#pavitr spiderverse

[drizzlingcups]

casual wear?

[scarthefangirl]

Luscious locks

Pravitr Prabhakar x G/N!reader

Description: Pravitr is the new spiderman, and he wears a suit to hide his identity. But the suit isn't enough to throw you off and you see right through it.

Warnings: Not revised, getting dragged into an alley by a guy (not much description),

Story type: Drabble

A/N: Literally just whipped this up to hold everyone over while I work on part 2 of admit it

Masterlist | REQUESTS OPEN (and appreciated)

"Pavitr, is that you?" You asked the masked vigilante, your head titled to the side. You knew there was a new hero around Mumbattan but you'd never really seen any pictures if him, let alone up close and in person.

"I don't know any Pavitr." Spiderman tried to deepen his tone so you won't be suspicious, but failed.

"Pavitr, I know its you." You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms across your chest. His shoulders slumped in defeat and he takes his mask off.

~ earlier that night ~

"Help! Help me! Someone help me!!" You screamed as a thug dragged you into an alley. You tried to fight the man off, but to no avail. You struggled in the mans arms but he was far stronger than you. "Help! Help-" Your screams were muffled by his hand clamping over your mouth.

"Stop fighting me." He growled and forced you to turn your body facing him, and you try to bite his hand. You kick and struggle but he holds you tightly. He slaps you, hard. "Shut up." You wince but continue screaming into his hand and fighting against him.

Before he could do anything worse to you, a web pulled him away from you. You stumbled back and watched as spiderman quickly defeated the creep who'd dragged you to the alley. You were just walking home from work when that perp grabbed you. But now you stood in shock as spiderman beat up the man. You noticed the details of spiderman, his beautiful long brown hair and body structure- you knew them. You'd know them anywhere.

Suddenly you were snapped out of your thoughts as spiderman rushed to you, putting his arms around your waist (sending butterflies fluttering around in your stomach) and told you to jump, and when you did he wrapped you around his torso. You knew him! He was Pavitr, your long time friend and crush. And he was spiderman, who had just saved you and now was swinging you to your apartment building. It wasn't hard to ignore the sickening feeling of being swung through the sky as you leaned onto him, his arms holding you firmly.

He arrived at the roof of your building, setting you down and putting his hands on your upper arms. You could practically feel the concern radiating from him as his big white eyes stared at you widely. He watched every detail of your shocked face, studying you. He noticed the way you were staring at him, studying him as well. He felt like you could see right through his mask and he tentatively stepped away from you.

~

"What the heck?!" You slapped your hand over your mouth in surprise as Pavitr removed his mask in shame. His stomach was twisted in knots, unsure of how you were going to react. He stumbled back in surprise when you rushed him into a hug. "You're a hero!" You whispered in awe.

"I guess I am," He smiled gently, hugging you back. You stepped away and looked him up and down in pride. Despite the night sky, his face still glowed and you could clearly make out his colorful suit. He watched you back, wishing he could kiss your stupid grin right off your face. He didn't have to though because it quickly turned to a scowl.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You scolded and he rubbed the back if his neck sheepishly.

"Its not safe for you to know." He frowns and you shrug,

"I don't care!" You smiled again, teasingly this time. You can still see the concern in his eyes so you add, "I promise I won't let anyone know I know. And I'll take self defense classes in case some jerk tries to hurt me or whatever!"

"How did you know it was me?" He asked after a moment, causing you to scoff.

"I'm offended you thought I wouldn't!" You hold your hand in mock offense and then answer more seriously, "I would know you any where Pav, no matter what silly get up you're in."

"It's not silly! And I seriously don't know how you knew."

"You have very recognizable, pretty hair. And I know the way you're built," You replied nonchalantly, then realized it was a little strange and felt your cheeks heat up.

"I didn't realize you paid so much attention." He smirked and you groaned, shaking your head. He did know you paid so much attention, and he paid attention too.

"Whatever."

"What was it you said about my very recognizable hair? It was.. Pretty?" His smirk widened and he stepped closer to you, sending tightness through your chest and stomach.

"It's very.... Luscious, what can I say?" You grin and he took his turn to blush. He laughed which made you feel embarrassed, "What? It is pretty, you say so yourself all the time!" There is a long silence of Pavitr smiling at you before he takes another step closer.

"You're pretty." He said softly and your eyes widened as you stood stiffly.

"Oh, um... Thank you." You said awkwardly. "You too." You cringe at your own words, mentally smacking your forehead.

