[Half-way to Nowhere au: The spider-gang fled Miguel and the society, but something strange happened when they tried to use Hobie’s portal; a tear opened up sending them to a fractured space between the worlds, where they meet lost civilians and forgotten spider-people who have been displaced after their worlds were destroyed.]
{The Spider-gang looks in awe at all the entrance of Fall Town which consisted of many floating islands of various lost worlds that were interconnected by web bridges, but what really blew them away was the sky it was lit up with colorful auroras and golden threadlike lines that made up a giant spiderweb that acted as a giant window giving them a view of other skies in other worlds, some of them were night, some of them were day.]
Pavitr: What’s that?
[He points up noticing something falling through a crack that went dark, another world lost.]
Gwen: Is that...A person?!
R/n: Looks like we got another newcomer. Hopefully they hit the net....
(They watch as the person falls towards a giant web net that almost covered the entire town, Aaand... they completely missed it and continued to fall down, until they landed into an open grave of the cemetery island which was floating just across from the gang.
Where a grave keeper Spiderman was calmly eating a sandwich, as the person landed in the grave, the grave keeper let out a bored sigh, got up from his lawn chair and grabbed his shovel as he got ready to bury the poor soul.. a hand raised up from the hole.}
Random Spider person, painfully strained: Wait! dude... I’m not dead!
(The grave keeper Spiderman grunts goes back to his lunch while two medical Spider-persons descend from one of the larger islands and help the new arrival out of the graveyard.)
R/n: Bet’cha you guys are happy you fell into my livingroom. eh?
Miles, nervously looking around: I-is safe for us to be like walking out in the open like this? the Society is-
{R/n remembers when she asked for Miguel’s help, he just broke her watch and left her to die in her world...}
R/n: Oh, please those high tidy snobs and their vampire nut-boss have no authority over this place...They can all go deep throat a cactus field!
Hobie, grabs R/n’s hand: Be my girl!~
R/n: Huh?
Spider-Noir: Then whose in charge around here?
R/n, turning her attention away from Hobie: No one as far as I know, Erm... We sort of work together to survive, y’know?
[Meanwhile...]
[Miguel wakes up on one of the islands and is confused when he when he can’t reach Lyla, his location always comes up as a Earth- 3rr0r, He frustratingly wanders around the world for a few hours before walking out into a side street where he sees Spider-people he recognized from worlds that had been previously destroyed working and living together; this was very... unexpected.]
(part 2)
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i’ve got hobie brown thoughts so i thought i’d share with the class.
because he carries his guitar with him literally everywhere, he has sooo many guitar picks. in the pockets of his vest, pockets on his jeans, in drawers, on tables, on floors, in other dimensions. little pieces of him pop up in the shape of guitar picks. each one a bit different.
you can find him mindlessly using a guitar pick punch on a piece of nylon during down time. or doodling a spider on each one. an ‘x’ drawn with the letters F N S M occupying the open spaces.
bonus: imagine hobie giving picks to the kids he saves. “pretty brave, kid. really wicked what you did.”
bonus x2: hobie giving the spider gang their own custom picks. like different colours, their spider insignias or inside jokes written on them. definetly don’t think about how they would turn the picks into charms on braclets or necklaces.
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The 3 Idiots - Nikita, Maitreyi, Pavitr
IT’S THEMMM :D
My spidersona Nikita, @hobiebrownismygod ‘s sona Maitreyi, and Pavitr!! <3
(btw I used green for Maitreyi bc I’ve seen u put her name in green in ur masterlists so I hope you don’t mind!! ^^)
For anyone who doesn’t know, the name 3 Idiots comes from a Bollywood film of the same name with another rly funny trio
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Rating: Explicit
Chapter: 1/1
Wordcount: 5,246
Summary:
Pavitr didn’t jump when Hobie’s hands fell to his shoulders, pressing in with his fingers to loosen the tension. He just tilted his head and looked up at Hobie, smiling that sweet gentle thing that made him feel like he would die of lovesickness. He took out an earbud, the tinny sound of “Gimme, Gimme, Gimme” playing through it. The song made Hobie smile.
“How’s your shite music?”
“It’s good,” Pavitr replied, undisturbed by the casual barb, “You should try it.”
“Not likely,” Hobie said, leaning down to kiss Pavitr hello properly.
After a long day of patrolling Mumbattan, Hobie finds his home in Pavitr.
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