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Flirtatious! Hobie Brown who can't help but lean in close to your ear and whisper the sweetest of compliments just to witness the blush on your face.
Flirtatious! Hobie who knows just how much you love it when he calls you by pet names and will use it to his advantage. "You got a sec, sweet pea?"
Flirtatious! Hobie who enjoys the way you throw back the best comebacks to his pickup lines
Flirtatious! Hobie who shamelessly flirts with you as Spider-Punk to the point where news articles are written about spider-punks mystery s/o.
Flirtatious! Hobie who loves the feeling of your breath against his ear when you whisper back how stupid that pick up line was.
But most of all, Flirtatious! Hobie who can't help but smile every time he sees your blush because he knows he's the one who caused it <3
Summary: Miles is grieving and you're the best distraction Characters/Pairing: e42!Miles x fem!reader Word Count: 492 Warnings: use of mami, minor mention of grief, un-edited A/N: None
You'd think with the constant fear and adrenaline rushing through your blood that time might just grace you by moving the slightest bit faster. Yet here you were, clutching your bag tightly as you speed walked through dangerous streets to your boyfriend's house. It was closer than your own and you didn't exactly feel like getting anyone's unsolved illegal business.
'u home yet, mami?'
The text sent shivers down your spine. Miles may have been a dry texter, but that didn't mean you weren't excited to see him, especially with the drama that occurred at work. The sweetest of smiles came to your face as your feet moved even faster.
'just around the corner <3'
Your hands fumbled with the door, using your cut of keys to open it. Once stepping inside you shut the door behind you and made sure to lock it, stuffing the keys back into your bag. You kicked your shoes off and made your way upstairs.
"Miles! I'm back!" You called out, the silence almost unnerving. It wasn't until you heard that familiar base line of a song that your shoulders relaxed. You walked up behind the chair your boyfriend sat on. Your bag was now next to the door, half fallen on the floor. Draping your arms over his chest you leaned in to kiss his cheek. He grew tense for a moment before lifting his headphones off his head and looking up at you.
"Don't sneak up like that." He huffed through his nostrils.
"It's okay, baby." You smiled, pressing your lips to his other cheek, "You know it's just me."
He shook his head. His paranoia would get the better of him some days and you knew that. On days where it was worse, you often found yourself situated in his lap, pressing kisses against his face. Even if Miles wouldn't admit it, he had always enjoyed the feeling of your arms around him. The comfort that came with it.. it was to die for.
"You good, baby? You're quieter than usual." You asked, brows furrowing. "That a new design?" You peaked over his shoulder, glancing at his most recent drawing. Miles instinctively covered it with a blank piece of paper. You were confused, but didn't question.
"Yeah, mami. I'm fine. C'mere." He hummed, spinning the chair once you had taken a small step back. He patted his knee once and within a few seconds you were pulled into his lap. He rested his head in the crook of your neck.
"I just need you." He whispered against your ear. He sounded so sad. It left your heart aching. You understood the weight of his father's death had been pulling him down recently, and some days he couldn't find the words to speak about it.
"You don't need to talk to me. But I'll be here when you're ready.." you whispered to him, kissing his temple.
Sometimes the silence was just what he needed.
What the ASTV Boys Love about you!
Warnings: does fluff count??? Lots of fluff lol, slight mention of panic in Miguel's section, reader is mentioned to know Spanish
Tried keeping it as gender neutral as possible!
Miles Morales
- The way you call him, mi vida. You already knew some (or were fluent) in Spanish. However, you didn't necessarily speak it often. There weren't much times where you needed to other than around family. So, when you first called him 'mi vida' he basically malfunctioned. His cheeks went pink and his jaw dropped, but he snapped back quickly after you called his name. It was so simple but he truly new you were the one.
Pavitr Prabhakar
- Where to start.. This man loves everything about you, from the way you look to the way your mind works. Personally, I think his favourite thing about you would be how you look when you're concentrating. Whether you poke your tongue out or bite your bottom lip, he's so entranced, watching you with the look of a lovesick puppy. He enjoys seeing you so passionate about something.
Hobie Brown
- He loves the way you hold his face when you're fixing a bloody nose or a cut above his eyebrow. Heck, he loves the feeling of your slightly calloused yet still soft hands against his sharp cheeks. The way you're so apologetic when he winces as you're cleaning a cut, but you scold him after just so he knows you're serious. It has his stomach doing happy little flips knowing you care so much about him with just this simple touch.
