#angelrambles.🐈

[missmyluv]

miguel’s wife reader loves to take care of all the spidey’s even if they’re middle aged men / women.

she swiftly persuades miguel when he doesn’t let hobie pav miles n’ gwen go to a concert in hobie’s world, telling him about how you can’t just keep them cooped inside of the building waiting for a mission to pop up! he folds at the sight of you purposely batting your eyelashes at him and leaning up against him. saying “be back as soon as i call for backup.” lyla bugs him about how much of a softie he is towards you.

you kiss his cheek giggling and let them know, they hug you so tightly that your kid fever kicks in. they’re so sweet.

you’ll have time to help jessica with her inhumane cravings during her pregnancy talking to her about gossip or how corny her own husband is, or listening to ben’s loud thoughts and his horrid past.

but you’ll always have time with your husband, checking on him what it seems like every five minutes to him— he doesn’t mind at all really. they’ll be moments where he jus wants to be engulfed in your warmth with you on his lap, caressing his curly hair.

inspo :3

[missmyluv]

suggestive under the cut ੧(❛□❛✿)

not proof read !

hobie’s big chest gf wanting a nipple piercing..

he’d most definitely bully you around for wanting one in the first place, saying “trynna’ get pretty fah me luv?” but nonetheless, he’s gonna do it because he wants to see u with them too.

oh but don’t think he won’t tease it whilst putting it on, brushing over your nipple lightly with the sliest smirk on his face.

he’ll have the nerve to set the task aside and play w/ them; lolling his warm tongue and sucking on it, brushing his teeth against your nipple. twisting the other with fingers, his cold rings glide against your warm skin.

you whimper, muttering a curse. “ ‘bie put on my piercing, please.” he laughs you off, slowly letting his tongue unlatch from your nipple prepping you before letting you know it might hurt.

he lets you squeeze his thigh while he puts it on, counting down then attaching on your right nipple.

he grins at the sight, grazing finger against your (now) sensitive nipple. our breath hitched as you annoyingly move his hand away. he’ll tell you when it’ll heal, ordering you to add the ointment to make sure a infect won’t erupt.

but trust, when it heals he’ll be all over it.

[missmyluv]

Ok ok, this is not an ask, but imagine reader running up to gwen with penguin stacy in their hands while babbling about how penguin stacy is absolutely cute. (I literally could just spam your inbox with idiot scenarios like that just to pass the time. I feel so bad for sending you so many messages ☠)

yk what’s funny.. ur into gwen and i literally have no interest in her whatsoever ANDI DONT KNOW WHY??? like i could never figure out why but i think it’s jus’ sony’s version.. i can’t say anything about the comics bc i haven’t read any of hers yet 😭😭 (btw i do NOTTT mind at all)

but the idea is adorable… i imagine it w/ everybody else’s animal version of themself.. guin stacy goes to you n only you, she’ll nestle into your lap or she’ll peck your calf because of how short she is to get your attention to pick you up.

[missmyluv]

★ hobie w/ his soft n’ shy spidey gf..

he absolutely adores you, he’ll make sure you know it too. you’d be listening to miguel’s specific instructions to a very important speech, hobie not paying attention to a single thing he’s saying.

he stares at the way you fidget with your fingers in your lap trying your best to stay focused — but you can’t. hobie keeps smirkin’ at you. he places his large hand on your thigh, massaging it and tracing his thumb against the fat of it occasionally grips it. you instinctively squeeze your thighs together, he chuckles lightly and pulls your right from your left.

you bite your lip nervously as you see how miguel’s eyes glances his menacing red eyes to you two, rolling his eyes and finishing his long talk. he dismisses everyone, you being the first person to get up and walk out with hobie trailing right behind you, catching up easily.

your face is hot, placing your cold hands on your cheeks to ease the heat. “where ya goin’ luv?” he wraps a lanky arm around your waist, pulling you into his side. “anywhere that miguel isn’t there.” your response is slightly muffled with your hands squishing your blazing cheeks — he was going to be the death of you. “why’s tha?” his hands start to wander, gliding up and down your tight spider suit. “he was staring at us!” you unknowingly walk up a wall, hobie shaking his head at you with a glowing smirk.

“eh. he’s jus’ a ol’ bloke, he’s jealous tha’ he doesn’ have a bird like you.” he leans down to whisper in your ear, his breath shivering down your spine as you move your hands to cover your whole face, groaning. he chuckles stopping you in your mindless walking. “hobie..” “hm?” he takes your hands from your face, staring at your e/c eyes with a intent.. a very suspicious intent.

your eyes wander, trying to search for the right words. he pulls you to his chest, his hands alarming close to your ass. “you’re such a tease.” your hands rest on his chest, finally pulling enough courage to look back at him.

“you like it though.” his hand swiftly move to your ass, squeezing it. you hit his chest, your head in a blaze.