"I'm sorry for any trouble knowing I'm spiderman is going to cause you." He mumbles sadly. You notice the proximity between you two, only a few inches of distance. It was dark out but you could see him clear as day, his hair blown slightly from the cool breeze. It really was pretty.

"I don't care if it gets me into trouble. I don't care if it gets me killed. I'd do anything for you." You admitted, gazing into his eyes. He practically melted at your words.

"I'll protect you." He smiled slightly, holding the eye contact.

"You're gorgeous," You said quietly, as if in a trance as you stared at him. It was like you weren't even hearing yourself.

"You're beautiful," He replied, in the same trance as he stared at you in awe. You both could hear each other but it was like it was said by someone outside of the two of you and you guys were just gazing at each other, all starry eyed.

"You're perfect," You continued.

"I really like you." He broke the trance and you both expressed surprise. You didn't even blink, frozen. "Sorry, I, sorry.." He rambled, face as red as yours.

"I- uhhh, Ilikeyoutoo." You blurted then clenched your eyes shut for a moment in embarrassment. Why were you so darn awkward?! But it didn't matter to Pavitr, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on your lips. Was this real? He pulled away and then hugged you tightly.

"You're adorable." He smiled into the hug and you reciprocated his touch.

"You're not so bad yourself spidey." You smiled as well, feeling yourself getting a little more comfortable. "You could never cover your identity from me Pav."

"I would never want to." He sighed dreamily, happy to finally know you felt the same as him and he didn't have to hide things from you.

~

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[angel-of-the-moons]

Hello, can you do the spider verse characters x reader with bad Anxiety also can the reader be Japanese or Korean if you don't want to do either that's fine.

I always try write in a way that the reader's race is up for personal interpretation, so you can for sure read this as Korean or Japanese if you like!

The Little Things We Know

(Headcanons for a partner with anxiety)

Spider-Men x Reader

TW/CW: None really, mentions of anxiety, comfort, fluff

A/N: Anxiety is another thing I suffer from so a lot of this is some self indulgent stuff I'd love a partner to do for me

Miguel O'Hara

• Miguel won't admit it, but even he suffers the occasional anxiety attack from time to time. His outbursts however tend to be his anger, his violence. He has the weight of the multiverse on his shoulders, and doesn't want to push the burden to anybody else. He feels like it should be his alone to bear.

Personally that's what I think it was really about when he was so... feral with Miles. He was so freaked out, so worried about another universe collapsing on his watch when he could have prevented it... he just didn't know how to react so the adrenaline and panic took control and drove his actions. (But that's just my take)

• So when Miguel comes in and sees you curled up on the floor, hyperventilating in the middle of an attack, he's on you at mach Jesus; immediately straining his senses to listen to your heart rate, blood pressure...

• He'll always ask permission before touching you, in case physical contact might only worsen your attack.

• If you consent to his touch, he will sit cross legged on the floor next to you and pull you against him, locking his arms around you in a cocoon of safety, murmuring sweet things in your ear while you sniffle and sob.

"Ay, mi corazón. I'm here. What has you upset? Can I help?"

• Miguel O'Hara is large. He can and will use his size and weight to calm you, if you want that.

Need him to be your weighted blanket? Done. He's curled up with you on the couch or on the bed in the span of a few heartbeats, his head resting at the curve of your neck.

Need his obnoxiously large hands to massage you, to help ease the tension? He's gonna grab your favorite lotion or oil and have you sit in front of him or lie down so he can work his magic.

• Miguel never wants you to be stressed out, seeing you upset is like a dagger in between his ribs. He will do whatever is in his power to help you.

• Lights too bright? He understands it can be overstimulating and worsen your anxiety attack, he will use his watch to dim the lights, or he will draw the curtains.

• He'll even play some soothing music for you!

Peter B Parker

• The Peter B Parker himself? Full of self doubt, even if he tries (and fails) to hide it at times. When he comes home and sees you in the kitchen, wringing your hands out in the sink as you tremble, unable to breathe, he himself starts to panic, thinking you cut yourself while cooking, or sliced your hand on some broken dish.

• After checking you over, Peter wraps his arms around you and murmurs softly on your ear, in a nice, cool tone.

"Hey, babe. It's okay. I'm here. Wanna play the naming game? C'mon, name three things you can see that are green."

• He will bring you all the snacks. All. The. Snacks. This is a man that understands your need for comfort foods.

• He'd rub your feet and ankles, if he feels you've been standing too long, humming to himself as he starts to play "This Little Piggie" with your toes, just so he can see you smile.

• The man is clingy, his love language is snuggles and kisses. He will kiss every single time you breathe too hard, or too fast for his liking; peppering your face until you break down into a fit of giggles.

