know."

You gave Hobie an unamused look and he just laughed at you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

"I don't get why you're so nervous around me all the time," he said, pulling you closer. "I mean, we are together, right?"

"We are?" You turned to him. "But I thought you didn't like labels."

"I don't. But we're together all the time and I wouldn't mind... you know."

You did know and that brought you a smile. "Dating?"

"Sure. Whatever you want to call it."

You two had been sort of dating for a long time, sharing kisses and going on "dates," but neither of you ever put a label on it, so it was nice to finally know what was going on between the two of you.

You gave Hobie a quick peck on the cheek, but he turned to you with a chuckle.

"Lame," he said before cupping both sides of your face and pressing a long kiss to your lips.

God, how could a man be so perfect??

"Race you to the top!" you said, barreling away from Pavitr and up a flight of stairs. The two of you had always wanted to see the top of the tallest building in your city, and because you weren't afraid of heights around him, you were going to do just that.

"No, y/n! Wait for me!" he giggled, running after you. The echoing stomps from every step you took filled the stairwell and your laughter could be heard from outside.

You finally slammed through the last door and looked behind you, sticking out your tongue. "I win, Pavitr! You lo-"

You were interrupted when you lost your footing and before you knew it, were falling to the streets below. You went to scream, but were suddenly stopped. You looked up to find Pavitr sticking a piece of his web to you, terrified out of his mind.

"Don't do that, y/n." he said, pulling you up, panting from being out of breath. "Scared the crap out of me."

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and pressed a bunch of kisses to his face. "You saved my life."

He blushed and smiled. "Next time, be more careful when we're racing, okay?"

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oopwoop · 10 months

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Random Texts W/ The SpiderVerse Kids (Part 2)

pairing(s): e!1610! & e!42! Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy

warning(s): overly fluffy. I wanted some cute loving so -3-. there is one mention of readers gender in one of the e!42! Miles, sorry abt that! I’ll fix it soon!

I can’t add a header due to tumblr’s “maximum of 10 imagines on mobile” ( >д<)

Ik I posted one of these the other day but I have a lot of them in my drafts so I decided to post this today as well.

Send requests! Love you 🫶

#miles morales #miles morales x reader #fanfic #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar #across the spiderverse #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader

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alicequiteria · 10 months

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Pov: They find out you're Latina

Hobie Brown:

This guy will go crazy, but inside, he's always been curious to meet a latina, you're lucky he's by your side asking how your country is, this guy will walk you through the streets with his usual position, hands in his pockets , and ask how your family is, the food, Aah… when he heard the typical food you said, he couldn't help but salivate a little hahaha.

When you mention the characteristics of the country you were born in, he is impressed, but he is always silent, sometimes he raises his eyebrows and:

"Really? I like it, your country is curious. I already know the reason for your warm personality..."

He is also curious to know the typical style of music from his country, I think he didn't like it very much haha, but he also asks about the rock bands in his region, when he hears it he smiles. When he sees you with headphones he says:

" Look, she's really enjoying the music… " — Hobie says approaching you with his hands on his hips.

" Do you want to listen with me? " — you ask with a gentle smile, handing him the phone, he takes it and puts it to his ear sitting next to you, the two of you upside down on top of a huge building that you liked to spend time in .

"Wow… this song is good! It's from your country, they're good!" He couldn't help but nod along enjoying the music.

Gwen Stacy:

She widens her eyes hearing the news, man she is so impressed she can't help but smile, she starts babbling asking thousands of things, and you startle in a fun way, when she gets excited she gets really expressive, waving her hands in circles and stumbling over words.

" Wow! What's it like? Like… Your country, it must be amazing! Especially because you're amazing! "

As you speak she has a funny expression lost in her thoughts staring at you for a while, when Gwen returns to the now, she laughs a little when she realizes she was staring at you, embarrassed she speaks calmly that she loved every word about the place you came from.

Miles Morales:

He yelled… yes he was so incredulous he yelled, Miles quickly covers his mouth and chuckles quietly at his own reaction, if you speak Spanish… he starts to pronounce it, you can't help but laugh when he fails a few pronunciations leaving you embarrassed.

