#caregiver hobi

[anxious-dumpling]

Image Board for my fic, 'Sunshine Playcare'! 💛♡

(Blue Ver.)

[littlespacereader]

It said writing prompts were open, I just read Little Spidey and fell in love with the idea of Hobie being my cg. Would you be able to do a thing where the reader and Pav have a little time playdate with Hobie as cg/babysitter? Please and thank you ❤️

AHHHHHHHH!!!! SO CUTE!! I apologize for this being on the short side. I kind of got some writers block with this fic, but I’m happy with how it came out!! I really hope you enjoy it!! Thank you for the request!!!

The Tea Party☕️🫖

Caregiver! Hobie Brown, Little! Pavitr Prabhakar & GN Little! Reader (SFW!)

Tags - tea party, spilling the tea (littles gossip about stuffies), naps, and hugs

Hobie was more than excited to have one of his best friends here with his little one, especially since they’re both Littles.

In the past Hobie was always Pav’s go to babysitter for when he regressed and was away from his Caregiver Gayatri aka his girlfriend. Now add Y/N, Hobie’s Little to the mix and you have a recipe that was made in heaven.

Y/N was practically bouncing off the walls waiting for Pav to show up. They couldn’t wait. They already had everything set up for Pav! Their play table was already set up with their plastic tea set, Mr. Bear was already dressed up for the event and so was Y/N.

Hobie decided to get on top of things before he got there. So he was in the kitchen making food and snack for the Littles. While he did, Y/N would periodically check in on him.

“Is he here yet?”

“Not yet love but soon I imagine.” His eyes glanced to the clock. “Actually he should be here anyyyyy….”

DING DONG

“…minute.”

Y/N screamed and ran across the small flat to the front door, waiting for Hobie to join them.

Hobie walked over and opened the front door letting in an excited and fancy dressed Pav, all ready for the tea party.

Immediately he hugged Hobie, “Thank you for having me over again!!”

Then he went and hugged Y/N, “I can’t wait for our tea party!!”

Once they broke apart, Y/N took his hand and the two ran into Y/N’s room while the adults talked about boring Caregiver stuff.

Inside Y/N’s room was a small table set up with the works! Little plastic saucers, plastic tea cups, small plastic spoon and more. Chairs circled around the table, some filled with stuffies and other empty for the two of them.

“Please take your seat!” Y/N offered, before grabbing a chair themselves.

“No please! Allow me,” Pav grabbed the chair and pulled it out for Y/N to sit. They giggled as they took a seat and had Pav push them in.

“Thank you good sir!” Y/N added.

“My pleasure.” Pav replied, taking a seat himself.

Hobie walked into the room, hands full of food. “Look alive everyone! I have some snacks for you rascals.”

Hobie made a wonderful set up for the two of them. Mini sandwiches, some crackers, and more. All their favorites set up on a little platter.

He left for a moment only to return with their tea pot. They both too regressed for actual hot tea so instead Hobie brewed the teas cold so that if they spilled it or went to sip it they would burn themselves.

“Alright,” Hobie clapped, “I’ll be in the living room if you two need anything. Enjoy the tea party.” He winked before leaving.

Then the tea party commenced!! The two took some snacks and Pav had the honor of pouring each party guest their cup of tea.

“Thank you good sir.” Y/N said taking a sip of their tea.

“My pleasure!” Pav smiled back, pouring a cup for himself.

The two of them began talking about everything! From drama between their stuffies, to what missions they’ve been on in the last few days, to random tidbits about their favorite tv shows.

“Have you heard what happened to fluffy last week?!” Pav pointed to his rabbit.

“No! What happened?!”

“She was bouncing to the store when she fell down a storm drain and almost got washed away!!”

Y/N gasped! “That’s horrible!!”

“I know! She smelled like trash afterwards too.” Pav laughed, Y/N joined him. “But thankfully she took a bath and now she’s okay.”

“There’s a scandal going on in my room! Mr. Waddles broke up with his girlfriend Mindy and now he’s going out with her sister!”

Now Pav gasped, “WHAT. A. SCANDAL!”

They just talked for hours. But then it got quiet for a while. That worked up Hobie’s ears. Hobie, who was sitting in the living room tuning his guitar, decided to check on his now very quiet Littles. What he found was an adorable sight.