Pavitr Prabhakar

• Pavitr Prabhakar is a blubbering, frantic mess when he finds you curled up on your bed, rocking with your face in your pillow.

• He immediately makes a bound for you, at your side in an instant . If you're in tears, he automatically breaks down himself, the poor man is very very very empathetic.

Sometimes you have to come down from your own attack to stop his crying.

• Provided Pav doesn't break down, he will immediately sit behind you, massaging your shoulders and asking you what has you upset.

Some jerk on the street shoved you, said something unkind and sneered at you? Well, have no fear, the P-Man is here!

"Hey, hey, hey, lovie. I'm here for you, okay? I know! Why don't I ask my Aunty Maya if she can put some of her special chai on? C'mon! I know we have some khari left!"

• Pavitr is a bubble bath man. If you don't want to sit down and have a nice cup of chai, he will gladly run a bubble bath with your favorite soaps, and body oils and salts added into the water as he sinks into it with you, even if it's cramped, he knows you love the closeness as he gently uses his hands to massage the sweet-smelling water into your skin; some soft music from your favorite station playing on the little radio in the window nearby.

After the bath, he'll even put some of his super special "secret" hair product in your hair, making sure it's left light, fluffy, and shiny.

• Pavitr, like Peter B, is very cuddly. He will latch onto you like a koala bear baby, rubbing his cheek onto yours until you finally laugh and try to shove him away, his hands still making grabby motions at you for extra effect.

Hobie Brown

• Hobie Brown. I've said it before, I'll say it again. He has a heart that's dipped in some gold spray paint. He'll act all tough, all badass and anti- establishment... until he comes home. Where he finds you. His one little respite in the world conspiring to keep people like the two of you down.

• Hobie spots you at your desk, hands gripping furiously at your hair as you cry softly, your legs bouncing in unison to the point your tendons and muscles ache, but he knows you can't stop it.

He slings off all his spikey, potentially aggravating punk gear, leaving a trail of it straight to you as he leans down and slips his arms around your shoulders.

"Ay luv? What's got ya in a tizzy, hm? Need my charm to ease ya back, eh?"

• Hobie has no hesitation, he can and will scoop your ass up and wrap you in a blanket burrito, order your favorite takeout, and hold your upset burrito-ness against him while he puts your favorite program on the telly, playing with your hair as he does so.

When the food gets there, he feeds you. He knows that when you get like this, sometimes you can barely function. So, he pampers you like the treasure you are.

• He will do whatever he can to make you laugh, from telling stupid jokes, asinine and unbelievable stories of what's happened in the "Spiderverse", or just stupid shit his band has gotten into, he will cover all the bases with you until he finally hears a muffled snort in the blanket tortilla he's wrapped you in.

• He will be your one-man concert, performing special previews of new songs he's working on, singing some idle lyrics, or bullshitting a love song dedicated to you like some punk serenade.

• Even if you start to feel better, and try to wriggle out of that burrito? Hobie will lay on you. He will lock his long, lanky limbs around you with that cocky smirk of his, laughing about how he's not about to let you go now, you're stuck as a burrito for the time being.

[dreacky]

I don’t know , I just love them , they’re are so cute and adorable!🥹

It’s hard to draw lips.. gosh!- 💀

[luvrsinn]

pavitr prabhakar is a romantic at heart. no matter the place or time, he never misses an opportunity to make you blush. he's always ready to pass quick compliments as he swings by, whether it's at school, a chaiwala, or while he's fighting a random villain of the week. he just always notices everything. if you've put on a new perfume or changed up your usual jewelry-he can't not tell you he loves it. he's your walking sunbeam, always shining his light on you.

[velvetwyrms]

Welcome to not-quite-WIP-Wednesday where I'm still getting the hang of drawing Team Miles but I'm so happy with these early stages that I'm letting y'all have a sneak peek 👀 Keep a look out for more updates of this piece!

[alfdefolf]

how do i use tumblr (look at this guy i made)

[tasenwrobots]

[leoncapy]

‘ ★ ’ — It was a secret...

Gender: SFW.

Some data: it's a short piece about what would happen if you (male reader) found out Pavitr's secret. / Es un escrito corto sobre qué pasaría si vos (lector masculino) descubriera el secreto de Pavitr.

It is written first in Spanish and then in English. / Está escrito primero en español y después en inglés.

En español.

Las campanas que anunciaban el fin de la jornada escolar resonaban por la institución, te habías preparado unos minutos antes para poder ser de los primeros en salir del salón así que agarraste tus cosas, te despediste del profesor de Lengua y Literatura y saliste caminando rápido.

