//Now the arcs poperly kicked off, I needa start tagging the posts involved in it
All posts in this arc from now on will be tagged #the mind of a spider
This arc will include generally disturbing content, pokemon and human injury, flashbacks to tramuatic expereinces and the like, if any of this is not up your alley, block the tag
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guitar lessons
[id: It’s a drawing of Hobie teaching Pavitr how to play the guitar. Pavitr sits criss-cross with Hobie’s guitar in his lap with his tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration and Hobie sits behind him with his hands also on the guitar and a smile on his face. They are both drawn as they are depicted in the movie, Hobie having dark brown skin, wicks, and numerous piercings, and Pavitr with brown skin and wavy hair. Their outfits are also the same as in the movie, Hobie with a leather jacket, plaid and patched pants, a blue shirt, and spiked bracelets, and Pavitr in a red and blue Spider-Man suit adorned with gold. The only difference is Hobie is without his boots, simply wearing blue socks instead. He is outlined in a paper-y texture and the guitar is outlined in yellow. /end id]
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the baby powder thing explained (SPOILERS under the cut)
funny tie-in, epic ratio, just a little joke, right?
No.
He regrets the statement because, between the movies, it came out that baby powder with talc was causing various forms of cancer because it contains asbestos.
You know, the "if you or a loved one has been diagnosed with mesothelioma, you may be entitled to financial compensation" thing. That asbestos. In baby powder and makeup.
All of these articles are recent, but J&J has (allegedly) been aware of this issue for decades, and research into the carcinogenic effects of talcum powder has been going on for years.
It just hasn't made its way into the public eye until now.
Don't buy talc-based baby powder (or makeup). Learn from Spider-Man #2's mistakes.
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hobie x fem! reader
thinking of hobie brown rn…!
hobie who knows you love the height difference between you two and uses it to his advantage. is constantly angling his head upwards, which causes him to purposely peer down at you through his thick eyelashes. you always get flustered each time he narrows his eyes and tilts his chin, and him being the ever so perceptive spider he is, takes notice of your heated cheeks and continues to do so.
whenever he’s near a doorway or a thick frame he lovesss to lay a palm on the top of it, trapping your body beneath his as you ramble on about whatever it is you’re rambling about. he makes sure to nod along while effectively moving a hand towards your plush waist, bringing your figure flush against his own. he plays with the seam of your shirt, and urges you to keep going when you stutter from the sudden change in position.
hobie who loves to annoy you with his British slang. it’s not necessarily because he uses it often that irks you, it’s the fact that you have no idea what he’s saying and he never makes an effort to help you understand. (he actually finds it amusing each time you attempt to guess what he means and is completely off base every single time).
“babe, I’d love ta get ya that shirt you’ve been beggin’ for, but I’m skint right now. try me next week, yeah?” he hummed, kicking his feet up on the railing next to your bed.
“skint? I feel like you’ve used that one before..” you muttered, huffing in irritation by the smug look on hobie’s face, his lips quirked in amusement.
“told ya what it meant last week. thought ya said you could ‘se context clues?”
“whatever bee, maybe you should speak english.”
“‘aint that what ‘m doin’?”
hobie who always has a blunt neatly rolled on his dresser, his ash tray placed gently to the left of it. he often smoked before running off to whatever it is he did when he wasn’t home (he was very unpredictable as he switched it up weekly to “fuck up consistency” whatever the hell that meant).
hobie inhaled gingerly before tilting his head towards his peeling painted ceiling, his fingers lingered tightly on the wood before lifting it to your lips, “want a go?”
you shook your head, nuzzling further into his shoulder, “mhm no, too tired.” hobie chuckled before greedily puffing the joint, shuttering at the burning feeling it left.
“suit yourself love, more for me.”
hobie who you introduce differently to your friends each time you bring him up. one day he’s your boyfriend, the next he’s your significant other, and the next he’s your ‘close friend’. they always question the constant switch ups, but you don’t ever seem to mind. you know where you stand with the man, and to him that’s all that matters.
“so what’s up with you and…..” your friend trailed off, stirring the ice in her drink.
“hobie?” you questioned.
“yeah him, so is he your boyfriend or what?”
“it’s complicated, he hates labels, makes him feel confined.” you replied, shrugging your shoulders as you lay your head on your palm.
“that doesn’t bother you? is he like scared of commitment or something?”
you scoff, lightly shaking your head, “no, he just doesn’t want to contribute to the system.” you answered bluntly, taking another sip of your lemonade.
“the system?” your friend asked, eyebrow raised at the quip.
“nevermind, don’t worry about it.”
hobie who subtly brags about you to his people. loves to show you off, and has no problem admitting he does.
“yeah bruv, my girl jus’ got into her dream fuckin’ college. been workin’ hard for that shit all year, man.” hobie boasted, pushing his hands out in order to bounce off the wall next to him.
“oh my goodness how wonderful! when do we get to meet this companion of yours?” pavitr questioned, flinging his body upwards to keep up with the male to his right.
“eh, don’t know yet, when I feel like it, yeah?”
all in all hobie is so cute and I literally am in love with him!!
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Lemme not even start talking about how hobie would definitely slap up your pussy. Like he’s just made you cum sooo hard and you’re kinda shaking, your eyes literally memorising the back of your skull by how hard they’ve rolled back and he just brings his hand down and gives your pussy a smack to bring your focus back to him sayin some shit like “I’m not done darlin’ cmon”.
He’s so smooth with it aswell it makes you 10x wetter, perfect for him to slide back in.
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