Pav and Y/N slept peacefully beside one another in Y/N crib. Both still dressed fancy with their fancy dressed stuffies around. Hobie could help but smile.

He grabbed a blanket and wrapped the two up in it. With a kiss to each of their head he turned off the lights and turned on the night lights.

I guess you could say the tea party was a major success!

[outlandish-dreamer]

I've been feeling kinda down lately, but can I request some headcanons for Cg!Hobie with spiderman!regressor!minor!reader who's trying to get into punk culture but feels like they're copying him? im sorry if im way too specific :c

(can I be 🕸️anon, please?)

Of course 🕸️that's not too specific at all! I'm sorry it's taken me a minute to get to, but I hope you're feeling a little bit better :) And I hope this is okay!!

Given that he's Spider-Punk, he'd have immaculate music taste and once he gets to know you, shares it with you too! It's something you bond over, even if you're not exactly into the subculture just yet.

He casually recommends you some bands like the Bad Brains, or The Muslims, just because it's stuff he thinks you'd be interested in. You give 'em a listen and after just general interest, you find yourself falling deeper into the culture as a whole. It's not just about the music of course, so you delve a little deeper into what it actually is.

Once you do though, your kind of unsure of what it means to you. How to really immerse in it. So much of it resonates with you and you want your own perception of it, but you're not quite sure where to start. That doesn't mean you don't have a good example though! Hobie's a ton of inspiration.

I can imagine that when he finds out, he's nothing but supportive. Like, he gets genuinely excited, eyes lit up and everything. He has someone who's into the same thing he is? Hell, yeah he'd be into it. "Wait, really? Thas' amazin'! No, really. You think I'd lie to ya? Pfft no chance mate. I'm just excited we got somethin' in common!"

He'll try to hang out with you more often now that he knows you're both into the same thing! Not only is it something you can both talk about, but it brings you closer.

He doesn't mind at all if you take inspiration from him or "copy" him. He knows it's not the easiest to figure your way out with this sort of thing. He wants you to have your own thing, but he's cool with it either way. Even giving you some advice and especially helping you out whenever you need it.

Brings you to his shows and even teaches you how to play if you're interested! (Or if you play a different instrument, you play together) If music's something you bond over that is. If not, he finds other ways to share it with you/get into it.

Fuck societal and gender norms, you two do whatever you want. The more people who're just utterly confused, the better because hey, it's not their life!

And fuck capitalism too, in every way. You pirate, help out those who need it whenever you can regardless of their "status," and just do/be whatever you want. That's the whole point of it anyway, and Hobie couldn't be happier to do it with you.

And really, you both are like two peas in a pod. Different yeah, but always there for each other. You're friends! And being a part of the same subculture only brings you closer together. Even if you weren't, you'd still be close, but it's just nice to have that. Plus, Hobie's got someone else to relate to and he wouldn't trade that for anything 🖤

[littlegemstone]

🕷🕸Little!Miles and Cg!Hobie headcanons🕸🕷

-Miles gets really shy about regressing. Like, really shy. He hides his gear very well in a bag under his bed.

-He doesn't have a lot of gear, it's just a baby pacifier he got from the corner store and a diy sippy cup made from a regular thermos and a silicon straw. But even though it's not a lot, he still feels the need to hide it.

-Miles' regression is mostly voluntary, but once he's in little space he can't exactly "snap out of it" quickly. He usually waits until he's alone at night on the weekends to regress, after patrol or a super villain fight.

-Miles tends to go non-speaking when in little space, in part because he doesn't like how he sounds when he's small. The way his voice cracks and goes up several octaves makes him feel even smaller and makes him afraid that someone will find out.

-The first time anyone found out that Miles regresses, it was Hobie and it was an accident. He'd stumbled in on Miles in the middle of the night and found him curled up in his bed, paci in mouth, watching baby sensory videos on his phone to help him calm down after a big fight.

-Hobie never really thought he'd be good at taking care of anyone, but he really enjoys being Miles' caregiver.

-Hobie calls Miles a whole assortment of nicknames, including "sunflower", "kiddo", "li'l man", and "love".

