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[satanicgoatstudios]

Across the Spider-Verse Scenarios!

(Part 2!)

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Author’s Note: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

(Hey guys!! I have another scenario for you all! This time it’s going to be Hobie Brown! I loved him tons in the movie, and he reminds me of my irl partner so much! Just to give you some context, this scenario is taking place during a mission! You, and Hobie are at a big party hosted by KingPin! You and Hobie are supposed to be grabbing an anomaly, until a slow dance starts! This story is a bit longer, 2,458 words long. So please enjoy and listen to some soundtrack music as you read! Also please remember I am ALWAYS taking requests and constructive criticism!!)

Key for story: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

Y/P: Your POV. (Any other character’s pov will have their first initial.)

Y/N: Your Name.

F/N: First Name.

L/N: Last Name.

H/C/T: Hair Color, and Texture. 

E/C/S: Eye Color, and Shape.

D/H: Desired Height.

S/C: Skin Color. 

Y/NN: Your Nickname.

P/A: Power/Ability.

SS/O/C: Spider-Suit/Outfit Color. 

D/D: Desired Dimension.

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Hobie Brown: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

H/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

For a while now, about 2 years, Hobie and (Y/N) were a great team. Anytime Miguel O’Hara needed important information, or anomalies caught, Hobie and (Y/N) were always willing to get the work done. Nothing seemed to get in the way of them completing each mission, however their next mission was going to be a unique situation.

Hobie’s wrist watch began to flash as he walked through his portal, and into Spider HQ. HQ seemed extra busy today, everyone in spider society all caught up in their own work. Hobie shoved his hands in his jacket, walking through the halls, and giving a slight nod to the other Gwen’s, Peter’s, and Spider heroes. As Hobie finally made his way into Miguel’s lab, he could see (Y/N) standing and giving their full attention like always. 

Y/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

I could hear heavy footsteps behind me, when I turned, I could see Hobie’s tired eyes. I smiled brightly, giving him a small wave.

“Good morning Hobie! Ready for work?” I tried to be as cheerful as possible, but Hobie’s tired expression would not budge. He didn’t even say much, besides giving me an unimpressed glare. I shrugged before I could hear Miguel close down his screens, then turn to face Hobie and I. He folded his arms, looking down at the two of us;

“You two, I know you’ll get the job done. There was an anomaly who broke out from Earth-297 and is now in Earth-74. The anomaly is Earth-297’s Green Goblin. Grab him, bring him back, and Margo can send him back home.” Miguel explained the situation. I looked over at Hobie who seemed even more annoyed about another anomaly mission. I smiled, and gave Miguel a nod. We then pulled down our masks, Lyla letting us know where she had tracked Green Goblin within Earth-74. Hobie then put the coordinates to the infiltrated dimension on his watch, and we made our way through the portal. 

H/B: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

“To hell with these damn anomalies, why can’t the big man just grab them himself?” Hobie ranted as the two observed the new world around them. The portal closed, and now they were on Earth-74. 

The world seemed very fashionable. The streets were completely clean, almost polished, the shops surrounding them were almost all luxurious looking, and the cars parked alongside the street were shiny cadillacs and mercedes. Hobie could see as (Y/N)’s eyes glowed with the street lights. Just then, Hobie could hear the voice of two men, possibly cops. He quickly grabbed (Y/N), covering their mouth, and hiding behind one of the shops. Hobie kept an ear close to the edge of the wall, listening close, and holding onto (Y/N) tightly. As the two officers passed, Hobie quickly let go of (Y/N), grabbed their hand, and snuck into the shop they hid behind through the back door. As they entered the shop, they looked around to see very expensive and deluxe clothing. Hobie scoffed at the attire, thinking it was too posh for him. However, (Y/N) seemed almost mesmerized by the clothes. Their eyes sparkled with the rhinestones and silky fabric of the outfits. They picked up each pair of shoes, sunglasses, and bag to observe closer. Hobie grew more concerned, he had never seen his teammate so interested in such fancy things. 

“Oi! Why don’t we get back to finding the Green Goblin?”Hobie said as he made his way to the back door, (Y/N) then shot a web to Hobie’s back and pulled him over to the men’s suits. Looking at each one, they pulled down a simple black and white suit;

“Here, we’ll blend in the crowd better with these outfits rather than our suits.” (Y/N) then walked over to the dresses (suits) and grabbed themselves a beautiful looking (O/C) outfit. Hobie, and (Y/N) then walked into the changing rooms. A moment later, they walked out in their new attire. Hobie’s flashing unique colors blended well with his suit, and he couldn’t get enough of how wonderful (Y/N) looked in their disguise. Hobie could feel himself blush a little, catching himself staring for a little too long. He couldn’t get enough at how their soft (S/C) skin complimented the fabric perfectly. Another thing he took in was how much their (E/C/S) eyes shined in the shop lights. He couldn’t help but think how beautiful (Y/N) looked. 

