#hobi in the specs

[vampirevatican]

if hobie nd miles team up to fight?? ima need like the intro of this to play and daniel to make a track that mixes dj scratching and heavy guitars

[mudp4wzz]

Someone needs to stop me from messing with my spidersona (+ Her prowler and Vulture) ft. Spidey Gwendy doodles and my interpretation of Earth-138 Gwendy

(Maybe I'll finish digitally)

[visions--of--collisions]

a million thanks to neonUFO for this amazing art of hobie and miles hanging out on earth-138!!!! i still can't believe how good it turned out omfg 💛💛💛💛

if you'd like to see more of their work or check out their commission specs, take a look at their socials (bluesky • tumblr)

[keisobe]

all i can just think of are fluffy hobie headcanons w reader who has glasses 🗣️🗣️🗣️ like they would be making out and hobie would be complaining about reader's glasses just keeps knocking on his face (definitely did not think of this because i wear glasses)

— okay as a fellow glasses wearer, i loved this idea sooo much (// ^ ^ //) ♥︎

hobie thinks your glasses are adorable. he has these moments when he’s admiring you and noticing the tiniest details. his favorite one is when your glasses slowly slip to the tip of your nose and you huff in annoyance— pushing them back up. hobie thought it was funny, but he came to find himself adjusting them for you.

with delicate fingers, hobie pushes up your glasses by the hinges until they perfectly frame your face— softly brushing a knuckle over your cheek as a way to ease your irritation.

“wha’ me to get you some goggles instead?” hobie quipped under his breath, brushing your hair behind your ears.

you simply rolled your eyes with a cheesed smile, to which hobie would playfully pinch your cheek as you continue to work.

blessed with perfect vision, hobie had no concept on what it’s like to be forced to wear glasses.

“how many fingers am i holdin’ up?” he would extend three fingers in front of your face, dragging his arm in different directions and distances.

when you tell him that’s not how it works, hobie would simply shrug his shoulders with a lazy smirk.

“wrong. the answer ‘s two.” he would obnoxiously bend his ring finger and wave it on your heated face— earning him a smack to the chest.

and yes, making out with your glasses really gets on hobie’s nerves.

a soft sigh would spill from your lips as hobie grazes his teeth along your neck— his mouth coming back to slot themselves back into its place. he leans in for another kiss and immediately comes contact with the foggy lens of your glasses.

“for fuck’s sake.” he hisses in exasperation, snatching them off your face but still being mindful not to touch your lens, he tossed them on the nearest soft surface.

before you could whine about him handling your glasses like a madman, hobie cups your cheeks and briskly pressed his lips against yours— knocking all the wind out of your lungs. you nearly tipped over by his desperate advancement until hobie wraps a firm grasp around your waist, pulling you closer with a satisfied hum.

“y’know nothin’ can keep me away from you.” he would breathe out in between heated pecks.

but sometimes, hobie doesn’t know the extent to his own strength.

“‘s just a dent babe…” hobie would look apologetic when you patch the temple with lousy tape— your pout making him feel guilty.

he nervously grasped the lenses from your hands and placed them on your face. cringing at the way the lenses slowly tilted to the side as a deep frown settled onto your face.

“see your specs still look… fine.”

don’t worry, he got you a new pair afterwards.

KEISOBE © 2023. please do not copy, translate, or modify any of my work. all of my works are not permitted to be posted on any other sites.

[zapreportsblog]

Let’s Have A Baby

➥summary: Hobie and his girlfriend babysits her cousin and seeing how good she is with kids, hobie decides that now he wants a baby too

➥ Hobie brown x reader

➥ one shot

➥ a/n: heads up I’m high writing this, I was smoking weed

The sun beamed brightly through the curtains, casting a warm glow in (y/n)'s cozy apartment. Hobie arrived with a smile, a bouquet of colorful flowers in hand, ready to spend a relaxing day with his girlfriend. They had been looking forward to this quality time together, away from the hustle and bustle of their busy lives.

As the day unfolded, they lounged on the couch, sharing laughter, stories, and affectionate moments. Time seemed to fly as they lost themselves in each other's company. The comforting ambiance of the apartment created an atmosphere of tranquility that made them forget about the outside world.

