#maya auntie

[scribble-bunnie]

I don't know if anyone has mentioned this before (probably, but maybe not) but the thing I was focusing on while everyone else was distracted by the chai tea scene is Pavitr saying Maya Auntie. Like, that's the Indian version of Aunt May. Maya. And I had like a brain whoosh moment because that is such a perfect name for her??

Maya means "affection/love". Isn't that what Aunt May is always symbolising in every version of Spiderman? She is always there giving him the love and affection of a parent. It's such a perfect name for her.

There's nothing related to this, but I also just wanted to put it out there in case it hasn't been said (it probably has). Pavitr means "pure/holy" and I think his name is also kinda suiting for him because of his enthusiasm and bright personality. His heart is pure. I love him!

Edit: I just want to add after clarifying with a friend that Maya means affection in Marathi, not Hindi (both languages used in Mumbai)

[0luna123]

Random thoughts strike again:

Gwen's hands often being cold to the touch (like a ghost ya know?)

Hobie, while experimenting on a trans-dimensional watch, he ends up in a world of Dungeon Meshi, and promptly gets adopted by Laios' party. He fixes it soon enough, but chooses to stay for a while

Miles 42 stealing a watch from a random spiderman and reverse-engineering it (either for his own purpose or a way to send Miles 1610 home)

Speaking of Morales twins, them roughhousing

Engineers and coders of the band (Peni, MilesG, Hobie and perhaps Margo) pulling all-nighters to make robots just to pit them against eachother

Considering the black hole in Mumbattan, people are probably going missing, lost in the chaos. And somewhere there's Maya Auntie, looking for her nephew

[milimeters-morales]

Miles G: oh so when babies in the womb kick their mothers it’s natural but when i do it-

Miles, covering his mouth: haha isn’t he such a … character!! 😅😅

Pavitr and his Maya Auntie, who wanted to meet “the twins”:

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Opening for BTSV thought…

Ok so, we know how Gwen opened up ATSV, she had like the first 20 minutes that set up the movie. Now hear me out, what if Pavitr opens up BTSV (I may be biased but let me live lol), but imagine if you will…

Pavitr was left behind when the rest of the Spider Band left for Nueva York, so Pav is there wondering what’s going on. He swings down to the other Spider people where they are trying to contain the black hole that appeared. He starts asking them questions, but all of the answers aren’t very helpful. “We’re trying to contain the anomaly.” “The canon was broken.” This doesn’t really clear anything up, but he knows whatever is happening is not good.

He swings back up to the bridge, he makes sure everyone is clear of the damage. He heads home to Maya Auntie, he finds her asleep on the couch. She left the tv on, it was the news. They were reporting on the black hole that appeared in the middle of city. Pav feels weary, he finds a blanket and places it over Maya and turns the tv off. He goes to bed and tries to sleep, but he can’t.

Quietly, he puts his suit on and grabs his watch from Miguel and swings into the night. His plan was to travel to Nueva York to get answers from Miguel as to what was happening to his city. But as he swings, he ends up swinging by Gayatri’s home. He sees her on the balcony and lands on a near by rooftop. Normally, he wouldn’t interact with her as Spider-Man, but in this case, he felt it justified to check up on her since he did rescue her earlier.

He swings and lands on top of her rooftop. He attaches is web to their chimney and hangs upside down in front of her. She’s startled at first but recollects herself once she realizes who it is. He apologizes for scaring her and says he recognized her as the girl from the bus. He asks her if she’s alright, she giggles and says she’s fine and that she’s lucky that he was there to save her. He’s relieved and tells her he needs to go, but she tells him to wait. She asks him if there’s a way she can repay him for saving her life, perhaps a kiss.

Pav is taken a back, he’s stammering, he wants to say yes because of course he wants a kiss from her. But he’s not Pavitr right now, he’s Spider-Man, he can’t accept. But he still form a coherent sentence, finding it hard to say no. Gayatri laughs “What’s wrong, you don’t want a kiss from your girlfriend, Pav?”

He goes silent, trying hard to process what she just said. “W-what?” is all he could manage. “It’s okay Pavitr, I know it’s you.” At this point, he flipped himself right-side up, standing in front of her now. Slowly, he reaches up to his mask and pulls it off, he stares at the ground.