-Miles likes to color a lot when he's little. Hobie gets him a coloring book and assorted coloring supplies(he stole them but Miles doesn't need to know that).

-Hobie is not a perfect caregiver at first, but he learns quickly. He learns how to stand on the delicate balance of being caring and loving, and being patronizing. Thankfully, Miles is very forgiving.

-Hobie likes to carry Miles around. Miles is overjoyed to be carried.

-Once Hobie takes Miles out swinging while regressed. He loses Miles almost instantly though, and finds him thirty minutes later playing on a construction crane as if it's a jungle gym. Hobie makes a note to invest in one of those backpack-leashes.

-Hobie gets Miles more little gear, like a teether(shaped like Spider-Man's face, ironically) and a couple of board-back storybooks from a thrift store, and a box of bandaids with comic book characters on them.

-Miles loves gifts when he's little, but when he's big he panics a bit because he's getting more things related to his regression and its going to get harder to hide it all. He can't bring himself to refuse the gifts, though.

-Eventually, with Hobie's help, Miles tells Peter and Gwen(and Pav, on accident) about his regression. And suddenly he goes from being alone most of the time to almost always having a caregiver on call.

[aew-kun-age-regression]

"Stimming is cool!!!"

Pairing: Caregiver!Hobie Brown (SpiderPunk) x Little!Reader.

Summary: When someone makes fun of you for stimming, Hobie is there to help!!!

Warnings: Negative views on stimming, (from a stranger) talk of repressing stims, Nicknames (Bud, Little anarchist, kiddo, bug.)

(Gender Neutral Reader)

‼️ THIS IS NOT NSFW ‼️

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This wasn't something that was unusual to you. Or even to your friends. However that didnt stop random people from stopping you to make hurtful comments.

God why do some people insist on getting involved in stuff that isnt their business.

You couldn't help it, normally you'd try to suppress your stims but you had just got so incredibly excited when Hobie had told you that he wanted to take you to a concert.

When he told you, you began to squeeze your hands in and out of a clutched position.

You had also started to bounce on the balls of your feet.

Hobie chuckled quietly.

"I take it you want to go then?"

"Mhm!! Yes please!!!"

You could hear laughing. But not the gentle and kind laughter that Hobie normally produced when you stimmed. But a harsh and judgemental one.

"What are they doing?" The harsh voice said, not trying to hide the judgement.

Oh. Hobie was having absolutely none of this.

"Oi! Why dont you mind your own biz man!" He called out, making sure that the stranger knew their place.

Hobie gently took your hand and moved you away from the hurtful name calling.

"Hey bud can you look at me please?"

You looked up slowly.

"Heya my little anarchist, it's all right to Stim. You know that right."

Nodding you smiled slightly.

"I mean it okay Kiddo?"

"Mhm..."

"okay! Well now that's sorted let's go do something fun!!"

Hobie knelt down and patted his back (from over his shoulder)

"hop on bug. We're going to the park!" He said with a big smile.

"really?!"

"absolutely!!"

The two of you had the best time at the park and then went home and watched cartoons until you fell asleep, knowing that Hobie would always be there to help when others had things to say.

[napandmilktime]

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[cheezyratz]

CAREGIVER HOBIE HEADCANONS

❤️ let’s you listen to “I Am a Poseur” by X-Ray Spex

🎶 Thinks you look adorable in his vest

🎸 Will talk to you in complete sentences but doesn’t mind if you babble or baby talk.

🖤 will diy outfits for u

❤️ 100% takes old/broken plushies and sews them together to make a franken-plushie

🎶 I imagine he’s not the biggest fan of cuddling, but he still likes to hold you. (Maybe a really long hug, maybe picking you up and holding you ❤️)

🎸 If you ask he’ll put on a runway show for you

🖤 Will definitely teach you how to play the guitar

❤️ If you like to watch them when you’re regressed, he’ll watch horror movies with you

🎶 He’d get a bunch of temporary tattoos and fake piercings for you ^^

🎸 Loves kissing you right on your forehead

🖤 Will always remind you that you’re amazing, and no one can tell you otherwise ❤️🎶🎸🖤

[bunnelbaby]

☠️✨ Punk Caregiver flag (please reblog if you save)! ✨☠️

[shymeow]

\ (^°^) / could I request cg! Hobie? maybe with reader who doesn't get super little?

i couldn't find many rules on requesting so I hope this is okay 🥰

This is absolutely okay honey ! Thank you for the request my love ! I hope I got what you meant 🥹

𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 . . .

