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[hobiebrownismygod]

Hello, and good morning/afternoon/whatever time it is for you.

I will not be writing anything, nor posting anything for a while, as I am currently mourning the loss of a close family friend. Hopefully you understand, and I will not be on this site until I am ready to come back.

I’m so sorry for your loss :( losing a loved one can be a really horrible time in one’s life

I hope you and your family can come out of this stronger

Pls take as much time as you need to recover before you begin writing again, I’d hate for you to get stressed or sad :(

[hobiebrownismygod]

this is the drawing @daydreaming-en-pointe (Nini!!) made for me of her! I'd love if you drew her

if you want any other reference she looks somewhat like tamannah Bhatia lol but with MUCH darker skin and a thinner face lol

let me draw your spider sonas i’m bored

rb wit a pic of them

[hobiebrownismygod]

i wanted to save everyone

[hobiebrownismygod]

I NEED to get my shit together so I can present you guys with my little story about grief, love, time and multiverses. Yes it is a Hobie Brown x OC fanfic. Yes I do love it very much. It's agnsty, though...

[hobiebrownismygod]

Heavenly by Cigarettes After Sex playing softly in the background as Miles softly lines Hobie’s eyes in soft, dark liner, eyes locked onto his as they murmur soft lyrics, free hand intertwined

-Jsauce

FLOWERPUNK FOR THE WIN

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AWWW

[hobiebrownismygod]

yay!! At least you have company!!

Backs agains :3

Hope your having a wonderful day / evening / night !!

Currently going to hospital but hope your okay :]

im having a great day so far thank you!!

WHY ARE YOU GOING TO THE HOSPITAL?? WHAT HAPPENED?? WHY IS EVERYONE HURT NOWAWADAYS 😭 ARE YOU OKAY??

[hobiebrownismygod]

awww I’m sorry :(( I hope u feel better soon!!

Backs agains :3

Hope your having a wonderful day / evening / night !!

Currently going to hospital but hope your okay :]

im having a great day so far thank you!!

WHY ARE YOU GOING TO THE HOSPITAL?? WHAT HAPPENED?? WHY IS EVERYONE HURT NOWAWADAYS 😭 ARE YOU OKAY??

[hobiebrownismygod]

THATS GOOD I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER :((

HII!!

HII!! I HAVENT SEEN U IN A MINUTE :DD

[hobiebrownismygod]

ghostprowler so a boy is a gun core i might just make a playlist

-jsauce has too much fucking free time now

I love spiderverse playlists

especially 1610’s cuz they’re always so upbeat and fun yk

Hobie’s tend to be good too but WHY DO PEOPLE PUT TAYLOR SWIFT AND LANA DEL REY ON IT LIKE HELLO??

you should sooo make a playlist for ghost prowler tho!!

[hobiebrownismygod]

Backs agains :3

Hope your having a wonderful day / evening / night !!

Currently going to hospital but hope your okay :]

im having a great day so far thank you!!

WHY ARE YOU GOING TO THE HOSPITAL?? WHAT HAPPENED?? WHY IS EVERYONE HURT NOWAWADAYS 😭 ARE YOU OKAY??

[hobiebrownismygod]

OH NO WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU HURT??

HII!!

HII!! I HAVENT SEEN U IN A MINUTE :DD

[hobiebrownismygod]

hi silva!!!! just checking up on you <3 hope you're okay

HII IM GREAT THANK YOU FOR THIS ITS SO SWEET 🥹 🥹

I haven’t been active much because I’ve gotten really busy but I promise once ap exams are over I’m soooo gonna get back on all my requests and chatting with my mutuals I miss them :((

thank you so much for checking in on me tho!! How about you, how are you doing?? :D

[hobiebrownismygod]

HII!!

HII!! I HAVENT SEEN U IN A MINUTE :DD

[hobiebrownismygod]

Guess who was thinking about Hobie? Yes, me.

I saw a post talking about his childhood and all that and it got me thinking: does he always had this much confidence? I like to think that yes, but at the same time, he was following the 'fake it till you make it' mantra.

We don't know about ATSV Hobie childhood but following from the comics, it wasn't easy. So I think he would put on this wall to protect himself from possible bad outcomes and not be shaken by it.

And that leads us to Hobie probably having a hard time figuring out emotions because he would try to belittle them himself in order to keep it cool.

(I imagine him eventually getting tired of faking that he's all good all the time and the role of being Spider-Man is tiring as well, so one day he just wants to get home and cry in the arms of someone he loves and trusts.)

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hi pookie :3

I love you

HEY TY I LOVE YOU TOO!! :DD

[hobiebrownismygod]

can you do a fic where 42!miles gets hurt after you two had a big argument and now you have to clean him up while still mad at him?? sorry if this didn't make sense

yess!! This is so cute I love it!! Thx for requesting <3

TW: BLOOD, mention of being hurt/wounds, use of Y/N in place of reader's name, very very slight angst (mostly fluff)

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Click

You locked your window and pulled the curtains closed with a huff. Your phone was silenced, your door was locked and you had promised yourself that no matter what, you were ignoring him.

Complete silent treatment.

The two of you had had a pretty big argument (and you could barely even remember how it'd started) so of course, you decided to be petty and pretend he didn't exist.

He always tried to make it up to you when you fought, climbing in through your window late at night, with a bouquet of hand-picked flowers or a movie he rented for the two of you to watch.