Estabas preocupado, muy preocupado por tu mejor amigo Pavitr, él se había ausentado a clases durante dos días enteros y no te comentó nada al respecto, así que te encontrabas en camino a su casa con la excusa de darle los deberes, aunque bien sabías que querías asegurarte de que todo esté en orden.

Compraste un pequeño pastel en el camino, no te agradaba la idea de caer de imprevisto a la casa de alguien más sin algo para compartir, era una tierna costumbre que te habían inculcado desde pequeño.

Tocaste la puerta del departamento de tu mejor amigo, tomándote un tiempo para arreglar tu cabello mientras esperabas pacientemente. A los pocos segundos fuiste atendido por la agradable tía Maya, quién te recibió con los brazos abiertos y agradeció por el pastel que trajiste, dejándote ingresar a la vivienda mientras te indicaba que su sobrino estaba en su habitación.

No le preguntaste por qué tu amigo no asistió a clases, ella no parecía tener idea de las ausencias de su sobrino y sabías que eso solo haría que tu querido compañero se metiera en problemas con su tía. Agradeciste la amabilidad de ella y te metiste por el pequeño pasillo que daba para las habitaciones, abriendo la puerta del cuarto de Pavitr con confianza.

Al levantar la mirada tu cuerpo se congeló bajo el umbral de la puerta, tus ojos se enfocaban en la figura de tu mejor amigo que había ingresado por la ventana casi en simultáneo contigo. Ambos se miraban en silencio, él sintiendo un profundo terror en su interior y cayendo de a poco en el pánico de verte ahí.

(¿Qué haces ahí? ¿En qué momento llegaste? ¿Por qué estás en su habitación justo en ese momento? ¿Cómo reaccionarás? ¿Qué dirás? ¿Cómo puede mentirte? ¿Qué puede...?) era todo lo que podía pensar Pavitr mientras apretujaba la máscara de su traje entre sus manos. Mientras tanto, vos diste unos pequeños pasos para terminar de cerrar la puerta detrás de tí, aún con tus ojos explorando el curioso traje que portaba tu mejor amigo.

"No es lo que crees, puedo explicarlo" intentó hablar el arácnido, tartamudeando y dejando en claro que estaba en un punto rozando el pánico.

"Empieza a explicarte entonces" respondiste con un tono de voz bajo, frunciendo con ligereza el ceño, tenías demasiadas preguntas y ahora solo deseabas tener las respuestas.

Él suspiró mientras apretaba más la máscara entre sus manos, buscando las palabras adecuadas para decírtelo. "Me gusta hacer cosplay" murmuró con una pequeña sonrisa nerviosa, ganándose una mirada severa de tu parte, dándole a entender que eso no había sido chistoso ni podría haberte engañado. Tragó con dureza y desvió la mirada antes de hablar en serio, "No tenías que saber esto, se supone que.. que era un secreto" dijo con un tono de voz suave y arrepentido.

Lo miraste por unos largos segundos quedándote en silencio, esperando que te explicara las cosas de una vez, pero sabías que era imposible para él cuando se le dificultaba la tarea que tenía que ver con 'justifica tu respuesta'. Cerraste los ojos y negaste con la cabeza con suavidad, cruzandote de brazos para mirarlo antes de hablar.

"Desde hace seis meses Spiderman está en acción" dijiste con obviedad, dando unos segundos antes de seguir "¿Por qué... no me dijiste sobre esto? ¿Es la razón por la que estás faltando a clases más seguido que antes?" preguntaste con curiosidad.

Él asintió con cuidado, carraspeando su garganta "Sí, no se sabe cuando atacan y algunas veces lo hacen antes de ir al colegio... no me dan la oportunidad de asistir a tiempo." te respondió con una breve explicación, algo que entendiste y asentiste con la cabeza. Te miró mientras juntaba un poco de valentía para preguntarte, "¿Estás enojado conmigo por no decirte...? No lo sabe ni siquiera mi tía Maya... nadie lo sabe- sabía." se corrigió con rapidez.

Negaste mientras suspirabas, acercándote a él para extender tus brazos en su dirección "Debe ser difícil para tí cargar con todo esto solo, no estoy enojado. ¿Me dejas abrazarte?" respondiste con una pequeña sonrisa en el rostro, mirándolo con cariño.

Unas pequeñas lágrimas se juntaron en los ojos del moreno, asintiendo mientras se metía entre tus brazos para ser abrazado, acurrucándose en tu pecho sintiéndose vulnerable pero feliz, agradecido por tu compresión y aceptación.