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Hobie 'Spider-Punk' Brown x fem ! lil ! reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (?): None. If I missed any, pls warn me !

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A not too little reader who loves to play with Hobie !

The city was quiet for the first time in God knows how long, all you could hear was the rain drops falling in the window and you and Hobie decided to spend a day playing together and doing some other activities! What could be better than a rainy day relaxing with daddy?! Exactly, nothing !

"Wow honey look at that! You're so smart I envy you!" Hobie said as he looked to the puzzle of 30 pieces that both of you were doing. You gave him a biiiiig smile and that made him so happy because he loves to give you the attention you wanted and he loved to pass the time with you relaxing. "Could you teach me how to be so smart like you?"

You giggled at his words, putting another piece in the puzzle. "No daddy my smartness is just mine!" You laughed as he pretended to be offended by your words, putting his hand in his chest. "Oh my! I think I'm gonna have a heart attack... My sweetheart doesn't love me anymore! Huh! Did you hear that? Is that a sound of giggles I hear?" He looked at you like he was spooked, making you stop laughing and look at him confused. "That's your giggle I hear! Do you know why? Because I'm the tickle monster! Rawr!"

He attacked you with tickles, making you squirm and laugh in the floor of the living room trying to escape from his tickles. "Hihihi daddy please!" You tried to grab his hands, but he was bigger than you and stronger than you, so it didn't affect him. "I just stop if you promise you'll teach me how to be smart!"

And of course, you agreed. But who said you really teach him? You two just hugged the rest of the day watching cartoons and enjoying each other company for a good time <3

[sailoreuropie]

[anxious-dumpling]

Image Board for my fic, 'Sunshine Playcare'! 💛♡

(Brown Ver.)

[littlespacereader]

Can I request cg!spiderpunk with spidey! little reader who starts having accidents in littlespace and she's rlly embarrassed cause she's a hero? Thanks! Feel free to ignore!

Heck no I’m not gonna to ignore!! I absolutely LOVE this idea!! This is such a huge issue a Regressor superhero might have! Trying to save the world but what if you need someone to save your world?! What if an accident happens while fighting crime?! I couldn’t love this idea more! So I hope you enjoy this fic! Feel free to send me another idea!!

The Little Spidey

Caregiver! Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk) & Spidey Fem Little! Reader

Tags: an accident, pull-ups, fighting, stuffies, hiding/reveal of regression, sippy cups, stuffie,hurt&comfort

Nicknames: darling, sweet one, love

Alright let’s do this one last time.

My name is Y/N L/N. I was bitten by a radioactive spider. And for 3 years I’ve been the one and only Spider-Girl.

Thats is, until I realized there’s a whole multiverse full of different Spider people! Recently I became a part of this Spider-verse, which had its ups and downs.

My universe was completely different from everyone else’s, which took some getting used to. In my universe Age Regession was a normal every day thing for people. It wasn’t shamed at or thought of the wrong way.

I’m one of the age regressors in my universe. I regress really young so on missions I usually wear a pull-up, just in case I begin to regress or can’t find a bathroom in time. And trust me, with the long hours of crime fighting, this has come in handy on numerous occasions.

My suit is designed by yours truly. It has a special feature that wearing a bulky pull-up or diaper isn’t shown. It just looks like a normal Spidey suit. I carry a backpack with me at all times with supplies for myself and some extra gear for missions.

Because regression it wasn’t mainstream in most of the other universes, I kept it to myself. That way I wouldn’t have to embarrass myself infront of the other Spideys. There were some universes where regression was just a normal every day thing like mine but those were rare to find, and it was hard to ask incase the answer was no.

After joining, I quickly became friends with Hobie and Pav, my two best friends. The three of us would travel to different universes and kick some butt together! We really worked well as a team!

Pav always strikes me as a Regressor. But I never have the courage to ask him in fear of him asking me if I’m one.

I often visited Earth-50101 to see Pav and spent time in Mumbattan. But I spend most of my time with Hobie in Earth-138 London.