Y/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

I walked out of the dressing room wearing my new dress (suit), and I loved it so much! The fabric was so soft, and stitched up to perfection! I looked up at Hobie just to see his eyes glued to me. We stood there in awkward silence for a moment before he quickly shook his head and covered half of his blushing face. 

“Y-You look great darlin’, now let's get this mission over with.” Hobie trembled with his words a little. I smirked before holding up my watch, and asking Lyla to help us locate the Green Goblin. She tracked and explained how he had snuck into KingPin’s mansion, we were close. He was now hiding as Norman Osborn within the crowd in KingPin’s party. I nodded, thanking Lyla, and grabbing Hobie’s hand as we left the shop. 

“You think they’ll have beer at this establishment, or is this mission going to be more boring?” Hobie asked, trying to shove his hands in his jacket pockets, but having to put them in his dress pant pockets. I looked at my watch as we got closer to KingPin’s mansion, then rolled my eyes at Hobie’s statement. After about 15 minutes of walking, we could see a big cloud of lights and fog coming from a giant gated neighborhood in the distance. I smiled and pointed, looking over at Hobie who had quickly caught a glance at my outfit again.

“Let's get our guy Hobie!” I shot a web, swinging over the gate, and hopping down to the pavement. Hobie followed right behind, flipping over the fence, and landing right beside me. We both looked at each other once more, my expression ready for action, and him having an expression of adoration. Just then we heard loud, crazy jazz music coming from the mansion. Hobie smirked as we both locked arms, walking towards the crowd of cars and people, bumping into two guests, and swiftly we made our way into KingPin’s party.

H/B: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

As Hobie and (Y/N) walked into the party, they could not believe their eyes. They were almost blinded by the chandelier lights, and fire being blown from the fire performers. Hobie grabbed (Y/N)’s back, making them duck down as a trapeze artist swung above them. (Y/N) looked up seeing guest’s in unique dresses, suits, and party masks. The music was loud, the chef’s large variety of food smelled amazing, and the party was more than alive. Both Hobie’s, and (Y/N)’s eyes stayed wide open as they looked around seeing the wild event. Hobie wrapped his arm around their waist, leading them through the party and to an empty spot where there was some breathing space. (Y/N) could feel Hobie’s strong, protective grip as they swiftly moved through the guests. They both took a deep breath once they had some space, and collected their thoughts. 

“Alright, we need to figure out who Norman could be out of all of these people.” (Y/N) thought out loud to themself.

“Well too bad everyone has a mask on, that’ll make it harder to point him out.” Hobie said as he looked over at the chef’s table, trying to see any beer.

“Lyla, was there any specific feature this Norman has from Earth-297, anything that would stand out in a crowd of people covering their faces?” (Y/N) asked Lyla as they looked at their watch. Lyla flashed in the air, staying low to make sure the watches wouldn’t blow their cover. She then uploaded an image of Norman Osborn, showing his human and goblin forms. 

“The Goblin you guys are looking for has an unusual skin condition, in both human and goblin form, he has green bumpy skin. If you can find someone with a sick looking complexion, just pull his mask down and see if it's him.” Lyla said, then glitched out of the air. 

“Thank you Lyla your the best! Now how are we gonna pull down each mask and look at everyone without looking strange?” (Y/N) asked as they looked up at Hobie. Hobie was clearly interested in the waitress handing out some beer bottles. 

“Give me one minute love, I need me a drink.”, Hobie pulled up his suit, and walked over to the waitress. (Y/N) rolled their eyes, and rested their head against their hand. 

“We’ll never get this done if he’s going to chase the waitress around.” (Y/N) groaned to themself before standing up, and turning around. Hobie right there in their face. (Y/N) jumped back, letting out a small squeal before Hobie chuckled. 

“Geez, if I scared you anymore you would’ve thought I was the Goblin!”

“Oh shut it!” (Y/N) shoved Hobie before quickly grabbing two masks from a serving tray, and handing one to him. 

“We need to wear these, and we’ve got to figure out a way to identify these people.” As Hobie watched (Y/N) pace back and forth, he could hear the wild jazz music calm down a bit. Hobie finished the beer in his hand, then set down the bottle.

“Hey love, I think I’ve got a plan.” Hobie held out his hand, having a smirk on his face. 

Y/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

(AN: I listened to Fever by Peggy Lee for this scene just to have it make sense. Feel free to listen to whatever slow jazz will make it more entertaining to read! :)

I looked over at Hobie, his mask not being able to hide his handsome smirk. I slipped on my party mask, grabbed his hand, and I could feel as he led me to the dance floor with all of the other guests. He then wrapped one arm around my waist, held my free hand in his, and slowly we began to dance with the crowd. The jazz music played nice, and smooth as the guests around us all came together and danced slowly. Hobie then leaned into my ear, making sure no one else could hear him. 