He asks you to teach him when he has a test, you teach him and he keeps looking at you every second seeing your beautiful accent, he has that usual smile, that beautiful and sweet smile.

" Your accent… " — he lets out a laugh at the end

"What about him Miles?" - you get curious looking at him, crossing his arms and arching his eyebrow.

" It's beautiful! " — he starts to feel his face get hot and a slight blush appears on both their faces.

When Rio talks to you in Spanish Miles is so happy to see you making friends with his mother, Rio chatty and you too, two talking nonstop and Miles going crazy… but he was loving it.

Pavitr Prabhakar

You are having tea that Pavitr loves so much, he asks about you, he loves making new friends and wants to know more.

" So Pavitr… I'm Latina and… " — you are prevented from talking to him by speaking over and over.

"WHAT? Latina? I knew it! His facial features don't fool me!" — Pavitr puts the cup of tea on the table, he takes your hands and faces you.

"What happened?" — you ask with a shaky smile

" Get ready darling! I'm going to ask a lot of questions! " — he gently squeezes your hands, his warm next to yours.

You talk about everything and he always comments saying "incredible" or "impressive", he invites himself to your country and you are clearly going to take him.

At a moment in their friendly life, you make tea with typical leaves from your region and he obviously tastes it, this boy loves it so much that he wanted to drink the whole jar!

Miguel O’hara

Miguel was on his floating floor working, he talks to Lyla about the new recruit, when she tells him that you are Latin American he arches an eyebrow with his hands on his hips, an almost invisible smile appears on his face always tense from work hard.

You arrive to introduce yourself to Miguel, you were nervous to see him, you knew the reputation he had, an explosive man full of rules, when he comes down from his floating floor along with Lyla chattering in his ear, he dismisses her so he can speak normally with you, he walks around swinging his huge body from side to side and… does he have a smile on his face? You can't believe it, maybe the rumors are just rumors, or did he go for it?

"Nice to meet you Miguel… I'm y/n" — your voice breaks feeling his strong presence, his huge body making a shadow in front of yours.

" Pleasure y/n welcome… " — his voice was soft, despite being an explosive man he wanted to make a good first impression.

You couldn't help but smile, he was trying to be friendly but his still serious face scared you a little and his huge stature made you a little intimidated. When the conversation goes on to get to know you better, he accidentally lets out a low laugh, he rolls his eyes realizing that he has let his guard down, the subject you were talking about was typical foods, how much he loved empanadas, you are his favorite and that one of his relatives prepared so perfectly, the subject rolls over to Latin dances and music.

Man, you may not know it, but he felt right at home when he spoke to you, and if you spoke Spanish… this man would only speak to you in Spanish.

If you guys start dating, he loves to whisper in Spanish randomly in your ear.

"Mierda mi amor te ves tan hermosa hoy” — he had a hoarse voice, and lets out a purr at the end of the sentence. And it makes you go crazy in the head! 🙊

Translation of his sentence:

"Damn, my love, you look so beautiful today"

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(In case something is different, know that I'm Latin! Just letting you know haha)

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arsonandanxiety · 10 months

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Yall know what's fucking sick.The fact that the Miles Morales/Miguel O'Hara HAS MORE WORKS IN IT THAN MILES SHIPPED WITH ANY OF THE TEENS (it has been confirmed that hobie is a child stfu). NOT TO FUCKJNG MENTION THE FACT THAT HIS MOST POPULAR SHIP IS FUCKING HIM AND PETER PARKER, AND SECOND IS HIM AND PETER B. WTF. I am a multishipper. I need more chaiflower, chaipunkflower, punkflower, ghostchaipunkflower, ghostpunkflower, all of it. Step it the fuck up.

