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Sooo i just realised that i never thank youa ll for 1000 followers so...

THANK YOU FOR 1000 FOLLOWERS!!!!

I know that I hardly post anything as of right now, but that's because school is really fucking me up and i have tons of material i need to catch up on because i missed quite a lot of school

Anyway, it's just like 2 months and then we have summer break and I'll definitely try to write more in that time

Bye for nos

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the notes are broken 😂

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Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

please, please and please.

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For Boop-Badges Collectors

Rough estimate: It's possible to reach 1000 boops in less than 2 hours (took me 1:30h), if you got some people to spam it to.

If you are a blog where people can spam boop's to, reblog this.

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Ok so some poeple requested a Little Munchkin part 3, so yaaa, here we go. It's... something

Enjoy!

Little Munchkin part 3

Pt.1 / Pt. 2

Bonzen Haitani brothers x child!reader

Ever since Y/N has been adopted by his new family his life got turned upside down. No longer did he have to roam around the streets bored, alone, waiting form sunrise to sundown to finally go home. Now his life was filled with excitement, new clothes that actually fit him instead of some dirty hand-me-downs, freshly cooked food instead of some cold leftovers and most importantly he has a family that cared for him deeply.

But still, there was something that was missing from little Y/N's life: friends

Sure while he had some amazing men accompany him everywhere to make sure he's safe, he had his dads and their friends, but there wasn't anyone his age. No one to share his sentiment about his toy car collection, no one that just as excited to talk about their favorite game characters, he just felt so lonely sometimes even with everyone around.

It wasn't even Y/N' fault, he was an amazing kid, always kind and happy to help, it was all his bodyguards that literally scared everyone away. They were by his side all the time, there wasn't a chance that a kid would approach Y/N.

Ran and Rindou noticed jow sad their kid was, especially when they were watchign TV. All those displayed of friends going on adventures made the kid realized just how different he was to normal kids. He didn't even have the privilege to go to school private or not, oh what he would give to have at least one day as a normal kid. Instead tutors came to him 5 days a week to teach him something he could learn in a normal school too, but it was too "dangerous".

Y/N wasn't stupid, he knew his dads were making money through some bad business and that meant that a lot of other bad people and the police were sure to exploit any weak points they had and Y/N was probably their biggest.

As the kid got older it became more apparent that he really needed a friend. There were many times were he would lash out, his usual sweet behavior replaced by a bitter one. He never resented his parents, of course not, he just wished they would at least loosen the tight leash they had on him, he just wanted to go out a bit, meet new people, socialize like a normal pre-teen. After many many nights of discussion, arguments and pleading the brothers came to the decision that there kid was allowed some freedom. They would take hims to some business travels, meetings they had to attend so he could at least get out of the house and see some different places, but only if he promised to alway stay near and out of trouble, a small price to pay for so much freedom in Y/N's eyes.

Which brings us to now with Ran and Rindou in a meeting and Y/N patiently waiting for them in a hotel lobby, a fancy hotel lobby. At first it was exciting seeing all the fancy furniture, but then it turned to just sitting on a comfy couch running his fingers along the intricate metal design lining the edges of said couch while traversing a bit with his bodyguard. It wasn't anything new, but it also wasn't too boring so he couldn't really complain. An hour and a half already passed, it would be that much longer, Y/N thought, he just had to talk to his bodyguard a bit more just keeping his mind off of things and the tome would fly, nothing exciting. That is until he finally looked up from the couch, scanning the room and he felt someone watching him. A glance over his shoulder reveal.. someone looking quite young similar to his age. Someone who also had bodyguards around him, someone who looked just as bored. Locking eyes with the stranger Y/N immediately felt himself smile, this was his opportunity to experience friendship!!!

He made his way over to the stranger, his bodyguards following him of course, and when he was within speaking range he stopped. While both sides of bodyguards were a bit on edge, Y/N and this new kid just kept staring until Y/N finally started a conversation.

"Hi, could it be... perchance that you're here because your father is in a.. business meeting", Y/N asked

The kid nodded "Yes, and i guess you're here because of the same reason."

"I'm Y/N by the way"

"Call me F/N"

As soon as they introduced each other they began giggling and Y/N tugged the other kid along to explore the hotel again. This time it was much more exciting since he had someone to talk to. The two of them had the time of their lifes just talking to each other F/N revealed that they too were always left alone for safety reasons and this was his first time really talking to someone his age whose parents weren't paid to bring them to the playdate. The rest of their time together was spend talking about game characters, playing some stupid kid's game, laughing and just enjoying each other's presence. Time seemed to fly by and little fid they notice that hours passed and unfortunately for them, the meeting was over.