“How did you know?” He asks softly, he hasn’t lifted his head to look at her yet. “Well, the hug you gave today kind of sealed it for me. But your hair is very recognizable, Pav.” He laughed a little, finally meeting her gaze. He apologizes for not telling her, saying he wanted to keep her safe. She’s understanding and give him a small peck on the cheek, it’s hard for him to hide the blush on his face.

He tells her that he’s worried about the black hole that appeared in the city today and that he’s going to to find answers. All of a sudden, there’s a shaking in her room. A few things start to levitate slowly off the ground, they look at each other confused. A portal opens, suddenly Gwen appears. Pavitr is relieved, Gayatri is still confused but relaxes when she sees her boyfriend is calm, he tells her not to worry and that she’s a friend.

“Miles is in trouble, Pav. We need your help. Please.” Gwen says. Behind her appears Hobie and Peter B with Mayday. Pavitr nods and turns to Gayatri. “I have to go. I’ll be back soon, I promise,” he says. He leans down and gives her a tight hug. “Be safe,” she whispers in his ear. He pulls back and smiles, “I always am.” He plants a small kiss on her forehead and heads towards Gwen and the portal.

Hobie, Peter B., and Gwen all walk through the portal. Pavitr turns around one last time before stepping through. “I love you,” he says, and disappears along with the portal.

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Listen, this isn’t the prettiest writing or set up, but I would love something like this as it feels like a parallel to ATSV and Gwen’s story and I wanted to self indulge 😭

[hydranomago]

Summary:

Pavitr flusters, “Or should I sit her down and tell her really nicely that what she’s doing is a crime, and she could be jailed by Miguel for it, and her Papa won’t be able to get her out?”

“Dunno,” Hobie shrugs with nonchalance.

“What do you know?”

“I know that Mayday is a dwtty child, who cannot be held responsible for her actions.”

Hobie Brown, the anarchist; finds his family.

(A character study into Hobie, and the flux of all which makes him, him.)

[luckycheesefoodie321]

I personally think that all the Spider people need a visit from their local Aunt May/Maya Auntie to give them a good gentle but firm talking to about the great responsibility line.

Like sure maybe these events are “canon” but that does not mean you should stop trying altogether. And then all the Aunt May’s can sit Miguel down real nice with a cup of chai and remind him of that as well. Because guy needs a hug and a moment to reflect upon his trauma and self-hatred.

[call-me-strega]

Y'all I joined the the "Miles has two hands and those hands have more hands🫶” discord server and lemme just say it’s a fun place to be. Anyways here’s something I already shared there about one of my favorites boys Pavitr.

Okay I have a headcanon that’s inspired by my parents. Pav has absolutely learned hospitality from his Maya auntie. It's bad manners not to offer your guest food or drink when they come over and if you go out with someone offer to pay. Where I’m heading with this is that Pav tends to feed the other spiders when they hang out and they love him for it

[felinecryptid]

A Phone Call Away

this is just goldenpunk fluff idk what else to tell you, there's no plot to this

“Hi,” Pav whispered, as soon as the call connected.

“‘ello,” Hobie hummed. “Wha’ are ya’ upto?”

“Nothing, I’m just out getting some groceries. Auntie sent me out and told me not to come back, until I find the brand of tea she likes,”  Pav smiled and Hobie could feel the sun shining on his face. Then he frowned. “Are you still in bed?” 

Hobie laughed. ”I was readin’ a book,” He said, holding up 1984.

“Gadhe. Tell me you've eaten something, at least,” Pav shook his head, putting a bag of potatoes in his cart.

“Ate some leftover chips, luv’, don’t worry about it.”

“I am going to worry, it’s like 2 in the afternoon at yours, and you’re still in bed. I’m not even there to cook you something.” Pav whined. Hobie felt something warm curl up in his chest.

“Awwh, babe, you love me?”

“Of course, janemann, I love you so much.”  Pav held up a pack of tiny biscuits Hobie recognised to be ‘little hearts’. “I would literally kill to kiss you right now.”

“I’d die to kiss ya’.”