Sincerely, your anarchist

#across the spiderverse #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #ao3 update #ao3 works #ao3 writer #hobie brown #miles morales #miles x hobie #punkflower #chaiflower #pavitr prabhakar #miles x pavitr #miles x gwen #miles x miguel #anti proshitter #atsv

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your-averagewriter · 10 months

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Imagine the Spiderverse characters with a flirty reader

Including: Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar Miguel O'Hara, Peter B. Parker

Miles Morales - Miles likes to think he's smooth and don't get me wrong he can be, sometime he really flusters you but often times it's the other way around. Whilst Miles prefers pre-prepared pick up lines you prefer being more spontaneous and coming up with flirty comments on the spot which somehow always catches him off guard leading to heat rising in his cheeks especially if it's in front of others like Peter (B Parker).

Gwen Stacy - Gwen can flirt, she can flirt well but when people flirt back with her she doesn't know what to do with herself. Imagine you complement her music or style, something more personal and she doesn't know what to say, she's already swooning. It takes ages for her to get used to the constant compliments and flirty comments but eventually she manages comebacks to your comments making you chuckle at the way her voice wavers and her cheeks turns red. Not that you're making fun of her of course, you just find her so adorable!

Hobie Brown - Hobie is a very chill confident person so when you flirt with him, he flirts back easily and often catches you off guard. When you compliment him he usually replies with a "Thank you, darlin'" or "Thanks babes" knowing that pet names are a weakness for you flipping your attempt to fluster him back on yourself. Hobie is also quite a flirty person with someone he likes so you have to be prepared for your energy to matched.

Pavitr Prabhakar - Pavitr isn't flirty but he is very polite and sweet meaning that he's always complimenting your outfit or hair or makeup. But if you try and fluster him with flirty comments he probably not realise your flirty and just thinking your being nice so it will often end with him thanking you with a smile not usually him getting embarrassed although if you're being really obvious and he does pick up on it then he probably will get embarrassed and try to play it off (but not very well).

Miguel O'Hara - Miguel is known for having a cold exterior and not really getting involved with people and most of the time people don't even try flirt with him so when you do he's caught off guard (not that you'd know unless you were looking for the reaction) but then he quickly dismisses the comments. If you're in a relationship then he will be more receptive to your flirty comments sometimes even flirting back (in private). If Miguel does flirt back he will do it well, you will be completely unprepared and get entirely flustered and embarrassed - Miguel allows himself a small smirk at the small success.

Peter B. Parker - Peter is a very sweet, loving guy so if you guys were dating I'd think he would thank you or hug you - it would create some very cute moments. If you're not dating though and it's been a while since he's dated or flirted with anyone then you flirting with him would catch him off guard for a bit but then he'll get a little scared when he realises he likes you as his last relationship didn't end so well. After a while he'd get more comfortable and start flirting back and even start initiating flirty conversations with you.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed reading!

Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar Miguel O'Hara, Peter B. Parker

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onginlove · 7 months

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spiderteens headcanon requests r open!

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#miles morales #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #spiderteens #spider gang #spiderman across the spiderverse #miles fanfic #pavitr prabhakar fanfic #hobie brown fanfiction #gwen stacy fanfiction #across the spider verse #atsv fanfiction

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lovelybrooke · 10 months

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Could I get some platonic yandere hobie brown with a baby punk (teenager, new in the scene) reader? Whether or not they're a spiderperson is up to you!

Makeover (Yandere Spiderverse x reader).

Supper short, but I hope you enjoy. I'm very American and don't know British Slang, so sorry if it's bad. Also, I 100% believe Hobie knows how to do makeup, sorry if you disagree.

"You gotta keep your eyes closed."

"It feels weird." Hobie chuckled at your discomfort. You feel the makeup brush move across your eyelids, resisting the urge to twitch at the feeling.

Hobie tilts your head to continue applying the eyeshadow, his grip not too tight. Finally, you feel Hobie let go of your chin, prompting you to open your eye slowly, assuming he was done.

"Ah! Close your eyes. Not done yet." You groan as you shut your eyes once again. You hear Hobie shuffle around your room, cursing as he looks for something near your desk.