Hobie and I are the closest. He made me feel welcomed the moment I joined the group. Miguel and Jess can be a bit intimidating at times, but Hobie always takes me under his wing.

He makes me feel comfortable and he never lets anyone yell or order me around. He’s a very free spirited freedom fighter. In London I watched his concerts with his band and in my universe we got ice cream together. He’s versatile.He also has the coolest Spidey moves with his guitar! It’s sick!!

He introduced me to Pavitr. Now the three of us hang out all the time! And when we’re not hanging out we’re fighting crime together!

Despite our close friendship I’ve kept my regression hidden from them. When they come over I just hide all my little gear and when we’re out I fight my hardest not to regress.

So with my regression under wraps I continue to fight crime now not only in Queens, NY but in the multiverse as well! Nothing can go wrong!…….Or so I thought.

~~~

Today was my day off, if that’s even possible for a Spidey. I decided today I’m going to regress and relax the rest of the evening. Hobie is practicing with his band, Pav is on a date with his girlfriend and my watch hasn’t gone off with a new mission. So I’m taking a me day.

I ran to my bed room and grabbed the box from underneath. I ripped the box open and grabbed my favorite stuffie and pacifier immediately. Then I had a choice of sippy cup: am I feeling princess or hearts today? Ummmmmmmm…….hearts!

With my things in hand, I walked into the kitchen. As I washed and filled my sippy cup I started to ramble off everything that’s been going on to my stuffie. Gotta let him know all the juice crime fighting details.

Then I made my way to the couch, plopping infront of the tv to watch hours and hours of cartoons. And hours and hours and hours…..

I woke up some time later to the buzzing of my watch. I quickly jumped up and spit my pacifier out before answering.

“Y/N! Where have you been? We been trying to contact you.” Jess aka Spider-Woman yelled at me.

“Sorry I was asleep after a long day. What’s up?”

“We got another anomaly. Suit up we’ll be there soon to pick you up.” And with that the call hung up.

Be there soon?!?!?!

I immediately started to shove everything under my couch or in the couch cushions. Then I ran into my bedroom to get changed fast! I quickly suited up but not without pausing in my bathroom.

I forgot a pull-up, how stupid of me let me just-

Suddenly I heard a portal open in my living room. “Y/N! Where you at?” Hobie yelled out.

I eyed the pull-up and then the door. It’s okay, it probably won’t be a long mission anyway. Just in and out and I’ll be back before I know it. I’m totally not feeling Little in the slightest so I should be fine without protection. Wait who am I lying to?

With that little pep talk I stormed out of my bathroom, grabbing my back pack on the way, and greeted everyone in my living room. There stood Jess and Hobie ready for the next mission.

“How was practice?”

Hobie rolled his eyes, “Don’t get me started! What practice? I was two second from going on when these guys called.”

“Don’t they know you’re trying to be an artist!” I said all dramatically.

He laughed and smirked, “Oh darling don’t you know? I’m already an artist.”

“Come on you two, we got a mission to complete.” Jess redirected.

The three of us set our watches to Earth-3624 and then we took off into the portal.

~~~

The mission is simple, or should I say was simple. There was a Doctor Octopus found in the wrong universe. We were tasked with finding him and sending him to the right Earth. Only problem is he was somewhere in the middle of NYC. So we had all of NYC to find him…just the four of us…looking for one person…in all of NY.

If you’re saying to yourself “Wow that sounds impossible” you’re totally right.

The night began to drag on and on and on. I was exhausted from the constant searching for hours on end. It didn’t help I was also fighting myself from regressing. But as the night dragged on it seemed Doctor Octopus was winning and I was losing.

My regression nagged at me every single moment. All I wanted to do was find a place to curl up, grab my pacifier and take a nap. But I couldn’t! Not now! I had a job to do!

What didn’t help the most was the nagging feeling of needing to go to the bathroom. I know what you’re thinking and you’re right, I should’ve gone before I left. But I was in a rush! I didn’t even know I had to go! Now I’m sitting on the roof squirming every two seconds.

Everything was so frustrating! I’m stuck on some stupid Earth looking for stupid Doctor Octopus in the middle of the stupid night!!…..Okay, maybe my regression was kicking in more than I thought it was.

