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[the-kr8tor]

Lmaooo he's getting his own taste of medicine bc he's def like this with gayatri around the guys

Hehehe they got me giggling 🤭

Hello! I wanted to request for a fluffy Hobie x reader <3 One where the reader is someone he became friends with through the Spider Society, so the two have yet to properly get to know each other, but reader has a terribly hidden crush for him. But the main thing is that, out of everyone in their friend group, the pair are huggers so they naturally gravitate to one another for hugs or to just be close. - 💜💛

Hello!! I hope you love it!! And thank you for reading my work! ❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Tags: use of Y/N sparsely, no specific physical description of the reader (except hobie is mentioned taller), spider person! Reader, spider trio cameo, established relationship, lovestruck! Hobie, fluff!

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The portal opens right in the middle of spider society. Its warbling orange glow glimmers against the white floors as the whole squad exits the portal.

You immediately bolt towards the team, eyes looking for the familiar pair of boots to step out of it.

“Hey!” Gwen smiles, taking off her mask as she tiredly hugs you. You pat her back, and she looks at you suspiciously. “I have a feeling the welcome committee isn't just for me.”

You wince, giving her an awkward smile. “What— no way, Gwen. I'm here for you!”

“Hobie's right behind us, Y/N.” Pav says tiredly, arms stretching as your face brightens up from the mention of the punk spider.

Gwen scrunches her nose, scoffing as she lets you go. “Really? You don't even hide it well.”

You try to save face. “I'm here for…all of you.” You bounce on the balls of your feet as you hear footsteps exit out. Your smile flickers away for a second when Miles appears from the portal, rubbing along his aching wrist.

Miles notices along with Gwen and Pavitr. “‘I’m glad you're safe, Miles!’” He mocks your voice. “Really, you don't even hide it anymore.”

“That's what I said!” Gwen agrees, huffing with her hands placed on her hips.

The familiar thump of the pair of boots has you turning towards the source, arms gravitating to the pair of arms ready to receive you.

“It's just hurtful, y’know— oh come on!”

The trio turns to you and Hobie, embracing like you haven't seen each other in years. When in fact that you literally saw him before he went on the mission, and was hugging you just like this.

His chin is propped atop your head, arms squeezing you and slightly lifting you up on your feet while you hide in the crook of his neck. He smells of post battle adrenaline and coconut from his (Pav’s) oil.

“How's my favourite spider?” Hobie says, eyes darting towards the three, who are brooding in place. He clearly did that on purpose, where's the lie though when he's wrapped around your finger.

��Good,” you say against his skin, lips barely brushing along his neck, and barely appropriate for ‘just friends.’ “I broke my record at the training grounds.” Leaning away to his disappointment, your smile has his slight frown fade away. “The tip you gave me worked really well!”

“Augh, get a room already.” Miles says in disgust while Gwen acts like she's gonna barf.

“I think it's sweet!” Pav exclaims while you and Hobie are stuck in your little bubble of affection.

Gwen and Miles stare Pav down.

“Really? It disrupts the friend group.” Gwen argues.

Miles loops his arm over Gwen's shoulder, nodding along. “I agree!”

Pav gives them a look. “Hypocrites!”

They continue to argue in the background while Hobie's arms are still around you. The continuous hugs remind you of those stuffed animals with the long arms and velcro on them so they'd stick to your clothes and hug you the entire time. Hobie's hugs feel the same, soft and comforting. Without the prick of velcro of course.

“D’you think they'll stop arguing?” You ask, head lifting up to gaze into his warm eyes.

Hobie beams at you, hand placed in the back of your head while his nose nudges your temple. “Maybe once we tell ‘em that we're datin'”

“Date, we went on one date.” You correct him, but your bashful grin and clammy hands that are still holding on to him says that there will be more in the future.

“It would be plural if someone confessed a lot sooner.” A smirk plays on his lips as you smack his chest playfully, palm hitting hard muscle underneath his suit. You suddenly feel incredibly warm. “They're right, you didn't hide it very well.”

“Y–You know why!”

“No, I don't.” His lopsided smirk says otherwise. He's playing with you, and you're loving every minute of it. “Can you tell me again, just like last night?”

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[the-kr8tor]

Lmaoo i think it'll be worth it just to see him do all the silly dances!!

Installing fortnite right now

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[pardonmydelays]

decorate my fucking tree you cowards

[caiusthecat]

Chrobin die cut sticker set preview and interest check! I’m so freaking excited finishing this personal project with 2023 being so full of absolute Chrobin brain rot🥺❤️ Reblogs are EXTREMELY appreciated!! Interest check under cut!

[the-kr8tor]

Thank you sm!!! I adore a reader who's so soft only for their love 😍

Hello! I've just recently found your work and honestly, it's honestly so sweet. You capture Hobie's character and manner of affections perfectly <3 I wanted to request for a Hobie x reader, wherein the reader isn't really one for physical affection but warms up to him specifically? Like, they're close, but reader tends to keep themself at a distance. It goes from an accidental hug to intentional shoulder touches, then hand holding & cuddling ? - 💜💛

Thank you so much!!! I hope you like it! ❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, spiderwoman! Reader, loser! Hobie, established relationship, CW drinking mention, fluff!