As soon as Ran and Rindou entered the hotel lobby the ynoticed Y/N laughing with some other kid but they immediately felt on edge as they quickly figured that it was also surrounded by armed men. As soon as Y/N and the kid noticed the brothers, Y/N came charging at them only stopping when he nearly ran into them. He excitedly told them about his new friend, speaking faster than ever, explaining everything they did and why the kid was just so great and just how similar they were. After some word vomit that the kid produced he finally asked them "Can the come over sometimes, please?"

Ran and his brother turned to look at each other, not thoughts on their mind as they need some time to take in everything the little one said. It was obvious that Y/N was in need of a friend and he had already talked to the kid and it seemed fine, but there was the problem of it being the kid of their new business partner. The two brothers communicated silently, reasoning with one another to see if this was a route they should take, before looking up to see the kid talking to their parent just as excitedly as Y/N had just a few seconds before. F/N's father looked up to lock eyes with the haitani brother. Across the hotel lobby they stared at each other and just for a moment it seemed like Y/N luck vanished from existence, until F/N's father sighed and gave a small nod. Ran and his brother did the same, understanding that the other parent relented to make their child happy.

"Of course, little munchkin, it already seems like you two can't be separated"

Y/N shouted a excited "Yeeaaaaahh!!!!" before turning around and running back to F/N to tell him the exciting new.

The sacrifices you make to make your child happy

Allright i wrote this during a train ride, I'm a bit sick so please don't judge too hard. I'm sorry that I'm only feeding you bread crumbs but thats all that i have

If you'll excuse me, I'll crawl back into the cave that i came from

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Could you maybe do Hobie x ftm!reader who got his period and has really bad cramps/is sick on his period??

I kinda have ideas for this too!! Hobie and reader were cuddled up on the couch in Hobie's canal boat, and they fall asleep. But, at ass o'clock in the morning, Hobie wakes up for whatever reason— but reader is gone. Then Hobie goes to look for him and finds him in the bathroom getting sick :(( Hobie helps him clean up and just comforts him for a while idk anymore?? Probably just a bunch of fluff from there on

P.S this is from the same anon who made the other hobie req:3 (I loved it btw thank youu🫶)

Soooo... I know it's been.. a while but here it is... I kinda hate it but it's been too long again. Been really stressed, i hope i will better myself. But thank you for requesting!!!

Period Pains

Hobie x ftm!reader

It had been a long day for both Y/N and Hobie, being Spiderman wasn't easy and working a stressful 9-5 shift, with some of the rudest customers at some shitty fast food chain also wasn't the greatest thrill in life. But luckily every shitty day comes to an end and that meant the greatest ever cuddle time at Hobie's boat. It was definitely the best time of the day, and the boat added some extra special feeling to it. It was better then coming home to a small apartment that cost way too much with little room the decorate. The small waves hitting the boat, softly swaying it left and right was also a massive bonus, but ultimately the best part was it's owner, who is currently occupied with cuddling his lover on the couch.

A long day always ended like this. No talking, no TV, just them holding each other softly, letting go of all the stress. The swaying of the boat slowly coaxed them down the road of slumber.

It was a peacful night until Hobie's boyfriend-instincts awoke him from the amazing dream he had. Confused, Hobie looked around, hands reaching everywhere to feel for Y/N, until he noticed light in the bathroom, and after fully shaking of his sleep, he also heard the unmistakable sound of sobbing. He quickly made his way to the bathroom, before knocking on the door and slowly entering. Y/N looked up to him, tears in his eyes, hunched over the toilet, shaking from pain caused by, what he only could assume was his period.

Periods were always the worst for Y/N not only because it was a reminder that he was born in the wrong body, but they were also extremely painful, debilitating, so severe that he had to spend most of his time in the bathroom, drowning in pain medication and hot-water bottles.

Thankfully Y/N could count on Hobie to be by his side the entire time, hardly ever leaving his boat, sometimes even neglecting his spider-man duties to make sure his Lover was taken care of. No matter how small of an ask Hobie would be there, be it cooking lunch and delivering it to Y/N in the bathroom or holding him when the cramps were just a bit too much.

Hobie immediately knelt down next to him, rubbing his back in an attempt to comfort him

"You want me to get you something, love?" Hobie asked, voice soft as to not cause a headache too.