Suddenly, something is being placed in front of you, Hobie taking a seat next to you on the floor. "You can open 'em." Pealing your eyes open, you see your face covered in punked styled makeup. You tilt you head all around, inspecting the final product as Hobie smirks besides you, slapping your hand away as you attempt to touch your face.

"Hey, don't touch, you'll mess it up." You push his hand back, rolling your eyes with a small smile.

"I look silly." You say, feeling awkward under Hobie's gaze.

"You look badass." He speaks. "Trust me. Now let me do your hair."

"No, you've done enough, I'm fine." It already took a lot to allow Hobie to do your makeup, you couldn't handle anything else. You turn to swat him away, his height allowing him to dodge you easily.

"(Y/N)-" Turning to see Pavitr enter your room, you hear him gasp in excitement. "Oh wow! You look so cool! Did Hobie do your makeup? Why don't you let me do your makeup-" Pavitr was rambling, rushing up towards you to see your face more clearly.

"Wanna help with their hair?" Hobie asks, completely ignoring as you try to get out of his grasps. Pavitr nods, moving besides Hobie as he pushes you back into the ground. Hobie pats your head as you cross your arms, frustration visible all over your face.

Fair to say you were going to be here for a while.

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A/n: Hope you enjoy, sorry if you didn't want Pavitr in this, just thought it be a nice addition.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #spider man across the spider verse #platonic yandere spiderverse #platonic spiderverse #yandere spiderverse #yandere spiderman #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #fanfic #fanfiction

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vhstown · 4 months

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henna hearts

— pavitr prabhakar x gn!reader

summary: You never realised how long mehndi would take to do. Pavitr's got all the time in the world for you, though.

content/warnings: fluff, slight hurt/comfort, ambiguous relationship, briefly edited, henna/mehndi maybe used interchangeably

word count: 1.1k

a/n: he's not Real guys he's not (mitski starts playing)

“You're tickling me…!”

“Just how am I tickling you?”

Though you held your laugh behind pursed lips, a snort escaped from the boy in front of you — the boy who was so desperately trying to finish your mehndi before it got too dark for you to go home.

“Pavi, seriously, we're not gonna finish if you keep doing that.” You tried to frown, but your face was stuck in the ache of a grin. He probably felt the same.

“I'm just trying to keep your arm straight!”

“It is straight!”

“It won't be when I have to do the other side.” You gave him a dubious look, and he seemed to mirror it.

“You're doing my whole arm?”

“I wanted to, but…”

“But what?”

Pavitr's gave you one of those unreadable smiles which you could never tell were teasing or not, looking at you through the dark tousled curls that shrouded his face. Without much thought, you reached out carefully, brushing away his hair with the very tips of your fingers.

His irises caught the colour of the decorative lights around his room, and the way his expression softened made it seem like he was looking at you with all the tenderness in the world. It was hard to look away, and you felt your heart squeeze with embarrassment as a quiet laugh escaped his lips.

“But what…?” you asked again, hoping your voice didn’t sound weird.

“You’ll probably have to stay if I do.”

“Ah…” You nodded, as if it’d hide your disappointment. “Well, you know I can't, so…”

“I know.” He gently lifted your hand again to straighten it out, the tip of the tube grazing your skin with a coolness as faint as an exhale. As he worked on a flower in the middle of your forearm, you noticed his own hands were stained. Pavitr didn't seem to mind, or mention it at all, so you decided to let him focus.

There was a silence between you two, all except for the muffled clatter of pots and pans in the kitchen, where his aunt was cooking. Well, you called her auntie too; in fact, you'd never gotten so close to anyone as you did Pavitr and Maya Auntie. A part of you hoped it went both ways.

“How'd you learn to do this anyway?” Your question made him lift his head slightly. “Auntie said you’re even better than her at it.”

A quiet chuckle left him, and he finished the flower off with a small circle in the centre. “My cousins at home taught me. They always begged to practice on me anyway.”

“Really?” The image amused you: a bunch of young girls drawing all over a younger and scrawnier Pavitr’s arms ruthlessly with mehndi while he begrudgingly sat still.