Miguel O'Hara
- He loves the minimal physical touches you offer. The gentle brush of fingers or a simple caress of his shoulder. It's comforting, but not overwhelming. He isn't huge on PDA, so you not being overly touchy is something he loves so dearly. It's something where touch says more than words. He knows that you understand when he's stressed or upset when you give his hand a squeeze, a gentle reminder to help him ground himself.
Peter B Parker
- He loves your hair. Whether it's short, long, or a mohawk. He loves how soft it looks, the gentle touch to it. His favourite thing is to touch it while cuddling. You could be wrapped up in his arms and he'd somehow be twirling your hair between his forefinger and thumb. It's more of a habit. You know how some baby's play with their hair to go to sleep?? That is exactly what Peter does, but with your hair.
Some designs for Spider-Verse keychains with a vague theme of scifi/robot stuff :)) I can't wait to see how these turn out ^ ^
HI I JUST GOTTA SAY THAT I LOVE YOUR ART I JUST STUMBLED ONTO YOUR PAGE AND ITS SO COOL AND I LOVE IT KEEP DOING ART FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER BECAUSE YOU ARE AMAZING
AAAAA!! <3333 I was having a pretty rough day but seeing this made it like 10x better. Messages like these... they're what I live for (that and funny reblogs). Genuinely thank you so much anon 😭 <33
Have a WIP as a treat!!
Meows Morales... you ask for too much
Forgot to say these can be platonic or romantic it doesn't matter honestly
I've been having the most adorable ideas for a hobie x reader or e42/1610 miles x reader fic but I can only remember 2 rn.
One is where reader is nonbinary but afab and they're on their period. They get really bad gender dysphoria because of their cramps constantly reminding them that they're afab and Miles or Hobie comfort them and it's really sweet and it's all fluff.
My second idea is an Japanese reader who is obsessed with Japanese legends and myths specifically ones that have to do with school like Hanako-san of the toilet (GO WATCH TBHK IT'S AN ANIME BASED ON THAT MYTH AND IT'S SO GOOD) or ones where you have to go to an abandoned building. I would especially love it if during some school breaks you and Miles/Hobie go to Japan and go try and see if those myths are true or not for little dates. You've also been to Japan with your parents who moved from Japan to America ever since you were a toddler so you know Japan more specifically Tokyo like the back of your hand so you show Miles/Hobie around and some really cool restaurants and stores.
I just am really craving for someone to make these ideas a reality but idk if anyone's willing to do this bc it's so specific 😭
i'm side eyeing you if you say peter b is miles' father figure because he already has a father
GUESS WHAT MOVIE I JUST WATCHED??
i LOVE being able to see the difference in the frames per second animation styles here
SPIDER-MIKEY!! happy spooky month yall :>
inktober day 2: spiders
they’re just hangin’
been seeing a bunch of people around saying stuff like "can't wait for Miles to catch a break and get back to his dimension so he can finally relax", meanwhile
The dreams Miles is gonna have once he gets back home:
Across The SpiderVerse Memes
I JUST SAW ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE I AM FRRWKAING OUT IT WAS DSO GOOD
Arms (pt.2)
Miles scrambled through his window, almost tripping in the process.
“H-Hobie! Hey man—what are you, um, what are you doing here?” Miles stuttered as he practically ripped the sketch book out of Hobie’s hands.
Surprisingly, Hobie didn’t fight to keep the book. Even more surprisingly, he didn’t look disgusting, disappointed, weirded out, scared, horrified, or any of the other possible outcomes Miles thought would’ve happened if Hobie found out he drew pictures of his very defined muscles on a daily basis.
Well—that’s going a bit far. Miles drew them often, but not every day. Wait did he draw them every day?
He was brought out of his thoughts by the British accent the man in front of him possessed.
“I was jus’ poppin’ in. Comin’ ta see if you were ‘ere.” Hobie replied. He had either a small malicious smile on his face, or a smirk. Miles couldn’t really tell. He was too busy pressing the closed book to his chest like his life depended on it.
“Cool, cool. Why, uh, were you lookin at my sketch book?” Miles tried to seem cool, and chill about it, but by the way Hobie’s smirk grew bigger, he was definitely failing.
Hobie casually stepped closer as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. “Eh, ya left it wide open on your desk. Couldn’t help myself.”