Just as they settled into their leisurely pace, there was a sudden knock on the door. (y/n) hesitated for a moment, wondering who could be visiting at such an unexpected time. She opened the door to find her relative, Alice, standing there, with two adorable kids by her side – a baby, Lily, and a bubbly toddler, Max.

Alice looked flustered and explained the urgency of her situation. She had an important appointment that couldn't be postponed, and all the babysitters she had arranged canceled at the last minute. She turned to (y/n) with a hopeful expression, "I hate to ask, but would you be able to watch the kids for a few hours? I promise it won't take long."

(y/n)'s heart melted at the sight of the innocent faces of Lily and Max. Despite her initial reservations, she couldn't resist their charm and, after sharing a brief glance with Hobie, agreed to help her relative out.

“Yeah, sure I don’t mind.”

With Alice's heartfelt gratitude, she handed over a diaper bag filled with essentials, along with instructions on feeding and nap times. As Alice rushed off, leaving them with the kids, Hobie and (y/n) exchanged a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Hobie scooped up little Max in his arms, and the toddler giggled, quickly warming up to his newfound friend. Meanwhile, (y/n) gently cradled baby Lily, who was cooing softly. The apartment soon echoed with the sound of joyful laughter, toys scattered across the living room floor.

Hobie and (y/n) found themselves caught up in the sheer delight of playing tag with Max. The toddler's boundless energy and infectious laughter filled the room, making it impossible not to join in the fun. Hobie ran after Max with a playful glint in his eyes, while (y/n) carried baby Alice in her arms, wiggling her little feet in the air.

•••

"Tag, you're it!" Hobie called out, reaching out to tap Max on the shoulder. The little boy squealed with delight and dashed away, his tiny feet pitter-pattering on the floor.

Meanwhile, baby Alice, who couldn't run like Max, seemed to enjoy the game just as much. She gazed up at (y/n) with wide eyes, her chubby cheeks flushed with excitement. Every time Hobie chased Max around the living room, (y/n) playfully moved Alice's legs as if she were running too. The sight of Alice's gummy smile melted their hearts, and they couldn't help but shower her with affectionate coos and kisses.

As the game intensified, Hobie and Max sped past furniture, making wild turns and laughing uproariously. The apartment echoed with the sounds of happiness and joy, as if time itself had ceased to exist, leaving only the present moment of shared delight.

The little apartment became their playground, and they reveled in the simplicity of the game. No worries about the outside world, no deadlines, just pure unadulterated joy. (y/n) was grateful for these unexpected moments, realizing that sometimes the best memories are made when life throws you a surprise.

After a few rounds of tag, they all gathered in the center of the room, breathless and exhilarated. Baby Alice clapped her tiny hands together, as if she knew she had been a part of something special. Hobie and (y/n) exchanged a knowing look, realizing that their day had taken an unexpected but wonderful turn.

With Max's energy finally waning, they decided to take a break and set up a makeshift picnic on the living room floor. They laid out a blanket and placed an assortment of snacks and toys for Max to enjoy. (y/n) continued to hold Alice in her arms, cuddling her close as they all sat together.

As they nibbled on snacks, Hobie couldn't help but be in awe of (y/n)'s natural way with children. Her caring and gentle demeanor was evident, and it only made him fall even more in love with her. Their eyes met, and in that moment, they silently acknowledged how much this day meant to them – the laughter, the love, and the sense of togetherness.

•••

With the excitement of tag wearing off, the group decided to wind down and enjoy a Disney movie together. Hobie found a classic animated film that he remembered fondly from his childhood, and they all settled on the couch with baby Alice nestled comfortably in (y/n)'s arms.

As the movie started, Max's curiosity got the best of him, and he turned to Hobie with wide-eyed wonder. "Who's that?" he asked, pointing at the main character on the screen.

"That's Simba," Hobie replied with a smile. "He's the lion cub and the future king."

"Why does he look sad?" Max inquired, his eyes fixed on the screen.