Y/N could only shake his head, the pain too immense to even try to talk and his throat hoars from throwing up.

It wasn't uncommon for them to spent hours in the bathroom whenever Y/N's period hit, no, it's quite obvious that both of them wouldn't get to sleep anytime soon, and while Y/N often felt bad for making Hobie stay up and take care of him, his boyfriend was always quick to reassure him that it's not a chore, and he would rather be by his side when he's suffering and try to reduce the pain. After all, Y/N would do the same, he already spends hours upon hours flicking him together after Spider-man had a rough fight

Hobie stayed there right next to his boyfriend and while he could hardly do anything to relive the pain, the comfortinghand on Y/N back did more than enough. Hours passed, by now the sun was up, and luckily the pain subsided, but it left Y/N drained of any energy, even breathing was hard, after all, he just spend the whole night throwing up and crying, not to mention the pain coursing through his body.

Hobie slowly brought his arms around Y/N lifted hin up and slwoly carried him to the couch to finally rest. After laying him down, Hobie gathered the blanket that laid on the floor, before slowly laying down next to his boyfriend and covering both of them with the blanket.

I kinda have been really hating my life for a while, it's just stress with family and school, i don't really have much time for writing rn, but i hope I'll manage

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Turn on "prevent third-party sharing" in your settings!

Go into your settings, click on your blog name, scroll down and enable "prevent third-party sharing". I'm gonna be honest, I question how much/if this even prevents any AI bullshit, but do it just in case anyway.

Edit: On Mobile it's the Settings Gear, Visibility, Prevent third-party sharing.

You have to turn that on for all your blogs separately.

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👆candle for all deactivated mutuals

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Bruce Wayne x Male Reader

☆ — MASTERLIST — ☆

REQUEST: Could you please write Burce wayne x male reader who has trouble ordering food. Like in a restaurant when the waiter asks, he either stutters or goes completely quiet, and that's why he asks Bruce to order for him. And i would like to see Bruce's reactions when a waiter is like "you don't have to order for him. He can order for himself. I wasn't asking you, i was asking him" just the waiter assuming that Bruce is kinda controlling. The reader is silently crying in his seat, having to order on his own, like he knows the waiter was trying to do something good. (Totally not speaking from personal experience 🤭)

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Fluff, mature language, social anxiety, Bruce is a good boyfriend, mentions of fears, judgment, request, relatable events, everyone struggles.

TAGS: @one-green-frog

WC: 1.5K

NOTES: I used to struggle with ordering food due to anxiety and fear of people judging me 😩 but as I got older they fear kind of went away and I’m able to do it with no problem but everyone deals with anxiety differently and takes time to get come it so I ain’t judging. It’s like that with my older brother he’s 26 and still makes me order for him due to his own anxiety. But hopefully you enjoyed this shot and apologize for the long wait!

Everyone has social anxiety.

Y/n struggled with it at a young age, not being taught how to speak with others in public without getting the intense fear of judgment from others. He figured that he would improve as he got older, but it didn’t change and still struggled with the simple things. He could go out and run errands alone without any struggles since majority of place now had self checkout which was a god send for many.

He’s able to hold a conversation with strangers or with people he knew in the area, but his anxiety would get to him when it came towards the simplest tasks. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was an over thinker and would think that he did something wrong or if he perhaps pronounced something incorrect, thinking that people were judging him for the smallest things. It took time for him to improve but the anxiety still remained during important moments.

One of the easiest things that many were able to accomplish is ordering food. Their were times that he hesitated or froze up when ordering his own food, having to apologize each time he orders and forcing a nervous smile or laugh in hopes of getting through the few minutes that he is there. He struggled even more when he went out on dates.

Very few people knew about his anxiety and very few friends were kind enough to do the ordering for him without hesitation and providing the assistance that he needed. With strangers it was a whole other story, he didn’t want to force them into placing his own order due to his own fear and would struggle with speaking the words.

His dates never went well after that and hated the way he felt each time he stumbled upon the problem. If the waiter or waitress wasn’t staring at him intensely he’d probably order his food without a problem and his day would go fine. But the feeling of their eyes staring at him as he looked at his choices of food made him stutter and grow nervous when ordering.

Forcing that smile as always and getting through the day of embarrassment.

If he had this kind of anxiety how was he suppose to handle his future dates when he couldn’t do a simple task? He’s able to do a whole presentation in a room full of board of directors but he stutters and hesitates when it comes towards ordering a simple meal or even asking for help whenever he’s in public.