“Valid excuse. But why would you go through someone’s personal things! That’s snooping y’know.” Miles scolded him with little to no heat behind his voice, as he cautiously set his closed sketch book down again.
Hobie held his hands up in surrender and he stepped to the side slightly. “My bad sweet’eart, won’t happen again.” He calmly stated as he lowered his hands back into his pockets.
Miles mutters a small, “Good.” Before the room goes silent. Miles was looking everywhere but Hobie, so he blatantly missed the way Hobie’s lips curled into a huge smirk.
“So.. you like my arms, huh love?”
Those words alone were enough to make Miles freeze, heat creeping up his neck and onto his face. He stared at Hobie wide-eyed for a moment as he stuttered on what to say.
Hobie barked out a laugh and placed his hand on Miles shoulder, completely not helping with the heat in Miles’ face.
Hobie leaned in close, his voice vibrating as he says, “Been thinkin’ about them for a while, no?”
Miles would be lying if he said he didn’t let out the most embarrassing squeak ever at that.
Hobie chuckled as he slowly leaned away from Miles’ flushed face.
“Your adorable love. I gotta get goin’ though, I’ll see ya around, yeah?” Hobie said as he maneuvered his was over to the window.
A small, “Yep!” Was all that left Miles’ mouth before Hobie climbed out and swung away.
Miles stood there dumbfounded for quite a while.
And if for some reason after that Hobie started leaning into Miles more, wrapping is arms and hands around his body, and overall getting closer to him, nobody mentioned it.
(Second mini fic ever! Woo!! Also dramatically writing the British accent into Hobie’s speech makes me happy. So just don’t mention it😀)
Arms
Hobie was strong. Miles knew that. Heck, everyone knew that!
He was able to catch cars flying towards him at high speeds with ease, he was able to lift a hand full of civilians across an entire town if he wanted too!
Spider-man is strong, obviously, I mean Miles is able to catch flying metal while he swings around in battle, and Pav- Omg, Pav is insanely buff. Miles genuinely thought he was on steroids for a minute when he first met him, that’s how buff he is.
But something about Hobie is… different?
That sounds cliche, Miles knows, but it’s true. For some reason, Miles couldn’t get Hobie’s strong arms out of his head!
The way his hand practically wraps around Miles’ entire waist, how heavy but comforting his arm feels when it’s looped around Miles’ neck and onto his shoulder.
Needless to say, Miles was obsessed. When he would doodle Hobie in his notebook, he’d prioritize the defined muscles on his arms. He’d even spent time drawing those magnetic arms around a human-like figure.
Miles was never going to admit how he was going to draw himself in place of the figure, but decided against it since someone could easily just open his notebook and find out that Miles has definitely been dreaming about Hobie and his arms.
Miles was aware he liked Hobie, he was aware he was Bi, (After some help from Pav and Gwen to figure it out and make him feel comfortable with the label) but Damn. He really was down bad this time.
So you can imagine the horror when Miles came home from a mission, only to find Hobie in his room with those rough hands on his open notebook.
Imma make a part two later on, it’s late for me rn and I have barely slept all week-
(Link to Pt.2 will be here once posted :D)
Hi I’m new around here and this is my tribute to PunkFlower >:]
(So I imagine like Peter B. And Miguel being “second dad”s to Miles, and not liking the fact that Hobie is always around Miles because they think he’s a bad influence, and they see how Hobie flirts with Miles. And Miles is just oblivious to everything around him😂)
(Also in this AU they smoothed everything out, defeated The Spot, and Miguel’s “elite strike team” is still in business, working on catching future anomalies)
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Miles was about to step through the portal when he felt a web hit his back. He was pulled back roughly and he turned to see Peter and Miguel standing there, staring at him.
Miguel: “Where do you think your going?”
Miles: “Uhh to Hobie’s dimension? We were gonna hang out today and-“
Peter: “No. I will not have my first son hanging around a punk like him.”
Miles: *Really really confused* “What???”
Miguel: “For once, I agree with Peter. You’re staying here.”
Miles tried disagreeing, but the portal closed and Miguel started dragging him away. Peter followed and refused to answer any of Miles’ questions. Eventually Miguel forced Miles to sit at a table and do his homework as Miguel and Layla worked on other things.
Miles ended up secretly texting Hobie through his watch (it’s a new feature Peni helped add) and saying Miguel and Peter won’t let him leave the spider-society so he can’t come. Hobie just sends question marks back, then a few minutes later a portal appears and the punk steps out. Miguel never really liked Hobie in the first place, and just glares at him as he walks over to Miles and sits down next to him.