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Hobie finds you tucked in the corner of the room. You nurse a half empty glass of champagne while confetti rains down on you. The chatter of the spider society party fades in his ears as his eyes hone in on you, smile appearing on his lips the further he gets closer to you. You meet with his eyes as he dodges fellow spider people, a soft smile unconsciously appearing on your usual stoic face.

“Come ‘ere often?” He sidles up next to you, giving you some space to move away, but you don't. You've come a long way from flinching at every movement that comes close to you. He still remembers that you barely glance his way, now you're gazing into his eyes, not afraid of getting lost in them unlike him, who's drowning from the sight of it.

“I work here too, you know.”

“You get paid for this? Shit, who do I have to talk to to get my money ‘round ‘ere?”

Your laughter is soft amidst the noise of the party. Hobie's smile brightens as you accidentally nudge his shoulder with your own.

“I didn't know you could laugh, love.”

You roll your eyes, face returning to the usual look you have. “I can get angry too.”

“Really? I thought the green hulking man had that patented.”

Poking his bicep, you narrow your eyes at him. Even with the threatening look he still smiles at you, grinning even wider than before as his eyes shine with excitement. “Please, where'd you think he got it from?”

“You tellin’ me that you can get big and green too?”

Your guffaw echoes above the music, a few heads turn towards you and Hobie but they let you be with a few concerned looks at the usual stoic spider. Hobie's chest feels warm and his cheeks feel aflame as he holds onto your shoulder once you're starting to wobble on your feet, and laughing so hard that you're clutching at your stomach.

“Bloody hell, how much have you had, love?”

You chuckle, the smile remaining on your lips as you look at his warm hands on you and over to his handsome face. Plucking a confetti off of his head, you step closer, an unprecedented act from you that has Hobie inhaling deeply.

“Enough to find you funny.”

“That hurts,” you laugh again. “That really hurts, love! I felt my heart breakin’—” you suddenly place your palm on his chest, and his breath gets stuck in his throat.

“It's still beating, Hobie. It means that it's still whole.” Just like how he taught yours was, underneath all the ice and cold façade, he managed to chisel his way into yours. It took some time, but he's a patient man.

Hobie's exhale trembles as his hand inches towards your waist, shaking with trepidation until you wretch his hand towards you, tugging at him until his hand cups your hip. He lets out a whimpered swear.

“You okay over there?” You ask, head tilting teasingly.

“You’re—” he lets out a breath, palm reaching to your cheek, knuckles grazing along your jaw as you lean against his touch.

“Am I what?”

“Stunnin'.” He says breathlessly.

For once, he has you flustered. “How much did you have, Hobie?”

“I didn't drink.”

A grin spreads across your lips. “I didn't either,” you raise your glass. “This is apple juice.”

Hobie chortles, laughing together with him in tandem as you two hold each other in that little corner of the society.

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[the-kr8tor]

Yeah :'( this is the exact reason why I've been holding out on writing this bc I'm waiting for the right mental state so I don't end up crying over it 😞

Sigh oh to be r 🥹

YAAAAAYYY REQUESTS! so something simple but angsty? maybe? reader can’t get out of bed. like literally ever. they always have to make plans way in advance so that they can know when they actually have to get up and do things (that’s on depression baby) and hobie, however, always wants to go out with reader. and one day hobie wakes up reader to take them out and they snap. i don’t know where i’m going with this it’s just really relatable to me 😭

Thank you so much for being patient with your request! I hope you like it ❤️❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader (except for clothing), CW depression, CW anxiety, CW panic attack, hurt/comfort, CW food mentions, established relationship.

Also requested by anon: Sorry to bother friend but may I ask for a comfort piece of hobie comforting reader when the depression just hits extra bad one night and they’re struggling to accept and believe that they’re loved 🥺? Like they full know that they’re cared and loved for but their brain just refuses to let them accept it and suddenly the thoughts just spiral from there. Feel free to skip and ignore if you aren’t comfy with this. Love your writing sm <3

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Your eyelashes stick together, tears clinging in each strand as you vigorously wipe it all away with your sleeve. The clock on your night stand blinks, the late afternoon time mocking you for not getting out of bed the whole day when you have plans. Or Hobie has plans that you truly don't feel like getting up for, or for anything else.

The boulder on your chest feels heavier today, heaving through it, inhaling through the stale air of your bedroom. You've curled around yourself, been in the same position for hours now. Back aching, legs numb and fingers tingling from wracking sobs you've let out. It feels as if the dark envelopes you, ebbing through you, embracing you as its own. Sometimes the world feels like that, sometimes it's better— when the light would shine on your skin, laughter in your chest instead of the heaviness wrought by everything. Sometimes, his whispered words help you, sometimes it drags you back down. And as much as you want to bask in the night, the sorrow drags you down into the void.