“Yep, and then I started doing it for them before Diwali, birthdays… Nothing big, just simple designs.”

You looked down at your arms, decorated beautifully with intricate designs that just somehow connected together. Whenever you thought he was done, he added more flowers and swirls and patterns, and suddenly it felt like the design would be incomplete without it. He was doing it from the top of his head too; if only you could understand how. All you had to do was sit and wait, and take care not to smudge it. Maya Auntie even suggested that you should avoid doing the dishes at home, so the colour would stay longer. Fat chance, you thought, watching how quickly your arm was being embellished.

“And you call this simple?” you muttered, almost shaking your head.

“Anything’s simple when it's for you, right…?”

Suddenly, he winced, but not at you. Pavitr’s hand hesitantly moved away from the part he was just working on, and there was just the tiniest smudge running across one of the petals. Your lips pressed together out of reflex, but you quickly regretted it when you saw the flash of worry across Pavitr’s face. The brightness seemed to leave his eyes; your reaction was the real mistake.

“Wait, I'll fix it,” he said quickly, reaching to wipe it away with the corner of his shirt.

“Hey, no no no.” You moved your hand away, furrowing your brows at him. “Why ruin your shirt?”

“It would wash out,” he replied sheepishly.

“Not for a while.” Shaking your head, you tried to keep yourself calm. Why’d you have to do that? “It's okay, it's just a little smear.”

Pavitr frowned. It was only slightly, but you felt your stomach twist in guilt. All you wanted nothing more than to touch his cheek, reassure him; not without messing up his face, you couldn't. He really wanted to get it perfect.

“You could just get a tissue from the kitchen, or something,” you suggested.

“It’ll dry by then.”

“No it won't, Pavi.”

You tilted your head down at him, trying to get him to meet your eyes. His fingers tightened around your arm, but he wouldn’t look at you.

“I’ll figure it out, okay? It'll still look pretty…”

“Hey, it's fine, it does look pretty—” The words caught in your throat as he reached up with his free hand, his fingertips brushing your face.

“…What is it?” you managed to mumble out, surprised by his sudden touch. His palm moved to cup your face, hand warm. When he opened his mouth, his voice was just warm.

“Could you stay? Just a little longer — it'll be worth it, I promise.”

There were a lot of things you wanted to say to Pavitr, as he waited for your response, but “no” wasn't one of them.

“Okay.” You tried smiling, feeling his palm against the soft of your cheek. “I'll trust you. Just don't tickle me."

There was a slight light-heartedness to your words, and he mirrored your smile. His was always slightly boyish and a little crooked, but somehow managed to hold the entire world in it.

“Thank you, chellam,” he murmured, touch lingering for just a moment before he dropped his hand. You’d never heard him call you that before.

“…What did you just say?”

“Beta!”

Auntie's voice rang out from the kitchen before he could answer, and you caught the playful glint return to his eyes as he turned to shout back.

“I'm almost done!” You raised an eyebrow at him as he turned to look at you again. “Huh?”

“Chellam?” you repeated, noticing the way his eyes, and his smile, widened when you said it.

“En chellam,” he replied, giving your cheek a soft pinch. You couldn’t hold back your snicker this time.

With your heartbeat in your ears, and flirting now in the equation, you knew Pavitr was far from “almost done” with your menhdi. He still had the rest of your arm to do, and a little mistake to fix, but it was okay, you thought. He’d figure it out — for you.

🪀🔭🕸️

@phoenixinthefiles @qiupachups

hey 😊 i don't have anything to say ok bye

oh wait nevermind i do "en chellam" means like... "my darling" in tamil i believe but is not necessarily romantic it's just a casual term of endearment (correct me if im wrong im a coconut)

find my atsv masterlist here !!!

#pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar x you #pavitr x reader #pavitr x you #spiderman india #pavitr prabhakar #atsv pavitr #atsv #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse x you #atsv x you #atsv x reader #atsv fanfic #vhstown

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captain-lessship · 11 months

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His “Sidekick In The Chair” No Longer Pt. 1

a/n: No die hard comic fans come for me but I do know that Toxin (A symbiote) has helped spider man in the comics and I wanted to write something that has the potential to get funny but I will warn you, there is a sad bit in this part.