“Hey,” Hobie swung up onto the roof I was sitting on. “How’s the search going?”

“It’s going.” I said a bit frustrated. “How about you?”

“About the same.” Hobie said, sitting on the edge of the roof next to me.

“I can’t believe they got us working this ridiculous mission. You think Miguel and Jess could just handle this on their own. But noooooo. Instead they pull the two of us in the middle of the night to try and find this wackjob.” I ranted away.

“That’s right Y/N! Stick it to the man! Let that frustration out.” Hobie smirked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I started to squirm in place a bit. I crossed my arms infront of my chest in an effort to mask it.

Hobie eyed me curious but didn’t say anything about it. “I know Jess is searching on the upper east side. I just wanted to join you midtown and make sure you’re doing alright.”

“I’m doing okay. Tired but okay.” I tried to reassure him. But I felt as though he could see right through me. Before he said another word I changed the subject.

“I don’t understand how we’re supposed to find Doc Oct in all of New York.” I said dramatically.

Hobie laughed. “Yeah, what do they expect? Him to come to us?”

The moment those words left Hobie’s mouth we both felt it, our Spidey sense. Of course we jinxed ourselves.

We flipped backward and just out of range for a giant sign that was flying towards us. I landed back on the roof and looked over to an adjacent building. There, standing bold as ever was none other than Doctor Octopus.

“Hello Peters.” He smirked.

Hobie swung over first. “Yeah you’re wrong on both fronts mate.” He swung his guitar at him, landing a nice blow sending the Doctor backwards.

“Once you go against one Spider-Man you go against them all.” He swung his arms again, this time hitting Hobie and sending him backwards.

Now I stepped up, running up, casting my webs and swinging full force towards the doctor. I managed to wrap one of his arms up, but while I did he grabbed me with another. With my leg trapped in his claw, he leaned back and threw me to the roof of a building next to him.

The back of my head hit the ground hard and for a moment I was seeing stars. I was drifting, I wanted to get up and help but my body just wouldn’t let me. I started to fade into darkness for a moment. Both in and out of consciousness.

It was at this time my regression decided to give in. Choosing for itself that it needed to regress more than anything else. What tipped it over the most was the warm feeling I started to feel between my legs. Tears started to fall from my eyes as I realized I was having an accident.

Then came the float gates. My regression wrapped around me like a warm blanket, trying to comfort me in a time of pain and embarrassment. I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here with my wet suit and headache! I just want to go to sleep with my stuffie at home, my pacifier and my pull-up.

I shut my eyes, not wanting more tears to escape. I had to get up, I had keep fighting. What kind of hero would o be if I couldn’t.

“Y/N? Hey! Y/N! Are you okay?” Hobie’s voice echoed in the background. I could hear his footsteps as he ran over to me.

Oh no. Nonononono!

Hobie and I caught eyes the moment I opened mine. He saw everything already. How could I explain the puddle beneath me or the tears streaming down my face?! I’m supposed to be a hero, someone who takes care of others. But I can’t even take care of myself.

There Hobie stood, not disgusting or confused, but worried and concerned about me. “Awwww sweet one-.”

“I’m fine.” I said with a cracking voice. Tears still fell from my eyes as embarrassment filled me.

I tried to sit up fast but he stopped. “Wow wow wow there darling you might have a concussion. Easy does it, easy now.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and helped me to sit up slowly.

He sat beside me, letting me lean on him for support.

I tried my hardest to talk between crying, “ I-I can explain…it just…just-”

“You’re a Little? I figured as much. No need to worry yourself with worries. You’re okay, it’s all okay love. I’ll take care of everything.” He said plain as day.

Maybe it was the concussion. “What?” Was all I managed to say.

“You know, on my Earth everyone knows about regression. It’s more common than you would think. Plenty of Earths know about regression, even if they aren’t as open about as our Earth’s are.” He went on to explain.

“But all of that doesn’t matter right now. Right now we need to get you changed and padded. Then we need to take care of you and your concussion.” Hobie threw his guitar to his back and lifted me bridal style into his arms.

“Wait.” I tried to say.

“What?” He raised an eye brow.

“Don’t we have to get the bad guy?”