Hobie: “ ‘Ello luv, whado ya say we get outa ‘ere yeah?”
Miles: *Smiling like an idiot* “Yes please!”
Miguel doesn’t even stop them as another portal appears and Miles steps through. Hobie winks cockily at Miguel with a stupid smirk before turning and following Miles.
Once they’re at Hobie’s place, Miles says he feels like his older brother just picked him up from school early for no reason and Hobie just laughs :] Also you know damn well Hobie’s gonna come into the spider-society a few days later, arm lazily slug around Miles, smirking at Miguel and Peter as he walks in. (And yes Miles is oblivious and just keeps talking like nothing’s happening)
(pls help I’m obsessed with atsv and my friends are starting to get tired of me talking about it all the time💀)
(Also I’m a beginner writer and would love tips and suggestions for what to write next!!)
Wanted to draw them!!!! it’s been a while since i rendered faces so it was good practice
Okay My god I am alive, I think I started this account like last summer? I wanna try and write again, and since I’m obsessed with Miguel O’Hara at the moment, I would love to write more marvel scenarios 😔
Give me some fresh miguel and others of the spiderverse requests guyss😩
some spiderverse fic recs!🕷️
don't sit too close to the screen by Raayide
Complete, 1 Chapter, 7,512 Words
Miles is stuck in a time loop around the events of ASTV, the other characters pov's of how different he's suddenly acting.
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Teenage Anarchist by gender_bender08
Complete, 1 Chapter, 3,520 Words
Hobie! Centric, how Hobie ended up in the spider society, why he stayed. Pre ATSV
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New Moves by WildInkling
Complete, 1 Chapter, 3,050 Words
Miles takes up ballet!
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Adopting the Tactics by Positive22
Complete, 7 Chapters, 17,367 Words
Basically: Hobie slowly getting adopted into the Morales household.
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aaron davis and the week of weird portal visits by Quillium
Complete, 1 Chapter, 1,501 Words
What happens after Miles ends up in earth-42
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Spinsta (Spidey Insta) by Ravenesta
Complete, 1 Chapter, 2,103 Words
somehow Spiderman got officer Jefferson's phone number? oh I wonder how *wink*
sketch of my spidersona redback with the atsv gang I did a while ago :P also the way I have wanted to be best friends with hobi so freaking bad since this movie first came out😭😭😭
Should I start writing?? 🤭 I have soooo many ideas I'm going insane soo let me knooowww
*My first writing? Story? Idfk*
"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞"
◈ Context: you're trying to convince miles to let you join him on his Prowler business.
"No, really! i'm so serious" you said with a serious face.
"I'm not buying it. You can't be serious, Ma" You already knew that Miles was dismissive but not this bad. He didn't even look at you. Making you feel all but tinier.
"Do you even know what you just asked me?" He gave you a look that seemed judgmental but genuinely curious at the same time. Still clearly and disbelief that you propose such a thing.
"All I asked, was that I can help you be the Prowler N' shit. You know I'm smart and I scored the highest on every fitness test so you know I'm athletic and come on it's just a huge waste of poten-"
"Ma, this ain't a fucking game!" He looked genuinely annoyed. "This Prowler shit goes way beyond what you're assuming. It's dangerous not only is it dangerous but it's something private. I never should've told you about it in the first place I don't need a sidekick cuz I work alone. Plus how would I be able to live with myself 'f sumthin' bad happened to you. Shit stays on my mind 24/7"
Picking his gaze up from the ground he looks at the buildings in the distance. Having an amazing view of the city from the building where you guys sat. With a sigh, he redirects his attention to you. "Look, I really care about you. More than anything else in this fucking world. And I'm not gonna risk losing everything so you can fuck around. Y'r too important for that..."
Silence filled the atmosphere besides the quiet wind that blows through your hair. "Miles... I'm aware of the dangers of being the Prowler or having any type of association with him. But I care about you more than anything. Plus, y'know I'm too crazy to give a fuck about safety."
You scooted closer to miles with a crazy smile plastered on your face. He still looked indifferent and kept his gaze at the cars riding under his dangling feet. "C'monnnnn Miles!" He didn't change the look on his face or his gaze.
"I'll think about it..."
Why can imagine this actually happening 😭