He'd be pretty silent about it, pretty nonchalant, and he'd plop down beside you on the bed and hold you. Not a word would be exchanged. And you'd always forgive him.

Not this time though. You were too mad.

So you decided you'd sit down, do your homework, and if you heard a knock at your window you'd simply pretend it never happened.

He could take care of himself.

You weren't going to be his little nurse. Not tonight.

But then of course...you were never one to leave him hanging.

It'd barely been fifteen minutes from when you'd started your homework when you heard a quiet knock at your window. You ignored it.

And then he knocked again. This time, you hesitated. You wanted to open it, you really did...but you didn't. No. You had to stand your ground. You weren't going to give in.

"Y/N" you heard his voice. The tapping on the window got louder, sloppier. "Y/N!" his voice was hoarse, not quiet and playful like usual. It was different.

But you stayed silent. You weren't going to let him in, you promised yourself.

"Y/N, please." You dropped your pencil. His voice was just a whisper now and you could barely hear it outside the locked window. He tapped one more time. "I'm hurt."

You felt chills on your neck and you immediately walked towards the window, pulling the curtains open. There he was, crouching against your balcony. His Prowler mask was on, his gauntlets were hanging off his hands.

And his shirt was soaked in blood.

You stared at him for a moment, taking in the sight. He reached his arm up with a pained groan, pulling his mask off. His brow was soaked in sweat, his face glistening slightly in the moonlight. "Please." he mouthed.

Robotically, you pulled open the window. You took his arm and helped him in, and he basically collapsed onto the floor, breathing heavily.

You helped him sit up, his back pressed against the wall. You quickly got to work, like you always did when he showed up in pain, grabbing your first-aid kit from underneath your bed and snapping it open quietly.

He winced as you began cleaning his wounds, pulling his shirt up so you could get to where the blood was coming from. He had a slash right across his stomach, blood gushing out in ribbons of red. It was never-ending.

You pressed an old t-shirt to the wound, trying your best to make some sort of tourniquet to stop the flow of the blood before pouring the rubbing alcohol over it. He covered his mouth with his hand and groaned, eyes squeezing shut, tears prickling the edges.

As you worked, he fell completely silent. You did too, too focused on keeping him alive to notice his eyes on you.

Not a word was exchanged.

Then a quiet, "Are you still mad at me?"

You looked up for a moment, eyes meeting his as he stared at you. They were hooded, but filled with sadness. He tilted his head back, a quiet sigh escaping his lips as he blinked, still keeping his eyes on yours.

He looked like he wanted to say something. He didn't.

So neither did you.

But after another moment,

"I'm sorry."

It was just a whisper, so quiet you'd barely even heard it, but it meant so much. You felt your eyes tear up and you refused to look at him, continuing to gently work on his wounds.

"Say something." he whispered, pushing your hands off of him and sitting up. He grabbed your arms, holding your hands in his. "Please. Anything. I'm-I'm sorry."

You looked at him, taking a shaky breath. Suddenly, you jumped towards him, practically melting into his arms when they wrapped around you.

And just like that...everything felt better.

"Ow-" he winced as you accidentally put pressure on his sore wound, and you immediately shifted yourself, a soft chuckle escaping your lips. "Sorry."

"It's okay. I-I'm sorry. You shouldn't be sorry, I'm sorry." he stammered, taking your face in his hands as gently as he could. He smiled slightly, wiping away the remnants of tears in the corners of your eyes. "Are you crying?"

"No!" you quickly responded, pulling back. "I just-I just-"

"It's okay. You can cry" he said with a grin, sitting up again with a grunt.

"I'm not crying because of the argument, you jerk." you said with a huff. "I-I just hate seeing you like this. I get scared." your voice sounded so small in the moment, it was like a completely different person had appeared.

His gaze softened. "I see." He gestured for you to come back towards him and you did, resting your head against his chest as he held you close. "Thank you. For letting me in." he whispered, kissing the top of your head gently, his lips lingering for a moment longer than usual.

"Of course." you replied with a smile, looking up at him with crinkled eyes. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I am." he said, returning the smile before giving you a gentle kiss, hands cupping your face as he pulled you close. You giggled before snuggling up to him a little closer, making sure to be careful not to graze his still sensitive cuts.

"So you're not mad at me anymore?" he asked tentatively, closing his eyes as he buried his face in your neck. You stayed silent for a moment and you could swear you felt his heart drop when you didn't respond.

You grinned. "No. I'm not mad anymore." He chuckled, nervously almost. "You had me there for a second." he whispered, kissing your cheek gently.

"I am sorry though."

"What for?"

He froze. "For...for the argument."

"What part of the argument?"

He stayed silent and you couldn't help but laugh. So he'd forgotten how it'd started too. Funny.

"I forgot too, Miles. Don't worry."

He breathed out a sigh of relief and laughed, tilting his head back. "Jesus, you scared me."

"Not as bad as you scared me, knocking on my window like that. There's blood everywhere" you said with a frown, glancing back towards the window.

He pulled your head back gently. "Don't look at the blood, just look at me. We can worry about that later, yeah?"

You smiled, nodding before hugging him again. His fingers brushed through your hair as he held you close, breathing matching yours. A tender moment.

"I love you, you know that right?" he asked softly, lips moving to kiss your forehead one more time.

"I know, Miles. I love you too."

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🥺🥺🥺 im gonna cry

why did I write this it literally hurts how cute it is

:((

hopefully you liked this anon!!

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If your oc was a canon character what bad takes/gross mischaracterizations would the fandom come up with for them