CW: Possible Spoilers (idk i know not everyone has watch the movie or read the comics)

“Every superhero has a sidekick!” He whined.

Your best friend, Pavitr, had offered to walk you home and had talked non-stop about you helping him.

“Pav,” you turned around, fully ready to shut him down but you saw the sheer hope and excitement in his eyes, “I- Fine!” You lamented. “But I am not your sidekick, we are equals.”

He smiled widely at you as he slung his arms around you, “I knew you’d agree! Thank you. And sure! You can be a hero too!”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “Besides how hard could it be?”

“About that… we need suits.”

“What?”

“Oh come on, all superheroes have cool suits and besides you can sew!” He said.

“I really really hope that I get side swiped by a car.” You groaned.

“You’ll never get hurt while I am here.” He said, voice trying to be serious.

You were unimpressed, “Let’s hope you never have to use that line.” You patted him on the back.

When you got home, you immediately got to work doodling up a suit that would be fit for your rather expressive best friend and now partner in crime fighting.

You smiled to yourself as you drew and after what felt like hours, you added color. As you stared at the costume, your mind began to wonder, thinking about all the shenanigans and by relation, danger he’d be getting into and you wouldn’t always be there.

You were set on the sidelines: No powers, only your mind to help him. You knew he was smart and wouldn’t purposefully get himself in deep trouble but yet, you still worried.

And your worrying was for the best.

There was now a-

“Hole in our universe.”

A hole in your universe.

“Pav, sweet sweet, Pav,” you held your phone closer to your ear, “Why is there a god damn hole in our universe?” You yelled into your phone.

“Geez, don’t yell! Calm down, it’s being fixed and… I’m sorry.”

You were shocked. It wasn’t that Pavitr never apologized, it was that he never apologized without adding on why it wasn’t his bad.

“It’s- Pav, it wasn’t your fault. You are not responsible for other people’s actions.”

“I know, I know but I feel partially responsible: it’s my city. And there’s a hole in it.”

“It’s being fixed, it’ll be okay.”

A sudden knock on your window made you jumped and you turned in your chair to see him. You walked to your window and opened it.

He tumbled in and slumped to your bed, still in his Spider-Man suit. You sighed as you walked over and sat beside his face down figure, “So is this a ‘Leave me alone for five minutes and bring me tea’ or a ‘I am just being dramatic’ ?”

“I am not dramatic!” He shouted at you.

You just stared at him as he jerked his mask off, a very angry and hit look painted across his face.

“You know what?” He stood up, “Forget it! You don’t know the half of it!”

“Oh what don’t I know?” You said, feeling yourself become annoyed.

“What it is to be an actual superhero!”

It cut you deeper than it should’ve. There was just something about the way he said it that made you believe that he never thought you were more than his tailor and direction giver.

Anger filled you, “Oh please!” How quickly could he forget that he would not have been able to do it without you.

“You just don’t! And I don’t expect you to!”

“No, I don’t get the easy part. I don’t get the powers and I don’t get the praise but I hope you can do it without me.”

He stared at you, eyes scanning your face, “I don’t have the easy part. I have to except the fact my life is written out for me.”

“Well, should be easy to live then, the reassurance that it will all be okay must be great!” You folded your arms across your chest.

There was silence for a bit.

“What do you mean without you?”

“You said I wasn’t a real superhero,” you felt your anger subside, “And I got mad.”

He looked at you, “I am just… disappointed in what I now know my life will be like, it’s all already drawn out and I didn’t mean to take it out on you.”

“What will it be?”

“My uncle, and every other Spider-Man’s uncle, were already destined to die. So is a police investigator that I am close to.”

You could’ve swore you saw tears form in his eyes, something that never clouded the face for your sunny spirited friend, “Every Spider-Man has a Gwen Stacy. Every Gwen Stacy falls in love with Spider Man.”