“Yeah.” Pavi stared at something off camera, doing some calculations with his unoccupied hand. “Hey, do you think I should get the family pack for 150 rupees or buy two 4-packs of maggi at 160?” He turned to the camera, showing a yellow pack of noodles to Hobie.

“I don't even know the difference,” said Hobie, finally getting up from his bed, looking for the copper water bottle Pav had bought for him.

Pav hummed, “I’m getting the two 4 packs,” He dumped the said items into his cart. “Should I get schezwan chutney for you?”

“The red spicy one? Oh fuck yea’ ov' course,” He said, watching the shirt ride up Pav’s shirt as he reached for the sauce on the top shelf. “It too high for you, shona?” Hobie asked, seeing the predictable blush rise up Pav's face at the hindi pet name. He loved it when Hobie tried and butchered hindi.

“Jaanu, you know I'm in public. I can't respond like I want to, that's so unfair.”

“I know, mere subah ki kiran,” He said, voice raspy, words feeling unusually rounded yet familiar.

“Hobie!”

Hobie laughed. He could see the deep, almost-maroon blush high on Pav’s cheeks. 

“Have you been learning from Gayatri again?” Pav asked, voice accusatory, and a sparkle in his eyes.

“I'm not gunna conform o' deny tha',” Hobie finally found the bottle under the bed, and drained it.

“I love you so much, you ass.”

“I love ya too. Wha' time is it at yours now?”

“Around eight pm, why do you ask?”

“I thought we’d eat together, you could have dinner early and I'd’ve a late brekkie.”

“It’s a late lunch at this point,” Pav scolded. “But yes, I'd like that. What are we eating?

“Mac n' cheese?”

“You know that auntie would kill me if i told her that's my dinner.”

“Jus' tell her it's a snack.”

“You are the snack,” Pavi giggled, highly weird behaviour when in public, but Hobie liked the thought of them being disgustingly cute for everyone to see. Everyone to see their love. Everyone to see how important Pav is to him.

Another part begged him to hide Pav away bc what if his enemies hurt Pav to get at him?

Hobie shook his head, because what enemies did he have? He was a tattoo artist and Pav was a physics academic. It's not like they were fighting supervillains everyday.

Pav thought the head shaking was for his comment because he doubled down. “No you definitely are.” 

“Does tha' mean you wanna eat me instead ov' the mac n’ cheese?”

“No- I mean- Yes, but what the fuck Hobie, I’m literally at the supermarket, and yes I have earphones in, but-” Someone knocks into Pav.

Hobie recognised the glint of her earrings a moment before he heard her voice. “Oh my god, Pav! You didn't tell me you were back in India?”

“Gayatri! I'm sorry, I came back like 3 days ago, and I've been too busy with packing Maya auntie’s things, I literally forget to sleep,” Pav laughed.

“Sounds like an excuse, Pavitr Prabhakar, you little bitch. If you had let me know, I'd have helped you.”

“That's exactly why I didn't tell you, aren't you working on that new movie? With Ranveer Singh in it?”

“So what, I could make time? And what kind of friend would I be if I didn't help Maya auntie and you to pack her things- Where's she going by the way?”

“Oh, uh- she's moving to the UK, in with us.”

“Oh, she's leaving?”

“Yeah, Hobie and I thought it'd be better if she lived with us and UK has better resources aur sach bolun to unko mujhe apne paas hi rakhna hai.”

“Yeah that's good, I'm going to miss her, I'll miss you both,” Gayatri's voice seemed sad. “But now I've got an excuse to barge into your house.”

“Wasn't I reason enough?”

“You? yes. Hobie? yes. Dono saath mein? Nope, thank you I'm pretty sure I’d have to bleach my eyes.”

“Thats-”

“Shut it. Speaking of hobie, show me the ring?”

Hobie watched as Pav swapped hands, bringing up his left ring finger into view, a familiar ring shining under the harsh grocery store lights.

Gayatri muffled a squeal. Pav’s grin was so wide that Hobie thought it was bleeding off him to Gayatri and him because Hobie found himself smiling into the cabinets as he took out a box of pasta.

“Ohh! kitna pyaara hai! is that real moonstone?”