“The bad guy? First off, I don’t listen or do what anyone tells me, especially Jess or Miguel. Second off, I already too care of that for us.” He gestured to the roof across from us. There all webbed up stood Doctor Octopus.

“I already phoned Jess who’s on her way to take care of the boring details. I say we get a move on before she starts ask questions we’re not going to answer.” He explained.

After a moment I nodded my head, wrapping my arms around his neck. With the click of his watch Hobie and I were soaring into another portal.

Before I even realized it we were back in my apartment. Hobie walked us into my bathroom, setting me down on the counter top. Then he began to search around.

“Where are your pull-ups at Y/N?” He asked searching under the sink.

To be honest, I was still in shock from this day. Blame it on the concussion but I couldn’t even fathom that this is even happening.

As I watched him raid my bathroom I spoke up, “What are you doing?”

“I just told you I’m looking for your pull-ups.”

“Why?”

“Why?” He stood up and walked back over to me, “Because we need to get you changed before you get a rash or worse.”

I stared at him, still in disbelief. “Why are you doing this for me? How come you don’t think this is weird and why are you being so-.”

He immediately stopped that train of thought by holding my hand in his. “Hey, hey hey. No more worrying about big thoughts okay? Like I said earlier, regression is something I’m familiar with. I’m happy you have an escape from this life as a Spidey. It’s a safe and healthy coping mechanism. I don’t find you or any of this weird. More than anything I want to take care of you.”

“You don’t see me as a weak Spidey because I’m a Little?” I asked, still a bit insecure.

“A weak Spidey?! Hell no!!” He shook his head. “Do you think Pav is a weak Spider-Man?”

I looked at him confused but shook my head no.

“That makes two of us. Pavirt is a Little too. He regresses around the same age as you. Doesn’t matter if you regress, you’re still a Spidey. Don’t get me wrong, I love Pav and I take care of him from time to time when he regresses. But his girlfriend tends to him most the time, I’m just the babysitter. But there’s something special about you. You bring out a side of me that I didn’t know I had.”

He sighed, “I realized early on you were probably a Little, so I kept a careful eye on you. Before you, I was still the cool artist you see before you today. But I was always missing something…something amazing. And I realized that amazing something was you. Without or without your regression. I think you’re truly amazing.”

He leaned forward and took my hand in his, “If you’ll have me, I’d like to take care of you whenever you’re regressed. That way you have someone watching out for you and taking care your needs. I can see you regress pretty young so you’re gonna need a careful eyes watching your trouble maker self.” He smirked.

“So…what do you say?” He asked.

I honestly couldn’t believe my ears. Hobie wants to be my Caregiver?! Also Pav is a Little?!! But mostly, Hobie the “coolest, mysterious, rule breaker” Brown wants to be my Caregiver?!

In disbelief yet happy beyond belief, I smiled and squeezed his hand. “Yes. I’d love for you to be my Caregiver.”

Hobie smirked and squeezed my hand back. “Trust me darling the honor is all mine.”

“But first and foremost let’s get you changed out of that wet suit and into something more comfortable. Now for the final time where are your pull-ups at?” He said dragging the last part out.

“They’re in my backpack.” I shrugged it off and handed it to him.

Hobie took the backpack from me and started to take all the supplies he needs out.

“So you don’t think I’m gross?” I asked, still anxious about the whole accident.

“Nope. You’re a younger Little. Happens all the time. It’s no big deal at all.” He said as if it was nothing. But he’s right, it really is nothing. It’s just an accident. “Alright let’s get you changed darling.”

Hobie helped me take my suit off. He grabbed me a fresh pair of pjs and a new pull-up then proceeded to change me into both.

“There,” he stood back admiring his work. “All nice and cozy!” He picked me up and carried me into the living room. “See? Nothing to worry about. It’s as if it never happened.”

I hugged him tightly in his arms, “Thank you.”

He smirked, “This is just the beginning.”

He carried me over to the couch and set me down. “Hold on, who’s this?” He pulled my stuffie from the couch cushion. “Y/N you didn’t tell me you had a friend over. Introduce to your mate.”

“Hobie this is (your fav stuffie name).” I said introducing the two.

“Pleasure to meet ya.” He said, shaking the stuffies hand. I started giggling.