Hobie patiently explained, "Simba lost his dad and has to go on a big adventure to find himself and become the king he's meant to be."

Max nodded thoughtfully and seemed satisfied with the answer. But his inquisitive nature wasn't satisfied yet, and he bombarded Hobie with more questions throughout the movie. "Why are they singing? What's that animal called? Why is she wearing a dress?" Hobie answered each query with enthusiasm, happy to engage in Max's curiosity.

(y/n) chuckled softly, admiring Hobie's patience and how he interacted with Max. She couldn't help but feel grateful for having someone like him in her life, someone who not only embraced her family but also took the time to bond with her younger relatives.

As the movie played on, the room filled with a sense of warmth and joy. Baby Alice seemed fascinated by the colorful characters on the screen, her eyes fixated on the dancing animals and vibrant scenery. Every now and then, she would let out a contented coo, as if she were trying to join the conversation in her own baby language.

The movie continued, and Hobie and (y/n) exchanged affectionate glances, their hearts full of love and happiness. Despite the initial interruption to their planned relaxing day, they had found something even more meaningful – a chance to share special moments with the little ones, making memories that would last a lifetime.

As the movie drew to a close, Max leaned against Hobie, his eyes drooping with drowsiness. (y/n) gently rocked baby Alice, and soon, she too began to drift off to sleep, her little fingers curling around (y/n)'s thumb.

With the movie ending, Hobie and (y/n) exchanged a quiet smile. The apartment had transformed into a haven of love and laughter, and the unexpected visit had brought them closer in ways they couldn't have foreseen.

Hobie carefully lifted Max into his arms, cradling the sleepy toddler as they prepared to say goodbye to Alice and head home. But in that moment, (y/n) knew that the memories they created that day would forever hold a special place in their hearts, reminding them of the joy that can be found in the most unplanned moments.

•••

As (y/n)'s relative gathered her children to leave, she turned to Hobie and (y/n) with a grateful smile. "Thank you both so much for watching the kids. I know it was an unexpected request, but I couldn't have asked for better babysitters. You two are amazing with them!"

Hobie and (y/n) exchanged pleased glances, feeling a sense of pride in having cared for the little ones so well. "It was our pleasure," (y/n) replied, gently handing baby Alice back to her relative. "Anytime you need help, don't hesitate to ask."

With that, Alice and Max were on their way home, leaving Hobie and (y/n) alone once again in the tranquility of the apartment. As the door closed behind them, they let out a sigh of contentment, their hearts still warmed by the precious moments they had shared with the kids.

Hobie settled back onto the couch, pulling (y/n) close to him. He grinned mischievously and said, "You know what, love? I want a baby now."

(y/n) looked up at him, a mix of surprise and joy in her eyes. "Are you serious, Hobie?"

He nodded, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Yeah, I mean, seeing you with those kids, it made me realize how incredible you'd be as a mother. And I can't imagine anything better than starting a family with you."

Her heart swelled with love for him, and she leaned in to kiss him softly. "I'd love to have a family with you, Hobie," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "But let's take our time and enjoy each other for now. When the time is right, we'll make that beautiful dream come true."

Hobie smiled, understanding and respecting her wishes. He knew that their love was strong and that they had a lifetime ahead of them to explore parenthood when the timing felt perfect.

They spent the rest of the day in each other's arms, basking in the love they shared. Their hearts were filled not only with love for each other but also with the newfound joy of spending time with little ones. The unexpected visit had brought them closer than ever before, igniting a desire to create a future together filled with laughter, love, and the pitter-patter of tiny feet.

As the evening sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, Hobie and (y/n) knew that this day would forever hold a special place in their hearts. It had been a day of unexpected surprises, of building beautiful memories, and of realizing that their love had the power to create something magical.

With a sense of gratitude for the day they had shared, they snuggled up together on the couch, looking forward to the countless adventures and cherished moments that awaited them in the journey of love and life.

[anarxylo]

hobie brown the genderqueer your are !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

imagine xray specs playing in the background

[staytinyville]

Stay Alive (30)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: none (There will be no update next chapter. Read bottom note.)

