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Miles teacher attending Jefferson's promotion party in ATSV.
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Stupidest move Miguel ever made was giving Hobie a watch. Why would you do that. Why. His name is SpiderPunk why did you think he'd obey anything you say at all did you not hear the name
Like Miguel looked at Hobie and was like ah yes this guy seems to be an upstanding rule abiding fellow here lemme give him the most powerful and advanced technology in the universe
I mean Hobie named the watch 'Operation Bootleg'
Like that's not even a codename he might as well named it 'Operation-pirate-the-hell-outta-anything-this-guy-gives-me'
Are you kidding me. Miguel. MIGUEL.
Hobie probably went home kicked off his boots and grabbed a screwdriver immediately. What else did you think would happen 😐
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𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋
summary 𖦹 hobie taking care of you when you’re exhausted.
contents 𖦹 fluff, male reader, lotsa petnames, hurt/comfort kinda?, reader crying
wc 𖦹 497
a/n 𖦹 a short and self indulgent fic bc i have been going through hell recently and my brain hasn’t been working at all and it’s driving me crazy- it’s why i’m just inactive on here i’m sorry 😭 i really do wanna post stuff but i physically cannot think of stuff. i hope this very small fic can comfort people in the same situation as me
You stormed in the house. The door swung open with a noise and Hobie turned his head in surprise.
“Aye- What’s up, darling?” Hobie was sitting on the couch. He could see the way your eyes drooped and the dark circles taking place below them.
You didn’t even look at him. You limped your way and plopped to the couch, head resting on the back cushion. Your eyes were closed and tears started to flow.
Hobie’s eyes blew open and you could feel the cushion shifting.
“Hey, hey,” Hobie’s gravelly voice spoke in a sweet tone. “What’s happened, sweetheart?” You could feel the cushion shift again, the warmth of his body near you. And then another shift where that warmth went away.
“Can I touch you?” Hobie asked.
The cushion soaked up your tears.
You nodded.
Hobie moved close and wrapped his arms around you, his hand stroking your head. Your arms instinctually wrapped around him too.
“What’s up, darling?” He asked again, ever so patiently.
You sniffled, trying to collect your thoughts.
“I don’t know,” you replied. “I’ve just been so tired and my brain can not work for the love of fucking God.”
You’ve been going through a lot lately. Hobie knew this. It was excessive, really. It’s as if life was really testing you on purpose, and yet, there was nothing you could do about it.
Hobie hummed.
“Gotcha. Jus’ need some time to rest your head, am I right?” You nodded against his chest and sniffled.
“That’s all right, darling,” Hobie reassured, “D’you want me to put on that show we planned to watch yesterday?”
You shook your head. “Too tired.”
Hobie hummed again. “Then…” Hobie paused, thinking. “D’you want to go lay down?”
You sniffled, then nodded.
“That’s great. D’you want me to carry you, love?”
You would’ve said no, but the warmth of his body was comfort to you. So you weakly said: “Yes, please.”
Hobie chuckled lovingly and stroked your head again. “Alright, mate.” He grunted as he hauled you up, holding you by your thighs. “Up ya go.”
You were now face to face and you became self conscious of your crying face. But Hobie smiled so sweetly and kissed you on your nose before walking you to your shared bedroom (You’d decided to rest your chin on his shoulder).
Hobie placed you on the bed before taking his place beside you under the covers. Hobie’s hazel eyes watched you as if you were an angel. He swiped the hair out of your face.
“Can I hug you, angel?”
Your heart felt full. You nodded. “I’d like that.”
Hobie shifted closer and wrapped his arms around you.
“My sweet boy.” Hobie’s fingers stroked your head.
You felt your at home in his arms.
“It’s alright, darling, just rest’ya head, alright?” His arms around you was soothing, protective.
Your eyes started to feel heavy. With him here, it felt like everything will be okay.
He makes sure of it. Always.
#hobie brown x male reader#atsv x male reader#hobie brown#across the spiderverse#across the spiderverse x male reader#spiderman x male reader#atsv fluff#🐰ྀི —xan’s notepad ᝰ.ᐟ
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This is how I've always imagined Solomon and MC's lessons tbh
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I actually believe Lucifer secretly loves the Anti-Lucifer-League.
Y'know how lions and other creatures like that pretend that they get hurt when playing with their cubs to make them feel powerful? I wonder if sometimes it's like that. He swallows a little bit of pride to watch them beam happily for the rest of the day.
Or even if he gets annoyed with their constant shenanigans, it gives him time with both Belphie and Satan, like playing a game with them.
And more than that, it gives Satan more of an opportunity to connect with his family. To have fun. To kind of act on the more immature and playful aspects he never really got to have since he pushed himself to mature so quickly so he wouldn't be looked down upon.
Plus, if I'm not mistaken, I believe it's canon that sometimes Satan and Belphie both do "sweet" things towards their eldest brother and call it a "clever prank" when it's really just them doing something nice or taking care of him.
They're all so silly and sweet.
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Actually falling asleep and waking up with your partner as his sin animal has to be horrifying.
Lucifer - Peacock
I have never seen a peacock irl but I might have a pretty decent idea on how big one might be?? So I think he'd be cuddle size. Just big enough to wrap your arms around him comfortably. Lucifer is touch starved as fuck trust me he's okay with this.
Mammon - Crow
Unless he's larger than a normal crow I'd be concerned about losing him in bed like a beloved stuffed animal. Sleeps in the crook of your neck like a small dog.
Levi - Snake
It is my dream to wake up with a massive reptile cuddling me like a big puppy but I understand why some people would be unsettled by it. He'd coil around you. Perfect weighted blanket substitute
Satan - Unicorn
Suddenly waking up with a horse sounds the most horrifying to me actually??? But cuddling with a demonic MLP sounds metal as fuck. I think his fur would be so soft too. Read to him like this.
Asmo - Scorpion
I personally think Asmo would be an adorable scorpion. Can you cuddle him tho?? You can always cuddle something if you aren't a coward. Probably not without harming him??? but I think letting Asmo chill on a pillow while you pet him will be just as nice.
Beel - Fly
Unless he's the size of a small dog idk how this could work. <- That might be more horrifying than waking with a singular normal fly in your bed? Okay but seeing a tiny fly just sleeping on a pillow sounds kinda cute if you know where he came from.
Belphie - Cow
Look up "cuddling cows" RIGHT NOW!!! I would kill for this experience. I would let Belphie kill me again for this experience.
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Babygirl, your religious\parental trauma is showing
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