“Whenever I hold you, lean back and grab someone's mask by accident.” he whispered, he then slightly pushed me back. I quickly nodded, leaned back, and snatched a party guest's mask with a small web. Hobie swiftly pulled me back up before they realized what happened, looking at the guest, and shaking his head not seeing the goblin. Hobie then looked around at some other guests before shuffling to a different part of the crowd. Hobie then held onto me once again as I shot another small web, grabbing another guest's mask, and pulling it off. Hobie pulled me up, observing the guest, then quickly threw me to the side.

“Look out (Y/N)!” Hobie called out, he then groaned as the Goblin slammed into him with all of his strength. They both had each other in chokeholds, the crowd formed a small hole where the two men struggled for a moment. The Goblin then began to transform, his suit ripping as his body became more beast-like. I quickly shot my webs, trapping his wings as they grew from his back. I then shot two webs, creating a self sling-shot, and swung right at the Goblin. I swiftly kicked him off, helping Hobie up immediately as the Goblin tried recovering for a moment. Hobie shook his head, reaching in his dress pant pockets, and tossing a prison shield around the Goblin. The shield quickly trapped the Goblin, his rage and roaring almost shaking the ground. Hobie and I then looked at the crowd, everyone having their jaws almost on the floor. Clearly nothing like this ever happened in their dimension. 

“What the hell was that all about?!” a raging voice came from the back of the crowd. Hobie and I quickly realized if we didn’t leave now, we’d have to deal with KingPin next. Hobie and I, like the wind, swept up the Goblin in our arms, and ran out of the mansion as some of the security guards chased after us. We then shot our webs, and swung away from the mansion, our goblin captured, and our mission nearly complete!

H/B: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

“Finally! Let's get these posh clothes off, and get this dirtbag home!” Hobie complained as he and (Y/N) walked through the portal, into Spider HQ. Making their way to Miguel’s lab was more awkward to Hobie than he thought it would be. He noticed some of the spider heroes giggling at how (Y/N) and him were dressed. He groaned, not liking the fancy suit, and wanting his metal jacket back

“Oi! Are we getting any closer to Miguel?” Hobie growled, (Y/N) rolled their eyes once more as they finally walked into the lab. They handed the Green Goblin over to Miguel, then watched as Margo scanned and transported the Green Goblin back to Earth-297. Hobie, and (Y/N) waving to the goblin as he was sent away. After this, they were free to leave and enjoy the rest of their day. Hobie walked with (Y/N) for a bit, talking about possible dates in the next few days. Hobie then decided to go back to Earth-138. As Hobie opened the portal, he looked back at (Y/N) before giving them a slight smirk. Admiration in his eyes, and a slight blush in his face that was hard to hide.

“You look good in that outfit, you should try dressing up like that again.” Hobie then waved, and walked through the portal. Leaving (Y/N) blushing, and still in their fancy attire.

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[satanicgoatstudios]

Across the Spider-Verse Scenarios!

(Because I love this movie with all of my heart and soul.)

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Author’s Note: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

(You can recommend different scenarios to me, I am just starting out with writing again so hopefully we can all do this together! I will do my best to make everything as inclusive as possible, please offer some constructive criticism as this will help make these stories better! Also as someone who is 19, let me state this: Please keep in mind Miles is a minor and if I ever do get a request/idea for NSFW stories all characters used will be 20+. SFW stories will only be featured on my page until further notice!! Anyhow, enjoy the first scenario! Miles Morales is meeting you for the first time in his dimension after you’ve crash landed! Also in this Spider-Verse fic, Miles does get his own watch because he deserves it darn it >:( now enjoy!)

Key for story: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

Y/P: Your POV. (Any other character’s pov will have their first initial.)

Y/N: Your Name.

F/N: First Name.

L/N: Last Name.

H/C/T: Hair Color, and Texture. 

E/C/S: Eye Color, and Shape.

D/H: Desired Height.

S/C: Skin Color. 

Y/NN: Your Nickname.

P/A: Power/Ability.

SS/O/C: Spider-Suit/Outfit Color. 

D/D: Desired Dimension.

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Miles Morales: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

M/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

The streets of New York were absolutely filled today! A large parade of grateful people, and devoted fans completely covered the roads. Confetti, streamers, colored powder, and anything else bright was tossed into the air. Blue, black, and red filled the busy city streets. Everyone all had one thing to celebrate today, and that was their hero, Spider-Man! For many years now, Miles had done his best to keep New York safe from countless villains and simple criminals. The people wanted to show their thanks, and gratitude by throwing a big party in one of the busier parts of New York.