He figured he’d spend his days locked indoors while making his own meals while watching a good movie.

He didn’t think he’d end up bagging Bruce Wayne. Gothams Golden boy.

Y/n had thought that this was all a trick or a joke when Bruce first asked him out. He wanted to laugh at the mans face and tell him that he doesn’t need to make his life miserable by playing a mean joke, only to realize that Bruce was in fact not joking around.

Y/n worked at Wayne Enterprises but in a lower department not expecting himself to bump into Bruce Wayne and getting asked out by the man himself. Their first date was simple with a cup of coffee and muffins. He would have thought that bruce would take him someplace fancy on their first date, but when he didn’t he was a bit relieved.

Bruce was a great man and didn’t do anything that made him uncomfortable. Y/n figured that he’d only get lucky to have one date with bruce and then never see them man again, only to get asked out again and again and again. The first four months went well without any problems and enjoyed his time with Bruce as their time together grew their dates slowly got fancier.

Resulting into Y/n confessing to Bruce about his anxiety and fear of others judging him because he couldn’t do a simple task that only required a few words. He thought Bruce would laugh at him or use it against him and force him to confront his fear, instead Bruce smiled at him and asked.

“Do you want me to order for you?”

He said it with the most calmest voice ever showing no hints of judgment.

Y/n wanted to cry that night. It was a simple favor, but it meant a lot to him.

As their dates continued they created a routine each time they went out to eat. Y/n would either look up the menu online ahead of time and already have his order in mind and tell bruce before getting their orders placed. Bruce even memorized the dishes that Y/n liked whenever they went to a repeated restaurant and would for him on the spot without needing to be told what he liked, already knowing the mans interests.

A year into dating and it became a normal thing between the two.

During their one year anniversary, Bruce decided to take him to a new restaurant and getting seated in a nice secluded area and away from others. Y/n scanned the menu and hums. “This looks good.” He speaks up as he checks the different dishes until one caught his eye.

“You know the rule, order whatever you want.” Said Bruce, always reminding him that he can get whatever he wanted. Y/n was hesitant about the prices at first but with time he got adjusted to the idea of Bruce paying for everything and no matter how many times he tried to pay himself, Bruce had already paid ahead of time.

“This pasta looks good.” Y/n points out on the menu and shows Bruce who looked up form his own menu and smiles. “Is that all you want?”

“Can I also get this for dessert?” He points behind the menu where a picture of a nicely desert is presented, getting Bruce to chuckle as he nods his head. “You better share with me because I already know you won’t eat it all.” Y/n laughs at his words and sets his menu down, leaning back in his seat as he looks around the restaurant and takes in the interior, distracted by the place that he doesn’t notice the waitress coming over.

“Are you ready to order?”

“Yes,” Bruce smiles at the women and starts with his order first, letting her know what he’d like. “And for you?” She turns her attention to Y/n who gets his attention pulled away from a painting he was staring at and looks at her with wide eyes. “I…”

“He’d have the pasta and the chocolate desert.” Bruce is quick to cut in when he noticed Y/n freeze up.

The waitress gives Bruce the stink eye by how he interrupts Y/n. “You don’t have to order for him. He can order for himself.” Bruce froze with wide eyes, opening and closing his mouth in shock. “I wasn’t asking you I was asking him.” She points her pencil at Y/n and puts her attention on him.

Y/n can only gap at her, opening and closing his mouth as he tries to speak but I can’t. He was caught off guard and reached out for his menu. “I’ll like…the—the…” He’s stuttering and doesn’t know what to tell her. “Do you need another minute?” She asks which only make the situation worse, he’s turning to Bruce and staring at him with eyes full of fear and hesitation silently screaming for help.

“I assure you miss my partner would like the pasta and desert.” Bruce says again in hopes of getting her to note down the order and she does, not without rolling her eyes which only makes Y/n whine.

“Your food will be ready soon.” She said while taking their menus and walking away, leaving them in silence.

Y/n lets out a deep sigh of relief. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know what to say, she probably thinks you’re an asshole now.” He groans out while covering his face with his hands. Bruce can only chuckle while shaking his head and reaching out to grab him by the wrists. “Don’t be, not everyone knows about your fear and besides she was only doing it because she probably thought I was controlling.”

“You’re not!”