A/N NOT BETA. YOU GUYS! Y'all my bad for missing Thursday's update! I live in the US so it was Thanksgiving for us and then the weekend was full of things. So I hope you can enjoy this update!

The day was coming to an end. You had done all your normal duties, tending to Jungkook and Namjoon as well as whatever else the other nurses would have you do. Now, you were waiting in Taehyung’s room with all the other boys. 

There was an anxious buzzing going around the room–both negative and positive. There was an anticipating feeling going through all of them. You were ready to get them far away from everything. Ready to get them to their families they had not seen in a decade. 

“You ready?” Namjoon asked you, placing a soothing hand on your arm. 

“This is it.” You looked up at him, a small smile on your face. “I'm not backing out now.”

You looked at each of the boys, taking note of their facial expressions. 

Yoongi looked calm but you could see the sparkle in his eyes over finally going outside. Jungkook was bouncing his leg in anticipation. Jin kept cracking his fingers, even after they stopped making noises. Hoseok was grinning widely, close to tears it seemed. Jimin was holding onto Taehyung’s hand, his thumb rubbing over the boy’s skin. Taehyung himself had tears welling up in his eyes, his nose red as he sniffled.

“You okay, Taehyung?” You asked softly, walking up to the boy. 

“I'm going to get to see the sun again.” His broken whisper made your eyes fill with tears. “I won't mess this up.” He looked behind you, nodding his head at Namjoon. 

“You got this.” Namjoon smiled at the boy, patting his shoulders. 

“I believe in you.” Jimin whispered to his friend, squeezing his hand for a moment before stepping back. 

Namjoon gave your head a kiss before getting into line with the rest of the boys. You moved to stand next to Taehyung, giving him a bright smile. With a nod from Namjoon, the boy raised his hands moving his fingers around just like Hobi does when dealing with magic. 

You quickly turned around when your head began to twist from watching Taehyung’s light purple mist. As you waited for him to tell you everything was done, you took a deep breath to calm your nerves. You weren’t exactly a theater kid, but you had been telling yourself for days not to panic when telling your co-workers bye. Try your best to act natural–nothing to warrant attention. 

“I did it!” Taehyung exclaimed, turning you around. 

You furrowed your eyebrows when you could hardly make out the animals Taehyung had turned the boys into. You could only make out the small specs on the floor. Leaning closer, your eyes widened as you took in the small creatures. 

“Poison dart frogs?” You spoke up, looking back to Taehyung. 

“Don't worry.” The boy grinned. “They aren't poisonous.”

“I would hope so.” You laughed, holding your hand out to pick all 6 of them up. “They are so cute.” You took in each of their patterns. While their black spots were different, they were all the same shade of light purple.

“Purple?” You questioned Taehyung. 

“It's the color of my magic.” He told you. 

“Adorable.” You smiled, standing back up. “Well, sorry but into the pocket you go.”You spoke to the boys in your hands, moving them lightly into your scrub’s pocket. When you saw them all get comfy, you turned up to Taehyung. 

“Are you ready?” You asked. When you hear his sniffle, you quickly look up at him, seeing tears stream down his cheeks. 

“Don't cry!” You gasped out, moving to wipe his tears away. “I'll get you all out of this.” You whispered to him. 

“I know I'm just so happy.” He cried out, trying to give you a smile. 

“Let's get going then.” You pulled him down to give him a chaste kiss. 

When he gave you that boxy grin you loved so much, you took a step back, allowing him room to perform his magic. With closed eyes you waited for a few moments until you heard the smallest of croaks. Opening your eyes, you smiled at the small frog, leaning down to pick him up. 

With one last coo, you placed him into your pocket along with the others. Checking to make sure there was nothing missing you took a deep breath before gathering your stuff and making your way back up to your office. 

You tried to act as normal as possible, keeping your eyes on your things and trying to look tired. When you got to your desk, you noticed most of the other nurses had already left, two others picking up their things to leave as well. You glanced around for just a few seconds, quickly picking up your purse and pretending to place things inside. 

You had made sure to clean it out for the moment, knowing you couldn’t just keep the boys in your pockets the whole time. So you stuck your hand into your scrubs, counting all 7 frogs before sticking your hand into your purse to allow them more room. Getting the last of your things together, you swung your bag around your shoulder before moving to leave the building. 