“Yeah, it's covered with a thin layer of artificial diamond, it's custom made.”

“I'm so jealous. if my next partner doesn't put in at least this amount of effort, i'm breaking up,” Gayatri shoved Pav gently.

“Hobie would love to hear that. Hey, Hobie, did you hear that?” Pav turned to Hobie gleefully, Gayatri butting into the frame with a delighted look.

“Hi Angrez, wasn't stealing Pav’s heart enough? You had to take Maya auntie too?”

“Oh you can’t hear him, take my other earbud.”

Gayatri takes it, sticking out a tongue at both of them.

“Hello guruji,  you are the one 'elpin' me charm them,” Hobie saluted her with the spoon he was using to scoop out salt.

“Oh my god you are so impossible, what's the status on the Kohinoor?”

“Still on the king's head, regrettably.”

“You promised to get it back if I let you have Pav-”

“Hey, am I a tradable commodity now?”

“-at this rate you have to return the entire British museum, including interest.”

“I'd gladly do tha' on its own.”

“I’m going to accompany Pav to yours to make sure you do just that. Okay, guys, you can get back to your mushiness. I need to get going.” Gayatri waved at him and handed Pav his earbud, disappearing out of frame.

Pav looked at him with a giddy smile “I saw you put pasta in water, what do you want to bet I can check this out and get a take out box in ten minutes?”

“Not one euro or a rupee, I know ya can, including Maya auntie’s favourite tea.”

“I already found it,” Pav held up a box and Hobie couldn't resist blowing a kiss.

“You're on then,” He said, holding up a bag of shredded mozzarella. “Let’s see who gets mac n’ cheese done first.”

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Translation:

gadhe - you ass (but this is the animal ass)

janemann - love of my life (not exactly but close enough)

maggi - verrrryyy popular desi masala ramen noodles

copper infusion water is considered healthy hence the copper bottle

schezwan chutney - a chilli garlic paste its delicious idk the recipe

shona - gold/love

jaanu - my life

mere subah ki kiran - my morning sunshine

Ranveer Singh - famous actor

aur sach bolun to unko mujhe apne paas he rakhna hai - and to be honest, i want her to stay close to me

dono saath me - both of you together

kitna pyaara hai - its so cute

angrez - foreigner (of the english kind)

guruji - extremely respectful word for teacher (when i say extremely respectful i mean it)

kohinoor - famous diamond stolen from india during British Raj

A/N:

this took me forever to edit

i tried a different process of writing which was quicker to finish but took so long to edit iwndiedksndid but ill do this again bc i like this way much better

this fic was inspired by my parents shout out to them for doing long distance straight after marriage with a 1 year old (me) i could never

comment if ya want more bc they keep me alive

[aa-auntcle-bracket]

ROUND THREE

[orangeispice]

they better give pavitr a clone saga at some point

kaine and ben reilly's relationship is heavily based off of cain and abel-- the "am I my brother's keeper" and the like. Kaine's name is literally a play on that. It's been acknowledged several times in the comics.

a really interesting adaptation for pavitr would be bhim (ben) and karna (kaine)

the inspiration for this comes from the Mahabharatha.

Simplifying the Mahabharatha: There are five brothers called the Pandavas (one of whom is named Bhim), who are heirs to the throne. However, their 100 cousins (Kauravas) also have a claim to the throne. They go through a great deal of hardships, after which the Pandavas win.

The leader of the Kauravas, Duryodhan, befriends someone not of noble blood, Karna, and elevates him to kingly status.

Karna is actually the first son of the Pandavas' mother; however, she abandoned him after his birth, as she was an unwed woman scared of being ostracized. Karna refused to forgive her, but promised he wouldn't hurt her four of her sons, except for one (Arjun).