“She doesn’t know that. If I wanted to be asshole I would have yelled at her like other people do, but I’m not doing that. It was a simple misunderstanding.” Bruce reassured Y/n as he held his hand and smiles. He didn’t think that something like this would happen since they’ve never had this issue in the past at the other places that they visited.

“All you have to worry about is eating all of your food and sharing your desert.” Bruce tries to lighten up the mood which works for Y/n as he chuckled and nods his head. “Fine and then after we go home and watch a movie and not come back here again.” After this misunderstanding its most likely he doesn’t want to come back and face the same issue again.

“We stick with Jimmy’s…” He mumbled out, referring to his favorite restaurant that serviced amazing chicken wings and fries. Bruce laughs while nodding. “Next time we go out will go to Jimmy’s.” At this point they were already considered regulars that the owner memorized their orders, which made it better for Y/n.

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I've been playing Spiderman 2 on the Ps5 and let me tell you the story so delicious

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For anyone wandering, school is ass and i will probably cry myself to sleep because of stress, so yeah..... it might take another week before i can take time to write again....

I'm trying my best

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Anon i swear i am working on your request!!!! I had some time during my math class and wrote quite something! But school is an ass and some teachers think that i should suffer

Anyway, I'm trying my best, please dont give up on me,i hope everyone else has a great day

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To the anon who requested the previous Hobie fic, just know that i will work on your request this week at some point.

And thank you so so much for requesting, it really means a lot and I'm so glad that you like the other fic. I was so worried it would be really bad, especially since it was a while since i last wrote something and tumblr really fucked with me

And for anyone who might read this, my request are open and i have the motivation to write :)

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🥺🥺 this is so cute!!!

Deck the halls Pt. 2 (Conner Kent X Male Reader)

Not me editing out the parts where I said I would write smut in this part hehe. I was going too but after the LEGO scene I just couldn't it was too adorable.

I'm writing this at a bus stop, which I will be stuck at for the next 20 minutes, and then stuck on a bus for another 35. I mean, why not write fanfiction while sitting next to a stranger and an old person. Enjoy hehe.

Quick update: the guy behind me is reading this over my shoulder so, uh, you enjoy too.

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The words barely left Conner’s lips before you were nodding in a way that said you were a little too desperate. You were desperate though, so.

You struggled to keep yourself contained as you ascended the staircase behind the boy. What was about to happen? A tryst? A menage e tois? You barely knew what those words meant, especially not the French one. Why were you thinking those? Passing by doors to rooms you'd never been in, it was almost like a guessing game. Which room belonged to THE superman, and which room belonged to the equally as famous toilet.

Conner slowly opened the door to his room, most likely to avoid ripping it off of it's hinges. “This is the room the Kent’s let me- I mean, my room”

Conner’s room was practically empty, with only a bed and a small lamp on a desk across the room, and was rather small for both a kryptonian and a house of this scale. You couldn't help but think of Harry Potter and the closet. Speaking of closets.

Conner awkwardly stood there, trying to gauge the emotion on your face, like he was worried you wouldn't approve.

“I like it, seems cozy” Cramped and cozy were practically synonyms anyway, right?

He smiled, before rushing over to the bed, and reaching under it, pulling out a tub of LEGO’s. “Wanna play LEGO?”

You almost giggled, from the absurdity of the situation and the fact one of the most dangerous individuals on earth was playing with LEGO, but seeing the look on his face, you couldn't say no.

And that's how you and Conner wound up on the floor of his room playing LEGO, with you making structurally sound lego towers, and him smashing them down as a makeshift dinosaur or robot rampaged through the ‘city’. You had to admit, it was pretty fun. And he looked like he was having the time of his life.

“So, how long have you been living with the Kent’s” You asked warily, watching as Conner’s eyes looked up from the LEGO’s before snapping back down

“Um, a couple months now.” He looked nervous, like he was hiding something.

“Have they been treating you well?”

“Well, Ma is always nice to me, making sure I finish my plate and picking out church clothes.” His eyes drifted to the door, “But everyone else is still..”

You leaned forward, placing a hand on the boy who was seemingly much more complex then the angry brute you'd heard others whispering about.

“I'm… a clone. Of Clark.” Oh.

I mean, you guessed you could see the resemblance. The raven hair, the chiselled jawline, the intense musculature. But he seemed nothing like Clark. More… real, in a way. Clark seemed so above everything else, like he was a God and as much as he wanted to be human, he was just better. More perfect. Not that he did it on purpose. Maybe it was just your perception of him, knowing that he was Superman and all.