“Now, I want you resting on this couch. I’m going to get you some juice and a cold compress for your head, okay?”

The moment Hobie left I immediately started to miss him. He’s only been my Caregiver for not even 5 minutes and I’m already so attached to him. Plus he wasn’t even that far! He’s literally just in the kitchen.

Luckily he returned soon, sippy cup of juice in one hand, and a damp towel in the other. “Alright sweet one sit up for a second,” he sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. “There we are.”

He laid the towel on my forehead which felt sooooooo nice! He handed me the sippy cup before he grabbed the tv remote. “Alright let’s see what your earth has on the telly.”

I always thought that as Spider-Girl I had to be the one taking care of everyone else, but Hobie made me realized what I needed more than anything was someone to take care of me too.

I haven’t felt safe like this in a long time. Just leaning against him, watching some mindless show on the television and feeling safe and cared for. I curled into his side and rested my head on his shoulder. He leaned forward and placed a kiss to my head.

We stayed like that the whole night, just Little Spidey and Caregiver Spidey.

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maybe a fic about hobie and gn baby y/n who is nonverbal when regressed and struggles to communicate?

/nf!!!

thank you sm if you do do it :)

Absolutely! Its been a while since I’ve wrote a fic so I’m more than happy to do it!

Hobie is your caregiver, he has been since about two months ago when you regressed during a mission. Now, you come to him whenever you regress! Since a majority of the spider people use age regression or care for littles, its not rare to see them out and about. You just got done with a challenging mission when you start to feel like regressing. That fuzzy feeling starting to infest your mind making you want to run to your caregiver as quickly as possible. You sigh, wanting to relax so you dont regress in public. You open a portal and quickly get back to the headquarters. There’s tons of people around, chatting loudly. You whine quietly, your increased senses are not helpful in this situation. The fuzziness starts to get unbearable as you run to Hobie’s little dorm. You open the door and slam it behind you, taking a deep breath when the noise fades out. “Love?” A British voice murmurs from the other side of the room. You perk your head up and see Hobie leaning against the desk covered in music sheets. You cant hold back any longer as you slip into regression.

Hobie’s face softens as he realizes what’s happening. “Come here baby, lets get you some help, yeah?” He walks up to you and leads you to the small couch in the corner. He drags a tote out from under the couch and pulls out some toys. He glances up at you and holds up a toy car. “Wanna play cars love?” He asks and makes honking noises as he moves it around. You whine slightly and shake your head, pointing to something else in the tote. He hums in thought before taking out a doll. “Dolls?” You shake your head again and stomp your foot. Why cant he just understand you?! He sighs and pats your head gently. “Hey, its alright hun, we’ll get there.” He smiles reassuringly before digging in the tote again.

He pulls out a teddy bear and your eyes light up. He chuckles as he holds it closer to you. “Teddy baby? You want your teddy?” You grab it eagerly and hug it to your chest. He got it! He smiles and sighs in relief before putting the tote back under the couch. “See? I told you dada always saves the day!” You giggle and kick your feet at that. Dada is so silly.

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Been a while Id say since I've made some spiderverse content 🤔 Hobie StimBoard!!!

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request: Could you please make a agere/ cg! mood board for Hobie Brown with punk and pastel themes, and maybe some headcannons of him with an autistic regressor specifically helping them deal with emotional neglect/ trauma?

requester: @justyouraveragealien

🕷️ is very attentive. Whatever you’re doing, he’s there either supervising or doing it with you

🎸 he loves listening to you talk about any of your hyperfixations. He’ll try to learn as much as he can about them so the convo won’t be as one-sided

💥 he always reminds you that there aren’t bad emotions, just bad reactions, and teaches you ways to handle your big emotions

🕸️ Though you may or may not have told him what exactly happened, he’ll always assure you that it wasn’t your fault

🕷️ regulating your emotions can be hard. One fun way to do it is head-banging while Hobie plays your favorite rock song on his guitar

🎸 he’s always there to tuck you in, and he’s always there to wake you up in the morning

💥 he promises that if you call his name, cry, or ask for help, he’ll be there. And he means it ❤️

🕸️ you want something? He’ll teach you how to make it! DIY is very important to the punk movement, and he’d be more than happy to create things with you