In English.

The bells announcing the end of the school day resounded throughout the institution, you had prepared yourself a few minutes before to be one of the first to leave the classroom, so you grabbed your things, said goodbye to the Language and Literature teacher and left walking quickly.

You were worried, very worried about your best friend Pavitr, he had been absent from classes for two whole days and he didn't tell you anything about it, so you were on your way to his house with the excuse of giving him his homework, although you well knew that you wanted to make sure everything is in order.

You bought a small cake on the way, you didn't like the idea of unexpectedly dropping into someone else's house without something to share, it was a tender habit that had been instilled in you since you were little.

You knocked on the door of your best friend's apartment, taking time to fix your hair while you waited patiently. A few seconds later you were attended by the pleasant aunt Maya, who welcomed you with open arms and thanked you for the cake you brought, letting you enter the house while indicating that her nephew was in his room.

You didn't ask her why your friend didn't attend classes, she didn't seem to have any idea about her nephew's absences and you knew that that would only put your dear classmate in trouble with his aunt. You thanked her for her kindness and went into the small hallway leading to the rooms, opening the door to Pavitr's room with confidence.

Looking up, your body froze under the threshold of the door, your eyes focused on the figure of your best friend who had entered through the window almost simultaneously with you. They both looked at each other in silence, he feeling a deep terror inside and gradually falling into panic at seeing you there.

(What are you doing there? When did you arrive? Why are you in his room right at that moment? How will you react? What will you say? How can he lie to you? What can...?) was all he could Pavitr thought as he squeezed the mask of his suit in his hands. Meanwhile, you took a few small steps to finish closing the door behind you, still with your eyes exploring the curious suit that your best friend was wearing.

"It's not what you think, I can explain it" the arachnid tried to speak, stuttering and making it clear that he was bordering on panic at one point.

"Start explaining then" you answered with a low tone of voice, frowning slightly, you had too many questions and now you just wish you had the answers.

He sighed as he tightened his grip on the mask, searching for the right words to tell you. "I like to cosplay" he murmured with a small nervous smile, earning a stern look from you, letting him know that this wasn't funny and couldn't have fooled you. She swallowed hard and looked away before speaking seriously, "You weren't supposed to know this, it was supposed to be a secret" she said with a soft and regretful tone of voice.

You looked at him for a few long seconds, remaining silent, waiting for him to explain things to you at once, but you knew that it was impossible for him when the task that had to do with 'justify your answer' made it difficult for him. You closed your eyes and shook your head softly, crossing your arms to look at him before speaking.

"Spiderman has been in action for six months" you said obviously, taking a few seconds before continuing "Why...didn't you tell me about this? Is it the reason you're missing classes more often than before?" you asked curiously.

He nodded carefully, clearing his throat "Yeah, you don't know when they attack and sometimes they do it before I go to school...they don't give me a chance to show up on time." He answered you with a brief explanation, something you understood and you nodded your head. He looked at you as he mustered up some courage to ask, "Are you mad at me for not telling you…? Even my Aunt Maya doesn't know…no one knows-knew." it was corrected quickly.

You shook your head as you sighed, moving closer to him to extend your arms in his direction "It must be hard for you to carry all this alone, I'm not mad. Can you let me hold you?" you answered with a small smile on your face, looking at him affectionately.

A few small tears gathered in the brunette's eyes, nodding as he entered your arms to be hugged, snuggling into your chest feeling vulnerable but happy, grateful for your understanding and acceptance.

[foundfamilyhq]

[regnniar]

it’s pavitr prabhakar’s turn!!

[drizzlingcups]

OKAY OKAY SO——The lines from this fic just keep repeating in my mind like a broken record. The premise is gut wrenching! and super plausible 😭😭 I’m not gonna say anymore, you have to dip your own toes in! I struggle to comprehend the author’s genius 😮‍💨

READ AMBIT BY HYDRANOMAGO!!

[hobartsaglet]

Day Three of Pav and Hobie as Things my roommate and I have said

*someone walks by with a full laundry basket*

Pavitr: why does it look so heavy :(

Hobie, solemnly: it carries the weight of all her sins

[blueysobssesions]

Hmm, I'm back at drawing ig...

Reference:

I couldn't remember the username of the one who made this idea huhu :')

I haven't started drawing since 2019 ...

[orxcalot]

Not my usual style, but I did a face study(-ish) thing with pavitr from across the spiderverse because I have been alittle obsessed with this movie latley haha

[loopioz]

ϟ Spiderbois ϟ