The Pandavas only found out the truth after Karna's death.

so. could you imagine the narrative potential if we had Bhim and Karna? Brothers who feuded, and hell--didn't know they were brothers. (Pavitr works into this story somehow I swear--)

[demigod-of-the-agni]

emo pavitr wore this on his birthday instead of the kurta maya auntie made for him

[etoilelafleur]

I bet when Pavitr was a small child he went HAM for one of these fuckers

[milimeters-morales]

Pavitr: all the girls i know can throw entire trucks into the sky and they’re so niceys to me when we aren’t trying to kill each other

Pavitr: well i think they’re girls??? idk

Maya Auntie, wondering if the city air is getting to him: mhm,

[ask-pavitr]

The way you simp for your girlfriend is so wholesome and I'm SOOOO here for it! :3c

I'm just ken

but instead of my job being beach

my job is boyfriend :3

[jmflowers]

prompt #1 | prompt #2 | prompt #3 | prompt #4 | prompt #5 | prompt #6 | prompt #7 | prompt #8 | prompt #9 | prompt #10 | prompt #11 | expanded prompts: Hygge on AO3

prompt #12: I just needed to remind myself that good parents foster healthy sibling bonds (and us siblings are so lucky to be the recipients of that love and care)

October 2025

It’s whimpers that startle her awake; the beginning mewls of a half-cry that isn’t yet a fully formed wail. She’s grown accustomed to the sound in the month since they brought Beatrice home, to the way every tiny breath, every smack of little lips, every gasp can pull her from sleep.

Carina sighs, stretching slowly as her brain rouses from the impromptu mid-afternoon nap. The duvet is warm beneath her, the sun only just shifted past the bedroom window, and the comfort of the heat drags at the edges of her mind, urging her back towards the sorely needed rest.

Maya had slipped out, though, after putting Andrea down for his own nap – gone to get some groceries and a bit of fresh air – and Carina isn’t sure if she’s returned yet. Isn’t sure if the huffs through the monitor will make Maya appear in the bedroom doorway.

It’s better, she knows, to tend to Beatrice before she’s loud enough to disturb Andrea. Convincing her body seems to be another matter, though.

“S’okay, Bea,” a little voice whispers before she can move, “Shh.”

Beatrice whines softly in response. The familiar pop of her puckered lips parting comes a second later, her mouth obviously opening and closing the way it does when she’s hungry.  

“No cry,” Andrea murmurs.          

He’s holding a soother up against the mesh of the bassinette when Carina manages to open her eyes, offering it as though he thinks his baby sister might reach out and take it from him. He’s not tall enough, yet, to peer over the edge to see her, but his voice seems to be soothing her, the whimpers softening.

“S’okay,” he repeats, “No cry.”

The tears well as they always do, prickling in the back of Carina’s throat as her eyes fill and the first one spills over onto her cheek. She wipes at it, sucking in a breath that draws Andrea’s attention.

He turns and his face breaks into a wide grin. “Hi, Mama,” he greets, “Bea cry.”

“I know,” Carina says, holding out her hand to coax him to her side, “Are you helping her?”

Andrea nods, walking slowly towards the bed. He rests heavily against the mattress, setting his head alongside Carina’s so she can press a kiss into his curls.

“You’re a good big brother,” she whispers, her fingers tracing a familiar path down the side of his cheek, “You’re kind and you’re smart and you’re helpful.”

He nods again, shifting closer, seeking out the physical comfort of her touch as he has been since they brought his baby sister home. It’ll be a short-lived, Carina’s sure, this snuggly version of their little boy, but she treasures it while he’ll let her. Treasures the press of his weight against herself, the lean of his body as he adjusts to the new life they’ve bestowed upon him.

“I’m so proud of you,” she promises, feeling the emotion roll itself into a ball in her throat. Another tear escapes, dribbling down her face and off her chin into his hair.

He jolts at the sensation, lifting his head up quickly to look at her. His eyebrows furrow together as they do now when he thinks, the skin between his eyes wrinkling ever so slightly. And it’s so reminiscent of an expression Maya makes that the next tear escapes alongside a little sob, whatever semblance of a hold on her emotions Carina had been managing crumbling away in an instant.

“Mama cry?” he asks, concerned. He lifts a hand to her cheek, patting gently at the wetness.

“Yeah,” she murmurs, pulling his hand to her lips to kiss his palm, “But happy crying.”

“Happy,” he echoes.

And she is – happier than she ever thought she could be.  

[kittencakepop-offical]

Headcannon: Mia is rolling in her grave being robbed of being Trucy’s Godmother