“Goodnight, (Y/N)!” A nurse who worked in the main clinic called after you. 

“Goodnight!” You smiled back, waving as you left.

When you made it to your car, with one last look around you turned it on and began your journey back home. While on the road, the anxious feeling did not leave your body. You kept looking behind you making sure no one was following. Not that it really mattered, if they wanted the company could easily look up your address. But you wouldn’t be home for a while. 

The moment you made it to your apartment, glancing each way, you almost tripped going up the stairs from how fast you were going. Unlocking your door, you let out a breath leaning against the wall as you were finally able to calm down some. Carefully putting your bag down, you tipped it over so that the boys could carefully hop out on their own. 

Taehyung was the first to turn to normal, followed by the rest of the boys. Each of their eyes went wide as they took in something that was not part of the facility for the first time. 

“I'm so sorry for keeping you guys in there for so long!” You cried, hugging Jimin close. 

“I was almost squashed by a quarter.” Jin told you. 

The boys began to laugh about their trip, explaining how things were when they had been frogs. You almost began to cry at how excited they seemed, eyes glittering at each trinket you had in your home. They seemed skeptical about certain things but still looked immensely curious. 

It was almost comical to see all seven of them packed in your one bedroom apartment. But it wasn’t going to be for long, you all had to get a move on to avoid being detected. 

“Let me go get my things and then we can head out to my grandpas! Feel free to explore.” You beamed at them. 

Since they all seemed too busy taking in their surroundings, you took the liberty of going to your room to pick up your things. As they all looked through your things–respectfully–Jungkook was the first to move to the balcony doors. His eyes began to tear as he reached out to move the curtain to the side. As the natural light reflected into the living room, he sniffled as a smile overtook his face. 

“What is it, Kookie?” Hoseok asked, moving to check on the boy who began to cry. 

“It's the moon.” He had closed his eyes as he took in the moonlight. “I haven't seen it in years.”

All of the boys turned around, walking closer to watch the crescent moon shine brightly. “It's beautiful.” Jimin spoke softly. 

“My wolf is happy.” Jungkook told them, closing his eyes again. 

“We all are.” Namjoon placed a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. “We're finally going home.” He looked at all of his coven brothers. 

“All set!” You spoke up, coming out of your bedroom with some bags. “I asked my neighbor if I could borrow their minivan.” You told them, watching as they all turned from the patio doors. “So let me go get their keys and we can go. You guys ready?”

You could see how they finally looked normal. Their tense shoulders were not there. The need to give everyone the side eye every time they were spoken to by the company staff. The sad looks they would have when being separated from one another. All of it was gone. 

Now they had hopeful looks. Tears ready to pour out of their eyes from the prospect of getting to see their families and friends from the world they were cruelly taken from. They were finally free. And you were the cause of it. 

“We're more than ready.”

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[literallynharmonia]

“Yall experience sexual attraction? Skill issue.”

PLEASE CAN I STEAL THAT PHRASE IM CRYING AND GIGGLING 😭😭😭😭

Controversial Opinion

I can't see Hobie having sex. Ever.

This isn't directed at anybody but I just noticed something lately that I found interesting.

There are people who headcanon Hobie as Aroace or on the spectrum somewhere but nobody ever explicitly says that he doesn't have sex at all. People always find some roundabout way to say that he still has sex. Something like he still does it but he doesn't hold it in such high regard because of societal expectations on what sex is. Or even he just does it for fun.

Why?

Why can't he just not do it at all?

I thought we were trying to fight the stereotypes and the hypersexualization of black men not further reinforce societal norms on sex?

If this post has upset or triggered you in some way that's probably something you have to address inside yourself and not with me.

[itsparis-07]

Hobie Brown Headcanons!!!

Hobie's fav bands are x-ray specs, death, fishbone, and of course pure hell.

He loves sigikore he's fav artist are lostrushi, Hi-C, and dior5tar.

He loves when you get anything done hair or nails he doesn't care he'll tell you look lovely.