“Not just Clark though, Lex Luthor too. The rich guy and the supervillain trying to destroy Clark.” Conner clearly knew about the conflicting emotions Clark must have over him, with him being both a perversion of his genetic code and partly related to his biggest enemy.

“They all pretend they're ok with it, but they're not. I hear them talk about what to do with me, whether I should be trained or…” He trailed off, but you knew what he meant.

“Well, then they're stupid.” Conner cocked his head.

“If they don't see you for who you are, then screw them. You’re Conner. Not just a clone of Clark.” His expression showed he’d clearly never heard those words, even among the worlds so-called ‘virtuous heroes’.

Unable to find the words, Conner just leapt over and embraced you, crushing the LEGO city you both had created.

“You’re worth more than what others see you as Conner, don't forget that.”

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author's notes at the beginning of chapters like “not sure about this fic, probably will delete later” or “might orphan this idk“ are the ao3 equivalent of someone waving a gun around and making terroristic threats.

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Happy New Year Everyone!

I hope yours starts better than mine. I woke up with my nose bleeding so.... I hope this isn't a sign from god! :)

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Post Surgery Cuddles

Hobie x ftm!reader

Fluff

Thank you for requesting anon, and sorry this took so long as you know tumblr isnt really nice to me rn :)

Y/N spent the day sitting on the couch and being pampered by Hobie, his lovely boyfriend. Just a few days ago, he finally got his top surgery, after many long nights working overtime and saving like a mad man. Hobie, the supportive boyfriend that he is, also occasionally contributed to the funds and Y/N luckily decided not to comment on the not so legally acquired money. Right now Hobie is in the kitchen preparing a neal for both of them, the surgery was draining for both of them. He was worried that soemthign might go wrong during it, but luckily Y/N came out drowsy and disoriented .

"They took my boobs" will forever be ingrained in Hobie's mind, and nothing will stop him at reminding his boyfriend of the many, many embarassing things he said while doped up on pain medication.

Y/N couldn't wish for a better partner in life, Hobie always prioritized him, he even "neglected" his Spider-man duties for him. The pre-surgery anxiety really hit him hard and he is so thankful that Hobie stayed with him all the time. Late night movies that turned into a cuddle session, home-cooked meals that turned into an eating contest, it didn't matter, Hobie was always there to take his mind off of any bad thoughts.

While this was great for Y/N you needed all the support and kind words Hobie offered his absence in a certain HQ caused some troubles. Especially for Miguel. But let's be honest, Hobie wouldn't care what Miguel thinks of him, his boyfriend needed him and that was all he could think about. Although he did forget to mention his leave to a certain group of spider-teens, who decided to take matters into their own hands.

Miles, Gwen and Pavitr all came to Hobie's dimension and started to look for him at their usual meet-up spots, but unfortunately they couldn't find him anywhere. As they ran out of places to look, Pav suggested tracking his watch, Miles was hesitant at first but he didn't have a better idea and they wanted to make sure that Hobie was actually alright. When they pinned down his location and arrived they weren't expecting to look through an apartment window at a romantic Hobie spoon feeding who was presumably his partner.

Sensing some eyes on them, both Hobie and Y/N turned to look out the window and saw 3 pairs of eyes looking back at them. Not wanting to force them to stick on the wall outside, Hobie opened the window for the teens to crawl inside. They stood there, embarrassed for being caught, but also glad that Hobie was still alive and well, the uncomfortable silence growing larger by the second as Hobie just sat down next to his partner again, a smug look on his face.

"Sooo.... uh, we didn't mean to..to interrupt you two, " Miles said awkwardly, removing his mask. "We were just worried since you didn't show up... for quite some time, 0" Gwen chimed in, all the while Pavitr used the time to admire the appartement and talk about how great it was decorated.

"Sorry, but my boyfriend here needed mew and thinking that my sudden absence would also piss of Miguel I killed two birds with one stone. Although I did seem to forget to tell you lads. "

Realizing that Hobie was alright while also hinting for them to leave so he could spend some quality time with his boyfriend, the teens left. Through the window.

Finally getting the peace and quiet back into the apartment, Hobie began to tell Y/N some stories about the gangs adventures while feeding Y/N, who still persisted that he didn't need that much help. The rest of the day was spent with his and cuddles and the occasional pill when the pain from the surgery intensified.

Again I'm sorry this took me so long to finish, i hope you like it.