It's just there, gnawing inside of you until you're no more. You feel like you're nothing in your bed, sheets sticking to your clammy flesh, pillow marked by tears. You were doing well, better than before but it tugged you back, and it feels like the very walls you exist in are crumbling down on you.

The muffled sounds of your breathing are joined by the sound of keys jingling outside. You know who it is, and you'd usually greet him with a smile and kiss or two. But right now, all you want to do is lay there, let the mattress hold you in its embrace.

“You ready, love?” Hobie comes sauntering in the bedroom, all decked out in his leather and denim outfit for tonight's party. And yet, he finds you still in bed, face tucked in between the pillows and body hidden underneath the dense blanket. His smile wavers, socked feet slowly closing the distance. “Love?” You're a stark contrast to him, dressed to nines compared to your pajama pants and old worn out sleep shirt.

Insecurity nips at you as you stare at how handsome he is. He can have anybody else and yet he puts up with you. You sniff at the thought, head turning further away from him as you feel the bed dip down next to you.

“I–” your voice cracks, words stuck in your throat. “— I don't feel well, Hobie, I'm sorry, you'll have to go on your own.”

His hand reaches towards your shoulder, palm meeting with your stiff muscle. “I'll just stay ‘ere then, keep you company.” He whispers the words, and yet it feels like a knife thrust into your back. You promised him that you'll go, and there you are holding him back.

“No, you should go. They'll look for you.”

Hobie's thumb rubs small circles around your skin, chin propped atop your shoulder blade. “They'll look for you too.”

The simple words tug at your heart. “Hobie, please go.” You curl further around yourself. “I'll be fine.”

“I can't leave you like this, love.” He knows it too well, the heaviness that makes a home in you, a trembling blighted thing that would have anyone shaken to their core. He could leave and go out without you, but he can't when his light is being snuffed away at the seams right in front of him. “We can make a day out of today, watch some shite movie on the telly, order somethin' greasy—”

You abruptly turn towards him, eyes red, brows furrowed like you're in pain, and tear stained cheeks glinting in the lamp light. “Please just go.”

His hand instinctively flinches, but as he sees you frown deeply, he lays his palm gently right on your heart. “Can’t, and won't do that, sorry.” He scrunches his nose with a lopsided smile to help ease you, even just for a bit.

“I d–don't want to hold you back.” Warm tears escape from your heavy eyes. “Please just go, I've handled myself like this before, I can do it again.”

“Doesn't mean that you have to go through it alone again.” Hobie says softly, words sticking to your chest. “‘m ‘ere now, love, and you're not holdin’ me back.”

“It’s not your job.” Your hand wraps around his wrist, and he immediately intertwines his fingers around your own, right atop your heart. “You didn't ask for this when we got together.”

“It's not, ‘m doin’ it pro bono.” He jokes, chuckling at the small smile that tugs at your lips. “And I want to stay. I signed up for all of the good and even the bad days, it comes with lovin’ you.” Hobie smiles gently, palm placed on your head as he rubs you lovingly. His thumb brushes along the corner of your eye wiping away any stray tears. “Do you really want me to go? I'll stay by the door though, no way in freezin’ hell ‘m leavin’ you.”

You gaze up at him with shining eyes. His words strike the shadow looming over you, it still lingers, but with Hobie cradling your face and his warmth ebbing through you, it helps. His presence helps.

“...Can you really stay? I can't promise how long I'll be like this.”

“I'll wait it out with you.” With a tug at his sleeve, you pull him towards you in a tight embrace.

[otoutocomplex]

hiiiiiii for your ask game 💗 what was your favorite book you read this year? and what are you excited for next year! (@incesthemes)

omg HI ciel of course I know it's you. my favorite book I read this year was tian guan ci fu / heaven official's blessing, no particular volume, just the entire thing. I haven't stopped thinking about it since I finished it. I am so tempted to just start over and read it all again

as for next year...I'm finally going back to college to get my bachelor's (better late than never?) so hopefully that will go well and I'll enjoy it. I'm looking forward to learning stuff in a structured environment again, and interacting with more people irl. and living alone. god I am excited to live alone. and as for smaller and sillier things, I just found out that a remaster of one of my favorite games (which was originally a PS vita exclusive) is being released on PC in january which has got me so excited you have no idea. AND I am looking forward to the witch hat atelier anime adaptation that's finally coming out. here's hoping we also get news about trigun stampede season 2 next year 🤞 (btw any of y'all who like anime, please watch trigun stampede. it has weird brothers in it !!)

thank you for asking :D

[darkangel0410]

Hey, guys, I hate to do this but I'm in a bind, and I need help moving - my fucking asshole of a landlord told me this past week that he's not renewing my lease in September and he refuses to let me wait until Jan or Feb when I'll have income tax money - so I need to raise $5,000 by then because he's already told me he'll start the eviction process at that point, and I don't want that on my record

I made a gofundme or if you don't want to deal with them, my cashapp is $darkangel0410, and if you guys could reblog this i'd really appreciate it ❤️❤️❤️

[prythianpages]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 50000 likes!