He's definitely AuAdhd he listens to music to stim and sometimes to calm himself down when he's stressed

he's a great cook and baker (he loves salmon and rice and Alfredo)

And I will die on this hill argue with ya momma hoes buuut HOBIE LOVE BLACK GIRLS LIGHT SKIN DARK SKIN IT DON'T MATTER HE LOVES THEM ALL!!!

(so y'all know I had to do my stinka butt because why not again liked and reblogs are really really appreciated and as always stay fresh and stay safe ❤️-paris)

[lotte-s-web]

"wouldn't you like to know?"

call me lotte! ✮⋆˙ 1∎ yrs old . southeast asian . he / they . genderfluid / ftm . aroace spec . actually a blue person . rockstar gf/bf to hobie brown . m.list . ๋࣭ ⭑ request status: OPEN! note that i might take a while to ans tho and that i might not write the req if i dont feel like it ཻུ۪۪⭑ recent works: talk to me. hobie x gn!reader // loser!hobie x reader (hcs). hobie x ftm!reader // backstage w/rockstar hobie (hcs). hobie x gn! reader ₊˚⭑ dni: racists, ableists, pedos, homophobes, transphobes, fatphobes, xenophobes/islamophobes, zionists

writing rn for hobie brown!

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

im like in love w your blog and your headcannons/analysis’ and ive been scrolling for like 15 minutes reading these like holy moly bro you got some good points!!! its so fun to read the stuff u write and it definitely keeps me busy LMFAO, but i enjoy ur hobie stuff too i’ve been wondering why so many fanfics aren’t written the way u described them. like there aren’t any good x readers that are really just… hobie 😭 you changed my perspective a lot thank u pookie pie

making myself heart anon btw bc i dont wanna reveal myself but i want to send u asks

-❤️

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I think Hobie is like the best person to write relationships about cause he's SO emotionally intelligent that it's unbelievable - like really the show of great writers.

Like - I love the idea of him and polyamory, and it doesn't have to be a harm way (that works too), but just being open and loose about terms and it NOT being a drama thing, like that's just how they are and their other partners may chime in occassionally

I've seen SOOOO Many sonas that have amazing QPRs with him too, and that explore the a-spec side of relationships

Plus it's like--- I feel like he's a weirdo, in a good way.

I feel like Hobie is the type to have odd habits and weird quirks. Like finding sleeping upsidedown actually really comfortable especially for the muscles and joints (he's lanky as hell) or buying his S/O boxes of a dozen chicken nuggets rather than a dozen roses because chicken nuggets are infinitely more useful and also delicious.

OR PLAYFUL HOBIE don't get me started on him.

I've started writing for Miguel lately (writing as in - in my head it's all in my head) and I WILL say he's a lot harder to get that Non-Conventional Angle in - but HOBIE

CHEFS KISS

BONUS: With Hobie you can pair him with as man sonas as you want - i gave him two, three if you count his deadpool gothpool (they arent together but...milo counts himself so)

[aroacenezhaanddainsleif]

Hobie honestly gives me the vibes of the (older) aroace-spec friend who's just here for the show.

He helps Pav tease Miles & Gwen, and returns the favor with Pav & Gayatri, but Hobie himself has absolutely zero interest and more or less just watches them because technically free entertainment and makes sex jokes/joking flirts just for the hell of it!!! He's not bullying his friends, he just doesn't get how romance/sex works and instead devotes his time to dismantling capitalism while his friends are being all lovey-dovey

[gutsygremlin]

Currently working on a bottle episode/injury fic in which Hobie and Miguel are trapped beneath a ton of rubble 👽

Here’s a spec of dialogue!! Tell me how I’m doing with character voices, if you please <3

“Alright! Bad news: you guys are trapped at all angles and this joint could collapse any minute now!” Lyla said a little too cheerfully.

“A bloody good metaphor for capitalism, I think,” Hobie quipped solemnly.

“Yeah, except the metaphor could kill us,” Miguel shot back.

“You don’t think capitalism kills bruvie?”

“… fair. Lyla, what’s the good news? Is there any?”