You picked up on what he meant, you walked to him and wrapped your arms around him and felt his body give slightly, sniffing and snuffling noises leaving him. “Every Spider-Man and Gwen Stacy can’t be together, can they?”

He nodded yes, acknowledging that his young love was predestined to end. All you could do was hug him.

You thought about that all through the night. Mind drifting to how sad it must be. Suddenly something touched your foot.

It was cold.

Slightly slimy.

And it was moving.

With a shaky hand you pulled back the cover, revealing a crimson colored mass.

Before you could scream, it began to rise slightly off the bed and a pair of pearly white eyes with a light blue sheen came to the thing that was in your bed.

Fear filled you as words came from the creature.

“Hello.”

“Hi.” You all but whispered.

“Are you frightened?”

“Uh, yea, no offense but it’s not everyday a random blood looking creature appears in my room.”

“I am Toxin.”

“Is there something you need or what?”

“I can make you a superhero. You would want to help your friend, right?” Toxin remarked.

“Okay eavesdropper, but how could you do that?”

“I just need your body. Then you will have all my powers.”

“Could I web swing?”

“We could try.”

“What’s the catch?”

Toxin laughed, “Smart, aren’t we? Well there is one. What you eat, I take half the nutrients. I use your body as a sort of home.”

“It won’t kill me, right?”

“No. What parasite intentionally kills their host?”

“You need a marketing class.” You sighed, “But I guess we could take one.”

“We could.” Toxin smiled widely.

You extended your hand and Toxin climbed onto it, you shuddered slightly at the feeling, “How are you gonna get inside me?”

“Take a deep breathe.”

You closed your eyes as you breathed in through your nose, feeling him slip in your nostril. It felt like when a doctor swabbed your nose to see if you had the flu. You choked slightly, feeling it drip down into your chest. Then the voice came.

“It’s nice in here.”

“Thanks?”

“You’re welcome.” Toxin said, “Now, I request a sandwich.”

“PB & J?”

“Grape jelly.”

“Of course.”

Little did you know who was outside your window, having seen the encounter between you and the alien. It was Pavitr. His watch chimed.

“Canon Event Successful. Continue your work.”

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brightbertalt · 11 months

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hiiii i saw you had your reqs open and i was wondering if i can get some tooth rotting, finger licking fluff for pavitr x gn! or transmasc! reader :0

i saw ATSV and the brainrot for that golden retriever of a human being is insane. there isn’t enough fics on here for my boy 😭🤚

PLEASS I LOVE PAV ❤️❤️❤️❤️ HWRE IT IS FOR MY LITTKE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOY

pavitr prabhakar x gn!reader!!

you sat in the town square, occasionally glancing at your phone. you were supposed to be on a date with pav, but he didn’t show up. it’s been 20 minutes and nothing.

3:02pm

u here?

3:07pm

im sitting by the fountain when u get here

3:15pm

r u coming?

3:20pm

pav where r u? r u okay?

you sighed.

pav was kind of like this, not texting you back. you figured that it was because he didn’t have an attention span, like at all. did he forget? no, he wouldn’t.

but did he? were you waiting for nothing?

you sighed, tapping your foot impatiently on the ground. was he seriously ghosting you? in the middle of town?

all of a sudden, you feel someone grip your shoulders.

“hello! guess who?”

you jump, soon relaxing into his touch.

“oh my god- pav, i hate you!”

“wait do you really?”

pav looked at you with his cute, cute little puppy dog eyes.

“no, no of course not. show up earlier next time! I thought our date was at 3!”

he sat down next to you, immediately wrapping an arm around you. his presence just had a way of making you feel happier.

“sorry priye, i got busy! you know how my volunteer work goes.”

oh yeah! pav told you he volunteered at a dog shelter. you know how those things are right? how they run overtime?

“i know jaanu, let’s just get some chai. let’s relax.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #pavitr prabhakar #pavitr x reader #spiderman #spiderman headcanon #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman india #pavitr prabhakar x reader

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