Where was Miles? Well, Miles sat at his favorite thinking spot looking down at the civilians wearing their Spider-Man merchandise, and having a good time to themselves. This made him happy to witness, knowing his hard work could be celebrated throughout the city. As Miles continued to watch, he noticed a certain someone going through the crowd. Almost slithering past the people, he could see them trying to sneak by. At that second, Miles' spidey senses crawled up his spine and into his head. He knew something was up with this person, but what? Miles pulled down his mask, shot a web at a nearby building, and swung down. As he landed swiftly on his feet, he tried his best to move through the crowd. The people continued to cheer, throw their colors, and sing along with the music blasting through some stranger’s speakers. Miles' spidey senses continued to buzz as he looked at each person’s face. He had a hard time trying to find this mysterious civilian. 

Y/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

I had been trying to move through the crowd, the way everyone around me was moving almost made it feel impossible to find breathing space. Finally, I shoved past a parade goer and stumbled. Once I got onto my feet, I finally realized where I was, New York! But, not MY New York. 

You see, about a month ago I was bitten by a radioactive spider, gained some special abilities, finally hit my growth spurt, blah blah blah, you know the story. Last thing I could remember was being stuck in my bedroom trying to hide from the Green Goblin, then a crazy flashing hole ripped open underneath me, and I fell through. Now I was stuck in New York, confused, and kinda hungry. I could hear people chattering, music bumping, and I watched as the confetti blew through the air. Everyone in this dimension seemed like such party people. At that moment, my senses rang in my head. I gripped my temples, groaning in pain from the brief headache. I could feel the presence of another spider person near, but I wasn’t about to get caught up with them. I quickly looked around, and ran down the busy sidewalk to an empty alleyway. The alley was dark, cold, and eerily quiet but it was at least an escape. I hid behind a dumpster as I checked my clothes, and pockets to make sure I had everything on me. I then heard something or someone jump onto the dumpster behind me.

“Hey, are you lost dude?”, a young voice asked above me. At that moment I looked up to see Spider-Man! I jumped, falling to my bottom, and panicking a little. 

M/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

Miles could tell he startled the young civilian, he then held up his hands.

“Don’t worry you won’t get hurt, unless you try something.”, Miles chuckled a little to himself. He then took a moment to observe the person in front of him. First thing he noticed was their glowing (E/C/S) eyes, resembling two Christmas lights or two brightly lit candles. He smiled under his mask, he then lowered his hands from the air as he checked out more. He noticed their soft (S/C) skin, and their gorgeous (H/C/T) hair. He also noticed their (O/C) blouse top and blue jeans. He could feel himself blush, he had never seen someone so beautiful in his life. Miles slowly crawled off of the dumpster, and onto ground level. He then offered his hand to help the young civilian up. 

Y/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

As the hero reached out his hand, I grabbed it, and immediately he hoisted me up onto my feet. He then gently wiped off the alleyway dust off of my shoulders. I could see he was very tall, 5’8 at least. I knew I was only around (D/H) tall so the difference was wild. We stood still for a moment, our spider senses growing stronger now that we were next to each other. I could hear the hero gasp, then start to inspect me more trying to find a bite. 

“You have spider powers too?! Where did you even come from?!” I could feel him grab, and lift my arm. I pulled it out of his grip, and leaned back a little.

“What do you mean? I’ve always been in New York!” I said in a confused tone, my body then began to glitch for a second. It was the worst second ever, almost like a bus hit me, my atoms tore themselves apart. They were not used to this dimension. 

“Oh!”he quickly grabbed onto me, holding onto my hands. He then helped me back onto my feet before I gathered myself once more. I then looked at him, only seeing the eyes of his mask. I could almost sense him smiling, and staring into my eyes. He then let go of my hands, and shrugged.

“Well, you and I are technically colleagues now. The name is Miles Morales, and you are?” Miles held out his hand for a respectful handshake. I smiled slightly before shaking his, our hands balled together for a moment.

“My name is (F/N) (L/N), it’s nice to meet you Spider-Man!” We both giggled a bit before he pulled off his mask. My eyes glittered. His face was so adorable, he very much resembled a baby deer! 

M/P: ✩•**•.•*.•*★.•*•.*☆.•*.•**•.✩.•*

Miles thought if he kept his mask on, they would never truly know who he was. Miles could see as their eyes glittered with wonder, little did know it was with admiration. Just then, he felt two soft hands cup and squish his face. 

“You look so adorable and cute! Look at you!” Miles could immediately feel his face blush more intensely as he got more flustered. He then grabbed their hands, trying to pull off their sticking hands from his face.

“Hey let go! Your hands are sticky!” 

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