“Right, the good news:” Lyla pointed at a lopsided pile of rubble in the far corner of the wreckage. “You’ve got a perfect dig spot right here. A+ structural integrity!”

Miguel pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alright. Let’s do it.”

[woofwoofwolf]

If you're following me for just spider punk content, then yeah I've started to post a bigger variety of stuff again, so it isn't just him anymore (but you probably noticed that)

fanfic wise I do want to write for him, but if I don't have a lot of inspiration for a character it can be hard for me to. I also don't really vibe with a lot of the hobie x reader community tbh, which sounds really negative, but it has nothing to do with me disagreeing with any sort of take, it's just that most of the fics out there for him aren't the type of thing I like to read, which is totally fine, just a matter of preference- and secondly I'm more used to kind of,,, culty fandom spaces? In the past I've only written for smaller communities and that's just a different vibe, less pressure or smth idk lol

But yeah, if you want to request something small for him that's up my alley- Aro ace spec reader, autistic reader, alternative reader, (specifically jfashion,)- then you are def encouraged to do so, but if you were following me because I primarily reblogged Spiderverse content, then you should probably unfollow me (you have my blessing lol)

[bunches-of-bees]

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Asra - 🔮 

Nadia - 🐐 MC - 🪄

Emile - 🐏

Helio // Elixir // The Dragon Witch - 💜

Doll // Dolly - ☁

Eepie - 🪱

Peter Parker // Spiderman -🖌

Wade Wilson // Deadpool - 🗡

Venom - ⚫

Eddie - 🍡

Bucky - ✨

Cap - ★

Fizz - 🎉

Blitzo - ❤

Ozzie - 💝

Scar - ���

Grian - 🦜

Mumbo - 🎲

Crowley - 🐝

Aziraphale - 🪻

Lance - 🫐

Keith - 🍓

Shiro - 🐧

Pidge - 🍃

Hunk - 🍋

Hobie - 🎸

Shockwave - 🎻

Harley Quinn // Harley - ♦️

Selina // Catwoman - 🐈‍⬛

Pamela // Poison Ivy - 🌱

Talia al Ghul -  🌙

Diana // Wonder Woman - 🦎

Bruce // Batman - 🦇

Damian // Robin - 🪺

Jason // Red Hood - 🪹

Dick // Grayson // Nightwing - 🌃

Thorn - 🥀

Rose - 🌹

Hazel - 🌵

Aribis - 🦆

Hermes - 🌼

Ace - 🐺

Reem - 💚 

Vi - ⚡

Jan - 💛

Outburst - 💥

Grell - 🎀

Alois - 🦋

Ciel - 🔷

Claude - 🟨

Sokka - 🪃

Zuko - 🔥

Ambrosia - 🩷

Qibli - ⏳

Winter - 🧊

Kinkajou - 🥭

Turtle - 🐢

Moonwatcher - 🌒

Peril - ♨

Cricket - 🦗

Blue - 🩵

Sundew - 🍃

Willow - 🌾

Glory - 🌈

Aither - 🧛

Sirius - 🐦‍⬛

Remus // Lupin - 📑

Oliver - 💐

Miguel - 🐻

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It’s not like she doesn’t wonder that about Gwen, too, sometimes. Hobie knows the life of a rockstar. She’s heard about the drugs she was on and wonders if Gwen will try them. The other spiders tell her about their Gwens, too. Hobie never asks them to. She thinks they just can’t help it. They have to notice the way she looks at them when they start talking, but it never gets them to stop. It’s always, “Do you know Gwen Stacy, does her face still dimple when she smiles, does she still hum while she waits for the the subway, does she hold the railing like a dancer.” The only one who hasn’t made a big deal about it is Mayday’s dad. He’d just smiled and said, “She’s pretty great, huh?” and to that, Hobie had to agree. Hobie didn’t know the girl any of them had lost. But she knew the Gwen Stacy with a crooked smile, the one who tapped a beat out, fingers on her thigh, every time she’s forced to wait around, the girl who smashes into villains like she’s still got her drumsticks in her hands and would survive off of corn dogs if Hobie’d let her.

Hobie visits Earth-65